YALLL Imagine Death God Yan X Unlucky-lucky Darling X Life God Yan

YALLL imagine death god yan x unlucky-lucky darling x life god yan

Darling is naturally blessed, having the eyes of an obsessed life god yan on them since birth. They've been blessed with god health, amazing abilities etc.

But all of a sudden, they suddenly fall ill. The work of the death god. Death god wants darling for himself. He wants to see what so charming about darling to make a life god do such actions for a mere mortal.

So he makes darling really ill and interacts with them through dreams bordering life and death. He then realizes what so appealing about darling and tries to worsen darling's symptoms.

But of course, your yandere life god isn't just going to stand by and watch this happen. He's had his eyes on you for a far longer time. You were his from the beginning.

In the end, you end up getting like 13290390 diseases but end up surviving all of them because these damn gods can't seem to make up their minds about whether to kill you or not.

Such is the life of someone who can be dubbed an 'unlucky-lucky' person. And you don't know whether to be thankful or not for having the hearts of gods dedicated towards you.

family morning

omg office!au with the quote "are you crying?" for the drabble game please <3

“Hey Taehyung, do you know any job where I can get instant money?”

“You can work at my place. There’s a vacant position.” Your boss says without hesitation and your eyes are quick to light up, hope blooming in your chest because you never meant to actually get an answer out of him. You only asked that question because you were feeling a bit bored of the paperwork in your hands.

“Wait really? I’m in! What position is it?” You’re quick to jump at the opportunity.

“My wife,” Taehyung says with a smirk and your smile falls from your face, replaced with a deadpanned expression.

“No.”

“No takebacks,” he points his pen at you with a playful expression resting on his face, “you already said you were in.”

“I’ll have to decline your proposal, sir.”

“You can’t just do that.”

“I just did.”

Dramatically, Taehyung, a grown-ass man, begins to pout as he shoves his face into the palms of his hands, sniffling just as the door to his office opens. “Another day, another rejection.”

“Are you crying?” Jimin asks as he walks into the room with Yoongi tolling along.

“He’s fine, he’s just being dramatic,” you say with a roll of your eyes.

“I’m dramatic?” Taehyung gasps offendedly as he jumps back up, his pen leveled at you once more. “This is the tenth time you’ve rejected my proposal, wouldn’t that hurt anyone? You actually don’t really care for me do you, gorgeous?”

“We just started dating,” you stress.

“And? Don’t people date in order to get married? What’s wrong with flying past a few steps when you’re deeply in love?”

“You’re deeply in love with me? Already?”

He stands from his chair, approaching you and while you take a step back to back away from him, Taehyung doesn’t let you. The other two simply watch on without interference, amused by this. “We finally found our missing piece, Y/N, do you really think I’d want to waste months and years just to get a yes out of you?”

“We spend all those time in order to get to know each other better, and by then maybe you’d be more confident you actually want to marry me and pull me into your mix.”

He pouts. “Why would I wanna wait to do that when I already know I want you in my life forever?”

“You’re being clingy.”

“Oh yeah?” Taehyung challenges with a raised brow as he leans in closer, nose bumping against the softness of your cheek. “I think you actually enjoy this part of me.”

You don’t answer him and instead look towards the other, a silent cry for help on your expression with your neck stretching away from the koala bear holding onto you. Yoongi snickers and you frown.

“You just love seeing me suffer, don’t you?”

“Come on babygirl,” Yoongi chuckles as he walks forward to where the two of you are, “like Taehyung said, I think you’re actually enjoying this.”

“I mean come on, getting a position as our wife?” Jimin chimes in, playing along with the fantasy Taehyung has created. “That’s easy money and we know you love easy money.”

Just how do they see you?

“Maybe in a few years, yeah?” You turn back to Taehyung, knowing the other two aren’t willing to help you at all. He’s still clinging to you securely, refusing to let go anytime soon. “In three years’ time, if we don’t break up by then and if we’re all still deeply in love with each other, you can ask again and I’ll say yes.”

He gasps and like an excited puppy, you can almost imagine the tip of his ears perking up and his tail wagging rapidly behind him. “Really?! You promise?!”

“Yeah, yeah..”

“You promised!” He picks you off the floor without a second thought, causing you to let out a small little yelp at the sudden action. “You promised, Y/N, you can’t take it back now!”

“Okay, okay, I get it. Now put me down, will you?”

This time he listens easily but doesn’t let you go before placing a long-lasting kiss on your cheek just for good measure.

Jimin can’t wait to relay the news to the others.

Little do You Know | OT7 | Nineteen

Pair: Bangtan (ot7) x f!reader 

Summary: In a world where idols and actors can’t date, whether it be because of contracts, lack of time, or the dangers that involve having your personal life leaked, the market opened up for a new work field. Playmate Agencies emerged to supply the entertainment world with highly trained companions for hire. Bangtan is looking for new playmates. And you just happen to be the one all of them choose. 

Genre: Fluff, angst, smut, playmate au, idol au. 

Chapter warnings: It’s AMAs day! 

WC: 2.1k

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Since the hotel was pretty busy, the boys avoided having breakfast in the restaurant, opting for room service instead. Yesterday you had it in Seokjin’s room, and today everyone gathered in the maknae’s room to eat together. Well, everyone but Yoongi. So when he texted you asking you to come over, you jumped up from the bed with any meaningless excuse that no one believed anyway and went to knock on his door.

“It’s open, come in.” he called from inside the room. 

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Yandere! Townspeople Harem x Lucky Reader

Warnings: Obsessive Behavior, Yandere Thoughts, Bad Writing, Stalking, Possessive Behavior, Reader is Referred as ‘You’

A/N: I have no clue what I was on when I wrote this 💀. This is also inspired by a Reddit post I saw long time ago.

🌟 Yandere! Townspeople who are absolutely enamored by you and everything that you do. They treat you as if you are some kind of entity waiting to be put on a golden pedestal and paraded around town. You are essentially the town’s golden boy/girl/person, a mascot if you can even call it that. In their eyes everything that you do is inspiring and encouraged. It also doesn’t help that you were born with this amazing power that causes you to become extremely lucky. No matter the deed, every action was thrust into the spotlight as if it were a gracious gesture for the community's well-being. Take, for instance, if you ever fatally shot someone the townsfolk would erupt in applause, discovering the individual to be a notorious mass murderer and your action saved the town.

🌟 Yandere! Townspeople who can’t help but gush over every miniscule achievement that you got. You got a perfect attendance award? They wouldn’t expect anything less from you. Did you just get a participation trophy? Well they're cheering for you as if you just won the world cup. To say their actions are embarrassing is definitely an understatement. Everytime they cheer for you, you can’t help but die a little bit on the inside.

🌟 Yandere! Townspeople who absolutely cannot fathom the idea of you moving out of their town. They would much rather skin themselves alive and commit arson than to allow you to leave them. Everywhere you go, there will always be some form of eyes on you. There will always be some type of survance of you at any time of the day. Depending on the person, the townspeople's love for you can either be platonic or romantic. Basically half of the town wants to fuck your and the other half sees you as their beloved child or grandchild.

🌟 Yandere! Townspeople who may or may not be human. Like sure they might have the occasional human sacrifices but what town doesn’t!?!? This is totally normal behavior that people exhibit. What’s that? Did you just see a tentacle coming out from that woman over there? Nahhh. You must be imagining that! What a cute and overactive imagination you have there. In all seriousness, it would literally die for you. You're just a cutie patootie to them. Your small teeth are so cute compared to their razor sharp fangs. You know, you could really use that small mouth of yours and suck on their–

🌟 Yandere! Townspeople have a monthly ritual where they gather around to brag about all of the items that they stole from you. Never in your life will you see someone so happy to own a pair of used underwear that didn’t belong to them or some used pair of socks. If you looked up a textbook definition of “down bad” then a picture of the Yandere! Townspeople would be the first images to pop up. In your presence these people act as if they had never touched grass or seen the sun before. They all seem to have some type of mutual agreement that in your presence, they would try to act somewhat normal in order to not scare/scar you too much.

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From a young age, your luck was apparent. In school, while others struggled with exams, you breezed through them effortlessly, always managing to stumble upon the exact answers needed to excel. Teachers marveled at your natural knack for stumbling upon solutions, even in the most challenging of situations. As you grew older, the extraordinary luck only seemed to amplify. Job interviews turned into job offers within minutes, as if the universe conspired to ensure your success in every endeavor. Colleagues joked that working with you was like having a lucky charm around, as projects that seemed doomed to fail miraculously turned into resounding triumphs whenever you were involved. It might seem great and all BUT DAMN WAS THIS LIFE SO FUCKING BORING!!!! Which is why you decided to spice up your day a little and rob a bank.

“Oh hello [Reader]! Is this going to be the usual procedure?” The bank teller asks you with a smile on their face as you hold a gun to their face. “You know… the weather is perfectly nice today. It would be a perfect day for a date don’t you think–”

Suddenly a thunderous crash was heard, the police burst through the bank doors, their badges glinting under the harsh fluorescent lights. Guns drawn and voices booming commands, they swept into the lobby, faces masked with determination. Until the police chief sees you and lets out a tired sigh, “Guns down everyone, it’s just [Reader].” A faint sound of disappointed groans can be heard from the crowd of bank patrons from the back. “Why are the police here so soon, I didn’t get enough time to admire their pretty face.” another voice could be heard, “For real, their never this fast in an actual emergency. I mean they only just shot and killed one person, it's really nothing to worry about like who cares–”

—

“You are free to go [Reader], again.” the police officer states as she releases you from your handcuffs. “Turns out the man that you shot ended up being a drug dealer. You really have a special talent for catching criminals don’t you. She states as she gazes at you with loving eyes. “You know I’m free after this shift, you think we can–”

Before she can finish her sentence you walk away with a dejected look on your face. You couldn’t believe how boring a day this turned out to be. Seriously, you wished that something exciting would happen in this town for once you think to yourself. Failing to notice a scene behind you. One that consisted of a bunch of monsters eating the souls of the innocent while on their knees for a statue that seemed to look like you. They all seem to be gripping onto something though– HEY, WAIT A MINUTE ARE THEY HOLDING YOUR UNDERWEAR!?!!?

[Slasher Reader loses victim Yan in the woods]

Slasher Reader: Damn it...You always make me do this.... [Lifts up their mask slightly] Put your head on my shoulder~

[Nearby] "Hold me in your arms~... Shit"

[Slasher Reader, pulls their mask back down]

Victim Yan, leaping from the bushes: Oh fuck, oh fuck-

Slasher Reader: Squeeze me oh-so tight~ Wouldn't what you'd like me to do to you, sweetheart?

Victim Yan: Yes!-wait- No! Fuckfuckfuck - Why do you have to have the voice of an angel?!