#random hungover musings

[saffronsass]

@concedoxnulli

Ah yes, a glorious dawn of a new cycle had all but rendered the previous events of yesterday as nothing more than a lucid dream. Terminus awoke fully recharged, and feeling far less dodgy than the conclusion of his prior shift. It was a mundane, if not tedious routine - starting the process of powering up, hitting the washracks, and culminating in morning provisions in the mess hall with a briefing on the worldly events topside by perusing the news on a smuggled data pad. (Forgice the runon sentence.) Terminus may have been another degenerate grunt, but he still espoused some forms of intellect. He hummed some sort of Tarnian hymn as he made his way to the mostly empty cafeteria. The majority of his colleagues preferred to catch as many extra moments of stasis before the changing of the guard, hungover from sordid nights of gambling and cheap high grade. Plebians... Upon his arrival, he plopped himself down at his regular spot, and began to absorb his rations while simultaneously pouring his attention into current events. Absent mindedly he stretched his legs for the bench that would normally sit opposite him, and found they fell heavily against the floor. Curious... Furrowing an optic ridge, he set the data pad down and slowly lowered himself to glance beneath the table. The bench was gone. That had an easy explanation, perhaps a brawl had taken place and the bench was just a random casualty. Or... maybe the little orange orb had sequestered the bench and had taken it back to his little ghost realm... "Rubbish" he mused aloud, focusing his attention back upon the data pad. However, the little inkling gnawed at the back of his helm that the events with Fixit, as he had referred to himself, had in fact transpired, and he was still aboard the crazy train.

That bench had been absolutely perfect for reaching the door handle of his new residential quarters. Allowing him to not only turn the handle from atop the bench, but to push the door inwards to finally grant him access to his new 'home' after a good six hours of being on the ground down here. Hm, but what to do with said bench? It would be inconvenient to go get a bench every time he wanted to get into his habsuite. But if he puts the bench back, he would no longer be able to open the door from the inside. Not without rearranging the very minimal amount of furniture that was inside. By which, we mean a berth. That is it. One berth. For a miner, this would almost be claustrophobic in size. For a tiny lil guy? This was spacious as frag! More room than he ever had privately assigned to himself on the Alcamor, and everything was shared up there!

So, he's keeping the bench. Lets him open the door from the inside if he every has guests. Don't mind him just parking right beside the rear of the door, and proceed to blowtorch a little archway that he can wheel in or out at any time without cause for a handle. Never really had doors on the Alcamor. Let's keep it that way!

Which means, it is ration time!

Leaning forwards to zip and zoom down the hallways, and Fixit is wheeling out of stepping range as he studies the mess hall for how exactly this worked. From the looks of it, mecha queued by these weird little machines, and a cube popped out. They took it, they left, and found somewhere to sit to ravenously inhale it.

"..." He was nowhere near tall enough to grab the cube that would pop out. And wasn't like he could just stand in the queue with another bench till it was his turn. Hm, what to do. What to do?

[angelvings]

under     the      cut      you'll      find      my      new      test muses which consists of athletes      and      their      associates  that i would absolutely love some threads for !    feel free to give      this      a      heart      if      you'd      like      to      write      with any      of them      and      i'll      im      you      about      which      one      /      s      ♡

sloane wei : 28 / natasha liu bordizzo . emotionally      unavailable      trainer      who      lives      and      breathes      tennis      .      a      hard      ass      all      about      the      prize      ,      with      the      mentality      that      being      number      two      is      the      same      as      being      last      .      would      not      be      getting      away      with      her      behavior      had      she not been making the best players in the world .

willa ainsworth      :      25      /      haley      lu      richardson  .   overworked      social      media      strategist      with      the      expertise      of      making      a      scandal      die      down      .      so      focused      on      other      people's      lives      she      has      become      a      background      character      in      her      own      by      completely      forgetting      to      live      out      her      life      .

kaden      cruz :      23      /      froy      gutierrez  . up      and      coming      tennis      player      starting      to      gain      serious      fame      from      his      success      .      too      good      and      pure      at      heart      for      the      ruthless      and      toxic      world      he's      become a      part      of      .      is      honestly      just      there      to      play      some      good      tennis      .    

paris      woods      :      24      /      madelyn cline    . slightly      messy      world      famous      tennis      player      a      little      too      into      the      party      scene      after      being      sheltered      from      that      life      from      a      very      young      age      by      her      sports      obsessed      parents      determined      to      make      her      successful      .      will      show      up      to      a game      hungover      and      still      win      in some cute little outfit .

scott woods : 27 / evan roderick . paris'      more      well behaved      older      brother      .      plays      the      role      as      a      worried      sibling     who      has      already      experienced      the      life      paris      is      aiming      for      and      the      dangers      of      it .      still      plays      tennis      on      a      professional      level      but      tries      to      stay      more      out      of      the      public      eye      and      the      press      than      before      .

santino " santi " blanco : 27 / adam dimarco . former      international      tennis      player      retired      after      a      knee      injury      ,      now      a      sports      brand      ambassador      and      public      spokesperson      .      terrified      of      commitment      so      he’ll      sleep      around      with      random      hookups      every      night      instead      .

whitney kennedy : 26 / ryan destiny . personal      assistant      but      somehow      also      everyone's      boss      at      the      same      time      .      keeps      everyone      in      check      and      out      of      trouble      (      as      much      as      possible      at      least      )      .      exudes      big      mom      energy      .

[nancydrewwouldnever]

RANDOM MUSING: Chris just labeled Ghosted "a great hangover movie." /

What does this even mean? He said he loves watching Lord of the Rings/Hobbit films whenever he is hungover at a previous con. Is he equating Ghosted to these films? Because LOL.

I think perhaps he just means it's a fun movie you don't have to think too hard about while you watch.

[urxsavingxgrace]

Muse: Kelly Severide

Plot: Kelly has been struggling with his sobriety again and he's found himself in a situation that he needs help getting out of.

A/N: This is season 2 Kelly. The drunk one.

Kelly slowly makes his way into the firehouse. He was hungover from his day off. He'd spent the entire day drinking hard liquor and binging on snacks because he had smoked a little bit of weed as well with a random chick he'd met at a club one night. He truly was in no condition to work but he needed to prove himself to Boden that he was still lieutenant material for 51. The pressure of being Benny Severide's kid was starting to kick his ass. Kelly was getting more and more reckless with his behavior and it was starting to show.

There was a voicemail on Kelly's phone that was unanswered. He scrolls and puts it on speaker as he closes the door to his office. "Good morning Mr. Severide, we've got a Courtney Taylor here and she claims that you're the father of her child. There is some information that we need to discuss with you about the baby's condition if you're willing to come in and talk to us."

Kelly dropped everything in his hands. "A baby? Courtney Taylor? Who the hell is that? I don't even fucking have a kid...or do I? Oh shit..." Kelly rubs his fingers through his salt and hair and stares up at the ceiling. He quickly dials a number on his phone and waits. "Hey, I've got a huge problem and I need your help right away. Give me a call back when you get this message please." Kelly doesn't move from his chair. "Fuck my life..."

[rviner]

THREAD IDEAS with TARQUIN ARISON

Tarquin is helping out at the institute, particularly his mother's Art Therapy sessions while she recovers from the events of the charity night. Thing is, he is neither artist nor therapist. He's also severely hungover while trying to navigate thoughts, feelings, art, and trying to keep a session in check.

Ever social, Tarquin has decided to attend a loft party last minute somewhere in the city. A mutual friends of your muses, who is also supernatural but the majority of the guests there are not. Tarquin in his harmless mischief begins to weave funny spells on the human guests, i.e making them burp at random etc. Your muse either joins in, if a witch, or tries to stop him.

After a chitchat in the courtyard at the institute, Tarquin and your muse go off with each others phones and begin the annoying task of trying to track one another down to return them.

Your muse catches Tarquin off loading a few pieces of art into the institute / replacing art around the institute that otherwise should be stored in his own apartment as per his mother's request.

[protectxthem]

@nerdynanny asked: 💍 ineffable morons

Send me ‘💍’ for our muses to wake up married after a night of heavy drinking | Accepting

One of Crowley's arms and legs is hanging off the side of the bed, if he moves a bit he's likely to end up on the floor. Which is what happens next. Crowley shifts and the rest of his body slowly slides off of the bed and he falls to the floor with a dull thud.

The demon groans and sits up, holding his head and hoping the room stops spinning soon. He's hungover and he hates it. Usually, he sobers up before going to bed, but this time he didn't and wonders what in the hell happened last night.

He puts his hands on the matress and pulls himself to his knees. He starts to pull himself up to his feet slowly, stopping when he spots something silver on his finger. What the..? He looks up and sees what looks like a lump in his bed.

He's silently praying it's someone he knows and not some random human. He climbs onto the bed and grabs the blanket pulling it back, slowly.

"Angel?" He questions, reaching over to lightly shake him.

[artemisia-black]

Nearly Headless Nick: An earthbound soul.

One of the main themes of the Harry Potter series is Death. And within this theme there are several sub themes including an exploration of earth-bound immortality (the series also explores metaphysical immortality).

 This is largely conducted through three main characters/story arcs: 

Nicholas Flamel and the Philosopher's stone

Voldemort and the Horcruxes 

Nearly Headless Nick (for the purposes of not having to type out his name I’m going to call him Nick from this point on)  and the ghosts. 

In this meta I will explore the philosophical underpinnings of ghostly existence. Although like the metaphysical philosophy I’m citing this will be more of a musing then a definitive meta. 

1.0 The Headless hunt: Nick’s search for purpose 

Throughout history philosophers and theologians have grappled with ideas about the meaning of life and as a logical extrapolation, the idea of immortality. 

Throughout his body of work, the British philosopher Bernard Williams grapples with the desirability of immortality. And he explored the concept of what he called ‘ categorical desires,’ - the earthly desires that keep us alive (or in the case of ghosts keeps earth-bound existence meaningful). These can be defined as obtaining a degree, starting a family etc. 

However, Williams argues that categorical desires can be exhausted by both satisfying them and losing interest in them. Even with the prospect of eternity, categorical desires are exhaustible. When discussing a play by Karel Capek (which explores the immortal life of a 342 year old woman, Williams states that: 

“Her unending life has come to a state of boredom, indifference, and coldness. Everything is joyless” (Williams,1973:82).

It is worth noting that this play explores a corporeal woman who can influence the physical world around her. 

However, Nick does demonstrate ‘categorical desire’, and his need to join the Headless Hunt can be read through this lens: 

“But you would think, wouldn’t you,” he erupted suddenly, pulling the letter back out of his pocket, “that getting hit forty-five times in the neck with a blunt axe would qualify you to join the Headless Hunt?” CoS

Through this desire, Nick is attempting to bring meaning back into his existence, to work towards a desire in order to fill the unending void of eternity.

2.0 The earthbound soul 

Within the Harry Potter universe, the ghosts linger in the liminal space between life and death, veritable proof of an after-life yet having no knowledge of it.

Indeed Nick states that he: 

“I……was afraid of death,” said Nick. “I chose to remain behind. I sometimes wonder whether I oughtn’t to have ... Well, that is neither here nor there... In fact, I am neither here nor there...” He gave a small sad chuckle. “ OoTP

The ghosts are earth bound, yet cannot influence the physical space around them nor partake in any earthly delights. At the Deathday party, Harry asks one of the ghosts (who was floating through the rotten food): 

“Can you taste it if you walk through it?” Harry asked him.

“Almost,” said the ghost sadly, and he drifted away." CoS

Yet they are conscious and have ‘memory’ of who they were when they were alive. Nick describes it as: 

“........an imprint….”

“ upon the earth, to walk palely where their living selves once trod….” OoTP 

Indeed the  construct of ghosts within HP,  are congruent with the philosophical thinking of Rene Descartes. 

In Meditations on First Philosophy, published in 1641, Descartes states that: 

“ There is an outer world, which includes my body, but I could still exist even if it were all destroyed.”

He later furthered this idea, by merging the idea of mind and soul and exploring the dualism of the physical realm with the mental. In a letter to Princess Elizabeth of Bohemia, Descartes writes: 

“…..These arise…from the close and intimate union of our mind with the body. This list includes, first, appetites like hunger and thirst; secondly, the emotions or passions of the mind that do not consist of thought alone, such as the emotions of anger, joy, sadness, and love; and finally, all the sensations….”

This sentiment echoes the ghost’s desire for food which is a recurring theme within canon. Indeed the first time Nick is introduced he states: 

“I haven’t eaten for nearly five hundred years,” said the ghost. “I don’t need to, of course, but one does miss it.” PS

Within the HP universe, the idea of an immortal soul is a recurring motif. Yet the idea of an earthbound soul free of its body is one which is either deemed morally repugnant (in the case of horcruxes) or the shadow of human life. 

In conclusion, while providing comic relief and a sense of wonder, the ghosts can also be interpreted as a metaphorical interpretation of immortality. And whether an immortal existence is a desirable one.

[strykingback]

Louvel is just quietly, sitting on the porch of his home. While having a cup of water to the side and to his right, some miso soup he made to help with his hangover. 

[architcct]

ok im online and im gonna start chugging out replies, in the meantime if you’d like a short starter like this !! <3 

[arvinsescape]

Haz and Harry writes two love letters while they are drunk, one for Tom, and one for Y/n, but they made it seem like they wrote it for each other.

Plot twist, Tom and Y/n are dating in secret.

Love letters.

A/N: So I loved this idea!! Thank you so much for sending it in!! I hope you enjoy and I hope it's what you're looking for!! 💕

Haz and Harry were so drunk as they sat on the couch together, everyone else had retired to bed. The alcohol was buzzing through their systems as they talked, hushing their voices and giggling every now and again.

"No, they have to have fucked though right?" Haz asked as he burst into a fit of giggles.

"Gross man, I don't wanna think about my brother and one of our best friends sleeping with each other." Harry groaned as he ran his hand down his face.

"They are so close though." Haz said and Harry laughed.

"Yeah they are." He agreed. "Wait though, they could just be super close, nothing has to be going on." Harry shrugged.

"Nah," Haz burst into yet another fit of giggles. "They are pining over each other." He added before an idea popped into his head. "Harry, that's it!" He suddenly said, voice a little louder. "We do something, make them realise they are made for each other." He said as he sat upright.

"Like what?" Harry asked, brows furrowed but thoroughly on board.

"We should write them love letters. I'll write Y/N's, you write Tom's!" He said almost excitedly.

"So I write a letter to Tom, pretending to be Y/N? A love letter?" He clarified as Haz jumped up from the couch, quietly disappearing into Tom's office.

"Here." He said handing Harry a piece of paper and a pen. "When you're done, put it in his gym bag, I'll put Y/N's in her bag." He said as he pointed towards your handbag that was by the front door.

"Hang on, why do I get the risky one? Tom's gym bag is in his room." Harry exclaimed.

"Well you're his brother, it'd be fine, besides he sleeps through anything."

"Fine." Harry responded as the two of them got to work.

**

Tom was getting changed after his shower at the gym when he found the letter, addressed to him. He furrowed his brows as he hastily opened it, reading the contents.

Tom,

I want to start off by telling you that I find you really attractive, one of the best looking guys I know. You make me laugh, more than anyone else. You know how to make me feel better when I'm having a bad day.

I love the way you make me tea when I'm sad. Even if you can't make a cup of tea for shit. I love the way you always know what to do to make me feel better, whether that be a hug or just taking me out for the day, it's like you always know what I need and I love that about you.

I love how you always call me and facetime me when you go away to film, how it always seems to be that you're thinking about me. How you always text me emoji's at random times of the day if you have nothing else to say, just so I know you're thinking of me.

I love how much you look after me, even though I'm not yours to look after. You always make me feel like the most beautiful girl on the planet just by looking at me. You make me feel safe when we're out together, always keeping a close eye on me.

I'm too scared to do this in person so I thought I'd write it in a letter. I think I'm in love with you, I don't want to ruin our friendship by saying it to your face. If you don't feel the same way, please, just rip this letter up and never mention it.

All my love,

Y/N.

Tom smiled as he read the letter, stuffing it back into his gym bag as he shook his head with a laugh.

You'd found yours earlier on in the morning, you'd lost something and were rummaging through your bag when you found it, eyes furrowed as you pulled the letter from the envelope addressed to you.

Y/N,

Where do I start? I suppose I should start by telling you how perfect you are. You really really are, everything about you is perfect and I suppose that's the purpose of this letter. I want you to know how incredible you are to me.

I love the way you smile, it's contagious, makes me smile just to see your pretty one grace your lips. I love how you smile even when you're not happy, how you never try and bring the mood down but I want you to know I see through it. I know when you're not okay and it makes me sad.

I hate when you're not okay, I just want to cuddle you, make everything go away for you. I'd take all of the weight off your shoulders, always and carry it myself. Shit, darling, I think I'd do anything for you.

I love how pretty your eyes are, I get lost in them sometimes. Sometimes I just want to kiss you but I can't because we're just friends. I want to be more, I've always wanted to be more.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm in love with you, I want to tell you in person but I always get too afraid because I always think you can do better than me, you deserve the world and I wish I could be the one to make you happy for the rest of your life.

Love you so much darling,

Tom.

You laughed as you read the letter, studying it carefully as you placed it on your bed. Tom came home from the gym and was thankful he didn't see anyone as he made his way upstairs and hastily into your room, shutting the door as he turned to look at you. You had an amused glint in your eyes.

"You were busy last night." You mused as you held the letter up in his direction.

"So were you." He grinned back as he held his own letter up. "Although I appreciate the sentiment, a few things aren't right in here."

"No? Strange that. This letter doesn't quite seem right."

"No?"

"No, darling was a nickname from a while ago." You laughed.

"Yeah, you're usually much more eloquent. Probably drunken rambling this." He mused back. "Do you think we should tell them?"

"What? That their penmanship needs work?" You laughed as you made your way towards him, arms looping round his neck as his found your waist, pulling you in for a kiss.

**

Harry and Haz both looked like shit when they came downstairs. Harry eyeing the letter's carefully as he sat down, he looked at his brother who looked nothing but amused.

"Good night last night?" Tom asked as you sat next to him on the couch, Tom wrapping an arm around your shoulders and bringing you in closer.

"You were there." Harry said as he gulped down the water Tuwaine had brought in for the hungover lads.

"No, I recall you staying up later than we did." Tom laughed and Haz groaned.

"Tom, keep your voice down."

"Sorry, I'll try and be quieter. I mean, I just hate when you're not okay, I just want to cuddle you." Tom teased as Haz furrowed his brows.

"What the hell are you going on about?"

"You don't remember last night?" Tom asked and Haz shook his head. "You left Y/N a lovely letter, made her morning. Although, I probably should have mentioned that I have a new nickname for her, I haven't called her darling for a while, she's been upgraded to Princess."

"Yeah and Harry?" You mused as the curly haired boy looked at you. "Tom always signs my name off in this cute little way. I also very much enjoy his brews, you outed yourself there mate." You laughed.

"What are you two going on about?" Harry grumbled.

"Maybe those will jog your memories." Tom laughed as the boys picked them up reading through them.

"Who's idea was this?" Harry said, brows furrowed. "This looks nothing like Y/N's writing, it's obviously mine."

"Well I wouldn't have come up with something so ridiculous." Haz said, tossing the letter back on the coffee table.

"If you want pointers for next time, I'll happily lend you the letter I actually sent Y/N a couple of months ago." Tom shrugged and the boys narrowed their eyes at the two of you.

"Wait a second, are you two?" Harry cut himself off.

"Yeah, I told her months ago I was in love with her. Nice try though boys, I appreciate the sentiment." Tom grinned as he leant down to capture your lips in his. "Besides, when you went to put that letter in my gym bag did you wonder at all why I wasn't in bed?" Tom teased.

"No! I don't even remember doing it."

"Harry, on what planet would you think that was ever going to work?"

"Me? This has your drunken stupidity written all over it." Harry fired back, completely lost in their own argument as you and Tom were lost in each other.

[lihikainanea]

Random thought that just popped into my head. Why is it called a blow job? You aren't really blowing. Wouldn't the name suck job make much more sense? lol I see Bill and Tiger discussing this over breakfast one morning.

And like, I'll bet it turns into a heated debate, right? And it only gets brought up because Bill got a pretty stellar blowie from his favourite hellion the previous night, so tiger is hanging out in the kitchen--in his shirt--while he putters around and gets breakfast going. It's the weekend, and he always goes big on the weekend--usually because they're also both hungover--but that's besides the point. Tiger loves the full grand slam on the weekend--pancakes, eggs, bacon, hot sauce. Mimosas or bloody Caesars in their stomachs allow for it.

So he's mixing some pancake batter and tending to his bacon, he's whisking some eggs and chopping some chives for them. Tiger is set up on the counter, plucking grapes from their stems into a bowl, and every once in awhile he gives her feetsies a small squeeze or kisses her cheek. She holds out a grape for him and he nips it from her fingers.

"You ever wonder why they call it a blowjob?" she muses randomly. Bill swallows his grape all crooked.

"What?" he sputters between coughs.

"I mean, there's no blowing involved. Actually, blowing would probably hurt," she continues. Bill just looks at her and blinks dumbly.

"There's blowing involved," he stammers, "You blow my mind every time you do it."

He smiles at her all cheesy, and tiger just rolls her eyes.

"That was the worst thing I've ever heard," she throws a grape at him and it bonks him off the head, "You don't get any blow jobs for a long time."

"That's a lie and we both know it," he smirks. He leans in, and--begrudgingly--she gives him a sweet kiss.

"They really should call them suck jobs," she continues, and he takes the bowl of grapes from her and plunks the bowl of eggs on her lap, hands her a whisk. "There's more sucking than anything. Hoover jobs. Valters."

Bill stops, and looks at her.

"Valters?" he asks.

"Because he sucks."

He yanks the bowl from her lap and she squeaks, before he squishes her cheeks together in his hands.

"Tiger listen to me," he says, "You can call them whatever you want. But one thing I don't ever want to hear from your mouth again--ever--is the concept of giving head, and anything remotely involving any of my brothers. Understand?"

"Touchy," she mocks, and she smacks his hands away. "Pretty touchy for someone who had his dick halfway into my fucking lungs last night."

"Better," he purses his lips and hands her back the bowl, "Say more shit like that."

[ofmythsandmadness]

prompts & requests.

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HOW TO REQUEST...I prefer not too many details in a request, just so I still feel inspired to write the piece. So, if you’re asking based on a prompt below, tell me the number(s), the character you’re looking for, and any details you feel necessary to add! Remember, nothing too specific, like don’t give me the entire plot but things like genre, atmosphere, details on the reader are okay. I usually write either genderless or female reader (I try to stick with the former to be accommodating) but you can ask for a specifically gender-neutral or female/male reader too. This also applies to fics you want garnered to a specific section of the LGBTQIA+ community (for example, if you wanted a lesbian reader with Vanya Hargreeves). I try not to add any details to appearance to the story so that everyone can enjoy the fic, but again you can ask for any specific and I will try my best to accomodate for you lovelies.

REQUEST EXAMPLE - “Can you write something with prompt number 3 and 17? Preferably with a gender-neutral reader, and with Allison Hargreeves? I’d like it to be a happy fic, please, and for the reader to not have any powers. Also, they’re a cat person! Thanks!”

Obviously, I know most people know what’s up and are respectful. But just in case you wanted an example, there you go. :)

PROMPTS LIST

(these were made by me and to my knowledge, they’re not used elsewhere, only some were taken off my last requests list. also, feel free to mix + match and ask for as many as you want)

Quote Based Prompts:

1. ‘I think I’m falling for you,’ clumsy character. 2. ‘C’mon, this is definitely safe!’ 3. ‘Do you believe in ghosts?’ + ‘Why, is there something you want to tell me?’ 4. ‘Shut up about your black coffee aesthetic and try my (insert here) drink.’ 5. ‘I’m only asking for a hug because I forgot my coat and you’re like a human furnace...don’t get any ideas.’ 6. ‘Just five more minutes.’ 7. ‘And you’re sure this isn’t illegal?’ 8. ‘Wanna go get married?’ 9. ‘I love you” “don’t lie to me’ 10. ‘I hate you’ + ‘no, you don’t.’ 11. ‘let’s dance to taylor swift and forget about reality for a moment, please.’ 12. ‘why don’t you trust me?’ 13. ‘promise me, we’ll make it out of this alive.’ 14. ‘we can’t just pushing each other away and expecting things are going to change.’ 15. ‘why are you helping me?’ 16. ‘tell me a secret.’ 17. ‘you can’t friend-zone me, we’re married!’ 18. ‘is this the end?’ 19. ‘I let you win.’ 20. ‘go away’ + ‘no, not until I know you’re okay’ 21. ‘we were supposed to be forever.’ 22. ‘nothing’s fair in love and war.’ 23. ‘I want to be here for the good and the bad.’ 24. ‘So...what happened this time?’ 25. ‘I just really wanted to see you.’ 26. ‘Uh, that’s the whole point?!’ 27. ‘You cut your hair?’ + ‘I just needed a change.’ 28. ‘I can’t lose you too, dammit!’ 29. ‘Don’t lie, you’re a hopeless romantic at heart.’ 30. ‘Can we keep it?!’ 31. ‘Why can’t this happen like it does in the movies?!’ 32. ‘Can you come with me? It’s just to get gum, but I don’t want to be alone.’ 33. ‘I made muffins!’ + ‘You can bake?!’ 34. ‘I can’t sleep.’ + ‘We can share.’ 35. ‘It used to be so simple...’ 36. ‘STOP SINGING THAT SONG OR-’ + ‘-or what?’ 37. ‘I just wanted to tell you...you look really nice tonight.’ 38. ‘Ooh, show me, show me!’ 39. ‘I really wish I could paint, because you’re the perfect muse right now.’ 40. ‘Where’d you learn how to do that?’ 41. ‘Hey, it’s okay...you’re safe now.’ 42. ‘Am I in heaven?’ + ‘Aw, you think I’m your idea of heaven?’ 43. ‘I’m not crying!’ + ‘Oh, so it’s normal for your eyes to leak like that?’ 44. ‘Why wouldn’t you tell me that sooner?!’ 45. ‘What do you think of kids?’ 46. ‘Do you think I’m a good person?’ 47. ‘Don’t look down.’ + ‘You’re only telling me that now?!’ 48. ‘It’s okay...it’s going to be okay...’ 49. ‘I didn’t think it would hurt so much to do this.’ 50. ‘Nerd.’ + ‘Loser.’ 51. ‘Wait, you actually came?’ 52. ‘You didn’t notice the one bed before?!’ + ‘It didn’t say on the website!’ 53. ‘I’m in the hospital, but don’t worry--’ + ‘Don’t worry?!’ 54. ‘Yeah, I was jealous. So what?’ 55. ‘Did you know you talk when you sleep?’ 56. ‘Of course I kept it. Why wouldn’t I?’ 57. ‘I can’t get you out of my head...’ 58. ‘I made you it because I love you, duh.’ 59. ‘I trust you.’ 60. ‘How am I supposed to trust you?!’ 61. ‘You have to start getting better excuses.’ 62. ‘I think they like you!’ 63. ‘I swear if you sing baby it’s cold outside ONE MORE TIME--’ 64. ‘You’re telling me you don’t know all the words to Promiscuous? Who are you?!’ 65. ‘I only went along with it for your sake, you know I hate (insert here).’ 66. ‘Hold my hand but only so we don’t get lost. I don’t need you getting any ideas about us.’ 67. ‘Loosen up, jackass, and give in to evil a little more!’ 68. ‘You didn’t respond to any of my texts, so I assumed you were either dying or crying. I brought answers to both situations.’ 69. ‘That’s it. I’m officially convinced that you’re actually three years old.’

Situation Based Prompts: 1. Person A refuses to dress for the cold and gets sick; Person B is stuck taking care of them afterwards. 2. Person A finds a stray and wants to take it home, but Person B isn’t so interested. 3. Coffee Shop AU; Person A shows up every Saturday to work, and Person B becomes infatuated with the mysterious person. 4. Person A wants to watch a scary movie. Person B accepts, too chicken to admit they’re terrified of horror movies. 5. Person A falls asleep, and Person B plays with their hair. 6. Person A and B wake up hungover and realise that they got married last night. 7. ‘Oh...you love them’, where Person A realises that their real feelings for Person B. 8. Person A is a Christmas enthusiast, but Person B hates the holiday season. 9. (School Based Prompt); Person A doesn’t know how to talk to Person B, and decides to pretend to need help in a subject they definitely don’t need help with. 10. Person A decides to confess their feelings to Person B through a series of anonymous gifts...only they aren’t who B suspects behind it all... 11. Person A and B have a Catwoman/Batman type relationship, dancing around one another and ignoring their obvious feelings. 12. Younger!Person A and B shared their first kiss with each other -- not because of feelings, JUST to get it over with. It never meant anything, right? 13. There’s only a little bit of time left for Person A...will they make it to B, in time? 14. (Flower Shop AU) Person A comes in every day to purchase the same single flower every time, and Person B has no clue why. 15. (Villain/Hero AU) Person A goes home to find B in their bed, bleeding and fast asleep. 16. Person A has a fear of driving. Person B finally asks why. 17. (School Based AU) Person A and B get paired together to complete a project worth a lot of their grade. The only problem? They hate each other. 18. (Coffee Shop AU) Person A comes in every day with a different name and sunglasses on, ordering the same thing every time. And Person B is obsessed. 19. Person A has a hard day at work. Person B doesn’t know what they should do to help. 20. Person A finally finds out about Person B’s big secret -- only, it doesn’t come from Person B. 21. Person A is the most oblivious person in the world. Person B is slowly losing their mind over it. 22. Everyone thinks that Person A and C are meant to be together, and it’s only A and B who really, really don’t see it. 23. And they were roommates (oh my god, they were roommates...) 24. Person A’s roommate’s boyfriend is over again, and they escape to Person B’s for peace of mind. 25. Person A finds a random bag and is determined to return it to the owner -- only, all the clues she has for who the person really is, is in the contents of the bag. 26. (Party Based Prompt) Person A and B really, really didn’t want to go to the party. But maybe meeting one another makes it worth it. 27. Person A and B go laser-tagging for some stress relief. 28. There’s a Halloween party and neither A or B knows who the other is going as. But the (insert costume) standing in the corner is looking rather suspicious... 29. (Apocalypse AU) Person A and B have been struggling for months alone, and finally reach something that gives them hope.  30. Person A and B both head to the roof for some escape. They definitely didn’t expect to see someone in their special place... 31. Person A works really late shifts downtown; Person B always makes sure they’re there to give them a ride, no matter how inconvenient it is. 32. Person A forgets about changing their emergency contact, and this backfires when they end up in the hospital... 33. (Soulmate AU) In a world where people don’t age past 21 until they meet their soulmate, Person A is surprised to learn that the partner they’ve been with for four years hasn’t aged a day -- but they have. 34. (Airport AU) Everything shuts down in a last-minute snowstorm, leaving two strangers stranded. 35. (School AU) Everyone ships Teacher A and B together, and scheme to finally set them up. 36. Person A and B ride the train together every day. 37. (Doctor AU) Person A has to take Person C to the doctors. Much to both surprise, Person A falls quickly for the Doctor who comes in (Person B) -- and Person C takes it upon themselves to let B know. 38. (Neighbours AU) Person A is tired of hearing Person B being so loud so late at night -- especially when they have to get up super early. They finally decide to confront them on it. 39. (Soulmate AU) Everyone has the same cuts, bruises and scars as their soulmate, which really freaks out Person A, who becomes determined to find their soulmate to make them stop getting hurt. 40. Person A and B are hiding their relationship from everyone. They’re not very good at it. 41. Person A finally trusts Person B to meet their (insert here); the last step in their relationship. 42. Person A sends their text to the LAST person they wanted to send it to: Person B. 43. (Delivery Person AU) Person A somehow always manages to be the one to sign for the office packages...does Person B have anything to do with it? (Also, why does A keep buying so much stuff?!) 44. (Arranged Marriage) Person A is being forced into a marriage to Person C neither they or Person B wants. But B might just have a plan out... 45. (Bodyguard AU) Person A always knew that Person C was rich, but never rich enough to need a legit bodyguard. But when C’s father’s company is threatened, they call in the big dogs -- and they’re cute, too. Aka...A makes a point to catch the attention of Person B at any time possible, much to their upset. 46. (University AU) Person A needs a model. Person B needs a way to occupy their afternoon. Thus, a deal is struck. 47. Person A is a private detective hired to work the case on a mysterious murder (that strangely, Person C doesn’t want getting out). Person B is C’s lead suspect, but A can’t help but feel like they’re not the real culprit... 48. Person A drags Person B along onto a roadtrip across the country to go visit their oddball grandparents. But things go south quickly. 49. Person A gets robbed, and has no one to call when they can’t shake the nightmares but Person B. 50. Person A can manipulate time, but only by an hour. Person B doesn’t know this, but gets suspicious when they see A do something very, very weird... (you can supply more details for this one) 51. (Neighbours AU) Person A and B have the thinnest walls ever, which would suck, but they both oddly have the exact same taste in music. It’s nice; if only they got to meet. 52. (Store AU) Person A and B get locked into their work’s freezer for the night. 53. (Coffee Shop AU) Person B has never met Person A; they always miss them by only a minute. They do, however, manage to sit at the exact same table every day and pick up the piece of art they leave for the next customer. 54. Person A has loved Person B their entire life. Too bad they’ll never get to tell them. 55. (Diner AU) Person A meets Person B at three in the morning when they stumble in soaked. They’re surprised, when they show up again...and again...at the exact same time. 56. (5+1) Five times Person A told Person B they loved them, and the one time Person B finally said it back. 57. (5+1) The five times Person A surprises Person B, and the one time Person B surprises A. 58. (5+1) The five times Person A broke Person B’s heart, and the one time they didn’t.  59. (5+1) The five times Person A saved Person B...and the one time Person B couldn’t save A. 60. (5+1) The five times A and B almost meet, and the first time they finally do. 61. (5+1) The five times Person A lies to Person B, and the one time they finally tell the truth. 62. Person B is like, super allergic to dogs. But Person A doesn’t need to know that. 63. Person A has no clue how to tell Person B how they feel. So, they make a playlist. 64. Person A and B accidentally switch luggage at the airport.

Happy requesting, darlings.

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A Mystery in a Mask (but Not Out of It)[Dice Roll 9]

Fandom: Sanders Sides

Relationships: Roman/Deceit, Logan/Virgil, Patton/Remus

Characters: Roman, Deceit, Logan, Virgil, Patton, Remus

Summary: Roman accidentally sleeps with a co-worker, but since his job is being a superhero and they all wear mask, he’s not sure which co-worker. Also Patton got kidnapped.

Look. This is. It’s all but a crack fic. It is not particularly good and maybe confusing at some points, but I can’t stop laughing at the chaos of all of these idiots especially Roman who has achieved peak himbo status in this fic. The mystery was supposed to be where is Patton, but just ended up being who is who and also who is sleeping with who??

Universe: Superhero AU

Genre: Mystery

Notes: Kidnapping, head wounds mentioned

This is part of my Roll the Dice Event which is where I do random ships, universes, and genres for the Sanders Sides fandom. For more details see this post. I posted a few days ago my results from this dice roll here.

Name and Power Guide (to maybe stop some confusion, but probably not):

Who let me pick out superhero name. Goodness...

Roman-teleports- Goneboy (I’m just. I’m so tired ya’ll)

Remus- super-strength- The Invincible

Patton- force-fields- The Wall (yeah)

Logan- flies- Osprey (I looked up Hawk like birds and picked the first thing)

Deciet- electricity - Battery Pack 

Virgil- laser vision- Optic Blast (There might already be a superhero/villian with this name somewhere)

Roman woke up a little bit sore and a lot a bit hungover. He cracked open his eyes to stare at the light shining from the window onto the bedroom roof. Ugh. What time was it?

He turned over, intending to grab his phone, when he realized there was another person in his bed.

Oh, right. His regular bar. His regular drink. The getting to be regular guy he’d brought home for the 5th time last night.

Damien. He’d been told the man’s name on the third night and given a phone number on the fourth.

Roman eyed him lazily. Dark brown hair was thoroughly mused, and his mouth was naturally set in a frown even in sleep. When awake, he’d always have a sharp tongue and sharper eyes and unlike most people, the sharpness of his face didn’t gentle when his mouth and eyes were closed in sleep. His skin was a maze of patters: vitiligo, if he remembered right. He was very pretty, Roman thought. He reached out a hand to trace the line just next to his nose where darker skin met lighter skin.

The peace of the morning was suddenly interrupted by a harsh insistent beeping. The man’s eyes shot open and he sat straight up. Roman opened his mouth to apologize and explain, but he beat him to it.

“That’s my work. Sorry.” He grabbed his device from the desk and silenced it, but the beeping persisted, though a bit quieter. Roman reached for his own device and silenced it. They stared at each other for a long moment.

“Oh,” said Roman.

“Shit.”

“So… who?”

“Nope, we’re not doing that,” the man said, stumbling to his feet. “I’ll see you in 10 minutes and also never.”

“Wait…” but he was gone, out of the door before Roman could blink. If any of his teammates had superspeed, he’d have known who he’d just slept with, but as it was, he had no idea. He glanced down at the notification and his eyes widened. Well, that discounted one member of the superhero team. (Remus had ever been in the running.) Roman hopped to his feet and threw on his costume as quickly as possible before teleporting to base. Roman was, of course, the first one there other than Remus (or The Invincible in this case) who had sent the alert out.

Osprey arrived a moment later since he could fly with his typical serious expression and Battery Pack a few moments after that, probably using one of his fancy vehicles. Optic Blast arrived last and out of breath. “I hate every last one of you,” he panted, glaring at them all. Then he turned to Remus. “Also, what the fuck do you mean The Wall got kidnapped.”

“He got kidnapped,” Remus replied with a casual shrug.

Before Optic Blast could launch himself at him, Osprey stepped between them. “Invincible would you please care to be more specific. As in, how do you know that The Wall was kidnapped?”

“Oh, yeah, sure,” Remus agreed. “So, he flipped his emergency alarm, but you know he does that on accident all the time so I tried to call him, and he wouldn’t pick up. So, I went out to look for him at his last known location, got bonked in the head, and when I woke up could only find his mask on the ground.”

Osprey nodded at him. “We will split up and start an investigation. Since Optic Blast and I know The Wall’s secret identity, we will go check his apartment for clues.”

“Wait! Since when has Optic Blast known The Wall’s secret identity?!” Roman asked. “I don’t even know his secret identity and we’re partners 80% of the time.”

“They used to be roommates,” Osprey answered.

��What?!”

“You’re very observant, are you?” Battery Pack asked dryly.

Roman opened his mouth to defend himself, but Osprey cut him off. “Enough! This is a serious issue and we cannot waste time squabbling. Goneboy since The Wall isn’t here, you can go with Battery Pack and Invincible to recheck his last known location.”

“Erm, actually, I might have a concussion… so…” Remus said.

“Right,” Osprey said, pinching the bridge of his nose. “You go get that checked out and Battery Pack and Goneboy will go together.”

Everyone nodded. “Okay, get supplies.”

             Roman found himself alone with Osprey for a moment, both being the quickest to gather their supplies and get back to the main room since Roman could teleport and Osprey was always very organized. Roman eyed him carefully “Hey, do you feel awkward around the team today for some certain reason?” he asked.

“Is this a meme?”

“What?” Roman asked.

“If I answer in a certain way are you going to quote some meme at me that I don’t understand and laugh?”

“No…”

“Then no.”

Roman squinted at him. “Hmm… Okay.”

“Why?” Osprey asked.

“No reason,” Osprey cocked an eyebrow. “I might have slept with a guy and then he got the alert about The Wall at the same time as me so he’s someone on the team.”

“Ah,” Osprey thought for a moment. “Ah.”

“What Ah. Do you know who?”

“By simple process of elimination, it’s quite obvious.”

“Who then?”

Osprey considered him for a moment but didn’t say anything and the other’s entered a few moments later. “We’ll all talk about it once we find The Wall,” Osprey decided.

“Talk about what?” Optic Blast asked suspiciously.

“You don’t need to worry about it,” replied Osprey.

“Well now I am worried about it!”

“Let’s just go, Optic Blast,” Logan said yanking him out of the room and leaving Roman and Battery Pack alone.

“Shall we?” Battery Pack asked Roman.

“Sure,” Roman replied.

 Roman and Battery Pack searched through the little alleyway between two houses in a nice suburban neighborhood. “What was The Wall even doing here?” Roman asked.

“I have no idea, I’m sure,” Battery Pack drawled.

“Yeah, me either!”

Battery Pack glanced at him briefly. “Nothing seems to be out of the ordinary.”

“Nothing is even being picked up by this thingy Osprey gave me.”

“That’s because it’s a heat sensor and The Wall is kidnapped. Not invisible.”

“…You don’t know that.”

“Why did it have to be you,” he whispered under his breath.

“Because The Wall’s gone and The Invincible is injured. I mean, I guess you could have worked with Optic Blast or Osprey, but for some reason they’ve been insisting on going together all of the time anymore.”

“Ah, yes. Silly me. I don’t know how I didn’t think of that.”

Roman continued to look down at the ground intently for any clues. “By the way. Do you have any say… awkward feelings around your teammates today?”

“Not at all.”

Roman just nodded in reply and continued to use the device in his hands.

Osprey landed in front of them suddenly, Optic Blast held in his arms. “Did you two find anything?” Optic Blast ask as he was set down.

“No,” Roman replied, with a frown.

“His car is missing from his house,” Osprey said, “but his keys aren’t which implies it was stolen.”

“What? They went back to his house and stole his car?”

Osprey and Optic Blast exchanged a look.

“Oh, I see,” Roman said, eyes narrowed. “That’s his house, isn’t it?”

“You are a clueless moron, aren’t you?” Optic Blast asked.

“Let’s not start a fight,” Osprey smoothly interjected. “The lucky thing is that The Wall agreed to allow me to put a tracker on his car after he lost it in the Walmart parking lot three times. Goneboy, could you teleport us all there?”

“Sure,” Roman replied. Logan gave him the location and he teleported them all there one by one. They all fanned out to surround the small cabin they found there with barely a word between them.

Roman crept forward to glance in one of the windows. “I see someone,” Roman said. “He’s in the kitchen. No one else is around. I’m going to apprehend him.”

“Goneboy wait!” Osprey ordered.

Roman teleported into the kitchen behind the man and grabbed him, putting his hand over his mouth to muffle any screaming. To Roman’s surprise he was immediately thrown back by… by a forcefield?

“Goneboy?” the man who must be The Wall asked, putting his hand over his chest like a startled old lady.

Osprey had hopped through the kitchen window the next second. “Are you alright?” he asked.

“Yeah…” The Wall said, eyebrows drawn together. “Why?”

“He’s fine; stand down,” Osprey said into the coms.

“Wall, what the hell?” Virgil asked barreling through the front door. Battery Pack followed behind him at a more sedate pace.

“What do you… what do you mean? What are you all doing here?”

“You were kidnapped,” Osprey said, arms crossed. “Allegedly.

“I… what?” The Wall asked.

“Oh, hey, guys,” Remus said walking in from the living room. “You found us! I’m impressed.”

“Remus,” The Wall hissed. “You were supposed to give them an excuse.”

“I did!” he replied. “The excuse was you got kidnapped. I even put your spare car keys in your house so they’d think your car was stolen.”

There was a moment of silence. “You motherfucker,” Roman finally said.

“I’m so sorry,” The Wall said to them before turning back to Remus with a frown. “Remus, honey, that is not what I meant.”

Optic Blast looked between the two of them for a moment. “Oh my god, you’re sleeping together.”

“They’re what?!” Roman asked.

“Well,” Osprey said. “Goneboy and Battery Pack shouldn’t feel embarrassed about screwing then.”

“What?!” Roman said, spinning around to face the other man.

Battery Pack didn’t seem surprised by the revelation that his bedfellow was Roman. Instead, he narrowed his eyes at Osprey. “You’re screwing Virgil.”

“Who the hell is Virgil?!” Roman asked but got his answer the same moment as Optic Blast hissed at Battery Pack or Damien or… ah?

“Virgil’s right. You are a clueless moron,” Deceit replied.

“A clueless moron you let…”

‘Virgil’ covered The Wall’s ears. “Not in front of Patton!”

“‘Patton’s’ fucking my brother!” Roman replied.

“He’s your brother?” Patton asked.

Remus looked around himself. “I was not expecting this much chaos, but I am incredibly pleased.”

Roman teleported next to him and smacked him upside the head. “Put a lid on it, Remus.”

“I think we’re overdue for a reevaluation of the decision to keep our secret identities secret,” said Osprey.

“His name’s Logan,” Patton said pointing cheerfully. ‘Logan’ sighed.

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My Master Post

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hello everyone! finals + anxiety are totally beating my ass right now, but i still want to do some stuff for the event!! so, this post is a plot call!! i’m going to describe what my three kids’ll be up to during the event/some thread ideas, and if you see anything in particular you’d like to snatch up, just let me know via dms or replies! and if you’d like me to come to you, please hit the like button! i know i’ve been slacking on plotting with new people over the last couple of weeks, but i’d love to, so :pleading_face: maybe this event is a good spot to start. also, if you want my d!scord, hmu for it! i find it a little easier to reply on there through my anxiety.

minhee

minhee is so pleased about this whole thing!! she hate hate hates her mother’s stupid christmas and new year events, but this year! she won’t even be in seoul!! suck on that, mom! a little sad that she won’t be with mouse because she got her a really cute cat christmas present stocking ):

dec 25th: concert day! minhee is excited for it. she always loves concerts!! excited to be performing little touch. not much else to say here, but come hang out with her backstage!

dec 26th: minhee needs a roommate so! if your muse is looking for a roommate who probably won’t be spending that much time in the suite, then minhee is your gal! 

her randomized drawn card was yellow!! dance machine minhee is in her element! genuinely just there to enjoy herself and do some dancing! flash mobs are meant to be fun, right?

during the afternoon, she’ll probably hit up the italian restaurant, and then head off for a spa day, to be finished off soaking in a hot tub!! someone please join her <3 

holiday ball!! she’s excited to go to an event like this with co-workers and friends instead of her parents and their high society frenemies. someone come drink and decorate cookies with her, it’ll be so fun, i promise!!

dec 27th: she’ll probably spend her free day in the pool and the hot tubs again, and eat at the korean / american bbq grill restaurant! after docking, she’ll definitely be going out to visit taipei! she’ll do some shopping, drop her bags off at her suite, and then head back out to take in some nightlife. if anyone’s muses are interested in partying with minhee during their free night, hmu!

dec 28th: today.... will be minhee’s own personal hell. she drew the red card, which means she’s going to... have ... she’s... going to... have to cook. on top of that, she’ll probably be hungover too. somebody please help her and stick her on like washing up duty or something.

she’ll be back to her regular self by the time they’re backstage at the concert again though, don’t worry!

dec 29th: on the 29th, minhee is gonna treat herself to an all she can eat meal at the sushi restaurant! but otherwise, today she’s just going to be exploring all the different parts of the ship she hasn’t been to yet so there’s nothing there!!

dec 30th: she drew blue, finally! minhee is always down for more spa time. i think she’ll go for the free mani-pedi, so if anyone wants to chat shit with minhee over getting their nails done, now is your chance! 

her free time this evening will be spent... in the bar again, but also in the game room maybe!! she’s shitty at card games and always tries to cheat, so if anyone wants to hang out or tell her off for cheating, come on downnn.

dec 31st: concert will go well, as per usual!!

new year’s party!! minhee will be very drunk ringing in the new year, v excited for the fireworks, and probably in search of someone to kith at midnight. 

jan 1st: luckily, lipstick’s fansign isn’t until the afternoon, and... that’s the first time anyone will see minhee that day. she’ll be sleeping off the results of the previous night for as long as she can get away with. lipstick members, fuse members and gal.actic members, i’m sorry for her crankiness already.

eunah

the christmas season this year is a pretty big deal for eunah, even though she’ll be spending it like this. it marks the one year anniversary of her starting to get help for her eating disorder, so she’ll probably be in a kind of funny mood as she thinks back on the year and how far she’s come.

dec 25th: excited for the concert, especially since 7rophy’s set is over pretty early in the show. she’s hoping to just relax backstage for the rest of the show.

dec 26th: eunah’s going to room with lux because... why wouldn’t she. her having a roommate doesn’t really matter too much though because she’ll just sleep, wake up, leave for the day, repeat. she won’t be spending any time in the room anyways.

she drew red for her card for the 26th!! eunah actually likes decorating, so she’ll probably be enjoying herself well enough. unfortunately she’s tiny so if anyone tall would please help her reach some stuff, that would be much appreciated.

she probably won’t spend the whole time at the holiday ball!! she’ll mingle around for a couple of hours and then dip out to rack up charges on her bill as she sets about calling her family back home. 

dec 27th: i think eunah’s going to spend the 27th curled up in the library for the most part!! she’ll probably duck out to go for sushi if anyone wants to join her, but mostly she’s just going to relax, read, and maybe work on some lyrics.

she’ll probably head out to taipei during the evening though to do some light shopping, but that’s about it there! (unless anyone wants to drag her along to anything.) 

dec 28th: on the 28th, eunah is very happy that she hardly bought anything the prior evening, because she drew the blue card! she does really love shopping, so someone come with eunah for a treat yourself moment! 

same as the previous concert, she’ll get 7rophy’s set out of the way and spend the rest of the time relaxing.

dec 29th: eunah will be spending the 29th moving between the library, the games room, the observation lounge, and, of course, the sushi restaurant. just a chill day!! maybe she’ll go to the spa for a massage, if anyone would like to join her. she’s always apprehensive going for one, but they help her a lot. 

dec 30th: eunah drew red, so that means she’ll be cleaning! she’s surprisingly hardy when it comes to cleaning, so she won’t be shying away from anything. maybe she’ll convince your muse to scrub a bit harder? or... once again... she’ll probably need help reaching some shit. 

dec 31st: you guys know her concert routine by now.

i think!! eunah will actually allow herself to have some fun and get drunk at the new year’s party! she’s a big lightweight, so it won’t take much. does anyone wanna come to the theatre with her?? preferably any other musical kid?? so they can drunkenly sing theatre duets together!!

jan 1st: she’ll put on her best smile for 7rophy’s fan sign, but she’ll probably not be in the most... energetic mood. or whatever eunah’s version of energetic is. she’ll be amicable though, as per usual!! wish, 7rophy or silhouette members please come get a coffee with her while they’re waiting around.

dowoon

dowoon is pretty neutral about the whole thing!! as per usual, he’s just vibing. he doesn’t really care about christmas. can’t help but cringe at some of the spectacle people get up to when it comes to like extreme amounts of lights, so he’s happy enough to be somewhere that at least feels like it has a right to be decorated.

dec 25th: dowoon will put his best foot forward at the concert, like he always does! after charm’s set, you can probably find him facetiming his dog. 

dec 26th: dowoon is rooming with yeonggi because they are bffs!! stan dogi <3 

after that dowoon is headed to the pool, courtesy of the blue card he drew! kinda wishes he drew yellow instead but he likes swimming well enough, and will probably enjoy playing games!! someone come race in the pool w/ him maybe. 

he’s honestly most excited to try all the different restaurants, and will be starting with the french fine dining one because he thinks he’ll like it the least. 

doesn’t really care much about the holiday ball, but a party’s a party, he supposes, so whatever. 

dec 27th: today dowoon is checking out the sushi restaurant!! 

aside from that, he’s just relaxing in his suite LOL

will go out to get something to eat and maybe a couple of drinks in taipei in the evening though, if anyone wants to join him. 

dec 28th: dowoon drew blue again!! he’s not big into shopping for himself (at all), so i think he’s going to use the money to pick out some nice gifts for his parents and his dog, and maybe something small for himself.  

then it’s concert time! dowoon does his dance, he’s great, that’s all there is to know. 

dec 29th: the next restaurant on dowoon’s list is the italian place!! again looking for a food critic partner in crime xoxo

otherwise, dowoon will probably just be vibing in various places around the ship. god, he is so boring. 

dec 30th: dowoon drew yellow, and he’ll be sneaking off to join the red team to clean! he’s a decent actor and is known to work by himself a lot, so i don’t think he’ll be that suspicious. 

last restaurant today!! the korean and american bbq grill. he left it for last because he knew he was guaranteed to enjoy it. 

dec 31st: concert. hit hit hit hit sound.

new year’s party!! omg i am opening the floor to something inch resting if anyone has even read this far........ who wants to kith at midnight? but like not in the fun minhee way, maybe in a kind of emo we drank together for the last couple of hours on the observatory deck way and now we are kissing because it’s the new year. but like also dowoon does not like to Feel so he’ll probably be like “bye” and just fucking leave right after. nice one bro this is why you don’t get any.

jan 1st: dowoon holds his alcohol pretty well, so he’ll be fine for the fan sign, but if any of the members from charm, origin or mars need a pick me up, he doesn’t mind giving them some painkillers or whatever.

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                   @deathfound​​​      ||| :   random muse starter call.                      random number generated: 1.      muse: michael mccrea.

❛❛   look, i hate to be a bother, but...      could you lower your voice just a little bit? me fuckin’ head, man, it’s killin’ me right now...   ❜❜      is he hungover? probably. and he’ll admit, the throbbing pain across his forehead and temples had made it difficult for him to even focus on what she’d been saying to him. he’d hoped maybe getting some fresh air would help. mind over body, and all that. but no. going out had only made him feel even more like a walking corpse.

[siegfriedens]

[ sing ] your muse catches mine performing their favourite song with a hairbrush as a microphone. + devdyl

awkward scenario prompts, starring dylan kang and devon jung !!

Devon Jung. Most of the time, she was still unreadable, intriguing to Dylan and his curious way of living. The fact that they clicked first minute made it even harder for him to forget the witty pink-haired girl that has been stuck on his mind since that very first day when they talked.

It’s no secret that Dylan is too emotional most of the time, that being the reason he has been heart broken so many times by July. It doesn’t bother him, though - feeling. He likes to think that he is seeking for some kind of feeling he still can’t explain and, when he finally is able to do it, the person on that reflection is the answer to his deepest questions about love. Still, Devon was so unexpected in between a time he promised himself to study, just that. After all, his time in Korea had enough drama for the rest of his still brief life.

Maybe it was the way they were so alike and different at the same time, or how both tiny and sassy she was in a way that made him go after her with a big smile on his face, in leaps of the heart. Dylan was not sure yet, but there was something in her that made him change his mind after a few shy smiles and book recommendations. She is definitely something.

After some shy firsts, having Devon over turned into a habit. Of course it wasn’t like what he actually wanted most of the time since she started helping him with his thesis - in fact, he didn’t know if she was really interested in humanities or if it was just a way to be around whenever, if she was interested in him. Even if wished, Dylan’s poor emotional mind couldn’t afford being negative, not when he was clearly falling for her each day.

Friday nights were their thing. It was almost a must; they waited for each other and went over hers, a way bigger place than Dylan’s, that being just a small al-in-one in comparison to her roomy apartment. Even when being together up late every week, there were no plans for that evening when they finally got home, the two of them and a bag full of the cheapest booze they could find for sale on the licor store just across the street.

And, as expected, they drank. A whole damn lot of wine and beer, her and his ultimate favorites. They tried playing a couple of board games, failing every single time as they were the drunkest they’ve ever been, laughing at their faces like there was something funny about her shy smile and his American accent.

It was already morning when Dylan finally opened his eyes, the sunlight escaping through the shades almost blinding his still too sleepy to tell eyes. He was not sure when, but both of them must’ve passed out at some point as the living room was still a complete mess, full of empty bottles and pieces of random board games mixed all together. His head ached as soon as he joined the courage to stand up, regretting it in a long, painful blink. He wanted to sleep in but missed her company more, reason why he followed the humming noises to find Devon brushing her still wet hair. What he didn’t expect though was to listen to her singing to old, edgy Britney Spears.

“I cannot believe you’d choose Womanizer over Toxic for your morning routine soundtrack... Quite disappointing, must I acknowledge.” Despite the saying, a big smile lightened up his puffy eyes and swollen face combo. Being as goofy as he always is, he lost no time in mocking her accent at the end, falling into laughter as he did it. “Did you sleep any well? I think we fell asleep on the couch while playing life...” Remembering was just a matter of looking to get freshened up face; they slept together on the floor, even though the sofa was pretty big to fit both of them. “I have the baddest backache, and that’s on you and your lacking of furniture...” A joke, of course. He scooted over the small bathroom as he spoke, washing his face just as he didn’t bother to sprinkle too much on his face, reason why she also wet beside him. “Any plans for today? We’re both hungover, should we call it a date? I know you love tea and I love good old American more-water-than-coffee kind of coffee, so...” Again, that hangover got the best of him, definitely.