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pjxmin · 8 years ago

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PARTS: 1 // 2 // 3 // 4 // 5 // 6 // 7 // 8 // epilogue Pairing: Jimin x reader Words: 7,760 Genre: smut, angst, supernatural au. ↳ click here for warnings by part (potential spoilers).

When playing the lying game, there are but two rules. The first is to be convincing. Live the lie, breathe the lie, believe it so wholeheartedly it becomes your new truth. The second is to always remember there are other players in the game, some of whom have been playing it far longer than you.

Time always seemed to go slowly for you. It has always consisted of a lot of waiting, searching, and more waiting. Waiting for leads, waiting for information, waiting for days to turn into weeks, into months, into years. Every day began to seem the same, and the most exciting moments have been those when you're risking your life. Kind of fucked up, but true.

Recently, though, this has changed. Jimin has changed everything. Somehow, time has passed in a blur of meet ups, of laughter, of actually leaving the safety of the church and experiencing the things the world has to offer. Jimin makes you see the beauty in the mundane and take a look at things you've experienced hundreds of times through a different set of eyes. Suddenly, just walking in silence takes on a whole new meaning with him beside you, or even popping by a fast food joint becomes a billion times more interesting as you watch him dunk his french fries into a milkshake (a strange combination that he has tried to make you enjoy, but failed).

Time both seems to go too slow when you're apart and too fast when you're together. One instance, you were both talking until the early hours of the morning at his place, only realizing the time at 4AM. You stayed the night, sleeping in his guest room, just a few steps away from his bedroom. You didn't get any sleep, of course, despite how incredibly comfortable the bed was. He offered to drive you "home" (a fake address to an apartment just across town from him), but you insisted on walking. Your mind buzzed the entire way home, trying to understand what this new friendship meant and how it would affect your mission to avenge your parents. You've been distracted, but you're enjoying it. Possibly more than you should. You've been making stupid, half thought through decisions, and there's no room for those kinds of mistakes in a life like yours.

Mistake number one manifested as a mobile phone. A cheap one from the grocery store, but a phone nonetheless. You've never had one and you wouldn't have the first clue how to use it, but you bought it on a whim. The realization of what you'd done hit you when you were driving back to the church and were struck with distraught feelings you've never felt before. How could you be so reckless? Just for a boy? The two of you have gotten along just fine without calling or texting, there's no need to change anything now. Jimin understood your 'explanation' for not owning a phone. You'd justified it with a "It just makes me feel too connected. People used to get by just fine without them. There are so many beautiful things to experience in the world, I don't want to miss any of it because of some dumb little screen." Sure, the excuse sounds a bit lame, but there must be people out there who think that way and genuinely do wish to escape the crazy technological world.

Nothing bad happened as a result of your rash decision, but you did drive all the way back to town and leave the phone, along with twenty dollars, beside a sleeping figure in the park.

Hoseok returns from his trip after four weeks, bearing new supplies, weapons, but no information. You want to tell him about Jimin right away, but you're not sure what his reaction will be. And a part of you wants to keep this as something that's just yours, just for a little longer. You're okay with sharing everything with Hoseok, but you know that the moment you do, this thing with Jimin becomes reality. It'll become something you have to discuss and understand in terms of The Bigger Picture, and you're not quite ready for that yet.

You're sure that Hoseok suspects something. Of course he does. There's no other reason for you to be away so long and then not share what happened or what you did. Hoseok isn't stupid. But you appreciate that he's giving you time to come to terms with everything before telling him. You do know, however, that you can't wait forever. Eventually Hoseok will confront you about what's going on, and you'll have to tell him, but for now any confessions are on your terms. You promise yourself that you'll tell him within the next month. You just need a little longer to pretend that Jimin and your world are completely disconnected, to just enjoy being with him without worrying about the what ifs. Whenever your thoughts stray towards those what ifs, you can't stop thinking about them. There is no way you can continue to see Jimin and lead your own secret life. You either have to find a way to reconcile the two, or decide which to give up.

Jimin asks about your family one day while the two of you are playing Monopoly (a game you've learned to kick his ass in, and he's complained that he "never should have taught you how to play this dumb game") and you tell him the truth. Or at least as much of the truth as you can.

"My mom and dad were absolutely amazing. I always felt so loved and special because of them, as any kid should. They were the best parents in the world." You shake the dice in your hands and let them clatter on the board, knocking over one of your houses in the process. "Then again, everyone thinks their parents are the best. But, god, were they in love. Something in the air just changed whenever they looked at eachother. I always hoped that I would someday be able to experience love like that."

"Are they...?”

"Dead? Yeah. They passed away when I was small," you say as you move your piece up five steps, right onto one of his squares with a hotel on it. "Damn it." Handing him an obscene amount of money notes, you continue. "I was taken in by someone who had known the family for years and I couldn't be more grateful to him for everything he's done for me." Technically Hoseok had known about your family, just not in a positive way. But Jimin doesn’t need to know that.

"There still are some good people left in the world… I'm so sorry about your parents, Sooyoung."

You shake your head and avoid his eyes, feeling ashamed for the way you still have to conceal the truth from him. Every time he calls you Sooyoung you try to ignore the guilt that gnaws at your heart for continuing to lie to him. "It's okay, I had to accept the way things were a long time ago. You learn to live and let go." Another lie. You try to shift the subject away from you and your lying ass. "What about you? What's your family like?"

This time he glances down, throwing the dice, a bit harder than he usually does so one rolls underneath your leg. You lift it to reveal a three then move it to the centre of the board.

"Complicated is the best way to put it, I guess. Dad's… Dad. Sorry, that doesn't make sense. When I used to live with him he'd be so busy that he'd rarely be home, and when he was he never really seemed to be there. But it's fine. Like you, I accepted the way things were a long time ago and moved the hell out as soon as I could. I think I turned out just fine, despite everything."

"Yeah, you're not too bad," you say, which earns you a smile. "How are things with your mom?"

You wish you could take the question back the moment you see his face fall. He tries to cover it, acting like the question doesn't hit him somewhere in his heart where it aches like a splinter lodged too deep to pull out, but you notice anyway. You learned to read people's expressions, no matter how subtle, a long time ago.

"She's not around anymore. I see her every now and then, but she doesn't live with us."

"I'm sorry, Jimin."

He forces a smile, which only breaks your heart even more. "Life happens, right?" He holds up a card in his hand, indicating the discussion is over. "'Make general repairs on all your property. For each house pay $25, for each hotel pay $100.' Fuck this game."

When you finally go home, you decide it's time to tell Hoseok. For the first time in a while you're actually nervous to divulge something to him. He can tell. The moment you step foot into the bunker, he takes a look at you and sits down on the couch, eyeing you carefully. He doesn't speak, waiting for you to go first. You don't sit down, instead you pace around the room, chewing your lip. He was clearly working on something since there are books strewn across the room, papers piled on the table.

You're afraid to voice your thoughts because once you start, you might not stop. All the way home, you kept thinking about what it might be like to live a life where playing Monopoly with Jimin could be some weekly ritual, where you could take him to meet Hoseok without having to lie about where you live and just about every other aspect of your life. You kept thinking about what it might feel like to be normal and to not have any what ifs. To be able to see Jimin and not worry about maybe having to say goodbye to him forever out of fear that he might get killed or you might neglect him because of your mission. You wondered what it would be like to live a life where you could truly open your heart to someone without constantly waiting for it to be shattered.

Finally, you just blurt it out.

"I met someone."

Hoseok nods, but again doesn't speak.

"We met in the woods, while you were away. He was lost, and I know that the right thing to do would have been to bail, but I just couldn't." You struggle to find the words to explain to him why you didn't turn around and follow your instincts. You've been trained for this. There have been one too many times when you've had to turn around and leave someone behind, regardless of how much you wanted to stay and help. You've overridden that urge that makes people human. There was even an instance when you had to leave Hoseok behind. It ripped you apart, abandoning him when he was hurt. But he made you leave, and thankfully survived. If you could somehow leave Hoseok behind, you should be able to leave anyone else. And yet, with Jimin you couldn’t. If you could have re-done that whole situation again, you're sure that you would still do the same thing. You would stay.

"I'm tired, Hobi," you finally admit. "I'm tired of hiding away and not experiencing the things people my age have probably experienced a billion times already. I love you and I love spending time with you, but, I just wanted to know what it might feel like to have someone in my life who isn't family and who I don't live with."

Hoseok is smiling, which confuses the hell out of you. This is not how you expected him to react. "What? What did I say?"

He shakes his head and pats the space beside him, prompting you to sit down. This time you do. "You look like you're waiting for me to get angry," he says. "I'm not, not even a little bit. You were bound to want more than the life you have at some point. I'm happy you met someone."

You struggle for words in your stupour. This is not the way you imagined things going. "You're happy? Aren't you worried?"

"I know you, Y/N. You have good instincts, so I trust you. I've been hoping this day would come for a while now. You deserve more of a life than this church can offer you. Get out there and make some mistakes. That's life."

You raise your eyebrows. "Make some mistakes?"

He laughs. "I don't mean blow our cover. I mean mistakes that any other average human being would make. People learn best from the dumb things they do. All I ask is that you be careful, alright?"

"Yeah, of course, I haven't told him about any of this," you gesture around the bunker, "Or about--"

"Not just that," he interrupts, gently. "Be careful with your heart. No matter what, you need to put yourself first. If anything ever feels wrong, trust your gut. You're smart, you'll know what's right or wrong. Don't allow yourself to be pressured into anything you're uncomfortable with, and don't let yourself be treated in any way you don't deserve."

"Okay, I promise to be careful. But just so you know, Jimin isn't like that. I can tell. He wouldn't do anything to hurt me."

Hoseok rests a hand on your arm gently. "At the end of the day, each and every one of us is capable of anything. All of us have secrets, and all of us have flaws. Just keep that in mind. But, you know, don't forget to have fun. Be careful, but allow yourself to let go. You've more than earned it."

You put your hand over his and give it a squeeze. "Thanks, Hobi."

The conversation gives you a new sense of strength, and just for a second, you allow yourself to believe that maybe everything will work out.

Three days after your talk with Hoseok, you wait outside the building of your fake address, anxious to see Jimin. The conversation with Hoseok has made you even more excited to see him. The two of you had worked out a solution to you not owning a phone, so that if a meet up didn't work out, you would see eachother the next day in the same place at the same time. Neither of you have ever had to flake on set plans, but it's nice to have a backup nonetheless.

Jimin is late. He's never late, which means that you always have to come much earlier so he doesn't suspect that you don't actually live here. The apartment you chose has a key code, which means that there's no way he can actually come inside unless you let him in. Which also means that he's less likely to find out that you don't live here. To find out the code to let you in, you tagged behind someone who lives in the apartment and dug around in your bag as though searching for your keys, all the while watching them enter in the code before slipping inside. They were even kind enough to hold the door open for you to let you in. Some people are just too helpful for their own good.

You scan the area, trying to spot Jimin's familiar face, but he's nowhere in sight. Ten minutes pass, fifteen, twenty, then thirty. You bob up and down on your feet, getting more and more restless by the second.

Eventually you have to accept that he's not coming. You ignore the dejected feeling in your chest and remind yourself that sometimes life happens. You'll see him tomorrow and everything will be fine.

You drive home and suppress the urge to drive back and keep waiting. Maybe he'll come. Maybe he got held up, but planned on coming anyway, just in case you were still there. You don't turn back. You have your own stuff to do anyway. You have to respect yourself enough to remember that before him, you did have a life. Maybe it wasn't much of a life, but you still had one. You can't just throw all of that away just for one person. You can't constantly be waiting around and putting everything else on pause. That's not healthy.

So you drive home and greet Hoseok, who you hadn't seen in the morning before leaving since he was out tending the garden (you assume that's where he was). He looks a bit surprised to see you back early, but doesn't question it. The two of you are going to have to adjust to the idea of you seeing people. After so many years of it being just the two of you, this is totally new. Or at least to you it is. Sometimes you have to remind yourself that Hoseok has been around for much longer than you. Before this, he probably had friends and hobbies. He probably didn't spend all of his time watching his back and watching yours for good measure. Every time you remember this, your heart swells both with sadness for the past life he gave up for you, but also swells with immense gratitude that you will never be able to properly express to him. You hope that after this he is able to live life the way he deserves. To surround himself with people who bring as much light to the world as he does, rather than have to extinguish that flame in the underground bunker day in and day out purely to keep you safe. The older you get -- the more time that passes without enough progress -- the more guilty you feel for holding him back. But you have to remind yourself that you're not forcing him to stay, that he's an adult capable of making his own decisions, and sticking around to help you kick butt was the one he made. You wouldn't hold it against him for a second if he decided he wanted more than what this life has to offer.

"You busy?" You ask.

He closes the book on selkies he was reading. "Nope, what's up?"

"Is it okay if we train for a bit? I'm feeling a bit rusty."

"Yeah, of course. Inside or outside?"

"Outside."

You both change into more comfortable clothing, grab a blindfold (which is really just a strip of black cloth from one of your old shirts) and head out of the bunker. You need to release some energy and get some training in since you've been missing out on it recently because of how much time you spend with Jimin.

There's a slight chill in the air and you hug your arms around yourself to conserve heat, but you know that after a while of sparring you'll be warm enough to forget about the cold.

You make way into the forest, to a spot just far enough from the road that if anyone is passing by they won't hear anything and come looking. When you practice shooting, you go even further. The risk is small, but it's easier to talk precautions than to try to explain what you're doing to a complete stranger.

"You wanna do it blindfolded?" He gestures to the cloth in your hand. Every now and then you remain blindfolded while sparring Hoseok, in order to try to hear him before he comes at you. Sometimes it goes okay, but usually you end up on your ass and with ten new bruises on your body. But you keep doing it, because no matter how good you get, you will always be at a disadvantage if you're up against a supernatural being. There's only so much your human body can do, so you need to be able to predict your opponent's moves before they've even finished thinking them through. You need to be one step ahead in a dance where you're always three steps behind. The blindfold isn't completely opaque, but it's dark enough that it feels like it's night time, and all figures are nothing more than silhouettes.

"Yeah, I'm a bit out of practice. Could you use your abilities today? Please?"

He deliberates, silence hanging between you, before he finally concedes. "Alright. Tell me to stop the second it gets too much." You nod and tie the blindfold around your eyes, plunging the world into darkness. You steel yourself for what's to come, your nerves already in overdrive from anticipation. You would trust Hoseok with your life, but that doesn't make experiencing his abilities any more pleasant.

"Do your worst," you say, lifting your balled fists and shifting your feet so you're ready to spring at him at any second. You listen carefully for footsteps padding over grass, the snap of a twig, a breath against your ear. It's not enough to hear, it's important to pinpoint where the noise is coming from and act.

There's a light crunch behind you and you whip around, swinging but making no contact. Another sounds just nearby you, but again nothing. Sometimes Hoseok fools you and makes you think he's somewhere where he isn't, which is infuriating, but keeps you on your toes. The bad guys aren't going to stop when you tell them to stop.

Something in your gut tells you he's to your left, like that burning feeling you get when you know somebody is watching you, so you target a blow in that direction and strike Hoseok. Your body buzzes with adrenaline and you feel proud of yourself for being right about your hunch, but this is no time to get distracted, so you let your body react, punching and blocking while shuffling back and forth across the forest floor. He may have the advantage of sight, but you're the better fighter so you're faster, albeit slightly clumsy. Just when you think you might overpower him, he invades your mind and tears down your defenses. You fight him, remembering all the lessons from before, just barely managing to throw up walls before he crashes through them.

And then it stops.

A thud and a groan follow, and you promptly tear the blindfold off, squinting as your eyes adjust back to the light. Then you see red. Red everywhere. Your hands are covered in blood, Hoseok lying at your feet, his face deformed and wounded, hand pressed tightly against the spreading scarlet on his shirt.

"What the hell did you do to me?" he chokes out.

You completely forget about the training. "Hoseok, what--”

“You did this to me.” His face contorts in pain and you drop to your knees to pull his hand away, to assess the damage so you can help him, but he swats you away. "You did this." he keeps saying.

"Hobi, no," you say, heart pounding in your chest. "Please let me help you. You're bleeding."

He laughs, humourlessly. "So are they."

You don't want to turn around, but you do, and you suck in a sharp breath at the sight before you. Your mother and father lie lifeless on the cold ground, clothing drenched in their own blood. Almost the entirety of your father's skin has been badly burned, but you'd recognize him anywhere. A sob lodges itself in your throat, but you can't lose it or else you'll never gather yourself again.

"Wh-what happened?" You crawl over to them and shake them desperately. Maybe this time they won't leave you. Maybe this time you'll have a chance to actually save them. Something twinges in the back of your mind that this isn't right, something is off here, and you're just about to grasp reality again when you hear another groan further away, and your body goes ice cold.

Jimin is drawing in painful, heavy breaths, but he's still standing. Blood blooms across his green sweater and he looks at you with so much hatred it makes your insides curl. "You did this. You killed us all."

You stumble over to him but he steps back, holding up a hand to prevent you from coming any closer. "Don't come near me. You're a liar. This entire time. A cold-blooded killer. I wish I'd never met you. None of this would be happening if not for you." He takes another step back and falls over, wincing at the way his body hits the ground. You ignore his protests and crouch beside him, trying to push his sweater aside to prevent the bleeding, but he fights against you, repeating over and over that this is because of you, just like Hoseok had.

"You know," Jimin begins, his voice strained, "It's a shame the Alpha didn't get you too. Would've spared us all. He should have gotten your parents and you."

The words cut deep in a place you never knew you could ache before. Your entire body begins to tremble, but you're not sure from what. Fear, maybe. Anger. If he were anyone else, they would be dead within a heartbeat for saying something like that, but instead you pull off your top and press it against the wound. Blood quickly stains the cloth and you know there's not much longer left for him. You scream for help, praying that for once there might be somebody nearby with a phone to call an ambulance. You scream and scream while Jimin laughs, his face growing paler by the second.

"You couldn't save your parents, what makes you think you could save me?"

"I won't let you die. I won't let anyone else die because of me," you say, your body trembling even more now.

And then he's gone. They're all gone and you're on your knees, hands completely clean, hovering in the air where they were touching Jimin just seconds ago. Reality always takes time to come back to you, but this time you lost yourself more than you usually do, and so the divide between truth and illusion doesn't come back as fast as it should. Jimin was right here, dying in front of you, and he wanted nothing to do with you. None of them did.

"Y/N," Hoseok rushes to your side and you startle, staring at him. He's unwounded, safe. Alive. "Y/N, I'm here. I got you."

It takes you a second to realize that everything was part of the hallucination, that nothing that just transpired was real. The relief hits you like a freight train, but another feeling gnaws at your stomach because you can't help but wonder if maybe there was some truth to your nightmare.

"Why did you stop?"

Hoseok is looking at you with so much concern and you don't understand why. Eventually you would have figured out what was going on and the practice could have continued. Your body hadn't reached its maximum limit, not even by a little bit. But Hoseok doesn't answer, instead pulls you to him and holds you so gently like you might shatter from the slightest amount of pressure. It's only then that you realize you're crying. He keeps you safely enclosed in his arms, only letting go when your body cools down and starts shivering from the cold.

"Come on," he says, lifting you up slowly and guiding you back to the church. He keeps a hand against your back the entire way, and you're sure that if it weren't there, you would probably fall apart.

Once indoors, you get in the shower and turn the heat up high so its almost scalding. You scrub at yourself vigorously, trying to erase the memory clinging to your skin of what had happened. Or didn't happen. Your skin is rubbed red and raw when you emerge, but it still doesn't feel like enough. There might not be any blood on your hands, but you can still feel it, coating your skin like the remorse festering in your heart.

Hoseok holds out a cup of chamomile tea once you get out and you accept it gratefully.

"How are you feeling?" He asks.

You shrug, sitting down on the floor, back against the wall.

"I'm so sorry, Y/N." Hoseok drops his gaze in shame. "I should have said no-"

"Hobi, stop," you intercede. "I asked. It's okay. We both knew it wouldn't end well. I don't know what happened out there, usually I'm in more control than that. It's not your fault, it's mine. I'm sorry if you felt pressured into something you didn't want to do, though. I know you don't like using your abilities, I'm sorry you had to do that."

"I'll dial it back next time." You know even that was tame for what he can do, but you don't say anything. "Do you want to talk about what you saw?"

You set the tea down on the floor and take a deep breath, closing your eyes. The last thing you want to do is think about what you saw, but talking it out does help sometimes. Sometimes you just need to be alone to grieve. Usually you try talking it out, something Hoseok has encouraged you many times to do so whatever is bothering you doesn't keep chipping away at you so there's more to work through than there needs to be.

"The usual. But it was different this time. Jimin was there too." Your cheeks heat up admitting this and you're not quite ready to ponder over the depth of what it means that he was there too. "There was blood, everywhere. I think-I think I did it. I don't know. You all kept saying I did. That it was my fault." Emotion swells in your throat again and you clear it forcefully, unwilling to cry yet again. Crying is good, but you don't like the gross, puffy feeling that comes afterward that lingers for hours on end. "Maybe you were right, to an extent. Or at least, Jimin was right. He called me a liar. He called me lots of things, actually. And deny it as much as I want, I am lying to him, every single day. What if one of these days he finds out? Or what if one of my lies catches up to me and hurts him? What then?"

Hoseok sits down in front of you and takes your hands. Somehow, Hoseok still has a response to put you at ease, just like always. "You can never predict who is going to get hurt in this world, so you just… Have to trust yourself. Let yourself live a little. Sometimes… Sometimes people are worth the risk. Even if he finds out some day, who's to say he won't understand?" He reaches out and lifts your chin so you look at him. His warm smile makes some of the worry you feel subside, and this time you feel yourself getting emotional for another reason.

"People will surprise you. If he cares enough about you, he'll be willing to look deeper, past the things you've done. If he can't do that, then he'll be losing someone absolutely incredible, and that's the greater misfortune in this case," he says.

"I'm so scared," you whisper, averting your gaze to your lap. "Sometimes I wonder if this is all worth it. I'm always so scared that one day I'm going to lose you or Jimin, just because of this mission. My parents aren't coming back. They're dead and staying dead, even if we succeed. But when I think about giving up it just… They deserve vengeance. I can't let them go like that. Not when we've both risked so much and tried so hard."

Hoseok rubs his thumb in circles over the back of your palm, a gesture that somehow helps ground you. "I'm not going anywhere, and there's no need to ever worry about me, alright? If anything ever happened, I would be fine. If you want to continue fighting, we'll fight. If you want to let this mission go, we'll let it go. And in terms of Jimin, you're doing what you can to protect him. If you think it's right to let him go, then do what you have to do. But don't let him go because you're afraid. Only do what you think is the smart move. If… If you feel the need to tell him about everything that we're doing and what we are, then I won't hold it against you."

This really surprises you. "You'd be okay with that?"

"If you thought that was a necessary choice to make, then yes. Of course."

"You know you're the best, right?"

He shrugs nonchalantly. "I try. Now, come on, let's turn that frown upside down. Get in your PJs and we'll watch whatever movie you want. I'll make popcorn."

You end up watching a depressing romance movie, which has you sobbing by the end, and you're sure you catch Hoseok trying to discreetly wipe away a tear at some point. It feels good to have a release like that, even though you're just crying over a movie.

Neither of you has the energy to move off the couch after the movie, so you lie your head down on Hoseok's lap, and the two of you talk for a while until your responses become slower and eventually you're both in dreamland. You doze restlessly (as one does when they're sleeping on somebody else) and after a couple hours force yourself to get up and get in bed. Hoseok opens his eyes, looking at you groggily before passing out once more.

You don't dream, thankfully, because you're sure if you had they would probably be nightmares. When you wake up, the guilt hits you again like a shit ton of bricks. You pull your pillow over your head, pressing it tightly against you, hoping that maybe you could squeeze it out of your body, even though the thought is completely ridiculous. You try to go back to sleep so that maybe you won't have to think about it, but once you're up, you're up. So you haul yourself out of bed and eat breakfast, talk to Hoseok, and do everything you normally would do. You refuse to just hole up and let your feelings rot and stink up your head. You have to keep yourself busy.

Hoseok suggests going for a walk, and you almost can't get your shoes on fast enough. You know you're supposed to meet with Jimin today since he wasn't able to make it the day before and any other day you would be out the door, leaving a trail of fire behind you from excitement. But today is different. You knew since yesterday that you wouldn't be going. Which makes you feel worse, but you need time to yourself. Reality is beginning to catch up to you and run as you might it's going to gain on you eventually and force you to make a choice. Do you accept the risks of keeping Jimin in your life, or do you walk away now before either of you gets too attached? The thought of having to cut him off hurts. He's the first friend you've ever had and you honestly feel like the luckiest person in the world to have the privilege of knowing him.

A part of you hopes that whatever kept Jimin busy yesterday keeps him busy today too so he doesn't end up waiting for you, only for you not to show up. Hoseok falls into step beside you. The autumn air has a bite to it, but you're glad because it keeps you alert and ready for anything. It also calms your mind and you can stop thinking, just for a little bit. Neither of you really has a destination in mind, which is fine. You probably won't end up going very far since you're on foot and you don't want to completely abandon everything. You just need a temporary escape to get your head on straight. Eventually you have to face the music and tackle reality, but for now you focus on the chill in the air, the damp grass under your feet, and Hoseok's familiar stride beside you.

"Has this place changed much since the first time we came here?" You suddenly ask him.

Hoseok looks around and you wonder what he sees. You can't remember much of the journey to the church since you were so young. The days had blended together in a haze of grief and foreign sights -- places that extended far past the boundary around your home that your parents laid out for you. You wonder what the experience had been like for him and whether it's tainted by the same things, or if he saw it as the beginning of something new and exciting.

Sometimes you think that you adopted the same precautions your parents did; after all, you established boundaries for yourself. Boundaries around the church and boundaries around your heart that nobody could slip through. Well, until Jimin.

"Everything changes," Hoseok says. "That's just a part of life. But the forest has always felt the same. Every now and then I'm reminded of when I found you. Especially around this time of year. " He looks at you. "We've changed. For the better, mostly. I'm proud of you, you know. Even after everything you've been through, you became the strongest, bravest, kindest person I know."

"Thanks, Hobi," you say, nudging him a little. "Would you ever re-do it all? You had a life before this and then all of a sudden you had this kid to take care of. Do you ever regret it?"

He shakes his head. "Never. If I had to re-do my decision, I would choose the same path again. I will never regret you."

While you’re on the subject, you ask a question that you almost steer clear of. There’s almost an unspoken rule that the subject is to never be brought up. The moment feels right, so you take the risk, even though you know chances are he'll avoid answering and switch to another subject. "Do you ever think about your family?"

"You are my family."

"Hoseok."

He hesitates and for a second you think he's going to end the conversation there. It's rare for Hoseok to open up fully about his family, so when he does, you treasure the moments deeply. He's open about pretty much everything in life, apart from what happened in his past. All you know is that his family is dead, but he never gets into the details. There's so much you don't know about him, about the Dark Court he fled and why he fled. Whenever you try to broach the topic with him, he shuts it down in two seconds flat. So you proceed with caution. You want to know more about him, to understand him better, but you know that if you say the wrong thing, the moment will be over. He won't open up like this again for a long time.

"No, I try not to."

"Do you miss them?"

"No."

"No?"

"After the things they did… I don't know how I could."

You chew on your lip, facing forward, not daring to look at him. If you do, he might get uncomfortable and stop talking. You're not only glad that he's opening up to you, but you're also glad that he's finally, maybe, going to talk about it. It's not hard to tell that he has tried to bury dark secrets, and you know how that can feel. You know how secrets can eat you alive if you don't talk about them.

"What happened?" You prompt him carefully.

You glance over at him, briefly to check his expression, and see something in his eyes shift, the way people get when they're transported to another time, not quite seeing what's in front of them.

"I fell in love with a boy from the Summer Court. We kept our relationship a secret, because we knew that if anybody found out, all hell would break loose. The Dark Court only has enemies, never allies. They are always ready for war. The fuse is ready, somebody just needs to give them an excuse to light it. But the Summer Court will do anything to avoid war. I was one of the Queen's personal guards and he was the heir to the Summer King's throne. It would be the ultimate betrayal.

"I wanted out of the Dark Court, but there was no way I could do it alone. We both knew we had to involve as few people as possible and keep things quiet since it was such a huge risk. And honestly, I would have taken all the risks just to be with him. He was worth that. But I made the mistake of turning to my family for help. They turned us in, he was killed along with the rest of them, and so the war between the Summer and Dark Court began.”

"Hoseok, I'm so sorry," you say. "I can't believe they would do something so horrible to you."

He lets out a deep sigh, as though he were finally letting out all the air he'd been holding inside himself for years. "They thought they were doing the right thing. It’s awful, but that's the way Dark fey think. Things work differently for us. For them. There is no such thing as mercy, which makes them very dangerous. If you ever come across Dark fey, promise me you'll run like hell. Don't fight, don't try to reason with them. Run as fast as you can and don't look back."

"I will." Hoseok taught you many years ago what Dark fey look like, assuring you that if you ever saw one, you'd know it was Dark fey without a shadow of a doubt. Dark fey's appearance takes on the form of everything they believe in. Nightmares, darkness, death. Their exterior is disfigured and everything on the inside, everything they stand for, mirrors the outside. You once asked Hoseok why he doesn't look like Dark fey. If he hadn't told you, you would've never known what he was. He told you he made a deal with the Summer King, who would rid Hoseok of his physical atrocities in exchange for information about the Dark Court that might help with the war. Now that you know more of the story, you look at Hoseok in a new light. To go to the Summer Court was a big risk and they could have easily turned him away. You now understand the pained expression he had when he told you all of this years ago. Though you want to tell him that none of this is his fault, that had his family not done what they did this would never have happened, you think it wouldn't help, so you leave it. You just hope that in the future if he needs to talk, he knows that you're ready to listen.

As you walk further, you think over his story, trying to find the silver lining. Something about it gives you hope. If a Summer and a Dark faerie could somehow manage to overcome their differences and love one another wholeheartedly, what's to say Jimin couldn't accept you? Sure, he comes from the human world where supernatural things aren't exactly 'normal', but hopefully he would be able to see it in himself to try and see things from your point of view. Purely in a platonic sense, of course. If things ever come to that.

As you walk, Hoseok tells you a bit more about the Dark Court, about the wonderful things he learned about the Summer Court, about the boy he had fallen in love with. You wish you could have seen Hoseok back then. Seen the happiness that must have lit up his face when he was with the boy. You want to close the subject on a good note, ending with happy memories rather than sad ones, so you ask him what it felt like to be in love.

A tiny smile tugs at the corners of his lips as he undoubtedly recalls fond memories from the past. Bingo. "It felt like light had been restored to the world. His laughter could make flowers bloom and his smile… I lived for that smile. I would have given anything just for him to be happy every day of his life. He made me want to be a better person. Somehow he saw through all the darkness and all the horrors that made me who I was. He helped me see myself for who I could be.

"Anything that happened, he would be the first person I wanted to tell. I wanted to share my life with him. Every detail of it. Every time I looked at him, my heart felt like it might burst from all the love it was carrying. He changed my life and I'll never forget him. You never forget your first love." Hoseok's glazed over eyes seem to clear and you can tell he's coming back to reality. "He taught me a lot of important lessons and he taught me that not everybody always needs to have an ulterior motive when doing something. People should be willing to lend a hand in exchange for nothing, to help without being owed anything in return. He was that kind of person. He gave so much of himself to the world, and he had so much more to give--"

He breaks off, going completely still. "Did you hear that?"

You frown. "No, what?"

His eyes flick around the forest and you both strain to hear whatever he just heard. You don't say anything in case there is someone out there and it draws attention to you. Of course, neither of you is doing anything wrong, but you can never really tell who your friends and who your enemies are. There could either be an innocent hiker out there, or somebody you've upset along the way with your mission. But the silence stretches on and you're beginning to think that maybe Hoseok heard a bird or something.

Then everything explodes in a sea of sound. Gunshots split the air and Hoseok is yelling at you to run. You draw the gun out from your pocket, shooting without aiming in any particular direction. You can't see who is shooting, which puts you at a severe disadvantage.

A bullet grazes your leg and you nearly trip over, but you manage to catch yourself just in time. Hoseok shouts your name and you spin around to face him. You didn't realize how far he was. "Behind you!"

You don't have time to react, to so much as see your captor before everything goes black.

#bts writing squad #kwritersnet #jimin angst #bts angst #bts scenarios #Caught In A Lie #CIAL #jimin x reader #***#IT'S 3AM GOODFREAKINGNIGHT

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seventeen-going · 8 years ago

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Seventeen going to a SHINee Concert

Episode Ten: Where Seventeen decides to go to their Sunbae’s Concert to cause more destruction and chaos

disclaimer: this in no way is trying to offend any fans/ fandoms, this in no way represents a certain type of fan/ fandom and is just written for everyone to have a light-hearted laugh :)

Hoshi: “I CAN’T BELIEVE I’M GOING TO SHINEE SUNBAENIM’S CONCERT!!!” *flaps arms in the air*

The8: “You mean WE are going to Shinee Sunbaenim’s concert…”

Hoshi: “What do you mean we?”

Wonwoo: “Minghao means that all of the members are going to the concert not just you Soonyoung”

Hoshi:

Hoshi: “But I didn’t buy tickets for you all”

Scoups: “WHAT”

Hoshi: “I didn’t know you all wanted to go!”

Scoups: “Soonyoung… I gave you like $4,000… why do you think I gave you so much money for?!”

Hoshi: “I thought you were finally giving me the love and attention I deserved and so you gave me more money!"

Woozi: “I am amazed at how highly you think of yourself”

Vernon: “Jeonghan hyung, I think you need to get Seungcheol hyung a glass of water, he needs to calm down”

Jeonghan: “Why me? Why don’t you get him a glass of water!”

Vernon: “Because you love him?”

Jeonghan: “Yeah sure.”

Vernon: “What is that supposed to mean??”

Jeonghan: “What are you waiting for Hansol? Go get him a glass of water!”

Vernon:

Scoups: “SO WHAT DID YOU DO WITH FOUR THOUSAND DOLLARS SOONYOUNG?!!”

Hoshi: “Woozi I’m scared” *hugs woozi*

Woozi: “Ew don’t touch me”

Hoshi: “But you’re supposed to protect me, I’m your squishy!”

Woozi: “When did I ever say that?”

Hoshi: “In my dreams…” *smiles*

Scoups: “KWON SOONYOUNG!!!”

Hoshi: “I don’t know anything!”

Seungkwan: “I can tell you what he did with that money”

Hoshi: “HOW COULD YOU SELL ME OUTTTT”

Seungkwan:

Scoups:

Seungkwan:

Scoups: *taps foot waiting*

Seungkwan:

Scoups: “SO WHAT DID HE DO WITH THE MONEY SEUNGKWAN?!!"

Seungkwan: “Money”

Scoups: ???

Seungkwan: “What? I’m not going to give away the information so easily…”

Scoups: *hands Seungkwan 5 bucks*

Seungkwan: “5 dollars can’t even buy me fried chicken”

Mingyu: “I want fried chicken…”

Scoups: *rolls eyes and hands Seungkwan another 5 dollars*

Seungkwan: “It’s a little short of what I expected but I’ll tell you anyways… he bought VVVVVIP tickets, front row, backstage pass, a meet and greet private session and also an autographed album, oh yeah aaaannnddd he bought two of everything”

Hoshi: “YOU TRAITOR!”

Scoups: “WHATTTTTT?!?!?!?!”

Vernon: “Here’s a glass of water you need to calm down hyung”

Scoups: *throws water at Soonyoung’s face*

Hoshi: *screams*

Hoshi: “MY SHINEE CONCERT SHIRT!!!”

Vernon: “Erm that was meant for you to drink it”

Seungkwan: “Oh yeah did I forget to mention he bought the entire merchandise store and the shirt he is wearing is one of the things he bought”

Hoshi: "NOT HELPING SEUNGKWAN!"

Scoups: “YOU SPENT ALL OF OUR MONEY ON YOURSELF?!”

Hoshi: “YOU DID NOT TELL ME YOU ALL WANTED TO GO TO SEE SHINEE TOO!”

Seungkwan: “Yes finally some action! This is what I left Jeju for! Hey Vernon pass him another glass of water, I didn’t get to record it”

DK: “So why did he buy two?”

Jun: “Do you really need to ask? It’s so obvious”

Dino: “He bought it to go with someone duh”

DK: “Who?”

The8: “Even the maknae knows and he is like 3”

Dino: “heyyyyyy….” *frowns*

Woozi: “I hope it’s not me”

Jun: “Dude don’t even try wishing that it isn’t, because it’s probably you"

DK: "But what’s da point of buying front row tickets when Woozi hyung is too short to see anything"

Woozi:

Woozi: "Hang on for a moment, I'll be back after I break everything in Seokmin's room"

Woozi: *leaves*

DK:

DK: "He's just joking right?"

*sound of glass shattering*

DK: "omg"

Hoshi: "Onew's face is drenched in WATERRR!!" *attempts to dry it with a tissue*

Scoups: "Selfish jerk I can't believe you did that!"

Hoshi: “I can’t believe you threw water at my SHINee concert shirt!”

Wonwoo: "I saved up five months’ worth of my book buying allowance for the ticket..."

Mingyu: "I thought I already used that money for the pizza delivery last month?"

Wonwoo: "You what?"

Mingyu: "You heard nothing"

Hoshi: "I'm sorry sunbaenims... you got slapped with water" *cries*

Vernon: "You mean you got slapped with water"

Hoshi: "What did you do to deserve such humiliation? Amazing talent? Good looks?" *cries harder*

Scoups: "HELLO SOONYOUNG GIVE ME BACK MY 4000 BUCKS!"

Hoshi: "I can't its already gone!"

Scoups: "THEN SELL YOUR MERCH AWAY AND RETURN US THE MONEY!"

Hoshi: *uses two fingers to covered T-shirt Taemin's ears*

Hoshi: "How dare you say that in front of Taemin! Don't worry Taeminnie he is just jealous of your amazing talent and dancing skills and flawless looks which he doesn't have"

Scoups: "WHY I OUTTA-"

Scoups: *lunges and grabs hoshi's shirt*

Hoshi: "STOP STOP HYUNG YOU'RE HURTING KEYYY!!!"

Joshua: "Okay okay calm down everyone if we just take a step back we will see that it's just a small matter and it is not worth fighting over"

Seungkwan: "Soonyoung used your bibles as a stool when he tried to reach for his piggy bank"

Hoshi: "thanks a lot fam"

Joshua: "HOSHIIIII YOU LITTLE PRICK"

Seventeen: *gasp*

Vernon: "Whoa watch your language man"

Joshua: "YOU FREAKING PRICK I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU PUT YOUR DIRTY-ASS FEET ON THE HOLY WORD OF THE LORD!!"

Hoshi: "I'm sorry I needed my money if not how am I going to see SHINee?!!"

Joshua: "And I'm sorry that you weren't born taller" *throws dino's apple juice at hoshi*

Dino: "My.... my juice..."

Jeonghan: "I don't know what is happening to Joshie these few days but I think I kinda like it"

The8: "You mean the crazy Joshua that suddenly rages and forgets about his gentlemanly self and attacks people with his vicious words like a dog with a serious case of rabies?!"

Jeonghan: "Yeah that Joshua, bad boy joshie, Jeonghan likey"

Hoshi: "MY SHIRT!!! MINHO! JONGHYUN OMG ARE YOU OKAY?!!!"

Seungkwan: "Well that’s gonna leave a stain..."

Woozi: "Just wash it"

Hoshi: “But I need it tonight! The concert’s tonight!”

DK: *yanks shirt off hoshi and throws it into the washing machine*

Hoshi: “Will my shirt be okay?”

DK: “I can’t guarantee that it’ll be okay but I’ll just lie to you and say yes” *smiles*

Hoshi:

DK: “How much detergent do I put in this thing?”

*5 Hours Later… at the Concert…*

Hoshi: “I can’t believe I let you talk me out of wearing my shinee concert shirt to the shinee concert”

Scoups: “You’re lucky I haven’t murdered you with Jihoon’s guitar and sold your limps to the butcher”

Hoshi:

Joshua: “I doubt the butcher would want to even buy it"

Mingyu: “Mingyu wouldn’t buy that rotten piece of meat from the butcher….”

Wonwoo: “How did Coups hyung manage to get us in?”

Jun: “He sold Hoshi’s tickets and whatever he had bought and purchased 13 tickets for us”

Mingyu: “Can I go out to buy some food… I think we’re too early… it starts in an hour’s time” *pouts*

The8: “Is there ever a day or a time where you can stop thinking about food?”

Hoshi: “NOONA NEOMU YEPPEO! REPLAYYYY REPLAYYYY”

Seventeen:

Hoshi: “NEOMU AREUMDAUN-DAUN-DAUN-DAUN VIEWW”

Woozi: “Omg shut up”

Hoshi: “ONE OF ONE GIRLLLLL”

Seventeen: *covers ears*

Hoshi: “WHYYYYY SOOOO SERIIIOOUUSSS” *waves light stick*

Hoshi: *light stick falls out of his hand and hits woozi*

Woozi:

Hoshi: “Sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry” *rubs hands together*

Shawols: *glares*

Shawols: “WRONG BAND GET OUT!”

Hoshi: “No no, I was just saying sorry to my friend… no no um, my boyfriend?… errrrrm my girlfriend?”

Woozi: “Why am I your girlfriend?”

Shawol 1: “Girlfriend?....YEOJA CHINGU?! Gfriend???” *rage*

DK: “SCOUPTASTU SCOUPTASTU SU TU RU RU” *dances happily*

Scoups: “Oh my god you guys are such an embarrassment”

Shawols: *clenches fist*

Hoshi: “OMG SEOKMIN STOP THAT”

Hoshi: “I love SHINEE I SWEAR!”

Jeonghan: “Ohhhh I~ Swearrr~”

Wonwoo:

Jeonghan: “What? Can’t I stan Sistar?”

Shawol 2: “Get me a bat”

Hoshi: “RING DING DONG, RING DING DONG, RING DIGGY DING DIGGY DING DING DING” *dances to ring ding dong*

Hoshi: “SEE I LOVE SHINEEEE”

Shawols: *gangs up*

Hoshi: “Wait or was it RING DONG DING OR DING RING DONG?”

Seungkwan: “DING RING DONG, DING RING DONG”

Vernon: “Not making it better Seungkwan….”

Hoshi: “Wait don’t you know us? We’re Seventeen! You know everyday boom boom?”

DK: “YAH YAH YAH BOOMBAHYAH BLACKPINK IN YOUR AREAAAA”

Hoshi: “NO NOT THAT BAND! OKAY YOU KNOW ME? HOSHI? NAEGA HOSH?”

The8: “NAEGA JEIL JAL NAGA”

Jun: “BAM RATATATA TATATATATA”

Dino: *whispers* “Oh my god” #poseslikeCL

Hoshi:

Hoshi: “That was actually really good my performance team! Maybe we can do that for one of our performan-”

Shawols: *grabs hoshi by the collar*

Hoshi: “OKAY OKAY NO NOT GOOD! BAD CHILDREN BAD!”

Mingyu: “DASI RUN RUN RUN” *runs*

Scoups: “What a loyal member…” smh

Wonwoo: “TT… Mingyu… how could you abandon me…”

Hoshi: “How do you want me to prove it to you that I’m a 100% SHAWOL? I’M MARRIED TO THE MUSICCCC”

Dino:

Dino: “I thought you were married to Woozi hyung?”

Woozi: o.O

Hoshi: “That was a secret chan how could you tell everyone my secret?!”

Shawol: “YOU DON’T HAVE YOUR CONCERT SHIRT!”

Hoshi: “GODDAMMIT”

Shawol: “Get this fake shawol out of here!!!”

Hoshi: “No guys I can explain, I have it but then we got into a fight about me getting VVVVVVIP tickets and then they threw water and apple juice at my shirt-“

Shawol 3: “YOU LET OUR OPPAS GET DRENCHED IN APPLE JUICE?!”

Scoups: “Okay guys I have a plan to get us out of here in one piece…. Hopefully....”

Wonwoo: “But I’m already broken into a million pieces it’s hurts so bad… my heart broke into a billion pieces when he left me here how can I ever get out of here in one piece when I’m so broken I cannot even be fixed back together even with superglue?”

Seventeen:

Jun: “If only that was for me and not Mingyu…”

Vernon: “That’s deep man”

Joshua: “Somehow… I can relate to this”

Scoups: “Okay moving on…. I’m going to try to distract them and you guys try to escape alright?”

DK: “SEVENTEEN FIGHTING!”

Hoshi: “FIGHTING!”

Woozi: “Oh god”

Scoups: “OH LOOK IT’S A SHIRTLESS TAEMIN!”

Shawols: *screams*

Hoshi: “WHEREEE???!”

Woozi: *facepalms*

Jeonghan, Dino, Joshua, Wonwoo, Jun and DK: *escapes*

Scoups: “Oh god Soonyoung”

Hoshi: “I DON’T SEE A SHIRTLESS TAEMIN YOU LIED TO ME COUPS”

Shawols: *REALISES THE LIE AND ANGRY RAGES ON COUPS*

The8: “GREAT THANKS A LOT SOONYOUNG NOW WE JUST MADE THEM ANGRIER”

Seungkwan: “I know what will help!”

The8: “It better not be a song”

Seungkwan: “Minghao! You’re getting smarter by the day!”

Seungkwan: “and a one, a two, a one two three, BABY YOU ARE MY ANGELLLLL!”

DK: *runs back into the concert hall*

DK: “THAT IS MY LINE YOU LINE STEALER”

Jun: *runs back into the concert hall*

Jun: “DID YOU SAY LINES?? I BARELY HAVE LINES AND HERE YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT LINES WHEN YOU TWO SHARE AN ENTIRE CHORUS?!!”

Dino: “Hyungs stop it…”

Vernon: “FEELS LIKE THE LOTTO THE LOTTO LOTTO FEELS LIKE THE LOTTO THE LOTTO”

Scoups: *glares*

Vernon: “What? I might as well promote myself right?”

DK: “I JUST HIT THE LOTTOOOOO”

Shawols: “EXO?”

DK: “What? Don’t you like EXO?”

Woozi: “Shut up Seokmin”

*Several hours later after much hair pulling and punching*

Mingyu: “What took you guys so long? The food I bought turned cold so I had to eat it all”

The8: “Don’t lie Mingyu, lying will give you food poisoning and you won’t be able to eat anything for three months”

Mingyu: “Erm… Manager hyung… can you drop me off at the temple? I erm have some things I need to ask God to forgive me for…”

Joshua: “Can I take this chance to tell you about Christ? Have you heard of him?”

Jeonghan: “YES like everyday Joshua…. *sighs* I miss my bad boy Joshie”

Jeonghan: “OH YEAH AND CAN SOMEONE CHECK IF I STILL HAVE HAIR ON MY HEAD THOSE GIRLS ALMOST YANKED OUT MY BEAUTIFUL HAIR! MAYBE I SHOULD GET MY HAIR INSURED...”

Joshua: “If anything ever happens to you... I don’t know what I would do... I’ll blame myself for not protecting you.... It’s all my fault...”

Vernon: “It’s just his hair man”

Joshua: “PRECISELY!”

Hoshi: “SHINEE…. MY SHINEE….”

Wonwoo: “Oh look, people who went to the concert are posting on their social media….”

Jun: “What does it say?”

Wonwoo: “Apparently Onew gave out free chicken to fans, Minho brought V onto the stage as a guest, Jonghyun gave everyone a copy of his book that he wrote, Taemin was shirtless 98% of the time and Key decided to sass everybody as usual”

Hoshi: “THAT SOUNDED LIKE THE BEST CONCERT EVER I HATE YOU ALL”

Dino: “Even Woozi hyung?”

Hoshi: “STOP REVEALING MY WEAK SPOTS MAKNAE!”

DK: “I feel like I’m forgetting something”

*meanwhile back at the dorm*

Washing Machine: *chokes*

Washing Machine: *rumbles*

Washing Machine: *shakes*

Washing Machine: *explodes*

*in the car*

DK: *thinks for two seconds*

DK: *shurgs* “Meh”

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sj4iy · 8 years ago

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Translation: Noragami Chapter 73 Summary (SPOILERS)

So, here is the REALLY REALLY long translation summary…I would have shortened it, but there is just so much story in this one that it was pretty hard to do that. Don’t mind the typos or mistakes, I’m staying up way to late to write this and I’m sure as I read it tomorrow, I will catch them. So, here it is:

The color pages says “It would be nice to be able to become the person I want to be”. The name of the chapter is “If You Can Hear My Screams”. The days have returned to normal (Yato is making a string of dried persimmons while Yukine studies with Hiyori), but Hiyori says that one thing still worries her…Yukine’s outburst about his father. She is certain that it has to do with the god’s secret, and says that’s why Yato is by Yukine’s side constantly. Yato is refusing to take calls, claiming that he’s still too injured, but Yukine says “Did you forget that you’re a delivery god!?” Yukine convinces him to take the latest call by saying that Hiyori will offer him Capypa Inari, and Yato says “…what’s that? I want it! I want a lot of them!” Yato takes the call, only to find that Ebisu has been abducted. He says his captors want 1 billion yen…the funny thing is that Ebisu is actually very casual about all of this while his captors are yelling “We’ll kill the kid if you don’t comply!” Yato obviously goes to find Kunimi, who had no idea that his master has been kidnapped because he had been asleep when Ebisu called. Yato says “But you got a lot of vacation for your part in the ukei, right?” but all Kunimi got was a ticket to allow him to sleep in late.

Just then Ebisu calls back. The kidnappers and Yato start going back and forth about the ransom, but when they start making threats, Yato says “If you lay a hand on Ebisu” before Kunimi takes the phone. He tells him that he’ll save him, but that he wants three months of vacation for everyone. Ebisu says “You have perfect timing, to be so bold. Well done.” Ebisu and Kunimi start negotiating, and Yato is completely dumbfounded by this, of course. But Ebisu says it was getting kind of boring because he always has the upper hand…he would tell Kunimi that if he wanted to negotiate vacation, he needed to stand up to him. Kunimi apologizes for not being more like him. Ebisu does not screw around with negotiations…he is like “I want you to come and get me. It’s not like I don’t want to die…a knife isn’t enough to kill me, but on the slim chance it did, I would just reincarnate. So I have all of the initiative.” Kunimi gets concerned about this and eventually Yato takes the phone away but they hang up on him. Yukine asks him why he didn’t just go there during the call (and calls him ‘Mr. Careless’), and Hiyori says she will go look. Kunimi gets upset because Ebisu said “It’s not as if I don’t want to die” because it seems like he’s back to his old self. Yato says “He thought you had abandoned him, why would you say such a thing!?” and Kunimi explains that there is a severe labor shortage there, and that no one is getting any time off at all because of it. He says the strays who were left after the heavens executed most of the group were scared to come forward about it and that at this rate, they would end up stinging Ebisu because of the stress. “For those of us that no one will have, he was a good host”…” Kunimi says. Yato then says “Don’t tell me…you’re a Nora, as well?” Yato asks him how he could say such a thing to Ebisu while he’s helpless, and Kunimi gets angry and says “Without me, Ebisu couldn’t have gone to Yomi or volunteered for the ukei! …but if it had been Iwami instead of me, neither the master or any of his previous incarnations would have taken those bets.” (IE: Kunimi is implying that Iwami means more to Ebisu than he does) Meanwhile, the kidnappers are trying to get information about Ebisu’s bank accounts.

Kunimi says that he was first given a name 200 years previous, and his master was a doll toy born out of a child’s love of play. But the child grew up and forgot about him. While he still had a name, his master disappeared, and when he went to find a new master, he couldn’t because he would be a Nora (we see Takemikazuchi refuse him, the hypocrite). But Ebisu welcomed Noras, and he met him at a tryout. Shinki who could draw a line passed, those who couldn’t failed. When Ebisu made him his shinki, he tied Ebisu’s shoe for him…then starts jumping around and tossing people to the ground, thinking “This is my chance to show him what I can do!” Iwami points out how rare it was to have that kind of shinki, and asks if he will make him his attendant. But Ebisu says no, he will only use him for borderlines. We see days, weeks and months pass of Kunimi just drawing a line. As time passed, Ebisu reincarnated. Ebisu is upset that he can’t ride a bike when he passes Kunimi. He calls to Kunimi and as they are riding, he asks him if he can ride a bamboo horse and ski. He then asks him if swimming is his specialty and then purposely falls into the water. Kunimi asks him why he suddenly did that and Ebisu says he wanted to test him, and that he had a lot of skills other than tying shoes. Kunimi says that it’s not as if he can do everything, and asks him to not do something so dangerous again. Ebisu says that it’s not really risky, since he’s not truly alive, but then asks him not to tell Iwami he said that. “He doesn’t want to think about the Ebisu who plays at suicide.” Ebisu then asks Kunimi “What’s that face for? You look dumb.” Kunimi says that he became important because Ebisu was a child who liked to trouble the adults, but that he saw through his act.

We then see Ebisu at a gathering outside in winter for New Year’s. And then…Nora shows up. She introduces herself as Tsutsumi, and Kunimi says “oh, you’re new here. It’s rare that Ebisu employs someone so young.” She asks Kunimi “Excuse me, but is it true that Lord Ebisu is taming ayakashi…?” Kunimi laughs and says “Of course not! If he did that, they would be stinging him right now.” Nora says “That’s true…but doesn’t he reincarnate very often? Why does his exemplar Iwami allow that to happen? Poor Lord Ebisu…” Kunimi asks “Why? It’s fine as long as he can reincarnate, right?” During this conversation, we see Ebisu suffering from blight. Kunimi says that there had been new skis in his master’s room, but the next master had not interest in skiing. Death means the loss of everything…memories, body, etc…except Iwami. He is a vessel that stores all of Ebisu’s memories and plans. He’s also the head of the family. It was only natural that Iwami was the exemplar. Kunimi says that a personal attendant like him is insufficient. Yukine asks Kunimi if he is jealous of Iwami, and he says no, he wants to trade places with him because it’s too much responsibility on his shoulders.

Yato gets very angry and hits him (he yells “you dumbass! this is no time to chatter on!” while Yukine says “It was your carelessness in the first place!” and thinks “He’s very shrewd at putting the blame on others”). He tells him that the being stung or harmed by jealousy wasn't the issue...but that it must be hard on his master because he won’t even get jealous over him. Yato says “Little Ebi said it - ‘You have perfect timing to be so bold...' Right now Ebisu’s in trouble and he wants you to rescue him!” Kunimi has a revelation and Hiyori calls Yato to tell him that she’s found Ebisu and to come quick. We see Ebisu in the dark, surrounded by Ayakashi saying “money” “more money”. Ebisu thinks “I can’t cry...my former self and all the ones previous were strong, so I can’t cry...” Yato teleports and takes Kunimi with them. Yato kills all of the ayakashi around the house they are keeping Ebisu in. The people inside wonder who it is, and Yato puts his finger to his lips to tell Hiyori to be quiet. Kunimi realizes that he can’t replace Iwami, but he can stick to Ebisu’s body. Yato says “Old man Kunimi is going to make these guys into wall stains for you so we’ll just go over here” as Kunimi plows through the kidnappers. Afterwards, Ebisu agrees to give him vacation once a month. He also gives Yato a reward, asking him if he preferred coin or cash. Of course, Yato says “Cash!” Ebisu gives Yato 1500 chou (which is a trillion x 1500)…but it’s in zimbabwe dollars and only equals 5 yen. Hiyori notes that their currency has been abolished, and Yukine notes that they could trying selling it on Yahoo auctions.

As Ebisu and Kunimi walk off together happily, Yato realizes that it’s dark out. “Crap” he says, “I’m sorry it got so late. Are you okay, Yukine?” and Yukine says “Yeah…you don’t have to treat me like a little kid, I’m alright…” Yato then asks “…so, have you had any strange dreams?” and Yukine says “Dreams? Yeaaaah…but it’s okay because I don’t remember them!” We then see a flashback of Yato’s face over Yukine’s dad’s face and Yukine says “They seem scary, but…when I look, there you are.” He then says “and I relaxed because it was just a dream.” Yato says “Is that right? Well, then forget I said anything!” Hiyori then thinks to herself “It seems that Yato also doesn’t want to touch upon the Gods’ Greatest Secret. Will they have to face it someday…?” It ends with her saying “But for now, I just want to watch over these two gentle souls.”

Well, I did NOT mean to write quite that much…but it’s an intricate story with a lot to it (and finding out more of Ebisu’s backstory with Yato’s dad is a big deal). The next issue comes out 3/6/2017.

My thoughts…well, looks like you don’t lose your name if your god stops existing. That seems unfair. Also, the way Yato cares about Yukine in the chapter is so sweet it’s almost heartbreaking, knowing that it can’t last. Before this he would do anything for wishes, but now he is doing anything he can to stay with Yukine. I wonder if Hiyori will ever bring up the fact that she knows about the gods’ greatest secret to Yato. Alright, that’s it for tonight, I’ll be back tomorrow with a final analysis.

NOTE: I’ve made a few corrections and added some more information after a second read-through. Added a few more pieces of the comedy because there’s quite a lot of it in this chapter.

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offensiveagentpie · 8 years ago

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5 things meme

I was tagged by the wonderful @returnsandreturns! Here’s some more info about me :D

5 Things You’ll Find in My Bag 1. Text books and a note book for tonight’s class. 2. My Tupperware container filled with pencils, pens, and other drawing stuff. 3. Sunglasses 4. Snack bag 5. Sketchbook

5 Things You’ll Find in My Bedroom 1. Art that I’ve got at cons and from friends all over my walls. 2. Clothes that are folded, but just dropped in a pile on the floor since I’m often times too lazy to properly organize my drawers. 3. An excess of pillows on my bed. 4. More Chuck Taylor’s than I care to admit I own. 5. Books, books, and more books.

5 Things I’m Into at the Moment 1. Freaking Overwatch and the fact that I don’t even play it but I’ve descended straight into it’s clutches to the point that I’m even making a cosplay for McCree. 2. This silly little tap game called 10 Billion Husbands. It’s so cute! 3. I’m on a random JPop and JRock kick? It’s been years since I’ve listened to any, but I’ve recently dug up all of my old anime soundtracks and have been listening to them again. 4. Monster Factory. It’s what I watch to calm down and de-stress from school. 5. These little lemon creme cookies that they have at the Dollar Store. I pack them in my lunch.

5 Things on My To Do List 1. UPDATE THE DAMN WEBSITE FOR WHERE I WORK OH MY GOD AMANDA JUST DO IT! IT’S BEEN A WEEK SINCE YOU WERE ASSIGNED TO IT! 2. Go help record an interview for a kid who needs me to do camera work for him. 3. Continue working on my McCree cosplay. Find some fake spurs and do the serape design. 4. Write a script for a how to video. 5. Do an assignment that’s due on Wednesday.

5 Things People Don’t Know About Me (I share so much stuff on here, gosh, what more is there to know?) 1. I have a pet duck. I don’t talk about him much. He’s kind of a little shit. His name is Watson and he’s just kind of this...presence in our yard at any given moment. 2. I like to project A LOT of past experiences and how I feel onto characters that I write in fanfic. I usually put this in the author’s notes of the fics. But it’s inevitable that I’ll put something in every single damn fic that I write because it’s cathartic to me. 3. I was a lot more outgoing in high school. I thought I was held back, but in reality I was freer to be myself since everyone already knew I was the weird kid. I was even in drama club and did improv. Everyone thought I’d flourish in college, but in reality, I got here and didn’t know how to act since no one knew me. I forgot how to make friends and act around other people and my anxiety and depression went through the roof. I’m getting better though. 4. It took me a long time to realize I was queer, but then I never really had a light bulb moment about it. It just sort of came into view and I was like...huh, yeah that actually makes a lot of sense, alright. I’m not out to a lot of people, unless you count the anonymous masses here on tumblr and a few of my friends. My family doesn’t know yet. 5. Part of me wants to get some more piercings or do something drastic with my hair, but I don’t want the attention it will draw? Like, I’d love to get a totally different style or color in my hair...as long as no one makes a big deal about it. Which they would, because I’ve had the same hair style, more or less, since 8th grade. I don’t like a lot of attention on me, but I do wanna switch it up a bit.

I once again tag any and all who wish to do this! :D I love learning about others. Or feel free to stop in and chat about any of my answers <3

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uh-lease-blog1 · 8 years ago

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Animal Consumption - A Cruel Practice

Justification For Unimaginable Pain Many persons have explained with pride that they are strong proponents of animal rights and so they appear to revere and respect animals into a high level. I've sometimes wondered if these same folks might probably do have more respect for animals than people but that is another matter altogether. Many have also gone as far as to essentially show for this author that pets should be respected on almost the exact same level as humans. I'm unsure about taking it to that particular degree, nevertheless I really do believe that all pets are God's generation and may be treated with inflammation, pride, and value. Unfortunately in regards for the raising of animals for food this mindset is lightyears far from the specific modes and traditions of the. The sole thought within this thousand dollar money machine could be the bottomline in dollars and dollars, and simple animals pay a dear price with regards to the unimaginable cruelty inflicted to them so that you can meet our insatiable harmful desires. Based on the "USDA Slaughter Stats" for 2008, over 18.5 billion animals were slaughtered (there is a very good reason the term "slaughtered" doesn't sound very friendly) and that figure rises each year. You can be sure that precious little concern is going to be fond of any of the more than 18 million creatures which will die this year as to the methods of raising and then killing them. Many who speak of their love for animals turn a deaf ear to the obvious and incomprehensible cruelty if they sit down for their standard practice of gorging to the skin of innocent animals.

The High Cost of an Animal-Based Diet To start with allow me to state that when the skin of animals was required for individual success I would be the first to stand up and state that we ought to consume them, ideally using gentle methods of increasing and killing them. However, truth be told that eating animals is not possibly helpful, not as necessary. It's basically the reason for the massive increases in the charges of heart disease, cancer, diabetes, clogged arteries, shots, and high blood pressure. Therefore the burger you'll eat today should come at an incredibly high-cost. The surroundings are affected as excessive levels of precious natural resources are necessary to raise the pet, as well as the animal will endure unspeakable humiliation, destruction and torture. Furthermore the consumer of the flesh will be having a long move towards one or more of all these infirmities. Within the high-stakes world of raising animals for human use the main element is to press one of the most out of each animal for the least amount of money. Therefore whether you're chowing down on some poultry, chicken, pig, goose, cow, or any other animal, be assured that your supper was probably held in a place so tiny that it mightn't possibly change or take a nap which is, in addition, for the entirety of its cruelly reduced life. Lots of the animals that you have taken before and can eat in the foreseeable future, were naturally, prohibited the luxurious of even a little exercise in the totality in their existence to ensure that every bit of energy that their tortured systems produced went towards creating weed, eggs or milk. The huge organization heads which can be accountable for having your meal to Safeway, have discovered the more pets they pack into a smaller place, the more mansions and cars they're able to purchase. Your Dinner Was Definitely Tortured So that you can fulfill your ritual desire for animal flesh, your "main program" was provided drugs and growth hormones to get it fatter faster also to ensure it didn't die before it could "spend the piper". You see the living situations it had been subjected to would usually destroy it were it not for the drugs. Your dinner was probably genetically mutated so it would be able to make more eggs, milk, or whiter flesh. The type of cruelty picking a pets for supper has suffered is general to all farmed animals though each type, whether they be birds, chickens, cattle, pigs, turkeys or another factory farmed animal has challenged tortures unique for the means that business raises (it sickens me to make use of the word) them. Birds that suffer punishment so you will get your breakfast served over-easy are warehoused in cages no larger than the area underneath your sink. These little cages which household upto eight chickens are stacked in layers one together with one other by the thousands. That's where these clever animals will stay until they are slaughtered. They won't be discrete for a day walk or perhaps a stretch. They will not get free from that housing until they die. Your breakfast sausage was warehoused in a crate so little that it was not able to turn around or take a nap perfectly for your whole of its shortened life. The pigs you have eaten (which can be the reason you're fighting obesity and clogged arteries) are now kind, smart lovely, curious, loving pets who certainly should not end up on your own shell or stuck to your intestinal walls. Whenever you take a chunk from your "Flame Broiled Whopper" at lunch, do not forget that the cow that provided your pleasure (and your next heart attack) was castrated, and was afflicted by advertising, and had its horns torn out of its head. Rest assured your hamburger will not run you one dollar more because of these atrocities because the large businesses didn't waste anything on such things as pain killers before they ripped out the animals horns. And when it is the same to you I really donot possibly wish to talk about how miserable castration could be while still fully aware and without pain relief. Drugged and Genetically Altered Clean your burger down with a few great cold milk and relaxation inside the fact that the dairy cattle were drugged and genetically altered to make more milk they were obviously able to. They were artificially inseminated so that they may have babies and therefore make milk, but naturally the farm manufacturer didn't permit any of your breakfast milk to attend the babies. They were stolen from their whaling mother right after delivery and provided for veal farms where they'll be stored in a cage too small to maneuver for the rest of these short lives. They'll have their skin artificially bright therefore it appears more desirable for your taste, and when they have outgrown their extremely small cage (remember they have never been out of it 1 minute since being taken from their mother) they will be slaughtered in order to involve some tender veal plus a glass of wine at your favorite restaurant. Meanwhile their mom will be artificially inseminated again as well as the same approach will be repeated until she's actually incapable of making any more milk. She will undergo this as well as experience the most inhumane treatment imaginable awaiting enough time she's considered to become no more useful and she'll be sent to the slaughterhouse. There's No Such Thing As GENTLE MEAT Every animal you have previously purchased at King Soopers has undergone an existence that is nothing short of torture. Many would now create the event which they purchase only "Humane Meat", or "Free Range Eggs" or "natural" milk and in addition they have assuaged their guilt within the ritual usage of animals. Even if these animals were undoubtedly raised in a totally humane method (they probably weren't) there is for several practical reasons no regulation set up to safeguard their slaughterhouse luck. Once they have outgrown their usefulness (which implies their health are wasted and spent) they'll be jam-packed into trucks, struggling to transfer, and driven over several miles in every possible extreme weather condition. Many will not endure the journey which will really become a more merciful fate. Whenever they do make it alive-to the slaughterhouse they will likely encounter more than one of those injustices; strangling, beatings, skinning, scalding, and butchering while still fully conscious. Look for a Federal Meat Inspector or perhaps the normal Joe who operates inside the slaughterhouse if you want verification of the above because if they are honest they will admit to observing these heinous acts repeatedly. Please do not convert a deaf ear to the since this definitely was the fate of the pet you will consume for dinner tonight. If You Truly Love Pets the Clear Answer Is Not Difficult You might be person who claims to love animals (and do) and even success their privileges but if you are an animal customer you are the reason for impossible torture and cruelty to many of the innocents each year. If it were your puppy or cat you'd possess the whole scope of regulations working for you if everyone were to so much as think about hurting it. I will say with utmost confidence however, that the cow that's the key course on your plate was also an incredibly clever dog using a distinct personality. It was supportive and dedicated and a fantastic creature. It truly would have created an excellent friend and associate no less ideal your pet, except that it would eat more and wouldn't control very well in the living room. You'd likely be shocked to learn about the intelligence and unique personality characteristics of birds, birds, pigs, and other farm animals. If you really understood more about the intelligence of the creatures and their true natures you'd not easily be the explanation for their misery.

If you don't know, or refuse to know, your ignorance can continue to cause their pain. The law is on your side however and certainly not privately of the farm animal. Large companies have long since taken care of the correct to create untold suffering on these fantastic animals, and have lobbied for that right to allow you to think the rest that you need to consume these animals for health. Nothing might be more in the truth however, and I hope that at the lowest you are willing to remove the blindfold of indifference and open your eyes to this brutal inhumane treatment of the creatures that share our world. The only solution will be to stop eating animal skin. All you need to reduce is the diabetes and a few excess weight. Get acquainted with more about Animal Jam Codes

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