#this is so trash im sorry its almost 8am and i need to sleep

[purpleoffbeat]

Let's Bring Them Hell

After Wednesday's mind body spirit challenge, Group West is disqualified (for whatever reason). It is then that Venus has a wonderful idea...

(Post-We Know the Demo, game events don't happen. Written in under 3 hours, if it's particularly bad I'm sorry. Also the narration misgenders Venus because at that point she hasn't come out yet. This doesn't last for the whole fic though.)

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We don't have to. Or rather, we shouldn't. We won't if one of us doesn't want to. But we definitely will if we're all in it. So should we?

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Another Wednesday means another fucking week's end bonfire. Why Wednesday is considered the week's end is really stupid but who really cares. Nothing about this shitty camp makes any sense. It's a camp for bad kids but some are worse than others so those get the short end of the stick by default without any way of redeeming themselves. Why bother being good?

"Fuck this." Neptune is in her usual mood, "Fuck this camp and fuck everyone here. We seriously did so good and should've been crowned winners of this challenge shit the captain puts us through but we were disqualified. That's insulting." She grabs her phone again and sighs when there's no new messages waiting for her.

"Guess I was wrong, haha..." Jupiter laughs awkwardly. That's right, she had said earlier that maybe everything would go right for the challenge. For no apparent reason. But maybe everything would go right and everything went wrong in unpredictable ways. Such a monumental fuck up that they were disqualified. They would certainly hear sermon from the captain or whatever at a later time. Fuck that too.

While Jupiter looks dejected fumbling with her hair tie and Neptune fiddles with her phone, Venus has a sort of realization: no one is around anymore. And it's like there's two directions to go. The way everyone went, and...

Venus is pretty smart, he knows where they are, mostly, and where the roads should be, kinda. It can't be too far. A way out. Venus always wanted that. And now they can have it.

"What if we just, run." The words come out of his mouth before there's even any time to process what he's saying.

Neptune's eyes widen, "Haha are you serious. Good kid Venus seriously just said that? Are you having a fever? Jupiter, don't."

She stops in her tracks and brings her hand down, with an awkward smile. "Right... um. Anyways we should go."

"Seriously though."

"He's right actually."

"You can't be serious?"

"I am." She turns to Venus, who looks away sheepishly and stays quiet.

Neptune narrows her eyes. "That is the best idea you've had all summer so don't fucking dare back out of it now." With that, Venus could only awkwardly laugh. "UUUGH fuck you both let's go."

"No! I mean, no. Let's not, haha good one Venus, let's go back." Jupiter almost reaches for them both but decides not to in time. She heads towards the camp, where everyone is surely talking about them being missing. Or maybe not 'cause who cares about Group West.

Neptune grabs Jupiter's hand. Oh no. "No way, this is the perfect opportunity and we aren't gonna just pretend this isn't the best for us."

"She's right." It seems Venus has decided. "If this is our way out then we should take it." He takes Jupiter's other hand. "I'm so sick of this. Of pretending I'm someone I'm not. Of pretending I'm good. I don't have the strength to care anymore. Any better kid would. But I'm the worst. Let's go." He smiles at Jupiter.

She can only gasp. She looks back at Neptune who only nods. Jupiter thinks this can't be happening. So she lets go of their hands, because touch can only be a bad thing. So she begins rubbing her temples. "This can't be happening. This just can't. We can't. We'd get punished. We'd never hear the end of it and we'd never be ok ever again. This is wrong you guys! Can't you see it?!"

"I can see perfectly. Don't tell me I don't 'cause I do. I really do. And I see our future is just up ahead, that way." Venus is more serious than normal.

Neptune begins speaking in an unusually calm tone. "Look, it's hard for us too you know? But in this world what's good is wrong and what's wrong is good. So let's forget the world and make our own. They say we just have to survive a few more years until we're adults but fuck that. Even then we'll have to conform to some bullshit standards and norms that will make us never live in peace. So let's live the way we want." She smiles genuinely. "Our way."

Jupiter's heart has never beat faster. She's crying already, and there's nothing to stop the flood. Neptune has that power.

Venus brings a hand to her shoulder. "It's okay, we'll get out of here and everything will be fine. For real this time."

And Jupiter feels like she could fly. She can see it now.

She thinks about how she let go of their hands so selfishly, yet with so little attention to her selfish desires. Holding hands feels wrong, but letting go feels worse, so when she reaches towards their hands, it feels right again. It's a wonderful sensation, to realize who you are after all this time.

A storm is brewing, but they didn't notice until now. Where it is doesn't matter, what suddenly comes to attention is the sound of distant footsteps. It's do or die now.

So Jupiter takes the first step forward.

Should we?

No, we shouldn't.

We will.

In a moment, the three begin running away. The sound of the storm brewing in their hearts is the most lovely thing, and soon the noise of the sirens in the distance joins to make a perfect wretched harmony. They left everything behind. Possessions, responsibilities, weights they didn't think they would've gotten rid of. They feel lighter than ever before. And it is amazing.

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Under a bridge, they stop to rest. It's been a while, and they're just outside the city. Soon they will be reunited with their parents, but ready to face the consequences.

They all sit down on the ground. "That was amazing!" Jupiter is glad they decided to run away. "We're gonna be in so much trouble!" She says, almost as if looking forward to it. Being freed from her past desires of being a good kid feels great.

"Venus you opportunistic little shit." Neptune smiles. "The best. Fucking. Idea. Ever." Then she laughs, though still catching her breath.

"Um guys, I need to talk to you about something." Shy Venus sighs. "I was thinking about this actually, and I think it's kind of important... So, we're gonna live the way we want, yeah?"

"Uh-huh." Jupiter nods.

"We'll be selfish and act on our wishes?"

"Exactly." Neptune crosses her arms.

"Well uhh. How do I put this. I wish I was a girl."

Jupiter opens her mouth, but no words come out. She's surprised by Venus's bluntness but it's also very like him (???) to do that.

Meanwhile Neptune looks suspicious. "So you want to be a girl."

"Y-yeah..."

"You wish you were a girl."

"Yeah...!" Venus looks determined.

"Do you know what that means? In our world there's no such thing as wanting to be. We don't wish, we are. We make it true. Venus... you ARE a girl."

Venus gasps, and doesn't know what to think.

"She's right." Jupiter speaks up. "If no one else wants it to be real, we'll force it upon them. That's what I learned from you two." She smiles.

Venus begins crying. She can't stop the tears from coming down. Neptune's kindness made her do that, and now there's no stopping. Jupiter's new resolve feels like a breath of fresh air, and it couldn't feel better. Venus sees the light now. She smiles. When she begins wiping her tears with one hand, Neptune grabs her other one. Once Venus is done, Jupiter thinks of doing the same.

She goes to snap her hair tie, but stops in her tracks. Neptune notices, and she looks furious. "Show me your hand." She demands. Jupiter is hesitant but complies. Then Neptune grabs both hair ties.

She ties one around her own hair, and the other around Venus's hair, making a ponytail for each. "There. Now you won't ever do that bullshit again."

"Uhh!" Jupiter doesn't know what to do.

"I know, you know? That you do that shit whenever you wanna touch someone? Fuck that, you touch whenever you damn well please."

"Actually... it's not just that." She looks down. "Truth is, it's not just when touching. It's also... you know, haha." She can't say it.

But Neptune can. "Gay thoughts?" Venus bursts out laughing.

"Wellllll... yeah!" Jupiter giggles too.

Neptune is quick to change the spotlight. "And you Venus? You like girls?"

"Umm, yeah actually!"

"Good! We're all lesbians then!"

Jupiter gasps, but then Venus turns to her confused. "You didn't know??"

"YOU KNEW??!"

"Um, obviously???"

"Girls, girls, calm down. There's enough Neptune for the both of you." She grins deviously.

"What are you even talking about??" Venus even raised her voice.

It wasn't long before they decided to walk towards the city again. As they chatted away, the Devil could only smile. She thought,

"If you refuse to go to his world, and won't come to mine, then let me in, girls, let's make the world a place for all of us. Let's bring them hell."

[skzluvs]

Phobia; Han jisung

Genre: angst, fluff (if you squint)

Warnings: mention of nightmares

Word count: 1.8k

A/N: Hi! I’m back from my hiatus with another angst fic inspired by the drama it’s okay to not be okay combined with a little bit of phobia I hope you guys like it!

The girl who fed on nightmares

there was a girl who woke up every night by the nightmares, demons that haunted her dreams. She was twisted inside, held back by the painful memories of her past.

panting breath, irregular heartbeat, a cold sweat dripping from her forehand. she opened her eyes to meet with the darkness of her room. Terror washed over her. frightened.

"it's just another nightmare" she said trying to calm down the thoughts that were messing up her already deranged head.

a familiar setup, you might think she grew accustomed to the feeling after the third night but that's was not true the lingering feeling of numbness grew by the time she realized there was no escape from the chains that still cuffed her up.

the morning came earlier, with very few hours of sleep, she got up and got ready for work. the days turned into a monotone.

she arrived to bookstore, pure silence made her mind feel content. A moment of peace in the torrential rain.

"excuse me" a soft voice called her, almost as quiet as a whisper that's being shared between lovers.

she looked up to meet with a boy, with black hair and a mischievous smile, he looked cheerful with an undeniable strong aura that surrounded his slender figure, definitely not the type you would see in a library at 8am in the morning.

"yes" she replied politely to the boy who carried a handful on books on his arms.

"i want to check all of these out please" he placed the books on the counter.

As she took a look at the pile, she got intrigued by the peculiar selection.

children books.

but not the kind that you read to a child unless you want them to have nightmares, and she knew damn well about that.

"you like this gruesome stuff ?" she was never the kind to question other people's interests but for some strange motive she wanted to know.

" it's a children's book how can you call this masterpiece gruesome" the boy seemed rather offended by her words.

" the pictures make me want to cry my eyes out and I'm an adult, there's no way this book was targeted for such audience" she said

" it seems like you know nothing about this books not the author , therefore I won't be engaging in a discussion, you can continue to be ignorant later just let me borrow them so I can go" he said annoyed, taping with his finger on top of the dusty cover.

The girl refused to give out response and rather continued to do her job. she sure didn't get paid enough for that.

"here" she said handing him the books along with the returning slip. "you have 2 weeks to return them unless you want more time come before the deadline to extend the borrowing period"

"thank you" he left not sparing to look at her for the last time before exiting through the door.

the browned eyed boy who just happened to be named han jisung, she found out his name through his library card. Was all she could think about, not because she was interested, but because of the of his actions. Usually she evaded social situations, she found people not worth of her time, but there was something about that boy that made her wanted to crush him like a fragile butterfly with broken wings.

another meaningless night, it was tiring to get emptied out like that. Every time she closed her fears shaped into a reality. she was stuck with the phobia.

days passed by, a body that walks through the streets without a soul. There was nothing she wanted nothing she desired more but to fall asleep. So she lived her life longing for that moment.

going through the bookshelves placing them correctly by alphabetical order. A pair of eyes stuck to the back of her head.

a boy who watched her carefully from the other side of the room, and he probably thought he was being precautious, but she knew she was being observed.

Jisung. Who came everyday just to sit as far back from the main entrance as possible, hiding in a corner reading the books he so much loved. After the first encounter with the girl he could no longer sleep the same way. His thoughts circled around her small frame and the sound of her broken voice.

there was this thing about her, he called it despondency and he was drowned right into it. like the tales had taken over a human form.

by the end of the two weeks he stood there fidgeting, over the course of the last couple of days his little instigating got him nowhere. She repeated a daily routine, there was nothing to analyze in her vague movements and worn out expressions. However he knew she hides more than the human eye can perceive behind that weary facade.

The moment she clocked out he followed her outside.

"why are you following me" the girl stopped her tracks and made a spin over her ankles, just to meet with him.

"I needed to ask you something" He said rather shy. all the courage he build up over the weeks disappearing at the strong gaze that confronted him.

"I'm not obligated to respond, do me a favor and get lost" She turned around and continued to walk.

It was an expected reply exactly what made jisung decide it was better to come up with a different plan.

every day he would put a book of his collection on top of her desk hoping she would get interested enough to read it.

but instead she would just eye the cover and place it back to its shelf.

Not until one day she meet to something different, the book had a folded edge, opening the page carefully, her fingers ghosting over the words printed on the glossy paper.

"bad memories from the past that he wanted to erase from his head"

"were replayed in his dreams every night"

"and haunted him nonstop"

"the boy was terrified of falling asleep"

a creeping feeling went down her spine, and her trembling hands made the book fall. Her own monsters greeted her with a grin. Collapsing with the wooden floor.

jisung got petrified by the loud sound. He hurried his way to find the girl unconscious on the ground. it was all his fault.

a disturbing sound came from her mouth. She woke up in an oddly unfamiliar house. Her body covered by a thin blanket, the walls were closing like the screams that got caught up in her throat.

jisung who was downstairs making dinner ran through the stairs and opened the door alarmed at the high pitched noises.

"Are you okay?" He exclaimed trying to recover his breath.

"what am I doing here? where am i ?" she asked not trying to panic even more. She felt so dizzy the room kept on spinning.

"you're at my house, you passed out at the library" He said scratching the nape of his neck with guiltiness.

"I remember now, this was your deed, you and your stupid nauseating books" by the looks of it she had been gone for a while. Not to mention the longer she was in a slumber the longer the suffering.

"not my fault you got scared by a book for 5 year olds" He said shrugging, with an unprovoked expression.

"And you dared to call me an ignorant" she deadpanned.

"Do you fear anything?" He asked out of the blue.

what is the real meaning behind fear?. Fear is tangible. Is the anxiety, the desperation to run away and hide forever where they can't find you, it means to want to stab your eyes with a safety pin to blind the pain. Is the captivity of oneself.

"You're scared of yourself aren't you?" it no longer sounded like a question but more like an affirmation.

he had figured you out in no time. You couldn't let them see the vulnerable side, not to anyone and most definitely not this stranger.

"You said it yourself you know nothing so leave alone before it's too late" She threatened.

"Anyways I'm sorry for being so persistent, never intended to make you feel uncomfortable, I'll be downstairs if you need me, dinner is ready if you want to come and have something to eat before you leave" He knew it was better not to push it if he wanted answers.

But why was he so desperate to understand the world inside her head ?

Jisung felt the loneliness of her being. He came up to the conclusion that he wanted to be the person who brought the girl back to life.

After some time he grew a step closer to her, not to the point she would stop pushing him away but at least his efforts had made a very insignificant change.

She would let him read the books to her once in a while, she fed into the words, relating to every single one of them. But things were still the same at night, she would break down to the horrifying sight.

"Jisung why are you still here ?" she asked him unable to understand why the boy remained by her side even when she treated him like a piece of trash.

"Because im trapped under your spell" he confessed.

"You’re e going to end up in so much pain" she said looking into his eyes.

"You can't go to heaven before crossing the flames of hell" He responded with certainty. “ and If I have to burn I rather do it while still holding you”

"Would you still like me if you knew the kind of monster I am, not the one you read in books but the kind that hides behind a mask and transforms at night"

" I would still like you if you were the devil himself"

" The devil wont tear your soul apart like I would trust me" She knew she would drive him into despair. But she had warned him multiple times, from here she no longer take accountability, he would meet fear. She would make sure of that.

I'm stuck with the phobia although I want to stay with you I'm scared that you might disappear in between the shadows. How can I hold you when I was made to destroy you.

there was a girl whose world was a pitch black hole and her insides were dark and twisted, and a boy who fell in love with her repulsiveness swore to never leave her, but her darkness overshadowed the fugacious happiness of a spur moment and the voices in her head claimed that she was all alone. but the boy sang to her a lullaby that lulled her into a deep sleep and for the first time in forever there were no painful memories in her dreams.

She was the girl who fed on nightmares. The one he once read about and the one he was now holding on his arms.