#competing each other to be the number 1 in the sky

[quuuueto]

I hope the outfits are recognisable (if not, it's from official art by Horikoshi where they're riding dragons!)

[thesensteawitch]

What Will Your Romantic Life Look Like?

🍁Based on your current energy!🍁

Pick A Pile Reading

(Left to Right- Pile 1, Pile 2, Pile 3)

Hello, Senstea Souls!💕

I am back with another collective reading. This reading is about your future romantic life.

This reading is strictly based on your current energy so take it as it resonates. You can change your future based on your actions + this is a general reading.

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Pile 1

Tarot cards- The Chariot, Seven of Cups, Two of Cups, Page of Swords, King of Swords, The Moon

Hello, my beautiful pile 1. Your romantic life is going to be very much focused on a dream that you and your partner have for your relationship. Love is not a destination and you both would know that and that's why there will be days in which you would want to experience everything together. You both will somehow be forging towards your destined path (basically your north node) and time will prove to you that you both are soulmates. Number 8 is of significance in this connection. I am seeing “the strength card” too. On your path, the challenges that you will face will only make your bond stronger. It's going to be a one-of-a-kind experience for you. Once in a lifetime to be precise! Not everyone will have the kind of connection that both of you will have with each other. Strong communication will be the foundation of your romantic life with your person. There is going to be a balance between emotions and logic. When you're vulnerable you will be too vulnerable with each other. Some connections only travel in the 3d world but your connection will be of a kind that will be ever-growing and eternally travelling through different dimensions. Your romantic life is going to be very spiritual. Dates will never end, and meetings will never end. The connection will never lose its spark. There is going to be so much you both would want to do with each other that you will end up confused and will find it challenging to bring your life together. But eventually whichever direction you choose to move in you will end up bumping into each other. Because as I said this connection is fated. I am sensing strong water and air sign placements in both of your birth charts. People around you will secretly compete with the kind of connection you guys have with each other. They will wonder, “Is this even real? Does this kind of love even exist in this day and age?” You both will help each other in healing each other's shadow sides. There won't be a single moment when you both don't feel safe with each other. You guys just compliment each other like ketchup and fries, haha! They are meant to be served together. You two will learn a lot. You'll be achieving long-term goals and stability with each other. Buying a home or living together will come later in your life because you two will build everything (by everything I mean every damn thing) together from scratch so it will take time. But you're going to have the kind of life no one can crumble down. No one! You both won't be able to walk away until you both throw each other into eternal glory. And right in that glory, you will never be able to forget each other. You will never forget the karmas that you both healed together. The darkness that you both dealt with each other will hold your glory high above in the astral sky. You both will overcome so many fears together. Wow! It's such a beautiful connection. One is a dove and the other is a dolphin. Both are from different worlds but so pure, so connected. One looks above and the other below and just like that they fall in love. It's one-of-a-kind love. Not everyone will be able to understand it so don't expect the world to understand your love anyway.

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Pile 2

Tarot Cards- Four of Cups, The Lovers, The Magician, The Emperor, Ace of Pentacles, Knight of Wands

Hello, my beautiful pile 2. The first thing that I see in your love is the individualistic nature of you and your partner. You two will be very different from each other yet perfect for each other. There will be a lot of mirroring in your connection. You both will see your reflection in the other. It will shock you, surprise you. One will be sunshine and the other will be midnight rain. The advice you both give to each other will work wonders if you both are willing to see life from each other's perspective. Your romantic life will be quite organised. Doing something new in your connection will scare both of you. Overthinking is what will always prevail. Prioritising emotions can be a problem in your connection. As this reading is based on your current energy I also see choices will be needed to make quite often. These choices will overwhelm both of you but eventually, you'll choose each other and will make things work around the choice you make for each other. The choices you make on an individual level are what is going to bring you together. There will be a lot of risks involved in your connection. One of you may have had difficult relationships in the past so having a heartfelt communication can be a challenge. You two will end up together after going through a lot of tests and trials. The connection will have a lot of passion but it won't be easy. You both will be challenged to get rid of the unnecessary worries in your connection. There will be a healing that you would need to do before the relationship can finally emerge into something beautiful. You both will be devoted to each other and the more devoted you are the more challenges you will face. But all these challenges will act as an opportunity for you to heal the parts of you that can affect your connection negatively. Reminding each other how much you love each other will be crucial in your connection. Your romantic life will begin right after you both have faced your demons and worked on them individually. You both will only think of each other after the storm has settled and there's a comfortable quiet. You both will go to extremes to shower each other will love. I hear, “I belong with you, you belong with me. You're my sweetheart.” You both won't stop loving each other in chaos or storms it's just that you will be forced to help yourself first before loving the other. Your empty cups will fill with time and then it will never run out of love. This connection will bring an end to a never-ending pain/cycle. You both will be afraid to lose each other but also to lose yourself in the process of loving each other. But later on you both will realise the importance of heartfelt communication and your vulnerability will bring trust.

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Pile 3

Tarot Cards- The Emperor, Six of Wands, The Moon, Two of Wands, Two of Swords, Eight of Wands

Hello, my beautiful pile 3. I heard that your connection will be blessed by God. You'll be divinely supported in your romantic journey. I see an exchange of rings, communication and a lot of travel. Some details may get missed because you both fall for each other at first sight. There will be quickness in this connection. A lot will be overlooked and you two may end up marrying each other quite early into dating. Logically it will feel like a wrong move and you both may even question your judgement later on but divinely speaking this is exactly what is supposed to happen. There will be an instant connection between you and your partner. You may even feel caged later on but hear me out. You must be thinking then why would I even end up marrying this person? Well, I don't know the exact answer but I can see that there will be ancestors' support in this marriage. Perhaps, it's the kind of connection where it was a contract that you signed with this person on a soul level. I seriously don't know what your beliefs are pile 3 but this is something I am strongly getting. Like it is meant to go this way. I know I might sound insane. Also, this reading is based on your current energy so take it that way. You do have the power to change your future. The marriage will bring so much happiness to the families. When the love in the air will fade a bit you two will realise that one is trying to keep the peace (who wants to have soulful conversation) and the other is trying to risk their dreams to have a stable married life. And soon you both will speak your heart out to each other and things may go out of hand because of the overwhelming energy. As soon as the conversation puts you both off balance it will bring stability too as you both will understand each other and will provide the safety to work on your dreams. Wow! So that's why you would end up marrying this person. You'll achieve great things with the help and support of each other. You both will show each other the mirror of how powerful you are and how capable you are. And after this what will follow will be victory and generosity. You both will come together to give each other a strong career boon. You may not stay together for a long time but will definitely appreciate the change you both brought into each other's lives.

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[serxinns]

Yan! Fatgum vs Yan! all might (Both platonic)

•Now all might be Tolerable when it came to the teachers coddling you and being protective over you he was fine but with others it was a problem a Big problem, and fatgum was that problem At 1st all might not mind Fatgum, he just thought he didn't have the same thought at him and just was clueless but oh boy he was wrong

• he started seeing Fatgum giving you your favorite snacks and always pinching your little cheeks and carrying you around Seeing you happy and smiling with him made him sick he should be the one making you happy and spoiling you the final straw was when you accidentally calling fatgum uncle while fatigue eyes sparkle all might had a dark glint in his eye and a threatening aura surrounding him he was gonna have to do something about this

•So one day, while you and Kirishima were chatting with each other fatigue watched happily as the two of you were getting along until he felt a cold hand on his shoulder "They look like they're having fun right young hero!" there stood all might in his muscle form, Fatgum smiled "Yea they've been getting along well! It's almost liked they're dating!" all might smile twitch when he heard that last part even tho he knew he wasn't joking his blood was still boiling so he pinned the young hero in the wall his blue eyes piercing down on him the all might glared into his eyes

•"Listen here I'm tired of beating around this bush I want you to stay far away from them as possible and stop tryna influence that student of yours to get with them" To his surprise fatigue chuckled, "Thats funny hilarious even but no way just because your a worry some clingy ass number 1 can't handle someone touching what's "Theirs" doesn't mean im gonna back down" all might stared at the man in shocked but it quickly turned into a rage "Why you lit-" suddenly you and kiri ran up to the two heroes they both stare you in silence until fatgum said something

"Hey little buds back already?" "Yea! me and kiri were learning new tricks! kiri taught me how to block with your torso" the two of you eyes sparkle while fatgum chuckled to himself "Yea y/ns moved were super manly they even taught me their new power move you gotta see it!" "Alright you guys I'll catch up! Don't try to hurt yourselves!" when the 2 Teens left fatgum looked at All might with a smirk "also I recorded everything you said so be cautious with your actions" and with that fatgum happily followed behind the children like there was nothing wrong leaving all might angry and shocked he cursed under his breath but he was not gonna back down easily or even Never

•To this day the 2 mostly all might would compete to each other about whos better then who like how All Might would make you fly up in the sky while holding you to see the view and if you are scared of heights that's ok he'll carry you on his back while his fan are in awe

•Fatgum would just try to piss off all might By Giving you your favorite treats, Making you and kiri wear his costume while he just dies from happiness and taking pictures, Whenever all might spotted him he was spin you around or pinch your cheeks making all might glaring like he wanted to commit murder

• While all might has a trick up his sleeve he'll buy you anything you want unless it's other peoples merch he always sneak some matching all might merch for deku and you so that one day if izuku found out by stalking you that you were wearing the same clothes as him he'll want you to hold hands for the rest of the day

Bonus:

Fatgum and All might: Aruging about who's better

Kiri, Reader and Izuku: 👀

Reader: Yall wanna go get ice cream

Izuku: yea I don't think they'll stop anytime soon

Kirishima: well let's get some popcorn on the way as well then!

[emeritusemeritus]

One for George and y/n: Easter egg hunting at the Burrow with all the Weasleys (George's siblings and their children)

Such a cute idea! 🖤

Warnings: Minor swearing, mentions of pregnancy, cute Weasley fun and fluff.

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Easter Bunny's gift.

Easter at the Burrow was always one of the things you looked forward to the most, especially now you had children of your own with George.

Ever since the first grandchild had arrived, Molly and Arthur had started a wonderful tradition of a magical Easter egg hunt on the land surrounding the house.

Your daughters were 5 and 3, both now at the age that they took the egg hunt very seriously, especially as they were essentially competing against their cousins. George had given them tips before hand, because of course he had, and you'd arrived at the Burrow with two very excited children. And a very excited husband, who had been to set up the race with Arthur earlier that morning, no doubt putting his own mischievous twist on the egg hunt.

The wonderful thing about Molly and Arthur having seven children was that as you all grew up, the number of family members inevitably doubled and then tripled, at least. Siblings, spouses, children, cousins; everyone packed in to the space you'd always loved, the heart of the family- the Burrow.

You were immediately greeted by most of the Weasley siblings and their partners, the kids all chasing each other and giggling in glee with squeals of delight echoing through the open fields. Bill and Fleur, Ron and Hermione, Harry and Ginny, all of them stood around tables of food and drink that you knew Molly would have agonised over all morning. You couldn't see Percy or Audrey but you could see little Molly and Lucy running around with Victoire, Rose and Lily and so assumed that they were around somewhere. It was always funny to see the entire family gathered together, the sea of Red hair only broken up by a few blonde and brunette children running around.

"Rory! Poppy!" Dominique squeals in excitement, spotting your daughters and immediately falling into an excited conversation that was almost too high for adults to hear, their excited squeals and giggles so loud it almost made you wince. She pauses briefly to flash you a smile, missing her two front teeth. "Hi aunt y/n, hi unky George! Come on, Granny's got toffee!"

Now child free, George smiles at you as he takes your hand and leads you down the path towards the Burrow, greeting his family with warmth. You mingle through the crowd until you make your way inside, offering Molly some help in the kitchen.

"Oh y/n dear, you just get prettier!" She says with a wide and motherly smile, approaching you with hands outstretched as she pulls you in for a tight hug. She's all dressed up in her most vibrant colours, a glittery beret clip in her hair with the signature apron tied around her waist.

"Right, almost time!" Molly says with delight as she steps outside, giving Arthur a little nod who claps his hands together and smiles, walking off towards the back lawn.

You shoot George a little smile as you look over at your daughters, huddled together with the other cousins almost bouncing with excitement. Molly had made a ridiculous number of little eggs for the children, some with chocolate, marshmallow, toffee, everything that would keep your girls up way past their bedtime if they ate too much.

"Right Weasleys," Arthur says, taking lead of the gaggle of excitable children. "Two rules only. Number 1, share and be mindful of your cousins, we want everyone to have fun. Number 2, grab as much as you can! Ready... set.... Go!"

Just as Arthur said the words, a little firework shot up into the sky which transformed into the shape of a bunny in the sky, the words 'this way' scrawled out next to it as it moved towards the start line that Arthur had made. Your mouth opened in disbelief and turned towards your husband who was putting his wand back in his pocket with a mischievous grin. He turned to you and gave you a little wink, little butterflies erupting in your tummy at the look even after all these years.

With a resounding squeal of excitement, the children ran off, following the rabbit, each of them clutching their little baskets ready to swoop on the eggs that had been meticulously placed by their grandad. You watched and laughed as they giggled, all of them picking up little eggs and slinging them into their baskets.

Some were suspended in the air by magic, others tucked into trees and the ground as normal. George had jinxed the tree near the border to rain eggs when the kids ran under it. You laughed as you watched Hugo and Albus scream in sheer delight when they stepped under the tree and hundreds of little eggs rained down on them, dropping into their baskets. They immediately called the girls over to look at what had just happened, all fo the adults watching beginning to laugh when the girls also squealed out in delight as the eggs rained down on them.

"Y/n, can you please watch Louis whilst I go to the loo?" Fleur said from beside you, her French accept as strong at ever, holding out baby Louis, his little blanket covered body making him look like a beautiful little bundle.

"Of course I can," you say with a smile, readily accepting your youngest nephew into your arms, he was crying a little, whimpering and trying to break free from the blanket. Fleur thanked you profusely as she handed over her youngest before walking quickly back to the house.

"Ssssh, it's okay sweetheart, your mummy will be back soon," you coo, assuring little Louis as you rocked him in your arms. He was beautiful, a little patch of striking blonde hair beginning to grow on his head. You adjusted his blankets just slightly to keep his fingers in and swayed with him in your arms as you watched your daughters giggling from higher up the field. The enchanted bunny firework had started dancing around the kids, dodging them and attempting to steal their eggs making them all giggle.

When you looked down at Louis, he was asleep, his eyes closed and looking the definition of comfy, all snuggled in his warm and soft blanket.

"I'll never get over how much that suits you," you hear your husband say, appearing behind you, looking down at the baby in your arms.

"Oh yeah?" You smile, looking up at him as his arm slips onto your shoulder, his lips descending upon your hair to press a gentle kiss just above your ear.

"I think it's your best look," he pauses, "though I do like you pregnant too."

"Well... I'd say you're in luck Mr Weasley," you say with a glint in your eye, watching as his eyes light up even more than the kids collecting their chocolate once he realises what you were telling him.

"What do you think? I think a little boy would be a nice addition," you say, looking down at the sleeping little boy in your arms, imagining one of your own.

"I'll have a word with the Easter bunny," George says with a smirk, leaning down to capture your lips in a sweet kiss, both of you sharing a little moment.

"No way Hermione," you hear from the side, Ron's dead set voice drawing your attention away from George.

"Oh come on Ron!" Hermione says, getting frustrated with him. "For Hugo and Rose."

"You're not transfiguring me into a bloody rabbit!"

[liminalmemories21]

Tag Game Tuesday: 911 Lone Star Fandom Edition

Tagged by @ladytessa74. Thank you!

When did you first start watching Lone Star? Who or what introduced you to the show?

What is time? Okay, so I have competing memories about this. I want to say we started watching 911 OG because of the pandemic. But, I also have vivid memories of watching Lonestar from episode 1 because it was a 911 spinoff. And, given when Lonestar started those are incompatible memories.

Which is to say I think we must have started watching 911 OG earlier than I remember.

Which season is your favorite?

Season 2. When they're really getting to know each other, and figure out how to talk to each other. I really love how they handled the whole farmer's market thing - Carlos telling TK about what coming out was like for him, and TK actually listening.

Who is your favorite character? (Bonus: If you answered TK or Carlos, who is your favorite besides them?)

Hard to choose, but I think a toss up between Judd and Grace. I just really love their marriage, and how much faith and trust they have in each other, and how much they just clearly love and like each other. Also, Judd's got a great kind of exasperated older brother energy, and his voice has a fantastic cadence to write.

Top five episodes. Go!

I am also terrible at remembering episode numbers. So.

the one with the farmer's market

the entire Marjan episode last season

the kidnapping arc - I love getting to see Carlos be smart about being a detective

the one with the kidnapped kid (my father-in-law more or less), because see above about watching Carlos be smart, and actually recognized for it this time

the Gwyn's death/airplane falling out of the sky episode - because everyone was so good in that episode, and you could feel how much everything ached, and I liked getting to see a glimpse of TK's relationship with his mother.

If you could pick any character to be given a "begins" episode, who would it be and what would that episode look like?

Paul. I know we've gotten hints, but I'd love to know more about why he picked firefighting, and what pushed him to leave Chicago in the end.

Also, Nancy, because we know almost nothing about her.

What is a scenario or storyline that you would like to see in season 5?

I'd like a chance to see TK be good at his job - we know he is because we've been told he is, but I don't feel like we've gotten to see it much.

I'd like a Halloween episode - small children in adorable costumes, and crazy calls, and so much teasing between the team about candy and costumes.

Also, I'd really like the show to remember that TK has a step-father(ish) type person, and a brother.

What do you think is going on in this still?

I mean, realistically I think it's probably nothing that any of us can guess. But, I think it looks like Carlos is doing something that TK doesn't want him to - either still pursuing his father's murderer, or agreeing to do something for work that scares TK (undercover?).

We all know about the elusive 5x05 spicy scene that has been teased, so what is your prediction for how it could possibly top 1x02?

I have no words for how much I want lazy making out on the couch that turns into something hotter and heavier. I want low soundtrack so you can hear the way fabric shifts together, and the couch squeaks a little under their weight. I want Carlos's hand gripping TK's hip (think the kiss from Some Kind of Wonderful - the way Eric Stoltz's hand just flexes on her hip, like he can't help himself).

I want them home, and comfortable with each other, but still so hot for each other.

Where was the Tarlos honeymoon in your mind?

Well, apparently they went to a resort somewhere? Given how much Carlos apparently dislikes traveling, we can only imagine the lengths TK had to go to persuade him of that. But, I think Owen and the Andrea upgraded their reservation to apologize for kind of taking over the wedding planning.

I think it wasn't quite what they imagined - because how could it be - but it was what they needed, a chance to be away, to be together, to regroup, and grieve, and not have to try and do it in front of anyone else. I think for the first few days Carlos tried to make it perfect, the way it was supposed to have been, and TK kept trying to say, it doesn't have to be that. And eventually Carlos let himself believe TK and took the time to really process what he lost - not just his father, but the potential for the relationship they were just starting to rebuild.

Shoutout one of your favorite fan creations.

I really liked the themed recc lists that @welcometololaland started. I always love a good recc list, and I like ones that come with summaries and personal endorsements.

tagging @carlos-tk, @chicgeekgirl89, @rmd-writes, @welcometololaland, and @jesuisici33

[dragonfly0808]

Riven and Sky Moodboard

After their incredibly rocky first year, it took them a while to truly be close and just lean on each other but they love each other and have forgiven the past (they even joke about it occasionally and that’s how you know they’re truly past all that drama)

They’re top of their year, constantly competing for number 1, though it’s a friendly competition at this point (Brandon is 3rd and Helia is 1st of the Wizards)

They love sparring together, that, Riven teaching him the basics of how to fix Wind Riders and helping each other with their Strategy homework are their favorite things to do together

Sky asked Riven for sex advice once (season 2, Chapter 44 ), they mostly pretend it didn’t happen but Riven will occasionally hold it over his head as a joke

They (along with Helia) are natural morning people so they always hang out before the others get up

Masterlist

All Friendships Masterlist

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Singapore Formula 1 Grand Prix 2023 Fanfic

As y/n stood there behind the bush, blocked by the barricades she looked at the track with yearning eyes. Unbeknownst to them, a burly shadow arrived behind and grabbed her elbow harshly “Come back to IMH, please.” Y/n looked back with malice in their eyes “No! He’s coming.” As the big man who had long white hair retorted “you crazy fool. Stay here then, suffer.” As he left. Y/n returned her gaze to the empty race track. “Where are you?” She muttered under her breath, her eyes glistening with tears.

The security gave y/n a nasty look, as she looked at her phone, the countdown to the race. Her heart increased in pace, as the numbers reduces. When the counter hit zero, she felt a surge of wind as twenty cars went past her but that wasn’t what she was looking for. Her eyes kept searching the track till she finally spotted…him.

Four Thick corded limbs, scaly skin and sturdy tail. The love of her life appeared slowly pitter pattering across the track towards her, tongue wagging out. She screamed “Komodoooo” as it turned towards her and contorted its face as to what seemed like a smile. It waggled its way to the Redbull paddock which was near by, making hard eye contact with Christian Horner.

They stared at each other to what may seem like eternity to a passerby, intense eye lock, no expression. Suddenly, Christian nodded his head and signaled to a pit crew member, as he immediately marched out.

Suddenly Sergio Perez’s car rolled into the Redbull pit area. There was a sudden flurry of activity as the pit crew team rushed to change tyres about as they did that they also pulled out an immobile Sergio out of the car. Your eyes were stuck on Komodo and they widened in horror when you saw your favorite lizard get put into the dreaded second seat at Redbull. You couldn’t stop fate. Komodo was a driver now. As y/n was processing the happenings before her a hand grabbed her arm from behind and began pulling y/n away in an unknown direction “Hey what the hell do you think you’re doing?” The man was wearing a Redbull shirt and was tall dark and handsome.

After a few minutes walk he brought y/n to the paddock viewing where Kelly was sipping her Champagne calmly giving y/n a side eye and then rolling her eyes with a scoff. As the Redbull man left, he sighed “Mr Komodo requested you to have the best seats y/n” it felt like he told that simply out of obligation. Y/n looked at the tracks with tears in her eyes, she felt thankful but had a dreadful feeling in her stomach knowing Komi was now in the car. Sergio had left the car in p20 but you had faith in your lizard fiancée. You accepted the champagne glass the staff offered but it remained forgotten at your side for the next hour as you saw Komodo pull the greatest recovery drive in the history of f1.

Komi swerved his car in and out, overtaking the entire grid and every time his Redbull came close to another car you winced. But Komi still made it through and you knew it was because he was thinking of you. Finally it was just Max and Komi, competing for first place as only 6 laps remained in the race. Everything seemed so hopeful, you heart was racing faster than Komi’s car. Kelly was biting her lip in nervousness knowing Komodo was no second driver, he had the spirit of the first. Just as you gasped, your heart dropped to your stomach. The world became so still around you, the noises suddenly went silent. The drones dipped from the sky closer to the track, it was over.

Alonso had hit Komodo’s car, his body under the Aston Martin. This didn’t happen very frequently in the F1 history, but when it did the world came to a stop. The FIA red flagged the race immediately as the medics descended upon Komodo and Alonso. Tears poured from your eyes like a waterfall, mixing with the untouched champagne which you had told yourself would only touch you lips when Komodo was in your arms again. There was such a throng of people around you that you couldn’t even see Komi’s body. You just sat there shell shocked till you felt a hand on your shoulder. It was Christian Horner.

“Y/n we need a second Redbull driver. The race is too close to the finish and the crowd want to see a fight for the championship. Komodo’s last wish was for you to be that second driver.” “Me? Wait what do you mean his last wish?” You began wailing in despair and collapsed to the floor. “You have five minutes to get ready, we are counting on you.” Horner said before turning away to tend to Max. As you sat in the car, you realised something, but you decided to continue on after taking a deep breath “For you Komi”.

You left the pitstop and back onto the track, fought for the championship and got the podium you always deserved. Once you brought back the trophy to your paddock room, Komodo slithered out of the Redbull car. He was hiding between your legs in the car all along. You smiled at him, he smiled back at you. He knew midway you had to go to the after party with him, and the only way was to get you in that car. He took out his tongue and hissed at you as you wiggled with a love surge. You accepted his love surge with glee and carried him on the podium with you. The world cheered as you stood on the top step of that podium but all that mattered to you was the soft reptilian smile on Komi’s face.

your komodos,

admins san & sav

[what-about-the-stray-cats]

Yin-Yang: when the black dragon and white tiger meet

The yin-yang is a major and recurring motif in the story of BSD. Many characters are each other's complementary opposites. The main duo, Atsushi and Ryunosuke, are no exception. You cannot talk about one without having to mention the other: they are a package deal. These two are linked on multiple levels, not only with their writing but also their designs are perfect mirrors of one another. I have highlighted all the similarities in their designs in the image below.

Ryunosuke’s Ability, Rashomon, is represented by the color red. Meanwhile Atsushi’s Beast Beneath the Moonlight has a blue aura to it. These two colors are placed exactly oppositely on the color wheel, a hint to their yin-yang symbolism. Their hair is another hint, Ryunosuke has black hair with white ends; Atsushi has white hair with a black streak. Where Ryunosuke has white cuffs and a white collar, Atsushi has black gloves and a black tie. This might sound like a stretch, but Ryunosuke has 2 long sidebangs whereas Atsushi has 1 sidebang. 2 is often considered a ‘feminine’ number while 1 is considered ‘masculine’. The yin, the black side of the emblem, is said to be the feminine part, whilst yang, the white side, is supposedly masculine. Even their belts reflect this: Ryunosuke has 2 sides falling and Atsushi has only 1 side that is loose. My favorite detail lies in their eyes: Ryunosuke has dark gray eyes, similar to the color of the night sky. This is because the Port Mafia resides over Yokohama in the nighttime. Ryu is therefore the guardian of the night. Atsushi has sunset colored eyes because the ADA operates and resides over Yokohama during twilight; he is the guardian of the day. Ryunosuke’s name also means “son of dragon”, and Rashomon bears resemblance to a black dragon. Opposite to this, Atsushi is a white tiger.

The yin-yang is an emblematic of valuational equality, meaning that both sides are of equal importance. These two sides, however, used to exist separately before being combined into one. It can be interpreted in three ways:

as the coherent fabric of nature and mind, exhibited in all existence,

jiao (=interaction) between the waxing and waning,

 as the process of harmonization, ensuring a constant dynamic balance of all.

I think that the third definition is the one that fits Shin Soukoku (“New Double Black– codename for the duo consisting of Atsushi and Ryunosuke).

Ryunosuke represents the yin side, aka the black one. Things often associated with the yin are; darkness, death, femininity, cold, moon, passivity. This is a pretty spot on description of Ryunosuke, who has all of the aforementioned elements in his character. Even the passivity; due to his bad condition, his Ability is best used when supporting someone else, thus when playing a passive role in combat.

The yang, aka the white side, is represented by Atsushi. Light, life, masculinity, warmth, sun, activity are things often associated with it, which is another spot on description of the character. Beast Beneath the Moonlight is a great combat Ability and is best used actively in a fight. It also allows for Atsushi to regenerate any wounds, for this reason, unlike Rashomon it does not bring death but life.

Shin Soukoku is, however, not opposite forces of each other. They are of equal value (=yinyang) and even carry characteristics of the other one. Instead of competing against, they must find a balance and harmonize with one another. Both of their views on life are vastly different, but both are equally bad for their own mental health, and it is through this difference that they will challenge each other and finally grow as people. For clarification, Atsushi is super selfless and throws away his life on a whim to save anyone. By doing this, he hopes that he can earn the right to live. Ryunosuke believes the contrary, only by killing everyone and becoming the strongest can he earn the right to live and find value in doing so. They need to work together to move on from their past traumas. In a way, they are both each other’s pupils and mentors; they learn from one another and also teach things to the other. By constantly challenging each others’ mindsets, they are able to change and mature and even empathize with each others’ suffering. In short: they are one another's salvation. Quite poetic, in my opinion.

[tragicendinglover]

Murr's 3rd Anniversary SSR - Translation

Disclaimer: This was done with the help of the machine translation so it will not be too accurate. I apologize that it's not the best - I just wanted to have at least a rough translation somewhere!

Part 1 Murr: I won again.

Akira: Haha. I lost again. Murr is really a skilled gambler.

Murr:  Huh. I was hoping that the Sage might defeat me!

Akira: What? You wanted to lose?

Murr: I've been winning for a long time. I won the last round and the last game against Shylock before that. So, Mr. Sage!

Akira: So that was the deal...? But I'm not a betting person like you two.

Murr: But there is beginner's luck, right? So I thought you might be able to beat me! By the way, why did you come here? To kill time? 

Akira: Yes!! Murr, you gave me the "Omokage Manual" before, didn't you?

Murr: The one where I said you can do whatever you want? I'll do it! I want it back!

Akira: No, no! I heard that if you hold the Omokage Manual up to a landscape and cast a spell on it, it will make the landscape look like a picture. ...... I'd like to leave behind the memories of everyone at the magic building. Of course, I also want to preserve my memories of Murr. So, will you go with me to a place you hold dear?

Murr: Haha, it was an invitation to go out! Well, if that's the case, I just received an invitation from a place that sounds just right.

Part 2

With invitations in hand, we headed for the Heavenly Detached Palace, a place we had visited for celebrations not long after I had become a Sage.

Akira: At that time, Murr had to compete with Antonio to rent this place. Murr lost several times, and it was a close call.

Murr had a tough time with Antonio, who had acquired the good fortune by grace of the fairy Fagolta, who had been resurrected from the effects of the Calamity.

Murr: But I still won! Antonio-sama remembered that and wanted to play a game with me for the first time in a long time.

Akira: But I was a little surprised. Antonio didn't think much of wizards, did he?

Murr: Just a whim. The Heavenly Detached Palace is a place for gamblers in search of excitement! And it was just right, wasn't it? Sparkling and shiny, the scenery of lasting memories!

Akira: Yes, I agree, it's a great place to live and work. Thanks for suggesting this lovely place!

Murr: I remember. Showtime at the salon! Shining pearly petals, the scent of buoyant flowers! And this time, we're going to make it rain from the top of the chandelier. Sounds fun!

Antonio: You are the offspring of the great Murr. You still look like a fool with that face.

With a sigh of exasperation, Antonio, the owner of this remote palace in the sky, appeared. Somehow we managed to avoid the Murr's rain, and we were led into the even smokier casino, where we were greeted by the owner, Mr. Antonio.

Antonio: You understand the rules?

Murr: Of course! Each player draws cards at the same time, and the one with the higher number wins. The first person to win five times is the winner. Simple is the best!

Antonio:Hmm. If you win, I'll give you gold coins and whatever else you want.

Murr: I don't want money.

Antonio:What?

Murr: What I want is the Heavenly Sky Detached Palace for tonight! If I win, can I use it freely?

Antonio: I hear you like it here. All right. So, you're betting on the jewelry, right?

Murr: Of course! My very favorite. Okay, Mr. Sage. Can you shuffle those for me?

Akira: Yes! I'll take care of it.

I folded the cards, cut them well, and put the deck on the table.

Murr:This one.

Murr, showing no sign of hesitation, picks one of the playing cards. Antonio, on the other hand, looked at Murr's face and then pulled out a playing card.

Murr: Here we go. Ready!

Akira: Murr has 1O and Antonio has 6. So that means…

Antonio: Damn it. It's only one win; the winner is the one who wins five times first.

Murr: That's the way it should be. The goddess of victory is capricious. The game is far from over!

Part 3

Murr: Yes, I won again.

Akira: (I knew Murr was a good gambler. I didn't think Mr. Antonio could win one. How dare he.))

A pile of gold coins piled up in front of Murr. But Murr was not interested, and leaned forward with the momentum to crush it to celebrate his victory.

Murr: It's strange. It seems so unnatural for me to keep winning, considering the odds.

Antonio: Tch…

Akira: (You don't have to say it like you do here...! Antonio, you've been losing so much. I'm sure you're not feeling so good.)

I look at Murr and Mr. Antonio alternately, feeling nervous inside.

Antonio: Phew-ha-ha!

Akira: Eh?

Antonio: Even though I'm a mature man, I lost to Murr. As promised, you can use the Heavenly Detached Palace as you like.

Even though he lost the game, Antonio was smiling happily.

Murr: Sage, cheers!

Akira: Cheers! Congratulations, Murr!

While there were many other guests, Murr and I celebrated our victory in secret, just the two of us.

Akira: But then again, strange coincidences do happen, don't they? I can't believe that Murr won in all the games. ......

Murr: Do you really think this is a coincidence, Mr. Sage?

Akira: Eh?

When I looked up from my glass, my eyes met those of Murr, who was smiling a gentlemanly smile.

Akira: (Do these piercing eyes belong to a Murr's soul fragment?) Could it be that something is bothering you?

Murr: I don't know. Is it me or Mr. Antonio? Or is fate playing a trick on us? Master Antonio admired me as a great inventor. So, he didn't want to beat me. I don't want to win because of his admiration for me. 

Akira: Really?

Murr: I'm so excited! Surprised?

Murr breaks into a smile and looks into my eyes as if to check my reaction.

Akira: Is that the usual Murr? I was so surprised to see you acting so different from usual!

Murr: Yes! Surprise!

Akira: But it was a pity. You said you wanted to experience losing a game, and you won again.

Murr: Oh, I think I might have mentioned that!

Akira: (You forgot...)

Murr: More to it! Sage, you have something more important to do. Here we go!

Akira:Oh, we’re going?!

Murr took me in his arms and jumped on the chandelier. Suddenly, I looked down at my feet and saw the guests looking up at Murr and me with wide-open eyes.

Murr: Ta-da! Ready for the Omokage Manual?

Akira: Eh, uh, I'm ready to go, but .... Are you sure? Everyone's surprised to see you here.

Murr: Don't worry! Soon they won't care about us anymore.  《Eanul Rambul》!

When the incantation was recited, Murr's ring emitted a brilliant light. The guests were amazed at the light, which looked like a meteor streaking across the night sky.

Akira: Wow... It's the same as that time.

Murr: Yup! The view from here is the same. But there is one thing that is different.

Akira: Different?

Murr: Now Mr. Wise is right next to me! So today's show will be even more fun!

With these words, the light in the room popped. The grains of light become petals, eventually filling the salon with vivid colors.

Akira: Wow, it's like a dream world... Thanks for the fun show, Murr!

Murr: You're welcome!

A view similar to the one I remember, but slightly different. The book of images was engraved with nostalgic yet new memories.

[buggie-hagen]

Sermon for Eighth Sunday after Pentecost (7/23/23)

Primary Text | Isaiah 44:6-8

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Dear People of God,

          The prophet Isaiah wrote, Thus says the LORD, “I am the first and I am the last; besides me there is no god” (Isaiah 44:6). When the world was created there was nothing before it. There were no animals. No water. No birds. No creeping things on the ground. No rocks. No days of the week. No jobs to go to. No schools. No doctors or nurses. No computers. No football games. There was not a sun. Nor a moon. Nor stars. There was not day or night for there was no light. There was not even a sky! There were no humans around. We did not yet have any existence. There was simply, nothing. Nada. Except. Except that there was the LORD. The LORD of hosts. He has always been around. This LORD God who is the King of Israel. This one who is the Redeemer. Before the beginning of all things there was the LORD. And when time as we know it comes to an end, when the clock stops ticking, the LORD will still be there. He is the first and he is the last. Never was there one like him in the past nor will there be another one in the future who is like him. For there is only one God. He has assured us of this with a great big promise—that he is the only rock on which we can rely. And because we believe the LORD our God does not lie; this makes us radical monotheists.  It is contrary to the ways of the nations. We take it for granted, but it is radical to insist that there is only one God. Most people in history have believed in the gods. And notice that I said gods in the plural. This is called polytheism. Many-gods-ism. One in the trees. One in the rivers. One in the fields. One in the sky. And so on. But here, when the LORD says he is the first and the last he is claiming that he alone is the Creator. He had no need of help from anyone else. No one lent him a wrench for the job. By making this claim the LORD teaches us the whatever claims to be a god out there that is not him is in fact a fake. Even more precisely, the others are no gods at all. Not only can these gods not save, but they do not even exist. Yet worshiping other gods has been a tale as old as time. Consider our ancestors in the people of Israel. Sure they might have had some room in their heart for the LORD, the true God. But the moment things got hard, the moment some shiny thing caught their eye, was the moment their heart turned away from the LORD. They would put up Asherah poles in worship of the fertility-god Asherah, they would sacrifice their children to the underworld-god Molech, they would set up altars to the storm-god Baal. The LORD our God is a jealous God; his love burns hot. He knows the other gods are not real, he knows the people who rely on them will perish. So the LORD refuses to share us with others. This is an example of when sharing is not caring.

If it didn’t matter which god we put our trust in there wouldn’t have been the First Commandment—You shall have no other gods. Alas, the command was necessary. Like a dog holding its bone that sees its reflection in the water, we are prone to drop the real bone in our mouth for the reflection and lose everything in the process. So let us not think too proudly of ourselves when it comes to worshiping the Lord vs. worshiping other gods. We are on par with the people of Israel.  Like them, we loan out our hearts to things that shouldn’t have our hearts. Anything in which our heart trusts completely can become a god (LC 1:10). The gods may no longer be named Asherah, Molech, or Baal. But. Have they really gone away? They function very much the same--they just have different names now. Money. Property. Possessions. Wisdom. Power. Prestige. Honor. They each compete for space in our hearts. But above them all, the number one false god we have today is when we make ourselves our own god. I have become my own god I can only trust my own perception of things. When I am so independent and strong that I don’t need others. When I think that I am autonomous (that I must be a law unto myself). We forget that to be a human being is to be needy. That we cannot make it all on our own. We need others. Therefore the One who is actually God provides us with neighbors—both so that we love them and they love us. Because we are needy beings, God uses our neighbors to feed us, to help us grow and learn, to give us medicine, to encourage us, to build us up. God uses you for the benefit of your neighbor. If your neighbor is cold you help them be warm. If your neighbor is hungry you feed them. If your neighbor is lonely you cherish them. Because you and I are not actually God, God has placed our neighbors in our lives. A neighbor is not just who lives across the street from you. Everyone is your neighbor. Also, your mom is your neighbor. Your child or grandchild is your neighbor. Your teacher, your employer, your employee is your neighbor. Your coworker is. When we withhold our love for our neighbor we are also withholding God’s love for them. Always seek to do good to those people God has put in your life. And especially, make sure to do good gladly to those who sin against you (SC 3:16).

          As much as God has placed our neighbors in our lives, they too are not god. Our faith is not in humankind itself, our faith is in the LORD God who made humankind, the world, the universe, and all that is in it. Our faith is in the One who is the first and who is the last. The Large Catechism says, “Search and examine your heart thoroughly, and you will discover whether or not it clings to God alone. If you have the sort of heart that expects from him nothing but good, especially in distress and need, and renounces and forsakes all that is not God, then you have the one, true God. On the contrary, if your heart clings to something else and expects to receive from it more good and help than from God and does not run to God but flees from him when things go wrong, then you have another god, an idol” (LC 1:28). God wants to be sure that we cling to him above all things so that our faith is not in empty nothings. And so he speaks to us. He makes his will known to us. What God has spoken to us in his word is not theoretical. It is actual. God actually speaks to us. And specifically, we know that God has spoken through his Son Jesus Christ. It is Christ who cleanses you from all unrighteousness, Christ who pulls the weeds out of your heart. It is Christ who reconciles you to God the Father by forgiving you your sins. He forgives not just once, but always.

          Through the word the LORD Christs addresses you and I, “Do not fear, or be afraid; have I not told you from of old and declared it? You are my witnesses! Is there any god besides me? There is no other rock; I know not one” (Isa. 44:8). He says, “Do not fear, or be afraid.” In other words, he says, “Take your eyes off the things that make you afraid, and put your ears to my lips. My word is trustworthy and true. And you will have rest.”  From of old God has spoken in your favor. From no merit of your own God has chosen to raise you up. He says, “You are my witnesses” because the same word he has spoken he has put in your mouth to speak to others. So when you speak the gospel to people you are not speaking your own speculations, you are speaking the very word of God, the very heart of God in Christ—“I forgive you.” These words belong to you. And you get to share them with others.

Because of Christ’s death and resurrection the devil has already lost. Death no longer has its sting. Sin and its condemnation are abolished. The other gods are proven to be no gods at all because no other god is able to save in this way (Dan. 3:29). Christ is the solid rock on which you stand. It is a rock no hammer can break, no wind can wear down, no evil can undo, no graffiti can deface. So we struggle even against our own selves when we make gods that are not the one, true God. It will be a lifelong struggle. There is no other god on earth or in heaven besides this one who has made himself known to you in the incarnate word. He is completely trustworthy. You are in the sturdy love of Christ. You are a new creation. And he preserves you into eternal life.   

[iantonki]

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[skycowboys]

SC Lorebook: Pegasus Foals & Nesting Behaviors Masterpost

Broadwings and shortwings

Nesting - 

Broadwings tend to nest deep within dark hardwood forests where the trees are dense and the forest floor is clear of most underbrush. Oddly, many broadwings tend to prefer stands of Hemlock, Cedar, or Balsam. No one is quite sure why they gravitate toward those species when other hardwoods stands also could make for good nesting grounds. 

A mare will dig a shallow trench around their nest, and push that dirt up to form a ring. Inside the ring, the lay their eggs and then will cover the eggs with their wings. 

Mares nest alone, and return to their nesting site for each clutch, usually every 2-3 years. They tend to lay 1-3 eggs. 5 is the maximum and is quite rare.  Old nesting sites have naturally cultivated a growth of grasses in the shallow trench, which helps mares get through the incubation period.

After their chicks hatch, they are led out to a nursery meadow; often a high mountain meadow, sheltered with natural rock arches, or with a deep, old forest at hand.

Shortwings are similar, but are less picky about where they nest. Often, shortwings nest in large colonies, and mares don’t seclude themselves, so there is safety in numbers. The size of each clutch is comparable to broadwings. 

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Broadwing and shortwing foals are born rather small in comparison to real-world horses, as they hatch from eggs. They are fluffy; covered in down, with stubby wings that must mature and be fledged before flight. 

This process takes about a year, if not longer, so safe nesting grounds and nursery meadows are ancestral, and used annually. Foals are awkward and scraggly for quite some time as their adult feathers grow in.

Once the foals are fledged, they strengthen their wings and eventually take to the air to move on to pastures in lower valleys. Though their wings are fledged, they will continue to grow and mature for the next several years until they are fully grown at around 7 years. 

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Longwings are unique from broadwings and shortings. They mate for life, and raise one foal per season. They nest either in dense colonies on flat, open ground, or in separated pairs on precarious cliffsides. Both strategies aimed at avoiding predators. 

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Curiously, their foals are born as live young, rather than laid as eggs and incubated. Longwing foals are born with practically all of their wing feathers, aside from the crucial long flight feathers. They will gain these feathers over a rapid growth period of only a few weeks.

When the foals do have their flight feathers, they race down the sloped cliffs of the nursery island toward the sea during the strong afternoon headwinds. The mother pegasus guides the foal, and the father protects from airborne predators or other pegasi competing for the limited space. If the foal is successful, the three will land in a few hours at a less crowded island. If the foal fails, it will fall into the sea and is in real danger of drowning or being caught by sea predators.

Ranchers in general will often wait for these windows of nesting to capture foals, mares, or even stallions to tame. Broadwing ranchers will often set up their facilities near ancestral nesting grounds and nursery meadows. Holli Matalutke does just that, and has cultivated a strong herd that lives in those safe meadows nearly all year-round.

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[toxicbubblegum212]

Maze runner ~When the boys compete for you~

Minho: " Hey feel free to touch my biceps, their really strong. " *Minho flexes Biceps*

Headcanons

- Minho would act cool but still be very flirtatious.

- It doesn't matter where you are or who you are with.

- Some Gladers say he's all over you or he's being a try hard.

- Don't be surprised if Minho take his shirt off whilst in your presents.

- He wont force you into anything but he will defiantly try to tempt you too.

- Minho would also stand quite close to you. His chin would either rest on your head or your shoulder.

- At the Camp fire Minho might try to some how convince you to come sit on his lap cause its "warm".

- Minho would do cute little things like pat your head, play with the ends of your hair or cut your check.

- Minho would also tease you a hell of a lot. He knows it get's him the attention he wants.

- Minho might also try and bribe you into something with kisses, cuddles and his hotness.

He would cuddle up to you like this😍🥰

- You and Minho always have good fun together no matter what.

- He will always be there to pick you up if you fall, he just wants you to be happy and he hopes it's with him.

- Minho would gradually gain the confidence to touch and play with you hands.

- When Minho holds your hands in his. He can feel how small and soft they are.

- He always thought of you as his baby flower.

Newt: "You just keep smiling beautiful cause thats all I need."

- Newt would never force anything on you unless you sexually tempt him of course.

- You and newt would do this cute thing where you would blow kisses to each other.

- Its cute seeing Newts reaction he's got cute pink rosy checks.

- Newt would also make an effort to make sure that your never uncomfortable.

- He will tell other gladers to back off. And ask you if your ok.

- Your safety is his number 1 priority.

- Newt would pick flowers for you.

- He would either stuck it behind your ear, make it into a flower crown or present them to you with a kiss to seal the deal.

These are the sunflowers in the glade that remind Newt of you ❤️

- Newt would always kiss your head/for head and sniff your hair.

- He hugs up to you nice and close on those cold nights.

- Newt would also brush and braid your hair, commenting whilst telling you all the things he loves about you.

- Newt lifts up his hoodie and lets you curl up underneath. On his bare chest. It makes he feel wanted and you feel safe.

- When it comes to other guys Newt usually gets flustered, he tries not to but he can't help it.

- It just comes with the job of being in second command.

- Newt would support you regardless of who you choose.

- Newt wants you to be happy even if its not with him.

- He knows that there are some things in life you just can't have.

Thomas: "You know I can give you the world"

- Thomas plays hard.

- Thomas as we all know is a very determined person and if wants something he will not give up easily.

- Thomas isn't afraid of competition.

- Thomas would give you anything and everything you could ever want.

- Perks of being basically the chosen one.

- Thomas would tell you about all the beautiful place he remembers and offer to take you to all them.

- Thomas would tell you about the long horse rides on the beach, where the sand and the sky a line perfectly. And the vibrant sunset that would highlight all your eyes and give you a heavenly glow.

This is the beach you would ride along together 🥰😍

- The mountains where the snow shines like diamonds, the soft snowflakes and the snowmen you could make.

The snow you would visit in spring ☃️❄️

- He would tell you about the northern lights that would dance in the sky. Saying "That just like you and me..up there."

The beauty of the moment you would share ❤️💚❤️

- He imagine's sitting in a field looking up at the sky and asking you about your dreams.

- Thomas would give you piggy back rides or pick you up in his arms and carry you home.

- Thomas would risk it all for you, cause your worth it.

- He not afraid because he has faith in you, he believes in you.

- Thomas wants to create these memories with you, he never head the chance to do the same with Newt, Chuck or Teresa.

- Thomas can see his future in your eyes.

Gally: "I just want you to be safe and the only place thats safe is in my arms."

- Gally wouldn't trust anyone being alone with you for a second.

- Gally would always put a protective arm around your shoulder.

- He would also put you into his chest when ever you upset.

- Gally will stay for as long as it take till your tears dry and you smiling once more.

- You very thankful for Gally, the boys leave you alone and you've never had any problems.

- Gally would always have you sleep next to him. Wether you like it or not.

- He would never force anything on you but he's got eyes on you 24/7. Day and night he's watching.

- He would have a got at anyone and anything that threatens you.

- You would always wear his shirts, his hoodies and anything else you can get your hands on.

- Gally expect to have at least 1 cuddle a day, if not he becomes very feisty.

- Something you always loved about him.

- Gally would carry you on his shoulders.

- He loves when you give him jump hugs right into his arms.

The hugs you share ❤️

- He would always dance with you at the bomb fire, watching your hair fly as you spin around and around.

- Time always slowed down when he was with you.

- For the first time Gally could actually be himself.

-He love you because you gave him freedom he never knew he had.

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Summary: One sided love with Max Verstappen

Warnings: angst, swearing

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38. “You wouldn’t know love if it crushed your fucking chest.”

One-sided love is like waiting for something that is never going to happen. It is like looking into those eyes that will never look back into yours. It is like having someone in your heart but not in your arms. It is suffocating. It starts eating you from inside.

It starts from the moment you meet them. The eye contact that chills your spine, the butterflies somersaulting in your stomach, just the mere thought of them sends goosebumps all over your skin. Your eyes wander and you can't concentrate whenever they're around; despite feeling a little embarrassed for approaching them, you do so anyway and exchange numbers in the hope that at least a friendship will develop. I mean, they're cool, you're cool, you should hang out or something. Or whatever.

It becomes harder to remain nonchalant. Your moderate interest in this person turns into the non-stop checking of your phone to see if they've contacted you... absolute elation when they do, and utter, utter despair when they don't. But you keep telling yourself that it's cool, you don't even know them that well, and they probably don't even want to know you (otherwise they would be making an effort by now, right?).

They text you something vague and impersonal every once in a while, and this is enough to send your heart soaring into the sky. You respond straight away, and they don't. And as this continues, your self-esteem begins to drop, and you question everything.

Why aren't they contacting me? I expect they're just busy. Or is it me? Are three texts in a row too much? I don't wanna seem stalkerish... but I don't want to look like I don't care about them. Am I too fat? Would they prefer me if I lost weight, or had a car, or my own place? Probably. Why am I thinking about them? They'd never think about me like this.

It hurts, from the pit of your stomach to the backs of your eyes. You can't concentrate on anything. You forego activities with friends and family, to keep yourself available for this person just in case they want to meet up with you. You feel sick every day, your appetite drops, your enthusiasm for everything decreases, and you are left with the most bitter, raging emptiness you've ever felt in your whole life. And it's all your fault.

Despite the pain it causes you, you carry on quietly pursuing this person. You silently scream to yourself 'THEY'RE OUT OF MY LEAGUE! THEY WILL NEVER EVER WANT TO BE WITH ME! DON'T THINK ABOUT THEM!' but it's so overwhelming to hear yourself saying it that you try and ignore the voice of reason inside your head. Because right now, your heart is taking control, and there's nothing you can do about it.

You wish they were a part of you, that they could give you a chance, to let you be the best partner that you could possibly be. You wish you could hold them, and talk to them, and kiss them, and sleep beside them, and protect them... but you can't.

The reason you put yourself through all this pain, is a simple fact that you love this person so, so much. And even though the rational side of you is telling you to give up, a small, pathetic part of you says 'They might care about you one day...'

It hurts. Hurts real bad.

True Love doesn’t hurt. Expectations, possessiveness, insecurity, jealousy, and emotions do.

Memories don't hurt. Love doesn't hurt. It is the attachment that hurts. It is the expectation that hurts. It is the imagined future that is now broken that hurts.

Unrequited love hurts the most. You will love someone no matter what they have done to you and that someone may not love you back no matter what you do. That hurts. Those expectations hurt.

To love is always selfless and that feeling is always unconditional. Love is always unconditional. It may sting seeing him with someone else, but you will be happy for him for their happiness is more important to you when you truly love them.

When we lose someone that we love so truly and they walk out of your life for some reason, it hurts. This doesn't mean memories will haunt us. It is the collapsed future that hurts us. Living in the past with the ones we love brings us tears, not because that is lost, but because there was something that could have been forever, but it isn't now. That hurts. That stings and we tend to associate it with good memories. Sometimes we love people more than the memories they gave us. We fall for the person, not just for the memories. We love, we live life to create beautiful memories for us and the loved ones around us.

Expectations hurt in proportion to the emotional investment. Whenever we are too much attached to someone or something, we grow attachment and that attachment leads to expectations. These expectations when fulfilled are an awesome experience. But when we are too much emotionally invested and when those dreams aren't coming true, it stings and hurts and kills from within.

Getting over it is by forgiving and moving on with life accepting that you will never get over that true love. Forgiveness is your trait. It solely depends on you and not on the other person. You want to forgive them because you want peace of mind and don't want to hold grudges against anyone in your life.

Feelings and emotions are real. If you truly love a person, you will love them forever, even though they can't see you that way. That's why love is always unconditional. You love that person because you want to, not because you have that hope that someday he will love you back. If you just hope for being loved back, that's not love, to begin with, it is just some business deal. You love him because your feelings for him are real, deep, and true.

You met Max a long time ago. You were both in Formula 3 in 2014 and got along really well. You started to see each other outside of racing and after a while, you could call yourself friends. But you had feelings for him. Even before you get to know each other properly. You tried so hard to show him that you were interested in him, but nothing. Either he was oblivious or he was not interested in you. Either way, you were hurt, and that was seen in the way you competed. You lost your ambition, there were some days when you cried before the race because you didn't feel able to compete, and Max had no idea you were feeling that way because you wouldn't let him see you when you were at your lowest point.

You gave up racing and Max ended up competing in Formula 1. You weren't jealous of him, you knew you never had a chance to get there, but he deserved it, and all the hard work he put in helped him. You were with him, you encouraged him every time, on the phone, if you could not travel, or in person when he asked you to be with him.

'I need my best friend, Y/N, please. Can you come to the race on the weekend?'

And no matter how much it hurt you to hear that he considered you just his best friend, you wouldn't let your tears fall on your cheeks and tell him you'd be there for the weekend. Every time. It doesn't matter that you had something else planned, you never refused him.

"Oh my God, thank you so much for coming!" you heard Max. You look up and see your best friend coming towards you, ready to hug you. You instantly smiled. No matter how you would feel when you see him you can't help but smile.

"Of course I came. I wouldn't be anywhere else," you say and you are taken by surprise by the sincerity with which you uttered those words.

He takes you to meet some people and you were happy because he seemed well, he seemed delighted with his place there.

"Do you miss it?" you heard Daniel asking you, but you had no idea what he was talking about. "The racing," he continued as if he had read your thoughts and knew you had no idea what he was talking about.

"Oh," you shrug nonchalantly. "I mean, yeah, sometimes, but it's fine."

"Is it?"

"What do you mean?"

"Clearly your mind is somewhere else. I thought it was because you were here and that brought back some racing memories, but it's different, isn't it?"

"Okay, Daniel, I appreciate the free therapy session, but I'm fine, seriously. I'm just happy to be here to encourage Max."

"Talking about me? Man, I'm feeling like a superstar," your best friend says coming between you. "I don't know about you guys but I want to get drunk."

"Are you even allowed to get drunk? It's Wednesday, don't you have press conferences tomorrow?"

"I'm in!" Daniel says and you roll your eyes. Of course he is.

Getting drunk with two boys you swear have ADHD was not a good idea.

Technically speaking, you weren't drunk, you drank a bottle of beer all night so you could take care of the two boys. Drunk Daniel was ok. He was not very agitated, he was even calmer than usual. He was sitting on the couch, laughing louder than usual, but it wasn't a cause of concern for you. Max on the other hand was a different story. Being drunk, he seemed very attracted to the balcony and that stressed you a lot. You tried to explain to him that it is dangerous on the balcony and that it is much more fun inside. You hardly convinced him.

"You're not funny at all, Y/N!"

"I'd rather know you're alive, Max."

Daniel went to bed at about 11:30 PM, but Max showed no signs of being tired. No matter how much you told him about tomorrow's busy schedule, he didn't seem to care.

You were lying on the couch, staring at the TV, and Max was on the floor, quietly for once. You wanted to ask him if he was feeling well, but he spoke before you could say something.

"Do you believe in love?"

Those five words knocked the air out of your lungs. Love? What made him ask you about love?

"Yes, I do," you answer and hope that he'll be satisfied with what you said.

"What is love anyway?"

"That depends, Max. Love is different for everybody."

"Well," he said and turns to look at you. "What is love for you?"

You sighed. What was love for you? Max. But you can't say that.

"Love is a broad term, Max. It can have different meanings for different people and can vary according to the context. At times love is synonymous with respect. At others, it is all about caring and sharing. At still others, it is a trail of concern, affection, and connection."

You didn't know you started to cry until Max kindly wiped off the tears on your face. Who would have thought that talking about love in front of the person you loved the most in this world would have made you cry? You whisper a 'thank you' to Max and get up to take a napkin from the kitchen.

"We're best friends, right?" you hear him coming towards you and he sits down on the kitchen chair.

"Sure," you answer, wiping away your tears.

"What you described. About love... I think I feel that for someone."

You heard something break and you were sure it was your heart. What you felt in that moment was what? Jealousy? This is human behavior. We, people, have the tendency to imagine ourselves with the person on whom we develop our crush. And this is totally normal, everyone does that.

Initially, it's all roses and unicorns. We start to imagine how our life would be with the other person, how we would treat them, what gifts we would give them, how we will take their pain away and how we will happily live after.

But life doesn’t work how we want it to work, does it? Then comes the second phase where we start to realize the differences between you and your crush, but still we hold on to it because in our minds that person is just too perfect to be wrong.

And then comes the thirds phase where we see our crush getting into a relationship with someone else. We even think that our crush doesn’t deserve that person, my crush deserves me! I’m better than that person. But that’s how it works, things fall apart. They break. That’s life. And at that moment, it broke your heart and you knew you want to know nothing about that other person. But you were hurt. He was drunk, yes, but you still had a crush on him, even if your feelings for him couldn't be reciprocal.

"That's... That's great, Max," you bit your lip to stop your tears from falling. "Let's go to bed."

"I think I always loved this girl but I never told her. Maybe I should," he giggles and you feel your blood boiling in your veins.

“You wouldn’t know love if it crushed your fucking chest,” you yell at him and you were sure Daniel was now wide awake. Max was watching you with wide eyes. "Stop talking about things you have no idea about," you shoot a glance at the clock. 12:25 AM. Looks like a lovely time to go for a walk in a foreign country you've never been to before. You collect your phone and wallet and march to the door.

"Where are you going?"

"I need fresh air. Go to bed."

"I'm coming with you, Y/N!"

You opened the door and left, not letting Max come after you. You started to run and in front of the hotel, you stopped. Where to now? You have no idea where you are or what is near the hotel, and you desperately needed to put some distance between you and Max.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? Running like that? Are you crazy?" you hear a pissed Max behind you. You tried to wipe the tears in a desperate attempt to look like you haven't been bawling your eyes out. "What happened inside?"

"Nothing, Max."

"Let's talk about it. Please."

"Talk about it? Fine. Let's do it! What should I start with? The fact that I've had a crush on you for three years or should I give you some love advice for the girl you like?"

"Say that one more time," Max said, walking towards you.

"Say what one more time?"

"You liked me for the past three years?" he was now in front of you, feeling his hot breaths on your face, and you could smell the alcohol.

"That is not relevant."

"Why not? I should know if someone has feelings for me, no? At least that's what I deserve, I think."

"Stop being so fucking cocky, Verstappen. This is not a joke," you puffed. "Forget I said a damn thing," you started to walk back into the hotel.

"Well, if I have to forget what you said that means I'm not allowed to tell you that I've liked you too for the past three years, right?"

You stoped. He said what? You were dreaming. Maybe you were the one that drank a lot. You were drunk, that's the reason why you just heard Max confessing his feelings for you. Or maybe you were both drunk.

"Max, let's go to bed. You've had a lot to drink, maybe we'll talk in the morning if you remember anything."

He came to you and hugged you from behind.

"I know what I said. Sure, I've had a few beers to drink, but I know that what I'm telling you now it's the truth."

[writemywaytoyourheart]

Aim For The Heart | Chapter 1: At First Sight

Pairing: hitman!jk x female reader

Genre: E2L, romance, angst, drama

WC: 4.5k

Warnings for this chapter: alcohol consumption, language, stalking kind of? I think that's all lol. Pls let me know if there is anything else I should put.

tag list; @teresaisla @hopekookies @moonchild1 @barbellastyles98 @ggukkieland @mwitsmejk @yukiehyukie

summary; Jeon Jungkook is an infamous hitman, known for his inability to fail at whatever job is thrown his way. At least, up until now. Y/n, a kind-hearted and full of life teacher, is his newest target. Jeon isn't sure who would put a hit on this seemingly innocent girl, but fortunately, that isn't his problem. All he has to do is pull the trigger. 

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A bright smile graces your features as you tuck the little star-shaped peanut butter and jelly sandwiches into a tiny container, just barely getting two of them to fit as you squish them down a tad bit in order to get the lid clipped on.

Then you grab a little tangerine and a cheese stick to drop into your lunch bag along with the sandwiches, counting the number of items aloud to yourself as they make themselves at home and then you zip it all up.

"Th-There we go!" You lift your lunch for the day in triumph.

Your phone startles you when it starts to ring, then you grapple in your purse to find it. You pull it out and answer right before the last ring.

"Hello?"

"Hey, girl! Are you ready to go? I'm downstairs." The voice of your best friend comes through the phone and you look at the clock on your microwave. You stare at the little black screen, confused as to why the time isn't showing up before remembering that you were never able to figure out how to display the clock when you bought the microwave three years ago. So, you hold your phone out to look at the time.

6:32

"Oh geez! I didn't r-realize the time. I'll be d-down in a minute, k?" You say, earning a lighthearted laugh from the girl on the other end.

"Take your time, hun. I'm not in any rush."

You thank her quickly and hang up, then you run to your room to grab your favorite pink cardigan and throw it on over your white shirt. As you're hurrying out and grabbing your lunch, you stumble and knock your knee into an open lower cabinet that you had forgotten to close the previous night after pulling a pan from it to make dinner.

"Ouch!" You hiss in pain and rub the sore spot, although it does nothing to ease the ache. Then you grab your purse and run outside, almost forgetting to lock the door. But you remember just in time and clumsily lock it before rushing down the stairs leading to the parking lot of your apartment complex.

Your best friend, Mina, is laughing. You can see her through the windshield as she waves to you. Lifting a hand to wave back, you don't realize in time that your arms are full. You drop your lunchbox and have to crouch to get it again, only taking up even more of your time.

But Mina finds it hilarious and tells you so as soon as you slide into the car and fumble with your seatbelt to get it buckled.

"Honestly, ___. I can't believe you're still single. If I wasn't straight as a board, I'd be head over heels for you and all your shenanigans." She states in a matter-of-fact tone as she pulls out of the parking spot.

A blush creeps up your neck and you try to laugh it off, "D-Don't be silly." You whisper, turning your gaze outside to look at the fluffy white clouds decorating the sky beautifully. You smile and lean your forehead against the glass as you imagine lying on a soft cloud, just drifting in the air.

"If you c-could go anywhere at all, where would y-you go?" You ask Mina suddenly, turning to her. Her eyes are focused on the road but she bites her lip in thought at your question. "Mm, probably Italy. What about you?" She's used to your sudden questions and ramblings, so she smiles when you start to go off.

"I'd wanna go up in the c-clouds. I wanna sit on one and maybe even see a r-rainbow up close! I wonder if I could slide down the rainbow..." Your brows furrow in deep thought. "Or would I f-fall?" You turn to her again and she glances over to see your signature puppy dog eyes that you use when you are either confused, upset, or want something.

Mina turns back to the road, a tiny ache in her heart that she hides with a bright smile, "Girl, you would ride that rainbow straight down into a pot of gold!"

"Really?" Your eyes widen and you feel your heart lift at the image.

She nods and you giggle happily, "You can come w-with me, Mina." You say confidently, your gaze turning back to the sky. "We can sleep in the clouds and slide down rainbows for the rest of f-forever."

"Sounds like a deal."

By the time Mina pulls up to the school, you've discussed everything you'd do up in the clouds and what you'd eat when you're hungry (stardust, you've decided, is the best meal anyone could eat.)

You unbuckle and gather your things. Then you remember something and turn back to Mina, "Oh yeah. W-When are you leaving on your business trip?" You ask a tinge of sadness in your voice.

"This weekend," Mina says solemnly. "I'm sorry I won't be able to drive you for a while. I'll be gone for a month this time."

That makes your heart sting but you manage a small smile, "D-Don't worry about me. I can walk! I'm gonna m-miss you though."

"I'll miss you too, buttercup. We'll hang out this Friday night before I leave the next day. How about that?" Mina asks kindly.

You nod enthusiastically and she smiles, "Ok, get your butt in there before you're late! The bell rings in half an hour and you can't be late on a Monday." She urges you and you nod, hopping out of the car and thanking her again for the ride, reassuring her that you'll walk home from work today.

You blow her a kiss and she laughs as you turn and hurry into the school.

You're all set up only a few minutes before the kids are supposed to arrive, so you go onto Pinterest and look through your fairytale boards, feeling a little spark of joy in your chest.

A couple of minutes later, the kids start streaming through the door, greeting you with the same amount of enthusiasm as you greet them. Your kiddos love you so much that all the other teachers are jealous and they let you know it every day. Of course, you have the sweetest kindergarteners and they're always the best for you.

"Hello, Teacher! Good morning Miss ___! Teacher, look at my new haircut!"

"Hi, Jina! Hello M-Minhhyuk! Kun, your new haircut l-looks so good!" All the kids have bright smiles on their faces by the time they've settled in their seats.

You always start the day off by getting everyone to stand and do a few stretches, then you sing the nursery rhymes you learned yesterday and start learning a new one. You honestly have as much fun as the kids during the school day.

"Ok, l-little ducklings, have a seat!" You get their attention and they immediately oblige. Next, is the alphabet that you guys have been working on since the beginning of the year. Every little one sings it perfectly all the way through and you give them a round of applause and they each get a little punch in their reward cards.

The rest of the day goes by smoothly, with only one temper tantrum thrown and that was resolved quickly.

It's nearing the end of the school day and the kids are all playing during their free time. You're sitting with Ae-Cha, a small and fairly quiet girl, playing with colorful blocks; the both of you competing to see who can build the highest tower. You've learned that she responds well to playing games when there isn't too much talking involved.

You're constantly glancing around the room to make sure everyone is safe and playing nicely and you're always pleased. They've all improved so much since the beginning of school back in September. It's June now and they've all learned their alphabet and how to play nicely with their new friends, along with so many other things. They've really made you so proud this year. You can even hear them reciting the alphabet and nursery rhymes to each other as they play.

Your heart warms at the sound of tiny voices filling the room as they sing. Then you glance at the clock and realize the bell will be ringing in a few minutes. So, you declare Ae-Cha the winner with her foot-high tower of blocks and she beams proudly. Then, you get up and clap three times, "One, two, th-three! Eyes on me!" You singsong, then smile when the kids immediately respond by clapping twice and shouting "One, two! Eyes on you!"

"G-Great attention today, everyone! Alright, the bell will ring soon. Who can tell me w-what that means? What are we doing n-now?" A few little hands go up and you point to the little boy that raised his first, "Yes, Joon Woo?"

"We...Uhm...time to clean up toys...Uhm..." You smile to encourage him and he finishes cutely, "Time uh, to clean up our toys and pack bags."

"Yes! Thank you, Joon Woo. It is t-time for us to clean up and make sure our bags are packed up and ready for h-home!"

The kids start to pick up their toys as you put on the cleaning song that you play every day for them. You all sing along until the room is all tidied and their bags are packed with their homework papers.

You always give them little mazes to do for homework to get their little brains to learn to concentrate, along with instructions on what to draw to show the class the next day. Today, their homework is an extremely easy maze, a coloring page with the alphabet and instructions to draw themselves doing their favorite activity. The kids always love drawing pictures and sharing them with the class and it's a good ice breaker for the shy ones at the beginning of the day.

You always have less and easier homework for the kids on Mondays and Fridays, it just seems fair to you that way. You also feel like it's good for kids to express themselves and be able to share what they like and dislike. You've found drawing helps with communication and creativity for the kids in your class.

The sound of the bell ringing makes a few of you jump, then you hurry to the door. "Alright, ducklings! T-Time to line up!" A few of the kids make quacking sounds as they line up, giggling and talking to their friends.

You smile and open up the door, holding it as the kids walk out in a straight line, some of them still quacking like little ducks.

You lead the kids to the front of the school and make sure they get into the correct line for the bus if they take it. You wave goodbye to them as the kids that take the bus climb on and they run to a window to wave back to you.

The rest of the kids that are left are soon picked up by their parents or siblings. You wave to Ae-Cha, the last student to be picked up. She smiles shyly and waves back before hurrying after her big sister.

After that, you go back to your classroom and finish a few things before packing up to go home. As you're leaving your classroom, you run into one of the other teachers coming from his own room.

"Oh, h-hello Mr. B-Baek!" You bow, missing the ugly sneer on his face as you smile brightly at him. He pushes his glasses further up his nose as he scrutinizes you with his beady little eyes. "You don't belong here, Miss ___." He snaps.

You look at him in confusion, "I-I'm sorry, I don't understand."

"I've waited the entire school year to say this to you. But now that we are nearing the end, I think you should know that you have no business being a teacher at this school. You ought to make the right decision to discontinue your work here." Mr. Baek watches your face fall with a sick sense of satisfaction.

"B-But, why?" You ask, still not understanding.

"First of all, you're inexperienced. You just got out of college last year, am I right?"

You nod uncertainly.

"You're still a child. Why should a twenty-two-year-old girl come marching in here and take a spot that should have been given to someone with more experience? And especially someone like you." He glares at you before turning on his heel and walking away briskly.

Someone like me? What does he mean by that?

You watch after him, feeling a tiny pinch in your chest. You aren't sure what he means, but whatever he's talking about, it sounds like he believes you shouldn't have become a teacher at all. At this school or another. You'll have to ask Mina later because you really have no idea where his rant came from.

Is there something wrong with you becoming a teacher?

You shake your head and laugh it off, "He's probably just had a bad day." You tell yourself as you make your way out of the school.

As you walk home, you sing quietly along with the song in your headphones, a little skip to your step.

You never notice the dark figure across the street, his eyes trained on your every move.

One day earlier...

Jungkook groans as he tosses and turns in bed, searching for his phone to turn the alarm off. He finally finds it and hits dismiss, tossing the phone back down and rubbing his eyes with a tired yawn.

After another minute he sits up and looks out the window, frowning at the sun seeping in and pooling across his floor in a golden river. He stares at a small bird that lands on his windowsill until it flies away.

Jungkook yawns again and reaches up to rub his eyes for the second time. After a few minutes, he's finally able to drag himself out of bed and into the shower. He almost falls asleep again in there, but he manages to make it out after half an hour.

With a towel wrapped around his waist, he makes his way to the kitchen and grabs a bottle of soju that's sitting on his tiny dining table to take a small swig from, finishing off what he'd left last night after his third bottle right before he passed out in bed.

He sighs and grabs a bagel, searching for the cream cheese he swears he saw in his fridge last night. A small smile appears on his lips when he finds it. He snatches it and makes sloppy work of spreading it on his bagel before tossing the leftover trash onto his counter and plopping onto the couch, snarfing down the first half of his bagel in thirty seconds.

Jungkook sighs through his nose as he tiredly chews his breakfast, then he glances down and sees the file he'd left open on his coffee table last night. He swallows the bite he has in his mouth and leans forward to read over it.

Y/L/N Y/N...

Why is that name so familiar?

He shakes his head and flips the file closed, then he leans back on the couch, wanting to spend his Sunday relaxing before he has to get to work on this case. He isn't going to think about it again until tonight.

Jungkook settles down and lays his head on the back of the couch, closing his eyes and breathing deeply.

He won't think about it.

Jungkook lays there for a minute, then he opens his eyes and lifts his head, glaring at the closed file on the little table.

He grunts in annoyance and drops the other half of his bagel onto the table, grabbing the file angrily and sitting back again. He opens it and starts to reread everything he's read many times since Friday. There's just something that has felt off since he met with Mr. Ling, but he can't put his finger on what it is.

Jungkook squints at the name he's read a thousand times.

Y/L/N...Y/N...

"Ugh." He rolls his eyes, frustrated at not being able to remember where he's heard that name before. Then he looks at the occupation.

Teacher at Sunshine Kindergarten.

His brows furrow again, much like they have each time he's read this. He's never had a hit on a teacher before, let alone a Kindergarten teacher. That's such an odd target...

Most of his targets in the past have been sleazy business owners, rapists, leaders of gangs that have terrorized neighborhoods for years, even other hitmen. He's never had a problem with those jobs, but there's something about this one that's telling him to be careful.

Maybe it's because he knows nothing about his client, except for the large sum of money he must have due to the pay he's been promised. Other clients of his were more than happy to explain why they wanted him to do what he does. They never paid him until after the job was done, either.

That leads Jungkook to believe that this guy (or girl) is desperate for his services, convincing him to do it with payment before and after. Almost as if Jungkook would refuse after he found out who the target was...

Jungkook flips the page and scrutinizes the picture of the target.

She's very simple looking, Jungkook thinks. The girl in the picture is wearing a white flowy skirt with a blue blouse that covers her whole arms and white chunky tennis shoes. Her hair is in a low ponytail and it seems like she has headphones in as she walks down the street. There's a tiny smile on her face as if she's thinking about something that makes her happy.

Jungkook doesn't find her particularly beautiful, but she isn't ugly either. She's just very...

Simple...

Jungkook shakes his head, his eyes going over the photo and the girl's smile one more time. Maybe she's a double agent? Or a part of the mafia disguising herself as a school teacher?

He can't figure it out.

It doesn't matter much though, the job seems simple enough and the pay is more than he's ever gotten. After looking through everything once more, Jungkook closes the file and grabs his bagel, quickly eating it before getting up to get dressed for the day.

That night, Jungkook lays out his outfit for the next day.

It's all black, but not suspicious-looking. After all these years, he's been able to design the perfect outfits to avoid attention being drawn to him and simple enough so that no one would think much of him if he were to catch anyone's attention.

It might seem simple, but he prides himself on being able to get each part of his job perfectly designed for each case he gets.

Heaven knows it's taken him years to accomplish.

After he's gotten that all figured out, he walks over to his closet and pulls out a small safe. Setting it on the bed, he swiftly unlocks it and looks inside. He pulls out a few things, examining each of them before he sets them one by one onto his bed. Once he's got the items all laid out, he steps back to look it all over.

"I should wait to decide..." Jungkook mumbles to himself. After a minute of staring at everything, he nods and gathers it all up, carefully putting it back into the safe and locking it tightly. Then he brings it back to his closet and shoves it into the darkest corner where it lives.

That can wait.

He pulls his phone out and checks the time.

11:45

"Damn it," Jungkook mutters. He had wanted to get some sleep earlier tonight since he would have to be awake early tomorrow.

He changes into some shorts, then he yanks his shirt off and immediately climbs into bed, not even bothering to shower or brush his teeth. He really couldn't care less with how tired he is. And he hasn't even started yet.

His alarm blares at an ungodly hour as Jungkook groans loudly, resisting the temptation to chuck his phone across the room.

"I hate Mondays." He mutters angrily, setting his phone back on the nightstand far from gracefully.

He miserably drags himself out of bed and into the shower, going through his morning motions almost like a robot. His brain isn't fully awake and it's just on autopilot right now.

An hour later, he's just finishing his coffee, his eyes no longer squinting in exhaustion. Jungkook unceremoniously drops his coffee cup into the sink, promising himself he'll clean it up later, then he sighs as he grabs his black boots, walking to the couch to sit and pull them on. After he's done lacing them up, he grabs the file he's been avoiding like the plague since yesterday morning.

He mutters to himself, looking at the name on the page.  

"I know that name."

Then he smacks his forehead to get himself to focus again. He stands up and folds the page with the girl's information and then her picture and tucks them into the inside pocket of his black jacket.

Time to get to work.

Jungkook spots the girl almost instantly, the second she steps out of a black car. He glances at the driver, but can only see a person with shoulder length black hair waving. The girl from the picture has a bunch of things in her arms as she blows a kiss to the short-haired driver.

Jungkook has been here since six-thirty in the morning and just as he was beginning to think she called in sick for work, he's finally gotten a chance to see this girl in person. She looks exactly as he remembers from her picture...plain.

She's even wearing the same white skirt and chunky tennis shoes, although this time she has a different top. Her hair is in a high ponytail this time.

"Well, ___. Nice to meet you." Jungkook mutters, watching closely.

After a moment, the black car drives away as the girl scurries into the school, tripping on the last step before straightening herself out again, then disappearing from his sight.

Huh.

Jungkook stares at the door for another minute, then he makes his way to the stores nearby, knowing he's gonna have to wait until the girl leaves. School for the young kids typically gets out at around three-thirty. So, he'll have to be back here around then.

He's definitely going to need to find something to do to kill time.

Jungkook heaves a sigh of relief when he hears the school bell finally ring.

He hurries from the clothes store he was browsing and down the street a block until he's almost across the street from the school. He finds a good spot where he can sift through some newspapers at a little stand and still have an eye on the school.

After a minute, he sees a long line of tiny children coming out from the school. The girl is with them and smiling brightly. Jungkook thinks he can hear some of the kids quacking like ducks. He tries not to look puzzled as he goes back to talking to the person working the paper stand. Jungkook makes small talk with the old man, still keeping an eye on the girl across the street as she waves to each child that leaves.

If she's some mafia boss disguised as a kindergarten teacher, she's one hell of a good actress.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" The old man inquires curiously.

Jungkook laughs softly and shakes his head, "No. I've been so busy with my work I never got the chance to date."

The man nods knowingly. They chat a bit more and Jungkook finds himself trying to balance talking to the man and watching the girl.

"Well, did you want to buy a paper for the day?"

Jungkook turns his gaze back to the old man and nods, "Yes. Two, please. My neighbor would probably enjoy one as well."

The old man laughs and nods, taking the money Jungkook hands him and giving him two papers, "What a kind young man you are. Someday you'll find a lovely young lady, don't you worry, son. You will realize that work is important, but love is even more so."

Jungkook just laughs and thanks the man, then he opens the paper as he slowly starts walking, pretending to read.

He stops at a bench and sits down to wait. The girl went back into the school a few minutes ago, hopefully, she won't be in there long.

Luck seems to be with him today, because, after only about five minutes, Jungkook sees a familiar white skirt flowing as she skips down the steps of the school.

He folds his paper carefully, tucking it into his back pocket. The girl puts little earbuds in and immediately starts to mouth the words of whatever song she's listening to. Jungkook tugs his black baseball cap down a little more as he follows on the other side of the street.

The girl has a bag decorated with cupcakes and cookies that bounces up and down as she dances a little.

What is she, twelve?

Jungkook watches in confusion as the girl stops to pet a dog, giggling when the puppy licks her hand. She straightens up, then after another minute, she seems to get distracted by something else.

Jungkook looks carefully and notices she's picked up a flower that was laying on the ground, seemingly trampled on. She gently holds it in her hands as she continues on her way. It goes on like this for the next fifteen minutes, the girl waving to people and smiling almost the whole way.

By the time she is walking up the steps to her apartment, Jungkook is dying to just get back home. That must have been the longest most annoying walk he's ever taken while tracking someone. The girl had stopped over twenty times, distracted by something else each time, he's sure of it.

Just to be sure, Jungkook lingers around the apartment building a little longer, but when it seems apparent that the girl is going to be staying there, he finally heads home.

Geez, Jungkook thinks in annoyance as he climbs the stairs that lead to his own apartment. His head is spinning with so many questions while he unlocks his door and yanks his boots off with a groan.

But when he plops down onto his bed in his tiny studio apartment, he just stares at the ceiling, his mind suddenly blank apart from one question.

Who in the hell would put a hit on this girl?

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a/n: I hope you guys are liking the setup so far, thank you for all the positive reactions from the prologue!