#i want to replay all routes but im so busy

[culxiaa-fn]

Oh? You are having a good time? Remember the sheer panic and desperation in Ankou's voice when he is waking Ceres Up after he learned about THAT secret in Lucas's route?

[eggroll-sama]

Touchstarved Demo Review

Played the demo of Touchstarved and I can’t get it out of my head. Refreshing tumblr every three seconds to read people’s stances on the game so I’m going to do it myself. Here’s are my current stances on the characters.

KURAS

Rather secluded and to himself, initial reactions wise I was disappointed in not getting to know more about him in the demo. but at the same time, the demo set the stage for what exactly I could expect from his route. Slow-burn. Much like what I expect Mhin’s route to be like, but moreso focused on getting to know his past. He doesn’t voice his internal struggles because he has a firm barrier he sets between himself and other, probably hates getting too close to human’s because he is immortal and doesn’t like the idea of getting attached to things that are temporary.

Also, after listening to the Q and A on YouTube and how supposedly Kuras will do some messed up shit in his route, I’m really excited to see what’s up with this tight-lipped doctor. He is definitely not the nice, charitable doctor that he is known for in Lowtown.

On a positive note, his design is probably my favorite in the game! Very unique, gorgeous, and ethereal, so pretty that I know if he existed in real life he’d be out of my league and would be popular just because of how jaw-droppingly gorgeous he is. Mr Steal your girl, but he’s respectful so he won’t be a home wrecker.

(More reviews under the cut)

LEANDER

A character that I thought looked so suspicious and weirded out, but fell in love with when playing the game. I thought he looked like a psychopath!

Because I’m a stupid, easily manipulated dumbass, I initially didn’t really capture his red flags when playing the demo. Every time he let me touch him, my heart beat wouldn’t stop! And his blush is so adorable. He seemed like the trustworthy nice-guy that just wanted to help a poor soul out. And uh, chest. The chest really had an effect on me and his entire outfit didn’t help. Black turtle necks awaken something in me, yknow? And the belts? Hoe energy.

After replaying the demo a few times, it just stands out to me how much of a player he is. Before realizing MC was at the bar because of Kuras, he was in flirting mode and probably considering MC to be part of his escapades. The disappointment in his tone and face when he found out MC was there for business 😂😂.

We get the most information of Leander from the special conversation with the characters so I am quite pumped to know what exactly this guy is about, cuz each person has varying, colorful opinions on him. I find it so funny that Vere, the most flirtatious in the game, is weirded out by shameless Leander is. Maybe that is Leander’s flaw? The leader of the Bloodhounds, envied by many and respected by most, is the most submissive and horny bitch on the planet. Ok ok, I’m done. But I could go on and on about this man.

(Side note, Mhin and Leander definitely had a drunken one night stand. And Mhin absolutely regretted it)

Even after reading all the theories on how sus he is, his interactions were probably my favorite in the entire game. I’m just so intrigued by him.

VERE

Not the biggest fan of Vere. I’m not into animal ears and tails.

Im going to be honest in real life I would be flustered by Vere’s advances and probably feel a sort of fascination towards him echen to attraction, but he’s not really the type that I want to romance in games. Also the fact of the matter is is that sexual innuendoes just not my thing, especially when it comes to first impressions. And my first impression was getting my key stolen so nice.

Irl Vere can be acquaintances at most. I would be there just to hear the juiciest details about some drama. He would always have some snarky comment that would make me laugh. I love some dark humor. But at the same time, he’s dangerous af. I wouldn’t want to get too close to him. He has major issues and idk when he would snap, that’s the scary part! If I tease him playfully and he was not in the mood, off goes my head.

I like his relationship with Ais, adds more juiciness to the story. Love me some love triangles. Reminds me of Rime and Felix relationship in Last Legacy.

I would like the challenge of winning him over though. Because his route would probably be so unpredictable and challenging, I feel more motivated to play and invest in his story

AIS

I love his character design! Probably my second favorite in the game. Ais exudes confidence, competence, and strength. Major main character vibes from Ais. I’m guessing that’s why Leander hates him. HOW DARE YOU BE THE CENTER OF ATTENTION, LITERALLY THE CENTER OF ALL THE PROMO ART YOU FUCKIN BASTAR-

I personally do not feel that much of a love connection towards Ais as much as Leander. More like, I chill with you. I could grab a drink with you and talk about life. Yes. Maybe when I play his route they’ll prove me wrong. Im still curious about him so can’t wait to play his route. But I don’t see much of a red flag in him as the others, he just seems like a chill guy that went through hell. I’m guessing he’ll show his dark sides in his route.

It’s concerning that he’s attracted to Vere cuz Vere is…Vere. Problematic. Chaotic. An Asshole. Hmmm, is Ais technically an enabler? Yes, but Ais also starts bar fights. They’re both bad. It’s also interesting how generally people would say ethically good qualities on why they are attracted to someone but no, Ais is just like “yeah he’s an asshole, you can trust him just don’t listen to anything he says.” It’s hilarious. That also contrasts with Leander’s bio how he sees Vere as a damsel in distress cuz he’s delusional and has white knight syndrome, while Ais sees people who they are because he’s the black sheep “that have the clearest view of the world.” That’s probably why Vere loves him. Ais is the only person that sees his crappiness and still likes him. What a Chad :,)

MHIN

They reminds me of a friend I have. Quiet, standoffish, takes time to open up, a MASSIVE sweet tooth. I really want to pet their heads but I know they’re going to smack it away if I even try to touch. 😭😭

Mhin, the angsty teen. Considering Mhin’s bad temperament and similar curse thing with MC, I’m going to guess it’ll have major Beauty and the Beast vibes. Tempermental Mhin and MC who would turn them into a better person and teach them how to love themselves, with or without the curse.

The friendship with Mhin and Kuras make a lot of sense. Mhin feels at peace with Kuras cuz he’s a good listener and the only introvert in the friend group. Mhin needs someone that won’t try to annoy them like Leander or Vere. But I remember listening to the stream with the developers, and they were saying how terrible Kuras is and can’t wait for people to find out about it. Will Mhin feel betrayed when they find out the truth about Kuras? Do they already know? So many questions.

[bbboar]

Replayed Francesco's route choosing the asshole options to get more info out of him and its further cementing my assumptions about him.

So he confirms that his family comes from a line of very successful business owners and that he is due to take charge of several new branches of the business. As a result, it's implied he is under a lot of pressure to be the perfect son in order to meet his family's expectations. I dont think its unreasonable to assume that he was probably raised with the expectation of following in his family's footsteps, whether he likes it or not.

My theory is that the reason hes under the mountain is that his usually strict family has given him a small period of freedom to get whatever he needs out of his system before he has to take the mantle of responsibility. They're not happy about it , but if it means he will calm down, behave, and then come home to fulfill his rightful duties, they will begrudgingly tolerate it.

This, of course, gives Francesco a time constraint to experience everything he possibly can in a short amount of time. As a result hes enthusiastic, eager and kind of reckless. (That and hes written like an eager new sub)

Also it makes me think: given how forward Francesco is about so many aspects of himself, i wonder if hes being secretive about his family and their business bcs theres something shady doing on? Or at the very least something that he is afraid will make Vesper look at him differently.

Maybe his family is in organised crime or something. Or maybe they got rich through exploitation. What if they're buying and demanding a supply of lunar ichor? What is they are participating in human trafficking and indented servitude? He could also be a literal prince or duke for all we know.

Anyway considering the overall tone of the game and setting im rly hoping there are some darker elements to bright sunny Francesco's route, but that remains to be seen.

EDIT: I wanted to say that i think @/dreamtydraws' theory is very plausible and it made me rethink parts of my theory but i didnt want to edit anything from the OG post so im putting it here

[night-market-if]

im gonna replay the game (patron verison) cuz i haven't played it since chapter 5 (i've been busy </3) and orginally was gonna go with milo first but all these asks r making me.. question my decision 😭 i don't see much about the other ROs, so i was wondering if you could describe the routes? of each ro to me! like milos is flirty, angst ridden and hazels is comforting and warm and stuff like that! i was gonna hold off till steam release, but realized i may was well considering the when the steam release hits, there will be a bunch more content when you get the kickstarter goal!

Oh, that is a tough one. I am going to try and list the themes and tropes within each route? Because each route does have the potential for some pretty angsty stuff.

Milo - Secrecy. Flirtation. Falling hard and fast. Not what it seems.

Hazels - Lost in the past. Sweet. Cottage core. Potential for her to consider ending the relationship.

Gabriel - Loyalty. Paladin. Can't quite see the bigger picture. Self discovery.

Belladonna - Secrecy. Dom female personality. Doesn't want a relationship until her ducks are in a row.

I hope this helps, anon!

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[laurzvahll]

for the rockstar phos au, what's the equivalent of the winter arc here? whats going to happen to antarc, and will it give phos ptsd and hallucinations like in canon?

HELLO ANON!! Thank u for the ask😆😆 answering from my phone rn because I didn’t want to wait.

This post might get long so im gonna cut it here

ALRIGHT, a little bit on Antarc and the winter arc. Just a warning that characters might be a little ooc im trying my best LOL. This isn’t 100% set in stone, and if people have better suggestions or ideas I will be very glad to hear them considering I just thought of this AU for funsies so the routes I made up may not be the best there are. If that makes sense.

So, initially I wanted Phos to be invited by Dia to a holiday party or maybe just a normal house party towards the beginning of December. All the college gems are celebrating being on winter break and whatnot. Phos goes because I don’t think Phos would reject a party invite, but also because it’s mentioned that there’s a possibility Cinnabar might be there. Spoiler alert, Cinnabar is in fact not at the party. But it’s okay because Phos takes this as an opportunity to get to know others more. They’re having quite a bit of fun, but once the other ‘gems’ start asking if they’re going to submit their college application and join them, Phos avoids the questions and decided to ask Dia if there’s a quiet room where they could take a quick break.

Dia leads Phos to the room and Phos closes the door behind them, only to realize there’s already someone else there too! And this is none other than Antarc, who im thinking of making some sort of exchange student to explain why they’re only around some months of the year. Phos sits down somewhere and wants to start a conversation but Antarc looks very busy (on their phone, totally busy). But Phos starts talking anyway after being bored for a couple seconds, and while Antarc is very hesitant at first, it’s not long before they both end up moving to a small couch in the room to continue their conversation. I’d like to think they talked for hours, Phos doing most of the talking ofc but Antarc seemed content with it. At some point, Dia comes back in surprise to see them still here and lets them know that the party is over. Phos says they better walk back to their apartment, and Antarc offers to walk them so Phos wouldnt have to walk home alone at like 3 in the morning. So they walk to Phos's apartment and Phos offers to exchange numbers. And thats pretty much how their first meeting goes! :3

I have a bunch of little scenarios thought out for the time they spent together but i dont want the post to get tooo long so just know that im thinking Phos's help towards Antarc's 'work' would be helping Antarc write a song maybe perhaps NOT TOO SURE YET but i do want this AU to revolve a lot around music :p

As for what happens to Antarc, (THIS MAY CHANGE) sorry guys but in my AU i am NOT letting Antarc die i cannnottt. But i Will let Phos believe Antarc is absolutely dead. The only reason im not letting them die completely is bc i want them to come back like at the end of canon where theyre turned into a lunarian. Im not entirely sure how im going to go about it, but theres going to be an incident where Phos and Antarc will get hurt, and Phos will only be able to watch unable to help Antarc at all just like in canon. Antarc is going to disappear, most likely to a hospital lawl, and the accident will make them have to go back home without Phos even knowing if they survived. For a reason i havent yet decided, Phos's texts cant reach Antarc either so that rly makes them believe Antarc issss x_x.

Phos's mental health plummets, their guilt is immense and they start not being able to sleep because when they do sleep their dreams are filled with that accident replaying over and over. They always believe to see Antarc out of the corner of their eye, and they do have full on hallucinations like in canon and their ptsd, i will not erase that important part of their character 🙏

Thats pretty much it for now sorry this is so long i rly didnt think it was gonna be this long LMAOOO. thank u sm for the ask im very happy to be able to talk about my AU xP

[dearcharms]

LOL The write-up of Mozu's route happened so quickly because since you brought up Bustafellows again, I ended up diving straight into the game again. XD Was a good time. And yes, I replayed Shu's route first. Had to. He's the game's best boy and I could not resist. XD And then I went straight into Mozu's after that since I was on a roll. ;)

As for Variable Barricade, my favorite is Taiga. :D (full disclosure, I'm massively broke so I watch a narrated play through of most new otome titles [partly because I enjoy doing other things while listening] and this was no exception, though I wish it was because this was a GOOD game!) I LOVED the twist reveal with Taiga! and that gave him an instant leg up to be my favorite. I'd also argue that that reveal also made their getting together and eventual marriage the sweetest because it was very family oriented in that way as opposed to "yes, it's business, but we fell in love" deal.

It is kinda funny because I was real worried about this game, too! After watching a playthrough of "Cupid Parasite" and not vibing with it, I was kinda worried about this game with the similar premise of dating "trash husbands" if you will. But I was really surprised how charmed I was so quickly?

And board 3 of Taiga's route... yeah, that was BRUTAL. Like, I very much understood what was going in his mind and it was realistic, but very sad because you just wanted him to grow a pair and face that scary future he was afraid of. But I DID like that it pushed Hibari to chase him down! She had to grow up and fight, and I liked that character growth for her.

My second fave in the game was Nayuta, actually. He was a good puppy dog and I liked their dorky, awkward, innocent little romance, but let me tell you, I'm still not over that CG of him at her window! My heart has left the building.

Shion... I want to smack. And then Ichiya. (Inhales loudly.) I need this man to grow a spine. To the point I could not finish watching the play through of his route. BUT! To be fair, part of my irritation is purely personal due to family drama getting exposed in his route and I know I get fired up with any story that has that component. XP

Lastly, as for Noritsune, his route was good. The writing on that was very tight and clean. I liked that a lot. They were a very sweet couple with an adorable dynamic, each wanting to push each other to get better and grow, but doing it together. ( I haven't finished watching the playthrough of that game, so I can't rate the other routes. XD I've seen his and Benkei's routes before my mind decided it was no longer gonna focus on this game. XD I'll get back to it some day, maybe.)

And hey, no judgements on Shigahira. XD We all have those certain characters that hit us just right and suddenly we want to scream about them to anyone listening. LOL

(squints at this inbox) no way. DID I FORGET THIS FOR MONTHS. IM SO SORRY LOL

ALSO!!! if you have that mozu write up PLEASE LINK IT TO ME i'd love to read it. i remember telling you that i didn't really like how it turned out (not because of his personality, mozu is my fave LI of all time, i just didn't like the plot points)

and omg you just reminded me ab varibari LOL BUT I AGREE taiga and hibari are really good for each other!! shakes fist at taiga running away and hibari putting him on a pedestal. the way his route is written is kind of crazy tbh esp because aside from the "ha im setting you up with my grandkid!" shebang, the lack of communication KINDA HITS CLOSE TO HOME.... it feels a bit too real?! LOL hey... i thought this was a funny game... don't just spring this to me! LOL YES YES NAYUTA'S WINDOW CG IS THE BEST gawd i keep on looping that scene

maaan i get it!!! REALLY!!! the game was so ruined to me bcs of ichiya. honestly if i were you dont even bother watching the rest of ichiya's route. it's not the man himself that's the issue here imo, it's the writing... they ruined him in the worst of ways. like wdym ichiya is actually crying and the other dudes are like "tf get over it" and making fun of him while hibari is like "omg him suffering is so cute lol" ??????????? esp the ending of his route WTF IS THAT. THAT WAS SO CONVULTED. i dont even wanna talk about it here hoooly shit THAT WAS SO!!!! GRR!!!! MAKES ME MAD FOREVER!!!!!!! I HAVE BEEF WITH THE WRITERS!!!!! i refuse to perceive his route. ichiya i am sorry they treated you like this!!! you're not exactly my favorite but IM SO MAD FOR YOU!!!

about birushana if you do get around it hit me up!!! though now you know i'm not exactly the fastest replier out there... SORRY HAHA though i'm currently out of my otome phase atm?! my otome phases are usually 3 months max, and it happens once or twice a year :-P still down to talk about it anytime though! see how i got so enraged at the mention of ichiya's route! smh he is done so dirty!!!!!!!!!

[nebulous-tundra]

hate you sm because i read your jumin posts and instantly i redownloaded mysme and BOOM jumin route

When will someone be brave enough to stop me

[vouxie-studio]

Hello! I just wanted to say I'm replaying your game like third time (almost all routes, Im gonna fix that for a moment) I just LOVE it so much. Everything's amazing. Totally can't wait for more. Have a good day, Jay!

Aww thank you!

I’m so busy with assignments these days that I hardly have any time for developing Chapter Four and I miss writing the LIs so much (╯︿╰) can’t wait for my break so I can spend more time on the game bhdc

You have a great day too!

[ohsweetflips]

i have a genuine arcana question! I really want to play it and actually did part of it a while back, but i really felt like it was a bit of a money sink... it seemed really cool so i guess im wondering if its worth it?

i'm putting this under the cut just bc it got long!!! :D

okay so!!! i have honestly been thinking abt this a lot and, like, i will admit that i was kinda retroactively shocked by how uhhh quickly i spent like Real Money on the arcana? i think that's kinda like the kicker of having a lot of like $1/$5 options? to be fair as much as i am living in the arcana rn, it's whole play model Does seem to be based in, ah, microtransactions!

and like for a hot minute, i was quick to drop like small amounts on coins bc i do work, so i had the mantra of "well i'm getting paid in a week so-" but still i'd be careful with that!! like i've been playing for almost a month and it was really in that first week where i was like "well $1/$5... it's not that much" which like! tbh i don't wanna be like "no never spend money on a game ever" bc that'd make me. a hypocrite! and also to a degree, like, ik people talk abt microtransactions a lot in video games, but i don't think any in-game purchase at all is a bad thing, and i think it's fine to treat yourself once in a while! but also i am purposely replaying julian's route (and replaying it slowly) so that i can start racking up coins to carry over into the replay/the next arc i want to play (because you get free coins every day from the tarot daily section, and 40 coins per day by watching ads)

but also!! i think it's also good to just kinda think abt the kind of person you are when it comes to spending? like to put myself on blast, i have become Very Prone to impulse purchasing, especially when i'm in a rough patch, bc apparently retail therapy is a very real thing akjdsjksdkj so after i finished julian's route, i metaphorically sat myself down and was like "nope, no, this cannot become a habit!!! the coined options will still be there later, you can take your time and replay the game, which you want to do anyway"

but that is also bc i Know that i have... the type of personality that really latches onto stuff like that? like, little things that, on it's own, don't cost a lot of money, and it makes me feel happy, so i'm like "well, it's only X amount!" and then. yeah.

but also i have to be transparent here and say that i am also coming from a place of like. privilege, where i'm working full-time and i still live at home, so there is a degree of financial security that allows for me to have spending money. which is also why i don't want to uncritically be like "go ahead! treat yourself!" bc like, it might also be dependent on your current situation!!

and also my more harsher critique of the arcana Asides from the paywall is that like....... tbh the better scenes in the game Are behind the in-game coin paywall (and also tbh only 3 of the 6 arcs are enticing enough to me to consider grinding for coins to parry that paywall). and that tbh is def part of the business model bc, like, a lot of the free options cut off the chapters so quickly and that to me isn't worth it, like being very frank if i only chose the options that didn't use the coins, idk if i would have liked it nearly as much

so tldr (i'm sorry i ramble), the arcana has become what i have latched onto right now, and i love the story! however, i will be honest, most of that "worth" factor comes from the content behind the in-game paywall, which is then behind an actual real paywall. so if you're in a place where you have some spending money and won't blow a shit-ton of money on a game, then the choice is up to you! i don't want any of this to feel like i am Telling you what to do with your money, and at least how i see it, what helped me was essentially telling myself "you are forming a habit that will dig you into such a deep hole, just take your time, save up the in-game currency, and replay." so like!! i think the arcana as a game is very fun and i am fixating so hard on it rn, however whether it's Worth the paywall is dependent on your situation, i think

(and also just bc i'm Anxious, i would consider this less advice and more so "hey, i'm someone with an impulse spending habit and here is how i see/navigate the arcana paywall")

(edit: okay i'm rewording my take on the free arcana content, bc it's not that it's not good! closer to the end of julian's route, i started being a lot more picky with What coined options i used, and i still had a very fun time!! and tbh that gave me incentive to want to replay bc now i have new stuff to still look forward to!! it's more so that the scenes unlocked with the coined options are very fun, and i think they're a good incentive to save up for!!! :D)

[purekesseltrash]

This is my final ask talking about BTD so it has to be perfect, I literally created a google doc so I wouldnt fuck it up before I sent it

Shoji replaying a song over and over while doing a task reminded me of when I listened to “Ophelia” by The Lumineers on repeat while drinking coffee on my kitchen counter and lemme tell ya, I’ve been chasing that high ever since

Yeah knowing you'd have *some* family but not all of them after coming out sucks major ass but its the truth, I'm ever so grateful that the only person who would react negatively that I know would be my maternal Grandmother whos a narcissistic bitch who I haven't spoken to in years so like, i dont give a shit what she thinks but I know that it would be hard on Shoji seeing how family oriented he is in this story and him knowing his relationships with his siblings and parents would be rocky makes my heart break for him

OOOOO BITCHHHHHH HES TEXTING HIMMMMMMM

That went over a lot smoother than I thought it would, I mean i'm incredibly happy that they’re like, getting together, but I honestly expected it to be more drawn out

Awww Tokoyami getting their as fast as he could and Shoji being soft for domestic Tokoyami

Sweet jesus I can relate to Shoji just randomly thanking his friend for being his friend, the amount of times I’ve wanted to just ominously text my friends a “thank you for everything” is too many to count

I LOVE GRITTY, HE REMINDS ME OF MY CAT WHOS A MAINE COON (his names Chewie if you're interested)

I knew Mic would suck at cooking, its just so him

I practically squealed at Shoji changing Tokoyami’s contact name to Fumikage

Okay, little background story, I keep a list in my notes app of headcanons for Tokoyami and literally one of them on there says word for word “Dogs absolutely love him and he loves them right back” so im SO GLAD you made him a dog person, making him a cat person seems like the easy route

LAWYER MOM IS INTRODUCED i honestly didn't picture her as a blonde but now I see it

Tokoyami’s mom being incredibly enthusiastic reminds me a lot of my mom, she always get excited when people have pride flags hanging up and suggested we get a pride flag so that made me appreciate my mama more than I already have been

I swear to god my eyes got as big as saucers hearing the part about cheesecake because I'm from New Hartford and forgot Hartford was a different city.

I can just picture Aizawa SLAMMING the brakes and whipping his head around, hair flying, as he looks at Shoji

“And he let out a breath he hadn't known he was holding” how much more cliche could you get, not gonna lie that made me laugh

All right I have to confess something. I've skipped every transcript of Put Your Sticks Up because I was impatient and wanted to get to the story. Now you know my biggest secret, I always felt bad but would get frustrated cause I wanted to hear ‘bout my boys.

The last precious worm ask! I am finally on my laptop so I can give this the proper attention.

Ngl, when my head isn't working, I will just put on one song and play it over and over and over and over and over until something comes into my head. My ShinOji fic 'Gold Rush' came from that. Still not sure how I managed to make a somewhat decent fic out of a song about gentrification but my mind is a wild and wonderful place.

Yeah, Shouji goes through it with his family. One thing that I can say though is that as Shouji starts to get more and more successful with his art, Tokoyami starts to spitefully send articles and reviews written on his work to his parent's house. He never gets a response but doesn't expect to, he just feels like they should see how amazing their son is, goddamnit. The one day, a letter comes back. Tokoyami opens it, expecting it to be them telling him to knock it off and instead, one of the pictures has been sent back with 'This is beautiful' written in pen, an arrow pointing to one of his vases. Tokoyami then has to show it to Shouji and explain what he did. Shouji cries basically all night. That starts a very, very tenuous back and forth with his mom.

Gonna put the rest of this under a break because it's gonna be long

You should have seen my first outline if you thought this was quick with them figuring it out. Basically, the only reason that Tokoyami broke it off in the first place was because he didn't see that there was a chance of it working. They worked so well otherwise. Amazing chemistry, complimentary senses of humor, Tokoyami didn't want to break it off at all. He just felt like he had to because otherwise they were both going to get more hurt. So when Shouji was like 'okay, but actually I do want to try this', he was all in.

Ojiro is legit Shouji's first real friend. Which is really really sad given that they met when they were eighteen but Shouji never really got a chance to do anything normal.

Maine Coons rule and Chewie is an excellent name for them. I was going to name their cat after Marie Phillipe Poulin, the greatest women's hockey player ever, but I decided that Gritty would be funnier. Mic as a bad cook is deeply satisfying, I picture him being like me, just all 'okay but I just do enough to make something to survive on and uh.... who needs all the details and stuff'.

The name change actually came from my beta. They asked why his contact was still Western Civ Tutor in the beginning of the chapter and I was like 'oooo, great way to show how they have changed'.

And maaaaaaaaaan. I'm sorry but how is someone who is a bird gonna like a cat. Nah. Tokoyami is a dog person. They do go on to get a dog. They were going to get a Shiba Inu or something catlike until Kenta came through with a hound puppy that he'd found in the rain while on his route and just dumps it in Shouji's lap like 'Surprise!'. They name it Lu after Roberto Luongo, famed goalie. The dog is a goddamned menace and Shouji ends up having to take it to classes and learn about dog training so they can all keep their sanity. He ends up loving Lu the most. (I do some part time dog training so I had to throw that in)

Tokoyami dyes his hair. He's actually a mousy blond under the dye like his mama. And yeah, my parents are hella supportive too. I figured it would be healthy for one of them to have accepting parents.

Aizawa was pretty pissed, ngl. For all that he should know better, he got caught up in the same shit that coaches tend to slip into, which is a responsibility because they have someone with potential that they must mold and then when they go on to do amazing things, they can feel a part of it. But then he realizes where he fucked up and how he was so busy seeing Shouji the hockey player that he couldn't see Shouji the person.

Listen, it's my fanfic, so I'm gonna get as cheesy as I damn well please. I'd written a super cheesy ending for the end of 'Black Sun' and was waffling on keeping it until somebody was like 'it's a fic, be as cheesy as you want'. I can has my cheese, as a treat.

WHAT IN THE FUCK WORM. HOW CONFUSED HAVE YOU BEEN THIS ENTIRE TIME?!?!?! this legit made me laugh out loud when I read it. GO BACK AND READ MIC'S SHOW!!! I set up so much stuff to try and prepare the reader to understand the emotional stakes, not to mention the basic facts of hockey! That being said, I get the feeling.

Thank you for this last super mega grande worm ask, sorry that it took me so long, I wanted to be able to give it my full attention. <3

[hes-writer]

A Cheat IV

How about when y/n is engaged with her boyfriend and how happy she is with her life but harry is still miserable. He misses her so much that he begs her to take him back, like literally begging. He tells her that he’ll do anything bc it hurts him to see her getting married with someone else. But y/n isn’t having any of it so she tells him “you already took my heart for granted and left me broken. But now i finally found my happiness again, you’re going to take that away from me too?”

Summary: Harry cheats, Y/N is happy

Warnings: angst

Word count: 3.6k

“That’s what I hoped and gee thanks, have fun with yours too if you ever get over me,”  Harry smirk at her menacingly.

She rolls her eyes, burning from the tears she held back. She remains strong.

“Don’t worry, I will.”

Y/N couldn’t believe how well things have been going for her. In the past eight months after her and Harry’s horrid conclusion to their relationship, Y/N had finally graduated from university after four grueling years of late nights and caffeine coursing through her system. She had gotten a puppy—something that she’d always wanted, but never took the initiative to get one. After tossing her cap in the air during the ceremony with Alan beside her, she was offered a job at a well-known law firm only a few weeks after. Everything is going great.

Not a few days ago, Alan had proposed to her and the engagement ring on her pinky finger was proof of a powering relationship, glimmering against the light of her wooden work desk serving as a backdrop. She smiles to herself, thinking how things finally turned around for her. One of her coworkers passes by, noticing the jewelry adorning her finger and stops to eye her suspiciously, a smile stretching over her face before squealing as Y/N nods shyly. She congratulates Y/N before walking away to her own table.

Y/N’s phone ‘dings’.

Alan

“hey babe, im cooking dinner tonight

what do u want? :))))”

She sighs with satisfaction, having someone supporting her through everything made her feel wanted. Alan is the perfect match for her. Regardless of dating for only six months (they've known each other since high school), he’s been a sturdy shoulder to lean on during the past two where she altered between crying over Harry or being a strong, independent woman that has had enough of being treated like shit. When he asked her out, granted a bit timidly since he wasn’t exactly sure if she was ready to move on, she hesitated but she trusts Alan. She also told herself that not all men are like Harry.

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Irene and Harry’s relationship didn’t last long after Y/N caught them in the bathroom. Actually, it ended not too long after. Since Harry’s attention was focused solely on her, Irene took advantage of that and asked him to purchase her a bunch of things that she ‘probably didn’t need’, Harry thinks. I mean, did she honestly need four of the same bags in different colours? Or having Harry book five-star restaurants around the city to celebrate Irene's friend's brother-in-laws birthday? Ridiculous. The price didn’t bother him as he had enough money to buy an island, but hearing her talk his ear off about a new Versace handbag or the recent fall line of Jimmy Choo heels that she just had to get her hands on; he’s had enough. Before officially officially splitting from Y/N, Irene had asked him to buy her stuff, sure, but it used to be minute things like a new perfume or some brand-name makeup. But now, it’s as if she thought her name was titled to Harry’s earnings, threatening to break up with him if he didn’t comply.

At first, he gave in to everything, mistaking the fear of Irene leaving him as something he was deathly afraid of. But now, realizing that the feelings he held for were nothing but sexual infatuation, something exciting and thrilling in his life. Now that he had nothing to hide, his life was giving an off vibe–yearning for Y/N’s presence. Yes, Harry missed Y/N.

He first felt a twinge in his heart in that bathroom, slowly but surely, it kept coming back stronger and more frequently. It happened especially before bed, when Y/N would usually speak to him about her day or ask him about his, or even caress him with gentle touches to calm him before sleeping, he misses her gestures that he only thought of as pestering and nagging during the last few months, but really it was nothing more than actions of love and concern. Irene never gave him a second glance, she cuddled into his chest, manicured razor sharp nails scratching his chest as if to be done as a calming notion, but Harry feels it as a burning sensation that urged him to shift uncomfortably from the woman beside him.

Irene was different from Y/N, stating the obvious. Y/N cleaned the house routinely, cooked the most flavourful dishes, and stocked the kitchen and bathroom with supplies efficiently. Harry believes in splitting the workload and chores between people who lived in the house –which was both of them– but Y/N took special charge in the household activities, saying that Harry needs his rest after being busy the whole day. He feels like a jerk sometimes knowing that she was stressed too, yet she continues to work harder than anyone he’d ever met. Besides that, his comparison was that Irene was rather unforgiving with chores. She’d requested many times that Harry hire someone else to do the work for them, she didn’t even live with him! Saying that her nails were too expensive or that her hands were too precious to handle the pressure of cleaning anything in the house. And when Harry did hire someone, she looked down on the helper as if she had the right to do so. Harry powered through her attitude for the good—recently mediocre— sex and the company.

As things got worse, he didn’t know how much more of Irene he can handle. When he received the news that she was cheating on him with her boss, he snapped. He spoke to that guy in person about giving Irene a promotion and this was how they repaid him. Frankly, it didn’t hurt as much as he’d thought; it didn't hurt as much as his break up with Y/N. He was relieved that she wasn’t going to be around anymore. But all things have an equal and opposite reaction because now, Harry felt extra lonely.

The slight twinge in his heart built into something grander when he was left alone with his own thoughts. Replaying his memories with Y/N trying to see where it went wrong. And at that moment, Harry realizes that it was all his fault. He was the reason why they drifted, he was the reason why she packed her things and left their house with nothing but a few stacks of bills in her hands to last for a few months because he’d essentially kicked her out of his life. What was he thinking?

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Y/N was on her lunch break for the day, deciding to grab food at the cafe a few blocks from the firm. She was hastily carrying herself through crowds of people with somewhere to go. Once she arrived, she stands behind a lengthy line of customers waiting to state their order to the cashier. Although Y/N rarely strays from getting her regular items, she scans the menu briefly anyway.

Her turn comes, ordering and paying for her food, she was asked to wait on the left side. The main entrance bell chimes, indicating that someone new had either left or entered the caf��.

Harry walks in with his grandpa hat covering much of his hair and he hopes that it's doing a good job at disguising his face. His hands held tight in his pockets as his lanky legs move him to the line-up. He did not need to look at the menu since he always gets his coffee black. Instead, his eyes scan the area, looking for watchful eyes from people who have recognized him or casually inspecting his surroundings for the sake of it. His eyes land on a familiar head of hair that he has to blink thrice to make sure of what he was really seeing.

There stood Y/N clad in her matching pantsuit, hair in a ponytail and a bag clutched on her elbow. She looks sideways and he was blessed with a side profile of her face. Oh, how he misses her. He decides to take a detour from his usual escapades and makes a beeline towards her.

"Hey"

Y/N turns around, face visibly displaying a mixture of disappointment, confusion, and anger upon seeing Harry.

"Hi," she says curtly, before turning around as her name was called. She grabs her latte and croissant, turning around swiftly before lightly knocking shoulders with Harry's broad ones, make an escape route to the exit. Even though she still had an hour or so left on her break, she doesn't think that she could handle spending any more time with Harry in the vicinity. So she exits and makes it out on the street that has cleared some during her fifteen minutes indoors.

"Y/N! Y/N, wait. Please," Harry shouts from behind her, weaving his way around people blocking his way to Y/N.

"What do you want, Harry?" You.

"I saw you and wanted to say hi," he explains, eyes finding hers trying to find any kind of emotion that meant she was somehow glad to see him. H finds none.

"Well, you said hi. See you around," Y/N briskly tries to walk away once again but is stopped when he grabs her wrist. A chill makes its way up her spine, heart beating untimely. She gulps.

"Please, Y/N. Let's talk,"

She pretends to look at her watch, rolling her eyes before saying, "Fine. You've got ten minutes,"

The pair walk side-by-side towards a nearby park. The silence between them was uncomfortable for both. Sitting on a bench, Harry shifts his body facing her, clearing his throat.

"I want to apologize for-for what I did before," Y/N can tell that he's nervous by the way his body language breaks down in from of her.

"You mean when you cheated on me and I caught you fucking her brains out in the bathroom? Or was it when you knew that your feelings changed for me but you led me on anyway?" Y/N raises her brows accusingly.

He gulps in response.

"Y-yeah for that. Look, I thought about it and it turns out that I still love you, Y/N. I still have feelings for you,"

She takes a bite of her croissant, shifting her gaze somewhere else and further emphasizing how uncomfortable she was feeling right now.

"And if you'd let me, I want to give it another try. I promise I won't ever do it again. You deserve the world and I'm willing to give it to you. I'll do anything that it takes to have you forgive me," he pleads seriously. If he had to jump off of a bridge for another chance at Y/N's love, he would do it. He will do anything to have Y/N forgive him. Anything.

He was blind without her, lost without any guidance and navigating the world alone. He needed Y/N to tell him that it was gonna be okay when times go rough; he needed Y/N to love him like she did before, the way he does for her right at this very moment. He wants to relive the past where he didn't take her for granted--when they were happy. And if he can't, he might as well give it another shot, to experience the happiness she brought him once again by trying the circumstances. He was ready for it if she was.

"I'm engaged, Harry."

His eyes were like laser beams boring through her face; eyebrows furrowing, lips pursing open and closed and his chest felt crushed from the force of her words. She didn't say in a tone to spite him or make him jealous, it was soft and gentle–merely stating a fact that he obviously missed out on because What?

"Engaged? Y/N, what are you talking about," He spits out nervously, not wanting to accept the truth but wanting to learn more about her status. It’d only been eight months, surely she couldn’t have moved on that fast. You’re one to talk, Harry. He snickers to himself.

"Alan and I—we're getting married," She takes a sip of her beverage, ring glinting against Harry's green eyes and he swears that he just saw his life flash before his eyes.

There it is. The ring that bonded Alan and Y/N together, glistening in the sunlight, taunting him. It rested so gently on her pinky as if it was meant to be there. When Harry imagined this moment, she wore a ring that he had given her because he was the one who got down on a knee, declaring his undying love for her, praising her for her beauty and grace, and asking her the question he'd pictured himself repeat about a hundred times under his breath trying to find the best way to ask her to be his wife.

"Y-you're getting married? Tell me you're lying," He sounds angry, demanding, and in disbelief of what's unfolding right in from of his eyes and ears. "Tell me that you're pulling my leg, love," he says his second statement with great vulnerability, voice cracking in the middle of it to which Y/N retracts her neck, appalled.

"No, I'm not kidding. Why would I do that?" Y/N was confused about why Harry was reacting the way he is right now. Shouldn't he be happy for her? After all, he did break it off between the two of them so he had no right to feel hurt or pained. He had Irene.

"Because I wanted it to be me!" He all but yells at her face. Neck vein straining from the blood rushing to his brain, making him dizzy with the knowledge he just received. Palms sweating profusely forcing him to wipe it on his jeans before he takes hold of her empty hand, taking it in his own which she surprisingly lets him.

"I wanted it to be me. I want you to be mine and now I can't because he—he's the one you're going to marry," A lone tear falls down his eyes, nose starting to get runny from the emotions that overwhelm him. She tries to pull her hand back to herself, but he doesn't let her.

"Why are you crying? You wanted this, you wouldn’t have cheated on me if you didn't want me out of your life," She tries to reason and justifies with his previous actions. Everything was making sense until he spits out the bullshit of still loving her. And even so, why did he wait so long to find her and tell her?

"It was a mistake! I was stupid and a huge asshole, I didn't think of the consequences." He grasps tightly to her hand, fearing that this may be the absolute last time he'll be able to touch her like this. "I took advantage of you, of your love and I shouldn't have because you're the most amazing person in this world. You gave me chance after chance and I didn't deserve any of it b-but I just wished you'd give me another one,"

Harry brings her hand up to his lips, kissing it multiple times while looking in her eyes sincerely.

"I'm glad you know that you already took my heart for granted and left me broken. But now, I finally found my happiness again, you want to take that away from me too? Just so you'd feel satisfied with yourself for getting the girl again?" She pulls away.

"Thanks, I'm flattered but even if I was single, I wouldn't dare give you another chance regardless if you are Harry Styles. I don't care if you can give me the world or anything I want because all I needed was for you to love, trust, and be honest with me." She takes hold of her bag strap blindly, holding her coffee cup in hand and standing up. "You didn't give me any of those,"

Harry stands as well, not prepared to lose her once more. "But I can now! I'll love you so much and I will give every ounce of it out of my body. If that's what you want, I'll do it. Just please,"

"Can't you see, H? I'm happy with Alan now. I've moved on, forgotten about you. For god's sake, I'm getting married!"

Each word she darted out of her mouth was like a gunshot to Harry. Wounds getting deeper and his body feeling heavier than usual, the emotional toll it was giving him was too much for him to handle

"Please. Do the same for yourself. I may not love you the way I did before, but I still care about you," Y/N states gently to Harry. If anything she sees him as a friend, still cares for his well-being. From the short distance, she sees a few girls whispering to each other and pointing at him, obviously recognizing his stance and demeanor.

"But I love you, Y/N! Isn't that enough?"

She only smiles at him before shaking her head, "Sometimes love isn’t enough. Sometimes you have to act on it, and sometimes cheating isn’t a great way to prove that.”

“I hope she was worth it.”

And before he could fire back at a chance to defend himself, the group of girls approaches him suddenly, catching him off guard.

He could hear them requesting to sign their phone cases, could hear the shutter of their phone cameras capturing his dumbfounded face, could hear them chattering about his work and he could hear them praise him for all the things he wasn't. Even with the roar of his crowd performances echoing how much they loved him, nothing beats Y/N's soft voice voicing out an, "I love you, Harry" He feels one girl shake his arm, usually he'd politely ask them to not touch him but at the moment he felt numb.

Because a few meters away, he witnesses Alan and Y/N walking towards each other with the brightest smile on their faces. Greeting each other with a hug, everything about them screamed being in love. Like Harry was, except the girl he adored was loving another man. What hurts the most–when they kissed each others' lips tenderly and his mind plays tricks on him, envisioning that he was the guy that Y/N was with except it flicks back to reality much too soon than he’d like it to be.

His imagination is proof of what could've been him and Y/N spending the rest of their lives together but of course, he’d mess that future up. He stands there wishing he could turn back time, praying to whoever it is up there that could help him find love again. Because his heart continuously breaks seeing her be happy with somebody else.

——- If you like it, shoot me a message If you don’t, pretend you do requests are open!

[theasgardianbuckylaufeyson]

Marvel Preferences~ Your First Meeting

Tony Stark: This was the first business meeting Toni has been to in a while but it was the only one that he actually gives a shit about. This deal was to merge his company with a well known home technology corporation. All he could focus in as her walked into the board room was how much safer this would make everyone and how much easier it would make his job protecting said people. Only those thoughts are wiped completely from his mind when he seen you sitting in the chair opposite his. You on the other hand seemed rather unimpressed by the arrival of your soon to be business partner. On the outside you held a stone expression having already read up what you needed to know about the billionaire genius, but on the inside you were internally screaming. No amount of informant sheets could prepare you for how handsome the man before you looked.

After clearing his throat he steps forward and offers you his hand, “You must be Ms. Y/L/N.”

“Oh please, call me Y/N. And you must be Mr. Stark,” you replay as you rise from your seat and slip your hand in his expecting him to offer you a handshake.

Instead he turns your hand up right and places a kiss on the top before responding, “Please, call me Tony Mr. Stark was my father.”

Steve Rogers: It was nice for as early as it was in New York that morning but no one was going to complain, especially not you. Deciding to take advantage of the weather as much as you could even though you had to work that day you leashed up your dog and walked towards the park near your house. It was typically pretty quiet so you knew it would be the perfect spot. Steve had the same idea when his alarm woke him up and he soon discovered the weather. Quickly slipping on his running clothes and shoes he heads outside and to the one place he thinks is truly peaceful. He knew not many people came here at this time of day because he always ran there so he wasn’t paying attention to your dog running straight towards him in route for the stick that had landed a few feet away. Y/D/N crashed right into his legs causing him to topple to the ground with a huff.

“Oh my gosh I’m so sorry about that. I wasn’t paying attention when I threw the stick, I figured people normally weren’t here this early in the morning,” you exclaim while helping him stand back on his feet.

“It’s not a problem ma’am, I’m sure this little guy didn’t mean it anyway,” Steve replies petting your dogs head as he does so.

Bucky Barnes: The one time Steve convinced Bucky to visit the Captain America exhibit in the Smithsonian you were there intently studying the section dedicated to Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes. The two men watched you from afar at first, studying your every movement but attempting not to seem like creeps at the same time. After a few minutes more of staring Bucky couldn’t take it anymore and gave into his curiosity before he could stop himself. Walking right up to you he tried to muster up as much of his old courage and charm that he could before asking, “What ya doing there doll?”

Startled you slam your notebook to your chest and nervously shift your eyes anywhere but to the man beside you, “Im uh. I’m taking down some notes for a report I’m writing for my blog.”

“And what could there be to report on a dead guy?” the man questions with a snort.”

“A lot more than you think,” you retort before mumbling under your breath, “Especially when he's not dead you idiot.”

The comment was so quiet a normal person wouldn’t have heard it, but Bucky did and he stiffened instantly. If you knew he was alive that meant you knew he was the winter soldier. It also meant that you could possibly recognized him if you looked at him. After a moment of silence he decided he didn’t want to take the chance and bolted to where Steve stood in front of the video of Peggy. As he dragged a confused and dazed Steve out of the building he left an equally confused you behind.

Thor Odinson: You were friends with Pepper as well as both the female Avengers so naturally you were invited to all of Toni’s parties. And every time you said yes, no matter if you wanted to go or not because there was nothing like a Stark party. Tonight was one of those nights. You were wrapped in you Y/F/C dress all dolled up and leaning against the side of the bar, but you wished at that very moment you were anywhere else. While you were drowning in your own thoughts and wine coolers you didn’t notice the god admiring your from where he stood with Steve across the room. After another cup of Asgardian alcohol and some more encouragement from Steve, Thor finally makes his way over to where you are perched.

Offering you a warm smile he begins to speak, “Hello my lady, I am Thor the God of Thunder.”

“Hello Thor, I am Y/N,” you reply with a giggle as you take in the features of the god before you.

Clint Barton: Today was the first day of Avengers training. Before this you were just a typical assassin until SHIELD realized you were more than human. Your parents were fallen agents of HYDRA and injected you with the super soldier serum at a young age hoping it would turn you into one of their greatest assets. Instead their plans backfired and they created their greatest enemy. When you were old enough to leave you did and from that day on you were always with SHIELD. That was how you ended up in the Avengers training room now with both Black Widow and Captain America flanking you on either side ready for you to show them what you got. First Natasha approached you, but you’ve been doing this so much that you predicted her moves before she even took her first step and easily had her on the mat. Steve took a bot more force to take down, but using the momentum you had from Natasha you took him down just as fast leaving face to face with a man in the doorway of the room.

He began to clap slowly as he approached you, “I was coming to see if Nat wanted to train, but it looks like she has her hands full..I’m Clint.”

“I’m Y/N.”

Sam Wilson: You worked as a volunteer for numerous support groups and other veteran situations so when you got a call from a friend today asking you to fill in for her you didn’t really think twice about saying yes. Instead you got dressed and raced over to the building the session was being held in as fast as you could to help whoever she was supposed to work with that day. When you arrived you were greeted by a man’s back as he set up pamphlets by the door, oblivious to your arrival as it appeared.

Stepping forward you clear your throat and speak up, “Uh hi, Y/F/N couldn’t make it today so she asked me to fill in for her. I’m sorry I’m late, but this one last minute so I tried to get over as fast as I could.”

It is then that the man turns around with a smile present on his face, “That’s not a problem, I would've done the session alone if i had to.”

With a nod of understanding you offer him your hand, “Im Y/N Y/L/N.” “Sam Wilson,” he replies shaking your hand

Loki Laufeyson: You had been trapped in the dungeons of Asgard fora crime you didn’t do for longer than you could remember. There was word spread that your were a dark elf working for to turn on Odin and overthrown the throne. The only reason they didn’t execute you was because not all of their story checked out, Instead they locked you away until they knew they truth, the only issue was they weren’t trying to find any other leads leaving you down here to rot. Until one night when you’re nearly asleep on your cot you hear someone being thrown into the cell beside yours. Sitting up in shock you look over to see the one and only Prince of Asgard, Loki, being tossed into the cell angry and screaming. Though the guards didn’t acknowledge his tantrum you were staring intently at the man since he had grown into a handsome prince since you last saw him. When he realized you were staring though he instantly put an illusion up causing you to return to your attempted sleep.

Peter Parker: Today you started at one of the est school’s New York could offer and to say you were nervous would be an understatement. Even though you excelled at you old school, everyone who went here excelled at something or everything. As you walked the halls trying to find your first class you weren’t paying attention to what was in front of you and plowed right into a girl walking down the halls in the opposite direction.

“I am so sorry. I should have been paying more attention to where I was going instead of the school map,” you say quickly while trying to pick up your things.

“It’s cool. You must be the new girl, I’m Mj,” the girl replies brushing herself off.

“Yeah that’s me,” you sigh before studying your map again.

“What class do you have?”

“Uh, english.”

“Oh, that’s on the way to my class. I could show you if you want,” Mj offers kindly motioning to the way she was previously going.

“Really that’d be great, thanks,” you reply rushing to follow her.

When you reached the classroom you said goodbye and parted ways with her. You had seen Mj a few more times throughout the day so when lunch rolled around you were relieved to see her face once again. As you scanned the lunchroom for an open seat she called your name, drawing the attention of the other students in the cafeteria as well. Quickly you made your way to the open seat beside her and sat down smiling at all the other kids already seated at the table.

“Hi, Im Y/N,” you say introducing yourself with a smile.

“Im Ned and this is Peter,” one of the two boys across from you answers while the other just sits there dumbfounded.

[missjugheadjones]

Unspoken Words 2

 Word Count: 2170

    A/N: lol heres the 2nd part to Unspoken words, enjoy! I suggest the song mentioned in here, its one of my favs.  Also sorry for not posting as much, things are very crazy atm but im getting back to it. Much love!

MasterList

Jugheads POV-

    "Betty?" I said over the phone, hearing my sniffling girlfriend on the other end. "Yeah, I'm here, come outside." She sniffled again and I listened as she told me that she couldn't, her mom locked her inside the house for the night and no one was allowed in nor out.

    "So I can't come inside to see you?" I asked, and I listened as she told me I couldn't. My heart sank a little bit, not because I couldn't go in and see her, but because I had just left Y/N heartbroken and crying alone in her house for this.

    "Yeah, no I get it. I'll just see you tomorrow." I said, and hung up the phone, throwing it on the seat next to me. I leaned my head on the steering wheel and sighed, I was truly and idiot today. I kicked myself, closing my eyes trying to stop myself from crying, but behind my shut eyes images of Y/N played like a movie. Her smiling, the way her eyes light up anytime she tells an awful pun and everyone groans, the sound of her laugh when she shoots sarcastic comments my way.

    I replayed memories of our time at Pops, late nights in the quiet diner, the only sounds that are audible are of the neon lights buzz, Pops whistling from back into the kitchen, and the tapping of keys and scratches of lead on paper. While I wrote she drew, or also wrote, but she preferred the look of her scribbled words on paper, the smears of black on her hands as evidence of a nights work. A tattered notebook with crumbled pages, a worn and old look, inside the ins and outs of her mind were translated into pictures and poems, proof that there was a beautiful mind behind her beautiful eyes. She thought the digital route to her genius felt cheap, she liked the messy, tangible work that she could carry around with her, and I always admired her for it.

     Memories of the Twilight-Drive In came next, sitting next to her out in the cold air. We'd sit in the back of my dads truck, blankets and pillows sprawled across the bed of the truck, popcorn and candy pieces littered throughout from our many mini food fights we'd randomly break out in. If it was especially cold, she'd sit closer to me, leaning her head on my shoulder and I'd pull one of the many blankets over her. This was when she was most peaceful, sometimes I would purposely tune out the movie and try my best to listen in on her slow and quiet breaths, finding comfort in the serenity of it. I'd look down at her, admiring how her soft features would glow in the dim light of the movie projection and the night sky. She really was beautiful, and I'm sure that these were the nights where it really stood out to me.

    Not only was she beautiful physically, but mentally as well. She had been through so much, endured so much bullshit yet she still had a soft and warm personality that would draw people in. She was energetic, magnetic, electric. Every word she spoke you could hear the emotion behind it, even if it was a useless sentence that had no meaning at all. She was a human piece of art really, she was all of the art in the world placed into a breathing, living person. Poetic and colourful, abstract but simple, she is everything that I felt was beautiful in the world.

    Then came the heartbreak, the memory I wanted so badly to forget about, to ignore, but it was now stuck in my brain.  I led her on, didn't I? And not only that, but I left her crying and alone after. The tears started to fall, and I couldn't help but feel the burn of self hatred rise up from my stomach to my chest. She was broken, on the floor with tears falling from her beautiful (y/e/c) eyes, and it was all my fault because I decided to do something stupid. I decided to almost let my true feelings slip, I should have told her, I should have stayed.

    Y/N is a smart girl, she knows how to put pieces together, and she's quite good with words and if she knows a person well enough, like she knows me, she can guess what is about to come out of their mouth. She knew what I was going to say, I could see the gleam in her eye, the one that time and time again tells me that she feels the same. I brought her up and I let her crash... I am the worst person ever. It would take a miracle for her to forgive me, hell it would take a miracle for me to forgive myself.

    I straightened up and wiped the tears off my face, crying about Y/N in front of Bettys house felt wrong in some sort of sense. Thinking these thoughts about Y/N in front of Bettys house felt wrong, I just need to get away from Betty. I started up my car and ran my hand through my beanie-less hair, pulling away from the familiar home, looking back slightly to see another lone illuminated window, Bettys. And just like with Y/N, I drove away. I was gone.

Your POV-

    "You look cute with that hat on." Jughead said, smiling towards me. I looked up from my notebook and blushed, rolling my eyes and smiling.

    "Not as cute as you." I say, tapping my pencil on the paper. Jughead chuckles, shaking his head.

    "And that's where your wrong, princess." My chest warms up at the use of his nickname for me. At one point it was used to tease me, a nickname given to me by my best friend who said I acted like a princess most of the time. Now that we are together though, its turned into something more, I'm not just any princess, I'm his, and he is my prince, and I wear his crown to show that I'm his and he is mine.

    "Last time I checked, I'm never wrong, thank you though." I snap back sarcastically, beaming at him as he closes his laptop half way and looks admiringly my way.

    "I wouldn't be so sure about that, weren't you wrong today?" he asks, and I fake surprise.

    "Was I? I don't recall."

    "Yes, I'm pretty sure you were. We were listening to music in the car ride home from school and I was listening to 'Atlanta' and you tried to guess who it was by." he says, and I sink a little in my seat, trying my best to keep up my poker face.

    "None of this is ringing a bell, Beanie. I think it was just all in your imagination." I reply, shrugging and leaning back in my seat.

    "No, I still don't think so. You know the song Atlanta right, who is it by then?" he asks, smirking my way and I stutter, trying my best to think of the artist he had told me earlier.

    "Well, I-uh... twenty one pilots?" I guessed, and he threw his head back in laughter.

    "No, Stone Temple Pilots. Close though, but not really." he says once his laughter dies down a bit, and I roll my eyes.

    "Whatever, same difference." I shoot back, and he shakes his head.

    "Not even close." he says, and I shrug.

    "I'll get it at some point." I say confidently, and he nods.

    "I'm sure you will." he opens his laptop all the way again and starts to type, and I watch as his eyes dance across the screen and listen to the sound of keys being hit. He looks so happy, you can see it in his eyes that this is when he is most peaceful. Sometimes I stare at him, watching as he types away on his laptop, and I swear I can see the gears turning behind his loving eyes. I admire how the neon lights of the diner illuminates his face, creating an orange-y red glow that accentuates the features of his face. Sometimes I swear this is where I notice how handsome he really is, right here in this booth when he's happy and content and busy.

    I look down at my notebook, the words and doodles scribbled across the page, the smear marks of the lead being dragged across the page from my hand. I love it when a new, untouched white page in my notebook becomes a light grey, decorated with my thoughts. I stare at tonights masterpiece, just some random writing about Jughead that I had thought up of, and a doodle of a beanie that looks like a crown. As I look up from my notebook, I see he is looking at me.

    "Is there something on my face?" I asked, and he shakes his head.

    "No, nothing out of the normal. Just the usual cuteness." he says, and I laugh.

    "The cheese is strong with you, isn't it?" I asked, and he laughs as well.

    "Hey, maybe I like being cliché, did you ever think of that?" he asks, closing his laptop and placing it in his bag.

    "Yes, I have. Its not a hard thing to pick up on, especially since you do it so often." I reply, closing my notebook and placing it in my small backpack I use instead of a purse. I slide out of the booth seat and stand up, stretching slightly as Jughead stands up as well. I start to make my way to the door until a hand grabs my wrist and turns me around, facing Jughead. He smiles down at me and I smile up at him.

    "Have I ever told you how happy I am that I finally fixed my mistake?" he asks, which is an odd question, but those are never few and far between with Juggie.

    "What mistake?" I asked quietly, and he shrugs slightly.

    "I had bad judgement, I made a haste decision that ended up being the wrong one, and fixing it was probably the best thing that has ever happened to me." he tried to explain, yet he was still being so vague.

    "What was your wrong decision?" I asked, and he opened his mouth to say something, but a banging noise drowned whatever he said out.

    "Now do you understand?" he questioned, and I shook my head.

     "No, I didn't catch what you said, the noise was too loud." I explained, and he looked down at me confused.

    "What noise?" he asked.

    "The loud banging noise." I said, shocked he hadn't heard it too.

    "I think you're lo-" there it goes again, the noise. I can't hear the second part of his sentence, and now i'm even more confused than before.

    "Did you hear it just then?" I asked, sure he had to have heard it.

    "No, are you feeling okay?" he asks me, and I take a seat back in the booth, I feel a little dizzy.

    "No, not really, I think I just need to-"

    "Wake up?" he suggests, and I look at him confused.

    "Wake up?" I asked, and he nods his head.

    "You should probably wake up, go see what the noise was." he says, and I shake my head.

    "But I'm not asle-" the noise is louder this time, more urgent sounding, like someone is banging on a door.

    "Are you going to get that?" Jughead asks, and I shake my head.

    "Get what?" I ask, and he opens his mouth to respond, but before he can I cut him off. "You know what, it doesn't matter, just tell me what your wrong decision was." I say, and he shrugs.

    "I think you need to wake up." he says, sitting in the seat of the booth across from me.

    "But-"

    "I can't tell you what you want to know. But I'm sure whatever is making that noise can." he says, and I shake my head.

    "The only one who can tell me left. He ran out, back to the one who he belongs with." I say, and Jughead shrugs.

    "Have a little faith, you still have faith in him right?" he asks, and I slowly nod.

    "I have no choice but to. When you're in love with someone, faith in them kind of comes naturally." I say, feeling quite tired. I yawn, and the diner starts to get blurry, and darker. I blink and things around me are now completely dark, and I'm laying down. I sit up slowly, raising my hand to my head and I feel the beanie on me. It was a dream. Of course it was a dream.

Knock! Knock!

    Who the hell is here right now? I look at my phone and see its 1:27am, its a little early for visitors, who in their right mind wants to talk to me now?

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[jazzmckay]

i bought the original fallout games, here is a semi-liveblog of how fo1 went, with pictures. this is a very long wall of text and image heavy combo post

lots of spoilers, obviously

warnings for video game animal death, sadly

- i made a character with stats that are heavily recommended for a smooth fo1 playthrough since i wasnt sure how well i’d take to the old mechanics and such, but i definitely plan to replay sometime with an unarmed build instead because unarmed is My Jam

- in shady sands, i found a book with a cat on it in a bathroom that gave this message

i looked it up later because I Had To Know and it turns out its pornography. the vault dweller can thoroughly inspect this book in their inventory and still have no idea what it is. amazing.

- other than recruiting ian, nothing too interesting happened in the shady sands/vault 15 portion of the game

horned kangaroos. sure

- got to junktown and stumbled into dogmeat mostly by accident, i was just passing by and SUDDENLY DOG. he’s beautiful and bites people a lot and i love him. here is a random picture just because

- ian keeps shooting dogmeat accidentally. ian youre fired

- every time i pick up something new i expect there to be a purpose to it (the first time i looted a lighter i was sure i’d need it for SOMETHING) but it seems to be the equivalent of picking up an ashtray in later games: useless and valueless. for instance

- i keep forgetting to put away my weapons before going into non-hostile towns and one of these days im just gonna make everyone mad at me probably

- tandi is lovely, she’s one of my favourite characters. i had to start the “save tandi from the khans” mission a couple times because the first time i did it i had enough speech to just get tandi and leave and like. i love the great khans in fnv so i didnt wanna kill them all but there were Noticeably Distressed People asking for help so i had to do it. and then tandi got killed. so eventually i just got the fighting out of the way first and lockpicked her out on my own

- then i got to the First Deathclaw. sup harold, who later becomes a tree

“gonna kill it”  what a good and accurate dialogue option.

- the deathclaw killed tycho twice and i reloaded until we all survived, idk why it kept going after tycho instead of me, apparently tycho looks more leaderly than i do rip. anyway that allowed me to get really close w/o much danger so i could just shoot it in the eyes it was fine

- i got the water chip back to the vault with plenty of time left over. unfortunately it seems i should have gone back to visit earlier for a couple more quests but alas, i missed them. i also have a quest in junktown thats bugged and i probably wont be able to finish it rip

excuse me that was a unique gun

(i ended up reloading anyway and got it back. i decided i didnt want to kill any of the feral ghouls in necropolis if it could be avoided and it turns out their perception is garbage, so it is indeed possible)

excuse me x2

the bodies around the glow. pff

- speaking of the glow, it was very stressful. i triggered almost every single trap, probably, and also didnt think of the fact that i could kill the robots while they were still deactivated until after id gone through a pretty nasty fight with a batch of them. it was mostly fine though, other than having to get dogmeat to stay put somewhere a couple times bc tycho kept shooting him with shotgun burst fire. tycho youre also fired and im taking the fancy shotgun back.

- also there was sooo much good but heavy loot in that place GOD i did not have the inventory space. my need to hoard everything and pawn off stuff to get The Most Caps Possible made it very difficult. might go back sometime if im allowed? i have enough rad-x for it, in any case (spoiler alert i was way too distracted and busy with everything else to try going back)

- joined the brotherhood, got power armour, am still overcapacity even with the strength stat boost. need to find some merchants with refreshed inventory.

- the brotherhood tech looks so fancy in this game. its so. clean? i guess part of that might be that it isnt as far away from the war yet and its a high end bunker but damn

- also got one of my fav fallout weapons ever the power fist!!!

ayyy! since my build is more for guns, i ended up giving it to ian and hes pretty incredible with it so it works out.

- finally made it down to the boneyard/adytum. everyone here is grumpy and sketchy. i spent a lot of time trying to talk to anyone i could and get information before making any quest commitments

including a fella who gave me a tarot reading!!!

- the adytum deathclaws were pretty damn easy to deal with, with power armour and a sniper rifle. pretty much just baited them from a distance so they wasted movement getting close while getting sniper crits lmao i have a ton of perks for higher crit chance/damage and it def helped

- GOT KATJA AND I LOVE HER. im always picking up her knives for her but im willing to do this for her because i love her. (once i got a chance to juggle inventory i gave her a ripper so i no longer had to pick up the throwing knives, i just get to watch her saw everything up with one knife in particular its great)

- anyway the radioactive goo around the gun runners base posed a much more lethal opponent than the deathclaws. all four of my companions took turns ignoring the BRIDGE OF SAFETY to just walk across the goo a couple times no matter how i moved or where i told dogmeat to sit for a bit. hell

i love this

- the followers of the apocalypse always have and always will be my favourite faction of fallout. i really enjoyed chatting with everyone there in between taking down the regulators. it seems they liked me enough to send me backup for taking on the cathedral, which is kind of them but proved to... cause complications. more on that later

- got back to the brotherhood bunker to do some inventory management and misc. quests because after enough faffing about i decided it was time to deal with the cathedral. i liked the idea of starting with the master and taking out the head so to speak before going to the military base to clean up afterwards. i got everyone as armoured and well equipped as i could and headed down

how do you do fellow kids!!

- talked to laura from the followers and she let me into the back room with the staircase, all while im being followed by like four followers invaders. i am so obviously Trouble, surrounded by followers of the apocalypse but i guess thats fine

- THE PROBLEM IS. THEY GET IN THE WAY. the staircase leads to areas with very little space to move around and i had to reload like 5 times for no reason other than the followers were in my way and i couldnt do a single damn thing. they also made it impossible to be stealthy, even when i could get around them because id have to circle around so much id get spotted easier. just a nightmare. in future playthroughs ill just avoid getting help from the followers i guess :(

- so because of all that i ended up going a route i didnt really want to: completely diplomatic. im a huge fan of diplomacy and resolving issues without violence in fallout games but this was actually a rare situation where i preferred to do a little shooting. sometimes you gotta. i wanted to go through the cathedral manually, loot a lot of corpses, and take on the master in combat, but the only way to get the job done without half my companions dying because the followers of the apocalypse where in the way was to convince morpheus to take me directly to the master and use speech/the sterility holodisk to talk the master down. sigh

- at least we got to shoot some stuff on the way out, but with the countdown to detonation going, i wasnt sure how much time id have to look around/loot so pretty much just went through running and gunning

rest in fuckin pieces

- decided to just get every single special stat implant that i hadnt already taken. we’re heading into the endgame now and i figured i might as well go all out. time to get us all into perfect order. this includes my poor puppy dogmeat who had had an injured leg since a fight in the hub before i went to the boneyard. my doctor skill was really bad and im not sure if theres any other way to heal a companions limbs, so after my post-cathedral level up, i put all my points into doctor just to help out my sweet baby boy

- military base time lads here we go

- i bullshit and lockpick my way in through the front door without having to fire a single shot. cool

- inside theres a lot of mutants and computers and forcefields. i sneak to a computer and change a whole bunch of settings, not really understanding what im actually doing, somehow this kills 3 of the mutants? i go over there and sneak kill the last in that area and poke around the other computers. some new force fields come on but theyre yellow instead of red. they still hurt. what is the meaning of this. i never really figured it out 

- i wasnt sure what else to do at this point and there was a red force field over the elevator door still so i say fuck it if this goes bad ill just reload and attack the room with like 10 mutants hanging about. it goes REALLY WELL until one of the brotherhood fires off a rocket

THANKS IT WAS COMPLETELY USELESS

- so i reloaded because i refuse to let this be a thing and i pickpocketed all the ammo off rocket man over here. try and slaughter half my team now, fool. 

- this definitely went much better:

im the stealth man 

- after this all thats left really is dealing with the lt., getting the access codes, and blowing this popsicle stand. unfortunately the lt. fight results in the death of my good pup boy dogmeat rip. i really wanted to reload and save him but honestly im not sure i could do much better than no casualties other than dogmeat. i very nearly lost katja and ian as well. in another playthrough, now that i know wtf im doing, i think i could do better, but with this playthrough i think saving 3/4 companions is pretty dang good

- here we go again with the countdown to detonation. on the way out of the elevator, one of the remaining brotherhood dudes got in my way just like the followers at the cathedral. i killed him and didnt feel too bad about it bc literally no other option but to reload and i just wanted Out Of There with what was left of my companions

- i took screenshots of the slideshow at the end but its a lot and all pretty standard, i think. other than the sad fate of necropolis (which im not sure how to avoid, if its even possible?), i think i got all the “good ending” stuff

- aaand back to vault 13

yo dog fuck u

i mean whatever, i didnt really want to go back to the vault anyway.

i know what the canon vault dweller does because i know who the player character in fallout 2 is already but my vault dweller is probably happy to go back to some of the places she visited on her journey and leave the vault behind. i imagine she revisited all the places she’d been to check in on everyone and then wander north (with..... katja........) and eventually settle down and blah blah spoilers for fallout 2 which i will be playing soon probably [thumbs up]

[chibinekochan]

Hi💗I wanted to thank you for your amazing work and that I am so glad for finding your blog. This is my first request ever Could you write a fabric with MC x Jumin, where Jumin's dad doesn't approve of her first and because he thinks MC isn't enough for his son and tries to persuade him in marrying an other powerful heiress. But the plot is that MC is a trust fund kid but in an other country but she hasn't told him. I hope this is not too specific and you can change the story if you want 💗

Im glad you like my writing and I´m glad you found my little space.I´m thankful for all your support ! I know you liked a lot of thethinks I made it really means a lot to me.

Thatgoes to all of my lovely followers of course. I would benothing without you !

I´m honored to do your first request ever.

Its not too specific at all. I can picture that Sr Han is doingsomething like that.

I´ll do it as au since it would not make much sense after Juminsroute it also makes it more fun to write.

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You had kept your upcoming as a offspring from a wealthy family asecret from the RFA. It was part of the agreement that you had withyour father. You wanted to be independent from him and from him andfrom his money. You wanted to prove him and yourself that you coulddo it without him. So you left the country and your more thensheltered life to life in Korea. It was really hard for you to getused to the commoner ways. You where more then happy that you atleast had a grandmother that lived in Korea she was the main reasonwhy you wanted to live in this country in the first place. She alwayshad told you about the country and you where eager to find out more.Of course you messed often up but you always tried your best. Youthen got leaded to the apartment from Unknown. It was easy for himsince you where naive enough to believe him.

You liked the apartment though and you had some experience withplanning partys thanks to your mother. You liked the lively people inthe RFA and you wanted to tell them the r´truth but you knew that ifyou did your father would force you to return home. It became harderby the day.

Specially after you fell in love with Jumin. You really not hadplanned to like him that much specially when he came from a richfamily himself the exact world you wanted to escape from. He feltdifferent to you though you felt a connection to him like with no oneelse. Maybe it was because you both where that similar. Your feelingsonly grew after you met on the RFA party. You kept on calling eachother when times got hard and before you knew it you wanted to meetmore and more. You knew you should tell Jumin the truth even whenthat would mean that you eventually had to return back home. It madeyour heart feel heavy but you not wanted to lie to Jumin.

Then one day in the chat he told everyone about the plans his fatherhad for Jumin. It was so bad to hear that he was suppose to marry awoman that he not loved and on top of that you secretly regrettedthat you not told Jumin earlier that you are also have a wealthybackground.

You thought that if Sr. Han knew that your family was rich he wouldnot oppose it but to say it now of all times was also not right toyou. If Jumin thought that you where just after his money or hisstatus that would be very awful to you.

What could you do though lie or tell the truth and risk yourrelationship ?

You had a hard time to figure it out you seek guidance from yourgrandmother she always was wise in such situations. This time she gotkind of angry at you though. Since she really not liked it that youkept it hidden for so long that you where in love. You feel terribleabout that. Then she tells you that you need to follow your heart andthat she would take care of your father in worse case scenario afterall you are an adult and she would be their to support you no matterwhat.

You are glad about that and you plan to tell Jumin the truth afterall he been really open about everything with you. You call him andask if you can come over. Jumin has nothing against it since hewanted to talk to anyway about the engagement that he not even agreedto.

You end up talking about Jumin´s  feelings about this wholeengagement think and he really does not like that. He talks about howhis father just decided that without him and he is strongly againstit. You know how he feels your father was also ever like that to you.

Jumin really dislikes it how his father tries to persuade him and youagree with him you really not want him to marry anyone that he doesnot love. Jumin then asks you what you have on your mind since itsounded really important to him but just when you want to tell himeverything his father calls him and tells Jumin that there is aImportant Business party in the evening and Jumin needed to attend toit. You where worried about it and Jumin not wanted to go either. Henot really had a  choice it sounded really important so he asked youto come with him. You could talk at the way their if you wanted to.You where surprised by his sudden invitation and where wondering ifit really was okay for you to join Jumin like that.

He said that he wanted you to come along since he had the feelingthat his father was planning something and he wanted you to be theirto support him. You agreed even when you where not sure how yousuppose to keep your calm if his father really planned on somethinglike to announce the engagement to the public. You where afraid ofthat moment.

You arrived with him at the very extravagant party it looked way tofancy to be a simple business party it looked like your fears wouldcome true. You where afraid of the announcement of Jumins engagementhow would he react to it if his father would tell it to the wholeworld in all public?

Your heart was pounding. Jumin introduced you to his father who waspleased to meet you but he did not like the fact that Jumin broughtyou to this party. He wanted Jumin to meet the woman who he hadchosen once again even when Jumin always disagreed on it. His fatherhad invited her too and it was the exact kind of woman that Jumindisliked. She was like all these people that you knew too goodyourself. It made you mad that Jumin was suppose to marry that kindof woman. Just for her money too it was terrible. You where sighinglightly at the woman her presence took your energy away. You justwanted to get out of the awkward situation.

You excused yourself to the bathroom. You hated this whole situationso much why couldn´t you just tell Sr. Han that if he is looking forsomeone with money he could just let you marry Jumin too. You couldat least make him happy. You where quietly scolding yourself forbeing that weak.

If you only could tell Jumin the truth then this whole situationcould had been avoided. No that was really not the right thing tofocus on. You where sighing and prepared yourself mentally for thenext round.

When you looked up you saw Jumin right in front of you. You panicked, did he heard what you where just saying ? You where praying that hedid not. “You really should tell me the truth I thought you trustme by now.” Jumin looked really sad. “I do I really wanted totell you  but if I do then I will have to leave…”You wherelooking down to the ground. “If it´s about your father I´malready aware of that situation.” Jumin looked at you and you wherereally surprised. “You knew … but how and since when ?” Youcould not believe your ears. “707 found it out right after youjoined I found it out after the first party. 707 told us all to keepquiet so we would not loose you.” Jumin sounded extremely calm. Howcould he be that calm about the truth that you kept hidden for solong ? “So all of you knew this the entire time ? But why are youtelling me that now ?” You where more then confused. “As I saidwe not wanted to risk that we loose you or that we destroy yourfuture by forcing you to stay.” Jumin came closer to you and youfelt your heart was pounding. “And the reason why I tell you thisnow is because it does not matter  to me I really love you for whoyou are I never cared about the money that your family has.” Juminlooked deep into your eyes and you where blushing. “I love you tooJumin and I am sorry that I not told you this earlier.” You stillfelt extremely guilty about this. “I know you wanted to tell methis you where trying it a few times  when I recall it right.”Jumin was smiling slightly. You where nodding and it was reallyembarrassing. “You don´t need to worry about this woman either Itold my father that I already choose who I marry and that is ofcourse you. I know you might need some time to think about it andthis is not the proper place to do so but I will diffidently marryyou no matter what.”  Jumin left that statement and then turnedaround and walked back to the party before you could give him anyreplay.

End note : This turned into a very cliche romance movie or soap operaso its still Jumins route.

That is how you get someone to marry you the Han way -!

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[pandatypewriter]

B.A.P Le Noir AU (Himchan): Ch. 10 Confused Hearts

Yayzzz!!! Here is the chapter of Himchan’s route! Woot woot toot toot! Sorry if there is shitty grammar! Finished this last night and well since school is starting I won’t have time to proof read much so I hope you all understand! But enough of my excuses! Thank you everyone who answered my question of whether another kpop idol should make a cameo sooooooo I did it mehehe. The role isn’t that big, only one character is kinda important and it only last for a few chapters. So don’t worry BABYZ! 

“Look at this mess…” The police detective groaned as he kicked a piece of charred rubble formerly belonged to the Emperor Dragons's’ hideout. CSI officers scoured the rubble excavating any evidence they could find, but beside the charred corpses they couldn’t find much else since the fire took care of most of the evidence.

“The Black Scorpios were taken out just recently as well…” Another detective noted as he bent down and examined the crime scene before him. “Do you think it was some sort of gang war?”

“Possibly, but the Emperor Dragons weren’t just some no name gang like the Black Scorpios…” The detective chewed the butt of his pencil. “We couldn’t even book them on charges we know they’re responsible for. These guys were professionals so for some other group to take them out…”

“Okay everyone, stop what you’re doing!” The two detectives turned around to see a two men in a black suits and tie climb up the rubble, their hands in their pockets. The one that seemed to be the leader was young, clean shaven and his dark brown hair was slicked to the side neatly while the other was equally young but his hair was light brown. “We’ll be taking over the case from now on,” He nonchalantly told the detectives as he turned his attention to his colleague. “Tell CSI to send all the evidence they find to our techs at our HQ.”

“Hey who the hell are you guys!?” The detective growled at the sudden intrusion to the crime scene.

“Special Agent Im Jaebum and Special Agent Choi Youngjae,” The special agent still kept his attention on his fellow agent, boredly answering the detectives. “And as I’ve said before we’ll be taking over this investigation. Thanks for your work gentlemen.” Jaebum turned to the detectives and flashed them the most professional smile he could muster as he handed them the papers to show them that they were relieved of their duties. The two detectives grumbled as they snatched the paper from his hand.

“Jaebum,” Special Agent Choi came up beside Jaebum after fulfilling his first task, handing him a phone. “Jinyoung called saying he got something.”

“Yah, Jaebum,” The voice on the other end was muffled and a bit staticy. The reception must have been poor. “Me, Yugyeom, and Jackson went and….interviewed some of the gangs and it seems that the Emperor Dragons were hanging around a popular nightclub in these parts lately. Maybe they went too off script and got offed instead…”

“Thanks Jinyoung. We’ll discuss more about it when I get back. CSI is going to send in a slew of evidence in. Help Mark out with the analysis once you’re done...interviewing.” Jaebum hung up shortly after, handing the phone back to Agent Choi.

“Well there goes our lead to Infernum…” Agent Choi let out a sigh as he scratched the back of his head, overlooking the mess.

“Not exactly,” Jaebum smirked. “Not all of the Emperor Dragons are dead and gone. Plus we got a new lead,” He squatted down and picked up a small scrap of money that managed to survive the blaze. “A club huh?” He let out a small scoff as he crumpled the scrap in his hand.

It had been a few weeks since the….incident. The girls refused to let you come into Le Noir, fearing that you would work. Hell, even Sam and Padrino played along and dragged you off to relax, whether it was just a night on the town with the boys or a shopping spree. The last thing they wanted you to do was to drown yourself in work. Though you loved them for the sweet intentions, you were beginning to get bored. Staying at home and watching TV can only kill so much time. You did, however, enjoy the late night walks at the park near your home. It wasn’t some big, grandiose parks that those in the upper town had. It was a quaint place. Small flower bed and brick walkways. Patches of fresh grass and a small fountain in the center. It was a place that the local children often came to, a place that no gang was willing to mess with. A sanctuary within hell.

The cool night breeze under the night stars was comforting to you. It made you feel free. A gate into another world of peace and solace away from your usual hectic life. It gave you a place to think. About yourself. About your choices. About Himchan… Just the single utterance of his name made you want to chew your bottom lip. That moment the two of you had. It seemed to replay repeatedly in your head. Yes you were in a vulnerable state. Yes you may have been seeking some form of comfort. But was that it? Was that your only excuse? Or was there something more behind that kiss? You would let an occasional groan at your over thinking. It was a fact that there was some attraction between you and him. This wasn’t some complicated drama. No need to deny the obvious and cause a ruckus. But were you ready for another relationship? Move on from Scotty? You didn’t know.

“Y/N! You can’t be here!” One of your girls screeched as she saw you enter Le Noir. You had grown tired of your lonely TV binges and late night walks. You missed the company of your girls as well as your boys.

“I’m just here as a customer, sweetheart,” You smiled sweetly at the girl, removing your thick red peacoat of your form. “Promise.” You gently tapped the girl’s nose, which caused her to have a slight pout.

You let out a small chuckle as you saw her scurry off to tend to customers. You took a deep breathe as you enjoyed the scent of familiarity. The booze, the smoke, the musky cologne. You missed home. You rested your head in one of your hands as you examined the club around you. The people chattering. The smiles and laughs. The sight made a small smile creep on your face. But you felt something was missing. Something like a spark. A grit. A roughness. Chaos.

“You took care of their headquarters right, Bang?” Yongguk replied to Himchan with a slight nod, a smirk on his face as he played with his lighter. There it was. Chaos. Unwisingly you turned around to see the person the voice belonged too. Himchan’s eyes went wide when he made eye contact with you and the usual talkative suave leader fell silent. The rest of the boys, however, didn’t catch on to the awkward tension in the atmosphere and came up to you with smiles on their faces. It had been too long since they last saw you and the last time they did see you, you looked so broken and miserable. Seeing you at the club with a smile on your face, that was worth more than any heist  they accomplished.

“Looks like you’re all in one piece,” Youngjae came beside you, gesturing for the bartender to pour him a drink. “You had us scared there.” Youngjae grinned at you.

“Aww thanks for your concern,” You teased, pinching Youngjae’s chubby cheek. Youngjae reeled back immediately his mouth agape in shock as he rubbed his cheek. There was the shocked fluffy chick again. “Plus, I’m full of surprises remember?” You winked at him, causing the boy to scoff.

“You’re not here to work right?” Yongguk cocked an eyebrow at you, a stern look in his eyes.

“No I’m not, Mr. Papa Bear Bang.” You chuckled at Yongguk’s protective nature. A small gummy smile revealed itself on his lips.

“Looks like, marion, here is made of tougher material than I thought.” Jongup chuckled as he leaned in closer to you, a playful spark bouncing in his eyes.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” You flashed him a polite grin.

“Okay okay, you vulutures, get moving,” Himchan let out an annoyed huff as he pulled Jongup’s shoulder so that the space between the two of you was greater. “We still got work to do.” Jongup shot Himchan a glare and the two had a small stare down before Jongup let out a bored shrug and walked to the backroom of the club. Youngjae let out a sigh, taking his drink with him. Daehyun followed after him, his arm around Youngjae’s shoulder, as he attempted to get a sip of Youngjae’s drink. Youngjae was not having of that.

“Um...I’m glad that you’re better….” Zelo’s voice was barely above a whisper as he made split-second eye contact with you before scurrying off to the backroom. Yongguk gave you a firm shoulder squeeze before following the shy little lamb. You couldn’t help but let out a small giggle at the sight. A grizzly bear taking care of a little lamb. How amusing.

You looked up to see that Himchan hadn’t follow the rest of the boy, instead he stood there in front of you. The air between the two of you was awkward and unsettling. You would rather have the former relationship the two of you shared. Snark, sass, and flirt. Not this. This was too serious for your taste. You decided that it would be best to just deal with the elephant in the room. Get it over with. Plus the tension in the air between the two of you was bad for business. You kept repeating in your mind that you were not a giddy school girl with her first crush standing in front of you. You were going to woman up and deal with the consequences of your actions head on.

“Y/N….” You gave a slight jump at the sound of your name leaving Himchan’s lips. “About before...I’m sorry I left so abruptly.” He beat you to the punch. He let out a small sigh as he tiredly leaned against the bar counter. Himchan needed some alcohol in him fast.

“I’m sorry too….I know how my actions might have looked…” You closed your eyes for a moment, composing your thoughts and formulating them into coherent words. “I’m not upset that you kissed me. Hell, I practically attacked you. You have no need to apologize for stopping me and my dumbself…” You let out a sad chuckle as you looked elsewhere.Your eyes not wanting to meet Himchan’s just yet.

“I didn’t regret kissing you. I regret the circumstances that it occurred in.” You turned and stared at Himchan wide-eyed. His expression was stern, unfaltering as he sipped his glass of scotch. He wasn’t joking. Teasing. Playing.

You bit your lower lip. For the first time you were flustered. It wasn’t by the fact that he was attracted to you (many men were), it was the fact that you may be attracted to him. When was the last time you were genuinely cared for by a man who wasn’t from the old generation of gangsters. Who cared about your well-being and not how well you could perform in bed. Who could see your strong facade and accept your weakness. Most men who hitted on you wanted the thrill. The thrill of taming a wild animal. A woman who wouldn’t submit to them even if a gun was pointed at her head. But Himchan saw everything. Your weakness. Your depravity. Yet he was still kind to you, caring, motherly even. That side of him, that made your heart swell. But were you ready? Ready to open up your heart to another again?

“Himchan, When I kissed you… it wasn’t just because I needed comfort...I think…” Your words were being tongue-tied for the first time in a while. Himchan started to shift as well at your sudden loss for words. You were never loss for words. “I think a part of me-”

Your words were cut of by the sudden silence that entered the club as a man in a nice black suit in tie entered the club. He was too neat. Too put together. It was obvious he didn’t belong. It was obvious who he was. The man paid no mind to the glares and stares he received, merely scoffed as he approached the bar counter towards you. “Don’t worry boys, I’m not here to arrest you yet,” He smirked and turned his attention back to you. At the sight of you his eyebrows furrowed a bit, an expression of confusion and familiarity painted his face. He closed his eyes for a short moment, pulling him back to the current job he had on hand. “You’re the owner of this establishment, m’am?”

“Yes, and how may I help you…” You flashed him a professional smirk, despite the fact you worked in a criminal infested bar it didn’t mean that you would start fights with police. Your club was neutral ground and you intended to keep it that way.

“Special Agent Im,” He stated plainly, glancing at Himchan who was glaring holes into his head. BAP was notorious criminals. Special Agents were top law enforcement officers. Oil and Water. “Kim Himchan,” Jaebum smirked. “I hope you and your boys haven’t gotten into any trouble lately.”

“Nothing that you’ll ever prove.” Himchan flashed the man a cocky smirk as he leaned on the bar counter, closer to you. Himchan had heard of Special Agent Im Jaebum and his unit. Well known for bringing large gangs all over the nation as well as international level. Youngjae had kept tabs on them just in case they began snooping around in BAP business.

“Do you need anything, Special Agent Im, or are you just here to harass my patrons?” You leaned back in your chair, arms folded across your chest.

“Just some information and I’ll be out of your hair,” He scoffed. You were feisty. “I’ve heard that the Emperor Dragons loitered around here recently, but they weren’t your common patrons. Just wanted to see if you knew why they were suddenly checking in.” He caught how you stiffened at the sound of Emperor Dragons, causing Himchan to move closer to you in a protective stance. That small glimpse of weakness, however, was quickly overshadowed by a devilish, fiery smirk.

“Maybe they simply wanted the booze and good company,” You chuckled as you leaned back in your chair. “Either way. I am no snitch. Exits to the right, Special Agent Im,” You smiled at him politely. Jaebum let out a huff of air at your audacity. If he really wanted he could haul your ass back to HQ and interrogate you fine ass till the next morning till he got the answer he wanted. He glanced around the club, however, and knew that if he even touched you he would be filled with bullets. And with the glares Himchan was sending him, not only he would be filled bullets, but Himchan would guarantee that his unit would be a target. Jaebum scoffed, ran his fingers through his hair as he headed towards the exit.

“As fiery as ever,” Himchan smirked as you shrugged. “Pretty as flower but got a tongue full of poison.”

“Wouldn’t you know since you got a taste of that poison just of few weeks ago.” You raised a playful eyebrow. You were starting to fall back into the situation the two of were before. Playful. Teasing. Nothing too serious. A part of you felt relief. But you felt a pang in your chest. A pang that you wanted more than just playful flirting.

“It’s not nice to tease you know.” Himchan leaned him, a devilish smirk on his lips. Himchan was relieved that the two of you were back to this playfulness. You were too close to his heart. He knew that the first thing he should do when he found himself being attracted to you more than just physically he should have squandered those feelings immediately. You were a distraction for him. A possible weakness. But you were too tempting. Too seductive. A poison that he was addicted to.

“Snitches get stitches, good girls get kisses, and bad girls rule the world.” You smirked back. At your words Jaebum immediately stopped, his hand on the door handle of the club. The words. He had heard them before. The last time he had ever heard he was just a mere rookie detective chitchatting with his mentor and best friend.

“Missus got you whipped yet?” Jaebum chuckled as he finished the last of his paperwork.

“Aye, shut up you brat,” Scotty came over and ruffled the young boys hair. “And did you get another piercing you punk!” He playfully tugged the young boy’s ear.

“Shouldn’t you be more worried yourself than my piercings? Boss is on your ass with this case, third murder this month with gang related ties to Infernum. And you got the missus whipping you into shape.” Jaebum smirked as he sipped on his coffee.

“Haha very funny,” Scotty rolled his eyes as he looked through his files. “If you must know, my wife refuses to tells me any information about the possible witness that saw the murder. She has some...ties within the community and she refuses to tell me…” Jaebum raised his eyebrows at Scotty’s words. Scotty never mentioned his wife very often and if he did it was always very vague. Jaebum only knew two things. She was young and her name was Y/N. That was all Scotty was willing to divulge about her.

“Why don’t you go all police detective on her?” Jaebum teased. Scotty stared at the boy blank faced before tossing a paper airplane at the boy’s face.

“You know what she says to me when I tell her to be a nice girl for once and help me out? Her and that fiesty sexy as hell smart mouth of hers,” Scotty groaned, but an obvious grin was on his face. “Snitches get stitches, good girls get kisses, but bad girls rule the world.”

Jaebum immediately turned around, his usual professional and polished expression morphed into one of shock and confusion. “Y/N!” You jumped at the sound of your name leaving Special Agent Im’s lips. “Scotty’s wife Y/N!”

Your eyes went wide at that. How long had you heard those words together? Scotty’s wife. You weren’t the only one that was shocked, however. Himchan stared at you wide-eyed at the Jaebum’s words. You were married? Then the picture he found in your room...everything seemed to click. He didn’t like it. That you loved another man. That you were held and treasured by another man. Himchan felt as if someone punched him the gut. Was it jealousy? He didn’t wanted to admit it was if it was true. He had to keep telling himself after that incident that you were too poisonous, too dangerous. If he got too close to you....either he or you would end up hurt. Either ending was not ideal to him. He was a criminal, a gang leader. Emotional investments...they were dangerous.

“Out…” Your voice was barely above a whisper. “OUT!” You shouted glaring at Special Agent Im. But when Special Agent Im didn’t budge you immediately got out of your seat and went up to the man, dragging him out of your club, you leaving along with him and leaving a dumbfounded and confused Himchan behind.

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