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I am thou, thou art I - Levi pact story

A oneshot about how making a pact with Levi could look like with a little more emotion, drama and depth than in the game.

With gender neutral MC!

Enjoy :>

Envy. It's ugly, painful, disgusting. The cause of many conflicts, with others, and within oneself. And there's one, the avatar of Envy, who knows every little shred of feeling behind this emotion. Leviathan, thrid-born demon of the rulers of the underworld. A shut-in, an otaku, barely interested in the real world but rather indulged in fictional ones. Why, you might ask? Well, when the human exchange student came to the Devildom, Levi was about to experience once again as to why he fled into his fictional worlds. The first weeks after the human's arrival, he did not notice the change they would bring to all of them. He didn't notice much about the exchange student at all, to be frank. MC seemed like a boring human being, no sorcerer, nothing special about them. A Normie. So Leviathan never bothered to interact with them more than necessary. He had way more important things to do in his room, gaming or binging his shows. However, as they lived in the same house, they were bound to interact sooner or later. Thus, over time, Levi found out that MC knew a thing or two about his interests. Their knowledge was miserable in comparison to his, of course, but a few times, it actually seemed like they were listening when Levi was talking. They replied to his texts in the group chats when his brothers kept ignoring him. They thanked him for making dinner when it was his turn to cook. They seemed to not mind... him. Of course, that was probably nothing more than human courtesy. There was no way they were liking him. HIM, out of all. And Leviathan didn't care. He had no interest in real life friends. He didn't need them. So he let MC be, let them hang out with his brothers. He watched as MC grew closer and closer to the second-born, Mammon, until one day, they had formed a pact with him. So MC really had to be a dumb Normie, Levi thought, as no one would be stupid enough to make a pact with that money-grubbing scumbag. Levi could only give a huff when Mammon kept bragging about it, over and over. He could only huff when, a few weeks later, he heard that Beel made a pact with them, too. "Because I want to protect MC" Beel had said. "They feel important to me." How stupid. They were stupid. All of them. What were they making pacts for? MC was a weak human, a Normie with no special talents that could impress powerful demons like the brothers. Certainly, Levi wasn't interested in any of this. What a pain it must be, he laughed, to forge a bond with someone. Because that meant duties, like you have in friendships. You have to hang out, care for the other, waste your precious time for a being other than yourself. Stupid, Levi huffed. And watched as MC kept living through adventures with Mammon, how they laughed and kept going out with Beel. And somehow, he couldn't take his eyes off their stupidity.

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More time passed, and MC had grown accustomed to the Devildom. They have made friends in school, also with Asmo, Belphie and even Satan now, too. Lucifer seemed happy with their achievements. Levi's brothers kept being around MC all the time. Mammon kept dragging them into his bullshit, Beel got them to do workouts with him, Satan lend them his favourite books, and one night, Levi had heard MC and Asmo coming home from a party, all tipsy and giggly. Levi's stomach had turned hearing them. How much fun they were having. With a stupid Normie, a human. He imagined their happy faces, their joy, And his own face curled in a disgusted frown. Friends, huh? No, he didn't need anything like that. He had his games, his anime, after all... ... Right?

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Over the weeks, his contact with MC would naturally increase. Mammon forced Levi to play games all together, Lucifer assigned them to do kitchen duty together. Levi disliked being outside his room or with other people, but MC was good at asking just the right questions, at talking about topics that Leviathan would give an answer too. One time, Levi made them laugh. He dropped a comment that wasn't supposed to be that funny, but it resulted in MC chuckling for quite a while. And Levi was in shock. They had such a pretty smile. For a moment, the two of them had locked eyes, and theirs were filled with sparkly joy, as they looked at him. His lips couldn't do anything but curl upwards. He wouldn't get this sight out of his head for a long time.

Events like this kept repeating themselves. Even though he wanted to be alone, the human kept being in his life, a little here, a little there... ... And kept making him smile. So, dizzy on this weird, fuzzy feeling, Leviathan started being funny on purpose. To see more of their smiling face. It worked, and he felt like watching his favourite anime show over and over again. He felt happy.

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But as mentioned before, envy is a disgusting emotion. It's a sly, dirty feeling, that can creep up inside you without yourself noticing it. An emotion that would keep haunting the third-born forever. At first, Levi wouldn't understand what was causing him to be in distress. He kept noticing MC's smile, but it was directed towards his brothers. They were having fun, but while going out with his brothers. They lived, but without him. And he should have been fine with that. He was a busy demon, had his duties within his games and blogs. A mere Normie shouldn't ever change anything in the lifestyle he was perfectly fine with. But it just wouldn't leave his consciousness. How Mammon was so obviously falling in love with MC, how Asmo made a pact with them, too. How everyone seemed to experience changes, to the better, with MC around. They were all so happy, such good friends... While Levi was sat in his room, alone. I am a shut-in, he thought. I want to be that way. I'm too good of an otaku to waste my time with a human, he told himself. Then, an ache pierced through his chest. "... And they wouldn't like someone like me, anyways..."

From that point on, Leviathan wouldn't return their smile anymore. Whenever he saw MC smiling because of him, he would ensure himself that, in fact, they weren't smiling because of him at all. They were probably amused by something his brothers had done. There was no way someone like him could make another person happy like this. It wasn't that special to see them smile anyway. Because they did that around his brothers, too. A lot, even. Probably more than around Levi. Who would laugh about a disgusting shut-in's joke in the first place? No-one, not if they had six other brothers to choose from. They are probably laughing ABOUT you, a thought once crossed his mind. And so, he distanced himself more and more.

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At some point, Levi had stopped coming out of his room almost completely. He enjoyed his games and manga, was so productive in his hobbies! But he didn't quite feel the same joy as a few months ago... ... Before MC had come to the Devildom. Sitting at his desk, re-playing one of his favourite games, Levi gave a bothered huff. Stupid MC, he thought. It's all because of them. Because they came here, invaded his perfect life like this. Because their joy was so captivating. Because they liked his brothers more. Because they kept changing them, kept making them happy, but Levi was all on his own. It was so unfair. But then again, it really was his fault, wasn't it? Because he was miserable trash. Levi's lip began to shake. Yeah, he was miserable, the thought. In comparison to his brothers, he was nothing. Just a creepy shut-in, nothing more. He wasn't as funny as Mammon, as smart as Satan, as handsome as Asmo, as strong as Beel, as laid-back as Belphie, not even a shred as perfect as Lucifer. They were all so likeable, but him...? He had nothing to offer. "It's... It's fine...", Levi mumbled to himself. "Who needs friends either way? I don't... I have Henry... And my games... That is all... I need..." He pressed a button to continue his game. He had stopped in the middle of a conversation between the protagonist, Joker, and his best friend, Ryuji. So Ryuji spoke:

"Hey, this ain't like me, but... I managed to change 'cause you were here, helpin' me."

Levi's eyes widened. Change...? Help...?

"I got you all wrapped up in this shit, but you stayed with me 'till the bitter end."

Here... Here, as well? Two people, not even real, but still they get to share such a bond together?

“... You didn't abandon me."

Levi felt his eyes watering up. Their friendship... It...

"So... Thanks man."

It was so unfair. Levi's face frowned and wrinkled in burning frustration. A growl escaping his lips, he smashed his controller on his desk, pushing himself away from it to stand up. However once on his feet, he was tumbling, holding his head while his body was shaking. It hurt. It burned. He hated all those happy faces. Hated how good everyone else had it, with their bonds, their affection... And he was all alone. Gasping in-between his pained sobs, Leviathan couldn't stop himself from what he called an "envy-attack", so he had to endure how his own brain flooded him with all the times he had been envious of MC being with his brothers, every single moment where he had felt left out, or not good enough. And in addition, his toxic mind kept making him at fault. Near to hyperventilation, Levi sunk down on his knees, desperately trying to get a hold of himself again. But it hurt too much. He was so jealous, so lonely, so miserable. "It's not fair..." He mumbled, embracing his legs with his shaking arms. "Not fair, not fair, not fair..." His sobs slowly changing from pained to sad, his head sunk to rest on his knees. "I don't need friends... I don't... Need them... I..."

Envy is an ugly, painful, disgusting feeling. It devours you from inside, and once you are too focused on what others have, you lose sight of what you have yourself. ... But that's what friends are for. And it was about time that someone showed Leviathan what he could be proud of. The demon didn't register the knock on his door, being to immersed in his feelings. "... Levi?" Only MC's voice was able to make him raise his head. However they flinched slightly, seeing the state that Leviathan was in. "Are you okay?" MC asked. Multiple thoughts rushed through Levi's head, all at once. Could this be his salvation? MC! He was so glad to see their face! But they must be grossed out by him... Maybe they came to laugh at him. He shouldn't be happy. He shouldn't get close to them. They would hurt him anyway. "... What do you want?" Levi asked. MC gestured at the full plate in their hand. "You missed dinner today again, so I thought I'd bring it to you." Levi's expression flinched in confusion. "... Why are you being nice to me?" He asked instead of reaching for the plate. "Should I not be?" The demon bit his lip. "... There is no point in being friendly to me. So go be with my brothers or something..." Irritated, MC tilted their head before crouching down in front of Levi. Putting down the food next to him, they kept mustering the demon. "Well..." MC mumbled. "We were going to watch some movies now, would you like to join u-" "Why would I want to watch you have fun with my brothers!?" Levi interrupted them. "Also, it's not like anyone would want me to be there anyway, so you don't need to ask me to hang out out of pity..." "L... Levi, that is not true-" "OF COURSE IT IS TRUE!" Levi cried out. "Who would wand a gross, lousy failure like me around them?! I'm just a worthless otaku with no friends that isn't good at ANYTHING, so quit trying to cheer me up, I know you're only saying this because you feel sorry for my miserable self..." But MC wouldn't leave his side. "Levi, I'm not lying. We're all worried about you." For a second, Levi met their gaze, however he would only shake his head. "No... So I am THAT pathetic, huh? All of you are talking behind my back, about what a hopeless piece of trash I am..." "No, Levi, it's-" "STOP TRYING TO TELL ME I'M NOT WORTHLESS" Levi shouted, his eyes bearing so much pain. "I'm not good enough for anything, not compared to all you others... So leave me alone, and go have fun, go smile your pretty smile to all those other people, I don't care!! I'm used to being alone, I don't need my brothers, or you, or friends or anything pathetic as that...!!" His eyes filled with tears again. "I-I've seen you have fun with them, so don't waste your time with me... You are a nice person, so I'm glad to see you... Get along... With... Everyone..." His face wrinkled as if biting into something bitter, pressing out those words. "So just ignore me... I don't need you... I... I don't need anyone. Don't need to laugh with others and go outside and live through adventures or talk to people or anything... pathetic as that... I don't need... A friend..." "But I want to be with you." Levi stopped his miserable ramble. He looked up, into their eyes. "I would like to be friends with you, Levi" MC said, looking back in determination. Levi seemed dazzled. "N... No..." He mumbled. "You're lying. You must be... There's no way that-" "I am not lying." Levi flinched. "B-but... I told you, I'm pathetic, gross, a LOSER! You'd be better off avoiding me, hating me! There's nothing likeable about me..." He would stop ranting, spitting out insults and words dripping with self-loathing. MC took a look around his room, thinking about a way to stop him... Their gaze stopped at his monitors. "Hey, this is Persona 5, right? I know that game" They said. And then, they gave a contemplative nod. "And I think this game is the best example of what you need right now." "... Huh?" MC turned to lock eyes with the demon. "A confidant." Levi seemed troubled. "... A confidant is nothing other than a friend, and I told you, I don't need th-" "The confidants in the game used to have a deal, right?" MC gave a smile. "They give each other something in return. And I think what you need is someone to show you positive sides of friendship... And of yourself." Levi's eyes widened. "I'm... I'm not great in any way-" "I personally don't know you enough to say, yet" MC continued. "But I'd like to know you better. So, if you let me be closer to you, without trying to push me away... I will try and give you self-confidence in return." A blush painted Levi's cheeks, but he remained unsure. "... That is a stupid deal. You're not gaining anything out of being closer to me." MC gave a contemplative sigh. "Then, how about you lend me your powers?" "... You want to form a pact with me?" They gave a nod. "Would that make you feel less... Left out?" The demon averted his eyes, but slowly gave a nod. "Maybe... B-but what if you'll regret it? I'm really not worthy of your time..." "Levi" MC called out. "Let me be the judge of that. We won't be immediate best friends... But we'll start at confidant rank one, and work our way towards becoming friends... Okay?" Standing up, they reached out a hand. And with glistening eyes, Levi took hold of them. "... I will probably be a nuisance, but if that's what you want, then... Yes. We have a deal." Hesitating, Levi had yet to speak the words to seal the pact, but, gathering all the courage MC had given him now, his lips curled in his excited little smile. "Let's... Let's do the pact the Persona way... To really be confidants." Clearing his throat, he began channeling the magic to form a pact with the human. And he spoke:

"I am thou, thou art I.

Though hast acquired a new vow.

It shall become the wings of rebellion

That breaketh thy chains of captivity.

With the birth of the Envy Persona,

I have obtained the winds of blessing that

shall lead to freedom and new power."

While Leviathan cited the game's words, MC felt an incredible power rushing through them. For a moment, their heart was filled with endless passion and creativity, flooding her soul in strong waves. But they could also feel a deep hole of fear and self-loathing piercing through their heart. When Levi had finished, they stared into each other's eyes. To MC's surprise, Levi's were filled with tears. And he smiled. "... Thank you, MC... For giving me a chance."

#obey me #obeyme #obey me shall we date #obey me leviathan #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me beel #obey me belphie #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me simeon #obey me solomon #obey me fanfic #oh my god i love levi so much #protect him at all costs #persona 5

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kanasmusings · 5 years

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[Translation] Anikuji Tsukiuta B-1 Side - Hajime & Haru Mini Drama

Ahhh, I don’t think I’ve seen this translated anywhere yet??? Well, here’s mine if it isn’t~ Hajime and Haru are always refreshing and cute to see together and this one is a very serious and yet fluffy conversation that they have, typical of them~! ^^ Also, yeah, the CD doesn’t have a cover art so I used the one from Koiwasuregusa XD

Oh! And thank you to @aoseirakuen for informing me about this! (HjHr heart is dying now, thank you wwww) Oh, as usual, please don’t ask her for the files as per her request, thank you ^^

※ Please don’t re-post the English translations without permission. Please just like/reblog them instead ^^

Under the cut, enjoy~!

Anikuji Tsukiuta SIX GRAVITY B-1 Special Mini Drama: Hajime & Haru

[0:00]

HAJIME: (yawns)

HARU: You’re yawning. You’re as sleepy as usual, aren’t you, Hajime? (smiles)

HARU: Well, I guess it can’t be helped~

HARU: Lately, you’ve been coming home very late because of activities, right?

HAJIME: Yeah. Still, I think that it’s about time I started getting used to this kind of lifestyle, too, but…

HAJIME: I’m still sleepy… And it’s cold… (yawns)

HARU: (laughs) You’re yawning again just after I mentioned it.

HARU: Also, if you’re feeling cold then, why don’t you start by wearing a larger scarf properly first, huh, Hajime?

HARU: I’m sure it will feel different compared to normal mufflers.

HAJIME: Ugh… I hate how scarves are so thick.

HARU: I knew that but still~

HARU: It would be bad if you caught a cold, you know?

HAJIME: Hmm… Yeah. (yawns)

HARU: Looks like you’re not gonna listen. Geez…

HARU: Even so, you’re a lot sleepier than usual today, huh. Are you okay?

HARU: Are you sure you won’t fall asleep during the lecture? Our first class’s professor is very strict about that, you know?

HAJIME: Ah… I’m pretty sure I’ll be awake when we get to the lecture.

HARU: That’s true~ You are that kind of person after all.

HARU: Then… Here. (Haru hands Hajime something)

HARU: Do your best until we get to the classroom, okay?

HARU: You have to catch up for all that you missed last week, got it?

HAJIME: That’s been my plan from the beginning.

[1:55]

HAJIME: Anyway, Haru. You were with me until late for work, weren’t you?

HAJIME: And yet, why are you the only one who looks so refreshed?

HARU: Even if you look at me begrudgingly, I… (nervous chuckle)

HARU: It’s not my fault that you’re sleepy, you know?

HARU: The time we go to bed is the same, isn’t it? If you put that into consideration, isn’t it more because of how we sleep or our body’s natural constitution?

HAJIME: I don’t know about the quality of sleep but, if it’s our constitution then I’d be a bit jealous.

HAJIME: No matter how late you go to bed the previous day, you’re still in perfect condition by morning.

HAJIME: I really admire that part of you from the bottom of my heart.

HARU: I was praised unexpectedly~

HARU: Well, I do admit that I’ve got stamina.

HARU: Back home, counting me, there’s also both of my parents and my two younger sisters. They’re all people who are quick to move about in the morning, too.

HARU: And you on the other hand… I feel like you’ve been the “always sleepy” type since I met you.

HAJIME: Shut it. I’m… My father’s relaxed like you are but… My mother’s the same as I am, just taking our time in the mornings and all that.

HAJIME: Pretty sure I got that from her.

HARU: Oh~? Hajime’s exactly like his mom not just with appearance, huh~?

HAJIME: Do we really look that much alike?

HARU: Well… Of course, the difference gender and the age plays a role so if I were to put it more accurately, it’s more like… you have traces of similarity?

HARU: Not completely on the whole but, you resemble each other in many ways.

HAJIME: I can’t really tell myself but… is that really so?

HARU: (smiles) It is~!

(the train honks)

HARU: Oh, the train’s here.

HARU: Come on, Hajime. (Haru fixes Hajime’s hat) Oh, please fix your hat properly.

HAJIME: (groans) Yes, yes. (Hajime fixes his hat on his own)

(They board the train)

[04:00]

HARU: (whispering) There are a lot of people, huh?

HAJIME: It’s a rush hour for people who commute after all. It can’t be helped.

HARU: Pretty much. In any case, we’re heading to university, too [like they are].

HARU: (quietly) Putting that aside…

(Haru and Hajime listen to the people chattering)

HAJIME: Hm?

HARU: Hm… Maybe it would be a good idea to finally ask if we can use the agency car to take us to university, too.

HAJIME: Why?

HARU: Eh, why, you ask… That’s… It’s nothing~

HAJIME: Don’t just stop mid-sentence… It makes me curious.

HARU: (chuckles) Nah~ It might put you in a bad mood so, yeah~

HAJIME: This really unmoving conversation is already making me a bit cranky though.

HARU: (quietly) I get it. I get it already so, please don’t be mad.

HARU: (quietly) I feel like even if you put on those glasses and that hat as some kind of disguise, I still think that you stand out a bit.

HARU: (quietly) I was just thinking that it’s only a matter of time before a fan or someone else recognizes you since you stand out a lot.

HAJIME: Well, sorry for looking out of place.

HARU: Ah, sorry. The way I worded it is bad, wasn’t it?

HARU: What I meant to say was that Hajime’s become a kind of person that people would flock when the time comes.

HAJIME: What’s with that?

HARU: Hm… I wonder how I should put it… Haven’t you always been the type of person who stood out because you were always called “King” and such?

HARU: That’s gradually continued to improve since you became an idol and a celebrity.

HARU: I guess your aura… or should I say your atmosphere has— I guess in a way, it’s become a bit prominent.

HAJIME: … You know, Haru. Aren’t you the same since you’ve debuted as well?

HAJIME: Plus… If I’m standing out, it’s probably because you’re with me, too.

HAJIME: If two people over 180 cm are standing close to each other, they’d obviously stand out no matter what.

HARU: Yeah, definitely. But, I don’t think that’s the only reason.

HARU: Well, never mind~ (smiles)

HARU: In any case, I was just thinking that it’s time for Hajime to avoid public trains.

HAJIME: That’s… Ah, Haru, time to transfer.

HARU: Roger~

(train doors open and they walk outside)

[06:45]

HAJIME: Haru.

HARU: Hm, what is it?

HAJIME: About what you were saying a while ago…

HARU: Yeah?

HAJIME: For private matters, I think that it’s better if we take the train if the situation allows it.

HAJIME: I’ll think it over if the agency tells me to do so themselves.

HARU: Really? But, you don’t really like crowds much, too, don’t you? In other words, you hate rush hours, don’t you?

HAJIME: Well, yeah. Though, there’s really not many people who like that either, you know?

HARU: If you go by car, you’ll be able to avoid the rush hour.

HARU: Plus, it can take you from dorm to university and back directly. It’s bound to be good for your body and it might help with your drowsiness, too.

HARU: If you think about it, isn’t opting for the car a better choice in all possible ways?

HAJIME: Even if that’s true… Using an agency car to get around here and there to avoid the public makes me feel uncomfortable so I don’t like it.

HAJIME: Plus, isn’t that over exaggerating it a bit?

HARU: You think so?

HARU: I don’t think I should be saying this but, thanks to you, Six Gravity has become a more popular unit, you know?

HARU: Especially since your amount of solo work is steadily increasing.

HARU: You’re a celebrity through and through. I don’t think it’s weird if you use a car [to get around].

HARU: I mean, look there, Hajime.

HAJIME: Hm?

HARU: That huge poster over there. It’s you, isn’t it?

HARU: Ah, our group picture is over there, too.

HARU: They really took a great picture of you standing so coolly in the middle, huh~?

HARU: And me standing next to you is… Well, I’m kinda in the back because I was a bit embarrassed going with a hairstyle I wasn’t used to.

HAJIME: What about it…?

HARU: Oh, come on~ You know what I’m talking about.

HARU: One year ago, I wasn’t really looking at my own face [on posters] while walking through the city.

HARU: I never even thought that I’d be smiling like that on a blown up picture with a cool logo beside it.

HARU: Isn’t that right?

HAJIME: Well, yeah.

HARU: That’s the difference between now and one year ago.

HARU: We’ve really progressed through something that was like a blessing to us. It’s a sign that we’re improving little by little, I think.

HARU: This is something amazing, isn’t it? That there are a lot of people cheering us on.

HARU: The fans, the people in the agency, family, friends, teachers and classmates. We receive their support properly and I think that all of that is connecting to each and every one of our members properly.

HARU: This and that is thanks to Hajime supporting and pulling us properly as the leader, isn’t it~?

HAJIME: It’s the result of their efforts. It’s not because I did anything special.

HARU: Sure, sure~ I know that you’re strict on yourself about things like this so, in the meantime, I’ll continue with my story, okay~?

HARU: And then, um…

HARU: The end result of all of this is… well, I mean this in a good way but—I think that even if our circumstances change, we’ll be able to adjust to it easily.

HARU: For example, us commuting to school.

HARU: We can’t cause a ruckus in the middle of the road, and you don’t want to cause trouble for the people on the road, do you?

HAJIME: I get it.

HARU: I know you do~ I know that there’s no way you wouldn’t understand~

HAJIME: That really annoying smile and those persuading words are really forcing me to associate you with a bad glasses character so, stop it.

HARU: Uwah~ How scary~

[11:05]

HAJIME: Haru.

HARU: Hm? What is it, Hajime?

HAJIME: Even so, I… I want to stand on my own feet and walk on my own.

HAJIME: I don’t want my everyday life to be swallowed by my status as an idol.

HAJIME: I want to do normal things the usual way.

HAJIME: Waking up in the morning, rubbing my sleepy eyes, and going to school while dreading the rush hour.

HAJIME: Things like feeling hot or cold, talking about which of my parents I resemble, and riding the train plainly while talking about nonsensical stuff like that.

HAJIME: I think it’s because of those “plain” things that I can enjoy my daily life.

HARU: Hajime…!

HAJIME: I decided to debut on my own so I don’t regret it.

HAJIME: It’s impossible but, if ever I could return to my past and made a choice, I definitely would have still taken the same path I did.

HAJIME: This one here. I would’ve still chosen being Gravi’s Mutsuki Hajime.

HARU: If it’s you then, I’m sure you will.

HAJIME: On top of that, like I said a while ago, I don’t want to let go of the silly and plain things in my life.

HAJIME: I don’t want to lose sight of the plain Mutsuki Hajime, the one that’s not an idol.

HAJIME: I love the time when I’m not an idol.

HAJIME: This is just my simple selfishness. Please understand, Haru.

HARU: I’m at a loss~ So that’s how it is.

HARU: (to himself) Oh dear~ You said that so honourably that it’s a bit unfair, you know, Hajime?

HARU: (smiles) I understand, Hajime. In any case, if the super unselfish King wishes for it, I have no choice but to obey~

HARU: I won’t say anything about this matter anymore~ I think it’s best to follow what you want either way.

HARU: I’ll continue to support you no matter what.

HAJIME: (smiles) Thank you.

HARU: You’re welcome.

[13:32]

HARU: Ah, if we continue standing and talking here, we’ll be late.

HARU: I don’t want to be late since we woke up so early after all~

HARU: Shall we go?

HAJIME: Hm? Ah, yeah, let’s.

(They start walking)

HARU: (sighs) Even so…

HAJIME: Hm?

HARU: I’ve thought this for a while now but, our leaders—Hajime and Shun—you’re both people that are easily admired and easy to get along with.

HARU: Though, I guess that kinda makes you not “normal” in a way.

HAJIME: We are normal, you know? Both Shun and I.

HARU: Hm… I kinda want to see Kakeru and Koi, the proud “lower class members of society” as they call themselves, react to those words of yours.

HARU: I feel like they’ll give a great reaction~

HAJIME: What’s with that?

HARU: (laughs)

[14:40]

(school bell chimes, students begin chattering)

HARU: (stretches) Lecture’s over~ It makes me wanna say that I actually learned something.

HAJIME: (smiles) Exactly the reaction I’d expect.

HARU: Because it really is~

HARU: (Haru stands up) Alright…

HARU: Let’s go to the next class together and then, it’s work until night, isn’t it?

HAJIME: Yeah. Let’s go, Haru.

HAJIME: A normal end of the day. It’s the start of our daily life.

HARU: Roger~

(the staff is preparing the set)

HARU: The set is always so extravagant when it’s the New Year’s show. It really makes you feel that they’re excited for it, huh.

HAJIME: Is that so?

HARU: I guess you wouldn’t know since you don’t watch TV much.

HARU: Did you never laze around a kotatsu while watching TV?

HAJIME: I didn’t.

HAJIME: Our family usually met up with relatives or attended family reunions more during this time of year. If I’m being honest, winter break ends earlier if I just go along with them.

HARU: Oh, that’s a bit troublesome, huh. Normal commoners wouldn’t understand.

HARU: Still, I guess it’s one reason why you don’t answer your phone during this time.

HARU: Your argument with your grandmother last year was amazing, huh…

HAJIME: … It shows on my face when I know it’s getting bad.

HARU: It’s because of that that it ends abruptly, you know?

HARU: Well, never mind. I’ll just think that it’s a seasonal thing that happens.

HARU: So, um… Going back to the end-of-the-year show…

HARU: It feels a bit weird being in a show that you usually watch at home.

HAJIME: That’s because it never occurred to us that it’d happen since we rarely got TV offers last year.

HARU: Exactly. This here is another proof that things have changed, huh?

HARU: It makes me think that we’ve really become celebrities and all that~

HARU: A lot changed in a year, didn’t it?

HAJIME: Haru…

HARU: Hm?

HAJIME: Have you ever regretted debuting? Are you satisfied now?

HARU: Th-that’s pretty sudden.

HAJIME: Well, you keep changing topics so I thought I’d do it, too.

HAJIME: It’s fine to ask you stuff once in a while, too, right?

HARU: I don’t mind that and I’m honoured that you thought of doing that.

HARU: I don’t really have anything dramatic to hide during conversations~

HAJIME: I don’t have any, too.

HARU: Eh~? So, you’re not aware? You have something dramatic, you know?

HARU: How do I put it…? You’re always dramatic, in a way.

HAJIME: What’s with that?

HARU: Even if you’re not aware, that’s what it seems to me~ (chuckles)

HARU: I’m pretty mild compared to you.

HARU: We were both scouted and our parents both talked us into it and we accepted.

HARU: We debuted, met everyone in Gravi, started living in the dorms, we did a lot of jobs, saw a lot of different things, and now we’re here.

HARU: That’s why… We’re here.

HARU: The first time I saw you, it might have just been a simple thought when I got swept away.

HARU: But, I am myself and I was swept away by you after thinking it over properly so, it’s okay.

HARU: Though, I guess “being swept away” isn’t really a good word choice…

HARU: Hm… Going along with you? Yeah, that’s it.

HARU: I went along with you grandly and now I’m enjoying myself.

HARU: That’s why, it’s okay.

HAJIME: I see.

HARU: Yup, yup~ Kakeru, Koi, Arata, and Aoi. Hajime, too, and everyone in Procella. I’m glad that I got to do a lot of fun things with everyone. It was fun!

HARU: I think deeply that I want to repeat this year over and over.

HARU: I’m looking forward to the coming year, too. Aren’t you?

HAJIME: You’re right.

HARU: Yup~

HAJIME: One year has passed… A new year’s coming, huh.

HARU: It will be soon~

HAJIME: Of course. Lately, I’ve been feeling like time’s going by so fast.

HARU: (chuckles) That’s surely because of how fulfilling every day is.

HARU: A new year comes after this year. I hope that we’ll be able to do more and more fun things every year, too~

HAJIME: Yeah.

HAJIME: Now then.

HARU: Oh? Are we being called over already?

HAJIME: Looks like it.

HAJIME: Let’s go, Haru.

HARU: Roger, Hajime~ Shall we go then, Leader?

HAJIME: Yeah, let’s.

==END==

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Part Two of Chapter Two: Infirmum

I got cock blocked by the word limit while I was writing the first part of chapter two so I had to split it in half 😠

I don't feel so good.

Bile rises up in my throat and I feel my head get shoved to the side. I retch up stomach acid and chunks of ..... something. I can't remember what I've eaten. My eyes are open and throbbing, the pressure behind my eyes is painful. I'm not laying down anymore. I'm in a chair. It's metal. And cold. I blink slowly, still not fully conscious. Something wipes across my face. I blink again.

"Response to the anesthetic is normal."

"Hm?" I blink once again, slowly, and turn my head towards the sound. The man with the blue mask is standing next to me, the little table I saw before rolled up to his side. He's busy scribbling something down in a little notebook, and doesn't seem to see me watching him. I shift my gaze from the blue-masked man to the table. On it is a little tray, carrying a variety of instruments. I see and empty needle (probably the one he used on me before) and a needle full of a clear liquid. I swallow down the lump in my throat. I can just barely see some sort of surgical instruments. I feel the blood drain from my face at that. I feel bile from up again and gag. The man looks up from his notebook to see my green face and calmly pushes me over the side of my chair where I retch again, this time just stomach acid. His hand leaves my shoulder and I see him reach onto the tray. I don't move away, though, my brain not processing what he's doing. He picks up a rag and forces my head towards him, then proceeding to wipe my face of the vomit.

How kind.

He drops the rag back onto the little table and moves away from my line of sight. I slowly blink after him, watching him bring back a stool. He places the stool about two feet away from me and sits on it, holding his little notebook and an almost empty pen.

"I'm going to ask you questions, and you're going to answer them. Do you understand?" I barely have enough energy to lift my head up, so I don't respond. "We've had this discussion already. Would you like me to drug you again?" His words send a jolt through me. A give a small shake of the head. No. "Good. Now. What's your name?"

My name? He wants to know my name? He chased me, kidnapped me, and then drugged me, and now he wants to know my name?

...

What is my name? I know that it starts with (first letter of your name), but I can't remember anything else.

"I-I don't...uh.." I clear my throat, voice scratchy from the intense screaming and drugging. "I don't.....remember. I don't remember." My last words slur together as I try to lift my head up to face him. The man doesn't make any movements, and just sits there with his stupid pen hovering above the paper.

There's a break of silence.

"You don't remember." He states bluntly. "You can't remember your own name?" He rises off of the stool and towers over me. I shrink back as far as I can into my chair, squeaking as his rough voice speaks again. "What do you mean, you can't remember?"

"I mean! I mean- I mean I know..I know what it starts with! It starts with.. its starts with.., uh.." My voice trails off and tears build up behind my eyes. What did it start with again? The man sighs irritably.

"Okay. Calm down. What does it start with?" He doesn't move from his position above me.

"...(first letter of your name)..? I think..? I-I don't..I don't really remem-remember. I'll try again, though! I'll try.., I'll try again I promise!" I can feel his gaze look me over once before he moves back to sit on his stool. He stares at me for a second longer before turning his attention back to his little notebook. There's a pause in his writing as he stares down at the ink on the page. His head shifts upwards towards me and then back down to the notebook. He scribbles out a few more things and looks up at me.

"Are you having trouble remembering things?" I blink at him. My head falls forward as a sudden bout of dizziness hits me.

"Iuhm, I dunno.. i'sjus that i....mm not feeling so great." My words are slurring badly. My body starts to fall forward.

Guess I wasn't tied down. I see the man move off of the stool and in front of me, catching me before my chair tips and I hit the ground. I try to move my arms to push him off of me. So my hands are tied down.

That's progress, I guess.

He pushes me back upright, forcing my back to hit the back of the chair.

"Are you feeling dizzy?" A slight nod.

"Are you experiencing any sort of headache?" Another small nod.

"Are you hearing any sort of ringing?" I shake my head no. He rises a bit and pulls the table closer to us. I hear a few metal things shift and click. "Lift your head." I obey, not wanting to make him angry again. A light clicks on and I hiss, squeezing my eyes shut and snapping my head to the right. A pained sob leaves my lips as the throbbing in my head increases. I hear the....flashlight(?) click off.

His hand moves away. I hear him stand up, and the little table roll away. I keep my eyes shut and let my head gently rest against the head of the chair. I start to doze off, listening to the shifting sound of fabric and the clinking off metal. The throbbing in my head is intense, and I'm pretty sure that if I was outside of my body, I would be able to see my head throbbing. The blue-masked man starts to walk towards me but I don't pay him much attention, stupidly.

I can see his shadow crouch down in front of me.

"What're you doin..g?" I carefully open my eyes.

"I'm undoing your wrist restraints." That sparked a bit of confusion.

"What?"

"Are you hard of hearing? I'm undoing your wrist restraints."

"Why're you-!" He scoops me up, one arm under my knees, and one arm around my shoulders. "He-hey!" I struggle a bit in his arms. He ignores my struggles and continues to walk. I don't hear any door open, and we don't pass under anything that would indicate a change in the room.

This place is huge!

We reach the corner to the room and he drops me onto a bed. A let out a shrill cry as the bounce from the bed jostles my head.

"Sorry." The blue-masked man mutters and unapologetic apology as he sets to work re-tying my hands, binding them with the straps that are tied to the edge of the bed. "I'm going to give you a mild anesthetic, but only after you answer some questions that I have. Do you understand?" I don't respond, my body far ahead of my brain in terms of when I should fall asleep. Which was apparently right now. I hear a click and my eye is forced open to the blinding light of the flashlight. I yelp and my body jerks upwards, instinctively trying to get the light out of my eyes. "You will sleep when I tell you to sleep, do you understand?" He doesn't let my eye shut.

"Y-yes! Yes! I understand! I understand..." He seems satisfied with my response and lets my eye close, clicking off the flashlight at the same time.

"Good. Now. What can you remember? Recent events, or past events?" What can I remember?

"I-I remember a..uh..a few past events..? And.. and what just happened..?" My words come out more like a question, and not like the statement that I had intended.

"Describe the past events." He pulls out his notebook and pen. Since when did he have his notebook and pen? Where was he carrying it? My mind is slow to answer the questions, and the blue-masked man doesn't seem to patient with me right now. "I told you to describe what you remember. I strongly advise that you do, my patience is being worn thin." His threat sends vivid images into my mind of what he could do. I feel the blood drain out of my face as I stumble over my words to provide him with an answer.

"I remember my first day of kindergarten, and my mom, and my dad and what they look like and the first test that I failed and the dark! I remember the dark, and hiding under the bed..hiding under the bed.....from...someone. I don't remember who, though. Uhh.. I remember getting into my first car crash and my brothers funeral. I-I remember the fights-the fights-fights, and the-and the- and the smell of liquor. And the fights! I remember the fights. And the...uh.. what's it called? The.. um.. the.. my parents split up..?"

"A divorce?" The blue-masked man offered, scribbling furiously in his notebook.

"Yeah..! Yeah, the divorce, and and and my... uh.... my mom's marriage to this new guy..and.." I pause to catch my breath. Am I crying? When did I start to cry? "And.. and I had classes where...um....where I learned.. where I learned to fight..? I think?" The man pauses at that, before writing something down.

"Anything else?" I think for a moment, desperately clawing through my memories to provide him with the information that he wanted.

"My dad.. my dad kept coming to the house.. he kept coming.. coming to the house and he..uh.uhm .. he wasn't allowed to.. and the fire! The fire! I remember the fire!" It's true. My dad had set a fire in my mom's house, he had turned on the gas stove and let the kitchen fill up with gas before lighting it up.

"The fire?"

"Uhm.. yah, the , thum.. fire. My dad was... uh.. angry? He was angry at my mom..for ...for remarrying, so he .. he snuck into the house... and and lit it on fire." I can feel the blue-masked man's gaze on me but I don't look at him, I'm starting to get to absorbed into the story, but he isn't stopping me, so I continue. "I heard it. The fire. I felt it too, I felt it. It was so....so hot. And bright.. and I couldn't.. I couldn't get out. I remember.... I remember the screaming. Yah, I remember the screaming so....so..so.." I couldn't find the right word. The man is silent. "So.. clearly. Like it happened yesterday."

"When did it happen?"

When did the fire happen? A year ago?

"I think..I think it was a year ago...? Yah, a year ago. I remember pulling my mom out of her room... but I... I couldn't save my.. my .. what's it called..?" My bound hands are making little gestures as I tell the story.

"Stepdad?" The man contributes, his words careful. I glance at him. He's looking down at me, pen held tight in his hand. I can see that he's written a lot, the pages of his notebook flipped over and over, the ink staining the white.

"Yeah, stepdad. Stepdad stepdad stepdad stepdad." The word feels funny in my mouth.

"What happened after that?" I blink slowly, fatigue hitting me hard.

"I had ta.. I had ta get a job, to help pay for an... apart..ment? Apartment. At that stupid cafe with Creepybossman. I hate him."

The man takes note of this.

"Do you remember any recent memories?"

"Yah." It's quiet.

"Please elaborate."

"O-oh, sorry. I remember the rain. And-and I remember running. Running like ....super fast. And that car that was going way over the speed limit... and mask." The man is furiously writing.

"Mask?"

"Your mask. And skin." I ponder over his skin for a moment. There has to be a reason why I remember his skin. The man abruptly stands.

"You have been very cooperative tonight. Can you remember your name yet?" My name...? I think so.

"I think.. so?"

"Well what is it?"

"(n-name)..?" He nods once.

"Good. Well, (name)," the sound of my name being muffled by his mask as he speaks is unsettling. "You are allowed to sleep now. I'll give you a mild anesthetic, and a bit of pain killer. If you cause any trouble, make any noise, or are just a general nuisance, I will not hesitate to make you bleed. Do you understand?" A shiver rips down my spine.

"Y-yes."

"Good." He pulls out a needle from his pocket (maybe it's a hoodie?). "This will get you to sleep for a few hours. When you wake up, we will check on your progress." My progress?

"My progress on what?" The man moves my head to the side. I'm too tired to fight him.

"Your progress on that concussion." Concussion? I decide not to question it. I feel the needle prick my neck and my thought process go sluggish.

"Oh."

My body goes slack, and I fall asleep.

Sorry about the formatting of this chapter, I'm moving everything over on to tumblr from Wattpad, so it's a little weird. Also the word limit is a huge dick in the ass so sorry about that.

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youveneverbeenalone · 6 years

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Inktober for Writers/Fictober:

Day 30- Secret (Darejones)

Hello again, fam. Are you ready for the second to last installment of this project I took on a year ago and which took on a life of its own, but which has brought me such joy in the end? I think I am.

Today’s prompt, Secret, turned into one of my favorites. Maybe even my very favorite. It started as a crack idea that I barely started writing last year, but then I sat down and thought about it for a minute and realized ... I might be on to something. But then I took longer than I meant to in getting everything about it just right. I think it was worth it, though. I’m pretty proud of this one. I hope you like it.

Now, fair disclosure (and cw: sexual assault - not in the fic but in this paragraph): parts of what I write for Jessica are what I’d call ... autobiographically-adjacent. My story is different than hers in many ways (obviously) but there are still many similarities. That’s a big part of why I love her as a character so much and why I enjoy writing her. So occasionally I borrow inspiration from my own life and find a way to fit it into Jessica’s that will still make sense for her character and within her world. I try to do this with mostly little things. Details that the show never gets to or thinks to touch on. But I try not to do it with anything that would change the shape of her actual story. I never want to add something that doesn’t fit or seems out of character. Hopefully that’s not what’s happening here. Anyway, I may never have been experimented on and turned into a superhero, but I (like too many others) have been manipulated and experienced sexual violence against my will and one of the ways I chose to cope with that violation and reclaim my bodily autonomy was how Jessica chooses to in this one shot. So the idea didn’t just come from nowhere.

Anyway, this piece fits with the general timeline I was creating with the other Inktober for Writers oneshots from last year, right after they first get together. Like immediately after, in the morning.

To refresh your memory and/or to catch up, here are the preceding 29 days on AO3 (tumblr links are being fussy rn). Give me your thoughts if you’re so inclined. I’d enjoy hearing them if you’re interested in sharing. And again - thank you, with every fiber of my being for reading! You’re all the best!

Day 30 - Secret

When he happens to notice this new, secret bit of information about her is as much of a surprise as the discovery itself, because he is not typically one to miss such details, though he’ll chalk most of that up to the fact that the first time he was introduced to that patch of her skin, he was a little preoccupied. But when they’re getting up and around the next morning, he’s free of distractions as he happens upon it again.

It happens the morning after - after they spend the night together for the first time - when he offers to make her breakfast, having woken her gently with kisses, soft touches to her face, and general adoration that she pretends to despise but he can tell she actually loves. She grunts a begrudging affirmative, still groggy and very put out to be awake before 10 am, but gets up and puts on her underwear and t-shirt as he pulls on pajama pants and a t-shirt of his own. Next she finds her jeans and moves to step in them, but in her still half-asleep state, her foot catches in the fabric, and she starts to fall.

He’s behind her in seconds, pulling her up with one hand grabbing her hip and the other at her shoulder to steady her, a smirk on his face. But his expression immediately morphs into one of confusion.

“Wait, is that a tattoo?” The hand holding her hip now traces the skin slightly to the right of her left hip bone where a circular tattoo, about the size of a plum is inked into her skin.

She heaves a big sigh and fights a losing battle with a blush, rolling her head to angle away from him. “I was wondering if you were going to notice that.”

He chuckles softly. “Forgive me if my attention was diverted last night when I might have had the chance to notice it. I would hope my efforts were appreciated and that the oversight could be forgiven,” he says with a sly grin as he leans in and kisses her neck where she’s exposed it for him.

She shivers and he notices her pulse spike. The shiver seems like an indicator that she enjoyed the gesture, but he can’t quite parse if it’s the good kind of pulse spike or not as her adrenaline spikes as well. But then she turns in his hold so that they’re face-to-face, and he makes a mental note to avoid her neck from behind until they’ve had a conversation about it, just to be sure. She doesn’t seem too upset, though, and links her hands around his neck.

“I probably don’t want to know the answer to this question, but how can you tell?”

He settles his hands on her hips and shrugs. “It has to do with the … density of the skin in that area, for lack of a better word. I can feel the ink sitting in the dermis layer.”

“Yeah, that’s not creepy and simultaneously gross at all.”

He just smirks at her. “May I?”

“Fine,” she huffs.

With gentle, teasing fingers, he resumes his tracing of the outline of the shape with a quiet intensity. He pretends not to notice her sharp intake of breath or rapidly increasing pulse as he does. Instead, he narrates what he finds.

“So it’s a smiley face. But a … dead one? Like, with ex-ed out eyes?”

She huffs an exasperated sigh at him, but it sounds like she’s holding back a bit of a chuckle. “It’s the Nirvana logo, dumbass.”

Matt closes his eyes and inclines his head a few degrees, appropriately chagrined even if it’s not technically realistic for him to have known that. He wasn’t really a fan of grunge before the accident.

“Right. Sorry. It’s been a while since I’ve seen it.”

She bites her lip and rolls her eyes at him, still fighting a laugh. “I guess you’re forgiven.”

He puts a hand to his chest, voice feigning shock. “I’m touched by your magnanimity.”

At this, Jessica playfully punches him in the shoulder.

A beat passes as he begins re-tracing the outline of the shape on her soft skin, mesmerized by this new discovery. His voice is quiet when he finally works up the courage to ask the question that is suddenly burning a hole through the center of his brain.

“What made you decide to get it?”

She doesn’t seem to understand the sincerity of his interest and shrugs. “I don’t know. Why does any young idiot get a tattoo? I had just turned eighteen and was desperate to do anything that would prove my independence to any and everyone who would listen. Plus, I might have been a little drunk. And I, uhhh … nevermind.”

Matt cocks his head at the way that she begins to trail off, as though editing herself before sharing something too … well, he’s not quite sure what. But he has a suspicion.

“What?”

“Do you not know what ‘nevermind’ means?”

And the flinty edge that is now creeping into her tone does nothing to dissuade him of said suspicion. He runs a few contingencies in his head about how to proceed before making a calculated choice to respond with sarcasm.

“Oh, wait … I do know this one! It’s the name of a Nirvana album?”

“Cute,” she huffs with a halfhearted sneer of a smile. But it’s not too far off of the mark for what he was expecting in response, and it’s less of a shutdown than she could have given him, so he looks at the floor as he pushes her just a little harder.

“Thanks. But, it just seemed like you were thinking really hard about something before you changed your mind. And it just seemed like it was somewhat significant. Now, you don’t have to tell me; you never have to tell me anything you don’t want to. But you also don’t have to not tell me something just because it is significant. I don’t scare that easy, Jones. I’m Daredevil, remember?”

She shakes her head and scoffs at him. “I don’t — I mean, look, I just … ughhh. Fine. It’s just that … even though I wasn’t really consciously thinking it, looking back, it was something I wanted to do for myself. To myself. To show that even though those bastards at IGH had done whatever the fuck they’d done to me, my body was still mine and I got to decide my fate. Including choosing to get a shitty Nirvana tattoo on my hip.”

She’s deflated by the end - as though the disclosure took an inordinate amount of energy from her - posture sagging and looking down and away from him.

Matt blinks at her. “Wow, Jess. That is … surprisingly insightful. And it makes a lot of sense, actually. Thank you for telling me that. Truly.” He brings a gentle hand up to cup her face and lifts her chin, as if to make eye contact with her and emphasize his words.

“Yeah, well, congratulations. You know all my secrets now,” she says in a flat voice.

He struggles and fails to suppress a chuckle, because the idea strikes him as patently ridiculous. Someone as complex and complicated and intelligent and interesting as Jessica Jones is bound to have more secrets than a Nirvana tattoo. Surely.

“Somehow I doubt that,” he says in an arch tone.

But she doesn’t chuckle back or even huff a laugh under her breath at him. Instead she pushes hard against his chest, effectively breaking out of his hold, and smacks him in the arm with a surprising amount of force.

“What? What’s wrong?” he asks, very confused at her sudden change in mood.

“That wasn’t supposed to be funny, asshole. But believe me, I’m thrilled to know this is just a big joke to you. That I’m a joke to you.” She storms off, out of his bedroom and into the living room.

Matt hurries after her, his mind reeling and anxiety coursing through his veins. He’s never made such a terrible miscalculation in how she’d respond to his sarcasm, but he supposes it was bound to happen eventually. He just wishes it wasn’t in response to such a fragile moment that he unintentionally stomped all over.

“No! Jess. Never. You’re the furthest thing from a joke to me. I swear. I-I’m sorry. You’re right. That was … very unfair of me. Please forgive me for being so flippant. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings or invalidate what you were trying to share with me. I’m sorry.”

A quick scan reveals she’s not particularly moved by his words, standing still and silent, arms crossed tight over her chest, as she stares out of his apartment window into the distance.

He runs a nervous hand through his hair and walks a few cautious steps toward the next window over, but she gives no sign that she acknowledges him. Heaving a heavy sigh, he leans back against the brick wall in between the windows and looks down, addressing his feet as much as he’s addressing her.

“I just meant that there’s so much more to you, so much more than what you present to the world. And I see that. Just as I see why you keep it locked away. You’d be crazy not to. Or at least a glutton for punishment with no survival instinct. But you’re neither of those things. You’re beautifully complex and complicated and messy and I love you for it. For all of it. But please believe me when I say I’m not scared of it. I’m not scared of you or of any possible secret you may have. I meant it when I said you never have to tell me anything, but you always can if you want to or if you need someone to talk to. About whatever.”

She answers him in the form of a heavy sigh as she shifts her weight, leaning into her opposite hip. But she still says nothing, staring blankly out at the city below.

Matt sighs in frustration before making himself take a step back to reassess. He’s pretty sure she’s listening - if not, she would have just left. She had every opportunity to. And he’s seen her leave for much less in the past. So he can’t give up yet. Matt licks his lips as he tries his last remaining strategy, edging ever so carefully closer to her as he speaks.

“Not gonna argue - I totally deserve the silent treatment, but that’s gonna make today pretty miserable for me. So is there anything I could do to make it up to you? Or to show you how sorry I am? I mean, I was already going to make breakfast, but at this point, maybe you’d like it in bed?”

She still refuses to look at him, but she turns from looking out the window to looking down at the floor as she leans her left side against the brick wall in between the windows.

Matt considers this progress and continues edging toward her and offering suggestions for how he could pay his penance.

“Or maybe some old fashioned groveling would help?”

Jessica rolls her eyes at that, and Matt smirks at the fact that he seems to be winning her over, slowly but surely.

“Or maybe … I could get a matching tattoo?”

She bites her lip at that, no doubt to keep from smirking at him. But he’s not about to let her get away with that.

“Is that it? Oh, I think that’s it. But where do you think would be best? Here?”

He holds up his arm, flexing his bicep, and though she can’t help but look at him now, she’s doing her damnedest not to smile. But Matt is nothing if not persistent.

“Or maybe here?” he asks, gesturing with his left hand to his right shoulder blade as he turns around and pulls his t-shirt over his head.

Casually, he drops the shirt to the floor, and as it falls, Jessica’s pulse begins to rise. Matt turns back around to face her and edges one last step toward her, stopping just short of arms-length apart.

He slides a finger under the waistband of his pajama pants and lowers them just far enough to expose his own left hip. “Or what about here? Then we can really match.”

Finally losing the battle against her will, Jessica scoffs at him as a tiny smirk breaks across her scowling face. “Idiot,” she says, though with decidedly less acid in her voice than a few moments ago.

“But I’m your idiot,” he says, as he moves slowly back into her space, allowing her the chance to turn away. When she doesn’t, he settles his hands around her waist and leans his forehead forward to touch hers, ever so gently.

“You’d better be,” she huffs with an exaggerated pout. But then she softens, and he watches, perplexed and absolutely elated, as she curls into him, resting her head on his right shoulder and tracing mindless patterns over the planes of his chest.

A sun-bright grin starts to break across his face, but he turns and presses a soft kiss into her hair to keep it from blinding her. This is a rare display of vulnerability from her and he doesn’t want to spook her or ruin the moment. Instead he responds in a tone with which he assumes she’ll be more comfortable.

“The infamous Jessica Jones showing some amount of affection?! What will people say if they find out?”

She pushes back far enough to give him a look, but it lacks the full threat of which she is capable. “You better not go around ruining my image, Murdock. I’ve got a reputation to uphold.”

She leans back against his chest, one hand wrapped around his neck while the other settles over his heart, beating steadily - if a little more rapidly at her close proximity.

Matt wouldn’t be able to stifle the magnitude of his smile this time, even if he tried. So he doesn’t.

“Your secret’s safe with me, Jones. All of them.” His hand returns to her hip and ever so lightly traces the outline of her tattoo as he speaks. “I promise.”

A beat passes as the tension between them swells, and Matt listens as Jessica’s heart once again begins to race. And then she’s surging forward, pressing her lips to his, and wrapping her arms around him with a resolution that makes Matt’s blood sing. But not just in a physical way.

Because the way she is reaching for him now feels different. More sure. More comfortable. Like he’s passed some kind of a test, or made it through some trial and proved his worth. Like he’s earned another clue to help him solve puzzle that is Jessica Jones. He understands that as of this moment, he has been let into her world in a way that few (if any) ever have. And he vows never to betray the trust or the gift she has given him in sharing these secret parts of herself with him.

He pulls her in like a lifeline and kisses her right back, sure hands settling at the small of her back and the base of her throat like anchor points, holding her to him. In doing so, he hopes that he has successfully communicated his promise to her. And if the look she gives him as she takes his hand and turns back to his bedroom after they part for breath - chests heaving in tandem - is any indication, he’s guessing she’s got some idea.

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By the time they actually make it to the kitchen to start working on breakfast, it’s closer to noon than to a respectable breakfast hour, but Matt can’t honestly say he minds. In fact, he thinks that by being with Jessica, he may come to develop a new appreciation for the existence of brunch.

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P.S. If anyone is curious (and because I enjoy showing it off) - here’s my version of reclaiming my bodily autonomy by getting a tea saucer sized tattoo between my shoulder blades. So totally worth it.

#inktober for writers #fictober #my fic #a prompt a day #darejones #mess #messica #matt murdock/jessica jones #matt x jessica #mattjess #matt murdock x jessica jones #jessica x matt

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imagine-loki · 6 years

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Irked

Title: Irked

Author lokilover9

Chapter 13

Original Imagine: Imagine due to having highly effective telekinesis, Tony Stark seeks you out and hires you. Loki’s been forced to live there by Odin and help on missions when needed, making penance to Midgardians. Prior to moving into the Tower, you learn of his superior and arrogant attitude and upon being introduced, immediately dislike him. Particularly because he looks at you like your his next meal. Rating: Teen

Spending the afternoon inventing traits for their characters was entertaining to say the least. Especially the ones Loki teasingly wrote about Shandis. As it turned out however, that wasn’t the only important topic they needed to discuss.

“Adding some of your own personal traits, could make things easier to remember.” He teased. “Let’s see. Cheeky, unruly, obstinate, short tempered…”

She was eating pistachios and tossed one at him, not noticing it landed in his crotch. Loki considered asking her to retrieve it, but declined, thinking he may end up with the television over his head.

“Oh really?” She retorted. “How about some of yours? Mysterious, sarcastic, oozes brattiness from every pore.”

He waited a minute. “That’s the worst you could come up with? Perhaps I’m growing on you then.”

Shandi quickly changed the subject. “You need a Midgardian age. I suggest 32.”

“Accepted. I could see how close to a millennium might appear suspicious.”

“Oh, before I forget, I’ve researched reasons for hair loss and found one you should remember.”

“Whatever for?” He asked.

“It’s hard getting my wig to look just right and I’m thinking it may become noticeable. Should anyone ask…”

“You don’t have to wear it. I could obliterate the entire application process with magic.”

“No thank you, it’s fine.” She politely replied. “As I was saying…”

“Shandi, I keep asking you to trust me. Do you not at all?”

She went quiet for a moment and leaned back into the couch. “Okay, I’m going to be completely honest with you.”

Realizing she was serious, Loki put aside his pen and paper. “Please do.”

“It bothered me earlier that you expected me to portray Elizabeth a certain way without warning, or a better explanation as to why. It put me on the spot and I only complied because Alice could’ve left at any moment.”

“My apologize Shandi, I hadn’t intended to. A theory came to mind and based on what we know of Alice’s personality, I thought to test it.”

She locked eyes with him then. “Which you did at my expense Loki. There’s bound to be moments of unpredictability during this mission, that will require sporadic actions from my character. If I don’t know all her issues or why they exist, who knows how I could jeopardize things. Understand that I won’t consent to anything like that again without knowing much more and your actions have left me concerned.”

“Of?” He asked.

“I’m questioning what else you may attempt without my knowledge, beyond things at my expense.”

Here was this woman whose pulse he could increase, merely with his nearness, her eyes now boring into him with an intensity he’d yet to see, her demeanor confident and assured.

“You’re right.” He respectfully replied. “My actions were inappropriate and again, I apologize.”

Shandi wasn’t expecting such reactions at all. He’d constantly projected an air of pompousness and superiority, yet now appeared humbled.

“Remember you recently asked if I’d planned on attempting to jeopardize this mission?”

Her gaze lowered in a nod. “I do.”

“Shandi, look at me please?”

Obeying, her insides softly quivered.

“I meant it.” Loki continued. “And know without a doubt, that at no point, will I jeopardize your safety either.”

For some reason, she’d strongly sensed he wouldn’t, yet was grateful they were openly discussing things. “Thank you.” She replied. “From now on, let’s review everything at the end of each day, so we’re always on the same page?”

“I think that’s an excellent idea.” When her shoulders fell and expression softened, he regretted causing her such worry.

Shandi sipped her wine and refocused. “So, what ‘was’ your theory about Alice?”

Loki explained that the previous night, he’d re read their information about Alice and made some assumptions regarding her personality. Upon meeting her, he learned they were correct. Not only was she friendly, but intelligent, very warm, kind, compassionate and seemingly affectionate with friends, as she’d put her arm around Beth a few times. “Remember during Tony’s meeting, he asked us to invent a valid reason for your aversion to being touched?” “Yes.” She replied. “We must work on that.”

“Actually, I’d thought of one before approaching Alice. It was the reason behind testing my theory.”

Shandi listened and when he finished, her mouth hung ajar. “Loki, that’s very tragic.”

“I know, but it could aid in attaining Alice’s friendship faster, while embedding into her mind, the seriousness of your aversion. Then hopefully as Nat put it, she’ll avoid becoming ‘touchy-feely,’ with you completely, as will anyone close to her.”

Shandi knew the grave importance of no one discovering her fake pregnancy. “I’m not refuting any of this, but still don’t quite understand.”

“Mother of seven, who loves babies. A pillar of and activist for her community whose curious of newcomers. She volunteers in schools, the local community center and nursing home. Initiates her own fundraisers and donates the money to those less fortunate. Her life revolves around caring for people. Introduce that level of kindness to a pregnant newcomer who hasn’t any friends here yet, fears being apart from her spouse too long, appears overly nervous amidst crowds and fiercely protects herself from anyone who even attempts touching her? You could easily play on her sympathies Shandi.”

A heavy sigh escaped her. “Even if I agreed to doing so, that tragedy isn’t something you reveal out of the blue. It would be awkward to, period.”

“I’d handle the telling if you wished. In the meantime, we’d build up to it by piquing her curiosity.”

“What if we don’t see her again until the fair?”

“By shopping constantly for our nursery and spending the towns lunch hours everyday at the park? I’m quite certain we would.”

“How do we pique her curiosity at the park?” She asked.

“With some simple exercises to help alleviate your ‘nervousness.’

She took a few moments to contemplate everything, then asked. “What’s with the fear of being apart from you?”

“Another curiosity peeker, or optional excuse to avoid invalid situations.”

“Should I portray Elizabeth this way, you do realize we’d be stuck to each other like glue most of this mission?”

Damn, did Loki bite his tongue. “Well darling, you did sign up for Cactus sitting. Would it be so bad portraying one with such issues?” His eyes suddenly crossed. “After all, you’ve me to protect you.”

“Oh, pfft. That’s reassuring.”

A chuckle escaped him. “It’s up to you.”

Shandi hadn’t banked on playing a ‘nervous nelly’ beyond the maternity shop incident, but it ‘could’ work. “Okay..I’m in. As long as I get details about those exercises.”

“Of course. Would you still like help with your wig?”

“I’d almost forgotten about that.”

“The process is quick and painless, really.”

“That’s not very reassuring either, Loki.”

He laughed, then explained and she was startled to learn it was that simple. “Magic is a wondrous thing darling.”

Shandi opted to close her eyes and Loki stood, tossed a green mist towards her and quietly left. A subtle tingling sensation then spread over her entire scalp, lasting for only seconds before she darted to the main floor washroom. Stemming from every root, her long, dark waves had been altered to loose red curls, that perfectly matched her wig. “Holy shit, this is amazing!”

Loki was in the kitchen, pouring some whiskey when she found him. “I gather you approve?”

“I’m awed.” She replied. “Not only is my wig a time consuming pain in the ass, but feels like I’m wearing a heating pad on my head. A break from it sometimes would be amazing Loki and if there’s a kindness I could do for you in return, please name it.”

He was dumbfounded. Had she just offered him gratitude for a kindness so simple for him to accomplish? The last person to have done so, was Frigga and he never thought anyone would again. “I expect nothing in return. I offered because I wanted to, Shandi.”

“Nothing?” She asked.

“Nothing.”

“Would you..do it tomorrow then?”

“I’ll do it every day if you wish.”

The sparkle in her eye and how she smiled in that moment, affected him so profoundly, he was determined to be responsible for it more often. Especially when she stepped forward suddenly and planted an unexpected kiss on his cheek. Realizing her actions, she slowly backed away and Loki struggled not to return the kiss, intimately.

“Despite being honest about no expectations, I can’t say that wasn’t appreciated.”

Scarlet faced, Shandi gestured towards the corridor. “Okay, well uhh..character stuff. We should get back to that, so I’ll just be down the hall.” She left, heart thumping in her chest. ‘What were you thinking woman? Do not do that again, it’s dangerous. Damn he smells good.’

Loki poured another shot and adjusted his twitching cock. ‘Not just yet my friend, not just yet.’

When done refining their characters, they contacted Nat and Clint. Not only were they pleased to learn about Alice too, but Nat approved of Loki’s idea.

“The seed was basically planted when we met at Beth’s shop Beautiful and I’d guess she told Alice of the incident.”

“Maybe.” Shandi replied. “I’m not familiar with playing on people’s sympathies though.”

“No worries. Clint will volunteer some lessons, won’t you Baby Cakes?”

Loki cackled at the name.

“Me?” Asked Clint.

Nat continued. “Remember the night we caught him watching porn?”

Shandi chuckled. “Yes.”

“He spent days, playing on mine after that.”

“Oh come on, I apologized!”

“True.” Said Nat. “But you’re addicted and should seek therapy.”

Everyone laughed and as the conversation continued, the four devised plan. Nat and Clint would watch Beth’s shop daily for signs of Alice, while Loki and Shandi hung around town, waiting on word of her presence. This would guarantee seeing her again before the fair. Then Nat thought of another idea involving a second interaction between her and Shandi and once Nat payed the shop a visit, all would be set.

After the call ended, Loki shook his head. “You watched porn with Baby Cakes and Ella without your husband present? Perhaps you’d like to explain this wife?”

“Pfft. Perhaps not husband and Ella and I are innocent.”

“Is that so?” His eyes playfully narrowed. “I fail to believe you two are innocent of much, now talk.”

“I’m afraid what occurs between female besties is highly classified.” She cooly replied. “If I told you, I’d have to kill you.”

Loki’s arms crossed. “I see. Tell me something Lizzy. Did you just confess to adultery?”

Shandi pondered her next words, then smirked. “I’ll leave you with that thought Clifford, I’ve some laundry to do.” Seconds later, she snorted, hearing his reply.

“Queen of unruliness!”

Later, while observing her sleep later, Loki recalled her gratitude and how she’d agreed to everything, despite expressing such concern for his earlier actions. Then he reflected upon his immature behavior since they’d met. All the agitating, teasing and tricks, those were the actions of a boy, not an intelligent God. And what the hell had compelled him to use an attraction spell on her? He’d refrained from such things since mid adolescence, when his heightened sense of smell suddenly developed. Unaware then, it was a Frost Giants trait, he still remained oblivious to its true purpose, but did enjoy one advantage. Amongst the many women he’d desired throughout life, very few hadn’t felt the same. Those who did and attempted denial, were revealed by the scent of their arousal. Nothing some extra charm, prowess and persistence never solved. This had even worked on his first love Iris, who like Shandi, denied her mutual attraction in the beginning. Yet he hadn’t acted as ridiculous towards her, nor had her scent affected him the same. Shaking Iris’s painful memory from his head, he further pondered Shandis scent. More appeasingly potent than any he’d ever detected, it lured him to her, heightened all of his senses and ignited unusual urges to mark and possess her. He’d thought of marking her before, but believing it barbaric, had refrained. Yet now, like some primitive instinct, rising from the pit of his soul, it was steadily getting stronger and his desire becoming feral. “I want you in a way I’ve yet to understand.” He quietly whispered. “You make me think and feel things I never have and…” He hesitated a moment. “It’s driving me fucking crazy! Norns, what am I saying?” She stirred and he waited, then caressed her cheek, smirking at the soft sigh she expelled. “Forgive me for my mischievous ways, but you ‘will’ become mine Shandi. I can’t have it any other way.” With that, a soft kiss to her temple made another dream begin.

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whereisvanderwood · 6 years

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could I request the rfa + v and saeran reacting to mc telling them they're asexual (either sex repulsed or just isn't interested and therefor not wanting to have sex)? if this counts a nsfw/isn't something you'd like to write for that's 100% okay! thank you for your time (and I'd totally be interested in that discord server)!

This request really piqued my interest to be honest. I can realate to these types of feelings in my personal life. I’ve never written anything about this kind of topic before, so I hope it’s alright!! Thank you for YOUR time!

And I’m SO GLAD you’re interested! I’d love to post the link soon! Keep an eye out for it! The server is open for any fanficion writers or OC makers to join. Experience does not matter– you can be a newbie or a veteran of the art and you’ll all be equally as welcome.

RFA + Another Story reacting to MC confessing she’s asexual.

*:･ﾟ✧

YOOSUNG

It wasn’t really something the two of you spoke about frequently, or even joked about. You were both the shy type, and any mention of the topic paints the boy’s face a tomato red.

But… it was something you were meant to do in a relationship, right? It was part of being in love.

The more time passed, the more worried you became about the topic. The relationship was a total hit and it seemed to be nothing but working.

But then one day, he decided to be a man.

“MC, can I talk to you about something?”

“What’s up?”

“I uh… I’m not sure how else to put this but… do you think we should… you know… do it?”

“‘It’?”

“Yeah… ‘it’. It’s what couples are supposed to… do, isn’t it?”

You could tell how much courage it took him just to even bring it up, so you thought it best to be courteous enough to give him the truth.

He didn’t quite understand the concept at first, but he did when you forced yourself to go into a little more detail about it.

It was important that he knew it didn’t change your love for him. It was just one element of the relationship that didn’t seem compulsory to you.

“I… I understand.”

You apologised for not bringing it up sooner, and became worried that it could potentially mean the end of your relationship with him.

He told you it didn’t matter to him at all. If it meant you could still waste hours upon hours in a day playing LOLOL together and doing all the same things you loved doing together, it didn’t matter to him in the slightest.

ZEN

Being with Zen made your world seem so perfect, and everything you would worry about would dissipate into nothingness with him in your life.

You didn’t like it when he would talk about his “inner beast”, or how men are greedy in that way.

It was on the first night you ever visited him to make sure he was alright, suggested by majority of the RFA, Jaehee excluded of course.

It was obvious to anyone that sparks had begun flying between the two of you, and something was bound to ignite the start of a lasting love sooner than later.

Sitting on the roof together, watching the stars as he opened himself up to you calmed your nerves so much. Your eyes rested on his angelically pale face as he spoke with that heart-melting voice of his. You slowly began to not feel so afraid as what you were much earlier in the day.

“Hey… Zen? You know that… ‘inner beast’ of yours?”

“Y-Yeah?”

what’s its name?

“Well… I don’t think… I have an… ‘inner beast.’”

You loved that he knew exactly what you were talking about the moment the words left your beautifully plush lips.

You watched every little feature on his face for a hint of disappointment, a twitch in annoyance, anything. But he looked somewhat… relieved?

Maybe he was much more nervous about the topic than you originally anticipated.

While the atmosphere was what it was – one of being a safe environment where you could say anything - you went into it a little more, considering how Zen had just been very open about his own personal life with you.

“You should know that I don’t accept you any less, MC. And… I’m sorry if me talking about it every now and then makes you feel uncomfortable.”

He promised you he wouldn’t do anything that you didn’t like or crossed your personal boundaries.

You even let him give you a nice warm hug to finish off the night you had together.

JAEHEE

She used to think she was asexual herself for a really long time, but it wasn’t until you came along that she discovered her true orientation.

Have you ever seen a girl so beautiful your sexuality changed

She didn’t really have any female friends either, so she just assumed that’s how she was.

When the two of you began to catch up more outside of the RFA, and especially when you ran your own coffee house together, you both knew you were more than just “friends” at this point.

But for you, you didn’t want to go much further than that. You were happy with how things had been going on the surface, and you were happy with not talking about “bedroom” topics. All you knew was that you didn’t want anything to do with it.

And from what it looked like to you, Jaehee was just as happy.

So it was you who approached first, wondering where her own standing with it the concept was. You were curious.

“Jaehee? Are you busy?”

“Not at all, MC. Is something bothering you?”

“You could say that…”

You opened with expressing your understanding that she’s still relatively new with this whole relationship thing, and it can be a little rocky for anyone who’s still discovering their own colour of love.

When you confessed your own feelings towards intercourse, you didn’t expect her to react the way she did. In fact, you at least expected somewhat of a reaction, not a smile and nod.

“To be honest, I had a suspicion that might be the case. But it doesn’t matter to me, MC.”

She openly expressed how she was happy just doing what the two of you had been doing thus far, and being completely content with it being the way your relationship is defined, even though it might seem to others that you’re just best friends and not really in love.

She still loved you to bits.

JUMIN

His own disinterest in women for the longest time lead him to identify himself as the same way.

But this man kept you in his house for nearly a whole week with his possessiveness and desire to keep you close to him. You couldn’t think of anything more embarrassing than to tell him you weren’t, naturally, sexually attracted to anyone.

There were plenty of occasions where he talked about potentially “getting closer as a couple”, and he wasn’t afraid to voice his romantic desires ever since you came knocking on his door.

He still considered himself a Christian, however, and within its belief system he wanted to try and abstain from sex before marriage.

“MC, may I have a moment of your time?”

At each of his attempts to spark conversation of the topic, nothing wanted to make you cave in on yourself. It was never a nice, let alone easy, thing to talk about with you.

You tried to avoid it as much as you could, but you could only avoid it for so long.

“What do you think about having sex with me?”

His bluntness took you off guard, especially with that one word you hated hearing.

“I, umm… I don’t think I’m really… interested right now, Jumin.”

“What do you mean ‘not interested’?”

He wouldn’t back down. So you toughened up and spelt it out for him. Curse him and his confidence. You only wished you weren’t as afraid of confrontation like him.

“I understand your feelings, MC. I just don’t understand why you wouldn’t tell me in the first place.”

You felt more at ease whenever you were around him after overdue conversation was out in the open. You no longer felt like he might pounce on you like Elizabeth the 3rd when you least expect it, putting you in the worse position you could imagine.

But you were grateful for his understanding and acceptance of your feelings.

SEVEN

Especially when he’d been out on a long and hard mission, all he’d want is you. He can’t stand being away from you, and it makes him feel terrible, too. Quality time with you is one of his favourite things in the world.

In the earlier years of your relationship, you’d actually tried the experience for yourself, much to your prior disinterest – you felt it to be more of an obligation than a pleasure.

But since after that, you’d found yourself left unsatisfied, or perhaps ‘bored’ would be a more accurate description. You were positive you should’ve felt some sort of spark, or at least an unquenchable craving for love.

The door of the bunker opened, and you met him at the front door. He closed it before his comrade-in-arms could even enter.

You shared a beautifully warm hug with him. One that didn’t need words to express how much you missed the other’s presence with the exception of a ticklish breath of “I missed you” in your ear.

Even that didn’t evoke any underlying desires. Oddly, you suddenly felt sad about it.

You felt his hands move from behind your neck to your waist, and his lips brush your neck as they came to meet yours, but not before planting a few pecks here and there on your cheek.

It was a harmless kiss, but you felt him begin to slowly increase in passion. You moved your hands to in front of you, slightly pushing against his chest.

“Seven, w-wait.”

He stopped straight away, the last thing him wanting to do being making you uncomfortable in any way.

You felt terrible for confessing what you wish you didn’t have to ruin. You felt like you’d lied to him since your first ‘experience’ with him.

He listened without a joke in sight, his ears wide open. With a simple nod, he spoke;

“Okay… let’s just take it slow. I’ll love you no matter what anyway, my 606.”

V - JIHYUN

The mint-eyed photographer was somewhat someone you could share your present feelings to an extent.

Since his abusive and damaging relationship with Rika, he’d more or less been subjected to not the most pleasant of sexual experiences. For a number of years, he’d been put off from any desire to re-engage in any type of bedroom activities.

He was afraid of the intimacy. As much as he believed he deserved every bit of Rika’s infliction, it didn’t take away the fear of the moment. Whereas with you, you had no sexually intimate craving whatsoever.

Out of the two of you, he was even more hesitant to begin a relationship than you were, and you were honestly convinced you wouldn’t meet someone as apprehensive about romance as yourself.

There were plenty of moments where you even questioned if what you really had could be deemed as a relationship at all. But you knew he was still recovering from a broken history.

“V… do you still feel love?” you asked him one day.

“I do… but I believe it’s a different kind of love than what the recognized meaning is.”

You saw the nervousness in his face from just the one sentence.

“I think I know what you mean.”

At most, the two of you would engage in the little acts of affection. Holding hands, cuddling, maybe a few kisses on the forehead and some hair play, but it wouldn’t escalate much further than that.

The both of you were plenty happy to keep it that way. As long as you were both content, it never seemed like the relationship wasn’t progressing to either one of you.

SAERAN

He craved the closeness, since being deprived of any love at all from his mother, brother, even his ‘Saviour’. You turned his world upside down.

But those three days in Mint Eye, when he still struggled with his serious case of dual personalities, the physical torment he put you through was one of the worse things you could fear to experience.

He already felt terrible about the matter, and hadn’t even stopped apologising about it yet, even months after the event. You couldn’t bring yourself to tell him that one extra detail.

But for the most of it, you didn’t have to pick him up on any behaviour you didn’t approve of. In fact, he generally kept some physical distance from you in fear that he might hurt you again. It would be soul-crushing.

You reassured him that him sitting next to you, touching shoulders, on the couch while snuggle was perfectly fine with you, and there was nothing to be afraid of. After all, you wanted closeness with him, too.

Just not that type of closeness.

You still slept in the same bed, but you often subconsciously stayed as close to your end as you were able without falling off. You hadn’t realised he picked up on this behaviour, which is what, according to him, lead him to believe you were still afraid of his proximity.

“I understand if you want to keep your distance, MC. I don’t blame you for being that way around me…”

You sighed. “I’ve forgiven you for everything, Saeran. I promise it’s not you… it’s me.”

After you told him, he was so relieved you could see it all over his face. His shoulders instantly relaxed and he exhaled a held-breath. He held both of your hands and brought them to his lips.

“I don’t care about that at all. As long as you’re by my side, then I’m happy with what we are.”

*:･ﾟ✧ There’s something about making an OC that just makes you feel like a proud parent and it’s so great.

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mrkwonandmrchoibabygirl · 6 years

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50 SHADES OF KWON JI YONG PT 2

A/N LISTEN UP BEACHES I EDITED THIS WHILE EATING SKITTLES AND DUPLINGS SO YOU KNOW I WASNT NORMAL WHILE EDITING I HOPE I EDITED EVERYTHING IF NOT I’LL CORECT THIS LATER

Genre:Fanfiction/Romance/Erotic Romance

Type:Rated-r(later chapters)

Word Count 5,084

PT.1 , PT2 PT.3

My heart is pounding. The elevator arrives on the first floor, and I scramble out as soon as the doors slide open, stumbling once, but fortunately not sprawling on to the immaculate sandstone floor. I race for the wide glass doors, and I’m free in the bracing, cleansing, damp air of Seoul. Raising my face, I welcome the cool refreshing rain. I close my eyes and take a deep, purifying breath, trying to recover what’s left of my equilibrium. No man has ever affected me the way Kwon Jiyong has, and I cannot fathom why. Is it his looks? His civility? Wealth? Power? I don’t understand my irrational reaction. I breathe an enormous sigh of relief. What in heaven’s name was that all about? Leaning against one of the steel pillars of the building, I valiantly attempt to calm down and gather my thoughts. I shake my head. Holy crap – what was that? My heart steadies to its regular rhythm, and I can breathe normally again. I head for the car.As I leave the city limits behind, I begin to feel foolish and embarrassed as I replay the interview in my mind. Surely, I’m over-reacting to something that’s imaginary. Okay, so he’s very attractive, confident, commanding, at ease with himself – but on the flip side, he’s arrogant, and for all his impeccable manners, he’s autocratic and cold. Well, on the surface. An involuntary shiver runs down my spine. He may be arrogant, but then he has a right to be – he’s accomplished so much at such a young age. He doesn’t suffer fools gladly, but why should he? Again, I’m irritated that Hyo-Rin didn’t give me a brief biography

While cruising along the I-5, my mind continues to wander. I’m truly perplexed as to what makes someone so driven to succeed. Some of his answers were so cryptic – as if he had a hidden agenda. And Hyo-Rin’s questions – ugh! The adoption and asking him if he was gay! I shudder. I can’t believe I said that. Ground, swallow me up now! Every time I think of that question in the future, I will cringe with embarrassment. Damn Min Hyo-Rin! I check the speedometer. I’m driving more cautiously than I would on any other occasion. And I know it’s the memory of two penetrating Brown eyes gazing at me, and a stern voice telling me to drive carefully. Shaking my head, I realize that Kwon’s more like a man double his age. Forget it, y/n, I scold myself. I decide that all in all, it’s been a very interesting experience, but I shouldn’t dwell on it. Put it behind you. I never have to see him again. I’m immediately cheered by the thought. I switch on the MP3 player and turn the volume up loud, sit back, and listen to thumping indie rock music as I press down on the accelerator. As I hit the 1-5, I realize I can drive as fast as I want. We live in a small community of duplex apartments in Gangnam-gu, close to the Gangnam campus of GAU. I’m lucky – Rin’s parents bought the place for her, and I pay peanuts for rent. It’s been home for four years now. As I pull up outside, I know Hyo-Rin is going to want a blow-by-blow account, and she is tenacious. Well, at least she has the mini-disc. Hopefully I won’t have to elaborate much beyond what was said during the interview. “Y/N! You’re back.” Rin sits in our living area, surrounded by books. She’s clearly been studying for finals – though she’s still in her pink flannel pajamas decorated with cute little kittens, the ones she reserves for the aftermath of breaking up with boyfriends, for assorted illnesses, and for general moody depression. She bounds up to me and hugs me hard. “I was beginning to worry. I expected you back sooner.” “Oh, I thought I made good time considering the interview ran over.” I wave the mini-disc recorder at her. “Y/N, thank you so much for doing this. I owe you, I know. How was it? What was he like?” Oh no – here we go, the Min Hyo-Rin, Inquisition. I struggle to answer her question. What can I say? “I’m glad it’s over, and I don’t have to see him again. He was rather intimidating, you know.” I shrug. “He’s very focused, intense even – and young. Really young.” Rin gazes innocently at me. I frown at her. “Don’t you look so innocent. Why didn’t you give me a biography? He made me feel like such an idiot for skimping on basic research.” Hyo-Rin clamps a hand to her mouth. “Jeez, Y/N, I’m sorry – I didn’t think.” I huff. “Mostly he was courteous, formal, slightly stuffy – like he’s old before his time. He doesn’t talk like a man of twenty-something. How old is he anyway?” “Twenty-eight. Jeez, Y/N, I’m sorry. I should have briefed you, but I was in such a panic. Let me have the mini-disc, and I’ll start transcribing the interview.”

“You look better. Did you eat your soup?” I ask, keen to change the subject. “Yes, and it was delicious as usual. I’m feeling much better.” She smiles at me in gratitude. I check my watch. “I have to run. I can still make my shift at Clayton’s.”(a/n let’s imagine that this store is in korea ok?!) “Y/N, you’ll be exhausted.” “I’ll be fine. I’ll see you later.” I’ve worked at Clayton’s since I started atGAU. It’s the largest independent hardware store in the Gangnam area, and over the four years I’ve worked here, I’ve come to know a little bit about most everything we sell – although ironically, I’m crap at any DIY. I leave all that to my dad. I’m much more of a curl-up-with-a-book-in-a-comfy-chair-by-the-fire kind of girl. I’m glad I can make my shift as it gives me something to focus on that isn’t Kwon Ji Yong. We’re busy – it’s the start of the summer season, and folks are redecorating their homes. Mrs. Clayton is pleased to see me. “y/n! I thought you weren’t going to make it today.” “My appointment didn’t take as long as I thought. I can do a couple of hours.” “I’m real pleased to see you.” She sends me to the storeroom to start re-stocking shelves, and I’m soon absorbed in the task. When I arrive home later, Hyo-Rin is wearing headphones and working on her laptop. Her nose is still pink, but she has her teeth into a story, so she’s concentrating and typing furiously. I’m thoroughly drained – exhausted by the long drive, the grueling interview, and by being rushed off my feet at Clayton’s. I slump on to the couch, thinking about the essay I have to finish and all the studying I haven’t done today because I was holed up with… him. “You’ve got some good stuff here,Y/N. Well done. I can’t believe you didn’t take him up on his offer to show you around. He obviously wanted to spend more time with you.” She gives me a fleeting quizzical look. I flush, and my heart rate inexplicably increases. That wasn’t the reason, surely? He just wanted to show me around so I could see that he was lord of all he surveyed. I realize I’m biting my lip, and I hope Rin doesn’t notice. But she seems absorbed in her transcription. “I hear what you mean about formal. Did you take any notes?” she asks. “Um… no, I didn’t.” “That’s fine. I can still make a fine article with this. Shame we don’t have some original stills. Good-looking son of a bitch, isn’t he?” I flush. “I suppose so.” I try hard to sound disinterested, and I think I succeed. “Oh come on,Y/N – even you can’t be immune to his looks.” She arches a perfect eyebrow at me. Crap! I distract her with flattery, always a good ploy. “You probably would have got a lot more out of him.” “I doubt that,Y/N. Come on , he practically offered you a job. Given that I foisted this on you at the last minute, you did very well.” She glances up at me speculatively. I make a hasty retreat into the kitchen. “So what did you really think of him?” Damn, she’s inquisitive. Why can’t she just let this go? Think of something – quick. “He’s very driven, controlling, arrogant – scary really, but very charismatic. I can understand the fascination,” I add truthfully, as I peer round the door at her hoping this will shut her up once and for all. “You, fascinated by a man? That’s a first,” she snorts. I start gathering the makings of a sandwich so she can’t see my face. “Why did you want to know if he was gay? Incidentally, that was the most embarrassing question. I was mortified, and he was pissed to be asked too.” I scowl at the memory. “Whenever he’s in the society pages, he never has a date.” “It was embarrassing. The whole thing was embarrassing. I’m glad I’ll never have to lay eyes on him again.” “Oh, Y/N, it can’t have been that bad. I think he sounds quite taken with you.” Taken with me? Now Hyo-Rin’s being ridiculous. “Would you like a sandwich?” “Please.” We talk no more of Kwon Ji Yong that evening, much to my relief. Once we’ve eaten, I’m able to sit at the dining table with Rin and, while she works on her article, I work on my essay on Tess of the D’Urbervilles. Damn, but that woman was in the wrong place at the wrong time in the wrong century. By the time I finish, it’s midnight, and Hyo-Rin has long since gone to bed. I make my way to my room, exhausted, but pleased that I’ve accomplished so much for a Monday. I curl up in my white iron bed, wrapping my mother’s quilt around me, close my eyes, and I’m instantly asleep. That night I dream of dark places, bleak white cold floors, and Brown eyes. For the rest of the week, I throw myself into my studies and my job at Clayton’s. Hyo-Rin is busy too, compiling her last edition of her student magazine before she has to relinquish it to the new editor while also cramming for her finals. By Wednesday, she’s much better, and I no longer have to endure the sight of her pink-flannel-with-too-many-kittens PJs. I call my mom in Jeju to check on her, but also so she can wish me luck for my final exams. She proceeds to tell me about her latest venture into candle making – my mother is all about new business ventures. Fundamentally she’s bored and wants something to occupy her time, but she has the attention span of a goldfish. It’ll be something new next week. She worries me. I hope she hasn’t mortgaged the house to finance this latest scheme. And I hope that Bob – her relatively new but much older husband – is keeping an eye on her now that I’m no longer there. He does seem a lot more grounded than Husband Number Three. “How are things with you, Y/N?” For a moment, I hesitate, and I have Mom’s full attention. “I’m fine.” “Y/N? Have you met someone?” Wow… how does she do that? The excitement in her voice is palpable. “No, Mom, it’s nothing. You’ll be the first to know if I do.” “Y/N, you really need to get out more, honey. You worry me.” “Mom, I’m fine. How’s Bob?” As ever, distraction is the best policy. Later that evening, I call Ray, my stepdad, Mom’s Husband Number Two, the man I consider my father, and the man whose name I bear. It’s a brief conversation. In fact, it’s not so much a conversation as a one-sided series of grunts in response to my gentle coaxing. Ray is not a talker. But he’s still alive, he’s still watching soccer on TV, and going bowling and fly-fishing or making furniture when he’s not. Ray is a skilled carpenter and the reason I know the difference between a hawk and a handsaw. All seems well with him. Friday night, Hyo-Rin and I are debating what to do with our evening – we want some time out from our studies, from our work, and from student newspapers – when the doorbell rings. Standing on our doorstep is my good friend Mino, (dont hate Me)clutching a bottle of champagne. “Mino! Great to see you!” I give him a quick hug. “Come in.” Mino is the first person I met when I arrived at GAU, looking as lost and lonely as I did. We recognized a kindred spirit in each of us that day, and we’ve been friends ever since. Not only do we share a sense of humor, but we discovered that both Ray and Mino’s Father were in the same army unit together. As a result, our fathers have become firm friends too. Mino is studying engineering and is the first in his family to make it to college. He’s pretty damn bright, but his real passion is photography. Mino has a great eye for a good picture. “I have news.” He grins, his dark eyes twinkling. “Don’t tell me – you’ve managed not to get kicked out for another week,” I tease, and he scowls playfully at me. “The Gangnam Place Gallery is going to exhibit my photos next month.” “That’s amazing – congratulations!” Delighted for him, I hug him again. Hyo-Rin beams at him too. “Way to go Mino! I should put this in the paper. Nothing like last minute editorial changes on a Friday evening.” She grins. “Let’s celebrate. I want you to come to the opening.” Mino looks intently at me. I flush. “Both of you, of course,” he adds, glancing nervously at Rin. Mino and I are good friends, but I know deep down inside, he’d like to be more. He’s cute and funny, but he’s just not for me. He’s more like the brother I never had. Hyo-Rin often teases me that I’m missing the need-a-boyfriend gene, but the truth is – I just haven’t met anyone who… well, whom I’m attracted to, even though part of me longs for those trembling knees, heart-in-my-mouth, butterflies-in-my-belly, sleepless nights. Sometimes I wonder if there’s something wrong with me. Perhaps I’ve spent too long in the company of my literary romantic heroes, and consequently my ideals and expectations are far too high.(a/n ME THO) But in reality, nobody’s ever made me feel like that. Until very recently, the unwelcome, still small voice of my subconscious whispers. NO! I banish the thought immediately. I am not going there, not after that painful interview. Are you gay, Mr. Kwon? I wince at the memory. I know I’ve dreamt about him most nights since then, but that’s just to purge the awful experience from my system, surely? I watch Mino open the bottle of champagne. He’s tall, and in his jeans and t-shirt he’s all shoulders and muscles, tanned skin, dark hair and burning dark eyes. Yes, Mino’s pretty hot, but I think he’s finally getting the message: we’re just friends. The cork makes its loud pop, and Mino looks up and smiles. Saturday at the store is a nightmare. We are besieged by do-it-yourselfers wanting to spruce up their homes. Mr. and Mrs. Clayton, John and Patrick – the two other part-timers – and I are all rushed off our feet. But there’s a lull around lunchtime, and Mrs. Clayton asks me to check on some orders while I’m sitting behind the counter at the till discreetly eating my bagel. I’m engrossed in the task, checking catalogue numbers against the items we need and the items we’ve ordered, eyes flicking from the order book to the computer screen and back as I check the entries match. Then, for some reason, I glance up… and find myself locked in the bold Brown gaze of Kwon Ji Yong who’s standing at the counter, staring at me intently. Heart failure. “Miss Y/L/N. What a pleasant surprise.” His gaze is unwavering and intense. Holy crap. What the hell is he doing here looking all tousled-hair and outdoorsy in his cream chunky-knit sweater, jeans, and walking boots? I think my mouth has popped open, and I can’t locate my brain or my voice. “Mr. Kwon,” I whisper, because that’s all I can manage. There’s a ghost of a smile on his lips and his eyes are alight with humor, as if he’s enjoying some private joke. “I was in the area,” he says by way of explanation. “I need to stock up on a few things. It’s a pleasure to see you again, Miss Y/L/N.” His voice is warm and husky like dark melted chocolate fudge caramel… or something. I shake my head to gather my wits. My heart is pounding a frantic tattoo, and for some reason I’m blushing furiously under his steady scrutiny. I am utterly thrown by the sight of him standing before me. My memories of him did not do him justice. He’s not merely good-looking – he’s the epitome of male beauty, breathtaking, and he’s here. Here in Clayton’s Hardware Store. Go figure. Finally my cognitive functions are restored and reconnected with the rest of my body. “Y/N. My name’s Y/N,” I mutter. “What can I help you with, Mr.Kwon?” He smiles, and again it’s like he’s privy to some big secret. It is so disconcerting. Taking a deep breath, I put on my professional I’ve-worked-in-this-shop-for-years façade. I can do this. “There are a few items I need. To start with, I’d like some cable ties,” he murmurs, his gray eyes cool but amused. Cable ties? “We stock various lengths. Shall I show you?” I mutter, my voice soft and wavery. Get a grip, Y/L/N. A slight frown mars Kwon’s rather lovely brow. “Please. Lead the way, Miss Y/L/N,” he says. I try for nonchalance as I come out from behind the counter, but really I’m concentrating hard on not falling over my own feet – my legs are suddenly the consistency of Jell-O. I’m so glad I decided to wear my best jeans this morning. “They’re in with the electrical goods, aisle eight.” My voice is a little too bright. I glance up at him and regret it almost immediately. Damn, he’s handsome. I blush. “After you,” he murmurs, gesturing with his long-fingered, beautifully manicured hand. With my heart almost strangling me – because it’s in my throat trying to escape from my mouth – I head down one of the aisles to the electrical section. Why is he in Gangnam? Why is he here at Clayton’s? And from a very tiny, underused part of my brain – probably located at the base of my medulla oblongata where my subconscious dwells – comes the thought: he’s here to see you. No way! I dismiss it immediately. Why would this beautiful, powerful, urbane man want to see me? The idea is preposterous, and I kick it out of my head. “Are you in Gangnam on business?” I ask, and my voice is too high, like I’ve got my finger trapped in a door or something. Damn! Try to be cool Y/N! “I was visiting the GAU farming division. It’s based at Gangnam. I’m currently funding some research there in crop rotation and soil science,” he says matter-of-factly. See? Not here to find you at all, my subconscious sneers at me, loud, proud, and pouty. I flush at my foolish wayward thoughts. “All part of your feed-the-world plan?” I tease. “Something like that,” he acknowledges, and his lips quirk up in a half smile. He gazes at the selection of cable ties we stock at Clayton’s. What on Earth is he going to do with those? I cannot picture him as a do-it-yourselfer at all. His fingers trail across the various packages displayed, and for some inexplicable reason, I have to look away. He bends and selects a packet. “These will do,” he says with his oh-so-secret smile, and I blush. “Is there anything else?” “I’d like some masking tape.” Masking tape? “Are you redecorating?” The words are out before I can stop them. Surely he hires laborers or has staff to help him decorate? “No, not redecorating,” he says quickly then smirks, and I have the uncanny feeling that he’s laughing at me. Am I that funny? Funny looking? “This way,” I murmur embarrassed. “Masking tape is in the decorating aisle.” I glance behind me as he follows. “Have you worked here long?” His voice is low, and he’s gazing at me, Brown eyes concentrating hard. I blush even more brightly. Why the hell does he have this effect on me? I feel like I’m fourteen years old – gauche, as always, and out of place. Eyes front Y/L/N! “Four years,” I mutter as we reach our goal. To distract myself, I reach down and select the two widths of masking tape that we stock. “I’ll take that one,” Kwon says softly pointing to the wider tape, which I pass to him. Our fingers brush very briefly, and the current is there again, zapping through me like I’ve touched an exposed wire. I gasp involuntarily as I feel it, all the way down to somewhere dark and unexplored, deep in my belly. Desperately, I scrabble around for my equilibrium. “Anything else?” My voice is husky and breathy. His eyes widen slightly. “Some rope, I think.” His voice mirrors mine, husky. “This way.” I duck my head down to hide my recurring blush and head for the aisle. “What sort were you after? We have synthetic and natural filament rope… twine… cable cord… ” I halt at his expression, his eyes darkening. Holy cow. “I’ll take five yards of the natural filament rope please.” Quickly, with trembling fingers, I measure out five yards against the fixed ruler, aware that his hot brown gaze is on me. I dare not look at him. Jeez, could I feel any more self-conscious? Taking my Stanley knife from the back pocket of my jeans, I cut it then coil it neatly before tying it in a slipknot. By some miracle, I manage not to remove a finger with my knife. “Were you a Girl Scout?” he asks, sculptured, sensual lips curled in amusement. Don’t look at his mouth! “Organized, group activities aren’t really my thing, Mr. Kwon.” He arches a brow. “What is your thing,Y/N?” he asks, his voice soft and his secret smile is back. I gaze at him unable to express myself. I’m on shifting tectonic plates. Try and be cool, Y/N, my tortured subconscious begs on bended knee. “Books,” I whisper, but inside, my subconscious is screaming: You! You are my thing! I slap it down instantly, mortified that my psyche is having ideas above its station. “What kind of books?” He cocks his head to one side. Why is he so interested? “Oh, you know. The usual. The classics. British literature, mainly.” He rubs his chin with his long index finger and thumb as he contemplates my answer. Or perhaps he’s just very bored and trying to hide it. “Anything else you need?” I have to get off this subject – those fingers on that face are so beguiling. “I don’t know. What else would you recommend?” What would I recommend? I don’t even know what you’re doing. “For a do-it-yourselfer?” He nods, brown eyes alive with wicked humor. I flush, and my eyes stray of their own accord to his snug jeans. “Coveralls,” I reply, and I know I’m no longer screening what’s coming out of my mouth. He raises an eyebrow, amused, yet again. “You wouldn’t want to ruin your clothing,” I gesture vaguely in the direction of his jeans. “I could always take them off.” He smirks.(A/N BOIIII!!!!) “Um.” I feel the color in my cheeks rising again. I must be the color of the communist manifesto. Stop talking. Stop talking NOW. “I’ll take some coveralls. Heaven forbid I should ruin any clothing,” he says dryly. I try and dismiss the unwelcome image of him without jeans. “Do you need anything else?” I squeak as I hand him the blue coveralls. He ignores my inquiry. “How’s the article coming along?” He’s finally asked me a normal question, away from all the innuendo and the confusing double talk… a question I can answer. I grasp it tightly with two hands as if were a life raft, and I go for honesty. “I’m not writing it, Rin is. Miss Min. My roommate, she’s the writer. She’s very happy with it. She’s the editor of the magazine, and she was devastated that she couldn’t do the interview in person.” I feel like I’ve come up for air – at last, a normal topic of conversation. “Her only concern is that she doesn’t have any original photographs of you.” Kwon raises an eyebrow. “What sort of photographs does she want?” Okay. I hadn’t factored in this response. I shake my head, because I just don’t know. “Well, I’m around. Tomorrow, perhaps… ” he trails off. “You’d be willing to attend a photo shoot?” My voice is squeaky again. Hyo-Rin will be in seventh heaven if I can pull this off. And you might see him again tomorrow, that dark place at the base of my brain whispers seductively at me. I dismiss the thought – of all the silly, ridiculous… “Hyo-Rin will be delighted – if we can find a photographer.” I’m so pleased, I smile at him broadly. His lips part, like he’s taking a sharp intake of breath, and he blinks. For a fraction of a second, he looks lost somehow, and the Earth shifts slightly on its axis, the tectonic plates sliding into a new position. Oh my. Kwon Ji Yong’s lost look. “Let me know about tomorrow.” Reaching into his back pocket, he pulls out his wallet. “My card. It has my cell number on it. You’ll need to call before ten in the morning.” “Okay.” I grin up at him. Hyo-Rin is going to be thrilled. “Y/N!” Paul has materialized at other the end of the aisle. He’s Mr. Clayton’s youngest brother. I’d heard he was home from Princeton, but I wasn’t expecting to see him today. “Er, excuse me for a moment, Mr. Grey.” Grey frowns as I turn away from him. Paul has always been a buddy, and in this strange moment that I’m having with the rich, powerful, awesomely off-the-scale attractive control-freak Kwon, it’s great to talk to someone who’s normal. Paul hugs me hard taking me by surprise. “Y/N, hi, it’s so good to see you!” he gushes. “Hello Paul, how are you? You home for your brother’s birthday?” “Yep. You’re looking well, Y/N, really well.” He grins as he examines me at arm’s length. Then he releases me but keeps a possessive arm draped over my shoulder. I shuffle from foot to foot, embarrassed. It’s good to see Paul, but he’s always been over-familiar. When I glance up at Kwon Jiyong, he’s watching us like a hawk, his brown eyes hooded and speculative, his mouth a hard impassive line. He’s changed from the weirdly attentive customer to someone else – someone cold and distant. “Paul, I’m with a customer. Someone you should meet,” I say, trying to defuse the antagonism I see in Kwon’s eyes. I drag Paul over to meet him, and they weigh each other up. The atmosphere is suddenly arctic. “Er, Paul, this is Kwon Ji Yong. Mr. Kwon, this is Paul Clayton. His brother owns the place.” And for some irrational reason, I feel I have to explain a bit more. “I’ve known Paul ever since I’ve worked here, though we don’t see each other that often. He’s back from Princeton where he’s studying business administration.” I’m babbling… Stop, now! “Mr. Clayton.” Ji Yong holds his hand out, his look unreadable. “Mr. Kwon,” Paul returns his handshake. “Wait up – not the Kwon Ji Yong? Of Kwon Enterprises Holdings?” Paul goes from surly to awestruck in less than a nanosecond. Kwon gives him a polite smile that doesn’t reach his eyes. “Wow – is there anything I can get you?” “Y/N has it covered, Mr. Clayton. She’s been very attentive.” His expression is impassive, but his words… it’s like he’s saying something else entirely. It’s baffling. “Cool,” Paul responds. “Catch you later, Y/N.” “Sure, Paul.” I watch him disappear toward the stock room. “Anything else, Mr. Kwon?” “Just these items.” His tone is clipped and cool. Damn… have I offended him? Taking a deep breath, I turn and head for the till. What is his problem? I ring up the rope, coveralls, masking tape, and cable ties at the till. “That will be forty-three dollars, please.” I glance up at Kwon, and I wish I hadn’t. He’s watching me closely, his brown eyes intense and smoky. It’s unnerving. “Would you like a bag?” I ask as I take his credit card. “Please, Y/N.” His tongue caresses my name, and my heart once again is frantic. I can hardly breathe. Hurriedly, I place his purchases in a plastic carrier. “You’ll call me if you want me to do the photo shoot?” He’s all business once more. I nod, rendered speechless yet again, and hand back his credit card. “Good. Until tomorrow perhaps.” He turns to leave, then pauses. “Oh – and Y/N, I’m glad Miss Min couldn’t do the interview.” He smiles, then strides with renewed purpose out of the store, slinging the plastic bag over his shoulder, leaving me a quivering mass of raging female hormones. I spend several minutes staring at the closed door through which he’s just left before I return to planet Earth. Okay – I like him. There, I’ve admitted it to myself. I cannot hide from my feelings anymore. I’ve never felt like this before. I find him attractive, very attractive. But it’s a lost cause, I know, and I sigh with bittersweet regret. It was just a coincidence, his coming here. But still, I can admire him from afar, surely? No harm can come of that. And if I find a photographer, I can do some serious admiring tomorrow. I bite my lip in anticipation and find myself grinning like a schoolgirl. I need to phone Hyo-Rin and organize a photo-shoot.

boi i swear he...ugh he as a rich ceo....just yasss,also i didnt change the paul name because its the only time he appers in the book so yeah tommorow i will upload another part!!!!

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Wink gathered by Anon Part 2 massive please read. Wink goes back further last year, anons named her wink, a most trusted source

I went through archives of JD’s and Skippy’s to find Wink’s posts. If you were to search “Wink,” various posts TALKING about Wink shows up along with her actual posts. I found that it’s much easier to find consistencies in her messages without all the other messages in between. So I tried my best to copy and paste all that I could find. I double-checked, but I’m bound to miss some. Please don’t post my username. I would like to remain as an anon.

<October 3rd> JD, there’s time for everything. Sometimes things aren’t clear, that’s were you need to be patient, being hasty only would make things worser. Patience is the key. It is during our darkest moments that we must focus to see the light. We only can call out his best energy, that he may able to bear the burden. We should use challenges to find our inner strenght. Don’t worry, no storm last forever. ;)

<October 4th> Thank you too vintage ;) “faith goes up the stairs that love has built and looks out the window which hope has opened” ;)

PC, CH, KP do know what they’re doing. There is no need to bang their head against a brick wall. There’s time for everything. ;)

Dear anon, they don’t have a 2 year agreement. But whatever agreement they have\had she still sticks to her tactic and doesn’t talk badly about the BRF in public. She uses her paid supporters for it. So you need to prove firstly they are paid by her. Without proofs it’s legally only a presumption and not a proof ;)

<October 6th> Dear anon, you’re correct. PC and HM support Harry….but not the allegedly “relationship”. You can’t support something that doesn’t exist, can you?. Markle isn’t acknowledged by them, they attach great importance to it. ;)

Dear anon, I’m sorry to disappoint you, but I’ m neither of the three possibilities you have enumerated. Time decides who you meet in life, your heart decides who you want in your life, and your behavior decides who stays in your life. Have a nice day everyone and God bless ;)

Dear JD and Iamstillskippy, nobody talked badly about Cressida. The comment on her as “nice girl” and M as sociopath should only show the difference in dealing with them. Thank you for your understanding ;)

<October 12th> ;) JD. By the way the Brits are deeply committed to their traditions. In these troubleful times they will do their utmost to maintain their own identity, despite immense pressure from abroad. Changing the state form is not as same as swapping the goverment. Some people should be careful what they are wish for. Even the effects of Brexit aren’t currently estimable ; )

Dear 😇, I would recommend you “The power of your subconscious mind” by Dr. Joseph Murphy. It’s a great lecture, available also as free PDF on net. Take a look at it, it’s worth it ;)

Dear anon, I’ m sorry to disappoint you, but “some tricky situations” cannot be fixed in few days. Patience is key, a jug fills drop by drop. Ultimately she plays against herself ;)

<October 14th> Dear (Non) Anon said: “Some people don’t want to hear the truth, bcs they don’t want their illusion destroyed ;)” …….I agree.

Dear anons, who are asking every week for 10 months about engagement. You have to be in a relationship to get engaged. There is no relationship and never will. Notice only the BRF ist entitled to annonce such family affair. By the way whatever Markle plans, I would say, Harry has in the UK home advantage ;)

<October 17th> Only the BRF is entitled to annonce any kind of family affair as first. As long as it doesn’t happen any “news/reports” should be concidered as an unconfirmed rumor.;)

<October 19th> JD, could you please Re/read my ask again about the meaning of the positive aspect of the “tea-party” article? Thank you ;)

<October 28th> Dear anon@ what I meant: no matter who starts the relevations about markle; whatever happens; the Royals just will go on with their daily life and will ignore her existence as until now.;)

Note to the latest ask/repost from Skippy’s blog (not all of the things that are being leaked are a lie) -> As Harry said it in early spring: “you have to be in a relationship for it to be over.. She is old news”…well nothing has changed since then, hence every rumor - except they have split - is made up ;)

<November 1st> “Someday everything will make perfect sense. So for now, laugh at the confusion, smile through the tears and keep reminding yourself that everything happens for a reason”. Cheer up JD and stay positive. Whatever happens the sun will shine soon ❤❤ ;)

I would suggest we wait till this allegedly storm comes. Will it come at all? We don’t know. Should we also expect markle is preparing herself in these days from the completely downfall? She has much more to lose than Harry. But it was claimed she signed for season 8, although she has “insider knowledge about these dirty weekends”…. So may this is a storm in a teacup? Let’s wait and see. ;)

You’re welcome dear vintage ❤ this case is like in a 4 x 100 metre relay race, one runner starts before the other but in the end it’s the sum of the four runners that determines performance. A great teamwork. As Diana said: “everyone of us needs to show how much we care for others and in the process care for ourselfes.” That is what counts ;)

<November 2nd> Dear anon@ I agree with JD that Marke isn’t in touch with the reality anymore and believes in her fantasy story, otherwise she would have to face the painful reality, where she doesn’t have any future. She would never admit that keeping her illusion alive costs her arm and leg and couldn’t accept the “friends & credibility” she had lost. She will stick to her illusion as long as she can. ;)

<November 3rd> Just wanted to add: Marke doesn’t even can control the happenings in her own life how would she be able control someone to whom she doesn’t have any contact? She doesn’t play any role in Harry’s future ;)

<November 4th> G’ morning JD, hoping you are fine. Dear ‘pr’ anon@ thank you for your effort ❤. I think, carefully calculated appearances of Harry in the following weeks would blow away markle’s plans, whatever they may be. If she lose her way to make money, she will be history in no time. Good times are coming. Life is just a journey. ;)

<November 5th> Thank you for your kind words dear wemariuniverse. God bless❤❤ and dear JD, 'time has a wonderful way to showing us what really matters ’ ❤ ;)

Remember h said in one of his messages, she isn’t in the picture anymore and everyone could notice that in the wedding. If she isn’t in the picture than she wasn’t there. Simple.;)

Don’t worry JD, you got the best supporter (h) and of course us the loyals from all over the world. I don’t care if they listen. You know, the bigger fish eats the smaller ;) i think h is on his way to Felix :)

<November 6th> G’ morning JD. Thank you dear “PR” anon for all your effort. God bless ❤ I’m looking forward to Harry’s coming appearances. Just have faith in your journey Harry. Everything had to happen as it did to get you where you are going next. Keep up the good work, happiness often sneaks in a door you didn’t think was open ;)

<November 14th> Well, after the “prediction”, just wondering what she is going to do when suits “announce” the H+M break up and also the show is over for her. It sounds like the false strategy, isn’t? ;)

<November 15th> Dear anon@ as it was once said, she got a short of agreement bcs of 'her character" that not included “dress codes”. At IG she has shown what she is capable of, but Harry’s reaction was exemplary by didn’t giving her the chance ruining the game of the heroes. I don’t think it will happen again, despite we know what she is capable of. ;)

<November 16th> “God didn’t promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, or sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the way. If God brings to you it, He will bring you through it.” ;) ❤

<November 21st> Dear wthaistd @ nothing unexpected happened. It was said she will be in London, so was she including merc. Would be interesting to know if she is still in London or on the plane to LA for TG ;)

<November 22nd> Dear anon ❤@ I meant it sarcastically. It’s known by all there’s no relationship. She is an ex affair….however the insults began to increase towards Harry again since she missed the Queen’s family dinner ;)

“In life you will realize there’s a role for everyone you meet. Some will test you, some will use you, some will love you and some will teach you. But the ones who are truly important are the ones who bring out the best in you. They are the amazing people who remind you why it’s worth it” ;)

<November 25th> Dear anon@ there’s no comparison. 'Strip poker’ for a single adult man is a 'pleasure’ (even with 'RPO-protection’ in front of the closed door on the floor), marrying some stranger as member of the BRF is another matter ;)

<November 28th> Dear anon@ as I said, I trust him completely that there’s no relationship ;)

Dear JD, I’m sorry to disappoint you, but as I previously said we can’t interfere. The RF has its own PR advisers, so there’s a reason why it happens how it happens. Let’s wait and see what comes next. Surely the 'hollywood script’ is not over yet ;)

Dear anon@ nothing happens concerning the RF in case of 'important decisions’ without thorough consideration. Harry is a senior royal, a family member, hence he is supported by them in all decisions since the break up happened in dec 2016. Now he has to sacrifice for unconditional trust he has given this woman. ;)

<November 30th> Dear JD, if she plans to be a member of the RF she must obey their rules and protocols. All, without exception and she will be controlled by them. She doesn’t have a choice. Soon she will get the 'reality check’ ;)

Dear wemariuniverse, you’re welcome ❤ 'Thanks’ goes also to everyone who helps keeping markle’s gaslighting from this blog away. Have a nice day ;)

Dear 'nice troll’ anon@ I visit JD’s blog since dec. 2016, opened first time in my life a 'public’ account on DM to support Harry and started to comment on JD’s blog in April. Felix and JD knew about me since then and I didn’t mind to be called an 'anon’ for long time, bcs I wasn’t here for 'attention’. A dear 'friend ❤’ 'baptized’ me “winky/wink”, now my asks being more noticed. I have over 300 posts and I never made myself important, bcs I’m not. And I never forced anyone to believe me. ;)

<Dec 3rd> Dear JD, PC is a wise man who is doing what a loving father does, tries to bail Harry out of this difficult, complex situation. The RF is fully aware of the current mood. If this case would be so easily to solve, it would be done already. I’m not giving up the hope, that with the right strategy she will end up in the place she belongs.. in Hm’s pleasure ;)

In some way he is a victim in some way he bears the responsibility for his own fault, bcs he didn’t consider his status and had trusted someone after a short period so easily. As I said before fateful encounters never happen out of the blue, they happen if we have forget paying attention to some of the main values in our life ;) ❤

<Dec 6th> G'morning JD. Dear 'questions’ anon@ As I said previously we can’t interfere. The solution of the 'markle’s problem’ depends on the right strategy by the RF. There’s a reason for everything what happens and it’s up to them (not me..) what they uncover to protect their reputation. JD has 'special’ and support and she is trusted. Thank you for your understanding. ;)

Well, after the “prediction”, just wondering what she is going to do when suits “announce” the H+M break up and also the show is over for her. It sounds like the false strategy, isn’t? ;)

<Dec 7th> Dear JD, I don’t think anyone expects her doing the 'right thing’.. She should recall a moment of happiness from her early childhood. She should feel it. Then she should recall a moment from one of her saddest moment in her life. She should feel it. From now the second will be her constant companion… 'If you’re losing your soul and you know it, than you have still got a soul left to lose’. ;)

Dear JD, there’s a reason for everything. Markle’s 'status’ isn’t as same as before the 'engagement’. It seems she is missing it. New status new circumstances.. ;)

<Dec 11th> Dear anon@ I know she doesn’t care about 'love’, that’s why none of her comments including their mutual feelings for each other. Bcs there’s nothing sort of to share. It just proves there’s no relationship.. ;)

Dear JD, we aren’t surprised, are we?.. However she will never be able to bear royal duty, no matter how she tries advertising herself up in 'comments sections’ as 'future Duchess’. She obviously lost the connection to reality.. ;)

G'morning JD. Markle seems to forget that it is the inner bond of mutual love that partners share in a relationship keeps the 'connection’ alive and not empty words. ;)

“what is the difference between 'I like you’ and 'I love you’…. Buddha answered: "When you like a flower, you just pluck it. But when you love a flower, you water it daily. One who understands this, understands life”. ;)❤

<Dec 13th> Dear MAK@ as I said previously we cannot interfere. We all are spectators in this game. The RF has its own PR and I trust HM and PC, no matter how it seems like… ;)

Dear JD, I wouldn’t be worry about Sandringham. It is usually very formal. The members of the RF do know the truth and how she coerced her way into them.. as you know I’m not working for the royal PR. She will get a reality check that her illusions and the reality are worlds apart, if it happens… However I would agree with the Dickie comment, but this is my personal opinion ;)

Dear MAK@ Monday happened her rant.. ;)

Dear JD, as you know any help is highly appreciated. ;) ❤

<Dec 15th> You know JD, whoever is behind the 'wedding date’ has a great sense of humor to lighten this 'most unfortunate’ moment… ;)

Dear JD, no matter what kind of difficulty we may found ourselves in, some opportunity to fight our way out can always be found so let us face the future with courage ;)❤

Dear anon@ if Harry resigns Markle doesn’t get what she longs for. Money and fame…Harry as person doesn’t matter for her, but his status he represents. She would ditch Harry in a second and would sell her 'love-story’ to media for huge amount of money. This is a coerced 'relationship’, not one based on mutual love. ;)

<Dec 18th> Was it really Harry who wrote to you and thanked you on this blog? Did you check IP address? If harry has been here then he would have seen mm’s rants that you posted. : Wink thanked me😀, he would have seen and not happy about the bashing. No more satire. Don’t worry about the IP, it’s done discreetly.

Dear Skippy, you truly have a beautiful colourful blog. I thought it would be appropriate saying thank you for all your support here on your blog. 'No beauty shines brighter than that of a good heart’. God bless ❤ ;)

Thank you dear wemariuniverse for your kind words.❤ Sometimes we just need a bit more time and patience to overcome tough times, the challenge is then to silence the mind. The RF is an united front and Harry is supported. We all face up to challenges from time to time in our life, but 'luckily’ those happen privately without being 'accompanied’ by mindful eyes worldwide. Keep the faith ❤ ;)

Dear JD, I’m emotionally not connected with Markle nor her supporters, thus they cannot hurt me, I simply don’t care about them, but thank you for your concern ❤. It’s up to everyone what she/he wants to believe, it’ s okay being doubtful or faithful. Keep up the good work and mold your lovely blog as you like. I have thanked Skippy yesterday for her support on her lovely colourful blog. ;) ❤

G'morning JD, hope you are fine. Dear anons@ why should Harry spend his time on bashing some random blog none ever heard about? He would then have to do that all day long all over the place based on the current mood towards him. Please, just use common sense. ;)

Dear anon ❤@ 'wink’ or ’ lovely’…It’s early morning in Florida ;) yet she had understood the message of the truth. Markle has reached a point in her 'adventure’, where she has to face the state authorities with legal documents, pics, plane tickets, messages, mails.. which she cannot deceive without seriously consequences. She will be captured by her lies. JD + the tumblr team + lot of lovely anons are resistant against her gaslighting, bcs their hearts are pure ;)

Dear anons@ I just wanted to thank everyone who had put a good word for me ❤… 'Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intend of throwing it at someone else, you are the one who gets burned’…. God bless 'team Harry’ ;)❤

“I don’t want expensive gifts, I don’t want to be bought… I have everything I want. I just want someone to be there for me, to make me feel safe and secure..” Princess Diana ❤ ;)

Dear JD, the chart you posted doesn’t tell me anything, but it seems none of you know about its existence. Or do you? Harry surely knows about the continuously basing on him on these blogs but he only visited one side.. but it’s up to you what you believe in. ;)

Dear JD, some 'big challenge’- periods in our life presupposes more patience and endurance, we should submit ourselves to the will of God. There’s always a reason for their appearance in our life. 'Fear has to meanings: forget everything and run or face everything and rise’ ;)

<Dec 20th> Dear not just Brits but Team-Harry ;)❤… no one should underestimate HM.. The RF knows what the deal is… She surely was welcomed with british courtesy so would say there’s no reason for any insults about the RF’s members on different social media platforms anymore, is it?… ;)

Dear Harry, the answers to life questions is often in people’s face/eyes…. No storm last forever.. Just be natural in showing your true feelings in her company, like today’s pics in the car.. sending positive thoughts to soften your pain. Keep the faith ❤ ;)

Dear anon@ please reread my previously asks on the blog. As it was said it takes time to handle this matter..The RF knows exactly what it is doing, no matter how it appears. The work is done in the background. ;)

<Dec 21st> Harry has faced the reality in Dec. 2016 and nothing has changed since then… He will keep playing 'his part" in this game as long as it is necessary to solve the difficulty… Until this day markle (as 'financee’ is only pictured with Harry.. RF knows what’s the deal is. ;)

Well… A senior british royal sits with his 'financee’ in the official 'engagement’ pictures outside of the palace on the dirty stairs… That’s telling… ;)

G'morning JD. Let’s start the day with a positive thought… “If you have been brutally broken, but still have the courage to be gentle to others, then you deserve a love deeper than the ocean itself”… have a blessed day everyone ;) ❤

<Dec 22nd> Dear JD, “only those who care about you, can hear you when you are quiet”… ;)❤

Dear 'part’ anon@ you seem missing a lot of details in this long-term story. He didn’t know until Dec. 2016 about her colourful past . Nobody did…. It was JD who started the investigations.. all relevations about Markle were the result of JD’s+ Tumblr-team+ helpful anons tireless efforts during the entire year. She betrayed his trust based on the scam she imposed on him, she is now taking advantage of her knowledge. Coercion. She had kind of experience ;)

Dear anon @ we are spectators in this game, but I feel certain the RF is aware what Markle is. The outcome for Harry depends on the Royal PR’s strategy, I think it will work out, but surely Harry will take a bad hit. He needs to be seen on work out on daily basis, than the mood may will change sooner than later towards him. The majority of the Brits will be relieved she is gone ;)

Dear JD, bcs the pics aren’t natural, they obviously don’t have chemistry… It’s like watching a fashion magazine commercial ;)

Dear ckob ❤@ there’s a reason for everything what happens. I think he understands what is expected from him in this game, and he has to do it whether he likes it or not, but when he gets the opportunity, he shows everyone clearly his true feelings about her.- 'car pics’ ;)

Dear JD, 'life is just like a sea, we are moving without end. Nothing stays with us, what remains is just the memories of people who touched us as waves’ … Harry will weather the storm. He has a greatness in him. The key is to take it out, he is surely learning to make better choices. ;)

By the way, I don’t think the RF will release any short of 'dirt’ on Markle, it will be the media…. ;)

G'morning JD. Dear anon@ as I said it before, I feel certain he will play 'his part’ as long as it is necessary, don’t worry… ;)

Dear anons@ it’s still december… May is a long way to go.. Let’s feel the Christmas’s spirit of love and hope. As the late Princess of Wales Diana said: “Family is the most important thing in the world. The only reason for marriage is love” ;) ❤

<Dec 23rd> Dear JD, just listen to your heart, as you did when you started this journey ;) whatever the us tabloids have on her it will come out one day, it’s the responsibility of the royal PR how to deal with it. Hope the RF will include in its prayers all those lovely souls who stood up against her gaslighting and fighted for the truth with tireless efforts during the whole year. Keep the faith ;) ♥

Dear JD, could you please reblog 'PR anons’ timeline about Markle’s PR plan after she and Harry had the first 'date’, to contradict the other theory? She posted it at the time my 'Diana-Charles natural pic’ comment. Thank you ;)

Dear JD, it is just a temporary life-experience, not something that will last forever.. fateful encounters never happen out of blue, there’s a reason for their appearance in our life, and that’s good so, bcs we are here to learn and develop our soul. Don’t worry I’m always in a place of peace ;) Life is just a journey, you cannot recognise good times, when you don’t have bad ones. The good times become great memories the bad ones great lessons.. Have a blessed day everyone ;) ❤

Isn’t just interesting that after she understood her mistake and faced criticism for something she alone bears the responsibility the blame is putting on someone else again … ;)

<Dec 24th> Don’t worry JD, God is just ;) Merry Christmas everyone have a blessed day ❤

Dear JD, I also found “MM pr campaign failed to get her jobs…”. Then “ since then it appears she is using JM…” And “ if you have a real relationship you do not need pr…” Thank you ;)

G'day JD. Well in case of an official engagement Markle’s completely past would become an open book to the public, bcs the Brits are entitled to know about it. Long forgotten moments will come to the light. Rather no Cinderella story.. as part 4 anon stated markle still hides many skeletons in the cupboard and likely prefers to keep them there. The media is powerful and has the financial resources to open “archieves’ regardless of their recent 'status’. Nothing can save her tgen ;)

<Dec 25th> May is still a long way to go, let’s wait and see what happens in the coming months. This case must be handled very carefully… Wishing Harry and the RF all the best ;)

Dear JD, considered not 'legal’ bcs HM’s approval + privy are still missing and the engagement is coerced not based on mutual agreement. ;)

Just wanted to add, I think it’s interesting that none of the 'offical engagement’ pictures of H + Markle was chosen, but the one with her strange posture. Snarky… ;)

Good morning JD and Merry Christmas :) I wanted to say very quickly that HM does not choose the images she has out. They are done by her courtiers, and will be done to reflect what they think is best for the nation to know about them. Interestingly, they’ve put their photo next to PC and C’s. They were - up until PH and MM - the most disliked Royal couple. The Queen will have no say in the images, but rather, she will know that she needs to comment in her own subtle way.

G'morning JD. This 'relationship’ is not supported by the RF, bcs there’s no relationship, but coercion..There’s a reason for everything, it’s about 'fraud of trust’, hence this case must be handled very carefully..Markle doesn’t enjoy any short of 'help’ concerning her 'behaviour’ based on her 'role’, bcs her 'financée status’ is not 'legal’. She is on her own, she knows that well, but doesn’t care, bcs she is blinded by her greed and lust of power. Dear ckob@ thank you and Merry Christmas ❤ ;)

Kate is shining on the pictures alongside William you clearly can spot the sparkle of happiness in her eyes.. God bless her and William for all their support and sacrifice for Harry, despite Markle’s maliciously insults on them on different social media forums throughout the entire year. ;)

<Dec 27th> G'day JD, sending you positive energy ❤. Not sure why Harry has to play radio presenter.. But even if, being diplomatic with short bland answers concerning this relationship is always the best way to avoid misunderstandings and makes us supporter easyer doing our work, even it is well-meaning from his side.. Not sure why Markle still pushes this way. After Sandringham even the european Media started questioning her personality. The public is aware of the falseness of this 'relationship’. ;)

<Dec 28th> G'day JD, sending you positive energy ❤. Not sure why Harry has to play radio presenter.. But even if, being diplomatic with short bland answers concerning this relationship is always the best way to avoid misunderstandings and makes us supporter easyer doing our work, even it is well-meaning from his side.. Not sure why Markle still pushes this way. After Sandringham even the european Media started questioning her personality. The public is aware of the falseness of this 'relationship’. ;)

Dear JD, as I said it’s about 'fraud of trust’.. I’m not part of the RPR, thus I still looking for an explanation why it was a good idea giving a british senior royal a 'job’ as a radio presenter. The majority of the British admires HM bcs of her strength keeping the traditional values alive and being strongly neutral concerning politics. I just wondering also about Markle. A narc who wants to harm herself? That’s new. The RF has the long run. Money &fame is in a different direction to find ;)

Dear JD, Markle is heading in the wrong direction. I don’t think she is missing the worldwide reactions on her appearances with the RF. If she wants to lose all her credibility also by those, who really didn’t care until now.. well let’s do it.. she wants fame, money, rich partner, the RF is the wrong 'contact person’. She didn’t like to curtsey. She noticed 'the look’ very well.. Well that’s the world of rules in the Firm.. Florida is full of wealthy men who are looking for a celebrity wife ;)

Dear JD I think you should put away emotions and think reasonably at what’s going on. If PH is truly an honest person he will eventually win and get back a good name. Till than he has to sacrify his popularity. He has to drawn with her, doesn’t he? Maybe I dont see clearly. But whats obvious is that MM sold her soul and her master is dragging her into insanity more and more. She wont stop. Has she attacked Eugiene and Yorks? They’re easy target. Maybe she should try with sb more likeable? :)

Dear anon@ I’m not a part of the royal PR, hence I don’t have to agree on everything they suggest. I’m here to help in the Markle’s case, and when it’s over I will return to my peacefully old life ;) However I appreciate traditional values and admires the Queen for her strictly point of view concerning them. I think considering the current times we should keep maintaining the strategy that worked very well in the past long years. Harry is a 'charity personality’ and should stick to it. ;)

Dear JD, the 'put away emotions’ comment wasn’t me. ;)❤

Dear wemariuniverse, that’s sweet, thank you ❤. 'Every experience no matter how bad it seems, holds within a blessing of some kind. The goal is to find it’ ;)❤

<Dec 29th> G’m JD. Dear anons@ we witness Harry’s suffering every time when they are spotted together. No love, no respect for each other from both side..Yet you say he wants to marry her bcs of 'rebellion’. Where is the reason for this allegedly rebellion? HE is backed up by his family and he clearly appreciates the help. We should hold on for a minute.. This man lost within shortest time everything he lived/worked for: his life essence, his reputation, support of people. His mistake was - giving trust ;)

Dear anon@ I feel certain there’s a plan, HM has shown clearly Harry is a trusted member of the RF, regardless of the circumstances. We were asked many times for more confidence & patience regarding to the difficulty of this case. It’s about 'fraud of trust’… I know there is no relationship, nor is an unfounded rebellion, nor is it his wish being married to a woman who he barely knows. It is an attack on the RF, all her moves just proves her motives. I think Harry will escape at the end.. ;)❤

would like to add: There are still people with knowledge out there and follow these blogs, who still keep pondering what is right and what is wrong.. listen to your heart.. How people treat you is their karma, how you react is yours… 'betrayal doesn’t only break your heart but also darkens your soul. You will never forget the pain like a fog, that forever lingers in the depths of your mind’.. keep the faith Harry, sending you a lot of positive thoughts and keep in mind, life is a journey ;) ❤

Dear JD, regarding to your last comment on me.. I’m not here bcs I’m 'interested in this dilemma’, I came here to help, not the same…, yet I’m not 'the one’ who can/will solve Harry’s problem.. IMO marriage in case of such kind of human beings like Markle and her actings not the solution, hence why should it happen.. I don’t doubt for one second HM’s wisdom and determination in dealing with her. For an ingenious PR there’s no hopeless case.. May is still a long way to go. All the best JD. ;)

<Dec 31st> Happy new year JD, Skippy, Felix, Tumblr-members and everyone else. ❤ Have a faith in your dreams and someday your rainbow will come shining through. No matter how your heart is grieving, if you keep believing, the dream you wish will come true. ;)

Dear Skippy, the RF is staying united behind Harry and Harry is doing what he was told to do.. If Markle would be a real seriously girlfriend there were plenty opportunities in the past year showing her around. NEVER happened, instead of we got faked pics. 2 day before the 'engagement’ Markle was described by BP as "love life”. The RF is aware of her. She betrayed his trust more than once. Coercion. Not one pic has shown real feelings btw them. He plays his part as long as it is necessary. ;)

Don’t worry dear Skippy, the RF knows what Markle is. There’s time for everything. They are working on a solution to save their reputation. Be sure your work as well as JD’s, Felix’s are appreciated. Listen to some of your anons ;) Happy new year and God bless for all your efforts. ;) ❤

<Jan 1st> G'morning dear JD. Dear anon@ of course the Firm knows what Markle is, therefore Harry is supported by it all the way along. He is doing what he was told to do.. She betrayed his trust more than once, hence this case must be handled very carefully.. I’m sure Harry is terrible sorry for causing all this happening not just for HM, who he deeply respects, but else for his family & all his supporters. If people have understood it’s about the RF not just about Harry, they’ve understood the game. ;)

Dear anon@ Harry has deepest respect for HM, so I don’t doubt for a moment that any short of advice concerning this matter would be rejected by him, he bears a part of the responsibility in this happening after all. PC loves his sons and will support them come rain or shine.. ;)

Dear 'stubborn’ anon@ 'magic happens when you do not give up, even though you want to. The universe always falls in love with a stubborn heart. ;) ❤ Dear 'playing part’ anon@The RF is a worldwide respected 'institution’, can you imagine the damage if someone like Markle with her very colorful past, obviously shown disrespect for HM & Monarchy & for the British nation would be allowed join them? As Diana said:. 'the only reason for marriage is love’ .. well I don’t see any btw H + M ;)

Dear anon@ God is the universe, thus universe is love, bcs God is love. If you follow my comments you will discover we share the same opinion about love & faith & fate ;) I’m not sure what exactly doesn’t fit with my thesis: not one pics with real feelings of love& tenderness, but strange behaviour, missing respect, she was a 'secret’ for 1 year..why? Harry is allegedly so happy in love. He changed since IG. The difference is very obviously. I never forced anyone to believe me. You’re free ;)

Just wanted to add. Being 'stubborn’ in an opinion for a year (.) in a happening where gaslighting happens on daily basis to destroy an another human being, I don’t see it as negative as you do. It just proves, that no matter what happens there are still people out there who are trying keeping the truth alive. His truth. Even sometimes that means being alone and getting bashed all along. One day else those who are still pondering what’s right or wrong may weave for supporting. Time will tell ;)

<Jan 3rd> G'morning JD. Dear JD I find your efforts extraordinary still being present here on daily basis, despite all the pain you’re suffering. Wishing you speed recovery, God bless for your kindness ❤ dear lily @ if I recall correctly, everyone expected an 'engagement’ on a Friday, but nothing happened, KP/CH declined a comment, except BP, who stated, not interested commenting on Harry’s 'love life’. Then suddenly we got an 'engagement’, with an irritated 'Harry, full of lies, strange gestures/1 ;)

Cont - she merched as usually, inappropriate shoes &behaviour for a future 'royal’, the 'last minute’ ring didn’t fit, they were sent away to the garden, and a confused Harry, who rolled his eyes and were ashamed of all the lies she had put on display. She wasn’t planned for IG. Whatever 'role’ Harry plays in this project, it is his project, his labour of love and his name is used to gather sponsors and get worldwide attention for it. Watch his face on the OC, when he noticed her. Pure despair/2

Cont - his family helped him out, his status was changed, and she was given the 'appearance’ she coerced. She betrayed his trust and it’s up to the RF what they uncover to protect their& Harry’s reputation. Harry is British Senior Royal, therefore this case must be handled very carefully. Harry isn’t alone, there’s a team behind him and he will listen to the advice and will obey it, whether he likes or not. The RF is a worldwide respected 'institution’, they know what they’re doing./3

Cont - there’s no relationship, neither Markle nor Harry try to give the impression there’s any short of except a “deal”, that Harry has to accept (.) whether he likes/not, bcs of 'fraud of trust’, to protect that what he has to protect..I personally don’t care about privy and other things, bcs the RF doesn’t handle things on this way. I also don’t care, whether she gets some more appearances, she screwed all her previous up, she is done in the public, it just can be worser for her.Let’s go ;)

Dear wemariuniverse@ the IG happening was just about her appearance in this military sportevent, she coerced. We shouldn’t mix what short of plans Markle had and how much Harry knew about them. She betrayed in the short time they spent together more than once his trust. He and the RF were caught of guard, they didn’t know about until IG, thus everything happened unexpected and against the RF’s rules & protocols.. she has shown at Sandringham she doesn’t care about him, never did. She used him ;)

Dear vintage@ If we take a look at the public opinion about her concerning before & after 'engagement’ it’s obviously the mood towards her changed dramatically, although the majority of the tabloids readers aren’t common with Tumblr. She doesn’t have any future in the UK/CW countries, no matter which 'status’ she 'enjoys’. She screwed up each one of her appearances, bcs she doesn’t understand the 'royal reality’. Such blunders aren’t tolerated by public & Media, they have a long memory ;)

<Jan 4th> G'morning JD. Dear anon@ after their join appearances we could witness, do you get the impression he wants to marry a woman, who he barely knows, who betrayed his trust more than once, neither loves nor respects but uses him and HM/ RF for money making to make her own screwed up life 'valuable’? He broke up with her in Dec. 2016 and nothing has changed his opinion about her since then. Harry has deepest respect for HM and her dedication to her destiny, but stimes it’s our fate that strikes ;)

Dear ckob@ we cannot force things to happen if the right time has not arrived yet..If we allow being captured in a negatively spiral we would become like her and her supporters. Angry, nervous, insecure, but we are different. We have faith.. We were asked to have more confidence and patience. Harry is the one, who suffers from humiliation and misery in the public eye on daily basis. Do you think he 'enjoys’ it? He suffers terribly. The firm shouldn’t be underestimated ;)

<Jan 6th> G'morning dear JD. Could you please reblog “smoke and mirrors” from 28th Dec. from Skippy’s blog? Thank you. ❤ And dear anons@ I think it’s nice to have lily as 'hearsay’ among us, who knows details concerning a part of this story we don’t ;)

<Jan 7th> G'morning JD. Again the old same warmed up rumors to support Harry’s bashing.. How many times we had the 'gay’, 'abusive’, 'complicit’, 'rebel’, and so on attributes for him? He spent 11 years (.)of his 'adult’ life in long-term relationship(s) without being called out on this way.. Chelsy, Cress and the american girl loved him without putting their shared intimate moments out to the public. He was seemingly happy and had sparkle bcs he was in love. This woman was a short affair, nothing more ;)

Dear anon 'whose ask doesn’t appear on JD’s@ I didn’t say Markle has smth 'bad about H’, but I said it was planned by her before she started her campaign to conquer him. She knew his weakness and used her scam betraying his trust. Whatever she uses to coerce her way into the spotlight, she snatched it by using a scam, hence it’s 'fraud of trust’ and it’s up to the RF to handle this matter, whatever it decides. However her final downfall will be to have underestimated the Firm. ;)

Dear JD, the right decision…even I have a very good understanding of what you’re talking about…;)

Dear lattedah@ the RF didn’t know Markle betrayed Harry’s trust. She kept it till IG hidden from them, like she did with the VF interview in may that was published in sept shortly before IG. Markle was given a fair agreement after she was kicked out of KP in Dec. 2016, therefore everyone had assumed, she will go away as it was appointed. What happened at IG was a shock. She acted then step by step to coercing her way into the RF, now she will learn who is in control.. ;)

<Jan 8th> Dear lattedah@ she got the agreement although KP happening bcs she was an 'ex’ who had access to Harry as British Royal to gather respectability. She got the Jam. invitation before the break up and she wasn’t expected using it. She crashed the wedding hence they were placed far away in order to avoid her interaction with others. She wasn’t expected for Polo either. Dec.2016 split - until sept. they only saw each other in these occasions, hence we got the faked airport pics in august. /1 ;)

Cont - the RF didn’t care about her after the agreement, she was an 'ex’, hence 'out of sight’, all the GC denials during the whole year just prove that she wasn’t acknowledged as someone who is in connection with them. She was underestimated (back then), until JD + Tumblr-team sent them the'file-markle’, but even those who have revealed her true self were caught off guard at IG and are still in shock how treacherous she acted in dealing with Harry. /2

By the way concerning the latest blind/the RF members aren’t allowed holding political offices, but surely all her prev. influential clients follow carefully this happening, bcs she is know who she is in these circles… I think some of them already asked secretly - “will I also be mentioned if her past will hit the headlines in the future?”..well Markle will discover by each day that at the end the RF decides about her future, no rants & lies & rumors will help her to change this fact. ;)

Dear anon@ neither Harry nor the RF are agreeable with all this, but Harry has to agree (.) at the moment regardless of the humiliation and suffering he experiences in the public eye on daily basis.. She was given an agreement that she agreed, but didn’t stick to it. Her 'acceptance’ into the RF will never happen. We all make mistakes, nobody is perfect. Harry is supported by his family and always will be. The RF will not give her what she longs for. Fame & money are to be fetched elsewhere.. ;)

<Jan 9th> Just wanted to add 'dear anon’@ this case is difficult, I appreciate 'trust’ and loyalty, thus I’m fully aware of my limits, therefore whatever happens it’s up to the RF to handle this matter and uncover as much as it finds appropriate to protect its reputation. Markle reads this blogs on daily basis, hence everything is being said concerning the 'plan’ should be considered carefully. So I’m not going to say anything that would harm Harry’s good 'outcome’ of this farce.. ;)

<Jan 10th> Dear JD, just remember 'smoke and mirrors’..;)

<Jan 11th> Voodoo doesn’t have power if you refuse to believe it. If your faith is strong enough no human being can harm you. God is the Almighty. Dear anon@the late Princess of Wales loved her 'job’ and understood her destiny Harry has deepest respect for her, no way he would be keen soiling her memories with s.one like Markle who is missing main values of humanity. Diana was a pure soul, had charisma, warmth, understanding for people’s needs regardless of race, gender, disease. The Queen of the hearts❤;)

Dear anon@ humans have their ups and downs..If you have a good soul and you got far away from the right path, you will get a challenge, calls life-experience. Everyone decides for themselves how is going to deal with it. As single adult man Harry is free to look for pleasures where he thinks it’s okay for him. In relationships he was always faithful.(11 yrs). Based on his respect for his late mother he never would choose s.one he is ashamed as his beloved wife and future royal from free will ;)

<Jan 12th> G'morning JD. Dear 'merching’ anon@ Harry is an adult man with his own taste in clothes. I’m neither his mother not his PR adviser to think about what he is wearing. I personally think it doesn’t matter, after all he doesn’t have the 'Kate effect’, and I didn’t see anyone who cares about. However may someone of the PR is listening and will tell him your concern. Thank you for your understanding. ;)

Dear JD, not sure you got my previously ask about privy.. however summed up: I personally don’t care about whether this case is being discussed or delayed or whatsoever…May is still a long way to go ;)

Well whatever the tabloids have on her one day it will come out for money-making reasons… I think she does know that well, but she wants to take the RF with her.. therefore I’m still saying it’s an attack on them.. ;)

Dear JD, did you get my answer? I think there were 4 or five… The good morning, privy long ( you didn’t receive) privy summary, 'well’ and 'sugarpoints’ based on Skippy’s blog. I’m on holiday so perhaps that’s the reason why my asks disappear on the way to you ;)

4th try/dear JD, I think you misunderstood my comment. I just commented on the 'sugar comment about overwhelmed Markle’.. I meant by my comment, that if the 'relationship’ would be serious, Harry would have waited to propose, bcs being a member of the RF/representing the nation requires careful preparation like Kate had, which takes years and Harry understands the responsibility. Markle’s 'overwhelming’ behaviour comes from her insecurity, bcs she tries display everytime a 'new personality’.. ;)

That’s okay JD ❤ surely some people don’t like the truth and trying to discredit us. I’m always answering when I’m 'around’. Interesting NE article… So there is a stuff about Markle out there which is 'valuable’ after an 'amount’ was marked… Whatever happens it won’t be an 'all’s well that ends well’s… Hoping for the best outcome for the RF ;)

Don’t worry dear JD, …'just continue doing what you’re doing’… Harry is his mother’s son, he appreciates the loyal support through thick and thin. I feel certain the memories of his beloved mother will be maintained how she deserves it and the late Princess of Wales will not be polluted by constant companions in the tabloids for years with s.one who imitates her to gather attention for herself and despises HM and the RF. I expect a bad hit, but feel certain he will come out stronger. ;)

There is zero chance Meghan did not plant that blind tiara bit. God, she’s so pathetic. The feminist she claims to be would give a fu@k about tiaras. She is anything butt. ;)

Dear JD, I’m sorry to disappoint you, but the 'tiara’ comment wasn’t me. She is 'Markle’ for me.. ;)

Trevor’s TV project: “It is the untitled project’s premise that will get attention on both sides of the Atlantic: Divorce is hard. Sharing custody is harder. Sharing custody with the British Royal family when your wife marries a prince, in the unforgiving spotlight of London’s tabloid media, is next level.” It’s not based on true events, well.. not the kid part, anyway ;)

I don’t visit other blogs except where the truth to be found.. on yours, Skippy’s and Felix’s… therefore I don’t care who entertains herself by imitating me somewhere else, but on this blogs I will surely comment, as I did it previously.. ;)

<Jan 13th> G'morning JD. I don’t think Markle will go near to the Spencer tiara ever.. She does everything on purpose, hence I believe the true reason behind her imitation the late Princess of Wales serves more the intention to hurt Harry, than an 'obsession with the person Diana’, that explains her constantly transformation in different personalities in different occasions. She will never be successful, bcs 'the most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen nor touched, they’re felt with the heart’ ;)

Dear Skippy, I think her main problem is, she doesn’t want to understand, that nobody counts her PR articles she puts out nor is counted the number of acts she appears with Harry, the public just remember the impression she makes and she screwed up each one of her appearances. Lying is her habit and the public didn’t fall for her 'coverage’, the more 'inside’ stories show up the more she will be rejected. Mistake to believe the truth can be hidden with a little cover-up and decoration.. ;)

Dear 'determined’ anon@ no, you’re wrong… there’s a limit, and that ends at the legacy and memories of the late Princess of Wales… Diana respected the Queen, the Monarchy and adored her sons.. She was a fighter and had courage facing painfully downs in her life. There’s still a strong 'bond’ of ❤ btw her and her sons that Markle never will understand. As much as it hurts Harry has to face the storm one day. Pains happen to everyone. We all have flaws, imperfection is part of being human. ;)

Dear anon @ I never changed my 'version’ of this happening… This case is difficult. Harry is a British Royal and not some Hwood VIP or politician… You are free to believe what you want to believe. Everyone is entitled to her/his opinion, and that should be so.. ;)

<Jan 14th> G'morning JD. Yesterday I thought about why such asks like 'determined’s are coming. Should that mean Markle intends to break her current 'agreement’? ( As she did it with her previously..)The 'storm’ is the revelation of her very colorful past the tabloids have on her and not something that concerning 'private matters’ of Harry’s trust while she used a scam to betray him. It seems she still threatens him through social media revealing those although she has an agreement? … Hmmm ;)

Dear anon@ there are different PRs in work we shouldn’t mix them. No PR had said, Harry is making demands based of his 'arrogance’. NYC just stated her personal opinion, and she didn’t have knowledge about the IG happening.. Those who know exactly what is going on don’t talk badly about Harry on the blogs, they just drop hints. But as cheers anon said, not even those who may had a plan could suspect the 'changes’, bcs not everything is being shared with everyone. This is a difficult case… ;)

<Jan 16th> G'day dear JD, hope you are fine. Well I think 'giving’ her a staff means she had to admit to herself she lost control and cannot be 'herself’, but had to obey the rules and protocols concerning her behaviour when she is on 'officially duty as future royal member’ with Harry. She also doesn’t have say on the schedule and has to accept however it turns out.. Meanwhile she had understood who is in control and based on the latest 'fight’ - articles’ her PR pulled out, she doesn’t like it.. ;)

<Jan 17th> G'morning Skippy. Dear anon@ I used for 'future royal member’ a quote mark… I think Harry is underestimated. He has inner strength, deeply respect for HM and his late mother memories and he is loyal to the monarchy.. Can you imagine how it hurt him to say, Diana would have given her approval? Diana always said, the only reason for marriage is love…but there’s no love.. I don’t think the outcome depends on Markle, but the case is difficult. There are more 'players’ in this game.. ;)

G'morning JD, wishing you speed recovery.♡ dear anon@ I agree with you on giving Harry bit more time and having patience. I never would give up on him no matter how this case -may filled with relevations - turns out.. He is a lovely soul. Some of us need more time find their goal, others less. As it says your last mistake is your best teacher… ;)

<Jan 18th> G'morning JD would like to make a note to the CDNA rant. Regardless of the privy’s or whoever else’s decisions (whom I personally don’t give the significance than others may do) there’ s no such as 'stage of no return’ in this case… Markle will never have the respect and public support she longs for, bcs based on her not existent own personality & empathy & charisma she is not able giving the people a reason to like her, she just gives the reason them to watch her (how that then turns out) ;)

Dear JD, we are as strong as our will and a will finds a way… Harry served for his country, saw people die and suffering terrible injuries. The extraordinary sportsmen/women at the IG teached us all, that everything is possible when we deeply believe in our goals, regardless of the though circumstances. Harry has inner strength. Everyone we meet is afraid of something, loves something and has lost something. When we help one other everyone wins.. ;)

Dear JD, don’t worry. There’s time for everything. If you remember Harry said previously, he was wondering back then how people across the world could love/support his mother without knowing her in person. It was not just her charisma, empathy, naturality in dealing with ppl regardless of race, gender, disease made ppl love her, but also her strength and courage in dealing with painfully challenges in her life. Harry is his mother’s son, he will weather this period in his life. He is strong ;)

<Jan 19th> Dear ckob@ after all months they (still) only captured together on public appearances, so why do you assume he is rooting for her? Bcs he did his job on duty professional? How he really feels? Let me explain briefly: If someone pushes a knife for example in your mother’s back while intructs you 'I want you to smile!’ otherwise you will have hard consequences, what would you do? Would you go away without consideration?… He is coerced and he just 'fulfills’ his part of the agreement.. ;)

G'morning JD. Not sure about your comment on me about the 'assistant.’ If you have time please re-read my last comments carefully, but just in case if you’re still interested in my opinion. Thank you. One day people will understand it’s a difficult case bcs of his status and rushing with things doesn’t bring them nowhere.. ;)

Dear JD, she can have an 'assistant’ to let her believe she is 'supported’, but on the same time to ensure they have as little as possible interaction with each other… I don’t see any short of contradiction… and I also didn’t notice 'romantic’, 'love’ nor 'lust’ in their yesterday’s appearance. They went out, did their appearance as 'engaged couple’ concerning their current 'status’, then returned to the place apart from each other where each of them belongs to.. all the best JD ;)

Dear ckob@ I understand your concern. Harry is on the horns of a dilemma and surely it’s not an easy ride, but perhaps he can take also the difficulty of our work (afterwards) in consideration during his further appearances. (If any).. Thank you for your understanding. ;)

Dear JD, would like to make a note regarding to the claims 'he can end it every time he will’. NO he cannot… logically he would already have done that, wouldn’t he?…People agree there’s no relationship, no love, no lust but obviously an agreement btw two parties, yet Harry wants to keep this farce going on by punishing himself for a year from free will in public eye, damages the reputation of his family without any seriously reason? He is still trusted by HM and supported for a reason.. ;)

<Jan 20th> G'morning JD. Dear 'merch’ anon@ I aready answered your question, that I personally don’t care what Harry is wearing and I don’ t know anyone who cares except few people on tumblr. Harry was papped at Zara buying underwear/clotes and I never heard people have stormed the store afterwards to do the same, although anyone could be able afford the prices.. merching with a 'vip’ happens on purpose to increase the profit, but in Harry’s case truly nobody cares about the brand of his clothes… ;)

Dear JD. Why I shouln’t be okay? It’s saturday, so I may a bit later on. Sent you already an ask.. thank you ;)♡

<Jan 21st> G'morning dear JD. Just keep calm and carry on and believe that everything in our life happens for a reason. It’s Harry’s challenge and he himself must walk the path. As for markle. She has underestimated the consequences of the coerced 'engagement’. She lost totally control about her image and has to live with constant criticism, she surely cannot bear. She has underestimated the huge responsibility& work& expectations the 'royal status’ presume. Not a lottery win at all..;)

Dear JD, the RF does know exactly whom it is dealing with, hence we were asked for patience and confidence.. ;)

Dear JD, any short of the Tumblr-team’s advice that helps to solve this case is taken seriously, but it should be also considered that rushing things which presume a certain amount of time to be solved, won’t achieve the same result with impatience. This emotionally case must be handled cool headed, regardless of the circumstandes. Don’t worry… Thank you ;) ♥

<Jan 22nd> Lovely news today dear JD. Congratulation and best wishes to Eugenie ♡ Jack + delighted parents. Have a blessed day everyone ;) ♥

<Jan 23rd> G'morning JD. Dear anon@ this is not my blog but JD’s hence I don’t have to comment on every comment JD shares with her readers. I comment when I was asked or would like to express my opinion. Time to time I’m also on skippy’s blog. We are living in different time zones, thus I’m not here 24 hours. I usually comment on Harry’s part rarely in markle’s bcs I don’t care about her. Today is 23th january and the allegedly 'wedding’ should happen in the 19th may. Long way to go.. ;)

I sent this ask also to skippy bcs I thought you didn’t get it. Would like to add to dear anons, that I don’t know lily’s whereabouts nor what markle suppose to do. I already expressed my opinion about privy & the 'wedding’. We are still in January. Thank you for your understanding. ;)

<Jan 24th> G'morning JD. I don’t see Harry as 'puppet’ rather someone who is coerced on a brutally way disrespect his family’s traditions and his beloved Granny the british Queen who served the Crown for over 65 years with all her heart. How it feels? Well after 1 year apprenticeship Harry surely understood his lesson. How it feels being coerced by a woman (after split) who still tries using his beloved mother’s memories to hurt & to use & to punish him for money making reasons?.. keep the faith Harry ;) ♥

Dear JD, when the right time has arrived Harry will leave this case behind him..He is correct and sticks to the 'agreement’, to protect what he has to protect..Just because we don’t see 'actions’ it doesn’t mean nothing happens behind the scenes..The Firm shouldn’ t be underestimated.. ;)

Dear JD, she doesn’t have own personality, inside she is insecure, hence she tries having the 'overhand’ about people she is connected with. She imitates the late princess bcs she wants to hurt him. She recalls 'roast chicken’ by any opportunity to hurt her ex partner Cory. I don’t think they talk to each other privately much except during their public appearances.However when she recall her imaginated pic of her 'dream’ and 'reality’, would she mind there’re any similarities?rather nothing ;)

Dear JD, if the right person feels addressed by your question she/he will answer..however if markle would have the influence on him some claim, why we only got since the official 'engagement’ 3 (.) rushed public appearances of them as 'couple’ until now. Is she still a 'secret’?…;)

Dear JD, well she surely has her reasons sticking to these for her unfavorable course. Despite all her PR moves & gaslighting she still not going to happen. The reality she experiences on daily basis doesn’t match with her 'dreams’ yet she still clings to it. She is still a 'secret’ and no one wants her.. doesn’t make sense for someone like her who loves controlling her way.. well she has to admit herself she lost it and never again will get back as long as she continues this game ;)

Dear JD, if I’m correct Harry’s appearance was annonced by KP. I didn’t read anything else ;)

Dear JD, it’s your blog, you’re free to shape it how you like. I’m just a visitor here. A lot of people came and went away..I’m still around regardless of the circumstances ;) ♡

<Jan 25th> Wishing you speed recovery JD. God bless for all your effort. It was you who started 'our’ 'journey’. ;) ♡

Dear anons@ 'status’ changes always have a reason.. I would mean if he is on officially duty he is 'on’, if he attends/ or continues as private person he is out.. IG has given us 'insight’ how fast it can happen… Wishing Harry a peacefully time in the beautiful African nature ;) ❤

Dear soooo anon@ what I said was -> there’s always a reason for a status change.. KP declined to further comment, so this is my opinion… If he finished his official duty he is a private person who is free to make his own decisions as long as he pays the bill, and after he was removed from CC, he can do what he likes as private person. If he would be so keen to see her, he would have returned.. just wondering when she has time to apply for visa when she travels across the world.. ;)

<Jan 26th> Good morning Skippy. I don’t think we have the same situation as IG. They have now an 'agreement’, she has to stick it. I also don’t think there’s a 'dramatically’ reason behind the current status change, but it’s up to them how much is revealed of it. Thank you ;)

G'morning JD. Hope you are doing well. Take care and wishing you speed recovery. Sending you a lot of positive energy. Have a wonderful day everyone. ;) ❤

Dear JD, if you have time please re-read my previously comments.. I’m not the right person to answer your question at this time. Thank you for your understanding.. ;)

Dear anon@ I would say she has to stick to the current 'agreement’, based on the different 'regulations’.. However I personally don’t see any reason for her keeping this farce going on, she cannot fulfill people’s expectations, had made too much blunders in this short time, she will be remembered as the 'one’ with the most inappropriate behaviour/mistakes not as the 'right one’. Being a 'local star’ or dealing with worldwide attention on daily basis is not the same. She may had understood.. ;)

<Jan 27th> Dear JD, I think we have currently different circumstances than before.. The RF doesn’t do things on this way.. Rumours belong to this happening as long as she is in the picture… and no, they aren’t married… ;)

Dear anon@ I’m not part of the 'agreement’ hence I’m not entitled annoncing certain details of it..There’s time for everything.. We were asked for patience and confidence. I have both.. ;)

Dear JD@ she relies on rumours keeping herself in this happening, bcs nobody truly cares. With each of her upcoming appearances she just gives the tabloids more opportunity for criticism and they will surely use anything for their clickbaits. The coerced 'engagement’ was her main mistake… ;)

Dear anon@ we were asked for patience and confidence.. If you have doubts I would recommend you reading carefully “smoke and mirrors” on Skippy’s archive that was submitted by a lovely anon ;) ❤

Dear Skippy, we should stay calm and focussing on the main point. What short of real preparations were made in case of an upcoming 'royal’ wedding except 'blinds/ rumours/’ claims? Do you see something?.. ;)

Good morning Skippy. Just wondering about some asks. What is exactly by a 'poorly agreement’ meant he should leave? Do some people never had legally contract with strict regulations? It sounds as if he enjoys punishing himself and his family? The agreement (also incl. appearances) will be over at the time as it was agreed regardless of the upcoming rumours or whatsoever. Thank you ;)

<Jan 28th> Dear WO@ a coerced human doesn’t have that much choice..Harry would never disrespect HM and the memories of his late mother regardless whatever view people have about him..I feel certain the circumstances which force him bringing both highly respected women in this happening make him very sad. But where darkness is there’s also light.. The sincere support of his family ( who knows the truth regardless of all the gaslighting) gives him inner strength to master this challenge..;)

Dear anon@ I don’t need a script to express my own opinion. Everyone is entitled to her/his opinion. I commented on JD’s blog for long months as no name anon, until I was baptized by someone else. You are free to believe what you want to believe.. this case is difficult and so is the solution.. you can listen or ignore.. we all are free ..;)

G'morning dear JD, hope you’re well. We know from experience what that means when she has to fake certain things, don’t we… have a blessed day ;) ❤

Dear anon@ he was coerced to conclude an 'agreement’ with a woman who he barely knows to protect what he has to protect… She used a well planned romantic scam back in the early period in their affair 2016 to obtain his trust.. you’ll find all the relevant informations about it on JD’s blog. She cannot have a scam on him now after they lead different lives in different places regardless of the gaslighting on her part..The coerced 'engagement’ was a mistake.. look before you leap.. ;)

Dear vintage @ life is just a journey. ’ If an egg is broken by outside force, life ends. If broken by inside force, life begins. Great things always begin from inside.’ ;) ♥

<Jan 29th> Dear 'leak’ anon@He broke up with her in Dec. 2016 and she was given the opportunity gathering credibility, but instead of we got endless rumours and faked pics during the whole year those were denied by using GC. We talked about with JD last year and I think she was underestimated. They thought she will go away as it was agreed. They were caught off guard at IG. It’s up to them how they react to her 'hidden leak-activities’. It’s known by all she is the string-puller, but she acts ill-advised;)

Good morning Skippy. Dear anon@ you misunderstood me. The coerced 'engagement’ was HER mistake, bcs the exposure of her colourful past will get much bigger coverage based on her 'new status’. Dear 'let her do’ anon@ the regulations are stated in an 'agreement’ that both parties has to obey. Breaching the contractual arrangements would have consequences. Dear anon@ I’m here to help and not breaking the trust that was given me.. hence I’m not entitled answering some questions. Thank you ;)

G'morning JD. I’m sorry lattedah I overlooked that the 'mistake’ ask was you and answered to 'anon’ on Skippy’s blog in the morning. You misunderstood me. It was markle’s mistake bcs the exposure of her colourful past will get much bigger coverage based on her new 'status’. ;) ❤

Dear Skippy I feel certain that the 'Tumblr-team’ blogs are very much appreciated and supported by certain 'circles’.. JD’s 'instinct’ started this journey and she was right all along concerning Markle’s true self ;) ❤

<Jan 30th> Dear anon@ it’s may the calm before the storm. I don’t know when and how the media will start its 'show’, but one day it will.. she will be exposed and will suffer the same fate to be used for profit relentless as she did it with the RF and Harry in the past year. She could have gone away before the storm hits her, but she had decided sticking to her game.. That’s her fate and she alone is responsible for whatever happens to her.. Harry can weather the storm with the right PR strategy. ;)

<Jan 31st> Good morning Skippy. After he discovered her true self he broke up with her and hadn’t made the impression for over 10 months he would care about her, despite the rushed statement she 'remained’ a 'secret’ until she coerced him 'noticing’ her again in a military sporting event. The current situation is a bit difficult, but where is a will there is a way.. I would mean the right PR strategy can aid and abet Harry’s good outcome of this farce and it has already been planned.. ;)

Dear JD, good morning ❤. It depends on Harry’s consideration regarding on the different 'aspects’ during/after their join appearance, as I had noted in my previously answer to ckob after their last appearance … ;)

Dear Skippy, my thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. Those we love don’t go away, they are always connected with us through shared touching memories in our hearts… I have recommended you earlier MD. Eben Alexander’s extraordinary book - proof of heaven - and will do it again. Also avaiable as free PDF on net. Wishing you finding the inner peace after a painfully suffering. ;) ❤

Dear anon@ I think the current 'Marklegate’ has given Harry painfully insight how he should deal with this 'company’ in the future, hasn’t ? ;)

Dear Skippy, could you please repost the ask from your archive/ 20th January “MM PR is being paid by the SOHO folks, that’s why she has the best….” Submitted by a lovely anon. Thank you ❤ ;)

<Feburary 1st> Second try/G'morning JD. Dear doubtful anons@ you are free to believe what you want to believe in… Not sure when I 'changed my tune’ and what means 'she said they doing fake engagement rumors’. I didn’t know an 'engagement’ will happen. Nobody did. We all were caught off guard..I said: the rushed 'engagement’ was coerced, we cannot claim he bought the ring, it was scripted by her and full of lies, there’s no relationship but an 'agreement’ he is forced to comply for a certain amount of time ;

Dear anon@ I said she was underestimated, bcs she was given an NDA last year that she agreed but didn’t stick to it. They were caught off guard at IG. She coerced the 'engagement’. There’s an 'agreement’ with contractual arrangements for a certain amount of time. We were asked for confidence & patience based on her gaslighting. I’m not part of the RPR. The media is still playing the waiting game. I would say she may got 1-2 more appearances but nothing is predictable at these days. Let’s wait ;)

Dear WO@ he deserves being there…He served for his country. He is loved and appreciated by all his comrades..He is the 'face’ of the IG that brought the worldwide focus to this extraordinary heroes…He is the last one who wishes her presence there.. we shouldn’t prejudging situations we don’t have exactly knowledge about..I’m sure it takes him an immense inner strength to endure her at this event. Thank you for your understanding.. ;)

Dear Skippy, I’m not part of the PR. It was known for a while she will appear, so we have to accept it. I don’t see any reason for ranting and getting nervous shortly before the beginning. I feel certain Harry will ensure the veterans will get the appreciation they deserve, he is a comrade after all. We know she enjoys it hurting people around her. Veterans and IG are Harry’s labour of love. I’m sure Harry’s heart is shedding in tears…. ;)

<February 2nd> G'morning JD. Hope you’re well. I don’t see how Harry would try 'selling’ her with max. 2 appearances per month.. She also doesn’t seem interested in such kind of events, bcs the focus lies on the projects and not exclusively on her. Sending Harry positive thoughts, keep the faith.. ;)❤

Good morning Skippy. Dear 'events’ anon@ As I said in one of my comments yesterday, I would say she may got 1-2 more appearances, but based on the circumstances nothing is predictable in these days.. so let’s wait and see. Thank you for your understanding. ;)

Read the blog. You say that like reading comprehension is strong point of trolls. ;)

Dear JD, the 'read the blog’ ask wasn’t me…We know what happens when someone is 'angry’.. ;)

Dear JD, thank you for the interesting information. I feel certain it was noted.. ;) ❤

Thank you dear Skippy. ❤ Well probably she is afraid of something so she wanted to 'clarify’ she is still in the 'picture’… ;)

Dear anon@ just wanted to clarify, I didn’t say she is not going to have more appearances… Not sure Skippy you got my first ask ;)

<February 3rd> Dear Skippy, I understand your concern. Security is an important matter at these unsecure times, by announcing their upcoming appearance 'inofficially’ through an outsider she just has proven again, that she is 'not in’… the announcement of official appearances/events of RF members (in this case Harry) belongs to the area of authority of one of the associated palaces. I think Harry’s team understands the 'provocation’…;)

Dear anon@ Harry broke up with her in Dec. 2016, hence all the following join appearances can be considered as 'coerced interaction’ between them.. Dear Skippy, I’m not part of the RPR.. would stick to 'she got more appearances’, but as we know nothing is predictable in these days.. thank you for your understanding. ;)

<February 4th> G'morning JD, I would say sometimes small details make a big difference… At this stage she 'allegedly’ is, she would have obeyed the protocol and would have waited until KP annonces their upcoming appearance officially regarding to Harry’s current (and her 'future’) status.. Harry is a British Royal hence security issues have high priority… however the latest pictures of them speak volumes.. Rumours belong to this happening as long as she is in the 'picture’…;)

Dear JD, I don’t think the York family cares about Markle, she cannot take the focus away from E+J wedding, her fervor burning all bridges in the UK and in certain circles worldwide is astonishing and doesn’t match with her future plans… Aristocracy has its own rules Markle will never understand.. Her ongoing actions just don’t fit in her 'future royal’ narrative, otherwise she would have understood meanwhile that the British protocol is insurmountable - without exception…;)

Dear JD, I personally don’t believe she has a future anywhere except may as 'trophy wife’ which can be 'prancing’ around. She had exaggerated this game… In certain circles - incl. business- relevant people are connected with each other and her name has been noticed in an unfavourable way. She and her supporter lost their credibility.. Time will tell.. Human’s memory shouldn’t be underestimated.. ;)

<February 5th> Dear vintage, thank you for your kind words, but the Thank goes also to you all for being here and helping in this difficult case.❤ “Beginn each day with optimism and end each day with forgiveness. Happiness in life begins and ends within your heart”..;) ❤

Dear anon@ He was never 'proud of her’, rather the other way around…. She was a secret until she called the paps in autumn 2016.. although there’s an 'engagement’ in place, they’re only seen together on rare public appearances.. Making mistakes belongs to our life. Sometimes we realise and correct our mistakes immediately, big challenges usually need more time to overcome the difficulties… Every new beginning comes from other beginning’s end.. You know the truth by the way it feels.. ;)

Dear JD, Markle should have of opted out long time ago seeing the negativity it’s caused her reputation.. In the age of social media she should have known better. By using Harry she wanted to get a platform from which she can make a fortune, but even her current 'status’ doesn’t help her boosting her 'career’. She lost her credibility completely. Being the wife of a senior BR member requires the willingness of sacrifice. She would never be able to bear the responsibility the 'job’ brings.. ;)

<February 6th> Dear Skippy, as it was said she got more appearances…. I didn’t say it was postponed or deleted bcs of her behaviour by announcing it herself with help of a stranger. There’s an agreement in place with contractual arrangements for a certain amount of time. Nothing had changed. I said if her 'current status’ would be 'real’, she would have followed the Royal protocol.. but she didn’t.. ;)

Dear anon@ not the council decides about whether the wedding takes place or not…. The last word has Harry…;)

Dear 'a lot of questions’ anon@ could you please search on JD’s archive 'wink’?… You will find all the answers you are looking for. Thank you. ;)

Dear vintage, thank you for your kind words, but the Thank goes also to you all for being here and helping in this difficult case.❤ “Beginn each day with optimism and end each day with forgiveness. Happiness in life begins and ends within your heart”..;) ❤

Dear JD, sending you positive thoughts. Take care and wishing you speed recovery. Virtual hug ;) ❤

Dear Skippy, I feel certain Harry appreciates all the support and trust he is given by people across the world. Some things cannot be changed over night, there are rules that must to be followed.. obviously Markle doesn’t like this appearances, bcs she doesn’t want to care about 'common’ people’s concerns, talking about 'problems’, she cannot fulfill people’s expectations and she knows that. She is in hiding again, than she has to follow rules and protocols during the appearance…;)

Dear Skippy, don’t worry… I do know a person who wishes the end of this farce more than anyone else… This case is difficult, hence there’s time for everything… you know.. we were asked for confidence and patience.. ;)❤

Dear JD, well I personally don’t see any reason being nervous… We knew she got some more appearances and will appear. KP ignored her 'leak’ and just followed the 'royal way’ regarding to Harry’s status …She longed for a luxuriously lifestyle by his side, now she gets a 'reality check’s what that means being a 'part’ of the RF..work, protocols, rules, never explain never complain’ and always smiling… dear anon@ don’t worry.. WE are a strong team together.. we have faith.. ;)❤

Dear 'council’ anon@ I already answered this question. ;)

Thank you dear JD. Seemingly Markle starts to understand the tough reality. Harry is senior Royal, according to his order of rank he will take over more charities/appearances in the upcoming period. That means sometimes he will be on duty on daily basis. His partner has to understand the case they attend, follow protocol and showing interest not just by pulling 'sadly’ faces. A lot of work is done in the background and it’s not a 'hide and seek’ game. The affected people deserve respect.. ;)

G'morning JD. Just would like to ask you, was the “please don’t jump ship” addressed to me? I personally don’t see any reason for giving up what I’m doing.. I believe in Harry, no IG, no 'engagement’, no unexpected appearances could change that… Harry is underestimated. He is loyal and despite all the circumstances he has great inner strength. I’m here to help and will stay until this case is over.. don’t worry..have a blessed day ;)❤

Dear JD, KP just announced Harry’s upcoming solo appearances. Keep going Harry ;)❤

Dear Skippy, I just answered to anon’s comment. He hasn’t chosen her from free will… She coerced herself on him. I would say, that’s not the same… Plus she isn’t a team-player. She doesn’t care about others, it’s all about herself. The BRF serves the nation, visits charities, handles with affected people’s problems & issues & concerns’ on daily b. Rules, protocols are a main part of them, I think meanwhile Markle had understood. She never could bear the responsibility the 'job’ requires. ;)

Second try/ Dear vintage@ .. you know.. everyone is entitled to her opinion.. also CT. Have a blessed day ;)❤

I’m sorry dear JD, I thought Tumblr lost it again. Wishing you speed recovery. Keep strong. Sending you positive energy and virtual hug. ❤ ;)

-On Skippy Dear ckob@ why should Harry be sidelined so suddenly? Which obscurity do you mean? He officially will take over some of HM’s or PP’s charities in the near future. I don’t see any changes, where do you see it? I think his family has shown clearly, HE is supported… ;)

Dear ckob@ I’ve understood your ask. I just pointed out that Harry is senior Royal who just has taken over more patronages and became representative of some of HM’s and PP charities despite this 'engagement’… He is still trusted. In case of doubts concerning Harry’s future role he would have been blindsided and the charities patronage would have been given to other members. Royal patronages are taken seriously, hence there’s a reason why Harry is planned as future representative. ;)

-On Skippy Dear anons@ Harry didn’t get patronages bcs no one else wanted to take them over. He got more representative 'jobs’ bcs he is trusted and will have (.) a relevante role in the monarchy’s future. Difference.. He hasn’t chosen the 'wrong playmate’ , bcs she isn’t any of short. She only attended 3 'events’, all of them were linked to Harry’s patronages only. I don’t see any relevante preparations except rumours 'could be, would be’.. Harry is loyal to the Crown and to his late mother’s memories ;)

Dear anon@ Harry was given a huge honor by 'handling’ him the patronage of the RM over. I think he knows that well. Royals don’t pass on their own charities & partronages to each other without seriously reasons.. Each issue is taken in the RPs seriously. Just recall the Obama summit with Chantal in case of Harry. Harry got more representative 'jobs’, bcs HE is trusted. ;)

Dear anon@ I said the engagement was coerced and he was forced to agree to protect what he has to protect… ;)

Dear anon@ he broke up with her in Dec. 2016 after she was caught by taking pictures of a prohibited area at KP in his home. They saw each other btw January-IG (10 months) 2 times. If you’re interested in the 'background-story’, you can find everything about incl. romantic scam on JD’s blog. Thank you dear Skippy for all your efforts. ;)❤

Dear anon@ markle is an actress, hence she depends on lucrative income for living that she earns mainly by merchandising. For getting contracts with fashion labels/being covered on product pl. in magazines it is credibility required. GC is well known by the showbiz industry. Hollywood is watching carefully what happens. Once her credibility is gone, her future is destroyed. With each “debunked” H+M rumor she approaches her end. She has exaggerated, thus she will lose everything at the end ;)

#wink anon

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