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yawnjunn · 2 years

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dad! TXT with pregnant s/o (+ how they talk to your baby bump)

☆ im having baby fevers lmao anyways enjoyyy

╰┈➤ txt x female!reader

╰┈➤ warnings: hmmm none i think just pure fluffs

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yeonjun:

•he kisses your belly every day, every night. before bed, before going to work etc.

•he has this habit of giving your belly a soft pat before talking since apparently he said he didnt want to startle the baby

•touches your belly to feel a kick while he talks :((

•"hello my baby, its your appa here, i'm going to work now okay? be good to omma....I cannot wait to hold you in my arms, the world might be toxic out here but i promise that me and your omma will protect you always"

•and ofc, theres always gonna be his night talk with your baby

•usually, he will talk to your baby AFTER he showers cause he doesnt want to 'smell bad' when talking to his unborn child 😭

•usually, he talks to your baby whenever youre asleep since you fall asleep quickly

•"baby...your omma didnt get enough sleep last night cause you kicked alot. i had to stay up with her the whole night you know, i didnt want her to stay up all night, alone.... let omma sleep peacefully now okay?"

•gives YOU and the baby (inside your stomach) a kiss before bed

soobin:

•soobin is very very careful with his words cause he might slip out some curse words 😭

•feels nervous whenever hes touching your belly to feel a kick, hes scared the kick might hurt you :(

•literally RANTS to your baby as if they are his little bestfriends HAHAHA

•"today appa had some work, i did some dancing and singing on stage, we played games too at an interview it was so fun!! all of the members are very hyper today especially beomgyu... baby, if youre already born, i will introduce you to all of appa's friends okay? youre gonna meet yeonjun hyung, beomgyu, taehyun and hueningie!! OH! huening! he has so many plushies and he even said he will give you one as a gift, do you want one, baby?"

•then proceeds to touch your belly to feel a kick as a response

•if he feels a kick, "is that a yes?? aww baby youre not even born yet and you already know how to communicate, im so proud of you"

•"i hope you get my height cause your omma is...well, shes short she couldnt even reach a jar on the shelf"

•he always says that^^, in which you return with a glare

•"i definitely hope you dont get your omma's anger issue" he teased

beomgyu:

•literally the opposite of soobin

•would ACCIDENTALLY cuss around you while he plays game

•you'd always reply with a " beomgyu-ah!! dont cuss please, the baby will hear you"

•and he'd be like "OHH OH im so sorry"

•then kneels down to the height of your belly, and then be like "baby..dont ever ever say that word, its a very bad word okay? youre not allowed to say it unless youre 20 and above"

•"i hope you get my good looks, im not saying that your omma is ugly, shes beautiful....but like..im called a visual for a reason"

•once he said that^^ he'd receive a pinch on one of his ear from you

•"ow ow ok im sorry" he whined then he'd complain it to your baby 😭

•"baby, look at omma, shes so mean"

•literally asks you 24/7 when the baby is due

•"y/n, is the baby coming out tomorrow?" "when is your due again?" "what if the baby comes out tonight?"

•would try your weird cravings just for fun

•"why do you eat mangoes with peanut butter its disgusting" but then again hes curious about the taste so he tries one

taehyun:

•buys whatever youre craving for (aka what the baby is craving for)

•he'd ask the baby, "baby...omma ate some apple dipped in cheese sauce just now, which i think is weird...but omma said its not her cravings but yours. why are your cravings always the weird ones, baby?"

•calls his mom 24/7 to ask what he should cook to keep you healthy

•then he goes to his baby, "hello baby, i made you and your omma some rice and soup, even though shes not craving for it but hey, its your halmoni's(grandmother's) recipe, i hope you like it!!, its for your own good anyways"

•sings lullaby every night for your baby :((

•"goodnight baby, hope you sleep well. make sure not to kick your omma's belly too hard, she needs rest aswell"

•then proceeds to kiss your belly :(

hueningkai:

•GIVES BELLY RUBS EVERYDAY AND EVERYNIGHT

•talks to the baby with the softest tone ever

•reads bedtime story for his unborn child :((

•"hi baby!! i hope youre doing well in there, ive been taking care of omma and you and i even bought a new plushie for you!!"

•i feel like he'd learn how to crochet just to make a hat 😭

•"hi little baby, appa made a frog hat, i crocheted myself, when youre born, i'll put this on you and take lots of pics of you"

•gets excited when he feels a kick in your belly

•"does that mean they can hear me talking?? omg hi baby!!"

•lists ALL the things he'd want to do with his baby

•"if the baby is born, i want to bring them to a theme park, ride a ferris wheel and maybe give them cotton candy"

•he never forgets his sisters when talking to the baby, "psst baby, when youre already born, youre gonna meet your aunts, lea and hiyyih, theyre super super fun to be with!! but please, dont be with them 24/7 cause you might abandon me and live with one of them instead"

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jdlopes777-blog · 5 months

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DAY - 1 - MAJOR RESET - World War 7 within myself. DEC 2nd 2023 ,

RESTART - from World War 6 in JANUARY 2023

I’m 38 , and I about to hit 39 , this is a everlong struggle to be a better SPIRIT , SOUL , inner man , the outer man has had dominion over my temple. I belong to Jesus Christ almighty.

Fighting the good fight of FAITH and WELL BEING. ITs been tough just to be here now typing this. Im either typing my life on TUMBLER , or writing it down on my journal.

My life has been bitter sweet , I made decisions that led to where I stand today. I do believe wether terrible painful 😞 decisions The Lord doesn’t mean no harm. FREE WILL can make you or break you. Even to your grave.

I have intoxicated my existence to the point of death. I tried to take myself out when I was 27 years old and my last breath never came at 5:30am. The enemy is real but why can I not let that hit home and register and a new MIND SET be born at 27.

I had a chance at 17 , 20 , 21 , 24 , 26 , 27 , 29 , 31 , 33 , 35 , after those catastrophic events war at within myself all due to external and internal factors deriving from bad circles of influence and decisions that infected my soul by un equally home myself to another human being and the 🌎 world.

I am like a land , I’m like a wholly land the entire world wants to take over and run over and destroy it because I am the RIGHTEOUSNESS OF GOD in Christ Jesus for what he has done for humanity. Took the punishment for all of us all. I have been made righteous for what HE DID , not anything of me. For my penalty of sin is death and Christ tells step aside son , this is not your battle but MINE.

Receive it , it is my GIFT 🎁 to you , GRACE…..

I was born in DEC 12th , 1984 , according to my mother and gramma a 4am baby before the sun came out. Gramma takes and took amd stole the center stage , per the family in Managua Nicaragua I was the baby of the BARRIO , along with my baby girl side quick NINOSKA , a girl baby born around the same time.

At 17 she was the one for me , so I THOUGHT , ….she was beautiful to me. I thought this at a point in my time I was in my prime , healthy , virgin, away from the toxic world that was ever so fast unraveling at light speed with technologies that I had yet to be introduced to so at that very moment all I had was 📝 📄 PAPER and PENCIL .

She was my sweetheart PEN PAL , from NICARAGUA the barrio I was born in MANAGUA , and me in WHITTIER , CA - Fred C NELLES. Youth Correctional Facility. A little more back , this all started from when I was 10 years old , my father lifelessly beat me for at least once every 2 weeks , a savage beating with a shiny leather belt with a piece of metal from a business suit any opportunity he had , sometimes 3 times every 2 weeks since I was 5 years old.

WHY DAD ???

Father of mine , sent my mom to learn English , and go to adult school , my mom was about 22 years old , and she only spoke u less she was spoken to. THE SANDINISTA way , the very thing that gave me ASSYLUM , to enter the USA , as a political ASSYLEY , the very thing we left that country for was the very thing that my father brough with him to 🇺🇸 AMERICA in 1987 , Los Angeles then Santa Ana OC , in CALIFORNIA.

The derailment of my childhood which then DOMINO EFECTS into my teenage hood troubles and eventually ADULTHOOD. My father prior to this was a HERO 🦸‍♂️ in my life like any child should grow up into am adult and say. ………….

Before I go ( I DONT BLAME my father anymore, I have grown up to accept my up bringing. and realize that it was tragic but like a song I heared my SWEDISH MADIA , The Lord has helped me and is still helping me get through it all as he goes before me everytime anywhere good or bad.

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The song above has a BAR that says , SHOW em how you backflipped from TRAGIC

Show em how the struggle made MAGIC.

THE NUCLEUS of the journey to a KINGDOM of TRAGEDY, TRAGIC KINGDOM ,

It was 1989 , had to have been a week day I was already getting ready to start KINDERGARTEN at FAIRHAVEN ELEMENTARY in Santa Ana , CA , My father was a powerful self employed man , a prosperous salesman. He lives a FRUGAL lifestyle. My father one afternoon , in a studio apartment we lived in , had just recently paid for my moms younger sister to come to USA to live with us.

She was probably 18 years old fresh low hanging fruit from the tree 🌳 virgin probably. While my beautiful poor mother was at school learning to speak English , something my father and her should have been doing together. The very thing that could have made my family into BILLIONAIRES. My mother was a woman of HONOR , gracious , humble , natural beauty , with a cute squint , a queen 👸, my father threw away a BILLION dollar club ticket to BRENTWOOD , CA over a an AFFAIR with my moms younger sister , my father tells me and the twin younger brothers of mine. Kids get ready in 15 minutes. We are going to the park.

Those 15 minutes were longer or so I recall , so I went inside the room the only room in the apartment that had only one restroom a tiny studio. There he was having sexing with her in the bed my mother and father shared. The ONLY bed in the place. I saw it and I remember it like it was yesterday. The door was unlocked , and I saw them both naked , fucking , FORNICATING , or ADULTERY , destroying a married Front row seat ticket. VIP pass I helped myself to ,

You can’t tell a CHILD wait for 15 minutes!!!! A child won’t give you not even a a minute. But yet I remember waiting for at least 7. I was obedient in life up to that point. I was alway trying to please my dad and be the best kid for him , I would look for him up that point. Like any 5 year old child does today. I was forced to grow up quick at the speed of life up to that point.

I’m

There seeing it for at least 4 seconds , my world got hit with a NUCLEAR WEAPON of full destruction, I COULD NOT UNSEE the scene. Now my father becomes the enemy , a terrorist in a child life . My father died that moment in my life. He died and I died too , the moment he walked out and beat me to death a savage beating. The first time I had ever seen the BELT that would torment me the next 7 years of my life a TRIBULATION of 7 years , I am in awe 🫢 to think 🤔 about it and I type and reflect this very moment here now in the present.

for the next 7 years I lived in a prison , a child like prison , locked up and the key was thrown away In fear that I might say something to my mother when she came back. It was a very EXPENSIVE price , blood 🩸, sweat 😓 and tears 😭. To keep me intimidated , full of fear , afraid , I couldn’t be a child have fun be loud , run around , make friends , go out and play. While I noticed other kids play in my neighborhood I couldn’t. I guess that’s what led to my first attempted SUICIDAL idea in my life. When I was 6 years old after many beatings , I jumped off a second floor BALCONY. from that same apartment ,

Wether I was actually trying to kill myself or not subconsciously or consciously , I would hang out in that balcony which was the only thing I was allowed to do. It was like 5 by 12 , place crowded with junk. I played alone there UNSUPERVISED , I thought I could fly , how could I have not thought of tue danger in falling , well I did , next thing you know I get up , walking all the way around and climbed the stairs bleeding 🩸 from my CHIN I think I could have snapped my head back , but truly THE LORD avoided the loss of life. I know this now looking back.

I was a WONDERER , I would wonder off , to get away from my father , I was afraid of him a real fear. So I would purposely wonder off and get lost in public , and then I would get scared of him finding me so then I would return I was not brave enough to follow though running away.

Anyway …. Back to the situation at hand I just almost killed myslef , and I walk back up bleeding tore up from my chin because I landed flat on my stomach on concrete below from 20 ft , I had to climb the balcony and stand in top on the balcony wall , in order to get maximum flight time of 20ft or so or more. 24 ft max , ( I’d have to go the crime scene and measure to be exact ) …….

I open the door amd as soon as my mom saw me I CRIED , and she calls the ambulance and 911 and all that chaos. I went to the hospital , NUMB , I’m not sure what my mother told the paramedics , but the hospital wanted to know what happened. I remember the doctor asked me if I was trying to be like Superman or Batman. I wish I was either so I could have kicked my fathers ass raw like he did to me. I got 12 stitches under my poor child chin and with NO ANESTHESIA probably because they were I afraid I had a like a concussion and the hospital rather let me feel it then put me to sleep and risk not waking up.

I cried like I was dying I felt every stitch going in and out. They had to tie me down on a board as they tried to stitch me up and my mother had to help along with nurses. Then I got passed that , it came to pass , then I was hospitalized for like 2 or 3 maybe 5 days until results came in that I was clear from severe trauma to my head. I still had one more person to deal with , my father , I could see him in the door of the hospital room door with his arms crossed , I wanted to cry 😢 not because I was happy to see him , but because I knew he wanted to whoop my ass for that stunt.

And so this is how It all began , I wish I had good news , but this is not a happy story , it’s just a moment in my present time to remind myself where I have come from and what I have survived , and that life is not over and it won’t end here NOW , the Lord has proven to me that after trying to take my own like 3 or 4 times maybe 5. HE never allowed it and hasn’t yet to happen , he hasn’t called me back ,

HEAVEN HASNT CALLED ME HOME 🏡, the Lord is not done with me here on earth. I’m back flipping from tragic things. And making struggles into prosperous things with a PURPOSE for HIM. His word says that the work HE started in me HE will complete , the moment I’m called by HIM.

Imagine living like that for at least 7 years until came times that I was being a menace to myself and others , I was confused , I was sent to NICARAGUA , at 7 to 8 and was dropped off I another monster being replaced for another , it’s like JOSEPH sold to slavery by his siblings , I can relate being una foreign land and not knowing anyone , and this is where I meet my baby queen at 7 years old , first time swing her after my father had fled the FEDERAL investigators , for his fraud schemes , we fled the country in 1992 to 1993 , drove Two cars and packed them with as much stuff as we could , and drove away to NICARAGUA 🇳🇮 in car through MEXICO , with my mother , my mothers younger sister , whom is now PREGNANT with child , my father seed , something my mother DID NOT know about , I wonder what my aunt told my mom to make her not suspect the AFFAIR , stay tuned for that story , in another chapter.

There were some other things that happened to me as a child in this country under the care of my gramma now but even a loving 🥰 sweet woman could not spare me from more trauma , I nearly died of a skin cancer like desease , I got like a skin cancer , and by the GRACE of God I did not die. For some reason I attracted creeps , But aside from all that , it was Summer of 1992 , and I spent Christmas of 1992 in Managua under another fear of someone hurting me. I got home sick and I missed my mom. For the love of God why can’t I be with my mom under her arms hugged and feel safe. without a creep after me in MANAGUA , and another tyrant like my father watching every little thing I was doing.

The only good memories I had was with ERNESTO a boy friend of a girl called ROSA a daughter of NINOSKAS mom , the Doctor NINOSKA of the Barrio. I was a child who needed LOVE and I thought I was in love with this girl. That was short lived. My parents left back to USA to face the hard truth and reality of their actions with the government. And they took with them the pregnant woman my moms younger sister , who is close to giving birth to CHRISTOPHER LOPEZ , my little half brother , half cousin. He was born in FEB 2nd 1994 , my fathers SECRET CHILD.

I came back to USA 🇺🇸 Never knowing when I would see NINOSKA again. I came back in time to jump on the second grade with Ms HETZEL , at FAIRHAVEN Elementary , Now my aunt was public enemy in my world # 2 because now she was mistreating me afraid of the same thing because she knows I know I saw her stupid naked ass , losing her VIRGINITY to my father , God only knows how many times they fucked , aside from that one time I witnessed.

Back to blood 🩸 sweat 😓 and tears 😭, clashing heads with my father and my moms younger sister and my mom never aware of any of it , bottled up inside for YEARS !!!! at least 7 in the presence of those 2 evil 👿 people. I was DAMAGED GOODS , at times the savage beating would welt my skin and trigger the shape of the belt with blood marks , had to hide those. Most were on my back and arms and even hand whenever I would beg my father crying 😭 to stop it hurts. Grabbed me my one arm and whooped me with that belt from another.

By now at 7 years old I have so many issues. Sexual and physical and mental and emotional.

The rest is for another time …….. lots more to talk about that…from 1992 to 1999 …..

Then from OCT 20 th 1999 to FEB 14th 2005 at the age of 20…. and on …………

BACK TO TODAY …….. 12-2-2023 …………..

story to be continued ……………

DAY 1 is today , and I pray to the Lord I am given the strength to ABSTAIN , from yesterday mindset …..

#my life story #from rags to riches in christ jesus #as far back as I can remember I always wanted to be a good kid #tragic childhood memories #I want to be made whole #I want to be free from my self #I want to be healthy and prosperous in all areas and aspects of life #a book 📚 in the making #from Nicaragua to USA #political assailee #life reflections #music #from nothing to something for CHRIST #DONT GIVE UP #keep fighting the good fight of faith #great things coming #Youtube

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farfromtommy · 4 years

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better than this (dad!chris evans)

summary: a little insight into life as a parent with chris throughout the years

warnings: talk of preterm labor but nothing graphic or major

word count: 2,250

A/N: okay so like this idea came to me at 2 am and wrote it till about 5 in the morning and im crying at the softness. totally unedited and posted bc im so obsessed with it. i havent written in this kind of format before but i loved loved loved it. i was also thinking while writing this to do this but for steve rogers and i swear i lost my mind. if you guys are interested in something like that id love to write this but for steve <3

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After meeting through some mutual friends you fell in love with each other. Chris swore he would have married you after your first date. A ring came about a year and a half later, Chris not wanting to call you anything but his wife for any longer. One dream wedding and a month-long honeymoon around the world, you were Mrs. Y/N Evans.

The conversation about kids came fairly early in the relationship. Him coming from a big family, he wanted the same for himself. He wanted a big house in the Massachusetts suburbs, the white picket fence, a couple of dogs, and the kids. He wanted to come home from work being attacked by a couple of kids and seeing you walking towards him barefoot and pregnant.

You were an only child to divorced parents, growing up mostly on your own. You never saw yourself as a mom, but always loved the idea of running after a couple of kids. Never wanting to bring a child into the kind of world you grew up in. The sad and lonely kind of world you endured most of your life. After meeting his family after a couple of months of dating and seeing the way he interacted with his nieces and nephews, you couldn’t help but hope to see yourself raising some kids with him.

He loved the idea of raising a family with you.

Grayson Christopher Evans

You brought your first child into the world not too long after your wedding.

You were in labor for about 16 hours before you were met with the screams of a baby boy.

Your baby boy.

He cried and cried until his skin met yours, calming him down almost instantly. Looking over at Chris who was at an absolute loss for words at the little person calming himself with the sound of your heartbeat. He looked at you for a while before looking back at his baby boy.

Chris couldn’t quite process the feelings he felt that night his son was born. He knew how much he loved you. You knew how much you loved him. But having this little person as a tangible expression of your love and commitment for each other was just beyond him. It was beyond anyone.

Grayson was just like his dad. Almost an exact copy of him if you were being honest. The same big blue eyes. The same soft brown hair. The same everything. Lisa often said how much Grayson was just like Chris was when he was a kid. There was little of you visible in him. Maybe he had the curve of your nose and the shape of your lips. But he was all Chris.

His little personality bubbling since day one. You couldn't have asked for a more perfect baby. He giggled as much as he could and played until he fell asleep with a toy in his hand. You were so lucky to have been gifted this little boy as your first baby. Chris had been struggling to balance work and his responsibility to you and Grayson but never failed to make sure you knew how loved you both were, even from thousands of miles apart.

Eleanor Olivia Evans

After another long labor, you welcomed a little girl into your new family of 4. A tiny little girl who, just like your boy once did, calmed themselves down at the sound of your heart and the warmth from your body. Chris once again sat there just absolutely beside himself at the sight of the love of his life with his little girl on your chest.

Introducing Eleanor, or Ellie, to Grayson was probably one of the greatest moments of your life. Chris walked in with Grayson in his arms telling him that we needed to use our indoor voices when talking to mommy and the baby. Grayson quickly climbed to sit right next to you, not bearing even 1 day away from you. You hugged your little boy and talked to him about meeting his sister. Grayson ran his little hands running along Eleanor’s cheeks as you sat there crying at the moment they were having with each other.

Now with a 3-year-old and a 1-year-old life couldn’t have been sweeter. You had hardly been working while pregnant with Ellie, still having to keep up with a rambunctious toddler. Before kids, you were doing some writing for all sorts of movies and TV shows. After kids, you took fewer jobs that require travel and stayed mostly local.

Chris not wanting to leave you at home with a toddler and a newborn had made sure his work kept him close or allowed you and the kids to go with him. You both wanted to make sure you were there when Grayson and Ellie needed you.

If Grayson was a mama’s boy, Ellie was 1000% a daddy’s girl. She refused to let Chris out of her sight if she could help it. She refused to sleep most nights without hearing the sound of her dad’s voice and would cry and cry if he didn’t sing her to sleep. When Chris was pulled away for a week for work you were losing your mind trying to get her to sleep.

After a mild breakdown, you gave in and called Chris knowing even hearing his voice over the phone would calm the baby down. He sat there on the phone and just talked to her. She fell asleep almost immediately and slept through most of the night. You thanked Chris and ended up asking him for voice recordings of him talking and singing so you could play them in case he was pulled away again.

Charlotte Rose Evans

Charlotte, or Charlie as she's been nicknamed by her siblings, came into the world with a crew waiting so patiently for her arrival. By far the most painful and complicated birth you have had, she had quite dramatically made her entrance into the Evans family.

You had been monitored closely the last couple of months of your pregnancy as Miss Charlie tried to make an appearance early. You had some complications about halfway through and your midwife had been worried about possible preterm labor. You had started to have what you knew were contractions at 30 weeks and were immediately rushed into the hospital to try and halt the contractions and luckily succeeding.

You were placed on strict bed rest for the remainder of your pregnancy, not even allowed to stand at the stove making dinner, only getting up to use the bathroom and move from the bed to the couch.

It didn’t make your life with an overactive 4 and 2-year-old easy at all. Chris stayed home 24/7 to take care of you and his mom and sisters rotating taking the time to stay with you to help with the kids.

When Charlie did make her debut both of you were as healthy as you could be. Once again, bringing Chris to tears as another baby made their way into your family. He didn’t know he was capable of loving this much. He thought he had reached capacity after Ellie but the love he had for you and his kids just kept growing as you kept adding on.

If Grayson was all Chris, Charlie was all you. Except for her blue eye, which you figured would be a pattern with your kids. She was a copy of you and Chris ate it up. Eleanor is a perfect combination of the two of you. You could see the traits of you as well as the traits of Chris throughout her. But Charlie was completely you.

Grayson fit right into his role as big brother and protector of the Evans girls. He made sure every night he said goodnight to his sisters and told them he loved them with a kiss on their foreheads.

Ellie was excited that she no longer had to share her dolls with Grayson and would finally have a girl to play with. Charlie looked up to her big sister, seeing her as the most amazing person she has ever met.

Grayson, however, felt like he needed another sibling, specifically a boy sibling, and constantly asked you for a brother. He said to you over and over again that his friends at school had brothers and he needed one so very bad. You and Chris had agreed to stop at 3 but had given into the idea of having 1 more to try and even out the numbers. With Grayson in 2nd grade, Ellie in kindergarten, and Charlie starting Pre-K soon, having another wouldn’t be impossible.

Declan Robert Evans

The 2nd boy and the 4th and final child Chris and Y/N had brought into their world. Another perfect mix of Chris and Y/N.

His birth being the last time you would be in the hospital having a baby made it just that more emotional. You soaked in the first moments of his life just a little bit more. Chris cried just a couple more tears, seeing that angel on your chest for the first time. You admired the father of your children just a little more seeing him introduce the addition to the family to your other kids. Adoring the look on Grayson’s face when you set Declan on his lap, finally meeting the little brother he’d been wanting. Asking you if he could take him to class to show off to all his friends.

Walking around your house Declan’s first day home was more emotional than you had thought it would be. You brought every single one of your babies right through your front door. You had pictures littered around the house of moments in your life you were lucky to have immortalized forever. Knowing you had started your family here made you love everything just that much more.

Declan now 5 years old, Charlotte 8 years old, Eleanor 10 years old and Grayson at 12 years old you couldn’t imagine life any differently. You and Chris celebrated 13 years of marriage and almost 15 years together surrounded by the physical representations of the love you two shared for each other was unexplainable.

You had slowly started to get back into the work you loved doing so much after Declan started school. You were able to work on projects offered to you with Chris and had become an unstoppable duo professionally and personally.

Even having the amazing opportunities to do something you loved to do, nothing would ever beat sitting around a table listening to your kids talk about everything and anything that came to mind. Listening to them talk about what happened at school or about upcoming events they want to participate in was the highlight of your day.

Grayson had been playing with a football the moment he could pick one up. Chris nearly cried when Grayson had approached you guys about doing little league football at the rec center. Chris had been watching Patriot's games with Grayson since the day he was born. Taking him to games with Scott whenever they had the chance. The love for football ran in his blood and when he found out he could play on a team he took the chance as soon as it presented himself.

Eleanor had found a love for music and performing, just like her dad. She had picked up music and singing at a very young age, which probably came from her dad's love of performing. You encouraged her to pursue her love for music by telling her stories of when her daddy was young and used to stand on stage before he started doing big movies. She loved looking at pictures and watching old videos of Chris performing in high school whenever she'd visit Grandma Lisa.

Charlotte had picked up your love of reading and writing as soon as she could. Her favorite day of the week is when her class gets to spend time at the library finding new things to read and learn about. So far a running theme with her is books about nature and animals. She loves sitting down with you in the afternoon and telling you about what she learned in the science portion of her day. She had learned about how plants and animals interact and how important they are for all humans. She told you that when she's big she wants to make sure no one ever hurts plants and animals since they are so important for us.

Declan hadn't quite developed a love for something like his siblings had. All he cares about right now is the kind of snacks his mom packs for him and superheroes. You and Chris had introduced him to the world of superheroes recently, knowing that being in school someone was bound to mention to him about seeing his dad on a movie they watched. He was obsessed with the fact that his dad was a superhero once upon a time. He loved watching Chris' movies and would always ask to watch them whenever Chris wasn't home.

You looked at Chris from across the table as Grayson talked to him about football tryouts and asking him if they could practice after dinner. He felt your eyes on him and looked at you with a smirk and a wink thrown at you before giving Grayson his attention again.

You sat back a little to look around at this family surrounding you, knowing there was nothing better than this.

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lgcnara · 4 years

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ㅤ` ♡ㅤ.ㅤHI, FRIENDS !ㅤ━━ i’m lalo, and i’m sooo pumped to be here ! anywho—i’m here to introduce you all to legacy ent’s gamer girl with a penchant for flirting with cute boys and turning everything into a competition, the one and only 신나라 ! below you’ll find some more information about her, and if you’d like to plot, please like this post and i’m im you ! if discord’s better for you, lmk. ♡

XO. she’s a girl who was born and raised by a single mother in seoul, south korea. they had their fair share of struggles, but they made things work as well as they could. mother worked many odd jobs to put food on the table, so she wasn’t home as often as nara would’ve liked her to be. as a child, there was a certain comfort she found in reading books, but all of that changed when her mom surprised her with a newly-bought tv and game console ( specifically from nintendo ) one day after work. from that point forward, she became entangled with the world of video games. they provided her with endless hours of entertainment, especially when she was left alone for longer periods of time.

XO. the older she became, the more she began to make friends to fill the void her mother left inside of her. nara began to crave the attention of everyone, but that’s only because, naturally, human contact felt so good—it was hard to explain. it seemed so simple, but most of her childhood was spent in solitude; being raised by cartoons, video games, and novels. so, now that she was able to mingle with her peers, she never really wanted it to stop. was she clingy? yes, but a comforting thing is that most—if not all—of her closest pals were of the opposite sex. they were quick to warm up to her interest in things that seemed “boyish” to other girls her age, and well, most of the time they liked that they had a cute girl following them around. in essence, everyone involved won in the end.

XO. in high school, nara truly discovered that she could meet a whole brand new world of friends online. using the internet, she could play games with people from all over the world and she liked the sense of community. she met someone who used to stream for a crowd while playing overwatch and, well, he introduced her to it. shortly after, she began to do the same thing. her audience was EXTREMELY small; she was by no means a massive name in the streaming world. though, the little bit of a “fanbase” she did have were really obsessed with her. she was given endless compliments, tons of attention, and she was maturing into a woman who was in the early stages of mastering the art of her feminine wiles.

XO. at eighteen, her following was growing at a slow pace, but she was dedicated to the art of making other people swoon over her. she would often have flirty conversations with the boys and girls who’d watch her; almost playing with their feelings in order for them to feed her affection. it was like she was a succubus without incredibly evil intent—and without the cannibalism. 😂 it was getting a little out of hand—what with juggling the feelings of a few different people all while doing her best to appear lovable. it was easy for her, though. she was petite, she was girly, she was frail—many people felt ( and hell, still feel ) the need to protect her. before things started to get out of control for her, she was scouted by lgc ent. outside of a shopping mall. it was her saving grace, kind of.

XO. nowadays, she’s still playing video games on the low, but all of her social media has been deactivated to please her company. she didn’t really take this “idol” thing seriously in the beginning, but a few months in, she sort of started to feel a love for music; singing. the workload was much easier than high school, and well, she didn’t plan on going to college, so she figured that if she was given this opportunity, she should at least give her best shot. that doesn’t mean she doesn’t have her distractions, though.

XO. personality-wise, nara’s a bit chaotic. she’s young and she’s still figuring herself out, but she’s still not out of the “i need to be the center of attention 24/7” phase. it’s gotten a lot less suffocating as she’s surrounded by a bunch of people all of the time, but she still plays with feelings a lot of the time. it’s not like she even means to ( sometimes, lol ) but she’s one of those people that always come across VERY interested in you and what you have to say, and like, VERY flirty and touchy-feely. it is COMPLETELY understandable why people would mistake her attention with her being interested in them, and what’s sad is, she probably is to some degree, but often plays hard to get. she just wants to have a good time, yk?

XO. she’s insanely talkative, intelligent, and witty. i wouldn’t go so far as to say she’s at an expert level like marilyn monroe was when she was alive, but she tries to emulate that sort of smart “dumb blonde” trope a lot. also, she’s really competitive. maybe it’s the gamer in her, but she just wants to WIN and finds other people that are as good as she as at things a threat. nara might not be the best person to be around in the dorms, but if you’ve made a friend in her, she’ll calm down a lot. there’s just a hidden insecurity within her that gets easier to deal with when she excels or when she wins people over.

#‏‏‎ ‎* ( 신나라 ) ╱ intro.

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pgcindy · 4 years

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𝖍𝖎, 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖔𝖓𝖊 ! it’s alé ( he / him + mst ) and, well, i completely lost all steam for my first muse here, byun rorin. before i got deep into plotting with everyone, i figured it was best to let her go and bring in a different muse—one who’s similar, but very different, as well. so, without further ado, i’d like to introduce you all to 𝖈𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖞 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖐 ! at present, she signed to kn entertainment and is a member of tinker ! within the group, she’s the visual and vocalist. below, you’ll find a brief rundown of her personality, as well as links to her various pages. i still have yet to properly work on a plots page, but please expect one soon ! as always, if you’d like to plot with us, give this a ❤︎ and i’ll im you. discord upon request ! ✨

𝖇𝖆𝖈𝖐𝖌𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉, born and raised in valley glen, ca to a pair of struggling restaurateurs. she was the first daughter out of nothing but sons, so she was naturally treated like a princess. mom and dad followed her around with a camcorder 24 / 7. in school, teachers were often impressed with her “maturity” for her age, and her peers revered her as popular, but really, she was only acting a part. their eyes were like cameras to her, even at a young age. by the time she reached middle school, she learned that she could give boys attention in order for them to bend to her will. she almost never did her homework because of it, but received a lot of high grades due to the “nerdier” guys that fell into her trap. all this while, her dad was gambling away in hopes to make his family millionaires. instead, he lost a lot of their cash, then skipped out on them out of shame. mother closed the restaurant, then made all of the family move to seoul, south korea for extra support from their grandparents. culture shock completely rocked her, but shortly after, she was scouted based on visuals by kn ent. this, obviously, turned her life into what it is today. she trained for 6 months, débuted, and has been a punching bag to the public for quite a long time. she just hopes the pay out in the end is worth it. all she wants to do is support her family after he dad left.

𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖞, as mentioned on her profile, i took inspiration for cindy from the roles of cassie howard and maddy perez from euphoria, with a little sprinkle of paris hilton’s real life as described in the documentary “this is paris.” in essence, there’s nothing that she loves more than being a girly girl. she’s feminine to the highest degree. her life is dipped in rose milk, then doused in sugar, spice, and everything nice. there’s a coquettishness about her that many people ( men, mostly ) find alluring. she takes great pride in that, honestly. there’s nothing she loves more than putting on a beautiful ( slightly revealing ) outfit and doing her makeup masterfully. why? well, she finds fun and relaxation in cosmetics and fashion, but she goes the extra mile to look beautiful at all times because of attention and compliments. she’s been raised like this, so it’s almost coded its way into her personality as a whole.

𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖚𝖊𝖉, this, though, has become her addiction and her downfall. she often prioritizes romance, but isn’t able to settle on just one guy. spoiler alert: she’s a cheater. she goes there. it’s unfortunate. other flaws? well, i feel like she often presents as “fake” to a lot of people because of her inability to separate this image she’s curated for herself and her actually heart, and soul. it sucks for her, too, to be honest. she just wants to present the best parts of herself for other people and hates the thought of being vulnerable. that’s why she exits relationships or ruins them before they get too deep. as a friend? she’s really loyal and won’t bail on you if you need someone. that’s definitely a gold star area for her. she’s a great friend... unless she’s in a relationship. then, she’ll more than likely put her friends in the backseat while she dotes on her boyfriend. yes, she’s THAT girl. i hate it about her, too. 😂 there’s a lot more i can say, but i don’t wanna go on for even longer, so if you have q’s, let me know. ♡

#‏‏‎ ‎* ( 𝟎𝟎𝟎 ) ╱ introduction.#pg.intro

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vivienna-vivid · 4 years

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The masters of Red have no personalities so I made them up.

Feend vor Sembren

Ah yes, Nasuverse!Edgeworth

Strict AF college professor who actually cares about his students. They affectionately call him “Professor Fiend”.

W O R K A H O L I C

A total romantic who loves his wife and son. If only he made a habit of actually coming home…

Did you know this man is 52??? Did you know his son Fezgram is 24???

The only one here who knows how to be a functional member of society.

Pretty heavy smoker, so he has a raspy voice.

Surprisingly, Feenie’s a connoisseur of wine. Kayneth introduced him to a lotta high-end alchohol in their college days.

Yes, he knew Kayneth. They were good friends before Kayneth bit the dust.

I dare you to make vore jokes in front of him. I dare you. You’ll die but at least it’ll be fun.

Listens to a lot of 70s-80s bands. In case you’re wondering, he’s a big fan of Queen and Fleetwood Mac.

Pretty technologically advanced for a mage. His pragmatism towards technology was inspired by a certain gun-wielding magus killer.

Was married into the Vor Sembren family. Since he was born a poor boy, he’s always trying to prove himself.

His parents were Chinese Singaporeans, so he’s fluent in Mandarin.

Feenie’s magecraft focuses on transmutation. With select materials, he can transmute one thing into another. He mainly uses his magecraft to heal wounds and create pseudo organs and flesh.

Has at one point intimidated a person by showing them a transmuted heart and lying that it’s theirs.

His wish for the Grail is… Well, he plans to give the Grail to the Association, so he doesn’t particularly care about the Grail.

It’s to run away from mage society with his family

Rottweil Berzinsky

OH BOY LOOK AT THIS DISASTER.

Australian. Because of that, he has a noice Australian accent.

S H A R P T E E F S

Man’s been in too much explosions

His Crowley-esque shades hides his lizard eyes.

“If I’m gonna do horrible things, at least I can make them FUN”

Think: Steve Irwin but borderline psychopath.

Is surprisingly good with kids! Rott’s the kinda guy who’d chastise a child for being mean and/or rude, but would teach them how to stab assholes. “Y’see a weird man offering candy from his van. Wha’dya do? Shank ‘im!”

Man’s a natural prankster. He’ll prank E V E R Y O N E and A N Y T H I N G.

Likes: Sunbathing. Hates: Cold weather and winter.

Thinks Gene Rum is a cooooooooooooold bitch with a stick up her arse.

Gene and Rott has some history. Both tend to be employed by the same people.

Rott may be a murderer, but he has standards! No killing children, no harming children, if employer does anything to children he will kill them.

Has killed more employers than actual hit targets.

In the manga, Rott can change into silver lizard form. He doesn’t like changing his form since the more he uses that ability, the more monstrous and mindless he becomes.

Rott is indeed a Chimera, a mage who is able to turn into an animal to some degree. He didn’t become a Chimera from his own volition, so that’s also a reason why he rarely uses his ability.

As a Chimera, he’s gained some lizard perks even in his human form. For starters, his saliva is toxic and has lizard eyes. He also can shed his skin to heal certain wounds. In Chimera form, he’s covered in nigh-indestructible scales.

Rott was an orphan who was adopted by a mage named Zagreus Berzinsky. The man wanted to create mythical beast of yore by forcefully fusing children with all kinds of beasts. Rott was one of those children.

Rott was able to escape with a few kids. Eventually, they made their way to the Clocktower. While he himself never went to school, he 100% made sure his “younger siblings” are enrolled in the Clocktower. It’s for their safety.

His wish for the Grail is for an antidote for Chimeratization. Oh! And to kill off Zagreus too!

Gene (Jean?) Rum

Gene, short for Genevieve. (Or Jean, short for Jeanette)

Straight-laced lipstick lesbian.

Likes books because, unlike people, they’re actually engaging. Nah she’s just a bit awkward and self-conscious.

Grew up reading Shakespeare, Arabian Nights, and Grimm’s Fairy Tales.

Since she’s broken into Ivan the Terrible’s library at least once, I can tell you that she’s a professional lock-picker. Wizard who took a level in Rogue.

Fluent in many languages due to her time abroad.

Favorite Genre: Russian Literature

HAS PUBLISHED HER OWN POETRY BOOK!! Though, it’s under a pseudonym and bringing it up will make her really embarrassed.

Thinks Rottweil is a bITCH-ASS MOTHERFUCKER.

Gene doesn’t care much about the morality of her employers. As long as she gets paid, she won’t stick her nose in her employer’s business.

You’d think she’d have Mystic Eyes what with her chilling side-eye.

Loves puns but you’d be hard-pressed to get her to laugh at one in public.

Finished her education in the Clocktower but chose to lead a life of a mercenary. Her family was… pretty miffed.

Never attends family meetups.

Org Rum is her little brother and his presence turns on her latent Cain instincts.

Do you have your rival family’s documents? Do you want to ruin them by exposing these documents but they’re encrypted? HIRE GENE RUM TODAY!

Gene’s magecraft focuses of aeromancy, the control of wind.

Her most famous technique is the ability to make thread-thin tornado chakrams. Anyone who touches these tordano-wheels will get sliced. If she focuses a bit harder, she can imbue her chakrams with lightning.

She makes those storm-threads with a small buckler-sized spinning wheel she bring along. It’s her mystic code and she’s very protective of it.

Cabik Pentel

The current patriarch of the Pentel Clan, a family of esoteric assassins/mercenary group.

Hardly ever emotes so it’s hard to tell what he’s thinking.

But he’s usually very honest and won’t sugar nor exaggerate his words.

The only reason he’s can understand other people (to a degree) is because his brother is such a good person.

Yeah, Cabik loves his brother very much. And as such, he loves his brother’s twin daughters. He’s somewhat of a cool uncle to them.

Doesn’t quite know how he feels about being patriarch since the clan is awful as all hell. He’s good at being an assassin, so he’ll continue the work in the meantime.

BOY ONLY KNOWS HOW TO KILL PEOPLE HE DOESN’T KNOW HOW TO HUMAN, BLESS HIM.

Proud father of houseplants and a cat

Q: Weren’t you and your brother called “The Gum Brothers” in college?

A: ………………………………………Ah. So you’ve chosen death.

How many daggers does this man have? A LOT

Seriously, you’d think he has a limit to how many daggers he can carry but. No. He just… fucking pops out another pair if the ones he’s using are lost.

His twin knives are called Rahu and Ketu and he loves them very much.

The Pentels specialty magecraft is body modification. Cabik uses this to make his body pliable as fuck.

This bitch can basically make his body have the consistency of a ferret’s.

Need to dodge? Fuckin’ dislocate your spine! Gutted? Move your organs upwards to not make them fall!

Deimlet Pentel

The older brother of the Pentel siblings. Supposed to be the next family patriarch but left that position for his brother.

Big teddy bear man. Big teddy bear wrestler man.

“HAHAHA!! I AM HERE!!” -Deimlet (and totally not All Might)

Divorced man of two daughters. BUT!! HE STILL LOVES HIS EX-WIFE VERY MUCH!!!

“I may want to remarry my ex-wife. Or not, haha……. Unless…;)?”

Stronk dad to stronk daughters. He taught them how to wrestle and….. he’s so proud of them ;’)

MADE OF LITERAL SUNSHINE!! IF YOU SEE THE SUN IN MIDNIGHT, YOU MIGHT BE LOOKING AT DEIM!!

Super protective of his mustache. It’s his magnum opus so do nOT MESS IT UP

Legitimately hates the Pentels, but still loves his baby bro.

Q: Weren’t you and your brother called “The Gum Brothers” in college?

A: What? I didn’t hear you there! Mind *cracks fingers* saying that again?

While he married out of love, his responsibilities as heir-apparent (and assassin) made him incredibly distant to his family.

When he was tasked to kill his then-wife’s brother’s family, he did so with much hesitation. Because of that, his brother-in-law nearly killed him and ended up dying anyway.

His wife was… not happy, to say the least. That’s why they divorced and she took the kids.

And that’s how he left the family! Killing, as it turns out, sucks ass!!

Good ending tho: he moved to Finland and started tutoring the Edelfelt kids in wrestling.

He’s… actually a masked wrestler there. He’s been on TV a bunch of times!

Joined the HGW mainly to make sure Cabik is doing fine.

Uses his family’s magecraft to super harden his body.

You can’t gut this man ‘cause he made hIS BODY INTO LITERAL STONE!!

Man is just Indian Alex Louis Armstrong. Thatse it! He cannot change this!

#verse; Fate/Apotheosis #Fate Series #Fate Apocrypha #LEMME LOVE THE MASTERS OF RED #yeah i know these are just *my* headcanons but!!! they deserve love too!!!!!#feend vor sembren #rottweil berzinsky #gene rum #jean rum #cabik pentel #deimlet pentel #nasu won't give them love them so i'll do it instead #vivien talks

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vapidsims · 5 years

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Got tagged by @erosims on Newtumbl but i’ll post it here too!

Whom should I- Mathias. its Mathias

1. How old is your sim?

good question. young adult but im not finna put an exact year-span on him

2. When is your sim’s birthday?

He dosnt have one. but if he’d been born he wouldve been a winter baby.

3. What is your sim’s zodiac sign?

-scrambles to zodiac site- uhhhhhhhhh either Libra or aquarius

4. What is your sim’s ethnicity?

he dosnt really have one. but I have an au where hes human and is asian/white

5. Does your sim have any nicknames?

Boltboi

Math

6. Do they have a job?

He dont even got a shirt on. where he gon work at?

7. Where does your sim live?

currently Oasis springs. moving soon.

8. Who does your sim live with?

His sleeping brothers and creator previously. Hes gonna be sticking with Rae now tho.

9. What environment did your sim grow up in?

bad.

10. What are your sim’s favorite foods?

he doesnt need to eat.

11. What is your sim’s favorite drink?

Alien juice.

12. If they have one what is your sim’s favorite color?

neon blue/ royal purple

13. Does your sim believe in any clichés?

not yet xD

14. What is your sim’s sexuality?

Raesexual hes not sure

15. What is your sim’s gender identity?

Male. He/Him/His

16. Is your sim type a or type b?

what?

17. Is your sim introverted or extroverted?

Introverted.

18. What is your sims favorite woohoo position?

-sweats-

19. Is your sim a pet person? If so what is their favorite animal?

Yes. cats and dogs. but dogs will make him nervous after a bit because theyre so waggy and bouncy.

20. Does your sim have a best friend?

Rae. Various other sims not introduced yet

21. What is/was your sim’s favorite school subject?

wtf is school?

22. Is/was your sim a high, mid or low achiever in school?

N/A

23. Are they planning to go or have they already been to college? If so, what would be or what was their major?

hmmmm. no

24. What are your sims political beliefs? (if they have them)

N/A at the moment.

25. What is one thing your sims wants to do before they die?

Nothing really before Rae stumbled into his life. he was somewhat content with existing and then... not. Though he did muse about meeting his brothers whenever Andrews decided to “awaken” them.

26. Does your sim have a favorite tv show (cable) and/or movie?

He gonna interested in romance movies xD

27. Is your sim a Netflix viewer? If so what are their top 3 shows.

Not yet

28. Does your sim like books? If so what’s their favorite one?

He's had limited access to books, but he read atlas hugged a few times.

29. Does your sim enjoy video games, if so what is their favorite one and do they play on pc or console?

not in the traditional sense. he likes those virtual boxes.

30. What is your sim’s personal style?

hes shiny.

31. Does your sim have a lucky charm?

32. Is your sim religious?

33. What kind of music does your sim listen to and who is their favorite artist?

-resist the urge to say electric music-

34. Is your sim a festive person? If so what’s their favorite holiday?

Hes gonna love the romance festival (hes a lover boy)

35. What is your sim’s favorite type of weather?

snow, it makes him feel grounded to the world for some reason.

36. Does your sim prefer to start fights or finish them?

Under the right or wrong circumstances Mathias will absolutely fuck a bitch up. But you’d have to had really trampled this boys last nerve first. XD

37. Does your sim have a dream job?

38. Does your sim have any siblings?

Yes. Marios, Marcus and Myrder. whom are all still unactive. then Circe (deceased) if we wanna count her.

39. Does your sim get along with their family?

(’>.>)

40. What is your sims favorite hobby?

turns out he likes the dancing thing. and cooking.

41. What does your sim look for in a romantic partner?

he aint picky. hes lived in a hole his whole life. but hes pulled towards free spirited/unbound energy.

42. What is a secret about your sim?

We already know he was created after Andrews “obtained” some sixam tech. What we (well mathias really) dont know is the affair was a little...murdery.

43. What is a wish your sim has?

He keeps feeling things. He wants to feel more things, to grasp the gravity of it.

44. What is a flaw your sim has?

Anxious, overthinking, quietly tempermental, passive-agressive-

45. How do others generally perceive your sim?

Curious, adorable, strange, anxious, moody, clueless.

46. Does your sim have a greatest achievement?

Leaving.

47. If they have one, what is your sim’s greatest regret?

being unable to move his father.

48. Does your sim have a favorite emoji?

49. Does your sim use simstagram?

50. What is the last text your sim sent (and who did they text)?

no phone?

#simblr #sims meme #myart #mathias #save2

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mijaesung-blog · 5 years

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bang bang !! hi everyone of this wonderful rp, it’s your least favorite dreamcatcher enthusiast blaire here to introduce you to my boy jaesung !! i’ll skip the introduction on me, you can find that on the about the mun page !! anyways, i was so super late to the party, and even later to post my intro !! perhaps i’m . . . a mess ?? anyways, let me stop embarrassing myself !! i have been ecstatic for the past week to bring you my very first muse, kim jaesung !! he’s 24, been an officer in the mpd for five years now, and is finally getting his first shot at being an undercover officer !! he obeys the law and tries to be perfect so much to the point it can be annoying as hell sometimes, but also highkey strugling not to fall into the pits ( or in love ) of the gang life as he goes undercover !! please do me the favor of checking out his profile, plots, or bio if you’re interested, or if you want to dive right in like this for some plotting in ims !! ♡ more info under the cut.

he was born & bred in myeongcho !! honestly he loves it because he’s a lil’ traditional boy who’s a sucker for history and loves how much the island has. for a while now he’s been considering moving out to seoul for a bigger & faster paced life, but recently myeongcho’s been pretty busy and he can’t bring himself to leave everyone behind.

a-l-w-a-y-s been that little kid in class you never liked, lmao. like the one who answered the question before you ever could and gave you “constructive” criticism ?? the one who told the teacher if you said a bad word ?? yeah. that was jaesung.

he really didn’t do it out of ill intention, in fact he thought he was doing the right thing !! he kind of has always taken doing what’s right and telling the truth to the extreme, and always made it his duty to. he’s the only son to parents both involved in law enforcement as well so he’s always been expected to protect justice everywhere !!

he’s actually kind of really smart, like i’m not even saying this to brag on him but what the fuck else was he supposed to do but study !! no one wants to befriend someone screaming about doing what’s right every two seconds, so most him time was spent in the books instead of with friends from elementary to middle school, and therefore he started gaining a lot of skills, particularly in technology & math !!

then high school came and...phew !! for once, he was getting attention because he was getting cute, and even though he could be annoying as hell some girls dealt with it. tbh he’d never been approached before but he was super awk but eventually, he started adoring the attention !! but to this day he still can’t approach a crush without some stage ten blushing going on.

this kind of made him slack behind, but eventually, he caught up !! his parents had expected him to go to college as they had, but he was super eager to start his career and went right away to train at the mpd academy !! they weren’t thrilled he wasn’t getting a diploma but what were they going to do - his dad was a head detective there, for goodness sake !!

anyways !! he’s been super loyal & been a hard working lil’ boy for the past four years there. on more than one occasion, he’s been distracted by all the bad happenings around the island !! he’d been so closed off from it for so long so being strict & rule-abiding had always been easy, but after being exposed to the gangs and criminal activity he was sort of intrigued ?? and ever since he’s been having this internal battle of playing by the boos or leading with his heart in terms of the career.

this partially happened because he fell in love with a prostitute he was supposed to arrest but that’s a whole other story i’ll elaborate on later lmao ( possible connection, hm ?? )

but he got through it and after that, for the most part, has been doing good !! about four months ago, at the beginning of the year. he was appointed as the newest undercover officer directed to see the happenings of the “underground” world !! honestly he was stoked because it was something he’d wanted for a while, but also secretly he just wanted a justified reason to be closer to the gangs wsefpowfe.

he’s currently posing as a columba recruit, but he still hasn’t gained their full trust yet !! kinda still a flunky, doing tedious tasks for them. he’s been sent to give information on a recent operation they’re taking on & see if it affects the mpd or citizens in any way.

he really is interested in what goes on there & the ethics of it all since their leader used to work with the mpd as well,and personally he’s secretly a bit curious about their method of bringing about justice.

honestly, he loves fighting for justice but has also been drawn to crime lately so columba is just calling him. but it’s just an act for the mission !! right . . . ??

because he can be swayed by his heart at times, if you got some muses that have to get info out of a police officer he’s your man !! he can be a little dumb at times.

tbh he always either needs coffee love or to do something perfectly so if you can help him with that he’ll love you forever mkay mwah i’m done let me come love you !!

#:｡♦ ⋅ ⋆ — OOC.#time to send & respond to memes !!#guess i can't make things short huh??#mi:intro

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mixdae-blog · 5 years

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hello i’m youn (she/they)! i play daeyeon aka baobei. im eighteen and i reside in cst. my discord is currently a baby.#0508. i’m mostly active there! uhhhh a little about me is that me and dae are one in the same in the fact that we are both cancers and we both are nu’est stans n love aron with our whole hearts KJSNDFKJN but enough about me, here’s more about daeyeon. if you’d like to plot, go ahead and add me on discord or send me a message here! if you’d prefer to just like this and have me send a message first, go ahead! under the cut i’ll throw some links down and some info about my babie. it got so long im sorry.

trigger warning for eating disorders, death, depression, dysphoria, and murder.

daeyeon’s bio is here. an about page that also has the bio on it is here.

a tldr that got long & also facts:

daeyeon was born in utah to a family of four. mother, father, two older sisters. they have one younger sister who is a year younger. at age six their parents split and dae’s father moved back to korea. both parents remarried and had more children, so daeyeon has seven siblings in total, six sisters and his youngest sibling being a seven year old brother.

dae is demigender and uses he/they pronouns. either is fine but they dislike being referred to as a male.

their longest friend is woo jinsoo, and their mother’s are close. dae often spent as much time as he could around the woo family as a child and at one point had a crush on has had the hots for xzavier’s oldest brother.

they moved to korea when they were thirteen to live with their father. from there they discovered themselves further and explored interests. they like musical theatre and cats the most out of anything.

dae has four cats: sushi, strudel, mao [cat], and gou [dog].

dae has also partaken in kpop fan culture. nu’est is their bias group and aron is their ult. dae’s younger sister also stans nu’est and is a jr stan. this is something they bond over.

they are very much attached to their mother and any feminine authority figure. when they feel troubled or unsafe they’ll usually find their way to a feminine presenting person. they miss the comfort from their mother and sisters and this is what mimics it.

dae has prescribed glasses but typically wears contacts.

dae studies mandarin in college and was put on to the subject by xiaoli. they’ve kept with it and are nearing stages of being fluent.

after high school, daeyeon was introduced to zhou xiaoli, a student from china who came to study. they quickly started dating.

xiaoli was apart of phoenix and at that point had convinced dae to join. dae accepted because they were head over heels for this boy.

xiaoli referred to dae as baobei, which they chose as their alias. they enjoyed everyone saying it, however it always felt different when xiaoli said it.

july 24, 2018 xiaoli was gunned down while searching for a target. daeyeon hasn’t been the same since.

they’ve been reckless with their work and not caring for themselves or their well being. for days after they stopped eating and sleeping and stayed hauled up in his apartment.

they’re in therapy for the death, playing dumb but still trying to get help. they know what they can and can’t handle alone.

they’re very busy with school, rehearsal, gang activity, and work, so their extra time is typically spent with xzavier or alone. they don’t get much sleep and are very much espresso addicted. catch them falling asleep in random places.

their body is almost always exhausted. they bruise easy, so you are almost always likely to see bruises on wrists, thighs, ankles. maybe even face, depending on who’s bed they were required to be in the night before.

at this point they’re confused, and looking for a reason to exit the gang life. they don’t know if they can take this without xiaoli.

#INFO.#IM GOING TO SLEEEEEEEEEP this took way longer than i thought #mi:intro

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sugavicc · 2 years

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Chapter 8: If You Give A Cat A Cane

Taehyung quickly took the stairs down from the secret base to the "official" top floor. He then took the very, very slow elevator down and ran out the door. Since he was still officially wanted by the cops, he had to be extra careful. He took alleyways and back streets to carefully avoid any cops or crowds all the way to where the team members were. He still carefully hid as he was told to remain back at the base. When he peaked around the corner his vision came true. The members were barely hanging on.

"Come on sis, let's finish off these so called heroes and get them out of our hair for good."

The twin sisters both let out an evil laugh. They made a formation and a bomb created from both of their powers emerged. It then started to increasingly grow in size. They were going to wipe out the entire city block.

"What am I going to do? I don't even have real powers like the rest but I have to do something. They're gonna die!"

Taehyung's heart raced. He had to do something. Anything. He finally mustered the little bit of courage he could find and charged from out the allie way. His hands lit up with light and he jumped into the air. He then directed the light towards the duos eyes blinding them and making the bomb to dissappear.

"What are you doing here?" Proteus question.

"I- look out!"

One of the sisters blindly threw a bomb directly towards Proteus. Proteus froze while Taehyung without thinking jumped infront of Proteus pushing him out the way, making them both land with a hard thud. Proteus rubbed the back of his head then opened his eyes while Taehyung raised himself up from off of him.

"You... you saved me." Proteus said before giving him a small smile.

"I- ill get up now." Taehyung said as he hurriedly got up. He then helped Proteus up as well.

"Well I'm glad you came, remember, don't get yourself killed." Breaker said bluntly.

"Come on everyone. Lets do this." J hop said as his face filled with determination.

The team also readied themselves for another fight.

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The heros have once again, destroyed the city, atleast thats what the media said. But in other words, they defeated T and T and tied them up to a post, leaving before the authorities could arrive to arrest them all. They retreated back to the base to log reports and bandage wounds.

" I fought a villian... I fought a villian! How cool!" Taehyung whispered with an happy voice.

"Yeah you did! You were so cool! With your light power going pew pew pew and blinding them! So cool!"

Taehyung jumped. He didn't realize there was someone else who heard him."

"Oh hi, Its hard to introduce yourself well when... you're getting bombs thrown at you. Im Phoenix! Its nice to meet you...?"

"Im taehyung."

Phoenix gasped.

"You're not supposed to tell me your real name! You're idenity is supposed to be a secret otherwise you risk your personal life and all youre family and friends and stuff!"

"I- i-" taehyung was at a lost of words. He didn't have a family anymore and he never made any friends so he didn't even think about it twice.

"He just got here yesterday Phoenix. He helped Stone, Rm and me out yesterday and helped us escape the cops. But his identity got leaked so we had to keep him like a stowaway here."

"So he didn't even audition to be a hero?" Phoenix said surprised.

"Yeah, and look at what a good decision we made! He's a natural born hero! What he did out there was incredibly brave-" Proteus was cut off.

"What he did out there was incredibly stupid!" Breaker interjected. The room went silent.

"Uh oh." Phoenix whispered to Proteus.

"Taehyung what were you thinking! How could you? Do you know how much danger you could've gotten yourself into? We could've lost you-"

Breaker tried to stand up but falls back in his chair.

"Stop moving Breaker, im trying to wrap the wound." J hop exclaims.

Taehyung put his head down. It wasn't even 24 hours and he made someone upset.

"See Breaker you made him sad. Shame." J hop scolded.

"Its true!"

"Its true but you have to remember to say your honest feelings in a way that doesn't hurt others. Come on you know this."

Breaker sighed. He knew that J hop was right.

"Im sorry taehyung, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. I just c-"

"Come on say it" J hop lightly teased.

"I... I care about you taehyung."

"Awwwwww" Proteus, J hop and Phoenix cheered.

Breaker covered his face to his his annoyance or really, to hide his now very pink flushed face.

"I care about you taehyung" J hop giggled.

"I should've gotten that on camera I can't believe he said that."

"Taehyung been here for just one day and he already worked his way into Breakers heart." Phoenix claimed.

"Are you mad at me." Taehyung asked guiltily. Ignoring all of the others remarks and causing a sudden emptiness to the room.

"No, I'm not mad at you. Just don't get yourself killed trying to be a hero okay."

"... okay sir." Taehyung said innocently.

Proteus choked back a laugh. But when he looked at Phoenix they both fell out laughing.

"Taehyung please don't call me sir! You make me feel like an old man." Breaker whined.

"But sir-"

The two laughed even more.

"You are an old man, old and brittle too." Phoenix chuckled.

"We should get him a cane." J hop giggled.

"Not you too J hop. Whatever just finish wrapping my leg so I can finally go to sleep." Breaker said playfully annoyed.

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archived--hell · 6 years

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1, 2, 17, honestly all of them if you’re up to it

1 - already answered

2. Do you have a personal favourite among your OCs?

L O R D T jupiter fuck man got damn id die for jupiter

3. Have you ever adopted a character or gotten a character from someone else?

i have adopted characters before, but ive never done anything with them, and i have received characters Back from people but besides that nah

4. A character you rarely talk about?

HI PLEASE I BEG OF YOU ASK ABOUT THE GODS PLE AS E IM DYING

5. If you could make only one of your OCs popular/known, who would it be?

fuck uh.. honestly if its only semi popular would i do this bc being Well Known would be nice, yeah, but.. it scares me? idk but uh probably leo or aero, theyre two boys i hold close to my heart

6. Two OCs of yours that look alike despite not being related?

:) eldur and leo kinda? idk i try not to make any of them look alike rip

7. Are your OCs part of any story or stories?

YES! theyre actually all part of one universe called cooking with demons! i have a whole game planned out for the man cast kinda? but all in all its all set within one universe, with multiple different stories occurring within it jhfdksg

8 - already answered

9. Would you ever be willing to give any of your OCs to someone else?

unless specfifically made for them upon request, no. ive already tried that once and it lead to me losing any and all control i had over my characters. At this moment, i only “share” a few ocs with my boyfriend @coffee-burglar and even then, its taken almost a year to even be able to do that

10. Introduce an OC with a complicated design?

uh, all of them are kinda complicated for me, but as of right now, that would go to leos full form. (if u want a ref hmu and ill post it, but it wont be my art)

11. Is there any OC of yours you could describe as a “sunshine”?

like a ray of sunshine? yeah! angel and stitch would fit perfectly for that!

12. Name an OC that isn’t yours but who you like a lot

@coffee-burglar their oc chrome n koh, or derek but thats bc im a hoe

13. Do you have any troublemaker OCs?

aero, jhor, innis, leo are all trouble makers to some degree, leo being the most trouble some

14. Introduce an OC with a tragic backstory

uhhhh fuck what counts as tragic?

i guess id have to say leo or jupiter mostly, but eldur fits too

15. Do you like to talk about your OCs with other people?

if youd let me i would yell about these fucks for hours on end, ive done it

16. Which one of your OCs would be the best at biology (school subject)?

the best but wouldnt enjoy it: Jupiterthe best and would absolutely enjoy it: colby

17. Any OC OTPs?

stitch/lavaaero/kohcolby/derek/inniswill/happiness aeyr/Eberictderek/Xhaztolleo/eldur

18. Any OC crackships?

jhfkdfsjghdfkjhgdkfjsgl i never talk abt it but will/aero is fucking A+

19. Introduce an OC that means a lot to you (and explain why)

ah,, leo. i originally made him to project the worst in myself onto, and because of that ive made his life a living shit hole. but,, recently ive been hell bent on giving him a good ending, one where he heals, and lives his life ok, where he finally, finally has a chance to be happy and get help. its,, kind of been a tiny growing point for me? he just, means a lot to me because of that haha

20. Do any of your OCs sing? If they sing, care to share more details (headcanon voice, what kind of songs they like etc)?

uhhh all of their voice claims are songs n such but only a few of them actually sing in canon! heres the voice claims of the ones who do sing:

Aero - thats his voice, but hed probably more likely to sing Something Like ThisAngelStitch - this is her voice! but shed be much more likely to sing something a lot more upbeat, kind of like thisColby (its jeremy from bmc jghfdkg)

and one i dont have a voice claim for yet that does sing canonically is Sycamore!

21. Your most artistic OC

!!!! oh thatd easily be will! hes nothing professional at all, but he does enjoy drawing and making diy type projects :0c hazels also artistic but with food :0c but what would you expect from a kitchen witch

22. Is there any OC of yours people tend to mischaracterize? If yes, how?

Hi My Names Skinny Penis And No One Has Ever Even Looked At My Ocs For More Than Two Seconds

23. Introduce OC that has changed from your first idea concerning what the character would be like?

lordt all of them would fit that, but the one thats changed the most? lordy thatd probably be will! he used to be a persona that was mostly only interested in dying and getting fucked, but now hes? evolved into a fully fledged character, and has even changed from being human lmao

24. If you could meet one OC of yours, who would it be and why?

jupiter, simply because he is The Biggest Comfort i have. hes,,, really important to me and i love him a lot

25. The OC that resembles you the most (same hobby, height, shared like/dislike for something etc?)

:) its bold of you to assume they dont all resemble me in some way. the most though? damian. lazy motherfucker with 200 emotional issues and no motivation to fix any of them

26. Have you ever had to change your OC’s design or something else about them against your will?

…yeah.

27. Any OCs that were inspired by a certain song?

Nope, most tend to be born from ideas spawned by me n my bf concepting about my ocs, and what would happen if this thing happened? yknow?

28. Your most dangerous OC?

He has yet to be revealed >:)c his names icarus

29. Which one of your OCs would go investigate an abandoned house at night without telling anyone they’re going?

INNIS, GOD INNIS WOULD AND HED PROBABLY DIE

30. Which one of your OCs would most likely have a secret stuffed animal collection?

secret: damiannot so secret: colby

31. Pick one OC of yours and explain what their tumblr blog would be like (what they reblog, layout, anything really)

uHHhhHh

damian would probably have a very shitty coded blog theme (or default) and would genuinely only reblog shitty, abstract memes, and nice food recipes for hazel to make him

32. Which one of your OCs would be the most suitable horror game protagonist and why?

protagonist? if youre going for the scared baby, colby. if ur going for the stoic “thats weird but ok” one, innis or aero.antagonist tho???? Leo and angelica :)

33. Your shyest OC?

uh, a oc thats genuinely shy and not just anxiety filled? angel :0c shes had a very limited interaction pool with anything thats not other angels so she tends to shy away from others bc she really, really doesnt want to get into awkward situations

34. Do you have any twin characters?

Jupiter and leo!

35. Any sibling characters?

Jupiter, leo, angelica, damian, eldur

jupiter, leo, damian, and angelica are all related via their dad, while eldur is related to damian via their mom

36. Do you have OC pairs where the other part belongs to someone else (siblings, lovers, friends etc)?

uhh if im understanding this question right yeah i do! derek, koh, n a lot of others belong to @coffee-burglar ! ive just roped them into my universe dkjfhkdjgh

37. Introduce an OC who is not quite human

Op All Of My Characters Are Inhuman

38. Which one of your OCs would be the best dancer?

surprisingly? aero! hes got really good rhythm and can actually dance really well, its kinda scary

39. Introduce any character you want

:)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))) Ill let yall have a choice, pick one

1.) Lust2.) Greed

40. Any fond memories linked to your characters? Feel free to share!

fond?? uh,, not really. but damian does have a very important memory attached to him.

tw for suicide ment hjgkdfs

with damian, i created him after i tried to kill myself and was stuck in a mental hospital. i had just finished reaing the first shadowhunters book, and decided to try and draw the first demon(???? was that what he was?? im a dumbass and its been over 2 years) you met, which had bright blue hair and if i remember correctly, electric green eyes? but yeah. i made him to cope with all the mental stress i had while being forced to be in that hospital, and hes become very close to my heart because of that

41. Has anyone drawn fanart of your OCs? If yes, maybe show a picture or two here (remember sources & permissions!)

!!!!!!!!! yeah!!! my boyfriends drawn damian and most of my characters bgjkfdhgkfdsgl but one i do hold close to my heart (bc at the time, i barely knew them) was when @stuck-in-the-ghost-zone drew aeyr! it made me really happy tbh. i still have it saved to my phone actually!!!

42. Which one of your OCs would be the most interested in Greek gods?

uhhhh,,, provided that they found a way to get anything involving earth and their beliefs itd probably be either angel or colby. angel enjoys learning anything and everything she can, while colby enjoys hearing about the Tea™ that comes with greek shit

43. Do you have any certain type when you create your OCs? Do you tend to favour some certain traits or looks? It’s time to confess

lordt ok

i really just? enjoy making demons really, or anything that doesnt quite fit “conveniently attractive” in at least one form they have. (i also favor making guys bc im Gay)

44. Something you like about your OCs in general

how well theyre coming together, for so long, their stories have been little fractures and pieces that never fit together. Fragments. but now, theyre almost fully put together and its… wonderful to see

45. A character you no longer use?

a hi have.. one. their name was angel aura, a steven universe oc. i got rid of them because of too many.. bad things.

46. Has anyone ever told you that you treat your OCs badly?

not directly, but yes. it.. actually helped me give a lot of them a ok life, or at least a good ending

47. Has anyone ever (friendly) claimed any of your OCs as their child?

@coffee-burglar eldur, colby, will n a few others lmao

48. OC who is a perfect cinnamon roll, too good for this world, too pure

ELDUR GOD ELDUR PLEASE SOMEONE GIVE THIS KID BACK TO HIS MOM

49. Which one of your OCs would most likely enjoy memes

damian

50. Give me the good ol’ OC talk here. Talk about anything you want

ghjkfgkfdhgklfjhglkjdfhgslfjdgh give me a actual thing to talk about bc im dying op

#general oc tag #Anonymous

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ashketchup119 · 3 years

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A Chance Encounter

Almost posted something really personal O.O hazards of doing business with google docs.

ANYWAY

This is a snippet from the same story as the last one, and if you read some bits and go w h a t i s h a p p e n i n g uhhh... feel free to slide into my dms or askbox. Again, been writing this since sixth grade, so I’ve put a lot of thought and effort into this story and love sharing it.

It’s very fantasy/sci-fi, and I enjoy writing it.

Enjoy!

Mirzin tsked as they watched the gathering around them with judgmental eyes. It had been decades, centuries even, since they’d participated in a proper social event, and they were beginning to remember why it had been so long. There had been a time, once, when they and their best friends had flitted from one party to the next, but with one best friend dead and another missing, they found it difficult to enjoy these types of events alone.

Beyond that, moving to a new city was rough enough. Moving to a whole other reality was even worse. Most of the time, Mirzin found themself lying in bed, still trying to adjust to the newness of it all. They hadn’t really used technology before, and simply playing with their new cell phone took up any time spent outside the bed. It was tiring, in their (esteemable) opinion.

But they’d been asked to attend by Zaida, a local friend, and in their (usually correct) opinion, it was best not to cause trouble with one of the few people who put up with them.

So, here they were, dressed in clothes that had gone out of fashion in an alternate universe years ago, standing stiffly in a corner not occupied by carefully arranged plantlife. The walls were a mint green and covered with bits of paper- a small, torn picture of Zaida at a beach; a poster from a magazine featuring some new movie Zai clearly liked enough to feature in her home; drawings of her dogs, who were currently weaving in and out of the house, following the paths of those who would pet them. The floor was carpet, and Mirzin usually took their shoes off at the door, choosing to delight in the sensation of carpet under their feet. Their own apartment was tile, and they hadn’t found the time to purchase a rug. Too busy laying in bed and trying to figure out how to lower the brightness on their phone without having to go into the phone settings every time. There was a sofa in the living room area, bright pink with large lilac flowers embroidered in the center of the cushions, and next to it was a recliner, dark green and plain. Mirzin considered sitting down, but after noticing a new stain on the arm of the recliner and a couple on the sofa, they decided their corner was the safest bet. At some point, Zaida had come by with a soda, and they now stood holding the beverage with both hands to their chest. They weren’t drinking from the soda can, talking to anyone, or enjoying themself. Why were they here again?

Oh right. Zaida.

“Mirzyyyy!” A familiar voiced slurred near their ear, and Mirzin started, accidentally dropping the soda. “Mirzyyyy! I got some-someone that you just,” she trailed off as she threw a pale arm around their shoulders for balance. “You gotta meet ‘im. You gottaaaa!”

Mirzin winced and replied, “Zai, I’m not really feeling up to it. In fact, I think I’m going to go home. You know, I have a very busy day tomorrow, and-“

Zai burped loudly, and Mirzin tried their hardest to subtly remove her arm from it’s position on their shoulders. They moved forward slightly, only to frown at the floor as their foot bumped into the discarded soda can. Zai’s hold on them got stronger, and they found themself being pulled through the throng of people inside the house towards the back door. They tried to resist, making slight protests about pending tasks and errands, but they were curious.

Curiosity is what they and their best friends had bonded over, and given that one of them had ‘curious’-ed himself into a coffin and the other a dark cave complex they had yet to walk out of…

Well, the old saying did say “curiosity killed the cat.”

Mirzin firmly pushed away from Zaida’s hold. “I’m leaving. I’m going home, and I’m going to shower, and I’m going to watch my favorite show off some website that really tests my ad blocker until I fall asleep. Maybe I’ll get some food on my way home, I don’t know. Goodnight.” They murmured in a tone that sounded final, to their ears.

Zaida did not agree, clearly, because she grabbed their arm and continued to drag them along behind her. The two of them passed through the sliding glass doors to an even louder scene outside, with people milling about, talking to friends and occasionally taking small sips of their drinks. As Zai and Mirzin passed, the partygoers waved and tried to chat, but Zai brushed them off with ‘I’ll be right back’s and ‘I’m a little busy, sorry!’s. Mirzin, for their part, just looked vaguely annoyed in a manner which discouraged any sort of interaction, and those who did try to talk to them were hit with a death glare that seemed as though it might truly be fatal, under the right circumstances.

Finally, the sea of people parted to reveal a tall, dark man, hovering near the wall separating Zaida’s backyard from the neighbors’. He was leaning against the back wall, shoulders relaxed, in a manner that suggested ease. A smile played on his lips, and he glanced around with amused eyes. His clothes looked average enough, but still managed to retain an appearance that hinted at money. When he caught sight of Zaida and Mirzin, his left eyebrow raised in a questioning manner, though his eyes still sparkled the same way.

Mirzin’s first thought was ‘Oh no! He looks nice!’. Actually, no. Their first thought was less of a ‘thought’ and more of an ‘internal scream that vaguely communicated that they did not want to meet this man, especially if he turned out to be nice, because then they would have no excuse to leave the conversation without seeming rude’.

“Raffie!!” Zaida yelled, letting go of Mirzin’s arm to hug the man (who was even taller than Mirzin had thought he was! Why was he so tall?!) She then released him, turned around, and grabbed Mirzin’s arm once again. “Raf, Mirzin.” She raised Mirzin’s arm to punctuate her statement. “Mirzy is… new. They’ve lived a lot of life not here.” She paused to burp. “Raf is not new! He’s lived a lot of life here. I think you should be friends! Or maybe,” she wiggled her eyebrows, “More than friends.”

Mirzin pulled their arm out of her grip and flushed slightly. They weren’t looking for any sort of romantic relationship, certainly not only a couple of months after moving to a new reality. However, new friends were new friends, and while Zaida and the three other people they’d managed to befriend were helpful and nice, it was still kind of telling that they spent all of their time alone.

“Hi, Mirzin.” The man- Raf- greeted, smiling. “Pleasure to meet you.” He stuck his hand out, waiting for Mirzin to take it.

Mirzin’s brain went slightly haywire for a few seconds, though this time the internal screaming had more of a ‘I don’t like talking to new people and this man seems friendly enough but what if I make the wrong impression’ sound. They weren’t really used to being introduced to people- usually, others introduced themselves, and Mirzin responded in kind. For some reason, though, this felt different from those interactions. Maybe it was Zaida standing with a drunken smile between the two of them or the fact that she’d implied that she hoped for some romantic spark to come to life, but they felt nervous, and noticed with a slight grimace that their palm was sweaty. Their grimace turned into a scowl when they noticed that Zaida had disappeared, presumably to keep her word and talk to the people they’d passed by earlier.

Regardless, they knew they had to give some sort of response. They grabbed Raf’s hand and shook it mechanically for a few seconds before realizing they hadn’t responded verbally.

“Thanks.” Mirzin said, then instantly felt so embarrassed they had half a mind to turn tail and run.

Raf just laughed and used his grip on Mirzin’s hand to pull them closer. “Mirzin! Are you as interested as I am in leaving this place and heading home? I know we’re supposed to be talking and getting friendly or…” He drifted off, and Mirzin managed to discreetly pull their hand from his. “Whatever, but I am really, really tired, and would much rather just give you my phone number and, as my mom would say, ‘blow this pop stand.’” Raf smiled at this, and Mirzin got the distinct feeling that this was some sort of joke. Either way, it wasn’t a phrase they were familiar with from their home reality, nor did they recognize it as a common phrase from this reality. They wondered, vaguely, if Raf’s mother, whoever she was, was also a Traveler.

Mirzin nodded quickly, and Raf maneuvered the two of them out of the party, giving general goodbyes to those who came up to them while Mirzin followed close behind, though this time their face held a vaguely lost expression.

In the car, Raf again began to speak. “I’m glad you didn’t think I was some sort of weirdo for meeting you and immediately asking to escort you home. Address?”

“Uh, 1-8-24 Maliznek.” Mirzin replied automatically, in the way they’d practiced in the mirror a month ago.

Raf nodded and put the directions into the navigation module. “As I was saying, you just didn’t look comfortable. I’m not really a party sorta guy, but Zaida insisted I come and meet you. I’ve lived here in Munae-21 since I was a kid.”

Mirzin started. “You know about…?”

“The different realities that people can travel between if they’re powerful enough? Yeah.”

“I didn’t think- are you a Traveler?”

Raf shrugged. “I guess? I don’t travel much between realities, but my mom was born and raised on Earth-2059, and I lived there for a couple years when I was little.”

“Ah.” Mirzin smiled sarcastically. “It’s always Earth-2059.”

“Are you a Traveler?” Raf asked.

Mirzin hmm-ed under their breath as they attempted to figure out how to explain. Eventually, they settled on, “Well, when Zaida said I was new here, I’m… very new. To this reality. I grew up in… another reality, and things changed recently.” It was vague, but they figured it got the point across well.

Raf smiled widely. “Thank the goddess. FINALLY someone I can just… talk with! You don’t know- it’s so difficult-“ He paused, gesturing uselessly. “I’M HAPPY I MET YOU!” He burst out, finally.

The smile on Mirzin’s face turned genuine, and they found themself relieved to find someone who understood, at least a little bit.

“Ah, is this your place?” Raf gestured to the building they’d arrived at, and Mirzin looked to find their apartment complex.

“It’s nice to meet you.” Mirzin murmured as they left the car, and was surprised to find that they meant it.

They turned and almost walked into the building before they heard a voice yell, “Wait!”, behind them.

Raf grabbed their shoulder as they turned around and offered his phone. “You never gave me your phone number.”

A beat passed, then the two of them started laughing as Mirzin took the phone. They didn’t stop until someone half-pushed Mirzin away from the door in an attempt to get inside the apartment complex.

“Here.” Mirzin plugged their phone number into the phone, cheeks slightly flushed from laughing.

“Thanks!” Raf responded, eagerly taking it back. “I’ll text you… tomorrow?”

“Uh sure, but I still don’t really know how to use…” They gestured to the phone. “Everything.”

Raf smiled. “It’s okay. I’ll wait for your response, take your time.”

With this, he left, giving a final wave before finally settling inside his car.

Later, when they were once again ensconced in their bed sheets, Mirzin finally allowed themself to smile, a light feeling bubbling up in their chest the thought of making friends with the tall, friendly man.

#ok i rlly like how this one turned out #mirzin n raf r my faves of their little group #traumatized immortal and traumatized child king #perfect pair #original story #ash does shit

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The Heart's Invisible Furies [John Boyne]

started: March 21, 2021 finished: March 24, 2021 rating: 5/5

review:

its now been 2 weeks since i finished The Heart's Invisible Furies and tbh i still dont have the words to describe it.

first of all i've apparently wanted to read this book for at least 3 years. after i got it i found it on a random list of books in my notes of books i wanted that i made couple years ago. i have absolutely no idea where i heard about it the first time. i actually dont remember where i heard of it or why i put it on my list a couple months ago but evidently i did.

this was one of the (many) books that i intentionally didn't read the synopsis of and didn't want to know anything about it before reading. i knew bits going into it. i had the general info that it was about a boy born in Ireland who was adopted, it's set during The Troubles, and its gay enough to have the 'LGBT' tag on goodreads.

after a day of reading it my only comment i wrote down was: i think i cried 6 times reading the first 100ish pages.

which honestly sums up my entire experience reading the entire book.

the novel is organized so that each section is every seven years. there's a total of 11 sections so it covers 77 years all about Cyril Avery's life. the first section is about his mother dealing with being an unwed 16 year old pregnant woman in mid-1940s Ireland. and let me say: the actions of most of the 'adults' are absolutely horrific. the first chapter is Cyril's mother, Catherine, being kicked out of her village at Sunday Mass. her entire family and the rest of the village are against her and back the priest who tells her she has like an hour to leave the village and never come back.

when she gets on a bus to Dublin, she meets Seán who is also escaping his village to Dublin. they arrive and are greeted by Seán's 'friend' Jack who reluctantly agrees to let Catherine stay with them until she can support herself. its pretty obvious that Seán and Jack are a little more than friends but Catherine doesnt think anything of it until the end of the section. before the end tho, we meet the only valid adult / person of a previous generation, Mrs. Hennessy. i absolutely loved that she makes an appearance the the following section and gets name dropped throughout the rest of the novel. this first section is where we learn her general backstory and god fucking damn it i was appalled. at this point its less than 50 pages into the book and i was nearly full on sobbing. and the tears dont let up from there either! right after finding out what Mrs. Hennessy has gone through, Catherine returns back to the apartment she shares with Seán and Jack and once again there's adult and parent who is absolutely horrendous. this is finally when Catherine learns that the two boys are actually in a relationship because, who we later learn is Seán's father, who Seán was escaping from when he left his village, forces himself into the apartment. within the next few minutes, there is a filicide , someone left on the brink of death, and a birth.

this is literally all 50 pages into a nearly 600 page book. it sets the tone for the rest of it and gives a solid understanding of the mindset of Ireland in this time.

7 years later, we finally meet Cyril as as not just the concept that is causing issues for Catherine. we're introduced to the couple that adopted Cyril, who are odd to say the least. they are the type of parents that didn't really want a child because they were ready but instead as a show piece. the Avery's also constantly remind Cyril (and others) that he is 'not a real Avery'. hmm i wonder if this will have an impact on Cyril's future relationships?????

his relationship with Julian Woodbead is one of the most important to Cyril's life. i think its talked about later in the novel how their friendship is built on a lie. from the start Cyril is obsessed with Julian and Julian doesnt acknowledge it really. the perception of their friendship is so biased since we are viewing the world from Cyril's point of view and how he is effected. because of this perceptive, its so hard to believe that Julian didn't know that Cyril was in love with him. but i think Julian was such a product of the environment his was raised in and living by the acceptable ideas of the time. from an early age one of his defining traits is essentially being a womanizer. its hard to tell how much of him is just for show and how different him, and Cyril, would be free of a society with such strict exceptions and definitions of right and wrong. was Julian truly completely straight? or was he lying to everyone and himself to fit in with society?

Cyril deals with his repression of being gay in such a detrimental way the entire time he lives in Ireland. he constantly lies to everyone in his life and forces himself to live a lie. his inability to confide in anyone leads him to getting engaged to, sleeping with, and ultimately marrying Julian's sister, Alice.

oh my god the lead up to the marriage ceremony and the events after hurt so many people and i didn't know who's side i was on for them. Cyril ends up in a relationship with Alice and somehow engaged to her. he almost breaks it off with her but every time he cant say the words. its heartbreaking thinking about Cyril was just so fearful to tell the truth to people who loved him.

its finally on the wedding day that Cyril confesses to Julian that he doesnt love Alice in any romantic way because he's gay and is actually in love with Julian. Cyril wants to Julian to allow him to not go forward with the marriage but with Alice's past (she had a previous fiance that left her at the alter) Julian tells Cyril that he's going to marry his sister and be a perfect husband to her.

Cyril does it. partially. he marries Alice then flees the entire country. coming from Cyril's point of view, i was relived that he was free from lying to everyone. but on the other side -- he just left everyone hurt and unhappy in the wake of his actions. its so easy to see how Cyril feels forced into his decisions but understanding how those decisions affect the people around him make it hard to support Cyril.

7 years later we meet the most important man in Cyril's life, Bastiaan. after leaving Ireland, Cyril ends up in Amsterdam, where it is so much more acceptable to be gay holy shit. he meets and starts dating Bastiaan there. Bastiaan helps Cyril unlearn a lot of what he was forced to live by and accept who he is as a person.

he also meets Jack who opened an Irish pub in Amsterdam with the name of Seán's last name. when i realized it was Jack from before and Jack named his pub after Seán made me weep like a fucking baby.

i could list all the times i started crying but i would end up crying all over again and have to add more to the list.

anyway in Amsterdam Cyril and Bastiaan acquire a foster son, Ignac, who just like everyone else in this novel, has a tragic past. after some events (another murder, this time the dick head is the one killed instead of the one doing the killing) and the three of them end up in New York.

they are in America during the beginning of the AIDS crisis and holy shit. yeah more balling. thats the main takeaway.

in New York, Cyril volunteers to talk to AIDS patients who are dying but have no family visiting them. one of the patients is Julian. once again i turn into a fucking baby. Julian reveals to Cyril that he has a son back in Ireland from the one time he slept with Alice. im gonna cry if i think about Julian and Cyril talking anymore i stg. but uhh Julian makes Cyril promise that he'd be the one to call Alice when he died and once Julian does pass, Cyril has every intention on doing just that. but before he can, him and Bastiaan are jumped by a group of thugs who end up seriously injuring Cyril and killing Bastiaan.

7 years later, Cyril is back in Ireland with Ignac. this time he is in Ireland as an openly gay man and is attempting to build a relationship with his son.

there's so much more that happens that i can't even convey. but holy fuck was it so god damn fucking good.

finally when Cyril is in his 60s he figures out that he is the son of Mrs. Goggins, who has never really left the story. Cyril and Julian run in to her when they are 14 in boarding school, Cyril runs into her multiple times when he works almost with her, the morning of his wedding at a cafe, and when he returns he works in the same building that she does. so throughout his life his birth mother was right there but neither of them knew it.

after 7 years, they go together back to the village that Catherine was born, raised, and kicked out of. its finally here where we learn the identity of Cyril's birth father (Catherine's aunt's husband).

bro i gotta be done now. like there's much more that i want to talk about regarding The Heart's Invisible Furies but i just cant think of them rn.

tl;dr - ballin like a baby the whole way through. also society sucks.pls read its worth it

#megharoni book log #megharoni 2021 reads #the heart's invisible furies #john boyne

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