#yoosung fans don’t attack me

[starry-marshmallow]

This is something that’s been bothering me since I started playing mystic messenger and well I personally haven’t seen anyone discuss it.

For reference this is mainly about the Another Story and V Route timeline but it still applies to other timelines since it’s prevalent in the entire game.

Yoosung’s behavior towards Jihyun is made even more horrid considering how he admits multiple times that he doesn’t know much about Rika and V’s relationship and even Jihyun himself.

Whenever you ask him about their relationship or Rika and Jihyun as individuals, he just states that Rika was a happy person, Rika seemed happy with V, and that he doesn’t know much about Jihyun.

Despite this he’s so adamant about blaming Jihyun and suspecting him, so adamant about Rika not having mental health problems and not being “the kind of person to take her own life”.

He didn’t even know about Rika’s family and when he spoke to them himself and learned what they’re like and their thoughts on Rika. He still pulled the “V did way worse to Rika than her parents did”.

He’s speaking on a man and woman and their relationship despite not knowing much. They clearly wanted to keep certain things private and yet Yoosung does not respect or care to understand that.

And then Yoosung gets pissed when the other members step in and call him out for this shit or exclude him from certain things (e.i going to V’s house, going to rescue V and MC from Mint Eye, going to Rika’s apartment).

Saeyoung and Jumin were close to both of them and even they knew better than to cross obvious boundaries, antagonize, and harass someone whose behavior all points to a result of grieving.

There’s a clear lack of understanding of grief, mental health, and mental illness that Yoosung shows and doesn’t seem to really care to unpack which is extremely upsetting to see when you’ve been suicidal and/or lost a loved one and are grieving. Grief lives with you forever and you have to handle it in a healthy way. Yoosung doesn’t do that either.

[wyrmy-fics]

Okay, Worm. Wormy. What race and class would the Mysmes characters play as in WoW? Feel free to give any other headcanons too. 🤲

hi hello I’m currently working on other requests at the moment but this one seemed fun to do while I take a break from homework!

Anyone who knows me is well aware of the fact I’m a big fan of anything WoW related and have been for years, so let’s go 👀

Reblogs are highly appreciated. :)

RFA on WoW

Includes: All RFA Members + Saeran and Rika

Warnings -> N/A

Type: Headcanons.

Zen:

Blood Elf - Paladin.

It was the only race that had options to make it look like him.

Genuinely thought they looked really handsome/pretty while looking through the characterization screen.

He also felt like it would have been fun to try something on the Horde; a little different from the rest of the RFA.

Zen almost chose a warrior for the class but liked the idea of having the ability to heal as a Paladin.

Profession - Jewelcrafting.

A very rare profession in the game by now, but Zen assumed it was fitting for his character.

Prioritizes armor looks over actual stats.

“Where did all of your gold go—?”

“... Transmog...”

Yoosung:

Troll - Hunter.

Wanted to join the Horde along with Zen and guide him through it.

Couldn’t decide on a race at first but enjoyed reading up on the Troll story and statistics.

Gets way too attached to his pets and takes time naming every single one of them.

So many pets with the stablemaster. So many.

Accidentally killed a mob while trying to tame it; cried for about an hour. (Zen had to cheer him up until it respawned.)

Focuses on PVP way more than storyline.

Profession - cooking!

His bags are constantly full of food and potions.

Also just thought the campfire option was really nice. :)

Jaehee:

Night Elf - Monk.

Mr. Han wanted to be a Night Elf, so she was “kindly demanded” to join him.

She ended up hooked reading the description for monks and gets excited when a new ability pops up.

It reminds her of Judo a bit, even though they’re very different, but she compliments the animation on their stance.

Isn’t one for games most of the time, but starts reading up on the Night Elf storyline while on break.

A little down about the fact she’s on the opposite faction as Zen. (“Don’t you think he would look great in a show about these characters?”)

Profession - Inscription.

Also a very rare profession, but puts unwanted items and recipes to use this way.

It’s also a decently fast profession to complete during the day, so one she can enjoy after work.

It also goes well with Jumins profession.

Jumin:

Night Elf - Mage.

His first option was a Human, actually.

But Zen teased him about it being a very basic choice. (So, why not go with the second basic option?)

It’s canon that Jumin is interested in magic and witchcraft, so a Mage was the next best thing.

Specifically enjoys the talent of Arcane mage, but regularly switches to other elements. (Named the Elemental pet “Elizabeth the 4th.”)

Tries to get in contact with the developers to sell cat related products with in-game references.

Profession - Enchanting.

Doesn’t actually know how to use the profession and gets Assistant Kang to do most of the work.

She also has to trade a lot of materials if he asks. (Please just... use the auction house.)

Tries to somehow use enchanting in real life. Upset it doesn’t work.

Seven:

Gnome - Warlock.

Ah, yes. The most hated race in the game. That’s why he chose it.

Ends up attached to the little guy and gives him the wildest characterization options.

And, of course, the classic yellow engineering goggles were a necessity.

Ends up finding a rotation with Warlocks easier than anything else and finds out how to cast his spells all at once.

Has been suspended multiple times for that, though.

Profession - Engineering.

Not too much of a surprise but when Seven found out he can make stuff in-game, he was all over it.

Ends up making certain inventions in real life for his personal enjoyment. (And Vanderwoods demise.)

May or may not catch up with Yoosung in PVP to completely annihilate him. Bonus points if it’s in open world too.

Jihyun:

Human - Warrior.

Swears he would try another race next time but wanted his first to be a Human.

Also tries to make it look like himself somehow.

Didn’t realize he could have been any other class than a Warrior. It was the default and looked interesting.

Can’t tank very well but overall likes the idea of damage control. Even if it’s just... Pressing buttons.

Explores more than actually questing since the areas are really nice to just sit and enjoy sometimes.

Has taken a few screenshots for artistic references before.

Profession - Archaeology.

Most people with the profession just do it for XP or reputation points,

But this man will sit down and read every. Single. Site. It’s nice to hear him get excited and interested in his findings, however. (Same, Jihyun.)

Saeran:

Undead - Rogue.

Ray thought they looked a little creepy at first, but Saeran overall empathized with their story.

They’re the misunderstood outcasts of the game - why wouldn’t he play them?

The rogue was an interesting choice. The idea of stealthing around and using quick attacks was intriguing.

Doesn’t play too often but somehow levels faster than the rest of the group.

Ray will focus more on exploring, Suit enjoys PVP, and Saeran will actually pay attention to the plot.

Ironically dislikes Sylvanas.

Profession - Herbalism.

At first didn’t like the idea of actually picking the flowers in game before realizing that’s how you learn about them.

Makes a little section in his book specifically for these fictional flowers and their meanings, plus what they’re used for in-game.

Rika:

Draenei - Priest.

Not only envied their devotion but also their outlook on helping others.

Would eventually switch over to Lightforged Draenei once they’re unlocked, but gets attached to her original character.

I’m trying really hard not to make a “Light” joke or connect anything to the Naaru....

Is the teams healer and does an amazing job at it. Not too fond of actual combat.

Spends a lot of time in the Priest campaign hall doing dailies and class quests.

Profession - Alchemy.

The art of crushing an item down into dust in order to turn it into something else more useful for her character.

Doesn’t use the profession all too much unless absolutely needed, though.

Overall a fun player to work with and everyone’s go-to healer.

And that’s it! I hope you enjoy reading. :)

[juminsmysticmc]

Okay here's my last idea for now(rfa + minor duo): An aspiring singer MC that has a great voice but gets stage fright when she knows people are listening.

RFA + Minor Duo with an aspiring singer Mc who has a great voice but gets stage fright when she knows that people are listening 

Hey dear! Here you are! I hope you can enjoy the HC after it took me so much time, hahaha!

BTW, did I ever tell you that I was on stage countless times? I even sang in front of the whole people, but the thing I loved to do the most was acting, I was twice the main role, and I never felt as good as there, when I could show people how good I was.

Ah, I just remembered the time I acted in front of old people in a nursing home, I was two people at once because the acting role didn’t come in the last minute and I knew the scrip by memory XD the second time I played the acting role in front of my class, parents and students to show them how good our school was ( the days where they visit schools, you know? ) and it was just so good...I stopped acting tho, but I loved it so much...

Jumin

Your husband loved to listen to your voice.

The effects your voice gave him were special and amazing.

He wouldn’t hold you back for anything in the world .

He was jealous that other people would get the possibility to listen to the one voice which managed to make him sleep and calm down. But still, he thought that you would be able to achieve big goals.

That’s why he prepared a little stage for you.

It was only around 50 people who would listen to you sing.

,,Jumin Han, I love you with all my heart, but I can’t sing in front of so many people!“ you gasped a few seconds before the stage would begin.

,,Why, my love? Your voice is so wonderful and you’re so talented!’’ he smiled at you, holding your hand.

But he quickly noticed that it was all sweaty.

You were scared.

,,Mc, you're so good. What are you scared off?’’ he asked you, not understanding your fears.

,,I am scared that I will make a mistake. What if they laugh at me or...I don’t know…’’ you mumbled.

Jumin nodded since he understood.

He bandaged your eyes. You tried to stop him, but you couldn’t.

You felt the air hitting your face as he dragged you on stage, putting a microphone in one of your hands, not letting go of the other hand.

,,Now, sing…’’ he whispered.

And before you could even be scared, you sang out of your lungs, blowing everyone away at the wonderful performance.

When Jumin felt that you were sure enough, he let go of your hand and made you open your eyes, making you see all of the wonderful faces who loved to listen to you.

Zen

The first time he heard you was when you were showering, thinking no one else was home.

When you found out that he was listening to you, enjoying your angelic voice, you firstly felt a bit uncomfortable and nervous, but also happy to get his support.

Ever since then, Zen begged you to sing for him.

With your voice he was able to dance, simile and relax.

You seemed to feel comfortable.

But he was so wrong when one day he decided to show a video tape of you singing to his director who decided to make you debut three times after he heard you alone live.

You were so scared.

You never dared to tell Zen that you were scared, excited, nervous, or that you had mixed feelings.

Whenever you felt the thousands of eyes fall on you, you had the urge to stop, vomit, and run out.

You once did exactly that at a school festival and ever since then, you never ever dared to sing or talk in front of people again on a stage.

You slowly walked on the stage as the lights pointed at you.

It felt so hot, the white, bright lights on your skin.

You tightened your grip around the black microphone, but you couldn’t say anything.

Zen, who sat in the first row, saw it all. He suddenly felt bad that this was possibly his fault.

And before he knew what he was doing, his body moved on its own. He walked up there and made you look up to him, into his beautiful red eyes.

,,Music, go!’’ he said as the melody started again.

,,Just look at me, okay? Only me,’’ he whispered and managed making you sing in front of all those people while looking at him and only him.

And that was the most magical atmosphere you ever had with your boyfriend.

Yoosung

The reason you never dared to say anything at one of the RFA’s parties was that you were simply scared of being on stage.

What if you would drip? 

What if you made a mistake? 

What if people laughed at you? 

All those things could happen and you didn’t want to be embarrassed.

And even though you should get used to it by now, you weren’t.

Especially today, you felt more weight on your shoulders.

If you fail today, you would give up on music.

If today you wouldn’t be able to sing in front of the people, you promised yourself that you would give up what you loved the most.

And Yoosung was one of those people who didn’t wish to see the end of it.

,,I...I can’t…’’ you panted.

Yoosung handed you a cup of water behind the stage and watched you as you began to breathe even heavier.

You were scared and he could tell.

That was normal, but you were so scared of the fear itself, that it stopped you.

Yoosung, even though he was scared himself and decided that he had to help you.

,,Okay,’’ he said ,,stay here,’’ you whispered and turned your body in front of you.

He quickly walked to the director and said something before he returned.

,,Okay, your music is beginning soon. Sing here!’’ Yoosung smiled, the stage was still being hidden by the red curtain.

,,Yoosung…’’ you mumbled but couldn’t say anything since you already had to sing.

The words simply left your mouth, making you feel much better.

No one would have guessed that you were on the verge of having a panic attack a few seconds ago.

And then the stage began. The curtains opened and while looking at Yoosung, the both of you walked in the middle of the stage, continuing to sing...

Jaehee

Hidden in your room, you tried to sing the one line you always messed up, noticing that you didn’t get any better.

,,We should just hide and stay here,’’ you mumbled as you looked to Jaehee.

,,Why we? It’s your stage,’’ she smiled and patted your back.

,,Ah, but I’m scared. I want to stay here,’’ you told her again, trying to calm down.

Jaehee turned your chair so that you could look into her eyes.

,,Mc,’’ she called you.

You looked up at her, her brown eyes somehow making you feel calmer.

,,Breathe with me,’’ she told you and made regulated gasps of air, helping you a bit.

She put her hand on your chest to feel your heartbeat.

Of course you felt as if it would burst out of your chest, but there was nothing to be scared about.

,,I will be there, don’t worry. Just do whatever you can to the best. I will stay in the first line, watching you, so if you have the feeling that everyone is killing you with their eyes, just look at me. I will be there,’’ she whispered, somehow making you calm down.

,,What if I mess up this one line? I -’’ she immediately stopped what you wanted to say and kissed you on your soft lips.

,,You won’t fail, I know it. And if you do, it will be alright. Trust me,’’ she smiled.

And finally, when your name was called, she walked with you hand in hand to the stage, kissing you once again and quickly going on her seat to enjoy the wonderful melody of your voice.

Saeyoung

,,I don’t understand how you- aish,’’ you hissed as you watched the video clip over and over again.

Saeyoung apparently filmed you at your last RFA party.

The RFA as your first guests as you sang with a beautiful voice between your friends, a bottle of water as your microphone.

,,I just thought that everyone should listen to you,’’ he laughed and watched you.

You were sweating.

For years you always declined people who wanted you to sing on stage. Instead, you always uploaded videos of your music on YouTube without anyone seeing you.

And there was Saeyoung, who destroyed everything with a single video.

The worst? He accepted a stage for you.

You would sing on the SBS new year stage in front of the whole Korean population.

And you knew that international fans would watch it too from home.

And there you were, forced to sing.

,,I’m so scared, you know that, and still you’re forcing me to do this,’’ you told him as you rubbed your arms.

,,You need to overcome your fears,’’ he smiled.

You glared at him. ,,Not like that though!’’ you hissed.

But Saeyoung didn’t care, because he assured you that he would be with you.

,,Your backstage dancer,’’ he laughed and kissed you, making you even more unsure of the ending of this adventure.

Indeed, that day he was your backstage dancer.

But you didn’t even see him because everything was so dark.

,,Just stand here,’’ he said a few minutes before everything would begin.

,,No one will see you and you won’t see anybody,’’ he assured you.

And so it was, that when the lights began to burn, people could only see you at the very end of the song, making the surprise even bigger and you overcoming your fears...

Saeran

Your boyfriend rubbed his hands together as he observed you.

He was just as nervous as you were. He felt as if he was no help at all, but at the same time he was so proud of you.

,,Mc,’’ he called you and took your hand, feeling that you were just as cold as he was from the fear.

,,I… I know it’s not right but… we don’t have to. You don’t have to do this,’’ Saeran mumbled.

He didn’t want anybody to force you to do anything.

He knew that music was your passion, but he also knew that you did this because the both of you needed more money.

You looked at him and for a short second, you hesitated.

Should you really give up everything you built up to until now?

You were about to answer him when a chatroom opened up and the RFA began to chat, saying that they were all there to support you.

,,I can’t disappoint them, can I?’’ you asked Saeran.

He smiled and kissed you, his eyes still on you.

,,I’m scared too… but I will come with you, just...let’s just look at each other while you sing, he told you, something you thought was very brave of him.

And so, both of you went on stage, the clapping hands of all those people were so loud, but the heartbeat in your chest was even louder in your ear.

The piano began to play and you knew that soon you would have to begin singing.

And suddenly, as if everything shut down in your brain, you began to sing loudly and clearly.

Before you realized it, Saeran was standing in front of you, his back to the audience.

You weren’t able to see anyone but him.

In his hands were wonderful flowers as you kept singing with all your might, making the room seem magical.

,,You did well,’’ he said when you finished and quickly kissed you, making you close your eyes as the curtain closed up again.

Jihyun

Lucy sat on his lap as he waited for you to come out.

Before he left you, you seemed very nervous.

Jihyun was sure that you were scared, but he also knew that you were strong. He never met anyone stronger than you, so he knew that there wasn’t a problem.

But he couldn’t imagine how sacred you were behind the curtain.

Your hands were playing with the microphone and your mouth was becoming dry.

Soon enough, you had to step out and sing.

But what if you missed a line? 

It was a well known song in Korea, Airang, so if you messed this up, all of South Korea would laugh at you.

,,Now, ladies and gentlemen, Mrs Kim will sing, Airang for you!’’ the man said.

The applause of the people in the hall welcomed you as the curtain opened.

At first the light was too bright but you soon got used to it.

Your eyes quickly searched for Jihyun and your daughter. You thought you would feel better, but your heart wasn’t calming down.

Your daughter was so excited, but you would fail and make her sad soon, maybe people would bully her too because she was the daughter of the most stupid woman in Korea.

The melody began but you stayed silent.

Suddenly, people began to whisper around you and the melody stopped again.

Jihyun stopped smiling as he noticed that you were scared, scared to death and on the verge of crying.

He was ready to bring you down to him, hug you, and stop it for you to make you feel better, but suddenly his daughter loudly screamed ,,YOU ARE NOT SINGING BECAUSE I DIDN’T SAY GOOD LUCK, RIGHT?’’ she asked you.

You smiled and nodded.

,,Good luck mommy! Daddy and I love you, right Daddy?’’ Lucy asked Jihyun, who smiled again and nodded at his little daughter.

,,Right,’’ he said and encouraged you, making the melody play again and finally everyone was blessed with the wonderful voice of yours.

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04.04.2021// 21:09 MEST

[otomeamethyst]

RFA needing mc’s attention! (Extra fluff!)

Warnings: none

Saeyoung choi

He wasn’t hacking that day, yet you were in a different room as he sat bored in bed. You were playing chess with vanderwood, he had suggested it and it wasn’t too bad.

But you got slightly bored eventually and seven got lonlier and lonlier as he waited for you to come back.

Eventually he took matters into his own hands and walked into vanderwoods room, whining.

“Mc come onnnn, I have the day off”

“Awh- one more game okay? Then we can hang out sev~” you said with a smile as your eyes focused on the chess board, moving your character

//idk how to play lmao it’s been years//

He groaned and walked over, tugging you up as you whined “seven, I wanna winnnn”

Vanderwood laughed as you yelled “I win vandy! Okay?!” As you were pulled out by seven.

He pushed you into the bedroom and you giggled as he tackled you onto the bed, squeezing you and leaning into your chest.

“I miss you..” he mumbled into your chest as you giggled even more

“I’m here now saeyoung, come on let’s get comfy” you playfully shoved him off and layed down, he layed beside you.

As he pulled you to his chest a sigh left his mouth “mc?”

“Mhm?”

“I love you”

“I love you too” you cuddled him tightly with a smile, staying in a happy silence with him for a while before he randomly said

“Wanna get married in the space station still?”

“Hell yeah! Are you dumb!” You laughed, the day was spent laughing and cuddling, exactly the way you and him wanted

Hyun ryu

He had been away all week, filming some form of commercial out of the country but he arrived back around four am.

Slowly going into your room, spotting you fast asleep, hugging a large plushie.

A smile crept onto his face as he quickly layed beside you, holding you tightly, and that morning..boy was he clingy.

I mean, you went to get breakfast and he attatched himself to you, basically walking you downstairs and the second you got into the kitchen, he sat you on the counter.

You both shared smiles as he stood between your legs, pulling you close as he leaned into your chest, you leaned on his head.

“I missed you jagi~”

“I missed you too lovely zen!” You giggled and he squeezed you tight.

“I love it when you call me that princess, now..what does the queen want for breakfast huh?” He smiled, pecking your lips as you got down, hugging him tightly.

“Hmm...well, what does the king want?”

“Oh, well he’d love some bacon and eggs, how does that sound?” He joked with you, placing an arm around you as he began cooking, you making the eggs as he cooked the bacon.

He loved soft mornings like this, were you guys just joked around and had fun, smiling a lot.

You ate breakfast together, chatted for a while and then went on a walk, no fans surprisingly.

Meaning you and zen had no separation the whole walk, hand in hand, leaning on each other with a large smile.

Jumin Han

You guys were sat next to each other in bed, although you realised that today you told jaehee you’d come to the office and help out with some of her work.

So you got up and yawned, jumin making a whining noise as he felt the bed lift slightly and the heat leave.

“Kitten, where are you going?” He mumbled in a tired voice as you began changing into more formal attire.

You turned to him “I told jaehee I would try to come in and help her if I got the chance, and I have the chance” you said gently as he huffed

“Not anymore, I want you here with me, cmon I barely ever get days off” he said as he stood up, hugging you from behind.

His hands roaming your waist and sides as he held you, humming “please” you looked in the mirror at him, thinking.

“But I feel bad making her do that work”

“It’s her job” he said, looking back at you as he leaned into the crook of your neck.

“you give her to much jumin, give her a break okay? A long one! She’s super stressed right now.”

“If I were to foresay, give her a month off and got a temporary assistant, would you come to the office with me? And cuddle me on days like this?” He pulled you closer, roughly.

You smiled “a month? Hell ya, she’ll probably enjoy that and honestly, I won’t mind coming to the office” that was always something you did rarely, it distracted him, but he loved having you sit on his lap as he worked.

So that day, you called jaehee, explaining to the situation, she was amazed and overjoyed. Then you changed again, you and jumin having the longest cuddle session ever, just holding each other in the dim lit room, relaxing.

Yoosung kim

You had been playing on LOLOL, he recently taught you how to play and you became addicted. Sometimes playing together but at this moment you had stolen his seat, playing on his computer.

He sat on the bed, watching you as you were already basically a pro gamer at this, smiling.

Although he missed when you used to noob out while sitting on his lap, not understanding the game at all, him re-explaining things repeatedly for you.

So he walked over, leaning on the back of his gaming chair as he watched the game end, you turned to him with a smile

“I’m rank three!” You cheered and he chuckled, kissing your cheek

“Don’t beat me mc, I don’t want you winning my highest rank in a fraction of the time I did” he said, and motioned for you to stand up.

He then sat down with a playful smirk and you huffed “rude”

“Hey, it’s my chair, I just let you use it and this, is your chair” he patted his lap causing you to smile again.

“Smooth” you joked at the way he came up with such a sentence, slowly sitting on his lap.

His arms went around you as your legs went around his waist, him playing LOLOL as you leaned into him happily.

Eventually he turned the game off, you both sat there in a happy silence for a while, enjoying each other’s warmth.

Jaehee kang

You were sitting at the kitchen counter, jaehee was upstairs asleep, or so you thought until you got a chat room notification.

You picked up your phone and put down your coffee, turning it on to see a conversation between jaehee and zen.

Z: just call her!

J: but that’s so much efforttttt

Z: really? Then just yell her name

J: nooooo

Z: I’m not calling her for you jaehee, you live in the same house- she’s in the chatroom!

J: oh! Baby hiiiii

Mc: hi jae~ hey zen ^^

Z: hello! Jaehee is too lazy to ask you to come cuddle her so she was trying to get me to ask you for her lolol

Mc: ah, I’ll be up in a sec jae, Lemme make you a coffee! UvU

Z: awhhhhhhh!!

J: ah! Too sweet! Hurry up!

*jaehee kang has left the chatroom*

Z: oh and she’s already gone lol

Mc: lolol I’m off to make her coffee, see ya later Zenny!

*mc left the chatroom*

You smiled to yoursslf as you quickly brewed jaehee a coffee, god she was adorable. You almost ran upstairs, two coffee cups in hand to see jaehee sprawled out in bed, yawning.

“mc!“

“hey baehee~“ you teased, placing the coffees down as you sat on the bed, beibg attack hugged.

You guys sat in bed all day, watching zens musicals and in each other’s arms, it was peaceful

[marshmallowprotection]

Cereus

Pairing: Choi Saeran/Reader

Description: You never knew what you wanted to do with your life from day one. It just seemed like there were too many things to pick from and all you knew was that you didn’t want to be bound by the expectations of your parents. So, you decide to head west like the rest of those that are seeking new lives and changes without knowing what to expect or your plan. You just never thought that you would find yourself ensnared in the rope of fate on your journey to find yourself.

Word Count: 2235

Cowboy Saeran x Reader

[Read On AO3]

Previous Chapter

Epilogue 

“Was now really the best time for you to pick up the guitar again?”

“What? Did ya’ want me to change the song to somethin’ more fittin’?”

“How about we travel in silence, instead?”

“That ain’t as fun, Saeran. Ya’ gotta live a little… c’mon, get that sour look off your face! Here, I wrote this one for you!”

“...Great.”

The sounds of a finely tuned guitar were all too prevalent in your eardrums these days. Saeyoung was far too content as the little wagon continued to go along the path, playing along to a song that he had been learning recently since he had so much more free time on his hands lately to explore his hobbies outside of conning and trickery.

While you didn't mind the sound, Saeran wasn't as big a fan of the humming and strumming. It led to a bit of bickering between the twins that was a surprise. The lighthearted argument wasn't unwelcomed. It was nice to see how the two of them interacted when they wanted to show that brotherly bond.

This wasn’t where you thought that you would find yourself but you weren’t going to complain about it in the slightest. 

You just leaned your head against Saeran’s shoulder as he commanded the reigns for both of their horses. He sighed at his brother’s antics and just continued as he was. It had only been a few weeks since everything happened and it was still an adjustment period.

After Saejoong was forcibly removed from power, the sheriff and everyone else that had been working with them were taken down and removed from power. They didn’t need to have a trial for them since it had been proved in front of them with the wave of a hand. They were going to be locked away where they would be unable to hurt anyone ever again.

Saeyoung and Saeran no longer had to live in fear of losing their lives because of him anymore. That was all they ever wanted. They didn’t have to hide their faces anymore. Frankly, there were people in many places that weren’t happy about their crimes as they were, but the boys had been forgiven for what they’d done by countless people.

Most of them, anyway.

It wasn’t like they had been stashing away all that money consistently. They were consistently fueling it to people in need. Anyone who needed to eat was getting paid. Anyone that was living without parents in their life was getting money. Anyone in need of something. They had been taken care of by the twins for quite a while.

The rest of the money had been for trying to control the crime scene to manipulate a load of real crooks into listening to them. Whatever they didn’t need was just put away so they could either give it back eventually or so they would have some money to get by when and if they were free. Not that the people needed to worry about it.

It changed everything in the town for the better.

But, everything changed in a matter of a few weeks. It went from zero to one-eighty. At the very least, it went from bad to better. Which was the greatest thing that anyone could hope for. The gold that was already taken from the wells couldn’t be placed back, but it could be doled out equally and fairly to all of the members of the town thanks to Jumin Han’s family.

Since his father controlled the banks, everyone’s accounts were layered with weekly reimbursements of gold and silver profits. Because of this, the town was able to grow in more ways than one, with more businesses opening up and people moving into town because everyone supported each other.

It was looking to turn around the town that was only a few months away from the brink of collapse.

Once Saejoong was gone, there needed to be a new mayor… and believe it or not, the people wanted Jihyun to take the job.

He had been such a capable man that had worked to protect everyone, and they all trusted him to do the right thing. He was elected in a landslide after everyone agreed on who they wanted to be in charge for the time being. With him and Jumin at the helm, the town was shaping up to be a great place to be and somewhere that you knew would be okay.

Since he was going to be handling matters of the town now, the bar was given to Yoosung. Who was surprised by the event entirely! But, in all honesty, he and Zen had been running the bar for quite a while on their own apart from Jaehee stepping in now and again to help with the books when she wasn’t busy with Jumin.

So, Yoosung was the one that he trusted most.

Yoosung was excited about the prospect. He had a lot of ideas for the bar, too. He wanted to be able to make it into a restaurant that anyone was welcome to. He and Zen were working together to make things work out with both of their capable hands. It would still be Jihyun’s Bar, but it would be more than anyone ever expected it to be.

While you liked your place at the bar and the job you held, you couldn’t deny that call to adventure that had your name written all over it. As things calmed down and you and the rest of the group had worked together to help the town, you had been dutifully recovering from your attack.

You weren’t on the stage to perform, but after a week of being stuck in bed, you had sat at the bar and gave a song to Zen’s performances. Singing didn’t take too much out of you, and it felt nice to be out and about where everyone was instead of worrying about how things were going. As always, this place was a good place to be.

All and all, things were going together in town.

Even better, Saeyoung had joined you at the same time, stepping in when he wasn’t working with Saeran and Jihyun to play some music along with you. He revealed his secret talent, that he was rather skilled at guitar, but he never had the chance to show it off to other people like he wanted to. He was really good!

Even if Saeran said otherwise.

Saeran had been right by Jihyun’s side the entire time, trying to help him make matters right from what happened with their father. He was taking it personally and seriously to make amends for things. You’d been surprised by that, given the history that you had heard about what the twins went through they’d met Jihyun, but the fact that Saeran was calling him “dad” was telling enough.

Saeran wasn’t trying to become the next mayor, though.

That was the last thing he wanted.

This was just the loose end that had to be tied up for him. Saeran had told you that he wanted to be able to leave the desert for a while, maybe not forever because he knew how much this place meant to you now, but he did want to see the world first.

You knew that feeling.

You knew what it felt like to want an adventure.

Saeran was your adventure now, and anywhere that he wanted to go, you wanted to be. That’s what led to this situation that you were now in. So, when he proposed the idea to you one day if you would be a willing party to go on a trip with him. Of course, Saeyoung was going to be tagging along, but it was a given. He still wanted you to come with him.

Of course, you said yes.

It wasn’t a “goodbye” to the western town that you had come to, but a simple “see you soon.”

Which is how you wound up where you were now, in a little wagon pulled by Begona and Big Dipper, headed out from town and deep along the trails to take you to wherever you wanted to go. Saeran was kind of interested in seeing the ocean since he’d never been able to see that before, well, there were a lot of things that he hadn’t seen before, but…

It was the first thing that came to mind when you asked, “Well, where do you wanna go?”

“I reckon it’d be nice to see the coast?”

“Good choice, Saeranie!”

Saeyoung seemed jazzed about the idea, himself. He had traveled out with Jihyun and seen the coast before, and had described it to his twin with a mystified look in his eyes. It had left a mark on him that Saeran wanted to see. Hilarious, you knew, but it was kind of sweet to see them getting along and sharing these things.

You were happy here with Saeran.

He snorted when you tucked yourself closer to his side, but ignored the urge to make a snide comment to torment you. You’d grown used to him teasing you and pulling your hair now and again. He might have been Saeran now, but he was still your tormentor by all accounts. Which was exactly what you’d wanted, anyway.

“How far do you think we have left?” you asked him, watching as the landscape changed by the minute from the clay and soil, into the greens that you knew very well. “Do you reckon it’s more than a day or two at this rate?”

“I reckon so,” he responded. You’d pay for stealing some of his quirky vocabulary to tease him. But, you liked that little accent of his whether he wanted to agree with that or not. “I ain’t never traveled this far by myself before, so I’m just guessing from what the maps said.”

“It took a while even by train,” you admitted.

“‘Course, we ain’t in no hurry, little Cereus. We’ll get there when we get there… don’t tell me that yer’ gonna start askin’ me that every five minutes. We already got one idiot n’ this car, we don’t need two of ‘em.”

The two of you chuckled.

That seemed to bring Saeyoung’s attention to the scene. He had stopped playing the time being as he leaned forward between the two of you, ignoring the way the wagon bounced against the terrain and could’ve knocked him over. The way that things were changing had caught his eye. Had he traveled in this area before? “I’ll pretend I ain’t hear that. But, hey, do y’all remember when I told ya’ that I met someone when I was gone with Jihyun?”

“...That fake partner ya’ mentioned?” Saeran quipped. You knew what he thought about that person that Saeyoung had brought up now and again. You couldn’t doubt him. Because they all doubted Zen about you! So, who was to say that he was hiding information about somebody just to make some kind of joke?

“They’re not fake!” Saeyoung retorted. He huffed and looked at you for some moral support. “Cereus, ya’ believe me, right? I’m only bringin’ this up because I was wonderin’ if you two would be interested in meetin’ ‘em? After all, they’ve been waitin’ for me to come back n’ see ‘em since I left a few months ago.”

That made you curious.

You raised a brow, “Oh?”

“Absolutely.”

Saeran sighed. He looked back at his twin and shook his head, incredulous. It was like he couldn’t believe that Saeyoung wanted to take a little detour. He wasn’t going to hear the end of it if he didn’t do something about this. “Alright, alright. Ya’ know what? I reckon that I want you to prove that this person is real, then. I’ve heard this spiel too many damn times. Ya’ wanna prove it? Let’s see ‘em, then. Tell me where we’re headed, then.”

“Aw, Saeran, I knew you cared about me!”

“Mainly, I just wanna see if yer’ a liar or not.”

“I’ll admit I’m a little curious, Saeyoung. I’m willing to give you the benefit of a doubt on this one. Be nice, Saeran. Who knows, it might lead us to another adventure!”

“The last thing I want right now  is another dangerous adventure.”

“That settles it, then. To the sea, we go!”

[AUTHOR’S NOTE:] 

Heya Howdy Doodle Doo, don’t let the door close on ya’ because this ain’t over yet.

That’s right. 

This isn’t the end of Cowboy Saeran. Join us soon in the sequel which is going to be a Seven x Reader story. This will be my first long-form Seven x Reader story, and I’m glad to be writing it. I sincerely am going to have to thank countless people for supporting this story and supporting me. I’ve made a lot of new friends that I hope to keep forever thanks to this story. 

My heart is filled with so much love for so many of you fans. 

I’ve received fan art, cosplay, and all kinds of gifts for this story of mine and it means a lot to me that there are people that enjoy something I’ve made so much that they want to play around in my take on the Mystic Messenger characters. So, this isn’t goodbye to you, my loyal cowboy fans.

This is a See You Soon.

[joy1579]

RFA when MC accidentally calls them while telling her sister that their “the one”

every RFA baby deserves love. EVERY. SINGLE. ONE.

oh requests are open my only rule is that i don’t write V. (its not that I don’t like him he just hits a bit to close to home)

oh masterlist 

Jumin

-        He answered your call but your voice was muffled and it sounded like you where talking to someone else

-        “you don’t understand he’s so cute sometimes and he’s the sweetest man I’ve ever met. I know we went kind of fast but, listen Jumin’s the one. I Just know it. He’s my one and only”

-        He hung up after that. He would love to hear more of what you thought of him sure but he didn’t want to eavesdrop on you.

-        You have never seen a more smug man in your life

-        He looks like the cat that caught the canary

-        When he gets home and see’s you he asks what you did today and what you talked with your sister about

-        If you don’t tell him about the conversation, he’ll tell you he got a very interesting call and tell you what he over heard

-        When you turn bright red at being overheard he chuckled and pulls you close to him kissing your neck before muttering against your skin

-        “you should know the feeling is mutual. You are also my “one” and only.”

Yoosung

-        He got out of class to see a voicemail from you. When he listened the majority of the message was difficult to here but he could make out your voice if he focused

-        “I can’t explain it he’s just, he’s so cute and sweet and I just want to hold him all the time! Sometimes when I catch him off guard he blushes all the way to his ears and I swear I’ll never get tired of that. I know we haven’t been dating long but I think he’s, you know, the one.”

-        Suddenly there was a loud clatter and the call cut off

-        Yoosung couldn’t breathe, he felt like he was falling from a plane. He could hear the blood rushing in his ears and his heart pounding in his chest.

-        He might have been having a panic attack, accept that he wasn’t panicking he was the happiest he’d ever been in his life.

-        He calls Zen and is talking a mile a minute about what you said and does that mean he should get a ring and she he ask you to move in and what should he say when he sees you

-        Then Zen stops him in his tracks by asking “did she mean for you to hear that?”

-        Oh. Now’s he’s got to try to play it cool and act like he didn’t hear you say he might be the one and he’s terrible at secrets lord help this baby boi.

Saeyoung

-        The second he answered it was clear the call was an accident he could hear way more background sound than normal and you were already mid-sentence

-        “more than that, I think he’s the one. He’s afraid to take the chance I know, but whether we get married or not I know there’s no one else for me. Me and Saeyoung have been through so much there’s no way I could ever fall for anyone else. I love him.”

-        He hung up quickly and dialed your number because he had to talk to you that second.

-        But when you picked up all he could say was “you called me” when you deny it he laughs a bit hysterically half nervous half ecstatic “wait for me? When saeran’s better I promise I’ll get you a ring. I’ll sell one of my babies if I have too. Please will you wait for me?”

-        Your trying not to cry but manage to say “of course” your sister is lost, and a little worried but your smiling through the tears so she thinks its good news

-        He practically tackles you in a hug the second you walk through the door. He gives you a ring pop in your favorite flavor that night and promises that the REAL proposal will be better.

Zen

-        He was in the middle of a work out when he got the call. He answered but when he heard different voice than yours he stopped in his tracks. Part of him is worried your hurt or someone took your phone.

-        “I’m just worried about you he’s got so many female fans’ what if one of them hurts you, or he cheats they say celebrity relationships never last” suddenly he recognized your sisters voice.

-        “I don’t care how many fans he has or what they try to do because I’m not giving up on him. he isn’t just a celebrity. He’s a person. He’s loyal and passionate and gentle. I think, I know I love him. He’s the one and the rest doesn’t matter because we can work through anything together.”

-        He hangs up immediately because he knows he can’t listen to that without wanting to see you right then

-        He works out 10x harder. He just feels really worked up after hearing you defend him like that and you had said he was “the one” how was he supposed to calm down after that?

-        The second you get home he sweeps you into his arms and carries you to bed. He can’t help it he has to show you how much he loves you right that second.

-        You call him impatient but he say’s “I’ve been waiting this long for you to get home I can’t be any more patient”

Jaehee

-        She listened to your voicemail after the lunch rush at the café

-        “are you sure about this? People might not approve?”

-        “did you come to question me or to help me pick out a ring?”

-        “I just want to make sure you understand what you’re doing there’s a lot of stigma you know”

-        “you think I don’t know that? I live with it, but that doesn’t matter, she’s the and bigotry won’t change that.”

-        She pulled the phone away from her ear as the voice mail continued.

-        She scanned the café and decided to close for the day since there was no way she could focus after hearing that.

-        That night she made an elaborate dinner for the both of you. Complete with your favorite desert.

-        She makes everything so perfect you can’t think of a better time to give her the ring you bought.

-        After she comes clean you’re a bit disappointed it wasn’t a surprise but at the end of the day she’s wearing the ring and you couldn’t be happier

[falling-heights]

Hi can I request yan!hcs for 707, zen and yoosung:)) if it’s too much than just any of them💞 your so talented n ily

707

[Forgive me if this doesn’t seem 100% accurate as I haven’t his path yet. I’m just going by what the other paths say about him.]

Now 707 is definitely the eccentric type. 

He can and most certainly will brag about how he managed to get you as his s.o. before anyone else. 

His obsession would most likely start behind a monitor. His eyes observing you through the camera’s at Rika’s apartment. 

After seeing you though, he’ll dig up any information he can on who you are, your past, and any current relationships you may be in. 

Plus any dirt he can dig up in case he needs to make a quick threat.

Watching you through his computers will become a new hobby, even more so than torturing Jumin’s poor cat. 

He’ll fantasize about doing grandiose romantic gestures all for you.

Much like getting married on a space station. 

He may even share such fantasies with you, relishing in your giddy reactions, though he misses the fact that you think he’s joking. 

Now obviously Luciel is all too vocal about his desires, only to you of course, and it’ll only be all the more shocking when you realize how serious he is about everything he says. 

When you’re life is on the line, however because of the bomb, he immediately steps up to be your knight in shining armor. 

He’d take you back to his secret hideout, and he plans to keep you there. 

He insists it must be this way, as a way to protect you.

Though he doesn’t realize that it’s him who you need protection from. 

You’re life will be filled with nothing but comfort and all you can eat Honey Buddha Chips.

If you’re looking from help, Jumin would be the first to notice any discrepancies. 

He would find it odd that Luciel would suddenly lose so much interest in Elizabeth, but more importantly, he would take notice in how little you seemed to show up in the chats anymore, and when you did, it always seemed… off, or at least out of character. 

Though that’s as far as he’d be able to get. Luciel is far to protective of you by now to let you just slip through his fingers by someone like Jumin Han. 

He’d likely set up a call to Jumin, forcing you to lie about your state of sanity and safety.

Compliance would only be all the more easy to enforce with a sprinkle of blackmail. 

This is a dangerous man, and through his joyous and carefree mask lurks a criminal, who has the ability not only harm the ones you love, but also you.

Though of course he’d never do anything to harm you physically. 

If worst comes to worst, and you forced his hand on the matter, it would likely be a branding of sorts. A contract to seal your fate to his.

Once he has you, there is no escape except through death, but even that is out of reach because of his constant surveillance. 

Your his new plaything, a living doll of the perfect partner.

He likes to think that you were sculpted by some higher being just for him. 

________

Yoosung

Such a sweet little boy Yoosung can seem to be~

At least, that’s how he presents himself to you and others.

He can come across as carefree or lazy

Deep down, though, its busy busy busy

He’s the type to constantly be worrying about your safety and happiness.

He’d consider it an honor to be able to see your smile every day

However, if you have yet to even know each other personally, you’ll be nothing but every thought he has until the RFA party. your help, he can break away from the delusion- though it’s quite doubtful if he gives in to his yandere side.

Yes, in the game, he obsesses over Rika, but I’m sure with 

In terms of types, Yoosung is a stalker

He can be highly protective though eh possesses little to no physical ability to actually protect you. 

He’ll probably pick up a hobby of photography from one of his short-lived clubs. Meaning he’s got quite the collection. 

Anything from you out in public to more burlesque subjects like you undressing.

He can also be the type to get jealous easily, but it’s more in the sense of a pet not getting enough attention.

Yoosung’s sanity revolves around you and how you react to his ever-intensifying behavior. 

Meaning, if you try to deny the feelings he insists you have for, I wouldn’t count my blessings too soon.

Oh yes, if you push him hard enough, he’s more than ready to end both his and your life. 

Poison is his most likely alternative, and he’d likely inject it in you while your asleep.

He’s no brute. Of course he’ll still have a small bit of sensibility in the method of your death.

Whether or not you accepted his feelings, though, the result would be the same. 

See, Yoosung constantly doubts himself, and it would be no surprise if he became suspicious of why you said yes. 

He’d find ways to make conflict, ways to accuse you of wrongdoings against him although through most arguments you’d be innocent.

 If you, in any way, catch this sweet boy’s attention, I doubt you’ll live past the new-found relationship. 

Because he’d rather die with your corpse in his ams than let you go. 

_______

Zen

Oh dear, it would seem you’ve awoken a beast in this man.

Zen is a control freak, not nearly as bad as Jumin, but it shows in your relationship.

He always wants to know where you are, who you’re with, and when he can see you next. 

Don’t be surprise if you’re phone dies and after charging it, you find dozens of missed calls and texts from him. Though of course he could never hold it against you.

[And it’ll nearly kill him if you happen to be the new RFA member.]

Everyone, and I mean everyone will know about your relationship, and just how deep it goes. 

He’s predatory, and likes to mark his territory. 

He’ll leave love marks in the most obvious and the not-so-obvious places so that people know exactly who you belong to.

His fan group may cause some rough edges, but nothing would be able to keep him away from you. 

Controversy or not, you are by far more important than the state of his career. 

Now, how would you be able to awaken this irrational behavior in such a man, one might ask?

Most likely, it would be over some cheezy comment that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and that it’s what’s on the inside that counts. Either that, or you straight up tell him that he’s not your type despite having “flirted with him on RFA chats.

Now something as awfully corny as that would be never taken seriously by anyone else, but we all know the Zen isn’t just someone else. 

He’d browse through all his selfies, then start begging for 707 to show him what you looked like. Now of course, being the reasonable type, Luciel would refuse for as long as he could, but a bribe for a one-way trip to see Elizabeth the 3rd would immediately sell him out. 

Now onto types: An interesting question for someone like Zen.

He’s into the bold type, someone that can keep him on the edge of his seat. In other words, he likes the occasional surprise. 

However, don’t mistake this as an opportunity to take any first steps before him. He always prefers to make the first move, and take the lead of the relationship.

He likes the quiet type, someone who can listen willingly, as he’s a very talkative person. (Especially about himself)

Cuddling is an especially hard-to-break habit with this man. He’ll want to be holding you 24/7

Though, occasionally, even if he tries to hide it from you, you’ll see a glimpse into his darker side.

Thought he’d never consciously hurt you, he can easily lose control.

During heated arguments, it wouldn’t be a surprise if he struck you. And though he may apologize time and time again, and you forgive him time and time again, it’ll haunt him for months on end.

Quite Ironically though, even anyone other than him even tries to touch you, he’ll only see red.

not even you could stop him from beating the shit out of whoever the culprit was. And the worst part, he’s in no way apologetic about it, as he sees it as only protecting you.

He’s not the most idiotic yandere though. 

The only reason he’d have to kill if if someone attacked you physically or tried to ruin your image in any way. 

Murder is his last resort, but it is in no way beyond his ability. 

I wouldn’t trying to turn him down either. 

Although he’d never kill you (as you become his point in life), he can most certainly make your life seem like a living hell. 

His fans are a lethal weapon, and if he makes mention that you broke his heart, they would all end up targeting you until you agreed to go back to him. 

In the end, you’re best just going by everything he says and desires. Because the consequences are far worse than what he can offer you. 

[aminiatureworld]

Storms

Ship: RFA + Minor Trio and GN!Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 5,431 words total; about 700 per person

Premise: A rewrite of an old request I wrote back in 2017 (link here).

Author’s Note: These are less headcanons and more fics outlines lmao but hope you like this rewrite. I do considering I can barely stand reading the original, my writing has thankfully improved, and I hope it will continue to do so. I haven’t written in 2nd person in literal years (3rd person ftw) so I hope it doesn’t come off too strange. 

Two notes. Firstly I’ve done my best to make the reader gender neutral. If you catch any gendered terms feel free to tell me so I can fix it. Secondly, I haven’t played Another Story yet, rip my broke ass, so if V and Saeran are a bit out of character, that’s definitely why. I’m working on it haha. In regards to V I simply know almost nothing about his route, and in regards to Saeran I’ve decided to ignore what I know about his route, mostly because this was hitting 4,000 words at that point and an in depth HC involving canonical thing would probably be about that length. Sorry this is so long and thus the final HCs a bit rushed. Thanks for putting up with me! Hope you enjoy!

Ao3 link in reblog

Zen

Having a fear of thunderstorms was one of the most obnoxious fears on the planet sometimes. Especially when one is surround by 60 mph gusts of wind and the house one lives in feels like 80% glass.

This was the predicament you were left in when a series of storms passed through the first week you and Zen were officially dating. Oh joy.

Despite how in love you were with Zen, revealing one’s fears, especially when they seem vaguely irrational, is a difficult thing to do, so you teetered towards Option B

That being: Don’t tell anyone, keep calm, if you need to take a break go to the bathroom or say you forgot something in the bedroom. Okay? Okay.

However this flawless plan of attack lasted only about five minutes, and the first clap of thunder had you ready to bolt under the bed.

Zen, bless him, was utterly oblivious, listening to the backtrack of a song he was working on and occasionally making such benign comments as “that’s a lot of rain” or “wow that was loud”

Yeah. That was loud. Help me.

Eventually it got a bit… much, and you had to make your excuses about getting a book from the television/living room. Since it was in the “basement” part of the complex you’d figured that it’d be easier to hide out there. Just turn off all the lights, try to find earplugs, then count down the time until the storms were over.

Unfortunately the weather wasn’t adhering to this plan very well, how typical of it, as the storms were supposed to last until the early hours of the morning. And it wouldn’t exactly be unobtrusive to not eat.

So after ten minutes in the dark you went out to help Zen prepare dinner. At least no one needed to go to the grocery store. And today’s menu included Japchae, so always a treat! It was going to be okay, nothing was going to happen. It’s fine.

At least that’s what you told yourself until a particular bright flash of lightning streaked the sky and you promptly jumped and dropped the sweet potato noodles on the ground.

At this point Zen switched from oblivious to overly concerned. Say what you will about him but he was truly a sweetheart when he noticed something was wrong. As he helped you pick up the spilled noodles, assuring you that there was enough still in the package to use, he asked what was wrong

You explained that when you were little your grandparents had a house in a village in the countryside and one summer day lightning struck a powerline, causing it as well as two houses close to yours to burn down.

Zen responded with such concern. “Oh MC I’m so sorry to hear that! Was anyone hurt? No wonder you’re uncomfortable around storms now.”

“It was such a long time ago, and it’s so unlikely to happen again my lifetime… I don’t know why I’m still so afraid, it’s so stupid.”

“It’s not stupid to be afraid of something. You don’t have to hide your fears around me sweetheart. There’s no shame in it.”

Unfortunately words usually cannot make fears go away, but safe to say you were touched. Picking up the rest of the noodles and disposing them you and Zen shared a sweet series of hugs, and maybe you wouldn’t continued down that route if the water hadn’t begun to boil and dinner was once more brought back into stark focus.

Afterwards you guys ate in front of the tv, turning on a random crappy show and making fun of the announcer.

You could still hear the thunder every once in a while, but Zen made sure you felt safe and happy, cuddling you, doing something to draw your attention to him at the beginning of each clap of thunder, and keeping up a steady stream of conversation, even about the most mundane of things.

Your fear still wasn’t gone, and you still weren’t excited for the rest of the week, but at least you had someone with you who truly cared and was actively trying to make you feel better. You knew Zen would always be there for you, and that knowledge would carry you through the most anxious of times, to the other side.

You truly loved him so much.

Yoosung

Sometimes you wished that you could disappear into something as easily as Yoosung did, both with his games and with his studying.

Yoosung was in his first year of veterinarian medical school and, having just passed the first series of exams, had invited you over to the apartment he was leasing, for an evening of games, television, and overall hanging out. It would’ve been more of a date, but the weather was impressively stormy and, much to your relief, it was decided that staying inside was the better option.

Yoosung was loading up a game on the tv and you were checking to see what remained in the fridge, when a bolt of lightning raced across the sky; suddenly you became aware of just how very high up apartment buildings tended to be, and, much like usual, the logical part of your brain repeating Googled information about lightning rods was replaced by a static of anxiety floating around in your brain.

Returning to the TV room you nervously picked up the controller, hoping that Yoosung wouldn’t notice. Not that you didn’t trust him to understand, indeed you’d hardly met anyone as understanding as Yoosung, but it was more that years of being told “it’s just rain” had kinda gotten to your system.

The first half an hour or so was alright, the quiet mental notes you were taking told you that the storm was still far enough away, although there was no doubt it was getting closer; something reinforced by your, hopefully, discreet checking of the weather app.

When the storm arrived, oh boy did it arrive.

The winds felt unbearable, screaming terribly, rattling the windowpanes with fast, stinging rain, so much so the outside looked less like the outside and more like the middle of a whirlpool. A whirlpool that occasionally set itself on fire, the lightning dispersed by the odd shadows of the rain.

At this point all pretense fell out the window.

“MC?” Yoosung looked over as you’d dropped the remote and drawn your legs up to your chest, burying your face in your knees, all thoughts blocked out. “MC.” Yoosung said a little louder, putting his own remote down on the coffee table and scooting over to where you were sitting on the couch. “Hey.” He wrapped his arms around your shoulders, something vaguely uncomfortable considering the position you both were sitting in, but still a welcome presence, a bit of comfort making its way past your wall of fear.

“Not a huge fan of thunderstorms I see.” He said when the storm had calmed down a bit. You let out a shaky sort of laugh. Understatement of the century, wouldn’t you think?

“I have an idea!” Yoosung ran out of the room, leaving you to curl yourself up again, until he came back, a pair of headphones in hand.

“These are the best noise cancelling headphones I own, and they cost a fortune so they’d better work.” He placed them over your ears, and immediately you noticed how muffled the sound became. Evidently it must’ve shown on your face, because Yoosung smiled even wider, nodding gently before picking up his remote again.

As the storm continued so did the gaming. At some point you guys ended up thrown about the couch, cuddling each other, and occasionally knocking elbows when the gaming got intense. When things were finally over you two lay there a little longer, although you’d taken the headphones off.

“Thank you.” You whispered, content.

“For what?” Yoosung smiled. “That’s what boyfriends are for.”

“Not all boyfriends.” You countered “You’re special. The best boyfriend one could ask for.”

And you meant it.

Jaehee

I imagine both you and Jaehee not being huge fans of thunderstorms. They frightened you, and to Jaehee the volume gave her a headache, not to mention the fact you were both living in a cheap apartment on the ground floor while the coffee shop’s purchase was still new; and the whole structure had this obnoxious habit of vibrating with both the lightning and thunder, leaving everything a bit discombobulated and very unpleasant.

The coffee shop wasn’t much better really, open as it was, the whole front being 85% glass and only 15% brick.

So when you both checked your phones and saw that storms were on their way it was all about planning.

Since you couldn’t afford to close the shop for the week you instead put a large display in the windows, putting up cardboard trees, birds, and whatever else would block most of the view.

You went through the store, making sure everything unnecessary was unplugged.

Really it was probably a bit overkill, or at least Jumin and Seven certainly thought it was, but hey better safe than sorry.

The apartment was given the same treatment, blinds and shutters were closed, toasters and charging cords were unplugged, and Aspirin and earplugs were stocked up.

The week of the storms was really incredibly unpleasant, with you two sneaking in hugs and kisses whenever the line of customers was small, squeezing each other’s hands when a particularly bright streak of lightning flashed, or when the thunder seemed to become unbearable.

No dawdling home this week, much to the chagrin of both of you, who’d taking to park exploring and other such mundane things that both you and Jaehee had missed out on, her due to work and you due to being shut up in Rika’s apartment for eleven days.

Nevertheless neither of you were particularly keen to venture out in the middle of a storm, so instead you two headed home, a night’s worth of musicals and cuddling ahead of you.

Dinner was spent in front of the tv, although usually you two usually made a point to eat at the dining table it was in the most windowed room in the house and thus not meant to be.

Zen’s beautiful tenor might not have been enough to completely drown out the storms, but it was certainly a help, not to mention the large doses of cuddles you were giving one another.

But really the best part about it was just being able to talk freely about your fears, you both having the reference that those who don’t suffer with what’s widely considered an irrational fear in modern times don’t understand.

And that was really what kept it together for you two. You’ll always be there for one another, you’ll always understand one another.

Eventually the clock struck the hour and you both realized that not only would there be work tomorrow, but musicals can’t much be enjoyed when you’re only paying half attention.

You got ready for bed, both making a final sweep for plugged in appliances that might burn out if there should be an energy surge.

Right before you two drifted off to sleep you gave Jaehee a small kiss. “What was that for?” She whispered. Everything was so beautifully comfortable, so cozy and intimate, and your happiness in that moment overpowered all fear.

“I just love you, I love you so much.” You replied. Jaehee blushed, but returned the kiss.

“I love you too. Forever.”

Jumin

It’s not that you hid it from him because you were embarrassed, well at least that wasn’t the main reason. It was more Jumin’s habit of blowing everything out of proportion, to the point of hindrance. That was really what you were afraid of, you just needed calm, need comfort, not yoga or whatever was to be the cure. And not that Jumin couldn’t or wouldn’t give you comfort, but the likelihood of him giving you calm was maybe a bit more debatable.

So you tried to keep it hidden, mentioned nothing of it on your way out the door in the morning, avoiding the topic in the messenger, even when Seven started to go on and on about windspeed – did the bastard know something?

Things seemed to be going… okay? I mean they weren’t great, you were constantly pushing down the urge to hide in a closet or something, but hey Jumin wasn’t aware yet. Success?

The trip home was certainly unpleasant, and the text that your husband was working late again certainly didn’t seem promising, but hey there’d be Elizabeth, and the bedroom had amazing blackout curtains. So, yeah, it’d be fineeee.

At least it would be if the damn penthouse didn’t have windows for walls. Something that certainly wasn’t normal or part of the regular plan.

Nor was it really possible to take a nap with the thunder so loud and your thoughts running high, really it’d probably be better on the lower floors if you weren’t so sure of people being there.

At this point the plan became less of “don’t let Jumin know, play it cool” to “survive whatever the cost”, which yes perhaps was also an overreaction on your part, but you knew damn well that all rationality had long fled, and you weren’t about to go chasing after it, that wasn’t what you needed right now. Rationality was also what had you go into a google wormhole about terrifying lightning related accident. Need one say more?

So you picked up a perhaps a bit disgruntled Elizabeth the 3rd, and buried yourself under the covers, stroking her fur at regulated intervals, trying desperately to pay attention to the video you’d loaded on your phone, to less than perfect success.

You wouldn’t say that you were dozing when Jumin came home, it was more like you were so deep in your fears that you really didn’t have room to pay attention to anything else.

“MC?” Jumin was instantly alert when you didn’t run to greet him at the door, something that had really become tradition between the two of you. Him being also a bit of a worrier – and a bit being perhaps a gracious way of saying it, lovely though it can be – his first thoughts were that you’d hit your head and passed out somewhere, but the fact that Elizabeth had also not come to greet him clued him in that you two were most likely holed up somewhere, perhaps napping, as had happened a few times before.

His surprise then when you turned out to be in bed, distinctly not unconscious or asleep, holding onto Elizabeth like a vice, was really immense.

“Darling, is something wrong?” You knew he meant something rather more akin to “Something is definitely wrong and I’m very worried and hope you tell me, if not I might become a horrendous paranoiac and never stop bugging you but I also want to be polite about it.”

You folded quite quickly, deciding that it really wasn’t worth it, you were in such a state, and the anxiety was still in complete control of your brain, excuses weren’t about to be made.

In a moment Jumin had enveloped you in a hug, which you were glad to accept, discreetly kicking his phone away hoping that he’d not notice it and get it in his head to send for a meditative trainer or some such thing, since that wasn’t what you were looking for, at least not at the moment.

Thankfully though he seemed more focused on your wellbeing, asking you to talk through your anxiety, gently drawing circles on your back in an attempt to get rid of excess tension. It felt good to be able to release your stream of consciousness, even if it was a bit embarrassing. Every time you started feeling a bit overwhelming you’d insert an apology here and there but Jumin would simply shake his head and assure you it was fine

“After all, you were so patient and understanding when I went through a crisis of consciousness, when all my emotions were suddenly flooding my mind. You listened to me then, the least I can do is listen to you now.”

After you’d exhausted your thoughts and you two had laid there a bit, cuddled together, basking in each other’s presence, you two went to the kitchen, where Jumin insisted he’d make dinner himself.

You weren’t happy to be in the windowed room again, but one flick of a discreet switch and they were suddenly shuttered closed.

“You can do that?!”

“Of course?”

“Ugh, the idle rich.” You shook your head and Jumin feigned horror. This act went on throughout dinnertime, another thing to help soothe your nerves, as well as Elizabeth, who was being awfully nice, curled up in your lap.

Every clap of thunder and Jumin would hold your hand or give you a kiss or hug, again trying to distract you.

Afterwards it was watching trashy soap operas – really you couldn’t understand why Jumin adored these shows so much, he really did secretly have a flare for the dramatics – and more cuddling.

As the night got later and you got sleepier you realized that, though the anxiety wasn’t completely gone, you really were quite content.

“Ah, I wouldn’t mind this every time it stormed.”

Jumin chuckled at that. “Why not? Anything to make you comfortable and happy.”

“You’re going to spoil me terribly you know.”

“Again, why not? Comfort isn’t spoiling someone, and if it was I’d spoil you rotten. You deserve the universe, I’m just giving what I can.”

And really the comfort he gave you was worth five universes at that moment, but wasn’t he always worth that much?

Saeyoung

Saeyoung’s reaction to your fear would probably initially be teasing.

Not because he thought it was funny, more his brain still found sincerity a hard thing to grapple with, and he found his knee jerking reaction be to try and make fun, enough fun for you to forget about everything.

You knew this of course, had long ago learned his patterns, his mannerisms and habits, and initially you tried to play along with it, after all the only reason he knew you were afraid of thunderstorms was because he’d caught you running into the closet on the CCTV in Rika’s apartment. If it weren’t for that you would’ve been perfectly happy with him never finding out. Surely you could humor him a bit.

Well anxiety has a funny way of sharpening one’s nerves, and by the sixth joke you were ready to pull your hair out, both from Saeyoung and from the storm.

“Hey Saeyoung? I really do appreciate what you’re doing, don’t get me wrong, but I… I don’t think this is going to be the way to sort it out.”

“Oh… I see.” Saeyoung faltered. Saeran, who was also not a fan and was thus gaming, probably with the volume at unhealthy rates, still managed to snort out a “I could’ve told you that.” Saeyoung shook his head apologetically.

“I’m sorry MC… I, uhm. Yeah…” For a moment you both sat on his horrifically battered couch, the tension rising. Saeyoung screwed his face up in thought, before launching himself towards you, wrapping you up in a huge hug.

“I.. Saeyoung-?”

“Cuddles are a miracle cure.” He said, kissing you on the forehead. “They’ll chase away the storms, just you wait, and in the meantime, how about you teach me how to make something other than sandwiches.”

“I know you know how to cook.” You pointed out, at least happier with this approach, but Saeyoung shook his head.

“I forgot. I can now only make ham sandwiches, and that is truly a sad fate. Won’t you help me? Oh cook in shining armor.”

You rolled your eyes at that “Isn’t being the hero more of your route?” But agreed to make something with him.

Saeyoung really put everything into the “I forgot act”, and you soon found yourself distracted by his antics, peeling onions with a vegetable peeler, “accidentally” getting flour in your hair, tackling you with hugs and kisses the minute thunder or lightning even attempted an interruption. You found yourself either laughing or breathless from his attention, and when your anxiety was too difficult to ignore you allowed Seven to wrap you in a hug as you buried your head in his shoulder, his arms acting as a barrier for the sound.

Dinner took a horrendously long time to cook, something Saeran was sure to point out, but it really did help. As you two were cleaning up dishes Saeyoung paused for a moment.

“Being a hero really isn’t my thing you know.”

“Huh?” You’d sorta forgotten the earlier conversation amidst all the antics.

“You saved me MC, from myself, my own destruction. The least I could is chase away a few thunderstorms. I’d do anything to make you happy. So, I hope that you can be happy.

“What a silly thing to say.” You said, giving him a peck on the cheek. “I’m already so very happy, so incredibly glad to have you in my life. Indeed, if this isn’t happiness then there is no such thing.”

He really was your hero, your knight in peculiar armor. And you wouldn’t have it any other way.

V/Jihyun Kim

V hated thunderstorms. Although he’d agreed to get his vision fixed, the date of the surgery was still some months off, and in the meantime every storm sent him in disarray, the sudden loudness of the thunder a disconcerting reminder of his own vulnerability, the fact that if even one thing in his life shifted he was likely to run right into it.

Being someone who had such a visceral hate, he was quick to become aware of your anxiety as well. It was something he just picked up on, before you had the chance to even think about hiding it from him.

“I see I’m not the only one who hates when it storms.”

You weren’t really surprised by his fear, he’d made it quite clear how he disliked to be reminded of the vulnerability that came from being blind, his eyes were already an ever present reminder of his past, a reminder of the feelings that had rotted inside him, which were so difficult to reconcile with.

So during the storms he ended up focusing most of his nervous energy on you, preferring that to morbid thoughts about the path his life had taken.

Coincidentally you tended to have the same reaction, and thus stormy days, though far from pleasant, became a semi-pleasant ritual, full of affection and comfort.

You pointed out the lightning and counted the miles out loud for him, something that helped him ground himself in the world, feel a little more in control of the situation, and in return he kept up a steady stream of conversation, telling you how your fears weren’t silly, how much it mattered to him that you were happy, and all the things you’d do together when the storms passed.

Sometimes you two turned on a podcast, or a video whose audio V had heard multiple times before, another exercise in familiarity that helped comfort you two. He also didn’t mind whether you kept the lights on or turned them off, only wishing to keep at least one window open, to keep track of the storm’s progress.

He also was in the habit of singing or humming at random intervals, his voice kept you in the moment, rather than in an endless loop of “what ifs”.

By the end of the storm you two were often exhausted, which is why they so often ended with you two tangled together, already half asleep.

One such time you were about to sleep, only barely awake to nod when V said the storm had passed.

“Jihyun,” you mumbled, hearing a hum in return. “I love you.”

V smiled, hearing that from you always felt like a moment of rejuvenation, of sudden clarity.

Kissing your forehead he hugged you a little tighter.

“I love you too.”

Saeran

Saeran loved storms. Loved the sheer, raw, uninhibited power they exuded, the proof of how natural ruled above all.

You knew that. You also knew that storms were, in fact, the bane of your existence, and that you’re rather die than sit up and watch them with him.

But you also didn’t want to disappoint him, didn’t want to be a source of unhappiness in his life, so when Saeran eagerly looked out the window and called out “MC! It’s thundering!” You reluctantly dragged yourself over to watch with him.

At first it was alright if you focused on him more than on the outside, the awe and glee he took in watching the rain was endearing, the happiness marked so clearly and without inhibition. It was something that almost took your breath away in how beautiful it was, the joy of somehow who’d had so little of it.

Then the first clap of thunder arrived and you’d nearly sprained your wrist, slipping on the counter and banging your arm.

Saeran’s attention was immediately turned away from the thunderstorm and he looked at you curiously.

“Are you alright MC?”

“Yeah, I’m fine, it’s just, I’m fine.” You didn’t want him to know. It made him so happy, how could you ever take away from that, holding you bruised elbow you excused yourself to the bathroom for a moment, saying you needed make sure nothing was serious.

Of course that excuses could only last for so long, but the bathroom seemed such a comfort compared to the windowed rooms, and you lost track of all sense of time or space, curled up in a ball, leaning against the cold wall, the linoleum tiling keeping you grounded.

Eventually however it came to an end, and there was a short knock before Saeran turned the doorknob and opened the door.

“Something wrong?” He asked, immediately realizing the answer to that question after looking at your position. Kneeling down to face you he cupped your cheek. “Thunderstorms?”

You nodded, despite yourself. You really didn’t want to take this from him. But he didn’t seem to have felt like anything was taken, instead kissing you on the forehead and opening his arms for you to envelope yourself in them, something you did gratefully.

He held you, rocking you slightly, whispering random bits of words, random pieces of song, anything to keep your anxiety lower. Nudging the door shut once more you two stayed there for a while, and you finally felt yourself calm down.

“I’m sorry.” You mumbled.

“For what?” His tone was that of genuine confusion.

“For taking away watching thunderstorms from you. I don’t want to take anything away from you of course, I really don’t. I’m so sorry.”

“Oh MC…” Saeran peppered your face with kisses. “You haven’t taken anything away from me. I can still watch the thunderstorms, can still love them. Your fear isn’t something to be ashamed of, we all fear things in our lives, all have things we’d rather throw aside. I’m always here for you, always. It’s something I chose, and would choose over and over again. And that choice doesn’t mean I cannot chose to love thunderstorms, or watch them. It just means I have to make sure you’re comfortable as well. Besides, I wouldn’t want to do something that made you uncomfortable, not if I could do something about it. So don’t talk like that anymore, okay?”

You nodded, feeling reassured and slightly sheepish. He really was too good for words.

You two stayed in the bathroom until it became too uncomfortable, when you moved to the bed. It was a lovely evening, the storms having mellowed into a gentle rain.

Wrapped in Saeran’s arms you suddenly felt such a rush of emotions overcome you, contentment, bashfulness, love. Especially love.

You loved Saeran so much. And you always would.

Vanderwood

You’d really rather not tell Vanderwood.

You two were the cynics of the group, sarcastic, unfazed, or rather you hid your general emotions to the larger group in a swath of wit and humor. You really didn’t want to tell him that you were afraid of what was essentially a fear that had outlived its purpose.

It wasn’t that you didn’t trust Vanderwood with your true feelings, indeed sometimes you felt as if Vanderwood was the only person you could trust with your true feelings, a sentiment they had reciprocated multiple times.

It was moreso you already knew how much people saw your fear as overreacting. Didn’t need your partner to join the bandwagon of slight bafflement and bemusement, even if they couldn’t help themselves.

So there you were, sitting on the couch, storm on full display, trying not to dig your head into the side of the lazyboy as Vanderwood sat typing away on their computer.

Unfortunately the storm grew more and more violent, and you quickly grew more and more uncomfortable, your plans of nonchalance having really taken a critical hit.

Before you could think of a proper excuse to go into the bedroom closet and have a bit of a scream a huge clap of thunder shook the complex and the book you’d held in your hands plummeted to the ground.

Vanderwood immediately got up and shut the blinds. “I forgot you don’t like storms.” They said, closing the last of the blinds before turning around to your startled face.

“You know I don’t like thunderstorms?!”

“Was I not supposed to?” They looked vaguely confused, and not a bit amused.

“No.” You buried your hands in your palms.

“No I was or no I wasn’t?”

“You weren’t.” You groaned. “It’s embaraassing.”

“Why should it be embarrassing? Look, MC.” They walked over to you, taking your hands in theirs. “There are a lot of embarrassing things people are in life. Of which I’m at least half of them. I cannot say a lot of things with great confidence, but I can say this. You aren’t the least bit embarrassing for having an incredibly common and practical fear.”

“A fear that should’ve died out with the invention of bricks.” You muttered.

“Perhaps. But we both know that’s not how it works.” They replied. “So don’t feel the need to hide something like that. Okay?”

You nodded and Vanderwood smiled, before giving you a hug, something which you gladly reciprocated.

It was a quiet evening, one of easy cooking and laughing at miscellaneous videos, of making fun of spy shows and swapping stories.

In the end you probably shouldn’t’ve been so surprised.

Vanderwood was an amazing partner, caring, funny, observant, loving.

Perhaps it was okay to have such a fear around them. And if it was okay with Vanderwood than everyone else would have to suck it up, because really two people’s opinions mattered to you on the fact, yours and theirs. And in this instance you’d found yourselves completely in accord.

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I loved the platonic Zen one so much! Would you want to wrrite it from Zen's pOV and he is in love with MC? He would be just staring at her and in love with her but MC is too drunk to notice? Thanks!

Uhm this is literally such a cute idea !? I’ve never written from Zen’s POV and first person makes me feel silly... but let’s throwback to English terms I’m going to use third person limited to him :)) I hope that works for you

Wtf is this POV. Idk. I always refer to the lovely reader as “you.” Today you are “she/her.” If you want something gender neutral feel free to request ! Also I’m sorry if this sucks I’m playing around with points of view

Clubbing - Zen (Zen’s POV)

Warnings: alcohol (duh)

Summary: you’ve had a long day at work. Zen has been meaning to take you to some of his favorite clubs. You’re so pretty... even when you’re drunk, even more so when Zen is drunk. He’s caught feels

She had had the worst week ever, or that’s what it had sounded like. She was texting Zen everyday after work giving her update: “People were extra shitty today,” “working late,” “Friend’s being a real bitch.”

This week had sucked for her. Zen was determined to make it better though! She sounded so tired over the phone. Just exhausted of all the shit she had to put up with. So he recommended they go out clubbing, get super wasted together and let it all out. He knew it’d be therapeutic for her and, heck, maybe with a few drinks in him he’d forget how bubbly and hot he felt around her all the time. That’s the last thing she needed tonight.

He knew she was in desperate need of a fun night, so he picked the bar that he frequented that was right by a college campus. The scene was always lively and the people were nice. It’d be a good pick. His Uber arrived to the spot first. He had to look cool while he waited for you. He had dressed the part! Ripped jeans, a plain white shirt that was slightly fitted to give a little taste at his muscles, and the leather jacket he had pulled out from the back of his closet. He looked pretty cool, and definitely hot. His fans would have a heart attack seeing him in this ensemble, leaning against the wall, a smirk on his face.

When she got out of her Uber, though, that whole persona fell flat. He felt like an idiot. Why was he leaning against the wall! That was so stereotypical. His smirk had definitely changed, hopefully to a smile instead of a grimace. He was being an idiot.

But wow. She looked so good. She had on a skirt that looked so soft and her legs looked so pretty and he was staring at her legs for way too long. And her shirt was a high-necked, slightly cropped top. Not enough to show off her stomach, but just enough to hang there where a little bit of skin would peek out when she moved. She was so so beautiful. She didn’t even have to try. Of course, she had. She looked amazing. Ahhh how long had he been staring!? Say something! Say anything!

“Hey!” It was supposed to sound way cooler than that, way more chill. It came out as more of an exclamation. He was just so excited to see her.

She walked closer to him, a smile on her face. “This better be worth the commute,” she teased. It was a long Uber ride here, but he’d just have to make the trip even more worth it. The pressure was on.

He pushed himself off the wall so that he could better face her. “Oh it will! I’ve been so busy I haven’t been here in a while, but I doubt it’s changed.” He made his way into the building, staying close to her side. It often got pretty busy here. “It’s right outside of a college so you get all the fun college students here.” He had to raise his voice to speak over the music, but she seemed to be listening thoughtfully, a smile on her face as she nodded. God, that smile! Look anywhere else, Zen.

“Sounds messy,” she commented, her eyes scanning across the college students already getting drunk. Her gaze focused on a group of sorority girls in super high cut crop tops and high-waisted shorts. She pulled down her shirt subconsciously to cover up more of her stomach. It shot a pang to Zen’s heart. Did she really think she was any less attractive than these girls? She was so much more beautiful than them.

He chose not to comment on it though, instead following their conversation, explaining how all the students here were fun, as compared to regular bars where there were always people moping mixed in the crowds. He only ever came here when he wanted to get completely hammered and have a good time, but considering that’s what she needed, this was the perfect spot.

She was gazing at him for a little too long; Zen felt his body heat up under her gaze. What was she thinking about? Hopefully only good things. She continued on the conversation as though nothing had happened. “So, what do you typically start with here?”

“Shots. Classic move, especially for the med school students. You’ll see them soon enough. They start off with fireball then make their way down to the cheapest vodka as they get more drunk and can’t actually taste it.” It sounded like he had been here too much; he hoped he didn’t sound like an alcoholic.

But she didn’t judge him. She never had. She was so sweet. She just smiled, suggesting they follow their influence.

Zen offered to go get the drinks, heading up to the bar and placing their order. His eyes caught his own in the reflection in a mirror on the back wall. Why did he look so nervous? He’d need more alcohol to get through tonight. He requested another round of shots.

She seemed surprised to see the four shot glasses he balanced back. “Do they normally do two at once?” She asked, not bothering to hide the surprise in her face.

He shook his head. Don’t blush. Don’t blush. “Nah, they’re too broke for that. But I thought” that I didn’t want to be fawning over you all night. That I can’t look at you without thinking how pretty you are. That alcohol would help. “It’d be fun,” he finally mustered out. He handed her the shot glass, IGNORING how he felt as they brushed hands when they clinked their glasses against each other’s. He downed it smoothly, the burning feeling at his throat deliciously taking his mind off of her. That is until she had her mouth puckered and was shaking her head, holding back a cough. She looked cute even while doing that. “Good?” He asked her, still taking in her reaction.

“Perfect.” She grinned. “Round 2?”

“Already?” Thank God. More alcohol equals less strange feelings.

She laughed. His heart fluttered. “Well, it’s here isn’t it? The faster we can get drunk the better.”

Amen. He clinked the second glass and downed it even quicker than the first.

They got drunk fast. Zen had a constant stream of alcohol flowing through his body, begging it to stop thinking of her in that way. She tried to keep up with him, though, which got her drunk as well in no time.

“Will you sing karaoke with me?” He asked, his face heating up the second he realized what he had asked. What a strange question. One she’d never agree-

“Sure!” She laughed out loud. “I’ll even let you pick the song.”

Any song. Any song. A song he could remember the words to. A song you definitely knew. Maybe something a little romantic? No. Probably not. He settled on “Ain’t No Mountain High Enough.” A perfect duet. It’d show off his voice well, everyone knew it, it was cute without being too lovey.

He clicked the wrong song. “Before He Cheats” started playing. Not what he intended at all. He stumbled up to the stage and grabbed the microphone, desperate to pull attention away from such an odd choice of a song. “Hey, I’m Zen and this is my...” he blanked into the microphone. NOT girlfriend. Friend. Friend. “Best friend!” He introduced, announcing her name for the audience before the song had begun.

She took the song in stride. In fact... she probably got too into it? “This is for my asshole ex!” She cheered at the instrumental break. The crowd went wild.

Say something say something say something. “A-and all my old managers who told me I’d never make it,” he added. Everyone cheered again.

She made her way over to him, time seeming to slow as he watched her foot catch on the microphone cord, leaping to action to catch her before she could hit the ground, arms around her back as she had one on his chest to steady herself. His body felt like it was on fire.

“That would’ve hurt like a bitch,” she commented, laughing. She was drunk drunk, huh? He helped her up, grasping her hand firmly and guiding her over the wire to his side of the stage. They finished the performance hand-in-hand; he hadn’t wanted to let go.

Once they got off the stage, they didn’t get a moment of relieve, a man calling her name. Why did he introduce her? Nobody had the right to cat call her like this. He whipped around to face the man, blinding white anger in his eyes. She had such a shitty week, she didn’t need this. “If you so much as look at her right now I swear to God I’ll knock you into-“ his eyes widened as he took in the startled blonde boy in front of him. “Yoosung?”

Yoosung didn’t move, unintimidated by drunk Zen. “Hi!” He greeted. She turned to face him, her skirt fanning as she moved. Zen snapped his eyes away from her and back to the man in question. “You guys are kinda drunk.”

They burst into laughter. Duh!! Wasn’t that obvious. “What are you doing here?” Zen asked, ignoring the previous comment.

“Oh, well I live right down the street.”

Her eyes lit up in enlightenment. “Oh my goodness you are a college student!” She seemed very proud of this discovery.

Yoosung went on about playing LOLOL but Zen was more focused on her, the smile on her lips, not reserved as it sometimes was, but in full form, nothing held back. The way her eyes sparkled under the light and... back to the conversation at hand.

“Oh! I have a great idea!” He interrupted Yoosung’s very boring story, focusing the conversation on her.

“I’d love to hear it.” She was always so nice.

“Why don’t we just crash at Yoosung’s place tonight? We won’t have to pay for an Uber.”

Yoosung seemed shocked. “But-“

“That’s pretty smart,” she butted in, nodding. “What do you think Yoosung?”

She could get anyone to listen to her. She was so damn charming. Yoosung didn’t stand a chance. “I- I guess that’s okay. As long as I can play LOLOL.”

“Yay!” She cheered, clapping excitedly. “We can go now. Lead the way.”

As the three headed out of the bar, Zen noticed her walking was shaky. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder to steady her and she followed suit. They weren’t much more stable walking down the street, but he felt better having his arm around her to keep her safe. Yoosung had unlocked the door for them and they shuffled in.

“I only have like... a bed and a couch,” he explained. “But we can figure something out.”

She let go of Zen’s body, leaping out of his grip to look around the place. “Wow Yoosung! This is cute as hell.” She was cute as hell.

Zen made his way to the couch, plopping down on it at the same time as her. His legs banged into hers clumsily, but he shifted so that she could lay on top of his. Were they really going to sleep in the same place?

“Is that really comfortable?” Yoosung asked, directing his attention to her. “You can take my bed.”

Zen glanced over at her, pouting. He was not sharing a couch with Yoosung, especially after almost getting to share it with her. She seemed to get the hint. “Nah, this is great. Will you get us a blankie though?”

As Yoosung left to get the blanket, Zen shrugged off his jacket, tossing it to the floor. She ran her hand through her hair, the locks falling messily around her face. Yoosung came back and draped the blanket over the two of them. “Is this okay?” He had asked.

Zen chuckled, cozying up to the blanket. “Perfect. Thanks Dad,” he teased. Yoosung blushed more. She giggled.

“Night Yoosungie! Don’t stay up all night.” She called. He wanted a nickname. Not fair. Yoosung set down some Advil and water on the coffee table and wished them good night. The room was suddenly silent.

“I want a nickname too.” Zen whispered.

“Zen isn’t even your real name,” she retorted.

He groaned. “I want a cute name like Yoosungie. Why don’t I get a cute name.”

“You’re plenty cute already,” she muttered, clearly tired. “Goodnight Zenny,” she giggled, blowing him a kiss. He fake-caught it, pinning it to his chest. Maybe tonight wasn’t all that bad after all.

[rayneul]

Ray Route Bad Ending 3 Guide

(donʼt/never answer messages it give good heart so i suggest dont answer it :))

Day 8 (100%)

01:37 – Rapid Contact

Selection 1 I can’t sleep.

Selection 2 I might need some help now…. (Nothing)

Selection 3 There’s something wrong with the chatroom.

Selection 4 I’m scared…

Selection 5 …. Then what will happen to me?

Selection 6 That’s because I have to keep my promise with Ray… (Ray)

Selection 7 …Did you read what I’ve been writing so far?

Selection 8 I want to go rest now… I’m tired….

Selection 9 Wow…what’s it about? (Nothing)

Selection 10 But right now we have more important matter at hand. (Ray)

Selection 11 I think it’s better not to miss anything that could raise our name value.

Selection 12 I think it all depends on his luck…

Selection 13 But you can’t pessess and actor on stage.

Selection 14 I’m into games.

Selection 15 I’m too scared to sleep alone…

No Caller ID & 707 Calling

- Yes I am… Who is this?

- No recording, please.

- There’s one missing.

- I can’t hear you.

- Was it you just know who pulled the prank?

- What if I get caught lying?

 03:46 – What Should I Do with You

Selection 1 Yes…?

Selection 2 I thought you’d be mad if I don’t….

Selection 3 Please don’t play with me….

Selection 4 Okay….

Selection 5 Maybe….

Selection 6 Why would you be mean with food…? (Nothing)

Selection 7 I’ll be good to you!

Selection 8 How can I make you happier?

Selection 9 I’ll get used to it fast….

Selection 10 I’m sorry…

Selection 11 I’ll do anything you tell me… Please don’t throw me away.

Story Mode – This is ridiculous…

- Ray has become different… I  was so alarmed.

- No longer here…?

- Can’t you save me…?

 Saeran Calling

- It would have been great if I could help you with hacking skills.

- I’m ready.

- I’m drawing it while listening. Keep talking please.

- Don’t imprison me…

07:21 – In My Opinion

Selection 1 Is it because of the governmental commendation? (Nothing)

Selection 2 Seven, you don’t have another you hisdden within, do you…?

Selection 3 It’d be near impossible to win….

Selection 4 Now there’s stronger and smarter hacker. Because the one before him was no good.

Selection 5 I’m scared….

Selection 6 The part will be held, right…?

Selection 7 Hello….

Selection 8 Don’t you think it’s better to accept when an offer is made?

Selection 9 Isn’t it a little suspicious that Seven is against it? I thought he liked anything that’s free.

Selection 10 Please trust Seven a little more. (707)

Selection 11 You didn’t want commendation because of your guilt.

Selection 12

So you don’t deserve the commendation….

Selection 13 I’m going to vote for you!

Selection 14 I think he offered the commendation only because he’s V’s fan.

Selection 15 We will be holding parties, right?

Selection 16 Good idea! (Email from housekeeper)

Selection 17 What files? Are they important? Can you send them to me too?

Selection 18 Have a good one.

Selection 19 You must be feeling awfully sorry.

Selection 20 Are you stitching right now?

Selection 21 Be careful not to prick your finger! (Nothing)

Jumin Calling

- Do you oppose in receiving the government commendation?

- Maybe…because of political reasons?

- Worst scenario?

09:03 – FINALLY

Selection 1 Zen… Can you talk to me..? This is so hard….

Selection 2 Now all you have to do is go out there and show them what you’re made of! (Nothing)

Selection 3 I don’t see anythng noteworthy apart from your face.

Selection 4 Hey…

Selection 5 Sounds delicious…. (Ray)

Selection 6 It feel so good to see someone else showing the evil I can’t….

Selection 7 I think I prefer bad guys.

Selection 8 I’m hungry…

Selection 9 But he added love. You should eat it….

Selection 10 I have a bad feeling about this.

Selection 11 Let’s throw it away and make a new one.

Selection 12 Did the luck really burn…?

Selection 13 Precious is food….

Selection 14 Make sure you’re on time. (Nothing)

Selection 15 Hungry…

Selection 16 Does it really make me lucky?

Selection 17 Can I cut them in chunks? (Nothing)

Selection 18 Yoosung, wanna marry me?

Selection 19 Back there you were neglecting your stew while chatting, weren’t you?

Selection 20 Yoosung, you’re adorable.

Selection 21 I’m going to enjoy it with my bias.

Selection 22 But I can’t even share it. I think I’m getting hungrier…

11:16 – I Really Want to Know!

Selection 1 Did the stew taste good?

Selection 2 I think so… You’ve done well. (Nothing)

Selection 3 Are you just going to leave me here?

Selection 4 There’s not much time. (Ray)

Selection 5 I wonder why you didn’t get a contact, Yoosung… (Nothing)

Selection 6 Why would you want to make sure?

Selection 7 Are you that timid?

Selection 8 I think Seven has so many stories….

Selection 9 Yes, I will. If there’s something I can do. (Ray) Depending on the situation.

Selection 10 Alright. Run along.

Selection 11 Can you call the prosecution series to find me?

Selection 12 Zen… I’m sure it’s nothing! (Ray)

Selection 13 IS this what the lucky stew brought upon you?

Selection 14 This isn’t related to me, is it…?

Selection 15 Didn’t you say V is calling you? (Nothing)

Selection 16 Yes, please do.

Yoosung Calling

- What are you uneasy about, he’s only being interview. Yoosung..did you…did you do something?

- Wow. What if that’s the case? I’m suddenly feeling uneasy too…

13:58 – Very Shocking

Selection 1 This is so shocking.

Selection 2 I’m the one who’s suffering the most…

Selection 3 Are you sure RFA is still innocent?

Selection 4 Or maybe Zen had a stalker.

Selection 5 Long is the pathway of stitching…

Selection 6 Do you think V will be willing to do that?

Selection 7 You’re leaving already?

Selection 8 I’d say it’s 96.74999654%!

Selection 9 Jumin, don’t you have to go now?

Selection 10 Maybe things will turn out the way an authority wants to…

Selection 11 Sure. You need to work anways.

Selection 12 I’ll try.

 Jaehee Calling

- If it’s Zen, I don’t think there’s anything to worry about!

- Why don’t you look into it through the intelligence unit?

- I predict it as 99.99%!

16:04 – V’s Decision

Selection 1 I’m nervous….

Selection 2 You mean the hacker’s attack that’s still going on?

Selection 3 Have you now realized that you’re not good enough.

Selection 4 No…. If you cancel the party, then I…

Selection 5 It doesn’t sound completely rational.

Selection 6 You mean we’re not going to hold the party? (Nothing)

Selection 7 No… What if I’m thrown away?

Selection 8 But then won’t that affect the guests in a bad way?

Selection 9 Okay…

Selection 10 For what?

Selection 11 I don’t think I can trust you…

Selection 12 I’m scared… It feels like something will fall upon me.

Selection 13 My introduction to the RFA itself is a secret…. (Ray)

Selection 14 He must have a secret mission of his own….

Selection 15 Doesn’t that mean the messenger will soo be in crisis because of the hacker?

Selection 16 Bye.

Story Mode – Okay, that’s enough edge for today

(Door Opened)

- I don’t deserve to make any thought.

- I…think you’re amazing.

- I don’t deserve to say no.

- Yes…

- Yes…

- Yes.

 V Calling

- V…this is tough.

- It’s nothing.

- Would you have made that decision if you were truly worried of me? What are you going to do if I do fall in danger?

18:31 – Sorry. This is all my fault.

Selection 1 Zen! Is your interrogation over? (Nothing)

Selection 2 Since you’re talking about selfies, I’m guessing nothing big happened? (Nothing)

Selection 3 What happened to the rehearsal? (Nothing)

Selection 4 Maybe that’s one of the emergency features of the app. Everything going on in here is confidential, you know? (Nothing)

Selection 5 Probably…..

Selection 6 Seven you must be busy.

Selection 7 There won’t be a party. Looks like I’m not useful anymore.

Selection 8 The party’s intention was never good in the first place…. It’s all V’s fault.

Selection 9 Is this true? (Nothing)

Selection 10 So what did you tell them? (Nothing)

Selection 11 It’s too late. You need to tell us what’s going on.

Selection 12 You sure have a lot of secrets.

Selection 13 Are you running away…? Though that is one option….

Selection 14 Where are you going? (Nothing)

Selection 15 Seven can manage himself. He’ll be fine… right?

Selection 16 Even if you do, he won’t tell you what you want… As always.

Selection 17 Will you come save me if I’m in trouble…?

 Zen Calling

- I’m worried that your looks would have deteriorated.

- What’s there to be complicated about? You’re done with the prosecution interview, the party on hold is V’s decision, and Seven… he’ll take care of it himself.

 20:48 – Cornered

Selection 1 Didn’t V say that he has a favor to ask you? (Nothing)

Selection 2 Can’t we talk to V to change his mind?

Selection 3 Do you think they’re also watching ‘me?’ (Nothing)

Selection 4 Tell me a secret. Anything is fine. Even if there won’t be a party, I must prove that I’m useful…

Selection 5 What is he up to now?

Selection 6 It’s fairly common to see an innocent people framed after a single wrong move… I should know. (Ray)

Selection 7 V guaranteed my identification. You shouln’t be suspicious of me.

Selection 8 Even if I do something wrong and someone finds out…I’ll be thrown away before someone arrives.

Selection 9 I need to do as they tell me….

Selection 10 Even if I do, I know that you’ll throw me out faster than they can save me.

Selection 11 I’m sorry….

Selection 12 Please don’t do that….

Selection 13 Am I useless now?

Selection 14 What are you going to do to me…?

Selection 15 Please don’t throw me away…

Selection 16 Okay… What do you want me to do?

Selection 17 I’m scared….

Selection 18 …I can only do what I’m told to do anyways.

Selection 19 Okay…. (Nothing)

Selection 20 I’ll try.

 707 Calling

- I’ve lost contact with the RFA members! Please let me get in touch!

- Can you hear me? Tell V that we must have the party! If not, I…

22:14 – Treasure

Selection 1 Role play.

Selection 2 Hello…Ray.

Selection 3 Saeran and I are doing well… (Ray)

Selection 4 I don’t remember them very well… I must have forgotten because I’m an airhead.

Selection 5 I think so….

Selection 6 Now I know… That I’m nothing special…

Selection 7 Bye…

 Saeran Calling

- I’m not up to something. I’ll here quietly.

- Yes. I understand. Do as you like.

23:39 – Survival of the Fittest

Selection 1 Why won’t you come see me?

Selection 2 I never thought about that. I’m too stupid to reach that part.

Selection 3 Do I deserve to see her…?

Selection 4 Hello, my savoir.

Selection 5 Where is Ray? My savoir! Please love me… Aren’t you the founder of the RFA…? (Ray)

Selection 6 My savoir…?

Selection 7 I made a mistake… Please let me make up for it!

Selection 8 It’s all my fault. I’m an airhead.

Selection 9 So you did save Ray…!

Selection 10 He must enjoy torturing me.

Selection 11 So you’re saying…I am useful, aren’t you?

Selection 12 …Now I know that I’m weak.

Rika Calling

- Not interested. He’s not Ray.

- Are you trying to say is that you saved him?

[cinnamonbun-dai]

a neko and the rfa

neko! reader x rfa + saeran 

(*≧∀≦*) fluff (*≧∀≦*)

i didn’t write for v since i don’t know much about his character yet 

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Jumin:

Let’s be honest, he was first interested in you for you cat like appearance (but he started getting feelings for you when you started talking fully)

He wondered if you would get along with Elizabeth the 3rd

Makes you wear a collar similar to Elizabeths’ when you go out without him

“Ju I don’t need to wear that stupid collar...” “But what if you get lost? Plus it looks cute.” “I won’t get lost...”  “Remember the time you got lost at the park and started crying.” “...shut up.”

Over time he won’t be able to fall asleep without your purrs 

He already knows all the cat soft spots thanks to Elizabeth the 3rd so be prepared for the most enjoyable ear scratches and pets

He also can read your emotions pretty well thanks to it

He feels bad when he needs to go away for work so he’ll make sure to give you lots of attention beforehand

Wear his clothes and meow and he’ll be dead

He will buy you custom made clothes that fit you properly and that accommodates your tail

Zen:

Isn’t a fan of your ears and tail

He’s scared you’ll end up hurt with being with him 

Firstly because you’ll be in the public eye and his fans may not like that he’s with someone and secondly he’s scared people will try and get you for your appearance 

He takes antihistamines or try and get his cat allergy fixed so he can give you proper attention without sneezing and wheezing

 He’ll practise his lines with you until you fall asleep  

Finds it adorable when you purr from hearing him sing 

“~eternety is just an illusio-”  *purrrrrrrrrr* “Aw does my kitten like my singing?” “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to-” “Don’t apologise it’s cute.”

He’ll teases you about your height or tendencies just to see you get angry 

Makes you cut your nails everyday cause he doesn’t want any scratches

Like Jumin, he will probably buy you custom clothing 

Jaehee: 

Will expect you to take care of Elizabeth the 3rd when she’s at her apartment since you seem to understand the cat better then her and it means she can work without interruption. 

Out of all of them, she’s the one that puts the least focus on your cat features

She’ll even teach you ways to conceal your ears and tail so you can get a job if you want

Takes her some time to be comfortable with you and her feelings 

But once she is, she isn’t shy with random head pats and scratches

She’ll feel really bad when you physically react to her ignoring you for work 

“I’m sorry (Y/N) but I need to finish this for Mr.Han.” When your ears flatten a bit and you let out a low-pitch whine she’ll be :( 

She makes sure she makes up for ignoring you 

She loves baking with you and makes you little fish shaped treats 

Yoosung: 

Please, please make him understand you aren’t RIka or Rika from another universe where people are hybrids (especially if you’re blond)

He’ll let you lounge around his small apartment while he plays LOLOL 

If you place your head on his lap while he plays he’ll scratch the back of your ear occasionally 

Will cook for you even if he isn’t good at it

Please praise him and thank him when he does and it doesn’t turn out well 

He’ll use you as a way to not study, please don’t let him do that he needs to study 

“But you need more cuddles and you need your tail fur trimming... I can help you!” “Yoosung you need to study you have a test.” “B-but...”  “If you don’t study I’ll tell Jumin to call your mother.” 

If you want anything just give him big eyes and your ears up and attentive and he’ll give it to you 

Seven/Saeyoung : 

He’ll pester you like Elizabeth the 3rd

You’ll be sleeping and he’ll suddenly pick you up and nuzzle and kiss you (even if he does end up getting scratched)

“Ah! What are you doing? Put me down!”  “Shhhh let me love you!” 

He’ll let you bring some blankets and cushions into his workspace so you can sleep while he works like that he has an excuse for Vanderwood to leave him alone 

“Seven have you-” “(Y/N) is sleeping shhhhh...”  “Hi Vanderwood.”  “I tOlD yOu To SlEeP sO I cAn GiVe HiM a ReAsOn To BuG oFf.” 

Absolutely will make you those little collars to go on the end of your tail with little bells 

He’ll also make you a necklace with his number and address on it incase you get lost when exploring around the town  

When he’s being cold and depressed and doesn’t want to talk to you (plus needs time alone), the sound of the little bell on the collar will remind him that you’re still there for him 

When he goes to bed he’ll make you purr (not in that sense he just likes to hear you purr it helps him relax) 

Saeran/Ray:

Please don’t hurt this baby

Like with everyone, it’ll take him a while to trust you

When he feels like he’s going to have a breakdown, he may come and pet you to distract himself 

Unlike the other ones who may make you were a collar for security reasons (in case you get lost mainly), he’ll make you wear one due to possessiveness

Extremely overprotective of you  

The minute you both start cuddling he won’t stop 

He’s been touch starved for years and finally having someone to hug and cuddle with just makes him extra clingy (plus your soft ears and tail are a big bonus)

“Ran can you please let me go? I need to go take a shower.” “But you’re so comfy and soft...” “Please... I swear I’ll be back in 30 or so minutes, or you can join me in the shower if you have your heart set on not letting me go?”

Matching chokers

Doesn’t want to affiliate you with his work because ‘he doesn’t want to ruin your innocence’ (you just look innocent to him and he wants to keep it that way)

Before he’s healed he’ll feel bad when he gets more violent and Ray takes the backseat/can’t have control 

If he ends up attacking you he won’t be able to forgive himself 

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(unedited)

[unwiltingblossom]

A fun thing about Jaehee is that my first route was Zen's and I disliked her there, exactly because you said: She treats him like he is owned by his fans when this is obviously wrong. Then one of my friends told me: Play her route and you are going to love her and then... Well my dislike only grew. Seriously, the basics of having a job is talking to the boss. I'm always speaking with my boss, asking questions and when needed asking to leave earlier for health etc. Why doesn't she do the same?

I got off on a REALLY bad foot with Jaehee to begin with because I went for Zen first and I was like ‘w t f woman back off my man, also leave us alone we can date if we want to’, but found out later that it was just the whole Korean idol culture and understood her position better. I didn’t like it, but I understood her.

It’s actually only as I learned about her route that I really started to dislike her, because I went from Zen to Jumin, and arguably as I said her best showing is in Jumin’s route, because she hurls minimal abuse toward him and actually shows herself to be very devoted both to the company and Jumin’s mental health.

It’s only once I learned about her behavior in her own route, and then played Yoosung’s route, that my dislike for her really grew. The sheer amount of abuse she hurls at Jumin and then blames on him is...staggering. Admitting she’s being inappropriate but then shrugging it off anyway and continuing to do it is annoying, and the way that Zen will just jump in and start attacking Jumin every time supporting her regardless of circumstances got frustrating, too. (though of course he did it because of his personal issues with Jumin)

I just...

like you said, communication is SO VITAL in work, and Jaehee actually has no excuse NOT to communicate. He’s easygoing, he won’t fire her over speaking her mind, and they talk in a private messenger every day. She refuses to do that, and instead chooses to humiliate and undermine him at work until he finally can’t take it and fires her, and she acts like he’s the one in the wrong. Jaehee, he can’t fix what you don’t tell him is wrong.

[seilahsacress]

This is a Naruto and Mystic Messenger combined rant

Spoilers if you haven't seen one of them yet. I personally think Naruto spoilers are ok, if you're anything like me you won't have the mental strenght left to finish this terrible series and just look everything up online at some point anyway but I heavily recommend you play MysMe blind.

Oh well

You've been warned!

Don't proceed longer

Itachi and Rika are the same shit and I don't know which one's apologists I hate more. I think Rika fans are worse? Since they always felt slightly more real to me? But the same goes for Itachi apologists too? Seriously, which side's apologists are worse?

Both those people committed what can be called the absolute worst crimes imaginable to humans. Itachi committed an ethnic genocide out of nationalist feelings. Rika started a cult that kidnapped and drugged people so that she can play the goddess there. Their actions had to have catastrophic effects on the true victims in the respective scenarios, right? There are. MM actually portrays them. Don't know about you but I personally can't get over that scene where Seven had to physically restrain Saeran from committing suicide. Just... Shudders, really...

Then how do the narrative and the fandom treat those unarguable villains? Free forgiveness :D Ignoring the real life implications of their actions, hiding behind pseudo intellectual concepts to excuse them, whining how complex things are when they're attacked and overall "holier than thou" attitude... Oh boi... In for a ride... SCP-001 proposal "When The Day Breaks" (Apologies for adding a third fiction franchise to this post, now you can proceed)

The excuses people make to whitewash their favs are disgusting. For Itachi stans, it's "politics are complex uwu" followed by zero real life examples where an ethnic genocide was justifiable. For Rika stans, it's brain-melting to read manipulations of social issues. They hide behind her "tragic backstory uwu" and the smartass "mental disorder T-T" argument, and treat you like the fucking idiot if you dare "stigmatize" this poor victim girl. Fuck you.

Itachi is a war criminal, Rika is an abuser. There's no way to mental exercise one's way out of this. Those shitty "they thought they were doing the right thing, they were tragic backstories and mental disorders T-T T-T" excuses don't mean fucking shit. Sit down and imagine the real life implications for a second, I beg you.

Do you know who else may have been thinking they were truly doing the right thing? Communist dictators. Suicide bombers. Whatever. You name it. Do you know who else "had no other choice T-T sad T-T complex politics T-T"? Savage bastards organizing the Armenian Genocide.

Do you know why people go through abuse? Cause there are abusers out there, and fuck them. Do you think abusers are merely mainstream "ehe ehe >_< fun to evil~" Hollywood dumbshits? No, most of the time they genuinely believe they're entitled to the other person's appreciation. They have their own "feeeeeelingz~" and sad issues the victim is "obligated" to help them through. Wow, sounds a lot like a specific MysMe girl! Do you know who else other than Rika had an abusive childhood and suffers from depression, anxiety? Billions who did better than being abusers and criminals themselves. And do you know just one more person who was also sick in the head? Fucking Hitler.

In both Naruto and MysMe, respectively Itachi and Rika get away with shit. Former more in a meta sense but whatever. We all know the deal with Naruto's shit narrative, fuck it. Then Rika? The girl from a series I actually like? Welp... She's not punished. Yoosung and Zen don't even know a thing. She's taken good care of and the moment Jumin maybe considers that she needs to face consequences (someone else on Tumblr exactly wrote "bless his soul" and I second it), she's sent away. And appearantly Seven is ok with it? Lmao time to pretend the last few episodes of SE2 never happened and we have an entirely new SE3 to explain all the unresolved plot points.

[juminsmysticmc]

For a request idk if this to vague but anything angsty is fine for me. I'm not feeling too well and think reading something like that would help. But do what's best for you as well.

⚠️TRIGGER WARNINGS⚠️

RFA try to save their kidnapped child

Hey there, I know, this took ages to write but I finally did it. I hope that you are better by now and feel much better. I am sorry if I couldn’t reach out for you. Please DM me, I would like to support you, okay? 

Jumin

The only thing you could hear were voices from afar and a sniffing little voice next to you as darkness surrounded you.

What in the world just happened?

Suddenly, everything came back at you.

,,DADDY, MOMMY IS AWAKE!“ the snorting sound gasped, opening the door and letting the bright light come in again.

,,Mc!“ Jumin said before he entered the room a bit later, closing the door and turning on the light.

Luckily, it was a much dimmer light.

,,How are you, my love?“ he asked you.

You looked around as reality hit you. ,,Where is… my baby? Jumin, where is our son?“ you asked him.

Jumin stroked your head and began to tear up.

,,I know that this is hard on you, Mc, but you need to tell me what happened… My men are already working on finding him but… you need to tell me everything you remember…’’

And so you began to tell him how you walked hand in hand with your children and the bodyguards from the playground and how suddenly you heard the bodyguards yell.

,,Everything went by so fast… I took our daughter in one arm and grabbed our son to run away, but… someone grabbed him! And, I tried to pull him! I yelled for help but… I don’t know how, but I fell and he let go of my hand and… that’s all I remember…’’ you confessed, crying in your husbands arms.

,,We will find him, we will…’’

Days went by and no call came; no one who wanted money or anything.

But suddenly, a call arrived.

And so, you disappeared with a lot of money to the requested place on your own, leaving your daughter in Zen‘s care.

You didn’t even tell Jumin, who did his everything with his bodyguards.

But little did you know that Zen had already informed Seven, who continued to track you down and informed Jumin later on.

And indeed, when you arrived, Jumin and his bodyguards were already at the place, a few men in their care and a crying boy in his father’s arms.

,,My… baby!“ you hiccuped and jumped towards him, hugging him too.

,,I will never let anything happen to you again…!“

Jumin tightened the security and even found out that the kidnappers randomly decided to kidnap a kid, finding out later that they caught a rich kid.

Perhaps, a big mistake for their lives.

Zen

,,Hyun, don’t let her out of your sight,“ you warned him, stroking the head of the infant sleeping in your arms.

,,I won’t. I‘m her daddy,“ he whispered before kissing you and your sleeping daughter.

,,Princess, let‘s go to the mall!“ Zen said to your older daughter in a whisper as to not wake up the baby.

,,Why is mommy staying at home with the baby?“

,,Baby, she‘s staying at home with the baby,“ Zen corrected her and stroked her head.

,,Because your little sister has a fever and mommy needs to stay home to make her feel better,“ Zen explained.

The little girl accepted the explanation and walked happily together with her dad through the little street with the little shops on the side.

,,You didn‘t buy that much, Princess,“ Zen wondered after carrying four full bags of clothes, toys, chocolate, and decorating stuff for you.

,,Daddy! Mommy said a little!“ she lectured him.

Suddenly, a few girls began to yell and apparently spotted Zen, who became pretty famous in the last few years.

,,Seri-ah, stay with Daddy, okay?“ Zen told the little girl who nodded.

However, more and more fans arrived and saw Zen, which led to chaos.

,,Daddy! Daddy!” The girl screamed suddenly.

Zen’s heart was shattering when he saw how someone had his daughter on his back, carrying her away from him while she was trying to get off.

,,LET ME GO! MOVE! MOVE! MY DAUGHTER IS GETTING KIDNAPPED!’’ he cried and screamed into the crowd, trying to get away from the fans.

However, his screams got overturned by the fans and they stopped him from saving his daughter.

,,Mr Ryu, I need you to work with us,’’ the officer said to Zen, who was sitting on the cold ground.

The stuff his daughter bought all over the floor, broken, and ready to go to the trash after people stepped on it.

He was in a trance.

Only your voice could make him look up.

,,Mc… I’m sorry,’’ he sobbed and jumped up, hugging you.

Like a little baby, he cried into your chest as you let your tears fall onto his white hair.

Days went by and no one called.

Zen was getting questioned increasingly by the day, but it never led to anything. 

,,I can’t wait any longer,’’ he hissed, one day.

The RFA was currently at his house, Seven sitting at the table, trying to figure out where that man came from.

,,You don’t have to,’’ he said suddenly.

That’s how it began.

Instead of telling the police, Seven, Zen, and Yoosung went to where the GPS led them. With the help of Jumin’s closest bodyguards, they stormed the place.

,,Whatever your reason was,’’ Zen said while he was holding his bloody daughter, ,,as of today, you will regret ever thinking of harming her,’’ he whispered, handing Yoosung his weak daughter and beginning to torture the man who almost killed his daughter.

Yoosung

,,DADDY!’’ the blond man heard, jumping up from the couch and panting.

Cold sweat was dripping down his forehead.

A short glance over to your hospital bed showed him that you were still sleeping.

It was no wonder that after getting beaten up, everyone would sleep that long.

Slowly, without making a sound, Yoosung got up and stepped out of the white room, which was making him crazy.

Just when he closed the door, his phone rang in his pocket, making him fumble the gadget out as quickly as possible.

It was either the police or Seven, and no matter who it was, one of them had good or bad news about the whereabouts of his daughter.

,,Seven,’’ Yoosung said firmly over the phone.

,,I found her. Come out right now. I will pick you up and we will save her, but don’t tell Mc,’’ Seven shortly said and cut the call.

Of course Yoosung didn’t lose any time on going out of the hospital and running up and down in the parking lot where his red haired friend picked him up in one of his cars.

,,Take this and wear this,’’ he said, handing him a gun and bulletproof jacket.

Yoosung was prepared for the worst and just accepted the equipment.

A few moments later, which seemed like an eternity to him, they arrived.

,,The CCTV says that they’re here,’’ Seven showed him on a map of the building.

,,We will enter from down here,’’ he showed him the place, ,,and move this way,’’ he went on, making Yoosung follow his finger with his eyes.

And so they went. Not losing a single moment, both of them walked the way they agreed on.

,,Daddy… daddy….’’ he heard a faint voice sobbing.

The little voice he missed so much, was filled with pain. The single thought about her being in pain made his blood boil.

,,Wait till we have her and then you can shoot as much as you want,’’ Seven said, throwing something into the crowd and fetching the girl as quickly as possible.

,,Assholes,’’ Yoosung said, his violet eyes filled with hate as he hit the man once again and shot at him a third time.

,,Hope you survive with the pain,’’ he said and vanished with Seven from the bloody place, his daughter now in his arms.

Jaehee

,,I’m sorry, Mc. I couldn’t save him,’’ Jaehee said at your grave.

The last thing you begged of her was to save your son before you died in the hospital due to the injuries the kidnappers gave you.

However, Jaehee couldn’t save either you or her son.

Instead, both of you died right in front of her eyes. What did life matter anymore?’’

With this question, she sat down on your grave, her back leaned against your stone while she looked up to your smiling picture.

The last time you smiled went through her head.

How you begged her to save him, her son, and how much you cried the day he was pulled out of your embrace.

Just a few moments earlier, you guys were laughing in the shop, when men in black barged in, shooting in your coffee shop and yelling for money.

Of course, just as every mother would do, you tried to cover your son with your body while she gathered the money out of the cash drawer.

However, life never went like Jaehee wished and the men shot you.

The last thing Jaehee saw was then your bloody body over your crying son, who got pulled away from you and disappeared.

A few days later, when she finally got the call, the day she left you to go and catch your happiness again, just to see him dying in front of her.

Blood over his face, Jaehee couldn’t recognize him anymore if it wasn’t for his tiny voice begging her to run.

,,Baby… Mommy is here…’’ she whispered, stepping closer to the boy hanging. 

,,Run-’’ he begged.

A loud bang followed and his last scream was when everything turned even redder and darker.

,,Jaehee-’’ you gasped when you saw her entering your room with his dead body.

It was the last time she ever heard you before you died from a heart attack.

,,I killed you both,’’ Jaehee cried and held the gun at her temple.

,,At least, I will kill myself too now…’’ she sobbed louder.

The loud gunshot was almost a little noise below the pouring rain as blood dropped on the green grass surrounding your grave.

Saeyoung

The fight was supposed to be over, he thought as he watched your lifeless figure on the bed.

The only thing that reminded him that you were alive were the sobs which left your mouth.

Nothing more.

You hadn’t eaten in days and you never got up either.

Saeyoung knew the next person he would lose would be you.

Suddenly Saeran called him, making him turn around in the big room and approach his brother who was sitting in front of a balck computer.

,,I think I got something. Let’s go and check it out,’’ he whispered.

Saeyoung was about to lose hope, but this last chance made his cold heart grow warmer.

Without telling you anything, he left, ready to fight once again. His father, the man who tried to once again destroy his happiness.

,,You guys finally arrived,’’ the white haired man laughed, him sitting on the chair, the lifeless body of his daughter on his lap.

,,You asshole. If she’s dead, I will-’’

,,Then do it,’’ he laughed, throwing her into the middle of the room as if she was an old bag.

,,You arrived too late,’’ he began.

,,You guys should have let the story die. If you would have done it like that, she would have survived,’’ he said while Saeyoung was still looking at her.

The face, which he only knew with a smile implanted on was pale and as white as the wall.

,,What did you do…?’’ he asked him, hate, despair and sadness in Saeyoung’s voice.

,,I played with her, just like a grand-’’

Saeyoung didn’t let him end his sentence and shot him there where he was the most vulnerable.

,,Asshole, you will go through much worse pain,’’ he hissed. Not even Saeran could recognize his brother while he began to beat up the man who killed his daughter and probably would make you die too...

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MASTERLIST 2

MASTERLIST 3

19.02.2021// 11:29 MEST

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Marshmallow Protection’s Masterlist

You can reach me for Commissions or Trades by clicking the links. Rules.

Updated as of 06/06/2020 (if you think I missed a favorite of yours let me know and I’ll fix the list)

Fluffy Headcanons W/ Saeran, Ray, and Unknown

RFA + Minor Trio W/ soft morning moments

RFA W/ an MC who has Narcolepsy and Cataplexy

RFA + Minor Duo W/ an MC who loves Kids

RFA + Minor Duo W/ an MC who bathes in the dark to relieve stress

Saeran + Seven W/ an MC celebrating White Day

Saeran W/ a Doting MC

Saeran + Seven + W/ an MC who just had a bad day

Saeran + Ray + Unknown W/ an MC who asks them to sleep with them

RFA W/ a Short MC

Minor Trio W/ a Short MC

Saeran + Seven W/ an MC who asks them to come with therapy with them

Saeran W/ an MC who doesn’t like sweets

Saeran doting on his MC

Saeran + MC Beauty & the Beast AU

RFA + Minor Duo Helping an MC during a Panic Attack

Meeting for the first time W/ Unknown

Zen + Jumin + Ray + Unknown reacting to an MC who plops down on their laps

Black Suit Saeran: "Stop laughing! We have to be quiet!"

MC W/ Saeran: “Yes! I punched him in the first! What’s so hard to believe about that?”

MC W/ Saeran: “You’re going to succeed. It’s already written in the stars.”

SE Saeran W/ MC: “Go ahead. Go to sleep. I dare you.”

Black Suit Saeran W/ MC: “You think you can stop these hands? Say that to my face!”

Seven W/ MC: Whelve & Ansare

Saeran W/ MC: Cafune &  Verklempt

Soulmate AU W/ Saeran

Yoosung + Zen + Jaehee W/ an MC who doesn’t say “I Love You.”

Seven W/ an MC who is overworked from school

RFA W/ an MC who comes out as Non-Binary

RFA + Minor Duo W/ an MC who usually dresses dark but tries something different

RFA + Minor Trio W/ an MC who cried themselves to sleep

RFA + V W/ an MC with Brittle Bone Disease

Yoosung + Zen + Seven + Saeran W/ MC who runs off after they kiss them

Music Theory #1 for Saeran

Music Theory #2 for Seven

Saeran + Ray + Unknown W/ an MC who doesn’t believe they deserve to be happy

Saeran W/ an MC who likes Cartoons but is ashamed of it

RFA + Saeran finding out their MC is a boy

Trans Yoosung on his first date W/ MC

Music Theory #3 for Saeran

Music Theory #4 for Saeran

Jaehee + Seven W/ an MC who had to underground for their own safety

RFA W/ an MC who was brainwashed by Mint Eye

Music Theory #5 for Saeran

Music Theory #6 for Seven

Seven + V + Saeran W/ an MC who doesn’t think she deserves food

Soulmate AU W/ Seven

Daddy Saeran Tag

Writing Prompt Lists

Seven + Jumin W/ an MC who wants to go to Cat Island

Seven + Jumin W/ an MC in a Cat Cafe

Saeran W/ MC cuddling

Music Theory #7 for Seven

RFA kids with Separation Issues

Saeran W/ an MC who has a prosthetic leg

MC w/ stuffed animals

Music Theory #8 W/ Saeran

Flirty MC w/ Ray & Unknown

Prompt Lists + Prompts

RFA Kids AU

RFA + Saeran + V w/ an MC with Gastroparesis

MC believing they don’t deserve to be happy” W/ Seven?

Ray + Saeran w/ an MC with a daughter

Matchup + Match Up

Haunted MC AU + Laptop anon

SPN AU

Mob Saeran AU

Zen W/ an MC with Infertility Issues

Seven + V + Saeran W/ an Goth MC

Seven W/ an emotionally unreadable MC

Seven + Saeran W/ an MC who comes home distraught after a family fight

Jumin + Saeran + Seven W/ an MC who calls their Cat their baby/son/daughter/child

Saeyoung, Saeran, and Jaehee W/ an MC who calls little things they love “babies”

Saeran + Vanderwood + Saeyoung W/ an MC with a Child Alter

Seven W/ an MC who wants kisses

Seven W/ an MC with abandonment fears

Saeyoung + Zen + Saeran W/ an MC after a bad dissociation

Seven W/ an MC with BPD

Seven W/ A kid Hacker who lives alone

Zen W/ an MC who has been bullied by his fans

Seven + Saeran + Zen W/ a Burly Lumberjack MC

Saeran W/ an MC who mistakes Seven for him

Saeyoung + Saeran + V W/ a shy Male MC

Jumin + Saeyoung + Saeran W/a Nervous Male MC

Zen W/ an MC with disordered eating

Soulmate AU Ray

Soulmate AU Seven

Seven + Saeran W/ and MC with a Vent Blog

Unknown + Suit + Ray W/ an MC with nightmares

Seven + Zen + Saeran W/ an MC who just needs to scream

Zen W/ an MC who needs comfort

Vent Blog AU

Seven W/ an MC with self-worth issues

Jaehee W/ an MC with a dog

Seven W/ a Trans Masc MC

Jaehee W/ an MC who volunteers

Saeran + Saeyoung W/a Male MC who climbs trees

Zen W/ an MC with low self-esteem

Vanderwood + Saeran + Saeyoung W/ an MC with a placating alter

Unknown comfort an MC

Suit Saeran + Ray + Saeran W/ an MC with Panic Attacks

Jumin + Zen + Saeran W/ an MC who helps others but never thinks of themselves

Zen W/ an MC who has a cat

Saeyoung + Unknown W/ an MC who suffered from Child Abuse

Saeran + Saeyoung + Vanderwood W/ an MC who struggles to eat

Jumin W/ an MC who is planing something and he’s suspicious

Ray W/ an MC who is suddenly affectionate

Saeran W/ a Trans!Male!MC nervous about coming out

RFA + Minor Trio with an mc with bad imposter syndrome

MC who mistakes Saeran for Saeyoung

Saeran + Suit Saeran + Ray walking in on an MC who is changing

Saeran + Suit Saeran + Ray with an MC who kisses them out of the blue

Ray W/ an MC who spoils him

Saeran W/ an MC who gets back at him for biting them

MC calling Ray their prince

Zen W/ a fit MC

Jaehee + Seven W/ a fit Male MC

RFA + Minor Trio W/ an MC who has animalistic triggers

RFA + V W/ a paramedic MC

RFA + Minor Trio W/a female MC who dresses more “masculine”

RFA + V + Saeran W/ an MC with ADHD

Seven + Saeran + Jumin + Jihyun W/ a Trans!M!MC

V comforting an MC about the Quarantine

Saeran comforting an emotionally tired MC

Judas (My Male MC) W/ an MC who loves kisses

Lila (My MC) W/ an MC who kisses her

My MCs and how they react during Panic Attacks

Jumin comforts an MC who lost their job

An MC who can get Suit Saeran to smile

Yoosung W/ an MC who is always sleepy

An MC who was childhood friends with Ray and Seven but Ray don’t remember them + PART TWO

Zen comforting an emotional MC

Seven W/ an MC who cosplays as him

Yoosung W/ a chubby MC

RFA + Saeran W/ an MC during the quarantine

Saeran jealous of Zen flirting with his MC

Zen W/ a drunk and flirty MC

RFA W/ an MC who would rather adopt

Yoosung W/ a Punk MC

Zen comforting his MC

Zen comforting his MC while they’re on their period

Seven scolded by his MC for not eating well

Ray + Seven + Yoosung comforting a crybaby MC

Lila (My MC) with a tall MC

Minji + Lila + Judas (My MCs) reacting to Lumberjack MC

Baby Prompts

Zen W/ an MC on Anti-Depressants

Saeran + Ray + Suit accidentally blurt out “I love you” to MC

Saeran + Seven + Yoosung W/ an MC that’s older than them

Seven + Zen + Jaehee W/ an MC that’s younger than them

Seven checking up on Saeran + his boyfriend and getting called out for worrying too much

What if MC asked to kiss Ray in the Garden?

MC singing Ray to sleep

Anniversary with Saeran

Saeran + Seven W/ a Witch MC

Vanderwood + V + Saeran W/ an MC with abusive family

Ray + Suit + Saeran W/ an MC with resting annoyed face

Jumin + Seven + Saeran W/ a Latinx MC

Vanderwood + V + Saeran W/ an Polygot MC

Saeran + Seven W/ an MC who dotes on them

Jumin + Seven + Saeran W/ a male MC who enjoys staying up late

RFA + Minor Trio Wedding Songs

Jumin + Seven W/ an MC distraught over an injured animal

Chaos Theory + Choi Boys

Unknown coming to “rescue” a depressed MC

Jaehee has a romantic dream about MC

Zen and MC chatting over word puzzles

Saeran + Ray + Suit W/ an MC always ready to fight for them

Jaehee defending MC from an entitled customer

Saeran comforting Lila: “He didn’t do it out of the good of his heat, he did it out of the dumb of his ass!” + Bonus Saeyoung commentary

Zen comforting an MC with severe depression

Ray and his MC laying together

V + Zen + Saeran W/ an MC with dry humor and coarse attitude

RFA W/ a foster child

Zen + Saeran + Seven W/ an MC with an alcoholic dad

Ray W/ an MC who seems apathetic

RFA W/ an MC that self-isolates during depression

Zen x Seven x Reader Polyship

Anastasia AU

Zen comforting a plus-size MC

Jaehee + Jumin + V W/ a quiet and calm MC

Seven comforting an MC with an undiagnosed mental illness

Yoosung W/ a foreign MC

Zen W/ an MC who tosses and turns in their sleep

Seven W/ an Male MC with scars

OCs x Reader Soulmate AU, Minji part two, Judas part three,

RFA + Saeran W/ an MC with PTSD

Zen W/ an MC on the anniversary of their attempt at ending their life + PART TWO + PART THREE

RFA + Minor Trio W/ a comedian MC

Seven + Minor Trio W/ an MC who is a criminal pathologist

Zen + Yoosung + Seven Comforting an MC during a thunderstorm

Judas (My MC) being comforted by the MC about his past

RFA W/ an MC who looks like Rika

RFA + V + Saeran W/ an MC who has them as their phone wallpaper

RFA + Minor Trio W/ an MC who never gets cold

Ray W/ an MC with a fondness for sad flowers

Minji (My MC) with an MC who loves to bake

Zen + Jumin + V W/ a Male MC that’s taller than them

Jumin W/ a paramedic MC who treats him after an accident

RFA platonic cuddles

Saeran + Ray + Suit W/ an Affectionate MC

Most Likely to Least Likely to Tease an MC for a crush on another member

Color Soulmate Jumin

Color Soulmate V

Lila x Reader blurb 2

RFA + V W/ an MC who is always cold

AE Saeran W/ an MC who is still afraid of him

If Jumin dealt with the Bomb,  two

Saeran + Seven W/ an MC who doesn’t like their birthday

RFA + V + Saeran W/ an MC who struggles to speak Korean

RFA W/ an MC with Social Anxiety

RFA + V + Saeran Teasing MC over a crush on one of the other members

Yoosung W/ a Trans Male MC with ASD

Seven + Saeran + Judas with an MC who finds a lump

V W/ an MC who is a pianist

Suit Saeran W/ an MC who is kind to him

Suit Saeran W/ an MC who don’t mince words with him

Saeran + Ray + Suit W/ an MC who cries a lot

Suit Saeran W/ an MC who doesn't react

Suit + Ray + Saeran W/ an MC who calls them a cannibal for eating marshmallows

Zen W/ an MC who cannot stand his drinkin' or smoking due to past abuse

Seven W/ an MC who is still upset about his actions during the bomb scare

RFA + V + Judas + Minji W/ an MC who replaces their items with sweets

RFA W/ an MC who is dealing with a power outage

RFA + Minor Trio W/ an MC on their period

RFA + Saeran W/ an MC whose family treats them like a maid

Yoosung and MC dealing with depression

My MCs comforting an MC who overworked themself

RFA W/ an MC who had nightmares

RFA W/ an MC with large scars

RFA + Minor Trio W/ an MC who gets angry when they’re sick

Minor Trio + Jumin + Yoosung with an MC that’s younger than them

RFA W/ a teen MC

Jumin + Seven + V W/ an MC who was trying to make them a cake 

Seven + Zen + Jumin W/ an MC who looks like Elizabeth the 3rd

RFA W/ an MC who writes their feelings in lyrics 

Jumin + V + Seven W/ an Male MC who doodles them

Yoosung + Zen + Jumin + Seven W/ an MC who wants to braid their hair

Jumin + Seven + Zen W/ an MC who only eats soup

Ray + Suit + Saeran W/ an MC who doesn’t have a cute sneeze

Suit Saeran W/ an MC taller than him

CHARACTER TAGS

Saeran Choi

Saeyoung Choi

Yoosung Kim

Jumin Han

Jaehee Kang

Hyun Ryu

Jihyun Kim

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my good mysme route includes

so I have FEELINGS and rather than deal with them like an adult, I’m going to write about what my perfect MYSME route looks like. Major spoilers so it’ll all be under the cut. I really just want everyone happy and healthy.

this was really really fun to write and I’d love to hear other peoples thoughts on the perfect MYSME route since it’ll be different for everyone depending on what they want their MC doing. 

my MC is a caretaker/mom friend TM (like me) she likes to work but gets bored if she has to do the same thing everyday plus Jumin is my favorite so i chose to have her marry Jumin and use all the free time she has because she doesn't need to work a job to take care of the RFA. 

1: Jaehee and zen becoming best friends Jaehee helps him take care of himself as well as using her connection at C and he encourages her to chase her dreams.

2: Jumin promoting Jaehee to a delegation position where she hires and trains several assistants to do her job rather than get drowned in busy work

3: Seven and Saeran living happily together with a therapy service dog to help with Saerans medicine, panic attacks, and both the boys self care.

4: seven owns a toy store while saeran tends to a garden and play area in the back for kids who do not wish to go home right away (no matter what the reason is)

5: yoosung seeks grief counseling and begins his journey of moving on after rika

6: rika gets arrested and sent to a mental health rehabilitation center where she receives INTENSIVE therapy for and extended period of time

7: v realizes his codependent nature and also receives at least some therapy before he even considers getting into another serious relationship. his councilor advises him to avoid rika and he listens. meanwhile he reunites with the RFA and begins to rebuild the broken trust there.

the end result is that jumin learns to express himself and empathize with jaehee. he marries the love of his life. yoosung learns to motivate and live independently so he is not so swayed by outside influence or so reliant on others to motivate him. he want to improve himself, for himself. saeyoung gets his brother back as well as very tolerant and gentle pet trained to help calm them both down. he is out of the agency and doing what he actually loves, building and creating things that make people happy. zen becomes good friends with jaehee who reminds him how much his acting affects his fans not simply because of his looks but because of his skill as well. she actively cares about his health and happiness motivating and empowering him to follow his dream. jaehee learns to delegate and manage people to get consistent results without being overworked. she hires multiple assistants for jumin and every one has received glowing reviews thanks to her meticulous training. consequently she has far more free time and is planning to open her own cafe after training her own replacement. because she leaves Jumin amicably C&R readily invests in her Cafe and she does very well. V is learning his own self worth as well as becoming okay with the fact that he cannot control everything, and by extension if he is not in control he is neither to be praised or blamed for some things (such as rika’s actions) he is very slowly rebuilding trust with saeyoung, jumin and yoosung as well as the rest of the RFA though he will not be taking the leadership role back. he gets his eye surgery and opens a painting studio. his paintings and photographs are still regularly auctioned off at RFA parties. he learns to be more open and honest so that secrets are a thing of the past.  Saeran tends to a garden and playground behind saeyoungs toy store where many kids play and enjoy a safe environment. he has a therapy service animal that helps him remember his medicine and can help calm him down in the event of a panic attack. the dog also helps him sleep (waking him up if he has a nightmare) and reminds him to take a daily walk since exercise and sunlight are integral to his recovery.  Rika his arrested but thanks to jumin pulling some strings is given the extremely relaxed sentence of 30 years in a maximum security mental health rehabilitation facility. jumin arranges for her to be sent to the best possible facility in the world which happens to be in england far from V, her family, and the RFA. she gets the treatment she needs while the RFA heal from what she’s done. mc often visits each member to deliver snacks, lunches, dinners, or anything else that she’s made in her free time from hand knitted scarves to pottery she is constantly dabbling in knew crafts personalized for each member. she often brings huge amounts of cookies to sevens shop to hand out to kids and leave any left overs for the twins. she becomes the mom of the RFA checking on every member daily and making sure everyone has everything they need to be happy. once things have settled down and the members don’t need her as much she feels a little lost, until she talks Jumin into fostering kittens. her and jumin will have kids eventually but they aren’t in a hurry.

EVERYONE is getting better