#oc: the chairman

[the-untitledverse-blog]

The UnTitledverse DND Alignment

Eleanor (The Perfect Storm, The Omniscient Rule & The Ender sagas and The Time Guard volumes) - A Knightess of the Light, Eleanor is one of the most moral characters in The UnTitledverse, repenting by serving good.

Leviticus (The Omniscient Rule & The Ender sagas, Jagged Instincts novelisation & The Time Guard volumes) - A lawyer of the Time Court, had a disdain towards Timekeeper but ultimately upholds honor and goodwill above all else.

Joaquin Cobalt (The Perfect Storm, The Omniscient Rule & The Ender sagas) - A young adolescent who got lost in the Multiverse before rising up to become a leading and respected member of the Omniscient Rule.

Leslie Who (The Perfect Storm & The Omniscient Rule sagas) - A doctor who lost his son to an old business partner, Leslie is on a mission of revenge against Edward Carmine and his crimes. However, he cannot stop himself from doing good in spite of the nature of his mission.

Benny the Révolutionnaire (The UnTitled Ventures & The Ender sagas) - The seventh-borne Eldritch, was made to assist Zachariah at Fate's Table, however was exiled to the Void. Not that it stopped him.

Calvin Dearing (The Perfect Storm saga) - A Dream Spirit and a former Cartoonist murdered by his boss, Terrence Carmine, Calvin was stuck in a repetitive cycle of purgatory rigged by Jester, but managed to get out. He became good friends with Joaquin Cobalt and Mario Emmet, when they were both lost in the Multiverse, he went out of his way to find them.

Allyson "Alice" Darling (The Omniscient Rule & The Ender saga) - Alice is the eldest Darling child, and was recommended by Malcrum during his leave from the Omniscient Rule to replace him.

Joaquin Lockwood (The UnTitled Ventures saga) - The previous incarnation of Joaquin Cobalt, Joaquin Lockwood was a former agent of the BSAA before becoming the mayor of the Village and then aiding Benny in his revolt against Zachariah.

Timekeeper (The Perfect Storm & The Omniscient Rule sagas) - A Time Lord droid created to overlook Time and utilize the Time Watch. Wishes to change the corruption he's noticed bleed inside the Time Bureau Authority.

Mario Emmet (The Perfect Storm & The Omniscient Rule sags and Mario: Mother's Boy) - A shapeshifting soul-type alien, Mario was taught by his mother Abigail, his first best friend Debra, his love interest Charlie, and his brother-figures Joaquin & Calvin to gain some better morality. Mario also adopted an appreciation for humanity just as his mother did.

H.O.S.T (The Time Guard volumes) - The warden of the Time Prism (a prison sub-dimension in Time), he joined the Time Guard on their adventures. He is unprepared for their unorthodox illegalities.

Elise Lockwood (The Ender saga) - She just wants to find out where her family is man.

Jerome Amber (The UnTitled Stories) - The Lord High Protector of Corona and the half-brother of Empress Cassandra. He feels only loyalty towards Cass... whether she was a knight or a usurper.

Mordecai Callaghan (The Omniscient Rule saga) - Also known as "The Huntsman", Mordecai only commits amoral acts (like bounty hunting) and immoral acts (like child trafficking) to survive and to earn his freedom from Madame Callaghan and C.Y.P.R.U.S.

Maddilyn Darling (The Perfect Storm and The Omniscient Rule sagas) - An outlaw apart of the Van Der Linde Gang, Maddilyn follows Dutch closely. However this does change later in 1899.

The Chairman (The Perfect Storm saga) - Dude eats people that go against existence, even if they're innocent.

Jeremiah (The Omniscient Rule saga and The Time Guard series) - A Time Agent who honestly doesn't give a fuck about the law, and just most fucks around and finds out. Jeremiah is apart of Khronos' corruption though.

Malcolm Darling (The Omniscient Rule saga) - A Darling twin taken into C.Y.P.R.U.S before failing a mission that resulted in him being bisected and set alight, he gets infected by the Cordyceps and manages to control it enough to remain conscious, setting out to eliminate his rival; Ellie Williams.

Jester (The Perfect Storm saga) - This guy is a scamming dealmaker who will screw over whoever is not the winning side.

K.I.L.L.J.O.Y (The Perfect Storm saga) - A virus/security drone of Edward Carmine's that becomes his most loyal servant.

Zachariah The Orchestrator (The UnTitled Ventures and The Ender saga) - The second-borne Eldritch and the Hand at Fate's Table, Zachariah has a disdainful view on humanity and wishes to control and punish them for their existence.

Edward Carmine (The Perfect Storm saga) - A petty industrialist and robotics expert, he craves power over everyone and believes himself to be the superior human. Edward also cannot let go of a grudge, going to insane lengths to settle the score (even if it puts his own life in danger).

Quintin the Unknown Evil (The Perfect Storm saga) - The Unknown Evil is the fifth-borne Eldritch that represents the concept of Evil and is the leader of the Wicked.

Madame Callaghan (The Omniscient Rule and The UnTitled Ventures sagas) - Madame Callaghan is the leader of C.Y.P.R.U.S who abuses her power and position, a result of her sanity degenerating on a horrific level.

Ian Graveheart (The Omniscient Rule saga) - The leader of the current chapter of the Occult, he is fully indoctrinated by the Occult's doctrine.

[yandere-fetish]

Yandere Chairman X Female Reader

Part One

warnings: cheating, mentions of death, family life

One day, you, a wealthy business woman, wake up with visions of the future.

Your husband left you for his childhood sweetheart, your son despises you for trying to split him and his lover up, your daughter was kidnapped and killed, and you were left to die, paralyzed, in some healthcare facility.

You're so scared that you decide to test your theory, just to feel better about your life.

You set traps for your husband.

You monitor your son's personal life.

You give your daughter bodyguards.

You continuously tell yourself that your dreams are just that; dreams. There's nothing to be afraid of, there's nothing to worry about because they're not true. You're not a fortune teller.

But it was all true.

Your husband was secretly meeting his childhood sweetheart while your son was deeply in love with the same woman from your nightmares. You were happy that your daughter hadn't been kidnapped, nor murdered. You were just in time.

And you were not going to make the same mistakes of the you in your dreams.

Of course, you want to give your twenty-three year old son a chance, but the moment you try to speak with him, he answers a call from his "friend" and refuses to acknowledge you. This happens several times until you've had enough of it. The two of you have a heated argument, to which he stomps away and your nineteen year old daughter is left with the task of calming you down.

Your heart hurts when you try to spend more time with your family, especially your husband, but he suddenly has a business trip coming up. He doesn't want to catch dinner because he's tired and is working early in the morning.

You can't help but think he's going to her.

But instead, you grow closer to your daughter, spending the entire week being pampered after feeling so down about the results of your life.

It isn't until a small dinner date with your daughter causes you to catch Yandere Chairman's eye.

Yandere Chairman had been dining with many of his peers when he happened to glance your way. Your radiant smile has him pause on his words while you gushed over the other woman you were sitting with.

Yandere Chairman assumes it's either your daughter or a sister since the two of you look so alike.

His demeanor completely changed after spotting the two of you enjoying each other's company. You both were such beautiful women that he couldn't take his eyes off of you two, especially you.

Yandere Chairman whispers to the waiter for the bill to your table and picks up the tab, his heart fluttering at the way you blush and thank the waiter. He finds your companion cute while searching for the mysterious and generous benefactor before giving up and calling it a night.

Yandere Chairman watches you leave with a look of longing in his eyes.

"Someone catch your eye?"

"Hm, *drinks his brandy*"

"The (H/C) women? ——, you should keep away. She's married."

*his eyes say elaborate*

"*laughs* That was Mrs. Kessler and her daughter, Cerise Kessler. They're the wife and daughter of Jonas Kessler, the one that runs the real estate designs.. ah, ah, Kessler Properties."

"The man who pitched the Ansel House?"

"Yes, that's him."

"What is someone like her doing with scum like him?"

"I think it was a business deal or something like that. Only one of the few families that still allows arranged marriage."

It was an especially lovely day when you had slapped the divorce papers on the table, as well as the photos taken of your soon-to-be ex-husband and his mistress getting frisky several different times. Your husband is appalled, but nonetheless denies divorce.

It isn't until you're able to cleanly give your husband what he wants (a certain property that ends up being infertile) before you're given your divorce.

Extremely happy after getting his signature and a divorce certificate after a quick and clean process with the lawyers, you’re off to have a few drinks, never looking back at the mistake you left behind.

What you didn’t see was the look of shock come across his face. Didn’t you say you were desperately in love with him at one time?

Before you knew it, you were celebrating your successful divorce alone at an elite sunroof bar.

It just so happens that Yandere Chairman had just finished a fruitful business deal with one of the top billionaires around for his own business. When he saw you sitting there at the bar all by yourself, he had to meet you. For some reason, he was drawn to you.

When Yandere Chairman takes a seat next to you and begins a conversation, he notices that instead of being sad or lonely like he originally thought you would be, you’re very bright with a smile on your lips and a gleam in your eyes. This only awakens a new want for you.

The both of you get to talking, even to the point of exchanging numbers. Yandere Chairman even goes out of his way to help you move out. He’s all ready heard about your divorce (first from his sources, then second from your mouth) so of course he’s going to help you move on! (Just wait until he gets you into his bed—)

Yandere Chairman goes to the extent of taking off his afternoon to help you decide what house would be perfect for you and your daughter, who he ends up confirming was the woman you were eating with that day.

Yandere Chairman even asks you to dinner to celebrate your achievements in such a short amount of time. He’s such a polite gentleman that he even allows you to invite your daughter.

The restaurant is as lavish as it can be when you meet him there. Your daughter is skeptical, knowing about the divorce and how her father treats her mother, she can’t help but want to be protective over you after another man has asked you out so soon. You’re her one and only mother, she couldn’t let you fend for yourself after willingly walking into a lion’s den.

When she meets Yandere Chairman, her mouth visibly drops. You have to pick it up for her as he helps the two of you settle in.

Yandere Chairman, on the other hand, can feel the intense stares coming from the table while conversing with you. It’s not until he opens the floor for her to begin her questions.

“Cerise, is there something on your mind?”

“Yes. *purses lips*”

“*smiles and takes a drink* Say it.”

“Why did you ask my mom out on a date when you knew she had just been divorced today?”

“Cerise! Don’t—“

“It’s okay, (Y/N). I can answer it. *turns to Cerise* I saw an opportunity and I took it.”

“So does that mean you can just toss her to the side whenever you want?”

“*silverware clatters* Cerise! Are you serious?”

“Mom, I don’t trust him! No matter how handsome or famous he is, for all we know, he could be waiting to take advantage of you like dad! I don’t want you to hurt again…”

“*swallows at her words, then smiles* Thank you for looking out for me, and while it’s very comforting, shouldn’t I be the one worrying about you getting hurt? Look at all the young men there are that barely have any brains, and even less when a hussy wraps them around their finger! Just take a look at your brother.”

*laughs*

“So stop worry about me and make your own mistakes okay? I appreciate you and love you so much, okay?”

“Okay, mom.”

“This. This is why, Cerise.”

*both turn to Yandere Chairman*

“What do you mean?”

“I’m all my years, I’ve never had someone in my life that cares so much for others, and whether it ends in marriage or a friendship.. I’ll still be satisfied as long as (Y/N) stays in my life for now.”

*smiles*

“And occasionally you too, Cerise—“

“Hey!”

“—if you’d like.”

After that dinner with Yandere Chairman, you both learned a lot about him.

His parents had been in an arranged marriage, and while his father kept mistresses outside, his mother suffered. He wanted to help you as much as he could to not become like his mother.

On many occasions after that, Yandere Chairman would be seen with you, and occasionally with your daughter as well.

Whether it was dinners, business parties, family gatherings, or charity events, Yandere Chairman had one or both of you by his side.

It was a small little family with smiles all around.

Yandere Chairman even plans a birthday getaway for you with your daughter.

The next thing you know, you’re getting in a plane with your daughter to an exotic island paradise. At first, it’s just you and your daughter exploring the town and marketplace, buying a few things here and there (your daughter refuses for you to buy anything and buys everything for you).

When you arrive to dinner, there’s candle lights with rose petals leading you to the table overlooking a beautiful sunset and beach. You’re breath is taken away.

Yandere Chairman gifts you a beautiful diamond necklace you’ve never seen before. Before you can deny his gift, he kisses the back of your hand — taking your breath away for a second time that night.

“You look so beautiful with the sunset behind you. Happy birthday, (Y/N).”

“*blushes* Thank you, ——.”

Your life with Yandere Chairman has only gotten better and better. Your daughter and him have a good father-daughter relationship, going so far as to your daughter asking to call him her “better dad”, to which you were strongly against until she had a shirt, buttons, office supplies, and anything else made with the logo on it for Father’s Day.

From then on, any Instagram post your daughter made with him had him dubbed as her “better dad” to the world. She had all ready blocked her real father and brother. She didn’t need scum like them in her life if her mother didn’t either.

Yandere Chairman couldn’t be anymore satisfied even though his relationship with you hasn’t been officially established to the public.

Yandere Chairman speaks with his staff about allowing you and your daughter to visit at anytime, and even claims the two of you as family when needed to give a reason (not that he needs to, he just wants to brag about you two). They all ready knew you two were special, but now it must be serious!

“Give them full access. Don’t let anyone not know who these two are. *points at a picture of you and your daughter.”

“Yessir. Is there anything else?”

“Don’t allow these two in or business to be done with them, no matter the circumstances.”

*leaves a photo of your ex-husband and your son*

He wasn't about to allow your ex to come back into the picture and ruin all his plans. You're his, and so is Cerise. He has a right to protect the two of you now that you two will no longer be a secret anymore.

Part two?

[gooberdotnet]

[stevyguts]

joke screenies for a non-existent cog boss dating sim (mlm)

[solobodor]

So, any dept. boss headcanons?

Late but unfortunately havn't given them much attention so far ... i do really wanna see more of the dynamic between Allan and his son .. ill see how that goes (im not very familiar with cathal, only fought them once)

However ... Craig .. buddy, i can give you 2 cogbucks for you to run over the chairman ... I KNOW YOU CAN AND WANT to DO IT he is literally smaller than AUTO ????

first time i draw both craig and robert

[effiesketch]

Commission for @holliehives ❄️

[backuparguelles]

My request is complete! Thanks for the commission @cheesytrishy/@cheesysocsandart! I guess he’s tired of controlling the Ghostfriends, kinda. Bonus on how she made it via speedpaint!

[residentialsinyomakai]

While I'm still drafting a McKraken yappost (tangent. Incoherent as usual/pos lol) here's some doodle stuff!

I've been into Dandy's world recently augshedi3od....I love you Shrimpo

The left one is an oc of mine!! Lachlan :) hr has a last name but I forgot. I'll get that to you later. Anyways, fake poster thing! (Bubble wand is representative of a friend of mine's oc ily Bubble <33)

Time to drain the color from the rest of them. Oops all doodles!/ref

Cap'n'Crash! About time I drew him—for as little as I talk about him anymore, he's one'a my favorites! ＼(^u^)／ yokai watch boss proportions are so goofy lol

Babblong in an outfit suggested to me by my cool friend ohmahgah....I love drawing babblong in pretty fits :)

Squisker design I like by @jinmenkennel !!! I don't believe they're very active anymore, but still absolutely go check Spoon's art out....it's so cool frfr

Hino and Jaws but Hinozall has Not Been Feeling It lately. Ignore the quality on this one I got lazy wahaha!

McKraken my favorite imbecile. Maybe one day I'll draw you consistently....anyways no idea what the context is for either of these! Just '>:(' and '>:)' vaguely lol

Various yokai doodles, including Menace! My guy <33 some hc stuff in here ykyk. Btw obligatory I do Not Support Micchī's actions, but he is fun to draw...sighs in regrettable fixation before I found out he was weird.

sona stuff! The...abomination in the first picture is an unfinished half of a thing i might do lol

Babblong and Komasan with some ice cream! I LOVE BABBLONG!!!!! I am his #1 FAN:)

My friend @suppai-limes 's oc Sick-Kun! Been a while since I've drawn him....he's the greatest I'm gonna throw him into a tar pit

Also mini-comic ft. My sona and his goofy ahh

He's so stupid I love him

Next one's going under the cut because kinda ink vomit stuff? Not really too visible but just in case lol

Kinda ventish,but also not really? Just kinda a little sona doodle thing concerning an old habit sheiod9e I like how the pose came out!! :)

Dandy's world oc....My third one actually. I love u Cephno. They teach kids things like how to treat minor injuries, and when to get a parent's/911's assistance on something!

Yeayuh tho! Hope you liked :) I have a lot more dandys world stuff I haven't posted anywhere just bc it consumed me for a month or so lol....maybe I'll make a post on it cause I DO WHAT I WANT!!! love you, bye bye! <3 ^u^

[demonogeny]

Toon kisser

Oh what if Robert got really infatuated with a Toon? I made a little mouse toon, her name is Thistle Pennyroyal and she's a cutie, he doesn't deserve her. Can she fix him? or break him?

Songs most listened to: I always knew you'd be the death of me by Artemas & Dirty little secret by Artemas

[jackie-gremlin-ghost]

Also here’s the drawings of @candyheartedchy’s TGAMM self-insert I drew for the edit I made for her birthday earlier today.

[imagionary]

Here are some cogtobers that I haven't posted onto Tumblr yet!

Cogtober prompts under cut:

These are days 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, and 14 (13 will be posted in a separate post)

[seaslugfanclub]

Hiya Neptune! l'm so glad your asks are open.

I'd like to ask, do you have other F/O's aside from Hans and Honest John? Because they're the only two I actively see most of the time on your blog.

♡ ~ ∠(ᐛ 」 ∠)＿

I have HUGE lore between Laventon and my self insert, like a couple google docs worth of story ._.’

[juminies]

in order to get to the heart

marriage of convenience, on occasion, is not so convenient.

♡ — jumin x original female character. small amounts of canon compliant jumin x reader, but mostly canon divergent (jumin is unhappily married prior to the start of the game). 1600 words. title from heartlines by florence + the machine.

They just say anything to each other these days.

“This façade drains me beyond comprehension,” Jumin confesses the minute he walks through the door. His fingers loop into the knot of his tie and pull it looser around his neck.

“So you say,” murmured half into a cushion tucked up to a woman’s chest as she types on her phone. “It’s not for our benefit though, is it?”

On some level, this is always how it was going to be for Jumin, he thinks. In a marriage stripped to its fragile bones. A sacrificial lamb for the sake of the corporation, for mutual social and financial gain.

He leans down to untie his shoes.

It would be untrue to say there weren’t veiled attempts, in the beginning, to love. When that didn’t work there were attempts to like. None successful, of course. Lately it’s becoming more difficult to believe this arrangement is better than any alternative. Between the two of them there is a lot of nothing.

The woman remains quiet—focused—but nods easily against the woven fabric she’s leaning into when Jumin asks, “Do you not get tired of coming home from work to find me occupying your space?”

He knows that in public they look good together. He knows that their careers slot together effortlessly. Despite what the media may suggest, however, they are human. Jumin included. The way he feels nothing for her does not match the way she feels nothing for him. The way she yells that he is robotic does not match the way he stoically calls her irresponsible.

They do not sleep together, or eat together, or do any of the romantic things Jumin wishes he hadn’t let himself privately indulge in the idea of. And it’s not that she’s not nice—she’s intelligent and beautiful and kind, when it suits her. Perfect on paper until she wasn’t. When she laughs with her chest Jumin can almost imagine a world where she smiles at him like she does others and it makes his heart weak. Part of him wishes, truly, that that was the case. In reality it feels like nothing.

It could be worse, he tells himself—repeats it like a mantra.

Concealed beneath it is fear. You could be like him. You could repeat his mistakes.

She throws her phone haphazardly onto the sofa beside her and looks up to where Jumin is standing in the doorway. He’s mostly backlit from the light in the hall, the lamp beside his wife barely grazing his features but lighting up hers in all the wrong ways. The orange glow casts unpleasant shadows over places she’s usually pretty. He should have the bulb changed to something less harsh.

“Not much we can do if you don’t want the press to kick up a huge fuss, sweetie,” she says.

The pet names are a jest he has learned to tune out.

“Will they not make a fuss over our divorce in three years’ time nonetheless?” Jumin asks. It’s hypothetical, of course. They will.

“Maybe we’ll have grown on each other by then.” Her tone is disinterested; feels almost mocking. Her phone chimes to let her know her driver is outside. “I’m going out. Shall I take my card or yours?”

“It makes little difference to me.” Jumin looks at his watch. It’s almost 10pm but he doesn’t ask where she’s going. A bar, perhaps.

“Could you adjust my necklace?”

She holds her hair up messily, and he does.

“Let me know if you need anything,” he tells her, then briefly wonders if she’ll meet someone tonight and sleep with them. He pictures her naked beneath a stranger. It feels like nothing.

She takes her own card and squeezes his bicep softly as she walks by him on the way out. She shuts the door more forcefully than is ever really necessary.

At some point Jumin suggests she move out of their—his—apartment and into the one directly below; just recently made vacant. He probably would have suggested it earlier had the apartment been available earlier, but their district of Seoul tends to be under high demand.

“I thought we agreed it was a bad idea to live separately,” she says. It’s a statement, not a question. They had done exactly that.

Jumin hums, tired. Tired from his trip and tired from trying and at some point, it seems, he has lost an indistinguishable part of himself to her for good.

“We did. Although I would say that that was long enough ago now for us both to have become quite aware that we do not do particularly well sharing the same space for considerable periods of time.”

“You’re gone a lot anyway. The place is big enough for us to avoid each other if needed, and I like it here.”

She exhales sharply; amused.

Jumin has no idea why until she adds, “More so when you’re not around, to be fair.” And that explains it, just about.

“Stay here when I am travelling if you must,” he tells her. Somewhere along the way his suggestion has morphed into more of an instruction.

“Fine. Don’t tell your father, though. Or mine.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it.”

They buy it outright in her name, the cost split fifty-fifty. Jumin tells her to keep it all when she sells it later. She tells him she won’t.

They argue tonight, as usual, about who will be chauffeuring them to a company gala. They had agreed that Jumin’s driver would take them only for her to assert for the hundredth time at the last minute that she doesn’t trust him, though she has not legitimately spoken to him more than once and he has been working for Jumin’s family longer than she has been alive.

It’ll cause a stir if the two of them show up separately so they end up in her car, as usual. Jumin apologises to Driver Kim via text for requesting him when he wasn’t needed on the way there, and they arrive late.

The venue reminds Jumin of the last RFA party. His wife had not attended despite her invitation, so it is not proper grounds for conversation. However, when they are out like this they are a happy couple like the legal drabble says, so he says it anyway—if just to appear interested in her.

“I’m sure this is nicer than your friends’ charity get togethers,” she replies lightheartedly, and they are called over by her father before Jumin can retaliate.

The façade stays firm for the remainder of the event. Jumin can easily distinguish her fake laugh from her real one, and he can tell when she forgets who he is for a moment and touches him a little more tenderly than either of them really mean.

They are silent on the drive home. They are silent in the elevator, until it stops one floor below Jumin’s penthouse. “Goodnight,” he says. “Sleep well.”

“You don’t have to say that, you know,” she counters, and smiles softly as the doors slide shut between them. “Not when it’s just me.”

Elizabeth the 3rd is snoring softly when he unlocks his door, and it is the only sound he can hear. He basks in the bliss of having nobody around when he is already so mentally exhausted, and takes out his phone to see it’s just after midnight and Yoosung has opened a chat room.

He enters it, multitasking as he changes his clothes and brushes his teeth. His cat patters into the room and jumps up beside him when he perches on the edge of his bed. She smells frustratingly like perfume and something oddly like guilt threatens Jumin with a dull blade.

Wait!! says Luciel. Think someone entered the chat room.

Jumin checks. There is a name on his screen he doesn’t recognise.

Odd.

Who are you? Identify yourself.

“Jumin. It’s me,” your voice is soft and bubbly; maybe a little nervous but still pleasant on his ears. An intriguing introduction. He almost finds himself chuckling.

Jumin moves the phone from his ear and glances down at your name again, just to be certain he’s not imagining things, then focuses in on the plainness of the wall in front of him.

“I hope you realise blurting out ‘It’s me’ is not a proper way to identify yourself to the person on the other end of the line.”

He had hesitated briefly before telling you he is married. Now he has known you for five days and whatever he’s feeling is somehow, ridiculously, already far greater than any emotion he has ever felt towards his wife.

He invites her out for dinner at their usual restaurant the following evening, and she tells him if he has something to discuss with her she would rather keep it simple. As an alternative he invites her to the penthouse and opens a bottle of wine he knows she likes. When she arrives her hair is tied up experimentally and she is wearing a new shade of lipstick. She surprises him when she actually accepts his offer to pour her a glass.

“I am going to talk with my father,” Jumin says, and she knows what he means. It’s only later that he will find out she had already brought it up with hers. “For what it’s worth, however, I apologise that it ended up like this.”

“Me too,” she agrees. Jumin notices the light catch a glassiness in her eyes as she continues, “If I could have loved you, I would have.”

She stays for a few hours and it is the most sincere time they have spent together in three years.

That night, Zen has a dream.

[alexburnssas]

Professor Magnolia about the Wishing Stars: This is a very powerful artifact. You’d be messing with some forces we don’t fully understand.

Chairman Rose: That sounds like a dare to me.

Professor Magnolia: Oh my gods.

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-In Spikemuth-

Piers: Where’s Challenger Alex?

Team Yell Member: Around.

Piers: Around? You don’t have any idea, do you?

Alex, dropping down from above: Did you know there’s a space above the ceiling?

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Oleana: You make trouble just like your brother.

Hop: I like to think I make trouble in a way that’s entirely my own.

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Bede: Would you call me selfish?

Alex: No, not to your face.

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Bede: When I first met you, I thought you were annoying.

Hop:...And?

Bede: And you are.

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Hop: I don’t know how you two do that.

Marnie: Do what?

Hop: Make everything sound like a threat. That man looked like he was about to piss himself, and all you both did was ask him to step aside so that we could get past. Even when I actively try to sound threatening, no one takes me seriously.

Piers: That’s because you look and sound like the personification of a warm hug.

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Alex to a random Citizen: Just because I broke into your house doesn't mean I'm gonna take something, maybe I just wanna look around, damn.

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Raihan, googling: How To Validate A Child’s Work Without Swearing and Saying “Lil Dude That’s Fuckin Sick”

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Sonia: This date is boring.

Leon: This isn't a date. I told you I was going to the store.

Sonia: Then why did you invite me?

Leon: I didn't. I specifically said "do not come with me" and you said "don't tell me what to do" and followed me here.

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Alex in the Wild Area trying to catch a level 51 pokemon at level 20 : I am beginning to think we made a mistake.

Scorebunny: What gave it away? The sheer size of the bastard or my bite wounds?

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Sonia: I'm glad most of my issues were with Oleana so that our conversations can pass the Bechdel Test

Nessa: Sonia you have 42 mental illnessess

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Raihan in a Gym Leader meeting: if you’re happy and you know it, clap your hands!

silence

Raihan: Man, y’all depressed as fuck.

Bea: You didn’t clap either.

Raihan: Shut up.

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Alistair: Be nice Alex.

Alex: Why start now?

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Hop, about Leon: He'll be fine, he's the Champion!

Piers: Mate, that's just what he's called, it doesn't mean he actually knows what he's doing.

[lively-potter]

— nepenthe ; part five

— genre ; age gap, angst, fluff, smut, sheltered oc, ceo jungkook, mafia/gang vibes ( kinda/sorta )

— warnings ; please note that in the beginning, the oc is in an abusive home — and if this triggers you please do not read. the oc is of age but nothing smutty will be happening for a while — but there WILL be smut. A small bit of SA is in part two and if it tiggers you, don’t read.

— intro, part one, part two, part three, part four

— 2024 © LivelyPotter all rights reserved

— find me on Wattpad ; LivelyPotter

— taglist ; @ahgasegotarmy116 @jk97bam

— word count ; 1.2k

SOLARIS January 22nd, 2024 Charleston, SC

Theo entertained my questions as he drove me home in a cool sleek black car.

Beside him, in the passenger seat, I droned on and on about nothing in particular – but after not being able to talk to anyone but myself or Father for so long, I doubt I'd ever get tired of chatting.

"Y'know, Mister Theo–"

Theo raised a brow and flicked his eyes to mine, "I thought we talked about this whole 'Mister' thing." I was thankfully able to understand him better now that I had spent time with him.

I sheepishly giggled, "Ah, sorry! I...I'm just trying to be on my best behavior so Chairman Jeon doesn't find any faults in me and make me disappear." I chirped back, tugging at the split ends of my hair.

Theo's foot pressed gently on the break and turned his attention to me after stopping at a stop light. His lips twitched and beheld me in the highest amusement. I blinked back owlishly.

Suddenly, Theo threw back his head and laughed, silky-looking curls smushing against the headrest.

"Ah, dannare!" he chortled, clapping his palms together in mirth, I hesitantly eyed him before nervously joining in on his laughter so I wouldn't feel left out.

Theo calmed his laughter, but amusement still flickered within his hazel eyes. "He will not hurt you, tesoro. There is much more to him than others think." he divulged to me, continuing driving.

I excitedly nodded, "Seems so, Mister Theo! He looks really scary but he has really pretty eyes and pretty jewelry. He even doctored my knees for me," I turned my knees towards him so he could see the pink band-aids on my knees. "Could that mean we're friends now and he won't have me killed?'

Theo's lips twitched, eyes still on the road, "He would love to hear that, little tesoro. I promise you, Gguk has no plans of harming a hair on your head – and I'm sure he would be honored to be your friend."

A delighted squeak left my lips, "How wonderful! I like having friends! We're friends too, right Mister Theo?"

I pointed to the road I lived on and waited for Theo's answer as he started to drive down my street.

"Of course, little tesoro."

I grinned happily and felt my heart beat quickly in happiness. This night turned out much different than I had expected, but I wasn't complaining. I had made not one, but two friends. My first friends ever.

It was an amazing feeling.

"Oh! There's my house!" I chimed in, pointing to a small, run-down-looking three-bedroom house.

The teal paint had begun chipping away, and the yellow door had some stains, but it was where I had grown up. Mama liked the teal paint on the house and the yellow door – she had painted it herself, and I was sad to see it washing away as the years passed.

Theo's brows drew together when he looked at my house.

Lips thinning, he watched me unbuckle my seatbelt and prepare to exit the car, bag in hand.

"There is one thing I need to discuss with you, tesoro," he said, stopping me from leaving the car.

My head cutely cocked to the side, "Yes, Mister Theo?"

Theo cocked his head to the side and watched me carefully. My shoe gently tapped against the floorboard, slightly impatient, not in a bad way – but it was only a matter of time before Father would come home...and if he saw me getting out of Mister Theo's car...

I shivered at the beating I would get for that.

"Yeah, Mis–I mean Theo?" I corrected myself, flushing at my near miss. Again.

Theo snickered lightly and gave me a quick pat on the head. I leaned happily into the gentle touch, not used to other people treating me so nicely. I reveled in it and hoped it would happen again.

Theo smiled softly and turned his upper body around to face me. "I would like for you to come back to Ataraxia tomorrow if you could."

My brows furrowed when he watched me closely.

"Why?" my bottom lip pooched out as I thought.

Theo chuckled and gently touched my tender head. "My wife used to be a nurse...and we – the Chairman and I – would like for her to check over you to make sure you're not injured further."

My heart fluttered happily.

They cared! Since they cared...that means they really are my friends, right? Friends care about one another! Oh, how exciting this was! Life was turning around! Thank you, dear lord! I silently prayed but a thought came to mind and had me balking.

Would Mister Theo's wife ask where my bruises come from? And what would I tell them? I don't like to lie. I've never been good at it.

My teeth came down to nibble on my bottom lip.

Friends don't lie to each other. But I couldn't tell them the truth about Father. If he found out...he would be really...really mad and I could never see my new friends again.

But maybe I could hide my arms! Right? That would work! And I could see Chairman Jeon again!

I would love to see him again! Since he wasn't so scary now that I had spoken with him. And Theo said he was my friend now. And friends wouldn't kill one another.

Theo's eyes slightly widened at my worried, downtrodden frame.

"It is alright, little tesoro. Arilie will only check your head, plus I would like to learn more about my new friend," he assured me, hazel eyes staring deeply into my sapphire-colored ones, smiling when I perked up.

"...okay." I nodded, a little grin coming on my face. "It may be late when I come...if that's okay. I have chores to do." I told him, fisting my crocheted bag in my hand to resist the urge to squeal happily.

I would see the man with the pretty, sparkling eyes soon!

Oh, Mama! Isn't this wonderful!?

Theo clapped his hands happily and sent me a wide smile – bright white teeth gleaming and contrasting beautifully against his skin tone.

"Great! I will see you tomorrow, little Tesoro! Sleep well."

I opened the door and hopped out, giggling happily.

"I will, Theo! Thank you!" I held onto my bag with both hands and peeked into his eyes. "I hope you sleep well to! Drive safe." I waved goodbye with both hands before turning to scamper inside the house.

I closed the door behind me and fell against it.

"Wow," I murmured to myself, wondering how so much had happened in the span of mere hours.

I made two friends, went outside for the first time in years, met Chairman Jeon and looked into his pretty eyes, and got to ride in a cool car.

This was a dream come true!

A tear of joy dripped down my cheek, the overwhelming feeling of euphoria washing through my body as I slid down to the floor, sniffing.

I was so excited for tomorrow!

I just had to think of a way to sneak out without Father noticing my absence.

author's note ; ✨

Ahhhhh! It's almost time for interactions with Solaris and Chairman Jeon! I'm so freaking excited! As always, thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoyed the chapter! ❤️✨

Thanks so much for reading!

[social-muffin]

I shall try to post about the committee a little before creating their notion pages!

Of course, the first Committee Subordinate I must introduce is!!

Okamoto Sana!

Here is a picrew of my guy! I can't find pompadour picrews for the life for me, so they must all exist with their hair down for now! 😭

Sana is the person who had the chairman position before Kyoya took over!

There is a story here, naturally. Sana has known Kyoya ever since Kyoya was a 12 year old brat. Because of course, Kyoya trespassed into Nami Middle, what with the school's energy being so irresistible to him! And of course, Sana had to go grab and lecture the trespasser. Every. Single. Time.

They eventually became acquainted because Kyoya just wouldn't stop breaking in to hang out and be a nuisance. Which ended up being lucky as he saved Sana's life one day!

Since that day, Sana has been teaching Kyoya how to be a proper chairman and leader! Even though Sana's turned 19 recently and long since finished high school, he still comes by the middle school frequently to make sure Kyoya is staying on top of things and to give his cute little Kohai advice!

Aside from still being in the Committee, Sana is also the leader of Namimori's biggest gang! But even that isn't keeping him busy enough. He works as a pharmacist during the day and often frequents Namimori's clubs and bars on the weekends!

Sana is a kind friend and ally, but don't make an enemy of him. He can be incredibly sadistic. He finds great joy in bringing unending agony upon his enemies! His weapon of choice is a variety of toxins he delivers via many differnet methods!

From sprays, to needles, to knives, even syringes!