#because goddammit jin's not gonna die ;-;

[future-trigger]

Can you go more in depth on how you think the 19year old group would react to jin's kidnapping? It's been so long since I've read world trigger that I've forgotten most everyone's ages/group dynamics outside the main cast (it makes me sad thinking about how yotaro would take it)

There are so many great dynamics among the characters, and even though there's such an abundance and obviously I have favorites, I still think it's an incredible feat that Ashihara has been able to humanize every single one of these characters to such a high degree. The fact that all of these Border agents are such good friends with each other outside of their own squads makes it all seem so much more like one big family and I really love that!

The 19-year-old group is my favorite because they're such DORKS. Jin and Arashiyama are my favorite characters on their own, but knowing how much sillier they get when they're with the other three just... makes my heart swell. And just knowing that Jin has a core group of close friends outside of Tamakoma makes me so happy. ;-; He really needs that and before knowing about how close this group actually is, I was worried that he didn't have a close-knit group of pals so I'm just really happy that he has that.

SO HAHA LET'S BREAK THEM WITH SOME ANGST NOW

Yuba would probably just... be mad. He'd be irritable about everything and snap at the others and possibly even berate Jin himself for getting himself into such a mess. But of course, on the inside, he'd be bottling his very real concern, and I could see him go to blow up on one of the others but eventually melt and give it up. He'd probably be exasperated and depressed and unsure what to do.

Ikoma would definitely be the most emotional of the bunch. I think he'd be kind of confused about the situation and what to make of it, but he wouldn't try to hide away his depression. He'd be less talkative than normal, far less silly and carefree. I think he just wouldn't really know what to do with himself.

Kakizaki would be the one trying to keep the others afloat. He'd say reassuring things like "he's going to be okay" or "we're going to get him back." Deep down, of course, he'd also be feeling that dread and concern, but I think he'd be able to keep face the best of the group. He'd pretty much be the one trying to offer comfort in whatever way he could manage, despite also hurting himself.

Arashiyama would take it the hardest and I could see him just becoming lost. He and Jin have known each other the longest and are the closest, and Arashiyama obviously cares about Jin and his well-being a LOT. He'd be scared over what might be happening to Jin, what he might be going through at that exact moment. He'd retreat inside of himself because even though Arashiyama is confident and outspoken and reliable, he's also incredibly prone to worry and very fragile when it comes to his loved ones. He'd lose that sparkle in his eye and the glow around him would fade. He might feel angry at himself for not being able to stop it. I could just see him hitting a wall, probably one that he hadn't expected and wasn't prepared for at all.

They'd be there for each other, though. And when Jin comes home, a bit battered and bruised but still the Jin they know and love, they'd celebrate by going on a trip to Kyoto, to replace the one that they'd had to cancel when their friend was taken from them.

[threeletterslife]

04 | Illegirl

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→ summary: Excelling in every school subject, acing every math test and conquering the academic world is something you do as easily as breathing. As your residential social outcast nerd, you live rather as a recluse, talking to almost no one except for your dear ol’ cousin and that sweet boy in a few of your classes—Jungkook? was that his name? Befriending your ʰᵒᵗ AP stats teacher was the last thing on your high school senior agenda…

→ genre: 90% fluff, 8% crack, 2% angst | teacher!au & f2l!au

→ warnings: profanity again, mentions of depression and physical abuse, mentions of sharing a bed (because jimin is freaky) & pretty bad pms-ing

→ wordcount: 7.4k

You walk into Jimin's classroom, as usual, setting down your backpack as you prepare to wait for a couple of hours for your teacher to finish grading tests.

"Hey, Y/N," Jimin says as you sit down at your desk. He grins happily at you. "I actually finished grading everything for once, so I was thinking we could go and grab something to drink. It's my treat since I feel bad for always making you wait after school for me."

"Really?" you say, excited. "Then can we go to that new coffee shop? Wattbucks was it? It's a bit far from here, but I hope that's fine."

You had purposely suggested a place far away from your school, afraid of any of your peers seeing you grab a drink with your teacher. That would surely raise some suspicion to gossipy, hormonal teenagers.

Jimin nods to your relief. "Yeah, I think it was called Wattbucks. Let's go, I could use a good latte."

"I'm gonna totally tease Jin. He's always wanted to learn latte art," you laugh as you get up from your seat and swing your backpack over your shoulder.

Your friend laughs as he opens the classroom door for you to get out first. "I'm not surprised. That cousin of yours loves anything food-related. I think that's where you got it, Y/N the hog."

You slap his shoulder.

After spending more time picking a drink than you spend taking your math tests, you finally decide on a cute aesthetic one that claims to come with a heart latte art.

"I'll have the same as her," Jimin tells the barista.

"Copycat," you murmur as your teacher pays for the drinks.

"Am not," Jimin murmurs back as both of you choose a nice, warm seat in the corner of the cafe. "I wanted the heart-shaped latte too! You just ordered first."

You roll your eyes dramatically. "Fine, fine," you sigh as you adjust your seat on the plush cushion set beneath you. "This place is so nice."

"Does Jin not take you out often?" Jimin asks as he stretches back comfortably. "I should take you to WattDonald's sometime—it has a nicer interior design."

"No, he insists eating at home is much healthier or some shit," you sigh, then you frown, processing the other half of Jimin's words. "Wait, are you telling me you literally judge cafes by their interior design?" you ask.

"Why not?"

"I don't know... because you go to cafes to eat? Not see?" you say sarcastically.

Jimin laughs. "If you're going to eat, might as well eat someplace nice, right?"

You snort. "I'm no queen. I can eat in a dumpster and still be happy that I'm eating," you remark.

"Y/N the hog," Jimin whispers, grinning mischievously at you.

"Hey!" you shout, slamming your hands on the table.

Jimin only laughs. "Calm down!" he says between his laughter. "I was joking!"

You're still seething when a waitress practically skips over and hands you and Jimin your matching drinks.

Immediately you forget your dispute with Jimin as your eyes turn wide in wonder. "Oh, it's so pretty!" you coo at the drink. The cream-colored coffee cup to the elegant heart etched into the foam—it was all so beautiful.

Jimin nods, admiring his drink as well.

"Jin's going to die when I send him a picture of this!" you say as you fish out your phone and start to snap pictures of the rather photogenic cup of latte.

It doesn't take long before Jimin starts to photobomb, making silly faces in the background of your aesthetic pictures. "Jimin!" you whine. "Jokes on you, I'm sending the ugliest picture of you with the latte to Jin!"

Jimin shrugs. "As long as Jin doesn't post it, I'm fine."

"I'll tell him to," you say, evilly.

"My best friend wouldn't betray me like that."

"My favorite cousin wouldn't betray me like either," you say. "He'll post it!"

You quickly text Jin the picture.

You look up from your phone to see Jimin talking to the waitress.

"Yes! We've been dating for three years now," Jimin says, suddenly putting an arm around you.

"Wha—" you say, shocked out of your mind. Was he drunk again? But drunk from a latte? Was that even scientifically possible?

"Thank you so much for offering us a free couple's mini cake," Jimin tells the waiter, squeezing your shoulder.

OhhhHhhHh. You catch on. You want that complimentary cake.

You nod. "Three years strong!" you giggle.

"Oh, how adorable!" the waitress squeals, "I'll get you two the cake! Would you like a photo afterward? Even your lattes match!"

"Yes please," you say. "My cousin would want to see a picture of us."

Jimin nods, catching on. "Jin, that rascal. I've always told him to find a girl of his own."

The waitress laughs. "Oh, how adorable!" she repeats, "I'll get the mini cake!" And with that, she disappears into the kitchen.

You start to laugh. "Jimin, what the hell?"

"What? Free food!" his whispers in your ear.

You forget his arm was around you until he takes it away, the warm imprint still hovering over you.

The waitress comes back in a flash, holding a small, aesthetically pleasing cake. She places it smack in the middle of the table, as Jimin snakes his arm around your waist to play couple again.

You hand the waitress your phone, which she gladly takes. "Keep posing!" she says as she starts to snap photos repeatedly.

You and Jimin rotate from smiling to silly faces to pouty faces, but the waitress just won't stop with the pictures. Finally, she pauses, putting your phone down a bit.

"Only your faces look different, move your bodies!" she urges. "Kiss! It'll look adorable!"

You and Jimin give each other looks.

Oh shit.

"Oh no, we're completely fine," Jimin says as you nod in agreement.

The waitress scrunches her eyebrows. "A couple, huh?" she says. That's when it occurs to you that now you two are a suspicious couple.

Okay, but since when did couples have to kiss on demand??

"Let's just do it for the picture, Jimin," you say.

Jimin whirls on you, giving you a panicked look, but he quickly replaces it with a smile, nodding. "Okay Y/N, whatever you say."

"Adorable!" the waitress squeals.

You're starting to think this woman is the most annoying person ever.

With a bit of hesitation, you and Jimin turn to each other, Jimin cupping your face with his warm hands as you naturally sling your arms around his shoulders. He doesn't even look nervous as he habitually licks his full lips. You, on the other hand, knew you are beet red and you look a bit nervous as you both lean into each other, lips inching closer and closer. This just reminds you of the first time you'd kissed your teacher...

No, Y/N!

You almost feel bad, wondering if Jimin actually thought you'd kiss him. With only an inch to spare before your lips would meet, you jump back, laughing.

"Jiminie!" you whine. "Your breath stinks!"

"It does not!" Jimin shouts defensively before realizing your save. "Okay fine, I forgot my mint today."

The waitress laughs. "Even more adorable!" she says, not even suspecting a thing. "I took a picture of you two just about to kiss though!"

"Let me guess," you say. "It's adorable."

The annoying waitress nods. "How'd you guess?" she says as she happily hands back your phone.

"I had a hunch," you reply.

"Okay, well, I'll leave you two to finish up your adorable date!" the waitress sings as she practically skips away.

You turn to Jimin. "That's a fuckload of trouble you almost got us in, Jiminie," you say.

Your teacher laughs. "The save of the century brought to you by Y/N," he jokes. "God, I almost thought we had to reenact that time I was dru—"

"Oh shut up," you say, nudging Jimin, feeling your face turn red. "That was not appropriate."

"Whatever," Jimin chuckles. "Now what are you going to do with those couple photos we just took?" he teases. "Blackmail me?"

You perk up. "Wow, that's actually a good idea," you tease back. "I'll keep them—you know, for memories."

"Good idea."

"And maybe send them to Jin."

"Goddammit," you breathe as you stand helplessly outside your house. Jimin had just dropped you off and you were pretty sure he had driven away by now. You were screwed. Being your dumb self, you had forgotten your house keys and now you were locked out of the house. "Shit," you breathe. "This is just swell."

"Everything all right?" a familiar voice calls from behind. You whirl around, surprised to see Jimin watching you from his car.

"What are you still doing here?" you ask, frowning slightly as you start to walk up to your teacher's car.

"I always watch until you're inside your house," Jimin says, "just in case something were to happen. I thought you knew."

"Uh, no," you say, your brows creasing.

"Well, now you do." Jimin shrugs, quickly changing the topic. "Now what's the problem?"

You sigh, rolling your eyes at yourself. "Being the dumbass that I am, I locked myself out of my house."

Jimin chuckles, his eyes scrunching up cutely as usual. "Wow, I can't believe you're my best student. Get in the car, I guess you can stay at my house."

You freeze. "Uh, you sure?" you say. "Won't I bother you or something?"

But it was more like: Holy fuck am I really going to consider staying over at my teacher's house?? These days, other girls in your grade were busy staying over at guys' houses that were in their age range doing who knows what. You? Not so much.

"Nah, you won't be a bother," Jimin says surely. "It's always nice to have company."

As genuine as your friend sounds, you're still a bit skeptical. After all, it is your teacher's house... Mentally, you thank God that it's Friday. You don't want to imagine the awkwardness if you went to school the next day in the same clothes as before, all the while pulling up in Jimin's car. You shudder slightly at the thought.

But you also kinda have no choice.

"Okay... then," you say hesitantly as Jimin smiles and reaches over to open the car door for you. You clumsily climb back into his car. "Thanks, uh, I guess."

It feels a bit weird at first to step foot into Jimin's house. It's rather larger than you've imagined a teacher's house to be, but you can still tell that it's a cozy place.

"Make yourself at home," Jimin says, gesturing towards his commodious abode. "You can take the bed later, I'll sleep on the couch."

You nod. "Uh, yeah, thanks."

Goddammit. Is it just me or is this fucking awkward?

"Hey, do you usually cook?" you ask, hoping to brush off some awkwardness.

"Not really. I get takeout," Jimin answers. "But I think I have ramen somewhere if you don't wanna go out."

"Ooh, yes!" you say, never a girl to pass up ramen, or food in general. "It's just that... I don't really know how to cook it. When Jin said I can't cook for shit, he meant it," you confide, shrugging.

Jimin shrugs too. "Me neither. But how hard can it be?"

Your jaw drops. "Maybe we should get takeout then. I don't want to burn your house down or something," you say as Jimin makes his way to his spacy kitchen.

"Nah," your teacher answers as he rummages through his kitchen cabinets and fishes out two packs of ramen. "Like I said, how hard can it be?" Instinctively, Jimin rips both packs open, takes out the important contents and tosses the bags away.

"Shouldn't we use the directions you just trashed?" you ask, crossing your arms over your chest and frowning.

"It's fine, Y/N," Jimin says, waving his hand. "It's just ramen, how hard can it be?" Your teacher pulls out a large pot and fills it three-quarters with water. "Do you think this is enough?"

You squint at the water sloshing again the pot, scrutinizing the amount. "I dunno. Maybe you should put a bit more just in case. More doesn't hurt, right?"

"Right." Jimin fills the pot with water to the brim. "I think this is alright."

You nod. "Yeah. I'm pretty sure I've seen Jin boil the water first."

"Do you know how long he boils it?" Jimin asks as he places the pot on the stove and turns it on in one swift move.

"Not really... But I remember he told me once you need bubbles in the water," you reply as you examine the water carefully.

"Like this?" Jimin asks as he cautiously points at minuscule bubbles forming around the ring of the pot.

You squint. "Those are some tiny-ass bubbles. But they're bubbles nonetheless," you say, chuckling slightly.

"See? I told you. This is easy," Jimin chuckles. "And fast," he adds. "Now we add in the ramen."

"Yup," you say. "Logically, we should let it cook for a while."

"So... thirty minutes?"

"Exactly what I was thinking."

But thirty minutes later, something didn't look quite right.

"Um, Jimin, is the water supposed to spill out from the sides?" you inquire, tapping your teacher's shoulder.

"No, shit, Y/N!" Jimin screams, as he dashes over to the overflowing pot and starts an attempt to turn the fire off. However, that was definitely not a good idea, especially since the steaming water was pouring down on the sides of the pot. "Ah, fuck!" your teacher shouts. "That's hot!" Jimin waves his red hand away.

"God, Jimin, you okay?" you shriek as you rush over and get a rag to safely turn the stove off.

"Yeah. Yeah," Jimin brushes your question off, covering his hurt hand with his good one.

"Get some ice," you say as you try to fan away the smoke that was now making its way up to the smoke detectors. "Ah, shit," you say, just as the fire alarm goes off.

Jimin, icing his bright red hand falls to the floor in frustration as the annoying alarm makes an atrocious racket.

Fuck my life.

"Don't just sit there! Help me open the windows!" you scream at your teacher as you jump around the house, opening every window and every door you spy. Soon, Jimin's sprinting around with you, helping you with the task.

Several minutes later, the blasted fire alarm stops beeping. You and Jimin collapse on the floor side by side, breathing hard and looking dazed.

"We are never cooking again," you sigh, rubbing your forehead. "How's your hand?" you ask your teacher, looking over at him.

"Nothing that'll scar," Jimin says, rubbing ice on his hand. "God, I didn't know cooking ramen would actually be hard. I'm sorry."

You laugh. "No hard feelings. It wasn't your fault."

"Technically, it's a good thing all of this happened because I think I bought that ramen a decade ago," Jimin chuckles. "Things could've been worse if we ate that."

"You what?!"

Jimin laughs heartily. "It was all back when I thought I was going to cook for myself," he explains shortly. He suddenly turns to you, grinning. "So... for dinner, I was thinking Plan B. Pizza?"

"Pizza," you agree, smiling.

Munching on pizza slices and drinking diet coke, you and Jimin were sitting on the living room sofa, sharing small stories with each other.

"My parents totally did not want me to be a teacher," Jimin says. "I graduated from one of the top three colleges so they thought it was a waste for me to teach a bunch of teenagers."

"Should I be offended?" you chuckle. "But you seem to really like math and teaching in general. I think your job fits you."

Jimin grins at you. "Really?"

"Mhm. Besides, you have a perfect life, don't you? Parents, friends, best friends..."

Jimin raises his eyebrows. "And you don't? Good grades, caring cousin, amazing teacher..." He wiggles his eyebrows. "Perfect life," he purrs.

But you don't laugh and instead shake your head. "No, you don't understand," you bite out. Maybe a bit harshly—which you hadn't intended.

Jimin looks at you, startled from your sudden change in tone. "Woah, there, sorry," he quickly apologizes.

His sincerity immediately makes you feel bad and you sigh, shaking your head. "No, you shouldn't be apologizing," you say. "I... I just get extra moody when it comes to this."

"But aren't you always moody?" Jimin pokes fun at you as you shove him to the side. "Sorry, sorry!" Jimin squeaks as you shove him again. But as soon as he gains his straight posture back and looks over at you, you can tell he became serious. "Hey, Y/N, if you need to vent to me, I'm here to listen," he says.

You raise your eyebrows. "Who says I need to vent?"

"Your mood swings tell me everything." Jimin shrugs.

"You—"

"Y/N, I'm here to listen, not judge. You can trust me," Jimin interrupts, his voice convincingly soothing.

Goddammit, Jimin.

You sigh, rubbing your forehead. "Can I trust you?"

"You need me to trust you," Jimin answers. "Besides, hasn't anyone told you it's healthy to vent?"

You let out a rather aggressive sigh. "Fine."

"I'll be a great listener, I promise!" your teacher says as he snuggles into his couch, looking expectantly at you.

"Uh," you say, unsure of where to start. "Okay, lemme think, the school lunch is just plain nasty, students need to stop smoking in the bathroom and teachers need to stop giving tests on the same fucking day," you finish proudly.

Jimin laughs. "No way."

"No way, what?"

"You're so not moody because of those dumb reasons," your teacher accuses.

You frown. "And how would you know?"

"C'mon, those reasons are just stupid, Y/N!" Jimin laughs. "You've always been the worst at making up excuses. What's the real deal?"

You groan. "I'm so embarrassed," you mutter. "I don't even know where to start."

"Start wherever's comfortable," your teacher says in a coaxing voice. "No need to be embarrassed. I won't judge, I promise."

"I dunno, Jimin," you say.

"Have you told Jin your problem?" Jimin asks.

"Well, of course. He's literally involved in it," you say.

"And does Jin judge you for your problems?" Jimin inquires.

"Well, no—"

"Then I'll obviously do the same," your teacher answers. "I'll be another person in your life that will care to listen. Now, continue."

You slowly digest his words, taking in each meaning. Then, you hesitantly nod. "I guess... my problem isn't really much about school," you confess. "I think I use the school to distract myself from my problems." You pause, turning your head to look at Jimin, his face inches away from yours.

He stares back at you, his wide, chocolate eyes softening. His eyes tell you to continue.

"Um," you mutter. "Jin's the only good family I have at the moment," you say slowly, choosing your words wisely in your head. You pause again, looking towards your teacher but he's silent, his full attention on you and your story, so you continue.

You sigh deeply. "Maybe several years ago I had a lot of friends," you say. "I remember I was pretty damn popular too..." you trail off. "And honestly, I was really happy in the beginning, you know, being the center of attention and all... but I guess things changed and I realized... I-I was too different from my friends." You awkwardly shift your position on the couch and pause, choosing your next words carefully. "My friends were close to their families."

Jimin shifts up, crossing his legs and leaning forward to listen more intently. You take that as a sign to continue on once more.

"I guess I never really had a family, as cliche as that sounds. I mean, I had a mom and a dad, but what's the use of having them if they neglect me?" you say slowly. "I was never told that I was loved... I was misunderstood, misjudged. I dunno, this sounds so dumb and non-original," you sigh.

"Hey," Jimin says softly. "No problem you have is dumb. No problem is cliché." He puts a soft hand over yours; and it's not a gesture to seduce you, no, it's the complete opposite—it's a calming gesture, a supportive one, telling you to trust him with your past.

You nod gratefully. "You know, I've always hated the way young adult novels always portrayed family problems. They do it just so they hide the worst part of it—the yelling, the name-calling... Then the protagonist always meets the guy that seems to solve all of her problems and totally end up romanticizing pain and depression..." you trail off and take a deep breath. "Anyways, back then, I didn't even have anyone to vent to. I didn't have Jin, or you. I could never get my friends to understand either. Besides, when I'd tell them about how my mom would verbally abuse me, or when my dad would physically abuse me, they'd compare my pain with their little first world problems."

Jimin rubs small circles on your hand. "I'm sorry," he whispers.

You shrug, giving your teacher a weak smile. "I'm okay now, I promise. But back then I obviously wasn't. I remember one of my so-called friends complaining about how their mother didn't buy them the white wattPhone X and got them the black one instead or some kind of shit right after I poured my heart out about my family situation. And I dunno, something about people not seeming to care about me and my struggles just made me build up my own stress and anxiety," you explain. "I think I wasn't doing so mentally well back then."

It's then when you realize you're worked up. Your breathing was abnormally quick and your heart beat rapidly in your chest as you couldn't help but cover your eyes with your hands. "I'm not going to fucking cry," you mutter into your hands.

"You can cry, I won't judge," Jimin assures you.

And that was all it took for you for your tears to start flowing out of your eyes.

"I was never good enough for anyone! But especially my parents. One single mistake, you know, maybe second place in Science Olympiad would cause them to bring out a train of other failures I've had in my life. I'd work my ass off every day, but it would never be enough. And as I got older, I decided to fight for what I thought was right, so I'd talk back to them. But of course, when that happened they'd start ranting about how ungrateful I am. Sometimes I felt like I was more important to them for the letter grade I produce than the actual human being that I am," you whisper the last part. "I always felt like I could disappear into thin air and no one would miss me."

You feel a warm hand pat your back reassuringly. That lets you know you can continue. "I remember my parents talking about a rich aunt and uncle. So that one day I was so fed up with myself, I left the house with nothing and found myself at their doorstep."

Jimin starts to rub soft circles on your back and you lean into his touch, feeling so cared for, despite what you encountered in your past.

"My aunt and uncle were really skeptical about me staying at their house. It wasn't like my parents died or anything. It was just me, begging to stay because I didn't like my own parents. I'm pretty sure they would've driven me back to my house if Jin hadn't intervened. I distinctly remember that time," you say. "Jin, their only child, arguing for me to stay."

"That sounds like him," Jimin comments and you nod. "So does it get better after that?"

"Barely," you reply. "My parents found out pretty soon that I was living with my aunt and uncle. God, you have no idea how mad they got. Actually, it was more like infuriated and enraged. They told me I was a pathetic parasite always fishing for the best like I was some gold digger."

"I'm so sorry," Jimin whispers, taking your hand again. You nod your head, silently thanking him for his support.

"But it did get better. I made strong bonds with Jin," you say. "It's just that it became clear that I was just a nuisance to the family. Money was being spent on me, time was being used on me... I just felt guilty all the time. So I left or tried to leave. Jin stopped me and offered to run away with me. Apparently, he wanted to live his own life and write his own future," you say. "Our parents still don't know where we are and we're not letting them find us anytime soon."

"Are they not looking?" Jimin asks.

"I dunno and I honestly don't even care," you answer. "Jin and I made sure we moved far away enough."

Jimin nods. "Good."

You smile at your friend's support. "You know, Jin's a lot like you."

"Really?"

"His parents wanted him to continue his father's business like any rich son would, but Jin wanted to work in the theater department. He followed his passion and guided me here," you say. "Kinda what you're doing."

"Exactly what I'm doing." Jimin smiles, patting your hand before letting go. "Well, that was some life story."

"I try not to dramatize it." You shrug. "So did it work?"

"Eh..." Jimin says, "I'm trying to hold back my tears." He wipes away nonexistent tears with a silly grin on his face.

You roll your eyes. "Such a goof."

Jimin shrugs, suddenly becoming scarily serious. "Y/N... so it's because of your past that you have... er, trust issues?"

You flinch. "Possibly."

Jimin gives you a look.

"Okay, fine, yes. You caught me. I don't wanna make fake friends as I made in the past—even though family problems pushed me down, not having friends to support me kept me down. Jin and you are the only people that I've ever fully trusted."

Jimin nods. "Hey, I understand. I know how you feel."

You raise your eyebrows. "You do? Don't you have 50 million friends?" you ask.

"Well, out of the 50 million, guess how many I actually trust," he says, leaning back and taking a sip of his coke. Jimin scrunches his nose. "Ew, this thing isn't even fizzy anymore."

You giggle, rolling your eyes slightly. "I'm guessing you trust seven," you say. "It's a lucky number."

"Nope, one," Jimin replies. "Your cousin."

"Are you trying to tell me—"

"That true good friends take time and work to find?" Yes," Jimin says.

"No, that's not what I was gonna say," you giggle. "I was saying, are you trying to tell me that you don't trust me?"

Your friend laughs. "Oh c'mon, Y/N," he says. "Spare a man. Of course, I trust you."

"Good because I didn't just tell you my whole private life story for you to tell me that you don't trust me," you say, taking a sip of your unfizzy diet coke.

Jimin laughs again. "I trust you, okay? You're like a best friend to me," he says, as he stretches and gets up from his couch. "It's getting late and we need to pick up my other best friend from the airport nice and early tomorrow. We should get to sleep."

You beam at his words and stand up too. "Mhm."

"I'll show you up to my room," Jimin says as he gestures you over to the stairs of his house. That's when you realize, oh fuck, I'll be sleeping in my teacher's bed.

It's weird how sometimes Jimin can be your friend but your teacher at the same time.

"You can borrow one of my shirts to wear to sleep in you want," Jimin says as both of you walk into his rather spacious room. Your friend walks to his closet and pulls out a long, black t-shirt. He tosses it to you and you grab it instinctively.

"Thanks," you say. "Are you sure you don't want me to take the couch? It was comfy."

"Are you saying you don't want the bed?" Jimin asks sarcastically.

"I mean, no, a bed's nice but—"

"Are you saying we should share—"

You smack Jimin's back. "That was—"

"Not appropriate, I know, I know," Jimin interrupts you as he laughs. "You gotta learn to take a joke, though."

"Not if the joke is borderline sexual," you seethe. "Not if the listener is your student."

"Aw, c'mon Y/N, you're only my student in school," Jimin protests. "You're my friend outside of school."

You sigh. "Fine, then," you mutter as you start to push Jimin out of his room. "Get out, I'm gonna change."

"Okay, okay," Jimin laughs. "Goodnight, Miss Yoon."

"Goodbye, Jiminie," you tease as you shut the door on Jimin's laughing face.

You sigh as you snuggle up into Jimin's warm, velvety covers. They smelled like him: fresh, clean and masculine. You still can't seem to believe how amazing your friend is—he's almost too good to be true. Even after you spilled out your deepest secrets, he treats you just the same, he doesn't pity you, he doesn't think he's better than you in any way. It secures you so much to be around someone like Park Jimin.

You're so lucky to have him.

"Y/N!" you hear some high-pitched voice screaming in your ear.

"Shut up, I'm awake!" you scream back, ironically keeping your eyes closed as you turn over and smash the soft pillow over your head.

"You don't look awake," the voice teases. "C'mon, we have to go in a few minutes to get Jin or we'll be late!"

You groan as you slowly rise up, only to see your teacher sitting on your—his bed, staring right at you.

"Wait, fuck!" you shriek as you quickly pull up the covers to hide your body. "Didn't your mother ever tell you it's rude to come in unannounced into a lady's bedroom?"

Jimin cocks his head. "For your information, this is my bedroom," he chuckles.

"Oh my god, Jimin," you groan. "Get out! I'm not wearing anything under the shirt!"

Well, shit, Y/N. That was a bit too much information.

You can see your teacher's ears turn red as he quickly stands up. "Oh, right. I totally forgot... Sorry," he says hastily as he practically sprints out of the room.

You roll your eyes as you climb out of Jimin's bed, stretching. You had slept so well—maybe it was the sweet, masculine smell of the covers or the high-end quality of the bed. You hadn't known your teacher was so loaded.

Walking over to where you had neatly folded your clothes last night, you scrunch your nose, picking up your white t-shirt. "Pizza grease stains," you mutter. "I am a messy eater."

I guess it won't hurt to wear Jimin's t-shirt to the airport right? It just looks like a t-shirt dress anyway.

You quickly take your bra to the bathroom, putting in on, then washed your face and attempted to comb your hair with your fingers. By the time you're downstairs, Jimin is all dressed as well, most likely having taken his clothes out of his closet when you had been sleeping.

"I've never seen you wear a dress before," Jimin teases as you roll your eyes.

"I got grease stains on my other shirt," you reply. "I had no choice. It's okay if I borrow this for a day, right?"

Jimin laughs. "Yeah, no problem. You look good in it, anyway."

Flushing at his casual comment, you absentmindedly nod as you walk towards the front door. "Uh, we should go get Jin now," you say.

"Hold up, no breakfast?" Jimin asks as he holds an apple out for you.

"Oh, thanks," you say as you take the apple gratefully. "You're not eating?" you ask as both of you make your way out of the house and into Jimin's car.

"Well... my fridge isn't exactly stocked," your teacher says, placing his hands on the steering wheel. "I usually eat out all the time so that's the only thing I had in the fridge."

Again, Jimin is loaded.

"How do you even afford to eat out all the time?" you blurt out.

Jimin shrugs. "Parents."

"Ah, right," you say quickly.

You let your teacher drive to the airport in silence as you awkwardly try to eat the apple as quietly as you can. But remembering your manners after a few minutes, you offer an uneaten side of your apple to your teacher.

"I'd thought you'd never ask," Jimin chuckles as you hold the apple in front of him and he bites in.

"Oh, sorry," you say, flushing slightly at the proximity between your teacher's plump lips and your innocent hand. "Do you want the apple? I'm not that hungry anymore."

"Yes you are," Jimin scoffs. "Don't you lie, Y/N, Jin tells me about the huge breakfast you always eat before school. Breakfast is important for you."

"What does Jin not tell you?" you cry, throwing up your hands, careful not to fling the apple to the back of the car.

Jimin chuckles. "He tells me everything about you—it's obvious he cares for you a lot."

"Yeah..." you say. "Sometimes I feel like I'm not doing enough for him," you confess. "I mean, the only times I actually take care of him is when he gets drunk. Other than that, he's basically my mom."

"He's the perfect cousin," Jimin comments, smiling. "In a way, you're really lucky, Y/N."

You bite into the apple. "I am. I have Jin and you," you say, grinning.

"Aw, my heart," Jimin says, dramatically placing a small hand on his chest.

"Two hands on the wheel!" you shriek. "I want to live to see my cousin!"

Jimin just laughs, gripping the steering wheel with two hands as you had instructed. "Y/N, relax, we're almost there anyway."

"Hmph."

"So, how much do you want to bet Jin takes us out to eat when we meet him?"

"MY BABIES!" Jin screams as he runs towards you and Jimin, his suitcase flying behind him.

"God, how embarrassing," you mutter, catching the weird glances people were throwing your way.

"YOU GUYS SURVIVED!" Jin shrieks as he rams into you and your teacher, pulling both of you into a tight hug.

"Not for long if you keep hugging us like this," Jimin says, his voice strained as Jin squeezes all three of you together.

"Sorry, sorry," Jin apologizes as he loosens the hug. "I was just so happy to see you two... alive."

"What, you thought we were going to die?" you ask as you pull away from the hug, crossing your arms.

"No, I thought only you were going to die," Jin answers. "That's why I didn't let you alone. You've never really been on your own, you know?"

"He demanded I got your back 24/7," Jimin says. "Did I do a good job?"

"A bit too literally," you tease, rolling your eyes.

"He even took you shopping, huh?" Jin asks, eyeing your—er Jimin's t-shirt.

"What? No," you say, tugging the long, black top down. "It's not mine," you quickly say, lowering your head in sudden embarrassment.

Jin's eyebrows raise. "Well, then, looks like Y/N spent a night at your house, didn't she?" your cousin turns to ask your teacher.

Unlike your flushed self, Jimin looks rather calm. "Y/N spectacularly lost her house key yesterday so she slept over at my place."

"The shirt?" Jin questions. You flinch in your place, feeling guilty for no reason at all.

"Y/N's a messy eater, you know that. She got pizza grease on her shirt so she borrowed mine," Jimin explains. "Is your interrogation over, buddy?"

Jin's serious face is replaced with a goofy one. "Of course!" he laughs. "Agh, you two are too cute," Jin declares as he swings each arm around the both of you. "Now, I'm going to take you out to eat."

You shoot Jimin a knowing look and he laughs, eyes becoming beautiful crescent moons. You can't help but laugh too.

It's yet again another weekend you, Jin and Jimin are spending together. You're relaxed on your couch as Jin sits right next to you while Jimin is sprawled on the floor, scrolling through his phone.

"Y/N, Jimin," Jin says suddenly, breaking the comfortable silence. "So... as you know, my drama team is doing incredibly well these days. We, um... won state so we have to go to nationals."

"That's great!" you say as you jump up.

"Dang, Jin, congrats!" Jimin says as he starts to get up into a sitting position.

"Yeah, well... but that means I have to leave soon to get to nationals," Jin explains. "I'm sorry guys."

Your face falls slightly but you force a quick smile. "But you've always wanted your team to win these competitions!"

"Yeah but being apart from you guys makes me feel..."

"Empty?" you ask.

"Lonely?" Jimin inquires.

"Ugly," Jin says with a 'duh' tone.

You scoff. "Excuse me?"

"I dunno. Something about being with you guys makes me feel full, you know? Like I'm my best self. I feel perfect," Jin explains. "When I'm not with you two, I kinda feel... insecure? Ugly?"

"Aww, bro," Jimin says, standing up to sit next to Jin on the couch.

"We'll miss you," you say, resting your head on Jin's shoulder. "Can you do us one teensy favor though?" you plead.

"Anything for my two favorite people," Jin says as he softly kisses your forehead, making you smile.

"So, we almost burned down Jimin's house last time trying to cook ramen..." you start. You don't even get to finish because Jin is already hysterically laughing, the familiar windshield wiper laughter filling the commodious living room. Your cousin wipes a tear away from his eyes, calming himself down with a few deep breaths.

"You're telling me... neither of you read the directions to cook ramen?" Jin cries, chuckling.

"Well... I would've, but someone trashed them," you say, eyeing Jimin accusingly.

"Oh, c'mon, Y/N, don't blame me," Jimin whines, his lips pulling out into a full-blown pout.

You pretend not to be affected by the cuteness, rolling your eyes. "I didn't say it was you," you say. "I only implied."

"Same thing," Jimin mutters.

"And that is why you're a math teacher, not an English teacher," you reply.

Jin laughs. "Oh, you guys are so cute when you fight."

You and Jimin both shoot your cousin glares, making him raise his hands up in defense. "I was joking!" he exclaims. "You know what? Instead of just sitting around here and doing nothing, let's hang out productively."

"Productive? What's that?" you joke as you slump into your couch.

"I think I should teach you guys how to make ramen," Jin sighs.

"Oh, yes please," Jimin says. "I would like to keep my house from burning to the ground again."

"What do you mean, 'again' " you ask, rolling your eyes. "Last time I checked, we ran around like madmen opening all the goddamn windows to get the smoke out."

"Language, baby cousin," Jin chuckles. "You two really need to stop arguing if you don't want to look like a married couple."

Jimin pouts. "I totally would if Y/N would stop trying to one-up me with her arguments."

"I wouldn't have to one-up you if your arguments were solid," you spit back.

"Okay, okay!" Jin cries, throwing up his arms. "Let's just get up and cook before I have to hear you babies fight again!"

"I am not a baby!" you whine, annoyed. "I am not your goddamn baby cousin. I'm fucking 17 years old and I am so sick of you calling me a baby!" you burst. "I can take care of myself, thank you very much! I fucking swear if anyone calls me a little child again, I will... I will... uh, skin them alive!" you declare, hands fisting in sudden anger.

Jimin and Jin stare at you in shock.

"Y/N... honey, do you want to blow off some steam?" Jin asks softly as he steps slowly towards you.

"No!" you shout, then you rethink. "Yes," you say. Quickly scurrying away, you slam the door to your room shut.

"God, I've never seen her so worked up," Jimin says as soon as your presence is gone. "She actually looked like she wanted to skin us alive."

"Y/N gets moody at her time of the month." Jin shrugs as he walks toward the kitchen. "Believe it or not, that kind of behavior is normal."

"Oh, so she's not lying about her period this time?" Jimin chuckles. "She always uses it as some sort of excuse."

Jin laughs. "I've heard... but no, Y/N just lets out all the stress she gets from studying when she's on her period. I think it's a girl thing, I don't know. I just let her be."

Jimin nods. "I'll keep that in mind... So, I guess you'll just have to teach me how to make ramen."

Jin smiles. "Sure thing, bro."

You're on your bed, dying from the pain of cramps as you sort of regret the loud outburst you had in front of your teacher. You groan as you slam your face into the pillow. "Y/N, you are a stupid bitch," you tell yourself.

Sometimes, with the pain of cramps, you get embarrassingly moody and forget to control your temper. The pain should lessen though... you've just taken a painkiller. You sigh as you sit up from your bed, attempting to fix your loose sweats and messy hair. You're craving ice cream.

Almost like you're on some secret spy mission, you creak open your bedroom door and silently creep out into the kitchen. You're skillfully avoiding all of the floorboards that you know that will squeak, paying close attention to the ground.

"Ah, if it isn't but Y/N," Jimin says in his silky voice, making you jump. Your teacher smiles at you as he sets down a pot of hot ramen. "Are you hungry?"

You flush furiously, hoping he had forgotten your tantrum. "Kinda," you whisper, looking down at your feet as you make your way to the freezer.

"Mint chocolate ice cream?" Jin asks you as you nod, taking out your favorite tub. "Don't eat too much of it, Y/N. Do you want a heat pack?"

You nod, still red from humiliation as you face the two people you had just shouted at a while ago. Making your way to the couch, you sit down as Jin hands you a heat pack. "Thanks," you mutter as you start to eat huge spoonsful from your tub of ice cream.

Jimin carefully sits down next to you, almost looking at you fearfully, as if you'd bite him—which was pretty possible if you were on your period. He sets down the pot of ramen on the table in front of you as he looks expectantly at you. "I made ramen," he says, poking your cheek.

A giggle escapes your lips at your teacher's actions.

Okay, what the fuck, Y/N. Did you just... giggle?

But then again, anything is possible when you're on your goddamn period.

"And if I say so myself, this is the best ramen you'll probably ever eat, so eat up," your teacher says proudly.

Jin rolls his eyes. "95% of that ramen is my work," he mutters. "But I think Jimin is pretty solid to cook for you now."

You smile. What were you going to do without these two men in your life? They took your bitching, listened to your troubles and were still hell-bent on being by your side and making you feel better.

"I can't wait to try it," you laugh as you tug the pot of ramen closer to you. "Thanks, guys, I owe you."

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[misc-headcanons]

Hello! Can I request headcanons to how Eustass Kid and Jin Bubaigawara would react to having a dorky/awkward s/o? I love your blog and I hope you’re doing alright!

Kid

Well first things first, Kid is the only person allowed to call you a dork and tease you. Killer and the rest of his crew can do it sometimes, but anyone else? He's gonna use his Devil Fruit to turn them into shredded hamburger meat. You're a dork, but you're his dork. 

He tends to zone out when you talk about the things you're into, partially because he gets distracted by how cute you look when you're hyped about something and also because he's too busy ogling you to actually listen to what you're saying. He'll be able to retain some of what he remembers from you (like if you're a fan of a particular boom series, he'll kinda-sorta remember the action scenes and other "cool shit" you've mentioned before). He's a supportive boyfriend in his own obnoxious way.

If you're shy and prefer not to talk and make things awkward with strangers, Kid will talk for the two of you. He thinks that you being so shy and whatnot is kinda cute, since in a way, it makes him feel more big and manly when you're standing shyly behind him. And if he can tell you're uncomfortable, he'll be kind of annoyed at first when you're all quiet and fidgety. But once he realizes why you're acting like that, he'll tell whoever's nearby/whoever he's talking to to fuck off because they're making you uncomfortable (and he's the only one who can do that, goddammit). If they don't listen, he doesn't have to tell them twice--beating the shit out of them works just as well.

Twice

You two are perfect for each other! You're an awkward dork, he's an awkward dork...honestly, he thinks you're just perfect in general and the funniest person he's ever met. He's absolutely laughed his ass off at some dumb pun you made--like, "his stomach and face hurt from laughing do hard" levels of laughter. 

He's also lowkey happy that he doesn't feel like he has to hide the more awkward part of himself (not that he could, even if he wanted to) in order to have a good relationship with you. Whenever he blurts out something that his other self wanted to say, he's only a little self-conscious about it. But if you make some weird-ass joke or comment about it that's even more awkward, he instantly feels a little better. You two are weird, but he's so happy you two can be weird together.

He tries to get into whatever series (books/tv/film) you enjoy, and even if it's a show or something he hasn't watched before, he tries to remember everything he can about it from what you've told him. If you have a particular hobby you're into, he'll try to learn how to do it and will die of happiness if you make something for him. You could make him a scarf that's got several holes from fucked-up chains you crocheted incorrectly, and that's way too long and makes him trip over it every time he wears it, and he'll treat it like a priceless piece of clothing from a designer like Gucci. 

[gusu23]

Fanfic: The Gusu Lan Rift Healing Show

Part 2

Link to part 1

Summary: What if Jiang Cheng and co, appeared in a reality TV like show where they had to talk through their feelings, but it wasn’t set in a Modern AU, but instead set in the actual story timeline? What if Jingyi and Sizhui hosted the show? And thus a Crackfic was born.

Sizhui: Thank you to all our guests.

Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes, Jin Ling sat nonchalantly at on his chair, his sword across his lap, his fingers running over the jeweled scabbard.

Hanguang Jun sat very still, putting on his resting buddha face.

JY: Now that our guests are all here, let us make a start. We want to get everything to clear the air. So Sect Leader Jiang, tell us, why do you feel such a deep hatred towards the Yiling Patriarch.

SZ: Jingyi!

JY: Well we still have to ask!

SZ: Please ease into it more gently.

JC: Hng! You all know very well.

Jiang Cheng crossed his arms.

SZ: Dear sect leader Jiang, the Rift Healing show works best when the guest talks through the issues

JL: What’s there to talk about? The #@””%Q bastard killed my mother and my father

JC: Jinling, language!

JL: That’s what you told me!

The audience started murmuring again. The young cultivator had also heard the story, what a poor orphan, both parents killed before he was even one years old. He shook his head in sympathy.

SZ: Dear sect leader Jiang, it might be best if you start from the beginning, you and the Yiling Patriarch grew up together right?

JC: ….

JY: Sect Leader Jiang.. The sect leaders tells us that you ha-

JC: Fine. just ugh. My mouth feels foul just mentioning it, but yes we did. Goddammit, I’m gonna need some wine for this.

Jiang Cheng snapped his fingers. The same servant appears, and brought to his side a large jar of Emperor’s Smile. He stabbed through the paper covering over jar lid, and was about to pour it into the small cup before thinking better of it and just chugging it down. He drank, he gulped, he slammed the jar back down on the table.

JC: Yes we grew up together, the bastard was picked up by my father and brought into our family at a young age.

The audience collectively leaned forward. Everyone knew the story, but to hear it from the horse’s mouth was another thing entirely!

TWO HOURS LATER

JC: I grabbed him by the shoulder’s the blood of my sister still wet on my hands, why.. I asked him why, we were meant to be the two Pride of Yunmeng together.

Jiang Cheng broke out into loud ugly sobs, he pulled the jar to his lips and poured, but jar was already empty.

JC: Why? Why did you-

Jiang Cheng broke off- cried and hiccuped. Jinling on his side was also sobbing loudly, trails of snot on his reddened face

The young cultivator dabbed at his eyes, what a cruel world, what a cruel tale for the decades, nay centuries to come. To lose your friend to such darkness. All around him, he heard sighs of lament and muffled sobbing, the crowd caught up in the mood. It was like they had all been there, standing in the Nightless City Plaza, surrounded by fierce corpses, watching the life of their beloved sister slip away.

JC: Why did my sister have to die, why did he have to die…

SZ: And all these years, you have been chasing after his shadow.

Jiang Cheng said nothing, but his left hand unconsciously went to touch the ring on his right index finger, his family heirloom and magical tool, the zidian.

JY: You have never been able to forget him.

JC: Forget him, I wish I could. Hah. Everything happened because of him and. And!

Jiang Cheng whipped his head to right and glared at the person who had been sitting silently all the time on the chair furthest away, Hanguang Jun.

He slapped the table and stood up.

JC: You! Wei Ying became that way because of you!

Hanguang Jun only glanced at him coldly and said nothing.

Jingyi was immediately affronted even though he was meant to be neutral as the host.

JY: Wasn’t it just that you felt like your best friend was being taken away by someone bette- OW goddamn Sizhui, I’m going to lose a rib one day!

SZ: Be quiet you!

SZ: Sect Leader Jiang, but ultimately is your regret, not the regret that Master Wei was unable to walk the broad path and had to take the fraught narrow path of demonic cultivation to protect the innocent Wen villagers?

Jiang Cheng sat down again, his eyes glazed as he returned to the past.

JC: His swordsmanship was the best.. If.. if he hadn’t turned to demonic ways.. The person being proclaimed number one, wouldn’t be from the GUSU LAN SECT.

Murmurs of discontent rose up from the audience, they were in Gusu territory after all, saying something like that was an insult to the town. Jiang Cheng really knew how to piss people off with his words.

Jiang Cheng heard the noise and turned to face the audience, suddenly remembering they were there.

JC: Hng! I have said nothing wrong. Why don’t you ask him if I spoke the truth or not?

He pointed a finger at Hanguang Jun. His other hand clutched the empty wine jar to his chest.

The crowd quietened again, as if they had collectively inhaled a breath, they all turned to look at the devastatingly handsome visage of Hanguang Jun. Such a good looking man.

Hanguang Jun, looked back at Jiang Cheng, swept up the cup on the table on his side, drank it as swiftly and put it back.

“Those were not false words.”

Everyone gasped. Hanguang Jun. The Hanguang Jun, was saying that there was someone better than him. Just who was the Wei Ying, this Yiling Patriarch from the past. Just how good was he?

Suddenly a gong sounded three times, and someone ran onto the stage to whisper urgently into the ears of Sizhui and Jingyi.

Just what was going on?

The young disciple who had come up to the stage ran down again, and went down to the troupe of musicians, who had been providing the moving BGM to Jiang Cheng’s dramatic story.

They immediately struck up a low tune, full of mystery and anticipation.

Sizhui stepped forward to face the audience.

SZ: We didn’t announce it earlier, because we could not confirm if it was true or not.. But since listening to Sect Leader Jiang’s story, I think we no longer need to doubt it any more. Today, we actually have a fourth guest.

JY: Yes this fourth guest is going to blow your mind. Honestly it blew ours.

SZ: And we hope this will finally give everyone an opportunity to resolve the rifts that have formed over the past 16 years.

Sizhui looked at Jiang Cheng who eyed him suspiciously.

JY: You all may have noticed the partition on the stage, our fourth guest will arrive on the other side and the audience will get to see him first

The music suddenly got louder, almost like a fanfare, the red curtain was swept back by an elegant hand, another handsome man, dressed in a very fitting red and black outfit wearing his hair in a ponytail appeared. He walked up a little, sheepishly facing the audience, and then flashed a very dazzling smile.

“Wow”

“My heavens, how handsome”

“His smile is so gorgeous”

“I think I’m going to faint”

The guests on the other side of the lacquered partition could not see the new guest, but they heard everything that the crowd was saying.

SZ: we will now pull apart the partiti-

Before he could finish, Jiang Cheng had used his spiritual energy to blast apart the lacquered panels and suddenly he was only meters away from the man who on the other side, who turned, and waved shyly at him.

Jiang Cheng’s face turned as purple as his outfit.

JC: Wei Ying! You mother*”£$&*£%&, I’M GOING TO KILL YOU.

The jar was dashed against the floor and a flash of purple lightning leapt across the distance between them and wrapped itself around the man’s neck.

Wei Ying? This was Wei Ying? The demonic Yiling Patriarch really?!

Wei Ying, pulled at the fizzling rope, trying to give himself enough room to breath.

WY: Wait wait, listen [cough] hold up will you, how [cough] can your temper still be so shitty.

SZ: Sect Leader Jiang! You promised you’d stay calm no matter what!

Sizhui rushed up to try and used his sword to slash at the purple lightning but it rebounded

JC: Fuck that! Wei Ying. I’m so glad you are not dead, so I can kill you again!

JY: Oh sh-.. This isn’t really going to plan.

SZ: Sect leader Jiang! Please let go! Jingyi help me here.

Jingyi immediately went to grab at Jiang Cheng’s arm to try and pull him back.

JY: Please forgive my discourtesy, but you are ruining the show.

JL: Let go of my uncle!

Jinling proceeded to pull at Jingyi who was pulling it Jiang Cheng who was pulling at Wei Ying. Who was throwing talismans out left right and centre, little paper men crowding the hem of Jiang Cheng’s outfit tugging at him.

The young cultivator was reminded of a childhood tale involving a big turnip. Except today, the big turnip was the legendary Yiling Patriarch.

The crowd was roaring and cheering, it was turning into a fight match and everyone was getting great value for money!

SZ: Hanguang Jun, please help!

JY: Hanguang, is he, I think he’s asleep?!

The young cultivator turned to look, indeed Hanguang Jun’s head was nodding forward. How could he sleep at a time like this?

WY: Lan Zhan! Lan Zhan come help me dammit!

It was like a switch had been turned on! Hanguang Jun’s eyes snapped open and he stood up immediately, he turned to the left and looked on expressionless at everything going on, Jingyi and Jinling were clashing swords, Sizhui was struggling against Jiang Cheng.

LZ: Wei Ying!

He called out fiercely, and then, he suddenly slammed his hand down against the wooden stage. There was an almighty loud crack, everyone on stage, the chairs the table and all, disappeared downwards.

The crowd rose to their feet, the musicians stopped playing.

“Did he, he just break the whole stage with his bare hand?”

“Whoah!”

Dust and rubble flew up, the bottom of the stage was covered, no one could see what was going on, there were some shouting and screaming going on behind the scene, and next thing you knew someone was flying up. It was Hanguang jun, on his sword Bichen, and carried in his arms was Wei Ying!

Jiang Cheng was climbing up out of the rubble, his face ashened with dust.

JC: Wei Ying, you come back here!

Wei Ying looked down at him but gripped on tighter around Hanguang Jun’s shoulder

WY: I’m sorry my good brother, I think we might have to do our reunion at another time.

LZ: No talking while flying.

Hanguang Jun had spoken sternly, even though he was talking and flying. Next thing, they picked up speed and were flying away and soon were out of sight from the awestruck crowd.

***

And that was the legendary Rift Healing show of all time, and also the last one to ever run, what with the massive structural damage to the theatre and the big furore the return of Wei Ying caused to the cultivation world, it was decided that perhaps the rift healing in front of a live audience might not be a good idea after all.

For the nameless young cultivator, the rest of the stories about Wei Ying and Hanguang Jun and Jiang Cheng, could only be heard through the rumours and the bearded storytellers plying their trade at the inns.

*The End*

[valiantsilver]

it’s three am where I live but I’m wide awake so I’m gonna tell y’all about some more disastrous OCs I made-

Raeden (pronounced REYE-dun)

basically a self-insert

except she’s a year older than me lmao

asexual aromantic demigirl

is fifteen but owns her own apartment and lives alone for some god forsaken reason

a normal gorl

like literally just a regular human person

who for some reason always gets into the craziest shit

looks like an idealised version of me

so like, short black hair, white skin, always wears black leather jackets and black jeans and heavy boots and covers herself in pins

she’s like me personality wise as well

tries to be nice but often fails, sometimes very outgoing and sometimes very shy

anxiety tm

just plain weird sometimes

meme culture

tired all the time

also she has a pet crow called Corey that she rescued when he was a baby and he’s followed her around ever since

very emotional and sensitive

like you need to calm down raeden seriously

loves the idea of an exciting life like the ninja have, even if she’s just a regular human being

after meeting her disaster friends she gets that life

she’s very happy

Aitana (pronounced EYE-tarn-uh)

one of Sensei Yang’s pupils who recently became human again

breaking free of yang’s spell was weird, like waking up from a dream

next thing she knew she was human again

physically and mentally she’s still exactly the same age as when she was cursed - around 16 - but chronologically she’s hundreds of years old (idk how old yang is lmao)

adjusting to modern life was hard for her, everything was completely different and all her family and friends outside of yang’s temple were long gone

she had no real ambition or motivation for the future until she met raeden

Raeden was the first person she really connected with in the modern world

they’re very different - aitana is stubborn where raeden is flexible, raeden is often in a world of her own whereas aitana is very grounded

however the two bonded over both being fond of music and the colour black and both being emotional messes

Aitana has long brown hair and light brown skin

she often wears long black dresses with lots of skull patterns on them and stuff like that, with sturdy, sensible boots

she’s a good martial artist and obviously knows airjitzu

also after having been a ghost for a long time she’s retained some ghostly abilities

she can walk through walls, disappear and fly

she’s much more unique than the other guys

she can also possess people for a short time

she’ll often possess raeden when it comes to a combat situation because raeden wants to fight but also is clapped at fighting

and yeah that’s basically her

Jin-Ho

fangpyre

look I’ve never had a snek oc before

Jin-Ho is fifteen

she’s a fangpyre (obviously)

one of the few serpentine brave enough to go out in public, in her mind the serpentine have made peace with the humans and if anyone has a problem about it they can answer to her

she’s quite aggressive and uncaring on the surface, but she’s actually very kind and caring once you get to know her

raeden and aitana bump into her one day

they take one look at this angry snek gorl and are like ‘ok we’re adopting you’

at first Jin-Ho wants nothing to do with them but then they save her from stoopid humans who think they can get away with beating up serpentine

she could’ve handled them herself she couldn’t but it was the first time humans had stood up for her

she started to warm up to them after that

wears typical teenage girl clothes, whatever’s in

red puffer jacket, black leggings, white trainers

idk that’s what all the kids seem to be wearing where I live

she has venom but it’s not very potent as she’s still growing

basically if she bites something it’ll probably go scaly for a few hours but then it’ll wear off

Jin-Ho tries not to use her venom

she uses her tail as a weapon

she stands on two legs but also has a long tail and it’s very strong and she’ll whip you with it if you’re not careful

also actually very smart, a good strategist

I think that’s all I’ve got on her

basically the idea is they all like, team up and solve mysteries? kinda like scooby doo lmao

also Echo Zane is gonna be there because goddammit I REFUSE to believe that they left him alone

so it’s like, Echo, Jin-Ho, Raeden, Aitana and Corey all solving mysteries together and trying not to die in the process

yeah that’s it

[yutos-laugh]

Stray kids, got7, Pentagon, I know for a definite you stan the last group but the other two I just took a shot in the dark (if not those two possibly seventeen or ikon?)

OMLaaaa thank u sm for the ask sweetheart!!!

o boy here we go lmao

i haven’t stanned stray kids yet but i’m veryyy slowly learning about got7 so i’ll start with them

Kiss: JB,, he’s just,, so beautiful hfgshs

Hug: Jackson, I feel like he’d give really good hugs!!

Marry: oof this is hard, hmm either young-jae or JB

Live with: gOD they’re all chaotic lmao uhhh maybe JB or young-jae again lol (shit i have a feeling those two are gonna fight to be me bias hsghfs why must i suffer like this)

Be the little sister/brother to: Jackson,, hear me out, he’s such a crackhead dork and I love him, i feel like he would be so much fun while also being sweet and approachable, like a comforting dumbass bro lmao i actually really love him, what a good bean

Bring on a picnic: all of them, it would be the craziest picnic lmao

Take a romantic walk with: hgdfshgfs you know who it’s gonna be, JB or young-jae

Keep as a friend: bambam would be the most chaotic friend and i am down for it tbh

Hit a lot: fuckin jin-young, he looks so soft and sweet and then he’s actually just a salty savage and i would feel so aTTACKED so i’d prolly give him a good smack upside the head whenever he came at me lmao

Give a massage whenever he/she wants to: yugyeom or mark, they both work so hard so i couldn’t say no

Do anything for: ….young-jae, hes just so soft, sweet otter boy, cute sunshine, how could i say no??? also maybe jin-young hggsghs literally all he’s have to do is just smile at me and i’d be like….ok lmao

okie dokie time for the next one, pentagon! o boy this is gonna be hard i’m kinda scared tbh lmao

Kiss: take a wild guess adachi yuto of course, no explanation necessary

Hug: all of them please for the love of gOD just let me hug them all i will fuckin cry they deserve all the love in the world (but if I have to choose yuto,, also hui and hyojong,,and kino,, omg just all of them okay)

Marry: idk why this question is even on here, is this really necessary??? goddammit if i have to write it out of course its yuto, its always yuto

Live with: omg omg this is rough m8 hmm hongseok and kino, they’re both fun and hongseok is responsible and kino is so kind and supportive and hongseok and i could crack jokes together all the time like it’d be amazing :’) also yuto tho because 24/7 access to him and his snuggles?? i would die of happiness ngl

Be the little sister/brother to: omg this is hard oof hmm…i think yeo one tbh. he’s just such a ray of sunshine and he’d be the sweetest brother ever imo (besides kino lol)

Bring on a picnic: all of them including hyojong of course, oh god this would make me so happy, we could all sit on a blanket in a park under blossom trees, they’d all probably be so loud and silly lmao, some of them would be running around, some would be scarfing down food at the speed of light, we’d all talk and laugh and have fun :’))) and i could sit and stare at yuto’s beautiful face with all the blossoms because i’m trash k thnx byeee

Take a romantic walk with: sigh today has been a really long day and i have been soft for a very long time and i would just like to hold yuto’s hand and stroll down a quiet street as the sun sets, swinging our arms back and forth and smiling really big at each other. quiet, sweet moments of eye contact and soft smiles and just being silly and safe and comfortable. maybe even him wrapping his arm around my waist as it gets colder oKAY MOVING ON see this is why no one should ever ask me anything pentagon or yuto related, i am complete and utter trash and i am sorry for polluting lmao but i think ptg is a good thing to be trash for ok, they deserve all the love ever :’)

Keep as a friend: kino, i 100% think that he would be the greatest friend ever. he is so soft and sensitive, caring and sweet. he has such a big heart. he’s also a lot of fun and is very supportive. i relate to him a lot, especially in terms of sensitivity (i think i’m the most like him out of all the members of ptg tbh). i feel like kino puts in so much love and energy into his relationship with every single person, and being friends with him would never fail to make you feel loved. long story short i really really wanna be kino’s friend, not only for all of the above, but also to get to be one of the people who remind him that he’s loved and treasured sooo much

Hit a lot: mmm…i don’t think any of them, altho i’d probably give the holy trinity of shinwon, wooseok, and yuto a good smack on the arm every once in a while lmao (friendly reminder that yuto often smacks people whenever he finds something funny and its so dorky and soft itsfineimfine)

Give a massage whenever he/she wants to: hui and jinho, they work so so hard and put in so many long hours, and i rel8 to hui being a grandpa okay my body hurts and i’m grumpy a lot lmao

Do anything for: yanan, hyojong, and jinho and fine okay i’ll be honest yuto too dammit >:(

If you got through this entire mess, kudos to you lmao and thank you so much!!! i hope you have a wonderful day!!!

[gimmesumsuga]

So I was in bio dissecting a pig and trying to not vomit when some fuck decided to throw a firecracker into the hallway and I thought we were being shot tf up and I'm very pissed atm so your sts update is clearly a sign from the heavens as a token of apology God bless you

Oh jesus :/ I hope it made up for what sounds like a pretty trauamatic day otherwise! 

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Anon: A part of me feels bad for namjoon.. the other part of me feels bad for everyone else, namjoon tried to kill yoongi before with no real reason and now I’m anxious

Yeah, I just feel kind of bad for everyone, to be honest.  What kind of sadist even writers th-.... oh... >.> lol 

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Anon: Oh damn....oh thank god but I don’t really like Sam knowing who knows it’s strange but thank god the boys helped hopefully jimin and Yoongi find out what happened and go to her. I’m loving this chapter and I’m loving the protectiveness that Jin, Tae, and Kookie showed damn just perfect brb reading it again

I hope you enjoyed it just as much the second time around, nonnie! 

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Anon: JUST READ 67. GODDAMMIT!

Haha I’m gonna take that as a good god dammit, hopefully?  

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@shedevil65 - Wow how is MC not traumatized

I don’t think she’s had chance for it to all sink in yet, to be honest 

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@shynerdybtssblog - *shakes* holy moly that was not what I was thinking what was going to happen!  

Pt 2. I love you and take your time 

Always nice to have a surprise, right? :P  Thank you sweetie

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@riverlakepondstream - Yo with all due respect fuck you dude

I probably deserve that lol 

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@kidrauhlschik - GUESS WHAT. IMA AT WORK. AND GUESS WHAT. IM GONNA READ CHAPTER 67 BECAUSE FEELS

Pt 2. Ok wow. So I read it. Took me long enough. Now what am I supposed to do????????? How can I wait???? Aghhhh you’re such a good writer ♥️

Ah I’m glad you liked it, and I hope you didn’t get in trouble at work! haha thank you lovely 

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Anon: i'm so angry at namjoon in sweeter than sweet oh my g o d. i genuinely thought that maybe he would get a redemption arc-- and i was rly rooting for that too!! but after this shit he jos pulled??? bitch needs to die smh there really is no excuse for him fuck that noise anYWAY i lov ur fic sm and i got so excited by this update that i fuckin hit my ankle on my coffee table :(( i'm suing u

Ow ouch!  I hope it didn’t bruise too badly anon! Don’t sue *smooch*

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@keideonseu - I've been following Sweeter than Sweet since Chapter 9 and I gotta tell ya, YOU REALLY KNOW HOW TO KEEP ME HOOKED!! I mostly read it on Archive of our Own, and just recently did I find your tumblr. 😂😂 I am hella torn between Jimin and Joon tho... Joon is my UB but Jimin is just a CINNAMON ROLL who deserves all the love

Ah I’m glad you found me here! I can’t blame you for still feeling conflicted, especially when Joon is your bias! 

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@einekleinecubasianfraulein - Woman! YOU'RE KILLING ME, SMALLS!! I love STS so far... The angst is so real. I'm only allowed to leave kudos once on AO3, which is a very stupid system. I'LL LEAVE ALL THE DAMN KUDOS I PLEASE!! All the love to you, gorgeous. Hope you're well. 🖤

Aww thanks sweetie! I appreciate the want to leave more even if you can’t lol 

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Anon: OMG, THE NEW CHAPTER. DARLING YOU FED ALL OF US JIN STANS SO GOOOOOD. I ALREADY CANT WAIT FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER!! GREAT WORK! ❤️💓💗💛💚💜💙💛❤️💛💜💗💛💙💜❤️💛💕💖

I soooooo enjoyed writing Jin very differently to how I usually would!  It felt great! Glad you liked it ^^

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@nnn3r5 - Lord STS wrecks me further into oblivion with each new chapter. You truly are great at what you do Steph. You're such a good writer😭😭😭💜💜💜💜

Thanks hunny, I try my best :) 

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@yoonnggii - OMG i just finished reading chapter 67 and IT WAS SO GOOD!!! I CANT WAIT FOR CHAPTER 68, i’m in love w this series!!! IM SO GLAD THEY KICKED NAMJOON OUT but i’m sad jimin and yoongi weren’t in this chapter:((( either way i still loved it!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH💓

You’re welcom, and thank you very much!  Yoongi and Jimin should be back next chapter! 

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Anon: Omg!!!! Namjoon is kicked out!!! I have a feeling he’ll be back though. I really hope Jimin and Yoongi Forgive Her And they can have more cute couple time together I miss that they was so cute!!!!! UWU

Ah, I miss it too.  In desperate need of some fluffy times in STS again soon! 

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 Anon: so i just read chapter 67 of sts and well...NOW IM CRYING LIKE WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS I WAS HAPPY 17 MINUTES AGO AND NOW I CANT COPE WHERE IS MY INHALER IM JSJJFKSJHDDXNz~~

Ohhhh, I hope you recovered just as quickly anon! 

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@jaetaebum - *slams fists aggressively on a table* WHAT THE FUCK !!!!!!!!!! I WAS LITERALLY HAVING A PANIC ATTACK DURING THAT FIGHT SCENE AND I HAD TO STOP READING FOR A MINUTE TO CALM MYSLELFV???? i'm dtill hyperventilating and idk what to do with mysenlf??? help??? i'm in love !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! omg !!!!!!!!! you are an absolutely legend and im sp inspired by you

Bless you sweetie, you’re so cute! lol you’re welcome *hug* 

[peachyyluxx]

My Mom’s reaction to BTS performing at the AMAs

a/n: Basically I was showing my mom the video of BTS performing and this was her reaction to it.

My mom will be in bold and i’ll be in italics. :)

 Woah wait this is what you were freaking out over last night

...Yes mom.

*during V’s part*

Woah woah they all look so good.  He looks cute

 Mom he’s half your age

I can dream okay. He’s way better looking than your father

MOm

What? It’s true *does a shrug*

Woah woah woah how do they do that?

Do what?

The- *wiggles* the thingy

T-The what?

THE ARM WIGGLE GODDAMMIT STOP LAUGHING AT ME- *sees Ansel Elgort filming*woah he must like them a lot

Yeah they’re close friends

He’s one lucky son-of-a-bitch

*sighs* I know.

*sees jungkook*

Awe he looks like a tiny bean :)

He’s like the same age as Mo(my brother)

...He’s a tiny bean :))) with some big thighs.

...I mean you aren’t wrong

*Performance ends*

Amazing, Beautiful, Phenomenal, we need to see them live.

But we have before-

*blink blink blink*...What? We have?

...Back in 2015 in SF

....o H THAT WAS THEM?? THEY LOOKED SO...SO...SMALL

M o M they tower over us. Even the shortest one, Jimin, is taller than you and I.

Well looks like you found your perfect match-

MOM YOU KNOW I LOVE SEOKJIN

...The..oldest,right?

Yes yes. 

...So you into older men like me-

MOM STOP IT.

Okay okay fine. But next time they’re close to us, Even if it’s in LA, we gonna go see them. because I NEED TO MEET THAT ONE WITH THE NICE DEEP VOICE HE’S AMAZING

You mean Taehyung?

Oooo even his name sounds amazing

What did you think of the performance?

Way better than anyone else out here? Like does anyone really dance anymore? I think the fuck not. 

Mom-

They were serving looks and moves I tell ya, Maria at work will love to see these boys once I tell her about them

Mother-

I swear to goodness if anyone hates on them i’ll be ready to box them out of existence

Mom can you get out of my room now please?

Oh yeah sure but remember don’t die from a heart attack from...uhm...world handsome dude.

Jin

Yes yes Jinnie boy...man...whichever he is.

-END-

a/n: My mother’s reaction to the AMAs performance. You’re welcome. she’s very extra like me.

[kimtaehyungrykim]

Doctor I Need You: Chapter 1

Prologue / Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / to be determined

*I am not a doctor of any kind*

*I apologize for any typos*

a/n: I started writing on the events that’s happening on other characters too so then you would be able to see the relationships between them evolve. 

Warning: death and surgery in this chapter. 

Rating: M

Genre: fluff, angst, smut 

Characters and their roles: (I’m definitely gonna add more, I want to start other relationships as well)

Serenity Hospital

You (Head of Cardiothoracic Surgery)

Dr. Kim Jisoo (Head of General Surgery)

Dr. Kim Seokjin (Jin) (Attending Anesthesiologist)

Park Jinyoung (Nurse)

Sohn Shownu (Scrub Nurse)

Dr. Jeon Wonwoo (5th year Surgical Resident)

Heartstone Medical Center

Dr. Lee Taeyong (Head of Trauma Surgery)

Dr. Nakamoto Yuta (5th year Surgical Resident)

Dr. Kim Taeyeon (Head of Neurosurgery)

Bae Irene (Scrub Nurse)

Dr. Kim Xiumin (Head of Pediatric surgery)

Dr. Park Leeteuk (Chief of Surgery) 

Songs to play while reading: I’ll point out where you should play each song.

Because I’m Stupid - SS501

I Smile - Day6 (I swear this song is so good)

I Can’t Fall In Love Without You - Zara Larsson 

“The strength of a family, like the strength of an army, is in loyalty to each other.” - Mario Puzo

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(Play Because I’m Stupid)

You and Taeyong ran and pushed the table as fast as you could through the hectic hallways, Jeon Wonwoo caught up to both of you.

“Cool an object through the chest?” Wonwoo asked with wide eyes.

“Doctor the patient’s in asystole, you need to resuscitate her,” Taeyong ordered you.

“Wonwoo I need you to hold the pole in place and don’t so much as move it,” You told him. You climbed on to bed and held your hands on the woman’s chest, you were hesitant to start resuscitating because the pole might move tearing her lungs and hitting her spine.

Jinyoung caught up to your bed.

“You,” Taeyong pointed, “push 5 of epi.”

Jinyoung shot him a dirty look before pushing the drugs into her body. The heartbeat had gone back to normal. The 4 of you slowed down and eventually stopped, the sounds of your breaths filled the conversationless void. The woman’s eyes opened in panic.

“Hey, it’s okay. My name is Dr. Taeyong, you’re at Heartstone Serenity Hospital. We’re gonna take care of you,” Taeyong broke the silence first, “Nurse guy, I need an x-ray and ultrasound of her heart stat. Get a CT scan to be safe too.”

Jinyoung left the scene and proceeded to get the scans.

“Can you tell me your name?” You asked her.

“Eu-Eun-Eunkyung. Kim Eunkyung.” She stuttered.

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In OR 1 Jisoo and Jin were in surgery. A patient with internal bleeding. Jin sat down at the head of the operating table controlling the anesthesia, Jisoo started her surgery.

“Can you believe those Heartstone hotshots?” Jisoo asked, “10-blade.”

Shownu handed her the knife and she continued with her surgery.

“And that Chief of Surgery? Makes me want to puke,” Jin gagged.  

“Dammit,” Jisoo cursed under her breath.

“What? What’s wrong?” Jin got up from his chair and looked over.

*beep beep beep beep beep beep*

“I can’t find the source of the bleed, there’s too much blood. Suction!” Jisoo’s hands moved as fast as she could, “Someone page me a doctor! NOW! Her blood pressure is going through the roof. Push 1 of atropine.”

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Dr. Kim Taeyeon is still at the front of the ER looking for a surgery, she spots the paramedics roll in another patient and runs up to them.

“Goddammit, this patient’s already dead, give me a real patient,” Taeyeon groaned.

“Yes, but we need someone to call time of death,” The paramedics tell her.

“Time of death 9:02, now get me a real patient.”

Taeyeon spots Dr. Xiumin with a child, his head bleeding. She runs over to him.

Taeyeon claims the bed, “Let’s go Dr. Xiumin.” She pushes the cart off to OR 4.

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Jisoo’s patient was dying, dying fast.

“I can’t find the source of the bleed, there’s too much blood. WHERE’S MY SUCTION?” She yells.

The doors open and Yuta Nakamoto rushes to scrub in.

“Aw dammit, a Heartstone resident?” Jin groans.

*beep beep beep beep beep beep*

“Jin shut the fuck up, this is not the time for jokes. Heartstone doctor, scrub in and suction for me now!” Jisoo snapped.

“Doctor she’s in V-Fib,” Shownu told her.

“Hearstone, get over here now!” She ordered. Yuta ran over, Shownu handed him the defibrillator.

Yuta grabbed the paddles, “Charge 100. Clear!”

*PA-THUNK*

No change.

“Charge 200. Clear!”

*PA-THUNK*

No change.

“Charge 300. Clear!”

*PA-THUNK*

No change.

“Charge 360. Clear!”

*PA-THUNK*

*beeeeeeeeeeep*

Jisoo stopped fixing the patient, “Time of death, 9:52,” She threw her mask and surgical gloves in anger and left the OR.

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Taeyeon and Xiumin just started surgery. A child, a little girl, no more than 10 years old. Taeyeon started by stopping the brain bleed she had,

“Ok, patient has an acute subdural hematoma. I’m gonna start now. 10-blade.”

Irene handed her the scalpel. The surgery so far has gone good, however she just can’t find the source of the bleed.

“Did you see those Serenity showoffs in the ER,” Xiumin ask her.

“Yep.”

“I mean they hogged all the patients, thinking they’re all that.”

“Yeah.”

“They’ve probably killed all their patients by now-”

“DR. XIUMIN!” Taeyeon snapped, “Have you ever heard the phrase as hard as brain surgery?”

“Yes?”

“Well this is actually brain surgery, so if you can’t shut your mouth then get out of my OR!”

*beep beep beep beep beep beep*

“She’s in V-Fib, I need the defibrillator!” Xiumin ordered the scrub nurses.

“You can’t shock her, I have knives in her head.” Taeyeon stopped him.

*beeeeeeeeeep*

“Asystole!” Xiumin shouted.

Taeyeon quickly removed the instruments in the patient’s head. Xiumin started CPR. A minute passed. The heart isn’t coming back.

“Time of death 10:29,” Xiumin called it.

“She was just a kid…” Taeyeon mumbled under her breath.

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(Play I Smile)

Today Heartstone Serenity Hospital were given 24 victims, 1 is still getting scans, and 23 people pronounced dead.  

Taeyong stayed with your patient the whole time, she’s cracking jokes to him and smiling, completely oblivious about the pole through her chest. Your patient was moved to her own private room, you sat outside looking over her scans. You got a page.

*beep beep*

It was the Chief of surgery, he’s calling everyone to Eunkyung’s room. After a few minutes everyone was gathered in her room.

“Everyone, this is Eunkyung. She’s our last patient today. Let’s hope we have at least 1 survivor of the train crash today. Dr. Y/n, you’re responsible for this patient, how do you think we should proceed in removing the pole from her chest?” The Chief asked you.

Everyone looked towards you, you froze. You didn’t have a plan to remove the pole yet, “I apologize sir, I need a little more time.”

The Chief nodded, “That’s alright but we need her in surgery in about an hour, the longer we keep that pole in her, the larger the risk of infection.”

He left the room, the Heartstone doctors and Serenity doctors stared at each other, not in hatred but in disappointment. They’ve all failed today.

You excused yourself and went outside looking at the scans again. Everyone left one by one, Jisoo and Jin stayed with Eunkyung.

“Hey doctor,” It was Taeyong, “why can’t we remove it now?”

“We can remove it now, but don’t know if she’ll live.” You responded, “I’ve been looking at these scans for over 2 hours now. I see 2 ways we can approach it. We can either pull it out slowly and repair damage along the way, but that risks me hitting her spine and paralyzing her.”

“What’s the other approach?”

“We pull it out quickly, it won’t hit the spine but she’ll bleed out so much I don’t know if I can stop it. On top of that pulling it out quickly gives a greater chance of tearing her lungs.”

“So you’re saying in both scenarios, she’s screwed.”

“Yeah,” You looked towards Eunkyung’s room where Jisoo and Jin were laughing, “She might die in an hour and here she is cracking jokes to doctors.”

“CODE BLUE!” You heard Jisoo yell from Eunkyung’s room. You and Taeyong ran to her room.

“What the hell happened?” You frantically asked.

“We were just talking to her when she just coded,” Jin started rolling Eunkyung on her side. He then proceeded to do CPR on her.

Taeyong started paging all the doctors to come, everyone starting wheeling her to OR 3 once again.

The 4 of you started scrubbing in. The doors open as the rest of the doctors came pouring in, Heartstone and Serenity.

After all the doctors had scrubbed in, they stood at the OR table waiting for your diagnosis on how to perform the surgery. Everyone stared at you. Jin, Jisoo, Shownu, Irene, Taeyeon, Xiumin, Wonwoo, Yuta, and the Chief.

“What do we do doctor?” Taeyong asked.

Which one do you choose? “I don- I don’t know!” You yelled in frustration. You stood there with your head down, thinking about each approach.

The Chief spoke up, “Dr. Y/n she’s dy-”

“Sir! Please just let me think,” You raised your voice, you thought for a little bit more, then you made your decision, “I’m gonna need all hands, we’re going to remove it slowly, repair the damage along the way. Don’t hit the spine.”

Wonwoo, Yuta, and Taeyeon started off by pulling the pole out an inch. Irene handed you a bovie which you quickly stopped the bleeding. Shownu handed Jisoo lap pads, Jinyoung came in with more blood. Taeyong started fixing the damage to her lung. The Chief held the sternal saw sawing off the excess pole. This was gonna be a long surgery.

All of you worked as a team, it didn’t matter if the doctors were from Heartstone or not, what mattered was the life of this patient.

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(Play I Can’t Fall In Love Without You)

After a long 6 hours of surgery, she lived. She really lived. You were exhausted. You threw away the surgical gloves and mask and left the OR. The nurse gave you the post-op notes to write. The OR doors opens, Taeyong walked out, out of breath as well.

“How’s her BP?” You asked him.

“Normal, she’ll be fine,” He said. He was an annoying prick as a person, but as a doctor, damn, “you saved her.”

“What?”

“You saved her,” Taeyong told you.

“We all did,” You humbly said.

“Yeah but you made the right choice, I’m not that fond of Serenity doctor but you doctor, you’re a pretty good surgeon.”

“Pretty good? Pretty good isn’t enough,” You smirked at Taeyong. You both were in another staring contest. This time you stepped towards him, you put your mouth near his ear, “I’m an extraordinary surgeon Dr. Taeyong.”

You excused yourself.

“Hey doctor!” Taeyong called out, you turned your head, “It was a pleasure working with you today.”

You continued walking.

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“Things are not always what they seem; the first appearances deceive many. The intelligence of a few, perceives what has been carefully hidden” - Roman poet Phaedrus

[kyohiba]

snow white + prince cursing. jiang cheng and wen ning fix it post canon au

WEN NING TAKING A BLOW TO THE CHEST FOR JIN LING N JC TAKING AN ARROWN TO THE HEART FOR WEN NING LMAO

ssyifpfff🌙 i dig it, havent thot much of it tho

May 16 ssyifpfff🌙 but the idea of wen ning trailing behing sizhui and jc trailing behing jin ling n thm meeting while they keep their respective babies safe os *kisses filgers* DOLCE

May 16 i feel like a whole 4th eye of mine opened to that... but my mind probably wont be able to focus much. i hate how i can only hyperfixate in one or two ships at time

ISNT IT SO DOLCE? FORTÍSSIMO!

yeeting patriarch jiang cheng's hostility decreasing as they kept meeting...

yeeting patriarch perhaps wn and jc could get my ass more than jc with huaisang !?

but nothing will ever get ur ass more thn jc/happiness will it

jiang cheng n huaisang is v Aesthethic bc huaisang is a pretty pretty hoe

ssyifpfff🌙 bUT W WEN NING THERES A LOT OF ANGST

May 16 jc + happiness is all that matters

but... the sweet angst road of wn and jc...

yeeting patriarch IT CAN AND IT WILL LEAD TO HAPPINESS !?

and yea the Appeal of jc ano nhs is that huaisang is Very Pretty plus his scheming charm. but we arent given much canon background to work on this. not that it matters, lord knows we built the content when we really want to make anything

but The Flavor, of the canon background content for jc and wn Is There And It's Stronf

yeeting patriarch nevermind what i said im already ass deep into it. i love both jc and wn way too much, the appeal got me immediately

ssyifpfff🌙 ALSO BC WUXIAN DITCHED BOTH OF THEM FOR THT WANGJI D LMAO

May 16 ssyifpfff🌙 them bonding over how dumb wuxian would act "he would float in the water n pretend he drowned" "yea he told a-yuan he needed to be buried in order to grow big n tall like a raddish" they look at each other n want to laugh but jc doenst know if hes comfortable enough for tht n wn doenst know if hes allowed to

May 16 yeeting patriarch REPRESSED DUMB BABIES LAUGH TO UR HEARTS CONTENTS TOGETHER :(((((

but oh god, the way jiang cheng is,

their road would be So Long

yeeting patriarch another slow burn, uh...

and then so much confusion and conflicted angsty feelings along the way when everything is better because jc was almost forgetting that..........wen ning is dead :) hes a corpse. what future awaits them. this is terrifying

yeeting patriarch ...why cant i have anything nice and just soft. i need to throw angst in or i die?

ssyifpfff🌙 its awful its a terrible idea to ship tht what r u doin

May 16 ssyifpfff🌙 but wen ning being a pure boy, dogs would love him, dogs would gather around him bc he has a Good Aura, n jianc cheng just observes from afar thinkin How can he be so approachable whn hes a fierce corpse

May 16 ssyifpfff🌙 like it would have to start w jc thinkin wen ning is less thn a human u understand

May 16 yeeting patriarch

ssyifpfff🌙 SAJGDASDF

May 16 IM CRYING imagine one day jiang cheng finds wen ning, on the floor, on top of him there are like four different dogs all swaying their tails all that hyper bullshit dogs do.

the incident repeats quite a few times

yeeting patriarch jc notices dogs are drawn to wen ning?

ssyifpfff🌙 he notices MAYBE?? hes not a dangerous zombie after all???

May 16 he lets it slip and asks how wuxian reacted to it

as wwx is terrified of dogs

and wen ning is like. where we... spent most of our time... there were no dogs

(awkward silence timel

ah. ruined it again.

okay 2 take

when they're on those night hunts, wen ning + sizhui & jiang cheng + jin ling

fairy starts being Too Friendly towards wen ning

both jiang cheng and jin ling were initially taken aback by it

yeeting patriarch but as the time goes on... it Softens their heart

ssyifpfff🌙 iT MAKES SO MUCH SENSE BC FAIRY IS A SPIRITUAL DOG N IT WOULDNT NVR BE FRIENDLY TO AN EVIL GHOUL SO IT RLY MAKES THM SEE THT WEN NING ISNT A BAD GUY

May 16 ssyifpfff🌙 also take 2 on tht dog thing, wen ning is like "ah wei wuxian made me chase any dogs away, i quite like dogs but i had to" to remind jc of the puppies he had to give away bc of wwx lmao :)

May 16 yeeting patriarch THEY START REALIZING WEN NING IS THE PUREST ANGEL... and opening up, in their tsun ways, with him

yeeting patriarch i like how the canon wen ning art is him with a ginger cat, but for the sake of jiangning we made him a dog person

i honestly picture him being the snow white os mdzs, just all animals gathering around him

bird perching on his shoulders, deer eating from his hands. jiang cheng confused af

hes Prince Not Charming

ssyifpfff🌙 Prince Cursing, if u will

May 16 yeeting patriarch WEN NING SNOW WHITE OF MDZS AND HIS PRINCE CURSING JIANG CHENG IM YELLINGGFFKDJSKSK

yeeting patriarch jiang cheng going thru the trees and shit then he finds wen ning all surrounded by all animals cutely around him, the birds singing, some squirrels on the top of his head, a butterfly kissing his nose and suddenly the scene seem to have 💖Sparkles 💖 around. jiang cheng is like *rubs his eye and looks again* What

ssyifpfff🌙 "hey you... you have some animals on you" n wen ning was just super still he only focuses on jc "Oh yes. they do this sometimes. its ok i enjoy it"

May 16 ssyifpfff🌙 "everytime i wake up theres a few little ones on me, they must think im a rock or something" jiang cheng, internally, seein all the animals: CLEARLY THEY ENJOY IT TOO???

May 16 yeeting patriarch JIANG CHENG MACHINE BROKE

ssyifpfff🌙 MEAN JIANG CHENG.EXE STOPPED WORKING

May 16 PRECISELY HENSKLDGSKLS

i would like the idea of, somewhere farther into the future,

some cultivator bitch being mean to wen ning and by instinct jiang cheng ends up standing for wen 5

wen ning*

but then hes a sect leader and...

yknow how it wouldnt work

yeeting patriarch BUT A NYARI CAN DREAM!?

THEY CAN AT LEAST BE ... LIKE.... PHILTATOS

ssyifpfff🌙 MOST BELOVED

May 17 jiang cheng has responsibilities but thEY CAN BE LIKE YOU KNOW.... CASUAL

ssyifpfff🌙 they dont gotta marry. not every couple can be wangxian

May 17 PHILTATOSSSSSSSS

tbh im all in for casual couples too

yeeting patriarch not everyone needs or can have Marriage

hmmmmmm the more jc starts seeing The Light in wn, when they're at the middle of the road,

yeeting patriarch more tangled his emotions get?

he was supposed to LOATHE wen ning but then he sees what happened wasnt wen nings fault. hes angry, who to blame then? wuxian! but it also isnt entirely wwx's fault he lost the control, the dark cultivation is a dangerous path after all... and wwx had a lot on his shoulders... and most of all: it was the only path he could follow without his golden core :) the very golden core that now resides inside jc. who should he blame? who should he hate?? Himself???

yeeting patriarch goddammit can i stop with the suffering

me: snow white au hehe you, chaotic bastard: what if jiang cheng hated himself lmao

i hate specifically tht iT MAKES SENSE

ssyifpfff🌙 HE SPENT. OVER A DECADE BLAMING WEN NING N WUXIAN N TO REALIZE HE WAS WRONG, HE WASTED ALL THOSE YEARS. WHOS HE GONNA TURN THT HATE TOWARD??? HIMSELF OFC!!!!! OF COURSE!!!!!!1

May 17 HOLD UP THAT I GRAB BOTH OF US TO JUMP INTO THE HELL HOLE BUT I CAN ALSO SAVE US

listen up,

one day all those feelings that keep growing and bottling up inside jc overflow and he explodes in yelling and tears and etc

wen ning, whom was with him, witness all that

yeeting patriarch and tries to soothe his state of mind

yeeting patriarch telling him that it's no one's fault. none of them couldve known what would happen. all sides had their good intentions here and there, but unfortunately fates can twist it in a way they never expected

BUT THEN jc returns with an "then why do u look like u blame yourself as well?" BECAUSE WEN NING DOES

yeeting patriarch sorry apparently the half brain cell i have working, only does suffering hours

"THEN WHY DO U BLAME URSELF"

nyari u sAID U COULD SAVE US

ssyifpfff🌙 wen ning is like "..............." jiang cheng: i know it wasnt anyones fault but then what am i supposed to feel? who am i supposed to hate??"

May 17 yeeting patriarch IM LAUGHINGS O MUCH IM NOT BRSTJINENSKS

wen ning is like No one. there isnt any1 to blame anymore

ssyifpfff🌙 im franctically tryin to make it bETTER NYARI LEND ME A HAND DAM IT

May 17

MY THROAT HURTS IM TOO BROKE LIKE (MANIC LAUGHTER)

yeeting patriarch okay lemme get myself back together and try to offer some fix it

yeeting patriarch me: *shaking, weakly offering a tiny ass pink hello kitty band aid* This Will Fix Everything (the hell hole im offering the band aid for is like 17cm)

yeeting patriarch wen ning goes confident mode again and says that he cant help it as much jc and wwx, all of them will feel guilty no matter what anyone says. they tried their best but it backfired and they will need, they have to, learn how to live in terms with it. not forgetting, but still forgiving themselves and each other

wen ning obv has the wisdom of some1 who has died, seen death, been death, and come back to life

he has an appreciation for the little things no others would have

if any1 could emotionally guide jc it wOULD BE HIM1!

ssyifpfff🌙 "i have regrets too, but theres no choice for any of us but to live w them n learn"

May 17 ssyifpfff🌙 ALSO

May 17 ssyifpfff🌙 i think wen nings sensibility woULD BE SO GOOD FOR JC, hes always tense he needs a break of him just being so still tht birds can perch on his shoulders

May 17

WEN NINGGGGGGGGG

yeeting patriarch he'll literally become jc's heaven sent angel... his solace and calm

like, after that breakdown and the things wen ning said

yeeting patriarch jiang cheng actually does feel... Lighter

wen ning boutta be jiang chengs therapist

ssyifpfff🌙 its what he needs

May 17 but as jiang cheng starts dealing better with his internal demons

he starts seeing more too that wen ning isnt only light

wen ning carries his pain too, inevitably

and jc starts to help wn as well

yeeting patriarch each other's company start being the healing they needed?

woke

ssyifpfff🌙 jiang cheng teached wn confidence and wen ning teaches jiang cheng stillness and softness

May 17 i teared up here

after The Wen Ning Effect, and jiang cheng softening. people of his sect start to be... less afraid of him? AND BETTER, the respect level only grows!

jiang cheng realizing there is strength in softness too

that to be tender doesnt mean to be weak

of course his actions arent Oh, Super Obvious as he is a tsun

yeeting patriarch but u can feel The Difference on his aura

YOU HAVE TO BE SOFT TO BE STRONG JIANG CHENG

ASKJDAJSDGF

ssyifpfff🌙 I KNOW THAT WHEN LOVE IS LOST..............

May 17 yeeting patriarch I LOVE HOW IN SYNC WE ARE MY MIND ALSO WENT SOFT TO BE STRONF .MP3

ssyifpfff🌙 WE'VE KNOWN IT ALL ALONG THE TRUTH IS............ YOU HAVE TO BE S

May 17 yeeting patriarch ME, ON THE FLOOR, SOBBING, SINGING ALONF,

ssyifpfff🌙 EXTREME MOOD RN

May 17 yeeting patriarch we did done it again and again... i cannot believe it

honestly if the ppl in his sect see tht jc has the ghost general over for tea they'd be like Wow sect leader cheng rly is amazing

ssyifpfff🌙 hes so fearless

May 17 im tearing up again

HMMMMMMMMM his relationship with wen ning also being a bridge for some fixing for his relationship with wuxian...........

takes so much time and it's slow

but

after he took it all in, and especially wen nings words that he shouldn't forget to forgive, and has to live with it

he starts Understanding the events. that is was inevitable. and that the anger would not help nor be good for any of them

yeeting patriarch that for the ones around them (like jin ling) they need to... overcome it

*sobbing* wen ning even helping him to overcome his inferiority complex !?

yeeting patriarch making jc see that this and this sides of him are greater and make up for this and this other ones. that he, too, was of vital importance on here and there

tht the ppl around him look up to him, tht they dont compare him to wuxian, tht the strenght he has shown isnt just coming from his golden core but from his choices as well

from his leadership

also jiang cheng realizing yanli wouldnt want him to hate

ssyifpfff🌙 the worst part abt yanlis death is tht we dont ever hear her last words

May 17 ssyifpfff🌙 she doesnt get to finish sayin thm, we dont know what she was gonna say to wuxian n i firmly believe tht if she has finished n she had said she didint blame him, thn jiang cheng wouldnt have been as hung up on hate as he was

May 17 yeeting patriarch

yeeting patriarch tbh yanli... she just Understood more. faster than the two dense dumbasses

SHE WAS SO BRIGHT

AND MATURE

ssyifpfff🌙 I MISS HER EVERYDAY

May 17 and it's like. Obvious she wouldnt want them to be that way. she would want them to understand the terms of the situation and overcome it TOGETHER

IM SO SAD SHE DESERVED BETTER :(((

but after jiang cheng learns how to deals with his demons,

and most important of all: Grows (emotionally)

he starts seeing things a bit more like his sister would

yeeting patriarch WWYLD (What Would YanLi Do)

yeeting patriarch hmm now what's left is his daddy issues

WWYLD!!!!!

sadasdfsf the fuck jiang dad

ssyifpfff🌙 can u believ wen ning is jiang chengs love+fear era

May 17 hmmmmmmmm let's say that as he watches himself raise jin ling he starts to understand his dad couldn't be easy on him. and that he Had To be softer on wwx's for his situations

i cant go deeper on this one because his dad messed up

yeeting patriarch but let's say that was really the case,

ssyifpfff🌙 yes theres no excuse for his dad, he had a soft spot for wwx n his favoritism showed

May 17 ssyifpfff🌙 its more like, its important for jc to Know it doesnt matter, he grew up to be a good leader n tht proved his dad wrong

May 17 IT'S HARD TO FIND A SITUATION OUT OF HIS DAD REASONS he messed up

BUT!!! YES!!!!!!!

learn to let go of those feelings towards his dad

yeeting patriarch and the day it finally fully clicked inside him that he became an amazing sect leader, he proved it

it's also important that he could realize having wwx golden core inside him means as if wwx really kept his promise

he stayed by his side

yeeting patriarch a very important piece of wwx will always be with him