#i wont embarrass myself again. i will *not* be so lost next time. my pride as a violinist demands it.

[orcelito]

Survived today fine. Just chilling now.

Ordered a new bridge for my violin. Current one is kinda bent (from age, I think) and I think it's affecting my sound quality. It's supposed to come in on Saturday, along with some mutes (both for performing and also for practicing. First for making it quiet while playing a song and second to make it quieter in general so you're less disruptive while practicing. I think.) and also some sand paper. Because I'm probably gonna have to sand the legs of the bridge some to adjust it to my violin's shape.

I've never replaced a bridge before. I've put one back *on* after at least one time of accidentally knocking it out one way or another. Kinda really inconvenient. Gotta loosen all the strings, position it, then re-tune the entire thing. So that part is inconvenient, but familiar. But the sanding it into shape....... well, I might look up an instructional video or something. Just in case. It seems like it'd be pretty intuitive, but better to be safe than sorry.

[sweetlyocs]

It’s because you’re old Oppa

Synopsis: areum and taecyeon behind the scenes of Vincenzo as she makes his hair grey

note: my first written Areum post! I just had to include our girls number one leading man,, I genuinely love the bond I get to write between the two of them

Walking through the set of Vincenzo made Areum extremely self conscious, she had of course visited her senior many a times but it was always nerve wracking whenever she came by herself.

Holding her bag of sweets that she brought for all the staff and actors a little tighter she froze in her spot as she saw Taecyeon’s co-star walking her direction.

She knew that Taec was around here somewhere she just wasn’t sure exactly where and she knew if she freaked out he would never let her live it down, it would be the whole Kyun situation again.

The fact that he was consumed by his phone was something Areum was insanely thankful for as she quickly stepped out of the way as he came closer, doing her best to not exist in his path.

Letting out a small breath of relief after he passed, Areum whipped out her phone calling Taecyeon, counting the seconds until he answered.

“Could you have jumped any higher?” His voice chuckled out, rolling her eyes lightly she let him carry on his teasing,

“Yeah yeah we get it, where are you? There’s so many people and I’m lost..”

“Didn’t you arrive with a manager?”

Groaning, Areum repositioned the now, very heavy bag she was carrying as well as the coffee she brought in good will,

“Oppa! Come on I drove by myself and they almost didn’t let me in, please can you come get me?” Pouting, she really started second guessing the relationship that she had formed. Realising that he still hadn’t answered, Areum pulled her phone away from her ear and scoffed, he had hung up on her.

“Relax, I’m right here”

Turning, Areum had to stop herself from letting out a scream at his face, it looked to be covered in blood, and filled with cuts.

“If that’s real I’m leaving and calling Minjun oppa and getting you to pay for my therapy”

Areum felt a sense of pride wash over her as she heard the heartfelt laugh that broke from her senior, she pestered him enough for spoilers to know that it was fake, she could see the blend of makeup close up but she also knew how tired he was, which is why she came to visit.

Leading her out of the way for production, Taecyeon led the young girl over to a more quiet area as the crew got ready for the next scene to film, they hadn’t been able to see each other for a while and even when he came to the company for practice or recording the two were never truly able to cross paths from how busy she had been with ITZY. But he couldn’t have been more proud of her, he loved hearing updates not only from their weekly calls but from his members as well, knowing more than what she thought he did just for the sole fact he liked being able to know what was going on with her.

As they got situated, Areum passed over the now melting iced coffee as well as the bag of food for him to rummage through as she replied to the group chat telling them she arrived safe and would be home in a few hours as long as she didn’t get caught up.

“Areum, look”

Humming she lifted her head in the direction that he was pointing, and rolled her eyes with a soft be quiet in his direction too.

She knew coming to set would be a challenge, not only one of her favourite actors was working but the man who could use it against her sat next to her quietly sipping his coffee with a smug smile gracing his features.

“You know, if you embarrass me, the makeup artists wont need to spend hours creating cuts for you, I’ll do it for free”

Raising his brow at her comment, Areum simply blew him a kiss as she let her eyes wander around the set, Taecyeon closed his eyes for a fleeting moment as he rested. While she was still distracted, he simply admired her, the small girl he quite literally ran into back in the company had grown so much in what felt like the smallest possible time frame, he really wondered where time went while he was away.

He admired the small things about her, the way she had changed her hair style, she had even dyed it recently, the new piercings that dusted her ears making the light brighter when it got caught in the sun rays. Her face had matured, it wasn’t just the make up that she wore, even her fashion style had grown, she wasn’t that tiny little girl anymore and it made him want to stop time.

Seeing her quickly sit up and reposition herself made him take a look around, letting out an airy chuckle as he watched Dong Yeon head in their direction, raising his hand in a hello the young actor made a detour over to them.

“Oppa, if you embarrass me remember, you pay for my therapy” Shaking his head he leant forward to ruffle her hair just enough it got misplaced, as she smacked his hands away, the two barely noticed the others arrival,

“Hyung, you shouldn’t bully such nice people”

Dong Yeon was in casual clothes, his sunglasses now placed on top of his head.

Jumping up Areum gave the actor a bow,

“Hello, it’s nice to meet you I’m Areum” Scoffing, Taecyeon rolled his eyes at the change in her attitude,

“It’s nice to meet you too, I’m Dong Yeon. If Taecyeon had mentioned you coming I would’ve come earlier to greet you,”

Blushing slightly Areum bowed again, slightly at a loss of what to say to the man.

“You know she isn’t as nice as what you would expect”

Taecyeon let out a whine as she turned to smack his arm, slighter harder than normal, enjoying the flinch he did just slightly. She could hear the future notifications of him transferring her money for the emotional compensation he definitely would be owing her.

As he said his farewell, Areum felt herself collapse into the chair she was sitting in before as she let out a breath,

“Why are actors you work with so pretty… it’s unfair on my heart you know that right”

Rolling his eyes, he pulled her up as they moved so he could get ready for his scene, “What does that mean for me?” Shrugging, Areum chose not to answer as they continued walking, his arm losely holding her close to make sure she wasn’t bumped into. As he whined at her for an answer they were lost in their own world not noticing his other actors watching the two of them.

Taecyeon hadn’t been quiet when he spoke of Areum, all of them able to distinguish the young girl who walked with the actor through the set, each of them admiring how Taecyeon silently lead and protected her from wandering staff, her not flinching when he would swap sides with her or make her stop walking, the younger bowing at everyone who she made eye contact with without breaking conversation. He hadn’t been kidding when he said she was like his own, they thought even he was slightly exaggerating when he mentioned her little characteristics and quirks but seeing her in person it was like he had told them all far too little about the young idol.

As the two arrived, Taecyeon immediately turned to his fellow actors to try and settle the argument,

“Hyung, I’m pretty right? Tell her I’m pretty” Areum immediately started trying to pull herself away from the man, noticing he wouldn’t let go, a deep red started spreading across her cheeks as she squeezed her eyes shut. It was like he had no shame, but then again with half the things he had done and even been recorded doing she was surprised he had any dignity some nights.

Speaking in English, she pulled Taecyeon lower,

“Remember, you will be paying for any therapy from emotional damages”

Swatting him so he would let go, the young idol turned to the three actors standing in front of her,

“Hello, I’m Areum, I’m sorry you have to deal with him every day, thankyou”

Sharing a smile as Taecyeon began going off on a new tangent, Areum felt a hand lay on her shoulder,

“It’s lovely to finally meet the famous Yeo Areum, I’m Joong ki. Feel free to keep pestering him for your entire visit” Looking up into his eyes, Areum felt herself going weak in the knees,

“Ya, Areum if I were you I’d stop staring you might freak him out”

Rolling her eyes, she turned to him,

“Maybe work with ugly actors and I’ll give you my attention then”

Letting out a laugh, Joong ki loosened her grip as he was called for touch ups, promising to catch up with her later. Leaning into Taecyeon, Areum couldn’t wipe the smile from her face,

“You are so paying for my therapy sessions from today”

Groaning, he thre his head back,

“I don’t get it, what therapy are you milking from me kid”

Laughing as she walked off the set to a quieter spot, she replied with a simple shrug,

“Don’t worry, it’s just because you’re old Oppa, you don’t get it”

Areum loved set visits to see Taecyeon, especially when they ended up with the one and only Song Joong ki winking at her as she sat to watch them work.

[fatesinthenight]

Google's Laugh (part 7)

You and Google sit at a bench. The sky is still cloudy and it is starting to get a bit cold. You start to shiver a bit. Google is not affected by this but looks over at you to find you trying to huddle up.

"I am sorry I have no coat for you. I never use them." Google apologizes. "I know it is custom to always have one and give it to another in this kind of situation."

"No its ok." You reassure him. Even if you do a small breeze goes by making you shiver more.

Google knows you are really cold. He gets closer to you and holds an arm out. "If I may have your permission I would like to put my arm around you. Trust me."

You are surprised by his suggestion. It was sudden. "You may."

Google puts his arm around your shoulders and gets close to you. He tugs you into him more making you feel like you have butterflies in your belly. Then you notice he feels warm. It feels so nice and you find yourself wanting to snuggle into him. You look up at him to find him looking back at you.

"You feel so warm. How?" You ask.

"It is like a computer. When they heat up. My core had a tendency to heat up at times like a computer would and it makes my body feel warm. Sometimes the others curl up next to me when they are cold, they call me their personal heater. It gets troublesome when the air conditioner goes out in the winter time. They harass my brothers and I." He sighs at that. "But if helps them I try to deal with it. Is it helping you?"

"O umm yes thank you." You hide your face so he wont see you blushing. "So what is it that you wanted to talk about."

"I want to apologize for my behavior. For leaving you abruptly. It was very rude of me and uncalled for. I'm sorry (Y/N)." He is serious.

"O Google it's alright." You look at him.

"No it is not. It is considered something that is the worst thing to do when you are on a first date. I looked it up." Google looks at you carefully. "Regardless of my conflicting thought it was improper."

"Is it alright to tell me what was wrong?" You ask softly.

Google sighs. "It is only fair." He gathers his thoughts. "As you know I am a droid. I am not entirely human even if I may look as it I am. Human emotions are a complicated concept to me. I can research them all I want but I will still never fully grasp it. Unlike my brothers who understand it more than me. I know I have the capability to care for another. I care for my brothers and the same for the other egos. But those are feelings for family and this kind of feeling of caring I have now are for someone who is not family."

Google has been running what he was going to say in his head the whole time he was taking his walk. But now that he was telling you he felt as if his prepared speech is not good enough. "When it comes to having feelings for another person it is more complicated for me. I don't know what to do about it. I feel like I don't know how to behave like myself when I have a dull personality. I know people don't care for that so when I find you don't mind it surprised me. I don't usually get that feeling. Someone not minded me for being me that was not already someone I know is new. I don't know if I will say the right things. If I can be an emotional support. If will understand if I can even fully express how I feel without sounding to much like a robot. I just feel like I can't be right for a partner."

You look at Google so carefully. He sounds like a teenager who has no idea how to be on a date. Someone who thinks to much over something, over analyzing a situation they don't know will work out. He was over looking this and he knew it deep down but that is just how he is. Google prides himself on knowing everything so when he doesn't really know how to deal with real feelings it throws him off. You sit up more and slowly you put your hand at the center of his chest.

"I know you said you don't have a heart but this core here, this is your heart. It keeps everything you feel. Holds emotions and keeps you alive. It is in your own way your heart." You smile at him. "Google you don't have to worry so much. You are fine just the way you are. I like you just the way you are. Even if you strive for yourself to be perfect person you don't have to be. You are you. I like the you that you are, you don't have to be or act any differently. Besides this is just a first date. We need to go on more before you can fully analyze this if you think about it. Get that data right." You laugh at the last part.

Google looks at you amazed. He wants to say something but then a drop of water hits his head. In an instant rain is coming down hard and you are both drenched in a minute. Google doesn't thing much of it but then suddenly he is taken back by what you do next. You stand up fast and wrap your arms around him and with your body cover his head. Your chest practically at his face and your fingers in his hair.

"Shit shit shit!!" You panic. "O no Google hang on. I can keep your head dry so nothing happens to you. O please don't burn please!!" You clench him tighter to you. "I don't want you to go out on me..."

You then hear something you didn't think you would ever hear. Google was bursting out laughing. He was chuckling to himself at first then he couldn't help himself anymore. He just busted out loud and kept going. You don't know why he would be laughing at a situation like this. But there he was laughing away and he takes your arms and lifts them away from him. He looks up at you moving you slightly away from him so he can look at you. His cheeks are a light blue from laughing and he is smiling big.

"Google what are you doing? You are getting wet." You are confused.

"You think rain is going to hurt me?" He is trying to get his breathing normal again.

"I mean... you are like a computer right, Computers should not get wet or they can go out and stop working." You say nervously.

"(Y/N) I admire your concern but don't you remember that this does not damage me in any way. I can be touched by liquid. It is if I get lost in the ocean that you should be more concerned about. But the rain is perfectly fine. I actually enjoy the rain to be honest." Google is still smiling up at you.

"Is that why you were laughing. You were laughing at me." You tilt your head.

"I apologize. I know it was inappropriate of me in your efforts to help but still it was quite amusing." Google said. He takes a breath then looks at you serious again. "You are a kind person (Y/N)."

The rain is hitting the both of you and it grows lighter. It turns into a light rain and Google stands up. "I suppose we go somewhere to dry off. I would not want you to catch a cold."

You both go under some shade and you shake your head letting some water shake off. Then you feel an arm around your shoulders and Google is warming you up. You both stay like that for a while until Google breaks the silence.

"(Y/N) I'm sorry that this date did not go as according to plan, If you would like I want to try this again." Google asks softly.

You smile and snuggle up to him. "I would like that. But still I like this date."

Three Weeks Later

"So then what did you think?" You look at Google blushing.

"Hmmm I don't know. I don't think it would hurt not to try." Google said calmly.

"Ughh here I am being the one who asked you about it and you are so calm about it." You are turning red.

"I think it is perfectly fine that you asked for a kiss." Google doesn't mind.

You two have been dating for some time already. You have gone out on a couple of dates now. Google was getting used to it and not as over analytical of it anymore. He still tried to make the dates go according to schedule but you think it is cute that he is really trying. As for as it has gone he has put his arm over your shoulders, you cuddle him, and have napped on his shoulder once. Now that is has been close to four weeks of dating you thought of kissing him. A huge step.

"If you think I am not nervous then you are wrong." Google admits.

"Really?" You are surprised.

"If you must know I have been meaning to ask for your permission to kiss you for the last week..." He has a soft blue blush. "I even went so far as to ask the others for help."

"You did!" You are curious. "How did that go?"

"Bim and Silver were shy about it. Silver said to wait til they are ready like he did with his partner and trust me he is comfortable with it. Multiple times I have walked in on him kissing his Sidekick. Bim said to be gentle. Ed said to go for it. Dark took his Darling and kissed them in front of me and said it was a demonstration to embarrass Darling. He got multiple punches in the back for that. Dr. Iplier said to daring if I must. Host said he wouldn't know. King said make sure my face is clean. Yandere suggested I be passionate to my love."

"What about Wilford?" You really wanted to know about what he would say.

"I know better than to ask him. But even so he said remember to not use tongue on the first try." Google shakes his head at that. You blush at that. Google looks at you carefully. "If I may." He leans forward and his fingers brush your lips. "May I kiss you?"

You feel so shy but nod yes. Google leans in carefully. He looks at you for a while and he thinks it is cute that you are shutting your eyes tight already. He slowly presses his lips to yours. He kisses you very carefully and wraps an arm around you. His other hand is on your cheek, his thumb rubbing it. You feel so light and your hand lifts up place it on his chest at his core. He pulls back and looks at you so sweetly. He keeps his hand on your cheek.

"Was that satisfactory?" He whispers. Your pounding heart and flushed cheeks were his answer. "From what I gather I do see some improvement that is possible."

That makes you laugh. You give him a quick kiss. "I am willing to do more tests for that."

The End

Host is in his library alone. He feels the covers of his books in front of him and gets up from his seat. He takes his cane and walks to he shelf the books belong to. Feeling the spines of the books he noticed that he is missing one from a series. He walks out of the library and goes to the clinic. Once there he can hear a calm voice. From that voice he can see a color of the vibrations from it being a red color.

"Good evening Nurse. The Host is sorry to disrupt you." Host said softly.

"O Host not at all." The color turns yellow. "It is good to see you."

"Do you need something?" Dr. Iplier asks, the color is a bright yellow.

"The Host was wondering if Dr. Iplier would be so kind to take Host to get more books. Host seems to be missing a few from his collection." Host asks.

"Of course. We can go now. I am free." Dr. Iplier responds.

"I just came by to tell Doc that I am making head nurse at my job." Nurse's color goes a bright yellow. "I will get going now. See you this Saturday right?" The color shifts to red, a soft red.

"Defiantly." Doc's color is a soft red too and it gets more intense when Host hears a quick kiss. "Til then."

"Ok. See you next time Host." Nurse is a mix of red and yellow. Host hears them walk off.

"I am glad to know you have found happiness." Host smiles.

"Me too." Dr.Iplier gets up and pats Host's back. "I hope you too find it too in someone. So lets get going now before the others hear and decide to make a field trip of it." Dr. Iplier walks away to get his keys.

"Host doesn't think that will happen anytime soon." Host whispered to himself.

*Ooooooo Host is next guys!!! I hope you enjoyed Google's story :) I really like how it played out. Now for Host this one will be interesting on how I want to approach it. Stay tuned for how his story will play out. Happy reading :)

-Fates

[guksthighs]

Boss Me Around

Part: one | two 

Group: BTS

Pairing: JIN X READER

Requested: btsmakesmehappy said: Hey i just read your posts and soo in love with them! Can i request a namjoon brother!au, the possesive one. While you fall in love with joon’s boss a.k.a jin ceo!au. Is it too much to ask?🙏 Guess who will read everything you post now? ✋

Excerpt: “Can you at least promise me not to fall too easily? And watch out especially for my boss, he’s your type.” Namjoon pulled up to the large hotel next to his office, where the party was being hosted.

Genre: fluff, older brother au, CEO au

Length: 2.3k

A/N: I usually don’t complete requests this fast but this flipped my creative switch and here we are.

There is a possibility of a part 2 but as usual I wont write it unless it is requested~

 "Y/N, you better not be going to the centenary ball like that,“ you flattened out your short, sparkling dress before placing a hand on your hip with a mischievous smile. You had wanted to impress his colleagues and as the dress glittered in the hall lighting, you knew you would leave a lasting impression.

But Namjoon had a bitter taste in his mouth, he knew you were messing with him but he still refused to move from the door until you had changed. He tried to bite back a smile as you placed a finger in between his furrowed brow, the soft touch easing his frown away. But he was still angry, his suit was expensive and you had insisted he wore it because you had a supposed matching dress, the red lapel felt stupid as he took in your outfit once more; he felt under dressed.

You could see the hesitance that had rested over his figure, shoulders slouching slightly as he looked to the floor, rubbing a cuff between his fingers and you decided just this once you would let him win, your face lit up once more as you reached up and ruffled his hair before skipping towards your room.

“Wear the red dress i bought you the other day,” Namjoon called after you, he knew he shouldn’t spoil you as much as he did but he had become incredibly protective over you ever since you’d endured a relationship that had negative impacts on your self esteem. Ever since Namjoon had made it his duty to prevent a similar heartbreak.

But you delighted in teasing him, your closest mainly consisted of his baggy hoodies and tops, that you would flaunt until he noticed and chased you until you would collapse on his broad chest in fits of laughter.

As his younger sister he had been embarrassed of you for a lot of your childhood but know you were his best friend, often you would stay up until the birds began to sing and the sky would tinge everything orange playing Mario Kart or some other video game you would insist on. Then when you didn’t win straight away, you would continue playing as you became increasingly frustrated.

Namjoon was lost in these fond memories of your young toothless smile, and when he watched you walk down the stairs he was reminded that you were no longer the innocent sister who had broken his favorite toy and not told him for a week.

You were wearing a red, floor length dress and as you walked towards him, you couldn’t help but laugh as he looked away from you. The dress was strapless and tight until the waist where it flowed to your golden high heels, and when you finally reached Namjoon, your head reached just under his nose, he was unimpressed by your sudden increase in height.

Namjoon ruffled your hair, ruining the curls you had worked on for almost half the afternoon and you let out a loud groan, “Joon, you’re such a sick fuck.” Your hands raised to your hair as you began to pull out the bobby pins that hadn’t been disrupted by his hand, as your hair tumbled over your shoulders he grinned at you,

“You can’t be looking too pretty, I can only deal with a few possible suitors at one time,” you ruffled his hair again and he bent his head slightly so you could continue in letting out your anger, before his snaked up and he grabbed your wrist, “we’re going to be late, come on baby sis.” you were to busy trying not to fall in your heels to hit him around the head.

Namjoon noticed your struggle and he wrapped an arm around your waist, guiding you to his car, as he left you at the door to walk around and climb in, the engine soon revving as he waited for you to make sure your dress would not be caught in the door, “hurry up Y/N, places to be, people to see.” The car was already moving, as you pulled out a lipstick to coat your lips in, before you turned to him with a grin.

“More like places to be, people to fuck.” Namjoon raised an eyebrow at your words, before he stepped on the brake heavily, causing the lipstick to be sucked into your mouth, he burst into laughter as you pulled it out with a groan of disgust at his idea of a joke. Your big brother was truly an overprotective pain in the ass, but you still loved him, for some unexplained reason.

“Can you please just hear me out on this,” Namjoon whined, the streets were filled with traffic which had given him the perfect time to discuss his colleagues,

“You’re being overprotective, I can handle myself,” you replied, glaring out of the window as you waited for him to back down when he saw how annoyed you were. But your crossed arms and refusal to meet his eyes were clearly not enough, so you let out a loud sigh. But instead Namjoon moved his hand to grab your wrist lightly,

“I don’t doubt it. But these guys are different, every Monday they discuss their new conquest and I would prefer not to hear about their sexual encounters with you,” you turned your body so you were no longer leaning away, these colleagues had caught your interest and he could tell by the light tapping of your fingers as you refused to reply in case he stopped talking.

“These aren’t like the boys you’ve been with before, they are dripping in good looks and know how to command the attention of a whole room,” He looked at the smile spreading across your face,

“So that means you also join in describing your weekend conquests?” You had heard his warning, and you knew that Namjoon being serious over something that would usually be joked about in passing meant it was critical for you to listen. But you couldn’t help tease him, and watch the blush dust his cheeks.

“What I do when you’re out clubbing is of no concern to you,” you laughed as you punched him teasingly in the arm,

“You could have just said no, Joon that’s gross.” He laughed before sighing as he massaged his temples,

“Can you at least promise me not to fall too easily? And watch out especially for my boss, he’s your type.” Namjoon pulled up to the large hotel next to his office, where the party was being hosted.

There were other people arriving, designer cars stretched down the road and you watched as men and women walked down the fairy-lit entrance almost like celebrities, your blood began to buzz in excitement.

Namjoon sent on last look at your profile, eyes wide in awe and mouth slightly open before he climbed out of the car and walked around before opening your door with a dimpled smile, tonight would be fun.

“Joon,” you shrieked slightly as you were pulled behind his back at the sound of his name being called, “are you trying to hide your baby sister from me? How mean!”

Namjoon groaned before he stepped to the side, and he watched in slight amusement as Hoseok’s jaw fell open, it was times like these he found his heart swelling with pride at the woman you had become.

When Hoseok had managed to get over his initial awe, he bounded over from where had been standing and hit Namjoon in the arm, before sending you a bright smile and you realised he must be the boy who Namjoon had described as being able to close any deal with a flash of his smile and you understood why.

But before you could begin to talk to the brunette, he had already disappeared and you spotted him chatting to another couple with a wide smile and teasing nudges, you looked up at Namjoon happy that he was surrounded by someone who seemed to genuinely like him. Your older brother looked down at you, a proud smile resting on his face as he held your hand and together you walked into the foyer.

As you looked around, admiring the sparkling chandeliers and groups of people that were milling around chatting; Namjoon watched as his boss spotted him with a wide grin and began to make his way over. Namjoon knew it was too late as he watched you lock eyes with his boss Kim Seokjin.

You were in seventh heaven, his body was a feast for your eyes as you admired the full pouting lips and broad shoulders; you felt your heart quicken as he ran a hand through his blonde locks before meeting your eyes with a grin and even with your promise to Namjoon repeating in your head, you couldn’t help yourself. You had fallen in love with this man.

Namjoon sighed when Jin was finally standing in front of you, “Evening, Namjoon. This must be your stunning sister, I’m so happy I insisted you brought her.” Your gaze snapped to your brother’s as he looked at the ground in embarassment, but as Jin placed a hand on yours, you felt your heart stop as he commanded all of your attention, then he leant forwards, pulling your hair over your shoulder, fingers brushing against your neck before he whispered, “I would hide you as well, if you were mine.”

Next thing you knew, Namjoon’s firm hand was on your shoulder and the other on his boss’s shoulder as he pulled you apart form each other, you sent him a pleading look in the hopes he wouldn’t embarass himself further. But Namjoon managed to stop himself from lecturing his boss, when Jin simply raised an eyebrow and the intimidating aura that surrounded him made you back away quickly, “I’m just going to pop out for some fresh air,” the truth was you had no idea where you were going but you knew to save Namjoon’s job you would have to make yourself scarce.

The garden that stretched out under the balcony you were currently standing on was vast, leaning against the cold marble you looked up at the sky. You had recognised Jin almost instantly from the magazines and he was eve better looking in real life, but you had fallen to soon and to hard, as you always did and you knew Namjoon was probably in a bad mood now.

When you heard soft footsteps behind you, your grip on the marble tightened; you knew it wasn’t Namjoon as he would have called out to you and instead you felt like you were prey being hunted, a hand landed on the curve of your waist causing you to jump.

“What are you doing outside?” You couldn’t look at Jin, content in staring at his chest instead of making your heart flutter again by looking into his large, thoughtful eyes. But this stirred something in Jin and before he knew it, his hand was under your chin as a finger stroked under your chin and he tilted your head up to look him in the eye, quickly he pulled away flustered at his actions.

When he turned to you, his hands rubbing together he tried to explain his actions and you felt even more drawn towards this man who had seemed so dominant and commanding, that had melted into this soft boy whose eyes were wide t his own action, “we have a policy in work that everyone must meet my eyes as we talk. I’m sorry I grabbed you, I think it was just habit.”

His embarassment, coloured his cheeks a light pink and made his hands continued to fidget until you placed your own atop his, “You sure it wasn’t something else,” you knew you shouldn’t be flirting with your brother’s boss but here he was, the prince you had always yearned for. So it was with ease that you batted your eyelashes and smiled at him, “something like attraction?”

As the words left your lips, you both fell silent, faces mirroring each other with wide, unblinking eyes before he began to laugh, his shoulders shaking lightly, before he stopped and locked eyes with you as a smirk pulled at his lips, “you’re even better than expected,” he noticed your confusion before he wrapped an arm around your waist, and said in a whisper barely audible over the wind that now pulled at your hair, “you came here all alone to hide from your big brother, are you sure you’re not attracted to me?”

You placed your hands slightly against his chest to pull away, but he squeezed your waist slightly trying to entice an answer from you, and you looked up with a coy smile, “and what if I am?” Jin’s head dipped as his plump lips grazed yours slightly, and you waited for him to press harder. But he didn’t so you were forced to run your hands through his hair as you pulled his face closer to yours, lips so much softer than they seemed and tasting slightly like champagne. Jin pulled you closer, so you were now flush against his chest as his hands began to smooth down your back and as they passed the dip of your spine, a loud voice interrupted,

“KIM SEOKJIN GET YOUR HANDS-,” Namjoon paused as he noticed your poisition, “REMOVE YOUR LIPS FROM MY BABY SISTER!”

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so all of my final grades in are officially In for the semester and i honestly feel kind of bad for bragging BUT im rly proud of myself so im going to do so under the cut. included also is a general life update that is way too long but this is all stuff i feel i need to put on the table for yall

i four-pointed all of my classes and considering the state that ive been in all semester i honestly feel so good abt myself rn. (tbf, some of these classes i just barely 4 pointed. one of them i managed to get by literally .07% but at this point i rly just dont care). some of u guys will kno that these last 4 months have probably been some of the worst 4 months of my life in terms of mental health .every part of my body is telling me to be done with school. there was a period about three weeks ago where i was seriously at risk for being withdrawn from multiple classes (meaning id have to take another semester) for having too many absences. ive gotten less sleep this semester than probably any single period in my life. making sure that i got the grades that i know i can get has been a huge strain on myself and on my family who’ve had to deal with me basically never being available. if u were someone that i previously talked to on an even semi-regular basis, i hope this post can give u an explanation - NOT an excuse - as to why thats stopped happening. 

i wouldnt do this last semester again. all of this stuff combined isnt worth what i got out of it, honestly and truly. i dont even know how much ive grown as an artist during this time because as u guys can prolly also tell ive barely had any time to draw for myself. all of my creative energy was poured in to these classes. i did some great work this semester, yeah, but ive also done some truly embarrassing work as well. 

but, at the very least all of the sacrifices i and the ppl around me had to make weren’t wasted. i will be graduating suma cum laude tomorrow, actually. i will be wearing my gold tassle with pride. the last two years of my life have been...insane. good and bad. ive met some of the coolest people ive ever met and seen some truly amazing artists grow and develop. its been a honor, and i dont regret getting my degree overall. its just been this last semester that has been a living hell

what next? im going to focus on becoming an actual adult instead of a 20 yr old teenager. i need to learn to drive, get a job (id love for it to be in my field but considering where i live? very unlikely. but we’ll see), and overall increase my independence from my parents. i need to give myself a few weeks to see where i am and then talk to a psychologist about handling my mood swings, depression, and anxiety. i need to try to rebuild the friendships that have dried up to basically nothing over the last 3 months (expect messages from me, ppl i have on skype!). i need to start saving money so that in fall 2018 i can move to detroit to study at the college for creative studies so i can get my bachelors. in the meantime i need to continue to hone my craft so that i wont have lost a year of progress between then and now.

but...for now thats it. i wont be, on top of all of that, having to juggle the work of 5 classes, administrative bullshit, and end-of-the-year requirements at the same time. my stress load has been over halved between today and monday. i think the most important thing is that i need to remember how to be a human being again

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MEINIR: =After the one Strider kid's announcement about Orphus' whereabouts had reached her ears, it had taken no time at all questioning the locals and figuring out just where it was he happened to be hiding his cowardly flesh sack. Meinir and two of her crew had broken in through the loft window of Dennab's house when they were sure no one was there. It was a simple thing of combined climbs and jumps, and a few deft moments with a lockpick. The three of them sneaking inside and closing the window back up behind them, leaving no trace of their activities. Now Meinir was sitting square in the room, filing her nails with impatient flicks of her tail. The two ladies from her crew standing on either side of the door, back to the wall to keep out of Orphus' field of vision once he were to enter. The stage is set. The yellow bellied little brother will be caught once and for all.=

ORPHUS: -It was later in the day when he returned to Dennab's house. By now his friend had given him a key so it was easy enough to get in and out when he wasn't there, after all Dennab was usually gone and busy by this point. He had left in the middle of the night the day before to go see Taalay on skaia, and it went as well as expected possibly even better considering he was still in the same number of pieces as he was before he left. At this point he was just exhausted from the interaction and he slowly made his way to the guest room where he had been staying the last several weeks.-  ORPHUS: -He's hardly paying attention, rubbing at his tired eyes before removing his hood and opening the door. He gets about two steps into the room before he realizes he's not alone and his eyes fly open to settle on his sister sitting right there in front of him.- ................................... ORPHUS: -Hes so fucked, holy shit. His stomach starts churning and his chest feels tight with anxiety and he hasn't even seen the other two ladies behind him. Is it too late to quickly back out and retreat through the door way, he sure as hell is going to try anyways.-

MEINIR: =She doesn't lift her gaze as the door opens, blue eyes trained on her claws. Blowing on them and looking them over. It sure as hell is too late for Orphus to back out, because the large teal standing behind the door slammed it shut the moment he had stepped inside enough and placed herself in front of it. The psionic looming just in the corner of his vision, energy crackling between her horns. Meinir points at him with her nail file.= |)earest, sweetest little brother. How nice to see that you are still among the living.  MEINIR: \V/hy don't you take a seat? =There's a chair placed right opposite her. How convenient.=

ORPHUS: -Orphus's attention darts between the fellow teal blood and the psionic. This is a very less then ideal situation and there is no possible way for him to escape while surrounded like this.- ORPHUS: -His pulse is racing and he slowly drags his gaze back to his sister and swallows dryly.- Meinir...  ORPHUS: This.  ORPHUS: This is a <ivilian residen<e you should not be trespassing here. -He is not going to sit.-

MEINIR: =Looks up at him, legs crossed and tapping her file slowly against her knee. She's smiling, but everything about her is oozing agitation, like she is ready to leap at him at any moment.= | don't believe you are in any position to start lecturing me about, why, just about anything really! I'm honestly shocked you have the fuckin' nerve to try it right out the gate.  MEINIR: =Gestures to the psion with her file, then at Orphus, then at the chair.= /|/ow. Sit.  MEINIR: =Orphus will find himself surrounded with psionic energy, and will now be attempted lifted and snapped down onto the chair.=

ORPHUS: I am not trying to le<ture you I am telling you that you shouldnt be-- -He really has no way to fight off the psionics surrounding him and moving his body, struggle as he may hes lifted and then dropped into the chair. Of course the moment he is in it he is going to attempt to jump right back up. This is all very stressful for him.- This is redi<ulous!! <ease this!  ORPHUS: -Its hard to tell with the baggy sweatshirt on, but perhaps now that they are closer face to face Meinir might be able to see it in his face how he's lost more weight since they last saw each other.-

MEINIR: =Sorry Orphus, but the psion is definitely going to keep pressure on his shoulders to prevent him from jumping back up, and around his ankles to keep him "chained" to the chair. His commentary makes Meinir laugh, a big booming one, her head falling backwards. Her gaze firm and burning once she stops, pupils only tiny slits.= |Y|ou really have some gall to start making demands from me! I shall cease nothing! Maybe if you had kept your promise I would have given you a more gentle escort back to daddy, but we both very well know there's not a chance in hell of that happening now.  MEINIR: /|\aybe that's why you're squatting up in this shithole, huh? Too afraid of "big bad Meinir" coming to haul you back to face the goddamn music? You really had me with that story y'know! About how this was something you needed, and that you would really, really, keep in touch and let me know that you were still kicking.  MEINIR: \V/HAT A FUCKIN' JOKE!!!

ORPHUS: -His eyes go wide when she says her intentions of carting him back to their father, no, hes not ready for that he can't face his dad yet thats too much. His fear is momentarily forgotten though when she dares to insult his friend's dwelling.-  ORPHUS: It is not a shithole!! -He snarls in response, teeth bared and his volatile reaction a little over played but his entire system is on high alert, any reaction at all is going to be extreme.-

MEINIR: =Snorts.= |>lease. This entire planet smells of animal shit and mud. At least it is an upgrade from LOTAM, seein' as there ain't as many zealots high on fairydust fumes laying around in the street. MEINIR: |T|o think you'd rather spend your time in these hovels than go back home-- \V/hat are you so afraid of anyway? That you failed like, what, once? You're acting as if honor and pride is all that matters!  MEINIR: §o tell me then! \V/hat could you possibly hope to gain from squatting on one planet to the next, wallowing in your own self pity? Like. REALLY? How is THAT going to fix your wounded pride?

ORPHUS: -Growls.- I am aware it wont do anything to fix it. But it is my <hoi<e to live as I please. But tell me what do I even have to go ba<k to?? Even if I were to pro<ure a repla<ement limb who is to say I will ever regain the same use and skills that I had. And more importantly what do I have left with his <rew after I all but formally burned the bridge by abandoning them all in the first pla<e to fool heartily feed my own ego and ambitions by serving with another?? ORPHUS: I have embarrassed myself and my family name with my a<tions. Even if I had the smallest <han<e of rea<hing su<ess at home I've forever ruined it with my past a<tions. ORPHUS: I dont want to fa<e that.... ORPHUS: .......But I told you all of this the first time we met. You released me then, so you had to have some semblan<e of understanding.

MEINIR: ()h!!! Yes! I certainly did! I bought into all of this shit, hoping that you'd find your way and be honest to yourself and your fuckin' family! But WHOOPS!!! MEINIR: |3IG SURPRISE! Orphus is nothing but a COWARD. MEINIR: |Y|ou're not trying to fix anything, you're just running away. You don't even give your family the kindness to let them know you're alive. =Her knuckles are going white around the nailfile, and for a moment her expression twists, brows furrowing as her mouth twitches downwards. A split moment of something stinging at her eyes, a grief that she swallows down, her shoulders now squared.= | kept my promise you know. I did! Because FUCK ME if I didn't always believe you to be honest. I kept my bleedin' mouth shut the whole time, even as I saw how daddy was shutting down more for each day gone without a word!  MEINIR: |Y|ou're a fucking coward Orphus, one that cares more about your own ego than your family.  MEINIR: |)o you honestly think I-- that daddy or Taalay or any of us, are trying to haul you back to force you into somethin' you don't wanna do? To immediately force you back into something that cost you your arm? That's left you looking like-- Like you're not even yourself!  MEINIR: /|/obody GIVES A SHIT about what you did. We all just wanted to know that you were safe! That you're alive and that we would see you again! GOD!!! =She laughs, almost pathetically, looking down into her lap while the muscles in her arms tense.=  MEINIR: |)addy's crew kept muttering about holding a funeral, did you know that?

ORPHUS: -He is quiet over the duration of her short speech. In part because he knows she is absolutely right. He is a damn coward, a fool, a troll too full of himself that it blinded him until the consequences grew too large to come back from.- ORPHUS: -He's dropped his gaze to the floor, fighting back the lump in his throat and trying to ignore the pathetic way his eyes sting as teal colored tears hang at the very edges. It hurts even more to hear about his father, and the pain the rest of his family was put through because of his reckless actions. It had taken him months to understand he wasnt just hurting himself by running away but everyone else suffered for it too. But what could he even do to fix it now?- ORPHUS: .....No. I did not know that. -He sniffs.-

MEINIR: =It's probably a little awkward for the two other trolls in the room witnessing all of this, but they know to keep both their ears and mouths shut. Meinir's grip on the file eases, letting her fists loosen up on her knees. Taking a breath to steady herself.=  MEINIR: |'m taking you back Orphus, whether you like it or not. I'm not going to lie for you anymore, I can't do it. I can lie about a lot of things, more and better than most, but I'm not going to fuckin' play along with this shit anymore. I'm not gonna help you hurt our family, I can't do it.  MEINIR: |Y|ou're going to gather what little of your spine you have left, and you will see daddy, and you'll apologize for dropping off of the fuckin' starcharts. Just as I will for not telling him the truth about you.

ORPHUS: -He doesnt lift his head, he's not even straining against the psionic bonds anymore.-  ORPHUS: M-Meinir please.... dont.  ORPHUS: I-I cant f...fa<e him. -Fuck tears are starting to drip down his face. Orphus shuts his eyes tight to try to stop himself from full out crying but its too late.-

MEINIR: =Honestly, even angry as she is, it hurts seeing him cry. It hurts seeing him cry, hurts seeing him like this, and it hurts knowing that she fed into it when she could have just told everyone the truth. She wants to pinch his cheeks, hug him and say that it's okay! Stop the sniffling and let your sister take care of it! But she can't let herself do it. Keep hurting them all for the sake of a lie. Her voice is almost flat.= |f not now, then when? MEINIR:  /-\fter he's destroyed your mother's ships in his grieving fury? After he's held the funeral for his firstborn? All while I watch, knowing that you're alive, but sworn on my word to keep it secret while our family burns? I gave you time with the lie, Orphus, time that I hoped you'd use to build yourself back up. You can't ask me to give you more. Not this time.

ORPHUS: -He is a mess of snot and tears, its really pitiful to look at and Orphus would give anything to not appear so vulnerable in front of the other two trolls, its quite embarrassing. He didn't mean for things to get this way, for everything to go so far. But every time he thought about facing his problems it felt like the end of the world and so he grew comfortable pretending like he could just brush off his old life and live in the shadows without consequences. It was stupid of him to think he could have ever slowly acclimated to interacting with his family and loved ones again, especially after Joel broadcasted his whereabouts.-  ORPHUS: Im s-sorry I shouldn't have broken your promise I just-- ORPHUS: I didnt mean t-to hurt anyone else...

MEINIR: =She can't bring herself to cry, even if she feels like doing it alongside him. She doesn't really have any right to, having done what she did, or so she feels anyhow. Wearing masks is what she does, and now she is donning one to keep her eyes from watering. Her breathing is steady, her focus on every even inhale and exhale, a form of meditation to place her focus on that rather than her feelings. So she could say her words without emotions muddling them up. She straightens her back, looking right ahead at him.= | know. MEINIR: |'m not going to pretend you didn't truly have a horrible time, that this experience and your feelings are all invalid, but I still think you a coward for running away without a word for so long. This isn't helping you. The longer you run away, isolate yourself, pretend you're dead.... The worse you're just making it for yourself. If I'm not stopping it now, a hard stop, then I don't honestly think you'll ever stop running. =She stands up from her chair.= MEINIR: |Y|ou can hate me if you'd like, but we are going. =Not like he didn't hate her before though, hah...=

ORPHUS: -Hate is a strong word, but he will not correct her. Its not as though his actions or the way he has behaved towards her in their past would prove otherwise. And Meinir has a small point, even now Orphus still wanted to run and hide (perhaps it had something to do with the feeling of being currently trapped against his will but even so) could he ever trust himself to voluntarily go through with returning home? Possibly not...- ORPHUS: -Still, that did not mean he was thrilled about being delivered straight to his father, and while he had nothing more to say he slowly dried his tears gave one last ditched effort at trying to pull free of the invisible restraints holding him into the chair.-

MEINIR: =Having nothing more to say, and Orphus apparently having no words left either, Meinir gives a quick nod in direction of the psion. The yellowblood swiftly applies a sharp jabbing jolt against Orphus' pressure points, not enough to permanently damage, but certainly enough to make him pass out and slouch like a sack of potatoes. Perfect for transport. The teal hoists him over her shoulder, Meinir watching with an expression more blatantly sad and tired than any that had come before. She shakes it off with a sigh.=/-\islin, search the room for belongings and the like. We are taking it, and him, and we are leaving.  MEINIR: =The psion, Aislin, nods, making short process of searching the room with their psionics. Meinir, in the meantime, writes a note which she attatches to the chair via dagger. Polite enough to leave behind an explaination, as the room is left abandoned. The Wave Dancer leaves port only minutes after their boarding.=