#oh my little 03 thoughts we’re really in it now

[wingsofescape]

I jokingly posted on Twitter that I could write an entire essay about how the Barry the Chopper episode fundamentally changes Ed’s relationship to intimacy and thus Winry… little did I know people would want the essay so guess who’s outlining now

Let me know if you want the essay on tumblr too I guess?

[777heavengirl]

Bless the Telephone ; ##03

James Potter x f!muggle!reader

word count: 1,858

warnings: technically a kiss that is not... desired or consented to? but its quick

a/n: my exams tmr!! i’m shitting bricks lord- also final chapter of bags tmr as well 🤧

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You quietly decided to keep your phone on your night table, the cord was a little over-extended from the opposite wall and you were slightly afraid that if you tripped on it the phone would fall to the floor— but it was easier this way; you decided, when James called the next day.

“Hello?” you groaned into the phone, cutting off the loud ringing as fast as you could

“Were you sleeping?”

“Potter?”

“Who else would be calling your phone?”

“Other people also call me- what time is it?”

“Like eleven thirty, didn’t know you were an early sleeper doll”

“Eleven thirty isn't early idiot-” you groaned as you tried rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. “Didn’t think I was going to hear from you anymore”

“Why is that? I obviously gotta call my best girl”

“You don’t even know me”

“Yes, I do— why did you think I wouldn’t call though? I told you I wanted to be friends you silly girl”

“You said you wanted to be friends— But you hung up yesterday,” you held the phone to your ear, the side of your face still pressed against your pillow. “Rather suddenly too”

“Ah, I’m sorry- you know I’m a little funky with phones-” You could almost hear the hesitation in his voice

“D’you mean hopeless?”

“Oh hush-”

“I don’t believe you by the way- but I’ll let it slide” You sighed, stretching your body a bit

A beat of silence stilled over the two of you.

“Thanks…” you hummed in response “What are you up to?” James said, a smile evident on his words

“I was sleeping Potter, do you know what that means?”

“I have a clue yeah- why are you sleeping so early though?”

“Eleven thirty at night is not early, but I’m meeting someone for breakfast tomorrow- I wanted to be well rested”

“Ohhh you’re meeting someone, is it a boyfriend?” you rolled your eyes

“I don’t think he’d describe us that way” He really wouldn’t, not even close

“Do you wish he would?” the anxiety at the pit of your stomach quickening your heartbeat. 

“Goodnight James” you mumbled, eyes wide open now, you could feel the blood pumping as you lifted to rest on your elbows. 

He didn’t hesitate, seemingly understanding “Goodnight love” 

You hung up.

- 

You guessed you shouldn’t be surprised. You had sat at the small coffee place for an hour and a half yet— not a trace of him. 

You threaded your arms into your coat, grabbing your purse quickly. You felt as if you were running away from embarrassment itself as you crossed the street hurriedly. You caught the sight of the bright red of a pay phone from the corner of your eye, not far from where you stood.

You felt stupid, you decided, as you pulled out the little phone book that you kept in your bag. You had written James’s number in it that morning, you didn’t know why. Stupid stupid stupid.

You sorted through the contents of your purse looking for change to put into the damn box, marking the number soon after. 

The phone rang. Rang. Rang.

Someone picked up 

“Oi-“ didn’t sound like James

“Is James Potter there?”

“Ohhh is this who I think it is?” the voice snickered

“Who’s this?”

“Sirius- James’s more handsome friend,” Sirius said matter-o-factly, you rolled your eyes

“Is James there? You know what-” You looked around, suddenly too aware that he could be just around the corner. 

You didn’t wanna see him. 

“nevermind- I’ll call back later”

“Hello?” a familiar voice broke through 

“James?” you bit your lip, relief flooding through you. you didn’t know why you felt this way

“Yeah, doll- what’s up? I thought you were supposed to be out with your not boyfriend”

“Yeah… I guess he had better things to do this morning” he made a noise of indignation, you felt so stupid “probably with another not girlfriend if we’re honest”

“oh love I’m sorry-“  

“no no, it’s fine really… I really… need to get it through my skull that he’s not particularly interested… it’s not the first time- sorry I called”

“Why would you be sorry?”

“I just didn’t know what else to do”

“that’s what friends are for you know… and we are”

“Thanks, Potter”

“You really won’t let that go huh”

“Nope,” you said, popping the ‘p’ “Sorry Potter” James laughed, his snickers pulled at the corners of your lips

“Are you spending the rest of the day at home then?”

“Probably— but I’ll call you in a bit yeah? I’d rather leave now, I didn’t think it through before I called” You covered your face with your hand as a group of people passed by. “Im still in the middle of the street”

“How are you calling then?” He sounded genuinely confused

“a pay phone?”

“o-oh… right, call me back when you get home then… or I’ll spam call you again”

“alright alright-“ you both laughed, light and airy. breathless “Thank you, James”

You hung up the call, still gripping the handle of the phone with white knuckles as you exhaled. 

You needed to get out of there.

You could feel your heartbeat in your ears as you ran down to the tube’s station, you could feel the adrenaline of excitement in your veins as you passed the various stops towards your flat.

“Hey,” You said, catching your breath as you entered, your roommate mumbled a vague hello from her desk as she hunched over her architecture assignment. 

“By the way the phone’s been ringing off it’s bloody base for a while now- I dont know what sort of call center you got going on in there,” she said, looking up from her sketchbook. 

You laughed as you took your coat and scarf off.

The phone rang again

“I’m serious if you’re running some sort of telephone scam I want a cut-”

“I’ll let you know if it pans out” you said with a laugh, crossing the distance between the door and your room. You closed the door quickly behind you, launching yourself to grab the phone

“I thought I was going to call you Potter, my roommate thinks I’m running a telephone scam”

“Who’s Potter?” He said. It wasn’t James, obviously, his voice starkly different. A spark missing in it. 

“Oh-”

“You sound like you were expecting someone else?” 

“N-no it's no one- why are you calling?”

“Why aren’t you here? I just got here” he said, almost in indignation. you glanced at the clock

“It’s been two bloody hours, I went home—” 

“Oh-”

“Yeah… oh”

“I’m sorry sweets, I had things to take care of… I’m sure you can understand that come on”

“And you just thought I’d wait?”

“I thought maybe you’d cut me some slack- you should come… I don’t know maybe I misread you”

You swallowed thickly.

“I don’t know… I just got back”

“How about I go over there then hm” he just wants to get in my pants… you could practically hear your own thoughts… your ears rang

“My roommate’s home-”

“And?” 

You sighed, you felt so stupid.  

“Come on- I'm sure she won’t mind”

“I can ask her…”

“Wicked, I’m on my way yeah?” He hung up before you could refute.

You groaned into your hands, you didn’t know what you wanted anymore. You wondered if you ever did.

You didn’t think you wanted him anymore… you thought of James briefly.

You popped your head out your door

“Would you mind it if someone came over…”

“As long as it’s not that poor excuse of a man then sure I don’t mind-” She said looking over her shoulder casually. “It’s the rat, isn't it? god you never learn”

“He stood me up today Char- I don't know what to do anymore…” you screamed into your hand, you tried swallowing the knot in your throat “He just called asking where I was- I waited for him for over an hour… he basically invited himself over”

“Is that who’s been blowing up your phone the past week?”

“No… that's…” you looked away, “no one,” you needed to call James back

“Why so cagey” she wiggled her eyebrows, “Is it another suitor? Do I know him? Have you guys gone out yet? Why is he calling you every day?”

“Jesus slow down Charlotte- god…” you sighed, leaning against the door frame “It’s just a friend”

She narrowed her eyes, staring at your face

“Good god- you like this friend”

“Charlotte no! I just met him,”

“And?”

“We haven’t even met… properly” 

“But you’ve spent hours on the phone the past couple of days it's him right? you’re paying the difference in the phone bill by the way” she said, you rolled your eyes with a nod

“Maybe- but it doesn’t mean anything okay? It can’t, we are just… becoming friends”

As Charlotte smirked, ready to tease you further there was a knock at the door— she groaned

“I can’t believe you’re letting that disgusting pile of shit in here- Again”

You agreed with her. You did. You couldn’t believe the situation, not how you bent over so easily nor his audacity. You didn’t say anything, you couldn't bear to meet her eyes as you went to answer with a huff.

“Hey, sweets-” You barely opened the door before he pushed his way through. “Ah- Lottie how are you?”

“Detrimental now that you’re here, how about you go terrorize some bar instead of terrorizing my home and my roommate hm?” She bit

He just smirked

“We both know you’re the only one day drinking here- besides I don't hear y/n complaining.”

You knew Charlotte expected you to refute. You stared out the window, you could feel his hand wrap around yours and your roommate sigh. 

You were slowly dragged to your room.

You could hear the TV turn on soon after your door closed. Charlotte turned the volume up to the max again. But you knew this time, there was no humor behind it.

Joshua was not a peculiar man. He was quite bland, a common brand of man you avoided your whole life, too cocky and full of himself, too sure that you along with everyone else wanted him, too much money and not enough responsibilities. He was despicable for all intents and purposes. Never committed, never made good on his word, and never answered the phone unless it served him. But somehow… you found yourself in his web, like a mouse trapped in a glue trap. 

You thought of James again, briefly, fleeting, as Josh pressed his lips against yours. You wondered if James was waiting for your call if he even cared if you called back… 

The phone rang. Loudly, annoyingly. A saving grace. 

You rushed to answer it, James’s voice coming through the other end

“Did you forget to call back or what?” You sighed in relief, a smile instinctively spreading across your lips. 

“Hey-” you sat on your bed, “something like that…” you turned to Josh, as he stared at you dumbly. This is going to be a while- you mouthed. 

He left with a huff. 

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permanent tag ; @laufeysvalentine @heyyyloverr

[imagionationstation]

I know you said you hadn’t watched much of the ‘03 series, but do you know about the SAINW arc? I imagine most people in fandom have regardless of their preferred era at this point lol.

If so, what are your thoughts on a ‘12 Donnie SAINW arc and how would he react when he got home?

YOU- gave this Ask to me forever ago.

I WROTE SOMETHING FOR IT. IT WAS REALLY LONG.

And Tumblr deleted it. I was a very angry human.

And when I get upset I ignore things until I get better. So I ignored your Ask until I forgot. But!! The recent shorts that I’ve been working on reminded me of this and so now I’m back to procrastinate them.

…I mean to fulfill my duties :)

(WHAT DOES TUMBLR HAVE AGAINST MY RANTS-)

Ahemmmm

I have as of this moment seen all of the ‘03 series! One binge to satisfy all my curiosities. But do not question me on things!!

I was very confused. A lot. During the series.

This binge was a long while ago. It happened, but the ‘03 boys didn’t really stick to me. I was all for Donny until the Nano episode where he tried to commit murder and I just couldn’t come back from that. /jk

*sniffles* Nano was just a little guy….

Anyhow~

Yes! I have seen the SAINW arc and I have many thoughts about one for the 2012 bois and how it would all work.

As I do not have time to explain everything, we’re going to do a summary with additional Wattpad screenshots for emphasis.

NOW THEN

The first question would need to be how does Donnie end up in another dimension/timeline?

Kraang. It’s always the KRAANG

Them and their dimensional abilities always getting in the way.

Donnie finds a mysterious device and takes it despite everyone telling him not to play with shiny things. Then he ends up having a very dramatic argument with his family. He locks himself in his lab, plays with the device in a heat of fury, and accidentally turns it on!

It explodes with light and knocks him unconscious.

And when he wakes up, he’s alone!

He’s alone and the lair’s been ransacked! He takes it well.

Well, since there’s no one in the lair- guess he’s going on a trip to find them! Only he leaves the sewers, and the surface is not much better. Crumbling buildings, demolished cars, no humans- is that a crystal tree- AND WHAT HORRIFIC CREATURE IS THAT-

He does not like the new decor. Or the Kraang army that spots him.

But he’s saved! By Mikey! Only he’s- um.

Not very happy to see him.

Mikey tries to leave. Donnie takes that well too.

But then it turns out Donnie’s a- teen?? And they’re quadruplets. Even Mikey knows that he shouldn’t be a child anymore. So Donnie tells him what happened! Mikey’s tune changes drastically at the news. Mostly because he’s helping protect the resistance and he can’t in good conscious abandon a scared kid on the streets.

So Mikey has no choice but to bring this needy child home with him to present to the resistance head of security!

Like everything else, that goes so well.

But Leo does not chop off his head, so it’s going better than anyone expected. Explanations are given, confusion is expressed by all parties, April appears somewhere in there and announces that Donnie is not a pathological liar, and Donnie wants his Raphie :(

So they send someone out to find him.

Yay! Raphie!

Oh no! They’re playing an intense round of “who can stab who first”!!

Turns out a Kraang-pocalypse is not good for family bonding. And this is basically how every interaction between them goes. With the current track record, you think Donnie wouldn’t be surprised, but he is. He reveals himself to prevent a blind man’s death.

And considering this is Raph, he’s ready for the worst.

Plot twist!! Raph is a weak pathetic softie so no one dies

Who would have guessed.

But yay! Group’s back together!

Things can only get better, right?

Right???

Well shoot. His brothers aren’t actually all that helpful.

So it all falls to Donnie to figure this out on his own.

And he does it without dwelling on the trauma around him as he tries to help the rebellion and without sinking into a depression about his uselessness, and definitely gets a solid amount of sleep every night without working relentlessly to fix literally everything.

And his brothers totally appreciate it. And don’t argue about literally everything and anything every time they’re in a room together.

And that stuff that never happens doesn’t weight heavily on him at all. Not in the slightest. He handles their blame games with maturity.

So anyway they get tired of his drama and emotional manipulation (oooooo, he’s just a baby! We’re mad at an innocent baby!!) and decide to help him (there are hugs, yes) do what he needs to do.

And we ALL know how that episode ends.

But Donnie manages to stay alive! And he goes home!!

The lair is intact but empty! And he reacts like anyone else would!

Only he didn’t bother to actually check anywhere and it turns out that Splinter was vibing in the dojo and heard his mental breakdown.

Embarrassing~

And the 1st story would end there.

The SECOND story (unwritten) would begin with Donnie now drinking tea. He’s comprehending that Splinter’s still alive- did I mention he was dead? Wait, it’s in a screenshot- and listening to him on the cheesephone, trying to convince himself that his brothers are simply out searching from him, just like they did when he went missing that fateful day in the alternate dimension.

Donnie can barely contain the urge to bolt and check.

The brothers come back, try to scold him for disappearing, but he’s too focused on how normal they look to care about how petty they’re being. Mikey, the only one who seems to notice that he’s one wrong word away from bawling, asks him what’s wrong.

That is, in fact, three very wrong words.

So now they have to deal with a blubbering brother who won’t stop apologizing without specifying why, whimpering about how they still have eyes and limbs (???), and practically has a heart attack when an uncomfy Raph tries to excuse himself from the situation.

And then they getting a closer look and- hold up- did he always have those scars? And bruises? And he was not that thin yesterday, was he? Jeez, why did he look like he hadn’t slept in days?

All good questions that their very unsound of mind brother can’t answer between pathetic sobs and desperate keens.

Needless to say, he has some serious separation anxiety for a long while. He keeps double-checking his reality, touching Mikey’s arm and looking for Kraang bots, and mentioning people that they’ve never heard of (who the heck is Mondo?). Not to mention how weird he is about the lair’s security and food rationing now.

Also there’s an impending invasion so he begins working nonstop, insisting that he can’t stop because he knows what happens when he’s not around to do what needs to be done, and then panicking when his brothers try to argue with him. (There’s a possible future where his brothers think the worst of him. Could they think that here? Could they be thinking it now? Do they hate him?)

Nothing he does feels right. Everything that happens seems wrong.

It takes a solid few chapters for him to learn to cope with this. The invasion doesn’t take place over the course of the story. It would probably be more of an epilogue (?) or OneShot (?).

So anyway. He probably has plenty of similar attributes, fears, and paranoias as 2003Donnie (at least in fanfiction).

Kinda wish I finished this. Ah, well.

[darlingvernon]

you've got mail! | 03.

Author: darlingvernon (prev nonrevblr)

Pairing: Chwe Hansol x Fem Reader

Genre: strangers to lovers, college au, penpal au

Rating: 18+

Warnings: swearing

Word Count: 4,791

Description: The concept of Equivalent Exchange is not foreign to you, and since you need Jeonghan to participate in a Social Experiment for your Psych Thesis, you inevitably have to participate in his too. It isn’t the walk in the park you thought it would be, especially when your penpal Vernon keeps knocking down the walls that you’ve built; scratching an itch you couldn’t reach.

Author's Note: i'm so sorry this took so long! i had a couple of other projects before i could finish it. i am... not entirely happy with it because i was working another fic with a different writing concept so i think i lost the writing style near the end there. anyhow, i'm still putting it out because if i touch it anymore i'll end up scrapping it. hopefully, you guys enjoy it. please, let me know what you think! happy reading!

This place is one of your absolute favourites. 

The hole-in-the-wall cafe, Casa Mia, is only a couple of blocks from campus and you stumbled upon it one day when you were out on a walk with Jeonghan. The exposed bricks paired with the mason jar pendant lights give it a rustic feel and with the added touch of mismatched tables and chairs, it nevers fails to make you feel at home and cosy.

On one end, the wall is lined up with shelves from the floor to the ceiling and filled with a random assortment of books from The Aneid by Virgil to Eragon by Christopher Paolini. The next book on your reading list is The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde, which is just on the shelf over from where you’re sitting. 

However, right now you’re balls deep into Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet instead, sitting across from Wonwoo and his thick rimmed glasses, nose buried in A Midsummer Night’s Dream. The pair of you have been grouped together for your English Literature report on ‘Romance: Comedy vs Tragedy’ and this beautiful Friday morning, is one of the only days you both have available to meet up.

“Are you still reading?” Wonwoo questions, sitting back as he stretches his limbs. “Or have the words started to blend together to you, like they have for me?”

“Neither,” you answer truthfully. “I’ve been a little…”

“Distracted?” Wonwoo offers, smirking when your eyes go wide, like a deer caught in headlights. “You’ve been on the same page for some time now and your eyes keep drifting towards your laptop.”

Placing a hand on your chest, you feign offense. “Jeon Wonwoo, have you been watching me?” you ask, scandalised.

Wonwoo rolls his eyes, laughing at your antics. “Just watching to see if I’m going to be left to do all the work,” he jokingly accuses, and earns himself a smack on the arm. 

“I would never.”

“Yeah, I know.”

“Sorry, I’ve just got a lot on my plate with my stupid Psych Thesis,” you explain, but don’t divulge any further. It’s not a lie that your thesis is laborious, but he doesn’t need to know that the real reason you’re distracted is because you’re itching to see the reply from your penpal.

Wonwoo nods, accepting your answer. “I can imagine,” he hums, “Jeonghan seems to be stressed about it, too. He was complaining about having to go out on all of these blind dates. Though, he did come home with a little skip in his step last night.”

This piece of information perks you up but you try to be subtle about it, knowing Jeonghan would kick your ass if he finds out you’ve been prying about him behind his back. “Oh, really?” you ask, nonchalant. “Did he say anything about it last night?”

Just as Wonwoo’s about to answer, your phone vibrates incessantly on the table, interrupting him.

“It’s almost like he knows that we’re talking about him.” You shake your head, turning to face the phone towards Wonwoo so he can see that Jeonghan is ringing you. “What do you want, you heathen?” you answer the call.

“You ungrateful brat,” Jeonghan bristles on the other line. “Is this how you say thank you after I went on that date for you last night?”

You roll your eyes even though you know he can’t see you. “I’m pretty sure that you’re the one who’s meant to be thanking me,” you remark, snidely. “Wonwoo said— ow!” You shoot Wonwoo a glare after he lightly kicks you on the shin.

The other line goes quiet and you almost think that Jeonghan’s hung up until he quietly asks, “What did he say?”

Across from you, Wonwoo’s hand gestures closing the zip of his mouth, before joining his hands together in prayer, begging for you to spare him. Considering you still need him for your English Literature report, you do just that and throw yourself into Jeonghan’s hellfire instead. “If I shout coffee for the next two weeks, will you spare him?” You tempt the demon. “I need him to finish his end of this Shakespeare report before you off him.”

“I’ll see you soon,” Jeonghan smugly accepts your bribe and hangs up.

Slowly, you gather your belongings, shoving them in your bag as you prepare to make your way to the library to meet Jeonghan, making sure to kick Wonwoo in the shin as a payback.

“What was that for?” He glares, rubbing his aching leg.

“It’s your fault that I owe him,” you huff. “Don’t even think of making funeral arrangements until you’ve finished your share of our assignment.”

“My fault?!” Wonwoo’s mouth gapes at you. “You’re the one that almost sent me to an early grave. I haven’t even met the Hermia to my Lysander yet. I’m never sharing any more ammunition against Jeonghan with you ever again.”

“You wouldn’t dare,” you challenge. “Don’t make me go Tybalt on your ass.”

Rolling his eyes, Wonwoo grabs your laptop for you. “How about a truce?” he suggests as he hands you the device. “We can both take Jeonghan down together.”

“Sounds like a plan.” You thank him. “I’ll send you my half of the report in a couple of days. See you later, Wonu.”

Waving in farewell, Wonwoo watches as you exit the cafe and head over to meet your doom.

Some might wonder why you would bother to go to Brew’d, the campus cafe, when you can easily purchase coffee at the cafe you were just at, but nobody knows Jeonghan as well as you do. Even though he only ever orders an Iced Americano, he swears only Brew’d makes it well and he’s sure to complain your ear off if you thought otherwise. 

“I didn’t think I’d see you here today,” Joshua comments as you approach the counter, punching in your usual order in the register.

With a sigh, you hand over the money required for the purchase. “I could say the same for you,” you reply, shoving your wallet back in your purse. “You don’t usually work Fridays, right?”

“Don’t get me started.” Joshua rolls his eyes and heads over to the coffee machine to start on your drinks, with you following. “I had to cover because someone called in. At least it’s a short shift and I finish in about half an hour.”

“I’m jealous.” You pout. “I have another couple of hours with Jeonghan and this stupid thesis before I go to work.”

“Eww.” Joshua wrinkles his nose in disgust. “Too bad we don’t sell any vodka here. I could’ve added some in your coffee to help.”

“Joshua, did I ever tell you that you are my favourite?” you declare, touched. “It’s the thought that counts. Also, don’t tell Jeonghan about you being my favourite.”

Joshua laughs as he hands you the drinks. “Of course, I have to tell him,” he scoffs. “That demon needs to be taken down a peg or two.”

“Okay, I take it back. You’re no longer my favourite.”

“No take backsies!”

“Boo!”

Rolling his eyes, Joshua gently ushers you out of the cafe. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to be dressed up at your funeral,” he remarks, bidding you farewell from the door.

“I’m going to haunt you!” you yell, not bothering to look back to see his reaction as you quickly make your way to the library, hoping to have a few minutes to yourself before Jeonghan gets there to view your pen pal’s reply. 

Weaving your way expertly through the crowd, you reach your destination in no time, only to be disappointed when you find the hired study room still occupied. Lightly tapping on the glass to announce your arrival, the group of students give you an apologetic nod and start gathering their belongings.

“Well, you look like shit,” Jeonghan comments upon his arrival. 

“Is that what you said to yourself in the mirror this morning?” you retort. “Don’t make me throw your coffee in the trash.”

“Then I’d have to murder Wonwoo tonight. His blood will be on your hands, and the same goes for his part of the report.”

Rolling your eyes, you deliver the Iced Americano into his outstretched hand before entering the now empty study room. Sitting across from Jeonghan, you quickly unpack your belongings and get straight to the point. “So, how was last night?” you ask, voice ladened with genuine curiosity.

Jeonghan relaxes in his chair and contemplates your question for a moment. “I’ll give you the short version since you’ll get the long version in the report,” he starts, “but it was honestly a lot of fun. Stephanie was really sweet and adventurous and we went on almost every ride. That’s why we were late last night.”

“I did think you guys would get along,” you reveal. “I’m glad it worked out.”

Laughing, Jeonghan resumes his position with his laptop. “Same here.” He nods. “It would’ve put me off going into the other dates if it didn’t. Anyway, how did you go?”

“Surprisingly good,” you admit, knowing he would find out anyway. “Bands boy sure is interesting. Anything else you would like to clue me in about him?”

“Tsk tsk, _____,” Jeonghan teases and you want to lean forward and sock him straight in the face. “That isn’t how this works and you know it. Whatever you want to know about him, you can ask him yourself. I need this to be as organic as possible.”

Sighing, you turn your attention to your own laptop and bring it to life. “You’re no fun.”

“I’ll tell you everything you want to know once this social experiment is done,” he promises before adding, “if he hasn’t told you by then.”

Before you can utter a retort, the words ‘You’ve Got Mail!’ suddenly rings in the air. Without a care about what Jeonghan could be thinking right now, you open the email with haste, fingers fumbling over each other as you do so.

<To: Girl Magnetic> <From: Bands Boy> <Subject: Your Turn 12:10AM>

i finished my essay woo!

your move, girl magnetic

x sweet dreams

“Damn.” Jeonghan whistles. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you smile like that.”

“If you don’t shut the hell up,” you retort. “You’re the one lighting up this room brighter than the fluorescent light while you write that report.” Jeonghan is about to utter a comeback when you add, “By the way, I sorta promised to tell him the story behind Girl Magnetic and I wanted to ask you about it first because I wasn’t sure if it’s too much information.”

“Yes, it is,” Jeonghan agrees. “I’m sorry but you’ll have to offer him something else.”

Sighing, you nod in agreement and type out another apologetic reply. The sinking feeling in your gut of having to disappoint your pen pal is beyond unpleasant and you don’t want to make a habit of it. With a shake of your head, you rid yourself of the negative thoughts that are brewing in your mind, not wanting it to show in your message.

<To: Bands Boy> <From: Girl Magnetic> <Subject: Re: Your Turn 1:15pm>

nice work, bands boy! i’m super proud of you :) 

unfortunately i can’t tell you the story behind girl magnetic after all *siiiiiiigggghhhhhhh

jeonghan vetoed it. apparently it’ll reveal too much about me

but! he has given me permission to tell you all about it later on

i’m really sorry *cries

so in exchange, i’ll answer any other question (that doesn’t reveal too much about me) with no complaints! so hit me with your best shot!

regretfully, girl magnetic

You read through your letter once before sending it away, almost wishing you can reach through the screen just to take it back. The dread sets in and you sink down your chair, wanting the ground to swallow you up.

“God, stop being such a drama queen,” Jeonghan reprimands. “It’s just a delay in response, it’s really not a big deal. He won’t even bat an eye because you can still tell him something else.”

“Fuck you. Why do you have to be the voice of reason?”

“Isn’t that why I’m your best friend?” he asks rhetorically then proceeds to jab his index finger towards your laptop. “Now, hurry the fuck up because I need that report before you leave for work.”

Sitting up, you refer back to the blank document staring back at you and start writing your report, mumbling quietly to yourself about needing to find a new best friend. Jeonghan laughs and you know it’s because he thinks he’s a diamond in the rough and that you won’t find anyone else like him. Quite frankly, he’s right, but you won’t be the one to inflate his already huge ego.

Your allotted ‘thesis time’ concludes in a flash and you start gathering your belongings, preparing to make your way to your shift at the diner. Just like before, Jeonghan hands you a piece of paper, but this time it contains a question.

What is something you’re passionate about?

Staring at the piece of paper, you can’t help the laugh that escapes you. “Why is it so serious this time?” you question, a brow raised in confusion.

Jeonghan merely shrugs. “The topics will be a mixture of both easy and hard questions and will most likely alternate because I’m trying to see something. By the way, the reason I handed you the question this time is because I want you to initiate for this one.”

“Sounds good, I’ll get on it as soon as I get his reply,” you inform Jeonghan, shoving the note in your back pocket as you bid him farewell. “I’ll text you the details of your next date later!”

Meanwhile, Vernon lugs his tired body up the stairs of the frat house and deposits himself on the comforts of his bed. After a long day of classes, his plan was just to have a nap and relax for the rest of the night but unfortunately, his Music Theory professor had given his class another essay to complete. Pulling his phone out of his pocket, he quickly orders himself some takeout and decides to start working on his essay as he waits for his food to arrive.

Turning his laptop on, he’s surprised to find a reply from you waiting for him in his inbox. Honestly, when he found none as he checked this morning, he couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed. But, he quickly shut that down especially since he’s realised how busy you are. Nevertheless, seeing your pseudonym on his screen has given him the bout of energy he needs to get through his essay.

“Hansol, I’ve got your food,” Jeonghan calls out from the doorway, a plastic bag held hostage in his hand.

“Thanks,” Vernon replies as he walks towards the elder. “You here to give me the next question?”

Jeonghan shakes his head. “Nah, I want her to initiate this time because there’s something I’m trying to see. I’ve already given her the question and she’ll hit you up again after she finishes work.”

“Sounds good.” Vernon nods. “Is there anything else?”

“I vetoed her from telling you about Girl Magnetic” —Jeonghan rolls his eyes— “and before you start, I’m just delaying her from telling you. It’ll reveal too much and this experiment is just in its beginning stages! Instead, she’s giving you something else in return.”

“Fine.” Vernon pouts. “This all better be worth it.”

“Oh, trust me,” Jeonghan replies, smug. “You’ll be thanking me once this whole thing is done.”

Vernon watches as the elder retreats and shuts the door behind him none too gently. Only Jeonghan could walk into a room and suck all the happiness out of it. With a sigh, he opens your email, shoving pieces of chicken in his mouth as he reads through the words.

Your apologetic tone and regret is evident, even if you didn’t say so yourself. It makes Vernon want to forget the setback in your friendship, especially after speaking with Jeonghan, considering the matter is out of your hands. Besides, your counter offer is there, just as he was advised and it’s another offer that’s hard to pass up.

Taking a moment to himself, he sits back and tries to consider what question could give him as much satisfaction as the story behind Girl Magnetic would have given him. It doesn’t take him long to decide and he sends his reply back sooner rather than later since he’ll most likely be knee deep in his essay before long.

It’s well past dinner time by the time you arrive back in your dorm. Fridays are always the longest days on your schedule but you don’t mind it most of the time as it makes the weekend that much sweeter. Heading straight to the shower, you wash off the stress and tension in your body and prepare yourself for a relaxing night ahead.

It’s when you’re making yourself a cup of tea that your phone goes off with a notification from Jeonghan.

[9:00pm] thing 1: don’t forget to send me the details about my date tomorrow [9:00pm] thing 1: and don’t forget about your penpal

Sighing, you walk towards the couch where you unceremoniously threw your purse as soon as you arrived, fishing out the notepad that had the details of Jeonghan’s date on them.

[9:04pm] thing 2: you’re meeting patricia at mi casa for brunch at 11am [9:05pm] thing 2: and thanks for the reminder! [9:05pm] thing 2: i’ll get onto it now

Fetching your mug from the kitchen island, you make your way to the desk where the laptop is. Sighing, you take small sips of your tea, not in any hurry to read the email your pen pal has sent. Once you’ve finished the last drops of your drink, you know you can’t delay any further and opted to get the whole ordeal over and done with.

<To: Girl Magnetic> <From: Bands Boy> <Subject: Re: Your Turn 6:28pm>

don’t even sweat it! jeonghan explained everything to me. 

i don’t mind keeping the mystery about you for a bit longer, it’ll make getting to know you later even more interesting :)

another offer i can’t refuse? i think you’re spoiling me haha.

hm, well i’m plenty curious when it comes to you but let’s go with something easy.

what music are you into?

x bands boy

ps. jeonghan says you have the next question ready?

If you could describe your pen pal in one word, you would go with unpredictable. He never acts or reacts the way you expect him to and even his question is unexpected. But he’s right, it makes the whole thing rather interesting, and you find yourself plenty invested.

<To: Bands Boy> <From: Girl Magnetic> <Subject: Passion 9:03pm>

hey, b! 

(i hope this is okay, having to type out our full usernames all the time is so tiring T-T)

thank you for going easy on me haha

i’m honestly into most music, but my playlist is usually filled with your typical punk/emo/indie rock music lol. it’s probably not what you expected right? but i’m definitely not opposed to some carly rae jepsen or avril lavigne lol.

and yes! jeonghan has given me the next question which i spoilt in the title of the email:

what is something you’re passionate about?

i’ll go first!

my passion is… writing. this is also probably unexpected huh?

i’ve always been super into reading and always found myself daydreaming and imagining other ways stories could have gone and one day decided to put my thoughts onto paper and i’ve never looked back.

i can’t wait to hear about yours!

waiting patiently, g

Whoosh!

Biting your lip, you sit back and think about what just occurred. There’s not a lot of people who know that writing is what you’re truly passionate about and you’ve often held back on revealing that fact to anybody because of the sometimes negative reactions people have about the occupation. It surprises you that there was no sign of hesitation when it came to telling Bands Boy about it and you don’t know what to make of it.

Is it because you know that you have to be truthful, mostly anyway, for Jeonghan’s experiment to work? Or is it because Bands Boy is just somebody behind a screen, a complete stranger who you may never meet and therefore will never be able to tie this conversation back to you?

The only other possibility you can think of is that despite him being a stranger and despite the short amount of time you’ve known him, he’s managed to start breaking down the walls that you’ve carefully built around your heart. It’s scary to think about, especially with how careful you’ve been but you have too many things on your plate to worry about so you push it to the back of your mind.

It’s when Vernon was about to get up to grab a drink in the kitchen when his notification goes off, alerting him of your email. Desperate to quench his thirst for information more than his thirst for a drink, he settles back onto his gaming chair and opens your reply. The grin on his face grows at every line he reads and not wanting to waste a single moment, he chooses to write back to you straight away.

<To: Girl Magnetic> <From: Bands Boy> <Subject: Re: Passion 9:15pm>

hey there, g!

(oh, you’re so right! it’s a lot better to refer to ourselves like this)

wow, you never cease to amaze me

you’re right, i really did not expect any of those answers honestly

thank you for sharing them with me. i know that sometimes it isn’t easy to do so, especially with a complete stranger. so, i’m honoured that you’ve allowed yourself to be so open with me. i’ll make sure to thank you properly for your efforts and hope to return the favour soon!

so, writing huh? does this mean you actually want to become a professional writer? which field? journalism? novels? research?

and wow, it totally makes sense now as to why you’re doing psychology. 

hm, so what is something i’m passionate about?

mine is fairly simple: my passion lies with making music i enjoy

and when i say that, i truly mean it. i don’t make music to match the trend or to go against the grain so i stand out. the music i make isn’t always set in any particular genre. i just… want to make music that i like… if that makes sense? haha

now that i know you’re a writer, do you wanna… maybe… do a collab someday?

i am shocking when it comes to lyric writing haha

you wouldn’t mind helping me out with that right?

surprised, b

ps. what are you up to on this fine friday night?

You wouldn’t dare tell anyone how fast you ran to your laptop as soon as it notified you of Bands Boy’s response, almost tripping over your own foot and face planting on the floor. As your eyes glide through the words, you can’t seem to find yourself going past the first half of his email. Tears pool at the corner of your eyes, threatening to spill over but you are able to compose yourself in time. 

Yet again, he’s managed to put your mind at ease and made sure that you didn’t regret opening yourself up to him. However, you don’t let yourself delve deeper into these uncertain feelings, forcing yourself to move on and read the rest of his message so that you can answer him.

<To: Bands Boy> <From: Girl Magnetic> <Subject: Re: Passion 9:37pm>

omg i am so down for a collab!!

i’ve never ventured into lyric writing before but i am up for the challenge

i promise not to let you down!!

yes, i want to become a professional writer. a novelist in fact.

and yes, that’s why i’m doing psychology. i’m hoping to gain a better understanding of people and why they are the way that they are so that i can use it to improve my characters :) 

you know, i think it’s really cool that you just want to do music that you enjoy. there’s so many musicians out there who just do whatever’s popular and are only in there to make money and not much else, so you’re a breath of fresh air. 

i can’t wait to hear all the songs you create, i’m sure they’ll be great!

especially with me writing your lyrics ;) haha

oh, and i’m not really doing anything tonight but resting. i’ve had a big day with classes and work on top of that so i’m ready to wrap myself in a blanket and sit on the couch for the rest of the night.

what about you? i hope you’re not doing another essay lol

ps. you can thank yourself for the reason that i was able to open up to you :) 

Grabbing your laptop, you carry it to the couch and place it on the coffee table as you reach for a cushion to bury your face and scream into.

Meanwhile, Vernon gingerly rubs at his shin after tripping over on the stairs and bashing it against a step, in his hurry to get back to his room. Your email announces its presence as soon as he walks in and he makes sure to lock the door behind him before settling himself back on his chair and reading your message.

The smile on his face is so big that he can barely hide it behind his hand. Taking a deep breath to try and keep his cool, Vernon wipes his clammy hands on his pants and nods to himself before replying.

<To: Girl Magnetic> <From: Bands Boy> <Subject: Re: Passion 9:52pm>

no take backs on that collab!! i’m gonna hold you to it!!

i’m so excited i’m literally buzzing with ideas already hahaha

i think it’s super cool that you’re working on your very own novel

how far have you gotten with it? is it already in the works?

if you ever need someone to make a soundtrack once your novel becomes a major motion picture, you know who to hit up ;)

damn, you had a full day that’s for sure

work huh? i guess you’re probably not allowed to tell me where lol

your guess is half correct… i’m technically not doing an essay but i’m already doing some research since it’s due on monday

in need of saving, b

ps. hopefully i can keep making you comfortable enough to continue opening up to me :) 

The smile on your face from receiving his reply eventually turns into a frown as you read it a second time, when you realise that it’s time to cut your conversation with him short once more.

<To: Bands Boy> <From: Girl Magnetic> <Subject: Re: Passion 10:06pm>

i’m still world building right now. i have a bunch of random pieces of writing here and there but don’t have anything concrete just yet

omg would you really? i’ll definitely have you make me a soundtrack either way!!

let me go ahead and write my workplace to the list of things i’ll be revealing to you once this experiment is over haha

and i can’t believe you have another essay to do. it’s like your prof doesn’t want me talking to you lol

you know what this means right?

feeling bad, g

Groaning, Vernon drops his head face down on his desk. Yes, he knows what it means. An obstacle towards getting to know you more has presented itself yet again. It does feel like fate is working against the both of you but he isn’t one to give up so easily. Besides, Jeonghan did promise him that he still has plenty of opportunities to find out more about you.

Especially once your anonymity is no longer a hurdle to him.

<To: Girl Magnetic> <From: Bands Boy> <Subject: Re: Passion 10:24pm>

i know what it means *sigh

i hope you know that nothing will stop me from getting to know more about you once your thesis is finished

not even these damn music theory essays *shakes fist

determined, b

His reply stuns you. Albeit, his forwardness always does. But, you appreciate it nonetheless because it leaves no room for confusion. At least not from his end. Now, the only thing you have left to wonder about is how you feel about him.

<To: Bands Boy> <From: Girl Magnetic> <Subject: Re: Passion 10:33pm>

i’m looking forward to it

waiting for that day, g xo 

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[gigai-translations]

(Project Sekai) Hinomori Shizuku Side Story - Love and care in every Stitch (Part 2 only)

Someone watch over Shizuku, she's prone to getting abducted by the fae.

Turn on CC for subs. Transcript is under the cut.

0:00:00.000,0:00:03.781 [Park]

0:00:05.346,0:00:08.827 Shizuku: Like this, I think we’ve pulled out all the weeds in this area.

0:00:09.559,0:00:11.941 Local elementary student A: Oneechan, lookie, lookie! I took out a lotta weeds!

0:00:12.923,0:00:16.237 Shizuku: Wow! You really did! That’s amazing!

0:00:17.236,0:00:19.568 Local elementary student B: Me too! I took out this many weeds!

0:00:20.334,0:00:22.848 Local elementary student C: Oneechan, praise me too! Praise me too!

0:00:24.031,0:00:26.912 Shizuku: Fufu, well everyone, take turns.

0:00:27.328,0:00:29.393 Local elementary students: Okayyyyyy!

0:00:32.191,0:00:40.384 Shizuku: (To see all these kids’ wonderful smiles… I'm oh-so glad I came to help out.)

0:00:44.364,0:00:51.092 Mafuyu: Hinomori-san, we’re about to prepare for the test of courage so we’d oughta head to the shrine.

0:00:52.008,0:00:54.439 Shizuku: Oh, it’s already that time, huh?

0:00:55.422,0:00:59.935 Shizuku: Kids, I gotta go so good luck with the weeding!

0:01:01.733,0:01:03.915 Local elementary student A: Alright, we got iiiit!

0:01:07.362,0:01:12.658 Shizuku: (To show these kids a fun time, I’ll do my best in my ghost role!)

0:01:17.121,0:01:19.369 [Several hours later]

0:01:19.369,0:01:22.000 [Side of the mountain from the shrine]

0:01:22.533,0:01:24.898 Shizuku: Booooo~

0:01:25.930,0:01:27.429 Local A: Ha! A ghost!

0:01:28.828,0:01:30.960 Local B: Wait…huh? Seeing you clearer, that you, Shizuku-chan?

0:01:32.159,0:01:42.550 Shizuku: Right now, I am a yuki-onna. Thus, I’ll have this snow….huh? Nothing came out.

0:01:43.283,0:01:54.823 Shizuku: Ah!….It seems I pressed the wrong button. After I pull it together… I’ll send for the snow now so if it’s okay with you, do have yourselves cool off.

0:01:57.804,0:02:00.036 Shizuku: fuuuu~

0:02:01.118,0:02:02.767 Local elementary student A: waaa! It got coooold!

0:02:03.283,0:02:05.515 Local elementary student B: The wind right now is… Ah! That Oneechan!

0:02:07.213,0:02:10.810 Shizuku: Fufu, I was wondering, are you guys having fun?

0:02:11.227,0:02:14.208 Local elementary student C: Yeah! Even if it’s a test of courage, this ain’t scary at all!

0:02:14.507,0:02:17.888 Local elementary student A: Look! The oneechan we met a while ago gave us this dog balloon!

0:02:19.320,0:02:26.847 Shizuku: Oh, that’s nice! It’s dark beyond this point so be careful as you walk.

0:02:27.597,0:02:29.745 Local elementary student B: Okayyy!! See ya later, Oneechan!

0:02:35.507,0:02:39.170 Shizuku: (Phew, Those kids were the last group, huh?)

0:02:39.986,0:02:47.664 Shizuku: (Asahina-san planned to meet with me but… it’s just a little ways from here so I should head back to the main venue myself.

0:02:48.080,0:02:54.874 Shizuku: (Hmm… The entry point is to the direction of the shrine so…it’s to the left.)

0:03:01.819,0:03:07.514 Shizuku: …This is strange. The sign should be the cloth on a tree branch but….

0:03:08.147,0:03:10.162 Shizuku: I can’t find it…

0:03:14.425,0:03:22.285 Shizuku: Ah… I feel like I know this road somehow. If I move forward on this path then I’ll certainly—

0:03:23.484,0:03:24.950 ???: Not there.

0:03:31.961,0:03:38.855 Shizuku: (A little girl? I thought volunteers weren’t here today but…)

0:03:40.370,0:03:41.986 ???: Over here.

0:03:42.652,0:03:45.300 Shizuku: Perhaps… you’re here to guide me?

0:03:45.300,0:03:47.931 ???: Yes. …..reach out your hand.

0:03:48.714,0:03:51.611 Shizuku: Thank you! You’re a real lifesaver!

0:03:56.690,0:03:59.655 Shizuku: (…her hand, it’s so cold….)

0:03:59.855,0:04:03.468 ???: Fufu… even as the Yuki-onna, oneesan’s is warmer

0:04:04.068,0:04:07.781 Shizuku: Well, your hand is chilly so it feels nice!

0:04:08.348,0:04:10.363 Shizuku: Do you live around these parts?

0:04:11.345,0:04:16.674 ???: Yes. We’ve usually just been keeping still but… today, the liveliness seemed fun so I came to watch for a bit.

0:04:17.840,0:04:20.421 ???: And then, you seemed to be in trouble.

0:04:21.320,0:04:29.314 Shizuku: That’s somewhat embarrassing… but, I’m saved thanks to you coming to help. Thank you so much!

0:04:30.646,0:04:33.294 ???: ehehe… it’s no problem.

0:04:33.710,0:04:35.642 ???: Ah…

0:04:36.058,0:04:38.806 Shizuku: What’s wrong?

0:04:38.956,0:04:42.053 ???: Looks like my friend brought someone along.

0:04:51.662,0:04:53.810 Shizuku: Oh! Asahina-san!

0:04:54.960,0:04:58.490 Mafuyu: Hinomori-san! Thank goodness we were able to meet up.

0:04:58.723,0:05:04.602 Shizuku: Yeah! I got lost for a bit but this girl I just met earlier—

0:05:05.684,0:05:06.966 Shizuku: Huh?

0:05:11.629,0:05:16.325 Shizuku: (She isn’t here… Maybe she went home)

0:05:16.792,0:05:22.221 Shizuku: (…Well, if we meet each other somewhere else, I must say my thanks.)

[coffeepurpleu]

On a Sweet Night, Be My Lucky Star (03)

Pairing : VampireTaehyung x WitchReader x DemonJungkook

Genre: Supernatural, Smut, Angst, a little of violence,Fluff (I'll try go with all lmao)

Serie: (still don't know how many longer will be, like chapters, but I'm going to make you enjoy it),about updates (there's will be not a specific day to update, *wink).

This will be my first fanfic here, English It's not my first language, so, if you have any suggestion I'll try it🏃🏻‍♀️.

CH01 CH02

"Small world I guess" I shrug getting up from the seat taking the drinks.

The three of us head over to the table where the others were sitting placing the drinks on the table,then I take a seat between the minty-haired boy and Taehyung, who looks like he wants to mention something.

"Nice to meet you, I'm yoongi" The minty-haired boy gives me a small nod, I reply with a smile. "I'm Y/N."

(Taehyung communicating telepathically with yoongi).

"Hyung, I think I messed up a little."

"Now what did you do?"

"I just didn't know it was her friend, I acted like I don't care and now that I know it's her, I feel bad."

"It's just a moment where we all make mistakes either unconsciously"

"But, Hyung"

"Ask her to dance and tell her, easy"

"Everything sounds easy for you"

"You're earning a hit"

"Okay, but if she rejects me I'll blame you for the next eternities, and you'll give me all your little bags of blood."

"Squealer, that won't happen"

"Jin, let's have a dance duel" I look at him defiantly.

"Oh, you want to lose" Jin arches an eyebrow.

"Can I try?" Namjoon asks getting up from his seat, I feel a small touch on my arm, I turn around.

"Can we talk?" Taehyung asks me quietly with pleading eyes.

"Sure" We both get up from the seat. "I think there's a nice balcony upstairs, if my memory serves me right" I mention.

"Have you come here before?" He asks me as we both climb the stairs making our way through the crowd.

"3 years ago, I met hwasa here" I reply opening the door to balcony, we walk in.

"That's weird, I never saw you around here" Taehyung leans on the balcony turning back towards me as I walk towards where he is standing.

"You frequent these places a lot don't you? Actually, that night I beat up a guy who wanted to overdo it with her, I didn't last long, just sitting at the bar" I shrug.

"I used to frequent them a lot, but I don't think there's any reason to do it anymore" He looks at me. "How come you used to sit alone at the bar, if you're beautiful" I chuckle.

"Hard to believe, but I wasn't stereotypical, maybe I wasn't charming enough to talk or something" I squint a little to see the moon shining down on us.

"You don't need to be inside stereotypes" Taehyung takes my hands gently. "I want to tell you so many things."

"Can I try to guess?" I chuckle, he makes a confused face. "Yoongi Hyung already told you, I knew I shouldn't trust him" Taehyung frowns.

"He didn't tell me anything" I slightly deny.

"So?" Taehyung pouts a little.

"How about we say it on the count of 3 at the same time?" I Ask

"Okay, 1"

"2-"

"You're my destined partner" Taehyung shouts making people turn to look at us.

"Hey, missing three!" I claim to his

"But-" Taehyung's eyes glaze over, ready to turn around and leave.

"I already suspected it, when I saw you at the art gallery, I felt a connection" I walk over to hug him laughing. "Don't cry"

"Really? why didn't you tell me?" Taehyung wraps his arms around my waist.

"When I turned to see you, you were gone" I caress his head.

"Because you were with your boyfriend weren't you?" He whispers

"Who? Namjoon? He's not my boyfriend, we're just friends" I laugh.

"Really?" Taehyung raises his head where we both stare at each other. I nod, he relaxes . "You know I thought he was going to kill me" We both laugh.

"He don't hurt no flies" I mention.

"Well, then can we get to know each other more?" He clasps our hands together.

"Sure but-" Before I finish speaking, he interrupts me.

"I'll go with you, I don't have anything here" Taehyung gives me his classic cute square smile.

"Are you willing to leave the things you lived here? I feel it's something to speed up-" I can't finish because he puts my hand on his cold cheek.

"Please, I've waited so long" he rests his cheek on my hand.

"Alright, come on it's getting cold up here" I take his hand back.

"Can I warm up-, Ouch" I give him a little smack on the back of his head.

"Not yet, you've been drinking" I give Taehyung a look.

"You maintain that we should do better without drinking? me too" He smiles as we go down to the dance floor

"And then what were you going to say" I arch an eyebrow.

"That I could warm you up, hugging you" Taehyung pouts

We see a crowd surrounding two people, we approach, I find Jin dancing butterfly style and Namjoon trying to twerk, I laugh causing Jin to pull me into the circle, I look at Taehyung asking for help but he is talking to Yoongi.

"Until you show up, go ahead show your talent" Jin steps back dancing.

"Done" I move dancing like jelly.

"Girl what have you missed" Hwasa enters the circle swaying her hips.

"Really?" I ask trying to pull away

"Where are you going?" Jin pulls me back.

"Ouch, I don't have good stamina, I want to sit down" I pout.

"It's ok, we might as well take a break" Namjoon looks at Jin.

We walk to the table where Taehyung and Yoongi are talking, in the blink of an eye Yoongi yells at Taehyung.

"You can't just decide what to do!" Yoongi stands up from the seat.

"I'm old enough to make decisions!" Taehyung bares his fangs.

"Oh yeah?! A few fucking hours ago you didn't know what to do with your life" Yoongi's eyes turn ruby red

"Can't you just support me...I've spent time looking for her, could you come with me Hyung" Taehyung stretches her arms to get closer to Yoongi, who frowns

"Everything okay?" Namjoon asks them.

"We shouldn't cause a scene here" Jin whispers looking at some guards watching us

"Sorry to cause trouble" I bow directing my gaze to Yoongi, who opens his eyes

"You're not causing any, it's just Hyung, right?" Taehyung takes my cheeks between his calloused hands.

"Yes, I've simply spent eternities taking care of this child, that I find it hard to believe" Yoongi snorts.

"See - what child, I'm an adult Hyung" Taehyung hugs me giving me a kiss on the head.

"Can we go then?" yawning

"Sure, who's driving?" Namjoon Asks.

"Well, Y/N has a sleepy face, in the blink of an eye she can kill us if she drives" Jin denies.

"Hey! You offend me" I pout.

"Hyung can drive" Taehyung looks at Yoongi in a plea.

"What about our car" Yoongi arches an eyebrow.

"How about I teleport us?" I smile

"No way, last time you left us on Mount Everest" Jin claims.

"But it was unintentional!" I pout, hiding in Taehyung.

"So?" Namjoon asks

"Let me try!" I look at Jin

"Fine, but I don't answer if something happens" Jin rolls his eyes, we get out in front of the cars.

"Now which car?" Taehyung looks at Yoongi.

"I'd rather miss yours than mine" Yoongi mentions teasingly.  

"Well, then I guess we can get in" Namjoon walks up to the Co-Pilot's door.

"I'll go in the back for safety" Jin climbs in the back.

"So see you later?" I look at Taehyung

"We can meet tomorrow, how about going out for lunch, Oh wait, your number" Taehyung holds out his cell phone, I shake my number but not a nickname, I try to see how to schedule me but he backs up, I follow him until he trips over a rock, I try to steady myself but fall on top of him.

"Get a room" Jin laughs.

"Don't be mean!" I stand up extending a hand to Taehyung blushing.

"Maybe we should" Taehyung takes my hand standing up, whispering to me.

"Tortolos show is over" Yoongi gets in the car.

"See you later dear" Taehyung kisses the back of my hand to walk to the car.

I get in the car to channel everyone's energy, I close my eyes visualizing my aunt's house, in the blink of an eye we are in front of the house.

"You finally made it!" Jin laughs.

"I've always made it" I glare at him.

"You know I never doubt you, I like to see you bring out the best in you" Jin winks at me

"Can we stay for a rest tomorrow?" Namjoon yawns

"Sure, but I think I'm going out" I murmur, opening the door.

"I still don't want grandchildren" Jin says goodbye to go to his room

"Rest" I say goodbye to go to sleep but I receive an incoming call, I watch Namjoon go down the stairs giving a little bow

"Hello Hello, is my precious gem still awake?" I hear Taehyung's hoarse voice.

"I was going straight to bed now, I can't feel my body" I put the phone on speaker as I get dressed to sleep.

"Then you need training" He laughs

"Thank you very much for the offer but I'm fine" I yawn lying down on the bed

"Did you get to the place okay what was it?" he asks me

"Pff, yeah, I'm good at this" I mumble.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow, get some rest" Taehyung blows a kiss before hanging up.

The day starts cloudy as I look out the window, I stretch before looking at the messages on my cell phone

Sunoo😶: Apparently the day looks gloomy today ;( Sunoo😶: Is it planned for another day?

XXX-XXXX-XXX: It's a nice day for a snuggle. XXX-XXXX-XXXX-XXX: Fun fact, I have a list planned to do together, Dearest

I decide to open the last few messages, I have a suspicion it's Taehyung.

Dearydeary💕: Who is it supposed to be? XXX-XXXXXX-XXX: I'm supposed to assume you gave your number to someone else...or don't you love me anymore?

I see a picture of taehyung smiling in red silk pajamas, I walk downstairs agendizing Tae, when I bump into Namjoon.

"Careful" He mentions before going up to the library with a coffee in his hands.

"Until you decide to come down, I thought you stuck to the bed" Jin puts two plates on the table, I take a seat.

"I didn't take too long" I put my cell phone aside to start eating, when I get a call from Taehyung, Jin takes my phone and answers for me.

"She is not available" Jin mentions seriously.

"Bullshit" I tell him eating trying to reach my cell phone.

"I just wanted to know if I could come and spend time with Y/N-" I hear Taehyung's voice as Jin puts it on speakerphone.

"Shu Shu, you already saw her last night, besides it's going to rain" Jin frowns.

"But it's not the same, I want to know her well" I hear him put sad voice. I look at Jin

"Fine but you'll have to pass the interrogation, if not, I'll tell Namjoon to help put a stake in you" Jin laughs before leaving and handing me my cell phone

"Don't listen to him, I'll protect you" I smile

"It shouldn't be like this, it would be the other way around, this vampire will protect his gem" Taehyung mentions it with a hoarse voice which makes me feel small

"See you in 15" I say goodbye before hanging up.

I take a quick shower before changing into comfortable clothes, I sit on the couch to make a video call to Aisha, she is an old friend who is studying medicine. I see her brown curls peeking out on the camera.

"Until you remember I exist" Aisha snorts.

"You're sometimes busy too" I pout.

"But I do send out signs of life, unlike you" She grimaces at me.

"Well, no fighting, how did it go?" We both laugh.

"Well, here's waiting for my knight in armor" She winks at me.

"Can you give me a dissection now?" I see her frown

"You're about to start, that's why you're still alone."

"I've got you" I wink at her, I see Namjoon walk behind and watch the video call

"Hi handsome" Aisha greets

"Hi" Namjoon waves and walks away with a book in his hand.

"You what?" I raise an eyebrow

"Is it yours?" Aisha pouts

"Of course not, mine is nicer" She smiles

"Did you manage to find your destined partner? What else haven't you told me? I'm already an aunt too?" Aisha speaks in surprise.

"Yes, not much has happened, you know I don't want children" I grimace.

"But if your partner wants to? Besides it would be nice to see little Y/N running around and coming to their aunt" We both laugh.

"Adopting is an option, and let's not keep talking about it, you'll be done with the semester soon right?" I ask

"boringoo, and yes, we should celebrate, I know what I want for a present" Aisha smiles mischievously

"What?"

"The guy I just passed with the book in his hands"

"I don't traffic people" I roll my eyes.

"But if you could, you would"

"Of course not"

I feel the doorbell ring, I look at Aisha, Jin comes down the stairs.

"Talk to you later" We say goodbye, I look at Jin leaning on the door blocking the entrance toTaehyung, I get up from the sofa.

"Jinnieeeeeee" I try to push Jin aside to let Taehyung in.

"Namjoon bring the stake!" Jin yells, I see Taehyung get nervous, I sneak into a small space and manage to hug Tae.

"Hello dear" Taehyung gives me a kiss on the head.

"So young man, let's go to the interrogation" Jin drags me back inside the house.

"Wait! I brought you something" Taehyung goes to his car, opens the car door taking out a bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolates. Jin gives space so we can talk better inside the house, Taehyung approaches me and hands me the things smiling.

"Thank you" I look at the bouquet, it contains daisies, and tulips.

"You're welcome-" Jin takes it to the sofa, Namjoon arrives with a stake.

"That's not necessary Jin" I mentioned putting the flowers in a vase, walking to the kitchen keeping the chocolates inside the refrigerator.

"I promise I'm not violent" Taehyung raises his hands in defense.

"What are your intentions?" Jin points the stake at him, Namjoon stands next to me.

"Is it normal for me to do that?" Namjoon asks.

"Well, as you may know, in my life I haven't had any steady partners, I literally haven't dated anyone" I shrug my shoulders

"So, it's your first time doing an interrogation?" Namjoon mentions, I nod"In a way, he's doing it right" We both laugh.

"I've finished the book" Namjoon smiles."That's good, are you reading a new one now?" I ask

"Yeah, under the same star" He nods.

"That one I read in high school, it made me cry" I pout as I see Jin saying a bunch of consequences to Taehyung if he lets me.

"Do you have a favorite book?" Namjoon asks.

"Not for now" I walk up to Jin touching his shoulder.

"I think I'm done now, but I'll keep an eye on him" Jin glares at him, thunder rumbles

"He won't do anything wrong, right?" I approach Taehyung to caress his head.

"I would never forgive myself"" Taehyung denies as he rests his head on my stomach.

"Well, can we eat?" I look at the clock, it's 12:30 and the rain is starting to come down

"I haven't made anything yet, if you want to make food with magic" Jin shrugs his shoulders.

"I promised to make lunch together" Taehyung looks at me.

"Did you bring any ingredients?" Jin looks at him.

"No, but-" Jin interrupts him.

"See? He didn't bring any" Jin frowns.

"But there you have ingredients, no problem" I mention.

I already missed this, got me thinking because I was waiting for my own actualization lol, this weekends was so crazy and stressed but anyway, thanks for the wait♡

(Love again is soo addict and complement the sven days📈)

Wordacount: 2,678k (too short i know😓)

All credits to coffeepurple_

[nezumithewriter]

one last delay for Come Take a Sail Among the Stars

i'm very ill rn and currently stuck in bed, so the fox will be released tomorrow instead of today

as compensation, below the cut is the first two parts of the story. Note that some pats may be changed tomorrow when i do final proofread

enjoy while my throat burns :D

03/18/24

Xx_LordofWar: has anyone else been seeing weird shit lately

ReadyPlayerThree3: weird how ?

Snow_Bunny: in general or

Xx_LordofWar: like a bunch of stuff’s been happening when im trying to sleep

Xx_LordofWar: i keep hearing giggling and stuff near my window

Snow_Bunny: Sounds like a ghost

ReadyPlayerThree3: who’s vengeful spirit did you disturb lord

Xx_LordofWar: i don’t think its a ghost??? If it is its a very non-confrontational and very bright one

ReadyPlayerThree3: dude i think someone’s just shining a flashlight at yourw indow

Xx_LordofWar: if it was you’d think i’d be able to see them run off but no it just disappears whenever i open the window

Snow_Bunny: think i’ve had the same things happening to me ngl

Snow_Bunny: think the same things but also if i leave food for them they leave a coin on my window

ReadyPlayerThree3: average nj night behavior

Xx_LordofWar: is this only happening in new jersey though?

ReadyPlayerThree3: idk i’m fine here in pa idk what’s going on in your garden state

Xx_LordofWar: Pennsylvania mention. opinion invalidated

Snow_Bunny: even the moon?

ReadyPlayerThree3: ??

Xx_LordofWar: oh yeah the moon’s weird too

Xx_LordofWar: there’s a weird shadow on it that kinda looks like a rabbit

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“Jeremy, how--” The red-hoodie-wearing boy paused for a moment, before continuing, “Jeremy, how did you get a 98 in Chemistry?”

The din of gossip, laughter, and chewing associated with lunchtime filled the air as two teenagers, Michael and Jeremy, sat at a lunch table right next to each other.

The former held the latter’s report card, squinting, with his lunch of negimaki sushi sitting on the table, uneaten (for now). “I think the last grade you got for Chemistry was 72, man.”

“I… I really don’t know myself..” Jeremy’s leg bounced up and down as he took his report card back, flipping it on the back to check if there were any other notes to indicate that this was a typo or giving an explanation (there weren’t any), “Maybe I did better on my test than I thought?”

“Don’t get me wrong, I’m proud of you, dude!” Michael smiled, “But you’re usually terrible at this kind of stuff. Is Ms. Rayburn being nice to you this time or--”

“Ms. Rayburn’s never nice to me. She hates me.” Jeremy folded the report card up again, placing it in his back jean pocket, “So it can’t be that. I haven’t even studied or anything... I just… I just..” Jeremy gestured to nothing with his hands, “Knew.”

“You just knew?” Michael nonchalantly pulled out his phone and googled something quick, “Well, then, pop quiz! Is PC1 with a little 3 on the end of it a…” He squinted, “ Is it a planar?”

“No?” Jeremy replied almost instantly, before blinking and holding his head in his hands, “That can’t possibly be right, right?”

Michael looked at the screen again, looking past the date at the top of his phone (March 24th) and tapping on the ‘no’ option of the chemistry practice website he found.

A small ding! sounded from his phone.

“God damn, you’re correct.” Michael confirmed. He leaned his head onto his free hand, looking at his phone and at Jeremy with curiosity, “Maybe you retained something from lectures afterall.”

“But we’re not even learning about planars in Chemistry!” Jeremy said aloud, loud enough to catch the eye of a couple passerby girls as he ran a hand through his hair, “How did I know that?”

“You’re a wizard, Harry.” Michael said cheekily.

“Not funny!” Jeremy playfully pushed Michael as the offending boy laughed loudly, “I don’t know what’s going on with me Michael!”

“Well… hm..” Michael calmed back down, humming for a moment in thought, “Whatever’s going on, it’s helping you through Chemistry, which is good. But it’s making you freak out, so that’s not so good.” He absentmindedly brought the straw of his slushie to his lips, before deciding, “How about we figure this out later and celebrate for now? Hooray! Some force beyond our comprehension is helping you get good grades!”

“Not exactly the answer I was hoping for.” Jeremy poked at his food with a plastic fork, “But I guess we have no choice. Maybe the universe is finally owing me one.”

“And it’s only a couple weeks late for your 17th birthday!” Michael joked, before his eyes lit up, “Let’s do something to celebrate!” He said, “You, me, my basement?”

“School grades aren’t exactly something to get high over, Michael.” Jeremy said, yawning a little.

“Fine fine… then how about some Apocalypse of the Damned with my best friend instead?” Michael wrapped an arm around Jeremy, bringing him close, “If we beat Level 9, then we get high. That way we aren’t doing it because of school.”

“Fine, fine!” Jeremy laughed along with him, “The school wouldn’t like us doing it anyway cause say no to drugs and all that.”

“I think I still have that D.A.R.E. pencil from like three years ago.” Michael mused.

“Isn’t that ironic.” Jeremy replied.

“Yeah, especially since I use it to mark my weed edible bags.”

“No you don’t!” Jeremy playfully nudged Michael in the shoulder as the two of them laughed, forgetting about the strangeness Jeremy had been experiencing altogether.

[wayfayrr]

I've been on a little bit of an oc spiral since bringing it up for Cloud's Masterlist - so here's a more formal introduction to parts of the background for my linksona Gwyn, I would love to talk about him if anyone is curious because I love him sm <3 and his lore here is vague to say the least on purpose

TYPE: LIVE COMBAT FEED PARTIES: Three [3]. One [1] Guardian-type, Class Hunter, designate Sif [S]; One [1] Guardian-type, Class Warlock, designate Mikto [M]; One [1] [REDACTED], designate undesignated [u] ASSOCIATIONS: The Vex, [REDACTED] //AUDIO UNAVAILABLE// //TRANSCRIPT FOLLOWS.../ [S:01] Why are we here again… like I know you said you wanted to investigate something but come on. Is being in a vex gate really worth it?

[M:01] Never would have thought I'd see the day where a hunter complained about an adventure. but - [S:02] HEY! [M:02] But anyway, there's been a signal detected that isn't human but close enough to be concerned that it's here. [M:03] We're going to find out the cause of it. [S:03] alright then. can you give me any more information? how long has the signal been here, Is it strong, weak, Can you tell how old they'd be? [M:04] About three years now, a medium strength just where it can be traced reliably, realistically I would have preferred to look into it far earlier but I've just been inundated with everything. [M:05] Wait why do you think that would be possible!?? [S:04] I don't know, I've seen it done before, You're the Warlock you tell me. [M:06] You are insufferable. [S:05] What was that Mr. asked me specifically to act as backup? [There is a period of silence while they track the cause of the signal.] [M:07] So if I was correct then whatever is causing this anomaly should be very close- [S:06] Mikto. It’s a kid. I don’t care about your plans anymore, we’re getting him out of here. [M:08] But what if it’s a - oh you’ve already gone. Great. [Radio silence] [S:07] … Kid are you alright? [u:01] I don’t - I… This isn’t - I… [S:08] Hey, it’s okay kiddo, I know you’ve probably been through a lot but you’re safe with us okay? We’ll help you out of here. [M:09] Sif. Be careful, this could all be an elaborate trap.  [S:09] You saw what they were doing. I Know the vex.  [S:10] It isn’t a trap. But we need to find out what they wanted with him. // END TRANSCRIPT

TYPE: POST DEBRIEF PARTIES: Two [2]. One [1] Guardian-type, Class Hunter, designate Sif [S]; One [1] Civilian-type, designate Link [L]; ASSOCIATIONS: [REDACTED] //AUDIO UNAVAILABLE// //TRANSCRIPT FOLLOWS.../ [S:01] Now that we're finally out of there, kiddo… how long were you trapped there? [L:01] I don't… I can't remember it all that clearly…I think about three years?  [L:02] I shouldn't be here, What's happening to Hyrule since I'm not there to defeat Ganondorf (he trails off into panicked rambling that is unable to be transcripted.) [S:02] Kid. breathe, I don't know why exactly you're so panicked but you don't have to do anything alone. We'll help you get back alright? [S:03] Let’s start off with a different question, what’s your name? [L:03] Link. [L:04] My name is Link. // END TRANSCRIPT

TYPE: TRANSCRIPT PARTIES: Two [2]. One [1] Guardian-type, Class Warlock, designate Mikto [M]; One [1] Civilian-type, designate Link [L]; ASSOCIATIONS: Sif; [REDACTED]; Ikora rey; Braytech //AUDIO UNAVAILABLE// //TRANSCRIPT FOLLOWS.../ [M:01] Is there any reason you came to my study? not that I don't enjoy your company but, well. [M:02] It's not the safest for mortals to be around Warlock research. [L:01] Sif said that you're only studying pre-golden age books right now so I should be fine, and I wanted to ask you a question. [M:03] What did you want to ask then Ace? [L:02] Have you gotten any closer to finding my world? I’m just worried about what’s happening there, I was told so many times I was the only one who could save everyone. That it all fell to me in the end. I’m worried about home.  [M:04] It’s hard to say exactly, in some places we’re closer to it, in others we’re further away from finding it. I promise you though that we’ll help you get home at some point. [M:05] You shouldn’t have been the only one you know. I’m not sure how your culture works exactly, I know you’ve mentioned you’re [REDACTED] but you don’t talk about it all. You should never have had to fight alone though. With what you have mentioned you were only twelve when you started.  [L:03] I… I yeah I was twelve. I just wanted to save my home. Even when people weren’t the nicest. I didn’t. After living here, I don’t know if I can go back to living there after seeing how everyone is here. [M:06] If you want you could always stay here afterwards? We can go and help your place of origin then you could live here with Sif and me. She already sees you as her younger brother and honestly so do I. [L:04] Thank you. I think I’ll give that some thought. [M:07] Do whatever you think is best for you Ace. //END TRANSCRIPT

TYPE: CANDIDATE SCAN [CONTINGENCY-LINKED] PARTIES: One [1]. One [1] Ghost-type, designate undesignated [u] ASSOCIATIONS: First Light; Eliksni //AUDIO UNAVAILABLE// //TRANSCRIPT FOLLOWS…/ [u:01] Is it possible? [u:02] There you are! [u:03] Poor thing, I can’t imagine what happened here to you. The Fallen in the area must have had something to do with it though. [u:04] Your DNA isn’t exactly human, hopefully it won’t interfere with bringing you back. I've heard stories from other ghosts where things happen to their guardians or they have to be quarantined because they've accidentally brought someone back with an ancient disease, I have a feeling you won't be like that though. call it trust. [u:05] Eyes up guardian. //END TRANSCRIPT 

[blindrapture]

TUESDAY JULY 12TH, 2011 (Grimaldi's Mad Language)

1:30 AM Donnie wants to stop for sleep. Personally, I want to keep driving, so I suggested she try to get some sleep in the car. I think she meant for us to both rest in bed together, but. I just have to keep driving.

1:54 AM That road sign said Oak Ridge, TN. I realize that, aside from ‘north,’ I’m really not all that sure where I’m going. It was foolish of me, but at least it seems to be sending us through Tennessee. That's progress of a kind.

2:03 AM Car needs gas. Maybe I need a new map too.

2:10 AM Found a little gas station. Lights still on and everything!

2:12 AM Now how the hell do you refill a gas tank. You just plug it in, right?

2:16 AM Yeah, nothing’s happening. Okay, what might be wrong. Let’s see.

2:17 AM Yeah, no, it’s plugged in and everything. The lights at the gas station are on. ..oh, but the pump isn’t on. Duh. Right, how do you turn a pump on?

2:18 AM I was kinda half-expecting there to be some “ON” switch on it. But no. Okay, uh… maybe it’s inside the actual station?

2:20 AM Hello? Why’d I say that, nobody’s in here HELLO PERSON WHO MUST BE CORRELATED WITH MURPHY’S LAW Please put that gun down! I’m only passing through! I’m human! Yes, gun, down, please! I only have a guitar controller on me! Thank you. Hello.

2:35 AM The woman’s name was Maria. She’s seen her entire family and everyone she’s ever known dragged out of their beds, and she was surprised to find another human out here. After talking for a while, I figured out that the thing that took her loved ones was the Masked Massacrer. ..well, a Masked Massacrer. There seem to be multiple of the things, after all. So I told her about the two I’ve encountered. I promised her that these things are killable. I told her, in the end, everything will be okay. Rapture won’t come. ..not on my watch. So she asked me who I was. I said “I’m the one who’s gonna save the fucking world.” Then I grabbed a sausage roll and walked out of there. It would have been really badass had I turned the gas pump on before I left. Had to go back in and ask how to turn it on.

2:40 AM Okay, we’re back on the road. Map says I’m close to Kentucky, just gotta stay on the I-75. Gotcha.

3:32 AM …oh god I almost fell asleep at the wheel. That would be a sucky way to die in the middle of the apocalypse. Fuck it, I’m pulling over at the next town.

3:41 AM Newcomb. Map says I’m juuust south of the Kentucky border. Good enough for me.

3:43 AM I don’t want to tell Donnie to get up just to go to some sleazy motel to go to sleep again. But I don’t want to leave her in here, sleeping alone. …I’ll sleep in here with her. :3

1:29 PM ..woke up and Donnie’s gone. o___o;; Calm down, Jordan. She’s probably just taking a walk or looking for a bathroom or something. Right?

1:44 PM ..okay, I’ll.. take a little walk, myself. Not looking for her or anything. She’s not missing. I need to stretch my legs. Check out Newcomb.

1:50 PM This place is as “Typical American quiet town” as it gets. This town’s, like.. one long street with the occasional neighborhood off the side. The buildings are plain and built for the summer, and if I had to be blunt about it, this looks like the kind of town I’d expect to read about in a Stephen King novel. The protagonist would drive in, meet the people, and then be quietly killed. …probably not what I want to think about in these circumstances.

2:02 PM Donnie? Shit, what are you doing in this totally abandoned buildingwith those suited men hiding behind you deep inside this rabbit hole? a voice speaks to me...

2:0000008 PM 85 minutes later I just don’t understand. "An abusive son denying the damage he has caused to all he has loved." Now wait a minute, man! "Be afraid. You get what you deserve." But I don’t, I can’t. That’s not fair to say. "We musicians have to look out for each other." "The stream of thought lies in you still." "Or is it a deluge?" But I’ve moved on. "Put the stream to sleep." What are you trying to prove? "You are always a living contradiction of all you love." I’m my own person. "Take a trip."

2304:$0229 PM And then she snatched my neck with both hands and would not let go. "The mirror would not meet your eyes for a week." The only person who didn’t hate me

29330404jf593red49ed4d: 49e023ed-c t44ewd PM Please leave me be. "How much would you give?" I’d.. I’d throw myself into Rapture. "How much would you give to be loved?" I'd give myself to the Rapture. "If only that would solve our problems..." "Heh.""If only..."

234405983113444:4444444444444444444 PM Just make it quick. Kill me. Do something. "Kill you?" "So you can enjoy the feel of the wind on your grey matter under your skull?" "Feel the cold air..." "From musician to musician, are we really the enemy you despise?" "Are we really the target of your vocal artillery?" "The warfare is with the cause." "The correlation of fear begins with the red, free of mind." "And the correlation of gods belongs with the blue, free of heart." Please, just. What do you want? "You are on your hands and knees just from some words." "And some senses in your brain." You're not making sense… "You talk to us of sense? You do not know of sense." "After all, tell us your story. Tell it to the world. Tell it to every survivor who happens upon this journal years after your bones are dust." "Or tell it to those watching from beyond the topographic ocean, screaming at you from behind their glass windows. Tell it to them. Scream your music to the nomads of abstract reality." "It is all you do. You tell your story, you are going to tell your story, you are going to turn your experiences into a story. Where is the sense in that?" "We have been to corners of reality alien to those alien to you. We have served the ancients and created the future. We have found what is consistent, what is true. We know that will, and only will, is reality. Vibration is truth. Heat, movement, vision, electricity, mass, sound is vibration. It is not the contents of your speech, but that you speak, which manifests reality. What use is semantic but as a game of winners and losers? What is this preoccupation of yours with story?" "I wonder..." "We wonder!" "I do wonder…" "We, we are one. You and us. We are the musicians, you included, Rael." "It's something about character…" "..yes, Seppo. Character. Character is the flaw that his preoccupation with story brings. His character is laid bare, readable, exploitable." "It's something about…" "Seppo." "Right. Character is exploitable. Character is.. manipulable. Character is... writable." "You cannot outrun character. You cannot outrun its beating, slamming, hurting." "Romans in the coliseum." "Free admission to the greatest show known to man, to beast, to god." "To god and beyond." "To god and beyond!" "Muse of hatred shouts, free of the mountains, indeed." It never stops. "It never stops." "We never stop." "And you never stop, because you did not start. We started you, in a big bang of noise." "Do you want to see?"

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9:29 PM Donnie is shaking me. We're in the car. Still in the car. What did I do this time? She’s trying to wake me up. Of course, I was sleeping on the fucking job. I’m sorry, Donnie. No, it’s okay, it’s really my fault. I’m sorry. I’ll do better this time. I’ll get us out of here. Where were we going? Kentucky? Right.

11:49 PM Language of the mad.

(Attached: "Their existence as a pair had to be discovered. Before, they were given singular names, such as Ptah, Phanes, Seppo Ilmarinen, and Shamash, though now the two have each claimed these names. One is Ptah and the other is Phanes. One is Seppo and the other is Shamash. These are all, of course, names of gods. The rise in parlance and rumor of a 'Grimaldi,' now seen as a mere supernatural being, is flaky to trace, but this will have been where the pair got their current attire. And, of course, only one of the two is actually Grimaldi. I went to the birth of the Earth once, me and the Devil. I told that story already. Well, later I went further and witnessed the Big Bang. It was not an event like the birth of a King. The Big Bang happened to each and every one of us, and each and every one of us happened to the Big Bang. It's still happening right now, as you read these words. You are the echoes of that progenitive scalar, that constant creative fire expanding as space. Grimaldi was the one who spoke that scalar. I saw, with my unseeing eyes. He wasn't even a 'he' then, he had not settled on a universal form, he was the closest a Musician has come to standing outside the Totality of existence. There was just this.. decision. For time to proceed forward, in the positive direction on the W axis. And only forward, only towards that pole idealized as 'entropy.' But of course, entropy is an illusion, a lie-to-children, as you will see eventually. All that matters to my note here, all that matters to the log you just read, is that there was a force drifting between universes, scouting out a new refuge on the run from the Origin, whose very presence triggered the entropic march of time that we call Our Universe. And his name, as he settled into his new clothes of Mass and adjusted to the language of Cause-And-Effect, well, his name was Ericapeus long before he was Grimaldi. His story is not mine to observe. Heisenberg proved that. Grimaldi does not like to exist. He likes to not exist, but an equal and opposing force keeps bringing him back, and we call that force Ptah but he calls himself Seppo Ilmarinen. Following?")

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Rouge ⟡ Love Wrapped in Ribbons of Gratitude (02)

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“Because They’re Family”

That afternoon— In order to smoothly make our way around town, we decide to split into pairs.

Rouge: ...Our random draw determines that—

Rouge: —me and Emma-chan will be together, and Cyrus and Emilio will be the other pair~!

Emilio & Cyrus: Oh... / ......

Rouge: So! I’m in your hands, Princess Emma ♪

Emma: P-Please don’t make fun of me by calling me “princess”.

Rouge: I’m not making fun of you, I swear.

Rouge: I’ve told you this over and over, haven’t I? You’re absolutely gorgeous, just like a real princess.

Emma: ......!

Rouge: Alright, guys! As the honorable preachers, we’ve gotta keep up the spirit for our afternoon run!

Emma: You weren’t here for the morning run, though.

Rouge: Let’s forget about that, Emma-chan!

Cyrus: ..........Ready, Emilio?

Emilio: ..........Yeah. We’ll put up announcements in the square.

(Cyrus and Emilio exit)

Emma: (I wonder if they’ll be okay... Cyrus-san and Emilio-san... There’s definitely some distance between them.)

Rouge: Man, “family” sure is a complicated thing, huh?

Emma: Huh?

Rouge: I heard that they’re twins. But being related doesn’t mean you’re bound to be best buds.

Rouge: Things can get especially messy when you’re close like that.

Emma: (So Rouge-san has picked up on it too.)

↪ Maybe so. (Moon +4)

Emma: Maybe so. Rouge: Are you worried about them? Emma: Yes... It might be none of my business, but I am a little. Rouge: Caring too much is one of your best qualities! Rouge: There are people like that, after all. Maybe you’ll be the link that binds them.

↪ You’re very observant. (Sun +4)

Emma: You’re very observant for someone who just met them. Rouge: Ahaha. It would take a fool not to notice that. Rouge: But... it doesn’t seem like they hate or loathe each other. Rouge: I think they’re still okay, for now. Emma: “For now”...?

Though barely noticeable, Rouge-san’s voice is tinged with heartache.

My gaze lingers on him before I can catch myself. But he sends back a gentle smile, melting away any unease I have.

Rouge: Okay, okay, let’s get a move on! I’ll escort you, Emma-chan.

Emma: Escort?

Rouge: ’Cause we’re the prince and princess! We can’t be strangers, right? Even better, let’s be lovebirds~

Emma: ...Hehe. I’m not confident about being lovebirds, but you’re right.

He offers his arm, I take it, and we walk together side-by-side.

Emma: Speaking of Love Day, are you going to give presents to anyone?

Rouge: Good question~ I think I’ll be giving lots of things to all the Moon Wanderers, alongside my daily inconvenience fees.

Rouge: You’ve gotta up your game or they’ll really get rid of you someday, right?

Emma: I’m sure they wouldn’t do that... But in that case, I want to give them all something this year, too.

Rouge: Good idea! I bet they’ll cry tears of joy.

Emma: Oh, you’re stretching it. Ah, of course I’ll get you something too.

Rouge: ...Mm.

Rouge: Thanks, Emma-chan.

Emma: (...Rouge-san?)

Rouge: What do you want in return? Wine? Liqueur? Or maybe you like a strong brandy every now and then?

Emma: Isn’t that all alcohol? Sounds like you just want a drink.

Rouge: No, of course n—maybe a little?

Emma: Thought so.

Rouge: But but, the point is to do it with you ♪

He looks the same as ever with that hearty grin, but...

Emma: (Was I just... imagining that a second ago?)

Just for a moment, he let a complicated smile slip, and it’s tugging at my heart.

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[marithlizard]

I liked “Exes and Ohs” much better than “Seeing Stars”, even though I have a few complaints about the plot; it feels like season two is starting to hit its stride. We needed to put Stolas and his relationship with Blitzo on the back burner for a bit and get some time with the imps. 

Live reaction-notes:

- The backgrounds of the IMP office raise so many questions.  Blitzo why did you make a transphobic horse OC?   How did you get a bust of yourself made?

(Immediate theory:  A sinner who was a sculptor in life offered to make it as part of their payment.  It makes sense that IMP would accept barter because sinners don't always have a lot of cash, especially when they're new.  That would explain why we see new art around the office all the time.)  

- Moxxie. My dude.  MOXXIE. Loona does not think you are fat.  She just knows it upsets you.  There is no way you can logically disprove her bullying. Do not let her stress you into an eating disorder or keep you from enjoying food.

- Millie WTF?  Did a human beat you in combat?  That hasn't happened since back in episode 1.  I want to know what has you so mad but I'm also now invested in the relationship drama going on over on that whiteboard.  King Slut is going to get what's coming to him and Blue Cheese needs better taste in side hoes.

- Wouldn't it be funny if Millie's ex was - Nahhhh.

- What are those photos spilling out of the filing cabinet?  Does IMP have a sideline in PI-style snooping?  Is that...normal for furry cosplay sex?    

-Oh, it's just Blitzo's porn stash.  I'm sure Stolas would be into using those costumes and quite possibly they have, but I don't really wanna imagine it. But I do want to imagine M&M  trying to alphabetize the collection.

- As most of us guessed,  IMP was a regular hell-side hitman outfit before they got the book.  It's interesting that Blitzo doesn't seem interested in taking local jobs anymore.  Surely they could use the money.  

- C for Crimson on the driver's cap, but no recognition on Moxxie's face yet.  And we're goin'  back to the Greed ring!    (Moxxie said he was raised in Wrath, though, I thought. So he lies about his past.)

- Blitzo is still obsessing about M&M, but he's gone several episodes now without a single abusive rant at Moxxie. He is seriously trying to do better after "Truth Seekers".  

- Loona really doesn't belong at this company, does she.   Nobody acknowledged her existence except Moxxie this whole episode.  I hope we see her find a place that suits her better soon.

- "Elevator Hangar 03".  So even flights between Rings take the elevators. That suggests helicopters are what gets used, rather than planes that can't hover.

- Fizzarolli's adult clown look was modeled after Mammon, wasn't it?  

- Uhh..is that demonstrative violence, or is it actually pretty hard to permanently kill an imp?  Hmmmmmmm.

- You might wanna ask questions when the guy who was raised here has an immediate panic attack and starts yelling "No no no" as soon as you arrive, guys?  Blitzo, how have you lived this long being this vulnerable to flattery and this unable to recognize danger signals?

- All the trophies on the walls reminding us of the murder family.  (Are those little hearts between the succubus wings the ends of their tails?) Blitzo's "please do not ask me details about my lucrative circus career" expression.

- WHAT? CALLED IT I CALLED IT OMG  wow he's an idiot he's just stepped in the door and I want him dead already.  Did you just say "two big sex reunions"?  Excuse me those claws do not look practical even if most demons are into pain play. If you were really a sex god you’d have a couple of them trimmed all the way down.

- Blitzo erupting in jealousy.  Yes, there's someone who's fucked both of them and it was not you.  At least you haven't also slept with Chaz (although I am putting that down to chance and not any kind of good taste on your part).  

- Huge-eyed baby Moxxie!  Mom in shadow, what is she holding? flowers?  Blitzo how can you possibly be this slow on the uptake?

- I am distracted from the cute grenade moment by the aesthetic atrocity that is Chaz's tail.  What. How do you put on pants.      It does seem to have been an actual relationship, though, or at least a fling.    Moxxie get that nostalgic smile off your face oh my GOD that wasn't nostalgia.

- "Draw me like one of your French imps", huh?  oh. Oh dear.  Millie is 1000% better than this dirtbag in every possible way, why are you regretting him at all?

- HI BLITZO! Huh, they let him keep his boots in jail.  Loona surely does not have a babysitter. Was he that overprotective?  Or was he bullshitting? If so, it worked, you can see Moxxie’s face change at the idea of this guy as a loving dad. (Which he is! It just...works better if people imagine Loona is a young kid.)

- I thought that might be what Moxxie sees in Blitzo.  Someone who gave him a way out of his old life, someone who's proven trustworthy despite his flaws. Not quite sure how to interpret Blitzo's expression on hearing this.   A mixture of touched and regretful?

- Yeah, you fuck him up, MillWHOA that is a level of rage I did not expect.  What did Chaz do to HER?  

- PFFT  Blitzo reverses it because "horseless friendfucker" is what Chaz is as far as he's concerned.  

- Is Blitzo thinking:  I don't talk about my dick like that.  Do I? Please tell me I'm not this fucking obnoxious.   Oh god keep this guy FAR away from Stolas.

- What the FUCK, Crimson.  Homophobia, contempt, abuse, you're clearly the whole package, but you redecorated with neon dicks to insult your son?

- At least someone's happy.

- We're consistently not seeing mom's face and it is weirding me out.  ohno.  Not hard to tell where this is going.  oh NO.  

- Moxxie's tenderheartedness in "Murder Family" isn't so funny anymore is it.  Burn the fucking mansion down, Moxxie.  Millie will help and I doubt Blitzo will be opposed.   I didn't see them confiscate your phones, so text  them.

- Chaz you are making Blitzo look modest and tasteful.

- I completely forgot we hadn't had a musical number yet.  Can we - can we skip it this once?

- BLITZO

- Did he just say "chill the fuck out?" Is he not having fun over there because I really hope he is not.  I hope this is the worst lay of your life, Blitzo.

- Well, he doesn't look like he had fun.  At all.  Was this a ploy?  No, he’s just an opportunistic chaos gremlin.

- Uh. Moxxie I admire your spine here, but not your brains. How are you going to keep him from cutting bits off Millie until you give in?  I certainly hope you did something useful with that phone earlier.  (Spoiler: He did not.)  

- Oh! Blitzo's feet are just shaped like heeled boots.  Wacky.

- Now THAT'S more the musical number I wanted.  

- Millie. 10/10 no notes.  Perfection.   I'm not even gonna ask how they had enough time to repaint the banner and retrieve Blitzo's clothes (you know he'll be back in his own coat next episode).  

[xxx-inhibitionless-xxx]

What A Week.. Chapter 03 : Day Two ( Brian & Aaron’s Morning )

The next morning, I was awakened by Aaron shaking me, telling me to wake up. Come on Bri, wake up, we’ve got to go.

 What time is it, I moaned, I’m still tired.

 I know you’re tired, we were up all night tied naked to a gate at the mall, jacking each other off in the mall parking lot, riding home naked with Jason Wetherby’s frat brothers, then jacking each other off again once we got here, Aaron recounted. I guess we fell asleep, my parents are already gone, Matt’s gone too but he left a note. I guess he filled them in on what happened and headed home to finish getting ready. They must have thought the alarm would get us up in time to get to school.

 Wait, what, I asked, finally coming to my senses, what time is it ? It’s time, he paused as he looked at something out the window, to catch the bus that just left our stop and took off.

Oh great, now what are we going to do, I asked.

 It was a moment before Aaron replied, well, since we’ve already missed the bus, we could play hooky and explore a bit more of the teenage boy hormones we enjoyed last night.

 I started getting hard again just thinking about the possibilities, I was excited and afraid, the three of us had been naked around each other plenty of times, we’d jerked off in front of each other, jerked each other off a couple times, but never really explored anything beyond normal teenage boy experimentations. I…, I… don’t know Aaron, we should get to school, I stammered out meekly.

 Aaron recognized the quiver in my voice, he knew me too well, you want to, you know you do, you enjoyed what we did as much as I did, didn’t you ?

 He really knew me too well, yeah, I admitted embarrassingly, I think I did.

 I knew it, Aaron said with excitement, I’m pretty sure Matt did too, we should have done more way sooner, said Aaron, as he rummaged through his drawers looking for something. We’ll just have to make up for lost time, he continued to say, as he pulled out a pair of padded hand-cuffs.

 What in the world are those, I asked, where’d you get them, how long have you had those, have you ever used them ? I bombarded him with questions.

 I’ve had them awhile, he said, Zach got them for me. Zach was Aaron’s older brother who was away at college. I’ve been too afraid to do too much with them, Aaron said looking at me, until now. Come on, this will be fun, he pleaded, looking at me with those wonderful green eyes.

 I can’t believe we’re going to do this, I said, the waiver in my voice belied by my now raging dick nearly busting out of my sleeping boxers.

 Come on, lose the boxers, little Brian wants to get started.

 For some reason, it was decided that I would get to try the cuffs first. I was still a bit hesitant, so Aaron secured them around my wrists with my hands to the front. How do they feel, he asked, testing them to make sure they were locked and taking the opportunity to feel me up as he grabbed my dick. A jolt of excitement shot through me as he did, seeing that I enjoyed it, he gave it a few tugs, guess it feels pretty good, huh ?

 Oh yes, I moaned, jerk it, jerk me off, make me cum. Enjoying his new found power, Aaron decide to prolong my agony. First, you need to go grab some whip cream from the fridge.

 What, I exclaimed, downstairs, in the kitchen ? I’m naked Aaron, with handcuffs on.

 I know, hurry up, no one is home, you’ll be fine, and keep your hands off your dick or I’ll hook them behind you.

 You are just plain evil, you know that ?

 Yup, now move it, he smirked, patting my butt, shoving me out of his bedroom.

I can’t believe this, I said to myself, I was too excited too care, though, raging boner pointing the way, leading me too whatever it would take to get Aaron to finish what he started and satisfy the desire to get off. I made my way down the hall to the stairs, Aaron looking on from his bedroom doorway, making shooing motions with one hand while jerking his hard rod with the other. My own dick jumped at the sight and washed away even more inhibition as I started down the stairs to the kitchen.

 Knowing no one was home didn’t help any as I still went slowly, peeking around every corner before moving on to make sure the coast was clear. At the foot of the stairs, making sure the living room was empty, through the living room, check the dining room, finally getting to the kitchen.

I heard Aaron shout from upstairs, hurry up, what’s taking so long. I went over to the refrigerator and began looking for the whip cream when I heard something. My heart froze, it sounded like the front door. It couldn’t be, everyone was gone, no one should be home, but I heard voices and the definite sound of a key opening the door !

 I was in a panic, the only way back upstairs was through the living room and past the front door ! I looked around trying to find somewhere to hide, something to cover up with. The dining room would be visible from the door so that was out, the only other place to go was the laundry area and the back door.

 I headed for the laundry area to hopefully hide there when I heard the distinct sound of Aaron’s Mom’s voice yelling at Steven, Aaron’s little brother, to grab his pack from the laundry area. The same laundry area I was currently trying to hide in, naked, with handcuffs on.

I couldn’t let him find me like this so I decided to step out the back door and hide in the backyard. Aaron’s backyard had a high wooden fence surrounding it, that should be enough cover so the neighbors wouldn’t see me, I can leave the backdoor open just a crack to make sure I can get back in, let Steven grab his pack so they could leave, then I can get back upstairs, get dressed and never do anything this risky again.

 I quietly opened the backdoor, snuck out, closed it as close as I could and hunkered down waiting. It was only seconds before more panic set in and I decided that I needed more cover. What if Steven happened to just look out the backdoor window, he’d see me for sure.

 Aaron’s Dad’s pick-up was still here, backed up into the driveway. If I could get to it, I could hide under the bed cover long enough for Aaron’s Mom and brother to finish what they were doing and leave so I could get back inside. There was just a small distance between the house and the truck that was not covered by the fence that could be seen from the road but I’d have to risk it. I practically leapt the few feet to the truck, opened the rear gate and climbed into the bed under the bed lid.

Steven came through the kitchen, around the corner to the laundry room, grabbed his pack, but then noticed the back door was ajar. Taking a quick peek out, he shut it and latched the deadbolt before heading back to his mom. Meanwhile, Aaron was upstairs slowly working his dick, not wanting to cum before Brian got back.

 Aaron had been interested sexually with his friends since their very first escapades. He had always been afraid, though, that they would never accept his advances and he’d lose the best friends he’d ever had. Now, after the events of the last 24 hours, he was regretting never making a move. We’re going to make up for lost time, he said to himself, waiting in lustful agony.

 What was taking Brian so long, he wondered, hurry up he hollered down to his friend. Would they still be just friends after this, he wondered, would they or could they become something more ? He got even harder thinking about the possibilities. Oh my god come on, pent up with sexual frustration, he grabbed his favorite hockey jersey of his brother Zach’s, it was large for him, hanging down to his knees but it made a great nightshirt, plus it made him feel close to his older brother.

 Heading downstairs after Brian, distracted by thoughts of what he and Brian were going to do, Aaron did not hear his mother and little brother come home. He rounded the corner coming into the living room to find himself face to face with his mother.

 Mom, exclaimed Aaron, what are you doing home ? Found my pack Mom, said Steven, coming from the dining room, hey Aaron. Aaron’s eyes went wide as he realized that Steven had come through the kitchen and dining room from the laundry room, which meant where was Brian ? Aaron’s mother brought his attention back, what do you mean why am I home, what are you still doing here, you’re supposed to be at school.

Um, um, Aaron started to stammer but recovered quickly, after Matt left, he began, Brian and I woke up late and missed the bus so he went home to get his Mom’s car to drive us, I was just coming down to meet him.

 What have I told you about staying out late on a school night, his mother said exasperated, well, just call him and tell him to go on to school, your brother and I will drop you off on our way.

 That’s okay mom, I’ll wait for Brian.

 Go get in the truck Steven, I said we will drop you off, she addressed Aaron, now grab your pack and get in the truck, you can call Brian on the way, I am already late.

 But mom, implored Aaron.

 Now, mister, I will not tell you again, where is your pack ?

 I left it at school.

 Then let’s go, now.

 But mom, Aaron tried once again.

 Aaron Samuel get your flip flops on and get in the truck we are leaving now, she practically threw Aaron out the front door with barely enough time for him to grab his flip flops from the shoe matt by the door.

Stepping barefoot onto the front step brought a sudden sense of doom and sheer panic to Aaron as he just now realized that beside the flip flops he just grabbed the only other thing he was wearing was his brother’s hockey jersey ! Mom, wait, I have to go back in, he pleaded.

 Get in the truck, we do not have time for this, said his mother. Aaron had no choice, the wrath he would face from his angry mother paled in comparison to anything else, so reluctantly and ever so carefully, he piled into his father’s pick-up, his mother got in the driver’s side while Steven was sandwiched in the middle.

 I cannot believe any of you, said their mother, are all the men in this family just idiots ? Steven left his pack, you miss the bus, and your father decides that he wants to take my car to the shop. I guess it worked out though, since we got everything taken care of all in one shot, except for running behind schedule.

Aaron couldn’t focus on anything his mother was saying, being more obsessed with the fact that he was sitting there next to his mother and younger brother practically naked, with nothing on other than an oversized hockey jersey and a pair of flip flops !

 Worse, yet, that meant Brian was still in the house, completely naked and handcuffed ! Aaron hoped Brian had found a hiding place and would be okay until he managed to get home after school. Aaron shuddered at the thought because of the implications that brought forth.

 Aaron was to the point of total panic at not only having to sit here in the truck nearly naked, the fact that he was headed to school to be dropped off and would have to manage an entire day at school with nothing on under his brother’s hockey jersey but he’d have to ride the bus home after school ! Aaron had never wished to die more than right now. Brian may be handcuffed and totally naked but at least he was safe at his house, Aaron thought, completely envious of his friend.

 He didn’t know it at the time, but I was not safe at his house, I was in fact right behind them in the bed of the truck hiding under the cover lid ! Sheer terror does not even begin to describe what I was feeling right now.

 I had snuck out the backdoor of Aaron’s house when I heard his mom and brother come home and then hid in the truck thinking I would be safe there until they left. Imagine my surprise when I felt the truck doors open and close and the truck start up ! I could not believe what was happening.

 I was totally naked and handcuffed and now being taken on a joy ride to who knows where. What in the world was I going to do ? Where were we going ? What if someone opens the back of the truck and finds me here ? My mind was racing, and now to make matters worse, I had to pee.

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📸 [230513] 12:00 AM

I listen to this song before I go to bed

Right, today [I listen to DAY6] hyungs’ song all day long (12:03 AM)

[You said] Oh Seungmin's face is unreal today?? ㅋㄱㅋㄱㅋㅋㅋㅋ (laughing) I liked it a lot, too (12:05 AM)

I hope my face stays like this Work hard*, Oh Seungmin’s face [so] in the 100th day* it would be better (12:07 AM)

📝*He made a pun or a joke by saying 열일 (yeol-il) and 백일 (baek-il) 열일 (yeol-il) = 10th day, also means “work hard” 백일 (baek-il) = 100th day

I’m curious about something (12:10 AM)

When you come to the fan signing event [it is] not about the 1:1 forking* [but] when we spend time together at the end, what kind of?? what do you want to see the most?? not “forking” but “talking” ㅋㅋㅋㅋ (12:12 AM)

📝*He made a typo and corrected it himself

When I monitor [how] our sunbaenims and other artists in our agency [do] They dance and stuff and honestly since we’re a band, there’s no dance or so [I wonder] what kind of things do Lainz want to see I always have it on mind (12:13 AM)

What is it, we cannot just do stuffs with the items they prepared that day, no? I feel bad for the people who came to see us because I want to make it fun for you [then] it’s always a concern [for me] Now that we’ve gained some experiences we’re still a little over a year old ㅋㅋㄱㅋㄱㅋㅋ (laughing) (12:19 AM)

It's nice just to see your face and because you like us the way we are I really truly thank you sososososo much Well, it’s just We want to be better and nicer to you, to the people who love me [and] as a form of gratitude for loving and supporting us That’s why [if] I can’t remember well I don’t feel good I wish I could remember (12:23 AM)

That’s true I keep every moment with everyone though it’s sad that I can’t remember every story in detail when I meet the person again it feels so precious, I like it (12:26 AM)

You may think I’m a kind of person who ‘is a good planner’ and ‘takes care of himself a lot’ I am not a good planner as well as you thought and I forget things and miss things more than I thought So, please understand.. 💜 You need to know that I’ve never done anything without putting all my heart (cutely) (12:29 AM)

Also it’s never because someone said something [to me], so don’t worry It’s just to give a feedback to myself (12:33 AM)

Ey, what burden I’m happy don’t worry It’s not a burden but a concern in order to express my heartfelt happiness more I love you (12:37 AM)

Having this conversation, I feel bad to people who couldn’t come to the fan signing event haha Fan signing event is not only the way to express how you feel Let’s meet to have another way (12:41 AM)

No, you cannot meet [me] in person~ ㅋㅋㅋㄱㅋㅋㅋㅋ (laughing) (12:43 AM)

That’s really 100% a serendipitous Please only DM us for inquiries *sorry emoji* I’m sorry, the last one, I don’t do it on purpose ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ (12:45 AM)

Oh-ho ttaek! (12:46 AM)

Name? Just, [choose] what you like I’m going to do anything [you like] (12:48 AM)

I’ve been thinking to use “oppa” but of course there are male fans so I won’t use that (12:50 AM)

Then, let’s be fair “Oppa” “Hyung” “Ya*” All [nicknames] are okay Oh “Ya” is not bad ㅋㅋㄱㅋㄱㅋㅋ (laughing) (12:51 AM)

📝*Ya means "dude" or "hey", an informal way to call someone.

My name is “Ya” ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ (laughing) Okie okie that’s a one-off (12:52 AM)

It’s a joke that was popular in the past (12:53 AM)

“Oh seungmin” is fair to everyone I will give you a chance to call me that in front of me I got a ‘feel’ today I’ll be back after getting ready to sleep w- w- [wait] just a little bit (12:54 AM)

I postponed and postponed it Now that I’m taking a shower just wait a little longer.. ㅋㅋㅋㅋ (12:56 AM)

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[l0svers]

watching that 90’s show *ੈ✩‧₊˚

episode 01

love that they kept the silly transitions ah!

also the writing is so good — it stays so true to the original

i love kitty & red so funny

THE KELSO KID AH!

screamed when michael and jackie showed up

i want a summer like this anyways

so hyped to keep watching

episode 02

not much happened lol

love that sherri is becoming friends with kitty

FEZ!

episode 03

the commercial !!

not them going to the mall to get leia her first kiss

they had no right giving jay that much rizz for that car scene with leia — also since when was he so smart

red & his massage chair lmao

episode 04

RAVEEEE

love all the references and repeated situations from the original show

why did they do leia dirty with her hair

also their rave outfits are kinda rough — love the purple skirt overalls tho

the friends reference feels outta pocket like we’re ross & rachel even together by that point of the show being on air?

episode 05

the ✨internet✨

ew creepy hot tub lady

red being scared about the computer haha

the sex phone call lmao

“the internet is just two demons yelling at each other”

i knew hot tub girl was gonna be an issue

episode 06

i LOVE gwen’s fit

SHE WAS 14?!?! WHAT

please i thought they were at least 15

“you’ve got twice the balls, act like it” — CRYING

the who 90210 but point place version is so funny

bob singing karaoke lol

THE CAR HE GAVE HER THE CAR!!

THEY KISSED!!

THE COPS!!

episode 07

criminal mastermind without the mind a kelso lol

tattoos, babies and DUI’s the unholy trinity — CRYING SHERRI IS SO RIGHT

OH NO KITTY GOT A TATTOO

it’s a cat haha

red teaching sherri to ride a bike

episode 08

red is SPEED

ski jump arms haha

NOT THE CROTCH GRAB LMAO

the moose

episode 09

not school starting soon :,(

uh oh bf vs bff time fight

“those kids are idiots”

“i like you” haha

training montage love

kitty wanting to be the school nurse so cute

her nurse nightmare woof

uh oh couple lost in the woods ft leo

love how they snuck into the country club iconic

leia giving nate water haha

not gwen being snappy — but we love the heart to heart between nate & leia

KITTY GOT THE JOB!!

awww good friendship hug thank god

kinda loving all of jay’s stupid graphic tees — like this green one with the wolves

oh no not a serious relationship talk jay, i knew it was inevitable but ahh

episode 10

OMG THE KELSO BURN IS BACK

them dancing so cute! love!

oh nate… buddy your timing so bad

uh oh the breakup talk

OH CHEEZE WIZZ IN THE PANTS

i can’t take jay seriously with all the cheese wizz on his shirt

the phone in the pot haha

not the chili’s lol

leia turning into red lol “dumbasses”

donna figuring out about the boyfriend being a kelso and about him in general

fez’s tiny pants lmao

“i have a tv in my bathroom BITCH” crying

oh fenton

THEY ALMOST KISSED :O

WHATTTT

my literal reaction was: they are not about to kiss right now right? WRONG Z

love the throwback circle

awww they’re signing the water tower!

“well i made that birch my bitch” thank you fenton for being iconic

THE AWKWARD

THEN JAY SHOWS UP

ahhhhhh

she’s gone *sobbing*

aw so glad it showed the film

other notes

i could not for the life of me tell why jay looked so familiar — then it dawned on me (no pun intended) that he was in nicky ricky dicky and dawn haha

overall i really like the show i think it’s fun and a great tribute to the original but the pacing was a little weird especially towards the beginning/middle it felt like it reached a good pace towards the end — part of this is def the episode limit but yeah

intrigued to see how next season goes

the whole nate thing is kinda random — like i understand them having the same outlook or whatever but they barely interacted throughout the season

honestly that is one of my complaints is that there were so many characters that i didn’t get attached to a whole lot of them or know much about them by the end

[dashboarddiaries]

Dashboard Diaries is a production of Atypical Artists, hosted by Lauren Shippen (@thelaurenshippen) and Cher McAnelly (@overchers). Our theme was composed by Lauren Shippen and mixed by Brandon Grugle. Art by Shae McMullin. Transcription by Laudable.

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Transcript under the cut!

[intro music]

Cher: Hello, Truthers! I’m Cher McAnelly, Head of Entertainment at Tumblr. And gullible human.

Lauren: And I’m Lauren Shippen, professional writer and Tumblr Detective. 

Cher: And this is Dashboard Diaries, a podcast for you – the folks who are in this internet bunker with us. We talk about what’s going on in our favorite hell site, get into what we like to call “tumbl-lore,” do fandom deep dives, and share the times when we’ve gone feral over a new ship.

So, we have quite a big episode today.

Lauren: We do.

Cher: I think ... actually, I think it aligns very well with the name of our first segment, “Dashboard Confessionals.” 

Lauren: That’s true! 

Cher: Because we’ll be talking about some Tumblr conspiracies and scandals today. So, before we dive in, do you have a Dashboard Confessional for us, Lauren?

[guitar riff]

Lauren: I do. I have another one from 2015, because now we’re into the first year that I had my current blog. And it is a post of the astrological signs as fan fiction clichés. So, Cher, what’s your sign?

Cher: I am a Taurus.

Lauren: I’m an Aries. We’re very close together. Yours is “Fake Pretend Relationship Turns Real.” Do you feel like that vibes with your Taurus energy?

Cher: Yes, 1000% it does. (laughs)

Lauren: Mine is “Misunderstanding Leading to Angst,” which I feel like is actually just my life. So, I feel very-

Cher: On brand.

Lauren: ... called out.

Cher: Why are these signs posts always so accurate? I just don’t ... they know us. I can’t ... yeah. 

Lauren: I’m not really a horoscope or an astrology person, but it’s one of those things that anytime you see a “Look at what your sign is” in this particular meme, it’s like you have to check. You have to see if it’s accurate.

Cher: Yeah, 100%. I know nothing of the other signs. Actually, I know that Aries is a fire sign. And that’s pretty much all I know about ... and the Gemini is the twins. And I think that’s pretty much ... Taurus are stubborn, which I think I am.

Lauren: I think Aries share that with Taurus.

Cher: Well, we have that in common. (laughs)

Lauren: Yeah. I do want to say, we will of course re-blog this to DashboardDiaries.Tumblr.com so you can see what fan fiction cliché you are. I do want to say my favorite is for Pieces which is, “A Character Eats Something Sexily.” Which is just such a specific fan fiction cliché.

Cher: It is truly so specific. Yeah, I was reading through trying to see which one my favorite one is and/or if there is anything that has actually happened to me. 

Lauren: Oh yeah? And what did you find?

Cher: Ooh, you know, “Meddling Friends Playing Matchmaker,” because I am absolutely a meddling friend who plays matchmaker. And you know what, Lauren? Two separate couples can thank me for their marriages. So ... 

Lauren: That’s pretty good. 

Cher: [crosstalk 00:03:19] but ...

Lauren: A pretty good count.

Cher: Right!? I think so as well. What about you? What’s your favorite?

Lauren: I think “Mutual Pining.” It’s so simple, it’s so effective. I love a mutual pining. 

Cher: Yep.

Lauren: Especially if it’s a slow burn, it’s just delicious. And that is a Sagittarius and the “Meddling Friends Play Matchmaker” is Virgo. So yeah, check out what your sign is and if it-

Cher: Oh yeah [crosstalk 00:03:41]

Lauren: ... matches with your favorite fan fiction cliché. Cher, what do you have from the archives this week?

Cher: I have a very fun little post that feels super on brand. I re-blogged it in 2018. And it’s a short but sweet text post. And I also thought again that the username fit really well for the theme today.

Lauren: Absolutely.

Cher: So, it’s from user: qonspiracytheorist who posted a confused florist and then they re-blogged themselves and replied, “What in carnation?”

Lauren: (laughs) So good. This is a very Cher McAnelly post. (laughs)

Cher: Honestly, wish I’d come up with it myself. My favorite one that ... there’s this joke that I always thought I came up with and as it turns out it’s just a really common one that many people see as very obvious.

Lauren: Incredible.

Cher: So, I will of course tell you right now Lauren ...

Lauren: Please.

Cher: What did the parents say to the melons that couldn’t get married?

Lauren: Hmm. I have no idea.

Cher: You can’t elope. 

Lauren: (laughs) How could I not see it, it was right there?

Cher: (laughs) 

Lauren: That’s pretty good. I like that a lot. 

Cher: Thank you very much. I will be here all week.

Lauren: I also really like this post because it shows ... I mean, we’ve talked about this so much, just the unique quality of Tumblr as a posting style. 

Cher: Yeah.

Lauren: And this is just set up and punch line, being able to do that with your own blog in a way that creates the rhythm of a set up and punch line, but the viewer is still sort of consuming it as one thing. Because obviously you could do this on Twitter as a tweet and a reply to the tweet, but-

Cher: Yeah.

Lauren: ... a tweet on a timeline you’re only going to see the first one, not the reply. I mean, this was back when Twitter worked. And you can have fun with that, too, but I love the set-up punch line of someone re-blogging their own post to tell a joke. It’s very good. (laughs)

Cher: It’s one of my favorite Tumblr things. Or when someone will post something about, I don’t know, a potato or whatever it is, and then user: potato responds ... 

Lauren: Yes.

(laughter)

The thing I’ve been seeing a lot recently ... and this I guess is we haven’t been doing our last week on Tumblr segment because of the SAG strike and we can’t talk about TV and Film. But something I have been seeing on Tumblr a lot recently is sort of the resurgence of gimmick blogs. 

So, like yeah, potato would be like ... or there’s potato and then there’s small potato. And it’s like those blogs have fun responding to posts about potatoes and small potatoes. And there’s a blog out there now counting the number of letters from the alphabet that you use in a post and rating it out of 26. You know? So, it’s like 24/26 ... used 24 letters of the alphabet. 

One that’s been really popular, that’s been on so many posts that is run by some sort of wizard is identifying cars in posts. Have you seen this blog?

Cher: No.

Lauren: So, people will re-blog or sometimes this user I think just finds these posts and if there is a car in the post anywhere, as in if it’s in the way background of a picture that somebody posts, this blog correctly identifies it. It’s wild.

Cher: What!? That is so wildly specific.

Lauren: It’s so specific. 

Cher: I love that.

Lauren: And it doesn’t seem to be decade dependent. They seem to have a hundred year knowledge of every car that’s ever been made. It’s incredible. 

Cher: You know? I love a good hyper fixation. You know what I mean?

Lauren: Absolutely.

Cher: Never stop fixating.

Lauren: Never stop fixating. 

Cher: If there was ... Okay, Lauren, if there was a similar type of blog that you had to create, what is something that you think you ... based on the knowledge you have ... could identify or talk about in that level of detail?

Lauren: Ooh, that’s very interesting. I don’t know. I really don’t know. So, one of the hyper fixation blogs that I used to have on Tumblr was a blog that was just dedicated to different words that P G Wodehouse, the author, uses in his books. (laughs) I have a whole spreadsheet of it.

Cher: I love that. Oh my gosh. (laughs)

Lauren: He didn’t necessarily invent words, but he created Jeeves and Wooster, which is probably his most famous work and he used really funny language in his books, including a million different ways of referring to someone being drunk. Like “tight as an owl” is one phrase that he would use to mean “drunk.” And I don’t know if he came up with that or if it was just a thing that they said in the thirties in England. But I feel like I could have a blog that was like identifying the origin or first usage of words. 

Cher: Yeah.

Lauren: If you used this word and it was first used in this Shakespeare play in 15-whatever. I feel like I could get very into that, even if I don’t necessarily have all of that knowledge now.

Cher: Oh, I love that.

Lauren: What about you?

Cher: Oh yeah, first off, that blog should absolutely exist. And I’m trying to think ... I actually think mine would be word related, too. But it would be ... I would reply to any post with a pun about the post.

Lauren: That’s very good. I feel like that is within your grasp.

Cher: Always finding the PUNch line, you know? 

Lauren: Yes, yes!

Cher: (laughs)

Lauren: The PUNch line. 

Cher: (laughs) Exactly. Oh my gosh. Fantastic. Well, speaking of Tumblr things ... I think it’s time to dive into some Tumblr conspiracy theories and scandals. Let’s really get deep into the diary of the Tumblr dashboard.

Lauren: Yes.

Cher: Dive into the archives ... anyway ... Let’s talk about conspiracy theories and scandals on Tumblr, Lauren! Which one have you decided to talk about today?

Lauren: So, yeah, this topic came from our conversation in the last episode just about sort of, yeah, Tumblr conspiracies and the wildness of conspiracies and scandal on Tumblr. And there were so many to choose from and there are some that definitely I think I want to do a longer segment on. So, I was trying to find something that was uniquely Tumblr ... weird and a mystery, and this one actually has a solution, which is exciting. But also like not that complicated. And so I am bringing to the table today Constable Frozen.

(laughs) Are you familiar? Are you also bringing Constable Frozen?

Cher: I am not bringing Constable Frozen. But I am familiar with Constable Frozen. 

Lauren: Yep, that was the chuckle of somebody who knows where this is going. (laughter) 

Cher: Today, I am bringing the Toe Necklace.

Lauren: Oh, good.

Cher: Or what I have decided to call TOEmblr. 

Lauren: TOEmblr ... (laughs) Excellent.

Cher: I think we have a wide range of things we’re going to chat about today. Yeah, TOEmblr has not only a solution but also an update, which I think is especially interesting.

Lauren: Woo!

Cher: Yeah. 

Lauren: Thrilling.

Cher: Yeah. (laughs) For those listeners who are not chronically online, Lauren, what is Constable Frozen?

Lauren: So, Constable Frozen is a blog that began many, many years ago. I’m not entirely sure the exact year, but sometime between the release of the movie Frozen (laughs) and 2016, 2017. It’s a blog that is hard to describe. But basically it is an entirely photo set, gif set blog of the characters from Frozen Photoshopped into various scenarios, sometimes with Marvel characters, sometimes with other Disney characters, sometimes with just each other in new scenarios with no context or text.

So, these posts are deeply strange. And Constable Frozen first became a known entity on Tumblr because the posts are deeply strange. They are ... I saw a post that was ... we do know two things about who Constable Frozen is, we know that they love the movie Frozen and that they’re very good at Photoshop. 

Because a lot of these Photoshop’s are very elaborate. A lot of the time the posts are quite similar to the gif sets that we’ve talked about in the past that were very popular in SuperWhoLock days where people would put together gif sets or photo sets of different scenes from SuperWhoLock and sort of mix them together and put text on top of them to kind of create a scene as a crossover with those three shows: Supernatural, Dr. Who, and Sherlock (for those of you who are unfamiliar with SuperWhoLock). Which then my question for you is how did you find this podcast!? 

(laughter)

Cher: Yes. 

Lauren: And yeah, so a lot of the Constable Frozen posts are kind of like that. It’s Elsa and Anna as the Avengers or hanging out with other Disney princesses. Sort of like that scene from Wreck It Ralph where all the princesses are hanging out. A lot of it just sort of pretty standard crossover fandom stuff. Except there’s no text over the photo. So, it’s sort of like this purely visual thing that you are consuming.

And then Constable Frozen sort of got more and more popular because a lot of the posts are just like ... they’re just weird. They’re just very weird. A lot of them involve like eating ice cream, the characters eating ice cream, including one where Olaf the Snowman is making ice cream in his body and then sort of shooting it into Elsa and Anna’s mouth. 

And then another one Merida from the movie Brave with her curly red hair, they’re eating her hair as spaghetti. There’s a lot of weird eating stuff. There’s one where Elsa is in a Pringles can and then she pops up and eats a large Pringle. (laughs)

(laughter)

And so this was sort of like an oddity on Tumblr for a long time. Cher, do you remember the first time that you sort of encountered Constable Frozen as a concept?

Cher: I actually encountered Constable Frozen as I was researching for this episode, Lauren.

Lauren: Oh my god!

Cher: I had no idea about it. I fully missed it. 

Lauren: That’s incredible. Okay. What a delightful thing to be unaware of. (laughs)

Cher: But I also just am deeply obsessed with it. I cannot believe that I missed it, because I absolutely would have been following along and participating in some way. I mean, it’s so chaotic, it makes ... it’s one of those things where it makes you wonder if you live in a simulation. You know?

Lauren: Yes! That is the perfect way to describe the energy of these posts. It does make you feel ... I think that’s why they first started to cross my dash, because everyone was like, “Is everybody seeing the thing that I’m seeing?” I think especially because Constable Frozen never posted any other kind of post. They I don’t think ever re-blogged anything. They didn’t seem to really interact with anybody. And again sometimes there would be a caption, like the Olaf ice cream one that I was describing, the caption was just “ice cream.” But that was the most context that there was. Whereas usually I think with blog scandals or conspiracies, so much of it is about the fact that like people kind of come up with elaborate personas that they present on Tumblr and then eventually they’re unmasked.

I mentioned to you, Cher, after we’d stopped recording last week, the Hamilton Cannibal Mermaids Fake AIDS scandal??

Cher: Yes, of course.

Lauren: Which I do want to do a whole episode on. (laughter) And that’s I think a greater example of a typical sort of Tumblr blog scandal like where everybody is confused about the identity, but it’s because somebody is trying to create a fake identity, basically. 

Cher: Yeah.

Lauren: But for this, it was just like there’s just no context for who this person might be. So, the blog started in 2014. Eventually they posted a post that I believe has now been removed that was like sort of almost like bondage adjacent. It sort of got into even weirder territory and it sort of made everybody on Tumblr reflect that ... wait a second, is Constable Frozen a fetish blog? (laughs) 

And this eventually turned into, “Oh, Constable Frozen is specifically a vore fetish blog. Have we talked about vore before? 

Cher: I don’t ... okay, I don’t know if we’ve talked about vore on this podcast before, but I un-VOREtunately know what vore is. (laughter) 

Lauren: So, I would love to hear how you first came to know what vore is. Because I have a funny story about how I first came to know what vore is. 

Cher: Well, I cannot wait to hear it. I’m struggling to remember how I found out about vore but it was in a conversation similar to this where we were talking about the internet and fandom’s. I think I was at Tumblr. I think I was ... you know what? I just hit my microphone because I realized something. I learned about vore and mpreg on the same day.

Lauren: (laughs) Incredible. 

Cher: Early in working at Tumblr. (laughs) They really threw me in the deep end.

Lauren: Where else would you learn these things?

Cher: Of course. Okay ...

Lauren: You learned about these things at work. Not many people can say that. (laughs)

Cher: It is, I mean, the list of things that I’ll just say casually in a meeting or we’re talking about at work and you really think about the shit that you’re saying, just so seriously, in an important meeting and/or presentation. Like, “We’ve decided to really lean into shitposting as a strategy this quarter.”

(laughter)

Lauren: That’s so good. 

Cher: So, how did you learn about vore, Lauren?

Lauren: So, I learned about it ... this is I think a fun fandom story that I think says a lot about my particular fandom identity. So, early in my time in LA this is probably three or four ish years ... I guess not that early but halfway through my time in LA, I joined this Facebook group that was for people in fandom. And this is actually where I met almost all of my best friends in LA. And we would have meet-ups and we would go to events together and things like that. It’s just been a really great community throughout the years. We’re now kind of all scattered to the winds, but we still hang out on Facebook and talk to each other. 

And one of the very first events that I went to, I joined the group and then I went to a couple of events, and then the Facebook group was like, “Let’s have a galantine’s day party,” right? Let’s have a valentine’s day party the day before valentine’s day. I offered to host it. And because I’m me, I went very extra and I printed out a bunch of those Tumblr fandom valentines. And I pasted them on my door so people could find my apartment; and put them all around the apartment and everything. We had a very good time.

And one of the things that we did at this fandom party, which was like maybe 15 people who were deep, deep in fandom, was play Fan Fic Never Have I Ever. 

Cher: Oh gosh.

Lauren: And this is a favorite game of mine now. Because, wow, what a way to learn about a bunch of people that you only sort of know. (laughs) And also what a way to learn about things that you have never encountered before. And so we played Fan Fiction Never Have I Ever and somebody says, “Never have I ever read vore.” And a bunch of us were like, “What the fuck is vore?” (laughs)

And then the person explained that it’s a fetish of consuming or being consumed and it often sort of is related to just eating in general. I’m not entirely sure. I still have not read any vore fic. But I said I had never heard of this term before. And everybody in the room ... a good example of what my reputation has been in fandom ... looked at me and was like, “How is that possible [BEEP 00:20:09] one?” 

Cher: Oh my gosh. 

Lauren: I’m the [BEEP 00:20:14] one! 

Cher: Is vore also ... like being eaten but from the inside? Like you’re inside of the mouth and watching the eating happen, I feel like, is an aspect of it?

Lauren: I think that’s a version of it. 

Cher: A version of it, but it’s not the whole thing.

Lauren: Vore is in the eye of the beholder.

Cher: (laughter) The mouth of the beholder. 

Lauren: Exactly. But yeah, I mean, listen ... actually at that point I had not read very many ... Okay, so I’m now talking about a TV show but I’d not read very many fics for this show that I was really really into and still am very into about cannibalism. (laughs) But to this day, I now have gotten-

Cher: It’s a comfort show.

Lauren: It’s a comfort show. It genuinely is. And it’s been now ten years since the show first aired and so obviously it only has three seasons. I have missed it. So, I have gotten very into fan fic since it aired. But I didn’t read really any fan fic while it was airing and this was ... this part took place in-between seasons two and three of this show, I think.

And I have to say, there’s not a lot of stuff in [BEEP 00:21:24] that’s tagged vore that I have encountered. I tend to sort by kudos and so maybe if people are just not reading and kudo’ing those fics, but I do think that vore and cannibalism are a little bit different. And so anyway, that was a very, very long side journey there. But that’s what vore is. And people started to think that Constable Frozen was a vore blog. 

And Constable Frozen is still posting. Their last post was in June of this year. So, they’re still around. But in sort of researching Constable Frozen for this episode, I found something that I had missed in 2017 which is that New York Magazine tracked down Constable Frozen. 

Cher: What!?

Lauren: YES. (laughter) So, there’s this great article that I’ll be sure to put on our Tumblr that sort of outlines a lot of what I’ve outlined for you here and links to some of the posts that we talk about. And the journalist, Brian Feldman, thank you Brian Feldman for doing the important work.

Cher: The hero we need.

Lauren: The hero we need. (laughter) Maybe not the hero we deserve but the hero that we need. (laughter) And so he went and did a deep dive on the internet, basically, to find this person. And was able to through servers and I don’t know a bunch of stuff that I don’t understand, they tracked the earliest post on Tumblr to a South Korean forum. And then through Google Translate they were able to find a YouTube Channel that also had these Elsa / Iron Man mash-ups. And then also an Instagram account. 

And then they went through the Who Is records, which are like the internet’s public records that you can find. And they were able to find an email address. And so they found this guy [SHIN SHOUL 00:23:16]. And they spoke through Google Translate. And SHIN says, “it’s not a fetish thing.” 

Cher: Huh.

Lauren: Yeah. He just said it was sort of a mash-up of he loved Frozen, Japanese comics, Hollywood movies, and just stuff that was in his brain. And he just I guess was expressing his fandom in this particular way. And the journalist did ask him about the sort of bondage post and SHIN just responded with, “Hmm, well ... “ he did not give any more information.

Cher: Honestly, very Tumblr. I love it. Yes.

Lauren: Yeah, so but that’s a mystery solved. I did not expect ... and this happened now six years ago. This was back in 2017 and somehow I guess we didn’t talk about this on Tumblr that we found the identity of Constable Frozen, maybe because we want to keep the mystery alive. But thank you for your service SHIN SHOUL. This is a great service you’ve done us this weird blog. And yeah, apparently it’s not a fetish thing. So, mystery solved.

Cher: What a great art project. I mean-

Lauren: Seriously!

Cher: ... I want to go to the Constable Frozen museum experience. It’s so bizarre and creative. I love that. See, oh, that’s just so Tumblr. You know what I mean? That’s what Tumblr is all about. Just creating something unique and so bizarre and specific to your interests and that resonating with everyone else in some way or another just because you’re so into it.

Lauren: Yes, and also being wildly misinterpreted. 

Cher: I mean, of course. Of course! You can’t interpret something correctly on Tumblr, Lauren. 

Lauren: No.

Cher: I’m looking at the archive right now. So, it looks like he stopped posting in May 2022, but then he posted again once in June 2023. 

Lauren: Oh, so it’s only been one post this year? Wow.

Cher: Yeah, so from like March till May ’22 he was posting once a month. In February he posted three times. In January he posted four. In December 2021 he posted five. He was really ... it’s really interesting. There’s almost like a cadence to the way that he posts, if you look at his archive.

Lauren: They look pretty labor intensive as posts.

Cher: Yeah.

Lauren: I’m terrible at Photoshop. I know the very rudimentary basics.

Cher: Same.

Lauren: Even knowing that, I think there’s real skill and artistry that’s going into these. So, yeah, five to six posts a year and sort of the height makes sense to me. 

Cher: Yeah, absolutely. 

Lauren: And the impact that he had. The post impact ratio is enormous. 

Cher: Yeah. I like ... the most recent one he posted on June 15th of this year is two frames of Elsa. One, she’s looking down. And the other one she’s looking forward. And the caption is just the shrimp tempura emoji with an X next to it. 

Lauren: What does it mean? 

Cher: What does it mean? 

Lauren: Constable Frozen, what does it mean? 

Cher: Does anyone out there know what this means? I think we have another mystery on our hands. Constable Frozen has been trying to communicate with us through the caption.

Lauren: As a final closing note on this epic ... I do want to say that this New York Magazine article, they have tags at the bottom so you can go and read more articles about these particular things, this is tagged with vore and this is the only article in the New York Magazine that’s tagged with vore. And I just think that’s perfect.

Cher: [crosstalk 00:26:38] does it again.

Lauren: This is an interesting segue now to the toe necklace. Tell us about TOEmblr. (laughs)

Cher: TOEtally. Did I pick this topic because of the pun potential? POEtentially! I maybe did. Anyway ... so, yes. The toe necklace. So, first off Lauren, before I begin with the TLDR, the “Too Long Didn’t Read.” How familiar are YOU with the toe necklace?

Lauren: You know what? I am familiar with it in the sense that if someone said to me, “Tumblr toe necklace” three weeks ago even I would have been like, “Yeah, I know what you’re talking about.” But I think I do get it confused with the bone stealing witch. And so I’m curious to sort of learn more in-depth where the toe necklace exactly came from. 

Just give us a very quick primer on bone stealing witch so that our listeners aren’t like, “Wait, I wanna hear about that also.” This was somebody who was a practicing, I don’t know if they were a Wiccan, but they sort of referred to themselves as needing bones for magic witch stuff.

And they lived in New Orleans or somewhere in Louisiana and when there was a lot of rain or maybe even like a hurricane they went through the graveyard and picked up stray bones and brought them home for their own purposes. And they described this in a post, if I remember correctly, as if it was like a perfectly normal thing to do for somebody who needs human bones. And everybody was like-

Cher: Yeah, as one does!

Lauren: “What the fuck are you doing? Those are people’s like ... people are buried – like what are you doing!?” “How are you taking bones from a graveyard?” And their defense was sort of like, “Well, they came up from the ground because of the rain.” And it’s like, “That doesn’t make it okay. Leave the bones alone.” 

Cher: (laughs)

Lauren: That was kind of the broad overview of bone stealing witch. So, that’s where my mind went. But I’m curious where TOEmblr begins and how it leads into even more bone stealing.

Cher: Yes. Absolutely. And I’m so excited to tell you, to take you on the journey, Lauren, and listeners. So, the toe saga began in November 2016 with a Tumblr post from user: cumi-eyelids ...

Lauren: Okay. (laughs)

Cher: Because of course it did. 

Lauren: Excellent.

Cher: Who shared a photo of a medical jar that had some liquid and a severed toe in it. The caption is “A few days ago I received a very special package in the mail. It contained this amputated human toe belonging to the lovely Royally Oily. Literally this is a toe off her foot. I’ll be changing the solution, putting it in a pretty new jar, and potentially making it into a wearable pendant. Taking on this project is so super meaningful to me. More so than any other jewelry project I’ve taken on, including the engagement ring. I’m so appreciative of her trust in me and I’m so excited-“ TOE excited - I added that in ... “to work on this.” 

So, that is ... and then Royally Oily-

Lauren: Which is another Tumblr user, just to be clear.

Cher: Which is the other Tumblr user. This is Royally ... so Cumi-Eyelids is the toe receivee and Royally Oily is the toe owner. 

Lauren: Sure.

Cher: Of course. And so Royally Oily re-blogs the post and says, “Literally brought tears to my eyes. I am so grateful and excited myself. Not only do I absolutely trust your artistic expertise, Cumi-Eyelids, but I also feel my body part, yes, an actual piece of me, could not be in more capable hands. I know you will respect and care for my little piggy. I appreciate this more than you’re ever know.” (laughs)

And then another Tumblr user: corallevicks re-blogged and said, “Hey guys, just a quick question – what the fuck is going on over here?” Which obviously the most valid response, right?

Lauren: The only response. 

Cher: (laughter) And so obviously immediately this post goes viral and everybody is talking about the toe necklace and the theory is, or everyone has kind of assumed that this person, user: Royally Oily, has cut off her toe and sent it to Cumi-eyelids to make into a piece of jewelry. 

What actually happened, after much back and forth and a ton of very funny takes, was that user: Royally Oily had that toe amputated and it was really important to them to maintain, to have every part of their body with them up until their death. So, they wanted to essentially get this toe made into a necklace so that they could keep it with them forever and then be eventually buried with it when their time came. 

Lauren: Gotcha. So, Cumi-Eyelids was not going to keep the toe necklace for themselves.

Cher: No, yeah. the Cumi-Eyelids was just the artist and really giving this toe some new legs. 

Lauren: So wait ... but it was real. Like somebody really sent their amputated toe to somebody?

Cher: It was really ... someone really sent their amputated toe to somebody. This user: Cumi-Eyelids is an artist and works a lot with mostly animal parts, like scavenged animal parts. In doing my research I found out that Cumi-Eyelids is part of what’s called vulture culture which is kind of exactly what it sounds like. People kind of collecting and preserving remains that they find.

And so that is kind of the whole saga there. And, Lauren, I don’t even ... I mean, you would think it ends there and you’re like, wow, that wrapped up quite neatly. 

Lauren: But I don’t know that I’m satisfied. 

Cher: Oh no, but Lauren ... there’s so much more. 

Lauren: Oh my god. I’m so unprepared. 

Cher: This all happened in 2016, right? And then so the toe gate happened, it died down. And then a couple of years later, user: Cumi-Eyelids posted a photo of herself with a human skull, a selfie with a human skull. 

Obviously, immediately, Tumblr was like, “Excuse me? What the hell?”

Lauren: Is that a real human skull!?

Cher: Is that a real human skull? And it came out that people were thinking that it was like a child’s skull and that she’d stolen it. And she posted and said, “I assure you that this was an ethically obtained skull.”

Lauren: What does that mean!?

Cher: What does that mean? There is no way there’s an ethically obtained skull. And she’s like, “No, I got it from my bone person.” You know? 

Lauren: Why do all of these people have “bone people?” (laughs) 

Cher: Right? So, there were people who thought she was robbing it, some people said that she got it at a flea market, and I think she said that she got it from like, yeah, a “bone person.” And there’s just so much discourse. I have a lot of posts that I liked that I’ll re-blog or share to Dashboard Diaries just talking about this saga. 

Lauren: Yes, please.

Cher: And I don’t really know kind of what the resolution is, or if there really is a resolution. There’s I think the post, the biggest post about it and the one that I think wraps it up the best is a text post from user: MPDQueer who said, “Me logging onto Tumblr.com: What’s the tea today? Tumblr: User: Cumi-Eyelids has purchased a child’s skeleton for $30 at a flea market and refuses to admit how massively unethical this is. Me: logging off Tumblr.” (laughs)

Lauren: Yep, that sums up the experience.

Cher: Yes. And so the other thing is ... so there’s a couple of other additional things here. First off, I am not sure because I’ve seen a differing report, if Cumi-Eyelids ... we are at work right now and I have said “Cumi-eyelids” dozens of times ... (laughs) I don’t know if she got the skull at a flea market or from her “ethical” bone person or from her “ethical” bone person at a flea market, and “ethical” is obviously in very sarcastic quotations marks. 

Lauren: Yeah, huge scare quotes. (laughter)

Cher: People are saying it’s a child’s skull and that it’s from the Victorian era. It’s a whole thing. But here’s the other thing. I looked up Cumi-Eyelids.Tumblr.com and it doesn’t exist. But Cumi—Eyelids.Tumblr.com does exist. And the thing is the initial toe post ... toe post number one was from Cumi-Eyelids, singular dash, however, a lot of users did the double dash when they are talking about the skeleton situation. 

Lauren: Interesting.

Cher: So, the toe post has since been deleted. My thought is that user: Cumi-Eyelids updated her URL to Cumi—Eyelids, which would have been helpful but then there was just a whole other scandal. So, (laughs). 

Lauren: Oh my god.

Cher: Then user: Royally Oily also has since deleted their Tumblr and in just a really bizarre, bizarre ... I don’t even know what ... turn of events, whatever you could call it, is now a blog that was active from September to October 2017, just featuring photos of babies. 

Lauren: WHAT.

Cher: Like, dozens ... dozens, Lauren, of babies. 

Lauren: What!?

Cher: Yes. 

Lauren: Wait ... okay. Wait. 

Cher: I’m going to drop these in our docs so you can just take a quick gander. 

Lauren: So, as in Royally Oily activated again to post pictures of babies, or somebody used that URL after they’d given it up and made a new blog where they posted pictures of babies.

Cher: That is what I think happened. I’m pretty sure that-

Lauren: Fascinating.

Cher: ... user Royally ... but it’s really interesting because all of this happened in 2016. In 2017, Royally Oily returned or someone else to also it’s a very specific user name, too, so I just ... it doesn’t feel like someone would be like, “Oh, potato is free,” or whatever. This is so specific. And so the fact that, yeah, there are ... it’s just dozens of photos of babies. I’m very confused. And one photo of someone holding up a positive pregnancy test. And again, these all look ... and some of the babies look really weirdly AI generated. 

Lauren: Weird.

Cher: Or most of them. They look like babies when you put two people together-

Lauren: Yeah, yeah.

Cher: ... like in one of those generators on one of those websites – like “What Would Our Baby Look Like?” It’s so bizarre.

Lauren: That is deeply strange.

Cher: So, yeah. The TOEmblr conspiracy, at first we thought it was wrapped up and then bone gate part three happened and then now there’s these two very strange Tumblr accounts. I’m pretty sure Cumi—Eyelids is the original Cumi-eyelids just given the content on the Tumblr, right? Which is just very aesthetically similar to ... and even looking at the profile photo and everything I’m pretty positive it’s the same person. 

So, yeah, that is the toe conspiracy. (laughs)

Lauren: I’m speechless. That took so many more turns. Because I think ... the moment you said “Toe in the jar” and someone making jewelry from a toe I was like, oh, I do think I remember this, and I think I remember seeing it and sort of assuming that it was some sort of weird hoax/joke thing. 

Cher: Yeah. 

Lauren: And so the fact ... Did they ever post a picture of the final necklace? 

Cher: I don’t think so, actually.

Lauren: I would be so curious. Because the original toe is like in formaldehyde, right?

Cher: Yeah.

Lauren: And it was a full toe.

Cher: Indeed it was. 

Lauren: So, my question was did they somehow preserve the full toe or did they get it just down to bones? I have to think they got it just down to bones. Right?

Cher: They would have to get it down to bones, because even in the post itself she said that she was switching out the jar and putting it in a prettier jar and putting it in new liquid because the liquid is going to expire. I think it only lasts a few years. 

Lauren: Okay.

Cher: So, definitely I think she was, yeah, going to get it down to bones and then cast it in resin. I’m really interested-

Lauren: Okay.

Cher: ... to see the final-

Lauren: That’s kinda cool.

Cher: ... necklace. If anyone knows or ever saw the final result, please send it our way.

Lauren: Yeah. And Royally Oily, if you’re still out there and you happened to hear this, I’d be very curious to hear if you wear this necklace every day or if it’s just something that you want to be buried with. Because I think that’s ... I get the impulse behind it. I really do. And that is a cool way to preserve your own body part for future laying to rest, I guess.

Cher: Yeah.

Lauren: You know? And it’s cool that there’s an artist for everything. (laughs)

Cher: And that is ... yeah, there is an artist for everything. You can find, if you want, to make your toe into a necklace you can find someone who would be beyond excited to do that. And that is the beauty of the internet. And I also ... my mom definitely has all the teeth I lost growing up, which ...

Lauren: Oh sure.

Cher: Which having a jar of teeth in your home ... creepy ... I would say equally as creepy as ... I don’t know, a little macabre as a toe necklace. 

Lauren: It’s one of those-

Cher: I mean ... and that’s way more socially accepted because that’s what everyone does, right? So, what really is the difference?

Lauren: Well, because we understand, too, that you can lose teeth. We recognize what baby teeth look like and we understand if we see a jar of baby teeth that it’s like, “These teeth came out harmlessly.” 

Cher: Yeah.

Lauren: Right? I actually saw this post going around Tumblr the other day ... it was a post of a video that someone screen-shotted and put on Twitter and then somebody screen-shotted the Twitter post and put it on Tumblr. (laughs) But it was a post of someone making a Christmas tree out of deer antlers. And in the video it was like, “No deer were harmed in the making of this tree.” And then the person tweeting was like, “No deer were harmed, what the fuck are you talking about?” And then in the community note on the tweet was ... oh, the tweet user was like, “What the fuck are you talking about? Are you saying that the antlers just fell off painlessly?” They were being sarcastic. And the community note is like, “Deer shed their antlers painlessly every year.” 

(laughter)

I do feel like the teeth, baby teeth, we shed them painlessly. Not painlessly necessarily, but we shed them. But yeah, a skull or a toe or something like that ... I think is a little bit more ... raises more questions perhaps. 

Cher: Yeah.

Lauren: As to what ... 

Cher: Very valid. Here’s the difference: toe, ethically sourced, given with consent.

Lauren: Yeah.

Cher: Excellent. Skull from flea market: unethically sourced, no consent. 

Lauren: Yeah. It does raise an interesting ... I don’t want to go too down further the rabbit hole on the ethics of bone sourcing. Well, actually just to make a quick addendum to my earlier explanation of the bone stealing witch ... it was actually a call out post initially to the user who was stealing the bones and then the user tried to explain. I didn’t realize this – eventually the bone stealing witch was raided by the police and they found 11 bones and four teeth in her house.

Cher: Oh my.

Lauren: So, there’s that. And yeah, I think gathering bones from a cemetery, loose bones from a cemetery is very clearly unethical. I was thinking though sort of like, okay, if you’re at a flea market or antique shop and you see a human skeleton, you know, one of those display skeletons that you use in anatomy classes and things like that, that’s clearly old and clearly the person has been dead for several hundred years or whatever, or yeah, they’re from Victorian times, whatever – like, there’s no way for you to find the family of that person I don’t think.

I mean, I guess you could do stuff with DNA but that’s very involved. Is that ... I’m not saying this is my moral stance, I’m just pondering ... is that sort of the same as buying an old fur coat at a flea market? You know? Because it’s like you’re not supporting the fur industry because no animal is being killed because you were buying something and therefore showing that there is demand, you’re buying a coat from an animal that was killed 100 years ago. I don’t know. I don’t know where the ethics on that are. 

Also ... presumably, if it’s a full skeleton, like a model skeleton, presumably that person gave their bones to science. So, I think then the ethical thing to do would be to donate it to some sort of classroom or museum or something.

Cher: Yeah, that’s a really interesting point, Lauren. I do think there are those kinds of events, right, they have those kinds of oddities, macabre, traveling fairs and things where they sell all kinds of different body parts. And there’s a museum/bar in New York called “House of Wax” that has body parts in it. And a whole bunch of like weird jars full of like preserved things. 

Lauren: Yeah.

Cher: And I mean, where did they get those? Are those ethically sourced? Were they given to science? I mean, I feel like that’s ... I mean, I’m not sure what the answer is, honestly. Because at a certain point how do you know how old it is and how it was sourced and if it was given to science, is that okay if it was stolen 500 years ...

Lauren: Right, what would be the ethical thing to do with it now? Actually, yeah, I’ve been to a pub in England, it’s one of the oldest pubs in England, that has a severed human hand. I actually don’t know if it’s the real hand anymore. I forget. But it supposedly someone was cheating at cards in the 1500s and they cut off their hand. It’s an old wives tale and it’s unclear how true any of it is. But let’s say it was true. Is it ethical for that bar to keep it as sort of a draw for crowds to come and patronize their restaurant? Or what would be the ethical way to deal with that hand? Do you bury the hand? I just don’t know!

Cher: Yeah, I’ve got to hand it to you, Lauren. I have no idea ... 

Lauren: (laughs) And these are the very important topics that we discuss on our podcast on Tumblr. How do you ethically source your human bones? (laughter) 

Cher: Look, it’s important to know. You know?

Lauren: It is.

Cher: You’ll never know when the need will arise. What if a witch comes to you with an ancient curse and the only way to solve the curse is to find a specific bone from an ancient person?

Lauren: Yeah, I think there are circumstances in which it would be ... I think being cursed by a witch I would give a lot of leeway to. I think I could firmly come down on the side of if someone gives you their bones, I think that’s fine. And everything else ... you’re really wandering into a moral gray area. (laughs)

Cher: So, it’s like ... it’s making me think of what’s his face ... Peter Pettigrew in ...

Lauren: Oh yeah, cutting off his toe. 

Cher: Yeah. 

Lauren: That’s right. Yeah.

Cher: In Harry Potter, yeah. And also he cuts off ... does he cut off his arm or something when he’s bringing Voldemort back to life?

Lauren: Oh, yeah. He cuts off his hand. 

Cher: He cuts off his hand. Yeah.

Lauren: And then Voldemort gives him a shiny hand. 

Cher: Yeah. 

Lauren: Yeah, that’s right. Yeah. I mean ...

Cher: Ethical? Hmm ...

Lauren: Ethical, I don’t think so. I don’t think it’s ethical to pressure your employee to sever a part of their body in order for you to be reanimated.

Cher: I couldn’t agree more. You know what, Lauren, you’re so right. And I’m going to keep that in mind if I ever manage a team. 

Lauren: Yeah, exactly. I think that would count as workplace harassment. 

(laughter) 

Moral of the story – don’t steal bones. 

But, if you are an artist who makes body part jewelry for people, that’s a nice service that you provide, I guess.

Cher: Yeah. I mean, there’s a ton of different unique things that people have started doing with body parts. I know people are doing sand art with cremated body parts and things. Like getting them cast in resin and all this kind of interesting stuff.

Lauren: Oh.

Cher: I saw some kind of video the other day. Yeah, one of those kind of short docs about things, about yeah how people have started preserving loved ones in different ways. Wow, that’s really interesting. I don’t, I mean, if you’re going to have ... what is it ... the jars that they put cremated remains in, an urn?

Lauren: An urn, yeah.

Cher: If you’re going to have an urn or a piece of art that reminds you of someone, I mean, why not do whatever one you want to do. 

Lauren: Yeah, absolutely. Yeah. I mean, you know, talk to your loved ones about how they want their remains taken care of before they die. 

Cher: Talk to your loved ones if they want their cremated remains turned into sonic sand art. 

(laughter) 

Lauren: I mean, more power to you. 

Cher: (laughter) 

Lauren: All right.

Cher: Oh wow. What a journey we’ve been on today, Lauren.

Lauren: What a journey. (laughter) Shall we wrap up? 

Cher: I think we should. I was going to say ... I don’t think we have time for our Feels Corner, but I think what’s got me in my feels is the ethics of bone harvesting. I’m just feeling really interested in that. 

Lauren: Yeah, I think that counts. I’m sure that there are philosophers out there who are debating this question. Yeah. I think as with everything, consent is key. 

Cher: Consent is key. That’s a beautiful place to end this episode, Lauren. And with that ... 

I’m Cher McAnelly and you can find me at OverChers.Tumblr.com. 

Lauren: And I’m Lauren Shippen, and you can find me at TheLaurenShippen.Tumblr.com.

Cher: This has been Dashboard Diaries. And ... 

[outtro music]

Lauren: May your anons always be loving.

Cher: Your dash always refreshed.

Lauren: Your gifs always be loading.

Cher: And your ships always canon.

Lauren: May the fics you’re reading always be finished.

Cher: And the answers you seek always in the re-blogs.Lauren: Thanks for scrolling with us!

Today we dive into two small tumblr scandals/oddities: Constable Frozen and severed toe jewelry. Also, we discuss our fanfic horoscopes, fanfic never have I ever, and talking about vore at work. Plus, the ethics of bone stealing.

Credits and transcript in our reblog. You can find transcripts for this, and every other episode, here.

Find the posts discussed in this episode in this tag!

[sunshineseung]

Voice Messages from Kim Seungmin

From Seungmin, 9:12 am

Good morning, my love! You’re probably not awake yet, but I wanted to call and remind you that I love you. I hope you have a good day! I know you have off today, and I’m sorry I can’t be with you, but I promise I’ll make up for it, okay? The next time I have a day off, we’re spending all day together! Alright, I’ll see you soon, hopefully. Bye~

From Seungmin, 9:36 am

Hey again! Funny story, actually, I was trying to… and now my video is buffering? So rather than waiting for this stupid fucking wifi to work, I went through our text messages from two nights ago. I forgot how dirty you were, how dirty we were. Holy shit, this is hot! I can’t believe this was us, haha. I don’t know why I called you about this. I just thought it was funny. Anyway, I’m going back to my business! My very important… uhh, business. See ya!

To Seungmin, 10:25 am

Hey, I just woke up. Did you really leave me a voice message about jerking off? You’re so gross, oh my god. If I weren’t so turned on, I’d be more grossed out. You can’t just tell me you got off without giving me any material! Cmon, babe! If you get off to pictures of me and texts from me, then you better send something in return! I haven’t seen you in so long, it’s honestly the least you could do. Ugh, call me back later! Love ya, bye!

From Seungmin, 12:42 pm

We just stopped practice for lunch and I played your voice message on speaker in front of everyone… and you call me the gross one? The audacity! If you want something in return, then you’ll have to earn it, sweetheart. You know how I can be, don’t you? I don’t just give away handouts, especially to brats like you. Send me pictures of you in that pretty lingerie set I bought you, and maybe I’ll send you a little something later. Got it? Only good pets get rewards. Until next time, my love.

From Seungmin, 8:03 pm

Phew, it’s been a long day. I know you’ve been waiting for this message, dear. I couldn’t wait to get home and see what you sent me, and I must admit, these are good, babydoll. You look so fucking cute in this set. I just wish I could be there to tease you through that thin mesh before tearing it off of you. You like when I’m rough, don’t you? I see the way your legs shake when I throw you around like a puppet. Or maybe it’s from the filthy words I whisper in your ear, hmm… it’s hard to tell, baby. You’re so weak for me, I don’t think it quite matters what I do to you, you’ll enjoy it. You take whatever I give you, right baby? You know I’m right. I’ll call back soon, just let me get my cock out. Getting off twice in one day can’t hurt.

From Seungmin, 8:06 pm

Mmm, you hear that baby? The sound of me beating my cock to your pretty pictures? You look amazing, doll. So pretty for me. I can still see the marks from last week. I must have went pretty hard, huh? I’m sure you remember. Fuck, I wanna devour you in those panties. Just pull them to the side while I tease you with my tongue. Maybe you wanna ride my hand? No, no, I know what you want to ride. You just can’t get enough of me, can you? Master takes such good care of you, and what do you do in return? Be a fucking brat and demand that I send you dirty pictures? What a dumb little slut. You really thought I would cave that easily, hm? You know what, I’ll send you a little picture right now. I know you love to stare at my chest and my abs, baby. You’ll get that picture soon.

From Seungmin, 8:10 pm

I need you here with me, baby. Need you riding my cock and putting your chest in my face, letting me suck your tits while I overwhelm you with everything I’ve got. Make you cum over and over again on my dick until you’re begging me to stop or slow down. Oh, but what happens when I do stop? You throw a fit and whine until I give you more. My good little cumslut, always hungry for more. Want me to cum inside you all the time, too. Messy little cunt can’t take it, can it? But you love to protest~ “I can take it, sir! I swear! Just a little more!” until we’re glued to the bed for another round. You wear me out, you know that? No other partner has been a challenge for me other than you. Maybe that’s why you drive me so crazy, doll. You act so tough around everyone else, but around me, you’re nothing but a toy for me to use. Unfortunately, my toy loves to talk back. Hng, hold on. I gotta get this on video, right, baby?

From Seungmin, 8:12 pm [video audio]

Fuck, look at what you do to me. So fucking hard, so fucking close, all from you and my dirty thoughts. Your lips on mine, your tits in my face, your cunt on my mouth, your tongue on my cock… fuck, everything. I wanna see my cock stretch you out again. I need you. The marks I left on you are fading… need to make new ones. Need to mark you as mine. Need everyone to know that you belong to me, your body belongs to me, you filthy fucking whore. Teasing me and tempting me until I can’t hold it anymore. You make me lose control of myself. Fuck, fuck… ugh, gonna cum, gonna cum for you, love, all for you. Ah! Fuck! Holy shit… oh my fucking god. I’m glad I got that on video, fuck.

From Seungmin, 8:37 pm

I just took a quick shower. God, that felt so good, baby. I gotta do this more often, although I don’t really like jerking off without at least telling you, haha. I’ll see you in a few days, okay? Just a few more days. Then I can be inside you again. You better get off to these messages, and send me videos too. Alright, I’ll talk to you later. Bye~