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indigoisokay · 2 months ago
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There's really really something about my strongest special interest being the owl house which was also a special interest I developed the first time I was able to spend time with my actual (found) parents and be more than a disowned and disabled queer kid who ran from catholicism. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. There are definitely themes here
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kittysauce · 2 years ago
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Im tjred of enjoying the guy that the whole fandom has collectively decided to hate i mean have you SEEN the live chats 🙁
drdt fandom is STRUGGLING rn so here is my pity (feeding you the guy you hate)
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mutty-boy · 1 year ago
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If fiction doesn’t affect reality, explain Fox News then
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yermes · 1 year ago
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PAC: 💐
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Your presence adds to the world.
As ur tarot mommy I have some advice for u rq. you were not put on earth to suffer. You existing is another small little blossom on the tree of the divine. Each small cell that you possess just adds and reflects the divinity within you. Sometimes shit sucks. Sometimes shit is hard. Sometimes you go from quitting some thing you love, changing your life in a week, move home, have to get a life, have to change. Adjusting and changing is a hard process and you are very brave and gorgeous for sticking with that.
Disclaimer: please take what I say with a grain of salt and not as the gospel. I just want to share some ideas of practicing and giving advice using the medium as often as I can with school, work, and my own personal studies and practice. But I am working on sharing my notes soon so that will be exciting! Liking and sharing does a lot 🥰
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Clouds + Mice 🐁 ☁️ 
You are at a very vulnerable point in your life. But the best park about being unsure of the next step or even which direction to take is there are so many different choices. While the it may seem limited and you may feel small and confused you have so much to add you just need to take the first step out of the haze.
Cross + Tree 🌴 🚂 
You may be the type of person with health challenges which can manifest physically or mentally. But any struggle you face can be used to help and inspire others. You’re never at it alone even though it may feel that way at times. Anytime you can reach a hand out and help someone at where they are at is a blessing your personal struggle gives you ample resources to help others and makes helping yourself easier.
Person + Fox 🦊 👹
What does having good intentions even mean? You have intentions alright and they take you on a crazy ass journey therefore: good intentions. I think generally you work more on the side of self preservation. You may be in your reputation era at the moment but do not let this downward spiral take away from who you are and what you add. You add so much joy and sharp wit to the group use it for the better.
Extras: ☕️
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Im so tired but ily so have a reading
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strangevenom · 1 year ago
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hi, u can call me fox! 🖤
i use they/them + she/her  + he/him pronouns
im okay with sharing my f/os with moots and friends and i love to talk about them :3 (if you're not comfy sharing that's ok!! ily, ur valid and safe here!!!)
slide into my inbox and hang out w me, i luv meeting new people 
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ship list here + ship carrd here
check out my lore carrd (under reconstruction)
for more me:
spicy version @strangevenomafterdark
writing version @strangevenomlibrary
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read more for my main f/os (my current focuses r starred!!!) + the link to my tag masterlist
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challengers (2024 film)
♡ art donaldson (poly ship)*
♡ patrick zweig (poly ship)*
panic (television series)
♡ dodge mason
stranger things (television series)
♡ steve harrington
daisy jones & the six (television series)
♡ eddie roundtree
modern life is rubbish (2017 film)
♡ liam 
the knight before christmas (2019 film)
♡ sir cole lyons
free guy (2021 film)
♡ walter “keys” mckey
valley girl (2020 remake)
♡ randy phillips
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smoosnoom · 1 year ago
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FMF AHH
the i love you too scene actually broke me. like i was in shambles. anyway
i love finding out my favourite people on the internet share more then one interest! if is so exciting!
also i absolutely love love love the wolf scene. ik you already talked ab it in another Ask but idc uhh anyway that scene destroyed my everything,, also omg i love the parts where they legit just dance around like.. you see everything from their perspective and then it zooms out and they are just dancing! !like silly little guys!!! back to the ily scene the way she said it? hello?? the emotion????? god that actres. i love her
and and i love the ending. they didn’t get their house back. they didn’t get freedom. they still have to steal food from grocery stores but they are still happy because they have learned despite everything they can still settle and be happy! i love it, it puts on a more real amd honestly more interesting perspective then all the ‘person is unhappy person is saved person is happy and safe and has no troubles’ blah blah blah fmf on top!!
(also if you rant on this Ask don’t u date apologize. i see you moobynom. moynoymoob. shh don’t say sorry just rant ☺️☺️☺️
HI AGAIN it has been months and iam sosoososo sorry for that . but ienjoyed reading ur thoughts and u are so so right !
the "i love u too" scene ruined my life for Real oh my god . i love u but i shouldnt have married u what were they THINKING . oh my god . and that is such a real thing too oh my god ineed to walk into the ocean
oh u are so real for that because i loveee the way they dance . stop motion is avery versatile form of media and i love the way they had all the characters move in a very . intriguing way, moving away from realism and into a more artistic way of showing them act and behave, like their dancing especially ! they dance so cartoony but also Not . the grocery store dance scene lives in my heart forever n ever .
the ending u are so right !!!!!!!! like they didnt gain any of their things back they dont have a physical home anymore and they might have to return back to their hole and they dont have freedom but they are still happy ! mr fox is maybe even a little less concerned with his materialistic view and is now maybe valuing his family all the more :)
this also reminds me of mr fox's relationship with ash because u know . the entire time ash is just trying his best to grow into the sort of outstanding fox that his dad used to be, and its clearly not the path made for him because he just keeps falling short, and its even visible when mr fox favors kristofferson a little more because hes kind of just . the fox that mr fox used to be . and at the end ash doesnt even do anything incredible to make up for it ! but mr fox loves him anyway ! because ash doesnt need to do anything great because he is already great to mr fox !!!! oh my god !!!!!!!!
anyway . so many thoughts so many emotions i know it has been Forever but if u ever want to drop by into my inbox again feel so free to do so !!!!!!!!!!!!!
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diodellet · 2 months ago
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finally got to finish book 2 gonna read and compile my reax here😇😇
"friendly fox" ernesto imma need you to be more than a friend to me 🥴🥴 like super super close yanno likeeeee [redacted for obscenity]
NOT EVERYONE SHRUGGIN WHEN ASKED ABT WHAT A CONSCIENCE IS😭😭 GET YUU OUTTA NRC!!!!
cant believe ace has 3 other third yrs to chaperone him 😭 do they rlly have so little trust in him
WHALE ESCAPE 😭😭 (thalassophobia rearing its head once more)
a... what tail?? to hang around your... where???? (ernesto babygirl u can hang ur tail on me litrally anywhere hahaha one chance please i beg)
"perfect chance for us to get to know you better" says lilia,,, all while flashing bedroom eyes at ernesto,,,,like sure flirt louder in the ferris wheel too while ur at it 🙄
i would fuckin piss myself. if i had to go through a giant sea creature's mouth. never mind working up the mental strength to get onna giant rollercoaster, reckoning with my past lives' trauma is HELLISH
"id never cough somethin i swallowed back up" EXQUEEZE ME??? WHAT ABT BOOK 6??? (/j im jus being dramatic)
ITS ALSO LIKE A LOG RIDE FUCK THIS WHALE (/not srs)
lmao grim talkin abt flying outta his seat—WAIT SHOULDNT THERE BE A HEIGHT REQUIREMENT??? how in the hell was it ok for ernesto to bump up the nrc guys to the front of the line with a SMOL CREATURE😭😭
AND HE WAS RIDING IN THE BACK WITH LILIA. TWO SHORT PEEPS BEARING THE BRUNT OF THE EXTRA FORCE. i feel my hairs turning gray
NOT CATER AND ACE TIMING A HEART POSE 😭😭 rest in pieces lilia for ur lost opportunity
THEY HAVE A FUCKIN RAGE HOUSE????? jesUS CHRIST????
oh char, theyre using slingshots (girlie is having war flashbacks to that slingshot minigame in stardew)
does it count as pool experience if im solely watching the players "get their angle"🥴🥴
POP OFFFFFF ORTHO 🤧🤧 i wonder what its like,,, having a brain that works mathematically
nakakabwiset tong si jade ah tong si "apple CORE" edi ok 🙄
NO BUT THOSE CLOCKS ARE SO ADORBS 🥺🥺
"its just so darn wholesome" the only wholesome thing in that line is gino's face (i want to grab ernesto by the front of his fit and make out wid him sloppy style. he cant keep setting me off like this 🤧)
lmao rest in pieces vil, no matter how cheesy the sitch is, he'll always manage to serve (delulu)
"waving game" kalim u absolute pEOPLE PLEASER
huh donkey!pinocchio au worldbuilding is not the direction i expected this interpretation to go in
DID LEONA JUST CALL KALIM LUTANG—🗿🗿🗿
goodbye more underwater moments 😇😇 seahorse? more like sea donkey (binaril)
ernesto pls stop glazing kalim, it is very much crinj (ngl that carousel pic is also super cute,,, would ride again and again)
BWISET AHAHAHAHA twst ily and ur visual novel format limitations 🤧🤧 ARE GINO AND ERNESTO HOLDING THEIR PHONES?? BFFR—
WOI JAMIL SCRAPS—(sobbing crying kicking my feet) BABYGIRL WHY ARE U LIKE THIS
(squinting) "rugged visitors".... the primal insect part of my brain is suddenly remembering smth... fairy gala theme?...hm perhaps it was a synapse misfire...anyway
nOT KALIM JOININ IN ON JACK AND LEONA SHADING EO (u sweet summer child, thats so crinj, im sick)
overall i love the shenanigans and seeing these charas interact w each other, im a sucker for amusement parks (i havent been to one in like years, thanks covid /derogatory) so this event has been a suitable placebo for me
OH I FORGOR PLAYFUL LAND WAS DROPPIN TODAY,,,, HEEEYYYY PAPI ERNESTO (tucks hair between ears) I'M RIGHT HEEEREEEE
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d0gdaze · 4 years ago
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they say in heaven, love comes first
we'll make heaven a place on earth
my piece for the @reddiebang, and for Fox’s amazing fic Fever Dream!
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inkedintothepaper · 2 years ago
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brutally psychoanalyze me, please
eye-dunn0-kins.carrd.co
Aight so first off you’re a Ninjago kinnie, specifically kinning Jay, Lloyd, and Cole so you probably have daddy issues.
Next thing I notice is that you kin the character of a man who died irl recently so like yikes… also the kinning of people is a bit iffy in my opinion but I think you mean the characters so like idk. You do you hun.
Next we got Roman from sanders sides so obviously you are very flashy, either personality or clothing wise. Maybe both. You’re also a theater geek.
Now after this we got a homestuck list. In all honestly I read the first 3 volumes of homestuck and. Did Not Understand Anything. I mostly read the commentary on the bottom of the pages. But you’re probably neurodivergent.
Kinning of sonic? You hide from your problems but ur super friendly. I promise no one is gonna hate you for needing help babes.
RTFG Tails? You have IMPECCABLE taste in media to watch first of all. Second, you’re treated like a sidekick more than you’d like but you don’t take shit from anyone. You are a badass, ily /p.
Ghostbuster Kim, aight p cool. Not much to note here tbh.
Kinning Ted, you are so epic and tubular and you’ve been put down a lot in your early years but you made some good friends and you can do awesome shit with them.
Michael from BMC, you have self esteem issues.
Cecil and Carlos from WTNV; you are part of the alphabet mafia.
Some fnaf kins, maybe some abandonment issues, I’m sorry-
Both Zim AND Dib????? You have a superiority complex mixed with an inferiority complex. You’re also a burnt out gifted kid and feel isolated from your peers.
Max from Sam and Max, you are feral and I love you for it.
Tamaki Suoh, you are flamboyant as fuck and also main character complex.
Space? You are unknown to yourself and others.
Cat, Border collie, fox? You are gay.
Shapeshifter? You feel as if you cannot show your true self to others.
Ghost? You feel dead inside sometimes, feeling an overwhelming sadness. It gets better I prommy <3
Finally, a slime/enderman hybrid? You have immaculate tastes and also you feel like a monster sometimes.
Anyways that’s me demolishing you for your kins. Other people can send me their kin lists too, I’ll judge them also <3
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potaetopic · 3 years ago
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i fucking hate u.
THOSE FUCKERD DID WHAT??!! GOSH THEY ARE THE SICKEST FICTIONAL CHARACTER IVE EVER READ LIKE LITERALLY. OHMYGOD EVERY BLOOD IN MY VEINS HATE THEM. WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL DOES THIS FUCKERS EVER THINK??? WAIT, MAYBE THEY DIDNT USE THEIR BRAIN SO THATS WHY THEY DID THAT DISGUSTING SHIT, BUT STILL DOESNT JUSTIFIED THEIR ACTION!! ACTUALLY WTV REASON THAT CAN BE A REASON DOESNT JUSTIFIED THIS. BEHAVIOUR. I. HATE THEM
and thank god sora!! ohmygod thank u and yessss GO HYERIN!!!!
To Build A Home (Part Eight)
Part eight: Eight and a quarter
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Pairing: Ot7 x 9 tailed fox Hybrid! Reader
Fox Hybrid! Jin, Human! Namjoon, Human! Yoongi, Wolf Hybrid! Hoseok, Cat Hybrid! Jimin, Wolf Hybrid! Taehyung, Fox Hybrid! Jungkook
Genre: Hybrid AU || Fluff || Angst || Smut/ implied smut || Strangers to lovers AU || Best friends to lovers AU
Summary: D-Day finally arrives.
Word count: 10.6k
Tags/ warnings: Angst, minimal fluff, mentions of blood, harassment, hybrid mistreatment, throwing up, surgery (kind of), needles are briefly mentioned, briefly described panic attack/ disassociation, a lot of hurt but this is the last time (I think...), if i've missed anything let me know!
Notes: You're allowed to get mad at me. I think a demon possessed me when writing this because the m/c doesn't deserve any of this...
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D-1
You had 30 minutes until midnight. 30 minutes, two quarters of an hour, three 10-minute intervals, 1800 second until your whole life could turn to shit.
Jungkook seemed just as on edge as you, his leg shaking as he sat back on the couch of his living room, palms a little moist as he gripped onto the flesh of your thigh.
You watched Sora as she plugged a ton of wires into her laptop, comfortably sat at the small coffee table. You met Sora an hour ago when Hyerin had showed up at Jungkook’s apartment ready to transfer all needed files into Yoongi and Namjoon’s adoption folder. She was the friend Hyerin had been raving about for weeks.
You were slightly pissed how carefree the girl was, didn’t she know how important this was for you? Why was she making jokes like your whole life wasn’t being held in her hands? What pissed you off just as much was the clacking of her manicured nails against the keys of her laptop, the neon acrylics hurting your eyes as you tried to decipher what she was typing. You didn’t like to judge people based off looks but you seriously wondered how this girl was going to help you.
She hadn’t exactly given off the best first impression, the moment she had stepped through the door she’d started flirting with Jungkook. And you got it, he was undeniably attractive, but the girl didn’t have to pretend to fall expecting the fox to catch her, making a fool of herself when he didn’t even look her way. (Jungkook was more focused on untangling your knotted hair from the nap the two of you had taken, enamoured at how soft you looked in Jin’s pyjamas) He had been a little grossed out when she had just grabbed his arm, gushing about how big his muscles were and how much bigger he was, and how maybe she should adopt a strong, masculine hybrid to protect her.  
He’d smiled awkwardly, seeking you out seconds after she’d touched him to try and rub off the scent of her expensive perfume that hurt his nose. He always had had a sensitive nose and never liked strong scents. From that moment he decided he would stay on the other side of the room from Sora.
“How long have you been working with Hyerin?” you eventually ask, because you’d rather listen to the grating of her voice than the shrill laugh she had. Because her jokes weren’t that funny, but she apparently found them hilarious. It was also undeniably unattractive how she’d try to giggle like a pre-schooler around their crush, her eyes always seeking Jungkook’s attention after she’d though she’d said something funny.
“A month?” the girl wonders and you try not to bash your head against the wall behind you. The last thing you needed was a concussion right now.
Jungkook turns to you with pursed lips, almost a frown but he was doing a good job of hiding his distaste unlike you who rolled your eyes at her answer. Either Sora saw and decided to ignore you, or she was just a full on ditz.
“How long have you been doing this?” you motion to her set-up.
She shrugs, “A month?”
You blink.
Heart sinking because, well this really could be the end of you.
Jungkook pulls you closer to his side, practically moulding you to himself as he just holds you. You would complain that you could feel your bones snapping but a small part of you hoped that by some magic you would just melt and become a part of Jeon Jungkook. They couldn’t take you away if you became one person. Plus, you’re pretty sure the guy could sucker punch a man and dislocate more than a few bones.
Maybe you should have taken Jungkook up on his boxing course that he had spent a good half an hour trying to convince you to take. You’d declined. Although you loved the man, you wouldn’t let him near you with those chunky gloves on even if he did say he would go easy on you. You think anyone else in their right mind would take him up on his offer, but not you. You’d seen the way he tackled Namjoon, and the producer was maybe just as buff as the fox was. You didn’t feel like ending up in the hospital.
However, the boxing class may have come in handy because you wanted to punch Jin in the face. The rest of the boys, minus Yoongi and Namjoon, stayed home, not wanting to overwhelm Hyerin’s friend who they all assumed, yourself included, was some genius mastermind and would make everything okay again. Jin gave you a kiss on the forehead, scratched your ears then shoved you into Jungkook’s car claiming he would see you later without a proper goodbye.
You’d spent the whole day thinking of a nice goodbye speech you wanted to give him because Jin was your world and you had to tell him how grateful you were that he had stayed by your side for so long. However, he didn’t let you have a proper goodbye.
You knew it was because he wanted to believe you were coming home tomorrow afternoon, maybe the morning after at the latest, a small part of him in denial that not everything will go your way. But he could have at least heard you out. You hadn’t sobbed in the shower that morning for nothing.
Taehyung seemed hesitant with the short goodbye, holding onto your arm a little longer after you’d parted, eyes conveying that he wanted to spill his heart out, because what if he didn’t see you again? He’d spent the last week thinking of a poem, maybe a melody or two to give to you before you left, so that you would always have a piece of him with you for comfort if he were to never see you again.
Jimin hadn’t said anything, giving you a bone crushing hug before he shoved you over to Hoseok who smiled a little sadly before kissing your cheek.  
You hadn’t even gotten to see Namjoon or Yoongi one last time either, you’d sent them both a message but hadn’t checked to see if they had replied. You didn’t feel like crying anymore today.
Once at Jungkook’s apartment, the two of you had laid in his bed for the afternoon, the room silent. What had started off as you both laying, looking up at the ceiling from both individual sides of the bed had turned into you face down into his chest, his steady heartbeat grounding you. Because he was still here, beneath you. And that made everything feel… somewhat okay.
You felt like throwing up as you tapped the screen of your phone, large digital clock telling you, you only had 5 minutes until midnight.
“Hey, Sora?” you call the girl, she looks up at you with wide eyes.
“Transfer the other guys’ files before my own, okay?” you say, cringing inside as you see Jungkook’s eyes widen from your peripherals.
He opens his mouth to object.
“Okay” Sora beams.
“Y/n!” Jungkook exclaims, pushing you a little from his side to look at your face properly.
“Jungkook, they can take you away from me forever if you aren’t under Namjoon’s name” you tell him.
“I don’t care!” he laughs in disbelief, “they’ll take you away if you’re last to be adopted”
“But you can get me back” you tell him, “they’ll blacklist Yoongi and Namjoon from ever adopting the 5 of you and then we’ll never see each other again, do you want that?”
Jungkook looks into your eyes, your firm tone taking him aback a little because you’ve never spoken to him like that before.
He shakes his head.
“No. No I don’t want that” he mutters, curling in on himself a little.
“Then trust me”
“And then what? You’re gone.” He shakes his head, “I can’t work miracles Y/n. What if we can’t get you back? What if I can’t get you back?”
“Then you have a good home and a family Jungkook.”
“But it’s not good if you’re not there, don’t you understand?”
“I do but—”
“Clearly you fucking don’t, otherwise you would prioritise yourself. I really like you, really really like you and the thought of never seeing you again scares me” he admits, pain swirling behind his irises as he looks into your own eyes.
“I like you too Kookie, but you have to trust me”
“How can I, when you never tell me anything? If you liked me then why aren’t you being selfish and trying to stay?” he turns to look at the ceiling.
“Kook?” you say gently, hoping to ease the tension between the two of you.
He hums, avoiding eye contact.
“If anything bad happens I want you to come help me okay. I can’t do it alone” you say, watching him turn to properly look at you.
Although you’d learnt the hard way, falling out with Jin all those months ago you really had learnt that it wasn’t so bad to rely on people you trust. You knew there were boundaries, you wouldn’t let your family do all the work for you, but it was okay for them to give you a helping hand when you needed it.
“I wouldn’t let anything bad happen to you, you know that right?” he says, searching your face.
You nod, a soft smile gracing your features. And if Jungkook wasn’t so scared he would tell you how pretty you looked, even with prominent dark circles under your eyes and knotted hair.
“I know” you say, turning to Hyerin who looks at you sadly.
“We’ll make sure everything runs smoothly” she assures, and you nod in thanks.
You flinch when Sora’s phone starts ringing, timer telling you that it was finally midnight. You swallow thickly, fingers tapping anxiously against Jungkook’s arm as the girl starts to type away on her laptop.
D- day
“Well shit” the girl says and your eyebrows furrow because that didn’t sound good.
“What happened?” Jungkook asks, eyes firm as he watches Sora think for a moment.
“Because half of the adoptions are under… Jin’s name it might take me a little longer to figure this out” she says, and you’re seconds away from launching yourself at the girl and smashing her veneers in.
Hyerin winces, coming to take a seat beside you on the couch. She touches your arm lightly, “I’m sorry I couldn’t get someone more… knowledgeable about this. Sora is the only other person in that hellhole that believes hybrids deserve equal rights”
You look at her, hesitantly smiling at her in understanding, “It’s okay, I mean, I’ve been preparing for the worst anyways” you wave her off.
Jungkook bunches your tails into one hand and tugs on them, beckoning you closer. You oblige, giggling as he maneuvers your legs over his lap, his head resting comfortably atop of your own. You close your eyes, indulging yourself in what may be the last moments you have in a pair of familiar arms.
You’d have preferred silence, or even the deep hum of Jungkook’s voice over the clacking of Sora’s nails but beggars can’t be choosers you suppose.
You’re brought out of your daze when your phone starts to ring, confused as to why Yoongi would be calling.
“Hello?” his voice reverberates through the line, goosebumps raising on the skin on your arms.
“Yoongi? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, two men just left Namjoon and I’s place, Jin and the others are driving over just in case they stop by yours”
“I see” you hum, poking Jungkook’s forehead as he tries to listen to what Yoongi was saying.
“You doing okay?” the producer asks, and you hum as a reply, “I’m glad. I’ll speak to you soon, okay? Namjoon’s trying to say something, I gotta go”
“Okay”
And with that he hung up. You drop your phone into your lap, taking a moment to look at yours and Jungkook’s warped figures from the screen of the Tv.
“What’s happening?” he asks, tilting your head so he can see if he can gauge what you were thinking.
“Dae-Hyun and Seung were just at Yoongi’s place, Jin and the others are heading their way. I assume those assholes’ next stop is our place”
Although practically impossible Jungkook attempts to pull you closer into his side. Because suddenly your home was now his. ‘Our place’, his new home. Not the small apartment the two of you were hiding in, your pretty home, with his family.
He closes his eyes, praying that everything would go okay as he lays his head gently on top of yours. By no means was he a religious man, but he was beyond desperate; angry that the best he could do was put the trust in the young woman he had let into his apartment, your fate left in the hands of destiny. Destiny that he had no control over.
It mustn’t have been more than 5 minutes after your call with Namjoon that someone bangs at Jungkook’s apartment door.
You both sit up; you make eye contact with Hyerin who just shrugs. Equally as confused as you. She just waves you off, telling you both she will get the door so you two can stay put.
Your hybrid ears twitch as the door clicks open, head tilting when silence stretches into the living room, expecting to hear Hyerin speak to whoever had shown up.
You push yourself off the couch (Read: Jungkook), and as you turn the corner into the small hallway you freeze.
Dae-Hyun looks smug as he stands in the doorway, Hyerin looking shocked as she looks between the two of them. And you laugh. A hearty laugh because you shouldn’t have ever doubted those two men.
It was impossible for them to have made it over to Jungkook’s apartment from Namjoon and Yoongi’s place in under five minutes, even if they had speeded. You realise that Yoongi had never seen the faces of the two men stood at Jungkook’s front door.
So, they were never actually at Yoongi’s place.
The last time they had visited, Namjoon had opened the door. You’d given a rough description to Yoongi just in case they ever did show up at his place, but even then, you knew that what your mind pictured could be way different than what Yoongi had imagined them to look like. And when he said two men your mind automatically assumed it was them.
You spot maybe 3-4 other men wearing black stood straight behind Dae-hyun and Seung.
One of them pushing their way through the entrance of Jungkook’s apartment to stand in-front of Hyerin, making sure she wouldn’t try and pull anything funny.
Hyerin turns to look at you with a fearful expression, unsure what to do. Not only was she going to lose her job, but you were also going to be taken away. As she tries to slip out from behind the man, he grabs her arms, forcefully holding her against the front door. You just watch, eventually turning to make eye contact with Seung, who looks too smug for your liking.
You don’t flinch when Jungkook’s hand lays heavy on your shoulder, his own squaring up and challenging the small group of men stood at his front door.
You swallow before taking a deep breath. “Well, good morning” you smile at them, feeling Jungkook’s hand squeeze your shoulder, “We should get going, shouldn’t we?”
As you say that Jungkook open his mouth in protest, Hyerin’s eyes widening comically.
Dae-Hyun turns to Hyerin, yellowing teeth on full display as he looks at her with mock pity. “We’ll deal with you later, for now,” he turns your way, “my prize”
You stop Jungkook from speaking with a hand on his shoulder when he leans forward to bark something at the slimy man. You lean up on your tippy toes, still having to beckon him lower so you could whisper something to him. He obliges, bending his knees slightly, eyes still trained on the men that were slowly making their way down the hallway of his home, ready to snatch you out of his grasp. They didn’t seem to be in a hurry, aware you had nowhere to run.
Jungkook lived on the top floor of his building, and there were enough people standing in the doorway it would be impossible for you to escape even if you did try.
As two men stand in-front of you, you ask, “may I have a few final words?” you say sweetly. Smiling when they nod, beckoning you to hurry up because their patience was slowly dwindling.
“Make it quick” Dae-Hyun waves you off, carefully watching your every move.
You turn back to Jungkook, “Call Hoseok right now and tell him Plan B is underway”
You speak quiet enough that only you and Jungkook could hear, knowing his hybrid ears would be able to pick up the soft sound of your voice, too quiet for the human ear to pick up.
You don’t give Jungkook anytime to reply as you outstretch your hands, metal handcuffs clicking over your wrists by one of Dae-Hyun’s subordinates. The other shoving Jungkook away from your side.
You motion you head, an indication that Jungkook should hurry up and tell Hoseok. Jungkook swallows, fighting himself, did he listen to you, or did he go ham on the group of men?
He waits too long, Hyerin clicking the door shut before he can throw the first punch. She didn’t want any more men pushing her up against the wall.
“What did she say to you?” Hyerin asks, hands a little shaky as she turns to the fox.
Jungkook just looks at her and blinks. His mind racing a mile a minute, if he went now, he could definitely catch up to you and fight a few guys off. He hesitates though, because he saw 5 too many weapons that he would have zero chance with if he tried to throw a punch or two.
“Jungkook?” Hyerin waves her hand in front of his face.
He looks down, hand running over his face as he wracks his brain for what you had said, “She said to call Hoseok hyung and tell him Plan B is underway”
Hyerin’s eyes widen as if remembering something, “Hurry up then, before they make it to your human’s house” She pushes him into the living room, scrambling around to grab his phone from the small table beside the couch.
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“Who’s that?” Jimin asks as Hoseok’s phone starts to ring.
The wolf pulls his phone from the netting behind the driver’s seat, frowning when Jungkook’s name pops up.
“Jungkook?” Hoseok questions as soon as he answers the call.
It’s silent for a moment, Hoseok’s eyebrows jumping when he hears a choked sob from the other line. He can hear some rustling in the background, heart rate picking up at the lack of response he was getting.
“Hey Jungkook? What’s going on?” he presses, frowning when Jimin pulls the phone out of his hand, putting the call on speaker.
“Hyung, Y/n she—they took her hyung” the younger chokes on a sob, apologising as he takes a deep breath, “She said to tell you, that uhh, that plan b is happening”
“Oh” Hoseok breaths, looking over at Jimin whose tail had stopped swaying, “Hey Jin hyung, you gotta turn the car around”
Jin doesn’t say anything, jaw clenching as he stops the car on the side of the road.
“Jungkook it’s going to be okay, meet us at the restaurant as soon as you can. Don’t hang around your apartment for too long, okay?” Hoseok waves Taehyung off who tries to grab the phone.
“Okay”
“See you soon”
Jin switches off the engine, unbuckling his seatbelt to turn back and look at Hoseok.
“Okay what’s happening?” he asks, eyebrows set in a firm frown.
Jimin shrinks in on himself, because he knew this was only stage one of Jin’s anger. Taehyung looks at Hoseok expectantly from the passenger side beside Jin, eyes wandering over his face curiously.
“What’s plan b?” Taehyung dares to ask, Jin waving at the youngest fox to shut up.
“Right before Y/n left she told me she had a back up plan. Just in case everything went wrong”
Jin, Taehyung and Jimin had wandered back inside, not wanting to stretch the goodbye too long. Taehyung and Jimin knew that if they watched Jungkook’s car pull out of the driveway they might regret not giving you a proper farewell. And Jin was in denial that this was going to be more than just a few days excursion that would be solved easily.
Hoseok however decided he would wait. Just to make sure you left the house safely.   
Just as Jungkook had started the engine to his car you had turned to him, saying something Hoseok couldn’t make out. He was confused when you had opened the car door, footsteps light as you stood and looked up at him from where he stood on the highest step.
“Hobi?��� you’d said, tone a little heavy. He could see the hesitation in the way you stood, fidgeting with the bottom of Jimin’s sweater.
He’d nodded.
“Just in case everything goes wrong, I’ll get either Hyerin or Jungkook to call you. If they say Plan B then make sure you all go the restaurant you work at and hide there for a few days okay?”
“Why?” he asks, confused as to why the dingy restaurant would be of any help.
“Don’t sweat the details, I just have a suspicion that Namjoon and Yoongi’s place won’t be the safest for a while. I’ve already spoken to the owner of the restaurant, he said he didn’t mind housing you guys for a day or two until everything is in the clear. Please remember no matter where you are, if Jungkook or Hyerin call, go straight to the restaurant”
Hoseok had nodded, eyes not leaving your figure as you slipped back into Jungkook’s car, saying something to make the other fox smile.
Jin’ starts the engine, “Text Yoongi about what’s going on, but tell them to stay home”
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You wonder how long you’ve been sat in the back of a van. It wasn’t the luxurious transit you were hoping for, the seatbelts were too small, knotted in places so they could only be pulled out so far. You’d have opted out of wearing one if the driver of the van wasn’t a total maniac who clearly didn’t know how to stop a car properly. So now you were left with stiff fabric digging into your stomach, pain searing over your abdomen when they would make an abrupt stop in the middle of the road.
You think that maybe they were doing it on purpose, the snickers of the three men guarding you enough of an indication they got some sick enjoyment out of watching you suffer in silence.
You’d remember their faces and pray for their downfall for the rest of your days.
It smelt gross, like sweaty men and testosterone. You could faintly smell another hybrid, so you wondered if these two men made a hobby of taking hybrids from their homes and transporting them to places further outside the city. You wouldn’t be surprised if they did. And you’d say that their lives were a little bit sad if they spent literal years trying to collect rare hybrids like people did Pokémon cards like they had with you.
Odd bits of rubbish were thrown on the ground, and discarded pieces of uniform flung across the seats. Seats was an overstatement, the back of the van had two small benches facing each other with metal bars welded into the floor and ceiling to section off the driving area to the back of the van.
You’d think they were transporting a criminal.
Your butt had started to cramp up from where they’d sat you on a part of the bench that hadn’t been cushioned, locking your arms above your head from the thin chain of the handcuffs. Your arms were slowly starting to lose feeling from the blood rushing to other parts of your body.
You look at your socks, dirty from being dragged through the small gardens of Jungkook’s apartment building because apparently government officials don’t have time to wait for hybrids to put some shoes on. And you really liked these socks as well, Namjoon had bought them for you, saying they reminded him of you. Small flowers with bright smiles.
They reminded him of you and reminded you of Hobi.
Even as you thought of the fond memories you felt oddly empty. You didn’t know if it was because after years, and months of waiting you technically didn’t have an owner anymore. Sure, he was dead, and had been for a while but still legally being under his name still connected you to him in some way. But now all of that was gone. You had the house, but you didn’t know if you were going back there anytime soon either so maybe this really was the end.
You think that any other hybrid would be glad a contract with a human is done, because now you were supposed to be free, but you didn’t feel good. Maybe it was just your body trying to process that not everything was going your way.
This wasn’t a drama, a book, or a movie where in the next few moments the hero would pop out of nowhere and save you from the evil clutches of two stinky government men. Then you could live happily ever after where trauma didn’t exist, and you could live your life and laugh that you were almost enslaved once again. Jin wouldn’t show up in a funny suit that was three sizes too small and save the day like he always had.
None of your family had secret superpowers, they didn’t know how to get you back and you knew that. You didn’t expect them to know that, but you felt shit knowing that you had no control over what is about to happen to you. Not only that but now Hyerin was in some sort of danger too for trying to help you out. She had been that small spark of hope in your life, she cared about you enough to risk her job, maybe even her life because who knows what Dae-Hyun and Seung are capable of? She’d gone against the government, and you weren’t well versed in the law, but you assumed those two bastards would turn the tables and somehow land the poor woman in prison for the rest of her life.
You feel anxiety fizzle throughout your body as the van stops. The silence doing nothing to soothe you as you wait. You weren’t sure what you were waiting for, maybe for them to stop sitting so still and open the door, or someone from the outside to fling the door open.
Although a selfish thought, maybe you were waiting for these men to start panicking because Jeon buff Jungkook had decided to grace you all with his presence and come take you home.
You’re thoroughly disappointed then the back door to the van swings open and its Dae-Hyun stood there.
You felt like throwing up.
You felt like crawling out of your own skin as three pairs of hands grab you, either holding you down, unlocking your handcuffs or unplugging your seatbelt. Eventually they haul you out of the van, not caring as you trip over your own feet a couple of time as they drag you up to a large building.
All you can do is watch Dae-Hyun’s back as you’re pulled through a set of automatic doors, goosebumps spreading across the expanse of your body from the air-conditioning blasting through the vents.
An older woman sat behind the front desk turns her nose up at you, muttering something about the smell of wet dog tainting her workplace. You choose to ignore her comment, unsure of the consequences that would follow if you decided to snap back at her.
You could feel the bile start to surface up your throat, arms twitching in anxiety as the reality of the situation sets in.
Seung raises a key card with his face on it to a small metal pad, the lightly blinking red before lighting up green. You’re brought further into the building, eyes screwing shut when you hear the thick metal door clank shut behind you. A reminder that you can’t escape, and that leaving this place would be near impossible.
+++
Jin pulls Jungkook into a tight hug, his hands firmly rubbing over the other fox’s back. Jungkook continues to cry, holding onto Jin like a lifeline, worried that if he let go of the elder, he would disappear before his eyes like you had.
Taehyung looks at Hyerin, who gives a forced smile to the fox.
Hoseok watches everyone sat around a few of the tables of the restaurant.
“You all better get upstairs, it’s not safe down here” the owner of the restaurant calls out to the everyone.
“Thanks, Hyung” Hoseok pats the shoulder of the older man, helping Jimin stand who had his head held in his hands.
Everyone treks upstairs, Sora still babbling on about something that none of them were paying attention to.
Hoseok leads them to one of the empty rooms, smiling a little at the pile of blankets.
“We didn’t have any spare mattresses” the restaurant owner explains.
“You’ve already done enough, thank you”
Hyerin ushers Sora to sit down, yanking the girl’s laptop open.
“You work as fast as you can, okay? I don’t care about your last hair appointment; I don’t care if you don’t want to lose your job you shut up and fix all this, okay?” Hyerin seethes, watching Sora’s eyes widen in alarm.
She nods, typing away at her laptop.
Taehyung smiles over at Hyerin, although she can see the anguish behind his calm façade.
“We’ll get her back, don’t worry”
Jin nods at her, a small appreciative smile on his face as he lays Jungkook down. Jimin slips back into the room, no one noticing he had left.
The cat brings a bottle of water over to Jungkook, “Kook, you’ll get a bad headache, drink some of this”
Jungkook snivels, frowning up at Jimin, who brushes the younger boy’s hair from his forehead.
“We’re all worried, but I doubt Y/n wants us to mope around. Once things are in the clear for us, we’ll help as much as we can”
Jungkook nods, pushing himself up and taking the water from Jimin.
“Thanks, Hyung” he whispers, and Jimin smiles albeit a little sadly at the younger.
Jin pushes himself from the floor, “I’m going to get some air from the window down at hall” he announces, waving Taehyung off when he offers to go with the fox.
Hoseok just holds onto Taehyung’s shoulder, shaking his head as Jin slips out of the room.
He stands by the window at the end of the long hallway, the air was anything but fresh. The outside world opposite the restaurant another building, alleyway between them covered in warm, damp rubbish.
The sound of the other hybrids that resided here not helping him clear his mind at all. He can’t hear any noise from the room his own family is staying in, all of them either silent or speaking quiet enough they wouldn’t be heard over the laughing of the other residents.
Jin closes his eyes, head falling back to rest on the walls.
He wonders if you’re okay, if they’re at least treating you somewhat humane.
He wonders if you’re still travelling to wherever they may take you, he didn’t know if you were leaving the city or if they were keeping you close to home.
He’d image you were scared, never being so far away from home on your own before. And then he worries you’ ll have a panic attack and he wouldn’t be there to help you through it.
He knew they didn’t know that you didn’t like the room too cold, or that loud noises are often irritating to your hybrid ears. They probably didn’t care.
What if you got hurt and they did nothing about it?
He wondered if they’d let you call him, or if he could call you. Maybe then he could tell you that everything will be okay. Even if he himself didn’t believe it would be.
What if, what if, what if.
What if he never saw you again?
He was selfish enough to believe that nothing bad could actually happen to you and didn’t even give you a proper goodbye.
Did he say ‘I love you’ that morning? He did every morning, but he can’t seem to remember saying it to you that day.
He could have called you that afternoon and asked if you were okay.
He could have done so many things better.
He should have insisted he stay with you. Why would he let you go like that?
He should have been in Jungkook’s place. He would have made sure that no one laid a finger on you.
Jin blinks, looking down at his hands. Small pearl like tears shining in the orange light of the streetlamps.
He was tired.
It had been such a long day. He hadn’t slept last night, and it was well beyond midnight, nearing sunrise. He must have been awake for 24 hours straight at this point. The coffee he had chugged the moment Yoongi had called him that two men had left his house now slowly wearing off.
Jin slides down the wall, pulling his knees up towards his chest as he rests his head on them. And he cries. He cries quiet enough that no one would be able to hear it over the laughter of the other hybrids that worked at the restaurant.
His chest tightens as he thinks about how scared you must be. How alone you must feel. He isn’t sure if he’s shaking because of the cold night air that howls through the window that is cracked open, or if he’s shaking because he’s scared.
He’d promised you; he’d promised all those years ago when you had first stepped into his home, such a small child, that he would take care of you. That you didn’t have to worry about how scary the world is because he would keep you safe.
He wonders if you have the same look on your face as you did the first day he’d met you; a look of pure fear, so much distrust from such a small human. An emotion that a child your age shouldn’t have felt. It had taken time, but you’d opened up to him and he’d never felt the way he had back then when you first smiled at him.
He still feels that way when you smile his way, a warmth blooming throughout his body, what can only be described as love, coursing through his whole being.
Jin fears that his love for you is useless when you are so far away, a place where he can’t reach. Where he can’t come to your rescue like he had when you were younger. He can’t come and patch you up when you fall, and he can’t mend the emotional hurt you were surely going to get. He’d seen you break down and fixed you up time and time again, but he fears that you were too far gone for him to come and fix you again.
+++
You stare at a small, rounded pebble, trying to figure out exactly how you felt.
Angry was definitely one of them.
You wondered how people got away with treating other living beings so poorly.
Initially you’d assumed they’d at least give you a room to sleep in, but apparently ‘animals stay in cages.’
You’d been confused by Dae-Hyun’s statement, almost laughing because surely you were stupid to assume this man was going to treat you like a feral animal. He’d sat down and had at least one civilised conversation with you. He knew you weren’t feral. Sure you’d snapped at him a few times but that was completely justifies because he was an asshole.
And then he’d opened a door.
It looked like a medieval prison; cells sectioned off by metal bars.
None of the other hybrids made eye contact with you, all of their head hanging low. A few facing the wall, ignoring that a new member of their little club was being forced into a cage. You’d considered trying to kick one of the men holding you in the balls and soon decided against it when you saw guns strapped to their waists.
Once the door to the cage had been locked, Seung had looked down on you, throwing a piece of fabric through the bars. ‘Change into these before we get back’
And so, you changed. The closest thing you could describe the attire as is a hospital gown, after looking around a little you’d figured out everyone else was wearing one as well. At first you were a little worried changing in such an open space, you felt too exposed, squirming for a good 5 minutes before you realised that everyone was trying to sleep and the last thing they cared about was your half naked body.
It wasn’t the most comfortable accommodation either, the thin mattress in the corner of the cell had springs poking through the top and the floor was grossly damp. But it was okay as long as you were left alone. You’d probably be able to stay somewhat sane if you never had to see those two assholes again or forced into doing something you weren’t comfortable with.
You don’t know how long you’d been sat there. It had felt like hours but that might have just been because you were extremely bored. Too on edge to sleep, hyperaware that anyone could barge through the door at the end of the hallway and do anything they wanted to you.
You wondered if Jungkook had ever called Hobi, wondered if they were all huddled up in the restaurant. It was probably a lot warmer than it was in the basement of the hybrid sector.
You wondered if any of them were thinking about you, or if Sora had finally figured out how to transfer adoption files. You’d be able to rest easy if you knew that your family would be okay. But you assume you’ll never really know.
You hadn’t asked if you were allowed to call anyone but looking at your current circumstances you doubted they’d let you pour your heart over the phone.
“Young miss?” a rough voice caught your attention.
Turning your head, you made eye contact with an older man. He looked frail, skin pruning and pale, like he hadn’t been in the sun for years, nor had he eaten a proper meal in months.
You noticed the third dog ear, flopped over his forehead, your nine tails slowly swaying behind you in anxiety.
“Yes?” you whispered back, and he smiled warmly at you.
“I have some bread left over from supper if you’re hungry” he pushed himself up off his mattress, wobbling slightly as he hobbled over towards your cell with a plate.
“It’s okay Mister, you should keep it” you wave him off, “You might need it tomorrow”
He holds onto the bars that separate your cells. “My stomach can’t ingest bread anymore, you can have it” he urges, skeleton like fingers slipping through the bars to place the bread onto the ground of your cell.
You look up at him, wobbly smile on your face as your eyes well up with tears.
You push yourself to stand, taking long strides to stand before the man. You take his hands into your own, closing your eyes.
“Thank you, Mister”
When you open your eyes, he’s smiling down at you.
“I wish you luck in here, young miss. Life doesn’t always treat people like us the fairest” he pats your shoulder, “I suggest you get some sleep; they’ll probably start examining your body tomorrow”
You look at the old man for a moment, letting go of his hands and nodding.
You wet your lips as you plop down on the mattress, cringing as a spring pokes your behind.
By the time morning came you’re not sure if you’d slept at all, it hadn’t felt like you’d slept much when the door to the basement bangs open. You jolt up, eyes squinting at the fluorescent lights that flick on as footsteps echo throughout the room.
The old man smiles at you reassuringly, a shaky thumbs up, but you guess it’s from old age and not nerves.
You watch as a slice of bread is haphazardly thrown through the bars of each cell, each of the hybrids scrambling to eat their food.
Once the guards get to your cell, you look at them expectantly. One of them unlocks the door, both of them easily slipping inside. They both grab an arm, and you grit your teeth at how tightly they held you.
The old man gives you a sympathetic smile as they drag you past his cell, a few of the other hybrids watching with pitiful eyes as they chew on the stale bread they were given.
Your stomach churns in a mixture of anxiety and hunger.
You supposed you should get used to the feeling; they clearly weren’t generous with meals, nor did they seem to give you a warning when they would be taking you out of the cell. You wondered how long you’d last before you’d want to chew your own arm off.
+++
The general check-up was nothing too crazy. A young lady weighed you, measured your height, asked questions about your diet, if you knew the name of the facility you had been sent to after being born. If you’d had any children yourself, personal questions like how many people you’d slept with, when the last time was, if you were to have any children how many do you think your body would be able to handle.
You’d been thrown back into your cell after that. The same woman coming in after a while and asking you to drink the gross smelling pink liquid from the cup she had handed you from the other side of the bars.
Your nose had scrunched up in distaste, the liquid tasting metallic. It was a little sticky, so the taste stuck to the roof of your mouth and was somehow amplified when you tried to get rid of it with the stale piece of bread the old man had given you last night.
You fall back on the mattress, counting the cracks on the stone ceiling. When you close your eyes, you can see the faint outline of Jin smiling down at you, his fingers gently brushing over your cheeks.
The hissing of the wind from under the door at the end of the hallway suddenly sounded like Jimin whistling as he skipped around the kitchen, his pretty eyes turning into little moons as he asks you to try some of the pudding he had made, knowing you always had a sweet tooth.
Maybe if you thought hard enough, you’d be able to replace the awful tasting liquid with the gooey cake Jimin had made for you last week. You remember Yoongi smiling a lot that day. You wonder if he’s smiling that wide now that he had one less hybrid to deal with.
+++
“I don’t think we can leave anytime soon” Jin tells Yoongi, said producers head held in his hands, “The girl trying to transfer our files is having a hard time because half of the guys’ names are under my fake ID”
Yoongi hears Namjoon sigh from the other side of the room.
“We’re not having much luck either, those cars have been parked out front since last night” Namjoon explains, running his hands over his face in exasperation.
“A few more had arrived this morning as well” Yoongi adds, glancing at the window that showed the front of their home.
“I don’t suppose you’ve heard anything from Y/n?” Jin asks, hopeful.
Namjoon and Yoongi look at each other. Namjoon opens his phone, shaking his head as he stares at the last message, he’d sent you yesterday afternoon.
“No, sorry. We both last heard from her after she’d messaged yesterday afternoon but hasn’t checked your messages back. No calls either”
“Hyung, does Hyerin know where they could have taken her?” Namjoon raises his voice, hoping the fox would be able to hear him from where he was stood.
“She has an idea, but she can’t go into work. Things got complicated once those two bastards had seen her helping Y/n over at Kook’s place.”
“Shit” Yoongi pinches the bridge of his nose, “If these guys out front let up, we can try and help”
“How are you guys doing?” Namjoon asks, mildly concerned at how quiet it was.
Usually when he called you it was loud, Hoseok having no control over the volume of his voice of Taehyung’s laugh reverberating down the line. But it was oddly… silent.
“Jungkook is beating himself up over not doing anything, even though nothing could have been done. Apparently, a group of guys with weapons came to collect her, none of them saw Hyerin’s friend so we’re still in the clear. Everyone else is just… trying their best to keep their chins up. There isn’t much we can do when cramped up in a small room. I think everyone is worried because we don’t know what is going on” Jin explains, and Yoongi can hear the clear exhaustion in his voice.
“Hyung, remember to rest as well” Yoongi reminds Jin, frowning when he gets a low hum in reply.
“I’ll keep you updated, text me if anything happens”
Yoongi looks up at Namjoon once the call disconnects.
The younger of the two producers giving his Hyung a woeful smile.
“I really want to do something to help” he says and Yoongi nods in understanding.
He worries about you. A lot.
A small piece of his restraint is slowly carved out of himself as each minute passes with no news about your whereabouts.
“Just wait a little longer” Yoongi reassures, ready to just power through the group of men sat outside his home.
He wonders how you knew this would happen. That a group of Dae-Hyun and Seung’s subordinates would camp outside of his home, ready to take away the unregistered hybrids. Not only would they be sent to hybrid facilities, himself and Namjoon would probably have been arrested for illegal possession.
He guesses the media had already started speculating what could be happening, the plethora of blacked out cars in front of his and Namjoon’s home enough to raise suspicion in his neighbourhood alone. He hadn’t looked online, not wanting to know what was being said about himself, the articles didn’t exist if he didn’t look at them.
Personally, he believed that his level of fame shouldn’t warrant this much public coverage. He could easily walk out in public without anyone recognising who he was, but he supposes the small group of people that didn’t like him needed to tarnish his reputation somehow. And what better way than speculating rumours.
Namjoon hadn’t bothered to check his phone other than to check if you had texted him back or called him at all, not ready for the possible hateful comments they were sure to get.
+++
You think you must have dozed off at some point, the exhaustion of the night finally catching up to you.
The old man had told you that you must have been asleep for a good portion of the day after you’d been thrown back into your cell after the overall check-up.
It was hard to tell how long you’d been in the hybrid sector, with no windows in the basement it was hard to gauge what time of day it was. You had to rely on your body clock, assuming it must be either lunch or supper time because your stomach had started to grumble, not used to being empty for so long. Especially now, where Jimin seemed to produce a dish every couple of hours for you and Taehyung to try while the rest of your family was working.
You missed the snacks he would make as well, giggling as he’d place the apple slices on the table, carved to look like small bunnies. Taehyung had joked once that Jungkook looked and acted more like a bunny than he did a fox. Jungkook had huffed, complaining that he could be a sly fox if he really needed to be, and that Taehyung acted more like an overgrown puppy than a wolf.
Maybe the lack of sleep and stress was slowly making you delirious, it had become easy to imagine the thin slice of dry, stale bread was actually the fluffy bread Jin had learnt how to cook last year, perfect for the vegetable stew he would cook with your homegrown vegetables.
Stew sounded good.
Actually, anything sounded better than dry bread.
Your hybrid ears twitch when the door at the end of the hall clicks open, tails stopping their movements as footsteps draw closer to the end of the hallway where you resided.
You don’t bother to look up when two men stop and stand outside your cage. You hear the keys jingle before the lock clicks open.
“Get up”
You do as told, pushing yourself up off the mattress. Briefly you make eye contact with the old man, a weird sense of dread running through your body as he mouths a quick ‘good luck’.
Your head turns to look at the two men dressed in uniform, pulling your arm away, towards your body when they try to grab you.
You look between the two of them, “Where are you taking me?” you ask, voice a little shaky as you back up into the wall.
One of them rolls their eyes, lunging to grab you but you slide down the wall, curling into a ball.
“Stupid mutt” one of them tuts as they yank you off the floor.
You yelp, head spinning for a moment at the sudden movement.
You could feel the anxiety crawling throughout your body, the low hum from the vents the only distraction from your mind completely breaking down. You’d count the second between each small sound, holding your breath before relaxing because it wasn’t the door to the room opening.
When it did eventually open, you didn’t look up. You couldn’t. But you felt your whole body shiver at the onslaught of new smells wafting into the room.
You’d been laid belly flat on an examination table, arms chained to the side of the bed, ankles shackled to the table and a thick metal collar around your neck so your head couldn’t lift up.
Any anxiety you had was amplified when the heavy pair of footsteps stop. You can see the shadow of a person stood beside your legs.
You struggle, trying to free at least your arms when you hear the rattling of a trolly being pushed into the room. It clacks against the tiled flooring, and you grunt when a heavy hand strokes the top of your head.
Seung, the creep, bends down so he can look into your eyes, “Try to relax yeah? This will end a lot sooner if you just sit still”
You yelp when you feel someone else tug at your tails, hands running across the fur. Tugging each of them apart to look at where they all connected at the base.
Instinctively your tails flick away from the unknow hands. The fur flaring up, making your tails look bushier than usual.
Seung tugs at your hybrid ears, “Stay still” he grits. And if you weren’t so petrified for what was to come you would have snapped back at him.
But you could hear the clanking of metal tools being tosses across the steel trolly.
When more than one pair of hands start pulling at your tails, tears well in your eyes. You don’t know if you’re crying because you’re scared, there’s too much going on or you just really wanted to go back to your somewhat ignorant life with your family, possibly a mixture of all three.
The reality of your situation finally sinking in.
You really missed them.
Its silent for a moment, your ears can pick up the slow puffs of breath from what you guess to be 3 other people in the room. But your brain is too muddled to discern what exactly was happening. You were trying not to panic. Trying to breathe normally and stay calm, but that was starting to get hard.
Seung stands straight, “get to work” he addresses the other people in the room.
Your eyes widen as the buzzing of the electric razor fills the silence of the room. And you struggle, legs and arms pulling at the chains.
You ignore how tender your skin feels as it rubs back and forth across the coarse metal, teeth sinking into your bottom lip as you yank the chains. Hoping that the adrenaline coursing through your body would give you enough strength to snap the metal.
“Stop please” you cry as someone grabs your tails.
You feel their fingers card through a couple of them, picking one of the longer ones before tugging it closer to their body.
You feel a second pair of hands bunching up the rest of your tails, pulling them away from the one that had been separated from the bunch, giving whoever had grabbed the first one enough access to get to work.
“No, no, no” You continue to cry, ignoring the sting of the rashes on your wrists and ankles.
Someone slaps the back of your thigh, holding your legs down. And you sob.
The sound of the electric razor starts up again and you start to sobbing harder. Wailing as you feel the fur to one of your tails slowly drop to the floor.
You snivel as the sound of the razor stops, cringing as the cool air hits the bare skin of one of your tails.
It’s quiet for a moment, and you think maybe its over. The muscles in your arms twitch slightly from the adrenaline, fight or flight instinct kicking in. Your fingers twitching a little as you try to process the feeling of your tail being a lot lighter than it had before, plus multiple pairs of arms grabbing you where you were most sensitive.
Your breaths come out in short bursts, and your head feels a little dizzy at the lack of oxygen.
You jaw slackens when a searing pain shoots down your spine, whole body trying to seize on itself but failing when you tug at the restraints again.
“I don’t think we cut off enough” you hear a feminine voice, “We might as well get more while we’re here”  
“No, no more” you choke, feeling bile raise in your throat.
They ignore you, shuffling around your body as another pair of arms come to hold down your lower half so you don’t flail about to much.
You let out a cry of pain as the same searing feeling shoots across your body.
You feel the weight of where your tail once was drop, a soft thump as it hits the ground. Not only had they cut it once, but they’d gone in a second time.
Tears cascade down your cheeks.
They’d cut your tail off.
Your mind blanks.
They’d cut your tail off.
You don’t notice when one of the nurses tut when you throw up, parts of the snacks you’d eaten at Jungkook’s place who knows how long ago resurfacing. You don’t even realise the food had made its way back up until you’re almost choking on it, trying to breathe properly.
They’d cut your tail off.
You inhale in short intervals, whole body practically vibrating in a mixture of pain and panic.
They’d cut your tail off.
The small pinpricks of needles poking through your skin felt like nothing compared to the pain the lower half of your body was experiencing.
Everything else felt like a blur, you could briefly feel a nurse bandage up what was left of your tail, a small stump of flesh and muscle. You could feel how your other tails were soaking in the blood that would have likely spurted where they’d snipped your tail off.
The cotton they placed on the inside of your elbow felt too itchy, bandages covering it too sticky.
When they unlock your ankles and wrists, you don’t move. Can’t move. No matter how much you chanted in your head for your legs to pick you up and take you away, you couldn’t.
You think you’re looking at yourself when a tall man picks you up. The reflection in the two-way mirror didn’t look like you. You looked tired, a small trail of sick dripping down your chin, mixing with your pearly tears, staining the collar of the hospital gown.
Of course, that was you in the reflection, no one else had nine tails.
Your eyes flit to them.
Oh. The person in the reflection only had eight and quarter tails. Even a quarter seemed generous for the stump that was left.
Maybe it wasn’t you?
Maybe this was just a crazy dream.
You felt bad for them, they looked tired. They looked like they needed a warm bath and a long hug. They needed to rest.
You register that it was you. The reflection really was you. They had tears falling down their cheeks just like you did, their eyebrows were furrowed in pain just like yours were, and although your eyesight had gone a little hazy, you could see the sad sight that was you. Staring pitifully back at yourself from the reflection.  
Before you can get a proper look at yourself, the man carrying you makes his way to the door.
You see the small test tubes of your own blood. You cringe at the state of the examination table, just as bloody as your pristine white fur was.
You try not to close your eyes. Knowing that you would probably pass out if you did.
You try to remember the direction to the basement, so if you ever got the opportunity to escape, you’d know a way out. But the directions kept getting jumbled. Your mind reeling back to the unexplainable pain your body was feeling.
It was nothing like you’d ever felt before. Worse than when you’d broken an arm when you were younger, worse than anything you’d wish on your worst enemy.
You register than you’d been placed on the mattress back in your cell. And you briefly register that the old man was looking over at you in pity.
You want to tell him to stop looking at you like that. But your mouth wouldn’t open. Talking felt like it would hurt too much.
He watches your crystal tears slips from your eyes. Hobbling over he stands in-front of the bars that separate the two of you.
His eyes trail to the mess of your tails, floppy against the mattress. He frowns at the poor bandage work, how blood was already seeping through the thin layer of linen. He notices how unfocused your eyes are and wonders how much it must have hurt to have such a sensitive part of your body brutally snipped off.
“I used to have four ears” he says, not sure if you heard him or not.
He watches your eyes flick up to look at his face, so he continues, “At least you have eight more, yeah?” he motions to your pile of tails.
You close your eyes. Swallowing another sob as you try to pretend you aren’t in pain. If you ignored it long enough then maybe it would go away. If you ignore what he said, then maybe your ninth tail would grow back.
You’d never been fond of your tails; it had always made you stick out like a sore thumb. Always the butt of others’ jokes because you were different.
They’d always been in the way, always were more work. Made showering longer, and drying them took forever.
But Taehyung though they were pretty.
And Jimin like to brush them.
Hoseok liked to bury his face in them.
And Jin had always adored the way they made you look.
Maybe this was one of those moments where you never knew you missed something until it was gone. You really had hated them for so long. But you’d started to accept them. Because your family loved your tails. So why couldn’t you?
Jin had explained that tails should be a point of pride. That you shouldn’t be ashamed. Because they made you, you.
If you thought you hated them before you sure as hell do now.
You missed home.
You missed your family.
Maybe you were too optimistic, maybe they weren’t coming for you. Maybe they were finally free, like a bird. Like you’d always wanted to be. They all deserved the best life and you’re happy you could provide that for them. Jin could finally rest, he wouldn’t need to work anymore now that he had the inheritance money and house that was fully paid for. Namjoon and Yoongi would have one less problem to deal with as well.
Having your tail cut off could only be the worst they would do to you here, so you could rest easy now. Surely, they’d treat you a little better, leave you alone like they’d left the old man beside you alone. You wouldn’t mind the slices of bread, or the mattress even if it was soaking up your blood, if only they would leave you alone.
You had all you needed. The memories of what once was enough to keep you going.
And if you really thought hard enough, you could feel the ghost of their touch soothing you as you curled up on the old mattress. Warm hands running across your cold skin. You could see each and every one of their smiles, and that was enough comfort for you finally close your eyes and rest.
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“Done!” Sora shouts, startling everyone awake.
They all scramble to crowd around the laptop, eyes reading over all of their information under Namjoon and Yoongi’s names.
Jin almost drops his phone as he pulls it out of his pocket, Jimin having to hold his hands for a moment to help him stop shaking as he calls Namjoon.
The younger producer picks up almost instantly, Jin giving him no time to speak.
“Everything is clear, get ready to leave. We’re bringing Y/n home” He scrambles to grab his car keys, cursing as he knocks his head on the wall.
Hyerin unlocks her phone, fingers deftly typing a message to Yoongi with all the legal documents he would need.
Her eyes scan over your adoption papers, biting her lip in thought. She looks down at Sora, “You’re still in that hybrid activist group online, right?”
Sora nods, “yeah, why?”
Hyerin waits until all the others have left the room, “We might need their help” she gives the girl a knowing smile.
Today, she’d bring you home.
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YOOOUUUU MY DEAR ARE NOT BORING!!!!!!! ur so sweet and clever and very perceptive.. (LOOK BIG WORDS!!) u are like a little reminder to me bc i say everything that comes to mind and the forget it right after and then u mention it and im like WOW THAT DID HAPPEN!!!! im listening to fall out boy. where did i go wrong. im so BORED i cant wait to get tired oh WAIT im waiting for a text message.. ALSO I HAD THERAPY TODAY AND I WAS GONNA BE SUPER UP STRAIGHT W HER BUT THEN I GOT NERVOUS AND LIED. BUMMER!!! i will be 100% next time. i will try to be 100% next time. ALSO I HAVE TO MAKE MY VOICE SOUND MORE ENERGETIC BC PEOPLE KEEP TELLING ME I SOUND GLOOMY. so much to do, i am craving a nap. im gonna take a nap in like.. a couple hours JUST KIDDING ACTUALLY IM GONNA PLAY GENHSINNNN i need to pull this stupid little ice boy.. THIS IS TOO LONG TO BE REAL OK IM DONE IM GONNA SEND ANOTHER WHERE I TALK AB SOMETHING MORE OF IMPORTANCE.
-HOLY FUCKING SHIT.
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sweet and clever and perceptive?🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 don't make me s*ft cat ISBDNDKDK ILY
i do be remembering a lot idk how my brain has any capacity left bUT i hope you feel better when i tell you i also listened to dance dance just yesterday so.....idk we both went wrong somewhere
it's hard being honest in therapy even though technically that's the whole point. i also just end up talking aboutmy cats or feminism instead of talking about how i fucking hate myself JEBNSDIDDKND HELP but i'm proud of you for wanting to try!!!!! a big step, it's hard being honest about how you feel, 'm gonna try to do that next time too!!!!
you do love to jump from topic to topic but i actually really like that, i have fun reading your messages and i love that you're not afraid to spam me<3 you're the perf extrovert to my introvert heh, do you kin noya or bokuto by any chance IEBDSNKDEKEND
WAIT THATS SO FUNNY BC I DID GET CALLED FOX QUITE A FEW TIMES!!!! some of my friends said that i'm quite timid so nobody would expect that i'm really observant, clever and sly!!!! and i was like 👁👄👁 i am? IBENDEKKE SO IM SURPRISED TO HEAR YOU SAY THAT TOO BUT EEEEEE I LOVE FOXES
heh that's what i was going for with peachycoreroo and peachykuroo, glad you caught that!!!!!
i love that you've got the wink and sos emoji in your recents IEBDLDIDKDKDKD HERE ARE MINE 😭🥺👁😩👄🧍‍♂️💀💗✋🏼😔👈🏼👉🏼💖💓💞💘😌😃🥲🤌🏼😡👍🏼😤😮‍💨💍👀🥰✨⁉️😍
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kyovtani · 4 years ago
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ASKS
hey babies! i’ve decided to answer the asks about back to life one and two like this because ive received so so so many and you guys blew me away so answering every single one of them is the least i can do to show you guys just how grateful i am. thank you so much for giving both parts SO much love, i love and appreciate you guys and the support you’re constantly sending my way with my whole entire heart <33
BYE THE FIC IS SO GOOD SO FAR. MY ANXIETY THO FROM THE ENDING, LIKE PLS KYO REALIZE THE MCS ANXIETY PLS DONT GO OUT WITH SORA PLEASE PLEASE HE SEEN HOW SHE DIDNT LOOK OKAY WHEN HE CAME IN PLEASE REALIZE HER ANXIETY PLEASE
– THANK YOU SO SO MUCH BABY !! this was the very first ask about back to life and it’s honestly the cutest thing ever! I hc Kyoutani to be rally understanding of things like anxiety and depression, generally mental health so that’s why it was easy for him to understand the reader’s situation and mindset! 
BACK TO LIFE!!!!!!!! MY HEART!!!!!?! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SO GOOD!!!!! i was really excited when you started posting about it!! i can't wait for part 2, i wanna know how they fix this!
AAAH !! thank you so much for the love and support baby!!!! I really hope you enjoyed part 2 just as much, sending you lots of smooches MWAH
OH MY GOD THE KYO FIC IS AMAZING
THANK YOU SO MUCH BABY !!!!! 
OH MY GOD YOUR KYOUTANI FIC HAS ME ACTUALLY FROTHING I LOVE IT SM
IM NOT KIDDING WHEN I SAY THAT MY JAW ACTUALLY DROPPED AT THE LAST COUPLE PARAGRAPHS AS WELL I CANT WAIT FOR PART 2
AAAH YOU GUYS !!! this made me so happy !!! thank you so much and I hope part two met your expectations and you enjoyed the ending MWAH!! 
HOLY FUCK THAT KYOUTANI FIC WHEW IT WAS SO SO GOOD IM SO EXCITED FOR PART 2
thank you for the food <33
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE LOVE AND SUPPORT BABY !!!
YOUR KYOTANI FIC AHHHHHHH my heart can’t handle this
I AM SO GLAD YOU ENJOYED IT BABY !!!
OW THE END ON BACK TO LIFE HURTED THOUGH GDFGHJDFHJRY
Was overwhelmed by the hurty that I forgot to say how much I ADORE your characterization of Kyoutani. fdjkhgjkgdr
THANK YOU SO MUCH !! honestly- that means the world to me, probably the best compliment you can give me :((
Back to life was so good OMG 😳😳 HELLO??? You're amazing
Thank you so much, my love! it honestly is everything to me when you guys tell me such sweet things I love you so much MWAH!!
the new fic did not help me with my insecurities now i’m just frustrated and insecure. great writing tho.
honestly- same. when I wrote this, I lit indulgent every bit of my mind working into this fic and thats why it means so much to me ?? so youre not alone, my love; but thank you so much <33
The way I panicked at the end of the fic thinking there wasn’t gonna be more to it, holy shi that fox was so good I almost cried thinking they were just gonna end things like that 🥺🥺🥺🥺
I’d NEVER end a fic like that- I hate bad endings and cannot stand cliffhangers but the formatting didn't give me another choice im sorry for the heart attack baby kfhflashsj but am glad you liked it!
@au-roraaa said: ZADE I WAS NEVER A KYO FUCKER BUT I THINK YOUVE CONVERTED ME HOLY FUCKSJFJSJDJSN
THIS IS MY JOB AT THIS POINT I WANT YOU ALL TO TURN INTO KYOU FUCKERS KSSSOH 
UR THE BEST WRITER WTF?? WHEN DO U THINK PART TWO WOULD BE UP... and does kyoutani flirt with sora 😣💔
YOU GUYS- NOOO- pls my heart made a loop :(( I love you so much :(( thank you baby and I think now you know what he does with sora MWAH
@kawakuto said: hi hi zade!🤩 (ajdjs idk if you remember me but i moved main blogs and I was @/gukooky before LOL) THE KYOUTANI FIC ANDJWNS I DIDNT EXPECT THE END WAHHHH🥺🥺 it was so well written omg I loved it!! (wtf kyoutani, you said we were going slow what if I wasn’t ready to call u my boyfriend wtffff😔😔 pain.)
AAAAH OFC I DO REMMEBER !! hope youre doing well baby !!! and thank you SO much for your sweet words, I honestly appreciate them so much :((<33
pls I’m in love with your writing. You write kyoutani so well so now I’ll always be grabbing at any crumbs you send my way 🥵
thank you so so so much baby!!!! these kinda words always hit me right at the heart, I appreciate them so much and I love you sm much
bb i love ur kyoutani fic sm :(( ur rlly so talented <33 i look forward to pt 2 ^3^
thank you so much baby, sending a smooch your way mwah 
zade that kyoutani piece im in so much pain why would u do this to me 💔💔💔💔
believe me when I say It hurt me even more than you </3
I just finished reading part 2 and it waS SO GOODAJSFHJLFG you did amazing!! (n˘v˘•)¬
THANK YOU SO MUCH BABY !!!
Hi! New nonnie coming through :) First time I'm writing something because I'm such a nervous wreck but I just had to
THE FIC WAS SO GOOD THE VIBES ARE CHEFS KISS. IT WAS SO GOOD I LITERALLY DROOLED I CAN NOT GET OVER IT !
Mister kyotani pls rail me thanks 🐱
THANK YOU AAAH YOURE SO CUTE !!! I truly appreciate this with my whole entire heart so thank you so much baby, hope you have a good one mwah
Wait did he do anything with Sora?
nope!! they just went to the party together but in my mind he didn’t even hug her and she didn’t try anything else, too, simply bc she knew how in love he is with reader!!
YOUR MINDDDDD!! THE KYOU FIC WAS SOOOO GOOOD!! Omg i hope you do a part 3 😭😭
i have a Little sequel which is really really soft but I'd love to write some more for it! 
@soranihimawari said: Part 1 & 2 with kyoutani was amazing as always Zade! I really liked the ending. This was such a fun read. I was wondering who’s else would be sharing the apartment with Kyoutani. What made you choose tattoo artist Iwa & Oikawa? Those two made me chuckle with the way they came in like that. Hope you have a great day/evening/late night/etc.
✌🏼&💜
—sora—
aaah thank you so so much, baby!! I truly appreciate your sweet words, youre the cutest! regarding your question: You shares an apartment with Iwa, Oikawa and Yahaba (who also works at the tattoo studio!) and i don't know to be really honest- I just like the thought of these three being really good friends so after contemplating whether or not to go with iwaoi or matsuhana, I ended up going with those two dorks! hope you have a good one baby mwah!!
@sakusapetals said: PLEASEE I LOVE YOUR WRITING SO MUCH
AAAH THANK YOU SO SO MUCH BABY !!! I LOVE YOU SM 
How long did it take you to write the entire two parts? Like wow that’s alot👁👄👁 i adore long fics though
oooh- hm ?? tbh i don't really know ?? I can’t remember ?? I think it took me about a month or like three weeks since I did write it all in one go yk? it was the only WIP I worked on during that time and it felt SO relieving to publish it! 
AAAHHH the kyou fic was a masterpiece bb!!! ❤️❤️
thank you so so so much baby!!<33
U LITERLALT WRIYE KYOU THE BEST ABSOLUTE BEST. he’s so aggressive and demanding but he still is willing to show someone special his vulnerability. I LOVE READING STUFF ABOUT HIM FROM U
AAAAH thank you so much- you guys have no idea how much these kinda comments mean to me- I love you so MUCH MWAH 
I just read the first part of "back to life" an it had me speechless so many times, almost cried at the end, it's honestly so well written. I'm off to read part two. Have a nice day 🐰
sdoalfsla thank you so much baby! I hope you enjoyed both parts equally as much and thank you for all the love mwah!!<3
Hana is a baddie
SHE IS!! she’s literally the baddest bitch to ever exist ft. saeko ofc but nobody acknowledges it </3
@tonhwa said: I’m in love with the way you write kyoutani pls. Even your previous fics on your old account ( if you don’t mind me mentioning it ) are so fucking amazing. GOSH YOU CHARACTERIZE HIM SO WELL AND THE PLOT IS ALWAYS SO JUICY AND INTERESTING I CANT HELP BUT GO BACK AND READ IT. and then you release this fucking wonderful piece and I feel like it’s my birthday even though it’s already passed LOL ty ily have a wonderful day I’m sobbing tears of happiness
YOU GUYS PLEASE- the fact this made me tear up when I first read it- thank you SO much honestly. knowing you guys enjoy my characterization of my favorite character is honestly everything to me so thank you sm I love you baby have a good one!!<3
I’ve been on this app from high school, and now I’m a college grad. I have to say I’ve never sent a message to anyone I’ve followed. But that tattoo artist! Kyou fic, part 1 and 2 are 😩💕 *chefs kiss* you are one of my favorite writers I’ve ever followed since joining this app. You NEVER disappoint!
-💕 a very satisfied reader
thank you so much baby!! aaah this is honestly so so sweet :(( thank you for taking the time out of your day to send me such a sweet thing, I appreciate it and you so much mwah!!
i gotta say babe THANK YOU FOR THE KYOTANI CONTENT!! muAAAAHH💞💞
NOO THANK YOU GUYS FOR GIVING IT SO MUCH LOVE MWAH!!!
i love kyoutani and he obvs deserves his dick sucked 🤧🤧 but i catch him posting up with other girls I DONT CARE THE SITUATION he gonna catch these hands for a real one 👊🏼👆🏼🤜🏼🥊🥊 kidding 😐😐😐 he’d body me
pls the way this had me chuckling like crazy bc same sajlskjpw he can get mad all he want but he better stay his pretty ass where he is- by my side  😌
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3, 18, 24 for the obscure asks? 💚
Hi Seb!! I hope ur doing well ily 🤍
3. what movie/game/etc. helps you calm down?
Handsome Devil is definitely one of my comfort movies and always makes me feel better but if I don’t have the time or the energy to watch the whole thing re-reading my favourite books is nice too (like childhood ones that make it easy to not think for a bit: Peter Pan, the Penderwicks, Anne of Green Gables)
18. what animal would you keep as a pet, if you could?
We’re ignoring all unethical implications here lol but I would say either an elephant, a lion, or a fox (or a bat they’re so cute 🥺)
24. what is your favourite thing to learn about?
I’ve already answered this but I’m gonna answer it differently bc I love learning about so many different things,,,, stage fighting! I love it! It’s so fun! I love learning how to do it I love watching other ppl do it I love learning and hearing about how it’s done and what tricks are used, I love hearing about the history of stage fighting and I even like hearing about all the cautionary tales (there was a guy in Stratford who got his eye sliced with a sword bc his partner wasn’t practicing it safely and the show continued after that) idk it’s just really cool and practically it’s really fun to do so yes! That ☺️
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molihuas · 4 years ago
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favorite books of 2020!
tagged by @kagetatsumis. ily condy. <3 in no particular order! top 10 books i’ve read in 2020 are:
the blade itself by joe abercrombie — hello??? the best written characters i’ve ever read?? the only grimdark i’ve ever loved not to mention liked???? so many shoujo manga tropes (yes, shoujo manga tropes) subverted beautifully?? tbh this just has a lot of manga / video game tropes in general LOL. and i loved every single one of them.
the bird & the blade by megan bannen — the pacing of the plot was SO WELL DONE WITH THIS ONE. SO. WELL. DONE. the characters’ voices were distinct and immersive! the LINGUISTICS, the RESEARCH DONE TO MAKE IT THE LANGUAGE AND THE CULTURE OF THE ERA AND COUNTRY LEGITIMATE??? listen... 🤌🏻 also everyone knows i’m a hoe for family dynamics and the father-son + found family here was just. just!!! choice. ✨
radio silence by alice oseman — hi, i’m no contempoary expert but even i know this is a literary treasure of this generation. hands down best coming of age i’ve ever read AND IF YOU WANT TO a) cry a lot, get attached to and immensely relate even tho ur already in ur 20s or b) educate urself on our generation U SHOULD READ THIS. thank u.
the way of kings by brandon sanderson — if u like epic epic fantasy aka reading a whole ass saga about larger than life things and crying over a precious boy who’s well! the ‘perfect hero’ type of character ngefl! but hey epic highs and lows and the best fight scenes!! well then. you should read this.
the diviners by libba bray — just check out my review. this is definitely one example of perfect storytelling.
shadow of the fox by julia kagawa — i’m pretty sure this is the only book i pulled an all nighter reading this year. it was A WHOLE TREAT to read. i’m not usually fangirling about romance but geez louise this one’s SO CUTE.
girls of paper and fire by natasha ngan — THE BEST WLW IVE READ IN MY ENTIRE LIFE SO FAR. criers war, please get out of the way. ALSO THE WORLD WAS SOOO INTERESTING.
beach read by emily henry — DHDJDKDJD i’ve never enjoyed an adult contemporary ROMANCE so much and it wasn’t even because of the romance (maybe unsurprisingly). it was because of the CULT STUFF. look... all i can say is the healing from trauma here was written soooooo fucking nicely. HELLO! IT WAS AMAZING.
the poppy war by r. f. kuang — i was not a fan of the pacing (especially of the character arc, less so for the overarching plot) and that stuff’s really important to me BUT THE CULTURAL VALUE OF THIS BOOK cannot be ignored. especially since i’m east asian. alsooooo for a debut it’s insanely impressive for what it accomplishes to tell in 500~ pages. like. yes of course i’m fucking taking pointers from kuang.
no longer human + the setting sun by osamu dazai — yes i’m cheating by putting two in one bullet point, WHAT ABOUT IT. these were just so very well written and no other author had made me feel the way dazai has. i doubt anyone ever will. it’s such a unique flavor of EMPTINESS, how can they? ... that may sound horrendous but this guy is a king at symbolism and CLASSY foreshadowing. like if you told me that was the only reason why this is a classic, i would believe you.
tagging! @seomarshalls and @darrigann because i have no other friends.
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jooohoneybee · 5 years ago
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the ultimate tag!!
thank u @penicillinjimin for tagging me!!! ily 💞💞💞
—Personal
Name: courtney
Nickname(s): idk I don't rlly have any 🥺
Birthday: july 28, 1996
Age: 23
Zodiac: leo 💁‍♀️
Nationality: American 🤢
Languages: English, I can read/pronounce german but my understanding is limited
Gender: female
Sexuality: bi/pan
Height: 5′1
Meaning behind URL: moon - jin changed my life tbh 🥺
— Favs
Favourite animals: foxes, racoons, opossums, squirrels
Favourite books: the monstrumolgist series - rick yancey also all of caitlin doughtys books
Favourite colour: pink
Favourite fictional characters: donna noble, the 4th doctor, sarah jane smith (dr who), cristina yang, meredith grey, lexi grey, amelia sheppard (greys anatomy), sailor jupiter, sailor mars (sailor moon), margaret houlihan, hawkeye pierce, trapper john mcintyre, klinger, radar (mash) oop that's a lot I'll stop now skakdkka
Favourite flower: idk roses I guess but like not red ones, I saw some blue roses once and i rlly liked them
Favourite scent: like something masculine like men's cologne but a Good one u know
Favourite season: fall
— Random
Average hours of sleep: either like 5 or 12
Cats or dogs: cats
Coffee, tea or hot chocolate: tea
Current time: 7:28pm
Dream trip: back to munich tbh but I also wanna travel like alot too so skakdk
Dream job: addictions counselor
Hobbies: singing, playing clarinet, composing, watercolors, making my friends smile 🥺
Last movie watched: session 9 I think? it was rlly good n scary
Last tv-show watched: uhhh I think atla
Last song listened to: jungle game - sf9
Number of blankets you sleep with: one
Things you’re looking forward to: deadass nothing :/
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vacuousauto · 4 years ago
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tysm for tha ask molli!! ill talk abt kny here bc its takin over my life rn qwq
spoilers ahead 4 tha whole series!!
📃 what is the plot of your hyperfixation? and is it a movie, game, show, etc?
kny is a manga w an anime adaptation thats had 1 season so far n a movies bein made of my fav arc!! (also this plot desc may not b perfect bc i havent read it in like 4 months)
its abt a boy called tanjirou whos whole family got killed by a demon, n his sister nezuko got turned into a demon (which fun fact: in kimetsu theyre man-eatin creatures w different powers called blood demon arts!!)
hes sent by giyuu (a demon slayer!) 2 join tha demon slayer corps so hell become stronger n mayb get a little revenge. as a treat (and also mayb find a way 2 turn nezuko human?)
as he trains he learns how 2 do water breathing (a sword technique taught by him n giyuus mentor, urokodaki) n his final challenge is 2 cut a massive boulder in half w his sword
its real hard 4 him (as u can imagine) so 2 kids in fox masks named sabito n makomo come n help him, but after tanjirou cuts tha rock n tells urokodaki abt him its revealed theyre dead???
@ final selection (basically a demon slayer entrance exam where u win by surviving on a demon-infested mountain 4 seven days) he learns from a real fucked up demon that hes exclusively been targetin urokodakis students n that not even sabito could slice its neck open?? (thats how him n makomo died)
after tanjirou kills tha demon n basically puts all tha water breath students’ souls @ peace he passes tha exam!! its been 7 days n now he gets his nichirin blade (the only kinda sword that can kill a demon, tha only 2 ways they can die is thru a slice 2 tha neck from a nichirin blade n sunlight)
turns out nezuko was turned by the strongest demon of all, michael jackson muzan kibutsuji, n so he sets out 2 hunt him down n try 2 kill him
but he aint so strong @ first so he needs 2 try 2 take down tha twelve kizuki first (the 12 strongest demons besides muzan)
another reason he needs 2 kill tha kizuki is 2 gather their blood for a demon named tamayo n her assistant yushirou!! tamayo can make a cure if tanjirou can gather blood samples 4 her (the stronger tha demon tha more of muzans blood they have so hes gonna have 2 aim high)
he meets a bunch more slayers along tha way, includin zenitsu (a scaredy cat thunder breath user who basically simps 4 nezuko n becomes a badass when hes asleep) n inosuke (a rowdy beast breath user who wears a boar mask n lived in tha mountains)
after lower moon 5 gets killed by giyuu, nezuko unlocks her blood demon art (exploding blood!) n tanjirou remembers how 2 use tha hinokami kagura, him n nezuko get captured by a slayer called shinobu qwq
turns out she n giyuu are 2 of the nine hashira, the strongest of all tha demon slayers!! but theyre all havin a debate over whether they should kill tanjirou n nezuko 4 goin against corps rules n travelin w a demon
eventually oyakata-sama (tha leader of tha slayer corps) comes in n tells em its ok, urokodaki sent a letter explainin that nezukos never hurt anyone n if she does, tanjirou giyuu n urokodaki all have 2 die basically
oyakata-sama also tells em that tanjirous met kibutsuji, at which everyone goes feral at (and understandably, none of em had ever even seen him before hes that elusive)
so they get 2 live bc theyre like. tha best hope the slayers have @ findin kibutsuji
the rest of the hashira are kyoujurou (flame), muichirou (mist), mitsuri (love), obanai (serpent), gyoumei (stone), tengen (sound) n sanemi (wind)
theres also kanao (shinobus pupil, flower breathing) n genya (sanemis brother, eats demons 2 gain power n basically become a demon temporarily, also He Has A Gun)
ive gone on a lot here so ill try 2 keep it brief now but i HAVE 2 explain infinity train or ill die (slight suicide tw but no one actually does that outside of dreams)
BASICALLY the lower 6 moons have a meetin @ kibutsujis infinity castle, muzan decides 2 dismantle tha lower moons bc they keep fuckign dying
all of em get their shit wrecked except enmu, who avoided death by usin muzans “dont tell me what 2 do” rule against him n beggin 4 death basically
so he gets a metric fuckton o blood n goes off 2 kill tanjirou
turns out he keeps killin people on his train n kyos gone 2 investigate!! the main gang (the kamaboko gang as the fandom calls it) are there too bc tanjirou needs 2 investigate what hinokami kagura really is (turns out its sun breathing, the og form and ones that only folks w the same mark on his forehead can use) n if anyone knows abt the alleged “fire breathing” as they know it rn its the fire hashira!!
so they get on tha train (inosukes lovin tha experience bc hes Literally Never Seen A Train Before) n kyo basically adopts the whole group
they take some tickets n promptly fall asleep HERES WHERE ENMUS DEMON ART COMES INTO PLAY!!! DREAM MANIPULATION BABEYYY
BASICALLY he can make people fall asleep in a buncha ways (the mouths on his hands, his weird eye thingies, the tickets) n once thats happened he n his henchmen can access said dreams (he can even control em!!) n if they find tha “spiritual core” they can destroy it n essentially leave em as an empty shell thatll never wake up!! yaaaaaay /s
he fails bc tanjirou realises a way out n its by cuttin his own head off in his dream, eventually everyones awake again n tanjirou finds enmu on tha roof(?) of tha train
after a while he does manage 2 decapitate him but surprise!!! hes not dead
turns out he literally FUSED WITH THA TRAIN n is plannin on eatin everyone inside, includin kyo n the gang
but he doesnt bc Main Protags Cant Die(tm) n dies while complainin that he wants a redo (sorry enmu, ily but u cant turn back time unless ur yoshikage kira)
also sidenote enmus tha only kizuki w/o a canon backstory as far as i can remember and????? H??
ANYWHO after that whole debacle basketball akaza (UPPER moon 3) shows himself!!! FUCK
n after all that struggle against the 8th strongest demon of all time now they gotta deal w tha 4th strongest????? damn,
so yeah it goes how youd imagine, its a tough fuckin battle n its Not Fun but it turns out kyoujurou fucking dies n i genuinely didnt realise until he said “kamado my boy, lets have one final chat” bc i was so in denial n lets face it i still am now
long story short idk how im gonna manage 2 get thru the movie w/o breakin down @ the end
anyway after that horrible horrible time tanjirou goes n meets senjurou, kyos little bro, who gives him kyos sword guard thing (its shaped like a flame!!) n i havent read it in a while so i cant FULLY remember but i think this is where he learns abt sun breathing??
after that they end up goin on a mission in tha red light district w tengen, his 3 wives are there 2 serve as spies (theyre kunoichi, which i think are ninjas of some kind??) n the boys have 2 find em
they do manage 2 find em but not after runnin into upper moon 6, who are 2 twins called daki n gyuutarou
after that fight tengen has 2 retire bc he got fucked up p bad from that fight n he wants 2 make sure tha girls are ok above all
so after that arc tanjirou n nezuko go down 2 tha swordsmith village (bc the guy who usually makes his swords is fuckin tired of repairin it) n run into mitsuri!! she tells tan that theres smth in tha forest thatll make him stronger
ngl this is tha arc i remember tha least abt so this desc is prolly SO inaccurate despite havin 2 o my favs in it)
but muichirou shows himself too n hes mean 2 tanjirou >:/ (he does get nicer eventually but 2 him specifically)
a 10 y/o kid named kotetsu shows tan this 6 armed trainin robot called yoriichi type 0 (based on tha first slayer 2 use sun breathin) n tanjirou breaks it by accident qwq
but he keeps trainin thanks 2 kotetsu but tha kids a harsh fuckin trainer ill tell u that
anyway so we have a whole buncha demons 2 deal w here except most of em are 1 demon split into different parts
hantengu n gyokko, upper moons 4 n 5 respectively!! mui deals w gyokko while mitsuri genya nezuko n tanjirou deal w hantengu
in these fights mitsuri n mui get their demon slayer marks!! these are marks that they get when they surpass the limits of tha human body n they look like tha marks demons have (muis looks like clouds on his cheeks n mitsuris is 2 hearts on her collarbone)
next up is tha hashira trainin arc!! everyone gets trained by each of tha hashira 2 try n unlock their slayer marks
each have a dif trainin style that focuses on dif stuff (for example gyoumei focuses a lot on physical strength n stuff like that, obanai is more abt accuracy) n this is where giyuus backstory gets revealed bc he doesnt think hes worthy o bein a hashira :((
basically him n sabito were absolute besties!! they both trained together n sabito basically told him not 2 die ever
but it all goes wrong @ final selection- sabito manages 2 take down every demon on tha mountain but one of em, that bein the hand demon that exclusively targets water breathers (theyre easy 2 distinguish bc of their blue haoris n custom made fox masks)
he manages 2 save giyuu n everyone else from tha selection except 4 himself (this is why giyuus haori is like that- its made from his sister n sabitos haoris)
giyuu blames himself 4 both of their deaths bc he failed 2 protect em n says that he doesnt deserve 2 have passed tha selection let alone b a hashira,, but tanjirou convinces him otherwise!! ^^
then one day while giyuus trainin w sanemi disaster hits- oyakata-sama, his wife n two of their kids just died
the 2nd to last arc- the infinity castle!! thingsre gettin real n muzans revealed himself
in tha infinity castle EVERYONES there but can u really blame em theyve been workin up 2 this 4 millenia
shinobu runs into upper moon 2- douma, aka the bastard that killed her sister as well as inosukes mum
she is. justifiably pissed. n she gives it her all but he kills her :(( douma ily but also FUCK YOU.
so perfect timing!!! heres her adopted sister!! as well as inosuke!!!! revenge battle time >:0
in the end shinobus poison is what kills him- her whole body is filled w wisteria poison thats deadly 2 a demon so he basically consumed her whole body weight in poison rip
but ofc word gets out via messenger crow that shes dead n its just a real sad moment tbh :( but theres no time 4 that bc giyuu n tanjirou just ran into akaza >:((
so tanjirous pissed as hell now n w their combined efforts they take down tha basketball lookin bastard (bastardball??)
meanwhile obanai n mitsuri (n yushirou iirc?? he uses his own art 2 control her @ some point tho i cant remember when) deal w tha new upper moon 4 (nakime, whos also shiftin tha rooms around w her blood art n makin tha fight super fuckign annoyin tbh) n muichirou genya sanemi n gyoumei deal w kokushibou (upper moon 1, also tha original sun breathers twin brother so he gets moon breathin >:3)
mitsuri n obanai fake their deaths w help from yushirou n muzan falls 4 it, which comes in handy later ;3
zenitsu also deals w his former bully, upper moon 6 aka kaigaku aka dickhead supreme who if zenitsu didnt kill i would personally kill w my bare hands
so after everyones taken down all thats left is muzan >:( muzan kills tamayo real early on n everyones goin all out on him
we also learn that he has multiple brains n hearts in his body eww
also the hashira have their marks now!! but all but sanemi n giyuu get killed n giyuu loses his arm :((((
genya also gets killed noo
eventually ofc the battle is won thanks 2 everyones relief, it took for fuckin ever bc the only way muzan can die is tha sun so they had 2 kill time n keep him out in tha sun 4 a long time
also nezukos been cured!! shes a human!! n shes comin 2 help!!
but OH GOD OH FUCK MUZAN TURNED TANJIROU INTO A DEMON N GIYUUS CRYIN N INOSUKES CRYIN THRU HIS MASK N ITS GOIN SO FUCKING WRONG but he gets tha will 2 turn back bc Fuck You Muzan, The Power Of Friendship Defeats All
the 2nd to last chapter is tha happy endin, the kamaboko gang visit tanjirou n nezukos house, giyuu cuts his hair n SMILES n tha hashira have their final meetin w oyakata-samas son kiriya
i cried readin it ngl their sufferin is finally over...... it cost a lot but now theres no more demons,,,
chapter 205 is set in tha modern day! kanao n tanjirous descendants are shown, as well as zenitsu n nezukos
everyone who died/never had kids get reincarnated (for example gyoumei is now a daycare worker, kyos reincarnation toujurou is besties w one o tans descendants n giyuu (giichi) is friends w sabito again!! makomos their friend too!!
ALSO KIRIYA IS STILL ALIVE hes the oldest man in japan!! this is huge bc the ubayashiki family dont usually live past 30 bc of a curse that was put on em when they had muzan
yushirou is still alive too but thats bc hes a demon n he paints tamayo for a living qwq
it just made me cry so hard bc waaah,,, everyone gets 2 live a demon-free life now,,, anyway typin this took me like an hour im sorry mint (as well as anyone else who read this)
🎥 do you have any favorite scenes from your hyperfixation?
tha infinity train arc as a whole tbh??? its basically enmu n kyoujurous big moment and. i care them sm. i cant wait 4 tha movie qwq except 4 their deaths ofc
🏳‍🌈 do you have any headcanons (lgbt, race, neuro, etc) that are important to you?
i have a lotta headcanons really!! outta my f/os favs tho i hc:
giyuu is trans bi n autistic
kyo is gay n has adhd
muichirou is nb n pan
mitsuri is pan
douma is gay
enmu is nb pan n autistic
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