#I get to send love letters and sing praise all day long and I get to be positive!

[letstrywritingmaybe]

Me trying to write this fic cause I was feeling petty yet again and it’s taking me forever cause of course it is. But also I have no business writing smut, but I have this specific scene (again borrowing from the vibes of my golden otp) and it just went from sexy to depressing real quick. All that’s to say is that I should not be allowed to write cause what is even happening. Except this time I know why it’s happening but yet here I am still writing it? Also it’s pride month and I should be giving off more ace energy. At least at work I’m wearing my pride pin every day and it was noticed and I was celebrated for it which is so wonderful! So to those of you in the community, I hope you’re able to shine. If it isn’t safe or you’re not ready, I hope you’re still able to celebrate and know that you’re still a part of us <3

[siyooungi]

HAII i love ur works sm THEYRE HONESTLY WELL WRITTEN. NO THWYRE A MASTERPIECE i always smiliny n shi everytime i read em🤭

i act have a request!! can you please write a idol!huh yunjin x yn. theyve been in a relationship for almost a year. ANDD yn is a shy person,she rarely talk cause shes insecure w her voice and the way she pronounce stuff(she has lisp? she can’t properly pronounce the letter S” so means yunjin rarely heard her voice.

yunjin did try to convince her multiple time that yn voice is the most beautiful sound in this world,its like a lullaby to yunjin.

THEN on their first anniversary,yn decided to suprise yunjin. yunjin woke up to a singing vd by yn HSJSHSHS OMG the vd is like this https://youtu.be/V-1vBrlD0Bc (lets pretend thats yn???!3!3!3)) YEAH so maybe you can come up w rhe ending cause i act dont have any idea for that hehe. THATS ALL FROM ME THANK YOU SO MUCH MY BRO ILOVE U SM (you dont have to do the request if youre busy<3 it just at thought from my brain hehe)

A/N: Awww, thank you so much!! That really means a lot. Although the video was unavailable, I can only imagine how amazing it sounded. I really hope you like this then!!

Pairing: Yunjin x Fem!Reader

Idol: Huh Yunjin (Le Sserafim)

Warning(s): None!

Yunjin is someone you’d consider your greatest supporter and hype-woman, as there was not a single day that passed where she wasn’t treating you like you were a prized possession. She loved everything about you, everything, from all of your little mannerisms to the beauty you possessed. On top of that, she made you the happiest girl in the world. Some might even consider her the ideal lover, a role that suits her entirely.

You, however, despite all of the never-ending praise and love she showered you with, were burdened by a deep insecurity that prevented you from fully expressing yourself. You dealt with a lisp, which made it difficult for you to pronounce the letter 's,' becoming a source of self-doubt and unease.

Yunjin, being the loving and supportive girlfriend that she was, had repeatedly reassured you that your voice was a treasure, a melody that resonated deeply within her heart. She cherished every hum and shake of the head that you used as substitutes for words. Hell, she even got excited when you spoke a few words. It was all she would typically get when you spoke to her. Despite Yunjin’s best efforts, you remained hesitant and continued to limit your speech, unable to believe in your own voice's beauty.

As your first anniversary approached, you did your best to overcome your fear and surprise Yunjin with something you’d hope she’d feel proud of. Considering you don’t speak often, you figured the least you could do was use your voice for your anniversary. Although she adapted to your lack of vocalness, that didn’t mean she didn’t want it. She’d made it clear every time she tried to evoke more words out of you. Whilst you were more quiet, you expressed yourself through actions. That was something she was always grateful for.

On the day right before your anniversary, while Yunjin was away at practice and you had the place to yourself, you mustered up all your courage to do what you had been planning for awhile.

With trembling hands, you composed yourself and positioned your phone before hitting the record button. Taking a deep breath, you began to sing.

The sweet, tender sound that escaped your lips filled the room. Your voice carried a vulnerability that mirrored your own insecurities, yet it was also infused with a profound love that only Yunjin could truly understand.

When you felt that you sang enough and brought the song to an end, you stopped the recording. It wasn’t necessarily long, but it was more than enough. Well, at least that’s what you hoped.

Feeling satisfied with the progress you made, you locked your phone with a smile. You would send this to Yunjin when she headed off to sleep. She was going to stay the night with her members and drive back to you on the day of your anniversary.

Fortunately, that day arrived rather quickly. You were still asleep by the time Yunjin had awoken. She wanted to wake up early so she could get a gift for you and then head your way, hopefully arriving before you woke up.

Yunjin’s alarm went off, waking her up and earning a groan in response. She picked up her phone to look at the time, squinting her eyes as they attempted to adjust to the brightness of her screen. As soon as her eyes were used to it, she did just that and while doing so, she noticed a message in her notification center. Wondering who could’ve possibly texted her while she was asleep, she unlocked her phone and checked.

It was from you, morphing her confusion into exhilaration. She clicked on the message and saw that it was an attachment, returning her puzzled expression as she sat up straighter and tapped on the video.

The sound of your voice filled the space of her room, bouncing off the walls and gracefully entering her ears. The latter couldn’t help the emotions that washed over her at that moment.

Yunjin's eyes welled up with tears as she listened, captivated by the beauty that resonated within every note. Your voice washed over Yunjin like a gentle wave, drowning out any doubts or insecurities. In that moment, she realized that your voice was not just a lullaby to her, but a symphony of love and vulnerability that transcended any imperfections.

The video eventually came to an end, causing her to quickly wipe her tears away and jump out of bed, forgetting to respond. She rushed to get ready, nearly tripping over her pants as she hopped on one leg to pull them up.

She was ready in record time, putting her phone in her pocket and grabbing her bag. She quickly double checked the bag for the necklace she bought you before closing it and running outside. Her manager knew that she was planning on getting you some flowers, so they already had the car ready by the time she made it outside.

Yunjin hastily got into the car and closed the door. Sensing the younger girl’s urgency, they sped off and headed to a local flower store. As fast as she entered the vehicle, she exited just as swift.

She searched the shop for your favorite flowers and and grabbed them as soon as she spotted them. Not wasting any time, she paid the owner and sent a thankful smile their way before rushing back out.

It didn’t take long before she arrived to your place. Thanking her manager as she got out, she made her way to your front door, knowing you’d still be asleep. She had the spare key to get inside, anyways.

Once inside, Yunjin took the small jewelry box containing your necklace and put it in her pocket, as well as placing the flowers on the counter. Yunjin tiptoed through the hallway, careful not to make a sound. She gently pushed open your door, revealing a scene that melted her heart. There, lying peacefully under the covers was your sleeping figure.

A tender smile graced Yunjin's lips as she observed her sleeping beauty. She couldn't help but feel a rush of overwhelming love and admiration. Kneeling beside the bed, Yunjin reached out to caress your hair, her fingertips gliding through the strands with utmost care.

As if sensing Yunjin’s presence, you stirred, slowly awakening from your blissful slumber. Your eyes fluttered open, and a tired but content smile adorned your face. Seeing Yunjin before you brought a spark of joy to your eyes.

"Hey," You murmured, your voice filled with warmth and love.

"Hey, sleepyhead," Yunjin whispered softly, her voice carrying a gentle tenderness. "Happy anniversary, my love."

Your smile widened as you stretched lazily, reaching out to pull Yunjin closer. She intertwined her fingers with yours, putting your hand on the pillow and leaning in for a soft kiss.

"I am really lucky to have you," You murmured, your voice laced with sincerity. "Thank you for being in my life."

Yunjin stayed close and she looked you deeply in the eyes, smiling fondly. "No, thank you for making every day brighter, for being the love of my life." Her voice was filled with a deep affection that resonated within their shared space.

“And thank you for allowing me to hear that beautiful voice of yours. Best thing to wake up to.” You felt your flush from realization. You completely forgot you sent her that video of you singing before you went to sleep.

“Ah..”

“Well, second best thing to wake up to. You’re first.” Yunjin spoke as she used her free hand to caress your cheek. The reason behind your flushed face was no longer from embarrassment, but instead from your girlfriend’s words.

“Just come in the bed..” You mumbled, patting the space beside you. If she wasn’t within such close proximity, she wouldn’t have heard you. Smiling, she did just that and laid on her back, turning her head in your direction. While you were beneath the covers, she was on above them, considering she was already dressed for the day.

You observed as she got comfortable before inching closer, wanting to be as close as possible, evoking a chuckle out of the raven haired girl. She happily embraced you, allowing you to rest your head on her chest.

“Do you want your gift?” Yunjin asked quietly, playing with your hair and looking up at the ceiling as she waited for your response. You hummed, not wanting to get up.

“Not at the moment. I just want to cuddle for awhile.”

Pleased with your answer, she planted a kiss on your forehead before resting her head on yours. Your breathing synced up with hers and you closed your eyes, feeling a wave of drowsiness wash over you again. She knew it wouldn’t take long for you to fall back asleep, so she closed her eyes as well. You both would be able to further enjoy your anniversary when you woke up.

A/N: Thank you for the request, and love you too!!! <33

[lareynaderucorazon]

Lead Singer Reader x Drummer Choso

Your band debuts a brand new song that your drummer wrote. Ft. Still Into You - Paramore

Being in a band was amazing. Especially in moments like these. The lights were shining, and you could only hear your voice accompanied with the screams of your roaring fans.

I should be over all the butterflies But I'm into you I'm into you And, baby, even on our worst nights I'm into you I'm into you

You felt a rush from singing new lyrics with the sound of your amazing band members.

Some things just, some things just make sense And one of those is you and I Hey Some things just, some things just make sense And even after all this time Hey I'm into you Baby, not a day goes by that I'm not into you

You feel anticipation building up in your heart as it thumps in your throat.

Yeah, after all this time I'm still into you I'm still into you I'm still into you

Your heartbeat steadies and blood rushes to your ear. You pant for air and look out into the crowd as it goes wild.

You look down in the front and notice your bandmates little brother and his friends. You send them a wink and a kiss before bidding your adoring fans a farewell.

Backstage you praise your bandmates hard work and skill while you down a bottle of water. You walk up to your drummer and long time best friend, Choso.

"Cho, what the hell was that man? The fans went wild and it's all thanks to that song you wrote. Not even gonna lie I'm kind of jealous, our fans have never reacted like that with my songs. How did you come up with it?"

You happily sling your arm across Choso's shoulder as you give him the most praises.

Choso faintly blushes at your close proximity, especially since you had this glow to you from just being on stage.

"It was nothing really."

He's lying. He's lying so hard right now. That song you just sung in front of thousands of people was his love letter to you. He knew no one other than you could encapsulate it as he intended, but seeing you sing his song for you with so much emotion had his heart sputtering.

"Alright, keep your secrets. By the way I saw Yuj and his friends out there, they comin' backstage?"

"No, not this time."

Just as he said that he heard his little brother yelling his name and trying to get his attention behind the security guards who were desperately trying to hold him and his friends back. Poor bodyguards. Choso internally groaned.

'Well. So much for me hoping to be alone with her.' Choso thought to himself. He went up to the bodyguards and told him to let them through. Immediately, Yuji and his friends ran right past him and up to you.

"Can we get your autograph?!"

"You were so cool out there!"

"Please marry me!!"

You chuckled to yourself and signed whatever they asked you to while conversing with them.

"See?! I told you I knew her!"

Yuji's friends all groaned at him and rolled their eyes.

"What? Y'all don't believe I know Yuj here? He was my first and still is my #1 fan."

"You tell them older sis."

Choso, who was in the background, grew red at the implications and told Yuji to calm himself.

Choso could only watch as the figure of his adoration was swarmed with questions and affection from his little brother's friends. Choso could only stay mad for a whopping minute before he cracked a smile, totally enveloped in admiring his long time crush.

"Dude, can you make it any more obvious?"

Choso was startled as he heard a voice speak up from next to him. He visibly relaxed as he noticed it was just Megumi, Yuji's boyfriend.

"Shut up Megumi, she'll hear you."

"Right, because your being totally inconspicuous." Megumi rolled his eyes causing Choso to let out a faint chuckle.

"You're not gonna ask for an autograph?"

"Nah, already got too many."

...

"Is it really that obvious?"

"What? You mean the way you stare at her like if she's the reason you breathe?"

Choso groaned and covered his face with the collar of his shirt.

"Then why doesn't she see it?"

"I don't know. Maybe she does and she just needs your confirmation. But what do I know, I'm just the guy that's been hanging around you guys for years."

With that Megumi left to go stand next to Yuji and try to get him to stop pestering you. He managed to succeed with not only getting Yuji to leave, but also their entire friend group. As they were leaving Megumi gave Choso a look of encouragement before exiting.

Choso was too preoccupied with watching his younger brother and his friends that he didn't notice you walk up to him until your sigh of exhaustion startled him.

"Kids huh?"

Choso smiled at your corny inside joke.

You were so exhausted in fact that you leaned in to hug Choso, resting all of your weight on him. Choso was flustered but welcomed the embrace.

"M'head is fuckn killn me" you muttered from Choso's shoulder.

Choso faintly smiled as he caressed your hair, which he knew you loved. You sighed and relaxed into him further.

"Piggyback ride me back to the bus?" You asked tiredly. Choso didn't even say a word as he turned around and squatted so you could climb onto his back. Once he made sure you were on and comfortable, he stood up and made the trek back to the band's tour bus.

Choso's neck tickled as you snuggled your nose into his neck. He could feel where you started to doze off and he tried to make the trek as smooth as possible so you could sleep.

"Mmm, luv yu s'much Cho." You muttered, barely conscious, before planting a light kiss on his neck.

...

"..! What?" Choso stumbled, almost falling, his face now a bright vermillion red.

...

"... Name?"

Once he got back to the bus his band members bombarded him with questions on why his face was so red and if he finally confessed before he harshly shushed them.

[ritualofcirice]

🐑 ♡ Here's one letter fresh from Sup-port, addressed to the Vox specialist ♡ 🐑

Dear @macabr3-barbi3,

Never has Vox been so flawlessly executed than in your works. From the moment someone enters the world of your stories, they are sucked into a torrent of beautifully written, steamy romance. Perhaps it's that hot flatscreen heating everything up?

You've got us tuned in no matter what! Everything you craft is a testament to your skill, and you are learning at a rapid rate how to improve upon perfection. Speaking of perfection, you've mastered the art of being a total sweetheart.

That can only mean you're getting a letter of Sup-port to show you the same sweetness back! Thank you for sharing all of your stories with us, and thank you for being the CEO of spicy stories!

Wishing all the best, and sending all of our love,

The Sup-port Team xo

Let's see what other letters arrived for you!

From @dewdropdinosaur ♡

"Hey Barbie,

I just wanted to take a moment to tell you how truly amazing you are. Not only are you an incredible writer, but you're also one of the kindest, most genuine people I know. You were the first to welcome me into the Helluva Discord server with such warmth and a smile, and that meant the world to me. You've been a pillar of our community, always lifting others up, offering support, and sharing your creativity in ways that inspire us all.

I treasure you with my whole heart, and I'm so grateful to have you as both a friend and a part of this community. You're a rare and special person, Barbie, and I’m lucky to know you.

With all my love, DINO"

From @fraugwinska ♡

"I have so much I could say about Barbie. Almost a year ago we started to talk - She knew my fic and commented reghularily. I read Dream a little Dream (of me) written by her and was amazed at the imagery and immersive writing, the creativity that I've seen. Ever since then, we are writing history. Not a day goes by where we don't talk, laugh, joke, quib, comfort and praise each other. Barbie is like a sister I always wanted. Even though we never met, I feel like I've known her for much longer than the fleeting months since April 2024. And I never get tired of singing her praises: What a good noodle she is, how funny and witty, clever and insightful, artistic and creative. She is a natural cestpool of talents, she writes beautiful music as well as amazing stories, all while humbly celebrating the people she adores wholeheartedly. Barbie is always coming up with such capturing fics that I can't believe she isn't already on the New York Times besttseller lists. Which she might as well be someday, when her fantasy novel will be published - and you best believe I'll be on the start of the long lines in a book store, obnoxiously telling them that my best friend wrote that book.

Not even a year, and yet, I don't want to miss her friendship for the rest of my life."

From @reinthechaosdeer ♡

"Dear Barbie, why I can only say so much about your work til it becomes repetitive as I’m sure so many have told you. I love your writing and how you bring things to life. My favorite work is your “Call It a Night” for reasons I’m sure you can guess. Haha

The way you set up the scene with Alastor being calmly playful and mildly amused whereas Vox is just a mess and freaking out cause ”oh no hot deer + one bed = glitching whhhheeezzzeeee” I’ve read it sooo many times and it just gets better and better. I’m currently reading through a few of your other fics again. So watch out Call it a night may get it’s very own dub by yours truly."

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"Barbie!!!!! It's been a great joy to get to know you better and better as the months go by. I've always cherished the connection that we fostered based on our love of creating music (I'm still blown away by what you created for the Regency collaboration), and on top of that, your writing skills are amazing, too! I'm impressed by how consistently you put out quality, novel smut, both as a fan and as a peer. I always perk up seeing you jump in to chats, and I have so many fond memories of those chaotic early months in the Orchard. I can't wait to make more with you, dear, it's been such a pleasure to be your friend.

-Remy"

Barbie's Advice To You

"I'd say my best advice- both for writing and just in general- is to give yourself grace. You're not always going to get something perfect the first try, and it's important to know that it's okay to take a step back and take a breather before continuing to work on something. The people that love and support you will almost always be more concerned with you taking your time and taking care of yourself than forcing out something that you're not happy with. Take your time and be patient with yourself!"

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[sagesolsticewrites]

pookie! can I have ⁹⁾ blackberry jam for Jules and Johnny and ¹⁵⁾ a half-full milk carton for Vika and Benny? ilysm!!!!! 💝

Winnie darling!! So sorry for the wait honey 😅 Tysm for the request, love you pooks 💕

From this prompt list!

blackberry jam, Brady x Jules

There was a package waiting for him at the APO on the way back from that day’s practice flight.

They’d been at Thorpe Abbotts for about three weeks now, and while John Brady had gotten a (very long) letter from Jules already, this was the first time he’d had an unassuming brown box waiting for him.

“Treats from home already, Brady?” Hambone grinned, gold teeth glinting in the sun.

“Be nice and maybe I’ll share, Ham,” he retorted with a smirk, though there was no malice in his voice.

Back at their barracks, Hoerr, Hambone, and Croz quickly split off to their own bunks, eager for some semblance of privacy as they opened their own letters from home.

Brady examined the box in his hands, giving it a careful shake. There was a sort of light rattle on one side, while something weighed the cardboard down on the other. He wanted to tear it open, but forced himself to take his time, deliberately peeling away the paper and slicing through the tape that sealed the cardboard shut. Lifting the flaps revealed a thick wad of neatly folded paper, a small blue tin and a bundle of… fabric?

Further examination revealed the wad of paper to be yet another letter from his Juliet, describing her preparations for the new school year and time spent with his parents in delicate cursive script. A postscript was included, he noted with a grin, a full page of his mother’s familiar neat handwriting, detailing how much they missed him, how they hoped he was staying safe, and how kind his girl was to keep them company so often since he’d shipped out.

She’s a keeper! His mother teased, and he could nearly hear her laugh as he read it.

According to the letter, the tin held a batch of his favorite shortbread cookies, accompanied by— his grin grew wider— a jar of blackberry jam made by Juliet herself.

Your mother did most of the work, she’d insisted in her letter, but his mother assured him that Juliet had done it nearly all on her own.

Setting the pages carefully aside, he turned his attention to unwrapping the bundle of thick fabric, peeling back the layers that protected it on its journey over the Atlantic until he held a glass jar about the size of his hand filled with a thick, dark jam. He opened the blue tin next, grinning at the tiny golden cookies stacked inside.

Warmth filled his chest at the thought of his mom and Juliet in the little kitchen at home, talking and laughing, setting aside a good portion of their rationed sugar just to send him a taste of home.

He didn’t have utensils, but that didn’t bother him as he unscrewed the jar and dipped a cookie in.

One bite, and he was transported back to being a kid in Victor, New York, wriggling impatiently at the table as his mother fixed him a snack after school.

“Brady— hey, Brady—”

The memory was cut short as a voice drifted in from his right, and he turned to see Hambone grinning at him hopefully.

“Whatcha got there?”

With a good-natured roll of his eyes, he held out the tin to his friend.

“Shortbread. You can have one.”

The tin was passed around to his crew, all of them soon singing their praises of Ma Brady’s cooking, and John tucked the letter into his footlocker with the one he’d already gotten.

With any luck, he’d be home to see Jules and his mother side by side in the kitchen by this time next year.

half-full milk carton, Benny x Vika

Vika woke with a start, a sinking feeling in her chest. She wasn’t sure what had woken her, but as she glanced around trying to get her bearings, one thing stood out to her.

This was not her room.

A shifting at the end of the bed revealed a furry mass, and she froze until a familiar sleepy whine reached her ears.

That’s right. She was spending the night at Benny’s.

The tightness in her chest eased somewhat as Vika reached down to give Meatball a pet. Her eyes strayed to the other side of the bed, revealing a thrown-back duvet and rumpled sheets.

Her heart sank. Another nightmare?

Wrapped in her robe with Meatball trotting at her heels, she slipped out into the hall, following the dim moonlight to the sounds coming from the kitchen.

“Benny?”

The silhouette, backlit by the light of the fridge, jumped in surprise. Benny turned to face her, his face still half in shadow.

“Vika,” he said, his voice soft, “What are you doing up?”

“I could ask you the same question,” she replied gently, crossing the tiled floor to stand next to him. She asked tentatively, “Nightmare again?”

He looked down, avoiding her eyes as he focused on Meatball weaving between their legs, “Something like that.”

She hummed, scanning him over. He didn’t seem to want to talk about it, and she wouldn’t force him. So, she turned her attention to the fridge.

“Any luck finding a midnight snack?”

Even in the dim light, there was a trace of relief in Benny’s face at the topic change.

“Not yet.”

She took stock of the somewhat sparse contents— a few meals from his mother, the last of a hunk of cheese, slightly wilting greens, a half-full milk carton—

“Can I suggest something? You don’t have to try it if you don’t want.”

“Please do, I can’t seem to make a decision,” Benny said with a soft laugh.

She pulled out the milk carton and snagged what was left of the loaf of bread on the counter.

“This is what my mother made for me before bed every night when I was little,” she explained, pulling out a small saucepan and two bowls, “Bread dipped in warm milk seemed to always do the trick when she needed me to go to sleep.”

Benny hummed, watching her flick on the stove and set the milk at a gentle simmer. She shot him a wink as she added a rather generous pinch of sugar to the milk, stirring all the while.

“I’m technically only supposed to put in a little bit, but… I think we can make an exception just this once.”

“I won’t tell a soul,” Benny found himself promising with a grin, and soon there were two steaming bowls of warm, sweet milk set in front of them, along with a slice of bread each.

Benny dipped one corner in, eyes widening at the simple but indescribably comforting taste. Something loosened in Vika’s chest, seeing his soft smile as he ate— thank goodness he liked it. It gave her an odd sense of pride, introducing him to something that held such dear memories for her and seeing the opportunity to build memories with him as well.

He ate it like her father did, she noted. Leaving the slice whole, dipping a corner at a time. She favored her mother’s strategy of tearing off pieces one by one and dipping them— useful for slipping some to Meatball, who was whining at their feet not wanting to be left out.

“Thank you, sweetheart.” Benny’s voice drifted in from her right, softened by the hour and by a slight sleepiness creeping in.

He wasn’t just thanking her for the snack, she knew.

Still, all she did was give him a tender smile, lifting the bowl to her lips to drain the last bit of sweetness at the bottom.

“You’re very welcome, Benny. Now how about we go back to bed?”

[jmdbjk]

Bangtan Weekly Report: Festa Week

I am Army for about 3 years but loved them all 10 years...

saw someone say something similar the other day and its so true.

Millions of dollars spent on this almost month-long Festa and all for free to us. The 30 minutes of fireworks alone were estimated at $5 million USD. Now do you understand why those big sponsors were so important?

It is estimated that 400,000 attended the one day event that included Namjoon's presentation and the fireworks finale with about 120,000 being foreigners and 2000 being security manning the event. Perspective: Lollapalooza has an attendance of up to 100,000 per day. This 10th Anniversary Festa was ONE DAY.

400,000 ... almost half a million people on one day ... let that sink in.

View of the fireworks from around the other side of the river:

Drone view:

Fireworks began with Mikrokosmos, one of my favorites and right away I'm having trouble holding back the tears. Ever since YTC Busan, Butterfly has become one of those songs that makes me overly emotional but I found myself getting emotional even when hearing Fire, Dynamite and Take Two playing with the fireworks coordinated to the beat.

Watch 8-hour coverage of the day from JBTC News (gives a good idea of the number of people attending during the day-long event.)

Watch the entire fireworks show on Weverse. It begins with a message from Yoongi.

A translation of Jungkook's narration during the fireworks.

During Namjoon's event, the members called in. 32 minutes in Jungkook calls in from Los Angeles and apparently, Joon didn't realize it was JK EVEN AFTER HE SANG A FEW LINES OF TAKE TWO... JOON????? About 39 minutes in, Tae calls in and about 58 minutes into it, we hear Jimin conducting an Army quiz. I hope they add English subtitles soon.

More on Take Two:

I was asked what I thought "Take Two" meant in the context of the song lyrics...

...We been walkin' so many ways I feel like my heart will explode Can't you see the take two? Stories unfolding just for you youth with you hold my hand now ... When I got you by my side along the road we walked together Oh, we young forever ... Since we're together, I'm not afraid to wish for eternity ... I hold you in my arms Can't you see the take two? Letters I didn't send to you .... Oh, we young forever It was possible because I was with you

If I had to sum it up in one idea I would say they trust us to hold their youth within us. To remember their ten years so far. We are entrusted to keep that with us.

Because they are leaping off one by one into the thing that will supposedly change them in ways they don't even know yet. And they want these last ten years of their lives to be safe in us because this was a very special time of their lives.

I mean, who in this world can say they spent the youth of their teens and 20s as BTS, the group that never stopped running forward for almost ten years and rose to be a global phenomenon?

Only seven people in the world can say it: Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Min Yoongi, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook.

Who else is going to remember their youth for them? Us, they only have us: Army.

A K-media article wrote about Take Two and specifically about Jimin's vocals, and besides describing Jimin as being the pillar of BTS songs, he went on saying this:

"In addition, Jimin showed a wide range of vocals, from soft mid-bass to high-pitched parts, and maximized the charm of the song with a unique and angelic voice praised by numerous vocal experts, giving a gift of ecstasy like an aurora."

Aurora... that is a PERFECT description of the sounds that come out of Jimin's throat when he sings.

I have maintained since the first time I listened to the song that Jimin's presence is heard throughout the song. Here is the Jimin focus cam.

About Song leaks:

There have been a lot of so-called "leaks" being passed around of Jungkook's songs. These could just be clips of discarded songs, discarded guides for group songs or even AI... who knows. Songs get written and progress gets made on them and then they end up not using them at all.

If the leaks are legit songs about to be on an album, I'm not sure how someone can continue to leak them and get away with it. I think the same has happened to songs that are supposed to be Tae's work. Leaks like this make an artist's work vulnerable to plagiarism and copyright theft.

Speaking of discarded songs... I've seen a lot of people talking about the number of songs that get included on albums and also why old songs get released years after they are written and produced.

I'm not a music industry expert but its a well-known thing that an artist is typically continually writing and recording music. Out of all the songs they produce, an artist will choose the ones that fit the theme/tone/vibe of an album/collection to release together. Many songs never make it. But that doesn't mean they aren't good songs, they just aren't what the artist wants at that moment in time.

So much music and lyrics are timeless so it doesn't matter when a song is written, if it resonates, it is relevant. I would bet Jimin had several songs he could have put on Face but they just weren't exactly what he wanted to say, or the vibe wasn't what he was aiming for now. He might save them for later.

And people saying Take Two was written a few years ago but is only now being released means it is one of those songs that still resonates with where BTS is today.

This is my opinion: I also want to say something about the argument that Jimin was denied all the MV's he wanted for Face... we know he's working on new music... we know they have a tight timeframe because of enlistment. It takes time and money to produce music videos, especially to the high caliber that BTS music videos are produced.

I think Jimin knew he was going to do more music before the end of this year. He knew logistically there was no time to produce the kind of MV's that are expected for other Face songs.

"But Yoongi got an MV for every song..." Yoongi's album D-Day and its subsequent concert tour are huge undertakings, comes 3 years after D-2 and this will be it for him. He will have to enlist. He does not have time to produce another album and do promotions for it before enlistment. He blew his wad on D-Day.

We will get more from Jimin before the end of the year and before he chooses to enlist.

I digressed... back to Festa...

About the book:

"After taking their first step into the world on June 13, 2013, BTS will celebrate the 10th anniversary of their debut in June 2023. They have risen to the peak as an iconic global artist and during this meaningful time, they look back on their footsteps in the first official book. In doing so, BTS nurtures the power to build brighter days and they choose to take another step on a road that no one has gone before. BTS shares personal, behind-the-scenes stories of their journey so far through interviews and more than three years of in-depth coverage by Myeongseok Kang, who has written about K-pop and other Korean pop culture in various media. Presented chronologically in seven chapters from before the debut of BTS to the present, their vivid voices and opinions harmonize to tell a sincere, lively, and deep story. In individual interviews that have been conducted without a camera or makeup, they illuminate their musical journey from multiple angles and discuss its significance. In addition, portrait photos that show BTS as individuals and artists open the book, and throughout there are concept photos, tracklists of all previous albums, and over 330 QR codes. As digital artists, BTS has been communicating with the world through the internet and this book allows readers to immediately access trailers, music videos, and more online to have a rich understanding of all the key moments in BTS history. Complete with a timeline of all major milestones, BEYOND THE STORY is a remarkable archive―truly everything about BTS in one volume."

The HYBE mural:

This artist did a fantastic job on this hand painted mural. He used cans of spray-paint. Amazing.

(video credit)

It's been a very emotional few weeks with so much content given to us.

From BangBangCon and 5th Muster to Take Two to Jimin's performance of Letter, the dance practice videos, Suchwita with Jin, seeing all of Seoul lit up in purple, all the photos, all of the positive media coverage in Korea, Tae's jazz performance, it's been a whirlwind of gifts for us. I've never experienced anything like it before.

And thinking about this year's Festa, with all the members coming and going and scattered across the globe, doing their own thing, Joon's comment that next year, Jin-hyung will have to fill the space implies everyone else will be enlisted before next June. I am really looking forward to having Jin back with us.

Anyway... APOBANGPO!

[m-jelly]

Jellyyyyyy 👀👀

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii! I have letter requests for youuuuuu!

May I have two requests? 😘

Maybe one for Hange in Modern AU where she works as a doctor? She sets off for work while reader is still sleeping from an… eventful night 👀 Before she leaves, she has written a little note for her beloved 🥺❤️ Perhaps she writes some praises of last night? 👀 As well as some sweet notes of us taking care of ourselves while she’s away 🥰👉👈

And if it’s okay, could I have a Mike one as well? 🥰 This one is for our Small Town AU where he’s a carpenter 👀 Perhaps he’s away from town at a conference where his work is being promoted and displayed? And he misses us so much! Even though it’s a modern setting, he’s a sweetheart and sends us a written letter talking about how he misses us and that he will be home soon 🥺❤️ If you want to sneak in any filth you’re always welcome to do so 👀

Thank you Jelly 👀👀👀👀

-Le Skittle

3K Event

I'll put them together on here for you cause I know you love both <3 I'll put a read-more line in cause it's two letters.

The morning after thoughts

and

Carvings for you

Contains 18+ themes

Morning, little pumpkin,

Forgive me for not being there when you wake up but I had to hurry to work this morning. You just looked so adorable as you slept that I couldn’t bring myself to wake you up. I had you moaning so much last night and I wore your cute body out. It would have been too cruel to pull you from your sweet slumber. So, rest my little pumpkin.

I have made a pancake batter, along with a nice smoothie for you. Please make yourself some pancakes and drink the smoothie I made for you. The smoothie has plenty of good things in for you to make you a nice strong pumpkin. So, be a good girl for me and drink it all up. I’ll be ever so proud of you if you do <3

Speaking of proud…

Last night was incredible! I never knew that you could be so flexible <3 You were just so hungry for me that I just kept going. I was starving for your orgasms, my darling pumpkin. I just wanted more and more from you and you did not disappoint. In fact, you over delivered. You fed me well last night. You were just pure perfection.

I admit I might have fed on you too much, but when you keep saying yes to me and asking for more I can’t help myself. You’re my cute little pumpkin. The way your legs shake as your pleasure rips through your body. Your whimpers and cries of my name. Your declarations of love. The way your body bends and moves to my touches and love. The way you take the strap on so easily. The way you taste on my lips. You are just so divine that I want more.

How can someone so cute be so sexy? You should be made illegal, little pumpkin.

I should end this letter before it gets too long. Just know, I love you more than there are cells on planet Earth. You are my everything, you truly are. I can’t wait to come home to you tonight. Make sure you drink plenty on your day off. I know you’ll probably be absorbed in your plants, but please take a moment to care for yourself. Please care for yourself as much as you care for your precious plants.

You are important.

I love you, pumpkin.

See you tonight <3

Love,

Hange x

Howdy Pumpkin,

I bet you are looking mighty fine today. I know for sure you are looking divine in whatever little number you are wearing. You just make me all hot under the collar and sweat just thinking about how cute you are. You are just dying to be bitten by your big bear, aren’t ya?

I gotta say, I am missing you so much my darlin’ pumpkin. I sure wish you were here with me at this conference. I know you’d be real proud of me for what I’m doing. You are my inspiration for all my work. You just make my heart sing and I get this burning desire to get creative, especially after we’ve made love in front of the fireplace. You sure to look sexy lying naked on the fur rug covered in my bites before the crackling fireplace.

Damn, I wish I was there with you. The things I’d do to your sweet body. You’re too cute for your own good. I bet your bratty ass is dying to be spanked, right?

Putting my dirty thoughts aside…I wanna come home fast to you. I wanna wrap your body in my arms, squeeze you so tight and never let you go. Maybe next time I should just hide you in my suitcase. Knowing you, you’d like that.

You were right, by the way. That wood carving I did? The art one? People liked it! I don’t know why I was so nervous about people seeing it, but you gave me the courage to bring it and it was a hit. I have sold so much of my furniture as always, but damn! Someone actually bought my art! They asked for my card and want to commission something. Isn’t that amazing?

I can’t thank you enough for pushing me as much as you do. You’re incredible, pumpkin. You’re the best thing to ever happen to me. I just love you so much. You are my world, my everything. You are my life. I am so blessed to have met you. My log cabin was so big and lonely, but now it is full of life because of you.

When I get home, we’re going to go on a date! I’ll take you camping in the woods for a few days. We’ll even have a laugh and hunt for Bigfoot, okay darlin’? Just wait for me <3

All my love,

Your big bear,

Mike x

[tenebriism]

Another season sparks another letter; the idle but warm hearted chatter of a delicate cerulean scrawl once again having found its way into the Khaenri’ahn’s presence. There’s far less purpose to it this time beyond an open stream of consciousness tinged with endearing eccentricity - but Jean feels better for having sent it, all the same. A note to let him know she is thinking of him. A note to remind him that someone still cares. 

Dear nameless breath stealer, 

Can you believe it’s been another three months already? The seasons seem to be passing more and more quickly this year, with Autumn already bringing changes in on the breeze. I always thought Mondstadt was very much a city for Springtime, but as the leaves change to shades of orange and brown I can’t help but think perhaps I was mistaken. Perhaps next time you get a chance to steal away from your adventures, you’ll be able to walk with me and see it? I can’t promise I won’t be fully embracing my long forgotten youth and kicking my feet through piles of leaves, but I think you’d enjoy it. It’s peaceful and perhaps even homely. 

Not that I would dare to presume you need consider it a home of course! I know your roots lie in other places, but should you have need of a haven, at least for a little while, I like to think as a nation we might carry just enough charm to make it a pleasant stay. (And yes, dear knight, I am aware that every letter I send you sounds more and more like a tourist brochure for singing Mondstadt’s praises.)

I think I just want to show you so many things and share with you the snippets of mundanity that make me smile, it’s become a second nature now. The amount of times I’ll have walked past a shop window or seen a particularly nice flower and thought, ‘I know who would love this…’ is almost embarrassing to admit. Although these days, particularly now the nights are drawing in, it’s often more after dark that I find you once again in my thoughts. 

It’s definitely one of the perks of the Autumn season; knowing that the sky will drawn in a little bit earlier and the stars will once again twinkle to life. I still wholly stand by my belief you may well have fallen from those stars, but should the moon ever come looking for you, I’ll gladly throw hands to defend your honour, my starlight friend. 

And yes, alright, perhaps I am talking nonsense now. It’s been a long day, but sharing these odd little thoughts with you makes the distance that bit more tolerable. Although on the bright side, at least as the season changes lantern rite creeps ever closer. 

In another few months, we’ll be back in each other’s company and keeping our time honoured tradition alive. But until then, know that I…miss you. And I hope above all else, that you are happy, healthy and safe. 

Stay out of trouble, starshine, 

- J. x

The letter is somewhat STAINED, this time, and the handwriting quite MESSY in comparison to its writer's usual pretty cursive. Her letter finds him amidst a time he needs it MOST, and whether or not SHE knew that, or the gods are playing the game of MERCY with him again, he shan't take a blessing for granted. Perhaps he could have waited until he isn't struggling with himself so the letter could be completely legible, but reading her letter, and swiftly sitting down to RESPOND to it, means he may bask in the feelings and emotions she grants him with ease even longer.

The happiness may be shortlived, but he will cling to it, as he always does.

[ su nshine in dark ti mes ,

im sorry if this letter is a strug gle to deciph er. i fair les s th an well at p resent. do n o t worry , this wil l not kee p me fr om seein g you at the lant ern r i te. of that, iam cert ai n and pr omis e you.

The love and admiration you house for your nation is a pleasant comfort; in that regard, we are very similar. The times I have found myself in or around Mondstadt, I have always felt a sense of home and belonging. Perhaps it is because I know you are there, working tirelessly to ensure it continues to feel that way for both myself and the others who both live and travel there. Regardless, I can say for sure that, of all the nations I have visited, Mondstadt is the one that seems to care for its people the most.

Were I to ever settle down, unlikely though it may be, I am confident Mondstadt would be in my favored choices to do so.

My travels have taken me far from your wind-embraced home, but there is beauty in knowing we are gazing up at the same sky every night. It makes me feel like the distance betwixt us is not so heartbreakingly massive, even if the sun may banish the feeling come morning time.

That you would compare me to starlight is strange, but not unwelcomed. I have certainly fallen, yes, but not from the stars. I have fallen in a great many ways. If I am, indeed, some sort of fallen star, however, then it is befitting that you are the sun. The stars are always out, and whilst we cannot see them during the day, they are there. I like to think they find peace and respite when the sun comes up. A chance to have a break, to bask in the beauties and purities of the sun.

Then, nighttime falls and the sun retreats, bringing darkness and loneliness as the moon then rises to take its place. There, the stars shine again. I used to think I preferred the latter hours of the night, when all is quiet and I may exist undisturbed, though I am starting to enjoy the sun, too. It is blinding and powerful, but beneath it, I find peace. I can merely . . . be. ]

There is a tear beneath this section, where the force of his unsteady hand has ripped the paper. With how ABRUPTLY the letter then proceeds to end, 'tis evident he'd been afraid of tearing it entirely. He needed SOMETHING to send back to her. Something intact, something to let her know she hadn't been forgotten, and that she, too, was missed.

[ i mi ss y ou too. re m em ber to tak e car e of you rsel f, s unsh ine.

~ D . ]

@gunnhildred ;;

[seitmai]

Opening the note that was meant for you and your class before digging into all the others just felt right. Really, he was a faithful pen pal to all nineteen of you, even if his current letters were pre-written. As you drove to work, you wondered how long it would take your students to ask about Bradley. Turns out, it didn't take too long at all.

Of course they didn't 🤭

"Actually," you replied, walking slowly to the front of the room with a single envelope in your hands, "we can't do any of those things. He's not allowed to communicate with anyone who isn't on the aircraft carrier this time around. If he writes to us, he'll have to save the letters until he returns." Everyone stared blankly at you. Jackie raised her hand. When you pointed to her, she said, "But we're not like random people. We're students of aviation. We're his pen pals."

The utter shock on their faces��

"Hi, everyone," said video Bradley as he waved to his phone camera. "I thought I would try my hand at a little lesson on aviation so your teacher could get a break. Make sure you take notes. There will be a quiz the next time I see you." All of your students were watching him with rapt attention and pencils poised over their notebooks. Bradley kept them engaged and entertained while you fell even more in love.

If Bradley suddenly decides "fuck the navy" I can totally see a career as a teacher for him 😅

What he wouldn't give for dinner at Salvatore's. Mouthwatering pasta. Expensive as hell wine. You in a short little dress with his hands all over your thighs. Maybe Bronco parking lot sex.

He is a simple man 😌🤭

So he would do what he always did now. He would write. To all nineteen of you. But mostly to you. He realized, like he always did, that this was probably the most boring shit that anyone would ever read. How many times could you really read about your boyfriend telling you that he loved you and missed you. It wasn't like he was writing elegant poetry here.

Realistically I could read about that hmm let me think 🤔... ahh yes, unlimited times!

I love you. I wish you knew I was coming back to you instead of Norfolk. I wish I could ask you to use the credit card in my sock drawer to fully stock the refrigerator before I get home. The only things I want to do for three solid days after I arrive back in San Diego are eat, sleep, and fuck my girlfriend.

This is very cute and also horny, I love it 😍

And you had a never ending text thread with Natasha now. 

I want that!!

"God," you moaned. He was so hot. Especially in front of a sunset. Especially with your lipgloss smudged on his cheek. Especially when he was looking at you in his arms instead of at the camera.

Facts

She eyed you carefully. "Are you his girlfriend? The teacher he fell in love with?" This stranger knew who you were.

What a way to be greeted haha

Edith smiled knowingly. "Something tells me he's not going to want to leave your side right when he gets back. But maybe after a day or two, you could send him over?"

Lmao Edith knows what's up 😂

You reached for your phone thinking you could text Bradley before tossing it aside in frustration. You were frustrated in every way. Mentally and emotionally, but also physically. You missed sleeping next to him most nights. You missed his warmth and the way he kissed you. His strong body and attentive hands.

🥺🥺🥺

It doesn't matter, as long as you're thinking about me and my hands all over your body. I hope you're ready to read about how I would take care of you right now.... in an abundance of detail.

IN ABUNDANCE OF DETAIL!!!😮‍💨

Good girl. Now touch yourself just how I'd touch you. Rub yourself just right. Use two of those fingers to warm yourself up and then dip them down inside that perfect pussy. So fucking tight, you drive me insane when I can't be with you. I'd be right above you, singing your praises, telling you how much I love you, and pumping my fingers in and out of that pussy while you whine and beg.

Other possible yet unexpected career for bradley: smut writer🤭🥵

I'm all yours, Gorgeous. You absolutely own me.

🥵🫠🤤

"Yes, Sir," he replied, because there was really nothing else to say. The sooner he got this over with, the sooner he could return home to his house in Coronado where you lived now. Where you were waiting for him. He just needed to get through this safely.

This better be over soon and he is safe back home 🤞🏻

I agree he needs a hug and some good food!!

Yours Truly, Bradley Bradshaw Part 21 | Rooster x Reader

Summary: Bradley is learning firsthand just how lonely a deployment can be when he's gotten used to talking to you all the time. You are more than happy to record your daily adventures for him, including your steamy ones.

Warnings: Fluff, angst, masturbation, adult language, romantic Bradley, 18+

Length: 3700 words

Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Female teacher!Reader

Check out my masterlist for more! Yours Truly, Bradley Bradshaw masterlist

Your original plan to commute to work from your apartment in Mira Mesa went out the window after the box from Bradley arrived. Suddenly his place seemed cozier now that there were tidy rows of envelopes from him covering the table in the living room. You sipped a mug of coffee and looked at all of them, selecting the one that said Open me with your class.

"Whatever you say, Bradley," you murmured with a smile, tucking it into your tote bag for work. You missed your kids almost as much as you missed him, but at least you'd finally get to see them today. You just hoped there was something upbeat in the note, because you were going to have to inform them that he'd be gone until Career Day. Or maybe longer.

Opening the note that was meant for you and your class before digging into all the others just felt right. Really, he was a faithful pen pal to all nineteen of you, even if his current letters were pre-written. As you drove to work, you wondered how long it would take your students to ask about Bradley. Turns out, it didn't take too long at all.

You were standing behind your desk, getting hugs from some of the kids as they got reacquainted with each other and the classroom for the first time in almost two weeks when Jayden asked, "What did you get Lieutenant Bradshaw for Christmas?"

Images of lingerie danced in your head as you cleared your throat. "Stationery," you replied. "So he can write us letters while he's deployed."

"He's deployed?" asked Nia, face lighting up. "With Marty?"

"Can we do another drawing contest with him?" shouted Oliver, already getting colored pencils out of his desk.

"Will you ask if he's allowed to take a video while he's flying this time?" Violet asked calmly.

"Actually," you replied, walking slowly to the front of the room with a single envelope in your hands, "we can't do any of those things. He's not allowed to communicate with anyone who isn't on the aircraft carrier this time around. If he writes to us, he'll have to save the letters until he returns."

Everyone stared blankly at you. 

Jackie raised her hand. When you pointed to her, she said, "But we're not like random people. We're students of aviation. We're his pen pals."

"Yeah!" came a chorus of voices, and you were half tempted to write up a petition to the Navy for all of them to sign.

You had to clap your hands and wait for them to clap in response after they all quieted down again. "I have a note that he wants me to open with you. Should we do that now?"

After literally everyone agreed that was a good idea, you opened it and found a handwritten link to a YouTube video followed by a short note that you read out loud.

"Greetings, Fourth Graders,

By the time you read this, it will be January, and I'll be on an aircraft carrier in the Atlantic Ocean for a seven week deployment. I'm sure your lovely teacher has explained that sending and receiving letters is sadly not a possibility for me right now. I'm going to need you to keep track of all your questions about aviation until I get back for Career Day next month. I'll bring some of my friends along, and we can answer them for you then. Sound good?

Make sure you listen to your teacher, and I'll see you all in February.

Yours Truly,

Lieutenant Bradshaw"

You looked up from the notecard and added, "He also included a link to a YouTube video. Should we check it out now?"

It was actually amazing how quietly they all sat in anticipation while you set up your projector and typed out the link. When you turned out the lights, you had to grab onto the edge of your desk as Bradley's face and voice filled your classroom, even though he wasn't actually there. The twenty minute video began with him sitting on his living room couch in his worn out jeans and the Top Gun shirt you wore to bed last night, and you realized he must have filmed this on Christmas Eve when you were out with Natasha.

"Hi, everyone," said video Bradley as he waved to his phone camera. "I thought I would try my hand at a little lesson on aviation so your teacher could get a break. Make sure you take notes. There will be a quiz the next time I see you."

All of your students were watching him with rapt attention and pencils poised over their notebooks. Bradley kept them engaged and entertained while you fell even more in love.

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"What the fuck?" Bradley groaned as he sank down into an empty spot on one of the long benches in the mess hall. The spaghetti looked like mush, but his stomach was growling so aggressively, he decided to take a bite anyway. It tasted just as bad as it looked, and he grimaced as he started to shovel it into his mouth anyway.

What he wouldn't give for dinner at Salvatore's. Mouthwatering pasta. Expensive as hell wine. You in a short little dress with his hands all over your thighs. Maybe Bronco parking lot sex.

Instead he got another USS Gerald R. Ford meal which was barely edible, and a view of a very hairy Atlantic Fleet aviator with the call sign Curly. Fantastic. Even the garlic bread was so stale it was hard to chew, but if he didn't eat, he would start losing weight. And if he started losing weight, it would make working out harder, which would suck, because going to the gym was his main source of entertainment.

Other than writing letters he couldn't send.

"Are you gonna finish that?" Curly asked, pointing at the roll Bradley only bit the corner of.

"It's all yours, man," he replied, watching the other aviator pick it up and crunch on it with a smile. 

Bradley picked up his tray with the intention of heading to his bunk to change into gym clothes, but when he got there, he collapsed onto the twin sized bed instead. It was clear that he'd only been brought along for this deployment to fly one very specific mission, because as a whole, the Atlantic Fleet pilots were young and green. But as a result of the current political climate, he had internet access completely taken away from him, and he was stuck here for five more weeks with nothing to keep him sane. He didn't even have Marty this time around. Just the pretty stationery set you gave him and the holiday cards from your students.

So he would do what he always did now. He would write. To all nineteen of you. But mostly to you. He realized, like he always did, that this was probably the most boring shit that anyone would ever read. How many times could you really read about your boyfriend telling you that he loved you and missed you. It wasn't like he was writing elegant poetry here.

Gorgeous, I miss you so much. You'd cry if you saw the spaghetti I had to eat for dinner. First thing I'm doing when I get home (besides you) is driving us to Salvatore's, and I won't stop eating until I pass out. The Atlantic Fleet food makes the Pacific Fleet cabbage rolls seem like a delicacy, and the US fucking Navy can quote me on that. 

I love you. I wish you knew I was coming back to you instead of Norfolk. I wish I could ask you to use the credit card in my sock drawer to fully stock the refrigerator before I get home. The only things I want to do for three solid days after I arrive back in San Diego are eat, sleep, and fuck my girlfriend.

Definitely not poetry. "Was my writing this shitty last time around?" he murmured to himself with a laugh. It couldn't have been if you kept responding to him for the duration of that deployment. Just thinking about your letters, both professional and personal, made him ache right now. Your emails and your sassy selfies and the sunset photos were things he didn't even know he had been taking for granted.

One letter from you now would have made everything so much better. With a deep sigh, Bradley changed to head to the gym.

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Time passed slowly. Packing up and moving boxes of your things from Mira Mesa to Coronado helped, but you were a little too nervous to unpack too much other than the necessities. You didn't even want to think about that right now. All you wanted to do was plan your next visit to the wine bar with Natasha so you felt a little less lonely. 

As you hung the framed blueprint of the Super Hornet Bradley gave you in the living room, you realized he would have to be lonelier than you were. At least you had Jayden's tales of Vanessa the dog to make you laugh during the work day. And you went out to dinner with some of your friends you hadn't seen recently. And you had a never ending text thread with Natasha now. 

There was a pretty good chance Bradley didn't know anyone on this deployment, and you wondered if he was spending a lot of time in the gym. What you wouldn't give for a gym selfie. You collapsed onto the couch and scrolled through the images of your boyfriend that you had saved to your phone.

"God," you moaned. He was so hot. Especially in front of a sunset. Especially with your lipgloss smudged on his cheek. Especially when he was looking at you in his arms instead of at the camera. "Fuck."

When someone knocked on the door, you nearly fell off the couch. Your eyes caught on the envelopes from Bradley that you hadn't yet opened lined up on the coffee table as you walked across the room. The last time you had an unexpected visitor, it was Natasha. The time before that, it was Vanessa. You didn't know who to expect, but you squared your shoulders and pulled the door open with an abundance of attitude only to find a slightly hunched over older woman standing there.

"Oh!" you said, immediately softening your stance. "What can I do for you?"

She looked from you to the Bronco in the driveway and then back again. "Is Bradley home?"

"No, he's not," you told her, unsure about how much information to give. "Is there something you need?"

She eyed you carefully. "Are you his girlfriend? The teacher he fell in love with?" This stranger knew who you were. When you gave her a concerned look and took a step away from her, she said, "I'm Edith. I live next door. Sometimes Bradley helps me with yard work and repairs around my property." She smiled and added, "He only lets me pay him in piano lessons."

"Edith!" You told her your name with a smile. You knew exactly who she was, because the first time Bradley wrote to you about getting piano lessons from his retired neighbor, you fell halfway in love with him on the spot. "Right, of course! Bradley is actually deployed for a few more weeks." She looked immediately dejected, so you asked, "Did you need help with something?"

"I don't want to bother you with it," she said immediately.

"Please," you replied, already reaching for your shoes. "I'm so bored without Bradley around. I would absolutely love a distraction, Edith."

She wrung her hands and then held them up. "Well, I can't change my light bulbs, because my arthritis is bad this time of year when it gets chilly out. And my back patio is so dark at night, I can't see anything."

"Say no more," you told her, joining her on the porch and closing the door behind you.

It only took you a few minutes to change the exterior light bulbs and rearrange her patio furniture. Then you cocked your head to the side and asked, "Is something beeping?"

Edith sighed. "My smoke detector needs new batteries."

"I'm on it."

She led you inside the sliding glass door, into her kitchen where the beeping was annoying enough that you didn't know how this woman could have slept in the house unless her hearing was starting to slip. Edith told you where you could find a step ladder and new batteries, and once you finished that chore, she started digging around in her purse, pulling out five dollars.

"Thank you for your help," she said, trying to hand it to you as you walked past the piano with the step ladder.

"I am absolutely not accepting your money, Edith. This was the most entertaining part of my day. As long as your arthritis allows it, you can pay Bradley in extra piano lessons when he returns." 

The idea of Norfolk suddenly made you feel anxious, but Edith smiled. "Oh, he's an advanced student. He mostly just plays from memory. I only point out when he's flat instead of sharp."

You weren't sure how long it had been since Bradley checked in with her, but as long as he was allowed to come back to San Diego, you'd make sure he did it more often. "I'll send him over as soon as he gets back."

Edith smiled knowingly. "Something tells me he's not going to want to leave your side right when he gets back. But maybe after a day or two, you could send him over?"

"I'll do that," you told her with a chuckle.

After you walked back across the yard and let yourself inside, you kicked off your shoes and decided to treat yourself with one of Bradley's notes. You'd been trying to ration them, but they were all so tempting. The ones you had already opened were stacked up on the kitchen counter where you could easily find them to read them again and again. You took a few seconds to decide which one felt right, and you settled on Open me when you need a laugh.

Inside the envelope, you found no note at all. There was just one photo, and when you pulled it out, you burst into laughter. Natasha was right; twenty-two year old Bradley was endearingly skinny and mustache-less. He still wore that same grin today, but he really grew into his frame. You marveled over how fresh his scars looked in the picture, deciding to hang it up in the bedroom for now. 

And when you woke up on Sunday, the photo was the first thing you saw.

You reached for your phone thinking you could text Bradley before tossing it aside in frustration. You were frustrated in every way. Mentally and emotionally, but also physically. You missed sleeping next to him most nights. You missed his warmth and the way he kissed you. His strong body and attentive hands.

When you tried to burrow down under the covers in just his sweatshirt to go back to sleep, your skin felt like it was charged. Like there was an undercurrent of need that nothing would soothe except for Bradley.

Open me when you're in bed

That's what one of the envelopes said. You bit your lip before burying your face in Bradley's pillow and moaning. The need was still there, more palpable by the second. You had about an hour before Natasha was supposed to pick you up for brunch and the wine bar; it was the perfect time to read that note.

You ran down the hallway to the coffee table, grabbed the envelope, and took it straight back to bed. Your curiosity had been gnawing away at your mind over what could be in the note meant for the quiet solitude of the bedroom, and now was your chance to find out as you slipped back under the covers.

Gorgeous,

You better be in our bed right now. Maybe you just got home from work. Maybe you're still waking up for the day. Maybe you're ready to fall asleep soon, but you just need something to take the edge off. It doesn't matter, as long as you're thinking about me and my hands all over your body. I hope you're ready to read about how I would take care of you right now.... in an abundance of detail.

You moaned as you looked around the room, wide-eyed like someone was going to catch on to what he had written to you. Desire flared inside you as you squeezed your thighs together and took a few deep breaths before continuing to read.

You're beautiful inside and out. It's no surprise that you really get me going. One thought about the soft swell of your ass or the way you taste when you cum is enough to get me seriously hard. Jerking off while thinking about you is fantastic, but nothing compares to the real thing. Next time I see you, we're taking our time to get reacquainted, but right now, if I could have you, it would be fast and dirty.

"Oh god," you groaned, closing your eyes as you pushed his sweatshirt up, letting cool air meet your warm skin. Then your hand slid down to the apex of your thighs, and you weren't at all surprised to find you were wet.

You look sinful in that bed. I just know it. I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off you. My lips would find your breasts before sampling my way down your belly to that soaking wet pussy. When I say every inch of your body is Gorgeous, I mean it. You've got such a tight, pretty little pussy, and I would love to tease you until you're so worked up, you're practically crying. Just my mouth and fingers until you're begging for my cock, Gorgeous. Go ahead. Beg for it.

"Bradley," you moaned softly, a complete mess for your boyfriend even when he wasn't with you.

Good girl. Now touch yourself just how I'd touch you. Rub yourself just right. Use two of those fingers to warm yourself up and then dip them down inside that perfect pussy. So fucking tight, you drive me insane when I can't be with you. I'd be right above you, singing your praises, telling you how much I love you, and pumping my fingers in and out of that pussy while you whine and beg.

This note was absolutely lethal. You were already close. Sweat beaded on your brow as you stroked your fingers along your clit before pumping them inside you. His name was never far from your lips as you kept reading.

You taste so fucking sweet. I'd run my tongue everywhere until you couldn't stand it. I would eat your pussy until you cum in my mouth. I'd keep going until I couldn't handle how badly I needed you. Then I'd fuck you so hard and fast, you'd have tears in your eyes, voice ragged as my body slapped against yours. Tits bouncing as I bottomed out, holding you in place as I came inside you. And then I would let you know that I'm yours.

I'm all yours, Gorgeous. You absolutely own me.

You were panting, grinding the heel of your hand against your clit as you came. Bradley's note fell from your fingers as your back arched off the bed, and you grabbed the sheet as you cried out. You could hear something familiar mingling with your own voice, but it took you a second to realize your phone was ringing as you writhed around in bed, heart pounding fast from your orgasm. You rolled onto your belly and grabbed your phone as you sucked air into your lungs.

Natasha Trace

Shit. Shit. You tried to get your breathing under control as you answered her call, but you even sounded strange to your own ears as you said, "Hello?"

There was a pause before Natasha asked, "I'm leaving now, and I might stop for a fancy coffee on my way to get you. Do you want something?"

"Sure!" you replied, trying your best to sound casual, but pretty sure you were failing.

"I'll be there soon."

You dropped your phone and reached for the journal instead to let Bradley know just how hard you came for him before you got dressed for the day. 

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"Bradshaw!"

It felt like an almost foreign concept for Bradley to hear his name now. Essentially nobody spoke to him outside of his mandatory meetings, and he'd spent so little time in a cockpit over the last few weeks, he spun around in surprise when someone called him.

Of course it was Admiral Walker. Bradley wasn't sure if he was being punished for what Cyclone had done, but he was hardly given any flight tasks to work on. But now that his deployment was starting to wind down, he realized the danger he was going to be flying into for his mission was much more than he originally anticipated.

"Admiral Walker, Sir?" he replied, saluting his superior officer. He wasn't looking to ruffle any more feathers here as long as it meant he'd be going home to you before too long. He felt sick with longing, missing you so much, especially at night, that he hurt until he was finally able to fall asleep. And then he'd wake up to the same choking feeling all over again the following day.

The older man examined him closely for a few beats before saying, "The weather looks ideal for tomorrow. You're team leader. Be ready to go at first light."

"Yes, Sir," he replied, because there was really nothing else to say. The sooner he got this over with, the sooner he could return home to his house in Coronado where you lived now. Where you were waiting for him. He just needed to get through this safely.

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I hate how isolated he feels. He's not thriving. He's not even eating well. He needs a hug. Gorgeous is enjoying the box of letters even is she is missing him terribly. I think I'll send him home soon. Thanks @beyondthesefourwalls

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A Prayer for a Heart Full of Worship - Your Daily Prayer - October 22

A Prayer for a Heart Full of Worship By Emily Rose Massey  “And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him” (Colossians 3:17, NIV). What does it mean to give God glory? The word “glory” bears with it the idea of the greatness of splendor of God as it pertains to the Old Testament. In the New Testament, the word “glory” is translated to mean “honor, dignity, worship, and praise.” When we put the two together, we see that glorifying God means acknowledging His greatness and giving Him all the worship honor, and thanksgiving in all that we do and say. God’s glory is the essence of His nature- we bring Him glory when we revel in His divine essence. How often are we consumed with mundane activities that we forget who we are doing them for? I believe if we lose the motivation that we are doing it to glorify God, we are prone to grumbling and complaining, much like the children of Israel. We become ungrateful, and our hearts begin to grow hard and cold toward God. We begin to simply “go through the motions” in life, and soon we are looking to other things to satisfy a longing in our soul that only living a God-glorifying life can satisfy. We were made to worship God, and He gave us the gifts and abilities in which to do that every day. In Colossians 3:17, the apostle Paul sends an encouragement in his letter to the Church as Colossae: “And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him” (NIV). He was reminding the Colossians that their ultimate purpose on this earth was to give God glory by showing God’s love walking in peace with one another and doing all things with a heart full of gratitude and worship unto the Lord. Worship simply means “ascribing worth.” It is what/who you give your time, your devotion, your affection, your finances, your heart, your praise, and thanksgiving. We have all been created to worship. Ultimately our Creator, but since the fall, many people worship creation and/or themselves. This is idolatry, which is sinful. Worship is not just singing to the Lord or playing music unto Him (although that's important); It is making it a priority in our life to spend time with Him in the Word and in prayer daily. Worship is denying yourself and saying "yes" to God every single moment of your life- walking in obedience by God’s grace through the power of the Holy Spirit. Every time we obey God and say "yes" to Him, we give Him glory. When we love God with all that we are, our hearts can't help but overflow with His love for others by sharing the Gospel with them or pointing them to His truth to know Him more. Worship is a daily lifestyle. We can worship God in the simplest ways just by doing whatever it is just for Him and with a good attitude. Let us ask the Lord to help us daily have a heart full of worship so that He may receive all the glory through our lives. Let’s pray: Father God, I know it is easy to get stuck in the routine of life and forget why we are here on this earth or who we are living for. Our flesh wants us to walk in pride and boast of our own strength and abilities, but we know that You are the One who gives us the breath in our lungs and our talents and abilities. Help me remember to stay humble and point others to you in my words and deeds. Holy Spirit, would You please fill my heart with gratitude so that I can give You the worship You deserve? I want to glorify God in all things. Please help me embrace the “less of me and more of You” mentality and walk in obedience daily, looking to You for grace and strength so that others may learn how to love You as I love You. You are so good and faithful, Father. In Jesus’ name, amen. Photo credit: iStock/Getty Images Plus/fcscafeine Stock footage Soundstripe.com & Photo Canva.com 

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[vickyvicarious]

Your post about Mina reminded me how much comfort/relief I felt when Jonathan vehemently refused to leave her side and became her vigilant caretaker for the long hours she'd get lost in a mind fog, and needed the same kind of support she had been giving him when he was bedridden for weeks with ''brain fever''. She deserved the love and the care!

YES, absolutely! And that is actually something I really love about JonMina in general. The Harkers are such a team.

They both get excited about their futures together. Mina was learning legal terms along with Jonathan. They were practicing shorthand together. There was apparently a planned scene where he visited her at her school. When their wedding day happened, it was obviously not what either one of them planned, but they were so incredibly happy to be together again, they didn't care about the rest. She is so proud to call herself Mina Harker; likewise, when he gets promoted she's incredibly proud of him and can't resist bragging about him in her letter to Lucy. She learns the train schedules to and from his work with the intention of being able to help him if he ever needs. There isn't really an equivalent career-wise given the time/social norms, but Jonathan is obviously super proud of Mina as well and delights in singing her praises. When Van Helsing talks her up to him he wants to just keep going. When they first arrive at Seward's asylum, Mina gets things underway and then Jonathan shows up later and begins to help her. There's no doubting the information from the other one, or dividing it into his/hers; instead he just steps in to join her and they finish going through all the documents together.

That's "for better," and "for richer," and "in health"... but when things go bad, it's the same deal. They are both still there for one another every step of the way.

Mina travels to Jonathan, stays by his side. She is obviously deeply concerned about him even after they arrive back in London, and does her best to support him through his trauma. She never betrays his trust, she never even looks in his journal until she's certain it's necessary. She knows he's trying hard to act normal, and does her best to support him as long as that seems a viable option; as soon as it seems otherwise, she seeks more information to better help him. She doesn't doubt him, doesn't even try to rationalize the wild information. She just trusts it. And Jonathan, too, drops everything else to put her first after she is attacked. When she's feeling traumatized, he's right by her side. When she's succumbing to vampirism he cares for her. There was a lot of talk about how Lucy's symptoms were very similar to chronic illness; Mina's time during the journey to hunt Dracula down is similar in my mind. (And of course she had been assaulted/traumatized, just like Jonathan.) She spent so little time awake and aware, she needed lots of support, and Jonathan was giving her all of it, just as she did for him.

Even their conflicts are predicated on a sincere desire to care for one another. I'm still infuriated by the decision to leave Mina out initially, but Jonathan's intent was to protect her. He wanted to keep her safe, and was even thinking about sending her home because he could see that being around but unable to help was emotionally taxing for her. Maybe he was afraid to let her get within Dracula's reach, maybe he was feeling insecure about not fulfilling his role as a husband, maybe Dracula was magically influencing them all, maybe he was just being an idiot... whatever interpretation you have, it's at the very least clear Jonathan was trying to protect Mina. She didn't speak to him of her frustrations and fears because she wanted to support him. They were both trying to protect the other even in their worst communication breakdown. And the stalemate later on, when Mina was trying so hard to get a promise to end her if she became a vampire, while Jonathan was resolved to join her if that came to pass... Once again, they were trying to take care of the other person. Mina didn't want to ever hurt him. Jonathan didn't want her to ever be alone. At no point is there ever any doubt that they want the best for one another.

A lot of times, especially in male/female couples (I actually wrote "straight" then had to change that because JonMina aren't straight, haha) there's a clear gender division in roles (or at the very least, the expectation of such). Breadwinner and homemaker. Career and childcare. Protection and comfort. So on and so forth.

But Jonathan and Mina don't fall naturally into such distinct roles. The times they try to fit themselves into them work out very badly, and as a default they seem to want to share everything with one another. I think it's obvious that just as Mina helps Jonathan with his work, Jonathan is an involved father for Quincey. They walk around with his hand in her arm. They both will take on the role of caretaker for the other when needed. They share the emotional labor.

And that's something that is really nice to see just in general, but especially for Mina, I think. Especially in this book. Because as I said in that Mina post, she is the emotional support for so many other people. And, even outside romantic relationship dynamics, a lot of times that sort of person might not get the support they need because they put everyone else first. Mina comforts the entire suitor squad about Lucy, pretty much immediately after learning the best friend she left behind thinking she'd be okay was attacked for months, died, was buried, came back as something terrible, and was killed again. Mina didn't even get the closure of the funeral. And then she chose to be the support for all of them. And, yeah, I do think that she does that partially as a coping mechanism for her own stress, but it's so important that she has someone who will pay attention to her emotions and try to help her and comfort her when she needs it. Mina is definitely more comfortable asking Jonathan for support/admitting to when she's upset and seeking comfort than Lucy was with Arthur, for example. And that's not meant to be a negative comparison with Lucy/Arthur - maybe they just needed more time, to build the kind of relationship the Harkers have. They're so intimate, trust one another so much. They don't hesitate to help, and I genuinely believe that they asked for/mutually shared comfort with one another even more than we ever saw.

[summercreolefanfictioner]

pov: you're a vampire girl who's unrequitedly in love with shuu sakamaki

"I always watched over you from afar because you seemed like my love. I thought you felt the same way, although you were looking somewhere else."

A/N: As part of celebrating Shu's birthday, I decided to finally post this headcanon that I've been having. Btw thanks to @crookedherringcolorclodthe2nd and @whitechocolatemochaasblog for encouraging me to continue this headcanon 'cause this one really sounds like a Wattpad novel lol

you were from a prestigious and reputable vampire noble family and as such, you were always expected to behave a certain way

like you're supposed to sit like this, you should never open your mouth so wide when you're laughing, you should never curse

you know... that sexism sht

it was until when you turned 13 that your parents introduced you to the Sakamaki bros

ofc you were kinda scared of them bcos they're Karlheinz's sons and one wrong move your head will be sent rolling on the ground

but apparently it all turned out well cause all of them treat you as their "onee-san" (esp the triplets and Subaru)

but you are mostly close to Shuu, like you two are practically bestfriends

though you end up having this crush on him bcos he looks exactly like your ideal prince charming from all those fairytale books you've been reading, plus he praises your singing skills

what's more, you could relate to each other bcos both your parents pressure you into becoming their perfect children

one day, Shuu told you that his mom opened the topic of him being in an arranged marriage, w/c kinda made you sad a bit

but then he said "You know, I wouldn't mind if you were my bride. After all, we already know each other. Plus, you're my bestfriend."

hmm you don't know if it's romantic or not

so your friendship continued... well, until they were sent to the human world to learn a thing or two abt mortals

but you two would still send letters to each other sometimes

and after many years, your parents told you they accepted Karlheinz's proposal of engagement between you and Shuu

ofc you were happy bcos you had a crush on him for a long time and you knew that he is willing to undergo this kind of situation as long as the bride was you

so you were sent to the Sakamaki manor to cohabitate with him and learn a thing or two abt his new life, and ofc you also go to school with them

ofc you knew abt Shuu's trauma and past experience, plus the pressure Beatrix had put on him, basically you thought you were the closest person to him

in fact you're the only one who still calls him Ririe

until you saw another side of him, like he makes perverted jokes, he worked as a cashier, he pretends to be asleep so he could prank Yui that he died (y do u do this)

and most of all, it was a shock to you that Shuu was in love with someone else

and with a mortal from the school nonetheless

this made you question yourself like why he's in love with a lowly mortal and not you, but at the same time, you can't blame him bcos the girl was a pretty ball of sunshine and you wanted him to be happy

so you distanced yourself from him, even moved out of the manor and rented an apartment unit near the school so you can stop yourself from falling deeper

and for some reason, things got a bit weird bcos Shuu suddenly showed up in his classes and even managed to get high grades (Reiji doesn't know if he will be relieved by this or not)

and whenever there are partner projects, you push him to choose that mortal girl, but he always picks you bcos you're his friend, he knows you better than anyone etc

you just wish he would stop being so kind so you can mend your broken heart easily

then a dance party at school was announced, something like going in pairs

during PE, you heard that this mortal girl was single, prob broke up with a cheating bf and decided to ask Shuu

and then a few days after that, you heard other girls from class say Shuu already has a date to the party

so you're dreaded going to said party like you can't pretend you don't like him and you're happy for them

the triplets were aware of your distress so Ayato said "If you don't come to the party, then it's like you're letting him get to you."

Laito "If you don't have a date, then we can be your bodyguards, you know? Plus, we have Subaru who will shoo away your pesky suitors."

so the party came and yes, you were guarded by Subaru and the triplets

Shuu was constantly asking you for a dance (woooow this is new) but you were like "Laito wanted me to dance with him" "I'm gonna go eat first." "I don't like the song. Maybe the next one."

like you're constantly pushing Shuu to that mortal girl

you even grabbed poor Kanato who was abt to eat his cake to the dance floor

thank heavens you didn't get murdered

"Why are you dragging me to your unprogressive love life issues?" "Sorry, Kanato-kun. But please, I don't want Ririe to keep pestering me. I want to move on, you know."

Kanato just sighed and when he twirled you around, he suddenly pushed you

ofc you felt someone catch you and judging by the way this person sighed, you knew it was him

oh no

so you and Shuu danced and you were like "Why are you sticking with me? You should ask that girl out. You said you like her, remember? Plus, she's your date, right?"

"She's not my date."

"Eh? So you didn't ask her?"

but before you could ask further, the mortal girl approached you two, telling Shuu how he lied that he doesn't have a date for the party when he's clearly dancing with you

it was a misunderstanding

he was supposed to ask her, not you

so you run off to the hallways to save face, with him following behind you

istg Reiji and the others watched the two of you like a movie scene ("Good grief, these two.")

when Shuu managed to catch up after you, he asked why you left like that and you kept making excuses like you had an emergency situation or you remembered leaving something in your apartment

"Y/N, just stop it. We need to talk."

"We have nothing to talk about, Ririe."

"Yes, we do. You keep avoiding me. What's wrong with you? You used to tell me everything."

and out of frustration and pent-up feelings, you kissed him... then it turned into a full-blown makeout session

but afterward you let him go, your face red and tears flowing from your eyes as you said

"I hope that explains everything that I wanted to say."

and he never saw you after that

you moved out of your apartment, you stopped going to school

he even contacted your parents but they said they don't know where you went

however, you informed them that you were still somewhere in Japan

and yes, you are still willing to go with the engagement (ofc you would bcos you don't want to face Karlheinz's wrath)

Shuu spent his days longing abt you, and it took him weeks before admitting that you were really special to him, even more than that mortal girl

but he wasn't in love with you... at least not yet

after 3 months, the boys were sent out by Karlheinz on a forced vacation in Hokkaido, something about bonding in a hotel with onsen and all that stuff

Subaru locked himself up in his coffin while Reiji proceeded to arrange all the things they've brought to the hotel

the triplets decided to go to an izakaya bar to have fun

and yes Shuu tagged along bcos he didn't want to be alone reminiscing thoughts abt his last moment with you

so when they came into the bar, the triplets suddenly stopped walking, making Shuu bump into Ayato

"Oi Ayato, move it-"

and then he heard that familiar singing voice and when he looked up he saw you on stage singing Tomorrow Never Dies by Sheryl Crow

as you sang the chorus, your gaze met with his and it brought back all the memories you two had from the beginning until you ended it with a kiss

no worries because you managed to choke out the few last lines while staring directly at him

"I see it in your eyes, tomorrow never dies."

[animeyanderelover]

Request: Can I request Black Butler characters with a singer s/o?

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, stalking, abduction

Singer s/o

Sebastian Michaelis

🐈‍⬛​He truly has been blessed with a lovely mate, hasn't he? He's lived a long life and has witnessed how music has evolved over time yet it has been so far only slightly interesting for him. With his s/o being a singer though, Sebastian pays more attention to their music and their voice. He's a good amount of the day busy with his young master but when he has time, he normally ends up stalking his darling and when they hold a concert somewhere near, he tries to make some time so he can attend to their little show. If you plan to travel around, the demon makes sure to sabotage all sort of scenarios and causes all sort of mischief to ensure that you stay.

🐈‍⬛​He craves some sort of interaction though so pretty soon he makes it a point to bump into you and introduces himself as someone very educated in music, which he is. Sebastian most likely convinces his darling to sing a bit for him and riles them a bit up by nagging about a few minor mistakes they've made. Somehow you find yourself soon after spending more time with him where he coaches you a bit and to your surprise and annoyance he indeed knows what he's talking about. The demon has a good voice, is amused when you try to ask him if he'd be interested in a duet with you. He's smug about it as well.

Mey Rin

👓​She didn't even know about you that much before aside from some talk under the people but when she heard your voice for the first time, she was mesmerized. Mey Rin turns into a fan soon after and when she hears that you hold a small concert somewhere, she always asks her young master if she can take a few hours off to attend to your show. She's a bit shy whenever you two make eye contact and is quick to look away with a blush on her cheeks though she can't deny the pang of jealousy she feels when you have some close interaction with other fans. The woman ends up gushing about you openly to the other servants at one point, sings praises about you and tries to convince them to become fans of you as well.

👓​She is always humming one of your songs when she works as she has memorized them as much as she could, you're constantly on her mind to the point where she starts daydreaming. If she by any chance ends up seeing you outside of a concert, she approaches you instantly though she lightly stutters her compliments since she's flustered to be that close to you. Might use her clumsiness to her advantage, especially if other fans start interrupting your moment together. She just wants attention when she has you for herself like this.

Grell Sutcliff

🟥​Grell likes things like blood more, music was never a subject she was very passionate about. Something about you though just snatched her heart away, she just couldn't help herself! You're such a charming and talented darling after all! Very obsessed with her little singer, she is stalking them on a daily base whenever she isn't busy with work and snaps photos with a camera she has stolen somewhere. Not afraid to break in your house and steal some accessory for herself. Likely sends you letters and fanpost where she rambles about how great you are and how much she adores you though you might end up being quite creeped out and frightened instead.

🟥​She's singing your songs with an unmatched passion and if she is working with Ronald or William on a mission, they have to literally tape her mouth to have her shut up. Because she's singing your songs all the time, she never gets tired of it either. At one point Grell starts to imagine how it would be if you two would write songs for each other and would sing them as a duo together. This thought inspires her to attempt songwriting herself and obviously she sends you those lyrics in which she has poured her feelings into. There is a high risk that she might kill fans who are a bit obsessed with you as well and annoy you. How dare they to sniffle around in your privacy? Only she can do that since she sincerely loves you.

Undertaker

⚰️​It's less your voice and your songs that draw him in, it's your personality. Initially Undertaker just seeks you out since you're such a entertaining human who helps him to get rid of his boredom for a while. When that interest starts sparking into an obsession though, Undertaker can't leave you alone anymore for the life of him. He starts gaining interest in your song and music, even realizes that he finds your voice to be quite lovely and soothing so he decides to go when he knows that you sing somewhere even if he stays a bit more hidden since his appearance draws attention to him. He's aware that there might be some people who are too persistent with meeting you.

⚰️​Some might even stalk you so he scares anyone away who might creep you out. Undertaker knows that he's being a hypocrite since he is literally doing the same thing but he's way too possessive and protective to stop. Longs to be alone with you though so he might end up sabotaging a few things which lead you to hiding in his store and asking him to help you to hide from a few fans which are hunting you down. Obviously he'll gladly help you, shoos away everyone who enters his shop in search of you and closes his store shortly after to truly have some time alone with you. By now he adores your voice so he ask you to sing a song only for him when you two are alone.

Joker

🤡​It's quite a coincidence that his circus happens to stop in the town where you are currently performing your songs yet neither you nor Joker think initially much of it. It's more by acident that he passes by and hears you singing during a performance on the streets but he stops since your voice is pleasant to listen at. You're initially more curious than he is though since he is the leader of a circus and since you seem affable enough, he invites you over to watch one of his shows. His eyes are a bit more on you during the show and there is a certain pride in the way your eyes lit up and as soon as the show is over, you come over and tell him and the other members that you had a great time.

🤡​You return the favor though and invite him and his friends to one of your small concerts. Joker and you get closer from that point on and his feelings grow everyday. Suddenly he is more possessive and often wants you to join him in preparations for the next show and never fails to invite you to every performance he holds. Time is running short and he is painfully aware of that so one day he suddenly asks you if you'd be interested to join his circus. Both of you are artists so you two might as well tour together, he'll make sure that you'll have your spotlight. Joker is paranoid so if you don't agree, he'll end up abducting you.

Snake

⚕️​Snake is a huge fan of his darling since their voice soothes him and they also seem like a genuinely sweet person yet he is a bit too anti-social and shy to attend a concert. The young man is afraid that he will end up scaring you since he always has his snakes with you and looks in general different from your ordinary fans. The thought of you being disgusted by his appearance is already enough to hurt him so when you do hold a concert, he ends up standing far away and just peering at you having fun. He talks seldom yet sometimes a few other servants hear him mumbling very softly the lyrics to your song but if he notices that they can hear him, he blushes in embarrassment and stops.

⚕️​His snakes sneak inside your house and drag some personal belongings back. Initially Snake asks them to bring those things back to you but his friends are sly and manipulative so they end up convincing him to keep everything they bring him. He ends up with a small collection which he treasures very much and hides from everyone, if something smells like you he cuddles it when he wants to sleep. His snakes are already busily trying to advice him to just take you but he refuses, he sort of knows that your disappearance would draw too much attention since you're not unknown. If Mey Rin, Finny and Bardroy find out about his crush, they'll end up dragging him to a concert so he can see you in person.

Lau

🚢​For Lau his darling is truly a wonderful delight. They're so precious after all. They might not be the most famous yet but he greatly admires how hard they work to achieve their goal. He prides himself in being one of their very first fans, sends Ran Mao out to spy on s/o and gather information. He seems to always be around when you hold a small concert on the streets, claps the loudest and makes sure to compliment you whenever you finish your performance for which you feel grateful. Occasionally he even brings you small presents which he insists you to accept, no matter what. The man is goofy yet charming as he gives you his support.

🚢​If you would gain more fame and start having more fans, Lau would end up feeling a bit more annoyed. It's harder to have a nice chat with you now that you have a bigger amount of fans and you wind up to be more busy. Another problem is that some fans don't know any boundaries though Lau lets Ran Mao take care of every stupid person that tries to break into your house or chases after you. He's patient but if you ignore him too much or plan on having a tour around the country, Lau will make the decision to abduct you from the publicy. He has some less legal connections and Ran Mao after all, the attention your disappearance would receive isn't endangering him.

Ran Mao

🌺​A huge stalker who seemingly always watches her darling, no matter where they are, breaks into their room and steals things. She's pretty obsessed with her darling and Lau notices pretty early on that she likes someone even if she doesn't talk too much. He's quite supportive despite knowing that she is obsessed, Ran Mao is like a little sister to him after all. He lets her stalk you and makes sure to inform her when you hold a concert so she can make the time to go and watch you performing. She's a very quiet individual herself but sometimes she hums the melody of your songs though she thinks no one can sing better than you.

🌺​Stares at everyone who says that you aren't that good and she might even use her unbelievable strength to force that person to take those words back since she won't allow anyone to talk bad about you. In general very violent when it comes to people who are too affectionate with you or constantly follow you around against your will. Not when she adores you as much as she does. Thanks to Lau, she is soon introduced to you and able to see you very often in person. She's very clingy from the get-go, her arms are constantly wrapped around you and she doesn't care if she could cause a misunderstanding whilst being so overly affectionate with you.

Prince Soma

🍛​Saw you only once and heard your voice only once but fell instantly in love with you. Soma falls hard and he falls fast, declares you to be the best and most loveliest person in the world. Adores and loves your voice since it's the most beautiful voice in the world and constantly gushes about you with everyone who is currently with him, most of the time Agni. Throws a tantrum when someone doesn't seem to agree with him and thinks that there are better singers than you, he's extremely upset and Agni has to hold him back from ranting and raving to the person for hours. If he knows that you'll hold a performance, he's extremely excited and literally pulls Agni along with him if he's too slow for Soma's taste.

🍛​Since Soma is very extroverted he doesn't have any shyness in him and seeks you out after a concert to introduce himself and compliment you with stars in his eyes. Overly friendly and affectionate as he is very touchy and buys you constantly gifts. The prince is delusional, every glance you give him during a concert and every smile you have when he gifts you something are signs for him that you seem to return his feelings even if you're just friendly and polite. At one point he starts telling others that he is in a relationship with you since he wholeheartedly believes that, doesn't even leave you time to clear the misunderstanding since he won't listen nor accept your words.

Charles Grey

🤺​He lives in a higher class so he has seen quite a few singers who were hired for fesitivals and balls yet most of them were rather boring to talk with. He does admit that you have a very sweet voice though but what pleasantly surprises him that you aren't just another bland person. Rather you're ambitious, unique and interesting so Charles decides to actually keep the conversation going since he enjoys it. Even after the ball is over and you leave, he sort of keeps an ear and eye open for you. He surprises you by actually visiting a smaller concert of yours which isn't held in the high class and always recommends you for any parties.

🤺​At one point he insists to always hire you, sometimes even only for private purposes of performing only for him. He pays you good though so you don't have a reason to refuse him. His gaze lingers longer and longer on you and he starts to flirt all of a sudden with you alongside with an increase of affectionate gestures. Clothes, jewels, compliments, kisses on the hand and invitations to dine with him are suddenly thrown in your direction and his intention to court you become pretty obvious. If you point it out to him, Charles has no shame to boast about himself and how he is the best choice. His gentlemanly facade aside, you shouldn't reject him since your influence pales in comparison to his.

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Curious in Exsotica, what is the daily life for Reader in the red light district and be liked the big time celebrity there?

And what do they do in their day off? Do they go to the other house and relax there? Or do they spend time at home?

Exotica | What are my days like?

A Day In The Life

The moment you wake up you are surrounded by your young handmaidens, the head wife, and the daughter from your first family, Itsuki.

Your little troop will bathe you and do your hair to the best of their ability before you either intervene or teach them how to do it properly

often times they will try waxing whatever they can if they can hold you down long enough

Because you're literally from the 21st century your just a lot stronger than them in general so it's hard to do the kind of things you either do yourself or not at all

Hygeine aside you take the reins when it comes to make up even if majority of your face is covered should anyone sneak a peek or earn it you want to please

A lot of your morning is spent just dressing you and because of this some of the houses are willing to send girls in who act as a messenger for their high paying clients

Whether they want to sing their praises or actually ask for financial advice you can answer while your veil and hat are placed on you and the ensemble of a silk kimono

When you are finally finished you’ll have a small window of free time to do whatever you please whether that's journaling, motivating your current house mates, or whatever you want only as long as you don’t mess up your look

Once that window is up you have a little parade at set times that follow you as you visit the stores that pay for you to come by as well as the ones you visit on a whim, much to Itsuki’s displeasure

After that you reserve time for your private clients which often includes Daki increasing in frequency as she reveals more of her clinginess

When you once again are no longer in the public eye your troupe will organize your gifts and read letters as they bathe you

By now you are tired and they leave you to sleep but that is the perfect time to stargaze

When you first started doing this you wanted so badly to enjoy the stars and moon that you climbed on the roof

Successfully laying on your perch you were reprimanded by Muzan who might have threatened to turn you for being so reckless

Past experiences aside that's a typical day for you in the Entertainment District

This is the schedule for three weeks, the last week is your time to ‘relax’

I put that into quotations because it just means your not getting paid to exist

Day Off? Hardly

You skip the baths and the greetings sneaking onto the roof

An odd place to chill but when the suns out nobody can really stop you

Plus most are too mundane to even think of climbing up here with you

“(Y/n) I saved you a rice ball from last night!”

All except for your found families youngest boy: Ikuru

The kid was sweet sometimes rambunctious but could be very intuitive for his age

In the day, away from prying eyes, you’d amaze him with stories and games from your world

Unlike the confused and worried looks you received from many others when you first landed he would gleam and dream about your world with interest and admiration

He was a breath of fresh air

But when the night would settle Daki or Warabihime would visit you and do nothing but insult your found families home

You would summon your mask and not react despite your conscious telling you otherwise

You know if you reprimand her at all she’d blame your found family and they would be another group in the pile you’re sure she has hidden away

So your free week would go more or less like that hovering near the house to avoid any crowds that have been tipped off about your free access

Basically before the story even starts you are already smothered beyond compare and oftentimes to busy serving everyone else to do anything yourself

I loved this and I love writing for Exotica

it excites me that you asked such a fun question

Thanks for asking thank you love🖤🖤🖤🖤

[raspberryranpo]

announcing your engagement

fire emblem three houses: blue lions

i made a mistake and tapped post instead of save so i’ve had to start again 😭 this is in response to @angel6776 ‘s ask!! sorry!!

DIMITRI

dimitri probably wouldn’t even want to announce his engagement, only to one or two of his closest friends and then just send out invites to more people when you’ve both set a date for the wedding

but he’s the king of faerghus, and later fodlan, & the entire country deserves to know about the new monarch on the throne

all of your closest friends and family know beforehand, but the official announcement comes during a speech to the entire country, spoken from the balcony of the palace looking over the city

he’s talking about the new tax laws or something boring, and he then says something along the lines of, “my partner and i will…”

of course, the city takes notice of this and everyone gasps at the same time

dimitri then realises that not everyone knows about the two of you, and so he says, “it is with great pleasure that i announce my engagement to….”

and the city goes WILD. there’s parties everywhere. everyone celebrates yours and dimitri’s engagement, as well as the new realisation that the king has come out of his depression

DEDUE

the announcement & the wedding date is sent out on little cards to your closest friends and your family, decorated with little flowers and sparkles and whatever else goes on cards

each person who has received a letter has personally come to your shared home and has asked about whether the card is the truth or not

with a small blush and an even smaller smile, dedue nods and takes your hand, looking at you with a tender look in his eyes

dimitri was obviously the first person to know. in fact, dedue made sure that the two of you took the invitation to him personally

dimitri almost cries when he reads it, knowing that his friend has grown up and has realised that he’s not the big bad monster he made himself out to be

in fact, he’s so excited for his friend that he’s running around and telling everyone who’ll listen - not that dedue minds, of course, because he’s much too smitten with you to realise what’s actually happening

SYLVAIN

definitely the one to stand up in the middle of an important meeting and just scream it

it happens during one of the monthly meetings the nobles of fodlan have, during which they discuss (or rather argue over) all of the issues the newfound country has

they’re in the middle of discussing something like child poverty or something actually really sad when sylvain stands up & clears his throat, drawing all attention to himself

he has the biggest grin plastered on his face, and with all the satisfaction in the world, he just yells, “I’M GETTING MARRIED!”

you’ve got some like mercedes and dimitri, who quietly clap, genuinely happy for our resident ginger, but then you’ve got the ones like felix or ingrid, who promptly grab him by the ear and drag him down, yelling about how inappropriate that was

the look he gives you from across the table tells you that he doesn’t regret almost having his ears pulled out of his head

FELIX

brings it up quietly to annette, ingrid, ashe or mercedes, seeing as though they’re the only people whom he doesn’t feel would judge him, and they’re the only people he’d feel comfortable telling

the only way that sylvain and dimitri find out is through those four. they aren’t really formally told. felix does kind of hope that they find out, even though he refuses to outright tell them

he, mercedes and annette constantly talk about it - the girls because they love talking about weddings and decorations, felix because he secretly enjoys thinking about you dressed up in a wedding outfit

eventually, the entire monastery knows, simply because dimitri overheard annette taking about it, & he immediately yelled, “WHAT?! FELIX?! ENGAGED?!”

the poor lad would get incredibly flustered the second someone would bring it up with him but you can tell that he’s not embarrassed to be engaged to you

if anyone asks any questions about it, he won’t hesitate to blab on about it for three hours straight. they’ll be bombarded with him constantly singing your praises

ASHE

it’s like chinese whispers. he says it quietly to dedue, and dedue, not wanting to keep things from his king, tells dimitri, but dimitri doesn’t understand the concept of secrets and tells felix, felix laughs and tells ingrid, ingrid tells sylvain and sylvain tells the entire population

upon being asked about his engagement, ashe’s smile extends from one ear to the other, and he talks for a very long time about how pretty he thinks you’ll look & about how excited he is to actually be married to you

he decides to formally announce it because neither of you have actually said anything - the only way everyone knows is because of something someone else has said

he announces it at a formal dinner party the blue lions have every so often to meet up together. his chair scrapes the floor as he quickly stands up and the room goes silent

it’s very awkward, but he blurts it out with a smile on his face anyway. everyone is incredibly proud of the both of you

MERCEDES

the second you’re engaged, she runs to sing it from the rooftops. except she doesn’t sing, but she quite literally yells it from somewhere high up in the monastery

she’s full of laughter and immediately pulls you into her arms after she’s done, and doesn’t stop kissing you

omg imagine she yells it in the middle of the night & all you can hear is felix in the distance going “SHUT THE HELL UP”

everyone won’t stop talking about it the next day. turns out, everyone heard it, and mercedes is incredibly embarrassed for the entire day

her face is red and her left hand doesn’t leave her cheek, but her other hand stays on top of yours, every so often running her thumb over the ring on your finger

ANNETTE

imagine you propose to annette & she just screeches. it’s the most unholy screech you’ve ever heard and it gets everyone’s attention

that’s how it’s announced. annette makes the most primal scream ever heard to man & the entire monastery runs to her aid, wanting to know what’s going on

she slowly turns to the small crowd of people silently watching the two of you and very loudly says, “i’m engaged??????” and she sounds so unsure about it

everyone’s kind of unsure about whether or not you’re both engaged but after a long period of her being quiet, she starts laughing like a maniac, jumping up and down and crying about it

it’s all she talks about for the next year and a half. even after you’re both married she doesn’t shut up about you proposing

INGRID

tries to stay as quiet about it as possible before she tells all of her friends at once at one of the many blue lions reunions

she wraps an arm around your waist and everyone is shocked at the purely sunny look she has on her face

even her voice has a cheerful lilt to it as she happily announces, “we’re getting married!!”

everyone’s shocked at how genuinely happy she sounds since normally she’s quite serious, never really showing anything other than that

she immediately regrets acting like that because for the next few weeks it’s all everyone goes on about and she’s so humiliated

[cerastes]

What do you make of Specter's operator record? Personally I liked it, but that's with the knowledge we're getting more Specter backstory soon.

Ok, so! Just as you pointed out, I went into it with the knowledge that:

We're getting Under TIDES soon.

Specter gets a second Operator Record later, some time after Under TIDES.

And with that in mind, I'm fine with it, but if I was a CN player and all we got was Specter's first Operator Record without any knowledge of the future, I would be pretty pissed, lmao. In fact, CN players were pretty pissed, the reception to her Operator Record was pretty bad. Specter is a popular character both in terms of gameplay and character (the latter more so in China, she gets a steady influx of cosplayers, fanart and fanfic in Weibo, Lofter, and such). It's believed that Hypergryph announced her second Operator Record because of this backlash.

Now, with the context and preamble on the table, I want to say: Great idea, not so great execution. Overall, I enjoyed it, but again, that's only with knowledge of the future. Despite that, I sincerely praise Hypergryph for actually having the balls to try a narrative approach like this one on a mobile game. The thing is, just because an idea is interesting doesn't mean it's good, and I think a lot of aspiring writers and designers need to hammer that in their head, especially armchair game designers that like to theorize oh so much about how cool it would be to have a game that did this or that. I don't care if it's cool or not, is it enjoyable to experience?

And that's just the thing with Specter's Operator Record: It felt lackluster in many regards. The approach was definitely interesting, bold, I'd even say, but that doesn't really matter too much if the result isn't a success, now, does it? Let's immediately address the Originium Slug in the room: Specter doesn't even appear in it. Now, is that an interesting approach to an Operator Record? Sure! Is it good? I don't really think so, especially with a character that fans really have been clamoring to see more of in actual cutscenes, given the wealth of clues they've put regarding Specter in other places:

Blue Poison' Files -> We learn that Blue Poison knew Specter personally before her descent to madness, addressing her with her real name.

Skadi's Dialogue -> Skadi implies that Specter was on a very important mission, and more or less confirms she knew her before she went crazy.

Several pieces of official art -> Specter is associated with the phrase "All seas are singing your name".

Ceobe's Fungimist -> It's implied the cursed painting depicting the end times is the same confusing painting Specter painted in her Token.

Rosmontis' Files -> It's confirmed that Specter's spinal cord is filed to the brim with originium fluid, and the Medical Team theorizes that, just like Rosmontis, her infection was artificially induced. It also confirms that they have no idea how Specter is able to fight such an insanely high level of infection.

So, see, this has been a character that fans have really been clamoring to see again. The only cutscene Specter's ever been is the secret cutscene of Grani and the Knight's Treasure AKA the very first event in the game. Understandably, after two years of the game existing, people were a bit miffed that once again we just get breadcrumbs and a non-participation 'appearance', to say the least, in what's supposed to be her day in the limelight.

Now, personally, I kind of get how they are handling her, and the Operator Records are a very faithful reflection of this: Specter is meant to be this mysterious force that we don't have clearance to know about, as Kal'tsit herself is the only one authorized to treat her or even enter her containment quarters. And, in this regard, I think the Records succeed:

It all starts innocently with Suzuran drawing Specter in a Secret Santa and then having to start deep diving to find out who the hell even IS Specter, because absolutely no one knows of her. Eventually, Suzuran lucks out by asking Meteorite, who did participate in a mission with Specter once, to which Suzuran immediately reacts: "Hey hold on, don't they send you on pretty dangerous missions all the time?", and Meteorite's answer is, "Yeah, and she's right at home there."

Now, this is really interesting because we, as Doctor, have some level of clearance: We know things about Specter and can even converse with her to a certain degree, because Doctor is a high authority in Rhodes Island, but the average Operator, like Suzuran, Aosta and Chiave, doesn't even know of her existence. She's one of Rhodes Island's well kept secrets, even within Rhodes Island. Even Meteorite, a veteran Sarkaz mercenary and a bombardment expert, only knows about Specter in a need-to-know basis (because they deployed once together). More telling is the fact that Meteorite doesn't think she'd get along with Specter, simply based on the fact that, just on that one operation, the level of violence and carnage brought upon by Specter unnerved even her, a Kazdel Sarkaz veteran. Well, to be precise, it's not the sheer level of destruction that Specter is capable of that unnerved Meteorite, it's the fact that she does it all seemingly without a care in the world, expressionless, soundless, simply following orders to the letter without showing or taking in a single emotion. To paraphrase Meteorite, "someone that can unleash such destruction and violence upon others so easily, and that can then just not mind it in the slightest, has something wrong and concerning going on with them, no doubt".

Next up, we also learn that Folinic has very restricted, also on a need-to-know basis access to Specter. Keep in mind that Folinic is extremely competent and not at all a stranger to danger: She handles Phantom. So this is a huge hint: There's perhaps more to the secrecy regarding Specter than just her being a dangerous, unstable element. Folinic could reasonably handle Specter professionally, but it's not about whether she can or not, it's about information, and this brings us back to Grani and the Knight's Treasure: Kal'tsit makes it clear to Skadi that Specter is, as a whole, inaccessible to everyone but her, that only she has clearance to access Specter's quarters. Keep in mind that Skadi does not operate in the same conditions, despite also being an Abyssal Hunter. In fact, it's well known that Skadi is infamous among other Operators for being unreasonable and obstructive in operations, as well as unapproachable outside of them (unless you are Grani, who managed to successfully befriend Skadi and vouches for her). There's things about Specter that are so sensitive, so important, that Kal'tsit can't risk them getting out, and even using her as an Operator is something reserved for very dangerous operations. Not even Warfarin, senior staff and Operator that's been with Rhodes Island for a very long time, has full access to Specter, but she clearly knows the importance of keeping her under curtains, given she immediately diffused the Folinic-Suzuran situation by coming up with a compromise on the spot.

There's another interesting contrast between Files and the Operator Record: Meteorite describes Specter as "dead silent". Mind you, we knew from before, thanks to Specter's Files, that the shark is completely silent in battle, but we also do know that she incoherently rambles quite a lot. Folinic sheds some light onto this, explaining that Specter intentionally stays silent most of the time so as to not say anything that could be misunderstood when around others. When she's in a more private setting, however, she does let loose with the insane talk. This is confirmation of something that had been hinted at before: Even though she's insane, there's a fervent part of her clinging onto sanity for dear life with bloodied, splintered fingers, and it manifests itself in how she'll never harm an ally, and how Specter is, to a certain degree, aware of how far gone she is, and thus keeps her mouth shut around others that aren't Doctor or Kal'tsit, so as to not spook them out or accidentally threaten them with her insane rambling.

Then, at the very end, after Suzuran managed to get her present to her, Specter does in fact deliver a thank you present back to Suzuran: A music box, consistent with Specter's love for the arts. Of course, the gift might have been chosen by a proxy of hers (Skadi or Blue Poison, both known to also enjoy music), but the message is all the same: Specter clearly appreciated the gift, and was mentioned to see an improvement in her condition after receiving the doll Suzuran gave her.

So, in paper? All of this? I love it. Of course I do, she's my favorite character, and it was such a bold way to present her Record, too, I respect them trying out new things, it managed to capture the essence of "the mysterious, terrifying fighting machine Operator they don't want us to know about that's actually a pretty sweet and decent person, just going through some really hard stuff" that they've been going for with Specter, it's just, I can also understand (and agree with) fans because... It's been two years, bwahaha, let us see her again, you know? It's her Operator Record, we've gotten some VERY good insights into the lives and days of other Operators through those, like with Angelina's or Kroos'! Of course we also wanted something like that, bwahaha.

What I would've loved, and what I think would've made it all better with fans, is if the final scene had Specter actually show up in Suzuran's room like the cryptid she is, with Suzuran noting the security door had just sort of been casually pried open, Specter's perpetual smile on her face as she's holding her thank you gift before Warfarin and Folinic just sort of storm into the room like "DUDE, WE SAID YOU CAN'T--", she thanks Suzuran wordlessly, gently hands her the music box, and then she calmly turns back and walks back to her confinement quarters.

But, yeah, I've gone on for long enough. I appreciate it overall, knowing what's coming, and I appreciate the idea, I just think they could've handled it better, but the whole essence and message of it, I think lands pretty nicely.