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albarivas · 4 years ago

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ana de armas, cis female, she/her — whenever i see alba rivas meandering down agnes street la escalera by pablo alborán starts to play inside my head. maybe it is the vibe they give off. bullet journals, colorful dresses, hairstyles with bandanas ; you know ? artistic impressions is what keeps them interested in agnes. i heard they are a thirty-three year old teacher at bright future. they look like the kind of person who would make you do a vision board.

hi again, it’s ella again. okay so i had cameron (the lily james) but tbh she’s a new muse and right now i don’t have the brain to develop a muse from scratch but i still want to write and that’s why i decided to bring alba, one of my oldest muses. i’m so happy to give her a new home and i can’t wait for her to meet all of your characters.

basics

NAME: alba carolina rivas borges

NICKNAME: al, albie

GENDER: cis female

PLACE OF BIRTH: boca raton, florida

DATE OF BIRTH: april 19, 1988

AGE: thirty-thirty

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bisexual

OCCUPATION: teacher at bright future

background

tw: illness, cheating

CHILDHOOD

her story starts between cuba and spain. her mother, carolina, fled from cuba and her father immigrated from spain with no friends or family and only with a few dollars. the two newcomers were matched by fate and just a year later they welcomed their daughter, alba.

two years later, a son completed the rivas family. they didn’t have much and often had to deal with homesickness and many times they considered moving to spain, but eventually they decided to stay.

it was a big change for both julián and carolina. he used to work as a lawyer back in spain and carolina had almost graduated from med school. now in the united states they both had to start from zero.

her mother traveled an hour from boca raton to palm spring every day where she worked cleaning those luxurious houses. her father got his credentials to become a spanish teacher and taught in the local high school.

alba always knew she didn’t have much. she grew up going with her mom to those huge houses and from a young age she understood what wealth could buy. however, alba never envied those who had a lot more than her. in fact, her childhood best friend was the girl that lived in the house her mother cleaned. the two were inseparable.

ADOLESCENCE AND COLLEGE YEARS

alba excelled as a student. education was something her parents always deemed as important and so she made it her goal to make them proud.

she earned a spot in a prestigious public high school. as a teenager, she was the model child. always listening to her parents, rarely giving them problems. she had an active social life, she went on a couple of dates and she was part of several groups.

these qualities eventually earned her a place at nyu. moving to new york was something she’d never considered. she liked florida, and her family were there but her parents convinced her that this would be a great opportunity and that she could comeback.

becoming a teacher was her ambition. she admired her father for doing it and she knew from a young age that she wanted to teach children.

to make ends meet, she got a job as a waitress and she really didn’t have a social life as she worked and studied full time. there was no time for friendship and even less time for dating.

it was during one day at work that she met someone that changed her life. she met another student while she was working who asked her out but she refused, however, he came back and did the same thing every night until one day she finally accepted.

one date turned into two and then three until soon people couldn’t see one without the other. most people thought they wouldn’t last, their personalities and values were too different. he came from a wealthy family, the typical spoiled kid that was set to inherit his parents’ fortune someday, the one that always featured on page six with a different woman every night. meanwhile, alba came from a working-class family, daughter of immigrants who always had to work to get what she had in life. despite the skepticism, they proved everyone wrong.

at twenty-two, alba graduated with a degree in early childhood education and began working as a teacher.

ADULTHOOD

her relationship with this guy (i dont have a name for him lmao) was better than ever and after dating for three years, he proposed and alba said yes as she was convinced she’d found her other half.

however, not everything was perfect. his family didn’t like her and things only got worse after they got engaged. the couple married only a year later. they left new york and moved to florida where they bought one of those houses alba always had dreamed to have and the best part is that they were neighbors with her childhood best friend.

but all good things must come to an end, and soon her fairytale turned into a nightmare. the relationship with her in-laws was awful which eventually caused tension in their marriage. they began to fight more often and he started to spend more time at his office than at home. however, she was determined to make their marriage work, a love like theirs couldn’t end like this, she wouldn’t allow it.

tw cheating: one day, alba returned to their home early and what she saw was heartbreaking. there he was, in bed with none other but her childhood best friend. heartbroken, alba refused to accept any of his excuses and immediately filed for divorce, to the joy of her in-laws. end of tw.

after her divorce, alba moved to california where she started a year course at stanford. she planned to stay there but that when she received news from home.

tw illness: her father was very sick, and her parents had decided to move to islebury, rhode island. without anything holding her back, she packed up her stuff and moved here as well so she could help her mother with her dad. end of tw.

she’s been living here for three years now and works as a teacher at bright future.

personality

She has the ability to see the good in almost anyone or anything and tends to sympathize with even the most unfriendly person. She often hides the extreme depth of feelings from her, even from herself, until circumstances elicit a passionate response.

She has a deep sense of idealism that comes from a strong personal sense of right and wrong. She sees the world as a place full of possibilities and potentials and is governed by her intuition. She is quite reserved and is not easily manipulated.

She is a good listener and considerate, they try to care for and understand others in a deep way. She can be very calm and intuitive with the people around her, being able to search for hidden meanings in the actions and words of others.

Of course, all of life is not rosy and Alba is not exempt from suffering the same disappointments and frustrations that are common to others. She tends to be a perfectionist and often strives for personal ideals that can be exhausting or very difficult to obtain.

headcanons

she’s a bookworm. her favorite book is the persuasion by jane austen

she speaks fluent spanish

alba has a beautiful white persian cat named nube

she loves wearing bandanas in her hair

claims she’s allergic to strawberries, she’s not. she just hates them and that’s easier than explaining why

connections

Younger brother: I’m gonna make a wanted connection because I love this dynamic. He is two years younger than her and she adores him. She tries to stay in touch with him and in general, they are close.

Ex-best friend: they met as children and grew up together, they knew everything about the other. alba’s mother worked as a housekeeper and she used to go with her sometimes, that’s how they met. this person came from a different background, she lived in one of those expensive houses alba could only dream to own. their friendship was so strong that they even applied to the same university (although her friend was not accepted). alba considered this person as the sister she never had, but then she did the worst thing in the world, she slept with alba’s husband. they haven’t spoken since she found out.

Ex-husband: They divorced two years ago, after alba found out he had been cheating on her with her best friend. they met while she was a student at NYU and were together for three years before getting engaged and married. he comes from a wealthy family, the typical perfect american family. their relationship was never approved by his parents. she hasn’t spoken to him since the divorce.

Best Friendish: Okay, so this is a tricky one because her actual best friend turned into Judas and slept with her husband, but maybe this person is the closest she has to a best friend. she trusts this person and since her divorce, this is the only person that she has been able to speak without limitations.

Bad influence: Alba has never been one to go to many parties or even to drink, but this person is the only one that can convince her to have a good time.

Co-workers/Parents: She works as a teacher at bright future, maybe your character works there or their kids go/went there.

Neighbor: self-explanatory

Unlikely friendship: The two have different personalities, but somehow, both have managed to get along and form a weird friendship.

Hook ups: She’s not really the relationship kind bc she’s always busy but once in a while she hooks up with people ghdghdhgd (open to everyone)

Flirtationship: they act like friends, but cannot help to throw flirty looks or comments at each other.

Unrequited: It could go either way, I’m fine to plot it out. I’m an angst hoe sooo

Bad tinder date: after her divorce, her friends tried to set her up with someone but it didn’t go well. There was nothing wrong about her date, but she wasn’t ready and in the end it was a very uncomfortable situation for them.

One night stand: she was drunk, he/she was drunk too. They didn’t plan it but happened and now whenever they see each other in town it’s a bit awkward.

#agnesfm.intro

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namjoon-koya · 5 years ago

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Battlefield.

(A/N: BIG THANK YOU TO @justmewoo for giving me this idea!! I really liked and enjoyed writing it considering I’ve never done a request like this before.)

Pairing: Steve Rogers x brother male reader

Warning ⚠️: lots of angst tbh:,)

You were born in a time that was old and ancient or more like the 40s your family was pretty ordinary you were the oldest from your siblings your younger brother Steve Rogers unlike him, you were muscular had broad shoulders and had a sharp jaw line, but him? he was born sensitive he had asthma, he was skinny and scrawny but heck did he have a full attitude that would get him into trouble.

Kids would always pick fights with him, making you rush to his defense and if you weren’t there his best friend Bucky was which made you happy they were truly inseparable.

For a living you’d work in a factory, times were getting tougher and harder considering the war going on your parents didn’t have enough money to pay for things so you decided to drop out of school and work your parents weren’t too happy about it but you told them it didn’t matter to you.

But things changed, your father passed away leaving your family heartbroken your mother cried days and nights for him and you could only listen as you stared up at the ceiling, and then.. she passed away leaving you and Steve alone together during work you saw that the military was enlisting you didn’t hesitate to join but when Steve found out man did you guys argue on out.

“How can you do that?! To me!” Steve yelled at you “Steve.. please listen to me.” You tried comforting your little brother but he kept pushing you away “no! Don’t you understand! Your the only one left! Mom and dad are gone why don’t you get that I don’t want to be alone!” Steve was yelling at you at the top of his lungs his throat burned.

Whatever Steve said didn’t change your mind you left with Bucky to the war, Steve waited day and night for your safe return but the only one who came back to his doorsteps was Bucky.

You got lost did anyone know you were alive? No so everyone assumed you were dead Steve cried. He cried for his only family he cried for his big brother but he cried knowing the last conversation you both had was an argument he didn’t get to apologize or say he loves you now you were gone.

After that Steve enlisted in the military multiple times using fake names anything just to get enlisted but a certain doctor noticed the potential he had in him that only his brother and Bucky saw but people judged him for being too slow, for being too weak.. for being just too scrawny but that didn’t stop him expect there was also someone who saw something special in him.

Her name was Pegyy Carter she wasn’t any other girls he meet back at home she was unique.. independent and daring no one dared to speak down on her not even a man you could say that’s why Peggy fell for him, he wasn’t like anyone else she’s met before he respected her space never judging what she did.

That’s why he was perfect, he was perfect subject for the super solider serum and that’s when captain America was born.

Steve was our fighting in the war everyone relied on him, trusted him, had faith IN him but unfortunately he “passed” away when he was retrieving the sector from red skull and went under the ice while doing so. Peggy was left heartbroken for her first love, months pass by when there was a man in her office he was facing away from her so she couldn’t tell who it was.

But when she turned around to sit at her desk she felt her heart stop “Y/N.. Rogers?” She couldn’t believe her eyes you were alive! Everyone knew you got lost in the war but they all assumed you were dead after not coming back but here you are facing her it’s almost like she was seeing a ghost of you.. but also Steve.

“Miss. Carter.. I’ve heard that you were close to my brother.. Steve Rogers do you know where I can find him?” She swallowed hard when you asked her what was she suppose to tell you? Hey your baby brother became captain America and fought in the war now he’s gone?

“Mr.. Rogers please sit down we must discuss something.” I took 1 hour to tell you every small detail about what happened but when she told you Steve passed away you felt your heartbreak now you understood why Steve didn’t want you to go to the war, maybe it was karma for not listening to him you didn’t realize that you cried onto Peggy’s shoulder letting out sobs and cries for Steve.

The only thing she could do to comfort you was to let you cry and cry until you couldn’t cry anymore.

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66 years had passed it was no longer 1945 but 2011 Steve was alive and well trying to adjust to his now normal life he lost everything.

His love, his friends, his brother there was nothing that could connect him to his previous life that was until he found out Peggy was still alive but she lived now in a retirement home.

He would visit her telling her about his old life back then telling her about how he was trying to adjust to his new life, one day he came to visit Peggy to see her looking at a photo “hey.. what are you looking at?” She gave him a sad smile sighing “Steve.. there is something I need to tell you.”

He nods “... after you went down with the plane.. I saw someone that you wouldn’t believe was alive..” his eyes widen could she mean Bucky? “I-it was Y/N.” His stomach dropped “w-what? I thought he was-“ she shook her head “but he wasn’t, he came back looking for you.. but I had to tell him that you were gone.. he cried for you so many days.”

Steve felt his eye’s water his brother was never known to cry he rarely saw him cry Peggy gave him the photograph she was looking at his eyes soften now he knew who she married. It was his brother he had brown locks of hair that he got from his mother and bright blue eyes from his father, Peggy was right next to him holding a small child in her hands as Y/N held another in his arms he let out a small sigh “Where is he now?” He questioned.

“He passed away.. from an illness I’m sorry Steve.” He nodded sadly his eyes drifted to her finger noticed a small diamond ring on her right hand “what’d.. you name your kids?” He asked sudden she smiled leaning against her pillow “Steven Jospeh Rogers and Sarah Carter Rogers.” Steve let out a small chuckle before smiling at Peggy.

“Was he a good father?” She smiles back “the best always strict on them except for Sarah.”

“Steve!” He heard his brother call out to him he turned around with bruises on his face he cups his face gently “what happened?!” Steve rubs his nose with his sleeve “I just got into a fight no biggie.” Y/N let out a sigh as he lead Steve back home he made sure their parents were out so Steve wouldn’t get into trouble.

“Here sit on the chair.” Steve did as he said Y/N took out a first aid kit he took out a soft cotton ball and rubbing alcohol he dipped some on the cotton ball “it might sting a bit.” He gently applies it on Steve’s cut making him flinch a bit “so why did you get into a fight this time hm?” You asked Steve chuckled nervously before you gave him a serious looking making him stop.

“People treat me differently.. so many kids pick on me just because I’m small..” he sighing “people look at you and think “wow! Look how muscular he is!” But when they see me.. they don’t think I’m anything.” Y/N’s face softens as he stares at his brother “well they’re wrong y’know.” You open a box of bandages before putting it on his cheek.

“How?” Steve questioned as he lowered his head “because you made me brave Steve.. I’ve never told anyone this but the only reason I’m brave is because when I see you be so brave and stand up for yourself it just gives me encouragement.” Steve looked up at his brother “I’ve usually been the quiet type.. but ever since I saw you stand up for yourself and be brave.. I knew that’s how I wanted to be as well Steve.. that’s why I’m me.. because of you.”

Steve eyes sparkle as he looks at him “but.” Y/N says as he closes the first aid kit “do that again and I’m telling mom and dad.” He said smiling “hey that’s not fair!” Steve yelled as he chased Y/N around the house.

“That’s him alright..” the following day Steve visited your grave he laid down a bouquet of flowers “I don’t know if you can hear me.. but thank you for taking care of Peggy.. and I’m sorry.. I never got to apologize for the argument that day but I’m truly sorry.” He scratched the back of his neck ready to leave but when something caught his eye a small blue jay landed on your grave looking at him.

His lower lip tremble the bird looked at him one last time before flying away “goodbye.”

#avengers angst #avengers imagine #avengers reader insert #avengers request #avengers x male reader #avengers x reader #steve rogers x male reader #steve rogers x y/n #steve rogers angst #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers reader insert #steve rogers request #steve rogers x brother!reader

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mcousland · 4 years ago

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a quick, dummy's guide to juliet's relationships (which actually became very long so its under a cut) so that i can make posts on here and have smth to point to when someone asks “whomst the Fuck is luther”

lenore yearwood, her mother. their relationship is,, straight up hostile. because of juliet's abrasive nature and refusal to let herself be controlled my lenore, amongst an endless list of other issues, they do not get along at all. lenore abused juliet both mentally and physically while she was in the yearwood home and fought her at every turn. was the one who forced juliet into an engagement to isaac*.

benjamin yearwood, her father. their relationship is not hostile, but juliet openly despises the man and has repeatedly commented on her belief that he is "a weak man". he allows lenore to bully the family and others, and let her take charge of both the house and business without much of a fight. juliet never knew him to have strong opinions unless they were against her suggestions when it came to the family business, which was never a fun conversation. major pushover, which she cannot respect.

tyler yearwood, oldest brother. the sibling who saw the worst of lenore's manipulations and came out near Worshipping their mother. he so rarely had his own thoughts bc of this control lenore had over him, and it led him and juliet to constantly fights. he was kind enough by default, but she couldn't find any brotherly love as he would never bat an eyelash at their mother's treatment of her in front of the family.

garth yearwood, older brother. though he didn't fall under mother's spell as tyler did, garth was a recluse. he locked himself away on the regular to work on his inventions and didn't care one bit for his family. juliet, being someone so full of passion, could never understand his lack of empathy or general emotion and it resulted in a strained relationship. never hostile, but never understanding.

kit yearwood, younger brother. the one brother juliet did care for, kit was another who did not like lenore's treatment of the family. when he was 15 he was in an accident that left him bound to a wheelchair and juliet doted on him constantly, until she fled their home city of elizabeth and was unable to take him with her. she regrets this decision near constantly and worries over what could have become of him since her departure, but has been too scared to look into things even after all these years for fear of dredging up feelings of the entire family.

deacon lee bates, first suitor. nothing very noteworthy here, he was the first and only suitor that juliet's father attempted to arrange a marriage with. he could not handle her outspoken and dominating presence and called off their courtship.

wesley jefferson, second suitor. arranged by lenore, wesley was a deputy in training at the time of their relationship and the only one of her suitors that she Liked. he was kind, compassionate and sensitive—but he was Very Easily pushed around. juliet found she could "persuade" him without much effort after they slept with each other, and while she still enjoyed him for a time after she very quickly saw him as a lesser extreme of her father in a relationship and called the engagement off herself. they remained friends afterward, one of the few she could name in elizabeth.

isaac bell, third suitor. a banker with familial connections to the first banks of elizabeth, lenore arranged this marriage in an attempt for securing power for the family. juliet argued the match but was overruled and eventually strongarmed into the engagement, forced to travel with the man and play the part of pleased fiancé. he worked hand-in-hand with her parents to build a business relationship and only encouraged their distaste for juliet's outspoken nature. he was boastful, controlling and reminded her often of how she would need to perform her wifely duties after their wedding came around. when it became clear that he would not change or accept who she was, and her family would not save her from him, it locked in her decision that she would run from home the first moment it became an option to escape them.

holland van daal, husband. known around shady grand as the "king of outlaws", juliet was reminded of his existence after she fled home and heard his name mentioned, learning that he had his own town named false cross and that he offered safe harbor for outlaws and women in danger there. she traveled to the town and met him almost immediately, and fell head over heels on their first evening together. their bond only grew in intensity and closeness as the years went by, until juliet was considered his equal and his wife all but in name. after his near death at the hands of the sullivan boys gang, they were at last wed at juliet's wish. their is rarely a decision made without the other and they'd,, burn the entire world to the ground for each other without hesitation.

morgan clark, best friend. morgan is holland's right hand man and he was initially put off by her presence in false cross, lowkey jealous of the time juliet spent with holland and wary of how quickly she came into his trust. however they were able to form their own bond after taking jobs together and revealing their backstories to the other,, and realizing they'd both kill for holland tbh. when juliet and holland were married, morgan was mentioned in her vows as a brother and she adores him to no end. and his wife, speaking of,

bonnie clark (né emerson), morgan's wife. juliet adores bonnie and her naive, sweetheart little self beyond belief. she approved of the match from the first, seeing bonnie as a good influence on morgan. she was hesitant to bonnie moving into false cross because she knew all too well hoe soft she was and how scared she was of the outlaw life, but immediately took to protecting her and helping her adjust to her new life in town when she decided to move there anyway. she's the aunt of her and morgan's son, jasper, and would highkey kill as many as needed to keep them safe. one of the very few women that juliet considers a friend.

luther reeves, friend and potential?? lover. luther strolled into town, challenged holland to a duel and got shot. just like any other fool who dares to challenge holland,,,, HOWEVER. luther is under a curse that doesn't allow him to die, allowing him to stand up from being shot and walk away without another word. juliet was Immediately intrigued by the man and spotted his potential for the gang, insisting to holland that he let her speak with him. she persuaded him into working with the gang (even with his dislike for holland) and thus began their partnership. they would often go on jobs together, though their relationship reached a new level after holland's near death from the sullivans. luther accompanied her everywhere on her hunt for information on the rival gang, to the point where he earned the title of her "shadow" around false cross. they were near inseparable, aside from her time spent with holland, and their bond was unlike any other. spoiler alert: he's been in love with her almost the whole time, but juliet has only recently realized that she loves him in return after events kicked her ass into gear. nothing has happened between them yet but,,, Yet is the key word, while juliet tries to figure out how to handle holding love for two people at the same time.

#dnd rambles #shady grand campaign #juliet van daal #THIS IS A LOT WHY'D I WRITE THIS AT 2AM (the time is my excuse if things don't make sense)#idk if i mention anywhere above but juliet's old family the yearwoods own the mines of elizabeth n that's their business #and Now... i disappear into the night after infodumping about my wizard wife n her relationships

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kunderdogs · 5 years ago

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KNK As Brothers

First time doing something like this and I had a fun time writing it! My siblings are close but not by much lol

Jihun: The Best Friend

He’s your number one guy, no matter what

The type to be there, no questions asked

Always takes your side if you’re fighting with your parents

Will make sure you’re safe whenever you go out

Offering to pick you up and take you there

Waits up for your call so he can drive you to make sure you’re safe

Your very first friend

As children, you two rarely ever played with anyone else at the playground

You two rarely fight - you’re too similar

Doesn’t mind if you want to put make-up on him

Just don’t post it without his approval - needs you to have one with his good side at the least

Wants to screen everyone of your boyfriends/partners before he can approve of them

They have to meet certain criteria before they’re approved

If he sees you crying, he’ll comfort you immediately and want to know what’s wrong and how he can help

Will buy you a bunch of food to help you feel better

Cuddles like when you were children

No concept of personal space

Will barge into your room and flop on your bed when you’re laying down

Wants to have deep talks about anything

Confides in you the most

You’re first one he tells good news to

HUGS FOR EVERYTHING!!!!!!

The kind of hugs that lift you up and spin you around

Gives you his old clothes/things

Sneaks you some spending money when you need it, even if your parents tell him not to since you always use it on snacks

Joking around with you like your one of his friends

Includes you in most of his plans and includes himself in yours

Especially if you’re going to get a pedicure, he’s like “I’M DOWN!!!”

Wants to do face masks with you and watch rom-coms since his friends don’t like that

Tells every single one of his girlfriends that you come before them and they find it cute until he ditches them on a date when you call him crying about your boyfriend

When you move out, he makes sure to make him a copy of your key and interrogates the security at your apartment building about every little detail. “Are those cameras in the elevator operational? How many break-ins have you had in the last two years?”

Will drag you to the gym with him when you stay too long on the couch

Complains about your driving even though you’re a better driver than he is

Buys you random things that remind him of you - like a stuffed lizard because it’s your favorite color

Seoham: The Gentle Protector

You can do no wrong to him

You’re perfect - it’s that simple

Almost fatherly in a sense

Wants only the best for you

Encourages you to do your best in school/work and pursue your dreams

Supports you 110% all the time

Will correct you if you need guidance but he does it lovingly

Takes you out on “sibling dates” when you were younger so you have high expectations of your future s/o

Probably won’t approve of anyone you bring home because no one can be good enough for their little sib

Looks intimidating but will pout and whine if you don’t want to talk about your problems with him

Doesn’t have good advice but he’s a great listener

Tells you men are terrible and encourages you not to date forever

Tries to have the birds and bees talk with you when you’re nine

Will panic when you get your period because he has no idea how to handle this new development so your parents are like “She’s the same person...just don’t be weird about it.”

Helps you play pranks on your other family members

Eventually you two have a prank war between you two

You thought you won until he replaced the sugar with salt one day when you were planning to make a cake for your friend

You were PISSED but had to acknowledge defeat at that point

He has a paper crown that says ‘KING OF PRANKS’

Gets you the oddest Christmas presents - like tire caps that are pink and sparkly

And a cereal dispenser - which you love but why the fuck would he get you that

Takes you to award shows so you get the chance to dress up

Whines that you’re too pretty and now he’ll have to shoo away all the guys from trying to hit on you

Glares at anyone who looks at you for too long

If you don’t do good in school, he’ll be very disappointed and blame himself

Tells you stop wearing his clothes if you’re gonna get make-up on the collars

Buys matching sibling shirts for you guys

Always smiling when you call/text/face time him

Wants to do holiday cards with you in those stupid onesies, even though you’re 28 years old

“You’re never too old for family pictures!!” “You’re 30 and wearing a Snoopy onesie...”

On your birthday, he’ll send you gifts at your school/work like big balloons or a flower arrangement

Brags about you to his friends even if they’ve known you for years

VERY affectionate

Will probably cry if you deny him a hug

Crying at your graduations

Cries when you get engaged

Crying the loudest when you get married like even more so than your parents

“You’ll always be my little sister.”

Dongwon: Overprotective

As your older brother, he feels the weight of the responsibility

You guys weren’t that close growing up since you’re girl

Didn’t know how to relate to you tbh

Asks your oldest brother for advice to be closer to you

Tries to be there for you but he gets distracted by his own life

Doesn’t let anyone bad mouth you EVER

Will stand up to anyone for you, even your own family

Has gotten into fights over some guy at school making an inappropriate comment about your skirt

Is so overprotective because he doesn’t want you to end up going down the wrong path

Goes about it the wrong way, let’s be real lol

If you try to sneak out, he’s on yo ass & will drag you back home

Will embarrass you in front of your friends and “your lil boyfriend”

“Who is this guy?” “Your BOYFRIEND? Hell no. Wait for me in the car.”

Lectures you about being responsible and focusing on school in order to be successful in life

You guys argue all the time when you’re teenagers/college age honestly

He’s so hardheaded and he doesn’t understand why you don’t see he’s doing this out of love

It takes your older brother to break it up and separate you two before you hurt each other feelings

Even though you do argue, he’s the first to make up. He can’t stay upset with you and it breaks his heart to see you crying because of something he said

He’ll buy your favorite food and apologize, wrapping you in his arms and kissing your head

You two get closer as you get older and you mature under both your brothers guidance

Thinks there’s no one in this world that deserves you so he won’t approve of anyone. You could bring home the nicest, kindest, sweetest guy and Dongwon would be like “Hm...I don’t like his vibe.”

HATES when you go out with your friends and will force his friends to come with him so he can keep an eye on you

Glares at anyone who tries to make a move on you, effectively keeping all potential suitors away from you

Is satisfied with himself when he grabs the drink some guy bought for you and downs it

Yep, he’s the one that will follow you on your first date and sit in the back of the restaurant with a hoodie and sunglasses on but you immediately spot him and sigh

Why is he like this

When he gets older, he will shower you in gifts to “make up” for him being an ass when you were younger

It makes you feel a little guilty but he got you a new macbook so you keep your mouth shut for the most part

Your relationship improves as you get older because he is more mature

Inseong: The “Twin”

Since you two are the youngest in the family, you guys are dotted on

But since you’re the baby, you get everything

He’s jealous of you when you two are children

He wants all the attention on him but then you were born

Asks your mom to return you when you were 3

Your oldest sister is the mediator but she goes thru puberty and you’re kind of on your own

Since you and Inseong are so close in age, you go to school together

He doesn’t speak to you much in school, you revolve in two different circles but he keeps an eye out for you

Instead of him protecting you, you protect him and stand up for him since he’s too shy to say anything

He appreciates it a lot even if he doesn’t say much about it

One day a girl in his grade was making fun of how he laughs and she didn’t see you near by

So when you confronted her, it turned physical very fast and you were pulled off of her and sent to the principal’s office since you punched her first

Inseong heard about what happened and was worried about you but you were sent home before he could get to the office

When he gets home, he’s relieved that you’re not hurt but he’s upset that you got into a fight for him. “You shouldn’t fight for me.”

“You’re my brother. I’d fight the whole school if they said something bad about you.”

He’s so touched, he’s crying in your arms now

You’re like wtf dude get a grip but just smile and tell him to be with you when you have to tell your parents what happened

After that you guys are inseparable - like twins

ALWAYS taking pictures of you and selfies with you two

Demands you take “candid” pictures of him. “Is it really a candid if you ask for it though?” “Just take it Y/N!”

He’s very cuddly with you and loves resting on you cause you’re tiny

Will buy you just about anything if you act cute to him

Complains when you steal his clothes & hoodies but doesn’t really care

He gives in to every suggestion you have

Mostly goes along with your bad ideas

Has to have you looking good in public because “you’re a reflection of me!”

Will be nervous if he brings a girl over to meet you and your older sister because he wants you two to approve of her and he knows how blunt you two are

Doesn’t want you to have a boyfriend because he doesn’t want you to “forget” about him

Pouts when you tell him you’re dating someone

HYPE man to the max

Will be bawling at your wedding then will sing “I Will Always Love You” by Whitney Houston but has to stop since he’s crying again

Asks to live with you after you get married because he misses you

You think he’s joking cause he laughed it off but he’s serious

He now lives 10 min walking distance from you

Heejun: The Bad Influence

Since y’all were so close in age, your parents made you do everything he did

If he played soccer, so did you

When he wanted to learn the guitar, you had to as well

You wanted to take dance classes? They signed him up too

Unfortunately for you, he was a boy wonder and excelled in literally everything, even the things you “forced” him to do

He’s always getting you in trouble though

In school or at home

Somehow manages to run and hide whenever someone is scolding you

One time, for a senior prank, he and his friends pulled the old ‘water bucket over the door’ trick on the dean and you somehow took the fall even though you were in class at the time

But it’s okay since you find him and beat him with whatever is in reach (backpack, math book, frying pan, your mother’s heels)

Always promises to make up for your suffering somehow

He’s still your favorite family member though

You two sneak out all the time

Some times to hang out with all your friends

Or he’ll drag you to a party

Heejun won’t let you drink underage though, HELL NO

Each time he sees you’ve some how managed to get another red solo cup, he’ll snatch it from you

Tries to set you up with his most responsible friend because he doesn’t trust none of the others honestly

Teasing the hell out of you for anything

“WooOOOOWW straight A’s? Your nerd is showing~”

Always screaming and making random noises that make you jump

Gets drunk one night when he’s in college and face times you at 3am to tell you that men are trash and don’t date anyone like him

Runs to you every time he has girl problems

He taught you how to hot wire a car and when you asked how he knew how to, he said “If I told you, I’d have to kill you.”

Play wrestles you when you least expect it

Like you’re just walking in your house and you’re tackled from the side and put in a headlock with him screaming “TAP OUT! TAP NOW!”

When he finds out you were crying over a boy, he’ll throw on a hoodie and call his boys, “We ride at dawn, bitches. We’ve got to hurt some people.”

Literally will beat your ex’s ass for cheating on you and will play innocent when you question him, even though his knuckles are red and bruised. “Hm? Oh, this? I...fell. Yeah, that’s what happened.”

Pouts when you won’t come to his band’s performance

Literally will whine and bitch about how you don’t love him if you don’t come and watch him play for the millionth time

Is always showing you physical affection of some kind - arm over your shoulders, ruffling your hair, nudging you, kicking you softly when he wants your attention

Will toss ice on you if you don’t wake up when he wants you to

Is basically a little shit

Demands you name your first kid after him if you wanted kids

Is very offended when you have a girl and don’t name it Heejun

But he’s the best uncle honestly - so sweet and loving.

Completely different than how he treated you

Your daughter is his princess and he’ll deadass fight you if you tried to take her home after he spent the day with her.

“So you think you can just come back into our lives after all this time?”

“Give me back my kid. I was at work.”

#knk #knk as #knk kpop #knk scenario #knk reaction #kim jihun #park seoham #lee dongwon #jeong inseong #oh heejun #kpop scenario

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i'm not the anon, but i do want to hear about your OCs!!!!!!! i'm bad with details but i vaguely remember you had these two gay bois and maybe one was a computer programmer or something?? idk but i think you had an art piece of him at a laptop,, anyway they were v cute

alright since i got a lot of gay boys i had to go searching to make sure i had the right gay boys sdhjfghsgsfg why do i have so many gay boys i do wonder mh

so im thinking u mean vince n xiaoli cuz of that piece of the latter

if not then oops u gon have to hear about them anyway uwu (im putting this under cut cause i tend to speak a lot and i dont wanna clog up people’s feed ya feel) if i got it wrong feel free to scream at me and demand explainations of other characters lmao

its em

Those two got a whole ass story (not a story about ass i just keep putting the word ass everywhere).

They were besties as kids, like, very young kids, talking inseparable besties. But, one day, quite suddenly Xiaoli’s family had to move back to China and so the two were seperated with no ways to contact or even ideas as to where the other was (factor in the fact that they were still very young and all, and if we take time into account that must mean they were in some time of barely no internet for everyone so prolly didnt have even emails tbh). The whole story i got planned for em is about how they grow up, evolve, yet still try to find each other again through the few pieces of useful information that they remember from back in the days. (and since im a sucker for happy ending it aint no spoiler that they do find each other at the end or smth like, pls, id die if they didnt. the important part is the path they took, and all the shit that happens in between ofc)

but who cares bout plot tbh, the important thing is the cHARACTERS (i kno cause my studies include storytelling classes so like bitch, i kno the story is the characters and all that jazz) so lets talk about the boys themselves some more, shall we uwu

Lets start with Vince, who’s the youngest of the two :

first thing i gotta say is that he changed a LOT design wise, like his first looks ?? wack.

who are you i dont know you u look rude im scared what happened to your hair ? so many questions

anyway now he looks like a baby and that’s all that matters.

(that was def done for a school exercise but look how cute he is awn)

He lives in the US, born of Ecuadorian parents. Ever since he was tiny he wanted only one thing, and that is to Win Gold at the olympics (yeah i know, small ambitions, what can i say he’s a realist at heart) for tracks (aint decided yet what exact part of tracks cause im not knowledgeable in track n field and i still gotta do my research boo bad me for procrastinating).

So he runs. A lot. That’s his main thing. A big part of his identity. But not all of it naturally otherwise he’d be a running robot not a guy.

He’s still very young so he can be a tad stupid, naturally. He’s also close to his family. And he big gay. He’s a friendly guy, the puppy type with others. He’s really big on listening to his friends vent out since he believes it does a lot to relieve stress (and ya cant be stressed if you want to perform amazing !!!)

He’s kiiiiind of an overachiever. Just a small bit. He wants to do perfect all the time, so he studies a lot, trains a lot, cleans his room, does his bed, brushes his teeth, he’s a Good Kid. He’s got a really strict timetable that he follows really closely, and in general, tends to monitor his life, maybe a biiiiit too much ? Even leisure time is a specific moment of the day, a set time, nothing more. Then he goes to bed, early, so he can get a full good sleep and go run in the morning. He needs to learn how to chill a bit more. He does have friends to help him get back into a more relaxed mindset sometimes, and once he reunites with his long lost bestie he definetly will have to accept a biiiit of chaos and imprevisible...

Cause let’s talk a bit bout Xiaoli huhuhu...

At first glance you may think “oh, what a reliable serious pretty boy, he seems nice and helpful” but he’s actually a sNAKE. Or more like a fox ? I’m no vet so I’m not sure what animal analogy fits best...

Fact is he IS reliable, and nice, but he’s ALSO a bitch. If you’re pal with him he’ll help you out with your homework, listen to you rant about a heartbreak, be a total sweetheart, but if you’re his FRieND then you’ll get that but under snarky remarks, teasing, and he’ll probably record you when you’re doing ridiculous drunk antics or just tripping over your own feet...

actually he def will do that.

He’s also very expressive and open, he’s one of those characters that i like to use for expression practice because his face will stretch in any possible way. He still keeps secrets tho, mostly he doesnt talk at all about his search for Vince (probably because he’s got the biggest lead, namely having randomly found him once through his running exploits and discovering his past bestie was now becoming some sort of “upcoming athlete celebrity you have to keep an eye out for” or something...)

He actually studies medecine, not computer science but tbh, I could change it in the future, its nothing fixed nor anything too relevant to his character dshsfsgs, and also he IS pretty tech savy so that’d make sense mh.....can you believe im gonna turn into those creators who take “fan theories” and turn them canon smh

He’s quite likes going out, partying and having fun. He values balance between work and fun above a lot of things, and he’s also not much of a big planner.

Also since I mentionned it for Vince, lets make it equal : he’s a HongKong resident, his mum is half Australian so that makes him a ? Quarterie ? Is there a word for half-halfie ? Idk man. And he’s very very bi, and quite chill about it, and quite absolutely into getting dates.

Those two got some potential for me to turn them into a story so i kinda hope i’ll be able to some time in the future, who knows, maybe that’ll happen somedays uwu

#startofamoment

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.･:*:･ﾟ’ twenty year old cis male maximillian 'maxxie' st. perez III was made in the upper east side and attended st. judes. he still resides in new york, and are currently a socialite and philanthropist. they are spontaneous utterances of useless facts, worry bitten fingernails, overlapping maps as wallpaper, astronomy projector lamps and a cozy reading nook in a personal library. onlookers say they resemble froy gutierrez.

hello my name is celia and i love this rp so much that i have taken up my last allowed character to complete some sort of deal with the devil and in exchange i will get the power to play this many characters and not experience stress. neat!

BACKSTORY

maximillian is the first born son of the st. perez family, named after his father ( maximillian st. perez II ) ... duh that’s how that works okay

the st perez name is linked to two things -- status and philanthropy

in addition to running multi million dollar companies ( both his parents being CEO of their separate endeavors ) they’re also linked with tons of charities and have a joint non profit benefiting wildlife in threatened ecosystems

i like to think of them like the clooneys. successful in their own right but turning right around to make larges donations and using their status-laden voices to speak out for causes they believed in

maximillian spent his childhood doing lots of traveling for his parents’ work and for their humanitarian efforts. he grew up very well cultured and it shows

he also demonstrated unusually high intelligence and recollection abilities, prattling off stats and financial terms his parents used around him as early as four years old

that’s also around that time that his little brother was born. he was an ‘oopsie’ baby but maximillian just loved him twice as hard because he was just sweet that way.

anyways so maxxie started going by maxxie because his name was too much of a mouthful for his lil bro and they were :’) inseparable

somewhere in his childhood, maxxie got tested for his atypical language / comprehension abilities and that’s where they found out he’s got an eidetic memory.

they watched his iq grow exponentially and tbh,,, they were thrilled

what a better heir than someone who remembers every single fcking detail of every single thing? already at age 10 he practically could have been hired on lol

you get the idea -- anyways, he focused all his energies on learning stupid facts because for all his big brain, he’s incredibly socially awkward as many geniuses are. he didn’t have many friends besides his little brother and spent most of his time in their library reading and rereading all the books he could find.

the st. perez family has been based in the upper east side for a long ass time but do so much travel that it’s always like ‘oh i’m back from ____ insert country here but in two weeks i’ll be gone again’ so if your character is from literally anywhere? probably could have met maxxie.

it ain’t his secret but two years ago, his beloved baby brother od’ed at a party hosted by margot & carter. he was there when it happened and was in the ambulance ride over and essentially watched the person he loved most have a complete and total collapse. we’ll unpack that more over time but let’s just say it’s given maxxie a lot of trauma to deal with and a lot of rage he doesn’t know how to process

PERSONALITY AND PASSIONS

definitely socially awkward. think reid from criminal minds just missing cues with an inability to ‘read the room’. what he lacks in social graces, he supplies in absolutely useless facts.

a lot of ‘uh... so did you know that on average, 12 newborns are given to the wrong parents every day? messy huh!’

some of his favorite things are travel documentaries and true crime podcasts but basically anything where he can glean large quantities of information to occupy his ever restless mind

i’d say about 95% of him is fragile, gullible and unsure. he wasn’t bullied but he definitely didn’t have a ton of friends throughout school. in fact a lot of the time, his younger brother was probably the one who got him his friend group bc i picture him as more the charming reckless party boy sort who would understand maxxie’s,,, awkwardness

brother would get invited to parties, he’d invite maxxie. they were inseparable and i’m mad at myself for that character point

but that 5%? the 5% that isn’t soft and awkward and lovable? grudges. when maxxie feels something, he feels it passionately and without any chance of budging. the thing about an eidetic memory is that you remember literally everything. details you may want to suppress are conjured to mind without even wanting them.

essentially a living source of receipts -- boy could be gossip girl or at least the robin to her batman

MISC

would have graduated st. jude’s early but stayed around to help as like teacher’s aides and things. also kind of needed the social exposure

experiences nightmares hardcore, most of which center around reliving his brother’s OD

probably holds stupid records like 10th fastest person in the world to solve a rubiks’ cube or 5th to know the digits of pi

he’s got serious wanderlust and gets restless when he hasn’t traveled outside of new york for long stretches of time

has a fascination with the stars, space and black holes. he likes the idea of infinity and endlessness because he feels like his head is an endless abyss that stores information without filling

he’s breezing through college courses currently set to graduate early with a degree in psychology but plans to pursue grad school and a doctorate before potentially adding math or a language degree as well.

relationship wise, he’s definitely not an avid fan of dating. he’s just not good at it. flirting makes him squirm but he also craves companionship and is a bi prince so i mean i guess date him? love him? cherish him!

that being said i do picture him having maybe one or two soft innocent relationships over the past 6 or so years so hmu. ( still a virgin though -- just food for thought )

PLOTS

best friend -- EMERY

fake friends

family friends -- GIULIA, FEDE, MIA

someone he tutored -- JAMILA

unrequited crush -- GIGI

protective over him -- AUGUST

flirtationship ( probably one sided but cute ) -- FEDE

first kiss -- MIA

one or two innocent h/s / early college relationships -- CECE

unforgivable grudges -- MARGOT & CARTER rip

trying to get him out of his shell

bad influence / party buddy

someone who reminds him of his lil bro-- THEO

uh, honestly anything ok

TRAVEL BUDDIES -- FEDE

#xointro #intro.

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hxseok-honee · 7 years ago

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Give me a bunch of random ass questions

IM FUCKIN CACKLING YOU AINT WASTING TIME HUH-

galaxy- my mom has always called me Sel, one of my closest friends calls me Iceland, my best friend calls me Dumbass, and recently i have earned Sela from @hoseokbubu my best twt friend

aquarius- languages!! i may be a math major but the one thing i truly love learning about is languages

aquila- tbhhhhh books, like i dont reach as much as i used to but theres so much potential w books. You can get lost in books, but tbh youre kinda stuck w the movie ya feel - i still stand by the fact that each harry potter movie shoulda been like 5 hours long just so all the detail could be covered (ginny deserved better yall)

pisces bc im in a mood rn- he’s the biggest fuckin dork ive ever met in my life. when we met i actually hated him. we were in the same intro lit class, my first day of college. he was wearing these fuckboi ass chinos and a pink (”it’s salmON BITCH”) polo (yes he still owns it, yes i still hate it) , he was the epitome of frat boy. he was rude, he was bratty, he was arrogant. he was a shitty friend. but ive always given people too many chances. i kept him in my life because he was really kind to me when we were alone, he would buy my lunch when i was too broke to go out w him, he would stop at my dorm and check on me when i didnt go to class. he was a good kid. but if his friends were around it was like he didnt know me. he wouldnt look at me, he wouldnt sit near me, he wouldnt acknowledge my existence. eventually i told him i was tired of him and that smth had to change, and he told me. that he was scared of not being cool enough, that he wanted to have a lot of fratty friends bc theres so many of them and he had never really had friends, he wanted people he could always sit with in the dining hall bc he was afraid of being alone. so i stayed. i stayed when his fake ass friends didnt. i stayed when he called me crying in the middle of the night because he was homesick. and then he changed. we ate lunch together every day (publicly! omg shocker), we studied together, we passed our classes together. we were inseparable. still kind of are. when my mental health essentially left me, he was there to chase after it and kept it in place while i worked on loving myself again. when i would disappear for days he was blowing up my roommate’s phone trying to reach me. when i broke down in the middle of the quad after my math professor told me i would never be good enough, he found me and kept me from doing something stupid. he eventually opened up to me and made sure i knew he wasnt going anywhere. he kept me safe, he told me when i was being stupid (every single day), he made sure i ate and dragged me out of the library when he found out i started pulling all-nighters. we finished our first year like that. and then our second year. the exact same way. i had a boyfriend my first year, and when that guy dumped me, i played it off like it was fine and i was okay, but this bitch has always known me and the way i hide myself, so he showed up at my dorm demanding that i come hang out with him for the night. and when that guy showed up again in my life second year trying to act like he still wanted me, this shy ass kid was next to me having a ‘conversation’ with a guy like 4 inches taller than him bc he knew i was upset by it. we facetime every weekend in the summers, and have text threads that make absolutely no fucking sense to anyone else. he knows my parents because i live close to school, and ive become friends with his roommates and have daily “roast our favorite dumbass” sessions with his girlfriend. he’s my favorite egg-headed fuckboi, and he has all my baby pictures for blackmail when i dont do what he says. hes my best friend, hes my “son”, and i will always adore him with all my heart, even if he still has those nasty ass chinos and spends all his money on things he doesnt need because hes a san francisco born and raised boujee bitch. here’s to hoping third year is just as good

OOPS THAT WAS A LOT OKAY BYE THANKS FOR REQUEST

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severalbakuras · 7 years ago

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survey thing

i think this is under a cut, the edit post function isn’t giving me any indication that it is though. so sorry if this post is super long.

edit it’s not aaaaaa

Rules: Tag 9 people you want to get to know.

Tagged by @scrawlers

Relationship Status:

single af

Favorite Color:

you want me to pick one wtf? all reds, all purples, warm browns

Lipstick or Chapstick:

chapstick

Last Song:

that sia song from the MLP movie it’s p. good.

Last Movie:

some christmas movie about a reindeer that isn’t rudolph. he’s prancer’s estranged son and not used to his mother marrying some other deer and getting a stepbrother and he gets kidnapped by eagles led by a white wolf who hates santa because he killed her brother i think and the main deer teams up with some loner deer to save his brother and also he can casually fly.

i think it’s a sequel to some other movie bc there’s got to be a reason prancer and forgettable mum deer divorced. for how cheap it looked the backgrounds were surprisingly nice.

my baby cousins loved it so what i think of it doesn’t really matter lel

Top 3 Shows:

khhhh i don’t watch many tv shows tbh

revolutionary girl utena (+ movie)

yugioh

voltron legendary defender (subject to change in the future if i get bored)

Top 3 Ships:

i’m shamelessly copying scrawlers here to describe my ships lelel

Top 3 Romantic Ships:

keitor - keith/lotor (VLD) - ok so like this ship murdered me it came the fuck out of nowhere about midway through S3 and at the time i was like ‘welp cracky trash ship for me! there’s always one!!’ but then it suddenly Wasn’t around the time S4 came out and it’s not even close to canon but tbh when has that fucking stopped me see the next ship on this list lmaoo

garrosh/jaina (WoW) - canonically, absolutely fucking not because he’s dead and was incredibly shitty, but in AUs? my god i want all the AUs. give them to me. what happened to that one ‘boar and lioness’ rp blog i need it. the aesthetic of this ship slays me every time and there’s so much POTENTIAL.

tidus and yuna (FFX) - LISTEN. listen. ffx was both my first FF game and my first RPG. it was my third videogame after pokemon and spyro. i had literally never seen this kind of thing before. little eleven year old me was so invested in these two that when they kissed i was sobbing. ‘suteki da ne’ still kicks me in the heart as does pretty much every song on the ost. i will defend every awkward translation or dialogue to the death. (and i will call him ‘teedus’ the day i say ‘jif’) (THE STORY REVOLVES AROUND THE OCEAN AKA CHANGING TIDES AKA TIDE-US FUCK YOU)

Top 3 Familial Ships:

magdeline and biggs (WoW) - ocs are cool right. anyway. both undead. both worgen. magdeline is the literal official deathlord of acherus. biggs is... not. he’s huge but he’s incredibly clumsy. they met when he failed miserably on his assignment during the destruction of the scarlet enclave and magdeline ended up rescuing him. she took him under her wing to save him from razuvious after being inspired by thassarian and koltira and they’ve stuck together ever since. in cata and with the return of gilneas to the alliance (sort of) biggs managed to track down his still living family but was soundly rejected. so did magdeline, who was only able to find her sister. biggs sort of wonders if magdeline would’ve kept him around if mackoire had accepted magdeline. the answer is absolutely. mackoire might be her older sister but biggs is magdeline’s little brother.

kolivan and keith (vld) - kolivan is doing his damn well best to keep keith alive the finale of S4 was not kolivan’s fault. just getting that out of the way. but yeah anyway. i live for keith getting a father figure alongside shiro (like the fact that kolivan is introduced and he and keith can connect before shiro vanishes is one of my favourite things because kolivan isn’t filling a void he’s just helping keith explore a new piece of his identity). and i live for kolivan taking a personal interest in the newest recruit and accompanying him on missions and by god just tell him about his mother if she was a blade already ;;;;;;;;

farkas and the dragonborn ‘diego’ (skyrim) - oc again. i’m pretty sure that farkas is everyone’s bro in skyrim but fuck it he’s diego’s bro the most. she want ballistic when his other brothers and sisters in arms insulted him and brawled them into submission, when they’d barely known each other a day and he wasn’t even in earshot at the time. she cured his lycanthropy without question, securing his soul a place in sovngarde. she trusts him to protect her beloved wife and children and home. he was her first friend in whiterun and she’ll never forget that.

Top 3 Human & Animal Companion (Platonic Soulmate) Ships:

valcia and eleanor (wow) - ocs again lol can’t stop won’t stop. eleanor the white devilsaur is valcia the blood elf’s most trusted companion, from pretty much the beginning. when valcia came of age just prior to the rediscovery of pandaria she made her way down to un’goro crater, surviving one of the fiercest jungles on azeroth as a sort of ‘skip the frying pan let’s jump into the volcano’ thing. there she found eleanor, trapped in a tar pit. initially she considered putting the poor thing out of her misery, but there was something in those bright eyes that made her put the bow away and use what little magic she knew (and rope) to pull the devilsaur free. she expected her to run away or try to attack once the tar had been cleaned off and she recovered her strength, but neither happened. instead, she just followed valcia around the entire crater, not too close but never too far away. one night her sleep was interrupted by vile chittering and silithid carapaces being crushed. when she investigated she found the devilsaur trying to fend them off - the two of them fought at each other’s side until daybreak and all of the bugs were dead. valcia treated the devilsaur’s wounds and after that they were inseparable. she’s loyally battled alongside valcia against gods, demons and everything in between, she’s crossed dimensions, planets, even timelines alongside her with little to ask in return except a chin rub and maybe a nice kodo haunch. it’s eleanor’s judgement of someone that matters most to valcia and she’s the only family valcia needs. i love them i could write more but that’s getting into nitty gritty wow lore lel.

i actually can’t think of any that i’m as emotionally invested in as these two lol so i’ll leave it at that

Tagging anyone who wants to do this lol

#long post

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MBTI Results

Logistician Personality (ISTJ, -A/-T)

IDK how accurate this is TBH but here’s more info on it.

My observation is that whenever one person is found adequate to the discharge of a duty... it is worse executed by two persons, and scarcely done at all if three or more are employed therein.

-- George Washington

The Logistician personality type is thought to be the most abundant, making up around 13% of the population. Their defining characteristics of integrity, practical logic and tireless dedication to duty make Logisticians a vital core to many families, as well as organizations that uphold traditions, rules and standards, such as law offices, regulatory bodies and military. People with the Logistician personality type enjoy taking responsibility for their actions, and take pride in the work they do – when working towards a goal, Logisticians hold back none of their time and energy completing each relevant task with accuracy and patience.

Logisticians don’t make many assumptions, preferring instead to analyze their surroundings, check their facts and arrive at practical courses of action. Logistician personalities are no-nonsense, and when they’ve made a decision, they will relay the facts necessary to achieve their goal, expecting others to grasp the situation immediately and take action. Logisticians have little tolerance for indecisiveness, but lose patience even more quickly if their chosen course is challenged with impractical theories, especially if they ignore key details – if challenges becomes time-consuming debates, Logisticians can become noticeably angry as deadlines tick nearer.

Associate With Those of Good Quality if You Esteem Your Reputation...

When Logisticians say they are going to get something done, they do it, meeting their obligations no matter the personal cost, and they are baffled by people who don’t hold their own word in the same respect. Combining laziness and dishonesty is the quickest way to get on Logisticians’ bad side. Consequently, people with the Logistician personality type often prefer to work alone, or at least have their authority clearly established by hierarchy, where they can set and achieve their goals without debate or worry over other’s reliability.

Logisticians have sharp, fact-based minds, and prefer autonomy and self-sufficiency to reliance on someone or something. Dependency on others is often seen by Logisticians as a weakness, and their passion for duty, dependability and impeccable personal integrity forbid falling into such a trap.

This sense of personal integrity is core to Logisticians, and goes beyond their own minds – Logistician personalities adhere to established rules and guidelines regardless of cost, reporting their own mistakes and telling the truth even when the consequences for doing so could be disastrous. To Logisticians, honesty is far more important than emotional considerations, and their blunt approach leaves others with the false impression that Logisticians are cold, or even robotic. People with this type may struggle to express emotion or affection outwardly, but the suggestion that they don’t feel, or worse have no personality at all, is deeply hurtful.

...For It Is Better to Be Alone Than in Bad Company

Logisticians’ dedication is an excellent quality, allowing them to accomplish much, but it is also a core weakness that less scrupulous individuals take advantage of. Logisticians seek stability and security, considering it their duty to maintain a smooth operation, and they may find that their coworkers and significant others shift their responsibilities onto them, knowing that they will always take up the slack. Logisticians tend to keep their opinions to themselves and let the facts do the talking, but it can be a long time before observable evidence tells the whole story.

Logisticians need to remember to take care of themselves – their stubborn dedication to stability and efficiency can compromise those goals in the long term as others lean ever-harder on them, creating an emotional strain that can go unexpressed for years, only finally coming out after it’s too late to fix. If they can find coworkers and spouses who genuinely appreciate and complement their qualities, who enjoy the brightness, clarity and dependability that they offer, Logisticians will find that their stabilizing role is a tremendously satisfying one, knowing that they are part of a system that works.

Logistician Strengths and Weaknesses

Logistician Strengths

Honest and Direct – Integrity is the heart of the Logistician personality type. Emotional manipulation, mind games and reassuring lies all run counter to Logisticians’ preference for managing the reality of the situations they encounter with plain and simple honesty.

Strong-willed and Dutiful – Logisticians embody that integrity in their actions too, working hard and staying focused on their goals. Patient and determined, people with the Logistician personality type meet their obligations, period.

Very Responsible – Logisticians’ word is a promise, and a promise means everything. Logisticians would rather run themselves into the ground with extra days and lost sleep than fail to deliver the results they said they would. Loyalty is a strong sentiment for Logistician personalities, and they fulfill their duties to the people and organizations they’ve committed themselves to.

Calm and Practical – None of their promises would mean much if Logisticians lost their tempers and broke down at every sign of hardship – they keep their feet on the ground and make clear, rational decisions. Peoples’ preferences are a factor to consider in this process, and Logisticians work to make the best use of individual qualities, but these decisions are made with effectiveness in mind more so than empathy. The same applies to criticisms, for others and themselves.

Create and Enforce Order – The primary goal of any Logistician is to be effective in what they’ve chosen to do, and they believe that this is accomplished best when everyone involved knows exactly what is going on and why. Unclear guidelines and people who break established rules undermine this effort, and are rarely tolerated by Logisticians. Structure and rules foster dependability; chaos creates unforeseen setbacks and missed deadlines.

Jacks-of-all-trades – Much like Analyst personality types, Logisticians are proud repositories of knowledge, though the emphasis is more on facts and statistics than concepts and underlying principles. This allows Logisticians to apply themselves to a variety of situations, picking up and applying new data and grasping the details of challenging situations as a matter of course.

Logistician Weaknesses

Stubborn – The facts are the facts, and Logisticians tend to resist any new idea that isn’t supported by them. This factual decision-making process also makes it difficult for people with the Logistician personality type to accept that they were wrong about something – but anyone can miss a detail, even them.

Insensitive – While not intentionally harsh, Logisticians often hurt more sensitive types’ feelings by the simple mantra that honesty is the best policy. Logistician personalities may take emotions into consideration, but really only so far as to determine the most effective way to say what needs to be said.

Always by the Book – Logisticians believe that things work best with clearly defined rules, but this makes them reluctant to bend those rules or try new things, even when the downside is minimal. Truly unstructured environments leave Logisticians all but paralyzed.

Judgmental – Opinions are opinions and facts are facts, and Logisticians are unlikely to respect people who disagree with those facts, or especially those who remain willfully ignorant of them.

Often Unreasonably Blame Themselves – All this can combine to make Logisticians believe they are the only ones who can see projects through reliably. As they load themselves with extra work and responsibilities, turning away good intentions and helpful ideas, Logisticians sooner or later hit a tipping point where they simply can’t deliver. Since they’ve heaped the responsibility on themselves, Logisticians then believe the responsibility for failure is theirs alone to bear.

Logistician Relationships

Logisticians are dependable through and through, and this trait is clearly expressed when it comes to their romantic relationships. Often representing the epitome of family values, people with the Logistician personality type are comfortable with, and often even encourage traditional household and gender roles, and look to a family structure guided by clear expectations and honesty. While their reserved nature often makes dating Logisticians challenging, they are truly dedicated partners, willing to devote tremendous thought and energy to ensure stable and mutually satisfying relationships.

Happiness and Moral Duty Are Inseparably Connected

Blind dates and random hookups are not Logisticians’ preferred methods for finding potential partners. The risk and unpredictability of these situations has Logisticians’ alarm bells ringing, and being dragged out for a night of dancing at the club just isn’t going to happen. Logistician personalities much prefer more responsible, conservative methods of dating, such as dinner with an interested coworker or, in their more adventurous moods, a setup organized through a mutual friend.

Logisticians approach relationships, as with most things, from a rational perspective, looking for compatibility and the mutual satisfaction of daily and long-term needs. This isn’t a process that Logisticians take lightly, and once commitments are established, they stick to their promises to the very end. Logisticians establish foundations, fulfill their responsibilities, and keep their relationships functional and stable.

As their relationships transitions into the long-term, Logisticians gladly see to the necessary daily tasks around the house, applying the same sense of duty to their home life that they do in the workplace.

While this may not translate into particularly exotic intimate lives, Logisticians are dependable lovers who want very much for their partners to remain satisfied. It takes patience on the part of more adventurous partners, but if different activities can be demonstrated as equally or more enjoyable than those already within Logisticians’ comfort zones, they are perfectly capable of trying something new.

However, emotional satisfaction can be another matter. While Logisticians are able to provide surprisingly good emotional support, this only happens when they realize that it’s necessary, and there’s the rub. Logisticians are not naturally receptive to others’ emotions, not unless they are stated clearly, and a partner usually only says “I’m angry” when it’s too late to address the initial grievance.

Let Your Heart Feel Their Afflictions, and Give Proportionally

People with the Logistician personality type can get so caught up in the belief in their correctness, in “winning” arguments they thought were about facts, that they don’t realize their partner may have viewed things from a perspective of consideration and sensitivity. Especially with more sensitive partners, this can be a huge challenge for the relationship. Ultimately though, Logisticians’ senses of responsibility and dedication set the tone, and they spare no effort in noting to this distinction moving forward, the consequences having been demonstrated as real.

While Logisticians’ staid approach may seem boring to some, there is an undeniable attractiveness to it, though felt perhaps more by respect and admiration than emotional passion. Logisticians’ shells hide a strong and quiet determination and reliability, rare among other personality types, which can benefit even the flightiest personalities, allowing them to stay connected to the real world while still exploring new territory. Partners who share the Observant (S) trait are the best fit for Logistician personalities, with one or two opposing traits to create balance and to expand Logisticians’ sometimes overly isolated world, such as partners with Extraverted (E) or Prospecting (P) traits.

LOGISTICIAN FRIENDS

Logistician friends are not spontaneous. They are not talkative, or particularly playful in their affection. What Logistician friends are is loyal, trustworthy, honorable and dependable. Others may come and go with the ups and downs of life, but Logisticians stay by their friends’ sides no matter what, with a deepness of commitment that other types may not even believe is possible.

True Friendship Is a Plant of Slow Growth

Logisticians are a very methodical personality type, and this loyalty isn’t given away lightly. Often slow to make friends, Logisticians usually end up with a smaller circle, but they consider that circle to represent a promise to be there for the people they care about, and Logisticians’ promises are not easily broken.

Expressing emotional affection isn’t one of Logisticians’ stronger skills, but they nevertheless find ways to show it. As Socrates said, “To be is to do”, and Logisticians’ follow-through, their willingness to take action as a show of support, stands in for their words.

These actions convey a sensitivity that many fail to see, but it is a quality that Logisticians’ friends come to admire and depend on in the long years of their friendships.

But all of this sounds terribly serious, and indeed it only shows the one side of Logisticians and their approach to their friendships. The other side knows how to stop being quite so staid, and especially in the company of joyful and talkative Extraverts (E), Logisticians enjoy relaxing and having fun with a good discussion about work, life, and current events.

People with the Logistician personality type don’t like conflict, and this applies to how they select their friends as well. Seeking out friends with similar principles and opinions, Logisticians most often befriend other Sentinels personalities, who are likely to share their perspective and world vision. While they are unlikely to become friends with substantially different types – it simply takes too much energy to bridge the communication gap – Logistician personalities still recognize and appreciate others’ strengths and qualities.

Knowledge Is the Surest Basis of Happiness

In fact, as if to prove the point, Logisticians almost always have at least one Intuitive (N) friend in their inner circle, despite the disconnect the two perspectives bring. These are very much relationships built not on mutual understanding, but out of respect for their mutual differences. Logisticians marvel at Intuitives’ breadth of thought, being very much in tune with their own intelligence, while Intuitives admire Logisticians’ realism and dependability, something they are often hard-pressed to find in themselves. Knowledge, as always, is the great equalizer.

LOGISTICIAN PARENTS

As parents, people with the Logistician personality type are often the most comfortable. Their sense of responsibility and honor blends well with a tradition that has been in place since time immemorial: to raise one’s children to be respected, contributing members of home and society. As with most commitments, Logisticians do not take their roles as parents lightly, and will make it their work to ensure that this tradition is upheld to the highest standard.

This doesn’t always come easily for their children though, as Logisticians tend to be strict, with high standards and expectations. Logistician personalities establish stable, clearly structured environments for their children, always with an eye on helping them to develop a sense of place in society, and to fulfill useful roles.

A clear sense of hierarchy is a part of developing this identity, and Logisticians work just as much to ensure an appropriate respect for authority as they do with family and societal structure.

All this loyalty, devotion and structure are of little use though when Logisticians’ children need the warmth of emotional support. While Logisticians can be sensitive towards those they care about in their own way, it’s hard for younger children and especially adolescents to recognize this tough love for the love that it is. Often Logisticians need to rely on a more sensitive partner to fill this role and mediate between rational purpose and the more ethereal sense of emotional well-being.

Success Is Owed to Our Parents’ Moral and Intellectual Teachings

People with the Logistician personality type are strongly principled, valuing patience and hard work, qualities children often struggle with. Nevertheless, Logisticians’ children are expected to meet these standards and share these values, for their own good. This approach often bears its fruit in the long run, but Logisticians must keep in mind that their approach creates natural barriers and distance that often leave their children wondering if they’re on the same team.

Taken too far, or with mutual stubbornness, this may even set in as a permanent state in the relationship, something both Logistician parents and their children ultimately regret. It is best for Logisticians to embrace and hold to their own values, but to also recognize that each person has their own goals, and to meet their children halfway in attaining theirs. Combining their natural devotion and purpose with this flexibility in support of their children’s own vision leads to a sense of mutual respect and accomplishment that any Logistician parent would be proud of.

Logistician Careers

While many personality types may be comfortable with flexible work as consultants and sole proprietors, Logisticians are much more focused on building long-term, stable careers. That’s not to say that Logisticians can’t do that sort of work – many find themselves thinking about what’s on the other side of those cubical walls – but what they crave is dependability, and that is reflected in their choice of work perhaps more so than in any other part of their lives.

Have No Other View Than to Promote the Public Good

The facts support this, as the most common careers among people with the Logistician personality type revolve around institutions of respected tradition, authority, security, and established consistency. Careers as military officers, lawyers, judges, police officers and detectives are all very popular among Logisticians. This makes sense, as they not only offer the stability that Logisticians seek, but are in line with their principles and conservatism, establishing clear societal roles.

Logisticians of course aren’t limited to these organizations – there are many other roles that utilize their reliability, objectivity and sharp eyes. When facts and logic are out of place, Logistician personalities swoop in as the accountants, auditors, data analysts, financial managers, business administrators and even doctors that identify, report and correct the issues at hand.

Most of these careers have Logisticians working alone, which is usually their preference, but when teams are necessary, they are best defined by clearly outlined roles, responsibilities and work environments.

Nothing is quite so challenging for Logisticians as ongoing debates about who is responsible for what, resulting in work that’s shoddily assembled – or worse, incomplete.

Logisticians have strong opinions about how things should be done, and if things are shuffled too often, people with this personality type can become surprisingly vocal about their opposition. It’s important for Logisticians to remember that even the most traditional and stable career paths can and need to change as time goes by. It is much better to accept this with grace than to develop reputations of being enemies of new ideas.

Business Discourse Should Be Short and Comprehensive

Logisticians may also struggle with the increasingly open and social requirements of modern work life. Being somewhat bad at sensing others feelings, Logisticians’ “just the facts” attitude can be downright alienating when it comes to more sensitive personality types. This applies not just to coworkers but to customers as well – service positions like retail sales and waiting tables, as well as more emotionally demanding careers such as psychiatry are, generally speaking, a terrible fit.

The ideal career paths feature a trend: they place facts above feelings and allow Logisticians to uphold the hard standards that are the backbone of society. Rules are the basis for everything people take for granted about modern life, from the social contract that smooths relationships, to the laws that protect peoples’ most basic safety, to the constitutions and treaties that govern nations. People with the Logistician personality type take on roles as the defenders of these ideas, in big ways and small, and are rightfully proud of it.

Logistician Subordinates

When it comes to the workplace, Logisticians are almost a stereotype for the classic hard-working, dutiful employee. In all positions, the Logistician personality type seeks structure, clearly defined rules, and respect for authority and hierarchy. Responsibilities aren’t burdens to Logisticians, they are the trust that has been placed in them, an opportunity to prove once again that they are the right person for the job.

On the other hand, the change that comes with assuming those new responsibilities, or in losing old ones, is often a significant struggle for Logisticians. This presents itself differently in different positions of authority, but it is one of Logisticians’ most significant challenges to overcome. The usual insensitivity common to all Thinking (T) types is also a running theme here, something many people with the Logistician personality type choose to focus on in their personal and professional development.

Logistician Subordinates

Logisticians crave responsibility, which makes them the go-to subordinates for odds and ends and unpopular projects. Often seen as jacks of all trades, Logistician personalities can competently tackle any project that comes with a manual. On the other hand, this makes them reluctant to give up responsibilities even when they are overburdened, or when there are better people for the job. The seriousness in Logisticians’ approach to their work makes them surprisingly sensitive to criticism, leading to a sometimes vexing level of inflexibility.

Their stubbornness aside, or perhaps because of it, Logisticians are quite possibly one of the most productive subordinates – they respect authority and hierarchy, and have no problem following orders and instructions. Punctuality is unlikely to ever be an issue, either in terms of showing up to work on time, or in terms of meeting project deadlines. While Logisticians may need clearly set steps and well-defined responsibilities, they are exceptionally loyal, dedicated, meticulous and patient in completing their work.

Logistician Colleagues

Among colleagues, no one can be trusted more to ensure that projects are finished on time and by the book than Logisticians. Quiet and methodical, people with the Logistician personality type keep cool when the going gets tough, but expect their colleagues to share their approach. Significantly different types, especially more emotional ones, baffle Logisticians with their need for emotional support and openness, or capacity for dropping something, half finished. To Logisticians, either something’s been done right or it’s been done wrong, and sugarcoating it or walking away isn’t going to fix it.

Logisticians value peace and security in the workplace, and the easiest way for this to happen is for them to simply work alone. Innovations, brainstorming, theories and new ideas all disrupt this comfortable state, and it takes a great deal of respect on Logisticians’ part to acknowledge their validity. Once the details have been laid out and a plan of implementation established though, Logisticians are an indispensable part of the team in putting these ideas into practice.

Logistician Managers

Logisticians love responsibility and the power resulting from it. Pressing themselves hard to meet their obligations, Logisticians regularly go above and beyond their duties, and expect their subordinates to act with the same level of dedication. At the same time, Logisticians’ preference for doing things by the book, adherence to hierarchy, and general aversion to innovation makes their subordinates ride a very thin line when they do – stepping out of bounds must be backed up with just the facts, and results.

It is said that it is better to do first and ask permission later – it’s difficult to say whether this applies to Logisticians, as they are very intolerant of their subordinates’ failures to meet their obligations, and one of those obligations is to stick to the plan. Believing that truth, at least as far as they see it, is more important than sensitivity, Logistician personalities are capable of laying down hard criticism, and their willingness to make tough decisions can make perceived insubordination the final trespass.

Logistician Personality - Conclusion

Few personality types are as practical and dedicated as Logisticians. Known for their reliability and hard work, Logisticians are good at creating and maintaining a secure and stable environment for themselves and their loved ones. Logisticians’ dedication is invaluable in many areas, including their own personal growth.

Yet Logisticians can be easily tripped up in areas where their practical and methodical approach are more of a liability than an asset. Whether it is finding (or keeping) a partner, learning to relax or improvise, reaching dazzling heights on the career ladder, or managing their workload, Logisticians need to put in a conscious effort to develop their weaker traits and additional skills.

What you have read so far is just an introduction into the complex concept that is the Logistician personality type. You may have muttered to yourself, “wow, this is so accurate it’s a little creepy” or “finally, someone understands me!” You may have even asked “how do they know more about me than the people I’m closest to?”

This is not a trick. You felt understood because you were. We’ve studied how Logisticians think and what they need to reach their full potential. And no, we did not spy on you – many of the challenges you’ve faced and will face in the future have been overcome by other Logisticians. You simply need to learn how they succeeded.

But in order to do that, you need to have a plan, a personal roadmap. The best car in the world will not take you to the right place if you do not know where you want to go. We have told you how Logisticians tend to behave in certain circumstances and what their key strengths and weaknesses are. Now we need to go much deeper into your personality type and answer “why?”, “how?” and “what if?”

This knowledge is only the beginning of a lifelong journey. Are you ready to learn why Logisticians act in the way they do? What motivates and inspires you? What you are afraid of and what you secretly dream about? How you can unlock your true, exceptional potential?

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imaginingit · 8 years ago

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dad!mingyu

this concept has, does, and will forever internally Scar Me. read at ur own risk…..

also this got really real super fast hang in there reader

mingyu and mijoo

mijoo and mingyu

they met at recess on the first day of 4th grade

when mijoo fell down and scraped her knee from a rock on the grass hill overlooking the school

and mingyu heard her voice like a chime of a bell

and ran to the source of it, careless of who it belonged to

until he found her, crouching over her leg, wiping away tears and smoothening out her bangs

the first thing he thought was

aw, there’s a girl crying, i should help her

the second was

she is the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen

so he walked over to her, ignoring the slamming of his heart against his chest

plucked a wildflower amongst a hundred of them, sat down in front of her, tucked her hair behind her ear,

and placed the flower right behind it

mijoo looked up through her wet lashes to face the most beautiful thing she’s ever seen with a smile so kind she forgot why the scrape on her knee hurt so much

from then on, the two were absolutely inseparable!!

little mingoo would pluck her a bouquet of wildflowers every year for her birthday until they were 14 and he finally realized that he’s aLLERGIC TO THE WILDFLOWERS JFC MINGYU

went through the puberty stages together like pimples yes growth pains yes awkward pants that would rise above the ankles yes hormones yes first crushes yes and puberty YES

both miraculously got hot in high school and went on to date several people but still maintained their close close close friendship

they shared their hopes and their goals and their dreams with each other

mijoo had always wanted a job in animation and art, and mingyu was extremely talented and hopeful in a career in business

mijoo had a job working for a company that illustrated children’s books, and early that senior year, mingyu found a position in his co-operative education at one of the biggest financial investment companies in the city

both had unlimited potential and shared every moment of it with each other

tbh best friends probs wasn’t even the right term to describe it like

they were just lovers but without the lust

but honestly since the very first day they saw each other

they already knew

that they were somehow meant to be together

mingyu was the first to realize it one day, lying in bed, taking a nap with best friend wonwoo at the desk next to the bed

when the realization smacked mingyu in the face, like fuck am i in love with her?

and bolted up so hard he banged his wrist against wonwoo’s desk, spilling his coffee all over his textbook and spraining his own wrist

death stares from wonwoo

non-stop pestering to his 12 best friends

“guys i think i’m in love with her”

“do i tell her??”

“WHAT’S LOVE HOW DO I KNOW I’M IN LOVE IF I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT IT IS”

“guys what do i do”

“guys i think i’m in love with her”

“guys i’m scared”

“guys what do i do”

“gu–”

“mingyu, juST OIFDJGSOIDFGJSDOIFGJSDJFGO”

^ probably wonwoo/minghao

mingyu was convinced it was just him feeling this way, bc why else would he have had the urge to place that wildflower behind her ear in the first place??

it was just a one-sided crush, he reminded himself everyday. it’ll go away.

until one day

class president!jisoo decided on the last day of senior year

to throw a party for all the seniors

“jisoo??? is throwing the party???”

“i thought he was all a jesus??? button the top button??? good christian type?? boy??”

“i can hEAR YOU SOONYOUNG”

everyone was surprised it was jisoo but he promised that it would just be drinks, some nice music, and mingling

well that night mijoo wanted to have fun and made sure mingyu was there to watch over her

so she tooks shots

and shots and shots

SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS im sorr ry

and drank way more than she absolutely should have for someone her size

mingyu honestly was having a good time himself and didn’t seem to think mijoo needed that much support, since she never was that big of a party-er

until by a little over one am he found her stretched out on the bathroom floor, head over the toilet, heaving out her guts

he held her hair back and brushed her teeth in jisoo’s sink before realizing it was probably a good idea to drive her home

on the drive home, she was still absolutely drunk and began to say things that would then change his life forever

“hey mingyu”

“yes mijoo”

“you’re a really good friend”

“thanks i know”

“… and i think i’m in love with you”

BOY DAMN NEAR RAN INTO A TREE

he had a million questions

until it hit him that she was drunk

and it probably meant she didn’t mean a single word

so for the rest of the ride to her house, his head was rigid on his shoulders and stared at the dark road ahead, ignoring the flustered, rosy-cheeked, warm and utterly beautiful girl sitting in his passenger seat

who he’s been in love with since he was nine and who had just drunkenly and stupidly confessed her love back

his knuckles were turning white

but before he broke the poor steering wheel in half, he made it to her house and quickly went over to her side of the door before the poor girl accidentally opened it herself and fell through it

she landed into the crook of his arms and he couldn’t help but feel that she fit there perfectly

and somehow the two of them were able to maintain their balance to walk up the steps and onto the porch

he unlocked her door with her key and led her up the stairs to her bedroom

the entire house was dark and the doors to her parents’ and sisters’ rooms were closed, implying they weren’t even home

which made mingyu even more scared bc that would mean he would have to stay behind and take care of her and make sure she’s ok in her sleep

until they reach the doorway of her bed when she turned around and looked at him dead in the eye

it was fascinating to mingyu how the mere sight of her could send him buckling down to his knees at her feet

those flustered cheeks, shining eyes, messy hair and rosy lips drew him in and he found himself unable to look away

“will… will you stay?”

her words were clear and coordinated, sounding sure in itself, as if she wasn’t the same girl that was barely able to stumble up the four steps to her porch

he must’ve taken a long time to process her words, and when he did, and was about to say yes ofc you dummy i have to take care of you

she leaned on her tip toes and capture his lips in hers

as if that wasn’t enough, every ounce of his self control and pride shredded to pieces when she swiped her tongue across, whimpered and pulled away, whispering a barely audible, “please.”

mingyu felt his world fall apart and piece back together all in a mere second and had no hesitation making his decision

whispering back a barely audible, “i love you”, which she undoubtedly heard, though he’d thought she hadn’t, he reattached his lips back onto hers and led her inside the room, blocking out the world on the outside of the door

that night was spent rushed and hasty the first time and slow and calculating the others, all the while never forgetting to whisper his new favourite words in her ear whenever she wanted to hear it

weeks pass after that night and everyone is thrilled the two hottest seniors finally “got their head out of their ass and confessed”

“thank u for that seungcheol”

some more weeks pass

and mijoo, currently in a happy place she’d never imagined possible before, began to notice changes in her body

stretch marks began to show on her toned thighs, she’d feel extreme discomfort on the treadmill at the gym after just 30 minutes of cardio, her eating habits began to change, she’d notice significant weight change and always seemed to be moody

she shared these abnormalities with her sister

and mid-sentence discussing the eating habits, she froze and nearly fell to her knees

there was no way

and as she feared, later that night, at her kitchen table with her boyfriend, clueless and munching on some pretzels, whiffing through a magazine, she slid the pregnancy test across the table, stood up, and walked upstairs

it took him a second

until he realized what the two lines meant

19 years of age

and both of them were going to be parents

he dropped every single item in his hand that clattered to the table before turning and speeding up the stairs two steps at a time to her room to find her on her knees, crying

his initial reaction was to freak out, of course

what 19-year-old was ready to have kids?

the money, fuck, the housing, their parents, the delivery; there were too many things to consider

but as he saw her there, crouching and crying and afraid

he felt that he couldn’t be like that too

what world would this child be born into if neither of their parents wanted them?

he slowly bent down to her and cupped her face, wiping away the tears with the pads of his thumbs and promised every single promise he could’ve possibly come up with

he had to protect her and the child she was carrying

so for the next few months mingyu did absolutely everything he could to be prepared

thought of names, bought extra food in case of cravings, read books on the changes in a woman’s body during and after childbirth, sex during a pregnancy bc bOI

started taking double shifts at this office job he found downtown now that mijoo stopped working

breaking news to the parents was difficult

mingyu’s was a tad more supportive but mijoo’s were absolutely appalled and refused to acknowledge mingyu any longer

mingyu didn’t know how he was able to go on, but he forced himself to

until the day came around for their first ultrasound

and just as mingyu was searching for a healthy pair of two hands and two feet

he found... four?

his breath was cut short when the doctor turned to them, beaming

“well, mijoo, looks like you guys are parents to twins”

the doctor announced boy and girl twins, and upon hearing the news and figuring out what the two figures were, mingyu began jumping up and down in joy and was almost in the verge of tears

only to look down on the ultrasound bed to see his girlfriend staring at the monitor

in utter despair and fear

mijoo had already been disappointed by the initial pregnancy, knowing nothing good comes out of being a young mom and she had to now put her dreams on hold

but now expenses were going to be doubled

clothing, food, beds, chairs, toys, everything had to be more

it wasn’t until the third trimester of the pregnancy that it really got difficult for the two of them

they had to move in with mingyu’s parents, much to mijoo’s parents’ dismay, so his mother could help out

they would go to bed together every night

to mingyu waking up at 3am each time to see her back to him, shaking and silently weeping

she would slowly avoid his embraces when the two of them spent time together

mingyu noticed these, but still did his best to put a smile on his face every morning and face the hatred from her parents and the coldness from his own girlfriend

so smiling and staying positive turned into breaking down into sobs and clutching his chest on the bathroom floor at 2am when the epiphany of how difficult it was going to be would hit him

the babies were born during spring break, in march

mingyu held the two in his arms, the boy now named jiho and the girl now named jiyoung, and suddenly felt as if the mental breakdowns in his bathtub and desperately running to the convenience store across the street for mijoo’s cravings before she went insane were maybe worth it after all

around the two month mark, mingyu noticed the actions of mijoo came back

would immediately toss the crying children to mingyu and bolted from the room, panicking and in fear of not knowing how to console her own children

would nudge mingyu awake when wailing started coming from the other room at 5am

often found herself frustrated with the kids when they wouldn’t follow her instructions and as the months went by

she just didn’t know how to connect, and of course, being two young parents, neither of them knew that this was a form of post partum depression

when the kids were 9 months old, mingyu awoke to the sound of jiyoung desperately wailing and jiho whimpering beyond belief

went to the kitchen to find a single note that was written in a handwriting he learned to memorize every curve and swipe of

“we would’ve gotten married in another lifetime, you know. tell the kids i’m sorry. i know i just have to do this. i love you forever, my mingyu. - mijoo.”

and that was it

she left him

the love of his life, the mother of his children

gone

he walked up the stairs to the sound of the crying, but went past the room with the kids, knowing he couldn’t face them right now

he opened the door to his parents room, now sitting up and sleepily wiping their eyes, confused why the kids were crying so early in the day

with the note still in his hand and his life shattered, he climbed into his parents’ bed like he was a child and wept in his mom’s arms

now breakdowns in the washroom turn to openly crying as he rocks both wailing babies in his arms trying to get them to bed

work turns into taking so many extra shifts his body fails to support him and he just sleeps on his keyboard in his little cubicle sometimes

but his parents take the kids to the village or other relaxing, vacation places at the end of every month and on every holiday so they have a chance to experience things like other kids do

uncle soonyoung and uncle seungcheol always offer to babysit and look after the kids until dusk if mingyu is running behind at work, trying to pick up as many hours and money as he possibly could

uncle wonwoo becomes their favourite uncle

uncle jeonghan always brings by takeout whenever the fridge is out of food

uncle seungkwan IS ALWAYS BULLIED

“MINGYU U NEED TO GET UR ASS HOME THEY’RE LITERALLY HOLDING SEUNGKWAN HOSTAGE”

before mingyu could even calculate it, the years go by and it’s time for preschool, which his parents helped to pitch in for to get them into a good one

and for the first time in a long time, mingyu realizes things have actually been going ok and he wasn’t in this completely alone

his best friends and his parents and sister never failed to remind him of that

he’s been spending much more time alone with them ever since he became a single dad and have learned to understand and connect with his kids

the older twin, named jiho, was the definition of warm

the easiest baby on the face of the earth, would eat anything he had to, never fussed as much as most babies would, would sleep all through the night, giggled at anything that moved, and loves his papa beyond words

the girl twin, jiyoung, was a little more boisterous than that

would flip her food and laugh a huge belly laugh just seeing the look of despair on her dad’s face

loved causing trouble and smacking her brother in the face but pretending to be cute when her dad scolds her

the two complimented each other well and mingyu didn’t even realize when he became the dad that would be so typical so and gushy and smile at the way they interacted with one another as he just stands in the doorway and watches them

so first day of preschool begins

did i mention mingyu also happens to be the stylish father on the face of the earth

ever see those videos of dads struggling to braid his daughter’s hair

or not knowing what to dress his kid

nOT KIM MINGYU NOPE

fucking dutch braids his daughter’s hair

puts his son in a dress shirt and nice sweater over

they roll into school looking like they actually have their shit together

when actually

mingyu woke up 45 minutes late and foRGOT THEY HAD SCHOOL EVEN THOUGH HE’S BEEN HYPING IT UP FOR A WEEK IT LITERALLY JUST SLIPPED HIS MIND

didn’t even brush his teeth and just fucking bursted into the kids room

to find them already up and cleaned, waiting for their outfits of the day

and mingyu just sighs of relief like why are my kids smarter than i am

but yes preschool

NOW HERE COMES YOU

sorry that took such a long time here we go

you’re the homeroom teacher for the kids and this is ur third year of teaching, yet somehow, the first days still give u the butterflies

so u wait patiently behind ur desk, going through the plan for the day, meeting the parents and such, and trying to calm your nerves

and hoped that the school year would turn out good

you wondered about the kids in ur class

you wondered about the good ones, the ones that always greeted you through the door and never peed themselves

you wondered about the bad ones, the ones that LITERALLY used you as a canvas for their painting

you wondered about the parents and how the crop each year keeps getting scarier and scarier--

“ah-cHOO”

“sh, dad, you’re way too loud”

“oh.... .. .. SORRY,... whispers .... hi there!”

your thoughts are interrupted when you see three figures walk into the doorway, two kids around the same height and a towering young man in a dress shirt and some nice jeans and converse

immediately your first thought was that wow he seemed so young??? and the kids looked like carbon copies of him so they’re absolutely his kids

and you were about to say something, but suddenly and uncontrollably

you just bursted out laughing

and the little girl and boy both tilted their heads to the side at the same time adorably, looking at you weird

and sputtering and trying to catch ur breath, you were like

“ahah ahh why--why are you whispering?”

it didn’t hit you until 2 secs later that that was .. ... so .... Embarrassing...

you could’ve introduced urself but u just cackled like nice going y/n nice nice

the father just turned a dark hue of red before rubbing his neck and gave a smile so shy you suddenly began to feel redness in ur neck as well

but u cleared ur throat and introduced urself regardless

“hi there! i’m y/n and i’ll be the homeroom teacher for classroom 4A this year!!”

mingyu led the two into the room, the girl strutting and smiling in awe at every single colour around in the room and the boy shyly hiding halfway behind his dad’s leg

“this,” he pointed to the girl, already picking up crayons and a paper, “is jiyoung. she’s... quite boisterous”

“and this,” he pointed to the boy, “is jiho, who’s a little bit more shy but i promise, will never cause you trouble,” patting his head lovingly

and he looks up at you, “and i’m mingyu, their dad!” and extended his hand

you feel your breath catch in ur throat because wow

what a beautiful thing in front of ur eyes rn

reaching out to shake ur hand

and smiling so kindly

rip reader

so you shake it and only days after, when u were folding laundry at home with some reality tv show in the background, replaying that iconic moment over and over, that you suddenly recall

... didn’t he sneeze directly into his hand that time????

ANYWHO

he explained how he sometimes has work shifts that could possibly stretch a little later than the time the school closes on weekdays, so either his parents or sister will pick him up

“OR UNCLE WONWOO!!!” jiyoung adds from the background

and you tell him it’s absolutely fine and you won’t even mind staying behind just to make sure the kids are rested before they’re picked up if it comes down to the last resort and no one can pick him up

and if u thought his smile was kind before

bro

u aint seen dis one

cause this one started from his eyes

they glistened for a quick second before he looked down shyly

then back up at you, canines flashing and eyes shimmering, almost astounded at your response

as if he was relieved and grateful somehow

and from the way you see the dark circles under his eyes and the quick, messy push of his hair from getting ready this morning, to him later being the only father at the orientation and sneaking in funny faces at his twins sitting in the front row, to him reading through each and every sentence in the pamphlet of the curriculum for the kids you gave it, you had an abnormal itch to ask him about more

but knew that you couldn’t bc it would be rude

so thats how you meet kim mingyu, father of kim jiho and kim jiyoung of classroom 4A

so from then on, for the first week, though you learn to practice names and memorize likes, dislikes, tendencies, and personalities of the girls and boys in your class, your mind keeps drifting off to the tall, young boy that, because of his kids, was seemingly way beyond his years

and for all but one, you are met every single day after school for months by a rushing mingyu in his office attire and dangling briefcase, always almost out of breath, there to pick his kids up without remembering to thank you a million times first

and as he waits for the other teachers to assist the kids with their jackets and backpacks, you guys always have these 1-minute conversations

“so how were they today?”

“they were good! jiho, as usual, had the cleanest painting of all”

“that’s my boy!”

“and jiyoung actually tried to hit on this boy named namhyuk today during rece--”

“sh E WHA T”

leans on the gate too hard and falls through straight onto the floor

and somehow scrambles up to pick up the kids, now dressed and ready and confused why their dad is freaking out and flat on the floor

scoops both of them up in both his arms, walks towards his car after shouting a “goodBYE Y/N I HAVE BUSINESS TO TAKE CARE OF”

and starts lecturing jiyoung as they make their way to the car

“whyareyoualreadyhittingonboysyoureliterallytheeyearsoldifanythingtheyshouldbehittingonyouandyoushouldntbedoinganythingthatiscatchingtheirattentionnodatingandnoboysuntilyouturnlikethirtydoyouunDERSTANDmeyounglady”

and almost everyday is a spectacle for you, whether it be him putting on his best effort to scold jiyoung for accidentally writing on the board in permanent marker or when jiho, in an effort to be nice, wanted to lick his deskmate’s face to “help him get the crayon mark off”

but a few weeks after that, you were informed that work had become extra busy and it was his sister, minseo, or best friend, wonwoo, that would come by and pick them up

and you havent seen mingyu in a while

but you kind of just brush it off

cause it’s stupid crush on a parent that just happens to be attractive and freaking adorable with his kids ugh

until its friday night and you were feeling sick so had to call in for that day

and after a whole day spent of wheezing and coughing and sweating and sleeping, you dragged ur ass to the grocery store to make some stew bc god u needed it

and u walk into the canned aisle to find some spam to put into the stew

when ur face to face with

a human ladder

and you see

mingyu with jiho stacked on top of him and jiyoUNG ON TOP OF JIHO

AND YOU SCREAM IN SHOCK BC OMG MINGYU BUT ALSO OMG PLS DONT FALL AND DIE

and they just look over at you so freaking casually and ??? until !!! IT’S MS. Y/N!!!

AND YOU’RE LIKE OMG PLS DONT FALL BE CAREFUL

and mingyu can’t even say anything back

bc little did you know

after a few weeks of being caught up in so many shifts,

he came today to pick up his twins to find you not there

but guess what today was

valentine’s day

and guess what he was holding

fLOWERS

and he promised himself it was just a gift from the kids to her and nOTHING ELSE

so when he hung his mouth open, speechless and stuttering, jiyoung just rolled her eyes at her obviously pathetic, crush-ridden dad and explained

“dont worry miss!! we do this all the time!! jiho just really wanted some canned beans, but they always stack it way too high for us”

you were still concerned but saw jiho nod at you, so you knew that if he approved, it was all good LOL

so you were like phew ok!!!

mingyu gets himself together after putting the kids down and finally says hi to you

and tries to suavely, casually, coolly be like

“so, ahem, um, why weren’t you, you know, at school today... yeah?”

behind the rack of ranch dip jiho just sighs and jiyoung facepalms

you explain you haven’t been feeling well and just needed some time to rest

until he was like oh so you’re not doing anything for valentine’s day??

and you just blank

bc omg you forgot???

and you’re both just standing there awkwardly, absorbed in your own thoughts of each other, until jiyoung bursts in with her fucking superhero cape and is like

“hey, ms. y/n, how about you come over for dinner tonight!! you’re not feeling well so you shouldn’t cook”

and you immediately want to decline bc you’re also a .. .. . huge eater... ... and kim mingyu must never ever ever ever see that side of you

until mingyu lights up and nods his head like an overexcited puppy, going, “yes yes! come! my parents are out of town and i’m a pretty good co--” and then realizes what he could’ve meant when he says his parents are out of town

“i MEAN EVEN IF MY PARENTS WERE HOME YOU COULD STILL COME OVEVR YOU KNOW like it’s just the house would be quieter and we can be as loud as we want wHAT I M EAN”

“dad pls just . .. .”

and you’re doubled over laughing once more at the antics of the kims, until little jiho tugs on the sleeve of your sweater and shoots you those puppy eyes

and you know you can’t decline

so that’s how you ended up in the kitchen of the mingyu household

and witnessed the most amazing sight you’ve ever seen

jiyoung was propped up on a chair, reaching for the bowls and opening drawers for utensils before neatly climbing down and setting them on the dinner table

and jiho was sitting on the counter beside his dad, helping sort vegetables, choose ingredients and gigging at his dad’s occasional vegetable puns

“hey, jiho, what is green and sings? elvis PARSLEY”

i just fucking cant w kim mingyu

but mingyu

mingyu

if you hadn’t admitted your crush on him then, you cerTAINLY FUCKING DID NOW

with an apron tied neatly in the back by jiyoung and his sleeves rolled up by jiho (can u imagine so f uck ign cut ete), he worked with hands so fast and diligent you began to just drown in the sight of him

and noticed how this entire family worked like a well-oiled, loving machine

he beckoned you to come over and try some

and you actually hate it when people feed u like god gave me hands pls allow me to use them thx

but the sight of him holding a ladle in one hand and his eyes hopeful and excited for you to try his cooking, all pet peeves went out the window

it took you a sec before the taste sunk in and oh my lord

it was incredible???

you gushed and exclaimed how he could honestly be a chef

but he blushed and laughed softly to himself, and just shook his head, almost with a dash of sadness in there

meanwhile the twins sit at the dinner table watching all this unfold and giggling and covering their mouths like omgogmgogmogm

and it wasn’t until when dinner was almost served when you realized a missing presence that a loving family like this would usually have

you were curious about the twins’ mother, and not that it made a difference with how you saw them whatsoever, but it had been a question you’d been dying to ask for months

but knew you couldn’t, not yet at least

and all through dinner, there was always a buzz of conversation, laughter, and swooning over mingyu’s cooking, which he always bashfully accepted

you noticed how jiyoung had her dad’s laugh, true and open, honest and delightful, baring all her teeth and eyes lighting up

she also had a light to her that turned her dad to putty in front of her, and you saw a prediction that this girl has so much to offer to the world and her personality was one you prayed to all the gods will never fade out

jiho had his dad’s kindness, always offering to grab u a napkin or some more lemon for your pork

he had the dashing and gentleman-like demeanour, always wanting to contribute to things as an act of kindness, helping others, and keeping his actions in check

it was strange to you that these kids were barely full grown kids at all, yet their personalities shone so brightly in front of their father that when the kids were sent upstairs to brush their teeth and change into jammies for a movie then bedtime, you blurted out as you were helping drying the dishes

“are you married?”

you hadn’t meant for it to come out so abrupt, but mingyu didn’t look surprised as he looked over at you and gave a small smile

he helped you finish drying the last few plates before taking two glasses of water and bringing them out to the living room couch, gesturing you to sit down

he sighed before he began, “as my children’s teacher and now as someone i consider a friend, i think it’s the right time to tell you”

and proceeded to recall his childhood best friend with her radiant smile and demanding strut of her step

he talked about them sharing their first kiss stories with each other and secretly, subconsciously hoping that they could’ve somehow been each other’s

he described her with such a fervor and light that made ur skin tingle, because wow, is that what love really feels like?

he then went on to tell about the night he realized he loved her, to the night when she drunkenly told him she loved him too

and that that was also the night that would change his life forever

he recalled how her pregnancy was extremely difficult and that she couldn’t even bare to look at him some days

and finally, with strength, he pulled to the last chapter, recalling the morning she left him a single note and left without a trace to a world where him and the kids no longer existed to her

of course at the time, he explained, there was no way he could’ve known that her post partum depression had drawn her away so hard, and really, if he could ever forgive her for leaving this life behind, as he said none of his close family and friends ever will

he also explained how difficult it was at first to support his family financially and morally, but is grateful for the love he’s received since

for a while, the two of you were silent

you had no idea what to say, because what do you say to someone who became a dad to two as a teenager, had the mother of his children leave him by writing him a single sentence goodbye, and barely knew how to take care of himself at the time, let alone two others?

but as you both sat there in the silence, contemplating the moment that just passed you replied with

“do it.”

“what?”

“forgive her”

taken aback by your response, you continued

“of course, i’m not saying it was the right thing to do... but maybe it was meant to be this way, you know? what if this was just a way to teach you abt life beyond your own? what if, somehow, you were just dealt that card a little earlier than most? look where you are now. money’s coming back in, you have people who support you and will run to your aid whenever,” you look at him straight in the eye, “and you have two beautiful kids who are both just kind and clever and mature. maybe, you know, you being a father was your calling all along. maybe, just maybe, you three are a well-oiled machine for a reason.”

you can’t tell what those shimmering eyes were trying to say, but before you knew it, he placed both ur glasses on the table before grabbing the sides of your face and captured your lips

because for the first time in the longest fucking time, he was heard

for the first time in a long time, there was someone out there who was willing to take into account him, his lovely jiho and blazing jiyoung and count them all as a blessing, and truly, truly made him realize that life could be so hopeful

and you didn’t know if he was kissing you because he really desperately needed to hear those words, or if he honestly wanted to kiss you because he just really wanted to kiss you to subdue hiS DAMN CRUSH (hint: it’s this one), but you didn’t care

you kissed him back and you both moved in a rhythm so steady and passionate that when you pulled away and he dipped in, almost trying to catch your lips once more, both of you were red and panting and breathless and over the moon

you also didn’t notice the two little ones peeking over the stair bannisters and almost squealing out of happiness and excitement bc their beautiful teacher!!! and their dad!!!!

he rests his forehead on yours and just quietly mutters how thankful he is for someone like you and how, yes, maybe this is his goddamn calling after all

and you continue to stay on the couch to talk and steal touches and get close and bump noses and grab kisses in between sentences until you realize its midnight and you need to get home

it wasn’t until you got up that you realized that you were confused as to what this could become

would you date? there was no way that would go anywhere for awhile though, knowing how wounds were still fresh for many parties involved here

but as you were putting on your shoes with his eyes on you, you looked up at him, ready to leave, and all those thoughts went out the window

he stole one more as ur fingernails bit into the skin of his biceps. sagged into his arms and let him, and his kiss, hold you up

it was a legendary, Princess Bride, top ten in history kind of kiss

“can i see you again soon?” he asked

and u realized you had nothing to worry about at all

bc as strange as it was, the way he was as a father and as a hardworking, passionate and resilient person was astonishing to you

so that night, when he finally let her go, he skipped two steps up the stairs to the twins’ room, to find them pretending to keep their eyes shut and smiles hidden

but mingyu fully knew and went, “come on, let me hear it!!”

and that unleashed the two loudest screams that could’ve woken up every elderly on the street

they leaped off their bunk bed and into his arms, bouncing with joy and excitement

jiyoung was smiling uncontrollably and jiho even had some tears in his eyes

after a little more dancing and embracing, he tucked them into bed one more time, promising saturday would be filled with lots of candy at the mall and coercing uncle jisoo to buy everything for them

he tucked jiyoung at the top bunk bed first, before doing their handshake (”slide, slide, fist bump, exPLOSION, snap, snap, swag”) and kissing each other good night

as he reached jiho, the boy already neatly and firmly slotted under his power rangers blanket, he sleepily beckoned his dad closer until they were nose to nose

he gave his dad a small kiss there, and whispered just as he drifted off, “daddy, can i ask you something?”

“yeah, of course, baby, what’s up?”

“i think... i finally want a mommy now.”

and drifted off

so when mingyu turned off the nightlight and walked into his own room, he leaned against the door, slid down against it and bursted into tears

happy, sad, relieved, afraid; he wasn’t sure

but this was a new chapter now

a chapter where he maybe his kids will begin to need someone more than just him, and a chapter where finally, it can all become just a bit easier, step by step, slowly but surely

wooahhhhsodfkgdgf this was long. for those that don’t know, post-partum depression is a very serious mental disorder that depicts that detachment and abnormality of emotions between a mother and child following the birth. having a mother that has battled post-partum depression w the birth of myself, i thought it was important to bring light to it, and no matter how young or how afraid, help is always out there, and no mother or child should ever have to feel this way.

this honestly took a lot longer to write than i expected just bc it was a bit more angsty than what i normally write, and i purposely left the ending a little open so you all can decide the upcoming between the y/n, the twins and papa mingyu :)

enjoy, loves! xoxo

also mingyu wanna like father?? my children??? thx??

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