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cherpupz · 2 years ago
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fanart i drew of rika furude dying in a glue trap
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valwrote · 1 year ago
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family amidst sorcery — drabble, fluff, angst in the end if you squint because jjk manga :')
gojo satoru x fem!reader
not proof read
w/c : 500-ish?
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Nobody says anything, but it is an established fact that Megumi has turned into Satoru's child courtesy of you. It was something that Satoru had never planned. He couldn’t imagine himself as a good parental figure for anyone.
If you asked anyone who had known Gojo Satoru since high school, they would all pray for the child who was unfortunate to fall under Satoru’s surveillance.
Honestly, Satoru swore that he would never deal with children because they are annoying and have been permanently scarred since the Rika Amanai Incident, but ever since you crash-landed in his life...You are adopting kids left and right. Megumi? Yuuji? Nobara? All your children.
Nobody was safe from your sight. Even the second years had become your children. You had the tendency to treat everyone like children and tend to them. In short, you were complete of Satoru. 
Yuuji and Nobara wanted steak? Done. Taking students on a vacation after rough missions? You coaxed Satoru into agreeing. He had to admit that he had grown fond of this little sorcerer family you and him had built. It was unironically, his place of solace and happiness.
Everyone had their humorous moments with you two as their guardians, especially Megumi who terms Satoru as his benefactor has his slip-ups and he ends up referring to him as 'dad.'
"You think of me as a father figure, Megumi?" Satoru's tone brightened up like a flashlight and he dramatically placed a hand on his chest, appearing touched by Megumi's words. Which he was, actually.
It reassured him that he wasn't as bad of a guardian as he had originally thought.
"What? You? As my father figure? You are much more of a bother figure." Megumi did a double take and quickly got defensive, yet one could see his cheekbones and earlobes pink up in embarrassment. You and Satoru chuckled at the sight of him grumbling.
"I am glad my ears are sharp otherwise I wouldn't have caught that." Satoru smiled and ruffled Megumi's hair. He had the tendency to do that. If you are shorter than Gojo Satoru, he would ultimately pat and or ruffle your hair which happens a lot since in most cases, you are shorter.
"You are hearing things, old man." Megumi sighed and was about to leave before you called him. "Hey! 'gumi! Don't go without eating."
He turned around and returned to indulge in the meal you had cooked for him as you and Satoru hung around the kitchen counters. The food was like a warm hug for him. A soft smile threatened to creep onto his face but he suppressed it.
After finishing, he got up and looked at you before saying, "Thank you. I appreciate it." There was a brief smile on his face which soon faded away as he made his way towards the door.
"Did you see that? Megumi can smile!" Satoru marvelled.
"Of course, he can, dummy!" You retorted.
He quietly chuckled before exiting to go and regroup with Yuuji and Nobara.
Needless to say, Megumi is too prideful to admit that he enjoys this found family, you three had created amidst the chaos of the jujutsu world where death was around the corner each day.
It was nice. Too nice. It was only a matter of time till this short-lived moment would be shattered.
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do not edit , plagiarise , copy or claim as your own or I will bite your toes off.
a/n : idk i have just mentally adopted megumi and probably every 1st and 2nd year. They are all so squish squish.
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shittylongcatposts · 4 years ago
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Hi, I LOVE your writing! I was wondering if I can make a request about Jumin and what would happen if MC went back to the apartment after meeting him and is faced with the bomb issue? Love over protective Juju! (it can be an hc or whatever you feel like writing❤️)
heya nonnie, thank you for your kind words!!! <3 I loved your idea sooo much and  I got a little carried away and what started as  shitty headcanons got way too exciting for me, so i turned them into a little story. I really hope you’ll enjoy it! As always i am too exhausted for proofreading and I will regret it later on- sorry.
TW: swearing, mentions of a fight, 
Find the new version here!!
Bad Timing
The days you had spent with Jumin had quite the impact on the both of you. Neither of you would have thought that there were so many things you could talk about. You laughed a lot, and for the first time it felt good for you to be able to laugh with somebody again. Jumins laugh was different, different from others laughter, because it was full of honesty. To be honest you really liked his laugh, not only because of this, but because it sounded adorable, a little deep and raspy but cute in his own way. It could not even be compared to that fake laugh of your ex. No, Jumins laugh felt right. 
You were glad for all the troubles you went through the last couple of days, the fight with your ex, who kicked you out of your apartment in the middle of the night and left you out there, wandering through the city, alone. Then this Unknown person, who texted you and suddenly you were connected to a charity group and had a place to stay. 
Never in your life you would have thought to stumble upon a new group of friends like this and even if you only knew them for a few days, they already felt like family to you. Maybe this was a new chance for you, a chance to be happy. 
After getting to know the dark haired man more and more you noticed how lonely he was. How much he must’ve gone through when he was younger and how much pain he hid from the outer world. And even though Zen always tried telling you what a cold hearted jerk he was, you couldn’t believe it. The Jumin you got to know and started to fall in love with was kind, warm, emotional and caring.
After Jaehee contacted you one afternoon saying that Jumin wasn’t himself at the moment, you wanted nothing more but to help him. Especially since it was him. You really started to like him more and more, so you felt even worse, when you realized how much of a hard time Jumin had. You gathered your courage, went to his penthouse and stayed there for a few days. 
He cared so much for you and your safety that he asked you to stay with him until the hacker issue is solved completely and Jumin would be feeling better. 
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“Jumin, you heard Jihyun, he said it’s safe and you know how much work there is left for me, I still need to answer some emails and prepare the invitations etc etc…”, you sat across from him, softly letting your fingers wander over the back of his hand. 
“I know, and I don’t and can’t keep you locked in forever, and I am sorry I’ve done it in the first place. I just have this bad feeling in my gut. Something is telling me that you’re still in danger.”, he sighed, while his free hand ran through his onyx locks.
“I will be fine. I promise. I’ll call you as soon as I get there ok?”
“Ok.”
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A few days later you found Jumin in a more stable state, it hurt you a little bit to think about going back to Rikas apartment but it has to be. You still had lots of work to do and V confirmed that the hacker issue has been solved for now. So you sat down with Jumin talking about your return to the apartment.
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But soon after he let you go, the red threads pulled tighter and tighter around his chest, leaving him nearly unable to breathe. Deep down he knew something was wrong, The hacker issue may have been solved according to his best friend, but what if he was wrong?
The ringtone of his cellphone pulled Jumin out of his thoughts. It was Luciel, he seemed quite off in the last chat rooms, he behaved so differently, Jumin tried calling him not long ago, but only Sevens voicemail answered. He took the call immediately. 
“Hey Jumin, I hope everything is fine with you and Mc. Is she still with you?”Jumin could hear a sniff at the other end of the line, curiously he tilted his head. Did he cry?
“Luciel, what’s wrong, you don’t seem to be alright? Are you ok?”
“Yeah. Kind of, but that doesn’t matter now… Is Mc still with you?” he asked again, sounding a little bit more concerned than before. 
“She’s on her way back to Rikas apartment, apparently she’s going there by the subway, even though I offered her a driver. But… why do you ask?” Jumin felt the red thread creeping around his neck choking him, his voice was about to get shaky, hopefully Luciel wouldn’t realize it.
“W..What? Couldn’t you at least give me a call before you let her run off? W-we need to find her asap! My god…” the red haired man sounded nervous, not only nervous but frightened. So there was a problem, Jumin thought to himself. 
“Luciel, pull yourself together, and tell me what the hell is wrong!”
“I...  There… ok… Rika… she told me to install a detonation system and I just logged back into the system of the apartment and the whole system is currently unstable, which means that everybody who walks through the door is in great danger. Fuck, Jumin, I’m so sorry...” Luciel mumbled, Jumin heard him sobbing again.
“Are you just telling me that there is a bomb in the apartment?! I… I can’t believe it. Tell me the address now. ...and don’t even start pulling out the classified-information- card, I’m having enough of this. I’m going to pick you up. NOW!”Jumin couldn’t see clearly, a fog seemed to cloud his mind and he could barely hear his own voice, but he knew he was nearly screaming. Breathe in… and breathe out, we’re saving her. 
“Jumin?...Are you still there?” he heard his friend's voice saying. 
“Yes, I’m sorry for getting so loud...I don’t know what..”
“doesn’t matter now, I’m picking you up, you won’t be able to drive anyway. We will make it in time, Jumin.”
The boys sat in complete silence. They both stared through the window, focusing on the cars that flew by. Luciel drove fast, and Jumin was glad to have him at his side at the moment. 
“Luciel?” Jumins raspy voice finally broke the silence.
“yeah?”
“Why did Rika make you do this? Nothing could be so important that you have to blow the whole place up in order to save some data.” 
“I, I don’t know, she never told me why. Maybe It’s because she hid other information there as well.” Seven chuckled nervously, he seemed to be unsure how to continue this conversation. 
“Other information?”
“I’m not in the place to explain that to you, ask V, when or should I say if he is going to return. Hopefully he will, because I have to pick a bone with him.” the ginger sounded dead serious, leaving Jumin alone with his thoughts again. When he looked at seeven again, he could have sworn to see tears in his amber eyes. But Jumin chose to stay silent.  
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When you suddenly saw a red flash at the corner of your eye. With screeching tires it came to hold and two figures jumped out of the car. A large shadow ran directly towards you, a slightly smaller one followed right after it. 
You finally arrived at the building, it was a pretty long trip and you were exhausted. You already started missing Jumin. But you had work to do. A lot of work.
You recognized Jumin pretty quickly and let go of the door handle which fell back into it’s lock. Click. 
Before you even knew it you found yourself in a tight embrace. His hands stroked over your hair and you felt him sobbing. 
Looking up at the building again you sighed, let’s go inside Mc, you thought. 
“My god, Mc, I’m so glad we made it in time. You’re safe, I... I prayed so much that nothing would happen to you.”
“wha… Jumin what’s going on?” You asked, wondering what got into the boys for appearing in such a rush, as if your life was on the line. 
“But, guys… what’s wrong?” You asked once again. The dark haired man took your hand to guide you to Saeyoungs car. 
“C-can I join in on the hug?” the young man next to Jumin asked, you felt your crush nodding on the top of your head. You felt another pair of arms holding you and Jumin together, then Luciel shuffled his hand through your hair.
“We’ll explain it later my dear, let us calm down first.”
“Thank you, I’m glad you’re safe. Surprise~ hehe…” Saeyoung chuckled nervously, the tears in his eyes disappeared. He let go of you two, only to receive another quick hug from Jumin, who mumbled a quick “thank you!”.
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marshmallowprotection · 5 years ago
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Please chat my ear off, I just looked about 3 posts into that tag and I already have questions. I saw the picrew post with 5 versions of Lila, could you tell me about your favorite bad end version of her?
Oh, God. You got me there. There are a lot of Bad Ending variants to my girl, and honestly, I don't think could pick a favorite one. I think I'm most partial to Ray's bad ending for Lila. I can tell you about all of them all though! I didn't get into detail on that post.
I have fics for these bad endings on my AO3! (Well, sans Savior Saeran, that one is coming eventually.)
Bad Ending w/ Ray:
Lila fails to prove any interest in the game that Ray has given to her to play in Magenta, she's far more interested in him than this "game" and because of her unfortunate choice; Ray feels as though he's gone and failed failed at keeping her interest, in spite of her assurance that she'll try to play harder for his sake, he decides to "correct" her behavior, fearing the RFA somehow deceived her without him knowing and that's why she stopped playing his game. He just can't believe that she likes him that much that this would happen. Surely she would have played his game if she liked him. His fears snowball the second the thought of Seven whispering into her ears comes to mind, and he's too scared to lose his Lila.
His choices turn her into his precious plaything. Lila can't ever leave him if she's all his. She's all his as long as he chooses how she dresses, eats" sleeps, etc. She's twisted up until she's nothing but a perfect toy. She lives to please him, she belongs to him, and all she wants is to make Ray happy, even if that means she's just his beautiful doll on a stand.
This Lila is somebody who is treated like porcelain. She can do nothing but smile and listen to every word that Ray says. She really is a doll.
Bad Ending w/ Suit Saeran:
Manipulated, beaten down. This Lila made the mistake of not seeing underneath the truth of the pain and the lies in the dark. The broken doll on the end of marionette strings strung up by her own wrists to an invisible wire. Lila failed to stand her ground to Suit Saeran and grew too scared to fight back. He beats her down and builds her back up again over and over and over again until there's nothing left of her but a lifeless toy left laying on the floor, abandoned by it's owner only to be trifled with if he gets the urge.
Suit Saeran keeps her around just to see if he can pull the shell of her former self out every now and again for fun. She's quiet, always looking down, and scared of losing the one contact she has left in the outside world away from her toy box.
She's a toy, a broken toy. But Saeran will keep playing with her for fun as long as he wants. This Lila is someone who is treated like they're nothing but rubbish. She can do nothing but pray that one day Saeran pities her enough to play with her or keep her company. She closes her eyes and worships him quietly in the hopes that he may be gentle once again.
Bad Ending w/ Savior Saeran:
This deviates from the norm of the typical bad ending.
Instead of siding with Rika to become a shadow queen of paradise, Lila fights to the bitter end of the night to try and protect Saeran from her actions. She is captured before Saeran can awaken from his slumber and save her from being taken like happens originally; She's used as a bargaining tool to manipulate Saeran into staying at Mint Eye forever. Elixir hot and burning in her veins for grueling hours on end by the hands of this so-called Savior. Lila is kept away from Saeran for quite some time on purpose and her mind is dillueded with false memories and sheer misinformation. She is nothing more than a devoted follower that would do anything, absolutely anything to protect and defend Saeran from the filth of the outside world.
Saeran is thrust into the position of Savior after his own period of resetting, and this meek, timid, and very bruised version of Lila stands always right at his side to hush any of the  naysayers. They take the helm to spread the good word of paradise together, while Rika stands in the shadows and relishes within the sheer glory of twisted, dark love that exists. They are the scapegoats if anything goes wrong. They will be thrown under the bus if paradise fails, and if it succeeds, all the better for Magenta.
This Lila is tentative and shy but sure of herself and of her beliefs. She stays by Saeran's side as close as she can be but the two of them are far too broken to ever feel truly happen with their circumstances. He speaks the word of the truth and she repeats it. Their smiles feel hollow, but at least they can hold each others hands.
Bad Ending w/ Unknown:
Ah, yes, my precious assistant.
Lila never even made it to the apartment, Unknown decided that he wanted to keep this girl all for himself and so, he tricked her and lead her to him before she could get away. She is brought to Magenta and becomes his assistant. She isn't the best at following orders but she does everything that he asks of her to do as she knows that she has no say in the matter. This is some time before the real MC comes to the apartment for the first time; and, as she becomes closer to Unknown and learns more about him, she starts to empathize with his experience and come to really like him. Sometimes he blurs between what was once Ray and his feelings confuse and complicate things. Luck isn't in one's favor at Magenta. The moment she and Unknown start to get closer in any sense of the word? The Savior orders for her to go through her cleansing ceremony immediately if she dare wants to stay here any longer at his side. She has no choice but to follow orders.
The elixir is hot. It warps her mind and she gets lost in a stupor for some time. Where there was once a kind and sweet girl who cared for others now lays a petulant and bratty princess that would do what needs to be done for Unknown. She also does whatever it takes to ensure that she and only she stays at his side at all times. She looks sweet and pleasant to the eye but she's nearly rottened on the inside after all that happened to her in this path.
This Lila changed for the person that she loves dearly. She will not hesitate to fight dirty if it comes down to it. Nobody will take Unknown away.
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little-writings · 8 years ago
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Can I request a fic, where MC gets kidnapped by mint eye and Jumin has to rescue her, but when he finds her she has amnesia and doesn't remember him. He takes her back to his apartment but she still can't remember anything, so she leaves and slowly starts getting her memories back. (This is really sad, so don't feel pressured to do this one) P.S. I really love your fics!!💗❤
I don’t have any issue doing this but I actually have so many memory loss requests???? I don’t know what to do???? I think I’ll do a few but then otherwise it’d just be rinse and repeat??? IDK (*;´□`)ゞ
Anyhow, thank you and have a fantastic day darling! Thank you!!  (๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ
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“They’re going to be so much happier you know.” 
Jumin had simply just raised the phone to his ear, answering a constant caller in the past few hours. 
“Excuse me?”
“They’re going to be so much happier now. We’re going to do what you never could.” 
“I’m sorry, I think you have the wrong number,” He frowned, his brow furrowing, a hint of worry brimming inside of him. “You may want to try some other-”
“We know exactly who we’re talking to Mr. Jumin Han,” The voice replied, light and airy, somehow content despite their words. “Do you know who you’re talking to?”
He tensed.
“No, I believe I don’t.” 
“You’re a bit out of the loop then I suppose,” They cooed. “Don’t worry, your beloved will be able to show you soon enough.” 
They didn’t even have to say a name for Jumin to know.
“What have you done with MC?” He shot out from his seat, his body becoming colder than ice, his tone lowering almost like a growl, suspended in an undeniably brittle tone nonetheless. “Where are they?” 
“I just told you, they’re about to be much…much happier,” They assured him, every inch of the tone honeyed. “You could join them…if you’d like.” 
He stepped out into the hall, gesturing to Jahee to come close, mouthing to her.
“Police. Now.” 
He returned back to the call, mustering whatever strength he had not to think of the worst.
For even the slightest, threatened to break him.
“How could I do that?” 
“Be our guest of honor,” They replied. “What better way to express your love than to embrace true peace beside them?” 
He asked the same question.
“How could I do that?”
“We will provide you with an invitation,” They answered. “you’ll know what it is when you receive it.” 
Before he could even speak another word, they hung up.
“Who was that?” 
“I-I don’t know…” He muttered, suddenly a weight taking over him, the worry he had been withholding now suddenly overwhelming him, his heart threatening to shatter like glass.
“B-But t-they…they took MC…” He murmured, barely above a whisper. “T-They took MC!“ 
“I’ll call police immediately Mr. Han, I’m sure they’ll be able to trace the call as soon as possible." 
"I-I want l-law enforcement here now!” He exclaimed, twisting to face her as she made her way down the hall, her phone already dialing the emergency line. 
“Y-Yes sir.” 
And as police were on their way, he received a text.
His phone had buzzed as he paced endlessly in his office, on the brink of breaking, his hands curled into fists, his nails so engrained in his palm blood had begun to dribble. 
At the notification, however, he nearly jerked back, thrashing it out from his pocket, eyes widening as he received a single address.
And a small poignant message.
‘Eternal bliss is on its way’ 
Needless to say, it was shown to the police. 
Law enforcement listened to all he had to say, listening to the call and tracking the address, formulating a plan alongside his assets. 
It was simply a matter of getting to you.
The building they had come to was pristine and yet somehow eerie, a mint eye just above the door. 
So much of the building seemed to be plastered in that color, leaving only a pit growing in his stomach.
“Mr. Han, are you sure you want to go in there?” 
He nodded, absolute certainty in his gaze, tightening his fingers on the pistol he was given.
“Yes, I am.” 
And he slipped it into his pocket. 
“We’ll be coming around the back,” An officer restated. “Just keep them occupied so we can come in.” 
“Alright.” 
The personnel gestured to one another pressing their bodies to the wall as they skulked to the side, curving about into the shadows, melding in as Jumin left them, approaching the door.
It was opened with hardly the slightest touch, unlocked, revealing what looked more like a throne room, people gathered and huddled together before a throne a horrifyingly familiar face sitting upon it.
Rika. 
She gave him a silvery smile, a venomous sort of cheer coating her.
“Jumin! It’s been too long since we’ve seen each other don’t you think?” 
His eyes widened like dinner plates, jaw nearly dropping as he shook his head.
“Y-You’re dead…y-you’ve been dead.” 
“In a sense,” She chuckled. “but I’ve been reborn. And soon, you will be too.” 
She stood up, signaling to someone amongst the crowd.
“That is after all, what MC would’ve wanted.” 
“W-Would’ve?” It was stale on his tongue, fear rippling through him.
“Yes, well-they can’t truly tell you themself.”
“W-Why’s that…?”
“One must abandon their old life to accept the new,” Rika sighed. “They were very reluctant at first, however, I must admit but…I think they’ve finally come to accept it. Isn’t that right MC?”
V.
V led you out from the crowd unable to meet his eyes as you were brought for everyone to see. 
Jumin thought he murmured something, but he hardly heard it.
He hardly heard anything.
All he focused on was you.
The warmth and delight that was one seemingly engraved in your features were now gone, a muted blankness in your gaze, not even a tinge of a smile tugging at your lips like they used to.
You were hollow.
“M-MC…” He whispered, staggering forward. “Darling…”
“Hello…” You muttered, not even looking at him. “It’s lovely to meet everyone-” 
“Get down on the ground! Get down now!” 
Police swept through the room, Jumin rushing forward after you, shoving V aside as he took you in his arms, pulling you close as everyone huddled to the floor.
But there was no laughter escaping from you.
No feeling of your fingers wrapping around him in an embrace, or your head burying in the crook of his neck. 
Just limp.
Just nothing.
Even as you returned to your home.
There was nothing.
You sat in the dining room, staring emptily ahead, only turning to Jumin when he addressed you.
“MC,” He leaned over the table, locking eyes with you. “MC what’s wrong?”
They had said there may be minor memory loss.
But this, it wasn’t minor. 
“What’re you talking about?”
“You’re not acting like yourself.” 
“How do you know how I act?” You questioned. “I don’t even know you.” 
“You-what?” He furrowed his brow, his heart stopping dead in its tracks. 
“I’ve never seen you before in my life,” You rephrased. “I don’t even know why I’m here.” 
“Love, I’m your husband!” 
“I’m not married.” 
He rounded about to you, taking your hand, slipping off the wedding ring and revealing the engraving to you on the inside.
“Forever my love”
“We’ve been married for several years now.” He exclaimed. “I gave this to you on our wedding day.” 
“Why would I marry a stranger?” 
“You didn’t, we’re in love.” 
“I’ve never been in love before.” 
He felt his heart break again.
“W-We tell each o-other we love each other e-every day,” He felt his composure begin to break, a devastating sorrow welling inside of him. “S-So often it a-annoys people!” 
“But I don’t love you.” 
“I don’t even know you.” 
Tears.
He hadn’t even realized they were trickling down his cheeks until they fell onto the table, as though the tethers connected to his happiness had been severed.
Because they had.
Because you had been the tethers.
You had been the happiness. 
“Y-You don’t mean that…” He laughed, hoping, praying it was some sort of cruel joke.
He would’ve taken that.
He would’ve taken that over the truth.
Anyday.
“I should go.” You stood up slowly, turning away so you didn’t meet his face. “I think you have me confused with someone else.”
“I would never confuse you with anyone.” He raised his tone, a mixture of anger, hurt and frustration drenching it. “There’s no one else like you in this world. No one else so kind and understanding!” 
He raced after you as you approached the door, grabbing onto your hand.
“No one else I ever loved.” 
“No one else I ever will love.” 
And for just a moment. 
There was a revival.
The warmth and kindness returned to you, the light that was brighter and more beautiful than the very sun bursting back into your eyes.
And your fingers, lacing with his.
But only, for a moment. 
It all reverted back in an instant, the void husk retaking you, your grip dropping pitifully. 
“I…” You hesitated. “I really hope you find who you’re looking for.” 
You left.
The only sound in his head was that of the lock clicking as the door was shut. 
And his body as he crumbled to the ground.
He couldn’t quite describe how he felt. 
Perhaps a mixture of denial and grief entangling around his throat, snatching away whatever air was left inside of him, a constant gasping and sputtering filling him.
He snagged onto the carpet, holding onto it as if it were some sort of support system, shuddering as though doused in frigid, unforgiving waters.
He felt as if he were drowning.
But no one came to help.
It had felt like ages until he was even able to process the world around him once again, snapped back into reality as Elizabeth 3rd rubbed against him, mewing as though confused by his pain. 
He had lazily raised his head to meet her, sapphire eyes meeting is, purring instantly bursting from her. 
He swallowed hard.
“Hello…” He stroked her back, her fur fluffing up in her joy, collapsing onto the floor, her paws folding and unfolding. 
And while it felt impossible, he stood up.
And he carried on.
In a sense.
He didn’t leave his home. 
He put off work each day, not even needing to explain to Jahee or his father.
All he received were apologies. 
And he too became a shell of his former self.
He would simply stare out the windows.
Or the door.
How else could he truly react?
You hadn’t gone missing.
You weren’t hidden away from the outside world.
You had been free to do as you please.
You just left.
You just left him. 
Occasionally he’d see a message.
A message from you.
Though it didn’t seem you were expecting a response.
“I have your number on my phone. There are hearts by your name. A cat too.” 
“Each time I see your picture I think I’m supposed to know you.” 
“I keep dreaming of your voice saying words you’ve never said to me before.” 
“You said your heart was forever mine.” 
“You said you’d always stay by my side.” 
“Did you say those things to me before?” 
But he always responded regardless.
“There’s hearts by your name as well.”
“You are, you knew me better than anyone.” 
“It still is.” 
“I still would be.” 
“I said those words to you nearly every day.” 
And they changed little by little. 
“I keep thinking of you, and I smile.”
“You cried at a wedding.” 
“Elizabeth 3rd is a sweet cat, she used to sleep with me at night instead of you. I think you’d get jealous.” 
“I remember an arm, always around me.” 
“I think I miss you.” 
No matter how much he hurt, he replied.
“I’m glad to hear you still do.” 
“It was our wedding.” 
“I did, you would stay up coddling her, it was sweet, but I missed you falling asleep with me.” 
“That was mine.” 
“I miss you too.” 
Until one day, it changed.
“Call me, please.” 
He did.
Without question.
And you began.
“I’m sorry.” 
Your voice.
It felt like sunshine held him.
Because it was yours.
It was truly yours.
“W-What?”
“I-I didn’t want to forget you…” You explained. “I-I didn’t want to forget your smile-o-or your jokes, y-your laughter…I didn’t want to forget you…but I did…and I hurt you…” 
You began to weep.
“No-no darling p-please I don’t want to hear you upset.” 
“H-How can you say that?” You asked, weakly. 
“You couldn’t have helped it dear, what happened-what they did to you wasn’t your fault, it never was.” 
“B-But what I said to you-” 
“Do you remember me?”
A pause.
And then, truth.
“I do.” 
“Then…can you come home…?”
“C-Come home?” 
“Yes-please.” 
“I-I would like that-a-a lot actually.” 
“I would too.” 
“R-Really?”
“There’s nothing I’d like more darling.”
“Darling…I missed hearing you say that…”
“I missed saying it to you.” 
“Jumin…?” 
You were quiet, yet earnest all the same.
“Yes?”
“I love you.” 
And suddenly that misery that had built up within.
It dissipated.
Instead, there was joy.
And pure, absolute adoration.
“I love you too.”
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mythicalmessenger · 8 years ago
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Top 9 Most Fight-Able Characters in Mystic Messenger
(ranked by the likelihood of winning from least to most likely)
9. “Mary” Vanderwood, Secret Agent Murdermonster
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Result: A swift and painful death
Are you shitting me? You’ll be goddamn eviscerated on the spot. Not to mention nobody will ever find your body. This is completely fucking unadvisable. DO NOT DO THIS unless you have a DEATH WISH and want to disappear from the world completely. Vanderwood is not to be messed with. They've killed many a worthy foe, and you will not be one of them. There’s not much else to say here. I don’t care who you are, you should not challenge Vanderwood. Say your prayers, fucker
8. Unknown/Saeran Choi, Total Edgelord
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Result: Utter defeat, probably followed by torture + imprisonment
I don’t think you need me to tell you that this kid is fucking off his rocker. Let’s be real, he’s probably killed a few people, and he enjoyed every minute of it. You can bet your ass he’ll likely torture you after defeating you, too. And you know, some of you sick fucks will probably enjoy the whole damn ordeal. You’re probably the only ones who’d WANT to fight him just to have him fucking step on you. Well congratu-fucking-lations, you got what you wanted. He still beats your ass. The only reason Vanderwood beats him in this ranking is because it’s possible he’d keep you alive for fun, and some of you would enjoy that, so at least it’s a fuckin victory for somebody. Fuck.
7. Jaehee Kang, Smarter than the CEO
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Result: Total annihilation + jail time
Do you see this face? This is the face of someone who has been repressing violent urges for fucking years for the sake of keeping her job. If she could snap Jumin’s neck, she would in a heartbeat. You do not want to give her a justifiable reason to unleash that utter fucking rage on your sorry ass. Did you forget she has a black belt in judo? She could beat my ass. She could beat your ass. She could beat anyone’s ass. I don’t care WHO you think you are. And after the fight? She’ll report you to the proper authorities, pick up a cup of coffee, and finish her daily tasks like nothing fucking happened. What a wild bitch. I fucking love her to death, tbh. And you know what? How dare you challenge her. She deals with enough shit in her life. I hope she beats your ass with a righteous fucking fury. Have fun in jail, dipshit.
6. God 707, Meme Lord Supreme
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Result: Depends on your approach, but probably a failure
Honestly Seven’s about as fucking predictable as a lunch box full of wasps. What am I even supposed to say here? He’d probably imitate that shitty ass vine meme the first time you punch him and say “I can’t believe you’ve done this”, complete with a British accent, but when you keep hitting, it’ll confuse him. The element of surprise is probably your best bet, but you also have no fucking clue what he’ll do. He might beat the shit out of you. He might scamper away on his scrawny ass legs and proceed to hack into everything you once loved or held dear. He might lay down on the ground and let you kick the shit out of him. In the end, it depends on his mood. Is that reliable at all? Absolutely fucking not. So go for it, but I literally have no idea how it’s gonna turn out for you.
5. Zen/Hyun Ryu, A God Among Men
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Result: You have a good chance of winning, but at what cost?
OK BEFORE YOU LOSE YOUR MIND LISTEN THE FUCK UP. Why is Zen higher up on the list, Nani??? you ask me, pouting, clutching your Zen body pillow(s) in agony. Zen had a bad past!! He’s not easy to fight, he was such a bad boy!! v//w//v He’s so tough and strong and he’s our knight in shining armor! Hey!! Good for you! But GUESS FUCKING WHAT!! If you’re female, he’ll probably forfeit to you immediately, unlike the barbarians before him on this list, so technically he’s easier to fight! He’d probably LET you beat the shit out of him if it made you feel better. It’s not even a fucking question of who would win if a woman challenged him, so we’re gonna move on. Now, if you’re a GUY, he’d be more willing to square up, and my advice is go for his face. Pretty boy doesn’t like messing up his pretty mug, and if you play dirty, he’ll get scared real quick. His ponytail is a disadvantage for him, so yank it real hard. You have a better chance of beating him with perseverance, but if you let him get the upper hand, you’re deceased because he’s probably a heavy hitter. Also, you will incur the wrath of all his fangirls, and probably the angels above, and you will spend the rest of your life MISERABLE AND CURSED, so proceed with caution. If you can get away with it without anyone knowing your identity, you’re golden. Good luck, but also, why? do you even want to??
4. Jumin Han, Mistah Trussfund Kid (The CEO)
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Result: Instant win, but your life will be RUINED
Honestly, I think certain RFA members would actually be very glad if someone handed Jumin’s ass to him, but good fucking luck accomplishing that without having your entire life destroyed. On a purely physical level, Jumin is no competition. He may be the tallest motherfucker around, but he’s never fought anyone before in his LIFE. You’d probably only have an issue here if you were short as shit, and even then, go for the knees, amirite? He’ll fall like a fucking oak tree, and then you can rip him a new one while he’s down. Easy peasy, right? WRONG. He’s got a horde of like 50 bodyguards that you have to sneak past or defeat first or something. And if you somehow make it to Jumin first, they’ll swarm your ass after you first start swinging and have you incapacitated in a few seconds. Are those first few swings worth it? Maybe. But he’s gonna sue your ass for everything you own. The whole world will know your name. If you don’t get jail time, you’ll wish you had. It will be an easier life than trying to live in the public. Zen and Jaehee might love you forever, though, so maybe they can pull a few favors for ya. You better pray they do. Good fuckin luck out there, champ.
3. Yoosung Kim, Small Child
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Result: Victory, but with a catch
Look into this child’s eyes. Look me in the eyes. Tell me that Yoosung isn’t a fucking pansy. You can’t, can you? It’s because Yoosung is a fucking pansy. This kid would be down for the count after exactly one (1) punch. He might enjoy it a little too, which’ll be awkward as shit for both of you. HOWEVER. If you trigger his Yandere side, which is bullshit but whatever, he might put up more of a fight. How do you do this, you may ask? Insult Rika. or MC. (Probably Rika tho). Something inside him will snap, and then he’ll be trickier to handle. He’ll probably play dirty when he’s like this, so expect to get shanked or bitten or something. It doesn’t change the fact that his scrawny ass can’t fight for shit, so you’ll still probably win, but not without a few injuries yourself. Hurting Yoosung is probably the moral equivalent to kicking a puppy. If you can be ok with yourself after that, then I mean, go for it.
2. Rika, the Antichrist
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Result: Certain victory, but extremely dangerous
Look, maybe I should’ve put her lower on the list considering she’s got an entire cult following her every order. But, honest to God, you would be morally obligated to fight her. Please beat the shit out of her. Physically, her scrawny ass could do nothing to stop you. She’s ruined the lives of her friends, as well as countless other people, because of her deranged and, quite frankly, selfish desires. Basically, she’s a little bitch. I don’t know how you’ll do it, but god damn, you’ll be everyone’s hero. The downside to this is that she might sick Saeran on you, which is gonna be a pain in your ass, and Yoosung might hate you forever, but I think you can live with that, right? Do us all a favor. Fight Rika.
1. Jihyun Kim/V, aka Flower Angel Sunshine Man
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Result: Total Victory, but you’re basically Satan
BEFORE YOU SEND ME ANON HATE, REMEMBER: this is a list based on how likely you are to win. And V? V would let anyone beat him. He probably thinks he deserves it. He might defend himself a little, but he couldn’t bring himself to hurt you. Your victory would be almost immediate. There is no catch to V. You’d just win. But you’re a fucking monster for it. And you know what? I’ll beat the shit out of you if you hurt this man. So don’t even think about it, asshole.
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shittylongcatposts · 4 years ago
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anonymous asked:
Hi, I LOVE your writing! I was wondering if I can make a request about Jumin and what would happen if MC went back to the apartment after meeting him and is faced with the bomb issue? Love over protective Juju! (it can be an hc or whatever you feel like writing❤️)
heya nonnie, thank you for your kind words!!! <3 I loved your idea sooo much and  I got a little carried away and what started as  shitty headcanons got way too exciting for me, so i turned them into a little story. I really hope you’ll enjoy it! As always i am too exhausted for proofreading and I will regret it later on- sorry.
Edit: I did regret it, wow the original is so messed up???!!! WHY???!!! Tumblr???Why? :(
TW: swearing, mentions of a fight,
Bad Timing (New Upload!!)
The days you had spent with Jumin had quite the impact on the both of you. Neither of you would have thought that there were so many things you could talk about. You laughed a lot, and for the first time it felt good for you to be able to laugh with somebody again. Jumins laugh was different, different from others laughter, because it was full of honesty. To be honest you really liked his laugh, not only because of this, but because it sounded adorable, a little deep and raspy but cute in his own way. It could not even be compared to that fake laugh of your ex. No, Jumins laugh felt right.
You were glad for all the troubles you went through the last couple of days, the fight with your ex, who kicked you out of your apartment in the middle of the night and left you out there, wandering through the city, alone. Then this Unknown person, who texted you and suddenly you were connected to a charity group and had a place to stay.
Never in your life you would have thought to stumble upon a new group of friends like this and even if you only knew them for a few days, they already felt like family to you. Maybe this was a new chance for you, a chance to be happy.
After getting to know the dark haired man more and more you noticed how lonely he was. How much he must’ve gone through when he was younger and how much pain he hid from the outer world. And even though Zen always tried telling you what a cold hearted jerk he was, you couldn’t believe it. The Jumin you got to know and started to fall in love with was kind, warm, emotional and caring.
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When one afternoon Jaehee contacted you, saying that Jumin wasn’t himself at the moment, you wanted nothing more but to help him. Especially since it was him. You really started to like him more and more, so you felt even worse, when you realized how much of a hard time Jumin had. You gathered your courage, went to his penthouse and stayed there for a few days.
He cared so much for you and your safety that he asked you to stay with him until the hacker issue is solved completely and Jumin would be feeling better.
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A few days later you found Jumin in a more stable state, it hurt you a little bit to think about going back to Rikas apartment but it had to be. You still had lots of work to do and V confirmed that the hacker issue has been solved for now. So you sat down with Jumin talking about your return to the apartment. 
“Jumin, you heard Jihyun, he said it’s safe and you know how much work there is left for me, I still need to answer some emails and prepare the invitations etc etc…”, you sat across from him, softly letting your fingers wander over the back of his hand.
“I know, and I don’t and can’t keep you locked in forever, and I am sorry I’ve done it in the first place. I just have this bad feeling in my gut. Something is telling me that you’re still in danger.”, he sighed, while his free hand ran through his onyx locks.
“I will be fine. I promise. I’ll call you as soon as I get there ok?”
“Ok.”
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But soon after he let you go, the red threads pulled tighter and tighter around his chest, leaving him nearly unable to breathe. Deep down he knew something was wrong, The hacker issue may have been solved according to his best friend, but what if he was wrong?
The ringtone of his cellphone pulled Jumin out of his thoughts. It was Luciel, he seemed quite off in the last chat rooms, he behaved so differently, Jumin tried calling him not long ago, but only Sevens voicemail answered. He took the call immediately.
“Hey Jumin, I hope everything is fine with you and Mc. Is she still with you?”Jumin could hear a sniff at the other end of the line, curiously he tilted his head. Did he cry?
“Luciel, what’s wrong, you don’t seem to be alright? Are you ok?”
“Yeah. Kind of, but that doesn’t matter now… Is Mc still with you?” he asked again, sounding a little bit more concerned than before.
“She’s on her way back to Rikas apartment, apparently she’s going there by the subway, even though I offered her a driver. But… why do you ask?” Jumin felt the red thread creeping around his neck choking him, his voice was about to get shaky, hopefully Luciel wouldn’t realize it.
“W..What? Couldn’t you at least give me a call before you let her run off? W-we need to find her asap! My god…” the red haired man sounded nervous, not only nervous but frightened. So there was a problem, Jumin thought to himself.
“Luciel, pull yourself together, and tell me what the hell is wrong!”
“I...  There… ok… Rika… she told me to install a detonation system and I just logged back into the system of the apartment and the whole system is currently unstable, which means that everybody who walks through the door is in great danger. Fuck, Jumin, I’m so sorry...” Luciel mumbled, Jumin heard him sobbing again.
“Are you just telling me that there is a bomb in the apartment?! I… I can’t believe it. Tell me the address now. ...and don’t even start pulling out the classified-information- card, I’m having enough of this. I’m going to pick you up. NOW!”Jumin couldn’t see clearly, a fog seemed to cloud his mind and he could barely hear his own voice, but he knew he was nearly screaming. Breathe in… and breathe out, we’re saving her.
“Jumin?...Are you still there?” he heard his friend's voice saying.
“Yes, I’m sorry for getting so loud...I don’t know what..”
“doesn’t matter now, I’m picking you up, you won’t be able to drive anyway. We will make it in time, Jumin.”
The boys sat in complete silence. They both stared through the window, focusing on the cars that flew by. Luciel drove fast, and Jumin was glad to have him at his side at the moment.
“Luciel?” Jumins raspy voice finally broke the silence.
“yeah?”
“Why did Rika make you do this? Nothing could be so important that you have to blow the whole place up in order to save some data.”
“I, I don’t know, she never told me why. Maybe It’s because she hid other information there as well.” Seven chuckled nervously, he seemed to be unsure how to continue this conversation.
“Other information?”
“I’m not in the place to explain that to you, ask V, when or should I say if he is going to return. Hopefully he will, because I have to pick a bone with him.” the ginger sounded dead serious, leaving Jumin alone with his thoughts again. When he looked at seeven again, he could have sworn to see tears in his amber eyes. But Jumin chose to stay silent.  
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You finally arrived at the building, it was a pretty long trip and you were exhausted. You already started missing Jumin. But you had work to do. A lot of work.
Looking up at the building again you sighed, let’s go inside Mc, you thought. When you suddenly saw a red flash at the corner of your eye. With screeching tires it came to hold and two figures jumped out of the car. A large shadow ran directly towards you, a slightly smaller one followed right after it.
You recognized Jumin pretty quickly and let go of the door handle which fell back into it’s lock. Click.
Before you even knew it you found yourself in a tight embrace. His hands stroked over your hair and you felt him sobbing.
“My god, Mc, I’m so glad we made it in time. You’re safe, I... I prayed so much that nothing would happen to you.”
“wha… Jumin what’s going on?” You asked, wondering what got into the boys for appearing in such a rush, as if your life was on the line.
“But, guys… what’s wrong?” You asked once again. The dark haired man took your hand to guide you to Saeyoungs car.
“C-can I join in on the hug?” the young man next to Jumin asked, you felt your crush nodding on the top of your head. You felt another pair of arms holding you and Jumin together, then Luciel shuffled his hand through your hair.
“Thank you, I’m glad you’re safe. Surprise~ hehe…” Saeyoung chuckled nervously, the tears in his eyes disappeared. He let go of you two, only to receive another quick hug from Jumin, who mumbled a quick “thank you!”.
“We’ll explain it later my dear, let us calm down first.”
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