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torotauri · 11 months

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You Think I Forgot? | Jo Hye-Won Zoa [WEEEKLY]

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31st May 2023

It was Zoa's 18th birthday, she has been waiting for this day for so long. For Zoa, her birthday is a very big thing for her. She always get a big party out of it with her family and friends. This year, she thought it would be more special because she have you, her boyfriend, to celebrate this day with her.

Zoa woke up that morning very early and got dressed quickly, she normally isn't the type of person who wants to go to school. Today was different though, she wanted to go to school because her friends have planned a big surprise party for her after school.

School was boring like always, Zoa did not enjoy school but she was happy that a lot of classmates came over to say happy birthday to her. That was literally the only positives from school today. Thankfully, she managed to drag herself through the whole day and is now in the final period, Maths, Zoa's most hated subject. Despite that, she had something positive to look forward to. Maths was the only class that Zoa shared with you and as she popped herself down on her seat, you also walked into the classroom.

"Hey Y/N" Zoa waved at you as you walked into the classroom.

"Oh hey Hyewon, how are you doing today" you responded.

"What are you doing after school?" Zoa asked you trying to get more information about the party that her friends had planned.

"I've got football training after school so I can't hangout with you today, but I'll see you tomorrow at school and I can hang out with you then" you told Zoa.

Zoa didn't know if you were playing or were you being serious, but her heart did drop for a second after hearing that you have football training after school. To be fair, she knew you had football on Wednesdays but she would have thought that you would clear your schedules to hangout with her on her birthday.

"Anyways have you got anything to say to me today" Zoa asked trying to make you say something about her birthday.

"Right everyone class is about to begin" the teacher announced before you could give an answer.

"Yes, pay attention to the teacher" you whispered to Zoa.

However, Zoa can't pay any attention to class because of what you said. She was hoping that you were playing a joke. After all, who would say they are hosting a surprise party if they were hosting a surprise party anyways. Zoa tried to shake it off but she can't.

After a very long hour, the bell rang and class was finally dismissed. Zoa followed her friend Jihan to the music room hoping that you would be there to be part of the surprise.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY OUR BELOVED HYEWON" everyone shouted as Zoa entered the room.

Not going to lie, Zoa was surprised by this, but she was also surprised at the fact that it was only her close friends Jimin, Soeun, Soojin, Jaehee and Jihan there to celebrate. You were nowhere to be seen.

"What's wrong Hyewon? You don't seem too happy" Jaehee said whilst holding the cake in her hands.

"Nothing it's just he isn't here" Zoa responded.

"We asked him to come but he seemed to have more important things like football so he said he isn't free" Jihan replied.

"Let's eat some cake" Soojin said trying to distract Zoa from the fact that you weren't here.

Zoa understand why you weren't here. Football has always been a big part of your life and she knows that as well. But what was annoying her was that there wasn't even a birthday message from you, nothing, not even a text. After all, how difficult is it to put in minimal effort and text her a simple birthday message.

The truth was, you didn't forget. Whilst you really had football training to attend, you had your own plans. Tonight you were going to surprise her in her apartment. After all if there is one thing that Zoa liked more than you, it was surprises.

You really wanted to go to her party with her friends, but you can't. You were draft protected by the MLS and therefore you need to put in maximum effort in every training because you never know when the MLS scouts were going to come over to watch you train. You just need to be there just in case.

As training ended, you shot off immediately, hoping that Zoa was not mad at you the slightest. On your way to her apartment, you stopped by and brought her some flowers and her favourite green tea cake. Once the goods were secured, you went straight to her apartment.

Arriving at Zoa's apartment, you used the spare key that she gave you to slowly unlock the door and enter the apartment. The lights were off in the living room, but you saw a glimpse of light down the hallway coming from underneath the door of her room. You know she was in her apartment.

Tiptoeing towards her room, you made sure that she didn't know you were here and as you approached, you slowly opened her door and entered. Once you opened the door, there she was, lying on her bed, asleep. Probably annoyed at the fact that you forgot about her birthday. Walking up towards her you tapped on her shoulder to try to wake her up.

"GAAAAHHHHH" Zoa screamed as you scared her.

"Wait, Hyewon it's me" you tried to calm her down which seemed to work.

"Y/N? You scared me. What are you doing here?" Zoa was surprised at your arrival.

"I got you these flowers and your favourite green tea cake" you responsed.

Zoa was still a little bit mad at you for ignoring the fact that it was her birthday and forgotten about it the whole day. But it was difficult to be mad now that you showed up unannounced, it was a surprise and Zoa liked this surprise.

"What if I don't want them?" Zoa tried to push you away and pretend to stay mad.

"Well then how about if I do this" you leaned down and gave Zoa a quick kiss on her cheeks "happy birthday Hyewon baby" you said.

"I thought you forgot it was my birthday" Zoa said looking at you.

"You think I would really forget about my Hyewon baby's birthday?" you said looking deep into Zoa's big eyes.

"But today, in Maths class you didn't even say happy birthday. I thought you genuinely forgot" Zoa said.

"If I didn't play it like that, then I won't be able to surprise you like this" you responded.

"I'll give you that, this was a pretty good surprise. I like it, but I like you more" Zoa said.

"I like you too, my Hyewon baby" you said as you leaned in and started to make out with Zoa.

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HAPPY ZOA DAY

I know it's late, but it's still her birthday here where I'm at. Anyways hope you guys enjoyed this little one shot for Zoa. Oh my god, they really grow up so fast, can't believe Zoa is now 18.

Anyways......

......HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZOA

#weeekly zoa #weeekly #kpop #kpop idols #kpop fanfic #kpop fanfiction #kpopfanfic #kpop fluff #fluff #zoa fluff

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natasha-in-space · 10 days

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Y'know, I didn't talk about it that much when it first came out, but it is so sweet to see some more content of Yoosung enjoying his life as a vet.

I think it's kind of understandable that it's often overlooked, since it wasn't as much of a focus on his route. By comparison, we do know a whole lot about hia love for cooking, and he actually shares this passion with us many times during the game. Therefore, seeing him suddenly become a vet can feel a bit out of pocket for the player. I wish we had a bit more content on that particular aspect of his. To expand on it a bit more than what we already have in canon. Even his previous birthday events and CG's didn't really mention it. The only content we do have is his Valentines dlc and his after ending. Which isn't all that much. Yoosung's image is probably one of a student, gamer, or adorable cook when you think of him. It'll be nice if his career choice as a vet fit into that category, too.

That said, I looove to think about all the potential details of this time in his life. It's also very sweet to see MC helping him out with some of his duties. After the events of his route, I always see his dynamic with his MC as very supportive and reliant on one another in things big and small. Like MC bringing him lunch to work, or Yoosung picking them up from their place of work/study in return. You're a team, and you work as a unit. So it is very cute to see it in action!

I like to think that Yoosung is the type of vet who tends to spoil his patients, sometimes to the extreme. Deciding to arrange a spa day for them was probably his idea too. Just because one of them just happened to need a bath on that say. So he figured, why not treat them all to new shiny coats and relaxing massages!? Participating in this chaos was only agreed upon by MC, of course. It's impossible to tell me otherwise - these two are a well-known power couple in the clinic.

Or, it's possible that this is their idea of a date on the weekend. It's easy for me to see that, particularly if his MC is a huge animal lover!

Being a vet can be a very stressful and demanding job. Yoosung has to deal with many unfortunate losses and pains caused to innocent animals who didn't do anything wrong and their loving owners. So it's probably such a huge source of positivity and motivation for him to just relax for a few hours and have fun with a bunch of furry patients. Focus on the lighthearted sound of laughter between him and his lover and happy noises of mischief from some rowdy pets. The sight of their wagging tails and slow blinks is a significant reminder of the reason behind his actions. And to have his partner there with him... Well, that's just a cherry on top of the cake!

They better not take any selfies after that, though, because with this many furry participants, they'd be covered in fur for sure. It won't make Zen and Jaehee very happy to see it in the chatroom.

Of course, they still do so anyways.

#mystic messenger #mysmes #mysme #mm #yoosung kim #kim yoosung #mystic messenger yoosung #just wanted to write my thoughts on the new cg hehe #was too busy freaking out over puppy rika and kitty chaewon to do so when it first came out #i really can't wait for all the rest of the cg's we are getting this year!

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marshmallowprotection · 10 months

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Mystic Messenger 7th Anniversary

Welcome to my handy dandy Anniversary Analysis. We all know it’s my bread and butter to study these photos and find every Easter Egg I can. Last year was quite the doozy for me because there were so many fun tidbits in the photo, and this year is no different because the sentiment is the same. I’m happy to say it’s my seventh year of playing this game, and I’m going to get emotional as I write it down.

Anniversary Image and my thoughts underneath the Read More! If you don’t want to be spoiled or see the image yet, go ahead and wait a little bit longer since the image will be out from Cheritz on their page in great quality in a matter of a few hours.

[If you want to read the post from year here, click here].

This was the cleanest photo I could find this afternoon, but I’m sure by the time I finish writing this out, there’s going to be an even clearer one that I can get and I cannot wait for that reality. I have a lot to talk about and even more to gush over this time so why don’t we go ahead and get started before I start blubbering over my darling Saeran? Now, I’ll do my best to be cohesive but you guys know me. I will start going off into a tangent before long. Let me get one scream out before I do anything else.

SCREAMS.

Okay.

I’m good.

GUYS. I SHOULDN’T BE SMUG BUT I WAS RIGHT ABOUT THE PLACEMENT OF THE CHARACTERS THIS TIME! Fortunately, I was on the money as I noted the color placement in the photo. The pop of color was the saving grace, but I’m sure proud of myself this time even if it was a given with the bold pinks next to a man who is walking stoplight. I say that with love, Saeyoung. You are the kind of man who stops traffic.

IT’S TIME FOR MY SPECIAL INTEREST. FLORIOGRAPHY. This photo was made for me to analyze, I swear to God. This is meant for me and I’m excited because there’s so much purpose and thought in a flower. I figured out Jaehee’s flower yesterday because they gave it to us, so I can talk about her first since it’s the easiest. We’ll start on a high note (a woman I’d love to kiss) and end on the higher note (a Saeran I want to smooch).

Look at her high collar! Look at her messy hair! Look at the longing gaze in her eyes as if she’s realized God is a Woman! It looks like she’s got ribbons on her wrists, too... God, I wish we could see more of the outfit. If it’s giving goddess, I don’t know what I’m going to do with myself over here.

Jaehee is a lily. She is a yellow lily in particular, and that got me to chuckle quite a bit. Lilies are a known reference for sapphics in different popular media, and I think it’s great to see more staples of Jaehee’s love for women out in the open. I know we all appreciated the rings on Jaehee and MC as well as the rainbows on the birthday hats, as well as the winter ice-skating date on her last birthday. It’s a good year to be a woman lover, bless up, sapphics. Jaehee lovers, you deserve this.

Yellow Lilies are a way to say a few things, but one of the most popular ones is gratitude. Being thankful for a person in your life. Is that not the way she feels as she grows closer to her MC? She’s grateful because you fell into her life when it was the lowest point of her emotional journey. She hit rock bottom and you took a single look at her and told her she could follow her heart instead of trying to be a cog in the machine to survive. She doesn’t need to just survive.

She needs to thrive.

Jaehee needs passion!

And you gave her that, so of course, she’s thankful that you came into her life when you did. It’s like saying, “You are the sunshine in my life, you breathe life into me just by being close to me.” Which, hey, that’s wonderful. Jaehee being in this photo makes me so happy, and seeing her with lilies... Ah. I hardly get to talk about her but I love to think about Jaehee! She’s a wonderful person and seeing her smile makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

I know why they didn’t give her long hair, but I pray to God someone draws her with her long hair after this CG comes out or I’ll be forced to do it myself. Do you hear me artists?

I’ll be real with you guys, green flowers are hard to find. I have this problem I’m trying to look at art with any character that’s got a iconic color that’s in any shade of green to represent them. You would think it wouldn’t be that hard, but it is. It is a headache and a half for me, but I will do my best for you guys. Yoosung honey, I love you dearly like a brother, but this green is going to kill me in my sleep. I’ve got to work harder than the Devil over here.

Now, the key to debating a flower to the naked eye is to count the petals right off the bat. This flower has a count of five. That narrows down my search quite a bit. I’m glad he didn’t have a flower with far more plumage, because that makes the process harder. So, with a five count, I can narrow down my search to flowers in a specific category. So, with only so many green flowers in this category, I’ve got only got two options left.

But, noting the center of the flower tells me all I need to know. That’s a Green Daylily. Of course, he’s got a trickle of other flowers in his bouquet as well. The smaller flowers are harder to pick out, but I doubt the artist put thought into the flowers that are used to fill in the space leftover in the bouquet.

The best guess that I can offer is a smaller flower that clumps together like Baby’s Breath. The smaller patch of two flowers definitely threw me off, because my brain said, “Oh, those folds remind me of tulips! But, these are far too small to be a tulip! Then I said, oh, maybe Chinese Meadow Rue? But, wait, this is a wedding set, so Baby’s Breath!”

Baby’s Breath is love everlasting. This is one of the most standard flowers used in wedding bouquets. Mystic Messenger is not stranger to using it. Hell, when I think about it, Saeyoung’s Christmas Ending is filled to the brim with him giving you Baby’s Breath. It’s also a hallmark of trust. It’s saying that you’ll always be faithful and true to the one you adore.

Daylilies may surprise you, but they’re not a part of the broader Liliaceae family. They’re actually in the Asphodelaceae family! You’d find a closer relative in the genus in Aloe! They were cultivated in Asia, so, to see them used here is not a big surprise to me. I recall in China, these flowers are symbolic of forgetting your worries. That is to say, “I know you’re troubled, but I want you know that I’m by your side forever.”

Is that not the sentiment of loving Yoosung Kim? You give his heart the push it needs to find peace after grief. You hold his hand and show him that he can live his life the way he wants to and he doesn’t need to think back in regret... and he can follow this future with you.

Zen, oh, lovely Zen. You and I both know are the traditional romantic. You love to be the man with roses. So, is it any surprise that’s holding a patch of roses in his hands? Lover boy, you’re always easy to read but there’s nothing wrong with the gentleness of a rose. A white rose... I can see a sprinkle of Baby’s Breath, too. It isn’t a surprise, those are commonly used in romantic bouquets to add make the flowers tie together without making it feel crowded and overwhelmed.

You might think you already know what roses stand for because they’re such a hallmark move flower. But, not really, roses are much more complex than they’ve been made out to be, and I think that’s a good standard for Zen. Most people in the world think they know him, but they don’t. You shouldn’t judge him by what it appears to be... because what matters is underneath the surface, and that’s the lesson his route teaches. He is a reminder that love is more than looks. It’s about the person underneath the surface.

It may be tried and true, but Zen plays this role nicely.

There is a meaning for these roses that stands for change and growth, and I’m thinking that’s the most important thing to share. Loving Zen is growing with him. Loving Zen is knowing that you can learn how to let go of your insecurities and fears for something deeper in life. You don’t need to be afraid of judgement, you need to live your life knowing that the people who truly matter will see you for the person you are truly, and not just the way you look. He needs to know that after a lifetime of being judged for his looks.

Also, white roses can used as a stand-in for the idea of “love that continues to grow on the horizon for one another”. Everlasting love? No, love that grows by the minute. is that not him?

Jumin, darling, I expected these flowers from you and I don’t know what to say about that. I was torn when I first saw the photo because I sat here trying to get my ducks in a row with what I imagined. I was jumping between Balloon Flower and Violets for a while because of the way the petals spread, but in the end, I’ve settled on violets because the way these petals spread and fan out. They don’t do that with the other flower, because it’s interconnected.

Now, as far as what I think is the specific genus of violet is...

Sweet violet is a good guess! You know what else, he’s also got some lilacs in this bouquet, too. Lilacs are a flower that is representative of the first mark of a spring and summer to come, as well as your first true love.

The blessing of love you’ve received for the first time... simple, passion, and perfect. I know that’s the best way to describe the way Jumin looks at you. You are the first person that’s made his heart flutter like this. You’ve made him see something of value in that bleeding heart of is, and he doesn’t want to lose you because of it. You are love incarnate and he doesn’t want to miss the chance to spend the rest of his life with you.

He’s not one to rush headfirst into something without a clear head, but you make him spontaneous and free. Violets are a gift given to newlyweds! It’s happened throughout history all over the world, but it stands for humility and modesty at its core. A love that might feel like its innocence and sincere, but tried and true. It’s undeniable from the way you’re looking at each other anyone someone spots it in your faces.

A love that won’t be wrenched apart because you’ve got the purest eyes of sincerity in your vows.

Now, I didn’t expect Saeyoung to have a vibrant flower to match his hair, but I’ll be real with y’all, I never know what flower to expect if they put this man on the screen. He throws me for a loop all the time. It’s a part of his charm at the end of the day. He knows how to confound people and he’s always done that.

Can you see that look in his eyes? He looks a little tired, but I see it as him being awake all night long thinking about what you’ll look like at the end of the aisle.

He can’t sleep knowing that you’ll be waiting for him under the eyes of his God that made him believe in love again. How could he sleep knowing that you’re all alone out there in another place... giddy and burning with love for him? I know he is the kind of person who would believe in sleeping apart the night before the wedding, and that’s what would’ve gotten him to this state.

I’m sure Saeran hit him in the shoulder when he spent the night before babbling about you but that’s just what happens in the bunker.

Sigh.

Now, I don’t want to let Saeyoung down over here. When I looked at him, I had another episode of thinking: “Goddammit. Goddammit. I know there are flowers that could be used as a stand-in for him. Why am I struggling between of them again? Alstroemeria and Nasturtium would be really interesting for him since I would’ve expected them to just toss roses at him like they did with Zen if not a situation with Baby’s Breath again.”

I really am not sure for Saeyoung, that’s the horrible thing. So, I’ll go over the two flowers I narrowed down and let you guys decide what you think fits him better. So, Nasturtium is a flower of victory. A flower that stands strong after a battle. Saeyoung is a weathering flower who survived despite everything that was thrown at him, and I think it’s fitting that a bouquet like that would work in this case. The orange color on top of that is just as sweet. Enthusiasm and a strong sense of joy at an upcoming celebration.

Alstroemeria are lilies* known awaken warmth and love in those that you gift the flowers to, especially the orange variety. Passion and vitality, the very blood of a life that Saeyoung bleeds for when he’s with you. They don’t quite fit into a family with “true lilies” but they’re closely related in a way that makes your eyes think it could be. Pair orange and red for the most vibrant way to say “I love you!” They also stand for support and faith, so what better flower to give to MC? Thank you for being with me, MC. Thank you for supporting me despite the danger you may have fallen into.

Thank you for loving a wretch like me, MC.

That’s Saeyoung.

Oh, Jihyun. Look at you, honey! You’ve been given a wonderful outfit for once and I don’t need to tease you! I just finished replaying his Route for the first time in forever and he’s fresh on my mind because of that. Now, i don’t think I need to tell any of you that a flower as vibrant as Jihyun’s hair won’t exist naturally. I can say that there are a few flowers that match the shape and volume of that flower in the photo, but it’s never going to be that color.

I know why they did that, they want things to be cohesive so they went for that above realism. See, when I think of Jihyun, I tend to give him Forget Me Nots as much as I can because I feel like that is a tragic but romantic flower for him. The flower itself stands for remembrance. A love that carries with you for life, and no matter where you go or who you become, you’ll never forget the flower that was gifted to you. It is true love, devotion, and a heartfelt promise.

A promise to see you again if you’ll have him.

Jihyun needs time to heal. He needs years to grieve and grow, and you give him that time because you love him. You wait, you breathe, and you never forget him and his light. His gentle warmth is tender and true. Don’t forget me, but please, I want you to wait for me, my darling. if you will have me when I return, I won’t let you regret this opportunity. That’s the way I think about Jihyun when it comes to his romance.

However, the longer I stared at this, the more I wondered if it could be Larkspur because of the way the flowers grow from the long stem. Like, yeah, there isn’t much bunching here to make me lean that way, but these artists take a lot of... liberty when it comes to drawing flowers and half the time, I know in my heart of hearts they just thought a thought was pretty and used it because of that and not at all because they’re out of their minds like me and need to have something in a photo that is symbolic and overwhelming.

Blue Larkspurs are... just... you know, it’s about support, trust, and faith. They’re so crucial if you want someone to feel appreciated and supported. Is that not... a second way to represent Jihyun Kim beyond Forget Me Nots? God, I think I’ll cry if I think about it for too long.

Ahem. Now, if you don’t mind, I need to talk about my husband for a minute. It’s only fair that he’s the last one I talk about because you all know I’m not going to be able to shut up about him so I had to make sure I took care of everyone else first so they got a fair treatment! Fair is fair, folks. I love my husband and we’re getting married this year. That’s that. Saeran, my love, my darling, forever we’ll be in bliss.

But, you know me, I’m biased and he’s going to get the most. That tender look in his eyes, the messy hair I’m determined to tussle, and the way I want to launch at you just to see him laugh as he makes sure I don’t hurt myself on the landing.

Which, I’m bound to do it anyway, but I love that he would still try. That’s why I love him. He makes me feel like I can do anything even if I’m anxious and that makes me... well. For someone who has always felt anxiety from the minute I felt myself grow a distinct awareness of the fact that I was a person and I existed as a being, a moment where I’m not afraid to do something without figuring out the best way to do something without screwing up or ruining something... being with him makes me feel liberated.

I don’t hesitate.

I jump.

I don’t look back.

Because I know he’ll catch me.

I narrowed down the margin for Saeran quite a bit, and it came down to the wire since I’m pretty picky on the margin. Rocktrumpet came to mind, as well as the flower, Snapdragon, but the color is what’s throwing me again. It’s likely a choice by the artist again. It’s pink, but also purple, and finding flowers with that color is kind of tough. Weigela, maybe? But, should I lean into the honeysuckle family in this situation? Hmm... the long leaves make me want to lean that way since that does give an edge in something that closer but I’m not sure.

Fuck it, I’ll tell you about all of them.

Rocktrumpet is a symbol for strength and resilience. It’s survival despite the odds stacked against you. That’s a good representation of Saeran in my view. He’s survived countless times, and your love was a part of that. It wasn’t what helped him fully, since he had to help himself, but your love helped him find the strength to do that.

I’d dare to add that they’re a hallmark of the transition power in nature, what is GE Saeran if not transformation and love?

Snapdragons are two sides of the same coin. Deception and graciousness. Ray and Suit Saeran put together, you know? They share their moments of both, but it’s a good way to say you love both sides of who created GE Saeran. You loved those two and that love helped culminate in his existence. What I love about the flower is that, just like Hyacinth, they also speak to any apology that you want to own to. (You know, Saeran and Ray apologizing for tricking and hurting you as it comes to the close of the route.)

Weigela, on the other hand, is about faithfulness. They are the flowers that will stand by your side and grow without mercy. They’re good for privacy, and I think they’re also attractive to hummingbirds, but don’t quote me on that one since the last time I saw these flowers, they were at a relative’s house and I think it was a flower like this that they loved, it feels familiar, but I can’t trust my memory all the time. But, Saeran is faithful, he’ll never waver in his love for you, and that is the most beautiful thing about him.

Any of these flowers suit him. These are my guesses and I’m going to stick with them as being the top three.

So, I need to point out the fact that Saeran isn’t wearing something tight around his neck. They didn’t draw him in a bowtie like the rest of the male characters, even Jaehee has a high collar on her dress! But, he doesn’t.

This ties back into the presentation I’ve given before about how the way Ray, Suit Saeran, and GE Saeran’s clothes are reflective of their stance on freedom. Ray wears a tight cravat around his throat because he’s been held back by the outfit Rika gave him. He is a mouthpiece for Mint Eye. He is here to spread the lovely gospel of Mint Eye, and it doesn’t matter what he believes, he has a tight leash around his throat that forbids him from saying a word against the cult.

Suit Saeran has a much more literal interpretation. There is a chain around his neck as if he’s a dog that has no choice but to obey its master. But, we know in this situation, he is the one holding himself back. He is here because he has to make sure you and Ray never fight Mint Eye. If you fight it, you’ll die. This is the only place they can survive, and it might be a living hell, but the thought of what might kill them outside of Magenta is even more frightening.

The devil you know is better than the devil you don’t.

Whereas, GE Saeran is the freest he’s ever been in his life. There is nothing around his throat holding him back from saying what’s on his mind. He doesn’t have anything to fear because he’s stronger than the things he’s afraid of, and now he gets to be with you, without looking over his shoulder in fear of what he used to cower in fear of in the shadows.

He understands that people are broken and misunderstood, they hide behind anger and malice for their own reasons. It isn’t the way he wants to live anymore.

He won’t wear a collar, chain, or mark on his throat anymore.

His words belong to him.

They don’t belong to Rika, V, Saeyoung, Saejoong, or his mother. He isn’t a baby who needs to be protected while you fail to realize you need to see you were a baby just as much as he was, he isn’t a “son” turned weapon you can use as you please until nothing’s left, he isn’t the helpless child you failed to protect because you valued the wrong ideology of love, nor is a bastard for breathing life on this Earth because you wanted a quick fuck and decided he was a wretch for getting in the way of your “perfect social image”.

No, he is Saeran Choi, and the only person who gets to define his existence is HIM. Nobody is allowed to puppet him or put words in his mouth. He gets to be the free man he always deserved to be from the start. He decide what it means to be Saeran Choi. Nobody else gets to decide who Saeran Choi is anymore in this life other than him. His bodily autonomy belong to him.

Love him or hate him as you please, but Saeran Choi is his own man.

Nobody can project their idea of him onto him when he knows who is he and who he isn’t. That’s something a lot of people just don’t consider when they talk about him, whether it be GE Saeran or SE Saeran. Saeran has always had his identity cut out for him by others. He’s never had a chance to know who he is or what he wants to be. People decide that for him.

People tell him who and what he is before he has a chance to open his mouth and say—

“Wait, I think I want to be...”

“No, Saeran, you’re [insert whatever someone puts on his shoulders.].”

Every single person in his life is guilty of that, even Saeyoung does it to him, and God, Saeyoung isn’t trying to hurt Saeran when he does that. I don’t say that because I want to scold him, no, in fact, I say it because it’s a part of the trauma that most people don’t consider when it comes to Saeyoung.

It’s the fact that he feels like he has to be Saeran’s guardian until the end of time and life itself. If you want more details on what I mean by that, go ahead and be prompt in [checking out this post on Saeyoung’s parentification.]

When I look at GE Saeran, I see a free man. I hold him dearly to my heart and I cry when I think about him. He went through so much over the years I’ve known him and had him in my heart. He is the reason I’m here today. He found me just as I felt like I was on the brink of death, quite literally, because only a few months before Mystic Messenger released, I got really sick and I’ll be that way for rest of my life. I don’t need sympathy or pity for that, but it’s a part of my life’s story.

The RFA and its kindness helped me when I had nothing.

Thanks to Saeran and my RFA family, I’ve made it here... and I’m not scared of living this life, even if it’s hard sometimes. They’ll always be with me in my heart, no matter how long time passes. I know I’ll have them in my heart until the day I die.

That could happen any day to any of us, really. That’s why I’m grateful to be here and I’m happy I’ve gotten the chance to know all of you. Not just the RFA, but all of you. From the people who have spoken to me once to those that try to talk to me every day, please know this, you’re in my heart and you always will be. From the minute I wake up to the minute I go to bed, I think of the people that’ve been here for me and those that I’ve been able to be there for. I think about how these spaces in fandom make such a difference for so many people.

Sure, maybe to some, it’s silly to cry and talk like this, but it’s not to me. I’m the kind of person who is grateful and so happy to have spaces like this. Places like this saved my life and I know they’ve done the same for all of you. So, if you’ve read this far and you’ve managed to get past all my nonsense, thank you for the time you’ve spent reading this.

It’s been seven years, Mystic Messenger, and I pray for many more to come with all of you.

Thank you, RFA.

Thank you, Saeran Choi.

My love, the one who knows me as sweet and stupid, may our love continue blossom for all four seasons of your life and mine.

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scintilans · 1 year

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happy birthday jaehee! ☕️

#mystic messenger #mysmes #mysme #jaehee kang

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brighteststar707 · 7 months

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Receiving Gifts

✦ Written for Jumin Week 2023

✦ Jumin x Reader (but mostly a Jumin introspective)

✦ Words: 663

What gifts do you get for one of the richest people in the country?

It's a common sentiment that gets voiced around Jumin's birthday every year and has been one that he has heard since he was a child. He has everything, has enough money to buy up anything he may wish for. What is there left to gift him?

Despite what many people may think (and sometimes say out loud), Jumin has a great appreciation for the thought and effort that goes into the gifts he receives. In fact, he can remember every gift he has every received since he was a child. Every toy, every drawing he traded with Jihyun when they were children, even tokens business partners have brought him over the years.

There are a few, though, that he remembers quite fondly.

There is, of course, Elizabeth the Third. There are no words for how happy she makes him in his daily life, and not a day goes by where he isn't grateful to V for introducing them. It is no exaggeration for him to say that her companionship has changed his life for the better.

It shouldn't come as a surprise that V is, in fact, very good at getting Jumin gifts. There was that year when he managed to source a book on the mystical arts on one of his travels, a rare copy Jumin had only heard of and, (despite Jaehee's best efforts) never managed to find himself. They had spent that evening going through it together, Jihyun joking about all the spells that would be coming from the penthouse after that.

There were the collection of childhood pictures that Jihyun had found in an old box in his house that he put into an album for Jumin. It still sits on his bookshelf, and when he’s feeling sentimental, he likes to take it out and go through it. He also likes to keep it around as evidence for the memories that V sometimes forgets. They always seem to be in his favour.

He had come to not expect much as far as his family and gifting goes. His mother has long since stopped sending him gifts on holidays, but his father had a way of gifting him things that carried more symbolic weight than sentimental value that Jumin had come to appreciate. Many of those gifts sit in his office at C&R, memories of all he has achieved and reminders of all that is expected of him. Latest in that collection is the crystal pen, the one meant to be used when signing contracts.

As for the members of the RFA, they often seemed at a loss for what to get him. Funnily enough, for all of Seven's incomprehensible messaging and his concerning fixation on his cat, he has often managed to surprise Jumin with gifts that he enjoyed. The little clock with cat ears that sits on the desk at Jumin’s home office is just the first in a series of little creations that Seven has made him. Interestingly, most are cat themed, which is only an added benefit.

But you, by far, had become his favourite person to receive gifts from. Your presence in his life has surely been the greatest gift life could have given him. Each object had a personal touch that he valued far beyond anything he could receive otherwise.

Often times, his favourites end up being the things that remind him of you throughout his daily life, like the cufflinks that have your initials engraved on the edge, or the tie you had recently bought while out shopping because it reminded you of him. Even the smaller gifts were enough to make his day, like the time you brought him flowers to the office just to see him smile.

Sure, he could have anything, but what Jumin really wants from his loved ones is a reminder that they care for him, be it through big gifts or small ones.

#life is crazy lately but I want to try and keep up with as many of these as possible #jujuw23d2 #jumin week 2023 #mystic messenger #mystic messenger jumin #mystic messenger jumin han #mysme jumin han #mysme jumin

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favficbirthdays · 4 months

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Happy Birthday

Jaehee Kang (28th December)

Mystic Messenger

#mystic messenger #mystic messenger jaehee #mm jaehee #jaehee kang #kang jaehee #fictional birthday #december #december 28th

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Birthday Cake and First Impressions

Jumin Han x MC. This is based loosely on his route. Fluff, humor, a sassy female MC based on the one I created for the game. First kisses, mention of food (cake, specifically). A repost from an old blog. Happy Birthday, Jumin! I miss you. Divider by @/cafekitsune

Jumin had never known a love quite like hers before.

He realized that perhaps he'd never loved before he met her. Certainly, he hadn't realized his capacity for such emotion until she stood there in the doorway to his penthouse, smiling and beautiful and maybe just a little bit uncertain about her purpose.

"Jaehee thought you might need someone to keep you company," she said with a shrug, pushing her bangs away from her eyes. "Well...here I am!" The little giggle that punctuated her greeting made Jumin feel as if he might float away; he gripped the door handle and exhaled sharply before reaching out to take her suitcase. In reality, it was just another tactic to ground himself as he caught the scent of her shampoo.

"Here you are," he echoed, remembering himself. She relinquished her suitcase to him, and he brought her inside with a dismissive nod to his guards.

They spent the morning and afternoon talking about all manner of things. About their backgrounds. About wine and song and hobbies and family and the RFA party. About what made her laugh and what made Jumin smile. He’d never felt so in tune with someone, so at ease with idle conversation and the company of a woman.

As the day grew into night and they settled upon his long, white couch in front of a modern gas fireplace that looked remarkably like the real thing, Jumin suddenly grew quiet. The chime of his companion’s phone brought him out of a melancholy calm, and he turned to her with a raised brow and a quirk of his lip. She had her stocking feet in his lap– mismatched socks, jeans that hit just above her ankle, and toes that wiggled at the funny look on his face.

“What’s on your mind?” she asked, typing out a quick text message, then sliding her phone back into the rear pocket of her jeans. He’d discovered that she had an uncanny way of getting straight to the root of whatever was bothering him. Not only in his home, but in the chatroom even, she asked pointed questions. She knew exactly what to say and how to phrase it without being overbearing, instead encouraging him to speak his truth and let her– and the others– inside his heart that had been guarded for so, so long.

“How can you tell there’s something on my mind?” he asked in return, idly patting her foot. It amazed him, the level of comfort they had achieved in a few short hours. How she innocently brought down all his walls and made him feel as if he could do and say just about anything.

“I see it in your eyes,” she said, dramatic and silly, in a much deeper voice than was natural to her. When Jumin frowned, she leaned back against the couch and blew her bangs upward, out of her face. “For real though. What’s going on in that head? You’ve been quiet for a few minutes now. Be honest, Jumin.” She leaned onto his shoulder and wrapped both hands around his bicep. “Do my feet smell?”

He gasped, and she burst into giddy laughter. Jumin wasn’t sure how to react at first; he watched her, fascinated with her loss of control and her melodic voice that carried throughout his living room. As he watched her toss her head back and open her pretty mouth, he was overcome with the very same glee that seemed to flow so freely from her body.

His laughter began as an awkward sort of grunt; it startled both of them, and he caught her eyes, twinkling with unbridled amusement. “For your information,” he began, lifting her foot to his nose and inhaling deeply, “your feet do not smell.”

She was so taken aback by how out of character his gesture was that she fell into stunned silence, watching while he lowered her foot back into his lap. “As to what’s on my mind, I’ll tell you. But only if you promise not to make a ruckus about it.”

She sat up straight and shimmied her shoulders, lifting her chin to appear proper and poised. When she spoke, she mimicked his speech, even lowering her voice an octave. Jumin wondered when the wine had gone to her head. “I promise not to make a ruckus about it, Mr Han. Sir.”

“Today is my birthday.”

She nearly leapt into his lap when he confessed, but he raised an index finger to his lips to remind her. “You promised,” he said. It was almost a plea. She settled back into her spot, crossing her legs beneath her; she grabbed her wine from the glass top table in front of them and studied the burgundy liquid as she swirled it around.

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?” she asked. Her voice was quiet now; even the air between them felt quiet and calm. She heard only the hum of the aquarium behind them and the steady cadence of Jumin’s breath from where he sat so closely beside her.

“Because I don’t usually like to make a fuss about the day,” he said. “When I was younger, Jihyun and I would always do something special together.”

She blinked and tilted her head. “Jihyun?”

Jumin nodded and sipped his own wine. “My apologies. You know him as V.”

“Oh! Yes, I do.” She propped her cheek on her fist, elbow resting on the back of the couch. “What did you do with V– I mean, Jihyun– on your birthday?”

He sighed, wistful and melancholic. “I remember one year, my parents held a party for me. It was more for the adults than for me, of course. A chance for my father to make new connections in the neighborhood and talk business with potential partners. I think Jihyun might have been the only other child at the party besides me.” He paused for a moment and shifted his gaze toward the fireplace, then lowered his voice as if he were talking to himself. “At least he was the only child that mattered to me.”

His companion listened attentively, allowing him the time to relive the memory of this birthday while trying her best to come up with a way to celebrate with him tonight. It would be a shame to let his birthday go by without so much as a wish upon a candle’s flame or a slice of cake. “What do you remember?”

A broad smile blossomed on his face when he recalled the events of that day. Though he didn’t look at her while he recounted the story, she knew he was there in his mind by the way he told it. “There was wine. A lot of wine. Expensive, strong wine that Jihyun and I mistook for juice. We took a few sips and collectively decided that it needed more sugar. So…” He trailed off, laughing into his fist. “So we made our way into the kitchen and added a few tablespoons to each of our cups until it tasted better. Quite frankly, I’m amazed I remember this birthday.”

“How old were you?” She smiled at him, at the fondness with which he crafted his words.

“Believe it or not, it was my twelfth birthday.”

“Twelve! Did you get drunk, then?”

“Wasted.”

To hear him use slang was charming and hilarious. She wiggled in her seat and grinned broadly at him. “You’re different in person than you are in the chatrooms,” she observed.

They grew quiet again, and she felt heat rise to her face when he regarded her. His eyes– grey and striking and fathomless– seemed to see all of her, even the parts she wanted to hide away from the world. When he looked at her like he was looking at her now, she felt simultaneously fragile and powerful. “In what way?” he asked, though she knew that he was aware of it.

“You’re more relaxed here. You seem…what’s the word I’m looking for…” When she trailed off and seemed to lose herself in thought, Jumin gathered all the strength he had to keep himself from leaning over to kiss her right then and there. The faraway look in her eyes, the blush that blossomed on her cheeks, the way she tucked her bottom lip under her front teeth– it was enough to make his heart lurch into overtime and his thoughts turn to vapor. “Uptight! That’s it!” she exclaimed. He sat up straight, not realizing that he had, in fact, been leaning closer toward her in the seconds that spanned between them. “I mean, don’t take that the wrong way. There’s nothing wrong with being closed off, especially around someone you don’t know all that well.”

Jumin loosened his tie, suddenly feeling a bit suffocated. He cleared his throat and draped an arm over the back of the couch, settling further into the cushion. “I feel like I’ve come to know you much more today. I’m sure that’s why you perceive me as relaxed. I am also in the comfort of my own home, which helps.”

She nodded absently and touched his forearm. “What’s your favorite kind of cake?”

“I beg your pardon?”

She sighed and rolled her eyes, though the twinkle in them helped him understand that she wasn’t truly exasperated with him, just being playful. “Cake, Jumin. Surely you’d like to have cake for your birthday. What’s your favorite flavor?”

He checked his watch. “It’s too late at night to eat cake. I’ll call first thing in the morning to have one made in time for lunch tomorrow.”

She wasn’t going to let him avoid the question. “Strawberry, you say? That’s my favorite flavor, too!” Off the couch and into his kitchen she bounced while he stumbled behind, unsure of whether he should join her or call Assistant Kang for advice. “I’m sure a wealthy man like you has plenty of ingredients in his kitchen just begging to be stirred up and baked into a pretty ceramic cake pan, yeah?"

Speechless. Jumin Han was speechless as he watched this girl open the cabinets of his kitchen and take stock of what he had available. Of course he had plenty of goods. Fresh eggs, stone ground flour, cane sugar, pure flavoring and spices…anything she could wish for. She squealed over his expensive utensils and dishes that looked like they hadn’t been used at all.

Just as she was about to break open a bag of flour, she noticed his eyes upon her– wide, uncertain, shimmering with trepidation– and offered him another one of her brilliant smiles. She pushed up her sleeves and beckoned him forward. “Come on. Help me!”

Jumin scoffed, but began undoing the buttons on his sleeves anyway. “I didn’t know I would have to make my own cake,” he mused, giving her a timid, lopsided grin.

“Well, the only thing I really need help with is the taste testing,” she replied. “I just want to make sure it’s sweet enough for you.”

She worked in silence while Jumin watched, fascinated. He loved making pancakes, but a birthday cake was something he’d never tried his hand at; come to think of it, it was something he’d never seen made in person. His mother wasn’t exactly the domestic type, and most of the desserts he’d consumed over the years had been made and served before they ever reached his sight. To watch it come together now was a treat in itself.

Once she had mixed well enough, she held out a spoon to him and bounced a bit on her toes. “Try it.”

“There is raw egg and flour in the batter. That’s not safe to eat,” he said.

“Tch. Amateur.” She raised the spoon to her own lips and licked it clean, closing her eyes to savor the flavor. A quiet, satisfied moan from her mouth made him hot under the collar for reasons he didn’t quite comprehend. “Delicious,” she whispered. “You sure you don’t wanna try?”

Before she could tease him further, he leaned forward and kissed her. Short, sweet, and with just enough tongue so he could taste the batter. He surprised not only his companion, but himself as well with how bold he was.

When they parted, she kept her eyes closed, lips parted slightly.

"Oh."

“Perhaps it’s a little too sweet,” Jumin said, barely above a whisper. “I might need to taste again, just to be sure.”

She nodded, and a smile curled upon her face. She opened her eyes just in time to see him lean forward and kiss her again– a bit more firm, a bit more confident. He cupped her cheek with one hand and drew her body close with the other. The spoon she held in her hand clattered to the counter as she slid her fingers along his forearm.

Jumin leaned back, tongue darting out to lick along his bottom lip. “Entirely too much sugar. Though I suppose it has to do more with the vessel than the recipe.”

“Should we put it in the oven and see what happens?” Though she hadn’t intended it to come out as an innuendo, she blushed in spite of herself. Jumin, however, seemed to have missed the connotation. For that, she was grateful.

“That’s the next logical step, correct?”

Into the prepared pan– then into the oven– the cake served as a welcome diversion for what might have blossomed into a situation that neither of them were quite ready for.

“Assistant Kang was right,” Jumin mused as they wandered out to the living room once again, resuming their position on the couch.

“In what way?” the girl asked, tossing her hair over her shoulder.

“You’re a good distraction. Not only from the fact that Elizabeth has gone missing, but from the unpleasant thought of yet another birthday.” He sighed, weary and sentimental, and reached for her hand. When he hesitated, she studied him for a moment, then took hold of his wrist and laced their fingers together. Jumin opened his mouth as if to speak, but found the words difficult to form.

“Jumin,” she said tenderly, giving his hand a squeeze. “Hey. Look at me.”

He obliged and met her eyes, feeling something foreign and warm in the center of his chest. When he tried to take a deep breath, he felt as if he were drowning. His heart skipped a beat, and when he tried to look away from her, she touched his cheek and smiled intimately.

“Happy Birthday,” she said. “I know…you don’t have your cat. And I know that everyone forgot about today. Maybe you wanted them to. I don’t know. But, um…I’m glad I’m here with you. Thank you for being so kind, and for trusting me. I know it can’t be easy for you.”

Jumin’s response was to simply nod, as if he’d received her words and processed them. Though he appeared outwardly calm and rational, inside a storm was raging. He would tell her later over the phone– after she had retired to her room and Jumin to his own– that she made it hard for him to exercise control.

She frosted the cake and decorated it with fresh berries. They found a large, tapered candle and pushed it down into the middle of her cake; she giggled and told him to make an extra big wish.

“But what if my wish has already come true?” he asked.

“Don’t overthink it!” she said, watching wax begin to drip down the candle and onto the cake. “Wish for something else then.”

“I have everything I desire.”

She rolled her eyes. “Jumin, there has to be something you want that isn’t already within your reach.”

That gave him pause. He stood still, seeming to consider something that just occurred to him. He blew out the candle, then found himself pulled into another kiss. She pressed her palms against either side of his face and giggled just before their lips met again.

“How did you know?” he said.

With a wink and a shrug, she sliced two pieces of cake for them. “I had a hunch.”

Jumin would recall it as his most memorable birthday celebration to date.

She would recall it as the night she fell in love.

#jumin han #jumin x mc #mystic messenger

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