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juminsmysticmc · 11 months

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How will de RFA react to them calling them husband/wife before marriage. I like your writing 🫶🏻

RFA reacting to a Mc calling them Husband/ wife before Marriage

I did it again - I forgot about my own blog. I am so sorry :( but here you are, cutie! Hope you like it just as much as I did!

Jumin

,,But really, I still wonder why the heck you guys got married so quickly,’’ Zen asked, sighting as he sat opposite you at the round table.

The RFA wanted to meet up for a private meeting, organized by you.

,,I can answer this,’’ Jaehee said, her eyes were on fire as she lifted up her lenses.

,,Because our lovely Mc,’’ her palm directed towards you ,,in an interview named Mr Han ,,my husband’’ and guess who liked the ring of it,’’ she smiled, she was there when it happened.

You answered a question and named Jumin instead of fiancé ,,my husband’’ but quickly corrected to ,,fiancé’’ - something Jumin disliked.

He was proud and excited to be named your husband, he loved the moment so deeply and Jaehee still had his bright, happy smile in front of her eyes, as well as his facial expression when you corrected yourself.

And since he liked the ring of his soon-to-be name, he wanted to rush things.

Jumin’s hand was entangled in yours, remembering that day brought memories up and he truly felt blessed.

Zen nodded at Jaehee’s explanation.

,,Mc, were you even okay with it?’’ he asked you, wondering if you even were allowed to decide anything in that marriage.

,,Yes, Jumin wouldn’t let me sleep in his bed beside him, I was craving for more and so I was happy over the rush,’’ you answered, making Zen choke.

Jumin - your husband - was even prouder now.

Zen

,,Zenny, you are so cuteeee!’’ you laughed, you were laying on top of him, both of you cuddling and wrestling softly.

,,You are my cutie, princess. But don’t name me Zen or Zenny, let me be your Hy-’’

,,Husband? Oppa?’’ you asked him, looking deep into his red eyes.

Zen had to process what you just said.

You named him Husband.

His face turned red, glowing and burning.

He was getting embarrassed but slowly smiled.

Hearing that out of your mouth gave him a new ring, and he liked it.

,,Oh, sorry, you wanted to say Hyun, didn’t you? Of course I will,’’ you smiled and gave him a kiss on his soft lips.

,,Now I am embarassed that I called you like that,’’ you laughed, turning red on your own.

You quickly hid your face between his neck and his shoulder and hugged him stronger.

,,Please, just forget it,’’ you begged him, sighing.

But Zen couldn’t think of anything else than your words, than the meaning which was held into the word ,,Husband’’.

And now you would name him Hyun…

,,Hello, I called earlier, I am here to see your engaged rings,’’ Zen said the next day to the lady in the jewelry shop.

No way he was going to make you call him Hyun instead of Oppa.

He wanted an upgrade now.

Yoosung

,,Seven years,’’ Yoosung sighed, giving your hand a squeeze.

,,Yes, seven years, I can’t believe, that we already have been married for so long,’’ you chuckled.

Suddenly you remembered something ,,Remember, when I came to the hospital while lunch break and asked your co-worker about your whereabouts?’’ you asked him, of course, he remembered.

,,Yes, you asked about your husband, even though we still weren’t married,’’ he smirked.

And everyone was angry with me that I didn’t tell them I was married,’’ he told you, remembering how embarrassed but happy he was when someone finally found him and told him that you, his wife, were waiting for you, only to find you with a similar redhead.

And in that very moment, Yoosung made a decision - as soon as he had his day off, he wanted to buy you a well-deserved engagement ring.

Jaehee

It was a hard day, after a shift of so many hours on your legs, your head was empty.

The shop was booming, of course both of you, Jaehee and you, were thankful for that.

However, you still had your challenges to keep it up.

It was almost closing time when your friends Yoosung and Zen entered the coffee shop, ready to eat the last pieces of cakes that wouldn’t be sold anymore - probably.

Actually, Yoosung was going to bring some to his family since neither of you wanted to throw them away.

When Yoosung wanted to give you at least a bit of money, you shook your head.

,,Even my wifey said no, so take it!’’ you laughed.

Everyone stopped breathing, Yoosung and Zen both looked at your hand, eyes glued on your ringless finger while Jaehee’s cheeks slowly turned red.

,,Wifey?’’ she asked you.

However, you didn’t realize what you just said.

,,Wifey?’’ you repeated, making Jaehee turn even deeper in red.

The four of you were laughing, while you were denying your own words, Zen and Yoosung tried to assure you, that you just named her your wife.

And Jaehee was trying - of course in secret - to find out if she still had your ring size from the latest jewelry order to ask you to become her real wife…

Saeyoung

If someone would have told him that he would have pushed you from the couch for saying something cute, he would have shown that person his middle finger.

But he couldn’t because he was currently pressing a cold ice pack on your throbbing head while his arm was holding your waist.

,,I am so sorry,’’ he whispered, little kisses on your wet cheek.

You were crying because of the pain, but you knew, that he didn’t mean it.

You were still in pain though.

,,I will never call you Oppa or Hubby,’’ you groaned, giving him a side-eye.

He smiled apologetically.

,,My hand moved on it’s own, of course, I loved it when you named me ,,Hubby’’...

But I was so embarrassed…I just wanted to push you lightly, I didn’t mean to make you fall,’’ he confessed.

You rolled your eyes.

,,I know. But I would like to get a pre-divorce,’’ you kept teasing him.

Of course, the little pain you were having was gone in a few hours but still, Saeyoung kept thinking a lot and a lot about this incident.

He was thinking of a way of preventing something like this again and his only way was making it real - he had to become your real-life husband.

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21.05.2023 // 11:56 MEST

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infamous-if · 1 year

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Oh, damn. No 25 with MC trying to protect/take care of Seven in a dangerous situation sounds nice.

Hope you feel better soon, Amy! Take care!

Thank you! <3 Dangerous situation, you say?

Double whammy (the amount of seven asks...)

CW: blood

This is all your fault.

You shouldn't have said anything. You shouldn't have fought with the person at the bar. You should've left it alone.

You should've known that Seven wouldn't let it go. Even when they hate you.

You should've known Seven. Has it been that long that you forgot who they were? Once, they were as familiar to you as the very lines on your palm.

"Seven, please."

You're holding onto them as you two stumble out of the bar, moving like two drunkards though both of you are terribly sober. The warm sensation of Seven's blood on your shirt sends dull fear over you. You're spiraling. Breaking. You don't know what to do.

Seven lets you guide them outside, your arms wrapped closely around them as they keep a hand under their nose which spews blood like an open faucet. It sends another round of fear down your spine, but it's not their nose that has you so breathless you're dizzy.

Their stomach.

In the heat of the moment, the person Seven was fighting threw them on the table littered with glass cups and broken bottles. Seven claims to be fine, but the way blood makes an angry stain on the green fabric of their shirt and Seven limps like their body is failing them, you know they're anything but.

Seven loses their footing, tripping on the last step and making both you and them fumble to the wet, concrete ground.

Your body shakes when the cool water of the alleyway seeps into your jeans. Seven coughs, rolls on their back, and lets out a sigh.

Blood is smeared across their face, their eyes are hazy, the blooming flower of blood grows larger across their stomach.

Your hands flail in front of you when you get on your knees, fingers shaking, lips shuttering. You feel the burning sting of tears. "Seven, what do I do? My phone is dead. We need to call an ambulance."

Seven groans. Coughs. Their hair turns damp when it sinks into a puddle by their face. "Stop...yelling."

"How can I stop?!" you cry. "I need to see it-" You begin to lift up their shirt but Seven stops you.

"No."

Anger replaces your previous fear. "Seven-"

"I don't want you to."

That hurts. Hurts more than it should in this moment. Seven is hurt, bleeding, and even now they don't want you to touch them, to care for them. Has everything been for nothing? Have all the years you two spent together meant nothing?

"You fucking asshole."

"What?" They burst up and groan, hissing and laying back down.

"I need to help you." The fear returns anew when Seven's eyes glide towards you slowly, their lips parted. Not from pain, but from slight surprise. "Please. I know you hate me. I know you have no reason to trust me. But please... I'm asking you to anyway." You bite your lip to hide the way it shakes. "Please let me help you."

It takes them a moment. They stare at you so long you feel like you're being judged. Then, in a move that shocks you even now, Seven nods and looks away.

"Go ahead."

You clear your throat, slowly peeling the shirt that sticks to the blood on their skin. Seven winces, and you let out a small sound when you catch the piece of glass lodged to their rib.

"Not bad," you try, wincing, "just a tiny piece. You'll be fine."

"Are you trying to convince me or yourself?"

You look at them, ready to shoot them a glare, when you see a small, amused smirk on their face.

"Shut up," you mumble, turning back to their wound.

As you inspect more of their skin, slick with blood, you catch their stomach heave when a small laugh leaves them. You look at Seven, quirking a brow. "You called me an asshole." They look at you. The blood still smeared all across their lower face, they look at you and laugh. "I'm about to die and you call me an asshole."

"You're not about to die," you say strongly and then quieter: "and you are."

Seven hums. "Maybe. Maybe you just bring it out of me."

"That's not helping," you mumble.

You move to lift their shirt higher when you feel a wet hand on your wrist. Seven's blood leaks from their fingers to your skin, but you hardly notice it. Not when they're looking at you with a face so soft it disarms your every defense. "I don't hate you."

Your heart rate quickens. "...You don't?"

They shake their head slowly, stifling a small grown with the movement. "How could I?" they mumble, but don't elaborate.

A sigh leaves them and they glide their gaze to the sky. The sound of an ambulance rings in the distance; the bartender must've called the cops.

"I don't hate you either," you say.

Seven says nothing, but their face twists into a satisfied smile, their eyes closing.

I never did.

and then seven dies. JUST KIDDING

#for some reason this drabble feels incredibly spoilery #and yet my sick brain fog doesn't let me remember why omg #oh well #yolo #seven x mc #im too lazy to check my outline #drabble #seven lawless #no one is going to remmeber this in a few months #short drabbles just arent in me im sorry #this also feels super soap opera ish #but i kinda dig it

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pochipop · 2 years

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＃MYSTIC MESSENGER !! ♡ — LOVE LANGUAGES (GIVING/RECEIVING).

#. synopsis! — how they love and like to be loved .

#. characters! — jumin, yoosung, jihyun (v), saeran (ray), hyun (zen), saeyoung (707) .

#. warnings! — none .

#. alt accounts! — @ddollipop (nsfw) @yyolkchi (reblog/spam) .

#. others! — navigation & masterlist .

𖦹. ━ JUMIN !!

Jumin gives gifts and acts of service. The revolving door of women his father brought in and out of his life profoundly impacted Jumin's view of love. He hardened himself to the idea of it all, closing his emotions off in order to protect himself. Allowing himself to feel, to love and be loved in turn, is a foreign concept to him. However, Jumin is well accustomed to offering physical things as a means of showing appreciation; so giving gifts is a natural part of his immediate range. The same goes for providing acts of service. He's long been seen as the capable businessman, secure in his ability to complete tasks efficiently, so actively doing things for you comes easily to him. Jumin presents you with flowers often, and buys you new jewelry every few weeks. He also indulges you in your hobbies, giving you things to support your endeavors in order to silently cheer you on when words don't come as easily. He offers to help you even when it's clear you don't need it, —just to be sure, and he's on top of every chore and every need you share with him.

Jumin likes to receive quality time & words of affirmation. As a businessman, Jumin knows how precious time is. He's worked against thousands of deadlines by this point in his life, —has set a thousand more in turn, and understands the importance of punctuality and diligence. By no means is his interpersonal relationship standard different in that regard. He feels loved and special when you actively make time for him, because he knows that when someone does that, it's because they care. A lot. Jumin has many insecurities about being in a romantic relationship, worried that he might make one wrong move and watch the foundation crumble. More than anything, he fears being alone. However, those worries can be quenched easily enough by some softly spoken words. Whisper in his ear when he's almost asleep, —pull him in and kiss at the shell of his ear before telling him you're thankful for all the things he's done for you. Shower him in praise every once and a while; let him bask in it. Offering words of affirmation to him will let him know he's doing alright, especially on the days when he feels inadequate as a lover, will go more than a long way. It doesn't take much to soothe him down when it comes from you.

𖦹. ━ YOOSUNG !!

Yoosung gives physical touch. He's far from shy about loving you. In fact, Yoosung is beyond proud to have you by his side. He really feels like he hit the jackpot with you, —admires you as a person as much as he loves you as a partner. He thinks you're the best, sweetest, most capable person in the entire world, and he shows all of that through lots of varying physical means. Whenever the two of you go out together, his hand is sure to slip its way into your own very quickly. Behind closed doors, he's infinitely clingier. Not that he doesn't understand personal space, and he'll be sure to give it to you if you express that you need it, but Yoosung's main and most prominent love language is physical touch, and he'd like to be near you as often as possible. It doesn't have to be overt: something as simple as sitting close together with your knees resting against one another's is something he'll offer to show he loves you. More than anything, he likes to give you hugs, —the kind that feel a little crushing at first until you relax into them. The warm kind that make you feel safe. Yoosung likes to play with your fingers and hair, likes to trail his fingers down your arms when you're resting against him. He'll press kisses wherever he can: your knuckles, the crown of your head, your cheeks, your forehead, —you name it.

Yoosung likes to receive words of affirmation. All things considered, Yoosung is by no means a demanding partner. In fact, he expects very little from you and would never press for something you were unwilling to give. Still, even someone like him, who comes across as very happy-go-lucky and aloof, needs reassurance every once in a while. In reality, he might need it more than most. He might not show it, but insecurity eats him alive at night, keeps him awake. It doesn't have to be gushing praise, —it doesn't even have to be overwhelmingly overt. Just small acknowledgments in tiny increments, like telling him he should rest because he worked hard today or reminding him to eat properly because he needs to take care of himself. Compliments about his appearance are the least needed since Yoosung isn't much concerned with looks of all things, but he does like to be told that he's handsome, and even if being called "cute" isn't favorable from others, he likes it when you say it. When it comes from you, it doesn't feel condescending, and it doesn't feel like you're speaking down to him or downplaying his maturity. It just makes him smile.

𖦹. ━ JIHYUN !!

Jihyun gives quality time + acts of service. Guilt runs deep, and Jihyun has not shed the skin of the man he used to be. He has yet to grow into the new flesh of the person he's always yearned to be. He hesitates to touch or offer words of affirmation, lest he make a mistake. But he feels most confident when you sit alongside him; when you watch him work, sit somewhere in the distance and let him take candid pictures of you that he treasures. That quality time fuels him, gives him hope for a brighter future; one where the stars never fail to shine. He likes to feel your presence, even if only from a distance sometimes. Jihyun also goes out of his way to be kind, not out of obligation, but out of desire. When you smile, he feels the warmth of the sun on his skin, —and he seeks to bathe in it for as long as you'll allow. So, he makes you tea or coffee in the mornings, memorizes all your favorite add-ins and the exact amounts you prefer. He pays close attention to the things you enjoy and will offer to help whenever he gets the opportunity. He would go to the ends of the Earth for you if the need arose, but for now, he hopes this freshly prepared lunch is enough to show his love.

Jihyun likes to receive quality time. Since brushing death, Jihyun has come to realize that life is short. In realizing that, he likes to take your time, even if that seems selfish at points. He wants nothing more than for you to be with him, no matter what either of you are doing. He's happy to sit in a silent room with you as you read or finish up some work. All he wants is to be near you. Sometimes, he thinks it's because he hasn't quite grasped that you really do love him, which is of no fault of your own, and unconditionally at that. He hasn't fully processed that you'll love him even when he's weak, —even when he's down and has no idea how to stand up on his own two feet again. All he really wants is for you to be there through all the seasons of him. Experience the chilliest of winters, the most colorful autumns, the sweltering summers, and be there when the middle ground is found once more in his blissful spring retreats as new flowers blossom in the wake of his pent-up tears. He just wants to know that he can turn your way and find you there, ready and willing to listen or even just sit with him for a while.

𖦹. ━ SAERAN !!

Saeran gives acts of service. It's something he's long grown accustomed to, but this time, they're all of his own free will. Words often fail him, and he clams up when the pressure builds, insisting that there's nothing he wants to say. Be patient with him; give him the time he needs to process things, to accept that he deserves to be loved and to love you. Until then, look for his love in the acts of service he provides. His affection is threaded through the snacks he brings to you when he knows you've been working on something for a while, —it's written in between the lines of the way he makes your dinner plate first and takes it when you're finished to wash the dishes before you can make the move to do so. Saeran's love is muted sometimes, and maybe it's not as loud as he'd like it to be, but he's trying his best one day at a time. Let him take care of the chores he knows you dislike, let him soothe his fears of being unworthy as he asks if you need anything every time he gets up to go to the kitchen. He doesn't yet have another way to tell you how he feels. But know he cares, and he's trying every single day, both for himself and for you.

Saeran likes to receive physical touch + words of affirmation. Though he rarely reacts to either, whether that be positive or negative, he likes it when you put your arms around his neck, pull him in close, and tell him that he's enough. Not in that exact phrasing, of course, as that might be a bit overwhelming to him, but when you thank him for the things he does, he knows what you mean. He appreciates compliments about his intelligence, especially when they don't pertain to his work. Saeran also feels hideous sometimes; both inside and out, so compliments about his physical appearance and general personality go a long way. Especially when you acknowledge that he pays attention to your needs, —those comments let him know that you take his actions into consideration and that you see him, that you see his expressions of love, even if they're quiet. Saeran also yearns for warmth. Share yours with him. Don't be offended by the way he tenses sometimes, or the way his body reacts slowly to physical affection. He likes it, he just isn't used to it yet. But he wants to be. Run your thumb across his knuckles and let him melt into you, let his weary head rest on your shoulder. He needs it.

𖦹. ━ HYUN (ZEN) !!

Hyun gives physical touch + quality time. When he touches you, each one is a way for him to say "I love you" without having to muster up the courage to do so through verbal means. That's the hard part, and he worries that saying it might make it too real for you, —it makes him scared that you might hear it and run. That's just his own insecurity talking, but his perception is his reality. Feel his love through the way his fingertips ghost across your skin, in the way his lips press against your temple. Hyun cares more than he could ever say with words. When it comes to you, he can't act the part. Everything is stripped bare, core exposed when he's with you. In that time, —the time he makes for you amidst memorizing lines and weaving his way through adoring fans, Hyun is quick to realize what means the most to him. He loves his job, loves performing, loves being an actor, but he loves you just as much. The time he spends with you is sacred to him, and he values it. He just hopes you do too. Though he's a busybody, someone who likes to be doing things at all times in order to feel productive, Hyun still cherishes the moments of peace he finds with you, and he'd give anything to make them longer: even infinite.

Hyun likes to receive words of affirmation + physical touch. Though he's accustomed to compliments as someone who works on the stage under bright, white lights, compliments from you about any and everything are just. . . Different. They hold a different weight than all the others, perhaps because you know him so intimately, and when you tell him he's handsome, you mean it in a way that his fans simply can't. You mean it in the way that every part of him is pretty, —even the ones he hates and tries to bury deep inside. You mean it in the way that he's always dreamed someone would. Hyun also likes to be touched as much as he likes touching you; and little things go a long way. Holding his hand, letting him rest in your lap, smoothing your thumb over the side of his palm when you lace your fingers with his. . . He goes crazy for that stuff, watches himself divulge into a lovesick mess when you kiss him and make him feel like he's the only man in the world. All he really wants is to be enough, and when you hold him close, he knows he is.

𖦹. ━ SAEYOUNG (707) !!

Saeyoung gives gifts + acts of service. He often feels that his touch, time, and words are invaluable, and his upbringing influenced those feelings into fruition. Saeyoung often feels inadequate and uses humor to cover the scars that run deeper than any flesh wound ever could. Because of this, he often uses his wealth to purchase items for you, and he uses those gifts to express his affections. It's easier for him to give you a present than it is to work up the courage to pull you in and squeeze you until he's had his fill. He also expresses himself through acts of service, —things like getting your favorite snacks and making sure they're always available for you or offering to help you when he sees that you're the one cleaning up around his place rather than Vanderwood, even when he's preoccupied by something else. He's quick to jump at any opportunity to do something kind for you, and he'd even go to dangerous lengths to do it. Not that it'll be necessary!

Saeyoung likes to receive words of affirmation, physical touch, and quality time. He desires everything he fears would never be enough from him. Though he tries not to show it, it's easy for someone close to him (metaphorically and in proximity) to see when he's beating himself up over something. Offer him comfort: hold him, tell him that it's okay for him to not be perfect all the time. He's allowed to feel things, is allowed to make mistakes, because before being a hacker, before being your lover, —he is human. Sometimes, it seems that he forgets that. Your embrace offers him a sanctuary from the harsh realities of the world. Your words numb the ache that lingers in his soul. If you can, he'd also like it if you'd sit with him while he works. It doesn't have to be close to him, —just being in the same room tells him everything he needs to know. He wants your time, even if he's scared to ask for it directly. He wants to crumble into pieces in your arms every once in a while, just so you can hold him together. Saeyoung is human, after all.

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jinjinranran · 2 years

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Mystictober Day 7 - Seven x MC

Chomp

#mm_mystictober2022 #mm mystictober2022 #mystic messenger #mysme #fanart #707 #saeyoung choi #mm seven #seven x mc #pili oc #oc: oh mari

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astridthevalkyrie · 1 year

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thinking about the multiple throuple options in the rfa, with my clear jumin bias:

zen and jaehee are obviously the most natural choice. they already get along, and they both have hearts in their eyes every time you walk into a room. zen loves getting a kiss on each cheek from his girls before and after a performance, and he is the number one customer at the coffee shop you and jaehee run together (you suspect it might be because jaehee has given zen a coffee addiction, not just because he loves you two). both of them really love to lay their head on your lap, and the only source of conflict between them may be when jaehee’s urge happens to present itself at the same time as zen’s. the usual solution is you lying down so jaehee can rest on your chest from one side and zen can rest on your stomach from the other, with your fingers running through both their long strands of hair and coaxing them to sleep.

jumin and zen is another obvious one. they’re so competitive, or at least zen is. if jumin kisses you for ten seconds straight, zen kisses you for twenty seconds straight. then they might kiss each other for a whole minute (definitely not straight). you will also never have anyone so much as look at you the wrong way, not when zen’s scowling and you’re holding his hand back as he shouts, “say it to me, buddy! to me!” and jumin is already tugging you into his chest and pulling out his phone, asking the person if they would prefer “hyun’s fists or the bodyguards’ which will only hurt a bit less.” later, they complain both in person and in the messenger about the audacity of the person. you’ve never seen them get along so well.

yoosung and seven will never bore you. will never make you feel anything less than absolutely loved. yoosung likes to hug you from behind to take photos he can send to seven when the latter can’t come out of his house for a bit. seven places his hands over your eyes and whispers, “guess who” while yoosung is laughing on facetime. when you’re all together, they’re all about closeness, so you’ll be sitting on seven’s lap while yoosung lays on yours, and there’s a disorderly snack chain going that will almost always end with yoosung nearly choking and seven insisting you resuscitate him with true love’s kiss (cpr).

seven and jumin, the deep story boys. they have absolutely no idea what a normal relationship looks like. both are afraid of being too possessive, too needy, too much. but both also love you so fiercely that if seven puts his head on jumin’s shoulder from behind and wordlessly gestures over to where you’re just sitting on the couch smiling at something on your phone, they’ll both having matching fond expressions, until seven kisses his cheek and then tackles you down on the couch. jumin hums, pretending not to hear the battle cries as he returns to the book he was reading and ignoring your cries for help.

and jumin and jaehee is so complicated, but it also has so much potential. they kinda hate each other—but they don’t, not really. they love you, in different ways, but just as deeply. and for a while, they were more jealous of each other than even jumin and zen would be. jumin hates that he cannot seem to know and understand you as well as jaehee does, and jaehee cannot fathom how your lovely heart could possibly love someone she can barely stand the sight of. it takes time, it takes effort, it definitely takes jaehee quitting, but eventually, eventually, there comes a moment of peace, where you can cuddle in between them, snoozing on jaehee’s shoulder while jumin’s hand is clutched tightly in yours, and they can look over your head and for once, smile at each other.

#mystic messenger #mysme x reader #jumin x mc #jaehee x mc #zen x mc #seven x mc #yoosung x mc #jumin han #jaehee kang #saeyoung choi #hyun ryu #yoosung kim

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juminies · 11 months

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CCTV

day 6, saeyoung's perspective

seven x mc, 752 words

☆

Code. Check the cameras. Code. Check the cameras. Code. Every time he looks back to his work his vision is practically a blur. Her name forms at his fingertips. He backspaces, but the strings of numbers and letters and symbols on the screen may as well just read her name over and over again anyway. He leans back in his chair and groans half-heartedly; almost considers burying his face in his hands but, no. Instead he clicks over to check the cameras.

“Focus, agent,” he whispers to himself, because that’s what he needs to be now. Agent. Though his eyes, Saeyoung’s eyes, stay glued to the CCTV footage. She’s just so distracting.

He can’t even see her. She’s inside the apartment, and the security system is only positioned to show outside. One camera points at the door, another at the hallway. Considering how on edge he is, he’d probably notice if someone were to come into view of either camera even while Vanderwood is on watch. But sometimes, not very often but sometimes, she’ll poke her head out of the door and wave at him. Every 2 seconds (the extra 0.35 had slowly whittled away over the course of the last two days) he has a chance to look over and see her for real, outside of the images of her his mind is toying with while he should be working. Outside of the thought of her laugh when he says something silly, the idea of her gentle touch when he's so starved of it.

He opens up the agency server again, as if it's somehow possible to distract himself from the distraction. He doesn't even manage to type a full line before switching back over to the cameras.

The CCTV doesn’t have sound. Even still, in an even smaller portion of the sometimes-s, with giddiness forcing and clawing its way through his reasoning (though he won’t admit she makes him giddy, he can’t, because people like him don’t get to feel giddy) she’ll mouth something to him. Her voice plays automatically in his head when she does it. Then it lingers; stuck on repeat. Did you eat? she’ll say, or you got this, Seven! Once or twice she had even told him jokes, sweetly waiting in jest for a response she knew she wouldn’t get before dropping the punchline. He didn’t eat, not like she means to ask. He hasn't eaten a real meal in days. And realistically, he thinks, he doesn’t have this at all. He has never felt so clueless when it comes to hacking, and to make it just that bit worse he has absolutely no idea why he can’t just focus. Nonetheless, it gives him a spike of motivation when she appears on the screen. So maybe he’ll add back in the extra .35 seconds, just for a little while, until he gets too distracted by the thought of her again.

It’s hard to place feelings you’ve come to find so foreign as time ticks, ticks, ticks (for him like a bomb, rather than a clock). But he can’t stop thinking about seeing her, and surely, surely, a tiny voice tells him, her gestures mean she can’t stop thinking about him either.

Which is bad.

So why does it make something in him feel… hopeful? Is this what hope feels like? He’s forgotten. It’s been so long.

He had asked everyone not to make guesses about him. He wonders if maybe he was a hypocrite in that sense, because when it comes to her he can’t stop guessing. Even subconsciously. He wants to know everything she could offer. So he guesses. What she’s doing right now, what snacks she buys from the convenience store, if she feels safe, if she trusts him. When why do I want her to care so much? surfaces, however, he pushes it down immediately. He ties cinderblocks to it and throws it into the ocean. He doesn’t let himself dwell on it, because he can’t. Vanderwood reminded him of the fact, too. People like him

aren’t

allowed.

They’re not allowed to care, because caring means forming attachments, and forming attachments means danger, and it means pain, and it means heartbreak when he inevitably has to uproot himself again; take on a completely new person again. Haven’t people he loves suffered enough at his hands already? So he protects from a distance.

And he keeps looking at the cameras. Merely to protect, if not to subdue the dull ache in his chest.

#is this anything OTL #mystic messenger #seven #saeyoung choi #seven x mc #saeyoung x mc #I wrote most of this at 3am and tried not to obsess over editing so forgive any mistakes #annfic

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mochiimiiki · 2 years

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| Mornings |

A/N: I got bored waiting on my plane after my train to paris was cancelled and this happened.

Warnings: not much, sevens real name, mentions of past trauma, ig a little angsty

Summary: Life after his after ending

Saeran groaned as he turned over, patting the bed subconsciously searching for your sleeping form. He was instantly alert the moment he realised you weren’t there. Fear and anxiety prickled up his spine as he was acutely aware of the fact he was alone, mind racing with the most terrifying of thoughts as to why you’d leave him alone.

His anxiety only settled when he heard the clatter of pots and pans in the kitchen. His shoulders slumped with relaxation as he sank back into the bed.

His foggy mind was clearing and he was coming to his senses, you were safe. You, Saeyoung and him. Everyone was safe, and well. He had nothing to fear.

And yet, the prickling sensation that something was wrong wouldn’t leave his mind until he had you in his arms again.

Leaving the sanctity of the bed he clambered out quietly in search of you.

His actions made no noise as he pulled open the door to your joint bedroom, his steps made no thumps as he quietly crossed the open kitchen. He made no noise as he silently watched you sway your hips as you hummed some unintelligible tune.

As you turned to pick up the milk carton you startled at his piercing stare. His bright, mint-eyes never failed to catch you off guard. They were always wide and alert, quietly observing the situation before them. A silent reminder to his tormented past.

“Oh, Saeran.” You breathed a sigh, hand over heart calming your racing beat. “You frightened me.”

Saeran’s calm face, studious eyes, broke out into a smile. Skin crinkling around his eyes. He chuckled. “Good morning, my love.” It was a reminder that his past was his past, you were his future. Standing before him cooking, messily.

You hummed your appraise and he moved further towards you, hands gravitating towards your waist as he stood silently behind you. He pressed a kiss in between your shoulder blades. He felt your body shudder against his and a chuckle slipped past his lips.

“I love you.” He whispered to you, it was a silent plea to never leave him.

“I love you.“ You repeated, a reminder that you weren’t going anywhere.

#mysme #mysme saeran #mystic messenger #mystic messenger x reader #zen mystic messenger #saeranmysticmessenger #ge saeran #unknown saeran #mystic messenger saeran #saeran x oc #saeran x mc #suit saeran #saeran x reader #saeyoungmysticmessenger #seven x mc #jumin han #seven mystic messenger

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mysticm3ss · 11 months

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Chapters: 24/24 Fandom: Mystic Messenger (Video Game) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Zen | Ryu Hyun/Main Character, Zen | Ryu Hyun/Reader, Zen | Ryu Hyun/Original Female Character(s), 707 | Choi Luciel/Main Character, 707 | Choi Luciel/Reader, 707 | Choi Luciel/Original Female Character(s), 707 | Choi Luciel & Main Character Characters: Zen | Ryu Hyun, 707 | Choi Luciel, Han Jumin, Kang Jaehee (Mystic Messenger), Kim Yoosung, V | Kim Jihyun, Vanderwood (Mystic Messenger), Choi Saeran, Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Eventual Smut, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Love Triangles, Heavy Drinking, Creampie, Angst, Multiple Endings, Named Main Character (Mystic Messenger), Plus-Size Main Character, Swearing, Explicit Sexual Content, but only towards the very end, Reset Theory (Mystic Messenger), POV Second Person, Mental Health Issues, Borderline Personality Disorder, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Suicide Attempt, Implied/Referenced Cheating, Cheating, Eventual Happy Ending Summary:

After Ending 2 of the April Fools DLC, Zen has realised that 'MC' doesn't exist... but in another world, a young woman named Leah does. With Seven's help, the pair of them manage to bring her—you—into their reality.

But even when you're desperate to escape your old mundane life, adjusting to living in a fictional reality is no easy feat—especially when you have your own set of mental health issues to cope with. With that said, though... it is nice to be hugged by your favourite fictional characters.

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I finally finished writing this goddamn fic!!! please read it and comment lol I've done sooo much writing the past few days my brain is dead

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bakanekiprice · 4 months

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Wip because the @infamous-if brainrot is strong lmao i cant wait to work more on this pics and finish this two pics soon😫 right pic i wanted some soft moments when seven x mc was still a thibg just a soft moment/headcanon 🌅

#if #wip #wip art #infamous if #seven x mc

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somewillwin · 8 months

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“You and I walk a fragile line, I have known it all this time. Never ever thought I’d see it break.”

I love to draw them being dramatic.

Play @infamous-if

#infamous if #seven lawless #Nico rose #Nico x seven #seven x Mc #haunted it’s so them coded #i love it

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schmellows · 11 months

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throwback to my biggest heartbreak of 2017

#mystic messenger #mysme #mm #mystic messenger seven #707 #saeyoung choi #seven x mc #old art #saw a post saying seven ruined their life and im #i thought his route was going to be funny #god was i wrong #schmellows

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juminsmysticmc · 1 year

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RFA x Mc who stays alone while someone tries to enter the house

So, this scenario came suddenly to my mind! Hope you enjoy!

Jumin

It’d been a long time since you stayed alone in the big penthouse.

Jaehee was ultra annoyed because of a project and Jumin just had to stay a bit longer at the office, something he didn’t quite enjoy but couldn’t change.

You were in your private library, sitting in the relatively darker room with a little light next to you so that you could at least read the book Jumin bought for you.

You were enjoying the calmness, the quiet lonely feeling of freedom.

But still, you couldn’t wait until Jumin came home to hug you.

The day was long.

You sat there on your couch until you heard something on the window.

At first, you thought it was your imagination, but then you heard it again and tried to focus longer.

An animal? Why wasn’t the alarm going off?

These thoughts haunted you until a face appeared behind the glass, making you shriek.

In that very moment the man crushed the window with a stone he was holding in his free hand and managed to enter through it, making you scream even louder.

The alarm finally went off, over sounding your screams of fear and making the bodyguards finally react.

In a totally different place Jumin was busy working on the project while Jaehee was too busy rolling her eyes at a specific phone call.

When she, however, heard the bodyguard's words, her face turned pale.

At the same time, Seven entered the chatroom and informed everyone what just happened - somehow he got a notification when the alarm went off in the penthouse and hacked into the CCTV.

Jumin and Jaehee never arrived so quickly at the penthouse and Jumin was never so scared for your life.

His hands were still trembling when he was holding your sobbing body.

The bodyguards who were supposed to patrol the garden were fired and the security was kept even tighter. He would never let something happen to you.

Never.

Zen

,,Maybe I should call in sick,’’ he sighed, kissing your temple again.

You were rocking your sleeping baby daughter. She was just two weeks old and it already felt as if she was always there, as if you were always rocking a baby in your arms.

Your hair wasn't brushed yet and you still didn’t change your sleeping gown, but you still had a soft smile on your lips.

,,Don’t be silly, it’s just today. The director needs you, we will handle it,’’ you tried to calm him down, your eyes never leaving the baby you were holding.

She had white hair, but your eyes, something that amazed you.

But she was already so beautiful and a really calm baby.

,,I know, but I worry about you two… I don’t want to leave you,’’ he whispered and stroked his daughter's soft skin.

His daughter.

Just thinking about it made his heart swell.

But no matter how much his heart hurt at the thought of leaving you, he had to go to work.

If the director would let him fall, he wouldn’t be able to provide for you or his child - he didn’t want to risk it.

The hours passed by and passed by until it was time to make dinner.

By now you fed your daughter a few times and also changed her diapers.

Of course you changed your clothes - both of yours - several times and managed to brush your hair and get some house cleaning done.

You just needed to cook dinner now and then the day would be over.

The baby just began to whine again when you put the noodles into the soup.

Thinking you would just go away for a few seconds to take your daughter, you didn’t turn off the heat but just stepped away - it was still unknown to you that this was what saved you.

Just when you had your baby in your arms, an odd sound made you stop breathing.

Something was crushed in the bathroom.

Remembering you left open the window after a shower earlier, you thought the worst.

You put your daughter’s pacifier in her mouth, praying to god that this would make her stay silent before you tried to slowly walk towards the door to run out.

The steps came closer and closer and you already thought you lost, when something made another loud sound, this time coming from the kitchen.

The steps stopped and seemed to go in a different direction, the chance you used to run away.

You quickly ran out, left the door open, and ran.

Your baby was in your arms, without a jacket and shoes, you just ran.

,,MC?!’’ Zen called when he saw you, his motorcycle stopping across from you.

,,Princess, what are you doing? Why are you like that?’’ he asked you, referring to your barefoot body.

,,Hyun! Someone broke in! Someone broke in!’’ you gasped and sobbed, just now you realized how painful it was, how scared you were.

Zen didn’t wait a second to call the police and give you his jacket and shoes.

While waiting for the police so that you could drive a car back home, Zen held you and tried to calm you down.

The burglar didn’t find anything, apparently - or so showed the CCTV at home. He was surprised by the dinner and ran away as soon as he heard the door.

Still, Zen took this as a sign and decided to listen to his gut the next time he didn’t want to go to work.

Yoosung

,,Alright, see you tomorrow,’’ Yoosung said, kissing your head and making you chuckle.

Actually, he would be back at midnight as he had the later shift, but he liked to act as if being a vet in a hospital and having a late shift were holding him back from seeing you,being overdramatic.

You waved goodbye and then began to enjoy the free time you were going to have.

You cleaned, cooked, read a book, watched an anime, and spent your time with your friends in the chatroom.

The time passed by and before you could realize it, it was already time to go to sleep, something you did as you couldn’t manage to stay awake until Yoosung would be back.

Slowly you closed your eyes and drifted to sleep, a light slumber yet.

The warm blanket and your soft pillow were the things you loved the most after Yoosung.

And just when you thought you were asleep, something made you jolt.

A sound, you thought.

Your eyes were wide open and you were gasping for air, trying to concentrate on whatever you just heard.

Was it Lisa? No, she was with Yoosung at the hospital.

Was it Yoosung? He wouldn’t be back yet.

And then again, a sound, things falling, and steps.

Someone was here.

From the little space between the door and the floor, you could see that the light was switched on and in that moment your body reacted on its own.

You grabbed your phone and quickly but silently walked to the bathroom in your room and hid in the shower.

No one would think something valuable would be in a bathroom, right?

With trembling hands you tried to reach Yoosung. Seeing that your messages never arrived, you switched over to 707, the man who was always online, and indeed, he was.

,,707 your hero at the start, my lovely Mc, what can I do for your private message?’’ he asked you.

But you had no time to waste and spammed him.

,,Help’’, ,,Someone broke in’’, ,,I’m in the bathroom,’’, ,,I can’t run away,’’ , ,,I’m scarede,’’ , ,,*scared, typo,’’

Praying he would help you.

,,I will be there. Call me so that I can hear what happens,’’ he said and you did.

You didn’t know how much time passed, you just knew that it was hard to breathe, fearing that they would hear you.

And then everything was louder. You could hear several voices, people yelling, and your name being called in a panic.

Yoosung.

Just when the door was opened and he held you in your arms you could manage to calm down and collapse in his arms.

,,Seven informed Jumin who immediately arrived with his men and the police and came to pick me up. Thank god we came in time,’’ he whispered with tears.

It was okay, you were okay…you were okay.

Jaehee

,,Take everything you need, I am not going to stop you or alert the police. Take either drinks, food, or money, I don’t care, I just want to stay alive,’’ you whispered to the unknown man standing in front of you.

You could see that he was in need, and hell, if he didn’t have a weapon, you would have let him eat something for free even.

You were the last person who would have kicked him out.

If he would have wanted, you would have even offered him a job or something, but he was standing in front of you with a knife, hands trembling while he ordered you to not move.

You didn’t plan on moving.

You were just thankful that Jaehee went off earlier before closing the shop and helping you to count the money because she had to pause something regarding Zen.

On the other hand, she could help you out with her Judo. Alone you were, well, fucked up.

,,I DON’T WANT TO HEAR YOU!’’ the man hissed, waving with the knife.

You were scared, but you tried to stay calm.

You also didn’t utter a word, you were just trying to understand what the man was trying to do. Did he intend to kill you, to take something, or both?

,,Everyone just looks down on me! I am not someone to pity! I will make you all pay!’’ he cried out, making you gasp.

You still couldn’t think straight, you just wanted to live.

,,Mc what is taking you so long to-’’ Jaehee didn’t have to finish her sentence to understand what was happening.

And then everything went too quickly for you to understand. The man ran towards Jaehee, who just realized that the man had a weapon in his hands.

And before she could even dodge the stab, her body reacted on its own and she fought against him with some of her cool Judo tricks, making him land straight on the floor.

,,Thank you,’’ you whispered when you saw that Jaehee took him down in less than a minute.

Her warm arms were now around you and you could feel her heart racing against your own body.

She was worried.

The police arrived and everything was solved, although the security was tightened and below the cash register a little alarm was placed so that whatever happened, the police would be alarmed.

Saeyoung

If there was something that was impossible, it was to enter through the security of a hacker, actually, two hackers and a person who worked for an odd agency once.

The three men knew a lot about security and none would have guessed that anyone could break that security.

But someone could, and this someone was none other than the agency.

Revenge, this was something they seeked for, Saeyoung was sure.

As soon as his phone alerted him that someone entered his house, his heart was racing.

His head was spinning and his palms were sweaty.

His mouth was dry and suddenly he forgot how to talk.

He lost Jihyun and Rika, who betrayed him and lied to him, took advantage of his little brother, and almost ended their future, but he finally found you and got Saeran back. It couldn’t be that someone else was about to destroy this happiness he just found.

,,Quickly they will realize that she’s sleeping!’’ Saeyoung gasped.

He didn’t know what exactly made him go out with Vanderwood and Saeran, he never went out, neither of them did.

But today they did. This was how strong your presence was, you could change the habits of three grown men. Your upcoming birthday was a reason for three introverts to leave the house and do something special.

Neither of them thought of putting you to any risk.

With his red racing car, Saeyoung arrived in a few seconds to his place, his phone never out of his sight, hoping that you would call him and tell him that you were hidden somewhere.

But nothing.

And he was scared that if he called you, your phone would ring and make you get discovered.

Feeling helpless was awful.

,,The basement window is broken! They are in!’’ he gasped and if he could have, he would have vomited right there.

,,The agency would never leave so much proof, it has to be someone else!’’ Vanderwood tried to stop the red haired man.

But he was sure they wanted revenge.

Well, the sight welcoming them was a bit different.

You were in your nightgown, a baseball bat in your hands, and a man on the floor, unconscious, with alcohol around him.

,,I finished him off,’’ you said proudly.

Gosh, Saeyoung’s legs gave up right there.

You were scolded a bit ,,What if he had a gun and shot you down? What if he wasn’t alone? Imagine if he would have gotten up again, Mc! What if…’’

Saeyoung only stopped talking when Vanderwood mentioned the problem of having an unconscious man in their house…at least you were alive and the agency kept ignoring you…

ᗰᗩᔕTEᖇᒪIᔕT

08.03.2023 // 21:06 MEST

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hecalledme-jagi · 2 years

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Hi can I recommend a struggling college student MC with the RFA boys? Finals be kicking my butt

Of course, thank you for the request! I had a lot of fun writing this one, and while I Stan Zen and Jumin, I really love how Seven’s turned out. I hope you enjoy ^^

An MC Struggling Through College/Finals

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Zen

- Zen is an absolute gem.

- He sees you struggling and is ready to do whatever it takes to help you out.

- Zen might not fully understand the struggles of being a student, and he can’t help you academically, but you better believe he’s going to be your biggest supporter.

- He sees how hard you’re working and will do everything in his power to make sure that all you have to worry about is your finals work.

- Zen is a man of action, so he takes care of your physical health and makes sure that you get mental rest.

- He ensures that you don’t pull all-nighters, and he makes sure you don’t stay cooped up inside all day studying.

- He’s there when you feel like breaking down from all the stress.

- He holds you when you need it, and he encourages you when you doubt yourself.

- When you finally pass those stupid classes, he’s there to celebrate with you.

- He showers you with the pent-up affection he didn't want to distract you with when you were studying.

- He also makes sure you know just how proud he is to have such an intelligent girlfriend.

Jumin

- Jumin hates seeing you struggle, but he’s incredibly proud of you and sees the potential for greatness in you.

- He does everything he can to ease your burdens.

- He personally arranges a perfectly prepared schedule for you, and has a personalized space that makes studying easier for you.

- With the schedule and new study room, you never have to worry if you’ll be on time with assignments and it allows you to be efficient with your work.

- You’re also given time to relax and spend time with Jumin.

- But if you’re still stressed, he’s right there beside you, offering help wherever he can.

- Although, he’s especially helpful when it comes to academics.

- He’s honestly a better teacher than most of your professors, you find it nearly impossible to misunderstand whatever it is he’s helping you with.

- He’s patient with you and makes sure you know that he believes in you wholeheartedly.

- He also has highly rated chefs prepare “brain food” to help with memory and focus, but you doubt it really works(tho you’d never tell Jumin that).

- Then when you’ve finally finished, he’s ready to take you wherever you like to relax and celebrate.

- And of course, he showers you with rewards for all your hard work.

Yoosung

- Yoosung is struggling right alongside you, and it’s nice having a comrade amidst the chaos of finals.

- He understands what you’re going through, and even though he has his work to keep up with, he’s ready to help you if you need it.

- Throughout finals, you guys rarely spend any time apart.

- You guys pull all-nighters together.

- Go to study groups together.

- Eat terrible junk food, tho Yoosung will occasionally have the time and energy to cook something.

- You guys even have mental breakdowns together. It’s great -_-

- But in all seriousness, you guys support each other and cheer each other on through it all.

- And you better believe that you both cry for joy when it’s finally over, knocking out all cuddled up together.

Seven

- At first, Seven isn’t really sure what to do when he sees you struggling.

- College came easy for him, being a genius and all, so he's at a loss.

- He knows that he hates seeing you so tired and stressed out, but how to lighten your load is another matter.

- He thought of using his hacking skills to help, but he quickly nixed that idea because he knew you probably wouldn’t like that very much—which would only stress you out more.

- He even thought about making little gadgets to help you, but he ditched that idea too. He didn’t want you to learn how to use new gadgets on top of your schoolwork.

- So he decided to just ask you what you needed him to do instead.

- “Could you hug me?”

- He looked at you with a surprised, and slightly confused, expression, “that’s all?”

- You nod.

- Seven wouldn’t pass up the opportunity to hold you, but he wasn’t convinced that his hug would be of any help. Either way, he still hugged you.

- And just like that, he felt you relax in his hold and sigh in relief.

- Then you were energized and ready to dive back into work.

- So every time he saw you feeling especially stressed, before you even realize it, he’s hugging you and offering gentle words of encouragement.

- Once finals were over, he took you out on a fun date to celebrate your freedom, and now you guys have a new way to help each other destress.

˚✧₊⁎𝒥𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑎⁎⁺˳✧༚

I do not own any characters, all ownership goes to Cheritz. Thanks for reading!

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