#but yea we need to encourage an atmosphere of checking up on what you hear if you want to spread it

[bananonbinary]

thinking again about the controversy about AI deepfakes and how that can easily create misinformation, and on some level, i feel like that's approaching the problem from the wrong direction. as xkcd said, we've had "text deepfakes" for thousands of years.

just. my last reblog was a gif of a dog digging a hole on the moon. it's very realistic; while i'm sure some sort of expert could "debunk" it, I, the layperson, can't see any obvious flaws in it. but i know it's fake, because i know the fact that dogs cannot dig holes on the moon. i don't *need* to have the technical know-how to spot the seams, i just need to be reasonably educated in the subject to know what is and isn't true.

and i know, i know, it's more complicated than that, obviously people can't be expected to be educated in every single topic that happens to come to their attention, but i still think the obvious solution has more to do with having clear, easily accessible information than being able to spot the "tells" of ai, which are likely to be ever changing as the technology evolves.

[gintokisimp]

Daydreaming about Silver isn’t good for your Health. Chapter 2: A silent night

Chapter 2. Tsukuyo helps Gintoki to get home after a long evening. 

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Light Angst, PWP

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 4,739

Both of them avoided eye contact, nervously aiming their eyes around the room. For Tsukuyo, it felt like the world was ending. It was so embarrassing for her to just sit here, left alone with the only man she couldn't stand being alone with. Well.. they weren't alone, but it sure felt like everyone disappeared into thin air. The only sound she could hear was her own heartbeat, the faint roaring of her blood in her ears and Gintoki's breathing.

He was still too close to her and she could feel his body heat touching her skin. Technically, that was impossible. No one was able to radiate enough heat to be felt half a meter apart. Was it really coming from his body? He definitely emitted something , she just couldn't get her finger on it. It contacted her in waves and when it brushed over her, she could feel the small hairs on her arm react to it, making it stand up in excitement. 

What was that weird sensation running through her body? She didn't drink anything today, did she? No, no.. that wasn't it.

This whole situation made her so uncomfortable, her ears were burning out of pure embarrassment and at the same time her body and mind reacted to his presence with weird visions everytime she closed her eyes for a short time. Thinking about those visions only made it worse. 

She felt her stomach twisting and a sour taste crawled into her mouth. Please, not here, not now!

"Excuse me, I.."

she puked. Just a little bit, but she puked. Right in front of him.

"Tsukuyo! .. what?"

Gintoki reacted fast and reached out his arms to catch her. When he made contact with her shoulders, she immediately jerked back, sharply breathing in. That was a mistake. He was a lot closer now and the air she sucked in was mixed with his scent. 

Gintoki's scent was a mix of cotton candy, strawberries and something that made her head spin again. She never smelled anything like this before.

Panting, struggling for air, she placed her hands on her knees, averting her eyes down to her feet. 

"What did you do Gin-chan?!"

Kagura let go of the still grinning Sougo and jumped into a standing position.

"Yea danna, what did you do, should I arrest you?" Sougo straightened his shirt and stood up as well. 

"Ah Sougo, loving a woman is not a crime." Kondo laughed wholeheartedly. 

"Stalking a woman sure is!" Otae threw in, an evil smiley decorating her face. Kondo looked at her, unimpressed. 

“Yes it is.” He simply replied. Kondo had moved on, but sometimes it still seems as if she didn’t get the message. Or she simply just didn’t believe him. 

"That's correct." Hijikata mumbled."I bet it's all his fault."

"Oi I'm not the problem here!" Gintoki snarled.

"Gintoki, you're a fine man, don't let these frustrated people tell you otherwise!" encouraged Katsura from the other side of the room. 

"Shut up, no one asked you." Came from Otae at his table.

Hasegawa looked at Tsukuyo with a warm smile "Are you pregnant lady? I can understand. Hatsu and I-"

"- they didn't even kiss yet." Kagura interrupted and pouted.

"Who's pregnant?"

"Who kissed?"

"As I said, they didn't!"

"I sure hope you didn't drink anything! That's not good for the child."

"No ones pregnant, she's just not feeling well. What the hell is wrong with men?! That's not the only reason for puking!"

"I..I need to go." 

Tsukuyo excused herself to go to the bathroom. His eyes were following her, watching her stumbling into the bathroom. Now, without his heavy scent in the air, she could finally breathe again. She leaned against the and slowly slid down, touching the cold floor. With her head in her neck, she took a few deep breaths. The change of atmosphere started to clear her head. 

I'm getting sick, it's all in my mind. That's why I'm reacting so extreme to these situations. Maybe I'm already fever dreaming.

She stayed in there a little while, hoping he would just forget what had happened and that she was here. If she waited just a little longer he might be drunk enough to just sleep in on the spot. She could get out without him noticing. 

A knock on the door pulled her back to reality. Someone entered the small room.

"Tsukuyo, are you okay? We are worried about you." Otae asked carefully.

"Yea, yea ‘s fine. Gettin’ sick. I guess..I already have a fever." 

"Oh yes, I can already tell you have a fever by looking at your face." She smiled at her and added a small giggle. 

"What’re ya sayin?" Tsukuyo frowned. 

"I said what I said, no hidden meaning behind it."

Otae winked.

"Come out and sit at our table. It's quite fun to talk to Zura when he's drunk."

"Okay.. I'm coming, just gimme a minute" 

Otae left the bathroom and she was alone again.

Tsukuyo’s break time in the bath was really all she needed right now. A few minutes passed until finally, everything that submerged her reasonable thinking had vanished and she felt like she could face him normally again. Normal? Nothing was normal about that. She might be able to manage if she really really needed to. But she wasn’t sure. 

Tsukuyo stood up slowly, straightened her clothes and checked her face in the mirror. Considering her situation, she looked quite okay. Her hand reached up to her scar and she scratched it absently. 

You have a beautiful face with a clean soul. 

She remembered it like it was yesterday. 

Later that evening, he was suddenly leaning on the table right next to her.

"Take me home Tsukkiii!" He shouted over the loud noises in the bar. She could tell he drank more than he planned to, his dull eyes tried to focus on her face. He wouldn't be asking her to do that if he was just a little tipsy.

"Ya live upstairs, sure ya can find your way alone." She avoided looking at him.

"No no you should guide me to my door ~ isn't that the thing that friends do? We're friendsss so ya shoulddd help me"

"Friends?" Tsukuyo sounded strangely hurt.

"Yes yes Tsukki will help you get home." Kagura came to his aid and leaned on his shoulder. She set them up expertadly, not even hiding it. 

"Kagura, you should also go home come with us ~"

"No, I need to talk to Shinpachi about something. You two should get some alone time."

"HUH for what Kaguraaa. We're friends. Friends go eat together, drink together and play games together!” 

Gintoki held up one finger for each point but stopped suddenly and stared at his third finger. 

“Waaait, we didn’t play games together. What can we play,..I have an idea, but is there something ya wanna play, Tsukki?” He turned his face in her direction and the odor of alcohol hit her. 

Her eyes fixed on the table, she felt her cheeks flushing and cleared her throat. 

“No, I don’t wanna play ya stupid games.”

“C’mon you didn’t even hear my suggestion! What if.. what if we play a game of jankenpon? That’s a great game!”

“Sounds great.” Tsukuyo replied, trying to sound uninterested. 

“..and whoever looses needs to get rid of a piece of clothing!” He continued with a triumphant laugh which caused Tsukuyo to lower her head even further.

Kagura dug her arm in his shoulder and Gintoki winced. 

“Gin-chan, you two can play that alone upstairs, how about that?” 

“Nooo, why? No need to do that alone we’re just two friendsss who wanna play a game, we can do that hereee." Gintoki put his hand on Kagura's face to push her away from him. 

“Go away, I want Tsukki there.” He mumbled under his breath. 

Tsukuyo heard that and she jerked her head up. She locked eyes with Kagura. The girl smiled innocently at her and she quickly turned away again.

He’s totally wasted, totally drunk, he would never say anything like that if he was sober. What does that even mean? Nothing, it means nothing.  

“You’re awfully honest when you’re drunk, Gin-chan” Kagura whispered and laughed in her fist. 

“Whaddaya sayin’, what did I say? I said nothin’, I said nothing! Shut up!” Gintoki blurted back at Kagura, supporting his statements with wild gestures. With his last word, he accidentally hit Tsukuyo in her face and she screeched in shock, turning around. 

“Ah honey, I’m so sorry, sssorry, did I hurt ya?” Gintoki reached down to her and patted her face rather clumsily.

His fingers brushing her face dissolved any composure she had gained in the last few minutes. Everywhere he touched, she felt a fire burning under her skin. 

“I don’t want t’ hurt ya” He whispered only loud enough for her to hear and he left his hand resting on her scar, with a smile that might have been friendly if he wasn’t intoxicated. 

Tsukuyo’s muscles just screamed for her to get up and run away again. Run away from this sly bastard playing with everyone’s feelings. Pretty normal behaviour, he’s drunk. He’s doing that to everyone, he cares about everyone the same. 

"Do you need help, Tsukki? Should we go together?" Otae asked, a little concerned, eyeing Gintoki with a slight disgust on her face. 

"n..no I'm fine." She stuttered back. 

"Good! Let's go then?!" Gintoki mumbled, withdrawing his hand as if he wasn’t just heavily flirting a mere second ago. Typical playboy . Standing up straight he didn't even wait for an answer and fell through the open door as soon as he made his way to the exit. A loud thud was coming from outside. 

He didn’t lie when he said he needed help to get home. 

“You sure you wanna do this? I’m sure Kagura could handle that if you don’t want to go.” Otae changed her approach, now trying to pull Tsukuyo out of the situation. 

“No. I’m helping him.” She stood up a little too fast and the glasses on the table rattled. Tsukuyo rushed outside giving herself no time to reconsider her decision. She couldn’t have anyone thinking that she was a scaredy cat just because she was the only one weak to his meaningless flirting. 

The night cloudless, the full moon shed its light on the empty street. It was a pretty peaceful scenery.. if it weren’t for a drunk samurai laying face down in the middle of the dusty road. Strange sounds echoed through the night as if he was singing, but never hit a note. 

Tsukuyo sighed. It was a pathetic sight and she began to feel bad for him. Now she only needed to find a way to get him up the stairs while at the same time staying as far away from him as possible. 

If she got too close to him, she might end up just like, face on the street, making funny sounds. Sounds of pleasure. ... oh. 

Tsukuyo shook her head to shush away her thoughts and slowly made her way over to him, gracefully walking through the moonlight. 

As the clicks of her heels got closer to him, she recognized that he was actually singing her name, if you could even call that singing. 

She grabbed his collar, the singing turned into indistinctive groans and dragged him to the stairs. He didn't even complain about being dragged through the dust and instead he started talking about his wonderful friend Tsukuyo who was always there for him and is there for him now, to help him in his hardest times. 

That was not true. She was never there for him. In fact, she tried to avoid him as much as possible, not calling for his help when she needed it, scared of him thinking she would just exploit him. He saved her. He was there for her.

And she was alone with him.

Shocked, she let go of his Yukata. Gintoki's head fell straight on the stairs and he cried out in pain. You idiot. Why did she say yes to bring him home? Idiot. Idiot.

Lost in her own spiral of thoughts and memories, she almost forgot he was there until he grabbed her leg and tugged harshly on her Kimono.

"Tsukkiiii why do you hurt me. Do you hate me?" 

Thrown out of context, she forgot her self-inflicted rule and looked down in his face. His dead, watery eyes reflected the bright shining moon.

Suddenly, they changed into the exact same shade of burning crimson from earlier that evening.

"Am I dreaming or was the moon always so close to me and indescribably beautiful.." 

Tsukuyo slightly turned her head to see the moon above her, but when she looked back, he was looking directly at her and she could see her own reflection in his eyes rather than the moons. 

Gintoki’s limited ability to think only revolved around the things that happened in front of him. And right now, it was only one thing:

The moon. 

And the stellar full moon behind her. 

She looked like an angel to him, her curvaceous body which he blameworthy eyed from time to time dressed in the dark blue kimono. His fingers itched, still holding onto the soft fabric. He could just reach out and touch her, feel her warm skin. Illuminated by the faint light, Tsukuyo was outlined with the moonlight's halo. 

His thoughts trailed off. How could he preserve that sight? How could he look at that forever? The alcohol really had messed up his brain, snatching all control over his emotions. 

However.., ..she was endlessly beautiful. 

But angels need wings to fly. He would make her fly high without them.

"What?" Tsukuyo whispered back. 

Shit, did I say that out loud? Gintoki’s eyes widened. 

"Uh, f- forget it." He stammered and turned around to crawl up the stairs.

Frozen in place by his words, she could only watch him working his way up to his porch. Gintoki always says inappropriate things, but never like this. Is he playing with her? As far as she knew, he tried that with every woman he met. Plus he was drunk. He probably already forgot she was the one helping him.

"Tsukuyoooooo..!" 

Well, .. obviously he didn't forget who was accompanying him on his very long way home.

"Tsukuyooo, I can't find the key hole, come and help meee!"

You can do this. You can do this. You can do this without creating any weird situations. Just help him open the door, kick him inside and leave. 

Tsukuyo was glad she was outside. The fresh night breeze helped her to calm down. She could actually breathe freely, not constricted by the walls of the bar where she wasn’t able to flee in the worst case scenario. 

Now, packed with a little more confidence, she climbed up the rest of the stairs in front of her and joined him on the porch.

Gintoki's forehead connected with the frame of the shoji door, whereas he tried to stab it repeatedly with his rattling key. 

„Go in already! Ugh can’t find the damn hole.“ He mumbled to himself in between his aimless blows. 

If she wasn’t that pent-up, she might have laughed. He looked incredibly stupid while doing that. Just as he always does. 

However, she had no reason to laugh as the wind suddenly caught up, ruffling his hair in all directions, causing it to shine silver in the faint moonlight. 

For a split second, it took away her breath. Tsukuyo stopped a few meters away from him and leaned on the railing. The kiseru in her kimono felt heavy, usually taken out by now to cover up her utter nervousness.

But this time, she resisted. 

Gintoki‘s hand stopped to slash the key across the door and his head turned, his eyes loosely focusing hers. Deep red shining through the silver glittering waves. 

Her heart stumbled, only to launch into overdrive again when he started to speak with a calm voice. 

"Don't ya just stand there and watch me like a creep, come here and help me."

"Sure ya can find the hole if ya try a little longer. A grown ass man like you shouldn't need help finding the hole." She snorted in response. 

"Tsukuyo I didn't know you were into dirty talk." He smirked mischievously and Tsukuyo averted her eyes, flushing. 

“I‘m not.”

“Uhuh, ..Why don’tcha take matters in your own hand and find it for me then?“

Tsukuyo felt heat rising to her ears. Another of those comments and she would either kill him on the spot, or simply faint. A small indecent comment from him was enough to throw her off the tracks again. 

She smoothed out the folds on her clothes in an futile attempt to hide her sweating hands and approached the door, stopping at an arm's length. 

"Give me the key." She held out her hand, but he just looked at her face, still grinning. 

"Come and take it."

She withstood her urge to scream. 

"I don't want to play ya stupid little games, just give it t’ me I wanna go home."

"Tsukki..” His expression changed all of a sudden. “It's already late, you shouldn't go home alone, who knows what could happen to you." 

"What does that mean? That I can't watch out for myself?" Tsukuyo huffed. 

"No" He simply replied. 

"Okay."

“You’re the strongest woman I know.”

“..okay?” 

"I'm just worried, that's all." 

Gintoki turned his head away and handed her the keys. For a second, she just stared at him. He was worried about her? Since when? Her job was by far more dangerous than walking home late at night and he never mentioned he was worried about her doing this job. Shaking her head, she put in the key with one smooth move.

"Wow, you're so good at finding the entrance for my key. Are you always like this?" His head was still facing away from her, but she could see him grinning again. 

The heat from her Tsukuyos ears spread rapidly to her face. Dirty jokes are his favorite. This is the Gintoki she knew, not the one giving any sort of compliments or the one talking about his feelings.

She pulled the door open with a loud swoosh, took a swing and kicked him inside. Landing with his face first on the edge of the little step, he cried in pain. 

"Why are you so mean to me?" Tears were streaming down his face. 

"I guess beauty does really hurt." He added silently.. 

"Shut up. Good Night and have a fun morning after." Tsukuyo turned on her heels and was already on her way downstairs when she heard his voice again. 

"Oh no I've fallen and I can't get up!" Gintoki's dramatic voice echoed through the night. 

She hesitated with her foot hovering above the steps. 

"I said, I've fallen and I can't get up." The voice said a little louder.

With a long sigh, she turned around and stopped in the doorway of the Yorozuya apartment. Gintoki was still crouched on the floor, whimpering in a dramatic pose, his hands on his forehead and his eyes shut tight. 

"I can't move and no one is here to save me. Guess I'll just sleep here then. I sure hope the werewolves won't eat me tonight."

"The ghosts will." 

Tsukuyo cackled. She knew what he really was afraid of. 

"Oh shit were?!" 

He jerked up into a sitting position and his wide open eyes were searching the room, only stopping at the sight of her.  

"Oh it's just you. I thought you were already on your way home. Why did you come back? To find ghosts? No ghosts here."

His voice was shaking. 

"Ghosts are not real."

"Sure."

"So Tsukki, while you're here you can also help me. You see, I'm an old man and I don't make it to bed in time, I'll sleep in right in front of the door."

Tsukuyo put her fists on her hip and eyed him suspiciously. She really didn’t want to come in and help him even further. He was at home, her job was done. 

"’n what should I do? Bring ya futon here?"

"I'm drunk and if you won't at least guide me through the house, I'll destroy everything on the way to my room." 

As if to make a point, he banged his fists on the floor. Tsukuyo wasn’t having it. 

"Ya seem pretty sober to me, go to bed already, ya don’t need my help." It was true, Gintoki looked like he was having an evening free of alcohol, he just looked tired. 

Incredibly tired. 

She wasn’t able to grasp it, but something about him seemed off. As soon as she had denied her help, his facade had dropped ever so slightly, revealing a sadness she had never seen on him. But what made him act like that ?

“I do. I really do.” 

Gintoki's voice was silent, almost too silent for her to hear. 

His mask had only crumbled for a brief moment and Gintoki’s face was as bored as ever. 

"Fine, I'll help you"

With some newly found courage, Tsukuyo entered the apartment. She felt like she was crossing a line, the atmosphere in here felt so much different. Sad. Incomplete. 

She grabbed Gintoki's collar and lifted him up on his feet. Of course he was standing without any problems.

"Yatta! Your magic hands helped me! Look at me, I can stand!" 

Not leaving him any time for celebration, she pulled on his shirt and dragged him through the apartment to his room. Gintoki protested at first, but ultimately followed her lead.

Scanning his dark room, she saw his futon already laying on the floor. He probably just didn't bother putting it away last morning. Tsukuyo could bet all her money on an explanation similar to „Why should I stow it away when I will use it later again anyways?“

She stopped at the door, pulled him past her and threw him inside. 

Gintoki, continuing without her support, stumbled across the room. While he tried to coordinate his steps, he fingered at his sash and the belt. Not long after, the belt buckle crashed to the ground with a loud clang. 

As soon as Tsukuyo realized that he was finally getting ready to sleep, she turned around to leave the apartment. If his half covered arm was enough to make her daydream in a full bar, she didn't want to find out what other parts could do.

"Oi Tsukki wanna help.. me here as well?"

Tsukuyo peeked over her shoulder. His back was turned to her and he already managed to get rid of his Yukata and threw it heedlessly on the floor. Now, without this baggy piece of clothing, his broad shoulders were standing out and his black shirt and nicely fitting pants were hugging his masculine body. She rarely saw him without his sloppily worn Yukata.

"I'll leave now." She whispered, averting her eyes. 

"No. No.. stay.. we could, we could.." Gintoki mumbled back, but he wasn’t able to finish the sentence, as he slumped over and fell on his futon, one arm stretched out above his head and the other arm clinging to the parted zipper of his black undershirt. 

Laying on his back like this, he immediately started snoring. The soft sounds were filling the room and rang in her head. Not knowing what to do now, she just stood in the door and looked over to him. A peaceful smile was plastered on his face. He won't be smiling anymore when he wakes up tomorrow morning. 

Why did he even drink that much? But she didn't know if he really needed a reason to drink. Once you get used to it, you don’t need a reason anymore. 

In this state he couldn't even cover himself with the sheets, so without thinking, Tsukuyo crossed the room and kneeled down next to him. 

His body was radiating that strange sensation again and it just attracted her to come closer, slowly intoxicating her. She reached over to grab his sheets and accidentally brushed his arm in the process. Tsukuyo jolted back and just sat there, shocked in silence. Her hands clutched the fabric on her knees. 

The sudden friction on his arm made it fall down. However, his fingers were still holding onto his open shirt and he exposed himself in the process.Half of his upper body was in her full view and lit by the moon shining through the window. The faint light drew highlights and shadows on his well toned abdominal muscles. Once her eyes caught that, she couldn’t turn away, absolutely drawn into the sight. 

How could someone who's daily intake almost only consists of sugar be that muscular? They were perfectly formed and her fingertips felt hungry to touch them, fidgeting around on her knees. 

Gintoki's muscles twitched slightly and she caught her mouth falling open.

Shit shit shit, I should leave.

But her body wasn’t listening at all, she just continued to stare at him.

The last and only time she saw him like this was at the pool where he was playing a lousy lifeguard. She remembered that she caught herself peeking at him a few times, but she didn't want anyone to notice it, so she focused on giving Seita a nice day, mostly staying away from him. Was it the first time where he called her a drunk terminator? She couldn’t remember. But certainly, there was a nice tone to it if he had been so scared of her. 

From the start of the evening, she should have just stayed away from him. Being around him was never a good idea anyways. 

Go, go now before it’s too late!

Tsukuyo’s gaze wandered from the deep creases along the lines pointing to his lower region. Her eyes stayed there for a moment before she moved upwards to his one bare pec. It looked so smooth and hard at the same time. It moved with every one of his shallow breaths. She wondered if it was comfortable to rest on. 

No..

What was she thinking again..

Her eyes continued wandering to his face. He really was quite handsome and she didn't think he was aware of that. Red eyes looked back at her. Red Eyes?

Realization kicked in.

He watched her. He watched her.

He blinked.

She blinked.

He blinked again.

Her head felt like it would explode any second.

After his next blink she was gone. Faster than the speed of light.

Gintoki's eyes flung open, looking up to the ceiling of his bedroom. He couldn’t exactly remember how he ended up here, at least not right now. Maybe tomorrow.  

What was that electric sensation?

It woke him up, raging through his limbs. Gintoki's skin prickled and it felt so good but it was over faster than he wished. Silent breathing that was not his own caught his attention and his eyes focused on a person sitting next to him. 

It was Tsukuyo. Her body looked very strained and she just started somewhere. She appeared to him like a deer hit by the headlights of a truck with no comprehensible reason in sight. Dizzy from the alcohol and slowly following her line of sight, he noticed that he flashed half of his upper body to her. 

No, She wouldn't be looking there. But what if..

Just to make sure, he flexed his stomach, just a tiny bit and studie her face. Her mouth fell open.

Yea, she was definitely looking.

Tsukuyo’s eyes moved a little lower but Gintoki was too tired to realize where exactly she was looking at. He just kept looking at her face, wondering why she was here and why the hell she was so excited to stalk him while he was knocked out sleeping.

Gintoki already forgot most of the events of last evening. Right now every memory he had resolved around her. Her presence, her voice and her soft skin...

- bright purple eyes stared blatantly into his own eyes. Nothing happened for a heartbeat. With faint moonlight shining on her face, he could see her turning bright pink. 

Was he dreaming? A mere moment later she was gone without a trace.

He was alone.

[aria-chicken-flugget]

Disney World with The Brothers (+ Undateables)

HCs that no one asked for, i’m just self indulgent ✨

Link To The Brothers post

*Based on Disney World Orlando Resort*

The Undateables

Luke 👼

“Don’t hold my hand i’m not a child!”

Would grab your hand in excitement

“I don’t want to go on that boat ride it’s for babies!”

When no one else could hear, holding his arms behind his back whilst running his foot along the ground, blushing furiously -

“MC... will you take me on the ride, please?”

Cotton candy. Loves it. Would get it all over his fingers and all around his mouth.

Would be unable to hide The Brightest Smile TM when that Disney music plays and he sees the castle in Magic Kingdom

“Want to go on Whinnie the Poo?” “That’s a Baby Ride! >:(“

Goes on and LOVES IT

Has sooo much fun just getting to be a kid, holds nothing back after a little encouragement from you

You and Simeon look like his parents when you sit either side of him on a ride lol

Would be desperate to stay even when the park closes

“:’(“ “Hey, it’s ok! We’ll get to see another park tomorrow!” “:D”

Would hold onto yours and Simeon’s hand, humming the theme to Pirate’s of the Caribbean as you leave

“Did you have fun? I thought you didn’t like boat rides.” “That was a scary boat ride - the pirates were horrible.” Blush - deniaalll lol

Would berate you heavily if you tried to get him any kind of toy

Would take the toy home and never let go

Simeon 😇

“What’s a Mickey Mouse? I’m still new to this”

Always smiling and loves that he’s experiencing this with you and Luke

He LOVES Soarin’ as it feels like home but better, as he’s ‘flying’ with you

Trolls Diavolo into going on It’s a Small World After All and acts Innocent TM

Seems pleased enough, enjoys the experience but it’s made better by the company

Makes sure everyone has their belongings and is drinking plenty of water

“Do you need me to grab that for you, MC? I can hold it whilst you go on the ride with Luke?”

Asks Directions TM. Maps don’t work for this boi lol and he gets easily lost lmao

Wouldn’t purposefully ignore The Mom’s Itinerary but inexplicably keeps wandering off, eventually being found with an apologetic smile on his face

Doesnt understand you have to queue to get on until he gets told for the billionth time

Holds your hand as you both marvel at the fireworks, Luke on his shoulders with icecream

Gets Luke an autograph book and gets it signed by all the characters when Luke’s too proud or nervous to himself

“Yes there he is, Luke. He’d love a photograph. Luke? Luke!” *Luke blushing furiously from behind your arm* “SHUT UP SIMEON”

Looks the cutest when in character photos

Realises just how much fun he had when your on the way back from the park

Solomon 🧙‍♂️

Vlogs with Levi sometimes together sometimes separate, but his is more of a troll vlog

To Lucifer on camera - “WHAT ARE THOSE” “They are my crocs! >:(“

Goes FULL HAM TM with you by his side, it’s absolute chaos this boi does NOT run out of energy or things he wants to do

“I wanna go on Jurrassic Park” “... Solomon that’s at Universal.”

Would sneak you away from the brothers, would be very crafty about it to, no one would suspect a thing until it’s been hours since.

Would take the consequences with a nonchalant smile. Does. Not. Regret. A. Thing.

“Itinerary? What’s that?”

“The only good thing about Animal Kingdom is the Mount Everest ride.”

Claims he’s easy breezy about going/where to go in the parks

Actually has very specific favourites and dislikes

“But you said -“ “Yea but who the hell means it when you decide ‘It’s a Small World’” *eyeroll*

Still goes on the ride, and vlogs a meme out if it

Him and Levi SQUEAL at anything Star Wars

When no one is watching, he intesifies the fireworks with magic, watching you beam with amazement is what makes his day

Will try to sneak in a kiss during the fireworks

Barbatos 🕰

It’s the first time you see him smile, like a genuine smile

Is very quiet and is mostly there because of Diavolo, but rather enjoys the atmosphere

Surprisingly loves water rides

Despite being there because of Diavolo, Diavolo urges Butler Barb to let loose and have fun

He does to a degree but never falters his sense of decorum

Similarly to The Mom TM, would be very prepared. Need a napkin? Check. Anti bac? Check. Map? You got it.

When you decide to ride with him, his facade would falter, glancing around BAFFED

“Are - are you sure you want to ride with me, MC? Or did you mistake me for -“ “... Oh, ok.”

Suppresses the intense blush he feels at the revelation that you did, in fact, intend to ride with him

When he relaxes, may occasionally casually hold your hand, making you double take at his nonchalance

Would indulge himself with viewing the experiences you share in the different timelines in which you still go together

“MC, i’m taking you to dinner. If you’d like of course.”

Would be such a gentlemen and so relaxed at night, out of habit when he’s not with Diavolo, he can just simply be himself.

Will hold your hand as you watch the fireworks at dinner. A smirk on his lips before planting a lingering kiss on your cheek to both startle and excite you

Diavolo 👑

“Disney world?! DISNEY WORLD?! That is the no.1 place for your dreams to come true!”

Sincerely believes that is literal

That Laugh TM with his arms spread wide as he sees the Park entrance

Takes photos everywhere, even infront of a trash can - initially thinking “it’s a part of the experience!”

Gets too excited to follow Lucifer’s Itinerary

“Diavolo! You’re not supposed to climb onto the parade floats!”

Would scoop you up onto his back without warning, a ball of energy as he bounces around the park with you this way

“Wow! What is this delicacy?! It’s delicious!” “That’s just a Mickey shaped napkin, Diavolo...”

Would buy all of the balloons from the vendor, looking like a lunatic

“Where’s he gonna keep all those -“ “Don’t even ask.”

That one person who actually enjoys It’s A Small World After All. Sings along and doesnt stop for the rest of the day

Would wear several sets of Mickey ears at once, not realising or caring that it’s not how they’re meant to be worn

“Oh? Of course we can ride together, MC!”

Would smile that much more brightly as you suck up the enjoyment alongside him like a couple of sponges!

“That - that’s not a ride Diavolo -“ “But we must ride this monorail. It is a part of the experience!”

If he’s feeling comfortable, will wrap a strong arm around your waist, pointing out Tinkerbell to you when he spots her before the start of the fireworks

The link to the first post with The Brothers is above! Will edit both but have them for now and again, I hope these make you smile! ☺️✨

[kitty-cat-is-back]

What Am I Doing with My Life? Chapter 1

Pairing: Sero Hanta x Reader

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: Hello everyone! This is my first fic, so I hope you guys like it! If I’m being honest, I have no idea what this is currently or what this is going to turn into, but this is just a very self indulgent fic, so I’m sorry if this isn’t for you! Definitely my inspiration to even take a crack at writing a fic is @reinawritesbnha, so you should definitely check her out cause her fics are wayyyyy better than whatever you’re gonna read now! Anyways, I’m terrible at writing summaries, so just have a quick read for yourself and see if you like it! Oh, also this is a real world au, so no powers for any of the characters! ANYWAYS, I hope you like it! :)

Warnings: signs of depression, a hint of angst (idk)

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With a groan, you rolled over and aimlessly searched for your phone, promptly shutting off your alarm. A sigh escaped your lips as you stared up at the cracked ceiling, already hearing the loud stomping of your upstairs neighbor so early in the morning. You gazed out the window, staring at the luxurious view of the brick wall from the building next to your apartment, anything to prolong starting the day. Once you didn’t think you could hold off any longer on getting ready, so you dragged your body up and out of bed, mosing into the bathroom as you pondered the same question you did everyday: What am I doing with my life?

You didn’t feel like you were sad per se, but you certainly weren’t thrilled about life. Everyday felt like a rut… Wake up, work, eat, sleep, and repeat. You honestly can’t remember that last time you really felt happy. Well… Maybe back then…

You walked into the classroom early groggily, the sun had barely even risen in the sky. The room was mostly empty, spare a boy sitting at his desk, looking much too mischievous this early in the morning. You placed your stuff at your desk and gave yourself a small pep talk in your head. Today was the day you were finally going to do it. With a few more words of your own encouragement, you slowly approached the boy’s desk, gaining a closer look at what he was doing. Curiosity getting the better of you, you pushed your mission aside and started off with some simple small talk.

“What are you doing?” you asked, an eyebrow raised quizzically.

The lanky boy with shaggy black hair and an infectious smile averted his gaze away from his creation to peer up at you. He grinned cheekily before looking back down and pulling more tape from the dispenser to add to the mass he had already formed, “Making a tape ball.”

You tilted your head in confusion before hesitantly asking, “...A tape ball? What for?”

He shrugged, “Dunno yet… Probably gonna throw it at Kaminari during 4th period. We’ll see how I’m feeling,” he stated, wrapping more and more tape around the sticky monstrosity.

You hummed in response, attempting to hide your smile at his antics, even though his attention was solely placed on creating the tape ball. A silence fell over the two of you as you continued to watch him, rocking back and forth on your feet nervously. Just spit it out already! This was your chance! You ceased your rocking and promptly cleared your throat, “Hanta!”

The boy’s brows shot up at the exclamation and turned away from his abomination, giving you his full attention. He just now noticed the makeup adorning your face, something he’s positive he’s never seen you wear before, but can recognize the effort you put into it. His cheeks flushed at his prolonged staring at your beauty and finally stammered out, “Y-Yes?”

This was it. You balled up your fists and tensed up, almost as if preparing for impact, “A-Are… Are you… Are you busy… this weekend…?” you asked, unsure of the words.

Hanta relaxed a bit, though still a bit on edge as to why you were acting so awkward all of a sudden, “Oh, that’s it? No, I’m not particularly busy,” he pondered aloud, “Probably just gonna hang with the squad… Hey, you can join us if you want to! I’ve been dying to properly introduce you to them! I mean, they all know you from around school, but they don’t like… know you know you, y’know?”

You visibly deflated, your mind racing to figure out how to remedy this problem, “I told you… I don’t think your friends would like me. I’m so awkward around new people, I would probably just embarrass you… B-But that wasn’t what I meant!” you paused and took a breath, mentally preparing yourself, “I was trying to ask if you wanted to go on a da-”

Your words were cut off by your friend walking into the classroom. They spotted you and quickly made their way over towards you, “There you are! We’ve been looking everywhere for you! C’mon, we’re gonna go chill in the cafeteria before classes start!” your friend said as they tugged on your arm.

Your mind went into panic mode, glancing frantically between your friend and Hanta, “N-No… Wait! I was just-”

You were cut off once again, “Just finished talking? Great!” your friend said, pulling harder on your arm, “Bye Hanta! I’m sure you guys can catch up later!” they said before successfully pulling you out of the room, leaving behind a confused Hanta.

Once having exited the classroom, your friend let out a disgusted scoff, “How many times do we have to tell you? No. Hanging. With. Hanta. It’s really that simple. That whole friend group of his is no good!”

Your shoulders slumped and your face fell into a frown, “There’s nothing wrong with Hanta… Just because Mina ghosted you after a hookup doesn’t mean the whole group is-”

“Oh. My. GOD. I told you not to ring up the ‘incident’ again! You know it makes me upset!” they said with a huff. They shook it off, “Whatever, but that doesn’t matter! I won’t have my best friend hanging out with those losers and then ultimately getting your heart broken when they don’t want you anymore! So you either listen to me and stop hanging around that guy or we’re not friends anymore.”

This felt like one of those moments in your life where the decision you make would drastically alter your life. You had a choice of two paths and whatever you chose, you couldn’t go back and try again. You stayed silent as you weighed out your options.

“Hellooo?? I’m waiting!”

“Hello? Are you even listening to me?!”

“Hello?”

“Hello? Are you ok?”

You snapped out of your reminiscing and looked up to see your office assistant giving you a concerned look. You started rapidly blinking in confusion, wondering how in the world your body had managed to take you all the way to work without dying while you were caught up in a daydream. You let out a heavy breath and leaned back in your chair, “Yea…” you started, “Yea, I’m fine. I just… didn’t get much sleep last night is all…” you said with a little bit of conviction.

Your office assistant nodded, definitely not convinced, “Right… Anyways, I guess now seems like a good time to bring this up. Your twelve o’clock appointment called and cancelled. That was the only patient you had scheduled, so I think you should take this opportunity and take the day off. In the year that you’ve been working here, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you take time off for yourself. You may not think it, but even psychologists need mental health days,” they joked, trying to lighten up the somber atmosphere of your office.

You rubbed the back of your neck, desperately racking your brain to come up with a reason to stay at work. If you were working, you weren’t thinking and if you weren’t thinking, you were better off that way. You opened your mouth to start spilling out excuses, “Well…”

“I’m gonna stop you right there. I know every single thing you’re about to say and I’m not having it today. I’ll stay and do some work around the office and answer phone calls if needed. You may be my boss, but I’m ordering you to take the day off. You deserve it. You need it.”

You sighed and hung your head. There was no getting out of this. You held your hands up in defeat, “Alright, alright, I give. I’ll take the day off. You win…” you grumbled. After a victorious cheer from your assistant, you packed up your stuff and headed out of the office. Now that you were alone again, you were left with nothing but your own thoughts.

Maybe your assistant was right about this whole day off thing. I mean, remembering back on your high school days? If you’re starting to believe that you peaked mid-way through high school, you must be going crazy. But… You felt like you were kind of right about one decision drastically changing your life. One choice led you down a path that you couldn’t escape and were forced to keep walking down, no matter how many times you wanted to walk back and find your way again. Maybe you wouldn’t be here if you had chosen a different path, or maybe nothing would’ve changed at all. It doesn’t make sense to wonder about it now. The choice was made and nothing can be undone.

Getting lost in your thoughts again, your body still magically transporting you from one place to the next, you missed out on the man chasing you through the bustling streets of the city, calling out your name like a madman. He pushed through the crowds of people walking in the opposite direction of him, mumbling out apologies every few seconds. He finally managed to make his way to you and grabbed your wrist to gain your attention,

“(Y/N)!”

You snapped out of your thoughts for the second time that day and whipped around to see the boy you knew long ago, but he had turned into a man. Your eyes became wide as your jaw dropped in disbelief, somehow managing to stutter out,

“H-Hanta!?”

[stanskzseungmin]

Operation Miroh | Stray Kids Mafia! Au ~ Chapter 5

~Masterlist~

Chapters: 0.1, 0.2, 0.3, 0.4, 0.5, 0.6, 0.7, 0.8, 0.9

1 , 2 , 3 , 4

Mission Briefing

Location: Civilized Countryside

Weather: Clear

Date: 20XX 

Time of Day : Morning

Mission Objective: Gather info

Bang Chan | Bang Christopher Chan

“So talk to me,” Chan stated while swinging around in his chair facing you. “What is it that you hope to find?”

“Come on, Channie~ You’re a big boy, you know what I’m trying to find,” you smirked at him.

Chan threw his head back as a groan left his lips. “So you want to find the people that poofed out of thin air.”

“Yes, but no, but kinda yea,” you shrugged.

“Nice,” Chan swung back around to his laptop, he grasped his water bottle on the desk. Popping the cap open, he took a swig of the liquid with the plastic crinkling under his hand.

“Channie~ Come with meeee, ” you begged. “Please, daddy.”

Chan choked on the liquid he was drinking. He doubled forwards as he tried to cough out the liquid, the water going everywhere.

“God damn it, now you got my laptop wet,” Chan scolded. Chan pulled on the sleeve of his sweater as he wiped away on his laptop screen and dabbed at the keyboard. Chan slumped back into his seat as he let out a loud sigh. He turned back around just to toss the almost empty bottle at you, the bottle bouncing pathetically off your forehead.

“Why are you like this?” Chan sighed. 

You giggled in response. 

”Fine,” Chan gave in. You nodded at him turning to leave. 

“Go talk to Woojin, yea? He was worried about you. I’ll meet you at the entrance...” Chan paused. “Babygirl.”

You tripped over feet, your waist banged ungracefully against the doorknob.

~~~~

You can feel your heart rapidly beating in your chest as anxiety ate through your mental thoughts. Your stomach dropped so low, it felt as if it is resting at your feet. Loud muffling sounds of your heart beating resonated throughout your ears. Your hands were clenched in front of you within your sweater paws, your blunt nails dug into your perspiring palms. 

You stood outside in the quiet hallway staring at the dull painted grey door of Woojin’s room. Many thoughts were running through your head. Thoughts of what could go wrong, Woojin’s disappointment in you, thoughts of figuring out what to say and just making up excuses of why talking to Woojin would be a bad idea. Your thoughts were interrupted as Chan passed you in the hallway. The Aussie grabbed ahold of your hand squeezing it gently in encouragement. He shook your hand lightly as he pulled away waving at you slightly with a small smile on his lips.

You sighed to yourself as you turn back towards the door. You raised your knuckles to knock gently on the door. The three small knocks you made seemed to echo loudly in your ears and your hearing once again was filled with your heartbeat. You swallowed the lump in your throat as you hear the lock become undone with a soft click. The door opened slowly to reveal Kim Woojin himself.

He had a slight bedhead and was wearing a simple silk dress shirt and some shorts. Both his knees were heavily covered in gauze and held together with simple medical tape. You can see the dabbles of red from the blood seeping through. It seems Woojin never checked in with Hyunjin for the post mission check up, or else his knees would look as smooth and supple as if the skin was never scraped off by the dirt and rocks that day. Not that you would be able to see his knees if Hyunjin did treat it, Woojin did dress professionally with long pants anyway.

You couldn’t bring yourself to say a word upon sight of him. The lump of your throat crawled back up as you find it difficult to keep your composure. Woojin, the always attentive one, sensed your discourse so he pulled you into his embrace as he rubbed circles onto your back.

“I’m sorry,” you managed to choke out.

He pulled back slightly with his hands resting on your waist. His face held a look of bewilderment. 

“Sorry?” he breathed out.

“I let you down, I ruined the mission for us. I know you have some pride behind your perfectly clean and executed missions,” you rambled, knowing how the Stray Kids members like to grief each other depending on how badly they fuck up their missions.

“You act as if I keep track. Things happens. Nothing is as simple as from point A to point B. You needn’t apologise, there was no way for you to have known that that man would interfere. In fact, I should be the one to apologise-”

“What? Why you?” you interrupted.

“Let me finish, you were the one who had a bullet embedded into your shoulder. All I got were scraped knees. I’m not Jisung or Jeongin or Hyunjin, there was no way for me to get up and over that wall. If only I was faster, I could’ve protected you,” his voice trailed off as he held your smaller hands within his much larger ones.

“Woojin,” you breathed out, wrapping your arms around his neck pulling him close to you. He nuzzled his nose into the crook of your neck as he held you tightly, giving you his signature bear hug.

“Go get ‘em, cub,” Woojin whispered into your ear.

~~~~

You headed towards the entrance and lo and behold, Chan was already there typing away with his laptop.

“Why did you bring your laptop?” you snickered at him.

“Sorry sorry,” he shrugged. “Give me a sec.”

“One,”

“Ok, wise guy,” Chan seethed.

You took this opportunity to examine Chan from head to toe. His blond curls had been freed from his beanie, in fact you can’t really call them curls at the moment. It seemed to be straightened and styled with a lavender streak on his bangs.

“Why the fuck is your hair purple?”

Chan merely shrugged in response.

Chan was also donning a neon orange hoodie. You can see a plain white tee sticking out from under it. Over the hoodie, he wore a long sleeved black jacket zipped up over it with simple brown sweats and black high tops.

“You’re really wearing neon orange in a countryside?”

Chan shrugged off your response once more.

“What are you even doing?” you asked wondering why he’s still fiddling with his laptop.

“Don’t ask questions you’re not ready to hear the answer to.”

~

Chan and you were both sitting atop the hill under the shade of the tree. 

“So what do we do, Channie?” you asked leaning your head on his shoulder.

Chan was still typing away on his laptop. This man decided to bring it along.

“Why are you asking me?”

“Because...you’re the leader?” you squinted at him.

“Your mission,” he stated as a matter of fact. “You’re the one who wanted to come back.”

“...”

“What do you hope to accomplish?”

“I know we’re close to finding out where the people are disappearing to. I have a feeling there will be others that will disappear. We just need to find them.”

“Ok,” Chan stood up with his eyes still glued to his laptop screen.

“What are you going to do?”

“I’m going to check out the bakery,” Chan merely replied.

“Why?”

“Inventory…?” Chan seemed to be at a loss of words. “I wanted to have all the nitty gritty details all jotted down.”

You groaned in frustration.

~

You were currently situated on a bench after being royally ditched by Chan. You felt as if you might as well have gone on this mission on your own. Your eyes were analyzing every passerby closely examining their face for anything out of place: a fidget, wandering eyes, people working up a cold sweat. Just anything that would arouse suspicion.

Suddenly your eyes caught sight of someone, a woman. It was a very particular woman. Everyone in this village lived in false peace with the heavy atmosphere of impending doom. Nobody knows when the government will come for them, nobody knows when the government will do another “cleansing.” Everyone was tense and not many words are exchanged. People often huddle together reveling in the small hope of strength in numbers even if they don’t converse. This woman however, was walking on her own. Not part of any wandering group, but with a small, but most definite smile plastered on her face. 

Perfect. The way you envisioned things were finally falling into motion.

You stood up from your seat as you joined a passerby group of people and proceeded to tail the woman. The woman walked tall with her chin up. She oozes confidence, but why? She walks as if she struck gold. You continued trekking forward even with the group you were in turning at the intersection.

 You continued to follow the woman. You were getting concerned how the street lessened with people the further you followed her. You were quickly losing opportunities to hide if the woman were to turn around. You prayed to yourself she wouldn’t turn arou- FUCK. You quickly slid behind a small staircase curling up into a ball hiding your small frame behind the concrete steps as the woman turned around. You carefully peeked at her through a small gap between the wood railing and the bricks of the steps. 

She stood still in the middle of the street as confusion went through her features. Poor thing, the people have developed a sixth sense of knowing when they are followed as a result of the world they are currently living in. She looked around paranoid as you ducked your head back down in case she spots you. She turned and started picking up a brisk pace. You get up quickly noticing her rapidly moving away from you. You tried to follow her with a light jog, but you knew you were screwed with all the buildings huddled up too close together with a wood fence blocking off every alleyway. You were left with no place to hide if she were to turn around.

You stopped by a convenient fruit stand and began grabbing at the fruits there trying to look as natural as possible. It was hard to blend in when there is a lack of people. You wanted to follow by rooftops but it would make you no better than the dumb squirrel, Han Jisung. Seeing as you didn’t really have a choice if you wanted to remain incognito and seeing how the woman was getting further away, you quickly scaled up the building you were at using the fruit stand as a mantle. 

You quickly followed on the rooftops keeping the woman within your line of sight. She walked with a slight skip in her step as she approached the North gate. However, something was wrong. The other escorts approached the woman. They were previously stood before some sort of cart. It looked more like a cage for animals and it didn’t look like that woman was alone. Within the cage were more people, each of them chained up. The woman acted casual, enthusiastic even. She practically walked to the men with open arms. She lifted her arms up willingly. Not from fear. Not from force, but free will. The men took no time chaining her up. You cursed under your breath as you quickly free ran over the rooftops trying to reach the North gate. 

You managed to climb up to the wall surrounding the village and made your way quickly to the top of the large gateway. You quickly jumped right off without much thought and landing on one of the men, deeply embedding your knife into his neck. The other men jumped in reaction. You shifted your weight fully onto your hind feet and left hand. You held a menacing strike pose over the body with your knife secure in your right hand. 

“Look at the little kitten putting on a show,” one of the men mocked.

The three men began to circle you with each drawing out a knife. One versus three, it wasn’t that bad of an odd, but you wished Chan was with you. You could handle three, you did single handedly take down the ‘00 line when you all were sparring (with the exception of Felix completely overtaking you) but you did take down Hyunjin, Seungmin and Jisung easily enough...that has to mean something...right? 

You held a strike pose with your knife held higher menacingly. You very quickly realized the meaning of the phrase “Be careful for what you wish for.”

“Look at what we found,” two men appeared behind you.

With the two men was Bang Chan himself held in a chokehold with a knife pressed to the soft flesh of his neck. The other man was casually looking through Chan’s laptop. Instantly, you felt your stomach drop seeing your leader at knifepoint and incapacitated.

“Sorry,” Chan merely shrugged.

He was not impressed in the slightest. His face showed total disbelief that two grunts managed to capture him. Even though a knife was pressed against his neck, Chan stood upright yet casual with both his hands in his hoodie pocket looking so done with the situation. 

“Don’t you dare make any sudden movements or pretty boy here will get cut.”

Chan merely shrugged.

“Do it then...” Chan started. “Coward.”

“Ok then wise guy,” the man released him momentarily to strike the back of Chan’s head with the grip of the knife. Chan fell forward like a ragdoll landing on flat on his face ungracefully.

“Ow,” Chan mumbled against the dirt floor. “I needed a nap anyway. I’m gonna take five. Wake me when you need me.”

Your situation just went from bad to worse. You’re technically in a one versus five situation with Bang Chan, bless his soul because this mans needed to SLEEP, passed out on the dirt path. The men quickly charged you all at once haphazardly swinging their knives. They didn’t look like they were well trained, you easily side stepped all their attacks. A side step, the knife slashing vertically downward whiffing you. A duck, you can faintly hear the whoosh of the air being displaced as the knife slashed over you. A stab, you grabbed at the wrist stopping it’s progression forward with the tip lightly grazing your black sweater as you twisted the man’s arm as you threw him over your back. You stomped your combat boot over the man’s neck feeling the spine snap under your foot. You ducked to your right as another knife came towards your face feeling the blade slicing your cheek. You cursed upon feeling the stinging pain as your fist connected with the man’s face feeling the nose shattering under your knuckles. The man doubled back and his hands flew up to his face, you see red spewing in between his fingers. You heard rapid footsteps behind you as you quickly ducked sticking out your leg backwards a bit, the man tripped over your leg and rolled over your back. As this was happening another man came up and started slashing at you. You reacted in time by jumping back but your sweater didn’t make it out unscathed. A huge slash mark now decorated your sweater’s front.

You pouted as a slight whine left your lips. Your bottom lip protrudes out abit as it quivered slightly.

“Channie~” you whine with a fake sob. “Channie, the sweater you got me got ruined.”

“You what now, mate?!” Chan bellowed out, standing up abruptly.

A man tried to rush Chan as he was getting up, but Chan very quickly put all his weight onto his hands and his leg swung around effectively roundhouse kicking the man in the face. The man dramatically spiralling as he fell towards the ground with a loud thud and a groan.

“Which one of you lads made my babygirl cry?” Chan asked with venom dripping from his words. 

The man with red spewing out of his face charged Chan, but Chan couldn’t care less as he clotheslined the guy. His fist connected with his already broken and shattered nose. Chan stomped over to you as he threw a punch to the man who slashed your sweater breaking his nose as well. He fell flat on his back as Chan stepped on his neck.

“Oi, you’re the mate who was touching my laptop,” Chan seethed as he pulled out a pistol hidden somewhere under his many layers of clothes and shooting him in between the eyes.

As that was happening, one of the guys charged you but you easily sidestepped and deeply embedded your knife into his neck twisting it slightly as you forced it to go further in. When you pulled out, blood erupted out of it like a geyser, effectively painting the dirt path. You then quickly threw your knife straight in between the eyes of the guy Chan clotheslined as he fell into a slump with Chan quickly and effectively snapping the last guy’s neck. 

Looking around you, you were surrounded by six dead bodies as a loud shriek broke you out of your trance. Chan walked up to the woman bowing slightly.

“Good day, ma’am. You don’t need to be afraid. We’re here to free you,” Chan pulled out a couple of tools hidden in his sleeves.

In addition to hacking, Chan is great at lock picking as well. He was WAYYYY better at it than you were. Then again, was there anything Chan couldn’t do? (Sleep.) 

“Free me? But these men were gonna take us to freedom,” the woman whimpered.

“Forgive me, but being chained up in an animal cage doesn’t look much like freedom,” Chan clarified.

“But it does exist. A paradise where we can rebuild and start a new life,” she continued. The people in the cart nodded in agreement. “My sister from the bakery writes to me from there. She speaks of wonderous stories.”

Chan didn’t believe them. Neither could you. More so Chan, because Chan practically knows the ins and outs of the world. He hasn’t heard of any “paradise.”

“Sorry, but your paradise is just a folly,” Chan stated bluntly as he picked at the lock of the cage. The locked fell to the ground bouncing lightly on the dirt. You quickly entered the cage and began working at all the chained prisoners. 

“How dare you,” she whispered now looking at Chan directly. “Wait, you’re-”

“Bang Christopher Chan,” he finished. “And I have never heard of your paradise.”

Her eyes widen in horror. “But, but my sister,” she breathed out frantically.

“We’ll find her,” you interjected.

Chan’s eyes snapped towards you glaring daggers at your form.

”Thank you,” she whispered nodding her head.

“Go home,” you whispered out. “All of you.”

One by one they all trinkled back towards the village.

“Channie, if we find them we may discover what this so called paradise is.”

Chan’s eyes narrowed already putting all the dots together, not liking where this talk was going.

“No,” Chan finalized sternly.

“But-”

“No buts,’” Chan snapped.

“Channie!”

“I AM NOT NEGOTIATING THIS!” Chan burst out with a prominent vein protruding out of his neck.

You felt as if your body shrunk on itself like a dog with its tail between their legs. Your heart was beating rapidly in your chest in fear from never seeing Chan this angry before. Your lips tremble as your fingers gripped at the end of your sweater sleeves and you felt tears swell up in your eyes. Chan noticeably stiffen when he saw your frightened form. Chan walked forward slowly and placing his hands on your shoulders delicately as if you were as fragile as glass. He pulled your frightened form closer as he leaned his forehead against yours, your breaths mingling together.

“That day during the incident,” Chan started. “I thought I lost you. I never forgave myself. Hyunjin tried to reassure me that you were still alive. I never stopped to rest until I found you.”

You looked down, at a loss for words.

Chan sighed. “You’re a good person and I want to find those missing people too. But it’s too dangerous.”

“What we do is dangerous though,” you whispered. “But we do it for a higher cause, for the people, for those who don’t have the strength to do it themselves.”

Chan’s grip on your shoulders tightened a bit. 

“Fuck,” Chan breathed out, screwing his eyes shut.

His hands trail down your arms stopping at your hands. He held your hands softly as he rubbed circles softly onto the back of your hand.

“You’re going deep into the Lion’s Den, you know that right?”

You nodded softly.

“It’s going to be really dangerous,” Chan whispered. “You better come back to us. You better come back to me. If you don’t, I’ll never forgive myself.”

Mission Successful

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You decided to talk to Woojin: Your relationship status increased.

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Mission Briefing

Location: Civilized Countryside // --REDACTED--

Weather: Clear

Date: 20XX 

Time of Day : --REDACTED--

Mission Objective: Find out where the people disappear off to by --REDACTED--

Partner: 

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Which Stray Kids Member do you want to bring with you for your next mission?

Kim Woojin (Light Injury// Will not be available until 2 members have gone)

Bang Chan | Bang Christopher Chan (Will not be available until 3 members have gone)

Lee Know | Lee Minho

Seo Changbin

Hwang Hyunjin

Han | Han Jisung 

Lee Felix 

Kim Seungmin

I.N | Yang Jeongin 

You’re diving into the unknown now folks, may the odds be ever in your favor.

But there is a subtle (or not) hint about what you’re going to be diving into.

Remember to refer back to the Voting Rules before you vote!

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paws off | l.minho

↭ genre: relationship au; fluff

↭ word count: 2.5k

↭ a/n: thanks for the request love!! i’m not sure what genre you want so i’ll just go with my own ideas if that’s okay <3 it’s my first fic after quite a while so i hope it’s not too shitty asldkfj hope you like it :3

↭ prompts: “It’s not mine, I swear.” - “How is it not fucking yours!”

↭ warnings: explicit language

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“Y/n, no. We’re not going in there. The last time we went there you wouldn’t leave even past closing time and we were practically kicked out,” your boyfriend huffed, stuffing his hands into his black leather jacket that he, after much persuasion and threats, claimed back from you. “I’ll take you to any fucking shop, except that shop.” 

“Oh come on, Minho. Stop being such a party pooper,” you whine, tugging on the hand that was clasped around yours, turning around to face your boyfriend who was staring holes at the shop’s entrance.

Happy Paws, it read.

You had always wanted a dog — a really fluffy, cute, energetic one — to brighten up the atmosphere in your new shared apartment with Minho. Both of you had decided to get an apartment together after being together for nearly two years, and everything was perfect. Except for one thing.

Minho didn’t like dogs.

He only liked cats and although you had tried your best to continuously show him photos and videos of dogs, it never worked. 

y/n: [15 photos attached] y/n: babe, check this out!!!! it’s so cute (ಥ﹏ಥ) side hoe: first of all side hoe: why are you texting me, i’m right opposite you side hoe: second of all side hoe: stop sending me fluffy devil photos ffs 

That definitely earned him a kick and a threat of making him sleep on the couch, although the both of you knew that that was never going to happen; you needed your cuddle buddy. 

Every time the two of you paid a visit to the shopping mall 3 blocks away from your apartment, you would drag Minho into the pet shop, and he usually grudgingly complied. However today, he wasn’t in the mood to have “fluffy devils” — as he liked to refer to them as — pouncing on him and licking him all over as if he were some ice cream bought on a hot summer day. 

“No, Y/n. I’m not coming. So if you really want to, you can go ahead while I go visit H&M,” he announced firmly, gently prying your hand off of him, and turning to walk the opposite direction towards the retail outlet. 

You sighed and cast a last glance at the neon sign — which flickered every now and then due to the lack of maintenance — and jogged to catch up with your very, very grumpy boyfriend. 

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The theme song of F.R.I.E.N.D.S was blasting as you lay lazily on your couch, scrolling through Twitter and saving a funny meme every now and then. 

With your pyjamas on and with a bowl of popcorn on your lap, you were not in any mood to move, already merging into one with your couch. But fate wasn’t on your side. Not even 15 minutes into your favourite show and your doorbell rang incessantly, not even giving you time to get yourself together and walk over to the door. 

Only one person was that impatient, and that was Han Jisung, the bane of your existence, also known as your best friend. 

Setting your popcorn bowl down on the table, and turning down the volume of the TV, you noticed that the weather had completely shifted from before you started your show; it was a downpour. Quickly hurrying to the door, you opened it gently, only to be pushed back as Jisung slammed the door open, hurrying in, completely drenched.

“Ew, Han Jisung! GET OFF MY CARPET!” you screeched, kicking his legs as you pulled him away from your precious cream coloured wool carpet that took you months to save up for. If anything were to happen to that carpet, you knew that you were going to make Jisung pay for every single cent. 

“Geez, calm yourself woman. It’s just a carpet!” he exclaimed, looking around nervously. “Is Minho home?”

“No, he’s out for dance practice. Why?” you asked, narrowing your eyes at his tensed posture and nervous glances; something was definitely up. “Why do you look like you just committed a crime?” 

At this, Jisung let out a nervous chuckle, holding his coat tighter and moving slightly away from you, trying to hide whatever he was guilty of from you. But you were too observant and immediately zeroed in on the problem.

“What’s up with your coat? The first thing you do is throw your coat onto the couch, so why are you holding onto it as if your life depends on it?” you enquired, moving closer to him, wanting to get to the bottom of his weird behaviour. 

“U-uh, its nothing! It’s just really cold here and I think I really need to keep my coat on, in case I fall sick? Yea, because of that,” he stuttered out, sounding more like he was convincing himself instead of you. 

That’s it, you knew something was wrong. Your best friend never stuttered unless he really did something that he knew was going to piss you off.

“Spit it out, Han Jisung, or else I’m going to tell Felix about your crush on his sister,” you said, smiling slyly as his eyes widened in horror. If there was anything scarier than you being mad, it’s Felix being mad, especially when it involved his precious sisters.

“Omg fine I’ll spit it out, but before that, let me explain clearly so that-” he started, but was cut off by a small sound coming from his coat. One that sounded a lot like a bark.

You heard it again, surprise filling your eyes as Jisung’s shoulders drop in defeat, hand reaching into his oversized coat to carry the cutest puppy you had seen in your entire life. 

“I was walking over to Felix’s place from the mall when it started pouring and I saw this little fella running around trying to find shelter. It was so tiny and looked like it was lost so I just grabbed it to check for a collar,” he said, scratching the puppy behind it’s (you hadn’t checked for genders) ears as the puppy cuddled closer into him, visibly shivering. “There was no collar,” he continued, pointing to the pup’s empty neck. “I couldn’t just leave him there, but I couldn’t bring him back to my campus because my RA doesn’t allow pets.”

“So, your dumbass thought that it would be a great idea to bring it to my place where my boyfriend, who LOVES dogs, lives with me,” you deadpanned, causing Jisung to chuckle sheepishly and scratch the back of his head. 

“Hey Y/n, I just saw an extra pair of shoes outside. Who’s here?” Minho’s voice travels through the apartment, causing both you and Jisung to jump on your spot. Oh no. 

You stood frozen at your spot, unable to move, as Jisung ran into your master bedroom and hid the puppy under the bed, immediately taking off towards the way out of your apartment. 

“Oh hey, Jisung! I didn’t expect you to be here-”

“Yes yes, it was great meeting you Minho! I gotta go now,” Jisung says, words rushing out of his mouth as he ran out of your apartment at the speed of light. 

Minho just stares at the door, unable to comprehend what just happened, when he saw you standing in the middle of the apartment, still unable to move from your spot for fear of what might happen if Minho found out about the new uninvited guest.

“Hi love,” he drawls out, as he places a soft kiss on your lips, a usual greeting between the both of you when either of you gets home. “What’s up with Jisung?” 

The kiss seemed to snap you out of your thoughts, as you chuckled nervously. “H-Hahaha just typical Jisung, you know?”

“True,” he nods along, as he walks towards your bedroom, dying to get into the toilet for a nice hot bath.

Before you could stop yourself, you grabbed Minho and swerved him away from your bedroom, causing him to collide with the wall behind him.

“Woah nevermind Jisung, what’s up with YOU today?” he asked, surprised by your sudden movements. 

“Uh... I just wanted to say that you look so amazing today? Like wow, how am I dating a GOD,” you say, throwing compliment after compliment, hoping that it will distract him from his usual chores. If there was something that Minho loved more than you, it was being complimented by you.

His surprised feature slowly morphed into one of his infamous smirks, as his hands found your waist, pulling you closer to him.

“Hmmmm I like what I’m hearing. Go on,” he encouraged, smirk ever present on his flawless face. 

You started off your list, relieved that his attention was diverted to you and the words spewing from your mouth, and not at the tiny creature lurking around in your bedroom, curious about its new environment.

With every compliment, the space between both of you decreased, as the reason you even started this was erased from your mind. Right then, it was just you and Minho, everything else forgotten.

You stared into his eyes, captivated by the intensity he held in them, as it spoke stories to you. It never ceased to amaze you; how you scored someone Lee Minho.

Just as you felt the ghost of his lips on yours, eyes closed and heart beating erratically, the both of you heard something that caused you all to freeze on the spot. You, in fear that you had been caught, and him, in confusion.

Woof.

Well, fuck.

“What was that?” Minho asked, glancing between you and your bedroom door, the confusion slowly dissipating as annoyance took over his features.

“W-what? I didn’t hear anything?” you forced out, avoiding eye contact with the boy in front of you. 

Before you could stop him, he marched towards your bedroom and yanked the door open, your words of protests dying in your mouth.

Less than a minute later, Minho stomps out, fury written all over his face as he points to your bedroom. “What the fuck is that doing here? You know I don’t like dogs, and yet you buy one?!” 

“It’s not mine,” you start, letting out a sigh at the fact that you had successfully pissed him off.

“Come on, I’m already pissed, don’t give me stupid excuses.”

“It’s not mine, I swear!” you say, raising your voice slightly to prove your point. 

“How is it not fucking yours?!” he shouted back, causing you to wince at his tone. You face the floor, unable to look at him as the guilt of doing something that he didn’t like ate you up, even though it wasn’t really your fault.

Your eyes didn’t leave the wooden flooring even when you heard a retired sigh leave Minho’s lips, footsteps coming towards you as you finally see his socks clad feet right in front of you. 

“Jisung left it here,” you started, slowly lifting your head to look at him. “It was raining and it was lost, and Jisung brought it here because his RA doesn’t allow him to keep pets. I’m so sorry, I should have told you sooner, but it just happened really fast and I didn’t want to piss you off, but that didn’t really work out very well so now you’re mad and-”

“I’m not mad,” he said, cutting you off. “I was just surprised and assumed you got one without even telling me. I’m going to kill Jisung,” he finished, pulling you in for a hug, as an indication to prove his words — he really wasn’t mad.

You buried your face into his chest, taking in a deep breath as his scent calmed you down, causing you to squeak out one last “I’m sorry”.

“So... What are we going to do now?” he asked, staring at you expectantly. Oh, right. The problem wasn’t solved.

“Um, I can ask around for anyone who’s willing to take it? But that’ll take time, wouldn’t it? And since you don’t like dogs, we can’t keep it here, so maybe I could go to that pet store at the mall and get them to keep him? I don’t know if they do such things but-” you rambled on, disappointment growing in you at the fact that you had to give away that cute little thing that had found its way into your heart at first sight.

“We can keep him,” Minho cut in, causing your ramble to come to a halt. You blinked at him, mouth half open, unable to believe the words that just came out of his mouth.

“Close your mouth, honey. You’re going to catch flies,” he said, shaking his head slightly as a smile grew on his face. “What kind of a boyfriend would I be if I don’t give my girlfriend what makes her the happiest? I could see the disappointment on your face, baby. And there’s nothing I hate more than that. So maybe I can make some space for that fluffly devil in this house.”

Your heart was threatening to burst out of its seems as he finished his little speech, your face immediately lighting up, as you threw your hands around him, causing him to stumble backward.

“I love you I love you I love you,” you chanted, as you untangled yourself from him after planting a kiss on his cheek, rushing towards the bedroom to introduce your new puppy to your boyfriend. 

“Hey! You better not forget about me, alright? I better be receiving more love than that fluffy devil!” your boyfriend called out, only to be met with your beautiful laugh bouncing off the walls.

You cradled your new baby in your arms as you carried him (you finally checked) out into the living room, as Minho waited expectantly to see the little creature that got you so happy.

As soon as his eyes met yours, the puppy squirmed around in your arms, indicating that he wanted to be let down. As you bent down and gently placed him on the ground, little paws rushed towards the boy in front of you, as the puppy rubbed himself against Minho and nudged him with its nose, clearly wanting to be held by Minho.

Hesitantly, Minho picked the little one off the ground, instinctively scratching the little pup behind its ears, causing the little canine to relax into his arms, its small tongue poking out from the side of its mouth.

You cooed at the sight in front of you, happy that you could see Minho’s walls slowly break down around dogs.

“It’s true,” he spoke up, causing you to look at him curiously. “It’s different when it’s yours, and not just some random one roaming the streets.”

Your eyebrows raised as you let a small chuckle escape you. “I’m pretty sure that’s only applicable to children.”

“Oh, right.”

You walk over to where Minho was busy playing with the new pup, joining both of them on the floor. Sometimes going through hardships to attain something, just made it that much more satisfying. You smiled to yourself, as you made a mental note.

Thank Jisung later.

∞ end ∞

[bekups]

That or be delusional about something greater than them being alive, more for the purpose of not having to fear, being confronted is usually more extreme and horrific for them, sucks to be them. I do what it is that makes me feel the most myself? I spent a lot of my years trying to be something for others that I got so lost, it still fucks me up sometimes and makes me get really uncomfortable... It’s just something I’m fighting to accept myself, ahha.

Yea, the conversation I got tattooed at and am tattooing at didn’t get much ad attention... Sad really because tattoos are people and they can speak so much with out words even happening. Uh well... if we get to know each other and all that you could have a closer look... uh don’t think to much into it, I don’t share my tattoos up close very often, some areas I should clear up. Ahah. Really? I should encourage to keep up with drawing especially if you’re detailed about it, over time that memory of drawing fades. Scary how fast too. Straight up though I can understand spending and focusing on something else that require your creative parts of your brain... I need to hear your stuff or see your work, it will automatically tell me how much talent you have with what I hear or see first.

Oh, I been wanting to check out that place, for the same reasons, shed some inner shit. Back at the fox village, it looked really cool at first but the more videos I watched and getting into it; sad af. Some of the foxes looked sick, some looked sad, this is my opinion, don’t know the actual story or anything but sad vibes man. The UK has the craziest of places to check out! Lincoln England. I never dressed up because I always wanted to dress up as the hardest cosplays to make and I don’t have that kind of talent apparently where I can make clothes and really cool weapons... The atmosphere thought, opposite feeling of the Akigahara Forest it is still so, can’t even think of words for it. Makes you feel more open?

Oh yes, of course we exist! The funniest thing it is that many people not even believe in us although they think humans invented us, mhmh. Well, still I often have the feeling I am different than most others, not only because I am a supernatural creature but for the things I like and for the way I dress. If you are twohundred years old it is normal you are a little oldfashioned actually, and so I am. Anyway, you seem to getting close to becoming your true self despite of other meanings, too, and this in the end shows how strong you are.

This sounds impressing! Tattoos are still some kind of taboo in Japan and are something for outcasts in the eyes of society, so for example you can’t go to an onsen even if you have a tattoo or find a ‘normal’ job. It is a kind of oldfashioned I am not into obviously. Yes, if you would like to show me I for sure would marvel at your tattoos, mhmh. I usually draw horror stuff what is not surprising, and I mainly don’t draw often anymore because I pay such big attention to the details and this can be quite exhausting. Especially when you compose songs and write lyrics just as well. But it is what I love to do.

I did not even have been at the fox village yet, but I would like to get to the Aokigahara forest…not to hang myself there, but for the atmosphere. Anyway, I still remember all those wonderful graveyards for example they have in some European countries, and the spooky castles. Where are you from actually? Yes, cosplay is very popular in here, too, of course. It is always nice to see how creative people are. And dressing up is quite funny in general, I did it a lot in the past for the purpose of my band. But nowadays I focus more on the feelings and messages my music conveys. What does not mean my performance is not intense anymore, mhmh.

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Decision

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