#I'll be scheduling them from now on so it hopefully won't happen again

[whywhaatt]

"hey i'm bored" (isaacwhy x reader)

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word count: 2.028

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, hand kink(kinda), degrading, light choking

a/n: this is my first fic😜 i didnt proof read it yet so hopefully i didn't misspell anything too badly

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10 hours. 10 hours of sitting at this desk and playing on my computer. I've gone through almost every app or game that I have downloaded. I've checked every social media, watched the newest uploads of my friends, and I even read a random wikipedia article. It's around 2am now. I need to go to sleep. After turning off my computer, and taking my headset off and hanging it on the monitor, I walk towards my bed and grab my phone from my nightstand.

1:59 AM... god damn. I gotta fix my sleep schedule. Nahhh I know I won't. The lack of sleep is kicking in, it feels like 5 minutes go by of me just staring at my lock screen. Turns out it was just 30 seconds cus my phone automatically turned off. It takes me a minute to realize it, but the only reason I do is cus a notification pops up.

"wassup" - isaac💀

tf... it's 2am?!? Why is he texting me?

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isaac: wassup

me: heyy

isaac: sorry it's late. im bored

me: bro i just laid down💀💀

isaac: can i come over? larry and tanner and annoying tf outa me rn

me: telling them you said that🗣️🗣️

isaac: bro pls. ion know if it's cus im tired but y'know how it is. i just need to get out of the house

me: yeah ion care, just let me know when you're here

isaac: bet

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That was random, I guess Isaac's coming over now. He's been over before, but not like this. What if something happens? I'm probably just over thinking this. Am I shaved? Yeah, I'll be fine.

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isaac: i'm here😜

isaac: weird emoji sorry

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"Thanks for letting me come over, I needed to get out of the house" Isaac said, sitting down on my couch.

"Honestly, if I with all of those people I would have to leave all the time. So glad I live alone".

"Yeah well, I love them. It would be weird being away from them after this long of dealing with their shit." Isaac said, "So, what are we going to do"? I didn't think about that. I kinda just panicked for 10 minutes while he was driving here.

"I don't know, we could watch a movie or something?" I ask while tossing him the remote, "Move over, this isn't your apartment. I wanna sit". I sat down not too far away, but Isaac scutched closer and wrapped his free arm around me. His other hand had the remote in it, just scrolling through shit on Hulu.

"YO YOU'VE BEEN WATCHING CHAINSAW MAN"

"GOD ISAAC I HAVE NEIGHBORS"

"Oh shit sorry, I love Chainsaw Man. Have you seen me wearing that mask. I look so good in it man, look here I'll show you-". I had to cut him off.

"Isaac, I've seen the photo like 20 times. As much as I love how you look in it, I'm not looking at it again."

"Shut up and look at it" He holds my chin, forcing me to look at the picture on his phone. Damn. He is hot. I'm speechless. The fact his hand can easily grab my face like this, I wonder what else they can do. Looking up at him, my cheeks start to get hot a little bit. This eye contact is painful. I need this to go to more. My hand goes to the back of his neck, our faces slowly inching towards eachother. There's a pause, almost like we realized what is happening.

I close the distance. Just a light kiss, short and simple, but we both need more. Immediately, Isaac's hand pulls me in.

"God.. I-I need... you" I moan in between kisses. Isaac pulls back, and I whine at the loss of contact.

"What?"

"I can't tell if I'm just tired, but I need you so badly. Please Isaac." I am begging. BEGGING. For this man.

"You're so pathetic." He says right before kissing me again, this time more passionately, and his hand moving towards my neck. He squeezes softly, making sure it wasn't too much for me. I'm a moaning mess.

"Do you want to move to your bed?" Isaac questions before picking me up bridal style and carrying me towards my bedroom. My arms are wrapped around his neck while I'm looking up at him. I'm just looking at his eyes, he's so beautiful. He sets me down by the foot of me bed, so I'm standing with my arms around his neck. I always knew he was taller than me, but the height different is crazy. He looks twice my height, and he's still bending over to kiss me.

"Baby, go lay down. I'll take care of you". I almost moaned when I heard that. The things I would let this man do to me is insane, ever since I've met him the list has been getting longer and longer.

I'm laying down my bed, when suddenly my feet are pulled and my legs are dangling off the side. Isaac takes his sweet time pulling down my Nike shorts, teasing me slightly over my panties. I need him to hurry up and get straight to the point cus this is unbearable. Again, he slowly takes off my panties and just barely touches my pussy. The tiniest bit of contact makes me shiver and whine for more.

And like that, Isaac's eyes look up at me as he starts eating me out. He keeps looking and studying my every reaction until he gets the one he wants out of me. Remember when I asked what his hands could do? Well, I found out. As his tongue is focused on my clit, he slowly puts two fingers into my hole. I have to cover my mouth with my hand so I don't scream.

With his fingers thrusting in and out of me and his tongue working wonders on my clit, I know I won't last long like this. My eyes are stuck shut, with one hand over my mouth and the other holding his hair back. My thighs are practically crushing Isaac's head at this point.

"Isaac, I cant" I'm panting in between moans, "I'm so close". As I finish my sentence, everything stops. I whine and whimper, needing more stimulation.

Isaac moves from below my torso to standing at the foot of my bed. He slips his shirt over his head, leans down and puts me back into the spot I was before. Then continues to undress himself right before me. His body is gorgeous. I cant stop staring at him as he gets on top of me, kissing me softly. I can taste myself on his lips.

He breaks the kiss and slides my shirt over my head, exposing my chest. The cold air hit me all of a sudden, making me shiver for a little bit. It feels weird to be fully exposed to Isaac. The closest we've ever gotten to this is almost kissing on New Year's, but we both realized we've just had a little too much to drink and we backed off. I guess Isaac notices me thinking, cus he stops everything and looks down at me.

"Babe, you okay? You can tell me to stop at anytime, I want you to be comfortable" he says, it was the most serious he's sounded all night (well I guess morning). "We can stop if you'd like, I'm sorry I rushed all of this-"

"No keep going, I just got lost in my thought. Thank you for caring for me, Isaac." I pause my sentence to kiss his lips softly, "I'm having a good time". Isaac nodded and continued kissing my neck, leaving little marks every now and again. His hand creeped up, massaging my left breast, and his mouth making his way towards my right. When his tongue made contact with my nipple, I let out a slight moan and let my eyes close softly. My brain feels fuzzy, probably from the lack of sleep, but I love it. It feels like I'm high, but in the cringy "high on life" way.

"I have a condom in my nightstand" I blurt out, "but I'm on the pill so if you don't have anything you can go without it". His head perks up from my chest, looking almost as excited as a kid in a candy store.

"Really?" he asks excitedly. Yup, exactly like a kid. I nod my head yes and Isaac immediately moves to get himself into position. He lines himself up, looking up at me in my eyes, and slowly inserts himself into me. Both of our mouths fly open, releasing a string of moans and whines. Isaac was bigger than I expected, but he feels so good inside of me.

After a couple of second of staying still so I can get used to his size, Isaac starts to move. My hands move to hold on to Isaac's shoulders as he slowly moves in and out of me. I push his head down to kiss me to try and muffle my moans, but it barely does anything.

"Faster, please, please go faster" I beg, with our faces so close we're practically sharing breathes. His pace speeds up and my head relaxes back into the pillow. I can feel myself getting closer and closer by the second.

The room is filled with random moans or praises from either one of us, not being able to hear anything else. If Isaac didn't wake my neighbors earlier, then they're definitely awake now. Honestly, I could care less if I get a noise complaint.

"Isaac- Oh my- I'm- I'm getting close" I moan out between breathes. His hand moves from behind me to my neck, lightly choking me. My mouth flies open from the new pressure on my neck. Isaac, seeing the opportunity, takes over my mouth. Inserting his tongue and immediately dominates my mouth. I'm being so loud right now, and I don't care.

"Isaac, I'm about to- I'm 'bout to cum. Please Isaac. Oh my god please." I gasp out with the air I have.

"Do it. Cum for me, baby. You're so amazing" Isaac moans into my ear, loosening his grip on my neck a little. My nails digging so far into his back, they could leave scars. My head flies back, eyes rolling to the back of my head, and toes curl. A wave of pleasure rolls over my body as I cum with Isaac still going inside of me.

"Just a little bit more, baby, hold on for me. Please baby, you're doing so good for me." Isaac lets out as his hand lets go to steady himself on the bed, getting the pace back to how he needs it. While overstimulated, I try my best to hold tight for Isaac.

He's close. I can tell. Not too much longer, Isaac comes inside of me. All of his body weight crushed on top of me, feeling like a weighted blanket. A wave of praises came out of Isaac as he caught his breathe.

"Let's get you cleaned up"

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After we took a very, very long and slow shower together, we laid down in bed together just cuddling.

"The house is asking where I'm at, Imma tell them I'm staying here for the night if thats okay with you" Isaac asks.

"Yeah, it's perfectly fine." I reply, "Random question, well two actually."

"Hit me."

"Okay so one: did you mean for this to end up like this? And was this technically a booty call or whatever?"

"Okay, first off I'm not liked that. But I realize it looks like it. Nah, I just wanted to hang out with you. It was just one of those late night and I'm bored situations"

"Okay, great, umm and two: what does this make us now?"

"Wow, umm.. hard question. I don't know. What do you want to be?"

"Maybe more than friends, I really like you Isaac." I confess, just staring into his eyes through the dark. He leans in and kisses me.

"Will you be with me?"

a/n: i hope you liked this:P my requests are currently open so make sure to leave some if you have any!!

[comesitintheclover]

Six Sentence Sunday Monday 📚📜🖊️

Thank you so much for the tag @bookish-bogwitch! your chart is awesome!

I will remember to try that/ a similar thing if I keep having issues with this fic I'm writing (but I should at least try to slog through a first draft of my trouble chapters first - i just get so anxious that I will fuck up the funny-conflict and make it miserable or something when it's 'perfect' (but vague af) in my brain and has been that way for 4 years...).

And thank you everyone who has tagged me in the last months/year <3 @nausikaaa, @ileadacharmedlife, @monbons, @supercutedinosaurs, @brendughh, @rimeswithpurple, and anyone else if I missed you because my tumblr notifs won't go that far back 😭💗💞💖 I love you all! Thank you for including me in the community even when I haven't been writing for a while! It's been so inspiring seeing what you all have been up to and I've finally started writing again so yay!

My goal is to finish this fic I've been writing for four years (i've written what I'm estimating is 50k words freehand and am transcribing and editing them onto my laptop and I still need to write the other half ... hahahaha 😅. But I love it. ) called *The Long Summer*, within a month (the first draft at least, I'll come back and edit it at a later date. I want to post it on ao3 over a summer so hopefully I will be ready next summer! I need to write it while I still love it!), and then I want to write the first draft of an original story for a month or so/NaNoWriMo, and then I will pick one of my Carry On WIPs to work on (hopefully just in time to celebrate snowbaz's anniversary!)

(The Carry On WIPs in question: I'm thinking I will probably pick my soulmate au fic called Meet the Parents/When You're an Adult You'll Understand, or a trans au called Fraternity house, orrrrr this magical Agony-Aunt fic called Basilton Grimm-Pitch’s 10 Step Plan for Getting Over*(letting himself be in love with) Simon Snow ).

And I'm planning to interact more with wip-wednesdays and six-sentence-sundays from now on to keep me motivated and accountable! (hopefully this works, battling my motivation is like trying to wrestle a fish or something... i'm constantly at a loss with my brain - oh why won't I do things that I love and have time to do??)

....Oh and I want to make some Carry On animations.... (this is probably why I don't do things... Too ideas many and hard to pick. I tried to make a schedule last night that included everything I wanted to do in a day and it was 35 hours long... oops).

*The Long Summer* is a harry potter fic, and since I know all of you lovely people from Carry On, and I know lots of people avoid hp stuff for obvious reasons (JKR is wrong! Trans liberation now!), I will keep the rest of this under the cut <3

here are the first six sentences from my 💗beloved fic💗:

Ron Weasley wasn't an introspective soul. By the time something actually rolled around to happening he would probably have had twelve chances to predict it, if he was Hermione. He presumed something like this would never have happened to Hermione. Summers were probably a lot more quiet in the Muggle world, as an only child, with parents who weren’t - well Hermione was so smart she probably already knew, no there was really no reason to write to her. And Harry - well he didn't want to write to Harry about it either.  Honestly, it would probably be better if he never found out.

(I wrote these when I was 16 and they may need editing but that's for future me to worry about - rn I'm trying to push out a first draft as fast as possible...)

Thank you to anyone who read this far!

Hi!'s, tags, and hand-hearts to everybody 🫶 @stitchy-queerista, @umdiasujo, @carpeosculum, and open tag to anyone who wants to be tagged! <3

[lucky-stone-me]

It's time to summarize this year!

This post is more for me personally than for the blog, to track my progress, analyze and consider my mistakes. To realize what I was able to achieve in the past year and what I can achieve in the future. I am grateful to everyone who has supported me all this time! Every single person who signed up. Or just the ones, who visited my page, viewed my work, liked, reposted or left comments. It was all very valuable to me! Thank you for being with me this year and I hope to see you next year! Happy Holidays!

Next up, I'll be summarizing my blog for 2024:

Total we have: 4 artworks 3 animations 1 meme 1 post

I just started trying to actively blog this year. I tried to have some sort of regular schedule in my head and post at least once a month some art/meme or some other post to keep the blog active. The priority, of course, was artwork. Unfortunately, as you may have noticed I failed. the drawings were very few and with big gaps in between. The reasons for these gaps were many factors, from trivial laziness and personal matters to lack of time and other problems. There are also logical reasons for the lack of content - it's that I decided this year to learn how to make animations.

It was a bit of a spontaneous, though expected, decision. I just didn't think the time for it would come right then. I had some idea how to do animation. I always wanted to learn how to do it. I had drafts of animations I started that I abandoned because I didn't understand how to do them. I didn't have the strength or experience to complete them. So I abandoned it for many years.

But still... Somewhere around the end of 2023, something clicked in me. I wanted to do something more than a drawing. That now I had more experience and I had the energy and time. That I was ready to make my first completed animatic. Simple, crooked, with lots of mistakes. But it was my little full-fledged project that was finished.

I did all three animatics in three different programs. Sometimes using one with another, when I changed programs and persistently trying to understand how the new program works right in the process of creating an animatic. Until I finally chose one that I'm happy with for now.

“Love me Again” was the first animatic that was made in exclusively one program, which you can tell by how fast it came out compared to other animatics. Although it's also not as detailed or colorized in comparison to others. But it goes longer than the others combined, it has more frames and still looks neat even with that sketchy drawing. That's a measure of progress in my opinion.

What would I like to do next year?

- Set up an art schedule. I won't push myself too hard, but don't expect anything supernatural from me either. I'm going to try not to bog down the blog as much as I have this year. In fact when I saw the gaps I was horrified ahhh. I'm going to set myself a goal of not dropping the blog for more than two months. Meaning, something every two months I will definitely post.

- Start maintaining at least one more social media account.

- Organize my tumblr page (update my avatar, write bios, and so on)

- Start drawing holiday themed art for holidays (at least some of them)

- Start drawing artwork for other fandoms Yes, Ena has been my main fandom, but I'd like to step outside of comfort and try my hand at some other fandom.

- To continue to improve in animation and drawing I liked the end result of the year and how I've progressed and want to continue to do so from here on out.

There are many more small goals, but these are the main ones for now, so hopefully in a year from now when I read this I'll be pleased with myself. Hi Lucky from the future!) Even if all of these can't be achieved, it's no big deal. We do it at our own pleasure and at our own pace. If not this year, it will happen next year.

If anyone is reading this, thank you for sticking around until now. I hope you're having a good day! Thanks for listening! See ya!

[across-violet-skies]

hey!! I'm going to be taking a (hopefully) short hiatus from posting fic. I've been sick a lot lately and I think all these deadlines I'm setting for myself aren't helping! I really need to fix my life up before I can focus on making things postable :(

I'll still be writing occasionally during the hiatus! I'll probably post snippets and stuff, but it might be a couple weeks before I feel ok enough to come back and post full fics again. super sorry about this, and no current projects are being abandoned!!

and, as many other people are, I will be going back to school at the end of the month. I also have 2 jobs. so....... I will do my best to have time to write and create, but it'll be difficult to find a lot of time. just something I want to note!

more details on specific projects/scheduling plans under the cut!!

Linked Company AU

this will NOT update every week. I now realize that was way too ambitious considering the average length of the chapters, so it will more likely end up as a monthly update (depending on how much time I have!)

Linked University AU

this also won't update every week! again, too ambitious. this AU will probably be more random since I'll be putting more time into the lethal company AU. expect possible monthly updates? likely less than that, depending on time and inspiration.

Hyrule-centric fic collection

please I have so many ideas on how to ruin this boy's life. many of them are half-baked. I'd like to try and finish some of them up, or at least flesh them out a bit more! hopefully, I'll have time for that soon. if I had to guess, I'd say a new oneshot will likely come out toward the end of august :3

wips

this refers to Another Link in the Chain and Things Still Left to Say. both of these have plans to be finished/added on to! .....just not...... not solid plans. but I will finish them at some point. these are more of a "whenever I'm inspired" rather than a "I'm choosing to work on this", so it's unpredictable. who knows!

podfics

I have one in progress! I would like to finish it before my roommates move in, lol. we'll see if that ends up happening (please please please please-)

art

I have a half-finished piece for the queering the chain event!! ........although at this point, I'm not sure if it counts. I'd like to finish it before school starts at the end of august, but it may not be done for a bit. I don't draw often and faces are the death of me always <3

I think that mainly covers it!!! if you have any questions my asks are open <3

[hotforharrison]

Hi! I want to hug you so bad! 

(If anything, English is not my first language, but I hope it will be understandable, everything I write with the help of a translator).

Good for you for speaking up! You don't have to keep all the pain inside. It only hurts us more and also the feelings in our heads keep pressing on us even longer. I'll be honest! I have always been overweight myself. I'm not good with English weight meanings, but google says 200 pounds fits what I mean. And I weighed that in my teenage years because of family and school problems. I thought I could never change. I thought really horrible things. I really thought that death was the best way out. I might have weighed more, but at some point I stopped getting on the scale. I wish I could say that something universal helped me in the end, something that could help you quickly too! But it was more of a moment of acceptance. I realized that I was hurting myself. That all these thoughts were ruining me. I wanted to be happy and healthy! And you know what? You're realizing it, too, and that's a huge step forward. And the important thing is to remember that. There will be good days and there will be bad days. That's normal! But gradually things will change. It took me a couple of years to lose the weight, and it took me a few more years to figure out a little bit about myself and my problems, including my food problems. And maybe the help of a psychologist is what you need most right now.

It's also important for you to recover from injury and surgery. This will take even more time. But don't berate yourself and your body! It's a lot of stress for him and trust me! He's working very hard to recover. And you should be grateful to your body. One day things will go faster. You'll see! Just give yourself time. I know you want the best here and now, but when we've been eating and hurting ourselves for years at first without realizing it, and wanting to fix things quickly isn't going to work. 

And about your husband. Honey, I'm probably not the best person to help you with that, and I'm sorry. I can imagine how hard it is, being together for so many years and in an open marriage, but still at some point to realize that you are not so important anymore. I'm really sorry, honey. I think you're realizing it yourself and you know what will happen in the end. Again, it's the realization and acceptance that counts. It's going to hurt, darling. But time heals everything. Your attachment to your husband now is more a fact of your habit and the bargaining constancy you're used to. And change is always stressful. But whatever happens in the end, everything will be all right. You're going to get through this! And you will achieve your goals. Step by step, everything will be fine. You can do it, I believe in you ❤️

Thank you so much!

Your words are completely understandable and clear! I wouldn't have guessed your first language wasn't English.

I don't keep them completely inside. I do talk to my bestie about all these things (I met her on Tumblr over 4 years ago, and she's the best -- @skymoonandstardust )

I also have a counselor who I talk to, including about my disordered eating and relationship with food, but I've had some trouble getting sessions with her over the past couple of months. She's always booked pretty far out, and the last few sessions have been canceled due to the counseling center scheduling an appointment wrong (seeing both the marriage counselor and my solo session on the same day, which no one mentioned most insurances won't allow), then a massive power outage, then severe weather, then she had a family emergency and had to reschedule her appointments a few more weeks out. I hopefully have another session on Monday, if nothing happens to cancel it.

I'm sorry you went through all that with your weight and mental health issues, but I'm so glad you were able to work through it and that things got better for you! Being happy and healthy is so important.

I lost a lot of weight (around 80 lbs) my first year of college when I was 19. I was very active, both walking everyday and hitting the gym at least 3-4 times a week. I didn't count calories, but I did eat sensibly. The only problem with that was that the weight loss was entirely for my first... partner, I guess I could call him. It was a really messed up situation. I moved to be with him, minus all the weight. He hadn't seen me in a year, and he didn't comment on my weight loss at all. That hurt a lot after I worked so hard.

I'm losing the weight for me this time -- a good portion of which is for my health.

I had to do a pre-op complete metabolic panel for my ankle surgery back in January. There's a range in fasting blood sugar levels that indicates prediabetes, and I was 1 into that threshold, out of I think 26 -- something like 101 when the range was 100-126. Diabetes runs in my family, and a genetic test I had done several years ago indicated I was much more likely to develop type 2 diabetes than the average person.

There is the dating component, too, but the weight loss isn't for my future boyfriend (hopefully) so he'll think I'm hot or whatever. It's so I can be comfortable in my own skin. I'm obviously not going to be ready for a relationship if I don't want to be naked in front of anyone else because of my own intense insecurities.

I've also amassed a box full of clothes in my goal clothing size that I bought on clearance that I'd very much like to wear. I used to wear men's fandom shirts, like Marvel, and men's athletic pants pretty much exclusively. I felt terrible about myself, and it reflected in my appearance. I learned over some time that I feel much better about myself when I dress in feminine clothes that make me feel pretty, which I do also have in my current size.

I know didn't gain all the weight overnight, and I'm not going to lose it overnight either as much as I'd like to. Patience is definitely difficult with as much as I want to meet my goals, but I know it is important. I'm not going to help future me at all if I rush things and don't allow my body to heal like it needs to. I'm going to begrudgingly listen to my doctor and physical therapist and not push things.

The prospect of divorce is particularly hard for me because my husband was my first boyfriend, first legitimate actual relationship where I wasn't a dirty little secret. He's been my only real relationship, and the only person I've ever loved romantically.

I had a "boyfriend" in 2016 when we hadn't been polyamorous for long, but I use the term "boyfriend" loosely. The relationship was very short lived and more wishful thinking on my part because of being new to polyamory and wanting to have a boyfriend in the general sense of having one. We weren't very compatible. He was just the first guy who showed interest in me, and I went with that.

I know salvaging my marriage is likely the same sort of wishful thinking as well, and I realize that more some times than others, but I'm not ready to completely give up yet. It hurts too much right now. Just thinking about it leaves me in tears.

I think it's part of why I've been writing one of my fics again -- to escape from the reality of my marriage and imagine being in love again, when my heart fluttered and was full of joy and there were shared smiles and laughter and inside jokes and nothing was forced, instead of this aching in my chest with what I desperately wish was a premature sense of loss and grief, and profound loneliness that doesn't go away even when we're together, and trying to somehow recapture what used to be there between us when I just don't know how to accomplish that, and the only thing that seems to be left now is denial and a stream of tears that never fully dries up.

[hiya-im-mary]

Hello, Mary, dear! I have a letter here to hand over to you- Oh! Don't trouble yourself with reading it all. I'll happily do it for you!

Ahem ahem... Let's see.

*The queen excitedly opens the letter, and squints. It looks as though she's struggling to make out some of it. It was written...hastily. She looks over her shoulder as if to scold empty air, and quickly goes back to her task of reading it to Mary.*

"Dear Sparkly Gremlin,"

*She side eyes the same spot she scolded lightly before, but continues on*

"You are cordially invited to this year's Banshee Blossom Ball. My Queen has requested that you inform any residents of the hotel that you think may like to attend. Out of respect for my love and the event, I will remain civil. You have my word.

You are allowed to bring ONE special guest. The two of you will be treated as... VIPs. Much to my distaste."

*Another scolding look came from the queen to the empty air again*

"As a VIP, you will have a say on one of the scheduled events (prompts of the day). Please make your arrangements with my beloved Queen, as she is the event planner. You are the first to be informed of the ball happening. Further details will come in an official invitation in the very short future.

You have earned this title due to your...kindness and service to my subjects. I hate writing this. I HATE IT. But my Queen has barred kisses from me until I do, so I must.

This is the only time you will hear this from me, so listen well:

You. Are a ᴠᴀʟᴜᴇᴅ part of ghost society and for your efforts, my queen and I offer you our 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜𝚝 thank yous. Be well. I suppose. Or don't. Do whatever you please, it won't phase me.

Begrudgingly,

𝓚.𝓑."

Well now that was written better than I expected. Though some of the words are scratched so deep into the paper that they've almost torn through... Regardless! You heard the letter! You are, by royal decree, to attend the Banshee Blossom Ball as a VIP! I hope you and whomever you bring along will have the most bootiful time 💕

Come and find me when you have an event prompt in mind, ok? The Boos and I will be expecting you!

EEEEEEYEHEHEHEHEHEHEHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OH MY SMIGG- THIS IS AMAZING!!! AWUARGHHHH!!!!!!!!!! I- ME?! THE VIP?! THE- HWHEHEHEH-!!!!!!

*I continued to jump around in the same spot for a moment,clearly excited to my very core!!!!! THE EXCITEMENT FUELED ME MORE THAN MY LIVING BODILY FLUIDS EVER COULD!!! (But I am still grateful for them for keeping me alive!!)*

I HAVE TO TELL EVERYONE!! EVERYONE!!!! EHEHEHEHEHEEEEE THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YO- THANK YOU!! THANKS YOU!!! I WILL GIVE YOU MY BEDAZZLED KIDNEYS!! EYAAAA-!!!!

*Before anyone could say a word,I was gone,only leaving a blur of pink which quickly vanished as I got further away*

It worried you a bit…did I process every last word…?? Oh hopefully-!!

A few boos looked on at where I left…while a few others began to follow me!!!! Checking in on me…??

But…only one person…?? NOOO-!!! HOW DO I CHOOSE?! I’M INDECISIVE AS ALL CAN EVER BE-!! I CAN’T CHOOSE- …Can I…?? Could I??

…Hmmnnnnm-

FISHOOK!!!!! YESH!!!!! Would he likes it…?? In a lot of cases,he’s not too much of a fan of monarchy…it brings him bad memories!! But I love him…he’s my dad!! But I won’t force it on him!!

Hellen would most definitely hate it…she has to be around the king and queen. It would only tear Miss Gravely’s heart apart more than it already is!!!! She doesn’t deserve that!! She never did…

Hhmmmn…Amadeus? No…

…Clem?? Would he likes it…??

…Ug…???? OH FLOINK- We all love Ug,but if he comes over with just himself,there won’t BE any more Banshee Blossom Ball!!

“…”

For now I sat against the walls in the halls,as a few other ghosts surrounded me. Boos,Goobs,Hellen…Hellen?! There was a soft look on her face.

“…Mary?? Whatever are you doing here by your lonesome-?? Huh-“

*She notices the letter in my hands,amongst my puffy pink sleeves…the writing is all but a scribble to her…but those initials…those…*

“K.B.”

“…”

“…Hellen??”

Several boos,those who lived in the hotel and those who came with you began to huddle up around me,knowing just how Hellen’s going to react.

“…Hellen,is okie!! I promise!! I thinks”

“…HE CAME HERE AGAIN-???? HE’S TARGETTING THIS PLACE FOR THE UMPTEENTH TIME?! THAT PATHETIC WEASLE-!! HE NEVER KNOWS WHEN TO QUIT- HE- …What-??”

“Queenie gave dis to me!!!”

“…She’s here??”

“…Yesh.”

“…Lovely.”

*She was doing her absolutely hardest to hide any sense of annoyance. What could she be here for NOW?! Rubbing it in that the King’s heart belongs to her?! HAH-!!! She doesn’t care less about being beloved by him!! Only introducing him to death once more if he even thinks about going near the hotel again…*

“I’m a R.I.P!! …I MEAN V.I.P!!!”

“…Come again…??”

“…VIP!! For the banshee blossom ball!! :D”

“…”

“…They’re hosting another one!! YAY!!!! I wasn’t really there for the first one,but- …Hellen??”

*The words only came through one of her Jewel embellished ears and out the other…another one?? Are they hosting it HERE again?!

NO-!! The last one was…awful. To her. How many times was she put in a painting?? Or demeaned as “octopus lady” for her hairdo?? Treated like garbage and pushed away…in her OWN hotel…what kind of world does she have to live in…?! Good thing Mary wasn’t there for the first one…that girl would defend anyone she cares for until mushroom kingdom come*

“…Another One…”

“…Yuh-Huh!! 0v0”

“…”

“…You don’t HAVE to go if you don’t want to. I was told I could invite someone as another VIP!! But only one…I dunno who yet.

…I dunno if you wanna go. I knows it’s just bad memories for you!!”

*…Welp. NOW EVEN MORE THOUGHTS- SHE HAS TO BE AROUND THEM?! NO-!! The King’s gonna rip her apart…tear her to shreds…what then…?? How do…*

“…Mary- I-

…I’ll think this through with you,hmm??”

“Oh-!! …Okie!!”

“…SCREE-?!!?!!”

“Oh yeh!! Hellen’s just super worried is all!!”

*Hellen turned to the hotel,wrapping her feather boa around herself just a bit more,prettying herself up enough for an extra power up of confidence*

“…Is…she still here…??”

“…I thinks so!! Just put in the lobby!!

… I WILL COME WITH YOU!!!”

*Ambassador instincts IN FULL SWING!!*

“…

…Alright.

…But you needn’t worry. I’ll handle this.”

*Soon enough,Hellen found herself face to face with someone she hoped she wouldn’t have to see in a long time…or maybe…two? Not like she can see the other…while I found myself next to a few of the staff members,trying to calm me down about the whole thing!! And asking about the whole VIP thing. Also there were a few boos on my head. Stacked. You see several scoops of Icecream stacked on eachotjer? PICTURE DAT BUT WITH BOOS!!*

“…”

“…It’s…nice seeing you again,Gravely-”

“What’s your ungrateful husband planning-??”

“…Just read the letter,won’t you…?”

“HAH-!! You believe I’d trust him to explain everything throughly to anyone?? Don’t take me for a fool,your…lowness.”

“…”

“…Highness. I’m…I’m not here to slam petty insults towards you.”

Welp…seems to be quite a bit of explaining ahead!!

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OKIE WRITING OVER!!

Anyway…

AAAIAHSNSHANSHJSSHJSBSNSBSNSVSJ YOU ARE SO NICE WHATSJVSJWHEHEEHEHEHE YOU ARE SO AMAZING TJANK YOU AAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THIS IS- YOU-!! YOU’RE- AAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!

I’m not sure who to bring yet…most likely Fishook,but I’d like what we has to be private and special…but I can do stuff!! It would be unjust to not bring him!!!

Also be warned…I haves a lot of plans. I WILL PUT MY OWN STORIES IN HERE!!! IT WILL BE GREAT!!!

Hellen isn’t the most pleased,but it’s more out of worry from last year and how I’m gonna fare rather than jealousy!! She won’t be too pleasant around your booloved either way. Maybe keep an eye on him if those two end up going near Eachother.

But in all seriousness…or not. JUST LISTEN PLZ!!!

When I was looking at LM3 events when I was younger,not allowed to be on Tumblr yet…I never ever thought I’d be blessed enough to be a VIP!!!!!! A REAL GENUINE VIP!!!! THIS IS SUCH AM HONOR!!!! FOR ME?! KYAGAJSGSNEHEHEH !!!!!!!💖💖💖💖💖

I CAN’T EVER THANK YOU ENOUGH!!!

…I can only participate in the event as much as I can!! SO I SHALL DO MY BEST!!!!!!!!!!

If ever thinks of prompts,I’ll come to you immediately!!!!! However you’d be okay with!! DM’s,asks,etc!! IMMA READAY!!

SERIOYSLY THANK YOU SO SOS OS SOS S SO MUCH I AM- KYAAAYAGSJSHS *Cries glitter glue*

YOU ARE SO WONDERFUL-!! I CAN72?&/:?&/?-

[photoniccyclone]

SFR Update - Chapter 7 Rough draft completed plus sneak peak!

Hello everyone! Just an exciting announcement to announce that the draft for chapter 7 (and possibly 8) has officially been completed!

This means the editing phase can now finally begin and will (hopefully) not take too long, though, I'll still have to make sure I can work it into my schedule like I did with the with the draft so I don't know if I'll be able to work on it everyday, and I still don't know how many edits this thing actually really needs. I won't be able to determine that until I make my first pass read through which comes after I run it through Grammarly to get all the grammar errors out and just to make it sound better haha. But anyway that's it for now. I'll leave you all with a little sneak peak of the chapter ;)

Please keep in mind this is pulled from the rough draft and I only quickly ran this segment through grammarly and gave it a quick once over so there may be errors or things that sound... off..

Callum couldn’t move. His body was locked in place as time appeared to slow down to a crawl. Though the image in front of him was evident, a small part of his brain still refused to believe it and subconsciously forced him to blink rapidly just to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating. However, the image before him remained unchanged. 

“J-Janai,” Callum managed to stutter out, still recovering from the surprise as well the many different questions racing through his head. 

Janai simply stood in the doorway and nodded weakly, her face still holding that anxious and slightly embarrassed smile he had seen when he opened the door. She fidgeted nervously with her hands, wringing them in front of her, and sighed audibly as her head drifted downward, taking small incremental steps as her face molded into an expression of deep thought, sadness, and a little bit of… regret? She took a small look to the side for the moment, appearing to glance at the trees over by the edge of the clearing before looking back at Callum, her smile returning, though far more crestfallen than before. She then took a prolonged intake of air before exhaling suddenly in a short burst through her mouth, appearing to make her own mental preparations. “I’m… I’m sorry… I know this visit is unexpected… and I promise to explain everything… But don’t worry, I promise you Sol Regem didn’t send me so-” 

Callum didn’t even let Janai finish her sentence before rushing at her, arms outstretched. The loose, hanging, golden parts of Janai’s armor clinked quietly, swinging back and forth as the force of Callum’s embrace nearly sent her stumbling backward. Once the Sunfire queen had managed to compute what had just happened, her lips curved into a far warmer and genuine smile as she returned the gesture. 

All at once, Callum’s emotions re-fired, his eyes once again building up the salty fluid he had become all too familiar with over the past few days. He let out a few quiet sobs before chuckling to himself, separating from the embrace and wiping his eyes dry. Finally, he smiled at the face before him, his eyes still a deep red. “I’m… sorry about that… “ He chuckled again. “Just… with everything happening recently… you know… it’s… uh… It’s good to see a friendly face again.” 

It really did feel good. Since this whole thing with Sol Regem, the only faces Callum had seen from Xadia had been cruel or hostile, having come here to take his kingdom and everything important to him, treating those who opposed them without any semblance of mercy. After what felt like so long of this seemingly without end, it was nice to see once again a reminder of the Xadia he had seen and geeked out about two years ago, the Xadia he had fought and risked his life for at the battle of the storm spire. 

“Good to see you too, Callum,” Janai said warmly. However, she quickly once again fell to uncertainty. “Uh…” She croaked out briefly before hastily checking her surroundings, her head darting to different sections of the sky and treeline. “Is it ok if we come in? I know this is all very sudden, but… we shouldn’t be seen out here. Again, I’ll explain everything soon… please… “ She pleaded. 

We? Callum thought before something orange and fluffy caught his eye. Looking a little to the left, he finally took notice of the hot cat sitting just behind Janai, returning Callum’s glance with its wide, sky-blue eyes, tilting its head to the side in an adorable, innocently curious fashion with its tail swaying slowly up and down. 

“Y-yeah of course… please…”

[onceandfutureoshainspector]

- stole some Magnets, built some Actuators. all in a day's work.

Ingram: That's all four actuators… delivered and done. Nice work. Li: Right on schedule. I've completed the restoration of Prime's basic functionings and he's ready to go. In fact, it's getting difficult to explain to the system why it can't move right now.

- ?! we have a giant robit who is compelled to run around before it even has legs??? the robit has adhd???

Ingram: Well, as soon as my scribes get those actuators in place, we'll have his arms and legs installed in no time. Which brings me to your next assignment. It won't be long before Prime can walk and talk, but he's missing one last important element… his nukes.

- his

WHAT!?!?!??

Ingram: Without them, his offensive systems aren't operating at peak capacity.

- Li, What, and i cannot emphasise this enough, the Fuck????? You designed a giant robot that shoots nukes????? in a place called the Capital Wasteland????? remind me how it got that name, again?????????????????

Cat: What's Prime armed with? Ingram: The eye laser can target a hostile from hundreds of yards out and take it down with pinpoint accuracy.

- ….laser theory for the win……. i fucking guess……..

Ingram: His nukes are modified Mark 28 Nuclear Bombs. They used to drop the things from bombers during the war. Just one of the nukes is equivalent to about three or four Fat Man shells. Basically, whatever it hits isn't getting up again.

- You Don't Fucking Say.

Ingram: His eye laser is almost ready to go, but without nukes to load into his pack, he's fighting at less than half his capability.

- Good??????? i thought you motherfuckers were all about /preventing/ the war from happening again?????? fuck's sake.

Cat: I'll run down to the Super-Duper Mart and pick some up. Ingram: Cute.

- *facepalm*

Ingram: Prime's bomb pack is fitted for Mark 28 Nuclear Bombs. The same type of bombs that were dropped from aircraft during the Great War.

- YOU KEEP REEMPHASISING THAT WHILE REMAINING APPARENTLY OBLIVIOUS TO THE IMPLICATION THAT MAYBE WE SHOULD NOT DO THAT AGAIN!

Ingram: The Commonwealth was a major staging area for the military's air force, so we assumed we wouldn't have trouble finding them. But since we arrived, our scouting teams haven't located a single bomb. Li: That's going to be a problem. Without a fully loaded nuke pack, Prime won't have the firepower to take on the Institute.

- the Institute is a sub-sub-sub-bunker full of of nerds, some stealth assassins, and a few gorillas! WHY do you need nukes? Why.

Cat: Can I build the nukes like I built the actuators?

- and fill them with newspaper and rocks?

Ingram: I could build you a thousand nuke casings right now, but we've got nothing to put inside them.

- how about this rock?

Ingram: The Mark 28's have a specialised nuclear payload that requires the correct balance of fissile materials in order for them to detonate properly. In other words, I'd love to mix you a cocktail, but I'm all out of liquor.

- the most eligible wlw-magnet in the Commonwealth strikes again.

Ingram: But before you give up hope, there's actually a silver lining here. Proctor Quinlan has located some records regarding a military installation which was used as a nuclear weapon storage facility. We're fairly certain this included a stockpile of the Mark 28's. The catch is that the installation is located somewhere within the Glowing Sea.

- good! sounds like a lost cause! what's plan b?

Cat: What do you mean you're only "fairly certain". Are they in there or not? Ingram: The Glowing Sea is so heavily irradiated, it's giving us echoed readings and false positives. We're just going to have to trust the records on this one. Scribe Haylen's established a communications point on the frontier of the Glowing Sea. I suggest you head out there first and establish a signal protocol with her so that the nukes can be airlifted out once you've located them. Hopefully by the time you've returned, we'll be ready to wake Prime up and you can say hello. Good luck, Knight.

[pt-disconnected]

Minor Announcement + Micro Anon Asks

Okay, so let's start things off with an announcement of mine. No, Disconnected isn't going away, don't worry. I'm not doing that- this is honestly amazing to write and I'm stunned at how many people enjoy it. So this isn't going anywhere for a while.

However, with how Chapter 21 went, I've realized that my method of writing isn't gonna work anymore. I can't just write as I go.

So I've done some thinking and I have a few plot points to work with. Asks will certainly retain the potential to influence the story, but there's going to be certain things I'm working towards- not just writing as I go.

This doesn't mean that I'll get to where I have everything planned out to a T, like how Lynx did at the end of Paper Trail. There's gonna be plans, but ideas may have me shift a bit depending on what I think of it.

I don't want to back myself into a corner again, and I want to retain the quality of the first dozen or so chapters. If I want to do that, I need to make sure I have a path to go down.

So, I've begun to jot down notes in a Google Doc that I'm going to keep private (as it contains IMMENSE spoilers). I may or may not have some method to access it, or bits and pieces of it, down the road. But for now, it's not going to be shared and will be used purely so I can look at it and know what I want to focus on next.

(It also includes all the stuff on the Evil Overlord List that the Knight/Gaster has 100% failed or would fail. Go check that out- it shows you just how dumb lots of antagonists are, and what they have in common. Plus it helps with figuring out how to make a threatening antagonist, with the note of figuring out which things they would fail at to have them be actually possible to defeat. There's multiple iterations of this list, not just the one linked. So definitely take a look at those as well, and tell me what you think Gaster has botched up or would botch up.)

Hopefully, this notes doc will help me get more ideas in the future and make future chapters easier to write.

On that note, the post that was the potential chapter 21 has been adjusted and is now officially Chapter 21 in the story, as I feel I know a way to continue from that point in terms of:

Gaster's plan involving the Over World

The time travel situation

Trying to repair the Light and Dark Worlds

...something else that remains to be seen

which means that, after a few modifications to make it feel a little more fitting, I felt good enough to allow it to be what it was intended to be.

There's also another cipher there as well, for those who enjoy that. I may not do ciphers on all my chapters, but they will certainly be used every now and then. The keys won't be hidden in the same place or the same way for the most part- so keep your eyes peeled. (I do mention in the post-chapter text that the keys will not be in the chapter itself unless I mention otherwise. So don't worry about hunting through the chapter to try and find them.

Lastly, I want to try and figure out a better schedule for writing chapters of Disconnected. Clearly twice a month is not quite working out... by a long shot. However I do want to say that I am not going to forget about this story. Even if I end up vanishing for a while, I'm not going to forget, short of an untimely end on my part. So unless some freak accident happens, things will go on. And hopefully, said freak accident won't actually happen. (And if it does, I'll try and have something set up to let you all know about it.)

As for the schedule, it's definitely gonna be tough to figure it out. But three months is far too long. If that were the case for every chapter so far we'd have been through five years already. So I'm going to see if I can handle at least one chapter a month with this new Google Doc of notes I have. (If inspiration strikes, it may be more. But we'll see.)

That just about concludes everything I'm needing to say in terms of announcements. I did get a small amount of asks that I'm gonna go ahead and reply to while I'm at it.

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"Lol angry rouxls noises"

"Honestly I think everyone could use a rouxls kaard translator"

Yup. A bit too much of that old English accent there... I think that's what it's called.

In fact, it was actually hard for me to write Rouxls. I half considered scrapping that scene entirely and avoiding using Rouxls because I felt I'd either use too much of that accent or not enough for his character. So I went for a sort of medium- instead of adding "-eth" or "-st" to a bunch of words, I used words that would fit the situation best (such as "thou", "mine", "thee", etc.) and had a small selection of words with the "-eth" added in, where I thought it fit best. And even then I think I might have overdone it a bit.

In short? Rouxls is a weird character to write.

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"Gasp Dess is here too!?"

Indeed she is! She was there in the last chapter as well, at the end- but now we're getting more about her, and I hope I can figure out a good, fitting personality for her since we actually don't see much of her in Paper Trail- and nothing in Deltarune itself. So it'll be TOUGH. But I think I might have an idea...

As for what that idea is?

That question gets the GIF. I know people would ask about it after all. Plus it's been ages since I used it. So yeah.

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"Welcome back man!"

Thank you, again I really feel bad for the extended delays. Hopefully this new method of writing will change that.

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And that's all the asks I have for the moment. Hopefully I can get the next part out for you all because DANG I think I left off on a cliffhanger. And I know how much those can be annoying when left untouched for extended periods of time.

For now though, that's all I have to say. So, take care, and I'll see you again soon.

...Hopefully. I don't want to leave you all hanging again. Especially with this last chapter.

(Also I just realized this is my 100th post on here... jeez, it's been a while. I really should work on this more.)

[lotus-btas]

BTaS Update: May-July 2023 - Pages of Lotus

Back again after a VERY long while without an update. Sorry for that, I'm forgetful.

Let me catch you up to speed on how the progress for Beyond Time and Space has been going these past few months, where we are now, and how we'll do things moving into the future.

Starting with the past, I'm gonna be fully honest: I haven't made a lot of progress with episode 2. Towards the end of May and the entire month of June, I've been suffering some serious burnout, to the point where interacting with my work would make my physically ill and exhausted. For a while I thought about skipping episode 2 entirely and moving on to 3, but then remembered that I stopped working on ep 3 because of my dissatisfaction/change of ideas with ep 2 that mentally stopped me from moving into the next arc. I'm still semi trying to get over it, but every day I can feel my creative drive starting to kick back in. I just need to sit down, focus, and get to work, which is a lot harder these days than ever before.

I also mentioned in the past how I was gonna host a beta reading for the first episode of Beyond Time and Space on the 20th of May. That also didn't happen. Not only was I sick with a headache on the 19th of that month, but I was rushed to the hospital for treatment, and spend the 20th, 21st, 22nd, and 23rd recovering. Plus, that post got little to no interest or attraction, so making a sign up that no one would bother to mess with seemed kind of pointless.

As of the present, right now I'm working on trying to balance my energy between BTaS and my other projects and interest, to make sure that my burnout doesn't get as dangerously bad as it did in May and June. It seems to be working. None of them are making much sound progress, as I keep getting distracted by my own thoughts, but it's keeping my energy in check, which is all I need.

I also decided to start working on a pilot for Beyond Time and Space! Yeah! The one thing that I should've started with, especially because this is an animated series, I'm doing now, a full year after I wrote the first episode! Kinda ironic! I find a huge benefit of this being that I know my characters super well now, but the big disadvantage is finding something for them to do; how they can interact with this new environment that I'm putting them in for a single short episode. That's also been a little draining. Might need to brainstorm some more.

And, last but not least, going forward. My plans from this point on is to hopefully have a more consistent update schedule (every or every other Saturday, if I can remember), maybe create and show off some art made specifically for the updates, like a visual summary. I'm also working on a twitter account for Beyond Time and Space that is currently up, but probably won't have anything on it for quite a while. I'm a full believer that it's never too early to share your work, but I'm an anxious gun that needs some sort of visual content to back it up, if that makes sense.

Anyways this is really long. Apologies for that. I would add a TL;DR, but I'm kinda in a rush now because I gotta cook dinner. Just getting this out of the way beforehand (and because the time it took to write this was the same amount of time I had left before the time to cook dinner struck, so it kind of just fell in my lap). Maybe I'll include one once I reblog with the tag list.

Thanks for spending your time reading this update! Your eyes are a blessing :D

- Yors Truly

[loralee-frickfrackao3]

Why Geto Could Have Been His Own Villain: Dismantling the Body-snatching

Right off the bat I'll go ahead and say that my main theory about Kenjaku existing is because Gege wanted to reuse Geto's design and power without bringing the character back. By virtue of being "all knowing" and essentially the mastermind behind the plot, Kenjaku is extremely convenient to use that way. This sort of works against the overall story though, I feel. I'll go into more detail on that a bit later.

First, let's discuss JJK's publishing:

From what I've gathered through different interviews, the high school setting was not Gege's original vision (which I'm willing to believe as that gets scrapped as fast as possible), and JJK0 had already been a compromise of the original idea, to make something a bit more marketable. I personally think 0 could have been left as a prototype and marked as non-canon when published, but I also get that it helps establish the world and several characters that the series hinges on. I understand why it was left as a prequel, especially when the main story was probably going to be scrapped but I think it being canon actually handicaps the main story.

I'll go beat by beat.

JJK0 reads well enough as a complete and standalone story because it at least sets up a goal, a villain, a stake, and resolves all of them by the end. Whether it's the most competent at doing that is not the point, but it accomplishes what it wants.

That said, Geto is a bad foil for Yuuta in the way the story plays out. Not that there's no basis for them to be good foils for each other, only that Yuuta's goal and Geto's goal don't stand in opposition to each other. Yuuta's involvement is based on his own morals, which again, isn't a plot hole or worthless as a concept, but in a narrative sense, there could be More.

It's easy for me to judge the creative decisions made throughout JJK's publishing in hindsight but I must give Gege grace in several aspects:

Writing comics is a difficult craft. Even more so planning an entire long-term series for a very demanding weekly publishing schedule. With how notoriously cutthroat Shounen Jump has been described, most new authors can't rely that their series won't be axed at some point. Neither can you be sure which of your ideas your editor(s) will deem as the one with most potential and that you'll be asked to develop or work on.

You can make a manuscript for a story that is very far removed from your original idea and have that end up being really lucrative without you having seriously developed the world enough in your head to do something too huge with it

You will make decisions in the story to get a finished draft that you will later figure out better alternatives for but may be unable to retcon as the story has now taken a different direction

JJK may be extremely successful but I understand fully that the job of planning and drawing a complete series with multiple plotlines and characters can be very daunting.

That all said, the overall writing in the series feels really half-baked and aimless even if things are constantly happening and moving. Especially with the ending, there ends up being very little semblance of an actual meaning or satisfying conclusion where it feels like character arcs were completed. So I will be critical and hopefully it makes sense.

Now, my main point here will be that Kenjaku and Geto are a huge thorn in the story because they're not a huge part of it but they result in a lot of impact. They are also extremely different personalities and goals that result in really different villain expectations and stakes. Actually, Kenjaku may be a bit too large-scale as a villain for the story JJK ends up being, especially when most of the plot is dedicated to Sukuna.

I will also say that Geto is relatively appropriate as the villain in JJK0, though, again, due to the fact that his goals are not set on Yuuta and Yuuta's are not set on stopping Geto, he feels more like the main villain of another story that Yuuta just happened to be in.

But Geto is not bad as a villain on his own, he's actually really effective, because:

He has ties to Gojo as a very pivotal part of his past that still haunts him (so this sets up the younger students surpassing Gojo as they defeat what he couldn't)

He has a lot of drive and conviction for what his goal is (regardless of how feasible his plans are, him being set on those goals makes him a proactive and emotional villain which is healthy for a battle shounen narrative)

His power is very high-level and versatile, he has experience and resources, which puts him well enough out of reach and makes him a challenge (even if Yuuta defeats him really fast, that's mostly a necessity for pacing's sake)

Most importantly, the things that make Geto a villain are actively opposed to what our main cast, and especially Yuuji, stand for. His supremacy ideals are uncomfortable but the fact that they're close to home means they elicit a lot of emotion. He has very human emotions tied to his arc/downfall and that can work really well if the end-all meaning of the series is 'every life is valuable'

In this sense, him dying in JJK0 really limits his potential as a character. From that point on, all we see of him are flashbacks or outright hallucinations/fantasies from other characters' point of view. The conclusion of Gojo killing him is not a bad nor a meaningless one. I can't fault Gege too much for going that route because hinting at his past with Gojo in the 0 volume adds more mystique to Gojo and the worldbuilding. I do wish, in hindsight, that his death didn't happen in JJK0, both so he could actually be present as himself in the main storyline, and because it's kind of lame that JJK0 is Yuuta's story yet Gojo is the one finishing the job. Again, Geto isn't Yuuta's villain and that weakens the overall impact of decisions and moments that are not bad on their own.

So, okay, JJK0 is completed and it's decided that with a little more work it can make it as a mainline WSJ series. And it's actually... not doing so hot at the start. I'm going to go a little Pepe Silvia here with my speculations about how things go down using my own experiences with creative work and what I've found from tidbits of interviews and Jump ratings over the years (which you can also view here).

The story dips in popularity relatively fast, which I would say is probably normal for a new series without a regular readership. Rankings are based on reader surveys where I believe you write down your top 3 series each week. In 2018, when JJK debuted there were a lot of established series with high-impact arcs going on at the time. Excluding One Piece, which will always take the top ranks, Demon Slayer, The Promised Neverland, Haikyuu!!, Boku no Hero Academia, and DR. STONE were all already established, extremely popular, and would all be taking up most of the top positions. Hunter X Hunter was also running for a few months at the time, from what I remember after a relatively short hiatus too, and it stuck around for a decent chunk of chapters. So the pressure on new serializations to succeed was high, I would imagine.

I don't have a source for this, though I've read a few statements that Yuuji's death would have been permanent when it happens early on. If this is true, whoever was the editor at the time was an angel for stopping that decision lol. If we take this to be true for real though, that would imply that Gege had plans for the plot to go in a very different direction only 10 chapters in. Which leads me to believe that the plot as it happens in reality was really not thought through in full detail but rather cobbled together by different plot-points that Gege wanted to make, as well as things that would create reader engagement. I am indeed implying that a lot of revelations and cliff-hangers are only there for shock-value, as it seems to have increased JJK's weekly ratings somewhat consistently.

This leads us to a tough spot very early on in a series' life cycle. And to be frank, the series starts incredibly fast. We get our hook with Sukuna immediately but then pull away to get Yuuji into the school and introduce Nobara. We get this in the span of about 7 chapters. Then, our still very fragile trio with very little in the way of an established dynamic is thrown in a mission that outclasses them greatly, ends with Sukuna taking over and Yuuji dying. That then leads us to Sukuna and Yuuji's binding vow (which I understand the setup for but actually matters very little, so it feels like a waste). The ratings at this point show a huge dip and then we're introduced to a new group of villains who seem to be in cahoots with Sukuna. The ratings spike drastically when the Jogo vs Gojo fight happens and Gojo reveals his face, power, and domain.

What I believed happened was that Gege was encouraged to add additional stakes aside from Sukuna as outside influence, and to reveal something interesting in a fight. I imagine Gojo had already been popular in the early chapters but it seems his Domain Expansion really cements his staying power. Unfortunately, this also means the story kind of gets a power cap. We don't yet have solid relationships in place between anybody (save for Gojo and Yuuji who act friendly and goof off so they have the most chemistry on screen) but we've established main antagonists as an immediate threat, and have revealed the ultimate power-up before even getting to Volume 2 of the manga. Technically, yes, the main villain is pretty much always established early, for example Shigaraki Tomura and his gang ambush the students really early in the series, but they're a manageable threat for the students. The threat is such where you feel tension because the students are inexperienced and still don't know each other well and it ends up being a good arc to establish a lot all at once - power dynamics, battle strategies, character introductions, etc. Shigaraki is hinted at in Chapter 10 but the League of Villains show up in Chapter 13. So even if the pace is fast, this is ample time for set ups.

Aside from the power creep, cap and ceiling that JJK is saddled with way too early for its own good, my next speculation is that Kenjaku wasn't fully planned to show up this early or possibly to even be in Geto's body. I could be completely wrong, of course. Perhaps Kenjaku was intended to be everything they end up being before even the first chapter was published. But I feel like Kenjaku is more of a utility rather than a real character.

Mostly because, Kenjaku is just... very convenient to use as a cop-out for any mystery or intrigue. They've been alive for 1000 years so they "planned" X, Y and Z years in advance; that sort of thing. Down to the fact that Kenjaku uses Geto's body is because Geto's power is just really convenient - even the story says it directly.

So now we have this moment where in the main story, a villain like Geto would have been a really good stepping stone, not only because of his past with Gojo but especially because of his power. There are never any limits established, you can pull out literally any kind of obstacle that you want from him and the audience will buy it. Unfortunately, he is "confirmed dead", so the next best option is apparently to retool him into a different character who will take over his body and be even more convenient. I don't at all hate the bodysnatching plot, mind you, I like the reveal quite a lot and it's sensible enough.

But I feel like, a lot of headaches could have been saved if it had turned out Geto had been spared in JJK0 so now he's back with a new plan. This doesn't negate Kenjaku existing either. My point is actually that Kenjaku and Sukuna are already extremely powerful and out of the main cast's league right from the beginning. Geto being alive and potentially being their ally would balance out the scales. Kenjaku could exist side by side with Geto even. As a shady advisor or informant.

I keep looking back at JJK and trying to reverse engineer where things went wrong, essentially. It's a favorite hobby of mine, apparently! I hate to say that it was planned poorly from the beginning because I'm a mere rando on the internet but my heart screams that there were so many things that could have been done to change things around. Because every arc is a mess that comes way too early.

Ideally, the story needed at least one arc before Yuuji was killed and resurrected, then another arc before we get to Mahito, and a training arc after Gojo is unsealed. A bare minimum of three additional arcs to add breathing room in the story. If not more.

So, let's talk about Kenjaku and why their role in the story saddens me. From the perspective of someone who actually really likes Kenjaku.

For starters, them being semi-main villain material but being killed before Sukuna deeply wastes their potential. I understand using Kenjaku as the more overwhelming, calculated and long-term evil compared to Sukuna's devastating but momentary in-your-face evil. Sukuna is the brawn but Kenjaku is the brains. I think it also makes sense metaphorically as Sukuna is likened to a calamity: he is completely uncontrollable and unpredictable but there are ways to recover and adapt around him. Kenjaku is like corruption - they're essentially immortal, unknowable, working from the shadows for centuries and hatching alliances with people to do their bidding. The issue that pokes a big ole' hole in this is that Kenjaku doesn't really have an end goal. Or rather, if the end goal is 'something interesting to happen' their actions throughout the plot don't really work cohesively. Regardless though, Kenjaku as a more eldritch villain that is actually the bigger threat makes sense. But also feels misplaced.

Before, when I talked about Yuuta and Geto not being good foils of each other - I think the same applies to Yuuji and Kenjaku. That's not even very apt as Yuuji actually has no contact with Kenjaku to consider them his own villain. Sukuna being Yuuji's villain is completely sensible and works really well, they are each other's foils. But Kenjaku is nobody's foil, basically. If you think about it, Kenjaku is more apt as a foil for Gojo: Gojo's actual main goal is nurturing his students to change the system from the inside, Kenjaku is in essence the one that can create and manipulate the system. In practice that's not really what Kenjaku represents at all, but I think it's an easy connection to make. Realistically, Kenjaku ought to have eyes and ears everywhere, they could even have spies and cohorts in the main clans and within the higher-ups. Adding allies to Kenjaku gives them credibility as a threat and mastermind, as otherwise they just know things because they know things, because they've been alive for a long time, and they win through asspulls instead of strategies and stalemates that add narrative tension.

That aside, Kenjaku is also Choso's foil, which also gets very little breathing room. But to that end, Yuuji and Kenjaku should be more tied together. Not only because of the plot relevant reasons. Not only because Yuuji is the main protagonist. But because at their core their values are in opposition. Kenjaku discards all life as a plaything, Yuuji cherishes life. It's right there, just out of reach!

Do you know who else is in direct opposition to Yuuji's ideals? Geto.

Geto is actually a perfect foil for Yuuji. I attest to this potential dynamic because despite them never meeting in canon, Geto/Yuuji is an extremely popular ship in Japan, people clocked it and ran with it. Shipping aside as not everyone cares for it (though I believe it's a very useful metric for analyzing fandom engagement), Geto actually embodies the perfect villain for Yuuji:

Their powers are very similar in their execution - absorbing curses. The shared experience of knowing what curses taste like.

The feeling of being 'trapped' as a sorcerer and being used for your power and what that means to both characters. Yuuji accepts his role as a cog in the machine, he sacrifices himself time and time again. Geto struggles against working in service to others he deems lesser. This could open up questions such as 'what if Yuuji chose to side with Sukuna?', 'what if Yuuji decided that Geto has a point?', 'what would a conversation between these two be when it comes to their positions as sorcerers?'

Geto is only second to Sukuna in the actual aggression he feels for humanity. In fact, Sukuna doesn't even hate humans, he just loves carnage, he just wants to let loose and establish control. Geto fancies himself a philosopher, in a way, he has very specific goals he wants to achieve. And Geto's goals align with Sukuna quite a lot, contrasting Yuuji even more. In fact, Yuuji would probably be capable of sympathizing with Geto to some degree, or to understand where his initial pain comes from. The fact that Yuuji starts the series incapable of using cursed energy but grows his power consciously and with effort makes him an interesting possibility for Geto's plans. He pivots to mass murder very fast, but his initial goal is inspired by the idea of figuring out how to lessen curses. If Yuuji was able to go from 'a curseless monkey' to a sorcerer, then wouldn't it be possible to replicate this with other non-sorcerers? There's a lot of potential in that

I hope with this I can convince someone else of my own agenda that there could have been a timeline where JJK had Geto and Kenjaku as separate people in separate bodies and still be entertaining. I might just be saddened by the fact that now since it's over, I know for certain that no further closure will be achieved. Which is kind of sadder than just the fact that it ended.

I will rant more in the future because I'm simply never done talking about Geto and how I wish there was More but at least I got this out of my head lol

ALSO extremely sad we never got a Kenjaku flashback, I wish we got more about their previous lives and actions, that is the biggest missed opportunity for me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[nathank77]

5/17/24

10:15 p.m

I got my hdcp bypasser to work yesterday.I did absolutely nothing special but fuck with wires for over 45 minutes and all of sudden eurica.

The only trick I learned was load the game up. It can bypass it but when you have the ps3 menu up and then load the game it goes to a black screen and then the Hdcp error gets thrown up bc it disconnects to the tv i guess..... but I can't tell you what I did special to get it to bypass it beyond that with the wires.....

Idk if I'm going to keep it. I took full advantage of it just bc I still may return it. Sure it bypasses it but only after 45 minutes of fucking with wires and the screen between the menu and the game loading breaks the handshake....rendering it useless unless you load the game first. Once I turned the game off it said no video lmfao

I have until May 30th to return it... I may just fuck with wires and enjoy it until then... as it should be plug and play... but I want to play my old silent hill games... so I mean idk... something smelled like it smoked... that's what bypassing hdcp is like despite it not being illegal.... thank you PS3! anyways I'm glad I got to record the greatest hits version of silent hill 2. Despite being all the clicks but one on each video I posted... I'm also the likes too.. I'm getting desperate bc click rate matters all my videos get filtered to invisible land bc I get hardly any views..

I took 1MG of Xanax, 25MG of Hydroxyzine and 2MG of Melatonin at 3:30 a.m... I passed out around 5:20 maybe. I woke up at 7:51 a.m needing to pee wayy too bad to ignore it... so I took Benadryl 25MG and fell back to sleep after eating a Think Protein Bar. I slept until 12:30 p.m. I kinda woke up a lot but kept falling back to sleep... I know I shouldn't have to drug myself so much just to sleep but this is my life now and I don't get the best quality sleep but I sleep.. so that's all that matters..

Anyways- I did my disability appt the close out letter was a error which infuriated me. I didn't show it to the representative though.. and now I am scheduled out into July... she told me to call every week and see if he got his final determination... I'm annoyed af. Cause like the drugs I got to take to sleep just to wake up at that fucking time.... anyways it won't happen again cause I'll call weekly.

I tried to get a hold of the licensure department to confirm they got my report. I can't get anyone to pick up after 30 minutes of waiting...so I emailed them tonight referencing my tracking number and when I shipped it and when It said delivered I provided the tracking number and everything asking for a confirmation from the department.

I also went to New Hampshire and got cigarettes. I cleaned out my car when I was there. When I get my oil change I'm getting a full car wash and detailing to clean up the leaves and dirt and shit and wipe down my dashboard and shit. I also have to figure out how to put freon in my car. It's coolish. The compressor is working and once I replaced the fuse the air started coming out of it but- it could be cooler and nicer...

So I already have freon I guess I'll figure it out. In June I've had Beauty for a decade. So I'm going to get that oil change and the car wash. I might do a tune up depending on the cost... if it's like 80$ and what they replace of course.. I got to call and ask but I'm looking to do that the 28th. Hopefully I can do the freon before that.

The drive was okay. Going home I cried hysterically about Nala. I ugly cried. Hardcore as I drove home. I guess I still got to cope with it. I don't want to say more I want to cry typing about it.

I also had some mental images of her dead. So that's great.

I'm starving. I still got to check my car. I made dinner, veggies burgers with vegan bacon its really good actually the bacon and the veggie burgers lol and then I'm going to do that and maybe shave my head. I got to set up my sleep pill too which is stressful with ocd and the hallucination....

So the rest of the night will be fun lol not really.. I'm worried about sleeping on the half MG of xanax bc I had to do the 1mg last night. I also had 2 Red Bulls to get me through the day.

I have to go grocery shopping tomorrow, and do laundry.. so that's cool but Sunday I can relax and hopefully use my HDCP bypasser and play silent hill something. Idk what yet.

I took some photos of myself in the bathroom bc I'm wearing this white shirt and I look good as fuck. I have like 9 or so and I like all them but they all look the same lol the self love and overconfidence is overflowing.

I had a weird mental picture on the car ride home of a naked trans guy who was buff but it was rather segmented. I knew what it was but- like it was very unclear..

It was psychosis trying to say no matter how buff I get I will never have a dick. Cause I'm hardcore considering working out and also fun fact I have no desire to get bottom surgery. At all.

What's so great about cis penis? The image made me horny a little of the naked buff transguy like I could look like that..of course there was some self hate but not really cause it's hot.. like 1 out of 10 for self hate and 9 out of 10 for horny lol

The only thing a cis penis is good for is babies and penetration.. I get it some girls like it, and the g spot and all that but the majority of cis gendered relationships the girl doesn't cum.... every person I've ever been with cums every single time and my next girlfriend will too if I ever find one..

I mean also what can't a dildo do that a cis penis can? Move and pulsate. So I get that that might be awesome but some fancy dildos can do that but I wouldn't wear anything like that anyways. You take my body as it is or you don't have to. I like my body.

The whole biological children thing sucks but I mean- if I wanted to go through procedures technically I could get a girl pregnant and or carry myself but I'd never do either especially carry.. but both never ever. And I've thought about it- my genetics are broken. Idk if we need anymore of us. There are so many kids in broken homes and orphaned and they need love and I have a lot to give.

I'd love to see my eyes or my nose but depending on my partner I'd love to see her eyes. Like Elise for example if somehow she could carry a child that is biologically mine I'd be disappointed if they had my eyes.... something I love about her children despite the fact that I may never meet them is they have her eyes and they look like her. And yea. So I don't need a child to be biologically mine although if I end up with Stacey I mean- one of the only pluses is my name being on the birth certificate. Skin cell babies aren't really a thing but being involved in the whole pregnancy would be cool although it doesn't matter. I just want kids to love me as much as I love them and be seen as a father figure.

I feel like when I wrote that about Stacey It made it sound like I wouldn't be happy if I ended up with a mother who didn't want more kids. That is not even remotely true. It would be a plus to be on the birth certificate/be apart of the pregnancy. I can't lie. It would be great to have a skin cell baby or to help pick a donar who looks a little like me, a short Italian with glasses lol I feel like the glasses at a young age are required but yea. Idc honestly.

All I want is to be apart of a family to be needed and loved and receive a father day card and be depended on and loved. I would like to be called dad but it is not required the father's day card would be a dream. I tear up thinking about it. Nathan is good enough I never get tired of hearing it.

Anyways I just wanted to clear that up. As when I think about being with Stacey I try to see the very few, "positives." And when I imagine a mystery girl it's like tbh idc if she wanted to get pregnant or already has kids. I JUST WANT KIDS. That's all.

Whelp I got to check my car and then take a shower at least. I hope I fall asleep easily. I am truly worried. Tomorrow I'm going to have a red bull day with silent hill if I can get home from the stop and shop quickly enough.

When I go to the dentist I'm going to get an estimate for the teeth sealant regardless of back pay since it still isn't a thing. I'm hoping it's affordable enough cause I'd go through with one of them to start at least and the second a few months later... although I likely won't get a 6 month cleaning... but I won't need it as badly if that stupid groove wasn't plaque central. The other one isn't too bad...but one is brown and it drives me crazy with all the stuff I do to take care of my teeth...

I'm also worried about getting to my bloodwork/t shot on Wednesday but I guess I'll worry about that later...

Erin can see me until at least the end of May. She doesn't know if she can after due to her losing her license. At that point I may just go to two days a week with Mike so I don't have to look for another therapist and get rejected by so many therapists due to being trans and having auditory hallucinations...

I'm probably going to join planet fitness the 1st of the month, the start up is expensive but I'm going to hit my super prime. 👌

June I only have the cardiologist minus my biweekly t shot. So yea. I hope the complaint for Kristen is taken seriously and isn't thrown out bc I'm "crazy."

[octoberscrye]

Tobi shrugged, unable to really meet his gaze. It was enough that it happened, and she had to duke it out with her bio professor (and then her brother) about it, it was more she admitted it even happened. The idea of bringing it up to her advisor sounded like a hot mess she was hoping to avoid. If she passed, it was her revenge. Well, it was spite. She wasn't sure if it was revenge, showing up and staring at that awful woman every Tuesday and Thursday.

Still, she was easily distracted, letting out a cackle at his remark about her language.

"Oh, have you now? I must know, was it more creatively placed curses, or were they truly unspeakable words that even I would never let pass my lips?"

Her grin was wide again, her eyes seeking his face in some attempt to read his response from his expression. There they were. Soon to be ex-student and professor, talking shit and (in his case) drinking. Were either of them supposed to be doing that? Probably not. Would October say a word to anyone? Absolutely not. She'd miss his company too much.

Oh, yeah.

That was going to end soon.

Tobi pouted her lower lip dramatically, her eyebrows scrunched together.

"Oh come on, you'll find another trainwreck humanities major to keep you on your toes, won't you?"

She teased him gently, but there was an acknowledgement there. The routine had become so solid that it coming to an end was actually a little bittersweet. Tobi shifted a little and reached to tuck her hair away from her face. She knew well that nobody else would give it to her straight like he did, and that she couldn't really bond with anyone else like they did, either.

"Don't think I'll find another professor willing to talk shit, though. I mean...I still have to come back next semester. You know, it's like you have to keep coming back to get a degree or something." Tobi smirked.

"If your schedule stays the same, mine probably is gonna be similar. Hopefully less angry bio professors, but generally the same set up. So if you decide that you do enjoy my presence outside of a polite tolerance because I'm in your class, I might stop by from time to time."

Talking to someone who saw her as an intelligent adult was refreshing. Her brother had a habit of only seeing her as the baby sister, emphasis on baby. Other people infantilized her for various reasons.

It was respect. The thing she was going to miss was respect. Tobi drew in a breath.

"I'll miss your class. Even if I hate writing papers. At some point, I was pretty sure you're a sadist..." She paused, looked him up and down, then smirked.

"Jury's still out on that one. You're the one who's gotta grade them, so, joke's on you."

It was one thing to be a horrible teacher because you were just a miserable person and couldn't help but spread that energy around. But to be impatient with someone over their needs as a learner? Nothing upset Jamie more. Avery grew up dyslexic and the memories were plentiful of him and his ex-wife Lily having to advocate for her. It wasn't hard to believe that an educator could still be that way—some people just weren't going to evolve enough to be that smart—but it was still angering.

He shook his head. "I'm so sorry," he said, his tone sincere and a bit annoyed, giving the blonde across from him a sympathetic look that hopefully gave it away that he wasn't directing any ill feelings toward her. "That's a serious thing. You should have a talk with your advisor about that."

And he would intervene, but he felt like there was a boundary there. Jamie wasn't going to cross it or do anything that made Tobi uncomfortable. He'd miss their hangouts a little too much. Regardless, he gave her a stern look; one that he hoped communicated he'd be on her side.

At least her spirits were up over the whole thing. October was a tough girl; it was the kind of thing he could tell the moment she entered his classroom. He didn't have to water down a single thing with her.

Jamie snickered, loosening up a bit when she'd let another profanity slip. "Quit apologizing," he reassured her. "I've heard and said way worse than that." Besides, it was kinda funny. On the outside, she looked sweet and innocent, so whenever she cursed like a sailor he was rather amused.

He emptied out the last of his whiskey pour, deciding against having more. After all, he had a whole pile of papers to get to grading... eventually. They could grow dust and he wouldn't be bothered. After stowing the bottle and glass back into his desk drawer by his feet, he faced Tobi again, cracking a smile.

"Eh, you were willing and excited to learn. Nobody's perfect," he said, a look on his face as if to say except me. "And anyway, any teacher'd tell you that showing up's half the battle. I'll miss you in class next year." Ah, yes. The semester was coming to an end.

[nikoadari]

I Think I'm Dating a Fae, Chapter 5

March 18

Dear Diary,

We’re here!

We finally made it. I thought that flight would never end!

We touched down last night (technically this morning; it was like 4 am) and Sol called a cab to drive us to his house. I knew it was kind of out there, in the middle of the woods, but Sol never said his house was on a goddam mountain an hour away from civilization.

The kids slept through it all – lucky them – so we carried them inside and put them in the guest room, which will be their new room until we go home.

I don’t even remember crashing into bed ourselves. I was too tired to even write anything. It was definitely a mistake to take such a long flight. The kids weren’t ready, I wasn’t ready, Sol…well, Sol was ready, but he’s used to this kind of thing.

Or so I thought.

I woke up a few times in the night. I couldn’t really tell why; I wasn’t thirsty or in need of a bathroom break. I couldn’t even really tell if I was actually awake or just having a dream.

Sol was always muttering, though, each time I woke up. I didn’t understand much; it was in another language I don’t know. I don’t think I’ve ever heard him use that one before, actually, but he sounded…frustrated.

He was facing away from me usually, but the last time I woke up he was standing at the window, still muttering to himself. I must have called out to him because he whipped around like I startled him before coming to me and kissing my forehead just like the kids.

That was the last time I woke up in the night.

It’s around 10 in the morning now, and the jet lag is making me just a little more prone to stabbing than normal. Sol offered to take the kids out while I cleaned up breakfast so I wouldn’t kill them all, so that’s great.

About breakfast, though. Apparently Sol hired someone to stock the fridge with groceries so we could eat in the morning?? How is that even a thing??? I know he’s rich but it’s the little things like this that freak me out the most.

I checked on them when I was done, and Sol was teaching Yasminehow to chop wood. Yeah. That’s right. Let that sink in.

Of course I went out there to ask him “what the actual hell is my seven year old doing with a hatchet right now?” but Sol just said it was “fine” and to “trust him.”

Am I insane? That’s insane, right? Yasmine didn’t look injured or stressed out or anything, but she’s seven!

Ramon was there, cheering each time the axe came down, because apparently five is “too little” to hold an axe but sevenis a-okay. God, if my children become axe-murderers one day I am absolutely blaming Sol.

The only reason I didn’t go absolutely haywire on all of them is because Yasmine actually split one of the logs down the middle while we were arguing. In one blow. With an axe. It was a small log (Sol made some just for her, apparently) but it was still cool and showed that she already had a good amount of control over the little hatchet. And the wood didn’t fly everywhere and hit us like I thought it would, either. It just fell right next to the old stump she was splitting it on.

I really hope she doesn’t become an axe-murderer.

Anyway, after that I figured it was probably fine. Sol was watching and the kids were having fun so I just helped monitor for a while until they finished. I was working up the courage to ask Sol about what he was doing last night, or if I was just having a weird dream, but then – you won’t believe this – Sol put his hands together like he was praying and bowed his head to the forest.

He literally said, “Thank you for offering us protection and warmth,” and then just started picking up the wood pieces like nothing happened!

And of course the kids started asking questions because, um, what the actual heck, and Sol told them, “It’s polite to say ‘thank you’ when you borrow someone else’s belongings.”

And he was just so…nonchalant. Like it was the most normal thing in the world to bow the goddam forest and thank it after chopping wood. Oh, and of course the kids, (my sweet, precious, polite babies whom I love and adore), of course they decided they should be polite, too, and thanked the trees.

Fantastic. Awesome. Unbelievable.

And you know I couldn’t tell them not to! If I did, they would be upset about me “being impolite to the forest” or whatever and I would be indirectly undermining Sol’s beliefs, too. How did we get here without ever discussing this?

I stopped questioning the fae-adjacent on weird woodland shenanigans a long time ago, and so has my family for the most part, but how am I supposed to explain our kids doing this when we get home?? When we went on a walk through the woods later Ramon and Yasmine thanked all the trees on the path for providing shade individually. It was a really nice walk otherwise, but come on.

Look, I’m not shaming Sol for being like this. I know he’s weird. I love him because of anddespite it. Kinda thought he was joking whenever he thanked the trees in the park for their shade, so it’s a little surprising, but…I’m just saying that doing this kind of thing is exactly why I’m questioning if he’s even human.

I blame myself. This is what I get for choosing to love an eccentric.

About that walk, though. Aside from the kids doing their thing (and Sol eventually told them that they should be polite to the animals by not disrupting them as much as possible. Translation: “be quiet”), there were some really strange things in the forest.

Sol still looked nervous, and he was jumpier than normal, too. He kept glancing at the trees and bushes like he was looking for something specific. Whatever he’s searching for, it’s never there, and I could tell he wasn’t happy about it.

Of course I asked what was the matter, but he brushed me off, saying he had spent too much time in the city. Okay, then….

There were some other strange things, too. Normal-strange this time, thankfully.

Why do I even have to distinguish that?

I never knew there were so many different types of mushroom. All the trees look so different than the ones back home. The air feels different, too. Cleaner. It’s easier to breathe out here.

It’s kind of eerie, that it’s just so quiet. Sort of. There’s this really loud, buzzing bug thing called a “cicada” that never. Shuts. Up. But even with that, and the river we found on our walk, when we all stopped and just stood there, I realized that I couldn’t hear much of anything. We’re so far from the city. I almost missed the background noise of it, but this is a nice change.

We stayed there for a while just watching the world do its thing. It was peaceful but buzzing with life at the same time, and just being there made me feel so strange….

And then Yasmine ran straight into the river. Almost. Sol caught her, and when he turned around he looked…I’ve never seen him so terrified before in my life.

But who wouldn’t be? She was about to just dive in without even knowing how to swim! The river’s pretty fast in the middle, and probably deep enough to sweep her away.

We both had to scold her for not thinking before she acts. I don’t like yelling at my kids, but this time I had to. If Sol hadn’t been there…I don’t even want to think about it. Sol almost seemed more afraid than I was. He pushed us all away from the water, so far we couldn’t see it anymore, and I heard him swear a few times in Spanish.

He almost never swears, especially around the kids.

Yasmine said sorry over and over again, and Ramon was clinging to me. I’m pretty sure we scared him by accident with the yelling. At least he’ll never do that. Yasmine promised she wouldn’t run in without thinking again. She was pretty shaken. She said she saw a fish in the river and wanted to chase it which, okay, I understand, but…Sol seemed the most shaken by that, if I’m being honest.

He was asking her questions about the fish. The color, if it had one or two fins, things that make no sense! I almost lost it when he started asking those questions, but when she told him it was purple he looked angrier than I had ever seen him.

He was done he told her to never, ever follow it again. He said it was a dangerous fish and that if she ever touched it, its poison would kill her. He only stopped when Yasmine began to cry. We both said sorry for shouting, but the important thing was that the kids understood the danger. We all had a hug and went home.

Sol said there are other rivers nearby and if they’re good today, he’ll teach them how to swim and catch the “safe” fish, the ones that aren’t poisonous.

We had a talk later. He never told me that there were poisonous fish here. He’d told me it was safe, and I’d believed him. He told me that they weren’t meant to be here. They’re invasive, and he hadn’t thought anyone would introduce them this far up in the mountains. That almost made sense to me, but he wouldn’t look me in the eye as he said it.

He always looks me in the eye.

I know Sol isn’t a liar. I do! Since we met, he’s always been 100% honest with me about everything, but this…I don’t know what to make of this.

[sonderkore]

✉ extraordinary attorney woo | ep 14 thoughts heartbreaks, hanbadaz, and heading towards the big bad

first things first: this is youngwoo's best outfit END OF DISCUSSION

(and the fact that they match too)

↳ heartbreaks i'm gonna address this first because i already wrote a very emotional post about it (that i sort of regret doing now).

the breakup scene was painful to watch but pushing my attachment aside, nothing felt out of place. they showed us the whys and hows of youngwoo making this decision, how much it actually hurts her. junho is capable of being upset, and him snapping like that isn't ooc either. and to really push the angst in deep, they showed us the breakup scene in the middle of the episode followed by the aftermath aka the YEARNING. and we'll get more of that in the next ep.

i honestly thought they'd leave it at the very end, but this is better, i think? because we saw that there's still hope. there's room to talk and work things out because they still, clearly, like each other very much. this is all just a block on the road they need to kick away.

(i'm way too emotionally attached to this relationship, so if it doesn't end in marriage i'll riot)

junho getting cutesy pouty drunk was funny, and then pair it up with geurami and minsik singing a song about breakups.

but youngwoo the entire time :( her first heartbreak. at the plane back to seoul, when they focused on her fixing her seatbelt because junho reminded her to wear it properly in the last ep, WHAT WAS THE REASON??? she misses him so much but she doesn't do anything about it because she wants to do what she thinks is best for junho.

i also can't believe that it was minwoo who gave junho a somehow rational reason as to why she broke up with him. i don't like agreeing with him. i was almost going to give him a chance then and there, BUT of course, he just had to say that breaking up was for the best because junho "can't handle youngwoo," and then we're back to regular scheduled programming of hating his ass.

imzeroclock on twt provided a translation of his slip up, and he was actually referring to the secret of her birth. it sets up what's about to happen next week.

overall, eunbin and taeoh did great! i'm still BROKEN. seeing them apart while eating was painful. (if we get lunch scenes where they're sitting in different tables next week but all they keep doing is steal glances at each other, i'm gonna scream)

but, again, i want to have hope - even if that failed me last time. but it was clear this time around. there's still a chance. they'll be okay.

↳ hanbadaz myeongseok's babies are all grown up!

after the offer myeongseok made to the abbot, the three rookies were inspired and had done something similar for the haengbok noodles owner. youngwoo's words of affirmation to myeongseok was what he needed, and seeing these two's mentor-mentee relationship bloom is so wholesome and the best thing about ep 14.

bless youngwoo for not giving up on trying to find the owner all for the sake of myeongseok. we're seeing her shine brighter each episode, becoming more aware of the people around her and their needs. i love her character so much.

the squad eating noodles was a heartwarming scene, and although it can be read that something bad might happen to myeongseok like he's saying goodbye, i don't think they can fit that in the last two eps. next week will all be about youngwoo and overcoming everything that was thrown at her.

which is why i feel like myeongseok's arc is complete now? he won't be working in the next ep because he'll undergo surgery and is hopefully recovering. that's why the rookies are under atty jang now. but i hope he comes back soon.

no major comments about minwoo and suyeon. it was bound to happen. if that becomes a tool to shape minwoo's arc, then sure whatever. but i know that suyeon liking minwoo won't change her love and urge to protect youngwoo from him. (she still deserves better because he's still an ableist asshole)

geurami tho T-T i'm glad she's going to start getting over minwoo!! you deserve better babie! if it's mr hairy, then i'll root for you two!

↳ heading towards the big bad ceo han is the literal definition of gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss

i remember when she acted so shocked that papa gwangho would assume that she hired youngwoo to use her against taesumi, AND YET

i'm not siding with either ceo han or taesumi. i hope myeongseok and his kids leave at some point and ceo han's schemes are uncovered. i hope taesumi doesn't get the position. although, i do feel more sympathetic towards taesumi because of her past. but how she's acting towards youngwoo is rubbing me off the wrong way.

i'm on youngwoo's side through and through. i hope she defeats them both.

with everything that youngwoo's been through, she'll get through the aftermath of whatever plan ceo han has. she has her friends by her side, thank god for suyeon and geurami, but we all know she's tough and badass on her own. SHE'S A SMART BADDIE

(that preview tho. i'm a sucker for tropes where character A is in danger and character B, hopelessly in love with A, overcome with worry, runs to protect them. GIVE ME AN HOUR OF THAT)

anyway. is ep 14 a bad ep? i'm torn to be honest. i wish we didn't get angst, but i also want to give it a chance and see where they lead with it. the entire jeju-do trip was heartbreaking and then heartwarming, a whole rollercoaster. but i enjoyed a lot of the scenes in it and i'm currently an emotional wreck.

do i think it's rushed? we'll see i guess? it's hard to say it is with finality when there are still 2 eps left. but if they squeeze in too much drama in the final ep and not a lot of junho and youngwoo being domestic and married, then yes it is.

but, again, this is just me rambling. i'll see you guys soon!

[deobi-scenes]

matchmaker— lee h.j.

synopsis | when it comes to love and matchmaking, y/n is the perfect person for the job. Despite her successful career, ironically, y/n finds it hard to find love. What happens if the matchmaker herself is set up for a date that will hopefully change her life?

theme | romance, fluff

word count | 3.5 k

“guess what? I heard client 4913 and client 4914 are engaged!” Se Hee, my co-worker said blasting through our office.

She placed a coffee mug on my desk and sat on the edge of her desk.

“so… I’ve heard. Let’s just send them a gift basket later.” I said typing away.

There were tons of inquiries and things to be done to get the matchmaking business smooth and ready.

‘Made4u’ is Se Hee’s and I’s business plan back when we were in college. What started as a mere business for grades turned out to be one of the trendiest apps and businesses in Seoul.

“ Se Hee, I’ve been receiving lots of complains regarding the app. Have our IT team fix it please.”

“ I already did. You know what, I’m older than you and yet you act like you are already in your 40s” she teased as she wrote on our big schedule board.

Se Hee was all teasing and banter but when she got serious, she was really like an older sister for me.

“ I’m sorry… I’m just a bit pressured and overwhelmed with all the love we’ve been receiving and-”

“loosen up, y/n.” she smiled half-heartedly.

" you know what, you're right. A few hours won't hurt right?" I said finally closing my laptop.

" yes and I need help with sorting these." she said handing me over an ipad that contained information and pictures about our clients.

I scanned through each profile making sure that they were 'clean' and fit for our matchmaking process when I stumbled upon an interesting profile.

my old happy crush, Lee Hyunjae.

"is... there something wrong with him?" Se Hee suddenly said making me focus back on his profile.

" n-no. I just know him from way back." I said handing back the ipad to her.

" oh... I see."

I've made up a bunch of scenarios in my mind thinking why on earth the most popular kid in high school will use a matchmaking app. MY matchmaking app.

To my dispute, no reasonable and realistic scenario popped inside my head.

---

Hyunjae's POV

" oh come on. All my friends use this. It has a guarantee rate of 99.99%" Eric whined following me all over the apartment which I share with him and Jacob.

" yeah... I know how hot topic it is but why do I have to get myself involved with all this nonsense?"

"hey, love isn't nonsense." Jacob shouted from the kitchen.

"he's right and who knows, with all these matchmaking, you might just find your true love."

---

y/n's POV

Se Hee just called in sick leaving all the work for the day to me. I've been going around Seoul and interviewing people left and right. It was an exhausting process but it got the job done.

"so, tell me, where is 91397 again?" I asked Se Hee on the phone making my way over to a quaint café the profile's pin led me to.

" says here on my tablet, he's probably inside the café right now."

"okay, I'll go meet him." I said hanging up

I went inside and was immediately greeted by the beautiful aroma of coffee and pastries.

"good morning." A barista greeted as I bowed back and looked around to check if my client 91397 is here. Considering that the cafe is small, finding him or her would be a breeze.

I scanned the room and immediately my eyes landed on a very familiar face.

Lee Hyunjae.

I double checked my ipad and that's when his profile started to reveal his picture. It was indeed him.

The beauty of the Made4U app was that it kept the identity of the person hidden until you 'match' or at least when the app matches you together. We believed that the element of surprise contributed well to the process of genuine matchmaking.

It wasn't an exception for Se Hee and I. Every time we would meet clients, we would only see their full profile once the app reveals it.

I shut my eyes together and hoped for the best.

' be professional y/n.' I said mentally scolding myself for being nervous.

I walked over to where his table was and greeted him.

"uh, hello. You must be client 91397. I'm Kim y/n from Made4U." I said putting my hand out for him to shake.

I knew that he was just as surprised as I was because his eyes went wide.

"Kim y/n as in Hanlim's Kim y/n?" He said shaking my hand.

" the one and only." I said smiling at him

'so far, so good.'

" oh, please have a seat. Do you want anything?"

"just iced americano please." I said. I was about to grab my purse when I found him already making his way to the cashier.

His features have gone more mature and his physique looks stronger and well built.

'what are you doing, snap out of it.'

I immediately shook my head and proceeded to look at his profile.

Moments later, he came back with Iced Americano and croissant.

" this café serves the best croissants in the area. You should try it." he said sitting back on his seat."

"oh, thank you so much. I'll just pay you-"

"no need, it's my treat."

I just nodded and proceeded to get my ipad pencil and scribble on the ipad.

"so, once again, thank you for choosing Made4U. Before we proceed with the matchmaking process and helping you find love, I would just like to ask some questions. Would that be okay?"

" sure, feel free to ask me anything."

"okay, so Mr. Hyunjae-ssi, why did you decide to join Made4U?" I looked up at him. I was lowkey curious of his answer because I would finally hear from himself why he used the app.

" well, to be honest, I didn't really make the profile myself. It was done by a younger friend of mine who thought that it was a good avenue to find love."

I scribbled whatever he said and proceeded to the next question.

"so, what are you looking forward to in Made4U?"

"I don't really expect much but if it'll help me find love, then I will be amazed."

" I see, I see. So, can you tell me a little something about your ideal girl or at least someone you look forward to dating?"

"hmmm, I'm looking at her right now."

I looked at him wide-eyes and expected that he will smirk or something but instead he smiled.

' be professional.'

"o-oh come on. You almost got me there. But really, what is your ideal type Mr. Hyunjae-ssi."

"then... someone who I can click well with."

"okay, so I got necessary information I need. We'll just be processing this and hopefully through us you will find someone who is Made4U."

I closed my ipad and put it back on my bag.

" uh, y/n do you have somewhere else to be?" Hyunjae suddenly spoke.

"not that I know of. I think you're my last client of the day." I said checking my phone to see if there were any other schedules set by Se Hee.

he nodded and said,

" do you... perhaps want to catch up? Spiderman is showing and I remember how much you love him."

"sure, I would love that." I smiled.

He and I went outside the café and walked over to his car.

He owned a Mercedes Benz. It suited him well.

He gladly opened the door for me, sat on the driver seat and drove off.

He and I were talking about each other’s lives trying to catch up with whatever was going on with our lives.

"you drive a mustang?" he said surprised

"yeah.. it got me out and about faster than public transport." I said scratching the back of my head.

" I'm impressed, y/n."

"thank you and likewise? You sure do keep your car clean for a guy.” I blurted out; not even thinking about a word I said.

He just chuckled at my remark and sped away until we stopped in a cinema complex.

he parked the car and we went inside the cinema.

" I'll go buy the tickets." He said

"but you already treated me earlier. Don't make me feel bad."

" it's nothing really. If you want, you can get the snacks."

I just nodded my head and went over to the snack station and bought some snacks.

considering that I do not know what Hyunjae would like, I bought two sets of caramel pop corn and cola.

Moments after, he came back and stood beside me.

“well, I bought the tickets but we would have to wait for another 35 minutes before it starts.” he said looking at his watch.

“hmmm… why don’t we sit there for the mean time?” I asked pointing over to the empty chairs in front of the glass window.

Hyunjae helped me with carrying the snacks and got settled.

The silence was killing me so I just blurted out whatever was on my mind.

“so… what does the legendary Lee Hyunjae do now?”

“well, I work in a bank as a senior consultant and do some modeling here and there but believe me, compared to the models you see, I am nothing.”

“what? You definitely aren’t nothing. You weren’t called THE most popular and handsome kid in school just to be called that. All of the girls back in highschool wanted to get noticed by you.” I said recalling the time back when we were in highschool.

“ I only noticed one girl though.” He mumbled. It was almost inaudible for me to hear but I knew he said those words.

“so… what about you? What are you doing now?” He asked looking intently at me.

“I don’t want to appear as if I’m bragging but I co-own Made4U-”

“what?! you co-own one of the hottest apps in Seoul?” he shouting. People soon heard his voice and looked at us weirdly.

Absentmindedly. I held his hand and shushed his lips.

Before regaining my senses, I immediately removed my hands from his and looked away.

I saw him also looking away but the faint rosy tint on his cheeks seemed like he was blushing.

‘did I just make Lee Hyunjae blush?’

“i-it’s not like that. I mean, we still have a long way to go.”

“if you don’t mind me asking, why matchmaking?”

Out of the many questions asked by interviewers and hosts, it was the very first time someone asked me that.

I thought long and deep before arriving at an answer.

“I guess I just love the idea that somewhere out there, there are two people destined for each other and I am just an instrument for them to find each other.”

“ so basically, you are like modern cupid?” he teased

“ I guess so I mean, Hyun joo paid me to set you guys up back in -”

‘shit.’

��——

Hyunjae’s POV

“ I guess so I mean, I set you up with Hyun joo back in -”

I looked at y/n whose eyes turned wide.

*Flash back 6 years ago.*

“another note for the pretty boy.” Kyungwoo, one of my classmates teased as I looked at my desk to see a note stuck on it.

‘ good luck on your basketball game later.’

my thoughts were interrupted when a voice called.

“Hyunjae-ssi.”

I looked around to see y/n holding a sports drink on her hand. She handed it over to me and said,

“here. Hyun joo wanted to give this to you.” she smiled half-heartedly.

“T-thanks.” I said slightly disappointed.

“good luck on your basketball game later. Fighting.” she said before going out of the room.

It had been a series of Hyunjoo “coincidentally” bumping in to me and y/n.

There was one time where y/n invited me to a cafe only to be left with Hyunjoo.

Eventually, Hyunjoo and I dated. It was fun at first but the spark was definitely not there.

I know to myself that there was only girl for me.

———

y/n POV

There really isn’t wrong with him but I know that I’ve betrayed him. Of course, he was smart enough to know it but I was the one who kept pushing it.

“ let’s go… the movie is about to start.” I mumbled and he just nodded.

He and I went inside the cinema proper and went to our seats.

For the past 25 years, it was the very first time that I felt tormented in watching a movie.

whenever I would sneak glances, Hyunjae was just there completely quiet.

‘you messed up.’

despite my favorite Marvel character playing on the big screen, I could only look at Hyunjae. I felt so bad.

To add to a once happy day, I knocked over my cola pouring it all over my body.

“shit.” I cursed

It was a good thing that there weren’t much people around to witness my humiliating scene.

“here, wear this.” Hyunjae suddenly spoke taking off his sweater leaving him in his white shirt.

“aren’t you going to be cold-”

“please y/n. Just wear it for me.” he said looking intently right through my eyes making me nod in response.

After the fight scene, I hurried over to the ladies room and changed into his sweater.

I went out back to our seats only to be greeted by the ending credits.

The lights turned on and revealed an amused Hyunjae.

“so, what happened?”

“Venom is will be on the next movie!” he excitedly cheered as we made our way out and back at the parking.

“this was fun.” Hyunjae suddenly said

“it… was and Hyunjae, I’m sorry for -”

“don’t worry about it. It’s what you’re good at.” he said smiling halfheartedly

“uh… I’ll return your sweater I promise just give me your address.”

I took out my phone and handed it over to him so that he could type in his address. After some time, he returned my phone with his number and address.

“Lee Hyunjae 🐻”

“I didn’t expect you to be fond of bears but…okay.”

“ your other contacts doesn’t have an emoji and I wanted to have a special place; even not in your heart yet.”

he said cooly opening the passenger door for me and went on the driver seat.

I couldn’t really process my train of thoughts because of Hyunjae’s flirting or whatever you call it.

‘wait, is he flirting with me?’

“ l-let’s go.” I said showing him my address.

it was a silent but a peaceful way back home.

I could hear Hyunjae singing songs that were on the radio.

“You have a nice voice.” I said complimenting him

He just smiled at me as he parked right in front of my apartment complex.

something was telling me that I shouldn’t leave just yet.

“uhh.. thank you so much for this day.”

“thank you too. I enjoyed our little hangout.”

I grabbed on the door’s handle and before I knew it, Hyunjae’s hand was on top of mine.

His presence above me made me freeze on my spot.

He and I locked eye contact and I could see him looking at me lips.

If I wasn’t over thinking, it was as if he was asking my permission to kiss me.

Slowly he leaned in and soon his lips were on top of mine. What mattered more is that soon after I was kissing him back.

‘I was kissing my old happy crush. I was kissing Lee Hyunjae.’

As we parted, Hyunjae suddenly whispered,

“ I like you y/n. I always have.”

then it occurred to me. This is wrong.

“Y-you’re my client.”

I gently pushed him off me and opened the door. I got out of his car and before I could shut the door, the only words I left behind was,

“Thank you for choosing Made4U.”

———

y/n’s POV

“ why are you so quiet, y/n?” Se Hee suddenly said from her desk.

Ever since the night Hyunjae and I kissed, I was bothered on why on earth I said those words. Well, it was a shock for me to know that he likes me. My childhood happy crush likes me.

‘Hyunjae likes me.’

My hands were itching to reach out my phone and call him but because of the situation I was at, it was a bit off to have that connection with a client.

It’s been days and I haven’t heard from him since.

“Hee-ya, are you done with this week’s clients?” I asked hoping that she will give me some updates on Hyunjae.

“yeah. Actually, I just finished matchmaking. I’ll be making reservations at the restaurants right now.”

“uh… thanks?” I said while looking at the paper bag on the floor which had Hyunjae’s sweater on it. I had it cleaned and dried.

“ you know what y/n, just go and take the rest of the day off. You’ve been so off since Tuesday.” Se Hee said looking at me.

‘shoot your shot.’

I just nodded my head, fixed my things and grabbed my coat.

I hurriedly went down to the parking basement and drive straight to Hyunjae’s address. I was also calling his number hoping that he would pick up.

Once there, I hoped for the best, got out of my car, gripping on the paper bag and went inside the apartment complex.

I took a ride of the elevator and pressed the floor where his address told me to go.

I stood for a good two minutes in front of his apartment before I mustered the courage to ring his door bell.

All my excitement fell when I was greeted by an unfamiliar man.

“ uh… hi?” he said looking at me

“Hi… Is this Hyunjae’s apartment?”

“yes. I’m Eric by the way. His room mate.” he said stretching out his hand for me to shake.

“I’m y/n.” I said shaking his hand back

“sorry but do you have an important agenda with him? He’s not here as we speak. He’s with Jae Ryung noona.”

‘ he moved on that fast.’

“a-ah, I see. I just stopped by to give this back.” I said handing him over the paper bag.

“alright… then. Have a safe way back.” He smiled waving his hand and eventually shutting the door.

I rode an elevator back and walked out of the apartment complex.

I completely lost it. I lost him.

———

Hyunjae’s POV

I was just coming back from babysitting my nephews when I was greeted loud voices from our shared apartment.

I opened the door to see Eric and Jacob playing FIFA.

“ I’m home.” I said removing my shoes.

“ Hey.” Jacob said not even sparing a glance at me

“Hyung, someone went over just 5 minutes ago. She left that.” Eric said pointing at the paper bag on the floor.

I took the paper bag and took out its content.

It was my sweater.

“did… that person say what her name was?”

“wait… y/n? yeah it was y/n.” he said

that’s all I needed before I wore my shoes back and went outside.

‘I hope you’re still here y/n.’

I rode the elevator and went done to the lobby searching for everywhere and scanning if y/n was still there. I was losing hope until I found a mustang parked in front of the complex.

I slowly walked towards the car and saw the person who had her head on the steering wheel.

‘please be y/n.’

I knocked on the window and waited for her to raise her head up.

———

y/n’s POV

I was having my moment when suddenly someone knocked on the window.

I looked up and was surprised with the person I saw.

“Hyunjae.”

I went out of my car and went to him.

“Hi-”

I don’t know what came in my head but I just engulfed him in a hug. Finally burying my face on his chest.

“I’m too late aren’t I? ” I mumbled

“huh?”

I looked up to see his confused expression

“ your room mate said that you were out on a date with Jae Ryung-”

“eh? a date with my sister?” he said laughing.

I was shocked. He just ruffled my hair and pat my back.

“ I’m not dating anyone.”

“ but you’re still my client and Se Hee already made reservations for your date-”

“ I already deactivated my account.”

When he said that, I removed myself from his body and looked at him.

“w-what?”

“ I don’t want to be set up with someone. I know who my perfect match is.” He said stepping forward and putting his hands on my waist.

“Ever since High school, I knew who I was already made for.”

He looked at my eyes and smiled

“b-but Hyun joo-”

“ I only dated her because it seemed like you wanted me to. It didn’t work out because she knew how in love I was with you.”

“I liked you also, ever since.” wrapping my arms on his neck.

He slowly leaned in, kissing me again.

“ I was made for you y/n. ”