#( everyone say happy birthday hyeon!

[dreamzvelvet]

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 Dreamcatcher

Dreamcatcher (드림캐쳐) is a K-pop girl group made up of seven members: JiU, SuA, Siyeon, Handong, Yoohyeon, Dami and Gahyeon. They debuted officially on 13 January 2017, with the single "Chase Me". The group is formed by Happy Face Entertainment company and the official name of their fandom is "InSomnia".

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 The group's history:

Inicially, the group debuted on 18 September 2014 under the name MINX with the single "Why Did You Come To My Home?" It was only formed by JiU, SuA, Siyeon, Yoohyeon and Dami. They had a completely different concept from now, which was a cute concept. It didn't work out, so they re-debuted with all seven members this time, forming the well-known Dreamcatcher, that has a very unique concept in the whole world of K-pop.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 The members:

Stage name: JiU (지유)

Birth name: Kim Min-ji (김민지)

Position: Leader, Lead dancer, Lead vocalist, Visual

Birthday: 05/17/1994

Age: 30 years old

Zodiac sign: Taurus

Height: 167 cm (5'6 ″)

Weight: 49 kg (108 lbs)

Blood type: B

Animal that she represents: Bunny

Solo song: Cherry (Real Miracle)

Favorite color: Pink

JiU was born in Daejeon, South Korea. She has a younger brother and is the oldest member of the group (unnie).

Stage name: SuA (수아)

Birth name: Kim Bo Ra (김보라)

Position: Main dancer, Leader rapper, Vocalist

Birthday: 08/10/1994

Age: 29 years old

Zodiac sign: Lion

Height: 162 cm (5 ft 3¾ in)

Weight: 43 kg (94 lbs)

Blood type: O

Animal that she represents: Elephant or Bird

Solo song: No Dot

Favorite color: Red

SuA was born in Changwon, South Korea. She has an older brother and is the fastest member to learn the choreographies. Her personality is brilliant, she's friendly and outgoing, always laughing and making everyone around her laugh.

Stage name: Siyeon (시연)

Birth name: Lee Si-yeon (이시연)

Position: Main vocalist

Birthday: 10/01/1995

Age: 28 years old

Zodiac sign: Libra

Height: 166 cm (5′5)

Weight: 49 kg (108 lbs)

Blood type: A

Animal that she represents: Wolf

Solo songs: Entrancing and Paradise

Favorite color: Blue

Siyeon was born in Daegu, South Korea. She has an older sister and hates shrimps.

Stage name: Handong (한동)

Birth name:  Han Dong (韓東)

Position: Vocalist

Birthday: 03/26/1996

Age: 28 years old

Zodiac sign: Aries

Height: 165 cm (5'5 ″)

Weight: ?

Blood type: O

Animal that she represents: Cat

Solo song: Winter

Favorite color: Black and White

Handong was born in Wuhan, China. She is the only member of the group who isn't Korean and has a shy personality.

Stage name: Yoohyeon (유현)

Birth name:  Kim Yoo-hyeon (김유현)

Position: Lead vocalist

Birthday: 01/07/1997

Age: 27 years old

Zodiac sign: Capricorn

Height:  168 cm (5'6 ″)

Weight: 49 kg (108 lbs)

Blood type: O

Animal that she represents: Dog

Solo song: For

Favorite color: Green

Yoohyeon was born in Incheon, South Korea. She has a younger brother and is learning Mandarin and German. The other members say that she forgets about everything all the time. She has myopia and astigmatism.

Stage name: Dami (다미)

Birth name:  Lee Yu-bin (이유빈)

Position: Main rapper, Lead dancer, Vocalist

Birthday: 07/03/1997

Age: 27 years old

Zodiac sign: Pisces

Height:   163 cm (5'4 ″)

Weight:  44 kg (97 lbs)

Blood type: A

Animal that she represents: Panda

Solo song: Beauty Full

Favorite color: Yellow, Black and White

Dami was born in Seoul, South Korea. She has a soldier brother, can fight kendo and has a strong voice.

Stage name: Gahyeon (가현)

Birth name:  Lee Ga-hyeon (이가현)

Position: Rapper and Vocalist

Birthday: 03/02/1997

Age: 25 years old

Zodiac sign: Aquarius

Height: 160 cm (5'3 ")

Weight: ?

Blood type: AB

Animal that she represents: Fox

Solo song: Playground

Favorite color: ?

Gahyeon was born in Seongnam, South Korea. She is the best at maths and is the younger member of the group (maknae).

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 Discography:

❥ Chase Me - Single - 4 songs (2017);

❥ Fall Asleep In the Mirror - Single - 4 songs (2017);

❥ Prequel - EP - 6 songs (2017);

❥ Full Moon - Single - 2 songs (2018);

❥ Nightmare - Escape the ERA - EP - 6 songs (2018);

❥ Alone In the City - EP - 6 songs (2018);

❥ Over the Sky - Single - 2 songs (2019);

❥ The End of Nightmare - EP - 6 songs (2019);

❥ The Beginning of The End - Japanese Comeback - Album - 12 songs (2019);

❥ Raid of Dream - EP - 5 songs (2019);

❥ Dystopia: The Tree of Language - Album- 14 songs (2020);

❥ Endless Night - Single - 3 songs (2020);

❥ R.o.S.E BLUE - Single - 2 songs (2020);

❥ Dystopia: Lose Myself - EP - 6 songs (2020);

❥ Eclipse TV Size - Single - 1 song (2020);

❥ Dystopia: Road to Utopia - EP - 7 songs (2021);

❥ Eclipse - Japanese Comeback - EP - 6 songs (2021);

❥ Summer Holiday - EP - 6 songs (2021);

❥ Apocalypse: Save us - Album - 14 songs (2022);

❥ Apocalypse: Follow us - Album - 6 songs (2022);

❥ REASON - Single - 2 songs (2023);

❥ Apocalypse: From us - EP - 5 songs (2023);

❥ VillainS - EP - 5 songs (2023);

❥ VirtuouS - EP - 5 songs (2024);

[allofusaredead-incorrectquotes]

The Roast of Na-yeon

Nam-ra: [power-walking onto the stage] If you ever wondered whether you were Lee Na-yeon, here is a quiz to help.

Nam-ra: If you have put sunblock on a window, then you might be Lee Na-yeon.

Class 2-5: [laughs]

Nam-ra: I normally don’t enjoy making people laugh.

Nam-ra: If you ever called the fire department because your head is stuck in your chair, you might be-

Everyone: Lee Na-yeon!

Class 2-5: [claps]

Woo-jin: I have made a list of people I would make out with before I would make out with Lee Na-yeon.

Woo-jin: A turtle. A fridge. Any one of my sister’s friends.

Min-jae, Joon-seong, and Mi-jin: [cheer]

Woo-jin: A wood-chipper. Dae-su.

Dae-su: [pumps fist]

Woo-jin: A candle. And Lord Voldemort.

Woo-jin: Anyways, happy birthday Na-yeon.

Class 2-5: [claps]

Cheong-san: Na-yeon, you ran me over with your car. You posted a picture of me shirtless on the bulletin board with a caption that said, ‘Gross.’ Na-yeon, you are the reason I’m sad. You are the reason I have things to forget.

Class 2-5: [claps]

Hyo-ryung: [angrily berates Na-yeon in a foreign language]

Class 2-5: [claps]

Gyeong-su: [begins to walk towards the stage]

Na-yeon: No! Friends only! Friends only!

Gyeong-su: [shrugs]

Ji-min: Several times a day, Na-yeon says words that are way beyond my vocabulary. Remember Spiderface?

Ji-min: Well, the quote was 'Cut off your nose to Spite Your Face’.

Class 2-5: [laughs]

Principal: How dare you all attack her like this? Na-yeon is your superior! You should be bowing down to her!

Na-yeon: Idiot, idiot, idiot-

Principal: Are you calling me an idiot? Don't you ever talk to me that way, you pathetic, short little woman, you don't even have any friends, any family, or any land!

Class 2-5: [laughs]

Joon-yeong: I have something very serious to say here. Every hour, someone is involved in an internet scam.

Joon-yeong: That woman is Lee Na-yeon. She's supporting about 20 Nigerian Princes.

Joon-yeong: Oh, and Na-yeon is a great delegator. She never does any work herself- Ever.

Joon-yeong: And one time I saw her report card and her scores were so low.

Dae-su: How low were they?

Joon-yeong: If they were an iPOD, they would be a shuffle!

Class 2-5: OHH!!!

On-jo: Hey, Na-yeon, what’s her name, all the way in the back?

Na-yeon: Very funny.

On-jo: What’s her name?

Na-yeon: Min-ji.

On—jo: Min-ji left hours ago. What’s her name?

Na-yeon: I don’t believe we’ve had the pleasure.

Girl: Na-yeon, I gave you a ride home last week and we spent an hour in traffic.

On-jo: What’s her name?

Na-yeon: Yeong-ju.

On-jo: Nope. Her name is Na-yeon.

Na-yeon:

Dae-su: [playing a guitar] What I hate about you: You really suck as a friend. You're the losiest, jerkiest, and you're dumber than fried chicken!

Class 2-5: [clapping along]

Dae-su: We're stuck listening to you all day! Hyeon-ju tried to die just to get away, well it's true- That's what I hate about you!

Class 2-5: That’s what I hate about you!

Dae-su: Yoooooooouuuuu!

[nettlestonenell]

Part Two: 

Ardent Human Desire vs. Fate and the Manpasikjeok OR Why Are There So Many Obstacles Between Lee Gon and Jeong Tae-Eul’s Ultimate Reunion?

If you haven’t, please go back and read Part One: Questions About the Flute OR User Manual, Manpasikjeok Edition

Let’s agree to a few things to start, here.

1.       In a parallel universe, everyone has a counterpart/doppelganger.

2.       In TKEM’s version of this, your counterpart/doppelganger shares not only your birthday and therefore your age, but also your exact genealogy—which is to say you have the same parents, grandparents, bloodline across each universe. In TKEM this means you will have the same family name (Jo, Lee, Jeong, Myeong) across all possible universes, though your first names will change depending on your iteration. This also means that you are fated to be with the same family/lover/spouse across all possible universes. This is pre-appointed and applies to everyone. *exception: as the worlds begin to show their cracks, Jo Yeong’s parents have divorced, while Jo Eun-Sup’s stayed together, and have had twins. (The finale, when the worlds are again harmonized, reunites Jo Yeong’s parents and they do have twins, which seems to signal that this was their proper Fate)

3.       Episode 16, the series finale, seems to really muddy the waters of #2 in a way that I probably lean toward being sloppy consistency rather than deliberate revoking of world-building absolutes [Example: Jo Yeong’s parents are together in 2022 and have twins, but those children would be several years younger than their Republic counterparts (who are said to be starting Kindergarten at that same time), which is…not parallel universes in balance? It would signal exactly the opposite—that time and life flows entirely differently in each universe after repairing the flute…and 1:1 doppelgangers are no more--which is maybe yet another post needed to ponder that on…]

If we take on #2, we are left asking ourselves about three particular characters and their doppelgangers: Lee Gon/Lee Ji-Hyun, Jeong Tae-Eul/Luna, and Kang Sin-Jae/Kang Hyeon-Min

Across all universes, how are they fated to hook-up? OR Who is Jeong Tae-Eul’s true, fated love across all universes in the mind and will of Manpasikjeok?

Is it Jeong Tae-Eul/Luna, and Kang Sin-Jae?

For example, if Shin-Jae of the Kingdom is fated for Luna, and vice versa, and he’s been taken to the Republic (against the will of the flute), he can’t be with Luna. BUT, if that is the fate, that those two are to be together--especially to have a child--then it translates across all parallel worlds, and means that Jeong Tae-Eul is meant for Kang Hyeon-Min, yes? The two Republic-based iterations. This also would illuminate two other things:

1.       The fact that Sin-Jae "has feelings for” Tae-Eul. She’s not the “right” iteration for him (he’s Kingdom and she’s Republic), but she’s the closest he can get to the satisfaction of his heart, in a frustrated Fate.

2.      It could be suggested -- Did you ever notice that the youth embodiment of the flute appears at least twice in situations that throw KSJ and JTE even closer together? In one, he’s leading that group of high schoolers past the TaeKwonDo center where KSJ first sees Tae-Eul, and in another he’s bullying KSJ so that JTE fights for KSJ. It doesn’t seem coincidental to me that the flute makes an appearance trying to throw these two together—even though they’re the wrong match. Poor thing, it’s trying, in its broken state, to still do its job, to still steer fate.

3.       But yet, Tae-Eul never--even long before meeting Lee Gon--has romantic feelings for Sin-Jae.

4.       And what we’re shown in the final episode of the series between Sin-Jae and Luna in the Kingdom could at best be called pre-romantic. (and more likely be termed platonic) Their relationship mirrors the JTE/KSJ relationship in the Republic, of her hyung-nim well before Lee Gon appeared, before KSJ expressed that he had feelings for her.

Is it Jeong Tae-Eul and Kang Hyeon-Min?

If it’s meant to be JTE and Kang Hyeon-Min as a fated couple, that’s impossible, as KHM has been rendered comatose in a way that we’re not shown is related to either the Traitor or the Treason. We are shown in Episode 16 what was “supposed” to happen was that he would NOT be struck by the car—his original fate doesn’t hold, there, and as such, his character in 2022, now a chaebol, is removed entirely from JTE’s circle of acquaintance. I’d say, importantly, in the Episode 16 re-set (pre-LG’s return), she not only never looks him up, she never encounters him, which if he were her fate or her potential fate, she surely would have.

Is it Jeong Tae-Eul and Lee Ji-Hyun?

I confess this is where my money is. Of course, Lee Ji-Hyun, in the Traitor’s made-over version of the Republic, dies at age 8, so JTE would never have met him, and therefore I posit would have lived as a single, childless woman until her death in that version of the Republic. (Without the LG re-set)

(Had she not met Lee Gon) I believe that JTE and LJH were fated, in the will and agenda of the flute. They are its preferred match.

What about Lee Gon, then? Who for him?

Remember, in Episode 16, Luna gets a found-family re-set, and PM Koo is jailed after some political intrigue (though not having risen as high as PM). While Lee Gon would not likely have met Luna 1.0 the street rat, it’s not impossible to think that he might, at some function or another, have met a politician’s sibling who was college-educated and working as a civil servant.

I choose to believe that all versions of JTE and LG are fated to be lovers and ultimately parents to children. It is only Lee R/Lim’s cockblock that makes it impossible for the Republic’s iteration of JTE to meet Lee Ji-Hyun, dead aged 8. 

Which is where Ardent Human Desire comes into play in altering Fate.

What is Ardent Human Desire when we’re talking about Fate?

Let me direct you to a little moment in a show called Goblin/Guardian: The Lonely and Great God, written by Kim Eun-Suk, the writer of TKEM. 

A moment of set-up: the Grim Reaper has a tea room behind a solid (to living human eyes) wall. In it he entertains dead souls before they leave this world. In one episode, a living human man comes through the door, begging for a bathroom. Both Goblin and Reaper are stunned: no one living should be able to come through that door, much less see it. It’s not their Fate. Fate is unchangeable, right? But after directing the living man (in pain from a need for the toilet), they muse that ardent human desire can perhaps open any door (alter any assigned fate). [Something Goblin is eager to accomplish, subverting fate]

Seeing as it’s from the same author’s mind, I’d argue that that concept comes into play in TKEM, too.

From the Night of the Treason forward, Lee Gon has an ardent human desire to find JTE. Not Luna. No, he wants to meet the woman from the Republic who’s a police officer. That’s 25 years of a (let’s be clear: non-sexual, non-romantic at the time) persistent desire that never lessens, never fades. Furthermore, it’s a desire of the king who’s a potential player of the flute, of the growing child who heard the flute call to him. Of the man who chooses ultimately to retrieve the flute whole at ultimate personal risk (and risk, even, to his relationship with JTE, the object of his Ardent Human Desire).

And the flute tests him—in fact, I will argue with you all night and into the weekend that what we’re shown of him opening every door in the universe is just that: a test by Manpasikjeok. “Are you sure she’s what you really want?” it’s asking him. “How far will you go to find her? How many iterations of her happy can I show you until it lessens your desire for her? Until you give in?”

I think it’s terribly important that in no iteration does LG find a JTE doppelganger that’s in a bad situation, in need of rescuing. [Case in point: Luna 1.0 street rat--he’s allowed to see nothing similar] He expressly tells JTE that she is happy every time he finds a version of her. And yet, because of how fate works in TKEM’s universes, he likewise never finds her married or involved with anyone, or with children—because, as Part One laid out: if one Lee Gon/JTE has children (same birthdays)/hooks up with their fate, then ALL iterations of Lee Gon/JTE have children (same birthdays)/have hooked up with their fate--particularly once the timeline and flute have been repaired.

We know that if those JTEs had met their LG iterations they would have AT LEAST recognized our LG’s face when he presented himself. But they don’t. Nope. She is always employed, always still living in the same building with one, if not two, parents. Because of that we’re never shown that LG has trouble locating her (as JTE did in the Kingdom locating her mother, checking their address, b/c there her parents were both dead).

This shot will never look above-board.

To think about how these/this situation works, keep in mind that last leap during their epilogue dating trips—where LG had just left the Kingdom and they were blipped back there only minutes later. The flute, in its whole form, is clearly controlling where they are sent and when (and perhaps that’s a different post, too, about how the flute is preparing/teaching Lee Gon to be its eventual player). The flute, when whole, controls where you end up. It’s not a transporter where you dial up your destination, it’s spinning a roulette wheel if the roulette wheel is fixed by the House.

Here, in the immediate wake of resetting the night of the Treason, the flute is actively NOT LETTING Lee Gon get to JTE. It is MAKING HIM open every door in the universe, seeing if he will persist, showing him what it wants him to see. (Her happy and at peace, not in need of him.) The flute is trying to see if it can convince Lee Gon to let her go since, as they are from two different worlds, they are not each other’s assigned fate.

Obviously, showing him a JTE in straitened circumstances would only encourage him to find her. That’s not going to lessen his desire, so the flute doesn’t go that route. Instead, it shows JTE with purpose, first (I think) as an airline pilot, then a soldier, a graduate of the police academy, and finally as some version of an ‘Idol’ (I think.) [*All positions that also do a surprisingly good job of showing qualities that would sync well with being the Queen of the Kingdom, so perhaps the flute is a little conflicted about JTE as well…]

And what’s more, during this time, as LG is opening every door in the universe (and also, I assume, only being able to venture into the liminal space and leave the Kingdom occasionally b/c he’s still got King Work to do), the flute decides to put someone directly in bitterly lonely Tae-Eul’s path as well.

And it’s not to break her heart (nor viewers’). 

Think about when she encounters Lee Ji-Hyun on the street. On my original views it seemed to me that he didn’t take any notice of her at all (she is, at her height, well out of his line of sight), but upon closer re-watch he DOES actually have a second of looking at her. It’s not extended eye contact, and maybe not direct eye contact at all, but he does see her. In this, the flute gives Tae-Eul the chance to see her original, pre-LG fated love. And what does it have him dressed in, just for her sake?

That’s right: his military uniform. It’s not the same coat Lee Gon wore when washing rice, that was white—but it’s the black one he and Yeong are wearing in their selfie. “Here he is,” the flute/Fate seems to be saying to her, “he could be yours if you’ll only accept him.”

[*It is also perhaps because Lee Ji-Hyu- iterations are serving his military service that the other JTE-iterations have not met him yet in the other parallel universes]

But the Ardent Human Desire of these two lovers refuses to be swayed, even after a year of separation and total ignorance of each other’s post-reset situations. Persistent. Ardent. Human. Desire.

The flute is indebted to both of them. They each took steps that culminated in a destiny/fate they each chose to embrace (to use Prince Buyeong’s words). They sacrificed their own Ardent Human Desires to fix the timeline and the parallel universes while knowing it might well separate them forever from that which they desire (the exact opposite of villainous Lee R/Lim’s actions). [In fact, making  ultimately Kingly choices, shows of wisdom and worthiness.]

The King Lee Gon chose for not only his subjects, but also the citizens of the Republic, and the future Queen JTE chose to brave the liminal space with Lee R/Lim for her love, the King.

And in the wake of that, fate—and the Manpasikjeok—agreed to bend.

Which is why LG and JTE then become what is fated.

[wsgeon]

hey everyone! ummm this is peyton (also the mun of lee hyeon) taking a second shot at a second character — i have a lot of muse for this one, so i swear he’ll be around for a while… 🥵 this is ryu geon, yes his name rhymes with hyeon’s & no i do not care ♥️ he’s the lead guitarist/vocalist of meta and also the son of a former nobody rockstar, but i’ll get into all that below! like this post if you’d like for me to come into your ims to plot, click the read more for more info on geon, and/or click here to be taken to his pages: CAREER, DOSSIER, PINTEREST.

HISTORY.

born in autumn ‘97 to a “budding rockstar” (translation: “no yeah i swear our band’s really starting to take off, we sold twenty-three tickets to our last show!”) & a woman with commitment issues ♥️ geon’s dad always told him that his mom left because she had some dire matters that needed to be taken care of and SWORE that she cried the last time she held her dear baby boy, but all of his dad’s bandmates say that she was just some groupie and had to be persuaded into carrying her child to term… who can say for sure?

naturally, there are no pictures of this mystery woman. there was one (1) of her holding infant geon, but then he found out that that was actually a sound tech who worked for his dad’s band… and he just never corrected geon’s assumptions LOLLLL

anyway! he was always really close to his dad, considering they were a two-person family. he has a set of grandparents, an aunt and a couple cousins but they were never involved with geon’s life because his dad is the #blacksheep of the family. geon and his dad against the world, am i right?

uhhh geon was also kind of a black sheep growing up, but he didn’t really notice? he was a happy kid, very energetic and enthusiastic. a lot of adults in the area looked down on him & his dad, but he was SOOOO blind to it because his dad’s a god in his eyes and HE’S always been nice to everyone, so why would they not like him??? because his clothes smelled a little like dad’s cigarette smoke??? big deal

wasn’t troublesome (beyond talking too much), but a lot of people still expected bad things from him :/ “his father’s a dirtbag, i’ll be surprised if that boy doesn’t end up in jail by 20”, “he won’t amount to anything without a proper role model in his life”, “his dad is teaching him how to slack off”, “he won’t contribute anything to society”, etc. he kindaaa picked up on this as he got older but pretended not to because it was more rewarding to play dumb and keep being a good kid(tm) to prove them wrong

was basically a mini version of his dad. same style, similar features, birthmarks in the same places, same “live today, die tomorrow” approach in life, same affinity for singing & playing rock music. ummm he loved his dad a lot. a lot. a lot. wanted to make him proud SO BAD, started his first band when he was 15 and they sucked so bad but his dad was their biggest fan… you know how it is. a lot of people misunderstood him, but he was a very good guy and such a great parent

TW DEATH unfortunately he passed away just shy of geon’s 18th birthday and your boy still hasn’t forgiven the world for taking his dad when he was in the middle of his angsty teen phase — had he known that their time together was dwindling, he would’ve been so so so much better to him END TW

his dad’s band actually rocketed into the charts after he passed & suddenly they were getting loads of publicity, lots of “what a shame that he went under-appreciated” which pissed geon off SOOOO bad because why couldn’t they have had that energy when he was still alive? he’s still mad about it five/six years later

this is getting kinda long, so uhhh tl;dr, he ended up staying with the drummer of his dad’s band until he was old enough to live alone/READY to live alone, but he changed quite a bit. was really going through it, quit his band, stopped putting effort into school. barely graduated. went from being a social butterfly spending every weekend at a gig or with friends to spending all of his time on a pc or in front of a tv, playing console games. the internet comforted him when nobody else would/could and then he met the future members of meta <33333333 #newbeginnings

present day geon is still struggling, has to go to counseling bi-weekly but he’s coming back out of his shell! he wants to fall in love with life again, just wants to tread carefully... outgoing & will talk to absolutely anyone, but he still spends most of his time alone. hard to reach by text, so if you wanna talk to him, you better call/facetime LMAO. talks a mile a minute, especially if you get him going abt something he really likes. laughs a lot, smiles a lot, more habitual than actual signs of happiness but yk. ummm he has a really loud voice, mostly controlled nowadays but he still gets carried away sometimes. an absolute menace during long drives/flights, sorry meta.

funny but only when he’s in large groups. feeds off of other peoples’ energy, really good at reading a room and breaking the ice/making everyone comfortable, but if you meet him 1-on-1, none of his jokes land quite the same.

i envision him as being the kind of guy who carries himself in such a way that you’d assume he’s really popular/out of reach/maybe even full of himself, but he’s... not like that... at all... in fact, he’s kinda irritating when you get to know him. the personification of a flood followed by a drought and vice versa, always either too much or not enough. gets used/ghosted/dropped/dumped/whatever a lot because he’s soooo fun in the moment (if he isn’t in his feelings), but draining long-term.

really emotionally intelligent, in touch with his feelings in a way that a lot of people never thought he would be (probably thanks to counseling tbh). he’s very very rarely the type of person who will make you wonder what your place in his life is — he’s communicative, kind, honest. ummm he thinks that intimacy between friends needs to be more common, so he’s really affectionate with the people in his life. type of guy to tell you he loves you every chance he gets (calling you when he’s drunk, sounding like a clingy ex type beat) & greet you/depart with a hug. losing his dad kinda fucked him up in the way that he won’t leave/hang up until his friends say “i love you” back, gets kinda (re: very) upset if he’s denied that and/or a hug.

TRIVIA.

has been playing the guitar “longer than he’s been walking” (not really, but he swears it’s true).

uhhh he really likes nail art, but he’s kinda hesitant in what he tries? mainly sticks to black polish (or other plain colors), but sometimes he’ll get little designs added in as well. mainly does it himself because he still doesn’t feel comfortable in salons... if his work looks bad, leave him alone <3 he’s trying

inspired by people like kurt cobain, nicky wire, yungblud, billie joe armstrong & damiano david in the fact that he’s not against wearing dresses or skirts on stage. doesn’t do it ALL the time, but often enough that it doesn’t go unnoticed. some people say that he does it for attention because he doesn’t dress like that elsewhere and tbh they’re probably kinda right

interested in history (only SOME... dinosaurs, ancient civilizations, specialized areas like the history of circuses/clowns/skateboarding/punk, stuff like that yk), stand-up comedy & documentaries. could spend a whole day watching documentaries and would say he had fun, has a lot of useless knowledge that nobody gives a fuck about and is kinda dumb when it comes to things that matter

when it comes to music, he prefers playing really fast and heavy rock or punk over anything else, but he actually listens to a lot more soft indie on his own time... he’s too tense these days to be listening to anything else RIPPP

the vibe: homemade tie-dye, ripped slipknot t-shirts, frosted tips, neon crocs with alien & peace-sign charms, chipped black nail polish, calloused hands, cheesy pick-up lines used NOT to land a date but to pull a smile, driving until he’s lost, stupid socks paired with pressed suits, dramatic poetry in an iphone note, etc. 

PLOT IDEAS.

people he met through online support groups about coping with grief

uhhh an on & off relationship that’s been going for who-knows-how-long. the reason for this is up for discussion, but i imagine that he hasn’t given up yet because the constant highs and lows are a good source of inspo 🤪 artists must suffer for their art!

opposite side of the coin — someone he’s interested in, but he’s NOT disloyal so it’s a pattern of persistent courting when he’s single vs intense friend-zoning when he’s not and they’re getting tired of trying to figure out what he wants from them

someone else who likes nail art & can convince him that NOBODY cares if he goes to a salon

someone (probably female but doesn’t really matter tbh) who feels like his feminism is entirely performative… maybe they attack him directly for it or maybe they just REALLY don’t like him and they’re super vague about it idk. either way, please tell him that activism is much more than recommending one female artist a year and saying “clothes have no gender 🤪” so he can be praised for the bare minimum (his heart is in the right place but his skull is empty)

someone super introverted who comes out of their shell with geon! uhhh maybe they think that he’s the one doing them a favor, but in reality spending time with them has been doing wonders for his mental health

other people who like to skate. let’s congregate at the local skatepark and scare the middle schoolers away

someone who inspires him musically, for whatever reason. lots of late nights in studios, idly strumming his guitar and writing lyrics that definitely aren’t about how their eyes look in these dim lights… umm maybe he thinks he has a crush on them but really doesn’t and ends up hurting them eventually, maybe he really DOES have a crush but will (probably) never do anything abt it or maybe it’s entirely platonic and he just admires them a ridiculous amount

someone who likes to make music as a hobby, prob won’t publish/release any of it but it’s fun to imagine. spontaneous meetings with geon in the middle of the night, recording songs together and keeping the WORST takes for the laughs. there’s probably a diss-track of them going in on each other floating around somewhere even though geon can’t rap for shit

night owls who keep him company on the phone, even if they can’t be there physically. them talking really quietly vs geon shouting at them while he plays games LMAO

gaming buddies. come over, maybe you can carry geon through his game of the week or you can both fail but have fun while you’re at it… or you can scream while he fends off that hoard of zombies behind you

i’m typing this at the last minute (literally) so i’m gonna stop here, but i will get a proper plots page put up asap with a wider variety of connections!!! but as always, please do let me know if you have any other ideas. i’m always happy to plot and write with you all 🌚

[ian-the-existential-crisis]

Now They Lay Me Down to Sleep (Apex Legends WIP)

There were times, such as the current time with him sitting and impatiently waiting, that one Elliott Witt wished he could vanish. Maybe take a small vacation from being Elliott Witt and be someone else for a while. That would be nice. He would leave his body, go out into the world as a new person, and experience everything with a fresh set of eyes and new perspective on life. But that wouldn't happen. He had his poor mother to think about.  

His mother, Evelyn Witt, only had him. She didn't talk about what happened to his father, for all Elliott knew he could actually be alive somewhere. And his brothers, well, life was cruel. One day Elliott was the youngest of the four of them then the next thing he knew he was the only one left. Gods, how he wished he could have been there. Maybe if he were there something might have been different. Maybe they wouldn't be….

His mother hated talking about his brothers in the past tense. Sometimes, on bad days, she would still set out plates for everyone.  She would eagerly wait for them to walk through the door, and she would have the brightest smile on her face when Elliott came home from work. Maybe that's why he could never get himself to move out. He couldn't imagine her sitting at home, alone at the dining table, silently waiting for a family that would never come.

She was supportive though. In everything he wanted to do. When he decided not to enter the science field, taking up her mantle in the study and creation of her famous holo-tech, even though he understood it perfectly and was quite good at it, in order to open his own business, she encouraged him. Hell, she even helped him to pay for the bar. He naturally paid her back, sneaking checks into her account because his mother was a stubborn woman who would and had outright refused the money back. When he originally talked about entering the Apex Games, she gave him a soft smile and told him to follow his heart. When he decided not to, she frowned at him and told him that he could do anything he wanted and he should never let others hold him back. In the back of his mind he knew, she knew, that he didn't enter because he didn't want to leave her a childless mother.

And that's exactly what it was.

He bounced his foot. All this waiting was driving him nuts.

He didn't want to leave her alone in the world. That's why he was here, in the waiting room of a small clinic not far from his bar, the Paradise Lounge. They lived on the outskirts of Solace City, so it wasn't hard for Elliott to say that he needed to pop into the bar for work instead of being honest with her. He didn't want her to think anything was wrong.

He was just having some trouble sleeping.

And honestly, he wouldn't be here if those damned sleeping pills had worked like they were supposed to. If anything, they only seemed to make his sleepless nights worse. The last time he was here he told the doctor about it.  His doctor said it could probably be the pills he was taking, or perhaps he had a tolerance to them, since he had issues sleeping for a while, or it could even be his stress affecting the way the pills worked. And while she assured him it was nothing to worry about, she asked him if he would mind taking some kind of genetic test. Really, anything to have a good night's sleep, he was willing to try.

"Elliott." The receptionist called him. She gave him a smile that didn't reach her wrinkled eyes. "Katrina will see you now."

"Thank you, Grace." He stood, hitting his foot against the leg of the chair, stumbling. "I'll see you Friday for karaoke night?"

She was a regular at his bar. Her and her friends came every Friday for karaoke, and she and her wife showed up every once in a while for the afternoon poetry session. It had taken a while to learn that they only showed up when Grace's wife Ester could sneak away from work, which had her traveling through the galaxy as a translator. They were an older couple, so Elliott couldn't wait for the days when they would stay late for the poetry readings and tell him all about their travels. Well, mostly Ester's travels. Grace mainly stayed in Solace City.

"Wouldn't miss it." Her smile brightened.

He gave her a nod as he passed on his way back through the wooden door. There were a few other doors, passed the main wooden one, in the hall, but Elliott had been here enough to know, it was the third one on the left.

"Ms. Nox?" He tapped a knuckle on the door before entering. "Sorry to bother you."

Katrina motioned him to sit down. She cradled a phone to her ear and the smile on her face said everything. It must have been her son. Which made Elliott feel a ping of guilt for interrupting her. He knew how he was when he was on the phone with his mother. This was the same, no matter what anyone said.

Katerina was a nice, older, woman. She had kind green eyes and dark gray hair. And while she was almost seventy, Elliott had the date for her big birthday party booked and planned for, even if it was two years away, she still wanted to give back to the community. She was once a doctor on staff at a children's hospital on Gaea, but she said an accident happened a few years ago, involving her son Alexander, and she decided it was time to move to Solace. Elliott pretended not to know, but with internet access at four in the morning when the rest of the world is asleep, it wasn't hard to find out.

She always said it was okay, now that she moved to Solace she was closer to her other son. Her adopted son.  Elliott didn't know much about him, but she always smiled and talked about how he would tinker with his 'toys'.

"I have a patent now, so I have to go." She said after a moment. "Yes, yes. Be safe. I love you too, t-" She paused the phone smushed into her cheek as she riffled through papers. "Mmmhm. You too, goodbye, Hyeon." She laughed as she lifted the phone from her shoulder, turning it off. "I'm sorry Elliott, my son is such a talker. And he's made a new friend, so I must know every detail about his life. Please, please have a seat."

"Thank you Ms. Nox." He said, pulling out one of the comfy chairs across from her desk. "I was originally just coming in to check up, but you called me on my way here. Were you able to find stronger sleeping pills that might help."

She shifted, her happy smile from before all but a ghost. "No. Actually, I received the results from the test I asked you to take."

"Oh, yeah? I didn't realize they would be back so soon. I lose time, too many hours to burn just doing nothing." He chuckled nervously. "How was it?"

"Oh Elliott." She said, her hands filing on top of some papers. "I would like to be frank with you. This will be hard to hear so please steel yourself."

Those words, that sad tone of voice made Elliott freeze. Something was wrong. How was he going to do this to his mother?

"You have fatal familial insomnia. It is also known as FFI. It is a genetic mutation where…"

Her words droned on. He stopped paying attention. The word fatal was bad. That was bad. It was bad. Everything was horrible. No, she had to be wrong. Or maybe it was just the name. Who the fuck is sadistic enough to name a nonfatal disease fatal family-whatever?

"Is there a cure?" He asked. He could feel his heart speed up. His palms sweaty. He already knew the answer. She had told him to prepare himself.

"No." She sighed.

"Like nothing you can do? That's redi-rided- that stupid, there has to be something."

"Unfortunately putting you into cryosleep would be the equivalent of placing you in a coma early. Wouldn't you rather have what time you have left, not spent like that?" She explained. "Look, it's always hard to be handed a death sentence. But we can-"

"No!" Elliott stood. "You don't understand. I'm the last one. I'm the only one left. I can't leave her like this. Just because I can't sleep? It has to be something else."

Katrina took out a pad of paper, scribbling down an address. "I surely hope I'm wrong on this, but the genetic test was positive. This is the address to one of my dear friends who specializes in sleep study. Feel free to reach out to him."

Elliott eagerly took the paper. "I will. Thank you Ms. Nox."

----

Elliott of all people understood that life was unfair and cruel. Without reason, people leave, disappear, and die. Elliott knew that better than most. But he stupidly thought that his family had suffered enough that nothing else would happen.

How foolish he was.

His foot tapped impatiently as he waited for his mother to reenter the room. He had so many things he wanted to say. He also had a few questions she probably couldn't answer. Even if she, herself, had the answers, she was having so issues with her memory as of late.

She entered, wiping her hands on the blue apron she used when she was baking. Elliott half way hoped she wanted to make pork chops for dinner, so he could make them with her again just like old times.

"Oh, dear, what's wrong?" She frowned at him. "I can tell by that look on your face that something's the matter. Out with it."

"Mom. I-" His brain stopped working. What was he supposed to say? 'Yes, mom, I went to five different doctors in the last three months, and they all tell me I probably won't last a year. Sorry your whole family died on you. I tried my best.' He could only imagine how well that would play out.

"I- uh- I want to join the Apex Games."

"Is that all?" Evelyn looked at him confused.

TBC (?)

[marionettetm-a]

Harry Potter:

Full Name: Kim “Maria” Eun-hye Birthdate: April 13th, 1970 House: Slytherin Patronus: Phoenix Animagus Form: Phoenix Wand: A Rowan Wood with a Phoenix Core, 12 in && flexible.

The  youngest  child  of  the  younger  twin ,  Eun-Hye  always  knew  that  she  and  her  brother  were  merely  the  spares .  It  did  not  matter  that  relatively  speaking ,  both  she  and Sung  were  more  powerful  than  their  cousins .  Hyeon-Su  was  everything  you  could  want in  a  noble  daughter :  elegant ,  poised ,  well-spoken ,  and  most  importantly  —  well  bred . She  was  the  perfect  daughter ,   & &   the  perfect  heir . 

Eun-Hye’s  mother  was  a  muggleborn  that  her  father  met  while  traveling  for  the  South Korean  Ministry  of  Magic ,  they  met  and  slowly  started  to  fall  in  love.  Their  affair  was  kept  secret,  for  muggleborns  were  seen  as  lesser  and  many  purebloods  forbid  their  children  from  mating  with  them.  9  months  after  the  affair  Sung   & &   Eun-hye  shortly  after,  were  born.  The  small  family  was  happy  for  a  short  while,  secluded  in  their  mountainside  manor.

Their  half-blood  heritage  was  kept  secret  until  the  winter  of  79,  when  their  father  was  murdered  by  a  group  of  Dark  Wizards.  Questions  were  raised  when  Byung-ho  did  not  want  to  live  with  her  in-laws.  Fearful  for  her  own  life  and  those  of  her  children,  Byung-ho  packed  everything  she  owned  and  fled  with  the  twins  to  the  UK.

Once  in  London,  Byung-ho  did  everything  in  her  power  to  hide  their  identity.  The  Kim  family  was  an  ancient  and  powerful  wizarding  family  that  had  a  lot  of  reach.  She  taught  her  children  everything  she  knew  about  magic  with  whatever  time  she  had  outside  of  work.

It  became  obvious  early  on  that  Eun-hye  and  Sung  were  extremely  powerful.  Byung-ho  felt  relief  that  they  would  be  able  to  protect  each  other  once  they  went  to  school,  desperately  waiting  for  their  eleventh  birthday.  Two  invitations  to  Hogwarts  showed  up  on  the  twins’  eleventh  birthday  like  clockwork and  the  preparation  for  this  new  part  of  life  began.

Eun-hye  was  sorted  into  Slytherin   & &   Sung  into  Gryffindor.  They  were  separated  for  the  first  time  in  their  lives,  and  it  was  a  hard  adjustment.  However,  they  both  made  a  promise  to  stick  together  and  grow  as  powerful  as  they  possibly  could.

Classes:

Astronomy: E — Exceeds Expectations Although  not  naturally  gifted  in  Astronomy,  Eun-hye spent  many  hours  studying  and  preparing  to  be  one  of  the  top  students  for  all  seven  years.

Charms: O — Oustanding. Naturally  witty  and  quick  with  her  wand,  Eun-hye  is  a  natural  with  charms,  though  not  as  good  as  Min-jun  —  her  cousin.  She  was  top  of  her  Charms  class  for  all  seven  years. Notable Spells: All  of  the  core  spells  along  with  a  good  grasp  of  the  non-verbals.

Defense Against the Dark Arts / D. A. D. A:  E — Exceeds Expectations. Unlike  her  twin,  Eun-hye  has  never  truly  been  a  fighter.  She  is  more  interested  in  taking  out  her  opponents  before  they  even  realize  it.  However,  this  does  not  mean  that  she  does  not  know  how  to  defend  herself.  With  the  constant  dueling  with  Sung,  Eun-hye  was  able  to  grab  the  Number  2  spot  while  her  twin  outshone  everyone.

Notable Spells:  Core  spells,  along  with  one  of  the  strongest  Patronus  spells  ever  seen.  Focuses  more  on  protective  spells  than  aggressive.

Flying: A — Acceptable Eun-hye  is  not  the  most  athletic,  and  it  shows.  She  does  fine  on  the  broom,  but  enjoys  having  two  feet  on  the  ground  more.

Herbology: E — Exceeds Expectations Only  cares  for  the  class  because  it  aids  with  her  potions.

History of Magic: E — Exceeds Expectations Eun-hye  is  bad  with  dates  and  faces,  so  it  was  honestly  a  miracle  that  she  managed  an  E  in  the  bloody  class.

Potions: O — Outstanding. There  is  nothing  to  be  said,  Eun-hye  is  just  a  natural  at  potions  and  tends  to  create  her  own,  better  potions  in  her  free  time.  Though  Eun-hye  can  say  with  little  hesitation  that  while  she  admires  Severus,  he  is  a  major  asshole.

Transfiguration: O — Outstanding Suffice  to  say  that  Transfiguration  was  Eun-hye’s  favorite  class.  She  apprenticed  under  McGonagall  from  1984-1987.  It  was  during her   apprenticeship  that  Eun-hye  became  an  animagus.  Throughout  her  seven  years  at  Hogwarts,  Eun-hye  was  always  leagues  ahead  of  her  classmates  in  Transfiguration.

Electives:

Arithmancy & Advanced Arithmancy Studies: O — Oustanding Numbers  and  math  have  always  been  some  of  Maria’s  strongest  areas  of  study,  so  of  course,  it  transferred  to  Arithmancy.

Study of Ancient Runes: E — Exceeds Expectations

Alchemy: O — Outstanding Alchemy  is  a  sort  of  composite  subject  between  Transfiguration,  Potions  and  Muggle  Chemistry,  focused  roughly  on  the  transmutation  of  substances  into  other  forms. — The  perfect  class  for  Eun-hye.

Apparition: O — Outstanding It’d  be  a  little  terrifying  if  Eun-hye  did  not  get  at  least  an  E.

[honeybearloco]

“...Before You Left.”

Requested by an anon. I did the best I could.

Bryan Cha$e X Female Reader Request: Fluffy Bryan Imagine

Your little sister loved Bryan almost more than she loved you. You were annoyed at their relationship. She used to hate him! What even happened?

You met Bryan at the park. Your Mom had you take care of your baby sister, Hyeon Jin. You were a college student. You had recently gone through a breakup with your boyfriend, well ex boyfriend, of 5 years. The two of you were highschool sweethearts. You wanted a future with him. You wanted to marry him, have two to three kids.

That all ended. He had cheated on you, with a friend of yours. You were heartbroken. You tried to fight the both of them. You successfully fought her. You only got a few hits in at your ex.

The main person who helped you through your breakup, was your baby sister Hyeon Jin. She of course didn’t understand what you were going through. She was seven, you were in your early twenties. But she did what she could. Which consisted of hugs, drawings, and watching her favorite cartoons together.

You were walking in the park with Hyeon Jin in hand. She was skipping, making it harder to walk.

“Yah! Jinny! Slow down, you’re pulling me down.”

She stopped. “Sorry Unnie.”

It was quick for a little bit. Hyeon Jin spoke up.

“Unnie, are you still sad? He didn’t deserve you.”

“Jinny, that’s really nice of you to say, but everyone else has said and I’m still upset and everything and everyone! I just need a bit more time. Okay?”

As you said that, you bumped into a male figure.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean.” You quickly apologized.

The figure turned around and looked at the two of you. He looked familiar to but you couldn’t put your finger on it.

“No big deal. It’s nice to see a mother and her daughter enjoying their day.”

Your eyes widened, as did Hyeon Jin’s.

“WE’RE SISTERS!” The both of you shouted.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you.”

“Yah! Are you saying I look old?” You asked annoyed.

“Aniyo. You look very beautiful and young and-”

You blushed a deep red. You weren’t the only one blushing. He was as well. His cheeks were a darker red than yours.

“Now you’re flirting with my sister?” Hyeon Jin questioned.

“ANI! I’m sorry. I’ll shut up now.” He quickly said.

It was weird that a stranger had called you beautiful and then started blushing. He was cute, in your opinion at least. There was silence between the three of you. You were looking one way, he was looking the other. Hyeon Jin was still angry at him.

She let go of your hand and kicked his shin.

“OUCH! What was that for?” He questioned.

“You bumped into my sister, now apologize!” She screamed.

“She bumped into me!”

“Jinny, it was my fault. I bumped into him. Thank you though.”

You turned to him and scratched a spot behind your neck.

“Sorry about her. She’s a bit-”

“Protective of you? I can see. But she did really hurt me, so I think you owe me something.”

“Right! You’re completely right. I do whatever you want. Just don’t tell anyone about this.”

“A date.” He said.

Your eyes widened. “What?”

“I want to go on a date with you.”

You had been dating Bryan for almost a year now. He had changed your life for the better. Though Hyeon Jin was annoyed with him when they first met, she got over it. She still didn’t welcome him into the family.

Bryan literally had to ���persuade” her to get her to like him. And it worked. Which was why her room was filled with toys. Your parents thought it was sweet Bryan was willing to buy Hyeon Jin toys just to get on her good side.

You know how really spoiled she was, so you weren’t a fan. You had scolded him before about spoiling her, but he continued to do it. If he had to be honest with himself, he loved spoiling her.

He spoiled her as if she was his own daughter. Hyeon Jin wasn’t complaining. She loved being spoiled.

Your parents were getting older. They couldn’t do everything for Hyeon Jin like they did for you. They weren’t as young as they were when they had you. You offered to take care of Hyeon Jin when they were tired, but your Mother didn’t want to pile her on you. You didn’t mind.

You didn’t hear anything from either of your parents nor did you hear anything from Hyeon Jin. So you made plans with Bryan. It had been awhile since the two of you had been on a date. He made reservations for this new fancy restaurant downtown. You even went out of your way to buy a new dress.

The both of you were getting ready as the doorbell rang.

“I’ll get it.” He said.

He rushed to the door and opened it, revealing both of your parents and Hyeon Jin.

“Mr. and Mrs. L/N, Hyeon Jin! What are you guys doing here?”

“Bryan, just the face we needed to see! We were wondering if you and Y/N, could take care of Hyeon Jin for the night.”

“We’d love to but-”

“Great! See you guys tomorrow!” Your Mom said before pushing Hyeon Jin and rushing off to the car, followed behind by your Dad.

Bryan closed the door and sighed.

“Y/N, gonna kill me.”

“The two of you had plans tonight, right?” Hyeon Jin asked, laying down her back on the couch and sitting down next to it.

“Yup. And when she sees you, she’s gonna-”

“Flip, I know.” Hyeon Jin interrupted.

“They pick the worse timing.” Bryan whispered to himself.

You wondered where Bryan went. He was taking too long. You walked out of your room and into the living room to see Bryan talking to a figure on the couch.

He looked at you in fright.

“Babe!”

“Why do you look so scared? Who was at the door? Who are you talking to- HYEON JIN!” You screamed before looking back over to Bryan.

“What did you do?!” You screamed.

“Unnie! I’m so happy to see you. The dress is pretty.” Hyeon Jin ran up to you and hugged your waist tightly before continuing. “Mom and Dad had plans to get away from a bit. They are headed to Busan and they wanted me to stay with you guys. Bryan said I could stay tonight.”

“He did, huh?”

You glared at him. He raised his hands up in defeat.

“So the date’s off I guess. I’ll go change and take my makeup off.”

You walked back to your bedroom.

Bryan put his hand through his hair.

“Look! She’s mad at me.”

“I would be too. She was really looking forward the date.”

“Stop trying to make me feel bad. I already feel as bad as I can. What can I do?”

Hyeon Jin looked up as if she were thinking, when the perfect idea popped into her head.

“Let’s go get some ice cream!”

“Yah! Hyeon Jin, what will ice cream do for us right now?” He asked the now nine year old, girl.

“Unnie loves ice cream! Maybe, she’ll forgive you if you go get her some ice cream. And maybe you can find her something to give her. I know what kind of gifts she likes. Maybe she’ll hate you a little less.”

“You’d do that?”

“Of course. I don’t want the two of you to break up.”

He walked to the bedroom and opened the door. He saw you lying on the bed, facing away from the door.

“Babe.” He called out.

You didn’t answer. He knew you weren’t asleep.

He sighed before changing into a t shirt and some sweatpants.

“I’m heading out with Hyeon Jin for a little bit. We’re going to get some ice cream, we’ll be back. I love you.”

Still no answer from you.

He walked out of the bedroom and back into the living room, to find Hyeon Jin on a phone.

“Since when do you have a phone?”

“Since my birthday.” She answered.

“You’re too young to have a phone.”

“You’re too old to be questioning me.” She sassed.

He rolled his eyes. “Let’s go get ice cream before Y/N, throws all my stuff out of the apartment and breaks up with me.”

The two of them hopped in the car. The drive wasn’t long. They walked into the parlor and sat in a booth.

“Alright, what’s the plan?” He questioned.

“What has Y/N Unnie said she’s wanted since she was a little girl but Mom and Dad never let her have?” Hyeon Jin asked him.

He thought for a minute.

“Alone time?”

“Other than that!”

His eyes widened in realization.

“A PUPPY!” He shouted.

“YES!”

“We’re getting her a dog to make her forgive me?”

“I clearly remember you say that you needed my help. So do you want to make the plan?” SHe sassed.

“Fine! There’s a pet store somewhere around here. But we need to get a puppy, she’s gonna love.”

They finished up their ice cream and got you some to go. The two of them headed to the pet store. As they walked in, they headed towards the puppies. There was a huge pen of them. All of them adorable.

“All of them are cute, which one is she going to love the most?” Hyeon Jin asked.

Then Bryan felt something on his leg. He looked down to see an adorable puppy staring right back at him.

“This one.” He answered lifting the puppy up.

“Oh thank you! You caught her! That’s Haru, she was dropped off at the front step. We don’t know who she had belonged to.” An employee admitted.

“We’ll take her.”

You were still in the bed. You wanted to stay mad but you knew staying mad would be stupid. It had been hours since the two of them left. You were worried about the both of them. Though you were mad at him, you still loved and cared for him. You felt like a bitch.

You were about to call him, but the front door opened. You rushed the front door.

“Bryan I’m sorry-”

“No, Y/N. Let me. I’m sorry for canceling our date.”

“But it’s not your fault-”

“Listen to me. I cancelled the date and I’m sorry. And I wanted to get you something to show how sorry I am. Hyeon Jin!”

On cue, Hyeon Jin walked in the front door with Haru. You gasped and covered your mouth.

“You didn’t!”

“I did. This is Haru. And I wanted to give her a good home, so I got her, for you.”

Hyeon Jin put Haru on the ground. Haru slowly walked over to you. You squatted down to her level. She smelled and licked your palm.

You picked her up and petted her softly.

“Haru-ah, I’ll take care of you, alright?”

You looked back to Bryan.

“You did this because you cancelled our date?” You questioned.

“That and I remember how much you wanted a puppy. But I must ask. Am I forgiven?”

“I forgave you before you left.”

[junaeneous]

Jeffrey’s Hill (M) Part Seventeen

SUMMARY: “Don’t go to Jeffrey’s Hill,” he warned. “A lot of shit goes on there. Even the police ignore crime reports that surface from there.” You rolled your eyes. “What is everyone so afraid of?”  

Your brother sounded grave. “The power of the Chimera.”

GENRE: violence, angst, a little bit of humour (because it’s me) and the occasional tonsil-hockey.

MEMBER/GROUP: EXO + BTS

PARTS:  intro | 1  | 2  | 3  | 4  | 5  | 6  | 7 | 8  | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19

A/N: helloooo! it’s been 84 years, I know, I know, and I’m sorry! the recap is below for those who don’t want to read the entirety of the previous chapter. :D

RECAP: OC’s mother, Reina, has been killed by Jae Hyeon. Yoongi has been critically injured and is yet to wake, while all units of the gang abroad have been dismantled, awaiting further orders. OC + Junmyeon got a lot closer, as did Desiree and Namjoon. They want to end the fight with Ava before they proceed to transition from a gang into a video-technology business. Kris, Tao and Luhan have made their appearances and are helping with the transition. 

YOONGI WOKE TO THE SOUND OF HIS OWN HEARTBEAT.

He gasped, head falling back onto the pillow as the heartbeat monitor beside him settled back into its monotonous beeping. Seconds later, a nurse stumbled in, eyes wide in shock. “Mr. Min, you’re--you’re awake!”

Yoongi nodded. “Could you--get me a glass of--” He coughs, struggling to swallow the dryness away. The nurse caught on and grabbed the glass on the table, filling it and handing it to him. The water cools his throat and chases away the dryness, enabling him to speak. “Is everyone okay?”

“We’ve had a lot of losses,” the nurse spoke softly, lowering her head, “and few recoveries. Most are still fighting for their lives. We’re told to expect the worst at the moment.”

The older’s jaw clenched. “How many losses?”

“I’m not sure, sir, but the number is large.”

Innocent lives that had nothing to do with the personal battle between the members, you and Jae Hyeon. They’d paid a price not cashed in their names. Yoongi dismissed the nurse, waiting until she left to grab the his phone from the table closer to his reach. He dialled Jimin’s number, smiling slightly when the younger answered on the first ring.

“Yoongi?”

“Yes, hello.”

“You’re awake? Holy shit. You’re actually--oh my god I’ll be right there--”

“No, Jimin, wait. You don’t need to come here, I’m on my way there.” Jimin immediately whined in protest, saying it would be better for him to rest. To that, Yoongi countered, “Jimin, I’m sure I’ve been resting for longer than necessary. They’ve reduced the size of my bandages, it’s clearly been a while. Stay put, I’m on my way.”

“You’re so goddamn stubborn,” the younger grumbled, making him chuckle. “But hey, should I update you as you make your way here?”

“That’d be wonderful.”

And so Yoongi learned of all that he’d missed. The successful dismantling of the units. The cheesy name of the new company, and its sleek logo. Desiree and Namjoon finally taking the step into a relationship, you and Junmyeon following closely behind. The subtle hunt for Jae Hyeon. Finding a body near the west border that later identified to be Marcus, who had shot by one of Jae Hyeon’s men. His daughter was being watched over by Jongin. They’d relocate her to Canada soon.

“And lastly, how everyone’s been worried sick about you.” The younger’s voice grew soft. “Do you know how terrified we’ve been? Every time the doctor called, we feared the worst. You were dead for ten fucking minutes. Dead.”

“I tried to reverse his shot, but I was sloppy.” Yoongi admitted defeatedly. “I’m sorry.”

“That’s not what I care about. Take better care of yourself, do you honestly want to die a bitter, single, loner?”

“Did you just call me bitter?”

“I also called you a loner,” Jimin added, chuckling. “But I’m serious. You need to watch out when you head on into missions. Treating them nonchalantly may be your way of handling the seriousness of it, but this is a good example of why you should have, at the very least, a little bit of caution.”

“Okay, okay, I get it.” Yoongi rolled his eyes. “I’ll be careful, happy? I mean, it’s not like we’ll ever have to do missions again if this goes successfully.”

“Not if,” Jimin corrected. “When. It’s already been put into motion.”

Yoongi managed a genuine smile at that. No more missions. No more fearing that one day he’d be burying one of his brothers. No more recruiting and selling things that repulsed him. Despite everything, they were going to begin anew.

That was the only thing he could offer to the ones who’d given their lives for it.

“Y/N!”

You spun around to face Namjoon. “Junmyeon’s stuck in a meeting, so he can’t drive you back home. I’m your designated driver once again.”

 “He texted me.” You confirmed, smiling. “Hey, before I go home, can we drop by my old house by any chance? I just want to get one last look at it before it’s cleared out and sold to someone else.”

 He nodded. “Sure. Come on.”

 The drive to your old house was filled with minimum chatting. You teased Namjoon about Desiree and he, in turn, backhanded by bring up Junmyeon. It felt nice to indulge in normality, despite everything around you.

 Once Namjoon pulled to a stop, you exited the car, doing your best to block out the emotions that were slowly rising to the surface. Without thinking too much, you entered, Namjoon following closely behind.

The living room was empty. All of the pictures that hung on the walls were gone. The furniture had been taken out. No sign of you or your family remained. You sucked in a breath to help with the overwhelming sadness that you felt. This was going to be harder than you’d imagined.

You made your way to your parents’ bedroom, remembering what Junmyeon had told you. Namjoon chose to stay in the living room, giving you the space you needed. The room was almost empty, save for the bed, which had no mattress. You walked towards it, remembering how angry your mother would get when you’d place your hands on the sides of the bed. Upon closer inspection, you noticed something odd about the base of the bed. A portion of it seemed strange in comparison to the entire base. You placed your hands on it, freezing with realisation.

 A false base.

Your fingers were quick to search for an entry, prying the wood away when they did so. Underneath, in a secret compartment, was a box.

This was what your mother had meant.

You pulled out the box, seating yourself on the floor so you could uncover what was inside.

Several letters addressed to your brother, father and you were placed neatly inside. You frowned. What could she have possibly written in there that she hadn’t already said?

You left the letters addressed to your brother and father alone, only pulling out the envelopes that had your name scribbled onto the front.

Hesitantly, you slid your finger under the lip of the envelope, tearing it open to get to the papers inside. Hands trembling, you smoothed out the papers, taking a deep breath before reading.

To my sweet, sweet daughter,

If you’re reading this, then I’m dead. Or maybe this is someone else holding this. I sincerely hope it isn’t.

I would like to start off by saying I’m sorry.

I wasn’t meant to be a mother. That, in no way, excuses what I’ve done and continue to do, but it’s just the one fact that no one is willing to accept. I’m not someone who can give herself up for others. I’m selfish and cruel, I ran a gang with a man who ruined me.

People like us can’t love, sweetheart.

But somehow, I loved you. I loved your brother. I loved your father. Your father’s love for me was pure but it wasn’t enough. Nothing could have ever fixed me.

However, for the briefest moments, it felt like we were going to be okay.

I remember your twelfth birthday, when you cried because I’d remembered. You looked so happy and you reached out to hug me. When I held you, I felt like I could finally be at peace. I could try to be the mother you two wanted, I could try to fix everything and forget my past.

Clearly I failed.

There was just too much I was running away from. It drove me insane and I took it out on my undeserving family. I’m sorry.

I understand if you choose not to forgive me.

It feels nice to get this all out somewhere. I hope you do read this.

Love,

Mom

Even then, you found yourself reaching for the next envelope.

As you read on, you found that the letters were getting less and less apologetic, and more instructive. Your mother had known you were going to be recruited by the gangs someday. She knew your aunt would come to the field too. She had seen it coming all along. She knew you’d fall for the leader’s son, a sick twist of history repeating itself, but perhaps for the better.

The only thing she couldn’t predict was the winning side.

But, she had left you vital information on being one step ahead of your aunt. Something that would be useful to taking them all down and walking away to start off fresh. Your mother proved to be of no use or comfort while she’d been alive, but with these letters, you grew to understand that perhaps she’d offered a lot that you’d missed.

When you got the last portion of the final letter, your eyes widened. A tactic move, the checkmate you’d all been looking for.

“Namjoon!”

You stuffed all of the other letters back into the box, lifting it quickly as you rushed out of the room to meet the startled leader.

“Is everything okay?”

“Yes.” You handed him the letter. “It’s better than okay. My mom just told me how to take Ava down.”

Namjoon’s eyes slid over the words on the letter, eyes widening as he got to the end. He lowered the paper and met your gaze, looking incredibly stunned.

“Holy shit, Y/N,” his voice was full of disbelief. “Your mother just gave us our checkmate move.”

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