#and on the rare chance he DID get spicy food when he was younger he just suffered through it bc food is food

[altruistic-meme]

another stupid chuuya headcanon where I give him my personal loser traits (with bonus dazai hc too):

hes absurdly shit at handling spicy food. he can't eat it for SHIT it hurts his mouth and is terribly unpleasant. he can and sometimes even will cry if he eats smth too spicy.

despite this he refuses to admit that he has a -10 spice tolerance and will still try and eat it bc he thinks not being able to tolerate spicy food makes him look like a wimp.

it is the one thing he and dazai actually agree on, though dazai's tolerance is somehow slightly worse than chuuya's. baby boy will think black pepper is spicy if there's too much of it.

[terrortriplets]

Hello, my darling friend! I’m sorry for my recent absence, the holidays and all that you know?

I’m not sure if you’re still on your vacation but if so, I hope you’re enjoying it! If you’re no longer on vacation, how was it? What were the highlights of your time away? I didn’t get any snow where I am! It did get down to the teens though which was cool but it’s already back up to like 60F so it was nice while it lasted and of course it’s always nice when you make it out of the unusually cold weather without any burst pipes or major power outages so I’ll take it as a win! Also, I’ve acquired Hail Mary and I’m so excited to read it! However, I’ve got to finish reading the fellowship of the ring and I’ve got 372 pages left so I dont think I’ll get to Hail Mary until sometime in January!

I am taking about j&j yes!!! I have to admit, I got a little weepy seeing the pictures of them. Jenna was/is my favorite YouTuber and has been for like four or five years and I adore Julien with all my heart and keep up with him when I can with his streams. They are my one and only “celebrity” couple and I’m just so happy for them. They both looked so happy and seeing him talk about his wedding and how he’s a wife guy now was just so very sweet. And no, I dont think I’ve ever had mango! I’ll have to give them a try when I can!

I’ve not seen Andrew Garfield’s Spider-Man! I keep meaning to and I always forget! Which is so funny because I just rewatched Tobey’s Spider-Man movies! Absolute classics. I’m really surprised you’ve not heard of glass onion! I guess it just shows the bubble I’m in online but it’s the second movie technically to Knives Out if you’ve seen it! If you haven’t, I highly recommend watching Knives Out and Glass Onion! They’re mystery movies that have the same detective in them, Benoit Blanc, and in their world he’s like the best detective in the world and he’s played by Daniel Craig! They are some of my favorite movies for sure. Also the cast for both movies are amazing!

I’ll definitely send a pic of my tree and all the other stuff we talked about me sending pics of in January when im no longer on anon!! Oh, that reminds me! I’d still love to see pics of your bags when you get the chance if you’re back home! I know this is a shorter message so I hope you don’t mind! I’ll be doing a speed round then sending this off to you! I hope you enjoy the last few days of 2022!!!

Speed round: is there an era that you like more than others when it comes to aesthetics? I feel I love the 70’s aesthetic/fashion/music etc as well as the 80’s!! Which I suppose I get from my parents who grew up/were born around then!

I know this is very basic but I can’t remember if I asked you your favorite color(s) so I’m asking now!!! For me I’d say my favorite colors are brown, green and blue!

Are there any weird food combos you enjoy? When I was younger my cousin had me eat Mac and cheese with ketchup… and I did enjoy it. However I don’t really eat it anymore unless I have one of those little Mac and cheese cups and even then it’s kinda rare that I still eat that. I do like spicy stuff with something sweet like I’ll eat hot chips with strawberry yogurt sometimes if I’ve got both.

Do you tend to dream when you sleep? I used to not really dream but I think the past couple years I’ve dreamed quite a lot more than before! I know just last night I had like three separate dreams because I tend to wake up in the night tossing and turning before going back to bed and sometimes a new dream will start!

Do you have an inner monologue? I’ve seen some people say they don’t have a voice in their head for thoughts and etc! I do have my voice in my head when I read or think etc. also are you able to picture things in your head easily? Like when people say “picture an apple and make it rotate” is that something you can do? I kinda can I think? It’s always hard to explain because I picture things when I read I’m pretty sure and afterwards when I think about things I’ve read I can picture the scenes but I can struggle to when it comes to creating faces and making an apple rotate in my mind. It’s a weird thing to ask but I’m pretty curious because everyone has different answers!

What do you do to calm down/relax? I tend to take a hot shower if I’m in a mood/want to relax. Or I try to do things I know will give me a pick up. Sometimes spending time with people helps or even just time with a pet in my room watching tv.

Are you more of an indoor person or outdoor person? I like to think I’m a good mix! I really do enjoy being outside when it isn’t too hot and I’m not being devoured by mosquitoes! But that can be a struggle to find the right time to head out for some fresh air! When the weather allows me to I do enjoy being out in my backyard to read or out in my garage with the door open to just hang out somewhere that isn’t technically inside. I do spend quite a bit of time inside though and need to work on being out in nature more.

I hope you’re well and enjoying this last week! Sending love and good times! ❤️

-🎉❄️

Hiii, hun! Happy Friday!! Hope your week has treated you well thus far!!

Sadly, I’m back home in the cold. I really enjoyed my time in PR this year for the holidays. I’d do it all over again next year if I’m able to! Highlights? I’d say the concert I was able to attend as well as spending Christmas Day at the beach and just enjoying the sun!! It was really nice to see other people outside of their homes and just enjoying the holiday like any other day!!

That’s good to hear that it never got that cold in your area!! Up north, a lot of pipes froze in my area, but luckily not ours. 60°F sounds like luxury when the highest it’s gotten this week was about 35-40°F!! You’ve obtained Project Hail Mary? Woop woop!! January book club!! I have to get back into reading it so I don’t fall behind lol. I tend to be a relatively slow reader, but if I’m really into a novel, I can get through it relatively quickly so let’s see!! (One of my resolutions for 2023 is to get through the stack of books on my desk that have been staring at me for almost 4 months 😅).

You haven’t seen the Spider-Man movies with Andrew Garfield? Okay, now you have to lol!! I think they’re pretty good and the way Andrew portrays this universes Peter Parker is kinda neat. To be frank, I haven’t heard of a lot of things lol. It wasn’t until very recently, I saw multiple posts on my feed about Glass Onion and how good it was that I now have to make time to watch it!!

My multitude of miscellaneous bags? *rubs hands together* alright here we go!!

As you can see, I have a preferred character lol. I’ve cut back on buying them only because there are still many of them I haven’t worn/used. Which, I’m okay with. Just waiting for the right day to wear them!!

Speed Round Answers!!

Preferred Era? To be honest, I don’t really think about eras too much because I don’t have much knowledge of them. I’d probably say the 90s only because of my limited knowledge of the time.

Fav. Color? It ranges between yellow (sunflower yellow) and purple; pink had also snuck its way in there!! Recently though, I’ve really liked the color orange (tangerine orange or that range between orange and peach in color)!! Idk man, I think all colors are cool in some way!! I think it’s just the artist in me 😅.

Weird food combos? Okay, so awhile ago, I’ve tried to explain this to my friends, but they think I’m weird for it. When I was younger, my mom would make what’s called “farina,” which is essentially hot cereal/oatmeal almost, but not quite. Anyways, I would have that with unsalted crackers and butter because it kinda balances out how sweet the dish would be when combined with unsalted crackers and the saltiness of the butter!! Idk how else to explain it lol. It just works. So I’d say that. Hot chips and strawberry yogurt? Now that’s a weird food combo!! But if it works, it works.

Do I dream? Oh, definitely!! The other night, I had such a weird dream about this dude that I didn’t recognize who had a crush on me and tried everything to convince me to go out with him. All while my family is also hackling me to give this guy a chance because he’s such a nice person and, apparently, I had dated him before in the dream and he wanted to prove that he had changed from the last time we apparently dated. It was a roller coaster of events and from what I can remember, he was kinda good looking so I was a bit convinced lol. This was the first time I’ve remembered a dream pretty well in a long time.

Inner monologue? Oh, definitely!! I always think about it as an initial gut reaction to situations! I want to say I can picture things in my head very well, but I find it hard to put what I think in my head as a 3D concept in front of me at times!! It’s almost like I want to make something how I initially picture it, but once it doesn’t look how I imagined it, it discourages me a little to want to keep going, if that makes any sense. I’ve mentioned it before, but going into this new year, I want to try and get back into art again without having that initial monologue keep me from doing so. It’s been soooo long.

To calm down/ relax? Hmmmm… depends on how I’m feeling. Most of the time, my go-to is listening to music/having a particular song on repeat. The monotony of it helps me fall asleep. Other times, I watch YouTube and have it in the background until I fall asleep. A hot shower truly does help to reset the body to help it relax!!

Indoor/outdoor person? When I was younger, I loved being outside!! Find any excuse to do so!! Nowadays, I’d rather be inside cause I feel like I’ve gotten lazy over the years. I want to try and be outside more and try to take in my surroundings as much as possible. There are many things I wanna do, but never seem to make the time for it .-.

Hope you’re doing good as well, love!! Send all the love and positive vibes your way!! Until the next one ✨

[phoenixyfriend]

7 Anakin and 15 Luke?

Send me a number and a character and I’ll post headcanons!

7. Food/Cooking headcanon - Anakin

I'm of the opinion that the herbs we see hanging in Shmi and Anakin's rooms are indicative of a spice-heavy culture. Not spicy as in hot, necessarily, though I imagine Anakin's a fan of spicy food anyway, but spicy as in layered flavorings. I think Anakin in particular got used to a food style where older foods, which were dried out or expiring, were packed with spices to cover up the taste and possibly kill off the dangerous fungi.

When he got to the Temple, I agree with the common headcanon (possibly canon?) that Anakin was really into fruits. Unlike the meat or tuber options, where he was underwhelmed by the flavoring or had to get used to new mixes, fruits were generally a very simple, New flavor, where he didn't know what to expect other than 'probably sweet,' and was rarely disappointed.

I don't think Anakin necessarily knew how to cook on leaving Tatooine; if he did, there's a solid chance he didn't know the names of various spices his mother used, at least not in Basic, so I want to say he spent a few years trying to recreate things in Obi-Wan's kitchen, getting upset when it didn't work. Because I am, in fact, myself, I'm also going to say that Aayla was his most frequent assistant for this, even though she knows nothing about Tatooine food. I want to imagine them going around Coruscanti markets that have Hutt Space imports and trying to figure out Various Things by talking to immigrant vendors.

15. School headcanon - Luke

There's probably a canon for this, but I don't know it. As such, I'm going to make things up!

There's an imperial presence on Tatooine. There's a not uncommon pipeline for younger people on Tatooine (e.g. Biggs) to join the Imperial army. This suggests that the Empire has a vested interest in ensuring that the young people applying to their academies have a relatively solid knowledge base, at least in Basic and Mathematics.

However, Tatooine is primarily moisture farms and ports. While 'normal' schooling is likely in the port cities (e.g. Mos Eisley), I imagine that the kids from moisture farms weren't in a position to commute from home to school safely, and their parents/guardians didn't necessarily have the time to make it happen for most of the year. More likely, I think, is that there were a few months where they had centralized schooling (primarily for Empire propaganda teachings), and then had take-home modules for the rest of the year. It wouldn't be quite online schooling, because it wouldn't be via holonet, but rather bringing back a datapad or whatever with the completed module once or twice a month, going over the findings, and either setting up the next one or planning to adjust the education trajectory if there's a problem. The lack of a commute would leave the farm kids with more time to work on the farms, as well as less of a risk of getting mugged etc. while making their way to school.

[averyfaulk]

——— did you see avery faulkner hanging around DOWNTOWN? i think they’ve been in town for about five years and FRESHLY GRADUATED FROM CORNELL UNIVERSITY.. he's probably staying at the lofts. played by lav.

PHOTOGRAPHY / MUSINGS / AESTHETICS 

avery pierce faulkner was born in lincoln park, chicago, illinois to his mother freya and his father lennox. from an early age the boy saw how his family was different than those he went to school with: his father was a businessman, and his mother was an accountant at a law firm. in his mother’s best attempt to keep the boy humbled, she would always remind him that he didn’t have to grow up to be like his father – and by this she means yelling on the landline phones about money and being away on trips for five, six days at a time. young avery knew this, and his attitude about life was pretty optimistic… until his sister was born.

when he was only eight his mother gave birth to his sister, named charlotte, and all of the positive attention fell onto her, as she would grow up to be the golden child, daddy’s little girl, you name it. avery loved his sister, they had one of those movie-like relationships where they were each others best friends, but this put a strain on his relationship with his own father. whether he was being told he wasn’t good enough, a disappointment, or just an asshole, avery rarely took his father’s words to heart, especially knowing how upset it made his mother.

at the age of seventeen is when avery began to act out: parties, gateway drugs, phone numbers texting him with little to no idea of what their name was. typical plotline, but the boy was just broken. he loved hearing his father’s rage towards his acting out and it only fueled the fire. truth be told he was insecure after growing up in such a heartless household where his father acted like he ran the place while everyone else had to put up with constant business meetings at their home, money was his main priority, while him being away on business trips was like a vacation for all of the faulkners.

he was blessed to have been accepted into cornell university in new york; a chance to get away from chicago, a chance to do what he wanted without constant retaliation. the only hard part was leaving behind his sister, his best friend. granted the eight-year age gap meant nothing to them and he still wrote emails and even sent old-fashioned letters back home for her to open and read. unfortunately, when his final year of college came around was when the family’s success was at a sudden.. stop..

𝚊. 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 name: avery pierce faulkner alias(es): aves pronouns: he/him/his date of birth: april 14, 1997 age: twenty-five (25) current residence: the lofts, downtown ithaca, new york height: 6′0" sexuality: pansexual

𝚋. 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜 hobbies: parties, cartoons, drawing zodiac sign: aries likes: nighttime, spicy foods, late night conversations dislikes: opening up to people, crowds, loud noises fear(s): thalassophobia

𝚌. 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 eye color: brown hair color: brown other physical characteristics: many small/medium sized tattoos usual facial expression: blank, uninterested, cocky smirks

𝚍. 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚜 positive trait(s): honest, truthful, dedicated negative trait(s): naive, selfish, stubborn optimist or pessimist (1-10): seven (7) bad habit(s): chewing his lip, rolling his eyes

𝚎. 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚜 parent(s): freya michelle (mother), lennox faulkner (father) sibling(s): charlotte michelle (sister, younger)

𝚏. 𝚊𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌 clothing style: outgoing, fashionable, lazy at times favorite food: thai food, homemade meals favorite color: beiges, blue, grey favorite music genre: 80s genre alignment: chaotic good

[hedwigstalons]

High Expectations - Ch23

Yes, this fic is still being written.  No, it is not abandoned despite the *gulps* month since that last chapter went out.  

@willow-salix has been her usual amazing self with the editing (and extra amazing for helping me through the stuff that has contributed to the huge gap in writing).

Earlier parts: One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve, Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen, Sixteen, Seventeen, Eighteen, Nineteen, Twenty, Twenty-One , Twenty-Two

AO3 chapter link

Chapter Twenty-Three

Thwack

Thwack

Thwack

Virgil’s eyes tracked the arc of the baseball as it made another short journey up towards the ceiling before landing in Alan’s waiting hands.

Thwack

He gritted his teeth, trying to ignore the teen sprawled on his back on the couch.  He knew Alan was only doing it to annoy him having been told he couldn’t start another game with the arrival of John imminent but it was taking all his willpower not to snap, he didn’t have the energy for the argument Alan was obviously spoiling for.  As soon as the missing sibling turned up they would be settling down for dinner and Virgil had decided he would rather deal with a bored Alan than try and drag him away from whatever virtual world he was immersed in when the time came to eat.  Except the expected ten minutes had already ticked closer to an hour and John still hadn’t appeared.  

Thwack

It didn’t make the actions of his brother any less annoying in the meantime.  It certainly didn’t help that he had a test to study for.  Where had Alan even managed to get a baseball from in the first place?

Thwack

The door to the small apartment he shared with John clicked open and Virgil audibly sighed with relief as his immediate younger brother finally showed up.  He closed up his books, giving the page a baleful glance as he did so; he hadn’t taken in a word in the last half hour and knew time was running out.

“Fiiiiiinally.”  Alan caught the ball with one last thwack and sat up, popping the ball on the seat next to him.  “Virg said you would be back by six.”

“Sorry,” John looked sheepishly at the clock that was now ticking closer to 7pm, “I got held up on campus but I treated us to take out take out to make up for it.”

Alan’s eyes lit up at the prospect of food.  Delicious smells were wafting from the paper bag John carried and his stomach rumbled.  Take out was a rare treat, hell, even eating in company was a rare treat; their father was increasingly slipping back into bad habits and didn’t often make it back in time for dinner.  Since his shift to online school he could sometimes go three or four days without seeing another human being unless he ventured out of the apartment, it was one of the reasons he could be found so frequently on John and Virgil’s couch.

“What have we got, Chinese?” Alan asked.

“No, Thai.  There is a nice little place two blocks away that does an amazing spicy shrimp soup and their pad thai is pretty decent too.”

“You went to the Mango Tree?”  Virgil’s mood lifted at the prospect.

“Yes, I went to Mango Tree.  Don’t expect me to do this every time, I just thought you could do with a pick me up seeing as exams are on the horizon and I don’t think we’ve introduced Alan to it yet.  Plus, I’m late.”  he said, placing the bag on the table on his way past to the kitchen.  

The Thai place, a little gem they had discovered within their first month at Tracy College, had become a firm favourite but one reserved for special occasions, or apologies in the case of tonight.  Virgil was quick to clear away his files to make space on the table that was currently doubling up as a desk and by the time John returned with an assortment of spoons, forks and chopsticks, the containers were already laid out.

Alan wandered over to claim his place between his two siblings, feeling guilty at the reminder that Virgil was meant to be studying for exams.  He knew his actions had been irritating, he’d even been deliberately varying the gaps between his throws so Virgil couldn’t get used to the rhythm, but he was bored and it hurt that yet another person couldn’t be bothered to show up when they were meant to.

"So how are you getting on with freight transport law?" John asked between slurps of his soup.

"Slowly," Virgil growled, casting a frown towards Alan who at least had the good grace to look shamefaced.

The interaction didn’t pass unnoticed by John who directed his own frown at Alan.  While the other brothers had, in turn, taken on the holistic care of Alan, John was more focussed on his education, especially knowing Alan’s determination to head into space one day.  Finding out that Alan had transferred to online school had been a surprise but to find out it had followed a bout of truancy had left him furious.  He wasn’t prepared to let Alan screw up his education and he certainly wasn’t going to let him drag Virgil down either, he knew this exam had been weighing heavily on his brother’s mind and the last thing he needed was unnecessary distractions.

“Didn’t you have any work to be getting on with?” John asked the recalcitrant teen.  

Alan tried to stare John down but found that his most introverted sibling had learnt to hold his own under scrutiny, at least where family were concerned.  He dropped his gaze on the pretext of picking a piece of chicken out of his pad thai and tried to sound nonchalant.  “I’m ahead of myself so I took the day off.”

“That’s no reason  to disturb others, Virgil and I both have some key exams coming up and you need to respect that if you want to keep coming here.  And anyway, there’s no such thing as being ahead of yourself on your study programme, I know you picked one that lets you submit work at any time and complete your diploma at whatever pace you want.” 

“Was hoping you’d be here,”  the voice was small and dejected, all the fight gone before it could properly build.  He didn’t really want to argue with his brothers but sometimes it felt like the only way to be noticed was by challenging authority.  He was never going to win a gold medal, unlikely to win a scholarship and certainly wasn’t going to get military honours.  With those more admirable routes to gaining attention taken away from him that just left being a problem; he had to remember that his brothers were not like his father and he could actually talk to them without needing to be summoned first.

John watched Alan visibly wilt under his gaze, crushed by the force of his disapproval and it took a moment for the words to sink in.  The others had occasionally joked about Alan being his shadow or asked what it was like to be up on a pedestal but he usually shrugged it off.  Now, hearing that simple hope voiced with such longing John was reminded that it wasn’t entirely a joke, that of all of them Alan strived for his attention and approval the most and with that came great responsibility.  

“I know and I’m really sorry.  The guy leading the seminar today was an expert in broad spectrum communication arrays and I wanted to run some ideas by  him.  I’ve been working on some theories on multi-frequency monitoring and didn’t know when I would get another chance to talk to him.”  He paused, realising he was babbling in his attempt to make Alan see that this had been important, that he hadn’t wanted to be late and really did care.  But Alan didn’t need his excuses, what he needed was his brothers.  He took a sip of water and refocused his attentions.  “Look, I don’t have any classes until 12 tomorrow so we can do something together in the morning.  In the afternoon you can either stay here and do your own work or come with me and sit in on my lectures.”

“It’s not freight law is it?  Cos that stuff sounds dull as anything.”  He knew John was trying to make up for being late home and ordinarily he would have jumped at the chance to gatecrash some lectures but he was still hurting and not ready to forgive him so quickly.  “I really don’t get why Virgil is even getting his space licence anyway, let alone for transport pilot.”  

Both John and Virgil decided to ignore that comment.  Alan had grown up a lot lately but they both  knew  he had always viewed space as the personal domain of himself and John and was still prone to the occasional flare of jealousy that Virgil was getting space rated too, seemingly on a whim.  The news of Virgil’s first trip into orbit had been greeted with a flare of temper that saw Alan rejecting all calls for a week. 

“I don’t have to take that one, although I do have a few units of my own I could do without.  No, tomorrow is nutrition and physiology.”  He noted the eye roll that suggested Alan wasn’t enthused with those topics either.  “There’s no need to decide now, just see how you feel tomorrow, but you can’t spend all afternoon on video games , if you stay home you’ll need to get some school work done or Dad might stop you from staying over.”

Alan knew that was an empty threat.  As long as he kept turning in grade cards at regular intervals and was on track to finish his diploma no later than if he had been in school then he was fairly confident their father wouldn’t even think of banning the trips to Kansas.  If anything he seemed to be keen to have Alan out of town as much as possible as his overseas business trips became more frequent.

The prospect of getting to spend at least the following morning with John lifted Alan’s mood considerably and the rest of the meal passed without incident.

xoxoxox

John quietly pushed open Virgil’s door.  The light spilled out, momentarily lighting up the tousle haired figure on the couch before it was blocked by John as he quickly slipped inside, leaving the door ajar behind him.  He took in the piles of notes on the desk and the bucket sized mug beside them, now empty of the coffee he knew it would have contained.

“Anything I can help with?” he asked, perching on the edge of the bed that really ought to be occupied already.

Virgil spun his chair around.  “No, thanks, it’s not difficult, just tedious.”

This was something John could empathise with.  While they each had a different specialism and focus to their course, both had encountered topics that less than thrilled them; for Virgil freight transport law was a topic he was unable to feel enthusiastic about but it was a necessary component to his studies.

“Working  through the night isn’t going to help.”

“I need to make up the time, I didn’t get much studying done earlier.”

“Alan?” John rolled his eyes in a way that suggested this was a statement rather than a question.  The attitude over dinner had shown that Alan had been in a bad mood and he knew that Virgil was too soft to just put the teen in his place.

Virgil nodded then yawned, space law wasn’t a thrilling topic at the best of times and his focus was distinctly wavering.  The effects of the coffee were wearing off and, much as he would like another, the coffee maker was loud and he didn’t want to risk waking the teenager currently sleeping in their living area. 

“Why didn’t you just work in here?”  To John it made absolutely no sense that his brother had set up at the dining table when he had a perfectly good desk in his own room where he could have gotten on with his work in peace as he was doing now.

“Couldn't  you feel how much he  wants our attention?  He may have been a pain in the ass but I couldn’t disappear and ignore him when he’s only just got here.  I’ve got time.  The exam isn’t ‘til Thursday, I can study once he’s asleep.”

“Not tonight you aren't ,” John frowned as yet another yawn escaped his sibling, “and you haven’t been ignoring him, Alan said you took him flying this morning.  Have you gotten any studying done today?”

“Not enough,” Virgil groaned, casting another glance at the scribbles on permitted loads and which cargoes needed to be registered with the Space Authority prior to launch.  While his study time may have taken a hit he didn’t regret taking his youngest brother flying, the pure joy Alan exhibited while in the air was a world away from the loneliness he had confessed to on the ride back from the airfield.  “But at least Alan still wants to talk to me.”

“Still nothing from Scott?” John sighed.  He could see how much the growing distance between his two oldest brothers was preying on Virgil’s mind; freight transport law really didn’t stand a chance.     

“Nothing worth mentioning.”  He raked a hand through his hair in an action that had John raising an eyebrow.  Virgil squirmed slightly under the gaze that suddenly seemed far too knowing and he was reminded that, while John might be guarded about his own emotions, that didn’t mean he wasn’t observant to the moods of others.  He really didn’t want to be unloading all his concerns onto John, it was part of the unwritten code of older brothers to not burden the younger ones, but with his usual outlet and sounding board going awol being one of his issues he found himself leaning on his next in line.   

“I’m worried about him,” Virgil confided, “we used to talk all the time but now I’m lucky if I can keep him on the line for three minutes at a time and my messages go unanswered for days.” 

“Perhaps he’s just talking to Gordon more, ever since the whole WASP thing those two have been a lot closer.”  

“Maybe, but since Gordon started on the bathyscape he’s been pretty busy.  That’s one of the things Alan was telling me ; Gordon used to check in with him every couple of days but since taking command and starting his course he’s really cut back on contact.  I’m worried that Scott isn’t talking to any of us. There is something going on and  I don’t like it; you know how he can be when something’s bothering him.”

John had never had the kind of  bond with Scott that Virgil had but he knew well enough that Virgil’s instincts for these things were generally to be trusted.  It was almost uncanny how Virgil was able to sense upset and tension in his brothers and more than once during his time at Harvard John had found himself on the receiving end of a well timed holo-call or care package.

“Do you think it’s Dad?”  While John might not have been explicitly confided in before he certainly wasn’t stupid, he’d picked up on the tone of his brothers’ calls before the topic of the future had become verboten.  Even if he hadn’t there was no ignoring that fact that Scott hadn’t been attending the scheduled group calls with their father and the ire this raised despite Jeff’s thinly veiled attempts to brush Scott’s absences off as down to unavoidable Air Force commitments.  It didn’t take a genius to work out that relations between Scott and their father had become strained. 

“Could be.  You know well enough that Dad still won’t even consider a plan that doesn’t have Scott as field commander, he talks like it’s a done deal and I know Scott hates that, he feels like he’s had all free will stripped away.  If Dad has been getting at him again that would certainly be getting him down.”  Virgil picked up his mug and tipped it back, grimacing when it only yielded a few cold and bitter drips, before setting it back down heavily.  God he needed more caffeine but he wasn’t quite ready to resort to the emergency energy drink stashed in his desk and he had a suspicious feeling John wouldn’t let him have it anyway.  He turned back to the problem in hand; now he’d started confiding in John he may as well keep going.  “Thing is, that doesn’t explain why Scott has started avoiding me.  I’ve been careful not to mention the whole business to him, I’ve had my head chewed off too many times and since Scott made it perfectly clear he isn’t joining we just agreed to not talk about it.  No, I think there is something else going on, something more than just Dad, but he keeps shutting me out.”

“Try not to worry about Scott for now, or at least not until after Thursday.  At the moment all you need to focus on is that exam.”

Virgil cast a rueful glance at the hated notes.  He knew John was right, once the freight law was out of the way he could throw his energies at distant siblings a lot more freely, or at least he could until the next exam came along.  The problem was, without Scott on the team, he wasn’t wholly convinced that the exam was going to mean anything.  .

“Do you think we can do it?  I mean really make it work.  Cos with only the three of us I just can’t see how it'll be  possible.  Even with Scott it would be a stretch but without him…”  he tailed off, unwilling to say out loud what he was really feeling, that the whole thing was a fool's errand. No amount of good intentions and determination would be enough to run the outfit successfully with just him, John and their father.

John could understand his doubts.  He had plenty of them himself, none of which had been dispelled by the many calculations he had run, trying to find some tiny shred of evidence that said  the dream could indeed be made reality.  Looking at it logically he knew their father’s vision was an impossible fantasy but it was a fantasy he wanted to believe in.  He wanted to live among the stars and the venture was nothing if not noble.

The notes on freight law lay abandoned on the desk as the brothers continued to talk through their fears, hopes and dreams, unaware that the figure in the next room wasn’t quite as asleep as they thought.

Xoxoxox

“So, what’s International Rescue?”

There was a splutter as John half choked on a spoonful of granola.  Virgil set the coffee pot down on the counter and carefully schooled his features to a neutral expression before turning to face his brother.

“What was that, Al?”  

“You heard me,” the nonchalance of the original question now  gone, Alan’s voice was aggressive and challenging.  “International Rescue.”  

Virgil darted a look at John but found no help there, the latter was still wiping tears from his eyes having finally dislodged the clump of oats.  Any hope of passing it  off as nothing had been dashed by John’s unfortunate and very obvious reaction to the question.   He sighed, reclaimed the coffee pot, and brought the whole jug over to the table.  There was no way he was facing this conversation without caffeine and he had a feeling he was going to need more than one cup.

“You want me to get you some water?”  

John gave another cough and shook his head.  “No, I’m good, thanks.”

“Are either of you going to answer me or are you just going to ignore me like Dad does?”  Alan was  bristling with indignation which was coming across with a brattish pout.  

“I’m not ignoring you, I just...you threw me, that all.  How did you find out?”  

“I heard you two talking last night.”

Virgil poured himself a mug of coffee and quickly drained half of it, despite it still being scalding hot.  The thought that this was a problem of his own making settled like a lead weight in the pit of his stomach.  He tried to remember just what he and John had talked about, he knew there had been a lot both about International Rescue and the family in general, and he wondered how much Alan had overheard.  “We thought you were asleep.”

“Yeah, well, I wasn’t.”

“Look, it’s not that we don’t want to tell you it’s just Dad forbade us from talking about it.”  Indecision and worry played out across Virgil’s features at the prospect of defying a direct order.

“Gordon made you promise you would tell him.”  John cut in, a little unhelpfully in Virgil’s opinion.  “If he heard us talking last night he may as well hear the full story, now is as good a time as any.”

Alan had heard Scott’s name crop up last night but Gordon hadn’t been mentioned in relation to whatever this mysterious plan was. Discussions on Gordon had been limited to WASP and the course he was doing with CalTech from what he had heard.  The knowledge that the entire family was hiding something from him, including the brother he thought he could trust the most, came as a bitter blow, resentment that had been building for some time came crashing out.

“Gordon knows too?" he clarified, not wanting to believe it. "I hate this family sometimes, I hate that I’m just some afterthought.  I thought Gordon was different, I thought he cared.  Guess I was wrong.”  Alan could see the hurt he was causing as the words hit Virgil like a whip, but he was too angry to care., if anything it felt good to see his brother feeling  the same pain that he was.

“That’s not true, Alan, ”  Virgil assured him, trying to soothe some of the hurt that was bubbling out of his youngest brother.  “Gordon does care, we all do.”

“Yeah, well you’ve got a funny way of showing it.  I’m always the last to know everything, it’s like I’m some massive inconvenience.  I might as well  just pack my stuff and get out of your hair.”

Alan pushed his chair back from the table with a scrape and started grabbing the belongings he had discarded around the room over the course of his short visit, shoving them into the open duffel bag at the end of the couch.  He could deal with the others knowing stuff but Gordon was different.  It had hurt so much that Gordon hadn’t confided in him about WASP and now it seemed that he had been betrayed again. Gordon had made that transition into adulthood, someone worth telling stuff to, and he was still some kid to be kept in the dark.  Alone. 

“Alan, please, it’s really not like that.”  Virgil was after him like a shot, grabbing his brother’s arm in an attempt to halt the furious packing.  The blue eyes that spun to face him contained a mix of tears and venom.  

Alan tried to pull away, embarrassed at the emotion he couldn’t control, but hearing that Gordon had been keeping secrets again had stabbed him in the heart.  The hand on his arm became a full on bear hug and Alan found himself wrapped in solid muscle with no hope of escape.  He struggled for a moment then stilled, giving up on his attempt to get free.  

Virgil never loosened his hold, warm and comforting, and Alan soon found himself returning the hug; he couldn’t remember the last time he’d actually been held like this and hadn’t realised how much he missed the human contact.  He became vaguely aware of an extra hand on his shoulder and unburied his head enough to see that John had joined them.

“Believe me, Alan, we’ve wanted to tell you.  Gordon especially made it quite clear you shouldn’t be frozen out of all this but Dad was adamant that you weren’t to be told.  No matter what Dad says we were going to tell you once Virgil qualified but I think we need to bring that forward.”  There was total honesty in John’s eyes as he held his brother’s gaze.  

Alan was slightly mollified that there had at least been a plan among his  brothers to bring him into the loop and he could feel the sincerity in his brother's words.  He was increasingly quick to anger at the injustices of being the youngest, more so now that he didn’t have Gordon around to share in the same treatment, but he knew deep down that his main antagonist was their father with his draconian rules.  If their father had expressly forbidden something, rather than just choosing not to mention it, then he knew he was putting Virgil and John in an incredibly difficult position; witnessing Gordon’s defiance and their father’s reaction to it had shown that he wasn’t beyond making life intensely difficult for those who dared to disobey.

Feeling that the tension had at least partially ebbed out of his youngest brother’s body Virgil loosened his grip and sat down on the couch, inviting Alan to take the seat next to him.  Ever thoughtful, John reclaimed the coffee pot and mugs from  the table and set them up on the coffee table before grabbing a spare seat.

“I think it’s time we brought you up to speed. There are some big changes ahead although even we don’t know when anything is going to happen.  And John’s right, Gordon isn’t to blame for this at all.  We were shocked when he said you guys never got warned before the move to LA and we promised you’d never get another upheaval like that.”

“I’ve gotta move again?”  As much as Alan had no great fondness for LA he also wasn’t keen on the idea of uprooting yet again, setting up goodness knows where, which sounded very much like where this conversation was headed.  At least this time he wouldn’t have to worry about integrating into a new school.

“WE are going to move.  I’m not sure when, but yeah, Dad’s setting up somewhere new.  Once I get my space rating I’ll be moving back to LA then, a year later, when he’s finished his course, John’s going to be joining us, wherever we happen to be at the time.”

Alan looked across at John and received a slight nod of confirmation.  “Yeah, I’ll be coming home too, at least until my space station is ready.”

Alan’s eyes widened.

“John, are you sure…?”

John just rolled his eyes at Virgil.  “Believe me, it’s better to tell him everything than have him guessing, or worse hunting for the information himself.”

Virgil still looked unconvinced but decided to follow John’s lead.  When the news had come out about Alan hacking the school administration systems he had been shocked at the youngest Tracy’s disregard for rules but John had merely shrugged and commented that he would probably have done the same.  John had been more disappointed that Alan had been skipping school, the rest of the duplicitous behaviour hadn’t phased him and Virgil had received a surprising and uncomfortable insight into a shared characteristic of the two brothers currently sat with him.  If John thought unanswered questions would lead to Alan seeking out the details for himself then he would much rather tell all.  If their father found out this conversation was happening they would all be in serious trouble but if Alan was caught attempting to go through their father’s files, well, Virgil didn’t want to imagine the consequences of that.

“I guess you’re right, I mean the whole idea can only work if we trust each other and that means total honesty.”  

The coffee went cold as Virgil, aided by John, told Alan all he could about their father’s vision for a rescue organisation with global capabilities, the aircraft currently being designed and the supporting vehicles and equipment that would be used on site to help those in need, and of course the need to relocate to a suitable base. 

The conversation became decidedly trickier when it came to detailing the role each brother was expected to take in the organisation.  Much as Virgil would have preferred to leave out the growing rift that was opening up between Scott and their father, there was no escaping the fact that the plans were not progressing smoothly.  

He reached the end and waited, unsure how Alan would react.

“So this is why you’re doing this course , so you can help get John get to his monitoring station or whatever it is?”

“Yeah, and to help take stuff up there before things go operational.”  Trust Alan to latch on to the space flight parts of the whole set-up, Virgil just hoped Alan would be less jealous of him getting space rated now he knew why it was happening.  Until now he had never been able to give a decent answer for his sudden change in direction away from engineering.  Despite Alan trying to hide it if it meant he could escape LA and come visit, he knew his brother resented what he saw as an  intrusion on the domain he viewed as his and John’s alone.  “Beyond supply runs I doubt I’ll be heading into space much.  Life on the comms satellite doesn’t appeal to me so I’m hoping I won’t have to do too many rotations.”

“But Scott doesn’t want in?”

“Uh huh.  John and I have been trying to figure out how it could work without him because Dad is just ploughing on regardless.  He’s convinced Scott’s going to just resign his commission and fall into line the moment he gives the order.”

“I think I’ll make myself scarce when that showdown happens.”  Alan hadn’t often witnessed Scott and their father butt heads, those sorts of disagreements tended to happen firmly behind closed doors, but he could easily imagine the two clashing, each as stubborn and determined as the other.

“Probably wise,” replied John.  “And you can't let Dad know we’ve been speaking about this or we’ll all be on the receiving end of those fireworks.”

“Don’t worry about that, that would involve Dad actually talking to me and he barely even registers that I exist.”

That earned a frown from Virgil who was suddenly even more glad that he only had a couple more months left at Tracy College.  With Gordon forging a new life in WASP he’d made a solemn promise to look out for Alan but what with the demands of his course and his worries over Scott, he realised he  hadn’t been paying as much attention as he should.  He certainly hadn’t realised their father had gotten quite so distant and aloof with the teen again.  Still, in two months time he would be back in LA where  he could give his brother some proper attention.  In the meantime his freight law notes were beckoning; if he failed the exam and didn’t achieve his space rating then International Rescue would be even more of an impossible pipedream.

[thefoxwhowanders]

Here's some character descriptions for my main characters from my story if anyone is interested! I used picrews to show you guys how they look! Also, I don't have a lot of time to draw them right now 🙃

Ingra is a strong-willed character who rarely hides her feelings, and even if she tries, it’s always written on her face. She can be blunt at times and says things without giving much thought to it. She has a tendency to say some of her thoughts out loud, because it helps her think. She’s always longing for knowledge and would ditch any party just to read a book. She tends to ask a lot of questions without thinking, because her curiosity sometimes takes over. If she is given the chance, she can talk for hours about anything and everything. She tends to keep to herself most of the time, because she’s afraid others will find her annoying, so she stays away. She would cry with you if you are sad and hug you while you cry. She may talk a lot, but she can be a good listener if you need her to be. She loves to dance more than anything, because she used to dance with her mother before the kidnapping. She would dance all day if she could. She also loves to sing, but she thinks she’s not that good at it even though she is.

Favorite color(s): Burgundy and cerulean blue

Favorite season: Spring 

Likes: Animals, dresses, jewelry, her parents, snow, soft music, flowy dresses, folktales, fairy tales, stories in general, books, knowledge and owls

Dislikes: loud music, beetles, spiders, pastel dresses on her, the king, slavery, and nosey people. 

Suirea is a person who tends to keep to himself when he can, and he avoids going to parties, because they make him feel uncomfortable even though he has to go to them. He would always sneak out of the palace during a party in disguise to get some time to himself. He has a tendency to put others before himself and his own needs. He doesn’t care about himself as much as he does for others which causes him to get hurt easily. He’s the kind of person who falls in love too easily or gets attached too easily. He’s a great listener, because he puts all his attention on you. He isn’t afraid to be open about his own feelings, because it helps him to talk about it. Other times, he just pushes the feelings away and tries to forget about them. He can be selfish sometimes when it comes to the people he gets attached to, but he tries his best to hide it out of fear. Suirea loves to paint and read and write poetry, because it calms him and makes him smile. He also enjoys sparring and archery.

Favorite color(s): Gold and green

Favorite season: Winter

Likes: poetry, memorizing quotes, big dogs, rain, birds, climbing, crafting, making things with his hands, roses, his sisters and his mother

Lucero is a character who tends to hide his feelings behind a smile. He's a person who does his best to make your day better when you're sad. He's always smiling, even when he's sad (sometimes) which can be a problem. He tends to make people laugh without even trying to be funny. He laughs pretty easily, because he finds mostly everything funny. When he has to be serious, he will be serious. He can be a little reckless sometimes, and oblivious. He has a tendency to daydream a lot, and completely forget any task at hand. Lucero can easily tell if someone is in a bad mood without even having to talk to them. He likes to go to all the festivals and parties, because he enjoys them. He can be a little blunt, and he isn’t afraid to say what’s on his mind. When it comes to showing affection to others, he does it frequently. He would hug you all the time if he can, but he knows that some people can feel uncomfortable if he does that, so he restrains himself. He would tell you he loves you a million times if he can, and throw compliments at you 24/7. He’s not afraid to tell you exactly how he feels about you. He sometimes thinks he has an annoying/overbearing personality, so he tries to say things that he thinks people may not find annoying. Lucero loves to dance, which is an interest he shares with his closest friend Ingra because they both love to dance. He loves to bake and cook because it was one of the things he loved doing with his mother whenever his father wasn’t home. Astronomy is a subject he adores, he could talk about space for hours and hours. He also loves making origami for fun.

Favorite color(s): Red, and black

Favorite season: Summer

Likes: Dancing, baking, his mother, cooking, making origami, cats, astronomy, Ingra (not romantically), daydreaming, sewing, jokes, laughing, talking, partying, and festivals.

Dislikes: his father, being annoying, being alone, rain, loud noise, phonies, cruel people, and bullies

Asante is a person who puts her duties before her interests. She is the kind of person who would put all her focus on something and forget to take care of herself. She is usually a composed person, but she will knock you down if you attempt to hurt her friends, her people or stand in her way. She is wise for her age, and there are times where people think she is older than she actually is. She loves her culture and her people more than anything. She would do anything for them even sacrifice her own life for them. She isn’t afraid of people hating her for what she believes in. She is understanding and does her best to listen even when you disagree with her. She loves to joke around a lot, and she can be sarcastic, but she does her best to not ever cross the line. She loves to be around people and party if she feels like it. She has a tendency to overthink things and worry a lot to the point of keeping herself up all night. She’s the kind of person who would write down all your favorite things on a piece of paper and try to memorize them later. She loves to cook and clean when she’s feeling tense or angry because it calms her. She also loves history and different cultures.

Favorite color(s): dark blue, and red

Favorite season: Winter

Likes: Cooking, jokes, butterflies, culture, people, history, food, long naps, sitting around the fire, her mother, and sewing (she likes to sew her own clothes)

Dislikes: Sweets, liars, waking up early, fake people, and being alone (she doesn’t dislike a lot of things

Since Alexandria was a child, she has always been self-conscious about her body and herself. People would always make fun of her for being chubby and overweight to the point where she began to hate herself. As she got older, she began to ignore all the comments she received from others including her parents. She stopped caring about what other people thought of her, but sometimes it still affected her when someone called her something she was not. She tried her best to not care about her appearance, but whenever she looked in the mirror, all the negative words said to her began to surface and come out. Alexandria likes to doodle on her hands when she’s bored and play scenes from her favorite stories with her older sister. She isn’t afraid to try new things whether it’s a new dish or a game she’s never played before. She can be a bit stubborn, but if she knows she’s wrong then she will try to understand. She doesn’t like when people worry about her and she likes to fight her battles by herself rather than asking anyone else for help. She likes to do everything by herself without ever wanting to ask anyone for help, because she didn’t want people to think she’s weak. She tries to be strong and brave even when she feels weak. 

Favorite color(s); Pink and Lavender

Favorite Season: Fall

Likes: Doodling, acting, stories, games, puzzles, soft music, her sister, gardening, waking up early, sweets, playing in the leaves, spicy food and rain.

Dislikes: her parents, her older brother, being forgotten, being hated, nuts, and parties

He’s a silent man, who chooses to speak only when he needs to most of the time. He barely speaks because he prefers to keep to himself, because he believes no one would care about what he says anyways. As a kid, he was always smiling all the time so he has smile lines on his face. He also loved to play the piano when he was younger but he hasn't touched the piano ever since. He's become a shadow of the person he once was after his family was murdered. Rogue takes it upon himself to take revenge and find the people who killed his family. He stops using his given name on that day and takes the name Rogue, because he believes he doesn’t deserve the name his father gave to him after the things he did. He grew up with a loving family, and a dream of one day becoming a musician, but it all changed after that day. Even though he doesn’t speak a lot, he does listen and pay attention. He also cares in his own way like giving someone a larger portion of food while he gets the smaller portion or giving someone his cloak when they are cold. He would be the kind of person to buy you a nice and thoughtful gift, because of how much he pays attention. He keeps a small flute he carved himself in his pocket at all times, because he likes playing it. 

Favorite color(s): Red

Favorite season: Winter

Likes: playing the piano, archery, counting the stars in the sky, playing the flute, music, nature, and the sound of birds chirping in the morning, 

Dislikes: the king, talking, the cold, and loud noises (he doesn’t really dislike a lot of things)

(He has elf ears, but I can only choose one bc of the 10 image limit 😭)

Ren is a shy character who likes to keep to himself most of the time, but he does speak a lot once you get to know him. He gets embarrassed pretty easily, and he can be clumsy sometimes which is funny, because you would never expect it from someone like him. He doesn’t like when people give him compliments, because he doesn’t know what to say in return. He always has a serious face, and it’s rare to see him smile. He tends to blush a lot whenever he’s complimented, because he isn’t used to it. He has a hard time showing affection and returning it, because he never received a lot of affection in general. When someone asks him about something he loves, he gets really passionate about it and excited; he can talk about it for hours if you asked him too. Whenever someone jokes around with him, it takes him a while to realize it’s a joke so he always laughs late. It’s also hard for him to detect sarcasm, so he always takes it seriously whenever someone is being sarcastic towards him. He’s the kind of person who would find dad jokes funny and try to make some himself. He’s pretty intelligent, but he can be a little clueless sometimes. He also has trust issues, because whenever he becomes attached to someone, they always end up leaving him once they know his secret. Ren isn’t ashamed of being an elf, so he likes to walk around without hiding his ears even though he gets a lot of stares and hate from others. Ren doesn’t like hugging or touching people, but he doesn’t mind when someone does it back to him as much. He loves archery which is why he keeps a bow and arrow on him at all times. He loves to play the lyre his father gave him whenever he’s outside in nature, because it calms him. 

Favorite color(s): silver

Favorite season: Spring

Likes: playing the lyre, nature, solitude, dad jokes, fishing, being outside, archery, hiking, reading, math (yes, he loves math), gardening, sweets, quiet and swimming 

Dislikes: The cold, parties, crowds, spicy food, compliments, and loud noises

I still have two more characters I'll add later! Yeah, here are my characters! Tell me what you think of them? Which character or characters are your favorite so far? If you have any questions, just ask and I'll do my best to answer!

Tagging some mutuals! @insane---chaos @oscar-fairchild @nolu @mitsuhamiyamizi @idontgetit-whydoihavetosaymyname @ineedadrinkorsleep @older-brother-kit @idontgetit-whydoihavetosaymyname @brotherhalal-ariahs @fieryfantasybooklover @ghostlivvy @zzoyalantsov @purplebass @vxnya-hxrgreeves @morgnstern @anxiousbookenthusiast @theprinceoftheaire @themostawesomehuman

[lovemesomesurveys]

Do you have any tan lines? Nope. Have you ever wished you could stop time? Yes. I’ve also wished I could speed it up. Is there any pictures on the wall you're in? Yeah, there’s several. Who was the last person who called you? My mom. Did you make any money today? No.

Have you ever fallen and twisted your ankle? No. What was the highest place you've ever jumped from? I haven’t jumped from anywhere. Have you ever gone swimming in a river? No. Ever been so unfortunate to slip on wet rocks? Nope. When was the last time you got completely soaked by rain? It’s been a long time. One of the times that comes to mind is when my mom, aunt, a former friend, and I were at an outdoor festival and we got caught in an unexpected rain storm. It just started pouring down hard and we were not prepared at all. We had to run back to our car, which was parked a good distance away and yeah we were absolutely soaked. 

Is there something you really want to buy at the moment? I’d love to be able to book a beach vacation getaway. Would you ever consider culinary school? No. I’m not a cook and have no interest in trying to become one. Do you ever watch the clouds, to see if they look like objects/animals etc? I did when I was a kid sometimes. When was the last time you didn't want to get out of bed? That’s me everyday. It’s a real struggle. Are you excited for anything coming up in the near future? No. My foreseeable future consists of more doctors and appointments and struggles and spending most of my time in bed. Speaking of dancing, do you know any real dance moves? I know them, but I can’t do them. Do you save cards from your birthday/x-mas, etc? Yes. What was the last souvenir someone got you? A shirt. Do you have a favorite remix of a song? One of my favorite covers is Adele’s cover of George Michael’s “Fast Love” that she preformed at an award show in honor of him after he died. I can only describe it as hauntingly beautiful. I really wish she would have released a studio version of it. When was the last time you printed something off? I don’t recall; it’s been awhile. Are you one of those people who can learn music/songs by ear? No, I wish. There was a guy in my piano class I took my senior year in high school that could do that. It was really cool. Has the power gone out recently? No, but I have a feeling it will happen soon. It always does when we have a lot of triple digit degree weather, which is what this week has consisted of. Do you like driving at night? I don’t drive, but I like nighttime drives. Like, whenever I travel I love leaving really early when it’s still dark out. It’s a different experience. Does seeing roadkill make you sad, or just grossed out? Both. Does wearing heels make you feel sexier? I don’t wear heels. What do you think is the most saddest sounding instrument? The piano can sound that way. What day do you go back to school (if you're in school)? I’m forever done with school. When was the last time you've gone shopping with a friend? It’s been a few years. Do you ever go out to dinner with your Mom? We haven’t physically gone out to eat for dinner in quite a long time.  What is your favorite kind of salad dressing? Ranch. Have you ever bought fireworks? Not me personlly, but my dad and brother do every 4th of July. Do you really pay attention to the ratings on movies? Sometimes, but I ultimately decide if I want to see it or not. Have you ever snuck in to a theater/dance/bar etc? No. If given the chance, would you go to Ireland? Sure. Who was the last person/website to send you an email? I don’t feel like checking. Has your phone ever rang and scared you? Yeah. I’m such a jumpy person anyway. If you have a cat, does it ever "converse" with you? I don’t have a cat. If given the chance, would you ever fly in a fighter plane like the F-16? No. Are you afraid of standing on the edge of hills/skyscrapers/cliffs etc? Uh, YES. Do you have a favorite species of wild cat (tiger/lion/cougar etc)? No. Do you support the funds designed to protect endangered animals? (Like WWF). I haven’t done much myself to support them, but I’m glad they exist. What type of a drunk are you? (Obnoxious, calm, emotional, violent, etc) I was a chatty drunk. I feel like I was annoying, ha. I was also the sad drunk. Do you have an absolute favorite name (boy or girl)? I love the name Alexander. Are you good at pronouncing foreign words? Uhh, depends. If you're not already, when do you plan on getting married? I don’t want to get married. Can you tolerate the smell of cigarette smoke? Nooo. It honestly makes me sick, like I get lightheaded and dizzy, I get nauseous, and I get a really bad headache. When listening to music, do you usually tap your foot etc to the beat? I sometimes tap my fingers and hands. Have you ever literally cried on a friend's shoulder? No. Was there something that "made your day" today? It literally just turned midnight, so today is just now starting. Do you have a favorite kind of chocolate bar? White chocolate. Are you happy that it's summer? Ugh, no. It’s hot and miserable. Is there anything that you should be doing right now? I’m about to make my nightly bowl of ramen.  Has anyone had expectations that you just couldn't live up to? (finishing this a couple hours later...) That’s how I’ve been feeling. Are you currently in a relationship? If so, how long have you been dating? Nope. Would you ever consider being a DJ at a party if you were paid? Nah. Have you ever tried those electric toothbrushes? Wow, this question makes it seem like they’re so futuristic and rare lol. Yes, I use electric toothbrushes. Are you or anyone you know devoted to "being green"? Not overly so, no. When it comes election time, do you vote (if you're old enough)? Yes. What was the last movie you watched that was on TV? I watched Fear 1994 on Netflix recently if that counts. How long have you had an account on bzoink? I don’t have an account on bzoink. Do strapless bras work for you? I don’t like them. I only wear them if I have to, like with a dress. Do you have a favorite hair elastic that you use almost always? No. Has anyone told you that they wanted to marry you/ were planning on it/etc? No. When you were younger, did you have a yoyo? I did. I couldn’t do any tricks, though. What was the last video game you played, if any? Animal Crossing: New Horizons. Has anyone ever called you nerdy? Yeah. Have you ever had to call 911? Yes. Has there ever been a tornado near where you live? No, fortunately. Are you a rollercoaster addict? Noo. I’m a big scardy cat. Do you feel comfortable enough to wear short shorts? No. I’m very self-conscious about my legs. About my body in general, really. If you have iTunes, do you find the Genius recommendations helpful? I don’t even recall what that is; I haven’t used iTunes in almost 10 years. Are you quick at looking up numbers in phonebooks/ words in dictionaries? Phonebooks, wow.  I haven’t used a phonebook or actual dictionary in yearsssss thanks to the Internet/Google.  Have a favorite actor/actress from Old Hollywood? (Marilyn Munroe, etc) Lucille Ball. Out of Biology, Chemistry and Physics, which are you the best at? None of those. Is there a friend you can always talk to about anything? I don’t have any friends. Can you stand spicy foods? Not anymore. :( It’s gotta have like barely anything like McDonald’s or Taco Bell mild hot sauce type of stuff. It’s wild because I used to be obSESSED with spicy food. I put hot sauce on everything and had a high spicy tolerance. Then a few years ago I developed a sensitivity and I can’t even have red pepper flakes now. It sucks. What's your opinion on people who stretch their ears? Hey, do what you want. I’ll admit the really stretched out lobes freak me out, though. Do you think tattoos are expressive art or unattractive? To me they can be either one, it just depends. What is your school mascot? -- Do you find black and white photos to be pretty? Yeah. Food you make doesn't taste as good as food made by others, true? Sometimes. Especially foods like sandwiches for some reason. I think they’re way better when my mom or a deli makes them.  Is there a certain color that doesn't look good on you? I don’t think I look good in anything, so. Have you ever heard anything interesting about Nova Scotia, Canada? Not that I can recall. Have you ever seen a bear in the wild? No, thankfully. Do you know when you will get to see your significant other next? I’m single. What's the book you're currently reading? ”Such a Good Girl” by Willow Rose. Is your room currently a disaster? No. If going to a concert, do you prefer it to be outside or in a stadium? Definitely in a stadium.

Do you have a case for your camera? I use the camera on my phone, which I do have a case for. Can your cellphone take a beating? I’ve dropped it a few times and so far so good. Is there a month you prefer over others? October and December. Do you ever buy lottery tickets? Just a couple of times. Can you recall the most disturbing movie you've ever seen? A Clockwork Orange is one. Are you more of a tape or a glue person? Tape. Of course, it does depend on what I’m doing. In some cases, glue is the better option.  Has anyone you know gotten mono? Not that I know of. What is/or was your graduating year? I graduated UC in 2015. Have you had a weird dream lately? All my dreams are weird. Have you ever gotten an autograph from someone famous? Yes. Do you own a pair of slippers? No. Do you ever watch VHS movies anymore? No. I don’t even recall the last time. Has your computer ever decided to completely erase itself? No, but I’ve lost stuff because of viruses back in the day. :(

Only when the power goes out do we realize how much we rely on it, true? It definitely becomes quite apparent quite quickly. Have you ever picked an apple off the tree and eaten it? No. Can you say yes / no in different languages? ”Si” and “No”, ha. Are you good at styling your own hair? No. Especially not anymore since I just don’t have the motivation or energy to do anything with my hair, which is why it was always up in a bun. I finally just cut it really short and have been wearing a cute wig if I go somewhere cause that’s all I can to do right now. I am sad, though. It was so long.   Out of the traditional superheroes, which one is your favorite? The Scarlett Witch and Iron Man. What color is the shirt you're wearing right now? Black. Have you ever been lost? Physically and figuratively, yes.

[wangxianrabbit]

Wangxian Week Day 1

Family | Chances | Time Travel AU

Title: A Perfect Day

Author: wangxianrabbit

Rating: G

Warnings: none

Summary: Lan Wangji plans a day for his husband with his family.

Everything was perfect. Wei Wuxian would sleep in while Lan Wangji would go about his duties. When he finally crawled out of the Jingshi, he’d find the juniors and hang around them, often teasing them and teaching them stuff that Lan Qiren never would. 

Some days, Jiang Cheng would visit, more often then not with Jin Ling in tow. Those were some good times. Even though their relationship would never be what it once was when they were younger, they had slowly started to mend it. They finally considered themselves as brothers again, even if Jiang Cheng wouldn’t admit it.

When Jin Ling would visit, he’d tease him a lot, sometimes even playing pranks on him, but in the rare moments that they were alone, Jin Ling would ask him about his mother. Wei Wuxian would always answer anything he asked about his shijie, often sharing funny stories from their childhood. Wei Wuxian was so glad that Jin Ling didn’t hate him even though, much like his uncle, he would never admit that he actually tolerated him.

Wen Ning would stop by from time to time to visit Sizhui and Wei Wuxian. It felt good having his longtime friend around. He also knew how important Wen Ning was to Sizhui. It was nice to see them bond.

One day, Lan Wangji told Wei Wuxian that he had business to deal with and would be back in a few days. Wei Wuxian was sad to see him leave, even if only for a short while, but still cheerfully saw him off. Wei Wuxian spent the rest of the day goofing around before eventually heading to bed. 

The next day he woke up to someone gently shaking him awake. When he finally opened his eyes, he saw his husband’s jade like face. There was a small smile gracing his lips as he bent down and placed a gentle kiss to his husband’s lips before pulling away and telling him to get dressed.

Wei Wuxian, curious as to why Lan Wangji was back already and why he wanted him to get dressed asked a million questions before Lan Wangji placed another kiss on his lips to shut him up. After getting ready, Lan Wangji took his hand and started to lead him to the back hill. 

What greeted them surprised Wei Wuxian. Sitting around with the bunnies were the people he cared about. Sizhui was sitting there talking to Wen Ning while petting one of the bunnies currently laying in his lap. Jin Ling was bickering with Jingyi like usual. Jiang Cheng was standing off to the side, watching his nephew with a smile. Even Lil’Apple was standing there, eating some grass. He knew better than to disturb the bunnies by now.

As they got closer, Wei Wuxian could smell spicy food and something else that was familiar. Everyone turned to greet him before wishing him a happy birthday. Lan Sizhui made his way to his father’s side before hugging him tightly. Lan Jingyi and Jin Ling soon followed suit.

After the hug, Wei Wuxian turned to Lan Wangji and asked him, “Did you plan this all for me? I completely forgot it was even my birthday!”

“Mn,” Lan Wangji replied. Wei Wuxian immediately threw his arms around his neck and brought him into a kiss. He ignored the disgusted noises coming from his brother and nephew. Eventually they parted and sat down with everyone. 

As they started pulling out the food, Wei Wuxian’s eyes widened, “Is that...” he trailed off.

“Mn.”

“But how...” he turned to Jiang Cheng, “Did you?”

“No,” he laughed, “I just gave him the recipe. I’ll admit, I wasn’t going to at first, but when he told me why...” Jiang Cheng didn’t finish.

Wei Wuxian immediately hugged his brother while his brother just tried to push him away.

“I don’t know how good it will taste, but I followed the recipe,” Lan Wangji stated.

“I’m sure it will be great,” he said.

That afternoon was filled with lots of laughter and chatter. At one point, Jingyi and Sizhui had to stop Lil’Apple from trying to get into the food, but all in all it was a great day.

As night began to fall, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji headed back to the Jingshi. There, Wei Wuxian continued to pepper kisses all over his husbands face and thank him for everything. 

Wei Wuxan could not picture a more perfect day then the one his husband arranged for him. Being surrounded by his family was great. His husband definitely spoiled him, but he wasn’t complaining.

[readyourimgaines]

Punchline Takes a Hit: PT2

Summary: Spencer debates the difference of love and transference. With some help from a couple of friends, he finally gets the courage to ask out his crush. 

JJ could tell from the second she laid eyes on Reid that something was off. She couldn’t tell if something bad happened, or if he was just thinking. Either way, the blonde figured that talking would do the young doctor some good. 

“Hey, Spence.” JJ approached the younger man. “Everything okay?” 

He looked up from his paperwork with a blank face but conflicted eyes. “Yeah. Why?” 

“You just seem a little quiet today. Are you sure everything’s going alright?” JJ cocked her head a little but made sure to keep her voice gentle. 

Oftentimes, one had to over express themselves for Reid to get their gestures. He had no problems reading potential unsubs or the families of victims, yet he couldn’t read his friends well. If something was wrong, he could tell immediately, he could tell they were happy because they were smiling and laughing. Just about anything else, though? Annoyance, anger, confusion, contentment, curiousness? He couldn’t tell. 

Reid started tugging firmly- not hard enough to hurt- on the hair at the nape of his neck. JJ noticed first as she was passing through the bullpen on her way to Hotch’s office with an armload of files. She quickly placed the files on Hotch’s desk and left before the man had a chance to say thank you. 

JJ placed her hands gently on Reid’s shoulder. “Spence? Let’s go talk, okay?” She helped the young doctor out of his seat and led him to her office. “You okay?” 

“Just...overthinking.” Spencer’s hand was still tugging at his hair and JJ found herself wondering if he even knew he was doing it. 

“Okay,” JJ nodded slowly. She handed Reid a pencil and a rubber band from her desk with one hand, easing Spencer’s hand from his hair with the other. “Is your mom okay?” she guessed.

“Fine.” Spencer took a deep breath and shakily released it. He started muttering under his breath and JJ frowned. 

“What?” 

“Transference happens when someone redirects their feelings or-or a desire for someone to an unrelated third party,” Reid recited. “Freud believed it happened more often when stemming from one’s childhood. But that doesn’t make- it can’t-” 

“Spence, Spence. Slow down. We can figure this out. Why do you think you’re transferring your feelings onto a third party?” JJ eased Reid to sit in her desk chair and he immediately started moving the swivel chair in semi-circles. 

“I have to be. He’s not even-” Spencer stopped and shook his head. 

“Who?” JJ tried to pry. 

“Morgan.”

“Morgan’s bi,” JJ offered. “Do you have feelings for Morgan?” 

“I can’t,” Spencer shook his head frantically. The sound that came out of his throat when the rubber band snapped against his hand was nearly a whimper.

“Why not?” JJ cocked her head and sat on the corner of her over-cluttered desk. “Spence, it’s okay to develop feelings for people- especially someone you work with and see everyday.”    

“Not Morgan. He wasn’t trying to be romantic. He was just being a friend. Friends hang out after work. You and I aren’t dating and we go to the movies all the time.”

“Right,” JJ nodded. “Have you tried talking to Morgan about this?” 

“No. I can’t. It would mess everything up,” Spencer stopped spinning the chair. “It’s just transference. I think I like him because he was kind and yesterday was close to what a date is supposed to be.” 

“Are you sure it wasn’t a date?” JJ proposed. 

“It wasn’t. He would have told me.” 

“How did he ask you?” JJ’s brows furrowed together. 

Spencer’s eyes gained a distant look. “Pretty Boy? Yeah? Wanna get some coffee that’s supposed to be sweet without rotting your teeth? My treat. Oh. Sure. The coffee they have here isn’t good enough? Do you see the ability to steam mil-” 

“Wait, wait,” JJ stopped Reid from continuing the rest of the conservation. “Morgan offering to pay was the indication of it being a date.” 

It was Reid’s turn to frown. “How is that an indication of a date? That’s such an everyday thing- he pays for my coffee all the time.” His eyes widened. “Have we been on dates before I didn’t know?” 

“No, no, Spence, he specified that this time was his treat. It wasn’t a convenience where we were on a case and you both needed coffee. This was going out of the way after work instead of going home.” 

“I didn’t know… This isn’t transference?” Spencer’s brown eyes finally met JJ’s. 

“No. You two like each other. There’s nothing being transferred.” JJ wore a small, encouraging smile.

*****

Elle was a little more than confused when she got a text from Reid that night. It was pretty rare for the young man to contact anyone outside of work seeing he had such a strong dislike towards technology. 

The text read: Are flowers too much for a first date?

Elle shook her head with a soft smile. Boys, she thought with a sigh. Regardless, she answered the poor boy’s text. You have to be careful with roses. They mean different things. Roses are too strong. 

Roses are too strong? Reid frowned and texted Hotch instead. He was married; he’d know about flower meanings, right? 

Hotch chuckled as he answered his phone. What’s so funny?” Haley asked. 

“Do you remember Dr. Spencer Reid?” Hotch looked at the blonde. 

“He’s the shy, Autistic boy, right?” She looked up from feeding Jack.

“Yeah. He just texted me, ‘do you know anything about flower symbolism? Elle says flowers have different messages’.” Hotch’s thumb danced across the flip-phone’s buttons. 

“What are you telling him?”

“That roses have the highest chance of getting him into his date’s bed. Pink camellias and carnations are signs of love and longing; ferns represent new beginnings.” Hotch typed the names of the flowers, placing an equals sign before the meaning. 

“Do you know who his date is?”

“SSA Hotchner does not.” 

So yes he did.

*****

Once Reid bought the flowers, he got into a cab and headed for Morgan’s. He knocked on the door, flowers in hand. His heart was hammering in his chest while he waited, jumping at the sudden barking of Clooney.  It had slipped his mind that Morgan had a dog.

Morgan opened the door, a little shocked to see Reid with a bouquet of flowers. “What’s up, Pretty Boy?” 

“I-I…” Reid’s heart was suddenly in his throat and he gulped. “I talked to JJ and I didn’t know yesterday was supposed to date.” the young doctor paused. “I didn’t- I haven’t been on a date before. I didn’t know that-”

“Spencer, Spencer. Slow down. It’s okay. Why don’t you come in?” Morgan opened the door a little wider led Reid in with a gentle hand on his forearm. Reid followed inside and Morgan closed the door behind them. 

Clooney was sitting on the couch, completely ignoring the men without a care in the world. 

“I wanted to ask you out on a real date- one that I know is a date. JJ said flowers were a nice gesture.” 

Morgan chuckled and took the flowers from Reid when the latter offered them. “You’re sure this is something you’re okay, Spencer?”

“You aren’t pressuring me; this isn’t transference. I genuinely have feelings for you,” Spencer nodded, not breaking eye contact. 

The solid, unwavering eye contact was the note that assured Morgan he was serious. Spencer hated eye contact. It made him squirm and stutter. Spencer only ever made eye contact for longer than a split second when he was sure of a detail in a profile or he was info-dumping and the person he was talking to was honestly engaging back. 

“Alright, Pretty Boy,” Morgan nodded with a smile. “We’ll go on a real date. We’ll think of something.” The man was already formulating ideas for the date. Somewhere that wasn’t too bright or loud, somewhere that didn’t serve spicy food. It narrowed things down some. 

“I-I know I’m not an easy person. I just...something’s good,” he tried to explain. “I don’t... “ he stopped and took a deep breath.

“You ain’t gotta know, man. Sometimes, ya just gotta go with it.” 

“Just gotta go with it,” Reid repeated with a smile.

**********

@mayonnaiseismycomfortfood​ @chaoticgremlinwholikescheese​

[oga-for-oga]

got tagged by @itsminorine 😌❤️

favorite color: red and yellow, can't choose between those two

last song i listened to: stolen dance - milky chance

favorite musicians: hozier without a doubt, i just love this man and his entire discography, arctic monkeys (esp AM), harry styles, doja cat, queen ummm lana del rey too, i think that's all of them

last film i watched: aladdin (2019) and i suffered bc of what they did to my man jafar 😭 also bc of the fashion, wth was that

last show i watched: the umbrella academy like 2 months ago, i still can't get myself to watch any other show bc s2 was so good 😩 (i actually remembered i tried watching it's always sunny in philadelphia but i had to stop mid first episode bc i was not prepared for the second hand embarrassment lmao)

sweet, spicy, or savory: savory all the way, sweet sometimes (rip younger me who insisted that i'll never stop loving sweet food, by now i mostly can't even look at it, i avoid anything with lots of sugar like a plague), spicy rarely and depends on what it is, i can't handle the spices ripp

sparkling water, tea, or coffee: sparkling water is hellish static water and i'll stand by that until the day i die (bearable only when mixed with something), tea all the way (usually in periods where i drink it like it's the only thing left on earth, followed by a few months where i don't even have a drop of it), coffee sometimes, hated it before but i love me either some turkish coffee or ice coffee occasionally

pets: rottweiler named marley, he's my baby 🥺🥺 had three dogs when i was younger, also had a cat before god cursed me with a cat allergy so strong there was a legit risk of me dying if i spent long enough w one (not as bad rn, but i am determined to go to any treatments available to get rid of it bc i swear on my life i will get cats some day 😤 also i'm most definitely getting a snake too)

as usual, i definitely overshared lmaoo

ummmm i’m feeling particularly socially anxious this time around so i won't be tagging anyone directly but if you see this and watch to do it, consider yourselves tagged by me! ❣️

[daddysfavouriteboytoy]

Samuel Xavier Watts

Name: Samuel Xavier Watts Nickname: Sam, Sammy Age: 38 Gender: Male Sexuality: Bi-curious Species: Human Appearance: (Face-claim: Cillian Murphy)

Height: 1,83 m Tattoos: the date of his father's death in greek numbers on the back of his neck Personality: Sam is very outspoken, usually no matter what is on his mind, it'll probably be spoken out aloud in mere seconds with no regards how it might affect the person he's speaking to. Due to his position, this rarely proves to be a problem, he only ever needs to keep his mouth shut during business meetings, a visible struggle for him. To many's surprises tho, he's a very manipulative and charming man, just knowing what to say to get people to do things he wants them to and if talking won't help, everyone is payable or has a very special person who'd they do everything for just to keep them safe. Because of his over-confidence, arrogance and little regards for others in general, many people tend to call him a narcissistic asshole. However, Samuel would prefer the title of a born leader because of his dominance, planing and strategic skills. There is no scenario he didn't already expect and plan for. Samuel has a good ability to understand difficult problems and create a solid solution for them. Because of his parents' successful lives, Sam is also quite image-conscious and image-focused, desiring to be just as good of a leader as his father was and is ready to do everything for accomplishing his dreams. Nevertheless, he is very social, outgoing and comfortable around others. Being alone is more of a punishment than a blessing for him, consequently, he tries to surround himself with his family and friends whenever possible. Therefore he can also come off as clingy and ridiculously jealous to people he is very close to. Relationships: Anastasia Watts – mother; 61 years old; retired model; widow Leonard Marcus Watts – father; deceased Likes: spicy food, black tea/coffee, reading biographies, expensive gifts, fast cars, cats, cuddling, affection, being so high he stops thinking of the past, little kids Dislikes: being ordered around, people standing up to him, being alone, sour sweets, pop music, cocky business partners, having to compromise, others trying to lecture him about his addictions/health, ingratitude, well-off people taking what they have for granted Hobbies: horseback riding, reading, playing the flute, judo, kickboxing Occupation: Mafia Boss Position: Switch Virgin: No Turn-ons: scratching, love bites, spanking, leaving marks in general, intelligence, being rough Turn-offs: body fluids, too much teasing, pillow princesses, being forced to do things, crying, knife play Other:

owns three cats named Lucy, Minsk and Cookie

takes drug, smokes and drinks heavily but knows when to be sober

Backstory: Samuel's mother was a model and his father was the head of a mafia family, so the two were nearly always occupied by work, never having time for their son – for their family. What most mattered to them, was work and money. However, they couldn't just let a small child alone all time, they felt bad for their son. So, Sam got everything he asked for and was surrounded by servants and his nanny the whole god damn day. He didn't like it one bit, he wanted his alone time and not met a fake polite person after every few steps he took. He didn't mind the servants as much as his nanny, a strict elderly woman, who watched his every move and often complained about how spoiled and lazy he was. The nanny would often get angry at him and scold him. One time she screamed so loud and much at Sam, that he began to cry. Still, with tears in his eyes, he phoned his parents a while later. Worried his mother asked what was wrong and Samuel explained everything to her. The next day the old woman was gone and a much younger woman stood in Sam's room and introduced herself as his new nanny. At first, Sam was confused, but he soon accepted the new situation without questioning it any further. His new nanny was much nicer than the old hag and wasn't so strict as his former one. However, that was not the only thing that changed, the servants began to behave strangely. They all seemed nervous whenever they were around him and they all were much friendlier than before. Samuel didn't know what happened until he heard some servants talk about the incident a few months later. A servant, who worked already pretty long there, told a new one that she has to be careful when she talked to Sam, his old nanny got immediately "taken care off" as he talked bad about her to his parents. Finally, Samuel understood what was going on and felt stupid for not realizing it sooner. Even though he was only 8, Sam liked this new feeling of power. Since then, he complained immediately to his parents, about servants when he didn't like them or their behaviour. The problem for him was that he only had those powers at home, however, this did not mean that he was any different at the private school he visited. Samuel was a witty and charming boy, who knew exactly how to use words to manipulate people, even at an early age, which made him pretty popular in school. Even though, Sam only talked to people who he thought were worth enough his time, nearly everyone wanted to befriend him due to his status and family background. So, Samuel grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth and nearly everyone adoring him or at least faking it. At the age of 13, his father finally decided to let his son partake in the family business. Obviously, Sam was only introduced to the "fun" and tame sides of his father's work. Ordering his people around and going with him on the non-dangerous business meetings, being introduced to a lot of influential people with whom he would make business one day. Despite the boring aspects, the young boy enjoyed the time he spent with his father a lot. They grew quite close and it turned out that Samuel was quite a natural talent, everything his father taught he picked up fairly quickly. By the age of barely 15, he already knew how to handle more weapons, especially guns, than an average police officer and shortly after his 16 birthday he had already killed a man. A traumatic experience which his father used to form his son more and more into the perfect heir, telling him how it was okay to kill and which people actually deserved it. Not really having anyone else to turn to or any other role models, Sam ate up his father's words, believing every single one and letting them influence him. The remorse and guilt he once felt were soon lost and he started to actually enjoy the more exciting aspects of the mafia world. At his 18 birthday, a tragedy happened. A meeting his father went to turned sour and ended in a shooting which only barely anyone survived, Sam's father included. This affected Sam badly because he was supposed to be there with his father but was running late due to celebrating early and sleeping in with a hangover. He felt like everything was his fault, if he would have been there with everyone else, he might have had the chance to save his father. Besides, he was the only one who seemed to genuinely care for Sam after all these years. Afterwards, Samuel took over the family business and let his anger and frustration out on everyone who annoyed him just in the slightest. Even after years, Sam still didn't overcome the loss of the only person he ever really cared for. Not knowing how else to forget about his pain, the young adult drowned his worries in alcohol, like he saw older adults do it. Even though Samuel was still too young to drink such liquors, he knew very well who to pay to get it. As time passed on Sam even got involved with drugs at the age of 21, to let loose once in a while and forget about these bad memories and his responsibilities. Despite all of that he still tried to honour his father and his work by trying to follow in his father's footsteps and running the business the way, his old man had wanted him to. Maybe not really sober nor completely mentally well but nobody seemed to care about because Sam actually managed to do a good job.

[marchioness-caprina]

*:..｡o○Ruishiro Takizaku○o｡..:*

Basic : Ruishiro Takizaku a 18 Year Old Hero Apprentice who Works under the Under Hound Agency. He has a height of 6'2 with a lean and muscular build, He Prefers to Be Called Rui instead of His First Name. His Hero Name is ' Morphicus '

Appearance : He Is a Rather intimidating Young Man; if his Height and Build isn't enough to scare people then The Sharp and seemingly permanent glare he'd usually show would do the trick. He has a pair of Transparent eyes which reflects the Purest Color of an Amethyst, Short Ashy Blue Hair that's usually Styled in a Messy and Lazy Manner. He has Ear Piercings on both ears and his Fingers are filled with stainless steel Rings. His usual attire consist of a Black Button Up shirt, Black Jeans and a High Collared Jacket and finally Heavy Combat Boots. His Expressions are Rather complex but the most prominent Expression he wears is the usual Death Glare that never seems to disappear or the infamous ' Stone cold Bitch Face '

Personality : Though He may Seem Cold and Distant at First especially with his Intimidating Expression; You Better hope it stays That way because he is actually an Asshole at Heart. He's Sarcastic, Brutal and Cruel with his Words and He wouldn't even care what that person's Status is may it be a president, the no. Hero, a Family Member or His Lover, It wouldn't matter. This Trait of His Gets Him into a Lot of Unnatural Trouble since it's his Nature to be argumentative and Hostile and he seems to have a hidden world of Remarks to match his Wits. But during One of the Very Rare moments where his Asshole meter has reduced half way he is actually very Sweet but has an odd way of showing it. He lives for the chase and it's one of it. Generally he is like any human being, Complex. But if the situation calls for it he is polite and respectful to those People he hasn't formed a solid opinion for yet. If you want annoying then go To Rui; He Tests People's wits and Irritates them unconsciously just to see where their True Feelings Lies; He has a big brain so his analytical skills is beyond average, he is observant and knows How to Manipulate a situation that's being laid in front of him. So being an actor, lying and charming his way in is not a big deal.

Quirk : Umbra Morphology; The Ability To Morph into Something Inhumane By the use of Darkness or Any objects that Holds the Color 'Black'. When the Ability is used; Black Sticky Viscous Substance will crawl onto the User's Chosen Body Part for Transformation and slowly Consume that Body Part while Forming the desired form of the User. But the color stays on and unchangeable.

How it was acquired/ Small backstory: in the First Place He was deemed Useless by Society and was lesser than Trash Meaning; He was Quirkless. His Family was surprisingly accepting of his current state but He Himself did not Like how low he had stood with the constant Mockery of those people who had quirks. He wanted to acquire his own Quirk. He wanted to acquire Power for Himself and Show everyone that he was worth something and because of this selfish desire of His He began to search desperately; He searched up the Black web and Looked for any possible ways to acquire power without Having a Quirk. Sure there were sites that offered to use his body as a Lab Rat but that may possibly get him killed. So he kept searching and searching until he stumbled onto a site that offered a Mystery Box. It was Cheap; Too cheap that it was suspicious but he was curious. He wanted to know what was inside, could it be a gadget that could grant him Power? Could it be body parts instead? Whatever it is ; something urged him to buy it. And that's where he slowly began to ruin his own Life.

Fast Forward to a Few Days; The package arrived and to his utter Disappointment it was a price of Paper in a Box. He paid for something like this. A paper.... No a contract, a Black eerie paper that had letters written with white ink. He later decided that the Site he bought it from was a scam because when he searched it up again; There was nothing. He didn't bother reading the paper at all. And one night when he was answering his Assignments, his eyes drifted towards the black paper on his desk and when he took a closer look the words were not in the language that he spoke of. It was an ancient language; that's all he could confirm but judging by the output it really was a contract . So thinking that it would be fun he signed the contract and that's where things began to get scary ( I'll skip the other stuff)

He Later found out that The contract he signed was a Contract to be a Vessel of The Demon Of Darkness Umbrachus, A demon that had forced Rui To Accept it in his Body now his Body isn't his own. Sure Rui was happy to know that he had a 'quirk' now but later when he found out what price he needed to pay was the cause of his mass destruction. He had plunged himself on his own demise. The Demon craved the Flesh of and Blood of Humans and it forced Rui to eat Raw Flesh. Umbrachus was a demon associated with Wrath, Pride and Greed so if any of those emotions are triggered by Rui then there's a high chance of Umbrachus Gaining Control of his body. The Demon was Toying with Rui; Umbrachus Started Manipulating Rui's surroundings and giving him Hallucinations. Rui feard sleeping because Umbrachus could gain Control over his body whole he was passed out. And Finally Rui had enough when Umbrachus had nearly Killed His Younger sister due to Hunger; With the incident taking Place Rui Fled. He Fled and Lived in the streets, He fought the demon with all his might and when he was at his wits that's where Hellhound appeared to his rescue. Hell Hound runs a Hero Agency called Under Hound. And this Agency isn't just associate with heroes. They are also Masters of the Occult so Hell Hound who was in a similar situation as Rui took Pity on the Boy and Took him to His Agency where Rui was Given Proper Training to Control the Demon. And soon Rui was given a chance to become a Hero; not a Hero for the public or media but a Hero of The Night. A Hero Who Kills Villains not arrest them.

Trivia Facts

* He Has a Very Bad Sweet tooth And is a Fan of Spicy Food.

* He Was Given a Choice to change his name but he Kept it That way because he Thinks Being called Rui is Cool

* Has a Soft Spot For Dogs

* After Umbrachus Forcefully shared his Body he lost the ability to use Chopsticks and whenever he tries to use them he gets frustrated since it always slips.

* He may Not Look it But he is actually a Big Fan of Sappy Love stories but after Umbrachus entered his Body he started liking Hard Core Gore.

* He used to be Slender and Lanky but Having a Demon inside him had it's Perks.

* He prefers Convenience Store Food Over 5 star Meals.

* He is Bisexual

* He May Have Sadistic Tendencies . He blames it on Umbrachus but Umbrachus spoke otherwise.

* He's an Asshole But He respects Independent women; He was raised by only his Mother being present so he was Disciplined strictly .

* It is mentioned that he is a Fan of Sappy Love stories so surprisingly he is actually very romantic and loving if he ever finds a Lover.

* He is a Master of Lying but He prefers the Truth over lies since he is used to Saying unfiltered insults Opinions.

* A Seafood addict

* He may or May Not be Into Witchcraft

* Can speak Fluent Bullshit

* He can Form Umbra Claws, or even sink himself into the darkness to come deal his presence so he is mostly sent on stealth missions because of this advantage.

* Babies Creep Him out. Don't Ask. It just Does.

* He can't smile for shit and when he tries it comes out as a mocking smirk or a sadistic grin.

* Has Perfect control. Over his Facial expressions but tends to keep it Monotoned and Bitch-Like.

* An actual Dork and Goes to Animal Cafe

* a Fan of Musicals Especially Phant of the Opera.

* Surprisingly has Good Singing Voice

* If he's not pissing anyone off then he's flirting with someone without noticing it.

* Can Cook a whole feast but eats Cup noodles instead.

* Owns 2 large bookshelves filled with Books he never reads. Or even has the patience to read one.

* Has a Dog Named Cat.

* He claims to be allergic to the cold so his clothes are mostly sweaters, jackets, hoodies, anything thats warm. Even if it's in the middle of the summer with everyone sweating bullets you'll see him walking around casually with heavy clothes on.

* He has a mild Disdain for overconfident brats with flashy Quirks.

* Shameless with his Opinions

* Likes Blueberries

* Fast Food is his Only Food.

Note: I don't Exactly Have a Drawn Picture of Him since I'm still Contemplating a Few Details but I did make a Rough Appearance Idea of Him in Picrew. This Picture is Not Mine To own I'm just showing you guys what he'd Mostly Look Like. The art belongs to a Talented Artists with a Bright Future ahead. If you know them. Then give them my regards and Thanks ^^ . I Repeat This is Just an Example ^^ the Picture is NOT mine.

Extra Note : If You Have a Few Questiona for him then Don't Hesitate to Mention Him in your Ask ^^ . You are Free to Interact with him.

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Character cheat sheet

Alright so today I decided to rewatch bungou stray dogs cuz my writing is really lacking when it comes the all the characters. It feels like they’re more often than not out of character. So I wrote down notes on how they behave (and a lot of stray comments) and thought I’d share them in hopes that it might help someone else. Getting all these characters right is really hard after all. So, enjoy! And feel free to add/comment if you want to change something!

Here goes! Part 1/2 The Agency

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Atsushi

- very loud

- Lots of exclamation marks!

- Always looks worried, probably is as well

- Assume a lot

- There’s just so much panic in that small body

- Stutters

- Says stupid things to get out of something

- Not confident enough in his abilities

- Puts others above himself

- He needs to actually want to hurt someone or he doesn’t know how to fight

- Good instincts when it comes to fighting as well

- If this boy couldn’t regenerate he’d be dead by now

- Fighting spirit is much fueled by rage

- This naive little thing, stop believing everything people say

- Easily scared

- Jesus he’s gullible, stop listening to Dazai

- His will to protect others is admirable

- He can transform fully he just rarely does it

- Always sees good in people

- He is so done with everyone

- Uses San for almost everyone (as he should)

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Dazai

- Usually answer questions with questions

- Doesn’t correct assumptions

- Doesn’t make them himself

- Neutral/bored facial expression unless he’s teasing someone

- He actually is serious sometimes, actually pretty often

- Watashi

- Does go for some pretty long monologues when he explains things

- Actually listens to kunikidas orders

- Pain does in fact not bother him

- Watch him punch someone with a cheesy line

- He likes to tell the criminal how he figured it out or where they made a mistake

- Hands in pockets, always

- He shows surprise in his eyes

- Very mean when he has to, Akutagawa for example (see: my new subordinate is much better than you)

- Says Chuuya a lot, well people’s names in general

- All this pickpocketing

- I mean he can actually fight

- Also this jumping up from a laying position

- We already know he’s smart but Jesus, how do you write a character that’s smarter than yourself?

- He just sitting against the wall in a 90 degree angle so Chuuya can reach him, cute

- Does in fact not know everything, he does research to find what he needs

- He tells Oda about missions at lupin, lupin really must be mafia owned?

- “The biggest misfortune of Dazai’s enemies is that they are Dazai’s enemy”

- He did still joke a lot in the mafia, same lightheartedness as now.

- Does Dazai know it’s gonna end badly with oda? He wanted to take a picture to remember

- Uses a lot of fancy words even when young

- Carries a lock pick

- He guesses a lot and says he knew

- Dont feed him spicy food

- Fuzz up? I mean I know he curses in the manga but really?

- Basically never uses San (did he with Mori? Yes he does) Ane-San doesn’t count

- I’m happy that the mafia members are still scared of him, they know how ruthless he can be

- Does he have feelings?

- He really doesn’t predict everything, he’s just good at adapting

- He likes slapping people, you backhand that bitch, go dazai!

- Very flippant when he does something to help

- Red eeeeyeeees

- There’s no exceptions to his ability

- I wonder if he dislikes celebrations

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Kunikida

- gets angry easily

- Trusts Dazai when there’s need

- Much smarter than I give him credit for

- Super strong

- Acts on his feelings all the time

- Just.. ideals. I hadn’t realized how often he mentions them

- Very straightforward, he doesn’t say things in the nicest ways

- Shows his feelings on his face

- Calculating

- He’s proud of the younger ones but don’t show it

- Likes calling people idiots

- Can be really dense when it comes to normal things, as in not detective related shit

- Please stop listening to Dazai’s bullshit

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Kyouka

- serious

- So small and innocently cute

- Looks very cut off from reality, at least in the beginning

- She’s an assassin

- Seems like she just wants to try normal child things all the time, crepes for example.

- Maybe she missed out on growing up (like most others did)

- She’s killed 35 people

- The mafia scares her

- Is she scared of her ability? At least in the beginning

- She basically does anything others tell her

- So scared

- Doesn’t understand how normal people behave, just does as she’s learnt

- Strong independent woman (or 14 y/o)

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Yosano

- sadist

- Always ask if someone’s hurt and gets disappointed when they’re not

- Very nicely threatens people with dismemberment if they’re being a bitch

- Give them hell

- Doesn’t take anyone’s bullshit, if they’re wrong they’ll know

- Yes use that motor saw hon

- She relies on her ability a lot when she fights, though I’m sure she’s a good fighter nevertheless

- Threatens random people who are being unreasonable

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Ranpo

- very bored, always

- Does question the president when something is wrong

- He talks more than I actually thought, and it’s not always smart things, usually just rubbish

- Candy

- Very hyped when he gets to have fun

- And teaching Kyouka about candy yes

- “War is so boring” I agree Ranpo-San

- Doesn’t actually figure everything out at first glance, sometimes he asks or need clues

- Seems like he can figure people out in one glance though

- He does stupid things when he isn’t wearing his glasses, it’s a trap dear Ranpo

- Really he’s an idiot without them

- He believes in the glasses thing

- The president is the one who made his ability, sort of

- So he isn’t actually stupid without.. more like he believes he is

- The agency was created because of him

- “I’d look stupid if I turned out to be normal now” so he basically does know

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The Tanizakis

- she follows him everywhere

- His ability is so useful why don’t I ever write him?

- This sisterly love is... special

- He cares for her as much as she for him

- She shows everything on her face

- But she is very brave

- He is as well

- The brother is as old as Atsushi

- He worries most when she’s in danger

- “For Naomi I’d gladly burn the world”

- Well he can fly a plane

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President

- cares about everyone in the agency

- Appears out of nowhere

- My dude’s got a boat, probably have more than one safe house as well. Oh and a car. Imagine them owning a plane/helicopter. Note: they do in fact own a fighter plane

- Always knows what’s going on somehow

- Very fair in giving everyone a chance

- Looks pretty cold hearted

- Bet he’s got a thing for saving children as well (Odasaku would do great in the agency with him)

- Takes no bs

- How did Natsume get the permit for them?

- Op fighter, better than kunikida

- Puts it on others to explain plans

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Kenji

- he says such horrible things in such a nice way. (The person would be tied up and thrown off a cliff~)

- Really not aware how the world works

- Happy go lucky

- Doesn’t look at death with any feelings unlike Atsushi

- Knows everyone

- Doesn’t judge anyone based on looks or so

- How are people scared of him

- These people would do anything for him what

- Let’s smile and wave around a pole, it’ll only scare the living shit out of everyone

- Straight forward

- Takes everything at face value

- “If you are sincere you can communicate with people”

- He could take a few hits yes

- Many cows as well

- Lots of mentions of “back home things work this way”

- He actually goes to sleep after eating, thought he only lost his strength

- City folk really are amazing

[distractedhistotech]

Before MSA + 1: Practice

It took a surprisingly short time to set up the first faux investigation at Lewis’s house.

“We have a limited number of cameras for recording video so we have to determine the best locations for them.  Where would you say the activity is the most concentrated?” asked Hiro.

“My room, but that’s probably just because it’s my room,” said Lewis.

Hiro nodded.  “A bit iffy, but reasonable.  We can leave a camera in there, but I’ll need permission from your parents for it to run overnight.”

“Don’t forget the basement,” suggested Frigg from the kitchen.  “Whatever’s down there is unpleasant enough that we put off going down there until Sydney’s around.”

“I knew it,” muttered Sydney.

“Was that where the bodies were prepared?” asked Hiro.

Frigg shrugged. “I’m not sure.  We’re not the first people to live here, and one of the former occupants must have cleared everything out.”

“We’ll place one or two cameras in the basement and save the last in case we find something notable during the investigations,” decided Hiro.  “You can also set up a few things ahead of time.  I like stretching very fine and fragile thread across doorways and laying out a layer of powder on the floor, usually flour.  We won’t be doing that this time, as I don’t think Lewis’ parents would appreciate the mess, but can anyone tell me what purpose these serve?”

“Should I answer?” asked Vivi.

“Let’s wait and give the others a chance to see if they can come up with anything,” said Hiro.

“To trip people?” asked Sydney.

“Bit of the opposite,” said Hiro.

“Ghosts would go through the thread, but people would break it?” asked Arthur.

Hiro nodded. “Correct.  It will help you figure out if any activity in the room was due to a ghost or a human.  Now, what do you think about the flour?”

“Footprints?” suggested Lewis.

Hiro nodded. “Yes.  Humans and animals leave footprints.  Ghosts don’t.  In addition, air currents could shift them letting you know that there is a draft or something similar.  You might learn or come up with additional tricks to help you out.  There are all sorts of techniques.”  Hiro paused to pull out a large sheet of paper, which he unfolded to show a complicated looking circle with various symbols and kanji along it. “This is a protective circle. It’s a good idea to set one up so that if you run into something particularly nasty you can retreat to a safe location to regroup.  They aren’t full proof though.  It’s best to find some way to escape.”

“Why is it so small?” asked Sydney.

“Because this is the biggest piece of paper I could find,” deadpanned Hiro.  “They’re normally a lot larger to fit several people inside.”  Ben barked. “And animals as well.”

“Not a lot of investigators use animals,” said Vivi.  “But we’ve got Ben.”

“Animals are much more sensitive to spiritual presences than most humans, and dogs are often protective of their family.  They’ll do whatever they can to keep you alive,” explained Hiro.  He nodded to Lewis.  “You’re at least as sensitive, probably more so, but the rest of the children can’t detect anything on their own yet.”

Sydney perked up. “Yet?”

“Ah.  My family has a history of spiritual powers that manifest in our teens or early adulthood,” explained Hiro.  “I have some sensory abilities myself, and I expect Vivi will someday as well.”

“It’s taking forever though,” muttered Vivi.

“There are also items I suggest you keep on you at all times:  Holy water, salt, smudge sticks, pepper spray.  That incudes you Sydney.  We don’t know how your power works exactly, so I would rather you be safe rather than sorry.”

Sydney nodded. “So, now what?”

“Now, I show you how to set up the cameras.”

The quick demonstration and lecture went a bit over Sydney and Lewis’ head, but Arthur seemed to understand the procedure.

“Now, usually, you would have one member of the group watch the monitors for anything out of the ordinary.”  Hiro nodded to Sydney.  “No offense meant Sydney, but since you seem to scare away ghosts you would likely be the one on the monitors a good portion of the time.”

“Aw…”

“But not tonight,” continued Hiro.  “This is just for practice, and we already know the house and cemetery are haunted. No reason to try and draw ghosts out.”

“Is that something we have to do?” asked Arthur.

“Don’t worry. It’s only small things,” said Hiro. “Asking if anyone is there, saying you mean no harm, simple nonthreatening things to catch their attention.”

“It’s harmless,” added Vivi.

“Usually.  Which is why you have to watch what you say,” said Hiro.  Couldn’t have her thinking there was no risk.  He wanted her to have a long life.  “Now, we’ll be moving to the cemetery.  Everyone has their religious symbols?”  The kids held up necklaces with religious symbols, mostly Christian and Shinto. “Good, always keep them on you during an investigation.  It wouldn’t be a bad idea to keep them on hand during daily life as well.”

“Dinner will be ready before too long,” interjected Frigg.

“We won’t be gone for too long,” reassured Hiro.

Five minutes later, they were in the cemetery.  Hiro could see the ghosts watching them curiously.  “Usually, you wander around a bit, maybe focusing on any graves belonging to known ghosts or having a connection to the investigation.”

Lewis raised a hand. “Um, a lot of them look haunted to me.”

Hiro nodded. “They probably always will. You’ll need to do some research beforehand to determine which gravestones to focus on.  I usually start by asking locals, looking up newspaper articles to determine how accurate their accounts are, and going through records to see how possible it is.”

“That’s a lot of homework,” said Sydney.

Hiro had to chuckle a bit at that.  “I suppose that’s one way to look at it.”  He took out a camera.  “Now, we’ll take a few pictures as we walk around since ghosts sometimes show up in photos.”

Arthur perked up. “Oh!  That’s a pretty new model!”

Hiro nodded.  “I prefer digital cameras.  Some insist film works better, but personally I feel the two are equally effective, but digital cameras provide certain advantages.  You can take more pictures.  This is important because I recommend taking at least three pictures in quick succession.  If the same odd phenomena appear in all three pictures with trackable progression, it’s probably a trick of the camera or a light reflection.  It it’s only in one, it could be supernatural.  You’ll need to examine it further to be sure.  If you do use up all the space on a camera, you can go back and delete any that you’re sure have no supernatural evidence.  The only downside is that there are no negatives and skeptics might claim you photoshopped something.  Not much you can do about that.”

Hiro took a moment to take three quick shots of a grave where a young man’s ghost was floating. “Now, let’s see what we’ve got.”

All three photos were completely normal.  Lewis looked between them and the ghost in confusion.  “I had some warning,” said the ghost.

Hiro nodded. “Ghosts can prevent photo artifacts if they concentrate.”  Hiro wasn’t entirely sure how they did this.

Ben walked over to a seemingly random grave and started pawing at it while the ghost floating about it pet him.  Hiro took a few more pictures.  “Ah. Looks like I got something this time.” He lowered the camera so the children could see the wisps of smoke in one of the pictures.  “It’s not very impressive, but most ghost photos aren’t. If you get a clear figure, then there’s a good chance it’s a fake.  Not that there aren’t genuine ghost photos that manage to capture clear figures, but that’s pretty rare since they usually require a powerful ghost or a ghost willingly expending large amounts of energy, which most won’t do for the sake of self-preservation.”  The children nodded along.  Good.

They spent another few minutes wandering around taking pictures and using a recording device to hopefully record answers to harmless questions such as ‘What is your name?’ or ‘Why are you here?’  “I think that’s enough,” declared Hiro.

Arthur looked relieved (Not that Hiro could blame him.  Several of the ghosts had decided to follow him around.).  Lewis and Sydney looked happy enough with their activities. Vivi looked annoyed.  “That’s it?  We hardly did anything!”

Hiro shrugged.  “It’s not a real investigation.  We’re not trying to figure anything else.  You’re just learning the basics, and your friends are younger than you and will have to go to bed at an earlier time.”

“I miss our sleepovers,” muttered Lewis.

“Besides, the Peppers looked like they were almost done cooking, and I’d rather we didn’t keep them waiting,” finished Hiro.  The mention of food caught Vivi and Ben’s attention.  He knew that would work.  The two ate so much it was next to impossible to not distract them with the promise of food.

Thankfully, the Peppers had produced enough food for an extra dozen people…and had made a few servings of less spicy food.  Arthur was visibly relieved.  “Thank you so much.”

“Oh, it’s no problem. We know not everyone enjoys spicier food so we’ve learned to make less potent portions when we have guests over,” explained Frigg.

“I think I will be taking some of that as well,” said Hiro.  He didn’t mind spicy, but this smelled overwhelmingly so.

Ben was trying to beg food from Savina.  “No.” She was completely unmoved.  Looks like Ben was going to be sneaking food away. Hiro hoped he’d be able to come up with an excuse for the missing food.

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[Interview] X Sports News Q&A

BANG CHAN:

Q. Channie you’re and exercise mania.

A. My dad was a bodybuilder and a swimming coach so I think I was influenced by him. I’m not sure now but when I was in Australia I was really good at swimming.

Q. You must eat well then.

A. Before, I didn’t know I ate a lot but the members saw me and tease me by saying ‘taking care of all the leftovers’. In terms of ramen I eat around 4 packs and for hamburgers I eat at least 2. For chicken as well, I can order two and finish it all. Usually at a restaurant I eat a stew and around three bowls of rice. It’s just because when I eat I tend to eat a lot at once. Hehe..

Q. Are there any difficulties in taking care of Stray Kids as the leader?

A. Being able to experience everything with the members in itself is fun and cool so I like it. They all are following me really well. Sometimes I’m surprised because they help me so well. To be honest after debuting there are times where it’s hard and hectic but we understand each other well, and when we go on stage we’re full of fighting spirit so at times I feel touched.

Q. SKZ are not cute/innocent?

A. My usual personality is a bit pure. On top of that my skin tone is really pale so I think it appears to be even more so. But I do have a very reliable/stable aspect as well. ※Ending with a sudden leader praise (members曰: Channie hyung has a good sense of rhythm and has good sense. I think he was just born to be good at music. His shoulders are broad and his physical is the best.)

WOOJIN:

Q. I see that Woojinnie did kendo before debut.

A. I first started in elementary school and I think I did it until my 1st year of high school. To be honest at first in front of school they said they would give me a game or a prize so I went to the kendo studio but it was fun so I did it for a long time. While doing kendo I started to like exercising. I like that I don’t get trivial thoughts while exercising. To be honest I used to be a bit chubby but while doing kendo I lost a lot of weight.

Q. Is SKZ not a group overflowing with charisma?

A. We are. But a lot of people, after they first see me, often tell me I look intimidating. To be honest I’m a nice and warm person. I’m really a bear. (members曰 He’s a bear that’s a good size to hug!)

Q. The charm of SKZ members?

A. Our characters don’t overlap and are all different. The way we look and our personalities too. What’s fascinating about us 9 all being different is that we all adjust to each other well. It’s like nine brothers.

Q. Woojin is a chicken fan?

A. Yes, usually I organize what chicken I want to eat by brand. (If you were to recommend a chicken to fans?) To my taste I think the chicken with cheese sprinkled on it is the best. Everyone you must try it. Ah, but I think I also just really like chicken. I also like baeksook, steamed chicken, chicken breast. On the other hand I don’t really like donkatsu or fried foods.

LEE KNOW:

Q. Wasn’t your nickname originally ‘Dancing Sculpture Man’?

A. Ah, it was but it changed recently. I think my existence is a gem. (ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ)

Q. Is your personality 4D?

A. Yes, people said it was. I hope we can make Stray Kids’ name known in space as well. First to do that world dominance is first.

Q. What are ‘things I don’t want to do’ to Lee Know?

A. When I’m laying down but I didn’t turn off the lights?

※Members’ testimony : Changbin曰 In the dorm he always calls us by phone. He says 'How important of a thing it must be if I’m calling you, come quick’ so I go and he goes ‘turn off the lights~’ My gosh!)

Q. Lee Know’s strengths?

A. I went on a global dance event show, thanks to that I became casted to JYP Entertainment and entered the company. Romantic and then cute etc.. I have many different charms.

Q. Lee Know’s 1 year ago?

A. I didn’t know I would debut like this. I entered the company July 15th of last year, and I tried to work hard within a short amount of time.

Q. Does it taste good to dip pig’s feet in red pepper paste?

A. Yes. I totally recommend it. Ah, but you have to pick the red pepper paste well. Not the kind of red pepper paste you dip sashimi in. It has to be kind of sweet. And I think it tastes better if you put the pig’s feet in the fridge first before eating.

CHANGBIN:

Q. I heard you are pushing ‘Binsual’ lately.

A. Yes, that’s right. Not too long ago on broadcast we did a fun poll and I got 1st place and my mom sent a message saying “our Binsual congratulations~”. Ah, our mom recognized the Binsual..hehe

Q. Your self-portrait is also unique.

A. Everyone thinks I am dark but to be honest I am not a dark person. While I have charisma and appear powerful on stage I have a cute side as well.

Q. You’re the first idol with a hobby of washing your hands.

A. A while~ ago I had the chance to observe my hand with a microscope and it was a shock. There were so many diseases that can come from our hands. So I became sensitive.

Q. What kind of singer is ‘a singer who gives a good influence’?

A. Nobody can be perfect. But I wish that I can always try hard and act sincerely, and that that image can be well communicated. I don’t like artificial things. I always want to approach with a truthful and sincere appearance.

HYUNJIN:

Q. You’re nickname is ‘SOPA’s prince’!

A. =Ah it’s not something said by me, but my fans told me this. (members曰 Hyunjinnie is always humble about his appearance)

Q. Hyunjinnie also did swimming in the past?

A. I first started swimming when I was 7 and considered becoming a professional athlete. Throughout elementary school I was on the swimming team and often got 1st place in competitions, and even received awards outside of school. But due to  studies I quit. To be honest I started as a hobby but it seemed hard to become more ambitious.  

Q. Then when did you become interested in dance?

A. When I was a trainee there was a hyung who was good at freestyle, and that seemed so cool. As I became more confident with my dancing I also transferred schools. There was no words from the company telling me to transfer, but I convinced them. I wanted to learn various dances like street.

Q. What is a ‘very big’ stage that Hyunjinnie is thinking of?

A. A very big stadium-level. It’s my dream to enter that kind of place in 5~6 years.

Q. Your pet’s name is Kkami!

A. I really like dogs. I depend on them a lot too. The angel I think of is a dog. Whenever I experience something sad and go home, the dog doesn’t know what happened to me but it approaches me happily and consoles me. When Kkami does this to me everything gets better. Even know I miss Kkami so much.

HAN:

Q. Your hobby is interesting.  

A. I really like sweet things. I used to each choco cake but I switched over. The choco cake at the bakery I often go to (Paris Baguette) was all sold out so by chance I tried cheesecake and it was so good. Kyaa

Q. Your life motto is also like an “adult child”

A. Even when there is a bad situation I try to be cool. On top of that I am a type B guy.

Q. I heard HAN is SKZ ‘bed boy’.

A. I don’t like troublesome things. I usually sleep a lot and sleep easily. When we go to schedules or during waiting times if I just lean my head I sleep.

Q. Your cheeks are cute.

A. Before it was stressful because my cheeks wouldn’t lose weight. I wanted to show a cool image on stage but my cheeks kept bothering me. They look so much like a squirrel that sometimes when I rap it seems like I’m biting something too. But now I don’t mind it. I raised it as my charming point.  

Q. HAN’s past 1 year?

A. It was the time in my life where I lived working my hardest. To the point where if I showed someone everything I would not be embarrassed. I spent a lot of nights and got through a lot of events. I want to give my all in the future as well.

FELIX:

Felix who is not yet fluent in Korean as he came to Korea from Australia in February of last year. He is the representative member of showing a ‘reversal charm’ with his flower-boy face and deep voice.

Q. You have a lot of nicknames.

A. They’re all given to me buy my members. If I’m sulking it’s Bbijix, if I’m angry it’s Bbajix, or just Jjix, etc.. I have too many nicknames to count. I think there’s rarely a time when I’m called just Felix. But I like all my nicknames.

Q. Since you are from Australia, if you do a World Tour later you must want to go to Australia for sure.

A. I want to show that ‘I’ve returned!’. It’s an opportunity to prove that I’ve been working hard all that while.

Q. Is life in Korea hard?

A. There were times when it was hard. Since the cultural difference is big. But during this time period of around 1 year I learned a lot, and my members worked hard by me to help so I don’t regret anything. Ah, I can’t eat spicy things very well. I like spicy rice cakes but I still can’t eat the super spicy Yupdduk.

Q. Your words of ‘tear-like sweat’ leaves a strong impression.

A. 집중해서 연습하다보면 정말 힘들 때가 있거든요. When you focus and practice there are times when it’s really hard. One day sweat was running down my face and I had the thought, “ah, this is really like tears.” Still in the end the conclusion is that I have to work harder.

SEUNGMIN:

Q. They say Seungminnie is SKZ’s ‘model student’.

A. It’s not like that but when we present I usually take responsibility and do well, so I think that’s why I that kind of image.

Q. Did you do baseball when you were younger?

A. Yes, a baseball player was my dream. But unfortunately due to a situation at my house I couldn’t play anymore and I gained a new dream of becoming a singer later. In my second year of middle school I went on a children’s song competition and won an award, and also did choir. And during that time when I was wondering ‘what should I do to be happy’ and came to the answer of ‘music’. So in order to appeal to my parents I studied hard and practiced my singing a lot.

Q. Why is Seungminnie’s keyword ‘whipping cream’?

A. It is a nickname recommended by my vocal teacher. We usually show a dark appearance on stage. So i want to become an existence like whipping cream on top of dark coffee. Something you become naturally addicted to.

Q. What is Seungminnie’s personality like?

A. This is my first time living together so I think there are times when I act a bit selfishly. But now I am try hard to fix it in order to not give harm to my team members. I will become a Seungmin who tries harder and does better!

Q. Seungminnie’s dream?

A. I want to do a large concert with lots of sunbaes, but I also want to try having a concert with just our fans only. I will work hard so we can make that kind of space fast.

I.N:

Q. SKZ cutie maknae I.N, do the hyungs treat you well?

A. Yes, they are all very good to me. I like it best when we are all practicing together. Even though I am lacking a lot they all pay lots of attention and help me when I am not doing well. (members all cooed at the same time)

Q. Are you from Busan?

A. Yes, so in the past I took the KTX and went back and forth from Busan to Seoul to practice. Usually I would come to Seoul on Friday and go back down to Busan on Monday night. It was hard because I couldn’t learn when the hyungs did but had to come on Friday to learn it over the weekend. I was most sad that I couldn’t take lessons on the weekdays. The hyungs all knew but only I didn’t and I had to learn later so I couldn’t adjust.. But the hyungs really worked hard to help me. So Channie hyung took care of me even when I was in Busan, and I would take videos separately and send them to Channie hyung. He’s Coach Bang Chan ㅠㅠ

Q. You are in the middle of fixing your teeth?

A. I started in October of 2016 but as I went back and forth between Seoul I missed the timing to switch and when I went up to high school I just started over from the beginning. The doctor said let’s take the braces off after two months but I’m not sure if I can.

Q. Where does I.N want to go with the hyungs?

A. When I become an adult I want to go on a vacation to Jeju all together. I want to see the sea, and cook meat, and try eating Hallabong oranges.

Q. I heard SKZ make sure to eat all three meals a day.

A. Yes, today I had cereal in the morning. We always tell our fans ‘you have to eat all three meals.’ Food is really important.

Stray Kids promised to become a singer you ‘trust and listen’ and ‘trust and watch’. They said, “We want to become singers that give trust to people.”

Stray Kids, JYP’s new boy group shown 4 years after GOT7, made an excellent record with their debut album ‘I am NOT’. Last month, this album ranked 1st place on iTunes Album Charts of 10 countries including Canada, Argenitne, Chile, Peru, Finland, Malaysia, Singapore, Thailand, etc., and topped the Japanese Tower REcord Online Daily Sales chard. And on domestic sales chart Hanteo’s Daily Chart they ranked 2nd place, setting a top record for rookies in 2018.

Stray Kids especially are receiving lots of attention abroad as well as domestically. Last January Stray Kids were picked as 1st place for Billboard’s ‘Top 5 Kpop Artists to Look For in 2018’ and proved their power even before their official debut. After releasing their debut album, Stray Kids received spotlight from Billboard again, with an article titled, “Stray Kids is The Boy Group At the Center of the New Wave of K-Pop”

Translation: Candace @ Stray Kids Worldwide ; take out with full credit

[sunyoonandstars]

BTS scenario: Taehyung x You (Maor), Part 1  - He Is Sick & You Take Care Of Him (with a twist) ...

Note: This is a personal request and quite a fluffy piece, as well. 😁

A few days ago a lovely young blogger, @its-metafroyical, inquired if I do personal requests, as well. Never having done anything like it before, I gladly accepted the challenge and am quite glad I did.

Rarely have I been this inspired and the following scenario is amongst the longest I have written so far, even consisting of several parts / chapters. But, please, bear with me and read them all! It would make me very happy because I really feel like this is one of my best, most profound fluff pieces so far.

Also, I haven’t done many scenarios with Taehyung so far, so this proved to be a great opportunity for me to ‘get to know him’ a little better. I did a lot of research on his personality and stuff and discovered so many more and endearing sides to him. Also, the girl who requested this was so nice and sweet and I really had fun trying to put myself in their place / possible story and write up something nice for her. 😊

Also, I mostly wrote rather angsty scenarios so far and really enjoy doing them. However, since @its-metafroyical requested something fluffy, this one gave me a chance to delve further into the fluff genre and discover that it ain’t that bad. I just hope that I’m not bad at it, either.  😁

So, here we go! I hope y’all (especially you, Maor), enjoy it! 

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Scenario 

Taehyung is sick in bed and home alone and you, his long-term girlfriend, Maor, decide to stop by and comfort him ... The situation takes quite an unexpected, pleasant turn, though ... 

FLUFF 

2.655 words

This is Part 1 of a story consisting of 2 chapters. The second part you will find here, or on my Masterlist.

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A/N: Dear Maor, I hope you enjoy this and my ‘little’ scenario doesn't disappoint you! 😌 I found your personality very inspiring and could really imagine you and Tae as a couple. I ship you! 😉 Anyway, I changed your age a little, meaning the story is still set in the present, 2017/2018, but I made you about 3 years older so it would add up. You’re about 20 / 21 in it now, still younger than Tae, though, and are in your second year of university in Seoul. I really hope you don’t mind 🙏🏻🙃 

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PART 1

It’s a Monday night just like any other. For you at least, as long as exam season is in full swing. Still seated in the reading room of your university’s library, long after ten at night, you are buried in your books on electrical engineering, studying for your next important written test in Digital Systems, completely having lost all sense of time, when you feel your phone buzz beside you on the desk. After hastily finishing the last sentence you take your eyes off of the text you’ve been analyzing, a sigh of annoyance at the unwelcome disturbance escaping your lips as you instead focus on the message popping up on your phone’s display. The text is from Taehyung. Immediately, your upcoming exam is of secondary importance, you, after hours and hours of intense studying, having only now been reminded of the fact that your boyfriend is sick at home. Alone. And you know what that can do to him … Tae makes no secret of the fact that he’s not amongst the people who handle isolation and loneliness all too well. Quickly, you open the message and reply ... 

You try and focus on your studies again, however your concentration doesn't last long, your thoughts repeatedly wandering off and back to poor Tae, home alone ... After a while, your resolve finally breaks and you grab your phone again. 

Immediately, you pack up your things and set out for Tae’s dorm. On your way there, you stop by your favorite takeout restaurant and pick up a steaming bowl of Japchae with some beef bone stew and lean beef stripes, some of Tae’s favorites. You ask the owner to add some extra ginger to the soup, not too much though, just enough not to make it too spicy but to yet have a healing effect on Taehyung’s sore throat. All the while grinning to yourself, picturing the boxy smile spread across his beautiful face as he greets you in the doorway. To you, there’s nothing more precious than to give Tae the strength he needs and to take care of him, something you’re quite good at, having grown up with four younger siblings. You’d always known, or at least hoped, some day that experience would come in handy …

As soon as he sees you standing before him, you can watch Taehyung’s face brighten, his eyes instantly gleaming with new life and his unusually pale cheeks slightly blushing, turning a light, rosy pink which makes him appear almost healthy. However, you can clearly make out in how far sickness and solitude have taken a toll on him … „Yah, Maor-ah, you have no idea how happy I am to see you!“, Taehyung exclaims in his full baritone voice, leaning down to pull you into a tight hug, his face buried in the long, brown waves falling down your back. „Have you been home alone all day?“, you ask cautiously, following him inside the empty dorm and towards the kitchen. Tae merely nods, hesitantly looking back over his shoulder, his face staying concealed behind a curtain of his soft, caramel colored hair as if he intends to hide his expression from you. Not a good sign. Suddenly, he reaches back now, taking your hand into his, intertwining your fingers, an enigmatic smile stretching his curved lips, not reaching his eyes this time. „How are you doing, Tae? In general, I mean?“, you continue to inquire, setting down the food in the kitchen, having trouble getting out bowls and cutlery since he doesn’t seem willing to let go of your hand. „Oh, you know“, he shrugs. „My head and eyes are still a little achy, but the cough is almost gone. My throat is better already, too. Management really just wanted me to rest a couple more days  to be sure I’m in top shape again before I go back to my usual routine and don’t unnecessarily strain my health, making it worse. They’re a little more careful ever since that incident in Kobe two years back. You remember?“ A shiver runs down your spine caused by the mere mention of that day, leading you to relive the most horrible hours of your life so far, even if it’s just for a brief few seconds. To remember Jimin calling you, his voice shaky, telling you how Yoongi and Tae had been taken to a hospital in Japan because he’d almost fainted on stage while practicing. Even though it ruined out he had ‘merely’ overworked himself while eating too little, the few hours waiting for the results of his examination had been hell on earth for you. Taehyung notices your hand shaking at the mere reference to that horrible day, immediately tightening his grip on it. „It’s alright, Maor. I’m sorry I brought that day up. I know it was hell for you. But this time it’s really just a head cold and I’m almost back to my usual self again. Especially now that you’re around.“ He gives you a reassuring smile, followed by a kiss on the cheek and a long, intimate back hug, pressing his body against yours, his chin resting on your head, his warmth and scent enveloping you. Slowly, he starts swaying the both of you back and forth in the middle of the kitchen. Your eyes close almost automatically and you lean back into Taehyung’s chest, feeling him breathe against your back, his heartbeat against yours, simply enjoying the security and comfort only his embrace can give you. After a few minutes, though, you decide to break the hug and turn around in Taehyung’s arms to face him, getting up on your tip toes so you’re on eye level, your arms around his neck now. „And you’re really okay, Tae?“, you ask, expression serious, brows furrowed in genuine worry which he surely must recognize. However, he just looks you deep in the eye, a cryptical grin on his lips. „Mentally and emotionally I mean?“, you continue. „Now that you’re not alone anymore? I know you can’t stand being by yourself all day long. You start thinking too much, too deep, too dark, and you sounded kind of … down before. You really should've texted me earlier, Tae, or even called. I could’ve studied here just as well, you know, to keep you company!?“ He pouts, pursing his well formed lips, the fuller, upper one entirely disappearing. A sight so adorable and endearing you can barely keep yourself from kissing him, only able to do so by reminding yourself of the ‚kissing ban‘ Tae had imposed the second he noticed the first signs of a cold on him, not wanting to infect you. „I didn’t wanna keep you from your work, Maor-ah. I know how important that exam is to you. You wouldn't have been able to concentrate around here, feeling obligated to take care of me. I couldn’t stand the thought of burdening you. I am a grown man after all, I can be by myself for a few hours.“ „Tae, you don’t actually believe that, do you?“ He questioningly raises a sharp eyebrow at you. „That you could ever be a burden to me?“ You can see something dark glaze over his deep brown eyes. „Honestly, I don’t know, Maor“, he finally admits, avoiding your gaze. „Sometimes it feels like that to me. With you always having to go by my demanding schedules and all …“ „Oh, Tae. I knew it would be like that when we got together. Sure, it’s not exactly ideal. But I thought we agreed that this, the two of us, is the real thing? That all these hardships and effort pay off in the long run? And even just five minutes together like this are still worth weeks of scheduling if necessary, at least to me. Isn't it the same for you?“ „Of course, it is!“, Taehyung energetically assures you without even letting you finish your last question, eyes wide and alight with sudden fervor. „Maor, you know how much I enjoy every single second with you. And how much I want to spend the rest of my life with you.“ Taehyung locks his gaze with yours, taking your hands into his again, stepping back to keep you at arm’s length, a radiant, boxy smile stretching across his beautiful features, his deep, dark eyes gleaming. „Hold on! Wait a second, Maor!“, he abruptly calls out, his voice overflowing with urgency and excitement. „I have something for you! Stay right here and don’t move an inch!“ „Alright, alright!“, you gasp, unable to hold back a laugh at the sight of Tae jumping up and down in place like a hyperactive five-year-old, fingers still interlaced with yours. He nods at you one last time once he has calmed himself down a little, his stare intense, nonverbally imploring you to be obedient, before he finally lets go of your hands and turns around to leave you in the kitchen, running upstairs to his room, his step lively. Barely a minute later he returns, slightly out of breath, face flushed, glowing. „Give me your hand, Maor“, Taehyung demands next, his tone soft yet strangely tense. You do as he asked and extend your arm, clueless as to what his intentions might be, trying to hide your tension behind a shy smile. He encircles your wrist with the long, delicate fingers of his one free hand, the other one hidden behind his back. „And now close your eyes, Maor. Trust me.“ „I do, Tae“, you reply truthfully and without hesitation, once more doing as you’re told, anticipation building up in your chest, leading your racing heart to pound heavily against your rib cage. You flinch involuntarily as you feel something cold against the sensitive skin of your wrist, but Tae doesn’t let go of your arm. Until he’s done. „You can open them again“, he softly whispers into the heavy quiet having descended upon the kitchen.   Your lids flutter open and after shortly meeting Tae’s expectant eyes, you look down at your wrist where a brand new piece of shiny, silvery jewelry sparkles, catching the glow of the warm ceiling light. It’s a filigree bracelet, consisting of a thin plaque which has both your initials, T & M, engraved in it, on either side transitioning into a delicate chain. „It’s beautiful!“, you exclaim, your voice choked. Teary eyed you look up to find Taehyung’s gaze again, his expression showing a wide range of affection and contentment. „I’m really glad you like it, Maor-ah. I’ve got one, too.“ He holds up his arm to show you. His bracelet looks almost exactly the same, just slightly bigger, chunkier, more fitting for his masculine stature. „They’re matching, you know. Couple’s bracelets.“ You can’t withhold a little giggle. „I figured, Tae. And I love them.“ „Do you have any idea what they’re made of, Maor? The plates?“, Tae asks, his visage beaming with anticipation. „Silver?“, you guess, shrugging your shoulders cluelessly. Tae shakes his head, hair flying, impatiently biting his lower lip. „Do you remember those titanium plates that were used to stabilize your broken elbow two years back? When they took them out, the doctor asked if you wanted to keep them and you thought it was grosse.“ Your eyes widening in suspicion, you nod. „Well, I decided to take them anyway. As kind of a memento, since that accident was what initially brought us together. And I knew the instant I caught you in my arms that day that I would never want to let you go again. You, Maor, are my first love and these tiny pieces of metal symbolize the instant I realized that. I had our bracelets custom made from those very plates.“ He pauses, his eyes never once leaving yours. „Do you still consider them grosse?“ „No“, you whisper voicelessly, a first tear finding its way across your burning cheek. „Good“, Taehyung responds, chuckling softly, using one of his thumbs to brush away your tear, his touch and deep, full voice sending warm shivers down your back. „And I meant what I said, Maor. I don't want to ever let you go again. I wish you would stay by my side till the very end, for us to grow old and gray together and share countless adventures along the way. To be silly together until the day we die.“

“Yah, Kim Taehyung, was that just a proposal!?”, you joke, not expecting a serious response. However, to your surprise, Taehyung solemnly nods. One hand wandering to your mouth, you take a deep breath, holding it in unintentionally. „See these bracelets as a promise, Maor. A promise I intend to keep, however long it may take. I am a man of my word.“ Paralyzed, breathless, you simply stare up at him. With your mind blank and frantically trying to generate a reply, you are forced to watch a shadow of doubt slowly creeping across Taehyung’s fair features. „What is it, Maor?“, he inquires, insecurity now glazing his words. „Was this too much? Too sudden? Too early? I know, this wasn’t exactly the perfect moment. Timing has never been my strong suite. I originally intended to give the bracelet to you on the day of our next anniversary, but —“ Gently, you put a finger to his soft mouth, successfully silencing him. „Don’t worry, Tae, this was perfect. Everything about it. And I’ll gladly take you up on that promise any time.“ Smiling in relief and boundless gratitude, Taehyung leans down, brushing your forehead with his lips, the sensation lingering even long after they’ve left your skin. „I love you, Maor-ah, more than anything, and I always will. I’m sure of it.“ „I know, Taehyung. I love you, too.“ Now, you can’t restrain yourself any longer, stretching up to place a soft kiss on his lips which he lovingly reciprocates, only to suddenly pull back, wide-eyed in horror. „No, Maor, the germs! You can’t afford to get sick right before your exams!“ „I won’t, don’t worry“, you dismiss his concerns. „And even if I do catch your cold, it still wouldn’t regret it. I don’t regret a single thing leading up to this moment and our future together. Not even breaking my damn elbow back then.“ You can feel Taehyung’s chest vibrate against yours as he softly laughs into your hair, his arms around your shoulders and his chin resting on your head. „Alright, Maor-ah, let’s go and eat now“, he sighs after a while, reluctantly disengaging from the hug. „Would be a pity to let the delicious food you brought get completely cold.“ Humming in agreement, you take the hand Tae has invitingly extended towards you, grab the food and follow him to the living room where a classic cartoon is running on mute, hectic figures silently racing across the wide flat-screen TV. While you head back to the kitchen to get the bowls and set the table, Tae puts on the anime you both agreed on, the two of you comfortably settling on the sofa side by side. The well-known intro of The Girl Who Leapt Through Time playing in the background, you dive into the delicious Japchae. „Wow, this is so good, Maor-ah! It’s from that place we love, right?“ You nod, smiling, mouth stuffed with delicious noodles and tender meat. „You’re too good to me, you know that, right?“ Tae gives you a quick peck on the cheek before focusing on his beloved anime again. After having finished your meal, the two of you cuddle up on the couch, sharing a blanket, buried in pillows, your heads resting against each other. Now and then Tae makes goofy jokes that lead you to break out into giggle fits, or you comment the plot. However, little by little your voices grow softer, your speech gradually slurring, your remarks becoming more and more infrequent, until both of you fall completely silent and sleep finally gets the better of you.   When the other members arrive home later that night they find you and Taehyung fast asleep, leaning against each other, the hands on which you wear your bracelets still tightly interlocked. „They look like they’re meant for each other, right?“, Hoseok notes, a touched smile brightening his tired features as the group quietly sneaks past the sofa, careful not to wake you. „Yes, they really do …“, Jimin whispers in response, eyes glistening in the dark as he  turns off the television, leaving you and Taehyung to sleep side by side in peace and quiet ....

END OF PART 1

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Part 2 Chapter 1 is up already! I hope you enjoyed it so far, especially you, Maor, and that you manage to see yourself in this story 😊 I, for my part, had much fun writing it. Thanks for reading!!