#most of your idols problems won’t go away with money either

[nctsjiho]

Shocking Truth Behind NCT JiHo’s Hiatus Revealed + SM Official Statement And Apology

July 24, 2021 By J. Mitchel (K!Today)

After an internal investigation of SM Entertainments financial reports, specifically those regarding NCT, the likely reason of JiHo’s hiatus from April to May of this year, has been revealed. The reason why this information, which I’ll be explaining in a bit, is only deemed “likely”, is because anonymous sources said this is only “part of a bigger problem”. However, what I’ll be diving into in a second is fully factual (unless stated otherwise), backed up by plenty of evidence, and I can conclude that this has been a driving factor of JiHo’s hiatus.

Visas, Working As A Minor And Bing A Foreigner Working In The Idol Industry

For those who aren’t aware, Geovanna Dubois, otherwise known as Lim Jiho, and debuted as JiHo, moved to Korea in late 2014. At that time she was only 13, turning 14 soon in international age, which made her a minor. Because her family stayed back in France, where she lived prior to becoming a trainee, she had to be assigned a guardian.

This guardian was an employee at SM Entertainment who was not particularly close to JiHo; it was stated that:

“(the guardian) was only in charge of legal affairs regarding JiHo and everything else: housing, medical needs, schooling, leisure and so on, was taken care of by other employees and managers - who kept in contact with JiHo’s family - until she was no longer a minor”.

However it was revealed that JiHo’s guardian had not taken care of their part of taking care of JiHo. For a total of 6 months, they did not provide JiHo with the right Visa (this does not include failing to renew her Visa when renewal was due). For a total of 4 months - beknown to managers and other employees - they violated the rules under the Child Labour Laws in Korea. And for her whole career up until April of 2021 they did not provide her with her fair earnings she deserved (more on this later).

Until 2020 all of this went unnoticed by the higher ups in SM Entertainment. An ex employee, who wanted to stay anonymous stated:

“There was always so much secrecy going on in the office. I felt insanely guilty towards JiHo because she wasn’t given fair treatment behind the scenes. Employees would fake reports about the state of JiHo’s legal documents. I thought it would all stop when she debuted, but things continued as they were.

… They withheld money from JiHo’s wage to pay off debt caused by the mistakes the employees made. One day the department got a 10,000,000.00 Korean won (around 8,500 USD) fine for violating Child Labour Laws. Instead of going to the boss, employees would take money from JiHo’s bank account - the guardian had full access to it - or would write it off on JiHo’s trainee debt. Something like this shouldn’t happen in such a big company as SM.”

If you thought this was bad, that was only just the tip of the iceberg.

Unfair Pay

As mentioned before, part of JiHo’s hard earned money would go to paying of debt and fines, but that’s not all.

JiHo is one of NCT’s rappers. But did you know she also participated in writing lyrics and sometimes help in arranging songs? Especially for Japanese releases. For most of her work she did not get credited, but apparently this was because of the percentage of her input being “too low”.

Whether this is a fair reason or not is not something I can comment on. In my small amount of research in this area I have found that not everyone gets paid the same just because they are credited in a song. And even if I find that logical, by that statement I would assume that JiHo should have been credited for every song she participated in.

However, that’s where I found out the reason as to why she might not have been credited for every song she worked on.

Comparing her with other members of NCT who have put in similar amounts of work into writing, producing, arranging music, as well as overall performing, making public appearances, modelling and other schedules, taking in account the money employees took away for debt, JiHo on average would receive only 80,6% of what her colleagues would earn.

Keeping that in mind, I suspect that if they would’ve credited her for every song, it would’ve been more obvious that she didn’t receive the payment she deserved whenever this news would come out. However if that was the reason behind this, they failed, because almost every source who is covering this news has at least mentioned this.

Today’s Reality

Before we go into SM Entertainment’s official statement and apology (yes I was also surprised by this), let’s talk about how these events have affected JiHo.

Of course we don’t know all the small details, and according to the previous anonymous ex employee there have been some problems with an ex manager, but in the big picture JiHo did not get affected by these past events on a day to day basis. Having said that, one thing does break my heart in this whole story. The same ex employee also stated that:

“While all this was going on, one of the managers - or maybe it was the guardian themselves - contacted JiHo’s family. They told them lies so that they would not ask JiHo to go visit them back home. Since her Visa wasn’t always okay, it might have caused problems once she left Korea. They also told her family it might be best for them not to visit JiHo because she was ‘doing fine’ and them visiting would ‘cause a distraction’. I once had JiHo’s mother on the phone, she seems like a sweet lady, who was heartbroken not being able to see her daughter for years, being under the impression that visiting her daughter would be a burden to her and her career.”

I hope that with everything that I’ve shared here, you can understand the severity of these events. Knowing that this is only a small percentage of the whole situation makes me scared to hear what else was going on. But let’s hope that things look better for JiHo’s future.

SM Entertainment’s statement

“This is SM Entertainment.

Earlier today, documents and numbers surfaced that we weren’t eager to show to the public. These documents revealed things that you weren’t meant to see either. For the longest time, we, the higher ups in SM Entertainment, were unaware of what was going on behind the scenes. That’s our mistake, and we want to own up to it now.

We should have been more thorough. We should have been more involved. But as we were tricked into thinking everything was fine, we decided to put faith in our employees and let them operate as they were.

Even though we felt cheated and tricked, we were not the real victims here. Lim Jiho, one of our idols, is the one who got tricked the most.

For the years we’ve known her she has grown incredibly much. She’s one of our most hardworking idols. She’s skilled in everything she does. She’s an inspiring and friendly soul and we, SM Entertainment, are extremely honoured to have her as one of our idols.

We are sorry to JiHo, to her family, her friends and her fans for all the discomfort, uncertainty and pain we have caused them. A simple sorry isn’t enough and that’s why we have decided to take some actions.

For JiHo: As you are aware, JiHo is now also under Esteem. The statement we have issued before still stands. We will work together with Esteem to provide JiHo with all the opportunities she deserves so she is able to grow in an even more talented and loved artist.

We will not only take accountability for the financial injury JiHo suffered, but also will try our best to put her emotional and mental health first. Many of these things we have and will continue to discuss with JiHo privately. She will, if desired, reach out to fans and friends on her own accord to talk about her side of things. So to respect her privacy we won’t go further into detail.

For family and friends: We are incredibly sorry towards JiHo’s personal and private relationships to which we caused damage. From the many foreign artist we have under our label, we know that homesickness and missing friends and family is natural. We did not mean to put even more of a strain on her relationships. Again we want to respect the privacy of everyone who is involved, so we will be reaching out to JiHo’s close family privately to issue a personal apology.

For the fans: We are again incredibly sorry towards all of JiHo’s fans who have been worried about her not only during her hiatus this year, but throughout her whole career. We know you want to see more of JiHo and we, along with Esteem and of course JiHo, will try and give back to you as much as possible by providing you with the content you deserve.

We know that the fans will be the happiest if JiHo is happy, so from now on we will make extra sure that JiHo’s happiness is our top priority.

Our apology doesn’t excuse our past actions and from now on we will try to be more transparent as that is something we heard many fans shared their concerns about. We want to let you know that most of the things we’ve discussed here are things we’ve been working on ever since JiHo’s hiatus started. But since the news is now public we want to assure the people that actions are indeed being taken.

We would also like to let everyone know that there have been actions taken in regards of the employees, managers and direct contacts who were at the base of all of this.

From now on we will be focusing on making things right and moving forward. Thank you for your patience.

Fans are happy to hear that SM is taking actions. Even if some things go unexplained and many fans don’t believe SM is being completely “transparent”, they are content things seem to start going into the right direction.

When more news surface (which I have a feeling it will) I’ll be updating you guys about this. For now I’ll leave you with some of the fans’ reactions to the situation.

What do you think about SM’s apology? And how do you feel about hearing the truth about JiHo’s hiatus? Let us now in the comments bellow or on our Twitter @KNewsToday

#jiho.misc #nct 24th member #nct addition #nct imagines #nct female member #nct extra member #nct additional member #nct female addition #kpop!addition #kpop!oc

[imaginationofacrazyfangirl]

Plotlines of BTS Music Videos According to My Drunk Ass

Just to be clear I am not promoting drinking to minors or anything like that. Plus I am of age so whatever.

Music Video 1: Fire

Let’s just put it out there that the whole plot of the music video is about a group of hooligans causing trouble around their neighbor hood. Moreover it starts with them and the reader hanging out at the town’s youth center. Supposedly they all (except Jimin) have grown up together, learning how to survive the streets and deal with the shit life’s thrown at them.

Now onto the key characters:

Min Yoongi: The badass gangster who enjoys causing chaos and mischief. He’s the one who creates the most drama by actively engaging in criminal activities simply for the fun of it. He constantly tags buildings and picks fights with other people. Think of it this way: Yoongi is the one everyone watches out for, because he has no problem meeting a pipe to your face.

  That said naturally his character is rather antagonistic and anti-social as well. While he does care about the members of his group, Hoseok is the only one he truly trusts to let in. Moreover his relationship with the reader is that of an older brother who finds their sibling annoying so they constantly bully them; that said anyone who messes with you better watch the fuck out. You are his pest after all.

Jung Hoseok: The brotherly bad boy who has way too much fun being naughty. Both Yoongi and J-hope share one thing in common, they enjoy being bad boys. However while Yoongi leans more towards apathetic chaos, J-hope merely enjoys the thrill and status comes along with the title. He is the type to cause trouble when others are watching or his friends are there, but never the one to plan it. Honestly Hoseok is a bit of a ladies man always bragging about his reputation to impress, but really he does that to everyone.

  He’s officially the group’s hype man. The one everyone trusts immensely, because at the end of the day what Hoseok is really proud of is his family (you guys) and does everything he can to protect/make you guys happy. Like Yoongi, Hoseok acts as a big brother figure towards. Unlike Yoongi, he’s always thrilled to see you.

Jeon Jungkook: The innocent newbie corrupted by his “big brothers,” probably rather self-explanatory. As the youngest Jungkook wasn’t around when the group started (the group being you and the Maknae line). In fact he’s the latest addition to the neighborhood, moving there with either his single mother or foster parents. At first the poor boy is so out of place in the neighborhood dealing with life and constantly bullies, it only adds to his misfortune that you meet him. Yes, you the reader can be blamed for introducing Jungkook into thug life (lol thug life); not purposefully of course you simply saw the baby bunny and took him under your wing. If anything you try to protect him, while keeping Jungkook away from all the trouble.

     To Jungkook, you are the mother/older sister figure he has never had. He cares deeply for you, practically following you around like a lost duckling. However Jungkook also idolizes the others and wishes to become like them. Thus, causing him to get into trouble.

Kim Namjoon: The muscles-first off let me say how sorry I am for this. Joon is legit my ultimate basis and the smartest of them all yet he plays the meathead in this plotline. Why? Oh god why? I don’t know, but he does.

   Namjoon is the second member of the group no one wants to piss off. Not because of any sociopathic tendencies like Yoongi, but because Namjoon punches harder than the six of them combined. He’s literally the armored shield that steps in between members and those who threaten them. Now I don’t have as much facts on him as the others, but I can say this: Namjoon is a follower not a leader here, and like Yoongi, he find you annoying-although he is less antagonistic about than other is. Also like Yoongi, he’ll beat the living shit out of anyone who messes with you.

Kim Taehyung: The introverted computer genius who prefers technology over people. In this plotline our bubbly Tae, plays an awkward anti-social computer genius who really doesn’t know how to interact with people on a massive level. Remember that character in tv shows, that is friends with everyone despite having odd tendencies and never leaving home? Well, that Taehyung. He spends most of his days playing computer or videogames, only to occasionally come up with some genius deceive or program that helps the group out. To outsiders, he’s a freak, but to the group he’s their family and no one mess with family.

    While Taehyung barely interacts with the others, the one person he does interact with is the reader. This is mainly because of your caring nature and patience. Out of everyone, you more than anyone accept his quirks. Which is why he has such a crush on you. Sadly our poor Tae won’t make the cut in this plotline.

Park Jimin: The stereotypical prep who pays the group to join them in their mischief. Now we are getting close to the heart of the story. Although not the antagonist of the plotline, Jimin definitely gets the ball rolling by bribing you guys into letting him join the group for a week or two. This boy is literally that rich kid rolling around in daddy’s money, but find life a bore. Like many others he idolizes the trouble you get into and wants in on that bad boy life. Initially he annoys everyone, but by some miracle he actually manages join by earning your guys’ trust somehow.

  Note you and him have an especially rocky relationship at first, thanks to his flirty ‘I’m hot’ attitude. To him, you are different from all the other girls. You are from the other side of the track making you a forbidden fruit. To you, he’s just a moron who doesn’t realize how good he has it.

Kim Seokjin: Ex-leader gone Captain America, he is the definition of bad boy gone good. Once the esteemed leader of your group of misfits, Jin now finds himself determined to move away from crime and go to college by playing sports. He wants to prove to you all, that succeeding in life is a possibility without committing crimes. This goal especially means a lot to him, because Jin sees himself as responsible for everyone in the group .Unfortunately turning over a new leaf has left him alienating the group and in turn getting alienated by them. He constantly struggles between staying on the righteous path and not involving himself in group matters. (Note: he can never stay away when one of you are in danger.)

What’s really interesting about Jin’s character is his relationship with you. Out of everyone in the group you are the one he cares most about. In fact it can be said you are the reason behind his drastic change and determination to leave the neighbor hood. Ironically though that doesn’t mean you understand his actions or reasonings. To you, abandoning everyone is unforgivable and you two often go head to head on your beliefs. In the end however, Jin is the love interest of this plotline.

.........Also they have a band..........

Anyway that was extremely embarrassing to write, but I hope you enjoy my crazy plotlines and let me know if you want to read about the other ones I have.

#bts #jimin #min yoongi #kim taehyung #kim seokjin #kim namjoon #jeon jungkook #Jung HoSeok #hoseok #jin #park jimin #bts imagines #jin x reader #taehyung x reader #bts x reader #namjoon x reader #hoseok x reader #yoongi x reader #jimin x reader

[zaina-xoxo]

My k-pop opinions

* I feel like a large/fair amount of BTS stans (army's) are not actually into BTS. Majority of army's are just there for the hype and popularity around BTS. Not all are like that. I understand, many army's are there since the beginning and continue to do so till the end!

* Don't ignore the problematic stuff your idols say or do! I see a lot of k-pop stans ignore all the mistakes. And even if an idol does the same mistake/or a mistake in general, don't bring up their previous apologies everywhere! They need to be educated about it and stuff, and covering them up won't help it.

* 'Mistreated', it gets brought up in every subject. If an idol doesn't have a fancy outfit for once, or doesn't get as much attention , you name it. Mistreated gets brought up. Most of times your idols are mismanaged, not mistreated.

* Liskook: Where do I even start?- If your unaware, Liskook is a ship between Lisa (Blackpink) and Jungkook (BTS), people like to believe they are real, and go to extreme lengths. Like making edits of them together, and the fanarts :/, if the lengths people go to, to prove they are real. If you believe in Liskook, your a delusional.

* Those who can't differentiate between k-pop idols, I am sorry if I sound rude, but you must be bad at recognising people.

* Jennie is the best in Blackpink. She is a total package! Like she can dance (after her ankle injury it seems like she doesn't try anymore, and I get that, getting your ankle injured for 9–10 times isn't fun), she can sing, I love her vocals! She can rap! She is my bias for a reason! The other girls are good too! Most of the times she's overrated, there's no ignoring that.

* Honestly I love Red Velvet's comebacks, you never know what kind of concept they are gonna back with, and their songs are really unique!

* More & More stage outfits were ugly.

* I loved Rosé's Gone!

* At this point, I find girl groups hotter than boy groups.

* I hate it when you call a grown ass man/woman a baby- like they are actual adults. Call them cute/adorable anything, but baby? I hate it when fans do that.

* Your idols are not your property. You can't buy their life! Give them some personal space, they deserve happiness too. Don't act childish and selfish.

* There's a big difference on supporting a group, supporting one person and hating others. Like I don't have a problem with solo stans, but when they hate the rest of the group it annoys me.

* Let idols date, they have a life too. They don't belong to you.

* Sexually attracted to a idol is normal, like it's a human thing. Attracted to an idol is different than sexualizing an idol.

* You need to stop sexualizing idols, like I hate it when people do that. Like, when an idol isn't even an adult (a teenager) the inappropriate comments are everywhere. Like, no. Stop!

* You don't need to like every member. Don't get me wrong, I am not saying hate the other members. You don't need to like any of them. Like, you can just listen and vibe to the songs, and not like any members. Biases exist, for a reason. You don't need to keep up with the group/members at all. It's music, after all. Unless, you're being hateful, it's a whole different story.

* Most of the opinions are just there to hate on a group (blindly) whom people know nothing about (there might be a few opinions of mine like these, but they are not hateful!)

* Shipping is supposed to be fun, not toxic. Like, shipping is so toxic in k-pop. Like the weird edits, fanarts and stuff (most of the fanarts are fantastic, but why the ship?) I don't have nothing against people who ship idols as long as you're not crossing the line, and don't take it to the extreme (which most of y'all do). Like, enjoy it, but don't cross the line. Most of y'all are harmless, and I agree. Shipping is cool, unless it's taken seriously.

* If you wanna write fanfiction about real life people, make sure it's harmless! Just don't dump all your fantasies into it. They are real people!

* There's no best company in k-pop. Every company is worst or best in their own way. And you're never too sure what happens behind the curtains.

* BTS did not pave the way. They helped in the popularity, but no they didn't pave the way.

* Fanwwars are the worst. I don't see the point in it. They are literally so lame, like most of them make me laugh. Like y'all immature af, just get a life. Like why?

* 2nd generation k-pop was the best. Go on prove me wrong :). Ha, you cant.

* Solo >> On The Ground >> Gone >> Lalisa >> Money

* Lisa's solo wasn't that bad. Like, it grew on me. I like it now. Say whatever you want, but i don't hate it anymore. Like, I found it cool after listening to it a few times.

* Sexual harrasment, Sexualization etc. needs to stop.

* I find Aespa's concept confusing, but it's unique.

* You don't have to like every song artist's release. Like, why are y'all attacking for not liking a song? Chill, people have different interests and don't like the same things as you. You shouldn't force them too.

* I've finding myself drift away from k-pop. I am 👌🏻 close to leaving the k-pop fandom either permanently or temporarily. Like, I don't have intrest in the groups I stanned before. Honestly, I might just consider myself a decent listener at this point.

* Why can't yall handle when k-pop idols date? Jealous that you can't date your precious oppa and noona? That's ridiculous. I dare you to never date in your life, will you do it? It's the same for idols, let them live their life. Like y'all are so toxic, and need to get out of your fantasies. Seriously people like these annoy me so much, I wanna throw hands.

* I hate survival shows.

* Most k-pop idols can't model. Don't get me wrong herereason Like, most of the time they are just pulling it off cause they are pretty.

* The main reason idols aren't allowed to date are the fans. Company's protray idols as the dream boyfriend/girlfriend, and the fans go with it, get lost in their fantasies. Dream that they will go to South Korea, become a k-pop idol and fall in love. It ain't easy as it sounds, trust me :/

* BTS and Blackpink aren't the only talented groups out there. Like, there are groups that deserve the exact fame as success as them.

* I can't stan Twice or Ateez. I need to get connected to the members to stan a group. I love their music and stuff. But I don't connect with their personalities.

* Most of the idols are dating. Get over it. Like, y'all are hating on idols who date, but your favourite oppa and noona might be dating. Like, most of y'all are caught up in the idols, like when they say 'I only love my fans' like they don't even know you honey. This really is ridiculous. Y'all don't believe that k-pop idols are/can date cause of the illusion. Y'all go like 'ah, I wish they would date' yada yada yada, and when they actually do. You make comments on the relationship, don't support it etc. Like, you were the one who wished they could date! Where's the support now? Like most of them unstan that particular idol or the whole group because of this. Like y'all stop—

* I feel like majority of the people are hating on Lisa's solo without an actual reason. I get it, it didn't pass your expectations but why overhype it? Why overrate her talents? Like she did what she had to do. It ain't her fault, I think she wasn't even involved in the writing of her songs. After a few listens, I liked that song. Money, it wasn't as good. But, it could be better. I understand, most of us don't have the same intrests, and you don't have to like a song. But don't hate on Lisa for that. Y'all are blaming Lisa for that, when you were the ones who hyped it up. But the word Lalisa is stuck in my head, that I feel like I've entered some cult-

* Normalise solo stans, the ones that aren't toxic and respect the group as a whole, you have my respect. But the ones that hate the rest of the group- we need to discuss some serious shit.

* You don't have to like every song that is self produced.

Feel free to agree or disagree! I will add more later on :)

#kpop #k-pop opinions #opinions #unpopular opinions #my opinion on k-pop #don't cancel me laksjdh #these are mine feel free to disagree #feel free to agree or disagree #k-pop #bts #Blackpink

[dreamii-yume]

Got a fic request boss: Leona in heat forcing himself on the heroine. Better if they weren't in very good terms beforehand though not enemies, either, more like 'I tolerate you but you are an asshole' vibe from her to him.

Warning :

This sinfic was written by me, Yume, who doesn’t understanding the first thing about being “In-heat”. This fic may not be as accurate as other fics out there but I sure damn tried my best.

HUGE thanks to my friend, “Vladcc” for giving me advice about how being “In-heat” works! Big PP for you, my friend! I miss you.

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Leona had been feeling hot and bothered lately! Ah...Shit, here we go again everybody. However, instead of wondering what the hell is he going to do this time, Darling was gracious enough to come up to help him herself~! Hm? That wasn’t Darling’s intention? That doesn’t really matter now, does it? A lion’s gotta do what a lion’s gotta do after all!

♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎

It was difficult to explain your extreme distaste for the Savanaclaw Dorm Head in a single sentence.

Leona Kingscholar wasn’t the worst student in Night Raven College, far from it actually. You could even say that he was one of the best performing, not because of his dorm head status, but for his sheer talent. Even if he was lazy and unmotivated, he was still skilled and intelligent deep down, he wasn’t called a genius for nothing. You could safely bet a huge amount of money that Leona could take on any task if he could just offer an ounce of effort onto it. But that exact lack of effort was the very thing that ticks you off the most

With that said, you winced every time you think about what Ruggie has to go through being his overall caretaker and the vice dorm head of the same dorm. The poor hyena just basically does all the work for him. The same could be said for Jack, who idolizes the lion, but hates the slothfulness in him. You sympathize with that reason really, frustrated at the fact that Leona holds so much more than he claims to have and not even making an effort to let it bloom into effect. You couldn’t help but feel how unfair it was for such a lethargic guy like him to have such gift.

So, when you saw the same guy a few weeks ago in the now-empty hallways of Night Raven College, looking like he was bothered by something, you hesitated.

Leaning over the wall with his hand, Leona was massaging his temple, like he had just solved the most complicated calculus problem out there. You were behind him so you couldn’t really see what kind of expression he was making, but his growls and body language was enough to tell you that he was not in a fine condition. You gulped, debating to yourself whether you should exert the effort to ask what was wrong or just simply pass him by. In the end, that small sense of justice and that sparking curiosity in you had won. You didn’t like Leona but you haven’t reached that level of apathy to just leave him be when he’s clearly not in the best condition.

You stepped closer to him and tugged on the hem of his shirt, you flinched as you swore that the atmosphere around him felt a lot hotter than usual. Slowly, Leona turned to look at you with a scowl in his face, making you shrink down in your spot. You were starting to doubt whether or not this was a good idea. “Um...If you’re feeling unwell then...” You stammered, not noticing how the expression in Leona’s face had somehow turned softer once he realized it was you. You looked up at him with an uneasy look and pointed behind you. “...The infirmary’s that way so...”

You mentally kicked yourself for giving such a stupid suggestion. Leona has been attending this school far longer than you are, of course he knew where the infirmary is, genius! He stared at you for a while, giving you time to notice how his eyes were twitching as if he was repressing some kind of beast deep inside of him. His mouth was opening and closing as if he wanted to say something, only to come out as frustrated growls. You blinked at him, genuinely beginning to feel a bit concerned for the guy. “Um? Seriously...Are you okay?” You asked but the answer could be found in just plain sight.

Finally, Leona shut his eyes tight and forced himself to look away from you but you noticed how his tail was swaying back and forth rather uncontrollably. “...What do you think.” He said in a sarcastic tone as he walked past you, towards the direction you told him to. “Just...Don’t get too close.”

The moment he started walking however, he uncharacteristically stumbled over, which activated the good in you and immediately moved to support him. “Wha-!? Geez...! Please be careful! At least walk properly!” You scolded, your face was in a mix between concern and annoyance. You looked up at him but froze when you realized that he was already looking down at you with his eyes widened, there was also something unnerving at that look. You gulped, you didn’t know what that emotion was, but it sure didn’t need further explanation to tell you how dangerous it look. “...W-What is it...?”

It was then you realized that you were basically clinging onto him, grasping onto his clothes as a way to prevent him from falling earlier. You quickly let go and moved away, remembering how he specifically told you to not get close to him. “S-Sorry...” You apologized, your hand fiddling with your skirt awkwardly as Leona turned his body towards you. You backed away in instinct, you didn’t like the way his mood suddenly felt like it changed for the worse. Something tells you that it wasn’t safe to be in the lion’s presence any longer and for the first time in a while, you actually agreed with your gut feeling.

“You know what...M-Maybe I shouldn’t have bothered you in the first place...” You said, looking down as something was preventing you from looking up at him and seeing whatever look he has in his eyes. You kept backing away more and more but couldn’t help but feel rude to leave from the conversation like this. So, with the bit of courage you still have, you hold up a twitchy smile and looked up at him for the last time. “S-Sorry, I’ll be going no-“

You cut yourself off as soon as you made eye contact with his green eyes, looking almost feral. Shivers went up your spine as you were about to quickly turn your heel around when Leona grabbed you by the shoulder and harshly slammed you against the wall. You let out yelp, shutting your eyes tight as the waves of shock ran throughout your body, giving you a mild case of a headache. You quickly opened your eyes to see Leona had caged you between his body and the wall behind you as he leaned down close to your face. His large, muscular arms were already blocking your two escape routes, trapping you completely.

Gulping down in nervousness, you tried backing up against the wall even further as you could feel his hot breath on you. “...I said...Don’t get too close with me.” He growled, his breathing getting heavier and heavier by every second as sweat drips down from his pores. You doubt it was out of nervousness unlike your own. “Were you doing this on purpose, you little herbivore?”

You frantically shook your head, not wanting to foul his mood any further. “No! Of course not! T-That was an accident, I swear!” You desperately said, your words were true yet your heart was beating so fast as if you just gave him the biggest lie you could think of. “Let...Let me go and I’ll just leave you be. I swear I won’t bother you again...!”

Leona narrowed his glare at you even more and step away from the suffocating position that the two of you had. However, he grasped one of your arm tightly, suggesting that he was not going to let you go anytime soon. He then began to walk to a different direction, heavy footsteps echoing throughout the empty halls with you being forcibly dragged along. “W-Wait! Where...!? Where are we going!?” You asked in panic, attempting to pull your arm away but his hand such a tight grip on you that it hurts to even try. “Leona-san!?”

You tried matching his pace, stumbling over your own feet a few times, causing a few joints in your ankle to crack painfully but Leona didn’t care. As long as you weren’t straight up breaking anything, his focus remains on a different topic. Finally, Leona stopped walking, so suddenly in fact that you crashed onto his back doing so. Looking from behind him, you saw only but a door, seemingly a staff closet and wouldn’t you know it, seemed to be unused. Before you could even ask Leona the reason why he brought you here, he opened the door before harshly tugging you forward inside, making you stumble down to the ground.

You groaned as your landing was not exactly the smoothest but felt your heart stopped when you heard a click of a lock. You quickly looked up, only to see Leona’s huge body towering above your kneeling figure. You gulped once again, your heart beating faster as fear and panic was consuming you from the inside. You tried to keep yourself from trembling, but the image of Leona looking all feral above you was enough to scare you shitless. What in the ever-loving hell is going on?

“...I was already so annoyed with this season.” You heard Leona growled as he stepped closer to your trembling figure. “But I have to admit...You had a lot of guts, coming up to me so suddenly like that.”

“But I did warn you, didn’t I?” Leona breathed out, gulping down as if he was finally reached the end of his line. You blinked at what he meant, trying to understand where he’s getting at. “This season...You’ll do just fine.”

Season?

And then, Leona started unbuckling his belt in front of you, the sound of metal clashing slightly onto one another had finally caught you in your senses. You widened your eyes, realization had finally came bursting in your head, finally understanding why he was so bothered. Leona was at that season; the season you’ve read about a lot concerning his kind of species. Leona was in heat, a season in which he holds an uncontrollable urge to mate with someone, that’s why he was feeling all hot and bothered! But then, if that was the case, then you really shouldn’t be in his presence, not when he is being consumed by intense hunger and lust.

Because he will most definitely break you.

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Continue the Spice~?

Guess what? We still do not have Wifi~! Yeah~! I’m real sad about it though (；▽；) I don’t know when I’ll update! Fck the three day rule at this point.

#yandere twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #yandere leona kingscholar #leona kingscholar #sinfic #savanaclaw #yandere

[kpopmalereader]

bodyguard, pt.2 ; kim taehyung, jeon jungkook

• summary: bodyguard, pt.2 • pairing: kim taehyung x male!reader x jeon jungkook • word count: 2765 • to do

bodyguard ; pt.1, pt.2

Taehyung excuses himself from the table. The tension in Jungkook’s shoulders releases faintly.

Sitting between you, who sits quiet and observing, who Jungkook has just recently realized his feelings for, and Taehyung, who’s newest revelation shocked Jungkook to his core, and who flipped Jungkook’s world upside-down, makes Jungkook rather jumpy.

Even on the shopping trip Jungkook suggested you go own he was distant and distracted, he didn’t make near as many jokes as he normally would, he didn’t smile and tease you either.

“Hey.” You set your cup down and fix your cuffs. “Are you doing okay?”

Jungkook smiles at you. “I’m okay. Why wouldn’t I be?”

You attempt a warm smile, hoping it doesn’t look too out of place on you. “You’ve been quiet all day. I know I haven’t been around as long as Taehyung or one of the others, but I know you enough to know when you’re acting differently. Did something happen? You’re not talking to Taehyung the same way, something happen between you two?”

“Damn you.” Jungkook mumbles. “You’re too perceptive.”

“Is that a yes?” You lean on your elbows. He picks at the trim on the table. “You can talk to me, Kook. We can have confidentiality, nothing in this room repeated.”

Jungkook chews on his lip, glancing where Taehyung walked away. “Taehyung and I… I guess we like the same person.”

“Is that an issue?” Jungkook seems confused at your question and you shrug. “You both like the same person, that’s not necessarily a problem.”

“We both want to date him,” Jungkook adds.

“People do that.” You shake your head and take a sip of your drink. “Do you know if he likes you back?”

“I think he and Taehyung are more likely to be together.”

Your eyebrows pull in. “Why do you say that?”

Jungkook moves to sit on his hands. He looks down at the table, thinking for a few seconds before speaking. “It just makes more sense. I think they would be good together. He’s more likely to have mutual feelings for Taehyung.”

You finish off your cup and stand. “Well, in my opinion, if I were him, I would do whatever I could to keep you both. I think he’s incredibly lucky to have either of your attention.”

Jungkook’s eyes follow you.

“I’m going to refill my drink.”

Jungkook slides down in his chair and pulls at his hair. “Why do people keep doing that?”

*

Two girls, trying and failing to hide from you, peek around the aisle you’re standing in. Your eyes narrow in their direction and the shorter girl’s cheeks turn pink. You noticing them is obviously not embarrassing enough, the other girl takes a step closer, pretending to examine the food in front of her.

You turn away from them, blocking Taehyung from their view. “Tae, have you picked yet?”

“I’m choosing between these two, why?” He looks up at you.

His face mask is below his chin and he’s holding two bags of chips. You reach over and pull his mask over his face.

“We can buy both, we should find Jungkook.”

Taehyung’s nose twitches to adjust the mask and his eyes squint.

“I thought I noticed a group of girls following us when we snuck out but I didn’t want to raise any worry. But now,” You seem aggravated. You’ve already ranted about the boys having no privacy a few times before. Your protective nature is something they’ve grown to like. “Two of them are moving closer and closer. I suspect they’re doing the same with Jungkook.”

You take the two chip bags from him and slide your hand down to his wrist.

“Keep your head down.”

Taehyung is suddenly very thankful for the mask he’s wearing as you lead him on a search for Jungkook. You find Jungkook on the other side of the store. Taehyung walks behind you and the first thing Jungkook sees of you is your glare at the two girls you pass. From where Jungkook is standing he can’t see the phone they’re using to take pictures of him but it becomes apparent they were watching him as they scamper off at your notice. He raises his eyebrows, holding drinks and ramen in his hand.

You walk over to him and pull his jacket’s hood over his head. He looks up at you with wide eyes. “I didn’t see them.”

“Yeah, I know.” You push his hair under the hood and pull the sides forward. “Come on. Did you get everything?”

He nods and holds out a packet of ramen. “This one is your favorite, right?”

You smile at him. “Yeah. Thank you.”

Jungkook’s blush is more visible than Taehyung’s as you walk. They pay for the snacks and drinks with you at their backs. The girls following the boys pass you and you raise your eyebrows. You make slow eye contact with each of them, forcing them to back up more and more. You relax your shoulders and take a step forward, speaking in a low voice.

“If I were you, I would consider deleting those photos. And I don’t think I would follow anybody anymore, especially them.” You nod your head and go back to the boys.

Taehyung questions you. “What did you say?”

“Just warned them about following idols.”

*

You knock on their dorm door, rolling your neck back and forth. You stretch your back out and sigh before anyone sees you.

Taehyung looks through the peephole, noticing something different about your face. It sinks in and the door flies open. “What happened?”

You thought about putting makeup over your black-eye and saying you cut yourself shaving or scratched your face in your sleep but thought they would be too observant.

You smile at him and stick your hands in your pockets. “I had a job over the weekend while you were stuck in the practice room and they caused a few more problems than you or Jungkook normally would.”

“You got in a fight?” Taehyung pulls you inside and all but shoves you to the couch.

You sit down and lean your head back. “It wouldn’t be the first time.”

“You’ve been in a fight before?”

“What happened to your face?” Jungkook rushes over to you. “You got in a fight?”

You close your eyes as Jungkook and Taehyung take to examining your face and hands. “I was guarding this guy, he decided to drink a little more than he probably should have and wanted to fight everybody he came across. I managed to talk him out of most of them.”

“And then?” Taehyung asks, brushing his thumb over the darker areas of your face.

“Then he pushed the wrong person and they started throwing punches. He was a- He was not the nicest person and I did not completely want to help him out, but I did anyway.” You shrug your shoulders and open your eyes. “You should see the other guy.”

Jungkook laughs softly. You relax into the couch and he gasps. “Hey,”

You look up at him. “What?”

“You have bruises on your chest.”

“It was a fight, Jungkook. I’ll be alright. It’s not the first time, probably won’t be the last. Sometimes my job is the reason.”

Jungkook pouts but doesn’t say anything else. He does, however, pull your shirt down slightly to see the bruises. Taehyung watches you look at each other until you wink at Jungkook, causing him to pull his hands away like they’re burning. You dissolve into laughter, melting into the couch. You cover your face as you laugh.

The sound of your laughing quiets until your moving shoulders are the only signs of laughter. Taehyung joins in the laughter after a minute, leaving Jungkook to sit with a burning red face and shaking hands.

He moves to sit on his hands, head pointed down and pout poking out. You finally start to calm down and open your eyes, heart beating pretty fast. You pat Jungkook’s knee.

“Sorry.” You shake your head. You smile at him and shrug. “I thought your reaction was cute, but I wasn’t expecting it.”

Jungkook’s face couldn’t be any redder. “I don’t want you to get hurt, that’s all.”

You smirk, looking forward. “You are definitely not going to like it when you find out I fight professionally on the side.”

“What?” Jungkook whips his head towards you, eyebrows furrowed again.

Taehyung’s ears perk up.

“I box for extra cash.” Your grin spreads. “Controlled, padded, sanctioned fighting. I’m a good fighter, I need it for my job, and if I can keep my skills up while also making extra money, why not?”

“Because you could get seriously injured?” Taehyung returns to worrying about your well-being, no longer joining in on teasing Jungkook. “Fighters get injured all the time.”

“Most injuries are superficial.”

“Most?” Both of them repeat.

“Most means you still get bad injuries!” Jungkook adds.

“How many times have you two gotten injured dancing or performing? What’s the difference?”

Taehyung sits back with a scrunched face. “The worst we get is a broken foot or sprained wrist. You get broken ribs and eye socket fractures.”

Jungkook’s eyes go wide. “They get what?”

“It’s all amateur fighting. I have had broken ribs, but I have never had… that happen. All of the money I make just goes to extra stuff, if I ever have a very serious injury it’s easy to get out of fighting.”

“I don’t want you to get any injuries.” Jungkook mumbles.

Taehyung chews on his bottom lip. He looks between you and Jungkook for a few seconds. “What if you promise to come here if you get injured? Or at least let us know if something happens? From boxing or other jobs.”

Jungkook nods at everything Taehyung says. “And I don’t like that one guy trying to pick fights with everyone.”

You smile at him. You mean what you say completely. “I’ve already told him and the people who hired me for the job that I wasn’t going to work with him anymore. They already went through more than their fair share of guards before me, so I don’t know how successful they’ll be getting another.”

All three of you sit in a quiet moment. Taehyung zones out looking at your bruises, you seem to be okay and you’re acting like you normally would but thinking of you in pain hurts Taehyung’s chest. Jungkook’s mind races with different things. His thoughts wander, going from enjoying sitting next to you and Taehyung, to debating confessing all of his thoughts and questions, to wanting the world to swallow him whole at the thought of talking about anything other than completely friendly and safe topics.

You lean your head back. “I know your company pays my check and everything but, I like spending time with you guys and I’m glad you don’t seem to completely hate me and are okay with being… friends.”

“You hesitated,” Taehyung says.

“There are a few reasons.” You think. You nod your head. “It’s a bit weird calling my bosses my friends, I guess. I do think of you as friends. I’m a lot closer to you two than most everybody.”

They both smile at you, then at each other, before the three of you go back to the quiet.

After a few more minutes of near silence, with each of you flipping between different thoughts but not telling anyone them. You breathe in deeply, seconds away from going for it, and spilling everything you’re holding back but Taehyung breaks first.

“So, there’s something I’ve been wanting to talk about.” He starts. He clears his throat. His shoulders are tense and the air around him is heavy. “I think it’s something all of us want to say but we’re afraid to, at least I am.”

You lean your chin up an inch with your eyebrows pulling together. “What’s going on?”

Taehyung breathes out deeply from his nose. You can see Jungkook staring at his lap from the corner of your eyes. Taehyung looks in your eyes. He’s normally confident, staggering, he walks into a room and people take notice. But now, as he’s sitting in front of you, despite maintaining eye contact, his face is flushed and he’s breathing heavy.

“I like you. I like both of you.” He explains, mouth forming something between a frown and a smile. “I’ve had a small crush on Jungkook since god-knows-when and I think I fell for you pretty quickly. I hope I’m not overstepping, but the way Jungkook looks at you and gets flustered at everything I say, it was pretty easy to see his feelings, and you are naturally quiet and protective but it felt like a lot more pretty suddenly and I don’t think you can deny the look you get when you see Jungkook or when someone mentions him. I feel like all of us are stepping around each other. I can’t say for how you two feel about me but I like you and you two have feelings for each other.”

You break eye contact and rub your palms against your thighs. “I was hoping it wasn’t obvious.”

“You’re pretty good at hiding your emotions and your expressions but I pay much closer attention to you than I do others.” Taehyung smiles. “Jungkook?”

Jungkook sits silent, chewing on the inside of his cheek. He doesn’t look up from his lap. “Yes?”

“Do you have anything to say?” Taehyung asks.

“I didn’t know I was that obvious.” He mumbles. “I’m embarrassed, I guess. Confused. I don’t know how to deal with this.”

Taehyung pulls his shoulders up. “I don’t either. I don’t think any of us do, but if we don’t share and talk about it, we might walk around each other, and nothing will go right.”

You look over at Jungkook. “I think he’s right. Dealing with the awkwardness and embarrassment of these next few minutes will be better than pretending our feelings don’t exist.”

Jungkook nods and slides down the couch. “Yeah. So, where do we start?”

*

Thousands of stars twinkle in the sky above you. Even though you wouldn’t be situated on the roof you’re on without something filming the boys, something in you wants the crew and the lights and the surrounding buildings to be gone for an even clearer view. You lean back on your hands, searching for any visible constellations or prominent stars.

The music playing for the boys shakes the building. Hoseok’s part plays on repeat and he half-raps most of the words, acting at the camera until the director feels they have a good enough shot. You look around, spotting Jungkook getting touched up by the makeup artist and Taehyung chatting with Yoongi.

You lay back, left arm dangling off the edge of the building. The forceful wind sweeps your hair to the side and sends a chill down your spine. If either of the boys were doing what you’re doing you would be attempting to corral them closer to the center of the roof but you can’t help but test your balancing skills.

Taehyung notices you and excuses himself. He sits next to you and leans on his elbows by your head.

“Be careful.” You warn, glancing up at his face without moving too much.

“Half of your body is dangling from a 30-story building.” He looks out at the city, lights from the buildings shining in his eyes. “You can go home if you want, we have enough people to watch us.”

You snort. “Like I’m going anywhere. I get paid to watch you two and lay here, pretty much how I spend my days off now anyway.”

Taehyung smiles at you. He looks around for a few seconds before kissing the top of your head. A smile dances on your face, causing Taehyung’s grin to widen until his cheeks hurt. He turns around and leans his head back. He bumps his head against yours and looks up at the sky.

“I wish they were brighter.”

“Too many buildings.” You hum. “We’d have to go somewhere further out.”

Taehyung turns his head. He can’t see your face but can see your left-hand dancing in the wind and your right foot tapping along with the music. “We should find a place. Maybe our next date spot?”

He can’t see your smile, but he can feel it.

“That sounds nice.”

Taehyung sits up. He looks around one more time before leaning to kiss your cheek. “And we wouldn’t have to worry about people seeing us when I do that.”

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[cherriesink]

Yamagami Tokuichi - Murmurs

Murmurs are snippets of character reflection earned by increasing Explore Points during Exploration. They usually include 6-7 monologues about other characters and 3-4 monologues about things important to the specific character.

These lines are taken straight from the English translation of the game, so fair warning of bad grammar.

About Yatsufusa “Yatsufusa... is like a son to me. I can’t help myself whenever I see his hopeless eyes.

...But I don’t blame him. Because it takes time to accept the fact you’e suddenly become a vampire that can only drink blood. Even I haven’t fully accepted it myself. Why are we alive... and how long do we have to endure this... What’s the point of all this anyway? Nobody can keep up if those thoughts cross their mind.

But he is a C-Class- unlike an unranked vampire like me. He’s surrounded by good people too. He can live a good life if he wishes to.

Wait, “life”? ...Are we livin’ a “life” when we never die? We don’t have a clue how long vampires last... Argh, there’s no way I can teach him somethin’ because even I don’t know what vampires are exactly. I’m so unreliable...”

About Kurusu “I became a vampire the same time as Kurusu. I was a major and he was a private first-class. I was a bigwig when I was a human who didn’t even know Kurusu existed...! Then, I was bitten by a vampire and became unranked in the vampire ladder. And Kurusu, who was just a private first-class is now an A-Class vampire- the strongest in Japan...

In the military, you can climb up the ladder by working your butt off. But an unranked vampire stays unranked no matter what... 

Why?! Why did this happen to me?! I was just an honest guy... Where did I miss my step and let a private-first class surpass me...? 

Life can change in the blink of an eye. It would’ve been me and not Kurusu ranking in A-Class if I would’ve walked a little more to the right. You really can’t guess what life brings you.”

About Maeda “Maeda is worse than a vampire when it comes to being disdainful! You know how people call each other evil? Well, he’s the master of evil! He’s always been like that. Cause he doesn’t have any friends. He always looks down on others. That’s just how he is. 

It’s the worst when you go against him in kendo... He doesn’t care about samurai spirit and kicks. He was boastin’ that he’s a master of Taisha, but he’s outta his mind if he thinks his moves are so elegant, belongin’ to a classical martial arts school! Call it “Maeda” school if you must. He provokes you and threatens you, playin’ with your mental state. He attacks once the opponent loses it. It still gives me the chills when I remember his fightin’ strategy.

He’s now leading Code Zero, but nothin’ has changed about him. I feel bad for the vampires that he taunts and then kills. Poor them... they underestimate him ‘cause he appears human. But that’s a bad idea ‘cause he’s not.”

About Takeuchi “Why does Takeuchi wanna his inventions on me every single time?! Invent all he wants. But why does he always have to use them on me? 

He’s not scary ‘cause he’s a vampire. He’s simply a monster. He’s intelligent, and my hats are off to his inventions. But he lacks heart. I don’t think there are any vampires out there like him. I doubt that anything has changed from when he was a human.

I hate the skunk ball the most out of his inventions. Only vampires understand how bad it smells. The smell even gets to the eyes. What’s even worse is that our clothes absorb the smell and won’t come off for a week. Yes! It’s effective in battle ‘cause we all have the deodorize mask and it stops the enemy for a second. In a way, it’s the best weapon. But I can’t stand the lingering smell after we take off the mask! Make a soap that gets rid of the smell if you’re gonna invent somethin’ like the skunk ball, Takeuchi!”

About Suwa “Suwa mocked me from the first time we met. He might look like an innocent kid, but... I can never win against him in arguements either. I secretly call him “Mini Maeda.” He said he was already alive before the Edo period. But I can’t believe that he managed to survive that long with his personality. I mean he said hunting vampires is his hobby... What kind of hobby is that? I guess he holds some knd of a grudge against vampires because he grins when he kills them. Talk about horror stories, right? 

Yet, he likes watchin’ plays, so I don’t get that guy at all. If he still has humanness left inside him where he enjoys watchin’ plays, then why can’t he share that with me? Total mystery I tell you.

Oh... and another thing I hate about Suwa is how he likes to quote kabuki. It stops our meeting ‘cause it doesn’t make sense at all, so we gotta ask what he means.

So, to sum it all up.. evil ones will always be evil, no matter how long they live for.”

About Defrott “Defrott is a mysterious guy. Apparently, he became a vampire during the Hundred Years’ War... But you don’t see underaged vampires that often. Because they’ll burn themselves before figuring things out. And I heard western vampires kill underaged ones. So- it’s tougher for them to survive.

It’s even tough for an ordinary vampire to survive. Yet, he appears to be a child and made it through the Hundred Years’ War. So... he must be really smart. I’m sure he’s mighty since he’s an S-Class... But I bet he has to be pretty wise if he was goin’ against another S-Class ‘cause he’s pretty petite.

Although... he’ll vanish me before I can even realize it since I’m unranked.

Defrott... is a French name. But the Hundred Years’ War took place where things were complicated between England and France, so he must be pretty complicated too. I wonder where he was born.”

About Tenman-ya “I feel relaxed at Tenman-ya. So, maybe I’m suited to work as their manager instead of Code Zero. I bet they rarely have dangerous jobs, so I’m seriously thinkin’ if I should work for them and leave the military...

Only, they deal with vampires far more than Code Zero does. It’s a problem ‘cause the eyes of vampires ranking above me freaks me out... it’s really terrifying.

And I heard that even the ones you should avoid go there too. If I leave the army, I won’t be able to use any of Takeuchi’s weapons. So, when I consider that... I mean, I’m just an old fart that’s slightly stronger than a normal person. Just thinkin’ about being surrounded by vampires gives me the chills...! In the end, Zero is the safest place because Kurusu is there. 

I heard Shinnosuke’s grandfather passed away when he was just a child... He must’ve sacrificed a lot of things.”

About Family “I wonder what Tomiko is doing right now... She originally came to our house as a servant. I was 14. It was love at first sight. My father found out my feelings for her, and fired Tomiko. I left my house to be with her and I went to her house. 

But I was rejected by her parents... Because we weren’t socially equal... Who know how many times I begged for their approval. I didn’t care if my family disowned me. 

I went to her house everyday... But I realized that I never asked how she felt about me after persuading both of our parents... I remember my body shaking when I asked her to marry me.

I promised her that I’ll love her for the rest of her life... but... I’m sorry, love... I’m sorry I became a vampire... I can’t be by your side anymore. 

But I will keep my promise. I’ll always watch over you. Until... your very last moments.”

About the Past “I wasn’t good at kendo, judo, or jukendo... So I worked my butt off. I studied military strategies so that I can become a general one day. Takenaka Hanbei and Kuroda Kanbei were my idols because they won battles solely with their brains...

But the secret order given to me by the Empire was espionage of Britain’s special unit. I had no clue where to look into at first. But soon after, I found that I was gettin’ myself into an atrocious matter...

Nobody would’ve guessed that it was a vampire research. Vampires lost their homes- as modernization took place during the Industrial Revolution. And the British Empire asked for cooperation in exchange for providing them a place to live. Now that I think of it, that was the template of Code Zero...

And I ended up gettin’ bitten, becoming a vampire myself... Nothing went according to plan for me.”

About the Change “Nothin’ interests me since becoming a vampire. Code Zero does pay us... but I told them to send all the money to Tomiko. 

I can live as long as I drink blood, so it’s not like I have any hobby. I don’t go watch plays like Suwa. And it’s not like we can go out to eat or grab somethin’ to drink. It’s pointless to dress up. I mean, where do we have that we can go to lookin’ fancy, right? 

So, that’s probably why vampires need a hobby or else we’ll die of boredom. I only cared of Tomiko’s happiness and nothin’ else. So, I don’t have a clue how to kill time...

Oh yeah, an ambassador taught me chess back when I was in Britain. Maybe I can be the strongest chess player if I keep playin’ it for 100 years. Kurusu... is my only choice I guess. I doubt he’s any good though.”

#mars red #yamagami tokuichi #it's really sad how much he misses his wife :(

[m-y-fandoms]

Danganronpa 1 Girls: adopting an abused child - Headcanons

Request: If it's okay, the DR1 girls with an adopted child that was previously in an intensely abusive living situation? The kid is extremely traumatized by the experience, and is very quiet, fearful and suffers frequent breakdowns and nightmares.

Part 2: Oh! Adopted abused child for DR1 girls anon here... To specify, headcanons.

Of course! A unique request. I’m gonna write this assuming they’ve had the child in their home for a while, maybe a few years, and you can headcanons the girls’ partners versus if they are single moms on your own. This will just be how the DR1 girls treat their adopted, previously abused child. - Mod Kokichi

WARNINGS: past child abuse implied/referenced. Trauma/panic attacks and anxiety

Aoi Asahina:

The queen of three things: sweets, sports, and positive attitudes.

She would definitely use these three skills/interests of hers to help the previously abused child she adopted.

First of all, she’d chosen this child in particular because she saw their profile and asked about them. Her big heart wouldn’t allow her to abandon a child that’s clearly been through a lot of suffering, especially not after her own experience in the killing game.

Despite whether or not she had a partner, she’d want kids when she was able to responsibly care for them. Also, her experience as a big sister would prepare her for kids a little better than an only child.

Sweets: having a panic attack? Here’s some home-made cookies. Bad day at school? Let’s strap on an apron and bake together tonight. Stayed up late with insomnia or nightmares? Well good news, doughnuts for breakfast the next morning!

Sports: being athletic and active herself, Hina would encourage her child to enter team sports to get better at socializing and just learn important motor skills, but she wouldn’t force them into it, knowing crowds or loud noises may overstimulate them.

Maybe she’d have them start small. Table tennis or private swimming lessons. When and if they were ever ready, soccer or lacrosse on the school’s team.

That’s not to say she wouldn’t love and appreciate a more artistically or mathematically inclined child. Sports or not, she’d find a way to use their inherent skills to better them. She’s not one to give up on the people she cares about.

Positive attitudes: slip-ups and panic attacks are nothing to get discouraged about! She would stay up all night with a child going through anxiety, assure them that this too shall pass, and use positive reinforcement.

Sakura Ogami:

Another mom who would seek out sports as a way to ease her child’s suffering.

But unlike Asahina, she’d see sports as more of a way to teach perseverance and self-discipline rather than social skills.

She would want them to learn some type of martial art. It would teach balance, strength, inner-peace, and erase self-doubt.

Plus, learning martial arts would help teach self-defense. She would never want her child to go out until the word helpless and not knowing how to defend themselves should they absolutely have to.

She would enjoy reading to her child at night, and talking at length with them about what was bothering them. She would let them cry onto her strong shoulders, and offer stoic wisdom. She’s like, super good at giving advice.

Loves them unconditionally, is fiercely protective and loyal. A very supportive and loving mother.

Shells out the cash for any and all therapy they need, physical and psychological. She doesn’t see mental illness as a weakness.

Celestia Ludenberg:

This mom, instead of teaching a child to ignore trauma and bullies - be they internalized and metaphorical or external and corporeal - would teach her child how to face their obstacles head on.

Bullies at school? Well we’ll handle that. “They won’t be a problem anymore, trust me.”

PTSD and past trauma? Well we will sit here and talk about these weaknesses until they become our strengths. “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, and you’ll be undefeatable after all you’ve been through.”

This child will be spoiled, but not in a bratty way. They will simply wear the best clothes, eat the most expensive food, and attend the best schools.

Celestia would play endless card and board games with her child to keep their mind off of darker thoughts.

“Moooom, you cheated again!”

“Oh? Did I~?”

“Yes!” A disgruntled but reluctantly amused smile.

“Well~ I think it is simply that you don’t know how to play this game yet. But one day, you will.”

Kyoko Kirigiri:

At first, it may take her a while to open up and truly be the best mother she can be.

But she understands wanting more from a parent-child relationship, and after a while of doubting herself, would buckle down and do what she needs to do.

Wouldn’t be as pushy with talking about triggering subjects, or entirely comfortable giving advice either.

But is a terrific listener/observer. She walks in after work and sees her kid crying alone in their room. They’d remembered something scary, something they didn’t want to think about, they said.

“I see...well, do you want to talk about it?” And she’d sit there by their bedside until she was sure they didn’t need her any longer.

If single: definitely has a big house, a reputable maid, a nanny, a nice car in the driveway, but still insists on personally packing her kids lunch with a little encouraging sticky note inside.

If she has a partner: can be convinced to be more involved and slowly but surely becomes more hands-on and soccer-momish, minivan and all. Sees her partner’s own parenting skills as a challenge to step it up. Kyoko has all the makings of a great mother, she just won’t let herself see it. A partner would be just the push she needs: a Watson to her Holmes.

Toko Fukawa (I watched the anime and played the three main games so if her personality changes drastically in ultra despair girls and I’m way off I apologize):

Toko knows childhood regret, trauma, nightmares. She understands feeling isolated and different. She would be a very clingy and coddling mother.

If you ever touched a hair on her child’s head, you better just execute yourself before she does.

Sure she’s not the most confident or kind person on her own, but we’ve seen how devoted to and possessive she is of people she cares about.

She’d read to her child nightly, but only what she deemed to be the best children’s literature, of course.

Would love her child more than she loved her own partner. She would feel needed, like someone depended on her for once instead of her tagging along behind someone else.

I think as she boosts her child’s confidence and social skills, her own would grow along with them.

I know she’s getting better every day at controlling her inner demons, and her other half, Syo (I watched like two hours of UDG gameplay so I know this much) but I think she’d be extra careful and determined to have full control once becoming a mother.

Sayaka Maizono:

I think she would see music as an outlet for a hurting child.

Another girl who would have hella money, so she wouldn’t hesitate to get her kid lessons from the best instructors, be they voice or instrumental lessons.

And when her child mentions feeling uncomfortable about leaving the house for unnecessary reasons, especially for going to a public, noisey studio, she would pay extra to have the instructor come to them.

To her, music heals the soul.

When they have nightmares, she’s the most likely of the girls to sing lullabies, being the most talented and confident in her singing voice.

She would definitely want to be a mother one day, but with her time-consuming job, might find adoption easier and less compromising to an idol’s “flawless” body (her manager’s opinion more than her own ugh).

She’d use her intuitive “psychic” abilities to sense when her child was having a particularly rough day, or having more depressing thoughts. I think she’d be one of the ones more suited to deep conversations and true motherly advice.

Junko Enoshima:

I honestly don’t think she’d adopt a child for any wholesome or selfless reason.

She’d adopt a child with PTSD or past trauma in order to feed off of their despair or to teach that already hurting child to hurt others.

She’d be drawn to the more chaotic and/or mentally unwell children, but it would be a mistake to let her near them.

Junko is selfish in every way and would only adopt a child to carry on her evil lineage.

It may not even go that far. She may get bored of them or decide they aren’t worthy of becoming her protege and just dispose of them like an old play thing.

(Sorry Junko stans but I’m not about to pretend she’s just a bratty, preppy rich blonde mean girl type. She’s a selfish and abusive psychopath lmao)

Mukuro Ikusaba:

Another one who probably shouldn’t be a mother.

I do feel bad for her though. Much like Korekiyo, I think their siblings both abused and manipulated them from a young age. They never learned any differently. Still she’s responsible for her bad choices in the series.

Without Junko’s influence, I believe she would be fiercely protective of a child, much like an obsessive mother bear once she retired from mercenary work for good.

But unfortunately, she’s given her life to her abusive sister.

If she had a child, they would either be neglected because she spends all of her time serving Junko or away on dangerous mercenary missions.

Or they would be trained to be an abused slave to their aunt Junko just like Mukuro is.

Junko may manipulate Mukuro into adopting a child, saying things like: “you’re more of the mommy type than me!” Or, “yeah I totally think a despair filled child would be good for you! You could teach it to like kick ass and shit!”

This of course, was all a way to get Mukuro to do all the work of actually raising the child, while Junko warped both of their minds to her cause.

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BTS Caretaker CH43

Summary: She may think she has Bangtan Sonyeondan wrapped around her fingers. She may think it is easy to love the members equally without hurting any soul. She may think the boys wont fall head over heels for her. She assumes it is okay to show a little love and affection towards the boys, what if she gets it all wrong? What if it only brings more complication to her already complicated life? Can she survive their charms? Will she be able to resist them? What if they just wont let her go?

- Pairing: BTS x Oc ( Yoongi x OC, Jungkook x OC)

- Genre: Fluff, Slight Angst, Romance, Idol!au

- Word Count: 3,043

- Author Note: Happy Musters i hope i am not too late <3 But yes i have bene busy with Musters and BTS 8th anniversary in general! i hope u guys had a blast while watching! it is day 2 today so yay!

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Chapter 43

“Can you reach her Yoongi?” Jin’s voice brought him back to reality. Slowly, he shook his head in dismay. The crease on his forehead was evident causing the older man sighed in frustration.

“I wonder where she is” Jin muttered as his eyes scanned the area diligently in hope to catch the girl between the huge crowd.

Supposedly today, Seul would be joining the team to USA for Billboard Music Awards. However, she didn’t show up even until now. The plane would take off in thirty minutes but she’s nowhere to be found. Yoongi clutched onto his phone helplessly, hoping to hear a single ring at the end of the line. Then again, he was greeted with a small beep and the usual robotic woman asking him to leave a message.

Frustrated, he stroked his hair back with a small groan. He tried for the umpteenth time to reach Seul again but to no avail.

“Hyung, maybe something come up. She’ll be alright” the leader reasoned.

“This doesn’t sound like her, Seul would never bail on me without words. Something happen to her, I can feel it” he got up, resting his forehead against the cold wall.

Namjoon heaved a heavy sigh “Maybe she needs to take care of Ahjumma?” “Impossible- her mother is in Jeju with Hoon. Something is off. I need to find her” he exclaimed with so much determination.

“You can’t do that. We need to get into that plane in few minutes. You can’t bail the award Min Yoongi for a mere girl” Manager Sejin stern voice sounded as though he’s challenging the older guy. It somewhat triggered his anger.

“That girl happened to be my girlfriend” he hissed lowly, offended by their manager’s remark.

Yoongi shot his manager a dissatisfied glare “Are you saying I should ditch my girlfriend and pretend this never happen? You got to be kidding me” he scoffed.

“Min Yoongi, she will be fine. I have asked someone back in the office to check on her, so please don’t do something stupid” he warned.

“Sejin hyung is right. Let’s not jump into conclusion first. I trust Seul” the tall guy gave his shoulder a light squish in attempt to calm piss off Yoongi. “Please, hyung.. Trust Sejin hyung’s words, Seul is okay. We’ll know what happen once we touch down. It is enough time to find Seul” Namjoon continued.

For some reason, that didn’t sound like an assurance. He couldn’t help this uneasiness inside him. “This isn’t right. I need to find her” he mumbled with a hint of desperation.

“And, they will find her. Let’s be positive for now” their manager patted his back-signalling others to get ready to board the flight.  Seeing how Yoongi make no effort to move from where he stood, Jungkook approached the man stealthily “If Seul were here she will go berserk if she finds out you are planning to ditch our schedule for her. So, trust Sejin hyung, someone will help to find her alright?”  if there’s one person would do stupid decision like Yoongi then it would be Jungkook. For now, the youngest in the group tried to reason before they ended up regretting their rash decision.

Sighing in defeat Yoongi grabbed his black leather bag and went to line up following others. There’s no way he could betray his own bandmates, his only hope lied with his company to make sure Seul was safe and sound.

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“Shall we begin?” his rough voice brought the timid girl out from her daydream. She stared at him in daze as if trying to read through him but no avail. Glancing at the clock, she chewed her lower lips feeling guilty for bailing on the boys and her job. What was she supposed to do? Amidst all the crazy things happening to her today, she couldn’t ignore the fact that this nasty old man was trying to ruin her family.

Gathering her courage, she looked straight into his eyes “You don’t expect me to agree doing this just because I am related to you. Your name is not on the paper. My birth certificate doesn’t have your name” she scowled.

He pressed his lips into a thin line, tugging a small smirk at the corner of his lips “ Yes I don’t see my name on the paper when your mother carelessly put Ji Hoon’s dad name on it. You do realize you are not related to Ji Hoon or his dad by blood, right?” he chuckled.

Seul curled her small hand into fist feeling the anger sipping inside her. If and only she could murder this man right away, she would do it in a heartbeat.

“And..” she heard him continued. “No matter how hard you try to deny me, it is a matter of a fact that I am still your father Ji Seul. I bred your mother, well technically” Seul hissed harshly.

“Don’t you dare to use those filthy words on my mother! I might be your daughter by blood but never by heart”

“Don’t flatter yourself young lady. You are not my daughter by heart either. You still need me though if you don’t want your boyfriend to suffer. I bet it won’t only hurt your boyfriend but also the whole band” he was so shameless when it was down to professing his intention in making Seul to agree on the terms he had just offer her.

Sighing deeply, she shook her head weakly “Don’t touch them, even a strand of their hair. Leave Yoongi alone” her voice turned rougher emphasizing her warning. There was no way she would allow Mr Kwon to ruin their career after all they did to get here. As selfish as it may sound, she’s willing to stay away from Yoongi and the rest of the members if that’s the best for everyone.

“Alright, now we are talking. I will keep the video for now. But if you try to back off, I will release it to those thirsty medias. I am sure they would enjoy to see the downfall of Bangtan Sonyeondan. Everyone does anyways”

Shivering in fear, she understood exactly what she meant by that. The release of the footage of Yoongi and her would shake entire country not only it could tarnish Yoongi’s image but also Bighit reputation as now they are at the peak of their success. What a perfect time to crash one’s happiness wasn’t it?

“So are we in the same boat?” he leaned forwards, rubbing his chin with a proud smug.

Hesitate with the decision that she’s about to make, Seul took a deep breath before nodding in agreement. This was the best for now, she will figure out how to get out from this mess later.

“Good” Kwon arose from his seat making his way to his secret vault holding a brown envelope before throwing it on the coffee table startling the girl. “The address to the private party and money. Use the money to buy you a dress. Doll yourself up, we don’t want the heir to the greatest billionaire in the country fall for another woman. I want you to grab his attention” he shoved his hand inside his pocket looking arrogant as always.

“How is that even possible? I am nobody!” bewildered by his demand, Seul couldn’t fathom the idea of grabbing someone’s attention with her look and status. Moreover, they’re talking about a son of a billionare.

He laughed half-heartedly “You are not nobody. You are Kwon’s and you will be surprised to see how influential I am. I don’t care how and what you do to get his attention, just do it” sipping his whiskey from the glass, he eyed the dumbfounded girl sternly.

“Will you be there tomorrow night?” she murmured under her breath.

“Yes I will be there. Make sure to not cause scene if you don’t want me to release the footage”

She cringed at the thought of the dangerous footage that he possessed. The idea of how her most personal life with Yoongi to be revealed that way to the world made her nauseous. Kwon was a freaking creep, like how was it possible to install cameras in Yoongi’s private studios just to catch a glimpse of their most private moment there.

Seul knew she screwed up big time for doing this without asking Yoongi or anyone, but like she had a choice. Yoongi was off to something big out there and nothing could top it. She wasn’t planning to ruin his moment, their moment because of her problem. Even though she wanted to go to Bang PD to seek help considering this had something to do with his artiste, who’s going to trust her? With all the evident in Kwon’s hand, he couldn’t manipulate and used it against her. Because after all, she was told that his reputation would surprise her.

“You can go now, you don’t want to be late”

‘Why am I doing this. This is not right’ she didn’t dare to take one last look at Kwon afraid that she might threw her fist around carelessly considering the amount of anger bottled up inside her was enough to trigger such violence.

Before she could push the door open, his voice once again halted his action “By the way daughter, I enjoyed the tape. Yoongi really know how to fuck. I get it why you are willing to do anything for him” Seul jaws clenched in anger upon hearing his rude remarks.

Pushing the door hastily, she stormed away before she started a nasty cat fight which might turn into murderous.

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Three hours since their plane landed. But, still nothing from Seul.

Yoongi couldn’t even sleep during their flight which worries everyone. They knew how Yoongi took things too hard on himself sometimes that could jeopardize his health in the end. Namjoon on the other hand was trying his best to talk it out with their manager, finding possible ways to exclude Yoongi from the award shows at least until he’s in the right mind.

Namjoon knew Yoongi was not irresponsible when BTS name was in line, but he also wanted a healthy work environment for his bandmate. Plus, they’re only human. Sometimes unexpected things happen, though how much they tried to endure it whilst they tried to get into their roles as BTS members, it wasn’t healthy.

If it was possible to get Yoongi back to Seoul as soon possible, that would be the best decision for everyone.  Yoongi might refuse to blow up this one chance for everyone to perform on AMA’s stage but Namjoon didn’t want him to feel remorse over his decision if something happen to Seul.

After a deep discussion he had with his managers, they finally came to a decision that if they couldn’t reach Seul until tonight, they’re sending Yoongi back to Seoul.

“I don’t agree with this idea! Whose idea is this?” his eyes widened upon hearing the news from Manager Sejin.

“It is my idea. Hyung, you know I want what’s best for you and everyone right?” Yoongi’s eyes snapped right towards the tall man who stood across him with a concern look plastered across his face.

“Kim Namjoon” he hissed. “What’s best for me is to stay here and not to hurt the band. Are you fucking serious right now? This is my life and I get to decide!” his deep voice raise one octave causing the younger members including Jin to seal their mouths tight.

It was intense considering Yoongi and Namjoon barely got caught into a serious argument these days. Namjoon pushed his glass at the bridge of his nose while emitting a deep sigh “This is important, but Seul is important too. If..if anything happen to Seul, I don’t want you to blame yourself for not be able to do at least something to find her. We promote self-love hyung, however you are yet to find a way to love yourself. Seul is part of your self-love” the young man really preached it this time without fail awing everyone in the room.

“I cant do this just because you put that idea in my mind. This is crazy” the pale man looked ten times paler ever since they reached USA three hours ago. Looking as if his soul was sucked out from his body, they couldn’t ignore the fact that Seul was part of the colours in Yoongi’s life.

Yoongi mumbled before Namjoon could even reply “I was overreacting, I am sure she’s fine like you guys said. She’ll be fine…” his voiced faded away showing his faith was shaking by the belief he projected.

“We’ll wait until tonight. If there is no news from her, we’re sending you back to Seoul Yoongi. End of discussion” Manager Sejin frowned patting the sombre man’s back making his way out the room.

Namjoon took a step closer to Yoongi, squishing his shoulder “Trust me, this is the best decision for everyone. Get some sleep hyung, you don’t look yourself. We’ll keep an eye on our phone in case we heard something from Seul” he gave him a small smile as an assurance.

He made his way weakly into his room, shutting the door behind him before throwing his tired body on bed. Yoongi knew this was unprofessional and very childish of him for letting his personal feelings got into the way, yet what else he could do? He’s too tired to deal with this shit by his own till he needed Namjoon to jump into the scene to make decision for him. Pathetic.

‘Just where on earth are you Seul? Why can’t you just say something?’ he slid his thumbs across the screen in hope to hear Seul’s voice at the end of the line. To his dismay, he was greeted by the robotic woman once again.

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“Yoong, wake up… Why are you so sleepy?” his eyes fluttered open at the sound of the familiar voice. He loved the way her fingers moved in between his hair, smoothing away all the worries inside him.

The smell of her intoxicated him ‘Just like us’ like he usually described it.

“Mmmmm.. I miss you and I am sorry that I didn’t show up” her lips pursed into a pout, fluttering his heart like she always does. “But, I promise to make it up to you okay? Don’t worry about me, I am fine” her lips move at its own accord across his soft skin.

“I miss you too” he reached out to stroke her hair, making the girl to lean her cheeks against his palm liking the warmth that she gave him.

“I am no longer scared when you are here with me” said Seul sweetly along with her bright smile.

Confused by her statement, he tilted his head in confusion “What do you mean by that babe?” she only laughed it away saying it was only a random thing coming from her mouth. Liking their close proximity, her confusing words slipped off his mind.

Seul returned to leave fluttering kiss at the corner of his eyes and ended up on his lips. He was about to move their lips together as she quickly pulled away glancing around in fear. “Babe are you okay?” he sat up, reaching for her shoulder.

Her fast reflex halted his move, as Seul arose to her feet with her tears cascaded down wetting her rosy cheeks without warn scaring the shit out of the man.

“Seul-ah what happen? Tell me!” Yoongi followed her action, and he didn’t back down, taking few steps closer to his lover. His heart ached to see how scared she appeared to be “Baby girl, tell me please” she raised her palm to stop him from coming close.

“I am sorry Yoongi. I am sorry Yoongi” that’s all she abled to say in between her sobs.

She took a step backwards before sprinting away making Yoongi restless, he tried to chase after her with all his might. The image soon fades, and darkness engulfed the area.

“SEUL!” he called out her name looking around in daze.

“JI SEUL!” Yoongi never gave up until he could find way to her again.

“Hyung. Yoongi hyung, wake up!” another familiar voice rung in his ear but this time it is not Seul. He shut his eyes together using his strength to shrug away the painful ring in his ears. He clasped his ears kneeling in pain, while his world started to spin around.

“MIN YOONGI. YAH WAKE UP!”

“HYUNG ARE YOU OKAY? HYUNG…”

 “MIN YOONG-“ panting heavily, he sat up abruptly causing Jin to stand up.  Yoongi touched his head, groaning in pain after the confusing dreams that he had. “Yah, are you alright? You’re calling for Seul’s name non-stop” Jungkook and Jin eyes were puffy from the lack of rest.

“Hyung, we’re trying to wake you up. Are you seriously okay? You are scaring us!” said the golden maknae, as he handed a glass of plain water to him which him gladly took it. Steadying his heavy breath, he drank the water and broke the silence “Seul. I dreamed of her, she looked s-cared…She seemed-“ “Yoongi hyung you need to hear this” Namjoon barged into the room cutting off his sentence.

All eyes were on the leader, and stood behind him was Jimin, Hoseok and Taehyung looking as anxious as Yoongi. “What is it?” he gulped hoping to hear something good instead of bad one. After what he experienced few minutes ago, he feared it was a sign to this news that he about to hear from Namjoon.

“It came through your voice mail. I am sorry that I go through your phone. But I wanted to make sure that I keep an eye on it while you are resting in case Seul contacted you” Namjoon voice sounded different almost like he’s hiding something big from him.

“Namjoon.. what the hell is happening?” he got up from his bed, making his way to him.

The leader pressed his lips together in fear, as he slid his thumbs across the screen.

“Y..oongi… H..elp..me..I ..am scared..Please..help me” Seul’s voice filled the room halting Yoongi’s step towards Namjoon.

“Yoon..gi..I am s..cared”

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Mystic Messenger - Little Bad Habits (Dating MC)

– Zen –

Litter. Everywhere. Not permanently, he’s not that much of a slob, he does do chores regularly and stuff. But he just ... tosses his clothes and cigarette wrappers and other things literally everywhere, and leaves it for ‘later’. 

Since he’s so anal about his health, he kinda disrupts your own eating habits by coincidence. Grocery shopping can be a challenge when he’s forbidding all desserts and snacks from the cart even though he’s not gonna be eating any of it.

He's bad with technology, so good luck trying to get him to do stuff like answering emails, or paying bills online, or even using apps like Yelp or Uber. You end up in charge of most software in the house. 

It’s sweet that he texts you with random pickup lines and pictures three times a day, but damn it I keep thinking it’s something important I’m expecting, and instead it’s just one of your bathroom selfies with a heart drawn in the fogged up mirror. 

Zen, can you not have these bad tepid takes like ‘women look better without makeup’, or ‘being the man of the house is the mark of being an adult’, or ‘those who couldn’t work for every penny they’ve had don’t deserve it’? No, Zen, let me pout you’re being an idiot right now.

– Yoosung –

AXE bodywash, AXE bodyspray, AXE shampoo. He uses it because it’s ‘manly’? But god it’s so strong and synthetic-smelling. He needs your help in moving away from this brand. 

He’s also prone to clutter, even more so than Zen. It takes a while before he stops leaving all his laundry on the floor and takes that extra step in hanging it up, or folding it into his dresser. And good luck trying to get him to wash dishes every day, rather than leaving it overnight. 

It’d be nice if you were more enthusiastic about my interests, Yoosung. You may not enjoy visiting Sephora as much as I do, but I’d appreciate it if you didn’t abandon me at the doorway to hang out at GameStop. 

He does a bunch of these little roommate mistakes like using up all the hot water, or not refilling the Brita, or always leaving the empty toilet paper roll for you. Yoosung, you gotta learn how to live with another person!!

He’ll always be prone to jealousy, which doesn’t cause a problem most days, but if you ever become a fan of some idol or celebrity, be prepared for some pouting, maybe even a cold shoulder or two. He can’t even side-eye the TV like he does catcallers or people on the street, so he’s twice as frustrated. 

– Jaehee –

She’s bad at recycling. She didn’t even do it for a long time, and only started recently. Even now, she’ll toss random plastic bits into either container, paying no mind to whether it’s recyclable or not. She won’t rise milk jugs or tin cans before throwing them away. 

Now that her hair is growing out, she sheds it everywhere. RIP the shower drain, the carpet, the furniture. The two of you gotta invest in rubber mops and lint rollers just for her hair.

She’s a very clean and organized person, except for her makeup, which all sits in a dusty old bag with old leaking bottles getting over everything, brushes and sponges she doesn’t wash, and literally every product is old and expired. And then she kisses you with her lipstick on and causes an acne breakout. 

When she settles down to watch TV while relaxing, she likes to turn her flatscreen up waaayy loud, which is fine unless you’re working on something and the noise is just so distracting. Jaehee, I’m trying to do the books on the cafe, you gotta turn Zen’s musical down!

When she gets colds, she sometimes hides it as long as she can, which makes everyone around her get colds too. She may have been able to avoid a couple of boring sick days, but now you’ve got a sore throat. Thanks, honey, I love you too. 

– Jumin –

He kept calling you in the middle of the day with full expectation that you’d answer every single time, especially during the beginning of the relationship. Jumin, I’ve got my own work. It’s okay if I miss a message or two, I’m not your employee.

He has a physical trainer, dietician, and physician regime that he follows rigorously, and he kinda expected you to do the same even if you didn’t want to. Even now, he brings up a nutrition plan once and a while, even if you are totally not interested in following a food calendar. “It’s for your health, love,” well, Jumin, my health calls for a big bowl of barbecue chips. 

He’s surprisingly clingy in bed. The two of you fall asleep in the middle of the mattress, and by morning you’re hanging on for dear life at the edge of the bed while Jumin is pushing as close to you as humanly possible. More than once you’ve been rudely awakened by falling out of bed and hitting the hard marble floor. 

Jumin, stop entering the bathroom while I’m on the toilet, or in the shower! I close the door for a reason. No it’s not like I wanna avoid you, I just wanna shit in peace

He sometimes makes plans without your input, which works for surprises, but not so much for dinner at the Galaria and he’s already downstairs waiting for you while you’re totally not ready. 

– Saeyoung –

All that Phd. Pepper has to go somewhere, and it tends to escape out of both orifices, so to speak. 

No joke, the boy is gassy. And he teases you with it, like making himself fart right when you decide to sit next to him on the couch just to hear you “EWW!!” and squirm away. You’re lucky you’re cute, 707. 

Even when his work schedule becomes more normal, he still doesn’t keep a regular schedule. He does stretches of days where he stays up until 4am, then he spends the next week sleeping 14 hours a day. It can be hard to spend time with someone who’s either dead tired when you’re awake, or super hyper when you’re about to sleep. 

He’s very particular when it comes to his cars. You can’t eat or drink in them, not even gum. You can’t put your feet anywhere except squarely in the footrests, god forbid you absentmindedly rest them against the dashboard. No picking at the leather, no scratching the carbon fiber, you can pet the soft velvet but you’re on thin ice. 

Saeyoung, can you shower more, please? You smell like old ham and your hair isn’t doing so good either. Yes, I will give you a kiss, but only if you hop in the bathtub right now. 

– Saeran –

Like his brother, his sleeping schedule is wack. He’ll spend several all-nighters and then clonk out for a long while, too tired to do anything. And not because of work, either, he just doesn’t have a good sleep schedule. 

Loves to cook, hates to clean. Leaves all the dirty dishes, pans and pots, and countertops for as long as humanly possible, which means someone else is usually the one stuck cleaning it all up. It gets better when the household arranges duties for everyone so Saeran’s in charge of meals while another cleans up afterwards, but even then it can still get dirty.

Sweats in his sleep, which is further exacerbated by some of his medication. Sleeping next to him means sticky skin and wet bedsheets. He has to wash his pajamas every other day.

You gotta hide your sweets or else Saeran’s gonna steal them. He stress-eats during his worse days, and besides that he’s just got a monster sweet tooth, so he’ll finish his entire pint of ice cream and steals yours, too. Then he finds your hidden package of gingersnap cookies and oops, there goes your snack.

He hates having his hair cut, it’s a weird sensory experience for him and he gets anxious while having to sit still for so long. He won’t go to the salon so he tries to cut it himself, which hogs up the bathroom for two hours and leaves shed hair all over the sink. Once you start helping him, he feels better about the experience.

– Jihyun –

He cannot be trusted with the laundry. He shrinks all the knitwear, keeps forgetting to clean the lint tray, and all his whites are no longer white. You gotta be in charge if you don’t want your wardrobe to end up like his. 

Jihyun, I know you grew up with money but when the toilet is clogged you don’t call the plumber, you take this plunger and try to unclog it yourself with bleach. And no, we don’t need a new refrigerator just because the light bulb burst. 

He’s surprisingly tough to sleep next to in bed. You eventually get used to it, but for a while you kept getting kicked by his long limbs, or getting punched by a flailing arm. And he drools, too, sometimes onto your hair. 

Why. Do you. Clip your nails on the bed. Ew, stop that. 

He’s prone to getting caught up in hipster food trends, like superfood phenomenons. Jihyun, you know that apricot pits are poisonous, right? I know the co-op recommended them but I gotta feel like that’s a marketing gimmick. Please don’t eat them, put those down. 

#mystic messenger #mystic messenger imagines #mysme #mysme zen #Yoosung Kim #jaehee kang #jumin han #saeyong choi #saeran choi #jihyun kim

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MEET THE JEON FAMILY !!

mr. and mrs. jeon are two of the most reputation - obsessed people in the state of maryland . neither of them were born into wealth of any kind , but yearned for the luxuries and renown that came with multiple zeros in your bank account . both parents tried a multitude of business ventures and failed many times over , more often leaving the family in even more debt than they started with . they both tried to instill these success and infamy driven values in their three children , seeing their kids as even more routes to their familial success . but when their kids were anything but perfect , it just drove a wedge in their relationship . long story short this whole family has been in their flop era since day one .

ARTHUR JEON : FATHER 

arthur has always held the kids at an arms distance , never wanting them to get to close . this was only made easier by the older man constantly playing a balancing act between the multiple jobs he would hold at once . when he was younger , he tried his hand at all kinds of odd jobs here and there , saving up enough money to marry his long term girlfriend . however , when their first child was born , both he and mrs. jeon decided that they needed a more steady income for their growing family . so , mr jeon took out a loan and decided to open a restaurant ! and you guessed it ! it failed within the first year . and that was just the start of all the bankruptcy that would follow their family for the foreseeable future . but arthur jeon is a shifty lil guy who has always been able to pull on people’s heartstrings and make a quick buck here and there when necessary . of course , having violet , one of the most naive people on earth , as a daughter was really useful for arthur . he had always been able to make violet believe anything he told her , even as she got much older . which is exactly how he manipulated his daughter into being their connection to a drug ring , ship drugs out to grayson , and keep his affairs a secret . violet also learned how to victimize herself through this man ! like , any time she would catch him doing something less than respectable , arthur would pull that “ oh i am just the worst dad ever . i have never been good to you , vv . you deserve better ” which would then put her in the situation of comforting him ,, which is when he would be like “ violet , i know you care for our family . if you tell anyone , everything as you know it will change . you wouldn’t do that right ? ” and suddenly she’s blackmailing the woman he slept with to keep their family together smh Men ..

CLARE JEON : MOTHER

clare jeon is the final boss when it comes to perfectionism ! she has been the one who has always wanted to keep up appearances so that her kids and her family were never seen as ‘ being without ’ because it would reflect poorly on her and her skills as a mother . with one new credit card after the next and money that they should have been using to pay the bank back , clare would constantly buy her kids clothes with money that they didn’t have and drive the nicest car she could afford when driving the kids to school . her standards for her kids were unreasonably high and she was not afraid to let them know when they disappointed her by simply not being the perfect image she had in her head . and unfortunately , violet lived to try and reach her mother’s impossible standards , coming up short every time . after all , the girl had a chronic case of middle kid syndrome and was frequently the butt of her mother’s internalized misogyny . even when grayson was acting up , it seemed as though clare would prefer to deal with his screw ups than give violet the time of day for her newest swim trophy . maybe that was all in violet’s head , but it still left lasting effects on her self esteem . 

GRAYSON JEON : OLDER BROTHER

( DRUGS TW ) these two were thick as thieves growing up . they were only a few years apart in age and the little girl idolized her older brother . grayson almost acted as a loving parent for violet and their younger brother , ben . with the way their parents treated all of them , grayson knew that his younger siblings needed someone to just be there for them and appreciate their accomplishments . even when grayson began getting older and getting into trouble , violet turned a blind eye to the situation , choosing instead to enjoy their time together before he would go away to college someday . however , once grayson began doing drugs more and more often , violet began to distance herself from him in order to make herself look better to their parents . she hoped that if she began to treat him like their parents did , that they would respect her for being so mature for her age ! that didn’t happen . and suddenly , grayson was leaving for an indefinitely long trip to europe . and that’s basically where their relationship went down the mf drain because then violet became her family’s liaison between the ,, shh ,, cartel and grayson away in europe , just causing his drug problems to get worse and worse instead of helping him like a sister should . all because her dad lied to her ,, again ,, and said that him staying out there is what was best for grayson and what was best for their family as a whole . but now grayson is in the elites and violet is Scared as fuck because she knows she absolutely fucked him over !! anyway !!!!!!!!

BENJAMIN “ BEN ” JEON : YOUNGER BROTHER

violet has pretty much always babied ben because he was has always been her little baby ! he has always been a lot more quiet and skittish than his older siblings . think : charlie from the perks of being a wallflower . he’s very emotional and more than a little awkward around other people . he also has that typical jeon kid mentality of wanting to impress his parents so fucking bad , but he hasn’t really grown out of it like grayson and violet have since moving out . he’s still a senior in high school and dealing with his parents’ shit every day . but now he’s alone with them , making it ten times worse . he tries to call violet almost every day , just to be able to talk to someone since he doesn’t really have friends at school . but most of the time , he can only call violet when he’s driving home from school now since their parents won’t talk to violet anymore and would probably be angry as fuck if they found out he was talking to her still . idk bro the boy just can’t wait to go to college and get out of his parents’ house . sweet , sweet kid . love u ben 

GORDON “ GOOSE ” TELLER : HONORABLE MENTION

( DRUGS TW ) okay i couldn’t NOT mention goose in violet’s family task because this man truly is like family to her . bennie covered most of it in their family task for goose , but i just gotta dive in some more from lil vi’s perspective . violet and goose probably met when she was around 12-13 ish ??? because he and grayson met at boarding school . and because goose was always kinda ,,, uh ,, iffy about his home life , grayson would invite him to come spend the summer fucking around in annapolis with him . he was very much like My Older Brother’s Best Friend in violet’s life , in the way that he would kinda pick on her and bug her but really and truly goose just reminds violet so much of some of the best summers of her childhood . she just remembers giving our gemini king a lil late bday party sometime in the middle of june . violet would probably bake a goose a strawberry cake with sprinkles all over it and some odd number of candles stuck here and there . she also remembers riding in the back of her parents’ car with goose and grayson up front , playing some music that their parents would probably kill them for listening to so loudly with the windows down . she remembers her , grayson , goose , and ben sitting on the curb outside of 7-Eleven drinking their free slurpees . god literally just so many memories i could go on and on and on . but like bennie explained in their task , violet and goose obviously did not remain very close after grayson disappeared to europe . especially since violet could pretty much assume where her older brother’s drug habits originated . she has always kind of held some sort of contempt for goose because of that . even now . she will never tell him that , but she has always wondered if things would be different if goose and grayson had never met . she and goose still got close at yale though after realizing that they are the closest thing that either of them had to family when all this blackmailer shit started . idk i just love them a lot 

#elitetasks002 #𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 / tasks .

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The Amazing James Jesse

The Flash stars in: The Amazing James Jesse

Dramatis Personae

Barry Allen, the dorky, chronically late police scientist who is secretly the Flash

Patty Spivot, Barry’s coworker, who is just as awkward as he is

Mirror Master, the larcenous Lord of the Looking Glass, alias Sam Scudder

Heat Wave, a dimwitted, loyal pyromaniac, alias Mick Rory

Captain Boomerang, the rude, crude, and socially unacceptable Australian appropriator, alias George “Digger” Harkness

The Trickster, a charming con artist with weaponized yo-yos, alias James Jesse

Script

Act I

(Enter Barry Allen and Patty Spivot, from opposite directions. Barry is on the phone, and Patty is carrying a tray full of things )

Barry: (On the phone) Don’t worry, Iris. I won’t be late, I promise. Mmm-hmm. Uh-huh. No, I didn’t forget that Bart’s going to his friend’s house. Mmm-hmm. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Yes, I remembered to water the flowers this morning. (Pause) That’s terrific, honey! I knew that article was a winner. You’re an amazing- (runs into Patty, knocking tray out of her hands and dropping his phone). Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry, Miss...um….what’s your name again? I’m sorry, I’m terrible with names. (Patty is on her knees, trying to pick up the mess. Barry joins her, and they clean up the mess as they talk.) Here, let me help you. I’m really sorry. That was my fault. I’m-

Patty: You’re Barry Allen, the chief forensic scientist of the CCPD!

Barry: Yes, I am. Actually, as far as I knew, I was their only forensic scientist. What’s your name? I know I should know it, but like my wife says, I’d probably lose my head if it wasn’t screwed on.

Patty: I’m Patty Spivot, the newest member of the forensics department. I’ve only been here for a week, so it’s not surprising you don’t know my name. I was just transferred here from Coast City.

Barry: Nice to meet you. (Stands up and helps her to her feet) Did we clean up everything?

Patty: Everything but your phone.

Barry: Oh. Right. I’ll get that. (Picks up phone) Welcome to CCPD’s forensics lab, Ms. Spivot. I promise, I’m not this much of a klutz most of the time.

Patty: Anything else I should know, Mr. Allen?

Barry: Well, I’m always late, Captain Singh’s bark is worse than his bite, Detective Chyre acts tough but is nice once you get to know him, and literally running into me is probably the most exciting thing that will happen to you in the forensics department. Central City doesn’t have much crime for such a large city, and the crimes that do happen usually don’t require much forensic examination, because the perpetrators often don’t try to hide their guilt. So before you ask, no, you probably won’t work on a Rogues case. I never have, and I know the Flash personally.

Patty: Is that why CCPD only has two forensic scientists?

Barry: Pretty much.

Patty: That would explain the fact that I was transferred to such a large city despite the fact that I don’t have a whole lot of experience.

Barry: Well, if you need help, you can just ask me. Now, if you’ll excuse me, Ms. Spivot, I should probably call my wife back before she starts to worry about me.

Patty: No problem. Good-bye, Mr. Allen.

Barry Allen: Good-bye, Ms. Spivot. It was nice to meet you. (Patty exits, Barry pulls out phone) Hello? Iris? (Pause) Yes, it’s me. I accidentally dropped my phone. What were you saying about that article again? (Pause) Oh, that’s right, it got on the front page. Congratulations, sweetheart! Mmm-hmm. Uh-huh. (Pause) No, everything’s been quiet lately. Mmm-hmm. Mmm-hmm. All right. I love you, honey. Good-bye. (Puts phone away) I really wish I hadn’t lost my super speed. It’s nice to know that Wally and Jay have my back, but I miss running around as the Flash all the time. Oh, well. I can help people as police scientist Barry Allen just as well as I did as the Flash. (Barry walks to chair, sits down, and starts mixing chemicals) Besides, now that I’m not the Flash, I can spend more time with Iris and Bart. This is good. This is fine. I am totally not upset that my nephew and my idol are better at being the Flash than I was. This is great. (Pause) Why am I talking to myself?

(Enter Patty)

Patty: Mr. Allen, the Flash is here to see you.

Barry: Which one?

Patty: I’m not sure. He’s younger than us, if that helps.

Barry: Oh. That’s Wally. Tell him I’ll be right out.

Patty: Okay, Mr. Allen. I will.

(Exit Patty)

Barry: Knowing Wally, he’s found a new favorite fast food place. But I can’t say no to seeing my favorite nephew. And who knows, maybe he has some useful information this time.

(Exit Barry)

Act II

(Mirror Master is onstage. Enter Heat Wave)

Heat Wave: Hi, there, Mirror Master! It’s good to see you!

Mirror Master: Hey, Mick. Where’s the Captain? I thought you were bringing him.

Heat Wave: Well, I was going to, but I couldn’t find him. I think they must’ve moved him to a different wing of the prison or something.

Mirror Master: Well, that’s unfortunate. Did you find anyone else?

Heat Wave: Nope. Piper tried to escape two weeks ago, but being the bleeding heart that he is, when he saw that one of his fellow-escapees was trying to kill a guard, he stopped him but got a broken arm in the process, so he won’t be out for awhile. Golden Glider and the Top are in Hawaii for the fifth anniversary of their first date, and Weather Wizard seems to have dropped off the map entirely. Nobody knows where he is.

Mirror Master: Well, that’s just dandy. I’m pretty powerful, but I don’t think we can pull off a heist with just the two of us.

(Enter Boomerang)

Boomerang: G’day, mates!

Heat Wave: Oh, that’s right! Captain Boomerang finally recovered from his broken leg! I knew I was forgetting something!

Mirror Master: Hey, Digger. Long time no see. How’s your leg? Boomerang: Never better, mate.

Heat Wave: Hi again, Digger. I’m glad that you’re feeling better.

Boomerang: Thanks. You’re a bonzer mate, Heat Wave

Heat Wave: Thanks. (To Mirror Master) That wasn’t an Australian insult, was it?

Mirror Master: No, you’re good. (To Boomerang) Why are you in such a good mood?

Boomerang: Two reasons, mate. First, I can finally fight the Flash again and prove to him that boomerangs always come back. Second, I’ve got enough coldies to get off my face.

Mirror Master: You will save that for after the heist, won’t you?

Boomerang: Of course I will. I’m a bloody professional, I am.

Mirror Master: All right. Do either of you have an idea for our heist? Because if you don’t, I was thinking that we could-

(Enter Trickster, disguised as the Flash)

Trickster: Stop in the name of the law!

Boomerang: Oh, no! It’s the Flash!

Heat Wave: You can’t show up yet! We’re not ready!

Mirror Master: Stop yelling at him and run!

Trickster: (Laughs) You should see the looks on your faces! (Takes off disguise) They’re priceless! (Laughs harder)

Heat Wave: (excited) Trickster?

Boomerang: (confused) Trickster?

Mirror Master: (annoyed) TRICK-STER!

Trickster: That’s my name, don’t wear it out!

Heat Wave: Where have you been? I haven’t seen you in months, little buddy!

Trickster: Oh, here, there, and everywhere. (Pulls out tacky souvenir) Want some memorabilia from Las Vegas?

Mirror Master: I think I’ll pass. (Pause) What were you doing in Las Vegas?

Trickster: What everyone does in Vegas: making stupid decisions that they’ll later regret!

Mirror Master: Meaning?

Trickster: I decided to use my airwalker shoes to sit on top of that big pyramid with a hundred balloons tied around my waist and while wearing bell-bottom jeans and a hot pink shirt.

Mirror Master: And you decided to do this because….

Trickster: I like attention!

Mirror Master: (Aside) Well, that much is obvious.

Boomerang: Why didn’t you take me, mate? I love Vegas!

Trickster: Because you almost died of alcohol poisoning the last time you went to Vegas, and that was kind of a downer.

Heat Wave: Did you go anywhere else, little buddy?

Trickster: As a matter of fact, I did! I went to New Orleans-Mardi Gras is fun!-and New York City and Hollywood and Chicago and Gotham and Star City and Metropolis and Coast City and Seattle and Paris!

Mirror Master: How’d you go to Paris? None of us would ever get approved for a passport.

Trickster: Paris, Kentucky . It’s got really nice people-why, I sold more shares for the Great Mississippi Bridge there than I did anywhere else.

Heat Wave: Oooh, can I buy a share, too?

Trickster: I’d love to let you, my shortness-challenged friend, but the Great Mississippi Bridge isn’t real, just my latest money-making trick. I don’t want to cheat a friend.

Heat Wave: Oh. (Pause) How’d you get so smart, little buddy?

Trickster: It’s a gift-just like my angelic cuteness.

Mirror Master: (Aside) Angelic my foot. (To Trickster) So you disappeared for six months to go on a cross-country swindling trip?

Trickster: No, I disappeared for six months to admire my country. The swindling was just an additional benefit. (Pulls out a wad of bills) Anybody want some cash?

Boomerang: Why, you little ripper! Have I ever told you that your blood’s worth bottling? ‘Cause it is, mate. Give it here. (Trickster hands him some bills) Thanks!

Trickster: No problem. Anyone else?

Heat Wave: Sure, little buddy. (Trickster gives him money) This really warms my heart.

Trickster: What are friends for? ( Pause) How about you, Sam?

Mirror Master: All right, what’s the catch?

Trickster: Oh, no catch, my suspicious friend. No catch at all. I live to outwit people, not to make money. I don’t need extra cash tying me down. (Pause) Do you want the money now?

Mirror Master: I’m good, thanks. (Pause) So, do you have an idea for a heist? Because if not, I was thinking that-

Trickster: As a matter of fact, I do! Central City’s First National Bank is receiving a new shipment of money, and I have a brilliant idea for how to steal it. I’ll create a distraction with my amazing bubble machine and my rubber chickens while you guys use the Mirror Realm to get into the vault and take the money. If the Flash shows up, he’ll be impeded by the large crowds and by my weaponized yo-yos, and even if he gets past me, he’ll still have to defeat both Captain Boomerang and Heat Wave to get to you-and since you can pick us up from just about anywhere, all we have to do is make sure that you escape with the cash. Am I brilliant, or am I brilliant?

Captain Boomerang: Sounds good to me, mate!

Heat Wave: I like it, too. You’re so smart, Trickster.

Trickster: I know. Mirror Master?

Mirror Master: (Aside) I’ll probably regret agreeing to this idea, but it’s not actually a bad plan, so I can’t really object to it. (To Trickster) It’s a sound idea. Let’s do it.

Trickster: I knew you’d like it. Now, let’s go get lunch and get ready for our heist!

(Exit all)

Act III

(Barry is onstage. Enter Patty.)

Patty: Hi, Mr. Allen.

Barry: Oh, hello again, Ms. Spivot. What do you need?

Patty: Well, normally I wouldn’t have bothered you, because I know that you’re really busy with that arson case, but I just got a really weird phone call.

Barry: What sort of weird phone call?

Patty: It was from somebody who was calling himself James Jesse. He said that you were the Flash, but that’s impossible because you said that the Flash was your nephew and…..

Barry: James Jesse?

Patty: Yeah. Kind of a strange name, I thought…..

Barry: Ms. Spivot, James Jesse is the Trickster!

Patty: But why would he be calling you?

Barry: Because I’m the Flash, too….or rather, I used to be.

Patty: What do you mean, you used to be?

Barry: A month ago, I was fighting Abra Kadabra, a malevolent magician from the 64th century, when he hit me with some sort of ray that took away my super speed. Luckily, Wally and Jay were there, too, and managed to defeat him, but I didn’t get my powers back, so I had to give up being the Flash. The Trickster doesn’t know about that, because he left Central City six months ago, so he still sees me as the Flash.

Patty: Well, what should I do? He really seems to want you to talk to him.  

Barry: (Sighs) Give me the phone. I’ll come up with something.

(Patty exits, then returns with a phone)

Patty: Here, Mr. Allen.

Barry: (Takes phone) Thank you. (To Trickster) This is Barry Allen, Trickster. What do you want? (Pause) I’d advise you not to go through with that heist if you value your liberty. (Pause) I can’t say I expected you to change your mind. Just know that the Flash will be there to stop you. Mmm-hmm. Uh-huh. Good day. (Closes phone) He’s planning a heist at the First National Bank. Tell the police that they should be ready for the Flash to deliver some Rogues to them.

Patty: I will, Mr. Allen. Gosh, this is so exciting!

(Exit Patty)

Barry: Now to call Wally. (Dials number) Wally’s Voice: (From offstage) I can’t come to the phone right now because I’m fighting aliens. Leave a message after the beep.

Barry: Okay, I’ll try Jay. (Dials number)

Jay’s Voice: (From offstage) This is Jay Garrick, the original Flash. I can’t come to the phone right now, so please leave a message.

Barry: (Closes phone and sighs) Now what am I supposed to do? Jay and Wally are both busy, and I don’t have my speed. Who’s going to stop the Trickster and his teammates now? What am I going to do? The Rogues have to be stopped, but without my speed, I don’t know if I can stop them. Of all the times for the Trickster to show up again...wait a minute! That’s it! It’s time for police scientist Barry Allen to out-trick the Trickster! (Pause) Who am I talking to?

Act IV

(Enter Trickster, Mirror Master, Heat Wave, and Boomerang. Trickster is carrying a rubber chicken, a teddy bear, and his “amazing bubble machine”)

Mirror Master: Okay, that food was legitimately delicious. Good call, Trickster.

Trickster: Why, thank you, Sam.

Heat Wave: I agree. I especially liked their ghost peppers. They’re so warm and spicy.

Boomerang: And their beer is terrific!

Mirror Master: I thought I told you not to drink until we were done with the heist!

Boomerang: It was only one tinny, Sam. It ain’t gonna hurt me.

Mirror Master: That’s what you said right before that heist where you set off the burglar alarm because you were too drunk to avoid it, too.

Boomerang: But I mean it this time!

Heat Wave: Mirror Master, he’s good at what he does. He’ll be fine.

Mirror Master: I hope you’re right, Mick. I really hope you’re right.

Trickster: Besides, I called the Flash and told him about our heist already, so it won’t matter if he sets off an alarm.

Mirror Master: You did WHAT?

Trickster: I called the Flash and told him about our heist. I told you, I like attention-and I like the Flash’s attention best of all, because he’s a real challenge!

Mirror Master: But he always beats us! How do you expect our heist to succeed if he knows that it’s going to happen ahead of time?

Trickster: Because it’s the game I love, not the money! Didn’t I already tell you that?

Boomerang: Do you have kangaroos loose in your top paddock or what? I want money, not a beating from the Flash!

Trickster: Don’t worry so much, guys. The only person who has to get in the bank is Mirror Master. It doesn’t matter what happens to us as long as he gets away.

Heat Wave: See, guys? He knows what he’s doing.

Mirror Master: Forgive me if I’m less than convinced. (Sighs) All right, let’s get to the bank. Maybe we’ll get lucky and be able to salvage some of the heist.

(Cut to Trickster standing outside the bank, shooting bubbles everywhere)  

Trickster: Bubbles bubbles bubbles! Fear my bubbles!

(Enter Barry Allen)

Barry: Hello, Trickster.

Trickster: Hi, Flash! Do you like my bubbles?

Barry: Indeed I do. They’re quite impressive.

Trickster: Really? Why, thank you!

Barry: Is there anything special about those bubbles?

Trickster: Actually, yes! The bubbles can stick to people and hold them in place.

Barry: And what else do you have?

Trickster: Ooh, I have an explosive teddy bear and a rubber chicken that sprays sleeping gas when I squeeze it.

Barry: Fascinating.

Trickster: Aren’t you going to try to stop me?

Barry: Why would I do that? Your new inventions are far too advanced for me to stop.

Trickster: Really? Well, that’s disappointing. The game isn’t fun if you won’t play.

Barry: I’m sorry to disappoint you, Trickster.

Trickster: Can’t you at least try to stop me?

Barry: Sorry. No can do.

Trickster: Please? Please? Please? Pretty please?

Barry: Don’t you want to win?

Trickster: It doesn’t count if you let me win! It’s no fun!

Barry: That’s terribly unfortunate.

Trickster: Stop that! Stop it stop it stop it!

Barry: Stop what?

Trickster: Stop not trying!

Barry: Good-bye, Trickster.

(Barry starts to leave)

Trickster: NO! If you won’t play, then I quit!

(He throws down his weapons and starts to leave)

Barry: All right, then you’re under arrest.

(Barry handcuffs Trickster)

Trickster: (Stunned) You….you tricked me!

Barry: Yes, I did. You see, I don’t have my super powers right now, so if I had fought you directly, I would have lost and you would have gotten away. Therefore, I realized that if I wanted to defeat you, I had to turn your own nature against you. You always want a challenge, so I knew that if I didn’t provide it to you, you would eventually try to leave, and I could then catch you off guard. Face it, Trickster. I just beat you at your own game.

Trickster: So you did...but since you don’t have superpowers, how are you going to stop my teammates from robbing the bank?

(Enter Boomerang, Mirror Master, and Heat Wave, all looking rather disheveled)

Barry: Well, you see, while I was on my way here to out-trick you, I managed to get ahold of Wally, and while I was distracting you, he stopped your friends.

Mirror Master: (To Trickster) I knew trusting you was a bad idea!

Boomerang: Yeah! I don’t know why I trusted you! I mean, you call yourself the bloody Trickster! And now, thanks to you, I won’t get to enjoy getting off my face!

Heat Wave: Aww, lay off the little guy. How was he supposed to know that we’d end up facing two Flashes instead of one?

Mirror Master: Because he’s supposed to be the smart one! He’s a con artist! Outsmarting people is his job! Are you telling me that it was too much for him to outsmart two people at once?

Trickster: Well, I may be a con artist, but I’m also a performer. If I don’t have an appreciative audience, I don’t see the point in going onstage.

Heat Wave: I appreciate your work.

Trickster: And I appreciate the sentiment, but you weren’t there when he showed up, so I was stuck when he refused to play along.

Boomerang: You coulda done something, mate!

Trickster: (To the audience) Some people have no appreciation for art. (To Boomerang) Done what? Attack a Flash who wouldn’t fight back? That was too easy! It would’ve been boring!

Mirror Master: More boring than going to prison?

Trickster: I like prison-in limited doses, anyhow. I love trying out my humor on new guards!

Boomerang: Well, you may be loony enough to like prison, but I hate it! I can’t get a coolie in prison! If you wanted to go to jail, you should’ve done it on your own!

Trickster: And miss the opportunity to spend time with you guys? No way! You’re way too much fun to mess with!

Heat Wave: Trickster’s right. As long as we’re together, it doesn’t matter where we are.

Mirror Master: Just stop talking. You sound like a bad Hallmark movie. (To Barry) Please, take me away already so I don’t have to deal with Mr. Small, Blonde, and Annoying anymore.

Trickster: Aww, I love you too, Sam.

Boomerang: (To Barry) And could you gag him or something? I’ve had enough of listening to his big mouth for awhile. (Aside) Cripes, I really need a tinny.

Trickster: Pot, this is the kettle calling. He wants you to stop calling him black.

Heat Wave: Yeah, Digger. If anyone has a big mouth, it’s you.

Boomerang: Why are you taking his side? He got us all arrested!

Heat Wave: Because he gave us free money when he didn’t have to, did 80% of the work for this heist, and hasn’t gotten mad that you two are yelling at him. Sure, we didn’t succeed, but we never do. It ain’t fair to get mad at him, and you blaming him for our failure really burns me up.

Boomerang: (Aside) He’s gone soft, he has! (Pause) I’m really startin’ to regret that tinny. My head’s aching something fierce.

Mirror Master: (To Barry) Can we go now?

Barry: I’m surprised that you’re so eager, but yes, we can.

(All start to exit)

Trickster: I guess you could say that this was a…. speedy defeat!

Boomerang/Mirror Master/Barry/Heat Wave: TRICK-STER!

Trickster: (“Innocently”) What? (Pause, then, to Barry) Great acting, by the way. I’m impressed.

Barry: (Confused) Um...thanks. I think.

(Exit All)

Act V

(Barry is onstage, talking on the phone)

Barry: (To Iris) Yes, I’m fine. Thanks for your concern. (Pause) Yes, Wally was great. You can definitely give him a lot of credit in your article. Mmm-hmm. Uh-huh. Yes, I’ll be home soon. Tell Bart I love him. I love you, too. Good-bye. (Puts phone away) Not a bad day’s work for a man with no superpowers, if I do say so myself.

(Enter Patty)

Patty: Are you all right? I heard you got into a fight with those awful Rogues!

Barry: I’m all right, Ms. Spivot. I’ve fought the Rogues often enough that I know how to handle them, even without super speed. But thanks for your concern. I really appreciate it.

Patty: You’re welcome, Mr. Allen.

Barry: Oh my gosh! I just realized that I’m off work now! If I don’t hurry, I’ll be late to pick up Bart! Gotta run! Bye!

(Exit Barry)

Patty: (Takes off lab coat to reveal a black leather jacket underneath, pulls hair out of bun) Ugh! Playing the good girl is hard! (Pulls out phone) Hi, Roscoe, darling! Our plan is working perfectly! Thanks to everyone thinking that we’re in Hawaii, he doesn’t even suspect that I’m not really “Patty Spivot”. (Pause) Why, thank you, Roscoe! I’m so glad you think I’m clever. After all, it’s true. And get this! Trickster called police headquarters and didn’t even suspect that I wasn’t really a novice police officer! I outsmarted the Trickster! (Pause) Oh, honeybunch, are you all right? I know you’re sick, but I didn’t think it was that bad. (Pause) Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to get your cure, too. If all goes well, I’ll be able to make you well, defeat the Flashes, and prove to Lenny that I’m as bad as he is all with one scheme! (Pause) Be careful, my little snuggle bunny. Don’t overexert yourself. I love you. Bye-bye. (Puts phone away) Central City, you’d better watch out-the Golden Glider’s on the attack! (Laughs)

#barry allen #flash rogues #dc comics #fanfic

[freewheelshippin]

FIC: “be proud”

Let me indulge in the fantasy that I got to help, just a little bit, in making one of the only ballads on this earth I like. More “utapri characters that aren’t ranmaru” content than usual, especially Ai, since this is vaguely based on their Idol Songs album! 

Content warnings include an allusion to home invasion, Ranmaru’s usual backstory things (i.e. dealing with debt), and some eating/meal scenes. 

Ranmaru was surprised to receive the package, a fairly big box from someone he never expected to get mail from. Something in the pit of his stomach half-expected it to be everything he’d sent her, unused and returned to sender. 

For a second, he thought he was right. It was a similar array of trinkets and colors as the merch she’d designed for his album, but it quickly became obvious this wasn’t his merch, but hers. Trinkets from her shop, like patches and pins, and one of those handmade prints she liked making on weird paper. Candies he didn’t recognize, some American snacks he did, a little box of something that looked homemade with a hand-scrawled label on it. At the bottom, a shirt, printed with a cleaned version of an album art draft he’d especially liked but the agency didn’t approve. Folded within it, a note, written in English on one side and clumsy Japanese on the other. 

Yo, Kurosaki! 

I know I already messaged you thanks for sending me my comp copies of everything, but I wanted to return the favor! You really didn’t have to go out of your way get it to me like that, much less pack in all the other shit you did. But I’m glad you did! It arrived on the day I got another rejection, one I was really hoping would pan out. I got back all the time I would’ve spent feeling sorry for myself and instead just wanted to try again. That’s kind of the message I got from the sound of your album, so I guess it’s appropriate! 

Honestly, even if it was tough figuring things out sometimes, I had more fun on that job than any other one I can think of. You don’t have much to apologize for, I’ve survived way worse than some grumpy e-mails from a cool client, and you actually had pretty good feedback to offer. I think the end result was pretty metal. (Or well, rock, since it’s your shit, after all.) 

If you’re cool with it, I think it’d be fun to keep sharing our work with one another, outside of just being a client and artist. Get some fresh perspectives, you know? You know where to message me if you think so, too. 

-- M 

P.S. You’re the first person to get this custom pick I got designed. Be grateful (LOL). 

Taped to it, there was a pearlescent pick, red and black with white lettering. Ranmaru took it off, careful not to tear the paper, and ran his fingers over it. It wasn’t even close to the type he’d tolerate using if he wasn’t going to finger-pluck his bass. 

He clasped it in his hand, pausing for a moment, before he let out a ‘hmph,’ equal parts amused, relieved, and a little bit giddy. 

--------- 

“...Ranmaru,” Ai said, looking at him with those big saucer eyes. Sometimes Ranmaru felt like the guy never blinked, which made his curious once-overs scarier than he’d ever admit to. 

“What,” he growled back. 

“...according to every piece of data I know about you…” he started. He already didn’t like where this was going. “Nothing would point to you being the cell phone charm type.” 

“So?!” he barked, frowning at Ai as he self-consciously stuffed his phone into his pocket. It buzzed from a message notification, as if on disastrous cue, making a plasticy noise as it rattled against the charm. “What’s your data know about the real heart of people, anyway,” he continued, crossing his arms as he leaned back in his chair. 

“It hasn’t been wrong about anything yet.” Ai tilted his head. “Why do you have a charm all of a sudden?” 

Because I saw she uses one of mine, Ranmaru answered frantically in his head, thinking back to the video chat they’d had where she showed it off. His hand was in his pocket, muffling his phone buzzing as more messages came in. He ran his fingers over the smooth pick, the subtle grooves where the letters were, the jagged hole he’d poked into it, the string that ran through it and knotted into a hole on his case.  Because she told me about how much she liked it, so I wanted to return the favor. 

“Why is this so goddamn important to you, Ai?” Ranmaru bristled. “Can’t we just get on with work already?” 

Ai stared at him a moment longer before shrugging slightly. “I’m simply curious. What would motivate you to act against your usual protocol seems interesting. But if you won’t tell me, I suppose there’s no use prying, especially when we have work to be done.” 

Ranmaru grunted back, leaning back to the table and looking over the notes. “We’re decided on what we wanna do for our duet, but we still have to decide on a direction for our solo songs on the album. Something that makes each of us stand out but doesn’t ruin the cohesiveness of the whole thing.” 

“You should do something slow,” Ai said, after a moment of thought. 

“Why should I?” Ai should know by now Ranmaru wasn’t about that sort of sound, especially when Ai already had the sad lullabies more than mastered. “Nothing about that’s very rock or wild. It won’t work with my image. Or do whatever that “gap” shit is that people like…” 

“Really?” Ai looked at him again. “Ballads are an intrinsic part of rock music, and wouldn’t it be ideal for communicating feelings that aren’t as energetic as your usual work?” 

“You should’ve just said power ballad in the first place,” Ranmaru grunted, but he had to admit it wasn’t a bad idea. “It’d work better with your usual style. And the duet, from how it’s going so far.” The biggest problem Ranmaru could think of was he couldn’t imagine what on earth he’d want to sing about in one. 

“Then it’s decided,” Ai said decisively. 

“...Oi, Ai, when did I say I agreed to this?” The kind of thing he’d rather shape into a ballad instead of his usual, urging style was a complete mystery, which Ranmaru didn’t like the idea of committing to in a partner project and on a deadline, even if it was months away. But like hell he’d admit that to someone else in Quartet Night, much less Ai, who’d just give him “logical” suggestions Ranmaru already knew he’d hate.  

“Was your reasoning not enough?” Ai tilted his head. Ranmaru met his eye. Something about the curiosity on that blank face felt less pointlessly prying this time. Now it was more like someone who just wanted to see something new. 

Ranmaru couldn’t fault him for that. And he was due to challenge himself in this way, anyways. 

“....Fine. Whatever. That means you can’t do your usual sentimental stuff. You should do something that’ll lift everyone up after the heaviness of the other songs.” 

“That sounds logical,” Ai replied. His eyes moved to Ranmaru’s pocket as it buzzed once again, but quickly turned back as they brainstormed ideas. 

-------- 

He wiped his eyes as he leaned back from the computer, surprised by how quickly and unbidden they came. He hastily tore up a strip of paper and hung it over the camera built into the laptop -- he knew it wasn’t on. This wasn’t a video call. But the idea of someone seeing him like this felt surreal and, frankly, too scary to confront right now. 

They chatted a lot more, now. It’d been about half a year since they’d started talking outside of work. It wasn’t just occasionally sharing art and music with each other anymore, either, it was a big stew of ideas, inspiration. A lot of breaking down what they liked in all the albums they shared with one another, and how they wanted to integrate all that in their work. Her siphoning gear and singing tips off of him, while she broke down expressions and visual composition to a science to help him out with modelling. And amid all that, something easygoing. Complaining about work, about weird clients, about shitty train rides, but also the nice parts of their days, too. 

He’d gotten short with her today, and she got frustrated with him. They argued -- for the first time since they’d tossed aside client-and-professional for friends-and-colleagues -- and it turned out she was as passionate a spitfire as he, assuming she got in the right mood. 

And in the middle of all that furious typing, she paused. 

M: You know, it’s kind of relieving to argue with you like this. 

Ranmaru was so startled, he forgot the point he was making. 

R: what the hell are you talking about?

M: oh, come on, we both know I’ve used diplomacy to handle your grouchiness before, and that worked fine enough then. But I just appreciate that I trust you enough to not take such a safe approach, for once, and the thing you’re most upset about is that I didn’t feel comfortable calling you out on your horseshit sooner.

Ranmaru didn’t have an answer for that as she typed on and off. He imagined if this were a verbal conversation, this would be the point where he’d just listen while she strung her thoughts together -- wordily, but getting to good enough of a point that it was worth letting her meander. 

Instead, she cut right to a point he wasn’t expecting. 

M: hey, I’m not taking back anything I said, but I probably should’ve asked sooner. Are you doing OK? You always get stuck in asshole mode for a reason. I don’t have classes to teach today, so you can bend my ear if you need to. even on voice chat, if you like, japanese or english. 

An uncomfortable wave of relief washed over him. He hadn’t told her about it, but things were the kind of stressful that pushed his stoic approach to its limits. Too many deadlines at work. Too many people there talking, too few saying anything he gave a damn about. Money was tight this month -- the debt collectors suddenly hiked up what he owed, and they’d banged down his door to “tell” him that. And another shitty argument with Camus, after he “freed” all his bananas for some ridiculous flambe parfait he just had to have for lunch on a day when Ranmaru couldn’t afford any. 

This was just how things were. Why was he upset about it now? He was beyond cursing how things had turned out for him. Making useless wishes when there wasn’t anything to do but work and survive until he didn’t have anything to lament. 

M: alright that’s a suspiciously long amount of time between messages for you when you’re riled up. are you OK? It’s fine if you’re not, and it’s fine if you don’t wanna talk to me about it, but i’m here if you want. If something’s really eating at you, that’s more important than me being mad. (for now, anyway)

It felt surreal as he leaned back to the computer and felt his fingers find the keys as he started finding the right words. 

R: it’s not a light subject R: and it’s not on you to deal with it M: LOL bro c’mon. M: I eat heavy for breakfast, and I said I’m here for you. M: lay it on me

He wiped his tears away with his sleeve. It’d been long enough since he’d cried that he didn’t even think about how it’d smudge his makeup and stain his clothes, but he didn’t especially care as he started to explain himself, the words coming out hesitantly until they coalesced into a small cascade of short, tight sentences, heavy with years of restrained sorrow he’d ignored so aggressively until now. 

--------- 

Recording Haruhana went well. Ranmaru expected it to, somewhat. Ai’s cold problem-solving could be annoying, but they never got in the way of the heart of his vocals. Their voices blended into an interesting harmony, and the acoustic guitar bridged their styles into a bittersweet sound they slipped into easily enough that recording sessions went uneventfully. 

“It does not surprise me, but.“ Ranmaru couldn’t bring himself to outright glower at Ai as they stopped recording and stepped away from the mics. “You’re very good at conjuring a strong, wistful image with your voice.” 

“Then why do you look surprised…” he grunted back, loosening and lowering the mic for whoever had it next. “...You do it well, too, but we already knew that.” 

“The heart of things you’re so obsessed with,” he said plainly. “It wouldn’t do if we couldn’t bring truth to the emotions we write about.” 

Ranmaru hadn’t given much thought to why Ai’s songs were so lamenting and sad, for the most part. He’d acknowledged they were genuine, had a tone color that suited him right, and made the fans happy. Truthfully, he’d only thought of those songs in the context of work -- Ai was a rival and a colleague he respected enough to sing with and not want to lose to, so he’d only looked at his songs from that standpoint, too. But Ranmaru realized better, now, just how good Ai was at sharing sadness that wasn’t so heavy it dragged people down with it. Wistfulness that grasped forward towards something, like a greater understanding. 

“How’s the ballad going?” 

Ranmaru clicked his tongue. “How’s your synthpop bubblegum bullshit going?” he shot back. 

“Well,” Ai replied, unfazed. “I have the chord progressions and kits mapped out.” 

“Good for you, then,” he grunted back. Great. So Ai was making good progress while Ranmaru hadn’t made any. 

“Are you struggling?” 

“Isn’t that the point of a ballad?!” Hopefully Ai couldn’t argue with that and would leave him alone from there.  

“Shouldn’t you defer to a composer or lyricist if you’re stuck?” 

Ranmaru glared at Ai. “If it’s a ballad, I should write it myself, not leave it to someone who’s just gonna put words and music I don’t mean into my mouth.” 

“Past data suggests you won’t back down about this,” Ai said smoothly, stacking the notes and papers they’d brought into the studio neatly. “I suppose I should wish you luck, in that case, and remind you this is my album, too, and it’s the fans who are most important.” 

“I know that,” Ranmaru spat, long done fussing with the mic. 

*************

R: you hate ballads, right  M: I sure do! :D  R: why  M: too slow for my tastes, sentimentality done like that isn’t my thing, don’t always feel genuine, you know   R: that’s literally every problem i have with the big project at work right now M: oh no you have to make a ballad?? Like….poppy enough for shining agency and all that? Oh boy.... R: what’s your advice to making a ballad you don’t hate, then  M: HMMMMMMMMMMMMM M: pass a kidney stone  M: WAIT RANDY COME BACK I’LL HELP FOR REAL  R: If you want to help why are you calling me randy?!  M: suffering is the root of all good ballads. I’m helping   R: can you at least remind me what the one ballad you like is  M: oh, turn on your light  M: judas priest M: it’s always judas priest  R: so why don’t you hate it R: other than it’s judas priest  M: oh, nothing big  M: my first gf just made me a mixtape and confessed with it is all M: and that was my entry point into western metal  M: sealing my fate forever as a queer metalhead and thereby forming the foundation of all my aesthetic, social, musical, and auditory sensibilities forevermore M: and some other stuff  R: oh is that all   “We are about to arrive at ____ station, please make your way to the doors if your stop is ____ station....” 

R: what’s the other stuff M: oh dw about it  M: it’s, you know, the stuff everyone brings to listening. the mushy baggage that lets ‘em connect with strangers. you know how it is

The train arrived right after that message went through, and he had to put his phone away over questioning her further. Recently, he’d felt more irritated with himself than usual. He knew he got this way when he felt he owed someone and hadn’t done his part to even the score. 

He was kind of in the same camp as she when it came to slow songs. Rock was about energy, passion, an urging sense of power, and even if he could understand why those slower songs were important, it didn’t mean they had to always resonate with him. He thought about their exchange. She dropped art into their chats a lot because, as she insisted, it helped having a musician look at her work, instead of another illustrator. And he liked her perspective for the same reason -- more personal than a fan, but more refreshing than everyone else at the agency. 

Really, it sounded like what made the ballad feel genuine was the context she could apply. It wasn’t just a song, but a personal gesture that singled her out from the millions of other people who’d hear the song and imagine it was for them. 

Ranmaru frowned as he exited the train station. The solution to his ballad problem was simple, so obvious he felt stupid for overlooking it. If he expected people to connect to his music, he had to give people something to connect to. All he had to do was what he always did -- just go for what his heart told him to. No frills, no fancy trimmings, just something he wanted to honestly express. 

He strung basslines in his head as he walked to his apartment. Let the music-making guide him, instead of demanding it follow rigid instructions. As he pushed the key into the lock, he caught the faint stain of his eyeliner on his sleeve. 

Don’t look at me … while I dry my eyes....

His stomach lurched a little, but moreso he felt his body surge with the truth of the song he wanted to write. The same rush of a surging venue, somehow, but with the kind of wistfulness and earnest desire he appreciated in Ai’s work more now. 

Tama had started to squeeze through the little crack in the door, investigating why Ranmaru had just stood there like an idiot for so long. 

“...c’mon, you little dope,” Ranmaru said softly, surprised how breathy he needed to keep his voice to get past the tightness in his chest. He squatted down, scooped the soft little creature up, and walked straight to his workspace. He did the once-over his apartment he’d gotten in recent habit of, seeing if anything had been seized by the collectors while he was gone, before depositing Tama on a cat tree where Mike was sitting. He hummed a melody that was quickly taking shape, his hands barely keeping up as he grabbed a scrap of paper, scrawling notes as fast as his hands would let him. 

*******************

Reiji looked up at Ranmaru in disbelief. Ranmaru scowled back. 

“If you don’t want it,” he growled, reaching for the box he’d put in front of Reiji. “I’ll fucking take it back.” 

“No! No no no, Ranran, I’m so grateful!” Reiji exclaimed, scrambling to slide it out of Ranmaru’s reach. 

“Humph! If I didn’t know of your peasant tastes,” Camus started from across the table. “I’d just tell you you’re better off skipping this slop.” 

“Oi!” Ranmaru pointed a spoon threateningly at Camus. “You don’t have to eat, asshole! You still owe me for ruining my bananas, and as far as I’m concerned this just means you owe me another meal!” 

“You think your pauper’s tongue deserves the fineries I’d select, I see,” Camus said challengingly, tilting his head and crossing his legs. Ranmaru was a hair trigger away from just throwing the box with Camus’s portion right at him. Maybe it’d ruin that stupid suit and he’d learn to shut up. 

“He-heeeey, Ranran, everything smells super good….I’m so excited to dig right in, but are those sauces I see?” Reiji interrupted. Ranmaru clenched his fist around the spoon as he turned his glower towards him.

He slammed the spoon down in front of Reiji. “Which sauce do you want, the spicy chili one or ketchup,” he managed through gritted teeth. 

“O- ohhh, wow! So gourmet! We have options!” Reiji cheered, in that singsongy way he did when he was trying to smooth over disasters. “Ranran, I knew you could cook, but I never knew you were so talented! I wonder what’s in ---” Ranmaru was losing his patience, and he grabbed the bottle of homemade chili sauce, hovering it above Reiji’s portion. The bottle sputtered as the air escaped, and Ranmaru’s grip threatened to explode the whole thing right then and there. “ -- I’ll have just a little bit of the spicy one, haha…” 

Ranmaru held his gaze a moment more before he focused back on the food, squeezing a reasonable amount onto Reiji’s portion. He opened the box with Camus’s, already dressed with a mountain of sweet chili sauce, stabbed the spoon into it, and slid it over. 

“Is this omurice?” Ai asked. Ranmaru handed him his own box.

“Is the rice in the omelet?” he grunted. “It’s just a stuffed omelet you eat with rice.” 

“Mm-mm! So good! I’ve never had spices quite like these! Is this a secret specialty dish you’ve been hoarding to yourself?” 

Ranmaru, at this point, just wanted to sit down and eat. “No,” he grumbled, hoping they’d get the picture. 

“I can’t recognize this preparation against any recipe I know of. Did you make it up yourself?” 

“It’s one from a friend, alright? She sent me a bunch of chilis and herbs and I had to make something to use them all up. If you don’t like it, then you don’t have to eat it. Stop asking questions and let me eat!” 

They ate quietly for a while, much to Ranmaru’s relief. Camus, of all people, was the one to end the silence. 

“Kurosaki,” he said, taking an odd tone for a conversation with Ranmaru. “....You will share the recipe for this sauce immediately,” he said, an odd hush to his voice. 

“And what if I don’t,” Ranmaru sneered back, feeling just a little smug. “You gonna pass out from a sugar crash and finally give me some peace?” 

Before Camus finished his reply, Ranmaru took a bottle from his bag and tossed it at Camus, who disappointingly kept his composure through the surprise. “Maybe you’ll learn to eat some meat, now that you’ve got a way to slather it in sugar.” 

The rest of Quartet Night all stopped again in surprise, the same way they did when Ranmaru said he’d made them all lunch for today. Their eyes burned on Ranmaru as he went back to his meal, and he tried very, very hard to not let it bother him. 

“...Ranran, you’ve been acting different lately. Did you--” 

“No,” he growled. “Whatever you think it is, no.” 

****************************** 

M: oh dang M: wow dude M: i really don’t know what to say 

Ranmaru stared at his phone in the dark, waiting as feedback from the other side of the world came in. 

M: you fucking nailed it. I don’t know how you did it, like a week ago this wasn’t anything. M: now it’s a whole new side of you i don’t think your discography’s shown off yet  M: the fans are gonna go apeshit 

The rest of the song came to him in the kind of exciting, passionate fervor where his hands couldn’t keep up with the ideas. The melody followed the bassline very naturally, peppered in by flashes of lyrics that slowly built and reorganized themselves. And from there, more instrumentation became evident. What he had now was just enough to make the soul of the song clear, finished late tonight in the studio. 

Already his head was filled with what more he could add, but they blended into blur of ideas he was too tired to separate. 

M: can I confess something? I mean, i don’t know why I’m asking, you’re probably already asleep  M: what you have here already made me cry a little bit  M: i don’t know what you did, but you made a ballad that works so well. It really feels personal and so full of the soul everyone loves you for, but there’s something really sad and kind in there that makes my heart squeeze.  M: and that’s even in the lyrics! (what i can understand of them, anyway haha) but you know how saccharine I find ballad lyrics most of the time!!!   M: then again, it is you. I don’t think there’s anything you could ever make that would feel disingenuous lmao  M: is it too late to ask if i can illustrate this album too....would Ai and the agency let me do that…. M: i can draw something that’s soft and rock as shit!!!!  M: anyways M: you’re probably dead asleep but just know this: good work, dude.  M: it really felt like you were saying something very heartfelt, even in this rough cut, and i think how personal that voice is is gonna make everyone feel such a feeling.  M: it sure made me feel one!

He locked his phone, tearing himself away from the slow stream of messages coming in. He laid on his back, phone facedown in the blanket, as he stared up into the dark swallowing the room back up again. Every part of his body felt like it was on fire, burning to get back into the studio. 

The lyrics weren’t complete yet. He wasn’t the poetic type, so it’s not as if he’d let himself overthink his words and lose their heart in too many revisions, but there were still blanks. The phrase that’d pull it all together, the words that summarized the message of the song, they still weren’t there, but he could feel himself getting closer. 

It was about paying an unspoken debt, and it was about shame, but above all, it was about pride. In himself, for letting himself reach this point, and in someone else. That was the sort of connection he could sing himself to tears with, whether on the stage, the studio, or the clean, edited album, and for that, he was proud. 

#iron maiden & rocka rolla #scribblings #it's been a while since i procrastinated shit i had to do with furious fic writing #and i've been some kind of feral lately over Be Proud like the song #so i guess this is where we're at lads

[nthngbxtfanfics]

Not her - Jooheon scenario

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | FINAL

After the little argument between me an Jooheon, both of us concluded that we both didn’t reacted in a very good way and we agreed to act as if that argument never happened in the first place. Since then we both went back to our normal routines of life, him being a busy Idol and me being a normal student and part timer at a cafe. Despite Jooheon having a girlfriend, we both met as regularly as possible. Those meetings were alright like there’s no difference. Well I don’t like to lie and say that completely everything is just like before. The only difference is him and his phone.

His phone is laying constantly beside him, screen up. In the past his phone was either upside down, screen facing downwards or kept completely away. Mostly I don’t give a damn about how he lays his phone or where he puts it. My major problem with it is his girlfriend who is constantly asking him where he is, what he’s doing and with whom he is. She tells him to meet her whenever she finds out that I’m in his presence. Sure, if I’d be his girlfriend I’d also be mad when he’s around other women. But my second problem with her is the fact, that I really can’t stand her. At the beginning I really tried my best to get to know her. I know it’s important for my Honey that his Girlfriend and Best Friend would get along together. But this Woman told me right into my face that I should F**k off and leave her and him alone. She’s really rude towards me whenever we are alone. When the other members are around, she’ s acting extremely nice. But the worst thing about her, is that she talks bad about him, behind his back.

I went out with some of my friends from college, after our hunger was grabbing our attention, we decided to grab some food. I saw this woman with someone else, another men who was not her actual ‘boyfriend’. I wanted to sit far away from her, but one of my friends insisted to stay a little close, just to spy on her. I’m happy my friends know about the whole situation, or else I would’ve gone mad crazy if I woudn’t have told anyone in the first place. And then I heard Jooheons name thrown into the room. She made fun of him, like how naive he is and how his Aegyo makes him look completely stupid. I know his Aegyo can be annoying and cringey, but she talked about it as if it’s the worst and most disgusting thing in the world. She also claimed that she wanted a real man and not a big baby like him, she then continued and finished her rant with “It doesn’t matter anyway he’s an Idol, when our relationship becomes public. I can become an actress and can dump him right away. And we can be together afterwards. Until now, I can spend his money without worry.” Those words brought so much anger into my system, I was ready to jump on that stupid woman and punch her right across the face.

But my only option was, so I wouldn’t get a restriction order or go to jail, was to talk to Jooheon about it. I tried it and failed, he thought I was just jealous because he was spending more time with her and not me. I gave up after a while, excepting the fact he won’t believe me until he sees everything with his own eyes.

Now I’m here sitting with my personal psychologist Mr Yoo Kihyun. Who actually sided my side after he saw the true face of the snake. He understood my concerns and could relate perfectly.

“How was your meeting with Jooheon?” Kihyun made us both a cup of tea and sat down in front of me.

“The same procedure as always, me talking to a wall and him staring at his stupid phone grinning like a clown and leaving after 15 minutes.” I stated bluntly, not really looking in Kihyuns direction, rather into some random corner in the kitchen. Kihyun sipped on his tea humming in response.

“As bad as always.” cleared Kihyun.

“True, sadly we haven’t been meeting up that often anymore. I guess his snake wants more of him now.” my attention now on the hot tea.

“Jooheon has been on his phone throughout dance practice or left sneakily with the snake. The other members got really mad at him and nagged him about it. She visits us quit often and tries to flirt with the others, when Jooheon is not around.” Kihyun gave me daily updates about their schedules when the snake comes around.

A little gossip won’t hurt right?

“Are you talking about snake again?” The voice made itself clear, when Hoseok entered the Kitchen after his workout. He grabbed a bottle of cold water and his protein mix. Hoseok wasn’t a fan of Jooheons Girlfriend just like me and Kihyun. The other members weren’t on a good level with her either. All of them disliked her since they saw how she’s been playing and manipulating Jooheon. They acted as if they would like her, only for their rapper. Except for my honest ass, who couldn’t hold back her displeased attitude. When she bit I bit back. When she barks, I bark back. Simple.

And Jooheon is ~sorry but, he’s too stupid to see anything past his love-bubble.

“Who else?” Kihyun couldn’t hold back his sarcasm and took another sip of his tea.

“Have you told Y/N what happened at today's dance practice?” Hoseok sat down beside me, protein-shake in his hand shaking it.

“I was about to tell her when you walked in.”

“What happened today?” I questioned, my eyes switching between both men. Hoseok drank a bit of his shake.

“Well, she visited Jooheon and normally when you come over you bring food for all of us right? -” I nodded and Hoseok continued.

“She bought nothing, Jooheon whined like a baby, threw his aegyo over her and asked her why she didn’t bought something for us to eat. And stated that you always do that. She whined and said she didn’t had time to get something and rushed to him after work. Only to see him as fast as she could. Well that’s what she said. Jooheon became soft and forgave her. And was lovey-dovey with her until they left to have some ‘private-time’.”

“Ok she forgot food and what’s so bad about it? I forgot it sometimes too.” I clarified and stated that it’s not extremely bad when you forget to bring them something. These boys could get so needy when it’s about food, they should chill at some point. I know that they’re busy but others are busy too.

“When you forget it, you go and get us something without blinking twice. This woman actually, she whined that she’s too tired to go and get something and then claimed, she should take a break. She also said that she’s hungry and wants to eat. She requested from Jooheon, that he should go and get her something. Wanna know what he did?”

“He went didn’t he?” I continued.

“He did.“ I rolled my eyes as far into my head as I could. This boy is too naive and oblivious.

“Did he went alone?” I asked.

“No Changkyun went with him, against his will.” stated Kihyun.

“The worst thing was, that the moment Jooheon left the room. She started to cling onto Shownu-hyung again. Until he came back. Luckily, Hyung ignored her and kindly rejected her.” Hoseok wasn’t done with his gossip and continued.

I never saw Hoseok getting so worked up over a person. I mean he is one of the most sweetest person in the world. He’s a bunny after all. He would never talk bad about a person, only if they are the most toxic and disgusting people in the world, who deserve no respect. As he ranted, his voice got more stern and frustrated, it surprised me that he didn’t started to get louder.

“At least she didn’t cling onto you anymore.” Kihyun finished his cup of tea and made himself a new one.

“Do you think I’m not relieved myself? My biggest wish is, that she would leave us all alone. It’s so stressful with her.” Hoseok got more frustrated and drank more of his mix.

“Hoseok-oppa, please don’t work up yourself too much. She’s not worth it.” I laid my hand between Hoseoks shoulder blades and rubbed the spot underneath my palm. Trying to fix the tension in his back.

“Y/N-ah, when will you actually visit us at practice again? It’s been lonely without your visits.” Kihyun sat back down after making his cup of tea.

“I don’t know, I just wanna avoid meeting her. And I can’t read her mind and tell when she’s coming over. “ I kept my hand on Hoseoks back, letting it rest there for a while.

“Sad. Y/N-ssi, would you like to work out together, maybe tomorrow?” I looked at Hoseok after he stated his request.

“Sure, why not? Maybe I’m able to ease my mind from the stress that I have lately. I couldn’t bring up myself to work out.” out of reflex, I rubbed my palm against Hoseoks back again, looking straight into his eyes. They lightened up and his lips formed a smile.

“That’s great, Tomorrow? Changkyun wanted to join us anyway, should I ask him?” I nodded and let out a humming sound. Right then, Hosoek stood up to search for the Maknae.

“I’ll go ask him ok?” I nodded again, we both exchanged smiles before he left the kitchen and left me with Kihyun alone.

“We have to find a way to get rid of Jooheons Girlfriend, the longer they are together, the more Jooheon becomes a mindless slave. And maybe ends up in a scandal.” Kihyun was as concerned as me about Jooheon.

Kihyun and I spend the rest of the time talking about random things, not wasting any more braincells. By the time, Hosoek rejoined us in the kitchen. We talked and laughed together until it was time to make dinner.

Dinner was done fast and the rest of the boys except for Jooheon, went straight to eat, not questioning where he was. I sat together with them to enjoy the meal Kiyhun and I prepared. We all chatted a little, before we actually headed directly into the food. Shownu already stuffed his face, when the meal hit the table. We all were in our own world not noticing the missing male entering the dorm.

“Oh Dinner is done, come here Jagya ~ sit down. Hyung move a little so we can both sit down.” The moment I heard Jooheons voice, my head snapped right to his direction. Out of habit, I was about to offer him to sit next to me. But a stinging pain in my chest stopped me from it, after I saw a person I definitely was not ready to meet again.

“Jooheon, go get yourself and your guest a chair.” Kiyhun demanded that Jooheon should do something, since he came late for dinner.

“Hyung, that’s my guest, I should accompany her, why don’t you get a chair? Y/N-ah! Would you bring two chairs? Thank you!” Jooheon sat down taking two chairs that stood beside them. I said nothing and just did what I was told, if I’d opened my mouth, nothing good would come out. Yet I couldn’t hold back my unpleased expression, because of that I'm never going to play poker. I’m too easy to read. As I turned around to make my way to get the chairs. I heard someone standing up.

“Wait Y/N I’ll help you.” Shownu rounded the table and followed me.

“You don’t have to do that.” I assured him, but I was still thankful that I didn’t have to get the furniture by myself.

“Don’t worry Y/N, I just took this opportunity to get away from them. She got too close to my liking.” I could clearly hear the discomfort in his voice. Slightly becoming worried about the leader.

“I don’t know how to handle this situation, she always tries to come closer. Especially when I inform her to give me space or when I reject her approaches.” Another man frustrated by this woman. I sighed.

How I could I help you?

“I don’t know either, Jooheon is clearly too oblivious. It seems like he doesn’t want to see all the struggles you have with her.“ We reached the room and grabbed the two chairs.

“We have our fault too, we don’t tell him what we feel about his girlfriend. He seems too happy with her and we don’t want to ruin it. You know?” Shownu was right. No one could tell Jooheon that they disliked his girlfriend, they love him too much and they don’t want him to see him hurt. I actually came to my own conclusion to accept the situation, only for Jooheon.

Shownu and I returned to the others and sat down. Shownu actually stayed next to me, to avoid sitting next to Jooheons Girlfriend. The only inconvenience was that she sat right in front of us, across the table.

The dinner went pretty good, we were chatting a little, taking our time and enjoying the moment. In the corner of my eye I noticed that Jooheon kept whispering something into his Girlfriends ear. My eyes landed on her plate, it was empty. She wasn’t eating, Changkyun noticed my stare and talked for me.

“Hyejin-ssi, why aren’t you eating?”

“Oh I’m just not really hungry at the moment.”

Changkyuns eyebrows formed a frown and turned back to his plate and then at mine.

“Y/N-ssi here, eat some. Have you tried that Kimchi? My Mom made that for us.” The Maknae laid a small portion of Kimchi onto my plate, grabbed another dish and laid more on the same spot.

“Try these two together and your tastebuds will thank me.” I chuckled, I took my chopsticks into my hand and digged in until -

“I think you shouldn’t eat that, that looks too greasy and unappetizing”

That snake really got the nerve to criticize my babys creation !

I took a deep breath, letting it slide away. I forced a fake smile towards her.

“Thank you Changkyun!” I turned my face towards the man beside Minhyuk and shoved the combination into my mouth. Ignoring the disgusted face of the woman in front of me.

My eyes widened at the taste, a moan vibrating in my throat. My eyes laid on Changkyuns satisfied and bright smile.

“See? Where’s my praise?”

“My tastebuds are pleased!” I praised the Maknae, while chewing the content in my mouth, covered by my hand. Me and Changykun exchanged a fist-bump across the table.

“Y/N-ssi, try these too.” Shownu handed me another combination, I excepted it with a warm heart, thankful for their gestures. After finishing Changkyuns creation, I opened my mouth to let Shownu feed me. The bite too big, I had to throw back my head to let the piece slip into my mouth.

Another explosion of flavors, occurred on my tongue. This time a bit too hot, I breathed through my process of chewing. Letting cold air enter through my lips, to cool it off. All men were amused by my attempt of eating without spilling food out of the corner of my lips. When I had enough room in my mouth, to be able to talk, I opened my lips but shut them immediately after opening.

“Ew, don’t you have manners?” The womans face showed no mercy in holding back her emotions of disgust. I swallowed the rest in my mouth hard. Looking her dead in the eye. My heart was racing, I was mad, never did I build up a desire to spit into someones face. Shownu quickly noticed my anger and placed his hand over mine. I looked at him, speaking with my face.

Have you heard that?

He looked at me, daring not to say anything wrong, something I’ll regret later.

“Well excuse me miss, in future I’ll behave more decent and look after my table manners.” I flashed her yet another fake smile. When I got a weird look as response, I turned my attention to my plate, not feeling hungry anymore.

After we finished eating dinner, we stayed at the table talking about random stuff. I felt Shownu tugging a little on the hem of my shirt, asking for my attention. I gladly turned to him escaping the heated discussion between the Maknae line. His face getting closer to mine, avoiding to attract unwanted attention.

“I know you’re still mad but I need your help. I don’t know what to do” He looked sneakily down under the table, I leaned back to have a better view. She was brushing her feet against Shownus legs. My gaze landed on her, she looked innocent on the surface. But underneath that table, she’s a (enter swear word or anything that is insulting). She lifted her leg, her feet brushing against Shownus knees. She was reaching for his sensitive spot. I slapped her leg away, before she could reach higher than his knees. She snapped her head towards our direction, we avoided her gaze, looking in two completely different directions. I noticed Jooheons gaze, in the corner of my eyes. He saw my action, a confused frown plastered his face. His girlfriend reached to him, whispering something in his ear. His frown getting deeper, his eyes displeased by my sight.

I ignored him, turning my attention back to the conversation between the males next to me. Shownu leaned onto my back, his chin on my shoulder, trying to hear more of the conversation. I didn’t mind him, but someone else did. Shownu was too close for his liking, anger filled his chest, suddenly mad at me.

“How can people come up with those kind of things?” and after Minhyuks remark, our topic changed yet again from the new scarf Minhyuk bought his puppy, to Hoseoks new found Smoothie mix, to a comparison between my and Changkyuns butt. It then switched to one of  Jooheons cats throwing up into Hyungwons sneaker. Here we are now talking about kinks.

“Hyung don’t you have some type of kink too? Don’t you have something that turns you on unintentionally? “ asked Changkyun to attack his older friend.

“I don’t think so.” Minhyuk laughed a bit irritated at the Maknae. I was too irritated by the sudden changes of topics, that my mind went completely blank. No input, no information, all gone after one stupid statement. At this point I couldn’t follow the conversation.

“Y/N-ssi. Tell us what turns you on. What body part makes you - ”

“Yah Maknae! Don’t ask Y/N something like that!” Jooheon snapped and told Changkyun to back off, clearly not amused by that topic. His ears turned red, his breathing heavy, he looks like as if he’s embarrassed or really uncomfortable as if someone asked him that question.

“Jooheon, don’t get so feisty now, it’s just for fun.” Hoseok tried to ease the tension, that has been building up because of Jooheons outburst.

“I don’t think that this is supposed to be fun. Look at her, she’s clearly uncomfortable because of that.” Jooheon pointed at me, the others followed his hand that pointed towards me. My eyes widened, I straighten myself, clearing my throat.

“Jooheon, it’s really no big deal though.-” my face relaxed after I processed the situation and kept calm.

“And it’s not like I can’t answer for myself. Yes I do have some kind of thing that turns me on. It’s a muscular back, really well structured and strong.” I finished and turned to the others away from Jooheon. I saw Changkyun smiling, he then turned to Minhyuk and slapped his arm.

“I thought you like thighs?” Jooheon responded to my answer a little confused, but still mad.

“That too Jooheon.” He grabbed my attention and I let out a chuckle after seeing his confused face. He clearly wasn’t himself tonight, he was too moody and has too many mood changes in a few hours.

“So I that means Hoseok-hyung would be a perfect match for you, right?” Hyungwon laughed a little after his suggestion followed by chuckles of five other men.

“No he wouldn’t, he’s too muscular for her.” Jooheon now joined the conversation and argued with his other members. While his girlfriend was clearly mad at the attention I was getting from all the men in this room.

“Oh sorry, I forgot. Kihyun is her partner in crime.”

“Stop that’s not what I meant.” Jooheon amused us all. He’s too easy too tease, an easy target for amazing reactions. I tried to keep my chuckle low, but unfortunately, Jooheon saw my amusement and glared at my figure.

“Don’t you wanna say something Y/N-ssi?” he asked me and I shook my head in response. We all kept making fun of Jooheon, like old times. Forgetting that one person at the table.

She was furious, mad and jealous. She hated the moment, our interactions. Especially one person, the person who could ruin all her plans, the person who she needs to destroy, to ruin. The person who is everything to Jooheon, the person he loves the most.

This person was me.

#monsta x #monsta x sceario #monsta x scenario #monsta x imagine #monsta x imagines #monsta x reactions #monsta x reaction #jooheon #lee jooheon #jooheon scenario #jooheon scenarios #shownu #wonho #minhyuk #kihyun #hyungwon #changkyun #monsta x scenarios

[warmau]

{Special} College!AU Hyunjin

*this post was commissioned | master list here | commission info here 

major: history / concentration in east asia

minor: archaeology 

sports: tried out for baseball, but gave it up to do a study abroad in japan

clubs: sometimes he gets dragged into dance club by woojin and bang chan, won’t tell anyone but has a membership to the seoul museum of history and goes on tours by himself often

hyunjin is everyone’s favorite person. there isn’t any other way to put it.

he has a magical, calming charm that finds is way even into the coldest of hearts

professors who are known to be harshly critical just can’t seem to find anything cruel to say even if he does make a mistake

because like,,,,,,,,,,have you seen him?

he puts absolutely no effort into looking good - it just comes naturally

and like ,,,, things as mundane as putting on glasses or a face mask just seem to somehow up his charm?

like he came into the library to meet up with felix and changbin once

wearing his usual jeans, t-shirt, but with a pair of glasses his mom had just sent as a present

and changbin (over dramatically) went 

“woah. +100 heart attack hyunjin!”

and hyunjin was like huh?? and changbin pretended to be shot through the heart as felix rolled his eyes and said

“changbin has a thing for glasses”

hyunjin without missing a beat: yeets the glasses all the way across the room

has been propositioned by fashion students for photoshoots multiple times - and by fine arts students a dozen more

he doesn’t get it

like he’ll look at his face in the mirror and call out to his roommate, seungmin, and be like

“i just look normal?”

seungmin flipping through his magazine, “if normal was what you looked like - this world be populated by demigods hyunjin.”

you can always catch him eating before class 

like he’ll snack on anything - especially early in the morning

seungmin wakes up and hyunjin is already sitting on his bed surrounded by wrappers, recopying notes from yesterday and seungmin is like where did you get those

“the store”

“it’s 6:30 am”

“7-11 works 24 hours”

hyunjin walking into the store, piling his hands up with snacks, dumping them on the counter and then looking at the cashier

who is just awestruck because ,,,,,,,,,,, i- is he an idol??!??!!?!?

chose to study history because he likes traveling and study abroads always excite him

the only hiccup is that he isn’t great at languages so he sometimes resorts to just the ‘smile and nod’ 

and really like ,,,,,, it works for him ,,,,,,, that face ,,,,,,,, he could probably get away with murder at this point

when he was in japan he brought back gifts for everyone ,,,,,,,, but it was just the same shiba inu plushie 

and he was like puppy ^___^ and bang chan was like it’s cute! and changbin was like i thought i was someone special to you bro,,,,,but i just get what everyone else gets huh,,,,,,

(not true - jeongin, a high school senior who sometimes hangout with the group got lots and lots of candy)

(hyunjin has a soft spot)

but yeah, he just enjoys being in new places and discovering new things and much to everyone’s surprise

he prefers being alone too, like he doesn’t think you have to go with someone else to have fun - you can make your own fun!

that is until he ends up lost in europe. again. 

some people mistake his wanderlust for arrogance sometimes but they’re just idiots

because hyunjin is the sweetest - even if he’s in another country for school and seungmin calls with a problem or jeongin needs help with his homework

like 

hyunjin doesn’t care, he’ll drop that money on a vpn, and always be there for his friends

took up archaeology as a minor after he did a workshop at the museum and found out it was really fun

jeongin: so do you like dig for dinosaur bones???

hyunjin: that’s more on the paleontology side-

jeongin, ignoring him: do you think id be a trex? i feel like id be a pterodactyl

hyunjin: ..........................

hyunjin: you’re too cute to be a dinosaur, seungmin on the other hand-

seungmin appearing out of nowhere: what did you say

but yeah he’s a sweetheart when it comes down to it, even though he can look a little intimidating

simply because his face. is. like. that. 

you don’t go to the same university as hyunjin, actually you don’t even really know who he is 

until you start tutoring an energetic high school senior named jeongin for his upcoming college entrance exam

“i can’t even say that” 

jeongin mutters, huffing as you give him a small shake of your head

“it’s cavalieri. cavalieri’s principal - you learn it before you start calculus-”

“will you be angry if i tell you i can’t remember what i learned last week?”

you don’t want to sigh outloud - mostly because you don’t want to upset jeongin - so you hold it together as best you can

“that’s ok, ill explain it again?”

he cheers, and you secretly hope some of that happiness can be poured into studying 

just because jeongin is sweet and you do want him to pass his exams, but also because this is the third time this week you’ve tried getting him to understand this

as you start from the beginning of the problem, you hear footsteps padding up behind you 

you scoot your chair, assuming someones just trying to get past you in the library

but the noise stops and suddenly a pair of hands wraps themselves around jeongin’s shoulder

“ah!” he exclaims, turning his head and scrunching up his nose, “hyunjin!”

you look up and see an older boy, his hair covered in a black baseball cap and round glasses threatening to slip off his nose

“so you weren’t lying, you are being a good boy and studying?”

jeongin puffs his cheeks out

“when have i ever lied?”

“um,,,,”

you don’t mean to cut in - but you and jeongin only have half an hour left before you have to finish his tutoring

the sound grabs the mystery boys attention as he gives jeongin’s hair a ruffle 

his eyes meet yours and instead of the usual audible gasp or blush that he’s accustomed to seeing on everyones face

you just stare

“so-sorry, did i interrupt?”

you’re far too worried about jeongin’s inability to do math then to notice just how strikingly handsome this guy is

jeongin shoos him off and you don’t pay much attention as you turn back to the textbook

“ok, so - if two regions of a plane are-”

jeongin listens, trying hard to keep up with you 

the boy from before doesn’t leave the library, he just hangs back and waits around till he sees you waving and jeongin bounding over to him with his bag over his shoulder

“are you buying me snacks?!?”

he sings and hyunjin gives him half a grin

“sure. by the way - whats your tutors name?”

you see jeongin three times a week to study - each time you sort of have to backtrack through what he can can’t remember 

but he’s adorable and always brimming with energy so it isn’t all that bad

the only thing that changes is that someone starts picking him up from the library everyday

“that’s hyunjin, he goes to the university i want to get into!”

jeongin explains, eyes sparkling a little 

you nod, “what’s he majoring in?”

“history! so ,,,,,, i can’t really ask him for help with math ,,,,,,,”

you let out a knowing sound and lug the textbook out of your bag

jeongin groans, like he always does upon seeing it, but gets his notebook out and ready

this time - as the hour draws to a finish, hyunjin slips into the seat across from you and jeongin

just as jeongin finishes a problem and you scan over his solution, lip between your teeth in concentration.

“did i get it right?!”

he jumps a little in his seat

“they just looked at the paper jeongin.”

hyunjin chimes in and you give a little shake of your head

“it was a good start, but see here - the formula is wrong.”

you lean in closer to jeongin and show him where the mistake is

“ahhh it’s so hard!”

he grips the sides of his head and takes the paper from you as he tries to solve it again

as jeongin works, you catch hyunjin looking at you from the side

not to be rude - you strike up a bit of a conversation

“jeongin told me you major in history, what’s your concentration?”

he seems flustered, suddenly drumming his fingers against the table

“i mostly focus on ancient asia,,,and i like archaeology,,,,”

“oh! ive never meet someone in archaeology!”

you turn your body and hyunjin feels warm with all your attention on him so suddenly

“have you done any excavations?”

“i did,,,last time when i was in japan-”

somehow you and hyunjin get a little lost in the moment

you’re immersed in his stories from studying abroad and hyunjin doesn’t really know it yet

but he’s immersed in the way you look, cutely tucking your hands under your chin as you ask him questions about this country and that trip

jeongin finishes the problem, but ends up waiting until one of you finally realizes it

“so,,,are you guys done flirting?”

both you and hyunjin jump a bit in your seats at the confident words of the younger boy

he passes you the paper and you busy yourself with checking his answers as hyunjin secretly makes a face at jeongin

and jeongin grins back - 

“you got it right! next time, we’ll try something a little harder!”

you praise and jeongin nearly face plants himself into the library table

“you’re telling me there’s something harder than that?!?!”

the three of you walk out of the library together, you wave them both off as you head in the direction of your campus

and jeongin notices how hyunjin watches you for a little too long

he pokes his hyung in the side and asks, “was i right? you were totally flirting with them back there?~”

you don’t want to admit it at first, but slowly you start to look forward to seeing hyunjin pick jeongin up from tutoring

you tell yourself it’s because he’s interesting - he’s been to so many places and his major is so different from yours!!!

it has nothing to do with the fact that after finally looking at him for more than a mere second

you come to the realization that he’s,,,,,,,,,by far the most gorgeous man you’ve ever seen

either way - your main focus is always jeongin

because the test is approaching and he’s been doing better, but math always has its way of creeping up and destroying you 

so you constantly try to make sure he’s grasping everything

hyunjin gets into the habit of showing up earlier too

like he’ll just hang around in the history section or something, stealing peeks at you and jeongin from over his book

and when it’s time to finish - he’ll come over and jeongin will be momentarily distracted by whatever food hyunjin has in his backpack 

and you and him will talk a little

one afternoon, you get to the library and start setting up for the tutoring session

it’s exceptionally hot - and the A.C. is near dead in the library - so you put all your hair up and unbutton your shirt just a bit

you fan yourself with a folder and wait around for jeongin

but after twenty minutes,,,,,,,you realize he isn’t showing up

you check your phone - there aren’t any texts from him about canceling or being late

usually he always tells you beforehand, and you’ve been tutoring this kid for over a month now - you know he wouldn’t just ditch

you frown, suddenly filled with worry about what could have happened to him when your phone vibrates in your hand

its an unknown number - so you’re cautious as you pick up

“hello?”

“ah - hey, it’s hyunjin. sorry to call you out of the blue, but jeongin just told me he’s not back from a school trip and that he tried to text you but it won’t go through?”

you feel relief wash over you, happy to know nothing bad has happened

“ok, i was waiting for him and getting worried-”

“really?!? ill scold him when he gets back, you shouldn’t be suffering in the heat just because he doesn’t know how to get signal on a mountain.”

you laugh and hear the librarian shush you from somewhere

“hey, since you have this hour free - do you want to do something?”

for a second you think you’ve misheard his request

“is the library free?”

you repeat

hyunjin gives an embarrassed chuckle on the other end of the line

“no, no - are you free? right now? im like outside the library anyway and ,,,,,,,,, since it’s hot,,,,,,,,,,,, you know,,,,,,,,some bingsu or,,,,,,something,,,,,,”

his voice trails off a bit and if you could see him - you’d know the tips of his ears were flaring red

you don’t really know what to say - and you don’t remember what you say either

you just know that ten minutes later you’re sitting across from hyunjin at a cafe with a gigantic mound of shaved mango flavored ice cream

(and the jealous glare of a couple of other students too)

“is jeongin on his graduation trip?”

“something like that, he was trying to facetime me but ,,,,, he’s short so it didn’t work out”

you giggle into your palm and hyunjin can’t help but feel a little proud at how he’s the one to make you laugh

he adores jeongin to bits - but right now, your attention is all his

“ive never really traveled, my schools trip was just to another town”

you dip your spoon into the quickly melting ice and hyunjin can’t believe something so small 

and so normal 

makes his heart twist a little

“have you ever been out of the country?”

“maybe twice?”

he leans forward, “where would you want to go?”

you think about it, holding the spoon up against your lips

hyunjin blinks a little because he doesn’t want to focus on the slope of your neck or the buttons undone on your shirt, really he just doesn’t understand what’s going on

he knew he thought you were cute - and sure he’d been flirting a little like jeongin had accused

but this was different

now you two were alone and there was more time to look at you - to listen to you

hyunjin swallows a little of the lump formed in his throat just in time for you you to answer him with a grin

“i would want to go to hawaii.”

this is the moment where he should say something cool, something his friend chan would say like 

‘oh, ill take you there!’ ‘let’s go together then!’ 

but all he manages to stutter out is 

“th-there are lots of ruins there, excavating would be fun!”

hyunjin expects you’ll laugh at him for being such a dork, but you don’t - you just agree right away

“i bet all history majors want to visit the volcanoes there!”

oh shit - i think i like them just a little more after that!

hyunjin digs into the bingsu in order to avoid the big smile about to slap onto his face

you guys talk more, losing track of time until your phone blows up with notifications from your nighttime study group

you thank hyunjin and offer to pay him back - but he refuses

instead he walks with you all the way to your campus and as you say your goodbyes outside of your majors building

you hear a couple people whisper

“who is that guy?”

you join your group and hyunjin nearly skips back to the dorms

seungmin looks at him funny when he does a spin as he comes through the dorm and lands face first on his bed

“did you win the lottery hyunjin?”

“something like that.”

the next time you show up to the library, hyunjin is already there 

he’s pinching jeongin’s ear and when you get close you hear him scolding 

“you need to apologize, they waited almost half an hour for you!”

“but i called you to tell them i couldn’t make it - plus why are you angry!! you got a date out of it!”

you freeze and hyunjin looks up, turning shy as jeongin pulls himself free

“i-it wasn’t a d-date -”

hyunjin starts, buffering and unsure of where to look 

you or jeongin

but the younger boy rolls his eyes 

“yeah it wasn’t, you took them out for bingsu! hyunjin buy them dinner next time - right?”

jeongin looks at you, clear eyed and waiting

it feels like the library is even more stuffier than usual as you blink

“i - um-”

“if you want,,,,i can,,,,take you to dinner,,,,sometime,,,,,”

hyunjin can’t believe what he’s saying - but he means it and he hopes more than anything you’ll say yes

so he doesnt look like a fool but also because jeongin is right, bingsu in a cafe is a friend thing. dinner is ..........

you hesitate, you like hyunjin, he’s undeniably handsome and your conversations are always so fun 

but you look at jeongin who just motions a nod with his head

“o-ok,,,”

you finally agree and jeongin claps his hands together so loud you all get shushed again

“but for now, let’s do some math!”

you save face as quickly as possible, setting your books down as jeongin opens up his notebook

and hyunjin feels so happy, he nearly goes into a daze before jeongin is like hyung get out of that chair i need to be next to them to do my work

you end up going to dinner a week later with hyunjin, nothing fancy - you two are college students afterall - but it’s much more intimate and ,,, close than sitting in a crowded cafe

hyunjin looks close to perfect in black jeans and a navy button up

usually he’s always in sweats and a baseball cap

but today all he has on are his glasses, with his hair neatly done up

(courtesy of seungmin who was not about to let hyunjin leave the house for a DATE with unbrushed hair)

it feels all a little mature, until hyunjin flips his phone to show you the group chat he’s in 

and felix has sent the same message thirty times over: don’t eat their leftovers hyunjin - i know you’ll be tempted to

you laugh a little, bringing your hand up to your lips and hyunjin feels comfortable

because you aren’t expecting him to be some perfectly stoic guy just because of his face

you’re actually enjoying the fact that he (and his closest friends) are all silly 

hyunjin shrugs off his jacket as he walks you back to your dorm

he wants to offer it to you - but he suddenly feels like it’ll be awkward just to put it around your shoulder

so he fumbles a little and he looks like a lost puppy until finally you ask if you can borrow it

and with a red blush he mumbles yes

once you get to the dorms, you turn to tell hyunjin you’ve had a fun night and he enthusiastically replies that he has too

and the moment comes

the moment where hyunjin is sure he’s supposed to kiss you 

but even for someone so handsome and popular, this is new and he doesn’t want to ruin it

you feel your own palms get a little sweaty and you think maybe just a hug will be a good idea for tonight

when you hear hyunjin’s phone go off again

“what are they saying in the group chat now?”

you giggle and he reads it with a small sound of surprise

“well,,,,,they’re,,,,,,,,,,um,,,,”

he turns the screen and you read the messages

‘you big, perfect-faced loser - you better kiss them or ELSE!’

you don’t know if you should get all shy or bust out into chuckles because the id of the person sending that message

is non other than jeongin

you look up and hyunjin kind of shrugs - so you decide 

might as well do it, so the others don’t call him a perfect faced loser anymore

as you lean up and brush your lips against his

if hyunjin skipped home the first time you guys went out together ,,,, he nearly flutters in on cloud nine this time

seungmin patting his shoulder like 

“proud of you bro”

dating hyunjin while still tutoring jeongin for the exam is a mix of both laughter and a slight bit of teasing

jeongin keeps trying to tell you about all the corny things hyunjin wants to do to you

just to get out of finishing a math problem

and you keep telling him you won’t fall for it ,,,,, but it is cute that hyunjin spent almost an hour trying to pick out a teddy bear to gift you

hyunjin still comes around to pick jeongin up from tutoring

but it’s always like,,,he comes in and gives your hand a little squeeze and mumbles that he’ll kiss you later on when they’re out of the library

and jeongin is like hello aren’t we still talking about functions?

and you’re like yes we are - but also hyunjin you’re cute let’s go steal a little kiss in the non-fiction area 

you ask one day what it is he and jeongin do when they go off together after tutoring

“we’ll play baseball or something in the park, but these days jeongin just wants me to splurge my money on him.”

jeongin crossing his arms: that’s not true, id never use you for money

hyunjin: oh yeah, how much have i spent on snacks in the past month alone - for you?

jeongin: idk like five dollars

hyunjin: multiply that by ten

you: ok ok how about this, how about we just all pitch in together for ice cream or something

jeongin: as the baby of the group, i should get it for free

you and hyunjin (absolutely whipped for cute jeongin): d-deal

hyunjin isn’t a pda person and he’s actually pretty shy about affection in general

just because he doesn’t want to admit that he’s new to it

but you’re one hundred percent ok with it because the moment where he does grab your hand while no one is looking

or where you can catch him debating leaning in to kiss your forehead or not

are the cutest,,,,,,,

you visit his dorm one day because he wants to pick something up before you guys go out on your picnic

and you meet seungmin who looks at you and then at hyunjin and he’s like

“hyunjin you’re pretty and all, but they’re even prettier”

hyunjin: w- are you flirting with my s/o for me?

seungmin whispering to you: he’s a newbie, please go easy on him

lots of active dates where you guys go to the park and hyunjin helps teach you how to do soccer tricks

or chasing after cute puppies in the shelter you two visit every now and then

sometimes he seems to have more energy than jeongin which is saying something

and if you get a little tired he’s like “if you want,,,,like if you’re comfortable,,,,with it,,,,i ,,, can piggyback,,,,you,,,,,,,,or something,,,,,,,,,,,,,for a little while,,,,,,,,,if you want”

you and hyunjin both wait outside of the testing center when the big day for jeongin’s exam comes up

you’re both super anxious and at one point hyunjin hides his head in your neck a little and you have to assure him it’s going to be fine

jeongin is going to pass and in the fall he’ll be a freshmen at hyunjin’s uni! you just know it!

hyunjin nods and tries to keep positive

and when jeongin comes out looking sulky, the two of you go 100% parent mode with worry 

but then he just jumps up and is like 

“i TOTALLY aced it! all that math - i got it!”

he throws his arms around you first, to which hyunjin grumbles a little

but you guys are so happy that you just go out for pizza, joined by the rest of the friend group later on

“so i want to talk to you about something super serious,,,”

hyunjin mumbles one day as you two are sitting on your bed 

you feels your stomach turn at his sudden drop in tone

“is everything ok?”

“yeah, but,,,,,,,,i have to ask you to do something for me”

you suddenly are hyper aware of the way the door to your room is closed, how your roommate won’t be back till next week, and how hyunjin is wearing a loose fitting white shirt that could very easily be discarded if he chose to

“o-ok”

you feel his fingers lightly trace of yours and your heart feels like it’s gong to go crazy in your ears

when

“the guys want to invite you to our groupchat,,,,,,,,,are you ok with that kind of torture?”

half of you wants to flick his forehead, making the air so tense and getting you worked up

but the other half burst into laughter, falling back onto the bed

“you got so serious about that?!?!”

“w- it’s a serious matter! we don’t let just anyone in!”

he whines and falls back down beside you

he turns his head and watches your giggles simmer out 

his hand suddenly finds its way to your waist and you turn on your side 

“you can give me your answer ,,,,,,,, after we kiss a little?”

you look at his lips then back up into his pretty eyes

“sounds good”

you do join the group chat and the first thing chan asks is: you two left us on read for a while,,,,,,,,would you like to share with the group?

you: how do i leave a gc?

hyunjin: im leaving with them

chan: jeSUS i was just joking

hyunjin does another study abroad in the winter semester and you miss him a lot 

but you also love the videos and pictures he sends you

one morning you find a package being lugged up to your dorm by the RA and you open it to find a big sweater inside

you stare at it before realizing it’s hyunjin’s!

you know he loves it and always wears it when he does dance club with some of his friends

there’s a note too that says:

‘i was too big to get in the box, so have this piece of me instead~ your only one hyunjin’

you smile to yourself, mumbling that he’s always so shy yet he goes around doing corny things like this

everyone and their mother demands to know who the hot guy from the other university is that you’re dating

and can you please drop his instagram or something

but when you do,,,,,,they’re upset to see that it’s full of travel logs and photos of you

hyunjin is that boyfriend

you were playing around, putting his baseball cap on and hyunjin thought you looked so damn cute he got up, turned the cap backwards on your head and swooped in to kiss you

before realizing what he’d done and going all blushy

you thought, just to add fuel to the embarrass-my-boyfriend fire, you went

“woah, hyunjin - that kiss was a homerun!”

hyunjin: oh my god you’re corny

even though you don’t tutor jeongin anymore, you and hyunjin just always find yourselves at the library

picking books out or just sitting beside each other in a comfortable silence 

sometimes you’ll link your legs under the table and get scolded for it by a particularly prissy librarian

giggling about it later on 

you’re sitting beside hyunjin, in your own little bubble when suddenly seungmin is like “hyunjin give me your glasses”

hyunjin, confused, hands them over and seungmin tosses them behind him

“hey-”

“your glasses are useless, the only thing you need to see anymore is them - right?”

you and hyunjin both blushing but let’s be real,,,,,,,,it’s the truth  

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[krreader]

BTS reacting to you not wanting them to give you money.

pairing: bts x reader fandom: bts warnings: language genre: fluff ; angst

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kim seokjin

“I know that surgery was the last thing you wanted, Ms. (Y/L/N), but I truly believe that it is your best option.”

It wasn't too serious, thankfully, but it had to be fixed and you had been dealing with this issue for way too long. You just wanted to be okay again and enjoy life to the fullest.

Jin tightened his grip around your hand, so much that you looked over to him, “I think you should do it, Jagi.”

It didn't take long for you to nod your head, but then you asked the question that would determine your decision: “How much would it be?”

“Well, it would..-”

“Let's not worry about the money, alright?” Jin interfered before the doctor could even begin talking about the money part. He already knew he would pay for this before he had entered the room, if the doctor told you the amount, you'd only feel more bad that Jin spent so much for you, he knew you well enough.

You were a little angry with him once you were back in the car, told him that you didn't want his money, but all he said was: “You are the most important woman in my life and have been since we started dating. This isn't about a pair of shoes or a dress, this is about your health and there is nothing more important to me than that.”

Man, you never thought you'd find someone who cared about you as much as he did..

min yoongi

Yoongi had used the spare key you had given him a few weeks ago to enter your apartment, putting down the food and smiling when he heard you yell out: “Two more minutes!” from the bathroom.

He made himself comfortable, took off his jacket and began opening up the boxes of food, when he saw a letter lying on your coffee table.

“I'm showered, I'm looking good, I'm hungry and I'm h..-” you stopped mid-sentence when you saw him hold up the piece of paper.

“Why didn't you pay rent?”

“I..- I just forget, I guess,” you lied, taking it out of his hand and putting it somewhere else, “I'll do it tomorrow, don't worry.”

“You're behind two months, (Y/N). Forget it one month, fine, forget it two months, there's a different reason.”

You didn't want to tell him because you knew he'd offer to pay, but you didn't want that. You've only been dating for a month, you didn't want him to give you money already because you were in a dire financial situation.

“I'll figure it out, okay? Don't worry about it.”

Yoongi didn't say anything that night, so you had thought he just shrugged it off and would let you deal with it. But when you went to pay your rent a week later with the last money you had, knowing that you'd have to go without certain things for a while, your landlord told you that somebody else had already paid for it.

And there was only one person who could have..

jung hoseok

You weren't living in Seoul, a little outside of it in a town that didn't really have public transportation, so you were dependent on your car. Not just to visit Hoseok, but also to drive to work.

And when your engine's began to die, you knew you were fucked, because fixing it cost almost as much as buying a new one and you didn't have money for either of it.

“(Y/N)?” your mother entered your bedroom, “I.. I think Hoseok is here.”

“Huh?” you furrowed your eyebrows.

However, your mother left out the most important part.

Hoseok came here in a brand new car. An expensive one. A luxurious one. One that wouldn't fall apart at any second.

“What is this?”

“Your new car,” he grinned, his sunglasses on his nose and the keys dangling from his fingers, “I wasn't sure which one you wanted, but I figured a black one like this is always nice. And I didn't want to ruin the surprise.”

“Hobi.. what the hell?” you didn't look happy at all, “I can't take this. This is too expensive!”

“It actually wasn't tooo bad.. the second the guy who sold it saw who I was, he gave me a really good price,” he cupped your face in his hands and smiled, “Listen, baby girl. You need something? I'll get it for you. Money is never something that you need to worry about.”

“You sound like a sugar daddy and I don't like that, Hoseok. I'm not with you for your money.”

“I know that. You're with me because you love me and because I love you back. And because of that, I want to buy you whatever you need, because you're the most important person in my life. So again, never worry about money.”

At first you hated it, but once you sat inside that car and the air conditioning worked – unlike in your old car. 

Let’s say you were a little more okay with it..

kim namjoon

Education has always been important to Namjoon. His own, but also that of you.

He was happy with what he was doing for a living, he wouldn't trade it for anything else, but he didn't want that life for you. He was happy that you weren't an idol and were studying hard to achieve your goals outside of the industry.

However, university wasn't cheap, he knew that as well as you did. The first few semesters were fine, you had worked before and were able to pay for it, got financial help from your family.. but now it's almost been two and a half years and your family couldn't help anymore. And your assets had all run dry too..

You were standing at the window, watching Seoul be as alive as it's been during the day time and trying to figure out what you would do, when Namjoon hugged you from behind.

“Why are you worrying so much, babe? We talked about this.”

“Namjoon, you have worked hard for your money. Your money. This isn't mine.”

“We're in a relationship and I'd like to think we share everything with each other.”

“But what can I give you back?” you turned around in his arms, tears already visible in your eyes, “You do so much for me and I feel like I'm using you if I take this money. I'm not with you for the money.”

“You know why I know that? Because we're having this conversation right now. Anyone who would be using me would just take my money and get on with it, but not you,” he cupped your face and leaned down to kiss your forehead, “You give me back love, support and a shoulder to lean on when I need it. I appreciate that more than I can say, (Y/N). You give back as much as you get, so please never worry about something like money.”

park jimin

It was always Jimin who paid for your dates in the beginning and while you have never been fully comfortable with that, there came a point where you just couldn't let him do it anymore.

You've been going on dates for two months now, it was about time you paid for the bill.

Problem was, you two only went to restaurants where you knew you would get privacy. And these kind of restaurants were all fancy as fuck.

So when the waiter placed the bill on your table, you nearly choked on your spit because of the number that was written there.

“Jagi..-” Jimin began, but you immediately shook your head and took out your card.

“It's fine, really. I'll pay.”

But it wasn't fine. Jimin knew why you wanted to do this, so he reached over the table and grabbed your hands, a small smile on his face, “You know what makes me the happiest in the world?”

“Hm?”

“When we go out and you eat a lot. Because then I know you're okay and happy. Then I know you're healthy and in good spirits. There is nothing that makes me happier, (Y/N),” slowly, he took your credit card and replaced it with his own, “So I'm gladly paying to see all of that.”

You wanted to argue, but the waiter stopped by to take the credit card away before you could.

One day.. one day, when you'd make more money too, you'd treat him to a nice and fancy dinner.

kim taehyung

“It'll be really nice, just us and our girls, the sun, the ocean, peace and quiet,” a friend of Taehyung's said over dinner, “You really should come with us.”

Taehyung looked at you, then pulled the phone of his friend closer to swipe through pictures of the villa that they wanted to rent for a couple of days.

It did look amazing, no doubt in that. A private pool, a private backyard, a private.. well, everything, basically. Taehyung was already on board with it, had agreed to it and was now talking when, where and how, while you were still swiping for more pictures. Until you accidentally swiped down and saw the price, your eyes widening because of it.

You were eight people. So that sum, divided by eight..-

“Taehyung?” you cleared your voice as quietly as possible and leaned over so that you could whisper: “I don't think I can afford this.”

“Huh?” he looked at the price, then he started chuckling, “You don't have to, love. I'll pay for it.”

“No, stop, don't do this. I don't want you to pay for my vacation,” you've only been together for four months, you didn't want to start this relationship by letting him pay for something so expensive.

“Listen, I want you to be with me. If all I have to do for you to come with me is pay that little sum, then I won't even think twice about it. I just want to spend a few days with my girlfriend without anyone bothering us.. like we're normal people.”

He looked so determined about this. Couldn't blame him, the stress of the last weeks had been hard on him and it was clear that he needed this break.

You were still uncomfortable, but then you heard that the other guys were all paying for their girlfriends too, so you ended up being semi-okay with it. Semi was the important word though. You would make up for it in other ways.

jeon jeongguk

“We've only been dating for two months.. I don't want to leave you alone for three, (Y/N).”

The downside of touring was leaving the people he loved behind. And he was just beginning to figure out his feelings for you.

“Hey, we can call each other every day or text whenever we want to.”

You knew he wanted you to come with him, but you didn't have the money to pay for all these flights, nor the hotels.

You weren't like him, you were normal. And sometimes Jeongguk seemed to forget that.

Or maybe not.

“You know I can pay for all of it,” he said, saying out loud what you've been worrying about, “It doesn't matter to me.”

“But it matters to me. You're not my boyfriend because of your money.”

“No,” he wiggled his eyebrows and pushed you down into the mattress of his bed, “I'm your boyfriend because you like me,” a kiss on your forehead, “Because you care about me,” a kiss on your nose, “Because you look out for me,” a kiss on your right cheek, and then finally he hovered above your lips: “And because you're beginning to fall in love with me.”

Aaaaand he got you.

You'd come with him, that's it.

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[asocier]

interaction guide for leah!

last edited: april 6th, 2021

         leah overall is a very, very flexible muse, and while she’s mostly an uwu muse, she’s not always ( e.g. potty mouth, kind of aggressive/possessive with certain muses, has “kick your ass” energy even though she’s like 5′1 and cries over everything, is very lewd and can be very forward at times ). i tend to have a lot of fun with her because she’s so dimensional, but below are some good points of entry if you’re stuck or need inspiration!!

          “are you finding everything alright?” — threads that take place at leah’s workplaces ( i.e. the university bookstore or delight, the adult store ); a great way to break the ice since shopping can allow for casual conversation, big or small! retail work can be very strange as well, so there’s a lot of room for some interesting scenarios that can leave a lasting impression for leah to remember your muse by in the future. not every interaction in the adult store has to be sexual or sexually charged, either, so feel free to have some fun with the setting!

          college/university setting threads — being a university student that lives on campus in the dorms ( canonically, anyway; there’s always room for divergence! ), most of leah’s waking hours are spent doing something related to her classes or social events happening on campus. she’s usually not a big partier, but when surrounded by the right crowd, she can easily be roped right into wild parties. though she’s not the type to let herself get wasted; chances are, she’ll be the one taking care of your muse! college is full of possibilities when it comes to shenanigans, like some real wack ass shit can happen, so below are just a few general possibilities for plot ideas. studying abroad has also been my default way of sending leah out of the country, so if your muse has to be in a different country to make a storyline work, i gotchu! your muse:

takes the same classes as leah and befriends her because they sit next to her in class, are partnered up with her for an assignment, engage in group discussion with her regularly, ect. can also just be a brief meeting like an exchange of compliments ( “that’s such a cute top!” “thanks, your pencil bag is super cute, too!” )

is leah’s roommate ( plotting required since it’s canon that she lives alone!! but housing situations change frequently during college so it’s not a huge problem, just gotta work out the details )

is the teaching assistant for a class that leah is taking, so she come to them for help on assignments ( or vice versa: leah is the teaching assistant so she grades your muse’s assignments/tutors them )

a tutor in general that leah can turn to for help in exchange for cash or a different kind of payment ( food, advice, ect. this doesn’t have to be a dirty thing alksjdlkjsad )

met leah at a party and now the two of them are just party buddies or just always get into trouble whenever they hang out and party together

          celebrity/idol + fangirl; city meets country; wealthy meets poor threads — oh my god okay so listen; i really enjoy the idea of “opposites attract” with leah. like the idea of meeting a muse who is a higher status than her socioeconomically, socially, or just comes from a different background than her ( hence city meets country since leah was born in an urban area, so interacting with a muse who comes from a small town would be the opposite of her ).

anyway, leah’s the type to be really into pop culture, so keeping up with celebrities, idols, youtubers, whatever would be a past time for her, and then meeting them in real life would make her lose her shit. being in a relationship of any kind with a celebrity would make her lose her shit, and considering she lives in los angeles, it’s possible to run into one for the sake of a plot.

socioeconomically, leah’s considered low-income, maybe lower middle class ( but considering how vast the “middle class” actually is, can we really say ). as such, she’s very conscious about how she spends her money, so meeting a muse who is very well off financially would be an interesting dynamic. she always jokes about being a sugar baby or like, being a trophy wife so she doesn’t have to work, but whether that’d actually happens depends on what happens when she meets a muse with the means to make that joke a reality.  

anyway, leah teeters on the edge of being a gold digger but she probably won’t be. it’s just fun to pair her up with wealthy muses because they live such a vastly different lifestyle from her usually that she’s like “what”  

          sexcapade threads ( 18+ muns only ) -- leah is a very sex positive muse, and as such, a lot of her interactions can be smutty. taking into account her sexuality, hook-up culture on a college campus, and her freedom away from her parents, quite a few plots ( and their variations ) can happen rather easily. it’s important to note, though, that i prefer to write smut threads that either have some sort of plot to them or can lead to further development in a relationship. writing smut can get boring real quick if nothing new is introduced, but i’m okay with plotting out intimacy privately! also, sex does not always equal romance, so romantic feelings may not always develop between leah and your muse. if you are interested in shipping our muses romantically, please let me know! otherwise, i’ll assume they’re just in a casual type of relationship.

one night stands

friends with benefits

tin/der, bum/ble, or other dating apps/sites dates or meet ups

just gossiping about respective sex lives

first time meeting threads where it’s literally just leah and your muse getting it on is also acceptable, though some plotting might be required depending on the muse.

          verse/au/wishlist plots — i always love a good au. love, love, love my aus. below are a list of verses that are already “premade” on my blog that that you’re welcome to work with. i’ll go ahead and link leah’s verse page as well in case you want to read up on the basics. i do have a wishlist tag as well full of plots that may or may not work with leah. you’re definitely not limited to the verse page or the tags; if you have an idea, please don’t be shy to reach out to me! like i said, leah is very flexible. all i ask is that you respect her as a muse and don’t be weird with her. i get that she’s a very sexual muse but please ... respect her. 

angel verse — this verse is probably one of leah’s most used verses, and important details about this verse can be found here, here, and here! i highly suggest you read these posts bc a lot of her mannerisms hinges on what’s laid out in these posts, and of course you’re always welcome to ask questions if you have any!! angel verse is a good place to begin if your muse is also another supernatural creature, and considering angel leah has no qualms about visiting other realms like hell, it’s very possible for her to meet your muse one way or another.

influencer/idol/celebrity verse — considering how big on social media leah is in terms of her constant engagement with it, plots that involve her being an influencer are right up her alley, and collaborations with other muses who fit into this category are a great way for leah to interact with them! while i don’t have an official verse up for this category yet as of 04/06/21, leah’s very flexible when it comes to what she can do if she gained social media status, but what she’d most likely do involves modeling, acting, and being on youtube or streaming. 

high school verse — high school leah is very different from main verse/college leah in the sense that she’s a lot more reserved and is a lot more closeted about her sexuality. she’s still very enjoyable to interact with, but what sets high school leah apart from canon leah the most is that there’s a more prominent struggle and confusion regarding her spiritual views, and dating her in high school is almost like a chore since your muse will have to jump through hoops in order to date her if that’s something they want to do. in high school verse, leah canonically only has one boyfriend in her senior ( final ) year, but as always, i welcome divergence. your muse is even welcome to be her high school boyfriend if we plot things out ( spoiler: her high school boyfriend was a real asshole ). high school shenanigans are definitely more tame than college shenanigans, but this verse will be good for slice of life plots ( hanging out after school, doing projects together, decorating for the school dance, prom date, applying to college, ect. )

          miscellaneous plots — finally, here are some classic plots that i always love with leah. they don’t really fit into the other categories, but these are plots i don’t mind doing over and over and over again because they’re never always the same each time i write them, and these plots make leah happy too :’)

mom friend/big sister leah bc oh my god i love her with kids so much, but also she’s incredibly doting towards close friends she cares a lot about so yeah call her the mom friend™

in the same vein, pls hire her to be your main babysitter. she’d appreciate it so much bc college is so expensive

beach threads!! aquarium threads!! ocean threads!! pool threads!! leah enjoys water and ocean life, so any thread where these elements are involved really get her going. i don’t care how often she’s been to the aquarium or beach, she’ll go again.

take her on trips with you!! she loves traveling and really like the idea the freedom that comes with traveling around the world

#cw: long post #tumblr fcked up the formatting disGUSTING #wishlist; #anyway i edited and added to this so pls give it another read if you'd like!!