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junepop45 · 4 years

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Just the Two of Us

Summary: JD receives their first check and wants to go bowling with their other friends. Mia’s the only one who’s busy, so the two decide to go alone.

JD had been working for a while. Day in and day out, they bagged groceries and stacked soup cans to make ends meet. After two weeks of nonstop effort, they received their first paycheck of about $200. As they thought of how to spend the first of their earnings, they had an idea.

“Yo, Atlas, wanna go bowling with me and the gang?” JD asked excitedly. Atlas ruffled their hair before letting out a sigh.

“I’d love to tag along, Pup, but I’ve got my own plans tonight. Front-row seats to the Orion Nebula Cascade, only one night, you know how it is! Don’t worry,” he chuckled, “I’ll be sure to make it up to you!” JD pouted, but they understood. They decided to hit up the rest of the gang. All of them had plans like Atlas. River had a science project, GD had work, and Static wasn’t feeling sociable that night.

They were hesitant to even call Mia. If no one else would go, would she even be comfortable hanging out with them solo? The last time they did that, it was relatively brief.There was a difference between two sleep deprived teens waiting for her 10 hour flight and two fully conscious teens enjoying the beginning of the weekend. Deep in though, they felt a buzz in their pocket.

“Sup JD!”

Speak of the devil, they thought. “Hey Mia! What’s shakin bacon?” They asked, attempting to keep calm.

“Woooow. First ‘princessa de ananas’ now ‘what’s shakin bacon.’ Any more rhymes you got under your ripped sleeves?” she teased.

“Nope! I’ll let you know when I get some new material though.” She laughed at JD’s remark.

“You’re such a dork, lobo. Anyway, I was calling cause GD said you were thinking about bowling.”

“Yea! I was but everyone is busy tonight,” they said, a tad disappointed.

“I’m not.” JD’s ears perked up at such a short sentence.

“You.. You wouldn’t mind? Just the two of us?”

“Of course not, lobo. It’ll be fun”

“Oh-ok!” JD agreed excitedly. “Asistirámos a seis y media, princessa de ananas.”

“Sounds great. Nos vemos,” Mia promised

When JD hung up, their hair stood up on the back of their head. “Just the two of us,” they repeated to themselves. They rushed to the practice lounge and began getting ready. They hosed themself down outsideand washed their thick coarse hair. They put on their fancy black spiked collar, and a tuxedo T shirt they saved for special occasions. As they looked in the mirror they scowled at themself. Were they overthinking this? How would the night go anyway? They called Atlas, hoping that he wasn’t at the event yet. Fortunately for them, Atlas picked up.

“What can I do ya for, JD?” He asked nonchalantly with a ton of background noise. JD flinched, as it sounded like he was in the middle of an explosion, which was not pleasant to listen to.

“So, I am going out bowling. But only Mia’s going.”

“OOOOooooo! Sounds like a date” The half human flirted.

“It’s not!!!” JD said, flushed. “I just needed your opinion super quickly”

“I can do that!” he shouted as the noise got louder.

“DO YOU THINK WEARING MY SUIT T SHIRT IS TOO MUCH???” The wolf shouted.

“NOT AT ALL, IT LOOKS GREAT!”

“AIGHT COOL!” And with that JD hung up immediately. With a deep breath, they noticed it was six on the dot. Which gave them enough time to head to Mia’s.

Halfway there, they received a text from Atlas that said, “Make sure to impress her! Girls like a little competition ;).” JD racks their brain on how to impress Mia. Course they enjoyed hanging out together, but one on one time was rare. They decide to push out the doubt from their mind and continue heading to Mia and the Twin’s place.

They knocked on Mia’s door and her aunt appeared. “Buenas tardes, JD. Que tal?” She asked

“Yo estoy bien! Y usted?” “Bien tambien.” She gestured towards Mia’s room. “She’ll be ready in a sec. Girls am I right?” JD shrugged, giving Aunt Isabella a smile. After about five minutes of small talk, Mia finally stepped out, revealing that she was wearing a plain black shirt with a Medium length pink skirt. She kept on her iconic pineapple earrings along with the pineapple necklace JD got her their first christmas. They were a deer in headlights. Mia as well, but she could mask it better.

JD was extremely impressed. “Oh, um… wow! ¡Muy elegante!” They gave a nervous thumbs-up and smiled, trying (and failing) to not blush. They were so busy trying to keep their composure, that they didn't even notice how Mia was currently having the same issue. Aunt Isabella smiled sweetly, her heart warmed by the whole interaction.

Mia decided to step up and walk over to JD. “So… you ready, lobo?” “Oh, heck yeah!” JD didn’t know what to do with their hands, so they just decided to give Mia a thumbs-up. “Let’s roll!” The two friends high-fived each other, before strolling out the door, Isabella waving them goodbye. “Be safe out there, you two!” Mia rolled her eyes, still grinning. “We will, Tía Isabella!” Since two had to walk quite a bit to get to the bowling alley, what better to do than to fill the air with some chit-chat? No other reason, just to pass the time. Definitely no other reason. Definitely not to listen to the sound of each other’s voices. It was just to catch up.

“How’ve you been doing?” JD asked, feeling much more confident now. They always felt a bit more outgoing whenever they talked to Mia. A bit weird, but hey, they weren’t complaining. “I’ve been doing great! How about yourself?” “Couldn’t be better!” They probably could be better, but JD wasn’t lying. They were doing pretty well; even better now that they got to do what could be described as the laziest sport in America with a good friend. “Awesome! And what about Atlas? I know he would’ve looooooooved to be a third wheel here.” She somehow sounded earnest and sarcastic at the same time. One of her many real talents for sure. “Well… He’s… somewhere?” JD shrugged confusedly. Mia got flashbacks to the time that he left for a month and a half. “Oh no, did he go radio-silent again? Hell no, I’m about to knock some sense into that pequeño puto right now!” “Nonononono!” JD frantically put their hands out, trying to calm her down. “He’s at some sorta weird intergalactic event. He just called me like. It was super noisy.” They chuckled a bit, remembering how badly the phone ringed in their ear. “But he doesn’t need smacking,” JD takes a dramatic pause. “Just yet.” Mia huffed. “Good. But, what did you mean by ‘intergalactic event’? Is he okay? Do I even want to know what’s going on over there?” Her face scrunched up half concerned, but half intrigued. “Not sure, I think so, and probably not.” Both of them had a good laugh at that. After a bit more walking and talking, they finally arrived at the bowling alley. It didn’t look very flashy from the outside. Colorless walls, a plain, flat red roof, two doors on either side, and one road sign that said “Titans Recreation Center.” “Well, looks like he owns a bowling alley too!” JD chuckled at Mia’s joke, the whole band having made comments like that on Atlas’ name at least once. Suddenly, JD had an idea. “Hey, princessa de ananas.” “Yeah?” “Bet you I could get more strikes than you.” They stuck their tongue out defiantly. “Heh, in your dreams, lobo!” Mia smirked. “You’re not getting that before I do!” “Oh, it’s on!” They both sprinted towards the front door, eager to best the other. When they opened the door, it was a complete 180 from what the outside looked like. Neon wallpaper, banging glam rock music, arcade cabinets, junk food, and of course; the coveted bowling lanes, complete with gaudy 90’s CGI tv screens. In other words: Heaven in a building.

Mia’s jewelry flashed in the building. Her yellow and green hair glowed as her skin remained a tan color. She stared at the venue with a calm smile, taking in the scenery. As she scoped the place she noticed JD staring a bit too intently at her.

“I got something on my back, lobo?” Mia joked. JD tried to stammer out some words, but not much came out. She grabbed their arm and dragged them over to the shoe rental spot. “Are you trying to stall or something?”

JD’s cheeks began burning “Of course not! I don’t need to. I was just…-” they fidgeted with their hands, clacking their own fingers to each other. “I’m giving you time to adjust is all.” JD grabs an 18 pound ball, the heaviest one around. I don’t know about you, but I’m in my element.”

“Is that so?” Mia smirks while staring at them

“Definitely,” they grin back. “Watch and learn, princesa.” They carry the ball over to their lane. They went for the wind-up, rushed toward the pins, rolled the ball towards them, and slipped into the lane.

“Oh my God, JD!” Mia yelled as she rushed over to them.

“Did… Did I get a strike?” they asked in a hoarse voice.

Mia scratched the back of her neck, still holding on to her furry companion. “It’s a bit unorthodox, but it is technically a strike.”

“I told you I could get more strikes than you.”

Mia gave them a playful smirk. “Oh, lobo. The match has barely started.” She helped JD up and proceeded to get a ten pound pink ball.

“It matches your aesthetic!” they complimented.

“Thanks, but you might wanna worry ‘bout yourself, love.”

“Whaaaaa?” JD asked.

“Sorry, I meant lobo! You should worry about your shoes, lobo.” Mia shrugged a little. “Words; They kinda suck. What can I say?”

JD nodded in agreement, though their cheeks began to sting. They held onto Mia’s words a bit more than they should’ve.

With that behind them, Mia got ready to bowl. JD took small peeks at Mia as they put on their bowling shoes. As JD finished the last bunny loop on their right foot, they watched as her pink ball crashed into the first pin, creating a domino effect knocking down the rest.

“God, she’s good,” they muttered under their breath. JD’s second bowl wasn’t as lucky. They were able to knock down nine in total. Mia got them all down, but in two tries, making it a spare. After rounds of back and forths, they were once again tied up. Three strikes to three. Though Mia had a higher score cause she hit more pins. It was down to the final round.

“You ready to call me the best bowler in Garden Street?” JD taunted.

“Only in your dreams.”

“I’m gonna make you eat those words, princessa de ananas.”

JD prepared to pull the most pro gamer move of their life. They were gonna get three strikes in a row. The pins realigned themselves; JD realigned themself with the pins. They swung their bowling arm, getting a feel for the throw. Such concentration was rarely seen by them. Mia rolled her eyes at how goofy they were being, but they were serious. They were going to impress Mia so much she’d have to like them! One swift toss was all it needed, and the bowling ball came hurling through the pins. Some of them fly into the air, not reaching the ground for seconds. Mia’s jaw was agape at the sheer power they used. She knew they could lift her and Atlas at once but she never thought about how much that really was. JD turned around, giving Mia a little nod.

“There’s more where that came from, Torres.”

With their newly found confidence, the other two strikes were a breeze, one after the other. It was a shame they didn’t have any more rounds left.

“I believe that’s what we call in the business, a turkey!” they gloated. They walked over to where Mia was sitting and rested their arm on her shoulder. “Think you can beat that? Or are you too chicken to do so?”

Mia playfully brushed them off their shoulder. “I gotta admit, JD. That was pretty cool. I actually thought the pins were gonna break.” She grabbed her pink bowling ball, doing her best to stay focused. Her first throw was a clean strike. The second strike, a few pins spun in a way where it didn’t look like they’d fall. She was down to her last throw; she could tie everything up. Tonight was the first time in years that JD and Mia were outwardly competing with each other. JD was a bit nervous that Mia wouldn’t be impressed if the game tied, but they couldn’t bring themself to wish Mia to mess up. They cared about Mia and they were having a good time as is! JD felt that whatever happened, happened, and that even if Mia didn’t see them as anything other than friends, if this was friendship, JD didn’t mind this. For once, they were at peace about their feelings for her.

“SON OF A DICK FART!” Mia cried. JD looked up and saw one pin was still spinning. Its movements slowed and calmed down until it stopped. So close yet so far from a strike.

“Heck yea!!! I won! “JD triumphantly declared.

“Hold on, Pup,” Mia argued. “I still won by points.”

“Yea, but I bet I could make more strikes than you. Which I did.” They stuck out their hand. “You did a really good job, Princessa de Ananas. I have trouble picking up spares, but you’re a natural!”

Mia smirked. “Sometimes you can't brute force your way through things. Sometimes you gotta plan out where you wanna roll it. Trajectory and all that stuff.” She accepted JD’s handshake. “I still call bullshit on that last one though.”

“Oh definitely,” JD agreed. Suddenly, a lightbulb went off in their head. “Best 2 out of 3?” they asked.

“How will I ever beat the best bowler in Garden Street?” Mia dramatically asked.

“Fear not, m’lady. For I shall teach you my strategies for getting the perfect strike.” JD bowed down, furthering the bit.

The rest of the night was quite eventful for the two latinos. The alley was full of yelling, banging tables, cheering, and other noises of the like. The two headed out around midnight. There wasn’t a clear winner, as they both gained a new level of appreciation for the other. JD was a bit sad the others missed out, but they liked only hanging out with Mia. It was something that the two needed to do for a long time.

“Hey, Mia.”

“Yea, JD?”

“We should go out more.”

It was Mia’s turn to blush heavily. JD took their words back, fearing that they misspoke.

“We don’t always have to go bowling! But tonight was super fun. Atlas and I hang out one on one alot but it’s… it’s different with you! So wadda ya say? Wanna plan to hang out Next Friday? This time you can pick!”

“I’ll have to double check my schedule… but, sure! I’ll let you know.” She took a moment to grasp her words. “And… I had fun, too. Gracias, JD-” she gave them a bear hug, something they easily reciprocated. While JD walked back to The Rose Thorn Lounge, Atlas called.

“Sup Pupperoni! How was your date~” He asked.

“It wasn’t a date! We’ve been over this, Atlas.” JD clarified.

“Ah, whatever. But how was it?”

JD unintentionally began smiling, conspiring about what happened earlier. “We had a good time. You should’ve seen her; it was like she was a natural. There isn’t anything Mia can’t do.”

“Except confess her feelings for you.” Atlas retorted.

“She would never.”

“Dude, take it from me; it’s gonna happen. So when are you gonna thank me?”

“Why would I thank you?”

“Why do you think everyone else said no?”

“Cause they were busy-” JD began putting the pieces together. “Why would you do that????” they asked, almost demanding an answer.

“Cause I’m the best wingman ever.” They could almost hear his smug little grin. “Now! The Supernova’s wrapping up, a new Solar System has been made, so I’ll be there in a sec. We can talk all about your little rendezvous when I get there.” And with the click of a button, JD was left to their own thoughts. Their flustered, embarrassing own thoughts.

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#ert writes #Just the Two of Us #OCs #Atlas #JD #Mia

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blackevermore · 5 years

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Valentine’s Time Day Headcanons (Nathanael)

[lol @kapperson was in chat talking about hers and I was like “yo.....Imma do that!”]

- Nate has a very bad habit of being away during holidays and slightly important days. He is still getting used to the idea of someone waiting for him at home so it’s gonna take him some time to allow work to be his second thought.

- But it’s been 3 years and for the better, he knows to come home as fast as possible. Which is how I woke up to breakfast being cooked and him being a bit bummed I got out of bed before he could bring it to me. But he quickly got over it when he noticed I was wearing one of his sweaters.

“Still sleeping in the things?”

“Well someone has to keep me warm at night.”

- Breakfast is fun. I sat in his lap and he fed me while I fed him, I ask him about his trip and he marvels of his adventure but then quickly tells me that he would have prefered if I was there and it was actually a vacation. He promises he’ll sweep me off my feet one day to the Caribbean.

- A lot of kisses and cuddling, so much so I had to fight him to get free to get ready for the day. But as soon as I made it to the bedroom so did he 👀👀👀

- Luckily we didn’t have anything to do today so staying in bed wasn’t much of a problem. Plus I get to finally be in his arms after months of being away.

“I’ve missed you.”

“Not like I missed you, little mama”

- Finally, when the clock struck 12pm he told me I had to get us and get dress because he had appointments ready for me. Honestly, I love when he sets my appointments for hair, nails + feet. God knows I need self-care. After a shower, I throw on my normal leggings and t-shirt combo and allow him to drive me around like the queen I am.

“What colour should I get for my nails?”

“Get whatever you want, mama, I love what you love.”

“Nate I’m going to cry if you keep being sappy like this.”

- Nails and feet ✔️ Hair (finally in a style that suits my natural needs!) ✔️ Feeling nice for once in my gd life ✔️ Nate is bathing in my afterglow of self-care and he takes me to get ice cream and new shoes. He knows how much I love fashion and it’s a perfect time to show me the dress he bought me.

“Now close ya eyes baby.”

“Nate...”

“Come on trust me, close ya eyes.”

“Nate...This is pretty as fuck.”

“I know that’s why I got it, duh.”

- He has planned the 50s themed dinner date and dance. He has had this planned for the past month, the days I was on the phone chatting about my day he was ordering and arranging a private dinner downtown at the canal’s event hall.

“One of us is ready while the other one looks like a foot. Here take my card and go do whatever for the next three hours. I’ll call you when everything is ready. You know your limit.”

“Yeah yeah, card shuts off at 500.”

- I try to distract myself with things to do but all I really wanna do is be with Nate. But i push through and hang out with friends until I get a call telling me to come back to the house. I arrive and he is outside smoking leaning against his car. He looks beautiful as always but now he has waves in his hair and his blonde highlights.

“You only smoke when you’re nevous.”

“I’m nervous. Very much so, off we go, mama.”

he puts out his smoke and ushers me to the other side of the car to open the door.

- The dinner was not appropriate for the occasion, you should now eat hot wings in a fancy dress, yet here I am and I’m happy. He got all my favourites from stuffed beard sticks to fancy cut up hot dogs (because I’m baby). Jazz music is slowly playing in the background and we are having a ball.

“You act like a lady but eat like a child.”

“Oh yeah well you’re a stupid blonde and you’re not even a real blonde.”

“Le gasp!”

this is our way of loving each other.

“May I have this dance?”

“I suppose.”

#self ship #self shipping #f/o valentine #v-day headcanons #Drugged Love💵👜#oc:nathanael #f/o

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bae-leth · 5 years

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Wishful Thinking : FE3H Patch Notes Hopes (by October / December)

Universal :

The speed that Byleth runs around the monastery has been adjusted to move faster / as the controller inputs

Portraits load faster

New Reason and Faith spells added (could be new or old ones from past games)

Divine Pulses given have been decreased (14(all) —> 10(normal)/8(hard)/6(lunatic)/4(Infernal))

Smoother fps (docked and handheld)

Clearer textures (docked and handheld)

Animations in battle are faster

Bigger Text for Dialogue is added in Options

Better Map objectives

All activities raises motivation (it doesn’t make sense that motivation is best raised ONLY by dining)

Facilities (not likely):

The Sauna facility is open to use by Chapter 4 / 6 . It’s utility is the same as the dining hall in which you invite two people to uhhh bathe with you and raises their motivation. You use the soaps made by the fruits and flowers you bought / grew that’ll suit each chara. ONLY for the SAME GENDER. So no girls with M! and no boys with F! NO ‘oops I thought it was the boys / girls hour scheme’ ALLOWED (This is gonna be so gay lmao)

Modes: 

Normal mode

- Teatime no longer requires an activity point

Lunatic mode added

- Enemy AI is smarter

- Higher enemy stats

- More abilities on enemies

- More reinforcements appear

Infernal mode added (by December maybe ?)

- Same as lunatic but harder

- Lower weapon durability

- Enemy levels are higher

- Beasts have sturdier shields

- Divine Pulse at start is only 1

- You’ll only get more divine pulses by the Sothis Paralogue

Characters :

- Some characters have their models and heights adjusted

- New hairstyles and outfits

- More Combat Arts learned for some charas (some charas just…..have weak ones learnt compared to others)

- The new spells added replace some spells for some charas and more spells can be learnt by some charas (if new spells are added and they fit the chara well, add it to their spell list or replace a spell least suited. Also some charas also have measly spells or limited spells so adding more adds their utility)

- New Paralogues

New characters playable:

- Jeritza

- Anna

- Randolph (BE route only)

- Ladislava (BE route only)

- Death Knight (BE and BL routes only)(until ya know…)

- Rodrigue (BL route only)

- Miklan (BL route only)(….He honestly deserves a redemption arc)

- Judith (GD route only)

- Nader (GD route only)

- Rhea (BL, GD, and C routes only)

YOU CAN SEE ALL CHARAS SUPPORT POINTS (very useful if you don’t know who’s who’ll be with)

Classes :

- Females are now available to access the dark mage, dark bishop, war master and hero class

- Males are now available to access the gremory class

Supports

(Me : AKA my bias is showing and the one to likely never happen

Also Me : AS SOON AS POSSIBLE AND MOST WANTED ASDFGSFGDFG)

Universal:

- Some supports and endings are now similar / more in-tone with the JPN version (lookin at you sylvelix)

- Alois, Gilbert, Cyril, Sothis and Flayn support changed from S —> A+

- New Supports between charas who didn’t have a support at launch (ex : Ferdinand with Ashe)

- Some supports extended from B —> A / A+ (ex : Ingrid with Dorothea)

M!Byleth

Caspar, Claude, Lorenz, Dimitri, Sylvain, Ashe, Seteth, and Jeritza are now S-supportable

F!Byleth

Hilda, Manuela, Catherine, and Shamir are now S-supportable

……Hope is a fragile thing yet, somehow, it’s a powerful emotion.

So, uh, those are my thoughts on what I hope from the free updates and DLC, hope it’s not too much cause I LOVE the game, but I feel like these changes said above would make most fans happy and satisfied :)

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notes from bae:

WOW... this is a tall order! I wouldn’t mind seeing some of the stuff here, though, because I definitely think it’d enhance the game.

#submission #chiaseedsfan101

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ichigo777666 · 4 years

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FE3H Character Impressions

Just my thoughts as I’m playing through. I’m including 4 sections for each - first impressions, impression at end of WC, first PTS impression, ending impression. (BE route will have more than 4). Characters for the PTS are ONLY for their ending routes, since that’s where they main. Will updates as I progress. Spoilers ahead, obviously.

**These are listed in the order of paths I played them in with exception to CF (which was my 4th) which is added in under BE. I actually wrote this all down in a notebook and am slowly typing it in here when I have time, so INC for now**

Black Eagles (due to this being a branching path, this is going to have 5 sections)

Edelgard

FI: I like this sassy lady. Obviously the best choice. C1E: Okay, Edel...just wow. You became so much cooler! PTS: Um the hair is...no. But hey, you didn’t kill Byleth! END-SS: No, my Edels.....WHY IS THERE NO SPARE OPTION?! END-CF: My Edels :) I like her in CF - it’s power child Edel! This is the only route where your “leader” is actually a leader.

Hubert FI: Creepy, one half of a hidden face. Betting on this guy being EVIL! C1E: Well I did call it. I still like him tho. PTS: So, they decided to go with the whole “vampire” aesthetic I see. I can’t decide whether I love it or I hate it... END-SS: Uh, well he showed up what, twice? Not much to judge here... END-CF: Loyal Hubert. I grew to like him a bit....

Ferdinand FI: He’s kind of annoying. But hey, at least they picked a good color orange for his hair. C1E: Um...well...did he actually change? No, no. PTS: I’m not sure I like the long hair. His voice though...it seems to suit him better now. END-SS: I liked using him in combat but not as an actual character. END-CF: Doesn’t seem much different than in SS....

Lindhardt FI: Okay, so you’re the unmotivated lazy character, Got it. C1E: Well, there’s actually something interesting about him! Yay. PTS: No, the outfit. Just no. The hair, yes - the clothes, no! END-SS: You kinda removed his laziness and sleepiness...WHY?! END-CF: No real change from SS.

Caspar FI: Loud, short, obnoxious battle nerd. C1E: Alright, I can kinda get him. I can sorta understand why he’s like this. PTS: Armor...no. And why didn’t you change his hair at all...feels lazy. END-SS: And he’s basically the same but older and a bit more mature. Okay. END-CF: No real change from SS.

Bernadetta FI: Aw, she’s a scaredy-cat. I’m intrigued. C1E: I get it. I wanna HURT whoever hurt her. PTS: Bernie’s gotten a glam up! The pouch is a good added detail. END-SS: I like that she grew a little and got some confidence. Good for you Bernie! END-CF: No real change from SS.

Dorothea FI: Okay, so she’s the pretty one? Got it. C1E: Okay, so she’s the pretty one who’s concerned about her future....okay, I can understand. PTS: The BEST PTS outfit from the BE crew (and possibly from all of FE3H). I want this... END-SS: She’s the only one who seems to have ANY regrets about turning on Edel....and for that, she’s got respect. END-CF: Aw, best friends with Edie forever!

Petra FI: The foreigner who can’t talk well. Okay, she’s adorable and tough. C1E: I really like Petra! My she-beast Amazon! PTS: Okay, she went totally exotic - is this Brigid style? I like! END-SS: So, she’s leaving. uwu END-CF: No real change from SS.

Jeritza (yeah, he’s going here...) FI: Quiet and mysterious guy who wears a mask. Yeah he’s not suspicious at all! Also adding to that is the fact he’s the only other character besides Jeralt who you cannot have support conversations with so...hmmmm..... C1E: Okay, serial killer vibes... PTS: They just removed his mask...in combat his outfit is great...but yeah... END-CF: Okay, I can kinda get it but...he’s so flat. I get that it’s his thing but....just no.

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Church of Seiros I (Basic grouping for all the faculty + knights. Endings will be for the ones they’re most impactful in)

Rhea FI: Okay, so we’re supposed to be suspicious of her, right? I kinda like her even though I know she’s not being honest with us... C1E: Okay, wow...yeah....cool! END-SS: Well, that went from 0 to 100 real fast. Anyone wanna explain WHY?! *END-CF:

Jeralt FI: Dad maybe? Is it odd I’m questioning this? C1E: Okay...so, yeah that happened. Wow. ...I didn’t know where to stick him, so...here ya go!

Catherine FI: Strong female knight character? We’re getting to play with a girl knight before a boy?! WTG FE! C1E: I really like her dedication. PTS: So, no change huh? *sighs* END-SS: Aw, I like how she got all emotional!

Shamir FI: Okay...cool girl. That one strand of hair tho... C1E: Alright, so she’s cold for a reason. I’m curious. PTS: And another no change huh. *sighs* END-SS: So, she’s a bit more friendly, eh....

Cyril FI: Is this kid really necessary for this game? Just no... C1E: Well his stats are okay but I don’t think so.... PTS: Okay, he grew up. He’s still annoying. END-SS: Yeah, just no.

Seteth FI: Sexy green-haired mysterious distrustful priest dude? AKA the only PERSON WITH LOGIC for the first few chapters. I like this :) C1E: What do you MEAN I can’t take you with me?! NO! PTS: No change...but I really loved your original design, so yay! END-SS: My dragon daddy! :) Best character EVER! And he feels so right as the one planning and leading everything.

Flayn FI: She’s small and green and kind of adorable! I sense an interesting dynamic at play! C1E: So...this explains her odd relationship with Seteth. But still, I must protect the bean! PTS: Well if Seteth didn’t change, I wouldn’t expect Flayn to either. END-SS: Aw, cute! I really don’t get why people hate Flayn - she just wants everyone to get along!

Gilbert FI: Brooding...and bland C1E: alright, so regrets over abandonment and self flagellation... PTS: you couldn’t even add a few more gray strands? really? END-AS: Boring much?

Alois FI: Oh boy...hes going to be loud, huh? C1E: do I have to recruit him? how many more dumb jokes do you have?! PTS: yeah, same outfit....why do the older characters just get NO changes... END-AS: Well he’s still Alois..

Hannerman FI: a scholarly type huh? let's see if he's interesting. C1E: a word comes to mind: obsessed. yup, obsessed. PTS: a suit during war? really? really! END-?: So more crests basically....*sigh*

Manuela FI: I really hope her only quality isn't "i'm sexy" C1E: okay, so she's an ex diva struggling to find love who turns to alcohol...might be the most realistic character.... PTS: would she really be wearing this same outfit during a war? END-?: Is it wrong that I laughed here?

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Blue Lions

Dimitri FI: Pretty boy prince character. I don’t really like you. And the haircut with the long bangs over your eyes drives me INSANE! C1E: Okay, so he’s a psychopath. no wonder I didn’t like him. PTS: uh...just no. also are you going to remain in this brooding i’m-angsty-but-a-murderer mood for the rest of the game? END-AS: I cannot bring myself to like Dimitri...I cannot. Jeez, it honestly feels like someone tried to ft a whole bunch of tropes into one cohesive character and failed massively.

Dedue FI: Okay, so you’re a foreigner and people hate your people and you’re used to it. The obsession over Dimitri is weirdly off-putting. C1E: eh....you really don’t have much of a personality do you? PTS: ...so you added scars and gave him armor...wow...also, you tried to fool us with the whole ‘he’s dead’ thing and yet HE HAS AN A RANK SUPPORT with Byleth that you cannot unlock pre-skip and Dedue is non recruit-able...so yeah, no. END-AS: Let’s face it, Dedue’s going to be doing Dimitri’s work every time Dimitri goes all angsty....I feel sorry for him

Ashe FI: Ah, he’s cute and shy and innocent and helpful. Why do I feel like they’re going to exploit this? C1E: ...poor kid, really. PTS: okay, so he looks better. kinda nice actually. END-AS: Eh....I feel like he has little personality now...

Sylvain FI: I...actually like him! I was expecting to not like him but hey, this might be my favorite BL dude! C1E: Okay, calling it now - favorite BL character unless something major changes, PTS: Well they could have done more, but it’s not terrible. END-AS: Okay, so he’s cool. I was right - this is my favorite BL dude!

Felix FI: Grumbly weapon boy. He’s got to have so major character development...please? C1E: Okay, so he’s an ignored child who’s got a dead brother. I can get it. PTS: Did they make his hair wilder? END-AS: Oh Felix. He’s alone now and I honestly think that might be for the best with him...

Mercedes FI: Her voice doesn’t seem to fit her character as well as some of the others. I do not understand her shirt. C1E: Um...she’s not really a standout. PTS: Okay, I liked the outfit: the hat, the veil, the dress. I’m ehhh....on the short hair... END-AS: Mercedes with confidence?! Okay, yes!

Annette FI: I kinda hate her and love her. Squeaky high pitched mage who’s also a walking disaster - she’s toeing the line. C1E: please no more singing....please. That maybe from before is leaning drastically towards the ‘hate’ PTS: wtf is this outfit? what’s with that blue tab thing on her butt?! END-AS: Please no more. Please no more....just take her away

Ingrid FI: A much better written female knight character! She reminds me a bit of Ferdinand...but better! C1E: she’s cool really. please don’t ruin her... PTS: Okay, outfit is a +. way to give her a nice looking knight outfit but feminine! END-AS: I like Ingrid, I like Ingrid a lot. Best BL girl.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Golden Deer

Claude FI: Okay, so he’s the “schemer/rogue” character eh? Let’s see if they do this well.. C1E: Okay, so he’s got some depth. Good for you. PTS: Oh no - why is the outfit slightly metallic looking? That bothers me sooo much. END-VW: Alright so he’s got big dreams...also why is he in the ending picturegram if Byleth is going to be king/queen?

Lorenz FI: What is with the hair....oh no.... C1E: I actually kind of like you...huh... PTS: OKAY, HOTNESS. BEST GD PTS MAKEOVER! Yes, yes, yes - please give me! END-VW: I like Lorenz’s character development arc!

Raphael FI: Big burly guy with muscles....okay. Bet they make him kinda dumb too... Will there be any character at all? C1E: It’s as I suspected... PTS: Okay well...it’s a change...but not too much. The outfit is weird. END-VW: And Raphael is still basically the same...

Ignatz FI: Uh....okay, so this is the house of the weird haircuts. What’s with his eye color? Nerd? C1E: Alright so he’s indecisive and troubled about choosing his path vs the path his parents want for him...okay PTS: Oh TFG the hair is fixed! At least his outfit has personality! END-VW: Yo do you, boy!

Lysithia FI: Okay she’s kinda cute. She’s spunky too! Why do I have the feeling there’s something awful hiding here? C1E: I’m intriqued. I want to know more. PTS: Okay, nice outfit! Good design there. END-VW: POOR BABY!!! Someone save the girl!

Hilda FI: So, her thing is that she’s a spoiled brat? And lazy. Gotcha. C1E: I don’t know whether I hate her or I like her.... PTS: Um....what’s with the sleeves? All I can see is weird clown outfit... END-VW: So is Hilda this route’s advisor? Why did they use her and not Judith?!

Marianne FI: Aw...she’s so cute and shy and her hair is messy. Please don’t ruin her.. C1E: Okay so there is a reason she’s like this...give me more! PTS: Yes, a good design! She looks so much better! END-VW: I’m glad to see she slowly evolved. Good character.

Leonie FI: Is every conversation going to involve Jeralt? It is, isn’t it? *sigh* I might have found my least favorite character.... C1E: Can I not take her back PTS? Can we just forget she exists? PTS: Okay...so she’s dressing like Jeralt...nope. END-VW: And I don’t care. You’re the winner of my worst FE3H character Leonie!

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Back Stage I: Surprises (GD x Reader)

Warning: that’s a douche-bag move

Young-bae clapped merrily as soon as you finished the choreography for Bullshit, whilst Jay cheered, relieved that after all the hours and practice that you had put in over the last few weeks, you were finally able to get through the routine without missing a beat – or worse, falling, as you had done throughout the first two weeks of learning.

It had been over 6 weeks since you had last seen Jiyong, especially with him touring, which is why you had come up with such a brilliant plan in the first place. He had been so busy, that he could only spare you a few texts a night here and there. It had been a while since you both had had a proper conversation, but you understood – you knew tour life was hectic, therefore you had decided to buy a ticket to Japan and see him before he left for countries even further than that.

The grand plan that you and Young-bae had conjured was that you would surprise Jiyong by appearing on stage as one of the dancers, and reveal yourself once the set was over and you’re all back stage.

It was fool-proof. Other than the fact that you couldn’t dance to save a life, that is.

You’d recruited the help of almost everyone you both knew, including Seungri who was meant to be performing with Jiyong for the tour and Jiyong’s lead dancer who had sent you videos to keep you updated on changes of the routine as well as cheer up videos for when you felt discouraged.

“Aish, Young-bae-ah, why did you choose such a hard dance for her?’ Jay whined as he grabbed a towel and dabbed at the sweat on his forehead. You joined the two as they settled on the studio floor, handing them both bottles of water.

‘I know, right?’ Young-bae teased lightly, dodging the fresh towelette that you threw at his face and catching it neatly.

‘오빠…’ you whine pathetically. You knew they were teasing, but you had to admit – you did feel sorry for the two men who had helped you to practice.

The two chuckled as they began to stretch their legs to ensure they didn’t cramp whilst Jay-오빠added, ‘You’ve improved a lot. A few more practices and you’ll be ready to go. You won’t stand out too much on stage and all of the stage directors know to expect you so they will keep you out of the camera frame as much as possible.’

You nodded happily – you were just glad that everything was finally coming together and that you would get to see your man after so long. Young-bae continued, ‘There’s just one more thing you need to do before you go. But for that part, I asked Hyorin to help you out instead.’

‘What is it?’ you ask with interest as you relaxed your form from stretching.

‘A full make-over,’ the two say in unison, laughing as you gasp out a ‘RUDE!’

As the days built up and you had perfected the routine, you sent Jiyong a quick message as you packed your product bag. It had been a few days since you’d gotten a reply and you played it down to the fact that he was having to switch networks so often, depending on where he was located.

Humming a tune as you went, you jumped at the sound of your phone ringing and quickly rushed to answer it, only to see that it was Young-bae;

‘Oh?’ You answer with a smile whilst Young-bae tsked at your informal greeting playfully.

‘Ya, have you finished packing? Hyorin and I are about to leave my place. The plane leaves at midnight but there might be traffic.’

‘I’ve finished,’ you answer as you placed the neatly packed bag on top of your suitcase.

‘We’ll be there in fifteen minutes,’ Young-bae informs you happily whilst Hyorin could be heard in the background screeching at Young-bae to hurry up and help her find her phone charger.

Chuckling at the two, you hang up and move your luggage to the front entrance before quickly tidying up the already neat apartment and remaking the large bed that Jiyong had bought you after you’d complained about having a sore back once.

Kissing the huge bear that sat in the corner of the room, you gush happily, ‘Less than 24 hours till I see my man!’

Hyorin was busy rushing around the room, helping you into your outfit – the red suits that the rest of the backup dancers were currently changing into only meters away in the next room. Two stylists were brushing your newly styled hair and obscuring your face with the costume-mask.

‘언니,’ you laugh as Hyorin stood beside you and took selcas, posing cutely beside a fierce-looking you. Trust Jiyong to come up with a theme as red and wild-looking as this.

You had texted Ji-Yong a message this morning, but had otherwise kept your phone off. Now that it was all finally happening, you had begun to feel like you couldn’t contain the secret any longer, and had been tempted several times to reveal it all – you didn’t even know if he could read your messages, seeing as he had switched countries and networks yet again. As far as you were aware, Jiyong had landed in Japan last night and would be performing for the next three nights.

With your now plaited hair and your face half covered in makeup and the other, with the mask, you were barely recognizable, but your eyes gave away your identity. The colour had always been intense, and contrasted against your skin.

‘You look pretty!’ Hyorin compliments as you stand and attempt to make yourself feel more comfortable in the costume, ‘Let’s go to the dancer’s dressing room!’

Following her lead after thanking the stylists profusely, you enter the room and greet everyone warmly – you had met majority of the dancers before, but there were a few new faces that you were yet to meet. Jiyong had a separate changing room, so you could talk freely, using the spare time to run through some of the choreography with the dancers, and thanking them gratefully for helping you with your plan.

By the time it came for you to enter the stage, your stomach had become knotted with nerves. Hyorin and Young-bae had left to sit in the VIP stand long ago – if Ji-Yong’s reaction to seeing them, as well as Seungri today was anything to go by, then your being there would make him even happier, which was the only thing calming your stomach right now.

The concert itself had to be one of his best yet – you could see even from far away behind the scenes that Jiyong had been tired and lonely. His face had brightened ten-fold after seeing his friends.

Before you had time to overthink the performance, the stage managers were moving you towards the side of the stage and the dancers were shooting you rapid instructions as to where to stand and ensuring you that there was no need to worry.

The stadium turned pitch black and the crowd screamed and cheered as you ran onto the stage, following the other dancers into position before the stage lit up brightly and the crowd grew even louder as a focal light came down on Jiyong and Seungri. The two began a banterous dialogue and the band began to play a beat in the background, building up the song.

Seungri snuck you a sneaky wink before hyping himself and the crowd up. As soon as the song began, you fell into beat and forgot all your worries, laughing and smiling with the rest of the team.

As you danced, Jiyong came closer, rapping his way through the dance line. You watched in your peripheral as he joined in on the choreography, with his body following the moves like it was second nature. He began to switch out some of his moves, with his arms outreached to the side of the stage, and his head turned as if he were trying to grab at something.

It was quick, and inconspicuous but you’d seen it.

Hell, it looked like a move straight out of the dance, but you knew after hours of practice that it had no place in the choreography. Stretching your neck to see what it was that caught his attention, your eyes strained, and you shook your head, reminding yourself that you were performing in front of thousands of people – who cares what he was looking at. It was most likely just another move that he had added for aesthetic.

Once the set had finished and the stadium grew dark, you made your exit before Jiyong carried out his ending procession with his dancers. Seungri who had already come off the stage, met you at the beverage table and threw his arms around you happily, ignoring the VJ’s who were filming for the behind-the-scene footage, ‘Yah, you were so great out there. You did well!’ he praises, handing you’re a bottle of water whilst you dabbed at your sweat.

‘Thank you,’ you tell him happily, pinching at his chubby cheek, ‘You did too. What’s with the mullet?

‘I wanted to make sure that I matched with GD!’ Seungri explains.

‘It looks good. You suit it,’ you compliment before turning to watch as some of the staff gave you a quick glance and rushed off in different directions like they were on a mission.

‘Are they usually so busy?’ you ask Seungri, posing quickly for the VJ who had made his rounds again.

‘It depends on whether something has happened or not,’ Seungri shrugs absentmindedly, turning to the camera man who was now followed by one of the film-crew who was asking for a quick interview for the tour DVD.

You could hear Jiyong begin to wrap up the show and took it as your queue to begin making your way to the dressing rooms.

Knowing Jiyong was a private person when it came to your relationship, you had planned to dance on stage, with only need-to-know staff knowing who you really were. During the last set, Young-bae and Hyorin were to set up Jiyong’s private dressing room with balloons and other cute streamers at the last minute so that he was completely surprised when he walked in, and then again when you follow him into the room, away from prying eyes.

The staff began to buzz again, this time with the directors speaking into headsets, ‘The Dragon is exiting on the left wing. Left wing. Someone get over there with beverages!’ a director yelled, flustered whilst other staff questioned, ‘He knows he’s meant to exit on the right-hand side with the rest of the dancers…why is he…?’

Turning to a young girl who had been organizing the foods, you asked gently after taking in her startled expression – definitely the maknae of the crew, ‘Why is everyone panicking? Where is G-Dragon going?’

‘The left wing is where the technicians are, so we don’t set up any liquids or stage quarters on that side just in case someone rips a cord out while walking around. Mr. Kwon knows this…’

‘Will he be going straight to his dressing room?’ you ask hurriedly.

If you wanted the plan to work, you needed to get to the dressing room quickly so that you could surprise him.

‘Most likely…It’s faster to get to the dressing rooms from the left wing because there’s a corridor on that side…why are you asking this…Dancers don’t usually ask so many questions?’ the girl asked sceptically, pushing her glasses up her nose.

‘Just curious!’ you respond before taking off in the direction of the dressing room, hoping you weren’t too late.

As you approached the hallway and neared Jiyong’s room, you could hear muffled yelling, and several of the staff members who you’d seen running in a panic earlier, who stood around the room, all with their walkie talkies out, and whisper-shouting orders to different people - you managed to catch the words security and quick, however, piquing your interest.

‘What game are you playing Jiyong?’

Young-bae?

Stepping forward, you ignored the stares of the staff who were gathered in the area. After a moment or so, they began to trail further away. Still within the vicinity to keep an eye on whatever was going on, but far enough to give you privacy and not be able to hear.

‘Leave it, Bae…Why are you even here? Why did you set up balloons?’

‘Why are you defending her like that?’ Young-bae countered, causing your step to falter, ‘Why is she here Jiyong?’

Your hand reached for the door handle and several of the staff halted, watching in a way that you couldn’t quite cypher.

Pity?

Clearly, these people were some of the few who knew your real identity.

Hyorin’s voice whimpered, ‘Come on, 오빠…We need to go…We have to stop our plan before it’s too late!’

‘You’re a real bastard, Jiyong. I can’t believe this shit.’

‘Bae-ah,’ Jiyong replied, the surprise evident in his tone. It wasn’t like his old friend to get so angry.

‘Save it, G-Dragon.’ Young-bae snapped back. ‘How long has this been going on?’

‘Nothing’s going on, Bae. We recently just reconnected is all…’ Jiyong responded defensively, but the uncertainty was there. It was dismal – so small it was almost undetectable, but after being together for over a year, you knew him well.

You couldn’t move.

The door was there, and your hand was on the handle, but you just couldn’t do it.

You were smart enough to depict the conversation.

Your heart knew something wasn’t right.

But you didn’t want to see it with your own eyes.

That made it far too real for you.

‘Whatever. Get your shit together, Jiyong.’

You were too slow to move your hand away from the knob, so when it was yanked open, you were pulled forward with it, and into the room like a tumbling mess.

‘What the fu–Y/N!” Young-bae exclaimed, pulling you up before you fell face-flat.

Hyorin rushed to you as you refused to look at the same space where Jiyong stood.

Instead you looked at the rest of the room which had only managed to have five of the many balloons, out on display. This was nothing like what you had hoped. Your heart sank.

‘Y/N?’ Jiyong asked, surprise in his tone. Within seconds, Jiyong had spun you around to look at him, and he fell back a step or two in shock at your outfit and make-up, ‘Why are you here?’

He stepped in front of the person who you still hadn’t identified due to the embarrassing entry you were recovering from, and shielded her from your view.

Young-bae scoffed whilst Hyorin tugged on your hand as a sign to go.

You’d lost your voice, which was evident from the way your mouth opened but nothing came out.

Are you cheating on me? You wanted to ask.

Who is she? Why is she here? Why aren’t you happy to see me?

Why, why, why?

You wanted to scream and yet nothing came out. You froze, and by God did it feel like shit.

‘Let’s go, Y/N.’ Young-bae ground out after a moment or so, glaring at Jiyong and whoever it was who stood behind him.

It was at that moment that Seungri came rushing in, panicked and late to the hostile party that was currently being thrown, ‘Yah! Jiyong-형! 형! It’s an emergency! The staff are going crazy right now! Kiko is in the buildi–oh. Oh no...’ Seungri trailed off, standing awkwardly at the door as you all tried to process what the hell was going on.

As soon as her name left Seungri’s mouth, your head snapped up, and Jiyong’s behaviour on stage began to make sense. He was reaching out to someone. Someone he knew well. The same someone who he was currently hiding behind his back whilst she remained silent.

The mention of his “ex who isn’t his ex because he didn’t publicly confirm it, but everyone knows she is his ex” name was all it took, and all of a sudden you had found your voice, ‘Are you kidding me? Do you want to die, Jiyong?’

To continue or not continue? Find out in my next ep of Lazy Me yall xx

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Live Chat with Mike and Tré (18-10-2000)

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MIKE: It's definitely going to be our last one. A stupid question deserves a stupid answer.

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MIKE: I've been on a couple here and there.

TRÉ: We visit our fans, it's called tour. I try to stay off the computer.

WHAT GD IS LIKE AT HOME?

TRÉ: It's like all cool and stuff, we are usually asleep.

MIKE: I have a velcro wall, so I jump onto it with my velcro suit, and stick, ya know.

TRÉ: That's not true, he's really hairy, he doesn't have a velcro suit.

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BAND: Eat a square well balanced, nutritious meals, brush em if you got em, and if you don't know how to play an instrument, learn, it's only 3 chords.

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The Heaven We Didn’t Choose, Chapter 19: In Which Piracy is Encouraged

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First: Chapter 1: In Which a Child Makes a Friend

Previous: Chapter 18: In Which Sans Has a Heart

Next: Chapter 20: The Trouble With Paperwork

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Sans came back to reality feeling disoriented and he automatically tensed. Pain was what woke him, and for a long moment that was all he could focus on. Taking a few deep breaths to calm down, he took stock of what was making his bones scream at him.

His injured arm felt like it had been shattered, which sent a pulse of fear through his soul. A quick glance down confirmed that it was still only fractured, but the sight of the injuries seemed to only increase the pain. He hissed, trying to find some way to release the tension that wouldn’t bring Boss to his door.

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He pulled himself upright with a grunt and slipped his jacket on. It was still damp, and smelled awful, but it was a layer of protection.

The clock in the kitchen confirmed that he’d only been asleep for about two hours. He was feeling it in every bone of his body. He felt heavy and light at the same time, and he wondered idly what would happen if he just collapsed. Would he float, caught between the two odd sensations? Probably not, his logical mind concluded. He’d just tip over like an idiot and jostle his already-aching bones.

There was still some canned food in the cupboard, and Sans scanned the labels. Cats were carnivores, right? He thought back to the few times he’d encountered Mettaton’s torture assistant, a cynical and depressed cat monster. A hazy memory of the guy removing the bun and pickles from a burger tickled the back of his skull. It was unusual that any monster would turn his nose up at food, so the incident had stuck with him.

Hopefully surface cats acted on the same principle. There was a can of shredded chicken in the back of the cupboard; he grabbed it and, after a bit of quiet shuffling through the shelves, an old clamshell takeout container that Boss had insisted on washing. He filled one half with water, then carefully made his way back to his room.

The cat was extremely grateful for the water, which Sans found surprising considering it had nearly drowned just a few hours before. He let it do...whatever it was doing with its tongue (flicking water into its mouth? It looked inefficient) while he wrangled the canned chicken open one-handed.

Thankfully, the chicken didn’t have any weird flavorings. He was fairly certain that it wasn’t the healthiest thing to feed a cat anyways, but it was that or starve. He carefully dished out some smaller pieces onto the empty half of the container and set it beside the water.

Almost immediately, the food was gone. Sans reluctantly took a few more lumps and plopped them onto the lid.

“That’s all ya get,” he grumbled. “I’ve gotta eat too.”

The cat responded with a plaintive meow, indicating its displeasure at being cut off.

“What? I don’t even know how you’re eating all that. You actually have a real stomach, doncha? Isn’t it full by now?”

Another meow.

“Shhh. If ya wake up Boss, we’re both out on our asses. You feel me?”

He finished up his portion of the chicken quickly, not really tasting it. His arm was starting to heal as his body converted the food into magic, but it was a slow process. He considered asking if Tori had some time to look at it; he hadn’t properly talked to her in months, since before he’d started watching Att...her. The last time he came close to visiting was when he dropped off Frisk’s Christmas gift, and he’d just left that on her front porch. Who knew what she thought of that.

On second thought, he could probably power through it.

“‘Kay, then. I’m gonna head back to bed for a few hours. You good in the box?”

The cat blinked at him.

“...I’m gonna take that as a yes.”

He rolled over carefully, taking the pressure off his injured side, and tried to sleep.

“SANS”

“Whazzit?” Had he slept at all?

“WAKE UP THIS INSTANT AND TURN YOUR ALARM OFF! ALSO, DO NOT THINK I HAVE FORGOTTEN ABOUT LAST NIGHT! BE PREPARED FOR PUNISHMENT WHEN YOU RETURN THIS EVENING!”

Loud footsteps echoed down the hallway, and Sans’s soul sank. There went his plan of avoiding Boss.

He sat up carefully and turned his alarm off. He’d gotten so used to waking up at a certain time that he’d been getting up before his alarm even went off lately, which was useful but flat out annoying. Apparently the night before was enough to throw his sleep schedule off.

A soft cry from the corner of the room brought his attention back to the cat. Sure enough, it had made some kind of icky sticky mess on his shirts; just as well that they’d be tossed in the wash.

“Ya good in there, bud?”

The cries paused for a moment, then resumed.

“I, uh, don’t speak cat. ‘M not sure what ya want. Are ya hungry? Thristy? Throw me a bone here. Heh.”

The cat didn’t speak any language Sans knew, but it apparently recognized when his attention was on it. Its noises changed in pitch and frequency to the point where Sans half-expected Boss to come storming up the stairs to investigate the racket.

“Okay, okay. Shhh. Shhhhhhh.” He picked it up and ran his phalanges over the impossibly soft fur. This calmed the creature a little, enough that its noises weren’t quite so high-pitched and distressed.

“I tell ya what. If you can keep quiet 'til I get out the front door, we can raid the hot dog stand supplies for breakfast. How’s that sound?”

The cat made a few little mruph sounds that he took as agreement.

Boss had already headed out for the day by the time Sans made his way downstairs, which was helpful. He had to set the cat down to pull his shoes on, which prompted more crying, but it stopped when he settled it back into his jacket. He decided to leave the zipper alone; the little critter didn't like being restrained. The way it was sitting didn’t exactly look comfy to him, but the cat was purring again. It felt strangely nice against his bones.

The walk to the hot dog stand was worse than usual. The cold rain had turned to snow sometime in the night, and his usual path along the side of the road was obscured by a light dusting of white. He could feel the ache in his bones from the fight the night before with every step, and halfway there the cat decided it liked the cold even less than it liked being confined and had retreated further into the jacket.

It was a relief when his stand was set up and he could finally settle his bones onto his stool. The cat, interested by the fun smells, popped its head out to explore.

CLANK CLANG KA-CLANK CLANG CLANG

...And immediately retreated as far back inside his jacket as it could manage. Sans peered in the direction of the noise, a genuine smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “Heya, GD! Want some breakfast?”

Greater Dog bounded up, slobber flying everywhere as he panted excitedly. *YESYESYES,* he barked. *WANT WARM PUP TREAT FOR BREAKFAST PLEASE.*

“One hot dog for a cool dog, comin’ right up.” He dressed the ‘dog up the way he knew GD liked it: a few generous slices of cheese, some bacon crumbles, and a bit of steamed mustard greens. (He’d been testing new ‘healthy’ toppings a year or so back, and while most of them were total flops the dogs really liked the mustard greens. Since they couldn’t eat most of what he served, he kept it on the menu.) “There ya go, big guy. Bone appetite!”

Greater Dog barked a laugh and took the ‘dog with one large prosthetic hand. *THANKS, FAVORITE BONE BUDDY. LOOKS GOOD. GOOD FOOD. GOOD GOOD GOOD.*

“Glad it suits you. Hey, don’t forget to pay again, yeah? I’d give you all the ‘dogs you want for free, but I get in trouble when I don’t come home with cash.”

The dog whined an apology, then disappeared into his suit. A moment later, he re-emerged and spat a few gold coins onto the counter.

“Thanks, buddy.”

*BONE BUDDY HAPPY? GREATER DOG HAS BEEN GOOD BOY??*

Sans sighed. “Yeah, you’ve been a good boy. C’mere, big guy.”

Greater dog leaned forward, his metallic suit half-splayed across the counter of the hot dog stand. The wood creaked under his weight, and he adjusted so he wasn’t in danger of collapsing the poor booth.

“Yer a good boy, GD. A real good boy.” Skeletal fingers scratched behind the dog’s ears, past the scruff of his neck, and around the sides to that spot up under his chin where he could never seem to reach properly.

Finally, after a small eternity of petting, Greater Dog sat up. *PATROL, NOW,* he barked, ears drooping. *NO TIME FOR MORE PETS. SAD.*

“Hey, you’re filling in for Dogamy on patrol tonight, right?”

*YES. DOGAMY HOME WITH PUPS. PUPS GOOD. PUPS NEED PROTECTION.*

“Cool. I’ll see you then, ‘kay? I’ll be at my usual station.”

Greater Dog whined. *WILL MISS BONE BUDDY.*

“I’ll miss you too, GD.”

The dog licked the hand that had been petting him, then tensed. *WHAT? CAT? BONE FRIEND HAVE CAT?*

“Uh...yeah?”

*CAT GOOD! CAT FRIENDS FUN! CAN CHASE!* He leaned in closer.

The cat tucked inside Sans’s jacked hissed and made another rather poor escape attempt, thwarted by the fact that it didn’t quite know its way around. Sans huffed at the unusual feeling of something furry clinging to his spine with tiny claws. “Not this one. I found it last night. It’s just a baby, and I’m trying to figure out what to do with it. It’s, uh…” he looked up at Greater Dog. The dog’s eyes were bright with excitement, every muscle in his fluffy body tensed with the thrill of the hunt. None of this was getting through. “It’s...shy?”

*SHY NOT FUN,* he huffed. *IS SECRET?*

“...Yeah. Please don’t tell B...uh, Papyrus.”

*WILL KEEP BONE FRIEND’S SECRET.* He whined. *WILL MISS BONE FRIEND. WILL SEE BONE FRIEND SOON.* He barked a quick *HELLO, GOOD BYE, PATROL NOW* at something behind him and bounded off, enthusiasm barely waned. Which was odd; GD didn’t like many people, but Sans couldn’t be bothered to care.

He was about to put his head back down for a much-needed nap when his eye sockets caught the person who’d been standing behind Greater Dog. Someone he didn’t think he’d see again in...well, ever. “...Uh…”

“Hi, Mr. Sans!” Attie called, waving enthusiastically. “I was going to come get a breakfast hot dog and tell you hello, but I didn’t want to interrupt Mr. Greater Dog’s petting. He really likes petting, right?”

“Y-yeah, he sure does.”

“I know. He sometimes lets me pet him outside his armor, but only when he’s security for me and Mommy. If he has other jobs, he doesn’t let me.” She pouted a little.

“Hey, uh, where’s yer mom? Isn’t someone supposed to be watching you now?” That was the rumor, anyways. If Frisk had gotten sick again...

“Mmm-hmm. She’s coming in a minute. She’s prob’ly talking to somebody.”

Some part of Sans was screaming that he was being creepy, but he couldn’t stop looking at her. He hadn’t seen her in...gosh, over a month. 44 days, to be exact. It had been two weeks and five days since Frisk followed him home, and it had been three weeks and five days between that incident and Boss slipping Attie out in the middle of the night.

There was a strange sensation in his throat, a tightness he wasn’t used to. It didn’t feel like strangulation - like when Boss lifted him by his collar - but more like there was something stuck there, in his vertebrae. It was uncomfortable. The sensation distracted him from the prickling in the corners of his eye sockets that he was far too familiar with; he blinked rapidly to avoid embarrassing himself.

“Are you okay, Mr. Sans?”

“Y-yeah. ‘M fine.”

She bounced on her toes, making her shoes light up. Those were the ones she’d told him about on one of the first days he’d watched her, he realized. They did indeed have pink flowers on them, with little lights that flashed from their centers. He wondered if that was a human invention or if she’d somehow charmed the mad Royal Scientist into making her customized shoes. He thought about anything he could to distract himself from the fact that he’d remembered something, something small from almost two months ago, and that meant his mind wasn’t falling to pieces just yet.

Attie was dressed in a puffy white jacket with faux fur lining the hood. On her hands were mittens, knitted in a pattern he recognized; Tori must have been busy since he last saw her. The edges of her sleeves were stained in browns, greens, and reds.

She looked just like any other little girl. Nothing about her appearance indicated that she was the daughter of the Ambassador of Monsters, that she had any security presence at all.

He felt it, though. The glow of Frisk’s protective wards - much stronger now that she was recovered - was apparent in every bounce of her daughter’s feet. There were few weapons wielded by humans or monsters that could touch someone with that much protection, and anyone stupid enough to try would be in for more than one nasty surprise.

“I don’t think you’re okay,” Attie said. “You just keep looking at me funny and you haven’t even said ‘hello’ or ‘how are you.’ Are you gonna be a asshole again?”

“Not tryin’ to be. So, uh, hello, Attie. How are you?”

“I’m doing real good! Um, really well, I mean. How are you, Mr. Sans?”

“I’m, uh, okay.”

“Undie said you were in a big fight last night. Is that true?”

“Yeah…? I didn’t know she’d talk to you about that…?”

“She didn’t. She told my mommy when she stopped in for a quick meeting while she thought I was getting dressed. Mommy said we could come have breakfast hot dogs and make sure you’re okay, just in case.”

“Uh...cool? Yeah, I’m in one piece.”

She looked expectantly up at him.

“...Oh, right, hot dogs. So, uh, what do ya want on yours?”

Attie wanted bacon, cheese, onion, ketchup, mustard, and relish. Sans handed the ‘dog to her with its toppings balanced precariously, then gave her a small stack of napkins. “Don’t wanna get your nice jacket all messy.”

“It’s okay. I can wash it.”

“I’m sure ya can, but you wanna look nice, right?”

“The lessons are finally kicking in, then?” Asked Frisk from RIGHT behind him.

“Holy shit.”

“Language.”

“Uh...” He glanced at Attie, who was giggling, then twisted on his stool to get a good look at Frisk.

...A good look was an apt way to put it. She had a long tan coat on, red buttons in two neat rows down the front. Her waist was accented by a simple brown belt that twisted into a casual knot on one hip. The hat and gloves tucked under her arm were dark brown, matching her knee-high boots, but he could see the lines of a familiar pattern on them. Tori hadn’t waited until Christmas to deliver gifts, apparently.

Slowly, hesitantly, he met her eyes. She looked a lot better than he remembered, even from the last time he saw her in person. Maybe it was the light - even the dull, filtered light of the winter sun through the clouds did her more justice than the harsh yellow bulb that lit the dining room in his apartment - but she looked more than ready to take on the world.

It was a far cry from the helpless mess she’d been when he found her, so many weeks before. And she was completely focused on him in a way that she - or, frankly, anyone else - had never been. He felt his face starting to turn pink.

Say something, his mind begged. Come up with something - anything - to keep her from thinking you’re a complete fool.

“What-” No! Not that! “-do you want on your hot dog?”

He could feel his voice squeaking a little and resisted the urge to clear a throat he didn’t have.

Frisk smiled at him anyways, and he felt his soul stutter in a way that couldn’t possibly be healthy. “I haven’t had a hot dog in ages. Surprise me.”

The challenge in her voice was both clear and terrifying.

ABORT MISSION, ABORT MISSION!

He gulped and examined his options. With phalanges that were definitely not shaking, he dipped into the small stash of fresh bakery buns he kept for his best customers, then put a few slices of cheese on it. That went into the small, warm space behind the hot dog roller. While it was warming he grabbed a paper plate and a sharp knife and started chopping a pickle spear and some of the baby tomatoes he’d picked up on a whim. He pulled the bun out once the cheese was melted and put a ‘dog inside, then added bacon crumbles, onion, and his sliced pickles and tomatoes. A drizzle of yellow mustard completed the masterpiece, and he held it out to Frisk with a flourish that (probably) disguised the slight tremor of his hands.

Attie applauded uselessly through her mittens, her own hot dog mostly gone. “That looks really yummy! Mommy, can I have a bite?”

“May I have a bite,” Frisk corrected.

“Sure, but only if I can have a bite of yours!”

She rolled her eyes and took a tentative bite of her hot dog. Sans watched her chew and swallow, feeling as if quite a bit more than customer satisfaction rode on that simple action. Finally, she nodded. “It’s really good, Sans. Thanks!”

“Yer welcome.” Relief made him slouch against his counter.

“I never would’ve thought to put fresh tomatoes on a hot dog, but it’s not bad. What was the inspiration?”

He thought, for a moment, that she was mocking him, but her face showed only sincerity. It threw him for a loop, and he stuttered for a moment before he found his bearings. “I, uh, well, I was doin’ a bit of research. Gotta keep a femur upon the competition and all. See, ketchup is pretty salty, and a lot of what I have - cheese, bacon, even the hot dogs themselves - is pretty salty too. The tomatoes give you some flavor without the extra salt and give some texture, too. Can’t really take credit for the idea, but...well. Thought I’d give it a shot.”

“It’s brilliant. You should keep it up.”

His face was definitely turning colors. Thankfully, Frisk was distracted by Attie wanting a bit of the ‘super-special hot dog’ and he had a moment to compose himself.

Naturally, that was about when his little friend decided to make its presence known once again.

Attie squealed, nearly losing her grip on her hot dog. “KITTY!”

“No way!” Frisk said looked at Sans, then down at the cat that was clawing its way up his shirt, then back at him. “You have a kitten? Since when?��

He tried to pry it off, but the claws were deceptively strong and he didn't want to break anything. “Since, uh, last night? It was caught in the rainstorm. Found it when I was walkin’ home.”

“Can I hold it?” Attie asked, tugging Sans’s sleeve harshly. Her protective wards flared-

“Gah!” Sans pulled his arm away, clutching at his fractured bone, and accidentally banged his bad arm on the edge of the counter. He froze, cursing himself. He hadn’t meant to dodge away from her like that; it was just so unnerving that someone would try to touch him (and someone with that much magic on her besides) that he hadn’t tried to simply maneuver away from her. She hadn't registered as a threat, so she'd gotten closer to him than most people normally did. He shrunk in on himself, taking his bearings, then remembered that she’d asked a question. “S-sure. Just, uh, give me a sec.”

Frisk crouched down so she was eye level with him. “Sans, are you okay? Undyne said you’d been injured last night in the confrontation with those humans on the mountain, but she didn’t know the details. She thought it wasn’t serious since you shrugged it off. Are you okay?”

Sans checked his HP before responding. He was down to a single point. When had he gotten so low? He felt his breathing pick up, fear of his own mortality overpowering his pride. “I...I...uh, I…” He couldn’t seem to force the words out.

He felt the familiar chill of someone else’s magic invading his own, just enough to get a good read on his stats, but despite his embarrassment he allowed it. More than that, he took a chance and showed his real stats; she'd been sympathetic before, hadn't she? Across from him, Frisk took a sudden breath. “Sans. You need help immediately. What are you even doing out of the house like that?”

“W-wasn’t that bad e-earlier. Had somethin’ to eat...g-gosh, early this mornin’ and brought my HP up a f-few points. I-I’ll be fine. G-gimme a sec to grab a ‘d-dog.”

“Sans, I’m going to call my mother to take a look at you.”

“No...uh, n-need...”

“Yes, there is a need. You and her get along fine, right? She has some healing magic. Just...please, let me do this. I’m worried, and Attie’s worried too.”

They had a point. A ‘dog probably wouldn’t bring his HP up far enough for him to get through his shift, and sentry duty later that night, and whatever Boss had planned. He let out his breath in a solid woosh and nodded.

Frisk stepped away and started dialing. Sans deliberately didn’t listen in on her conversation, instead focusing on carefully extracting the cat from his person. Its nose was twitching but it allowed him to maneuver it into his lap without a whole lot of fuss.

It kept turning its head towards the counter, though. It definitely knew where the food was.

“Here,” he said, gesturing to Attie. “D-didn’t ya wanna hold it?”

“Can I?” she asked in a very small voice. “I’m really sorry, Mr. Sans. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I didn’t know your arm was hurt.”

He took a deep breath, willing his stutter away. He wasn’t a babybones anymore, he reminded himself. “Eh, ‘tsokay kid. No real harm done. If you’d meant to hurt me, well. I’d be dust right now. You didn’t, though, and ‘m fine, see? Now help me with this little cat.”

He used his good hand to cup the cat as she lifted it, making sure it wasn’t actively trying to claw her. It seemed a little upset at the movement, but its protests were more vocal than physical. After a moment of Attie’s tiny fingernails scratching behind its ears it settled down and started purring again.

“Huh. It likes you.”

The girl’s smile was smug. “Of course! Everybody likes me.”

For most kids, Sans thought, that would be a laughably arrogant statement, but...everyone did seem to like Attie. She’d survived Boss. She’d charmed the dogs. She’d even melted Undyne’s heart a little, and that was a feat worthy of some kind of medal.

Frisk stepped back into his field of vision. “Mom will be by within a few minutes. She’s finishing up some paperwork that needs to be done before lunchtime. Will you be okay until then?”

“Yeah. Of course.” It wasn’t like he hadn’t existed on one HP before. Much as he’d come to regret how he got his LV, he would’ve been dust years ago without it. He shuddered at the thought.

Frisk apparently mistook that gesture and hunched back down in front of him. She looked at him for a long moment before narrowing her eyes in DETERMINATION. “Attie, you can go play. I’m going to keep an eye on Mr. Sans for a bit.”

The girl looked at her mother, then down at the cat in her arms. “But...I’m holding his baby kitty! I can’t go play!”

“Alright. But no more grabbing, alright? We’ve talked about this. It’s one thing when you do it to me or your grandma and grandpa or Undyne, but you have to be careful.”

“Okay. I said I was sorry.”

“I heard. Good girl. Now, Sans, where did you find this kitten?”

Sans explained how he’d found the cat in the alley the night before. He deliberately ignored the small smile on Frisk’s face, as if she knew something he didn’t.

(He was sure she knew a lot of things he didn’t.)

Thankfully, her only remark was, “Are you even allowed to have pets in your apartment?”

“Eh, yer mom lets some of the dogs stay downstairs. Why wouldn’t a cat be okay?”

“Uh-huh. And how did Greater Dog react to your little friend there when we were walking up?”

“Heh, point taken.”

They both watched Attie play with the cat for a few minutes. When it's meows became too insistent, she handed it to her mother. “I don’t know what’s wrong,” she pouted. “I thought it liked me.”

Frisk turned the critter over with deft hands, poking it gently along its stomach. “He’s probably hungry. Sans, has he eaten anything since that chicken you gave him last night?”

“Nah. I was gonna give it - uh, him - something from the stand, but I didn’t get the chance. Think he’ll eat a ‘dog?”

“It’s worth a shot. Here - I’ll pay for it.”

“What? No-”

“Please. It’s the least I can do.” She handed him enough to cover three hot dogs with the fixings. He handed her back the change, but Attie scooped it up instead.

“Can I put the change in the tip jar?” she asked.

Frisk patted her on the cheek. “Go ahead. Don’t break anything.”

“Yay!”

Sans chopped up a ‘dog into tiny pieces and scooped it into a paper plate for Frisk, who tried to coax the starving cat to eat something. He made another for himself and choked it down against the rolling feeling of nausea.

“Did you set that up?” Frisk asked, gesturing to his tip jar.

“Uh, yeah. The old coin funnel on top is something I found years ago in the dump. Can’t remember why I bothered carting it home in the first place, but it’s come in handy now that we’re on the surface. I, uh, had to fix it up a little to get it to accept g as well as human coins, 'n it doesn't work quite right all the time, but the kids like it.”

They watched Attie drop a pair pennies into a slot at the top of the funnel, the coins passing each other several times before dropping into the clear jar below.

“It’s hard to believe that monsters are able to enjoy things like this now,” Frisk said. “I remember back in the Underground how, um, tense everyone was. They’re a lot more...whimsical, I guess, now.”

“Yeah, well, fighting for space and food kinda takes the fun outta ya. We didn’t really have time for things like this - not in public, anyways. Heck, I didn’t dare leave a tip jar out back then; someone would’ve come by and stolen it. Now look at me. Some days I make more in tips than I do selling ‘dogs.”

She hummed in agreement. Attie sent a few more coins down the chute, watching them intently. After a moment, she turned to Sans. “Why to they go around and around and around like that instead of dropping straight into the jar?”

“It has to do with gravity, angles, and the shape of the funnel.”

She held out a coin. “Can you show me?”

Frisk frowned and raised a hand to stop her daughter. “Attie, don’t bother-”

“Eh, it’s fine,” he said. “Kid’s not hurting anything, and I’ll still be right here if someone wants to buy ‘dogs.” He pushed himself up. “Uh, feel free to take a seat if you want. There’s just the one stool and it might be...a bit short for ya, but…” he gestured awkwardly and turned away.

Attie was a brilliant audience, holding onto every word as he explained the ins and outs of accelerated gravitational motion and centrifugal force. He was pretty sure most of it flew straight over the seven-year-old’s head, but she didn’t interrupt.

“...Sans?”

He looked up to see someone approaching from the direction of the park. “Oh. Hi, Tori. Thanks for, uh...y’know.” He shrugged.

“It’s no trouble. I heard that you were in a fight last night, but not that there were complications. What seems to be the trouble?”

Frisk sent Attie off to play on the slides (one of the few areas of the playground without a coat of snow) while Sans reluctantly explained his situation. Tori stood quietly through it all, her eyes occasionally flicking to her adopted daughter.

“I do not approve of healing every small hurt, but I also do not want to send a sentry out injured after what happened last night. Hold out your arm, please.”

Sans did so, bracing himself. Healing was an agonizing process at the best of times, and Tori was at least a little bit irritated with him. He could feel the bone shards grating against each other as the fractures knit. He hadn’t registered it through the general haze of pain, but there were even cracks in the small bones that comprised his wrist. Tori’s firm grip on the damaged bones made his vision waver, and he grabbed the counter of the hot dog stand to keep from embarrassing himself.

After what seemed like hours, the pain ebbed and he came to his senses. He didn’t realize until he extracted his hand from Tori’s that he was shaking from pain and exhaustion; the accelerated healing process was draining his reserves faster than the ‘dog he’d eaten earlier could replenish them.

“Frisk, let him sit,” Tori said, shooing her daughter off the stool.

With great effort, Sans managed to maneuver himself around the back of the hot dog stand and collapsed onto his stool. He could feel the strain on his spine and hips from the position, but at least he was less likely to tip over in front of his…

...friends?

He decided not to think too much about it.

“If that is all, I shall be off,” Tori said to Frisk. “Do you need me to watch Atlas this weekend?”

“That would be great, Mom. We can talk it over this afternoon at the Embassy.”

“Very well. I shall see you then.”

Tori walked off without saying goodbye to Sans, and he winced. It was only half because of the little twinges of pain that kept shooting down his spine. Shifting didn’t help much, either.

“I thought you and Mom got along?” Frisk asked, looking concerned again.

“We do. It’s just - ugh! - I haven’t seen her in a few months.” In hindsight, he probably should have at least called.

“Well, I hope you get back on speaking terms.”

“No kidding. Don’t want her to bleat me up.”

Frisk snorted. “That was terrible.”

“I notice your lack of surprise.”

She just smiled. “Oh, hey, your kitten’s back asleep. Want him back?”

“Nah, I think he’s comfy.” Both Frisk and the cat looked comfy, actually. Realization dawned slowly on him. (He blamed it on the lack of sleep.)

“Hey, uh, do you know anyone who wants a cat?”

“You’re not going to try to keep him?”

“Nah. You were right ‘bout the dogs. And, well, I don’t think Boss is gonna really go for ‘cute and fuzzy.’ He might, but it's 50/50.”

Frisk looked at him, then back to the cat, then back to him. “Attie...has been bugging me about getting a pet for a while, actually. She wanted a dog but, well, I’m sure you can see how that might get a tad awkward.”

“No kiddin’.”

“We also spend a lot of time at the Embassy, and when I travel Attie spends time with her grandparents. A cat on the other hand...well, you don’t have to walk them, for one. If you’d be willing to stop in every once in a while to feed him while I’m on trips, I don’t see why we couldn’t keep him. If you’re sure…”

“Yeah, that’d be great!” Attie had turned out... mostly alright, after all, short bouts of chaos and terror aside. A cat raised by Frisk would probably wind up ruling the world (or at least the neighborhood), but Sans could think of worse things.

“Okay. Um, do you want to keep him with you for a bit, or…”

“I, uh, don’t even have food for ‘im. I made a little bed out of old shirts, but that’s it. If you don’t mind takin’ ‘im now, go for it.”

She looked at the little cat, stroking gently behind his ears and smiling. His eyes were closed, and Sans could hear the faint rumbling of that purring thing cats did when they were happy. He grinned.

“I’d say he’s in good hands.”

“...Yes. Hopefully. We’ll see.” That smile got just a bit wider, though.

Attie stomped up a little while later, shivering. “It’s too cold to play much,” she said. “And one of the big kids kept trying to get me to stick my tongue to the monkey bars.”

It took Sans a moment to register why this was even a thing humans would want to do. That’s right; humans had drippy ‘saliva’ stuff inside their mouths. Putting her tongue on the unprotected metal of the monkey bars would have probably caused it to freeze and stick. “You tell that kid off?”

“Yeah. I told him that if he wanted to do science so bad then he should try it first, because a good scientist doesn’t use other people as test subjects.”

“Ooookay. I mean, you’re not wrong, but did he do it?”

“No. I guess he didn’t believe in his hyp...hypoth’s.”

“Hypothesis?”

“Yup!”

Frisk chuckled. “Fair enough. Now Attie, I have an important question for you.”

“Okay?”

“Mr. Sans lives in a building with some of the dogs.”

“I know. I heard them when I was having the long sleepover while you were sick.”

“...Right. Well, dogs and cats don’t always get along, so Mr. Sans said he’d let us take the kitty home with us. Would that be alright?”

Attie gasped and turned to Sans. “Do you really, really mean it? We can keep your kitty?”

“Sure, kid.”

“Thank you, Mr. Sans! Thank you a whole, whole, whole bunch!” She shuffled over and gave him a very soft, very careful hug.

He patted her on the back, feeling awkward under Frisk’s observation. “Uh, no problem. I’m sure he’s gonna be happy with you.”

“Does he have a name?”

“Nah. I guess you ‘n your mom get to name ‘im.”

At Frisk’s nod, Attie began petting the kitten, her brows furrowed. “You said you found him in water, right, Mr. Sans?”

“Yup.”

“And he’s got a bad eye, like Undie.”

“Sure does.”

“Then I guess I’ll have to name him...Terror Of the Seven Seas!!! Because he’s a pirate cat.”

Frisk snorted. “That’s a long name, honey. Want to come up with something shorter?”

“Nope! But he can have a nickname if you really want him to.”

“Terror Of the Seven Seas it is, then.”

“Guess you could call ‘im ‘TOSS,’” Sans piped up. “Short for Terror Of the Seven Seas. Pirate extraordinaire.”

The little girl hummed. “That sounds okay. He can be called TOSS for a nickname.”

Frisk was snickering behind her hand, he knew it.

Suddenly, a loud ringing noise interrupted the peaceful morning. Frisk dug through her pockets for a moment, then produced a familiar-looking phone. “Oh...Sans, I’m so sorry, but we’ve got to run.”

“Okay.” It was expected, he told himself. Frisk was an ambassador and a busy woman.

“Can we bring Terror of the Seven Seas with us to the embassy?” Attie asked.

Her mother glanced down nervously. “Well...just this once, I guess.”

She cheered. “See ya later, Mr. Sans!”

“See ya, kid,” he replied.

And then they were gone, and his morning seemed all too quiet.

#Dragonashes writes #Undertale #Underfell #The Heaven We Didn't Choose #Sans #Papyrus #Frisk #Attie #Greater Dog #Greater Dog is a good dog #TOSS #Surely this won't come back to bite anyone #Don't mess with pirate cat

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roccoroks · 7 years

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VOLUME 5 DAG POST SO ANOTHER ROD RUN HAS COME AND GONE AND IT HAS LEFT ME IN THE WAKE OF DISGRUNTELED GUEST OVER PARKING , ROOMS WITH BROKEN REFRIDGERATORS AND SEVERAL LOST ITEMS IN NEED OF BEING RETURNED TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNERS. SEVERAL THINGS HAPPENED THIS TIME AND I WILL TRY AND KEEP THINGS AS STRAIGHT AS MACH STYLES SEXUAL ORIENTAION SO BARE WITH ME! It was your typical rod run this spring in that there were classic cars as far as the eye could see, toilets were overflowing with the stench of nearly dead guests last dinners from the golden coral and I for the first time in 3 years had the day off to enjoy ………at work……even in my down time I have to come here….sux. The time is 4:30 pm, it officially hawt as bawls outside and im watching the desk while my new manager “monty” dips out for a bite to eat. The door opens and im faced with a loud, demanding, hateful women from PA….so a normal woman from PA….who is mad about parking. Me: *gee, I really hope the next 30 mins goes smoo….. WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SMELL! IT REEKS OF BITCH!* CLAB: *Crazy Loud Ass Bitch* umm….theres a man outside that’s saying that if I don’t move my car then he will have it towed or he will park his truck in front of it until Monday and called me a bitch……(ME: honestly I stopped paying attention to her at this point)……or im going to call the cops. Me: *fuck you karam, just because I like to rub vasoline all over my butt cheeks and press it against businesses plate glass windows in downtown under the cover of darkness, I have to deal with this?* CLAB: so…..what are you going to do about it? Im paying 175.00 a night and I feel I should beable to park where ever I want! Me: *you are the same bitch from last year aren’t you…* mam im really sorry about this but during the rod run we have over 5000 people and cars come into town and parking can get a bit limited. CLAB: WELL DON’T YOU THINK THAT’S NOT MY PROBLEM? Me: *oooooooh so we are going to go down this long road of stupidity?* like I said, mam, parking can get a bit hectic during these shows and we expect everyone to govern them selfs. CLAB: look you NEED to go out there and talk to this man or im going to report you to your manager. Me: *ah hellnah! Bitch you did not just…….. >.> i cant believe you just...how dare.....i may pee on you* Me: ok, lets go *get this over with* *we both walk out to the parking lot where im am greeted buy a mid 40’s male who knows me from years of rod runs and he seems to have been drinking and is in no mood for this ladies bullshit, I know because he says so in this dialog ^.^ * CLAB: this is the guy that spoke to me like I was trash Me: *because you do infact smell of a garbage bag filled with diapers that someone threw up on and set on fire....because thats what bitch smells like* DD: *drunk dude* look I never said any of that shit to you, your just making it up Me: but we haven’t even discussed what you said yet….never mind, look, why is it a problem for her to be parked here CLAB: *interrupts* oh there’s no problem, he just wants this parking spot to himself DD: look, my tools are in my truck and I need to work on my car and I don’t want to have to walk across the parking lot to get my tools every 5 mins Me: *and a long stager it must be 25 feet away! Beside, had you bought a ford instead of that rolling shit box you call a nova that’s more rust that nova, this wouldn’t be a problem* CLAB: that’s not my problem , I need a parking spot and this one was open Me: *5 points to bitchindore!* DD: MY GD CHAIRS WHERE IN THIS SPOT SAVING THEM FOR ME AND YOU JUST…..JUST…..MOVED THEM! LIKE THEY WERE NUTHIN! Me : *shee-took-yur-churrrs! * CLAB: well they were in the way! DD: iv had just about enough of your shit! ME: HO HO HO HO HO HANG ON A MIN! *yelling louder that both of them to convey my point* NOW LOOK, last year I put up two signs and handed out two flyers to ALL of my guests, including you, that 1. Trailers are no longer to be parked on site and 2. That chairs could no longer be used to save parking spots, meaning first come, first park no exceptions! DD:…….. I forgot about that, you did do that CLAB: *shoots a look of “take that bitch” Me: *looks at clab* I also told you on Tuesday when you checked in that this would happen with parking and that you would need to get a spot early to AVIOD THIS! CLAB: I don’t think that’s my problem do you? Me: *omfg if you say that one more motherfucking time* YES, yes it is your problem when I looked right at you and warned you this would happen and you ignored it! Is like I said “hey this coffee is hot, don’t pour it all over your face ok” and you did it anyway and couldn’t figure out why it hurt. CLAB: I just don’t see how this is my problem Me: * o.e there is a special place in hell for people like you! Its called florida* I honestly don’t know what to say. DD: I don’t know why this is such a problem, I mean there is a perfectly good spot open right over there by the pool doors, its closer too. Me: * O.e…..did I just hear a loud pop sound in my head? Why is everything starting to get shaky and I smell burning hair….am I having a aneurism?* did….you just? Surely you did say there is a parking spot right over there….right? DD: yeah, so I don’t see what all the fuss is about! *crosses arms and looks proud of him self CLAB: I don’t want that parking spot I want this one! Me: …….. *looks at both of them in disgust* so what’s wrong then? *both look at me like im a idiot* Me: *clearly im dealing with creatures with undeveloped brains not unlike that of a 5 year old or a form of mild cheese. I may have to get the speak and spell out for them* look, I should be in my office answering the phone and booking reservations for tomorrow night, instead im out here dealing with 2 12 year olds who are fighting over who gets to ride the tricycle next. There is a perfectly good spot right over there that either one of you could park in, its close to the hotel, and its close to your car so THERE IS NO PROBLEM. You two just wanted to be validated in what you both thought was right in your list of personal self-ethics and came and got me, someone half both of your ages to settle your squabble instead of acting like adults! CLAB: who’s your manager, ill have you fired for this! DD: …..mam, this young man is the owner. CLAB: *looks at me* WHY DON’T YOU TELL HIM TO APPOLGISE (or how ever its spelled) TO ME THEN! Me: *really….you are no longer mild cheese, im down grading you to Mexican! (yup, going to hell for that one)* because you started this! You both can’t act like adults and neither one of you deserves it! Look if I have to come back out here and deal with this again, you will both be looking for a lot more than a parking spot for the night! *walks off like a boss!* Meanwhile back in the halls of ‘’fort phone ringing the fuck off the wall’’, I have 12 people trying to call me at the same time Me: good afternoon RSML, how may I help you Dag: umm….yeah….um…hi…um like how much like…you know ….your Me: *come on you can do it* Dag: um….like your 2 room bed suites are? Me: *in what way was that even a fucking sentence….* when are you coming in? Dag: um….. like……you know….that time….next month? Me: hummmmmm that time next month….. Dag: oh! Um….yeah you know….like Saturday? Me: ok getting closer, we narrowed it day to 5 days instead of 31 Dag: oh, um….you like….. Me: *oh for fuck sake* *begins trying to pull my hair out and presses the phone harder to my ear out of frustration* Dag: like…that one Saturday that everyone's coming in? Me: 199.95 +tax Dag: wow that much? Me: *oh now you speak coherently* yes sir Dag: for which Saturday? Me: um like…you know...um...all of them Dag: *hangs up phone* Me: and a fine fuck you to you too sir *hangs up phone and turns around to see a family of 5 behind me* Me: how may I help you? FO5: we will just check somewhere else *walks out the door* Me: normally this would be bad but we are full soo……fuck em…. Monty: *from the back office* you should be nicer, they might have come back Me: really ass, you were back there the whole time and you couldn’t come to help me? Monty: I have a ham sandwich, this take precedent over pot heads asking about rates Me: you know I can fire you right Monty: you wont though Me: ……mother of fuck…..bitch called my bluff Few mins go by and im about to head out for the night when a man that I can only describe as so old that he may have known jesus on a personal level. Me: good after noon, how may I help you? *20 mins later he makes it to the desk* Old Dude: (we will call him OG cuz he gansta!) do you have anyrooms? Me: yes sir ! I have 2 br suites available *maybe this is a cool old dude and my night is turning around for the good* OG: oh good, what that Me: *ah you’re a crazy old man* well that’s our trademark room with 2 queen size beds! OGh I need 2 rooms with 2 beds in each room Me: well I have 2 2bed room suites side by side if that will work for ya? OG: no no no, I only need 4 beds not 8 Me….um…k….well if you get two of our 2 bed room suites then it would accommodate you that would give you 1 queen per bedroom OG: no no no then I would only have 2 beds, I need 4 *he is getting a bit angry…..or tired….or both, idk, hes old and hard to read* Me: I know sir but 1 of our 2br suites will have 2 queen beds OGh ok so that’s 1 room with 4 beds total right? Me: *O.e…wooooooooooooooow….* no sir that’s 2 beds total per room OG I know giving me 4 beds total right? Me: yes….wait no…what? OG: do you even have rooms with 4 beds/ Me: no sir OG: do you have 2 rooms? Me: yes OG: how many beds do they have Me: 2 per rooms OG: so you do have 4 beds per room? Me: whos on first? OG: what? Me: no whats on second, do you want a key so you can look at one of the rooms? OG: yes….wait, what? Me:...here…..*grabs pen and paper* OG: oh….nevermind, that’s not what im looking for ME: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU /RANT . . . . . . . . OR IS IT……

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kandadiff · 5 years

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Missing (25) - Bubble Baths

“Simon, she’s hurting, can you get closer?” Negan said to simon through his walkie but I heard it and I’m pretty sure it was on purpose. I knew the sensors rigged in my suit were probably reading off the charts, my side felt like it was on fire and the rapid beating I felt in my chest told me I wasn’t in the best shape to climb off the roof like earlier.

But then again if I admitted that then Negan would have an excuse to veto my plans in the future. “Stand by Simon, I’m coming down. Just make sure no one sees me.” I said and I heard Negan sigh and I lowered the volume of the headpiece. I glanced over the edge, if I got a running start I could jump on the roof of the armored truck but that might make a lot of noise, or I could climb down the vines again but given how much it was snowing, I’d leave a more noticeable trail and i’d most likely slip. Truck it is. I jogged back as far as I could and let out a few huffs before running as fast as I could jumping off the roof at the last second and … almost landing in the spot I wanted. My feet hit the truck but slipped and I started to tumble off the side, I grabbed the side mirror of the car to steady myself and land on my feet. I heard muffled yelling in my ear but I didn’t listen instead flicked my loose hair out of my face and studied the gate. My side was definitely more irritated and my heart was beating faster then I’d like to admit. I ignored it and ran towards the gate, slipping through the thin metal opening and into the bushes that circled the Red Dragons property. I kept behind the bushes and out of sight before meeting up with a smiling simon.

“The cat always lands on her feet huh?” I smiled and he bit his lip and clapped his hands on my shoulders. “That was real impressive, kid. How you feeling though? Need me to carry ya?” I shook my head as we made our way back to the trucks carefully.

Surprisingly for you as soon as Shawn left Camilla made herself scarce, which honestly was fine with you since when Shawn was around she was overbearing and smothering. You glanced at the clock once again, 6:11 PM. How long was this mission going to take? What if something happened? You closed your eyes - your overthinking brain deciding that you were not going to relax right now. Instead you thought of all the things that could have gone wrong.

GD could have caught Shawn and could be torturing him like he tortured Ed in your dream. I could have been caught and TOP temper would have come out. Shit, Negan could be smashing Lisa’s head with that fucking bat of his right now or we all could have died in a horrible car accident thanks to the snow. You let out a groan of frustration as your leg and head began to ache again but no, ‘you could not take anymore pain meds until 7:30 exactly’ according to the doctor.

You stood up - maybe a stretch might feel better? You raised your hands above your head and bent over in an attempt to touch your toes but stopped halfway after your leg throbbed in pain. “Guess not.” You huffed to yourself and looked toward the bathroom. Maybe a bath? You limped over to the bathroom, eyes lingering on the bathtub. A bath might make you feel better, if not your leg then maybe it could help you relax? Shawn did mention during breakfast people had been stocking up your favorite things in your room so there had to be some type of shampoo you could use as a makeshift bubble bath - even nice smelling body wash would do.

You turned on the taps, smiling at the steam coming off the water already starting to relax. You peeked your head out back into the bedroom making sure Camilla wasn’t going to come bounding in as you stripped from your clothes. But nope, it was silent in your room save for the small radio playing soft music from an old ipod Shawn had kept of yours. Searching under the sink, you found some frilly girly bath oils and loaded the water up with them. The bath turned a welcoming sweet smelling pink color, although as you looked down at the bottles written in some language you didn’t speak (Russian? Thai? Tagalog?) you couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealously wondering who left these here. They were deep in the back under the counter past the new shampoos and soap and even the toilet paper.

You inwardly scoffed hoping it that when Shawn came home and smelled the air it would piss him off to know that you used all of something that might have belonged to an ex of his.. why else would it be here. You looked down at the cotton-candy water thinking about just letting it flow down the drain but it was to tempting plus your muscles ached... no you could enjoy this now then enjoy pissing of Shawn later.

You slipped into the tub letting the sugary smell soak into your skin. You let your hair loose and leaned your head back on the porcelain closing your eyes and softly singing along to the music as your mind started to slowly unwind itself and your leg finally stopped throbbing. You felt as though you might fall asleep right in the water that was until some splashed in your face. You quickly through up your eyes in alarm seeing Shawn’s smirking face sitting on the edge of the tub looking down at you. “Um excuse you!” You tried to be angry but his face looking down at you made that almost instantly fade.

he put his finger to his lips to quiet you before looking down boldly at your body again clearly enjoying the view. “Ah we had a successful mission and I came here to apologize so son’t send me away yet.”

“Oh really?” You cocked an eyebrow realizing that he didn’t seem the least bit irriated.. he had to smell the water. It wafted off the steam and made the whole room smell like a bakery why wasn't he reacting?

“Yes really.” He nodded with a smile “I’m sorry I acted like an ass earlier. I should have heard you out.” His eyes met yours and you couldn’t help but smirk at him.

“Okay.” Was all you said and he splashed water at you again. “Hey!” You shouted splashing him, wetting his jacket.

“That’s all you say? Okay?” he mocked with a smile and you shrugged, he gave a laugh and his eyes left yours seeing the empty bottle of bath oil on the floor. He picked it up cocking an eyebrow and inhaling the scent. “Where’d you get this stuff anyway?” He asked with a confused smile as his eyes moved to the forien writing.

“Under the sink” You waved your hand nonchalantly but as you watched his smile quickly fade your worry grew.

“Get up” He ordered his eyes burning into yours so fiercely that you immedilately complied. He quickly released the drain and threw you a towel. You barely had time to wrap it around you before he swiftly threw you over his shoulder and ran out with you into the hallway.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”

“And that my darling, is why you should no longer doubt me when I saw I can do something?” I smirked as I tapped Negan’s glass of whiskey with my glass of water (negan made me go see the doctor after we arrived back and this was my only approved drink).

“If I let you do anything you fucking wanted I think we both go fucking insane.” He teased as he took a swig and I laughed leaning my head on his shoulder.

“I’m happy no one was in the fire.”

“I know.”

I was also happy I got to see Hobi and Yoongi but I wasn’t about to bring that shit up to him. I didn’t forget about the kiss and I know he didn’t either. I took a sip of my drink and relaxed as he placed his arm around me. “I missed this” I admitted softly and I heard him give a deep chuckle. “You know, pulling something like this and chilling out after.” I glanced up at him and he had a knowing smirk on his face. Before I knew it we were leaning closer that was until the door burst open making us both jump back. Negan growled turning back to see Shawn running into his private bathroom.

“YOU BETTER NOT BE THINKING OF FUCKING IN THERE!” He shouted as we both got up to see what the hell was going on. Negan’s bathroom had both a jacuzzi tube and a large shower, Shawn threw you into the shower and without even removing his jacket he turned the water on and began to soak you.

“SHAWN STOP!” You screamed trying to fight him, the towel slipped off of you soaking up the water spilling off of you and you tried to cover yourself but Shawn quickly turned you around determined to get whatever he thought was on you off. You tried to scream and grab the shower head but to no avail.

“DAD!” Shawn shouted as me and Negan walked in confused.

“What the hell is happening?!” I shouted but Shawn ignored it and just spoke over me.

“The soap! The one they used on Amber she took a bath in it wheres the antidote.”

“Fuck.” Negan cursed before quickly walking out leaving you and me confused and a little scared. Antidote was a word used to describe a medicine for poison.

“The soap? What’s in the soap?” I asked as Shawn began to scrub and rinse your skin brusquely.

“Its a poison made form some plant mixed with abunch of shit- it’s effective but it takes time to soak to work.” Your eyes grew wide and you began to panic.

“Am I going to die?” You whispered now stopping your fight against shawn and instead began to scrub your body with him.

By the time Negan running in with a small glass vial, Shawn looked like he had been caught in a rainstorm. Shawn uncapped the glass for you “Drink it.”

For a moment you hesitiated, looking at me then at Shawn and Negan. Usualy when you were given a vial to drink from it was as a punishment from Jack or a sleeping mixture from GD that always made you feel like shit the next morning. “ADI! DRINK IT! NOW!” I shouted at you and you quickly grabbed it tipping the flask to your lips. The bitter liquid poured down your throat but you swallowed the whole thing. Your hand was shaking as you handed the glass back to Shawn and he turned off the water. I ran to give you a towel as he turned to his father.

“I made sure we got ride of that shit.” Negan growled angrily “I made every motherfucker in this motherfucking place search every motherfucking room and this shit pops up out of nowhere?” His deep voiceboomed through the tiny room as you wrapped a new towel around yourself still shaking. Both men looked furious at each other, the room practically vibrating with anger. So much we didn’t dare to move.

“Someone had to fucking put it there, Shawn’s tone matched his fathers “They had to. She’s hurt of course shed fucking take a bath.” A ping of guilt stung your heart for thinking that an ex of shawn left that there and he’d be pissed for you wasting it. You should have just used shampoo or something.

Both of the mens eyes flickered to us. “You two say here.” He motioned for shawn to go with him. The heavy door slamming behind them as they left Negans rooms and we looked at each other both scared and confused.

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junepop45 · 5 years

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Too Late, Too Late

Summary: Atlas doesn’t show up for some time and it greatly affects The Rose Thorns.

Co-written/edited by @no-need-to-apply

The Rose Thorns had been playing for about an hour, but their guitar section had one less riff in it. The mood was a bit awkward because of it.

"Yo, dude! Any word from Atlas?" River whispered during the chorus.

"No," JD said, dismayed. "I haven't seen him all week. Granted, it’s Monday, but still."

"Think he might just be sick?"

"Yea, probably."

"Or maybe he's flaking on us," the lead vocalist speculated, ending the song abruptly.

JD got pissed immediately. "He wouldn't do that, Mia!" They exclaimed. "Why would he not show up if he likes playing music?" This was a bit of a touchy subject for the wolf.

"Hey, I'm not sure. But we can't rule that out just yet. He's been late a couple times with some made up excuse so I feel like it's not unbelievable that he just wouldn't show up," Mia claimed.

The wolf sighed. "I guess. I still don't think he'd ditch us though.”

"We'll just have to see."

Practice ended, and Atlas was still nowhere to be seen. It was like that for a while. Days passed. Weeks drudged on. It was almost unbearable. It was an entire month until JD saw Atlas.

"Heya, Pu-" JD tackled their friend to the ground. He laughed. "You gotta stop tackling me or you'll snap me in half," he joked. For some reason, JD was trembling. They couldn't seem to get off of him. Atlas wriggled underneath JD’s grip. “Uh… what’s going on?”

"Where were you?" They choked out. Atlas didn't seem to follow. "You've been gone for one month and twelve days." The time traveler’s eyes grew wide.

"Shit. You don't really mean-"

"Yes, Atlas! I mean it! I counted it! Forty-two days, six weeks, twenty one practices and I haven't heard a word from you!" JD smacked a hand on Atlas’ chest. It didn’t really hurt, but he got the point.

“Oh sweet Jesus.” Atlas managed to sit up, burying his head in his hands. He looked genuinely upset at himself. “I didn’t… Fuck. I really had no idea. It’s only been like four days for me.” He glanced up at JD, his face one of stress and nerves.

JD made eye contact with him, they're vision getting blurry. "That's... not a long time," they said, not really having the right words to explain what they meant. "So time really does change depending on where you go?" They asked.

Atlas was hesitant to respond. "Yea," he said, sighing. "There's probably some brainiac explication but depending on the spin of the planets and where my tech decides to land me in the timeline, the difference can be days, weeks-"

"Years." JD finished. Atlas could hear the twinge of hurt and betrayal in his friend's voice.

"I get that you're mad at me. Hell, I'm pissed at myself. You gotta understand that sometimes I just lose track of time." Atlas pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Yea, I know," JD admitted. "It still hurts though. It's not good to feel... abandoned."

Atlas shuddered at those words. No smug look, no amount of jokes, no Atlas Charm could sugar coat his one of his biggest fears; to make his friends feel like he left them.

"Cmon! Let's just grab your guitar and we can jam out," the pale skinned man insisted. JD remained silent, got up and walked with him over to the practice lounge.

Before he could knock, the door opened.

"It's been a while," Mia muttered through gritted teeth. JD teared up.

"Y-yea. Too long. Let's not waste another second," Atlas agreed.

"You mean YOU! Better not waste another second-" she pressed her finger on his chest. "Where the hell have you been?!" She berated the band member. He looked uncomfortable and irritated.

"Listen here. It was fucked up I didn't show up for a month. I know that. But can't we leave that in the past?"

She scoffed, but moved out the door frame as the taller two entered the room.

Atlas was met with glares and begrudging welcomes. At this point, he took what he could.

Practice was all work and no play. The air was so stiff that Atlas could cut it with his nails. They didn't work on anything new, since JD was having a hard time looking at him, let alone talking with him.

"Cmon, we've played this song a billion times today," GD complained. "Let's call it quits, ok?" She hopped off her drum set and flopped onto the couch. Atlas stretched a bit before walking over.

"Mind if I sit next to ya, Nightmare Eyes?" Atlas joked.

"Only a little," she mumbled, making room.

Mia abruptly stormed out, River chasing after her. Atlas grumbled and looked over at GD.

"How do I make it up to them?" He asked.

"I don't know," GD responded. "You were gone for so long and with no good reason." Atlas looked back at JD.

"I- n-never told them.... I was-sn't sure I-if you wanted them to." They explained.

"I don't know what you guys are talking about, but it's too big to keep secret," GD said. "Have you been in a coma for a month? Are you dying?" She asked.

Atlas laughed out loud for the first time all day. "Actually, quite the opposite," he reassured. "I'll tell Mia and River when they get back, but I highly doubt you'll take me seriously if I tell the truth."

It was GD's turn to chuckle. "With all the jokes you make, it’s hard to ever take you seriously. It's better if you just tell us. If you need a place to stay, just crash here like JD does sometimes."

"I'd prefer he didn't stay with me for a while." JD mumbled.

"Oh, cmon. He apologized. You know better than I do-"

"IT STILL HURTS!" They cried out of frustration. They sat on the ground, facing Atlas and GD. The wolf began to carve into the cold concrete floor.

"No one likes being left behind or forgotten. Especially with zero contact for a month from your own best friend. It stings. I could barely think straight because everyday I thought more and more about you, but I thought less and less you'd show up." They sighed, grabbing their breath. "I-I'm not saying I don't accept your apology, Atlas. But I can't forgive you qu-quite yet. I'm not used to seeing you, let alone to sleep with you."

Atlas began chewing on a lock of his hair due to nerves. “I… I understand. I have a different place to stay. It’s fine.”

After a few minutes of awkward silence, Mia burst back into the room, fuming. Atlas looked up in surprise.

“Oh, Mia! Um… there’s a really good reason why I didn’t show up for so long, but-”

Mia suddenly turned on Atlas. “Oh, really? It better be the best damn reason ever!” She ran over to the couch. “You’ve been gone for a month! Or did you forget that as well? Huh? There’s no good reason for that!”

Atlas began chewing on his hair again, eventually biting down so hard that he accidentally broke a strand off. Mia didn’t even notice how stressed he was from the anger.

“You know what? Tell me. Give me your reason why. I wanna hear why you just left us!”

Atlas had enough. “Fine, fuck it. You wanna know why? Do ya? Do ya really?!” He tossed off his jacket, revealing his suit to Mia and the others. JD winced, realizing what Atlas was about to do. Atlas raised his arm up, revealing his wristcomp. “Access Arial Attack Orb footage from the last four days.” Everyone was silent in shock, not expecting anything like this.

The wristcomp displayed a video hologram, beginning to play back footage of Atlas on another planet, in the middle of a giant war. Incredibly advanced technology and unearthly creatures were both noticeable in the video. Atlas was seen at the front lines, fighting for his life. This went on for a couple minutes, before he closed out of the footage. “That a good enough fucking explanation for you?”

The band stood with their mouths wide open. Mia's temper fluctuated from confused to saddened to furious. "So you're some space soldier. Fan fucking tastic!" She paced back and forth between the couch and the stage. "Why didn't you tell us earlier?!"

"How the hell was I supposed to bring it up?!?! 'Hey guys, I’m a space traveler and sometimes I'll leave for days on end,' or something?" Atlas mocked.

"Yes! Or something!" Mia screamed.

"You wouldn't have believed me if I hadn't shown you the footage!"

"You're wearing a fucking suit under your clothes! You've got a robot on you that's definitely not from earth. And literally everyone in this band except for me isn't completely human. We're all fucking weird!"

Atlas stared angrily. Yea, Mia was right, but she had no right to berate him like this. River pushed Mia aside to get in the middle of them. "Both of you guys calm down!" She commanded. "I get it. Mia, you're mad at Atlas for not showing up. Atlas, you just wanna pick things up where they left off, right?"

"Right," they both said synonymously.

"Well, it's not that simple. We didn't know the full story. Atlas didn't know he'd be gone that long and we didn't know he'd be gone at all,"

"It was a mistake," he mumbled.

"Exactly! It's all just a mistake and some miscommunication," River agreed.

"Pshhh!!! More like no communication. We had no way to reach him. Hey, space cadet! You got a wrist watch or some advanced tech shit we can call you on?" Mia snidely remarked.

"Don't be an asshole right now, that's not gonna help," River cautioned.

"Whatever. We still need a way to at least get a goddamn message saying 'I'm gonna be out of town,'! I just want some communication because that's the only way this is gonna work."

"So why don't you just kick me out the band," Atlas questioned. Mia look shocked and offended.

"Why the fuck would I do that?" She asked. "You're a hell of a player and you've been a great member so far. I've only known you for a while but you bring an energy to the group that we need." She sighed realizing what she needed to say. "If you want to quit, that's fine. I can't force you to stay. But the last thing I want is for you to go AWOL on us. You can live your life however you want, but you gotta let us know beforehand. When you accepted being in the band you made a commitment to be here and be apart of The Rose Thorns. So when you left without saying anything, it took a toll on us, not knowing where you were or when you'd come back. We thought you just ditched us."

Atlas really didn't like feeling like a beaten dead horse, but he had to acknowledge that River did have some good points. He put his hands on his chest.

"It'll be difficult to find a device that won't give out our locations out to hackers. But I'll figure something out. You've got my word," he swore.

Mia reached out her hand to shake on it and Atlas gladly accepted.

"I've got an idea!" River exclaimed. "What if we go get some grub! It'll be Atlas first outing with us!"

Atlas shrugged. "I can't. I'm busy tonight," he declined.

Mia raised an eyebrow "Really?"

"No," he snickered. A unanimous groan came from the group.

"Too soon," GD joked.

"What can I say? Timing’s not my strong suit." He jumped up and walked over to the door. "Yea, let’s go get somethin' to eat! It'll be better than the slop they gave me over on generic war-planet 1000."

The group headed out, each learning something new about Atlas and somewhat forgiving him. It took time before the dust died down, but nevertheless, The Rose Thorns was still six members strong, one band making music, and a couple friends having the time of their lives.

#ert writes #The Rose Thorns #JD #Atlas #River #GD #Mia #Static

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shippingarea · 7 years

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BTS reaction: their idol girlfriend is in a group under YG Ent.

Namjoon:

Namjoon would be a proud bitch type. He would tell everyone that his girlfriend is so good that she had passed the YG audition. He would support you since the first moment you entered YG and when you finally debuted he would be worried that everything must be perfect when you’re on stage. Your group is now 2 years old and you’re one of the most famous kpop vocalists so NIKE offered you to be a model for their new female clothing line. At the same BTS were doing their compaign which means you had a chance to pose with Namjoon for one of the biggest sportwear companies.

“Now, beautiful, smile. We have to show everyone how nice we look together ”

“I think your fans won’t be really happy seeing me around you”

“They will love you. Many Armies are in your fandom”

Jin:

Jin is mommy so he would be worried about your health. He knows how exhausting can be dance practices. He would be too concered about you coming late home and literally fall down because of fatigue. At first, he would want you to leave the company and find another less grueling work, but he would realise that he shouldn’t act like that since he understand how much you wanted to be an idol. So now when he sees you performing on stage with your group, hearing the fans screaming your name he is lowkey fanboying. But he still is worried about your well-being.

“Jagi, have you eaten something?”

“Oh, Jinny, I had no time for lunch”

“I’m on my way to YG with your favourite Caesar salad and some buns”

Suga:

Suga wouldn’t say many congratulatory words when you entered YG. He would say a simple “Great job” and continue writting text for his new rap song. You wouldn’t be too upset because of that because you know that’s how Suga always acts. Your group after debut won hearts of many kpoper all over the world and now you are known as a ‘rap herself”. Suga would be secretly proud that his girlfriend is also a rapper with her own unique style. Once, during Gaon Chart Awards famous rappers battled with each other to show their rapping skills. As a rapper you had to take part. Your opponent was the greatest Min Suga himself.

“So, Jagi, let’s see what you can do against me”

“OK, but don’t leave me because I’m better”

“Prove that serious statement”

When you two were rapping one after one the audience were sitting with open mouthes. Noone expected such an intense competition. Now you two are called as CL and GD of the new generation.

J-Hope:

J-Hope would be even more happy than you when you told him that you are going to debut in a new YG girl group. He imagined himself on one stage with you when both your groups are recieving daesung and as is known dreams are becoming truth. It is 2 years since your debut and you are on MAMA. All idols of 94 line are prepairing to perform with a special dance. Among those idols are GOT7′s JB, EXO’s Kai, KARA’s Jiyoung, A PINK’s Naeun, GOT7′s Jackson and Jinyoung, Miss A’s Suzy, f(x)’s Krystal and of course Hoseok and you.

“Y/N~ya, are you ready to go on stage”

“I’m a little bit afraid that I would forget some moves”

“You will do great. And remember, when you are with me, you should be afraid of nothing”

Jimin:

When Jimin heard about you joining to YG he was on the seventh heaven. He would teach you how to dance and sing properly and be not afraid to perform in front of thousands of people watching you. He would be a great help. When you debuted the knowledge he gave you was so needed. Your group kept in the top of search queries on Naver. You were invited guests on many TV shows like Weekly Idol and Running Man. And because of your great fame you were offered to be MC of Inkigayo together with Jimin and Minhyuk of Monsta X.

“Thank you for keeping with us and see you next Sunday”

“Ji Min Y/N” insert here the first letters of your name to get something like JinJiDo

“Jagi, you did amazing today. And your dress, by the way, suites you perfectly”

“Thank you so much, oppa”

“Guys, can you stop being so sweet. I need to find a girlfriend”

“MINHYUK!”

Taehyung:

Taehyung would be the biggest fanboy of your group. Since te very first moment your first song was relised he would already be learning the words. But not only Taehyung loved the songs of your group. Your fandom got 1 million fans for the year. You were nominated for any awards as a new rising stars. So once you performed on Seoul Music Awards Taehyung was fanboying too hard during your parts.

“That’s my girl on stage. Do it. Do it. You are amazing”

Jungkook:

Jungkook would try to keep your relationship in secret, but he failed when doing red carpet interview for Golden Disk Award. He is a fanboy of all YG idols and when his girlfriend became one he was super proud. Your group were asked to appear on the event. You knew that Jungkook was going to be there so you tried to look as beautiful as possible. When you arrived you saw that BTS were talking with the interview about their comeback so you must wait when they will be done. Jungkook didn’t notice you at first, but when Jimin told him that you are looking he quickly turned his head in order to make sure his hyung wasn’t joking. Jungkook were looking in your eyes and whispering to Jimin

“My girl is so gorgeous. Look at her”

“Jungkook, she’s beautiful, but do you want others to notice your strange glance at Y/N?”

It is your request @xyourpinksky Hope you’ll like it

#reaction #bts reaction #kpop reaction #kpop

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xiumin-on-this-shit · 8 years

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All My Idols Ch 10: More Knights

“Where are we going?” I ask as B.I and Bobby put me in the back seat of the car before climbing into the front. My morning with the boys had been amazingly filled with laughs, dancing, and random sexual tension. After the other boys excused themselves to do personal things these two boys thought it would be fun to get some lunch, but we need to pick someone up first. I agree, with nothing better to do today and not wanting to lay around the hotel room all day. We pull into a tall gated area, that I’m guessing is for idols or other rich people. I can’t tell where we are from the outside of the tall building. B.I bravely grabs my hand and leads me inside, following closely behind Bobby.

As we walk through the building I begin to realize that we must be in the middle of a reality show recording or something. But the farther we walk in and the more people I see it clicks in my head.

“Show me the money?” I say out loud, B.I looks back at me and smiles.

They brought me to the set of SMTM. I’m suddenly much more appreciative of Jinhwan’s baggy clothing and GD’s hoodie, blending me in with all of the rappers and crew. We weave through halls until Bobby seems to find who he has been looking for.

“Hyung!” Bobby says excitedly. I look past him to see another idol. Block B’s Zico is at the end of the hall with a smile that makes his eyes disappear. I find myself blushing at the cute sight, and soon struggle to hide my face as we get to him.

“Took you long enough!” The older scolds.

“Sorry, we had practice this morning.” Bobby bows a little.

“Aish, I’m just kidding.” Zico looks past Bobby to wave to B.I before looking down at me. He just stares at me for a moment, “Come in here for a minute, I need to talk to someone then we can go.” He waves us into a small room with a small couch and a chair. B.I pulls me to the couch with him while Bobby pouts in the chair. “Here he comes.”

“Zico,” Another familiar voice calls and I feel like I’m going to cry from anxiety and joy. Jay Park wanders into the room giving each of his dongseangs a nod in acknowledgement before, just like Zico, his eyes stop on me. He cocks his head as a sexy smirk crosses his face. “Who’s the little cutie in the corner?” Jay asks as he comes over and pulls my hood and hat off. I stare at him with big eyes as I try not to blush at his closeness.

“So it is a girl!” Zico comes over and smiles down at me as well.

“Don’t crowd her Hyungs!” B.I says as he tries to get them away from me with no luck.

“What’s your name precious?” Jay asks with that sweet voice of his.

“Charlie.”

I’m taken by surprise when he speaks to me in English, “Are you from America?”

“Yea, I came here a few months ago.”

“How did a pretty girl like you end up with these idiots? How old are you?” He questions continue.

“We met threw a common friend and I was born in 1994.”

“1994?” He repeats. I nod, “I guess I’m your oppa, Charlie-ah.”

“So cute!” Zico says next to Jay, both are leaning too close for comfort for a first meeting. “I’m your oppa too Charlie-ah.”

“It’s princess actually,” Bobby corrects with a smirk in my direction. I roll my eyes at the boy.

“Princess? I think it fits a girl as cute as you,” Zico coos.

“I’m not really the type for nicknames like that but for you,” Jay winks at me, “I think I can make an exception. As long as I can be your prince.” His teasing is driving me crazy as blush crosses my face.

B.I thankfully responds for me, “She already has prince!”

Zico scoffs, “Is it one of you fools?”

“No,” Bobby says with his head high, “We are her knights.”

“Than who is her prince?”

“Big bang,” I answer shyly.

“Really?” Zico seems impressed but I can tell Jay is questioning it.

“Yea we picked her up from their hotel room this morning.” Bobby nods his head.

“That’s impressive,” Jay looks at me with wide eyes, “I can see why they would want a princess like you.”

“Hyung, you’re being creepy,” B.I says trying to sound tough but it doesn’t really work, only earning a glare from Jay.

“Well fine, since I can not be her prince, I guess I can settle as a knight.”

Zico smiles big at me, “I want to be one too!”

“If you guys back up we will accept you into our knighthood!” Bobby says, obviously not enjoying their closeness to me. When they both lean away I feel as if I’m having a heart attack.

“Aigoo, that was way too close for a first meeting, you got her all flustered.” B.I says with a glare at his hyungs.

“I tend to have that affect on people,” Jay laughs.

“Zico Hyung, are you coming to lunch with us or not?” Bobby asks as he stands up, B.I and I following suit.

“So impatient, I’m waiting for Loco Hyung too.”

“Loco?” I accidently say out loud. All of the guys look at me surprised.

“He’s a rapper with my company,” Jay explains.

I nod, “I know who he is but he’s coming here, to this room?” I say as I slowly inch behind B.I. The two boys I came with give each other a confused look, but only for a moment as my actions become familiar.

Jay is completely confused by my reaction to this news, “Yea, is that a problem?” I hesitantly shake my head before fully hiding myself behind B.I.

“Is she okay?” Zico asks as he comes closer to me again.

“If what I’m thinking is right, she may have a little crush on Loco,” Bobby teases, looking past B.I to see my latched on to the back of his shirt.

“Ya!” I swat at him from my hiding place, pulling B.I a little closer to him for me to reach.

“Aigoo, why him? I’m much better looking!” Jay fakes pain.

“Then who?” Loco’s distinctive voice asks as he comes into the room.

“Then you!”

“What the hell are you guys talking about?”

I roll my eyes at Zico’s playful answer, “Our princess has a little crush on you.”

“Aish, since when is she your princess?” Bobby almost snaps.

“Since we joined the knighthood, remember?” I can hear the smile in Zico’s teasing voice.

“Where is this princess?” Loco laughs.

I tighten my grip on Hanbin’s shirt, pressing myself closer to him, making him stiffen awkwardly.

“She’s hiding from your ugly face,” Jay teases the younger.

“Don’t mind him Hyung,” Bobby chimes in, “He’s just jealous she didn’t act like this with him.”

“Is she usually this bashful?” Loco chuckles once again.

“No, she yelled us the first time we met.”

“That little angel yelled at you?” Zico sounds honestly surprised.

“I did not yell!” I snap from my hiding place.

“She did that, she was really cranky.” B.I adds in.

“Because I had been up for almost 24 hours and you woke me up!” I slap both boys on the back, earning a yelp and a laugh from them.

Jay laughs and says, “Wow that little kitty has some claws.”

“She still cute,” Zico pipes in.

“I want to see!” Loco comes toward where I’m hiding. He looks around B.I to see my burying my face in his back. He laughs, “So cute, she looks like a little thug.” I look up at him with big eyes and a blush across my face. “I hear you have a crush on me,” He teases with a cute grin. I tuck my face back into B.I’s shirt.

“I thought we were going to lunch,” I mumble quietly.

“Yea, hyung are you coming along or not?” Bobby asks bring Zico’s attention back to him.

“Hell yes, I’m dying to get to know our little princess.”

“Can we come?” Jay and Loco say together.

“Only if it’s okay with Charlie,” Bobby places a hand on my back to sooth my racing heart. “Would that be okay?”

“Yea, that’s fine,” I sort of lie. I have no problem with them, it’s just that they have no issue getting close to me and flirting with. Something I haven’t considered an issue until now. They are people I consider myself a fan of and can’t deny their attractiveness. But pushing my girly anxiety away I let go of B.I’s shirt but latch on to his hand.

“Let’s do this than,” Zico says gleefully as he wraps his arm around my shoulders and leads me out of the room, B.I trailing close behind still holding my hand. The rest follow along as well, talking amongst themselves.

Oh god, what did I get myself into?

We go to a nice restaurant, another one with tight security for idols and other rich people. I feel embarrassed in my attire, even all of the boys are wearing about the same, sweatpants and a jacket or sweatshirt. In a private dining room the boys order massive about of food, some I have never even heard of but choose not to ask. I was sat in between Bobby and Hanbin who declared it as a rule that they have to be the ones closest to me.

They talk mostly to each other, asking me random questions, and offering me more food than I could ever eat. I still feel a bite on edge with them with the way their eyes try and figure out what I look like beneath my baggy clothes but their friendly words and silly flirting puts me a little at rest. When we are all done and the bill is split, the three of us head out first, but not without the other three demanding a hug. Bobby promises to bring me around again when things actually get going on the show, an idea that the boys just seem to love.

They usher me into the car again to head back to the company to surprise GD, who is stuck there working. We arrive back at YG with no problem but one step out of the elevator I bump into the one and only Mino. I almost fall but he catches me by wrapping his arms around me.

“Aigoo, I’m so sorry,” We both say together, locking eyes.

“Ah Hyung, let go of her!” Bobby whines as he tires to pry a confused Mino’s arms off me with no luck. In fact the older seems to tighten his grip on me.

“Why?” Mino asks a little mad for some reason.

“Princess, you gotta stop wearing that idol attracting perfume.” B.I scolds as he also tries to get me. “We already added three hyungs to your fan club, we do not need more.”

“Ya! Get off me,” Mino kicks his youngers away, still holding me tightly to him. I’m surprised when he actually turns around so he is in between me and the other two. He looks down at my curiously making me blush like crazy. Out of habit I burry my face in his chest to hide, earning a deep chuckle.

“Hyung, we’re going to get in trouble,” Bobby whines.

“By who?” Mino snaps back.

“What did I say about letting people touch her?” A voice roars from down the hall. We all look to see GD standing their with CL, who just looks confused by the scene in front of her. Bobby and Hanbin look absolutely horrified and drop to their knees with their heads down, already waiting for their punishment.

“Oppa!” I say gleefully, both happy to see him and wanting to divert his attention from the three boys. I squirm out of Mino’s grip and run up to GD who is already storming down the hall. He wraps his arms around me tight and kisses the top of my head repeatedly.

“Did they hurt you Charlie-ah?” He steps back to give me a once over.

I stare up at him trying to seem innocent, “Mino oppa caught me when I tripped.”

His eyes narrow on me, debating on whether or not I’m lying. The sound of heels clicking down the hall brings my attention to CL who is walking toward us. I can’t contain my excitement as I rush to her, taking her by surprise.

I bow respectfully, “CL-ssi I am such a huge fan!”

“Hello, no need to be so formal,” She says with a beautiful smile as she stands me back up. “You look like you’re close to GD oppa, feel free to call me unni.”

I want to scream out in joy but just nod shyly.

“Oppa,” She says waving GD over, “Where have you been keeping such a cute girl?”

“Chaerin, we can talk about that later, I need to have a talk with these little fools,” GD glares down at his youngers.

“Oppa,” I snap this time, “Leave those boys alone, they were nothing but polite to me. I swear to god if you touch a single hair on those boys head I will never speak to you again.”

CL and Mino stare at me with wide eyes, filled with confusion and surprise by my words. Bobby and B.I, though still a bite scared, know well enough that they are safe from their hyungs wrath for now.

#kpop harem #ikon fluff #big bang fluff #big bang #ikon #CL #Mino #Zico #Jay park #Loco #AOMG #AOMG fluff #all my idols #kpop fluff #GD #Hanbin #Bobby

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allthislove · 7 years

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Dis Kpop rant bout to be real unappealing to most of my followers lol

But bear with me, y’all. If I go long, I’ll make a jump.

Y’all, I’m old. Okay? Like, let me tell you how old. I’ve been a K-pop stan for 10 years, no exaggeration. Literally, my first introduction to K-pop was one of my friends when I was a teenager sending me a BoA song because he thought I’d like her. This was literally 2007 (or maybe even 2006??? IDK) I have my biases from over the years, but also, I know pretty much who were the hottest groups/solo artists at the time. Like, when time passes and you get a little more removed from your biases, you can report honestly (I also just so happened to stan a couple of the hottest, but that’s par for the course. They’re the hottest for reasons.)

So, literally, when I see newer K-pop fans say artists like BIGBANG, EXO, Super Junior, and SHINee were irrelevant, or are currently, I get a little dumbfounded. Literally at some point, or even now, these were the hottest boybands in Korea. Many of them, in much of Asia.

Wait, let me clear one thing up. I’m K-pop Rip Van Winkle. That’s a story about a man who falls asleep for a very long time, and wakes up to a very different world. So, my long sleep was college. For a while, while I was in college, I stanned K-pop hard, still. I even went to concerts when I had time off from classes, traded photocards with friends, downloaded songs on iTunes... Then, school got more serious when I started in my major. I had almost no free time outside of it (theatre major = death lol), and so I stanned online very little. I still sometimes watched YouTube videos or downloaded songs I liked, but my fandom became very casual. And y’all, this is a big deal for me. I mean, I was THAT fangirl. I had all the merch, spammed all the comments sections, wrote all the fanfiction, saved money so I could fly across the country to go to concerts, ran stan twitters and tumblrs, like, I was an all-in fan. By somewhere around 2014/15, I had no choice but to chill on that. It was either that, or, like, not have perfect grades, and perfect grades were my LIFE. No joke.

So, in December of 2016, I graduated from college (university, for non-Americans), and I was ECSTATIC, and I’ve been doing well, having been accepted to grad school and done all this fun shit. So, of course, I went back to stanning. But, yenno, I just went back to stanning Marvel hard online, at first. (Did I mention Marvel? Yeah, I was a k-pop and Marvel fangirl, lol. Real man-catching shit. It’s why they’re always in my DMs, amirite?) Occasionally, I’d check back in with K-pop when something cool happened with a group I loved. Or something fuckING SAD AS FUCK, like 2NE1 FUCKING DISBANDING WTF YG???

But I noticed something. This newer group that I sorta liked when I checked out of K-pop standom had blown up. But, with their newfound fame and success came a new, horrible group of stans. Y’all might get mad, I remember Kpop savagery... but that group is BTS.

Don’t get me wrong. K-pop been like this. Fanwars are like... ubiquitous with K-pop. It’s really funny, when you’ve been far removed from K-pop for a prolonged period of time. Like, the rose-colored glasses come off and you see the shit for what it is, and it’s just dumb as fuck. Like, everyone who isn’t a k-pop stan thinks k-pop is dumb as fuck, or either irrelevant, and everyone who is a k-pop stan thinks all other k-pop is dumb as fuck or irrelevant other than who they stan. It’s counter-productive, crab-in-a-barrel shit.

And like, I’ve been heavy in black tumblr/twitter during my K-hiatus, too, and like, I’m so used to the positivity shit, like supporting other black women/woc and supporting black-owned business and also feminist twitter/tumblr, like sisterhood and supporting and uplifting each other. So, seeing people essentially on the same team literally tearing each other down and saying how lame/ugly/untalented/irrelevant/whatever the fuck the other thing is, it’s like jarring AF now.

(Also, K-pop... itself, and often the fandom, it’s just toxic in many ways. Racially... like, the weird racial shit still happens in 2017, and many kpop fans write that shit off. Also, with queer shit, like... the weird, fetishy way people act about queerness vs the straight up homophobic way people react to the idea of legitimate queerness in kpop, and like... lot’s of shit, but that’s a topic for another rant.)

But anyway, BTS stans. Listen, I liked BTS back in like 2014 or whatever, right before I checked out, for school. At the time, they were relatively new (rookies, even), and they had a growing fandom, but yenno, that’s normal for pretty much every newer idol group. My point is: I thought BTS were cool. That “American Hustle Life” or whatever it was was fun to watch, if mildly problematic, but eh, everything hip-hop in Korea is mildly problematic.

So, when I came back and saw them thriving, I was kinda happy. I knew they had increasing fans (many of my classmates who liked K-pop liked BTS, among other groups... often including the earlier ones I mentioned, and then shit like Monsta X and Ikon.), but I had no idea they were like... competitive with EXO until I really had this free time to stan again.

Going long, so it’s under a cut, if you GAF. I write a lot (I’m literally a writer, and writing a lot is beautiful, ask Alexander Hamilton, ask Leo Tolstoy, ask ya mama).

But then the Armys. Mostly on twitter, like, I don’t really see y’all on tumblr. I don’t follow a ton of K-pop twitters, on this blog. (I have an old stan tumblr that I sorta forgot the password to, so IDK.)

IDK, like I said, I’m old. So maybe this is a teenager thing? But there’s this obsession with calling everyone, literally every idol group outside of BTS, irrelevant.

Also, there’s this obsession with believing BTS is the only idol group to make it alone (going platinum with no features!) or, basically, without a Big 3 label to back them. OR, that none of the other idol groups struggled to gain their positions.

Both things are silly, and to me, say you’re not a k-pop fan. Which is fine. I “wasn’t a k-pop fan” for probably the last two years. I was pretty much just watching for 2NE1 updates, or BIGBANG news via alerts on my phone, and whatnot.

But, if you are a K-pop fan, and you consider yourself a K-pop fan (like I was, pre-2015), you ought to really know better. I consider myself a bit of a k-pop historian. No, seriously, my concentration in college was pretty much performance studies/dramaturgy; which if you know what that means, it means I’m the nerd that wants to know how performers in Renaissance Italy got costumes, and what connection the play Hamlet has to Shakespeare’s relationship with his own son, Hamnet. So, when I obsessed over K-pop, I literally STUDIED it. Like, I read actual books and journal articles about hallyu, that’s the kind of nerd I am. So, here it what I know that I know about K-pop.

You do have idol groups who benefited from the level of fame their Big 3 label gave them, and especially the big idol groups that label had before them (that’s kinda... Ikon, Winner, EXO... not that they didn’t have their own journeys, but the BIGBANG, Suju/SHINee bump really benefited those groups.)

But then you have BIGBANG, and Block B. BIGBANG is a group that literally started out flopping. They began in a time when YG was a hip-hop label, and the idea of them putting out an idol group was laughable. The most similar thing YG had at the time was 1Tym, and that wasn’t an idol group, but a hip-hop group. BIGBANG was an experiment, for Yang Hyun Suk. He wanted to bring a different flavor to idol groups, who at the time, were essentially Korean versions of the Backstreet Boys. Mind you, this was around 2005, when the decision was made. So, he took his kid rappers G-Dragon and Taeyang, and his kid singer Daesung, and he brought in underground rapper T.O.P, former SM trainee/reality TV contestant Seungri, and another kid he had as a trainee, Hyunseung. Some of them were not happy that they were going to be in an idol group, as they had joined YG because it was a hip-hop label and they wanted to be rappers. (Yes, Taeyang was a rapper. He became the main singer of the group because Teddy and them thought he had a nice singing voice. Mind you, they were still very young, at this time.) Hyunseung actually got cut, and eventually went on to be a Troublemaker (lol).

BIGBANG debuted to mix reviews. They were weird, ugly (compared to other idols), and people didn’t really get them. They had some fans, but again, that’s not what idol groups were. Idol groups were, well, TVXQ.

Then, G-Dragon happened. YG let GD play around with music a lot, and he wrote these two songs. YG liked them, so he told GD that BIGBANG would record them. GD wasn’t happy about that, either. He thought they’d be his solos. But, it was still a big opportunity for a kid his age to get their songs produced (again, at THIS time, idols did not write their own songs. Idols barely had autonomy at all, back then. These days, a lot of idols write songs.)

Those songs were “Lies” and “Haru Haru”. Both were smash hits. I’m talking, burn up the charts, blow up, K-pop-will-never-be-the-same hits.

Let me remind you, I was actually a k-pop fan, by then. I literally remember the shift. I was stanning Rain, at the time, because he was different than all the other idols.... who were still mostly doing cutesy shit, and a lot of ballad.

When BIGBANG blew up (I wasn’t their fan, yet), other companies followed suit, and started changing up their boyband format. The first was probably 2PM (I DID stan them... because, yenno, Rain was JYP, and so were 2PM.). That sorta hip-hop slant to k-pop groups, it was added largely because BIGBANG changed the game. Don’t get me wrong, those guys were already JYP trainees, for the most part (Jay Park was actually a JYP trainee at the same time that GD and Taeyang were YG trainees; y’all probably know the story about YG and JYP planning to make them a trio.) But, I still say most of the hip-hop style in k-pop, specifically, came from BIGBANG. Obviously, there were already hip-hop groups, but they were hip-hop, and the genre wasn’t really crossing with K-pop in a significant way.

Yadda yadda, Heartbreaker, Alive, GD&TOP, the rest is history, IDK.

Now, Block B. My in-depth knowledge of them isn’t as great, but I know their story.

Block B was another project-group. Cho PD, also, wanted to make a hip-hop idol group. But his idea, I guess, was to go more of a pure hip-hop direction than BIGBANG. (As you probably know, BIGBANG are genre chameleons, while Block B lean much more heavily hip-hop than BIGBANG. This isn’t commenting on anyone’s ability. Block B can cross genres well, and the hip-hop members of BIGBANG do it well, too.)

So, Block B comes out, and you know, they have kind of a smash debut (not on like a MONSTER ROOKIES level, but they did damn good.) But also, immediately, they have controversy... mostly over dumb shit like “you copied BIGBANG!” (Which is also really funny, because Cho PD and Yang Goon actually had beef of some sort. Which also made it awkward, because Block B members actively tried not to mention BIGBANG, even though several of them like BIGBANG. And I think vice versa.)

But, Block B can’t be held down. Like, no. Seriously. So, the thrived, until the fire nation attacked. There was controversy over statements made, over their song contents, all this shit. It seemed like Block B was going to end before they started, which was tragic because there’s a lot of talent there, and nobody wanted to lose them.

Then, just as things started to look up, again, Block B had had enough with their label, Brand New Stardom (or just Stardom). They straight up weren’t getting paid. They were literally hungry, having to scrounge or ask their parents for food, transportation, etc. It was a mess. So, eventually, they left Stardom, and the CEO committed suicide. It got really ugly.

It really, again, seemed like Block B might be over before they even started. Which was a shame, because honestly Zico. Zico was a talent that didn’t need to be wasted (this is not shade to the other members, but seriously. Zico was their GD, he’s the Zion.T, he’s the Tablo, and if you’re a kpop fan, you SHOULD know what that means, and what kind of musician he is.)

But again. Block B can’t be held down. They rose, once again. Triumphantly. They came out with “Very Good”, which, like, GOT THEM ON BILLBOARD, and one them their first music show award, and like, blew them up.

And I don’t think you guys understand how much we all cried when “Be The Light” came out.

And, yenno, lot’s of good things, the rest is history, yadda yadda.

These are just two stories, but yea, no, BTS isn’t the first, or last, to claw their way up from nothing, from obscurity, from relative doom. (I didn’t even talk about all the career-ending scandals that both of these groups had, that they survived and overcame. Seriously, BIGBANG almost legitimately ended in 2011. Why do you think they came out with ALIVE in 2012?)

“But, random old-head kpop fan,” you might be thinking, “nobody did for hallyu what MY BIAS-”

but let me stop you right there, see, because that’s cRAZY, to me. Hallyu been poppin since, like, IDK 2002 or 2003.

Like, who are the Hallyu Kings? DBSK/TVXQ. That’s just Kpop 101. They are practically the reason for Hallyu.

Let me give you some major Hallyu players from the past, eh, 15 or so years. DBSK, HOT, Rain, Se7en, BoA, Super Junior, SNSD/Girl’s Generation, Wonder Girls, BIGBANG, 2NE1, SHINee, EXO. Are there other realllly popular idol groups? Sure. Infinite, VIXX, BAP, f(x), just to name a few. But if you really get down to it, who was leading Hallyu all those years? These are the major players. These are the people whose music, style, popularity, made the world look at K-pop. I PROMISE you. I mean, look up Stephen Colbert’s rivalry with Rain. Look up Cassies record in Guinness for largest fan club in the world. Look up BoA’s dance chart topping US debut. Look up these people’s fame in Japan. In China. In South America. These names WERE k-pop, some still are. (Big daddy Rain/Bi has Hollywood movies, for fucks sake. Don’t you talk to me about Hallyu!)

“But, old lady,” you say to me, “I never heard of them, then!”

I know. And plenty of people, today, haven’t heard of K-pop, outside of Korea and regions where the idols are mainstream. But, yeah, the fact that a lil black girl in North Carolina in 2007 could be listening to BoA, before we had stan twitter and tumblr and YouTube was a baby that only had random uploads and when all my k-pop updates had to come from forums.... that just further proves that hallyu was already a thing. Also, my dear, I bet you’re a LOT younger than me. You could’ve been, like, 5, in 2007. I was in high school. I’m in my mid-20s, many of you are teenagers. That’s also really lovely. I love that K-pop is continuing through the generations, and didn’t burn out as a fad (which is what people have been saying ever since I bought my first Rain album.)

So, what I’m saying is... even if it’s uncomfortable for you to admit... your faves, whether that’s BTS, or Monsta X, or Ikon, or Black Pink, or whatever, ABSOLUTELY owe their success to the HUGE Hallyu strides made by: DBSK, HOT, Rain, Se7en, BoA, Super Junior, SNSD, Wonder Girls, BIGBANG, 2NE1, SHINee, and EXO. THERE WOULD NOT BE ACCESS TO KPOP OUTSIDE OF KOREA if it wasn’t for OUR presence back then. Us, in the US and Canada, and Europe, and South America, who struggled in forums just to get morsels of BoA or Rain music, who tediously translated variety shows featuring BIGBANG and Suju before there were official uploads, who made our faves SO POPULAR that shit like KCON, allkpop, and soompi were created to give us better access to them, who made such a loud impact that companies started making official twitters and YouTube channels for their idols.

I literally watched ALL OF THAT unfold. It all unfolded before my eyes in the last 10 years. It’s INCREDIBLY RIDICULOUS to suggest that shit didn’t emerge because of hallyu; because hallyu was emerging. That’s why you were even able to FIND small idol groups that didn’t come from big companies. In 2007, if you were an idol group from a small company, you’d better pray you got good variety slots to garner interest. Now, it’s par for the course for them to easily connect with fans through shit like YouTube, Twitter, and Instagram (even shit like weibo, which isn’t Korean, but to reach other Asian fans.)

I’m not even going to get into skill, talent, and respect for position because of these things (because that’s a deeper convo, and look where we are already, son and daughter!)

Just... even if you never want to pick up a SHINee album, or watch a BIGBANG MV, let’s not resign ourselves to some foolish notion that every newer idol group owes not their very existence to these cats. This is not a commentary on talent, effort, or anything else. But realistically, you likely wouldn’t have even found them. They also may have never been formed (the influx of foreign fans also brought on an influx of new idol groups. That’s why there are literally hundreds of idol groups, now, versus when, say BIGBANG debuted. There’s so much pie, that everyone is jumping at the chance to get a slice. If there were only fans in Korea, new bands would still emerge, but way fewer, and less frequently.)

Also: it is entirely possible to stan your bias group AND acknowledge the impact that seniors had on them. Wanna see me do it? BIGBANG is my bias group, but they would NOT exist without 1Tym, or DBSK. DBSK is THE boy band model. Yes, there are earlier idol groups, and ones just as big (OMG I LEFT OUT SHINHWA, WHICH IS BLASPHEMY), but DBSK CHANGED the fucking GAME, for K-pop idol bands. They’re the blueprint. 1Tym is literally the styling for every hip-hop influence group in Korea (them and Epik High, but BIGBANG is more directly styled after 1Tym). Besides that, 1Tym is the band that bore Teddy Park, who gave BIGBANG much of their early sound, and to this day helps write many YG artists’ music. If 1TYM or DBSK had never existed, there’s a large chance BIGBANG never would’ve existed.

And, if DBSK didn’t blow up so hard, there’s a large chance BIGBANG would’ve never gotten as much international interest, especially in the early days. (The same could be said for their connection to 1Tym, who actually introduced them in the States at an early YG Concert.)

**small amendment: BIGBANG also owe a lot to Se7en, who was their big bro when they needed it most, and also fixed their names right on up. (I believe he named several members, and saved them from Yang Goon’s terrible naming. Seriously, TOP was gonna be Mark. Which is fine, if your name is Mark, but his name is Seunghyun, and YG just liked the name Mark for some reason. Se7en saved TOP’s life.)

So, can y’all soothe my old ass heart and at least pretend to understand the history of the genre you claim to love? Is that alright? Can that be a thing?

No? Y’all hate me, now? Okay...

Till next time, K-poppers!

#aka the history of korean entertainment as told by raven #bigbang #bts #exo #shinee #super junior #monsta x #black pink #2ne1 #dbsk #idk i mentioned a lot of y'all faves #is this a can of worms?#or did i just save kpop?#just call me raesus #alright read this long ass shit or move on #one rule #DO NOT REPLY IF YOU DID NOT READ TO COMPLETION #mostly because i hate repeating myself

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