[drabbles] 2 super self-indulgent AUs for 2 fandoms;
bangtan, bee and puppycat!au;
- jimin is bee, yoongi is puppy cat, hoseok is deckard, seokjin is cas, jungkook is the newly introduced cardamon, and taehyung would have otherwise had no role so he got wallace. i didn't mention tempbot at all so since there's a member of bangtan left over he can be namjoon.
kind, but a little foolish | 382w | gen
use the sword as a sword.
The truth is, Jimin is pretty much a stranger to all kinds of martial arts involving actual weaponry other than his fists. He can wield a spatula well enough in the kitchen and is killer at using a whisk at Seokjin’s orders when he and Hoseok attempt to bake, but the truth is, when it comes to things like swords, he’s left at a real disadvantage.
Which brings him to this current predicament.
Use the sword, Yoongi tells him, and his voice still sounds like something out of a reject music box, no matter how angry he sounds. Jimin needs to tell him this later.
Later, when they’re not about to get potentially skewered and eaten by the monster that’s just emerged from Taehyung’s initial whale form. “Taehyungie,” Jimin pleads, in between continuous usage of his signature Park Jimin Warcry™, “I asked you whether you wanted a snack or a nap, I asked you, Taehyung, a tantrum is not what you should be pulling on me right now-“
The smacks of the sword against the monster get louder, and Yoongi’s frustration radiates from his furry form in a haze that flies over Jimin’s head. Use the sword as a sword! Yoongi grumbles loudly, and Jimin wonders at the clang of metal against monster body if he’d have made a good blacksmith or handyman in his past life.
“It’s my job to fix your toilet problems,” Jimin can imagine Jungkook saying something like that to him if Jimin were to go to him with prospects of helping out with apartment maintenance in exchange for rent, “Now get out, I need more room to fix things.”
More room, Jimin thinks, suddenly, and he jumps back, Yoongi’s claws digging into his shoulders as he lets out another musical wail, and then Jimin sends the sword flying.
-
Warcry? You sounded like a dying cat-
“-you mean a dying puppy cat!”
Jimin. Next time just use the damn sword.
“Hmm? Okay… Hey… have I ever told you that your voice sounds like a reject shop music box? Like a cute little dollar shop music box that somehow just sounds wrong-nghfhfg, Yoongi-okay, okay, I’ll shut up, don’t try to smother me in the couch cushions okay, god, who would feed you then.”
ikon, the librarians!au
- yunhyeong is flynn, hanbin is colonel baird, jinhwan is jenkins, donghyuk is cassandra, junhwe is jacob, and because ezekiel is charming and bobby is charming, it is only natural to me to cast him in the master-thief role. kinda.
the galaxy in your eyes | 850w | dongbob if you squint
magic has three parts: the power to change reality, focus to direct that change, and an effect-that change in the real world.
Magic has three parts, and all have to do with change, Yunhyeong had repeated to Donghyuk, before their training had really begun, when Donghyuk was still reeling from the knowledge that suddenly made sense, the blur of colours and tastes in his mind made clear to him after years of headaches and confusion. All of it somehow connected to the flow of magic running rampant in the world. It’s up to you to believe them-to believe and make the changes you want to see.
It’s easier said than done, what when Donghyuk is sent off by Jinhwan only to be stranded in the middle of Area 51, stuck in a warehouse with only Bobby and Junhwe for company. Hanbin had told them to stay put when they got there so that he could scope out the layout of the floor, but there wasn’t really anything Hanbin could do as a Guardian of wannabe Librarians, especially not when he himself had gotten half-stuck in the wormhole Jinhwan had created to send them to the warehouse in the first place. Donghyuk is only glad that it’s Hanbin’s lower-half sticking unhelpfully out of the doors of a filing cabinet a few feet away from them. Jinhwan should be able to deal with Hanbin’s wriggly torso and bossy mouth for the few hours needed for the three of them to complete the job.
So now there’s three and a half of them in the warehouse standing around Pandora’s Box: a phD owning lounge singer, a synaesthetic retail store clerk, and a conman.
“That’s illusionist, to you,” Bobby had told him when they’d first met, a wicked gleam in his eye as he passed Donghyuk back the wallet he hadn’t even noticed was gone. Donghyuk had snatched it back quickly, and Junhwe huffed by his side.
“Is that what they call a pickpocket these days,” Junhwe had mumbled, but Bobby only wiggled his eyebrows in response as he handed back Junhwe’s pilfered watch.
Donghyuk, against better instinct, was intrigued from the moment they’d met. “So what exactly does an illusionist do?”
“I get people to see what they want,” Bobby had started, hesitant, but voice unfaltering, “It’s just that most times, the only thing they get to see is in line with what I want.”
With a wave of his hand, Bobby had put the magnetic security tag back on Hanbin’s hat as an example.
“Charming,” Hanbin said dryly, and that was that for introductions.
Donghyuk is broken out of his reverie when Bobby speaks, eyes level with the lid of the Box and inspecting it closely. “So, some box huh.”
“Hmm,” Junhwe hums, seemingly more interested in his nails than the reality of being there in the warehouse with them, and Hanbin’s legs kick petulantly behind them, knocking over a few boxes in the process.
Bobby continues his inspection, “I don’t get it. This thing doesn’t look like it’s been open for years.”
“Well it has let out all the terrible things in life and all that jazz,” Junhwe states with a wave of his hand, “Zeus kinda wanted that to happen, you know, knew Pandora would be curious because he let his children give that to her, that yearning for knowledge of the unknown, and he knew she would open it.”
“If everything is out there and everyone knows about them, the pain and the suffering, disease and war and death, what’s left to it then? Why are we here?” Donghyuk blurts out, unable to to keep his annoyance from showing, the headache building between his temples and the cramped space between boxes and cabinets affecting him more than it should. This is a place where magic runs free, and Donghyuk can’t find clarity in the symbols at all.
“Maybe,” Bobby sounds awed, and his eyes are open wide, “Maybe we weren’t sent here to try and put all of those things back in, but to let something out.”
Bobby has Junhwe’s emergency toolkit in his hands, tools almost too large and clunky to be used on such an amazing artefact covered in pearl and tortoise shell, dials and paper-thin discs spread across the surface in intricate patterns waiting to be decoded and made sense of. The ache in Donghyuk’s head changes, and something sparks within him. A bell chime of sound explodes and spreads colour across his vision, as if the Big Bang had spread across his chest.
“Hope,” Donghyuk breathes, and the taste of the word is honey-sweet in his mouth.
Don’t think about what you know-just go with what you feel, Yunhyeong’s advice echoes at the back of Donghyuk’s mind, and amidst the chaos of runes and constellations running through his head, he focuses on the rush of emotions at the touch of Bobby’s fingers wrapped around his wrist, pulling him closer to the Box, the mess of all of his senses working in tandem. Bobby’s eyes are behind a burst of stars in his vision, the expression on his face a roguish smile behind the vertices of Orion, and Donghyuk closes his eyes and feels.
further notes:
- srly JUST IMAGINE YOONGI AS PUPPYCAT LMAO
- 'magic has three parts..' quote taken from jenkins in episode 3 of the librarians.
- idk why i wrote this but basically the librarians show is about smart people and donghyuk is smart so this just. happened.
- my knowledge of synaesthesia and greek mythology comes from pop-culture and wikipedia.
- tl;dr - idk what i’m doing but i just watched episode 3 of this show today so have this implied dongbob thing.
+ titles from two arashi songs lol. 優しくって少しバカ and 瞳の中のGALAXY.
- jimin is bee, yoongi is puppy cat, hoseok is deckard, seokjin is cas, jungkook is the newly introduced cardamon, and taehyung would have otherwise had no role so he got wallace. i didn't mention tempbot at all so since there's a member of bangtan left over he can be namjoon.
kind, but a little foolish | 382w | gen
use the sword as a sword.
The truth is, Jimin is pretty much a stranger to all kinds of martial arts involving actual weaponry other than his fists. He can wield a spatula well enough in the kitchen and is killer at using a whisk at Seokjin’s orders when he and Hoseok attempt to bake, but the truth is, when it comes to things like swords, he’s left at a real disadvantage.
Which brings him to this current predicament.
Use the sword, Yoongi tells him, and his voice still sounds like something out of a reject music box, no matter how angry he sounds. Jimin needs to tell him this later.
Later, when they’re not about to get potentially skewered and eaten by the monster that’s just emerged from Taehyung’s initial whale form. “Taehyungie,” Jimin pleads, in between continuous usage of his signature Park Jimin Warcry™, “I asked you whether you wanted a snack or a nap, I asked you, Taehyung, a tantrum is not what you should be pulling on me right now-“
The smacks of the sword against the monster get louder, and Yoongi’s frustration radiates from his furry form in a haze that flies over Jimin’s head. Use the sword as a sword! Yoongi grumbles loudly, and Jimin wonders at the clang of metal against monster body if he’d have made a good blacksmith or handyman in his past life.
“It’s my job to fix your toilet problems,” Jimin can imagine Jungkook saying something like that to him if Jimin were to go to him with prospects of helping out with apartment maintenance in exchange for rent, “Now get out, I need more room to fix things.”
More room, Jimin thinks, suddenly, and he jumps back, Yoongi’s claws digging into his shoulders as he lets out another musical wail, and then Jimin sends the sword flying.
-
Warcry? You sounded like a dying cat-
“-you mean a dying puppy cat!”
Jimin. Next time just use the damn sword.
“Hmm? Okay… Hey… have I ever told you that your voice sounds like a reject shop music box? Like a cute little dollar shop music box that somehow just sounds wrong-nghfhfg, Yoongi-okay, okay, I’ll shut up, don’t try to smother me in the couch cushions okay, god, who would feed you then.”
ikon, the librarians!au
- yunhyeong is flynn, hanbin is colonel baird, jinhwan is jenkins, donghyuk is cassandra, junhwe is jacob, and because ezekiel is charming and bobby is charming, it is only natural to me to cast him in the master-thief role. kinda.
the galaxy in your eyes | 850w | dongbob if you squint
magic has three parts: the power to change reality, focus to direct that change, and an effect-that change in the real world.
Magic has three parts, and all have to do with change, Yunhyeong had repeated to Donghyuk, before their training had really begun, when Donghyuk was still reeling from the knowledge that suddenly made sense, the blur of colours and tastes in his mind made clear to him after years of headaches and confusion. All of it somehow connected to the flow of magic running rampant in the world. It’s up to you to believe them-to believe and make the changes you want to see.
It’s easier said than done, what when Donghyuk is sent off by Jinhwan only to be stranded in the middle of Area 51, stuck in a warehouse with only Bobby and Junhwe for company. Hanbin had told them to stay put when they got there so that he could scope out the layout of the floor, but there wasn’t really anything Hanbin could do as a Guardian of wannabe Librarians, especially not when he himself had gotten half-stuck in the wormhole Jinhwan had created to send them to the warehouse in the first place. Donghyuk is only glad that it’s Hanbin’s lower-half sticking unhelpfully out of the doors of a filing cabinet a few feet away from them. Jinhwan should be able to deal with Hanbin’s wriggly torso and bossy mouth for the few hours needed for the three of them to complete the job.
So now there’s three and a half of them in the warehouse standing around Pandora’s Box: a phD owning lounge singer, a synaesthetic retail store clerk, and a conman.
“That’s illusionist, to you,” Bobby had told him when they’d first met, a wicked gleam in his eye as he passed Donghyuk back the wallet he hadn’t even noticed was gone. Donghyuk had snatched it back quickly, and Junhwe huffed by his side.
“Is that what they call a pickpocket these days,” Junhwe had mumbled, but Bobby only wiggled his eyebrows in response as he handed back Junhwe’s pilfered watch.
Donghyuk, against better instinct, was intrigued from the moment they’d met. “So what exactly does an illusionist do?”
“I get people to see what they want,” Bobby had started, hesitant, but voice unfaltering, “It’s just that most times, the only thing they get to see is in line with what I want.”
With a wave of his hand, Bobby had put the magnetic security tag back on Hanbin’s hat as an example.
“Charming,” Hanbin said dryly, and that was that for introductions.
Donghyuk is broken out of his reverie when Bobby speaks, eyes level with the lid of the Box and inspecting it closely. “So, some box huh.”
“Hmm,” Junhwe hums, seemingly more interested in his nails than the reality of being there in the warehouse with them, and Hanbin’s legs kick petulantly behind them, knocking over a few boxes in the process.
Bobby continues his inspection, “I don’t get it. This thing doesn’t look like it’s been open for years.”
“Well it has let out all the terrible things in life and all that jazz,” Junhwe states with a wave of his hand, “Zeus kinda wanted that to happen, you know, knew Pandora would be curious because he let his children give that to her, that yearning for knowledge of the unknown, and he knew she would open it.”
“If everything is out there and everyone knows about them, the pain and the suffering, disease and war and death, what’s left to it then? Why are we here?” Donghyuk blurts out, unable to to keep his annoyance from showing, the headache building between his temples and the cramped space between boxes and cabinets affecting him more than it should. This is a place where magic runs free, and Donghyuk can’t find clarity in the symbols at all.
“Maybe,” Bobby sounds awed, and his eyes are open wide, “Maybe we weren’t sent here to try and put all of those things back in, but to let something out.”
Bobby has Junhwe’s emergency toolkit in his hands, tools almost too large and clunky to be used on such an amazing artefact covered in pearl and tortoise shell, dials and paper-thin discs spread across the surface in intricate patterns waiting to be decoded and made sense of. The ache in Donghyuk’s head changes, and something sparks within him. A bell chime of sound explodes and spreads colour across his vision, as if the Big Bang had spread across his chest.
“Hope,” Donghyuk breathes, and the taste of the word is honey-sweet in his mouth.
Don’t think about what you know-just go with what you feel, Yunhyeong’s advice echoes at the back of Donghyuk’s mind, and amidst the chaos of runes and constellations running through his head, he focuses on the rush of emotions at the touch of Bobby’s fingers wrapped around his wrist, pulling him closer to the Box, the mess of all of his senses working in tandem. Bobby’s eyes are behind a burst of stars in his vision, the expression on his face a roguish smile behind the vertices of Orion, and Donghyuk closes his eyes and feels.
further notes:
- srly JUST IMAGINE YOONGI AS PUPPYCAT LMAO
- 'magic has three parts..' quote taken from jenkins in episode 3 of the librarians.
- idk why i wrote this but basically the librarians show is about smart people and donghyuk is smart so this just. happened.
- my knowledge of synaesthesia and greek mythology comes from pop-culture and wikipedia.
- tl;dr - idk what i’m doing but i just watched episode 3 of this show today so have this implied dongbob thing.
+ titles from two arashi songs lol. 優しくって少しバカ and 瞳の中のGALAXY.