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thevalleyoftriumph · 2 years ago

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jk im not done im here for poppy

👁️👊🍰🍧🍩🎂💐🌙🕷️🏊🪤📷🎭🔫☁️❤️

BAAAAAAAAAAAAAABEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!! HEFKNVJKDFNJKVFNKL DEAR LIRD

for ppl who dont know, poppy iz my backroomz oc!! theyre a partypooper lol.

of course you ask 4 sweetz themed emojiz in a row. partygoer kinnie lol /lh anywayz

👁️ EYE - what colour are their eyes? do people notice their eyes? is there anything special about them (shows emotion easily, literally magical…)?

mmmmmm itd be a little funny if they just didnt have any. well okay thatz a lie, they DO have eyez, but not onez most ppl [ie, humanz] can see? if i had to compare whatz going on to something, itd be like how in soma, when ppl were put into robotz, their brainz refused to comprehend it, so instead showed them something they were familiar with. thatd be the case with poppyz eyez. they HAVE eyez, just none that we can comprehend, so to most people/beingz, theyd just be simple dark eyez. humanz see no eyez at all - just a void - but anything else that can SOMEWHAT see, though not entirely, just see darkness with a slight difference between pupil and the rest of it. possibly tinted blue? with little speckz of white.

👊 PUNCH - are they quick to violence?

ehhh dependz. they definitely would prefer NOT getting violent, but . yknow. they dont have a fucking sledgehammer and a fucked up knife for no reason. they dont start anything, but god forbid if you decide to attack them. most entitiez learn their lesson pretty quick, if theyre not something poppy would rather run from, and well. well! yknow how partypooperz usually just drag aggressive wandererz to the partygoerz to deal with? yeah poppy doeznt do that theyll just bash ur head in or stab you. and you KNOW what their knife lookz like. that shit iz based off a real knife that requirez TEAMZ OF SURGEONZ to close a wound of. if you push them to fight, theyll fuckin fight.

🍰 CAKE SLICE - favourite cake flavour? are they specific about types of cakes?

oohh, id say.. red velvet with vanilla icing, and maybe some of that like.. strawberry stuff yknow the kind thatz like somewhat clear and drippy? idk what itz called but theyd LOVE that on a cake. they dont like anything to do with mint or nutz, though.

🍧 SHAVED ICE - do they still have any objects from their childhood? what significance does it have to them? what would their reaction be if they lost it?

mmmmm i didnt think about that actually. im torn between giving them an actual childhood and just having them poof into existence lol. but no, even if they did, i dont think theyd have any major itemz from it. be it because itd be too troublesome to carry around, too identifying, or just. too painful to have with them all the time.

🍩 DONUT - favourite sweet treat?

candycorn lol. theyve had it like, once in their entire life but they like it. dont ask me where they got it from i dont know either shut up /j

🎂 BIRTHDAY CAKE - when is their birthday? do they like celebrating it?

they ALSO dont have a birthday lol. not technically at least, and def not one thatd line up with Our birthdayz - backroomz shit or whatever. i think theyd have an equivalent - like how your partygoerz have "birthdayz" if they were human once and itz just the dayz they got turned into partygoerz, i think partypooperz would have something similar! i dont think ALL partypooperz were, yknow, alwayz partypooperz, and maybe some were wandererz that decided to team up w them. so birthdayz would be join datez. poppyz not one of theze, but they like celebrating other pplz stuff - though it never doez get too big, yknow? never too much like a party, the "celebrating" iz usually just congratulating someone on being around that long lol. [though between you and me, poppy iz never opposed to people GIVING them a date for a birthday. hint hint. nudge nudge.]

💐 BOUQUET - create a bouqet for them! what do those flowers mean? are any of the flowers their particular favourite?

now im stealing all theze symbolism meaningz from wikipediaz page of plant symbolism, but if i had to make a little bouqet for them, id say probably...

yellow orchidz + rosez - generally meanz, for orchidz friendship, joy, or new beginningz and for rosez, i picked out the friendship, apology, intense emotion, extreme betrayal, and a broken heart partz :]

diphylleiaz - meaning "'I will show my true self to you,' clarity, honesty"

vervain - meaning "pray for me, protection against evil"

add in one or two, maybe three, black rosez - specifically their meaningz of "death, sorrow, and danger"

surrounded by arborvitae, meaning "everlasting friendship."

out of theze flowerz specifically, i think poppy would like vervainz the most. they have absolutely NO knowledge on plant symbolism, they just think itz pretty :]

and no their nickname being "poppy" az in the flower waz COMPLETELY unintentional /srs but itz a little funny

🌙 MOON - what is your oc’s greatest wish? how far are they willing to go for it?

to see the sky. the REAL sky, yknow, from earth and shit. not the fake onez in the backroomz levelz that show a "sky." they wanna see the cloudz, the starz, even the sun. theyre not willing to kill for it, but itz alwayz at the back of their mind.

🕷️ SPIDER - what is their biggest fear? do they have any irrational / mundane fears?

mmmm. itd be a little funny if i said the dark az a mundane fear, though i guess in the backroomz itz kinda warrented. loud noisez too - like balloonz popping, lol - are known to startle them.

but biggest fear?? mmm i couldnt tell ya. i dont think theyd have one, or maybe just havent figured it out themself. i havent thought of one for them yet lol. ur free to give suggestionz. winky face.

🏊 SWIMMING - can they swim? or are they afraid of water? how well do they swim? how do they feel about swimming in the ocean?

i mean. they can float? and can probably go from one end of a swimming pool to another lol. but can they keep themselvez afloat if the waterz deeper than they are tall? fuck no lol. plus, all the layerz of their clothez way them down a ton. they know enough to survive long enough for someone to pull em out, or swim in a 'shallow' pool [maximum of 5'5'' deep tho any more than that and they Will throw a fit /j] but not enough to survive like. the OCEAN. in fact the thought iz mildly terrifying and theyd rather not, thankz!

🪤 MOUSE TRAP - what will always lure them into certain danger? a loved one in danger? a promise of something they are always searching for?

mmmmmm. their friendz. they dont even have to be in danger, just a friend calling to them to come look at something. other partypooperz, some entitiez they know, or wandererz theyve befriended. they SHOULD know better, and usually they do stop and consider if itz actually them or something mimicking them or even just a trap in general, but well. they like their friendz! a lot lol.

📸 CAMERA - do they enjoy having their picture taken? what’s their go-to pose? do they like taking photos? what do they take photos of?

dependz. mask on? they dont really care az long az nothing identifying in the picture. mask off? hoodie off? nah. fuck that. theyll break ur camera lol.

but if you ask nicely to take a picture theyll probably say yes. they stand so awkwardly tho theyre like when ur a kid and ur grandma makez u stand next to ur siblingz or cousinz or smthn and keepz telling u to get closer so u just stand there like "aaaaa" yknow? they stand like that lol. theyll usually have a hand in a pocket or holding something and doing a little peace sign with the other.

🎭 MASKS - do they act differently around certain people? what’s different between the way they act around friends, family, strangers, etc.?

yes actually! theyre very quiet around strangerz, more tense and aware, and give very short responsez that often make them come of az rude on accident. around friendz theyre more outgoing, louder or just in general friendly. more willing to take off their jacket and hoodie, or move up their mask to drink stuff, yknow?

🔫 PISTOL - do they trust people easily? how easily will they turn their back to someone? have they been backstabbed before? will they betray someone if given an ultimatum?

ehhhh not very well. they give wandererz the benefit of the doubt each time and enough trust to let them follow behind them, but other entitiez are on much thinner ice. it takez a lot to earn their trust, but unless you give proof you plan to hurt them, they wont leave you to just die, yknow? mmm. id say they have def been backstabbed on multiple occasionz, esp during the fun war - theyd be bringing a wanderer back only to LITERALLY get stabbed, or maybe a bat to the face, or getting kicked down to the ground. theyve managed to escape nearly every time with only minor injuriez or scratchez, but it defz hurtz each time, even if they expected it.

az for betraying someone.... well. theyd never betray their closest friendz. and theyd like to think that theyd never, EVER do such a thing for even an ultimatum.

but if they were given hard proof, actual evidence, of, say.. being able to leave the backroomz? or their friendz being forever safe and protected?

theyd like to think theyd never turn their back on their friendz. but whoz to say how theyd actually act in the situation if there waz proof. :]

☁️ CLOUD - a soft headcanon

they like to sing! sometimez if they think theyre alone, theyll be humming to themself or muttering lyricz under their breath. itz a comfort to them :]

❤️ RED HEART - their love language(s)?

actz of service or wordz of affirmation, usually. theyre not AGAINST touch, but will only do that with ppl they deeply trust. will be flattered by being given giftz, and iznt against given them themself, but all in all, theyre very much a "actionz speak louder than wordz" type of guy, mixed in with a "i NEED to tell ppl they did amazing in order to show my love or i WILL die."

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127-mile · 4 years ago

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Pairing : Chittaphon/Ten Lee x female reader.

Genre : soulmates!au, criminal!au / angst, fluff.

Warnings : flashbacks / characters’ deaths / hit and run / cursed necklace / mention of blood / alcohol / non explicit mention of deaths.

Word count : +9k.

Plot : Soulmates exist, and sometimes, they are hard to find. Meeting Cyan and her book of colours in broad daylight was unexpected. When she offered you the opportunity to find your soulmate, you said yes. It was quite simple : you only had to pick a colour. One colour, one alternate reality. And only one chance for you to find them, and bring them back.

You picked silver where soulmates have memories of each other from their past life.

A/N : This is part of a soulmate collab, please go read the other writers works, and feel free to give us feedbacks. I’ll add the link to the masterlist later, but you can find it on @neo-cult-ure who is the beautiful soul behind this collab.

"Why are we here ?" the boy ignores you, a small huff coming through his pursed lips. "What do they have that is important enough to put us both in danger ?" you start to run out of patience, your foot hitting the ground repeatedly. "Maybe we shouldn't do that. Everything has gone very well so far, maybe we shouldn't push our luck, don't you think ?"

Ten finally turns around, an expression on his face that you can't quite decipher. He grabs your hand to bring you closer to him, and with the way his chest presses against yours, you are pretty sure he can feel how hard your heart beats. "Come on, sunshine." he says, fingers brushing against your cheeks so softly that you are not sure if it is really happening. "We don't have anything to lose, and we will find each other again no matter what." He is right, you know that, but for some reason, you can't shake the feeling that it could be the last time.

"It took me 2 more years to find you this time. It's getting longer every time. What if I can't find you again after that ? What if I'm left alone for the rest of my life and the others ?" you take a deep breath, trying hard not to embarrass yourself even more in front of Ten. "You promised me I would never be alone." your voice is shaky, barely above a whisper and Ten laughs, at least until he sees your eyes filling with tears.

"And I plan on keeping my promise. No matter how long it takes, I will find you every time." He says, and his face is so close to yours that you can smell the faint and sweet smell of his cologne. You feel a sudden rush of helplessness when he kisses you, your hands gripping his shoulders to stay grounded. "It's now or never, my love."

He lets go of your face, and he turns on his heels to open the lock of the backdoor. "You know what to do, right ?" he asks, and you nod. Of course you do, especially after repeating the plan so many times on the way to the house. "Perfect. Let's meet up in thirty minutes in the soma (south marais)." He kisses your cheek, and you have to resist the urge to grab his arm, and to force him far away from here, far away from the life he has always known.

The hideout is only a few miles away from the house, which should be close enough in case anything happens. But there is no reason, right ? You sigh. "Please, be careful." you go around the house, and as soon as you see the door, you knock as quickly as possible. The burn of the wood against your knuckles helps you focus on the task.

"Help, please, help !" you scream, banging your fist against the front door. At first nothing happens, but after a few minutes, the lighs turn on behind the tinted windows on each sides of the door. When the door opens, you start to pants, your eyes focusing on the owner of the house, an old man wearing a red dressing gown. "Please, help me. I-my car broke down." you say hurriedly, with the most botched accent. "I- I was just tru-trying to go buy some medicine for my little brother. He-he is alone and sick and-and I don't know what to do, or who to call."

The man seems lost, but only for a minute. He grabs his keys, and steps out of the house. You wonder how he managed to understand and especially to believe what you just said because that was some lame improvisation you just did. "Which one is yours ?" he asks, and you lead him down the street, to a car Ten forced open a couple of hours ago, when he was sure that the owner would not leave his apartment again. "Open the hood, would you." you sit in front of the steering wheel, and you press the button for the hood.

You do not pay the slightest attention to the man who looks at the engine of the car, too busy looking at the old man's house. You are pretty sure to see Ten's shadow behind the window of the first floor, and you honestly wish it was him, and not another resident. "Start the engine." you hear him say, and you freeze. Ten never told you how to use the cables to start a stolen car.

"Alright, alright." You grab the cables, and you try rubbing them, but nothing happens. So when the man looks at you, you shrug and he goes right back behind the hood. One of the lights turn on and off a few times. The sign. It's time to get the fuck out of here. You get out of the car, to join the man who slightly jumps. "Would you mind calling a car repairer for me ?" you cock your head on the side, with the softest smile and he nods.

"Of course, follow me." you obey, and when he enters the house, you hope Ten found a way out in time. You see the man rummaging through the drawers to find a cellphone he probably hasn't used in weeks. When he turns around, you just run. You run for dear life, ignoring the burn of your lungs screaming for you to stop, to catch your breath, but you can't. Not right now. You only slow down when you catch sight of the fairy lights from one of the marais' shops.

"Oh fuck." You mutter when you feel bile going up your throat, clearly out of shape for such a run. Being in Paris is a fascinating experience because nobody watches you as you walk down the street, fingers pressing against your side, sweaty and breathless. You turn in the dark alley where Ten told you to wait earlier. It is really dark, no light in sight, but it is still comforting.

Twenty minutes pass, and Ten is not here. You try, you really try, but eventually, fear starts to invade your nerves. What if someone saw him and called the cops ? What if he had an accident on his way here ? You rub your eyes, and you notice how tears started to roll down your red cheeks, the adrenaline slowly draining away from your body.

"Yn ?" You turn your head in time to see Ten. He has the biggest smile on his face, and he holds a necklace like the most precious trophey he has ever had. All of that for a necklace ? You shake your head, getting out of your hiding spot to walk toward him. But before you can even reach the curb, a car rushes towards Ten probably after running the red light.

"Ten !" you scream at the top of your lungs, and then, everything seems to slow down. Ten's body hit the hood of the car, his torso and head smashing against the windshield while his arms and legs are flailing, searching for somewhere to hold and stop the movement. The only sounds that fill your ears are the crushing of glass mixed with the distinct crackles of his bones. The car stopps, only for a minute, and from the broken windshield, you can see the hesitation on the driver's face. The reality hitting him at full speed.

The person drives away from Ten's inert body. You suddenly find yourself on your knees beside him, you didn't even remember ordering your body to move. Blood is running down his nose, and mouth and his chest is barely moving. "Ten, Ten, please wake up. Open your eyes." You say, frantic. "You promised ! You promised goddamit !" Your body is shaken by your sobs when Ten finally opens his mouth.

"Wake up."

Suddenly the voice is completely different, and when you open your eyes, the boy, the street in Paris, the broken glass, everything is gone, and you are alone in your bedroom. Your heart beats so hard that it hurts, and your face is wet with tears. You are still shaken up by the obvious dream you had. Even if the boy's face starts to fade, his words, and the sound of the crash still cloud your mind. You wince at the sound of your phone ringing on the bedside table.

From Mother : Today is the last day before I throw out all the stuff, hurry up.

You never had that kind of dream before, it felt so real, so comforting to be with him, so painful to lose him. It was almost like your body remembered something your brain couldn’t. His words had stuck with you in the shower. “I plan on keeping my promise. No matter how long it takes, I will find you every time.” For some reason, it made your heart ache. You thought that like every other dream, you would forget about it, but you didn’t. You even found yourself rubbing at your hands to wipe away the blood you had in the dream.

As hard as it is to stop thinking about your dream, you unfortunately have to brush it away to look for your older brother. As per usual, he was in his bedroom with his headset, and his game controller glued to his hands.

“Could you drive me to grandma’s ?” He barely looks up from his game, and he shrugs. “Please ? Grandma said I could take some of the old books she had, and mom is ready to throw everything away.”

In no time, Hansol is on his feet, he would never miss an opportunity to piss off your mother. The latter was way too happy when your grandmother passed away, too happy to be the new owner of the house she had be longing on for years.

“Let’s go.” He says, and you follow him out of the apartment to the parking. The ride to the house is pretty quiet, except for the weird noises coming from the old’s car engine. Hansol is the quiet type of guy, and you don’t mind as much usually, but today you feel restless. Probably because of the images of the crash playing in your mind.

“Can I ask you a question ?” When he nods, you take a deep breathe. “Have you met your soulmate already ?” Hansol freezes, hands still on the steering wheel, you know it is a sensitive subject because Hansol is going to be forced in a marriage by your parents to someone he had never met before. To the daughter of some chairman who promised to help the family’s struggling corporation, but you really need to know. Seeing him nod hurts you. “How does it feel ?”

“As soon as I met them, I understood how vital they are for us. Why they exist. A soulmate is.. it is everything you always wanted and more. They become the better part of you. Suddenly, everything seems brighter. And when you think about the years you spent without knowing of their existence, without having them by your side, you wonder how you did to survive.” He explains in a low voice. “You have the memories of your soulmate from your past life, yes, but it is not enough to fill the void inside your heart. You need them with you.”

He met his soulmate, and now he has to live with the fact that he will never be with them. And it breaks your heart. “Have you met your soulmate ?” He asks and you shake your head. “It’s probably for the best.” You want to apologize, to say something, but it is not your fault, and he knows it. It is your parents fault.

“Wait a minute !” You say suddenly when the boy parks in front of the house. He turns to look at you with a frown. “Memories of your soulmate from your past life ? What ?” Hansol rolls his eyes, and gets out of the car. “What is wrong with you ? Have you suddenly forgotten everything?”

You go up the driveway to the front door, Hansol muttering under his breath about how dumb you had to be to forget about the most important part of the whole soulmates thing, especially after hearing your parents talk about it for years. The door opens on your mother, and she looks at you and sighs.

“You have an hour, after that, everything is leaving.” You nod, and she takes a step out of the house, and you enter. It feels weird to be in the house after your grandma’s passing. No cooking smell, no crackling sound coming from the old turntable, just an odd silence.

The door to the reading room is ajar, which is weird. Your mother particularly hate this room, so she wouldn’t have come inside. You push the door completely open, trying to ignore the weird feeling of being watched, and the faint smell of smoke. The room consists of large bookcases against the walls, frames on old pieces of furnitures and a whole lot of trinkets your grandmother loved so much.

A box on the armchair catches your attention, it is open. You take a step toward said box to put it on the floor. It contains a lot of pictures, yellowed by time and burnt at some places. Under the photos, you find letters, you notice how the ink started to disappear, the paper seems to be stained with dried tears. Everything is covered in dust, and blowing on it only makes you cough hard enough for your lungs to burn. And under a bunch of old books, you find a silver colored pouch, a medaillon is inside but it is broken. Either by time, or by the weight of the books.

“My one and only.” You read on the back of the medaillon, and before you can try and open it, the sound of broken glass makes you jump, reminding you of your dream. You put your hands on your ears to cover the noise, and it takes you a couple of minutes for your heartbeat to calm down. Finally, you get up, medaillon still in hands, and you find Hansol in the living room. “What was that ?” You ask, and he shrugs. The floor is covered with sharp pieces of glass from an old vase. “Isn’t that the vase mom wanted to sell ?”

“Well, guess she won’t have that !” Of course, you think. “Now get out of the room, I know you, you’re going to hurt yourself.” He knows you, so you go back to the reading room. You gather a few trinkets and more books into the opened box. It is sad to think it is the last time you will see this room, the last time you will smell the dust mixed with the roses. But it’s life.

“We can go.” You tell your brother who also has a box in his arms. The way back to the apartment is quiet, and it gives you the opportunity to think about the dream you had the night before. It was scary, and it felt like some sort of déjà-vu. But it was not possible, because to this day, you have never seen a car accident, and especially, you never went to Paris. And the boy.. that boy, just thinking about it brings tears to your eyes.

"Are you okay ?" Hansol asks, and you shrug slightly. "You can always talk to me, you know ?" you nod, of course you know. Your brother is the only person in your family that will always be there no matter what.

"I just had a weird dream last night, and I can't seem to forget about it. I mean, not all of it." You say, and he encourages you to continue. "Like, I can remember the details of the dream, what happened, the sound, and weirdly enough even the smell. But when I try to remember the boy I was with it's just..foggy." He laughs softly, and you turn to look at him. "What's so funny ?"

"What you had was not a simple dream." he starts. "It was memories. And the boy you can't remember ? It was probably your soulmate." It makes sense. But it was the first time you had one of those, why now ? What changed ? Your eyes widden when you remember one tiny detail. The old lady the day before. The one who asked you to pick from her book of colours. Are you in the alternate reality she told you about before you chose silver ?

"Oh my god." you whisper, and Hansol doesn't try to understand what is going on. He rolls his eyes, and he parks the car before getting out, so you follow him with the box in your arms. You feel silly for not thinking about Cyan before, it was so obvious. Especially after spending so many years without finding any kind of trace of your soulmate.

Once in your room, you put the box on the bed, and you sit opposite to retrieve the pouch with the medallion that you did not have time to watch in detail apart from the fact that it was impossible to open and the engraved words. It seems old, and it is rusty on the edges but still beautiful. You close your eyes, and you see him. You see the boy from last night.

He is smiling, his fingers brushing against the medaillon around your neck. “It is gorgeous.” he whispers fondly. “But not as gorgeous as you.” you feel the heat go up to your cheeks, and you find yourself unable to hold his gaze. He is not tall, nor muscular but he is intimidating.

“As beautiful as the medaillon is, you shouldn’t have done that.” You hear yourself say and he shrugs. Ten hasn’t been allowed to enter the Ji family’s property for several years, frankly, since you discovered he was your soulmate. Your family always hated him, that’s why this morning he entered by the window, scaring you, like the thief he is, to offer you the medaillon. “I just want you to be safe.” You whisper.

“I am always safe, the proof is that I’m here.” If at first it was hard to believe that a thief could be your soulmate, you were used to it by now, and you could no longer imagine your life without him, his loud laugh and obnoxiously bright smile. "With you here, on this earth at the same time as me, and all mine, I would never do anything that could potentially endanger me." you tried to ask him to change his way of life, but you quickly gave up. It is what makes him, him. And maybe changing your decision had something to do with the fact that it was bothering your family.

"But I can take it back, you know, if it's bothering you ?" He says in a low voice, and you shake your head covering the medaillon with both your hands.

"Hands off ! That's mine now." You take a step back, and Ten laughs. Stolen or not, it's a gift and you intend on keeping it preciously. If you knew it would cause you so much trouble, pain, you would have thrown it away without a second thought.

When you open your eyes again, you are back in your room and once again, the boy’s face fades right away. The medaillon was the same as the one you are holding, even if it was in a better state and seemingly brand new. “Why are you here ?” You mutter to the medaillon, trying to ignore the ponding headache who settled in while your eyes were closed. It was fate for you to find the medaillon in your grandmother’s room, even though you do not remember ever seeing her wearing it or even showing it to you.

You don’t really know how to take it from here, what to do or where to look. You take the silvery pouch to put the medaillon inside, but when you open it, you notice a little card. A business card. “Le bazar des rêves, antiquarian.” with the address of the shop which is not so far from your apartment. So you get up, to once again, burst into your brother's room. "Can you driv-"

"No ! Take your legs and walk." He answers before you even have time to finish your question, so you sigh. You grab your jacket, the pouch and the shop's adress. Weirdly enough, you have never seen this shop before, maybe it is just a change from the alternate reality. The surprise does not come from the objects in the shop, but rather from the person behind the counter.

"Cyan ?" You ask, and the lady turns around with a bright smile. In your memories, her hair was jetblack but now it is gray and it shines under the neon lights of the shop. It is honestly mesmerizing.

"I'm glad to see you, y/n." she begins to say, arms crossed against her chest. "I was scared you wouldn't find the medaillon in your grandmother's box." You take a step towards the counter. Is that why the door was open ? Why you felt watched in a room where you used to feel so safe during your childhood ?

"Did you put it there ? Why ? And why do I have memories about this necklace ? About the memories, is that the consequence of the alternate reality ? What am I supposed to do now ? How do I find my soulmate ?" Cyan laughs softly, so many questions in so little time. She turns around to lock the shop, and she beckons you to follow her into the back room. A wooden coffee table is in between two leather armchairs. You sit in one of them, your eyes following Cyan's every moves. "So ?"

“Let’s start with the beginning, shall we ?” When you nod, she takes a seat and starts to play with her bracelet. “The medaillon you are holding was stolen many many years ago. Unfortunately, the thief didn’t know back then that whoever would take it without the permission of its original owner would be hit with what you could call a curse. In a world where soulmates find each other in every life, they would be cursed for eleven lives."

Right now, it does not make a lot of sense to you, you wonder why she tells you all of it ? What is the connection between you and the medaillon ? "And why was I supposed to find it then ?" Cyan sighs, clearly annoyed to be cut in the middle of her explanation. "Sorry, keep going."

"If you have memories about this necklace, it's because your soulmate stole it for you. Because you are the couple cursed by it. You've been coming to see me for ten lives now. Every time, I find a new way to put the medaillon on yours or your soulmate's way, to have you come to me so I can explain once again what is going on." you get up and shake your head, muttering under your breath.

"Wait wait ! You said we would be cursed for eleven lives, right ? And now you said I came to you 10 times. It is the last life with the curse then ?" Cyan nods, finally back to her peaceful smile. "What is the curse about ? Like what is supposed to happen for eleven lives ?" She seems hesitant to answer, which is weird. You hit the ground with your feet. "Please, I need to know what to expect."

"You are not going to like my answer." she says. "And I understand, I really do but please, don't break anything this time, it's not my fault." she takes a deep breath. "You'll have a perfect life, but you or your soulmate are destined to die before the happy ending." Your heart stops instantly. It is cruel. So much death, and so much pain for a stupid medaillon !

"So the car accident." You mutter and Cyan nods, she knows more than what she says and you are grateful for that, you are not sure you can handle more. You swallow dryly, and you sit down, suddenly dizzy.

"What are you doing ?" You ask the boy in front of you, a knee on the ground. "No seriously Ten, come on, get up !" The boy shakes his head and he takes a silver velvet case out of his pocket. He opens it on a beautiful diamond ring, and you find yourself completely mute. The piece of jewlery is stunning, and it shines under the rays of sunshine coming through the curtains of your bedroom. "Where did you steal it this time ?"

The question could break the mood, but Ten laughs out loud. "You may not believe me, but I didn't steal this one." His smile slowly fades, for a more serious look. This is the first time you have seen Ten like that, and it is different from his usual playful self. "I know I should have done this earlier. I also should have done this during our previous lives, but I guess this time I'm a little less stupid." You doubt about it, but you stay quiet.

"I understood how lucky I was the very first time I saw you, the first time my gaze landed on you. So when I learned that we were soulmates, and that we were going to find ourselves life after life? I was ecstatic, because you would be mine for eternity and nobody is as perfect as you are for me. I know, I messed up eight lives ago, but I'm trying my best every time to make our lives better, to improve myself." He says in a soft voice. "We'll find each other again and again, no matter what happens or the time it takes, I know we'll be each other in the end. But I still feel the need to ask you the question. Would you make me the happiest man on earth by marrying me ?"

Ten is a bit shy about his feelings. So hearing him speak takes your breath away, and makes your heart beat so hard in your chest that it could fall at your feet that you wouldn't be surprise. You cock your head, nodding slowly. "Of course I want to marry you Ten. In this life, and in all of the others." Ten rises and kisses you like there is no tomorrow, and it is true, you do not know how long you'll have with him each time.

"I love you, I love you so much." He whispers against your lips in between two kisses, and you smile, cupping his face. "I never thought I could be happier." He grabs your hand, and he puts the ring on your finger. The ring is gorgeous, but knowing that he didn't steal it makes it even more beautiful for you.

“I love you even more.” You say, and you open your eyes when someone clears its throat in front of you. Once again, Ten has disappeared and this time, it’s Cyan who took his place. She is handing you a cup of tea with an apologetic look, probably used of seeing you passed out. “Where can I find him ?” You ask, before sipping on the cup. Your head is pounding, you feel lightheaded and tired, but you need to know how to find him. Your body is craving his presence.

“He hasn't come yet. If you have the medaillon, he has the ring, and he probably hasn’t found it yet.” She explains. As important as the medaillon is because of the curse, the ring is important too because of its sentimental value.

"Did he come every time ?" You ask, and Cyan shakes her head after a couple of minutes.

"Sometimes he needs more informations, sometimes he does not bother and figure the situation by himself, and once even I couldn’t find the medaillon to give it to either of you. But you always found each other no matter what, so don't worry too much." It is hard not to worry. What if this time, you can't find him, then what ? Are you stuck in the alternate reality until you find him ? Are you sent back to your usual world without a clue of how or where to find him ? "Go home, have some rest." She hands you a bottle of pills she found in one of the drawers of an old dresser. "Take one, enjoy at least a night without dream, it's for your own good. I think your brain has had enough for the day."

You get up, but before leaving the shop, you turn around to ask. "What does he look like ? How am I supposed to recognize him ?"

Cyan smiles softly. "You'll know it's him, trust me."

In the two weeks following Cyan's revelation, nothing happened. No dreams, no flashbacks, nothing at all. Just a feeling of emptiness and sadness. Fortunately, you had other things to do to avoid thinking about this boy whose memories are increasingly erased as time goes by. To avoid feeling this intense fear of completely forgetting the existence of your soulmate. Because what if you did ? What if one day you woke up with nothing left of him ? What if one day, the medaillon on your bedside table was just a piece of jewelry you found at your grandmother's place ? What if one day, you were back to your usual reality with nothing ? That's a lot of scary thoughts you are trying to run away from.

Preparing for your brother's wedding was taking up a lot of your time, and you have never been more excited to go home than at that moment, the key in the lock. "What?" You whisper in disbelief when the key does not turn. Pushing the door is enough to open it, which is strange, since Hansol is getting to know his future wife on the other side of town.

Your first thought is a burglary. So you expect to find things all over the floor, and maybe broken things, but none of that. On the contrary, you hear music, and footsteps in the kitchen. You close the door silently behind you, and you walk to the kitchen where your gaze is placed on a boy cooking, a cloth on his shoulder. He hums, indifferent to what is going on around him. "Who are you ? How did you get in here ?" You ask, and he jumps, the spatula falling on the ground and he curses under his breath.

He doesn't turn around, still focusing on whatever he is cooking. "Well, you know how good I am at lock-picking, and you only have one lock on your door and I just happened to have my lock-picking set with me, so you know." He says with a shrug, and you shake your head. Who the hell is he, thinking it is alright to pick your lock. He turns around and he sighs at the frown on your face. "Fine, I'll knock next time.. but in my defense, you were not there, and I was starving."

"Who the fuck are you ?" You ask and he rolls his eyes. He turns one more time to put the pan out of the stove, and you take the time to watch him. Dark gray hair with strikes of pink, a ripped denim jacket, a pair of white jean and he is rather small. He is handsome, that's for sure, but that doesn't take away the fact that he's in your apartment, and that you don't know him.

"I'm Ten." For him, it's obvious, but it doesn't seem to be for you, given the way you look at him. He joins you, hands buried in the pockets of his jeans and he smiles, admiring your face. As beautiful as in his memories. "Your soulmate ?" From beneath his t-shirt, he pulls out a necklace with a ring in place of the pendant. The ring of your dream. The one your soulmate used to ask you to marry him.

"Oh my god." You are at loss of words, you didn't think he would find you that fast, or at all. "How ? How did you know it was me without seeing me first ?" He invites you to sit down, and you oblige.

"I found the ring, and the shop's business card. Cyan explained everything to me, and maybe I found a way to get your address. Afterwards it was quite simple. I only had to wait for someone to come out, until I could find the right person. Until I could find you. Like Cyan said, as soon as I saw you, I knew. I could have come sooner, but I wanted us to be alone. So when I saw that the boy you seemed to be living with had not returned for a few days, I took advantage of the situation and you know the rest, I broke into your apartment when nobody answered the door."

"And what would have happened if my brother had been the one finding you ?" You cock your head to the side, and he winces at the thought.

"Well, guess that my eleventh life would end before officially meeting you." You laugh, not because of the situation, but because you can't imagine your brother being mean to anybody. "But because I'm lucky, you are here. And he is not." He sighs, eating from the plate of food he made. "So, what do you think about everything ? About the curse ?"

"That it was really idiot of you from stealing this necklace !" Ten lowers his head, but he knows there is no bite to your words. "But there's no way you could've known about the curse. The curse it's cruel, and to be honest, I'm glad I can't remember everything. I had one dream where you died hit by a car, and it took me a while to forget about the pain I felt at that moment. I don't want to live that again." You say in a low voice.

“I have seen a couple of your deaths, and I agree, it’s not a pain I want to feel ever again.” Ten lost his cheeky smile at his own words, and your heart aches at the thought of having to live more than one death again. “But I guess we don’t have the choice, as we still have a life to live before our happily ever after.” You almost forgot that you still have to die once before you two can fully be happy. That’s a bummer, really.

"Is there anything we can do to change our fate ?" At your question, Ten sighs, shaking his head. "Yeah, I guess it was still worth asking."

"I asked Cyan," Ten starts, "but she said that unfortunately there was nothing we could do to change anything. I guess all we can do right now is to be extra careful with our surrondings, and try to stay as safe as possible."

You get up from your chair, Ten's plate in your hand to put it in the sink and you turn, back against the counter. "I mean, I'm always safe, but can I say the same for you ? You will have to keep your thieving hands to yourself." Ten laughs, and it sounds like music to your ears, and you begin to understand what Hansol had told you in the car. "Stay here. I'll keep your ass in lane."

And keep him in lane is what you did.

For a full month, you found things to keep Ten occupied so that he wouldn't fall back into his bad habits, so that he would not regret agreeing to move in with Hansol and you. It was complicated at times, but Ten always found a way to cheer you up, or make you think of something other than your terrible fate.

And today will be no different.

You wake up in a room that is unknown to you, after a night full of bits and pieces of memories that are forgotten as soon as you open your eyes. The rays of sunshine warm the bare skin of your legs in a pleasant way, but it is not as pleasant as Ten's body heat. His chest against your back, and his arm around your waist, you can't move but you don't mind. Ten and you are polar opposite but you didn't need a lot of time to adapt to him, to his presence, to his antics. You couldn't imagine your life without him anymore.

"Good morning, my love." Ten whispers, lips against your ear. Chills run down your spine, and you turn around to nuzzle your face in the crook of his neck, inhaling his sweet scent. "Come on, your mother is going to murder me if you don't get down on time." He rubs his hand up and down your back under your shirt, and you huff. Until today, you would have never thought it was possible to love someone as much as you loved Ten.

"But I want to stay here." Your whine only makes Ten laugh and he hugs you tighter. Your heart feels warm, and so so at peace. In his arms, you forget about everything. Nothing matters except Ten, and the amount of love he has to give.

"You don't have the choice. Go, we'll find each other in a couple of hours." He kisses the top of your head and you get out of bed reluctantly. You put on the sweater he wore the day before and you leave the room, blowing him a kiss.

Today is an important day. Not for you, but for your brother. It's his wedding, and after months of preparation, you're happy to see the end of it. Even if you are apprehensive of seeing your older brother leave and spend the rest of his days with someone he will have to force himself to love, you are happy at the idea of having the apartment for you. You find your mother in one of the many rooms of the country house, and she doesn't waste a minute getting you to work. Between going back and forth to the other rooms, and your own preparations, you can't see the past two hours, you don't even have time to think about Ten or check your phone to see if he tried to contact you.

Ten is already seated in the church when you enter, followed closely by your mother who makes sure everything goes well. He rises when he sees you and your heart stops. He looks absolutely perfect with his expensive black suit, and with his blond hair. He smiles when you approach, whispering a few compliments that you can barely hear over the conversations around you. He takes your hand to give it a kiss, noticing the ring that you haven't removed since he gave it to you when you met. Not that your are engaged or anything, it is only a small reminder of your history, of your love.

“You look stunning.” He says, and you sit beside him, already feeling your cheeks burning. You nudge him in his side, and he huffs softly.

"Shut up, idiot, that's not the place." He bites the inside of his cheek to keep himself from laughing, but fortunately enough he does not have time to answer because the bride enters the church. You get up, and instead of watching her, you focus solely on Hansol. He looks uncomfortable in his suit, his bangs sticking to his forehead from the sweat, and he moves from one foot to the other.

"He looks like he is ready to pee himself." You could have whack him behind the head if your mother was not watching you, and if you weren't in a church.

"You would be in the same state than him if you had to marry someone that was not your soulmate because your parents are selfish assholes." you mutter, and you feel Ten's arm around your waist. He knows how much the situation bothers you.

"It'll be fine, don't worry. We'll find a way for him to meet his soulmate, and maybe his wife wouldn't mind having hers too." You nod, maybe you could do something for the both of them to be happy. Maybe it could be another project for Ten and you to avoid any kind of imminent death with any kind of dangerous situation Ten could bring to you.

"Yes, we'll find a way." You whisper as you sit down to watch the rest of the celebration. The vows are beautiful, but they are not sincere, and you almost expect Hansol to run out of the church but he doesn't. He kisses his bride, and they leave with the applause of the guests. "Come on, let's go pretend to be happy for them, and maybe get drunk."

Ten is more than fine with that, so he takes your hand and gets out of the church behind your family. The party takes place in the garden of the country house, and the least you can say is that it is magnificent. Well it is normal with the amount of money invested in a single marriage. A forced one at that.

The toast is rather quick, with a few memories shared by the bridesmaid and the groomsman. "Well that was awkward." Ten says, a glass of champagne in hand. You wonder how much your mother had paid your brother's best friend to keep his speech pg13. Because you know how bad and nasty some of their memories together are.

"She looks stupid when she forces herself to laugh. And Hansol looks like an imbecile standing like that. Poor kids." You sigh, gulping the rest of your own glass of champagne. "It's really sad. Especially now that I have you, that I know how good it feels to be reunited with your soulmate. I don't even want to think how they are feeling."

The boy makes you turn, cupping your face in his hands. You've never seen so much love in someone's eyes, and it makes your heart beat so much faster, so much stronger. "I love you so much y/n. The curse sucks, but do you have any idea how lucky I feel when I think about all of the lives we had together, and the lives we'll have in the future ? I could never have asked for a better soulmate, you are everything I ever wanted and even more." Ten looks like he has more to say, but he closes his mouth.

"I love you even more, Ten. Curse or not, we are lucky enough to be on this earth at the same time, every time and that's all that matters to me. Don't think about anything else." Of course, he doesn't know about the book of colours, or the alternate reality. The less he knows, the better. Right now, you content yourself with his presence. "Enjoy the moment."

Ten smiles back, hand reaching to run through your hair and he kisses you gently. Every time he kisses you, it's like a fire lights up in the pit of your stomach. It's addicting. He licks your bottom lip, and you are ready to oblige when you feel a hand on your shoulder. "Have a little decency. You'll kiss Ten at your wedding." As much as you are annoyed at your mother for interruptiong the kiss, you don't mind her comment one bit. It is actually nice to think of yours and Ten's wedding. The one you never had the chance to have even after so many lives together. Maybe the next could be the good one ?

"She hates me. She is always here when I'm trying to be a good boyfriend by showing you my love." You roll your eyes, taking a step away from him, and he backhugs you right away, watching as the newly weds dance for the first time together.

Ten never leaves your side all day, except to go and grab you another glass of champagne, or wine. And yes, maybe that by the end of the evening, you are feeling warm and tipsy. Ten is as tipsy as you are, laughing out loud every time he sees Hansol with his phone under the groom's table, or when he tramples your feet every time he lures you onto the dance floor.

The hangover is going to be long and painful, but you don't care. You bath in the warmth of Ten's body, and for the first time ever, you feel happy, truly happy. And you don't want the night to end. But it has to.

"Let's head to bed." Ten smiles, lips against the skin of your neck.

The way to the room is pretty dangerous and long, mostly because of the stairs and your lack of sense of direction. Ten clings to your arm, laughing softly, complimenting everything from the walls to the frames, and even the door handles. You try to open several doors before finding the one of your room, and you scream, victorious.

"Oh shit." You mutter when you hear the guest in the next room groaning. "Sorry to whoever you are, it was not me." You enter the room, and without even taking the time to undress, you drop on the bed. He lies down next to you, turning on his side to put his face on your chest, and you thread your fingers through his blonde hair. You want to open your mouth, say something, but the silence is comforting. And soon you hear his breathing calm down. Ten is asleep. You close your eyes, and fall into a deep slumber fairly quickly, probably because of the alcohol.

When you wake up the next morning, you are surprised to feel the comforter covering your body, and the cushion under your head, because in your memories, you fell asleep across the bed, Ten against you. When you open your eyes, a sob leaves your lips. The light is too intense, but it is nothing against the migraine that keeps you from thinking.

"Ten ?" You swallow, your mouth is dry and feels like cotton. You turn your head cautiously, and you smile softly. A bottle of water is placed next to a bottle of aspirine on the bedside table. You straighten to swallow one of the pills, your eyes focusing on the note next to the lamp.

"My love, first of all, I want to apologize for the words that you are about to read. And I really hope you can understand. The last two months with you have been incredible, I could never have asked for more. I do not know if I have ever been as happy as I am since I met you. Last night made me realize that even if I love you more than anything in the world, we cannot be together. We will not have our happy ending in this life, that's why I decided to leave. I can't imagine losing you, seeing you die before my eyes without being able to change the course of things. And I don't want to have to think about the pain you might feel if I died in your arms. I only ask you for one thing: don't look for me. Be happy, don't put yourself in unnecessary danger, because we both know we will find each other again. I don't know where, or even when, but I know from the bottom of my heart that you will wait for me as much as it's needed, as I would wait for you until the end. Don't be mad, please. I love you. Ten."

The paper is stained by the tears running down your cheeks, and the ink is already starting to fade. Is that the pain of losing someone you love that you are feeling? The pain of a broken heart? Because if that's it, you refuse to feel it any longer. It's too much for you. You get up, unable to breathe. The room is too small, and too hot, it's stuffy. Everything is too much.

"I cant. I can't do it. Please take me back. I don't want this life if Ten is not in it. Please." You fall on your knees, not even blinking at the burn of the carpet. It hurts, it's unbearable. "Please, please." You close your eyes, lying on the side with your knees against your chest. "Bring me back !" You scream, your voice breaking into a painful sob. You are overreacting, you know that, but you can’t help, it hurts so much.

"It's not as bad as I thought it would be," Hansol says with a sigh. "living with her." You stop dead in your track to look at your older brother who came to visit you. It is not something you thought you would ever hear from him, but you are glad. Even if it's not the happiness he was expecting all his life, he still deserves it.

"Really ? That's good then." The older boy nods.

"Mostly because I took your advice. I had a talk with her about our respective soulmates." you lower your gaze on the ground for a second but you tell him to keep going, no matter how much it hurts to hear anything related to a soulmate. "We decided to stay together for the parents, to do what they expect us to do whilst trying to make things work with our soulmates. And so far, it's been great."

You turn to the door of the shop, key in your hand as Hansol puts his hand on your shoulder to force you to look at him. "He'll find you." You told Hansol about Cyan, and her book of colours, the time you had in the alternate reality, and even if at first he had a hard time believing you and your words, he finally came around after a few months.

"It's been a year already.. I don't know, I wonder if having hope is not as bad as losing it." When you woke up that one morning after you brother's wedding in the other reality, on your own and full of memories of Ten, you ran to the shop to ask Cyan if the life you had there was counted as one, or if you still had to see him die before your well deserved happy ending. You remember crying to the point of passing out when Cyan told you that yes, the time you had in the alternate reality was indeed counted a full life. You being back meant that you could finally have your happy ever after. But when ? You didn’t know.

And since then, you had started to see him everywhere. At the corner of a street, waiting in front of your apartment, but it was only your mind playing tricks on you every time.

"Don't lose hope. He promised, remember ?" You nod, and he kisses the top of your head. "I have to go, but I'll come back next week, alright ?" And with that, the boy leaves.

You finally open the door of the shop, and you open the lights ones after the other, inhaling the familiar scent of dust. A few months ago, Cyan contacted you to offer you a job in her shop. She thought that maybe it would be easier for you to find Ten. You had doubts at first, and yet you come to work every morning. Sitting behind the counter, you watch the passers-by behind the window, hoping that one day it will be Ten. But so far, no success.

Working at "Le bazar des rêves" is interesting. You like hearing stories behind some of the objects people are bringing in, even if most of them are heartbreaking, maybe you need that sort of pain to help you stay sane. You turn the pages of an old book when the door opens, but when you look up, no one is there. You shrug, the wind likes to scare you sometimes. Or maybe it is a spirit using an object as a vessel, who knows. Cyan told you some crazy stories.

"Excuse me, I found this ring with the adress of the shop ?" The voice makes you jump, not because of how familiar it sounds, but because you weren't expecting anyone. Your face break into a smile when your eyes land on a boy with long pink hair, and brown eyes ready to turn into a sunset of its own with the slightlest ray of sunshine.

"Oh, this ring is really special, would you like to hear its story ?" The boy seems incapable of taking his eyes off of you, you can practically hear the conflicts inside his heads as he tries to remember if he ever met you before, and why everything about you feels familiar. Like his body remembered something his brain couldn't.

"I'd like that, I guess." You beckon him to follow you in the backroom of the shop.

Hansol was right. Ten did promise.

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woomy-in-pain · 4 years ago

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Hypmic First Impressions

Sorry I'm late to the party, I heard we were talking about rap and Idols so now I'm here to simp. Also, it's my first time about Hypmic so don't take seriously what my dumb ass is writing, I just clearly wrote the first thing which came in my no thoughts-head empty mind www

Ikebukuro Division: Buster Bros

I have no idea who they really are but I stan them cuz HHHH HETEROCHROMIA

Yamada Ichiro

He looooow-key looks like a shonen protagonist

He thinks he's cool and mature while the only things he does is being arrogant

Only has one braincell and everyone has enough of him god SHUT UP

But for some reason I still imagine him being a flirt and a low-key popular one

He reminded me at first of Ace Trappola from Twst and I have no idea why.

A dork. And he has two (2) ahoges so ofc he's twice dumber

I not so low-key wanna sit on his lap and call him sexy o///o

Yamada Jiro

No offense but I kinda want to punch his face-

Pretty popular among both girls and boys, he got a whole fanclub all around

He's the bitchy one that thinks he's better than anyone. Would let you take a selfie with him before telling you he's too good for you haha thank you next

But he still has some braincells so he knows when to stop

He's a jock who plays basketball or something, fight me on this

His hair looks rlly cool tbh

Yamada Saburo

*GAAAASP*

A BABY

HE CUTE

IDK PROTECC HIM ????

His hair looks all mofu mofu hhhhhhh

This apart, I honestly think he's an actual demon inside

Mock him for his cute baby face and he's already planning 7 different ways to murder you

Knows how to kick your ass and isn't afraid to show you how

Yokohama Division: Mad Trigger Crew

They kinda make me think to TRIGGER from iDOLISH7 and no, it's not because of the name.

Aohitsugi Samatoki

He's hot and I can feel a good part of the Fandom simping for him am I wrong

I understand why ngl

He looks ready to murder you with his dead stare

BUT !! Do not fear my child !!!

He has the ．☆．。．:*･°𝕚𝕕𝕚𝕠𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕣°･*:．。．☆．

Sweet honey, there's even two of them ????

I'm sure he looks all intimadating cuz otherwise nobody would take him seriously

But is he a bigger dork than Ichiro ??? That is the question.

Aruma Juto

?????????????

Is that Lucifer and Sebastian's child ???

He iridiates mafioso vibes so much, I won't trust him with my life

He almost looks too strict for me to imagine him being in a rap battle

Didn't want to spoil myself but it seems that group has something to do with Yakuzas and shit

So now I'm nothing but w h e e z i n g about imagining Yakuzas settling accounts with rap battles

But it's also kinda hot too aight o///o

I'm sure that guy must secretly have some bdsm kink, idk I just feel it

Busujima Manson Rio

I don't know who you are but I'm already in love with you, just telling

Seriously ur so hot ughhhhh

I *do* get some Kentin vibes from My Candy Love and I'm totally gonna ignore that

He's a sweetheart <3

But he can still kick ur ass and burry you in ur shits.

Even if I ask him to bite me like he does with that medal, he won't do it cuz he's too pure and a good boi

Please protecc him

Shibuya Division: Fling Posse

It looks so colorful and pop, those guy will fight you with the power of moe and cute emojis before crushing you with their bare hands.

Amemura Ramuda

:o !!!

YOU'RE SO CUTE OMGGG

Seriously, I stan his aesthetics and his color scheme

He is Minaduki Rui's long lost twin, except he is the one who has inherited all the cute pop, colorful, cheerful genes

His smile can save the world, trust me on this one

I !!! Want !!! To !!! Caress !!! His !!! Hair !!!

He is a ball of sunshine

Surprisingly v smart ? Don't underestimate him or he'll beat you to death with the most beautiful smile ever <3

Yumeno Gentaro

Ohhhh it's the guy Saito Soma voices

He has a pretty face owo

When I look at his outfit, I absolutely can't imagine him rapping tbh

I'm sure he's actually a huge dramaqueen with an unique sense of beauty coming from the depths of space idk

He's not like the other girls so he chose a v old phone as his mic and he looks RAVISHING with it

Arisugawa Dice

He looks like some sort of gangsta

But like, a STYLISH gangsta

He makes the radio he's holding look so light when I know it would crush my shoulder :')

He's the cool one

He looks like the hot-blooded type who'd start fights as soon as you say he looks like shit

Lemme steal your coat sir-

His hair rlly looks soft… o///o but not as much as Ramuda's gomen

Shinjuku Division: Matenrō

I feel like this is the overly cheated group everyone looks up to and wants to beat up. Maybe some sort of veterans ???

Jinguji Jakurai

Those silky long hair !!!! :ooo

You look v fine sir

He has a mafia boss vibe

The type to always be quiet and deep in his thoughts. He's a mystery for everyone.

Have existential and philosophical questionings

"Why must this world be full of pain and suffuring ?" "I wish a world where everyone could be happy"… or something.

He honestly looks too soft for me to be evil, idk

Izanami Hifumi

Ohhhhhh

He's hot :o

I'm sure he's a womanizer tho

I mean, he's winking and holding a rose, if it isn't the weapons of a womanizer then I'm out

He's sooo flashy, he has fans at every corners

Might be super popular and a womanizer, he doesn't have any intentions of breaking your heart or being a douchebag cuz he's c l e a n

I really like him tbh and I want to burry my face in his hair

Kannonzaka Doppo

Is that Saeran Choi from another dimension ????

Excuse me sir, I think you should go see a therapist

He emanates so much anxiety and self-loath I can't help but feel the need to hug him and protect him

Poor guy must have a rough life, huh

I'm waiting for the day he'll snap and kill everyone

I feel like he would have some sort of sadomasochistic side ???

Nobody wants to be with him but the contrary works too

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kerto-p · 7 years ago

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Persona 5: Ultimate List of Tips For Conserving SP That You Probably Already Know About

Someone on my my Sarahah asked me to help them with ways of saving SP and i don’t want to spam my Instagram story so here are the ways i use for conserving SP. This will be a long post so more under the cut

First off, there is a bunch of free DLC for p5 in the Playstation Store. Among one of them is a Healing Item Set.

As it says in the picture, it includes Soul Food (Restores Full SP to one ally), Soma (Full HP&SP) and three Revival Beads. Use them wisely. Especially Soma, since it’s a rare item. You can find these items by driving through/finding chests in Mementos and opening chests in Palaces.

Next! Every Monday in-game, the vending machines restock. There are certain vending machines that contain SP drinks. Those vending machines are in Yongenjaya,

The arcade in Shibuya,

and the courtyard at Shujin.

Make sure you remember to check the vending machines out every week in game!

The next way ur gonna have to save up, but you can buy SP restoring accessories from Takemi’s shop by advancing her confidant to Rank 5. You can get a discount on her items by bringing her rank up to 7.

The accessories are SP Adhesive 1, 2, and 3.

They are quite expensive (example, 50,000 yen is nearly $500 in USD), so grind grind grind! I do know of a quicker way of making money but it’ll take too long to explain so i’ll make a seperate post if i feel like it hhh.

Once you rank up the Hierophant Confidant you will be able to make coffee, and soon curry that replenishes your SP. However, you cannot continue his Confidant until after you finish the 4th Palace.

Next is via Velvet Room Fusions! Once you level up higher in game, you can fuse Personas with better skills. The Passive Skill for restoring SP is Invigorate 1, 2, and 3. This is one of those rare skills from my experience with the game so a way to get Personas with this skill is to do fusion experiments. By that i mean try and experience a fusion accident. There are chances you can get a Persona that is a higher level than you. It doesnt happen often but its fun to attempt. I finished my Compendium so i dont really need to fuse anymore but its still fun to see what i can make.

Here is a list of Personas with Invigorate 1, 2 or 3.

Invigorate 1

Clotho (Fused with Silky and Pixie)

Neko Shogun (Fused with Anzu, Sudama, and Kodama)

Invigorate 2

Barong (Fused with Thoth and Regent)

Hope Diamond (Found in Mementos, Path of Sheriruth floors 7 to 9, and 11 to 13 after clearing the 7th Palace.)

Invigorate 3

Ardha (Must have Temperance Confidant maxed! Fused with Shiva and Parvati)

Messiah (DLC!! Fused with Abaddon and Stone of Scone)

Satan (Must have Judgement Confidant maxed!! Fused with Shiva and Stone of Scone)

Throne (Fused with Dominion, Melchizedek, and Power)

You can also make Invigorate Skill Cards! Clotho makes Invigorate 1, Barong makes Invigorate 2, and Throne makes Invigorate 3!

Later in game, after you beat the 5th Palace and unlock the Empress Confidant, you can ask Haru to plant veggies for you. She plants Midnight Carrots (100SP to one ally) and Sun Tomatoes (100SP to all allies)

In the 6th Palace, you buy Soma in exchange for chips, however you’ll need to play the first game again and again to get enough chips.

A way you can gain more SP is by working out at Protein Lovers in Shibuya.

Make sure to stock up on Protiein, or even better, Moist Protein (You can only get Moist Protein on rainy days). I don’t know why but whenever i go to the gym or work out in the attic and let the scene play for at least 5 minutes i get more HP and SP, so try doing that!

During the school festival, depending whoever you hang out with, you can get an item that recovers 100SP!

Ryuji and Mishma: Ryuji Dog

Ann: Ann Cream Puffs

Makoto: Makoto Donuts

Haru: Sakura Amezaiku

Kawakami: Sadayo Taiyaki

At some point in ther game, there will be a Sweet Potato Vendor in front of Takemi’s Clinic in Yongenjaya, where you can buy Beni-Azuma (10SP to one ally) and Legendary Yaki-Imo (50SP to one ally)

After you buy the Holy Stone from Chihaya, it shatters into pieces. It gives you three pieces of Broken Rock Salt, each restoring 5SP.

In New Game+, whoever you spent Valentine’s Day with, for example, Ryuji, or Ann, the the chocolate they give you is an SP item! Ryuji and Sojiro’s chocolates give 10SP to one ally, and the girl’s chocolates give full SP to one ally.

There are a few of other protecters and accessories that give you SP, heres a list of them.

Accessories:

Chakra Choker (+10SP)

Mind Choker (+20SP)

Soul Choker (+30SP)

Spirit Choker (+50SP)

Black Headband (+40SP)

Unisex Protectors:

Empathy Cape (+50SP)

Soul Vest (+20SP)

Soul Vest+ (+40SP)

Cat Protectors:

Frost Hood (+20SP)

These are all the methods i can really think about SP wise. If i missed something feel free to add on. I hope this helped you out! If you need help obtaining or have a question, or want me to make a simular SP guide for Persona 3 and Persona 4?, DM me or send an ask!!

Have fun now knowing how you can explore Palaces and Mementos without having to worry about SP!

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yaoipaddlestar · 3 years ago

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who is your video game beloved/s and why

Ok so buckle up bc I have A LOT. Thank u for asking anon u get me ❤ I'm always looking for excuses to ramble about my favourite video game characters

I'm not gonna do all of them bc then this post would be five miles long and if I put a read more then I think that would be embarrassing but if u want to hear more then pleaaaaase send another ask

The unfortunate truth is that when I first saw this ask the first characters i thought of were from league of legends (cringe) so I'm just gonna go for it and be real with yall.

My favourite league characters are probably Kindred, Rell, Rek'sai, Aphelios, and Pyke.

I like them all because of how fun they are to play, but Kindred I like moreso because of how pretty they are... the spirit blossom skin just does it for me.

I also like Rek'sai because she was in the roster for the first TFT season and she kinda sucked but I loved her and when I played her for the first time I was like oh shit!!!!!!

I liked Rell first because she was pretty, then I thought the aesthetic of her kit (magnetic horse armour) was cool, and then I got good at her and was like this fucks!!!!

And Pyke is pretty obvious. He's easy and fun to play. Aphelios is b/c I think his Lunar Beast skin is hot and I like his flamethrower.

Moving on from League, some of my other miscellaneous favourites include:

K-8 from SOMA. A little robot fella who doesn't do anything exceptional but is really cute and helps you out a few times through the game. My baby boy.

(Don't look this guy up if you're not ready to see man-made horrors within your comprehension. He's ugly) Terry Akers also from SOMA. I don't really know why, but the section of the game related to Terry is just one of my favourite parts. He's probably my favourite enemy.

N Harmonia from Pokemon. I think he's neat and cute. I like the BW(2) games a lot and he's integral to both. Very interesting character.

Raihan from SWSH. He's tall and attractive. Feel like if he had any more dialogue in the game though I would've hated him. He seems like a headass lol.

Barry from D/P/PT. He's so cute!!!!!!!!! Diamond was my first Pokemon game, and Gen 4 is my favourite gen. I think Barry is adorable and such a goof. I love how erratic he is. I have a funny little story about my experiences with Diamond so if anyone wants to hear about my dumbassery please speak up lol.

I also really like Hau from SUMO/USUM. He's a little sunshine boy and i would kill for him.

And Guzma from SUMO/USUM. He's hot and I like just about everything Team Skull has going on. If I could I would run away to Po Town too.

Arthur Morgan from Red Dead Redemption 2!!!!!!!!!! Oh my god. Literally the man of my dreams. He's hot, he's bisexual (in my heart), he's a cowboy. Absolute 10/10. I love Arthur Morgan with everything in my soul.

Another RDD2 one, Kieran Duffey! I love Kieran. He's so adorable and the moment where he [semi spoilers] saves Arthur during the second chapter is the best!!! He's one of the most forgotten about members of the gang but he's my second favourite after Arthur. I wish he and Arthur had more sweet dialogue interactions. 😔 Arthur is just so mean to him.

I'm lookin at my steam library right now and seeing how very quickly my list is going to get super long so I'm gonna conclude with characters i adore also but don't want to write reasons why for.

Ifan Ben-Mezd from Divinity Original Sin: 2, Wheatley and Glados from Portal (2), Pavel from Metro: Last Light, Artyom from the Metro series, Sadie and Charles from RDD2, and ummm Cheeseburger from Far Cry 5.

(I have even more and would KILL for an excuse to write about my DOS:2 adventures so do send another ask if ur curious!) Sorry this got so long lol

#ask #not tagging this as any specific media bc no one cares #thank u for asking!! i could go on about this forever lol

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smokingtomas · 7 years ago

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idk if ur a fan of tokyo ghoul but imagine if soma and erinas first time is like kaneki and toukas. itd be so sweet and hot. (check ch 125 of the second tokyo ghoul series tokyo ghoul:re to see what i mean) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

For Tokyo Ghoul, I did watch the anime, but it’s my boyfriend who follows the manga religiously and he keeps me up with the plot, so I know exactly what you’re talking about because he showed me this chapter xD

I wish in the future we can get something like this for sorina in SNS manga. Imagine how WILD the fandom will go seeing those babies finally mix it up! Talking about an actual fan service here xD

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FrosteyPink!!

SOMAS A BAP!! VERY SWEET!!!

ALSO CAUSE U DIDNT SAY IT W JAY CONGRATS ON GETTING ENGAGED OR WHATEVER U SAY TO THAT 🎉🎉🎉

tho! i love love LOVE somas art like...... anatomy looks SO good. its stunning. also very good with color and backgrounds, i cant do bgs so big respect. both the adopts max bought me are from them also.

id say we should talk more but i know theyre just a shy bap and i dont wanna push! talk to me more or not more at ur own speed, thank u, ilu

#sunne speaks

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friedesgreatscythe · 7 years ago

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ok @alien-leftist ubi’s conference

hype french guy announces a cross over between their crazy rabbits and mario. idek who or what these rabbits are

MIYAMOTO IS IN THE CROWD WITH A FOG MACHINE AND A BULLET BILL GUN THIS SHIT IS CRAZYWILD ALREADY giantbomb’s stream is going CRAZY for this and i’m dying omfg

HE HAS EVEN BOUGHT A GUN FOR THE FRENCH GUY AND THEY’RE POSIN WITH THE

oh okay it’s mario x RABBIDS kingdom battle, which is an ubi thing. they've been working on the mario/rabbids game for about three years btw, so it seems to be something of a labor of love for em. the creative director was in the crowd and he actually had tears in his eyes it was very genuinely sweet (though i thought it was rude that they kept showing him lmao let the dude have his moment in peace!!)

honestly this game does look cute and goodweird, it has the rabbids dressed up like mario characters in bad cosplay trying to interact with real mario ppl and it's charmingly awkward bc they gotta work together to solve PUZZLES and shit. it's a turn based tactical/adventure game with combat mixed in, and it honestly looks like something from xcom. this is DEFINITELY the coolest shit ubisoft has had a hand in in years.

giantbomb calls this "this is a FEVER DREAM!! WHAT ARE YO DOING?!!!"\

ac origins i'm not really that interested in this but i ain't gonna hate on it. i'm just sitting here politely disinterested bc my main man desmond is dead and this series was supposed to be his story!!!!!!!! but w/e ubi

they're talking to producers of ac origins and it's live gameplay (allegedly) that is also what they're showin on the floor. so i guess ppl can attest to that if they're there.............the eagle is seriously your drone in this btw

they aren't going full screen on the gameplay feed lmfao so it's just a camera shaking over a dude's shoulder all lo fi style it's gr8. they're gonna show off the gameplay after the showcase so this is just a teaser or smth

"i can't believe it's exclusive to those five consoles" LMFAOOOOOOOOO

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car game. for the people who liked the fast and the furious ig. i don't get car games. i don't get cars. they're very much a realm of machines and tech that i have no interest in and i don't.. get it.

there's also dirtbikes. and planes???????AND HORSES???????/ idk this flies right over my head and it's takin off without me.

this man is SO very french, it's soothing to listen to him talk. he has such a deep voice but it fills the room and i feel like he is the dark priest of an elder god. his name is stephane beley. they're using lorde for their trailer music idk why 'yellow flicker beat' doesn't really fit anything with cars........... it's a good beat tho

lorde's comin out with new music soon, ain't she? goddamn, gimme my life, queen

"TAKE THE LEAD ON MODERATIONNNNNNNNNN" god i love this dude's voice i can't get enough of it. he's comforting but vaguely menacing.

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south park game stuff yadda yadda don't rly care. does anyone really like south park anymore?????? this game is based on the worst episodes in a shitty era of an already dwindling show........GET READY FOR THE EDGELORD PART OF UBI'S CONFERENCEoh thank god it's over.

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elijah wood is talking?? what are you doin here hobbitman

oh it's VR yawn bye"we want you to take off the gear and still feel unsettled." i'm unsettled by VR ubisoft, go away."NEUROSCIENTISTS HAVE FIGURED OUT HOW TO UPLOAD BRAIN MATTER. TRAUMA." wow okay so that ep of black mirror and basically soma and..........t he plot to most cyberpunk dystopia ig? i think even fallout 4 touched upon this w/ nick valentine. but it's VR so they're trying to fuck with ur head in real time.the look of this game looks a lot like an early 90s thing. fuzzy and weird and grainy like a distorted VCR tape. it's called Transference. spring 2018.

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back to very happy french guy. his name is yves! that's it, i forgot it for a while.ubisoft's got a pirate game. like, a new pirate game. bc they figured out everyone liked that one pirate game. the start of the trailer has some cool water effects that remind me of ophelia. pirate captain is a lady sinking a ship full of white men.there's some other pirate dude in another ship tryin to take her down tho. the trailer theme is a weird slow cover of seal's "crazy" and it makes me miss the original.

game's title is "skull and bones."

"YOU GUYS LIKED BLACK FLAG, RIGHT?? WE TOOK ALL THAT ASSASSIN CREED BULLSHIT OUTTA IT" giantbomb pls omfg

it's basically a pirate pecking order game in the late 1700s/18th century. you can play solo or play with your other pirate friends, also has pvp or "pvp trade routes" lmfaoooo

"YARR THERE BE LAG SWITCHES OFF THE MIZZEN MAST!" god i'm mcfreakin dyin over here. there's sea shanties tho, so that's really neat! combat seems to be sea-only/on the ship with targeting and canons and whatnot.there seems to be creepy kraken shit implied too so it might not just be all typical action/adventure combat.

"YOU'RE JUST GONNA TEASE A KRAKEN? KRAKEN A COLD ONE WITH THE BOYS??"

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just dance. time. jamiroquai music is playing. also now hyuna??? that's some kpop shit, hello!!now someone is dressed as a panda and he's kinda terrifying."did that bear dab on his way out?"i don't get just dance either tbqh

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"phone destroyer." south park mobile game that is about them playing cowboys and indians. and pirates and knights and princesses and bards. idk what this is tbqh. i don't know why it has to exist. but that's me about south park.

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space game. seems to involved putting real life spaceship toys onto your controller and the game will then replicate the ships you have??? it's called "starlink: battle for atlas." looks like a huge merch cashcow.

you explore a star system and play as a member of a team. you can build your own ships and then deal with all the terrible problems that happens lmfao idk

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rebecka coutaz, a french lady with a cute denim coat with a smiley face and a heart patch, is talking now. she's involved w/ "steep." idk what that is, besides a game. i think it involves skiing and snowboarding or some shit idek i guess that's big in europe where mountains are fuckin everywhere.this looks like an expansion based on the winter olympics

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far cry 5 now THIS i actually care about bc it's concept is really creepy and i hope it is a great scathing take down of all the bullshit that exists in and IS american culture. it's rednecks singing amazing grace and holding up semi automatic guns in church lmfao

dude walks out on stage and says some backstory about the game. "PEOPLE ARE FUCKING SCARED" and that's a direct quote.you seem to be part of a group of ppl trying to take the cult down and i am also ok with that.YOU GET A DOGGO FRIEND

HE TAKES DOWN ENEMIES AND HANDS YOU GUNS!!!!!!!!!!

gb brings up a good point that says fc5 could have approached this with a bit more gravitas, especially considering the current climate in america, instead of just making it so... over the top exaggerated explosive foolery.

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new trailer with weird talking anthropomorphic animals. i'm grossed out by that already, ew. it looks so weirdly gritty but there's humans????????/ and talking animals?????????????? i don't understand anything but i'm not enthused.

"this has too much cussing."

"THIS IS THE MOST FIFTH ELEMENT-ASS SHIT...."

"e3 2017: everything is a skull"

this is weird and also involves space and shit everyone on the panel is confused.

it's "beyond good and evil 2"

AWWWWWWWWWWWW the director for it is tearing up, he's so happy and grateful. honestly that warms my heart, when creators show genuine emotion and remind us that they are people lmfao

AWWW EVEN YVES LOOKS SO HAPPY FOR HIM

it's a prequel to the first game about shitty corps (so this game gets cyberpunk) and ppl fighting to create freedom in the stars~*~*"JOIN OUR SPACE MONKEY PROGRAM TODAY" omg that's so cute, this guy is kinda lost for words he's just so touched to have made this game again. he actually brought yves up on stage

MORE PEOPLE ARE WALKING ON STAGE IDK WHAT'S HAPPENING BUT I GUESS THEY'RE WRAPPING UP?

yeah ok it's over, yves' thankin us and that's that.

#long post

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kirikinni · 8 years ago

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Gang? What Gang?- Taekook fluff

“You will not believe what happened to me,” Taehyung exclaimed loudly as he barreled into the kitchen. He was carrying shopping bags on both his arms. It was a known fact that Taehyung just did not possess the patience to make two trips, especially after work.

“Please don’t tell me you got arrested or ate something someone gave you or brought home another cat,” Jungkook replied in a tone that suggested there were instances where these kinds of things did in fact happen.

“No, no. It wasn’t anything like that this time. I made new friends.” Taehyung continued in his excited way of speaking. He placed the grocery bags on the floor near the fridge and started unloading them into the fridge and the cabinets.

“That’s good I guess, where exactly did you make these friend babe?” Jungkook asked, he was cutting onions and they were making his eyes sting. He couldn’t see clearly.

“Oh at the supermarket after I finished shopping and came out...” Taehyung started to tell his story but was cut off by a loud cry from Jungkook.

“Shit,” Jungkook called out as he had managed to cut his finger by mistake.

“Tae, go and get me a Band-Aid please,” Jungkook said and all talk about Taehyung’s new friends was forgotten.

Taehyung brought the bandages to Jungkook who was washing his hand under the sink. Jungkook wiped it with Dettol and cleaned it before he placed the bandage over it.

“You really do need to be more careful love,” Taehyung said, kissing Jungkook’s forehead. Jungkook was a little shorter than he was and it proved to be the perfect height for Taehyung. “Sit, I’ll cut.”

Jungkook gladly accepted and jumped onto the counter, Taehyung moved the cutting board closer to where Jungkook was sitting so he could continue to talk to him while he cut the onions.

“How was your day?” Taehyung asked.

“Okay, this one kid in my class is annoying me so much. I mean you signed up for this class why are you disrupting it? Like I would understand if it was one of those forced to take classes in school but you are literally signing up to come and learn how to dance.” Jungkook said exasperatedly.

“Was it the kid with the Harry Potter glasses and the always bandaged hand?” Taehyung asked - he knew all the kids who would go to Jungkook for classes and Jungkook knew all the kids in Taehyungs senior literature class.

“No, that’s the kid I like. He’s such a sweet little thing, he’s so timid and scared he’s going to mess up but dancing runs through his veins. There’s not a step he can’t master and he has such grace when he moves.” Jungkook stopped to sigh. “I enjoy watching him dance.”

“You talk about the kid like he’s some kind of prodigy Kookie,” Taehyung said laughing.

“He might as well be, I love him.”

“Aww, what have I been replaced?” Taehyung asked placing his free hand on his chest, feigning hurt.

“Ya I think so, the kid is cuter,” Jungkook replied smirking.

“But he can’t fuck you like I can,” Taehyung said back to him with the same level of smugness.

“Yah Kim Taehyung he’s a kid,” Jungkook yelled and whacked Taehyung on the shoulder. Taehyung just laughed at him and continued to cut.

“Anyway so about the annoying kid, he was literally just throwing things when I got to class and most of the other kids were super annoyed cause like some of them were getting hit with the stuff and when I told him to stop he threw a shoe at me. Can you believe that he threw a fucking shoe at me? So I told him to wait outside and I called his parents. I hope that kid gets in trouble.” Jungkook said crossing his arms and pouting.

“Kookie, he’s a kid don’t be rude,” Taehyung said pointing the knife at Jungkook.

Jungkook put his hands up in surrender not taking his eyes off of the knife, “Sorry mom. I’ll try to be nicer.”

Taehyung finished chopping up the vegetable and he threw them into the pan that was sizzling on the stove. Jungkook got off of the counter claiming that his finger was okay and that he could cook. Jungkook worked on the sauce as Taehyung put the pasta to boil and fried the vegetables and meat together. Once the pasta was cooked and the food was finally ready Jungkook transferred the food into serving dishes and Taehyung took the cutlery and went out to set the table.

“Okay Tae, put on the second season of Shokugeki No Soma. We haven’t even started to watch it yet.” Jungkook said once he had placed the food on the dining table. He served for both himself and Taehyung while Taehyung put on the anime they were currently watching. Jungkook took both plates over to the carpet in front of the TV and sat down to eat. Taehyung joined him once the first episode started to play.

“This tastes so nice, I’m getting a foodgasm.” Taehyung moaned loudly which caused Jungkook to laugh and Jungkook laughing means Taehyung laughing and so they were both laughing like there was no tomorrow.

The boys finished their dinner and resigned to the bedroom. Taehyung had papers to correct and Jungkook had tests to study for, there was a two-year difference between the boys and Jungkook was in his last year of college.

“Tae what’s inflation? Like I know what it is but that’s just a general idea and this textbook is highly useless.” Jungkook asked, confusion getting the best of him.

“It’s what happens when the prices for multiple commodities of an economy increases and so to meet the rise in price the people will need to increase their purchasing power as well,” Taehyung answered without lifting his head from the literature papers he was correcting.

Taehyung had studied business and economics first until he decided that English was more his area and so he ditched it and joined the English courses.

It was past eleven when Taehyung was finally done, he got off the chair and stretched. He looked around and realized that Jungkook wasn’t in the room. He figured that Jungkook must have gone into the dining room to study. He walked out and saw Jungkook scribbling away in his notebook, three textbooks open in front of him.

“Kookie time for bed, c’mon” Taehyung said from behind him and reached forward to close the books.

“Wait hyung, I need to finish this chapter,” Jungkook said stopping Taehyung’s hand.

“Tomorrow morning if you want, you need to sleep.” Taehyung refused to listen and he closed the books but not before he marked the pages where Jungkook was. Jungkook sighed but stood up nonetheless, he was looking at Taehyung strangely and out of nowhere he reached forward and hugged Taehyung. Jungkook wrapped his hands around his waist and pressed his face into Taehyung’s neck, just under his chin. When he pulled back he saw a confused look on Taehyung’s face.

“I love you,” Jungkook said and Taehyung just continued to stare at him. “I thought I’d tell you, I don’t tell you enough.” After saying that Jungkook whispered goodnight and walked to his room. Taehyung was left smiling like an idiot in the dining room. Eventually, he also retired to his own room.

New message from Unknown, 5:45pm 17 th November

“Tae tae, hey.”

“Who is this?”

“Its Jimin, u know v met at the grocery store.”

“Oh right, I gave you lift. So sorry I forgot to save your number”

“It’s a’ight mate, listen I wntd to ask if u could give me n ma frnds a lift?”

“Sure man, where are you guys?”

“Thnx, ur a lifesvr. Ill send u location.”

“Cool okay, I’ll see you guys soon.”

Taehyung switched his phone off and went back to the book he was reading, Jungkook was at school and he had the day off so Taehyung committed himself to finishing his book. His phone buzzed again, he figured it must have been Jimin texting him the location and indeed it was.

“Here’s the loc bro, come soon. Thnx again.”

Taehyung checked the time and realized that he could pick up Jungkook now as well. Jungkook didn’t like it when Taehyung drove to pick him up because Taehyung would have to drive an extra half hour but the location Jimin had sent him was on the path of Jungkook’s college. Taehyung grabbed his keys and coat from the room and walked out of the house, locking the door behind him.

“Jungkookie, I’m outside where are you?” Taehyung asked into the phone.

“You’re here? What? Why?” Jungkook asked - Taehyung imagined Jungkook whipping his head around to look for him.

“Near the front, I had to pick something up and your college was on the way so come on.”

“Okay okay, I’m walking right now.”

Jungkook saw the car soon enough and he waved, he secretly loved it when Taehyung picked him up. He got in and was greeted with a kiss on the cheek.

“Hey babe, we’re not going home right now okay. A few friends needed a lift so we’ll just drop them off and then we’ll go.”

“Ya that’s okay but listen there’s this dude in my class…” and Jungkook started ranting to Taehyung, talking a mile a minute.

Taehyung half focused on Jungkook’s story and half on the road. He had crashed his car enough times. Taehyung pulled up near a police station. Jungkook cocked his eyebrow and turned his head towards Taehyung in confusion.

“Why are we at the police station?”

“To pick up my friends, Jimin told me they were near the station. They’re probably in that café. Wait I’ll call.” Taehyung said, he took out his phone and pulled up Jimin’s contact. The phone rang for a while until someone picked up and a loud, rude voice spoke into it.

“Who are you? What do you want?”

Taehyung was taken aback for a second and was about to reply with the same tone when he heard arguing on the other side.

“Hyung, give me my phone. I told you not to pick up my calls.” The voice zeroed in on Taehyung who was waiting, confused on the line. “Hey, sorry, Yoongi hyung’s in a bad mood. Who’s this?”

“It’s Taehyung, I’m outside.”

“Oh Tae, okay cool. We’ll be right out.”

“Okay see you.”

Jimin hung up and Taehyung waited. Jungkook was watching the police station, still uncertain of these friends Taehyung had made and lo and behold Jimin followed by two other boys walked out of the station smug smiles plastered onto their faces. Jungkook didn’t know that this was Taehyung’s friend though and so was surprised that these boys were heading straight for them and waving.

“Tae let’s go, those guys are walking straight towards. I don’t care why they were in there, we need to leave now.” Jungkook stopped and realized that Taehyung was in fact not listening, “Kim Taehyung are you listening to me?”

Jimin saw Taehyung and waved but Taehyung was in too much shock to wave back. He couldn’t believe the boy he had befriended was walking out of a police station smiling like he won the lottery.

Jimin and the other two entered the backseat. Jimin pulled himself up front and greeted Taehyung like they were old friends.

“What’s up brother, these are my friends. Resting bitch face hyung and horse face hyung.” Taehyung laughed a little but Jungkook still had his jaw on the floor as he had just witnessed three boys walk out of a police station and straight into their car.

“I will actually stab you next time, my name’s Yoongi. Don’t listen to this asshole.” Yoongi said after grabbing Jimin’s hair and pulling him back.

“You wanna be behind bars again go ahead,” Jimin said, rubbing his head.

“Wouldn’t be the first time, unlike you pussies.” Yoongi retaliated.

“Hyung it’s not cool that you were in the cell, it’s cool that I got us out,” Jimin said smirking.

Yoongi brought his hand up to hit Jimin but Hoseok grabbed it. He had noticed the shock, surprise and slight fear on Jungkook and Taehyung’s face.

“Hi, I’m Hoseok. Please excuse them and the oh so loving nickname Jiminie has for me. You’re Taehyung right, Jimin told me about you.” He said, smiling at Taehyung. He looked over at Jungkook and knitted his eyebrows in confusion. “You are?”

“Jungkook, Taehyung’s boyfriend,” Jungkook said, he was in a daze.

“Oh, well nice to meet you Jungkook.”

The banter continued and Taehyung fell into it somehow. Jungkook stayed silent, though, he was trying to process all the strange information his brain was receiving.

Taehyung pulled up at a garage and the three boys got out. Yoongi and Hoseok waved their goodbyes and went inside the garage door. Jimin stayed behind to thank Taehyung and apologize to Jungkook; Jimin had noticed Jungkook’s discomfort.

“Okay then see you later brother,” Jimin said and held up his hand, his middle finger and pointer finger was intertwined while his thumb held down his ring finger and his pinky stood upright. Taehyung returned the sign effortlessly and said his goodbyes as well. It was only while they were driving back did Jungkook realize what the sign was.

“Taehyung can you show me that thing you did with your hand right now.” Taehyung showed him and Jungkook would have slapped him if he weren’t driving.

“You complete nut, that’s a gang sign. You fucking went and made friends with gang members. Good going idiot.”

“A gang sign? No way, they’re not in a gang. They’re just cool people.” Taehyung replied; Jimin wasn’t in a gang.

“Oh ya, text that Jimin and ask him,” Jungkook said, crossing his arms in front of him. He was angry at Taehyung’s irresponsibility.

Taehyung texted Jimin,

“Bro, are you guys a gang? Like full on gang?”

“Hmm, ya man. Didnt u alrdy know?

We call ourselves Stigma, it’s 5 of us.

Me, Yoongi hyung, Hoseok hyung,

Namjoon hyung and Seokjin hyung and

when u come for initiation you can be in it 2.”

Taehyung stared at the message, he had somehow managed to end up in a gang. There was only one thing he could say now.

“Oh fuck me.”

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