#u won’t know that I edited this before I posted it but feels u know I just have to state that I wrote this whole thing then edited it

[unowneyenon]

‼️UPDATING THE WELCOME HOME UPDATE LIST AGAIN‼️

i feel like i cant keep UP just SOOOO MANY PEOPLE ARE FINDINF INFO EXTREMELY FAST so by using my personal update list and the findings of others, here’s the update list, updated for the second time!

🏡BEFORE WE JUMP IN, i’d wish to highlight some weird things i personally experienced throughout the site🏡

more than one have i heard a sound while using my headphones that sounded like faint morse code.

i feel like i’ve heard a static/white noise on the site before

after exploring the “secret” version of the site, i thought i heard a heartbeat

one more thing that’s probably important! the company who made welcome home’s merchandise—Marlo— has a logo that looks like this

hmmm totally not suspicious using wally’s colors inside of an eye inside of a home silhouette!!

the morse code i am POSITIVE about. enough of that, onto the records and bug videos!

🐛the BUGS🐛

thanks to @underscore-duendie (for searching for hours i salute u solder 🫡) and @angel-lyah ‘s VERY useful masterlist, we now have what seems like a complete collection of all the bugs!! here are all of them, in order (as screenshots tho because tumblr dot com won’t let me post all the urls)

this is @underscore-duendie ‘s post!

🏡audios!🏡

@angel-lyah ‘s list covered this VERY well, even putting all of them together in a message👏👏👏 all of these audios have wally speaking directly to us. not sure if there’s more, but here’s what was found! (this is a screenshot btw i use tumblr on my phone)

angel also put them all together stacked on top of each other! it creates a whole conversation between us and wally! go check it out!

ALSO ALSO @gandalfsbongwater informed me that if you click on the red button on the phone of the “it’s for you” toy (the merch page) it leads you to wally’s duet audio!

@angel-lyah graciously covered this hidden secret too—the safe!

I EXPLORED I DISCOVERED ITS REALLY WEIRD AND IT LOOKS LIKE THIS (really bad screenshot edition)

there’s nothing to click on except the “it’s in here” button. at least, not that i know of. here are the images found on the site! (side note uhh what are those things in the background of the white screen?? like, next to the pictures?)

THERE ARE MORE IMAGES BUT ONCE AGAIN TUMBLR DOT COM ONLY LETS ME UPLOAD A CERTAIN AMOUNT. I WILL REBLOG THIS WITH THE REST OF THE IMAGES.

#welcome home puppet show #welcome home wally #welcome home #welcome home arg #wally darling #sally starlet #barnaby b beagle #julie joyful #frank frankly #eddie dear #howdy pillar #poppy partridge

[nimmie-nugget]

~Reincarnated as a Knolastname~

Note: HAPPY SPOOKY MONTH!! 🎃👻 gonna be honest- I actually think Crimson might have cared atleast a bit for Moxxie when he was a child 😭 Anyway~ take some reincarnated Moxxie’s Sister Reader Headcanons!! 🥳 Do keep in mind that characters may be ooooooooc, and when there’s 8 O’s you know it’s extreme 🤯. Also I haven’t been doing Tokito Twin’s content for a while so I just wanna reassure that I have some HCs coming up for them 😫!! Enjoy!

P.s in the back flashes of EXES AND OOHS I think Moxxie was 4? Yeah so that makes you 7, your 3 years older 😋👌 tho age is not mentioned at all- and I will make fics of this 😤

Warnings: a lot of slang(not rlly a warning, just thought I’d mention), ooc, may have punctuation, spelling grammer/etc errors,

Info: idk man just wanted to add this 😐

Edit: HOW DOES SOMETHING LIKE THIS- A POST I BARELY PUT ANY EFFORT INTO GET MORE RECOGNITION THEN THIS POST, THE ONE I ACTUALLY PUT EFFORT INTO 👹👹 I appreciate the likes tho don’t take it in a bad way- 😭👌

Edit#2: I recommend u don’t read 💀👍

Helluva Boss Masterlist

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~Reaction to being Reincarnated~

-long story short you don’t know how you ended up here but you found yourself being the daughter of some random old ass guy that’s gonna be the main reason for your character development arc.

-at least that mom with an unknown name will provide you sweets and shit-

-gonna put sum realz shizz on this family fr.

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~Death~

-isn’t this Tumblr? Yeah long story short this turned into a Wattpad story for a second and the famous Truck-kun killed you 🗿 but you forgive Truck-kun since Truck-kun’s just being Truck-kun 😌.

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~Inside a Mansion~

Yup this “Mansion” is someone’s womb, zamn how da heck do you still have memories of your past life? Also why does your very tiny unformed body kinda look like an imp? Just like one from your favourite show Helluva Boss? How can you even see??? It’s pitch black bro- meh it’s whatever 🤷‍♀️ it’s fun kicking at least-

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~Borth~

…I’m not even gonna explain this 🫡 but just so you know Crimson was not there for your birth 😶

-at least you still have the same Borthdah as you did before you were reincarnated???

-Girly just 🖕 this bullshit why’d you have to be re-born in this family out of all the ones in Helluva Boss? I mean- you don’t mind being Moxxie’s gay emo sister but like- Crimson…CRIMSON. Tho make sure to start those teenager phases early so no one becomes suspicious of you when your going through the teenage thinga ma jig 😔

-but yay! You bet that Moxxie’s mom- well basically your mom now, WILL BE THE BEST 😩

-but girly you weren’t even fazed when reincarnated- just accepted it like a champ 😎

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~Crimson’s First Thoughts On You~

-Absolutely nothing- 😃

-only thought of you as his heiress and DEFINITELY to lead his Mob in the future 😔

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~[Unknown]’s First Thoughts On You~

-this is the Mom btw 😃

-gonna be honest I don’t know much since we’ve never really gotten a FULL view of her personality- all that I know is that she’s kind? 🤷‍♀️ Yuh so I won’t really directly say what she thought but I guess I can just- I don’t know man just read I guess 😃👌

-101% THOUGHT YOU WERE CUTE AF!! what happened to infinite%? 😢

-she felt a warm and fuzzy feeling inside, something she never felt ever since she married Crimson 😔.

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~Moxxie’s First Thoughts On You~

-‘Guppa duppa poo daaah dooo’

-don’t tell me you actually expected a real thought from him- Broski was just born 😔

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~Your First Thoughts On Moxxie~

-‘zamn bro’s crying on his borthduh I could never 🙄💅’

-girly he’s like a few minutes old what on Satan’s ass are you talkin ‘bout? 😀

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~What Crimson Thinks Of You~

-your a nuisance, like- what do you mean when you say “put those dawgs away💀”

-yeah you definitely got in trouble so many times- this stupid MF can’t understand slang and just thinks your insulting everyone around you 😶

-forget about you being his heiress, might as well make Moxxie his heir instead 😠

-Now take a very ooc dialogue 😋 btw this is after the Mom’s death 😃

-“[Name], cut it out. That will happen if you don’t stop.” He says calmly, too calm for you to know he’s pissed. (he was implying that he will drown you just like he did to the Mom btw-)

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~What [Unkown] Thinks Of You~

-Loved you from the moment she layed her eyes on you 😩 (cheesy much 😶)

-wrote more then a dictionary just to prove how much she loves you 😔

-yuh that’s all I got 😐

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~What Moxxie Thinks Of You~

He’s 4 rn-

-HE LOVES YOU!!

-your his sister why wouldn’t he- ?

-your basically his partner in crime 😈 both of you steal treats from the kitchen when your not supposed to 😤👍

-if the Mom found you 2 being naughty then sorry to tell you but yer’ both getting a time out 😔

-…BUT IF CRIMSON FOUND YOU- yuh that’s somehow gonna become a family issue problemo 😶💦______________________________________________________________________

I sometimes forget writing is for fun- but I certainly had fun writing this 😎 now I’m gonna tag this in some tags that this doesn’t even relate to which will make everyone hate me but they will soon worship me after reading this masterpiece. Praise this shit rn *points gun at you*

#helluva boss x reader #crimson x reader #crimson knolastname #moxxie x reader #moxxie knolastname #helluva boss fanfiction #helluva boss headcanon #knolastname x reader #fizzaroli x reader #asmodeus x reader x fizzarolli #blitzo x reader #millie x reader #loona x reader #stolas x reader #stella x reader #x reader #striker x reader #helluva boss crimson x reader #helluva boss moxxie x reader

[trans-luis-serra]

I’m sure I’ve BRIIIIIEFLY touched on it here before?????? But I wanted to set the record straight on what’s my own interpretation of Luis;

I See floating around a LOT that Luis was indoctrinated/brainwashed by Los Illuminados which like,,,,,,,,,,, no???????? Like,, ignoring the fact that I have seen SOME people turn this into racist/classist rhetoric-

Luis has been out of Valdelobos for YEARS. He left when he was a CHILD- he worked as a scientist for the majority of his life; there’s no way in MY mind that he would’ve fell for the same religious rhetoric the villagers who were already extremely devout Catholics did cuz he probably left that religion ages ago!!!!!!

I personally think it’s more likely that he was blackmailed into working with Los Illuminados- he comes home, finds what he was hoping to be a safe space taken over by a cult, tries to make a cure for the sickness they’re using- and when he finds out that he was working for them and that their intentions are to basically mind control the world, it’s already too late and if he tried to run NOW, he would’ve been chained up and tortured (AND HE ALMOST WAS. IN SEPERATE WAYS. HE WAS LITERALLY ABOUT TO HE TORTURED BY THEM FOR TRYING TO BREAK OUT.) hell maybe LI held the lives of the villagers over his head or something cuz those were his family too!!!!!!!

Some people even say he was ON BOARD with Los Illuminados’ plan??????? @/blveherb has a GREAT post debunking this but the note people point to in-game a lot- there one where he remisces that the world may finally know peace under their rule- is literally just that. Him making an literal observation that anyone would have made. That doesn’t reflect his actions/morals/wants?????? He LITERALLY says in the next paragraph that he doesn’t want that too Hello????

And yeah there’s probably a good chance he WAS curious by the Plaga and had that kinda icarus-burnt-wing thing with it!!!!! Cuz he’s a scientist ofc he’s gonna be interested!!!!!!!! But that doesn’t reflect his dang morals!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Another thing I see a lot is people trying to point to Luis and say that HE made the Bioweapons like the regenerators and he used live humans?? N o ???????? IN-GAME we get told that a COMPLETELY DIFFERENT scientist made them and it is HEAVILY IMPLIED that Luis was the ‘horrified’ scientist that tried to convince them to stop

(Also cough COUGH a lot of these ideas come from the RE wiki either making shit up or combining og and remake info so people who aren’t able to play the game or read the files get misinformed cough C O U G H )

((Alsoalso hahahahaah can you guys imagine how guilty Luis must’ve felt watching the other scientists slowly die knowing that the only reason he’s survived is cuz of his charm and his childhood connections to the village hahahahahahahahaha-))

This is just my stance on it, and what I think makes the most sense for his character- SO many people want him to be the perfect ‘bad guy turns Good’ character and that he only decided to change after meeting our golden white boy protag Leon and all his actions prior to that were all outta malicious intent. Like,,, to me I feel like it just erases a lot of his upbringing, trauma, and real-world Spanish history which rubs me the wrong way

Edit: adding this too cuz people won’t be able to see the reblog:

Again this is just my own interpretation!!!!!!!! There is HEEEEEEEEAPS of merit and REALLY COOL discussions to be had with interpretations that play into Luis being brainwashed by the cult, or him having a Frankenstein/Icarus like curiosity about the Plagas etc!!!!!!!!

Just don’t. Yknow. Be racist. Or completely misinterpret his character and morals

General good rule of thumb: if you can give the same amount of grace to a white character, try giving it to Luis.

#thsi may be a controversial one oooooooo!!! #if I posted this on Twitter I know for a FACT I’d get hate crimes #I’m looking at you person who called me a terrorist #luisposting

[kittencomicslol]

Gyutaro x reader requests :3

Requests are; Open!!

Hello hello hello!!! If u know me, u know I love Gyutaro (a concerning amount but hey we all have our struggles)

I most likely will not do full entire fanfictions but rather little headcannons/senarios. I’ve done these on my wattpad so for reference this is what I mean by that (no need to actually read this it’s just to show how i do my shit lol) but if you request something and I REALLLYY like the idea or if I’m pumped full of motivation, I might do a full one.

Edit; okay!! What the fart! The link won’t work ig no reference for yall

Here are some guidelines for what I will/wont write, and then under that I’ll set up a little master-List ^_^

Also sen I know you frequent tumblr and the ds tag aswell so helloo! Hello hello!! Ily!! :3

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What I will definitely write!! (If it’s not on here I can try, but this is stuff I definitely will do!!)

-Fluff, I love love LOVE toothrotting fluff

-Angst, depending on how mentally stable I currently am when writing

-Hurt comfort LOVE LOVE LOVEEEE hurt comfort

-Reader w disabilities

-Phobias

-Disorders

-Readers who have gone through past grooming/abuse (I feel u yall ❤️)

-Gore (it’s demon slayer like cmon it’s gonna happen at some point when it comes to something)

-Cannibalism (same sitch as gore, demons n stuff bro)

-Human reader

-Demon reader

-Yokai reader

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What I won’t/can’t do

-NSFW!! I am a minor :3 (ofc I can leave jokes or mentions of shit but I’m not gonna actually post nsfw as a minor)

-M! reader (sorry I just gen suck w it and I’m mostly writing these 4 me, I’m sorry 💔 this does not apply to mtf trans topics!! ❤️)

-Depictions of something unhealthy (grooming, gaslighting, abuse, manipulation, pedophilla, not cool stuff!! I can write this in hurt comfort/taking about trauma but I will NEVER make it something to actually do w the relationship)

-Yandere stuff (though I love this as a horror idea, a lot of ppl actually enjoy romanticizing yandere stuff which classifies as romanticizing abuse. That is totally not cool!! I hate writing that stuff bc it normalizes those topics to younger ppl reading which is dangerous!)

-Incell shit. I’ve seen too many ppl on here go ‘oh Gyutaro is an incell’ ‘I fought the incell accusations and lost’ well I DIDNT. I don’t care about the plot at all, Gyutaro literally RAISED A GIRL. IN THE RED LIGHT DISTRICT. He literally taught her to defend herself against creepy men!! Like cmon guys use critical thinking and common sense pls 😭😭

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I do not know how frequently I will be able to post/write. My life is literally in limbo rn and I am prioritizing myself‼️‼️

If you wanna ask just send it in as a question for my blog, I can work w it that way. Idk if that’s how ppl usually do it or not I’m new to tumblr but fuck it we ball 🔥🔥

And I am posting this 10 minutes before new years, let’s kick 2024 off with scribbles about our favorite demon boy!! <3

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Masterlist!! (Hc / fanfiction

!Human Gyu with an !upper moon reader

Random self indulgent fluff fanfiction

How Gyutaro would like to cuddle

#gyutaro #gyutaro demon slayer #gyutaro x reader #gyutaro x you #fanficton #x reader #demonslayer #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #kny x reader #kny #demon slayer x reader #kimetsu no yabia x reader #gyutaro shabana #male wife #oh my god I’m litteraly in LOVE with this man

[maracujatangerine]

73.1 Forum Discourse

CW: institutionalised slavery, dehumanisation, box boy universe, pet whump

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Posted by u/GreenBookworm 3 days ago:

Hi!

So, I haven’t really posted here before, but I’m at my wit’s end and I really hope that some of you can help me.

I have a male pet that I got from some less-than-ideal circumstances. He’s been with me for over a year now and he is really making progress. I think he is trusting me more and more and it seems like he is getting over some of his previous experiences.

Still, he wakes up from terrible nightmares very often. I’m not sure how to comfort him and how to make him feel safe. What do you think, how can I fix this situation?

TL;DR: My pet has terrible nightmares, what can I do?

Futureiteration77 – 3 days ago: How many times per day are your beating him?

ManiacalTiger – 3 days ago: I have a similar problem. My pet is always crying at night and keeping up the rest of the house. What do you recommend?

Futureiteration77 – 3 days ago: At least twice per day or they have too much pent up energy. As an pet owner it is your responsibility to help them manage and release this.

ManiacalTiger – 2 days ago: I have been doing at least three times and still have issues.

Blue_prominence – 3 days ago: What kinds of nightmares? Can u get him to give u more specific details? B specific.

GreenBookWorm - 2 days ago: Idk, really. He doesn’t like to talk about it. It is usually about the training, I think. Sometimes he talks about white rooms that are neverending - that is usually the exact phrase that he uses. Sometimes, it seems to be about his former masters. (He’s had several.) He screams and cries, sometimes he just seems… empty. Do your pets act the same?

Imaginativesloth – 2 days ago: Get him retrained.

Densecircus281 – 2 days ago: ^^ Good suggestion. That’s what I did.

Fancycyclone1565 – 2 days ago: Try NyQuil and Dramamine, both available OTC. Sometimes we also give ours an edible to help them sleep soundly all night.

Throwaway7966123 – 2 days ago: You could ask him if a nightlight would help.

AbsentSnark – 2 days ago: That’s ridiculous!!!!!! He won’t know that, it will only make the problem worse!! This is terrible advice. People shouldn’t come on here without having a basic understanding of how helpless and brainless pets are. It is shocking how much misinformation and bad advice is out there.

GreenBookWorm - 2 days ago: That is a good idea! I haven’t thought about that, thanks! Does your pet have a nightlight? Does he or she have nightmares, too?

Temporarydaybreak987 – 2 days ago: It may be difficult to face the time apart but retraining by professionals is the best option for both pet and owners.

Sunset_Lover – 2 days ago: I suggest finding a separate, soundproof room where you can lock him up at night. Even if he starts crying, it won’t wake you up. Edit: If you don’t have spare room you could use a muzzle

DeepSeaSquid – 2 days ago: if your Pet is a cuddly type, you can let him sleep near you? Mine is really needy and since I let him in my room his night crying has reduced almost completely. But again, it depends on your Pet’s type.

RueTheNymph – 2 days ago: I swear, those people. If you treat him softly like that he will never stop being clingy. Give him few beatings or whatever form of punishment he responds to the best and he will learn not to waste your time

DeepSeaSquid – 1 day ago: Thank you very much for your useless advice. Have you considered that my Pet is clingy because I want him that way? And if beatings simply worked then there would not be a need to make this post, hmm?

RueTheNymph - 1 day ago: You shouldn’t be allowed to be an Owner

DeepSeaSquid - 1 day ago: Lol, forgive me for wanting to have a lapdog

roses-and-embers - 1 day ago: @DeepSeaSquid nothing wrong with wanting to cuddle, but are you sure your Pet is not crying on purpose to manipulate you into letting him into your room?

DeepSeaSquid - 1 day ago: That’s a valid suspicion, but I am sure he’s not doing it on purpose. He’s having nightmares even if I’m not at home and someone else is watching him, besides he’s too well-behaved to dare to try and manipulate me.

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This post is a collaboration with brilliant @distinctlywhumpthing and @octopus-reactivated. ✨❤️✨

It is a crossover AU with Leo from Distinctlywhumptning’s Unintentional. We also have a cameo from Octopus-reactivated’s Decima from Title me Miss. For Lydia and Coriander, this is canon.

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Tag List Part 1: @cupcakes-and-pain @whump-em @whumpzone @wh-wh-whu @neuro-whump @carnagecardinal @cowboy-anon @whump-me-all-night-long @redwingedwhump @myst-in-the-mirror @haro-whumps @eatyourdamnpears @bloodsweatandpotato @pinkraindropsfell @whumptywhumpdump @theydy-cringeworthy @whump-in-progress @whumpsy-daisy @nicolepascaline @whumpcreations @briars7 @shiningstarofwinter @whumppsychology @alex-ember @miss-kitty-whumptastic @whumpy-writings @in-patient-princess @youtube-fandoms-bands @goblinchildindabog @mazeish @distinctlywhumpthing @inpainandsuffering @canniboylism @icannotweave @incoherent-introspection @kim-poce @broken-typewriter @the-monarch-whumperfly @whumpers-inc @grizzlie70 @lil-whumper @writingbackwards @sunflower1000 @wingedwhump @thecitythatdoesntsleep @thingsthatgo-whump-inthenight @onlybadendings @rabass @wolfeyedwitch @melancholy-in-the-morning

#pet whump #pet whumpee #caretaker #whump fic #bbu #conditioned whumpee #box boy universe #box boy multiverse #box boy whump #collaboration #lydia and coriander #original writing #writeblr

[frenchgremlim1808]

WHAT YOUR FAVORITE CHARACTERS SAYS ABOUT YOU: YTTD EDITION

PART 1) THE PARTICIPANTS

SARA CHIDOUIN:

You can’t stop praising her about how amazing of a protagonist she is compared to other protags in similar games such as danganronpa. You would and WILL fight anyone that says anything bad about your homegirl an you DEFINITELY need therapy

JOE TAZUNA:

You have the terrible habit of falling immediately in love with the best friend archetype that we met in the beginning who’s clearly gonna die. When they die you keep telling yourself you won’t be fooled again and then you do. Anyway you are in denial

KEIJI SHINOGI:

You keep justifying you love for him by using the “he’s a complex character, he’s deep and shit” but that’s just an excuse to not say “i want him to carnally fuck me and treat my little bitch with his huge arms and tits”. Whatever sexuality you were before, his deep look probably turned you gay. Anyhow you are horny as fuck and you definitely need therapy, you little whor-

REKO YABUSAME:

Either you are the the most gay motherfucker on the planet or you’re veeeeeeeeeeery straight.  you’re favorite ship is naoreko. NEVERTHELESS you want her to step on you. 

Q-TARO BURGERBERG: 

there is exactly two type of q-taro fans, The meme lord or the 20 page Reddit post defending his character from any criticism. We allllll know which ever type of fan you are, you cried like a baby in his final moments.

 KAZUMI MISHIMA:

You definitely made every possible outcome in ytts, an replayed it multiple times. You probably follow  “ mishima-in-places-he-shouldnt-be” and is still sad that this gentle loving dude had to die first why it is. always. the. cool. dudes. who. dies. first., WHY, WHY NANKIDAI ?

KANNA KIZUCHI: 

You are awesome, smart, and just the perfect person to be around, you’re aura smells pure awesomeness, no, NO i am not biased.at.all it’s not like  she’s my profile picture. 

In all seriousness, you probably crave any green bling content and also loves shin too but kanna passion and pure kindness made you make the choice to kill shin. It seemed to difficult to vote for a kid so you voted shin. You relate to kanna struggles And ADORES her character development in 3b. Also you definitely need many therapy session (not projecting at all) .

NAO EGOKORO: 

If being a joe fan is sadness, a greenbling fan depression, well being a nao fan is literal despair and anger with anguish. Bro what the fuck did she do to have such an horrible end like that, her entire experience in the death game was  a pure nightmare. Homegirl did nothing wrong, she shouldn’t literally even be here dude😭😭. You have only one consolation is that now she’s in heaven with her girlfriend, also obviously you ship naoreko

GIN IBUSHI:

You are right in fact you are 99.99 percent of the fandom. And i know that if one day you see anyone put gin below S tier or say anything relatively negative about him, you WILL find them, you WILL track them , and you’re gonna BOIL THEM ALIVE. And i will probably cheer you so go on, pop off, girlboss or mansplain bestie !  

KAI SATOU:

You are mesmerized by his beautiful aura and luscious long mane. Every time the characters talk about him you feel so much happiness that his sacrifice was in the end really worth it, but still you cry that the cutest malewife had to go first.

ALICE YABUSAME:

His atrocious hair made you burn your eyes, his cringe fail personality made you laugh but his death destroyed you entirely. In the end you fell for this transmasc king. If you played logic rote you probably died a second time lol.

S H I N  T S U K I M I:

Shin tsukimi, oh, Shin Tsukimi the character of all time. So from what i understand he’s your favorite character. Were you the weird kid in your class when you were in high school or that one queer kid that tried to hide your identity but everyone knew just by a single look? Just by looking at you i can see a lot of self loathing and unaddressed personal issues that you try hiding under a rug instead of actually addressing them. Do you take time to eat, to drink, don’t forget to take a break from negativity when you are at your lowest, okay ? Diagnosing you is pretty hard you probably have a thousand problems but at least, i hope, not as much as this little dumbass.                                           There is two type of shin fans:

-the one who want to punch him, shove him into a locker and bully him 

-the one who want to give him a warm hug, a nice soup and a good night of sleep.                                                                                                                    In both cases, you are exactly like him and projecting so hard onto him. Also you are supeeeeeer gay like extra gay. Like your aura smells GAY you know. No cis het allo kinnie of shins exist actually, it’s as possible as dividing 0 by 0.  

So conclusion go to therapy

KUGIE KIZUCHI:

Ao3 is your god, your lord and everything that you need to live. Every time ao3 get down you die inside. You crave any content of her and wish that we can know more in the future about her (i do too) and you probably feel in love with her trough fanfic.

MEGUMI SASAHARA:

You guys exists? Well you like evil boss woman, i guess.

This shit full of errors and mistakes also this is a joke don’t get offended, remember as a greenbling fan i am probably the least respected type of yttd fan, well above the keiji simps you guys are wild. 

#yttd #kimi ga shine #your turn to die #sara chidouin #joe tazuna #keiji shinogi #reko yabusame #alice yabusame #kazumi mishima #gin ibushi #kai satou #q-taro burgerberg #nao egokoro #kanna kizuchi #shin tsukimi #kugie kizuchi #megumi sasahara

[stawpny]

GUYS I AM BEGGING YOU

SOMEONE DRAW NEW YORK IN THE 1989 ERAS TOUR OUTFIT OR THE REPUTATION ONE

PLEASE I WOULD LITERALLY COMBUST AT THE SEAMS

AUGHHH

🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

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anyways, ik a lot of ppl go on here and see when I post, hoping it’s headcannons and I just disappoint them

so here’s some hc’s for u children

ny and the south edition! (pls I don’t know much about the south so don’t kill me 😭 I’m a new yorker)

(the quotes with names on it are southerners communicating with NY or whoever else u want, but more specifically NY)

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- NC and SC always force NY or any other state who would hate it to sing and/or play the banjo when singing a song at a campfire. Even if they suck at singing or playing the banjo!!!

-speaking of campfires, I believe that the states usually have fires every Summer and Autumn. most get together and sing songs and stuff (u can use this idea if u want)

-New York was forced by Gov to make sure a southern party didn’t go terribly. He stood by the door while Texas wouldn’t leave him alone. He stole Texas’ hat when they all passed out, drunk and still has it to date.

-as (maybe) stated before, York plays a lot of instruments, and sometimes they force him to play the acoustic guitar, harmonica, banjo, electric guitar, etc. The NE makes fun of him for it.

-acts gay especially in front of the south just to make them pissed. he’ll flirt with them and make them uncomfortable with the high amount of gay in the room with them. Florida just goes along with it, laughing and pointing at all the southerners that turn away out of embarrassment.

-made fun of Texas and California when they were outlaws and they just joined the union. “I’m tha toughest cowboy ya will ever meet!” “Mhm.” “DONT JUS’ HUM AT ME!!” >:( -Texas

-They know better than to mess with a northerner. Texas doesn’t though, he’s just stupid. York punched him once and he swore he saw him crying to Virginia after.

-has bit many southerners, does not regret it

-

-“Gimme yer best ‘yeehaw’” “yeehaw..” “Ya can do better than that! I’ve heard ya yell at Jersey.” “yeehaw.” “York, I swear-“ “YEE- FUCKIN’ HAW!”-Texas

-“just add some ol’ bay, it’ll make it taste better.” “No it fuckin’ won’t. Keep that shit away from my brownies.”- Maryland

-played poker against Texas, won and almost got shot by him. (Sore loser)

-“what are yous gonna start growlin’?” “GRRRRR-” -Kentucky

-“nah yer good ‘ere.” “Yous are ontop of me. I dunno if I should feel turned on or uncomfortable..” -Georgia

-“off-brand me.” “southerner you, which makes better.” -also Georgia (Empire State and Empire State of the south)

- “who made you this way..?” “The man yer datin’, Y’know, Mass’.” “He would never-“ “Gin, yous even know the answer to this question, it’s an obvious yes.” -Virginia

-“get rid’a the car at this point.” “Hey! I spent my life savin’s on ol’ reliable ‘ere! I ain’t gettin’ rid o’ her if she jus’ has a leak!” “Life savin’s? Jesus, what’s wrong wit’ yous?” - Tennessee

-“ that’s ‘cause Sippi’ wants a sip of that dick.” “WHAT. I ain’t gay!” *crickets* “GUYS PLEASE-“ -Mississippi

-“are yous happy to live in this shithole?” “Hey! I work hard to make this house a home!” “Work harder next time. This looks like if a hillbilly came in ‘ere trashed the place. Y’know, that makes sense knowin’ that yous idiots live ‘ere.” *walks away* “HEY! YOU TAKE THAT BACK!” -Alabama

- “I HATE YOU!” “NUH UH! I HATE YOU MORE!” “‘nuh uh’ really proves yer point, north.” -NC & SC

- “Mais sha, ya really know how shade the south, huh?” “I’ve had enough of all of yous and I’ve seen ya at yer highest and lowest, so I know what will make yous cry later.” “Uh huh, do me then.” “Nah. Don’ get me wrong, yer barely tolerable, but ya don’ get one.” - Louisiana

(loui was upset later bc he didn’t get one 😭)

-“I swear, ya say anythin’ about me bein’ in ‘misery’ then I’m gonna-“ “Nah, I don’ care ‘bout that. What I do care about is why you like mules better than horses. Isn’t that like the whole southerner thing? Horses and idiots with hats?” -Missouri

-“are yous even apart of the south, or are you like the West Virginia of Kansas?” “JESUS IS GONNA NEED TO BLESS YER ASS SOON, WHAT THE HELL DID YA JUS’ SAY TO ME?!” “I’m Jewish.” -Arkansas

-“yer mid-atlantic, but I understand why ya don’ go to family dinnahs wit’ the Northeast. If I had an excuse, I would use it too.” “You guys are scary up there, I’m shocked you still go to those things. In the ‘contract’ they said they were optional.” “FUCKIN’ OPTIONAL?!” -Delaware

-“I will eat your face.” “Uh huh.” “PAY ATTENTION TO ME OR IM GOING TO DO SOMETHING DRASTIC!” “Uh huh.” “AAAAAAAAA-“- Florida

—

could u tell I got lazy at the end?

anyway, I hope you liked

I spent so long on the quotes, trying to come up with a good one was the hardest part.

and I know half of them are reaaally bad 😭

augh

I have no clue what to do for the next chapter of a fic

but anyways, ily guys

<3

#wttt #welcome to the statehouse #wttsh #wttt new york #wttsh headcanons #wttsh new york #wttt headcanons #wttt southern states #wttt south #ARG #please 🙏 #draw him I beg of you #(jk) u don’t have to #I just think he would look hot

[kalofi]

an ode to luffy and zoro and the passage of time. i wrote this a while ago and recently edited it enough to feel comfortable posting here! it started as a relationship analysis then kind of got away from me, but i hope you enjoy my little thoughts and headcanons nonetheless

(will start under the cut)

they still fit

the thing about zolu is that their intrinsic understanding of one another allows them to communicate with each other without the use of actual words. which on one hand is like so romantic on its own bc goddam u love someone so much u know them or what they want just with a glance but on the other hand can also lead to problems bc. well as much as they know each other there are gonna be things that NEED to be said, but therein lies the problem. because they’re so used to not having to say anything that if a situation came where they ever had to actually explain themselves to the other i imagine it would not go very smoothly. because luffy is not really one to talk about highly emotional things and zoro is not one to talk in general. and that’s why they work bc neither of them cares for the whys or hows they just DO. sometimes, though, for things to work you HAVE TO TALK and they’re not used to that.

so like post timeskip when they’re reunited and still trying to get used to everyone being around again i’d imagine a lot of things would go unsaid between zoro and luffy bc they both had their fair share of things to deal with over the two years they were separated. luffy and impel down and marineford and ACE god. ace. and zoro and mihawk and his training and the baboons. monkeys. whatever. and they both have new scars that the other hasn’t seen and they’ve both grown in multiple ways and i think they both realize that they won’t fit like they used to. everything is different and new and it’s not BAD per say but it’s. weird. they don’t want to talk about it because they’ve never NEEDED to talk about it before and starting now would mean that they’ve changed, would make it real. but now it’s like there are so many things that they just don’t know about each other anymore and they don’t know how to feel about that.

it’s not horrendous and doesn’t impede on the group dynamic at first because they figure time will sort them out as it usually does, but i’d imagine their relationship does become a bit strained bc as much as they trust each other to do what they need to do, it’s hard to have full confidence in someone when you haven’t seen them in 2 years and feel like you don’t truly KNOW them anymore.

so they fight and they eat (more so on luffy’s part) and they nap (more so on zoro’s part) but there’s always this niggling feeling that something is not quite RIGHT. that they’ve all filled in the roles they were meant to just like always, but something hasn’t clicked yet. and the rest of the crew feel it too bc as normal as they act, zoro and luffy don’t have that sense of easiness around each other that they used to.

it’s like everything is back where it’s supposed to be, but they’ve grown too big for the holes they left to fill in two years ago. no matter how much they claw and dig, they’re stuck in these places that are meant to be theirs, but are small and uncomfortable and don’t quite manage to hold all that they are now.

i’d imagine that it’d eventually come to a head during battle, where luffy and zoro fall out of sync for the first time since. since EVER and it nearly costs someone their life and they KNOW that. everyone is fine in the end but the idea that them not understanding each other enough that it caused them to mess up when it really counted scares them.

and maybe it’s nami or maybe it’s sanji or maybe it’s all of them, everyone else, but they can’t take this weird in-between their captain and first mate have fallen into, so they put them somewhere, tell them to “FIGURE IT OUT.” and leave them.

and it’s quiet. all those times of ‘not having to say anything’ leave them scrambling in this moment, because now there are words that NEED to be said but they don’t know what or how to say them, and so they’re quiet. but luffy’s never been good with silence or stillness and so he does what luffy does best, meaning whatever he feels like in the moment.

he just scooches a bit closer, traces the scar bisecting zoro’s eye, and zoro lets him. doesn’t flinch or question it, just accepts his fate as he’s always done when it comes to his captain and allows luffy to do whatever he wants, because then it must be what zoro wants too.

then luffy places a palm on zoro’s chest, over the scar mihawk gave him two years ago (the scar that sealed zoro’s fate, tied him to luffy’s will forever) and follows it with his fingers, from collarbone down to where his haramaki prevents his hand from going any further. his gaze is pensive but tender, and his touch is so soft and fleeting—gentle in a way zoro didn’t know his captain could be.

he brings his hand back up to zoro’s chest and rests it over the swordsman’s heart, lets it stay there for a moment. luffy watches his own hand on zoro’s chest, as if trying to see through his skin to the heart that’s beating a steady rhythm underneath. zoro watches luffy through it all, so he catches the captain’s quiet smile, as if he’s content with what he’s found hidden between zoro’s ribcage.

luffy draws his hand back after a minute to place it over his own scarred chest (over the starburst pattern that carries deeper pain than just broken nerves and raw skin) and points at his eye, his scar crinkling up with the force of his grin.

“zoro! we match now!”

then he’s laughing that little shishishi of his that sounds mischievous and full of promise and so luffy that zoro can’t help but crack a smile of his own. he chuckles breathlessly, because having luffy smile at him freely once more—without that twinge of unsurety that he’s been sporting ever since they reunited—knocks something around in zoro’s lungs, pushes up up up into his throat and leaves him choking.

it’s love, he realizes. it’s always been love.

it had been driving zoro crazy, that smile that wasn’t really a smile. made him want to grab luffy and shake him by the shoulders, made him want to shout “WHAT IS IT? WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO TO GET YOU TO STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT?” because zoro really would have done whatever luffy had asked, if it meant things could go back to how they were. but he knew that was impossible and he knew it wasn’t his place to question, so he’d kept his mouth shut and felt a little piece of himself crumble off and die whenever luffy’s hand stalled right before making contact with him.

it was as if luffy didn’t know if he still had the permission to touch, like he didn’t know if zoro still wanted it.

and zoro did want it, he always does. he had really missed the familiarity and trust that came with his captain’s tactility. he simply didn’t know how to formulate the words, how to ask luffy for his hands without feeling just a little bit pathetic.

but none of that matters now because they are here and they are laughing and luffy feels weeks worth of tension slide off his shoulders. he feels his heavy heart snap back into place like his rubber limbs, pumping blood up to his cheeks and nose and maybe a bit too much to his brain too, because he feels lightheaded and airy and free, like he could float away any second. but it’s okay because zoro is wrapping his arms around him and neither of them are going anywhere.

they’ve gotten older and put on some pounds and muscle and scars since they last held each other like this, but that ‘something’ finally shifts and clicks into place and luffy finds his body still fits perfectly against zoro’s own. it’s as if they had been waiting for each other, had been learning and changing just so they could slide back into place even more snug than before.

he realizes that trying to force themselves to fit into those empty spaces they used to occupy two years ago would never work, doesn’t even know why they kept trying to make it, because they’re different now but that’s a GOOD thing.

the zoro and luffy of two years ago are dead and gone, buried six feet under their grief and anger and loss, but that doesn’t mean they can’t make new places for these new versions of themselves. they’ve grown and changed and that just means there’s more of them for the other to love.

everything’s not perfect, not yet. there’s still things they need to discuss, but it’s definitely a start and that’s better than anything to either of them right now. luffy looks and sees in zoro’s eyes that his swordsman feels the same way.

neither of them have to say it, but they know that things’re gonna be alright, and that’s more than enough.

#idk why the spacing got so weird sorry 💀 #anyway i put this on twitter so i figured i might as well put it here too!!!! #i dont often share my writing so i hope u like and feel free to lmk what u think ☺️ #zolu #words

[mickeym4ndy]

no cause how can you say you disagree with other shameless fan opinions and don't say which ones and why I need to know tell me

This is so funny hahahaha

I mean I’ve seen stuff I don’t agree with about like every character, but I think that’s pretty universal in all fandoms.

And it’s not always like “oh I COMPLETELY disagree” (I mean sometimes yea but) it’s more like “hmm I kinda think I see this from a different angle” or “I think this take doesn’t take into this other element of that storyline/character” u know? Or like I’ll agree with one thing but then not another. I think the characters in Shameless are all quite morally grey so I always tend to see the good & bad parts to most characters or understand why a character does something but then I don’t necessarily take the explanation behind the action as an excuse for it etc. Like I don’t really love when people are non stop defending a character and refuse to recognize their faults/bad actions or non stop villainizing without looking at the nuances.

To be specific but also vague - I’ve seen a lot of takes on season 6 about Ian & Mickey that I’m not in full agreement with, that I might talk about some day when I have time (my last semester in grad school is kicking my ass I’ve written so many essays I feel like my brain is in a blender). And also the whole marriage cert storyline, but I acc do plan on writing a meta on that actually when I can acc sit down to do it. There are more with all characters but those are the ones I think about the most tbh.

Writing just doesn’t come naturally to me so it’s not something that I can just get out easily, I always have to sit & think and reword stuff for so long before I actually post things which often stops me from actually posting it and I’m always worried that there’s nuances that I won’t be able to get across well enough because I can’t articulate them well enough, u know? I applaud people who can put their thoughts into words so easily.

But anyway! Fandom is supposed to be something to enjoy so it’s ok if we disagree on certain things it’s not the end of the world. Like I said, sometimes I’ll dive down a meta rabbit hole and be ready to analyze till the cows come home. Other times I just wanna enjoy it for what it is and love my fav characters and read a fluffy fic and make edits.

If anyone ever wants to send me asks about my opinions on stuff ofc u can send me an ask and I’ll do my best to answer💛

#shameless #gallavich #was there any need for this answer to be so long probably not lol #thank u for asking!! #also I have made some posts that kinda tell u what I think of things u can probs guess a lot from them

[mysterypond]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Tagged by @hxhhasmysoul and @subdee

Going to do a hxh specific one here since that's what y'all are here for, then I'll do a more general one on 98

1. How many works do you have on ao3?

69- hxh

98-total

2. What’s your total ao3 word count? 340,320 total

3. What fandoms do you write for?

HxH - 2021-2023

Ensemble stars - 2023

Everything else is just one-offs

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

5) There Were Two Beds -killugon fluff

4) AITA for asking my fiancé not to sleep in dirt?  -hisoillu crack

3) Time x Goes x On -killugon fluff

2) From Me x To You - my killugon letters fic

1) Would Kira have gay sex? - with a whopping 15,103 kudos this fic blows everything else out of the water and contributes to more than 50% of any of my overall fic statistics except for word count. I call it Fics Georg. It is an outlier and should not be counted.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Always. I appreciate the effort people put into commenting, so typically I try to respond with the same effort level as they put in.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Probably Re x Do or Judgement x Day tbh

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Uhhh From Me x To You is probably a good one,

8. Do you get hate on fic?

All the time lol. If you ever see comment moderation on one of my fics just assume something bad happened there.

9. Do you write smut?

Yes and no, I usually use nsfw fics on this account for nsfw humor or as a backdrop for introspection. I don't expect anyone to get off reading them but if you can, more power to ya.  

10. Do you write crossovers?

No

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Yep! Multiple times lmfao

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yep

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

@amagiis and I wrote this one :3 written in the moonlight and painted on the stars 

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

For hxh.... probably Paridling. @jyuanka has a chokehold on me for this ot3 xD if you want an introduction go read A History 

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but probably won’t?

Actually if y'all are curious I'll just drop two here

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1gY8AqF9L7O6vCunl-r5HLLZ6Vv6XF5u8F6aDzDmIWHo/edit?usp=sharing - Pre-canon Ging/Cheadle meeting

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1QCG2tmuK2D_6skO261llt4H2ihisC9H2QpXPat2vd8c/edit?usp=sharing - this was going to be my hxhbb23 fic before I got nuked by irl stuff and then took an indefinite hiatus from writing hxh fic, I'm just like togashi lol maybe I'll finish this one in 4 years

16. What are your writing strengths?

Tbh I feel I'm skilled at most aspects of writing but the ones I would stay outshine the others are my wordplay and my dialogue.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Biting off more than I can chew. I seldom finish the multichapters I plan, which is why I usually wait until I finish writing it to post.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I do it all the time if applicable idc. I'm trilingual, and know bits and pieces of like another 4, I'll throw translations into the notes but I don't see why people get annoyed with it. There's plenty of fics on ao3 lol.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

pokémon... in like, 2007....

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

Five x Star x Service  - pariging coffee shop au.

I usually only like "aus" (excluding canon divergence stuff, I typically enjoy that) if I write them xD

Anyhow, I tag.... the people I mentioned earlier lol @amagiis & @jyuanka and anyone else who wants to do this :3 y'all can @ me and say I tagged if u feel awkward about it

#wil x wil

[orenjae]

𝙼𝙸𝚇𝚃𝙰𝙿𝙴𝚂 | 𝙹𝙰𝙴𝙷𝚈𝚄𝙽 (𝙾𝙽𝙴𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚃)

PAIRING: jaehyun x reader GENRE: fluff, romance, mutual pining WC: 3,054 AUTHOR'S NOTE: finally got to rewrite this first oneshot i made back in 2020 and post it here. took out and edited some parts from the original, though. hope u guys enjoy reading this as much as i did writing it.

“Are you really sure about this?”

I could feel Jisoo’s eyes on me, waiting for an answer. I looked back at her with a blank expression plastered on my face. The thing is, I’m still not sure about doing this confessing thing. It’s not that you get to do that every day. Besides, there are way too many things at stake that I am most certainly afraid to risk once I decide to cross over.

Jaehyun and I have been the best of friends. All over the years, we sure have been through a lot together and throughout those years, it’s hard to deny that he’s exactly the type of guy I’d fall for.

Well, what can I say? He’s everything a girl could ever ask for.

But then here goes the fear of ruining our friendship. Cliché as it sounds but it is what is. The what ifs of this being all just one-sided just won’t leave my mind and it’s bothering the hell out of me.

“I don’t know, unnie. It’s just—”

I could only let out a sigh. Everything’s just so complicated when you fall in love with your best friend. Now you have to be stuck on a situation where you don’t have any idea what to do—whether you tell him what you really feel or pretend you don’t feel it and just move on.

“I get it. You’re scared,” Jisoo said, reaching for both of my hands. “But I want you to do what exactly your heart says. If it wants you to follow him back to Seoul, don’t waste another minute sitting in front of me. Time is running, Y/N!”

Always being the impulsive one, Jisoo helped me with everything. From booking the earliest flight I could get to packing my stuff. They weren’t all easy but I could see how supportive she was with this whole love dilemma I’m currently in.

The truth is, I just want to let these feelings out. I feel like I should tell him, that he deserves to know somehow. I’m tired of fighting with my inner self that I should forget about it and move on because let’s face it, my feelings for him just keeps on getting intense each day that passes.

“Thank you so much, unnie.” I told Jisoo, giving her a side hug before putting on my coat—getting ready to leave.

“Aish, this girl,” she muttered under her breath. “Make sure the next time I’ll see you, you’re somebody’s girlfriend!”

We both laughed.

Flying back to Seoul excites me yet makes me feel anxious of how things would turn out. The thought of confessing still bothers the hell out of me and it’s starting to annoy me. The moment it was announced that the plane is about to touch down, I could already feel my stomach churning.

As soon as I stepped out of the plane, I immediately fished out my phone from my pocket and dialed Jisoo’s number.

“Heavens, Park Y/N!” she groaned. “What is it that you’re calling at this ungodly hour?”

I panicked and checked the time on my smartwatch. I completely forgot the time!

“I’m sorry!” I quickly replied, “I was so anxious the whole time that I forgot it’s 2 in the morning there!”

I could hear Jisoo sighing after she yawned, “Don’t worry about it, pabo. How was your flight, by the way? Make sure he’s gonna pick you up, alright? Wait—does he even know you’re coming??”

It was now her turn to panic. Her gruff voice turning into a raucous one made me laugh a bit.

“Yeah,” I nodded as if she could see me doing that. “I actually sent him a message before I boarded the plane.”

“Mhm, I see…” she mumbled, making me conclude that she’s talking to me with her eyes close at the moment. “Are you going to tell him right away or?”

“I don’t think now’s the right time, unnie,” I answered. “He’s going to pick me up with his sister, that’s why.”

It’s one of the things that excites me, honestly. Seeing Jaekyung again for the first time in years really helped to divert me from feeling anxious. I honestly have no idea how long has it been since the last time I saw her, making me miss her a lot.

If only she agreed to move with her brother in the US. The thought of having her around today would really help to keep me away from my thoughts. Jaehyun knows that I’m only here for a vacation—which is in fact, a lie. Of course, I have to make an excuse but the truth is, I’m actually thinking of staying here for good.

As soon as Jisoo dropped the call, my phone beeped. Upon checking it, there was a new message from Jaehyun.

new message: 재현 we’re already at the gate. are you here already?

My stomach began to churn again. Just like that, the sudden wave of anxiety engulfed my whole being as soon as I read his message. I could already feel my hands starting to sweat. I was so about to reply to his text but then my eyes caught him.

This guy is literally a head turner.

See how easy you can find Jung Jaehyun in the sea of people? That face. That same face that haunts me every night.

“You’re here!” he exclaimed

Jaehyun instantly threw his arms around me, giving me a big hug as soon as I stood before his eyes.

“Omo, Jaekyung!” I immediately diverted my attention to his sister, Jaekyung, giving her a hug and gently patted the top of her head like I would always do when she was still younger.

She totally grew more beautiful than the last time we saw each other!

“I missed you so much!” I said, still can’t believe how much she’s changed over the years. “You’ve gotten a lot prettier!”

Jaekyung’s cheeks instantly turned slightly red upon hearing my words. She reminds me so much of her brother. I always find it cute how noticeable it is when their cheeks turn red.

“Thank you, unnie,” she shyly said. “You look very pretty yourself too.”

After the mini reunion we had at the airport, I asked if we could hang out for a while at the coffee shop which I always loved going to before I moved to America.

“Is it still there?” I asked, worried that over the years, it won’t be there anymore.

“Your favorite café? Of course!” Jaehyun replied, giving me a comforting smile. “It was the first place I went to when I got back here. Still that place reminds me of you, though.”

There was no way I could hide my smile when I heard those words from him. He could very much attest to how much time I spent in that place during our college days. That café holds a lot of memories—honestly the exact place where I finally realized that I have fallen in love with him.

I could remember that one time we were here, studying for our upcoming exams. I was so engrossed reading my handouts, highlighting important terms and definitions from time to time when Jaehyun suddenly spoke, breaking the silence between us,

“I realized just now,” he spoke in his usual low voice making my brows furrow as our gazes met. “I think I know now why you love this place so much.”

Fixing my specs by scrunching my nose, I asked, “Why?”

Jaehyun flashed a dashing smile, licked his lips before speaking.

“Their playlist, isn’t it?” he guessed, still smiling at me as if he guessed right. “They’re exactly the songs you listen to.”

He got me, earning a chuckle from me. There is no way he knows nothing about me. Jaehyun literally knows everything about me that he even knows what kind of music I listen to. He just basically memorized everything that has to do with me. No wonder I love this guy…

Wait, what?

That was the exact moment I realized that I had fallen in love with him. The thought of it never fails to make my heart flutter whenever it crosses my mind.

“So…” I spoke all of a sudden, curiosity slowly eating me up. “Said you went there recently.”

Jaehyun nodded his head, eyes still fixated on the road ahead of us. He looks so cool, though. Or should I say hot? Goodness, what am I even thinking? I can’t seem to pull myself together!

“I missed you so I went there,” he began to say. “Thought it was a good idea but then it just made me miss you more.”

My eyes immediately landed on him. I was actually expecting that he’d be joking but I couldn’t see any mischief in his expression as I scanned his side profile. Wait, was he serious about that? Did he really…

“Quit playing games with me, Jung Jaehyun,” I let out a chuckle, trying to ease the tension I’m feeling inside. “Months ago, you told me you’re sick at seeing this face?”

Jaehyun let out a small laugh, “Did I say that?”

“Yes, you did, stupid!”

“What can I say? I’m not used to being away from you,” he says, still driving. “But I really missed you, Y/N.”

If only he knew how being away from him almost drove me crazy. The two of us have always been inseparable. We may joke about seeing each other’s faces makes us sick, but really, we both know how we’d miss each other when we’re apart for a long time.

Hearing him say he missed me made my heart skip a beat. It has always been like this whenever he does things or even just say anything. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to it.

“I missed you more…” I muttered under my breath, coming out as almost a whisper.

Jaehyun chuckled, “I heard that.”

We took a bit longer than the usual because of the heavy traffic. The moment we got into the café, he volunteered to order for the three of us.

“I’ll just have an iced vanilla latte!” Jaekyung replied when asked what she’s getting.

Jaehyun’s eyes shifted on me with a knowing smile before asking, “The usual?”

My lips formed into a smile as I nodded.

“The usual.”

And indeed, he really knew that usual.

“Iced cafe latte with two packets of brown sugar,” he says, handing me the cup of coffee. “Here ya go!”

“So unnie, are you here for vacation or we can change your mind into staying for good?” Jaekyung mischievously smiled when she asked in the middle of the chat.

The question alone caught Jaehyun’s attention. He has no idea that there’s no need for them to change my mind because I really tend to stay here now for good.

“You’re still going to Boston, right?” he asked, his innocent eyes darting towards me as I sipped on my coffee.

I gave him a cheeky smile and shook my head as answer. His eyes widened a bit upon hearing my response before his lips formed into a smile, looking away. Is he?

“Why are you blushing, oppa?” Jaekyung asked, letting out a small laugh when she noticed.

“I’m not?” Jaehyun protested, avoiding my gaze. His cheeks were undeniably rosy pink in color and also, his ears weren’t really cooperative. They were turning red too. I shyly looked away, hiding my smile.

The three of us were busy chatting when Jaekyung’s phone suddenly rang. She excused herself to pick up the call and when she got back, she immediately told us that she had an urgent matter to attend to. As for the both of us, Jaehyun and I decided to stay to catch up some more.

“I’m glad you decided to stay for good?”

“You are?” I sarcastically replied, letting out a chuckle.

“What changed your mind, by the way?” he asked the moment he composed himself, making me look back at him.

I was dying to say you.

Jaehyun will always be a one decision away from a different life.

I’m actually not sure what to say. I’m afraid that if I tell him the real reason why I chose to stay, it would make things awkward… or not? I don’t know if it’s just me or what.

All of a sudden, LANY’s ilysb started to play on the radio and I noticed how Jaehyun’s lips slowly formed into a smirk.

“Yah,” I called, causing him to look at me with that smirk still on his face. “Is there something wrong?”

He shook his head.

“I’m just really glad that you’re hear now,” he says, leaning closer to meet my gaze. “I actually can’t believe waking up to your message saying you’re on your way.”

“Y-Yah…”

All of the a sudden, the atmosphere turned a bit more… serious, I should say? While it makes my heart flutter, hearing those words from him, I can’t help but be slightly bothered by the way he’s acting. His ears were getting red even.

“Y/N-ah.”

There is really just something with the way my name sounded when it slipped from his lips. It wasn’t just like how he used to call. I don’t know if it’s just me or there is really something going on.

“The thing is…” he spoke again, struggling to find the right words to say.

Wait, did he just blush? He was quick to look away before letting out a deep sigh. Jaehyun scratched the back of his head before deciding to look back at me.

“Can I say something?” I interrupted. 

When he slightly nodded his head, I took it as a cue to ask him.

“Are you okay?”

He shook his head and closed his eyes for a second or two before looking at me directly, “Why is it every time you’re near, it’s getting harder for me to breathe?”

His words struck me, making my heart beat faster than its usual pace. Am I hearing it right? There’s no way—

“What do you mean?” I asked, obviously confused and trying to get my shit together. “Yah, Jung Jaehyun, you don’t even have an asth—”

I wasn’t able to finish whatever I’m saying. He fished something out of his pocket and placed something on the table, giving it to me.

It was a mixtape.

I stared it with confusion in my eyes.

“I know you don’t just listen to songs, Y/N,” he began to say. “I know you speak through your favorite songs’ lyrics. I didn’t know how to say it or if there’s even a perfect way to let you know. So instead, I made you a mixtape of the songs that clearly tells you how I really feel about you.”

I sat there frozen, eyes not leaving me. Did he just make a mixtape… for me? Songs that tell me how he really feels about me? I still can’t get a hold of the things that are happening right now. Did he really just make a mixtape when all those other guys can simply make a playlist on Spotify? A for effort, I should say!

“Now that you’re here, I just can’t sit and waste my time.”

“Jung Jaehyun, what is all of this?”

His lips formed into a smile, a shy one. And heaven knows how much that smile melted me. Is he going to?

“I’ve been in love with you since god knows.”

There are a lot of things going on inside my head. First, the things I want to say which are way too many that I don’t even know which of them should I say first. Second, I’m the one who’s supposed to do all this confessing thing and not him! Everything is happening all at once and it’s getting hard for me to process all of them.

“D-Did you just tell me you love me?” I unknowingly said, really can’t get a hold of it.

His face, full of hope, seemed to fade when he heard me ask that. Oh no, no! He must’ve taken the wrong idea! Why are my palms even sweating, shit!

“It’s okay,” he says with a hint of sadness in his voice. “I just actually want to let you know.:

“Jaehyun-ah.”

I could see on his face how it terrified him. Sadness was vivid on his face when he heard my reaction and I admit that it might not be the best reaction I could give but I just can’t believe that he confessed right here, right now before I could even do so!

“Really, you don’t—”

“What if I say that I love you too?”

It was his turn now to freeze on his seat. I could see that and it almost made me laugh at his reaction. But when he finally realized what I just told him, his cute dimples finally showed as he smiled with his eyes twinkling with happiness. I felt like he wanted to shout but stopped himself from doing so.

“Do you really?” he asked, still in the state of shock and disbelief.

I gave him a reassuring smile before nodding.

“I actually flew back here to tell you that but you went on to me first!” I told him how Jisoo pushed me to confess making me realize that no matter how scary it may seem, if it’s him we’re talking about, then it’s worth the risk.

“So does that mean…”

“Mean what?”

“We’re together now?” he raised a brow at me, giving me a boyish smile.

I took the mixtape and gave it a look. There’s his handwriting which writes “To Y/N ♥”, making me laugh a bit.

“I never knew you could be this cheesy, huh?” I teased, earning blushing Jaehyun in front of me. Giggling, I shoved the mixtape in my purse. “I’ll make sure to listen to this when I get home so I’d know everything you want to tell me.”

“You didn’t answer my question, missy.”

Jaehyun’s face made me laugh again. He really looks cute when he’s slightly upset. I leaned onto him and give him a kiss on the cheek. A smirk instantly appeared on his face.

This guy, really.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

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#nct 127 #nct127 #jaehyun #jaehyun scenarios #jaehyun imagines #nct x reader #nct 127 x reader #orenjae #jaehyun oneshot #jaehyun fluff #jaehyun x y/n #jaehyun x oc #jaehyun x you #os

[astrobei]

Been binge-reading your stuff for about a week. Absolutely wonderful. Heartwarming. Love it. Can’t wait for the final chapter of a body in motion.

As a fellow writer, kind of, in other mediums, sometimes: are you more of a pantser or more of an outliner? What does your process look like, if you feel like sharing? Have a great day!

hi omg i’m sooo so so glad you’ve been enjoying my writing recently !! and that is such an excellent question let me try to answer this in a somewhat coherent way LOL

i don’t really have much of a Process in a more structured sense of the term because honestly. up until i started chapter 2 of abim i had never outlined anything before and my fics would kind of just be a stream of consciousness where i figured out what the next scene was going to be as i wrote. with abim chapter 2, i did make the most barebones outline (like 10 bullet points w 10-15 words each) just listing the scenes because it’s a bit of a heavier fic and i wanted to keep things as cohesive as possible !! (it was also the first fic where i’ve ever jumped around and written scenes out of order which is normally very hard for me to do so this helped me keep track of that) i know some writers live and die by their outlines and honestly i’m starting to get the appeal, at least for fics i know are going to be more plot heavy or chaptered, just for continuity, but for plotless fluff-centric fics, i haven’t ever and don’t really see myself making them !!

one thing that is a common denominator between all my fics though, outline or otherwise, is that they’re all built upon one or two ideas for a scene that i kind of work backwards from. for example, in a body in motion, the last scene in chapter 2 was like. the first one that came to mind when i thought of the fic idea and i really did just work backwards from there !! sometimes it’ll be the kiss scene but more often than not it won’t be and i’ll put off the kiss until i physically cannot any longer LMAO but there’s usually one scene that the whole entire fic is based around and i feel like this is a pretty common thing as well but that’s where i get most of my ideas from!!

other than that uhhh usually my process is: start fic, write way way way way wayyy too much dialogue/banter, realize im not even halfway but i’m already at the word count i thought the whole fic would be, say fuck it and add more dialogue, finally write The Scene, fumble my way through a kiss, then say thank god i’m done and then edit and hit post before i can think about it too much. yeah.

thanks for asking !! i’m sure u did not intend to get a multi paragraph breakdown of Literally nothing of substance at all but. i love talking about writing and the process so thank u for indulging me !!! :^)

#sorry this is so long #for no reason #there’s nothing substantial in here anyway #but !! #so so glad you’ve been enjoying my work and thank u for popping in to ask !! #<3 #/ask

[ghastlybin]

Siyeon angst? I couldn’t think of any details so I guess just make me cry

Hello!! Thank you for your request! You said make you cry so I am hoping this does, however I do recommend you (and anyone else reading) to please PLEASE READ THE TRIGGER WARNINGS FIRST before you proceed. I will bold it so y’all know where it’s at in this info dump of an introduction. I know this isn’t for everyone and I also don’t want you to read and then get mad at me later because I did warn you. And I’ll warn you again before I get to the actual request, so PLEASE proceed with caution!!! Thank you again 🫶

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Pairing: Siyeon x Reader FT. JiU, Dami, Gahyeon, SuA (mentioned), and Yeosang (Ateez, short feature)

Word count: 8,516 (about. I edited it so there are probably more or less.)

Genre/contents: Dystopian! AU, Angst, *maybe* fluff but you gotta squint REALLY hard, Sci-fi-ish themed with an attempt at some horror elements. Correct me if I’m wrong ofc

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TW: character death + mentions/implications/ semi description if not full, mature/foul language (cuss words. Lots of them), blood, guns, depression, self-loathing, self-sabotage(?), a lot of unresolved traumas, abandonment issues? I basically made this hella depressing.

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Synopsis: In a world affected by a mysterious collapse that brought on strong beings known as “the colliding ones”, You are a part of a team tasked to prevent the third collapse before humanity becomes completely extinct in exchange for total freedom and an overall better life.

Note: again, PLEASE READ THE TRIGGER WARNING SECTION FIRST!!!!! I WOULD RATHER Y’ALL BE OKAY THAN FOR ME TO HAVE NOTES!!! Your mental health comes first, I promise you it won’t hurt my feelings and yes, I do need therapy, no, I can’t afford it, yes, I overthought posting this and yes, I do feel remorse but please remember this is also entirely fiction and based off a dream I had once and a few songs I listened to on repeat to try and get a feel of the general plot. & Yes, I did use dreamcatcher songs as names for certain things and yes, I added Yeosang because I love him. I also love Dreamcatcher too otherwise I wouldn’t be writing for them please don’t hate me because there isn’t really a happy moment, although I did try at the ending. Keyword, try.

But anon said make them cry.

Blame anon. (Joking, joking.)

“We have plenty of time.” 

Gahyeon twiddled with the analog sticks on her worn-down tablet that was moments away from shutting down completely if she kept refusing to ‘get a new one’. 

Minji walked over and took the tablet away in one swift movement as the ‘game over’ screen covered the screen.

 “Hey! I almost beat-“ 

“I’m about to beat your ass!” 

You crossed your arms, angrily shooting glares in the direction of the guard that forced you into the room with the rest of your team members. 

Gahyeon closed her gaped mouth upon realizing that you hadn’t meant that threat towards her. She reached for the tablet, only for Minji to walk away from her with it still in her hands and towards you and the guard. 

“What’s going on?” Minji put her hand on your shoulder in an attempt to pull you further away from the guard who wasn’t intimidated by you.

Gahyeon watched on from the torn-up couch, picking some of the fillings inside the cushions out of habit. 

“That one,” the guard narrowed his eyes towards you. “Was caught trying to sneak into the prison sector.” 

“Prison sector? That’s across the fucking town! I was trying to get into the holding center! I have the clearance too, dumbass.” You held up your ID card, to which the guard swiped it out of your hand to take a closer look. 

Minji let out a sigh, taking the card from the guard and holding it in the same hand she had confiscated Gahyeon’s tablet with. 

“I swear you guards are let in on the bare minimum!” You scoffed. 

Minji nudged your arm with her elbow. 

“Go sit down- And be quiet.” She ordered. 

You walked over to Gahyeon with reluctance, yet you had some understanding that you shouldn’t act like that. 

Especially not to a guard with slightly higher clearance than you. 

That would change soon. 

“Where is Yubin?” You whispered as Minji stepped outside of the room and into the hallway with the guard. 

“She’s being debriefed on our mission.” Gahyeon messed with the filling she had pulled out of the couch, the boredom getting to her. 

“Why were you in the prison sector?” 

“Holding center,” You corrected. “I wanted to see something.” 

“Ah. You wanted to see something.” She smirked, pulling more of the filling out of the cushion. 

You stared at the filling in her hands, each fiber ripping apart the more Gahyeon pulled each end apart.

Siyeon was the glimmer in your eyes when you would smile. She was the feeling of a weight lifting off of your shoulders after a stressful day. 

Her very presence was like warmth to you after a harsh blizzard- And you had experienced many blizzards since the first ‘collapse’ in the earth years ago. 

You never believed in love or the possibility of being loved. Not since the collapse had taken everyone from you. 

Those who were arrested, those who died, and those who left for a better, safer, land. 

You loved Siyeon. 

Siyeon loved you. 

Those moments with her, getting ready with her, laughing with her, all of those times she would come to you crying because of something bothering her. Every time you’ve cried to her for something bothering you, although rare. You were used to having suppressed any and every emotion to the point nothing hurt you. The deaths of your friends at the hands of the colliding ones only angered you. The beings that appeared first during the first collapse. 

The beings that multiplied during the second collapse. 

The beings that were receding in preparation for phase three. 

The third collapse. 

You never shed a tear. Not until you met Siyeon. 

She was the first- And the only person to have helped you feel again. 

You remembered how it hurt to just feel. The images of your friends being ripped apart or flung in far away distances at an inhumane speed played like a slideshow in your mind. 

“It will hurt a lot less to just feel rather than not feel.” 

You never understood what that meant by that until she showed you.

“Y/N! Hurry up! Do you want to live lavishly or stay in this hell hole of a city?!” Yubin snapped her fingers in front of your face. 

You zoned out. Of course, you did. 

“Shit, sorry! What were you saying?” 

“I didn’t say anything. I was waiting for you to get up. Minji wanted us to meet her at rendezvous E.” 

You racked your brain, trying to remember the briefing so you weren’t going in completely blind. 

Besides, pissing off Minji and maybe Yubin was the last thing on your to-do list. 

You stuffed your hands into the pockets of your jacket as the frigid outside air bit into the bare parts of your skin that hadn’t been protected by some form of layered cloth. 

You followed Yubin across the train tracks, carefully jumping down from the platform to not splash into a puddle of melted snow, and especially watched out for ice, knowing how the traction on your shoes wasn’t as good as they were before. 

Yubin looked back at you, an impatient look on her face, though she abstained from saying anything. 

You huffed, creating a cloud of smoke in the frigid air. You and Yubin were both startled by a cracking sound tearing across the sky. 

“Hurry! Grab my hand!” Yubin yelled, holding out her hand for you. You did as she said, taking her hand before she roughly pulled you under the cover of the roof of the second platform. 

Snow- Highly acidic snow- began to float down, sizzling on any surface or plant life growing in the area, whether it had barely grown or if it had already withered from previous snow storms. 

“Thanks.” You watched the snow flurry run its course. The longest recorded length had been about six hours. 

“The colliding ones must be on the hunt again.” You mumbled. 

Yubin fumbled with the lock to the door of the entrance to the platform. 

You remembered where Rendezvous ‘E’ was. 

It was the place Siyeon left you.

It was an ongoing battle, waking up every day and convincing yourself that maybe today, humanity would be worth it. 

No. 

It was worth it. 

A world where the innocent could abandon the steps of surviving and learn the steps of living. 

What constituted living? 

No longer waking up and wondering if you would have a home? 

No more families were torn apart by the famine or poverty that was brought on during the first and second collapses? 

Is living truly any different from surviving? 

“What are you thinking about?” Siyeon wrapped her arms around your shoulders from behind. 

“Huh?” You were dumbfounded. Unaware of where you were. 

Siyeon was back. 

“You were staring out into space again,” Siyeon rested her chin upon your shoulder, “something on your mind?” 

“Oh.” There was a slight pause. “No. Yes. I don’t know.” 

Siyeon smirked, moving to stand in front of you to meet your eyes. Deep down you wanted to resent her for leaving you after all this time. 

You couldn’t. 

“That was three different answers.” 

“I was just thinking, what if we don’t survive the third collapse?” You shared your fears with her. 

Something the ‘old you’ would’ve never dared. 

Siyeon’s mouth curled into a slight pout. She shook her head, resting her hands on your shoulders. 

“You can do it. I believe in you.” Siyeon smiled. 

That smile. You hadn’t realized how long it had been since you last saw her. 

You had just realized she was standing in front of you. She was back. 

You engulfed her into your arms, earning a giggle from her in return. 

“Took you long enough.” 

You wanted to cry. You wanted to scream. You wanted to ask her so many questions that have been left unanswered for however long it had been. 

You also wanted to run away with her and drop the whole mission entirely. Y

ou couldn’t bring yourself to do that, though. Not to Minji, Yubin, Gahyeon, or even to Siyeon. 

Siyeon held onto you for as long as you held onto her. Maybe you wouldn’t have let her go if given the option. 

You let go of her when Yubin entered the room. You ran down the chain of events that lead you here into this very room. 

You and Yubin crossed the train tracks and the platforms, and you narrowly avoided the acidic snow flurry. 

Anything, after Yubin got the platform door unlocked, had become a blur. 

Siyeon took a step back, looking at Yubin as she walked toward you holding a map in her hands. You looked at Siyeon, who suddenly became quiet in Yubin’s presence. 

“Minji and Gahyeon are reading to move on to rendezvous V.” Yubin showed you the map with a sticky note marking the different rendezvous points. 

You glanced at Siyeon, who shrugged in response. You knew what you had to do, however. You’ve done this mission before. 

Only, there were more people on your team. 

Now it left you, Minji, Yubin, Gahyeon, and now Siyeon- if she decided to rejoin. 

“Let’s get this over with.” You put so much authority into that one sentence, that even you started to believe you could pull the mission off. 

Siyeon smirked, a sense of pride filling her from the inside out. You smiled, knowing she was proud of you. 

Siyeon was the first person- Since the collapse- that told you she was proud of you. 

Proud of you for waking up every day. 

Proud of you for surviving an attack against the colliding ones. 

She was proud of you for just being you. 

“You can do it,” Siyeon whispered, giving you two thumbs up with a wide grin.

Yubin folded the map, “I forgot the ammo… One second.” 

She groaned as she left the room- if you could even call it that, and you were alone with Siyeon again. 

“You’re not rejoining?” A hint of disappointment in your tone when you looked back at Siyeon. She shook her head after a moment of hesitation. 

“You’re leaving? Again?” 

“I’m not leaving. I never left! I just… Needed to get away from the city.” Siyeon defended, although she understood your hurt from her departure. 

“You left me.” You reiterated only this time you hoped it was low enough to where it hadn’t reached her ears. 

Siyeon stepped closer to you, regret on her face. “I never meant to hurt you.”

 “I’m happy to see you again.” You stood your ground, not having the urge or wanting to cry anymore. 

“I’m happier that you are safe. But,” 

“There’s a catch.” 

“Why not…” Even then you couldn’t say it. Not immediately. 

Why not take me with you? 

The rest of the sentence burrowed in your mind, itching to come out. You wanted to know. 

You had to know. It was the only way you could get rid of the ache in your chest. 

“Got the ammo. I did almost step in a puddle but we can finally get out of here.” Yubin reentered the room, tilting her head immediately as she saw you. 

“Oh… Yeah. Coming.” You gave Siyeon one last glance. 

One last thing in your mind that begged its way to your mouth to be spoken out loud for the world- or at least Siyeon, to hear. 

I still love you. 

But you added that to a list of more words left unspoken. 

“I missed you.” Siyeon’s voice cracked slightly. 

You refused to bring yourself to look at her. You knew her tearful state would have made you cave. 

Yubin loaded enough ammo into two guns specially made for the colliding ones. 

I missed you too. 

Another missed opportunity. Another sentence is unspoken. 

Siyeon watched as you and Yubin left the room and into the ruins of an abandoned subway station.

Yubin led the way through the path of fallen debris and radioactive mushrooms that only grew in dark places where the colliding ones were typically found inhabiting the area. 

Luckily, they were docile in the dark. 

It was the light that caused them to become aggressive toward living beings. 

Yubin grimaced, avoiding the areas with the mushrooms that gave off the only light source in the ruins of the subway. 

The only light source the colliding ones could remain docile under. 

“Where the hell did you get all of this ammo?” You whispered, although your whisper still managed to echo throughout the ruins. 

“Bora left stashes of it all around the city back when…” Yubin stopped herself from continuing. She cleared her throat, moving a wooden beam to the side to squeeze through a tight space that led to the other side of the subway ruins. 

“She left a stash of ammo at each rendezvous point. Any access points we are permitted to, there will be ammo.” Yubin held out her hand for you as you came through the tight opening. 

“Daylight’s waiting.” She shivered, looking up the stairs at the sunlight that poured down onto the area below the steps. 

The future seemed so far away. 

The state of the world ceased to get better. You were sure it had decreased in quality. 

Officials empty promises of a better world once the third collapse is prevented. 

How they have the most elite of the elites on the job. 

The empty paychecks that came with the job. 

It only pissed you off more just thinking about it. 

You weren’t doing the job for a better future or a lavish lifestyle. 

As much as you wanted to resent her for leaving, you were doing it for Siyeon. 

Even then, you weren’t entirely sure if you resented her, the colliding ones, or yourself. 

You and Yubin met up with Minji and Gahyeon- who eventually got her busted tablet back. 

A frustrated sigh emitted from Gahyeon’s mouth as she tore her focus away from the tablet. 

“I may never beat Yeosang’s high score… Whoever that is.” 

“Yeosang? The barista at Aurora?” Yubin asked, sitting beside her on a rusted bench under a dilapidated roof cover. 

“He’s a barista? Didn’t think baristas had time to game.” Gahyeon mumbled, looking down at her tablet as she restarted her game. 

“You’re competing against someone you don’t know?” Yubin was a bit confused by Gahyeon’s reaction, thinking she had met him before. 

“Yeah. He’s the only other player anyway. Why not? How do you know him?” 

“Do you ever listen to my rants? He’s the one that always messes up my simple order!” 

“Could be worse. I would mess your order up on purpose if you came to my cafe.” 

Minji ignored the two’s conversation and scanned the area with her binoculars. 

“So.” You cleared your throat, unsure if you had spoken to her during the time you unintentionally spaced out. 

“You really need to stop making enemies. You never know who will try to abuse their power.”  Minji lowered the binoculars, handing them to you. You raised the lenses to your eyes, scanning the area she had just scanned. 

“It’s not like I try making enemies. People just need to stop pissing me off.” You mumbled, lowering the binoculars. 

“This is the infamously dangerous Maison?” You were unconvinced. 

It looked about as dangerous as the rest of the city. And that was saying something. 

“Rendezvous V is in Maison. The dead center of Maison.” Minji put the binoculars away. 

“Yes!” Gahyeon rose to her feet. “I beat him!” 

Minji chuckled, a smile forming on her face at the younger girl's accomplishment. 

“Aw! My tablet shut off!” Gahyeon frowned in sudden disappointment. 

“To be fair, it ran its course.” You crossed your arms. 

Gahyeon shrugged. “What if this Yeosang guy retaliates in the middle of someone’s cup of coffee? Then what?” 

You raised your eyebrows at her, “I doubt a barista in a busy city is going to beat your score anytime soon.” 

Gahyeon smiled, a relieved sigh leaving her lips. 

“Good.” 

“Back to the mission, I will accompany Yubin to rendezvous I. You and Gahyeon will go to rendezvous V,” Minji explained. You and Gahyeon agreed, even if it meant you two would have to traverse through Maison. 

Truth be told, you never stepped foot near Maison. Siyeon always advised you to never so much as look in the direction of Maison. 

Something about it scared her and you wondered what it could be. 

It was just something else you’ll never know the answer to. 

Minji and Yubin walked away, bidding you and Gahyeon farewell for the time being. 

You and Gahyeon began your trip toward Maison, hoping it didn’t snow there too. 

“Wait!” 

You stopped, turning to see Siyeon, bundled in a heavy jacket as she sprinted to catch up with you and Gahyeon. 

“I’m coming with you.” Siyeon panted, catching her breath as you continued to walk with Gahyeon and now Siyeon, who accompanied you two last minute. 

It was strange. 

Your estranged girlfriend- or, Ex-girlfriend, even if you two never actually broke up, was walking beside you and Gahyeon, someone else she left in pursuit of her ‘happiness’. 

You understood it too. Wanting to be happier and safe. You understood why she left, even if it took you forever to realize it. 

But it still hurt. 

It hurt that you never got a proper ‘goodbye’, you at least deserved that, right? 

It hurt that she never asked you, whether it was asking you what you thought or the fact she didn’t ask you to come with her. 

“Agh! I really hope Yeosang abandoned the game… He’s really hard to beat.” Gahyeon whined, mainly to herself, but from the glance she spared you, you felt obligated to speak. 

“He won’t beat you.” You replied, watching as the various puddles of acidic snow began to dwindle the more you three trudged into the Maison territory. 

“How do you know?” 

“Because I know you.” You stopped, feeling the air still around you. “If he does beat you, you will get back on and spend months trying to surpass him again. And you’ll succeed every time.” 

Gahyeon looked at you, a smile beaming on her face. 

Siyeon slipped her hand into yours, taking this moment as an opportunity. Her touch felt like fire against your skin, only you didn’t have the urge to pull your hand back in a hissing pain. 

“Y/N! Was that a compliment?” Gahyeon squealed, hugging you, which in turn almost knocked you off balance. 

And off guard. 

“Woah! So sorry!” Gahyeon helped steady you as an apology for almost knocking you off your feet. 

“Something isn’t right.” You stepped forward, letting go of Siyeon’s hand. 

“What isn’t right?” Siyeon asked, speaking for the first time since she joined. You took a few more steps forward, Siyeon and Gahyeon watched carefully. 

Gahyeon readied the gun Minji had given her before meeting up in between the rendezvous points E and V. 

Siyeon wasn’t a fighter. Nor did she have a gun or weapon of any kind. 

Even back then after the second collapse, she served as a ‘negotiator’ or a ‘runner’ who would run and distract the colliding ones for the sake of giving the fighters a better advantage. 

A runner, you thought. Maybe it was her fate to run away. 

“I don’t see anything…” Gahyeon hesitantly stepped forward. Siyeon remained where she was to observe the area. 

She was good at observing things. People too. 

That’s how she changed you. How she brought your soul back to your being after it had been broken after so much pain. 

“Watch your footing.” Siyeon breathed out, noticing the expertly hidden mines under mounds of pebbles that could- And would send you into a catatonic shock if touched by bare skin. 

You nor Gahyeon could see the mines. Neither of you was trained for anything other than fighting. Yubin was the only other person that could spot a mine in an open field. 

But Siyeon could. 

“Follow me. I know a path.” Siyeon carefully walked ahead, “follow my exact steps.” 

You did as she said, not wanting to risk catatonia or being blown up sky-high. 

Gahyeon watched you before she followed. 

“Who set the mines up? Don’t you ever wonder?” Gahyeon eyed your footing as you did with Siyeon. 

“Doesn’t matter. We aren’t here to find that out.” You never intended for that to come out as coldly as it did. 

The three of you jumped over the last group of pebbles and onto a patch of dry grass. A dilapidated sign that had “Maison” painted over it hung from the stone entrance. You were sure if a gust of wind came along, it would fall. Even the stone walls. 

“They’re here!” Gahyeon raised her gun on full alert, the special ammo already loaded in the chamber. 

“Where?!” You did the same, holding your gun up. Siyeon walked under the entrance. 

“What are you doing?!” 

“They aren’t going to come out if they know you’re armed. I will distract them.” She winked back at you. 

“What?” Gahyeon glanced at you, barely having heard you. She squinted, noticing more movement.

“Should we advance yet?” She added to her previous question. You took the lead, walking into the entrance after Siyeon had stood in the middle of the area beyond the entrance. 

There you saw it, a colliding one. Its sandy brown skin flowed and reconnected with various parts of its body like kinetic sand, the soulless sage green circles that made up its eyes, and ‘arms‘ that acted as swords or sledgehammers- The appearance of it only brought back painful memories. 

Gahyeon grimaced. She found them disgusting to look at, from how you could smell the copper scent from the distance you stood, to how the kinetic sand-like skin would fall to the surface they stood on only for it to reconnect back onto its body. 

Gahyeon had a theory, that after they kill their victim, they eat them. Cannibalism, she called it. 

But this thing wasn’t human. Not even close. 

“I don’t think I can make the shot.” Gahyeon whispered. You eyed Siyeon’s movements, waiting for her cue. 

“Don’t. Not yet. Let it get closer.” You mumbled, spotting another one coming out of the shadows. 

“I don’t think we can take three of them.” Gahyeon apprehensively looked back across the field of pebbles and mines. 

“Let’s skip this point and meet up with Minji and Yubin, I don’t like this.” Gahyeon pleaded under her breath although her gun remained in the air, unwavering. 

“It’s only three. We can take them.” You stepped forward, keeping to the shadows to not mess up Siyeon’s plan. Gahyeon followed your lead. 

A colliding one puddled itself and re-materialized a yard’s length from Siyeon. She closed her fist, giving you and Gahyeon the cue. 

“Now!” 

Gahyeon shot the colliding one, an immediate ‘head’ shot that caused the entire being to puddle itself into a heap of sand, rocks, and a very lethal substance that caused similar symptoms to radiation poisoning. 

Siyeon ran from her original spot as more and more of the colliding ones were drawn out by the gunshot. You wished the inside of Maison was as dark as the shadowed areas. 

“Stick to the shadows!” You yelled, shooting any beings that lunged. Gahyeon paused her shooting to reload more of the special ammo into her chamber. 

“They know we are here! It won’t matter!” Gahyeon cocked the gun, shooting more of the colliding ones. “Let’s go back!” 

“Okay! Retreat!” You ordered, shooting your last bullet before booking it back towards the entrance. 

You would have made it too. You, Gahyeon, and wherever Siyeon disappeared to. 

But Gahyeon’s scream shattered through the sound of crumbling and sand falling, a scream that made your blood run cold. 

“Gahyeon!” Siyeon’s own despaired scream rang out from across the space of the infested Maison entrance. She was too far to do anything. 

Too unprepared as well and too surrounded to help her friend. 

“I can’t,” Gahyeon cried out, trying to free her leg from the grasp she was in. She tried- and failed to claw her way to her fallen gun that only contained one bullet. She screamed, her fingernails damaged and bleeding as well as her leg where the colliding one had its grasp on her. 

“It hurts!” Gahyeon howled in pain. You frantically reloaded your weapon but in your panic, you managed to fumble and drop the bullets on the ground, some of them breaking into bits beyond repair. 

Dumbass!, you cursed yourself. 

But there were two bullets still intact. 

And there were now five colliding ones surrounding her. 

“No!” You cried out, your gun raised and loaded, but realistically you would only be able to take two of them down. 

You still shot, and just as you thought, you did only manage to take two of them down. 

You were yanked back outside of the otherwise stone entrance to Maison by Siyeon and back through the path of the mines. 

You were angry and grief-stricken, having abandoned your teammate like that. 

No. 

She was your friend before she was your teammate. 

The walls you had up that prevented you from getting close to anyone who would inevitably hurt you did not change the fact that Gahyeon was someone you cared for. 

Someone you would’ve saved if at all possible. 

Someone you should’ve saved. 

You pulled your arm from Siyeon’s grasp, turning towards the group of the colliding ones that had taken your friend from you. 

They were advancing towards you, puddling themselves as to pass by the mines undetected. 

“You fucking cowardly pieces of shit!” You screamed which in turn hurt your throat. 

But you didn’t care. You would heal later. 

Even if Gahyeon made it out somehow, she would take years to come back from the injuries she sustained. 

“Y/N, Don’t! Let’s go!” Siyeon grasped your arm, only for you to yank yourself away. 

You threw your empty gun directly onto one of the mines, which not only exploded and sent pebbles flying everywhere, but also managed to take out two puddled colliding ones. 

“Yeah! Fuck around and you will find out!” You were crying as you screamed that. Anger boiled the blood in your veins.

 Anger. All you felt was anger but you knew later when you were alone, the grief would dawn on you more, outweighing the anger completely. 

“Y/N.” Siyeon spoke in a stern tone, her teeth clenched. “You need to calm down!” 

You didn’t listen to her. You never listened to anyone when you were this angry. You wanted blood-shed. You wanted the anger to be appeased somehow. You wanted your friend back. 

“Don’t!” Siyeon watched as you picked up a decently sized rock, which thankfully had no other side effects aside from being a rock, and you let it fly, hurdling towards another mine. 

Only this mine was closer to you than you expected.

“I love you.” 

Siyeon was the first to say those three words to you. She never told you about the hurt that came with it when you hadn’t said it back. 

It wasn’t that you didn’t love her either. You loved her more than words could describe. 

You just weren’t used to hearing those words. Sure, your family had told you they loved you, but that was before the collapse. 

Before you lost them. 

You were afraid you would lose Siyeon too once you said those words. The last words you heard before losing your family were those words. ‘I love you.’ Before you lost your best friend, 

‘I love you.’ 

But here you were, hearing your girlfriend saying “I love you.”, in a safe environment too. 

Yet it scared you way more than you ever thought possible. 

‘I can’t lose you too.’ 

You just smiled at her despite your brain becoming a whirlpool of intense fear. 

Siyeon took your hand in hers and you willed yourself to just tell her you loved her back. 

You willed yourself to tell her you were having trouble saying those words because you had long associated them with pain and loss rather than love. Actual love. 

Siyeon never told you, but she understood. Of course, she did. 

The first time you managed to feel safe enough to tell her, “I love you.” She cried. 

Then you cried because of the guilt for withholding those three simple words from her. 

They were only words, sure, but they were anything but simple. 

You remember the faint scent of her perfume, the softness of her jacket, and the wet tears meeting the skin on the crook of your neck. 

She never meant to cry, and you never meant to make her cry. 

She wasn’t sad. She wasn’t angry nor did she ever blame you. 

She was happy. She was happy that even though she knew deep down how much you loved her, you had finally said it out loud and made it known. 

“I love you but you scared the hell out of me!” Siyeon was kneeling in front of you, worriedly trying to grasp your attention. 

You blinked and moved your head to take in your new surroundings. 

Siyeon let out a sigh of relief, taking your hand into hers. 

You were sat on a chair in a narrow hallway with walls covered in chipped black paint while the floor tiles were cracked yet still safe enough to walk on. 

“Where are we?” You asked her. It was then that you noticed how dry your throat was. A familiar sting accompanied the dryness as well. 

“Near rendezvous L. Minji and Yubin had to make an emergency call to the boss when they found us,” Siyeon filled you in on every detail that you somehow couldn’t remember. 

“A pebble touched your skin. You were catatonic for ten hours! Why didn’t you stop when I asked?” 

“They were going to kill us.” You mumbled. Your shoulders felt heavy, remembering what happened to Gahyeon. 

“We could’ve outrun them.” She countered. 

Something about her disappointment in you made you feel regretful. You wanted to cry. You wanted to curl into her arms and vent about everything wrong that has happened since she left. 

You wanted to turn back the time and instead of Gahyeon, it was you who was cut off by the colliding ones. 

Gahyeon, who dedicated hours to beating a barista’s high score. 

Gahyeon, who may never beat his- Yeosang’s- high score again if he decided to retaliate. 

Minji and Yubin exited a door beside you, long-faced and exhausted. 

You wondered how they brought you back from Maison. 

How long they had waited for you to snap out of your catatonic state. 

You wondered if Siyeon told them about Gahyeon. 

“The mission is to continue with the three of us.” Minji rubbed her eyes. Yubin didn’t speak a word. She looked to have already said her piece. 

You furrowed your eyebrows, looking up at Siyeon, who had stood up. 

“I’m… Not going with you guys…” She scratched the back of her neck, maintaining your gaze. 

Siyeon bent down to plant a kiss on your forehead. 

“I love you,” she smiled a gloomy smile. “I always have.” 

I still love you. 

But you didn’t have the energy to speak those words out loud. 

I don’t blame you for leaving. 

I miss you too. 

I need you. 

Please don’t leave. 

More unspoken words clouded your mind. 

I love you more than you’ll ever know. 

You began to cry in the chair you were sitting on. No one said anything. 

Siyeon, however, wrapped her arms around you as comfort. 

Please don’t leave. 

Then you screamed louder than you have before.

There were exactly five hours left before the third collapse would commence. 

You, Minji, Yubin, all three of you were as ready as you could be. Those materializations of the kinetic sand-like bodies and their sage green soulless eyes. The copper scent was enough to nauseate you from the distance you stood. 

You were given a newer gun with a much faster reload rate as you had blown up your old gun. 

You wondered if Siyeon told them what happened or if you meant it as an accident. 

The wind picked up at a higher speed the further the three of you trudged into their territory. 

The colliding ones were hostile, but you three had guns. Armed. 

They weren’t going to mess with you yet. Not until you shot first. 

You wondered if Minji or Yubin saw you as a ticking time bomb. If they worried you would do something stupid that would jeopardize the entire mission and inevitably the world. 

Like dropping all of the damn ammo when it was most crucial. 

“High alert. We’re in the center.” Minji’s voice came in clearly through the earpiece you had collectively put on. 

“Copy.” Yubin had one hand on her ear, turning down the volume, realizing how loud she had it set to. 

You watched the puddles of sand, rock,- and possibly just radiation- moving around the three of you. They never came any closer than three feet and even made way for you the further the three of you walked. 

Only a few of the colliding ones had actual ‘bodies’. Those were the ones that stood further back. 

“Did you get anything from rendezvous V?” Minji’s voice came through your earpiece again. 

“Trauma.” 

“Y/N, I swear to-“ 

“No. We didn’t get past the main entrance area.” You heard Minji’s quiet sigh as she nodded in acceptance. 

“We will make it work. Yubin, you’re up.” 

“On it.” Yubin took the lead, You and Minji covered her to make sure none of those things got close to her. 

You wouldn’t let it happen again. 

You swore. 

Yubin placed the D.C. device on the ground where the dead center of the area was. Even though the wind, sand, rocks, and whatever the colliding ones had mixed inside of them- radiation?- obstructed your view, Minji had been diligently keeping track of the GPS that marked the spot. 

Yubin connected the wires and armed the device that would send a shock wave throughout the third collapse point and, theoretically rip the colliding ones apart beyond repair. 

“All set.” 

Yubin jogged back over to you. And for a second, you thought you saw Siyeon. You gasped, pointing your gun towards the colliding being nearest her. 

“Siyeon! Run!” You screamed, firing a bullet at the colliding one that hadn’t done anything. 

Yet. 

“Y/N! No!” Minji yelled. Yubin raised her gun swiftly and began to shoot with Minji to fend off the colliding ones that had been set off by your mistake. 

You began to shoot as well and realized that Siyeon wasn’t there after all. 

Shit. 

You mentally cursed yourself with each bullet firing off. 

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit. 

You felt a tug on your arm, pulling you in the direction Yubin and Minji were going. 

They were retreating. 

Yubin armed the D.C. device but you knew you were surrounded for at least a mile. 

You all knew. 

The shock wave would obliterate your entire team as well if none of you make it past a certain point. 

“Cover me!” Minji yelled, needing to reload. You and Yubin did as she said, fending any of the beings off that tried to come near her. 

You were making it out of there. All three of you. 

And you were going to find Siyeon and tell her everything you never could bring yourself to say. 

You would make it up to Gahyeon, somehow. 

“Y/N! Yubin! Run! Just run!” Minji grit her teeth, struggling to aim in every direction at once. 

You and Yubin, and soon Minji, began to run, sprinting back towards what was called ‘the point of no return’. 

“In the hatch! Go!” Minji ushered. You and Yubin took turns climbing down the hatch that you had originally entered. 

It was dark, which meant it was safe. 

Minji slammed the hatch shut and locked it just as quickly. 

Yubin turned on the lights, illuminating the tunnel that led you there once she knew it was safe enough. 

It was then you were able to see Minji’s face, her eyes boring a hole into your own, and her teeth were clenched to top it all off. 

“What was that?! We had a plan! Why did you shoot?!” She raised her voice at you and for a moment, you noticed her fists clenching into a ball. 

“I thought I saw Siyeon! She came back so I thought she showed up anyway even though she said she wasn’t-“ 

“What are you talking about?” Minji unclenched her fist, though her tone and facial expression hadn’t changed. She was still glaring at you, her face flushed with a shade of red, and a vein sticking out very faintly on the side of her forehead. 

“Siyeon told us she wasn’t coming with us this time. She told us when I had barely come back from catatonia?” You glanced from Minji to Yubin. Only then did Minji soften her expression. 

“No, she wasn’t. Yubin and I were both there with you- Alone.” 

“Huh? But Yubin saw her! Remember? At the subway station? Siyeon was there!” You looked at Yubin, confusion throbbing in your head. 

“And she was with me and Gahyeon at Maison!” You desperately added. Yubin shook her head. 

“What are you talking about?” Yubin took a step back, staring at you as if you were a ghost. 

“You guys are just messing with me! You literally spoke to her! And she spoke to you!” You were on the verge of panicking. The frustration built its way up and threatened to explode from within you. 

“Oh, Y/N…” Minji’s mouth dropped into a frown. You felt uneasiness in the pit of your stomach. 

“Siyeon died during the second collapse.”

The day your world stopped was a day you distantly remember. Not because it wasn’t worth remembering, but because it was too painful to remember. 

You remember how it felt fighting alongside Siyeon, a little after the second collapse. The fear, adrenaline, even a little excitement as you were finally able to save her and protect her as she had with you. 

Siyeon wasn’t a fighter but she sure did try. She stuck with you, the ‘strong’ one in the relationship. 

You never felt strong, though. Any strength you showed, all originated from Siyeon. 

Siyeon knew a lot of things. 

But she did not know how strong she was. 

You would’ve succeeded in protecting her if you had faster reflexes. 

She wasn’t supposed to have been in the crossfire. She was supposed to distract, run, hide, and repeat. 

Distract. 

Run. 

Hide. 

Repeat. 

But you were both cornered and separated from your team. Only momentarily, but it was enough time for the worst to happen. 

You fended the colliding ones off from the two of you but that didn’t stop one from picking up a rebar and lodging it in yours and Siyeons direction. 

You wished you could say you both dodged it in time. Not just you. 

You wished you had jumped in front of her and protected her somehow. 

You wished you had never met her. 

No. 

You wished you had met her in a better world. 

“Siyeon, come on, stay with me! You’ll be fine!” You helped her onto a subway platform and hurried into a room that seemed out of place with the structure of the subway station. 

Still, you had tried to get Siyeon through the door opposite of the way you two came in from. Siyeon tried her best, but she had already succumbed to the exhaustion and lightheadedness she felt. 

She couldn’t do it. 

“How many people survive wounds like this?” Siyeon struggled to get that sentence out, yet she still got it out flawlessly. 

“Looks like you’ll be the first.” 

You were dead serious too. A little in denial. 

Or, fully in denial, but you believed it at the time. You weren’t losing her. 

Siyeon saw the humor in that, even in pain, she managed to smile. 

“I love you. You know that.” 

You did but you weren’t letting her give up on herself. 

“Sit with me.” Her voice was weaker than before. 

“No. You need to get up. We are going to get to a hospital and you will get proper medical attention and… And… I’m not losing you!” 

You didn’t care that your voice cracked or that the lump in your throat hurt from trying to suppress your emotions. 

“Sit.” Siyeon repeated, weakly tugging on your hand. 

You gave in. Of course you did. She had that effect on you. 

“I’m not going to make it. I know you know this.” Siyeon tried her best to stay awake. She really did, and every second she spent trying to keep herself awake, the more she felt exhausted. 

“I love you. Always have.” 

You wrapped your arms around her, kissing her cheek while she was still awake to feel it. You began to sob, feeling her fall limp. 

“Please don’t leave.” 

No response. 

“Please… Please don’t leave.” 

You screamed, begging whatever higher power was listening to bring her back, make her okay, to somehow teleport her to a hospital. 

“Y/N?” 

In your despair from remembering a painful memory, you realized where you were. But you didn’t know what happened. 

You were back at the apartment you shared with Siyeon, sitting on the edge of the bed and staring out of the window. 

“What are you thinking about?” It was Siyeon. She walked around and sat in the empty spot beside you. “Better view than the room you shared with Minji, Yubin, and Gahyeon, right?” 

You looked at her with tear-stained cheeks and more flooding down your face the more you looked at her. She was alive and healthy and it felt so real. 

“It… Is better.” You muttered, the lump in your throat ached worse than it had moments before. “But it hurts.” 

“You know I would never hurt you. Not intentionally.” Siyeon put her hand on your thigh with reassurance. 

“You have hurt me.” 

You wiped your eyes, standing up. 

“You fucking died!” 

Siyeon was taken aback. You knew she wasn’t really there. You knew it wasn’t her talking. Anything she said to you at that moment were words she’s spoken before. 

Words you remembered her saying and words you knew she was saying to try and make you feel better. 

She knew you. But you also knew her. 

And it hurt. 

You dug your fingertips into your scalp trying to appease the frustration you felt. 

“Please calm down.” Siyeon sat where she had been, unflinching, but the concern in her voice said otherwise. 

“No, Siyeon! You can’t just fix me and then leave me to fall apart again!” You were hyperventilating, the pain growing inside of you. Every feeling bottled inside had exploded within you. 

It was unbearable. 

“I told you, I never left. I was always here with you.” Siyeon moved from the spot on the bed and kneeled beside you, engulfing you in her arms. 

As comforting as it was, it only hurt more because you knew she wasn’t actually there. Not physically. 

“Why did you leave without me?” 

No answer. She would never answer a question like that. Not with what it implied. 

She would have wanted you to be happy, and outlive the colliding ones. 

But you were you. 

What other people wanted isn’t what you wanted. Not without her. 

“I still love you.” You forced out, thinking it would be the last time you ever would see her. 

Even if you knew her response, she would never know. You always had trouble sharing your true feelings. And when you did, it wasn’t often and it was only to Siyeon. No one else got nearly as close to you as she did. 

But it didn’t make anything you said any less true. 

Siyeon kissed your forehead. Not because she chose to, but because it’s what you remember her doing previous times you had broken down. 

“I’m here. I will always be here.” 

And she would hold you until you felt okay again. 

“I miss you.” You babbled. 

“I need you.” 

Siyeon didn’t say anything. You wondered if it would hurt more or less if she did. 

It was easier pretending she had left without a second word. You convinced yourself she just left for her hometown and didn’t tell anyone where. 

Even though you were there to witness her last breath, you were in denial. It was easier. 

“I don’t blame you for leaving.” 

Maybe you did blame her deep down for leaving you the way she did. 

Maybe she blamed you too. 

It wasn’t your choice and it wasn’t hers either. It was just the way you two were brought together and pulled apart. 

You felt freezing and heard the rapid fire of gunshots around you. Instead of your old apartment, you were in the center of the town you, ever so reluctantly, referred to as home. 

Siyeon was no longer with you. 

“Y/N!” Yubin sprinted towards you at full speed and pushed you behind cover as one of the colliding ones had detached its ‘arm’ and flung it at you before it reattached to its body like a boomerang. 

You felt the fire radiating heat from the buildings around you. You wondered how the pouring rain hadn’t set them out yet. 

Maybe in a minute, the fires would dissipate. 

Maybe nothing was real. 

The device. 

You almost forgot about how Yubin had planted the D.C. device. 

She must’ve set it off while you were shut off from reality. 

“If you die, Minji will kill you!” Yubin helped you stand before raising her gun once again, “and trust me when I say I’m not joking!” 

Yubin jogged away, shooting at any of the colliding ones that stood in her way. You looked around, realizing how many of the colliding ones there were that were left after the shockwave blast who were most likely retaliating. 

You knew you at least had to pull yourself together. If not for Minji or Yubin, then Siyeon. 

“Give them a reason to fear you.” 

You checked the chamber of your gun, making sure you had a full round, then you began to fire.

“Welcome to Aurora! What can I do for you?” 

You squinted at the name tag safety pinned to the barista’s shirt. 

Yeosang. 

“Yeosang?” You read out loud. 

Yeosang slowly nodded in response. “Do I know you?” 

You shook your head, stepping closer to the table he had begun cleaning before you had walked in. 

“You do know a friend of mine.” 

“Enlighten me.” He set down the rag, his eyebrows furrowed when you handed him your phone that had the leaderboards of the game he and Gahyeon competed against each other in, opened up on the screen. 

“Oh. Odd eye! I haven’t played that in months.” He reminisced. “Gahyeon is your friend? I actually didn’t know her. I see she did beat my score though. Didn’t think I’d ever see the day.” 

“What?” 

“I’m not saying she was bad at the game, just didn’t think anyone else played much… Or that she played often.” Yeosang shrugged, handing the phone back to you before finishing wiping down the table he stood in front of. 

“Do you still play?” You asked, pocketing your phone. Yeosang let out a small chuckle, “off and on. I’ll probably revisit it later, now that you mention it. Tell Gahyeon congratulations though.” 

“Yeosang.” 

He looked at you again, not yet used to being referred to by his actual name while working. 

“Gahyeon… Gahyeon passed away.” 

Yeosang froze as he wasn’t sure what to say. Especially not about someone he had only known through the leaderboards of the ‘Odd eye’ game. 

“Oh… I’m so sorry.” 

You stepped closer to where he had moved to. It was just the two of you in the cafe. 

“If you decide to play again,” you paused, feeling a lump in your throat forming. “Please, don’t beat her score. It was the last thing she was proud of.” 

Yeosang immediately gave you a thumbs up without a second thought, “Whatever your name is, you have my word.” 

“Thank you.” 

You left the cafe, the bell dinging as the door shut behind you. Whether he would keep his word or not, you trusted he would. 

You walked through the streets as many construction workers and volunteers worked to rebuild the city after you, Minji, Yubin, and any volunteers from the militia had successfully- although very destructively, prevented the third collapse. 

You took out the folded map from your back pocket and unfolded it to route the direction you needed to take out of the city and to the town Siyeon had once talked about. 

Whether it was a town worth it or not, Siyeon used to live there before you two had met. 

You read over the sticky note stuck to the map beside the circled location of the town you were headed for. 

‘Bring back a souvenir - Yubin and Minji.’

It’s been years since the prevention of the third collapse. Years since you’ve heard from Yubin and Minji. 

Not that they never tried reaching you, just that they were busy with other things. 

You learned to come to terms with losing Siyeon, though you still have your moments. 

Even years later, you never found love in someone else. Nor did you look for it. 

As far as you were concerned, Siyeon was the only person you have and would ever love. 

You walked out to your garden to upkeep your plants. It’s the only hobby you picked up as a coping mechanism that somewhat helped you. 

You still bottled your feelings inside, not having anyone to talk to about them. Not like you could with Siyeon. 

You watered your plants evenly and got carried away, lost in your own world. You almost didn’t notice the three shadows cast over you and your plants. 

Curious, you turned around as you hadn’t had a visitor in a long time. 

“Do you have our souvenirs?” Yubin grinned. She was the first to hug you. 

Then Minji, who held onto you tighter than Yubin but for a shorter amount of time. 

Minji glanced back behind her, “oh yeah. Look who came back.” 

You widened your eyes, dropping the watering can which in turn caused the water to spill out. 

Gahyeon stood behind Yubin and Minji. She looked a little older, as it had been years, but she was there. 

Alive, but you noticed how she limped when she walked closer to you, sending a wave of guilt through you. 

At least she was alive. 

She beamed at you as if nothing had happened all of those years ago, throwing her arms around you. 

“Missed me?”

#dreamcatcher #dreamcatcher x reader #dreamcatcher siyeon #dreamcatcher gahyeon #dreamcatcher jiu #dreamcatcher dami #dreamcatcher x siyeon #dreamcatcher angst #dreamcatcher imagines #holy fuck this took forever to edit

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🥺, 🤡, 🛒, ✨, 🛠, ⛔, 💖, ❌, 🤗, 🎉, 🤯, and 🤭, please?

fic writer asks!

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

PINING 🥹

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

Another Twenty Questions bit because, again, personally think it’s hilarious:

Rodney still looks puzzled, and John rolls his eyes.

"There's, like, a whole lot of ground to cover between Ronon and twinks, McKay."

"Wait, what?" Rodney says, eyes wide. "Are there twinkies here?!"

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

Vulnerability and insecurity are probably the big ones?

✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉

UGH DO I HAVE TO?

Edit: I wrote that and then went to another question, intending to return to this later. I did not.

Um okay. I think I write nice sentences. They flow in a pleasant rhythmic way.

⛔ Do you have a fic you started, but scrapped?

I have some fics that are merely resting but have been doing so for multiple years, so.

💖 What made you start writing?

God as if I fucking remember??? I always loved to read and liked scribbling little stories. I think I was maybe 13 when I wrote my first fic while actually knowing what fic was, and that was over two decades ago ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

❌ What's a trope you will never write?

I’m a never-say-never type but I cannot see myself writing omegaverse, it does absolutely nothing for me.

🤗 What advice would you give to new fanfic writers that are just getting started?

Just have fun I guess? Don’t spell come with the u spelling especially if you’re using it as a verb?

🎉 What leads you to consider a fic a success?

I answered this before and I stand by what I said which is “did I tell the story I wanted to tell/am I happy with it” but I won’t lie and say getting comments doesn’t make me feel real good ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

🤯 What's a genre you struggle with as a writer (ex. romance, action, etc.)?

Ensemble stories. I struggle with scenes that have more than two people, and also with plots that go more complex than simple romantic contrivances?

🤭 Do you have a favorite tag to use when posting your works?

“Special appearance by the inherent sadness of John Sheppard” because I personally think that is a very funny tag

#ask meme