- Pt. II

ᾰ̓γᾰ́πη - Pt. II

Pairing(s): Cursed!Seokjin x Reader

Genre(s): Fantasy Au, Fluff, Soulmate Au

Summary: “There’s a story whispered around here. One surrounding the beautifully carved statue of a man at the center of the town. Legend says that when the hand of his true love graces his palm, he shall wake from his cursed marbled slumber. It’s always been a silly old wives tale, until you give in to a friend’s dare.” (prompt idea from writing-prompt-s)

Warning(s): mild language

Word Count: 2.8k

Part I, Part 2, Part 3, ...

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For the record, you’d never once been so thoroughly stupefied by anything the entirety of your existence. Not that much has ever happened before this...debacle, but still.

Lying on the ground, however, draped with a recently statue-turned-man as the faces of every person who’d openly mocked your beliefs sit painted with the same concoction of horrified wonder, it was safe to say, this was definitely a first.

It was like your mind was awake while your body lay paralyzed. Thought after thought, albeit incoherent, made rounds throughout your consciousness. Limbs splayed across the dirt, useless, like those of a rag doll.

Perhaps part of the initial stun could be blamed by the impact with which the body crashed into yours, as well as the force of hitting the ground.

Maybe, in your likely now-concussed state, you were not actually under a man who a mere moment ago was marble. It’s believable that this was all just some brain-trauma induced hallucination. You probably just tripped on your way to the statue and hit your head. Really, really hard.

That scenario could have very much been the one you decided to go with, that is, until the man started to lift himself up, just enough to look down at you.

Even if you didn’t want to lock eyes with the, admittedly, incredibly handsome man you found yourself in such a precarious situation with, it wasn’t like you had any other choice.

Space only big enough for a single breathe lay between you.

His eyes, a lovely dark, warm brown shade that gave you such an odd sense of security, studied your own.

This close, every detail of his face was on HD display for you, from the length of his lashes, the slope of his nose, to the curve and plushness of his lips. Horrifyingly enough for you, that meant every one of your flaws must be painfully on display for him as well. Look at you now, suddenly worried about how you looked to a once-inanimate object.

It was an oddly intimate moment, one that you weren’t quite sure you wanted to end before it had begun, or to continue forever, until the sun set and the stars shone and everything in-between. The way your head swam, thoughts torn between two opposing sides, a regular Capulet-Montague affair within, it was like losing sense of yourself.

There was no way this was really happening; that this man has come to life at your hand. However, you couldn’t deny the tangible evidence that is the vessel hovering over you now. Oh yeah, there’s a strange man on top of you...and everyone is watching.

Like a cadaver reanimated by a bolt of lightning, you shot away from the man, pushing yourself back on your butt and scooching like a child until you were satisfied with the distance between. Skin painfully alight with the burn of embarrassment, you didn’t dare look back into the eyes of your ‘soulmate’ just yet.

‘Soulmate,’ it’s like that very word incited an allergic reaction in which your body suddenly had the urge to convulse until whatever contents remained in your stomach were one with the earth.

Trying merely to catch your breathe, you almost didn’t register the warmth of a hand pressing firmly to your back.

“I, um, think we should take this somewhere more...private, perhaps?”

That voice, the slightly monotone, yet strangely comforting voice of the girl you both tolerated and treasured. The only one that treated you as an equal; an actual human being.

“Mira...” It sounded choked, weak, like saying her name was a laboring task you weren’t sure you could handle. Turning back to look at her, you could tell how horrified you must have looked based on her own expression.

If anyone knew what to do in this insane situation, it’d be her.

Rising to her feet, Mira took in the way your body curled in on itself, to shield you from the alarming situation of which you had no control over and no clue how to precede. It stung at a piece of her that had been buried deep down inside for a long time.

Strange, was all she could pen it as, but you are her companion here, and it was her duty to aid you in this, especially considering the circumstances.

———

The walk home was quiet. One on the outside might almost call it peaceful, tranquil, but it was none of the above.

After suggesting to take this to her home, Mira helped you and the stranger to your feet and broke up the little side-show that had gathered. The townspeople were a mixture of curious, horrified, and smug; seeing the girl they taunted get stuck in this situation was irony at its finest.

While there were plenty of broken hearts staggering their way back to their homes with heavy souls, no one could deny that this was fate, and whether they agreed with the outcome or not, it was not their place to question.

Many, however, did get a good laugh in when you had paced frantically around the circle created around you, practically begging people to take the man instead. It was pathetic, sad, pitiful, and it left all with a disturbing sense of pride.

‘Serves her right,’ they all thought, only speaking it aloud once they were sheltered within their own walls.

They weren’t wrong though, you did look and feel wholly pathetic. On the verge of tears, begging people you loathed to help you, and right in front of the poor, confused man who was at no more fault than you. It wasn’t your best moment.

Thus, the journey to Mira’s was awkward if anything. You strode a few paces ahead, mind foggy and emotions scattered like confetti. Mira made a comfortable wall between you and the man, who brought up the rear, taking in his surroundings with curiosity and a weird sense of familiarity.

Nobody dared say anything, not that there was much to talk about at the moment. Tensions were running high, and a calm, quiet, middle ground was needed before any successful conversations were to be had.

You couldn’t help the slight tears pricking at your lash line, threatening to spill over any second. It made you feel dumb, crying over something as if you were a child who didn’t get their way.

But the thought of spending the rest of your life otherworldly attached to a person you’ve never met before was terrifying. It has always been you on your own. You have enough struggles as it is. Oh, how mother will get a kick out of this.

Your mind wondered if she would even understand what was going on. She’d been in the home on the east side for a few years now, after the dementia got to be too much for you to deal with alone. She’s doing better there anyways, and it wasn’t like you weren’t unaccustomed to going it solo anyways.

Your head slowly swiveled back to catch a quick glimpse of the man behind you. He was swinging his head side to side, back and forth, taking in everything like a puppy. His clothes, now that you were looking, were very outdated, things you’d never seen before except in history books or century dramas on Netflix. He didn’t look real. Another irony, you guess.

Before you could turn back and focus on the road ahead of you, his eyes shot down to catch yours. He didn’t seem scared, upset, or even worried. In fact, he looked almost sympathetic. It probably had to do with the terrified expression you had a hard time fighting every time he caught your gaze. The heat crept up your neck quickly and you shot your head forward to get away from his stare.

Before you knew it, you were standing shoulder to shoulder with the man as Mira unlocked and swung her front door open. The porch creaked under your weight as you shifted to gain some space, the nervousness making you antsy and unable to stand still. He didn’t seem to notice you move away from him, but you weren’t about to look at him and check.

Once inside, you placed yourself in one of the large wicker dining chairs you occupied often during long debates with Mira over the years. Her house was quaint and quite charming. A decent size, especially for her living alone, and giving off a rustic, bohemian air that made it feel homey to even the most distant of strangers.

Speaking of strangers, it was an odd sight to say the least, watching the tall man cross the room stiffly, dropping down onto the velvet couch with a sigh. The humanness he possessed after being rock only a few hours ago was unsettling. You don’t know what you expected him to act like, but then again, any expectations were out the window and 100 miles downwind by now.

Considering how off-put you are by the whole thing, it both amazed and scared you how easy it was for your gaze to linger over him. What it was that pulled you to him, you couldn’t put your finger on- no, you didn’t want to put your finger on in fear of the implications. The longer you were in his presence, though, the more curious you became. And we all know how curiosity plays out, just ask the cat.

Again, as if you both really were connected in some fantastical way, his eyes instantly found yours. This time, however, the nervous heat that usually accompanied it vanished. Instead, locking eyes almost brought an innate sense of peace within you; comfort.

“So, would either of you like some tea?” Mira’s way of easing the awkward air quickly broke the two of you from...whatever that was, and it immediately threw you back on edge. Grabbing the edge of the chair till your knuckles paled, your voice took on a defensive tone.

“ I’d like to know what the hell is going on.” Laced with a sharp venom you weren’t even aware you were capable of, the statement immediately caught all attentions, air increasing in its thickness instead of dissipating like Mira had hoped.

You couldn’t bring yourself to look back at the man, so instead you focused all of your negative energy, unfairly, on Mira. Her face twisted into an uncomfortable grimace as she thought of the best way to talk you down from your growing agitation, but before she could speak, a light chuckle wafted through the tiny room.

That snapped both of your heads towards Mr. post-statue.

Even with both of your uncomfortable gazes, he didn’t seem affected. It wasn’t like he couldn’t read the room, or understand the gravity of the situation. It was more like he had this innate sense of optimism; that everything was going to work out and he just didn’t see the point in getting so serious.

“I think it’s pretty obvious what’s going on.” You wouldn’t say you were surprised by the soft, honey-tone of his voice, or that you were entranced by it, but if you were to deny, you’d be utterly lying to yourself.

Maybe there was more to this soulmate thing than just waking him up and living ‘happily ever after’. Was it possible there were physical and psychological changes that came along with it? It doesn’t seem too far fetched considering the events that have taken place today. At this point, anything could happen and you wouldn’t be any more surprised. Maybe it’s the shock talking.

“What?” Once you said it, you want to take it back. God, could you sound any dumber? The first thing you say directly to him, and it’s an idiotic reiteration that makes you sound like you can’t infer from context clues and common-freaking-sense what he means.

A quick urge to bury yourself somewhere far away from here shoots through your being, but it’s not a look of disdain that you are met with, but a sweet, soft, smile. It’s not that he seems to pity you in any way, but that somehow knows exactly what you’re feeling without you having to say it. Although, now that you’ve realized it, that small sense of fright wiggles in the back of your mind. A stranger should not be able to read you as easily as he is.

“If I’m awake, it means the spell is broken.”

You stare at him as his face lights up, as if remembering something wonderful; a long lost memory just now recalled.

Suddenly, he bolts up, coming straight for you. Despite your heart protesting, your body starts, pushing yourself as far against the chair and curling tight to protect yourself. As you flinch, your eyes shut and you suck a quick breath in. Like being charged by a fearsome beast, you react in such a way that you don’t even have to open your eyes to know the affect.

The footsteps stop instantly, and when you do open your eyes, you see the man frozen in place, face paled and arms limp at his sides. He was only a few feet away, but even when he shortened the distance between you, he suddenly felt further away now than before.

The guilt of reacting in such a way was a feeling you weren’t accustomed to, and you couldn’t lie that you felt worse after seeing the pained expression on his face.

He slowly backed his way back to the couch, lowering down onto it while avoiding your gaze. Strange how quickly it went from you avoiding his, to him avoiding yours.

“I’m sorry...I know...I know how scary this must be, and I shouldn’t have gotten so excited,” he started, voice low and cautious, like he was afraid to scare you again. Seeing the hurt in his eyes and hearing the strain in his voice affected you more than it should.

Carefully, your body returned to its original position, unfurling to show him that you weren’t afraid of him. You don’t know why it was suddenly so important for you to assure him but it was a natural reaction you didn’t think twice about.

Brown eyes once again catching your own, you tried your best to give him an apathetic smile, something to rid his beautiful features of that sorrow you inadvertently caused. When his eyes shone with a newly-gained light as the corner of his mouth upturned the slightest bit to return your gesture, you knew that no matter the insanity of this situation, you’d probably do just about anything to keep that smile on his face.

“I just never thought this would happen.” A slight pink hue rises to the apples of his cheeks and it takes a strong part of you to hold yourself together and not swoon at how adorable he looked.

“That what would happen?” Mira speaks up and reminds you that you are, in fact, not alone and you recompose yourself.

The man clears his throat and despite the increasing blush on his cheeks, he manages to look from Mira back to you, bringing his hand up to scratch the back of his neck.

“That my soulmate would find me.” This time it’s you whose blushing, the heat creeping up and spreading to every part of your body. The implications of being a soulmate, let alone to someone you don’t know, made the uneasiness resurface. Even though you felt a growing warmth for this random man, you weren’t about to throw your inhibitions out the window all for the sake of being ‘soulmates.’

As cliché-fairy-tale-garbage as this whole thing seems, you weren’t some dim-witted damsel who’d fall for a man she just met.

“Maybe you should start with introductions, stave off the soulmate thing for a moment.” Mira sends you an understanding smile, knowing that you’d lack the frame of mind to conduct this conversation without her assistance.

A breath you hadn’t known you’d been holding escapes your lips in a relieved sigh. Turning back to the man, you muster up enough courage to rise from your seat, cross the wooden floor, and stop before him. Shaking slightly, your right hand reaches out to rest midair in front of him, fingers open and waiting.

“I’m Y/N.”

He looks at your fingers, then up at you, then fingers again. Slowly, his hand approaches yours, gliding softly against the pads of your fingertips before lightly grasping your hand in his. Before you can signal your arm to start a shaking motion, he brings your hand towards him and delicately places a soft kiss to the skin of your knuckles. You can feel his lips curl into a smile against your skin, and suddenly it feels like the Sahara desert in the sweltering summer months.

“My name is Seokjin. It’s nice to finally meet you, Y/N.”

To Be Continued...

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A.N., 

 This part is more-so an establishing piece. I know not much goes on plot-wise, but I needed to develop the dynamic before any of the juicy bits can happen. I hope you all understand and like this newest edition to the story. I originally planned this to be a 3 part series, but there will definitely be more than 3 parts, oops. I hope you all stick around for the ride, and thank you for all the love and support!💜

-Moonie🌙

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I never get political, especially on Tumblr, but this has been sitting with me for a while now and I thought I might as well share. I will apologize in advance to anyone who does not appreciate this kind of post, I will be back to regularly scheduled programming afterwards, but I needed to get this off my chest.

DISCLAIMER: This is just my opinion, PLEASE feel free to discuss and add in the comments, I love hearing different views and ideas; this is a safe space to constructively discuss.

Food For Thought:

With everything that’s been going on in the world, more specifically in America for far too long, I think it’s important to remember this: EQUALITY BEGINS WITH EDUCATION.

Public schools nationwide are constantly losing funding or getting their budgets cut, making it nearly impossible for children to get a quality education. Education is the key to EVERYTHING. No child, no matter their race, sexual orientation, socioeconomic status, etc. should be denied an equal right to a quality education.

Education is so so so important, and it’s so often looked over and disregarded. It is mandatory for every child to receive an education; you can’t be a teacher without an education, you can’t be an astronaut without education, you can’t be mayor, a congressman/woman, PRESIDENT without education.

If we want to bring the people of this country together, we need to start at the beginning. If every child, EVERY CHILD, was given the chance to an EQUAL, QUALITY education, children of every color, shape, size, etc. would grow up side by side and have access to the same opportunities.

So many POC live in areas where public school funding is almost non-existent. If we don’t start every child off with the same foundation, how do we expect them to ever be on equal ground?

So, if you can, raise your voice for equal and quality education. We need equal, quality funding for public schools nationwide. If you’re truly passionate about educating the people of tomorrow, pursue a career in education if you have the ability to do so. Children learn from what they see, hear, and are exposed to. You can make a difference!

We can argue, fight, etc. all we want as adults, and that can bring about some change, but the true change will be seen in our children.

Raise Equality. Educate Equality. We’re all human beings.

NOTE: IF YOU HAVE THE ABILITY, PLEASE USE YOUR VOICE DURING THIS NEXT ELECTION. BE HEARD, MAKE A CHANGE.

SOCIAL DISTANCING - STUFF FOR YOU TO DO AT HOME!

I literally can’t stress enough how important it is to stay home at this time if you are able to. We need to stop this bitch of a virus from spreading as much as we can. Do your part, be a goddamn hero. All you’re being asked to do is stay the fuck home. If you have to go to work, take all necessary measures, and stay safe. Anyways I was thinking of stuff to do while we are all home, and came up with a list I thought could be helpful, so here we go!

Spring clean your entire house.

Clean out and organize your wardrobe.

Try out different outfits so that you’ll have new options once you can go out again.

Organize your documents. 

Tackle those taxes you’ve been needing to do.

Clean out your computer files.

Clean your makeup brushes.

Declutter expired makeup while you’re at it.

Organize your skincare products!

Try some of the face masks you’ve been hoarding.

Do a hair mask.

Follow that makeup tutorial you’ve seen on youtube but was too lazy to try.

Take selfies of that makeup look to register it bc you ain’t going anywhere.

Read that book you hadn’t had the time to start. Hell, read a whole book series.

Binge watch tv shows on netflix, amazon prime, hulu, disney+, or whatever floats your boat.

Learn a new skill online.

Take up a new hobby.

Try at home yoga/pilates, by following youtube videos or downloading an app.

Get some writing done. 

Learn new recipes, attempt cooking/baking out of your comfort zone.

Play with your dog.

Learn how to dance??!! By following youtube tutorials.

Learn a new language through duolingo or a similar app.

Play boardgames with your family.

Or play a videogame.

Put some music on, light a scented candle and try to meditate (there’s apps you can use for instructions).

Go to your backyard or your balcony and soak in some sunlight.

If you have none of the above, open your windows and let the sun in.

Try different diys (make some slime idk what the kids are doing these days).

Facetime with your family/friends.

Start a bullet journal.

If you have the space, take up gardening.

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Character Abilities #5

Elemental Powers

General

Atmokinesis: Control and manipulate the weather by mixing water, ice, fire, air, earth, and electricity/lightning 

Powers Related to Ice

Freeze Breath: Freeze things in solid ice

Cryokinesis: Control ice, snow, and other forms of frozen water

Freezing: Lower the temperature in kinetic atoms to freezing temperatures

Frigokinesis: Control snow that is on the ground or as precipitation 

Ice Mimicry: Have a body made up of ice

Ice Beam: Shoot beams of freezing energy

Ice Generation: Generate ice

Ice Absorption: Absorb ice

Powers Related to Water

Elemental power of water

Water Generation

Scald Generation: Power to generate boiling liquids

Liquification: Ability to turn partially or completely into a liquid

Water and moisture manipulation: Ability to control, generate or absorb water

Plant manipulation

Powers Related to Fire

Fire Breathing

Heat Resistance/Thermal Resistance

Elemental power of fire

Fraxikinesis: Manipulate burnt matter

Geo-Thermokinesis: Manipulate, control, and create lava, magma and volcanoes

Electric manipulation

Microwave manipulation: The ability to convert ambient electromagnetic energy into microwaves and manipulate it into various effects such as heat, light, and radiation

Heat vision

Powers Related to Earth

Granulation: Ability to turn things into sand

Halokinesis: Control and manipulate salt

Hyalokinesis: Control and manipulate glass

Elemental power of Earth

Powers Related to Air

Aerokinesis: Manipulation of air, wind, and gas

Aeroportation: Teleport using wind currents

Air Mimicry: Ability to transform into a cloud of gas, fog, or mist

Sublimation: Ability to transform into a gaseous, mist, or fog-like from

Deoxygenation: Suck up all the oxygen from a place

Lung Adaptation: Ability to breathe anywhere

Wind Generation: Create blasts of wind

Air Generation

Flight: Have the ability to fly at will

Levitation: The ability to make anything rise up in the air and move around under your control

Elemental power of air

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