#msyme seven

[k0kichiimagines]

i couldn't think of enough msyme characters to start on the first... so second it is ! starting with unknown, ending with [GE] saeran, because i thought it would be nice to kind of follow how his route is the last you're expected to, while unknown is the first character you meet? these won't be long aa, i usually dont do anything for valentines day i am simply feeling romantic this year

[....?]

'Happy Valentine's Day ^^'

Did you expect something more? A phone call? An anonymous love letter? You questioned yourself as you stared down the text from the mysterious hacker, wondering if Seven would be annoyed if he ever found you you frequently contacted the hacker and never breathed a word to anyone else. You didn't really talk much, and he didn't really reply whenever you did - but he'd made it pretty clear pretty quickly that he was observing you. Somehow. Somewhere. You'd gotten into the habit of smiling at security cameras as you passed by, and at least twice you'd gotten a swift ding of a text message reply. Sometimes nothing more then a ':)'.

Strangely enough… it made you feel safe. That was weird, wasn't it? Surely knowing some unknown hacker was following your every move would usually fill you with a paralyzing fear - not make you smile silly to yourself.

Of course there was no reply from your message back, the message you were looking at was five hours old already - you knew by now that mean you wouldn't be getting a reply. It was alright though, even the smallest sign of anything from him was enough. You put your phone away as you opened the door to Rika's apartment (seriously, how much longer would you have to stay in this place? Why do you even have to stay here in the first place?). It was always cold, but for some reason it felt even chillier today, as though you were still outside in the grey February skies. You wondered how she'd managed to cope spending every night and day here - did she just spend most her days at V's?

You didn't dare to touch anything, but you were also hyper away of everything around you. So you knew there were no flowers at all at any point in your stay, let alone clearly fresh and real light pink carnations that had been oh-so-delicately placed in a glass vase. In fact, you think even the vase was new.

'pink carnations - i'm thinking of you.'

And... some money? Another note - 'i had to break the window to get in lol, this is for the repair'. Oh. It explained the draft at least, but didn't stop you sighed loudly - he knew the password, this was just to mess with you. Make it 'less sappy' you guessed.

Your phone dinged with another message, you suspected he was watching from the hallway cameras. 'hope you like them... :)'

[iseleylaura]

I need more 707 luciel seven saeyoung choi on my dash please!!

[lovehatemysme]

[Saeyoung x MC] 

(Ficlet)

Saeyoung grabbed his nth bottle of dr.pepper for the night, chugging it in one go as he typed codes. Glancing at the right monitor, he noticed you were going around and about. What is she up to, he thought.

Flicking through the channels, he saw the Christmas tree already built in the living room, a few decors already hanging. He quickly got up and jolted to the living room where he caught you arranging the lights.

"You're decorating without me???" You jumped at his sudden appearance, turning to him you stuck your tongue out.

"You weren't listening to me! I told you I'm going to do this with or without you!" You exclaimed as you frowned, crossing your arms. "You've been stuck on that monitor for a week now! You won't even give me attention," mumbling the last part as you sat cross legged under the tree.

Saeyoung, panicking at your tantrum, hasn't realize it's been that long.

"Hey hey hey," he said quietly as he approached you slowly.

"I know it's work," you suddenly said, making him stop on his tracks. "But it's almost Christmas, won't you spend it with me?" You said as you turned to face him, eyes almost tearing up.

He quickly kneel before you and scooped you into his arms, kissing your forehead. 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize it’s been a week,” he said softly, stroking your hair. 

“I’m all yours now,” he said in a toothy grin. You rolled your eyes and huffed, “You have a lot to make up for!” you said as you playfully swatted his chest. He chuckled as he caught your wrist.

“I know~ I know~, how about a kiss to start eh?” he snickered as he pulled you close and kissing you. 

[theaussiedragon]

A flat coloured SpaceBoy

[saeyoungchoismaid]

prompt 50 w saeyoung perhaps??

BRO ANON THATS SO SPICY BFAOUEFAFANFNLA

50. putting a hand over the other’s mouth to shut them up

Warnings: semi-public sex, uh kinda mean dom Saeyoung but also not really?, reader is called "pet" at the end

You never thought your first RFA party would end up like this.

Sure, you set up all the decorations, get ready, greet all your guests as they come in, make toasts, drink, and eat from the buffet, but you didn't think you'd be...well...

Getting railed over the sink counter in the bathroom.

You and Seven had been flirting back and forth for a while now, but you never expected for him to be so...bold.

You moan with each thrust, your eyes rolling back into your head when he hits that special spot deep inside of you. "God, you're noisy," he hisses, bringing his hand to clamp it over your mouth.

You look up at him through the mirror, finding your disheveled reflection staring right back at you. Your eyes then flicker up more, making eye contact with him now. He gives you a crazed grin, giving you a hard thrust before continuing with the rapid thrusts.

"Gotta cum soon, baby, if you're gonna cum. We can't stay here long or they'll start to get suspicious," he warns, biting his lip and going even faster. You nod your head since he's still keeping you quiet, your hole fluttering around him.

"Good pet..." he groans as he squeezes your hip, smiling at your reflection.

[dabombbarbie]

This is a big reason why Jumin is my favorite character, he's brutally honest and he'll tell you the truth without biting his tongue.

Even if what he says may come across as cold, he'll not hold back and he'll say what needs to be said.

This is an example of a good bestie.

[jello-fello]

i’ll be real i’m feeling very accomplished right now and that’s solely because i got a fictional characters favorite snack,,,

have i tried them yet,,,,,no

[michilattee]

Day 6 stars

"Let's marry at the space station ! "

One of my fav seven quote

best drawing so far ^^

[serede986]

I saw your new prompt list and could I request prompt #2 with Zen? Considering Zen would probably eventually wanna break into the United States this seems like an adorable prompt for him! Thank you 🤗

Hoi! Thank you so much for the request! Glad you liked it! Hope you’d like the fic. Also, you’re free to demand a rewrite!

Enjoy~ (。・∀・)ノ

Zen’s language is in italics and MC’s is in normal lettering. :)

~

"H-hey you’re so handsome. Are you one of those k-pop people? Preeeetty neat," you grabbed his arm, trying to steady yourself from any fall.

"Hello, oh are you okay, ma'am?" 

"What are you blabbering?" you looked up, making tough eye contact with red ones, staring at you with concern and a hint of a weird emotion.

"A-are you....okay?" with his English quite messy, his head shook up, looking around for people searching for a missing someone.

"Y-yes... I'm amazing, handsome boy." you moved your hand to his jaw, caressing your fingers against the sharp line before moving them to his shoulders and patting them twice. 

His eyes widened, thinking is he should even be surprised at your actions right now. Not taking your hand off his shoulders.

"I-i came here with my friends, but I think they left me.." Zen nodded, not really understanding the words but getting the gist of the situation.

"Pretty voice," he mumbled low, unsure if his words were right.

"O-oh! Thank you!" mumbling back, you looked away shyly. This got his attention, cheeks heating up.

You started talking on random topics, Zen not understanding much, but listening to your voice. Soon a group approached, speaking to him in a language you didn’t know. The time you spent with Zen chatting, was also enough to get you sobered up.

Zen walked back to you, his phone in his hands, typing something before handing it over to you. A translation app was up, something is written in a foreign language, and its translation is below.

"I loved my time with you and listening to your beautiful voice. Can we stay in touch?" You looked up in surprise, reciprocating his blush almost instantly. 

You nodded, a bit aggressively, excited to know him. You immediately switched the translation language in his app before typing "I loved it too! And I'd love to know more about you and your language! Should we go on a date?"

You handed his phone back to him, almost immediately getting a similar aggressive nod. 

"oi! Zen!" he turned to look in the direction of the voice. 

"C'mon, let's go!"

"yes yes!" he nodded back to his friends and turned back to look at you.

"Bye beautiful!" he waved at you and ran towards his friends, leaving you all red and heated.

~

It’s been almost a year since you both first met and almost nine months since you and Zen started dating. Zen's stay in your country was almost periodical, making it difficult for both of you.

Learning a language is not a quick job, and you both barely understanding each other's words was not easy. But you knew Zen was there with you when you ranted out, cried because of how bad your day was, or when you happily jumped around when your hard work was praised at your office.

Zen knew you were there when he rehearsed all night long for that one scene, shared a beer with him, followed his skincare routine, trying to gossip with him with your face masks on, and clicking those silly selfies for both if you to keep in your silly pictures stash.

“Y-you!” 

“What?”

"Don't look at me that way..."

"Wha-why?"

"i-it makes me go all doki-doki here," you placed your hand on your chest, cheeks heating up with pink.

Intertwining his fingers with yours, he pulled you into him. A soft gasp escaped your lips as you sat there on his lap, both your hands now interlocked with his. He bent down a bit, pressing kisses on both your hands.

"I love you, MC."

"saranghaeo, Zen."

[waitingformessages]

He looks so good, I can't wait to see this in-game.

Also, the balloons remind me of Jaehee and Yoosung so maybe if we get Saeran's birthday picture there will be Zen, Jumin and V balloons?

[musingwriting]

I'm seriously addicted to Yoosung.

His voice (seriously so sweet!).

His romantic messages and calls.

His mild yandere personality (no bad end but I couldn't resist triggering it a little).

Gosh. Send serious help.

Jumin who

[k0kichiimagines]

hi do you write mysme? if so can you write seven x (fem but it doesnt matter that much) reader who self harms? like since hes watching them from the security camera he realizes that theyre literally cutting themself up and then coming to the chatroom like “heyyyy isnt it such an amazing day??” while still looking so down or something .

sorry if you dont write seven or self harm btww thanks already

i do all three of those yes! sorry this took a few days, i usually try do requests like these instantly due to their topic,

nonnie i hope youre doing okay <3 if you, or anyone else here struggles with self harm, recovery is hard but it's possible! been there, done that, almost out the other side - so i can assure you, its rough, its not fun, but it is possible, and it is worth it, so set small goals, and try <3

- mod kokichi

saeyoung [707] x reader

-> self harming reader [c-tting to be exact]

cws : self harm, knives,

for plot pretend there's a camera in the kitchen,, he said theres one outside? and none in, and he had nothing of saeran breaking in, but also he talks about being able to see you - so either you step out often to wave hi, or maybe there is a little one inside? dunno, again just pretend theres one

you hadn't been thinking really. you usually kept this to the bathroom, hidden and away.

today the knives looked especially... appealing. the soft water drops left from the recent wash that fell down the sleek metal, the sunlight that flicked through the window and hit them at a pretty angle. it looked like a painting, it felt like they were whispering to you, teasing you, taunting you. the blade looked too sharp, just a gentle slice would draw blood.

you lay it against your wrist, you pressed it lightly and took a sharp breath, then hissed in pain once you quickly slid it across. bad idea, the blood was instant, pooling out the new wound. one or two more, and then you shoved it under the tap, trying to recall where the bandages were.

your phone dinged your usual notification sound. you glanced over at it, placed on the countertop. the messenger gave you unclear messages, you guessed it was part of its secrecy, so all you saw was 'One direct message'. but it reminded you of something, it reminded you of why exactly you had recently taken to hiding in the bathroom.

because you weren't at home.

and there were cameras here.

you grabbed your phone, rushed into the small room, and locked the door as though someone might burst through. as though, he might burst through. your fingers shook as you ignored the second message, rushing to cover your cuts before any blood fell to the floor, before the stains stayed as evidence, just in case this time you couldn't remove it. you felt sick, your chest ached, your whole body was shaking now.

you didn't want to check the text. you didn't. you hoped it was a coincidence, that even if it was him, he hadn't seen you.

even though he checked every 0.2 seconds.

the longer you ignored it the more obvious it was. maybe you could play it off as a mistake, you were sure the cameras weren't super clear, right?

your hands shook, you stepped out, pacing around the small apartment as you opened the text, just avoiding the camera.

it was him. your throat felt dry. what would he think of you?

"did you accidentally cut yourself while cooking? ahh, that's the worst! there should be plasters in the cabinet, unless they've been moved."

"???" - that must have been in response to you running.

there was then a gap. a moment of time with nothing. then your name. you could feel the serious tone.

"could you call me, please?" he'd worked it out. or maybe he'd checked the footage. you replied, taking forever because trembling fingers led to typos, and typos seemed suspcious.

"don't worry, seven ! i'm fine haha, i won't distract you from work, you said you had a lot, let's call later! ^^"

"i'm not busy. not when it comes to you." the quick reply made you jump, he was clearly waiting. you began to type out a reply, about how it was all just a silly mistake, but your phone screen was replaced by the calling icon instead. you took a deep breath, you didn't trust yourself for long replies, so you answered with a simple "hi".

"i can't come right now, so i can't keep a full eye on you, nor can i force you to stop. but i know what you were doing, and i'm telling you right now, its not worth it. any sort of satisfaction you think it gives you - it's not worth it."

"seven. i..." there goes your voice cracking. "i wasnt.. doing that."

he only sighed. "i'll see you soon. at the party, or maybe sooner if i get a break. it'll be a few days at most, that's a small goal, right? try stay clean for that long, just those few days, see if you can. and if you feel you might not, then call me, and we can talk about something else. i'm good at multitasking, i can talk to you and work, alright? and even if you don't make it, i just want you to try. that's all."

"i... yeah. okay. i'll try." his voice was soothing, he wasn't disgusted, or angry. just caring. worried?

"promise me?"

"i promise."

"good." he sighed again. "did you deal with it? clean it up?"

"um, yeah." you were crying now, something about having someone both know and be trying to help felt... nice. you didn't feel strong enough to recover, and you suspected it would be hard. in fact, maybe you both knew you would do it again. maybe even in an hour. but somehow... with him there, you felt a soft hope that maybe... just maybe... you might be alright.

"don't cry..! don't cry, you'll be okay. i won't tell the others if you don't want me to, but i could tell yoosung you're not feeling well, and to go visit you? ah... but the location is a secret... maybe you could go visit him? the others are busy, he's likely just gaming"

"thank you, seven, but i think i'm okay."

"are you sure?"

"yeah."

"i can stay on the line if you want? we don't have to speak the whole time, but it would like being in the same room."

"that'd be nice. thank you." you wiped your eyes, smiling at the idea.

"anytime."

[foreverflat15]

Dear MysMe,

I know it's hard finding prospect guests for RFA and being a hacker at the same time is very tiring too but if work won't pile up for Seven maybe he will love his new role as a knight and won't come back in the game for good now that the fan base is growing for him in this novel. But i hope he will be happy this time too with Lily?

Just look at him!

maygad! you can't tell me otherwise that this isn't him.

right?

he's so gorgeous here!!!

his acting is superb. ヾ(｡>﹏<｡)ﾉﾞ✧*。

sorry Felix, you can't fool me.

[lovehatemysme]

I just wanna love Saeyoung and tell him everything's all right and everything got better and i will hold him every night to remind him how he deserves love and happiness for the rest of his life pls

[anxietywhitenoise]

My prints from @mayuiki-art arrived today! So pretty! Thank you for the bonus 707! Now to get some frames.

[starlight-drive-in]

Saeyoung Week Day 1 - Secrets

I had every intention of drawing or writing something angsty and cool for today’s prompt but this is what my brain gave me instead, so here it is!

The mouth was supposed to be a placeholder but my husband was like “plz don’t change it.” so I took his advice. XD