#i cant believe i havent done one of these yet

[eskiinox]

A BUNCH OF OWL HOUSE ART!!! because I recently realised that despite me yapping about toh to anyone who will listen, the only character I ever draw is my golden guard oc

ALSO FANART FOR the fic Desideratum by @fianightshade which I love very much <3 dragon flapjack is a joy to draw they made me remember how much I love drawing dragons

[fischlich]

Planty Mynah is cat mom to how many cats

i was like "lol planty mynah is a mother to an absurd amount i should doodle it" and then i got carried away. so have this.

this is barely a third of them btw. all the cats are feral/strays and mynah moreso takes care of them than like. owns them. she calls them all kitty baby but the storch is the one who gave them proper names (which are all names of mythological figures because she refused to call any of the cats something "stupid" like buttercup or whatever... much to mynahs chagrin)

the storch is absolutely the guy who never wanted a pet but bonds the most to them

[beatcroc]

something about perspective, representation, or finding beauty in imperfection, i don't know. i mostly just wanted to say that fake pep looks like shitty ice cream.

[mortimerdreadnaught]

☄️ willa weholt stimboard ☄️

🌠💙🌠 - 💙🧹💙 - 🌠💙🌠

[illidan]

it occurred to me not everyone might know the reference im making when i keep calling my remix character the "hot pink bitch named breakfast" so... here. perceive breakfast.

[lena-in-a-red-dress]

The podcast I'm listening to mentioned Jack Black, which led me to immediately think of my favorite role of his, which is Kate Winslet's love interest in The Holiday.

Which of course led me to consider a supercorp version where Lena and Alex swap homes for Christmas. Alex goes to Ireland and meets Lena's best friend Sam, and Lena goes to National City to and meets Alex's sister Kara.

Both couples hit it off, but the hiccups come eventually. Lena's ex Andrea shows up, still trying to string Lena along. Alex realizes she's falling hard and panics.

But it all ends well. Kara talks Alex down and convinces her to be wild for once and engage with the emotions drawing her to Sam. Lena finds her spine and finally cuts Andrea out of her life.

They both have their happy endings, and they all come together to celebrate the following christmas together.

[pagesofkenna]

every day i'm tempted to go back to Metal Flowers (my knives!Hanakaki kanej fic) and edit the like two lines where the cure condition is described as feelings being reciprocated, into the cure condition being feelings confessed, and change nothing else

[samwisefamgee]

The funny thing about constantly telling yourself that things could be worse is that sometimes. They are :)

[sherwoodflorists]

It really is such a great time to be a DC fan rn like there's so many books and upcoming runs that I'm looking forward to that it's completely reinvigorated me lol

[some-random-fandom-chick]

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[wcnderlnds]

whats left of me | kai anderson

✧ fluff/angstober day two | "i cant believe i wasted my life on you" ✧

・❥・warnings: kai himself is a whole warning... but other than that theres maybe one swear word. ・❥・ authors note: i havent watched cult in like a year but i hate to love this man.

Before things had changed, Kai had been your everything. The two of you had grown up together – seen each other at your best and worst… or so you thought. Little did you know Kai’s worst had yet to come. Things at home were never great for Kai but you had been his little ray of sunshine in those dark days. The nights you spent in the basement cuddling on the couch with him were what had got him through most of the time. It always gave him something to look forward to. But, of course, most of the time you were over his parents could be heard arguing upstairs. Kai had always pretended like it didn’t bother him but you knew it did. You always knew.

Kai had never truly explained to you what had happened to his parents - just that they were gone. It was something you never questioned, especially when he’d made you pinky promise not to. If there was one thing you never did, that was break a pinky promise. That was something the two of you had done since you were kids. The one time you had broke one when you were five, Kai hadn’t spoken to you for a whole week so you’d never done it again.

The more time passed, the more Kai fell off the deep end but you were determined to stick by his side. It was how he was coping with his trauma. Everyone processed things differently. You told yourself that he needed you, that deep down inside there was still the Kai you knew in there despite all the horrible things he’d started to do. There had always been hope inside you that he’d find his way through the other side.

“You’ll always love me, right?” He asked one night, his blue hair falling into his eyes as you sat with your pinky hooked with his.

“Yeah, always.”

“And, you’ll never leave me?”

“Never.”

The plan was to always stay with him, to always be the support he needed but that got harder and harder as time passed. He became cruel and manipulative especially towards you. So many times you had tried to leave but he had always made you feel bad, always made you feel like you owed him something. So, you stuck by his side. Everyday your heart broke a little bit more as you realised the boy you had once loved was gone; now replaced by this… awful, disgusting human being. There was no way to describe how much that hurt. How every single sharp word he spat at you made you curl up and cry yourself to sleep every single night. 

Things took a turn the night he called you out right in front of his cult members. He absolutely embarrassed you and made you look stupid. That was when you finally snapped. The second you were alone you let him know exactly how you felt. There was no holding back now. Enough was enough and you’d really had enough.

“How could you do that to me?” You cried, pushing him slightly. He didn’t even stumble.

“Maybe you should’ve thought about that before you acted like an idiot and I had to put you in your place,” Kai shot back.

“All I did was suggest that maybe you calm down a little bit and you had to call me out in front of everyone like that? Call me all those names? Say all those horrible, disgusting things?”

“Idiots get punished.” That floored you. Tears brimmed in your eyes causing him to scoff. “Grow up. Tears don’t work on me. You know that better than anyone.”

“What happened to you? What happened to my Kai?” You had to bite back a sob as he just shrugged his shoulders. He really didn’t give a damn about you.

“Nothing. I’m right here.”

“No, you’re not and you haven’t been for a very long time.”

He took a step toward you, grabbing your wrist to pull you closer to him. His hot breath fanned your face as he looked down at you, tucking your hair behind your ear. It was almost a soft gesture but you knew it was just a way to try and get you to calm down. He knew how to make you putty in his arms but it wasn’t going to work this time. “I’ve never left. You’re the one that’s turned into a whiny little bitch.”

At that you pulled back and did the one thing you never thought you’d do and slapped him straight across the face. “I can’t believe I wasted my life on you.”

You headed to the door almost in a run. Kai stood in shock momentarily, his hand on his cheek where you’d slapped him. The sting had almost woke up him but it was fleeting when a thunderous look plastered on his face. He ran after you. “Where the hell do you think you’re going?”

“I’m leaving.” The sob you’d been holding back finally escaped. It felt like someone had ripped your heart from your chest and stomped it into a million pieces.

“You promised me. You said you never would!” Kai yelled. Why was his heart aching all of a sudden? Why did it feel like the world was spinning?

The tears were falling freely down your face now as you spun around to face the stranger in front of you. “Sometimes promises are meant to be broken.”

“You can’t leave me!” Kai reached out to grab your arm but you were quick and took a step back, hand on the door handle as you took one last look at him.

“Goodbye Kai.”

Before Kai could even react, you were gone. What did it matter anyway? He didn’t need you. He really didn’t.

…except he did but he’d never admit that.

[ravewing]

Could you talk about your infection au? I'm invested in it and I've been thinking about it all day

YES HULLO !! i dont want to spoil anything too much and im also working on a field guide sort of thing for the different stages of infection so im gonna try not to talk about those rite neow BUT im so glad that people r enjoying it! so id been seeing these scary mlp infection things ALLL over my tik tok feed for weeks and i was like .. yanno .. itd be really silly if i made this wof .. so i spent like 3 days mulling over what i could make the infection actually BE and i almost made it like the icewing plague but like it went scary but i didnt really know how to keep going with that so then i came up with a super smart idea which turned into this😋i dont wanna say where it started yet cuz ermm lore stuff but i will say that liek in the story the infection doesnt officially have a name yet so everyones just calling it like. the sickness at jade mountain. most of the infected originated IN jade mountain with the first symptoms being noticed in moon and turtle respectively, and then with the icewing students. i cant tell you guys how they got sick bc again . lore ..... but i think that its like kinda possible to find out. but i dunno. vulture and fierceteeth are also sick. there is ONE singular factor that unites these 4 + icewings, which miight b the reason WHY they got sick.kinkajou technically SHOULD be sick but she isnt for another reason that i cant say but if you really look into wof lore then i think u can figure it out idk. the infections transmitted via saliva/blood transmission, so mainly bites. tail barbs of infected sandwings are capable of spreading the sickness. there are 4 stages (5 if you count death) and it takes around 3 to 3.5 weeks for all stages to finish,, by ep3 the sickness has been around for ~2.5 weeks. the only KNOWN cure is amputation of wherever the infected area is,, so MUCH easier in early stages, unfortunate if its on an inconvenient spot, and impossible after hives start spreading. obvi flame had to be important bc i heart flame and i was like .. wait .. hes a healer in canon ...... so that worked out perfectly !! ik that in canon liana is like one of glorys MANY bodyguards but idc shes a healer here bc ermm i said so . also liana and mango r dating but i dont think that its relevant to the plot theyre just girlfriends in my head . as of right now kinkajou and peril are the only known immune dragons, with kinkajou for reasons currently unknown and peril bc . yknow . shes on fire . glory is in close contact with ruby and both kingdoms have taken measures to notify their kingdoms; the rainforest is under a sort of lockdown with rainwings on constant patrol/lookout for outsiders entering, they accept anyone who isnt infected to stay there for refuge while the skywing kingdom is in basically total lockdown other than ruby's messengers. ruby and glory also exchange their respective kingdoms medical knowledge, with the skywings having very good technology and rainwings having an expansive knowledge on medical herbs. nobody has heard from coral- the last thing she did was call for anemone's return back to the kingdom, and once she arrived, they all went underwater and have since then cut all outside contact. the mudwings are aware of the sickness but have so far done nothing about it; moorhen has warned her subjects but thats really it. i havent really decided what the sandwings or the icewings are up to but let me tell you guys its looking really rough for the icewings . so far it looks as though royal icewings are more resilient- tundras currently sick, but the sickness seems to be progressing much slower. this was initially believed to be because of the cold, but then other icewings started getting sick, and so its believed to just be a royal thing- likely something in their genetics. icicle is also sick but shes in stage 4 .. pray for my girl guys. lynx is helping snowfall out the best she can, but with the population getting increasingly sick seemingly spontaneously, its extremely difficult and stressful. the talons have quarantined sanctuary too. ok im outta characters but ya ty 4 the support!!

[bridgyrose]

continuation of that Cinder's stepsisters run away with her?

Ana practically ran through the halls with a pack slung over her shoulders as she looked for Cinder. Her heart raced as she finally started to catch up, glad that her mother hadnt looked for her yet. “We need to leave!” 

Cinder finished folding the bedding she held and sat it on a cart. “Why should I listen to you?” 

“Because Mother’s going to punish you for those swords-” her words cut out as she felt her back slam against the wall and Cinder’s tight grip squeezing her arms. As she looked in Cinder’s eyes, her breath nearly stopped as she only saw anger in them. 

“You and your sister have spent years tormenting me! Why would I ever believe you?!” 

Ana took a sharp breath as she started to feel Cinder’s hands heat up through her sleeves, legs shaking as she tried to speak. “I-I’m sorry. I cant… I cant fix what I’ve done but I can get you away from here so Mother doesnt punish you further!” 

“And why do you care?” 

“B-because Mother will get rid of you for this. A-and once she does, Melina and I will be the ones she punishes.” 

Cinder growled and pulled her hands away from Ana, burnt cloth fluttering in the air. “I didnt steal those swords, they were a gift.” 

“Melina doesnt care and she’s going to tell Mother you did anyway.” Ana held her arm, wincing from the small burn as she looked away from Cinder. “I’m sorry we hurt you, but I really can get you away from here. And I’ll leave with you, but we dont have much more time.” 

“I cant leave.” 

“You have to-” 

“If I leave now, then I cant be a huntress!” 

Ana went quiet as she watched the anger in Cinder’s eyes turn to fear. It was strange to see fear coming from something other than their Mother, and it was a fear that she understood: a fear of losing opportunities. “Who… when have you been training to be a huntress? You’re supposed to be working here.” 

Cinder froze for a moment before starting to walk off. “F-forget about it, I need to get back to work-” 

“If you leave with me then I can make sure you become a huntress,” Ana said as she grabbed Cinder’s wrist. 

“And why should I trust you?” Cinder asked. 

“You cant, but I know people who can get you where you need to be.” Ana let go of Cinder, legs starting to shake. “I know its not much, but I can make sure you’re safe.” 

“I dont see why you care.” 

“You-” Ana took a deep breath. “You’re still my sister, even if I havent treated you well. And the way Mother punishes you is taking things too far.” 

“Fine, but if this is a trick, I will make sure you pay.” 

Ana froze as she watched Cinder grab the necklace around her neck and melted through the metal chain with a single hand. Never in the months of tormenting Cinder did Ana ever believe that removing that necklace would be so easy. No shock, no punishment… almost as if Cinder was just biding her time. 

“Are we going?” Cinder asked. 

“Y-yes.” Ana threw the pack over her shoulder once more and started to lead Cinder out of the hotel. A smile started to cross her lips as she saw that the entrance to the hotel was still clear, her heart raced as they made their way through the lobby and out the door. 

Only to be met with the cold air stinging across her face. She took a few deep breaths to try to calm herself, adrenaline finally wearing off as she led Cinder down the street and towards the ferry ship that brought people between Atlas and Mantle, a walk that she was more than familiar with. 

And yet, it felt all that less familiar as the sun had set and the stars were already out. The streets were darker than Ana had remembered, her heart thumped hard in her chest as the lights over the streets became fewer and fewer. Her steps slowed until she came to a stop and watched Cinder walk past her. 

“Why are you stopping?” Cinder asked as she stopped. “I thought you were going to help me.” 

Ana nodded, voice shaking as she spoke. “I-I do, but I didnt realize it’d be this dark already and… maybe if we go back mom wont be so angry at you-” 

“And I cant go back!” Cinder let out a heavy sigh and started walking again. “She’ll punish me for breaking that necklace if I go back. Take me to these people you know and then you can head home for all I care. But *I’m* not going back.” 

Ana still couldnt seem to start walking again as Cinder walked down the street and out of sight. Her eyes stayed on the darkness lingering ahead of her as it grew ever closer as more lights started to out. As the darkness finally swallowed her, she ran forward to try to catch up with Cinder. “Wait for me!” 

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[majorasnightmare]

I'm surprised that Dirge's pact with Caiphon (seemingly) hasn't backfired on him yet, considering Caiphon is known to betray people who rely on him so heavily. Especially since a part of Caiphon is literally inside his brain at any given moment. I don't know if he thought all of that through as well as he believes he did (remembering you said he doesn't understand how warlocks like Wyll aren't more thorough when making their pacts)

Have you thought about what the "right circumstances" are for their pact to be fufilled? What will happen to Dirge when they are?

honestly my only source for caiphon was a dragon article poorly photocopied YEARS ago that primarily focused on the fact it existed, and the various unique spells it offers. so most of my experience with caiphon was a single little blurb about how it entreated knowledge seekers! the fact its so betrayal prone doesnt surprise me in the slightest, but it IS new information! so most of this characterization is me looking at dnd content they didn't bring into 5e (regular 5e, havent checked out 2024) and saying My City Now. i am. significantly less canon compliant with a setting last published in 3.5 with a semi reliable wiki (at least. in 2017. its probably better now) and i more or less just expand on the little i have access to. basically, if you cant find it in bg3, im adding "source: it came to me in a dream" onto everything else i do sjdksjdmshfj

There IS a sizable language barrier there (caiphon being. a sentient star mass that only kiiiiinda can take a perceivable form and even then its a faulty approximation) so they had to negotiate in extremely loose terms as they werent mutually understandable. More or less a mutual fulfillment of desires. Caiphon would grant Dirge's desire, if Dirge would grant Caiphon's. Caiphon craves new and novel information, and Dirge desired freedom, so from the get go Caiphon is set up to get what it wants more or less immediately. Dirge is in a very unique position, set up by extenuating circumstances to do a LOT of interesting things, because up until Dirge and his brothers, Bhaal made spawn the Classic Way. So with Dirge being denied death, and heavily radicalized, there was NO way that WASN'T going to blow up spectacularly. Caiphon wanted front row seats to whatever historical event Dirge enacted that would scar Faerun forever. And it got that, and more! The inner workings of the cult, the relationships Dirge has with the other bhaalspawn, the intimate goings on with the cult of Bane through Gortash, the creation of the Steel Watch, the creation of the Absolute, the heist for the Crown of Karsus. Damn thing made out like a bandit. To say its satisfied would be an understatement, especially because it VERY much has the impression its exploiting Dirge, because of how little its (from its perspective) offering in return. The GOO lock options in game aren't really antagonistic, and I like to interpret that as Caiphon and Dirge unironically getting along fairly amicably.

Dirge meanwhile desired freedom, which, given his circumstances, was very much a One Big Event and then Done kinda deal. So his warlock powers are more or less confirmation they're still in a partnership together, which is part of why on the first night post nautiloid, Dirge can't actually recollect anything about the pact but feels Caiphon's power anyways. Its really kind of hands off for both of them. Caiphon's content to let Dirge use whatever he can figure out and master, because it isn't really doing much besides eavesdropping. Dirge's pact is fulfilled in the temple of Bhaal, when he rejects his father. Caiphon is able to transgress upon the material plane thanks to reality bowing to the terms of the pact, because as Dirge has fulfilled his end, he MUST be fully and totally freed of Bhaal. Thus his pact manifests physically and begins to utterly destroy the Temple, to break the foundation of power Bhaal has in the city, desecrating its holy ground, and snapping the tether to the Throne of Blood now that Dirge is fully disinherited, and Caiphon animates Dirge just enough to let him limp his way out of the city to camp, carrying Orin's gore streaked corpse, before completely collapsing. Caiphon didn't possess the capability to break Bhaal's bond to Dirge but it COULD ensure Bhaal couldn't ensnare him again. This does mean Dirge has to negotiate a new pact when Withers revives him, and getting a Witness for the ritual is a haaaard sell given. All That. (gortash will NOT do that shit again).

Dirge's second pact is similar to the first, having built up a solid amount of good will from the first pact. With Withers maintaining his life, Dirge more or less just desires power to enact his goals like he has been, and Caiphon still craves new novel information. So Caiphon shacks back up in his brain, and still uses Dirge's eye, and Dirge keeps all his warlock levels.

After the Absolute crisis is handled, Dirge feeds his pact by using Caiphon's power with the Necromancy of Thay to begin pioneering a new form of necromantic magic that gestates new soulless life out of dead raw material.

Fun fact! Because your GOOlock patron can chime in when getting the Blood of Lathander, I personally like to characterize Caiphon as finding pleasure in acts of blasphemy, and in sharing Dirge's fondness for magic artifact goodies. So because of that, Caiphon actually points out the Ersatz Eye in Volo's possession before Volo brings it up, but insinuates Volo won't give it up except out of guilt, so Dirge white knuckles it through the Volo lobotomy. They're both under the impression they're exploiting the other, because neither of them really has to lift a finger for their pact, but its mutually satisfying so they have a good relationship with each other. Caiphon is not immune to charismatic tiefling spawn. They chat occasionally in Dirge's mind, and Caiphon has a decent grasp on common, but it'd still be a profoundly uncomfortable experience for literally anyone that isn't Dirge.

[hyunnows]

SHATTERED PUZZLES | 10

“a rude and arrogant patient with no identification wakes up from a year-long coma and develops temporary amnesia. Assigned to you, a volunteer who’s not going to put up with his attitude, you’re both in for a rough ride.”

PAIRING(s) | Hyunjin x reader, ft Minho x reader

THEMES | fluff, angst, a slight love triangle (i gotta stop with the skz love triangles–), amnesia!Hyunjin, Doctor!Chan, Rude!Hyunjin, car accident, trauma

WORD COUNT | 2.7k+

RATING | pg13

NOTE | ... well hello there. i know its been a while, and im so sorry for that. im still not really back yet, since i havent gotten into any sort of writing schedule or anything. but i wanted to finish this part up for you guys since i felt you deserved it. i also want to say thank you for all the support while ive been away, and hello to all my new followers and new readers for this series! i cant believe ive been working on this since i was 15 T^T its crazy to think ill be 18 in december... really thank you guys, all of you, im grateful for those who are new around here and those who have been with me since the beginning! please enjoy and have a great day/night!

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It’s been about three weeks since Hyunjin was betrothed to Yuna. The two have grown closer, but not as their parents believe. Now, she’s become more of a sister, and Hyunjin her brother. 

She shares her crush on the shopkeeper she’s so fond of, asking for advice and tips. In turn, she gives Hyunjin the same—as well as tricks to keep his hair healthy. He likes having her as a friend. 

In between their normal chatter and hanging out, they scheme. Researching legal documents, checking to see if there’s any way they can get out of marrying each other. It’s tiring work, but love is a powerful driving force. 

“Do you know of any close family members that might be willing to take your spot?” Yuna raises her brow at Hyunjin. “I mean, I know I have a cousin or two that wouldn’t mind being in an arranged marriage for a few years. If you have someone to take your spot, then I think that they’ll let us off the hook.”

“That’s a good idea, except for the fact that I don’t know any of my family. The only family in my memories are my parents, and Minho I guess, but he’s not blood.” The blond frowns, sighing. Why did he have to be born to money hungry control freaks?

Yuna purses her lips, “I’ll have someone look into your family and see if you have any candidates. Until then, we have to just hang in there, I guess.”

——

“I’m dying.” You whine, hanging off the couch dramatically.

Minho and Chan shake their heads. “You’re not dying [Y/N],” the younger sighs, “I know it's hard, but you’re both safer this way.”

You know what he’s saying is true, but…

It's been over a month and a half since you were ripped away from Hyunjin, and you’ve thought of him every moment since then. You just want to see him--just be in his presence again. Unfortunately, you know that's not possible. At least, not according to Minho’s information on the blond.

So, while you may not be literally dying, you most definitely feel like you are.

And so when a particular idea pops in your head, you decide you have nothing left to lose, and voice it out.

“Let’s kidnap Hyunjin.”

----

“Yuna! Yuna! Where are you?” Hyunjin scrambles around, excitement all over his face as he races to find her. He’d been up since the crack of dawn, brainstorming ways to get out of their arrangement, and he finally came up with something. Now if only he could find her--

“Hyunjin? What? It’s early as hell,” she yawns, glancing at her phone and shoving the digital numbers in his face, giving him a good look at the time. 8:40 am. “What do you want?”

“They can’t force us to get married if one of us is already married.” He grins, panting slightly from the running around he’d done. Luckily, it isn’t odd for a fiancé to sleep over--or else the entire Hwang staff would be giving him a weird look all day.

Yuna curls a brow. “What do you mean? You want to run away and marry [Y/N] to get out of this?” She yawns a bit towards the end, rubbing her tired eyes with confusion.

His face is covered in shock for a moment before he picks up his jaw and shakes his head. “No, I love her, but she’s not ready to marry me yet. I barely confessed the day we were brought here.” He scoffs at the idea that he’d rush your relationship, which she rolls her eyes at. “You should marry Jay.”

Yuna flushes at the idea, mouth turning into a circle in surprise. Hyunjin knows she wants to marry the boy--she’s talked about it almost every day since they met, after all. “I-I don’t know… what if he doesn’t want to?”

Now it's Hyunjin’s turn to roll his eyes. “He wants to, trust me. I’ve seen the way he looks at you through the shop windows. He’s probably written his vows to you already,” he chuckles, his words making the girl redder than ever, which earns him a shove from her small hands. “Just ask him. If you two get married before our wedding, they won’t be able to force us together.”

Pursing her lips, she sighs. “Fine, I’ll ask.” Her agreement makes the blond cheer in satisfaction.

“Thank you Yuna!”

“Yeah yeah,” she waves him off, stepping back into her room and closing the door, “Let me get back to bed now.” Hyunjin apologizes and waltzes back down the hall to his room, and she can’t help but shake her head at his antics. “Weirdo.”

----

“You want to do what?” Chan all but yells, eyes wide in confusion. Sure, he’d heard a lot of crazy things pertaining to Hyunjin’s situation but you want to kidnap him? That’s a bit too much for the Australian to handle. “[Y/N] you know that’s illegal, right?”

You shrug. “Let's kidnap him. They kidnapped me already. Plus, Minho has pretty much done this before.” Your reasons just make the doctor sigh. “What? I can’t just sit around and do nothing anymore.”

Chan sees where you’re coming from, he really does, but as a doctor, he’s not sure he can condone this idea of yours. “But [Y/N], there’s no way you’re getting through their security and getting back here with Hyunjin safely. By the way, you could be arrested for kidnapping too. And you don’t have the money to get out of it.”

All of his stupid, logical reasoning makes you groan and roll your eyes. You know Chan likes to play by the rules—you usually do too—but for once, you just want him to support you and your bad idea. “Whatever, I don’t care! With or without you Chan, I’m gonna get Hyunjin back. I know he’s miserable, just like I am,” you frown, arms crossed loosely over your chest. “He deserves to be free, no matter who his parents are.”

As you strut away from the living room, Minho can’t help but stare at you in wonder. All this time, he’s known you cared for Hyunjin. What shocks him though, is that you seem to be the only person that can rival Minho’s love for his friend. ‘I can’t believe I’m going this again,’ he sighs, standing to follow you to your room so you can start discussing plans to break Hyunjin out. With the bright smile you give him when he agrees to your idea, he knows why it was so easy for him to fall for you. “So, what’re you thinking?”

Chan is completely flabbergasted, as well as disappointed, with Minho’s reaction. Sure, he knows Minho’s in love with you--everyone knows--but to go along with kidnapping Hyunjin? That sounds like more than love. It's insane. But then again, Chan also knows how much Minho cares about the younger boy, and how much he misses hanging out with him freely. “You guys are ridiculous, you know that, right?”

You glare at the Australian, but you can tell with the way he sounds stressed that he’s about to give into whatever plan you throw at him. 

And so, you begin explaining your master plan to the two boys. 

It wasn’t anything complicated. You would go as Minho’s date for the upcoming gala, disguised as one of their rich guests. While the two of you worked to find Hyunjin, Chan would pretend to be a security guard, and make a safe escape route. This was the base at least. You had also hoped to bring Han, Jeongin, and Seungmin along, have them act as caterers (if they agreed) and keep attention away from Minho, Hyunjin, and yourself as much as possible. Then, Minho would excuse himself, drive one of his cars around the side, and they would all slip out unnoticed.

So here you were, dressed all fancy, surrounded by about a hundred other guests. They’re all too busy trying to either get to Mr. or Mrs. Hwang to notice you, but you feel as if all their eyes are on you, judging you, picking you apart, and getting ready to notify the security of your suspicious presence. 

It makes you shuffle forward a bit faster, and you bump against someone’s shoulder on accident. “I am so sorry--”

“Don’t worry about…” her eyes lock with yours within seconds, “What ar--”

You hold your finger vertically against your lips, telling her--Hyunjin’s arranged partner (who Minho warned you about and who was well aware of how you looked due to the social media pictures of you Hyunjin had shoved in her face)--‘don’t say anything’ and reconnect to Minho’s arm. Minho, who’d seen the whole thing, gives you a curt nod for not going off script.

Striding to the buffet table, you spot Jeongin in your peripheral vision, keeping the attention off of you. He seems to be doing a great job, considering all the older women were by him, gushing over the “adorable young waiter” less than discreetly. You’d seen his fiancée, now where was Hyunjin?

“I’m gonna go look around upstairs, you keep an eye out down here, yeah?” Minho leans down to whisper to you, looking at you for agreement. 

You squeeze his arm and shake your head, “No Minho, everyone’s gonna know I don’t belong here if they see me without you.”

He sighs, stopping the two of you in your tracks. “Nobody’s going to know [Y/N], as long as you don’t do anything to attract attention, you’ll be fine. Just walk around and smile at people.”

You’re about to argue why that isn’t true when he slips out of your hold and walks off--meaning it would look too odd if you were to speed walk back up to him. ‘Damn you’, you think, before turning towards the art wall and deciding that would be a good place to start. 

----

You were wrong. 

As it turns out, the art wall isn’t actually just a small hallway with lovely paintings on the wall and a statue or two on display. It was an entire gallery bigger than your apartment by a landslide. You couldn’t help but be amazed at the family’s collection of fine pieces--but damn it if this wasn’t inconvenient to your search. You’re about 15 minutes into the gallery and still no sign of Hyunjin. You’re beginning to get cold feet about this plan and getting ready to call the whole thing off when a mess of blond hair and dark roots catch your eye. He’s admiring a painting, two bodyguards beside him, one on either side. 

You want to run up to him, hold him so close you’re practically in his skin, his warmth all around you. 

But you can’t, otherwise, all your planning, arranging, and sneaking around would go to waste. You dial Minho’s number and tell him the situation, and he’s by your side within minutes. He smoothly makes his way to Hyunjin, you trailing close behind and listening as Minho tells the guards something to get them to leave. 

“Hyunjin, I brought someone with me,” Minho smiles, catching the younger male’s attention. Stepping aside to make you visible, Hyunjin’s jaw drops and Minho has to catch his glass out of his hands to keep him from shattering it on the floor. “Say hi.”

You can see his eyes get watery, his lip trembling as he takes a step towards you before he stops himself. “What are you doing here? It’s dangerous for you [Y/N].”

Despite his words, you can’t help but melt at the way he sounds saying your name. “We’re getting you out” you whisper, staring into his glistening eyes. “We couldn’t just leave you here.”

“How? My clothes have trackers, there’s guards everywhere-- I don’t think you guys are getting out of here with me,” he frowns, grabbing his clothes to the light flickering in the seams. “I’m stuck here.”

“We know about the guards and everything. We weren’t prepared for the trackers, though,” your brows curl in worry as you look at Minho.

He mentions that he has extra clothes, then moves on to explain the plan to Hyunjin. He seems worried, but at this point, he’ll do anything to get out of his parent’s hold. With a sigh, he asks, “Do you know when Chan will be ready?”

“I was actually about to check,” Minho states, calling the doctor up quickly. He mumbles into the phone, hand covering his face, making it hard enough not only for bystanders and strangers to hear, but difficult for Hyunjin and yourself as well. However, the nod that's accompanied by the movement of his chin let you know enough. “He’s ready whenever you are,” he gives Hyunjin a look, before gesturing to a particularly broad-shouldered security guard standing by a door off to the side of the gallery with “SECURITY” written in bold print on it. 

You begin tugging the blond towards the Australian, suddenly remember you’re all on borrowed time, and that the guards assigned to stay by Hyunjin could return at any moment. Upon this reminder, Hyunjin begins rushing towards the door as discreetly as possible, and Minho decides now is as good a time as ever to excuse himself as the getaway driver. 

“Hey man,” Chan greets quietly, swiftly opening the door to the security room and ushering the two of you inside. Hyunjin nods, glancing around in confusion and paranoia. Upon seeing the younger male’s fright, Chan calms his fears, “Don’t worry about the cameras seeing us. I know a guy who fixed that for us.”

Han’s voice comes out muffled from Chan’s headset, making Hyunjin and your own eyes widen. You knew he had some interest in computers, but you didn’t think he actually had any knowledge to help with something like this. At least now you know how he never seems to get viruses from downloading so much questionable software (he would really do anything to get free streaming services). “Yeah I covered for you guys, but you only have like 5 minutes left before the cameras start capturing live footage again. In other words, hurry up please.” 

You all begin moving through the route, which is incredibly clear. The security room connects to dozens of other security rooms through hidden hallways. You suppose it only makes sense, considering just how rich the Hwangs are, for them to have such an intricate hidden system within the walls of their household. 

Within 3 minutes, you three make it out the back door, where Minho is quietly pulling up, undetected. Hyunjin had removed his shirt during the walk, and ditched his shoes when you guys left the first security room, only needing to change his lower half’s garments now. He hops into the back, quickly replacing his own clothes with those Minho had given to him, ridding himself of the trackers. You hop in the back soon after beside him, Chan and Jeongin piling in soon after with the elder taking the passenger seat and Jeongin squishing himself beside you, barely buckling in when Minho steps on the gas.

“Alright, cams coming on in three… two… one-” just as Han’s voice finishes the count down from Chan’s phone, Hyunjin’s phone goes off with alerts, which are quickly followed by a spam of phone calls that make him throw his phone out of the window in fear as Minho begins speeding down the road towards your side of town.

Hearts pumping with adrenaline, you and the blond face each other simultaneously, tearing up immediately as you lean in to embrace each other’s lips for the first time in far too long. His forehead presses against yours as tears run down his cheeks, his hands caressing and wiping your face. “I missed you so much.”

Your bottom lip trembles, and you lean into his neck, arms wrapping around him to pull Hyunjin close to you, afraid he might disappear if you let go, “I missed you more.”

He lets out a painful laugh, squeezing you tighter to him, and shaking his head as if to gently disagree with you. He can’t fathom you missing him any more than he missed you. “I love you.”

A wistful sigh escapes you, a choked sob following not long after, “I love you too.”

The three boys glance back at you, each of them wearing a soft smile. However, Chan found it difficult to see only joy in Minho’s eyes after hearing your proclamations. He doesn’t mention it though, allowing you all a moment of peace.

----

After arriving at Jisung, Jeongin, and–at this point–Minho’s apartment and settling in, one question plague’s your minds.

“So…” Jisung begins, “What now?”

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why does it seem so impossible for theory people .. or any people really to even consider that rauru isnt the firstest of the first kings of hyrule, its been remade so many times already and the 'forgotten era of myth' might as well have included hyrule being forgotten; instead its always messing with the old titles and timeline and im so TIRED

is it rly some sort of complex to HAVE to connect the new stuff to the old titles somehow?? again i get that theorizing and all that can mean anythign but i havent seen anyone even bring up the fact that maybe, this is just a new hyrule and rauru was just the first guy on this one to call himself king, maybe the name hyrule survived but it didnt connect back to a kingdom so hey jsut thought thats a neat old name lets call it that, hell, maybe it was a surname of sonia even so he literally just called the kingdom after her not knowing its been called that since the beginning of time, wouldnt that be a cool coinsidence!! and also rly sweet of him!! like him being called rauru!! like a guy loooong long before him that no one knows of bc its been so long its long been forgotten he ever existed! isnt that cool and somber connection!

id also love if someone could just kinda ... consider botw/totk(uhg) as their own thing, like, i love the old titles, but i also love them as being done, their era has ended, this is a new era, what if we could just ... view this new era as their own thing without having to chain every little bit of dialog to the old titles

i really wish rauru/sonia never said they just founded hyrule, and zelda(i think) never called him the 'first' king bc apparently some people are unable to think oh this is a new hyrule and he was the first king of this one like i did but instead go into a rampage trying to make everyone believe totks past is somehow canonically right after fucking SKYWARD SWORD; like ... some people take every line of dialog like wayyy to literally, rauru probably THOUGHT he was the one who founded this kingdom bc he literally couldnt know any better with everything of the old stuff being so loong forgotten already, hes just some dude and not literal god who knows it all, characters can be wrong even when they believe they are right!!

(yes i am annoying about this bc i hate this on a personal level)

like .. i cant be the only one who thinks botw to be of a new era so long after all the old titles its basically a new world entirely, with no direct links to anything in the past, with references and callbacks from all old legends, but still a new world, without chains to the old, reoccuring names and happenings haunting it just the same as it did all the ones before them yet not being aware this has been happening over and over .... .. and, after it was said that oh rauru was the name of the 'first' king of hyrule, immediately thought oh shit he founded this new hyrule coolio (lets ignore how much i grew to dislike totk in general, i was hopeful still at that point) (lets also ignore how many problems totk alone has with its own damn lore for this ok, its its own mess that dragged botw into its mess but that doesnt mean it ALSO has to drag literally every single other game into its mess too)