#anyways I like drawing rika with her hair down

[tinyevelyn]

some random headcanon for @mjtheartist04 Demon Slayer OC, Rika Hinata

sometimes I imagine that Rika would have dreams where she would go all blind rage on a demon because well yea, and she pushed too hard to the point she got a severe and fatal injury. So she's left bleed on the ground, dying, thinking of how she failed to kill the demon and let the demon kill her. and she'd wake up and instead of seeing how her anger could get herself killed, she's just more driven to push herself harder.

(I had an idea, I have no idea how to articulate it so I tried my best :3)

i made doodle under the cut

TW: blood :3

i had a vision but ehhhhh hope you like it!!💖💖

[charcadett]

Kissing Headcanons (Gender Neutral)

Characters: Katy, Brassius, Larry, Tulip, Grusha, Rika, Hassel, Geeta, Jacq, Saguaro, Clavell, and two endgame spoiler characters at the end. If you know, you know.

Okay, tried to do something shorter than the last one so I can do more characters without getting carried away or overwhelmed. It’s surprisingly hard not to go off on a tangent every character, hoo boy. Especially because I love them all so much. I want to try and solidify my interpretations as much as possible. Anyway! Throws this at you.

Katy

- Katy’s favorite kiss is a quick peck on the lips.

-Short, but sweet. Literally. You can taste powdered sugar on her lips from the last pastry she ate. She’ll laugh through a blush if you mention it.

- Katy won’t indulge too much PDA, especially if she’s working, though if you catch her in a particularly affectionate mood, she’ll kiss you between batches for Patisserie Soapberry. Her lips are soft and she leaves flour hand prints on your shirt.

Brassius

- Brassius is a biter. From small nips on your bottom lip to hickies along the column of your neck, he really enjoys leaving a mark of some sort. He says it's his final touch to a masterpiece.

- His favorite way to kiss you is passionate, tangling his fingers in your hair to guide you along his pace. He got clay in your hair one time and it took an hour for you both to wash it out.

- Kisses you in public whenever the mood strikes him. Sometimes, when the sun hits you just right and makes your skin glow, he’s so overwhelmed with emotion that he absolutely has to kiss you. He finds your startled expression particularly attractive.

Larry

- Larry is a lazy kisser. Slow and sensual, he likes to savor you.

- He’s very touch-starved. Unconsciously, he’ll trail his hands all over your body, though not with sexual intent. It’s more to make sure you’re really there. When you brush against his skin, Larry’ll shiver almost imperceptibly.

- If you pull away, he will follow your lips with his eyes closed. Even the smallest kiss will seem intimate with him. He isn’t one for quick pecks, Larry can kiss you for hours.

Tulip

- Kissing Tulip is guaranteed to make your head spin. You can smell her perfume and taste her lip gloss. The skin of her cheek is like ivory against your palm. She doesn’t give you even a second to find your footing.

- She’s dizzying. Her acrylics massage your scalp, sending shivers down your spine. So gentle, until she nips at your bottom lip hard enough to draw blood.

- Tulip isn’t one for PDA, though she likes to leave a lipstick mark somewhere visible, like on your cheek or on your collarbone.

Grusha

- You’d think his lips would be cold, but they’re rather warm hidden behind his scarf. A bit chapped, though.

- He might feel like he has something to prove. Grusha’s kisses are a tad aggressive, pressing his body as close to yours as possible. If you make even the slightest noise, he’ll grin against you.

- If you kiss him over his scarf, he’ll pout. Although, he will insist that he doesn’t. Not only is it easy to prove him wrong, but very funny as well. Grusha will be much more dominant than he usually is when he eventually gets an actual kiss out of you.

Rika

- Instead of kissing you, Rika tends to swipe her thumb across her bottom lip. If there’s one thing she likes, it’s to tease you. You’ll have to beg if you want a real kiss.

- She’s gentle and kisses you slowly. While she usually takes the lead, she won’t deny that it’s a pleasant surprise when you take initiative.

- Rika is very laid back when it comes to PDA. If you’re comfortable with it, that’s great. If you’re uncomfortable with it, no problem. She’s more than happy to kiss you behind closed doors.

Hassel

- Kissing Hassel is always a bit awkward in the most endearing way. He never knows where to put his hands, his nose knocks into yours, and he uses a little too much tongue. It’s sloppy but always passionate.

- He puts everything he is into it. All his emotion, all his desire for you; Hassel tries to channel it all in a single kiss. Likes to press his forehead against yours and breathe the same air. It’s intimate, and he enjoys any chance to be as close to you as possible.

- In public, he will kiss your temple greeting/farewell. Otherwise, he will brush his knuckles against your cheek with a fond smile. He’s a sucker for classic romance.

Geeta

- Geeta doesn’t kiss you often, though it’s not from a lack of desire. Like battling, Geeta simply can’t hold back when it comes to you. She will never be able to get enough.

- Give her a small peck on the lips, and her gaze turns longing. As you pull away with a smile, her hand will trail from your cheek to your shoulder and down your arm until you’re out of reach.

- Once at home, she will ask you if you would like to continue where you left off. If there’s ever a way or a time to tease Geeta, it’s then.

Jacq

- Jacq is ticklish. It doesn’t matter where you put your hands; he’ll always end up giggling against your lips. Even if you let your arms hang awkwardly by your side, Jacq will be so giddy that he still can't stop laughing.

- If you kiss his neck, he’ll blush so hard his glasses fog up. Always returns the favor. For every kiss you give him, he’ll give you two more. This always ends in a competition that leaves you both holding in snickers and gasping for air.

- One time, when he forgot his lunch and you had to drop it off in the middle of his homeroom class.The kids started chanting for you to kiss. It was a quick peck, but you both consider it one of the funniest and most embarrassing moments of your relationship. The kids still tease you when they see you in the halls.

Saguaro

- If there’s one word to describe Saguaro, it’s domestic. He cares deeply about how students perceive him and will kindly ask you to keep PDA to a minimum while at the academy.

- He likes forehead kisses. Saguaro is a big man, and it’s more than likely that he’s taller than you. If you want to return the favor, he’ll bend down with a fond smile.

- If he’s feeling playful, he will offer you a spoonful of food he cooked and kiss you instead of giving you a bite. Your reaction always makes him chuckle.

Clavell

- Clavell is particularly fond of pressing a gentlemanly kiss to the back of your hand. He’s old fashioned, and you’d be hard pressed to get any other form of PDA from him besides occasionally linking arms.

- Prefers more chaste methods of showing affection. Rather than a peck on the lips, he will press a kiss against the edge of your mouth. Almost on the cheek but a bit more intimate than that.

- Somehow, he would get more flustered than Jacq if any students teased him about your relationship. If a group began chanting ‘kiss! kiss! kiss!’ at you both, he would simply disintegrate.

AI Turo

- Turo is not particularly affectionate, nor is he very emotional. He treats kissing as a scientific endeavor, more for you than himself. Though he won’t deny the lightness in his chest that comes with making you smile. Meticulously categorizes all your reactions. His favorite kiss is whatever you prefer.

- His tongue is electric. Literally. Once, he shocked you by accident, and it startled you both. After that, he’s much more hesitant to indulge in that specific method, but if you insist, he wouldn’t have the strength to deny you for long.

AI Sada

- Like Brassius, Sada bites. Those fangs aren’t just for show. She will leave your lips pleasantly sore and bruised with the most self-satisfied smirk on her face. Sada knows what she wants and knows exactly how to move her lips to get you pliant.

- While Turo is a bit more reserved, Sada has no such qualms. She will kiss you every chance she gets for as long as you’ll allow. All that time spent in The Great Crater, and her missed opportunity to go to the past, has made her desperate to indulge every chance she gets.

[catsvrsdogscatswin]

Higurashi Month 2024, Day 12: Thrilled

Higurashi Month prompts archive: AO3 

"Gah! It's so boring," Satoko complained from where on her stomach with her cheek propped against one fist, kicking her feet lazily in the air as she watched Rika swirl in front of their mirror, inspecting the uniform that Kimiyoshi-ojisan had sent along.

"It's refined," Rika argued. "It's made from a special luxury fabric."

"Bo-ring." Satoko made sure to draw the syllables out long and sharp, and then her nose wrinkled. "It's so… monotone! And we aren't allowed to do anything to make it fancier?"

Rika blinked at her, letting the pleated folds of the skirt slip from between her fingers as it swished back into place around her knees.

"Fancier?" A twinkle of slyness came into those wine-dark eyes. "What kind of fancier are you thinking of, my dear Satoko?"

Satoko preened, but only momentarily; she had a fashion education to deliver.

"Well, for starters, do something about that big blob of grey!" she scoffed. "The tie's red, so maybe some darker red lining for the inside of the blazer?"

Satoko waved her free hand aimlessly, closing her eyes.

"Whatever dumb fancy name for navy-red there is, that color –so it'll match the skirt, tonally. And then, for that matter, either switch the skirt to be red or the tie to be blue! Blue skirt, red tie?! Yuck!"

"The uniforms are traditional, so I don't think they can change them so easily," Rika argued gently, although she was smiling.

"It doesn't blend together, is all I'm saying," Satoko grumbled in return, pouting at her best friend. "And we have to wear it every day."

"We had to wear school clothes every day so far," Rika said, and the twinkle in her eye was definitely teasing.

"We got to pick them, and we looked good," Satoko replied haughtily, lifting her nose in the air.

Rika laughed like a tinkling windchime, and something in Satoko's heart unwrapped, eased.

When they came to St. Lucia's a few weeks later, it was squished together shoulder-to-shoulder on the train, peering eagerly out of the windows and talking a mile a minute, interspersing discussions of what the school would be like with journey-games, like spotting landmarks or making up stories about the things they saw.

Rika started to fuss with her hair as they got off the train and walked down the sidewalk, trying to make sure every single strand lay smooth. Satoko just laughed and grabbed her hand, tugging her onwards through the spiraling cascade of petals falling like confetti from the trees.

"Who cares what you look like?" Satoko asked, dragging her suitcase rapidly along behind her in her other hand. "We all look the same anyway!"

"That's not true and you know it, Satokoooo!" Rika wailed as they jogged along, although her own eyes were crinkling with delight and her mouth tilted up in a helpless, giddy smile. She shook her head, lashing her long hair at Satoko, and the falling blossoms that had landed on it flew off, dashing harmlessly against Satoko's face and neck. "Ha! Take that!"

"Ah, nooo!"

Laughing, they ran kept running the sunny avenue towards the distant gate, hearts full of joy and the world full of color.

Not once did their hands let go of each other.

[nyaagolor]

Now that I saw your opinion on Were!Team Star, let me tell ya about the Élite 4 + Geeta:

- Hassel is, like before, a Tatsugiri. Can be found on the sides/middle of Lake Calderoya, where he just stays still face down until a possible prey comes near. Surprisingly, he is one of the few who has a small bit of control over their other selves, and that's why no human got seriously harmed by him. He knows of his other self, and keeps it a close guarded secret shared only with fellow Élite 4 members (plus a few exceptions)

- Rika is an Excadrill, and the whole reason there's a gallery system under the Élite 4 Building. She is aware of her other self, since one day she woke up in the middle of an underground gallery. Can be found all around Paldea, and is not aggressive but can be territorial if someone comes near a gallery entrance.

- Poppy is a Tinkatink, and the less seen of the 4. Like other Tinkatinks, she has a metal weapon, but as opposed to the rest of the form it doesn't disappear when she reverts. In fact, it's hidden inside the key-shaped pendant. She isn't aware of her other self, and the other 3 prefer to not tell her that. While she isn't aggressive by any means, the others are protective of her... a lot.

- Larry is a Staraptor, and it's probably the only person with control over itself... although that doesn't make him any less tired. Heck, he sees it as just another problem (although it has a few benefits)! Can be found flying over the skies of Paldea with the company of his Staraptor.

- Geeta... Geeta is special, in a certain way. Due to some genetic mystery/connection to Area Zero, she is permanently transformed, even during the day! She is a Glimmora, but she is so good at hiding it that no-one knows, not even the Élite 4!

Love these hcs!!! The larry one is especially hilarious to me. Man is so powerful he can control smth that no one else in Paldea has a handle on but he just uses it to vibe and sees it as an inconvenience. Good.

Anyway, the Geeta one really spoke to me so I had to draw it. Her hair glows :3c

[enokvirkow]

Ariadne stood with her hands on her hips, her eyebrow raised in silent question at this daring intruder. He held his hands up — perhaps to show he wasn't holding any weapons, perhaps to make himself appear as less of a threat — and an apologetic grin spread across his face. He had been bold enough to ask her "so, you wouldn't happen to know where the star map is?" in a half-joking tone.

She looked him over again. The equipment attached to his belt, he was probably a traveler at best, a sky pirate at worst. Though the beaded decorations stirred memories of past visitors of Galahd. Those visitors had always been brave and kind.

"Do you have a ship?" the Princess posed a question of her own. Perhaps their fates had crossed on that night. Even now, the grand ship of a would-be suitor was anchoring in the docks. She cared little for babysitting another royal ego while her own hopes and dreams danced at her fingertips just barely out of reach. Perhaps this stranger could help.

She should not be here... good, he shouldn't be here either. At least officially. But that was completely different. They had planned this heist into the last detail. And Enok was fucking sure Rika had mentioned the princess was supposed to be at some little festive for her and her possibly fiance on his ridiculously big ship that sat down at the docks. And everyone knew what they said about guys with big ships...

Glancing back down to the little ring Rika had handed to him, Enok scrunched his nose. Nah. He was right. The light-compass in this ring pointed exactly at the room behind the girl. That was ridiculous.

"Uh... well. Yeah?", he answered and it sounded more like a question, as Enok slowly started to circle around the princess. He had only seen her on drawings and photographs so far. Very rarely had she been shown in public. Her parents were extremely protective of their children... but Enok wasn't here to hurt the sweet daughter of the Xe planet anyway.

"A ship. And a solar glider... bet you have prettier ones around here, though.", he babbled on in hopes that would keep her occupied enough, as he walked around her. The solar glider was what Enok had used to get here unseen. It was small and fast. The ship had stayed back, Rika herself was on her own glider, after she had hidden her ship in the stardust clouds that danced around some cliffs to the east. She was standing watch, circling the castle outside in safe distance, waiting for Enok to return with the damn map that would make them the richest and most famous star mariners out there.

Feigning a bow, Enok grinned: "I beg your pardon, I fear I have no time for a race or such... you see, I really need that map and-" He had used that act of bowing to take another glance at the ring, hoping it thin green laser light would indicate him further into the room behind her, but.... now it pointed at her. Scrunching his nose, Enok held his hand up, focused on the ring completely open now, waving his hand a little. But the light did not change its mind. No. It remained pointing at the girl with the moonlight-coloured hair.

His blue eyes darted from the compass to her and back again.

"You.... you have the map?", he sighed, before his shoulders dropped as if this was giving him the biggest headache right now. Though then Enok had his grin back, driving a hand back through his tousled hair. This was... suboptimal. But hey, maybe this Princess was sheltered enough to miss the point entirely.

"So... how about a little deal? You want a ship? Why? Want a lil joyride? A secret travel to some hidden lover? Have some breezing aetherian winds around your nose? Can give you all that - if you give me the star map in exchange for that. Just borrowed, okay? You can have it back in... like a week."

@rebelichor

[marshmallowprotection]

By no popular demand, let’s talk about the Children’s Day Title Screen which is the first time that we’ve seen everyone together at the RFA party. I think we’re all crying about it but I’ve definitely had the time to sit down and think about all of the little details for Saeran. We’ve all met me. We know that I’ve been trying to make sense of everything that I see to rationalize and explain in some kind of meta way. 

There’s going to be spoiler CG in this for Another Story, like, all of it, so you have that warning now. 

My apologies in advanced because we know that I don’t know how to shut up when it comes to Saeran.  Look at him. Look at him. I swear to God, you have to look at him. Okay, now that we’ve established that you have to look at it so I can cover this:

Finally, we’ve got a canon party outfit for Saeran to talk about and cry about, frankly. I knew that he would have something pink because you will never see this man far from something pink, black, or red. That’s just what his assigned colors are. I’m not surprised that it’s pink. I love seeing Saeran in pink. 

He really can’t be separated from the color pink because we’ve all given it to him tenfold at this point. 

I’m just assuming this is GE Saeran, to be clear with you, because that seems to be the most possible option. Now, they gave him a blue rose, which could mean that they’re covering their bases so it’s not a spoiler for people who haven’t had the chance to play Ray Route and see what plays out, so they may think it’s just Ray, but we who have already played know that it’s GE Saeran. 

His eyes in this style are very light and they’ve styled them to look a though he’s truly happy and not masking with a false smile. 

You can usually tell them apart by the way their eyes are drawn in this game, honestly, but I have a post about that if you need to glance at that for more of my info-dumping for no reason at all. 

Anyways! Saeran has seemingly styled his hair differently, or had a haircut. It’s definitely shorter than what it is in the route, which is, quite reasonable, honestly. He’s had to take care of his own hair for the most part. 

He carries around a brush at all times according to his diary, and Ray mentions that he often takes care of Rika’s hair for her as well, so he’s got his own knowledge of how to at the very least, take care of his hair to keep it out of his eyes.

It’s quite possible that he’s been able to get a haircut for the first time after the events of the good ending. That’s a positive sign of progress. It’s a small trim of course, since it’s just a bit shorter than what we’ve seen in some of the ending CG for the route. 

It could just be the art style, but I have the tendency to look at style choices as something reasonably meaningful for what happens in the life of a character. 

I’ll slap a CG for comparison if you want to check that out for yourself. It can be a style choice. It can be a healthy step in him living a normal life. Because that’s seemingly a very casual thing that all of us contend with, but that’s a move for him that seems like he’s comfortable with it. 

I just think that’s a neat touch, no matter if it’s just a style choice. 

His little suit is a lot more detailed here than the suit that we see VAE Ray wear. That is a pink suit as well, but that one is much lighter in tone than the one that we see here. I sat here comparing the two for a little bit because I wasn’t sure if it was the same suit top or if it was two different outfits entirely. 

At the end of the day, I’m definitely sure that it’s not the same outfit. They’re both pink but it’s not the same shade. 

However, it’s close enough that you could frankly assume that they’re the same in the long run, but I think I’ll leave that up to you guys to figure that out because the CG with his suit in VAE doesn’t show the front of his outfit. 

So, we can’t see for sure if it’s the same. Artists can have had to take some liberties to draw it in their own way because of the reference that we received! It appears as though the VAE suit is lighter and the suit in this title screen is a little bit warmer. 

What do you guys think? Either way, I’m in love with the little bowtie. Frankly, he always chooses bowties. We’ve seen Saeran use them, Ray use them, and if we count the Christmas DLC, Unknown. The only one that we haven’t seen use the bowties is Suit Saeran, who wears an actual tie instead. Bowties are a bit more slender and pop more. You tend to see them on more boyish characters. 

I tend to think that Suit Saeran wears a tie because he feels like it adds maturity and makes him look stronger, but they all just generally prefer bowties. I do think they’re really cute myself. I tend to draw him wearing bowties myself. It could just be a style choice, rather than him deciding between if a tie is mature or a bowtie is youthful.

Speaking of that, I think the buttons are really cute. There’s no purpose for those buttons on the chest of his jacket but they’re neat. The pockets are asymmetrical for some reason that I can’t discern. I think that’s an interesting choice to have in the outfit but I’m not sure why he’d pick something like that. 

He tends to be the kind of person that makes style choices because, “I think it looks cool,” or “I kind of think this reflects my emotions.” Which is why all of them, if they had a say, would’ve picked something dark and edgy looking as that reflects “power from being sharp” and “I feel dreary and I feel like I should dress that way.”

Pink is a color that often means hopefulness, light and care, and innocence. It’s a love for others and for yourself. So, by him choosing this, it’s reflective of the fact that he’s learning how to love himself and we love to see that. Saeran’s love for the world and his growth is... honestly, something that helps me feel like I can wake up in the morning. 

The funny part about this is I think his favorite color is blue. It has to be blue. Because the sky is blue. 

That, my friends, is a carnation. That is a pink carnation. Pink carnations tend to mean I'll Never Forget You, that’s one of the more popular meanings that comes to my mind. I think one of the other meanings is gratitude. 

It’s the official flower for Mother’s Day, as well, in America, anyway, if you didn’t know that fact! I think they gave him carnations because it’s about his faith and love for his MC that has shown him how to have strong gratitude and how to be thankful for every breath in his body. So, I think we should go ahead and cry on this one.

[rengokus-eyeliner]

Moment’s Silence

Modern AU Rengoku Kyoujurou x F!Reader

It’s Kyoujurou’s birthday!! Since this special date also coincides with another big event this year, I had an idea to merge the two. I hope you enjoy!

SFW+NSFW

2.2k words

Tags: Fluff, domestic life, oral sex, overall Very Tender Sex

"Good work today!" You snatch your handbag, greeting Uzui-san on the way out. Glancing at your wristwatch, you quicken your pace a little.

5.48pm…

You have to pick up Rika from daycare, secure a cake and prepare dinner within 2 hours in order for your schedule to work out. If you were lucky, Kyoujurou would be tied up with club activities, giving you an extra 30 minutes…

"Mommy!" You spot the familiar puff of yellow and red making its way to you. Bending over to press a big kiss to her cheek, you haul her into your arms and make a mad dash towards the shopping district.

"Did you prepare what I asked you to?" Rika nods, pointing to her tiny backpack. "Good girl!"

"Mommy, there's a big crowd." She gasps a little, pointing a chubby finger towards the mass of bodies clustered in front of the bakery.

"Tanjiro-kun!" You yell over a couple huddled in front of the bakery's glass display, hoping that he heard you. Within a few seconds, your red-headed student peers out from within the ornate doors and flashes you a smile.

"Sensei! Here's your cake." A neatly wrapped box with a silky red ribbon in a bag is placed into your hands, and he bows. "Thank you very much! Happy m-"

"Thank you, I'll see you in school."

Rika waves to him over your shoulder as you turn on your heel. The sun's setting already, street lights flickering on as you finally make your way back to your apartment.

Heaving a sigh of relief, you jam the elevator button and finally have a moment to take a breath.

"Mommy, I could have walked." Rika frowns, her eyebrows- shaped much like her father's- furrow. You chuckle, nuzzling your daughter's hair.

"It's alright. You're not too heavy, anyway-" Just before the elevator doors can slide close, a hand jams itself into the tiny gap, scaring the life out of you.

"I'm sorry!" To your surprise, Kyoujurou steps in. Your husband stares at you for a few stunned seconds until Rika squirms around with delight.

"Daddy!" You hand her over to Kyoujurou, but not before he's able to lean in for a quick peck on the lips as a greeting.

"Rika! I've missed you~" He blows raspberries into her neck, earning ecstatic giggles that ring through the enclosed space.

"I thought you had club duties?"

"Hm? Oh, I exchanged shifts with Tomioka." He extends an arm to grab the paper bag before halting.

The two of you are holding paper bags, identical paper bags. From the Kamado Family bakery.

"Kyou, did you buy a cake for your own birthday? You should have known I would get one for you!" The lift doors jerk open, and the three of you cross the threshold into your house.

"It's not that, my love…" Kyoujurou murmurs, setting Rika down and ruffling her hair. "Did you forget? It's Mother's Day too."

Oh. Oh. Now that explained the crowd at the bakery today. You sigh, setting down the keys and your handbag.

"Now, I know what you're thinking." Swivelling around, Kyoujurou and Rika are standing side by side with their arms crossed over their chests, mischievous smiles on their faces. As much as the sight sends pangs through your heart, you will not be swayed. "You cannot split one entire cake between two people."

Simultaneously, the both of them groan. You leave them to their machinations to get dinner started.

Cooking in the Rengoku household is a thrill. Over the years, Kyoujurou has managed to participate in the kitchen without causing mass destruction, and sweet little Rika sits on the countertop, cheering the both of you on.

After getting Rika washed up and changed, Kyoujurou peeks over your shoulder while you're peeling the sweet potatoes. Today, you'll be making an indulgent version of Kyou's favourite dish- sweet potato rice.

You allow him to take over chopping them, and you turn your attention to preparing the rest of the ingredients. The two of you work like a well-oiled machine. Once you've sliced the cabbage and scallions, Kyoujurou has the sweet potatoes in the oven. You warm up the leftover white rice from yesterday in the rice cooker, along with the soft-boiled eggs.

"Rika, help me set up the table please?" Kyoujurou handles the plates, and Rika sets the cutlery down. Two blue and red bamboo chopsticks for you and Kyoujurou, with a smaller pair of training chopsticks for herself. 

The soft ping of the oven has you up and scooping the rice into bowls, while Kyou retrieves the ingredients from the counter.

"Can I help?" You hand her the furikake shaker, which she accepts with glee, sprinkling the sesame seeds and seaweed over the rice.

You watch, content, as they wolf down the meal, rice grains sticking to their cheeks. Rika definitely took after her father more.

"You may each have one slice, as a treat." You slide the cake from its white box onto the middle of the table, lighting a candle and placing it amidst the dainty curls of white cream. After singing happy birthday and taking an ample number of pictures, the three of you settle into easy conversation over dessert, until Rika sits up, remembering something.

"Happy birthday, Daddy!" She pulls a card from her bag, sliding it across the table towards Kyoujurou. He's beaming, holding the crayon drawing delicately. You giggle when you spot tears in the corners of his eyes, threatening to spill.

"Thank you, Rika!"

"Wait, Mommy, I have something for you."

A pink carnation, layers of petals made of pink, frilly paper and a stem of wire wrapped in green tape. It's a little rough around the edges, but you can tell it was made with love. God, now you feel like a fool for making fun of Kyoujurou's tears.

"C'mon, my girl. Let's wash up the dishes. You'll be on towel duty!" Rika salutes, and they march off to the kitchen.

You resolve to having to change Rika's clothing again, as her father flicks soap bubbles onto her and she retaliates by using a spoon to divert the water from the faucet onto his shirt. Smart girl.

---

An hour of cartoons later, Rika is snoozing on Kyou's lap. You stick Kyoujurou's gift to the fridge with magnets, and place your carnation into a small glass bottle on top of your vanity.

"My daughter is the cutest thing in the entire world." Kyoujurou coos, tucking her under plush covers. As quietly as possible, you close the door behind you.

"Let's go take a shower." Kyoujurou whispers, and you arch an eyebrow.

"What if she wakes up?"

"If she's guaranteed to inherit one thing from me, it would be how I sleep like a log." He chuckles. As if to prove his point, you hear cute little snores from her room. "See?"

Hurrying into the bathroom, you feel like a hormonal teenager all over again. When was the last time the two of you had sex? Kyoujurou is by no means neglectful, but working as a teacher is hard. Pent-up stress and tension has built up in your body, and you're aching for a release.

As Kyoujurou strips, you admire his broad back, well-toned with defined muscle, and the shallow divot that runs down to his tailbone. Warmth worms your way into your core, awakening a tingle within you.

He must have felt the weight of your gaze on him, as he turns around and spots you staring. He huffs and grins, the barest hint of a blush blooming on his cheeks.

Your shower is barely large enough to accommodate two, but thankfully, Kyoujurou enjoys the same temperature as you. The hot water beats down on your back, and you can’t help but moan as the heat works its way into your aching muscles.

“Massage my back?” Kyoujurou asks, turning to the showerhead to rinse the soap from his hair. You gladly do so, running your hands up his slippery skin, feeling a shiver roll down his spine. Digging your thumbs into the base of his neck and rubbing circles until you feel the tension dissipate from his shoulders allows you to marvel at his physique. Every shift of his body grants you a ripple of tough muscle to gawk at. After taking your time on his lats, you slide your hands lower. Just the slightest pressure from your fingers makes Kyoujurou arch his back. He hums, turning to capture your lips in a deep kiss.

“Thank you, my love.” His eyes have a hint of hunger in them, and you can feel heat that isn’t from the steam rising in your body. One of his hands comb back the hair from your face, while the other skims down to knead the flesh on your rear. The slightest brush of his body against yours hardens your nipples, and you gasp when he brushes a thumb across one of them.

“Let me return the favour.” Kyoujurou lifts you onto the bathroom counter, the cool marble a deep contrast to your hot skin. Slowly, he kisses the sweet spots he knows so well on your neck, playing with your chest until you begin to heave in anticipation. You feel light-headed, in the consuming embrace of your husband, content to stay that way until the ache in your pussy grows too strong to be left unattended. His wandering hands clutch the soft curves of your hips.

“You’re gorgeous, beautiful, stunning.” He kneels on the floor, lifting your legs over his shoulders and leaving red spots as he sucks and bites down to the growing wetness between them. Two fingers come to coax your slick from between your folds, Kyoujurou admires the glisten of your swollen cunt before he finally flicks his tongue out to toy with your clit. The pleasure halts your breath, and you savour the sensations of his hot breath and tongue, building and building. You can’t help but run a hand through his wet hair, rake your fingers across his scalp which earns you an eager groan. 

Kyou pulls back with a gasp, licking the remainder of your wetness from his lips. He helps you down from the counter and wraps you with a towel, ushering you out of the bathroom and into your bedroom.

“Sit back.” You crawl onto the bed and push him down into the soft pillows. His beautiful cock bobs between his legs, twitching when you lick down his shaft. You spit onto his head, a hand spreading your saliva down until it drips onto his heavy balls. With slow, deliberate strokes, you suck his balls, keening under the low moans and sighs of your lover. Kyoujurou’s hard cock in your gentle grip, the heady scent of his precum… It feels so good to have him all to yourself for once, to have him be pleasured by your touch, straining to hold himself back from thrusting his hips upward. With a hand still on his length, you take the tip of his cock into your mouth, swirling your tongue as you inch your way down his thickness.

“Wait- ah, fuck!” Kyou whines, digging his fingers into your shoulder. “Feels...too good.”

You lean back, a thin string of spit between your lips and his cock beading onto the bedding. Kyoujurou lies on his side behind you, holding your thigh up with one arm and propping himself up with the other. He drags his length between your slippery folds before positioning at your entrance. Easing himself in, you feel him shudder and grunt. Every inch sliding in, warming you up from the inside, filling you. Gentle until he bumps against your cervix, fully sheathed within you.

“Love, you feel so good…”

“Kyou…” You whimper, clenching around the ample size of his meaty cock. “Please?”

Gingerly, he thrusts his hips upwards, at an angle such that his full length rubs against your g-spot, again when he pulls back. You busy yourself with fingering your clit. The pressure builds back up again, growing, growing. Your moans are breathy, mingling with gasps of his name. Kyoujurou licks the shell of your ear, nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck. It’s gentle, needy. 

“I’m...gonna…” You stutter, and Kyoujurou goes the slightest bit faster, pressing into you enough to tip you over the edge. He continues through your climax, until you’re left a trembling mess in his arms. With ease, he flips you over onto your back and slides himself in again. He kisses you, tongue and warm breath consuming you entirely, muffling both of your moans of pleasure.

Gradually picking up pace, you encourage him by holding him closer, wrapping your weak legs around his torso. Whispers of your name, so tender from his mouth, spoken like a prayer into your ear. The room’s filled with noise from just the two of you- the rhythmic, wet noise of your sex mixed in with moans and sighs.

“Inside, please.” Kyoujurou’s breath ghosts over your collarbone, the steady pace of his hips meeting yours growing more erratic, desperate. With a stutter of his hips, he finishes, resting against you for a few silent moments like a blanket.

“Thank you, my love.” Kyoujurou spoons you again, stroking the silhouette of your body. “Happy Mother’s Day. Thank you so, so much for granting me this happiness.”

“It’s not Mother’s Day anymore, Kyou. But happy belated birthday, love.” You giggle, planting a tender kiss on his lips. “It’s 12.04am.”

[starfirette]

pauran | ship

This is a Mystic Messenger ship for my friend @httphimitsu​!! Inbox is open for ships. Click here to see the ship package, click here for fandoms list 

my name is paulina, and my nickname is pau! my pronouns are she/her and i’m bisexual! i’m pretty short, 4’11, and kind of pale. i have freckles that cover my cheeks and nose, as well as shoulder-length wavy brown hair! the word people most often use when they describe me is “cute”, and i’m trying my best to believe them!!! i really like drawing, writing, baking, and admiring/collecting cute things!! i get emotional pretty easily... if i look at a stuffed animal for too long, i’ll start to think about all the love that was poured into making it, and how cute it is, and the tears start to flow! i also really like fashion, especially girly princess-like clothing, but i don’t stick to a specific style. looking ladylike and well put-together just makes me feel happy! i was born and raised in puerto rico, and around there, most people are very warm and friendly, which definitely shaped who i am today! i love helping people and offering advice, and will stop at nothing to make those i love happy. however, i do tend to get a little gloomy sometimes, and i can get very anxious around new people to the point where i just get overwhelmed and shut down. i’ve gotten a lot better over the years though! :o) progress! i am TERRIFIED of cockroaches!!! i hate them more than any other bug. if i see a big one, i will freeze and start crying. i know it sounds pathetic but i can’t help it! i also hate comment sections. too often, i’ll find myself scrolling through the most ridiculous and hateful comments and just get myself upset. people can be so stupid! i hope that’s enough about me.. it might be.. more than enough!!! but just let me know!!! :o)

I was tempted to ship you witH;

Jaehee: Because you both obviously love to bake. You’d meet her by applying to the bakery and yall would fall in love.

Saeyoung: Because you two seem really similar! He’s also a lover of cute things. You seem like someone Saeyoung would fall so hard for

Vanderwood: Because I’m a sucker for goth boy x pastel girl. enough said.

ANYWAY I ship you with Saeran, though!!!

More specifically, Ray

let’s dive right into the good stuff

Ray is the first to take a liking to you. Unknown and Edgy Saeran find you annoying, but only because you’re really adorable. You’re the perfect counterpart for Ray. He thoroughly enjoys giving you the dresses you enjoy. You two make Rika gag because you’re both so cute together. You basically match all the time. 

Expect lots of picnics in the garden with Ray! 

Your ship name with Ray is Rayna because it’s CUTE OKAY??

Unknown finds you......funny. You’re strange to him, at first. He wonders how you can be so calm when he’s starkly different from Ray. He thinks it’s annoying when you go on about how he is Ray, how you love Saeran for who is his blah blah blah. Unknown comes around to you when you begin to bake for him. He’s a sucker for baked goods and he can really feel the love. You and Unknown are the epitome of goth boy x pastel girl, like with Vanderwood. Unlike Vanderwood, Unknown is very edgy. You’re essentially his root to the earth. You keep him calm. He pretends he doesn’t like your affection but he does. He thinks it very adorable how emotional you are. He pretends he keeps you around for sex and other material reasons, but he actually loves you very much. He’d go insane if something happened to you. 

I can’t think of a ship name for you two. Paulina x Unknown sounds like a cool fanfic or story though. 

Suit! Saeran is.......

Hmm. How can I explain the nature of Suit! Saeran. He’s pretty crazy. He is taunting and he intially makes fun of you for being the another version of Ray. You’re sickeningly sweet and he hates that. He doesn’t like how friendly you are. We Puerto Ricans are known for being outward, extroverted, and over all friendly. You’re likely a physical person, and he doesn’t like that. Don’t try to hold his hand. But secretly DO try to hold his hand. The more affectionate and “normal” you are with this Saeran, the more likely he is to calm down and accept being regular Saeran Choi. 

Once it’s all said and done (Mint Eye is destroyed, Rika is in therapy but also being investiagted for her knowledge of chemicals because she fucking made her own brand of lsd and that’s something no one pays attention to or says anything about????? she probably grows cocaine or some shit. she’s crazy), Saeran is very likely to want to live right beside Saeyoung, so be ready for that. I really can’t see Saeran wanting to be separated from his brother. You three probably live together! 

Saeyoung likes you because you’re fun, you make his brother happy, and you two are very much alike. You have a lot in common with Saeyoung and sometimes that drive Saeran up the wall. When you and Saeyoung team up and start the ridiculous Team Rocket nonsense, Saeran just has to stick his head in the freezer and wonder why you two are the way you are. 

He actually likes it though. He’d be so heartbroken if his brother and his girlfriend didn’t get along. 

Saeran is a pastel goth, I believe this so firmly. He still likes baked goods. He’s more willing to accept the physical affection from you, and once he’s comfortable and healed after Mint Eye, he’s going to be all over you. Always hand holding!!!! 

Saeran will protect you from cock roaches. Don’t worry. Saeyoung definitely would not, though. Sometimes he hears Saeyoung scream but he thinks it’s you, so he runs in and sees Saeyoung freaking out over a cock roach. Saeran just rolls his eyes, picks it up, and flushes it down the toilet. Saeyoung would probably scream and run to find you, then let you know Saeran touched a cock roach with his bare hands. 

You and Saeyoung bully Saeran into washing his hands for about fifteen minutes straight. Saeran knows he’s not getting any action unless he does this for your peace of mind. Otherwise you won’t be into it, because all you’ll be thinking about is Saeran’s fingers literally just held a cockroach. 

PAURAN! PAURINA! SAELINA! SAU!!! SAULINA!!!! I COULD COME UP WITH SO MANY SHIP NAMES FOR YOU GUYS

Your theme song with Saeran is The Way I Am, by Ingrid Michaelson. The song here goes both ways. You love Saeran for who he is; you love every part of his personality, even the darkest parts. He would do anything for you. 

[saeyoungs-sunflower]

A Piece of You: Chapter 2

Pairing: Zen x MC

Synopsis: After the death of his sister, Zen is entrusted with raising her daughter. Six years later, MC has now settled into the RFA, but she just wants to be back on the roof with the love of her life like she was two years before. But dealing with teenage years, dragged out engagements and a lot of unsaid feelings, you start to lose a piece of you. Or, perhaps, find a piece you had that had been missing the whole time.

Warnings: Only that this chapter is beefy. I’m sorry but I couldn’t find a good place to end it earlier, so it is a little longer than usual! Next chapters probably won’t be this long don’t worry haha.

Song: Leaving My Love Behind - Lewis Capaldi

⇦  Previous Chapter

***

The dense scent of coffee intertwined with the fresh air that soared through the open windows of Jaehee’s car. The radio, though quiet, was babbling away to itself — not unnoticed, but not entirely present either. The two women sat in a weighty silence.

Jaehee sighed, “I’m sorry, MC, it hurts me to say this but I just don’t think it’s going to work out the way you want it to.”

To be honest, MC knew it was coming. She had been waiting for months for those words to be said to her by someone. By anyone. But it still stung.

To an outsider looking in, Jaehee’s words would have sounded cold, cruel even. But in MC’s eyes, her honesty was the most loving gesture she could ask from her best friend. MC wanted her honesty, needed it in fact. It was going too far.

Once Jaehee had finally opened up to the idea of Zen and MC being in a relationship, their friendship skyrocketed. The two could finally bond, with all guards down. It was like they were giddy teenagers again, having sleepovers and talking about boys — or rather, talking about one boy in particular. They would discuss for hours about ‘the look he gave her during the meeting’ and how he ‘doesn’t just take any girl onto his roof’; that he was ‘obviously interested in her!’

However, more time slipped away and their evenings of gossiping turned into nights of consoling. It had been two years since Zen took MC onto his roof to watch the stars, and nothing had escalated from that. Jaehee would reassure her, tell her that Zen just needed time to raise Gi and work on his career, that they had grown apart after MC spent months helping Saeyoung get Saeran back on his feet. She would tell her they just needed to spend more time together like they used to, and things would pick up again.

But they didn’t, and it had been too long. Two years of nothing, and Jaehee couldn't bare to see MC tearing herself apart anymore. She would constantly check her reflection before turning away with a gentle frown, she would type then re-type messages before throwing her phone away from her. Her smile faded, her light dimmed. MC hid it well, but they noticed, all of them did. Of course they noticed, but only Jaehee knew the reason why. It was time to stop this and allow her to move on. She had to before she faded away completely, becoming nothing more than a shell of what she used to be; what she could have been.

After a long sigh, MC finally spoke up, “Yeah, I think you’re right.”

“He still cares deeply about you, MC, you haven’t lost him. I know he still loves you, even as much as he loves Gi, he just might not see you in the same way you see him. You love each other equally, just differently.”

“…A bit like Newton’s third law of motion?”

“Oh my God I swear if Saeyoung doesn't stop giving ‘free physics lessons’ in the messenger I’m going to kick him straight into orbit.”

The women laughed, just like they always ended up doing, no matter what life threw their way. Jaehee knew how to cheer MC up and how to make her laugh until her tears ran dry. Jaehee stopped the car in front of Zen’s house before turning to her friend and giving her hand a comforting squeeze, “I don't think it’s as bad as you think. I think you just need to put yourself out there and I’m sure someone will come along and surprise you.”

MC looked back into her eyes, not finding an ounce of dishonesty in them. She knew deep down that Jaehee was probably right, she always was. Taking a deep breath, she squeezed Jaehee’s hand in return, “Okay, I’ll try.”

***

“Hey, Gi! Look who’s here!”

Gi had the biggest grin on her face as she charged towards the door and jumped into MC’s arms, almost knocking her over from the impact. MC scooped her up and spun her around, blowing raspberries into her tummy, making the young girl squeal and wriggle in her arms.

Gi was six now, and was four when MC met her after nearly being kidnapped in Rika’s apartment. From the moment Gi saw her, she instantly took a liking for her, constantly asking Zen when “pretty MC” would next visit — which made MC an absolute blushing mess when Zen revealed this in the chatroom.

Gi had also managed to worm her way into MC’s heart and made herself at home there. MC loved that child like she was family, which she was in all fairness. The RFA was her family, and therefore anyone they loved, she loved too. She was always up to babysit her or take her on girly days out whenever she asked.

Today was a little different though.

“How’s the little madam today then? You excited for your day out with Jaehee?” MC asked, still trying to hold on to the wriggling child.

“Yay! Where are we all going?”

“Well, I’m going to watch your dad’s rehearsal whilst Jaehee takes you out for ice cream and a movie, is that okay?”

Gi watched the two women carefully, before nodding confidently, “Okay, but you have to come next time!”

MC laughed, “Fine, diva.”

“I’m not a diva! Dad’s the only diva in this house.”

“HEY!”

The three girls burst into laughter, and MC watched Zen as he feigned offence, but he was unable to control the sides of his mouth as they curled upwards. His eyes locked with MC’s, and she felt her heart stop for a split second. When was that going to stop happening? He gave her a warm smile, which she happily returned before placing Gi back on the floor, ruffling her hair.

Gi then darted to Jaehee and embraced her leg, waiting to be picked up. Jaehee chuckled before granting her request, earning a satisfied chuckle from the excitable young girl. Both Zen and MC felt a pang of affection as they waved the two goodbye, Gi’s babbling fading away the she walked hand-in-hand with Jaehee on their way into town.

MC turned to Zen who was rummaging around for his keys. She chortled at him, “How is everything? Gi doing okay at school?”

“Yeah, she’s doing pretty well actually,” Zen replied, still searching for his keys, “She’s very popular, according to her teachers. Stirring up trouble though.”

“In what way?”

He sighed, “Well there’s a group of them, apparently, and they like to wreak havoc for the teacher’s and get up to all kinds of mischief. Hiding the teacher’s supplies, little things like that. They say she’s an angel when they talk to her one-on-one, but she likes to follow this group around, copying what they’re doing. They're in the older group I think,” Zen said as he sifted through the draws, and MC could see a crease form between his eyebrows. He was worried about her.

“I’m sure she’s just enjoying herself. She’ll grow out of it, I’m sure. She’s a bright kid.”

“I know, I should have more faith in her,” now he’s patting his jean pockets, “She’s getting good grades for her work anyway. You know, when she doesn’t lose her exercise books or pencil case or whatever.”

MC chuckled, grabbing his keys from the trinket box on the windowsill, “I wonder where she gets that from,” she said, chucking the keys to Zen.

He caught them with ease, grinning at MC, “Thanks. Ready to go?”

MC smiled back, though it didn’t feel as bright, “Ready.”

She turned to the door, but felt a hand on her bicep, turning her back to him. He gave her arm a gentle squeeze and rubbed it with his thumb, “Hey, you okay? You don’t seem yourself today. Did something happen?”

MC plastered a smile on her face, beaming up at him, “Of course I’m okay! I’m just excited, that’s all.”

Zen returned the smile, although he wasn’t convinced by her answer. She slapped his arm playfully, “Come on, you. You can’t be late for your rehearsal,” she said, turning on her heal and walking out of the house.

He watched after her, wishing she would open up to him more. Just like he did with her.

Just like they used to.

***

The two walked to the theatre in a comfortable silence, the only sound heard was the leaves crunching beneath their feet and the wind rustling through the trees over them. MC closed her eyes briefly as she let the breeze caress her skin and her hair, a sense of peace washing over her.

“Thank you for coming to my rehearsal,” Zen said unexpectedly, catching MC a little off guard.

“You don’t have to thank me, I wanted to come! It feels like ages since I’ve seen you perform,” she exclaimed cheerfully, “Although, I admit the offer did come a bit out of the blue. What made you want to invite me now?”

“Well,” Zen started, scratching the back of his head, “you’ve always been so supportive of my career, more than anyone else I think…and I’m really proud of this show. I guess I wanted you to see that your belief in me wasn’t in vain, and all your support hadn’t gone to waste,” he stated, his eyes locked on the path in front of him.

MC stopped, grabbing his sleeve so he would stop and turn to her, “You don’t have to prove anything, especially not to me, you know that. As long as you’re happy, then it would have never been a waste, okay?”

Zen smiled fondly at her and let out a little chuckle, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her into his side, “And that’s why I love you.”

And with that, MC felt like a bullet had shot through her chest. Because she knew what ‘I love you’ meant when it came to Zen, and it didn’t mean what she longed for it to.

Because yes, she loved him too. Painfully, hopelessly, quietly.

Equally, but differently.

***

When they entered the theatre, MC’s eyes widened as she took in the sight before her. The theatre was really very beautiful. It was old-fashioned, but had clearly been done up recently. She could tell by the even gold paint, the vivid red seating and the perfectly polished stage where the set that she had painted stood proudly.

Art and painting had always been a huge passion of MC’s, and she would often sketch Zen when he was focussed on playing with Gi when she would visit. She accidentally left a sketchbook open at his house once, and he was dumbfounded by her skill and artistry. Unfortunately, MC was never able to make a career out of her art, and she was also way too modest to sell her artwork, so Zen made it his mission to give her as many opportunities to express her art and passion as he could, just like she helped him. The company obviously paid her for her work, but Zen couldn’t help but feel that her art deserved a place in a gallery rather than a tucked away theatre. He told her numerous times to ask V for help, but she always refused. He wondered why.

Zen chuckled at her loss for words, “It’s amazing, right? Come on, I want to introduce you to the cast and director!”

“Oh, they must be busy, I don’t want to interrupt-“

“Don’t be silly! They are so excited to meet you!”

MC frowned, confused, “Wait, really?”

“Of course! Without you I might not even still be in this company, and besides, look at your beautiful set! You’re a part of this show too, MC. Of course they’d love to meet you.”

This theatre company was actually founded by Zen and the director, and it was well known for the way it defied typical theatre conventions. They didn't do a show every night of the week with a matinee on a Wednesday and Saturday, instead they did a matinee every weekday and an evening show on Saturday. Zen said that it was partly so that he could be take care of Gi in the evenings and work whilst she was at school, but also because it meant that schools could watch their shows during school hours, as an educational trip. He was always passionate about allowing kids to fall in love with theatre like he did. And to hopefully save some like it saved him.

Giving Zen a shy smile, MC finally let him lead her backstage. The cast were genuinely very lovely, praising and thanking her for the set and for being by Zen’s side over the last two years, making MC blush fiercely. Even the director said that he had heard so much about her and was glad they finally met. Did Zen really talk about her this much? She tried not to think about it too much.

Just when she thought they had spoken to everyone, Zen took her to his dressing room that he shared with the other male lead. His name was Chul, Zen told her, and he had given her a little talk before going in.

MC laughed, “What do you mean?”

“Listen, I love Chul to bits, but he is a man after all. You can imagine what actors are like, and male leads are even worse.”

“Aren’t you also a male lead?”

“Yes, but I also have sharpie on my kitchen wall and stuffed animals scattered across my living room. Did I also mention that I live with a six year old?”

“Fair play. But seriously, Zen, it’s fine. So what if he’s a bit of a flirt?”

“He can just get carried away sometimes, and I don't want him to get any ideas. All men-“

“-are wolves. And I’m a grown woman, Zen. You don't have to protect me like that, I can handle it,” MC chuckled.

“I know babe, just…if he bothers you you have to let me know, okay?”

“Fine, dad.”

Zen made a face at that and MC laughed even more. She knew how to push his buttons. But seriously, she wasn't a teenager, she could keep her cool in front of a man. Zen knocked on the door briefly and they both entered.

“Hey, Chul, I’d like you to meet my friend, MC.”

Oh, good Lord. She definitely should have prepared herself more for this. Sitting at his dressing table was Chul. Six foot tall, brunette, buff as hell Chul, getting his makeup done for the dress rehearsal. Did I not mention that he was also shirtless? Whilst a lot of women would be drooling at this point - understandably so - MC just felt embarrassed.

Catching his attention, Chul looked over at MC and gave her a bright smile, making her heart race and her face burn. He chuckled, standing up and heading towards the door.

“Ah, the famous MC! It’s a pleasure to meet you, I’m Chul,” he offered his hand for her to shake, which she did. His grip was firm, yet soft at the same time as he stared directly into her eyes. It was intense, to say the least, and MC mentally scolded herself for how red her face must have been.

“It’s lovely to meet you too, Chul,” she replied, surprised at how smoothly the words came out of her mouth despite how flustered she was.

He kept his grip on her hand for a moment longer than necessary, making Zen strangely impatient, “Okay, great, well I have to show MC around the rest of the theatre so we’ll catch you later.”

“Of course, I need to finish getting ready anyway. I’ll catch you later, MC,” he said with a wink, returning back to his seat. MC could feel Zen’s blood boiling next to her, so she ushered him out of the room swiftly.

“He seems nice.”

“Hm.”

MC rolled her eyes at him and gave him a playful nudge, giving him the silent reassurance that he needed. Both of them continued on the tour, but inevitably Zen was called to the stage for the rehearsal to begin, leaving MC on her own.

“You can sit anywhere, babe. There’s drinks and snacks on the table over there, so help yourself. Let me know if you need anything else, okay?”

Her smile grew at his concern. He really was very sweet, “Thank you, Zen, but I’ll be absolutely fine, don’t worry. Enjoy your rehearsal, okay? I can’t wait to see you get up there!” she beamed, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze before he ran off to join the rest of the cast.

She watched him as he went, a gentle thumping in her chest and a numbness in her spirit.

***

The first couple of hours of rehearsal were truly fascinating. Despite what some may assume, whilst Zen was incredibly good-looking, his acting skills were definitely his biggest strength (apart from his parenthood, of course). MC had no doubt that he would have been successful regardless of his looks, and it frustrated her to no end that he was primarily praised for his face and body rather than his talent and hard-work. The way he could show so much emotion and character and make her feel so much through just one look was, quite honestly, extraordinary. For a moment, she forgot he was her best friend at all; she was completely absorbed in his character.

The scene they were currently rehearsing was one where Zen’s character confesses his love to the female-lead’s character — a woman stuck in an arranged marriage who longed for freedom. The scene ended in a passionate kiss, bringing MC back to reality. It sent an ache through her chest as she watched Zen fall in love with someone else. For goodness sake, MC, he was acting. He wasn’t actually in love with her. And even if he was, what would it matter? He wasn’t hers, and she wasn't his. He was free to kiss whomever he pleased.

The director called for a short break so he could discuss the scene with Zen and the female-lead, and MC took this opportunity to get a coffee and to focus her mind on something other than Zen kissing another woman. Ugh, stop being so pathetic. She had no right to be jealous. She had no right to regret what never existed.

She made her coffee and searched for the sugar, deciding that a little sweetness in her coffee might lift her spirits a little. However, even after scanning the table she couldn’t seem to find-

“Looking for this?”

MC turned her head to find Chul standing there, sugar in one hand and his own coffee in the other. She took the sugar, offering him a kind smile, “Ah, yes, thank you.”

Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Chul watching her face closely. He frowned a little, an eyebrow raised, “Rough day?”

She chuckled, she tried her best to hide it but clearly she wasn't as good of an actor as Zen, “Nah, it’s just tiring watching other people run around and dance all day,” she joked. He laughed at that.

“What about you?”

“Well, my wife is currently over there making out with the gardener’s son so, yeah, I guess you could say it’s been a rough day,” he also joked.

Ah yes, he must have been playing the female-lead’s husband. MC looked over at the stage where the other two leads were making out again, sending a shiver down her back. Trying to conceal it, she laughed, “Arranged marriages, huh?”

“Tell me about it.”

They both chuckled before a silence fell over them as they drank their coffee, but MC couldn’t help the occasional glance at the stage. Chul turned so he was face-to-face with her, shoving one hand into his pocket, “You’re the one who painted the set, right?”

“I am indeed.”

“It’s really beautiful, you have an incredible gift,” MC could feel her face turning red again, so she turned away slightly.

“Ah, thank you, but I really don’t. I just…have a lot of practise I suppose.”

“You also have a lot of modesty,” he stated, nudging her playfully with his elbow, “we’re not used to that in this industry.”

She let out a small chuckle before sipping on her coffee again, trying to hide her smile behind the cup. Zen would be so mad if he saw them both right now.

But really, he had no reason to be mad. MC and Chul talked casually for around half an hour and it was harmless, enjoyable even. She discovered that they both actually had a lot in common. They both enjoyed painting and drawing, they had a lot of the same favourite bands, and they even went to the same high school.

“No, no way. I refuse to believe it. You were NOT the kid playing Oliver who fell off the stage during ‘Where is love?’”

“I absolutely am, and don't forget how I brought the whole set down with me.”

“I was so pissed off at you! I spent hours making that set!”

“Hey! I was seriously injured! I couldn't walk for a week after that, I’ll have you know!”

“Once a drama queen, always a drama queen.”

MC actually enjoyed laughing and joking with Chul, it felt natural somehow. She couldn't help but feel that Zen was wrong to tell her to be so cautious around him. He was sweet, and didn’t say anything suggestive or try to flirt with her once. She found it easy to talk with him, and she was even disappointed when he had to head back to the stage.

“Well, I really enjoyed our chat, MC. If I don’t catch you before you leave then I hope you get home safe. I’ll see you around,” he said leaning in for a hug which she happily returned. It was, she noted, a friendly hug. No agenda, no sneaky touches or grabs, just…comfortable.

He ran back to the stage and her eyes couldn't help but follow him. She felt a warmth inside her, mixed with a fondness and excitement after their conversation together. She hoped they could keep in contact somehow, maybe she’d ask Zen for his contact information later.

MC reached into her pocket for her phone to check the time, but she found a folded piece of paper in there too. She took it out, reading it’s contents:

I didn’t want you to feel pressured into giving me your number if I asked, so here’s mine. You’re more than welcome to ignore this if you’re uncomfortable, but I couldn’t let you get away without trying ;) If you want to contact me, I would love to talk more, if not, then no hard feelings. Take care, MC. C x

She tried to control herself, but it was no use. The corners of her mouth curled up as she read the note, and she bit her lip like she was a teenager with a crush. Sneaky bastard. She felt flattered though, and she noticed her heart thumping a little harder as she placed the note back in her pocket and took another sip of her coffee.

Sweet indeed.

***

“You were incredible, Zen!”

Zen twirled around to find MC running towards him at full speed. He caught her easily as she jumped into his open arms, “Thanks, babe. You didn’t get too bored or anything?”

“Of course not! I was at the edge of my seat the entire time! Ah, aren’t I lucky to have such a talented best friend.”

Ouch.

Wait…why exactly did that hurt? He liked that he was her best friend, didn’t he? Of course he did.

He mentally shook the thought away as he continued to hug her, his hold on her tighter than before,  “Well, I’m glad you enjoyed it! I’m sorry for keeping you so long, I didn’t expect for us to run over time. Let’s get you back.”

Zen noticed MC had more of a spring in her step as they walked back to his house, and how she seemed more chatty than usual. Definitely a change from her mood that morning. Maybe she just really enjoyed the show; she always did have a soft spot for theatre.

When Zen opened his door, they both found Jaehee and Gi fast asleep on the couch. Gi was lying on Jaehee’s lap, surrounded by crayons, whilst Jaehee limply held an open children’s book. Zen looked at MC and they made eye contact, trying with all their might to suppress their laughter, both their hearts warming at the pure sight in front of them. MC moved carefully, gracefully towards the mess on the floor, “I’ll help you clean up and then we’ll wake them.”

He couldn’t help but smile as she started to pack toys away and collect crayons. She really was an angel.

About halfway through clearing, Zen noticed that she had stopped and was completely spaced out. He raised an eyebrow, “MC? Are you okay?”

“Hm? Oh, right, yeah I’m fine. Sorry, just zoned out a little.”

Again, he wasn't convinced by her answer, especially since she had been acting strange all day. He knew her very well and had never seen her like this, so he continued to push, “You know you can tell me anything, right?”

“I know. Thank you, Zen. I just…,” she paused, considering whether or not she should continue, “I just don’t want to make you mad…”

Okay, that hurt a little. He didn't want or mean to make her worry about something like that, “MC, I don’t want you to be afraid to talk to me. I promise I won’t be mad, I just want to know what’s bothering you so I can help.”

MC watched him cautiously for a moment and then sighed, she would have to tell him eventually, “It’s about…Chul.”

Instantly Zen felt the hairs on the back of his neck shoot up, his hands already twitching to make a fist, but he held back. She gave him a pointed look, “Stop freaking out, silly. It’s not a big deal, he didn’t do anything wrong. He was actually very nice to me. He just gave me his number, that’s all. I don't even think I’ll call him, I just wanted you to hear it from me before you found out on your own and decided to kick his ass,” she laughed.

Wow, was he really that overprotective? He always warned MC to be cautious and all that, but he hadn't realised it got to the point where she felt the need to reassure him when a dude gave her their number. She was an adult, after all, and a very capable one. He made a mental note to go easy on her from then on, “Ah, I see.”

“But like I said, I probably won’t call him anyway so you don't need to worry.”

He paused for a moment, watching MC closely as she continued to pile up books. This was the first time she’d talked openly with him about dating. In fact, he didn’t think she’d even been on a single date in the two years he'd known her. She did always seem reluctant, perhaps even anxious to put herself out there, especially when it came to men. But finally, there she was with the opportunity to start something with someone. Someone who, he had to admit, would take care of her. Someone who gave her a spring in her step after what felt like months of dragging herself from place to place, and he wanted that spring to stay. He considered his words carefully, “Do you like him?”

“What was that?”

“Do you like him? Would you like to call him?”

MC cleared her throat, “Uhm, well, I've only known him for a few hours and we only spoke for a short time but, he seemed sweet and I enjoyed talking to him I suppose…but, I dunno…”

Her sentence drifted off, and he looked away. She’d always been so supportive of him, it was his turn to return the favour, “Well, if you'd like to start something with him, I think you should go for it.”

Her eyes shot to his so quickly he couldn't help but laugh. Yeah, he really needed to back off on the whole ‘all men are wolves’ thing, didn’t he? He gave her a soft smile, “I mean it. If it would make you happy, I’m all for it.”

She tucked a loose piece of hair behind her hair as she smiled, the action completely mesmerising Zen. She continued to clean up, breaking Zen out of his trance. It wasn't long before everything was tidied away and the two sleeping beauties were awakened from their slumber. MC gave Gi a warm hug before she left, a sight that always made Zen’s heart ache more than he cared to admit. She moved to hug him, and he held on to her more tightly than usual, only then noticing the smell of her shampoo and how perfectly she fit into his embrace. MC pulled back, looking him dead in the eye, “About what I said earlier, you sure you’re okay with it?”

His eyes stared straight back into hers, desperate to keep her from looking away. Why did the thought of her turning away hurt him so much? “Absolutely. Go get ‘em.”

Little did he know, that that was all she needed. All she needed to give up. She was so hoping he fight a little harder, that it would be more difficult for him to accept it. She was praying he would change his mind, that he would want her to choose him instead. But Jaehee had told her to move on, and now he had told her that too. There was no way she could justify it anymore.

In the car, Jaehee placed a hand on MC’s arm, concern etched all over her face, “MC? Is everything okay?”

She’d been asked that a lot that day. Maybe she actually wasn’t.

MC smiled sadly at her, blinking away any tears that dared to fall.

“Yeah, I just need to make a call.”

***

Zen sighed as he made himself and Gi their meal, absent-mindedly stirring the pan. He felt odd, almost unwell after his conversation with MC, but he pin point why.

“Is MC getting married?” Gi said sweetly as she continued her colouring at the dining table.

Well where did that come from.

“Um, no, I don’t think so. Unless I really haven't been paying attention.”

“But she will though, won’t she? She’s gonna marry that man from your work.”

Zen laughed, “No, sweetie, they are just going spend some time together. And…hang on, were you pretending to be asleep that whole time?”

Gi ignored the question and continued colouring, “Do they love each other? Like Prince and Princess?”

Zen started plating up the food,“No, not…not at the moment anyway,” he poured himself a glass of water, suddenly slightly bothered by this conversation.

Gi sighed, clearing away her things and setting the table, “That’s a shame. I was hoping you would marry her.”

He choked on the water, looking back at Gi who sat as sweet as a peach at the table. Little terror.

“You, little miss, need to stop watching so many movies. Come on, eat your food, you squirt.”

They ate as Gi prattled on about her day with Jaehee. Zen tried to listen carefully, but his attention wandered as he considered Gi’s previous confession. Why did the thought of Gi wanting Zen to marry MC make him feel so uneasy? Anxious…excited?

Well whatever it was he was feeling, for the sake of Gi and MC, he would have to endure it by himself until it went away. Painfully, hopelessly, quietly…

Equally, identically.

***

Masterlist || Next Chapter

[darkdevasofdestruction]

Fluffy Kittens ~ Jumin Han x Katrina, Elizabeth the 3rd x Delilah

(( This is a birthday gift for my bestie who got me into JoJo and Obey Me, and even fangirled with me over Mystic Messenger, and since Jumin was her fave, more or less because of how cute Elizabeth the 3rd was, while I was all over Saeyoung and Zen...This goes without saying...

Buuuuut, since I wanted to make this extra cute and fluffy, and also make it more intriguing, while also adding Delilah playing and cuddling with Elly...This is gonna be pretty personal for the both of us.

Happy Birthday, Deli, even though you hate it, I’m wishing you all the best, and I’m super happy that we’ve been friends for...5 years? Or so? And even though we don’t talk regularly, I’m always happy to spend time with you IRL and sing silly things, watch Osomatsu-san, do JoJo poses and voice act again <3

As well as that, I’m sure you’ll ace the Graduation exams, because you’re a smart bby, even though you undervalue yourself so much, and you’ll DEFINITELY get yourself into Vet Uni and we will see each other more often <3

Also, thank goodness, you literally look like the MC from MysMes, this makes it so much easier since I didn’t get the time to draw the You x Levi thingy I’ve had in mind for half a year ^^” ))

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Katrina and Delilah, two Veterinary Medicine students, were walking towards the park, as they found it very relaxing to study together, outside, on a nice bench, while also looking at the dogs playing around.

However, today was much different, for they found a phone on the ground, and the chestnut haired girl picked it up, examining it, then turned to the older girl with a confused expression.

“What should we do about it?” she asked, handing her the phone. “This looks rather new, almost brand new. Let’s see what contacts it has, maybe we can call someone and tell them about the missed phone. If not...Let’s just leave it here or something, it’s not really my problem.” she shrugged, rushing to sit on the nearest bench, as she unlocked the phone. “It has no password?!” Delilah sat down next to her, hugging her arm and leaning on her side as she peered into the phone’s screen. “Well, I don’t have either, but I’m not a careless airhead...This looks brand new, it has no contacts...” the red haired girl muttered in confusions, frowning slightly. “Look, there’s this app installed, RFA. Maybe it’s like a Messenger or something?” she proposed, as her friend nodded. “Okay, let’s see...Ah, look, there are some people here. Jumin Han, Zen, Jaehee Kang, Yoosung and 707. I guess it’s worth a shot.” Katrina said, opening the chatroom option, only for the the screen to start looking glitchy, and a man called Unknown to message them instead.  “What’s going on...?” Deli asked with uncertainty, getting creeped out. “I say we throw this away, this is getting sketchy as hell.” Katrina frowned, leaning back on the bench, as the third party was giving them an address to give the phone to. “We shouldn’t. Who knows what could happen.” the red head shook her head. “But the person’s phone...This address is a pretty nice residential area, lots of young people live here. I even have University colleagues living there. What could go wrong?” Delilah convinced her friend, as she could only sigh, nod, and start walking in that direction. “If we live through this mess, I’m getting drunk.” Katrina chuckled, as she input the code and got inside the apartment.

The place was a little dusty, but it seemed pretty cozy, despite being a bit small. Even so, as soon as they stepped in, the glitchy background disappeared, and a long chat conversation that revealed all the chat members mentioned above...Until they realised we were there too.

Everyone was suspicious of us, and rightfully so, I’d say, but we were just as confused as they were.

Katrina: Look, so, uh...We don’t know who this ‘Rika’ person is, and frankly, we don’t care either. We found this phone on the ground and this RFA app was the only one installed. We wanted to call someone so we could return the device to the rightful owner, and my friend didn’t want to go to the police unless necessary. Well, I would’ve left it on the ground...But she’s an angel, anyway. To put it lightly, we’re as confused, if not, more confused than you are. Anyhow, we got messages to return this phone to this address, so there is that.

Somehow, Yoosung and Zen started talking besides the point, while Jumin tried to get them back on track and 707 was trying to hack and find out our identity.

Katrina: If it helps, we can send a selfie to show you that we are real people or something. On the other hand, if I guessed correctly, the pictures next to your names are your actual selfies.

Katrina: Ah, my friend wants to speak as well. I will write in Italics, while she’ll write in bold, to make things easier to differentiate.

Zen: Are you a woman?!

Yoosung: OMG! I guess only the picture will tell!

707: Zen. Be more serious, plz?

707: And wait a sec on the woman thing.

707: Looking it up.

Katrina: Wait no more. Lo’ and behold, the beauty and grace of a Devil and an Angel.

Urging Delilah to get closer, Katrina extended her arm out to take a selfie. She smirked mischievously, as her friend smiled softly, offering a peace sign.

Katrina: Satisfied your curiosities?

Then, they started introducing each other one by one, more or less forced by the other, and it was clear that this party was rather...Unique.

When Yoosung introduced himself, Delilah gasped and took the phone from her friend’s hand.

Katrina: Omg, Yoosung, I know you! You are in the same University as me! You are 2 years younger than me, but I saw you around! My name is Delilah, but I understand if you haven’t seen me, I’m not the most flashy around. Katrina also finished Vet Uni just last year, and she has been working at this super high tech clinic for a few years now!

Katrina: Woaw, Deli, fate sure fools around in mysterious ways. Oh well, Yoosung is still young, but you must be very hard-working and diligent if you got yourself in such a difficult University. I wish you luck for the years to come. 

Yoosung: O M G ! ! ! That’s SO cool! Maybe we can hang around some time! Or eat together at the cafeteria, if our schedules have some common breaks!

Zen: LOLOL Yoosung, you lucky guy.

707: I can confirm, they’re real cuties!

Katrina: Haha, thanks.

Seeing that this conversation eased the others a bit, Seven posted a picture of Jumin with his cat, and...

Katrina: OHMYGOD THAT CAT IS GORGEOUS OMG!!!!!

Jumin Han: Finally, someone who can appreciate beauty around this place.

Katrina: You should see Delilah, she’s gushing and squealing over how adorable Elizabeth is.

Katrina: Well, I have to agree anyway, she is very pretty.

Katrina: CAN I PLEASE PLAY WITH HER ONE DAY?!

Jumin Han: I wouldn’t let a stranger get anywhere close to my precious Elizabeth the 3rd.

Katrina: :C Okay...

Jumin Han: If you prove yourself to be a person of trust, and respect Elizabeth, unlike these guys here, then I may consider it.

Katrina: !!! Thanks, Jumin, you’re the best!

Katrina: Graciously spoken.

Katrina: Anyway, I’d appreciate it if you’d tell us what to do from now on, since we sincerely have no idea what to do. We would like to go back to the park and continue studying, but, uh...You don’t sound like bad people, so we wouldn’t want to inconvenience you either. We can’t remain to this place for too long, obviously.

As soon as Katrina wrote that, they started talking about this ‘V’ person, or the person in control of this RFA organisation, and while at it, Seven hacked into their social medias and said they were cute, while the others seemed shocked they were girls.

Then, V convinced the girls to help them host this charity party, and thinking it wouldn’t be too bad, at least for their CV, they agreed. What was rather sketchy for them was the address reveal...So they decided to stray away from that part, and not talk about it again.

Jumin Han: So, Katrina, Delilah, I will follow V’s decision. Will you join RFA?

Katrina: Sure. We don’t have anything to lose. We just have to respond and convince some guests to attend, and one the day of the party, be free the whole time and attend. You can count on us.

Katrina: It sounds like it would be fun!

It was all nice and dandy, unless they started talking about relationships, which made the red haired girl groan, roll her eyes and throw the phone on the desk, while slumping in the chair and leaning way back.

Katrina: I don’t get why you’re so upset over relationships. It’s no big deal, after all. It’s much better to cuddle cats anyway ^^

Katrina: I second that. Relationships are a drag, and humans are even worse. And selfish. I’m married to my work. Dating life ain’t for me, it seems. *shrug*

Zen: That...Sounds so sad ;;;

Jumin Han: I believe that’s rather sensible.

Zen: Shut up, you’re always fawned over by women!

Jumin Han: Women who only want me for my money.

Katrina: LOLOL, you’re sugar daddy material or what?

Zen: Lolololol Katrina you’re funny.

Yoosung: Jumin is the CEO of one of the wealthiest companies in Korea.

Katrina: Oh, great. Good for you.

707: Lololol this is funny. It’s like we’re talking to a female version of Jumin lololol.

Zen: Oh, God, no.

Katrina: I...Don’t know how I should react. Should I take it as a compliment?

Jumin Han: Yes.

Katrina: Very well then.

Katrina: Oh my God, imagine how happy Elizabeth is! Jumin has so much money to pamper and spoil her! What a happy baby!

707: Lololol yes, Elly is defo a happy cat!

Karina: I wish I could pamper Tsuki like you pamper Elizabeth too, Jumin ;;

Katrina: ...Same with I and Fifi, to be fair.

707: OMG YOU HAVE CATS TOO?!

Katrina: Yes, I do! Her name is Tsuki, she’s a British Shorthair, and she’s soooo cuteeee!!

Katrina:

Katrina: I agree. She’s adorable. And her meows are so high pitched and cute...

Katrina: Omg, Katrina made such a cute cat smile just now-

Katrina: DELILAH!!! >:C

Katrina: Hahaha so cute ^^

Katrina: Ahem. Well, as for my Fifi, she’s a dog. Bichon Havanese. Spoiled little baby. But, uh...I don’t think it matters much, seeing that you seem more interested in cats, which I can understand. Elizabeth and Tsuki are gorgeous.

Zen: I want to see something other than cats, please.

Katrina: Consider it done.

Katrina:

Katrina: She’s more photogenic than I’ll ever be lolol.

Katrina: Mood.

707: Omg I wanna play with both of them, at the same time!!

Jumin Han: Great, new animals for the abuser.

Zen: Fifi is so cute! Just like her owner~. *wink sticker*

Katrina: Haha, thanks, Zen. Likewise.

Yoosung: Zen is allergic to cats, and Jumin keeps talking about Elizabeth, so...It’s a mess.

Katrina: Lolol poor Zen. Better not get close to the clinic I work at, then.

Katrina: Awww, that’s so sad, Zen! Look!

Katrina:

Katrina: LOLOL DELILAH THAT’S EVIL HAHA-

Katrina : Hihi ^^ Everyone loves kitty toe beans!

Zen: I can already feel a sneeze-spree happening again.

Katrina: C’est la vie. Not everyone can enjoy the beauty of the world, unfortunately.

Jumin Han: 

Katrina: LOLOLOL Jumin, you’re so savage!

Jumin Han: Glad I could amuse you, Katrina.

Zen: Why are you all so evil...

Katrina: Yo, I’ve a question. 

Katrina: I know we don’t really know each other, but y’all seem like really nice people, so uhh...

Katrina: Even though you don’t trust us, I would like to go out to a pub with all of you.

Katrina: Maybe after the party, so you won’t be suspicious of us, or something.

Katrina: With so many unique personalities, it’s bound to be quite a successful hangout.

Katrina: That, and we don’t really have too many friends to hang out with lolol.

Katrina: ...That too. *shrug*

Yoosung: That’d be so cool! I’m in!

Zen: Omg, Katrina, so cute! I agree, it should be fun.

707: An opportunity to leave the house! Yes!

Jumin Han: Assistant Kang, make sure you keep that in our schedule.

Jaehee Kang: Very well...I agree it would be interesting, but...

Jaehee Kang: Can we really trust them so easily?

Jumin Han: Only time will tell.

Katrina: Well, it was nice talking/getting to know you all, but we have to go now. I’ve work tomorrow and Delilah has upcoming exams. Tschüss.

Katrina: Talk to you later! 

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A few days after the whole chaos with the new phone, during one chill evening when the girls were watching a movie together, they saw Seven, Yoosung and Jumin chatting, so they decided to see what the talk was all about.

Jumin Han: Elizabeth the 3rd hasn’t been eating anything since she came back from Assistan Kang’s place.

Jumin Han: I have to call her.

Yoosung: Why don’t you call her rather than going online?

707: Since he can take care of things without hearing her voice?

Katrina: Jumin, if I may, perhaps Jaehee fed her too much. If you want, however, I have a few years of experience working in the clinic, I could check on her briefly, if you film her for me, or something.

Katrina: Although I would understand your skepticism if you don’t agree. It may be akin to home privacy invasion, since bits of the home may get captured in the video.

Jumin Han: You are very thorough in thinking of different possibilities.

707: Omg I’m jealous, I want a private video chat session with Elly too!

Jumin Han: Her name is Elizabeth the 3rd.

Jumin Han: Very well, Katrina, I will trust V’s judgement that you are safe. 

Katrina: Thank you for trusting me enough to allow such a thing.

Katrina: And omg, your chat bubble is a cat, that’s so cute! Can Seven do that for us too?!

707: I’ll see what I can do!

Katrina: Sweet, thanks. Jumin, call me when you’re free.

Jumin Han: Very well.

It wasn’t long after the chat that Katrina received a call from Jumin, and they both activated the video option, and from one end, a huge, beautiful, modern bedroom, and on huge bed, Jumin was holding Elizabeth in his lap.

On the other end of the video, a cozy little bedroom was shown, as Delilah was holding the phone, while Katrina was nowhere to be seen, which confused the man.

“Where is Katrina?” he asked, his eyebrow raised. “She went to get the laptop and cable, so we would see the video better. I hope you don’t mind that I’m here, but Katrina thought it would be educational to see her ask about the anamnesis and checking up parts, as I’m going to start volunteering at the clinic at the end of this University year too.” Delilah explained, a smile on her face as she saw the fluffy cat. “It’s fine, I don’t mind. Educating yourself is never bad.” Jumin nodded, as Katrina came in the picture and propped the phone on the laptop, so Jumin would see them, while they were looking at the laptop screen.

“Can you see us well, Jumin? We can see you perfectly.” Katrina asked, almost too professionally, as she fumbled with the laptop video settings. “Yes, it’s well enough.” he nodded simply. “Okay, all good. I will begin the anamnesis, which is asking the pet owner what they saw unusual, if they saw anything. That includes eating habits, dejections, unusual fur shedding, odd behaviours, unusual bad breath, odd eye movements, whining, crying, tail movements, if they seem exhausted or depressed, if their abdomen is flexed and so on.” Katrina explained, leaning closer to the screen to look at the cat. “Nothing unusual, except she hasn’t eaten since she came home from Assistant Kang. I even counted the hairs she shed, and it’s not unusual” Jumin explained, which made the red haired girl widen her eyes. “Damn, you’re the most diligent and attentive pet owner I’ve ever met in my life, including myself. You’re a wonder to work with. Well, the fur seems luscious, the claws look fine, so the keratin levels are good, her eyes are wide and nice, she seems to be following the toy perfectly, she has great reflexes, seems pretty playful, her nose is wet, her ears are up, her abdomen isn’t flexed...That only means one thing. Deli, can you guess?” Katrina looked at her friend with a warm smile. “She...Ate too much? That’s the only thing that I can think of.” she asked shyly, which earned a bright grin from her friend. “That’s exactly it! Jumin, as far as I understood from you, you’re treating Elizabeth with extremely strict measures, which means strict food portions, and only food that specialists deem is the best for her. Jaehee doesn’t have all that, so she gives her, for example, 2 cans of food, instead of 1 and a half, which means her stomach is fuller than usual, so her satiety levels are above the usual levels. Basically, she’s so full she can’t eat until everything is properly digested and she’s had her sport done.” Katrina explained everything thoroughly, as if it was one of Hercule Poirot’s detective novels. “Ohhh, that makes sense! That was pretty exciting!” Delilah clapped her hands excitedly. “I see, so it is as I suspected. Thank you for confirming my theory. Sorry for taking your time with this.” Jumin said, making the girl raise her eyebrows in surprise. “I always have time for friends.” Katrina blurted without realising. “Friends...Huh? I thought people called their peers ‘Friends’ when they realised they can fully trust them.” Jumin asked, almost as if he was interrogating. “...I, uh...I see everyone from the RFA as friends. That’s just that, don’t think too much about it.” Katrina dismissed it quickly. “Very well, I won’t. The party is in 4 days, are you ready for it?” he asked, making both of them widen their eyes in shock. “...I think we are. Just...We need to look for an outfit.” Delilah scratched the back of her neck awkwardly. “We’ve been so busy with work and exams, and the party was announced so suddenly...Well, we were kinda put on the spot. We’ll go look around tomorrow. Hope we find something nice and cheap enough to afford.” Katrina shrugged, looking away from the phone, as if there was something much more interesting she was seeing. “It’s good to be prepared in advance, but I can see why you’d have difficulty with things like this, considering your positions.” he nodded, understandingly. “We appreciate that. Well...Even if we haven’t been around for long, we truly hope we can help make this party great. We are aware that it won’t be as successful or grandiose as the ones with Rika were, but...We will try our best to get close to that.” Katrina spoke again. “Were you trained in diplomatic speech? Because I can sense that. Not many people can do that.” Jumin asked again, as Elizabeth jumped off from his lap, to roll around on the bed. “Awwww, she’s so cute!” Delilah gushed over the adorable creature. “I can’t say I was trained, I just picked it up. Add that to the fact that I have to be polite with everyone, and there you have it. Is this what you call a professional defect?” Kat snorted in mock amusement. “Perhaps it is. Some tend to call me snobby for always being formal.” Jumin said as a matter of fact. “What a coincidence...People hate me for being cold and formal too. Que drôle.”  she smirked, speaking in a softer, almost self-deprecating tone. “That’s how people can be. They must always hate on something. I suppose that’s why Zen hates me.” Jumin spoke in a low voice. “Sorry, Jumin, but not everyone can be a patrician like you. Most of us are plebeians working our way up.” Katrina laughed softly at her stupid joke. “Every vassal can become a Lord.” Jumin pointed out, making the red head snap her head to him, with a challenging smirk. “Said the monarch.” she shot back with ease. “I wouldn’t say I’m a Monarch, that would be the president. I would, however, be a Lord, I believe.” Jumin retorted just as well. “And I would be nothing more than an unfree slave, working her way to buy her freedom.” she spoke with a smug expression. “And what would that imply?” he asked, almost with piqued curiosity. “Building our own clinic. It’s been our dream for a long time. To be in the same University, to work together, to own a clinic together and just...Live our life and be happy. If we achieve that, we will be free.” she explained, a much softer expression on her face. “I see. It’s always refreshing hearing other people speak about their ambitions and dreams of the future. Much better than the usual lies business people throw at you. Thank you for today Katrina, Delilah, I must go for now. Have a nice evening.” Jumin thanked them with a small smile, as he hung up. “...Thanks for today too, Jumin. Take care.” Katrina murmured, despite the call already having ended. “He likes you. At least, more than some others. And you’re kinda alike in some ways, I mean...I think he and you are constantly facepalming whenever you’re talking to idiots, and now both of you finally managed to run into a person with the same kind of maturity and intelligence as the other.” Delilah explained, making her friend become slightly flustered and confused. “You think so? Well, I wouldn’t mind. Jumin seems smart and level-headed enough...But I don’t know. I don’t think...Uh...We’ll see at the party, I guess. It should be fun. If anything happens, you get custody of Elly the 3rd.” Kat chuckled nervously at her friend’s teasing, before winking at her. “Oh, yes!” she cheered in glee.

---

Two days later, however, the girls couldn’t go dress-shopping, as an emergency that nobody could ever even think to expect happened, which made the red haired girl’s whole life collapse on her, crushing her.

As she was ready to go to work for the morning shift, Fifi, her dog, was in a corner, barely moving, looking terrible and there were bits of blood on the ground around her.

Panicking, Katrina ordered the first Uber and rushed to the clinic, as they have amazing equipment, so she could examine her dog, only to find that she has a lymphoma and a tumour on her spleen, which made the girl curse herself for not realising sooner.

She ran to the clinic’s owner, begging her to let her operate on her dog and have someone assist and help her...

Only for her to refuse, unless she gets a tremendous amount of money to compensate, the same amount of money that any customer is forced to pay...

Why couldn’t they just let her do it?!

She was pissed off.

She was desperate.

She went back to the operation room, hugging her dog, and taking out her phone, she took a deep breath and called the only person who could be able to help her.

“Hello? Katrina, what is it, did you need anything?” Jumin asked in the same passive voice as usual. “Jumin, I...I...I need your help. I know, it’s going to sound horrible, and I don’t want you to think that I want to use you or anything, but...But I need some money to perform surgery on Fifi. I begged the clinic’s head to let me do it, that I would pay for it over time...I-I even told her that she could give me no salary for as long as I pay my debt, but she wouldn’t agree. I...I don’t know what to do, Jumin. I have some money that I managed to save, but this...This is more than I could dream of sparing. And if I somehow manage to scrape the money from God knows where, I won’t be able to pay the rent or help Delilah with University pays and...And I...I don’t know what to do...” Katrina slid down one of the cabinets in the surgery room, looking at her dog on the surgery table, that looked back at her, crying. “...I understand this is a difficult situation to be in, but you have to understand that, even though V trusts you, I can’t just throw around so much money to a total stranger that I have never met, especially if it’s the company’s money and it will have to be justified.” Jumin sighed, speaking in a low, almost business-like voice. “JUMIN, I’M BEGGING YOU, I WILL DO ANYTHING FOR THIS! If you want to see me in person, I will give you the clinic’s address, if you want me to pay you back, I’ll resign from the clinic and work for you 24/7 until I pay my debt, I-I-I...I don’t know, I will do anything you want, ANYTHING, just PLEASE, help me out, fast, because she has cancer and a spleen tumour and if I don’t operate today, and start chemotherapy. I don’t know how long she’ll have.” Katrina started crying on the phone, and her dog started whining softly in front of her. “Don’t cry on the phone, it’s hard to understand what you’re saying. Text me the address and I’ll come examine the situation, and only then I will debate whether to give you the money or not, is that fair?” he asked, making the girl grin and clutch her blouse. “Yes, Gods, yes, it’s perfect! More than perfect! Thank you so much, Jumin, I owe you my life forever. I just texted you the address, I will be waiting for you. Please, please, PLEASE come as soon as you can.” she begged him once again. “Don’t thank me yet, I haven’t given you the money yet.” Jumin spoke, a bit unsure of his words. “Doesn’t matter. You’re willing to go out of your way to help, and that’s more than enough. I truly appreciate it, Jumin. I’ll go try to beg the chief again. See you.” she hung up, standing up and kissing Fifi on her head softly. “I’ll save you today, baby. I promise.”

The girl jolted on her feet, going to the head of the clinic to try to beg her again, hoping to persuade her, at least until Jumin arrives, but she wasn’t able to stop the river of tears going down her face.

“Why can’t you just let me do it?! I’m not going to disappear without paying you, but it’s an enormous sum of money, I can’t just come up with it by snapping my fingers, and she’ll die if I don’t start acting soon! Do you really care so little for an animal’s life?!” she tried her best not scream her frustrations away, but the chief had none of it. “This is a business, not a charity party, Katrina! We need money to continue this place, every little coin matters!” the boss tried to defend herself. “But I’ve been your employee for years and I said I’ll give you back all the money! Hell, I told you to stop paying me until I’ve repaid the debt! What more can I do to let me save my dog?!” she cried out, feeling her heart drop, not hearing the door opening. “That’s exactly why! You’re just a mere employee, not THE boss! I AM the boss, I AM the rule here, and I’m telling you that if you still wish to have a place to work at, then shut your mouth and use the little money you have to put down your dog. Just a piece of advice.” the woman in front of her talked so harshly, that it made the girl’s jaw hit the floor in disbelief. “I don’t believe that’s how a proper employer should speak to her employees.” a low, judging voice came from the door of the clinic, revealing the brunet man walking inside, like a guardian angel. “J-Jumin...!” Katrina could only stare at him, wide-eyed from shock and emotions, as her emerald green eyes were swimming in a pool of mixed feelings and frustration. “By how the situation unfolded in front of me, I can see that your emotions were genuine on the phone, Katrina. I’m glad I put money on this card, it’s obvious that your employer is subpar to you in every way possible, and it’s a pity that you have to downgrade your skills to somehow like this...” Jumin shook his head, taking out a blue card, making the girl’s bottom lip quiver and throwing herself at him, hugging him with all the strength she had in her little body. “Thank you so much, Jumin. I owe you everything. I owe you my life. You’re a literal angel, Thank you so much for saving Fifi’s life.” her fingers were clutching the back of his blazer, which made the man get stunned for a few seconds from the unexpected action. “If you’re going to perform surgery right away, I’d like to watch. I want to see what happens with my money.” he cleared his throat, trying to make the girl stop being overly emotional. “If he gets in the operation room with you, I’m not giving you another assistant.” the boss snatched the credit card, snapping her head to the side. “Oh, screw you, you heartless bitch!” Katrina growled, shoving aside the woman in front of her and dragging Jumin tot he operation room. “It’s fine...I can do it. I can do it on my own. It’s not that hard. I can do it.” she muttered to herself, taking a few deep breaths before prepping for the surgery. “You’ve never done it before, have you?” Jumin took off his blazer, rolling up the sleeves of his white shirt and leaning on the wall to get a good look at the whining dog. “...I’ve only ever assisted a few times, but at least I know what has to be done.” she ruffled her hair a bit, before putting it in a high ponytail and putting the dog hooked to anaesthesis. “She’s going to fire you when you’re done here.” Jumin said as a matter of fact as the girl started the surgery. “...I’d have resigned anyway, as soon as I found another place that would hire me. There’s one thing to compromise and stomp on your pride to maintain a job or gain a benefit...But there’s another to go completely against your principles and convictions and let someone humiliate you like that. I’m a human, not a martyr and I have no reason to accept being treated that way. No amount of money or benefits can buy me.” she ranted a bit irritated from the previous encounter, as she focused on removing the tumour. “That’s admirable, if true. Not many people can say that. Trust me, if you work in the same field as me, you’d be more aware of that.” Jumin replied after a few minutes. “If you came here, I think you know I’m speaking the truth, and you just needed confirmation. Rational people are like that. They need proof to back up their reasoning.” she shot back, carefully putting the tumour on a plate and beginning to sew the incision, only for the anaesthesia levels to go down, and the breathing and pulse rates were going down, which freaked out the girl, who dropped the utensils to start fumbling with the tech and getting some medicine to keep up the rates to a normal level. “Should I call for-...” Jumin got up, trying to help, but the girl was much faster. “Yes, you can help. Get here and make sure the numbers here are between parameters. I will finish this up so no more damage will take place.” she dragged the man, instructing him quickly, but well explained, as she worked around the incision, getting rid of the additional bleeding and finally successfully sewing up the wound. “Are you sure you don’t wanna be a doctor or something? You have great reactions and don’t panic under pressure. You were amazing, Jumin.” she took off her mask, throwing away the gloves and slid down the cabinet, looking exhausted after the long procedure. “You explained well what I should do. A great leader makes the followers perform well. You will be great when you open your clinic, and I’m sure Delilah is going to learn a lot from you.” he said, sitting down next to her. “Thank you, Jumin. Your words mean the world for me. Thank you for saving Fifi...I owe you the world...Because she is my world.” Kat rested her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes. “If you want to owe me, how about you become Elizabeth’s private doctor. I’m sure Delilah would be happy to have an excuse to stay around her more often.” Jumin chuckled, as the girl raised her head, cocking an eyebrow up in shock. “I’ve already wasted enough of your money, I couldn’t possibly impose so much on you and have you pay me or something. Besides, I...Uh...I don’t want to end up for you the same as Jaehee. I enjoy your company and our interactions...I wouldn’t want that to change in a more professional way or something, so bad that you can’t listen to my voice or try to avoid or run away from me.” the girl sighed, hanging her head. “You said you don’t want to be an unfree slave anymore and that you’re going to work your way up. If you want to get rid of the title of Vassal, then you could become a Lord’s Lady and-” Jumin started talking, but he was quickly cut off again. “No. If you want me to be your girlfriend, I won’t refuse, but that means that I will never take money from you. It’s either romantic or professional, you choose. But if you’re that confident in my skills as a doctor, then you should know that both I and Delilah are going to treat her anyway, so you won’t really need a private doctor or anything.” she spoke a bit colder than usual, not even realising. “I see. You said you won’t be bought, and you stay true to your words...Maybe a bit too much. It’s rather unusual for me to meet a woman like you, who’s not, as Luciel would call, a...Gold digger. But I’m glad I met you. You are a strong and sensible woman with a gentle heart and a fire passion to do what’s right and save as many lives as humanely possible, and I admire that about you.” he turned his head to her, who could only look in surprise at him. “...Nobody I’ve dated...Or met...Ever said such nice things about me. Katrina, you’re so cold, Katrina, you’re so heartless, Katrina, why do you act like a hedgehog around me, Katrina, why do you never have time for me, Katrina, why do you love those animals more than me. Katrina, Katrina, Katrina, you’re such a goddamn failure as a girlfriend. You say this is unusual for you, but this is equally unusual for me as well.” she scratched the back of her neck awkwardly, looking away. “Then I suppose we can figure this out together, if you want. I believe we have quite a few misconceptions to clear out for each other.” he smiled softly, putting his arm around her, bringing her closer to his side. “Wanna go for a quick coffee or something? There’s this pretty nice cafe close to my home. Nothing extravagant or expensive...Just a small, little vintage cafe with a nice and calming atmosphere.” leaning in, she cuddled to him, having a tranquil smile as well. “Doesn’t sound too bad.” Jumin nodded softly. “Oh, and...I’m paying. No arguing here.” she said firmly, making the man chuckle, agreeing nonethless.

---

A year passed, they had other RFA charity parties, they hung out a lot of times, all of them, together, Delilah became Elizabeth’s private doctor, which obviously meant that her and Tsuki would hang around Jumin’s place for play dates with Elly under ‘professional’ pretextes, much to Katrina’s annoyance, Jumin made sure to gather fund for her dream clinic so both girls could pursue their dreams, and made sure to include animal charities and animal-saving related guests to all the RFA parties, and things overall seemed so much simpler and balanced than ever before.

One beautiful Saturday, Jumin and Kat were cuddled together in bed, both of them doing some light reading, as the door was opened and Delilah’s gentle smile greeted them.

“Hello, Doctor Delilah.” Jumin greeted the girl playfully, as she blushed lightly from happiness. “Hello, Jumin!...Awww, Elly, you’re cuddled with your toy, you’re so cute!!” the girl cooed at the adorable white feline. “I’m really happy that her love for cats got her to pursue her dreams and get to this point where she’s surrounded by cats everywhere she looks.” Kat looked over to her friend with a side smile. 

  “I and Katrina are going to leave next week on a business trip. I think it will be no problem if Elizabeth was to stay over at yours, am I right?” he asked, and seeing as the girl’s eyes started sparkling with glee. “Any time! She’s a wonder to have over, and Tsuki is always happy to play with her!” she replied, hugging the cat, as Elly put her paw on her nose softly, melting the girl’s heart. “Great to hear. And you, Doctor Kat? What are meow going to do with Fifi?” Jumin nudged her with his usual subtle playfulness. “I’d do anything to hear you meow more often, it’s adorable. Maybe purr a bit too...I’ll leave Fifi to Jaehee. She doesn’t shed hair like Elizabeth does, and Jaehee needs some leisure walks too.” the red haired girl teased as she started softly scratched him under the chin. “Meow.” Jumin did a cute cat and small cat smile, burying his face in the crook of her neck, purring softly. “I was right...Meow are adorable.” the girl giggled in amusement, cuddling closer to him, “As are you.”

[roseybulb]

Train Wreck (V x OC)

Hello all! This is a little fic I wrote featuring V and one of my OC’s Hana. The song lyrics and title of this fic are from the song Train Wreck by James Arthur. I strongly believe you could link any of the Mystic Messenger characters to one (or more) of his songs. Hopefully, you enjoy this story!

WARNING: LIGHT SMUT

V wasn’t sure what he was doing. 

He knew he should move one. Find another hiding spot before any Believers found him. If they did find him it would be over. They would kill him or they would force V and Hana to drink the ‘elixir’. 

However, he found himself completely unable to move. 

Because they had let her out. 

And under the moonlight, she looked breathtakingly beautiful. 

So V was crouched, in the bushes, completely frozen. He found he could do nothing but watch her walk around the garden Ray had created. Watch as her delicate fingers brushed against the petals of different types of flowers. Her brown eyes alight with wonder and joy. Both things he could still see despite his worsening vision. Both broke his heart to see because he knew this had been the first time she had left that room since V’s first rescue attempt. 

When he had left her behind. Like a coward.

V didn’t think he would ever stop feeling guilty for leaving her behind. For feeling joy in her seemingly unwavering faith in him. For her care in his safety, when she was in far more danger than he was right now. 

Still, despite that, he was allowing himself one selfish moment where all he did was watch her and bask in her beauty and warmth. V adjusted his position and in doing so a branch broke. 

He froze. 

She froze. 

If she had been a deer, V was certain her ears would have been moving, trying to locate the source of her disturbance. Instead, V watched as her eyes danced around her, scanning her surroundings. For a moment he could have sworn their eyes had locked, but he dismissed it immediately. 

She turned to another bush, its flowers mint in color. “I can’t believe they let me out here all alone,” Hana’s voice broke the silence. 

                                         Laying in the silence

                                        Waiting for the sirens.

V’s eyes widened at her words. Had she seen him after all? And if she did, what did she mean she was alone?

It was like Hana had heard his thoughts. “I told Ray that being kept inside was driving me crazy. I told him I needed some fresh air, I needed to be alone with the flowers.” She smiled softly, “I was surprised when he said yes. He told all the other people here to stay out of the garden for the next hour. All I had to do was promise to spend a little bit of time with him later.” Her smile fell and her eyes shone with guilt. “It was so easy. It was like promising to give a child sweets if they eat their vegetables.”

V’s heart ached to see her hurt like this. To see her look so guilty for wanting some fresh air. He needed to get her out of there. 

“Anyway,” she started, “I’m all alone out here so if anyone is out here watching me I’ll be behind that tree over there.” She didn’t point or even look in the direction of the tree as she spoke. V just watched her slowly make her way to the one she had in mind, her black hair almost floating behind her. 

Hana disappeared behind a large oak tree. V debated on actually going over to meet her. What if she expected him to take her with him now? As much as V might want to, he couldn’t. Not everything was in place just yet. 

Unconsciously, however, V found himself rising and moving to meet Hana. His long legs covering the distance much faster than Hana had. Perhaps it was also his eagerness to hear her sweet voice again. To hear the voice that had offered him so much encouragement and warmed him every time he heard it. Maybe he was also desperate to have her gaze fall on him in a way that wasn’t full of confusion and panic like it had been the first time they had met. 

When he finally reached Hana, her back was to him and one of her hands was resting on the bark of the tree. 

He watched her a moment before clearing his throat, “Hana?”

She jumped and spun around. Hana’s brown eyes met his mint ones and her face broke into a shy smile. “V! I’m so glad you came!” She rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly, “I actually wasn’t sure if I had really seen you or not.” Hana took a step closer to him, “But I would know those eyes anywhere.”

V flushed at the intense way she was looking at him. He moved to take a step closer to her as well. “And I would recognize your voice anywhere.”

                                        I don’t want to lose it

                                        I’m not getting through this

                                        Should I pray?

Seeing her like this in front of him had given V this newfound determination to get Hana out of here. To protect both her and the RFA. No matter what happened to him. 

Hesitantly, Hana reached out with one of her hands to touch his face. She breathed out a sigh of relief. “I still can’t believe you’re real. That all of you are real people.”

V stayed silent as she traced the lines of his face, he shivered when she traced down his neck and over his shoulder. 

Drawing her hand back, Hana’s skin flushed pink. “Oh! I’m sorry! That was kind of rude wasn’t it?”

V attempted to still his rapidly beating heart before offering her a small smile. “It’s alright. I would be doubting it too if I spent four days thinking you were just an AI.”

She shifted nervously, “When you do think you’ll be able to get me out of here?”

V winced, “Soon I hope. I need everything to be in line first.” He lowered his gaze. “I’m terribly sorry you have to go through this. It’s all my fault.” V’s hands tightened into fists. “I promise that I’ll do my best to save you. I’ll do whatever it takes even if it means sacrificing myself.”

“Hey don’t say that. You have to be safe too.” 

When V wouldn’t meet her gaze, she grabbed his hand. She placed it on her chest, V could feel her steadily beating heart under his palm. He looked up at her and was met with determination in her gaze.

“Do you feel that? That’s my heart beating the way it’s supposed to.” She placed her free hand on his chest. “And that’s your heart beating like it’s supposed to. They’re both going to stay like that got it? I won’t let you risk everything for my heartbeat if it means I won’t get to feel yours anymore.”

                                        Find hope in the hopeless

                                        Pull me out of the train wreck

Something lit inside of V at Hana’s words. Something new, and dangerous, and selfish. Maybe it was hope? Or the desire to keep going? Perhaps it was both. Maybe this new feeling was why V gently pulled his hand out from under Hana’s grip and wrapped both his arms around her. 

“Thank you for that,” V murmured. “How do you continue to fill me with so much hope and courage?”

Hana smiled up at him, “Because it’s what you deserve V.”

What he deserved? 

What he deserved was to be punished for all of the lies he has told. For how both Rika and Ray turned out. For hurting everyone. 

Selfishly, though, V ignored all that. He cupped Hana’s cheek with his hand. “Do you think I deserve to be selfish for just a moment?” His thumb brushed her bottom lip. 

He was expecting her to shake off his hand. To tell him that he had misunderstood her. That someone as warm and kind like Hana could never let someone like V touch her, be selfish with her not even for a moment. 

However, instead of doing any of that, Hana wrapped her arms around his neck and brought her face closer to his. “You deserve that and so much more V.”

Then she kissed him. 

And V felt himself fall apart. 

He wished he could say that their first kiss had been soft and gentle. However, he would be lying if he said that. It was desperate and hot, the both of them getting as much of each other as they could before Hana had to leave. 

V felt her moving backward, and desperate not to lose contact, he moved with her. They only stopped when her back was pressed into the tree. He pressed into her as much as he could. She arched against him, their lips parting as they both struggled for air. 

“That was something,” he gasped. “A good-no beautiful something.”

In response, Hana met his lips with hers once more. Its pace had not changed, their kiss was wild and hot like a fire. She gripped his arms as he groaned against her. 

                         Unchain the reactions, I’m not ready to die, not yet

                                        Pull me out the train wreck

V’s hands slipped down her body and pressed into the back of her thighs. Taking the hint, Hana jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist. Her fingers laced through his mint hair and tugged gently. V gasped, allowing her to slip her tongue into his mouth. He ground their hips together, eliciting a moan from Hana. 

“You should probably go,” V said in between kisses. “I don’t want you to get in trouble or for Ray to come looking for you.” Even as he said that V didn’t show any signs of letting go. 

“You’re probably right,” Hana whispered. He could feel her smile against his lips. “I think I just might like you too much for a quickie against a tree. That’s second date material.”

The two broke apart, V smiled down at her softly. “I’m happy that you think I’m second date material.”

Hana hopped off V and he took a step back. She smiled at him, “Something for you to look forward to when we both get out of here.”

Something told V he was going to need a lot longer than that. He would need time to sort himself and maybe even time to heal. That is if he survived all this. However, something else told him that Hana would wait too. 

“Call me when you get back to your room safely,” V said. 

Hana saluted him, “Yes sir!” 

Laughing, V watched her go with one last wave goodbye. He didn’t take his eyes off of her until he saw that she had safely entered the building. 

The irony of saying she was safe in that building was not lost on him. 

“I’m going to save you, Hana and in doing so I will hopefully redeem myself for all of the sins I have committed,” V promised with nothing but the moon and stars as his witnesses. 

Determined, V retreated into the cover of the woods to come up with a plan.

[waitingformessages]

Hi, so this is my first time posting something I have written (please go easy on me, I wrote this when on a plane and I was very sleep-deprived) 

A little background to the story before you read. The MC is female in this story. The MC in this story is from an English speaking country; there are not many references to it, but there is some. (It hints that she doesn’t know much Korean/ she is learning Korean). This is kind of set in a different timeline than the main story - You don’t have to plan the party in 11 days, and you get to meet the RFA before the party (the setting is a coffee shop). The MC is also a University student (also not mentioned a lot). The perspective sometimes jumps around a bit, but I hope it’s not too confusing to follow. 

Anyways I hope you enjoy it. (Any feedback is appreciated - I really enjoyed writing this)

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‘I can’t believe I am going to be late.’ You thought when trying to search the address of the coffee shop onto your phone. Notifications of texts from Seven grab your attention from the map. He was wondering where you were, as he made sure that the coffee shop was a reasonable distance away from Rika’s apartment so that the other members did not know exactly where it was. But he also ensured that it was easy to access from the apartment. It should have been a short trip, but you were now running fifteen minutes late. A groan escapes your lips, ‘This is not a great first impression,’ Yeah, they already a first meeting with you when you were added to the chatroom, but that was also not the best impression. You just really didn’t want to be late. You quickly type a reply to Seven explaining that you were held up at University and trying to find the address. Stressed out, you start jogging the directions your phone was providing you. Your phone kept buzzing, but you ignored it. You didn’t want to be too late.

The RFA members were sitting at a table in the coffee shop discussing their days and general chit chat. Seven glanced up from his phone “Well, guys. It seems that our coordinator is running late.” The responses from the other members were mixed. They were all excited to meet their newest member. However, they had busy nights ahead of them. ZEN had to practice for his latest musical, Jaehee and Jumin had final contracts with another company to finish, and Yoosung had a LOLOL event later tonight, which he can’t miss. “Perhaps, we should reschedule?” announces Jumin, breaking the group from their temporary silence. Seven glances at the window “She is on her way, she just got held up. From tracking her phone, she isn’t too far away. Can’t you guys wait a little longer?” Jaehee provided a sigh “We have a lot to do tonight. I guess tonight was not a good night for (Y/N) either. Did you not ask for her availability, Luciel?” Seven hummed, drumming his fingers on his chin “I might have forgotten…” They were ready to kill him.

You glance at your phone once more. Yep, this was definitely the place. You glanced inside. For late afternoon, the place was mobbed. How were you ever going to find the RFA? You sigh, walking in, searching the room for any indication of your group. You couldn’t see any red hair or hear any distinctive arguments that sounded like ZEN and Jumin. You decided to give up and phone Seven, but first you wanted to order something. It was a miserable day, and you needed a pick me up. You stand in line, waiting for your turn to order, rehearsing your words in your head. You were learning more Korean every day, but your confidence always betrayed you when trying to speak it.

Yoosung started whining that the LOLOL event was going to start soon, and he still had a long journey home. He was practically begging Seven to phone (Y/N) and reschedule. “SEVEN, pleaseeee I can win a limited edition armour at this event. I need to go home!” Seven continued to ignore Yoosung by tracking (Y/N) ’s phone; he was sure you should have been here by now. He wasn’t sure how long he could convince the others to stay. His eyebrows furrowed. You were in the shop! But where? Without drawing too much attention from the other members, he searches the shop looking for you. However, ZEN notices Seven’s change and looks at him puzzled “What are you looking for… Wait is she here?” A quick nod from Seven was all ZEN and Yoosung needed to start pointing out random girls that were in the shop. Jaehee and Jumin started glancing at each suggestion until Jumin sighed “Wouldn’t it be easy if Luciel gave us a description of (Y/N). Then we could find her quicker?” Seven quickly stood from the table “Agent 707, has spotted the target. You guys stay here. I’m off to get her.” Before he skipped away, he turned to Jumin and smiled, “You guys keep guessing, here’s a hint. She looks adorable.” With that he disappeared, the table all started suggesting random girls in the shop as they saw Seven leave their sight.

You sighed in relief as you were able to order your items without a problem. Your Korean hasn’t failed you yet. Although, you felt slightly awkward ordering in Korean when the waitress initially asked you for your order, in English. You were now standing in another queue, waiting for your item to be given to you. You give the surrounding area another glance to try spot any member, anyone that could help find your party. Before looking at your phone, hoping to call Seven to get him to rescue you. Your phone presses the call button, and you begged for him to answer his phone for once. “Defender of Justice, speaking, how can I help you today?” Oh my, he actually answered. You roll your eyes and try not to giggle “Hi Seven, I’m at the place you told me, but I can’t find anyone”. You hear movement from Seven. Yes, he’s coming to find…. “That’s too bad, guess you gotta search the whole place then” He’s tormenting you. You groan down the phone “But that might take forever!” you whine. “Better start quickly” he replies before hanging up. You mutter curse words in English under your breath. Hopefully, the other people around you don’t know what you are saying. Until… “My, My. What a dirty mouth for such a sweet, innocent girl”. Your head jolts up, and you instantly start apologising in every language you know, so embarrassed you have been caught. “Well, I guess I can let it slide….” You were about to turn to face the stranger who caught you. “IF you say ‘707 is the greatest person in the universe’ and bow before me.”

“Has anyone got eyes on Seven?” questions Yoosung, eager to see if he has met up with (Y/N) yet. “Negative” replies ZEN, why were they acting like movie characters, no one knows, but Jaehee loved it. Their thoughts of their busy nights left their minds when they discovered that you were in the shop. They were all anxious to finally see you. They were always jealous that Seven knew what you look like. You are their new member too, and they should all know. “Wait, I have eyes on the target,” says Jumin, joining in with ZEN and Yoosung. Almost all the members whipped their heads to where Jumin was staring. Sure enough, Seven was walking back to the table. But there was no girl with him. As Seven was about to sit down, the members all started questioning where their newest member were. “Oh…. I thought she was following me. Oh well, she’ll find us” Seven sings. ZEN looked like he was ready to kill Seven “Why didn’t you wait for her?” he yelled. “Um..” The group move their gaze from Seven to the new person near their table speaking.

“Hi, is this seat taken?” You ask, voice shaking. You pointed to the chair next to Seven. Oh my god, there were all right in front of you. The people you have been speaking to for the last couple of days. You couldn’t believe it… “I apologise ma’am. But that seat is reserved for another person” You glance at the woman in glasses, who spoke clearly for you to understand. Hey, you were getting better at listening and translating Korean. Your face goes red, you and Seven didn’t really plan this far ahead. Suddenly little whispers reach your ear “Hey, Yoosung, she looks kinda cute right.” Your face enters a deeper shade of red if that was even possible. You glance over to ZEN and Yoosung when you hear Seven announce “Actually, why don’t you just sit. Keep the chair warm for them” he gestures to the chair. As you sat, the rest of the RFA members gave Seven disapproving looks. “Luciel, she can’t stay there. We are waiting for an important guest, and it would seem rude to have someone else in their place.” Jumin says, practically telling you to leave as politely as possible. “Nonsense! (Y/N) is kind, she’ll understand” Seven dismisses Jumin and then turns to you. “So… Tell us about yourself. I’m Luciel, also known as 707, Defender of Justice!” He smiles. What was he doing? Why does he want them to reintroduce themselves to you? ZEN sighs “I’m ZEN, I’m an actor. You might recognise me from musicals “. You look towards ZEN, he is even more good looking in person, if that was even possible. You give a quick smile before switching your attention to the blond boy next to him. “Hi, I’m Yoosung! I’m a University student.” Yoosung smiles before looking towards Jumin and Jaehee hoping someone else would speak to get attention off of him. Jumin and Jaehee look sceptically at each other. You remember that when you entered the chatroom, they didn’t introduce themselves. Instead, Seven did… “ANND that’s Jumin and Jaehee, they don’t always like to introduce themselves. Jumin is a corporate heir who has the cutest cat, Elly and Jaehee is his hardworking assistant” the awkward silence saved by Seven, yet again. You smile at the two, who both still seemed unimpressed that you had taken their guest’s seat. You could feel the group’s stare on you, waiting for you to respond. You take a deep breath.

“Hi, I’m (Y/N), your newest member.”

[bilgesnipebitch]

Valentine’s Day Gift Exchange

Just a tad early, but here’s my Valentine’s Day gift for @missmonoclemari! Hope you like it hon!!!

Title: The Midnight Garden

Author: @bilgesnipebitch​

Word Count: 1275

Pairing: Mari (@missmonoclemari’s oc) x Jihyun 

Warnings: angst if you squint, V Route and Secret Ending spoilers!!

And thank you to @jihyxnkim for hosting this event! (and my two lovely beta readers/editors)

“Don’t you agree, Mari?” The Savior looked at me expectantly. “Oh, yes. I guess you do have a point,” honestly, I wasn’t sure what she was even talking about with all her metaphors about light and dark and sun and demons, but I thought it best to agree anyways. “So, what do you think of the garden at night? It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” “It is, yeah—really peaceful,” I saw her eyes light up at my words in a mix of joy and something almost... sadistic. It sent a chill down my spine. “So you’ll want to stay here, right? We could enjoy walks like this every night, just you and me,” she rested a cold hand on my shoulder, but I didn’t dare protest.

I did have to admit though, the garden was stunning. Sure, the flowers were pretty enough during the day, but the moon’s gentle light bathed the whole area in a sort of ethereal glow—like something straight out of a dream. I looked around to soak in the scenery a short while before finally giving in to that alluring whisper of curiosity in the back of my mind. “Savior... can I ask you something?” Her face dropped somewhat, but she eventually conceded. “What—“ I swallowed the fear creeping up my throat, “what’s your real name?”

And that twisted look in her eye came right back as she stared into my soul. “Hmm, I think you already know the answer to that, Mari,” she laughed. It was true, I had my suspicions that this mysterious woman who called herself “the Savior” was actually Rika—the Rika—the very woman who founded the RFA. But it couldn’t be... V said she committed suicide. He said he saw her jump into the ocean with his own two eyes. Surely, he wouldn’t lie about something as serious as this... And besides, everybody described Rika as so loving and kind; the woman walking beside me just seemed anything but. Still, from the few pictures I’d seen of Rika, I couldn’t deny that this woman did bear a striking resemblance.

“Come on, Mari. Let me show you my favorite place in this entire facility,” the Savior led me by the hand toward a small pavilion, away from the few people who happened to be wandering around the garden as well at such a late hour.

Although I could certainly see the appeal, it still surprised me how common a practice it was in this place to just take a leisurely stroll through a garden in the middle of the night.

“You see? It’s much quieter here,” she delicately plucked a rose from a nearby bush and breathed in its aroma.

I noticed it pricked her thumb as a small rivulet of blood trickled down to her dainty wrist, but it didn’t seem to bother her. “So quiet, you’d almost think we’re alone,” she spoke softly, as if there were someone nearby she didn’t want overhearing. “W-we’re not alone?” The Savior shook her head and gave a twisted grin. “For one, there are dozens of cameras surrounding this place. There are cameras covering nearly every inch of Magenta, after all.” Her voice became even softer as she continued, “And I’ll let you in on a little secret: this place is crawling with guards, all hidden in the shrubbery.” I furrowed my brows. Why would the Savior need so much surveillance in this particular spot of all places? And then it hit me. “You’re using me as bait, aren’t you?” My eyes grew wide with realization. The Savior just chuckled darkly and gently stroked my cheek.

“Hmm, clever girl. I didn’t want to use you like this, believe me, but I had to draw out that annoying fly somehow.”

Just then, as if on cue, a mint-haired figure in dark robes materialized from the shadows. I felt my heart drop straight into my stomach and send that familiar sinking feeling of dread rippling through the rest of my body. “Rika, please! Don’t drag her into this!” So she was Rika after all. “It’s too late, Jihyun. She’ll stay in this place forever. She will know paradise, but you, of course, won’t be nearly as fortunate.”

She gave a chuckle, her voice laced with bloodlust, “No, I have special plans for you.” “V, get out of here! It’s a trap!” I pleaded, my heart pounding itself straight out of my chest. “No, I’m not leaving you, Mari. And I’m not letting Rika harm anybody else,” V lunged forward, grabbing my arm, and pulling me away from the woman. With a defiant glare, he stepped between us, and left a protective hand gently holding on to my wrist. I chewed the inside of my cheek anxiously, but, as much as I tried, I couldn’t think of any way to get us out of this mess. At this point, our best bet would probably be trying to reason with Rika. Then again, from the few moments I’d spent with her, Rika didn’t exactly seem like the reasonable type. “Just leave her out of all this, Rika; she’s innocent. It’s me you want.” Rika stared at V, her expressive eyes now murderous and cold.

“She chose to come here, Jihyun. She chose paradise. She wants to stay here with us.” “No, I don’t, Rika. You tricked me into coming here. I don’t want any part of your ‘paradise,’” I struggled to keep my cool from behind V, hoping deep down that maybe we could still find some sort of peaceful solution to this mess, but it seemed Rika wasn’t having any of it.

In fact, she was livid. She set her jaw and stepped closer and closer to V, who stood steadfast as my shield. “You don’t have to do this, Rika,” he pleaded. “Yes I do. This is what you’ve made of me, Jihyun. I will never be happy until you’re gone.” V sighed reluctantly, gently squeezing the hand that lingered on my arm, perhaps only subconsciously, but it gave me a bad feeling. “Then just take me. You can do whatever awful things you want to me, just let Mari go. She isn’t a part of this.” I reached up to touch V’s shoulder, “No, I can’t let you do that!” “Don’t worry, I’ll be alright,” he said with a sympathetic smile, but we both knew better than to believe that. “Well, it doesn’t matter anyways,” Rika laughed. “You’re both staying here, whether you like it or not.”

At the snap of her fingers, half a dozen guards stepped out of their hiding places. V’s grip on my arm tightened as he began to back away cautiously, but the guards were on us at once. I kicked and flailed and hit, panic beginning to flood my system, but I just couldn’t get out of their vice-like hold. “Mari! Stay strong! I’ll find you!” V yelled, struggling against the guards’ attempts to drag him away. “And don’t drink anyth-“ his voice became muffled as they put a cloth over his mouth and nose. Tears pricked at my eyes as I watched his body go limp, and they dragged him away like a sack of dirt. “You see, Mari? That’s what happens to people who try to ruin our paradise. Don’t we deserve to be happy just as much as anybody else?” Rika reached out to touch my cheek again, but I jerked my head away from her touch. “You’ll never get away with this, Rika. The members of the RFA care about each other; they’re like a family.” I paused a beat and looked up into Rika’s cruel eyes, “and I have faith in them.”

[littlepurinsesu]

Mystic Party

I previously made a post about the invitations, and in this post I’m going to literally go through everything I remember about the party while it’s still fresh in my mind! ;)

A bit of a warning that this will be one heck of a long and detailed post with lots of information and images and links! This post is also going to include a lot more of my personal experiences and feelings rather than the more neutral info dumping, because this event was so major and I’m treating this a bit like a “diary entry” for myself ^___^

I’ve used subheadings to organise everything so that you can skip what you don’t care about or just read the specific part you’re interested in. *If you only want to read about the Rika and Vanderwood Route, it’s in the “SPECIAL GUEST SUJIN RI” section!

But if you’re in for the whole experience, it’s gonna be a LONG ride. So buckle up and let’s go! ;)

ARRIVING

The party was held on 23rd August from 1pm to 4pm, on the 5th floor of a fancy place that’s usually reserved for wedding receptions and other formal occasions, so we were told to dress decently :) No need to go all-out and wear a formal gown or anything (though some people really did!), but you needed to be well-dressed xD Oh, and cosplays weren’t allowed! 

Lining up to enter the banquet hall!

Once you get in, the staff members will verify your identity to make sure you’re the person registered (so strict!). They also ask you to draw a card with a character on it for the “game” and give you a bunch of forms/cards needed for later and an RFA paper bag with your gifts.

Lining up to have your identity verified and to collect all the prizes and information you’ll need. Hello there, V.

Each table has a character emoji, which is also the emoji printed on your seat number card. My card had Zen’s emoji (YASSS), and my seat was in the very front row and right at the edge.

Our table. (My seat is no. 16)

A good thing because I can see things clearly and eavesdrop on the hosts/staff members/cosplayers when they’re waiting to go onstage, but a bad thing because sometimes the official photographers and news journalists try to take pictures or film stuff and block my view >.<” (Yes, there were news journalists from actual TV broadcasting stations because the event was such a big deal! :O)

GAMES

The first 50 minutes were for people to arrive, settle, buy merch, and most importantly, do the little “game” thing they prepared.

Seat card with Zen’s sparkly emoji, form for if you want to buy merch, and the card that lists the rules of the game. (Forgot to take a close-up... >.<)

Basically there are five “official cosplayers” playing the RFA members. They’ll be on the stage, and you go to the character you drew at the beginning for a short “game”. If you pass/win the game, they’ll stamp your card, and you can then go and put your card into the box corresponding to your favourite character (not necessarily the one you played the game with). The boxes will be used for raffles later where they’ll draw out names for prizes or for people to go up onstage for more “intimate” character interactions.

People playing their game with the character they got.

If you win your game, you come and put your stamped card in one of these boxes!

The card I picked out was Jaehee’s. I won’t deny that I was a bit disappointed (I DO LOVE BAEHEE I JUST LOVE THE MEN MORE DON’T KILL ME PLEASE), but after reading the instruction card and going through the game, I’m kind of glad I got her xD All characters have different games (win at paper-scissors-rock against Jumin, correctly answer a random times table question from Seven, draw a card and hope your number is bigger than Zen’s, beat Yoosung at “seaweed paper-scissors-rock”, or correctly answer Jaehee’s question about a random RFA member’s eye colour). 707′s and Jaehee’s are the only ones that weren’t left up to chance and the questions were easy, so you’re pretty much guaranteed to pass. Also, the male characters were pretty... “touchy”? For the fanservice, if you get what I mean? Like they might put their hands on your waist or bend down and talk to you really “intimately” xD

There are a bunch of standees on the right side of the stage. You line up in front of the character you’ll be playing your game with, and when they’re done with a player, you’ll be called up for your turn.

You line up like this for your turn at the mini game (which I didn’t have to do ;D)

To be honest, the “interaction with the cosplayers” thing was the part I cared for the least before coming; these characters are 2D, and no matter how good the cosplayers are, I’d personally prefer to keep them 2D in my mind xD

But then the Jaehee cosplayer personally came down the stage and approached me to ask if I needed assistance! I have no idea why or how she was allowed to leave her post and come to me? Maybe because I looked very confused, since my Chinese isn’t SUPER GOOD and the staff member explained the game rules to me very quickly and concisely ^^;; And when Jaehee saw that my card had her emoji on it, she was like, “Oh, then you’ll be interacting with me!” and explained the rules of the game to me again more slowly. By then I was pretty much like, “Eh, may as well” xD I didn’t go up the “normal” way by lining up on the right in front of the standees, because Baehee was already with me, so she literally took my hand and walked back up on the stage with me from the left side ahahaha I’m special :P The cosplayer was really nice and had a “big sister” feel, so it really was kind of like how I imagined Jaehee to be ^^

This is only a small detail, but I found it quite interesting that the cosplayer didn’t touch me until I explicitly said “Okay” to the game/interaction. I guess maybe there really are people who are uncomfortable with doing lovey-dovey and touchy stuff with strangers (since the characters are just regular people cosplaying). I found it quite nice that they were careful to respect people’s boundaries and only proceeded to touch you in any way when you’ve explicitly said yes :)

The games take place on the stage, but everyone’s doing their own thing, so it’s not like anyone was watching. Anyway, after leading me onto the stage and her position/place, Jaehee asked me who my favourite character was. Obviously Saeran isn’t an option here, so I said 707. Then she goes, “Okay, I’m going to test you! Can you tell me the colour of 707′s eyes?” And I’m like “yellow” (man, is it gold or yellow), and since the 707 cosplayer wasn’t doing their game with someone at the time, Jaehee goes, “707, come here,” points to their eyes (coloured contacts LOL) and says, “Yes, yellow! Okay, you pass!” She then leads me to the side of the stage (we were meant to leave ourselves ajksfh;asj why is Jaehee so niceee) and tells a staff member that I passed so I get my card stamped.

Then you come to this box area, and after you’ve written your in-game name and phone number on the card, you’re asked to put it into the box corresponding to the character of your choice. I knew that putting it in 707′s box would be an unwise decision, since that box would be filled with cards and you’d get a lower chance of winning anything, but Zen, my next-favourite, is almost just as popular in Taiwan xD So I went ahead and shoved my card into the 707 box anyway ahaha :P (A decision I would later regret as I didn’t win a single thing  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)

The adorable emoji boxes! You put your stamped card into the box corresponding to your favourite character.

There were also a lot of small interactions between the cosplayers when they were idly waiting for their next player, and they were super in-character <3 Jumin brushed the huge paw-shaped cardboard sign he was holding against Zen’s hair and Zen literally flinched, patted down his hair, and turned around to glare at him xD Seven pulled at Yoosung’s suspenders and even stuck his head in to annoy and eavesdrop on Jumin when he was trying to have a serious conversation with Jaehee xD These cosplayers really know their characters well haha :D

FOOD

They also served food and drinks :) The highlight was obviously the original HONEY BUDDHA (TECHNICALLY “BUTTER”) CHIPS. I was pretty excited to finally try actual HBCs in real life, and I must say that the taste was... very oily and buttery? xD I mean, they are Honey Butter Chips, so I’m not sure what I was expecting, but the butter taste was a lot stronger than I thought it would be xD It’s nice, but I can’t imagine myself eating more than half a bag at once before I start feeling a bit gross/sick xD Seriously, how does Seven eat so much O___O

Finished my game with Baehee, and now settled with my juice and cake and Honey Buddha Chips.

OFFICIALLY STARTING

Waiting for the hosts to officially start the party!

The two hosts (more like MCs, but we all know that “MC” has a whole different meaning for MM fans, so I’m going to stick with “host” xD) are pretty popular among the Taiwanese MM fandom. They do weekly live streams/videos on the official Facebook page, where they talk about MM, upcoming events, joke around, and do raffles for MM merch. They’ve sort of become the unofficial “faces” of MM in Taiwan, and most of the Taiwanese MM fans (myself included) love them, so it was a real treat to see them in person! For this post, I’m going to call the female host “Cuby” and the male host “Fatty”, since that’s a direct translation of their Chinese nicknames (meaning “cube/square” and “fat”) and they’ve used these translations themselves at some point.

At 2pm, the lobby theme (“Mystic Chat”) finally stops playing and is replaced by Yoosung’s second theme, “Silly Smile Again”. Cuby goes onstage, talks a bit, and officially starts the party.

She then tells everyone that because this party is supposed to be “full of mysteries and surprises”, we should all check under our chairs! The chairs were covered in fancy silky fabric, so we had to dig under that. And SURPRISE! Each seat had a random sticker sheet stuck inside (the ones that come with the emoticon cushions), and it’s yours to keep! Cue intense screaming and fangirling throughout the whole room, to the point where the host had to put her mic down because she couldn’t talk over the screaming and she failed at getting us to calm down xD I got a 707 sticker sheet YASSSSS!!! (I could feel the envious stares of other people on my table hur hur nope not trading with any of you :P) And I just got the Ray stickers with my Ray emoticon cushion a few days ago ;___; Come with me, Saeyoung, I have your brother at home and I will reunite the two of you <3

The 707 stickers hidden under my chair!

After that, the opening video was played to signal the start of the party! I’ve watched that video countless times by now, but seeing it blasted through huge speakers and played on a giant screen gave me all the feels, and it was cute when Cuby cued everyone to sing along haha <3

The feelsssss ;___;

And when you think the next segment is officially starting, the lights dim again, the intro of the OP comes on once more, Cuby goes “Wth is going on?”, the big screen splits and opens, and Fatty enters with much fanfare, singing the Chinese version of the song xD

So much LOL (and yes, I will always snap a picture when Saeran shows up on the screen)

Cue everyone screaming and cheering for him (because this guy is so hilarious and therefore super popular). He even had a rose, which he threw to the girl sitting next to me. Guess I’m too close to the edge for him to bother reaching LOL

SPECIAL GUEST SUJIN RI (RIKA AND VANDERWOOD ROUTE INFO IN THIS SECTION)

They then played an exclusive video that featured all the VAs (minus Saeran, Rika, and Vanderwood), Han (the singer of the theme songs), some Cheritz staff members and Sujin Ri (founder of Cheritz and creator of Mystic Messenger) greeting and thanking Taiwanese fans. They’d teased that there would be a special guest coming to this party from Korea, and it was none other than Sujin Ri herself!!!

Sujin Ri in her adorable cherry dress <3

Sujin Ri is so cute! xD She spoke a bit of English, but most of her longer speeches and answers were in Korean, so she had a translator with her. The event planners had put together a list of questions that they knew everyone would be curious to know, and the hosts read out the questions one by one while Sujin Ri answered them onstage!

Q: “Why did you create this game? How did you come up with the script?” A: It was a long answer, but she basically said that she took a long break after her first two games and was wondering if she should continue. She then decided to make a mobile game, and wanted it to be more “relatable” for players, so came up with the idea of a messaging app! She also said something about how she really likes watching American shows and dramas, so a lot of her inspiration came from those. One of the hosts joked that American movies often have hackers, so maybe that’s why MM has a hacker (or two) :P

Q: Will there be a chance to release a Rika Route? A: She basically said something like (paraphrased), “The Taiwanese version hasn’t released V’s and Unknown’s stories yet, but they have been released in Korea [she didn’t say internationally, for some reason] and lots of Rika’s secrets were revealed. There will be more in the future, so please look forward to it.” The reactions were mixed, just like with the international fandom. Some people were frowning and shaking their heads, but there were definitely some people who cheered and clapped lol. Guess Rika is a controversial character in every country xD (Fatty revealed in the Facebook Live After Party that when he asked her, “Yes? Or no?” she replied, “Maybe!”) But yeah, her answer was vague and her words in no way confirm a Rika Route. But to me, just the fact that the party planners chose and put this question in the script seems to be a pretty clear indication that it’s probably going to happen...? Like, why tease something that isn’t going to be an actual thing? I dunno, maybe it’s just me reading too much into it and trying to be smart, so don’t quote me on an official confirmation for a Rika Route; I’m just relaying what I heard and sharing my own interpretation ^^;;

Q: Will there be a chance for the VAs to come to Taiwan? A: “Yes!” Short and sweet, so I take that as a sign that there might be more official MM events in Taiwan in the future! (My poor wallet...)

Q: Will there be plushie merchandise released in the future? A: Possibly! Again, not a direct confirmation, but just like with the Rika Route question, I take that as a pretty good sign that it might happen since they bothered to mention it! Dunno if it will be released internationally or be another Taiwan-only merch, though... (Either way, my wallet is crying again.)

Q: Please release LINE stickers with sound! A: “Good idea!” (in English!) Taiwanese people use the messaging app LINE a lot, and although there’s been two official MM sticker sets released, a lot of people have been wanting a version that has the characters’ voices (like how it is in the game).

Then they said there was time for ONE question from ONE fan in the audience, and a girl’s arm shot up so quickly that she was picked before I even had a chance to move my hand lmao xD But no worries, because it turns out that her question is exactly what I was going to ask! She takes the mic and speaks the holy words, “Will you consider making a Vanderwood Route?” CUE THE INSANE SCREAMS OF A BANQUET HALL-FULL OF THIRSTY MCS. INCLUDING ME. Seriously, the reaction was IMMEDIATE and the screams were RIDICULOUSLY LOUD. I hope the volume and intensity was enough to convince Sujin Ri that Vanderwood really is that popular and how much we really would love to have his route ;___; And her answer was basically (again, paraphrased), “Vanderwood wasn’t even meant to be an official character, but we ended up adding him into the game. I never expected him to get so popular, and since everyone loves him so much, I will take note of this and discuss with the company the possibility of making a route for him in the future.” NO OTHER WORDS NEEDED. EXCUSE ME WHILE I GO CRY TEARS OF JOY. THERE IS HOPE. And it’s even better because we now know for sure that the creator herself is the one who heard us and said those words ;___;

They then drew out some names for fans to go up and receive a gift and take a group photo with Sujin Ri. Two fans got a set of cards (game CGs) with the VAs’ autographs, and three fans got the official RFA badge set!

COSPLAYERS

So the official cosplayers had left the room after the games and were away during all this. After Sujin Ri left the stage and took her seat at her table, the hosts “officially” welcomed the cosplayers in for the first time!

(They’re just cosplayers and they’re actually all female, but for the purpose of this post, I’m just going to use the pronoun of the character they’re portraying and use the characters’ names as though they really are the character.)

They enter one by one with a rose and give it to a random fan. No chance for me because they entered through the aisle in the middle of the hall and I’m right at the edge at the front xD Jumin gave his rose normally, Jaehee didn’t give hers away (I’ll explain why later), Seven and Yoosung threw theirs to reach fans that were further back (still not far enough for me T_T), and Zen got down on his knee Zen-style and handed it to a lucky fan.

The RFA members (well, cosplayers) are formally introduced for the first time!

Once they’re all onstage, the members introduce themselves one by one (which was when I found out that they were all women as soon as they spoke xD) and answer some quick questions from the hosts. While it wasn’t top-notch acting or anything, the cosplayers were very much in character the whole time. The way they stood, their expressions, their manner of speech, their interactions with each other, everything was just like the character they were supposed to be, so props to them for that!

Jumin was asked why he didn’t bring Elizabeth the 3rd! Just as he was about to start talking, 707 cuts in and says, “Yeah, where’s Elly? Why didn’t you bring my Elly? She’s mine!” xD Jumin basically brushed him off (”She’s not yours!”) and said it’s because there’s a flu going around and he didn’t want her to get sick =^.^= The hosts kept jokingly begging him to please not purchase and merge their company with C&R xDDD Jumin also said that he’d like Zen to model for his cat food commercial, and the look on Zen’s face was priceless LOL xD (Zen said only if either the cat is put in plastic wrap or they just get a fake 3D cat instead xD)

Jaehee was asked why she still had her rose with her, and she said it’s because she wants to give it to Zen!!! It was super cute, and Yoosung and Seven were making love heart gestures behind them when she gave the rose to him xD But then Zen asked if he could give the rose to “one of the ladies down there” LOL WAY TO SHATTER BAEHEE’S HEART ZEN YOU AKSDJFHA;SKJ XDDD

Zen asking to give Jaehee’s rose to a fan. ZEN WHY XD

They chose a Jaehee fan from the crowd (a middle-aged man!!!) and Jaehee and Zen handed the rose to him together, which was really cute :) Jaehee also complained about her boss’ cat’s fur getting everywhere, that she was still using tape to get rid of them before coming in xD The hosts asked her if she realised her boss was standing right beside her, and she asked him for a raise. Jumin said, “For what you said just then, no.” xDDD They also asked her if she recommends any cafes. Jaehee said that while she enjoys Starbucks, the cafe she recommends is “The Who”, which is the one that has the MM collaboration going on right now lololol not-so-subtle advertising ;)

707 teased Fatty and said that he knows everything about him, and started listing his personal info, like his job, his height etc. But when he was about to reveal his weight, Fatty apologised for teasing and questioning “God Seven’s” abilities as a hacker and begged for forgiveness LOL xD

Yoosung was asked about his future plans, like whether or not he was planning to continue working for Jumin’s company. Yoosung said that rather than a career, he’s more interested in being a good husband ;) He wants to find a kind and pretty wife and have three kids, and even revealed the names he wants to give them xD (They’re all to do with stars, since Yoosung’s name means “Shooting Star” ^^) Such a cutie, and very Yoosung-like <3

Zen was last, and they asked him what he thought about Jumin LOL xD He admitted that he used to hate him, but now he thinks he’s actually a pretty nice guy ^^ The hosts then asked the two to “hug and make up” OMG. Cue the fangirl screams xD I feel like they know about the JuZen ship and are fueling it a bit xD Jumin walked towards Zen with his arms out, and Zen reluctantly went in for the hug xD They literally twirled around on the spot, with Zen keeping his hands OFF Jumin’s back despite having his arms around him, and the hug ended when Seven tried to put their heads together and make them kiss LOLLL. Seven and Yoosung were cheering and making love heart gestures (THEY SHIP IT), while Jaehee was filming it on her phone xD

JuZen huggles!!! (featuring shippy YooSeven and fangirl Jaehee)

After that, they basically had all the characters draw cards from those five emoji boxes, and the people chosen would go up onstage and draw a random ball with a number on it. Each number comes with some cheesy/romantic interaction (e.g. a romantic dance, holding hands and gazing into each other’s eyes for 10 seconds, a hug and a pat on the head, being fed Pocky etc.), and the player would then do this with their character while everyone watches in envy. I won’t upload any photos of these moments to respect the privacy of the fans, but I will and have cropped out YooSeven in the background mirroring the romantic moments with each other! It’s like they’re all aware of the fandom’s main ships and are fueling them xD

YooSeven dances and snuggles!!!

One of Seven’s fans picked out “being fed Pocky”, but being God Seven, he immediately said, “I don’t want any of that! *signals a staff member* Could you bring that over for me? The one I brought myself!” What else could he be talking about xD

707 awkwardly struggling to open a Honey Buddha Chip bag onstage xD

They also get to take a polaroid pic with the cosplayer at the end. And since Fatty is known to be really generous and is always “adding more” to raffles and games, he allowed like at least another 10 or so fans to be drawn for a polaroid with a character of their choice :)

And Jaehee herself also asked if she could have a polaroid with Zen! xD

Zen and Jaehee posing for a polaroid, featuring an unamused Jumin.

By the way, Cuby is a HUGE Jumin fangirl and she got a turn with the Jumin, too! xD

"Ju-Jumin... I... I’m willing to raise Elizabeth the 3rd with you—KYAAAAHHH~~~” (That’s exactly what she said ;D)

They then got Sujin Ri to come onstage again and draw more lucky winners who’ll receive the card set with the VAs’ autographs. Fatty also drew a bunch of people to win a Taiwan-exclusive cushion (or the space cushion for 707 because they ran out of his Taiwan cushions). Amazing that there were so many things drawn at random and I didn’t manage to get a single one LOLLL XD

I managed to snap a picture of the cosplayers as they were leaving the stage for a break. They literally walked right by me (because of the convenient position of my seat), and Jumin and Yoosung even waved and posed xD

CHARITY AUCTION

It was later revealed that a part of the money they raised for this party would be donated to an official animal protection association in Taiwan, just like how the RFA parties are for a good cause ^^ They even played a video about the association we were donating to (lots of sad and abandoned puppies ;___;) complete with “I Miss Happy Rika” as background music.

Additionally, they bring on three extra standees for auction, and all the money from the auction would be donated to charity, too! I love MM but I don’t want a standee LOL so I just sat back and watched xD They only had Yoosung, Jumin, and Zen, and I got a picture of the prices they were each sold for (all in NTD):

I’m still shook that the Zen standee was able to sell for NT$9900!!!!! That’s like... *throws it into Google to convert* $322-ish USD!!!!! Insane but also very impressive! :D (Wonder how much a 707 standee could have gone for if they offered one haha)

Sujin Ri was so happy, and said that they would be sending them some kind of official donator’s badge from Korea for contributing to a good cause <3 The host even said that it’s amazing and really beautiful how a simple mobile game can grow to the point where so many people come together and do things to make the world a better place ^^ <333

ENDING

After the auctions, the party came to an end ;___; They played “Like the Sun in the Sky” as the ED and listed all the people who helped to make the party happen. But then they said that “special thanks” go to the fans who attended, and literally typed out ALL of our names in the credits! <3 The hosts picked out random names to read, like “Thank you _____! Thank you _____!” including mine, so I guess that was the only thing I got picked for today LOL XD

Cuby reading out my name!

After that, they have an ending screen with the SNSplus and Cheritz logos, and when you think it’s all over, Fatty enters from the right of the screen (turns out to be a video) and tells us that they’re going to be releasing a big confetti ball to signify the end (one of those giant balls that explode and then confetti falls out).

A wild Fatty appears!

I was expecting a huge ball to explode in the middle of the hall or on the screen, but when the Fatty in the video says “GO!” instead we get “I just got your messages!” again. Turns out he TROLLED US, and instead, they played a self-made, absolutely hilarious and utterly stupid but amazing “music video” of Fatty himself singing the OP XDDD Needless to say, the entire room was a laughing MESS XDDDDD

(Not sure how interested the international fandom would be because Fatty really is more of a Taiwanese MM fandom favourite, but if you are, there will be a link at the end of this post with appropriate timestamps for anyone who would like to witness this... glorious mistake of a video xDDD)

They also ended the event by taking a big group photo together! I managed to get pretty close to the front because my seat was so close to the photo spot already xD

All hosts, cosplayers, important guests, and 150-ish attendees! (Credits to the official Taiwanese Mystic Messenger Facebook Page.)

PHOTO TIME

After that, they said that they would allow a few minuets for people to take pictures with cosplayers, with each other, of the venue, basically anything. But unlike almost everyone who immediately STAMPEDED to line up for the cosplayers (especially 707), I raced to look for Sujin Ri!!! There were quite a few other people going for her, too, and she was taking photos with fans and signing people’s merch and stuff. I was able to speak to her in English, and simply asked, “Can I please take a photo with you?” She was super nice, and so was her translator, who ended up taking all the pictures for everyone who lined up xD Before I left, she told me, “Thank you for playing!” Ahhh she’s so cute <333

Major fangirling!!! (Yes, that is me in the white dress. I have officially revealed my face >_<)

I then went and selfie-d with the two hosts (because why not? :D), and then selfie-d with the standees for a second time. Yes, I am literally more interested in standees than cosplayers... To me, the standees were more “like” the characters? They’re 2D anyway, so I prefer to keep them that way rather than pretending that a person who isn’t them, is xD

And even after I was done with the standees there was still time. On my way back to my seat to clean up my belongings, I literally JUST SO HAPPENED to walk past the place that was the end of 707′s line. At this point, I kinda thought to myself, “I already paid for this party and I’m literally already standing in the queue, so may as well.” xDDD I did end up taking a selfie with the 707 cosplayer! I even decided to just go with it and asked him for a hug, too, and he told me to be careful on my way home :) Two possible responses: “Awww what a nice cosplayer she is ^^” and “OMGGGG I TOOK A SELFIE WITH SEVEN AND HUGGED HIM AND HE TOLD ME TO BE CAREFUL ASD;KFJAHS;KJDA” May as well fully immerse myself in the experience and choose the latter ahahaha :P

After that, you were free to leave or make any final purchases at the merchandise section. The merch didn’t really appeal to me, so I only took pictures.

Cup holders and washi tape! They’re cute, but not really things I need or particularly want. I’m happy with just my Ray emoticon cushion and rubber keychain for now ^^

The RFA members are also standing at the exit and seeing everyone off!

Jumin even helped the fan who bid for his standee to bring it out of the hall. What a gentleman <3

Jumin waved goodbye to me as I was leaving, and 707 waved back when I turned for one last look ^^

GIFTS

I only really opened the paper bag once I got home, and inside were the gifts they promised!

The bag is huge!

You get a random big cookie with an RFA member’s face on it! I got a Jumin, and I would like to ask how anyone thinks I will be okay with eating this ;___;

My Juju cookie <3 You will eventually end up in my tummy ;~;

You also get a poster set that’s limited to this party only (there is no other way to get them)! I thought we would be getting one poster with all the characters, but no, they gave us five posters, one character each, separately :O

This is basically all the stuff I came home with haha <3

Overall, was it worth it? Yes, I think so ^^

The ticket was pretty expensive and the purchasing process was crazy and stressful, but I think it was worth the money and effort spent. The party was a lot more grand and fancy than I expected, and you could tell that they really did put a lot of effort into making it a really extravagant event. I did not come in expecting to meet Sujin Ri, and revealing that a lot of the money would be going to charity also made the party so much more meaningful <3 (I’m sure the RFA would be proud ;D) Of course, the experience would probably have been more unforgettable and rewarding if I had actually gotten drawn for just ONE of the many lucky draws they had LOL but I still had a great time and I’m just thankful that I got to attend such a fun and wonderful event <333

Not sure if they’ll be holding another one of these parties in other cities in Taiwan (or maybe in Hong Kong and Macau), but I’m pretty sure that this isn’t the last of these MM Taiwan events xD I hope my wallet can take it :P

Here is the official compilation video with footage from the party (featuring my embarrassing self being filmed selfie-ing with a 707 standee OH GOD WHY.) The caption on the video post also has a link to a Google Drive where you can look at some clearer photos taken by their staff members!

And here’s the “Mystic After Party” live video hosted by Cuby and Fatty. (Go to 2:20 [as in 2:20 REMAINING of the video, so about 40:35 minutes in] if you’re interested in watching Fatty’s music video xD Please imagine this video coming on with the shook-ness of a troll surprise when you’re expecting a confetti ball to pop out instead >.>) 

If you’re still reading, I APPLAUD YOU :O LET’S BE FRIENDS! No, seriously, thank you for taking interest and reading until the end; I am so sorry that it’s so insanely long ^^;;

All posts on Mystic Messenger events in Taiwan can be found under my #mmtaiwan tag!

Check out my Saeran x MC fic: Waiting for Spring And my Choi Brothers fic: Of Roses and Resets

*All photos belong to me unless otherwise stated. Please do not repost without my permission!

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mc getting hurt pretty badly but survived from protecting jumin from rika who was out for revenge

this is my first request!! thank you @bat-yo-us ! i am going to make this ending happy but i can do a part two where MC dies.

pair: MC/ reader + Jumin

genre: angst, fluff(?)

warning: light gore

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It wasn’t unusual for MC and Jumin to walk around the city together. What was unusual was that they weren’t completely surrounded by guards like Jumin had wanted, it was their fifth anniversary, and MC wanted to be alone with the love of their life. Everything started out normally without the guards, nothing eventful. Perfect. All the guards did was draw attention to the poor couple and this way MC didn’t have to poke their head around to find any windows in the the overly tall wall of guards. Now that they thought about this was their first time really alone with the guards always standing right outside the penthouse and following them whenever they went out. Now that the issue with Saeran escaping Mint Eye was blown over and people had stopped talking about it, almost no reporters had come up to the couple and questioned them, since C&R had played a huge role in both Saeran and Saeyoung’s rescues and the shutting down of Mint Eye. While their time together seemed nice, MC felt kind of off. Like someone or something was watching them. Following them. Hunting them. “Jumin, honey, can we pick up the pace a little?” MC asked, nervousness in their voice. “Darling, are you not having fun” Jumin asked, sadly. MC was now taking glances behind them, distracted, seeing a clear hooded figure. “Tell me anything Darling, what’s wrong?” Jumin’s puppy eyes got the best of you and you told him your concerns in a low voice. Of course Jumin’s right hand went into his pants pocket to grab his phone and call the guard squad on speed dial. MC grabbed Jumin’s arm and pulled him into an alley before he could protest. Of course the hooded figure followed and this time when you looked you could clearly see a lump in their hoodie’s pocket and a few strands of familiar golden hair glimmering in the sunlight. The figure didn’t have to take off the hood for MC to know who it was, but it happened anyway. Rika, stood in front of them but all MC was focused on was the lump in her pocket. A gun. Jumin took MC instinctively under his arm. “WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS” Jumin cried. “Because you took everything from me. My home, my followers, everything” Rika said in a low voice. She raised the gun. No. You couldn’t go back to what your life was without Jumin. He was the one who brought color to your black and white world. Two shots rang out and you pushed Jumin aside, both bullets lodging themselves right above your hip. Your white blouse became red with blood as you fell down to the ground in pain. Jumin whispered something to you but you couldn’t hear. Your ears were ringing. Remember the guards Jumin called? They are right behind Rika, guns also raised. They kick the gun out of Rika’s hand and slam her against the wall, not caring that her head hit pretty hard. The blood started dripping from your shirt. The guards took notice to this and dropped Rika, now unconscious, to the ground. They rushed to you and applied pressure to your wound as Jumin called the police and ambulance. Once the cops and medical staff showed up, Rika, now concious and srtuggling was jammed into a police car practically by her hair. Meanwhile you were being loaded into the ambulance with Jumin by your side. You couldn’t help but chuckle through the pain as Rika kept fighting and swearing, although she was already locked in the back of the cop car. You were rushed to the hospital and provided proper care. The bullets hadn’t made their way to any organs, only shattering a bone or hitting a muscle. You went into surgery to get the bullets removed and you were in stable condition. Jumin was beside your bed and kissed your forehead, tears falling onto your face. “Jumin, I’m ok! Really” but he refused to leave your side. He kissed you just as the RFA walked in just in time to get the memory of Jumin’s tongue in your mouth seared into their minds.

Soon, you were discharged but still had to use a wheelchair temporarily. MC DONT POP ANYMORE WHEELIES YOU WILL HURT YOURSELF!!!! The recovery was rough but you had your best friends and boyfriend by your side every step of the way.

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Kait’s Emotional Crisis and Analysis on Saeran’s After Ending

That’s right. it’s here folks! You’re here because we’ve managed to survive the waiting period that has been two-years in the making. Are we all happy that we have made it this far and survived the wait? Yes, yes, we are. You wouldn’t still be listening to me babble about how much I love Saeran Choi if you weren’t. We all know what we’re here for, so let’s get down to business. 

THIS IS A VERY LONG POST. I’m not even joking this time. It’s a very long post. 

Spoilers for Ray Route and Another Story!

I’ve been having to control the flappy hands when I see this photo so forgive me if my thoughts are all over the place as I talk about everything that has been on my mind. I literally had to pinch myself when I woke up to a flood of messages on the matter. 

It’s him. It’s my boy. It’s my boy.  It’s my boy! Mom, holy fuck! It’s my boy and he looks great. I’ve had a lot on my mind since I first saw the title screen so let’s get down to what I have to say about that. First of all, I’m in love with MC’s outfit. I’d wear that, that’s the fucking mood tonight. I’ve been frothing at the bit to be able to draw my MC wearing this outfit and I didn’t even wanna start doing something like that until they gave the official release to us. 

What can I say? I’m a sucker for really frilly tops. Those pink jeans are a really nice shade of pink too. It’s not hot pink, it’s a nice bubblegum which is a good contrast to Saeran’s hair, haha! I just like seeing all the pinks around this boy and his MC, of course, has to be cloaked in those colors as well. It just makes me really happy. I love some of the other outfits that MC gets to wear in the game but oh, God, oh, Fuck. This has to be my favorite outfit that we’ve been able to wear thus far. 

The little necktie? Perfect. Those sleeves? Iconic. The hand-holding? PURE AS FUCK. THE VIBES? CHECKED. 

Now that I’ve covered my bases with MC, let’s go onto the Choi brothers and talk about them. I actually like that they’ve been drawing Saeran in more brown and pink outfits. It just feels very right for him. 

It goes to show that his mental state is much better than it was in recent years, like, from Ray to Suit Saeran and to Unknown, we all know that they would dress in black and darker themes if they were given the chance. Ray’s outfit was given to him by Rika to wear, and Suit Saeran was the one that picked his suit out to wear. Unknown walked out of the clearance bin at Hot Topic and added those cowboy boots to enrage me. But, I digress. I’ll fight Unknown at a later date about that. 

The natural and earthy tones that they’re going for here with him are very nice to see. He seems like he’s a lot comfier with himself here. He’s got a cozy little old sweater on and his posture is better than I’ve seen it in many photos. If his style is just cozy sweaters, then, well, I can vibe with that. I can see him working in the garden wearing that and I think that’s the point that they’re making with this style of his. 

The loose collar is also nice. I’m used to seeing his clothes buttoned up and out of the way, making sure that he isn’t showing his body. So, seeing him play with his style and wearing something much looser against his body is a good thing as well. I think I saw someone call him a comfy grandpa in one of the posts that I’ve seen floating around. I chuckle at that mention. 

Saeran doesn’t care that much about fashion, to be honest with you. He would, of course, choose something that’s minimalist and comfortable. These browns work with him very much so. I’m happy to see it! It’s in line with the style that I’ve had in mind for him after the Ending! 

Can you see the way that he’s gazing at the player, though? Can we talk about the way that he’s looking at us?

The longing in that gaze... the way that it looks like he’s been getting some good sleep for once in his life because the discoloration of purple is gone! The way he has that tiny smile that only we know is a smile because he only shares that side of himself with us? His MC? God, I’m in love with you, you fucking bastard man why is your smile making me cry so much?

I could talk about his smile for hours. His expression. The longing. The way that I love you cannot be contained in words, Saeran. It’s far too strong. Just know I’m the person that can feel what’s going on his body from looking at him. He looks to be in a good place. 

Anyways, onto Saeyoung. 

Oh, my darling, Saeyoung. I’m used to seeing you in green palettes. It’s just a tried and true theory with your red hair and you lean heavily into being a walking Christmas palette. It’s rare to see you without your glasses, and I’m sure that a lot of people are swooning over you for that. You know you’re handsome and you will use that against those MCs that love you. I don’t have a lot to say about his outfit but I do think it’s really fitting for him. 

It seems like a muted pull-over and some worn jeans, which seems in line with everything that I would style him in. He knows plenty about style himself and he knows how to make my head spin. 

What is this somber look in his eyes? There’s a smile on his lips but there is this feeling to me that it doesn’t meet his eyes. Is he happy that we’re with Saeran or is he weighed by the fact that he wasn’t the one to save Saeran? Does he know what happens with Rika? Does he feel angry over that? What are we going to tell the RFA and him about this? I know that he would be happy that we saved his brother...

But the guilt in his heart is nothing to scoff off. He always blames himself for what happened to Saeran even though Rika is the one that broke his trust for good and forever. I feel like there’s something bittersweet in his eyes. Does he think that Saeran and the player are going to live happily while he’s not there? 

I always intended to imagine Saeyoung living with Saeran and the player, because they can’t be separated again. 

But does he feel like a weight and a third wheel? I don’t know. I’m scared to think about how he may feel like Saeran is happy now without him and he’ll try to pull away instead of adding anymore trauma onto Saeran’s life. I know that it’s not going to easy for recovery for either of them, but I want to have faith and care for the two of them. 

Saeyoung, you better not self-deprecate. I’ll smooch your forehead too. I just really don’t know how I feel about that look in his eyes. It’s just matching the smile in my opinion. 

I’m still screaming. I’ve been a pit of screaming for nearly three hours now and I know that I’ve still got plenty more to say today on the matter. But, I know why you’re here for real, you want me to analyze what I see in this picture and what I think will be in the AE from what we’re shown. I’ve had a few days to think it over and I’ve got my ideas. 

Where are you Saeyoung? This title screen is not confirmation that Saeyoung is alive. For all we know, this photo could be more inspiration for the theme and the emotion that takes place in the After Ending. 

I have to remind people that when we first played Saeyoung’s AE, it was a rouse and we were treated to a happy dream sequence that sought to talk about Saeran living with us and Saeyoung as he made a toy store. There’s a possibility that in the midst of the search for Saeyoung, we’re confronted with dreams and nightmares on Saeran’s end in regards to his brother. 

It’s my biggest fear that Saeyoung isn’t alive. We don’t know if the Prime Minister took him or if an enemy took him, or if it was the agency, or a combination of all three of these options. I don’t know how I feel about it. I’ve considered that we won’t have the answer until the After Ending itself comes out but I’m interested to know what the answer is. 

If it was Saejoong, well, I fear for Saeyoung’s health if we do find him alive. His emotional state... God, that was always his biggest fear. His and Saeran’s biggest fear that their mother always whispered. She was a monster to the two of them with her abuse but the unknown of what their father would do to them had to be even more frightening. Their mother always said that Saejoong would kill them if he caught them. 

But, he could have honestly done a lot of horrible and twisted things. They could have become political pawns and a sob story that Saejoong could have sold if he wanted quite easily, and their mother could have been killed to silence that story. There was a lot of worse case scenarios. Saeyoung knows and has thought of all of them. 

So the idea that he’s living his worst nightmare? 

The fact that Saejoong could have killed Saeran without him being able to protect him?

The fact that he’d not be able to talk to V? 

He sent a frenzied message to the chatroom for us to contact V for him. This only implies that he was trying to warn V to protect Saeran at the last minute, so it feels like it could only be Saejoong that took him. He panicked hard. He had to make sure that Saeran was protected even if he died. I think that was what he did with his message in the chatroom. 

But, we all know how it turned out. 

I felt like that sacrifice of panic on his part was.... it still hurts me to think about all of it. 

My worst case scenario is a dream sequence and Saeyoung not... not being alive anymore. I don’t know what that would do to Saeran. He wants to make things right with his brother, he really does. The gaslighting and manipulation done by Rika is going to take some time for them to work past, and I know that he can make progress in therapy and as he challenge his intrusive thoughts as we stand by his side. He can see it through. 

He is hopeful for his brother. 

However, it’s going to be tested when he actually faces his brother in the game and that’s the real test. Therapy is one thing. Facing your fears is even harder than talking about them. Saeran is going to... be overwhelmed with everything and he may need to step away when push comes to shove. 

I want Saeyoung to see us together holding hands and let him have that moment realization that even though Saeran went through a lot of harm while they were separated, he wasn’t alone through all of it. He never wanted Saeran to be alone in any way. If Saeran has to step away, then well, that would leave us with his brother in the process.

I can’t say how much I’d choke up if he thanked us for loving his brother. The guilt in his eyes as he cries and we reassure him. I think that’s one thing that I want the most with Saeyoung. I want him to know freedom from his chains and I want to help him too. There’s a lot that I want out of that and there’s so much of this potential that we can talk about in the AE.

There’s a lot with Saeyoung that I want to think about but so much of it makes me wanna cry. 

I also fear for V and I’ve discussed many of my fears on that matter. I’ll repost my thoughts right here.

Now, in regards to what I sincerely don’t want is a repeat of what went down with V’s After Ending.

I’ve shared my feelings on that matter before and I understand that Cheritz was going for that moral high-road that many people take where they say that it’s better to forgive on your path to healing, and while that can be good for some people, it can leave a sour taste in the mouth of people who don’t pick to forgive the people that hurt them.

I don’t choose to forgive the people that hurt me in many cases. That doesn’t make me a bad person. The problem with the Forgive/Judgement ending is that it can make you feel ashamed for not forgiving someone who quite literally, took funds from the RFA’s first two parties (that’s the only way she could’ve gotten the money to fund Mint Eye, even coercion and manipulation of people on the level that Rika does wouldn’t give her that much ability), manipulated and gas-lit Ray and Saeran for years, deceived and drugged countless people, so on and so forth.

I hate that she’s never punished for her actions. She needs to be rightfully punished for what she did. I want her to get therapy, and I want her to learn that she was wrong for what she did to everyone. I want her to be able to get better for her own health, and I don’t think she should ever be contact with anyone in the RFA ever again. But, that’s up to the RFA if they choose to speak with her or interact with her, not mine. I don’t want her to die, I want her to learn what she did was wrong.

It’s not Mika (Rika Behind Story Spoilers) who went through the cult. Rika had every chance to stop while she was ahead but she kept doing it. I would not forgive Rika, and I would never want to be around her ever again if I were in the position of the RFA when the truth is made known.  

The only action that Rika ever took that could be looked at with the filter of self-defense was when she panicked when the boy’s mother tried to get close to her and harm her in a drunken rage. She acted to protect herself in that situation, but that’s the only thing that she’s ever done that someone could look at and say, she was protecting herself. She felt threatened. She panicked, she blacked out and protected herself from harm.

Don’t get me started on V. I love V, he’s not perfect, he fucked up a lot and he shouldn’t have gone back to Rika. It feels like he saw us love, forgive, and stand by Saeran and thought that he could be able to do the same for Rika, but that is not what will help him or Rika. They don’t need to be together again. They need to be fair away. Rika and V literally burned down the boy’s childhood home and V was wearing his sunglasses, so I can only presume that Rika harmed his eyes after he went to her.

Saeran himself says that he wants to tell everyone about Rika and V, but he needs to be able to discuss it with V. Even Saeran understands that V is a victim to some degree and he wants to help him. 

That was a big fucking comment on his part and I was proud of him for that. 

But, V left for Rika and we don’t know if we’ll ever see him again. So, I really don’t know how that’s going to be handled in the slightest, Anon.

I don’t want Rika and V together, like, ever again.

I want Rika to be punished for her actions and caught. I want V to get away from her and start to learn to love himself again and grow. I believe in him but he’s in need of someone to cheer him on when that abusive relationship ends. I really don’t want a repeat of V’s After Ending.

Don’t make me forgive Rika. 

Don’t make Saeran forgive her, either. 

That’s my worst case scenario fear. I want Saeran to be able to grow and get healthier, for sure, but his final confrontation with Rika should be the last time that he ever thinks about her. He made his mind up and he made it clear that she was wrong and he would never be tricked by her again.

I want him to stand his ground on that. I’ll stand by him no matter what he chooses to do, though. So, I want this to be about Saeran and Saeyoung coming together again, and helping V get out of that relationship with Rika, as well as Rika facing punishment for her actions. 

But, that might be asking a bit too much, haha.

Ideally, I want Saeran and the player to be able to reach out to V and help him get away from Rika as she’s taken down as well. We don’t know if she left Mint Eye for sure, we don’t know if she and V ran away. Who is running the Cult? Is the cult put to a stop or did Rika put somebody else in charge? It’s hard to say on that front and I’m still not sure how that’s going to end up. 

V can open up and work out everything that’s going to fall out here as it did in the events of V Route with Rika. He’ll need to work out everything with Jumin and the others, but I have hope for him to be able to face what went wrong and not only get the help he needs, but get the support of his support circle behind his back as everyone rallies behind him. 

I would love he and Saeran to be able to work out everything, Saeyoung as well, because even Saeran is willing to work with Jihyun. Rika to get some therapy, get punished for her actions and that to be dealt with is great. It never happens so. That would be a nice change.

Saeran knows that V is a victim in all of this too. So, it remains to be seen how this is going to be handled. I can only pray that Jihyun is able to be rescued as we rescue Saeyoung (hopefully, fingers crossed.) I’m still so proud of Saeran for doing that. 

God. 

I’ve talked about Choice and Saeran before in regards to the Secret Ending and his Good ending and... well, I’ll direct you to that post. To read about how important it was for Saeran to be able to choose what  he wanted to do with his life instead of having options forced on him. 

Can we discuss this photo as well from the Special Believer Box that I’m nearly about to buy at this point with whatever comes out with AE cause I need it?? I’m gonna go fucking broke. For you. Saeran. For you. I was saving my money for Christmas and now I’ve got a reason to live. 

I still don’t know if this is the implication of what will happen in the AE or if it’s something that will just exist as a standalone image. I still don’t know why Saeran would be dresses as his brother for some reason, unless there’s a twin switch-a-roo plot somewhere in all of this? I mean, bold choice, but I don’t know. I just think I needed to say again how cute that I think Saeran is in Saeyoung’s outfit. He’s so tiny and slender in comparison to his brother. 

I’m gonna fucking smooch his forehead. I don’t know, I want the CG title screen and this photo here to imply that the Choi boys will be alive and happy together once all is said and done. I can’t say that I know where we’re heading but there is bound to be an adventure to hunt down Saeyoung, but I’m not sure where it will take us. 

A wild-goose chase alongside whatever mystery is left. I can’t wait. 

My ideal ending is one where we get to live in a little house by the sea with a garden with Saeran and Saeyoung where we can visit and chat with the RFA whenever we want. But, we’ll have to see what happens. If you want to read more about some of the things that I think he wants to do with his MC now that he’s free check out this post. 

Anyways. 

Kait’s gotta go cry now.