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from: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp to: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp subject: Re: Test Platform Validation Report (EU Submission)

Yoon,

I reviewed the validation draft you uploaded this morning. Fascinating interpretation of clause 4.3.2. Bold of you to skip the stability data appendix entirely. I can only assume it was an artistic choice.

Also, the raw tensile data from the 0528 batch isn’t included. If it was meant to be in the shared drive, it wasn’t in any of the usual folders (QA_Share > FR_Validation > tensile_data > missing_files > probably_Jeonghan’s).

I’ve attached my edits. I added actual numbers.

Regards, L/N Y/N she/her ln.yn@svt.corp

from: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp to: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp subject: Re: Test Platform Validation Report (EU Submission)

Thank you for the prompt review. I assumed your obsession with clause 4.3.2 would outweigh your impulse to nitpick, but alas—some things never change.

The stability data was excluded intentionally while awaiting results from the accelerated aging test. If you opened the protocol (second folder under QA_Share > FR_Validation > tensile_data > definitely_not_missing), you’d see that.

As for your edits, I appreciate the effort. It’s cute when you pretend Excel likes you back.

Best, Yoon Jeonghan he/him yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp

from: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp to: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp subject: Re: EU Submission - FR Manufacturing Coordination

Yoon,

Not that I expect you to read full briefs, but just in case you skimmed this one: yes, the transfer protocols need to be locked before next Friday if we want the France site to hit qualification by Q3.

Your last edits to the QAP template were inspired. I didn’t know it was possible to confuse ISO 13485 with a haiku.

I’ve restructured the equipment IQ section. You’re welcome. You’ll need to coordinate with Wonwoo at the Lyon site for vendor access, assuming you remember to email him this time.

I’ll see you in Lyon.

Disrespectfully, L/N Y/N she/her ln.yn@svt.corp

from: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp to: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp subject: Re: EU Submission - FR Manufacturing Coordination

Of course I read the brief. Just because I don’t annotate every margin with red ink and superiority complexes doesn’t mean I don’t understand the deadline.

I’ll coordinate with Wonwoo, assuming you don’t scare him off again with your charmingly blunt emails. (I still have the screenshot of him calling you “intimidatingly competent.”)

By the way, your IQ revisions look fine. Shockingly legible this time. Congratulations.

I’ll see you in Lyon. Try not to sabotage the coffee machine this trip.

Until customs detains us, Yoon Jeonghan he/him yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp

from: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp to: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp subject: Re: EU Submission - FR Manufacturing Coordination

If Wonwoo was intimidated, it’s because I sent him instructions written in complete sentences. A rare treat, I know.

You still haven’t confirmed the calibration matrix. We’ll need the traceable certs before equipment ships, or do you plan to charm EU regulators into letting us slide on documentation? Actually, don’t answer that. I’ve seen you talk to vendors.

Also: bring the correct adapter this time. I’m not sharing an outlet with you again.

Best of luck (to me), L/N Y/N she/her ln.yn@svt.corp

from: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp to: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp subject: Re: EU Submission - FR Manufacturing Coordination

The calibration matrix is in the tracker: third tab, fourth column, next to the thing labeled “READ ME, PLEASE” Try it. It’s fun.

And yes, I plan to charm the regulators. You, on the other hand, can stun them into compliance with your piercing PowerPoint transitions.

As for the outlet. I’m bringing an adapter. And a surge protector. For reasons.

Looking forward to our time in France. Nothing says “teamwork” like four days of jetlag and passive aggression.

Yours in regulatory purgatory, Yoon Jeonghan he/him yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp

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from: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp to: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp subject: FR Submission Debrief + Documentation

Yoon,

Per our debrief notes (the ones not written on a cocktail napkin), I’ve uploaded the final QAP revisions and vendor qualification summaries to the shared drive. You can stop emailing me pictures of our hotel room as  “documentation.” Though impressive dedication to fieldwork.

Also, your expense report still lists the mini bar from Tuesday night. Pretty bold move, considering you insisted you only drank half the bottle.

Respectueusement, L/N Y/N she/her ln.yn@svt.corp

from: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp to: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp subject: Re: FR Submission Debrief + Documentation

You’re welcome for the in-room stress testing of French plumbing. I was being thorough.

Also, I did only drink half. You drank the other half and then told the front desk I was your emotional support engineer.

Re: shared drive. I see your formatting crimes continue. I fixed your spacing in the risk assessment table. Try to be better.

Yours across all timezones, Yoon Jeonghan he/him yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp

from: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp to: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp subject: Re: FR Submission Debrief + Documentation

Yoon,

I’d fix my spacing if you’d stop adjusting my bullet styles just to mess with me. And next time, maybe don’t volunteer us for the plant tour while hungover. Watching you nearly fall into a vat of solvent was not the regulatory impression we wanted.

Stop calling me yours, L/N Y/N she/her ln.yn@svt.corp

P.S. You still owe me one (1) bed. I’m adding it to your performance review.

from: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp to: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp subject: Re: FR Submission Debrief + Documentation

Not my fault someone booked the hotel late and got us the romantic suite. You’re lucky I didn’t call room service for rose petals.

I’ve uploaded the final sign-offs and confirmation from the French regulatory contact—who says we’re the most “thorough and theatrically matched” engineers she’s worked with. I think that’s a compliment.

Let me know if I’ve missed any appendices. Or if you want your highlighter back.

Yours, even if you deny me (hotel registration said so), Yoon Jeonghan he/him yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp

P.S. I liked sharing the room with you. Not because of budget errors or international confusion. Just because it was you.

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from: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp to: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp subject: Supplier Audit Timeline + Other Things

Great audit notes, as usual. I’ve attached my edits for the CAPA log. We’ll have to discuss column F, because your formulas hate me.

Also, bold of you to post a photo of flowers on a Tuesday. Does SVT approve PTO for midweek romance now?

Am I being cheated on?, Yoon Jeonghan he/him yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp

from: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp to: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp subject: Re: Supplier Audit Timeline + Other Things

Yoon,

Corrected the formula logic in column F. Try not to break it again.

And yes, Tuesday dates are a thing now. Believe it or not, some people find me tolerable enough to see more than once.

Shocking, I know.

Regrets, L/N Y/N she/her ln.yn@svt.corp

from: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp to: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp subject: Re: Supplier Audit Timeline + Other Things

Don’t worry. I’m sure your second date will be charmed by your bullet point consistency.

Personally, I’ve never seen the appeal of dating someone like you. Too sharp. Too bossy. Too quick to judge formula errors.

Fortunately, SVT doesn’t require us to like each other outside of Gantt charts.

Yours, whether you like it or not, Yoon Jeonghan he/him yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp

from: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp to: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp subject: Re: Supplier Audit Timeline + Other Things

Yoon,

Believe me, the feeling is mutual. I'd sooner date a malfunctioning tensile tester.

I fixed your math in the timeline estimates. Again. Please don’t bother me for the rest of the week. I’m going to be busy preparing for date number two.

(You wish I was) Yours, L/N Y/N she/her ln.yn@svt.corp 

You [11:42 PM]: he ghosted me. u jinxed it. You [11:43 PM]: i shaved my legs for nothing. hope ur happy. You [11:44 PM]: he said he liked my slides. he LIED!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You [11:45 PM]: sitting alone at a bar rn contemplating the meaning of life.. and if i can blow u up telepahteitcally.... YJH 👿 (Work) [11:45 PM]: *telepathically YJH 👿 (Work) [11:46 PM]: which bar. You [11:47 PM]: fucking MANSPLAINER You [11:47 PM]: don’t come near me EVEREVER

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from: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp to: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp subject: Re: Equipment Revalidation Schedule 

Yoon,

Your revised equipment validation timeline looks solid. I’ve flagged the dates where QRA and process requal overlap. You’ll need to talk to Ops to make sure there’s no resource conflict.

Also, thanks. For the other night.

Don’t make a thing out of it. Reluctantly yours, L/N Y/N she/her ln.yn@svt.corp 

from: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp to: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp subject: Re: Equipment Revalidation Schedule 

Wow. A “thanks.” What is this, a truce?

Noted on the QRA overlap—I’ll sync with Ops and shift our timeline by 2-3 business days. I’ve attached a revised Gantt for your very critical review.

Also: you owe me fries.

Yours with no reluctance whatsoever, Yoon Jeonghan he/him yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp

P.S. Don’t let your guard down. I’d hate for you to start thinking I’m nice.

P.P.S. You’re beautiful when drunk. Infuriating, but beautiful.

from: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp to: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp subject: Re: Equipment Revalidation Schedule 

Attached: my comments on your Gantt chart (see rows 14–27). Also, your font choices are unhinged. You’re lucky you’re marginally good at your job.

Fries are contingent on you not mentioning the karaoke. Sober now, L/N Y/N she/her ln.yn@svt.corp

P.S. You’re nice when you think I’m too drunk to remember.

from: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp to: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp subject: Re: Equipment Revalidation Schedule 

I’ll swap the font if it means less red pen in my inbox.

And don’t worry, I’d never mention your rendition of “Dancing Queen” in front of senior management. Or that you made me sing backup.

As for being nice: I was just making sure you didn’t fall asleep in a nacho basket. Again.

Drunk on you, Yoon Jeonghan he/him yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp

P.S. I remember everything you said. Even the parts you don’t.

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from: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp to: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp Subject: Re: France Stability Testing Timeline 

Attached: updated protocol outline and projected data submission window. Added notes re: temperature excursions flagged by the lab.

Unrelated, but I saw your latest post. Interesting how you managed to frame the lighting just right on that cafe table. Almost as if someone you work with took the photo.

Also, bold choice uploading a cropped version of that one picture of me holding five tote bags. Very “soft launch,” very subtle.

Launched like a rocket ship, Yoon Jeonghan he/him yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp

from: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp to: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp subject: Re: France Stability Testing Timeline 

This isn’t the time.

The humidity chamber failed mid-run and half of the accelerated aging samples are compromised. I’ll need to retest from baseline and revalidate the controls. Not sure yet if it pushes our submission, but I’m flagging it with QA.

I suggest you review section 6.2 of the protocol instead of obsessing over my Instagram.

L/N Y/N she/her ln.yn@svt.corp

from: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp to: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp Subject: Re: France Stability Testing Timeline 

Didn’t mean to distract. I hadn’t seen the alert yet. Engineering just looped me in on the chamber issue. I’ll prioritize sourcing backup samples and contact Tech Ops to check chamber calibration across all zones.

You’ll have data. We’ll make it work.

(But if you were soft-launching me, I looked great.)

Trying too hard, Yoon Jeonghan he/him yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp

from: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp to: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp subject: Re: France Stability Testing Timeline 

Yoon,

Appreciated. Sorry I snapped.

I just really didn’t want this run to go sideways. I know it’s not your fault—but I’ve been fielding calls since 7:00 a.m. and I’m a little fried.

Yours and then some, L/N Y/N she/her ln.yn@svt.corp

P.S. You looked ridiculous, but sure. Let the internet wonder.

from: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp to: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp Subject: Re: France Stability Testing Timeline 

You can yell at me any time. Preferably not before coffee, but I’ll survive.

QA says they’ll expedite sample disposal so we can start the new batch by end of week. I sent you a revised Gantt. And a snack. Don’t fight me on it.

Yours in whatever way you’ll have me, Yoon Jeonghan he/him yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp

P.S. Internet speculation is already intense. I’ve received two DMs inquiring if I’m truly off the market. Is this your twisted little way of staking claim?

from: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp to: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp subject: Re: France Stability Testing Timeline 

The snack was suspiciously well-timed. You’re lucky I like sesame.

Re: QA—I’ll update the submission calendar and notify Regulatory we’re adjusting the stability window.

And tell your fans I’m flattered, but my standards are higher than “guy who argues about font weight in shared spreadsheets.”

Yours for some reason (When did I succumb to this?), L/N Y/N she/her ln.yn@svt.corp

from: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp to: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp Subject: Re: France Stability Testing Timeline

For the record, I wasn’t arguing. I was advocating for consistent formatting.

Also: I’m sorry. For earlier. I should’ve checked the system alerts before joking around. You always catch things first, and I forget what it’s like to be under that kind of pressure all the time.

Let me know what else you need. I mean it.

Yours for equally no reason (I bookmarked the first time you signed off with ‘yours’, btw), Yoon Jeonghan he/him yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp

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from: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp to: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp subject: Apologies for the Timestamp 

Yoon,

I realize this is past hours. I won’t pretend it’s an emergency—it’s just the draft for the stability test realignment we discussed. I needed to get it out of my head or I wouldn’t sleep. It can wait until morning. I just didn’t want to forget.

Sorry. Again. Sleep well, or party well, or whatever it is you’re doing tonight.

Terribly sorry, L/N Y/N she/her ln.yn@svt.corp

from: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp to: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp Subject: Re: Apologies for the Timestamp 

Got your email—yes, timestamp noted.

I’m out. Drinking. Loud music, terrible lighting, questionable tequila. I’ll look at the draft during actual work hours. I promise.

Also, you do know that you’re allowed to exist outside work. Don’t apologize for thinking too hard. That’s half your brand.

Buzzing like a drunk bumblebee, Yoon Jeonghan he/him yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp

from: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp to: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp subject: Re: Apologies for the Timestamp

Yoon,

Enjoy your night out. Try not to bully the DJ. May your drinks be overpriced and your lighting flattering.

And hey—hope you pull. You deserve someone mildly tolerable for a few hours.

Cheers, L/N Y/N she/her ln.yn@svt.corp

from: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp to: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp Subject: Re: Apologies for the Timestamp 

The drinks are terrible. The lighting is flattering. I’ve technically pulled, but she’s more interested in the bartender now, which is fine because—

I miss you. You, and your midnight overthinking, and your Excel color codes, and the way you always say “don’t wait up” but still check your inbox five minutes later.

I miss you. Stupidly. Even while I’m here.

Yours at my own risk, Yoon Jeonghan he/him yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp

from: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp to: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp subject: Re: Apologies for the Timestamp

Yoon,

Pray tell why you're getting drunk and you're "pulling" what I can assume to be ABGs whose names you won't even know in the morning, and yet you're still in the club, emailing me? Missing my drunken emails?

Why? Are the girls of Wall Street not enough for you?

Totally not jealous, L/N Y/N she/her ln.yn@svt.corp

from: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp to: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp Subject: Re: Apologies for the Timestamp

I can answer this so simply, it won’t even be fun.

The girls of Wall Street will never be you.

No one will ever be you.

I'm not enjoying my night as much as I should because you're not here. I'm in the club, drunk AND emailing you. That should tell you everything.

Come out with me next time. Wreck my plans. Ruin the music. Steal my coat.

I may be playing with fire, but to hell with it.

Burning myself, Yoon Jeonghan he/him yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp 

from: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp to: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp Subject: Re: Apologies for the Timestamp

I can feel you overthinking all the way from here. You’re probably thinking that I’ll wake up tomorrow morning and regret all of this. That I will be unable to face you at work come Monday, when I am no longer drunk out of my mind and thinking you are the most brilliant, most gorgeous, most infuriating person alive. 

You will be right. Thankfully, though, these are—what do the kids call it? ‘Receipts’. You will have a paper trail. These emails will be between you, me, and that Australian guy from IT. 

He will know, and you will know, that I may have the most miniscule work crush on you. 

Jesus Christ. What am I? A high schooler? 

Let’s try that again: Love is just a chemical reaction that compels animals to breed. What I’m feeling for you isn’t love. It’s so much more than that.

Love sucks, and I need to sober up, Yoon Jeonghan he/him yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp

from: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp to: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp subject: Re: Apologies for the Timestamp

Get home safe, Jeonghan.

Yours, with questions, L/N Y/N she/her ln.yn@svt.corp

from: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp to: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp Subject: Re: Apologies for the Timestamp

You just called me Jeonghan.

Yours, with answers (maybe), Yoon Jeonghan he/him yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp

from: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp to: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp subject: Re: Apologies for the Timestamp

That’s your name, isn’t it?

Stop e-mailing me while you’re at the club.

Fine. Yours, L/N Y/N she/her ln.yn@svt.corp

P.S.: I may have the most miniscule work crush on you, too.

from: Yoon Jeonghan yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp to: L/N Y/N ln.yn@svt.corp Subject: Re: Apologies for the Timestamp

i am  goi n    to die

Yoon Jeonghan he/him yoon.jeonghan@svt.corp

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I don't think both of them being horrible and having ulterior motives is mutually exclusive or even a stretch. Musk probably does know things that aren't strictly public, if not because of the insane amount of largely illegal access his farce of a department has had, then because he was out and out told due to being the same shade of bad. Trump was friends with Epstein, he literally owns Epstein's plane now, he has a history of sexual assault and criminal behavior, there is not a single thing about any of his personhood in decades that inspires even the ghost of confidence that this would be false on a moral level.

Also, they definitely do have their individual selfish plots, but they are selfish. At the core of everything they've done is short-sighted self-interest, every mistake has been in pursuit of some stupid, petty cause. Literally the only surprising thing about this situation is that their partnership lasted as long as it did.

So, is anyone a good or even approaching good person in this debacle? No, they're the same idiots they were yesterday and the year before and the decade before. Musk isn't a noble whistleblower, the only people who thought that Trump wouldn't be in those files are people who have willingly chosen to ignore that in their support of him and maybe people who didn't think about it first. But like I mentioned to my friend earlier, if the option was to not have them impact the country/news/our lives ever again or to see them tear each other apart, I'd pick the former. But, alas, they are in the positions they are in, so we might as well get our kicks where we can.

Okay so just to sum up recent events on the US Right:

• Trump starts a contract with Peter Thiel's Palantir company to create a database of ALL INFORMATION on EVERY LIVING AMERICAN

• Its revealed Stephen Miller and Elon Musk have had a very massive fight, supposedly because Elon Musk is sleeping with Miller's wife

• Trump ousts Elon from the administration, after over five months of being besties. Leaves with Stephen Miller's wife, who he just hired at one of his companies (!?)

• Elon starts saying the Big Beautiful Bill sucks

• A GOP Representative reveals that most of them didnt actually get to read the Big Beautiful Bill, GOP leadership basically made them rubber stamp it and they are pissed to find out it makes them all look horrible. A lot of them are now discussing a shakeup in GOP leadership.

• Trump says Elon has "Trump Derangement Syndrome" (🤮)

• Elon escalates massively, stating that Trump is in the Epstein files and THATS why they havent released them yet

• This comes right as Alex Jones loses a massive chunk of his audience because he's endorsing Trump's Palantir contract, and his fans are basically all very concerned about their privacy. They want a new conspiracy to follow and they just got one

• Trump starts threatening Elon's government contracts

• Ian Miles Cheong calls for Trump to be impeached immediately, and for JD Vance to become President. Elon Musk quote retweets this with "Yes"

• JD Vance was mentored by Peter Thiel

• Steve Bannon takes to Fox calling for the immediate deportation of Musk, and making SpaceX a public company

[luvvyouforever]

sweet girl - joel miller x reader

synopsis: things are getting hot and heavy with joel, your older boyfriend, but in a moment of nervousness, you stop him. content: mentions of smut/sex, angst, panicking, fluff and comfort, joel is a gentleman as always, older bf younger gf, 1k ish words author's note: i tried to find the gif of joel standing in a bedroom with the christmas lights around bc thats what inspired this but alas i had to go with a generic pinterest pic :(

joel knows he shouldn't have gotten so excited to see your name come across his phone with a message that read "i'm home alone, can you come over?" joel knows he shouldn't be putting on his shoes with urgency and throwing on a jacket to walk 3/10ths of a mile to your house in jackson. but when he's fallen for the sweet 20-something that hasn't got to move out of her parents house yet, his inhibitions lower significantly.

he can do this walk blindfolded, having been around several times before then, some under innocent circumstances, others with a rushed visit to kiss you goodnight. he sees your bedroom light on with the rest of the house dark and heads to the back porch where he kicks his boots off. before he can even knock on the door, it swings open, revealing your smiling face dressed in a matching set of pajamas.

"hey," you say and the sugar lacing your tone could give him a cavity. "you came over quick."

he smirks, leaning against the doorframe. "any chance to see my girl," he responds, the deepness of his voice echoing deep in your chest. your cheeks flare as the name rolled simply off his tongue. my girl. you could've turned into a puddle then and there.

rather than forming a response, you move to the side so he can slip through the door into the dark kitchen. as you shut the door behind him, his hand finds the small of your back as he pulls you closer. bending down, he plants the softest kiss on your lips.

"did you have a good day?" he asked, as if he had just come home from work to you in a normal setting. you nodded, walking up to your bedroom with him in tow.

"i did," you answered. "mom and dad left with the rest of that group to cheyenne. i just...i wanted to see you. actually have a night with you."

he smiled, taking a seat on the edge of your bed as you entered the bedroom. you stand before him awkwardly, having never been put into this position before. sure, there's been some make out sessions against the outside walls of the bar and touches against thighs at dinner, but in the few months you'd been dating, there was never this. the promise of going further.

joel noticed the nervousness in the way your hands fidgeted with your shirt and your eyes glanced over his frame. he reached out his warm hands, wrapping them around your own.

"you okay?" he asked.

you looked down at him, meeting his dark brown eyes that seemed to be incredibly gentle. it was still strange to see him this way after so long of knowing him as one of the more brutal, strong men of the town, succeeded only by his own brother.

"yeah," you said, through your voice was entirely unconvincing. you decided to sit next to him on the bed, playing with his fingers that were warm and strong. hesitantly, you looked up at him once more and he turned to face you more. one of his hands left yours and found your jaw.

he was intoxicating as he came in closer and even more so as his lips intertwined with yours. it was slow and sweet, unlike the rushed makeouts you've had before. very gently, he pushes you down on the bed, hovering over you, his lips never leaving your own.

your hands rest at your sides, unsure of what to do with them. it was as if you didn't know him. something about the aloneness of the house, about the night you were bound to have with joel, it made you panicked. your lips paused against his own and he pulled back with concern.

"what's going on?" he asked, an eyebrow raised.

you tried to stammer out words, but found nothing. instead, your chest rose and fell at a quicker rate than normal. "i don't...i don't know," you answered. "i'm sorry. i'm fine, joel."

his hand caressed your skin softly, unconvinced that you were actually fine. when you wrapped your hands around his neck and drew him in closer, he believed you a little more. his lips moved from your mouth to your jaw, then down to your neck where the hollow between your shoulder and throat felt warm against him.

his kisses were slow, but needy. at first, your body responded to him, chest arching into his own. but then, that panicked feeling came back in your chest. like what was to come after was a nightmare.

feeling too much of the fear, your hands met joel's chest and you gave him a slight push. it was too much, all at once. you needed time. you needed to ease into it.

"talk to me, sweet girl," joel said, looking down at you with concern lacing his expression.

"i'm sorry," you responded quickly. "just moving too fast. i...i'm not used to this. it's not you, i promise." apologies spilled out of your lips until joel shushed you with a quick tut of his mouth.

"it's okay," he said, scooting up to the headboard where he sat against it. you looked at him sideways, out of breath. "we haven't been alone, yet. i get it. i'm not offended or nothing, darlin'. just worried 'bout you."

joel miller, ever the gentleman. you were admittedly shocked by his sweet understanding and could've cried on the spot. you scooted next to him and threw your legs over his, half sitting in his lap. he easily swept you up into his arms, holding you against his stable, firm chest.

"how 'bout we just lay here for now, yeah?" he asked, his voice settling you instantly. joel had a way of doing that. just calming you down with a look or a whisper. you nodded at his suggestion, leaning your head against him comfortably. "besides, that cheyenne group won't be back for another night or two. we have time."

you smiled at his words. "i'm sorry, joel. sorry if i got you all the way over here for nothing."

he shook his head immediately. "no, no. not for nothing. i was gonna turn in and be lonely the rest of the night. this is better than that."

you let his words marinate, enjoying the way they sunk into your heart and bloom. "i like you a lot, joel," you whispered, shutting your eyes. soon, you'd be able to say the next words, but for now, you felt they conveyed your feelings enough.

"i like you too, sweetheart," he answered. "i like you a lot."

[stygiansun-totaleclipse]

Oooookay, I'm gathering everything I need for the future ask where I shoot everyone with Brazilian flora, fauna, geography and culture, BUT

While that isn't written, I'll just leave here my favorite folklore tale, she is beauty, she is grace, she will eat your eyes straight out of your face, ladies, gentlemen and enbytweens, A Boitatá!! 👏👏👏

[Before all this I must give everyone the trigger warning for a giant, eye-eating snake on fire]

Once upon a time, in the Amazon forest, there was a flood so strong it killed all of the animals of the area, almost, for while it rained, a snake slept on top of a tree. The snake, hungry when it woke up, was greeted by the banquet of the animals still in the water, and decided it would only eat their eyes. And so the snake ate them all, so many eyes did she eat, that she started to grow and from her belly all the eyes would glow, so much so that at some point she caught on fire from the light.

Now in her forest the Boitatá roams, and beware anyone there that wishes to burn, for with her many eyes she watches, and she'll burn your house and blind you in return.

(Idk where this prose came from, but alas! In some versions the Boitatá also hides as a burnt tree, a golden tree or a single golden branch in a tree, I think she's neat, you know :))

Oooh!!! The Boitatá—I hadn’t heard that story before. Mythology/folklore is always super fascinating to me—I have several books on some different mythologies etc on my shelves ❤️❤️ And I do especially love snakes in mythology 🐍👀👀 (as you can probably already tell from the demo lol—Fate is inspired by the World Serpent in Norse mythology)

(and I can see how you’ve tied snakes into your mc ask in my drafts 👀👀 👌👌👌very delicious I must say. i have done the same with some of sste’s cast 🐍❤️)

[velvetwyrme]

More character designs for Distilling Destiny! This time, they are side characters (the Masked Merchants!) You can find the lineup of main characters here!

[Design notes under the cut! Plus extra worldbuilding notes!]

First off! Design notes!

I feel like it's pretty obvious which skeletons these 3 are meant to parallel LMAO.

The overall designs are inspired by some of the NPC Merchants my cowriter and I discussed while planning out the fic (Beedle from LoZ, and Zacharie from OFF)

Zacharie was the inspiration for giving them masks, and Beedle is why the Knight-Shopkeep has his big backpack as well as why the masks have horns! (... Like a horned stag beetle? It's a stretch but shhh)

The Cart Merchant's cart is intended to look kind of like Sans' sentry station!

I was debating whether the cart would have parts that could fold out/be stuck in the ground to extend it, but then I thought... if he had them, he'd be too lazy to set them up anyway.

This way he can just ride around in it and not have to worry about lugging his stuff around like the others.

The Knight-Shopkeep's got two feathers in his hat like the Bard does ;]

I was going to give the Knight-Shopkeep a big hammer, but a sword looked cooler with the pose LMAO

The Knight-Shopkeep also has another horn hidden under his hat!

He sells potions and cooking ingredients! (In the fic, Blue is studying health + culinary science...)

The Shady Merchant has a golden horn instead of a gold tooth

The fur around the Shady Merchant's shoulder is a reference to what he trades, but it's also supposed to represent Red's fluffy jacket.

I gave him a sack because I thought it was funny. I almost made him the type to open up his jacket and try to sell you watches or something, but it didn't really work out, and this design fits a lot better.

That sigil is meant to be his own personal "signature", made up of aspects of his mask, as well as his kingdom, but The Cart Merchant is lazy and uses shorthand. The proper symbol would be something like an actual ❤️ shape. In universe, the larger heart shape made up by both parts is purely a coincidence. The G on the other banner is just a currency sign (like $, €, ¥, £).

AND NOW...

Here's some MORE lore tidbits that (probably) won't get mentioned in the fic, because they are just weird worldbuilding things that I've thought of but aren't really relevant in any of the discussions!!:

The Cart Merchant will try to scam you probably. (5G? i meant 50G.)

The furs and pelts the Shady Merchant procures are incredibly high quality- but he almost exclusively trades for other material supplies or information instead of gold.

I actually started trying to figure out a numeric system for this world, and it was at that point I realised I was getting lost in the sauce and thinking too much about worldbuilding.

HOWEVER, SAYING THAT... I was thinking that an upturned heart (spade) would be the symbol for 1, the v/shorthand heart shape would also double (haha) as the sign for 2. The clover (club) would be 3 and the diamond would be 4.

THAT came about because I was thinking about there being a myth/fable about the 4 (main) kingdoms having been created in that order (spade, heart, club, diamond).

The merchant masks are kind of like clown faces, in the way that there is a record of every single mask to make sure that there are no two that are the same. (Two masks may have the same horns, but different markings, and vice versa.)

The number of horns on a mask depends on which kingdom they come from. Sometimes prongs are also used instead of separate horns. (e.g. a merchant from the "Diamond"/Fourth kingdom may have 4 seperate horns, or 2 horns with 2 points each.)

Markings vary, but generally they too will be themed around the kingdom they hail from.

This is part of why the Shady Merchant is so shady- he has no marking/s, and his horns are... well, he claims to be from the second kingdom.

[inumbrapugnabimus-maybe]

some Zelda designs :)

[nanami-is-nanamean]

Yall. I have. An Idea.

Ignore the cookie run part bUT HEAR ME OUT-- nanago situation

Take my hand, imagine this, walk with me—

So, its been a long week for nanami again. Curses, injuries, people that he was supposed to protect in his missions—assigned sorcerers and civilians alike hurt or injured or worse, long hours, and barely any proper rest. This night is a slow night, a short reprieve before he throws himself back in the line of fire in this endless war against curses, before he drowns himself again in mission reports and obituaries, before the cycle begins again.

He can already feel the tension in his shoulders loosening at the prospect of a long and slow night dedicated to resting and pampering himself. And of course, he does the main thing that relaxes him the most—cooking and baking.

Yes, there's still a lot of work in the process of preparing and making food, but he finds a quiet tranquil in the precise measurements and temperatures of baking. Cooking makes him feel as if he's loosely painting on a canvas. Eitherway, the prep work helps erase the jitters from his muscles and everything he makes always ends up delicious.

Tonight, feeling rather festive and celebratory, nanami decides to make a strawberry shortcake. The light and delicate enough for his sugar averse palette, and enough sweetness to sate his partner's sugar addicted tongue. Everything went perfectly—the cake itself had a beautiful crumble, icing wonderfully light with that faint creamy sweetness, and the assortment of berries he mixed in with the strawberries were delightfully fresh. He places a little chocolate sign that he managed to scrounge together from gojo's sweets stash and... it was perfect.

Nanami should've known however that, if things were too perfect—it was inevitable for everything to come crashing down. Quite literally for his case. As he removed the perfect cake from its makeshift decorating stand, his hands—aching and exhausted from the week, had reached their limit. They trembled and jolted, the unsteady metal surface and motions causing his beautiful creation to topple and fall with a wet splat to the ground.

The world zeroed in at that singular moment in time, senses blocking out everything that wasn't the carefully crafted masterpiece laying on the ground. Shortcake bent in angles that it wasn't supposed to bend, exposing pale yellow crumb that was never supposed to be seen. Cut strawberries and fruit glistening red in the light of his kitchen, strewn and mixed about with the icing. Icing, thick and somehow light all at once, splattered across his shoes and floor.

Hysterically, he thought, it kind of reminds him of a dead body.

Cake as flesh and muscle, exposed to the world. Clumps of icing and berries acting like blood and gore strewn about the floor. In certain areas, where cake and icing peeled away from each other, it reminded him of open wounds—icing serving as both blood and flayed skin.

He worked so hard on it. And there it was. On the floor. So close to the counter and the plate that it was supposed to be on. And yet. It wasn't.

Each berry cut meticulously, to both preserve and bring out its beauty. Icing spread and piped in all manner of different decorations whilst also being wonderful on its own. Beautifully moist and fluffy shortcake, with the perfect texture.

Nothing else mattered in this moment but his wrecked cake.

He hadn't registered the door open, the tired yet cheery greeting of his husband, and the rushed steps of gojos shoes until he was pulled into his chest. And as he was pressed close to his husbands body, he realized that he'd also been crying. "Oh shit, shit, shit—Kento, baby, talk to me. What happened?"

Nanami opened his mouth to speak, only to let out a pathetic little croak. It seems that he also lost track of how long he's been there. Staring at his ruined cake. "Okay, okay," Gojo pulls him away to look into his eyes. Somehow the sight of them makes him sob. For real this time. If earlier, he only had streams of tears falling into his eyes, now nanami crumpled in gojos arms with great gasping sobs, shuddering on each breath. "Oh, fuck—Kento, lovely, talk to me! What happened?! Tell me, please."

At this, the man feels a shame so strong he feels its heat from his ears down to his shoulders. How ridiculous was it—him turning into a weeping mess over a bit of cake? But... it was still his cake. A cake that he put all of the stress and frustration and exhaustion of the week into. A cake that he made to celebrate making it through the week. A cake he made full of love for the two of them.

Gojo's questions were only met with more sobbing as Nanami quieted and hid his face in the crook of his neck. "Shit. Alright. Lemme get you situated on a couch, okay Ken? Your knees must be real tired, yeah?" "But... the cake." Finally, a word from his distraught love. "Yeah? What about the cake, love?" Nanami buried himself harder into his neck, before abruptly pulling away—rubbing a hand down his blotchy, red, tear and snot streaked face. "I— It's just— It's utterly ridiculous and pointless, Satoru. It's nothing."

"What? What is? It can't not be important if you've been sitting here crying all evening? What is it, Kento?" "It's cake. I've just—I've been crying over ruined cake, Satoru. It's utterly childish and ridiculous of me to, so excuse me while I—" "Shhh, none of that." Kento finds himself tackled into his husband's arms, the sheer love and care behind it jostling the cold mask that was settling back into his skin.

Satoru rocks the two of them in place on their floor, a hand rubbing Kento's back and holding him close. He melts into his husband's arms as he did before, a couple more hiccuping breaths escaping his lips. It doesn't matter how long they stay like that, because in Satoru's arms, everything is perfect.

"The cake... it was for us. I, I worked so much on it, so hard on it that—when it fell... I suppose thats when the rest of the week caught up to me." Satoru hummed, Kento feeling that rumble into his chest. "It's ridiculous, isn't it? Its just cake, I might as well be crying over spilled milk but... I made it a strawberry shortcake, because its the only cake we can both agree on. I added other, tarter berries both for myself and to bring out the sweetness of the strawberries. Fuck—I even cut a few of them into shapes and drew on the icing with cake... and now it's just..."

He trails off, no other words able to describe the heavy, hurting numbness in his chest. "I'm so exhausted, Satoru."

Gojo sidles them up to the counter, letting Nanami lean on them as he kissed away what little tears were left on Nanami's face. "I love you so much, Kento. You work so hard." He smiles at him, his expression so tender and Nanami feels something in his chest. Something good. Gojo glances at the fallen cake, and swipes a bit of berries and icing onto his finger. He puts it into his mouth before Nanami can stop him.

Bright and sweet flavors burst onto his tongue, strawberries and cream being the perfect pairing. "Gojo! That's been on the floor! Its dirty, you could get sick!" He laughs him off, putting a stop to his protests with a kiss. "I'll be fine, Ken! Besides, I can just freshen myself up with a bit of RCT if that ever happens!" This time, he kisses him longer, deeper. He hopes it conveys how much he loves and adores this wonderful man. "You worked so hard, and so much. It's not for nothing. The cake is delicious, Ken. We can still eat it."

"Okay... okay. I suppose we can scrape off the parts that touched the floor. There's a bit of extra icing and berries left, I was meaning to make a bit of syrup if it wasn't sweet enough for you. We... We can save this, we can salvage this." A smile graces Kento's beautiful face. "Thank you, Satoru."

He nods in acknowledgement. "Well, I was actually thinking that we just turn the floor into a plate—heck, the whole world must be a giant plate for animals! Might as well see what the buzz is about, ya know?" And finally, a laugh. "Absolutely not, Satoru!"

There they were, two grown men eating cake off the floor—gojo intentionally looking like a rabid raccoon as he did so, and nanami still trying to find some dignity as he picked it off the floor with a fork. And it was perfect.

[percicosoftcore]

sometimes it’d be easier if i were the kind of percico stan/writer who thrives on developing coffee shop aus and domestic fluff stories (those are gold!) and not someone who is dying to write a 300 pages epic fanfiction on how they got together with the help of arduous battles, charismatic side-characters, goddesses who have ancient beef with each other, metalcore bands concerts, a house on the beach and (obviously), misunderstandings.

[averlym]

no one would notice if i ever vanished // if bodies could sustain // this never-ending army // like blood pumping through a vein

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:OOO hello. anyway since these are all posters i'd have in an ideal world or smth and i'd like to store the high res versions somewhere,,, here's the google drive folder for them? hehe ''

close up!

[camellcat]

midnight mania strikes again

[glowinggator]

have you ever been so in love with a character that it's just impossible to put pen to paper? you can have the most vivid daydreams, and yet trying to write about them is just impossible. if so, we should form a union or something, these conditions are completely unfair

[sweet-beezus]

I'm conjuring up a new lil guy...

[zoanzon]

An idea I just had that I've already decided is the funniest fucking premise for Stranger Things fanfiction? Have national events from other fandoms unexpectedly happen in later seasons and derail post-S1 plot, or zoom out of S1-2 Hawkins to show the town's just in the background of other weirdness.

Like...Hawkins kids through adults have all seen footage of when a mutant picked up a sports stadium and dropped it around the White House and nearly killed Nixon, and then the Party meets 011 and sees that she has powers.

Or a year or two into Hawkins bullshit, when news goes worldwide of a glowing golden man who appeared in the sky above a cruise ship, and shortly after trauma-derived powers become a thing that derails the next Upside Down misadventure.

Hell, what happens if Hawkins gets visited by that pesky Department of Scientific Intelligence, and the Party learns the National Lab isn't the only government agency populated by inhumanities wearing human faces?

[crabs-but-better]

watching blue eye samurai w my dad and it’s like really good but we haven’t established any rules for sex scenes when mom’s not around because usually she’s the one that freaks out and fast forwards through everything, so we kind of just sit there awkwardly.

[hauntingblue]

So roger gave the hat to shanks(to become pirate king after him I guess?) But didn't make it??? Lmao