#but it's ok because the mc is also manipulative and threatens to go back on painkillers when she doesn't get enough attention

[strawberryblondebutch]

Trying to write but Mirabel won't LEAVE girl get OUT

[pianocat939]

I just finished watching the movie , and now I’m wondering what if Yandere romantic Leo either rivals or working together with platonic Yandere Casey jr with a reader who acts motherly to them HCs please if possible thank u 💕

It's 2 AM and I stayed up the night before so this is all sleep-deprived writing.

This is kinda long so prepare your attention span. Also I didn't add much motherly aspects only because I focused more on their rivalry between each other rather than their reactions to MC.

Tw: Manipulation, Mentions of trauma (not that surprising lmao), just a younger father and son having a cat fight

Rivalry with Romantic Yandere Leo and Platonic Yandere Casey Jr. with Motherly MC Hcs

(Jfc that's a long-ass title. Also gonna confirm that although motherly and such terms are used but MC is gender-neutral as always).

If someone were to summarize the rivalry between the two it's really bickering back and forth until push comes to shove. I suppose the level of severity can differ based on their relationship (as in what point of the movie/or how long they've known each other).

I'm gonna use the plot of the movie because the plot of the movie.

At the start, before Casey even arrives at the lair, Leo's "unhinged" feelings haven't awakened yet. He harbours romantic attraction but has no urge to be crazy.

He flirts with you, but of course, he's a dumbass sometimes and ends up being the flustered one.

Then, Casey arrives. Let's just say in the future, you're the other substitute parent of Casey. So obviously he's gonna be clingy in the first place.

Casey will praise you for being so nice/caring/mom-like and is giddy. Meanwhile, Leo's frozen, resting face is present, his thoughts like 'This random dude with a photo of us is talking to my crush?' or 'Am I not the center of attention now?'.

During the interrogation, he'll ask Casey "Who does Y/n get married to?" very quietly though. His presence is slightly threatening, enough that Casey dislikes it.

The boy won't answer, and instead say, "He's nothing like you." *Cue intense glaring from both of them*.

The reason why Casey doesn't approve of current-time Leo is because Dilf Future Leo has manipulated future you to the point of acceptance. So, Casey has a very engraved view of what his secondary parents act and look like.

Present Leo gives murderous and unsettling vibes to Casey that he feels he needs to block off whoever this phony is.

Leo, who has newly unlocked his darkest feelings, doesn't like the attention being stolen from him. He's the only one you should rely on! Not this weird kid that oddly enough has a family picture of not just the group but also you + him!

Ok, I'm done with that proportion of the rant.

How will the two express their feelings/thoughts? Leo, who's opened a new eye to reality, will pull his usual card, manipulation. Meanwhile, Casey is like a clingy child who won't let his parent be taken away from him but is more mature obviously.

Throughout the plot, Leo will try to use his familiarity as an advantage saying things like, "I don't think we should use his plan, since we don't really know him that well." Casey, who's intelligent enough to see through the manipulation, blocks the comment. "Look, I know the Kraang better than you, so we'll have a higher chance of success if we use my plan."

Skip to the part where the group gets split up. You're with the 'B' team and like in the movie, Leo and Casey are stuck together. Casey says the trauma lines but at the end of it he'll point out how Leo is nothing like Future Leo (like goes into much more detail). This breaks Leo and starts a whole era of war between the two.

When you guys reunite they're gonna be clinging to your back, insulting each other quietly. If you try to ease the rising tension they're pulling a whole 180. Praise and compliments all the way.

After all the self-sacrifice shit and like everybody going through hell, they can't seem to detach themselves.

Surprisingly enough the two start to tolerate and work together more. As they see a common purpose: keep you safe. However, when it comes to attention, they're going at each other's throats.

In a humorous scenario, Leo's trying to flirt and be all lovey-dovey but Casey is asking for head pats and hugs which leaves Leo unable to succeed through his awkward methods of romance.

As a small bonus, if only the three of you are in a specific place Casey might call you and Leo "Dad/papa" and "(preferred parental name)". This triggers Leo's ego as he realizes that he is in fact the spouse.

People that crush on Dilf Leo are just people who like his triple-layer forehead wrinkles. Convince me otherwise.

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I desperately need to sleep...Wanted to write this before I do.

- Celina

[spageddy]

theory - diavolo is nightbringer??

this is mostly a joke but yeah. i’ve seen posts explaining why every side character could be nightbringer except diavolo so i am here to fill that void

disclaimer: i haven’t even finished the first game i’m stuck on lesson 27 cuz my cards are shit

nb spoilers ahead

ok so things that could make diavolo nightbringer:

1. he is old as hell and a demon which nightbringer is probably a demon. and old as hell

4. he is crazy overpowered like do we even know the extent of his powers.. he also controls when and how barbatos uses his time lord powers so he has those at his disposal too

2. has a UR card that’s about apple picking and apples are like the forbidden fruit or whatever, what if it was diavolo who gave adam and eve those shits and that’s why adam was stuck in the devildom for a while? if diavolo is nightbringer that explains how adam knows him, also maybe diavolo felt bad for him so that’s why he told him about the ring that could get his ass back to the celestial realm

6. diavolo and nightbringer’s goals are not necessarily in conflict. diavolo wants to build a better relationship between the three realms and nightbringer wants to bring night to the world whatever that means, probably has something to do with the devildom becoming more powerful than the other realms. maybe diavolo wants to become the ruler of all 3 realms so he can make sure things stay peaceful for everyone

73: one other thing nightbringer wants is for MC to be happy which diavolo also wants along with like the entire cast, however nightbringer doesn’t rly give us a choice in the matter and acts like he knows what’s best for us. diavolo is guilty of this sometimes too and can be pushy when he wants something because he thinks he knows what’s good for other people

94. i think diavolo has good intentions but he’s still a sussy baka just like nightbringer. can’t help being a scorpio.. sure he never lies but he’s still kinda shady sometimes. like the whole deal with raphael threatening war if the brothers don’t go back to the celestial realm. when diavolo agreed to let the brothers stay i was like ?? dude they’re gonna nuke everyone what is u doing. his decision only makes sense if he knew michael was just joshing all along (which he probably did because he can tell when people are lying). but in that case why would u go along with the bit like that when the stakes are so high and giving everyone anxiety? not funny babygirl

15. other sussy baka moments are his comments about destiny and shit, knowing full well he has a time butler who can manipulate the past and future to what he wants it to be (this power is probably limited like diavolo from jojo’s power but still crazy to believe in fate when u can literally choose it yourself)

i don’t think past!diavolo could be nightbringer but he might be aware of his other self’s intentions and that’s how he knows we have a connection and trusts us despite barely just meeting each other in this timeline

8. seems like a really long winded and unnecessarily complicated plan to make us go through 80 lessons then cancel that timeline and send us to the past but diavolo has been known to make some pretty big sacrifices for the sake of his goals. he sent us into the past before in lesson 16 where we died but one version of ourself survived so that apparently makes it all ok, also was going to kick us out of the devildom for the sake of his reputation, and some other stuff i forgor

anyway every other demon king has died in combat (with the celestial realm perchance?) so it makes sense that diavolo wants to do everything possible to save his own ass (and the entire world from getting destroyed by the celestial realm) even if it means some of his other selves get obliterated

or maybe none of this means anything and nightbringer is actually just maddi the witch or some shit. sorry for making diavolo sound like an ass i actually like him a lot i just like coming up with silly theories more and solmare’s bad writing makes it easy

[nemeseos-noctua]

Hello can i request xiao, albedo, and venti with a crush that is easy to manipulate and believes people easily? theyre not dumb their opinion is just really easy to sway. thank u!!

𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: xiao, albedo, venti (separate) x gn!reader

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: not proofread, blatant manipulation (not by albedo, xiao, or venti. theyre the ones trying to keep the reader from being manipulated), venti story spoilers

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: mc is a tohru from fruits basket kinnie...

lowkey cannot believe how easily you succumb to others' words

also, xiao cannot believe how he came to like someone as oblivious as you. the man in front of you was clearly dressed as a treasure hoarder, yet you had openly welcomed him into your house and gave him a pillow to sit on

xiao had to come in and shoo (threaten) the treasure hoarder away. he still cannot believe you fell for that

will sit you down (after discarding the pillow you gave to that treasure hoarder) and tell you why you shouldn't believe strangers so easily

xiao cannot trust you to go into liyue harbor alone. seriously. you always end up coming back with a friend and 99% of the time that 'friend' is an undercover fatui agent that xiao has to silence once you leave

honestly. xiao begins to think you're a bit gullible (especially since someone like him, who has been manipulated and tainted before sees your innocence), until you begin telling the yaksha all about how mondstadt's philosophy is really touching and he's like ?!!?

all in all. xiao scrutinizes all of your friends until he can confirm they're safe because he seriously cannot trust you and your friendship-making skills

as much as he grumbles under his breath and sometimes lectures you about why you shouldn't invite some random person into your home because they said they knew xiao

he had to tell you bluntly that he has no social life so you shouldn't believe such lies.

i feel like if you weren't someone interesting/intelligent, albedo wouldn't pay much attention to you in the first place

so imagine when he, the great-prodigy-chalk-prince of mondstadt, falls head over heels for a person that bought a literal bomb because some stranger told them that it'd explode with nice colors

"[name], what is that?"

"oh. kaeya told me that it was a new bomb that can explode based on the surroundings! i was going to take it apart and examine what's inside of it!"

albedo had many questions about this. first of all, why would you believe kaeya of all people? second of all, why would you try to take apart a bomb?!

people these days...

"[name], you shouldn't believe kaeya so easily."

"so what if it's not true? at least i got a bomb! for free!"

". . ."

he will make sure to make you a geo shield just in case you end up messing up and the bomb explodes. albedo's getting some serious klee ptsd right now

albedo cannot count the number of times he's walked in on you trying to help a drunkard 'home' to a treasure hoarder camp, assuming that the drunkard's home was past the camp

as much as the alchemist appreciates your input and kindness, he cannot help but wish you were a bit more stubborn

this is one reason why albedo never tells his opinion on something until he hears it from you first. because before words come falling out of his mouth, the hypothesis you made originally was far better than his yet you would probably believe him thanks to his scientific way of speaking that makes it sound really believable

albedo feels so much pride when you knock someone's absurd accusation down with facts, though. he's like "yes!!! that's my s/o!!!" with a blank expression but inside he's as smug as can be

venti finds it amusing if it's something small (like if you try wishing on a pigeon feather because timmie told you it was like a dandelion)

but when it comes to something serious? venti gets really worried. the amount of times this man has rushed out half-drunk from the tavern because you were busy showing directions to some fatui member was over the roof

he trusts you. definitely. just not when it comes to your judgement of what's true and what's not

"eh? venti? did you hear? rex lapis of liyue got turned into a mouse!"

as much as venti would love that to happen, he had to knock you down a peg and inform you about how the exuvia was already an overgrown mouse.

ok... venti is not very helpful when it comes to bringing you back down to reality. freedom of thought is very important!

though, just because venti enjoys teasing you does not mean he will tolerate it if others try to manipulate you in a not-so-teasing way. don't be surprised when the wind sweeps them off their feet and sends them flying all the way to inazuma!

as fast as this bard is, sometimes the wind gets knocked out of him and he starts howling with laughter once someone tried convincing you the earth was flat

"what do you mean the earth is flat? when you look over the horizon, you can clearly see the distance disappear! if the earth was flat, that wouldn't happen!"

honestly, even while venti does patch up some unclear opinions, he still does find it super funny when you end up believing absurd things. in fact, he'll humor you for a bit before telling you the truth

of course. that's until someone accidentally mispronoounces his name as "barsibatos." venti will tell you immediately that his archon name is barbatos, not barsibatos

call him barsibatos just to rub it in his face. he'll pout immediately.

[battlemaiden13]

Hi! How would HND's Mc's brothers react to meeting the mafia bros and how would they react if her brothers were to give them a talking to ensure their sisters safety?

13: I was so excited to see a question about the brothers, you have no idea, like I literally squealed with excitement. I did the brothers first and then the Mafia skeletons' reactions to being given a talking to.

Asha -He is very polite, introduces himself, smiles and shakes their hand but if you look in his eyes they are cold and watching the Mafia boys every move. Spending years as a CEO he is surprisingly calculating and observant especially when it comes to reading others. He is also aware that his little sister is sort of oblivious sometimes so he won’t do anything to draw attention to the skeletons' careers infront of her but as soon as she leaves the room he is much colder to the monsters. He doesn’t threaten them as such but the change of mood in the room makes it clear that he will make them disappear if something happens to his sister.

Damian -Will straight up threaten them in front of his sister even before he figures out that they are part of the mafia. They are way too nicely dressed and way too cozy with his sister for him to be ok with that. They really shouldn’t take it all too personally though because he threatens basically anyone who gets close to his sister and looks like they have the potential to hurt you. He will get right in their face very intimidating before giving them what might be considered a very thug stereotypical threat. It’s almost like it came straight out of a gangster movie but Damian’s looks are enough to make it seem really threatening.

Nathan -Is definitely the most scary when it comes to the threatening side of things. He is like a villain out of a horror movie as he uses his powers of deduction to systematically scare his targets. He is also running a background check at the same time and will definitely be making up a blackmail file that he can use for future reference. He really doesn’t have an issue with his sister hanging out with the mafia as long as she isn’t in danger and he will be the first to find out if she is ever in danger. Nathan is the brother that will make you disappear without a trace or destroy your whole life if you do something that gets on his bad side.

Michael -His threat is actually more scary than you might originally think. He will cozy up to the mafia and act like old friends being overly friendly until you leave the room and he changes tone in a split second. He will say something very disturbing only to return to his cheerful self when you return to the room sending chills down the skeletons' spin. Being a master of games Michael is great at manipulation which he uses in order to get what he wants.

Roulette -He takes the threatening in stride, it isn’t the first time and honestly he doesn’t want to drag MC into any work related things anyway. If they hadn’t dragged him and his brother off to their house the first time they met then Roulette would have absolutely tried to avoid MC in an effort of not dragging them into their shit so he is 100% with your brothers here.

Sniper -Is instantly backtracking and is already apologizing even if he technically hasn’t done anything wrong besides his career choice. He is trying to 100% reassure your brothers that he would never do anything to put you in any danger and in fact will try to keep you as far away from his job as possible.

Colt -Not surprisingly to anyone he isn’t going to back down here which in Damian’s case may not work in his favor. He is just as snide and cruel back to your brothers as he really doesn’t like being threatened and may even use you to tease and torture them. Of course he will never actually put you in any danger (on purpose) and when Damian chills out he can get along really well with him. In the meantime he is content to fight with your brothers until they drop it.

Musket -For the most part he ignores your brother's threats. Some because he doesn’t find them that scary, others because they fly over his head and lastly because he knows if he shows any reaction then your brothers will think they’ve won and he hates losing. He does seem to be a tad more careful around you after he meets your brothers though.

Carbine -Is annoyed at your brothers not from the point of view of them trying to protect you but the fact that your brothers think he’s doing anything to harm you or put you in harm's way in the first place. He instantly becomes cold towards them whilst also trying hard to prove that he won’t put you in danger. It is very contradicting and doesn’t end well.

Rifle -He is on board with your brothers here, so on board in fact that he will actively try to avoid you from here on out. This is also because he is surprisingly easy to scare and he does not want to deal with your brothers here at all. He thinks it will be easier and safer for both you and him if he never sees you again.

[suspiciouslypinkrosegarden]

The Passed Out Princess Chapters 1-2

Pairing: My CMC (Uyu, Dan Byeol) x Suit Saeran

Description: On days 7-9 of Ray’s route, the player is denied food as “Saeran” makes his presence first known. But, what if MC fell very ill under this method of torture due to a medical condition? Sadly, my custom MC, Uyu (full name Dan Byeol), would deal with exactly this dilemma.

Content warning: Descriptions of throwing up, passing out, and meal skipping. Every food related issue mentioned is strictly medical, and based on my own condition.

This was written under the assumption that you have played Ray’s route in full, so route spoilers ahead! This takes place during the very beginning of day 8, and according to the timings and contents of the chat rooms, it would take place before Saeran cuts contact with the RFA and before he installs a camera to monitor MC in her room. It is timed to match closely around to when I’d get sick myself.

My CMC’s condition deals chronic with low blood sugar, meaning she has to eat to keep it up or suffer the consequences as seen here. It is not diabetes related, it is something she is born with as am I and is linked to more complicated matters I left out to keep it simple. Some symptoms include: growing light headed, severe dizziness, nausea, vomiting, and passing out. See all chapters

I wrote this with flexibility for whichever HC for Saeran you follow (DID or BPD), because whether or not he has one of the following, Rika has drilled it in his head that Ray and Saeran are separate entities, and Saeran views it this way. Consider it written the way Cheritz writes him, with nothing exactly too set.

To make things easier for myself, I’m uploading multiple chapters on each post, chapters only separated by lines. Here is 1 and 2

Ping!

The sound of Dan’s phone alerted her to rise and greet the day with a new chat room open.

As the morning sun took its place in the clear blue sky, the little woman sat up in her big bed, bangs sticking out in all directions as her head thumped with a dull pain. Hunger induced pain, she noted, as her stomach felt empty.

Despite the beauty of this early morning, the light pouring through the windows creating a rosy glow which engulfed the princess room; there was no beautiful light shining on the brunette’s new situation, seeming so dreary and dim.

Uyu still found herself wrapped up in this place, whisked away to a castle tucked deep within mountains known as Magenta. Every corner of the building was constructed brick by brick with a beautifully ornate architectural design, but the bright exterior was only a façade. If she was left caged like this for long, what would become of her? Driven to insanity, perhaps she’d attack and claw at the walls which confined her, unable to turn her anger to Saeran, the real victim in all this. The “savior” made it clear she was the true ruling figure who lurked about as the moon rose, the mastermind behind this place’s pain and suffering.

The night before, after being so kindly introduced to “Saeran”, this golden-haired angel confirmed herself to be quite the wicked witch of the west indeed, and it took everything out of Uyu to not call her harsher names to her face.

Mint Eye was hell redecorated to wear the guise of heaven, but pretty gardens and saccharine words could not fool her. Because Dan wore no wool over her eyes, the savior had no intention of allowing her to live long enough to become the new narrator of “The Yellow Wallpaper”; and she had no shoes to click together at the heel to wish her way home with who she came here for originally.

Just as Ray’s suit did, he changed, flipping like a light switch.

Saeran, the name V previously called him by, did succeed in giving her a good fright, his attitude being the least thing she expected to see after Ray’s earlier sobs over the phone.

Uyu was mainly focused on one solid question after their encounter, though. Just what did that “cleansing” entail in full detail? What did this place do to him, to make him weep and beg for a warm hand to hold one minute, only to push back and try to scare her the next?

It was as if he was caught, dragged by the feet somewhere inescapable, a pit damp and dark down under; rising from a shivering grave cold to the touch.

If it weren’t for her position, she wouldn’t have allowed it.

Now more than ever, this room built on the foundation of fantasy and delight felt like a birdcage which barely allowed her to wiggle an arm through its bars. She relied on her song, her sweet words which Ray claimed to tickle at his heart and hold a power over him like no other before. Her goal, of course, was to use this for good, influencing him to learn to appreciate and care for himself like he should. But now, she felt unable to do even that much, not that she’d give up trying.

Saeran wished to dismiss her and her actions entirely, evident from his need to spew the fact that he bestowed upon her the label of being less than a person, his toy. His play thing.

That sick twisting she felt pooling in her gut upon first hearing the term “cleansing” seemed all too in place.

Ray, as sweet as her prince charming was, had a knack for leaving out important details about this museum of wonder. To her best guess, it was done to avoid panic as none of what went on here could be viewed as normal, or ok. He only briefly mentioned things like the “elixir”, such as on the night V arrived to spiral this place’s plans into chaos.

That was the night she could officially mark a great importance in staying, despite the vast network of lies.

Uyu wasn’t entirely stupid, she had an idea of what the elixir might be a while back, but it was still hard to process regardless.

Saeran threatened to give her one of these cleansing ceremonies...and said he could “draw out the maximum pain in the process”, telling her whatever happened to him hurt. A “no duh” moment indeed, but it was confirmation.

Ray suffered, for no reason other than he was too enwrapped in his blooming feelings for her, something that shouldn’t be taken as a negative but was. It displeased the savior that his chains which bound him by the ankles began to jingle with his new yearning to take flight.

She couldn’t allow herself to lie down and give the savior the satisfaction of breaking her, not when she still had so much to do, and not when Saeran and the RFA were at risk.

As the cool night-time air blew around them, feeling its whisper through her long locks of hair, Ray opened up about Mint Eye’s beliefs as a sanctuary for the “weak”, who had no choice but to lock themselves away to avoid further hurt.

He clearly viewed himself as someone in this category. Weak. But Saeran? Saeran shoved and shouted, which felt like a complete opposite to Ray’s whimpers and pleading. He even went as far as to accuse her of manipulation, of treating Ray like a puppet as she watched him dance to the harp she plucked.

Looking past his outburst and itch to watch her squirm, there stood a man seething with hate sparked entirely by twisted lies and his own fears. He gave himself away rather quickly as he attempted to say she messed with “hisna vefeelings” for some “big plan”.

She had to trust that there were boundaries he wouldn’t cross, being so close to her and forceful...and that was where her panic truly lied. But for now, she’d bank on the idea that he just wanted to scare her, staying alert in case he went too far. There were vases around from Ray’s various gifts that could be used as a weapon during the extreme. Unlike her, Saeran had no fighting skills either, but currently she was a bit too ill for those measures.

For once, a room so pink made her feel neither cozy nor at home.

Uyu’s fuzzy morning vision was then attracted to a black blob hanging on the doorknob. With a little eye rub, she made it out to be a dress, and a rather pretty one at that. In the way it was cut, it would expose much of her shoulders and upper back, the top front of it connected to a bow tied around the back of a neck piece with strings of fabric; like an attached choker. She could only assume it was a “gracious gift” bestowed upon her from the man she saw take Ray’s place. Apparently, he has a thing for black.

Her little device chimed again, and then once more, third time giving her the last push of annoyance she needed to reach over and respond to the opened chatroom.

She sighed with relief seeing Seven was the person active online, as she could now pester him with questions about what he was seeing on his end of the fight. They typed away, Uyu expressing concern for both of the hackers as they discussed Ra-Saeran’s new careless and aggressive tactics to snag him a victory.

As time passed, Jumin joined to ask questions as well, mainly circling around the governmental commendation from the Prime Minister to recognize the RFA for their charity work. Uyu stuck to her gut and pushed against the idea of it being a complete positive.

While both V and Seven acted oddly around the idea of the commendation, the RFA was also just a small organization which had only held two parties previous to Rika’s “passing”. The award was too fishy to trust in her judgment, especially now that she understood things going on around here weren’t at all what they had seemed to be.

Mint Eye wasn’t the only organization she was caught in that held its secrets.

After a bit of talking, Jumin agreed that the prime minister’s reasoning had to be figured out before any final decisions could be made. Everyone logged off, Seven returning to the battlefield and Jumin to stitching in his car.

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The need for food grew worse.

Uyu showered and changed into the outfit provided…not having much of a choice to do otherwise unless she wanted to rewear old clothing. She felt down and sluggish as she dressed the way her toy maker willed, the dark frills of her attire tickling against her thighs as her step dragged. She was still ok enough to make herself look presentable, even if done at such a pace.

Her hair changed to a solid dark brown color as it took in the shower water, the gold ombré reaching her tips returning upon giving it a blow dry, making sure Saeran would have less to scoff next he saw her. She wasn’t aiming to avoid his crude comments, but instead trying to make herself feel good. Call her smelly all he wants, she knows she isn’t.

Saeran was aiming to play into her insecurities, maybe full well knowing she had so very many of them as he tried to wind her up. The least she could do was confirm his lies to be lies in the ways she knew how, if not for him then for her. She couldn’t allow him to figure out what made her gears stop, whether his words were true or not. This was no game of knife throwing, and she was no target.

11:00 AM crept up on her as she moped around quietly in her dollhouse, waiting for Saeran to come and try to take a good yanking on her marionette strings.

Dan sat upon the bed as the empty-headed feeling and banging in her temple raged, shifting to lay down fully and make herself more comfortable. If she stood for too long, she’d sway and wobble as her vision turned to black, purple and green swirls, momentarily clouding both her sight and mind.

Despite her numerous texts and occasional calls, she still heard nothing from Saeran. Not a peep.

She was growing restless as well as worried for him, and what would become of her as she continued to go unfed.

Her phone buzzed, shifting her attention over to it groggily, eyes half lidded as she wanted to sleep off this sinking feeling. Soon, she’d start to go down like the Titanic as lunch time acted as her iceberg.

Uyu hoped it was her self-proclaimed master, only to let out a grumble seeing that it wasn’t. Instead, it was Zen who had logged on.

She chatted with him, trying her best not to voice her ever-growing discomfort from skipping last night’s dinner as well as that morning’s breakfast, lunch time now creeping just around the corner.

After a quick talk, she’d call Saeran again...as uncomfortable as that conversation would be, it was her only viable option to kill the onslaught of nausea.

As they talked for a while, Yoosung joined the conversation as well….with talk of food; stew he was in the middle of making to be precise. She felt her stomach churn and rumble as the need for rest fell over her like a weighted blanket, being the only escape from the inevitable vomit now building up inside.

She logged off within another couple of seconds as the hot sweat began.

Dan swallowed thickly as her stomach went haywire, guts twisting, coaxing her to run to the toilet and empty out the water she could at least keep herself going on from the bathroom tap.

Leaving her phone on the bed, she rose to her feet best she could, stumbling till she reached the cold tiles of the bathroom floor. There, she fell to her knees, pulling her long hair back and away from her damp face, lifting up the toilet seat before her.

Within a mere moment, she felt the contents claw at the inside of her throat with a burning sensation, attempting to break free. She shuddered as her body suddenly fell in temperature, before allowing whatever her tummy could offer up to slip past her lips, color in her face all too faded away, displaying her illness. Gagging and choking noises echoed throughout the small room as the rather clearish liquid flowed from her mouth, tears from the discomfort blurring her vision as she blinked them away.

She stayed like that by the toilet for a while, throwing up a couple more times before making certain that event was over for the time being. Uyu considered herself extremely lucky that none was able to touch her or end up in her hair, but not nice to say vomiting wasn’t new to her. She knew the tricks.

Oddly, when something like this would happen, it gave her a tiny amount of strength back. It was strangely relieving, although emptying her stomach further. Her tummy was able to untense a tad.

She blew her nose and wiped her eyes before giving it all a flush down.

A fast teeth brush followed before she stumbled over to bed where she had left her phone. She fiddled with the RFA app until she could reach Saeran’s contact profile. Trying not to let the dread of being ignored again wash over her, she dialed up his number, both nervous and praying this time for a response.

After that last fit was over, her condition would move her into another stage, passing out being the only thing to come next without the blood sugar spike she needed.

The ringing went on for what felt like an eternity as she groaned and pressed her face into the pillow.

“Pick up...pick up damn it please pick up…”.

Uyu wished that she had made a bigger fuss over this earlier rather than attempting to swallow it and wait it out. Being distracted by “the savior” and Saeran’s screaming was something she shouldn’t have allowed herself to do in the midst of endangering her own health. What was she thinking? She knew it would reach this point, it always does if left unchecked. She internally cursed herself for not speaking up more assertively.

After another moment, his angry voice finally came through the speaker and she sighed softly with relief. The last she had heard from him was at four in the morning.

“Feeling this lonely and desperate already, hmm? Tch...what makes you think you have the right to contact me over and over again when I’m doing important work unlike you?”

She huffed on the other end, which he paid no mind.

“All you do is fiddle around like a good for nothing. You didn’t seem so happy to chat with me last time we spoke, but now you’re all eager and ready? You’re just itching for another visit aren’t you? Impatient little princess~.”

He let out an airy chuckle, finding her repeated acts of calling him rather amusing.

“Don’t worry. I have play time all planned out for you soon, you pest. I’ll bother you ten times more than you ever bothered me-”

She cut off his angry rambling, mumbling quietly as she spoke.

“Saeran...can you please come here? I’m not well right now and I don’t know how much longer I can keep myself functioning...I already threw up-”

“Speak up, you complainer! Seriously? You want to see me so badly that you’d put on an elaborate show? Princess...you can’t win any sort of sympathy from me by acting like a brat. Ugg, I’m going to hang up now. I’ll be imagining the million ways I can punish you for this later, stupid toy. I’m busy! Too busy for a bug like you to understand! You waste my time-”

“Wait please...please come here...it’s harder for me to explain over the phone. I...mentioned this problem earlier..please…”

And she had, briefly attempting to bring it up as he invaded a chat room between her and Jaehee.

“Begging now?”

He took on a sad tone of childish mockery as he continued.

“Please please please...please come see me... AHAHA! You airhead. I know what your medical records look like, and therefore I know you’re spinning a lie. You’re not to be trusted just as my savior says. There’s nothing there pertaining to some sort of eating issue other than the fact that your weak little body can’t handle milk…‘Uyu’~.”

He teased at her chosen nickname, and while the irony was why it was picked, this was less than fun.

“Now quit whining over an empty stomach when it hasn’t even been a full day! It’s no fun to see you give up so fast!”

Dan tried her best not to slur her speech, the task assigned to speak up being too hard of one to follow.

“Fine...fine don’t believe me. But…..it doesn’t hurt to come anyways. Since you want to see me suffer….or whatever….”

“Or whatever??? Toy, if I come see you right now...you won’t like what you’re going to get. I haven’t an ounce of pity in me to give you if that’s what you’re searching for. I'm not the type to let you rest in my lap as I stroke your hair and tell you it will be alright, and I won’t give in and feed you. Instead, I’ll make sure you never wish to call me again.”

“...ok…”

“Ok? Ok?? Haha! ...ok then. Let’s see how pathetic you’ve become as you beg and plead to me in person, little actor. Playtime is happening earlier today than I had planned. Congratulations! I’m extra pissed.”

Call ended.

She let out a puff of air, dropping her phone down next to her before closing her eyes, not bothering to stand in preparation for his arrival.

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[alexlabhont]

I didn’t mean to fall in love with you

Chapter Seven

Book: Queen B - Choices (Universe)

Pairing:  Poppy Min-Sinclair x Trans!Male MC (Beck Hughes)

Genre: Canon re-write (Because I can)

Rating: Everybody’s in!

Tags: @dopeyouth​ (If anyone want to be tagged in, just tell me)

This is me trying to write by and for the Trans community, specially FTM community, meaning, trans guys, but I actually took the liberty to use They/them pronouns for everyone out there who´s interested (Also, the name Beck was the most neutral one I could find, trying to use the cannon Bea Hughes)

CHAPTERS 

Previously

ONE-SHOTS 

Just a dance (Zoey x MC)

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“Hello?”

“Beck?” Zoey’s voice through the phone sounded scared, her walking was so strong and fast that they could hear it through the handset. It sounded as if she was running, actually. “I heard what happened. That miserable… How are you? Are you at the nursing? I’m going right now”

“No, I’m… I'm not really there…” Shit, they forgot to tell her their whereabouts… now it would be awkward.

“Did that prick send you to hospital?! God, I swear I'm killing him when I see him!”

“No. I'm not at the hospital neither…”

“Where are you, then?” Zoey was confused.

Ok, their time has come…

“I’m in Poppy's room.”

Silence. Beck could almost see her face of surprise and shock as if they were there in front of her.

“What?”

Beck waited, not knowing what to say, feeling a lot awkward.

“Ok, now I'm definitely going.”

“No!” They said quickly, hurting their rib accidentally. “Ouch!... Ouch... ouch... Please don't come…”

“And why not? Are you afraid I'll be making her uncomfortable?” Zoey ironized, making Beck sigh… Ha! They wish. It only took them to stretch their arm with their phone in that hand to make Zoey understand why she shouldn’t come.

“I WANT HIM EXPELLED! I want him so fucking far away from us that Google maps can’t be able to find him!”

“Oh my God, is that Poppy?”

“Yes…”

“I don’t pay you for making stupid questions! Just do it! Make it happen!”

The first thing Poppy did once they arrived was to call a doctor to check their rib out, it turns out it wasn’t broken, the doctor said it was just a bruised rib, although, the man also said it was better to have an X-ray to be sure. Poppy was next to them all along, asking even more questions to the doctor than Beck, observing attentive every time the doctor told her to observe, squeezing tightly their hand each time he touched their bruise to measure their pain. She was there… She really was there.

After that, Poppy locked herself in her bathroom, she needed to make a call, she said. She wasn’t counting that One could hear everything from there… Beck really wanted to apologize to the person she was talking to.

“She's been like this since half an hour ago.” Beck told Zoey.

“Who is she talking about?”

“Carleton Burnett.” Beck responded, having absolutely no clue about how to feel about it.

“He attacked my mate…! Yes, yes, my classmate, whatever. Are you up to the job or should I find someone else a lot more competent than you?”

Damn…

“Are you really telling me Poppy Min-Sinclair wants the guy who hurt you to be expelled?” Yeah, even in Zoey’s words sounded crazy.

“I don’t really think is just that…” Beck murmured, their head deep in thoughts. “But don’t worry, I'll go home as soon as I…”

The bathroom door opened, letting Poppy walk in to where Beck was. The girl looked just as fresh as how she went inside that other room the first time, as if nothing happened. That, until Poppy saw Beck on the phone.

“I…’ll call you later, ok?”

“Wait, is this Wade?” Beck frowned, why she wanted to know that?

“She is, why?” They asked, defensive.

“Gimme.” Poppy took the phone right from their hand without hesitation, she walked a few steps far from them while Beck was feeling alarmed.

“Poppy, I swear, if you yell at her…”

“Zoey?” Her voice tone was neutral, but nothing similar to the one she used to the person she called a few moments before. “First of all, I know you and I had a little encounter so I’ll making it quick. I’m taking Hughes for an X-ray, just to be sure their rib is not broken. I’ll have my assistant sending you the deets. Toodles~” And Poppy hung up, walking towards the bed to take a sit right next to them. “But first… let’s fix this mess…”

Poppy took cotton and alcohol from the little night table next to her bed, soaking it to start cleaning the little cuts and wounds on Beck's face.

“Now, I need you to stay still…” Poppy said, but the only thing Beck could think about was how close she was from them.

Her hot breath a few inches from Beck’s… there it was, that perfume, those honey eyes looking captivating while working, concentration adorning her flawless beauty. The burning feeling of alcohol in their wounds wasn’t new at all, but the gentle touch and the softness of her hands made them feel they were being taking care by an angel.

“I couldn't reach out sooner…” she murmured, Poppy hadn’t look at Beck to the eyes, but they were aware of every detail of her face. She did feel bad for it. “I saw you from afar… Why didn't you defend yourself at first?”

“What for?” their answer brought a frown from her, but they continued. “If there’s something I've learned from back home is that… sometimes, it gets worse when you fight back.”

“Why is that?” She asked, still frowning while taking care Beck's forehead.

“People like them have no honor whatsoever… But they have lots of friends” Beck said, a little chuckle in their voice, the good old days, right?  But the strawberry blonde bite her lower lip, understanding the meaning of what they said.

“He can try.” The death threat implied in those words was palpable, as if she could do something about it. But Beck didn’t need her protection, Beck actually hated it. They weren’t some fool who couldn’t take care of themselves, they felt unprotected, vulnerable all their life until recently times, and they weren’t going back to that.

“Why would you say so?” Beck clenched their jaw, remembering Carleton’s words. “Do you have business with him?”

“Ha! As if” She said, a weird laugh coming out of her.

“Really? Because I believe this was because of you.” Shit, that sounded bad, even their voice came out as from rancor. Poppy noticed that, moving off from them as if Beck was spitting acid.

“Are you really fucking blaming me?”

“Of course not!” Beck responded as fast as they could but it was too late, they already could see the harpy features transforming that lovely lady into a beast.

“You sure about that, Farmsville?” Poppy raised her eyebrow, that bitchy face of hers coming back to life. “Because it sounded like it. And you have to believe that if I wanted to make it physical it would be way, way worse than that but here you are in my room, laying on my bed because I absolutely hated to see that fucking caveman hurting you…!”

“He called you his woman!” Beck interrupted, Poppy was right in every creepy and threatening aspect, even in the actually cute parts as well, and Beck somehow knew that. They only had to remember how mad she was, the way she hugged him as if she wanted to protect them from that cretin on the floor. But then, something clicked inside their head.

And inside Poppy’s head as well.

“Wait… You were mad because he hurt me?”

“His woman?!”

Gosh… This is awkward. The whole moment and place were awkward.

“I can’t believe this.” Poppy was the first person in the room to speak after that moment of silence. “I mean, seriously what the fuck? We only had drunk sex, what? Once? Twice? My god, what a loser.”

“Did you two really had sex?” Beck asked. Well, the guy wasn’t that bad, but… No, it was pretty lame… kinda basic vibes with no spectacular thing whatsoever. Nowhere near Poppy’s inner circle, how the hell did that happen?

“I know, right? Gross. But I was kinda feeling insecure and Nobody right there was an easy and convenient target at the moment. Worse scenario ever. You so not want to see a boring Poppy.”

“What about your friends?” The only mention of them caused her to laugh in a very cold and ironic way.

“Friends? You know I don’t have any friends!” She said still laughing, the truth in her words being represented by her as a satire. “Do you realize who I am? I’m Poppy Min-Sinclair. I’m in constantly social danger, my parents, the society… This whole college! Everybody’s looking for an opportunity to take me down. To take my life down. And coming from an interracial crib, I don’t have the luxury to have friends.”

Her gaze, her posture and even the expression on her face were telling how confident she was about it. Like it was her against the world without sweating it. But the way her fingers played around with a piece of cotton and the slightly tapping from her designer shoes where saying something else.

“I also don’t need them. They’re an unnecessary hazard that will kick you the minute you left them do so.”

And, painfully, that was something Beck agreed with. They had one friend once, a best friend who became a secret lover, the only person in their life back then that was there no matter what… or so it seemed. Sooner than later, everyone in Farmsville knew about them both, and she had no remorse at all while she was throwing them under the bus. Even today, after so many years, Beck could close their eyes and listen to her call them a freak, claiming they were manipulating her, threating her to do awful things… the stupid apology after that later in the night, crying through the phone call because she got scared.

Well, yeah… Beck get that. She got scared, but Beck got the first beating of their life.

“So that’s why you want Carleton to be expelled? Because you don’t want anyone to know about you and him…”

“Oh my god, how did you even made it into top ten? Carleton is stupid. Anyone else would be a threat, but him? Please, nobody would ever believe him.”

“So why did you made that call?”

“Because I didn’t want him to hurt you anymore.”

“Me? Your so called enemy?” Ever since day one, by the way.

“Hughes, I consensually and publicly kissed you, how can you be so fucking dumb?”

Silence again, neither of them talking. Poppy trying to understand why it was such a big trouble, while Beck was trying to put the puzzle pieces in the right order, making it make sense. Because it actually did, but something inside them just won’t let them admit it all hundred percent.

“So… you like me?” Beck asked, a playful flirty grin, meant to annoy a little.

The strawberry blonde has never grunted so badly and exasperated as in that moment, but instead of a verbal reply, Poppy’s hands took Beck’s neck strongly and dominant, kissing them. She was rude at first, an angry, reassurance kiss, tasting just as how a “Shut the fuck up” would taste. But then, it became sweeter, it became intoxicating; those soft lips caressing theirs, sucking, biting… Beck’s arms looped around Poppy’s waist, feeling her coming closer to them, letting herself go in their mouth, savoring the moment, their lips just as much as they were doing it.

Gosh… Beck really wanted this…

Poppy slowly break apart, but they didn’t want it to be over just yet. Just a little more, please… they needed to feel that kind of warm in their chest a little longer. So it was their turn to kiss her again, and so they did, taking Poppy by surprise for a second, second that was used by her to move her fingers to their face, squishing a bit their cheeks, smiling against Beck’s lips, over and over, until the moment became one of those ones when you don’t actually know why, but you want so badly to laugh, to be happy in that fraction of time. And you are. So you chuckle despite the pain in your rib, both were chuckling, connected.

“Come one, Tushi-face…” She whispered, the smile still in her face. “You need an X-ray.” Beck growled, just like a disgruntled puppy.

“Uhmmno… I don’t need it. I’m fine.”

“Seriously, pamper me a little and turn on your brain, would you?”

“It’s not broken at all.”  Beck said, moving a little just to stand up from the bed with difficulty. “It hurts, but is not that bad… I actually know how a broken rib feels like. I’ll be fine.” The blondie pinched the bridge of her nose, wasted. “Just trust me?”

“I actually hate your guts, Farmsville.”

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[storiesofsass]

Warning: somewhat incoherent rambling

So I posted a reply to @marinaredwixi post about Obey Me.

But I don't think Solomon, Diavolo or even God himself is going to be the bad guy here.

Sure they all have a hand in the mess that's going on for their own interests and that's quite important and I have a theory about it but they aren't the ultimate villain here.

Then who is? And my answer is Lilith.

Now, why Lilith? If anything, she's been nothing but nice to us when we do interact with her, she's placed on a pedestal and from what we know of her, she's pretty great.

Now, I've spent too many sleepless nights playing MM and other otome/games but there's one thing I know and it's never to trust anything that sounds too good to be true.

All the information we have about Lilith comes from naturally biased sources. We actually know nothing about the true Lilith outside of the rose colored glasses of the brothers.

What we do know however, is that she's connected to us somehow either by ancestry or something else. (Personally, I think it's both)

She's dead and a ghost

She's kinda the reason for the war as far as we currently know. (She isn't however, the reason for Satan's birth and I stand by that. Lilith's sentence was the straw that broke the camel's back so to speak or not since there's something that brothers me about a certain Devilgram's story)

Everything else just sounds way too good to be true. I've read Belphie's Hatred Devilgram too many times and during the game of Guess Who her description read too much like a Mary Sue's

Someone who can say things that could surprise Asmo, gets along with everyone.

Someone who is kind and loves humans

But also a little mischievous

I rolled my eyes so hard at it but something jumped out at me during my 100th reread of the Devilgram.

Every description given except Belphie's to a point was more or less nothing but praise.

There's nothing that they mentioned that could be a negative trait.

Not even Lucifer, everything shown was practically laden with icing and sugar.

Now within the context of the Devilgram, it makes sense, as it was a dream of a memory Belphie had while talking to MC while he was still in the attic. A happy memory of a time where he actually used to get along with Lucifer.

Now, we are going to talk about an entirely different event, I'm getting somewhere ok. I have to discuss this before I can move on to the big picture.

Belphie as we know, is an unreliable narrator, mostly because of the rose colored glasses, mostly because he's manipulative.

So the whole argument with Lucifer and how Belphie got in the attic can only be told by one other person.

Lucifer.

But he's also an unreliable narrator.

Pride isn't going to let him tell the version of the story that makes him look bad and he didn't, maybe it was because I read the Unspoken Feelings Devilgram before reaching that chapter but Belphie's behavior in both stories don't match up with each other.

In Lucifer's story, Belphie is confrontational and looking for a fight

In the Devilgram, while initially confrontational, Belphie cools off by the end.

Let's say he gets locked up in the attic the next day, he wouldn't have gone in guns blazing like that.

That isn't Belphie's personality and as we saw in the Devilgram, he wasn't in any state of rage.

He only goes into a state of rage when he believes that Lucifer betrayed him by placing Diavolo over him (Belphegor).

Now this creates an interesting plot point.

The betrayal in itself.

We know that Lucifer's loyalty is because of the deal he made with Diavolo, the reason for his response is because Diavolo could and would do much worse and his hands would honestly be tied in that situation.

For many reasons but also for an important one.

The brothers, despite all the arguments, fights etc would always put each other over everything.

After all doing so is the reason they fell from heaven.

We see this in action when Beel finds out about Belphie being in the attic. When Lucifer attacks Beelzebub, Asmodues asks Lucifer why would he intentionally hurt his brother like that while looking hurt.

Beel also sees what Lucifer did as a betrayal, as he locked up Belphie against his will and lied to everyone.

It's essentially an unwritten rule that guides them.

So what happens when one of them is clearly the bad guy?

So about Lilith.

I believe that Lilith had a hand in manipulating Belphegor.

We had seen that she could

1. Interact with the brothers in their dreams (ie. Telling Beel in his sleep to save Belphie)

2. Manipulate reality or people to a degree (whatever she did in chapter 16)

Now, we know that she has been waiting for us, she tells us that, but for how long?

If she knew that we were special, what's stopping her from knowing what could possibly happen as well and pushing for a series of events that benefits her.

Belphie, already plauged with thoughts and a very rapidly degrading mental health status, edged on by Lilith to talk to Lucifer would lash out like that.

Something else to note is that Belphie is a night owl and Lucifer is an insomniac, that conversation could have happened mere hours after the first confrontation while everyone would be dead asleep. Explains why no one heard or knew anything. And the ending of Unspoken Feelings Devilgram being a discussion between Beel and Belphie before they go to bed.

Let's think of a timeline or reality where Belphie didn't go in the attic.

For starters, he wouldn't have made a pact with us. Being attracted to us is a bit uncertain tbh.

We won't have made the bonds with the brothers that allowed us to make the pacts either, outside of Mammon.

Every pact (except Mammon) we have made was a direct cause of Belphie being in the attic.

Levi's was because we needed the CD so we could distract Lucifer to be able to head into the attic

Beel, Asmo, Satan happened because we were actively looking for pacts with the brothers so we could free Belphie

Belphie did it as a love confession and you can't convince me otherwise.

Lucifer's was because of everything that happened, you had singlehandedly repaired a lot of the damage between the relationships of the brothers, you are essentially a replacement for Lilith and his pride hates feeling left out as much as it hates feeling like he's giving up control.

You would have had a mundane year and left provided that dear ol Belphie didn't use the opportunity to show his brothers how awful humans are and make your life hell.

Lilith would have known this and would have gotten him temporarily out of the way, not only saving him from Diavolo but grooming MC to take her place.

MC is currently the new Lilith among the brothers but instead of being a cute little sister, they are the person everyone wants to fuck.

This creates a strange balance among the brothers.

Sure they are all competing for your affections but the unspoken rule among them keeps them all in check as to how far they are willing to go to get it.

Great, now MC is the one thing that brings them together, wouldn't it be funny if something were to happen to them?

Let's go to Lilith's conversation with MC.

She mentions that she had lost her path back to the Celestial Realm and implies that she wishes to go back.

We know this is a bad idea as mere moments before Levi was talking about how pissed the Celestial Realm would be if they would found out Lilith lived and MC, now her closest desendant in terms of connection would have to answer the call.

Let's go back a bit more to when Luke was staying in HoL.

How did Luke know how to find the grimmore? We never got the answer from him and I have reason to believe that Lilith is the reason.

Timeline of events is as follows, MC and Beel put Luke in the closet but he disappears, when they find him again it's because Lucifer is pissed because Luke found the Grimmore.

My theory is that when they put Luke in the closet, Lilith took him to the coffin and with it the grimmore.

I mean both just so happens to be connected to our dear ol Lilith.

Lucifer would have killed Luke if Beel and MC didn't step in thanks to Mammon.

That would lead to the Celestial Realm not being very happy about it and would definitely lead to either a power struggle or worst case scenario, all out war.

So does our current scenario with MC becoming the new Lilith and the Celestial Realm and by extension the brothers in another case oh so finding out that Lilith is alive.

Case 1. The Celestial Realm after Luke and Simeon inevitably report back to Michael about their experience in the Devildom, does their own investigation on MC and somehow finds out they're the desendant of Lilith, they'll want answers and the brothers would now be threatened by any move the Celestial Realm takes against the MC and would react to anything they consider a threat.

Case 2. MC helps Lilith get back to the Celestial Realm. Again, the Celestial Realm wants answers but this time the brothers get to know that Lilith was alive as a ghost among them for so long. Now that they have Lilith back, they aren't letting her go again not matter what anyone says. MC may or may not be shoved out of the picture except to or especially by their chosen love interest.

Either way, same thing happens. A worse case scenario of war between the two realms.

While Belphie blamed humans for what happened to Lilith, Lilith blames the Celestial Realm and wants to have her revenge.

Note in both cases, the brothers would have no reason to drag humans into it and even have more of a reason to protect humans from being collateral damage.

But Niko, wouldn't that destroy the Devildom too?

Yeah. Remember the memory Lilith keeps showing us? The one where Lucifer makes the deal with Diavolo?

Everything is framed to make it seem like a really sweet moment. But I think otherwise, mostly anyway.

It is a sweet moment that also foreshadows what Lilith is using to manipulate her brothers 'I will do anything to make you happy'

And Lilith's reason for destroying the Devildom as collateral damage.

We all know Lucifer, he hates being controlled. And despite of the cute friendship that he has with Diavolo, Diavolo has all of the control between himself and Lucifer.

Lilith wants to save her brothers. Or rather that's what she thinks she's doing.

The destruction of the Devildom to her would mean freeing them from RAD, from Diavolo.

Then they would all be happy with her or her chosen replacement in MC. Even though Diavolo's plan in having all three realms together would be the kind of thing Lilith would have loved before the war.

Though one of the main themes of the game is about moving on from tragedy.

In order for them to truly move on from Lilith, they need to shatter the rose colored glasses they have on her.

What better way to do that than for her to be the villain?

[baddyxangel]

well...that was an...experience.

spoiler

ok babies so i finally finished ALL of teen wolf and umm...wow . im gonna go ahead and share my thoughts, i think im gonna split this into 2 posts 1 where i talk about the characters individually and 1 where i just speak in general

6B never happened, I've never heard of it, never seen it, never touched it, never smelled it and i dont think i wanna see anything anymore.

starting with our MC we have scott, the indecisive, pure, irritating, "true alpha". now my problems with scott are honestly just preferrence but still somewhat justified . if you're familiar with comics you know that we always have our hero who believes and tries his best to save EVERYBODY including his enemies, and he is the "if i kill them i'll be just as bad as them" type. now the issue i have with this trope is that its just annoying and naive , I've always been more of a wonder woman type myself personally i dont see this issue with killing 1 person who has killed hundreds or dozens. Scott in most cases is very...bland ? very cookie cutter goody two shoes type, naive and a little bit soft, and for how gassed up true alphas are he is EXTREMELY underwhelming and one is his only saving graces for me is me being attracted to him.

he lets some of the most dangerous people in his universe roam freely because there is a "line" he wont cross and while i get those are his morals and his code i just personally couldnt fuck with it if i was in pack. his innocence meshes more well with ignorance. AND FOR FUCKS SAKE LET THIS MAN BE FUCKING SINGLE

also this was added in post: he's best on screen when he has other people with him to actually show he had some kind of personality besides "me help people" is what I've noticed. specifically stiles, derek and isaac tbh. i think one of my fav scott moments is "im the hot girl 🙂" and isaac saying "yes you are 👍🏽"

Stiles now we all know stiles, the best friend, the brains of the operation, the sarcastic and funny one who lightens the mood. Now stiles is one of my favorites (surprise surprise) because he's not infuriating to me i dont think I've ever been frustrated with mr.stilinski. he's essentially scotts polar opposite but not really if you get what i mean ? idk i love him, moving on.

Allison- i like her. got on my nerves after her coocoo ass momma died but y know. i thought her and scott were cute and i would've liked her to stay alive

Lydia- my favorite banshee, smart, but for some reason is always being taken hostage, attacked, injured, and put into extremely horrifying situations and i dont think i like that.

Kira- personally my fav of scotts Gf's, i think she's cute, right amount of awkward, strong, interesting and i would've loved for her kitsune to have been able to kill somebody. jeff davis obviously did her dirty with her storyline that was apparently finished even though...we still didnt get to learn that much about her powers ? whatever im upset.

Liam- dont like him . moving on. also the long hair didnt grow on me and i dont think it will.

Jackson- eat shit and die.

coach- we love you.

monroe- i could write an entire 2 hour movie script on this hoe. bitch killed 1 hellhound and start feeling ha pussy and thinking she hot shit fuck this lil girl was annoying, moving on before i keep typing.

gerard- you got what the fuck yo old ass had coming to you

peter- we love an anti hero with a sense of humor 💕 and idc he would've wrecked everybody shit in season 1

kate- girl...you are a mess of a hoe. lemme stop there before i write a book on her too.

chris- ily

melissa- someone give her an award ASAP

sherrif- you were very on and off for me

derek- baby i missed you so much, leave scott musty ass and come pack this puss-

dread doctors- these fuckers used to put fear in my soul when i was little

deaton- i dont like how he's used as a plot device.

desert wolf- LMFAOOOO

malia- i like her because she's impulsive but sometimes those impulsive tendecies make me wanna stomp her head in the ground.

deucalion- also used a plot device after his season and then died for no reason. im so sorry for what this show did to you

im missing a lot but if you drop your opinions and names in the replies i'll share my opinion on whoever i missed

Thoughts on Theo? theo- hated his manipulative ass but he is so fine so it hurt me to be screaming and cursing at my tv when he was on screen. originally i was extremely irritated and annoyed when they brought him back cause i dont think he needed to be redeemed like at all, even though i appreciate that i can love him without him being a piece of shit it was unneeded i think . id still fuck him tho

scott pissed me off cause... is theo just a great liar or does scott just hate stiles ? why would he believe theo so easily yet not ask for stiles part of the story ? its like he forgets that stiles doesnt have claws and fangs and shit so of course he's gonna do what he does to survive when y'all can't protect him 🙄 i swear their werewolf hearing only works when the plot needs it too (ik they probably need to focus to enhance their hearing but still it's so annoying-) the season is essentially based on misunderstandings tbh. everyone's lying for no reason at all. but i do like how we actually get to see the effect of their mental health but this is also what i mean when i was talking about scotts fluctuating intelligence and how he's only smart when the plot needs him to be, how does he go from being the dimmest bulb in the box to being able to be in AP biology or whatever class it was. it makes no sense at all

”scott pissed me off cause... is theo just a great liar or does scott just hate stiles? why would he believe theo so easily yet not ask for stiles’ part of the story?” Because Scott McCall is a toxic friend and an even shittier werewolf (he couldn’t even detect Theo’s cheap lies and let himself be played like a fiddle throughout Season 5) And because Stiles doesn’t cater to Scott’s delusions of werewolf Jesus-hood and doesn’t stroke Scott’s ego like Theo does. Scott simply chose to believe the worst of his neurodivergent best friend – the boy who risked his own life to save his whiny ass countless times – because it suited his agenda, and because he’s pissed that Stiles didn’t share his own trauma with him like Scott wanted and demanded. SCOTT: We can’t kill the people that we’re trying to save! There’s always a choice! And yet Scott has no problem conspiring with Deucalion (Boyd and Erica’s murderer) behind everyone’s back to assassinate Josh and Tracy AND trying (but failing) to kill Gerard – selling Derek and his Pack out to the hunters, violating Derek, and using Derek as his own personal murder weapon to achieve that – just because “He threatened my mom! I had no choice!” A True Hypocrite indeed

[go-diane-winchester]

Why I stopped liking Misha after eight years.

I loved all the guys at one point.  I don't stan anyone.  Some people may think I am crazy about J2 only.  Well, yeah.  I loved everyone, once upon a time, until they gave me a reason to hate them.  Now only the Js are left and despite being flawed [like every human being on earth] they are still decent human beings.  They are not manipulators or provocateurs.  They are just flawed.  So my admiration has gone back to season 1 to 3, when it was just J2 and they were enough.  With some side order of John.  I like all the Winchester boys, but not blindly.  Even if one of my boys do something wrong, I will acknowledge it.  I wont ignore it, or make excuses for it.  Nor will I dog him down for it.  Unless he is a repeat offender, like Misha.  Misha is not one of my boys.  He is barely a man.   

Before I started to really hate Misha, I had a soft spot for him.  I didn't ship him.  I don't ship.  I mix and match according to my mood.  That is how classic slashers used to do it.  Because pinning your happiness on one ship, when the are a bevy of beauties out there, is a silly thing to do.  I was going to write an epic story for Jared and Matt, where Misha was going to play a pivotal role as Matt's brother because I always felt Matt and Misha had similar fraternal features.  It was going to be an epic.  I was also going to do a suspense-ish story with Jared and Misha, where the epilogue was going to be Misha brutally killing an old woman, but he was the hero of the story.  That story was actually close to my heart.  Unfortunately I got sick, and didn't write anything for years, which is a good thing because I would have regretted wasting such a nice story on that leech. 

I was going to write a Cockles story about two years ago, with Jared, JDM, Gil McKinney and Tahmoh playing supporting roles.  I am meh! about destiel, but never begrudged others who liked it.  Hey, different strokes right?  Its all fantasy anyway.  Or so I thought.   I heard some canon talk on YouTube, here and there, and thought that ''this girl doesn't understand slash''.  How was I to know the majority of them don't understand slash.  Then the hellers started to really misbehave in YouTube comment sections, on Twitter and at cons.  You had to blind not to notice it.  And I was shocked.  I said, ''I wish I could meet Misha.  I will tell him about these fans.  They are giving him such a horrible name.''  I liked him and thought he would make everything better.  How stupid I was. 

Then I realized that everyone else is a either a jerk or leeching off J2's fame.  I realized that Speight was a Trump supporter and that put me off.  Misha blurted it out on a panel and Richard looked angry about it.  Its the first and last time I appreciated Misha having a big mouth.  At that time though, I still liked Misha.  I realized Matt was following a heller on SM, who was bashing Jared continuously, so he can get lost.  Osric was nice and I paired him with Jared mostly, because the big and small thing does something to me.  Sevin was my jam.  This was my honest thoughts when I encountered Kevin zig-zagging and outrunning Sam "Oh, let this cutie be Sam's pairing.  Poor Sammy is so left out because of destiel.  At least now he will have his own stinking cute pairing''.  Not even knowing how I was going to come to regret supporting destiel.  

I felt sorry for Misha, because he was poor and lived on handouts.  I remember him saying that Random Acts was inspired by a woman who bought gifts for him, his brother and mom on Christmas Eve when he was very little.  I felt sad that he cut himself, because he was a bullied teen.  I was furious when he got mugged.  I wanted those pigs caught.  ''Ok, fine, steal his stuff, but there was no need to hit him''.  In other words, I believed everything he said.  I was a sucker.  And I was livid when I realized that he played me and all his other fans. 

The first thing he did, which I didn't like, was bashing the Bible.  I am a Muslim and found that very offensive.  That made me think back on that lady who showed him kindness as a child.  Why would he bash her beliefs when she was so nice to him?  But I thought, first time offence, and let it go.  Then I realized that he was too provocative on stage.  Whether it was swearing or talking abut sex, he didn't care whether children were in the room or not.  I am fairly sure he curbed his language when West was on stage with him.  I cant remember though.  When it came to slash, I was always baffled at why he was talking about it at cons.  As far as I knew, slash-related questions were banned.  Later I realized it was because he was breaking the rules, which was essentially making Jensen look bad. 

Once there was a heartfelt complaint from a minion that fans were asking Misha very sexual questions in a panel.  I was angry.  Why are fans being vulgar with an actor?  He's not your boyfriend.  Later, when I checked for myself, I realized he was being provocative too.  He also made some blasphemous remarks.  Later he complained to one of the handlers ''I didn't know where to draw the line''.  I forced myself to give him the benefit of the doubt even though, that incident stayed with me for all these years.  So he creates the environment that he is complaining about, to make himself look like a victim.  Well sow it and reap it, hypocrite. 

Jaxcon 2017 is where I started to pay attention to Misha and his hellers, and Jibcon was where my mind are fairly made up.  It was only when I looked into Travis Aaron Wade's case that I fully made up my mind, that Misha might be a shadier character than I thought.  Misha has said some very scandalous things about Jensen and Dean followed by ''oh, I am going to get a phone call about this.  I just know it''.  If you have been told not to do something, then why do it?  It was Jensen's death threat that made me really hate this guy.  When I first heard about it, I thought, ''Misha is going to give them a stiff kick for threatening Jensen''.  Months went by.  When Misha kept on pandering and pandering despite the abuse online, that is when I realized that this man is a manipulative, heartless creep who only thinks about himself.  I regret my Misha admiration and I feel a little ashamed that he suckered me.     

Edit:

A reader added this and it thoroughly surprised me:

Agreed on all, but one point I think is off and I’m almost certain I’ve heard that Mishas kids actually swear and he’s ok with it; jokes about it in his panels. I saw a clip once where J2 and MC are on stage and he talked about it and J2’s reactions were almost comical.

If anyone knows which panel that was, please let m know.  I want to see J2's reactions.  And what Misha said. 

[gg-astrology]

mamamoo debuted june 19, 2014 i don't know the time though sorry

nah don’t worry 💕💕💕 It could’ve been 12am so I’m going to use that ok? 💕

[Below Cut: Mamamoo 2019 ]

ooooof ok, so this is their solar return chart for the year 2019, the green outside is their return and the black glyphs inside is their natal!

I feel like since we haven’t looked at their natal as a group, maybe we could do that first?? skdjnfks

Vesta and Eros in the 1H - self empowerment, women’s positivity/attitude and artistic abilities (Pisces)is at the forefront of the self-identity (1H) -- the creation of the self-image is related to how they wield their individuality (vesta). And it’s the thing people see most prominently about them. 

It is however in opposition to the Vertex (7H) which does talk about opportunity and reflection/relationships. If we take this literally it could also mean while some enjoy their self-empowerment, others want them to conform/mirror the norm for greater opportunity (Vertex in 7H).

Less literally is about the connection between work/place and personal identity, the usual ‘idol dating’ stuff has the effect on the group by making them kind of matronly, a little more focused on purity and their work. 

Because it’s in the opposition, this places great importance between choosing their own self/career or to be with someone else

Less LESS literally-- since Vertex is an axis itself. Having Vesta at anti-vertex points to immense power and concentration on individual goals/area of focused. 

Since it’s in Pisces, this is talking about creativity and musicality. Thus, their solo endeavours so far with other artists (opposition in 1/7H can also point to attraction-- but then again, they have to choose between the two)

NN in Taurus 2H and SN in Scorpio 8H -- points to finding stability, accumulating their identity and reputation instead of trying to ‘uncover’ parts of a hidden agenda/secret. Too much of it can threaten their security and success. 

Scorpio SN can also point to relying too much on relationships that could be detrimental for them. Particularly ones that could back-fire or compromise their assets/long-term stability.

It could also point to being less focused on tumultuous and possible emotional desire for manipulation. When things get murky it’s important to keep in mind the stability/future of the group and not their individual feelings/emotions (thus lashing out)

Pluto conjunct MC in Sagittarius brings transformation that comes with the public persona and their image. Travelling to foreign places both opens up opportunity for social relationship/working (Vertex square Pluto) and creative input/inspiration (through exposure to the subconscious - Neptune in 12H sextile) 

It is however in heavy opposition to Venus, Mercury and Sun in the IC-- thus, the group as a whole may feel the language barrier, their self-expression and their core self (Mercury, Venus, Sun in those order) isn’t as appreciated there   

While they make transform exponentially by going afar/to different places and experiencing new things, it also comes with a compromise of feeling isolated and a ‘loss’ of self as well (4H stellium)

So let’s look at those inner planets themselves. First of all Saturn and Mars in the 5H -- talks about both hardship in their childhood (memory of childhood) and strength in their creative/theatric expression

Mars in 5H (cancer) particularly shows demonstrative qualities within the group/person. Mars is tactile, physical. While 5H can bring about playfulness and a kind of daringness to this nature.

It does, however, also offer nurturing to others. As the nature of Cancer, and since the Moon is also in Cancer too. The group’s emotionality is always ‘at home’ with each other, they may be homebodies or would rather spend time together to feel ‘at home’ than afar. 

Mmmm Mercury in Gemini, talkative, chatty great for variety shows. But it’s also in the 4H so that means a lot of blunt, straight-forward communication within the team. Conjunct to Lilith, there’s a lot of talk about ‘darker’ stuff as well, self-improvement only comes when one has to confront oneself and learn the hard truths about their own avoidance/flaws. 

Chiron in 11H Capricorn talks about lack of friends, or rather social/collective. Because Capricorn can make one goal-oriented and kind of stiff socially--- they may find it harder to befriend people because of this placement (also in opposition to Mars and Saturn -- which means inaction or restraining the self too much that they can’t ‘let loose’ or nurture others the way they do to the group members themselves)

Juno rx is there in the 11H there as well, may marry for statues/power or people they’ve known and could vouch/vet for. Generally, between all of them, they could come together and have a collective talk about work.

Aaaaah I feel like it was interesting to point out some stuff that was in their chart that correlates to what we see them with 💕 So I hope that was kind of useful? 💕 

Actual Solar Return 

Made a new chart bc the first one didn’t include houses ksdjnfkn

Next is their actual  solar return,  the ASC is in Libra which may indicate a lot of talk about fairness, justice and meditating/keeping balance in the industry. Not really a pro-active one, but it does emulate/implies charm and harmonizing romanticism to reality. 

This makes Aries the DSC, which can imply more action going behind the scene. Aries is reactive and in the DSC it can often look for opportunities for a challenge, may be challenge to others. Behind the scenes, they may be highly competitive to others in the industry this year/see the heat kind of picks up.

Their Sun has shifted to being in Gemini 9H -- along with the rest of their Cancers being in 9H as well. Mercury, Juno, Mars and NN being there points to finding a purpose or home through travelling/studies.

Alot of energy in the 9H also opposes SN, Saturn, Moon and Pluto (all conjuncted) in 3rd House.

Their progress will be to change their thinking, transform and shed away hinderances/restraints that are unnecessary for personal growth. Since 3H SN is also in Capricorn-- the purpose of Cancer is to learn how to nurture the self as well as balance work/home life as well.

Finding the self in travelling, across countries (as opposed to locality in 3rd house, communicating in their language) the expansion element of 9H comes when they realize how to ‘be at home’ with themselves in foreign places this year.

Vertex and Venus in 8H -- talking about delving deeper into their insecurities and hidden things. Secret relationship? Or searching for connection in a hidden place? (I’m thinking about like, doing research/investigative stuff)

But opportunities that comes with opening up to others and may make them allow assets as a team to flow freely to another person

Vesta, Uranus and Pars Fortunae in 7H - talks about finally resolving the issue with self/others. Working with another can improve/nurture the self and it’s goals, particularly in expanding visions or providing paths to a stable fund (all in Taurus)

Chiron in 6H in Aries -- which doesn’t bode very well for making rash decisions or aggressive behaviour, again they may be too destructive at work or demanded too much. Maybe the 8H stuff could also be associated to investigating/looking at other assets for the team, like a company etc.? 

Chiron in 6H Aries might also imply strange unluckiness with those around them if they aren’t careful to work through their Capricorn SN ‘stiffness’ -- as they are squares to each other, if they are viewed as ‘too stiff’ others may tend to cause them pain (through bad-mouthing them)

Lilith and Neptune in 5H -- points a lot of creative power again, but this time it’s also in trine to the 9H Mercury and Mars -- performance wise and bringing the foreign reception wise it might be good. 

But aaah the main concern here is Jupiter opposition Venus/Sun -- although it’s a pretty loose angle, there’s still a chance of public reception to their Venus in 8H not being well-received (whatever that Venus implies, it could be other things too).

Moon, Pluto, Saturn opposition to Mars and Mercury is also slightly concerning, i mean this mostly imply some restriction and attitudes from others (locals) where maybe some of their actions/speech aren’t well-recieved. 

May seem un-progressive to others/too emotionally constrained (Cancer-Capricorn Pluto) while emotionality may be hurt through their action/behaviours (Moon-Mars/Mercury) 

They may be misunderstood a lot, but generally there’s always a lesson to be gained from this (it is self-development/progression after all) 

I hope this is good for you!! 💕 You can check out the charts yourself as well. 💕💕💕 

[elvendara]

I dunno if requests are open or not but what if RIKA kidnapped mc and it was up to saeran and saeyoung to save them? After the after ending . fic or hcs? :0

OMG OMG OMG, this is like my first ask about doing anything like this. I’m almost sure you meant to send it to someone else. lol. buy hey, it’s here and I liked the prompt. Uhm, went a little long, I can’t seem to reign it in……..

***Spoilers for after ending and Secret 1 and 2***

Saeyoung’s phone rang, glancing at it he saw it was MC. He smiled,she really couldn’t get enough of him, could she? She still made his bellyflutter and he still couldn’t believe she had actually married him.

“MC, I told you I had a lot of work to do today, if youreally want me that much, why don’t you come in here and distract me?” He answeredslyly. They were brand new newlyweds, which drove Saeran crazy, as they wouldmake out all over the house.

A laugh erupted on the other end but it wasn’t MC’s deep andthroaty one. It was high and almost shrill, barely contained hysteria. It senta shiver down his spine.

“Who is this?” he stood so quickly he knocked his chairover.

“Don’t you recognize my voice Saeyoung? How is Saeran?”Saeyoung’s breath caught in his throat.

“Rika?” he breathed.

She laughed that same almost hysterical laugh. “You doremember me. I’m flattered.”

“How do you have MC’s phone?” he asked, meanwhile he ran outin search of his wife.

“Why don’t I let her tell you?” That stopped him in histracks.

“Saeyoung! Annihilate this bitch!” MC’s voice was full ofanger and determination. It made Saeyoung’s jaw clench. He heard something thatsounded like a blow through the phone.

“You touch her and I’ll kill you!” he screamed.

Saeran came running down the hall and stopped when he sawthe look on Saeyoung’s face. His anxiety rose and threatened to overtake him,but he took several long slow breaths to calm himself down. Whoever Saeyoungwas speaking to, it didn’t sound good.

It took several seconds for Rika to finally stop laughingfrom amusement.

“If you think you can, come find me. Oh, and don’t forget tobring Saeran. You take one of my pawns Saeyoung, and I take one of yours. Givehim back, and I’ll consider returning the favor. You have 24 hours.” Nothingbut a dial tone followed the last threat.

“Rika!!” he screamed into the phone. “Damnit!!”

Saeran’s face blanched at the name, his anxiety back. He beganto hyperventilate and grabbed his chest. Saeyoung dropped the phone and reachedout to his brother.

“In and out Saeran. I need you, you can’t fall apart on menow. MC needs you.” He yelled in his face.

Saeran’s eyes widened. “MC?”

“She has her, I don’t know how, but Rika kidnapped MC.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I heard her voice, she has her. I need you to pullyourself together ok? We need to track MC’s phone before it’s too late, with usboth working together we can do it faster. Can you?”

Saeran nodded. He couldn’t leave MC in Rika’s clutches, notwhen he knew full well what that mad woman was capable of.

They ran back into Saeyoung’s computer room. There wereseveral computer setups, Saeran only had to choose which to use. As he sat downat the monitor he asked, “Should we call Jumin? He might be able to help withmanpower.”

“No, we don’t have time for that, it’s up to us. Besides, I’mnot sure Jumin would be able to give the order to kill Rika. I can’t take thatchance. That bitch’s life is now forfeit.”

Saeran nodded, he had no problem wanting her dead as well,especially if it came down to her life, or MC’s. She was his sister-in-law, butmore than that, she was his friend. He hadn’t been on a computer since beingrescued and he found he was a little hesitant. This skill was forced on him bythat woman and he was used to manipulate and take down the RFA. He shook hishead roughly, he had to, MC’s life was on the line. His fingers hit thekeyboard forcefully, he didn’t even have to think, his fingers knew what to do.He could hear Saeyoung’s keystrokes going a mile a minute as well.

Several minutes passed before Saeyoung and Saeran bothbreathed a heavy sigh of relief, the coordinates popping up finally. It appearedto be a farm several miles outside of town.

Saeyoung jumped up and ran out.

“Wait for me.” Saeran followed him into Saeyoung and MC’sbedroom. Saeyoung was in the closet pulling down a large and rather heavylooking chest.

“No, you stay here.” He commanded as he lay it on the bedand opened it. There were several weapons inside along with ammunition.

“I can’t stay here, I’m going with you, you can’t go aloneSaeyoung.” Saeyoung stopped what he was doing and faced his brother.

“It’s you she wants. An exchange. You for MC. I won’t beresponsible for delivering you back into her hands. I won’t lose you again.” Hiseyes held a pleading look.

“Damnit Saeyoung, so you’re going to risk MC’s life on it? IfI have to, I will sacrifice myself for her. You deserve to be happy, shedeserves it too.”

“Don’t be an idiot! Nobody is being sacrificed.” Saeyoungpulled two guns out, checked them, then grabbed the ammo for both, shoving theminto his pockets. He also grabbed a couple of grenades and flares.

“Where’s the sniper rifle?” Saeran asked.

Saeyoung turned to Saeran again and shook his head.

“You might as well let me help you. If not, I’ll just followyou anyway.”

Saeyoung sighed giving in, he really could use his brothershelp, but he was terrified of the possibility that he could lose them both. If thathappened, Saeyoung had no intention of surviving himself. He would take Rikaout, one way or the other.

“Fine, it’s in the garage, we’ll grab it on the way out,grab a handgun as well.” He headed out of the room while Saeran did as he wastold. He also grabbed a few knives, just in case.

…………………………………………

There were lights in the farmhouse and Saeyoung used his binocularsto try and search the area. Rika was smart. There was little to no technologyaround this area, so there was no way for Saeyoung to get eyes inside thehouse. They didn’t even have cable. He cursed under his breath for themillionth time.

“We’ll have to get closer. I can’t see any guards, but thatdoesn’t mean they aren’t there.”

“Let me go first.” Saeran said.

“What? Why?”

“Because I know how she thinks. And if I do run into anyguards, they might just drop their guard around me. I can just say I’m comingback to her.”

“That sounds really stupid. But I don’t have a better idea.Ok, I’ll be right behind you though. Did you have any trouble setting up therifle?”

“No, hopefully we won’t need it.”

“Let’s go.” They started towards the house, Saeran uprightwith a confidant stride and Saeyoung following slowly, keeping to the shadows.

They drew closer to the farmhouse, Saeyoung was becominganxious. It was too easy. Damnit, there was something he was missing.

Suddenly lights flashed in their eyes and they wereeffectively surrounded. Where the hell had all these men come from? Shit! He heardthe clicking of guns and the sound of several rifles being cocked.

“Hands up, both of you.” Saeyoung looked for a way out, butthere was none. He’d failed. Now what? He saw Saeran raise his hands ahead ofhim, and he did the same.

“Drop your weapons.”

They both complied and raised their hands again. He’d walkedright into this trap, now Rika had them all.

They were led inside where he saw MC tied to a dining roomchair, blood streaked down her face and arms. There also appeared to be a largeblood stain on her right thigh.

“MC!” he cried and tried to go to her, a man stepped infront of him and pointed his gun to his head.

“Uh uh!” he shook his head.

Rika stepped into view beside MC. “Sorry Saeyoung, I guess Itouched her.” She giggled. Her blonde hair was a mess, as if she hadn’tbothered to brush it in weeks and her eyes had dark circles under them.

“I have to thank you for delivering my dear Saeran back tome. I know we’ll have great fun again, won’t we?” she turned her gaze toSaeran, who was trying hard not to hyperventilate, coming face to face withRika again, he thought he would be terrified, instead, he was angry.

“Fuck you!” he spat at her. That only garnered anotherhysterical laugh out of the diminutive woman.

“MC I’m sorry.” Saeyoung hung his head, tears stinging hiseyes.

“It isn’t your fault Saeyoung.” she told him, her voicedevoid of its usual character. He raised his head to look at her, she was amess, but her eyes were defiant as ever. That gave him courage, he couldn’tgive up. As long as they were alive, they had a chance. He smiled at her andshe smiled back.

“How touching!” Rika screeched. “Do you still think you aregoing to get out of this? Tie them up!”

Her henchmen did as they were told. Their chairs were setfar apart, but they faced each other. Saeyoung could see the anger in Saeran’seyes as he glared at the false savior. He saw the determination in MC’s eyes,even though one was swollen almost closed. Her eyes made contact with his andshe mouthed, “I love you.” Before looking away again.

Rika clapped her hands like a little girl and twirled in themiddle of their makeshift circle.

“This is going to be so much fun!” she shrilled.

“MC’s screams were wonderful, but nothing compared to mySaeran’s!” she plopped on Saeran’s lap and grabbed his face in her hands,landing a hard kiss on his lips. He tried to pull away but she was strongerthan she looked. Instead he bit her lip and she finally pulled away.

“Now now, this isn’t the time for love bites.” She giggled.

MC closed her eyes, she hated that bitch more than she hadever hated anyone or anything else in her life. The things that she had done toSaeran, and everyone else that she had under her control sickened her. She wasresponsible for V’s death and used Saeran to pull the trigger. Her wrists werestiff but she kept plugging away with the nail she had scraped off the floor duringone of the times Rika had knocked her over. She was almost free, as long asRika’s attention was off her long enough. The bitch didn’t think she was muchof a threat and had only had her hands bound behind her through and around thechair. Her legs and torso free. Rika enjoyed watching her writhe around thechair and on the ground.

She didn’t want to make eye contact with Saeyoung too much,she was afraid she would lose her resolve. She was glad he was here, but hatedherself for that. She knew he was thinking too. He might find a way to get themout of this still.

“Hmm,” Rika turned her attention to Saeyoung “I wonder if yourbrother tastes the same as you.”

“Keep your filthy lips off him!” MC screamed. She couldn’thelp it. Damn. She should have kept her mouth shut.

Rika only laughed.

“What are you going to do about it?” she teased. Standingshe made her way to Saeyoung and slowly lowered herself on his lap.

“I bet I could make him hard. What do you think MC? How longdo you think he can hold out?” she purred in Saeyoung’s ear and he tried totwist away, however, he and Saeran were tied well and good, he wasn’t going anywhere.

MC cut through the last of the rope and jumped up, grabbingRika’s hair and yanking her off Saeyoung. she wrapped her arm around her throatand pulled tight.

“Savior!” her minions stood, unsure how to act.

“Stay back, I’ll snap her neck!” Rika just laughed but madeno attempt to get lose.

“Kill them all.” She whispered to her men.

“NO!” Saeyoung yelled. “MC, go! Run!” she shook her head,tears in her eyes. Saeyoung flicked his eyes towards the east for a splitsecond and screamed at her again. She backed up with Rika still in her graspuntil she reached the door, then she pushed her away to the ground, turned, andfled.

“Get her!” Rika screamed. “Bring her back, I want to playwith her some more.” She smirked. Her minions were still slow to react, butfinally they began to move. Most went after MC while three stayed with Rika.

“Don’t worry. She’ll be back. Now then, where were we?” sheturned from Saeran to Saeyoung. “Eenie, meanie, minie, moe…” she giggled,pointing to them alternately. She twirled and twirled, her hair flying aroundher. When she finally stopped, she was facing Saeran.

“I guess it’s you, sweet Saeran. Why would you leave me? Igave you so much!” she slowly walked towards him, snatching his own knife fromthe table. She trailed it up and down his jaw and traced a line down his neck. “Howshould I punish you and make it last?” she asked softly, nuzzling his ear. She stoodup, bringing the knife up and slashing down towards his leg. She never made ithowever. Saeran had closed his eyes and Saeyoung was screaming, trying to movehimself, but one of the men held onto his chair. When the blow didn’t landSaeran opened his eyes and looked up at Rika. A hole had appeared in the middleof her forehead. Her eyes still blinked as she fell to her knees, then slowlytipped sideways, her hair falling over her face, turning crimson as the bloodsoaked it creating an ever-growing puddle on the floor.

“Play with that you bitch!” MC lay on the ground, a perfectline of sight through the door she had left open. Thank god for Saeyoung andhis over preparedness. She had found the rifle to the east and had only neededto realign it slightly. The crackle of the shot had been deafening and thereaction immediate. All the minions that had been chasing her had turned andrun back to the house. Without Rika, they appeared mindless. She took the riflewith her as she walked back down to the farmhouse. It was bulky, but betterthan nothing.

As she walked into the room. She felt another stab ofsatisfaction at seeing Rika on the ground. Dead, for sure. She grabbed theknife she had dropped and cut Saeran and Saeyoung loose. Saeyoung took her inhis arms and nearly crushed her.

“I’m so sorry MC.” He cried onto her shoulder. She huggedhim back and tried to soothe him, but she couldn’t breathe.

“Saeyoung!” she croaked.

“Sorry.” He said again letting her go.

“We should probably get out of here, don’t you think?”Saeran said, staring at the still form surrounded by her acolytes. Part of himfelt bad, but he pushed that part away, this was not the woman he had known inthe beginning. Whatever part he had loved, had been dead for a long time. He spaton the ground and turned away.

“Grab our weapons. When we get far enough away, I’ll callJumin and tell him what happened. He’ll be able to get a cleanup crew in here. Orcall the cops, whatever, I don’t care. Let’s just get the hell out of here.” Theygrabbed up all the weapons and walked out without looking back.

Having deposited everything into Saeyoung’s car, he pulledhis brother and wife into a hug. He’d almost lost them both. He’d almost diedwith them.

“I love you.” He said, to both.

They clutched at him as well, all of them understanding howclose it had come.