#maid 707

[jay-the-kid]

Cute little maid :)

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[lucystarclub]

LISTeN, I had A Vision, alright????

Also couldn’t figure out for the life of me how to put a thumbnail so had to improvise, but enjoy my latest obsessions ✨

[bedeliabestiebracket]

Propaganda below

The Collector

Look, the Collector needs friends, so does Amelia Bedelia. They would cause such absolute and delightful chaos together. I'm pretty sure people would die, but it would be hilarious.

707

He is so silly as well and doesn’t have very many friends either (he has a few though)

He is silly. He's also dressed up as a maid before,he would find her very amusing i think

Tim

mlm wlw solidarity. Jokes aside, I like to think he balances out her tendency to take things literally, maybe someone can finally teach her what a figure of speech is.

[kusukixcrystal]

Zen is a Prince From Grass

First, we will start with comparisons.

Younger Zen/Hyun (Age 18?):

Younger Jieun/Etinos (Age 16):

Older Jieun/Etinos (Age 19?):

Older Zen/Hyun (Age 23):

... I wanted to get that out of the way first. Zen and Jieun obviously have physical similarities (especially when they were both younger and drawn with thick eyelashes), but let’s go beyond this. After all, Cheritz has a habit of making the love interests in their games have similarities to each other. In every game, you always have 5 love interests and 1 MC pursuing them because of reasons (V and Ray's routes broke this pattern, but the original MM only had 5 routes so...). There are more specific similarities like 707 and Red, Yeonho, and Yoosung, arguably Lance and Jumin, etc. Now, I think this goes deeper in the case of Zen and Jieun.

In another post, I talk about how there is a pattern with Cheritz boys who have red eyes, and it's that they all have powers. It is explicitly stated/heavily hinted they have this power, and I pointed out that Jieun and Zen’s power is basically the same. (There’s gonna be a lot of screenshots as points of evidence/to get my points across).

I don’t have the exact screenshot of Zen saying that his dreams predict the future, but I’m sure he explicitly mentions this at some point in the game. If he didn’t, in my other post I mention 2 examples of him predicting the future. What am I suggesting exactly? Well, I think that Zen is not only royalty but also related to Jieun somehow.

Let’s start with what we know about Jieun’s power:

This is Jieun’s explanation from his route when confronted by Heejung. I have no idea where it is mentioned, but having red eyes is also another sign that you have these powers. (If someone knows where in the game this comes up let me know!). When he sees the future, wind flies everywhere and he uses it on purpose to see Heejung’s future specifically.

This is different from Zen, who only sees the future in dreams, and they come to him randomly. Though, I think Jieun does mention that he had to train his power in order to use it at will. If Zen was gifted this power by the gods, then doesn’t that mean that he is from Grass? And not only that, he has the potential to become king? If that is the case, why is he not there, and living a normal life? 

To answer that question, we have to talk about Jihae/Eddison:

He is key to this theory. He is Jieun’s knight and his duty is to protect him. In Jieun’s route, he talks briefly about their past:

Jieun is talking about his own mother, and how she was a maid, while his father was presumably the king because Jieun still retains his prince status, despite his parents being from different classes.

He was separated from her after he was born, and the only way she can hear about Jieun is through Jihae (Jieun calls him ‘Eddie’ as a nickname).

Dark blue text is Jihae. Light blue is Jieun:

A lot to unpack here. This dialogue shows how Grass has a strict hierarchy. Aristocrats and commoners shouldn’t have relations. If they do, the child of such an affair is treated badly. Even though one of Jieun’s parents was of low birth, because he can see the future and has white hair, he is left alone. In fact, he’s still eligible to become king despite everything. Jihae was in the same boat, but because his hair was gray he was judged, called ugly, and a bad omen. In the dialogue above we see Jihae call himself filthy, a testament to how people treat him on the daily. Jieun recognizes how beautiful Jihae truly is, and that isn’t an exaggeration! When they come to Earth, Jihae is offered modeling jobs when he’s in Busan and starts a career out of it.

The 2nd screenshot shows him in one of his modeling gigs (Let’s take a second to appreciate him). It’s not that the rabbits in Grass do not see that he is beautiful, but that his social status as a child of a commoner/outsider derides everything else. In fact, his good looks probably garner even more disgust. Heejung also considers Jieun to be beautiful, so it might also be a facet of being noble/royal to be beautiful by Earth's standards.

What does that have to do with Zen? Well: 

1. Has gray hair.

2. Is considered extremely handsome, and is so popular that even Jumin has offered him to model for his company.

3. Has red eyes and can see the future in his dreams. 

4. His healing ability! Magic is a thing in Grass so maybe that has something to do with it?

5. His own ‘family’ have voiced how much Zen doesn’t look like them:

“Why do we look so different?” I wonder why too Zen’s bro.

Poor Zen still gets bothered by people because of his looks. At least it's not as hostile as Jihae’s experience, but it’s upsetting nonetheless.

All of this added up, and you can see where I’m going with this. Zen could be a prince, one parent royal, and the other a commoner/outsider. This gives him gray hair, but he is still born with the power of precognition, making him eligible to become king. Who knows if his power would outweigh his status? It might not, if he ended up on Earth in the end.

Jieun stated that once every 3 generations, a divine child like himself is born. Zen and Jieun are clearly not the same people since their hair color is different.

I believe Zen is either a prince:

1. 3 generations after Jieun.

2. At some point in Grass’ history was a prince, whether in the past or the future.

The reason I say this is because of the timeline. Dandelion and Nameless have very explicit dates for when and where it takes place. Most of the time both take place on Earth in South Korea between the years 2012-2013. But Mystic Messenger is a big question mark. D & N’s years correspond with the year the games were released in. If we follow that pattern, then Mystic Messenger would have happened in 2016. The thing is, that is not confirmed in-game, and is just speculation. So, we can give the timeline some leeway. 

There are 3 possibilities for how Zen got sent to Earth:

1. Zen made a desperate wish to leave Grass: This is the sad option. Based on how we see Jihae be treated, especially if you get deeper into his backstory, Zen could have been neglected/verbally abused/etc. for his hair. The Wizard in Dandelion can grant any wish you desire, as long as that wish is desperate. If Zen arrived on Earth as a child, then the implications of that are even worse. In exchange for a wish, your memories relating to that wish are taken away. Perhaps his memories of Grass was the price and that’s why he doesn’t remember anything. The earliest memory we see in-game was from when he was studying with his older brother as a child when he was 7 years old.

2. Sorcerers from the royal family: They sent him to Earth as a child. I bring this up because, in Dandelion, travel between the planets was seen as impossible. Of course, with the exception of The Wizard and making a desperate wish. He was the one who brought the rabbit and cat boys to Earth, after all. BUT THEN, Jieun came in.

At the end of Jieun’s route, he gets separated from Heejung and has to go back to Grass. 3 years after, Heejung is summoned to Grass by a group of sorcerers Jieun got together (Whether they are actually other wizards is up for debate). Jieun overcame the odds. This is why I suggested that Zen is a prince 3 generations after Jieun. Perhaps this spell was tweaked to send Zen to Earth instead of the other way around. Going back to what I said before, if Zen is a prince 3 generations after Jieun, and got sent to Earth in South Korea specifically, then it can make sense why it happened. 3 generations down the line I think records would remain of a former king (Jieun) summoning a woman (Heejung) from another planet, and maybe Jieun documented his stay in South Korea. A portal dropping Zen in South Korea of all places on the planet could make sense from this angle. Maybe he had some protection spells cast on him (his random fast healing?) and maybe even his human family has been bewitched to believe he is their birth son? Maybe some member of the royal family orchestrated all of this for Zen’s sake, so that he can live a life free of judgment (didn’t quite work out but still). This is mostly conjecture though.

The details of how all of that would happen are up in the air.

3. Zen was unwillingly sent to Earth/MM universe(?) and is now trapped: I think this one needs an entire post by itself. This has to do with Saeyoung being a wizard and April Fool’s DLC stuff. This one is the one I believe in the most.

Nonetheless, I have brought up all the points why I believe Zen could be a prince from Grass. (Also lol Zen hated Jumin for being a trust-fund kid, but he could be a divine child blessed by god and is a bunny prince lmaoooo).

[o-sachi]

hiiii my favs are

gojo satoru, howl, chigiri hyoma, akaashi keiji, usui, tamaki amajiki

and im not sure if you have played it but 707 and Rafayel ^.^

[���]: Right from the get go I can tell that u like them pretty ✨✨

Gojo is well... Gojo. Personally, not a Gojo girl. He's hot, he's cute, he's charming. But I'm more into guys like Hiromi Higuruma 😻😻 and toji but we don't talk about that

I also see the howl and usui appeal, like I really do. But they just didn't stick to me that much. I do like howl more than usui though. I've heard usui's character gets better through the story. But then again, I didn't get into maid-sama that much or read the manga yet, so yeah...

BUT I DO LOVE AKAASHI. Initially, my fav was suga (I think he still is), but good lawd when I first saw akaashi i was like oh well; i guess they can share the top 1 spot HAHHAHHA 😊

Dropped mha though after a couple seasons in. But before I dropped it, I do remember liking tamaki and shinso a lot. But I was still a silly lil 7th grader back when i watched mha, so maybe if I watch it again my picks would change.

YOU DON'T KNO HOW ADDICTED I WaS TO MM. Tbh, I like all of them (who am i kidding my heart belongs to jumin han 😭). Nah, but I like 707. I enjoyed his route; spent real money on him and all that. I also lost sleep on him, so I guess that says something.

Sadly, I haven't finished a single route in love in deep space. I just don't have time like I used to. Like I miss when otome games were just purely reading and none of the other stuff. Sigh.

Pretty vaild taste. We have different types, but I can see the appeal in the characters u picked out (except usui sorry gang). 😻

[drea-ms]

𖤐 ↺ TAKE MY HAND ── OKPOP

⌗ MEET HACKER TEAM 6; PR0XY, ONE OF SOUTH KOREAS INFAMOUS HACKER GROUPS.

BACK? MASTERLIST NEXT?

LN "ANGEL" YN ; 23, proxy's undercover college student, close with vanderwood, is friends with butters. @ prettystars & @vandysbff

VANDERWOOD ; age & name unknown, close with yn but wouldn't say it out loud, 707s maid, knows about the MFA. @ynsbff

TESTABURGER "STAR" WENDY ; 22, proxy's team leader, former special ops member, used to date stan @ lovewendy

DONOVAN "SLY" CLYDE ; 23, proxy's main hacker for weapons and other stuff, had a thing for marjorine before @slyyde

CARTMAN "KING" ERIC ; 22, proxy's main computer and electric hacker, knows 707 and makes fun of him, is close to yn but hates when anyone mentions it @ betterthanu

NAO SPEAKS? kyle n seven are the same person in this smau btw 👍👍

TAGLIST IS OPEN.

@sweetadonisbutbetter , @lacunaanonymoused

[unwillingwriter]

☆5&1 (Jumciel)✮

Author: 707 tells Jumin he loves him unintentionally 5 times. Extra belongs to Jumin who means it. Seven means it too.

Warnings: Light Smut, Gun, Blood, Close to Death.

Paring: Jumin X Seven

Published Also On AO3

Fandom: MysticMessenger

A/N: Rusty As Heck with writing.

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Jumin was pinching the bridge of his nose in irritation as he listened to Seven's laughter over the phone, keeping said device meters away from his ear– still being able to hear the redhead loud and clear. Jaehee- Assistant Kang had excused herself from the premises when Luciel called, mentioning she had something to do. Jumin should've known that she knew something by how fast she left the room when she saw Mr. Han's phone brightened with the Caller ID “707”.

When Jumin was sure that Seven was done with his overly loud laughter he pressed the phone against his ear once again ready to speak to the man who wouldn't stop laughing for the last 5 MINUTES!

It's a miracle that the redhead hadn’t passed out from all the air he let out, not once taking a second to catch his breath, seeming to be too engaged with tormenting the millionaire.

“Are you–”

“HAAAAAA!!! ACK!.” Luciel wheezed loudly, his breath hitting the speaker of the phone making the CEO cringe, his patients thinning.

“Luciel…” his voice lowered, his head beginning to pound. Ready to tell Seven to cease his laughter till a loud thud and crash was heard on the other side along with a clatter-- meaning Luciel had most likely dropped his phone in the process in whatever just happened.

Jumin opened his onyx eyes, finally, his brows narrowing with annoyance and a slight concern for the hacker.

“Luciel?.” Jumin could still hear the hacker laughing, sounding a bit further away and kinda muffled.

The CEO rubs his face, dropping his cheek into his hand.

‘I’m about to commit an offense…’

Jumin sighs as he listens to the hacker laugh, raising a brow when he hears another voice asking Seven why he was on the floor.

Another 5 minutes passed till Luciel FINALLY stopped laughing and seemed to pick up his phone small chuckles coming through his mic.

In those added 5 minutes Jumin managed to do some work on the cat project he was trying to push through trying to sway his father to the best of his ability. If the countless women in his life could do it then his son can as well.

“Okay, okay I'm back– hehe~” the hacker snickered into the phone. Jumin had put him on speaker so he could know when the hacker finally came back. Jumin places his pen down on the desk giving the other male his full attention.

“What happened?.”

“Oh I was laughing because –.”

“Not!, not that part yet. I'm asking what that sound was just now?.”

“Eh?.”

Jumin felt his eye twitch.

“Luciel…”

Seven chuckled.

“Okay okay. Jumin Han everyone, one of the rare people who can tell I'm lying– Anywho~~.”

Rare?.

“I leaned a little too far back in my computer chair and fell, bringing an old monitor of mine down with me. So you heard three things– wait no! Four things if you count my phone– which is sadly cracked– ack!-- I had just fixed the screen too three weeks ago from when Ms. Vanderwood threw it…”

Jumin could tell Seven wasn't talking to him when he reached a certain section of his sentence– he was mumbling to himself.

Why would his maid throw his phone?

“Agggh!!!- sorry that was off-topic please ignore whatever else I said. Please?. Hmm… Now where was I? Ah! Yes yes yes! Silly me~~ I did hit my head pretty hard… You heard my heavy ass hit the floor along with the chair– that's two– my ten-thousand-dollar-old monitor and my phone. Funny isn't it? Hehe~”

Jumin blinked twice before gathering his thoughts.

“Are you okay?.” he questioned.

Luciel let out a dramatic gasp.

“Awe JuJu~ are worried about little ol’ me?.” Luciel teased laughing to himself.

“Yes,” Jumin spoke bluntly, his voice never losing its natural stern.

The line was quiet. Too quiet that Jumin thought 707 hung up without him noticing somehow.

“Yes Jumin I'm fine thanks for the concern– eh?-- no, huh?-- ah! Okay Okay sheesh just give me a second – no! Jeez, just give me a second.” Luciel spoke at a fast pace, making the director more confused.

Who was he talking to? His maid maybe?

But why did he sound as if he was trying to buy–

“Sorry to cut this conversation short Jumin but–.”

“You were laughing for a long time.” he cut in but Seven kept talking.

“--I have to go, duty calls like always, of course, you would understand how that is– anyway bye Jumin I love you!!.” Seven said in his cheery voice before hanging up completely.

“Luciel–” and he was gone.

Jumin moved the phone close to him looking down at the screen. He didn't even get to ask him why he was laughing in the first place and why he called.

Jumin breathes out his nose. His mind swirls with thoughts till something comes to him.

Seven told him he loves him.

Maybe.

Maybe it could've been a slip-up.

Commoners who are friends tell each other they love them. Jumins not gonna think too deeply about it.

--

Jumin was rather annoyed, he finally understood why Seven had called him laughing a month ago. Today was Jumins birthday and his employees have decided to throw him a small birthday party— oh how he wishes it wasn’t…. Jumin stared down at the cake before him.

It was a red velvet cake— one of his favorite pastry’s out there. There was an image of him on it.

He was falling.

He remembers this day it was the day Seven had called him laughing four hours later after the incident happened.

But it wasn’t the fact that the picture is what annoyed him, it was the words on it. The Fonts were ones of a meme as Seven and Yoosung have explained to him countless times.

‘When your Crush is walking By and you can’t help but fall harder.’

It was such a wretched quote that it made him feel off.

He wanted to throw it away… But instead, he let everyone be and have a slice of cake.

After having a long day at work and finally giving assistant Kang a day off that she deserves. Jumin drops his butt on the couch in his penthouse. His phone rang in his pocket.

He just sat down…

Jumin bit back a frustrated sigh. Nothing good comes out of complaining.

The ravenette takes his phone out of his pocket looking at the ID.

‘707’

The CEO presses the phone against his ear after answering it.

“Hello?, Luciel?.”

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! God, you're old!.”

That… Was unexpected but also– expected?.

“Don't remind me…” he mumbled, undoing his tie.

“Awww… Why so glum JuJu?.”

“I'm not dreary, I'm just tired,” he answered, a little too fast and defensive for his taste.

“Is it because I called you old? If so I was just teasing you I swear– you don't look a day over 25!.” the hacker cheered, Jumin could hear a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

“I already got called old by Yoosung, trust me you calling me old doesn't phase me either,” he says simply, taking off his blazer and setting it over the couch.

“Okay back to my first question then– why so dreary? as you put it in your fancy wording.”

“Luciel I'm not –.”

“You're a good businessman but suck at lying when it's not to another corporate face.”

Jumin stops moving around the room for a second. His hand fiddled with his watch as he had the phone tucked between his ear and shoulder.

Suck at lying?. He's not lying– at least he doesn't think he is…

Sure he keeps to himself and gives vague responses in the RFA chat to the members but it doesn't mean he's lying.

Jumin must have been too deep in his head since he came back to Seven’s voice ringing a little louder in his ears.

“Jumin? Oh Juju~ Jumi?, JumJum? Cat lover? Prince of the Han Family? H–.”

“I'm here!.” he responds feeling rather… Flustered? At the prince part.

He blames his ears for feeling red due to the heat of his phone.

“There's the birthday boy!.” Seven cheered, Jumin could imagine the smile of the redhead.

He rolled his eyes half-heartedly as he continued trying to get comfortable in his own home slowly stripping.

“Mmm…”

���Anywho back to our original convo~~ why is the great Jumin Han upset?.”

“Seven I'm not–.”

“It has something to do with your father, doesn't it?.”

Jumin shuts his mouth, setting his shoes in the closet.

His silence was his answer.

After a few seconds passed.

Luciel sighs on the other end.

“Of course, it does, when doesn't it? Let me guess he didn't take you out today to celebrate?.”

Jumin hated this.

“God, no disrespect to you or anything but your father is an asshole, Mr. Han.”

It's weird to hear Luciel call him that.

“Luciel, it's not a big deal, we're both grown men. It was a childish want.” Jumin had responded neutrally, at least he thought it was neutral…

To Seven it sounded defensive.

“It is natural for a parent's child to want to celebrate their birthday with them. It's not childish.”

Jumin remained silent as he dressed in his pajamas walking to the kitchen to make himself tea. Setting the phone down and putting it on speaker.

“Hmm…”

Jumim sets the kettle in the sink, filling it with water.

“How about we go out today?.” Seven asked.

Jumin glances at his phone.

“Maybe to a fancy restaurant?, oooo or a diner I could show you one of THHHEEE BEST burger joints ever!.”

“I don’t feel like going out.”

“Come ooonnn~”

“I’m busy-.”

“That could be tomorrow Jumins problem, right now birthday Jumin NEEDS to have fun.”

“But Elizabeth—.”

“Will survive without you— if she can handle you being gone all day for work she can handle you being gone for a couple of more hours. Come on Jumin, I'm not letting you sulk on your birthday.”

“I’m not sulking.”

“Really now?.”

“Yes.”

“Then you won’t have a problem with going out with me.” Luciel said his voice filled with determination.

“Seven it’s not necessary—.”

The line makes a beep sound. Indicating the call has ended.

Jumins eyes widened, turning around quickly from the stove.

He didn’t!.

He looked at his phone.

He did!.

Irritation filled Jumin.

That boy has a knack for being stubborn. Then again so did everyone else in the RFA.

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.

.

Around an hour, Jumins door burst open, making the older male stand straight up from his couch.

His onyx eyes automatically recognized the head of red hair that seemed to be occupied being squished down by a bowler hat.

Luciel was breathing heavily, his skin pale as he tried catching his breath.

Jumin couldn’t help but take in his appearance.

Luciel was wearing a velvet red tuxedo, his tie surprisingly matching Jumin's hundreds of gray ties.

In a way, Jumin couldn’t help but find it… amusing. Seven was never one to wear a suit, not even at the RFA parties— the most he’d put on his dress shoes, suspenders, and a dress shirt with a brown cheetah print tie to try and match his glasses. Speaking of glasses he wasn’t wearing his usual ones he was wearing red ones to match his tux with a hint of gold on the frames. The bowler hat matched the tie.

Jumin was pulled out of his inner monologue from his young friend's voice.

“Tada! Don’t I look dashing? That’s the word?— Jesus Christ, there were so many stairs… Why didn’t I just take the elevator?…” the hacker wheezed.

The little geniuses took the stairs.

“Seven… there are 99 floors…”

“I know… wheeze..”

“I’m at the top…”

“I know… crap I think I’m finally gonna cry shit my lungs hate me…” Seven coughs, his face was a rosy color gleaned with sweat making his bangs stick to his forehead a bit.

“Luciel… like you already said, why didn’t you use the elevator?.”

“Was in a hurry… didn’t have time to think.”

“Obviously… would you like water?.”

“Yes, please. Can I sit?.”

“Go ahead.”

Luciel moved forward, almost falling. Jumin was ready to catch him but his security guards— who he didn’t know were in here as well -- caught the redhead helping him get to the couch.

He glanced, seeing there were two more they looked kinda concerned. One of them was rubbing their face, their cheek was red.

“What happened to you?.”

“He crashed into me.”

“Luciel?.”

“Yes sir.”

“You got knocked over by him?.” Jumin was pointing at the redhead who was resting on the couch.

“He was running pretty fast sir…”

Jumin is surprised after running up a 99-floor building that Seven still had the energy to keep running when he reached up here and managed to knock over his security by mistake.

He simply shook his head going over to the kitchen to get Luciel water.

After a while.

Of arguing and bickering.

Jumin found himself in one of Seven's cars. In a suit and tie.

They were going to a restaurant. One of Jumins favorites.

“Remind me again why we’re going again?.” He questions the hacker.

Seven rolled his eyes shooting Jumin a smile.

“To celebrate you idiot. Your birth is one to be celebrated!.” Luciel spoke cheerfully.

“Why?.”

“Because I love you JuJu~ and I want you to enjoy your life!.”

…

Love?.

--

Jumin was given a tight hug by a certain redhead. Still very much trapped, he could feel Seven's body vibrating against his in happiness.

“I love you JuJu! Holy shit this is awesome! Suck it Yoosung I got a new monitor and not you! HA!.” he cheered childishly sticking his tongue out to the blonde who gave him a hard glare sticking up his middle finger. Luciel laughed, letting go of the CEO running away from the angry blonde.

He was just enjoying his morning coffee…

It was Christmas morning and the RFA had come together at Jumins house to celebrate the holidays.

Jaehee and MC were sitting on the couch watching the two very grown adults run around like toddlers. Laughing. Jumin sips at his coffee, a presence to his right. He glances to see Zen.

“Ryu.”

“Jumin.”

“Merry Christmas.”

“You too.”

.

.

.

“So… He loves you?.”

All Jumin could do was shrug. He didn't understand it himself but he didn't have the heart to mention it to Seven not wanting to embarrass the boy.

Zen never mentioned it afterward.

--

His body was hot. His face flustered. Body beneath the other.

A low moan left his lips when Luciel thrust into him, both were drunk out of their mind. Note to self never ever allow anyone in the RFA to bring whiskey. Seven buried himself deeply into Jumins hole, all the way to the base of his cock his balls slapping against Jumins ass with each new thrust he gives loving the sweet sounds Jumin makes. Luciel leans forward pressing his lips against the director keeping his rhythm easy for them both.

Jumin ran his fingers through the other's hair gripping those red strands and tugging at them making Luciel moan against his lips. Nipping at Jumins bottom lip.

“Fucking hell Luciel…” he moaned tugging harder at the redhead's hair making him hiss in response his thrust getting quicker.

“Jumin, I Swear keep saying my name like that~,” he growled out, lust filling those honey eyes making something in Jumin crumble.

Kisses and hot frequent touches. Loud and low moans filled the room.

Seven hand was wrapped around Jumins neck as he fucked into him making the bed shake hosting one of the rich man's leg over his shoulders making sure Jumin feels ALL of him.

“I love you,” he whispered, feeling his core tighten as he continued. His eyes trained on Jumin swearing he saw purple hearts in his eyes as he was looking up at the hacker.

Jumin believes he sees red in Sevens as well.

“Luciel…” he choked out his mind foggy from the lack of air. Seven gripped his throat tighter.

“Saeyoung…” Seven replies.

“Wha?.”

“Please… Call me Saeyoung… Scream it, moan it, I don't care, just say please…” Seven pleaded leaning forward, moving Jumins leg down and around his waist once again, his thrust becoming harder hitting Jumins sweet spot countless times. Pulling out beautiful strips of moan from the other male.

He let go of Jumins throat letting him breathe.

“Saeyoung…” Jumin whispers Luciel couldn't help but hide his face against the pillow next to Jumins face as his pace continues. Jumin kept saying it.

His finger dug deep into the hacker's back as Luci forcefully pulled out his moans of pleasure.

“Saeyoung, Saeyoung, Saeyoung!.” he moaned out screaming his name as if it was a prayer Luciel loved and he wanted to keep it.

But what is a drunk man's mind?.

“I love you Jumin.”

They both came. The next morning Luciel made Jumin promise to keep his real name a secret even from their friends.

--

“I love you.”

“Shut up.” Jumin said, covering Saeyoungs stomach with blood leaking between his fingers. Everything was loud in his ears, the Gunshot still ringing causing static in the air. Everyone was screaming– he wanted them to shut up, he wanted them all gone if they weren't gonna help with the injured member of the RFA.

Seven let out a harsh cough. Blood coming up. Fuck! That wasn't good!.

“For fuck- Yoosung! Where are the Medicis!!!.” Jumin didn't have to take his eyes off Seven to know Yoosung was crying as he was talking to 911.

“Awe you care~...” Seven teased a weak smile on his face, his glasses discarded somewhere broken.

“Don’t joke, right now is not the time. For once just listen to me and shut Up! YOOSUNG!.” he snapped his heart in his throat watching the other man turn pale before his eyes fighting to stay with Jumin.

“They said they're close!.”

“Not good enough! He's losing a lot of blood and dying! Tell them to hurry up!.” Jumin's brain was loud, he remembers having a conversation about this with Seven. Something about trauma– going through a traumatic experience can cause the brain to go into shock and freak out and cause you to not act like yourself – something about adrenaline.

“JuJu.”

“For fuck sake Seven please shut up!.”

“Where Jaehee?.”

“She's escorting the guest outside safely.”

“MC?.”

“Seven I'm begging you.” he started to shake seeing the way Seven was slipping the more he spoke.

“Please Jumin…”

“She's outside, she's safe.”

“Good Good. Where's Zen?...”

Heavy feet came towards them. It was Zen.

Zen crouched down next to Seven body placing his large hands on his face pushing his bangs out of his face.

“I'm right here jester,” Zen spoke in a soft tone. Being the calm to Jumins rageful fear.

“Heh heh. Everyone ok?.”

“Yes… Don't worry Luci just please stop talking and save your strength.” Zen continued stroking the man's face trying to keep him awake.

Jumin pressed harder on the wound making Seven grunt-- good he still felt pain.

“I told you all not to get too close… Not to get attached.” Seven wheezed out. Giving both men a funny smile blood coming out his nose. Jumin feels like he is seconds away from passing out.

Zen let out a wet laugh. “Too bad Jester we love your stupid annoying ass”

Seven looked up to Jumin.

Jumin knew what he was asking.

“Saeyoung live so I can tell you…” he pleaded.

He saw when Seven left, and he heard when the RFA doors burst open with the paramedics.

A loud humming sound was in his ears.

He felt hands on him, multiple. They were pulling him away, pulling him away from Seven— he didn’t want to leave Seven alone!.

So he fought back but the hands kept a firm grip on him arms wrapping around him.

He heard screaming. Agonizing screaming.

It was Jumin.

Cold Jumin Han was screaming… and crying. And Zen continued to hold onto the rich man tightly. Yoosung and Jaehee by their side crying, wrapping all of them in a hug.

They looked like a family.

--

“You can’t find him at all?…”

“No, sorry Seven…”

“It’s okay Vanderwood…”

The redhead sighed looking out his hospital window.

“Saren was always the faster runner anyway.” He continues, rubbing his stomach absentmindedly where his brother had shot him. Seven saw it as a piece of Saren that he could alway and forever keep now. He hopes the wound never heals.

Seven room door slams open making him and Vanderwood jump in surprise looking at it Vanderwood hand near his hidden taser.

Jumin's hand was over his heart as he panted.

“Damn JuJu you look worse than I do…” Seven says taking in the business man appearance. He looked unorganized, his eyes were colder and more tired, his skin paler— he hasn’t been sleeping or eating.

Jumin head shot towards Seven. The nurses weren’t lying. He was awake.

“What? Saw a gho— ack!.” He grunted, hugging his stomach over the wound where Vanderwood hit him.

“No time for joking, don’t be insensitive now. I understand you don’t like serious conversation or scenes but now is not the time.” Vanderwood scolded. His eyes went on Jumin who was already looking at him.

“Mr. Han.” Vanderwood says simply, crossing his arms.

“And you?.” He acknowledged.

“No one.” Seven and Vanderwood answered together, looking at one another. Vanderwood actually cracked a smile for once at that.

Jumin knew best not to question. If Seven said it as well then it means nothing and might cause issues if Jumin tries to push. The best he does is nod.

Vanderwood stares for a while then sighs.

“I’m gonna go, Seven don’t strain yourself.”

“Yes madam~” he smiled cheekily.

“You’re injured. That doesn’t mean I won’t make it worse.” Vanderwood lightly warned.

“Yes sir.”

“I’m gonna kill this kid.” He mumbled walking past Jumin, shutting the door behind him.

Silence filled the room.

Seven didn’t like it.

“So— how’s business— hey!.” He exclaims being wrapped into a hug. Jumin burying his face into Sevens neck.

“Jumin?.”

.

.

.

“I love you…” Jumin responds quietly so only Seven can hear.

“Jumin—.”

“Shut it… you and that damn motor mouth…”

“…”

“I love you… I love you so much…”

“I love you Saeyoung…”

[cupcakefactory]

Hey! I was just wondering if you could maybe do a female reader x Vanderwood (or 707 if you feel more comfortable) where the reader gets involved in a mission of theirs (it was never intentional but they saw an opportunity to help resolve things I guess?) and it all works out, but Vanderwood/707 becomes mad at them because they could’ve been hurt? A little bit of angst/fluff y’know👀. No problem if you don’t feel comfortable at all. Thank you💗

Okay; first things first – I use they/them for vandy, vandy is our they/them monarch and we love them for it. Also my brain is being awkward today so MC has been given a temp name Onna, it means woman in Japanese.

ALSO SO FUCKING SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG I SWEAR I GOT DISTRACED MORE THAN 1000 TIMES WRITING

Writing under the cut ^^

WC: 1586

“What are you doing Onna?!”

A bellowing voice rings out from behind you, who was that? You recognised it enough.. but, you don’t actually know what you’ve done wrong. All you were doing was working your job, weren’t you? Serving a simple customer whatever they ordered. Twirling on your heals you meet vanderwoods menacing gaze – They looked angry that’s for sure. Vanderwood, your friend from childhood who you had rekindled with after joining, or well, being forced into the RFA. That felt like a while ago now – you still can’t believe just have naive you had been to accept an invitation from some stranger to test a game.

That is how you re-met Vanderwood, you had been on the run with 707 and V – hiding in a worn down shack in the woods when Seven announced his maid was going to be joining you both. A little strange, but from the few brief interactions you had had with Seven it wasn’t anything too unusual, actually, it kinda fit into his narrative for him to have a maid – however crazy that thought may sound to other people. You can still remember when you saw them again, you could recognise that face anywhere, although they had grown Vanderwood still looked nearly identical to how they did when they disappeared at 15. You couldn’t tell straight away if they recognised you back but after many backwards and forwards glances from them you came to the conclusion that if they didn’t recognise you they had grown into a bit of a creep.

“I..I’m working..”

Your voice sounded pathetic, honestly you had no idea why you still felt a little threatened by them. You lived with them, you had seen them prance around with a frilly pink apron on (Sevens request obviously, Vanderwood was not impressed and you did find yourself at times trying to hold by a laugh), scold seven holding a wooden spoon like a mother would her child and you’d seen them heal a sick V from the brink of death. You knew Vanderwood was a good person that’s why it confused you why you were so nervous of them right now – maybe it was the way their voice sounded at that moment, you had got use to hearing it in a more gentle tone when hanging out with just the two of you. You had even heard them laugh once or twice – although god forbid you tell Seven that, your world may as well end on the spot. The gentle tone was gone, replaced with a rough belting one. You wondered for a moment why people weren’t looking at them – they were making enough noise that the whole café should be aware of his presence.

“This isn’t time for Jokes.”

Their warm breathe against your ear made you jump, right, that’s why the whole café hadn’t turned round. Vanderwood was right behind you whisper-yelling in your ear, Maybe your creep theory from the cabin could have some truth behind it because this was totally creepy right now. You couldn’t really say anything back because – well you weren’t joking around. You were working, this is what you do, and yeah it sucks. Managing to ignoring his lingering loud presence you continued to work around the shop, picking up glasses and plates for the regular and new customers with the basic smile every retail or hospitality worker has been able to make, Making small chat with the elderly customers who make their way to the café every Friday for the same thing, a cup of tea and a slice of cake, they always had interesting stories you enjoyed listening too.

This seemed to piss Vanderwood off, how in the world could you be so damn calm right now when this whole café could be under attack at any second? For the first time in a while they felt themselves starting to panic, you had brought out the one emotion they never really wanted to feel. They loved you, god they loved you so much that they took on extra missions so they could insure the world was a safer place for you to live. It was selfish for them to love you, they knew that. You deserved someone like you, someone with a kind heart, someone who could make time for you in a way he never really would be able too. His whole like was about missions, even though they loved you, they would drop everything to do as their boss says. It’s the life they live, and it isn’t glamorous; and they defiantly don’t want you mixed up in it. But right now? Right now they didn’t have a choice, they knew the terrorists that HQ had warned them off where probably closing in with every second they spent wondering after you in a hurry, they had no choice. Tugging at your arm to force eye contact, they mutter something into your ear.

“Clear the floor. This café is under attack”

That surprised you, what?! The little café in the middle of Seoul that no one knew about what under attack? You nearly laughed until you saw Vanderwoods gaze, oh, they were serious. Anyone could recognise that, you went to say something back when you felt an object being placed very gently in the pocket of your apron. What was that..? Before the question left your lips – they were gone. Lifting your hand up to the pocket, you could have passed out from shock – the vague but recognisable outline of a handgun was easily detectable. The adrenaline that flooded through your body then, as you looked for the easiest way to get everyone out, grabbing a cup of oil you splashed it onto a burning hob – creating a magnificent display of yellow and orange flames, however, as much as you desired too you couldn’t sit around right now and watch the flames dance. You hit the fire alarm to get people moving outside when something was planted against your head.

“Huh?~ What have we here, hmm? A little informant from WISE {Yes I am unoriginal as fuck have spy x family content as well}?” Well that sickly sweet voice was certainly annoying as fuck, what was WISE? Well, using the 2 singular brain cells you seemed to hold at that moment it became pretty obvious that they thought you worked for the same Organisation as 707 and Vanderwood. Great, this is just great, they (as in Vanderwood) were telling the truth and now your stood in the middle of a burning café with what you can only assume is the head on a gun pushed against your skull, If this didn’t seem like one of those horrible nightmare you suffered from during childhood you weren’t too sure what did. You seemed to only have a second or two to think before it all became a blurred mess of voices, and most importantly gun shots. You aren’t sure at all what happened.. it just all went black.

“Onna?! Come on Onna.. don’t die on me now girl. Luciel come on!! Answer your damn phone that’s what you fucking have it for.”

That was a new form for that voice to take, It was laced with concern and worry in a way you had never heard before. What had happened to make Vanderwood so.. scared? You couldn’t tell.. until you went to sit up and a shooting stabbing pain made you pretty much yelp out. You were sure you should have screamed louder, but your throat and voice seemed sore – almost as if they had been the one injured. You tapped around your body, okay at least you were alive, well – you assumed ghosts couldn’t feel themselves or pain, you weren’t really too sure on this matter. Going to wipe the sweat on your forehead you notice that your hand is covered in blood, your blood, holy shit, you had been shot. Normal Friday am-I right lads. {I am so sorry}. It was probably a good job blood didn’t cause you too pass out cause there was a shit tone of it, dripping from everywhere… well that was an exaggeration, it was one bullet hole but, it felt like a lot more! You looked up to meet Brown eyes that looked the same way that voice from earlier sounded, Concerned. They were concerned.

“Oh thank.. im not religious, but thank whatever it up there that you are alive.”

Quickly, almost too quickly you were pulled into their arms, a small but almost happy sigh leaving their lips as they held your weak body against theirs. Until.. they pulled away and almost glared at you.

“What was that about?! Do you know that she would have killed ya? The gun was meant as a fucking last resort Onna, not to be used like a childs toy. Honestly if I knew you would be so irresponable with it I wouldn’t have fucking given it to you. No, don’t say anything. We are going to the hospital.”

You couldn’t say anything even if you wanted too, because behind that forced anger you could see tears forming in their eyes. Oh how you loved his idiotic man.. and oh how you knew you would help him again if he ever needed it.

[bluejay-writes]

Mystictober 2023: Day 12 - This sounds like a Job for AI

You can read/collect this fic on Ao3 if that’s more your speed!

Rating: E for everyone.

Prompt: Robot / Text Message

Characters: 707, Vanderwood, MC (Anna)

Wordcount: 1993

Summary: Wait, did you really expect her to just stay in the apartment under these obviously sketchy conditions? No thanks. Let's just make a chat bot to talk to the RFA and then GTFO.

Author's Notes: This was written for Mystictober 2023, Day 12. I've been intending to be writing for the whole month, but a lot of the prompts just aren't doing anything for my muse, so if you have any requests, hit up that ask box. (The full prompt list is at the bottom of this post!) Also, the diner and the waitress therein are an homage to one of the best MC/707 fics out there, "The Number Next Door" by LumiOlivier.

Alright, now I just need to make sure I’ve got the settings correct so that it only joins chat rooms during the sleep schedule precedent I set for the first two days, and then I think everything’s set…

Anna winced as another chatroom opening notification pinged in.  Well, it wouldn’t hurt to set the thing up and test it out before she made her way out of the apartment and back to some semblance of a normal life.  If everything went well, she’d be out of the apartment for good within the hour. Making sure the phone was plugged into its charger, she set it next to her, kicked on the Chat AI bot that she’d just finished, and watched as it entered the chat just like she taught it to.

Anna couldn’t help but preen like a proud mother as she watched it interact.

[Anna has entered the chat] Yoosung★: Hey, it’s Anna! Jaehee Kang: Welcome, yo Jaehee Kang: I mean, welcome. Yoosung★: typo lolololol Jumin Han: Her fingers must have slipped. Jaehee Kang: …;

Anna watched as her bot flawlessly chatted with Jumin, Jaehee, and Yoosung about their lunches, and food in general. She smirked at the commentary about rich people, and Seven’s maid.  Anna was certain that Seven neither had an actual maid, nor was the person in question named Mary Vanderwood 3rd.  It was probably his handler for whatever super-secret work he did.  Not that Anna was one to judge, she did plenty of hacking on her own.  

She’d made one major mistake, however. Her cover identity this time around was too perfect. It had fooled Unknown into thinking she was just the kind of nonentity that he needed for whatever mess he was trying to get her into with the RFA, and it was clean enough that even hacker 707 thought she was who she said she was.  It would be a bit sad to shed Anna less than a year after slipping into her skin, but that was the price of going undetected in this line of work. Apparently, her impressions of 707 had led her bot to trust him, which amused her. He was probably the most trustworthy among them, but because of that the least likely to speak the truth.  

As the conversation started to wind down, Anna unplugged her power cable and got everything ready for her departure from the apartment.  Surely they would just assume she was still here if the phone was still here and talking to them.  She knew there was a camera in the hallway, so if she left the apartment after this chatroom closed, they’d think she was off to get groceries or something, and Seven would just assume he’d missed her come back when she started talking again.

Yoosung went back to class after his lunch hour (which was frankly a miracle given his gaming habits), whereas Jumin and Jaehee had a meeting.  They all logged out, and Anna paused the bot before it, too, left the chat.

Anna: This is going to sound weird, but Anna: Thank you all so much for being so welcoming. Anna: I know you didn’t have to, and it means a lot. [Anna has left the chatroom]

Anna kicked the bot back in, checked that she had everything she came with, and turned off the light on her way out the door.  She felt bad for leaving them without more than a cryptic thank you, but if she said anything else they’d start to question the bot.

Next stop, lunch.

The sights, sounds, and smells of her favorite little diner wrapped Anna up like a warm hug. She sipped on the blueberry honey shake in front of her as the waitress took away the dirty plates from her lunch. Laptop in front of her, she tapped away, looking for just the right area to disappear to next. Seoul had seemed like a great idea, but then she’d found that lost phone and decided to be a Good Samaritan and return it to its owner, and, well, the whole mess with the apartment.

She lost herself for a moment, looking at youth hostels in Morocco, when someone suddenly slid into the booth across from her. Gut instinct told her to cut and run - but before she could even shift, someone else settled between her and the edge of the booth.

Anna sighed, and looked up at the ginger sitting in front of her.

“Good afternoon. What can I do for you…” She glanced at the stern brunette next to her. “Gentlemen?”

“Come on, Anna. You’re smart enough to recognize me from my pictures!” The man across from her said, brightly. “Don’t play dumb, please.”

Another sigh, and Anna shrugged. “Hi, Seven.”

Seven, for it truly was the hacker from the RFA, grinned and waved down the waitress. “Florence, can I get a short stack and a strawberry shake?”

The older woman smiled. “Sure thing, Lucy. Anything for your shadow?” She eyed the man next to Anna, who shrugged. “And a black coffee.  You need a refresh on that shake, dear? Not often I get an excuse to play with honey.”

Anna looked at Seven, and then back at the waitress. “Sure, why not. May as well ruin the rest of my day with a sugar high.”

“Works for this boy often enough, not that I usually see him before Midnight.” 

Anna sighed, and closed her laptop. “So, what can I do for you while we wait for the sugar rush of the century?”

Seven smirked. “Care to explain how you’re having a conversation with Yoosung about the pros and cons of LOLOL character builds while you sit here considering youth hostels in Africa?”

“I don’t know what you mean.” Anna said, shrugging. “Well, about LOLOL. Never played it. I was definitely looking at Hostels.”

Seven tapped his phone a few times and pointed it at her, where ‘Anna’ and ‘Yoosung★’ were definitely having that conversation.

“How did you install a chatbot in my messenger?  Why did you install a chatbot in my messenger? You’re an American, an English Literature major college dropout, how do you even know what a chatbot is?”

“First, rude. Liberal Arts majors know a lot of things and don’t get enough credit.” Then, she shrugged. “The fact that you believe that I’m American, or dropped out of college even, implies that you’re not as good of a hacker as you claim to be.”

There was a pause, and the shadow next to her shifted in a way that implied he was reaching for a concealed weapon.

“Stow it, black coffee.” Anna said, rolling her eyes. “I’m hardly a physical threat, and you have me dead to rights before I could even try and get out of this booth, there’s no need to scare randos at a diner.”

“Vanderwood.” He grunted, relaxing a degree or two, and she nodded. 

“Sorry. Vanderwood.”

Seven looked between them, and then back at his phone, and deflated into a depressed looking puddle just as Florence arrived with their food.

“Trouble in paradise, you two? And here I thought my firecracker of a regular was finally going to go on vacation with a cute girl. You better apologize, mister, she’s a keeper.” Florence said, waggling a finger before walking away.

“Shit.” Seven rolled his eyes. “I’m even the villain to Florence now.”

“Sorry, Seven. No romantic vacations for you. At least not with me.”

“Aw, am I not cute enough?”

“You’re adorable. And I’m a lesbian. Next question?”

“What’s your name?” Seven asked, bluntly.

Next to her, Vanderwood made the strangest sound, like he was trying desperately not to laugh. When Seven gave him a look, he quietly said “She could tell you, but she’d have to kill you.”

Anna chuckled, and Seven just shook his head. Spy Dad Jokes.

“Okay, how about ‘what do you want to be called’ then?  We all know Seven’s not my real name, so like, I’m not one to actually complain.”

“Anna’s fine. I haven’t gotten to be Anna long enough.”

“So, obviously you’re a hacker type.” Seven said. “And better than me at. identity. shenanigans.” he clarified. “Why did you leave the apartment? Why a chat bot? I want to understand. I want to keep my friends safe.”

“You try being led to a random apartment by someone who was drawn in by an identity that no one would miss if she disappeared, and then get taken in like family by the people you were led to. Now, be told that you shouldn’t leave the apartment you’re in, that there are cameras but not where. Then be told not only by the group in which you’ve been planted but also by the creeper that put you there that you have to convince people to come to a charity party and that everyone’s happiness relies on you doing a job you only agreed to so you wouldn’t get arrested for trying to do a good deed. I am not sad to be burning this persona to the ground this fast, I just started being Anna and I like who she is. I’m a fan of not caring what two milkshakes in a day and no gym time is doing to my hips. But I’m glad. Because it means that it’s me who was in that situation. Me, who was equipped to get herself out without hurting herself or others. Well, barring some feelings. I’m sure Yoosung will never forgive me and I set the bot to be nice to Jaehee and flirt hardcore with Zen, so… yeah. Feelings probably hurt, but. No innocent lives were entirely ruined, and I’ll figure out what to do about buying new jeans wherever Anna 2.0 ends up next.”

“Well. Someone certainly taught you how to monologue.”

“Video games.”

“I thought you didn’t play LOLOL.”

“I don’t. There are other games, you know.”

Seven sighed. “Okay. Say I understand. What about the shady guy? Isn’t he going to just get someone else?”

“Yeah, probably, but I mean you were looking for him and he won’t notice I’m gone for awhile, and he’ll be so confused by the chat bot he’ll slip and you’ll catch him.”

Seven grumbled. “I was fooled by the chat bot until I realized you weren’t in the apartment.”

“See, cameras.”

“But why a chat bot, Anna? Why give in to sleazy corporate AI shenanigans? Stolen training media!! My heart hurts.”

“I stole the chat bot. She’s ripped. And she’s trained only my own shitty fanfic, so she sounds as much like me as possible.”

Seven just blinked at her. “You write fanfic?! No no no wait that is not the takeaway here.”

Vanderwood cleared his throat as Florence arrived to clear the table and quietly return Vanderwood’s credit card.

“Right. Uh. One last question, Anna, and then I’ll get out of your hair.” Seven was wringing his hands, and Anna wasn’t sure how she felt about whatever this question was going to be.

“Would you consider… working with me?  Maybe this hacker situation as a trial and you can see if you like the working conditions?”

Anna eyed Vanderwood. “This your handler?” A grunt from Mr. Black Coffee Vanderwood himself gave the answer. “That make him my handler?”

“Depends.” Vanderwood spoke for himself. “How do you feel about dishes?”

“I prefer a dishwasher but as long as you don’t make me wear the horrendous yellow plastic gloves I’m game?”

“Yeah. I think I can handle you.” Vanderwood nodded.

Anna smirked, but didn’t take the easy bait.

“Alright. Let’s go catch us a creepy cult boy and his Eternal Paradise or whatever. Then I’m going to Morocco.”

“Need a +1?” Seven said, smirking as they left the diner.

“Yep. I’m going to seduce Jaehee.”

The sound Seven made in response sounded almost like someone put a rubber chicken in a blender. In that moment, Anna was glad she decided to stay.

[littlemessengers]

the weird moods and not being able to tell are the best parts~♡

-🍉

Zenny’s still bitter about the crush he has on me in my maid dress~ ♡♡♡

-707☆

[ask-new-utdp-plus]

WELCOME

Welcome to Ultimate Talent Development Plan PLUS!

This blog will have fanmade DanganRonpa events in a non-despair AU-- Just like V3's bonus mode of Ultimate Talent Development Plan (hence the name).

Requesting interactions with certain characters or asking them questions is not just allowed, but encouraged!

Many characters from the DanganRonpa games will be included, as well as many crossover characters. Click "keep reading" to see all of the characters!

TRIGGER HAPPY HAVOC - Makoto Naegi, Ult. Lucky Student - Byakuya Togami, Ult. Affluent Progeny - Chihiro Fujisaki, Ult. Programmer - Hifumi Yamada, Ult. Fanfiction Writer - Kiyotaka Ishimaru, Ult. Moral Compass - Sakura Ogami, Ult. Fighter - Sayaka Maizono, Ult. Pop Star - Toko Fukawa, Ult. Writing Prodigy

SUPER DANGANRONPA 2 - Hiyoko Saionji, Ult. Traditional Dancer - Ibuki Moida, Ult. Musician - Kazuichi Soda, Ult. Mechanic - Mikan Tsumiki, Ult. Nurse - Sonia Nevermind, Ult. Princess - Teruteru Hanamura, Ult. Cook

ULTRA DESPAIR GIRLS - Jataro Kemuri, Li'l Ult. Art - Kotoko Utsugi, Li'l Ult. Drama - Masaru Daimon, Li'l Ult. P.E. - Monaca Towa, Li'l Ult. Homeroom - Nagisa Shingetsu, Li'l Ult. Social Studies

NEW DANGANRONPA V3 - Kaede Akamatsu, Ult. Pianist - Shuichi Saihara, Ult. Detective - Himiko Yumeno, Ult. Magician - Kaito Momota, Ult. Astronaut - Kirumi Tojo, Ult. Maid - Kokichi Oma, Ult. Supreme Leader - Maki Harukawa, Ult. Child Caregiver - Ryoma Hoshi, Ult. Tennis Pro - Tenko Chabashira, Ult. Aikido Master

DOKI DOKI LITERATURE CLUB! - Monika, Ult. Club President - Natsuki, Ult. Baker - Sayori, Ult. Poet - Yuri, Ult. Horror Writer

MYSTIC MESSENGER - Luciel "707" Choi, Ult. Hacker - Jaehee Kang, Ult. Assistant - Yoosung Kim, Ult. Gamer

YIIK - Alex Eggleston, Ult. Collector - Michael Kucinski, Ult. Photographer - Rory Mancer, Ult. Protester - Vella Wilde, Ult. ???

COMING SOON? - Daisaku Bandai, Ult. Farmer (DR3) - Miaya Gekkogahara, Ult. Therapist (DR3) - Yuri Kagarin, Ult. Spaceman (SDRA2) - Philip J. Fry, Ult. Bad Luck (Futurama) - Diane Nguyen, Ult. Ghostwriter (BH)

[lucystarclub]

We love Ms. Vanderwood, ehehehehemmm, Maid 707,,, I meAn •//\\• what a gorgeous person my GoD

[brookston]

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Benedict XI, Pope (Christian; Saint)

Cannelloni Day (Pastafarian)

Caprotina (Ancient Roman Female Slave & Servant Festival)

Consualia (Ancient Roman Harvest Festival)

Count the Holes in Your Colander Day (Pastafarian)

Cyril and Methodius (Christian; Saints)

David Eddings (Writerism)

Dog-Lion Beast (Muppetism)

Doris McCarthy (Artology)

Edelburga of Kent (Christian; Saint)

Ethelburga, Ercongota and Sethrida (Christian; Virgins)

Feast of the Milky Way (Chih Nu; China)

Félicien Rops (Artology)

Felix of Nantes (Christian; Saint)

Fernande Sadler (Artology)

Feriae Ancillarum (Old Roman Maid's Day Out)

Fledh Ghoibhnenn (Feast of Goibhniu, Celtic Brewer of the “Beer of Immortality”)

Frances Xavier Cabrini (Canonized; Christian; Saint; 1946)

St. Francis of Assisi (Positivist; Saint)

Geliy Korzhev (Artology)

Hedda, Bishop of the West Saxons (Christian; Saint)

Herbal Infused Honey Day (Starza Pagan Book of Days)

Illidius (Christian; Saint)

Jeff VanderMeer (Writerism)

Job of Maniava (Christian; Saint)

Job of Manyava (Ukrainian Orthodox Church)

Kathy Reichs (Writerism)

Maelruain (Celtic Book of Days)

Marc Chagall (Artology)

Margaret Walker (Writerism)

Millennial Fairy Olympics, Day 2 (Shamanism)

No’man (Muppetism)

Nonae Caprotinae (Nones of the Wild Fig, honoring Juno Caprotina, a.k.a. Festival of the Handmaidens; Ancient Rome)

Nones of July (Ancient Rome)

Palladius (Christian; Saint)

Pantaenus, Father of the Church (Christian; Saint)

Parlia (Festival for the Pales for Larger Animals; God of the Herds; Ancient Rome) [also 4.21]

Robert A. Heinlein (Writerism)

Rumilia (Ancient Rome)

Tanabata (Lovers of the Milky Way; Star Festival; Pagan)

V.E. Schwab (Writerism)

Willibald (Catholic Church)

X-Day (Approximate; Church of the SubGenius)

Islamic Lunar Holidays

Islamic New Year [Hijri New Year] (a.k.a. ... 

Amun Jadid (Philippines)

Arabic New Year

Awal Mouharam (Algeria, Djibouti)

Awal Muharram (Malaysia)

El Hijra (Egypt)

Hegira (Lebanon)

Hegire (Tunisia)

Hejira (Kuwait)

Hijiri (Maldives)

Islamic New Year 1445 (Bahrain, Brunei, Iraq, Jordan, Libya, Oman, Somalia, Sudan, Syria, UAE, West Bank and Gaza, Yemen)

Muharam (Comoros, Niger)

Muharram (Comoros)

1er Moharrem (Morocco)

Premier Moharram (Mauritania)

Raʿs as-Sanah al-Hijrīyah

Sasi Sura (Javanese New Year; Suriname)

She Came to Stay, by Simone de Beauvoir (Novel; 1943)

Tahun Baru (Indonesia)

Tamharrat (Gambia)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Sensho (先勝 Japan) [Good luck in the morning, bad luck in the afternoon.]

Umu Limnu (Evil Day; Babylonian Calendar; 31 of 60)

Premieres

The Adventures of Pinocchio, by Carlo Collodi (Novel; 1881)

The Age of Reason, by Jean-Paul Sartre (Novel; 1945)

All You Need Is Love Day, by The Beatles (Song; 1967)

Back Room Stomp, recorded by Rex Thwart and his 52nd Street Stompers (Song; 1937)

Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea, recorded by Dicky Wells and his Orchestra, with Djano Reinhardt (Song; 1937)

Bugle Call Rag, recorded by Dicky Wells and his Orchestra, with Djano Reinhardt (Song; 1937)

But I’m a Cheerleader (Film; 2000)

Chilly and the Looney Gooney (Chilly Willy Cartoon; 1969)

Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas: A Savage Journey to the Heart of the American Dream, by Hunter S. Thompson (Novel; 1972)

First Knight (Film; 1995)

Give Peace a Chance, by John Lennon (Song; 1969)

God Save the King, by Ben Jonson and Dr. Bull (UK National Anthem; 1607)

The Grand Illusion, by Styx (Album; 1977)

The Greatest Show on Earth, a.k.a. The Weather Show (Science Rock Cartoon; Schoolhouse Rock; 1979)

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows — Part 2 (UK Film; 2011) [#8]

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (UK Film; 2009) [#6]

Here Comes the Sun recorded, by The Beatles (Song; 1969)

His Mouse Friday (Tom & Jerry Cartoon; 1951)

The Ice Break, by Michael Tippett (Opera; 1976)

Images and Words, by Dream Theater (Album; 1992)

Le Great Dane Robbery (The Inspector Cartoon; 1968)

Lethal Weapon 2 (Film; 1989)

Live and Let Die, by Paul McCartney & Wings (Song; 1973)

Mickey Steps Out (Disney Cartoon; 1931)

Monsters at Work (Animated YV Series; 2021)

More Songs About Buildings and Food, by Talking Heads (Album; 1978)

Mouse in Manhattan (Tom & Jerry Cartoon; 1945)

My Prayer, by The Platters (Song; 1956)

Naked Lunch, by William S. Burroughs (Novel; 1959)

No One Writes to the Colonel, by Gabriel García Márquez (Novella; 1961)

Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest (Film; 2006)

Religion and Science, by Bertrand Russell (Essays; 1935)

Ryan’s Hope (Soap Opera; 1975)

Scary Movie (Film; 2000)

Spider-Man: Homecoming (Film; 2017)

Stunt, by Barenaked Ladies (Album; 1998)

Stupor Duck (WB LT Cartoon; 1956)

Summer Magic (Film; 1963)

Three Tenors, by Plácido Domingo, José Carreras and Luciano Pavarotti (Live Album; 1990)

Weekend at Bernie’s (Film; 1989)

Woody Woodpecker (Woody Woodpecker Cartoon; 1941) [1st WW Cartoon]

You Oughta Know, by Alanis Morissette (Song; 1995)

Today’s Name Days

Edda, Firmin, Willibald (Austria)

Nedelcho, Nedelya, Nedyalka, Nedyalko (Bulgaria)

Goran, Klaudije, Odon, Vilibald, Vilko (Croatia)

Bohuslava (Czech Republic)

Villebaldus (Denmark)

Koidu, Koidula (Estonia)

Klaus, Launo (Finland)

Raoul (France)

Edda, Firmin, Willibald (Germany)

Dominica, Cyriaca, Iria, Kiriaki, Kuriakis, Kyriake, Kyriaki, Ria (Greece)

Apollónia (Hungary)

Apollonio, Claudio, Edda (Italy)

Alda, Aline, Elita, Maruta (Latvia)

Estera, Sangailas, Vilgailė (Lithuania)

Håvard, Hulda (Norway)

Antoni, Benedykt, Cyryl, Estera, Kira, Metody, Piotr, Pompejusz, Sędzisława, Wilibald (Poland)

Chiriachi (Romania)

Oliver (Slovakia)

Fermín (Spain)

Klas (Sweden)

Ralph, Randall, Randolph, Randi, Randy, Raoul, Raul, Rogelio, Roger (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 189 of 2024; 177 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 7 of week 27 of 2024

Celtic Tree Calendar: Tinne (Holly) [Day 1 of 28]

Chinese: Month 6 (Xin-Wei), Day 2 (Ren-Shen)

Chinese Year of the: Dragon 4722 (until January 29, 2025) [Wu-Chen]

Hebrew: 1 Tammuz 5784

Islamic: 30 Dhu al-Hijjah 1445

J Cal: 9 Red; Oneday [8 of 30]

Julian: 24 June 2024

Moon: 3%: Waxing Crescent

Positivist: 20 Charlemagne (7th Month) [St. Francis of Assisi]

Runic Half Month: Feoh (Wealth) [Day 14 of 15]

Season: Summer (Day 18 of 94)

Week: 2nd Week of July

Zodiac: Cancer (Day 17 of 31)

Calendar Changes

Tammūz (a.k.a. Tammuz or Tamuz) [תַּמּוּז] (Hebrew Calendar) [Month 4 of 12]

Tinne (Holly) [Celtic Tree Calendar; Month 7 of 13]

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Holidays 7.7

Holidays

Aerial Forest Protection Service Day (Russia)

All You Need Is Love Day

Andean Condor Day

ASB Young People’s Day (UK)

Battle of Chesma Day (Russia)

Bonza Bottler Day

Bungie Day

Cherry Dy (French Republic)

Comic Book Day

Day of Water Transport Workers (Belarus, Russia)

Double Seven Day (China)

Family Day (Lesotho)

Father-Daughter Take A Walk Together Day

Fishermen’s Day (Marshall Islands)

George Town Heritage Day (Penang, Malaysia)

Global Forgiveness Day

International Oola Day

International Peace & Love Day

International Ponytail Day

International Soil Conversation Day

Kharchi Puja (Tripura, India)

Kinderfest (Children’s Day; Switzerland)

LOL Surprise! Day

Medical Worker Day (Kyrgyzstan)

National Black Women in Sports Day

National Day of Rock ’n’ Roll

National Dora Day

National Father-Daughter Take a Walk Day

National Greshun Day

National Hellcat Day

National Koi Day

National Zombie Day

Running of the Bulls begins (Fiesta de San Fermin; Pamplona, Spain) [thru 7.14]

Saba Saba Day (Farmer’s Day; Tanzania)

Serbian Peoples Uprising Day (Yugoslavia)

Seven Deadly Sins Day

707 Day

Seven Seven (UK)

Tanabata (Star Festival; Japan)

Tell the Truth Day

Tribute 7/7 (Texas)

TR-707 Day

Undina Asteroid Day

Unity Factory Day (Yemen)

Vardavar (Armenia)

White-Flowered Bower (a.k.a. Wild Virgin’s Bower)

World Byproduct Day

World Kiswahili Language Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

Eat A Vegetable You've Never Tried Before Day

National Dive Bar Day [Also 2nd Friday in April]

National Krimpet Day

National Macaroni Day

National Strawberry Sundae Day

World Chocolate Day

World Day of Cacao

World Mango Day

Independence & Related Days

Adonia (Declared; 2020) [unrecognized]

National Day (Equatorial Guinea)

Solomon Islands (from UK, 1978)

New Year’s Days

Islamic New Year [Hijri New Year]

1st Sunday in July

NAIDOC (National Aboriginal and Islander Day Observance Committee) Week begins (Australia) [1st Sunday]

National Build a Scarecrow Day [1st Sunday]

National Dombyra Day (Kazakhstan) [1st Sunday]

Navy Day (Ukraine) [1st Sunday]

World Biryani Day [1st Sunday]

World Meditation Day [1st Sunday of Every Month]

Weekly Holidays beginning July 7 (2nd Week of July)

Be Nice to New Jersey Week (thru 7.13) [1st Full Week]

Creative Maladjustment Week (thru 7.14)

National Farriers Week (thru 7.13) [1st Full Week]

National Aborigines and Islanders Day Observance Committee Week [Australia] (thru 7.14) [Starts 1st Sunday]

Nude Recreation Day (thru 7.13) [Week after 7.4]

Operation Safe Driver Week (thru 7.13)

Sparkling Wine Week begins [Begins 1st Sunday]

Therapeutic Recreation Week (thru 7.13) [2nd Full Week] (2024 Date]

Festivals Beginning July 7, 2024

Gibson County Fair (Princeton, Indiana) [thru 7.13]

Golden Apricot International Film Festival (Yerevan, Armenia) [thru 7.14]

International Computer Music Conference (Seoul, South Korea) [thru 7.13]

Union Fair & Maine Wild Blueberry Festival (Union, Maine) [thru 7.14]

Wild and Free Festival (Novella, Croatia) [thru 7.11]

Feast Days

Æthelburh of Faremoutiers (Christian; Saint)

Aphrodisia (Bathing festival of Aphrodite & Peitho, goddess of persuasion; Ancient Greece)

Benedict XI, Pope (Christian; Saint)

Cannelloni Day (Pastafarian)

Caprotina (Ancient Roman Female Slave & Servant Festival)

Consualia (Ancient Roman Harvest Festival)

Count the Holes in Your Colander Day (Pastafarian)

Cyril and Methodius (Christian; Saints)

David Eddings (Writerism)

Dog-Lion Beast (Muppetism)

Doris McCarthy (Artology)

Edelburga of Kent (Christian; Saint)

Ethelburga, Ercongota and Sethrida (Christian; Virgins)

Feast of the Milky Way (Chih Nu; China)

Félicien Rops (Artology)

Felix of Nantes (Christian; Saint)

Fernande Sadler (Artology)

Feriae Ancillarum (Old Roman Maid's Day Out)

Fledh Ghoibhnenn (Feast of Goibhniu, Celtic Brewer of the “Beer of Immortality”)

Frances Xavier Cabrini (Canonized; Christian; Saint; 1946)

St. Francis of Assisi (Positivist; Saint)

Geliy Korzhev (Artology)

Hedda, Bishop of the West Saxons (Christian; Saint)

Herbal Infused Honey Day (Starza Pagan Book of Days)

Illidius (Christian; Saint)

Jeff VanderMeer (Writerism)

Job of Maniava (Christian; Saint)

Job of Manyava (Ukrainian Orthodox Church)

Kathy Reichs (Writerism)

Maelruain (Celtic Book of Days)

Marc Chagall (Artology)

Margaret Walker (Writerism)

Millennial Fairy Olympics, Day 2 (Shamanism)

No’man (Muppetism)

Nonae Caprotinae (Nones of the Wild Fig, honoring Juno Caprotina, a.k.a. Festival of the Handmaidens; Ancient Rome)

Nones of July (Ancient Rome)

Palladius (Christian; Saint)

Pantaenus, Father of the Church (Christian; Saint)

Parlia (Festival for the Pales for Larger Animals; God of the Herds; Ancient Rome) [also 4.21]

Robert A. Heinlein (Writerism)

Rumilia (Ancient Rome)

Tanabata (Lovers of the Milky Way; Star Festival; Pagan)

V.E. Schwab (Writerism)

Willibald (Catholic Church)

X-Day (Approximate; Church of the SubGenius)

Islamic Lunar Holidays

Islamic New Year [Hijri New Year] (a.k.a. ... 

Amun Jadid (Philippines)

Arabic New Year

Awal Mouharam (Algeria, Djibouti)

Awal Muharram (Malaysia)

El Hijra (Egypt)

Hegira (Lebanon)

Hegire (Tunisia)

Hejira (Kuwait)

Hijiri (Maldives)

Islamic New Year 1445 (Bahrain, Brunei, Iraq, Jordan, Libya, Oman, Somalia, Sudan, Syria, UAE, West Bank and Gaza, Yemen)

Muharam (Comoros, Niger)

Muharram (Comoros)

1er Moharrem (Morocco)

Premier Moharram (Mauritania)

Raʿs as-Sanah al-Hijrīyah

Sasi Sura (Javanese New Year; Suriname)

She Came to Stay, by Simone de Beauvoir (Novel; 1943)

Tahun Baru (Indonesia)

Tamharrat (Gambia)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Sensho (先勝 Japan) [Good luck in the morning, bad luck in the afternoon.]

Umu Limnu (Evil Day; Babylonian Calendar; 31 of 60)

Premieres

The Adventures of Pinocchio, by Carlo Collodi (Novel; 1881)

The Age of Reason, by Jean-Paul Sartre (Novel; 1945)

All You Need Is Love Day, by The Beatles (Song; 1967)

Back Room Stomp, recorded by Rex Thwart and his 52nd Street Stompers (Song; 1937)

Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea, recorded by Dicky Wells and his Orchestra, with Djano Reinhardt (Song; 1937)

Bugle Call Rag, recorded by Dicky Wells and his Orchestra, with Djano Reinhardt (Song; 1937)

But I’m a Cheerleader (Film; 2000)

Chilly and the Looney Gooney (Chilly Willy Cartoon; 1969)

Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas: A Savage Journey to the Heart of the American Dream, by Hunter S. Thompson (Novel; 1972)

First Knight (Film; 1995)

Give Peace a Chance, by John Lennon (Song; 1969)

God Save the King, by Ben Jonson and Dr. Bull (UK National Anthem; 1607)

The Grand Illusion, by Styx (Album; 1977)

The Greatest Show on Earth, a.k.a. The Weather Show (Science Rock Cartoon; Schoolhouse Rock; 1979)

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows — Part 2 (UK Film; 2011) [#8]

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (UK Film; 2009) [#6]

Here Comes the Sun recorded, by The Beatles (Song; 1969)

His Mouse Friday (Tom & Jerry Cartoon; 1951)

The Ice Break, by Michael Tippett (Opera; 1976)

Images and Words, by Dream Theater (Album; 1992)

Le Great Dane Robbery (The Inspector Cartoon; 1968)

Lethal Weapon 2 (Film; 1989)

Live and Let Die, by Paul McCartney & Wings (Song; 1973)

Mickey Steps Out (Disney Cartoon; 1931)

Monsters at Work (Animated YV Series; 2021)

More Songs About Buildings and Food, by Talking Heads (Album; 1978)

Mouse in Manhattan (Tom & Jerry Cartoon; 1945)

My Prayer, by The Platters (Song; 1956)

Naked Lunch, by William S. Burroughs (Novel; 1959)

No One Writes to the Colonel, by Gabriel García Márquez (Novella; 1961)

Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest (Film; 2006)

Religion and Science, by Bertrand Russell (Essays; 1935)

Ryan’s Hope (Soap Opera; 1975)

Scary Movie (Film; 2000)

Spider-Man: Homecoming (Film; 2017)

Stunt, by Barenaked Ladies (Album; 1998)

Stupor Duck (WB LT Cartoon; 1956)

Summer Magic (Film; 1963)

Three Tenors, by Plácido Domingo, José Carreras and Luciano Pavarotti (Live Album; 1990)

Weekend at Bernie’s (Film; 1989)

Woody Woodpecker (Woody Woodpecker Cartoon; 1941) [1st WW Cartoon]

You Oughta Know, by Alanis Morissette (Song; 1995)

Today’s Name Days

Edda, Firmin, Willibald (Austria)

Nedelcho, Nedelya, Nedyalka, Nedyalko (Bulgaria)

Goran, Klaudije, Odon, Vilibald, Vilko (Croatia)

Bohuslava (Czech Republic)

Villebaldus (Denmark)

Koidu, Koidula (Estonia)

Klaus, Launo (Finland)

Raoul (France)

Edda, Firmin, Willibald (Germany)

Dominica, Cyriaca, Iria, Kiriaki, Kuriakis, Kyriake, Kyriaki, Ria (Greece)

Apollónia (Hungary)

Apollonio, Claudio, Edda (Italy)

Alda, Aline, Elita, Maruta (Latvia)

Estera, Sangailas, Vilgailė (Lithuania)

Håvard, Hulda (Norway)

Antoni, Benedykt, Cyryl, Estera, Kira, Metody, Piotr, Pompejusz, Sędzisława, Wilibald (Poland)

Chiriachi (Romania)

Oliver (Slovakia)

Fermín (Spain)

Klas (Sweden)

Ralph, Randall, Randolph, Randi, Randy, Raoul, Raul, Rogelio, Roger (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 189 of 2024; 177 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 7 of week 27 of 2024

Celtic Tree Calendar: Tinne (Holly) [Day 1 of 28]

Chinese: Month 6 (Xin-Wei), Day 2 (Ren-Shen)

Chinese Year of the: Dragon 4722 (until January 29, 2025) [Wu-Chen]

Hebrew: 1 Tammuz 5784

Islamic: 30 Dhu al-Hijjah 1445

J Cal: 9 Red; Oneday [8 of 30]

Julian: 24 June 2024

Moon: 3%: Waxing Crescent

Positivist: 20 Charlemagne (7th Month) [St. Francis of Assisi]

Runic Half Month: Feoh (Wealth) [Day 14 of 15]

Season: Summer (Day 18 of 94)

Week: 2nd Week of July

Zodiac: Cancer (Day 17 of 31)

Calendar Changes

Tammūz (a.k.a. Tammuz or Tamuz) [תַּמּוּז] (Hebrew Calendar) [Month 4 of 12]

Tinne (Holly) [Celtic Tree Calendar; Month 7 of 13]

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