#how do i write vanderwood rip

[sweet-nebulae]

♡ Comforting them when they’re crying ♡

✿ Zen ✿

He has to be strong for his prince/ss!

But sometimes he is just so fucking exhausted that laying in bed with the love of his life seems more appealing than getting out of bed to do anything else

Your head on his chest, his arms around your waist, and your legs intertwined - yes please

It may be a low energy, low motivation day, but that doesn’t mean it’s not enjoyable

He has a tendency to get too introspective when you’re both so silent, but his sudden tears will still shock you both

He’ll laugh it off, rubbing at his eyes and tightening his grip on you

“I’m fine jagi, really! I don’t know what happened”

Feel free to make a big deal out of it, propping yourself up on your elbows to shower his face in kisses to chase all those tears away!

He’ll find it absolutely adorable and won’t be able to stop himself from grinning or laughing some more

He won’t say it, but it’s actually really comforting to know that you’ll always be there for him, even in cases like this

It’s a really warm feeling that makes Zen flip the two of you and start showering your face in kisses instead

Revenge!

✿ Yoosung ✿

This sweet child

Cries when he’s drunk

Cries when he thinks you’re hurt

Probably cries when the LOLOL server goes under sudden maintenance in the middle of a raid

But if it’s serious crying, he’s the type to scrub at his face and tell you it’s nothing while still whimpering and sobbing

clutches chest

Gets red-faced when he cries, hot to the point that you can feel it even through your lips when you kiss his wet cheek

Doesn’t really see a problem with you seeing him cry?? Like yeah, it’s embarrassing, but you’re not making fun of him

You’re actually looking at him in worry, reaching out to brush his tears away, and fuck you’re so cute -

are you sad or in love yoosung

You are his safe place to cry - right in your arms, head against your chest

And he wants you to feel the same about him too

He wants to be able to make you feel as safe and protected and loved as you can make him feel

This isn’t even remotely angsty anymore it’s just cute wtf Yoosung

✿ Jaehee ✿

Baehee actually rarely cries

She’s so used to having her will to live absolutely destroyed on a daily basis by one Jumin Han that she’s like

Crying??? Why, I could be doing other things

I do have 56 things to do for Mr. Han at this moment after all

jumin ffs

She’s an incredibly cute crier, which is sort of unfair considering it’s crying

Why does anyone look attractive when crying

Her cheeks redden and she makes these soft little hiccupping sounds and listen

It may be cute but it’s fucking painful to see or hear

She’s such a strong woman, if she’s crying about something and it’s not tears of happiness/emotion because of a Zen musical then something has really gotten to her

Likes to be absolutely enveloped and close to you when she’s upset

Gently slide her glasses of her face and then take her to your bed and pull the covers up over the two of you

She’ll curl up and just cling to you

It’s a rare sign of vulnerability that she usually can’t show in her line of work, and she is so grateful you don’t judge her for it

when she peeks her head back up and her face is all red from crying and her hair is all messed up she’s so cute i just want to fdjhgjdhffh kiss her a lot, so you definitely should do that

✿ Jumin ✿

Mr. Trustfund Kid?? Crying???

Lol

Lololololololololol

He doesn’t cry

It’s a lie, you’ve seen him cry a lot

There’s a picture of him with tears in his lashes during your wedding that you value over your life

It’s actually really rare that Jumin cries anything other than surprised tears of happiness

Rare, but it does happen

You never know what triggered it though. Jumin, talking about his feelings? LOL

I mean, he tries, but in moments like these it’s more comfortable for him to just stay silent, and you give him that small comfort

A very silent crier, but will grip you so tightly

Buries his face in your shoulder or neck and just clings to you like you’re the only thing keeping him from crumbling you may be

Pressing soft kisses to his temple and placing your hand on the back of his head are probably his favorite ways that you try to soothe him

He’s not someone who needs to hear assertions that everything will be okay - he’s a logical person, he knows this

But in the moment nothing is okay

He takes the most solace from just having you, the person he loves most in the entire world safe in his arms, holding him back and showing you care through small physical acts of affection

God he fucking loves you

✿ Saeyoung ✿

Despite how larger than life his personality seems to be at times, he really makes an effort to make sure no one hears or sees him crying

Tensed shoulders, hands clenched into fists, fingernails digging into flesh, a dull and all-consuming pain in his throat and wrists as he tried sort of successfully to shove his anguish back down

Crying was just simply something he didn’t think he deserved the luxury of doing

When you entered the picture, things went slightly different

He still tried like hell to keep you from noticing, because what if you got the wrong idea? What if you thought he was anything less than incredibly happy you were in his life? What if you thought -

He can work himself into a panic pretty easily, especially when his brain works against him

When you wrap your arms around his shoulders from behind or reach for his hand in moments like these he just absolutely breaks down

Just turns into you and the comfort you provide no matter what position he’s in and sobs

Literal sobs, the kind that causes his entire body to shake and his throat to ache

It’s not an over-exaggeration to say that you are the only thing keeping him together in these moments

Will tell you what’s bothered him, but you have to press to get it out of him - usually his response is just a whispered and teary “I love you so much”

Because he does

He really does love you with every minuscule fiber of his being, and he cannot believe he ever got so lucky to have you in his life

✿ Jihyun ✿

This poor baby TT

Seeing him cry is just so fucking painful

His eyes are so bright and clear that when tears blur them they get all glassy and just lost looking

Will always try to apologize and wipe his tears away with the back of one of his fingers

His breath will hitch if you gently grasp his hand in your own and draw his fingers away from his face, pressing a soft kiss to the skin beneath his eyes instead

His eyes will widen for a split second at such a tender display of comfort and affection and then his expression will shift into one of such pure sadness and love that it will just break your heart even more

Kiss him

Kiss him lots

Please

He needs a lot of soft kisses TT

Honestly just needs a lot of soft treatment in general

He’ll always end up crying harder when you try to comfort him, but don’t misunderstand

He’s just always floored by what a wonderful person you are

Lots of gentle kisses will be pressed to the back of your hands in thanks and love, even if he’s still crying

Jihyun you dummy dry your tears first gjhdjh

✿ Saeran ✿

Does he like crying in front of you?

Fuck no

Does he?

Unfortunately for him, quite often

Now he knows that logically him crying isn’t a sign of weakness, or of how broken he is

And it’s not going to scare you off or give you second thoughts about staying with him

That doesn’t stop the sharp pang of fear whenever he feels tears burning at the backs of his eyes though

Comforting him isn’t always easy - sometimes he craves the safety of physical touch, sometimes he’s snarling at you to leave him the hell alone

If he pushes you away he just needs some space - he inevitably feels awful about it, which just upsets him more, and he ends up even more emotional than before

Will never ask for it but absolutely loves when your cup his face and tenderly brush away his tears with your thumbs, kissing his forehead and eyelids

The contrast of your cool fingers on his hot skin helps relax him

He doesn’t know how, but you always seem to know what to do to help him feel better

Whether it’s just sitting next to him with your fingers interlaced with his or cuddled together on the couch with some stupid show playing in the background, legs interlaced

No matter how shit he feels, just being near you makes him feel a tiny bit better

Like you’re helping to fill some empty part of him

He doesn’t like feeling so weak around you, but somehow, you make it more bearable than trying to deal with it alone

✿ Vanderwood ✿

He’s a fucking agent, he doesn’t have time to cry

If he feels like he’s about to he usually just roughly rubs at his eyes like oh fuck no

Has no idea how to react when you tell him it’s okay to cry

Like???

He wants to be the strong one and crying isn’t a sign of strength??

vanderwood shut the fuck up

He doesn’t mean to act so gruff and coarse about it all, but he’s just not used to allowing himself to be vulnerable like that, especially in front of anyone he cares about

Feels a bit uncomfortable when you show so much obvious worry and care towards him, but does manage to send you a small smile with the hint of a flush high up on his cheeks to assure you that everything was okay

He is unfairly attractive when he flushes, btw

Unless something really fucks with him, he never allows himself to cry for very long

And unless its one of those times, the most comfort he really needs is just your hand on his arm or the warmth of you at his side

Things in the world may fucking suck, but he feels like they may not suck as much so long as he has you

did he actually just think that?? djhdhdfdhs please ignore the suddenly flustered vanderwood who can’t control his own thoughts

[juminsmysticmc]

I'm sorry that you got only 3 requests, but don't worry , I got your back✌ I decided to also send you 3 requests, but separately.

For the first one , how about MC falling in love with Vanderwood, while being on V's route( when they were together in the Cabin)

I hope you won't have trouble writing it , and here's a cookie for your hard work🍪

MC falling in love with Vanderwood, while being on V's route

Hey! I hope you like this one shot! BTW, I am doing some kind of a diet ( like, eating less sweet stuff and so ) and ever since then I don't like cookies anymore T.T sniff...honestly...I loved them so much but they are too sweet by now RIP. Now, enjoy!

Like strong waves hitting the rocks in the ocean in the middle of a winter day, it hit you. Your eyes met the eyes of the long, brown haired man. He was supposed to be the ,,Semi-doctor’’ for Jihyun who was staying with you, as well as with Seven, in the little house in the middle of the forest. Jihyun, who was drugged with the elixir, was shivering and sweating. However, he was still against the idea of going to a hospital.

And here you were, in a room with four men. You found yourself in a mess of secrets over secrets in a never ending circle. Your eyes were moving between Seven and Vanderwood, the man who made your heart drop a bit quicker, when suddenly Seven placed something into your hand. ,,You never know when you will need it,’’ he said after your eyes wandered down to your hand.

,,This time, I will protect him,’’ you said as your hand held the gun a bit tighter, your fingers touching the cold gadget.

,,That’s my taser gun…’’ Vanderwood sighed, his two fingers around his temples as he gently massaged them as if he was trying to get rid of a bad headache. You pressed your lips together, too nervous to even breathe when suddenly Jihyun moaned next to you, asking for forgiveness. You could see that he was feeling pretty sick. Wrinkles were all over his face as he tried to endure the pain.

While Seven was busy getting things to work again, you observed Vanderwood as he used the first aid kit which was found in Seven’s car. Your eyes went down to Jihyun who had his eyes closed. At first, you thought that you fell in love with him. Something made you feel pretty attached to the mint haired man.

Perhaps it was the fact that he too was blinded by love? Or was it the fact that he realized that he and his past lover were entangled in a toxic romance, just like you were a few years ago? You felt connected to him and when he showed you that he was actually trying to save you, you thought that this was your prince on a horse, ready to come to your rescue. But perhaps you were so obsessed with the thought of finding love in this messy operation that you forgot to listen to your actual feelings.

,,How did you get into this mess?’’ Vanderwood suddenly asked, making you gasp for air. In your head you were trying to find the perfect answer for him. An answer that wouldn’t make you seem stupid. You didn’t want to appear like a naive girl, but the truth was that you were what you were trying to hide. Who else would follow a stranger into his car?

,,Are you perhaps hurt too?’’ Vanderwood asked you and without waiting for your denial, his hand found its way to your soft skin. The cold hand was refreshing as you felt the blood coming up to your head.

,,You don’t seem sick… Are you okay?’’ he asked you. The distance between the both of you was so little that even an insect would have failed at passing between the both of you.

,,Uh, yeah, thanks,’’ you quickly answered, your hand touching your soft hair on the top of your head.

,,I… I was kind of dragged into this when I followed the other hacker, the one Seven is trying to compete against in his car to Magenta,’’ you confessed, embarrassed. Vanderwood, however, just nodded at your confession. Without judging what you did and without calling you naive, he just accepted the answer to the question he got and kept treating Jihyun.

,,How did this man come into this mess?’’ he sighed.

,,I think… he’s kind of the beginning of this… perhaps partly his fault? An unfortunate love story? An obsession towards affection of two lonely people?’’ you said. As soon as these words were said, you actually asked yourself who allowed you to say that about the mint haired man?

,,I actually thought you two were a thing, you and him,’’ Vanderwood said and with his chin he pointed to Jihyun who was still laying there with his eyes closed.

,,Well,’’ you chuckled and glanced over to Vandrwood.

,,Perhaps my feelings were some kind of obsession too?’’ The time passed and while Jihyun was trying to sleep through his drugged state, you were once again in the chatroom. Ray found a way to have access to the chatroom, somehow, even though Seven tried his best to log you guys out. However, as no one was online, being in the chatroom was rather boring…

,,Huh?’’ you said loudly as you suddenly saw that Seven just entered the chatroom.

,,How the heck?! The hacker?!’’ you panicked. You were sure that Seven left your phone in the house you were currently staying in. It couldn’t be him.

,,Chill, it’s me,’’ Vanderwood laughed next to you. And suddenly, the both of you got to chat in the chatroom despite sitting next to the other.

,,You tricked me,’’ he moaned when he accidentally sent a picture of himself, looking straight at the camera.

,,Handsome!’’ you commented and chuckled to yourself. Your cheeks felt red and hot, just like how any teenage girl in love would feel.

,,Do you really think that I’m handsome?’’ Vanderwood suddenly said, making you look straight at him. You were puzzled as he asked you that simple question. Your eyes widened and your dry lips were pressed together as you tried to gulp the little salvia in your mouth.

Your heart began to pound like crazy. I think that you’re the most handsome man I’ve ever seen, you thought. However, you were too embarrassed to tell him.

,,Say, do you really mean what you just said…?’’ he asked you again. And instead of answering, you just nodded.

,,So, if we come out alive of this mess, would you go out with this handsome man here?’’ Vanderwood asked you and in that very moment, you wished more than in any situation to really come out alive of this, because this time it was for real.

You fell in love with him.

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21.01.2022 // 23:39 MEST

[mammonprotectionsquad]

Ayo I'm back from the dead! I would love to say that I got over my writers block but uh... Chances are high I will disappear after this again, writing wise 😅

Also, this isn't proof read. I can't be arsed rn. So... We die like Vanderwood does internally every time he has to deal with Saeyoung xD

Anyway! Here's part 3 of the rivaling agencies au with Vandy and my cmc :3

Blind trust

Vanderwood x Cmc Talia

Vanderwood hated it. He hated how he actually began checking his phone regularly, instead of simply using it when necessary. He hated to admit that he was waiting for her to message first, replies, hell even calls! After all, he wasn't even that talkative. But god, there was just something about her voice, the way there was still so much joy left in her even if they've both been through similar shit as agents, that made him stay on the line with her for hours. Mainly listening, every now and then throwing something in and she even got him to share some short stories of his own. He had no idea how, or when it happened, but that woman had easily snaked her way into his life.

Now there he was, sitting on the couch on one of his very rare days off work, with a rather annoying feeling of worry in the pit of his stomach. Eating away at him. Simply because as hour after hour passed by, there was no answer to his last text. Of course he knew that it was impossible to always answer immediately, though it was kind of concerning that her last message was sent 9 hours ago. Usually she even sent him something when on a job, no matter if it was a proper answer to what he wrote, or just simply letting him know that she was on a mission and a Dont worry, I'm still alive. Not getting rid of my annoying ass that easily.

Groaning in frustration, the brunette dropped his phone next to himself on the couch, before he rubed his hands over his face. He had to get it together... It was stupid enough that he had actually contacted her after she'd slipped her number into his pocket, that one night. Actually getting attached to her? She was still technically an enemy. Working for a dfferent agency. Not only that, but of course for one his agency always had a feud with, as far as he could remember. In some way it was kind of ironic, but also... Could he really be sure that she wasn't only doing all that to get the upper hand on him? Too many questions and no answers at all.

He got pulled out of his thoughts by sudden knocking, causing him to be on high alert in a matter of seconds as he quietly walked to the door. Though as soon as he looked through the peephole, he acted before he could've thought it through. Nearly ripping the door open as he stared at Talia, who looked rather worse for wear with a sheepish smile on her face.

"Sorry to show up out of nowhere like this, but... I didn't know where else to go."

As much as his worry grew seeing her like that, it didn't stop his heart from fluttering at her words. A foreign, nearly unsettling feeling. Though for now he pushed it down, seeing how that was not the most pressing issue in that situation.

There was no hesitation as he grabbed her hand to pull her into his apartment, closing the door behind them with his foot, while his fingertips were already skimming along her sides to assess how bad the damage was. Face in a frown whenever she flinched or tried, and failed, to suppress any pained noises.

"Vanderwood, it's not that bad, really. I've been far worse in the past and-"

"Who did this to you?", he interrupted her, nearly growling. It wasn't what he had actually wanted to ask her, or how he wanted to ask what had happened, but apparently his tongue had decided to be faster than his brain.

In order to play down his little slip up, he nudged Talia into the bathroom, where he kept his well stocked first aid kit. Simply lifting her up and setting her down on the bathroom counter before she even had the chance to complain or keep on insisting that she was fine.

"So? What happened?", he asked again, at the same time already pushing her shirt up far enough, so he was able to tend to the cuts on her sides and stomach.

"A mess is what happened... To make a long story short, I had a feeling that we have a traitor in our agency. Now guess what? We actually have two! Somehow they noticed I was on to them, so they pretty much sold me out to an enemy. Said enemy- ouch! Can't you be a bit more gentle?", she muttered when he began dabbing an alcohol doused cotton ball over her injuries. At the same time instinctively trying to lean away from him, which earned herself a roll of his eyes.

"I need to disinfect them so they won't potentially get infected. You're lucky we don't need to sew anything up."

"No shit, I know all that but it still stings like a bitch..."

"Stop whining and continue with your story."

"Jeez, so cold. Fine, now where was I?"

It was impossible not to notice how she actually relaxed a bit during their banter and the playful glint she usually had in her eyes returned as well . Meaning her injuries were probably really not that bad.

"Ah, right! Okay. I got sold out for being on to those two assholes. Then, this morning, in broad daylight, a group of burly bad men show up at my place and try to kill me. Obviously it didn't work, because come on. As if I'd let some pathetic dudes like that just end me."

Vanderwood huffed a quiet chuckle at that. Mainly because he'd experienced first hand what she was able to do and knew better than to underestimate her just because she was rather petite looking. And the smile he got in return for his reaction? It was enough to shortly distract him from his actual task.

"Idiots dead, so I quickly grabbed the most important things, threw everything in my car and drove around for a couple hours to make sure no one was following me."

Talia let out a long sigh, tilting her head back, seemingly lost in her own thoughts. He used that moment to study her features for a moment. How pale her skin appeared, aside from the bruise that had formed around one of her eyes. Not to mention how obvious it was that she was downright exhausted and in dire need of some rest.

Snapping himself back into reality, he dropped the used cotton balls into the sink for now, before he began to carefully wrap a bandage around her left arm and the lower half of her torso.

"Since they now know where I live, I couldn't just go back home. And as you might be aware of, it's not exactly possible to really make friends in our field of work."

The sudden soft touch of fingertips against his forehead, as she reached out to brush a strand of hair that had escaped his ponytail, behind his ear made his eyes snap up, causing him to stop in his tracks for a couple seconds.

"I know this might sound insane, especially since we shouldn't even trust each other for obvious reasons, but... I do anyway. In fact, I don't think I've felt this safe around anyone ever since I was a kid."

An avalanche of emotions washed over the agent, while at the same time things he'd been trying his hardest to push down began to desperately crawl their way up to the surface. Wanting to get out, spill into the open. But before that could happen, he helped her back down from the counter.

"You can stay here tonight. Bedroom is yours. Grab whatever you'd be comfortable sleeping in from my closet." On one hand it was a diverson from the former topic. Could he really be blamed? He sucked at everything that was feelings related. On the other hand the thought of seeing her in his clothes left him feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. It was strange.

"Where are you gonna sleep?"

"The couch", he simply answered with a shrug, not looking up from his task of cleaning up the sink. Which also resulted in him rather hearing than seeing how Talia padded her way into the bedroom.

"What a fucking mess...", he muttered to himself as he began to discard of the cotton pads, followed by making sure no stains would be left in the sink. Not just the aftermath of patching someone up in his bathroom, but especially the entire situation they found themselves in. Everything was a huge mess and it felt like it would only get worse and worse in the future.

One of the things he'd always tried to avoid had happened; he got attached. To an enemy no less. And yet for some strange reason it wasn't as terrifying as it probably should've been.

Once everything was spotless again, Vanderwood went to grab a bottle of water to bring it to the other agent. Honestly just an excuse to check on her again, although the silence after he knocked on the bedroom door told him that she was probably out cold. Still he slipped inside to put the bottle down on the bedside table and if he maybe made sure she was properly tugged in, no one would ever find out about it.

Now that he couldn't get caught doing so, he studied her features once more and damn... Even in her sleep she looked exhausted as all hell. But then again, it had been an eventful, long day for her.

Eventually the brunette made his way into the living room to get as comfortable as possible on the couch, even though he knew that he would most definitely not get a lot of sleep. Not because he didn't trust her, but because he was still worried. Always perking up when he heard something coming from the bedroom.

He didn't know how long he'd already been laying there when suddenly there was the quiet padding of naked feet getting closer and closer. Shortly after his blanket got lifted up and Talia slipped under it, pressing herself to his back.

Letting out a surprised noise, he turned around to face her, brows furrowed in utter confusion.

"I'm cold...", she muttered, before he even had the chance to ask what she was doing.

And as much as he knew it was stupid. As much as he knew he should've sent her back to the bedroom, not only because it got a bit cramped with both of them on the couch, he didn't. Instead he wrapped his arms around her small frame in order to make sure she wouldn't potentially fall off. Definitely not because he actually enjoyed having her all cuddled up to him, her face even buried on his neck, nuzzling into it. He only wanted to make sure she wouln't hurt herself more. He'd die on that hill.

In all honesty though... It was nice. And while he was convinced that she wasn't actually cold and only used that as a lame excuse, he really didn't mind. Would it have been more comfortable to just go to bed? Sure. But this way they had the excsue to be that close because of the small space they were sharing.

"Thanks again for letting me stay here... And patching me up. I promise I'll make it up to you", she nearly whispered, the way her lips brushed against his skin sending a shiver down his spine.

"Don't worry about it. It's fine."

"Mhm... If you say so."

A comfortable silence settled between them and without really noticing it, one of his hands moved into her hair, gently carding through it. Something that was weirdly relaxing to do and with her so close, he could finally feel himself get drowsy as well.

"Oh, by the way, Vandy?", Talia's sleepy voice pulled him out of his thoughts. "My real name is Kali..."

Vanderwood's eyes shot open at that and he stared down at her in complete and utter shock. Though it became very obvious that the woman in his arms had already fallen asleep after dropping something that big on him.

While he was still in shock, there was no denying that his heart was beating so hard it felt like it was about to jump right out of his ribcage. She trusted him enough to tell him her real name. Something they weren't ever supposed to use. He remembered the day he got a new indentity, how he got told that his old self was dead and he was never to use that name again. And now here she was, telling him something like that out of absolutely nowhere.

Maybe that was also the moment where he decided that he would do everything in his power to keep her safe. It was risky, sure. But so was their entire... whatever it was they had. Besides he was convinced that he had actually done worse things before. Like agreeing to babysit the little hacker brat.

Of course he was well aware that she was more than just able to look after herself, yet she seemed to vulnerable in that moment. It made him pritect her from the world, something he absolutely was not used to. Still it wasn't an unpleasant feeling at all.

"Sleep well... Kali."

After pressing a lingering kiss to her forhead, he pulled her a little closer into his chest. The warmth radiating from her body and her even breathing slowly but surely lulling him to sleep as well.

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[apenapaperandadoofus]

Rfa and minor trio being given a very tight jar to open and what would they do it they can't open it with force? Please take all the time you need and if you don't feel like writing don't pressure yourself ;;;; Have a great day!

Don’t worry! And thank your for thinking about me, but I still apologize for taking long! Also at one point this became full of crack I am SO sorry I just couldn’t help myself

RFA+minor trio opening a tight jar:

Zen:

Ok so, he will be all confident

Like oh yeah I am fit, I can do dis

He couldn’t

Honestly Zen becomes SO mad but he will NOT give up

A jar ain’t defeating him

In the end, after a 20 minute fucking fit like a 5 year old, Zen managed to open it!

Yay!!!!

Yoosung:

He’s the one that haves you open the jars

He’s scared of them

When you tell him you can’t, the two of you try E V E R Y T H I N G

After a mental breakdown, the two of you just give up and order some pizza

Also Yoosung WILL glare at the jar, he won’t hold back lmao

Jaehee:

Um...who do you think she is?????

Our Queen has it open in SECONDS

She just has that magic

Like the moms have, whenever you aren’t able to do something with so much force, and it doesn’t work, and then your mom will just do it the most fucking gentle way and BAM it works

Like damn

This is why we simp for Jaehee 😌

Jumin:

He will try to analyze the whole thing

Honestly, even though Jumin is pretty strong, it takes a while for him to open the jar

If it’s way too tight tho, he will go outside and ask one of his security guards lmao

And the security guard will be so confused but Jumin is just looking at him with such a poker face lmao

But Jumin struggling to open a jar is freaking adorable I need someone to draw this lmao, he will struggle but his face will be like 0_0

Saeyoung:

Alright, so the time you could’ve spent trying to open the jar, you two made a robot

Then you procrastinated and started dancing around the living room

Then Saeyoung made a cute robot that would dance with you

And then you forgot about the jar and went to bed

So like two weeks passed when you remembered, and you decided to make the jar opening robot again

But the cycle repeated lmao

V:

Oh this guy

He tries to open it

And he is smiling nerviously at you and everything

But inside he’s panicking

What? Why? Who, why the fuck is the jar to tight??

After like a looooong while, you open it

But it took a lot of work, and the both of you struggling lol

Saeran:

(This is my favorite holy shit lmao)

Ray:

Nope, no, no way

As soon as you ask him the runs away

And he starts crying too

He is T R A U M A T I Z E D with jars

And he won’t deal with that shit today, no matter how much he loves you (fine, he will, but he won’t let you see him struggle a bit)

Suit Saeran:

Verbal abuse, what did you expect?

He yells at the jar and just yeets it, I’m sorry that’s what he will do, and then he will run away angrily because fuck jars, he is still traumatized

GE! Saeran:

Even if it’s hard for him, he will try his best!

I mean you’re the love of his life, this man will walk through fire for you

But if he struggles too much, he will nervously smile and ask if you want to eat something else instead

Vanderwood:

Oh boy

Ooohhhh voy

If it’s super fucking tight

He will shoot it

He tried tasing it but it didn’t work, so he had to take out his gun

“VANDERWOOD WHAT THE FUCK”

“IT WAS TESTING ME Y/N, AND I’M NOT DEALING WITH ANY MORE BULLSHIT TODAY.”

Honestly RIP jar lmao, we will always remember you ✌️

[joy1579]

Can you expand more on the clumsy MC with Jumin? Because Hi! Guilty here! 😅 I have the coordination of a shoe .One time I almost lost an eye because I was packing groceries on my backpack and I took the sharp package quickly to close to my eye (got a cut on the eyelid instead, luckily), I felt 2 times on the shower, slip on the street and felt in various occasions (and from tall places in 2, one time chasing a cat) I even choke on my own saliva, if I'm still living is just luck I swear!

sure and no worries Hun same i legit managed to crack my glasses while they were on my face. if not for them i swear i’d only have one eye. as i was writing this i asked my friends about things i could add and all i got were “do you remember when you....” so yeah all of this might be based on things I've done.

clumsy MC part 2

jumin

-        when you broke your ankle stepping off a curb in heels he got rid of all your heels and made sure he had his arm around your waist ANYTIME there was a curb from then on (his grip makes it legitimately impossible for you to fall)

-        when you accidentally maced yourself the one time you went out with your sister, san’s body guards, he decided body guards where non-negotiable that way you didn’t need to carry personal protection

-        when you fell in the shower there was a 3-week period of showering together (he made it seem like it was something sweet and cute but you knew it was worry)

-        he legit does EVERYTHING he can to prevent you from getting hurt

-        he encourages yoga because it helps balance and flexibility both of which are supposed to help with clumsiness

-        he also read an article about how poor memory and slow response time can affect coordination so he asks if you want to do brain games and memory puzzles together (their actually really fun and it means a consistent date night with jumin so how could you say no)

Yoosung

-        when you fell off the weird scooter thing the doctor gave you for your broken ankle he was torn between angry that you where pushing yourself and sad that you where hurt and didn’t ask him for help (he gently scolds you before setting you up in the living room with everything you need and under his watchful eyes)

-        when you two are enjoying a vacation and you accidentally tumble into the hotel pool you grab for him on the way down and suddenly both of you are soaked laughing at each other’s soaked and surprised faces until the horror of the situation dawns on you. you dropped your phones (and his glasses) as you fell and now they reside at the bottom of the pool

-        when you trip, accidentally spilling the entirety of dinner across the floor and burning yourself in the process he’s rushing too your side only to slip himself and fall as well thankfully NOT burning himself in the process. you two spend the better part of an hour helping each other recover before you return to the kitchen and remember the mess that still needs cleaning

-        he doesn’t know how to become less clumsy so mostly he just tries to disaster prove the important stuff protective cases for his lolol figures, computer and phone. shatter proof or plastic dishes things like that

-        but most importantly he starts getting fluffy rugs and pillows so if you fall (at home at least) you’ll have a softer landing

-        he also gets really REALLY good at first aide he knows all the home remedies (partly thanks to him asking his mom) and starts slowly but surely creating a first aid kit for the both of you

-        you start calling him dr. yoosung because he tends to all your bumps and bruises and that makes the poor boi nearly implode the first few times

saeyoung

-        when he see’s you slam your hand in his car door by accident you swear you’ve never seen him move so fast. he’s got ice on your hand before you can even feel the pain. you joke saying you thought he’d be more concerned about his car than you but he’s definitely not in a joking mood and he scolds you for even thinking like that he’d give every last one of his cars away for free if it kept you safe

-        when rip over one of the cords for his many gadgets consequently almost giving yourself a concussion he saeran and vanderwood spend the rest of the night dedicating themselves to wire management and though saeyoung may never admit it without joking around it does make his tinkering and work much easier

-         when you two where having a tickle fight on the bed and you fell off the bed hitting your head on the counter of the bedside table he got you too the hospital in 10 minutes even through the drive normally took 35 minutes he fidgets the entire time you get stitches and it takes a while for you to convince him that 1: he didn’t hurt you it was an accident and 2: you aren’t mad or even hurt that bad you’ve had stitches plenty of times it’s not a big deal

-        he may be all fun and jokes sometimes but anytime you get close to ACTUALLY hurting yourself he gets right down to business

-        he knows it’s impossible to protect you from everything but if he CAN fix it he will

-        if he is even tangentially the cause he has a tendency to fall back into his old habits of pushing you away for your own good so you have to remind him that he’s the only one for you and explain that it probably wasn’t his fault anyway

zen

-        when you tumbled off the stage at one of his rehearsals and actually had a concussion he started purposefully positioning himself between you and ledges wether it’s the edge of the stage, sidewalk, or even the bed. thankfully his history with acting and stage performance means he has experience in blocking and being aware of where exactly you are compared to other people so it’s not too hard for him

-        when you crack your glasses (while they are in your face) he swears he saw his life flash before his eyes. you point out he wasn’t in danger and he says “i saw YOUR life flash before my eyes jagi!” he thanks the lord for your glasses where their to prevent what would have happened if you had hit your eye! of course he would have loved you anyway and called you his pirate princess. but there’s no way you could fully appreciate his beauty with one eye!

-        when he absentmindedly tosses you a water bottle for the first time and you fumble it accidentally soaking your outfit he gives you his signature jacket and apologizes so much you eventually decide to shut him up and the resulting flustered red faced zen truly is a beautiful sight

-        he wants to protect you as much as possible but he’s so used to his own grace and athleticism that he forgets you may struggle a bit more

-        - still he thinks you’re the cutest person in the whole world and may even think your clumsiness makes you even cuter!

Jaehee

-        when you barely managed to catch yourself but not the tray of dirty dishes you were carrying she rushed to make sure you weren’t hurt looking over your hands for cuts from the glass you were scrambling to clean she scolded you for not waiting for her to bring the broom

-        when you give yourself a pretty nasty burn while frosting a cake she physically pulled you to the sink to run your burn under cool water. after about a week patching you up she sneaks off to take a legitimate first aide course she wants to do everything by the book perfect when she’s taking care of you.

-        the valentine’s day dlc where y’all get locked in the storage room. yeah you accidentally broke that lock several times simply because of how often you tumble into it while trying to juggle boxes.

-        she adores how hard you work to make sure you don’t spill drinks or mess up cake decorations

-        she’s so confused by how you can have such a steady decorating hand and such shaky balance

-        whenever you’re feeling down about messing up something at the cafe because of your clumsiness she kisses your cheek and reminds you that you’re an amazing cook and the only one that can make those cookies that sell out within minutes (it’s a family recipe that you plan to teach her next valentine’s day)

Saeran

-        when you fell down the hill in the park he dropped the picnic basket to try and save you thankfully the food was only a little jostled and you were only a little scraped up. he still insisted and cleaning and bandaging your scrapes with the little kit he keeps with him (you’d be insulted but it’s come in handy more times than you’d like to admit)

-        when you fall into the rose bush in his garden he completely panics he’s afraid you’ll blame him for how hurt you got because OUCH! you assure him you aren’t angry but you would like some help with all the cuts pricks and thorns. after that he looks into roses without thorns and starts replanting you feel a little guilty until you see how excited he is to plant all the different type of thornless roses he’s found

-        when a stranger bumps you accidentally and you lose your balance tumbling down the stairs Saeyoung has to physically restrain him until he hears you sobbing and comes to his senses he rushes you to the doctor and waits anxiously while you get a cast. he swears he’s not crying but there’s a definite wetness to his eyes when he hugs you gently and promises he won’t ever let something that awful happen ever again

-        he’s pretty hyper vigilant simply because of his past but the longer you and he are together the more he turns the focus of his hyper vigilance from “don’t upset anyone because abuse” towards “potential trip hazard protect MC”

-        there’s not a soul out there that’s as gentle as he is when he’s trying to treat you. he’s mostly self-taught and it’s a lot of home remedies but the actually help a lot

[edgelord-saeran]

Hey do you think you could write something about Saeran and MC finding out Saeyoung was killed after the good/normal ending? Btw your writing is amazing:)

When Saeran first started looking for his brother, he had honestly had no doubts that they would find him. The two of them had survived a lot. More than anyone ever should. He’d bee surprised if their father, who couldn’t take them out when they were children, had managed now.

Then he got a ping on a possible location, and all he could do was stare at the coordinates listed on his screen. How would their reunion go? He’d done a lot of... bad things since they’d been separated. Saeran knew that Saeyoung had done bad too, but at least he hadn’t gotten himself drugged out of his mind. But Saeran also hasn’t entirely forgiven him for abandoning him, leaving him by himself when it was always supposed to be the two of them.

Saeran quickly sent the coordinates to Jumin and stood from his computer, leaving his room. He walked into the living room, finding her sitting on the couch.

“Oh hey, you’ve emerged.” She said with a smile. He smiled weakly at her in return, deciding to flop down on the couch next to her.

“I found coordinates. They’re promising.” He said quietly, and she smiled. 

“We’ll find him.” She said confidently. 

The next day, Jumin had already put together a raid. The building was nondescript, and was definitely not somewhere you’d think they’d be hiding a abducted person.

Saeran was allowed to come, as long as he didn’t try to go in the building as well. He stood anxiously to the side with her, watching and waiting as the team went in. There was an ambulance on standby, and while Saeran hoped it wouldn’t need to be used, he was grateful for it’s presence. 

There was silence before the walkies suddenly went off.

“We need stretchers!” The voice yelled. Saeran sucked in a deep breath. They’d found him. They found someone. 

There was silence, and suddenly one of the stretchers wheeled out. Saeran could tell that even at a distance that the man on the stretcher was not his brother. Instead he was pretty sure it was the man that went by Vanderwood.

And then... another stretcher. This time, covered in a sheet.

He felt her try to hold him back, but he shook her off as he ran, praying to whatever god would listen to him anymore that what he thought was under the sheet wasn’t.

Saeran got to the stretcher, and before anyone could stop him, he ripped the sheet off. 

And there he was. Saeyoung Choi, eyes closed and skin taking on a graying tint.

“No. No no no nonononononono.” Saeran could barely get the word out, unable to cry through his shock. He was unable to look away, though he finally lost his strength, slumping over his lost brother. He couldn’t stop the hysterical laugh that escaped him. When it finally trailed off, he managed to speak. 

“I had wanted this, huh. But why now. Why...”

[diverse-hearts-a]

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I WANT TO TALK ABOUT SHIPS. SEND ME ☜ FOR A SHIP I HAVE, ☞ FOR A SHIP I WANT.

Holy - so it’s only by looking at just how many of these I have that I’m realising I do ship an awful lot xDLet’s start with one of my oldest - Seven x @mafiapriincess - the ‘other Mary’ in my muses life who drives him slightly insane and the ship that made me and Alice become friends all those moons ago! We may not write as these two dorks all too often anymore but this will always be one of the sweetest and action packed ships that my muse has had - tones of fighting and protecting and generally just them screaming at one another for rushing into danger etc. The [[Goddess of Pain]] with @ocxonline - it’s tag describes it all. We’re mainly shipping Seven and Mai together via their reset verses and they just rip one another to pieces. They find it difficult to accept some of the things they’ve done to try and force the reset to end - and they’ve hurt one another a lot in the process but that love that bonds them is still there, still strong - but the more they try and protect one another the more they seem to end up hurting each other instead. It’s an angsty mess and I love it ^^ 

Still needs a tag but the ship thats beginning to form between Saeran and @lenny-pooh is just too sweet. Saeran is such a nervous wreck around the girl, had no idea as to why he’s so nervous and Saeyoung likes to tease them because he can see that the two nervous kids like one another :3 It’s still developing atm but I just love their interactions - always so pure and innocent till Saeyoung messes up the moment between them :D 

Another older ship that just somewhat developed out of no where is with @xvinushka - Rika x Vanderwood - or the run away teens who just hate adults. It was a ship that was born out of two troubled teens just being drawn towards one another and well, it’s just so raw and emotional and I find myself just rooting for these two damaged babies to find a way to find their happiness in a world that’s been so cruel to them all this time >_

Another older ship that I really miss writing is Saeran x Jaehee with @coffeestainsandcopypaper - something that started off as a bit of a joke ship and yet turned into something so sweet and soft. It’s a very rare ship in the fandom with most people seeming to think it’d never work out but - Jaehee just offers that bit of stern and stubborn help that Saeran needs while recovering and Saeran offers Jaehee the bit of freedom she needs in her own life - encouraging her to follow her dreams etc. They just made the cutest little family ^-^

[mirroredglitch]

On the Topic of "Friends"

After seeing the post that @fiftyshadesofdes made last night, I finally have the courage to discuss more thoroughly my experience with someone in the Mystic Messenger fandom. I would like to start with saying that if you got a notification for this post, it is because you are involved in some way. A few names shall be omitted for the sole reason that I don't want backlash from them specifically, but still.

This is going to get rather long, so, under a cut it goes!!

Many of you who follow me know that I was good friends with someone who writes a... decently well known fic involving the Choi twins. And some who I have talked more extensively with will know that this person and I are no longer friends.

I have to start from the beginning though, because although things got extra bad towards the end, there were events that happened along the way that hurt me deeply as well, and that I realize now were manipulative and abusive.

This person and I met through tumblr. I started following them after binge reading a few of their fics. And surprisingly, they followed me back. I was stunned, honestly. Someone I admired had noticed me! Me, who hasn't been active in any fandom in a long time, got in with someone I admired rather quickly.

They invited me to a server on Discord, and we talked more and more. Eventually becoming really, really good friends. I had never connected with someone as quickly as I did with them. We clung to eachother, in a way that I realize now was ultimately rather unhealthy.

I defended them when a 'friend' of theirs insisted on belittling them in the server. Like, I ripped into this person. I don't tolerate bullying, and if I see injustice of any kind, then I speak up. So that's what I did. And this person appreciated that. Probably too much, since this ultimately bit me in the ass later, but I'll get to that.

We, and a few other friends, started a fandom project. This project was met with... a lot of drama and controversy. We lost a friend in the process, and a few of our contributors left rather quickly. But we stuck with it. I would have defended that project and the people who were part of it with my life. And for a good chunk of it, I felt I had to. I answered asks, some of which were honestly nasty. I put out our PR announcements, and was met with some backlash with some of it.

I started to become friends with one of our contributors, @casualpastelgay. We had a shared love of Zen, and I was so, so happy to have someone to gush with about him, because my other friend disliked him so heavily. So I stopped talking about him with them, because I always seemed to be met with annoyance and animosity when I talked about him. Because he wasn't Saeyoung, and because this person also associated Zen with an ex-friend of theirs (the same one I defended them against previously).

I invited Raine into a server I made for my friends. And we talked about Zen in there. As well as discussing Vanderwood with @lokiiwood. My other friend decided that because we weren't talking about Saeyoung or Saeran, that they no longer had a voice. I was accused of replacing them as my best friend with Raine. I was made to feel awful for having friends other than them.

I had to deal with this while being sick, and camping with my (now ex) boyfriend and his family. I had to deal with dysphoria, and being misgendered and dead named, as well as the anxiety that I felt like my friendship with this person was crumbling for reasons I didn't even know. Because they weren't talking to me about why they were upset.

If I recall, shortly before this, I had started working on a Choi Sandwich fic that was meant to be a gift for this person. But, I was dealing with stress and so focused my attention to discussing an idea that was deeply important to me involving Zen. And I was bitched out for even thinking of an idea that wasn't this gift for them. Something that was meant as a stress reliever was treated with contempt by someone who I believed had my back.

They actually left my discord server because they were so upset at me.

The nail in the coffin on this? They had been complaining about how another friend acted jealous towards our friendship, and how they just wanted to be allowed to have other friends... but then turned around and acted the exact same way towards me.

We worked out our shit though, and I thought things were fine. But they threw a fit when I started getting closer with Karin/@lokiiwood as well. I had... a massive crush on her and they knew that, and got upset that I was talking to her as much as I did??

All throughout this, things were going... weird with the project we were modding. @fiftyshadesofdes had joined our team, as well as a few others, but I mention Des specifically because this person was truly awful to her. They got upset when one of our other friends starting getting close to Des and her date mate, @joz-stankovich. I heard numerous times how they thought that Joz and Des were petty and childish. And they misgendered Joz numerous times, which I got frustrated hearing, too. Because if they couldn't use their preferred pronouns, how could I expect this person to use mine when talking to others? As a trans guy, this deeply upset me, but, I held my tongue.

It reached the point where they were actually trash talking the art and writing of these two in private to me. Which was disheartening because they spoke so highly of them prior to Joz and Des deciding that they needed to step away from this person.

One of our other friends had also stopped talking to them for a while because of how they were being treated. And good lord... the amount of times I was complained to about how childish they were being. And how hurt they felt by this person... was honestly overwhelming. Remember how I mentioned earlier that my need to help bit me in the ass? Yeah, I went and talked to this person, and helped the two of them repair their friendship. It felt good to help, but now I feel as though my kindness and need to help was taken advantage of.

While all this was going on, I had to take a step back from the fandom project. I had a lot of life changes going on, and my mental health was getting extremely bad. To the point where I genuinely wanted to kill myself. I had split up with my boyfriend. I moved back in with my mom and brother. My grandmother passed away. My life was honestly a mess.

This person was by me through all of that. The mod team understood why I needed to take a break.

And then I got a new job. And I met my current boyfriend. And I stopped being online as much. I tried to message friends when I could, providing updates. Life was looking up.

My friend ignored me. Every single time I messaged them.

Until they finally responded, getting very upset with me for not being around. For 'abandoning' them. I got upset in return, and I lashed out. I think them getting upset with me for being happy and having a life was the straw that broke the camel's back for me.

I was told I was being replaced on the Choi Sandwich Week mod team. Because I couldn't be trusted to commit to it. So I left the blog and gave them full control. I transferred ownership of the discord server for it to them and left. I was so hurt that I wanted absolutely nothing to do with it.

They left all of our other mutual servers in return.

A few days later I was informed by the current head of our fandom project that I would not be credited as part of the team because it was unfair to the others for me to be credited when I was taking a mental health break. Despite all the work I put into handling things on the blog. Despite the fact that I had been a part of this project from its conception. I had been through hell and back for this project, and this is what I got in return?

I told myself I was okay with that. And then a day or two later I saw that my ability to see all the channels in the server for this project had been revoked. And I was so deeply upset that I just... gave up. I left. I was done being treated like a villain for doing what I felt I needed to. I had been told that my not being credited had nothing to do with my personal relationships with anyone in the team, but the fact that it was mentioned, and what happened afterwards just proves that it absolutely did.

After our fight, I had made the decision to block this person on tumblr and twitter. And I made a post about how a good friend had hurt me. I was upset and I needed to vent. Joz, Des, and Karin were there for me. Joz and Des being surprising to me at the time because I thought they disliked me for being as close with this person as I was. I was pleasantly surprised that they were so open and accepting of me when I reached out to them.

Some time later, I tried to reach out to this person again though. Because I was hurting. How does one go from being best friends to practically hating eachother overnight like that?

I got bitched out for defending myself. For venting. For blocking them when I assumed they wanted nothing to do with me. I was the bad guy once again.

I also found out recently that they hurt my friend @aromaticboar as well. I don't know if they even realized they did it, but still. I know she's done chasing down their friendship, and so am I.

I will not name this person in this post, but anyone who wants to know is welcome to send me a DM. To those of you who know who I'm talking about... thank you for being by my side while I pulled myself together again after I was hurt.

And to anyone who has been manipulated or emotionally abused, by this person or anyone else... know that you are not alone. I stand by you and am always open to talk.

Thanks for listening.

[kaeyas-beloved]

Mint Eye Madness Ch. 6

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 ~ Coming Soon

Took too long to make this, been losing the will(?) to write recently but I still want to... make sense? Real qucik, (N/N) means nichname for all you readers who didn’t know or needed a refresher^^ Hope you enjoy!

*TW Swearing, Mentions of Weapons/Blood/Drugging (?) Mention/Implied Torture (?), Slight Violence, Name calling*  

List of Triggers COULD be added and some I’m not 100% certain of so please be wary while reading this series, Thank you.

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Loud knocks on the wooden door of the cabin stir me from my slumber and I awaken to, not only panicked faces of Saeyoung and Vanderwood, but also Saeran walking over and opening the door, almost like he was expecting them. When the door is fully open, from what I can make out with my blurry vision from just waking up, are 6 Mint Eye Believers and a man with mint blue hair. Wait a minute… that’s V! I jolt up at seeing all the people who have entered the semi-cramped space of the cabin’s living room and hiss in pain from my wounds. Attention is drawn to me from everyone, all eyes are now on me. I sit up a little better and try to stand up but I’m gently pushed back down by Saeyoung. I look up to him, about to say something when he shakes his head. I get the message, he wants me to not say anything and, probably, wants me to not stress myself further.

“You can take me and Vanderwood, just leave her here.” Saeyoung says without looking away from me. My eyes widen. He’s really going to sacrifice himself and Vanderwood just because I have a couple scrapes!? Ha! Yeah right! I stand up, startling Saeyoung a little, causing him to take a step back. I bite my tongue, suppressing the urge to voice my distress, although I’m sure my face portrays my pain anyways. Just as I open my mouth again to argue, V interrupts me.

“Get her too” He orders. The Believers nod and start to advance towards us three. The room isn’t that big so they reach us quick. One Believer goes to each Vanderwood and Saeyoung, grabbing and binding their arms behind their backs. I, unfortunately, get two Believers to restrain me, which they do rather harshly. They bind us with thick rope which is sure to dig into our flesh if we struggle enough, well, from how tight they tied me, I’m not sure about the others.

“Saeran as well” V says after awhile.

“What!?” Saeran growls at him. The remaining two Believers grab and tie Saeran too, but not without a fight from Saeran.

“Let go! Now!” He yells while squirming, trying his hardest to escape the circumstances that Saeyoung, Vanderwood and I are in now. Saeran was unfortunately unsuccessful and ended up getting bounded like the rest of us. We start filing out of the cabin and into the forest, heading in the direction of Mint Eye. I’m in the front, followed by Saeyoung, Vanderwood then Saeran. Specking of Saeran, it seems he’s given up on fighting, for now at least. I sigh quietly, not sure what lies ahead for us. The one thing I know is that it’s in no way good.

 It sort of blurred together, the walk I mean. It seemed to have taken no time at all but I know that the walk from that cabin to the M.E headquarters takes a couple hours. Our surroundings such as the sky have changed colour, also proving that a long time has passed. As we all approach the front entrance, V chants the password to get in. Shroud your vision, and you shall be saved. After saying it so many times and it being practically drilled into your head, there’s no real way to forget that sentence that would give access to the whole building, like now. After being granted entrance into the cult, we walk through hallway after hallway to finally reach what I’ve been dreading.

A bookcase at the end of the hall.

Not just any bookcase though, pulling the right book forward will open one of the passage ways that can lead to the basement. Yes, there are more than one. The Believer on my right reaches over and pulls on one of the books in from of me, or rather it’s a play, Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare. Funny how the play ends in a tragedy and the basement is full of those too, makes you wonder if it’s actually a coincidence or not.

After the play is pulled a small click is heard and the book shelf moves forward slightly. The same Believer that pulled the play pulls the shelf forward revealing a winding staircase that travels down. The walls are made of a sort of tan coloured brick and it’s a little stuffy. The Believer returns to my right and I’m roughly shoved forward, a sign that I should start moving my ass or else. Knowing that if I did get free, even with a gun, it’s 1 against 6 where all 6 are armed with guns too, and I’m injured. Maybe if I wasn’t injured, I could take them down, but right now I can’t. So, begrudgingly, I start to descend down the staircase.

Our footsteps echo around us as we walk through a hall that’s lined with cells, both small and big, before finally making it to a large one at the end of it. Our bindings are cut then the twins, Vanderwood and I are practically thrown into the cell.

“You too traitor” one of the Believers states in a deep voice before pushing V in too. V was caught off guard so he wasn’t prepared for it and ended up stumbling in. He would have fallen to the ground if I didn’t catch him at the last second, and I grunt a little in pain at the use of my arm. I wasn’t able to stand for that long though, so I suppose I only delayed and cushioned V’s fall, bring myself down too along the way. I landed on my butt while V landed over of my legs. V realized after a while and quickly got off and apologized and I told him it was okay. I stand up, walk right up to the cell’s metal bars and glare at the Believers, continuing to do so even as they all walk back down the corridor. Well, except for one who remained in their spot in front of us.

“It’s good to see you again (N/N)… I’ve missed you” a small male voice said. I recognized the voice almost immediately.

“Louis? Is that you?” I ask in a whisper, not believing my ears. But I am right. The cloaked figure grabs their hood and flips it over their head to reveal Louis, a blond haired, brown eyed guy. Louis is about 5’9 with a build like V’s. I smile at Louis, new hope filling me that there might actually be a way out of here.

“I’ve missed you too Louis. I would give you a hug, but I’m sort of locked in here,” I say with a nervous laugh as I motion to the bars separating us. I lower my voice to a whisper, “how about you let us out, I’m sure you have the key Louis! Please, then we can all get out of here!” I say with hope in my voice. What he does next surprises me, he chuckles. A somewhat dark chuckle.

“Oh, you mean this key,” he asks, holding up a set of keys that dangle around a ring. I nod my head up and down vigorously.

“Yes, yes, oh my god yes Louis! I knew you’d have them! Now can you-” I was cut off by Louis thrusting his free hand through the bars and his hand wrapping around my neck. My eyes widen at the action and I immediately start to struggle. He pulls me closer to the bars so now the side of my face is pressed up against them. Louis leans close to my ear and whispers in it.

“You’re not getting out (N/N), I won’t let you…” he lets go of my throat and I quickly back away to look at him in disbelief. I look him over and then my eyes widen for a second time. Louis’ eyes, which are suppose to be a brown, are right now shine a bring green minty colour like Saeran’s eyes. Realization hits me, he’s under the influence of the Elixir.

“You’re not the Louis I know!” I say while pointing an accusing finger at him. He merely raises his hands in mock surrender.

“Guilty as charged” he replies with a smirk that’s laced with a mixture of amusement and malice, I growl and hang my head, looking at the ground and trying to keep my tears at bay.

“Nothing to say, hm? Well, then I’ll be going. It was nice seeing you again (N/N)” before he can walk all the way down the hall and out of sight I speck up.

“How long?” The footsteps stop and by the sound of it he didn’t turn around.

“How long?” He echoes back in question.

“How long have you been like you are now?” I clarify. Louis is silent for a small time before he starts to talk again and says the words that I was praying to any god that would listen to a sinner like me that he wouldn’t say.

“When you left me, a year and a half ago” moments later his footsteps start up again, and I know that he’s walking away now for good. When I know he’s far enough away I let some of the tears spill over and run down my cheeks, also wetting my hand in the process because I cupped it over my mouth to muffle the pain, the pain that I feel in my chest right now. The pain of leaving a friend behind when you know there was nothing you could do and yet you still blame yourself. The pain of knowing what happened after they got caught and you got away. Or that you promised you would come back for them and yet it was proven harder than you thought, therefore making it take forever.

“(Y/N)…” Saeyoung starts, walking over and placing a hand on my uninjured shoulder. I turn around and burry my head into his chest, wrapping my arms around his torso too, sobbing the pain away or at least hoping to numb it. Saeyoung wraps his one arm around me while taking the other and rubbing soothing circles on my back. After a while I calm down and start to doze off a bit, but one comment was able to make me wide awake.

“She’s like you, abandoning people who don’t really mean anything to them, only acting like they do.” That came from Saeran.  

“Shut up” I mumble into Saeyoung’s chest.

“What?” I heard Saeran ask in a quiet voice. I lift my head up and look over at him.

“I said ‘shut up’. You don’t know the circumstances at the time” I retort but maybe a little to harshly. Saeran looks at me blankly for a little bit until he rushes forward, ripping me from Saeyoung’s hold, and, holding me by the collar of my shirt, pushing me up against the cell’s bared wall.

“I don’t know the circumstances, I don’t?! HA! I don’t need to know all the details to know that you left Louis just so you could get out. Why you’d even want out is beyond me. How about you tell me why! Hm? Why’d ya leave!? Leave two of your ‘friends’!?” Saeran roughly pushes me into the bars which also means he’s digging his balled fists into my shoulder joints, right where my one wound is located.

“Ah!” I yelp in pain and Saeran drops me to the ground. I sit up against the bars, not really wanting to stand up. I bring my left hand to my right shoulder where the wound is and place it on top of it. On contact, I feel wetness but I pray it’s not blood. I pull my hand back to look at it and sure enough it is blood. There isn’t that mush so I don’t think its bleeding that much. It’ll probably stay that way too, not bleeding that much, since there’s no reason right now for my blood to pump fast through my body.

“To answer your question Saeran, if you got off the Elixir then maybe you’d see it yourself, but this place isn’t a paradise, it’s a goddamn horror show! You know this but your so called “Saviour” brainwashed you, she manipulated you to thinking she’s helping you, when really she’s making you worse!” I say with anger laced in my voice. Saeran whips his head to look at me again but this time it’s already showing anger. He storms back over to me and delivers a swift kick to my stomach making me fall to my side and clutch it.

“Saeran!” Saeyoung shouts but is ignored. Vanderwood starts to walk over to grab Saeran but one look from me has him stopping in his tracks.

“Don’t you dare talk about The Saviour like that you worthless, pathetic traitor!” Saeran leans down close to my ear and whispers, “you know, I think you’re a bigger traitor than both these jokes behind me and I know you know how much I hate them. So, knowing that, how much do you think I hate you hm?” I look into Saeran’s eyes and see pure hatred so I look down to the ground, not being able to look him in the eye knowing that he really does hate me, truly hate me. “Nothing to say? Well okay.” Saeran walks to the corner of the cell and sits down, his head hanging down. I remain in my spot. There’s this awkward silence after, no one specks, we just sit or stand. Saeyoung’s made his way to my side by now, and has pulled my up so I’m laying on his lap though I don’t pay mind to it, too busy thinking over my past mistakes and a way to get out too.

“He’s asleep” Vanderwood’s voice rings out after awhile. We all look towards him but all he does is nod his head in Saeran’s direction. We all get it, well probably not V, he blind, that it now means there isn’t anyone to really stop us from doing something to get out.

“We have to find a way out now” I say and sit up slowly, with a little bit of Saeyoung’s help.

“I may have a way” V answers then pulls out a phone, “there’s not much battery left so you’ll have to be quick.”

“Okay, Saeyoung.” I say then look at him and he nods, knowing that I want him to do it. Saeyoung reaches out and grabs the phone from V. He leans back down near me and I can see him access the messenger and send the coordinates. Just after it sends, the phone dies.

“Let’s hope Jumin gets it” Saeyoung whispers before pocketing the now useless phone. I hum, agreeing, and lay back down on his lap, awaiting what will happen to us next and thinking about how I’ll have to explain what the conversation between Saeran and I means. In the process of thinking, I end up falling asleep on Saeyoung’s lap. I’ll have to enjoy it though, because I know it’ll be the only peace I get before all hell breaks loose.

Not much action I know, but you did get a little bit more info on your background (I hope)! Again sorry this took so long as I mentioned at the beginning that I’m not really writing as much these days but I still want to write! Don’t know when the next chapter will be, might take forever again sorry :( Hope you still enjoyed tho^^     

[juminsmysticmc]

Hi! I'm reading your works since long time and today is the first time I turned anon off to request something. Can I have RFA + minor trio as MC's best friends helping her to pick her wedding dress? Thank you. Love you and stay healthy please

RFA + Minor Trio as MC's best friends helping her to pick her wedding dress

Ahhhh please tell me what you requested as an anon! I am soooo curious!! AND I was crying while writing this, like, someone else is marrying her except the RFA, Rip….I will make it a bit sad cause it’s their POV and I think it’s the first time I am doing something like this, yes? Please tell me if you like it, OKAY? love youuuuu

Jumin

I sat on the white couch as white dresses surrounded me.

Four years had passed since Mc joined the RFA and four years had passed since I found out that the woman I fell in love with was engaged to a man who didn’t deserve her.

She was so beautiful; too beautiful for him, well, not that she was perfect for me. Even for me she was way too beautiful, but I was sure that I knew how to treat her well.

,,Jumin,’’ she called. Her soft voice was music in my ears as she made me look up.

Back then, I should have confessed my feelings, but on the other hand, if I would have told her that I loved her and liked her more than just a best friend, today I wouldn’t be able to sit here…

,,Yes?’’ I asked her, smiling at her. She looked stunning. This was her fourth dress and each one looked good on her, but this one… this one was her dress.

,,Are you okay? You’re so red… did you drink too much champagne?’’ she asked me and chuckled.

I smiled back and nodded. I couldn’t tell her that right now I wished to be the groom.

,,This one… is your dress,’’ I whispered.

Mc looked around and watched her reflection. ,,I hope he likes it,’’ she mumbled and suddenly teared up. ,,I’m really becoming a bride,’’ she smiled.

She was so happy.

,,He will love it. You’re the perfect bride,’’ I whispered and put her veil on her hair.

Zen

Nervously, I began to fumble with my fingers as I waited for Mc to come out of the room.

My best friend’s wedding. Was it bad that I wished to be the groom and not the friend I was being right now?

,,You’re the best at this,’’ she said. The fitting room was keeping us apart as she said these words.

,,You look so good, have style, and you know what men like,’’ she laughed.

I smiled at her, but didn’t answer.

Mc stepped out in a white big dress with a lot of glitter, her shoulders free with little flowers all over the dress.

She looked at herself in the mirror and she wasn’t looking happy. ,,This one? I think he likes big clothes more,’’ she mumbled.

,,I want to look good for him,’’ she kept on saying.

Couldn’t you feel this for me?

,,This looks good, but if you were more confident in it, he would like it better… Shall we try something different? Maybe a mermaid dress,’’

Mc nodded as she took the dress. The woman helped her to change again and when she finally stepped out, I felt as if the air was missing in the room.

My heart began to beat quicker as I watched her eyes glow. This was her dress. ,,I should take you with me for shopping… This is it. I will take this dress,’’ she said and smiled thankfully at me.

At least she was happy...

Yoosung

,,Woah. This is a luxurious shop, isn’t it…?’’ I asked her and gasped as she walked in front of me.

,,Yes, he made an appointment here. Like I said, he was supposed to come but couldn’t and since you are my best friend… I thought I could take you with me to show you how difficult these things are,’’ she laughed.

I smiled. She was so happy…

A woman approached us and explained a few things before I was asked to sit down and wait for her.

The first dress was a mermaid one. It was looking good on her, but it wasn’t what she was looking for.

The next one was one with long sleeves. It was stunning, but too warm for a wedding in summer... and then she stepped out.

The most beautiful Cinderella dress; the heart shaped neckline was filled with glitter and my mouth was left open when I saw her.

It was a ball gown wedding dress, at least that was what the lady told us.

Mc’s lips began to tremble. ,,It’s my dress, it’s the dress….’’ she whined and looked at me.

I got up, took the crown on the table, and put it on her head.

For a short moment, I could feel her soft hair.

,,You look like a perfect princess. That’s your dress,’’ I agreed with her.

Jaehee

I watched my best friend as she looked at all those dresses.

,,I bet everything will look good on you,’’ I smiled at her.

,,Mh, I don’t know what theme I should go for,’’ she whined and began to fumble with her hands.

I rubbed her back and asked her to sit back and close her eyes instead.

,,Okay, now try not to open your eyes and try this dress on,’’ I told her.

In my opinion, the best dress for her was a vintage one that was not completely white, but not beige either.

It would have puffy sleeves, embroidered flowers, and patterns on her dress.

She did as I said as I sat on the couch and waited for her to finish.

As soon as she stepped out, I had to gasp for air. She looked so beautiful.

,,Okay, open your eyes now,’’ I told her.

Her reaction was just like mine.

She looked at herself in the mirror and then turned her eyes to me.

,,You know me the best,’’ she nodded and began to laugh happily, spinning around and humming her wedding song.  

Saeyoung

,,I could have ordered a few dresses from Amazon,’’ I joked and watched her.

She rolled her eyes as she ruffled my hair and walked along the racks full of clothes.

This shop was… kind of creepy. There were so many dresses at once…

,,Ya, this is scary. Can’t we go eat instead?’’ I asked her again.

,,If you don’t shut up, I will try on some dresses for six hours,’’ she hissed at me.

God no… but I figured that this would be a hard fight, especially because everything looked good on Mc…

,,Too short,’’ I commented, making her agree with me.

,,Too long,’’ I said when she stepped out.

,,Is that too puffy?’’ she asked me, making me nodd.  

,,Gosh, you look- please take it off!’’ I laughed when she showed me the dress she was wearing. She was laughing so hard that she was almost crying.

Two hours later, she sat on the couch with me, her legs up on the footrest and her head on her seat.

,,I should just get married in jeans?’’ she joked.

,,Maybe naked?’’ I told her and looked at her face.

Suddenly, I saw the dress and made her try on a dress one last time.

From the fitting room, I could already hear that the dress was a good choice and as soon as I saw her, I knew that I was right.

,,If I could bring you to a space station, I would marry you immediately…’’ I whispered. However, she never heard the words I had said.

Saeran

I walked next to Mc, who couldn’t stop smiling.

Three days had already passed since her now fiancé asked her to marry him.

The wedding wasn’t supposed to be until March next year, but she still wanted to get her dress now.

I thought back on how she asked me to come with her. ,,You are my best friend, of course you have to come with me!’’ she whined.

And so I did.

But I wasn’t sure if a best friend had these thoughts and feelings I had.

I was hoping that maybe she would realize that I would miss her terribly once she was married.

,,I will try this one on,’’ she told me, making me look up.

I nodded and saw her disappearing into a fitting room.

,,Are you the groom?’’ the lady asked me and asked me to sit down.

I was too puzzled to answer, but my answer wasn’t even needed since Mc was quicker than me. ,,No,’’ she giggled, ,,he’s my best friend. He’s almost like a brother to me,’’ she responded and came out.

A second lady in the dress shop had to help her because the dress was so big.

I observed her. She was in a totally white dress and maybe I also blushed because my cheeks felt so hot…

,,It’s not my style,’’ she mumbled and looked at the glitter.

,,I think that you look good in it. You look like a princess,’’ I gasped.

Mc laughed and shook her head. ,,It’s not THAT dress, you know?’’ and as quickly as she came out, she entered the fitting room once again.

She came out with a dress fifteen times more before she finally found her dress. 

And indeed, all the other dresses didn’t mean anything as soon as I saw her in the one she was currently wearing.

,,That’s the one,’’ we both said at the same time, out of breath.

Jihyun

In the two years I was rehabilitating Saeran, Mc found her happiness.

Of course, I didn’t expect her to wait for me without knowing if I would be back or not, but maybe deep in the bottom of my heart, I hoped that she would wait for me and that I wouldn’t be in my position today, but in the position of the groom.

But now I couldn’t change the fact and I just had to go with it.

She was so happy after all…

,,What do you think of that?’’ she asked me.

I pressed my lips together. She did look good in that dress, but this wasn’t it… it wasn’t her dress.

,,Good, but not your dress,’’ I said honestly and observed her as she spinned her body in front of the mirror two times.

,,You’re right. I am so lucky that I brought you, my best friend, my photographer, and my biggest supporter,’’ she laughed and went back to change.

I crossed my legs and waited for her to come out.

Yes, I also was her photographer. This was my wedding present.

Suddenly, Mc came out again with a long dress. The sleeves were a bit longer and the dress was totally white with a little bit of glitter at the bottom of the dress.

The heart shaped neckline shown on her chest in the most beautiful way and as if she wasn’t pretty enough, the lady gave her a crown and the veil.

Mc looked at me and she was already tearing up.

I imagined how it would look to take a picture of her in nature. She looked perfect.

,,This… this is perfect. It’s as if it was made for you,’’ I told her.

Mc nodded and bit on her lips. ,,Yes, it’s the one…’’ she said and looked so happy…

Vanderwood

We walked towards the second boutique when Mc suddenly turned her body towards me and smiled.

,,You know, I never expected you to come with me today, I’m so happy!’’ she laughed and entered the shop.

,,Of course!’’ I laughed a bit louder, ,,you asked me after all…’’ I shook my head and opened the door to follow her.

Like the other shop, this one was filled with clothes and a little couch in front of a mirror.

,,Hello, welcome, how can I help you?’’ the shop assistant said. Honestly, this was the dumbest thing I heard that day. What else would we search in a wedding dress shop, but yeah, she was just doing her job…

,,Hello, thank you for having us, I’m searching for a wedding dress for my wedding. The wedding will be held in…’’ Mc started to give the details as I walked through the shop.

Honestly, this all would probably look good on her, but even though people wouldn’t think that about Mc, she was so picky…

,,Here we go again. I would like a glass of champagne, and I think you’ll need two,’’ I joked and made her laugh.

,,Aish, stop teasing me!’’ she laughed and changed into one of the four dresses she chose.

We were quicker - fortunately- and even found her dress.

,,The sleeves and the shape the dress gives you, is perfect,’’ I gasped as I saw her in the mermaid dress.

She wet her lips and looked herself into the mirror. Then she walked towards me and took the champagne I was drinking.

I smirked. What was she doing?

,,Yes, this is my dress,’’ she nodded and laughed.

,,Thank you, Vandy…’’ she whispered and walked towards the fitting room to get changed again...

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[mammonprotectionsquad]

I'll get to all requests as soon as I can, I promise!

But sometimes life is so chaotic and stressful, you have to write a comfort fic for yourself before you fall apart 🙃

Sometimes the smallest thing is enough to make you break down completely. When everything keeps on piling up, up, up, until the tiniest shift in tone or a minor inconvenience is the final drop.

Pushing you so far that it is difficult to pull yourself together until you're home. Putting on a mask of bravery, smiling at the people around you, pretending like nothing happened.

Though the second you're in the safety of your home, the door closing behind you, the mask cracks, crumbling into pieces.

You didn't even manage to take off your shoes or coat, immediately sinking to the ground as tears began to stream down your face. Everything that you've kept inside for months and months finally spilling over.

Violent sobs making it feel like your lungs were gonna rip apart, but no matter how hard you tried, it was impossible to calm down or keep quiet.

Pulling your legs close to your chest, you wanted to make yourself as small as possible in a weak attempt to hide from the world. Pretend that you weren't really existing.

Before you knew it, two strong arms wrapped around you, giving off a sense of safety as they held you tightly. Hands brushing along your sides and back methodically. If you weren't feeling like drowning, you would've chuckled about how your boyfriend's first reaction to seeing you cry was checking you for possible injuries.

Normally you would've tried to reassure him you were fine, that you just needed a moment to compose yourself again. But all that escaped you when you opened your mouth were more sobs. The only thing you were really able to do was reach out with trembling hands to cling to his shirt. A quiet plea for him to stay with you. And that he did.

Vanderwood picked you up to carry you over to the couch, sitting down so you were seated on his lap, always making sure to keep you close. Silently reminding you that you weren't alone and waiting ever so patiently for you to let it all out.

At first you had the fear it'd never stop. That you were stuck bawling your eyes out for the rest of the night. You didn't even know your body was able to hold that many tears. And the dark spot forming on his shirt only added guilt to the mix of emotions you were already going through. You knew he already had enough on his own plate and now he also had to take care of his girlfriend...

Thankfully you managed to calm down eventually, sobs turning into sniffles and you rested your head on his shoulder, as exhaustion of the breakdown began weighing you down.

"Wanna tell me what's wrong?"

"No, it's stupid....", you muttered, voice a little rough from all the crying.

"Baby girl, nothing that upsets you is stupid. I'm always here to listen."

Even though you knew that, also that he'd never judge you for anything, you still hesitated shortly.

"It's really just been piling up, I guess... And today was shit", you began, the way he rubbed your back, along with occasionally dropping kisses to your head, easily managing to soothe you.

"Work was stressful and I got yelled at for something I didn't even do. Someone in my family decided to start unnecessary drama. Then I also just had to bump into my former best friend and she couldn't keep herself from making some real nasty comments... It's been a bit too much to handle for one day", you laughed weakly, nearly angrily wiping your eyes with your sleeves.

"And to top it all off, I managed to somehow lose the key chain you gave me on our second date. I'm so sorry..."

Saying that out loud was enough to make a couple more tears roll down your cheeks again. But before you had the chance to try and hide your face, Vanderwood cupped your cheeks in his hands, gently coaxing you into looking at him that way. His thumbs wiping the tears from your skin.

"I can just get you a new one, hm? Or we'll get matching ones, this time", he offered, immediately managing to make your heart skip a beat.

"So you're not mad at me?"

"Of course not..."

How you deserved someone who was so gentle and understanding with you was beyond you. You just told him about losing something of sentimental value and he didn't get upset, like you were sure a lot of other people would've reacted. Instead he was being the sweetest person.

"How about we go to the beach for the weekend? Just you and me", he suggested, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled between you for a short while.

"Can we really?"

You were still sniffling, eyes big, round and hopeful. It's been forever since you've last been at the beach and the possibility of going there with your favorite man? It definitely helped to lift your spirit.

"Sure. I think we could both use some time away from here to relax. I'll take care of everything. You just pack what you want to take along."

For a moment all you could do was stare at him. Thanking all your lucky stars that you have not only had the opportunity to meet that man, but also that you two fell in love. That he let you be a part of his life.

"I love you so much", was the only thing you managed to get out before you already dove in for a kiss. The way you felt him smile into it contagious and making you smile as well.

People could comment as much as they wanted about how rude and grumpy he always appeared. You knew there was a hell of a lot more to him. He was actually the most caring person you've ever met. Never missing on showing you in one way or another how much you meagre to him..

"Feeling a bit better yet?"

"Mhm, yes... Thank you, babe", you murmured, face buried on his neck. Slowly but surely relaxing into him, as he began to play with your hair. Twirling strands around his fingers, lightly scratching your scalp every now and then.

"Not for that."

You didn't know how long you two sat there, but as your eyelids grew heavy and it got more and more difficult to stay awake, you felt yourself getting lifted up again.

Once Vanderwood had carried you into the bedroom, he not only helped you change, but also took care of removing your makeup.

Though when you were all curled up under the blanket, you instinctively reached out to take his hand.

"You're gonna stay with me, right?"

"Not going anywhere."

Shortly after that he joined you in bed, scooting close until his chest was pressed up to your back, arms once again wrapped tightly around you. With your head tugged under his chin. Being all snuggled up making it extremely easy to fall into a peaceful slumber.

[marshmallowprotection]

I feel gay in this chilis tonight, so can we toss in a male!mc thats already a vampire? Seven has two hands, he can handle two mcs

Saeyoung is BISEXUAL and HE HAS TWO HANDS. 

I wrote the MC in this AU at first, like all the MC’s I write unless somebody said otherwise, as gender-neutral so people can imagine the MC as anybody they want to see. I know most people assume the MC is a girl or female-presenting when I write these things but no, it’s open to interpretation. 

But this Anon wins because you know what, Seven can have a boyfriend and girlfriend, that sounds righteous as hell and we’re making more fun for this AU RIGHT NOW. 

Let’s add more context onto this AU, then, we’ll throw in MC2 (for the lack of a better name, my apologies). Alright, Saeyoung Choi, the Vampire Hunter fought for years against all kinds of vampires that his agency sent him after. He’s killed many of them and never looked back but there was always one vampire that he could never ever manage to kill. That’s MC2. They’re cunning as hell and always seemingly outwitting him. 

He tries to go in for the kill but he can’t seem to do it. He’ll either miss his chance or the vampire will escape while he’s trying to fight something else. MC2 is the one that got away. MC2 is also a flirt, always trying to fluster Seven. Now, Seven is a good Catholic boy and while he flirts with people, he never really takes it too far because wow, he’s easily mortified by pretty people and he’s saving himself for somebody special. 

There’s just one problem with MC2 flirting with Seven and trying to get under his skin and that’s the fact that he’s a vampire. If they weren’t an unholy monster then he might have considered it, he thinks once and then erases that thought from his mind because isn’t that wrong? Vampire-Human unions are not okay as it’s been drilled into him. 

He spent a lot of time trying to fight MC2, but he just always won. Seven has to admit that his training got a lot better as he learned to think fast and fight fast, focusing his effort on taking down MC2 really gave him drive and something to focus on. Seeing them again in a fight was almost exciting. It thrilled him. It was one of the few things he could do that was worth attention. 

That all stopped when Saeyoung Choi got involved with MC and started to spend more and more time focusing on her. He continued to hunt and fight for those two years but he started seeing less and less of MC2 out in the field as that happened. He assumed that MC2 was either killed by another hunter or they moved on, it actually… kind of made him sad. He was happy with MC, though, but that thrill in battle… 

MC2 got him going like nothing else. 

So, the events I’ve already mentioned in the AU happened with Saeran, Lila, MC, and Seven. 

While they’re out exploring the world and trying to get by through this new kind of life, they wind up stumbling into MC2. MC2 is known is get involved in a lot of messes with other vampire rings. He’s always on somebody’s bad side, and when he sees Saeyoung in the dead of night, with glowing irises that shine like no other, and he sees the angry vampire trailing behind him that wants to ring MC2′s neck, he approaches Saeyoung. 

Saeyoung and Saeran talk down the angry vampire, and MC2 is momentarily saved. He throws his arms around Seven like they’re old friends meeting in a store and not enemies who used to have claw to stake, being very affectionate and coy. “Luciel, darling, it’s been ages since I saw you last and might I say, you look absolutely dashing with fangs.”

Saeyoung doesn’t know how to handle that. MC2 spurns a lot of feelings inside of him that he cannot ignore. Some of it is excitement and another part of it isn’t so pleasant. MC2 decides to tag along with them, because “Honey, they’re going to smite me if I’m not with a strong guy like you.” 

MC is noticeably uncertain of MC2. At least, until the utter buffoon starts to shamelessly flirt with them too. Oh, and when he finds out that MC is dating Saeyoung, they’re like: “Oh, you lucky doll, you’ve got a real catch… you too, Lucy. She’s ravishing.” 

MC2 is a disaster and bewilders Saeyoung and MC, all the while Saeran and Lila are watching this happen with faces that say: Are you seeing this shit?  Is this allowed? Is this happening? 

Turns out, MC2 found his way to the area that Saeyoung and his group were because he was on the run from vampires who he pissed off badly. So, he really appreciates being with a group that won’t try to rip his throat out. There’s this weird sense over the group. MC2 is a new variable, and while he’s jolly and positive, there’s something in the air that doesn’t feel right. 

Saeyoung allows himself to really speak with MC2 now, late one night because honestly, they’ve never really talked about anything besides fighting each other and flirting. MC2 learns how Saeyoung was transformed and rests a hand against his shoulder, telling him how honorable it was to go down swinging for a woman like MC. 

MC2 reveals when they were transformed, a hundred years ago, they had put their trust into somebody that they thought they loved and as it turned out, he was only a plaything for that vampire. He was transformed after he had lost his use and was thrown out to the underlings that worked for the boss of the vampire group he was offering his blood too. A lot of humans would do that in hopes of being a vampire somebody but MC2 only wanted love. He had only wanted love, but his need for it destroyed him. 

Saeyoung is the only person that ever respected him and treated him like he was somebody who could fight. Saeyoung didn’t see a reject. No, after the first twenty times they fought, Saeyoung vowed to kill him with honor if he ever got the chance. 

“You respected me,” MC2 said, quietly. “If I were to be killed by a hunter, I wanted it to be you. I wanted you to be the one to end me because only you gave me something I never had.” 

“You made it really hard,“ Saeyoung said. “I liked fighting you, you know? You always made it a game and you know me. I love the chase. I love the rush. You made my time as a hunter feel less taxing. You showed me a side that the other vampires didn’t… as much as I wanted to kill vampires… I don’t think I could have ever killed you.“

“Heh. A big softie, huh?”

“Don’t get me wrong, I’ll still fight you and win right now if I have to do it. Vampire or not, I’m still the amazing Luciel Choi, an expert hunter.“

“I know Luciel… but, would it be alright I got to know Saeyoung Choi, the vampire…?” 

Saeyoung and MC2 are getting closer… and closer as they speak… so close that their lips are almost touching, and when they do touch. It sparks, and it’s fire, and it’s so much all at once. It’s the same energized feeling he got from when they fought but God, it’s so much stronger. He thought that he could only see kissing MC like this, but fuck, MC2 is just as perfect.

It doesn’t last long. 

There’s a loud hissing noise in the distance that sounds familiar, like the hum of static from a vehicle that has been covered to be muted by the agency, it’s so familiar even to his now vampire hearing that Saeyoung’s body freezes. 

“Vanderwood is coming.”

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So I never really see a whole bunch of these, but how about some hcs of just the whole RFA plus minor trio all gathering at someone's house in their pajamas to watch a scary movie? Like just some hang out time. MC could be there too, but isn't in a relationship w/ anyone. everyonestillhasalowkeycrushonthem-WHAT

“everyone still has a lowkey crush” OR MAYBE IT’S POLYAMORY - shush. Anyway, it is I, coming out of a mountain of work to drop headcanons!

Yoosung predictably finds someone to cling to, and also predictably enough it is Zen, who initially tries to shove him off before getting so scared himself that he uses Yoosung as a makeshift teddy-bear. To be honest Yoosung didn’t quite get the memo that it was scary movie night, he just thought it was pajama and hang out night, so initially the opening shot of a family moving into a Victorian-era home seemed to him like the beginning of a fun, feel-good comedy. His expectations were horribly betrayed. Poor Yoosung!

Zen was aware that this was scary movie night and Zen came in prepared to be a tough guy for you to cling to when the tensions rose, but unfortunately it took about fifteen minutes for Yoosung to get spooked and crawl into Zen’s lap like a fluffed-up chick. At first Zen tried to shove him off with a palm to his face, but after two beers and a couple of axe murders Zen wasn’t feeling too great about the weird creaking sounds the upstairs neighbors made. It wasn’t that he was scared, he protested afterwards. He just wanted Yoosung to stop crying. That’s the only reason why they were cuddling, dang-it.

Jaehee, in contrast, was stone-cold the entire time and casually munching popcorn. She managed to snag the Big Comfy Chair, the squishy one that felt great to sink into after a long day of slaving underneath a mountain of paperwork, and was having a good time in her fleece pajamas just relaxing. The entire affair seemed cheesy to her, and she gossiped with Vanderwood (who was seated on the arm of the big comfy chair, because Seven had chased them out of their original space with too many puns) about how bad the special effects were. At least, until she fell asleep. Sleep well, Jaehee. It’s better to miss all this nonsense.

Jumin is also stone-cold, but he seems to be studying the movie in a way you find… worrying. It’s like he’s trying to take mental notes about the arcane geometry that the teenage son starts drawing in the basement, and you are at least 90% certain when you see him pull out his phone, he’s looking up some kind of symbol or another. He also announces a strange amount of trivia about various objects that appear, such as antique desks and fancy writing implements, and he totally dismisses that that’s how insurance policies work. Zen calls him a buzzkill. 

Seven is just out to have a good time, and by a good time we of course mean scare everyone as much as possible. He’s come pre-equipped with bags of slimy things and has booby-trapped your apartment with all manner of weird gags and sound-making devices that he can activate with a push of a button. He later has to pay for a new door your cupboard when Saeran goes to get some cookies, is attacked by pop-out tube snakes, and gets so freaked out that he rips the wood off his hinges and tries to attack an imaginary monster in your kitchen.

V is an innocent, sweet child who tends to watch classical films rather than pulpy horror. He whispers very loud questions to Jumin, who he’s sitting next to, about why the teenage daughter hasn’t called the police or even changed into something a bit more practical for running. V remains unaware that he is a hypocrite. He grows steadily more and more perturbed over the course of the film, and as the night grows later, he leans more and more against his Best Friend Jumin while not taking his eyes off the screen. He’s weirdly fascinated by it, but it also just sort of… upsets him in a weird way. 

Jumin is patient with this.

Saeran honestly showed up mostly to eat your snacks, not to watch horror movies, which are Dumb. He is also not sitting next to you and holding your hand because he is scared either, it is just because he doesn’t want you to be scared. After the Kitchen Incident where Seven pranked him, he is still definitely not scared, and definitely not half in your lap because he desperately wants the comfort of another human being. It’s just….. … .…he’s just protecting you from Seven’s bullshit with his body ok. He’s defending you. It isn’t about him!!!

He convinces literally no one. You try not to laugh.

Vanderwood just wanted to eat snacks and laze around in their fabulous leopard print pajamas, and they’re honestly getting to do neither because Saeran is hogging the snacks and Jaehee is hogging the popcorn. This is part of the reason why, in a huff, they put as much distance between Seven and themselves as possible and relocate near Jaehee and the popcorn, which they steel at every possible opportunity while also engaging in some good-old horror movie smack-talk. Then they feel a…… crawling on their neck, produced by one of Seven’s animatronic spiders, and they scream so loudly that someone thought there was a murder and called the police on your apartment.

You wouldn’t be surprised if Vanderwood re-enacts their own horror movie scenario some day.

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This turned out a lot more dramatic than I first intended, I have no chill when I write Saeran LOL. Just enjoying while I can before his route is released and I’ll probably have to change the entire concept for him to make him closer to canon… oh well…

Saeran going back to college

He wanted this to be simple and without much drama, like ripping off a band-aid

“I want to go to college” Saeran announces at the dinner table. You lower your gaze, avoiding to look at Saeyoung

 “We’ve talked about this before, bro…” Saeyoung doesn’t raise his head either. “You would need a fake ID, a fake high school certificate and-“

“And a recommendation letter?” he puts a bunch of papers over the table “I think a recommendation from Jumin Han is more than enough, no?”

Saeyoung widens his eyes, not believing what he’s reading. “How… how did you…?”

“I think that what Saeran is trying to say here, Saeyoung…” you finally speak, seeing this will end up in another discussion with both twins frustrated “… is that… it’s time to move on and… forward. Jumin wouldn’t have done that for Saeran a few months ago, but… he is moving on and trying to make the best out of what we have as RFA members and family right now, you know? So… don’t you agree it’s time that Saeran moves on too and tries to have a normal life as a normal student?”

“MC, I see what you mean, but I think that college is just… too much exposing. Our father is still out there, bro!” “And you were able to dismantle an entire intelligence organization by threatening them to leak information, I think you’re more than capable of making me fake documents, you did that to Vanderwood!“

“Don’t compare yourself to Vanderwood!” both Saeran and you flinch by the sudden harshness in his tone. Saeyoung sighs deeply “I’m just… afraid, Saeran.”

 “Oh, and you think I’m not? I’m scared to shit, Saeyoung! But… is just as MC said, I just want a normal life doing normal things and… I can’t depend on you and your money forever, I know you would be more than glad to pay for everything, but… I… MC?” “He wouldn’t be comfortable and happy like this.” You complete for him.

“Yeah. Pretty much that.” He looks away, blushing. “I appreciate everything you do for me, Saeyoung, I don’t show often, but I do. And… that’s the thing I would appreciate the most, I would be… so fucking grateful you have no idea.”

Saeyoung looks at his brother, then at you, then at his brother again. “Fine. But if I hear that you’re ditching class to make out in the library with MC… I’ll confiscate the ice cream, bro.” You almost melted in the chair in relief, despite feeling very flustered..

And yes, that was the most difficult part in the whole process, creating a whole new identity for Saeran was child’s play for Saeyoung.  It’s not like that much has changed: instead of Saeran Choi, now he would be Saeran Kim, Yoosung Kim’s  third cousin and MC’s boyfriend.

At first, he picks the same elective classes you do. It’s pretty annoying how fast he learns even if he thinks the class sucks.

 He also joins Yoosung in some clubs, but it’s not really his thing. Too many girls, most of them are too curious and… clingy?

 He hates how you tease him about being popular, tsk… aren’t you supposed to be jealous?

Because he gets jealous quite often, whether it’s a partner of yours in some assignment or someone looking too much at you in that party Yoosung insisted you guys should come.

But he soon grows used to it, he needs to focus on studying or… Saeyoung will confiscate the ice cream.

In his sophomore year, he moves out from his brother’s place and starts living with you in a small apartment that’s just a few blocks away from SKY University

You guys help each other out in studying and usually burn the midnight oil going though papers and assignments. He makes really good coffee.

Actually, he’s good at pretty much everything in kitchen. Boy is very talented in making decent food out of not so decent ingredients.

In class, he’s quiet, never participating in the discussions. But read one of his papers and you’ll see how eloquent he can be.

He will never admit, but he loves when you suggest going support the uni’s sports clubs. Maybe if he hadn’t a fragile heath, he would try for the racing team.

Once in a while, asks Saeyoung for help. Sometimes, he really has doubts, but most of the times is just so his brother will feel included

And once graduation comes, he finds it really hard not to cry when his brother hands him a gift: “It’s just symbolical, bro. Sorry if you can’t really-“

It’s a paper that certificates that Saeran Choi has completed his studies at SKY University in the Biology course.

Now phase two starts: a post-graduation course in Botanics.

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MC as Veronica in Heathers: Vanderwood

Lololol @sugaismyhigh couldn’t wait and asked me to post this hc in a series because I am taking forever to finish it ;;; So here’s Vanderwood’s reaction! I hope you like it @god7072therescue :p :))

Vanderwood

You really expect him to sit through 2 hours of people singing and dancing on stage???

On his day off?

And you’re singing on stage with that pretty boy in the RFA? (¬､¬)

…FINE.

But only because you asked nicely. (¬､¬)

He has an angry expression on his face as he sits and waits for the show to start though ;;; Lol the ushers think he’s hot but they’re too afraid of him to strike up a conversation

Or tell him that’s not his seat ;;;

So the show starts and there you are, dressed in what society thinks nerds look like

But his eyes are glued on you because fuck how the hell do you manage to make that look sexy as fuck?

Doesn’t appreciate the other kids saying all those nasty words though

When that jock guy bullies your supposed best friend in the scene, he half expects you to kick that guy’s nuts; he knows his girlfriend is tougher than she looks

The Heathers enter the scene and hello, sexy ladies~

~is what he would have said when he was still single ;;;

And then the Heathers give you a make-over and when you enter the stage again he turns red

Because holy shit his girlfriend is wearing a mini-skirt

God you were hot. He’s definitely going to buy you a miniskirt after this

Not that you’ll get to wear it outside ;;; You’ll use it a lot in the bedroom though ;)

Candy Store —okaaaaay so are you playing a bad person? Because you just lied to your best friend?

Fight For Me —oh look there’s that pretty boy Zen

Okay the slow motion fight scenes are hilarious

But okay why the hell are you acting like you like the pretty boy???

Your dorky laugh makes his heart flutter though~

He will never admit that

Why are you saying you’d fight for Zen???

He’s not enjoying this (¬､¬)

;;; Vanderwood isn’t used to watching musicals ;;;

Freeze Your Brain —another song he hates because Zen sings it to you

…though he has to begrudgingly admit, you two look good and sound good together

Big Fun —reminds him why he should never to let you go to a party alone

Dead Girl Walking — he gets a bad feeling when Zen walks into the scene and lies down on the floor

WORSE YOU CLIMBED UP THE STAIRS

FUCK NO ZEN IS KNEELING IN FRONT OF YOU

His internal monologue: jf;dfja;kflkdajsflkajfa MC I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU AND HIM DO IT ON STAGE I’M GOING TO TASER THAT BOY

Okay calm down the song is slowing down

Then you take off your coat and he’s gripping the arm of his chair

Then you kiss Zen

Zen run for your life please ;;;

Zen is half-naked? Oh wow that’s great, MC. WAIT TIL I KILL THAT FUCKING BOY

Zen rips open your shirt?

HE. IS. A. DEAD. MAN. WALKING.

God, he can’t watch this.

He actually has to leave the room to get a smoke because Vanderwood is stressed as fuck

He wishes he can wash the image of you rolling your hips on top of Zen from his eyeballs

That fucking boy had the audacity to look like he was fucking enjoying it

He comes back during Blue and he has to remind himself that this isn’t real

Because the thought of those other girls pushing you to get raped

Vanderwood would make sure those girls and jocks would beg him to kill them

This secret agent has killed and tortured people before ;;;

He is Vanderbae but always remember this guy can be lethal if he wanted to

Our Love is God — ….okay so this is where he agrees with that fucking pretty boy’s character. Those guys made you cry and embarrassed you so they deserve to be killed…right?

He sees your scared face though and it makes him think about the scene, about how obsessive Zen’s character gets and he takes it back; he doesn’t ever want to make you feel like that

During the intermission he goes out for another smoke because he knows you’ll probably have more scenes with Zen during the second act

Dead Gay Son —okay this has him snickering because apparently it’s the fathers who want each other

Seventeen —he sighs when he sees it’s you and that boy again but when he listens —actually listens —to the words, he gets silent

“Let’s be normal, see bad movies, sneak a beer and watch TV. We’ll bake brownies or go bowling —Don’t you want a life with me?”

MC, that is all he wants with you

If he could turn back time, he would do things differently so he could give you the normal life you deserve

And when Zen sings about being damaged too, he can relate

Oh God, this song makes Vanderwood appreciate you and love you more

Because you chose him despite everything and you are the one he chooses too

Shine A Light —okay so your character is good because you save that yellow Heather girl’s life

Oh whoa that silver-haired boy points his gun at you? OH HELL NO

And then later on in the musical he breaks into your room?? And he planted A BOMB IN YOUR SCHOOL?

Is this actually a play about the RFA? Psychopaths and bombs?? Guys come on

He’s so upset during Zen’s performance of Meant To Be Yours though; because he’s looking at you and your reactions

And he hates seeing you scared and upset

Then you’re hanging from a noose and Vanderwood actually gets up in his seat, eyes wide

Lol the ushers gather their courage and ask him to sit back down ;;;

But he got so wrapped up in the play that he got so scared when he saw you hanging from the noose

A life without you is his worst nightmare

He’s so relieved that you’re alive though and watches as you rush back to school to stop pretty boy

He has a name, Vandy ;;;

He relaxes when Zen’s character is shot but his stress level spikes again when Zen’s character limps after you

I Am Damaged —Vanderwood is quiet because that’s what he would do. If your life was in danger and the only way to save you is to sacrifice himself then so be it

He’s damaged goods too and he still wonders what you saw in him, what made you stay with him

He claps along with the rest of the audience when you make up with your best friend and whistles when it’s your turn to take a bow

You meet his eyes and grin the entire time, even when the silver-haired actor takes your hand and bows with you, you’re still looking at him

And this man is grinning too because that’s his girlfriend up there

The lead, the dorky woman with the beautiful voice

Whose eyes can see him and only him ❤️

He doesn’t go backstage and instead waits outside by the back entrance

And you’re running up to him with your arms wide open and he catches you as you jump to him and cling to him

Vanderwood kisses you hard and doesn’t stop kissing you until he hears a soft ehem

He reluctantly lets you down and looks at the silver-haired actor —Zen —standing in front of you two

“So did you like the show?” he asks

You’re looking at him with a nervous expression on your face and he smirks; did you honestly think Vanderwood would hate it?

“I liked it. MC did really well,” he replies, taking a step closer to Zen

“You did too.”

But then he leans closer to Zen and his face gets scary and Zen feels a shiver go down his spine

“But if you ever do that scene with her again, I will hunt you down and make sure you regret it.”

(ﾟДﾟ;;;;)

“What are you two whispering about~?” you ask

Vanderwood would sling an arm around you and steer you away from Zen, telling you that you guys are going out to celebrate your wonderful performance

Leaving behind a terrified Zen ;;;;

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***So, this happened~ lol months ago I accidentally submitted this headcanon half complete while I was still on hiatus...but...yeah, hopefully now you’ll enjoy it as it is completed, and I’m back, FFC’ers. Praise and love me please I am but a gentle child T_T Hope you’ll enjoy my renewed bout of posting headcanons, woo~

Since this is just one character over and over, I don’t think the way she says goodbye will be unique enough to do a separate write up for each MC (default MC who has no real personality too), so I’m just going to write it as one very nonspecific situation so no one gets horribly bored and then do separate in the moment reactions from the characters. Time for the pain train. ~Let’s Connect FFC!***

Character breakdown: Good ending canon characters, Secret ending 02 Saeran, V from the original routes with an operation to restore most of his sight, my version of Vanderwood as seen in my Vanderwood Backstory Fanfiction 

Here you were, bleeding out and looking up at the person you loved. You had saved them, putting yourself into harm’s way so that they would be okay. Now you were dying, breathing becoming difficult as you looked at them with vision blurred from tears and the inevitable end. Reaching up to stroke their cheek, you gave them your last words, hoping against all hope that they would take them to heart, because you knew what their life had been like without you. “Please…live a good life for me…I love you so much, and I just want you to be happy…”

Yoosung:

Not again! He wasn’t going to lose the one person who held his life together again! He kept trying to stem the flow of blood but to no avail, and your last words only made him cry harder than he already was. “No, MC, you’re not going to die, you’re not going to! I can save you! Let me save you!” But you were already gone, and his cries were falling on deaf ears. He sat there for hours until someone found the two of you, but he wouldn’t let anyone touch you. “No! She’s going to be fine! She’s mine! Don’t touch her!”

Jumin:

How could this have happened? His bodyguards were supposed to have taken care of him, not you.  He turned to the bodyguard who had failed him “Would you hurry up and call doctor. Can’t you see my wife is dying?” Once you touched his cheek, the truth became all too apparent.  “MC, you foolish woman…” He could barely get the words out past the lump of pain in his throat. Jumin stroked your hair back softly as thin threads of string coiled around his heart. There really was nothing a doctor could do…no matter how much he loved or needed you, money couldn’t fix you, and it wasn’t long before you closed your eyes forever. He never got to finish the book he was reading to you at night, and he would never finish that book with anyone.

Zen:

“Babe, hey, babe, where does it hurt, cutie? Tell me what to do.” He’d only just gotten down, sitting over you and searching with his hands over your body until he found what was definitely a gaping wound. “Oh God, I need to call some-” but your hand was on his cheek before he got the chance. The look in your eyes, the tears flowing unabashedly down your face, that made his own tears start falling, even more so when you started to talk. He had to grit his teeth to keep from raging. Zen was losing you; how could he be happy now? Still, he put on his best prince charming act, calling upon his talent harder than ever with a bittersweet smile and his normally strong and melodic voice cracking. “Of course, Princess, I’ll do anything for you~” Once you were gone, that act fell away, and he fell back on his ass, leaning his head back and shouting at the world before ending up hitting the wall next to him, his clenched fist starting to bleed from the harsh contact.

Jaehee:

Nothing had ever prepared her for this situation. The most stress she was used to was directing a board meeting of exhausted and hungry executives as merely an assistant or when the cafè filled up with college students after a particularly rowdy game. She just sat there stunned as you said your last words before you were slipping away. Jaehee was there for hours before she was found, still frozen completely as if lost in time and space. She was alone in the world again, and she became the shell of a person she had been when she was younger, simply finding a goal and fulfilling it with no dreams to achieve.

Seven:

He was desperately trying to think of some way out of this. For God's sake, he was a genius; why couldn't he think of something, anything?!?!?! Your words didn't help him any. "No, no, just give me some time, MC. I can fix this!" Really, he was just lying to himself. He knew there was no way out of this; you were already fading. So he'd been right all along. You never should have fallen in love with him, and he never should have let you into his life. Vanderwood had always said that people like them didn’t deserve to have relationships, and he had been so right. No one should get close to him. He's just too dangerous.

V:

This wasn't right. Things were supposed to have been happy now, but you were saying your final goodbyes to him. Even as you were dying, you were so beautiful. He tried to burn your image into his mind as best as he could before he was bending to kiss your forehead softly. You seemed so very cold. "I'll do it for you, darling...I'll live a happy life for you." V was lying through his teeth again, slipping into an old habit for the greater good, so that you could die without regrets. Once you'd closed your eyes, he brushed your hair away from your face gently, whispering a soft goodbye as he pressed a kiss to your forehead, and laying his jacket over you before he stood. There was no way he could face the RFA again, no way he could face anyone, not after failing everyone once more. V slipped away, finding some remote area in the mountains. He'd called Luciel on his phone and left it next to your body to make sure someone would find you and take care of your body properly, but that was the last time anyone would ever hear from him again.

Saeran:

He was hyperventilating as you held his cheek, the tears just ripping through him as his heart shattered to pieces that could never be reassembled. Saeran started shrieking as soon as your hand dropped away from his face. "No! MC DON'T LEAVE ME! Don't leave me!" He didn't want to be alone again, not in the darkness. Now he was right back in the tunnel you'd saved him from, the light fading ahead of him, but he was in too.much pain to bother trying to chase it. Even if he was able to escape the darkness, what was the point if you wouldn't be there when he got out? It was far better to shut down and feel nothing.

Vanderwood:

"I've got you, sweetheart, I've got you." He'd laid you down, hands fussing to move your clothes so he could get to your injury, fear rising in his chest and making it hard to focus, but all of it stilled as you put your hand to his cheek. It was all his fault...and you wanted him to be happy? How could he ever be happy? His heart was ripping in half as he watched the life draining from your eyes, picking you up to cradle you. "Don't leave me...please don't leave me..." He was crying like he hadn't cried in years, the memory of this same moment as he'd cradled the body of his dead brother stinging him with every beat of his heart. The present reality of your death causing a shard of glass to press ever deeper into him. There was no happiness without you, there hadn't been for a decade, so why would there be any now that you were gone?

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