#Why is sol in the hospital

[crestedpalls]

fate

fate is mentioned so many times in this episode its got me wondering about inevitability and just how terrifying it must be for sol. She tries time and time again to save her most beloved but he would rather face the cruelty of fate than let it separate them and that.... that makes me fucking bawl y'all 😭😭😭😭😭

[headcanonthings]

Sol: I’m Hickey's emergency contact. Nurse: So you’re here to pick him up? Sol: I’m here to be removed as his emergency contact.

[eljeebee]

"Good evening," Louie said when they were let in by Bernie. He waved around. "It's nice to meet you!"

Sid smiled, "Good evening."

"Good evening," Margaux said. "Welcome."

"Sid, hello!" Julie waved.

Seamus greeted as well.

"Seamus, you're rocking that goatee!" Louie exclaimed. "That looks awesome on you!"

"Thanks, man," Seamus chuckled.

"My goodness, Penny, look at the girl," Bernie whispered, elbowing Penrose. "Doesn't she look like Jane Swanson?"

Penrose swore under her breath. "Oh my Watcher, you're right. Act normal, Bernie."

Julie turned to her family, "Everyone, they are our friends."

Louie clasped his hand together, "I'm Louie Davis! So happy to see all of you."

He shook Margaux's hand.

"So happy to see you too, Louie," Margaux said. "Margaux Vanderburg."

"Hello, uhm..."

"Just Margaux," she smiled.

"How about Aunt Margaux?"

"Oh, that sounds better," Margaux giggled.

Sid introduced herself next, "My name is Sidera Harper. Thank you for inviting us here."

"Such a lovely name," Margaux said as she shook her hand.

"Thank you Aunt Margaux," Sid giggled.

Julie turned to the private secretaries.

"This is Bernard Braxton, Mum's private secretary."

Louie and Sid shook his hand.

"Glad to be acquainted with you, children," Bernie nodded, smiling.

"And this is Mummy's assistant private secretary, Penrose Walters."

Penrose eagerly shook their hands. "Just Penny, Rosie, Rose, whichever you prefer!"

"You must've been starving," Julie said. "Come on, let's eat!"

They led Louie and Sid to the dining room, while both Penrose and Bernie stood in the foyer.

"But why is the girl Harper and not Swanson?" Bernie whispered.

Penrose elbowed him, but it hit his stomach, making him groan. Rolling her eyes, she said, "Gosh, Bernie, don't twist your knickers. We'll investigate later."

She left for the dining room.

Bernie let out another groan before following suit, "Young people are quite strong these days..."

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[rainiishowers]

Solomon: You were stabbed. Do you remember anything?

MC: Only the ambulance ride to the hospital.

Solomon: That wasn't an ambulance, I drove you.

MC: But I heard a siren.

Solomon: That was Mammon.

Mammon: Sorry, I got nervous-

——

Belphegor: If we put Solomon and Barbatos in a room, who would come out crying first?

Diavolo: The room.

——

Barbatos: Where's Satan..?

MC: Doing stuff.

Barbatos: I don't like the sound of that. Where's Lucifer?

MC: Trying to stop Satan. from doing the stuff.

Barbatos: And Asmodeus?

MC: Trying to stop Lucifer from stopping Satan. from doing the stuff.

Barbatos: I see. And what are you doing here, MC?

MC: I'm supposed to stop you from stopping Asmodeus from stopping Lucifer from stopping Satan, from doing the stuff.

——

Mammon: You can trust me! Let's not forget who pulled you out of the river when you were six.

Levi: let's not forget who pushed me in

——

Lucifer: You don’t want MC to die

Simeon: Right.

Lucifer: And I don't want MC to die.

Simeon: Right.

Lucifer: So we just have to make sure MC doesn’t want MC to die.

Simeon: Wonderful plan, but have you met MC?

——

Asmodeus: Do you think I’m ugly?

Solomon: It’s not about looks, Asmodeus. What’s valuable is on the inside...

Asmodeus: Aww.. Sol...

Solomon: For example, someone's heart.

Asmodeus: Aw... Stop it-

Solomon: It could be purchased for more than a million dollars, you know.

Asmodeus: Seriously, stop it.

——

Diavolo: Words ending in 'ie' just sound so adorable. Like cutie, sweetie, cookie-

MC: Eyy, homie!

Leviathan: But then there's cootie...

Belphegor: Die.

——

Lucifer: Who broke the toaster?

Satan: It was Mammon.

Asmodeus: It was Mammon.

Beelzebub: Mammon broke it.

Mammon:

Mammon: ...yOU PROMISED-

——

Luke: Everyone thinks I'm this soft cute person but I'm not!

Simeon: Luke, you cried for an hour after stepping on a bug yesterday.

Luke: It had feelings! It was probably going home to dinner and I killed it!

Solomon: ...It was a bug…

Luke: It was a BEETLE, and its wife is definitely worried sick, wondering where it is, and I really don't get why you all think I'm so sentimental because I'm not!

Solomon: ...

Simeon: ...

Luke: Stop looking at me like that!

——

Asmodeus: Wow, this parking is as straight as I am.

Lucifer: I know I should be focused on the fact that you just came out, but HOW DARE YOU INSULT MY PARKING!

——

Mammon: I'm not that stupid!

Lucifer: Mammon, you literally ate the wax from a babybel.

Mammon: BELPHIE TOLD ME IT WAS EDIBLE!

——

Mephisto, referring to MC and Mammon: Those guys are dorks.

Lucifer, insulted: Yes, but they’re my dorks.

[buckyarchives]

second, first meeting | chishiya shuntarou

spoiler warning for ending of aib season 2

after the meteor, chishiya notices the all too familiar person. their a pull towards you - like maybe you’ve met somewhere? (gn reader)

words - 1.1k

a/n: WOW AIB 2 FINALLY OUT AND THE ENDING WAS REALLY GOOD I THINK. anyways arisu and usagis ending was so cute and i needed literally the “have we met?” scenario with ALL of them. and i’m a weak so i made this, very shoot, not beta’d, just a small and sweet drabble. enjoy reading!!!

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Chishiya is alive.

He sure as hell didn't feel like it, but he was. The meteorite took a lot out of him, physically and mentally. Waking up in the beeping hospital room with a sudden new look on life, and he was going to do something about it. No more being a messenger for bad news, slowly tearing down people's hope one referral after another.

Dozens of people just experienced the same pain and trauma as he walked around him, some looking better than others. A girl with an amputated leg, a man in a coma as he passed by his room, and a girl and boy walking hand in hand with injuries littered over them. Humanity– always finding love in terrible suitaions.

Chishiya stood in one of the hospital common rooms, people-watching as he always does. God– it feels like a lifetime had passed since the meteorite. Chishiya was familiar with the whirring and beeping sounds of hospitals, people chatting and crying, and the strong smell of disinfectants and bleach. He was a doctor, all these things filled his life to the brim, it was familiar.

Even you.

You, who stood across the room; tucked into a corner (like chishiya), people-watching, snacking on crackers, and keeping yourself comfortably hidden. Yes, you’d caught his eyes. But something felt off deep inside his stomach, something was off about you. Almost like you were too familiar, chishiya could see a lifetime in your eyes and this is the only time he's ever seen you. Maybe, it wasn't?

Chishiya knew better than to laser focus on one person in the room, because your head perked up. Right into his direction, but chishiya’s gaze didn't falter– he couldn't even if he wanted to. The pull towards you was too intense, it made him dizzy. shock, confusion, remembrance? Flashed across your face, similar to him.

A small, sweet smile grew on your face. Fuck, what medication did they put him on? That meteorite really did a deal on him because suddenly he can’t breathe. For a moment he thought maybe his stitched came undone, half expecting to see blood soaking his scrubs when he looked down. But no– it was just you. Chishiya’s has never seen a smile so familiar, yet foreign.

Your eyes narrowed in his direction, like you were trying to read him. Something many people found difficult in the past, Chishiya didn’t put up a fight or a stone-cold face. Chishiya narrowed his eyes back, like a challenge.

So wrapped up in you that he didn't see the teenage boy wheeling a little too close to his toes in a wheelchair. “Ow!” chishiya yelped.

“Ah! I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” the boy began to spew out a plethora of apologies, frantically bowing his head to the elder.

“It's okay!” chishiya reassure, the sting in his toe had already been subdued– an easy injury compared to the bandaged and stitched-up ones he gained a few days ago. “Seriously, it’s okay.”

The boys' apologies slowed and he wheeled off, practically still bowing. Chishiya chuckled under his breath at the gesture. Looking back up to find you again, weird– what's got into him? Your spot ghosted empty and chishiya’s eyes frantically searched for you, only to find your back now turned to him and trudging down the hallways. Right as his eyes landed on you, your neck turned and you glanced back at chishiya.

A challenge indeed.

Chishiya curiously cocked his head, looking something like a cat. And then one foot in front of another, chishiya was following you down the hallway. He wasn't sure why, maybe he didn’t need a reason. I mean, he almost died, chishiya felt like he didn’t need a solid reason to do anything anymore besides what he wanted. And he wanted to follow the beautiful, mysterious, and weirdly familiar person around in a hospital. Like cat and mouse.

And that's how chishiya ended up in a quieter, more intimate area. Middle of a hallway, near a set of tables and a vending machine. Usually, where loved one would sit weary-eyed and waiting for good news. You came to a halt, chishiya stopped. You turned around slowly, that sweet smile that made chishiya’s stomach feel weird (apart from the wounds.)

“You're following me.”

Something that would so usually sound like a question, was a statement. Because it was meant to be, because you knew he was from the beginning. You intended on it. Chishiya already likes you. And hell– your voice almost gave him whiplash, so silk and sweet. Echoing distantly in his head, like he's heard it a million times before.

“And you wanted me too,” chishiya replied coyly. His voice felt so scratching and his throat burned as he spoke, being without water and unconscious for too long. Shoving his hands in his pockets, leaning back slightly. Even half dead he must keep up his cool-guy image.

You didn’t reply, only a wider grin growing on your face. And chishiya found it hard to bite back one of his own. How so uncharacteristic of him – he felt so warm.

“Maybe.” you finally said.

Chishiya hummed, beginning to close the distance – one foot in front of another – between the two of you.

You watched him intently, chishiya knew it. Normally he’d perceive this as someone sizing him up, but your eyes told a different story as they trailed up his body. Something that'd make his ears hot and red.

“Meteor?” you asked, gesturing to his wounds. Chishiya nodded. “Me too.”

It was awkward for a moment, but not uncomfortable. The silence was deafening as if it wasn't meant for the two of you. Like there were so many words only on the tip of his tongue, words unsaid, words he didn’t even know – but they were begging to be spoken.

You were the first to break the silence, stepping closer. Now only 2 or 3 feet in front of him. “Have I, sorry, this is weird– but, have we met before? Like even passed each other on the streets.”

“Not to my knowledge.”

You hummed, looking around to avoid the intense eye contact that tugged you closer, and closer and–

“Would you like to know me?” chishiya said, his eyes not leaving yours. A weird sense of home lay in your eyes, chishiya was ready to jump fully in.

You tried to cover the eagerness in you, waiting a moment. Dramatically tapping a finger to your chin as you thought. “I think that’d be nice.”

Chishiyas lip quirked up, following yours.

He may not know you the way he feels, but he will.

[mrinafria]

[contains spoilers]

I'm an eternal digger of good narrative techniques. A decent story becomes great in my eyes if the narrative is done right. And it's one of the hardest things to do really, since there's no one-size-fits-all rule for what technique works well with a particular story and what doesn't. One of the primary reasons I keep obsessing over Lovely Runner is its' narrative technique. In all honesty, if it had a linear, singular narrative, I would not be hyperventilating over it on a constant basis (I still would just a certain amount, because both Byeon Woo Seok and Kim Hye Yoon deserve awards for what they are doing). One reason it has managed to knock it out off the park and take the top spot in my forever-favorite list is how wonderfully well the narrative is done.

The primary perspective used in this show is Im Sol's. It's through her we're introduced to the story. Her perspective gives shape to the plot, the characters, because we learn things through her. Her perspective is absolutely critical for exposition. Without her thoughts and way of viewing things, you would never realize why saving Seon Jae means so much to her, or why she would bend the rules and bulldoze ahead when it comes to his safety (exhibit A, her leaving home on the day of the accident, despite knowing about her fate). She'd rather have him alive than have him in her life. Without her narrative, you'd think it's really all about a fan saving her idol (thanks to everyone who'd rejected the script listening to that pitch by the way, I'm grateful we have BWS and KHY as the leads because of that, I would not change it for anyone else). With Im Sol's perspective, you realize, she is not just a fan: she's an ardent admirer, a cheerleader, a well-wisher, a protector, an invisible friend trying to support her friend any way she can, someone who respects Seon Jae, sees him as an idol but also as a human, someone who wants to give back to him the same kindness, empathy and love she had once received from him over a radio call. To her, Seon Jae is first a guardian angel and then an idol, the angel who changed her view of life, made her appreciate things even amidst all that could be wrong with the world and her life. He saved her. Not just on that day at the hospital but every time she struggled and faltered since then, he was there, as invisible as it may have been. So this time, she wants to save him, no matter the price.

Then comes Seon Jae. Oof. If Im Sol's perspective gives the story its beautiful, beautiful shape, Seon Jae's perspective breathes literal life in to the body of the story. The show wouldn't be what it is today if not for his perspective. Without his view into things, Im Sol appears as a fangirl going to extreme measures to save her idol, clinging onto him like a monkey (yes I mean the poster) embarrassing the heck out of herself, making you cringe (in a good, enjoyable way) throughout. Then you reach the end of episode 2 and it knocks the breath out of you because WHAT DO YOU EVEN MEAN. It all clicks.

All this while we kept thinking Seon Jae was caught off guard and just kind enough to tolerate her antics, and maybe he'd slowly fall for her now, only to realize we were completely oblivious to a whole different side of the story. If Im Sol's narrative draws you in and keeps you hooked, making you root for her to succeed, it's Seon Jae's narrative that makes you irredeemably fall in love with them and sincerely, genuinely, desperately hope they get their happy ending together after all the storm.

And the motifs. Walking/running, for instance. I'll focus on just one scene here. I recall seeing a bts where KHY is discussing the OG 2008 accident scene, and it explains how she has to slow down, while running away, for just a moment, only to be hit by the taxi driver. Have you ever been in a situation of absolute panic, desperation and stress, then suddenly found a familiar face or a name or a thing you could connect to, and felt a wave of relief rush through you? She sees Seon Jae, a person who is calling out her name. Even if she didn't know him back then, the fact that he knew her (and that he had his uniform on), gives her a sense of safety she badly needed that moment. That momentary relief, so visible in her features, then overtakes the crippling fear she felt running in the middle of nowhere with no one in sight in the dead of the night. Her body, already exhausted beyond anything, responds to the relief she feels for those few seconds, slowing down her steps.

And that is when she is caught off-guard and hit. That also might have added to Im Sol's anger at the hospital when she is screaming at Seon Jae, her internal anguish that if only she had not paused seeing Seon Jae, and kept on running, then maybe she wouldn't be hit, wouldn't fall, wouldn't lose her ability to walk. It's one thing to have tropes and symbolic things, but it's a very different thing to know how to use them effectively so they elicit very specific types of emotions/reactions out of people. Lovely Runner excels in that. All kdramas more or less have 'things' that take on different meanings for the couples/viewers. It's the way motifs are used to narrate the story in this one that has me going back over and over again to all the episodes aired so far. These are not just their 'things', these are 'things' that drive the plot forward, tell you about their characters, their personal motivations, what they mean to each other and so much more.

This is getting longer that I intended it to be so will end with this. I feel valued when watching Lovely Runner. And I've seen people saying the same thing. It feels like they respect your critical thinking skills, and your ability to infer, so they don't spoon-feed you everything from the get-go, and you can't predict much despite it being primarily a rom-com. You'd be pulling your hair out (again, in a good way) trying to figure out what they will show next, and you will be somewhat or very far from the truth, which will compel you to think further about the story, the characters, long after an episode has aired...I can't remember the last time it happened with a drama. I love this storytelling.

[sweetestlamb]

Remember Me

Author's note: I can't believe it's almost over. I'll miss them so much 😭😭 I've been meaning to write but life is lifing and I never have time so I quickly got this out and hope to post something else tomorrow.

Summary: I was made to love you in every universe.

It's like learning to breathe again after being submerged in water for too long, his lungs burn from the strain but his body knows what to do.

Inhale. Exhale. Remember.

Her smile on the rainy day and the way his heart stopped just for a moment to take her in.

The ache in his chest as she cried desperately lashing out in the hospital and the guilt that threatened to suffocate him.

How deeply he loved her and how full he felt when she finally loved him back, she never said the words but he felt her love all the same.

It was all erased without his permission and then suddenly it was pressing down on him until he could barely breathe. Memories. Not fantasies, or dreams or even hallucinations but memories from a life the he doesn't recall living but his heart does, it feels so real to him, so much so that he can't stop the tears from begin to pour from his eyes.

How could he forget her? How could she let him?

"Sun Jae? Are you in pain? Are you okay? I'll get the doctor."

He blindly grabs at his manager's hand stopping him before he can leave him.

"No. I need you to get Im Sol. I need to talk to her, right now."

"What? Why do you need to talk to her? You need to let this crush go! You almost died tonight, I was so worried about you!"

It doesn't make sense, nothing does anymore and he doesn't even know where to begin in explaining to Dong Seok, he just knows that he has to see Sol. He's never wanted anything more in his whole life, or lives.

"Please. Just get her."

He hears a deep sigh and then it's quiet again and now he just has to wait and hope that she'll come.

That she can help make sense of the mess in his head.

Although he tries to fight it, sleep is a worthy opponent and he loses the battle.

But at least in his sleep she finds him again smiling so beautifully that it's hard to believe that he could have ever forgotten her.

He remembers her laugh, the touch of her hand on his, and every kiss plays like a movie of someone else's life and it ignites a burning in his chest that he's only ever felt since meeting Im Sol.

I was made to love you.

He watches himself whisper those words to her and the gentle smile that forms on her face as she leans over to press their lips together.

But before they can touch he feels himself being shaken from his sleep and he almost rumbles, annoyed to be pulled from a memory so sweet but when he opens his eyes it's not Dong Seok that he sees but her.

His fate.

"What happened? Why are you here? Why are you hurt? You're not supposed to be hurt, I did all of this so you wouldn't ever get hurt!"

She wails at him, his chest tightens as he watches her cry again. Always crying for him.

"Sol. I missed you."

And that makes her freeze her eyes wide and glossy with unshed tears as she stares at him. He stares right back, lifting himself up into a seated position. He needs to sit for this conversation.

"What do you- I shouldn't have come here. I should go."

This time he takes her hand and refuses to let go. He's never letting go ever again. Even if it means he dies, death is worth the touch of her hand.

"Stop running away. I know you want me to live a long life but I can't be happy without you in it."

"What are you talking about? I wasn't talking about you when I said that I was talking about....uhhhh I meant-"

He lets her fumble trying to find a way to end her sentence but words escape her and he's done being without her.

" It's me. It's always been me and for me, it's always been you."

Her breath hitches and he reaches across to brush away the tears slowly trailing down her cheeks.

"How?"

"I remember everything. I know why you pushed me away and I know why you're scared to be around me."

For a moment it's like she's frozen in time and then everything erupts and she cries like a child, like her heart is broken and she's lost everything precious in this world, like a weight has been lifted and she's gained everything she's ever wanted.

"Come here." He draws her closer hugging her tightly, healing them both.

He rocks her back and forth as she weeps in his arms and he hums soothing words into her ears.

"You did good. I'm sorry I forgot you, I'm sorry I left you all alone."

Those words make her pull back and she shakes her head viciously.

"I wasn't lonely. I was fine. Everything was fine, I did what I had to do and I'd do it again."

And he takes offense. Anger so hot it burns rises up in his chest.

"Do you love me?"

His words are hard, they bite the air and smack her across the face.

It's an accusation. And he sees her anger form right back like clouds before a hurricane.

"Do I love you?! You remember everything and you're still asking me that?"

"Yes! You're still lying to me. You'd be fine without me? Well I wouldn't be fine without you! I need you, more than life."

"If you stay beside me then you'll die!"

"And if I don't then I won't live!

He grabs her face as shouts his final plea, baring his entire heart to her on a platter. He's always been consistent.

"Do you understand? If I don't have you then life isn't worth living, Sol. I was made to love you and only you. In every universe. That's my fate."

"Why? Why can't you love someone else? Why can't I save you? Why is fate so cruel?"

That he has no answer to. He's never had to watch her die but she's endured that pain too many times and he knows that's what held her back.

But it's different this time. He's not going to die.

"Nothing's going to happen. They got him. He's never going to hurt anyone ever again."

"Are you sure? He's.. Really..."

She stutters in disbelief and he nods, "Your friend got him. He saved my life too."

"Thank goodness. Thank goodness."

She collapses onto his bed and he tries to suppress the tinge of jealousy that flares. It's not the right time and she loves him, he's seen it through space and time.

"So, stop pushing me away. Please."

There is only silence and then there's sobs and she's gripping his hand just as tightly.

"I..... didn't want to. It hurt everyday. To watch you and know that I couldn't have you, to know that I'd never hear your voice or feel your arms around me or be there to comfort you. I cried every night. I wasn't fine. It felt like stabbing myself in the heart a million times. I-"

"Shhhh. It's okay now. Just give me all the love you've been hiding. I'll take it all."

"Can I?"

She sounds so young and sixteen year old Sol flashes in his mind.

"You can."

She squeezes his hand before bringing it to her mouth and placing a butter soft kiss on his skin.

Then she leans closer and reaches up to caress his face. She stares at him as if she's drinking him in and she says as much, "This beautiful face. I should have enjoyed it more when I had the chance."

He blushes, not used to being called beautiful but he doesn't contradict her. Who is he to deny a compliment?

"Enjoy it now. You can even take a picture."

Her giggle is music to his ears.

"Your ego got bigger."

"Hmmm that's not all that got bigger." He fires back straight faced and then he smirks as her tell tale blush colors her face a vivid red.

"Where is your mind right now? What are you thinking about Sol? Hmmm?"

"Nothing! Shut up! I wasn't thinking about anything dirt-!"

And he probably shouldn't do what he wants to because those other timelines weren't truly them, or were they? It's all so confusing but ever since he watched himself kiss her it's all he's been able to think about. He wants to kiss her desperately, hungrily.

He's too impatient to wait for her to catch up. He kisses her hard, then soft then hard again and it's everything. A taste that he forgot that suddenly takes him over and it's all he can remember now. He twists his head remembering that she liked that, then swipes his tongue in a move that used to make her moan.

"Sunjae.." she moans into his mouth.

Still makes her moan.

"You know he's still recovering you really shouldn't be sucking his face off quite yet." A voice rings it loudly breaking the tension in the room.

She bolts away from him but he doesn't loosen his hold on her. Instead he turns his head to glare at the intruder.

"Get out."

"No. You'll have a scandal if I leave, who knows how far you two will go..." Baek Inhyuk replies with a salacious wiggle of his brows.

It's probably for the best.

There's so much he wants to do with her, and he doesn't want an audience.

He just wants Im Sol.

Now, and forever.

[girlgenius1111]

how is the relationship that sol has with mapi different to the one she has with ingrid?

like when would she go to a certain person over the other and would ingrid/mapi (particularly ingrid) understand why she went to the other rather than both of them?

I absolutely adore this whole universe you’ve created and want to know everything about it lol so no pressure to answer this :)

also hope you’re doing well post-op!

i loveeee this question.

sol feels generally very safe with ingrid and mapi.

i would say the times that she prefers mapi to ingrid is anytime she thinks shes in trouble. she's never really experienced mapi getting mad at her but ingrid was so strict with her when she first arrived in spain, she's still a bit traumatized for that. it's getting better with time, but her instinct when she's done something wrong is to go to mapi, who will always assure her that even if ingrid is mad, it doesn't mean either of them love her any less.

also, ever since she broke her wrist for the second time, mapi has been her go to for doctor's appointments. she really appreciates how protective mapi is with her, and she remembers so clearly how good of a job mapi did taking care of her and keeping her calm when she had to go to the hospital. she liked ingrid to be there too, but for some reason, if she had to pick, it would be mapi.

sol wants ingrid when she's anxious. from very early on in her life, ingrid was the only one to bring her comfort when she was anxious, and sol hasn't ever really felt very comfortable letting anyone else see her in that state other than ingrid. sol knows that ingrid knows exactly what to do to help her, and its nice for her to just have to listen to ingrid and not figure everything out herself.

she also goes to ingrid is she's feeling depressed. not at first, because she isn't sure how it will be received, but after a few months she figures out how to communicate what she's feeling to her sister, and when that happens, she just wants to be with ingrid. sitting in silence, probably sleeping, but with ingrid.

i wouldn't say that the relationship is super different because it very much is a sisterly relationship for sol and ingrid and sol and mapi, but i think what she needs from them is different. ingrid is comforting and kind and safe, and mapi is protective and calm and safe.

[dumplinsiims]

Storyline Sim Dump 🤍

Hiiii Plantiesss 🪴

I was feeling really inspired to make some new townies for my save file and thought why not share them with you all! I'm not gonna lie I fell in love with each one of these sims while giving them their backstories. Each of these sims have starter funds, careers, lifestyles, skills and preferences.

Carmelo Paul 🏀 - (age 22) - SBA Player

Newest draft pick for the San Myshuno Titans. Carmelo is an all star athlete. When he's not at practice he loves playing video games and spending time with his new fiancée Cassidy. It has been a bit of an adjustment for the two of them since the signing bonus money has come in and the new found spotlight on them both.

Sporty

Gamer

Ambitious

Light eater

Naturally Funny

Health Food Nut

Energetic

Cassidy Paul 💍 - (age 21) - Stay-at-Home Wife

Cassidy and Carmelo have been lovers since high school and she has been in the bleachers cheering for him ever since. Carmelo's journey to becoming an allstar SBA player allows for her to be a stay-at-home (soon to be) wife. Cassidy enjoys traveling the world for games with Carmelo and in her free time loves baking.

High Maintenance

Baker

Romantic

Cunning

Frequent Traveler

Health Food Nut

Forrest Shipley 🚓 - (age 39) - Detective

Detective Forrest Shipley moves to Del Sol Valley and quickly gains a reputation for solving high-profile cases among the city's elite. Despite the allure of fame, Forrest remains focused on uncovering the truth, driven by a mysterious cold case that led him to the city. Detective Shipley is a workaholic, it is starting to show in his appearance of dark circles around the eyes. He needs to lay off surviving on coffee and 2 hours of sleep.

Nosy

Overachiever

Cheerful

Active

Practice Makes Perfect

Observant

Workaholic

Pinky Burroughs 👠 - (age 20) - Law School Student

Pinky, a Foxbury college student, works as a stripper to pay her way through school. Balancing her studies with late nights at the club, she dreams of a brighter future while navigating the challenges of her double life. Young and exploring her youth and sexuality, Pinky finds that the burden of studying to become a lawyer is impacting her social life, leaving her with little free time. She's torn between continuing her education and the allure of the social media attention she's been receiving since she started dancing.

Dance Machine

Recycle Disciple

Mixologist

Charming

Bookworm

Techie

People Person

Justice Brown 🩺 - (age 30) - Pediatric Specialist

Justice Brown, a dedicated pediatric specialist at Willow Creek General Hospital, juggles her demanding career with raising her four-year-old daughter, Angel. Two years ago, Cameron, Angel's father, left without a word, leaving Justice to navigate single motherhood. Despite the challenges, Justice's love for Angel and her passion for nursing keep her going. She dreams of advancing her career and creating a stable, happy future for her daughter, finding strength in their bond and the support of friends and family.

Love's Children

Introvert

Sincere

Bookworm

Family-Oriented

Sickness Resistance

Single and Loving It

Close-Knit

Coffee Fanatic

 Angel Brown 🍼 (age 4)

Angel Brown, at four years old, was a bright ray of sunshine in Justice's life. Independent and well-mannered, she had an angelic voice that filled their home with songs about butterflies and stars. Despite the challenges of single motherhood, Justice found joy in Angel's gentle spirit and love for singing. Together, they created a home filled with laughter, music, and boundless love, where Angel's presence was a beacon of happiness and hope.

Independent

Angelic

Little Singer

Jhené Rios 📸 - (age 24) - Cover Model

Jhené Rios, a top magazine model, is not just known for her beauty but also her peaceful and proper demeanor. With a deep hunger for love, she seeks meaningful connections in a world of glamour. A health food nut and vegetarian, Jhené tends to her own garden, finding peace in nurturing plants. Her life aspiration is inner peace, striving to balance her high-profile career with her serene, wholesome lifestyle.

Peaceful

Green Thumb

Proper

Vegetarian

Hungry for Love

Health Food Nut

 Kenji Wolfe 🔪 - (age 26) - Executive Chef

Kenji Wolfe, an executive chef, is a culinary genius known for his relentless work ethic and impeccable skills. A workaholic and foodie, he spends countless hours perfecting his dishes and creating legendary pastries. Despite his demanding career, Kenji is a true "bro" and enjoys sharing meals with friends. His proper demeanor ensures every dish is beautifully presented. With a life aspiration to become a master chef, Kenji is driven by his love for food and the pursuit of culinary excellence, though his noncommittal nature keeps him focused on his career above all else. However, his noncommittal nature does not stop his extra curricular activities in the bedroom. No matter how proper he is, he tends to be a heartbreaker in that aspect.

Bro

Noncommittal

Baker

Proper

Foodie

Workaholic

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[buttercuparry]

Tell me why would Joe take on more debts to pay off the loan his adopted mom accumulated while caring for "him"? What sense is there to take on loans from not one, but two people, to keep off loansharks at bay and then working again to pay off those debts...

Listen I know Wut and Sol are Joe's friends, but they don't know that this new guy is THEIR Joe. This makes a difference in itself.

So Joe offering up a year of his life to Ming is not him choosing Ming over them. This is where people are making a mistake! There is no Wut/Sol vs Ming. If you absolutely have to compare, then a better fit would be Joe going to Tong vs Joe turning to Wut.

Wut is ready to take out money from his own savings to help pay off the hospital bills of this newbie, who reminds him of his old friend. As a good boss he would do it. As a guy who feels guilty over his friend's death, Wut would do it. But Joe REFUSES, ABSOLUTELY REFUSES to take handouts! He keeps on saying that his death is no one's fault but fate's decree. So he would rather work for a asshole and earn the money. It is who he is as a character, what the fuck can you do about it?

And about Sol? Again Joe refused Sol's money but accepted the job offer. That's a thing he did! He didn't dismiss Sol, and stupidly serve himself up to Ming.

Also let's talk about what happened back at Mrs Ing's house when Joe asked Ming to leave.

" I always get what I want" , this was Ming's threat to Joe. This is Joe getting threatened by the same guy who uprooted every single inch of Joe's previous life just because of his jealousy. Tell me why wouldn't Joe be afraid of Ming doing something drastic when not only is there a disease eating away at his new mom, but there also is the threat of bodily harm from goons. Why is it then so wrong of Joe to fight fire with fire? Why is it wrong of him to actively take control of a situation and make a deal with Ming.

And yes, Joe is being a active character here by listing his expectations of payment and the time period of his service. It is not Ming who made the deal. Joe managed to seal the deal before Ming could act out and destroy both Joe and his mom's life.

[sunlighthroughthe-ashes]

wow, this episode was wild from start to finish — the makgeolli scene was ludicrous, sol's elder brother is annoying, and HOW DARE they end it on such a cliffhanger!!!

that said, i LOVED the parallels of sol switching the fan on for sunjae while he was sleeping just like he did for her in previous episodes (it was such a lovely, subtle bit of cuteness) — him unconsciously covering her hand with his own was an added bonus.

that boy is aware of her EVEN IN HIS SLEEP.

i think it's a testament to byeon woo-seok's acting that he's able to communicate the tenderness of his feelings for sol so well with just his eyes — i keep mentioning this, but there's a literal reverence in his gaze when he looks at sol that's simply uncanny. his whole face just softens when he looks at her!!!

kim hye-yoon matches this well with the way her face lights up when she's watching sun-jae — her smile is pure RADIANCE when she's looking at him.

there's such genuine respect and adoration in her expression that it just warms my heart.

sunjae confessing his feelings all in a rush was such a bittersweet experience for me — first love is often so sweet but also overpowering and bewildering — you can see from the beginning of the story how helpless sunjae is in the wake of his emotions for sol.

he put her into music and made her memory eternal!

having said that, i was NOT a fan of the way sol rejected sunjae at the hospital. i understand her reasons (since she's uncertain over her fate after the day of her accident / her having to return to the future) but she didn't have to be that harsh.

the poor boy even said "don't be so cold" 🥺

and the fact that she realized she was his first love and the song was about her — only to get kidnapped right after: EVIL move on the writers' part.

i think she'll manage to get out of this without getting paralyzed again (maybe with sunjae's help) — that's why the promo showed her walking in the future.

i know a little about the webtoon, so i'm pretty sure sunjae DOES remember her, he's just behaving coldly because she rejected him / or because after the accident past!sol returned and didn't remember him and he distanced himself ever since then.

either of those reasons would also explain his refusing not to do the movie that sol's presumably directing.

as far as sol trying to stop him from coming to the bridge — she probably realized something to do with his death. it might be related to her (and the taxi-driver) so she's trying to stop sunjae from meeting her and putting everything into motion again.

i think the first time she went into the past, it was to remember sunjae, the second was to prevent her accident, and the third will be her finally stopping sunjae's death.

hate to say it, but i think sol will have to go through sunjae dying again before she goes back into the past for the third and final time (probably when they're in university) and saves him at last.

she better save him and make sure they have a happy ending, otherwise this viewer is going to become a LOVELY HATER. XD

NOW HOW WILL I SURVIVE UNTIL NEXT MONDAY??? 😭

[writing-whump]

Hi, Sol, our beloved host and provider. 🥰

I know this is your world and you will do what you want - and what you feel right for the story, but please, don't leave this hospital so quickly. 🥺 Let Isayah be stable at least, before you jump... somewhere else. 😉

Maybe Zaya's POV this time?

🐾.

After Surgery

Isaiah woke up to steady loud beeping in his ear. It was quite annoying. Could he have a moment of peace?

It was weirdly difficult to open his eyes. His eyelashes felt sticky, like they were glued together.

He turned his head slightly to follow the beeping noise to find...machines. Tubes were sticking out of different IVs, weird liquids, all leading back...to him.

He took a sharp breath from the panicked suprise, which had a stab of pain flaring in his chest.

Oh right. His chest. The gauze barely covering the gaping hole right to his insides.

His hand moved frustratingly slow as he reached towards his chest, only to find it covered in bandages. Maybe that's why he felt so stiff, trapped underneath the thick layers of white.

His mouth felt dry and after sand. There was pressure on his chest, the feeling like he couldn't breathe, and a flaring soreness in the center of his chest when he tried to move.

Isaiah looked at his hand, horrified how many tubes and needles were sticking out of it. Was there a part of him that wasn't hurt or pierced in some way?

"Hey, Zaya. You are awake." Matthew’s voice was hoarse with relief as his hand hovered just above Isaiah’s arm before he gently touched it. He sat on a chair on his left, making Isaiah take on the difficult task of turning his head towards him. There was no way he could acknowledge the gaping hole on his right.

Matthew looked...wrecked. Dark circles under his eyes and sickly paleness. Isaiah blinked a few times, the edges of his vision blurry, but he could see his best friend's expression just fine.

Finally. The first time he woke up everything was so confusing, the world coming in and out of focus, too many lights and colours attacking his eyes. This room was dimly lit and calm, aside the annoying machines.

Matthew's hand reached over to clasp his shoulder, his grip uncharacteristically hesistant. Careful.

"You...you look beat," Isaiah croaked, coughing against the raw sensation of his throat. There was a queasy feeling at the pit of his stomach, making him very aware where the organ was.

Matthew barked out a laugh. "Christ, that's just rude, man. Where are your manners?"

Isaiah had to smile at that. "S-somewhere off...with my suit. Have you...seen it...around?" He cringed at how strained his voice sounded, barely above a whisper.

Matthew's grip on his shoulder tightened though and the pained lines in his face relaxed. Some of the heavy feeling in Isaiah's chest eased at the sight too.

"Also could you tone...that thing down?" Isaiah rolled his eyes towards the beeping equipment. He took a shallow breath, trying not to aggravate the pain in his chest. "Trying to sleep 'ere."

Matthew laughed again. "I'll tell them you complained. No peace in the hospital, I'm telling you."

The word "hospital" seemed to have broken the spell. Isaiah felt his smile slipping away along with Matthew's surfacing frown. His stomach squeezed nervously at the reminder of where they were and what they had done to him.

The stupid machine started beeping more horribly at once.

"How...how long?" Isaiah asked, his voice barely audible, the effort making him dizzy.

"The first surgery was 5 hours long. You were in post op with that open...ehh chest...and then they closed it up. Been a few hours since the anesthesia started wearing off. Your shadow man, you should have seen it. You didn't come to and it was already healing you."

Isaiah’s hand twitched, trying to reach the bandages. “Then… why…?” His voice was so faint it almost disappeared, the question trailing off as another wave of pain made him shudder.

"It was rather deep, so it didn't heal all the way. Your shadow seems exhausted after too."

Isaiah nodded weakly, his head feeling too heavy to hold up. The nausea was getting worse, the tightness in his chest unbearable.

Another wave of queasyness swelled inside him. Isaiah took a deeper breath through his mouth, but that pulled at the little capacity of air his lungs were currently able to hold. His chest was a minefield of little stabbings and sores, muscles pulling at places he never registered before.

He coughed and winced as that aggravated the incision site further.

"Zaya? What's wrong?"

He gave Matt a tight smile. "Ahh...everything hurts. Nothing new." The pained grimace replaced the feeble smile attempt and he couldn't suppress a quiet moan.

Matthew brushed the hair out of his face, making him look up. "Should I get the nurse? You are on a pretty crazy mix of painkillers and antibiotics right now."

"Could you find out-" it was difficult to talk through the pressure getting stronger in his chest, "when I can go home?"

Matthew shook his head in exasperation. "When we can take care of you without the fear of killing you on accident, what about then?"

Isaiah scrunched his eyes shut, fingers digging into the thin sheets. "I don't feel right..." he murmured, each word a struggle, his fingers curking up in a desperate attempt to stay grounded.

Matthew was on his feet in an instant, the chair scraping loudly against the floor. "Zaya? Hey, hey, hey, what's going on?"

A harsh gag came out instead of an answer. His whole body shuddered in response, the pain in his chest shooting up to his back and arms. He gagged again, his body convulsing as the nausea peaked. Barely managing to turn his head before the dry heaves overtook him, his entire chest screamed in agony with each spasm.

Matthew grabbed a basin and held it under his chin, eyebrows knitting together in one thick line in the center of his forehead. Isaiah focused on it while his throat bobbed against his will.

There was nothing to bring up but bile. Isaiah spit a small amount of it, stomach still twisting painfully. He was drowning, trapped in the sheets while the nausea rose to his chest and throat. Another cough and a string of spit. It felt painful against how rough his throat felt.

He couldn't help another moan, shutting his eyes against the nausea and the pain it triggered, his whole body shaking from extertion.

Matthew put the basin away, his fingers carding through Isaiah's hair. "Okay. You are okay. Deep breaths."

"Can't-can't really," Isaiah protested. "Still...so...nauseous..." he gasped between breaths, his voice hoarse and strained.

"Yeah, I think they mentioned the mix of the meds and the anesthesia combo could do that." Matthew fumbled with the call button. "It's alright. They will give you something for it. Just a sec, man, hang on."

Isaiah nodded, opening his hand. Matthew didn't wait long to take it, squeezing it with a lot less carefulness.

"Hey, Matt?" Isaiah said. Bone-deep tiredness joined the chorus of different pains, the nausea still thick at the back of his throat. But he had to ask, he had to make himself ask what he had been dreading since he woke up. "Where's Sel?"

[havenroyals]

Tragic news has rocked Hollywood. Hours ago, newlywed singers - Dymond Joy and Titus Rawkis - were the victims of a home invasion. The assaultant was none other than Titus's ex-wife, Gina Rawkis.

Lieutenant Vivian Tabit of the Del Sol Police Department spoke to the press a minute ago. That statement is written in part below:

"At 6pm, Del Sol officers removed Ms. Gina Rawkis from the home of Mrs. Joy Ray-Rawkis - professionally known as Dymond Joy. Upon her removal, officers confiscated a 22 revolver with nine empty shells in the chamber. Mrs. Ray-Rawkis - who is currently seven months pregnant - was shot twice in the chest, and once in the shoulder. She is currently in St. Wayne Memorial Hospital undergoing surgery. Mr. Titus Rawkis was shot three times: once in the abdomen, once in the shoulder, and once in the arm. Ms. Rawkis also sustained injuries. Whether they were before she shot the couple or during the scuffle over the weapon with Mr. Rawkis, we have yet to discover. "At this time, we have not obtained how Ms. Rawkis broke into Mrs. Ray's condominium. We are combing over the scene, and will discover the truth. As of now, we ask the public to respect the privacy of all involved."

As for privacy, fans are already in rage in online communities. Titus - who recently released his debut album, Tidalwave - is receiving well wishes, and promises that "karma will get Gina for what she did." Dymond's fans are praying for her and her child. The singer's song "SunRay" - a tribute to her late father - has suddenly skyrocketed on the charts, with fanatics relating to the ballad more.

Titus's rep has said he will hold a conference as soon as he's up to it. Gina's attorneys are also set to put out a statement. The lawyers are quoted as saying:

"We will be sharing the truth. We only hope Mr. Rawkis will do the same. He knows what is right and what is wrong."

That is so omnious. What exactly is the truth? Why wouldn't Titus share the truth? Stay tuned to Gossip Queen for more celeb news.

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[crestedpalls]

Excerpt of a cheeky lil WIP:

~❉᯽❉~❉᯽❉~

Emotions threatened to overwhelm Sunjae, and his breath came in sharp, painful bursts. His eyes clouded as he fixed his gaze on her, ignoring the hustle of the fan-sign staff buzzing around him backstage, ignoring his manager’s concern. Sunjae fixed his gaze on the woman in the yellow sundress sitting in the first row, observing her familiar interaction with the women seated near her. He stared vacantly at her cheerful appearance; his heart rate quickened, and his hands started trembling violently in his pockets. He dug his nails into his palms hoping to still the tremors to no use.

Sunjae's eyes flickered from her face to her rolling chair then back to her face, and he squeezed his eyes shut; memories threatened to overwhelm him at the mere sight of her. Memories of a girl who had come to him during one sudden shower, of a girl extending her yellow umbrella; shielding him from the downpour with the biggest smile he’d ever seen. Memories of his giddy 19-year-old self developing the sappiest crush on her and struggling to approach her after that. Memories of how he failed to shake her awake on their bus ride home, leading to her lying pale as death, unconscious and bleeding in his arms as he struggled to find aid. Memories of a girl waking up in a hospital room, having lost the ability to move her legs. And most devastatingly, of her heart-shattering wail, screaming that he should have let her die instead of subjecting her to this fate.

Sunjae had never seen her smile at him again after that. He’d never seen her again, period. How could he after what he’d done? His sin was too great for him to approach her again in this life, and he’d been good; he’d resigned himself to it. He felt lightheaded; a choked sob threatened to escape his iron defence any moment now as he struggled to process the scene before him. Sunjae had been good. He’d kept his distance as was right, so why was Im Sol here? Why was Im Sol at his fan-sign event? Why was Im Sol a fan of him? How could Im Sol be a fan of the very man who had ruined her? How could Im Sol be a fan of his bastard self?

~❉᯽❉~❉᯽❉~

(please dont judge this piece too much as its only a rough outlining of the visions i have for this one shot atpit! Oh and please dont hate me... I don't mean to provide more pain to this fandom but hurt and angst are the only things I can write teehee)

[hils79]

Hils Watches Lovely Runner - Ep 15

Wait, what? She was totally fine at the end of the last episode

Ah, it's so he can be the hero and carry her to safety. Where did this crowd come from, though? The amusement park was deserted when they got on the ferris wheel

Of course he took her to his place instead of the hospital. Not sure where the IV came from though.

Aww it's a reversal of the time he was passed out in her brother's bed and grabbed hold of her hand

Good old drama medicine. One IV and some sleep and you're totally fine the next day

See! She's asking the same questions as me. This is why I love her.

Oh well that explains the IV

Is he seriously going to suggest that to thank him for 'saving her life' she should let him be in her movie?

Wait, they didn't immediately claim their prize money???

Look at him sitting in his car rehearsing what to say like a nerd (affectionate)

How does an only child who has no kids of his own know so much about how to take care of a baby, but Im Sol who has multiple neices and nephews has no clue?

Ehehe! That's what you get for being so smug about your childcare abilities

Oh hello

Aww and this is like the time he made her hide in his closet. Everything is in reverse in this timeline.

I feel like I recognise those posters behind him but not sure what they are

Oh sweetie...

You know, 15 episodes in and he still really looks like someone I know but I can't put my finger on who. I think maybe it's an amalgam of a few different idols. Like a bit of Jin and a bit of Taemin

I love that the two of them are literally idols and Inhyuk is like 'remember that super hot and popular boy we went to school with'

Ooh he's having flashbacks again. I'm curious which version of events he's remembering. Because she travelled back 3 times and changed different things each time before the 4th time where she made it so that they never met

I mean I have no idea how much houses cost in Korea but even if you blow it all on a house you still have your incomes and no mortgage or rent to pay

LMAO the reason they got such a low prize (it's just over £200k for me) is because he got drunk and told everyone in line the numbers so 50 people won the jackpot

Dude as been begging to do this movie for ages and as soon as he signs on he immediately wants to change the ending. Like I know we, as the audience, understand why. But to anyone else this just makes him look like a diva

Oh no it's sad Jongho song time

Poor Im Sol. Two confessions in one day. One from a person she can't be with, and one from a person she doesn't want to be with

Ooh is he starting to remember the previous timelines too?

Okay, I love this idea. I'm getting all emotional.

Aww he wrote the song about her again even though he doesn't have the experience of meeting her in the rain. Because his memories are part of his soul.

6 years for attempted murder seems very low. Now I'm looking up the average sentence time for attempted murder and I'm probably on some sort of watch list now. Obv I don't know what it's like in Korea but in the UK you would only get 6 years if it was something like self-defence

Well that was very dramatic. I was so invested in what was happening I forgot to pause and liveblog

Ah, he does remember everything. All versions of events. Well, no wonder he fainted. That's a lot to take in.

[kingprinceleo]

I’m kinda new to your blog and AUs, but I am very intrigued. May I ask a few questions?

Does Shadow not know that Sonic is Hoax? In that case, how does he find out? And how did Hoax get close to Shadow?

As for Fire and Water AU, what made Sonic change colors? Iblis, I’m assuming, in which case, how/why/when did he release it/get it?

Love your AUs so much 💖💖

ofc!!!! i love questions jfjhdg shadow doesnt know sonic is hoax! in their first couple encounters when their deal was made, hoax didnt know it was shadow either (he only has seen him in his work uniform)

the hoax reveal has a lil something to do with this silly guy :] and getting close? depends on you if you mean not being murdered on sight or them starting to get comfy fjghjfd hoax originally gets access to biting shadow through striking up a deal with him that he wouldnt steal shadows blood donations from the hospital anymore if he could get it straight from shadow as for actually getting close? they meet up every few nights, feed hoax, they might fight for fun, cooldown after and chill sometimes, slowly developing a tolerance for each other -- yes it was iblis that changed his colors! sonic was raised by the Sol royal family from basically birth to absorb the flames of disaster into his body for the safety of the planet. a few years of rigorous training before their time was up and sonic had no choice but to go through the ceremony, he was very young when it happened. it was very painful for the lil guy, he wasnt allowed to cry, had to keep it all in but hey he got new colors and sick fire powers out of it fdjngdgjgd tysm aa !!