#desoriented

[sowhumpful]

You'll tell me everything I need to know.

[chicademartinica]

At this point in the story fam, I had to take a walk I was taking things PERSONALLY.

[charlotte-of-wales]

seeing some of these met gala looks…..Meghan in an ivory embellished gown with a cape would fit right in.

[natalias-pierogi]

Silently judging my gfs mom for not rushing their 15 yo dog to the vet rn

[glitter-stained]

Okay but wouldn't it have been funny if Jason came back to life and just straight up told the truth

Like, I understand why that's a terrible idea (we don't want Ra's al ghul wannabe immortality enthusiasts targeting traumatized innocent civilian Jason Todd who has "easy prey" written on his forehead) but still, this is a world in which people have come back to life several times, the mystery of Jason's resurrection is mysterious, but it's not unbelievable, and nothing about it compromises the bats. I can so see it backfire on him too.

Picture this:

Jason: What's the funniest way I can come back to life?

Duke: Tell the truth.

Jason: ??

Duke: Like, leave the compromising bits out obviously, but other than that, be 100% honest. They'll never believe you, and it's gonna drive Bruce crazy. With a little luck, we can get the vein on his forehead to jut out.

*****

Later:

Interviewer: So, why did you fake your death?

Jason, trained spy, theatre kid, shakespeare nerd extraordinaire: *puts on his traumatized young man face*

Jason: *ashened complexion*

Jason : *knee trembles*

Jason: *hand wraps around a rope burn scar around his wrist like reminding himself the rope is not there* (he let himself get kidnapped by BM's men to destroy that base of operations a week ago)

Bruce: Oh no

Jason: I know this is gonna sound crazy, but I did die. I don't - I remember it very well. I went to Ethiopia to find my birth mother in the hopes of learning to know her, but she took advantage of the situation to traffic me to- to a dangerous sociopath. He tortured me for hours, then turned on her, tied us up and left us to die in the explosion. I'm not sure how I came back... I woke up in my coffin, and then, well. I just dug my way up.

Interviewer: But why only come back to the public eye now?

Jason: Before I could make it home, I was taken in by a cult... They found me desoriented in the streets and I don't know, I guess they decided to take advantage. I... Sorry. Sorry, I'm not trying to- I didn't mean to cry. Um, please just-yeah. It's been a couple of difficult years, I guess.

Interviewer: I understand, this must have been very difficult for you. Thank you so much for sharing this with us, and I think I speak for all of Gotham when I say we believe you, support you, and are very relieved and happy you finally came home.

Jason: I'm sorry what?

The crowd: *enthusiastic noises of agreement*

Jason: what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck

Duke: lmao I can't believe that worked

[pikslasrce]

the way a hangover is virtually indistinguishable from most of my mornings.....

[dagasinfilo]

>:(((((( why is df crashing so fucking much today.

[lurukifennecfox]

i had an idea that while Halfas can die and become full ghosts it is still hard to kill them

in ghost form the can get survive same as full ghosts (even if the get their head cut off they can just put it back in place) so they are basically immortal-ish there.

in human form they are way more durable than average human but still. they can get hurt more meaningfully than in ghost form and still feel pain so can't exactly shrug it off.

as such they instinctively transform if the damage is bad enough to risk their lives and because the injuries translate to forms if the injuries in ghost form are bad enough they get that block on transforming back to human like you'd get if you tried to put your hand in boiling water.

you can but your survival instincts say nu-huh so you just don't.

my brain also gave me a scene(incomplete and in video format so that's what you get)

** Danny in human form, for whatever reason there happens an explosion near and he's startled and getting, well, blown off so he's hurt from the explosion and mid-flight transforms into Phantom (no one could see that because there's still a ton of fire happening from literally explosion taking place?). **

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Danny is desoriented and kinda not feelin' it because duh.

"Ugh" he gets up into a sitting position and finds himself in ghost form, confused, he must have transformed and haven't noticed somehow? someone is calling him.

"Phantom!" someone staggers closer clearly panicked and limping, which makes sense considering the current situation.

"Phantom what happened?? i saw Danny there is he okay???"

Phantom panics a little himself and kinda hysterically laughs "i hope so!" then takes an unnecessary breath to calm down and explains hurriedly standing to his feet. "i portaled him to my lair so he should-"

he was interrupted by the person he was talking to "oh Ancients! are you okay??"

he looks down to where the person is looking to find out he very much looks blown up at the moment exept in green... which he hadn't noticed before and the sight makes him queasy.

he knows he will heal up in a few hours tho, or a day? depends. ouff that hand looks like it barely hangs on how did he use it to prop himself up??? "at least everything's attached, eh it'll be fine in a few hours"

he elects to not think about it and better think about whether or not it's too traumatising to see for him to check up on other people who were in radius (not as close as him, hopefully no casualties)

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he will freak out later thinking he actually fully died, because he tried to transform back and couldn't (boiling water thing), but nope he just didn't wait long enough for his body to stich together the very important internal organs.

he should just wait and idk? go socialise since he doesn't look gorey anymore.

[vectorisheree]

Virus!Eclipse design for my fic 'And So It Goes'

Design notes under the cut ^^

Eclipse is mainly based on Baloon World Eclipse as well as the Puppet and MXES. It is primarily red to contrast with MXES since it's a virus and MXES is some sort of protection code

Eclipse is red instead of purple to differentiate between when animatronics are possessed by the vanny virus vs when their possessed by Eclipse itself

I like to imagine all dca variants have paws. The idea of them having human feet scares me

I've always associated this kind of long tailcoat with a corset (or corset like clothing) with bunnies for some reason. No idea where that idea's from, maybe becuse they kind of look like rabbit ears

Eclipse has bells attached to his ribbons but you can't really see them from that angle

Eclipse has faint hypnosis swirls in his lure state so that people can't really tell what's happening and assume he just has white eyes like Sun. It also likes to swing its 'tentacles' around to desorient prey

Eclipse's tenticles/wires are not a part of his body, there can be as many or as few as you'd like. They can also form from objects or the ground

As Eclipse is a digital entity, it is able to alter it's body on a whim. His standard form is shown above, it always has four arms

The average person reaches Eclipse's hips, most Animatronics reach his middle-lower torso. However, Eclipse is able to alter its size which is usually based on trust, it'll make itself bigger if it feels threatened and smaller if it feels safe

[barbwritesstuff]

Oh my... Thinking of MC being a tiny bit moon mad makes Sergi's route (a.k.a. one of my favourites) so much more legit and bittersweet for me personally. Two persons, who were hurt so badly and lost so much, traumatized and desoriented, being each others crutches and anchors to stabilize against this madness...

There is certainly an element of that in Sergi's romance route. He and MC have been through a lot of this together and are helping each other to recover.

[something-something-here]

ZARTEMIS/NIGHTEMIS HEADCANNONS PLEASE DUDE- DEADASS LOVE UR BLOG IM GONNA EAT YOUR FLOORBOARDS

Omg hi I love your blog too, iminyourwalls—

I've been dying to share my thoughts with someone:

• I think I already put this in a hashtag somewhere, but when Artemis said "yes my brave one, they're beautiful tonight" she was looking at Zoë not the actual stars

• Also the 'timestamps' series + 'uniform upgrade' and 'cypress' fanfics are exactly how I envisioned not only Artemis/Zoë but also their relationship in general with the hunters and their respective roles

• They definitely love to play with the Goddess-Liutenant dynamic

• I also feel like they wouldn't put a label in their relationship, like they know they love eachother and that's enough (ofc they talked boundaries like exclusively and all), their love is free, wild and unrestrained

• And they wouldn't really try to keep it a secret but wouldn't actively tell everyone about it, but they don't need to, everyone knows

• I'm torn between the idea that a) Artemis (and the hunters) saved Zoë while she was running from the monsters Atlas had sent after her and b) young Artemis exploring the mortal world and meeting Zoë by chance and creating the hunters together

• I do firmly believe that Zoë was Artemis' first lieutenant, whether because she was her first huntress or she created that position a while after and Zoë was chosen for it

• If I recall correctly one of the things Thalia didn't like about Zoë is the way she -literally- worshipped Artemis and I think that was a bit of jealousy actually—

• Also there had definitely been hunters crushing on Zoë and her having no idea. Artemis thinks is funny but also has suddenly more -openly- affection strikes, just to remind everyone

• As far as I know Artemis was born after the titan war and Zoë being atlas' daughter was born before, making her older than Artemis and she likes reminding everyone about it every once in a while

• I feel like Zoë would have had a competitive relationship with Callisto

• Zoë is always worrying about the hunters and while Artemis loves her for that, she takes her on hunting trips together (just the two of them) and plays around with her, she loves seeing her free like this

• I actually don't think there was a confession per se but they were sharing an intimate moment together (non sexual) and they just kissed, they don't know who started it, but they didn't care

• No matter how much centuries pass, Artemis knows that there will never be anyone like Zoë, and no matter what happens, even when she's fading and the millennia are blurred together she can never forget her

• When the whole Roman thing happened and she was confused, desoriented and in unbelievable pain, her Roman and greek forms trying to take control she called for Zoë, she always helped her when the civil wars happened, when the roman empire rose, Zoë was there for her, to calm her, ground her and take care of her, loving and devoting herself to both Artemis and Diana

• Zoë sometimes sings the song of the Hespérides only for Artemis and no one else

• Zoë is supposed to have her own tent, but she always stays at Artemis'

• When there alone in their tent, Artemis sometimes turns into a wolf and starts to randomly (and gently) chew on Zoë, who at this point barely even notices

• Artemis took Zoë to hunt with her and her mother Leto once (she approves of her, Zoë is very nervous tho and overly formal with her)

• After Orion was stung by the scorpion, he went mad and tried to attack Artemis, but she defeated him with Zoë, which is why it was Zoë who was always sent to hunt him every time he returned

• Artemis brings Zoë to Olympus as her representative in meetings and companion to parties

• When she died Artemis was trying her best not to lose it in front of her, so she didn't have to worry, so she would go in peace

• Artemis is always staring at the twilight, as if she could see her, as if she could reach her. It's the time of the day she feels the loss all over again, only worsened by the stars of course, the stars

• Zoë went for reincarnation and reached the isle of the blessed and Artemis asked she be turned to a minor goddess for her achievements (kinda like Hercules)

• She does and comes back to Artemis' side, but this time it's forever (delusional)

This got a bit too long but I think that's all, if I think of anything else I'll make another post

[ecstarry]

hi my dear, i would love to hear more about 'the view between villages' <3

hi babyyy <33

i've talked about it as time travel au before!! so it's time travel jeggy + fake dating hahaha james accidently time travels to the future, he wakes up in his lab SUPER desoriented because it's still his lab but everything is diff and he tries to go back to his place but ofc everything is the same yet different (because its the future duh) and when it clicks what had happened he goes back to the cience building to find someone to help him figure out what happened!! So we get all this cute scenes of first james trying to convice reg that he's from the past and then some really sweet moments of reg being absolutly smittened by james trying to adapt and just aaah there are also a lot of moments between sirius and james realizing how perfectly they are for each other and just total twin flames aaah <333 this is longer fic though sooo i've been taking my time with it

[aroaceconfessions]

Today I went out to meet my best friend, her boyfriend, her brother and her parents at a street festival close to my home. I am openly out to her as aroace, we joke about it and all. She knows I have never been with anyone physically and about my non existend love life by my own choice. Her family doesn't know about it and although they never asked about it they can probably guess that I am not into relationships with men as my best friend is (I have known this family for most of my life now, almost twenty years). They probably do think that something is not quiet right with me but they would probably never ask. However, I know that her family is mostly about appearance and status and I do not fit most of their criteria. Nonetheless, they have always treated me good like I was their third child at times and I doubt they ever openly ask me about my sexuality or anything. So, today we were at this street festival and guy, looking rough and desoriented came up to my friend and her boyfriend if they had any money. Her boyfriend declined. I was at a different talbe with her mom when he came to me and asked the same or if I could buy him food. I said that I can buy him food and went into the next restaurant to buy him something he wanted. The man was clearly mentally not in a good state. My friend's boyfriend followed me in (because she asked him to) and ended up buying food for the guy. The guy left and we retunred to my friend and her parents. Here comes what rubs me the wrong way: my friend made a joke to her parents about how this guy was the first man I have ever bought dinner and they all had a laugh. I know it was a joke, I know her parents probably took it as a joke but I felt so betrayed by her because the topic of me not ever having dated anyone in the past is not something I necessairly want everybody to know. This is something I would joke to about her in private but I am afraid of being judged by her parents (and really anyone else). That my weight, my looks and my character is something I am insecure about and I do not want her parents to think that those aspects of me were never good enough to be liked by anyone and that it takes a mentally unwell person to finally have someone to buy dinner for. I know this might all be in my head and I shouldn't careless about what anyone thinks about me. But the topic of my aroaceness it not something I throw around lightly. I really didn't like the fact that she made that joke and I am hurt by it. I don't know, maybe I am overreacting.

Submitted May 27, 2023

[ramvur]

i took a nap and when i woke up i was super desoriented and i was fully conviced for a hot minute or two that soap was instead soup and ghostsoup or ghost saying "SOUP!" became the funniest thought ever until i came back to reality

[yanderefairyangel]

I can''t... I just can't... this fandom can't be real... this has to be some ... WHY WHY WHY ?!

why do i bother.

Ok, look. See that one criticsm of Alear's reaction when they ask Veyle to give them back the rings in chapter 10 :

"OOOh why does Alear says that, you can't take my rings, not fair gimme back, acting like an actual child like they are on some playground to they think Veyle will really give it back are they serious ? This game's writing sucks so much uwu"

It's all you need to know about how low the bar is for media analysis these day.

"Alear behaves like a child in this scene. They are so immature". Congrats. Congrats on getting the freaking point this scene tried to establish !!

Yes, Alear behaves like the child they are ! they are 17 year old for God's sake, they are thinking with their amygdalia !! This is what this scene is trying to establlish and by the reaction you all have it did it incredibly well !!!

Alear literaly got stolen from them the 6 rings that they spend all the game collecting. All of them !!!! With the rings he stole, Sombron is at 2 rings of reaching his objective and to destroy Elyos !!!!!! The world is so close to be doomed because of this !! And Alear losing the rings mean losing their emotional supports and the one thing that helped them feel braver. Alear is someone who is 17 year old, they are amnesiac, they just woke from coma, they are weak, unaware of the world, they showed they were scarred by the Corrupted and fear to not being ready to fight them and Sombron yet, Marth's presence is what helped them defeat them, if it weren't for Alfred's arrival they wouldn't have been able to handle the castle's attack, they didn't had the time to prepare when Lumera died, they saw their mother dying right in front of their freaking eyes to protect them and were thrown into a bitter war in that state when they didn't even had the time to properly mourn her, are in a state where they clearly aren't ready and are very dependent of other, notably Marth !! Of course, of freaking course they are acting as their character are !! As a teenager who has been living all of this and got it pushed into them as the successor of their mother when they aren't ready yet, of course they are going to show immaturity !!! That's the freaking point of this scene, showing Alear's flaws !!!

HOW THE HECK DO YOU WANNA KNOW THE FLAWS OF A CHARACTER IF THEY NEVER SHOW THEM ?!

That's the whole point of this freaking scene !! Alear is literaly desesperate to know that they failed to fufill the promise they made Lumera to colllect all the rings and prevent Sombron's faction to collect them before they do !!!! They lost the Emblems whom they consider to be their friends !! Did you see the face of absolute terror they have upon seeing Sombron summoning Marth ?! How do you want them to react exactly ?! To brush it off as if they are some sort of Superman ?! They aren't !! They are just a normal person, a teenager that is pushed into this when they are amnesiac and desoriented !!! This is incredible that this comes from the same people who keep saying that Alear isn't a relatable protag because of their deity status (which is quite ironic considering Engage's message about birth not mattering) when they are literaly reacting like anyone their age would in a situation where they got stolen from them the one thing that might threatened the balance of the world when used with ill intent knowing that they have a whole world weighting on their shoulder when theya re 17 amnesiac and didn't even had the time to mourn their mother who DIED TO PROTECT THEM RIGHT AFTER LEARNING SHE GAVE ALL HER LIFE FORCE SO THAT THEY CAN SURVIVE AND FEELING GUILTY ABOUT IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ahhhhhhhhh !!!!!!!

Don't get me started on how they also just learned that Veyle whom they considered a friend was on Sombron's side, killed their mother and are incredibly disturbed by how differently she behaved !!! Or the fact that a 1000 years earlier, they were speaking like a child because their trauma got them frozen in their age resulting in them using the alphabet of a 10 year old !!

"Why do you ask her to give you back the rings ? Are you stupid You think she will give it back ?" OF COURSE NOT THEY DON'T !!! This dialogue exist to SHOW Alear is desesparated !!!!!!! It's not based on logic or anything, it's just to convey their freaking emotions of being desesperated !!!

It's absolutely jarring that people keep acting as if the story never showed Alear as evovling or failing at being brave ! There. There it is! Look at the terror on their face and how they are falling to their knees, begging Sombron to stop in a sign of desesperation !! There they are ! Can you really not look at this scene and see that Alear is failing at being brave ?! They are overwhelmed by the situation. This is the most angry you will ever see them in the entire game !!!! Yet "they don't evolve, their so called frail character and fear is just narrative gaslighting "and yadi yada WHY DO I EVEN BOTHER ?!

It took them 10 chapter to realize that they were too imature yet. It took them 10 more chapter to have Alfred comment on how far Alear went and how they finally seemed to have stepped into their role as a leader and deity figure. It took them 25 chapter to show how much they evolved from their mother dying in chapter 3, begging for her to not die and leaving them alone as they REVERT FREAKING BACK TO SPEAK LIKE A CHILD and being so marked by it that Lumera won't stop haunting the narrative, to chapter 25 were they had to take her down while Lumera was still refering to chapter 2, the only moment the two of them spent as family, with them actually accepting what's comming and refusing to cry anymore !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And this, this is the straw

"A 17 year old becoming the head of an army when they are amnesiac is unrealistic". YES CONGRATS ON UNDERSTAND THE WHOLE POINT THAT THE STORY WAS MAKING ON HOW THE EXPECTATIONS PUSHED ON ALEAR ARE UNREALISTIC WHEN THEY ARE A TRAUMATIZED AMNESIAC TEENAGER THAT IS INTO THIS SITUATION TO SUCCESS TO THEIR MOTHER WHEN THEY WEREN'T READY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Congrats on understanding the whole point the story was trying to make to explain why Alear acts the way they do !!!

I swear... I am tired. I can't, I can't with this fandom,...

But writing this reminded me of how good of a character Alear is... I CAN'T, I LOVE THEM SO MUCH THEY ARE SOOOOOO !!!!!!!

[eleni-cherie]

a thief's end ✨ || bts • myg - chapter 0.7

"so eager to be in a headlock again?"

"only if it's by you."

he thought he was done with the criminal life and ready for some peace and quiet. but his plans collapsed in the form of a strange girl who was in trouble.

© 2023 | eleni_cherie

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masterlist: here

— genre: thief au, gangster comedy, adventure, romcom, humour, angst, fluff, sexual tensiON, slowburn, mutual pining, strangers to lovers s2l

ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSE. CHARACTERS NOT NECESSARILY LIKE THE REAL PERSONS. ALSO VERY UNREALISTIC PLOT LOL - JUST PRETEND READING A MANGA/COMIC OR WATCHING A FILM, REALLY.

SUGGESTIVE THEMES. MENTIONS OF VIOLENCE & BLOOD (BUT NOTHING TOO GRAPHIC, IT'S STILL A COMEDY!)

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The lighter becoming sky outside peaked behind the closed curtains. Washing them a lighter shade of blue, contrasting the otherwise pitchblack room.

Soyeon screwed her eyes shut, attempting to drift back to sleep when sensing a warm breath brushing over her shoulder. Her head turned slightly, trying catching a glimpse of him in the dark although all she could really see was his dark sillhouette.

She shifted, now her whole body facing his as she slid her hand under her pillow, while the other reached out for him. She couldn't see him, but she could sense him. She could hear his steady breathing, smell his scent, feel his smooth skin under her fingertips. Carefully, her fingers wandered up his angled arm, reaching his hand that was laying just beneath his face. She could only imagine how serene and lovable he must've looked in that moment as she gently covered it with her hand. Squeezing it lightly. It was warm and soft of on the top and slightly calloused on the inside.

The sound of him exhaling deeply echoed in the silence and she tensed, fearing she'd woken him up. Soon hearing him continuing breathing regularly though. Her chest unclenching in relief, only to tense anew when everything came into mind.

It wasn't fair, she thought, it wasn't fair he got pulled into this kind of life again despite having retired from it only months ago. And for what?

A frustrated sigh left her lips, her jaw clenching.

He was too sweet and caring for his own good. Even if he had some kind of feelings for her as well, it didn't justify him risking it all for her. For someone he barely knew.

And a wave of guilt and sorrow washed over her.

No, it wasn't fair at all.

She liked him and cared too much for him, as naive and rushed as it might've been.

Was it even possible to like someone after such a short time? Was there even an appropriate time period that needed to pass before being allowed to delevop some kind of deeper feelings? 

She concluded there wasn't something like a reasonable time after all. Feelings developed when they did, they didn't obey any rules. So she didn't feel naive or irrational when admitting to herself that she did like him, a lot. And she didn't want this mess for him.

Even if he was far more skilled and knowlegable regarding these things than her, her conscious would never forgive her. He had turned his back to this life. She didn't want to be the reason for him returning.

A rueful smile tucked on the corners of her lips as she scooted closer to him, brushing long waves from his face.

"Maybe in another life.."

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It was almost eight in the morning when Yoongi jumped awake. The faint noise of a door shutting close making him stir up and he rubbed his eyes, feeling desoriented for a moment as it'd been quite awhile since he had slept in for so long. Usually he was only able to sleep for four hours top. Never longer.

He slowly took in his surroundings then, the memory of spending the night with Soyeon coming back.

His eyes fluttered closed again with a sleepy smile and his arm stretched out. Brows furrowing when not sensing anything but sheets beside him. And a piece of paper. 

With a frown, he grabbed the paper and held it up against his burning eyes, blinking hard when trying distinguishing any words in the delicate handwriting. He rubbed his eyes and pushed back some of the long waves that had fallen in front of his eye. Forcing himself to sit up and taking a better look on it.

"I hope I'll be back before you read this.. But if not, if I don't return it probably means my guilty conscious didn't let me. And I hope you won't despise me for acting so idiotic in your eyes.."

He blinked again, his eyes still burning lightly when he sucked in a breath.

".. and maybe my reasoning is selfish after all, although I try to convince myself that it's the opposite.."

Oh no. 

"I'll always be grateful for you helping out a mere stranger without any second thoughts. You're a good guy, maybe the best I've ever met, even if you think otherwise."

Please no.

"That's why I couldn't just watch you getting any further involved with my problems for no good reason. I don't mind getting in trouble now that I know the reason behind it at least.

Maybe our paths will cross again, sometime in the future. I hope they will.

Don't dislike me too much now.

Soyeon xx

p.s. hope you don't mind me delivering my apology in this old-school way. I write my best lyrics with a notepad and a pen after all"

His fingers curled, crumpling the paper's edge.

He was frantic. Furious. And then his head shot up, darting at the door. The door!

Throwing the covers away, he got on his feet and searched for his phone. Dialing her number and pressing the phone against his ear while picking up his shirt from the ground, sliding it back on. Followed by his black jeans as he waited for the dial tone to end. In vain. She didn't pick up. He ran a hand through his hair, tucking at the end of his long strands. "Fck!"

He looked around then. Noticing her backpack with her stuff was missing from where she had left it. Including the locker key she had put inside after pulling it from its hiding spot that wasn't nearly as complicated as she'd made it to be - under the sink in a box of washing powder.

And he knew exactly what she had been planning to do.

This idiot.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't got to know her to the fullest yet, but it seemed her image of a smart woman was nothing but a deception if she truly believed he'd just let her run on the road to ruin.

He picked his sword from where he had left it on the couch and ran out of the apartment. Catching a glimpse of her long hair disappearing in a taxi on the other side of the glass facade right when he stepped out of the elevator.

He puffed out air, deciding to run to his parked car when his eyes caught a motorbike a few metres away instead and he shoved her letter into his pocket.

He did feel bad about hot-wiring the bike but he didn't have much time left and knew a motorbike would be faster and more practical than a car right now. It might've been still quite early and the streets probably not as packed yet, but he didn't want to risk it. 

The motor instantly jumped on and his foot heaved the kickstand. Fingers pressed down the lever then. Driving off to the direction the taxi had disappeared to. To the national bank.

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Yoongi probably broke any traffic law there was and it was a miracle no police car was chasing him right now, which was highly risky and dangerous, he knew. Especially when not wanting any attention and maintaining a low profile. However, he had no choice. He had to get there in time to talk to her before she entered the building. So he had to get there as soon as possible.

He parked near the bank and walked the rest of the way, closely observing everyone and everything around him. It was early and besides a handful of people no one was strolling those streets.  A taxi came to an halt right in front of the bank then and he watched her stepping out of it. There was no sign of those men so far, but that wasn't very surprising to him. He knew that if they attacked her, it wouldn't have been directly in front of the bank as it was full of cameras and security there. 

His steps quickened. Watching her climbing up the large stairs when he finally called out for her. Causing her to freeze. 

Soyeon slowly turned around, spotting him at the foot of the stairs with a glare that could kill. And her breath hitched. 

"What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same."

Her eyes fell to the side, avoiding his. "Y-you know what." 

"Yeah, but why are you doing it on your own?" 

His voice was a mixture of judging and deep concern. She sulked, beginning to climb the stairs back down until her eyes were at the same height as his and she finally found the courage to lock gazes with him.

"I wrote you a letter.."

"I know. But I wanna hear it from you."

She pulled her lips between her teeth, her voice stuck in her throat feeling small under his upset glare. A deep crease laying between his brows.

Taking a deep breath, she straightened herself gathering all her confidence. And yet, her voice remained shaky.

"Don't fall back into this life because of me."

He inhaled and exhaled in frustration shaking his head. Not knowing what to respond to that.

Was she naive in his opinion? Absolutely.

However, he could also understand where it came from. And the fact she even cared enough for him to be so concerned over his retirement, did flutter his ego a bit. Just a bit.

Her actions remaining mainly naive to him.

And Soyeon took his silence as chance to quickly turn around, climbing up to the entrance and disappearing inside without looking back.

"Fine," he sighed in defeat and made his way down the street again. Not being able to follow her inside anyway due to the katana slung over his shoulders. Security would immediately hold him down. The thought of that making him laugh under his breath. And besides, he didn't want to enter anyway.

If she was being stubborn and was set on keeping him out of this, he'd let her. Or at least, leave her in the belief she did. There was no way he'd just turn a blind eye and actually leave when she was in actual danger. Not until it was over.

After that maybe, if this was truly her wish, but not yet.

He returned to the black motorbike, leaning against it with folded arms and waited. Their talk wasn't over just yet, it'd continue when she came out. He'd make sure of it.

He might not be fuming inside anymore, rationalising his feelings, but it didn't mean he wasn't upset anymore. 

At least he'd found her and she was fine. And inside the bank she was safe anyway.

Around twenty minutes passed in which he kept his eyes on the streets. Making sure no suspicious vehicles or people entered or left it.

Thankfully he was a quite patient person, whether it was due to his training or his personality, he wasn't sure anymore. Another ten minutes passed, still no sight of Soyeon.

Yoongi bit the inside of his cheek, contemplating if he should try sneaking in after all, just to check what was taking her so long, when he eventually spotted her exiting the building. Climbing the stairs back down while holding her backpack pressed close to her chest. It was kind of cute how obvious she was being and he pushed himself off the bike amused. Beginning walking towards her.

Her eyes caught him from afar and she rolled them back in fake-annoyance as she walked down the street towards him. Mentally preparing herself for a lecture and to continue arguing with him, when suddenly dark figures blocked her view. 

She wasn't sure what happened. The only thing she saw were large arms appearing from an alley she passed by. Grabbing her and pulling her in. And Yoongi froze for a second when seeing her disappear from the pavement, instantly starting running then.

He didn't have to think twice about what had just happened. 

The bad feeling he had about her idea the other day; the quiet knowledge of them wanting more than just the necklace - it turned into a self-fullfilling prophecy it seemed. Everything unfolding in front of him.

The noise of screeching tires speeding against asphalt pierced through the air, interrupting the train of dark thoughts. Seconds later a black van shot out of the alley. And Yoongi ran, he ran as fast as he could but it was in vain. He couldn't catch up.

"Fck!" Yoongi exclaimed. Panting hard, he propped his hands on his knees and watched the van turn into the main street. His breathless mind trying processing how that was possible. How it could've happened. He had kept an eye on everyone and everything in that street. How-

He was about to run back to the motorbike and try catching up with them when something orange caught his attention. Tangerines were laying in the alley along with a tossed backpack. And he paused. It was Soyeon's backpack. Laying flat on the ground next to some garbage bins, some of the contents spilled out. And next to it the large figure of a man groaning behind some containers. 

The man was coughing hard, trying catching his breath when standing up, almost stumbling into some bins. The ruttling of falling cans on the ground.

And Yoongi's panic got replaced by rage. Hot rage.

"Hey!" he called out. His gummy grin was nothing but a facade. Anyone who looked closer would see the grin plastered over his lips was nothing but sinister as he neared the man. Sliding off the katana from his back, his thumb shoving its shaft out its sheath. "You good, man?"

The man, only now taking notice of his presence, coughed a bit more.

"Yeah, that little btch just really hit me hard-" He frantically rubbed at his sore throat. "Nearly suffocated me."

Yoongi's eyes lit up at this. Not able to prevent himself from biting back a proud smile.

She managed fighting back after all. 

"Oh, damn man," he faked sympathy, helping the man stay up. Only to harshly push him at the brick wall behind him. Arm against the man's chest to keep him in place. Causing another fit of coughs to errupt.

"Wha- what the f-"

"Sorry, but you'll have to spare me some time."

The man tried shoving him away, ready to pull out his gun when the tip of the sword pointed at his throat. And he instantly stopped, trying backing off only to meet the wall again.

"No wrong moves now," Yoongi warned, his grin having faded. "Where are your friends taking her?"

The man's brows rose for a second, only for him to decide playing it dumb. "Huh. Who? I don't know w-" The katana's tip poked a little bit more, cutting off his words. 

Now, Yoongi wasn't interested in actually slicing off this man's throat. He'd never kill someone on purpose and tried keeping a peaceful mindset, but that didn't mean he wasn't still a revengful person at heart. The fact they'd managed grabbing her right in front of his eyes along with images of the cuts and scratches all over her body and that wound on her forehead flashing in front of his mind's eye, blanking out any rationality.

"I got no time for your pathetic lying. Tell me where you take her. Now!"

The man gulped realising he was serious, not able to step back any further as he was already pressed against the corner of the wall. There wasn't any other escape. And he weighted out his options, the blade on his throat shining under a streak of sunlight that peeked from above. "U-up north, the airport."

The scowl on Yoongi's turned into a lopsided smirk again, his features seemingly softening. Still, his voice held a grim tone when he let his arm slide off the man. "See? Wasn't difficult." 

In one swift move, his sword moved and a long dragged cut appeared over the man's chest down to his abdomen, too fast for his nerves to sense it first. It tore through his clothes, staining them with deep red blood. 

Only when the sword disappeared back into its sheath, his body finally reacted to the open wound and even if only superficial, it was deep enough for him to yelp and hunch in pain. Allowing Yoongi to grab the man's phone out his pocket and toss it to the ground with so much force that it shattered to pieces even without the use of his katana. He didn't want him to warn his colleagues after all.

Lastly, he took the man's gun from its holster, shoving it between his waistband on the back, covering it with his shirt.

"I give you the opportunity to get away with this small souvenir only," he monotonously said over the man's winces, ignoring them completely as he observed him apathetically. "But you better hope and pray your friends didn't lay a damn finger on her, otherwise I will find you and finish it off."

The man couldn't respond, only lowered his head while clutching over his bleeding chest. And Yoongi took that as a sign of agreement.

With a huff, he picked up her backpack, sliding it over his shoulder along with his sword and ran out, back to the bike. Jump-starting it and pressing the lever so hard, his knuckles turned white as it rushed down the street, up north. 

He didn't think straight. His only thought being to get there as fast as possible and find Soyeon unscathered. Pushing any negative thought away. He had to find her. He would find her.

Only when the sign directing to the highway showed up, it finally clicked. 

The airport was south, not north.

And her passport was most likely still in that backpack, she couldn't leave the country anyway. 

Either the guy had lied or confused the direction.

He cursed as his grip tightened and he sped up, ignoring the warm morning breeze tousling his hair even more as anew fear spread inside him. He was ready to make a u-turn and rush back when his eyes caught another sign then depicting an airplane icon.

'Hainan private airfield' it said.

His eyes widened. A tiny bit of hope sparkling inside him.

That must've been where they were taking her to. It had to be. Please.

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The air inside the van was stuffy. And disgustingly humid. Another sharp turn swayed her body against the van's inside. Her side hitting something hard, and she groaned under the tape on her lips. Gaining conscious again.

Her head was spinning and everything around her was moving. A funny feeling spreading inside her guts and her eyes closed again. Was she sick? Damn it, damn it, damn it.

Only the sound of deep laughter made her perk up and her eyes shot open, seeing two men sitting next to her. One of them leaning forward to hold her down by the shoulders with a grin when another held a syringe up. His leg pressing down her knees And her eyes widened panicked, trying pushing them away but she couldn't. She couldn't.

"Guess we need to give her another dose after all."

"This one's a fighter, didn't you see her knock off Hun?"

They laughed amused when a sting pierced her body, their voices turning darker and lower. Until everything went black again.

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