#its so saerans after ending actually

[k0kichiimagines]

"i suppose this is it, hershel. i have to go back to my own time... back to that day when we.. parted. (no, claire) im sorry i cant stay. (claire, wait) we had so many plans for the future. you won't forget, will you? our shared past, and our, lost future. (you cant go, i dont want to say goodbye again, i cant, i wont) i know you. and i know you'll stay strong. after all, that's what a gentleman does. i must go now hershel. thank you for everything. goodbye"

[killjoy-prince]

LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[onlinekitsune]

Hello! May I request hcs of the RFA + minor trio for a reader who is a not so obvious metalhead? At first glance you wouldn't even notice they're into that music genre, since they usually collect merch, speak and even go to concerts of kpop artists, but after listening to one of their playlists on Spotify all of a sudden they get jumpscared by a heavy metal song. (It'd be funny if before that the most cutesy, cheesy, cheerful or relaxed song was playing ><) Thanks!

Just so you know, you can make the reader fem or gn, it's up to you. ^^

a/n: omg hi, of course!! i actually love this hc as a metal and kpop enjoyer! your brain is huuuge for this. I APOLOGIZE FOR GETTING THIS DONE SO LATE!! thank you for requesting and for your patience!! i hope you enjoy! ;w; ♡

The Not So Obvious: Metalhead MC

♫ ₊˚.♡ — JAEHEE KANG

jaehee asked you to put on some music while the two of you cleaned up the cafe, you were a bit hesitant since your music taste was a bit... different, she had heard songs you specifically put on, having your music on shuffle and not being able to curate it made you a tad bit nervous, nonetheless you played your playlist, a handful of kpop and easy going songs played putting you in a false set of comfort, until all of the sudden an heavier song played right after, your face turned bright red and you turned to see jaehee's reaction, she placed a finger on her chin while giving you a look up and down, she flashed a soft smile as she continued to clean, while locking up you asked her about it, "I was surprised, at first. But it ended up being good music to finish up to. So, thank you."

♫ ₊˚.♡ — JUMIN HAN

you decided to play some music while making yourself a snack, you were in your own little world as your playlist echoed through the house, jumin was out seeing business at c&r leaving you to have the house alone, you loved jumin but you did appreciate the time to yourself as well, as you continued making your snack you were surprised to see jumin come home so early, his arms wrapped around you as he pulled you into an embrace, you leaned into his lost in bliss until the brashness of the guitar in the next song broke you out of it, you tried to wiggle out of his grasp clearly embarrassed from the song playing, he tilts his head as you tried to squirm out of his grasp so you could turn off the song, he was clearly surprised from the shift but leans into you, he says he'd never expected this from you but was intrigued. "Seems like you still have sides of you that I haven't seen before. Please, show me all of them."

♫ ₊˚.♡ — JIHYUN KIM (V)

while lounging around with jihyun you decided to put on one your playlists, you didn't realize it was one that you didn't organize until it was too late, an heavier song made its way on the queue list, startling the both of you, jihyun jumped slightly in his seat breaking him from his daze, you apologized and quickly went to switch it, but he stopped you, holding onto your hand as he took in the song longer, he pulled you into him, his chin rested into the crook of your neck as he continued to listen, the more he listened the more the lyrics drew him in, helping him heal parts of him that he didn't know needed healing, you spent the rest of the day showing him your favorites, "There's something about these lyrics... Would you mind showing me more songs from this band?"

♫ ₊˚.♡ — SAERAN CHOI

saeran was used to hearing you listen to your favorite kpop artists on repeat, and even went with you occasionally to pick up the newest albums and such, what he didn't expect was for you to be also in metal, when you played your music while in the shower, he could help but pause in front of the door listening in to the song playing, he asked you about it when you were finished, you were a bit embarrassed but he quickly followed it up with he actually liked it, even though he was shocked, he was also pleasantly surprised, especially since he wasn't a stranger to this type of music, he used to listen to it often, "I didn't know you also liked this type of music. You should have told me... I would have showed you some of my favorites."

♫ ₊˚.♡ — SAEYOUNG CHOI

while accompanying him on a drive, saeyoung suggested that you be the one to play your playlist this time, going as far as not starting the car until you played something, knowing his determination you ultimately gave in, as the first handful of songs played your guard got brought down, joking with him between songs and red lights, until after a cutesy song ended a heavy song played immediately after, you glanced at saeyoung nervously, you tried to read his face but failed, he quickly glanced at you squinting his eyes before returning his gaze to the road, he then dramatically asks why didn't you tell him sooner that you liked this type of music before rambling about this band in particular, "How could you keep this a secret from me! I have to show you their first album, but it's not available on any streaming devices.. I promise I got it morally!!"

♫ ₊˚.♡ — YOOSUNG KIM

you had spent the better half of the night gaming with yoosung, a daily tradition you guys shared most nights, as you went to grab a quick drink between games, he decided to surprise you when you came back, he cutely posed with your cat headphones as he waited for you to return, however you forgot to pause your music as you left, you were a bit surprised as you came back to see him be so cute but he got a surprise himself as the cute song transitioned into a much dramatic and heavier song, his expression was a dead giveaway, he slipped off the headphones and handed them to you, asking if you actually listened to that, he didn't mean any harm, he was just very surprised by your duality, "Sorry, ah! I didn't mean for it to come off that way... I was just surprised. What are your favorite songs from them? Maybe, I'll like some too!"

♫ ₊˚.♡ — RYU HYUN (ZEN)

while waiting for zen to be done with promotional stuff for his newest role, you decided to pass the time by listening to music, you were lost in your own world, admittedly you were half asleep, zen eventually joined you on the sofa in the lounge room, he gently pulled your earphone out, listening in to your music, you turned to look at him surprised, even more so when the next song to play was an heavier one, he quickly shifted beside you, zen's eyes widened as he smiled at you, he was thrown off guard but in a particular way, he teased you playfully calling you his 'sweet metal babe', though he was caught off guard only knowing your love for kpop songs, he loved seeing your duality, "This is why we're perfect for each other, my love. People have this idea of us in their mind but we're completely different in reality."

♫ ₊˚.♡ — VANDERWOOD

vanderwood entered your shared apartment as an heavier song played out from your phone, his eyes slightly furrowed looking at you, not in anger but as if he was studying you, you froze in place taken aback by his surprised arrival and being in a vulnerable state, you continued your stare off before he sighed and walked over to you, he pulled you in his arms, he muttered that he didn't really expect you to be listening to music like that, especially with the appearance you kept up, he joked that maybe you should of been a secret agent, "You really don't have to be embarrassed or ashamed. It's just music, nothing too serious. I do adore that look on your face, however."

[marshmallowprotection]

What would happen if we actually got a chance to kiss Suit during the whole “Treat me like Ray,” thing?

"Treat me like Ray!"

Do you want to know why Suit Saeran asks you to treat him like Ray of all people? Do you really want to know if it hasn't already made its frank appearance in front of you? Ray is allowed to feel emotions. All of them, from happiness, joy, sadness, and misery. He can feel them all because he was crafted to not only be useful to Rika, but to be her idealized son to make up for her actions against Mother Choi.

But, in the case of Saeran, he's nothing of the sort.

He's built on anger and animosity. He has to be angry and if he's not then he'll be destroyed. Ray was destroyed for something as simple as love. He loved you with everything in his heart, but that wasn't in the cards for him. Ray can't have love because it gets in the way of a plan created by Rika and furthered by him. He can't do something in paradise that goes against the grain.

Love made him turn against the Savior and the only safe place they had left. What can Ray and Saeran do if they have to leave Mint Eye? They would die out there, even with an MC, because Saejoong would find them in a matter of days the minute he noted something. It isn't hard for that man since he's got eyes and ears everywhere looking for his sons.

They can't turn to V or Saeyoung, they'll been programmed to want to imprison those two, or at best, kill them.

Saeran is only allowed to be angry and spiteful at the world around him. That is the only thing he can have and he's angry about that. If you put yourself in his shoes, it might make more sense. Imagine... you wake up in pain, you're distressed and dazed, and the first thing you hear is that Ray went against everything you both agreed to not do in the name of some stranger you barely know, and this suffering is because of that.

How stupid could Ray be to dream?

How dumb is Ray to fight against the only thing that's keeping them safe and alive?

Who cares if they're miserable and broken, this is the only place to breathe a single ounce of fresh air without the threat of their dad on the prowl!

You don't hate Ray for dreaming and wanting more out of life. You don't hate him for being himself and many people don't understand that. But, you feel contempt at the situation. You're angry the Savior punished him for doing what Ray does best, but there's nothing you can do but do what you do best. Destroy Ray's hopes and dreams so you have a small fighting chance of survival in the only place left that will keep you alive.

Does that make you feel good?

It doesn't make you feel good.

Saeran wants to crush Ray before Mint Eye crushes him first. Is it the right thing to do? No. It's not the right thing to do. But, he feels like it is the only option. It's also why he tries to beat you down. He sees the world in your eyes and knows—he just knows that you're going to die like Ray will if you don't learn how to survive the "right way". He has to do what the strength of Mint Eye tells him to do, no matter what, and if you don't learn how to adapt, you'll be just as dead as Ray.

Contrary to what some people believe, Saeran doesn't want Ray to suffer, nor does he want you to die. He wants you both to understand that there's no point in trying to fight against Mint Eye. You'll always lose and he'll always wake up in the basement after Ray's heart ends up broken time and time again. Give up, accept that anger is the one and only way to live because that's what he's had to do.

That's his life and that's all it will ever be.

But, you know what, deep down, Saeran doesn't want to live that way for the rest of his life. He wants to be soft... he wants to be loved... he wants to know what warmth feels like. But, he can't have that. Look... Ray was just tortured for kissing you. He was struck over and over in the basement until he nearly disappeared for good.

Do you think that Saeran is going to risk losing his life over the same thing?

Do you think he'll let himself disappear for good knowing that Ray might have to suffer again without him there to take over and do what has to be done? Do you think he'll let you be killed for fighting the Savior when he knows there's something about you that makes him feel confused and perplexed about what he thinks it means to be strong?

When Suit Saeran says, "Treat me like Ray," he's asking you to show him what love feels like without the threat of being sent down into a dirty basement with nothing but beatings and elixir at his throat. He wants to know what made Ray turn against his fears and fight Rika in the way that made him wake up in a crumpled heap. If he pretends to be Ray, then only Ray could get into trouble.

Saeran can't get into the same trouble if it happened to Ray instead.

If Ray is being soft... vulnerable... loved... then Saeran can't get hurt because he's playing a "game".

He's using Ray as a cover to learn what he doesn't understand, but the reason why he won't ever be happy with you treating him like you treat Ray is simple. He's not Ray. He can never be Ray. So, he can't be happy with you treating him like Ray when all he wants to do is to be treated like Saeran... and for you to do that, he would have to be okay with being loved as Saeran, rather than trying to pretend to be Ray in a horrible attempt to learn what it means to be vulnerable.

That's why Saeran shuts down when you don't give him what he wants—because it's not what he wants and if you had given it to him in that moment, it would've just cemented the fact that he is a cruel monster who isn't meant to do anything but destroy, and that is the outcome that leads to Bad Ending 2, where he pushes you too far in anger and then realizes too little, too late what he truly wanted to be with you.

If you would have kissed him in that moment, it wouldn't have made him happy and it wouldn't have done anything to change the situation at hand. The only thing you would be confronted with is one simple fact. And unfortunate reality where he pushes you too far after you try to give him what you think he wants and it breaks you. It might involve a different road to get to the end but the final product will be the same. There is no doubt in my mind.

Saeran outright confesses this fact in the chatroom AFTER this sequence. He admits that he knows he can only survive in this damn place by playing along with the game his Savior created and you're not going to make him see otherwise. That's a lesson he has to learn by himself. Which, is later pointed out and expanded on when he has his talk with V and then when he apologizes to you about his actions and choices all this time.

Saeran can't pretend to be Ray to be happy.

Saeran needs to be SAERAN to be happy.

[fictionfixations]

jaehee best route presentation

this is just me jokingly dunking on mysme's other routes and pointing out the weird and wacky shit that happened in comparison to jaehee's significantly more tame route (because i love her route. we stan jaehee in this household.)

meant to make a presentation cause a bunch of friends were getting together to make some dumb af presentations but im procrastinating

anyway ive never played deep story or another story mode. and the only routes ive actually played are jaehee's and yoosung's. i cant be bothered to do anyone else's (the notifs get so annoying. im the type of person who sometimes spends whole days in a row desiring me time and being all alone. so guess what when you give me a game thats basically like a messenger in which you have to actually interact by then? its like. actually socializing! which no. it hit my social limit and i just stopped trying after multiple bad endings trying to actually get to zens lol)

since im not gonna be showing off my presentation (because ah.. socialization.. and two, now im kind of scared i might trigger someone..?)

so. here.

MAJOR MYSTIC MESSENGER SPOILERS

its a gif..

[ Content warning: Swears, possibly triggering content, uh. Mention of bombs, death (faked su//cide), possible implied in//est thoughts (he doesn’t harbor those thoughts I don’t think, but it can still be the impression he gives off), ..mention of s*x maybe?, kidnapping, held captive, weird shit that’s meant to be kinky but actually comes off as really creepy, INACCURATE PORTRAYAL OF PEOPLE WITH MENTAL ILLNESSES, cringe, false reporting / negative media, captivity, yandere ending sob??, and ill add more if i can think of more - and torture. I wont go indepth but ill mention it. …beastiality? Just remembered headbang. I dont think its said but ppl kinda see the implications of it i think. ..ive never played his route so i have no clue | is cucking a trigger??? I dont..>>>????? / sexual implications probably  | mentions of S/A. It doesnt happen but a character falsely accuses another to ruin their reputation, toxic relationships ]

thats it lmfao

what i was going to continue with:

jumin. so. you know that bad ending where you're basically kept in his house and he puts trackers in your shoes so you can only walk as far as like the kitchen away from him and doing so alerts him and shit?? and its played off as being some kinky shit i think but like hello? (also i think. it was either him or saeran, but we fuck in the basement he has trauma in??)

(i mean theres also the thing with his cat. the 'i'll treat you like my pet' or something like that line?? i dont remember. or zen having a dream that elizabeth his cat was running away so he locked her up even worse so then when he opened the door she ran??)

707 is the most story-depth i think, the one ppl consider canon. in which. crazy shit probably happens there with the obligatory kidnapping and bomb threat. i honestly cant remember i didnt even go to his page to check . altohugh i think theres an ending where saerans is like 'give me a hug'. 707 does. then saeran kills him. which. oof…. poor guy. or its revealed who their dad is and basically bad things happen i think?

saeran/ray/unknown. inaccurate depiction of mental disorders or something like that (not meant to offend with wording, but i can never remember the names of shit). it was like.. we first get to know ray whose the nicer one. and then there's saeran whose an absolute asshole. there was something like 'if you dont listen something bad will happen' (which is apparently something his mom said to him or something like that?) very sucky situation

V. cucking??? IDFK wtf

V's CELL?

DRUGGed. from. RAY's. TORTURE. okay. okay.

(someone explain to me whats going on in that ending where we're cucking, im so confused)

ah...

so. yknow. jaehee's route is significantly more tame. and relaxing. and stress relieving imo.

the end

[merakiui]

Omg!! I'm so late! work kept me busy 😭 but I wanted to reply to your last message! regarding hetalia and such!

Going back to the hetalia fandom it's like coming home after a while <33 and Personally my favourite female characters are Seychelles, Liechtenstein, Belgium and Belarus (Belarus is low-key yandere for her brother and Unhinged omg),

Did you have or should I say do have any ships you like ? maybe with England since he is your favourite? I'm much more into rare pairs/ships which means there isn't much content of them 😭 like : England x Seychelles (because their interaction in Gakuen Hetalia was cute and funny ♡) or Iceland x Seychelles (I adore opposite-attract 🥺 💛 Iceland is more reserved while Seychelles is more outgoing and now imagine Seychelles helping Iceland coming out of his shell or Iceland cooling down Seychelles! ♡) lol can you tell I like Seychelles??

Nyo France is a charming lady ❤ I like your taste 🤌Personally I also like Nyo America (I love my tomboy princess) and nyo Italy/Romano such babes, Nyo Finland looks cute but will kick your Ass 💪❤

Also, Pirate England and Pirate Spain are Hot af 👌That's all I want to say haha (or even viking nordics 👀)

And Omg I'm actually currently obsessed with Danganronpa! 😭 In fact my profile picture is sonia nevermind bc she's one of my favourites! Which characters do you like the most?? 👀 are there any moments in the game you liked/saddened you the most ? (like favourite character dying 😭)

As for mystic messenger! did you ever notice how similar looking Saeran/Ray and Rollo look like? maybe it's the eyebags but seriously the first time I saw Rollo in twst I thought "Ray what are you doing in twst?? leave me alone, I'm not into you anymore 😭" but not only the physical Apperance both of their characters are kind of similar? I mean Ray is literally in a cult and Rollo is well you know based of an Disney villian who's religious corrupted sooooo yeah! but Saeran/ray/unknown has such yandere tendencies! and yes that one jumin ending omg! 😭 Yoosung is a cutie 💓 and well jaehee keeps us in the friendzone 💀

And Obey me! Asdfghjklöä! while writing this Obey me nightbringer came out! 🎉 I see you like Mammon 😂 seems like you like Greedy Demon and Octopus 🤌 only difference the Octopus is successful business owner and well..... the demon is constantly broke, so broke in fact the steals from his brothers 💀 I can also totally see Idia and Leviathan (maybe yoosung too??) bounding over videogames or hating the normies together 💀 (and maybe talking about having a certain crush on a certain MC 👀👀) they sure would make great frenemies 😂😂 Also Satan reminds me of APH England 💀💀 maybe its the hair colour?? the colour green?? or maybe the small same similarities personality wise?? but omg I can't unsee it now 💀 And AHEM Jade and barbatos, I don’t think I need to say anything else but yeah they also have the almost same hairstyle!!

Ooooh but can you imagine the Twst Characters as Sins?? Like Riddle = Wrath, Leona = Sloth, Azul = Greed, Jamil = Envy, Vil = lust, Idia = ??? Gluttony??, Malleus = Pride!

Oooh yes Omori is such an interesting and Deep game I would recommend you to play it 🌟

Anyway, take good care of you and drink a lot of water! I've seen that you have lots of unfinished Luna love hotel requests and different ideas/fics you want to write! take your time and don't stress yourself or burn yourself out! writing is suppose to be fun, I hope your not overdoing it 🙏

Take Care 🤟 Anon 🌸

Hello again, 🌸 anon!!! I'm also quite late to respond, but omg you have good taste in female characters! Seychelles was a sweetheart and I liked her character a lot, too!! As for ships, I didn't really have any, but I did enjoy the interactions between Germany and Italy! It's very funny and cute. <3 and aaaaaa nyo!America is also a very nice design!!! Wonderful taste once again hehe. I love her tomboy look!!! >0< and nyo!Italy and nyo!Finland are also both so pretty!!!

Pirate England and pirate Spain..... AAAAAA orz and the viking nordics omg omg!!!! The amount of fanfics I used to read with them... too many to count. I remember there was a time I read too many pirate England fics that I ended up dreaming about him LOL. I think I was a stowaway on his ship, but the entirety of that dream was essentially England and Spain fighting over who got the rights to own me????? ^^;;;; I couldn't begin to explain it if I wanted to.

Sonia!!!! I like her a lot!!!! Additionally, I also like Shuichi, Kokichi, Kaede, and Hagakure! I thought Aoi and Sakura's friendship was very endearing, so Sakura's death crushed me the most in the first game. It's always painful being a Danganronpa fan because your favorite character has the possibility of getting killed and that's the worst feeling. </3

AAAAAAA Mystic Messenger....... every summer, I play it just so I can get more hourglasses to finally unlock Saeran's route. I'm vaguely familiar with what happens, but even so I need to play it. T_T the same goes for Jumin's route. I want that bad ending!!!! OTL I have played Zen's route so many times in the past because he gives the most hourglasses. He's so engraved in my brain hehe. <3 I love him. And Jaehee!!!! When I played her route, I kept thinking, "Why does she keep friend-zoning us? We're so obviously in love." >:( let Jaehee love the player!!! It's what she deserves. <3 aaaa and Yoosung!! He's the cutest. :D

Mammon is my number one!!!! Something about greedy and pathetic men is just so *chef's kiss,* so it makes sense I'd inevitably simp for Mammon and Azul lol. But then Satan and Belphegor are so !!!!!! When the latter was manipulating us and planning to trick us all along when we found him in the attic. :) oooooo he's the worst. I need him. I should play Obey Me again just to see Mammon and Belphegor hehe. I have no idea what is happening in the story now, but I heard there were new characters added and I also saw a few things regarding Nightbringer! Omg but your comments on Jade and Barbatos... I need them to sit down and have tea together to see who can out-babygirl the other. >:) and if memory serves, Barbatos can see into the future or foretell all possible timelines? If that's the case, WOOOOOOO the yandere potential!!!! orz

Also, the twst characters as the seven deadly sins is such a fun thought to entertain. <3 you're giving me so much brain rot... orz

Thank you for your kind words!!! I will make sure to take care of myself and drink water! Please do the same as well! :D though there are many things I want to write, I am pacing myself and focusing on one fic at a time. ^0^

[fastasheep]

asking abt ur selfship au!!!! how does eunso feel abt minyoung + vise versa? are yoosung and seven still close? does eunso like seven (do they hang out together as a group? :3)

+ bonus space to talk abt whatever u want

OH MY GOODNESS IVE NEVER BEEN ASKED AB MY SELFSHIPS BEFORE KYAAA i don't know how to format tumblr posts so i'll try to make it make sense.. hehe...

Eunseo + Minyoung:

Eunseo is a part of the RFA and has known Yoosung and Rika since she was in high school. She's a year older than Yoosung and Rika saw her potential as an author and a journalist so Rika asked her to work with the RFA!!!

Eunseo's backstory is a whole other topic I'll touch on in the next ask LOL.

Minyoung (in this universe, which I consider their "canonical" universe if that makes sense), is Saeran/Unknown's assistant and has been working alongside him for two and a half years by the time of the main plot (which follows Seven's route).

To make a long story short, Minyoung was originally supposed to be MC from Ray's route, but it follows the Bad Ending where MC refuses to be the play tester so Ray takes her back to magenta to be his assistant.

As a result, Minyoung knows about Eunseo but Eunseo doesn't know anything about her. Two years after Secret End 2 (hence the name of the AU, Secret End: After), Eunseo is working on her Master's Thesis and decides to write about Mint Eye and its previous Believers.

She sends out an online survey asking for previous members of the cult to willingly step up and attend an interview. Minyoung is the only legitimate member of Mint Eye, so Eunseo focuses her work on Minyoung for now.

Then... through Eunseo, Minyoung and Saeran meet again <3.

Eunseo + Seven:

To be honest... Eunseo has just never liked Seven to begin with. Maybe because she just doesn't appreciate his humour but tries to suck it up because Yoosung loves Seven so much lol. But I like to think that two years later, she learns to be civil with him and enjoy his presence.

Yoosung + Seven:

Yes! These two goofballs are still very close even in this AU, probably closer than ever before. I'm a YooSeven geek, so I really can't get rid of their dynamic no matter how hard I try LOL. Yoosung has matured a lot in the time that's passed though and he's actually often the voice of reason when Seven and Saeran get into fights. Yoosung understands most out of them all what it means to let people go and let them develop, I think.

As for RFA as a group, they do still often meet up in this AU. They're still Rika's Fundraising Association and they still throw parties. Jumin and Jaehee still work closely together, but Jumin has started to see things from her perspective. Thank god he doesn't overwork her anymore. Jaehee still has plans of opening her own cafe and Jumin wouldn't mind helping her out. Zen is still single as ever, but he's become less immature about it.

But thank you so much for asking about my meepy Minyoung! She's been my self insert for about three or so years now and I was really nervous about showing her off to the world. I appreciate your interest sooo much <3

[natasha-in-space]

so we got the RFA as little fairytale things-- what about Saeran? any/all versions of him are good!

Oh, I'm always giddy to talk about Saeran! What's funny is that with him, I ended up choosing mostly mythical creatures. Maybe it's because I dived headfirst into my childhood obsession with all kinds of fantasy beings as I worked on the RFA? Well, either way, it was fun to ponder over these!

Ray

A siren. That's mostly because of the role he plays in the game. Ray is the one that lures you into Mint Eye with sweet promises of endless entertainment and happiness. You don't see his face up until the moment when it's too late to turn back, be it by you agreeing to come to him willingly, or him taking you as his assistant whether you want it or not. It's his voice that you hear. Guiding you. Reassuring you. Mesmerizing you. It's his voice that you trust your heart to. I can't help but associate that with a siren. And, oh, it is such an interesting concept for Ray. Can you imagine? A siren that falls in love with a human but doesn't believe that the one they love can ever return their feelings? That's why he relies on his hypnotic voice so much. Deep inside, he's scared. He's scared you're going to leave if he doesn't keep you nice and safe right by his side. But, you prove his fears wrong. Be it by you never actually submitting to his song in the first place, or you eventually finding a way to escape its mesmerizing call, you come to cherish him as he is. Or... you could imagine yourself forever trapped in his soothing voice that dulls all of your thoughts, however intense they may be. The choice is yours.

Suit Saeran

A vampire. Aside from me having a major soft spot for vampires, there are a few reasons why I would pick a vampire specifically for Suit from all the others. While vampires had countless differing portrayals throughout the years, they often symbolize a darker part of ourselves that we're trying to hide away. Vampires are also creatures of death. They come to life only after the person unfortunate enough to get turned had died, leaving their previous mortal life behind. Isn't that rather reminiscent of the way Suit views his awakening during the game? He sees himself as a monster... a creature that brings nothing but dread and destruction, especially when it comes to anything that Ray once held dear. We know that's not truly what he wants. But, it's what he has to do to survive. Just like vampires do. And yet, vampires can also symbolize defiance and rebellion. They are creatures that are often hunted and are instructed to be killed on sight, and this part of their existence does get explored sometimes, which I love. It's them against the world when all they do is try to survive. Saeran's choice to stand up for what's right and protect both you and Ray is a perfect act of rebellion against the environment that kept you caged up until this moment. I actually have a drabble with vampire Suit and my cmc you can check out here!

GE Saeran

A hippogriff. A hippogriff is a mythical creature that is half-eagle and half-horse. There's a purely symbolic reason behind my choice of this particular creature for GE Saeran. See, the birth of a hippogriff by itself is a miracle. It's a creature born out of love between a griffin and a horse, something that shouldn't be possible in any way since they are considered enemies. It's a representative of two opposing forces merging together to create something beautiful and grand against all odds. I can't help but compare it to how Ray and Suit joined forces once they both knew what was the right thing to do. And out of this mutual agreement, Saeran as we know him was born. Hippogriffs can also symbolize a strong sense of love, which plays a big part in GE Saeran's journey. Not just his love for you, but his love towards himself, his brother, and other people around him. I guess you could say that Saeran's birth was a miracle that symbolized a promise of happiness. A new journey of self-discovery that will last a lifetime.

VAE Ray

A winter fae. There are many, and I mean many differing interpretations of fayes throughout all kinds of stories, but for this instance specifically, I'm talking about winter fayes that are born from the shared suffering of mortals in our realm. Winter fayes are very sensitive creatures, in the sense that they can literally feel the pain that others are going through. Especially powerful winter fayes can even feel the suffering of living creatures throughout different realms. That being said, it's not all doom and gloom for them. Winter fayes are not explicitly unhappy with their ordeal, and they are very compassionate and kindhearted towards anyone who stumbles into their court on accident. It's all about balance. Without sadness, there would be no happiness. I just think that really resonated with both VAE Ray and Saeran in different ways. They both went through hell, and their scars will never completely fade away, both physical and mental. But, they learn how to live with them. They learn to open their tired hearts to others, even if they do that at their own pace. There's a melancholic beauty to that.

Unknown

Cerberus. There's something about Unknown being a vicious and unforgiving yet eternally loyal creature who will do anything that he's ordered to do without a second thought that resonates with me. Or, maybe it's the demon/angel au I have cooked up and his role in it. Either way, I can't help but think of Cerberus when I get to Unknown. What's especially intriguing is that Cerberus's ferociousness is rarely shown on full display. Cerberus is loyal, diligent, and observant. He doesn't have to do anything drastic for you to start trembling from fear in his presence. He's terrifying in a way that you don't really want to find out why he's so terrifying. The reason why Unknown is impossible to have a route with is that he's simply too far gone at that point. He doesn't care about anything but his duty and his revenge. You won't be able to sway him like you can with Ray. Unknown is a loyal guard dog, much like Cerberus. And, in a way, he's Rika's loyal lapdog, completely blind to the way his loyalty is disregarded time and time again.

SE Saeran

A chimera. Chimeras are the embodiment of conflicting and contradictory emotions merging to create something completely different and unnatural. But, in contrast with hippogriffs, chimeras are not born out of love between two creatures, and they do not inspire the same awe. Chimeras are often described as foul and ferocious beings, playing the role of the obstacle for the hero to beat. It's a creature of chaos and conflict. And while it can be viewed in an antagonistic way, I can't help but think that SE Saeran would find a sense of kinship in that. He is always at war with himself. He says one thing but thinks completely another. He thinks that he knows what he wants, but changes his mind at the drop of the hat. His heart and his mind are rarely in synk. He is a mess of conflicting thoughts and emotions, and he has to learn how to navigate that. Not to mention that he views himself as a disgusting monster. In a way, he would find comfort in chimeras.

[cherrychipheart]

Update

Heya~ It’s been a while. 5 years

First off... I’m genuinely surprised that my dead blog still gets likes and reblogs occasionally. During the course of time, a lot of asks were sent, and I’m really sorry for having left you guys hanging. At that time, high school grades were a priority ;; Now that I’ve been free from all that for a while, at the very least, an update was necessary. 

1. Updating blog theme

There were concerns that the blog was hard to navigate and to add, also lead to external links. I’m incredibly sorry to those who experienced this. The blog has now reverted back to the vanilla tumblr theme. 

2. Back to being active?

I’m afraid that I have lost all motivation to continue this blog. There are 15 drafts/unposted theories that were left sitting there, and when I look at those posts, I think man, what was I thinking? As of right now, I’ve forgotten 80% of what my theories were originally about, that I’ve had to reread them over and over ; And it’s unlikely I’ll ever get back on track. So with that, I’m afraid that I won’t be able to answer all of the asks, since the part of my brain concerning itself with Cheritz has been collecting webs and dust 😞

3. The future of this blog    

I’ve considered deleting this blog for some time. It’s pretty much dead, but I’m still conflicted over whether I should or not. It’s actually my very first and only tumblr blog...  

4. Moving on

Part of what made this fun were some online friends I made along the way in creating these seemingly wild theories. I’ve lost touch with them overtime, but its a part of growing up in general, moving on with life. I’ve had so much fun also looking at others’ theories and looking at the asks. In fact, there were some that were like a revelation o.o, things that I had never considered. There was one ask which talked about how some of the organisations making contact with the RFA sounded like they were making desperate wishes 😮

Anyway, I’ve moved on. From Mystic Messenger. From Nameless, Dandelion. All of Cheritz I’m afraid. I was never interested in The Ssum from right when it was announced back in 2017, because first, it came out of nowhere, and I had doubt that it was connected to the previous games. Turns out... 

I’ll leave that there for you to figure out (don’t wanna risk spoilers haha).

But the biggest demotivator for dropping my blog has to be...

5. Cheritz’s declaration that the story of Mystic Messenger was up to interpretation

That particular post shook me. Starting from Nameless, Cheritz had established that their future games were truly something to look forward to, at least for me. It’s not just throwbacks or cameos, it’s within the same universe. The announcement of MysMe and introduction of Jumin’s character hooked me in right from the start. It was very exciting back in the past. But now, it’s just... eh. Cheritz appears to want to please everyone. Apparently, the Mysme fandom that hadn’t played Dandelion or Nameless were angry that they had to check out the two to understand the story of Mysme which was why Cheritz had made that post (don’t quote me, even I’m unsure of whether this is true or not 😶 But if Cheritz had to make a post like that, it must mean something)

Ultimately, I actually hadn’t even started V’s route nor got a satisfactory ending with Saeran. Their routes were a big surprise, and I felt it got messy quick. When I looked at the story of Mysme at face value (so looking at it independently without any connection to the other games) and paired with other people’s perspectives of Saeran’s and V’s routes based off screenshots, I found there were some inconsistencies regarding the characters and their point of views of events. And if that’s at face value, then there’s just no way I’ll be able to, well, make connections between the games. And the fact that Jumin’s got a route based off a bad ending... well, more profit is good I guess? They are a company after all  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Ultimately, if there are inconsistencies, paired with the fact that Cheritz says that the game is up to interpretation... what, then, is considered canon or a theory?  

If you’ve read this far... nah, there’s no way haha.

6. Just some rambling (my own thoughts, feel free to disagree of course)

I feel like Cheritz has made a mistake. By saying that Mysme can be interpreted in any way, only to connect the Ssum back to Mysme, and killing Lynn Project. Dandelion and Nameless had a clear direction. Lynn Project could’ve had a direction, who knows? Both Mysme (any additional content after the main story, new routes etc) and the Ssum don’t feel like they have a clear direction, with how they’ve had to develop these two within either a tight time frame, or lacking storytelling and anticipation. 

Anyway, I’m not sure if people are still interested in the theories surrounding Cheritz games. If so, it’s really impressive their brains haven’t fallen out. Mine fell out a long time ago. Looking back at my theories, I have now understood how crazy I must’ve sounded to others haha. 

7. So what am I doing now?

At the moment, it’s still unclear on whether I should keep this blog up or not. It all depends. Although I doubt there are others following this blog to begin with (like, is there even a discord server for Cheritz fans on theories and headcanons?)

I’ve moved onto other things at this point: working for a living, learning art, checking out other otome games, Kdramas, and so on.           

Peace~ 

-cherrychipheart   

[heyheydidjaknow]

Hey missy, I think a lot of us would LIVE to read about your otome project <3

Your phrasing and sentence structure softly kisses my forehead and then slaps me in my face afterwards everytime and if I can get that specific brand of joy by viewing something you are passionate about then expect me to eat it up like leftover birthday cake in the fridge after a night of drinking.

Keep your pretty head up, queen <3

The project is, essentially, to give a comprehensive summary of Mystic Messenger (chat room by chat room, phone call by phone call, pm by pm and story mode by story mode) via slideshow. The main reason I don’t talk about it is because I lowkey become a monster when I get into things at the best of times, and with something like MM it gets way worse. I absolutely can talk about it, but I have very strong opinions about this lil game and its characters that don’t necessarily fit my usual format. I’ll offer a sample of what that would look like under the cut; if it’s the sort of thing y’all would be interested in feel free to lmk.

So I’m doing V’s route right now (against my desires— I spent the 100 hgs so I wouldn’t have to actually suck up to him) and it’s a lot of V telling us (MC, whoever) that we need to not tell people things. Ever since the Secret Endings I have been way less trusting of Seven’s judgement, but nothing has brought me greater frustration than this masochist telling me to not let anyone else in on what’s going on when it’s info that absolutely concerns them. I can smell a bad ending on the horizon because all my answers are essentially “V really should be keeping communication open” and honestly I am standing behind my anti secret policy. The reason he gives— which is a bullshit reason I’m sure— is that everyone else wouldn’t be able to handle the info, which is not only ridiculous and patronizing for them but incredibly frustrating as someone who has to play as this incredibly passive character. We’re supposed to just sit on our hands when we know such pertinent information as where Seven’s twin brother is, who’s behind this whole ordeal, that there’s a cult (?) in the mountains and that we’re being held against our will, etc. I, as someone who’s played the secret endings and the other routes, know that V is trying to keep us out of dodge in his own stupid way, but the idea of being someone who has been kept in a compound in the middle of nowhere and keeping quiet about it instead of trying our luck making a dash for the woods and telling the only people I can tell that I’m in a bad position is incredibly frustrating. When it was (Ray/Saeran)’s route it kinda made sense because we were sticking around for him specifically, but V has made a great escape and is allegedly doing just fine. The lack of agency regarding the MC is always frustrating, but in this route in particular I have a sneaking feeling my desire to actually do shit and try to leave as opposed to following master planner V’s plan is going to get me a bad ending and take another 100 hgs.

Anyways now I’ve got to figure out how to explain what a Medical Proxy/DPOA is in an articulate way because I finally finished the Secret Endings and even though I recognize just asking my audience member to Google it makes more sense I want to make this presentation informative to make up for the months worth of chat rooms my friend (who may very well not be my friend after what I’m sure will be at least an hour of talking about this stupid game) will need to sit through the summaries of. More accurately I need to make a slide to explain what a DPOA because currently the slide part of my slideshow presentation is seriously lacking. Also how do indicate, when a wound is barely on screen, how a shoulder wound miraculously migrated to the elbow. Will keep people posted and maybe, when I am done, I will post the speaker notes here.

[asterjennifer]

© @bloodvanessa on Tumblr

Flawed

Fandom: Mystic Messenger

Pairing: SE Saeran x Reader

Category: Angst

Warnings: Arguing, Codependency

Word count: 2891

Author's Note: The Mystictober really drained me out lol. Guys I got your stuff saved up! But at this point idk what I'm doing for the time being shshs I'm just braindead-

Summary: As messy as it can be; there are moments bringing clarity to the surface.

It's just that it takes some communication for that to happen successfully.

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“So..” She put her hands on her hips, the probable plan more than obvious. “You thought I don't know what's going on?”

He dodged her large-scale assessment, especially when taking hold at his body. Shame crept secretly between the door and the room as if he's forced to ask for it leave despite the stubbornness of standing its ground at the most unpleasant time.

Her jaw tense, she decided to first wait for his explanation before busting through the roof unjustified like it happened before. She's willing to understand the circumstances that caused habitual changes in the first place. Her wrinkle free stare glooming through the room must've been imitating like nothing else managed.

He let his head drop down into the palm of his burning, pale hand. Red strands of hair trapped in between reminding him how she started nagging at him to use the conditioner for the love of its texture. She touched it more often when feeling soft, therefore he tried remembering making use of the product he found unnecessary.

They didn't know where they stood; what the place was called they lived in. If it's home or just a hypocritical temptation of pretending it to be their place to spend their time in. He suffocated casually ableit regularly at a daily basis. She didn't seem to share the thin oxygen cut short whenever the slightest shift took place.

It's so familiar to her, he thought bitter. Like she couldn't afford even acknowledging the rather unpleasant atmosphere given the ridiculous amount of fear controlling her heart. Too many times and by now she's able to sense when he just pulls that cursed suitcase from the wardrobe.

He already knew the magnitude he had evoked once again, although he tried to avoid or at least reduce it. Regardless how much conflict filled the hours, it appeared to be an endless circle neither of them had the strength of leaving behind. With the difference he at least held the truth in front of his eyes by reminding himself of the flaws in between while she refused violently.

“It's the same as always,” He muttered back at her. “I want to leave and I'm gonna do it this time.” They stayed silent for way too long, his fingertips freezed down in the meantime. He'd knew she would throw the door shut when claiming to leave.

He closed his eyes to avoid the echo giving him an headache and instead grabbed one of the prepared shirts and stuffed it into the suitcase. Not the very first time for that to happen, yet every single occasion left the same anxious scars behind. He should've known she'd catch his wrist when continuing to pack up.

He sighed to himself as her nails slightly scratched his senstive skin. “Really?” She sounded almost shocked. “Again..? What have I done this time? Or what thought told you to fuck off..” As if she's seeing the depths of his mind, probably due to him spilling way too many secrets kept inside to prevent them from spilling over.

His attempt to pull away from her grip ended in vain; not because he's physically weaker than her. Simply because he's having no heart to actually hurt her that way. “We aren't good and you know it.”

His knees hurt from kneeling in the same position for ages, yet he kept his body still. Her hand loosened up occasionally, letting him know how torn she must've felt herself. “After all this work.. You keep thinking that we can't be together. Seriously..?” She's offended and it's her right.

At least in his eyes. He shook his head, turing his body to the side to find her standing taller than him. She just had taken a shower; hair still wet and curly at the ends. The water drops running down her neck, over her collarbone to let the evening sun reflect the orange light outside. She shivered when only covered in her towel and her lower lip colored blueish given the wamrth of the room's gone.

She's so very pretty, he found himself admiring her full being even though her eyes shot stares possessed with venom. He could've wondered how she heard him sneaking out of the living room into the bedroom to get his suitcase packed up yet again. However, knowing his lover, it's no surprise she's used to picking up signals.

He swallowed the thick lump blocking his throat. “It's useless.” She noticed him avoiding her after letting his eyes wander to the other side of the room. “Don't start the whining again, I'm leaving.”

She inhaled sharp, the same impact like she's smacked his face with the flat hand. Funny enough that she has never been once violent with him before. The pain he caused her despite his best efforts preventing her heart from aching let him feel guilty to the bone, every time a little bit more. She stood there at odds, stunned, even if it wasn't the first time the two had had such a conversation.

The grip around his arm suddenly disappeared, leaving him to cool off against his will even further. She pulled the hand to the towel covering her body, digging the same nails now into the wet fabric. “Is that so?” She asked, hissed if anything.

“Well… if even my words don't mean anything anymore then I guess I can't stop you.” That's new.

His head shot up by the words he'd never received before. Normally it's expected for her to either throw a tantrum and point out just how much shit they went through together; that it's wasted potential if they broke up now. And if she didn't use that argument, she would declare her love and need for his presence until it make his knees weak. That one ended mostly in a sleepless night for the both of them.

She met his confusion, eyes narrowing at his reaction. “What?!” Her defensive made her snap out, hair falling gently over her shoulder in contrast. “You wanna leave? Then go already. It's not like my words will change anything.”

The way she rolled her eyes had his body paralyzed. That's nothing he'd dealt with in the entire relationship, neither in theirs nor in any he shared before. It's overwhelming to hear the person you hold deep meaning and love for agree to your idea to abandon everything. It caught him so off guard he couldn't think for a slow motion moment.

Her bare feet on the floor caused the spot to stay wet, the longer she stood in the door frame the more water hit the ground. Although she'd been telling him to leave, her actions were contradicting exactly that. Was it a sign? He almost begged for it in the back of his head. His hand lifted in hesitation, should he truly complete packing his stuff?

After crossing her arms, her left index finger tapped in rhythm against her soft skin. Like a counter of some sort; showing the long seconds he's referring from doing what he's supposed to finish. He looked up to her, seeking any answer in her facial expression. That's when she raised an eyebrow at him. Motherly behavior, or at least what he imagined would it be like. She gritted her teeth at his slow pace.

“What are you waiting for!?” It should've been a question, however, it ended as an accusation. “Go, put everything in that fucking suitcase so I can lock the door once you're out.” She waved her hand at him in a «be gone already» manner.

Resembling a kicked puppy after chewing the sofa, he just gazed at her with wide, blue eyes. Was she that done? Finally had enough of his bullshit and the hurt that never died down thanks to his absurd personality? Was her pain so unbearable by now she's not able to carry on this messed up routine anymore? Did her love for him faded out due to his unreasonable actions?

Endless questions and as it seemed no answers in the near future. His heart contracted dangerously quick, taking away the ability to breathe correctly. His lips parted in panic, not a single noise fell out though. Awkward, he pressed them shut as he's scared of the next move being the one crossing the line once and for all.

Her shoulders tensed harder, helping him tear from the trance. “You— You are fine with that now?” The words left before he's aware what he's saying to her.

Her left eye twitched. With uncertainty? With anger? Out of frustration? Now when he needed it most he couldn't read her body language. “Does it matter..?” To the edge filled with poison. “Don't be a scaredy-cat and finally pull through with your shit!”

It would've offended him when speaking to him in such a tone of voice. Right now all he could think about's his heart that's about to bust out his chest. She didn't say she's fine with it; what imprecation held that statement? Countless thoughts made it difficult, almost impossible soothing out his situation to find the best solution. In the end his body reacted first to stand back up.

She followed his motion with her head, not a single change to find in her face. His chest tightened since he's unsure what it meant. “Are you…” He searched for the right words inside the room. “Do you not want me around anymore..?” She huffed immediately.

“Does that really matter?” Same question asked twice that evening. She took a step back to point with her hand to the entrance door of her apartment. “This is what you want; you get it. Where's the issue now!?”

His brows frowned some more. “No,” He refused to take that as an answer and shook his head. “I mean if you are sick of me now.” He's taken aback by the loud, desperate growl killing the silence of the air. She raised her hand and pressed it to her eyes in what looked like annoyance.

He noticed the unobtrusive, fading blue color on her neck he'd left not too long ago. Another strike of guilt. “Why is that important now…” The way she looked at him then sent a cold shower down his spine in weariness. “Get your ass out of my place if you're fed up with me! It shouldn't be of interest to you what I feel!”

“It matters to me..!” He yelled back, hand held with desperation over his heart unconsciously. “Of course it's of interest to me, you think I could take it if you want me gone!?” Another wave of nothingness crashed over their tangled heads.

She blinked surpsied by the sudden outburst on his part; no denying as he had shocked himself a little as well. Her body crouched forward as if to shield herself and it urged him to just grab her for another close embrace. “If you can't take it… why do you do this over and over.”

A justified statement which he couldn't defend. She lowered her head forward; wet hair still tingling against her now dry skin as she let the gears over her mind ratter. “Is it like.. a passtime? Some weird need for you to make me go nuts and plead you don't go!?” Her next questions won on volume.

“What the fuck is this for, then?!” She yelped, walking into his direction until she could push him by the chest. “Do you really enjoy making me scared all the time, to feel better about yourself or something?”

He lost on balance by the pressure, stumbling over the suitcase still spread out on the floor before hitting the wall with the back. “Your fucking ego needs the fragile, paranoid (N) to feel worth of shit!? I'm not a damn doll, Saeran—” He cut her by being the one grabbing her wrist next.

“You know me, don't you?” He pulled her face to face, keeping the eye contact intense as his own burned from getting called out. “Then you should know how fucked up I am! And how I— I can't help but feel insecure!”

She felt a shudder of fear rush through her veins for a brief moment. He reduced his strength a little; enough for her to pull away in case she desired so. However, she let him hold onto her. His strict eyes softened as his voice fell into a whisper. “You are too good for me.” He said what he usually were only brave enough to think.

“Can you guess how much I need that confirmation you feel anything for me that's not repulsion..?” She stiffened in his hand, he could feel it. It made him sigh the heavy breath he'd been holding.

He pressed his teeth together; fire of self-hatred flaming up and bubbling underneath his skin all over again. It made the vision of his become blurry, head falling down as much as possible to hide the shame consuming his emotions. He wasn't good enough for her. It showed by the current position they were in. He wasn't and he couldn't blame anyone beside himself for destroying the one thing he wanted to cherish rightfully.

“But… You're right,” He husked the words in a raw tone, letting loose of her some more. “I should finally fuck off for real.” He admitted the thing he'd been scared of ever since kissing her for the first time at the charity party.

Against all bones in his body screaming at him to do otherwise, he turned around to kneel and keep panicking his suitcase. It has been foreseeable that one day it would fail, yet he wanted to draw out that moment. It seemed hopeless from the very beginning and there he was again; wondering why he let himself get involved with her in the first place instead of walking away.

The weight of the towel being thrown over his head forced a gasp out of his lunges, now he couldn't see anything. “You're so damn lucky I love you.” She grumbled at his ear, closer than suspected.

His heart pulsed in the tips of his ears while she came around to push him back to his butt. Although his vision's gone, the feeling of her body curling up into his let his imagination do the work alone. She placed both hands to his shoulders, forehead touching his neck as she came as close as physically possible. She's even more cold than normally; it made him raise his arms around her out of reflex.

Keeping her warm was one of his everyday jobs for her wellbeing. She'd been the one pulling the damn towel from his head, hitting the floor next to them. She rubbed her cheek to his collar, telling him to also put his legs around her in a cross legged position. Her, completely naked in his hug killed more worries than he wanted to admit.

She was hypothermic, his hands running over her back and spine trembled by her low temperature. “You will get a cold…” Was everything he could offer.

Her hair smelled of the shampoo she used since years; familiar in the most calming sense. Feeling worse for having no selfcontrol, he reached up to play with the curly stands of her hair between his fingertips. “I don't care.” Was all she said.

“But—” Her nails tore on his sweater as a warning. Therefore he shut up. Not wanting to anger her any further. He looked over her shoulder, seeing the little bit of her shape by how near she'd been to him.

She then exhaled low. “If it's damn confirmation you need then ask me..” Her seriousness worried him. “Touch me, yell at me, fight me, fuck me, I don't care what it is. Just don't pretend to leave me..”

Her words chased blush over his cheeks. Too embarrassed to speak he decided to nod at her, luckily that's enough for her to relax in his arms. “Stupid boy.. You're really a pain in the ass sometimes. But I know I'm too so I can't judge.” That made him smirk.

He buried his nose into her hair, wanting to take in more of her sweet scent. “Hmh..” He hummed softly, running his hands up and down in order to heat her somewhat. “Thank you, (N).” Her turn to smile.

She pulled away an inch, hand to his red cheek with a bright look of genuine sympathy in her otherwise grounded eyes which had his knees wobble. “Now be a dear and carry me to the bathroom. I didn't finish showering yet.”

Doing as ordered he picked her up alongside his own body, still a little heavy after what they just went through. The redhead made sure to not stumble over the suitcase a second time and helped her back into the bathroom. Feeling both relived she stopped him from packing; yet ashamed for the blame he carried when it came to her never ending paranoia.

At the end of the day he guessed it's their nature. Or whatever that stopped them from parting ways and find a better path without each other. He's clueless what it could be, but he wasn't in need to find out anyway. Given she'd never leave without him the way he couldn't get by if not having her closure for himself.

[littleaipom]

“The flower language of the blue rose is.... Impossible. Unattainable”

I have this headcanon that Saeran would re-contextualize his own blue rose motif after his route, because he found the impossible in the form of MC and reached the unattainable with her. And so instead of the blue rose being a depressing reminder of what he can't have, it's a reminder that he is living a miracle.

Anyway here is a good ending Saeran with blue roses embroidered in his white shirt featuring one of my favorite lines 💙🌹

[k0kichiimagines]

he's so beautiful hes so pretty and handsome and lovely and kind and sweet and funny and brave and kissable and marryable actual love of my life i am obsessed i am head over heals in love my darling my love my sweetheart my precious saeran mwah

[juminsmysticmc]

umm.. its kinda embarassing but saeyoung and/or vanderwood with an mc who is very weak XD its bc im so weak that one time i did an arm wrestle against a 2nd grader and still lost;; LOLOL

Saeyoung/ Vanderwood x a weak Mc

Hello! I am the same! Like, children mostly win against me! So, since I totally know how you feel I felt very funny while writing this! Have fun reading!

Saeyoung

Your fiancé didn’t quite notice how weak you were until he helped you move out of your apartment and into his place.

It was a hot summer day when you slowly began to put every book you had on your shelves into some boxes.

Your place was in chaos, and the fact that Zen, Yoosung, Saeran, and of course your fiancé were helping you pack up wasn’t helping at all.

No, it was even worse since Saeyoung thought it would be funny to constantly tease Yoosung or check your stuff and tease you with it.

However, after you scolded him a few times, he finally calmed down and instead began to support you.

,,Mc, you and Yoosung can carry the cartons, we will try to move the heavier things,’’ Saeyoung said, checking if the boxes weren’t too heavy.

The car he rented was big enough for all of your things to fit in, but he still would have needed to come a second time to bring all of your heavier things into his place.

You and Yoosung agreed eventually and took the first box with both hands, walking slowly towards the exit.

However, you couldn’t quite accomplish your task.

Suddenly the blond man gasped, you let out a yelp, and then a loud noise was heard, making the three other boys run towards you guys as quickly as possible.

The sight they got was unusual.

,,Dude, you’re supposed to help her, not to break her!’’ Zen scolded Yoosung while Saeyoung approached you to help you up as you were laying on the floor. The box the both of you were carrying was broken while your stuff was strewn all over the floor..

,,Actually…’’ you mumbled as soon as you were standing on your legs, trying to find the right words.

,,I am kind of weak and I lost strength in my arms. I couldn’t hold the catron anymore so I had to let go of it,’’ you confessed.  

Saeyoung of course thought that it was kind of hilarious, but made sure that you did other things instead and carried your stuff outside with the other boys to make sure that you wouldn’t hurt yourself.

,,I can’t believe that you’re that weak to lose against Saeran!’’ Saeyoung laughed when the two of you tried to play arm wrestling, which ended up with his twin winning.

,,I told you that I’m weak! I’m in pain now!’’ you laughed, rubbing and trying to massage your arms.

And since then, Saeyoung noticed more and more how weak you were and how much he needed to protect you.

He swore to himself that he would protect you, no matter what.

Vanderwood

Laughing children were running past you, goofing around as they enjoyed the happy atmosphere of the park.

For you and Vanderwood, however, it was a completely different situation.

You weren’t even sure what you were arguing about, but both of your moods quickly changed in the worst way possible. Neither one was talking to the other one anymore.

You were frustrated with the situation, but you knew that you couldn’t change that fact and so, you kept on walking behind your boyfriend.

Your eyes wandered from one point to the other until your body crashed against something stiff.

,,Ouch,’’ you gasped when your nose met his back, making you rub the tip of it as if it was hurt.

And even though you seemed to be in pain, Vanderwood was still neutral about it.

Only when he heard your groans, the man turned around.

,,What did you do?’’ he asked you, still annoyed but also worried.

When you told him that you just walked into them and hurt yourself, he almost couldn’t believe you.

,,I didn’t even feel anything! As if!’’ he rolled his eyes.

But the two of you tried it out - the two of you were holding hands and tried to push each other away.

You didn’t move him by a millimeter.

It did loosen up the mood around the two of you and you laughed together again, but this was also the trigger for Vanderwood to make you do some workouts so that you could become a bit stronger.

It didn’t really matter, in his opinion, if you weren’t strong, but he thought of it as an important matter to make sure that you could protect yourself in any case, even though your weakness made him promise himself to not leave you alone anymore and never let you walk behind him so he could see you.

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11.05.2022 // 22:31 MEST

[marshmallowprotection]

Its an honest to god tragedy that cg of Saeray is tied to one of his most heartbreaking bad ends bc real talk? Easily my favorite look on him. The light pink waistcoat and pants, the black rose, buttons, and glove details, the swept bangs? God tier.

Actually if you let him undo the collar on that shirt and move the rose corsage (The shirt collar is tight with the rose right at his neck, because he's trapped all over again. Clever, Cheritz. Heartwrenching, but clever) I can imagine it being a formal outfit he wears to future RFA fundraisers?

Or maybe im just desperate to have this outfit in a positive light bc im weak for light colored suits lmao

This is one the worst endings you can give Saeran Choi. Why? Because unlike in Ray Route when you team up with Rika to create a Puppet Savior, you're well aware of what Saeran wants and needs after a long two months and some change of knowing him and loving him as a free man. Yet, you throw his life and needs out the window the second Rika offers a reality where you're not separated from Saeran and he gets to live with you. You don't care about what he wants in this timeline. You care about what you want and the easiest way to get it.

You go and subjugate him to a living hell as a love puppet since you know he'll do whatever you think is right even if it's wrong for him. The worst part in all that? Saeran will burn and suffer for you if this is what makes you happy. He's dead inside. That's the reason why there is a black rose on his collar. It is a significant mark of death. He is dead inside and will only live to please you. He's not happy and he won't ever be happy in this timeline.

He is, for all intents and purposes, dead and numb to what's happening to him... for the sake of giving you what you want.

You trade what he wants away for a fantasy life Rika sold you and the worst part about that is you knew him so deeply and truly and that didn't even matter anymore. That's what makes this worse to me. You didn't know him that well when it came to the path you can take to make him the False Savior. You had no idea of what life he wanted apart from the mess you heard from Ray and Suit Saeran's lips. But, this path right here?

You knew him and you damned him to this horrible fate despite everything he dreamed of. You helped remove the chains from his throat in Magenta only to put them back on in V's mountainside villa.

[currentlyprocrastinating]

so i just wrote something out of the blue. it went in a direction i did not intend but i think it turned out pretty well anyways! in any case, its something i wrote that actually has an ending for once LOL

it's an OC thing though, sorry to disappoint 😅 I was feeling kinda out of it and had to push that onto someone lol (aka my CMC)

Warnings: Intrusive thoughts (non-violent) // Brief, semi-graphic depictions of starvation (there's like one line that makes me bump it up to "semi-graphic") // Strong doubts and social-emotional fears // 2nd POV negative thoughts // why does this section read like the warnings before an edgy vocaloid song—

Pairing: Squirrel x GE Saeran

Word Count: 1781

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Saeran hadn't told her how long they would be running for until they were already on the run. When he answered with a wince and a, "Maybe two hours. I'm sorry." she just about collapsed inside.

   But she could make it. Squirrel could hold her breath and squeeze her eyes shut and charge forward through the forest, with exhaustion biting at her heels and adrenaline pushing her forward.

   In her mind's eye, this is how it worked.

   In reality, it was nothing but ignoring every sign her body gave her. It was a matter of eventually burying herself and letting Pilot take control. It was flipping the switch in her brain and telling herself to treat this like a mission, like her life depended on it, like if she stopped for even a second, one of the many entities she had encountered would snatch her up and ravage her whole.

   After the first few minutes, she felt like she could run for days. Her stomach was achingly empty, her active powers were draining a little more from her reserve every passing second, and her head was starting to ache, but she hadn't felt energy like this in several months.

   She remembered it clearly.

   On her last leg. Devoid of fuel. Falling apart at the seams. Eyeing everything like it was a decent meal. And that burst of energy that her mind had gathered together from thin air. Seeing hope and running for it, running, running, running, as it screeched behind her, as it stumbled after her, as it tried to trick her mind. But it had pushed her too far. Pilot had a firm grip on her hand and metal walls around their mind. Nothing would stop them. They would keep running, running, running, running... running... running...

She felt bile rising in her throat. She swallowed hard, furrowed her brow, put more effort in, kept up with Saeran. They had been holding hands initially, but that hadn't been useful for efficiency, so their clammy hands had slipped apart at some point.

   They were over half an hour in.

   And now, with the way he was always a little bit ahead of her, a little bit faster — Saeran, who hadn't been eating, drinking, or sleeping properly for God knows how many weeks or months or years — than her, Squirrel, Pilot, who, although starved for the last three days, ran from things and places as part of her job, and was damn good at it. How was he faster than her, even now? Even with the aid of adrenaline?

   Ah, but— She puffed out air and pushed harder. With the way he was ahead of her like that, she couldn't help but imagine him slipping further and further along, until he disappeared into the woods entirely... It was better for him to be a little ahead, she reminded herself, ignoring the intrusive thoughts. She had to follow his path, after all.

   Oh, but— What if he really did leave her behind? Just because he took her along with him... Well, that didn't mean anything, did it? He said Ray and Saeran were one, now, and he said a lot of very lovely things in the garden...

   But he didn't mean any of it, did he? her mind cooed.

   Then why did he bring me along?

   To satiate his own guilt? Ray's guilt? Saeran's guilt? No... not that last one. Because you know Saeran's never loved you, and Ray only ever loved who he thinks you are. Who he created in his mind — and you fed into that, with your "good girl" act displaying within every inch of you, inside and out.

   Stop. This isn't the time to be thinking like that. Squirrel shook her head. Pushed harder. Push harder.

   Watch as he disappears from sight. As he leaves you behind. As he runs away to do it all on his own. He doesn't need you! Who the hell do you think you are? Those brothers will reunite and find their happiness on their own. You aren't needed. Go back to your life. Or is it even yours? You can't even bother to characterize your work as your own.

   It is my own. Just because I call myself Pilot, and just because I decide to categorize anything job-related under her file so I can freaking process my life better — It doesn't mean it's not my work! Argh! Focus, focus, focus, focus.

   My lungs hurt.

   Are my legs still moving?

   Don't throw up.

   Does my breath smell like the decay inside me yet?

   No, no, we're not that far along.

   Pilot...! Please, I need recalibration.

   Saeran doesn't need you. He doesn't love you. He doesn't—

   Her foot caught on something, shooting a sting of pain up her leg. An ungraceful yelp ripped from her throat, and after a bit of stumbling, her hands and knees met the ground, sliding across grass and dirt and leaves, scraping along tiny rocks and a stray twig.

   She couldn't bring herself to move. It was a wonder her limbs were holding her up like this.

   She became aware of his voice — realized he had been calling her name — only after his footsteps were in her view, then his knees.

   "Squirrel, can you hear me?"

   Her throat was tight. Her chest ached. His words echoed around her head, but so did every other thought. She couldn't calm anything down. It was all too much. And if she didn't calm down, he would know her secret, realize she wasn't human, and he'd hate her— no, he'd be afraid of her, because everyone was afraid of people like her, because she was nothing but a monster, just like he said, because— because— oh, God, she wanted nothing more than to be with Saeran. Despite how much she told herself that she could do it, that all she wanted was for him to be happy, she... she couldn't.

   ...She supposed she had no room to speak on Ray's obsession or ideation. Perhaps she wasn't prone to the latter, but she...

   Squirrel squeezed her eyes shut. Saeran was saying something, but she couldn't process it. Her face felt flushed and her breaths felt tight. Her head spun, ached; her throat was dry.

   Stop, stop, stop, focus, focus, focus. Need to run. Need to run.

   Her limbs gave out suddenly, and she prepared for the winding impact of her chest hitting the ground, of her jaw smacking into the hard dirt, of—

   Arms stopped her. They held her awkwardly, hooking under and around her shoulders, but it was effective.

   Then she was being pulled up and forward, and her face met the partial polyester atop his shoulder. His arms were around her entirely, now, holding her to him; one hand rubbed circles, and his voice half-bled through her selective ears: soft, relaxing sounds.

   She felt like a dead weight, leaning on him like this, unable to move her limbs. But she also felt undeniably warm and, as the seconds ticked by... safe.

    She slowly shut her eyes, pushing down the urge to let Pilot take care of things, and let herself relish in this moment for a little longer...

"Squirrel," came his soft voice, probably a couple minutes later. She forced her eyes opened, hummed against him, and shifted so she could wrap her arms around his neck properly.

   I can move now.

   "Are you feeling better?"

   Was she? ...Yeah. But she wished they hadn't stopped. Wish this hadn't happened — for a million reasons. But... it had her sleeplessness creep up on her, and now she felt the exhaustion at the mere thought of running for another hour and a half.

   "Hey," he called, soft yet firm, his hand reaching up to comb through her hair once.

   "Mh... uh..." She drew in a breath and slowly pulled away. Keeping one hand on his shoulder, she rubbed at her eyes. "Yeah," she mumbled. "Thanks..."

   "Of course." His fingers brushed her cheek, then pushed her hair from her face. "I'll carry you for a while — like I said I would, remember?"

   She blinked a few times, then shook her head. "No, you're not... I'm not making you do that..."

   "You're right, you're not making me do anything."

   She would've gawked at his cheeky response, had she the energy to do so.

   "I want to do this for you. So please, angel, let me."

   She blushed a little at the pet name.

   Remember all he said in the garden? He meant it.

   ...Right?

   She couldn't look him in the eyes. She drew her bottom lip under her teeth for a moment. "...Everything you said in the garden... You meant it all, right?"

   "Yes." No hesitation. And his palm on her cheek. She met his soft, yet almost sorrowful gaze. "Every word, Squirrel. I mean every word."

   She swallowed lightly and offered a shaky smile. "Thank you. Um... sorry for this. I got caught up in my thoughts... Wasn't looking where I was going."

   She could see it in his eyes — he knew there was much more to it. He wasn't blind or stupid. Anyone could see there was more to it.

   But he didn't push. There wasn't time to, she supposed. In any case, she was grateful.

   (But she hoped, one day, she could tell him.)

   "It's alright, Squirrel," he told her with a gentle expression. "But we should get moving again. Can you stand?"

   "Yeah, no problems." She pushed herself to her feet, and he rose with her. She was a little shaky, and her ankle felt sore, but she had been in much worse conditions. She sent him a smile, but he didn't look so sure. She huffed. "Watch, see?"

   She took a few, confident steps forward.

   Well, she tried.

   Hot agony pulsed around her ankle, pulling another yell from her and causing her to, once again, fall to the ground.

   Except Saeran caught her this time and pressed close to her, arms around her torso to hold her up. He was a little pink in the face (and she suspected she was, too), likely from the proximity, but he was clearly focused on other things.

   "You have no room to argue with me now; I'm carrying you."

   She sighed a little, visibly embarrassed.

   "I won't have to run at this point. We're mostly out of the woods, so to speak."

   She gave a slight, reassured nod. "Okay... But if it gets too much, don't push yourself to carry me!"

   He agreed, but his eyes lingered on hers, flashing her a quite intentional glint:

   There was no way he was letting her walk even for a minute.

   She gave in with a tired smile.