#his story is really inspiring and gives me lots of positive energy
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感動
每次看到嘎嘎跳舞都好感動，
特別特別珍惜，
在舞台上的他閃閃發光，
恣意，舒展，意氣風發，
好耀眼，好迷人，
謝謝帶來這麼棒的舞台(比心)，
昨晚當我陶醉在嘎嘎的舞蹈的時候，
看到各位顯微鏡女孩討論戒指，
正在哭泣的我，破涕為笑，
救命呀，I 服了 U 2，
翻看舞台演出的視頻，又哭了，
哭哭笑笑，笑笑哭哭，
一個很難忘的晚上。
#畫#影像創作#繪畫#阿雲嘎#artwork#art#illustration#drawing#doodle#tegaki#fanart#ayunga#ayanga#17th asian film awards#accepted into the lead dancer in the Inner Mongolian PLA Song and Dance Troupe at the age of 14 and became a lead dancer#decided to be a beijing drifter and left the army#hurt his leg and back when he was saving money for university tuition fees#doctor told him to quit dancing unless he wanted to stay in the wheelchair for the rest of his life#got to give up dancing and started exploring his possibilities in music#his story is really inspiring and gives me lots of positive energy#he can still dance a little bit#when he dances it's like a sparkle on stage#his fans are so touched#i can't remember how many times i cried last night
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the cat sitter (part 15) ✧ max verstappen
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𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘼𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙇𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙂𝙤 (𝙆𝙈𝙂)
Pairing: Idol!Mingyu x Non!Idol reader
Genre: heavy angst.
Summary: you both don’t want this, but you know you had to do this.
Date of release: 12/3/22
Words count: 9, 151 words.
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Hello, everyone! after uploading a fluffy shot, I would like to share my latest work that made me cry my eyes out for a few days. It was indeed such a long journey of story development, and I want to share it with you. I use Lisa as Mingyu's ex because FOR ME they are the perfect match. No hate for the queen. My inspiration was a video on TikTok about how seventeen broke up with you. And after watching that video, I have the urge to combine it with the story line that I have before. I really hope you guys enjoy it as much as I do. Any constructive criticism will be good and I apologize if there are any mistakes in grammar or any other else that you found in my writing. Enjoy!
with much love, oppaspearl.
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You know it was wrong to think that your boyfriend is out of love for you anymore when he gives you his world to you, treats you like a queen, stares at you with so much love in his eyes, and always be on your side.
Maybe it’s the insecurity that blinded your mind.
The insecurity that you kept hidden deep down in your thoughts from the day you meet your boyfriend for the first time. He was a stranger back then, a friend from one of your friends that introduced to you at a party. Without asking who is he, what his job is, and how could he can be invited to one of the parties filled with so many Korean top public figures, you know that your friend introduce Kim Mingyu to you.
It feels like yesterday when he shook your hands and give you sweet smile as he mentioned his name. You still can remember how the warmth of his strong hands holds you that night, how you melted inside as your eyes met his. The world seems to be stopped at that time as you both drowned in each other eyes, like in every romantic movie that you always watch when you were fourteen. The butterfly seems to be joyfully flying on your stomach as both of you drowned in conversation that night. Starting from there, you and Mingyu then spent time together a lot.
Then it must become a question if you were so happy with him then why are you feeling insecure?
Here is the thing, working in the Korean pop industry you know a lot. And by mean a lot, sometimes know everything without having to ask. You know how every celebrity goes on date without the fans and media knowing, how they act when the camera was not around them, and furthermore. Working with so many idols from different agencies, making you and your team talk about everything that happened. And Mingyu is one of the hot topics that your coworker always talked about.
How they could not, Mingyu is the perfect package that every girl wanted. Do you want someone tall and bulky? Mingyu got it. Do you want to wake up with the view of your boyfriend cooking breakfast and shirtless in your kitchen the next morning after you have a date? Mingyu could do it. Or do you want to have a boyfriend who understands you and knows you more than you know yourself? Well, Mingyu is the one.
It is not a secret that everyone loves Mingyu since also he is an optimistic guy that radiates positive energy to people around him. As someone who works behind the stage, it was also not a secret for you that some girls from any group or even solo artists are enchanted by Mingyu's charismatic energy. So when most of them know that you become close to Mingyu and had some projects with his group, Seventeen, the girls don’t hesitate to ask you to introduce them to him. You did, but in the end, Mingyu asked you to stop doing that since the person he wanted to get to know more is you.
As your relationship become grow more intense than just friends who spent time together a lot to become a lover, you start digging more about him. Thankfully, you have a wonderful team that told you anything about Mingyu. Well, not talk bad about him, more like his history and other related. You then learn that Mingyu turns out already has two exes and one of them is working in the same industry as him. Your insecurity was risen by thousands as you then learned that the ex that works in the same industry as him is no other than Lisa Manoban, the Black Pink maknae.
You’ve worked with Lisa before for few times and you could tell that she is a living angel. If you could describe her in three words they will be cheerful, kind, and gorgeous. She’s dropped-dead gorgeous. But she’s known as someone who is private and has high professionalism.
If you look back again, you realized that Lisa is the female version of your boyfriend.
You and Mingyu never talk deeply about his past relationship with Lisa, but you know that they dated for almost three years which you are pretty shocked because you were never taught that the relationship can be perfectly hidden for such a long time. What you learn from Mingyu is that they broke up because they start to grow distant due to their job schedule. He also told you that they broke up on good terms and they still be friends.
Many of your best friends think you must be jealous of the relationship that Lisa and Mingyu had especially after knowing about their past relationship. But you assure them, that you are fine with it because it’s part of adulting.
However, you start to feel that you are not fine when the thoughts of your boyfriend don't love you as they used to start to haunt you. More likely the thought of your boyfriend seems not entirely moved on from his ex. You know it’s normal especially when you dated Mingyu seven months after he broke up. This made sense since you read once that mostly after break up, a man starts to realize that he didn’t move on yet from his past in the six months after the breakup.
Also, you may not have the thoughts if something did not happen.
First, it started as a little shadow. You remembered very well it was last month when you accidentally look at your boyfriend's phone screen as you feel it vibrating beside you. While Mingyu went to the kitchen to get more popcorn for both of you, he left his phone on the sofa which landed beside you. Your eyes caught what was on the screen and you realize that it was room chat between him and Lisa. Turned out Lisa just missed calling Mingyu and not after that there was another message from her.
Lisa
23.30
I’m scared, what if something happened? Can you please come here?
“Alright, let’s continue the movie, jagi.”
Mingyu's voice already broke you down as he made his way back to beside you. You quickly turn your gaze to the television before you press the play button on the remote. There are thousands of thoughts running through your mind right now. Why was Lisa calling you Mingyu this late? Why did she ask Mingyu to go to her house at this moment?
But what strikes you the most was turned out all this time when you focusing watch the movie on the television, Mingyu stole some time to chat with Lisa. You know that it’s childish to be upset about it, but you can’t help it. Sighing slowly, you hold yourself up. Maybe Lisa needs Mingyu's help and she was in a dangerous situation when no one could help her. You know the most that Mingyu doesn’t want to make people disappointed or felt alone.
“Are you okay, baby?” Mingyu looked at you with more concern, and his arms wrapped around your shoulder, bringing you closer to his body.
Smiling, you peck his cheeks to assure him that you are fine. When you have a thousand thoughts in your head. “I’m good, just suddenly think about work.”
“You shouldn’t think about it when you're with me, baby.” he pouted before kissing your head. “This is why we have a movie night, remember? Just you and me, with love, not stress.”
You just smirked at his words and nodded. Looked at your response, Mingyu just grinning and softly pushed your head with his free hand, so it can be rested on his shoulder as he holds your tight.
“I love you so much, you know that?” he muttered to your head before kissing it again.
“I know, I love you too.”
“So much?”
“So much, baby.”
Then for the rest, both of you just enjoy the movie tangled to each other. As your mind started to peaceful condition, your eyes slowly close halfway through the movie. The strokes of Mingyu's hands on your hair made you slowly drift to sleep. When you are about to get into a deep sleep you feel Mingyu’s phone start to vibrate for few times. Not only that you can also feel his right finger typing on his phone screen. You just drop it off and let the sleep take care of you.
But the sleep turned out only last for a few hours because you were woken up by the wet feeling on your forehead. Opening your eyes for just a little and between the blurriness, you could see Mingyu strokes your hair for few times before he left you alone in his bed. You closed your eyes, not moving for the next half hour. Your eyes then looked to the digital clock on Mingyu's desk to find turns out it was two in the morning which was two hours after you drifted to sleep on Mingyu's shoulder.
His apartment was too quiet for you and by that, you slowly rose from his bed then opened the door slowly.
You slowly walked to the living room and found it was quiet and dim since the only lights that turned on were only the small light near the window. Your head turned to the kitchen which has an open concept, and you found it still neat and dark. A sigh left your mouth slowly as your cold feet made their way to Mingyu's office which was not too far from the living room. After walking slowly, you finally reached the door which was closed. Your hands slowly turned the knob but you did not find any trace of your boyfriend in the office either.
With empty hands, you just walked back to his bedroom but your walk stopped as you realize that Mingyu's phone laying above the cold marble of the coffee table in the living room. Sighing, you took his phone and brought it with you to his bedroom. Seems like sloppy is still Mingyu's middle name. He always forgets about his phone when he was in a hurry which results in you calling his manager and telling him to pick it up.
The door of Mingyu's master bedroom is closed and you make your way back to the bed to get some sleep. As you put Mingyu's phone on his wireless charger that is placed on his nightstand, the screen lights up. Narrowing your eyes to adjust the light, you saw that it was a new chat from Lisa.
Lisa
2.00
Just get it when you come, the pin is still the same.
There was nothing bigger than your curiosity that night. You really wanted to know what they talked about. Mingyu and you know the boundaries about each other privacy but you both also don’t mind if one of you just want to use your phone because in the end if something was off you just talk about it like every adult does. Tonight, however, you just really to know what they talked at least to make you calm your noisy curiosity in your mind. So, you decided to know the full version because you just don’t want to have another thought or even the worst thoughts that could make a huge impact on your relationship.
Turned out the message between them two was growing more… intense? You learned that Mingyu accepted the offer that Lisa previously asked him which you already read earlier. You also learned that turns out Mingyu visited her yesterday before he went home. The funny thing is that it was the same time when he told you that he went to groceries to get some ingredients for him to cook.
You just standing frozen and staring at the screen. Inside your mind, you were battling with yourself. Should you see the full chat of them to make sure that they didn’t do the last thing that you hoped? Or should you just cool it off and just be okay with it? But is it normal to act like nothing happened when your boyfriend visits his ex without bothering to tell you?
So the heart won, and you decided to let it go and just bury yourself in the thick blanket that has Mingyu scents over it. As you landed on the perfectly comfortable bed of Kim Mingyu and were ready to get more sleep, your eyes didn’t corporate with you. Either it’s because of the coffee you had this afternoon or maybe the strange feeling that was caused by the winning of your heart, you didn’t realize that you’ve been tossing around for hours. Your eyes closed briefly but your mind was busy as hell. It was like a playground, with a lot of screaming, yelling, and storming mixed in one place which was in your mind.
You opened your eyes and find out it was already four in the morning. Sighing you grabbed your phone and play your social media to distract your mind. But as you heard the sound of the main door opening, you put back your phone and close your eyes. You pretended to sleep as you heard the master bedroom door open. Not so long after that, you heard the sound of the shower running, then ten minutes later you feel arms wrapped around your waist and Mingyu's soft breath on the back of your neck.
And so after what happened that night, you never asked Mingyu where he went or what was the reason why he left you alone for two hours. Mingyu also did not tell you about it, so you just let go of it even when you feel an unknown and strange feeling in your heart.
You choose to ignore it.
But you know you couldn't help to hope that it will be the first and the last time Mingyu did that. You kind of wish that Mingyu will just tell you about it without you having to ask first. On another side, you also know that his intention was just to give a hand to help Lisa. It was no secret for you and Mingyu that your boyfriend is such a people pleaser and sometimes you told him that he has to endure it. You know that he has a pure intention to help, not only Lisa but most people that asked him for help.
The worst part is that the feeling and thoughts that you’ve been avoiding kept chasing you, especially when you realize that Mingyu almost spent his time off with Lisa. Mingyu still spent his time with you, but other than you and his groupmates, he spent more time with her. Usually, they went out alongside the 97 groups that you know. Mingyu as a caring boyfriend explains to you that Lisa is currently homesick and since she couldn’t back to Thailand in a short time, she feels lonely. By that Mingyu told you that he and his 97 groups try to cheer her up.
You try to be okay with it and pretend that it was not big deal. But eventually, the reality woke you up. The first thing that made you realize is that you and Mingyu slowly rarely meet each other or have dates like you used to have. Besides that the communication between you is also not more than asking about each other doing and activities. It just feels like you are back to the first stage. It was strange because usually no matter busy you are or he is, both of you will have your way to meet each other such as going home to your or his place, having a breakfast date or even just having a quick coffee run in the middle of your lunch break. You knew that during that time, Seventeen also have a flexible schedule since they just finished their world tour and awards season.
You never thought that it will be a big storm after calming night.
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“So, are you gonna tell him?”
Your head looks up and finds your boss, Suhoon, leaning at your door with arms crossed. Your lips slowly turned to smile as you leaned into your chair while Suhoon walk towards you with both of his hands in the pocket of his pants. Above your glass desk, there was a piece of paper in your grip. Your grip on the paper starts to loosen as you look at it with a blank expression.
On your hold, the letter of scholarship acceptance in New York City for your postgraduate program was laid and you don’t seem happy at all. It was supposed to be a jolly night when the letter came when you are supposed to be celebrating your acceptance for the study program that you worked for about a year. You should celebrate it with your loved one, but here you are feeling empty.
“YN,” Suhoon calls you softly. “You seem lost, are you okay?”
You nod, still looking at the paper that you held. Suhoon who knows you for more than five years, let out a sigh and you know he didn’t buy any of your response.
“Don’t lie, tell me what happened.”
“Just some issues,” you answer slowly.
“With Mingyu?”
Your right hand previously rubs the paper that you hold. Lifting your head slowly, your eyes then met with his brown ones that have been staring at you.
“What’s happening?” Suhoon narrows his eyes before taking sit on one of the chairs in front of your desk.
“I don’t know,” you say, with a low tone.
Suhoon sighs and rubs his temple slowly. Working as your boss for the past six year makes Suhoon knows about you more than everyone in the office. Besides the fact that you regularly spent more time with him in the past to get your job done, you also hung out with him a lot. It made you become his litter sister that he always dream of. For Suhoon, you are one of the strongest women that he knows so far besides his mother and his wife.
Being the last child of the kids in the family and with your family living overseas, makes you grow up alone and used to being alone. Suhoon even didn’t understand why you choose to live alone in Seoul and work hard while you can enjoy living in Europe with your family and work as you wanted.
Little you didn’t know, Suhoon knows you are a fighter, but not for love.
“YN,” Suhoon whispers. “Please just tell me, maybe I can help you.”
“Is it normal for a man to visit her ex at two in the morning while his girlfriend sleeps in his apartment? Is it normal that I don’t want my boyfriend to spend more time with his ex? Is it normal for me to feel sad when my boyfriend even forgets about the scholarship that we kept talking about for months? ”
Hearing your question, Suhoon looks up and his jaw drops. But different from him, you just sit there and didn’t have any expressions that show your true feelings. Suhoon clenched his fist and sighs as he realized who you talking about. All he wants to do right now was to punch Kim Mingyu in the face, but he know he couldn't do that.
Because you love that bastard so much.
“Oppa,” you call him softly. “I don’t want to move to New York, just because I need to run away from someone in here.”
“You know you don’t have to,” Suhoon tells you. “You could just pick a great uni in here and you could move on.”
“But..”
“YN,” Suhoon stands from his seat. “You are YN, one of the best fighters that I know, and one thing I know for sure is that you fight your ass up to finally achieve all this, to achieve the scholarship that you want since you are in your freshman year in college. You deserved to have a life like what you deserved.”
“And what kind of life that I deserved?”
Suhoon sighs again before looking into your eyes. “The life that made you realize that you have to let go of the person that you love, so then both of you can be better. The life that could give you all the love that you deserved after a long journey.”
You nod your head and open your mouth to speak further but then it was interrupted as you hear your and Suhoon's phone vibrates. Without thinking twice, you grab your phone and Suhoon too. Turns out it was one of your team who send messages in the work group chat of your team.
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UPDATE: SEVENTEEN’S KIM MINGYU AND LISA OF BLACKPINK SPOTTED BACK TOGETHER AND KISSED?! FIND OUT MORE [LINK]
As you read the headline, your fingers start to tremble. Not after you read that, your coworker sent you the photos of them. Your eyes look to four photos that are being sent on the group chat. It was them, it was them. The height difference, the broad shoulder of your boyfriend, and even the cap. The baseball cap that you gave him six months ago. Your thumbs just hover over the screen as you look at the final photo which showed that your boyfriend grabs his ex's waist and kissed her on the lips. What is so funny is that in the article it said that they kissed on November 19th, the day of your anniversary.
You could feel your world start to crumble. Your hands couldn't grasp your phone anymore, and your eyes were blurred by your tears. The phone falls back to the carpet and you can see that there is someone calling you and you know who.
Without you realizing it, Suhoon grabs you and hugs you tight. Your head leans to his chest as tears start to stream down your cheek. You feel numb, you feel like you cannot do something, and Suhoon keeps whispering some words to you that you couldn't point at the moment.
It was like Suhoon hugging a mannequin. But that’s what you feel even when your head was in a chaotic situation.
Your body is in pain like you were just falling from the highest building on earth to the lowest ground. Tears cannot stop streaming from your eyes, you wanted to scream but then you were just too hurt to do anything.
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You used to don’t know what is worse than going home with a drunk head.
But now you know the answer. The answer is that going back home to your apartment with your non-stop ringing phone and a broken heart. Your heart begins to pound and your head is ready to be blown up any second. After Dispatch release the photo, Suhoon insisted to drive you back home, and using the privilege of being your boss, you accepted his offer.
On the way back to your apartment, your eyes just focused on the view outside of the car. Your body leaned to Suhoon's leather car sit as he drove beside you. Your cold hands grip your bag as you keep telling yourself to not cry in front of Suhoon. Suhoon who drove the car just let the atmosphere become cold and quiet. He knows that the last thing you need is him bickering and asking how you feeling when he already knows the answer. As his Mercedes-Benz reached your apartment complex, you mutter thank you but you avoid his eyes.
Before you step out of his car, Suhoon's hand holds your cold ones and makes you turn your head to look at him. There were ten until twenty seconds of silence before he told you that he is one call away if you need anything and the only response that he got from you was only a nod.
Still, in your clothes, you are now sprawled out in your bed. Your bag was not too far from you, as you can see that the sky become darker in minutes. Your phone still ringing and you know who try to contact you. You just start blankly at the sky as it becomes darker and darker, while your mind was screaming. You don’t know which was hurt since it was too painful.
Deep down, you know what makes you hurt the most and it was yourself.
If only you know that the man that you love still loves his past, maybe you are not in this position now. You could just live happily and he can do that too. So, you wonder again, is this how the universe trying to tell? With you being Mingyu's girlfriend, make them realize that their love was stronger than ever. Was the universe send you to him, so he can realize how much his love for her?
You wanted to scream.
You wanted to yell to the universe.
But all you do now is just lie in your bed as tears slowly left your eyes. It feels like you are dying slowly. The pain was too hurtful to bear, to at least make you furious. You just feel…numb and stupid. Stupid because you know it will happen and you don’t stop yourself to get hurt.
Slowly you turned your head to your bag that sprawled not too far from you. Your eyes stare at it for a few seconds, before you let out a sigh and slowly sit on your bed as you reach for your bag to get an item. Your hand took your phone from your bag and again for the nth time, you take a long deep breath before your phone screen lights up.
There were some missed calls and new messages that spammed your notification. Of course, most of them were from Mingyu and the rest was from your best friends and all member of Seventeen. Your best friends asked where you were and how are you holding up after the news. From your notification, you can read how they are yelling at each other and how they want to fight Mingyu at the moment.
Besides your best friends, all members from Seungcheol and Chan also asked about your well-being and asking where you were. You get the most message from Seungcheol and Seungkwan who are pretty close to you. From their message, you can feel their worry about you.
Then the last you read how your boyfriend handle the situation that was caused by him, well accidentally caused by him. Mingyu has missed calling you about thirty times, and most of his messages were telling you that he can explain what’s happening, asking where you were, and he told you that he was on his way to your office so you can go home with him. It was roughly five minutes when you arrived at your apartment.
Either it’s because your job to handle some crisis or it was too painful that makes you numb, you sigh and write a message to him.
To: Mingoo ❤️🔥
21.00
I’m fine and I’m already back at my apartment since five minutes ago. I think I need time alone to calm myself, please.
So you just hit the send button before turning off your phone. You don’t know what to do, and for the first time in your life, you don’t know what you should do. It hurts every corner of your body, and you just want to sleep it off, hoping the nightmare was gone when you woke up in the morning.
Maybe it is a good idea for you, to clean your make-up, has a hot shower, and then sleep.
Rising from the bed, you slowly take off your coat and put it on your chair before moving to your wardrobe. Heck, you even couldn’t walk properly. Besides the fact that it hurts every inch of your body, your mind still can’t function properly. Like your mind was torn into some parts that are buried in different yet deep places inside of you. What made it worse is that you don’t have enough energy to look for each piece and fix it like it used to.
Deep down you cursed yourself.
You knew it will happen, but why didn’t do anything?
Why were you just peacefully sitting there while you know it will make you hurt?
There were so many questions you asked yourself, but you couldn't answer one of them yet. You wonder what Mingyu truly feels, was he mean it when he says that he loves you? Was it coming from his heart, or it was just to convince himself that he loves you more than Lisa?
You cannot lie to yourself that you didn't love him because hell you love him more than you love yourself. You realized it when it was already two months after you have the first date with him, you know it was such a short time for you to admit that you love him. Heck, you won’t be this painful if you don’t love him.
As your hand takes some shirts from your wardrobe, your eyes then focused on a black box that is perfectly hidden between your shirts. Without realizing it, your hands slowly grab the box. Tears start to gather in your eyes as you realize what was inside the box.
It was supposed to be Mingyu birthday present.
You remembered very well how you secretly contact so many people as you looked for the jacket that Mingyu always talks about. You remember very well how Mingyu talks about it and sadly said to you that jacket was discontinued. It’s a simple black jacket with the hoodie on, but there were some details on the pocket that made it look chic, which made it suit Mingyu. And luckily you find the jacket in his size.
You are the type that has a hard time keeping everything in secret. So, keeping your gift from Mingyu is a very big challenge for you. It is also the reason why you hid it deep inside your wardrobe. Walking towards your bed with the box on, you keep glancing at the box before you open it.
The jacket was still there, neatly packed with some white tuile to protect it from any dirt. Above the jacket, there was an envelope that has not been closed. You decided to open it and realize that it was a letter that you wrote alongside three polaroids of you and Mingyu. On the first polaroid was you and Mingyu who stares at each other with big smile and so much love in each gaze. Mingyu arms are wrapped securely around yours, as your right hand were on his chest. You realized that it was the photo that you took when you visit his family for Chuseok and the polaroid was taken by his sister as the three of you enjoying the evening view from Mingyu’s balcony.
In the same place as the first one, the second photo has the same background but it has differences. In the second photo, Mingyu looked at the view while you look at him with so much love in your eyes. His arms are still wrapped around you but your hands, not his chest. And the last one was the polaroid of you wrapped around each other at Wonwoo's birthday dinner. Smiles were wide on your and Mingyu’s lips.
Seeing those pictures made you miss Mingyu more. It feels like you just want to run to his arms and beg him to stay. But all of your thought was ripped as your eyes focused on the second picture. It made you wonder if that is how your and Mingyu’s life could be if you just let all of this go. You know that by loving someone, you also need them to be happy.
Those big smiles that you secretly found on Mingyu's lips several times as he typed something on his phone, or the times when you look at his happy expression as Chan danced to one of Lisa’s songs in their fan meeting has made you realize something. Maybe letting Mingyu go, will make him find his happiness which is on Lisa.
Yes, you will be hurt.
Yes, it’s gonna take a long time to heal it.
But you know that you could not make Mingyu happy. You love Mingyu and he loves you, but you know that his love for Lisa is bigger than what both of you have right now. You are not blind, you clearly can see it in his eyes and how acts.
You know it’s time for you to leave and stop being in the middle of two people that fall in love.
And so by that, your body collapses on your bed as tears stream around your eyes. You try to scream but you can’t because it is just too painful. It was too painful for you to let the person that you love the most go and back to his happiness.
But you know, sooner or later it will be more painful to see him pretending to be happy when he’s not. It will be more painful to finally realize that you could not make him happy.
You realized, right now is the perfect time for you to leave.
---
Seungcheol
19:00
He just left the dorm, on the way to his apartment. Are you there? Please be safe, call me if you need anything.
Your eyes look at your phone screen. Reading back to the message that Seungcheol sent to you fifteen minutes ago, you sigh slowly and lean into the chair. You tighten your hands as you mentally prepare for what you want to talk about. Turning your head to see the view outside, you realize that it was already snowing. It’s the perfect time for you to play with some snow and enjoy a cup of hot chocolate. Your mind traces back to the memories of when you used to play in the snow outside with your brother while your mom told you to go back before you catch a cold.
Speak of your brother, you missed him. You missed having him around you, you missed how you can talk for hours about all your problems with him, and you missed how he hugs you to assure you that you are safe. Those warm hugs that keep you calm in the middle of the storm.
Maybe after all of this is finished, you will back home and call your brother right away.
“YN?”
Your head turns to where the voice has called your name softly. The voice was too familiar for you. Standing not far away from you, Mingyu looks at you with his mouth half open. Your eyes meet his and you can see that he looks fresher than ever. Mingyu walks slowly towards you with his eyes still on you while you raise for your sit.
“Baby,”
Please don’t call me that, you beg silently in your mind.
You try to keep your tears in place but your mind betrays you. A tear left your eyes as you sadly smile at him. The mixed feeling that you got as you look at him after two days of radio silence was so overwhelming. Deep down all you want to do was bury yourself in his warmness, but you know you couldn't do that.
“I-I’m sorry,” Mingyu whispers before he walks to you and hugs you tight. As his arms wrapped around you, your arms just stay in the position. You didn’t hug him while he hugs you like there is no day for tomorrow. Tears flow down your cheek as you also can feel a wet feeling on your hair. Indeed, both of you cry.
“I-I’m sorry,” Mingyu whispers again and again before he looks into your eyes. “We can fix everything right? I love you,”
I love you too, but I know you love her more.
You just stare at him blankly. His brown eyes with so many worries as you try to memorize them closely. The moles on his nose, his puppy eyes, every detail of Mingyu that you know will be missed. Especially those lips. Gosh, those plumpy lips that kissed you with so much love and passion. Those lips that give your head and cheek pecks whenever you are wrapped around his arms.
“Mingyu-ah,” you take a deep breath before looking straight into his eyes. You realize how his eyes widened as you call him by his name instead of the nicknames that you always used. Not Gyu, baby, babe, loves, chagi, but just Mingyu. “I-I think we need to talk about it, about us.”
Mingyu looks at you like he knows what will you talk about. Lowering his gaze before letting out a sigh, he then nods slowly before sitting on the sofa. You sit beside him, giving space between both of you. For a few seconds, there was huge silence between you, as you glued your eyes to your hands that were on your lap. You still don’t have any guts to look at Mingyu back but you know he was looking at you.
“Before we talk,” Mingyu’s husky voice ripped the silence. “Can I hold your hand?”
Still lowering your head, you nod at him and take his hands to yours. Now in your sight, you can see clearly how your hands holding his right hand. The difference with your cold hands, his hand was warmer and it makes you hold it with both of your hands. But the warmth of his hand also pulls you to the reality where you have to talk about it right now.
Mentally prepare yourself for the second time, you take a deep breath before asking, “It was true, wasn’t it?”
“Chagi,”
“Please don’t lie and cover it up,” you mumble to him. “I need the truth.”
There was firmness that Mingyu felt in your tone and he knows you already know something. Something that is cruel and has been hurting you. None like other people who punch him in the face, you just sat there beside him and still held his hands.
“Yes,” Mingyu weakly answer.
“Does she knows about us?” you ask. As the question left your mouth, you prepare yourself for his answer next. You were silently thankful that you are holding his hand because it was a distraction so you don’t have to look into his eyes.
“No,” your thumb that slowly caresses his hands suddenly stops.
You were frozen as you heard his answer. Among all the problems, it was one thing that made you feel like just being punched by someone in every inch of your body. But then again, your thoughts just laugh at you, knowing it will be happening. You should have known this. Why did Mingyu bother to let Lisa knows about your relationship with him when he was still in love with her? Stupid you.
It made you realize too that your relationship with Mingyu was being hidden pretty well like how you hid the black box in your wardrobe.
A tear escapes from your eyes and touches his hands. Feeling the wetness of it, Mingyu becomes a little bit tense and you can feel it from his hands. Cursing yourself for letting the tears out, you just nod. You just nod like it was a normal thing that you heard every day when it was not at all.
“I think we should end here, Mingyu.”
As the sentences left your mouth, Mingyu straighten his body but not pulling his hand from yours. You know that your sentence must be shocked him because it honestly shocked you too.
But you don’t have any better choice.
“Y-YN…”
“Let’s end whatever we have in here, Mingyu.”
This time you look into his eyes. There was no trace of stars or even love that you used to see before. His eyes scream confusion, fear, and any of it that you never imagine seeing in his beautiful eyes. While your eyes screams pain and tears welled up, your lips however tugged a beautiful smile. It hurts you too, more than anything.
“Chagi, no.” Mingyu shakes his head and holds your hands with his. His voice becomes tremble as you can see tears in his eyes. “No, we can fix this, please, I-I-I love you… I’m sorry. It wasn’t supposed to be this far, I swear. W-we can talk about it, I tell her now about us and--”
You lower your head and shake your head slowly. “There is nothing we can do, Mingyu.”
“B-But I love you!” His hold on your hands becomes tighter as his voice increased. Yet, you still lowered your head and avoided his eyes. “P-Please, just let’s talk about it and I swear… gosh… I swear to start to forget everything about her. Please just… stay.”
“I can’t,” you look at him. “You love her, Mingyu, you still love her and I can see it clearly in your eyes. Even if we fix whatever it is, it can hurt us, it can hurt you even more.”
There is a pause between both of you, and as Mingyu doesn’t reply to your last sentence, you take a deep breath before continuing.
“I don’t want to do this either,” you chuckle softly. “But I cannot force the person who I love to stay with me because I know it will hurt them, it will hurt you. You deserve to be with someone that you love, Mingyu. You deserved to live and earn that happiness, even when it does not come from me.”
Mingyu lowered his head before you could see his shoulder shake. You know he cries and it hurt you too. Without knowing it too, you also silently cry. Both of you still held each other hands, but both of you also drowned in the cries. Looking up, you sniffle and without thinking twice you pull Mingyu into your arms. In seconds his arms make their way to hug you and you can feel that he still softly cries on your neck.
“I’m not mad at you for loving her, Mingyu,” you say softly as your hands threads his soft hair. “Because you have the right to love the person that you want and you deserve that. You deserve to be happy with someone you love and I don’t want to hold you from that. You still have me on your back, whenever you need me... I’m just call away even when I’m not yours or the otherwise. I love you, and let me love you with my way from now, okay?”
“I’m sorry,” Mingyu looks up. You can feel how your heart broke as you look into his glassy eyes. “I’m sorry I used you, YN.”
You shake your head. “No, you’re not, Mingyu.”
“But I am,” he sighs. “I took you for granted… gosh I used you as my rebound, YN. I used your love to heal my feeling, then I just run away from you by bringing your heart with me. I’m sorry.”
“Hey, hey.” you softly call Mingyu and make him look straight into your eyes. “It’s okay, I will be okay, Mingyu.”
“But I hurt you the most,”
“You are worth it,” you sadly smile. “You are worth the pain that I have, Kim Mingyu.”
---
The street was… emptier than usual.
It was around eleven o’clock when Kim Mingyu’s Range Rover slid through above Gangnam streets. As his left hand was on the wheel and his eyes focused on the road, his right hand was nestled on your hand. Your eyes are glued to the outside view as you lean on the leather seat. Between both of you, the silence was thickly lingering which was different from the usual. Usually, at this hour, you and Mingyu were nestled in each other arms on his bed or having some karaoke car night as you both went to some fast food restaurant.
But tonight, it was different.
There was a box of your clothes in the back seat. Clothes that you purposely put on Mingyu's wardrobe. You decided to take them all with you back to the place they were from tonight. Alongside your clothes, your heart also comes with you tonight as you put back Mingyu’s back into his hand.
After your talk, Mingyu insisted to drive you home. You declined the offer at first, saying that you just take a taxi and you don’t want to make him go back pretty late. Deep down, you just don’t want to be in the same car with Mingyu, especially in the car that always accompanies your date with him.
“I know it's selfish, but let me just…drive you back for the last time. I just want to spend more time with you as… a lover, before today ends.”
You sigh as you look at Mingyu's expression as he told you the real reason why he insisted to drive you back. To be fair, you have the same wish as him but you buried it as the thoughts came to your mind. Looking at his lost blank expression, you then finally accept his offer. But as Mingyu look at the box that was filled with your clothes, he was frozen. As you mention to him that you are ready, Mingyu sadly smiles at you before grabbing the box.
“C-Can I hold your hand? Please?”
As Mingyu steps into his car after closing your door, Mingyu looks at you. You look at him with a blank expression before nodding. This time, Mingyu pulls your hand to his as he starts to drive. After that, both of you just drowned in each other thoughts.
You don’t know what’s on his mind, but you do know very well about yours. If someone asks you about what you feel right now, you honestly don’t know what to answer. Not only you were tired, but you just don’t know where to start to explain it. You love Mingyu and you never expect to be in this situation where it forced you to let him go. But here you were, sitting on the passenger seat of Mingyu's car and holding his hands while you can feel yourself starting to lose yourself.
“We are here, love.”
Blinking your eyes, you realize that both of you are already in your apartment block parking lot. You take a deep breath, before nodding and taking off the seat belt. Mingyu’s driver seat door was just open as you call his name softly and tighten your hold on his hands. Not three seconds, Mingyu turns his head and finds that you still sit in your seat with glassy eyes that look forward.
“Mingyu-ah,” you take a deep breath before looking at him. “I’m sorry.”
Hearing you apologize, Mingyu frowns at you before sighing. But as he open his mouth and was ready to speak, you cut him off by continuing, “I know I should fight for us, but I don’t think I could…I don’t know if I can be strong enough in the future and I don’t want to trap you in the relationship that holds you from your happiness.”
“Oh, love--”
“I love you, Mingyu,” you say between your tears, tightening your hold on his hands. “This past year was… pleasant to have you in my life. Thank you for making my life more…happy and colorful with your love. Thank you for loving me even when I’m at my lowest, and thank you for always being there. I’m glad that I met you and am yours.”
“YN,”
“Don’t cry,” you sadly smile and wipe his tears with your thumb. “Please don’t make it harder, Gyu.”
“I’m sorry,” he says between his tears. “Gosh, I love you… I do, YN, please believe me that. I’m sorry for this happening to you, I’m sorry that I can’t move from my past, YN. Sorry for seeing you as her.”
“Hey look at me,” you cup his face with both of your hands and look him forward with your glassy eyes. ”It’s not your fault, okay? Don’t blame yourself because you falling in love with someone. Mingyu. I’m glad you have her in your life, I do, and I know that you can do so much better and happier with her. I know you can love and protect her more than me, Mingyu. I know that.”
“But I hurt you, YN!” Mingyu snaps. “You, the person that put your heart into me, the one that always sees me even when no one does, the person that taught me so much, the person that I suppose to love only and--”
Without any word, you pressed your lips to him. For the last time, please. The kiss feels different while there are nothing changes. You still can feel the softness of Mingyu's lips, the mint flavor, and the feel of his hand grasping your neck softly. Physically nothing changes but mentally everything changes. You know after this kiss and after you left him, there will be no us between both of you.
There will be no YN and Minyu as a couple. There will be no more nights spent in each other arms, no more late-night calls when Mingyu is overseas, no more Mingyu who accompany you working late in your living room, and no more sweet kisses from Kim Mingyu.
You are all alone again.
“I love you,” you whisper as you broke the kiss. “I will always love you, even when you are someone else’s.”
Mingyu nods and closes his eyes. “I love you too, YN YLN, always and I’m sorry.”
“I’m sorry too…” you nod. “Goodbye, Kim Mingyu.”
And so you take a deep breath before letting go of his grasp. Wiping your tears, you mentally support yourself to get a little bit stronger at least until you are already secure in your apartment. You smile at him before you pull the door open. Tighten your hold on your coat, you then go to the back seat to take the box. You don’t want to bother Mingyu who seems lost and still in his seat as so take the box and close the door.
Before walking to your apartment's main door, you wave your hands at him as he stares at you blankly. Without wanting more time, you just walked to the door as tears streamed down your cheek. You hold the box tight as you silently cry. The pain was stronger than before until it make you cannot walk properly but you force yourself because you don’t want Mingyu sees you like that.
Don’t turn your back.
Don’t look at him again.
Just walk and cry, YN.
“YN,”
You heard Mingyu calls your name and make you stop walking. Betraying your mind for the nth time, you turn your body to look at him. Mingyu stood all 187 cm, and the dark navy coat that has a grey collar that he wore perfectly shaped his body. His eyes were red and swollen same as yours.
“Thank you,” pause. “Thank you for letting me love her.”
Smiling at him, you just nod while your heart cries loudly. You then walk inside your apartment building, leaving him back in his car. As you wait for the elevator, tears cannot stop leaving your eyes. The pain was too painful to bear with it, and it made you realize that you are alone now, without Mingyu.
---
“So, did you tell him?”
You look up from your phone before turning your head to Suhoon who sits beside you. The departure from Incheon Airport was empty when you arrived. Cold morning breeze haunts your skin even when you are already protected by your thick Burberry coat. Today is the day when you will be leaving for New York and Suhoon alongside his wife was accompany you tonight like how your parents do every time you leave Europe.
Heck, you were even already in the airport six hours before check-in opened.
You shake your head for the answer to his question. Instead of giving you long lectures, Suhoon just stares at you before slowly nods. He knows that maybe it was the best decision and he believes you have your own reason why you didn’t tell Mingyu about your departure. It’s been a month since the breakup, and Suhoon already noticed some changes in your life that mostly you don’t want to discuss it. He is thankful for the scholarship because of it most of his time was being used to process some documents for your departure. But Suhoon cannot cover the fact that he is also sad because he lost the happy version of you, the colorful version of you.
Suhoon who knows you for years even shocked too by the way how you calm and managed to survive the pain that he knows hurts you the most. Yes, he did see you cry. Yes, he noticed how your eyes looked puffy when you walked to the office. But with you sitting beside him, Suhoon just sees any trace of peace and calmness on your face.
“What happened if one day he come to me and asked where were you?”
You sigh, then look down. “Just tell him where I’m, it is okay.”
“Why?” Suhoon furrows. “Most of the people I know that have the same case as yours, most of them didn’t let the person who hurts them know where they were. But why are you just letting him know your whereabouts?”
“Because it means, you already have peace with it, oppa,” you explain. “I love Mingyu, and I already know the fact that his love now is for Lisa, not me. If we really meant to be together, there will be thousands of ways that make us back to each other. But if not, then we just really need to let go or else we get hurt more.”
“Will you miss him?”
“Of course,” you smirk. “But it’s part of letting go of someone you love”
You know you will be missing Mingyu and in fact, you are missing Mingyu. There is no day you didn’t think about him, about what he does at the moment. But you know that it was not your name that was on his heart right now, and you try to make a peace with yourself for it. Let go of someone that you love is… tough, but forcing someone who stays and loves you while his heart is already placed in someone else is tougher.
Maybe in another lifetime you and Mingyu will be together forever and you become his happiness.
But not in this current lifetime.
How is it? I really hope you cry because I did for two days straight after writing this LOL! By the way, Part 2 is in progress and yes it will be multiple chapter and my target is finished it by next month, so please tell me more about what you feel after you read this. with much tears and loves, oppaspearl.
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sooooooooooo for the NRC family day interactions, i'm curious to see what would happen if riddle and step-dad ashengrotto met in the wild, because riddle has expressed that recently he's gotten interested in law. it would b cool for him to chat with the canon lawyer who taught azul about laws n contracts.
plus the whole, riddle being unsure actually because his whole life his parents had plans for him and planned for him on becoming a healer like them, but now he's interested in something else. n while i kno he reads about law, it would give him a lot of insight to actually, speak to someone who does this for a living, who maybe even suggests ideas of finding a way to combine both medicine and law, like medical law (branch of law) or medical jurisprudence (branch of medicine).
and other stuff too.
idk i just think a conversation between the two could be interesting, even outside of like, riddle's own interest in law; like another interesting thing would b his whole, family/homelife situation & the fact that riddle hints that his parents don't really get along that well + knowing that step-dad ashengrotto met mama ashengrotto while she was filing for divorce... just lots of ideas in me brain i think.
idk hopefully this isn't unintelligible sdfjsdklfd thank youuuuuuu
Thank you for submitting this really interesting idea ^^ This one is really long compared to the others, so I slapped a cut in to make scrolling by easier. This fic borrows ideas from a theory that I talked about a few days ago?
I don't know if I've ever mentioned this before, but I think it's cool that Azul not only has a stepdad, but actually gets along with him. Rarely do I see divorce portrayed as a positive thing (I mean, how often do we see wicked stepparents or a child that refuses to accept the stepparent), so Azul's family was really refreshing to see.
Not me taking inspiration from the divorce lawyer in Enchanted and various characters from Ace Attorney for stepdaddy Ashengrotto—
Family means Nobody is Left Behind or Forgotten.
The cafeteria was packed, and the ghost chefs were working overtime to feed the influx of hungry guests. Staff, students, and their family members had been coming in and out throughout the day, leaving not many tables open and the food line long. Some had taken to sitting cross-legged on the floor or spilling out into the hallway to make space for new arrivals.
One look at the gaggle of people along the walls and on the ground, and Mrs. Rosehearts had turned up her nose. "I won't have you sitting like a barbarian, Riddle. We'll find you a proper seat. Look, there’s one now. You sit—I’ll see what they have available on the menu and fetch you an appropriate meal.”
“Yes, mother.”
Riddle shifted uncomfortably at a cramped table. He dared not falter in his posture. Back straight, head high, hands neatly folded in his lap. He was a rose among those deemed the weeds called riffraff.
… It’s noisy, Riddle noted.
Indeed, it was. The cafeteria buzzed with activity, students exchanging chatter and laughter with their loved ones. Sharing bites of food and stories, nourishing their bellies and their souls.
A memory clad in flowers filled his mind.
“Riddle!”
He was back in the Heartslabyul gardens, colorful decorations and card soldiers in every direction. Flamingos and hedgehogs at the ready, the roses painted red, a dormouse in the tea pot. Cakes, tarts, and finger sandwiches sliced up and served with tea.
Ace and Deuce were arguing over something silly again. By the sumptuous spread of snacks, Cater was snagging pictures before so much as a bite. In the memory, Riddle made to tell them off, only to be stopped by the vice dorm leader at his side.
“They have so much energy,” Trey had remarked. “It’s livelier than usual today.”
Yes, that was the right word for it. Not noisy, but lively.
How curious that dining at Night Raven College is like this. At home…
There was a lone platter set for him, a sad, limp little square of food in the center. His mother, arms folded, to the right. His father, trembling in his chair, to the lift. Raised voices and scathing remarks.
Some days the dining room was empty altogether, save for himself and stacks of textbooks. When he did crossword puzzles and sudoku, the vocabulary and the numbers kept him company.
His heart twinged. Riddle frowned and curled a hand over his chest, as if trying to soothe the pain.
What is this? Why… do I feel this way?
"Excuse me, young man."
He jolted upright.
An older gentleman in glasses was beside him. His hair, peppered with streaks of white, was neat, and he was dressed in an even neater suit. He smelled like salt wrapped in a sea breeze, faint citrus and sunshine.
The stranger gestured to the spot beside Riddle. “Pardon me if I disturbed your train of thought. I wanted to ask if this seat was taken. I need a quick place to rest my legs, then I’ll be out of your way.”
Riddle took a quick glance at the line—which still snaked around the room, but at least his mother had vanished from view. Relief. “It’s open. Please, sit.”
“Thank you.” The man slipped in next to Riddle. He sighed, just as relieved as the boy was. “Much appreciated. I hope I’m not stealing this seat from one of your parents.”
“Not to worry, sir. Only my mother is with me today, and it seems like it will be quite a while before she returns," Riddle reassured him. “My father is preoccupied with work, so he was unable to attend."
It was partially true. Whenever possible, his parents actively avoided each other. Strategically taking specific hospital shifts just so happened to be a means to that end.
"I'm here with my wife and son myself, they're perusing the food. A shame about your father. Really. Perhaps he'll be able to attend next year."
"Perhaps."
Riddle hoped not.
He looked away, dodging the man's eyes. Fearing that his own would betray him.
A glint of gold snagged his sight, and Riddle's heart leapt. Pinned to the stranger's lapel was a small pin depicting the scales of justice.
The man took notice. "I see you've spotted my bar association badge."
"You're a lawyer, sir?" Riddle's question came out small.
"That's right." He tilted his head to one side. His smile was slight, yet encouraging. "Might you have an interest in law, young man?"
"Ah, well..." Riddle instinctively looked to the line again before his gaze darted back to his conversational partner. "Y-Yes, I suppose you could say that. However, I'm aware that it is a big commitment, and I have already resolved to pursue magical medicine."
"A career like that can be fulfilling as well," the man said kindly. "I have colleagues that specialize in medical malpractice and negligence. We also sometimes work with forensic scientists for certain cases.
"There is most certainly crossover between the legal and healthcare sectors. You could consider looking into those fields as a middle ground between your two interests."
Riddle blinked.
"Did I overstep my bounds?"
"No, I just..." Hesitation. "I'm not used to speaking like this."
"About your future?"
No, Riddle wanted to correct him, it's being given advice and suggestions, rather than expectations and orders.
"About straying from the path," he said, a quick half-truth. "It's difficult to compromise, even if the options exist out there."
"Hmm." The man nodded understandingly. "Changing course can be scary, yes. I don't fault you for thinking that way. If it would help in any way, you are free to ask me questions about my own experience. I'm no medical lawyer, but hearing it from the horse's mouth has helped some of my clients before."
"You would offer such a thing...?"
The man's eyes shone with the trace of a contained laugh. "I don't charge for the first consultation," he joked.
"Then..." Hope crept into Riddle's voice. "Could you tell me about your own specialization?"
"My firm mainly deals with cases of divorce."
Divorce.
The word was bitter on Riddle's tongue as he swallowed it. But the lawyer spoke it with such ease, like it was nothing more than the weather forecast for the day.
Divorce, divorce.
It had always been an option for Riddle's parents since the first problems had started between them, but never seriously considered, never discussed. His mother would sooner die than confess she was anything but right, that she had made the mistake of choosing the wrong man. And what would the community think? What would they say?
As a child most foolish, Riddle had prayed to the Queen of Hearts to share her secret to a successful marriage. No answer ever came, and it was then that he realized: divorce was never in the cards for his parents.
The man carefully took in Riddle's frozen expression. "It happens. I see it a lot in my line of work—and it is one hundred percent normal. People are like castles in the sand, you see. They change, their feelings change. They fall out of love. Part of my job is to ensure that the separation occurs smoothly.
"There is stigma attached to the concept of divorce, that it ruins families and brings them great shame. But sometimes a family is better apart than together, and they can find new happiness once they've picked up the pieces. Cutting ties can be the most liberating feeling in the entire world.
"I speak from experience myself. I met a lovely, bright-minded woman while she was going through her own divorce proceedings. Now that woman is my wife, and her son, my own."
Riddle's brows knitted. Disbelief and confusion crowned his features. "It almost sounds like a fairy tale. Can such a drastic change truly lead to happiness?"
"For me, it did. It may not be the case for you, because you and I are different people."
"Th-Then tell me!!" Riddle stood, slamming his hands on the table. Food and silverware rattled, people stared. He didn't care, his volume spiking. "How? How do I do that...? Please tell me. I don't... I don't know how to do it myself."
"That, I cannot say."
"Why not?! You... You said you would help me!"
"I did say that, didn't I? I said I would help you by talking about my own experiences. Tricky thing, wording. It's easy to overlook the fine print." The man pointed at him. "The rest is in your hands."
"I can't do a single thing," Riddle protested. It felt like roses were choking him. "My hands are tied. My path was determined a long time ago. Change is absolutely unacceptable."
The lawyer regarded him coolly. "Let me tell you something, young man. The law is the law because there is a human element to it, no matter how impartial, how black and white, we try to be. We write the laws, act on them, and interpret them. Likewise, you, too, are responsible for that interpretation.
"What is right, what is wrong, and what role you must play therein... these are things you alone determine, whether that be in career, in love, or in life. You are your own judge, and the decider of your own destiny. It is something only you are capable of, and no one else but you."
Riddle reeled his head, reacting as though he'd just been decked.
Right and wrong... The role I must play... Something only I can do?
Someone had told him something similar not too long ago. The words harsher then, and paired with a sound punch to the face.
"Is that all you are?!" Ace had demanded, fist clenched, still raw from making contact with his dorm leader's cheek. "An extension of your mom? Can't you think for yourself?"
The twinge to his chest had returned. Stronger, sharper. Like thorns tearing into his skin.
"... I see," Riddle said slowly. "I think I understand it a little better now."
"I'm glad to hear it." The man's smile broadened. He looked at something beyond Riddle, then rose from his seat. "Well, if you'll excuse me... It seems my family has finished their business. We should get going now."
"Of course. Thank you very much for speaking with me, sir." He humbly lowered his head to the man,
A voice came from behind the redhead. "Oya, what a surprise. If it isn't Riddle-san."
He immediately bolted up in horror. The dorm leader of Octavinelle stood before him, lips cocked into a smirk. A woman with the same silvery hair was next to him, cut in a sleek black gown and with seashells in her jewelry.
"Wha--?! Azul...?! What are you..." Riddle faltered with both his words and his calm.
"Oh? Is it a crime to come collect one's stepfather?" The merman sighed dramatically. "I was going to come over sooner, you know—but it looked as though you two were having quite the engaging conversation. I thought it rude to interrupt and cut it short."
Riddle's head whipped back to the lawyer. "Th-This is your stepfather?!"
"Azul, I didn't realize this lad was your friend. We were just having a nice talk about career goals."
"Career goals, you say? My, that sounds so interesting." There was something unsavory, slimy even, about the way Azul emphasized his interest. "I'm jealous, Riddle-san. We've shared our dreams with one another before, but never on such an intimate level."
"And just who in their right mind do you think would willingly divulge that information to you? Don't act as though we're friends."
Azul smiled wryly. "Aren't we? After all, we've been through both hell and high water together."
"It sounds to me like you boys are good chums," Mr. Ashengrotto remarked, exchanging raised eyebrows with his wife, "though you certainly have a strange way of showing it."
"Why haven't you told us about him, Azul?" his mother asked. "I'd love to have him over for dinner."
"Riddle-san can be surprisingly shy. I wouldn't wish to cast a spotlight on him."
"Who's shy here?! All you've been doing since you showed up is put me on the spot!"
Mrs. Ashengrotto put a hand over her mouth, stifling a chuckle. “If you visit us, Azul could invite his other friends—do you know them? The Leech twins. You could all get to know each other, and that could help you get out of your shell.”
“N-No thank you, ma’am!!” Riddle said (perhaps a little too loudly, and too quickly). The farther away I stay from those sketchy brothers, the better!! I wouldn’t be caught dead trying to cozy up to them!
“No? Maybe another time then. The offer is always there. Come to us when you're comfortable with it, dear.
"I guarantee you won't regret it," Mr. Ashengrotto chimed in. "She makes the best food I've ever had under the sea. Azul could pack away an entire bucket of her fried..."
Azul loudly cleared his throat. "While this chat has been amusing, I believe it's time we stopped hounding the poor, unfortunate soul and moved to the next item on our itinerary. I'm sure that Riddle-san is busy with his own matters as well."
"Yes, my mother will be back soon with lunch."
"That so? We'll be on our way then. Wouldn't want to disrupt your time together." Mr. Ashengrotto tenderly squeezed his wife's arm. His other hand found its way onto Azul's shoulder. "Have a happy Family Day, Riddle."
"Happy family day to you too."
With that, Azul and his parents departed. Their mouths moved, their expressions changed, playing off of one another. Saying things Riddle couldn't hear, nor understand even if he could hear.
The rose-red ruler, entrenched in a sea of people, was left with many thoughts racing through his head. Those gathered in the cafeteria, Heartslabyul, the Ashengrottos...
One question lingered like the last vestiges of sunlight on a lazy summer day.
Are these... what families are meant to be like?
#Riddle Rosehearts#Azul Ashengrotto#twst#twisted wonderland#twst interactions#twisted wonderland interactions#twst imagines#twst scenarios#twisted wonderland scenarios#twisted wonderland imagines#NRC Family Day#disney twisted wonderland#Trey Clover#Ace Trappola#Cater Diamond#Deuce Spade#Heartslabyul#beyond the looking glass
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☆•° How does your inner child view Current you? °•☆
Hello my dears, I felt called to channel some letters from your inner children seeing as I have been working on my own inner child for the past few months, it felt only right to help all of you connect more with yours! So take a breath, clear your mind and pick whatever image speaks to your heart. Remember it is a general reading so only takes whatever resonates. Much love. Fae♡
♡ Pile One ♡
{Cards: The hierophant, two of pentacles, nine of pentacles, five of pentacles, ace of wands & four of swords}
Dear Pile One,
I, Your inner child see you as someone I could have only dreamed of being, you have power and wisdom now than I could have ever imagined, and the way you balance & control that power is so inspiring! We really came from nothing, hard times, and challenges but now look at us prosper! Far more than little me could have ever dreamed of! so much choice & creativity flows to you and makes me so proud to be you, or at least a part of you! Even if you feel out of your element just remember to slow down & look at how far you (we) have come!
~Lot's of Love, Little You ♡
♡ Pile Two ♡
{Cards: Five of Pentacles, page of wands, four of pentacles -reversed, The sun -Reversed, the tower and the hanging ones.}
Dear Current me.
I do not know how to start this letter, I do not know if you will even listen or care. I hope you will for I need you more than I have ever done. I do not know how to heal the hurts, only you do. Please don't neglect me anymore - It is so dark, so cold and I feel so confused. I am only little so why must my (our) heart hurt so? What was done to us was unjust but I do not want to linger on it any longer, there is a whole bright light for us. I can see it through the cracks but I am tired so I ask of you please don't hide away, can you be strong for us? I hope you can.
Your Ever-loving, little you ♡
(Note: While channeling your inner child I instantly felt drained of energy and cold, and it's a really hot day today so that tells me your inner child feels very neglected, I don't say this to make you feel bad. It's really easy to get busy and ignore the needs of your energy but seeing as I was near tears while writing your letter I urge you all to slow down and talk to your inner child, they really need you!)
♡ Pile Three ♡
{Cards: seven of pentacles, eight of pentacles, two of wands, the world, the star & ten of swords}
Dear Pile Three,
Hi!! Letters are kind of stuffy, don't you think? So don't mind if this sounds more like a text message! But oh, wow! I think you're so cool, like we're really the best and I know I'm right! Oh I need to focus I've been told so yeah anyway, we've done so much! succeded in all my dreams and we are unstoppable, I say don't listen to the haters they don't know us, or our story, haven't seen how far we've come, the work we've put in, the swords we've pulled from our back. Keep dreaming new dreams and know I'm your biggest cheerleader (on a side note we would have been great cheerleaders) Fae says we must have run on sugar rushes exclusively but I'm just an energetic kid! Anyway, I've got nothing else to say except Bye!!
(Channeling your inner child energy was like riding a roller-coaster, It's not bad in fact I'm sure you must have been quite the comedian/character in your youth but I do hope your parents/carers are getting some well-needed rest now!!)
I hope that you managed to find comfort, Inspiration, or a message that resonated with you out of the three piles, If not don't worry I'm sure you will receive a message in some other way. Much Love - Fae˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
TAROT DECK USED: Nicoletta Ceccoli Tarot
MOON POSITION: Full Moon - Strawberry Moon (100%)
DAY OF THE WEEK: Sunday - Sun elemental, today's energy is good for relaxation and spending time enjoying the great outdoors. Rising with the sun will give you energy and it's best to avoid doing anything too active or strenuous on the body. Clear your mind from all worries and focus on mindfulness. Lucky Colours: Gold and Burgundy
#cartomancy#channeling#divination#tarot#tarotblr#♡ messages channelled from the divine ♡#pac#pick a card#folk witchcraft#inner child#inner child channeling#inner child work#self love#self growth#tarot community#daily tarot#free tarot#tarot cards#witchcraft#divination witch
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Tell me everything!
FANFIC WRITERS - DIRECTOR'S CUT: ask me everything you've ever wanted to know about the behind-the-scenes of my stories
obviously, my bread and butter atm is hellfire & ice so i'll give you five scoops on that, nonny!!
⭐ - daddy issues r us - hellfire & ice very much positions hawkins as a town that has a sign at the border that says if you had daddy issues, you'd be home by now! i go nutty bananas bonkers crazy for the exploration of genetic fate-what we were given by our parents and can we outrun it-and i'm excited to explore it further not only with lacy and her dad, but eddie and al munson too.
as it stands right now, we're seeing that eddie is much more like his mom, elizabeth and lacy is much more like her father (who you'll learn more about). however, eddie lives with the constant crushing fear that he'll become his dad (which i thought was really well illustrated in flight of icarus) and lacy has become a completely vicious overachiever in order to avoid becoming her mother, who she views as an ex-beauty queen floundering in complacency. the internalized misogyny is unfortunately strong with this one. but in a town so small where almost no one gets out, can these two crazy kids avoid becoming embroiled in the dodgy enterprises masterminded by their fathers??? stay tuned and find out!!!
⭐ - lacy's wardrobe - i've mentioned this in The Narrative but lacy's wardrobe takes a drastic turn from nancy thompson from nightmare on elm street to a slightly goth-ier anna karina, which is largely due to the fact that lacy is a packrat that cannot admit to the fact she is a packrat. she breaks off from her friends at the mall go downtown and sift around thrift stores, only to pack the clothes away. now, those boxes are the only ones she can seem to find, and the clothes feel right on her finally. she has really high notions about dressing for the job you want, and prior to her life going to shit, the job she wanted was macys model with 4.0 gpa and a super hot car. now, the job she wants is 1960s literary eurocunt running on spite.
⭐ - robin at steve's party - we needed robin in this fic bad, but i thought it would be disingenuous to introduce her as a friend right away. there's no way that she and lacy would run in the same circles at school, so she only really knows of robin's existence via her working relationship with steve. i also stand by the fact that everyone knew robin buckley was gay except for steve, so the terribly unimaginative slurry nicknames were a given. steve is totally the kind of friend to naively invite robin to parties he's still sometimes having (harrington, in my eyes, remains very well-liked and will throw a damn kegger if his friends that have matriculated out of high school are back in town), but then get caught up in his own bullshit so she'll have to kind of... linger in the kitchen. who hasn't been there, baby.
⭐ - ronnie ecker - YOU'RE GONNA LOOK ME IN MY FACE AND TELL ME THIS ISN'T RONNIE ECKER, GIRL?!!!!! because we need someone who is going toe to toe with eddie munson's freak goof bitch energy and she's the only woman for the job. other than the canon characters, i don't have clear casting choices in my mind for anyone other than her and ayo edebiri inspires me in all things, particularly the comedic element of writing this damn story. love her. worshipping her.
⭐ - eddie munson, rizzless loverboy - the way i see it, and though i'd love for him to have a hot girl era, eddie couldn't be a fuckboy if he tried. he simply cares too much, about everything. even the things he doesn't care about, he cares a lot about not caring about. somebody looks at him in a way that could be construed as romantic and he's thinking about that shit for the rest of his fucking life. when it comes to lacy, eddie's had a little fixation on her that goes way back-- and we'll get into it. she still seems untouchable despite the fall from grace, and he totally needs to touch her. and he's got no idea how to communicate with her outside of sniping. luckily, she's got the same damn disease!!! every time she calls him an asshole, he swoons, but sometimes swooning looks like excessively rolling your eyes.
hope you enjoyed this!! feel free to ask me about specifics and stuff lol, i feel like this was a little word vomity which is all me baby i'm frothing at the mouth to talk about these FOOLS
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Question Time
Time to get some asks outta the way
Questions below
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When the series called Birth of a Wish is actually about the story of the birth of a wish (Marx) (its really smart guys)
Bro I was literally just looking at your account and art like four hours ago what kinda witchcraft is this. But keep up the good work, I love how you draw Marx.
Also I love to see you and a ton of people find inspiration in me, especially when it comes to them enjoying my version of Marx because guess what. He’s a reflection of me and my experiences irl.
The realization Castella is a more common word than I thought and I have essentially poisoned at least a hundred if not a thousand minds so that every time they see the word Castella they think of a orb makes me kick my legs and giggle.
But Castella would like cheesecake, I think New-York Style would be her favorite type.
Nextgen Elfilin is either absolutely terrified of you or sees you as a family figure, there is no in-between
Nightmare isn’t Metaknight’s creator, but his influence did have a hand in Metaknight’s creation. Nightmare and his overall power was around waiting in the shadows, and a passing nebula gathered the positive energy from Popstar as well as some of Nightmare’s strange negative energy, giving way to Metaknight’s birth on a nearby planet. So Metaknight is a Light matter being with some of Nightmare’s power in him.
Magolor’s curse tattoos are from the Master Crown which were applied to his body after his initial defeat via Kirby. So the dude literally had to claw his way through Magolor Epilogue with this curse on his body.
I really liked Magolor Eplilogue, it has a good story to explain how Magolor got back to Dreamland as well as some extra hints of lore we haven’t gotten. I enjoy the challenge and how I actually needed to grind if I wanted to beat the final two bosses. And unlike a lot of people’s opinions I’ve seen , the ending is great. It’s one of those “happy but not in the stereotypical happy ending way as there’s still more to conquer” endings. Sadly there was no Marx though, which I was hoping he’d cameo in the epilogue, so a good 8/10 or 8.5/10 for me.
When a Dark Matter being reaches a certain amount of power they do grow into beings like Zero, however to me and in the event of Nextgen Zero2 is a Soul form of Zero, similar to Drawica soul or Marx Soul.
Yep! I’m alive! And I I will continue to be active on this account with Kirby stuff. I may kinda fall off once I graduate from college (which will happen either in 2025 or 2026) considering that’s my jump into real adulthood but that’s a while from now.
YESSSSS YOU GET IT TOO RIGHT!? Husbando Marx is literal comedy gold.
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want me to kill him for you? | diego hargreeves
Pairing: Diego Hargreeves x g/n!reader
Warnings: fluff, venting, swearing, mentions of sex, this is rlly short and meaningless
Request: not anyone really, but my mutuals on tumblr @anne-is-obsessed @panandinpain0 (as well as this post) inspired me to write this
A/N: people suck, the only exceptions are Diego and probably some other people
Diego nearly jumped as he heard the door loudly slam shut.
“Y/N, you ok?” he asked, shifting his position on the couch to face where you were standing. It was out of character for you to be slamming doors for no reason, so he figured something was up.
He then heard the sound of footsteps stomping toward him, and he felt you slump down beside him, resting your head against his shoulder. He picked up the remote for the tv, careful not to disrupt your position as he turned off the tv to give you his full attention.
”Is everything ok?” he whispered.
Turns out he didn’t need to be careful of not disrupting your position, as you almost immediately shot up from the couch, pacing around the room as you began ranting.
Diego knew about the shitty job you had. It wasn’t the work that made it shitty, but the people that made it shitty. He listened to every story you told him about what coworker ruined your shift, or what customer tried getting you fired. He moved out when he was seventeen, so he was no stranger to terrible jobs, and knew what it was like to need to vent to someone about it. From past experience, he knew it was never a good idea to keep emotions bottled up, so he would always be there to listen to you.
"He's just such an asshole, Diego. All of them are." you began, frustration dripped with every word, "He just acts like he's so much better than me, yet he still manages to fuck up everything. What's worse, is that he never gets any blame for it!" you vented, before scoffing, "Of course he doesn't, he's been fucking our boss ever since he started working there."
Diego raised his eyebrows slightly. He hadn't heard that story before.
You let out a long sigh, your legs becoming tired from all the pacing, before you collapsed back onto the couch, resting your head on Diego's lap, "Hating things takes a lot of energy." you sighed.
Diego just nodded, "Want me to kill him for you?"
You smiled at Diego, staring up at him with adoration, "Aww, babe..."
"Is that a y-"
"No." you cut him off, your smile not fading in the slightest.
"Why not?" he asked, looking genuinely confused.
"Because you can't just kill anyone who annoys you or myself." you explained, sitting up from his lap to meet his eyes properly.
Diego tilted his head to the side with a grin, "Is it that I can't kill him?" he began, making you groan in annoyance, "Or that I'm not allowed to kill him."
You rolled your eyes, "No offense but I wish you never saw 'Everything Everywhere All At Once'."
"Why not?"
"Because you use that excuse to not do the dishes all the time." you deadpanned.
He shrugged, "Well, am I allowed to cuddle you and watch movies with you?"
You smiled brightly at him, "I think so."
buy me a coffee <3
#tua#diego hargreeves#diego hargreeves x gender neutral reader#diego hargreeves imagine#diego hargreeves x y/n#diego hargreeves x you#diego hargreeves x reader#diego hargreeves x reader imagine#tua x reader#the umbrella academy#the umbrella academy x reader#diego hargreeves fanfiction#diego hargreeves x reader fanfiction#diego hargreeves x reader one shot#diego hargreeves x reader scenario#diego hargreeves my beloved#froggywritesstuff
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idk who you plan on making hoons girl but i imagine her as someone bold, loud and low key unhinged (in a good way) major sagittarius energy, the kind that would tell him off for being too overprotective over yn and would take her out on shopping dates or whatever (she's like the older sister yn never had) the type to be so unapologetically herself and positive which is what makes her so attractive to hoon because he can kinda sit back and let her be the main character, he'd occasionally roll his eyes at her antics but give in because she's very persuasive, she's totally feminine but is not afraid to fuck you up if you mess with the people she loves 🫵🏼 iykwim
Her + yn = partners in crime and if everything goes well (which I hope it does🤞🏼) they could go on double dates with heeyn...she's really mature but her brain kinda shuts off when she's with Hoon bc she feels so safe, bonus points if she's a few months older than him 😉
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the way this made me so emotional for some reason because YES!!!!!! he deffo needs a girl like that and that character you described is exactly what'd be the best one to go with in this story. thank you so much for this baby, definitely helped and inspired me a lot, am sending you and your sexy brain lots of kisses rn 🥺🩷
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Not really an question but I just wanted to drop in and say that it's very impressive and admirable that you're still making blankshipping content after all these months! I'm a casual reader of your works (admittedly stopped reading for a while) and your determinism and general vibes are quite inspirational!
Have a good day!
Aw, thanks for the kind words! (੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭ It means a lot to me to hear you enjoy my works! Thank you for reading! ♪(´▽｀)
To be quite honest, I wouldn't be able to write so much, and think and build and create with such energy if it weren't for my friends I've made in the community, as well as the positive feedback from anons.
Obviously, @glassesblu is my partner in crime, and makes the mass majority of content with me. With Riso's help, I've grown my ideas in ways I never thought possible. ddIngo, for example, evolved and expanded thanks to his help, and I honestly would have never thought that story could get so deep and detailed. Whenever I get nervous about my writing, they'll read my WIPs and give me encouragement! Riso came up with the idea for our Submastober, and kept me going strong the whole month!
@eyreyereye was probably the first person I approached in the Blankship community and he was soooo kind and patient with my overenthusiastic approach! I have him to thank for talking with me and helping me cement my fondness for the Twins in the very early days of my interest in Blankshipping. He's so cool to talk to, and honestly I need to gather more spoons to talk with him more often!
@allaboardtheblankship going through RS Submastober with me and Riso was really exciting! I looked forward to every entry and was blown away each time! They kept me and Riso so very hyped up despite how busy the month was! Thank you for the care and interest in our prompts (❁´◡`❁)
@feroluce writes SO much good stuff. Fero also has a very important skill - they are merciless with the whump and tragedy >:) And that is great, because I am too mushy to write it haha! But also, their tags are the sweetest and funny and interesting and insightful. I wish I could convince them to write that in the body of their posts so I could reblog it, eheh!
@dingo-on-a-farm is a beast (ha ha ˋ( ° ▽、° ) , and it's honestly really fun to try and come up with things that inspire him to draw. Also, his art has inspired me more than once to write!!
I do miss @tsumisan6v9 but I know they're verrrrry busy, and peek back every once in a while when they can.
@megadraws makes SO much cool fanart and I get such inspiration whenever I see their art. I've already doodled one of the outfits Mega made for Emmet, and I wanna draw more. (Also, like, have you seen their art for Dear!Emmet and Courier!Emmet and a little cameo by ddIngo??)
@unovanhunny and @tombstone-pisa too! Their stories and idea brainstorming are so exciting to listen to and read. Ehehe, they're both really creative, and inspire me to keep trying new ideas for Blankshipping, both in AU form and in the little one shot stories I like to write that don't exist in any particular timeline.
@alphagodith also!!! was so!!! friendly!! 🥺All the help and encouragement given to me was greatly appreciated. Coloring my art to encourage me, talking to be about making a ko-fi, and helping me with discord really means so much to me.
@feldkommandant has helped me with my more spicy stories on more than one occasion and it means a lot! UwU clearly, I need to write more to show my appreciation.
Man, there are a lot more people out there who inspire me and keep me going. Some of them are on twitter, some are on the discord, and some I don't know if I should tag because of their inactivity here. But I hope they know I appreciate their continued enthusiasm in the fandom!
Honestly, when it comes down to it, people reading and enjoying my stories, no matter how infrequently, is why I keep writing! (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧ I want there to be lots of stories for people to read, and when I can help do that, I feel happy!
Riso actually commissioned me! So, anyone who enjoys Mermmet (Riso's mermaid Emmet AU) will be verrrrry excited! It might not happen until the new year because I've been driving a lot and also got reaaaaaally sick over the Christmas weekend while out of state. o(￣┰￣*)ゞ
But!!! Thank you again for reading my fics!! I'll keep writing as long as people want to keep reading (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
EDIT: So!! I haven't really talked to @rotting-lilies as much as I would like to, so I was kind of hesitant about being too forward. But I have to say it! Rot's art is so cool and stylish! I'm in awe of the colors and design sense in every picture! It's such an eye catching style. The best artists are blankshippers, it's true!
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The Inspiration vs the Creations
For some time, I have been thinking about drawing Molluck, Sekto, and the Emperor (from Baldur's Gate 3) because they all could belong to the same phylogeny because they look similar. Mind flayers are born from a parasite which causes the host turn into a mind flayer and they need to eat brains to survive. It just sounds something fitting when thinking about Oktigis. But mind flayers have also psionic powers and great mental abilities, which also makes me wonder what like those 'actual higher species' of Oddworld are, also knowing that Gluks used to practice black magic... I bet that Molluck does have a good reason to be afraid of his investors... I have also thought that if a mind flayer wore a suit, it would look more like an Oddworld character but I did let the Emperor have his armor, even it's quite detailed.
But yeah, I wasn't sure if I wanna draw this idea or not but then it just came to my mind to think about how those octopuses are such intelligent, curious, playful, and endearing creatures but they are often pictured as monsters, aliens and such in fiction, as something evil... I only found this side of them because of Molluck; he made me into them. They are my favourite creatures on our planet now! I just also love to watch those lil fellas doing their stuff. So yeah, I made the octopus doing an usual 'octopus thing': He is observing the trio via imitating their shapes. It's just something they tend to do when they encounter something new.
I'm not sure about Sekto's height but I know that both Molluck and the Emperor are 7 ft tall but Stranger is 9 ft tall and Sekto's host is a Steef, so... The concept art also shows that Oktigis are bigger than Gluks, so I guess that it's close to correct. Man, I feel like Molluck feels himself 'handless' around them, but also small... He kinda just ended up looking tired here... He looks like he need a hug, and a cigar! The drawing is actually kinda small which made this harder to draw (that's kinda the reason why Molluck's expression ended up being like that too) but I guess that they look alright.
But yeah, I also feel like adding that it actually makes me anxious to think about what Molluck might experience next, if he faces his investors... The scene Lorne once described makes me just feel Molluck's fear like it was mine... Also, man, why are so many Oddworld dudes so tall... Well, it's kinda complicated to say if Molluck is tall or not since he uses his hands to walk... His torso has the same length as mine but he has significantly smaller legs. (Yes, I have measured how big he is compared to me precisely.) I personally find it endearing, just how he is big and small at the same time! So, I wish that Molluck didn't feel bad about his body; I wish to give it love and care. And if the next chapter of Molluck's story is gonna be a bad ending for him (being the true ending), I'll give him a good ending. It's just that I love this Gluk so much and love ain't about deserving...
Man, I also would like to add that when I look at my drawings, I see a child... I mean, like a child had drawn them. I'm not even sure if this is a positive feeling or not but I just feel like this when I look at my stuff right now... It makes me feel embarrassed to post this but I still do it... Maybe I feel like I'm stuck, still like I was as a child, spending the most of my time with fictional characters, drawing them, thinking about them... A doctor could tell me that yes, I'm right, but does it really matter. It doesn't really harm anyone that my heart chose Molluck; it just makes me spend a lot time and energy on him and it only makes me feel good. I just don't even really understand relationships well, especially romantic ones... I only noticed Molluck's appearance after seeing myself in him, and it feels like the more I love him, the better he also looks... This is complex stuff.
#molluck#oddworld molluck#molluck the glukkon#oddworld#sekto#art like a bosskie#I don't know about the tags man
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Q & A from June 30
Spoilers are here. Read at your own Risk~
Q1: Why does Taqtu wear his jacket despite it being so hot?
A1: He feels comfortable in it, and is very stubborn. He’ll get heatstroke before removing it, he’ll die in style!
Q2: How did Mukondi know the MC was an Oracle, or is it not a secret when they're not on diplomatic missions?
A2: The state of the MC as an Oracle is private, and only known by government officials, and close family (If they have such). Because Oracles are rare, and protected.
Mukondi did know the MC was an Oracle when she was added as an ambassador. She knew the info, and heard a story of the Oracle’s odd medical condition (Fainting, generally weak, etc.). So Mukondi knew, and they had an alibi ready in case the Oracle fainted, grew weak, or did something similar, in order to help cover for the MC.
Q3: Do you think you’ll publish the story in writing if you’re unable to get an artist? Would a Kickstarter be something you guys would be able to do or want to do in the future?
A3: It’s a possibility! I am indeed thinking about doing something along these lines, it just takes a lot of time and energy to do so. An artist may be hard to get right now, but doing Patreon, Kickstarter, or Ko-fi is not a bad idea.
Q4: Is there any social media to follow y'all together or separately to see what you do next?
A4: I’m not really big on social media, and I currently use my twitter for my Final Fantasy character, and Dice giveaways. I’m a fairly private person, so no social media, but the Discord Server is still up, and you can contact me there if necessary.
I may open a Stellamore Twitter one day, we’ll see!
Q5: Would you guys ever consider putting the game together as an interactive fiction?
A5: That was the starting plan/idea! Something to have on your phone, where you can experiment with your decisions, it all changes with you! But that stopped unfortunately, life happens. But that was indeed the starting plan/concept!
Q6: The Li’s and Children?
A6: Most of them are decent parents, however some of them would’ve had an issue of “Oh, small person, hiiii~”.
For further reference:
Taqtu is a happy dad “Let’s go champ!” “Play ball!”.
Seneca is a gentle father.
Waauru and Mukondi are “Let’s go to Mcdonalds!” type of parents.
Ariki and Cipactli are sweet, if their kid fails, they kiss their forehead and give a lollipop.
Dior and Halle are “Oh hi small child.” “Oh we’re hugging?” *pats the child awkwardly like a cat*
Q7: What would it take to keep this project going?
A7: While I has seen people offering help, I don't want to put fans and lovers of the game into a position where I cannot financially pay you back! The game consumed lots of time and effort. Even if you want to work for free, I don't feel comfortable taking that offer! If I cannot pay you back in some way, or make it worth your time, I don't want to pull you all into it! I love the game, the story, and want to continue it! But there’s a LOT going on, and having fans work for free will bother my mind.
Q8: What are details about the world that you'd like to share, but wouldn't have come up in the game?
A8: Well, we have several ideas about the world. If anything, having the backstory of other characters and knowing how they came to be, but we couldn’t do that without making the game/story “extra fat” so to speak.
The story with Halle was very interesting! But we couldn’t put much information to it without “bloating” the game.
If I had to think of specific details? What really comes to mind is backstories for characters prevalent to other characters’ story! People in the background!
The merfolk and their warlord, the Marakihau, how they’re such an important exporter of crystals.
The Marakihau and melusine.
The Ijiraat against the Jotunn. Their difference in mindsets and conflict.
Like we could touch this with Taqtu and Halle but we couldn’t do much or not move the story.
The Faelands, inspired by philippines, but they’re very “background/low mentioned” in game.
The crystals! There is more going on there that we couldn’t add!
And lots of worldbuilding that doesn’t affect the main plot, or characters’ stories that couldn’t be added.
Unplanned/Spontaneous Questions:
Q1: Is the Emperor religious/devout?
A1: He is, but not nearly as hard as his wife. He was a commoner until he raised in rank through military might.
When the Empress was young, one day she snuck out of the palace, and the two encountered each other, and he fell in love with her. So he went up many stations to marry her, gaining favor and whatnot.
Q2: Cipactli and religion?
A2: He is very religious, does proper worship, but is more a man of science and progress. He feels there are more uses for crystals, and that we should expand for the betterment of the people, but that is in conflict with the fact that the empire is made of “warriors and priests”.
Q3: I know the MC can kind of be changed up. Do you yourself have a headcanon for the MC?
A3: We as the devs, didn’t exactly insert ourselves as the MC? But we basically imagined ourselves working in the palace.
Luna being the “Royal artist” making the royal portraits.
Warie being the “Head butler/maid/steward”
And I’d (Gogo) be the “Royal caretaker” of the cow.
So during a route, when the MC is trying to hide in the palace, they could find us 3 in a closet taking a “cookie break” due to stress, an easter egg of sorts haha.
Q4: Once the barrier went up, what happened to Cici’s brother?
A4: The Empress said “NOBODY TOUCH MY BABY!”. Size wise, the barrier got some of the palace, and parts of the town around it, so it did get some everyday people, their homes, and shops.
If you take the route to stay outside with Halle, there’d be an Empress speech towards the inhabitants trapped within (She’d have Cipactli and baby brother) showing that the barrier doesn’t scare her family, and it won‘t “go freely” so to speak. Afterwards, he was in “baby jail” so to speak, but wasn’t alone as he had his dog :)
Q5: Can we become a consort for the Empress?
A5: She can have multiple consorts, yes. Some Empress’ go towards monogamy, some don’t. The current Empress says “I like this himbo, he’s mine” (About the current Emperor) and seems fine with just him.
Q6: If someone were to stream what’s currently available of the game on YouTube or Twitch, is that okay?
A6: Yes! I want more people to be interested! Seeing you all want us to continue and support us is really encouraging!
Q7: Can we kiss the Li’s?
A7: You cannot hold hands! Sooooo….. If you insist!
Q8: Does the Oracle get paid for being an Oracle?
A8: They do but it’s a weird situation. They’re the “astrology teller”. So they have a steady income. They don't have a mansion nor are they rich, but they will be able to afford a nice hut and raise a family of 4.
And the government would want to hide the fact that they’re an Oracle, and want them to lay low.
Q9: Would it have been possible that the Li’s be down for a polycule?
A9: Yes. Cipactli to Taqtu. Or Seneca to Taqtu (That one is a hot mess).
Taqtu and Halle would be at the same place.
Taqtu would have been respecting of him and his limitations, accepting the jotunn people, overcoming prejudice, respect and nature and the empire.
Halle would be dealing with isolation, the same as the humans, but trying to stretch out globally, go around traditions making way for the future, building courage, and old magics.
Q10: Any funny moments you had planned?
A10: Besides our “Cookie break dev” easter egg, in Cipactli, Mukondi, and Waauru’s routes, we’d have a bit of “shenanigans' with the dog. But that’s about as far as we’ve done for any of the routes.
Q11: Which of the characters do YOU want to kiss?
A11: My boy, my baby, Seneca. And Halle.
Q12: Is Mukondi? okay?
A12: Yes. She’s a politician, stress is a part of her job, she’s fine.
Additional Info given by Gogo:
I’m thinking about turning Stellamore into a novel or something of the sort, giving you insight into the story and writing!
Maybe doing a Ko-fi or Patreon with goals towards giving more story and information! Maybe even things about specific characters!
Writing a story is difficult, and I don’t have the “braincells” for it sometimes.
We just try to have certain themes connected to characters.
And that brings up a good point! We tried to have an MC who isn’t “bland like bread”, which can be an issue of Visual Novels, or games like this.
So, if I approach this in a writing way, would ya’ll feel comfortable with me trying to give the MC personality?
Would you want the same Protagonist in each route, or have different MC’s as oracles? Sort of changing protagonist per route? (Seems like a general yes in opinion from who was there) So having each Oracle have different personalities, each route having a different take on the MC! (It’d help with story, worldbuilding, etc.) and could help expand on the Li’s more too!
We tried to make the Li’s open to the MC, but some of them do have certain preferences, like Dior who wants someone cultured/invested in the world!
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"Oh, you can help. If you come with me... 60 years into the past, Nate/Katie."—Hovernyan, Yo-kai Watch 2
"An ancient mirror that embodied a soul and became a Yo-kai. It can make a portal between two mirrors."-Mirapo's Medallium biography
"Graaah! I want to be in a position to start Terror Time!"—Gilgaros, Yo-kai Watch Blasters
"I'll be hangin' around wherever Momonyan goes, nya!"-Chimpanyan in Blasters Camp
"A simple, serene Yo-kai whose calming aura is so effective, he can get even Roughraff to chill out." Sandmeh's Medallium biography
"The name's USAPYON! An' I'm no alien! I'mma Yo-kai!"—Usapyon, Yo-kai Watch 3
"Hmph...just 'cause my name's Toiletta doesn't mean I'm ALWAYS in a toilet."—Toiletta, Yo-kai Watch 2
"Why hello! My name is Whisper! At your service!"—Whisper, Yo-kai Watch 3
"A Wicked boss who is always all in. No Yo-kai can match Untidy for pure power."-Untidy's Medallium biography
"One of the Enma of successive generations who sealed away the legendary Stormweaver, him being the 5th. Ever since he was chosen as the 5th, he’s been anxious about the hitodama stuck to his back, and playfully attacking them."-Enma Neko'ou Matatabi's Medallium biography
"Through a freak accident during an experiment, an android researcher has become an android himself!"-Sighborg Y's Medallium biography
"A tiny, carnivorous plant Yo-kai that reassures those who hate insects. She lives off of bad insects that approach her loved ones, munching on every single one of them."-Pakkun's Medallium biography
“A tick that got hit by a futon dryer in tick-killing mode got turned into a Yo-kai. With their chubby appearance, they can catch their opponents off guard so that they could inevitably suck out the other Yo-kai's energy."-Daniel's Medallium biography
"A small guardian spirit that's inspiriting and always watching over a certain boy. His real name's different, but since he lost a lot of his power and memories, he's really ashamed that he doesn't consider himself worthy of bearing said name."-Suu-san's Medallium biography
"A cat that became a Yo-kai while it was still alive, due to having led a very long life. He's recognizable by his long ears and fluffy fur, and his nose works surprisingly well. His hobby and specialty is 'returning'."-Gusto/Nekomata's Medallium biography
"Thankfully, you can tell when a good omen is coming by the sound of his hammer banging against the cauldron. The cauldron on his head is always hot. He uses it to cook rice and boil tea."-Narigama's Medallium biography
"A Yo-kai with a cat-like appearance who can inflate his body like a balloon, going "poof", and freely change his appearance. Since he is little, he calls himself "Jī-tan".-Junior's Medallium biography
To celebrate the 10th anniversary of Yo-kai Watch in Japan, I drew a Yo-kai from mostly every tribe.
Do you hear that noise?
"Kamen Ride: Koma!"―Transformation announcement
"Humans are... Humans are... They're my friends and I won't give up because of what they did in the past!"-Lowderverse Komasan when fighting Zazel during the Movie 2 section of his story
"You don't understand, Swartz. Is that no matter how much you try, Kamen Riders are forever!"-Shadowside Komasan when fighting Another Oma Zi-o in Yo-kai Forever
Behold! The design of my one of my original crossover Kamen Riders, Kamen Rider Koma. His design is mostly inspired by Kamen Rider Ichigo, Zero-One, and Decade, if you couldn't notice that already.
Reblogs are always appreciated.
#yo kai watch#yokai watch#yokai watch shadowside#yo kai watch fanart#kamen rider#kamen rider oc#my art#kamen rider koma#kr koma#kr k#hovernyan#mirapo#gilgaros#chimpanyan#sandmeh#usapyon#toiletta#hanako san#whisper#untidy#Enma Neko'ou Matatabi#sighborg y#pakkun#daniel#suu san#nekomata#gusto#narigama#junior#komasan
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Tagged by @thalion71 thank you!
most hits: Dear Ecthelion (letters are hard to write in your head), with 336! I don't check my stats very often so that's crazy to me. It's probably because it's the only one I have written for LotR, not just the Silmarilion lol. It was my second? I think? Work I posted to be longer than 2000 words. I wrote it for SecretlyThranduil for TSS21 and I'm still pretty proud of it and how it got me thinking about Glorfindel, Ecthelion, and Erestor. I didn't actually get the chance to use most of the headcanons I came up with...
most kudos: Also Dear Ecthelion lol, for the suspected same reason as above. Behind it is I will go as seems good to me which is the start to an "Aredhel becomes a ghost and casually haunts Gondolin" AU that I have written very little about but continuously gives me brainworms. I am very very proud of the style of this one, I wrote it for Tolkien Gen Week 21 and it has haunted (ha) me ever since.
most comments: Remember, All, Listen, All, easily. Written for TRSB last year, my only (completed) multi-chap, and the 2nd longest. Far and away the fic I am proudest of. Perfectly suited to my interests, just enough of a challenge to test me, self-indulgent worldbuilding details, some light conlanging, and absolutely GORGEOUS prompt art by catadromously. Sticking exclusively to Dior's perspective of his fairy-tale parents was really fun and I think gave a pretty unique flavor, and I've been so, so, so gratified with all the positive feedback saying that they could feel and believe the relationships. If you only read/kudos/comment on one of these, this is the one I recommend.
most bookmarks: Calómë (dusk-light), a prompt fill for jaz-the-bard. Writing this was like polishing away a stone to reveal the heart of how I want to characterize Maeglin. Still working on how/if this fits into my personal Arda, and I know the Gondolin OT3 isn't everyone's cup of tea, but I did a lot in here that I'm very happy with, and it took me so long to work out a variation on both Lomion and Maeglin that I was pleased with, didn't have Implications, was gender neutral, and also translated easily and cleanly into both Sindarin and Quenya, so I'm definitely keeping Calómë.
most words: The Goddess and the Weaver, beating out Remember, All by a cool 600. Ironically, this is my other (unfinished) multi-chap. Two-shot? The second half is quietly languishing in my drafts but it is Not forgotten, and will be written if nothing else than for the sake of 3 (three) scenes that I have in extreme clarity in my head. I have So many Miriel thoughts about her and her relationships to life and Vairë and Finwë and Indis and her son... There is a Story behind this fic, which I don't have the space for here but is detailed in the author's note at the beginning, but even though it has fought me every step of the way I am content to let it rest now as is for a while before battling again. Also I did some funky formatting for Vairë's speech and pronouns which was a lot of work but very very cool imo.
least words: This is a Forest, at 547. I usually post short one-shots because I know that I can get them done even when I have almost no inspiration or energy, but this is short even for me. Written for a class as fanfic with the serial numbers filed off and posted in its natural habitat, this is purely self indulgent Doriath As Fey Eldritch Horror Entity With Beren Dealing purple prose. Is it my best technical work? No, but I had so much fun with it, and I think I got across the vibes I wanted to. Also Quick shout outs to the least word runner-ups: A Cruel Forest (630) which is the same Doriath As Entity premise but with a completely different style and Elured and Elurin as Eldritch Maiarin Entities Twisted, and the prince is dead (661) in which Fingon has an existential crisis about his name and the kingship after his father rides out to face Morgoth. Both also written for Gen Week 21. I had so much time that year.
Tagging: @yellow-faerie @tilions @jaz-the-bard @amethysttribble @starspray @swanmaids @arofili if y'all feel like it! Any other writers who see this and want to self-promo, count this as me tagging you to show off your stuff.
#tag game#my writing#self promo#mmm tempted to start a tag game of 'three of your fics you think deserve more love and why' now... mayhaps...
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Passing this along because I'm genuinely curious.
Hello there! You've been tagged! You don't have to do anything if you don't want to, but if you'd like, list 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! Learn to know your mutuals and followers! 💖💖💖
Hi, thanks for ask !
1 / My sister. It's not a what, but knowing she's here is enough to make me happy. ( I'll put close family in the same point, but my sister comes 1st :'D ).
2/ Pets and animals in general. I like animals a lot, learning about them or seeing them makes me happy. My own pets are rays of sunshine every day. They don't know how precious they are.
3/ Gaming as a whole. Roleplaying, board games, video games... I find a lot of joy in them (RPG especially).
Currently, I find joy in TTRPGs and GMing. It's fun times. I love collaboring with others when I feel invited and safe to share without being put aside or ignored. TTRPG gives me that. I get to create and tell a story with others or participate and tell a story with other players in another GM's sandbox. It's really nice and fuels me with positive energy.
4/ The disney animated movie Hercules somehow. It's my comfort movie since I'm a kid and it never missed to improve my mood !
5/ Creating art for others somehow. I am usually inspired by other people's stories or characters. Participating in Artfight for example is a pleasure. Collaborative art as well ! I like to do trades, or gifts, or participating in a project with others. Seeing something you created comes to life ( or created by others ! ) is a very special feeling. It sparks joy to me. It can allow for meeting new people, despite language barriers or different cultures. It can help bringing people together and find friends maybe. Or learning about new things. Art is wonderful.
have a soft spot for the gloomy art and dark subjects. I should just say art in general. I love seeing art, sharing art, hearing about new form of arts. Discuting about art. Telling people I like their art. Art in general is a field that makes me happy. I feel thankful for artist to exist.
I've listed things that are so general and basic, I'm so sorry n_n
#i didn't expect an ask tbf !#i hope the answers are ok#answered#hnk ramblings#ty for asking <3#receiving asks is sparking joy as well !#mx-lamour#is it ok to post the ask back to you ?#i can be awkward so i hope the answer is not too much awkward#or totally not what was asked#but all of this makes me happy
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The End Of The ‘Keeping The Narrator Company’ Livestream
The end has come after 42 days of nonstop company keeping lol. I put together these two videos as a sendoff to both the stream and the game.
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Make sure to watch it all the way through. The way it is structured is deliberate. This video is very personal to me and maybe a tad over the top in sentimentality, but I think I've earned the right to a little sentimentality lol. Maybe just like how I thought nobody would care about the stream and was proven wrong, others will still get meaning out of this video too. This video is meant to represent what the Narrator as a character and The Stanley Parable as a whole means to me as a creative inspiration after a long bout of depression destroyed so much of my creative energy. All of this has helped me to begin the long and ongoing process of escaping the awful place I have been in.
The video is also about how fictional works inevitably take on new forms through the creativity they inspire in others. The death of the author is also the (re)birth of the author. An endless cycle of inspiration branching off and growing only to inspire more branches to grow. Ideas building upon one another. The end never being the end does not have to be a cycle of stagnation. There will always be sparks of inspiration to carry us onward.
It's also mild commentary on one of the big things this stream showed, that the game fundamentally denies you a means to interact positively with the Narrator in almost all cases. Skip button? He will never notice that you're not pushing the button. Zending? He has nothing to say unless you start to defy him. Even the freedom ending, where you do play out his story in the way that he wants, you are denied because he remains an impersonal narrator lacking any of the nuance the other routes give him. But for me, and staying true to the hopeful theme of the stream, it doesn't matter much because I still found meaning in the act. I like to think that I both honored and gave something back to this game in the form of a unique interaction with it. I don't think there are many other games out there that would get someone to consider sacrificing 41 days of their PS4's lifespan to it for no in-game benefit lol.
One thing that ultimately inspired this video as the sendoff for my time with this game was the unavoidably of pressing the skip forward button. The big irony of the stream is that it only happened because that button has already been pushed to its conclusion. This stream about defying pushing the button only exists because the emotional weight of pushing it has already occurred. This meaningless gesture toward this character I empathize with only takes on any sort of meaning after having pushed the button to its conclusion. You cannot escape the button, really, because you would not avoid pushing onward until after you've already seen the content that lies ahead, but on the other hand, defying it only has its impact once you've seen how bad it gets.
As I spoke of in my blog post about running this stream, I saw a lot of myself in the skip button scene and I think the desert that comes after it scared me in a different way because of all the unpleasant implications it has. I cannot know the true meaning behind the desert and I have a million different theories, but the general conclusion I come to about it and the epilogue is that, yeah, the unknown is scary, and when facing the unknown but likely sad fate of this character I empathize with, I have made the choice to interpret it in a hopeful light because of what I see of myself in it, even if everything about it points toward cynicism. Death of the author and all that jazz. This desert is a bleak thing to be confronted with, but one must confront it. I understand that all too well. It is so easy for me to envision the effect my own depression has had on my mind as the same sort of desert and I know now that it was never the end that I thought it was. It's the start of something new after what has felt like several eternities filled with pain, solitude, and apathy. I think the post-skip desert is a place of endings but also a place for new beginnings. A place for new possibilities to rise up out of the dust of what came before. Maybe I'm just a hopeful fool who wants to see hope in a game so lacking in it. Maybe it's because the game can feel like a mirror at times, but I guess I just like to think that there is hope to be found in this game that so badly wants you to interpret it as a hopeless spiral. I leave this game defying it to the very end lmao.
Well, this is the end of the road for me. I could not keep the Narrator company forever, even if it was fun to pretend like I could for a little while. Regardless, I'm going to carry this spark with me into whatever I create next. It is that which inspires inevitably taking on another new shape as the cycle continues.
Take care, pal. It's a desert out there, but I think we'll be fine.
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This second one is even more personal and unlikely to resonate with anyone but me, but it still carries the theme of sincerity mixed with silliness. It's flawed due to my own inexperience (I didn't catch that I was filming in vertical mode till it was too late to fix it, for one lol), but I've decided to accept the imperfection of it. I'll let you in on something so that maybe this video will have a little more meaning. When I was a kid, my grandma would take me and my sister to this park all of the time and we would never miss a chance to walk this forest path. Even as an adult I would still get together with her every once in awhile to come to this park and walk the path with her. This is the first time I've walked it since her death. It's a lot lonelier now, but I'm glad to have finally walked it again. All it took was a stupid little livestream that made me want to take a video outdoors so that I could end it on a joke about touching grass lmao.
EDIT: There is also a post-livestream Discord chat. If there is anyone left who isn’t already in there who wants to keep chatting now that the stream is gone, message me and I’ll get you an invite.
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