CURIOSITY

CURIOSITY

⨽ summary: in which they stumble across a curious hybrid, while exploring an abandoned house.

⨽ pairing: poly!vminkook x reader (more of taehyung x reader ft. jikook)

⨽ genre: fluff (idk)

⨽ warnings: mentions of dead, decaying bodies but nothing too graphic.

⨽ word count: 1529

⨽ a/n: this has been sitting in my drafts, and i wasn’t sure if i should too post it or not, but in the spirit of spooky season (even though i’m late) i decided to post it. i actually had no intention writing this to be fit for spooky season.

"Whose terrible idea was this again?" Jimin asked as he stared at the abandoned house through the car window. "Your boyfriend's," Taehyung responded, causing Jungkook to scoff. "I'm your boyfriend, just as much as I am his."

"Now come on, there's nothing to be scared of. It's not like ghosts exist," Jungkook said, opening the car door and stepping out.

Taehyung looked at Jimin, who let out a sigh. "Let's just go. He did win fair and square," Jimin said before stepping out as well.

The three of them stood in front of the large house. "Why couldn't you just pick out something smaller?" Jimin asked, and Jungkook shrugged. "It just wouldn't be as fun," he said as he began to walk.

Taehyung grabbed Jimin by his hand and followed after their now excited boyfriend.

"Hopefully, the door isn't locked," Jungkook said before placing his hand on the doorknob and giving it a slight twist. There was a click, and the large door opened with a loud creak.

"Yes!" Jungkook exclaimed. "Let's go, hyung!"

Jimin and Taehyung followed behind him with their phones in their hands, flashlights on.

"Woah, this place is huge," Taehyung whispered, and Jimin groaned. "I know! That's what makes it even scarier."

Jungkook was way ahead of them, looking around the dark and dirty house in awe. "How could someone abandon this place?" he asked himself.

"Jungkook, baby, please slow down," Jimin said, and Jungkook whined. "Come on, hyung, we have so much to explore. What if we find something cool? Like a safe full of money? Or-"

"This isn't a movie, Jungkook," Jimin said. "Hyung, use your imagination," he said before walking up the stairs.

"We need to be careful on these stairs. What if the floorboard collapses or something?" Jimin said, fear evident in his voice.

"Hyung, if you keep thinking about these things, you'll continue to feel scared. As you said, it's not a movie after all." Jungkook said, quickly making his way to the top of the staircase. "Kook's right, loosen up a bit, babe," Taehyung said, giving his boyfriend a reassuring smile.

He nodded his head, following behind Jungkook.

Taehyung stood in front of a door at the beginning of the hallway. "Let's start here, then go down," he suggests to his boyfriends, who were already making their way down the dark corridor.

"Okay!"

The three of them explored each room, surprised to see that some were still fully furnished. "This one looks oddly clean. It's as if someone is cleaning it every now and then," Taehyung said, noticing how it wasn't as dusty as the other rooms.

"What if someone is?" Jungkook said, causing Jimin to frown. "Please don't say things like that," he whined, and Taehyung chuckled, ruffling his hair.

The three of them left the room and continued to walk further down the hallway, completely unaware of the curious eyes silently following behind them.

They soon reached the end of the corridor. The boys found themselves standing in front of a large door.

"That's my owner's room."

The three boys froze. "I know I did not just hear someone other than us speak," Jimin whispered.

"Please don't knock on the door. You're going to wake them up," the voice said again, and Jimin yelled and wrapped his arms around Jungkook.

The voice let out a shriek as well, hiding behind Taehyung. "Stop it, stop it, please," it whimpered, and Taehyung slowly looked down, shining his phone's flashlight onto the thing that was gripping so tightly on his leg.

The owner of the voice they heard was sitting next to his foot, eyes closed tightly. "Please don't make a noise! You're going to wake them up," it whispered.

"Tae, what is it?" Jungkook asked as Jimin peeked over his shoulder. "It's a hybrid," he whispered, crouching down towards the hybrid, who had one hand against one of its ears.

"Hey, it's okay, he's no more screaming," he whispered, and the hybrid slowly opened its eyes. "I'm sorry for scaring you. I didn't mean to scare you. I was just curious. It's been a while since anyone came to the house," she said.

"My name is y/n. I'm a female panther hybrid," she said, and Taehyung smiled. "What are you doing in this house? We thought this place was abandoned," he whispered, and y/n looked at him, tilty her head to the side. "What does abandoned mean?" you ask.

Taehyung tries his best to explain while Jimin and Jungkook watch as their boyfriend speak to the hybrid.

"But my owner's have always been in their room," she said. "When he," she pointed at Jimin. "When he began screaming, I was scared he'd wake them up. They hate it when someone wakes them up. I didn't want them to beat him," she said, and Jimin frowned.

"Did they beat you?" Jimin asked, slowly moving from behind Jimin. The small panther hybrid nodded her head. "They only did when I'd wake them up or do something wrong," she responded. "But they haven't come out of their room for a long time," she whispered.

"Can we check inside? I promise we'll tell your owner's it was my idea," he said, and you nodded.

Jimin and Jungkook watched as Taehyung protectively pushed you behind him as he placed his door on the handle. They couldn't help but smile at the scene. Even though they had met less than 10 minutes ago, Taehyung felt the need to protect the poor hybrid.

The minute he opened the door, they were greeted with a foul smell. The two you scrunched your noses. "Why does it smell like something died in here?" Jimin asked. "That's because something did," Taehyung said, staring at the bed where two bodies were evidently rotting.

"Why do they look like that?" y/n asked, looking up at Taehyung. "They've been asleep for too long," is all he responds with, and y/n nodded, looking back at what used to be her owners.

Taehyung walked out of the house, holding a bag with a few things they took from the y/n's room. Y/n silently walked behind Taehyung and the two boys who walked beside him. She didn't know what was happening, but all she knew was she'd never have to deal with her owners again.

"Jungkook, can you sit in the front with Jimin?" he asked, placing her bag in the trunk of the car. "I wanna sit at the back with y/n," he finished, sneaking a glance at the hybrid who stood there, staring at the old house.

"You've taken a liking to the hybrid," Jimin commented, and Taehyung shrugged his shoulders. "I guess I have," he responded.

The ride back to their house was mostly silent. You stared out of the window, admiring the tall buildings you drove past. Taehyung silently watched as your tail slowly swayed left and right, and the way your ears perked up when you saw something interesting. The fur on your ears and tail were the same colour as your long hair. Your green eyes seemed to sparkle as the sun gently shined on your face.

You were beautiful. "How old are you y/n?" Jimin asked, breaking the silence. "22, I was born in 1999," you responded, looking at Jimin, whose eyes were focused on the road.

"You're two years younger than Kookie," Jimin said. "She doesn't look 22 years old, though," Jungkook said, sneaking a glance at her through the review mirror. "She's so small. She looks like a high schooler," he said.

"When were you adopted?" Taehyung asked. "I was 16 when they adopted me," you responded, and Taehyung hummed in response.

"You don't seem to know much, or at least the things a 22-year-old hybrid know. How come?" Jimin asked, and you played with your hands. "They never really taught us anything at the shelter I stayed at before I was adopted. We were told to figure things out ourselves."

"Who would've known we'd find a panther hybrid in there," Jungkook began. "Yet alone, find dead bodies! I've only seen such things in movies. Wait, but how come no officials have ever bothered to check out the house?" he continued. "Shouldn't we report it to someone?"

"I think we should. We wouldn't want anyone else to see what we saw," Jimin responded with a shiver.

"Excuse me, sir," y/n said, gently tapping on Taehyung's shoulder. "You can just call me Taehyung," he interjected. Before letting y/n speak.

"Do all dead bodies look like that?" she asked, tilting her head to the side. It seemed she did that whenever she asked a question.

"No, they don't, at least not when the person has just passed. But I believe they eventually look like that," he responded, and you nodded.

"Mr Taehyung," she said, and Taehyung shook his head. "Just Taehyung is fine," he told her. "Taehyung, why were you at the house? No one has come to visit it in a while," you asked. Taehyung let out a chuckle. "Well, aren't you a curious little hybrid," he said.

"How about this. I'll answer your questions once we get home, but only if you'll answer mine."

little update on the quote game !

hi everyone! i just need to let you know the quote game is still open, and i’m trying my best to answer your requests (and i have quite a few sitting in my inbox because coming up a with a plot is becoming a bit hard rn) AND i’m afraid it’s going to take me alot more time to get to them because i have my final / end year exams in two weeks so i kinda need to focus on studying and stuff. 

i’m still accepting requests! i’m just letting you guys know it’ll take me a bit longer to get to them and i’m sorry that i’ll be for making you wait. 

my exams start on the 8th of november and end on the 3rd of december so during that period of time i’ll probably be able to post on the weekends only.

but anyway if you’d like to request: [here] 

jungkook and his signature windmill style cheerleading

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he is very consistent:

you're still a writer, even if:

you don't write every day

your books aren't published

you haven't finished your first draft

your stories don't get a lot of interaction

you keep creating new stories instead of finishing them

you aren't as good or skilled at writing as other people might be

you struggle to come up with new ideas

you abandon stories when you get bored of them

you don't want your books to be published

you take long breaks between writing sessions

you only write for fun

you doubt your ability as a writer

you don't create original stories and write fanfiction

you don't know all there is to writing techniques and writing rules

Writing is about writing. It's not a competition of who can reach what first. You still hold value as a writer, regardless of what your progress or process looks like. You set your own goals, and it's okay to only do this for fun.

my heart ><

“you like me-like me, don’t you?”

summary:  your friend jin is gracious enough to join you for a night of antics, convincing your vile ex that the two of you are together. it’s all fun and games until two truths come out that neither of you were expecting… pairing: kim seokjin x reader genre: fluffy fluff rating: pg word count: 2.7k tags/warnings: prick ex-boyfriend!Taehyung, wwh!Jin, overwhelmed!Reader, a circus

a/n: for @delacyrose224​, askljadkj!! delacy…delacy! i had so much fun writing your request. like i couldn’t type it fast enough, i was so hyper writing it haha. i hope it is whatever you were wanting. i know how busy life has been so i really tried to make this a fun read for you but with fluffiness because hey, it’s jin.

the request

october drabble event mlist

“Would you relax?” Jin’s tone is lined with every sort of judgment while he watches you squirm in your seat. He’s sure there’s a welt at the nape of your neck where you’ve scratched for the umpteenth time, nerves tickled by the annoying tag of your blouse.

“Tch,” he clicks his tongue, picking up the butter knife, “turn around.”

Your darting eyes manage to settle on your friend for the first time that night, “wh-what-no!” You smack his hand away when he pushes your shoulder to face the direction he needs you in, “stop-what are you doing?”

“Hold still, will you,” he gripes, taking the serrated edge of the knife to the pesky tag, cutting it off in one clean swipe, “there, geez.”

“Oh,” you rub the spot that definitely has a small welt growing, “that feels better.”

Jin rolls his eyes, “yeah, ungrateful woman, you are welcome too.” His eyes flatten when he sees you’ve long left the conversation though he can’t be surprised; “you know, you made it very clear you didn’t want any attention on you tonight-”

His eyes stretch upward, watching you eye the arched doorway when another set of friends make their way into the dining hall, “but fidgeting like you’re some kind of zombie and making those crazy eyes isn’t exactly helping.”

You turn just to swat his shoulder, giving him a less than amused expression, “if there weren’t people around I’d flip you off right now.”

He falls back in his chair, cheeks puffing up and eyes closing into crescent moons as he laughs at your short temper. He isn’t hurt by it, one because Kim Seokjin is your dear (and annoying) friend, and two, he knows it’s only your anxiety weighing on you because your ex-boyfriend is sure to show up any minute.

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hello! if the quite game is still on, can i request smth for "its always my fault" and like, it begins really really angsty but ends in fluff? thank u so much for your time on this! i hope u have a great week💕

⨽ pairing: jimin x reader

⨽ genre: fluff , angst

⨽ warnings: strong language (one swear word i think) , crying (guys, is crying a warning??) y/n feels at fault ( :/ ) , uhh there are mean people with mean comments (?)

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"Really? y/n, again?" Ari asked, pausing the music. "Why can't you get it right?" she asked again.

"We've been stuck on the same part for the past three practices! Three fucking practices! And it's all because of you," she yelled, causing you to flinch.

"Have you even been practising? I thought I asked you to go over it at home so that we won't have to waste time during practice. But here we are, wasting, yet again." she mumbled the last part.

"Let's finish here for today. We'll continue tomorrow. Hopefully, y/n will get this part right so we can move on."

"I really don't understand you. Why'd you even join the dance club? You can barely stay on your feet," Jae snickered. "Right? How do you have the courage to keeping here? Do you enjoy embarrassing yourself?" Nari said. "Just quit and find something else to do. It's your fault we're stuck on this part anyway. Showing yourself out would do us a real favour," she whispered before walking out.

You stood there with your head hung low. You could hear the whispers of the other girls. Some were laughing at you, as usual, while others were whispering encouraging words, telling you it was okay.

Once everyone had left the practice room, you fell to the floor, letting the tears you were struggling to hold back fall. Anyone could come back into the practice room and witness you in this horrible state, but you didn't care.

You were tired of getting scolded in front of all members. You were tired of feeling as if everything was your fault.

"Why'd you even join the dance club? You can barely stay on your feet."

You recalled Jae's words. She was right, you weren't the best dancer, and you knew that, but you kept coming to practice in the hope that you'd improve and become a better dancer. But were you really improving? You kept making mistakes and messing up the choreography.

You were slowing down the others in the process.

Maybe everything was your fault.

"I heard that you're in here- y/n?" you looked in the mirror to see your boyfriend standing at the door. "y/n, y/n, baby, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Jimin asked, rushing towards and sitting next to you.

You sobbed into your hands. "I keep making the same mistakes over and over again, Jimin," you said. "It's okay to make mistakes. I'm sure the others are making mistakes too," he said, pulling you into his embrace, stroking your head as you cried into his shoulder.

"But it's not the same. Their mistakes don't stop us from continuing the choreography. Mine do," you said. "It's my fault that we're stuck on this part. Whenever we're stuck on a specific part in the choreography, it's always my fault, Jimin. It's always my fault," you whispered the last part, and Jimin let out a sigh.

Jimin placed his hand on your head and lifted your head from his shoulder. You started at your hands, and Jimin softly smiled. "Look at me y/n," he said, placing both his hands on your cheeks.

Your eyes met with his, and he smiled, wiping your tears. "It's not your fault, y/n," he said. "It's not your fault, baby. You just need more practice than the others, and that's totally okay. Everyone moves at their own pace," he said.

"How about this. I'll help you practice, hm? Show me where you're stuck, and I'll help you get it right. No matter how many times you mess up, I'll help you until you get it right," he said, giving you a soft smile. "Okay?" he asked, and you nodded. "Okay."

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You showed Jimin a video of the choreography you and your members were learning. You pointed out all the parts you were struggling to get right, and he went over each one with you.

"Don't worry, you've almost got it." "There you go. You're getting the hang of it." He'd say, encouraging you to continue each time you felt like giving up.

You were so grateful to have someone as supportive as Jimin.

You danced and danced for hours, perfecting each and every move. Jimin stayed and danced with you, not leaving you alone for a minute.

"y/n..." Jimin said, stopping you. You looked at him through the mirror, afraid you made a mistake again. "You did it, baby," he said, flashing you the biggest smile. Your eyes widened. "I did?" you asked, and he nodded.

"You did it, and you've seemed to master the whole routine too! You're going to be ahead of the others now," he said, and you couldn't help but smile.

You ran into his arms, catching him by surprise. "Thank you so much for helping me, baby." You thanked, tightly wrapping your arms around him. "You don't have to thank me, I was more than happy to help-" you cut him off by placing your lips on his.

Jimin tightened his hold around your waist. He slowly closed his eyes and hummed in response, enjoying the feeling of your soft lips against his.

"Thank you," you said once you pulled away from the kiss. "I'm just... I'm so happy that I got it right. And it's all thanks to you," you said.

Jimin sheepishly smiled. "No, it's not," he whispered before lowering your body to the ground.

"Would you like to go over the choreography one more time?" he asked, and you shook your head. "I'll go over it tomorrow before practice. Right now, all I want to do is go to your apartment and spend the night with you. Doing whatever you want, since you spent so much time helping me with this. Would you like that?" you asked.

Jimin nodded before placing his lips on yours.

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high sorry if this isn't angsty, i'm not the best at writing angst :(

i think this is the most detailed request i’ve gotten so far lol

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