#anywyas. hi. i did this a While ago

[lyvenex]

New Veexes just dropped

[masked-and-doomed]

I should have written it here why did I write it in tags ofc I was gonna yap to high heaven.

Reblogging it so I can SS and continue my yapping-

This scene from -STRIVE-'s story's epilogue has always been so nice to me

It perfectly encapsulates both Faust and Chronus with just one sentence and feels unique to the other epilogue scenes. It feels like it was written JUST for these two.

Faust was forgiven for his sins as a serial killer (likely Doctor Baldhead. I mean, the rare fish with his bag on it is literally called "Dr. Octohead", it can't get much more obvious) and brought peace to the world with his healing. The best example of this I can think of is Leo going from calling him "the unlicensed doctor" in Faust's arcade mode, to discussing strategy in the same room as him.

As for Chronus, while he hasn't had time to do too much just yet, the seeds are already planted for his redemption. The first step was Faust choosing not to kill Chronus when they met at the end of Xrd SIGN's story. On it's own, this didn't mean much, since all Faust wanted from Chronus was answers about the Japanese colony, however, by the time we reach Faust's Revelator arcade mode, things have changed. They aren't exactly "friends", but it's clear that they're now working toward the same goal: figure out what's going on in the Japanese colony. By the end of it, however, not only si Faust actively protecting Chronus from Leo, Chronus even sits down and has tea while Faust calls Haehyun!

Also, side note, but, I find it really funny that Chronus just slides across the screen when they run away from Leo, I have no idea why they didn't just speed up his walking animation.

Back to the main topic, in my opinion, it's this tiny bit of forgiveness that pushes Chronus to do more than he has to. Sure, he could just sit in the Japanese colony all day, but he doesn't, he goes out on his own to save Asuka from Absolute Defense: Felion (btw, I am 100% certain that Chronus invented that technique and no one can convince me otherwise). This action, of course, helps bring peace to the world of GG, as Asuka was VITAL to stopping the revival of Justice in Revelator.

TL;DR: Chronus for -STRIVE-, Chronus cool, line from -STRIVE- epilogue cool

[wickjump]

Also food for thought about Cross and dadmare (cause me and Pigeonstab talked about this a while ago and it’s reminded me) what about when Cross messes up or does something wrong and is confused when Nightmare just kinda tells him to knock it off instead of degrading or hurting him? Or if one of the others messes up and Cross instinctively goes to protect them like he used to do for Papyrus (which confuses the hell out of whoever he’s protecting and Nightmare)

if you ever want to raid my dms with thoughts about cross (or any of the bad sanses) i would be so happy because this is going to make me have a stroke /pos ANYWYA warning for self indulgence

whenevr killer breaks somrthing and nm asks who did it cross instantly takes the blame (everyone in the room knows cross is too careful for that) because he doesn’t want killer to get hurt, and maybe he thinks he’s too newbie to blame killer. gotta prove his worth, yk?

but nightmare doesn’t do anything about it? he scolds killer (because cross’ attempt at taking the blame failed) briefly but eventually just.. does nothing. he is rich because he steals from universes on the near daily who cares about a vase. and it confuses and terrifies cross. but then he rationalizes— his dad never punished him when others were around. surely nightmare is just waiting to catch killer alone. so cross spends the rest of the day glued to killer’s side and eyeing nightmare warily.

the first time he ever ‘disobeys’ nightmare in some lighthearted way with the others he freezes and starts to shake when nightmare ‘catches them’ (he doesn’t care lmfao they’re all grown ass men they can do what they want) because he’s convinced he’ll be beaten or maybe left without food or even yelled at, and he doesn’t want any of that to happen, but he disobeyed nightmare, so he’d deserve it- and nightmare just leaves. tells them not to make too much noise because it woke him up and he leaves.

it freaks the fuck out of cross. he is convinced that the other shoe is going to drop any moment now and it leaves him entirely on edge for months. and everyone’s aware and have varying levels of concern (they’ve dealt with similar things too, but cross’ seems more ingrained. killer is the one who gets it the most, given how things were somewhat similar with chara for a while). also it would probably mess up horror if cross like. assumed he wouldn’t be allowed to eat for the next few days because he messed up somehow. because not only does it implies food was withheld from him in the past (im projecting) but that he believes they’d do that to him and just accepts that.

ive got so many more thoughts ab him but this is getting rambly ill shut up now CAN YOU TWLL HES MYFAVORITE……

[mantegato]

omg i dont think i've talked about paul here yet look at this loser i impulsed from the pound a while ago

(i wanna paint him grey, the checkered is temporary. altho i do like it)

anyway i impulsed bc haha silly name chomby, wasn't even gonna keep, but then i got an idea for him and now i love him here's my shitty phone sketch of him + a version i did on the computer but it's missing some of the stuff from the phone sketch that i liked so i have to mess with it

anyway his whole thing is that he's the most boring dude on the planet and works in an office. literally this man is soooo boring and he has like... maybe a few coworker friends but he doesnt even talk to them outside of work rly. he has a cactus. he plays minesweeper. but one day he dies in an elevator accident! jk actually he survives. u'd think he would like go 'oh my god i almost died i have to really start living now' but instead he goes right back to his comfortable boring life and doesnt change at all

but he wasn't SUPPOSED to live, he was supposed to die. so now the universe is like 'ah shit' and keeps throwing MORE neardeath experiences at him to try to kill him, but he keeps narrowly avoiding death by complete accident. like he isn't even trying to not get killed but he's somehow fine. at some point he probably notices that suddenly his life is a lot more dangerous than it was before and he has NO idea why meanwhile the grim reaper in charge of harvesting his soul is pisssseddddd bc this dude wont DIE and it's RUINING HIS PERFECT RECORDDDD

anywya thats paul o7

[haus-mom]

I KNOW THIS IS ABOUT MAINLINE BUT I AM STILL SHOCKED ABOUT JINPEI FUCKING JIBA'S BACKSTORY

ok so picture this: ash's pikachu dies. straight up dies (trying to save ash), but the last word he heard from ash was "pathetic", and pikachu turned into a ghost thinking ash always felt that way about him, so he promised himself to train until he became strong enough to defeat a truck with only his paws (he was ran over by a truck)

then, in his ghost form, he meets this other kid, and he helps him reunite with ash, even though ash can't see him

ok, now that we got the basics, their actual names. ash is amy (or emi if you're going for the og japanese) and pikachu is jibanyan.

anywyas, turns out amy was calling herself pathetic for not being able to protect jibanyan (amy's death was also scheduled for that day but that's a whole another thing. also her home life sucked and jibanyan was the only good thing she had)

ANYWAYS AMY GROWS UP, GETS MARRIED AND HAS A CHILD and i haven't watched shadowside but i'm gonna assume edgy buff jibanyan looks over amy's daughter. how cute.

(and despite wearing the dead mom haircut, she survives)

WELL, SOMEHOW, DESPITE ALREADY BEING A GHOST, JIBANYAN FUCKING DIES. AGAIN and he gets reincarnated into a catboy named jinpei jiba

the whole show, the catboy is off the shits. he constantly looks like there's no thought behind those eyes. and he raps because he feels like it. he gained a guy's respect by punching him in the balls and when he told jinpei his backstory (he was the leader of a gang to get money for his sick mom or something i watched the movie like 3 years ago), jinpei was tearing up and being like "awwwww we are besties now even though you tried to kill me. i'm gonna help you get more money!!!" and when questioned if he could even help monetarily he was like "i honestly don't know but i'll Just Handle It!!!!"

overall a pretty chill, outgoing dude

he also manages to charm The Actual Reincarnation Of God, Actually by lacking braincells.

EDIT: turns out she's not the actual reincarnation of god, she's like. a vessel or something. but her dad IS god senior, so.

this is everyday for him

UNTIL.

UNTIL WE FIND OUT WHO HIS MOTHER IS.

YOU KNOW WHO HIS MOTHER IS?

AMY'S

DAUGHTER.

"oh, that's very cute!" you'll probably think. "it went full circle!"

and it did

because amy's daughter died

in a traffic accident, trying to save someone else

while pregnant with jinpei

and her last moments were spent giving birth, or her baby would die with her.

why is this franchise like this.

and now you might be wondering. do they do anything with this? do we ever see amy, or at least get a confirmation that she's still alive by the time yokai gakuen begins?

no <3

not to talk about yo-kai watch on main but this series is so fucking unhinged. like. here's a compilation of weird shit in yo-kai watch:

• there's one yo-kai who was literally just a dude when he was alive but he got crushed by some wood planks at the same time a dog did so now he's a man-faced dog yo-kai. he gets arrested like five times basically just because of this.

• jibanyan canonically becomes a robot in the future and has gay robot sex. the dub made it even more sensual attempting to censor it.

• there's some segments later on in the anime that literally revolve around komasan and komajiro basically just scolding yo-kai for various things parents complained about. the yo-kai usually do said thing again in the segment. also this all happens in a taxi.

• there's a maid café in one of the games. no i don't know how they got that into an e-rated game.

• there's seemingly some organization who decides when people die and causes their deaths. this is basically a complete non-sequitur in one episode of the anime and is then never brought up again.

• jibanyan's living form when he was a normal cat is a yo-kai separate from him. this is never acknowledged but is seemingly canon.

• there's one yo-kai who was canonically a human before he died and as a yo-kai he's a chicken nugget. i have no idea why.

• one of the main yo-kai in the series is seemingly canonically bisexual for a character who's based on an actual historical japanese shogun.

• the english version of the games translates a language barrier as yo-kai watch america just having a very strong accent.

• every cat yo-kai loves chocolate bars. no the obvious issue with this fact is not addressed.

• in the past there was a literal war started over doughnut filling.

• the games are all implied to take place within the span of a single summer, meaning that in the span of a single summer vacation the main character saved the yo-kai world from a literal TYRANT, saved the ENTIRE FUCKING TIMELINE, and saved both the human AND yo-kai world from the yo-kai mafia. they are canonically 11.

• according to her medallium entry, the yo-kai mermother literally created all life in the yo-kai watch universe. you can only get her through a gachapon machine.

• said gachapon machine is the catalyst for the events of the games, anime and manga. thank god for gacha.

[cacti-are-like-flamingos]

Texted Love

Henry Cavill x Fem!Reader

Part 2

Central Masterlist | Texted Love

"Our first guest is none other than the famous and dear friend of mine, (Y/n) (L/n)!"

A smile snaked its way on your plump lips as you came out from behind all the decorations, your eyes shining from the bright stage lights. Twitch played Drew Barrymore by Bryce Vine as you walk down to the main area, having heard it was one of your favorites. The nervousness that you once had was quickly disappearing, and instead the vibe of the song was taking control of you as you began singing.

You danced your way over to Ellen, your lips pronouncing every all the lyrics with such clarity and joy. Your hips subtly moving to the rhythm of the music, rolling from side to side. The blond laughed at your goofy entrance, her pearly whites shining with silver sparkles.

As the music came to a faded out end, you hurried over to where your host was, greeting her with a quiet, "Morning Ellen," and a hug with a kiss to the cheek. Your voice full of giggles as the two of finally sat down on the two white single seaters.

"Wow that-that was quite the performance!" Ellen joked, making you burst into another fit of giggles.

"Why thank you! I really do try my best."

"Do you usual do that?" You gave her a funny look, a smirk tugging on your lips.

"Do what? Burst out into song like a Disney character? Hell n-well. Actually....maybe...dunno. Gotta ask my staff." It was her turn to giggle. It took either of you a minute to compose yourselves, staring at each other as the room got quiet.

There was a look on your face, one that Ellen knew very well from having had you many times before on the show. Opening her mouth to say something, Ellen was interrupted by you calling out to her in what could only be referred to as an 'alien voice.' The strange sound your voice made causing her to go through another series of laughs and giggles as she desperately tried to compose herself. You grinned, loving the reaction you got in return.

"I'll stop now. Hahaha. I'll stop now." And with that said the interview went under way.

...

"Hehehe. Okay, okay. I-I need to ask you some questions. And these questions revolve around a certain....someone." Ellen wiggled her brows, noting the way your eyes just lighted up with joy at the oppprtunity of talking about the handsome man.

Oh boy, did you love him.

"Ah! My favorite subject. Do continue!" You shouted, fixing your clothing as you leaned in more into the cushions of your seat. You really just loved to toy with the media these days.

With a grin, god there's so many smiles and grins you realized, the talkshow host continued, "So what's going on? Are the two of you talking, flirting, sharing grandmas secret recipes, battle plans- what are you two doing?" You snorted before turning serious.

"We plan to attack by midnight. There's five groups with few subdivision, but the main will attack the South, North, West, and East. The fifth will attack the headquarters. Soon enough Wendy's shall be ours by the first light of dawn." The audience laughed at the mention of the fast food company. Ellen shook her head, her cheeks already hurting from so much smiling. Chuckling, you answered honestly.

"We have spoken actually. Well, not really talk talk. Like not orally but we've been texting and it's all nice and yeah." "And yeah?" "And yeah."

"Oh (f/n), you always mangae to make me laugh so much. Anywyas, for those of you who don't know," Ellen satred at the camera, "A while ago, while on the Graham Norton Show, (Y/n) learnt that she was Henry Cavill's celebrity crush," The crowd 'ooo'ed' much like the other interviews. You snickered, "(y/n) being (y/n), told on national television for Henry to hit her up on Instagram." You nodded.

"And he actually did. Hehehehe." Watching you, mischief introduced itself into her blue eyes. Not a good sign. Knowing you, you would play along and so much more. Its one of the reasons why many loved to have you on their shows. You were a goofball, always playing around, always keeping the conversation going. You were perfect.

And plus, you always did love going out with a bang.

"Do you think anything will come of it?" "Like relationship, romance wise?" "Yeah." You thought for a moemnt. In truth, you kind of hope it did but at the same time you were scared. You've never been in a relationship before, what if you were bad at it? You had always been a lone wolf in your life, opting to do everything on your own despite the many times help was offered.

Not the time to think this!

"Well I mean our zodiac signs say that our compatibility is favourable so I guess so." There was a moment of silence as everyone tried to process what you just said.

"W-What?" You gave Ellen a look as well as towards the audience who werw now snickering ag you.

"What?! I just wanted to raise the percentage!" A roar of laughter. Ellen looked at you, "Percentage?" You nodded, a stupid grin on your warm face. "Like when you're 99% sure that 2+2 makes 4 but you just want to get that one percent in. Just to like, make sure." "And how does this affect...?" You shrugged," I mean in my head it's like I now have a 1% chance of getting with him. The previous was like 0.5% chance." They continued to laugh at you.

"Wow, I feel bullied right now." You continued to joke around.

...

Throughout your whole interview, Henrybhad been watching it on his phone, a smile on his face. He still sat in his car, having previously needed to go to some place urgently, however, the news of you being live prompted him to take a few moments of distraction.

However, a few moments soon turned into a whole 25 minutes.

Oh he was definitely late. But it was you, so who cared.

He chuckled when the interview had reached your percentage bit, his eyes tracing the ways your face moved about. Admiring the your eyes shined whenever you were successful in making another laugh. Shaking his head, he plugged his car key's into the ignition, activating the vehicles engine. Quickly, he tapped out of the live stream, going to the still opened Instagram tab that remained on your conversation from the night before. Pressing on the voice recording button, he chuckled. Thinking of how dumb his next words were but finding the idea of how riled up you'd get after it, was extremely funny.

"1%? Babygirl, you have 100% chance to get with me."

...

The interview had then ended and lunch had quickly rolled in, your stomach grumbling angrily. Picking up your phone, you noted that you had a voice message from Henry. Arching a brow, you preased on it. Not caring if the volume was all the way up and that you weren't the only one in the car.

---"1%? Babygirl, you have 100% chance to get with me."---

The car came to a screeching halt.

"DID HE JUST CALL YOU BABYGIRL BECAUSE IF SO, FUCK GIRL YOU'RE AT THE FUCKING TOP OF YOUR LIFE. YOU'VE REACHED YOUR PEAK DUDE." Your assistant screamed at the top of his lungs. Staring wide eyed at you from the driver's seat, his face equally as shocked as yours.

"BICTH HE CALLED ME BABYGIRL! FUCK! AND HIS VOICE, HOLY SHIT. I'M DYING!"

"AHHH/AHHHH!" The two of you screamed simultaneously.

.

.

Oh Henry. If you only knew the chaos you were causing.

.

.

.

Nahhh, he's a little shit. He would continue fully knowing of the chaos he causes.

...

(A/N): Made this at like five am so if there's grammatical or spelling errors then please don't mind them. :)

Hope you enjoyed!

[mingjue]

another sangcheng cuddling bit :) set in early nights, but this wont be in their version of it i think

(requested by @adhdgays )

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Arguing with his older brother was probably the most mentally draining thing Huaisang could go through. Both of them were stubborn. Both of them hated admitting they were wrong-- especially Mingjue, even if they knew they were wrong. Once they got a story or point they believed, they stuck with it even when proven wrong. It was annoying and tedious, but the one thing he could be thankful for was Mingjue refraining from yelling at him.

He’s gotten close though, if slamming the front door so hard it broke the metal frame said anything.

Nie Huaisang always took the bullet train straight to Lotus Pier right after these fights. Sometimes he would text Jiang Cheng to let him know he was coming-- sometimes he didn’t. He wanted to talk this time, because sitting in a train for two-ish hours being left to his thoughts wasn’t the best.

Jiang Cheng had been asleep when he texted him, so his reply came late. He didn’t mind. He actually felt a little bad waking him up so late. At the moment it was pretty much 1 am, anyways. But Jiang Cheng started texting him back, starting a small conversation. 

NHS: i’m gonna be there in about 15 mins i think JC: o i should.  come pickbu up then NHS: nonono i can walk bby NHS: u’re too sleepy :/ JC: nah JC: it windyas hel right now i don t wan u getting sick. NHS: u literally can’t type rn i’m walking. it’s a ten minute walk anywyas shut up JC: :(

Huaisang bit back a smile at that.

JC: if yu get sick in going to thro ubback to qinghe i caNNOT get sick NHS: i’m gonig to get you sick >:) JC: no. ffs

The smile finally broke through, and he covered his face with his hand instinctively. 

-

Nie Huaisang entered the home as quietly as he could, locking the front door once again behind him. After . . . Zixuan’s death, Jiang Yanli and her son was living with Jiang Cheng. He didn’t want to disturb them.

He took off his jacket and put it on one of the jacket hooks, kicking off his shoes at the step, but kept the bag he’d been holding-- he packed a bag intending to stay tonight, and tomorrow night. 

Not particularly being fond of how dark it was, he didn’t linger there for long. He made his way to the hallway of bedrooms and went straight to Jiang Cheng’s. Even if he didn’t need to, he knocked before opening it.

“Why should I not attempt to beat Mingjues ass right now,” He was greeted by a slurring voice coming from Jiang Cheng, who shut off his phone and tossed it to his nightstand.

“Because he’s probably twice your weight,” Huaisang hummed-- and suddenly tears pricked his eyes. He shut the bedroom door behind him, letting his bag fall to the floor before he walked over to the bed. He fell onto it beside Jiang Cheng, pulling the half asleep man into his arms to nuzzle the back of his neck, “It’s kinda my fault the argument happened anyways.”

Jiang Cheng hummed and settled against him, hands gently gripping his.

“What happened?”

“I . . .” His voice finally wavered, the guilt he felt when he first boarded the train hitting him immediately, “You know how he’s been having these like . . . breakdowns more frequently?”

“Yeah.”

“We were already arguing about that, right,” He hugged Jiang Cheng tighter, “And he was getting pissy about me wanting to talk about it in the first place, because Lan Huan’s been bothering him about it, but it all escalated--” He furrowed his brows and blinked at an attempt to hold back tears, “God-- basically I told him he’s acting like dad--” Jiang Cheng muttered a quiet, ‘oh damn’, “--and I was getting tired of dealing with him.”

Nie Huaisang flinched with a guilt-ridden sob and buried his face into Jiang Cheng’s neck. At that, he turned in Huaisangs arms to hold him in a tight hug, so his head was now at Jiang Cheng’s chest.

“. . . That,” Jiang Cheng paused, “You’re right to be annoyed with him, baby.”

“I shouldn’t have said that,” Huaisang cried, “Our dad was a piece of shit.”

“I know.”

“A-Cheng I made him cry.”

“Oh.”

They both stayed quiet for a moment. Huaisang nuzzled into Jiang Cheng’s chest while he slowly rubbed his back.

“Is he still at the house?” Jiang Cheng asked a few minutes later, gently kissing Huaisang on the top of his head.

“He left before I did.”

“And he isn’t on good terms with Lan Huan right now.”

“I don’t know.”

“Hm.” 

Both of the men flinched when there was a soft knock at the door.

“Yeah?” Jiang Cheng grunted, then the door silently opened.

“Are you alr-- oh!” It was Jiang Yanli. Nie Huaisang turned to look at her but immediately turned away again-- he was still crying, “I didn’t realize A-Sang was here, sorry.”

“No you’re fine, did we wake you?”

“A-Ling woke me first, but you’re fine,” She paused, “There’s leftover soup I can heat up for you two, if you need.”

“Shijie, it’s almost two AM.”

“I don’t mind.”

Huaisang sniffled and brought a hand to his face to rub at his eye, “Thank you, I don’t know if I can eat right now though.” Jiang Cheng hummed in agreement. 

“Alright,” She stepped out of the doorway, “Be sure to get sleep, okay? Goodnight.”

Nie Huaisang and Jiang Cheng said goodnight in unison as she shut the door. 

“. . . Your sister is so nice, A-Cheng,” Huaisang mumbled, “Mingjue would smother me in a hug before telling me to get over it, then never talk about it again.” Jiang Cheng scoffed in a laugh.

“At least he’d hug you.”

“Yeah,” He frowned, “. . . I hope he’s okay.”

“I’m sure he is,” Jiang Cheng backed away to look at him, “I don’t think anything could really fuck him up this late.” Huaisang hummed.

They were quiet for a little longer. Eventually, Nie Huaisang prodded him to turn back around so he could hug him from behind again, poking at his chest and belly to tease him as he did. 

Before he could really get settled though, he huffed upon realizing he left his phone in his jacket pocket.

“I need to go get my phone,” He said, “In case Mingjue texts me or something.”

“He can text my phone.”

“He’s not going to, you know that,” Again he sniffled before placing a kiss on Jiang Cheng’s neck, just below his jaw, “I’ll be right back.”

He went to grab his phone as quickly as he could so he could rush back to Jiang Cheng’s room. As he did, he unlocked his phone, and sure enough there were texts left by Mingjue, and surprisingly Lan Huan.

NMJ: where are yuo. NMJ: Sangsang. NMJ: are you at Wanyin’s. NMJ: if you are asleep text me when you wake up ok. NMJ: or call me. NMJ: im sorry.

LXC: Do you know where your brother is? I can’t get a hold of him. Sorry for texting you so late :( LXC: Never mind, he showed up at the hotel. I hope you’re doing okay! :(

Huaisang frowned. Mingjues were sent just a few minutes ago, but Lan Huans were sent almost 20 minutes ago. Entering Jiang Cheng’s bedroom once again, he went to text Mingjue.

NHS: i’m at jcs da-ge

“He texted you?”

“Yeah, him and Lan Huan.”

NMJ: good. NMJ: im with A-Huan right now. NMJ: lunch when you get back. ok NMJ: ? NHS: ok NMJ: ok. goodnight Sangsang. NHS: goodnight

Huaisang sat down on the bed, “I think he’s going to act like nothing happened.”

“Don’t let him,” Jiang Cheng grunted, “Obviously you two have shit to talk about.”

“Yeah,” He sighed deeply and turned off his phone, setting it next to Jiang Cheng’s, “He wants to go for lunch. I’ll talk with him about it then,” As he spoke he turned around and laid next to him, once again pulling him into his arms. He nuzzled him before pressing a few more kisses along his neck-- which made Jiang Cheng raise his shoulders at being tickled, “Can I stay tomorrow night?”

“You can stay as long as you want,” Jiang Cheng grabbed his hand, “It’s stupid coming from me of all people but don’t try and avoid talking to Mingjue.”

“You’ve always been a bit of a hypocrite A-Cheng.”

“Oh fuck off,” He chuckled. Huaisang leaned over and kissed him on the corner of his lips with a small smile.

[bts-is-my-life-as-always]

Like you do.

Pairing: jimin X reader

Genre:fluff and a tiny dose of angst.

Soooo this is the jimin part of hug me and only me, again I don’t title these until I finish writing the whole story, so we’ll see what I come up with, anyways happy reading ^~^

You remembered back to when jimin first transferred into your school, he was exceptionally shy, and didn’t like opening up to anyone, now a full year later, he was the loudest and the most confident person you knew, well you didn’t really have any other friends but jimin, sometimes you felt like such a burden to him, sometimes it was like you were taking everyone and every opportunity away from him, he was offered a place in sm entertainment for a new boy group, but he refused, it felt like he did that to stay with you, to be with you so you weren’t lonely, although he tried to reassure you each and every time you questioned why he didn’t go, saying how he didn’t really want to go to sm because of the way the other idols would be treated,

(I’m just going to say, idols under SM entertainment, seem to not be treated too well, this is solely my opinion and if your going to take offence don’t read the bracketed part, like most of the times the idols are worked till they faint, and all you can see is them wanting to take some rest, like they seem so fragile and some are literally forced into dieting, as far as I know none of the bts members are forced into dieting, they do it because they want to, I really don’t understand why some company’s are like that, they work their idols like pigs and solely for money, many ex idols have expressed how hard it was and how much they will never return, and that’s not what kpop should be about, it should be about growing dreams and giving people hope, kpop for me, was and will always be a reason to keep going, bts have given me hope, they are the reason that many souls like my own are still alive, and they bring people to find their own dreams, although I’m still looking for mine, anyways enough of me ranting, I love you all, and I’ll let you continue reading this scenario now, sorry to take up so much time and space)

He didn’t want that, he just wanted to grow his beautiful dream, so you tried your best to stop blaming yourself for your refusals.

You realised a few months ago that you might be crushing on jimin, you continued to tell yourself that you can’t do that, that jimin wouldn’t like you back, who would?

You were always some what gloomy, you didn’t have many friends, you were a “nerd” and you were just known as that girl who sits in the corner of the room.

There was a new guy that transferred, he reminded you of jimin, he was timid and quiet, and he couldn’t stop fiddling with his nails, while looking around, your teacher knew how good you were with new students, she knew that they needed your kindness and warmth in a new place, so it wasn’t surprising when she asked jimin to move to the seat next to him, for the new student to sit next to you, jimin didn’t really like the idea of another guy sitting next to you, but he couldn’t refuse.

After an hour of being with the new kid, you found out his name was Joonho, he was 3 months older than you, he loved music and well music was really the only thing you could relate to him, he was really smart, tall, well built and again, had many girls swooning over him, girls in your class practically hated you, because “you got the attention of all the good boys” you hated every girl in your school, they were extremely fake, the reason why you never made friends with them, you could feel all eyes on you and joonho, including jimin, his eyes were practically on fire, you smiled towards him to reassure him that everything would be fine, you didn’t know why he looked so angry but he did, jimin stood up and looked at the two of you and turned around and left the classroom, you sat there listening to joonho talk, your mind was just filled with jimin, nothing would enter your brain, your third period ended and you were wondering where jimin was, you exited the room with joonho to get lunch, you looked around to see if you could find jimin, you came to a classroom, it was dark but you could tell that it was jimin, and a girl, your heart dropped to the bottom of your stomach, they were embracing each other, you closed your eyes, not wanting to cry in front of joonho, you walked away, and into the dining hall.

Jimin was just sitting in the empty room, when he heard the door open thinking it was you he instantly got up and his eyes lit up, but as soon as he saw who it was his body slumped a little, what he didn’t expect was for the girl to hug him, he was standing there in complete shock for what seemed like 10 minuets, while she let her feelings flood over to him, he could sense you behind him, he turned around a second too late, all he saw was a strand of your hair, and joonho being dragged to somewhere else, he knew it was you, he ripped himself away from the girl and ran towards the direction that you went, upon entering the dining hall, he went and grabbed a tray, he sat next to you facing joonho,

“So, hows your first day of school? Y/n being a good guide?”

Your new found friend just nodded,

“He’s still quite shy, hey weren’t you like this? You were really shy too, I guess people do change”

You looked at him and then continued to eat, the whole lunch was awkward, you decided to break the awkwardness and take joonho towards the food disposal area, you placed the trays down, and walked towards the garden, you told joonho a little more about you, while jimin tagged along behind you, lunch ended just like that, and thou headed for the class as the two boys went to the bathroom, as you entered your class you walked in where a girl, your ex friend to be exact was crying hysterically, she looked like someone just punched her, as you went and sat down at your desk, she stormed over towards you, you didn’t really care, until she slapped you across the face, you looked at her confused,

“Why the fuck did you just slap me?!” You questioned angry towards why she slapped you, all you did was let her go as a friend because of the amount of trash she was,

“I told you I liked jimin, now look what you’ve done, just disappear” she cried, you sighed,

“So it’s my fault when someone doesn’t like you the way you like them, you know maybe no guy should like you, your just a bitch and I’m really glad that I left you behind”

She was infuriated, she threw your table across the room and started to strangle you, you were chocking, people holding her back, you fell to the ground, and tried to catch your breath, just then jimin barged into the room, he ran towards you instantly, as he came over and tried to lift you up, you pushed him away, joonho came over to your side,

“Are you okay? Let’s get you to the nurse” joonho lifted you up and took you, he laid you down on the bed and waited with you for the nurse to come back, as you waited joonho started to talk about his girlfriend their happy relationship was a contrast to the relationship that you had with jimin, you stayed in the nurses office, just laying there the rest of the day, as the last bell rang to dismiss everyone back home, you picked up your backpack and walked out, jimin was waiting for you, you lived next door, it made sense, but also didn’t since you didn’t feel like talking to him today, not now at least, jimin walked home with you right beside him, he didn’t say much only slightly trying to question what happened, but he got the hint that it had something to do with him if you weren’t talking to him, he spun you around by your waist, and held you close, the sudden contact making you blush like crazy, the cold breeze helping cool you down before you fainted, you struggled in his embrace for a bit, until he held your head still,

“Y/n? I have a serious question, will you answer it for me?”

You didn’t say anything, just stood there,

“Well, will you be mine? Will you be mine, and only mine? I realised how mad I could get when I saw the new kid walk out with you, I wanted to help you, see if you were okay, I was so worried, you have no idea” his words melting you, your body not listening to your mind as you automatically nodded and snuggled up to his embrace, holding him,

“Jimin I was so scared, I thought she was going to kill me, I don’t know why, but I pushed you away, you didn’t even do anything to me, I’m sorry” he pulled you slightly apart,

“You don’t need to apologise for something that you had no control over, I would’ve done the same thing, I’m sorry”

The two of you hugged for what seemed like ages.

The next day, it was like a whole new world had opened up, jimin always usually texted you good morning, but today it was sent specially for you,

“Good morning my baby, Is my beautiful ready to go to school?”

You smiled and walked out your door, you smiled wider when jimin took your hand and walked towards school, your ex friend still fuming at the sight of jimins hands in yours, as jimin saw a flicker of fear course through you, he held you closer to him, resting his hand in your waist, he sat you down and sat down right next to you, while joonho instantly realised what was happening and threw you a thumbs up and sat in jimins seat.

“Princess, why are you looking at him, I’m right here, don’t get me jealous here” you lightly tapped his nose, as a way of telling him to shush,

“He’s got a girlfriend dummy, and I’ve got an amazing boyfriend, don’t be jealous, they can look but they’ll never ever have me like you do”

Omfg, this is, way too fluff, for my liking, ANYWYAS hope you enjoyed, and apparently Monday is filled with jimin, and remember once you jimin you can’t jimout, love you all, happy reading.

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[solarbird]

And just like that, she was down, Chapter 5: LENA WHAT THE HELL

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D.va > LENA WHAT THE HELL?! Σ(ﾟ��ﾟ；≡；ﾟдﾟ) D.va > LENA D.va > LENA WHAT IS GOING ON TALKT O ME щ（ﾟДﾟщ） D.va > LENA D.va > LENA D.va > LENA DO NOT MAKE ME (ง'̀-‘́)ง YOU D.va > LENA D.va > LENA D.va > LENA D.va > LENA TALK TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE D.va > LENA D.va > LENA LENA D.va > LENA LENA LENA LENAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Tracer looked at the chat log - hundreds of lines of it, all more or less the same - from their Yukon safehouse, a room behind a little supplies store on the side of the Dempster Highway in the Yukon tundra, halfway between Dawson and nowhere. 23 hours a day of sunlight would make her even more hyperactive than usual, but it still paled before the unlimited energy force which was Hana Song.

She checked the time. Well, it'll depend on where she is right now, I suppose... And then the text scrolled again, on its own.

D.VA > LENAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA TALK TO MEEEEEEEE Tracer > Hey, Deeves. D.va > LENA LENA LENA LE D.va > LENA!!!1 Tracer > Hiya D.va > ARE YOU OK? DOES /╲/\╭ºoꍘoº╮/\╱\ HAVE YOU?! ARE! U! OK! Tracer> I'm fine. Kestrel's fine. Widowmaker is... as fine as she ever is. D.va > WHAT THE HELL?! DID U RLY RIP THE WALLS OFF OF MEDBAY?

Lena laughed, quietly. "Hey, Em, you impressed Hana!"

Emily leaned over and looked at Lena's screen. "...you're on chat? They didn't block your account?"

"This is Hana's personal server. She gave me a login there for when she's in Korea. Thought I'd check it, since Winston hasn't answered any of my messages." She'd hoped he would. He might've voted for deprogramming, but - like Tracer and Kestrel - he'd also argued that Widowmaker should at least have a voice in it.

"They've closed ranks, at least 'till they see what happens. I was afraid of that." Emily put her hand on Lena's shoulder, gently. "I'm sorry. But I still think he'll come 'round eventually."

"I gotta hope so."

Tracer > Nah D.va > ???! Tracer > That was Kestrel. D.va > (╬ಠ益ಠ) WHY?! Tracer > Because we made a promise and we meant it. For better or for worse. D.va > A promise? To whom? Tracer > Widowmaker. Don't you know about this? D.va > /╲/\╭ºoꍘoº╮/\╱\ KIDNAPPED YOU?!

Widowmaker saw Lena's sudden smile, and looked over onto her screen. "How does she type those character graphics so quickly? I... like that one."

"She doesn't," replied the teleporter. "At least, I don't think she does. She keeps 'em all in big text files, hundreds of 'em."

Tracer > No. We... you don't know about this at all, do you. D.va > NO I DON'T BUT YOU BETTER TELL ME RIGHT NOW Tracer > Kestrel and I ... we promised Widowmaker, a couple of months ago, in London, if she wanted to get away from Talon, we'd help her. D.va > ...OKAY Tracer > Part of that was, nobody's changing her again, not against her will. That includes Overwatch. We swore that wouldn't happen. Capturing her, that's one thing, doing to her what Talon did to Amélie, that's another. 'Cause she's a person, too, even if the doc don't think so. D.va > Okay... Tracer > D'ya see what I'm saying? We swore we wouldn't do to her what Talon did to Amélie... or let anybody else do it either. D.va > ...okay... Tracer > And Angie... didn't agree. D.va > ...oh Tracer > She said Widowmaker wasn't really a person, couldn't really consent or not consent, that the only way t'fix that was "reversing her conditioning," and so it wasn't the same thing. D.va > ... Tracer > Like she was on some kind of hallucinogen or drunk or something like that D.va > ᕙ(⇀‸↼#)ᕗ Tracer > but I'll be snookered if I can see a difference D.va > ... Tracer > since either way the person we made a promise wouldn't exist anymore once she was done. D.va > （・Ａ・） Tracer > so we stopped it. We kept our promise. Tracer > sorry about the mess. D.va > ... Tracer > It was kinda spur-of-the-moment. D.va > ... Tracer > We kinda figured, we talk Widowmaker out of Talon, we might have to quit Overwatch Tracer > We didn't really think we'd have to break her out. Not really. Tracer > But ... we did what we had to. I don't regret it. D.va > ... D.va > So... you're saying Angela was going to ... undo spiderfication ... and turn her back into Amélie? Tracer > Try to, anywya. Tracer > anyway D.va > But Widowmaker didn't agree to it. Tracer > If you were her... would you? D.va > ... D.va > ... D.va > ...no Tracer > So there y'are. Tracer > That's why. D.va > ... D.va > (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻ D.va > WIDOWMAKER IS A MONSTER BUT tHAT's STILL NOT OKAY Tracer > Not even sure she's a monster Tracer > A killer, sure, that's all she's ever known Tracer > But you and me, we're both military, we both have death counts D.va > ... D.va > it's different Tracer > it is Tracer > but i can fight in a war and still oppose the death penalty Tracer > cause that's different too D.va > ... D.va > ...but you're okay. Tracer > Yeh. D.va > Kestrel's okay. Tracer > Yeh. D.va > Talon doesn't have you. Tracer > Heh - no. Talon's after us too. Tracer > but they don't know where we are Tracer > and they're mostly after Widowmaker anyway, they've always been after us Tracer > what's one more kill-on-sight order between friends? D.va > ...they want to kill the spider now? Tracer > Yep. Tracer > Don't trust her anymore. Tracer > If our intel's good, it came down from the top. D.va > ... D.va > Where are you?

The three of them had left the Oregon desert safehouse after a round of showers, the chance to enjoy some food outside of a moving vehicle, and a day of proper sleep. Widowmaker had even complimented their choice of mattresses, proving again that the spider had some interest in creature comforts.

There'd been no Interpol notice - or anything similar - about any of them yet, the key word being "yet." Nothing on Lena "Tracer" Oxton, or Emily "Kestrel" Oxton, or even anything new about Amélie "Widowmaker" Lacroix, or any combination thereof. Emily's current consulting contract with BAE hadn't even been voided; she still had access to their network. But the plan was to keep moving anyway, until they felt a little more comfortable about what Lena hoped, desperately, was an olive branch from their old team.

Tracer > Sorry, luv. D.va > ... D.va > ...I gotta think. D.va > You're not in ROK. You close? Tracer > Sorry, again, luv. D.va > meet me in Incheon? Tracer > ... Tracer > ...maybe. In a week. If things stay settled down. Tracer > Talking of, we gotta go. D.va > okay D.va > stay in tuch D.va > touch D.va > I wanna see you in person. I need to know you're you. I need to be sure. Incheon. Next week. You and Kestrel. Alone. Noooooooooooo spiders. Tracer > If we can. I'll check in... when I check in. D.va > k. let me know. Tracer > Bye

Lena dropped her way back through several anonymous VPNs and re-routers, and shut down the encrypted chat client. Incheon, she thought. Port city, easy to get to... it could work.

"Hey, Kes, Wids - y'want t'go out for Korean next week?"

Widowmaker looked across the table where she had just been shutting down her own communications array, reaching out to various specialised, no-questions-asked chemical synthesis specialists. "...you like Korean food?"

"I can take it or leave it, luv. But Hana Song sure does."

Kestrel looked over at her wife with a curious look. "...oh, really?"

Tracer shrugged at her wife. "Maybe."

"Brilliant. We could use some allies. And while you've been doing that - I've got your old contacts alerted that we're back in business, as freelancers. We'll need the money."

Widowmaker threw Kestrel a look of caution. "You aren't telling them about my particular skillset, I presume."

"Course not," she said, taking the blue woman's hand and squeezing it. "Not 'till you want in. Until then - well. I think of you as our ace in the hole."

The blue assassin wasn't entirely sure what to think of that, but she did think she found it satisfactory, and, possibly, just the tiniest bit pleasing.

"That," she said, with the hint of a spidery smile...

"...will do, for now."

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"Winston," said Athena, a chime ringing behind the word. "Relevant activity detected."

Winston looked up from his console, where he had been re-reading Lena's messages, wanting so much to reply, but holding off until they knew where Tracer and Kestrel might be headed. The locations of several Talon weapons caches had been welcome, and gave some hints, but could just as easily be bait, and they couldn't take the wrong kinds of chances.

"Thank you, Athena. Throw it down here?"

It wasn't much, and it wasn't personal - but it was familiar. Lena Oxton had listed herself as available again for private security contracting work, under her old company name. Same terms as before he'd initiated the Overwatch recall, but higher rates, and the added services of an experienced flying operative - battlesuit included.

He carefully checked over each version of the notice Athena had found. None mentioned sniper capabilities, and all carried the same sets of legality and indemnification conditions as before. She'd always played the game well above-board - and, at least in these listings, that had not changed.

I ... I pray this is real, he thought, allowing himself a hint of relief. If it is, they won't be in Talon uniforms the next time we see them. An image, a vision, flashed into his mind, of Lena Oxton, golden-eyed, blue-skinned, half-grin a sneer, leaning against her wife, Emily, silver-eyed, pale violet skin and purple and violet hair, tall, cold, and cruel.

He shuddered, and put it out of his mind - it won't happen - as he forwarded Athena's findings to the rest of Overwatch. We won't let it.

[mycomori]

uhh i’ve got a p decent life for what my family’s past has been in general like it could have been so much worse. or i could have been the kid of one of my many cousins who are hardcore into drugs and or unmedicated schozophenics (to be clear the two that are still alive are medicated, but one was in jail unfortunately for some violent episode where he stabbed out my aunts eye until recently, and the other committed suicide a long time ago, the younger two of my cousins who got it, one is recovered from drug abuse and is on meds, and the other is my age and hasn’t had any drug problems so far hopefully fuck it scared me to think that could happen to him to because drugs only ever made the schizoeffectuve worse for my family but he’s also not able to access meds always cause his insurance sucks which worries me cause it’s gotta be hard to handle that shit without meds i mean my other cousin who lives in spain went completely off the face of the earth for a while being in medicated and on drugs and ended up on the streets. uhg idk how i got into this) anywyas i’ve had it easy. coudlcall my father the most “sane” of all the six siblings on that side, and on my moms side she’s basically the only one who hasn’t or doesn’t still have an alcohol problem or a drug problem, or has been to jail. idk man. all i know is my parents are probably the best/most together mentally of all the large groups of siblings on either side of my family and i’m STILL fucked up. like...i feel like i got off so much better than any of my cousins did. except maybe the ones who had money cause that makes things better sometimes. idk at least that was the source of most of the stress and abuse in my family. i don’t know what i’m sayin. just waiting for my friend to get here.

[hobiyolk]

Perfume regret Sehun X Reader

OMFGGGGGDYGSYUGYGYGYU I am so incredibly sorry for not updating for like months, I was just so fucking upset that my written chanyeol fic got deleted, and yeah, i was just lazy. Anywayyyyyyyys I thought I would just write a Sehun fic because that boi is C LI MB ING up my bias list. ANd he is just rud. ANywyas I hope yall enjoy this <3 <3 <3 

                                                      5940 words 

Summary: Your best friend, your crush, Sehun had left you for other people he called friends. Did he actually though? or was it all just a big misunderstanding? 

You walked towards the boring hallways dragging your body with your black boots. You reached your locker and looked at the paper that was stuck on top of it. ‘Get a life slut!’ You gasped under your breath, it must have been those two girls again. Emily And  Ji Hee, The two girls that bother you without any reason. You took a hold of the paper ripping it off of the locker roughly, you crumpled it up and threw it behind your head, not caring where the paper landed. You entered the code to your padlock. When you opened the locker door you saw another note fall down in front of your face and land on the ground. You bend down taking the note in your hand. You sighed lightly while unfolding the note as you tried to read the sloppy handwriting. ‘Stay away from oppa you bitch’ You scrunched your face in disgust, cringing at the word ‘oppa’ you definitely didn't know who the oppa was and you certainly didn't care, once more you scrambled up the paper and threw it into your locker. Taking your books and the things you needed you shut your locker. You were just about to leave before you felt a piece of paper hit your head. You sighed loudly and turned around.

- “Jeezus! Can you stop it already?! It’s getting annoying you know?! If throwing paper at me is all you can do then you might be more of a pussy then i thought you were!”

You glared deadly into the handsome boy’s eyes, the one that the threw the paper ball at you, the one and only Sehun. His beautiful lips turned upwards forming an oh so hot smirk that you wanted to smack right off.

- “Easy there tiger, you were the one who threw the paper at me, I was just giving it back.”

You looked at him glaring, even more. He could have thrown it away quietly, or he could have confronted you, but no, he chose to annoy the hell out of you.

- “Well you know normal people would just hand it to me, in my hand”

You made to emphasize the last parts.

- “ But I guess your majesty Sehun is an exception, why? you too scared to come up to my face and tell me whats wrong? You have no guts sehun, you have no balls, that's why your actual dick is smaller than your attitude”

You mentally patted your back happy with your lame response. You could see the way sehun's smirk fell into an annoyed one, and the way his friends were laughing and ‘oohing’ at your comeback.

Now you were the one who had a sly smirk, you lifted your bag and put one of the straps on your right shoulder.

- “Hey! Who do you think you are, how dare you say that to oppa?!”

You turned around facing Ji Hee. She was glaring at you with her beautiful eyes, such a waste, she was beautiful in every way, except she stank form the inside.

- “Hey! Guess what!”

You grinned bigger lifting your middle finger.

- “You and your oppa can take this and stick it up your asses!”

More laughter came from the background, and you couldn't help but laugh slightly at the priceless face that was painted over Ji Hee and Sehun.

- “Yah! You slu-��

Emily was about to back up for her “friends” but someone interrupted her.

- “Yah! Shut up! Go away leave her alone!”

You looked at the boy whose arms were now draped around you, Jongin, your best friend. You watched as Sehun tensed under the presence of Jongin, and you smile.

- “It's not a surprise that y/n would need Jongin in her life, I mean without him she would be all alone, since Sehun has already left her.”

Now it was your turn to look annoyed, the cards had flipped, and you ball your fist remembering the time.

-  “I mean, y/n you didn't actually think Sehun would ever continue being your friend, did you?”

Ji-Hee moved towards Sehun tracing the nape of his neck with her fake long nails while looking into your eyes, your fist got tighter, and tighter and Jongin noticed. He tried to calm you down he gently kissing your temples. Sehun noticed, he tried to not to say anything, so he bit down his jaw as hard as he could.

- “He left you y/n, he left you and Jongin, for us. Who do you think you are? no matter what you do or say, you will always be known as the friend Sehun dumped.”

You moved your hands to the small of Jongin's back and fisted the light cloth of his shirt.

- “No matter what y/n you will always be a loser.”

Ji-Hee smirked at your silent form, you looked pissed, Jongin noticed, they noticed, Sehun noticed. You looked into her eyes yet again.

- “You think you are a friend Ji Hee?”

You spoke in a cold voice which somehow managed to send a shiver down her back.

- “You actually think that what you and Sehun have is friendship, heck, you and Emily don't even like each other. Sehun picked shit over gold, and that’s his loss because he never was and never will be mine or Jongin's friend. I hate him, I hate you, I hate fake people, go sort your lifes out”

Ji-Hee walked towards you ready to punch you right in your face, but Sehun immediately pulled her back.

- “Stop, dont”

- “But sehu-”

- “I said stop! Leave her alone! Just go to your class!”

Sehun looked furious leaving Ji Hee scared, she gulped down the lump of saliva that had built up in her throat.

- “Come on y/n lets go.”

Jongin took your hand in his and lead you the way, your eyes wouldn't leave Sehun however, the memories flowing back into your head. You felt tears starting to well up in your eyes but you forced yourself to blink them away.

Sehun looked at your back leaving his presence, he missed you, he really did, he missed Jongin, he missed both of you. He had fallen in love with you a long time ago and still was in love with you. Sehun and Jongin used to talk about his little crush on you everyday. Jongin had told Sehun that you were just like his little sister, but why was he getting jealous all of the sudden? He didn't have the right to be jealous, he left you two for these scum bags. Sehuns gaze was stuck on the floor thinking about how you used to laugh at all his lame jokes and how you used to play with his hair while he laid on your stomach. The way you him and Jongin watched movies while throwing popcorn at each other. The way you used to glance at him, and when he caught you staring your would turn away blushing. He missed everything he missed you guys, you and Jongin, he wanted back what he had lost, but Sehun knew better.

- “Sehun picked shit over gold, and that’s his loss, because he never was and never will be mine or Jongin's friend. I hate him”

Your words echoed through his head and he almost felt a tear drip down his eyes, those words that he never wanted to hear from you, he wanted to hold you in his arm so bad he wanted to tell you sorry, he wanted to sit on the couch with Jongin playing the stupid old video games. But he couldn't, he knew if he ever got close to you again, you would be in danger. He didn't want that, Sehun didn't want you to suffer because of him, that's why even though this hurts him too much he must do it for you.

- “Yah Sehun!”

Sehuns train of thoughts was broken when he heard Emily shouting for him.

- “What do you want Emily?”

Sehun asked in a cold voice.

- “Ji Hee wants to talk to you, come down to the basement”

Emily looked at him waiting for a reply, but he only rolled his eyes in response.

- “I’m busy tell her I will talk to her some other time.”

- “She said now, you do know what would happen if you don't listen to Ji Hee right?”

Sehun scoffed, looking down on the floor. He hated all this crap, he didn't want this anymore. But he forced himself to drag his feet towards the basement where Ji Hee and her gang hung out.

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Sehun looked coldly at Ji Hee, the girl he despised the most.

- “What do you want?”

- “Sehun, why did you stop me, why didn't you let me hit her?”

Sehun scoffed at her.

- “Because you deserved it.”

Ji Hee fisted sehun's white color bringing him closer to her.

- “You do remember what will happen to your little friends if you don't do what I tell you to, right? If I ever see you talking to her, I will break that little bitch of yours.”

Sehun Looked up at Ji Hee with a furious gaze.

- “Who do you think you are calling her a bit-”

- “She was talking bullshit Sehun, she should know her place.”

Ji-Hee looked into sehun's eyes, bringing him closer by his collar.

- “I really did pick shit over gold.”

Ji Hee fisted Sehun's collars tighter shoving him into a wall, her right knee was between his legs and Sehun slowly hissed at the pain that struck him on his back.

- “Listen up Sehun, I will do anything it takes to make you mine do you understand?”

Ji-Hee reaches up to the crook of Sehun's neck and starts to kiss his neck softly.

-  “If you really care about your friends then you will just have to do what I tell you, do you understand?”

Sehun tried to push her away and he succeeded, Ji Hee's eyes widened while she was stumbling on her feet trying to get a hold of her balance.

- “Whatever Ji Hee, I'm not scared of you, I am just doing this because I love y/n and I care for Jongin if you do anything to them especially y/n, You won't even be able to recognize your own face.”

Sehun tugged on his shirt and collar to fix it, while two of the guys came up behind Ji Hee. One of the boys reached towards sehun trying to attack him.

- “You fucking dick, do you not know any manners, talk to girls properly.”

But that same boy felt a sting on the cheek, Ji Hee slapped him as hard as she could and the poor boy fell on the floor holding onto his now red cheek.

- “Don't you dare call him a dick do you hear me?!”

Sehuns eyes widened, this girl was crazy, Sehun looked down at Ji Hee in disgust.

- “You are sick”

She looked down on the floor while nodding and chuckling slightly.

- “I know Sehun, I know”

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You left your math class heading towards the lunch room until a soft hand touched your shoulders, they reminded you of someone you used to love so dearly.

- “Get off of me se-”

- “I will always care for you y/n”

He walked right past you, he didn't look at you, he didn't say anything after that. You stopped moving and took a step back. Were you hearing things, did you miss him that badly? You felt something wet stain your cheeks, tears, you couldn't stop them, you never could when it came to Sehun.

- “Hey y/n!”

You wiped your tears quickly turning around only to see Jongin running towards you.

- “Hey, Jongin!”

- “No time for greetings, I need to talk to you. NOW”

You looked at him confused, he was panting.

- “Jongin, are you oka-”

Jongin took a hold of your wrist and dragged you towards the roof, you followed him though, you followed his every step.

- “Jongin, why are we going to the terrace?”

Jongin opened the door of the entrance and you felt a cold breeze hit your face. 

- “Jongin, talk to me, you are scaring me. What is happening!”

Both of you were panting especially Jongin.

- “y-y/n you won't guess what I just found out”

Your gaze moved towards Jongin and you looked up at his sweet eyes, they had tears in them they had sadness, yet a sign of relief.

- “Jong-”

- “y/n Sehun, he, he s-still, Sehun, y/n it's not what it looks like, he still cares for us, that's why he is doing all of this.”

You look at Jongin with wide eyes, you're confused form felt a little numb, you didn't know what to think you didn't know what to say.

- “How does that make any sense?”

Jongin took a hold of your shoulders and looked you deep into the eyes.

- “Trust me, it’s not what it looks like.”

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*Jongin’s POV*

After what Sehun had done to me and y/n there is no way I am going to forgive him. I walked y/n to her class, she was crying and her tears started to damp my shoulders, Sehun what have you done?

- “Jongin, I am okay, I will see you after class yeah?”

I nodded, smiling to make her feel better one way or another.

- “Okay, I will meet you by your locker.”

She smiled back, maybe to make me feel better and reassured, or maybe to reassure herself.

After I had left y/n I walked down the hall towards my classroom, but then I saw him there, I saw Sehun there.

 “Why is he not in class?”

I mumbled to myself.

- “Yah Sehun!”

After hearing Emily's voice I quickly hid behind one of the walls, I don't know why I was hiding, but something was off, Sehun loved y/n it just doesn't make sense that he would leave her for Ji Hee.

- “What do you want Emily?”

Sehun seemed cold while talking to her, weren't they so called friends?

- “Ji Hee wants to talk to you, come down to the basement”

- “I’m busy tell her I will talk to her some other time.”

- “She said now, you do know what would happen if you don't listen to Ji Hee right?”

I noticed how Sehun had scoffed and rolled his eyes, Emily and Sehun started to walk my way and I tried to camouflage behind the plain dirty white walls. I followed them, was I surprised over what I saw?  yeah, did i regret it?... no.

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- “Sehun did this for us, he wanted to make sure that you and I were safe.”

You couldn't believe what Jongin had just told you, should you feel reviled, should you feel sad, should you smile, should you cry, you didn't know what to feel.

- “w-what”

You looked down Shocked and speechless, Jongin placed his hands onto your shoulders.

- “y/n we need to talk to him about it.”

- “What will we say? That we followed you and we know that you are forced into being friends with them just so they don't hurt me and you? Jongin he still had a choice, it was his choice of being a dick to us in the first place.”

Jongin sighed letting his hands drop down.

- “ I don't know about you, but, I miss Sehun, he has been our best friend for who knows how long, he deserves to give us an explanation, and we deserve to hear it.”

- “ what if I don't want to? He chose to do this Jongin-”

- “y/n I know you still love him”

- “No I don't Jongin, I lost feelings for him a long time ago”

- “You don't have to talk to him but I will”

- “What n-”

Jongin left the roof shutting the door harshly, was he seriously mad at you?! You sat down on the concrete and watched as the wind passed by. You were tired and your energy had drained.

- “Fucking hell Sehun, what are you thinking?”

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You walked towards the cafeteria dragging your feet on the dirty floor. You had to put some food into yourself before you collapsed on the floor. You were hoping that Jongin would be sitting at one of the tables waving towards you, but you didn't see him anywhere, you didn't expect to.

Your plate was filled with this brown gooey meat with mash potato on the sides, it looked disgusting. You walked towards an empty seat and sat down, you hoped you wouldn't see sehun and his friends, you weren't really in the mood to talk to anyone, you just wanted to forget the existence of human beings.

But of course, the world had to go against your simple wish. Your peace was broken when you heard the sound of the chair beside you dragging on the floor. You really didn't want anything surrounding you, what makes it even worse is that he is Sehun’s friend. You lifted your head and sighed loudly wanting him to know you weren't very happy with his presence. You were about to move when you felt someone holding onto your arm.

- “Hey, where you going?”

You flinched your arms away from his grip.

- “Its none of your business Chanyeol ”

He looked at you with his eyebrows furrowed.

- “Chill will ya? I just wanted to sit beside you that’s why I sat here in the first place”

You cocked your eyebrows looking at him in disbelief.

- “You, Park Chanyeol, wants to sit beside me?”

He nodded smiling sweetly.

- “I am lowkey happy that you know my full name, but yeah I Park Chanyeol, wants to sit beside you, one of the most beautiful girl in the school”

You blushed heavily, he said it so bluntly, but he was still looking at you with that famous smile of his.

- “W-what you on about, listen if this is one of your evil schemes-”

Chanyeol started to grin, it annoyed the hell out of you, but somehow it sent butterflies down your stomach.

- “Nah, I just wanted to get to know you.”

He took a hold of your arm again and jerked it slightly.

- “Please?”

You sighed loudly.

- “Whatever I need to finish my food anyway”

You sat down and continued eating your food like you did before Chanyeol decided to disturb you. You looked at the beautiful boy sitting beside you, trying to steal a glance you moved your gaze towards his tall frame. You felt the blood rushing to your cheeks, he was looking at you already.

- “U-um, so Chanyeol, is Sehun even okay with you sitting here?”

He looked at you taking a bite of the mashed potato.

- “I don't need his permission for things, I can do whatever I want, whether he likes it or not.”

You nodded slowly.

- “oh, okay, but what about Jihee, she hates me.”

Chanyeol sighed while looking at you.

- “Why do you worry about what others think, I want to have a nice lunch with you, so I am going to be doing that, and I don't need anyone's consent.”

You went back to eating your food, the next thing that happened made you regret that you even agreed to sit beside Chanyeol in the first place. Jihee and some of her other friends, including Sehun, walked towards the table, and your form stiffened. Somehow Chanyeol managed to notice, he shifted his chair closer towards you to somewhat give you a sign of protection. You looked at him smiling slightly. Ji hee stopped in her tracks looking at you.

- “What the fuck are you doing here?”

You looked at her, not a single word coming out of your throat, thankfully Chanyeol was there to help you out.

- “She was actually sitting here before, and I wanted to join her for lunch. If you don't want to then you can leave, or you can just quietly sit down and eat your food.”

Ji-hee looked shocked, and you heard Sehun scoffing in the background.

- “What did you just say?”

Chanyeol looked back at her with a blank expression.

- “Did I stutter?”

- “Whatever”

Ji-hee dragged the chair in front of chanyeol, placing her food onto the table, and Sehun moved to sit in front of you.

- “Hey y/n”

Sehun quietly greeted you.

- “Hey, sehun.”

Ji-hee noticed you two staring at each other, and of course, she had to  butt in.

- “So, where is that friend of yours? That guy named Jongin was it?”

You looked at her not answering, turning your gaze towards your food.

- “Hey! I just asked you a question”

You jumped slightly at the tone of her voice, you wish you would have gained your confidence back from this morning. Chanyeol moved his hands towards your thigh and squeezed it slightly. If it was another day you would be swatting his hand away, but at this moment it felt comforting. Sehun noticed how Chanyeol’s  hands were squeezing your thighs and how you seemed to relax under his touch, he felt himself boil in anger, you were his for godsakes.

- “ He had to go somewhere”

Ji-Hee looked at you not convinced by your excuse.

- “That's sad, he just left you here all alone.”

Ji Hee lifted her arm only to place her hand on the back of Sehun neck, her nails scratching lightly on his porcelain skin, she made sure to look into your eyes.

- “Sehun would never leave me alone like that”

You looked at her with a blank face, you almost didn't care.

- “Maybe because he doesn't have a choice?”

The whole table chuckled lightly trying to contain them. Chanyeol turned towards you with a bright smile. You didn't notice anything you were just busy in finishing your food and leaving as fast as you can, you had had such a rough day that your baby hairs started to block your sight. You felt Chanyeol's form move in closer and he slowly tucked your hair behind your ear, you looked at him shocked

- “It’ll be easier for you to see what you’re eating and because it’s blocking your pretty face.”

You looked at up from your plate with wide eyes, your cheeks leaving a tint of red.

- “Sorry, was that a bit too much?”

Chanyeol chuckled when he saw your expression, you were so shocked you became speechless. You had seen Chanyeol around many times, he was actually the most decent out of the entire group. You had never talked to Chanyeol, the only time you did was when you were paired together for a group work. You would be lying if you said that you didn't like the attention. Sehun, on the other hand, was not liking one bit of this, Chanyeol was being too close for comfort. What pissed him off even more was that you didn't seem to mind it.  

- “So, chanyeol, how’s it going with Mina?”

You lifted  your eyebrows a little staring back at Sehun. Mina was known to be dating Chanyeol, on and off.

- “What about her?”

Chanyeol asked confused.

- “Didn't you guys just makeup or something?”

Your gaze turned towards Chanyeol, looking at him questioningly.

- “Dude that was a long time ago”

Sehun took a bite out of his food still staring down at Chanyeol.

- “Was it really? Didn't you ask her out like 3 weeks ago or something?”

Chanyeol immediately looked you with knitted eyebrows.

- “y-y/n”

You smiled softly.

- “It's okay, you don't have to explain me anything, I barely know you.”

Chanyeols face softened at what you just said, yeah, you guys didn't know each other that well but he had always had some sort of feelings for you. And he made sure to mention it to his friends, including Sehun.

- “y/n w-”

You stood up lightly.

- “Anyways, we start class in less than 5 minutes I need to go now. Thank you for keeping me company Chanyeol.”

You smiled sincerely towards him, and he smiled back showing off his beautiful pearly teeth.

- “I’ll see you later y/n?”

You nodded softly.

- “Why not-”

- “You're seriously going to hang out with this loser”

You rolled your eyes at Ji-hee.

- “Shut up Ji Hee”

Chanyeol said defensively. You chuckled lightly and left the cafeteria.

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*Sehuns POV*

I walked out of the lunch room, moving onto the next class, I just wanted the day to be done. I was walking through the corridors peacefully before a boy pulled me into the corner.

- “What the fu- Jongin?”

Jongin quickly took Sehun into an embrace, hugging my tight. Sehun was shocked, his eyes wide.

- “J- Jongin?”

Sehun looked down at the boy who had held onto him tighter than ever.

- “You stupid boy! How could you do that?! You ass!”

Jongin shoved Sehun into the wall clutching his white t shirt.

- “How could you lie to me and y/n! You bastard! You didn't have to fucking be friends with them just because you wanted to seem like the good guy! We could have protected y/n together, and how stupid could you get?! Ji hee, doesn't have the gut to do anything to y/n heck not unless you and I are standing beside her! So why did you have to be such an ignorant bitch and hurt her so much?! You said you would always be there for me, you said you would always be there for her! You fucking lied Sehun, you fucking lied!”

Jongin was panting, he was fisting into Sehun's collar. Sehun could feel tears threatening to fall down.

- “I-am-sorry I thought I was doing the best for you and y/n”

Jongin looked at the male in front of him” 

- “Sehun, you left her, you made her few weeks living hell. She cried everyday for you, she was so confused as to why you would do something like this. y/n loved you Sehun, and now she hates you. I am your friend, I am like your brother. But you just got yourself in a big mess dude, a mess you need to get yourself out off as soon as possible before anything else escalates.”

Sehun took a hold of kai's shoulder and started to sob quietly.

- “I’m sorry I... didn't know what to do, Jongin, oh god i am so sorry. Please forgive me I just, I just want y/n back, I want you back. I want the old times back. I miss you, please help me.”

Jongin immediately took the younger one into a tight embrace, patting his back in a soothing manner.

- “ I will help you, but y/n is the problem. She was really hurt when you left us, and she’s not ready to forgive you yet.”

Sehun nodded to his elder and hugged him back tighter.

- “ I’m sorry Jongin, I am so sorry”

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You were walking towards your locker, the school had finally ended and you were ready to get back home and just take a long hot shower. But of course, those dreams were shattered when your science teacher walked towards you.

- “Y/n! Hey I was just looking for you!”

You forced a smile and looked at her.

- “Hi miss, what can I help you with?”

- “I was wondering if you could do me a favor, see I have to meet up my son at the hospital, he is very sick. And I had promised one of my students that I would help him with his homework, but since you know all this came up…. I was wondering,”

You sighed.

- “You were hoping that I would help the student with the homework?”

You finished off her sentence trying to muster up the fakest smile. Your teacher smiles back at you with a slight nod, she looked guilty. Was the student that bad you though? You were just about to ask her about the student before she cut you off and ran as soon as possible. You shrugged your shoulder, throwing your backpack over your shoulders.

You walked towards the science room.

- “Okay, this student better not be-”

Your eyes widened.

- “Sehun?! W-what are you doing here?”

Sehun looked towards you with a sly smirk.

- “Shouldn't I be asking you that? y/n what are you doing here?”

You gripped the strap of your backpack tighter.

- “ The teacher asked me to help a student out, but since I can't see anyone, i’m just gonna go.”

You weren't dumb, you knew that Sehun was that student, but you just didn't want to have anything to do with him, you were so tired and so worn out that you couldn't bother with his shit.

- “You know, just because you hate me doesn't mean that I don't go to this school. That student that you are talking about is me.”

You sighed loudly.

- “So if you don't mind could you help me?”

- “Sehun-”

- “ You wouldn't want the teacher to know that you didn't do as she told you to do.”

You sighed in defeat and moved towards him.

- “Whatever, just, don't do anything stupid, I will help you out but right after you understand the homework I am leaving.”

He nodded amused, Sehun thought that you would just not give a fuck and leave him there stuck with this stupid ass question that he just doesn't understand. You sit beside sehun taking out your own pencil and notebook.

- “Okay so what do you need help with?”

You leaned in closer to take a look at the complicated equation.

- “Oh shit okay, so how far have you gotten?”

You put your hands on his desk looking at his work book. You were so incredibly close to him.

- “U-um well, I managed to write down the question number…”

You giggled lightly.

- “Well isn't that an accomplishment”

Sehun giggles back while shaking his head, his gaze diverted towards you, his lower lip stuck between his teeth. You couldn't help but stare at him he looked so beauti-

No Y/n don't get stuck into his irresistible beauty.

Your light cough brought Sehun back to reality.

- “So basically you just have to start off by dividing these two numbers”

Sehuns eyes were still piercing into you, and you were here absolutely flustered pretending not to feel his gaze.

- “y/n”

You stopped talking and looked at him questioningly.

- “Sorry, am I going too fast?”

You and Sehun were sharing gazes.

- “y/n”

His body came closer to yours and you froze on your spot.

- “Seh-”

You were taken aback when Sehun's soft plush lips landed on yours. Your eyes widened, you were shocked to say the least. Sehuns hands snaked at the small of your back pulling you into the kiss. His warmth that you missed so dearly, this moment you were waiting for so long. You gave into him, something you promised yourself you would never do. Your nails started to play with the small brown locks. Your tongues were clashing together, your bodies stuck to each other. You yelped when Sehun picked you up so that you were straddled onto his lap. The sound of tables and chairs falling over blended into the background. You didn't care, he didn't care, you both needed this, you both wanted this. You started to grind up on his lap in need, a small whimper came out of Sehun's lips, and you felt wet, you felt exposed, you felt blessed. You loved every bit of this, form him biting on your lips, leaving love marks on the crook of your neck. Pang! Reality hit you when you felt his hardness on your woman hood. You placed your hands on top of his hard chest and pushed him away harshly. Sehun looked at you with a confused look, his eyes hooded with slight lust visible. You looked back at him confused, frustrated, annoyed, you felt like crying, but most of all you wanted to feel his lips on yours, you wanted to touch him again. Sehun noticed the silence and he started to panic.

- “y/n.. No… please…. don't….leave me I beg you.”

- “Just like you did to me? Just like you left me?”

You looked at Sehun eyes filled with sadness.

- “y/n please, hear me out”

His hands snaked around you to hold you closer, to make sure you won't leave him.

- “ I know what happened between you and Ji Hee, don't worry, I know you wanted to protect me. But Sehun, you really did hurt me, you made me cry, you made me hate you. You made me feel like garbage, you made me feel things that I should never feel about someone I love.”

Sehuns eyes widened. Did he just hear that?

- “W-what?”

You looked at him placing your forehead against his, tears visible in your beautiful eyes.

- “I loved you, heck I still do, but you left me, just like you said you wouldn't.”

He was staring at you with awe, the girl he was in love with for years loves him back? Sehun knew that he had hurt you, something that he will never forgive himself for.

- “y/n I- I don't want you to go anywhere, please stay here…. please…. I love you more than anything in this world, Forgive me, I regret everything I have done I never wanted to hurt you, that’s the last thing I wanted to to. I just don't want anything to happen to you, I was scared, Ji Hee is a dangerous girl, you have seen what she has done to the other girls. I regret listening to her, I regret leaving you guys for them, I regret getting scared, I regret making you cry, I regret making you hate me. I am sorry… I am so fucking sorry”

Sehuns head hung low avoiding your gaze, although his hands were still tightly wrapped around you. You took a hold of his cheeks in your warm hands.

- “You’re so stupid sometimes Sehun.”

You smiled softly at him, Sehun leaned forward and placed his lips back onto yours. You responded to the kiss quickly. Your lips moving the way they did before.

- “Does that mean you forgive me”

Sehun asked into the kiss.

You pressed yourself harder against him.

- “ Surprisingly yes.”

You could feel his smile creeping into the kiss. Both of you leaned away from each other's lips, giggles, and smiles all over the place. You felt Sehun's long fingers trace the side of your neck and your gaze followed the spot.

- “Sehun ! Did you just give me a hickey”

Your wide eyes looked back at sehun while your lips left a small scoff. Sehun responded with a small shrug and grinned big.

- “At Least Chanyeol will know that you belong to me”

You flicked his forehead with your two fingers.

- “ I always have”

[kyohiba]

yi city trio swords spirits au

BUT IMAGINE XXCS SWORD N XYS SWORD???

May 25 FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

IM IN

i love those weapons having a soul and personality stuff 💯💯💯

lmao... what xxc's sword felt when he stabbed sl... :^)

yeeting patriarch WILL WE EVER GET OVER YI CITY ARC? NON

oOOOH NOOOOOOO I HADNT THOT OF THT

wow yi city is just angst on angst on angst no matter how u look at it

ssyifpfff🌙 imagine xxc sword all those years under xys care

May 25 me, as usual: How About Some Painnn? (in the history of japan video)

yeeting patriarch VOICE*

LMAO

ssyifpfff🌙 me: some happy bakery, no pain pls you: how about i do... anuwayyy~~

May 25 i basically throw the flour and eggs on the wall and unleash my Suffering Sword to attacc

but im Crying at how xxc's sword mustve felt about It All

HNNNNNN IMAGINE... XY'S SWORD BEING MORE... A REFLECTION OF HIS TRUE DEEPEST FEELINGS

yeeting patriarch NYEEHAW

ssyifpfff🌙 XYS SWORD WANTING TO INTERACT W XXCS

May 25 ssyifpfff🌙 cant rmmbr their names lmao

May 25 yeeting patriarch BUT XXC'S SWORD REFUSING HIM BECAUSE OF WHAT HIS MASTER DID

ssyifpfff🌙 also did xy use more xxcs sword thn his own?? how did xys sword feel abt tht? :(

May 25 me, a furry: imagine xy's sword having cat features

yeeting patriarch SADDDDDDDD

woke

ssyifpfff🌙 xys sword is his fursona send tweet

May 25 im imagining xy's sword to be just a sad boi

yeeting patriarch JGEMEODIGEBLEOSYBEKEPSYVELDO YELL

SAD CAT SWORD

n its funny bc the meaning of its name is like "ro bring destruction" or something and the sword itself is just. sad

"master pls dont kill those p- oh no"

ssyifpfff🌙 "master pls dont fight w daozhang- oh dang"

May 25 yeeting patriarch *ears down sadly* master........

ssyifpfff🌙 xys swrod seein xue yang fall apart after xxc dies.................

May 25 yeeting patriarch HEEHEE

ssyifpfff🌙 xxc sword seein it too n Realizing

May 25 yeeting patriarch imagine if xxc's sword's personality is kinda the opposite of his

ssyifpfff🌙 xxc sword is just a big bastard lmao

May 25 yeeting patriarch IM LIVING FOR IT

like... he takes soooooooo long to Understand & Realize how xy truly feels

since the boy is a mess it is indeed hard to figure out if u dont pay attention to the details

yeeting patriarch and he also takes too long to notice the sadness xy's sword carries (openly, in his master's place)

hes so blinded by anger for so long

yeeting patriarch fukc i wanna remember the swords names

hold on

xxcs is Shuanghua

ssyifpfff🌙 and xys is Jiangzai

May 25 saved for future reference due to bad memory

shuanghua and jiangzai...

what about song lan's?

me: *makes it poly even with the swords*

yeeting patriarch i cnat resist

song lans has such a pretty name, its Fuxue

ssyifpfff🌙 and it means To brush away snow

May 25 fuxue... cute

yeeting patriarch i love the meanings

ssyifpfff🌙 fuxue is the glue tht keeps Shuanghua from assassinating jiangzai

May 25 yeeting patriarch IFEBKSUZGJEOZYIS FAVE

ssyifpfff🌙 fuxue is the voice of reason uwu

May 25 yeeting patriarch lmao unexpectedly but expectedly we suddenly started a sword au

ssyifpfff🌙 we cant help ourselves uwuwuw

May 25 fuxue's personality... how can he be like

jiangzai is sad kitten

shuanghua is angery bastard

yeeting patriarch we need something that mirrors song lan

song lan is like very low key, mayb his sword is super extravagant

omg mayb his sword is a wise drunk

ssyifpfff🌙 fuxue: *downs a bottle of wine* reality is a social concept

May 25 IGRNSOXYGEMSLDYKS IM YELLING

this is funny but i need Angst

yeeting patriarch not even their swords escape my paws

tht why fuxue is the voice of reason, when Shuanghua is blinded by hate towards jiangzai n its master fuxue has to come in like *rafiki voice* "no..... look Harder"

ssyifpfff🌙 but fuxue cant always be all brains n reason, i suppose it feels complicated towards Shuanghua bc well....................

May 25 yeeting patriarch bc he fucken pierced his master

ssyifpfff🌙 right

May 25 idk how to explain myself i have 2 braincells but. i picture fuxue w the kinda personality tht just accepts what happens ans Sees deeper but at the same time feels a lot, so fuxue must feel strange bein around 2 swords tht hurt song lan.... bc jiangzai cut song lans tongue lmao

ssyifpfff🌙 wow im stanning fuxue out of nowhere in this chillis tonite

May 25 HV3NSIDYVENLSUSGJW IM LOVING THIS

yeeting patriarch im a jiangzai stan bc how could I not

yeeting patriarch but i see ur point and love it...

fuxue Understands what they didnt isnt exactly their fault but he cant help that complicated feeling

and upon seeing the Extremes each are, he Has To be the voice of reasonm ?*

yeeting patriarch jiangzai im so sorry i turned u into big depresso

YESS he sees tht neither of the other two have the emotional maturity to try and move forward so he has to push down whatever way he feels and Be tht mature sword

it makes sm sense for jiangzai to be Depresso Esspresso

and it makes sm sense for Shuanghua to be a repressed bastard

ssyifpfff🌙 from like, everything xxc respressed thru the years

May 25 RIGHT

yeeting patriarch it reminded me of what wuxian had said about wen ning

RIGHT???

ssyifpfff🌙 not sure how swords work but i assume they have some deep connection w their masters souls? isk

May 25 yeeting patriarch well it's such a magical word so i suppose the weapons do have some sort of connection to their masters cores

yeeting patriarch ANYWYA, THE SCENARIO:

yeeting patriarch imagine one day shuanghua losing it... worse than usual... and snapping at jiangzai and he is like head hung low during mostly the entire thing but then he suddenly interrupts both shuanghua and fuxue (who was trying to make shuanghua stop) and yells. for some reason i picture jiangzai being soft spoken and quiet. and he yells at them "I DIDN'T WANT TO DO ANY OF THAT! BUT MY MASTER... HE... HE..." then the explosion kinda dies out and he continues "neither did he want it, but he didn't understand it..."

JIANGZAI DESPERATE FOR OTHERS TO SEE THT HIS MASTER NEEDS EMOTIONLA SUPPORT

ssyifpfff🌙 xue yang @ jiangzai: 'mam thts my emotional support cat sword

May 25 fuxue prob stays silent and evaluates the situation and shuanghua wants to storm out (can he?? can the swords just leave?? lmao)

n after a while fuxue goes to talk w jiangzai and asks him to explain everything he can abt xue yang

ssyifpfff🌙 "we're all under his care now, he need to know him" (this would b during tht time xue yang kept song lan as a fierce corpse

May 25 i imagine the swords selves being like... spiritual? to humans, ofc. but they can touch, hit and etc each other

and i guess they could "leave" within a determined space? as long they arent being used in battle

yeeting patriarch like if they're inside a building they can go to other rooms

yeeting patriarch im sobbing so much at the thought of jiangzai explaining to fuxue what he can about xue yang. parts of xue yang the man himself doesnt know how to face and understand

ssyifpfff🌙 but jiangzai Knows bc hes connected to xue yangs core........... im weak

May 25 ssyifpfff🌙 and fuxue sees tht jiangzai is sincere when he says xue yang didnt really want to do all tht he just felt he had to other path to walk, no second chances

May 25 he explains bits of xue yang's past and how the incidents that occurred during his early years shaped him into being that way

yeeting patriarch that they worsened his nature

and that mostly of all xue yang didn't know how to face his emotions with sincerity. because he couldn't understand the essence of some things for not having properly experienced them when he was growing. that at this point, his self was already too hardened

and how much it saddens jiangzai

yeeting patriarch most of all he explains he does not excuse his master's actions, but he does understand why he does things in his messed up way

jiangzai goodest boy

im sure fuxue would at least try to understand, like at least he ha sthe interest in learning abt their new keeper

ssyifpfff🌙 but shuanghua would take far longer

24h 24 hours ago yeeting patriarch fuxue: adapt to survive

since it was xue yangs actions tht led to xxc to stab himself w his own sword

ssyifpfff🌙 shuanghua must have a lot of guilt somehow even tho its not his fault

24h 24 hours ago yeeting patriarch he directs it all into jiangzai since he cant... yell at xue yang

it was so much harder for make him see deeper into the factors

yeeting patriarch took so much longer for him TO START to let some stuff in and analyze it

that's why mostly jiangzai just... accepts shuanghua's outbursts? he feels responsible for his master's actions even though he has no power nor influence over him

yeeting patriarch but that one day he yelled the boi was going thru so much accumulated shit so he exploded back

got shuanghua all shooketh

shuanghuas wig flew

mabybe he was sneaky listening to fuxue n jiangzai talking

ssyifpfff🌙 and at first even if he cant bring himself to even have a smallest bit of sympathy towards xy, at least he can start to see tht his masters actions were beyond jiangzai, and he couldnt do anything abt them

24h 24 hours ago yeeting patriarch lmao he surely sneakily listened to the talk the other two had

yeeting patriarch he starts to soften bit by bit, slowly, towards jiangzai

SOFT IDEA FOR SOME WARMTH

yeeting patriarch what if the swords "spirits" can interact with animals?

[bts-is-my-life-as-always]

Namjoon scenario to fighting with you and breaking up.

So I’m in a mood to write angst stuff, I guess this is my break from studying cause honestly I can’t study anymore, like my brain is shrivelled up and eating itself, anyways that’s enough of me ranting, hope you enjoy~~

I’ll write one for every member, cause I can’t leave any of them out, buttttttt, they’ll all be uploaded on different days.

ANYWYAS enjoy (I’ll really go now lool)

(Credits to gif owner, and disclaimer, it’s a fluff ending soooooooooo, Yeah)

Rapmon was so overwhelmed with producing new music for bangtans new comeback, no matter how good everyone said it was, he wanted it to be perfect, knowing full well that he’ll be away from you, it had been 7 days, not a single call or a single message, you started to wonder if he even remembered you.

The door turned open at 2 in the morning, namjoon trying so hard to stay quiet,

“Well isn’t it nice that my boyfriend suddenly decides to show up”

You didn’t really know why you spat that out, only that you should’ve hugged him, or kissed him or really anything other than starting a fight.

“Wow, Y/N what’s up with the passive aggressiveness, calm down.”

“Calm down? You haven’t called nor texted me for the past 7 days, a full week, I thought you died and no one decided to let me know”

“I was busy, it wasn’t like I was playing around, I can’t help it”

“So when your busy your phone disappears for a whole week? Namjoon you could’ve texted me, just one word, a single letter anything to say you still cared”

You didn’t know why you continued, you just knew that you needed to get your thoughts out, or this relationship wouldn’t go anywhere, emphasis on the knew.

“Y/N I wouldn’t have started to date you if I knew you needed this much attention from me, Jesus, let me breath”

You started to question yourself, ‘were you a burden to him’ ‘were you asking for that much?’

You looked around your apartment, at all the memories you shared with him, but at this moment not a single one could make you feel happy.

“I don’t need your attention” you breathed coldly, dating you for long enough meant that he read you like a book, you were at this very moment, cold.

“Y/N, I didn’t me...”

“No, that’s exactly what you meant, I don’t need your attention to live, you know the 7 days without you, felt like hell, but now I realise the only hell would be me staying here with you”

Namjoon hearing the tone in your voice that he’d never heard before, scared of losing you, the one person he loved and cared for so much.

“Y/N I think the both of us are tired, let’s go sleep, let’s stop fighting, I’m sorry”

You looked down, knowing how many countless fights between the two of you ended just like this one, him apologising but not sounding sincere more like trying to get you to shut up.

“I get it namjoon, I make you feel tired, I’m the burden in your life, I’m sorry, I’ll leave” you spoke there were no tears involved while you spoke,

“No that’s not what I meant, god damn it, stop twisting this”

“Namjoon, let’s stop” your words fell and stabbed his heart

“What? Come on Y/N you can’t be serious, please tell me your not serious, I’m sorry I really am, please”

The more he said sorry, the more you just wanted to leave, and never return.

“No namjoon, I think this is where we part, I think this is the end of our story”

“Stop it, just please stop” he reached out to hug you, to feel your heartbeat against his, you stepped backwards, shaking your head from side to side,

“Please, let me go, well both be able to breath again” namjoon Just stared, he followed your every step, the way you grabbed a bag from the wardrobe and shoved your things in, your clothes, your make up everything, he held onto your arms like a tiny lost puppy, as you turned to the door he clung onto any feeling that you had left of him, “please, don’t leave me here”

You shoved him off, turning to see his wet eyes, “good bye namjoon” with that you walked out, leaving him devastated on the floor, every inch of his heart hurting, nothing making sense to him anymore.

He kept calling, he kept trying, he would do anything to get a hold of you, he was a mess, he couldn’t produce music, suga would take over, and you were still nowhere in site, he would find anything that represented you, anything would do, anything that smelt like you, the hoodie that you once wore, with a strong scent left, the only thing he’d carry around with him everywhere.

He would leave a bunch of voice mails just explaining his day,

“Hey Y/N I’m sorry babe” or

“Y/N I walked past your favourite coffee shop today, I thought I saw you, where are you, I miss you so much” or sometimes a simple.

“I love you”

3 months later~

You would open every single one of them, listening to them, honestly saying you didn’t miss him would be a lie, you were locked away at your best friends house, you were visibly thinner, you weren’t trying to get thinner, it just happened.

Your best friend helping you rebuild the wall, she set you up on dates, but each time you came back, you locked yourself up and cried, you were not strong, but you didn’t want to break anymore, but today, was the day you met your new date, he requested to meet at the coffee shop that you and namjoon first met, as usual, you received namjoon’s good morning texts and voicemails, you got up, and dressed, you were glowing on the outside, so the darkening inside would stay hidden, hidden away so you don’t feel anymore pain.

You arrived at the date, ten minutes early, seeing familiar faces, and then seeing your date, “Hey are you dan?”

“You must be Y/N then hey, you look gorgeous” you hadn’t heard that word in a while, you both exchanged a formal handshake, when namjoon came up to you that day in the coffee shop, he just simply smiled, you sat down with your coffee, and you started to talk.

Saying that you didn’t enjoy talking to him for 4 hours would be a lie, you didn’t know time flew that fast, that was until the sound of the door opening made your attention drain towards the door, what you didn’t expect to see was a namjoon, fully covered from head to toe, you thought ‘that clothing choice makes it more obvious pabo’ you continued talking to dan, knowing that it didn’t matter anymore, he didn’t care.

As soon as namjoon walked in, he knew that voice so well, he looked over and saw you, at that very moment he wanted to run to you and hug you, and whisper his pleas for you to never leave him, but when he looked closer you were with some other guy, the feeling or more like the mere thought of you already moving on, made his heart ache, he decided to sit by a table right next to you, maybe just watch you, the smile on your face only making him grow more jealous, you never smiled like that, maybe he did trap you.

You looked over at him, he looked so tired, so hurt, maybe he cared, you thought.

“Hey Y/N, I have to go, I’ll be sure to call you later, do you want me to drop you off?”

“No I’m going to stay here for a bit, maybe work on getting through my pile of emails”

“Sure, so I’ll be seeing you soon?”

You smiled as a response and he left, you felt the familiar feeling of loneliness wash over you again, you sat there, listening to music, not paying much attention to anyone, you walked out knowing that namjoon would follow you.

“Y/N? Can we talk?”

“We’ve got nothing to talk about, I thought we finished?”

“Yeah that’s what you thought, I think different, I didn’t say yes”

“Well I don’t have anything else to say”

He grabbed you and pulled you back to your house,

“Namjoon let go, my arms hurt, where are we going, NAMJOON?!!??”

You knew where he was taking you, he was taking you back home, you missed his touch, you missed his voice, “NAMJOON”

“Y/N please stop screaming, we’re going home that’s all we’re doing”

“Namjoon, that’s not my house, my house is where I live no...”

“No, don’t say it, please don’t say it, please, I don’t want to, I can’t, they say the home is where the heart is, my heart is always with you”

“Namjoon.... your heart isn’t here”

“No, stop it, please, I love you, why doesn’t that solve it now, it was fine months ago, and now it can’t be done, and now this isn’t enough?” You looked into his eyes, he looked so desperate, like if you broke free, he’ll forever be just that much miserable, so you hugged him back, just maybe you could stay like that forever.

So the rest is up to your imagination, hope you enjoyed, and the others will soon be out, I’m Just prewriting a bunch because I’ll be gone for exams, and I didn’t want to leave anyone dry and hanging.

Request away and bye~~~

[bts-is-my-life-as-always]

Just a little more pt.3

Pairing: jungkook X reader

Genre: angst (decided to make 2 endings for this, cause I’m indecisive)

Parts:  pt1 pt2 pt3 pt4 pt5 pt6 pt7 pt8 pt9

So this is also not the last part of Just a little more, honestly I’m liking where this is going so far, but maybe cause it just looks sooo nice in my head, anyways happy reading~

A year in Harvard seemed to go by very quickly, by now you had a very large following, most people loving you for being so strong, the past year you had made so much friends and one in particular always had your back, you had also matured a lot faster than everyone else, you were more used to wearing makeup for when you have an interview, and so you had a full team of makeup artists and hairstyles always by your side, honestly, sometimes you wondered yourself if you were a celebrity or an artist, but that didn’t matter to you anymore, you were one of the youngest, and Tomorrow was the day you go back to Seoul, the day that you return, but it didn’t scare you as it did a year ago, you were returning with your friend, thankfully he was korean too, he was majoring in music, and he made you happy, so you insisted he came with you.

“Hey Y/N you sure your fine, your really pale”

“We’re in the sky, I hate the sky, it makes me puke”

“Hey, don’t puke on me, this shirt is new, and it’s expensive”

“Do you know what else is expensive? Everything else your wearing and using”

He just chuckled and so did you.

Being that famous meant that you had all the money in the world, your agency that was relocated to Korea for you, were already there, they had your home ready, just the way you like it, and your friend was going to live with you until you felt comfortable enough to live by yourself.

To say you didn’t miss korea and the food was a lie, so as soon as you landed, you spotted your fans crowded around the barriers but also that, if all the security wasn’t there, it would take almost and hour to get through them so you were extremely glad they were all there, you got into the van,

“Y/N, welcome back to korea, how’s it so far?”

“It’s fine, hey could you drop us by some sort of restaurant, we haven’t eaten anything in hours”

“We cant just drop you, were going to have to come with you guys”

“Fine, but can we just go eat already, I can’t do anything when I’m hungry”

The restaurant that they chose was quiet, mostly because they booked you the whole thing, except one table that couldn’t be moved, so there were extra guards, guarding you, you were happily chatting with your friend and shoving steak down your throat when you heard a very familiar yet very foreign voice.

“Y/N? OMG is that you?”

You turned around, curious towards who was calling your name while you were eating,

“Jungkook... ummm hi? What are you... are you the table that was booked and couldn’t be moved?”

“I guess I was I mean, how have you been? I haven’t seen you in how long?”

“A year”

You could feel your friend eyeing you, basically saying what the fuck but with his eyes.

“Oh jungkook say hi to my best friend hyunwoo, and hyunwoo say hi to, jungkook”

They both exchanged their greetings, and jungkook rushed to his table where his parents were waiting,

“I don’t like him”

“What? Who? Jungkook? I don’t believe you, you don’t like anyone”

“I like you, but he looks like a dick”

“Hey, were in a fancy restaurant, mind ur language son”

“Fine mom”

You both went back to joking and laughing together, why is it that, when jungkook sees you, your with someone else, and why are you laughing so loudly with him?

The day after was hectic, you and hyunwoo were getting your hair and makeup done at 7:30 in the morning, and had a full course meal, it had become a habit where if you were the slightest bit hungry, you couldn’t focus, your manager drove you to school, the guards were not allowed in school, so they waited parked outside and gave both you and hyunwoo a button to press if any of you were in danger, you walked in with hyunwoo by your side and your manager beside him, the three of you went straight into the principles office, letting him know you were here.

“So Y/N, your finally here, one of the finest students of Seoul arts school(I made that up, I don’t know if they actually exist, lol)”

“It’s my honour.” Really in your mind, you were thinking of ways to ruin this school and run it down to its grounds, your manager knew of your past, he sternly demanded the principle

“And hopefully this top student doesn’t get treated like dirt, if she gets hurt at all, you’ll have to pay”

The principle froze, “yes of course, our school is awfully welcoming”

He got the awful part right, but not the welcoming part.

You walked down the hall and into your class with hyunwoo, it was a class full of elites, and 7 of them being the members of bts,

“Alright class, today we have 2 new students, please welcome Y/N and hyunwoo”

They all clapped, what a bunch of fakes, it made your blood boil to know that they were faking all that smile, just because being sued by you would cost their whole family and their relatives to go bankrupt, “Y/N, hyunwoo why don’t you introduce yourselves”

She also smiled, making you gag, the first thing your doing when you get home is to tell your manager to Change your home room teacher, she walked straight past you when they all bullied you.

“My names Y/N I went to study arts in Harvard for the last year”

“My names hyunwoo, I studied music in Harvard with Y/N”

“That’s nice isn’t it? Now Y/N there’s a seat next to jungkook and hyunwoo there’s a seat next to taehyung”

“Sorry miss me and hyunwoo would like to be a pair, if that doesn’t bother you”

It wasn’t a request it was more of a command, now she was the ant trying to crawl up on the sides and beg for help.

“Can’t you just sit one infront and the other behind?”

“I clearly requested all of this before I got into school,” annoyance evident in your voice,

“No problem then, how about jungkook move one seat forward and next to taehyung and then you two can sit at the back, now that’s all from me, continue”

The teacher left, you got to your seat, hyunwoo made sure the seat and table was not messed with, you getting hurt at this moment would ruin everything, you could hear all the chatter between the students.

“Hyunwoo, it’s fine, I’ll live don’t worry.”

“I don’t like any of them, not even the teachers, so don’t loose sight of me, okay?”

“Okay” you Just smiled at him and sat, as soon as you sat down all the girls in your ‘elite’ class started to crowd around you.

You had developed some sort of trauma, when a group of people crowded around you, it bought that fear out of you, you started to get really annoyed, having been so close to you for the past year, he knew when you felt uncomfortable.

“Can you all back off, we’re not really welcoming you all crowding around her desk like that, have you ever seen a fan ever get close to her”

They all moved away as if knowing what was going on,

“Hey, hyun, don’t you have piano practice to go to?”

“I moved it to when we have lessons, so I don’t leave you here without any sort of protection”

The quiet jungkook that hadn’t said a word since your arrival turns around.

“Long time no talk Y/N”

This made your heart grow with butterflies, jungkook even talking to you made you this nervous.

So I’m going to finish this part here because it’s already really long, hope you enjoyed, ANYWYAS byeeeeeee