#fucker literally only apologized because everyone else was being all emotional

[crystalice067]

Probably unpopular opinion

I don't think Bakugou should have gotten a redemption arc

[xxswagcorexx]

hell ya! please info dump about casino quartet that would be awesome

STARTS VIBRATING OKAY!! for those who dont know, casino quartet refers to the group/ship name of ash, branzy, clown, and red (also known as branzypierceswagdoons or the abcd's because. Ashswag Branzy Clown and red. Doons) . i am #)(%*@#()%*#(@% about them 4 reasons i will elaborate down the cut ^_^

reason one: oh my GOD the comedic potential of these fuckers is sooooo. not one ounce of communication or sanity between any of them god bless!!! they are all enablers of different things and all make each other worse!!!! they will kill each other over not doing the dishes!!! also the diff dynamics between all of them would be Insufferable like clown and branzy would just do So Much pda during the most inappropriate times while ash and red have to Put Up with it while beating the shit out of each other <3 cue clown and red coming back home and doing God Knows What (not talking about feelings straight up) (repressed emotions) (bullying) and ash and branzy get white girl wasted on whiteclaw of wine or whatever and ash bitches about red to branzy while branzy calls him babygirl (branzy is the only one that can call ash this) (once red overheard this and ash almost killed him) (he had to be held back by branzy and clown so he wouldn't kill him) (<- this one is sponsored by cherny)

ANYWAYS ash and clown r a funny bunch too. clown would Always attempt to get ash to do stupid shit and try to hit him with the big wet pathetic eyes and "but please?? for me.,.." and it only works 20% of the time when ash caves in (do not worry ash bullies clown back) (also literally based off of this) . both of them think they're the most normal ones . red and branzy r literally just vibing. imagine everyone else being insufferable/them being insufferable to others and they're like "omg hiiii bestie ^_^" and they chill and knit while drinking sweet tea together or whatever . they're awesome

REASON NUMBER 2: PUNCHES THE GROUND ok ok. they're like 0 canon content of them IN VIDEOS but u have to understand : the original team chaos had red in the group . and the only reason red left is bc they didn't tell him anything (also ash was asleep like 90% of the time L) but like. i think u Could do smth interesting with lingering feelings abt team chaos Esp considering ash Did go back to red and apologize for s3/team chaos and gave him favors .,.. that's if u wanna go Canon Compliant ofc but i think there Could be something that u could write abt clown and red being Farely loyal and strategic and ash and branzy being willing to betray and both being wildcards. i feel like u could do smth interesting with that (and also if you wanna go romantic) some polymary negotiations might b fun ti explore :thumbs_up: usually the Link between them is clown and red but i've also seen branzy and ash ^_^ either way they r rlly fun to think about either way!!!

i dont really like a reason number 3 so i will put this mangoball edit here . thank u for letting me indulge in my insanity

[testicularmanslaughtrr]

Hey to round out this new year I wanna bitch about something quick. This is so purely personal I don’t expect anyone to care but I’m trying to like actually heal in the new year. Also I’m a few glasses of wine in and don’t care this is my blog you can read or not

I started the process which took some self reflection cause I had to come to terms with one of the people who hurt me most was someone I made into a “favorite person”. (Hi I have bpd if you don’t know)

This person came on to me, this person flirted with me, this mother fucker confessed feelings to me, fucked me, and then turned around and called ME manipulative and then just tried to forget about me.

Was I at my best during this? Absolutely not. I was an emotional and angry thing who was watching several people I had really cared about slip out of my life. I was acting irrationally and that’s on me.

The saddest thing is honestly I wish I could apologize for a lot of how I handled things. It wasn’t great.

But it takes two to tango and I’m still so angry that this person got to have their fun with me and toss me aside. Get all this flirting and affection, tell me you want to make my heart soar (their words not mine) even get to fuck me and I’m the one who got the backlash. I’m the one who was so easy to throw away…I specifically told this person I was scared to reciprocate feelings because not only do I have BPD and these stupid issues about romance but literally a few months before this I was manipulated into a thankfully very short but very gross relationship with a person who waited till I was stupid tired to confess feelings and convinced me I felt the same. This person knew that happened to me and even talked about being careful and we still both rushed and went too fast. Which is equally my fault but don’t get fuckin JEALOUS and say how much you care about me when this was supposed to be “”casual””

It hurt. It hurt and it sucks that I’d still apologize and want to talk about things.

I know that they’ll never unblock me. I know a lot of people don’t miss me. And that’s okay

Truthfully this was already a couple years ago but it’s still something that’s left a really long scar on me.

I’m glad in some ways I managed to salvage a few things, keep my closest friends and somewhat earn back the friendship of someone I really care about. Who if you’re reading this idk hi, I do think you’re a good guy and I consider you a dear friend who I’m very scared to lose. And I’m again so fucking sorry about everything.

I’m not always a good person. I try. I fail, I’m human. I know everyone else involved is human too, but I do NOT think anything that happened was fair.

Some sad fuckin part of me hopes to wake up to a message every day like “hey. I miss you can we talk?” And I know it’ll never happen so maybe by the end of 2024 I can stop hoping for that lmao.

[saintobio]

When you said that the angst would lean more on the yearning side, I think I get what you mean now 😭 still over here hoping for GojoYn endgame 😔

Thank you for the lovely work Saint! And please get sleep 🥺

Anonymous said

love, the pain is - I just want to cry rn while working and I just I thought I could handle it, I'm used to your level of angst after all haha but wow that hurt me so much bc sn/sy yngojo endgame :'( and it hurts seeing him w someone else as it hurts seeing yn w toji :'( I just feel like I need the whole day to recuperate lol but no seriously another great and amazingly written chapter !! thank you for it, saint!! I hope you're well <3

Anonymous said

I literally felt sick to my stomach after reading the whole gojo / hime thing. i genuinely had hope that we‘ll get gojoxyn again and they’ll be happy together but I just can’t see how it would work out anymore :’( im scared for yn

Anonymous said

nah the way it takes yn years and moving to another continent to only partially get over gojo and move on, but gojo takes a night and sleeps with her best friend??? and keeps it going??? i wouldn’t say it’s a betrayal but that still hurts 😭😭 also if gojo defends utahime when yn goes off on her (as long as what she says is valid)…��gojo ur already on thin ice don’t make it even worse

Anonymous said

yall gojoyn supporters are strong. he has a sidepiece in every story. if i was yn, i would have totally blocked him off my mind the moment i learned abt him and utahime because that would be my peak. just walk away and pretend they dont exist except for when sachi's involved, but he said it himself that they should only cross paths when necessary.

Anonymous said

Saint you are so spot on with this "I love u" bullsh*t from Gojou, and then begging for her to take him back. reminds me so much of my ex lmao i used to believe it, but i learned. so when Gojou said that, I was scoffing to myself lol then he fucked Utahime so i guess i was right. men are so trash. goodluck to Utahime he's ur problem now

Anonymous said

Saint, I’d be honest after you shared that story of yours, where you always put your friends first or you, giving up a man for the sake of friendship had me thinking Utahime is going to be inspired with it 😭 I’m really disappointed, I’m rooting for her to be that kind of friend. Turns out she’s weak for dicks just kidding lmao It’s my fault for setting that expectation to her. I just hope it will be worth it at the end and she’ll not gonna end up with a broken heart and regret for jumping into a relationship with a broken man. I also can’t blame Gojo for jumping to another coochie cause let’s be honest, when we’re broken or sad we tend to decide with our emotions, the what ifs, the hope to fill the void and patch those broken pieces and a good source of distraction I guess?

Anonymous said

ermahgod everyone pls stop asking for smut btw 😃 y'all never really learn ur lesson: the more u ask saint to write something, the more pain u gonna get when she really deliver and it's totally not something you expect. if i have to read a detailed smut of gojohime making love in the future while gojo professes his love for utahime, im blaming all of you anons for asking for more smut 👺i also do not want to read another goodbye-heart-wrenching smut for gojoyn. or tojiyn's. in the words of yn: stop. stop. STOP!!!!

Anonymous said

We all know that Gojou is not in his right state of mind so he's gonna drop Utahime bc he's not ready for commitments at all lmfao 😐

Anonymous said

u know what. GOOD FOR GOJO lmaoooo im at this point where im like “they just need to be happy even if theyre not together”. maybe im just such a gojo fucker that seeing him trying to move on is so nice like i love seeing him speak normally and not crying and apologizing i swear its so refreshing LMAOAOA. maybe im also saying this bc i know his heart wasnt totally in it w/ utahime. while i dont mind them together i also dont mind if gojo and yn end up being endgame because sachi deserves that too. im at a point where really i think im fine with anything thatll happen LMFAOAOO

hey guysss!! tysm for sending all ur thoughts abt sy7. i hope you don’t mind me compiling them bc my askbox is really flooded right now and these are just some of the shorter ones sdjsfjs all the other asks i receieved are really long paragraphs

so sorry i can’t respond individually but i thought it’d be nice for other readers to see the reactions and possibly relate to the anons!! :’)

[catharsis-in-a-bottle]

MY THOUGHTS ON WW84

Spoiler alert: I didn’t like it, so if you don’t wanna hear me being an absolute bitch just move right along

tHiS iS a ShItPoSt

Also, alert for actual movie spoilers lol

Okay so, as per usual, ima just dump all of my thoughts non-chronologically with zero apologies.

FIRST THING’S FIRST: I wanted a better villain. Yeah, that’s right. You know who the villain was in the last movie? Fucking ARIES. The god of fucking WAR. And who is it this time? Some random dude turned ravenous by greed with NO GODLY POWERS? Pedro Pascal, sweetie, I’m sorry, but put that Mando helmet back on and get Grogu back in your arms because the whole ‘mAkE a WiSh you mOtHeRfuCkeRs’ thing just didn’t work.

Going on this ‘I want a god as a villain’ theme, the plot could have totally had more Greek gods tied into it!!! Like, the wish stone? There’s dialogue that’s something along the lines of “you look like you’ve seen a ghost” when Diana reads the inscription inside the wish stone and Diana says “I thought I did.” Like, that means Aries made the stone, right?? She’s having flashbacks and shit, yeah?? I just feel like the *backstory* of the stone could have had more prevalence, idk.

Disregarding the plot and everything else, Gal Gadot looks fucking badass in literally everything she wears.

But, Barbara, honey. What the actual fuck was that leopard shit? She legit turned into a feral furry and went apeshit on everyone?? And the costume design was,,,, um,,,, just very questionable for her

CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT. WHERE THE FUCK WAS IT????? In the last movie, Diana grows SO MUCH!! Like that was the WHOLE POINT!!! And now in this movie, she was an entirely static character, which really just didn’t do it for me. Building upon the theme of static-ness, part of the plot is basically the same as the last movie. Steve has to sacrifice himself and she despairs. It’s literally the same. Rather repetitive.

HOW THE FUCKING SHITTING HELL DID SHE JUST..... FLY???!!!???!!!??!!!

LIKE SHE GRABBED AN AIRPLANE WITH HER LASSO AT FIRST, YEAH, BUT THEN SHE WAS JUST...... FLYING???? LIKE DIDNT SHE LOSE HER POWERS???? WTF???????

*coughs*

Seriously Pedro Pascal grow your fucking mustache back and get a godDAMN BABY YODA IN YOUR ARMS

Alister went through some shit (that is almost definitely not how you spell his name)

THE COLOR SCHEME. Okay, this is a very weird and minute thing, but it’s noticeable for me in EVERY movie. The previous movie had a largely blue and cool-colored lighting throughout nearly the whole thing, except on the island of the Amazons, which I like because it really created the contrast between the island and, you know, the shitty realm of un-godlike humans. In this movie, however, it was very bright and kind of all over the place, and it really just kind of.... blew the mood? Like yeah, overly decadent 80s clothes and shit, but.... something about the previous movie, and how the visual appearance in terms of color made me feel, was just better.

why does tumblr put so much space between bullet points on the mobile app dear lord cthulhu it looks so weird in editing mode i mean y’all won’t see it when i post but s t i l l

Genuinely, I high-key want that golden bird armor thingy because not only *cool in battle* but also *shiny wings*

I hated Babara literally throughout that entire movie I’m sorry, especially when she, you know, became an asshole and started killing innocent peeps, ma’am we don’t do that in this house and it is absolutely okay to want popularity and recognition in this life but not to the point whERE YOU ARE LITERALLY MURDERING PEOPLE

steve came back in some random dude’s body lol

AT LEAST THE DUDE WASN’T AN ASSHOLE THOUGH he was actually really nice to Diana at the end so there’s that

THE FUCKING MEN. THE AMOUNT OF CREEPY AS FUCK, CONTROLLING MISOGYNY ON THOSE GODDAMN SIDEWALKS. THATS RIGHT BARBARA, THE ONE TIME I LIKED YOU WAS WHEN YOU BEAT THAT FUCKER’S ASS. YEAH DIANA, SHOVE THAT BITCH TO THE CONCRETE. My mom was literally making comments about like “yeah most men in the 80s were like that” and I was like JESUS FUCK. i mean lots o bastards are like that today so. yeah. Become Wonder Woman and fucking POWER PUNCH THEM

my gender is lasso of truth

The fight scene graphics in this movie were just OFF. Like, for some reason it looked really cheesy, you know? Overuse of the lasso, perhaps? Or badly timed slow-mo? The world will never know

I love the fact that Diana speaks so many fucking languages like I like her a lot in general okay it was just THIS MOVIE

Okay I’m done being an absolute snob on main, have a nice day, watch the first Wonder Woman and feel happy or edgy or whatever emotions happen to be generated at the moment, YES EDGY IS AN EMOTION

[words-writ-in-starlight]

for the ship headcanon meme: star trek pairing of choice, #16-#20?

Bet you thought I forgot about this ask meme, fuckers!  And you’re right, I did, but the beauty of forgetting is that sometimes you remember.  Anyway, as always, it’s Michael/Saru Hours, lads.

16) When the zombie apocalypse comes, how do they cope together?

This is not a headcanon, but I have this fragment of a fic idea in my head based on this question, and that fragment of a fic idea is like...some kind of case fic where Discovery finds a planet being ravaged by Basically A Zombie Apocalypse and Michael and Saru get stranded there.  Ideally, for my personal enjoyment, I would want to slot it into the plot of s1 as early as possible, because the best/worst dynamic there would be Michael choking with guilt and yet still one of the finest scientific minds in Star Fleet, and Saru unable to keep himself from pressing on the fresh bruise of loss, unable to trust her, and the two of them still working together flawlessly.

Because that’s the thing, isn’t it?  Even when they can’t stand each other, they argue like a choreographed dance, and when the chips are down and they have to think on their feet, they still move like Georgiou’s trusted right and left hands.

Anyway.  That, but make it zombies.

17) When they find a time machine, where do they go?

If Michael came into possession of a time machine that actually allowed her to reliably control where she went and let her come back, I think she would sit down and try to do the temporal math to figure out how to avert the war.  I do not, however, believe that Michael and Saru, survivors of a fair amount of timeline hopping already, would actually risk going back in time.  I think they would both talk about wanting to go back, specifically because they know the other will talk them out of it, but I don’t think they would do it.

That being said, I would love a lotus eater prison AU where Michael and Saru are trapped in an idyllic dream of a world where the Shenzhou was never destroyed, Michael was being prepared to be promoted off the ship as a captain, and Saru was preparing to take her place, ft a lot of sadness about Georgiou and Michael and Saru working together to find a way to wake up.

18) When they fight, how do they make up?

Michael wears Raised On Vulcan tattooed on her face, sometimes, and especially when she defensive or guilty--if she’s angry with Saru, she’ll tell him exactly what she thinks he’s doing wrong, to his face, and it takes her a long time to learn that she should pull that punch a little more with people she cares about.  On the upside, that means that, when she feels like she’s been out of line and unnecessarily harsh, she’ll walk right up to Saru and tell him, blunt as anything, what she did, why she thinks it was wrong, and that she understands if he’s angry with her.  

This was initially…a weird experience for Saru on several levels, if he’s being honest.  A lot of his experience with people is colored heavily by the fact that very few people know how to deal with Kelpiens, and that means that he’s either handled like glass or he puts in the work to be treated like any of the other crew members. He’s not really sure how to deal with someone who handles him with exactly the same unemotional ruthlessness as everyone else, and it’s disorienting, and it makes him angry that it’s disorienting, because that’s what he wants, but also, Michael is sometimes an asshole.  She’s the first person that he’s ever argued with on the regular—really argued, a push and counterpush, shoving each other away from the science console and pulling out ad hominem attacks in a way that visibly infuriates Michael’s Vulcan training.  But quite frankly, they never felt like they needed to apologize for those early fights, under Georgiou.  It was part of the ship dynamic, to have Burnham and Saru trying to take strips off each other in a very professional and scientific manner.  As long as Saru never took a cheap shot over Michael’s upbringing and Michael resisted the impulse to go full xenoanthropologist on Saru’s species, they were very good at fighting.

(Personally I am of the belief that Michael only tried to pull the I understand where you’re coming from because of what your species makes you after the mutiny, after she was trying to be nice.  Before then, she expected Saru to perform to her standards and fuck the details.  Half the reason he’s so coldly furious with her over it is because he knows she’s trying to manipulate him, because if she wasn’t, she would never play that card, because no matter how nasty their fights were, she always fought with him as a person, not as a Kelpien.)

19) Where do they go on their first date?

There’s a fic that bounces around my brain every time I watch Discovery, and it’s about Michael and Saru having a first date (sort of) very late at night, when they’re both having trouble sleeping.  It’s not an arranged date, they’re not even really friends even though they’ve gotten past the stage of Michael letting Saru flay her alive for her guilt, but Michael is having trouble sleeping and she’s not a prisoner anymore, so she wanders, and Saru, frankly, sleeps like hypervigilant garbage since the Binary Stars, so he has a preferred hiding spot on one of Discovery’s few observation decks.  As Lorca likes to point out, they’re not a goddamn pleasure cruiser, but Star Fleet never built a ship without at least one view panel, not even their top-secret war machine.

Michael is avoiding people—she hates being asked why she’s awake, gets tangled up in her automatic shame over not being able to control her emotions.  It’s the middle of the “night” by ship standards, but Discovery seethes with activity around the clock, especially since Stamets pulls regular all-nighters when he gets really entranced and often has to be peeled away from his work by Local Exasperated Doctor Hugh Culber.  So she ducks into the parts of the ship that she usually doesn’t go, the places that are more for socializing and are empty at this hour, the places that aren’t often used, the places that are quiet.

She finds the observation deck dim and blessedly silent, with the stars spreading infinitely outside.  The room is faintly lit by the nebula off to the starboard bow, the one they’re using to hide their signature while they run some necessary repairs.  It’s a practical use, but it’s also beautiful, every window in the ship glowing with warm reds and golds, and Michael still finds the stars soothing after all this time, and so she drifts up to the glass with the vague plan of sitting down and spending an hour or two there in an attempt at meditation.  She only sees Saru, leaning back against the edge of the viewing window, when she’s close enough to nearly trip over one of his long legs, stretched out in front of him.

Michael, of course, apologizes, and turns to leave.  Saru never really does have a good answer, as to why he stops her.  But he doesn’t ask any questions about why she’s awake and she doesn’t ask any questions about what he’s doing here, and instead they sit in relative quiet for a while before Saru sits up straighter and offers Michael, again, a small bowl of fruit. It’s not familiar to her, this time, but he says it won’t hurt her, that it’s sort of like a lychee, and she believes him.  It leaves a bit of thin red juice on her fingers when she bites into the first one, and he recommends eating them whole to avoid it while she ruefully sucks the juice off her thumb.  It’s good—less sweet than she expected.  Saru settles next to her in the middle of the window and sets the bowl between them, and she asks how he always manages to have fresh fruit, and he admits that he can wring a lot more out of the replicators since he never gets meat. Somehow it turns into—talking.

Michael is startled to realize, around the hour mark of murmured conversation, that she might have literally never just talked to Saru before. It’s—nice.

(Because I’m physiologically incapable of letting things be nice, if I wrote this fic there would be an immediate sequel of Observation Deck Chats Redux, featuring them doing basically the same thing but after Michael gets back from the Mirrorverse.  Michael leans against Saru’s shoulder in a way that she would never, if she hadn’t been awake with nightmares and grief for pushing three days, and she tells him about the Empire like she’s confessing her sins, and they talk quietly about the ghost haunting their ship in the shape of Empress Philippa Georgiou. It’s not nice, but not for lack of kindness.)

20) Where do they go on holiday?

I think Saru and Michael would have two very distinct kinds of “holiday” and they have two destinations accordingly.

The first kind of holiday is Nerd Holiday, in which they find an unexplored planet and appoint themselves to the away team—everyone else on the away team is wryly aware that they are, essentially, third-wheeling a date, but Discovery has watched this whole situation unfold and honestly the popular opinion is that it would actually be easier to deal with a little bit of PDA than the current Very Professional Mutual Adoration Show.  Local Red Shirt Absolutely Agonized By The Very Correct Ten Inches Of Space Between Her Captain And First Officer, Reports As They Come.  Michael and Saru are pleasantly unaware of this and are having a great time arguing over whether they need another sample of that plant if it’s just a different color.

The second kind of holiday is actual fucking shore leave.  They both prefer planets or stations with a large variety of species—Saru is uneasy with being the center of attention among strangers, and since he stands head and shoulders above a decent percentage of the Federation, it’s hard to avoid unless they’re in mixed company; Michael never quite recovered from the perpetual sense of disjoint when it comes to being around all humans or all Vulcans, so being in a place where everyone is different makes her feel less out of place.  Neither of them like big crowds, so they’re the tourists who immediately leave the usual Tourist Area and find somewhere else to be, which has its ups and downs.  The first time they get into trouble on a totally safe colony planet because they decided to go exploring, there’s a beat of them looking at each other and silently agreeing that they won’t be telling the crew about this, because there’s already a running ship joke about what trouble magnets they are and they do NOT need to feed anyone more material.

[dolphin-enthusiast]

Hey bro, I hope you're doing well🥺💖 if your hcs are open, could you do hcs with bucci gang and a s/o getting catcalled/street harassed (only if this is not a trigger for you obviously)? I am upset 🙂🙂🙂...ANYWAy I love you sOoo much Morgane

This is extremely late my apologies but dw I don’t mind writing for sensitive topics such as this one!!! Behavior like this absolutely enrages me and you have all the rights to be upset because it’s fuckin vile. It goes without saying but tw harassment yadda yadda.

Bruno:

- He’s usually freakishly good at masking his true feelings and overall keeping his calm under pressure, but if he were to actually witness you getting catcalled he’s going to go lowkey sicko mode. His motherly/protective instincts kick in and he’s instantly death glaring the person who dared wrong you like that right on his weary watch. Honestly he’d feel like throwing a fit even if it didn’t happen before his very eyes. No, he’d be EVEN more enraged if you’d just come home one day and tell him that since he wasn’t there to intervene.

- At this point he doesn’t even have to do much, all that it takes is for Bruno to shoot said person a quick murderous glare then tell them to beat it and they’ll instantly fuck off not even 2 seconds later. After they are out of scene, he flips back to his usual calm and polite self (the d u a l i t y of man) as he proceeds to check up on you by asking if that asshole’s words managed to get to you. Hell, this man is going to be comforting you for hours and wouldn’t let go of you unless you were absolutely certain you were feeling at least just a little better.

- No matter your response, Bruno is going to pull you into his arms and firmly let you know that he’ll never let anyone hurt you. As long as he lives and he’s by your side he’s going to fight whoever dares to bother you, you have his absolute word for it. Normally he’d at first try solving the issue through diplomatic means but there’s just something about catcalling that utterly enrages him and makes him lose control for a few seconds, let alone if it’s his partner we’re talking about. Tl;dr: dont fucking make the mistake of wronging his s/o, he’ll fucking end you.

Giorno:

- Just like Bruno, but 3 times more menacing if that’s even possible. If Bruno managed to hold himself back just a bit and didn’t let his anger COMPLETELY consume him in that moment, our dear aries right here is quite the opposite. Sure it’s not like he’s going to throw said person into a death loop of despair (although that’s the first thing that would cross his mind), but in that second Gio wouldn’t really be able to mask his emotions like he usually does.

- If it happened before his eyes, that person is as good as dead. He merely steps in between you two, hooks an arm around your waist and “kindly” asks said person to repeat themselves since he’s not sure whether he heard them correctly or not the first time. At this point the person in question would already be getting lowkey uneasy since Gio’s aura and overall presence would be goddamn menacing, and so they’d be beating it in due time after he throws them a cold glare and tells them to never speak to you in this way ever again.

- Akin to Bruno, he’d revert back to his usual calm self right after that asshole leaves then ever so gently he’d check up on you and tell you that you should ignore their dirty, meaningless words and that he’ll be there to protect you always. That day Gio would try his best at keeping you preoccupied and cheering you up since he wouldn’t want you to think of this experience again. He’d put on an unbothered mask for you but deep down he’d still be fuming at the thought of another person just...insulting someone like that. Not only a random someone, but HIS beloved.

Abbacchio:

- Straight up shoves his fist in front of their face, I ain’t even joking. The second he hears them whistling and saying some dumb dirty shit he’s instantly walking over to them whilst seeing fucking red and asking if they have a problem with HIS partner. As said person would desperately try explaining themselves, Abbacchio would merely scowl then threaten to beat the fuck out of them if they don’t fuck outta here in the next 3 seconds.

- He’d be highkey scary threatening that person like that but would then try calming himself down in order to be able to actually think rationally again and check up on you. By the time he’d walk over you and grab your shoulders whilst asking if you’re alright, poor Abba would still be breathing heavily, his cheeks tinted red from the previous intense anger episode. He’d immediately escort you away from the place where the harassment happened as he’d keep reassuring you that you’re safe now with him here.

- That day Abba would keep replaying that episode inside his head over and over because he simply cannot understand how someone could just speak to a stranger in such a horrible way, and the thought of you getting insulted like that is enough to send him into a fit of anger, let alone if you were actually touched by said person. He’s absolutely ready to square up for you 25/8 and, although he’s not the best with words, he’s going to make sure that you’re feeling better and would keep cuddling and comforting you for as long as you need in an attempt to make you forget about the incident.

Mista:

- Makes a damn scene and rightfully so. He’s already a very touchy guy even in public, so the fact that the person in question clearly saw the both of you together and STILL decided to hit on you absolutely enrages him. Hell, even if you were alone what do they think gives them the right to talk to someone else like that??? Mista cannot wrap his head around it and at this point he doesn’t even try to anymore, he’s full on f u m i n g. He already took on some fuckers that were harassing a poor woman in the past and will gladly do it again for his partner.

- Whether he was there when it happened or not, you bet your ass that Mista is going to go on a rant and insult that person’s entire bloodline, mostly using italian curse words of course. He’d hate himself for not being there to properly protect you if it happened when you were alone, but if we’re talking about him actually WITNESSING that scene then it’s game fucking o v e r. Mista would just go like “O I” then waltz towards that rude ass with his fist clenched and brows tightly knitted together in sheer anger. He’d be screaming his ass off at that person telling them to never get near you again, calling them out on their bs right in front of everyone else on the damn street.

- He wouldn’t be afraid to legit fight them whilst everyone was watching either so you’d most likely have to drag his ass away from there or else he’d end up fucking killing them or something. Mista would need some time to come down from his rage episode but when he does he’s going to be apologizing over and over for his outburst, quite literally crushing you into his arms afterwards and trying not to fucking cry whilst telling you how much he loves you and how he’s going to beat up anyone else that tries wronging you like that again. Expect him to be EVEN more clingy than usual for the next few hours as well since he can get v e r y protective over you.

Fugo:

- As expected, probably the one that erupts the worst. If you thought Mista and Abbacchio threw a scene honey you ain’t seen s h i t. The second he hears that person call out to you in an insulting way he’s violently whipping his head around towards them, his jaw clenched and hands trembling with anger. In that second said person knows they F U C K E D U P because Fugo starts screaming his ass off and calling them all sorts of colorful insults.

- Just like in Mista’s case you’d have to hold him down or else he can and WILL kill them. Fugo has absolutely 0 patience and regard for people that do this also because of personal reasons, so it would almost be ptsd inducing for the poor man. Not only would he be utterly enraged with such behavior directed at a total stranger (who also happened to be his beloved mind you), but it would also remind him of some past experiences he wished he could forget. 

- Afterwards Fugo will be unusually clingy and significantly more open with his feelings, telling you over and over how he’ll stop at nothing to protect you and constantly expressing his love for you through gentle touches and soft words. He’s normally extremely shy when it comes to showing affection, but after this he’d feel an overwhelming need to be there for you and comfort you through your distress, swearing that he’ll protect you no matter what and that you shouldn’t care for such heinous comments coming from an uneducated rude ass.

Narancia:

- At first is flabbergasted and tries to process what that person just said. Did he hear that right?? Are they really serious?? Did they really just dare to mess with Y O U???? That’s it, Narancia is angrily stomping towards the scene, throwing an arm around your shoulders whilst straight up bullying your harasser for their disgusting behavior. Now if said person tries mocking him that would be their last mistake because Narancia can and WILL throw goddamn fists regardless of who’s watching.

- He’ll tell off anyone that bothered you then smother you in hugs and spoil you with anything you wanted in an attempt to cheer you up. He’s also a surprisingly good listener so you can pretty much pour your heart out at him for he will sit through it all then proceed to comfort and hug you plenty. He may be smol but Narancia has no fear of fighting for his close ones, so he’ll let you know that whenever someone else starts bs you should immediately call him.

- He doesn’t like dwelling in the negative feelings and will instruct you on doing the same. Basically, he’ll try getting your mind off of things to the best of his abilities and is going to constantly be encouraging and reassuring you. Narancia is pretty much a walking serotonin machine who will be your emotional support human as well as your “bodyguard” because he really likes to pride himself in protecting and keeping you safe.

[restlesstheoryqfab]

text | LivQuinn

Liv: I was just looking back in my camera roll and found a picture of us in the dungeon :sweat smile emoji: :sweat smile emoji:

Quinn: oh God

Liv: We looked so rough LOL

Quinn: I'm sure we did

Liv: How are you?

Liv: Did I see somewhere your tour ended?

Liv: You going back to California?

Quinn: m'fine

Quinn: That it did.

Quinn: Nah. Headed back to Boston.

Liv: Oh! So I’ll get to see you then??

Liv: When will you be around?

Liv: It’s been ages

Quinn: Yup

Quinn: Got plans Monday, presumably I'll be required to make an appearance at Fran's on Tuesday, but I could probably do sometime on Tuesday?

Quinn: That it has.

Liv: That’s so far

Quinn: It's Tuesday or you wait even more.

Liv: Ugh the worst

Liv: why can’t you be around nowwwwwww

Quinn: Because I'm not

Liv: I’ll wait

Liv: Since I have to

Quinn: believe me, I'd prefer to be around

Liv: Are you close enough for me to drive to you?

Liv: The pictures were so hot!

Quinn: I'm busy.

Liv: Oh, okay. No worries

Quinn: Post tour shit is a bitch

Liv: I mean, I imagine so. So much physical and emotional work. When I was on tour it felt like we never went to bed.

Quinn: I love being on tour. I hate coming off it.

Liv: Sounds like you ate too many edibles

Quinn: I wish.

Liv: Do you want some?

Quinn: God no. Fran would kill me.

Liv: So? Edibles are basically good for you

Liv: Plus they just help you sleep

Quinn: You convince miss high and mighty of that.

Liv: Maybe she just cares about you?

Liv: Well, if you decide you want some lemme know.

Quinn: She does, but she's also anti-everything fun

Liv: Fun is relative. Different for everyone.

Liv: sounds like you need fun, grumpy

Quinn: But weed is nearly always fun, and Frannie turns up her nose at it.

Quinn: I need a fucking break is what I need.

Liv: plus how do you know Frannie hasn’t made edibles before? She definitely has.

Liv: You’re literally on break

Quinn: Is my withdrawal brain reading shit wrong or did you just say that Frannie, Francine Grace Fabray MADE edibles?!

Liv: She did! On Sunday.

Quinn: The fuck?

Liv: It’s why I have them

Quinn: You made edibles with my sister?

Quinn: god this feels like a hallucination

Liv: I did!

Liv: They’re so yummy too

Quinn: What fucking world did I faze into that my sister is making edibles?

Liv: Why does it matter?

Liv: It just means she doesn’t care if you let me bring you some

Quinn: She'll still fuckin kill me

Liv: I just wanna chill with you Fabray

Quinn: I'm probably the last fucker in Boston you really wanna hang out with.

Liv: Hey now, don’t put words in my mouth :frowning emoji:

Quinn: I'm not good company right now.

Liv: That’s okay. I can just drop cookies off?

Quinn: No. It'd be a bad idea. I don't know what adding that onto everything else would do. Would like to at least give Fran the chance to kill me.

Liv: Okay. I’ll bring some Tuesday then. How’s that?

Quinn: Sounds great. And tell whichever of the women in that house you're talking to that I know what I'm doing.

Liv: You sure about that?

Quinn: Yeah, this isn't my first rodeo.

Liv: Well they love you

Quinn: Doesn't always feel like like it. Fucking snitch.

Liv: Rather be a snitch then lose you

Quinn: I was talking about Bea. Though you're not much better.

Liv: What did she do?

Quinn: Tattled to Frannie

Liv: she is the baby

Quinn: And I told her I was fine.

Liv: Yeah, I mean drugs usually don’t equate to fine. But it’s fine.

Liv: What do you have going on Monday?

Quinn: I'm detoxing. It's fine.

Quinn: high school reunion of the horny variety, apparently

Liv: But why stop if you wanna do them so bad?

Liv: Ooooooh

Liv: Gross

Quinn: Frannie. And I only trust one guy to supply me, though after this my trust is wavering.

Quinn: Pretty little brat that I'm inclined to believe is as good with her mouth as she says.

Liv: So you stopped enough to trick her?

Liv: Hopefully she’s not lying

Quinn: If she thought I wasn't using she didn't worry.

Quinn: Pretty little song bird who also doesn't know how to shut up. So if that woman doesn't know how to put that mouth of hers to good use, well, she knows what I'll do to her.

Liv: Looks like you’re spots been blown up unfortunately

Liv: What now?

Liv: Hopefully she shuts up enough to use her mouth

Quinn: Fuck if I know.

Quinn: She likes being put in her place, I'm sure I can that mouth to do what I want it to.

Liv: Cool

Liv: sounds funnnn

Quinn: I should ask if she's gotten rid of her reindeer sweater...

Liv: LOL u joking?

Quinn: This girl wore short fucking skirts, knee high socks, and sweaters so fucking often. And no matter how much teasing and bullying occurred she wouldn't change. Even her so-called friends tried to get her to toss the fucking reindeer sweater and she just wouldn't.

Liv: Well, stubborn can be fun. I think.

Liv: My brother always wears funny bow ties. People don’t appreciate them but he does it anyways.

Quinn: Bowties I can appreciate. Unflattering sweaters with reindeer I cannot

Liv: They were unflattering even with the knee socks?

Quinn: From ankle to waist she was perfect. Great legs, an amazing ass. And then BOOM reindeer

Liv: LOL you’ll have to let me know what she wears cause I’m big curious

Quinn: Hopefully not much. But yeah, I'll let you know

Liv: She shows up naked. Could you imagine :laughing cat emoji:

Quinn: If she wasn't meeting in public first I am not entirely sure I'd complain.

Liv: Why public if you know each other?

Quinn: Because it's been 11 years since high school and I'm not stupid enough to give someone I barely know my address?

Liv: Did she know your address back then? :winking emoji:

Quinn: No. My father would have had a conniption if I even entertained the idea of being acquainted with her.

Liv: Ohhhhhh

Liv: Romeo and Juliet vibes :laughing cat emoji: :laughing cat emoji: laughing cat emoji:

Quinn: I wanted nothing to do with her back then. Except when I could get her angry enough to storm off so I could watch her go.

Liv: So you kinda wanted something to do with her

Quinn: I wanted less to do with her than she wanted to do with me.

Liv: Omg was she in love with you

Quinn: She wanted me to fuck her in the locker room. Apparently on multiple occasions.

Liv: Jesus

Liv: that’s hot

Quinn: Spanking included

Liv: Well then

Quinn: Mmhmm

Liv: Well hopefully she’s just horny for you and not obsessed with you

Quinn: I've had worse people obsessed with me

Liv: Fair enough.

Liv: So what are you going to make her do?

Quinn: Haven't decided yet.

Liv: No fair

Quinn: I mean, she's given me so many ideas. Definitely like the idea of spanking her, getting her on her knees, not letting her up until I'm satisfied."

Liv: you could kill her between your legs and she probably wouldn’t care

Quinn: Probably

Liv: That’s a sacrifice I’d probably take too

Quinn: Is that so?

Liv: For sure

Quinn: Interesting.

Quinn: So, you and Frannie?

Liv: We’re friends because of Arin! Love that woman

Quinn: Okay, but like how are you two JUST NOW connecting? I mean, you and the queen of darkness have known each other for a while, right?

Liv: It just sort of happened, idk

Liv: the same way you spent your summers with my Blaine

Quinn: Excuse me what?

Liv: Blaine Anderson | Liv Anderson

Quinn: Bruh.

Liv: Tell me about it. I could have gotten into so many pants way sooner.

Quinn: So like, why weren't you?

Liv: You know, dads suck!

Quinn: Mood

Liv: I punched him in the face and he shipped me off to boarding school :sunglasses emoji:

Quinn: Damn, I wish

Quinn: I just write songs about mine

Liv: Mine doesn’t exist to me anymore so no songs need to be written

Liv: At least they are good!!!

Quinn: I'm sure I don't exist to him but that doesn't make the trauma and shit nonexistent

Liv: Neither does the drugs

Quinn: The drugs have very little to do with THAT bastard

Liv: Okay. My apologies.

Liv: They still don’t help trauma

Quinn: They stop the memories way more than you'd think

Liv: Doesn’t make it the way

Quinn: Yeah, well they work.

Liv: I know

Quinn: and that's the part that matters.

Quinn: so like how did you get her to make edibles?

Liv: I asked her

Quinn: What the ever loving fuck have I missed the last 9 months?

Liv: I don’t know LOL

Quinn: Neither do I.

Liv: The world just got smaller mostly.

Liv: and everyone is horny and kinky

Liv: Or both

Quinn: Both, definitely both.

Liv: Specially them Fabray girls

Quinn: Not all of us.

Liv: All of you dude

Quinn: Last a checked my not-so-closeted older sister is still in fact a sex free bitch. And as much as even I know kink isn't always sexual, Frannie might have an interested, but that definitely doesn't result in actually being willing.

Liv: An interest is enough for me to label you all kinky. That’s all.

Quinn: Okay then

Liv: And you are horny I’m sure

Quinn: nah, withdrawal sucks that shit right outta ya. Hoping I don't have to cancel Monday, honestly

Liv: omg that’d break her heart probably

Quinn: Probably

Liv: such power

Quinn: Mmhmm

Liv: if you cancel on her let’s hang out

Quinn: If I cancel on her it will be because I still feel like death

Liv: and I can’t take care of you?

Quinn: Why would you want to?

Liv: Friends take care of friends

Liv: I messaged you because I was hoping you’d let me come over to help you. It just also meant I could let Frannie know you are okay

Quinn: I'm fine, Liv, really. Just some extra shit I wasn't expecting to deal with.

Liv: You guys are so fucking frustrating holy shit

Liv: Okay. I get it. But I want to help. And I’m here for you. That’s all. You can believe it and I hope you would but I won’t force you.

Quinn: I know I am. Bea, if you know her is too. But what's frustrating about Frannie? Like, from a you perspective?

Quinn: I just don't need the help right now, okay? Go be a brat to someone who can handle it

Liv: She doesn’t take a single compliment.

Liv: I’m not being a brat I’m trying to be a friend

Quinn: Is there a reason you're trying that hard to compliment my sister?

Quinn: You're being a bratty friend.

Liv: It’s easy to?

Quinn: ... You like her don't you

Liv: We’re friends. Obviously I like her.

Quinn: Bitch, you know what I mean

Liv: I haven’t thought about it like that tbh

Liv: Maybe I do

Liv: That’s fun

Quinn: Does she know? Does she like you back? I need details bitch

Liv: You think she knows when I didn’t know?

Quinn: I don't know. Maybe? Like does she like you?

Liv: I mean she likes hanging out with me and made edibles with me

Quinn: Mmhm. And?

Liv: What do you mean and? We just chill a lot

Liv: And laugh a lot lol

Quinn: Okay. That's something. But also you're terrible at this. I'm gonna have to ask Arin. Arin knows these things.

Liv: Arin knows everything

Liv: I also don’t know anything right now outside the fact that I’m seconds from exploding

Quinn: Except how to fall in love with someone who WON'T cheat on her.

Quinn: Getting relief, I hope?

Liv: low blow

Liv: Maybe she can date Bea. Bea doesn’t know anyone but us.

Liv: Yes sooooon

Quinn: But the truth.

Quinn: Don't know how I feel about that. Though, pretty sure she had a crush on Arin when we were younger.

Quinn: oooh

Liv: I mean who didn’t have a crush on Arin? LOL

Liv: oooooh

Quinn: Frannie. And presumably Blaine.

Quinn: Who???

Liv: Wonder if Sugar did. She’s worse than anyone I know when it comes to realizing feelings LOL

Liv: Arin

Quinn: Sugar had it BAD. Like, literally got her ass beat multiple times with a book cos she refused to leave Arin alone. Now she just pretends to hate her for it.

Quinn: enjoy the queen of darkness, you both probbaly need it though like... does Frannie know?

Liv: LOLOLOLOLOLOl

Liv: Yeah, I think she knows. I mean I don’t know how she wouldn’t know.

Quinn: uh huh. and do you know if she reacted to this?

Liv: What do you mean?

Liv: I don’t know.

Liv: she said she didn’t need Arin

Quinn: I mean how did she react. Was it normal. Was it short. Did it take longer or faster than it should have.

Liv: She gets short a lot. I didn’t really note it as different

Liv: This is so much

Quinn: Well, when you have a chance, compare what everytime she's gotten short with you has in common and met me know

Liv: Quinn, I really like sex and she doesn’t

Liv: I don’t think we could ever work

Liv: it’s not that serious

Quinn: Look, I can't say why she's repulsed lord knows that's her story to tell, but she's on that site for a reason. A reason that I pray means what I think it does. Don't count her out because of her history.

Liv: I’m not counting her out. I just think you’ve got it all wrong.

Quinn: I don't think I do. But Arin will know more and I will get my answer. Just think over why she gets short with you.

Liv: Stubborn :sweat emoji:

Quinn: Fabray genetics. Running away, being attractive, a desire to be right.

Liv: can you like wait to bug arin until I’m done with her?

Quinn: You mean til she's done with you, but yeah, I'm gonna go pass out

Liv: goodnight Quinn :winking emoji:

Quinn: enjoy the queen of darkness

[florenceandthemachine]

tell me your thoughts on long distance stackson. jackson goes to london and expects everyone to move on and forget about him, but of all people, stiles texts him constantly. every day, almost. and then texts turn into phone calls, and calls turn into facetiming. talking to stiles becomes the highlight of his days - he gets up at 5 am every day just so he can say goodnight to stiles before he goes to bed, and he gets addicted to his sleepy smile and his bed head and fuck, he misses him.

what? thoughts about long distance stackson? you mean, the type of situation where Jackson leaves for England and Stiles doesn’t even get the chance to say goodbye, he just happens to have called Erica, who mentions that she was on her way back from dropping Jackson off at the airport? wait, you mean the kind of thing where Stiles is bitter for all of an hour before he decides that the best way to get even is to piss Jackson off by obsessively texting him? you mean Jackson who lands and gets a hundred notifications on his phone, all from Stiles, and suddenly, they’re having a conversation simply based off of Stiles being mad at Jackson for leaving?

yeah I have maybe thought about it a few times or always.

it would piss Jackson off at first, how frequently they talked. because he LEFT beacon hills for a reason. he left in a hope that all those fuckers would leave him alone, and their lives would move on, and HIS life would move on, and he could forget about all the kanima were banshee bullshit that was his high school career. but noooo, of course Stiles has to fucking keep him tethered to that hellhole, of COURSE it would be Stilinski weighing him down.

he spends the first week waiting to blow up—waiting or stiles to tell him to come back, or snap at him for leaving, or be a dick about London in general, but their conversations are frequent, and only surface-deep, and sometimes Jackson gets an entire play by play of the midnight movie Stiles is watching (while Jackson is getting ready for his day, because time zones are a fuck), and other times he wakes up to a single message on the phone commenting on some meme or something and that's it.

stiles would send him COUNTLESS pictures, but of things that didn’t matter. a funny dog from the internet? sent. a weird looking shrub? sent. a picture of drunken Scott, curled over a build a bear with an arm missing, literally crying? sent, absolutely, to everybody. but first to Jackson. Jackson sends one picture back, and that is it, a picture of his middle finger. stiles sets it as his wallpaper.

Jackson isn’t mad anymore as they talk, and then Jackson is mad all over again, because what the fuck? he left the state, the fucking country, and the ONLY fucking person who is talking to him is stiles? What happened to his real friends, to the people that said he cared about him, to the... anyone who was fucking there for him in the world. Why was it just Stiles that was left?

He responds to his emotions as well as he usually does, meaning he throws his phone against the wall and then doesn’t text Stiles for three days, not bothering to replace his phone because he is that mad and that stubborn.

but then... then he is lonely, and that’s even worse than being mad. so he gets a new phone, turns it on to a hundred or so messages, and finally types out a reply.

Sent: it isn’t fucking fair, Stilinski. Received: I know it isn’t, jacks. it never is. ... Received: wanna see a cute picture of a sloth? Sent: I guess. and don’t fucking call me jacks.

and they text and they call and they go back and forth for months, but suddenly, everything changes when stiles sends a simple message. “I miss you.” that’s it, three words, and suddenly things are clicking together in Jackson’s head as he replies with “I miss you too.” and then he's apologizing, for being such an asshole while they were in school, and for being so cruel of a person in general (he has made a lot of progress in therapy, okay) and he is almost crying when he just gives up and calls Stiles, forgetting that it was well past midnight, and he and Stiles talk for almost an hour, and they both cry a few times, and then... things are different.

Stiles texting isn’t just Stiles texting anymore, it’s positive messages, it’s kindness, it’s encouraging things that get Jackson through his day. Jackson’s responses aren’t just tolerant or one or two words at a times, he... hell, he sends selfies now, and he’s even smiling in a few of them. when he says have a good day, he means it, when he says he misses stiles, there’s something else there. Stiles, as is per usual, is the one who moves things along—he takes one picture, just one, of him at the pool with the rest of the pack, and now Jackson... can see all of Stiles’ body.

sent: you look good, Stiles. I'm really glad to see you’re taking care of yourself.

It isn’t until he sends the message and is getting ready for bed that he realizes it’s the first time he has called Stiles by his first name.

meanwhile there’s a new message on his phone from Lydia—the first since he left—and it’s a picture of Stiles, gaping at his own phone, blushing from head to toe. “You guys are good for one another. Don’t fuck it up. Love you.”

Jackson breaks out the wolfsbane whisky because needs to get drunk (well, not needs to, but it makes things easier) before he can text what he wants to really say, and even then, it’s a way-toned down version of what his thoughts really are. It’s just a little “hey. I really like you and also care about you. also you are cute. don’t be a dick and make a big thing about it.” but after he hits send, Jackson can hear his heart beating out of his chest, and his nails are sharpening against his will and he can feel the spiral coming (god, that was so stupid, who does he think he is, obviously Stiles has better things to do than—) and his phone buzzes again.

“Jesus dude, it took you long enough, I've been planning out our first e-date for like three weeks.”

and suddenly Jackson is calm again, his heart rate slowing, a dopey smile on his face as he makes fun of the phrase “e-date” but then agrees to go make popcorn and put on the same Marvel movie that Stiles does at the same time, so they can talk on the phone and make fun of it in the background. It’s adorable. It’s a perfect first date, and if Jackson happens to say “I would kiss you goodnight right now if I could.” when the movie is over, and Stiles happens to respond “I would like that a lot.” well, no one else needs to know.

things progress as they usually do. Jackson is there, Stiles is cute, Jackson is a hot mess, Stiles is texting him about a really dangerous plan that might end with him biting the dust, and—wait, what? Stiles goes dark after sending that message and it takes every fiber of his being to not book a flight that night, and he’s two steps from clicking the “Purchase Now” button online when Stiles finally texts him back. He gives up and calls, and thankfully Stiles lets out a “sorry” before a “hello” and all the anger is gone, it’s just Jackson and Stiles and the crushing reality that something could have happened.

“I care about you, Stiles. I really fucking do. Please just... wait for me to get back before you do anything too stupid, okay?”

Stiles is for once at a loss of words.

“You... you’re coming back? I thought you left for good, I thought we were never going too ee you again, I thought... I thought I was never going to see you again. Isn’t that place home now?” “Stiles... Home is you. Don’t look too much into it, okay? It just is. Fuck off. Stop making me feel feelings and just stay safe for like three minutes!”

He hits “Purchase Now” and is on Stiles front stoop in two days.

It’s only temporary—a visit—but as he kisses Stiles in midday in California, he thinks that it’s nice to know what home feels like again.

--

also I have a lot of thoughts of their relationship starting long distance. like, if they met online while Stiles was in Cali and Jackson was in New York but that is very different than what you asked (not like that’s stopped me before!) so let me know if you want me to yell about that for an hour.

[kinghoranshit]

The Watchers (1D) - 48 Hours

Part 3

I was up before the sun had risen and sat at the post with a bowl of oatmeal and sliced bananas. It was oddly quiet again, sort of peaceful this time. Modest! really set us up right for this. Though, under the circumstances, that should be expected of them as the guys' management; especially with their money and power.

Around nine, Niall came downstairs to eat and he went back to practicing. At this point, I knew it was his way of a distraction and at least having some control of the current situation. I wasn't going to take that away from him. I just knew we were probably going to run out of the blanks soon. There was no telling what he'd do when that happened.

Around ten, Louis perched himself next to me with his own late breakfast. It was great someone wanted to keep me company. But again, part of me figured this was his way to not freak out. We sort of both needed each other right now.

And around noon, the other three finally ventured downstairs. I wasn't surprised that they slept in this time. They all ate lunch now. They were definitely the most quiet.

Louis leaned forward so his elbows rested on his knees and peeked out the slot. "Seen anything out there?"

I shrugged. "Nope."

"Then why don't we go do something else for a bit? I think I saw a couple games in one of the closets."

"Yeah, it's the one in the basement," I remarked with a smirk.

He looked unphased by my knowledge of everything in the house. "Let's go play one."

I let out a deep breath and slapped my hands on my thighs. "Sounds like a plan. Just for an hour or so."

I gasped when I saw the game LIFE in the archives. Immediately, I clicked on it to pull it up.

"What's LIFE?"

"Only the best game ever. You literally create a fake life. My mom and I used to play it when I was younger, and she played it when she was a kid."

Louis chuckled. "Sounds ancient, Kat. It can't be fun."

"Says you," I scoffed. "Come on, let's just play one run, okay?"

He looked hesitant before he broke with a heavy sigh. "Alright."

We each chose our color of car and person peg; my mom told me it used to be gender, but they changed it before I started playing. After this, we spun to see who went first and then chose the path of college or business. Louis spun a higher number so he went first. He went straight for the business route.

I snorted. "You're not going to go to college?"

"Fuck no. If I did that instead of trying music, I wouldn't be here. I've never been one great at education anyway."

"Touche. I didn't exactly have to get a degree for my work."

He looked at me curiously; his blue hues sparkled under the white lights. "You call this your job? You don't do anything else between the purges?"

I shook my head. "Nope. It pays well enough. That is if I survive the night."

"Touche," he chuckled.

I chose the college route instead because I knew that there were more job options, and it always made things more interesting in my opinion. Eventually I landed on the journalist occupation, which was one of the lower paying salaries, but that's okay. It seemed realistic to me. I think that if I hadn't been thrown into this lifetime, I'd probably be a writer of some sort. Or an instructor to teach self defense; that also felt right.

Our game flew by pretty quickly with stabs at each other, laughs, and curses. He'd ended up with four kids and I had only one. That spiraled the questions of would we want to get married one day and did we want kids. He answered yes to both and for the longest time he wasn't sure when he was going to be ready, but recently he felt that if he survived this purge he'd get married the following year. I said yes, but I wasn't sure about kids because of my lifestyle. I guess I could leave at any point; that definitely didn't feel right.

Louis's knee lightly touched mine as he tossed the controller onto the floor. "Well, I hate to admit it. That was a fun game, killed a bunch of time too."

I glanced down at our knees and soon thighs as he scooted closer. I cleared my throat with a small laugh. "I told you. Maybe we should go see what the others are up to. Make sure no one has died yet."

"Are you sure about that? There's no yelling. We could..." His eyes trailed down to my lips and he began to lean in.

I backed up and shook my head. "Louis, I... We can't... Not right now, okay? It's not the right time. If we both survive, maybe we could try it."

"Right, right," he coughed into his hand and stood from the couch. "I apologize if I came on too strong, Kat."

I nodded. "Apology accepted. It's nothing to worry about. Come on, let's head upstairs." I picked up my crossbow from where I'd leaned it against the couch and strapped it on my back.

The group was actually dispersed in the living room, everyone doing their own thing. Harry was journaling, Liam read some magazine, Zayn hummed a melody to himself, and Niall was practicing unloading and loading the cartridge of the pistol. Maddy was reading some sort of horror novel by the looks of the cover.

Niall looked up with a cheeky grin spreading on his lips. "Have fun downstairs?"

"Yeah, heard enough laughing to last me a lifetime," Harry added.

I rolled my eyes. "We were only playing the game LIFE and it was a lot of fun."

"It was." Louis winked.

That only added heat into my cheeks. "I'm going to set myself up at the post again until sundown. Any ideas for food?"

Zayn slightly raised his hand. "I make a mean dish. I've got it covered."

"Awesome." I clapped my hands before I headed over to my seat. I've realized I could use the security cameras. It was a small room though and knew I'd go stir crazy way too early into my post time. There was no shock when Louis sat down the empty chair across from me. After what felt like hours, I felt his hand entangle with mine.

"Louis-"

"I know, but holding hands won't kill us."

No, but the emotional attachment to it could. This is not what I signed up for. I know it's not what any of them signed up for.

I only gave him a small smile and looked back out the slot. My heart jumped a little at the sight of a moving figure.

"Fucker," I mumbled.

"What is it?"

I pulled my hand out of his and went to the vault that was down here to grab a sniper. I loaded it up with a single magazine round and set myself up so I could shoot them down without being noticeable. Luckily the sun was just going down so there was enough light for me to gauge before I took my shot. They were just trying to run from one tree to a bush that was closer to the bunker and I pulled the trigger. Their body went limp with a trip-like fumble to the ground. I made another aim and shot them another time to be sure.

It was then another figure came out from behind the tree and cursed again. There was no telling how many there were in this group. I took the best aim I could with them running and knew it was only a shoulder wound. Quickly I took two more shots and thankful one went into their head. I took a deep breath as I kept my finger on the trigger, looking through the lens for another figure. After at least ten minutes of posting in that uncomfortable position, I stood up and closed the slot.

"We had two friends stop by. If they found us, there's probably going to be more. As long as our security system is up, they shouldn't be able to get in the bunker."

"Please don't say stuff like that. It may happen now." He swallowed.

I licked my lips and sighed. "It's the reality, Louis. I can't lie to you guys. I'm gonna go let the rest know and then we'll eat."

It was pin-needle-dropping quiet while they received the update on the current situation. We were probably going to be fine for another few hours. I didn't suspect that any of these hunters would be smart enough to hack into the bunker system. But I also knew I'd have to be prepared for that to happen.

Dinner that night was the quietest one yet; couldn't blame them. There was nothing to say to cheer up the mood. They all tried to go back to what they were previously doing, staying at the kitchen table. I noted my senses heightened when the power went out. It took a couple seconds for my eyes to adjust, and it was now I realized how bad our situation just got.

Fuck.

Next part: 72 Hours 

[Masterlist]

[brookeolin]

TRIGGER WARNING/TW: emotional and physical abuse and violence

Hi! I've been paying attention to the stories of assault that have been shared by brave survivors over the past week... and years... Every time a movement to share revives, I consider talking about something I've been through... but usually by the time I feel like I can, I tell myself "it's too late, the moment passed". I am finally realizing that this mentality was a stupid way of silencing myself--and it's truly never too late to speak up.

I don't have a games industry person to call out. I'm sharing my story just to get it off my chest.

A couple years ago, in my late 20s, I was dating a guy named Mike. The relationship was pretty toxic from the start, but I was naiive as hell (yes you're still probably naiive about a lot of things in your late 20s btw) and thought his mean streak was sort of... refreshing? I fooled myself into thinking that I'd finally met a guy that would be honest with me about my flaws, and who would love me despite them. Because of this infatuation with a mean streak and the emotional highs and lows that come with it, I ignored all of the red flags. Some examples related to games: If we played a new game and had different opinions about it, mine were always wrong. If I tried to make an argument for my opinion, he'd accuse me of trying to make him feel stupid. My opinions were always invalidated without a discussion. We would play games together--he would tell me I was bad at it. He wouldn't even play the games I'd worked on, and told me he didn't like them. Everything I did or said was bad or wrong, but he'd always sugar-coat it and comfort me with encouragement that I could "do better". It was a rollercoaster of emotions every day. My self-esteem was so low that... I believed he was right. His gaslighting prevented me from seeing the reality of the situation--I was being emotionally abused, constantly.

Time flew by during this relationship. I was always either ecstatically happy or deeply depressed, and so I developed intense anxiety and panic attack problems. I would have a panic attack and would try to talk to him about it, and he would get mad at me or ignore me. The next day, he'd apologize and we'd make up. This happened more times than I can count. The relationship was so all over the place all the time that my emotional energy was always spent. I got too tired to talk to friends, and cut myself off from everyone without realizing it. I was also shipping a couple games at the time, and stopped working on them in the normal way... I didn't playtest, I didn't proofread, I just hacked things out as fast as possible so I could get back to putting out fires in my relationship. Every single disagreement about games or anything else was always turned back on me, and used to further belittle me.

Things continued to escalate with Mike, and maybe... a year into our relationship, one day, he was mad at me for arguing with him about... something. I was probably mad at him about rent--at this point, he was playing games all day and not working. I was paying for our entire existence, including rent, so we'd fight about that a lot. Anyways, we were fighting and it escalated and he started to hit me. He then shoved me onto the couch and started strangling me. I couldn't get him off. I was seriously at the limit of being conscious when I managed to pry him off of my neck, and then he hit me some more. That went on for a bit, until I managed to run out of the apartment. I wandered around in the streets for a while before coming home.

Guess what! Even after something like that, I stayed with him! People aren't kidding when they talk about how difficult it is for abuse victims to leave their abusers. Why? He convinced me that he beat me up because I pushed him to that point. He managed to manipulate me into believing it was my fault. Turns out, this kind of gaslighting is pretty typical in these abuse situations, but I didn't know that at the time and was... so traumatized and fucked up that I believed him. It took me almost another year, and more physical abuse, to finally leave. I almost died multiple times while dating this guy. On the last occaision, he strangled me again after slamming my head into the wall. He stopped strangling me at my breaking point again and started running towards the kitchen, saying something about a knife. I sprinted out the door with only a shirt and underwear on.

An old guy was closing up at a bar nearby and he let me in and called the cops. Of course, the cops weren't helpful--they stood there asking me "but how bad was it, really"... even asking me to rate my fucking beating on a scale of 1-10 while I was sobbing and covered in bruises. Eventually, they finished questioning me and taking pictures of my neck, and finally drove me home. We got there and they asked... "Do you want us to arrest him? You need to decide." These fuckers made me decide if I wanted my abusive boyfriend to go to jail, outside of my apartment, while I was shaking like a leaf, with no pants or shoes on. It was the lowest point of my life, by far. I was like... seriously in disbelief that they were asking me, the victim, to make this decision. Thankfully, I said yes, and he went to jail. I went back into my apartment, alone, surrounded by broken furniture. I called my mom and a friend. I'll never forget how strange it was to just lie there in my ruined apartment, not really knowing what to do. I went to the ER the next day and the nurses there told me they see girls like me in this condition every day, and they told me that a lot of those girls go home and it happens again and again. They asked me sincerely to never speak to Mike again, and I didn't. I have not seen him since. Oh, but I was still effected by the gaslighting so deeply that I gave money to a friend to bail him out of jail a couple days later, because I still felt like everything was somehow my fault. It was NOT my fault. He chose to violently assault me. That was his choice. It took me a long time to recognize that, because his gaslighting really effected me to my core. The power of abuse is truly incredible and horrific, and the power an abuser has remains even after they are gone.

I was was lucky to come out this alive and on my feet. I am no longer in that relationship--I am safe and happy. As lucky as I've been to come this far, I've been through some very real PTSD since then, and still struggle with the physical and financial repercussions of my assault to this day. Things have gotten a lot better though, so I thought it'd be a good time to share this with folks.

I hope that anyone out there who is also a domestic abuse victim can see that they're not alone, and that they can get out of the situation... hopefully faster than I did. I can't advise anyone personally--I'm a victim, not a professional. However, I can promise you, if you're a survivor/victim of domestic abuse, that there's hope. You can get your life together, as impossible as it might seem--I am living proof of it. Trusted friends, therapy and local domestic abuse centers are incredibly helpful. I have personally literally used all of these methods to help with my own situation, when it was at its worst. There is no shame in asking for help.

If you're not a victim, or don't personally know anyone who is... I hope that you might now recognize that domestic abuse is a very real and pervasive thing. It doesn't happen to one specific kind of person--it can really happen to anyone, and often for long, drawn out periods of time. Relationships are complicated things that can be incredibly difficult to get out of, especially when abuse (emotional and/or physical) is happening. Please keep this in mind, watch out for your family and friends, and support victims as much as humanly possible.

-Nina Freeman

[tellywoodtrash]

Sanjivani - Week 6

Overall Plot

Holy shit, what a fucking week. Lots of interpersonal developments (read: dhamakas!) Shashank ousted Juhi all those years ago (on the request of Rahul) because he was in love with her?!?!? Shashank is also possibly Sid's father, or somehow personally associated with him?????? Rishabh's background is revealed too!!!!! Phew. I am dizzy.

The Medical Stuff

Not that much focus on the medical stuff this week. Neil's dad is quickly diagnosed with Legionnaire's disease and I assume cured (since we didn't see him after that, and Neil happily went along to Sid's for Ganpati.) There's an old friend of Shashank's whose wife had a nasty fall and is showing some pretty bad effects of concussion. Sid's injuries seem to be the priority right now.

The Acting

Dude. Sayantani, what a stellar actress. I could not take my eyes off her in the the scenes where she's at Juhi's house. Her eyes glittering with a strange sort of determination, almost like a suicide bomber, as she presses the button to detonate life as Shashank and Juhi know it. Fucking amazing. She blew (pun unintended!) even Mohnish outta the water, with her ice-cool, unperturbed performance, standing up to him so ably! Gurdeep too, had a nice couple of scenes, alternating between Juhi being disturbed at what she found out, as well as having to take charge of one crisis after the other, and she played it with such grace and poise. Surbhi had a more toned-down week (other than the scenes when Sid gets injured.) I particularly liked the apology scene and the scene where she's praying for Sid. I'm watching YPNTKH rn, and find Namit to be waaaay more polished in that than he is here? How did his dialogue delivery and acting regress a level or two, when he’s so damn steady there? Now I'm legit suspicious of the director(s) of this show, coz if they're not extracting the best out of their two leads, who have proven to be much better performers than they’re exhibiting in this show.... What are they even there for?  

The Characters

Sid: Watching YPNTKH has given me a new appreciation for Sanjivani!Sid (he's called Siddhant in that show too!) because he's a much better character here. He's a soft boi who isn't hyped up on ego and toxic masculinity, and I really really love and appreciate that. His admonishment of Ishani (during her apology) underscores his true character; he glossed over her poor behaviour towards him in public and even the fact that she slapped him, to focus on how she was ready to blow up her own career and throw it all away over a past she had nothing to do with. He's an excellent mentor who truly cares for his team and wants to make them the best doctors that they can be. Also, I'm so, so heartened to see how accommodating he is of Ishani's germophobia. Everyone else treats it as a quirk or inconvenience, but he truly takes it into consideration, asking for consent before coming in contact with her (at almost every instance they're close by - not just once for effect and done - I hope they maintain this aspect for good), or protecting her from unwanted contact from others. His crush on her is just so adorable - checking if she’s okay while he’s carrying her, remarking he’s glad that he didn’t punish her for her insubordination because he likes seeing her all soft and contrite; his bashful glee when she gives him a flower, the (mischievously) proud grin as he watches Ishani walk off to give Rishabh what he deserves; gently guiding her to where the best views of the Ganpati fest are, all the while shielding her from unwanted contact from strangers; semi-consciously dragging himself on top of her, to protect her from the gunde!!!!!! What a good, good bean he is. He's truly so beloved that seeing him brought in injured paralyses the whole hospital in shock, and they all unite in both dawa-and-dua ways to ensure he pulls through. Please show, I am fucking begging you; do not ever ruin this character by making him a typical Tellywood hero. Keep him soft and respectful and lovable forever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I deserve a male character like this after all the fuckery I’ve been through the years!

Ishani: Ishani finally comes around to seeing Sid for what he is. Even before she learns that he wasn’t the one to blame for the poster drama, she opens up about her emotional issues to him, perhaps the first person she's let in for over 20 years now. Not only him, we see she lets in his mom as well; letting her smear colours on her face, hug her, and feed her sweets from her hand, even asking for more. Really sweet and shows the willingness to make progress on her part, for people who really matter. We also see the side of Ishani that's fiercely protective of those she considers her own; lambasting Rishabh for trying to play with Asha's career, and taking on a whole group of rowdy men who were harassing her, but as per usual, her impulsive side creates more problems than she ever accounts for. Couple that with her tendency to self-blame to a destructive degree, and our girl has a lottttt of work to do, mentally. I really liked the scene where she's praying for Sid, and she says that Sid is her friend, he's everyone's friend here, and they all really need him in Sanjivani. That's all the emotional development that's appropriate for now; what the fuck is this sudden realization of "love" that's coming outta nowhere acc. to the promo for next week???? Please! It's too fucking early for love and all. Friendship, maybe a confusing infatuation of sorts because he’s been her saviour multiple times now, that's it. Not CAPITAL L waala LOVE and all. Also not a fan of how she was just paralyzed and clutching at Sid and weeping after he got injured, instead of doing something helpful. Like, it's hard to believe she's a good doctor when she reacts so emotionally in scenarios like these. I think her skills extend only to diagnosis and she should maybe focus on that, instead of the surgical part.

Asha & Aman: Asha's woes against the patriarchy continue. First with Rishabh threatening to derail her career by bringing her family into the picture, and then those random drunkards at Ganpati. She does pull together nicely though while Ishani is panicking tf out, and manages to insert a chest tube for Sid to alleviate the internal bleeding. I’m glad that she finally opened up to Ishani about why she’s so competitive and bullheaded at work, which in turn leads Ishani standing up for her against Rishabh. A solid girl!love bond growing there and I am thrilled! Aman toh... Lol, continues being Aman. He offers to beat Rishabh up for Asha, roams around the hospital like an errant 10 year old, just generally having a gala time, unlike the others who are there to focus on work. I really cannot read the vibe between these two; are they just really good bro-sis type friends, or is there a romantic undercurrent? I can't tell. Either way, they're good together, and I don't mind whichever way it develops.

Dialogue(s) of the Week:

Asha [when Ishani freaks out that she threw away the literal white flag she was carrying to make up with Sid]: Ab ke ho gaya???? Wapas se teri overacting; dekh, sahi dustbin mein daala hai (iss baar.)

Aman [literally rolling into the scene on a razor scooter, seeing the yellow rose that Asha suggests Ishani give Sid]: Chee, chee, chee chee; itni gareebi aa gayi, ki yo peela phool dene laage tum log? Arre, manne bol diya hota, english waala phool mangwa deta, phoren se. Lekin [scoffs disdainfully] tumhari marzi... [scoots away]

Rishabh: We finally conclusively know who the worst fucking person in this show is so far. Ding ding ding! Winner winner, chicken dinner! This dude is just something fucking else. He threatens to fuck up Asha’s career if she tells anyone about the poster drama. He is a classist fucker who puts down Asha’s background to Ishani, saying she has “gaon waali harkatein.” He doesn’t give a shit if Sid dies of his injuries, to the point that even Vardhan is taken aback with how vitriolic he is. A truly vile creature, this one. We finally find out that he’s the son of the canteen waale chachaji, which explains the confrontation on the day Sid was called in for his investigation (Sid says that only he knows Rishabh’s “asli aukaat”, before Rishabh rudely pushes past him and the canteen chacha who came to offer them both chai.) All his LV belts and fancy car and show-shaa is just to hide his actual economic background and as such, he prevents his father from interacting with him while in Sanjivani. He’s terribly rude and dismissive of him, to the point where the dad wishes it was Rishabh who was battling for his life instead of Sid, who’s always been more of a son to him. Yiiiiikes. Anyway for all his bluster, I am happy that he’s properly terrified of Ishani, who threatened to fuck. him. up. if he steps out of line as far as she and her friends are concerned.

Neil: I was hoping we’d see more of the Neil-struggles-with-medicine-and-his-father’s-expectations plot, but it was done away with for this Ganpati wala track. Maybe next week? Shout out to him for his adorable wardrobe filled with cartoon characters, even a Tweety Bird waala kurta that he wore to Ganpati!

Rahil: Ride or die for Sid, and I’m so glad these two soft boys are best bros. They deserve each other. He seems to be pretty close with Sid’s mom too, which makes me wonder what his family situation is? It was nice to finally see Rahil integrated into the group of residents, teaming up with Asha and Aman to get the truth out of Rishabh. I also like that despite his own terrible injuries, he takes charge of the situation when Sid is injured and gets him the first aid he requires at the moment by instructing Asha/Aman/Neil what to do. Nice progress from that first case where he was panicking and Ishani had to step in. He’s inconsolable when they reach the hospital though, and unwilling to leave Sid’s side to get his own injuries looked at. Best boy, all the love for him!!!!!!!! 

Shashank: Lord above, what a week for poor Dr. Shashank. All his children are spontaneously combusting and giving this poor man the worst week of his life (probably.) Anjali unrepentantly blew up his personal and professional relationship with Juhi, Juhi is freezing him the fuck out (I refuse to believe that he has any romantic feelings for her unless he says so himself, out loud), Sid has been brought in at the brink of death, and Ishani is on the verge of a breakdown blaming herself for what happened with Sid. For godssake, this poor man is still recovering from a VERY MAJOR BRAIN SURGERY! Could y’all cut him some damn slack, you terrible little brats!?! He’s trying his best to manage; diplomatically addressing the issue with Anjali, trying to engage in conversation with Juhi, comforting Ishani and friends about Sid, but gosh, he’s really struggling to keep his head above water. Also, the overwrought reaction about Sid......... We’re supposed to think he’s Sid’s father right? But would they really do that to this character???? Make him romantically involved with Juhi AND have an illegitimate child with another woman? Very unlikely that they’d make him such a horndog. So one of these plotlines has to give up, and I really hope that it’s the Juhi one. I can begrudgingly tolerate him being Sid’s dad, but being in romantic love with a woman who was canonically a daughter-figure to him for all these years? Un-fucking-acceptable.

Sid’s mom: We don’t have a name yet, but Aarti Bahl (aka Ekta Sohini) also played Nurse Padma Bansal Gupta (Shashank’s second wife) in DMG after Shilpa Tulaskar left. So is she Padma here too, or a whole new character with the same face? As for why the previous actress was replaced, I have a feeling it was because she didn’t look age-appropriate and/or conventionally “attractive” to be paired against Mohnish for this “is Shashank Sid’s father?” plotline. I’m not sure what to make of Aarti’s acting, she seemed very stiff with that forced smile throughout the Ganpati function; and wasn’t too impressive in the scenes where she was panicking and hiding from Shashank either. The scenes I really liked her in were when she was lovingly fussing over Ishani, and later in the hospital when she remarked how proud she was of Sid for standing up to protect the honour of a woman. She has a very soft and calming voice, and her dialogue delivery is really pleasant and soothing, so I’m hoping I grow to like her in this character.

Juhi: Juhi’s not really having a great week either, but she’s a boss bitch who has everything (mostly) in control and I am so fucking happy to see that. I’m glad she didn’t fall apart over the “truth” or try to leave Sanjivani over it - curtly stating to Shashank that she’s signed a contract and intends to honour it, unless he fires her again. She has a brief confusing moment with him while conducting a motor function assessment to determine his fitness to do surgery again, but other than that, she’s all pulled together. She’s mostly brusque with Shashank, trying to prove that she deserves to be here because of her capabilities, and trying to break out from under his shadow to be a proficient COS in her own right; but she’s also gently firm with him when he emotionally barges in trying to help with Sid, insisting that she has it under control and assuring that she will not let anything happen to him. It’s so great to see her balance both her medical/admin skills as well as the firm-yet-empathizing demeanor so ably.

Anjali: Oh Anjali. I love you but you have some serious daddy issues that you need heavy-duty therapy for. On one hand, I understand why she is so resentful and passive-aggressive the way she is (Sayantani’s portrayal compels us to peek beneath the layers!) but on the other, she really had no right to throw Shashank under the bus like that. But I can’t say I didn’t enjoy the way she did it - so bloody spectacularly; unfazed at getting slapped by her father in front of her “rival”, chugging down a whole glass of wine and insulting Juhi’s cooking before she left for the night. So tragic, yet so fucking hilarious. On a professional front, I’m predicting that she’s gonna tire of this Luxury Ward COS post real soon, since it only seems to have her stand around kowtowing to rich assholes like a receptionist of some sort. I can only hope that she wises up to Vardhan’s BS soon enough, instead of serving as collateral damage and falling into the quagmire he’s planning with Rahul to target Shashank/Juhi.

Vardhan: Not much of Vardhan this week other than him entering that secret room he’s built for Rahul in the Luxury Ward. Good. I prefer him in small, controlled doses. And at least we have some clarification that even with all his shady crap, he’s not as horrible a human being as Rishabh - stating that even though he doesn’t like the way Sid operates within Sanjivani, he hopes he pulls through in surgery.

Overall Rating: 4/5

[twotwinks]

rules: list ten songs you’ve been listening to a lot lately and tag ten people

Me? Actually doing a tag game for once? Listen I always plan on doing them I just get distracted but right now I’m procrastinating on my final projects and also this gives me a chance to scream about my current hyperfixations so here we go tagged by @supergeekytoon lov u also I’ve included links in case you wanna listen but don’t wanna exert effort (aka me)

1. Pokémon Sword and Shield - vs Gym Leader

I’d love to tell you who composed this but unfortunately Bulbapedia is still lacking in specifics outside of “The game's music was primarily composed by Gō Ichinose and Minako Adachi. Additional music was composed by Keita Okamoto and Toby Fox, the latter of which only composed one track.” I don’t know how trustworthy the credits in the description of this video are either. ANYWAY this gym leader theme is a fucking BOP and I live for the cheering crowd it just makes it feel so real!

2. Pokémon Sword and Shield - vs Hop

I haven’t gushed about Hop on this blog yet but trust me I’m getting ready to. He’s now the second rival I’ve adopted and ugh I just love him. He doesn’t deserve all the shit this game is putting him through and he CERTAINLY doesn’t deserve all y’all’s hate just because he’s the Tutorial Boy like have you looked at his smile just leave him alone already! Also his themes have them Latinx vibes and it’s to die for. And yes, I did say themes, which leads us to...

3. Pokémon Sword and Shield - vs Hop (v2)

HAVE YOU NOTICED A PATTERN YET listen I just really love Hop ok. In unrelated new I’m gonna kill Bede with my own two hands and I hope Opal makes him cry himself to sleep every night because that little fucker deserves it. This theme has them dance vibes, but I’m not well versed enough in dance to tell if it’s salsa or tango or flamenco or what. Also it makes me wish I’d done Latin dance one semester instead of swing. It also has the return of the cheering crowd! I know they’re saying “woah” but it’s fun to pretend they’re saying “Hop”.

4. Pokémon Masters - Battle! Barry

Again, I tragically can’t seem to figure out composer information, but Bulbapedia gives music credits to Haruki Yamada and Shota Kageyama. Anyway Barry was my first rival son, and this is the first official remake of his theme from D/P/Pt we’ve ever gotten, and LORD does it do him credit. It’s unbearably hype and full of so much energy, and it’s still recognizable as his theme even though it also adds loads of new motifs, and it just works so well. 10/10 would get fined and then bubble beamed into another dimension again.

5. Together — あきよしふみえ (Fumie Akiyoshi)

What, you thought I was done with Pokémon? SURPRISE, I’M NOT! This is the first opening for the original Japanese version of the Diamond and Pearl anime, which I’ve been watching religiously because my aforementioned son Barry appears in it. Tragically he doesn’t show up until the 101st episode, which is why I’ve been trying to tear my way through the first part of the series. (If you’ve seen my Discord status, it’s literally just a countdown to Barry’s debut. I’ve still got a long way to go.) As a result of this I’ve now got this theme ingrained into my brain matter. At least it’s v good and you bet I catch feels over “Fog Clear the sad feelings” every time.

6.  ルマ (Ruma) — かいりきベア (Kairiki Bear)

Away from the Pokémon now, we have the NEWEST track from my favorite Vocaloid producer, Kairiki Bear! He’s normally not great at tuning Miku, but this one is actually really good. Definitely his finest Miku work yet. It’s also got that crazy guitar Kairiki is known for, and the subtle animations in the video are as good as ever. It’s also got super catchy repetition and just. Well. Every Kairiki song is a gift and as usual I’m hooked on this one even though I can’t explain it really well. ROAR!

7. ゴキブリの味 (The Taste of Cockroach) — MARETU

THE TRIUMPHANT RETURN OF MARETU TO VOCALOID AFTER OVER A YEAR OF NOTHING BUT ONE OUT OF THE BLUE INSTRUMENTAL ALBUM! Basically MARETU ended up in a bit of a scandal where he was caught cheating on his girlfriend with a minor with an undisclosed mental disability. (It’s important to note that the minor was over the age of consent, but below 20, thus still considered a minor in Japan...at least as far as I have been led to believe.) He did the whole public apology thing and then disappeared. Now it seems like he’s back! While I definitely have mixed feelings on him as a person now, I can’t deny that he’s a hecking great producer and one of the absolute masters of Miku tuning. You’ll notice in this song alone he’s tuning her in three different styles. The mastery. Anyway, all of MARETU’s songs are edgy as fuck, and this one is no different, this time tackling bullying in Japanese schools. The questions throughout the video fucked me up, man.

8. エイリアンエイリアン (Alien Alien) — ナユタン星人 (Nayutalien)

My favorite song of this quirky little alien series, Alien Alien has the cutest little dance and I’m super excited to see it in the next Project Diva game, even though it’s getting a dance pv instead of a story one. At least it fits with the original pv for once (stares at Sea Lily Deep Sea Tale). Anyway the story of a little telepathic alien who doesn’t quite understand human emotion falling in love with a human and realizing that not even impending oblivion can negate this feeling is just so sweet. I hope they’re happy.

9. ハウトゥー世界征服 (World Domination How-To)  — Neru

I was obsessed with this song a while ago, got out of it, and now I’m back into it again. Just when I think I’m used to what Neru has to offer, he goes and sucker punches me with a song like this. I don’t even know how to explain it. The hopelessness of the pre-chorus compared to the sheer power of the chorus. The concept of looking at your past, present, and future selves and trying to decide where you stand and where you want to stand. The “let’s promise no matter what from now on that we’ll tear off the price tags on our backs”  — a motif from the earlier Abstract Nonsense of being priced and labeled. It’s just so good. Definitely worthy of being the title track of its album.

10. シティー・ボーイ (City Boy)  — Mitchie M

This last song was really hard to pick, because I’ve really only been listening to the first eight songs on this list over and over, occasionally throwing in World Dominaiton How-To, and outside of that everything else is mostly just listen-once-when-I’m randomly-in-the-mood-then-back-to-repeating-the-others. But of the rest of the songs in my giant music library, this one has been randomly played more often than anything else. It’s extra strange because it’s actually a cover that was done for a New Wave Vocaloid album, but Mitchie stuck it on one of his albums and then I was hooked. Mitchie is another master of Miku tuning, though you’ll notice that his specialty is making Miku sound ungodly realistic, whereas MARETU specializes in using her voice in unique ways. I would have liked to talk about Seraphim on the Ring or Assassin Princess here instead, since they’re way newer and also Mitchie’s original work, but that just wouldn’t have been truthful to my current music tastes. Sorry, Mitchie.

Alright, that’s officially it. I’d tag people but I’m pretty sure most everyone has been tagged already as usual but if by some fluke you were missed consider yourself now tagged. Ok bye y’all I’m gonna go cry about Hop

[xannified]

𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 ✧ k.yg | 一

If their head choreographer told him that their upcoming comeback choreographer was the hottest girl on the entire planet, he wouldn't have been complaining about him taking part on the routine. He wouldn't have been such an idiot and and argued with their leader for assigning him. He wouldn't have slacked off.

But being an asshole he is, he'd been fighting with her for three hours straight and made her feel like shit. Well done for him, such a hardworking member.

He knew it was wrong of him for judging someone he haven't even met. Well, at least that is what the other members thought.

Only Jungkook knew about what was actually going on. The idea about what would happen if his members knew if she and him ever got caught together never really crossed his mind. But then again, only the Bangtan Boy knew exactly all the fucked up things he has done through the last couple years, even before debut.

It has been a couple seconds since he is awake but he held his eyes closed. He was tired, and with a killing headache, he sure didn't want to get out of bed. It was so warm, so soft, so comfortable, so... weird.

When he decided to open his eyes, he was in a room he had never seen before. Definitely not his. But there were his clothes on the floor. It was only then he realized that he was in a hotel room, and he hooked up with someone last night.

The girl must have gotten all her belongings then left him the morning after. Thankfully, no one was able to identify him while leaving. He used a pseudonym and came unrecognizable last night. A thing that a tipsy fucker would impossibly do.

One night stands. He hated them. There was no intention of being drunk last night. But when he saw her cheeky smile, he knew he had to fuck her.

He wanted her all for himself. Hearing her scream and beg for mercy as she scratches her long nails down her back proves that he did her right. It might be against the rules of one night stands, but he wanted to fuck her again.

What pissed him off is the way she left him without even telling him what her name was before leaving.

And here she was, smiling innocently.

From Hanlim, he did not know that she'll end up being a famous choreographer.

She was always in the same class as him, and he always sees her. Though they never crossed paths nor did they even once acknowledged each other in a pleasant manner, they were always told that they were literally a version of each other.

Apparently, they were always a match on the dance floor. Because truth be told, he stood out the most in every choreography they put him in. He puts his all to it. The passion shows in every emotion. And he owned every choreography like he made it. And the fact that he was actually the best male dancer in the room, nobody denied it.

Except her. For she believes that she will never ever be the same as him. She was better than him, and more.

She was eighteen, with a huge love for dancing and has a passion for singing. With her crazy great and unique talent, she found herself in a fast rising career. She stood out among the girls. She owned every choreography like a professional, and she stood out like a star. Except, a guy was always in her rise—Kim Yugyeom.

He was eighteen, whose love for dancing was bigger than anything else. He was doing it even before his alphabets, and he has no plans on stopping any time now.His skills were always going to be bound for something greater. So here he is now: a member of the worldwide famous boy group. He became popular with dancing to be in awe of. But in the journey to fame, there will always be a challenge—Lee Jiwon.

They were twenty-one, and they have never thought that they would end up with a bottle of vodka and heavy sex.

Never in a million years did they imagine that their paths will cross without a fire burning in its trail. Their eyes have seen beyond each other's harsh front. Because after that one night stand, he didn't realize how bad he actually wants her. And he couldn't be more surprisingly ecstatic that she wants him too.

Suddenly, fingers snapped right in front of his face. He stopped his thoughts and composed himself to analyze the situation.

"She's so good, isn't she? I can't believe she's not an idol," was the first thing his best friend said after they met her. But he didn't want to sound like he was excited to get to work with her. So he just mumbled in agreement.

After the small meeting that happened in the studio, the group went out to have lunch with their manager, their head choreographer and his foreign friend, and Jiwon.

Yugyeom did not even know how and why on earth they had arrived to the restaurant. It was not even necessary, but his hyungs are really friendly especially Jackson. Maybe it is necessary. After all, they will be working with them for quite a period.

The waiter was taking down their orders as they all decided what to get. All of them ordered appetizers and main course according to Mark and Jackson's suggestions. Everything was great, but Jiwon didn't like the way Yugyeom kept stealing glances at her.

It was then about five minutes when the waiter returns with drinks they've ordered. Mark ordered iced tea just like his sister, to which Jackson and the rest followed. The others ordered some soda.

Just after she sets the drink down on the table, she smiled, "Excuse me, I'll just go to the restroom."

Since this morning, she wanted to refresh for the purpose of looking presentably decent for lunch. They might just be another set of idols she was going to work with professionally. But they're still pretty much guys who would expect some personal standard of hygiene from other people especially from the opposite sex.

She wiped her face with some oil control sheets and sprayed perfume subtly. Then, she finished tying her shoelaces when someone came in the bathroom.

Jiwon didn't care, but she minded the situation when she realized that it was a guy.

"I woke up quite disappointing the other morning. You weren't beside me where I left you," the guy breathed. It was Yugyeom, and she notices his smirk as her sight travelled from his feet to his eyes.

"Oh, yeah... sorry," she apologized, but she kept in mind that he's way out of line. She brushed the thought off, trying not to be rude.

"That's okay," he offers a slight smile and she nods at him. She tried to walk past him, but he grabs her arm and turn his head at her. He said, "But next time, I won't let you off as easy."

He remained his eyes on her. Little did she know, he was pulling her again as she froze under his sight.

His hands travelled to her waist to push her closer to himself.

Jiwon really hated this effect he has on her, because she was quite sure that all of the girls that meet him experience the same thing—and that, she was just another girl in the endless line of flings.

But they already were flings. And it just happens that Yugyeom liked to keep her around for the benefit.

Yugyeom moved his hand from her waist further down to her hips. She automatically reached his neck with her fingers, and his low chuckle echoes in her ears as he kissed her on the lips.

She bit her lip as he brings hand to her neck, positioning her head to look up at him. He closed her eyes as she moaned against his lips, making her body light up and leave him lusting as she pulls away.

She leaned back, and he only took it as an advantage to leave wet kisses on her neck.

Jiwon knew very well that she should protest, but who was she kidding? Because she only wanted him to continue.

When he finally pulled away, he rested his forehead on hers and opened her eyes.

"Is it weird that I want to kiss you all the time since that night, Jiwon-ah?" he asks, making her numb in her knees as she freezes in his grip. She closed her eyes as he rephrased his question, "Can I kiss you again?"

It doesn't take long before she nods, taking a deep breath. Her eyes shut as she felt his lips on hers.

She felt his hands in hers, gripping them and she felt herself blushing. She tried to run her hands through his hair on his neck, but he grabs them and holds them on either side of her body and leaving her defenseless to his touch. His hands stop at her hips, and she felt them push her body against him as she heard footsteps.

It must be one of the members, so he pulled away and left her flustered, confused, and hot.

From the other side of the door, it was indeed Bambam who was worrying, "Jiwon-ssi? Are you okay in there?"

Yugyeom went to the corner and Jiwon straightened her clothes. She looked at him, and he only nodded before she carefully turned the door knob and swung the door open.

She smiled at Bambam and apologized for taking too long. Yugyeom then carefully tried to get out of the female restroom, hearing their voices as he walked out.

They're starting the meal, and he can feel his whole tense up, thinking of Jiwon in her off-shoulder crop top and jeans. When he sat down, he earned Jinyoung's attention. He asked, "Where've you been? You're sweating and it's weird."

He made himself comfortable on his seat. He simply answered, "The sun was glaring outside, and my friend asked me stuff about Jiwon since he heard about her working with us."

Jiwon pauses for a second, then raises an eye brow at him. She was sitting in between Mark and Jackson, across Yugyeom and Bambam.

Yugyeom only smirked and continued to look away. He clearly knows how to manipulate the upcoming situations now, and can't believe how things are going well for him.

"Jiwon is quite popular in America too. Well, because she took classes in Millennium and in North Hollywood after graduating from Hanlim," their head choreographer explained to everyone from across the table, taking a bite of his food.

She only listened, and she felt someone's legs brush against hers under the table. Before she can even check who it was and apologize, she noticed a widening grin on Yugyeom's face.

The information made Jackson gasp in surprise. He said, "Oh? Yugyeom graduated from Hanlim too, though! Did you happen to know her, Gyeom-ah?"

She felt her cheeks heat up and try to continue breathing as she felt as if a pool of how water have just been washed over her. He wanted her to want him keep going.

The whole thing was ridiculous. Yugyeom was for sure not interested. But then here he is, who might just be playing with her so she tried her best not to mind it.

Jiwon was staring at hin, waiting for his answer. Yugyeom bites into his chicken sub and licks his delectable lips, an action she was almost certain he does on purpose, which brought back memories of his lips on hers.

This guy is really something, and he was making her feel things she had never felt before. He cleared his throat before answering his hyung, "I have known her, but we never really got acquainted."

She then shifted her gaze down on the plate in front of her. Jiwon did all of her best not to look up at Yugyeom. But it was hard, because he was purposely landing his foot by her legs under the table. She knew very well that he was doing that for attention, her attention.

Never really got acquainted, the sentence repeated in her mind.

Now she was cursing under her breath at the stupid things Yugyeom was saying. She was cursing under her breath at Yugyeom. Jiwon was trying to compose herself, and Yugyeom's sentiments were not helping at all.

Their teacher clapped his hands to get everyone's attention, and everyone immediately stopped what they were doing.

He announced, "Today, we will be doing something different with the class. I've decided to take it up a notch for a challenge as one of your major practicals."

The room was filled with mixed emotions. Some were cheering, and some were groaning which included her.

This teacher is a great dancer and choreographer. He was even a great father and friend to the class. But he also has his own way of getting things interesting. And this time, it didn't seem pleasant at all.

He added once again, "And don't fret. I will be picking the partners today so everyone come sit down in front."

It only made her groan a lot more. All of them started going to the front, and sat on a spot on the floor. There was someone from behind who called her out. Though she already knew who it is, "Psst."

"Shut up, Kim Yugyeom," she snapped at him, turning around to see him grinning from ear to ear.

"Shut up, Kim Yugyeom," he mocked, his voice higher and squeakier.

"I do not sound like that," she gagged. She hissed at him, "Stop pestering me. You're a monkey."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Am not!"

"Well, are too—"

The teacher cleared his throat, making both snap back to the front. He said with a raised eye brow, "Kim Yugyeom, Lee Jiwon, you never really get along. So you two are partnering up for this."

"WHAT?" both Yugyeom and Jiwon yelled out. Their eyes were practically bulging out of its sockets. Jiwon pointed at the boy in disgust, "Please don't let me be partners with him!"

Yugyeom scoffed, also with a disgusted face, "And I'm quite sure that I won't let myself be partners with you either!"

Hoping to change their teacher's mind, they only earned a stern look. He told them, "That is enough. You both have to stop bickering around since we are starting."

She could feel Yugyeom's glare on her from behind. Girls were on the right side, and the boys were on the left. Jiwon glared back as she turned around to face the mirror and started stretching.

Twenty minutes into the choreography, everyone realized how mature the whole routine is. Her mind started to drift to the boys' side unknowingly. And heck, her timing is for real.

They were doing the part where the girls have to lie down with knees bent in an upright position. At the same time, the guys doing the grind. They were in a push up position but with legs spread apart then they have to dip their body for the grind.

In the exact moment, Yugyeom locked eyes with her as he grinded down slowly. And the boy even had the nerve to bite his lip while doing so.

Jiwon didn't know what exactly happened to her. But heck, that was hot. And she might be a tad turned on. Her mouth might be a little bit ajar, but she quickly regained her composure. The boy was a tease.

She glared at her, and he in turn winked at her. Jiwon probably just had creep goosebumps because Yugyeom is being such a maniac. She then turned her attention to the routine, because these thoughts aren't going to calm down if she didn't.

When their teacher called her out for a little solo, she immediately stood up. Jiwon was not as confident as she seems, though. Because these kind of dance aren't really her style. She just hopes she won't make herself look like a perverted wiggly worm.

All of the attention was on her as she walked to the middle, immediately taking position as the music started playing. while she was doing a freestyle, her eyes caught Yugyeom once again. He had a challenging smirk on his face. And then, it reminded her how this guy always annoyed her. Maybe a little tease wouldn't hurt.

Jiwon started dancing once the song reached the part where the choreography starts. She put energy into every step, her facial expressions intact. Honestly, feeling the music while letting it take control all over your body is the technique for her.

She was feeling the music. It was almost the part wherein the grind happens so she prepared herself to glide. As she dipped down, she made sure to make eye contact with Yugyeom. She grinned upwards then slightly bit her lower lip.

The cheers erupted around the room. A chorus of claps and cheers passed around as she continued dancing.

Once it was done and it was the freestyle part, she did a little funny dance because doing the whole 'sexy' things is tiring for her. She might be not a huge fan of it, but it's fun.

A friend gave her a sideways hand-five. The teacher also commended her as they were reminded, "I expect all of you to have a chemistry with your partners. I am also expecting the best of your routines, giving it more twist."

The duo, she almost forgot about it.

Jiwon went her way over to Yugyeom. He was obviously out of his zone. She smirked and moved a little forward, "Got a little bothered? Can't an idol handle a sensual routine?"

Yugyeom only pushed her back. He rolled his eyes and said, "In your dreams, Lee."

No matter how much she loved teasing him, doing the whole routine with him made her feel nervous and a lot anxious. Because this is Yugyeom, and no matter how confident Jiwon seems around him, she still becomes a nervous wreck. Her nerves would always get the best of her.

The boy is Kim Yugyeom. And no matter she hates to admit it, he was hot. He was a tease despite being annoying at the same time.

There were voices that interrupted her thoughts. She got taken aback, realising the Jackson was looking at her, "Are you listening, Jiwon-ssi?"

Jiwon literally haven't heard a word of what Jackson said so she just nodded, hoping that he won't confront her about what she was thinking just now. She turned her body to face him and showing him that she was now giving him her full attention. She admitted, "Sorry, I checked out for a second there."

"Just ask her again nicely, hyung. Her mind is obviously a little preoccupied," Yugyeom winks at her as she turned her head away from him.

She was glad that everyone was oblivious to what was actually going on between them, even the sneaky signals that the jackass was sending her.

"What were you saying again?" she asked Jackson.

"I was asking if you want to come with us tonight since this is the only chance we'll have to head out," Jackson gets straight into asking if she wants to head out.

Apparently, this would be the first time someone asked her to go out tonight. Since that night, she did not ever went out to party again. She wanted to go, but the thought that Yugyeom is giving her looks scares her shitless. She says unsurely, "Well, I'm not sure. I'll have to know if I still have schedule later on."

The guys nodded only. She suddenly thought about why Yugyeom was like that. And why she was submitting—well, scared. But then someone's phone dinged.

She didn't care and went back to her food and continue eating. She then suddenly almost choked when Yugyeom spoke.

"Aish, my friend texted me. I don't think I'll be able to come with you guys tonight," he chimes in as she sets his phone on the table again.

Jiwon turned and glared at him but he just smirks for a second before 'sincerely' looking at his hyungs. Mark said, "It's okay, just catch up on us if you can later on."

He unlocked his phone again and texted quickly. He said, "Of course, hyung. I want to be there with you guys."

Suddenly, her phone vibrated by her back pocket. No one seemed to notice though, because everyone carried on to small talks as the lunch proceeded.

Come to my house by eight... or else, the letters formed.

Her eyes widened as she quickly locked her phone before anyone could take a peek or even ask what she was looking at.

Never in a million years did she felt anxious or nervous about such thing. She never even imagined it actually happening to her.

Yugyeom watched her secretly from across the table as she tried to eat. He watched the way her fingers absentmindedly touched her lips and he ground his teeth together.

After the guys left, she just couldn't get her shit together. Since her house was not too far from the place, she decided to just walk home. To be honest, she wanted to clear up her mind. All that was happening between her and Yugyeom was driving her crazy.

There was a market on the way, and there were eye-catching accessories and clothes. Maybe she could get a little shopping spree to take her mind off of stuff.

But who was she even kidding, she's not getting Yugyeom out of her head. How did they even ended up like this?

After being paired up after that practical, the other students started teasing them. Of course, the teachers also found out about it. And since then, they were always picked together for pair projects.

Right now they were working on a project in Yugyeom's house. The due was tomorrow, and Jiwon did not want to waste time but it was draining. There was still the film left to make a report about.

It was weird. The film assigned for the class was Dear John. There were subtitles, but it was really odd that they were doing a report about it.

The movie was a bit sappy and lovely, but she is not like other girls who cries over one. So when it came to a love scene, Jiwon relaxed and then she felt something on my arms because it brushed over Yugyeom to get some ice cream.

Slightly laughing to herself, Jiwon tried my best to hold it back because she knew he'll be embarrassed. She was sure that he's being goofy right now because of the love scene.

Jiwon found out that Yugyeom was deviant when it comes to such things. When the movie was finished, she asked him, "Do you want to start the report now? What do you want to do now?"

Yugyeom was running fingers through his hair. She looked at her for a bit, and his orbs were getting darker by the minute. She kind of gulped a bit, biting her lip. The boy mumbled, "You."

Chuckling, she sat up. She slapped his arm and told him, "Hell to the motherfucking no, Kim Yugyeom."

She tried to laugh it off, expecting that he'd also laugh. But she can clearly see his mouth, creeping into a smirk. Jiwon looked away and stood up, getting a pen and a paper to write down the points of the film.

But a figure leaned on her. She can feel a hot breath, and she closed her eyes when she felt his luscious lips land on her neck. Yugyeom turned her around and pulled her closer.

He kissed her full on her lips, and he even bit her lower lip, making his tongue explore her mouth. It's funny how her system was betraying her. Jiwon was enjoying it despite the fact that it was wrong to kiss Kim Yugyeom. But all that was in her mind right now is the texture of his beautiful, plump lips. The way his tongue explored her mouth. And the way it seemed that his touch was perfect whenever he pulls her closer to him, to kiss her more.

When he pulled away, she felt like her knees were starting to get weak. But then Yugyeom claimed her lips again as his mouth moved to the nape of her neck. He bit it, and sucked it. And he even licked it after a good suck.

Once again, Yugyeom broke off the kiss. And she swore, his orbs shifted darker again. He pleaded and looked at me in the eyes, "You've been making me feel things I shouldn't be feeling, Jiwon-ah."

When he said it, his voice shifted deeper and a bit huskier. Yugyeom trailed his hands down her ass. He squeezed them and made her open her mouth a bit, only for Yugyeom to take advantage and slip his tongue in. "Y-Yug... Yugyeom, j-just..."

Yugyeom pulled her body closer. His crotch was being rubbed against her womanhood. She shivered at his words, "Just what, baby?"

She huffed as Yugyeom leaned in, planting a wet kiss on her temple and biting it. Jiwon stuttered, "Just... uh, j-just plea-please... kiss me."

He snaked his hands around her and pulled her closer to his chest as their lips moved in sync. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he went deeper into the kiss. He groaned once when he bit her lower lip, her hands running through his hair, "Fuck, I want you. I want to keep doing you."

They hit each other's lips hard but neither one of them acknowledged that. He grabbed her leg to hook them on his hips. She groaned as she let him took charge, "Then do me."

Jiwon closed her eyes and as she felt so much pleasure from his kisses alone. He cupped her face and pulled her closer. His tongue explored her mouth once again, giving me chills that her whole system enjoyed.

Shaking her head, she looked at her watch to check what the time was. She should probably head back home and take a shower. Jiwon was getting too much events in her head that it was starting to ache.

There was an outline that she was making for herself tonight. Only to be reminded that Kim freaking Yugyeom have texted her. More like threatened her.

The hot bath was soothing. But she remained in her pyjamas when the clock strikes thirty minutes to eight.

7:35. The glowing blue light from her bedside table clock tantalises her as she continued to bite her lip. Yugyeom just cannot boss her around like that. Her heart rate was accelerating. She can feel the thick blood pumping through her veins, heating up her entire body. Her bedroom felt smaller and the air feels thinner.

7:40. Twenty minutes. She haven't been able to sleep at all. Jiwon tried to bury her head into her pillow and forget him just for tonight. But his proposition ket forcing itself into her mind. It was not a proposition, though. It was an order, a threat. If she didn't show up in his house at 8, she would be disobeying him. Not that he has any right to be in authority like that, but the memory of this morning hitched, "But next time, I won't let you off as easy."

7:45. Jiwon found herself changing into leggings and a hoodie. She carefully booked a cab on an application. He must be expecting her to knock on his door at exactly 8, by now.

7:57. She walked a few steps to find the familiar door. She pressed the doorbell. Jiwon suddenly got a moment of doubt. She shouldn't be doing this. It was her desires getting the best of her and possessing her hand. The door clicked open and dark brown orbs caught her own.

Silently, he pulled her softly inside saying, "You came."

Jiwon felt her heartbeats speed up as he dragged her into his room. The dark room drew her in and she noticed that the only thing preventing the room from being pitch black is the weak bedside lamp. It filled the room with a warm yet distant light.

A large bed is centered in the room. It was a hazel wood framing the huge mattress.

Everyone knew that Yugyeom is staying with his brother in his house. Oh, how much of a liar he was. Only if people knew the stupid excuse so the members would't come to his house.

His soft expression fades away as he moves in closer, the tip of his nose barely touching hers. Yugyeom slowly moves his lips towards hers, and just as they are about to meet, he exhales and she feels his warm breath brush against her cheeks. He takes another quick glance in her eyes before his lips meet hers. He pushed her closer. Jiwon can feel the heat radiating off his chest, and his warm lips kisses her. Yugyeom cups her cheeks with his hands and smiles.

He then removes her hand from her face and caresses her cheeks. There was a discomforting squint in his eyes, "Talk to me, baby. Tell me what you're thinking."

Millions of thoughts run through her head as she contemplates the possible events. Either she says she doesn't want to, or let her desire take over her.

"I want to," she breathed and she feels her cheeks redden. Her whole body freezes and waits for his reaction. Yugyeom smirks wickedly and travels his hand all over her body.

Yugyeom laid her on the bed and his hand slipping under her hoodie. She didn't have any shirt but just sports bra. Yugyeom expertly pulled its band and cupped one of of boobs. He teases, "You like that?"

He kept planting soft kisses, making her eyes close and enjoy the heavenly feeling of Yugyeom's lips on hers and all over.

Jiwon moaned between one of any kisses on her neck. He laughs with a smirk and looks at her. Yugyeom moves his head away from her throat and his hand travels further down.

Now, she completely lost control over her thoughts and her mind scatters. Yugyeom breathed as he laid her properly down on the bed, "Mine."

〇 ⏪⏸⏩ 二

[lashton-attraction]

Truth or Dare

It was a simple question that started it all. Which was the worst, how was one simple question able to fuck Ashton up this much?

Ok, so maybe it wasn't the question that was the prior reason to Ashton's internal crisis - but rather the action. It had started out easy, Ashton among with another ten people had been sitting in a circle, and suddenly some dude had been screaming "truth or dare!" That's how it began.

No one started on the heavy stuff right away. It started easy as, do you have a crush? Who is the hottest person in the room? Kiss the person to your left on the cheek or mix coffee and cola, and drink it. Simple stuff.

Until it was Ashton's turn.

Michael had decided to pull the biggest dick move in the entire world's history, by asking him a simple question.

"Ashton, truth or dare?" Judging by Michael's smirk, Ashton could tell this wouldn't go smoothly. Ashton knew exactly why, as well.

Once Ashton had been stupid and admitted his huge crush, on his best friend - Luke. Who was too oblivious to notice, luckily. Ashton had thought he could play it cool, by choosing truth. Play it safe, but Ashton knew exactly what Michael had in mind.

If Ashton chose truth, Michael would ask him the question of who his crush was. And no fucking way Ashton was admitting his crush on Luke in front of Luke. And if Ashton would tell Luke about his crush on him, he wouldn't tell him in front of a crowd, playing truth or dare. Ashton had some dignity.

So to save himself, he chose dare.

"Dare," he said but regretted it immediately when he saw the smirk on the red-haired boy. Michael was getting it later.

"I dare you to sit on Luke's lap the rest of the game," Michael said, and he could hear the crowd shout, but the sound was blurred out. All Ashton could hear was his heart beating in his ears, and he could literally feel the blood being drained from his face. He was shocked, to cut it short.

His eyes darted to Luke's to see if his blond friend was okay with it, and his face was equally shocked, but soon he cracked a smile, and Ashton hated how Luke didn't say anything about it. Luke should say something about not wanting another male in his lap, but the blue-eyed boy said nothing.

"Get a move on it," Michael said, and the brunet was literally pushed in the direction Luke was. and that's how Ashton ended in Luke's lap, trying not to move to prevent the situation to become more awkward and uncomfortable. But if that was it, it would have been easy. Michael had more in storage for him. Sadly.

"Luke, truth or dare?" Calum asked, and Ashton hoped Luke would move so he didn't have to sit in Luke's lap anymore. But that wasn't it.

"Dare," the blond answered quickly, and Ashton hated the grin on the raven-haired's face. That little fucker was in on it too. Ashton didn't know what Michael and Calum had planned, but their plan involved trying to get Ashton and Luke close and make them uncomfortable.

The honey brunet wanted to scream at his best friend that he should've chosen truth, but he had no right to say so. If he had chosen truth, he wouldn't be sitting in Luke's lap, but then again if he'd chosen truth everyone, including Luke, would know about his feelings towards the blond.

"I dare you to make a hickey on Ashton's neck," Calum said, and Ashton was surprised of how loud the gasp that left his mouth was. What the actual fuck. Ashton didn't want a hickey, especially from Luke. Because that would give him false hope. He just needed to remind himself that Luke was a friend, not a boyfriend. Which was kind of hard because of the devil duo, Michael and Calum.

"What?" was all that came out of Luke's mouth, but Ashton could tell he was shocked as well. Who wouldn't be?

"Dude, it's his best friend," a guy exclaimed.

"You have to do it," another one exclaimed. Ashton knew Luke had to, he'd already used up his one pass, and couldn't refuse. And Ashton would've passed this one up if he had a pass.

He'd used his one up as well. Calum and Michael took full advantage of this, those fuckers.

With one motion Luke had changed the direction Ashton was sitting in. Now facing Luke instead of the crowd. A blush painted his cheeks as his hazel eyes looked into Luke's blue, but he kept his mouth shut, and tried to focus on something else.

The room was dead silent as Luke's plump lips were softly pressed against Ashton's sun-kissed skin. Ashton didn't dare look at Luke and tried to focus on the white-painted wall behind the two of them. He couldn't let this get to him, because Luke had no interest in him.

Ashton could feel his gaze wandering to Luke, where the boy's lips kissed up his neck, before settling on a spot. He shut his eyes together and hoped it was over soon. Secretly enjoying the feeling of Luke kissing his neck. After all, it had been a secret wish for several months now, but this wasn't the way Ashton had imagined getting his wish achieved.

It didn't take Luke long to suck on his skin, and slightly bite it, trying to leave a purple, or at least a red mark for everyone to see. Ashton wouldn't lie and say it was uncomfortable, because he very much enjoyed having Luke this close. But it was awkward.

Everyone was watching him with intense eyes, and Ashton triefd to fight back a moan. Fuck his sensitive neck, and fuck Luke as well for making him feel this way. But most of all, fuck Michael and Calum for doing this to them. Their friendship had been going steady for almost ten years, but Ashton couldn't blame it if their friendship went downhill from today on.

Soon Luke finished up, thankfully, because Ashton was unsure how long he could possibly hold back a moan. And Ashton's neck had now a big, red mark. Which Luke almost seemed proud of, in a strange way.

The game moved on from the couple, and Ashton was displeased with his new mark. "Luke," he hissed to the blond, making sure no one else could hear them. "What the fuck, this is too high for me to cover up."

Ashton didn't expect an apology that's for sure, but he'd didn't expect Luke to shrug and say; "I guess life's like that sometimes." Which Luke did, it seemed like he made the hickey there on purpose. Making sure Ashton couldn't cover it up, but that'd be strange. Because they're like brothers, Luke had no romantic feelings towards Ashton.

His mind was elsewhere, to caught up on thinking how he'd pay pack Michael and Calum, so he didn't hear the question from Michael. Luke had to be the one nudge him to get his focus on Michael.

"What?" Ashton asked his red-haired friend, which only rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"I said: truth or dare?"

Hesitantly Ashton replied, "dare." Ashton was not more ready to admit his crush now than he was last time, but now he'd seen what Calum and Michael could do.

"I dare you to kiss Luke," Michael said, happy with himself coming up with a so unoriginal dare, that could still cause such terror. And that's exactly what fucked Ashton up.

He had to kiss his best friend. Not sit on his lap, not get a hickey from him, but kiss him. The only real border between really close friends and a dating couple. Boyfriends kissed you, friends didn't. But here Michael was, asking him. No, making him cross that border.

Ashton was about to say something, complain, shout, cry or do something, but Luke beat him to it. "Will you guys quit it?" Luke said, and Ashton could hear that Luke was holding back a sob. They'd been friends for ten years, of course, Ashton could recognize Luke's "sad voice".

"Yeah, I like Ashton, very funny guys. But it's just mean to give me false hope, to give me the feeling on how it's to date Ashton when I'm not. You're acting like a bunch of assholes," Luke said, and Ashton froze.

Luke likes him?

Ashton was about say something, but Luke cut him off, probably scared of rejection. He didn't believe what he was hearing, that Luke liked him as well. When did that happen? When did Luke, the sexy motherfucker who could have anyone he wanted, start to like Ashton that loser everyone just tolerated because Luke's his best friend? When?

Had pigs learned to fly?

"Luke, we're doing it because everyone else can see you're in love with each other, except the two of you," Calum said, and Michael agreed quickly.

"We're sor-.." Michael started but got interrupted.

"It's rude fucking with someone's emotions, just leave it," Luke said annoyed, and pushed Ashton off his lap before he stood up and walked away. Ashton was quick to follow, not letting Luke go before the two of them had talked.

"Luke," Ashton shouted after the blond, trying to catch up to him. But damn Luke and his long legs. Ashton didn't catch up before the two of them stood outside of Michael's house.

"Luke," Ashton said, already tired. Maybe he should consider working out more? "Wait up."

"What do you want, Ash? What could you possibly want from me?" Luke snapped at him, "I'm sorry for snapping," Luke quickly apologized. Just because Luke was irritated, it didn't mean that Luke should let his irritation out on Ashton, Ashton had done him nothing.

"Did you really mean what you said in there?" Ashton asked carefully, "are you in love with me?"

"I- yeah. Yeah, I am," Luke admitted, looking so insecure and small at that moment. Even though Luke was 6'4. "But don't worry, Ash. I won't let it ruin our friendship," Luke promised quickly. So scared of being rejected. He didn't want to lose Ashton, even if he could only have Ashton as a friend.

"I like you too," Ashton said.

"Of course you like me, we're best friends for fuck's sake," Luke said. Not catching the real meaning of the words.

"No, Luke I like you, as in I have feelings for you. I'm in love with you," Ashton said, and was so scared of being rejected, still when he knew that Luke had admitted feeling the same. But what if it was a prank, or Luke didn't want him in that way? It was stupid to think that way, but Ashton couldn't help it.

The blond said nothing, instead, he pulled Ashton into a kiss. A better way of saying what he wanted to say because sometimes words just aren't enough.

[mysticwhatnow]

Can you make RFA + v + saeran cheats on MC than she knows but they don't know she knows. She take everything she owns and wipe her existence from their home ( takes everything she put and the photos she's in ) than leaves her phone so they won't track her and leave them without a word just a proof of what they did. How would they react to it / how it'll end. I'll leave it to you ^^ thank you :3 bounce is MC was pregnant and didn't tell them.

Oh, jeez, this was slightly difficult! But I hope this is to your liking!

Yoosung

he didn’t know how it happened, honestly??

one day he was at college and the next he was in a bed with another woman?

he felt so bad, he wanted to tell MC but he knew she would probably leave

he couldn’t lose her

so he kept it a secret, and continued the affair with the woman

only because she was helping him study,, uh-huh, sure yoosung

but of course, MC does find out

and b o y is she angry

she’s so upset and she’s so angry with herself for not finding out sooner and upset at yoosung

especially with the baby she just found out she was having with him

and she was so excited about that too!! 

but now she doesn’t know what to do

she ends up wiping everything clean, going incognito completely

she leaves her phone and takes the photos and everything

she doesn’t want any trace 

when he comes home he loses it, he knows what happened and what he just lost

months pass and they’re still hoping she might one day show up again

yoosung ends up seeing her at a market and drops everything

he rushes to her and stops dead in front of her when he sees the stomach bulge

had she moved on?? 

she tries to ignore him and move on but it’s so painful and she’s trying not to cry

he keeps explaining what he did was a mistake and it was reckless and he’s sorry and he won’t do it again

it’s just a lot of frantic apologizing and rambling that she had grown to love

so she gives in, but it’ll take a long time for her to forgive him completely

surprised, he asks her about the baby thinking she was with another guy and stuff 

she doesn’t say anything for a moment and speaks softly

“it’s your child” and he’s d e a d- his child?!?! seemed like the guilt doubled at that 

she had to deal with a child on the way and the fact the father cheated on her

he hugs her close and apologizes more saying he’ll never do that again

in the end, the two end up happy again, plus a tiny little bab!

Zen

it was with one of his co-actors

mc was coming to give him his lunch and walks in his room/thingy ma jiggy

finds him making out with a actor against the wall 

she drops the lunch and doesn’t give it second thought, running off

zen sees her, going to chase after her but the directors and others are getting in the way

when he reaches home, he’s to late, everything it gone

the pictures, the phone is left, and her clothes are gone

how did she move so fast?? 

he ends up alerting the rfa fast, begging for seven and jumin’s help

he needs to find her, he needs to apologize

they search for her and search, but they don’t seem to have any clue where she might be

he’s completely heartbroken, but never gives up

until one day, he gets a call

“are you related to MC?” 

his heart drops because he knows how this works

he explains how he’s her ex, and leaves it at that

“sir, i’m afraid she’s passed away from a car accident.”

just when he thought it couldn’t get worse

losing her? forever?

the doctor also explains how she was pregnant and they delivered the baby before she died

and explained how he was the father

he doesn’t hesitate, he figures it all out, signs papers, whatever. that baby is his and he won’t hurt it

he ends up raising the child and always tells he/she how great mc was

but he still cries as night, because he knows he won’t ever see her.

mamamystic is not a nice person

Jaehee

i can already hear the cries

“jAEHEE WOULD NEVER!!! SHE’S SO INNOCENT!!! PROTECC!!”

please she’d probably be staying at work late right and just is so fucking tired

so this one girl slithers right on up like “hey you need a place to crash?”

and i don’t know about you

but i make the worst mistakes when i’m sleep deprived

so she could’ve easily mistaken this chick for mc 

so she goes, right 

easily submissive, tired, got some of that good puss ya feel

of course, mc being the generous person they are, goes to Jaehee’s work

also to deliver the news that hey, the sperm donor thingy was successful. she was preggo. 

but she gets there, and to her surprise, no jaehee

so she asks around, blah blah, and one person explains how jaehee went home with another chick

now, mc isn’t one to assume, so she calmly leaves and just goes home 

doesn’t even call

she trusts jaehee, maybe she was doing work at the chick’s house

so morning comes, ye?

and jaehee comes home, super early, super super fucking guilty

but oh me oh my mc was there

she was w a t c h i n g 

mc ends up speaking from the couch, all calmly and startling the shit out of jaehee 

“so where were you babe?”

jaehee ends up telling her, furiously apologizing

mc doesn’t really know to react because she?? trusted jaehee??

but she does know what she’s gonna do 

she just,, fucking leaves 

not even saying anything

just out the door

jaehee knows better to stop her so she just

collapses on the couch

doesn’t show up on the chat

neither does mc so both are extremely worried

jaehee leaves for work (jumin forced her), and when she gets back, all of mc’s shit is gone

she doesn’t know how to react, but she buries it well 

she hides all the emotions, she just says “mc left” if anyone ever asks

it got to the point the whole rfa was worried sick 

they couldn’t find mc at all

so they eventually just.. gave up

she became nothing but a distant memory

(hahaha get it i made this ending sad)

Jumin

breathes in. breathes out. 

okay so jumin,,, tsk tsk. he would never ever hurt mc, but a few slip ups happen here and there

im sure something happened at his work, or the dude just fucked up

he probably ended up banging some girl while drunk in a cat suit for god sakes

anyways, he probably would tell mc right away, because he loves her and can’t lose her blah blah

anyways, i’m sure when she found out she was devastated because knowing jumin

she was informed of this over phone while he’s on a trip

the call goes well, she pretends it’s okay but inside she’s breaking

and what’s worse is she was just about to tell him the results came back positive

thats right. mc is pregnant fuckers. 

and she’s just, broken and she doesn’t know what to do except to run

so she does, she packs her shit, everything into the multiple suitcases 

it’s not hard to bypass everyone, if she explains she’s off on a trip to the spa or something

she manages to explain how she’d rather walk to said ‘spa’ to relax 

but really she’s just, leaving

nowhere else to go

she ends up disappearing though, and whenever jumin calls and doesn’t get a answer, he panics and calls the guards

but there’s literally no sign of her, all her pictures are gone

jumin freaks out more because 1. he knows what he did and it’s his fault and 2. he’s worried mc will get hurt

he ends up bringing out the big guns, goes crazy to search for her 

he comes home straight after, alerts rfa and everything. 

everyone’s on a wild goose chase to find her

eventually they find her, thanks to seven finding her friends’ places and doing a big ‘ol search, even if she left her phone

which she obviously did, she’s not stupid

by this time a couple of months has passed, because ya know, i said so

when they find her (she had been staying at a distant cousins house a few states away)

they knocked on the door and it wasn’t the guards or anything, no it was jumin

he looked like a mess, for once in his life

he was acting just like when he lost elizabeth

he begs and begs and apologizes (professionally, ofc)

just kidding

he notices the baby bulge too and it doesn’t take an idiot to do the math and realize

it breaks him even more because she kept it and he didn’t even know

it takes a lot of persuading and a lot of lost trust needed to be rebuilt, but she eventually does come back

she loves him even if he fucked up

many months later, things are back to normal- somewhat

they now have a little tiny munchikin :oo

Saeyoung

big big oof

see now saeyoung,,, saeyoung just fucked up really

he knows it too when he wakes up the next morning and he’s not in the same bed and you aren’t around

and the girl next to him is totally unregistered in his mind and he knows nothing

but unlike the others, saeyoung would probably say something and knowing him, make a small (or large, depending on how he views the situation) deal out of it

either way, mc would be pissed

because last week she found out she was pregnant with his child

so tears running down her face, she actually begins to pack right in front of his eyes

now he’s breaking down, begging her to stop and beginning to cry

he even goes to grab her hand but she yanks it and slaps him right across the face

“don’t fucking touch me, who knows where those hands have been.” she most likely snarled under her breath because WOO she’s upset. 

they don’t have a lot of pictures to begin with, so she doesn’t worry about those. she doesn’t even bother with his phone

as she’s leaving she turns, goes to grab his hand

he thinks she might change her mind or something to keep her from leaving 

but it’s actually just her phone and a sad and broken smile

me rn: nsgrejghkjfjhdfkhdk

and then she just.. leaves. and he can’t track her, he can’t do anything

saeyoung goes… completely opposite

he grows distant with the rfa, and he gets harsh and more cold

jaehee is a CONCERN MOM

thankfully, she has her ways, and her and mc were always close

so she finds where mc is staying (with her parents) and calls

basically she explains and like, begs mc to at least come over

mc can’t really say no. she loves saeyoung and she adores jaehee

so she does, arrives to his place and everything

before she can enter the arabic thing, it opens and seven’s there with tears and almost trips when he bends over and apologizes

like. a lot.

mc got to like 100 before she told him to stop

they talk, obviously, about them and about her baby

yes, saeyoung it’s yours

he’s mixed with sadness and so much joy

months down the road, you guys are better and with a little baby

mc doesn’t regret coming back to saeyoung thank god

Jihyun Kim

oh boy.

now, see here

jihyun probably just did a small fuckity uppity.

basically, he went to a photo contest and won, so a lot of girls were on him 

and drinks were there

and it went from 1 drink, to 2, to 5.

it didn’t go well, especially when mc had traveled all her way to surprise jihyun with her pregnancy test

so when she arrives at his hotel and finds it unlocked with clothes scattered everywhere, her heart drops

then switches to angry like nu-uh hunny no one cheats on me

she walks into the bedroom and tosses clothing at v, giving him a startling wakeup

she’s yelling and ranting and then finally tosses her phone and pregnancy test 

“hope you’re happy” is the last thing she says before slamming the door and leaving

v is.. DISTRESS.

he chases after her, lotsa stumbling and half nakedness too.

but she’s already out of the building

she thankfully gets a ride and manages to find a hotel to stay at

she doesn’t talk to anyone, so v has to suffice for the explanation

it doesn’t go so well either with the group

just like the previous ones, they’re upset and angry

mc definitely never deserved that

and v knows that

so he takes it into his own hand. he doesn’t return, but literaly S E A R C H E S for mc

day and night

it’s becoming draining, and he’s using her phone and only the memories of her to help him

and eventually he finds her

and he’s just, so awful and distressed mc has to double take

“what are you doing v?” and he just, breaks down apologizing

he’s crying, it’s some nasty crying too

he’s begging for her forgiveness, down on his knees and grabbing his hands

mc doesn’t really know what to do,,, honestly

she’s so conflicted? but she knows he loves her and she loves him

so with hesitant moving, she bends down and just,,, hugs him

and if you’ve ever seen someone breaking down worse but because they’re so happy

yeah that’s v lole

they end up staying at the hotel a bit longer to detress and later on, have their baby!!! its very cute and i love v thanks

Saeran

why.

okay so,, i imagine he met them from mint eye? just a friend that also got out of mint eye too?

(oops spoilers)

so anyways they start messaging after saeran and mc start dating and saeran is a bit clueless

until she shows up at their literal house and comes and is like

“mmm yes saeran” and he’s like “nOoOoo!” 

but for plot yea it happened

can you tell im tired

anyways so he wakes up and he realizes and he’s just,,,so guilty

but like saeyoung he’d tell mc

but he’d make it very blunt, yet very emotional so mc is a very big ????????????????

she’s so hurt and so angry, especially after coming back from the doctors

but she can’t just,, leave the two siblings alone

so she ops for the couch, even though saeyoung is confused

when he finds out though he’s so concerned, especially because later during the night he sees saeran occasionally pop his head out to stare at mc who was asleep on the couch

“dude, you fucked up” “it wasn’t my fault?” “????????????”

so saeyoung and him talk about it 

yes, saeran was guilty for going through it, but saeran hasn’t exactly been used to all this 

mc had to understand this, and saeyoung was sure she did

but despite his efforts, saeran and mc can just... not talk 

mc’s to upset and bothered about something, and saeran doesn’t just understand

so when saeyoung finally forces them (with a bit of exasperated yelling)

mc blurts out “im pregnant”

silence.

saeran just... stares? “is it mine?”

“of course it is you dimwit.” 

that breaks a bit of tension because she laughd and saeran cracks a much needed smile

so they do talk

saeran explains his point and mc explains her point

they eventually understand, and comfort each other

mc goes over to hug and saeran’s just... smiling and saeyoung feels proud 

and proud of himself but yknow

later on they have a cute little brown haired baby with orange eyes and theyre so cute!!!!

HEY GUYS!!! IM BACK!! I took a severe long hiatus because I lost interest in Mystic Messenger, but recently got the game again and here I am!! I hope you all haven’t missed me to much.