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kiachiako · 2 years

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before your eyes | j.jh

pairing | jaehyun x female!reader

synopsis | being the new muse to a mysterious artist was never on your winter agenda, but chance encounters might be your new favorite thing.

content | artist!jaehyun, au, fluff

wc | 1.7k

song | pink + white — frank ocean

a/n | first post :)) v self indulgent

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— December 20.

Art makes people feel things.

You stand stoic in front of a glaring canvas, your hand swirling a blood-red wine as your mouth twitches from its bitter taste.

There are few things that truly make you feel.

You stare at the painting in front of you with an expressionless mien, eyes trained on the intricate scene unveiled before you as you raises your glass once more.

In reality, the piece makes you unsettled in a way that you've never experienced before. Your surroundings become too crisp, too saturated, too lonely. The low chatter of the exhibition opening grows abnormally piercing, and you can feel the heartbeat in your ears and the organs within your ribcage. It's as if you're discovering a new emotion for the first time, your mind withering under the pointed gazes of acrylic figures.

Your wine tremors in its vessel.

Before you can turn away — you feel as if you'll be physically drained of your consciousness if you stand before such a gut-wrenching piece any longer — a figure steps up quietly beside you. You glance at him, eyes lingering on the side of his face a bit longer than intended as his view stays trained on the art before them.

"It's quite captivating, isn't it," he starts, startling you for a moment before nodding to the painting. He still doesn't look at you.

You give a small hum in agreement, hesitant about how to reply to this stranger. It isn't everyday that another decides to approach you so unprompted, let alone one with a gaze that seems to pull people in with unwavering confidence.

"What do you think the artist is trying to express?" he whispers, tilting his head towards you as if keeping a horrid secret from the rest of the gallery viewers. You hesitate slightly before replying.

"I think... I think they're trying to convey the tragedy of life itself," you say hesitantly, the man next to raising his eyebrows slightly at your word choice. "Or rather, the tragedy that is one's inner child. It's like the artist is trying to show a person's true form, especially through the painting's illusions and how they're employed. The mirror on the side? It's like," you gulp as you glance across the painting's aesthetic order once again, "the reflection represents the feeling of being emotionally and physically unattached, especially because the viewer can see images portrayed outside the figures' view in the mirror."

The man remains silent.

It's a long, awkward silence, although the smalltalk and stifled hum of classical music trapses on in the background. You watch with intrigue as he pulls a thin sticky note and gold-plated pen out of his suit jacket's pocket. Using his palm as a flat surface, he slowly spells out a short message on the paper before handing it to you.

Your eyes scan over its contents:

Stranger —

I've been looking for a "muse," per se.

I find you interesting. I have a feeling that we could help each other.

Up for it?

Café Fledermaus, 1048 5th Avenue. DEC 23rd, 3pm.

— J.

You mull over its words, head clouded in confusion.

Muse? For what? Isn't it dangerous to meet with strangers?

But every friend starts as a stranger. Maybe just this once...

As you stand frozen, the man next to you observes the small description plaque next to the painting in front of him; a small smile graces his face as he scans over his own name.

You look up to question him, but there's no man beside you anymore.

Just like that, he's gone.

— December 23.

Curiosity is an awful thing.

It's 2:42 pm on a misty, dark Sunday afternoon, and you hover in the foyer of your apartment with your shoes dangling precariously between your fingers; the shining Mary Janes define the line between said curiosity and the growing urge to run back to bed and binge old Wes Anderson films.

Your studio roommate urges you to go with a push, pointed to the front door with frustration.

"Trust me. I haven't seen you talk to a single new person in like, what, 3 months?" the exasperated girl asks, waving her hands around in emphasis. "I know you don't like the process of getting to know people — it took two years for you to even tell me where your hometown is — but meeting a stranger in a crowded café can't be that bad. Just go for it, you've literally got nothing to lose."

With hesitancy in your every movement, you takes your roommate's words to heart and offer a shaky smile, reaching for the doorknob before a change of mind occurs.

Just do it. He wants you as a muse? Do it.

Before the devil on your shoulder can stop you, you force yourself outside. The harsh breeze nips at your skin and swirls around your purse, picking up your hair in the wade. You tighten your scarf with the chill as you walk away from your brownstone.

At exactly five past three, you're hit with the strong aroma of French espresso and golden warmth as you step inside the timely café. Your eyes scan the gold sprinkled room in search of a not-so-familiar face.

You catch sight of him a minute later, his gaze trained out the third floor window into bustling 5th Avenue. He looks as if he were a wax figure encapsulating the 1900s in modern form, complete with tussled hair and a tweed suit jacket thrown over his shoulders. His lips are stained crimson, the culprit being a cherry lollipop situated between his pointer and middle finger.

You make your way past busy waiters and parting guests, fur coats and newspaper boy hats joining you in their flurrying journey across the shop.

The man who's called you here glances up as you slide into the seat across from him, swirling his lollipop in black coffee until the candied stick is drenched in caffeine.

"So," he starts, leaning forward in his seat and taking a sip of the inky liquid, "you came."

You nod slowly.

Noting your silence, the man continues.

"I'm just going to get straight to the point. I'm an artist — type not relevant — and my creative fund has been spent to its demise. I need inspiration in the form of my favorite subject: human nature." He grins, pointing his lollipop at you. "And you, dear, are the perfect candidate."

You stare at him.

"I can see that you're not much of a talker either, but we can work around that," he offers, clapping his hands together. "I want an acquaintanceship in which we don't have to tell each other anything. Hell, you can even lie to me about yourself if you really want to."

You perk up at that sentence.

"Nothing personal?" You speak up for the first time to him.

"Nothing personal," he confirms. "I'll do it too."

"So I just... no name? Or do I lie about that as well? I'm a bit confused."

He smiles before looking down.

"It's better for us to be dishonest with each other," the man replies. "I don't like attachment."

Ouch...

...wait.

Isn't that a good thing?

You scold yourself mentally as you looks out of the window. This is the most ideal "friendship" that could exist for your personality, yet something in you hesitates to agree to his proposition face to face. Sure, you could be the inspiration for an artist — and that in itself is utterly fascinating — and you could utilize these interactions for your own good, but in the long term, wouldn't this be detrimental to your own mentality?

After a few seconds of pure silence, you decide that you're willing to take that risk and find out.

"I'll do it," you say finally, looking back at him.

The man across from you lets a brilliant grin overtake his face, holding out his hand for you to shake. You return it with a smile of your own, your figures leaning over the coffee table in tandem.

It's only as the two of you stand outside the café and brave the cold, a cigarette clamped tightly between his almost-blue fingers, does he ask for your name. He turns to you again as you stare out into the cracked cement streets of the city, your clutch held tensely in front of you.

"You don't have to tell me the truth," he starts, blowing out a ring of smoke, "but what should I call you?"

You realize only then that you've never properly addressed each other in your two times of meeting. Contemplating whether to tell him your real name or not, you decide on the former. After all, if you're going to lie a hell of a lot from here on, at least there will be one truth in your relationship.

"Y/N," you say softly. "You can call me Y/N."

"Well, Y/N. You," the man replies, "you can call me Jae."

— March 22.

"I told you already. I'm the daughter of a gallery curator," you laugh out, recognizing that the man next to you always nods incredulously at what you says - even if it's the cold, hard truth. You've somehow found a way to forge a deeper connection than what both of you intended. Both of your eyes shine differently now when you tell a fib to each other, a glimmer that you've been taught to recognize through shared, magical stories and fantastical adventures; they all lead to one laying on the ground in laughter and stitches or a playful shove to the arm ("Pirates? Now you're just pushing it, Jae! I'll let you go just this once," you said when the two of you had found yourselves on a small cargo ship headed away from the coast, accidentally of course).

So now, as the two of you sit on a blanket overlooking the sunset from a hidden hiking trail, you can only find joy in each other's company without the stress of other things in your lives weighing you down. You can get out of your head for a bit, picking daisies from the grass as Jae paints on your left arm with gleaming white paint. There's no baggage weighing you down, not when you have each other to tell your problems to without the consequence of consequences.

Whatever this man had seen in you in the gallery was a strange twist of nature; it could have gone terribly wrong or stunningly right like all little chances in life.

But of course, no one will know unless they try, right?

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xoxo

#nct #nct127 #nctau #nct x reader #nct fanfic #nct imagine #nct scenarios #nct fic #jaehyun imagines #jaehyun fic #nct fluff #jaehyun x reader #jeong jaehyun

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cantsaythetword · 10 months

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19. Cuddling under the blankets / "Get your feet off me they're freezing!"

For my favorite boys Nick and Charlie💕

I mean Charlie is known to utilize his freezing cold appendages on people all the time, like if that’s not cannon it should be!

Christmas in July - Revenge Served Cold

~A/N - CHRISTMAS IN JULY PART 2 BABEYYYYY!

I swear to god we're all part of a hivemind like this was what was running through my head AS I WROTE THIS PROMPT so thank you !!!!!

And absolutely 100% Charlie is a MENACE with his freezing extremities, especially on Nick.

It is super short but I think it's cute. Hope you like it!

- Enoy! ~

Tag List: @mysterious-marvel

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As a light shower of snow coated the horizon in powder, Nick lay on his couch under the duvet watching telly. Charlie was due to arrive at any moment, but nothing could drag Nick away from the warmth and comfort of his little cocoon. The winter months were his favourite, having the excuse to curl up in a self-made burrito and laze around from morning to night.

To his right, the front door swung open and an absolutely frozen Charlie stumbled into the foyer.

"How's the weather?" Nick taunted, barely moving from his nest. And he didn't have to. He could easily feel the glare that Charlie threw his way.

A soft thud and two small thumps against the floor announced the removal of Charlie's winter outerwear. Once his boots were off (and presumably his socks), Charlie practically sprinted across the floor towards his boyfriend's pile of blankets and tunneled his way inside.

"Hi ChaaaarLIE-!" Nick yelped as two frozen feet pressed against his calves.

"Mmmmm warmmmm..." Charlie sighed contentedly, snuggling further against his boyfriend.

"GET YOUR COLD FEET OFF ME!" Nick screeched, twisting within the confines of his own bounds. Turns out that although tucking himself in had kept the warmth contained, it also created a very effective trap that was practically impossible to escape.

"But Niiiiick..." Charlie whined, holding on for dear life. "You need to warm them uppppp!"

"CHAHAR!" Nick yelped, diving under the covers to pull at his boyfriend's feet.

"Niiiick I'm cohold!" Charlie groaned, giving a slight laugh at the whole situation.

"You know what-." Nick's voice was muffled from under the covers. "Fine."

With his hands already grabbing Charlie's ankles, it was an effortless transition to hold him in an ankle lock and run a few fingers down his sole.

"Nihick wAHAHAIT!" Charlie screeched, kicking his legs (to the best of his ability) and clawing at the blankets with his hands to try and find Nick.

"I gotta warm them up Char!" Nick teased, scratching under Charlie's toes.

"NIHIHICK PLEHEHEASE!"

"Are you warm yet Char? You don't feel warm..."

"OHOHOKAHAHAY I'M SOHOHORRY!" Charlie begged, hands thrown over his face in defeat.

Finally, Nick released his captive and emerged from the depths of blankets strewn across the couch. Though he was still recovering from the lack of oxygen, Charlie leant in towards his boyfriend for a kiss. Nick relaxed, his fingers softly cupping Charlie's shoulders. Charlie let his hands slide up to Nick's neck before-

"CHAHAR!" Nick yelped, his back arching away. "COLD HANDS COLD HANDS COLD HANDS!"

Charlie just laughed.

#fic #mini fic #ask #anon #prompt #prompt fic #heartstopper tickle fic #nick and charlie #nick and charlie tickle fic #crow's christmas in july 2023 #i hope this is ok!!#also i didnt really know how to finish it so idk if it sounds sudden or not 😬

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locitapurplepink · 6 months

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Disney Princess Polls Results So Far 2

I have so much fun making disney princess polls with you guys. Here's the list of winner from each poll posts that I've made

7. Favorite Princess Sofia's winter theme dress

8. Favorite Princess Sofia's storykeeper outfit

9. Favorite Disney princess' friendship with animal buddy

Rapunzel & Pascal

10. Favorite Frozen short movie

Frozen Fever

11. Favorite Frozen movie

Frozen 2013

12. Favorite Princess Sofia's dress (Ahkahuma vs Avalor)

Avalor dress

Note :

There are more poll ideas to come so get ready everyone.

#disney princess #disney polls #poll results #part 2 #sofia the first #disney frozen #princess sofia #princess anna #queen elsa #princess rapunzel #pascal #tangled the series #rapunzel's tangled adventure #rapunzel and pascal #locitapurplepink #disney poll results so far

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spitfire-of-the-sea · 1 year

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Secret Santa entry #1

This is my *very delayed* Secret Santa present! I am very sorry it comes so late, all my timelines were choked to death by work and shifted away from everything we had agreed upon. I hope you can forgive me, I am really very sorry! @onepiece-blorboexchange - I apologize also to you guys for the delay!

@pebbsie - this is for you =) Hongo taking care of Y/N with a cold. It's a bit out there, I hope it's still fun to read and somewhat enjoyable! To compensate for your way too long wait, this is the first present, a second one will follow in the next 1-2 days, once I've double-checked it. =) Merry - very delayed - Christmas! I hope you had happy holidays and that you like this present!

Red Hair Hair Pirates: Hongo Taking care of Y/N with a cold (platonic) Word count: 1.1k Trigger warning: None...? I hope. Only mentions of bodily threat to Shanks, and some cold winter weather.

You sniffled, rubbing the back of your hand over your nose and making your way through the almost hip-high snow. The curses had died on your tongue about a mile ago when the blizzard really hit and instead you did your very best to let the hate fester, to let it burn hot in your chest and urge you onward. It was this very hate that fueled you.

You were hungry, you were wet, and you were about 50% frozen by now. Coincidentally, you also wanted to murder your captain for choosing the coldest cave on the highest mountain on the most brutal winter island as his favorite party base.

Finally you spotted the light of a large campfire brightening a cave entrance and heaved a sigh of relief – you’d finally made it! Food, warmth, and the chance to smack your captain were in sight!

Except, on your next step your foot landed on a patch of ice below all that snow, you lost all traction and your balance on top of that, toppling over into the snow with an undignified squeak.

Thankfully, the snow made for a soft landing. Sadly, it also made for a very cold one, and as you were lying there, your gaze travelling up to the sky, you wondered whether you’d prefer to hack Shank’s other arm off with an axe or rather rip it off with your bare hands to smack him with it.

Hah. At least the stars were beautiful. Or was it hail? It was probably hail, seeing as how it smacked you straight in the face, making you wince. You wiggled your toes and heaved a sigh. Yeah, you had no feeling left in those.

“Hey, Y/N! What are you doing, lying there in the snow?”

Your gaze slid from the sky toward the voice, and you could make out dark blond hair tied up into a short ponytail. You blinked slowly. Hongo stood bent over you, cocking his head to the side. “I thought I heard something…,” he muttered.

“I hate you all,” you said by way of greeting, scowling when a big grin brightened his face.

“Oh, Miss Grumpypants has finally found us, huh? Come on up, you’re getting all wet like this,” he said happily and offered you a hand.

“Miss Grumpypants,” you snapped, “travelled to the nice, warm, cozy summer island that was our meeting point. Only to learn that you didn’t wait for me and left me a message to meet you here.”

“Oh, yeah,” Hongo said and kicked some snow aside when you didn’t grab his hand to make his way toward you. “Some kiddos attacked one of our islands, we had to teach them a lesson. We figured we’d just meet you here.”

“I hate this island,” you muttered and turned your face when another gust of wind smacked you in the face.

Hongo slid his arms below your back and your knees and picked you up as if you weighed nothing. With some consternation you realized that he hadn’t even bothered to put on more than a soft pullover. As if he wasn’t in the middle of a raging blizzard a couple of thousand meters up…

“You promised me a summer island,” you continued. “You promised me cocktails, summer, sun, and…-“ A violent sneeze interrupted you and you slumped deeper into his arms as he carried you inside.

“Don’t be angry at me,” he chuckled, “The boss likes this place.”

“I’ll wax his legs,” you growled.

“That seems a tad brutal,” Hongo replied evenly as he looked you over, frowning. You started to shiver when you entered the cave, the sudden change in warmth driving goosebumps up and down your body.

“I’ll burn his stupid ugly pants,” you continued.

“While he’s in them?” he asked conversationally and sat you down next to him gently. Your legs gave way almost immediately, but he kept his arm around your back and pulled you close as he placed a hand on your forehead.

“Yes,” you confirmed, shivering and closing your eyes, happy to finally be out of the snowstorm. “And then I’ll burn all the backups, too.”

“Cruel but understandable.” Hongo picked you up again and you didn’t even protest. You’d probably fall flat on your face if you tried to continue on your own. “You’re burning up, Y/N. You came all the way up here with a fever, in a raging blizzard. That wasn’t very smart.”

“I’ll put grease on his stupid flip-flops,” you told him and he sighed.

The rest was a blur, you weren’t too sure what was happening – Lucky Roux and Bonk Punch were ushered away when they came to greet you and now safe with your crew, you allowed exhaustion to take over and lull you into a few moments of sleep.

The next time you woke, you were sitting propped up against a few cushions near the fire, a wet cloth on your brow and the feeling of a thousand needles in your feet. Your vision swam into focus and you realized that Hongo was sitting at your feet, his warm hands massaging them gently, urging your blood flow to warm you up more quickly. The needles were the first sign that you were regaining feeling in them and as unpleasant as it was, you know it was a good sign.

You wanted to thank him but sneezed instead.

Hongo looked up and grinned at you. “Relax, Y/N, I’ve got you. You caught a cold, and coming up here in that weather seriously wasn’t the best idea you’ve ever had. Seems like our boss is having a bad influence on you…”

“Hey!” you could hear Shanks call out, but he was somewhere behind you and you didn’t want to turn your head. Knowing him, he’d be by your side in a couple of moments anyways, so you didn’t see the need to bother with that.

“Lucky Roux is making you some soup,” Hongo continued, unperturbed, “and we’ll make sure to get that fever down now, huh?” He gently set your feet down and you wanted to protest, but then he quickly shifted you closer to the fire, and set down next to you, pulling your feet into his lap. He continued the massage, his hands warming your feet up slowly and you let your head drop against his shoulders, relieved to have finally found them all again.

“Eat the soup, and then take the medication I prepared for you,” Hongo muttered quietly. “I don’t want you to take it on an empty stomach. The soup will warm you up, and the medication will make sure you can sleep your fever off in now time.” You nodded and nuzzled into his warmth.

“And then,” he promised, “when you’re back at full power, we’ll see what we can do about those ugly pants, huh?”

#blorboexchange #secret santa #red hair pirates #hongo one piece #platonic fluff #threats of emotional and bodily harm against shanks for picking the worst fucking place to chill #Y/N was promised cocktails and she got a blizzard

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bobapplesimblr · 1 year

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Get to Know Me

(useless info edition!)

I was tagged by @prossims !! Thanks!!

1. What do you have under your bed?

Boxes of winter clothes! Which rn I’ll have to switch out and put the summer clothes in instead.

2. Favorite candy? (be very specific if possible)

Candy candy I like these heart shaped lollipops that I got from the Tiger store (they sell a lot of stuff including house stuff, art supplies, craft supplies, decorations, etc.) that are raspberry flavored. If I can include chocolate then it’s all about the Reeses peanut butter cups yall.

3. Describe your favorite shirt:

I have a few! My favorite shirts/sweaters are:

A dark blue long tshirt that says “L'océan Pacifique” that I got YEAARSSSS ago from Lidl(its similar to Aldi). I like it cause it’s just long enough to be worn as a kind of very short dress, and it helps with my fear of my shirts lifting/ridding up without me noticing, since this one is so long i dont have that problem, and the material is also super soft!

A black tshirt with a funky yellow moon design on it. Again the fabric is really nice and it’s just really comfy for me.

My college hoodie, it’s black and SOOOOO SOFT on the inside. It has a really funky cartoon on the front, it kinda looks like a fish? and its yellow. The hoodies were supposed to be purple cause our class colors were yellow and purple but the purple hoodies would be too expensive so we just went with black. It’s so comfy and it has my nickname on the back. Funnily enough it also says 2021-2022 on the back because thats the year it was printed, and it was also the last year I spent at that school!

this super comfy and adorable sweater that is fuzzy on the inside, its blue and has a cute ice and fire bears design on the front and its just so cute. Sadly it’s from a very controversial and terrible brand/seller, but I bought it long before I knew about the problems.

This very long sweater that has a bunch of Disney villains on the front. It’s grey and long and although the fabric is kinda rough on the inside I still love it and think it’s so cool. I got it years ago and in my first year of college I wore it to my animation class and my teacher look at me, chuckled, and said “The shirts animation students wear..” in an amused way, like it made him happy, and I was very happy about that. That teacher was awesome.

5. Are you completely sober rn?

Yes but I have been very drunk before! And it was super fun! A lot of sangria and exactly 1 shot. That shot made my snot turn blue which I didn’t know could happen!!! The shot was also blue btw. But honestly I just love sangria so much. And wine. It’s so good

6. What's the one thing that annoys you more than anything?

Being treated like I’m stupid and people that make anything into a joke. I have a very dear friend of mine that makes jokes about everything and anything and almost never takes anything 100% seriously and sometimes it really pisses me off, but I understand they don’t mean any harm, that’s just how they are, but it still gets on my nerves sometimes when I think back to interactions I’ve had with them. But again, they are a very dear friend of mine and I hold no resentment towards them in particular.

7. Have you ever gotten you tongue stuck to a cold pole during winter?

Nope, poles are gross! And I’m pretty sure that getting your tongue stuck on a frozen pole is an american thing.

8. If you could be anywhere in the world right now, where would it be?

;-; I want to be with my baby (bf). I want to hold him and cuddle with him and have comfy movie sessions. We’re a long distance couple.

9. What was the single last word you spoke?

Probably ‘Okay’ ? I was asking my mom if she needed me to defrost anything for dinner and she said no, so I probably says ‘okay’ after that and walked away.

Time to tag people!! >:D I tag @rebouks @simmersofia @salilaoceania @doodle-possum @simmer-rhi and @bastardtrait ! Feel free to ignore this if you don’t want to do this or have done it before :D

#tag game #technically non sims #rambles #text post #get to know me

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campcrow2 · 8 months

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Pajamas and Mittens

Pajamas: describe your favorite pajamas.

So I usually just sleep in some old ratty gym shorts and a shirt. So that’s probably mine. Or sweat pants. I like the idea of a pajama set but….I will strip naked if I’m uncomfortable and those always make me uncomfortable.

Mittens: do you like the snow?

I love the snow to an extent. Like I was literally just telling a friend o love to stay awake later at night when it’s freshly snowing. Where the light of the snow is reflecting everything and even at 2 am it seems lighter and a little more magical. That said I also live in a frozen hell of minnesota where winter lasts 6 months and it sucks after Christmas.

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chelsea-hendrix · 3 months

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January 22nd, 2024

1.) Would you rather live where it is always warm and sunny or always cold and snowy?

2.) Would you rather wear a winter coat at the beach or a swimsuit in the snow?

3.) Would you rather have a pet penguin or a pet polar bear?

4.) Would you rather have ice cream every day for breakfast or hot cocoa with marshmallows for dinner?

5.) Would you rather be an Olympian figure skater or snowboarder?

6.) Would you rather have icicles for hair or a carrot for a nose?

7.) Would you rather see a giant snowman or a tiny yeti?

8.) Would you rather build a snowman or a make a snow angel?

9.) Would you rather go back in time to the ice age or go 100 years into the future?

10.) Would you rather go snowmobiling or snowboarding?

11.) Would you rather play in the snow all day or stay inside by the fire all day?

12.) Would you rather eat dirty snow or a worm? Ugh.

13.) Would you rather wear a snowsuit inside at school or try to do your schoolwork wearing mittens?

14.) Would you rather have the winters or summers off from school?

15.) Would you rather make a family of snowmen or a family of snow angels?

16.) Would you rather spend a week inside of an ice castle or skiing at a ski lodge?

17.) Would you rather spend a day mowing lawns or shoveling snow?

18.) Would you rather read by the fire or have a winter movie marathon night?

19.) Would you rather hoot like a snow owl after every sentence when you talk or growl like a polar bear?

20.) Would you rather build a giant snow fort or have a big snowball fight?

21.) Would you rather play in the snow with shorts on or swim in a pool with a snowsuit on?

22.) Would you rather sled down a giant hill once or spend all day sledding down a small hill?

23.) Would you rather spend a winter vacation in a cabin in the mountains or a summer vacation at the beach?

24.) Would you rather have a narwhal’s tusk or reindeer antlers?

25.) Would you rather have a pillow fight or a snowball fight?

26.) Would you rather go the whole winter without TV or without your favorite food?

27.) Would you rather it snows every day in the winter or rain every day in the summer?

28.) Would you rather have an ice rink in your backyard or a swimming pool?

29.) Would you rather sled down a giant hill or go down a giant waterslide?

30.) Would you rather have fur like a polar bear or feet like a penguin?

31.) Would you rather always be cold or always be hot?

32.) Would you rather hibernate like a bear or never sleep again?

33.) Would you rather build 100 snowmen or shovel 50 driveways?

34.) Would you rather play in the snow for 4 hours or play your favorite sport?

35.) Would you rather wear 3 sweaters or 5 socks on your feet?

36.) Would you rather have skis for feet or mittens for hands?

37.) Would you rather take a family vacation to the North Pole or the South Pole?

38.) Would you rather have the superpower to melt snow or stop raining?

39.) Would you rather have a super cold winter or a super hot summer?

40.) Would you rather skate on a frozen lake or see the Northern Lights?

41.) Would you rather it be so cold your nostrils freeze in the morning or so hot you sweat all day?

42.) Would you rather make paper snowflakes or catch snowflakes on your tongue?

43.) Would you rather go ice fishing or ice skating?

44.) Would you rather only be able to wear a swimsuit for the rest of your life or only be able to wear a snowsuit?

45.) Would you rather have a week of snow days in the winter or an extra week of vacation in the summer?

#Chelsea Hendrix #DS #Optional Task 482 #Ski Trip Event

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daydreamerxo · 3 months

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Would you rather.

1.) Would you rather live where it is always warm and sunny or always cold and snowy? 2.) Would you rather wear a winter coat at the beach or a swimsuit in the snow? 3.) Would you rather have a pet penguin or a pet polar bear? 4.) Would you rather have ice cream every day for breakfast or hot cocoa with marshmallows for dinner? 5.) Would you rather be an Olympian figure skater or snowboarder? 6.) Would you rather have icicles for hair or a carrot for a nose? 7.) Would you rather see a giant snowman or a tiny yeti? 8.) Would you rather build a snowman or a make a snow angel? 9.) Would you rather go back in time to the ice age or go 100 years into the future? 10.) Would you rather go snowmobiling or snowboarding? 11.) Would you rather play in the snow all day or stay inside by the fire all day? 12.) Would you rather eat dirty snow or a worm? 13.) Would you rather wear a snowsuit inside at school or try to do your schoolwork wearing mittens? 14.) Would you rather have the winters or summers off from school? 15.) Would you rather make a family of snowmen or a family of snow angels? 16.) Would you rather spend a week inside of an ice castle or skiing at a ski lodge? 17.) Would you rather spend a day mowing lawns or shoveling snow? 18.) Would you rather read by the fire or have a winter movie marathon night? 19.) Would you rather hoot like a snow owl after every sentence when you talk or growl like a polar bear? 20.) Would you rather build a giant snow fort or have a big snowball fight? 21.) Would you rather play in the snow with shorts on or swim in a pool with a snowsuit on? 22.) Would you rather sled down a giant hill once or spend all day sledding down a small hill? 23.) Would you rather spend a winter vacation in a cabin in the mountains or a summer vacation at the beach? 24.) Would you rather have a narwhal’s tusk or reindeer antlers? 25.) Would you rather have a pillow fight or a snowball fight? 26.) Would you rather go the whole winter without TV or without your favorite food? 27.) Would you rather it snows every day in the winter or rain every day in the summer? 28.) Would you rather have an ice rink in your backyard or a swimming pool? 29.) Would you rather sled down a giant hill or go down a giant waterslide? 30.) Would you rather have fur like a polar bear or feet like a penguin? 31.) Would you rather always be cold or always be hot? 32.) Would you rather hibernate like a bear or never sleep again? 33.) Would you rather build 100 snowmen or shovel 50 driveways? 34.) Would you rather play in the snow for 4 hours or play your favorite sport? 35.) Would you rather wear 3 sweaters or 5 socks on your feet? 36.) Would you rather have skis for feet or mittens for hands? 37.) Would you rather take a family vacation to the North Pole or the South Pole? 38.) Would you rather have the superpower to melt snow or stop raining? 39.) Would you rather have a super cold winter or a super hot summer? 40.) Would you rather skate on a frozen lake or see the Northern Lights? 41.) Would you rather it be so cold your nostrils freeze in the morning or so hot you sweat all day? 42.) Would you rather make paper snowflakes or catch snowflakes on your tongue? 43.) Would you rather go ice fishing or ice skating? 44.) Would you rather only be able to wear a swimsuit for the rest of your life or only be able to wear a snowsuit? 45.) Would you rather have a week of snow days in the winter or an extra week of vacation in the summer?

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luckyxcharm · 3 months

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WOULD YOU RATHER

1.) Would you rather live where it is always warm and sunny or always cold and snowy? 2.) Would you rather wear a winter coat at the beach or a swimsuit in the snow? 3.) Would you rather have a pet penguin or a pet polar bear? 4.)Would you rather have ice cream every day for breakfast or hot cocoa with marshmallows for dinner? 5.) Would you rather be an Olympian figure skater or snowboarder? 6.) Would you rather have icicles for hair or a carrot for a nose? 7.) Would you rather see a giant snowman or a tiny yeti? 8.) Would you rather build a snowman or a make a snow angel? 9.) Would you rather go back in time to the ice age or go 100 years into the future? 10.) Would you rather go snowmobiling or snowboarding? 11.) Would you rather play in the snow all day or stay inside by the fire all day? 12.) Would you rather eat dirty snow or a worm? 13.) Would you rather wear a snowsuit inside at school or try to do your schoolwork wearing mittens? 14.) Would you rather have the winters or summers off from school? 15.) Would you rather make a family of snowmen or a family of snow angels? 16.) Would you rather spend a week inside of an ice castle or skiing at a ski lodge? 17.) Would you rather spend a day mowing lawns or shoveling snow? 18.) Would you rather read by the fire or have a winter movie marathon night? 19.) Would you rather hoot like a snow owl after every sentence when you talk or growl like a polar bear? 20.) Would you rather build a giant snow fort or have a big snowball fight? 21.) Would you rather play in the snow with shorts on or swim in a pool with a snowsuit on? 22.) Would you rather sled down a giant hill once or spend all day sledding down a small hill? 23.) Would you rather spend a winter vacation in a cabin in the mountains or a summer vacation at the beach? 24.) Would you rather have a narwhal’s tusk or reindeer antlers? 25.) Would you rather have a pillow fight or a snowball fight? 26.) Would you rather go the whole winter without TV or without your favorite food? 27.) Would you rather it snows every day in the winter or rain every day in the summer? 28.) Would you rather have an ice rink in your backyard or a swimming pool? 29.) Would you rather sled down a giant hill or go down a giant waterslide? 30.) Would you rather have fur like a polar bear or feet like a penguin? 31.) Would you rather always be cold or always be hot? 32.) Would you rather hibernate like a bear or never sleep again? 33.) Would you rather build 100 snowmen or shovel 50 driveways? 34.) Would you rather play in the snow for 4 hours or play your favorite sport? 35.) Would you rather wear 3 sweaters or 5 socks on your feet? 36.) Would you rather have skis for feet or mittens for hands? 37.) Would you rather take a family vacation to the North Pole or the South Pole? 38.) Would you rather have the superpower to melt snow or stop raining? 39.) Would you rather have a super cold winter or a super hot summer? 40.) Would you rather skate on a frozen lake or see the Northern Lights? 41.) Would you rather it be so cold your nostrils freeze in the morning or so hot you sweat all day? 42.) Would you rather make paper snowflakes or catch snowflakes on your tongue? 43.) Would you rather go ice fishing or ice skating? 44.) Would you rather only be able to wear a swimsuit for the rest of your life or only be able to wear a snowsuit? 45.) Would you rather have a week of snow days in the winter or an extra week of vacation in the summer?

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harlow-jackson · 3 months

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Optional Task 482

Would you rather.

1.) Would you rather live where it is always warm and sunny or always cold and snowy? 2.) Would you rather wear a winter coat at the beach or a swimsuit in the snow? 3.) Would you rather have a pet penguin or a pet polar bear? 4.) ould you rather have ice cream every day for breakfast or hot cocoa with marshmallows for dinner? 5.) Would you rather be an Olympian figure skater or snowboarder? 6.) Would you rather have icicles for hair or a carrot for a nose? 7.) Would you rather see a giant snowman or a tiny yeti? 8.) Would you rather build a snowman or a make a snow angel? 9.) Would you rather go back in time to the ice age or go 100 years into the future? 10.) Would you rather go snowmobiling or snowboarding? 11.) Would you rather play in the snow all day or stay inside by the fire all day? 12.) Would you rather eat dirty snow or a worm? 13.) Would you rather wear a snowsuit inside at school or try to do your schoolwork wearing mittens? 14.) Would you rather have the winters or summers off from school? 15.) Would you rather make a family of snowmen or a family of snow angels? 16.) Would you rather spend a week inside of an ice castle or skiing at a ski lodge? 17.) Would you rather spend a day mowing lawns or shoveling snow? 18.) Would you rather read by the fire or have a winter movie marathon night? 19.) Would you rather hoot like a snow owl after every sentence when you talk or growl like a polar bear? 20.) Would you rather build a giant snow fort or have a big snowball fight? 21.) Would you rather play in the snow with shorts on or swim in a pool with a snowsuit on? 22.) Would you rather sled down a giant hill once or spend all day sledding down a small hill? 23.) Would you rather spend a winter vacation in a cabin in the mountains or a summer vacation at the beach? 24.) Would you rather have a narwhal’s tusk or reindeer antlers? 25.) Would you rather have a pillow fight or a snowball fight? 26.) Would you rather go the whole winter without TV or without your favorite food? 27.) Would you rather it snows every day in the winter or rain every day in the summer? 28.) Would you rather have an ice rink in your backyard or a swimming pool? 29.) Would you rather sled down a giant hill or go down a giant waterslide? 30.) Would you rather have fur like a polar bear or feet like a penguin? 31.) Would you rather always be cold or always be hot? 32.) Would you rather hibernate like a bear or never sleep again? 33.) Would you rather build 100 snowmen or shovel 50 driveways? 34.) Would you rather play in the snow for 4 hours or play your favorite sport? 35.) Would you rather wear 3 sweaters or 5 socks on your feet? 36.) Would you rather have skis for feet or mittens for hands? 37.) Would you rather take a family vacation to the North Pole or the South Pole? 38.) Would you rather have the superpower to melt snow or stop raining? 39.) Would you rather have a super cold winter or a super hot summer? 40.) Would you rather skate on a frozen lake or see the Northern Lights? 41.) Would you rather it be so cold your nostrils freeze in the morning or so hot you sweat all day? 42.) Would you rather make paper snowflakes or catch snowflakes on your tongue? 43.) Would you rather go ice fishing or ice skating? 44.) Would you rather only be able to wear a swimsuit for the rest of your life or only be able to wear a snowsuit? 45.) Would you rather have a week of snow days in the winter or an extra week of vacation in the summer?

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stevenrindner1 · 5 months

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Steven Rindner’s Bucket List of Geological Hikes in the U.S.

Steven Rindner on Geological Wonders in the U.S.

Who says geology has to be boring? Here are the coolest geological hikes in the U.S., according to Steven Rindner.

The Grand Canyon

Steven Rindner says no rock lover's list would be complete without the Grand Canyon, the grandfather of amazing rock formations. Carved out for millions of years by the Colorado River, the Grand Canyon has layers of rock dating back almost 2 billion years. From the South Rim, you can take in quintessential Canyon views from Mather Point. At nearly 9,000 feet, the North Rim's Point Imperial is the highest point in the Grand Canyon and provides another incredible vantage point. One final tip: to beat the heat and crowds and see the startling contrast between colorful rocks and snow, consider checking out the Canyon in winter.

Devil's Tower Established as America's first national monument in 1906, Devil's Tower is sacred to several Native American tribes. The Tower, likely formed by an intrusion of magma into sedimentary rock, is also a favorite among seasoned climbers.

Turnip Rock

Geologists say storm waves are responsible for the unusual shape of Turnip Rock, a formation jutting out of Lake Huron on the northeast shore of Michigan. Again, you'll have to work hard to get there: Turnip Rock is surrounded by private land and can only be reached by kayak. Adventurers like Steven Rindner can also trek across the frozen lake in winter.

Mono Lak

Dating back over 1 million years, Mono Lake is one of North America's oldest lakes, says Steven Rindner. Due to a complex process of mineral deposition and evaporation, it is also one of the saltiest lakes on the continent, with a higher salinity level than most oceans. Remarkable tufa towers, rising from the ancient waters, are the lake's most otherworldly feature. These formations are formed from interactions between salt and fresh water within the lake.

Mesa Arch

Mesa Arch is the most popular formation in Utah's Canyonlands National Park. A short hike will take you to the pothole arch, formed by erosional processes and pooling water. Steven Rindner plans to see Mesa Arch at sunrise when the spectacular pink and orange glow of the rock and surrounding mountains will make the wake-up call well worth the effort.

Learn more about hiking and geology by subscribing to this Steven Rindner page.

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rapunzelfromthemoon · 3 years

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The Lunar Chronicles fancast pt.2

Here's my part 2 with Cress, Thorne, Winter, Jacin and Iko!

Cress (age 16):

Kyla Matthews (2004. Canadian) She has played a character similar to Cress on Anne with an E.

Jade Pettyjohn (2000. American) She can sing.

Both of them are pretty short too: Kyla at 1.55 cm or 5'1 and Jade at 1.52 cm or 5'0.

Thorne (age 20):

Froy Gutierrez (1998. American. Half mexican) Note: he is one of the popular casts that have been around for years and I just have to agree.

Matt Cornett (1998. American) It's the stubble for me. Shoutout to my sister @frozen-orbit for recommending him.

Winter (age 17):

Marsai Martin (2004. American) She is my favorite out of all my casts. She is exactly like I imagined Winter, and also a great actress. And there's her beauty: if there was a face that people would write songs and poems about, I feel like it would be this one.

Lovie Simone Oppong (1998. American) The age here is a problem, but I included her bc look at the red lips omg.

Jacin (age 19):

Mitchell Hoog (1999. American) He is also a model. He has rocked the ponytail hairstyle too. He was training to be a snowboarder. Not related at all but I wanted to mention it lol

Louis Partridge (2003. British) I have nothing to say he just... gives me Jacin vibes

Not extremely satisfied with this one honestly but yeah. Obviously picture both of them with white-ish blonde hair.

Iko

I wasn't sure about putting my Iko fancasts because they're pretty much the same as everyone else's. I have no reasons to disagree about China Anne McClain (1998) as her. And also as @whimsicalxdragons noted, she's designed as an escort droid so probably she looks older than a teenager (otherwise maybe it would be a little weird), so I also agree with the popular opinion of Keke Palmer (1993) for her. Also I loved these pictures of them <3

These are the only characters I did for now but maybe one day I'll try and cast some others! Hope you liked it :)))

Here's part 1 with the explanation of my criteria for this somehow age-accurate casting: https://rapunzelfromthemoon.tumblr.com/post/664003430640140288/i-did-a-the-lunar-chronicles-fancast

Final note: these are the physical descriptions that I tried to base my research on: https://we-should-pour-rice-in-her-head.tumblr.com/post/157307373947/things-i-think-people-need-to-remember-these-are

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neonacity · 3 years

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HYACINTHE | CHAPTER 3: JAEMIN X READER

SUMMARY:

Na Jaemin is far from being your typical 20 year old. Instead of slaving through college, he wastes away his hours cracking safes. Weekends that should be spent partying with friends consist of illegal races on good days and small scale bombings on bad ones. Na Jaemin is far from being average, unless you consider being a member of Seoul’s top organized crime family normal.

There is no such thing as a sense of normality and peace in his trainwreck of a life, so when he met a barista who was brave enough to call out his dangerous taste in coffee, he was like a moth to the flame. Everything about her is normal, which means she is forbidden to him, in all sense of the word. So why, then, does he always find himself at the front steps of her shop, breaking all his personal rules even if he wishes he could stay away?

A/N + Disclaimer: this is a side story to Black Daisies, my main mafia fic feat. 0T23. While the plot is based on the main story, this can also be read as a standalone fic. As usual, this is purely a work of fiction and in no way am I implying any member of NCT to behave the way I write them here. tw: crimes, heists, potential death, mentions of drugs and other illegal activities.

PAIRING: Jaemin x Reader

TW: illegal activities, gunshot wound, mentions of blood

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 2

FIC TRAILER

MASTERLIST

"Another bank was looted last night around 11PM, this time in the Geumchon district. This is the second bank that was broken into in the past week and the fourth that is rumored to be the doing of one of Seoul's organized criminal…."

I sighed and put down the pen that I have been using to scribble on a piece of napkin. A frown creased my forehead before I grabbed the offending piece of flimsy paper and crumpled it with my hand. Jeno, who was silently watching the news, looked up and shot me a curious look. He was leaning over the counter lazily, his cup of half finished hot cocoa beside him.

"You okay?"

I winced. "Yeah... Actually. Actually, no. I am not okay," I said finally as I threw the used napkin to the closest thrash. I have been scribbling all the things I have to pay for the coming month there and couldn't bear to take another look at it. Jeno grabbed his drink and silently took a sip of it, obviously waiting for me to elaborate.

After my initial 'unplanned' meeting with Jaemin's friends, it has become more or less of their routine to drop by the cafe to hangout. Jaemin was initially against it at first, always scowling whenever he would see one of them already in the shop, though it seems like he has gotten used to it lately—or rather, he didn't have any other choice but to simply accept it. They would often sometimes come in groups—Jisung and Chenle are big fans of the pastries—but other times it's just one of them who would drop by to visit like Jeno now. My favorite is when all of them drops by to visit, not only because I've started getting closer to them too, but because customers would automatically flock into the shop whenever the "handsome gang" is there. Honestly, I couldn't blame them.

"I'm a little bit short on money this month. I was supposed to get my monthly allowance from my scholarship but something happened so it will be delayed. I have lab things to buy and well—everything sucks."

Jeno nodded slowly, though I have a feeling he doesn't really understand my plight with money. Spending time with the seven of them has given me a better understanding of each boys' personalities. Jeno, for example, is definitely the calmer one of the bunch. While the others would cause chaos every now and then—Jaemin included, he would be on the side watching them usually with that adorable eye smile of his. He is different from Mark who would mostly jump in to join the fun before calming everyone once things get overboard, though both seem to share the same responsibility over the group. He also seems to be the closest to Jaemin, so by extension, I am also most comfortable around him.

"How much money do you need?"

I gave him a look as I reached out for a paper cup to make myself my own hot cocoa.

"I heard the same question from your best friend before. Are you also going to offer to be my sugar daddy?"

Jeno choked on his drink and hid his laughter behind his raised cup.

"Do you want Jaemin to kill me?"

That made me inappropriately blush.

"Sometimes I just want to bust out a bank like that group everyone is talking about."

Jeno didn't say anything and continued watching me from the brim of his drink.

"You think you can do it?"

"Do what?" I asked as I poured hot cocoa on my cup. I said that off-handedly, I almost forgot my words the moment they left my lips.

"Rob a bank. You know, do something illegal."

I leaned back against the counter and craned my head a little sideways as I thought the question over. I didn't actually think of that before so I had to listen to my moral compass a little bit before answering.

"It depends on the reason."

Jeno looked surprised by my reply. He was probably expecting a goody two shoes answer from me, which I don’t blame him for, to be honest. Even I am mildly shocked by what I said.

"The reason?"

"Yes. I mean, if the only reason I would steal is because I don't have money to support my studies, then no, I wouldn't do it. I have other options. I can work extra jobs or I can just drop out from uni. But if I didn't really have any other choice, if I had to do it for someone really close to me, for example, then I would do it."

"That is very…"

"Cliche, right? I know. But that's how it works, at least for me," I said with a laugh. "I do know what's good and bad, but I'm willing to jump the gun if I have to."

I didn't know if it was my imagination, but I thought I heard Jeno murmur something under his breath as I turned to get back to work.

"I bet Jaemin wouldn't like that."

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PRESENT DAY, a little over one month after the happenings in the first chapter.

They disappeared like bubbles. No, he disappeared in thin air, like smoke that was blown over by a strong gust of wind. After that night when Jaemin bust through my cafe door, hiding god knows what and asking for temporary shelter, he hasn't shown himself again, apparently leaving while I slipped into a light sleep. Even his friends stopped visiting the cafe which, for a few days, made me genuinely feel scared. Are they okay? What happened to him? Who was he running away from?

That worry slowly and gradually morphed into anger as the days lengthened. I know it was my way of coping with my emotions, but I couldn't help myself. I tried calling him, but the line was cut. It even came to the point that I had to call each of his friends, but it seems like the numbers they gave me were all temporary ones, too. I felt frustrated. I felt...abandoned.

Was it really easy for him to just cut off all contact with me?

Was it foolish of me to think that there is...something deeper here than just friendship?

It was the start of winter when the loud ringing of my phone woke me up from my nap. Eyes still heavy with sleep, my first instinct was to look at the clock by my table which registered 1:19AM. I frowned. I was in the middle of finishing a paper before I decided to take a nap but who could be calling me at such an ungodly hour?

I blearily reached out for my phone and barely looked at the unregistered number before hitting the answer button.

"Hello?"

"Noona?"

I froze. Just like that, I felt the sleepiness slowly melt away from my consciousness. I know that voice.

"Jisung?"

"Noona, we need your help."

I sat up on my seat after registering the panic in his voice. I heard another tone suddenly hiss at him from the background before a rustling sound overtook the speakers. It sounded like someone grabbed the phone from his grasp before he could even react.

"Jisung. What's happening—"

"Hello?" The new voice that spoke on the other line made my heart stop. I stared at my wall, wide-eyed.

"Jaemin."

"I'm sorry. We didn't mean to—"

"Jaemin, we don’t really have any other choice but her, give me the phone," another one jumped in. It was Mark.

"No. Hyung—"

"We're losing him," my lips parted in shock at what I heard. His voice sounded clearer now and I could very much pick up the iciness on it. Mark has always been so friendly and warm that it threw me off guard.

"Give me the phone."

The authority he held made me assume that Jaemin did as he was told. Next thing I know, he was calling out my name from the speaker.

"Mark, yes, I'm listening."

"Hey. I'm really sorry about this, but we need your help. We really have no other choice, Haechan is in such a bad state—"

That made me stand up and push away from my desk.

"What the hell is going on? What do you mean about Haechan?"

"I'll explain later. We're on our way to you now."

"Wait, what? You don't know my address."

"We'll be there in seven minutes."

That was all he said before he cut off the call, leaving me standing shell-shocked in the middle of my room.

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They banged on my door not even five minutes after. I had barely pulled on a cardigan when loud knocks rang through my small one bedroom unit causing me to quickly run and grab my knob open.

I stood frozen at the sight of the seven boys crowding my doorway. Everyone was covered in some sort of soot, leaving them almost unrecognizable in their black outfits. Mark and Jeno were in the middle of the group, carrying a half-conscious Haechan between them. Jisung, Chenle, and Renjun brought the rear, their eyes moving wildly as if checking for eavesdroppers. Jaemin stood closest to me, his jaw tense and his eyes apologetic. My gaze snapped back to the center of the group when Mark called out my name.

That's when I saw it for the first time. I didn't notice it at first because of its dark color, but Jeno was holding a towel against Haechan's stomach. Except it isn't black, it was a deep dark red.

Blood.

"Oh my god."

"Please help us."

Maybe it was the shock, but I quickly stepped aside to let everyone in. I had barely slammed the door shut when I heard a crashing sound from my small dining area. Jeno pushed everything on top of my table to the ground as Mark and Jaemin gently guided Haechan on it.

"What—what is going on—"

"He's been shot. Thrice. We're not sure but I think two of the bullets are still there," Renjun answered me as he grabbed the soaked towel from Mark's hand and replaced it with a new one. Jisung and Chenle worked on closing all the shutters of my windows while Jaemin tore off a lamp from my living room to move it close to Haechan. He closed all other lights other than the ones on the dining area and the small lamp.

It was then when my training finally kicked in. I ran towards the table to peer at the wound, my shaking hands gently moving the new towel that is quickly getting soaked by blood again. Haechan gave a soft grunt of pain before slipping to unconsciousness again.

"I think there are still foreign objects there. It's what causing the severe bleeding."

"Can you take it out?"

My eyes shot to Jeno. The harsh lights from the lamp threw strong shadows on his stressed features.

"I'm not a licensed doctor."

"We don't need a licensed doctor right now, we need someone who can patch the hole in his stomach. Please."

I gritted my teeth. I have a ton of questions running through my head right now, but he's right. We need to act fast or else we will lose him. I rolled up my sleeves then and called out to whoever can act fast to my orders.

"Somebody get the black box under my bed. I have all my surgery practice tools there. I need hot water and lots of towels. Everyone move. Now."

As soon as I said my orders, each of the boys were moving in a flurry to get everything that I asked for. I was adjusting the small lamp directly over the wound to peer at it better when I felt a gentle hand circle around my arm. I looked up to see Jaemin staring at me.

"Thank you."

I didn't say anything at first. I don't know if it was the shadows playing over his features, but he looked different from the Jaemin I knew in that brief moment.

"Don't thank me yet. Say that once we're sure he survives."

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I was stirred from my sleep by the light snoring of someone to my right. Turning my head, I was greeted by the sight of Jisung who was currently sprawled on my sofa, his legs so long that they were dangling on one end. Chenle was on the floor below him, his face covered by one of the pillows he probably fished from one of my love seats cradling Renjun's curled up form. Mark and Jeno were both sitting upright, the former close to Haechan and the other by the door like a sentinel. They seemed to be in deep sleep too, they're heads hanging low. Jaemin was on the floor next to my seat, his breathing slow and relaxed.

I blinked slowly as my gaze moved from boy to boy. It took me a painful two hours to do the impromptu surgery, first working on taking the bullets out before sewing everything back together. Haechan was lucky enough that the bullets didn't hit any vital organs or important vessels, and that the extreme bleeding was only caused by the wrong muscle being hit by the impact. He slipped from being conscious to unconscious throughout, and everyone had to work together to help me while I did my thing.

I couldn’t really blame any of them from crashing the moment we made sure that Haechan’s safe—for now.

After rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I tried to silently move from where I was curled on, careful not to stir anyone. I still have a ton of questions, but those can be taken care of later. I padded as carefully as I could towards the table where Haechan was still resting and peered at the IV that I had hooked on his arm to make sure everything was moving well.

They even have spare blood bags with them for emergency transfusions.

...As if this kind of thing normally happens.

"He's going to be okay, right?"

I hastily turned to see Jaemin staring at me. His voice was low and was only loud enough for me to hear.

I stared at him for a bit before looking away.

"Yes. He'll survive."

"Thank you so much."

I didn't answer. He also didn't say anything else, though I could still feel his gaze heavily on me. I braced myself before speaking again.

"We need to talk."

I didn't wait for him to reply. I simply walked towards my room, leaving my door open for him to follow. I only turned back to look at him when I finally heard it close softly behind him.

"Who are you?" I asked, before he could even say anything else. I watched as his jaw tightened and released, his eyes full of indecisiveness. I didn't waver. Not this time.

"You said…"

"That I will never ask questions? I did. But I can't do it anymore, Jaemin. You disappeared for a month without even saying goodbye then showed up on my door with your friends, one of them with a hole in their stomach. You have blood bags—freaking blood bags. What the hell is going on?"

I tried my hardest to control my voice, not wanting any part of this conversation to be heard outside. My legs felt weak at the moment but I tried my best to continue standing so I could hold his gaze.

The look in Jaemin's eyes, however, almost made me want to give up. I knew from the pain and hesitation there that I wouldn't like whatever it is he is about to say.

"I'm a criminal."

My stomach dropped.

I was expecting it, but hearing it straight from him didn't soften the impact and the shock.

"A…"

"We steal. We do illegal things. There is absolutely no good way for me to describe this, but yes, I am a runaway who was stupid enough to bring you into this mess," Jaemin said through gritted teeth as he tore his eyes away from me. He ran a hand through his hair and tried to take a deep breath to steady himself.

"I was stupid and I'm sorry. I shouldn't have gone back and tried to befriend you after that order of coffee. I'm sorry I ran to you that night a month ago. I seriously thought I was going to die and I wanted you to be the one that I see for the last time. I'm sorry for today, or that I couldn't answer any of your questions back then. It was selfish of me to keep you in my life without giving you anything back," he stopped and forced himself to look at me again. My heart squeezed painfully in my chest when our gazes met.

"I'm sorry."

I didn't… couldn't say anything. One part of me had already expected this because it is the only reason that makes sense. Those vague answers, his detachment from normal society, the money, every clue seems to point to one direction, but that didn't spare me from my moral dilemma now. Because while I knew, I didn't exactly consider how it relates to me.

I was afraid to.

Because the truth is, I like Na Jaemin to the extent that I'm afraid of what I can do for him.

"Do you kill…" I asked in a whisper, my voice shaky. A frown passed his already stressed features before he answered.

"No. None of us do," he answered, and I knew then that he was telling the truth. Regardless of what he is or what he didn't tell me, I trust him to not lie to me.

"Am I—am I in danger?" I asked next. He firmly shook his head.

"No. I made sure of that. No one would dare—" he stopped, as if gauging what words he can use to not scare me even more. "You have always been under protection."

That’s when it clicked. The cafe visits from his friends. The random strangers who seem to spring out from nowhere every time I was out and about and needed sudden help.

My legs finally gave way and I collapsed on my bed behind me. My mind was trying its best to wrap around the situation, leaving my thoughts in a jumble. There are a million things I wanted to say, but I couldn’t get a single one out at the moment.

Jaemin seemed to know what I was feeling at the very least because he simply stood there, silently watching me. I'm not sure how long the two of us stayed in that bubble of silence, but it was also him who brought me back to reality when I felt warmth cover my hands.

I looked up to see him kneeling in front of me, both his hands gently enveloping my clasped ones. The look in his eyes made my heart lurch, but I couldn't bring myself to say anything still.

"I'm sorry if I was selfish… I promise, after this, you won't have to worry about anything else."

No.

"When I met you, I saw something that's so different from the life that I have. Believe me, I tried my best to leave you alone, but I wanted more of it—more of —you, so I kept coming back."

Are you going to leave me again?

"But you'll be safe now. I promise. You can go back to how it used to be before I… almost ruined it."

Please don't leave me.

Jaemin gave my hands one last squeeze and I felt him move to straighten himself. Before he let them go, however, another gentle warmth pressed against my forehead as he grazed it with his lips.

"Thank you."

My tears dropped the same time the doors closed behind him.

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Chapter 4

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Evermore thoughts:

1. Willow

-already off to a chill vibe

-not sure if it’s a love triangle or her and Joe

-“come back stronger than a 90s trend” love it

-the beat almost gives me invisible string vibes

2. Champagne problems

-been waiting for this one all day

-immediately love it

-it sounds like her old stuff but is also so original and new

-dom perignon? Subtle brag

-dorm? This can’t be about her life

-idk why the bridge is reminding me of this is me trying though

-the ending note is so good

3. Gold rush

-immediately a vibe

-poppy than her others, but then again so was TLGAD which was also track 3

-immediately getting the “drinking on the beach with friends and sparklers during the summer and taking pictures with a vintage camera” vibe

4. ‘Tis the damn season

-ok so this is NOT a Christmas song

-as someone who just ended a hometown hookup relationship this song is now my new anthem

-also I just moved across the country so that’s fitting too

-“call me babe got the weekend” “it always leads to you in my hometown”

-I feel attacked

-but in a good way

5. Tolerate it

-is this also about Scott and scooter?

-“so much older and wiser” “use my best colors for your portrait” idk kinda getting my tears ricochet vibes but that could just be what I’m expecting

-leaning against Scott and Scooter the more I hear

-definitely an abusive relationship of some kind though

6. No body, no crime

-without even hearing the song, I’m reminded of the tik tok theory that Haylor committed vehicular manslaughter and have been leaving clues in their songs

-Haim is also friends with Harry so 👀

-hearing the song gives me Before He Cheats vibes though

-“I think he did it but I just can’t prove it” probably not that deep but I’m getting r*pe culture and me too movement vibes

-love the country roots

7. Happiness

-before I listen, I hope this is a marriage proposal announcement song

-ok def not marriage

-kinda peace vibes though (not the feeling the song ofc)

-but this is like the opposite of peace just the slowness gives me peace vibes

-like kinda a good message to remember in break ups that happiness is still possible bc you were happy before the person and can be happy without them too

-“green light of forgiveness” is that a Gatsby reference? Bc Gatsby is hoping the green light will be a big sign to Daisy but she still moves away anyway

8. Dorothea

-I heard the theory that Dorothea is the name of Zigi’s baby i vibe with that it’s a cute song

-don’t really have many comments on this one

-it’s cute but it gives me Hey Stephen vibes in a way and Hey Stephen isn’t my fav

9. Coney Island

-I’ve never heard anything by the National but I’m excited

-another reference to the mall... she did say in the Long Pond Studio Sessions that she was really excited to sing about the mall in August

-initially it’s not my favorite but I think I just need to listen to it again bc I do like the vibe

10. Ivy

-is this why there was ivy in her Insta from last week?

-“my pain fits in the palm of your frozen hand” omg I love that

-the lyrics in this are so beautiful and are almost reminiscent of Cold As You which is lyrically one of my favs (“roots in my dreamland” is like a grown up Cold As You)

-I love hearing Taylor swear

-overall love it

11. Cowboy like me

-this is another one I’ve been waiting for all day long

-love that this is explicit too

-my first thought seeing the name was Closest to a Cowboy her unreleased song from forever ago

-the background music at the beginning sounds like Tim McGraw

-longer than I was expecting

“You’re a bandit like me” reminds me of the lakes for some reason

12. Long story short

-immediately a vibe

-ok is it just me getting a ton of references to her older music?

-like rabbit hole (wonderland) and spinning in high heels (reminds me of both Mirrorball and Holy Ground)

-maybe this a nod to re-recording?

-I’m very tired I may be mishearing things

-the most poppy so far

-“long story short it was the wrong guy” lmao story of my life what a vibe

“Long story short I survived” this song makes me so happy idek why

13. Marjorie

-Track 13 on folklore was a nod to her grandfather and I think this is a nod to her grandmother this is also track 13

-like Marjorie is her grandmother’s name

-as someone who also regrets not appreciating her grandmother enough, this song resonates with me sm

-like I was only 10 when my grandma died and I didn’t realize what I had until she was gone

-so overall hits home super sad song but very beautiful

-love the idea that our loved ones never really leave us

14. Closure

-loving the tracking on this

-this reminds me of a friend break up

-I really like how her past few albums she talks about doing better (IFTYE, the 1)

-possibly about Karlie?

-idk don’t attack me for that just a thought

15. Evermore

-sounds like winter to me

-I like that one of the recurring themes of this album is moving on and realizing the pain won’t last forever and that happiness can come again

-idk is this about the pandemic? Is this about Emily Dickinson whose birthday was yesterday and uses “evermore” as a closing line to one of her famous poems? Is it about Edgar Poe? Whose to say?

-hot take but I like this better than exile

-is Joe playing the piano in this too like he did in exile?

Overall I really like this album it’s so good and compliments folklore but is still uniquely its own

Taylor has done it again

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