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cosmonadarovicarts · 2 months

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Series/webtoons if you like Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss

Lovely hell

I'll start right away with the probably least known AND best of all - at least in terms of being similar to the universe of HH and HB-.

"Tanz, a powerful creature of pure evil, is vanished to Earth agaist her will. Weak and without a plan, she'll have to rely to Cain, a human, to guide her throught the world and figure a way back to her home: Hell."

First of all, it's a webtoon, so you can read it for free on Webtoon! Created by Tita (stage name Lorsupp), the story takes place in the present day. our protagonists are biblical characters (I won't give spoilers about who Tanz is. Cain, you guys must have already understood...).

This webtoon deserves much more recognition! the story is organic and well-paced, funny and tense when necessary. The characters are super charismatic and have chemistry, the Lore of Hell is super interesting and with a different approach from HH/HB. I love the character design - you can see the evolution of the author's traits as the chapters go by.

It's great to see other ways of approaching well-known characters -like the Jewish/Christian angels and demons-. A emphasis for Gabriel, ahhh this character hahah Anyway, this webtoon is the one I most recommend!

You can read it -> Webtoon account

When Instagram starts working again, I'll share the creator's account here!

Vilanius

This series - with just a few episodes left - is a Mexican animation released for Cartoon Network. Compared to HH's type of humor, here it is much more toned down, as it is aimed at a younger audience.

"Villainous is the story of Black Hat Org., run by Black Hat (whose name is synonymous with villain, a reference to the evil black-hatted cowboys of Western films) and his team of three less evil sidekicks. Black Hat is trying to sell various evil inventions created by Dr. Flug and is desperate to fulfill his evil aspirations. However, things often end badly for him, as brilliant innovations tend to have small and often comical flaws."

The lore has nothing related to the Hell, but it still focuses on the evil side of the story. I love the character designs, very similar to HH. It's worth checking out, even more Latin animation!

The Good Place

A series already consolidated and finished. One of my favorites on Netflix!

Even though it's not exactly Heaven and Hell, the concept is very similar. but what stands out here is the philosophical debate about what is right and wrong, how to be a good person in a world marked by individualism, competition and exploitation so that a person can have the basics to survive? -neoliberalism cough cough-.

"Eleanor Shellstrop wakes up to discover that she has died and entered the afterlife. But when she is told by her mentor Michael that she is in the "Good Place" because of her good deeds, helping to get innocent people off death row, she realizes that a mistake has been made because the people They think she is someone else with the same name."

Question about existentialism, ethics and the meaning of life debated in a fun way! A quick comparison to Bojack Horseman, a series that I love. in The Good Place, the existentialism, life and death are treated in a much more optimistic and... beautiful way, while in Bojack it is pessimistic and heavy. the debates on human existence can have lighter conclusions - this is not a criticism of Bojack, just a different approach.

Guardians of the Mansion of Horror

This recommendation won't have a personal review because... I still need to watch it! but I saw so many people recommending it, saying that it has good LGBT+ representation that I thought it would be interesting to bring it here. If anyone has already watched it and wants to say something about it...

"Guardians of the Mansion of Horror follows friends Barney and Norma as they work at a theme park during the summer. The two take the night shift and are responsible for organizing the place while it is empty. What they didn't expect is that this fun place is actually an interdimensional portal to hell. Suddenly, several supernatural creatures appear to haunt the Earth and the two friends must join forces to stop them. To do this, they receive help from the talking dog, Pugsley."

Inside Job

Here we have the biggest injustice in the history of Netflix, the cancellation of this series! I brought it here because of their type of acidic and critical humor towards society - not that this criticism is present in HH-. An adult animation, with swear words and the same irreverent touch as HH, following the shadow side of society.

"A dysfunctional team working in a hidden government department is tasked with keeping conspiracies around the secret world. From complicated attacks to secret societies, anti-social technology genius Reagan Ridley will need to work in a place full of shapeshifting reptilians and psychic mushrooms, at the same time as she must deal with an unbalanced father, in order to achieve the dream she dreams of. promotion."

Emphasis to the animation itself and the character design. When it comes to other species, we have unique designs, they even resemble the design of demons in HH.

irreverent, intelligent and humorous. 🤌

Good Omens

It's almost a rule, if you watched Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss, you also watched Good Omens!

For those who have never given the series a chance, here are some reasons to watch it now: Inspired by Neil Gaiman's work - and approved by him! -!. It is focused entirely on this universe of Jewish/Christian characters - and it is possible to see how well they are studied! There are references that only those who have studied demology or the sacred writings of these religions will understand-

The first season has a wonderful rhythm with captivating characters - the second lacks this a little. The angel and devil couple are super charismatic and you root for them.

Watching some of the biblical events from the point of view of the questioning and sinister demon Crowley and the good lamb Aziraphale is wonderful!

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fandom #hazbin #the good place #good omens #inside job #cartoon #cartoon network #crowley #aziraphale #crowly x aziraphale #lucifer morningstar #hellaverse #helluva boss #series recommendations #series

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applepie2523 · 3 months

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"I feel like some of this criticism towards the show being pro-Black is unfounded, but there is truth to the sentiments, specifically in how key moments in the narrative have been framed and brushed over, while similar things have been focused on in a different manner

For example, the dichotomy between focusing on the girl Aegon rapes vs completely disregarding the person that Daemon killed to let Laenor escape his life

We get a lot of focus on Dyana and get showcased Alicient's veneer of hypocrisy- she who veils herself in religion but covers up her son's heinous crimes. Then we get a scene of her disparging her son for his vile behavior and hugging Helaena for the shame Aegon brings to others and his own marriage.

On the other hand, when Rhaenyra and Daemon plan for the fake-death of Laenor, the guy Daemon kills is a completely throwaway moment, and the focus of the scene is how there plan allows for Laenor to leave Westeros behind and live a happy life

Simply put, these two scenes where two random, "unimportant" people are victimized are presented in completely different manners which provoke completely different reactions from the audience. With the Laenor scene, the audience walks away happy because Rhaenyra and Daemon don't kill Laenor like it seemed they would from their speech and the focus is triumphant and just. The dead guy doesn't matter in the slightest. With Dyana, it completely shatters any sort of character arc or sympathy that Aegon may have had and firmly places him- who is the figurehead of the Greens- to be a character that is reviled by the audience and whose downfall is something to look forward to. Who the hell can even possibly support a rapist? Murder is something audience members can forgive, justify and accept- rape never ever

There are other moments throughout the show that are along the same lines. For example, giving Rhaenyra the opportunity to propose a marriage between Jace and Helaena as a peace offering that is rejected places her in a more sympathetic light as someone who was genuinely trying to reach out and make amends. I understand that this is an adaption and things are justifiably changed, but in the books, Corlys immediately has Jace and Luke bethroed to Baela and Rhaena so his true blood ends up on the throne and the insult of trying to pass off Strong bastards as true-born Velaryons is lessened. By making Corlys literally not care about blood and names, it gives the show an opportunity to make Rhaenyra look better

They also remove some of the brutality and ruthlessness of Rhaenyra. Instead of ordering the death of Vaemond and feeding his corpse to Syrax for insulting the parentage of her children, Vaemond is killed in court. And although violent and sudden, it is framed in a "good" way to the audience, since it directly follows the amazing Viserys sequence of coming to the throne and defending his daughter, along with the incredibly touching Daemon-Viserys moment of helping him to the throne

Likewise, the "questioned sharply" line following Aemond's mutilation is not framed in a way to express to the audience that Rhaenyra meant for Aemond to be tortured. She says he must be questioned sharply and then that transitions to Viserys simply questioning Aemond

This is kind of what, for me, makes the show pro-Black. If I had to characterize the show, I would say it's pro-Black and goes out of its way to make Alicient sympathetic. But overall it doesn't care too much for the Greens

I also feel like they slightly undermined the story that they themselves were trying to tell and set-up prior to the episode 6 timeskip and change-up of the actors. The show was clearly setting up that the primary motivation of the Greens was Alicient fearing for the safety of her children and family from Rhaenyra (with the rift starting by Rhaenyra's lies at the Godswood and Otto's departure in the rain) and the danger that Daemon posed

This would have required the Blacks and Daemon to be more unsavory and vicious in the post-timeskip episodes than they ended up being at all, because the show went out of its way to avoid that kind of stuff. For example- and this is a huge point that I think has been overlooked- the whole point of Rhaenyra and Daemon faking the death of Laenor was to signal to their enemies- ie Alicient and the Greens- that they were dangerous and should not be messed with.

The death of Laenor should have struck some fear in Alicient over what the two newly weds could have done to her own children. But narratively, literally the only consequence of Laenor's death was to introduce some temporary tension between the Blacks and Rhaenys that is ultimately resolved in the very same episode. The potential impact it should have had on Alicient is just not present

Another consequence that was completely ignored was the impact Rhaenyra and Daemon's marriage should have had on Viserys. It was already set up that he greatly disapproved of whatever was going on between the two of them in the earlier episodes, but there was no payoff to that once they got married. In the books, this is what causes Viserys to kick Rhaenyra out of court, but the show instead wanted to focus on the positive relationship between Rhaenyra and Viserys and Daemon and Viserys in his last episode

Now I'm not saying that that decision was a bad one- it was really touching and incredibly emotional- but paired up with everything else, I think the post-timeskip show has definitely tilted the narrative to be pro-Black and undermine what earlier parts of the story was trying to set up. It's doing this while also trying to maintain some sympathy for Alicient

The one very stand out thing that they have done is Aemond's character though. Obviously he will be a villain, but they've done an incredibly good job at making him sympathetic and understandable (I will fiercely maintain that he has done absolutely nothing wrong so far in the show). I wish that were extended to the rest of the Greens as they could make them the obvious villains they should be in the narrative, while still making them sympathetic and understandable." -- by a random person on the r/asoiaf subreddit

#team green #anti hotd #alicent hightower #hotd critical #aegon ii targaryen #aemond targaryen #heleana targaryen

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terezis · 2 years

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ok here’s my taz steeplechase character notes

for ur reference and mine:

carmine denton: the founder of dentonics, the "first name in entertainment" and the company behind the theme park steeplechase, aka the setting of this campaign

he began founding travelling carnivals and state fairs in the 2030s and 40s, which ended up becoming regional theme parks similar to busch gardens

later, he bought up some land in georgia and founded the first layer of what would become steeplechase; he began moving elements of the other parks he’d built here, and then built upwards, creating the different "layers" of parks that exist in steeplechase today

the campaign takes place a few hundred years in our future

we're starting in the "ustaben" layer of steeplechase, which is built around nostalgia... taking experiences that you thought you’d never have again brought back to you for a very "reasonable" fee. the pcs work at an arcade called "poppy's place"

PLAYER CHARACTERS

travis is playing lyndon julius, but he goes by the alias BEEF PUNCHLEY. call him beef. he's a cutter, which is like a fighter

a very large and beefy man

either a former heavyweight boxer or an arm wrestler, not sure which

had to leave this profession after some "issues" and is not allowed to box anymore

was pretty famous, people knew of him, so now he's like, almost a mascot-like figure? sounds like he does promoter work within the park. tries to get people to play BEEF PUNCHLEY'S PUNCH OUT arcade game. it’s an arm wrestling game.

i am personally picturing him as like a guy who would probably sign autographs at a local comic con, but that's just me

special move: not to be trifled with

clint is playing EMERICK DREADWAY. he's a whisper, which is the blades in the dark equivalent of a magic user.

this world doesn't have magic in the dnd sense; hard light technology is its "supernatural" equivalent. it's basically solid holograms with shape, form, and physicality. is the secret to dentonic's success

emerick was a "creationeer," one of the fathers of hard light technology/ one of the first innovators, but he's not a very forceful guy so other people took credit for his "genius" and he's been kinda ousted and demoted over time, which "wrecked his life"

basically a maintenance guy now, works on hard light constructs

older man, slim and "waspish"

special move: compel

griffin is playing MONTROS PRETTY (he/him). montros is a slide, which is a "subtle manipulator and spy." a salesman kinda character. described as a charismatic opportunist

was a "cast" member and, on the criminal side of things, used to be a low-tier member of another crew; he left that crew on bad terms and now works at this arcade

special move: cloak and dagger

griffin says he's always wearing a hard light, hexadecimal mask whose face changes to display emotion. justin asks griffin to clarify and make it less creepy. griffin says it is very uncanny valley, making it more creepy

only takes the mask off to eat spaghetti

the crew

the crew's main gig is peddling luxury experiences (normally only available to parkgoers) to other employees, done via hard light projection

like when you're working in the best buy warehouse and you wanna lay down behind the fridge boxes where the cameras can't see you so you can't get in trouble with your bosses

a sneaky break room to relax on the boss's dime kinda thing

tentatively called mirages

currently based out of the back room of the arcade

minor npcs so far include: poppy mervin, their boss at the arcade, nice guy

“the more kindly poppy is the more likely u will have to kill him" - justin

someone they like: eustace chevon, an ai hard light construct grandpa

someone they hate: viktrola gold, the nosy guy who works at anachronknicknacks

the woman who falls from the sky: black trenchcoat, three knives strapped to her, balaclava, says "fuck"

#taz #taz steeplechase #taz spoilers #phew

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shions-chin-scar · 7 months

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i want a full essay on haruta, you seem like a knowing person

*cracks knuckles* My time has come.

So, Haruta. Whether you love 'im, hate 'im, love to hate 'im, he's a character that few people in the fandom feel indifferent about. But I believe that he's also slightly deeper than the giggling sword-wielding maniac he seems to be at first glance.

Also there will be MANGA SPOILERS so don't click if you're anime-only

First, let's take a look at his name.

Shigemo is written with 重 (“shige” = heavy, important) and 面 (“mo” = mask), and together those two characters can literally be read as "multi-faced". This is already a hint to his personality: Haruta is someone who acts childish and humorous, but is actually cruel and cold-hearted.

Haruta is written with 春 (“haru” = spring) and 太 (“ta” = thick/big, a common male suffix). Spring is the symbol of new life, of a fresh start. It could be a possible hint to him recently becoming a curse user, or maybe a reference to his power.

Next, his perceptive and cunning nature.

Because yes, Haruta is actually pretty damn smart and tactical despite acting like a goofball most of the time. People are way too quick to write him off as a weakling and make fun of both him and Nobara for her defeat at his hands. Here are a few examples:

^Recognizing Nobara and accurately gauging her growth despite not fighting her during their previous (and only) encounter

^Understanding what the injured Megumi was doing and not letting his own guard down

^Realizing what Megumi was about to do (unfortunately too late)

He's also surprisingly self-aware about his own limitations despite his arrogance regarding his own abilities. When Gojo broke the barrier around the school, what did Haruta do? Immediately dip. When Nanami backhanded him across the whole store, what did Haruta do? Realize he was way outmatched and try to run. He's different from the likes of Juzo (hang rack guy) or Jougo, who overestimate what they can do and underestimate their opponents. Haruta knows he's not hot stuff, and as he says it himself, he's best at picking on the weak.

And let's not forget what a tactical fighter he is.

^Sending his sword after Nitta, fooling Nobara and allowing him to both keep track of her position and take her down

^Targets his opponent's weak spots to take them down

That was actually one of my few pet peeves with the anime: it felt like they made him less tactical. They removed Nobara's line about him aiming for specific points, as well as him injuring her leg, and it made his question about the sword hitting her head seem genuine rather than sarcastic.

His potential past.

This is where I'll be entering headcanon territory, but canon backs me up quite a bit on certain elements of it.

Haruta mentions that he doesn’t even know what exactly his own cursed technique does or how it works. Therefore, the likelihood of him coming from a family of sorcerers or having received a formal jujutsu education are more or less void. Had he inherited a technique like Nobara or Megumi, or gotten schooling, he would probably know more about it.

There is a running theme among curse users (whose past we know) of being rejected, sometimes even persecuted by society for their ability to see the supernatural:

Therefore, it’s not too far-fetched to assume that Haruta likely went through something similar himself. It would explain a few things about him.

Haruta's psychological issues.

I'm going to say it straight off the bat: I won't diagnose him with anything. I'm not a psychologist, though I did study psych in college. All I'm going to do is list a few of the obvious issues he has and their potential causes. JJK is a series of grey and gray, not black and white. No one is pure good and pure evil in it (except arguably some of the Curses because, well... they're Curses), and everyone has their own unique circumstances that led to them being the way they are.

That being said, one thing that immediately jumped out to me about Haruta is his barely hidden low self-esteem and insecurities. He's actually quite self-deprecating. If he just did it around other people I'd be inclined to believe that it's part of his "uwu i'm baby" front, but he also does it when he's alone.

It's worth noting that he also seems to specialize in sneak attacks from behind - fitting for a self-admitted bully who prefers to prey on the weak.

Yet at the same time, he's pretty full of himself and seems to have a certain paradoxical sense of superiority.

That's why I half-jokingly said in the tags of a previous posts that he has an inferiority-superiority complex. I think Haruta knows that he's not strong, but that his technique is absolutely broken even if he himself isn't particularly skilled (though he seems to have gained some confidence between the school invasion and the Shibuya incident - that's part of why I think he's a fairly recent curse user).

It's worth noting that the jujutsu world is much more dangerous than the regular one and death roams around every corner, doubly so for curse users who have a Kill On Sight order on their heads, and triply so when one’s cursed technique isn’t suited for fighting. It must be easy to feel weak and helpless under those circumstances.

Now let's get to the obvious, which are also Haruta's biggest flaws: his sadism and impulsivity.

Haruta obviously takes a lot of pleasure in hurting others, but what's especially concerning is he seems unable to hold himself back when he sees an opportunity for it, or think of long-term consequences. He tried to kill an injured Hanami just because he could, without realizing that doing so would anger the other Curses, and he went after Megumi despite barely escaping his encounter with Nanami an hour or so prior, which led to his death. He actually reminds me a bit of Himiko Toga from My Hero Academia, in that both of them just want to have fun in this world. What Toga really wants deep down is love and acceptance though - unfortunately Haruta never got the character development that she did.

He also clearly lacks empathy, which in itself isn't necessarily a bad thing, but combined with a personality that enjoys tormenting other people and has poor planning skills, it makes for a devastating combo.

^A perfectly healthy reaction to seeing an injured ally

It's worth noting that sadism and aggressive behaviors are believed to stem from both genetic and environmental (e.g., childhood trauma) factors. It can for example be a way for the person to turn the tables on the world and vent out their past hurts and anger, by making other people suffer like they suffered. Or a way to feel powerful - again, Haruta is someone with low self-esteem who preys exclusively on the weak.

TL;DR

Haruta Shigemo is actually pretty damn cool and smart and not just some one-dimensional grunt and he deserved better.

^Me @ Gege

#asks #kiwimura #jujutsu kaisen #haruta shigemo #this took so long i'm SORRY. truly being an adult with adult responsibilities sucks #they don't tell you about that when you're in school #but anywAY thank you so much for the ask!! i may have gotten carried away just a little bit fhghfdudfd listen i just love wordvomitting #about my blorbos okay. especially the severely underappreciated ones #no one ever talks about haru </3 even now with the anime airing it's always beefcake nanami this and nanami's hands that (i love and suppor #all nanami fuckers i just wish there weren't so few of us twinkgemo enthusiasts)#also thank you 🥺 idk if i'm knowing but i did my best

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“Oh no, surely you’re due,” she started to joke only to have her grin drop same as yours to the sight of the van and three bodies blocking the alley off.

Hank Pym between his daughter Hope and a man you knew to be Scott Lang stood in similar leathery getups. Hank was the first to speak in the abrupt silence, “I’ve heard the White Dove does one favor, I am aware this is sudden but-…” By the spike in your pulse, or the step MJ took to inch herself behind you triggering your arm to ease out in front of her chest, all around the five of you a pale blue mist erupted.

All of a sudden the five of you were dropped heavily onto a stone floor resembling marble not native to Earth. Glass walls and pillars of the same material in a watch tower like space filled with bodies, both standing freely in similar uniforms or those in different styles apparently trapped in containment beams held by star shaped floating drones. Right away you began to cough air back into your lungs, taking in what you could of this odd place with different alien races around your group. One boldly familiar in the bunch was Peter Quill trapped inside the beams.

“Hey!” he exclaimed before he could stop himself, “Long time no see!”

His smile dropped when the curly haired male guard across from him pointed at you asking, “You know them?”

“No,” Peter said shaking his head. Failing to try and protect you from being lumped in with him and his ragtag group.

Drax, the scarred shirtless body hovering beside Quill spoke up, “Long time no see means you have seen them before, Peter.”

“She’s just a kid from Earth I saw in a park last time I was there. Glad you got that cast off.”

The hologram of a tree like creature spoke its name, but you heard it speak clearly, “What is a cast?”

“A cast, she had a broken arm, some guy with a wrench attacked her.” Peter tried to explain.

Scott Lang was the first to ask you softly while they spoke about you, “Do you know them?”

“Dad, where are we?” Hope asked Hank whose eyes were still fixed upon your seemingly calm self. Adding in a sharp whisper, “All you said was to watch out if her eyes lit up! You never said she teleports!”

And the hologram of the raccoon beside the tree creature, all separated but able to interact here for some possible reason of leverage in threat of harm when apart you guessed, spoke up dropping MJ’s jaw against her try to keep stoic as you seemed to be doing for her and the others. “Now that’s a fair bit more back story than what you’d get out of seeing a kid in a park.”

“What happens when I get cornered in an alley nowadays.” You replied lowly.

“I just needed to ask you a favor.” Hank tried to defend himself.

Drax nodded and a hologram of a blue woman with black eyes yet to be named Nebula spoke up, “That is no child of Terra, Peter. She is lying to you.”

“By cornering me in an alley?” you challenged him as your eyes swiveled over the guards who weren’t certain what exactly to do with this.

Gamora nodded at that, “No human has those eyes.” she agreed at the shared knowledge of even pink Kree being born with purple eyes.

“All I’ve heard is the White Dove would do one favor if it was interesting enough!” he answered pointedly.

The white haired woman called into the room put an end to this confusing moment by pointing at your group, “Apparently your escape plan backfired Star Prince,” a nickname that had Peter sigh and roll his eyes.

“There is no escape plan, and they aren’t with me.” Peter tried to argue to the swaying hand order that called four more drones from the wall to lift the five of you off the ground. “And you know it’s Star Lord.”

“Don’t do this,” you said flatly to the white haired woman puzzling the others as it came off as more or a warning to her than a plea to be released. She ordered the group be divided, you to stay here and the others taken away to soon be seen in holograms of their own. Over to Peter you looked while you were being hovered to be lined up inside the containment field Peter was being held in. “You aren’t particularly fond of anyone on this planet are you?” you asked compounding the concern of the guards who caught on to the ominous warning and confusion of everyone else.

“No, just come here to sell stuff every now and again,” he answered with a shake of his head.

“Good to know.” You replied unable to turn and watch where your group was being taken, but listened through the bee that had dropped off your hair to hide in MJ’s so you’d know how far away she was and how scared she was.

“Accomplice from Terra, tell us what you know of this buffoon of a criminal’s plan and we may yet let you go alive.” She spoke while you tried to calm yourself down at being held captive on a planet out of reach of Yggdrasil and by extension Eldfalls.

“Mark Twain once said, ‘Never argue with stupid people, they will drag you down to their level and beat you with experience.’ I take it you don’t have a lot of practice with buffoon criminals.” You replied and her brows dropped in irritation from their prior arched posture in some mental assertion of authority.

Drax chuckled as Peter said, “Never really took to Twain’s books. Couldn’t get even half through the one about the boy and the raft.”

Scott spoke up as he was being secured into his own containment field, “That’s his best book.”

The white haired woman looked to the hovering screen she motioned over revealing MJ being hoisted up over a circular opening in the floor of whatever room she was in. “Let me guess, lava pit?” You asked to the subtle pulses your bees sent out to help you keep track of where everyone was, helped greatly by the bee who snuck from your hair into hers before she was taken.

The white haired woman spoke up in a determined tone, “Tell me what the Star Prince here had planned on Xandar or I will have your companion dropped into the molten core of our planet.”

Right through the display screen matched by one she could see you on you watched MJ take a deep breath and try to keep from showing the panic on her face when she felt a tingle through her braid the bee there gave off mirroring the flutter of wings on the bee in your bangs. Without an ounce of care on your face you replied flatly, “Drop her.”

Gamora and Nebula shared a glance at one another to Hope’s whisper to her dad hovering beside her, “This is who you wanted to help us?”

You continued as Hope spoke, “What she gets for cheating on me with The Duckling.”

“Oh that’s cold,” MJ fired back trying not to have a smirk break across her face at the hint you had a plan.

“Drop her?” the woman repeated in shock to Peter’s wide eyed stare as Rocket and Groot looked between the both of you at this soap opera unraveling.

“Be sure to scream on the way down,” you said tauntingly to MJ.

“Oh, I am so going to haunt you,” MJ added on with eyes narrowed challengingly at you.

“Promises, Promises.” You replied and Gamora said to her sister, “I like these two.”

“Drop her,” The white haired woman spoke up in a gesture of her hand—… (to be continued in the series on ao3)

#snippet #marvel #MCU #xandar #tesseract kidnapping people again #hank and hope pym #scott lang #guardians of the galaxy pre team #mj #series #long fic #it’s my fave part of this chapter #more fun to follow

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greenerteacups · 11 months

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miss ma’am gtc!!! may we pick your brain about:

- your five favorite harry potter characters

- your five least favorite harry potter characters

- five scenes from the harry potter books that altered your brain chemistry

- five scenes from the harry potter movies that altered your brain chemistry

thank you, i love u so much!!!

oh SO fun thank you for the question!!

(1) top five blorbos (in no particular order): 1. Hermione Granger (I lied about the order. She's first). She's SO. She exists at the perfect spot on the smart/stupid friendly/mean optimistic/pessimistic continuum, she's so rich. She changed me as a person when i was 11 years old and I would not be here without her, probably. The others, actually in no particular order, are: Draco Malfoy (sad little rich boy doomed by narrative but also the Narrative is social conditioning and he had free will the whole time, fucking gut-punch, mwah, the best of both kinds of tragedy) and Sirius Black (tasty, complex, brilliant rendering of a grown-up antihero who worked through his problems but still has Issues, arguably JKR's best character work in any book comes in Sirius in OOTP where he keeps comparing Harry to James, it's fucking heartbreaking). Also Remus and Ginny. (What if you forced yourself to get over your celebrity crush despite him Living With You basically 24/7 and then you became a popular confident athlete loved by all for being ferocious in defense of the vulnerable, then your celebrity crush fell head over heels for you anyway. what then?)

(2) least favorite blorbos. I think about these in the "opposite of love is indifference" type of way, because I love a character that I can hate. Like, Umbridge is awful, but I could, in theory, explain any given action that she takes by referencing her motivations and context. But I struggle with characters I don't understand, or worse, that I don't believe. Namely, Peter Pettigrew, whose betrayal kicks off the whole story to happen and is never explained. So you get all these Marauders fics where this cool, era-defining foursome is actually just The Marauder Trio Plus This Guy I Guess, but his betrayal would not have hurt these people like it did if he wasn't a dearly beloved friend. I don't like Peter because I don't believe in him, as a character. His past and his present don't match.

Same for Bellatrix, unfortunately, because although she's a cool concept, I have no idea what's under the hood in her cranium. How did the same family produce her and Andromeda? Who knows. Really sucks because she's the kind of girl who would my favorite in a different kind of story — love an evil bitch, my God — but she doesn't have the texture to get me there. Also, hot take, but Molly kind of bugs me: starting with Book 5, she gets pretty hard on Sirius (fairly! she is a parent trying to watch out for Harry, and Sirius is very much not!) but she's super unkind about it, and doesn't really try to sympathize with him at all. Plus she nags Remus about getting with Tonks, which I think is kind of out of bounds and also unrealistic for a woman who is the mother of a person Tonks's age to want, so it's just like, JKR wanted a Moral Authority to tell Remus to fuck a twenty-three year old, cool, sorry Molly, sucks that it had to be you.

Dumbledore frustrates me for similar reasons, there's just not enough flavor; the Grindelwald thing from the movies would have been great if it were handled better and also officially written into canon, because it turns Dumbledore's life into a magnificently cool You Must Become Evil To Defeat It arc. how wild would that be? Dumbledore steps out of public life in the 30's to deny himself the temptations of power but the War forces his hand, three times, first with Grindelwald and then twice with Voldemort and so — gradually, gradually, but surely — Dumbledore is made to take the power he so feared, made to accept honors and give advice to Ministers and eventually he's grooming children as soldiers and thinking this is fine, I can handle this, and then he's keeping secrets from his closest lieutenants and lying to the Ministry about his plans and he's still thinking I'm the only one who can handle this, and then by the time he realizes Harry has to die, maybe he doesn't hesitate. And maybe he's still technically morally in the right, and it's necessary, but — hey, anyone think about what Dumbledore was planning to do if Harry hadn't volunteered to die? But listen: it's for the greater good.

Because maybe he never really stopped thinking that way. Maybe you need a Greater Good Guy on your team, if you're not gonna get your ass beat, but that doesn't mean you should necessarily crown him. And maybe you're not the hero the wizarding world deserves, but you're the one it needs right now, and all his life Albus Dumbledore desperately wanted to be the hero but destiny made him the anti-villain. Anyway that was some cool fanfiction I just wrote. In the books he's an old dude who's never wrong and he likes socks.

#this is already getting way too long so i'm gonna answer the others in another post #but yeah! oh the fifth least favorite character — after a long power gap — is cho #I like cho IN THEORY I really struggle with her in canon #because she's flat. she's Pretty Quidditch Girl who cries a lot and then betrays them i want more i want FOOD #which could even just be a single conversation if harry ever like... asked her about it!#there's this series on ao3 by dirgewithoutmusic about the underappreciated girls of harry potter #and their work on cho is amazing. that cho is my babygirl. the canon cho is unfortunately not that #cant tag all these fools without someone getting mad so we just freewheelin

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mrluca097 · 2 years

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How HOTD try to whitewash the Black (by a more skilled writer than myself)

I feel like some of this criticism towards the show being pro-Black is unfounded, but there is truth to the sentiments, specifically in how key moments in the narrative have been framed and brushed over, while similar things have been focused on in a different manner

For example, the dichotomy between focusing on the girl Aegon rapes vs completely disregarding the person that Daemon killed to let Laenor escape his life

Another consequence that was completely ignored was the impact Rhaenyra and Daemon's marriage should have had on Viserys. It was already set up that he greatly disproved of whatever was going on between the two of them in the earlier episodes, but there was no payoff to that once they got married. In the books, this is what causes Viserys to kick Rhaenyra out of court, but the show instead wanted to focus on the positive relationship between Rhaenyra and Viserys and Daemon and Viserys in his last episode

#house of the dragon #game of thrones #team black #team green #rhaenyra targaryen #alicent hightower

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devilsqueen98 · 7 months

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Blood Moon

Things seem to be going well until secrets are revealed, the truth of werewolves. Amaris and her pack will discover what lead to sad tragedies in their lives. There will be love, heartbreak, and loss. In the mist of it all hope for them. Yet at what cost will it do to take down a vengeful raging filled witch whose target is Amaris's family.

TW: 18+ MDNI, Contains characters from different tv shows that I love.

A/N: A little bored so imma write y’all a story. I’m Native American and will used some of my cultures folklore but with a twist. So sit or lay in bed and enjoy.

Ch 1: Across the Country

"Most new wolves explained they been bitten by a rogue wolf." Sabrina said reading off the reports, "it goes up ten percent since last year." To say she's a beautiful woman with long shiny black hair, chocolate brown eyes that could freeze your heart. "Here." She open the map of Arizona with marks of territories we share with three other packs. Native Banes is west, Purestone to the east, and down south is Lockheart. As for my pack, Black Feather; we have the north after my father retired from being alpha two years ago. I received the responsibility for my home territory. However he still has some type of responsibility with his old pals. "Actually fifteen percent in the last six months." Jason a tone built guy with short dark hair, caramel tone skin and dark brown eyes. His brother Adam has the same built and similar features. "Don't start arguing about percentages." I waved my hand in the air for them to stop. Jason smiled, his smile caught many girls attention.

"No need to see who has more brains." Audrey spoke coming down with drinks with Adam behind her. A short lassie with shoulder length soft light brown hair and hazel green eyes. "We already know Sabrina wins by a thousand." She adds handing her gal pal a drink. "Ouch." Jason said with a hand over his heart. "She's not wrong." Adam comments before taking a sip of his ice tea. "Double ouch!" Jason gasps. "Alright. Alright enough. Let's get back to work." I chuckled. "On that note, both vampire and werewolf cases been popping up in Phoenix." Cat says handing me the paperwork. Her soft light brown eyes stared at me, with different shades of brown in her hair. "On that NOTE, glad we don't need blood to stay alive." "True we been the same age for years, well slowly aging." Adam speaks while tossing a ball in the air. He's right we're like vampires but better edition. Each of us are from the original packs but sadly their families were massacred the night of the great fire. "Do you all have things ready to go?" My mother calls from the the basement stairs. I mentally groaned to myself. "Why must we leave to Miami, Florida?!" Sabrina groans sliding herself onto the table. "What I heard it has a real vampire infestation problem." Cat answered. From leaving the forest to the city is absurd. Then again it's not a permanent move just temporary stay. All we gotta do is help and kill some bloodsuckers. And BOOM we're done and back home.

"This is the house we'll stay in for the time being. It's all furnished just need to pack the necessities to Miami." Mom said showing us a picture of the two story house. "Just hope we finished the job quick." I huffed with arms crossed I'm not really excited but will have to deal with it. "Now pack some stuff to take." She scooted the diner chair back, queuing us. As everyone went upstairs to pack some things I walked beside my mom. "Here's the paperwork on Phoenix. Oh! They didn't say anything else about the problem?" "No, but with the meeting they'll explain more on the topic. Now go pack some things, sweetie." My mom kindly gestured me to the stairs in which I obeyed.

"Amaris do you have another box?" Cat asked in which I gave her my last two. I don't really have much to bring just clothes and some books. "Thank you!" Cat shouts from her room while I mark my boxes with my name so it doesn't get confused with the others. "You ready?" Adam asked leaning against the door frame. "Eh, but hey we get some vampire action later. It's not all bad." I replied taking hold of one box to bring downstairs. "U-Haul is here!" Sabrina shouts.

We went up and down with our boxes to put in the truck. "Boys put the sheet on the diner table." Glanced over to my two younger brothers helping in covering some of the furnitures. "Alright start loading." My dad's voice spoke from the open front door. "Cat how many boxes do you need?" Jason question.

Boxes after boxes of our stuff filled the U-Haul to its end. "Yes we're done!!" Cat shouts while doing some kind of victory dance resembling a game of hot potato. "Calm down Cat, don't start tweaking." Adam said. "Like she can." Audrey whispered making Sabrina snickered as Cat glared at the both of them. "Don't start a dog fight girls." Jason came from behind and wraps his arm around my shoulders. "Lame joke dude." "Okay," Dad claps his hands, "Mrs. Peter is having a party tonight and invited us before we leave to Miami. Be ready by seven." He finishes.

When arrived to the lovely outdoor light party; we all splinted up going off to socialize with others. I was too busy admiring the decorations, lights hanging from trees, mason jars dangling down from branches above. Also, some of the light were wrapped around the trees. Tables with white cloths, small candles, and flowers in the middle. There's music and a wooden dance floor placed over the healthy green grass. "Wow. She always goes all out." I said to myself walking around. "Hello Amaris." "Mrs. Peter, what a lovely party." I complimented in which turned into a full blow conversation.

"There you are! Kol Mikaelson is here. He's looking for you." Audrey interrupted me and Mrs. Peter's conversation. "Evening darling." His voice smooth like wine and sweet as sugar. Turned around to see Kol and notice Audrey and Mrs. Peter left quickly. "Evening Love." I mocked his accent. Kol flashed me his breathtaking smile. To say I was captivated by him. So distracted I didn't realized he was centimeters away from my face as he gently pulled my hand up to his lips, placing a loving kiss on top. "Always looking beautiful, Amaris." He stated. "Thank you," I couldn't stop smiling, "as do you, Kol." He chuckles. Yes it's very odd and out of the picture I have feelings for the complete opposite creature. An Original vampire label as the wildest Mikaelson and the happy homicidal maniac. According to Niklaus and Elijah.

We stared into each other's eyes. "May I have this dance?" He asked, a cheeky grin appearing on his face. "Always." I smiled back, lightly laughing to hide my hardcore blushing. Kol guide us to the center of the dance floor. "Kol, I still haven't got the hang of dancing, you know." I laughed as he lift my still intertwined hands up, to the side, and placed his other hand on my waist, mine resting on his shoulder. "Not to fret, my love." He began, "I've had quite a few centuries to practice." He smirked making me giggle, he smile wider as we danced across the floor.

After the party Kol and I went for a walk. "Miami is quite a long trip." "Hopefully it's not a long stay." I said as we slowly made our way back to my house. "You'll be okay." He says twirling me into him. "Guess your right." We smiled and head down the road to my home. Getting closer Kol haves me a soft kiss, "Goodnight darling." Turned to walk away, but stopped due to me still holding his hand. "Stay." I said before opening my front door. Kol smiled and followed right after me. Up the stairs and into my room where we changed into more comfortable clothing. "Now goodnight Kol." I said giving him a sweet kiss. "Goodnight darling."

Forced down onto my knees with someone's hand tightly grabbing my hair. Glanced up seeing familiar faces down from the alter. The unknown man stood next to me as two minions throwing down Kol. "Kol!" I cried as he was weak and beaten to a bloody pulp. The man who was standing beside me moved and bend down to my level. "Now Amaris your going to kill Kol." His pupil expanded as he stared directly in mine. He was compelling me. I felt my fangs retracted losing the control of my own body. "Amaris! No fight it!"

I gasped for air as if all my oxygen was sucked out. My breathing became more steady after a few minutes. Pulled myself together and took a moment to analysis the dream. What the hell?! Rubbed my eyes, then my neck from the stiffness in the muscles. Pulled myself off the bed and head into the bathroom. Turn on the cold water to refresh myself after the nightmare. Stared at my reflection long dark brown hair, brown eyes and tan complexion. "Are you alright?" Kol asked from the doorway half asleep. Moved myself to stand face-to-face with him. "I'm okay." I said laying my head on his chest. "You sure, Amaris?" He whispered before placing a kiss where my shoulder meets my neck. "It's just a stupid nightmare, Kol. Let's go back to bed." Lightly grabbing his hand and lead us back to the bed. "Are you sure?" He asked worried laced his voice. "Yes. Now let's get back to sleeping." I said, pecked his lips. Kol smirked and soon it turned into something else.

A few days later we were getting ready to leave. My dad and Adam left early the next day after Mrs. Peter's party. Pulled Klaus and Elijah in for hug before making my way to Kol. "I'll see you soon, darling." He says and kisses my forehead. "Sooner I hope." I gave him a kiss before leaving with my family. On the way there I was getting a bit nervous but I pushed it aside. "Don't worry Kol will still be here Amaris." "My only concerned is the problem were diving head first in." I said staring at the passing trees outside the car window.

From the car to the plane was a blur honesty. Even so a uneasy feeling grasped at my throat and couldn't shake it off. Before taking off I place my headphones on to past time. "It won't last long." I whispered closing my eyes from feeling more comfortable in my seat.

Someone was shaking me I opened my sleepy eyes to see Jason. "How long?" I asked stretching. "Don't know, but we're in Miami." He said as everyone else was getting their bags. "Come on let's go." Jason said as he grabbed my backpack. All of us walked out of the aircraft. I took in the warm air of Miami and the smell of the ocean. Not gonna lie I almost gagged from the overwhelming smell. "The taxi is here."

As the taxi driver drove everyone was looking out of the windows seeing the big houses. My only thoughts is the vampire problem in this city. The van stops in the long driveway. Hopped out and grabbed our bags while mom gave the middle age man the money and left.

Once we entered the house everyone went running to find the perfect room. Jason took my bag so he could put it in the second biggest room he says it's because I'm the alpha. I decided to poke around the house for a bit. Big kitchen, backyard and pool too. There's the basement. I head down and see it's the same as our house, having the same resembles of a hospital and vet. No humans can't have these house unless they have the right too which is mostly not possible. And cells made for our kind and vampires. "They're here guys!!" Cat yelled and I started to making my way up the stairs. "Hey ready to unpack!" Adam said unlocking the U-Haul. "Yay! I'm so excited." Audrey dropping sarcasm. I grabbed the huge boxes of clothes. "Amaris you gotta act human." Dad said making me sigh. "Sabrina help, please?" She grabbed the other side of the box and took it inside.

In my new room, hanging my clothes in the closest when a sharp agonizing pain on the side of my head overwhelms me. A small whine left my lips so I don't alert the others of my discomfort. Less then a few seconds it stopped all together. It could possibly be the full moon, I haven't shifted in awhile.

#kol mikaelson #werewolf #vampire #the mikaelsons #original story #the originals #my writing #fanfic #im bored #witch #elijah mikaelson #niklaus mikaelson #Spotify

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rainingstarz55 · 2 years

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Okay, so I’ve started watching the series Lucifer on Netflix now that all the seasons are on there. There is a a character in it whose supposedly is Lucifer’s brother and the eldest of God’s Angels, so yeah….was kinda caught off guard with this and actually tried to look up the guy, but he’s never mentioned in the bible, but are speculations that he was an angel God once trusted before turning against him since he wanted to make his own kingdom that is not under God’s name. Some say he’s a rip off of Michael’s character, which I honestly don’t know why the show doesn’t just give him the name Michael instead, or even Azrael who probably would hate the fact that he may have to do a much bigger shift since Lucifer is no longer running things in Hell.

Anyway, this has me thinking of changing the dynamics of Heaven a little bit, like maybe once there was another Heaven built with different angels and Amenadiel was actually God’s first and favourite son for a while, before turning against God along with his own angels, this leading God to banishing them and having to recreate everything all over again. That possibility does sound like something I’m intrigued to go along with, like more mysteries with the universe and so on.

Anyway, Amenadial in the lil-lucifer au would be very similar to Michael when it comes to power and personality. In the beginning he respected his father and everyone else, but more or else expected respect from those below. He was always eager to show how he was the one and only perfect son. However, that power began to get to his head and he believed in creating his own kingdom for mortals to worship him, however God wouldn’t allow it, this leading to a brutal battle where many were killed. Pretty much the only one to have survived was Amenadiel alone, showing no concern or care that all his brothers are gone. In the end, God chose to simply shut out Amenadial in the old universe where hardly anything remains, just black space with a broken heaven and rocks floating about. His prison of loneliness. So God moved on and decided to make another Heaven and earth with new Angels. What do you guys think?

#lil lucifer au #fanart #archangel #amenadiel

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yuriko-mukami · 2 years

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2. Name a favorite sound to write to

7. If mun and muse could spend a day together, what would you do and why?

8. Name your favorite constellation

11. Explain the origins of your muse. Why did you choose them? What’s your focus with this character?

12. If you had to pick a different muse, what would it be?

More asks for Munday 🌻

2. Name a favorite sound to write to

Now, I'm not actually sure if this means a background noise or a sound effect I like to write. Sorry, for my lack of understanding of the English language 😅

For background noise, I have a soundtrack for Yuriko's story, and I use that a lot. It has songs that I associate with Yuriko and the muses in her life but also Yuuto and the story in general. I also have different playlists for smut scenes, Rukiko's story, and the story with Kuron. So, depending on what I'm writing, I use those accordingly.

For sound effects, forgive me for being lewd, but I really love writing sounds relating to sex scenes 🙈 And I'm struggling because in my native language I have so many varieties of words to use for that, but in English, I simply don't know enough synonyms and their connotations... so, I feel like I can't write the sounds to their fullest potential. The latest work has too much moaning, gotta do something to that.

7. If mun and muse could spend a day together, what would you do and why?

As I stated here, a visit to the national library or playing a visual novel together could be the options. Other than those, we could simply hang out, go for a walk, take some photos (selfies together?), and chat about everything. The main point is to do something relaxed so that the focus is on the other person and getting to know them.

8. Name your favorite constellation

Hmm... maybe Big Dipper because that's pretty much the only one I can find from the sky without any struggle 😅

11. Explain the origins of your muse. Why did you choose them? What’s your focus with this character?

Yuriko was originally a werefox whose skills were tied to the Finnish concept of revontulet (foxfire in English). Her name was Paju (Willow in English), and her father was werefox too. Her mother couldn't handle that and left.

I had planned for Paju a love triangle between a smart, bookwormish, a bit arrogant human boy and a lazy, rich werelynx boy who plays piano. The human boy had black hair and blue eyes, and the werelynx had messy blond hair and blue eyes 🙈

And at this point, I do swear I didn't have any knowledge of Ruki and Shuu whatsoever (or DL in general) when I was planning all this. I can see the similarities though now that I opened up my old file for this answer! 😱

Anyway, I couldn't make the story work... I guess I was still missing some pieces for it even though the relationships between characters were living in my head.

So, when I decided to RP in this fandom, I picked up Paju, who I loved so much, as my character. As you can see, I changed her name and background a bit and fitted the story around Japanese kitsune instead of Finnish fox tales. Foxfire stayed though, just in a different form 🤭 I simply felt that Paju fitted very well in Diabolik Lovers' world with tiny adjustments and since her own story hadn't come to alive, this was a perfect excuse for me to write about her anyway. Though after all RPing I now feel like Paju and Yuriko have become two different characters because Yuriko has formed bonds Paju didn't have and gotten experiences I didn't have a clue about when I started.

My focus... Well, I honestly wanted to write a good story with a hot romance while RPing with others. At that point, I still struggled between Ruki and Shuu, and I ended up choosing Shuu for Yuriko's canon but later I realized that Ruki is actually the one for her (a funny fact: in her original story it was also the human boy)... And... at that point, I had also come to realize that while Shuu is a hot guy, my heart actually belongs to Ruki in the same way as Yuriko's heart, so I changed Yuriko's canon story to Ruki route.

At the moment, my focus with Yuriko is to have fun by RPing with different people and writing an enjoyable canon story for her.

12. If you had to pick a different muse, what would it be?

Answered here.

#answered asks #lured into wonderland #munday #the admin speaks

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measuringbliss · 2 years

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you can't drop something that sounds as sick as cruciverbalist without explaining to me everything about the oc.

I might disappoint you since there's not much to say. He's an OC from April 2018, so at the time I was still... involved... in the D*ng*nr*np* fandom...

Anyway, let's talk about my cringiest era!

Bae-Je Sorel, half-Korean, half-French. Bae-Je (배겋 probably?) stands for... I have absolutely no idea, and it appears that it should be read Bae-Geoh so really, I'm just as confused as you are. Like, I apologize to anyone who vaguely knows Korean, this is... I don't know. ANYWAY.

"Sorel" comes from Julien Sorel, the protagonist of French classic novel Le rouge et le noir (The Red and the Black) by Stendhal, which I *haven't* read. I have no idea what this novel is about. I just thought (and still think) that "Sorel" is a nice sounding name. I think that's basically it. "Sorel" is pronounced just the same as "sorrel", which is a color similar to chestnut, hence the color being present in the pic above. Maybe there was also a link to "saumure" (brine) but... eh.

Basically, Bae-Je Sorel is what happens when you've been doing [insert cursed fandom name] roleplays for a while and you want to play again but, eh, maybe not, you don't feel motivated and years later you'll figure out that it's linked to your ADHD but for now, in 2018, you just... eh. That's it. So you stumble upon an interesting activity (creating crosswords), figure that it's fun and nobody else will pick *that* as the talent for their OCs (every D.R RP OC needs a specific talent).

Well, I don't even remember how much I roleplayed him. I half-assed his backstory and I just *know* I wasn't that interested in him.

Fun fact, here's the list of my D.R RP OCs by talent: Ultimate Suicidal Guy whose sprite was a modified version of a canon character, it was my first time doing sprite edit (the idea was that in a universe where characters killed each other, people were supposed to think he'd finally succeeded at doing it but surprise! actually he was murdered), Ultimate Opportunist (I played the previous guy and him at the same time because having your character murdered meant you couldn't play anymore, so we were allowed to have two of them which meant I had to juggle different devices because at the time Discord didn't really exist so we used SKYPE and it was A MESS. A BIG MESS. I'm talking "at first, use the same phone and just switch between two accounts anytime those characters do something, but the switching accounts takes a small while and by the time you're back, 150 messages have flown by" and later, "you use your Playstation Vita so that it's easier but it's still A MESS" let me tell you the Bliss of that time was SOMETHING) whose sprite was a barely modified version of Battler Ushiromiya, I think he actually had another, more official talent but I can't remember it but "Opportunist" was a ~secret talent~, I think after that I had another guy but I can't remember his talent for the life of me, I took his sprite from an unknown Japan-only PSP visual novel, then I had another guy who, this time, played a nice part in a RP, I used a fanart of Zen from Persona Q. That last character was a manipulator and I intended for him to be a killer from the start. He has, like, weapons or something in his watch. I think I got inspired by Light Yagami lol. Ironically, I think he was a victim. Oh well.

So I'm pretty sure Bae-Je was my last D.R RP OC. Or maybe the penultimate one.

I do have other OCs, because I worked for about 4 years on a fangame for that same universe, but I eventually officially gave up on making it in 2021, I think. The characters were much better than all of those above, thankfully lol

Oh, by the way, his pose imitates the one a character does in an anime opening of D.R. You see those characters fall and I thought it was a very striking image. Actually the whole OP is amazing so if you're curious, here's a link for the first version and for the second version (actually there's 3 versions from what I remember but it's about small changes).

...Dear Lord, didn't expect to write all that. Oh well.

#I'm actually still involved in that fandom because. um. I founded a fantranslation team for the games. so um.#i've been very heavily involved for pretty much a decade (ugh) but in the last few years I've tried to deal with it as little as possible

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cassicaendra · 7 months

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💫 FROM NARUTO TO BORUTO FANFICTION💫 #2

Official name: Unexpected

Only here on En here. From author personally.

P.s. sometimes dumb! Oops. (Daichi/dai/day - one person)

- Come on, Naruto.

The black-haired girl had his eyes.

He had seen her before.

- Ah, Kumiko. Through the door entrance for the weak?

It was the same girl who a few minutes ago had organized a quick conversation in the confusion in front of a lot of families coming from the same exam.

- An urgent gathering at your house, Uzumaki-doshi. It does not tolerate delay.

The girl bowed respectfully, and went the same way back.

"She is the strangest chunin, after Orochimaru..."

And went after the girl..

..Upon arrival, he found himself in complete shock.

- Uh... Today, instead of an equally strange alternative to this dobe, everyone suddenly decided to stare at me? However, start this your hurdy-gurdy anew, M.. Kumiko.

"They don't want to give out the strongest? Clever, datteban'ya" - Boruto tactfully kept silent. Maybe Dad will be ready to find out.. A little bit later.

- Fine, usaratonkachi. We are not with very pleasant news. And, - The woman pointed at Daichi. - Probably everything is bad if the son of Naruto and Sakura had to find himself in a world where he, in fact, did not exist. Sakura-chan, we understand that you're after work, but don't make such a face until you've been informed what the actual problem is.

- Well, go on, but it's not every day that I see a so-called son whose father didn't even kiss!

Sakura tried to be calm. But after the shift, I didn't take into account similar ones... Farces, yes, there is no other way to call them.

- But with your husband a few. What I was leading to..a. In short. We all had one thing in common. In view... Parties of the dead, yes, it sounds funny, not funny when a grandfather drags his granddaughter to the next world, and her husband barely saved the children. I'm not going to explain, but it was perfect... Real chaos.

Miko, the same girl companion, nodded for Daichi to continue.

- In general, it is impossible to allow the disclosure of seals. Unfortunately, we don't know much ourselves.. Whether it's people, or maybe a moron stone. It's different for everyone.. The fact that it is obvious against the ten-tails and others, we will not pass the second time. Naruto..

Green, bright eyes glared at the one who was now the deciding voice. For whom it was arranged..What are they hoping for?

- We must organize a search without panic and murder. Otherwise it's easy for us.. Either we all die, or your son will be added to my company. And so on until the last one, until we find ourselves... Somewhere where, for example, Kushina and Minato failed, and the world turned into the cradle of the Nine-Tailed. Or where the eternal Shinobi wars take place, and the clans did not come to a truce at all even once. I hope I sound and look convincing enough?

Mikoto stared at him with support. Hopefully, Menma is next to Sarada, who just recognized each other before. Sakura is like a bell in a tired head - "intonation, behavior, eyes" - all with her part, identical pressure. Unless, she was... More violent.

And the gloomy Sasuke, who only by coincidence returned, felt unfamiliar, but... Chakras of relatives besides Sarada.

"Naruto and Sakura's son? The guy is really very similar.. But he didn't say something. How does he know that there were others before him? That's ****, I've never noticed the chakra before.. Such pressure. Like..."

And then he realized what was wrong. Of course, Sasuke will definitely talk about this with Naruto, they don't go crazy collectively..? From the fact that for several years you felt the only related chakra per kilometer, which was its obvious plus.

And now something has been added there.

Also native, but.. Purely logically impossible. Moreover, one of them is already an adult balanced flow... Strangely heavy.

"The current is balanced... So, this person is also an adult relative. No... Confused, like a person in deep shock .." - Consciousness blocked [looks like childhood], driving away sticky panic. - "So... So, not alone. An adult, and another child. They don't say everything.."

- Don't look like that. Do you think it's cool for me to be without my parents one day, even seeing them every day? And we have another problem. What other family do you think is looming on the horizon? Uzumaki-Uchiha. I'm not the only one, they are too. Please don't laugh, Sister-luck is not on our side. If they were here, they wouldn't even be able to really hinder them. And he - Now Daichi pointed to Menma, who had been standing aside before. - We don't look askance at Menma, I haven't even really had time to be a genie. He is also one of them, but you understand that this is a child, and whoever does not understand, we will prove to him. Now to the main thing.

- The power of such as Uzumaki-Uchiha can break seals. We have to find at least one. Why not two at once? Menma said that if they act together, we will simply waste our strength against them. The girl continued.

Mikoto-san's face remained impassive. As if indeed.. Not concerned.

- Summing up, we want to summarize. We ourselves know quite a bit, but we hope for understanding. Of course, the words can be confirmed by removing the first of the forty seals.. You will understand this when you meet a couple of the dead.

- Well, or when the opposite world appears to you. What are your bets if it's a young Uzumaki on the Akatsuki side? Or else.. Menma, it's more correct to say.

Daichi tried not to think about what his younger brother would tell him later.

- An option where Naruto was as vindictive as Sasuke was stubborn, trying to return the young man to his native village. You must understand that if this is a Nine-tailed, trained Orochimaru, he is ready to take off the heads of all the madmen who want to stop him. It will be lucky if the fight is at least approximately equal, datta.

Mikoto, a la rootless Kumiko, was quite emotional when she tried to be more convincing.

Uzumaki was trying to put this whole mess in his head.

Seals? Will the dead rise again? Other realities?

Yes, even thinking about it was too much.. Implausible.

- I'll be happy to help. But if you confirm your words. You appeared in the village like a bolt from the blue, nothing is known about you, in particular about such a jonin and even earlier the status of genin.

"Oh, so absolute identity isn't enough for you? Maybe we'll invite Madara to visit again on purpose? Or just Kagyu?"

Mikoto's patience evaporated with great speed.Of course, to some extent Naruto is right, and there is no solid evidence yet... Yes, even a specific object to search for.

- And who prevented you from just repeating it?

- Both stopped. Have the others swallowed their tongue? Hokage decides for you, or do you have your own opinions?

Now a girl stands in the middle of both. Smiling quite amiably.

Sakura came out first.

- It's better to check than to guess and get into a mess. And if there is nothing, nothing will be spent unnecessarily.

- Thank you, Sakura-chan. Others? Not you, so we have a lot of villages.. It's just nice to have your native village on your side. Although Naruto knows better that it's me.

Daichi just shook his head at that..

"Mikoto-san knows too much, but I hope he will understand that there is no need to say more.. They'll be scared even more"

#naruto uzumaki #naruto fanfiction #naruto #boruto #boruto uzumaki #boruto fanfiction #saske uchiha #sakura haruno #sasunaru #sakura #sasuke uchiha #sarada #sarada uchiha #mitsuki #team 7 naruto #team 7 #yaoi #kakashi hatake

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Taisho x Alice - Steam

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We meet our heroine as she wakes up in a world without colour or sound. She does not remember who she is or even where she is. In an attempt to find an exit, she wanders around aimlessly, but she comes across a young boy with shining golden hair and piercing blue eyes. We discover that he as well is in a similar situation to our heroine, and he can only remember the name "Alice". Since she has no name, he calls her "Arisu" and they start looking for an exit together.

Their journey eventually takes them to a cave filled with crystal mirrors and figures reflected in them. Shortly thereafter, they decide to enter through the looking-glass. What awaits the "heroine" on the other side of the mirror world?

There is a lot of darkness and depth in this Otome. Despite its sweet plot lines, this isn't your average romance Otome. You should not play this game if you are unable to cope with its contents, which include mental disorders, illnesses, incest (in a sense), polygamy, monogamy, suicide, amnesia, control, submissiveness, and sexual content.

The game starts out as a normal fairy tale, but once you delve deeper, it becomes confusing. My mind was constantly occupied with explanations and questions throughout the story. Obviously, all the puzzles were solved once I played Epilogue.

For CGs, click here - Full of spoilers

Characters

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She is the best protagonist ever. She is funny and have a mind of her own. She is firm and no one can stop her once she put her mind into it. She is strong-willed and very determined. She is always, always there to help you and always have a positive mind.

Cinderella is a self-centered, childish man whose family owns a local cafe. He is engaged to Yurika because their families are close. Snow White and Gretel, his younger brothers, live with him. Cinderella enjoys blowing money on frivolous items and throwing extravagant parties. He despises all forms of hard work. His hobby is glass-working. Walkthrough

Red is a serious police officer who comes to stay with Yurika after she receives all those threatening letters. He appears unflappable and cold at first, but it turns out he just seems to have Gynophobia and is actually a charming genuinely nice guy with a twisted mind. He is very fond of flowers. Walkthrough

At first sight, Kaguya falls in love with Yurika and asks her out. Since he is actually homeless and has lost all his memories, he moves in with Yurika at the cafe owned by Cinderella and Snow White. Having been through a lot in his past, he has a lot of scars on his body. As a moon dweller, he loves watching the moon and has always wished to go to the moon to end his suffering on Earth. The moon is all he remembers despite not remembering anything else. Walkthrough

Gretel is Yurika's younger brother and completely devoted to her. The two know they are not blood related and have developed feelings for each other despite their differences. The relationship between Gretel and his sister was always a priority to him, so he cannot risk having it tarnished. Despite not realizing it, Yurika adores wrapping Gretel's fingers around hers. Being brothers and sisters, they can stay together and do everything together without worrying about what others think. He fears losing this relationship - someone to be called home - as an orphan, he has only Yurika as his family. The best thing he enjoys is spending time with his older sister and making sweets. Walkthrough

Snow white is a soft-spoken young man who stays at home most of the time. He hates being referred to as girly, cute, or anything that describes girls. His favorite thing to do at night is to sit by the lake and read. He suffers from Dysgeusia, which causes his food to taste bad. Also, he has a very strong sense of self-consciousness and hates looking at his own appearance. He's a thinker and asks riddles as well as looking deeper into situations. Walkthrough

Mr Wizard is a mysterious detective at Black Cat Detective Agency. He is said to be a genius at deduction and tries to assist Yurika after she receives a threatening letter. He is always straight forward and rarely minces words. Walkthrough

Alice, as you all know, was also in the dark with Yurika. Most of the time, he can be annoying because he is extremely loud. In addition to not answering your questions, he will speak in an aggressive tone. It was probably to prevent Yurika from finding out who he is. Her first encounter with Alice in the darkness was not remembered until the Epilogue. Throughout the epilogue, he displays more concern for Yurika than he did at the beginning. In times of need or difficulty, he is always there for her. Although he maintains a distance from her, he keeps an eye on her. Walkthrough

#taisho x alice #otome romance #otome game

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cherrycheridarling · 3 years

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"that was painfully sexist" | t.h.

marvel cast x actress!reader

warnings: sexism and swearing

summary: at a panel for the new avenger's film, the questions differ drastically between the female and male actors on stage.

wc: 1.4k

"Okay, a microphone is coming your way, sir."

"Hi! I'm Leonard with Pop Times Blog. My question is for Y/N." your eyes found the bearded man who stood amongst the crowd of reporters.

You nodded, signalling for him to continue, "Playing Silk or Cindy Moon must've came with a lot of challenges. One of them being the costume you are in for most of the film. Can you speak about that and how it fit?" he paused at your skeptical expression, "Like, we all know the suit is skin tight, so did you eat anything special or workout a lot and are you able to wear anything underneath it? Or do you wear a thong and no bra?"

You let out an unenthusiastic chuckle at his question. Beside you, you could hear your cast mates scoffing under their breath. It was common for the women of the MCU to get asked such questions and it saddened you that people normalized such a thing.

Leaning forward, you clasped your hands together and smiled before Robert reached behind Tom Holland and tapped your shoulder, "Would you like me to say something?"

You shook your head, but gave him a grateful grin before returning to the 'man' that asked you such a question, while maintaining eye contact you spoke, "Well, I think the most difficult part about wearing the Silk costume is taking it off after a long day because of how sweaty I get after shooting," you began to fan yourself dramatically, "It all just clings to my body like a second skin and since I am completely nude underneath, it just adds to the problem." sarcasm dripped from your lips as your cast mates snickered at your words.

You quietly laughed to yourself, "I'm only kidding. That question seemed like such a joke that I presumed you expected a joking answer." you cleared your throat, "In all seriousness, it's an honour wearing the suit and I did visit the gym and do some physical fitness regularly to prepare for the role, as did all my cast mates. As for what I wore underneath," you grinned cheekily, having too much fun messing with the reporter, "A Spider-Man onesie was my go-to."

The whole room let out laughs at your words as Tom grabbed your hand and gave you a small squeeze, feeling sorry that you had to answer such absurd questions.

"I hope everyone doesn't sexualize Cindy Moon. She's only a teenager in the film, so keep it in your pants people. That shit is illegal." Anthony pointed an accusing finger at the crowd.

"Thank you for your thoughtful question, Leonard!" Scarlett spoke up, "I hope you got the answer you were looking for."

"Okay, next person."

You sat back in your seat and fiddled with Tom's fingers as the questions were asked towards your cast mates.

"You handled that impressively well, love." Tom whispered in your ear.

You gave him a smile and a shrug before your name got called again, "My question is for Y/N and Tom Holland." a lady with curly blonde hair stood up, "Since Silk and Spider-Man's abilities are very similar, did you two bond over that during shooting or did it cause some rivalry between your characters due to the similarities?"

You felt a wave of relief at the question, thankful that it wasn't another sexist one. Tom looked at you before answering.

"Yeah, yeah. We bonded a lot over that fact and I don't think it caused any rivalry between us. I hope not." he chuckled before you leaned towards the mic.

"No, no. No rivalry. Just a lot of banter about whose character is stronger and who swings around better. It's a lot of fun having someone on set whose stunts are basically the same as yours. And Tom and I have both agreed that Silk is faster and better than Spider-Man." you said that last part quickly drawing laughs and a gasp from Tom.

He looked at you incredulously, "Not true! Spider-Man's suit is so much cooler than Silk's." he huffed like a child.

You smirked, "Who makes their webbing in a high school chemistry class and who has organic silk coming out of her fingertips that she also used to create her own suit?"

Your friends laughed at the banter beside you before Sebastian started to speak, "I have to agree with Y/N on this one. Silk also has that cool ass eidetic memory."

Chris Evans agreed, "And her Silk Sense is a thousand times stronger than Spider-Man's Spidey Sense."

"Isn't she able to know who an attacker is before she even sees them?" Hemsworth asked to which everyone nodded.

"Sorry, Spidey. Silk's just a top tier hero." Robert patted his shoulder as Tom sulked.

The questions began again as the laughter died down. You leaned over to Tom's ear, "Still love the actor who plays Spider-Man even if his character is inferior to mine." he shook his head with a smile at your words.

Questions ranged from the generic ones of the funniest moments on set to who's most likely to become a villain. Your nerves died down as no incompetent person asked another sexist question. Until one did.

"I have a question for Y/N." she was short with jet black hair, "Being around all these attractive men must be a challenge for you as a young female adult. It couldn't have been easy to control yourself around them. Have you had any sexual relationships with any of them or thought about engaging in any?"

Your jaw hung open at her words and before you could muster up a retort, Tom let his anger get the best of him. Was it his anger, his jealousy or his protectiveness? A mix of all three.

"That was painfully sexist." he spoke into the microphone. "I don't see how any of that is relevant to the film. Y/N is an outstanding actress and it's outrageous that you decide to focus on who she fucks rather than her talent."

"What in the actual fuck did she just ask?" Sebastian added, making you laugh.

Chris Evans spoke up next, "Indeed. I thought this was a promotion for the movie not a real life dating app."

Benedict chuckled, "I fail to see how Y/N's private life holds any relevancy to this panel or the film itself."

"It's twenty-nineteen, people! Leave your sexist ass shit at home!" Anthony exclaimed drawing claps from the cast.

Elizabeth shook her head, "I've had my fair share of inappropriate questions, but nothing as horrid as that."

"First y'all ask about her underwear, now you ask about her sex life? Jesus Christ." Scarlett pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Seriously, she's like a daughter to me. That was incredibly disrespectful." Robert added with a disappointed head shake.

Similar comments were added by the rest of the cast as you felt an overwhelming amount of love wash over you. You were so unimaginably grateful for the people next to you.

"You don't have to answer that." Paul Bettany reminded you.

You shook your head and cleared your throat, "Thank you, guys." you looked to your cast mates, "But I'll answer. No, I have not. This cast is my second family and I've grown greatly as a person with them. I'm immensely thankful for the opportunity to call them my friends. And I agree, these men sitting up here with me are undoubtedly attractive, but they are also a great pain in the ass at times," everyone laughed at your choice of words, "And have I thought about having sex with any of them? Nope. Just Scar, Zoe and Liz." you finished with a wink as the room clapped for you.

You couldn't help but to feel a slight bit of sympathy for the woman. Her question was, without a doubt, uncalled for and unbelievably sexist, but the comments from the cast must've made this her most embarassing moment.

"I'm sure you meant no harm with your question. But a little heads up for next time; most actors prefer to talk about their career and their films rather than who they are laying in bed with. But thank you for coming out. I hope you enjoy the rest of your day." you gave her a genuine smile as she cowered back into her seat.

Robert once again reached over and gave your shoulder a squeeze, proud of how you handled the situation.

Tom interlaced your fingers with his and rubbed small circles on your knuckles.

You really were at home with these people and you couldn't have asked for a better family.

#marvel cast x reader #marvel cast x actress!reader #marvel #marvel fan fiction #tom holland fanfiction #tom holland x famous!reader #tom holland x actress!reader #tom holland x reader #tom holland #sebastian stan #chris evans #robert downey jr #anthony mackie #chris hemsworth #paul bettany #benedict cumberbatch #scarlett johansson #elizabeth olsen

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jae-canikeepyou · 3 years

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| into you | j.jh

pair: jaehyun x fem!reader

word count: 7.7k+

summary: as the uni campus’ social butterfly, it’s a given you have a lot of friends, invited to almost all gatherings and all adore you. for the latter, jaehyun does too. he’s so into you and likes how you’re his happy place. or; jaehyun— an unsocial, often misunderstood person, finds his behaviour different with you and perhaps wants to keep you for himself, not anyone else.

genre: fluff + elite!au

a/n: i’m back after a while since i’ve been so so busy! this is not proofread again and i’m sorry if there are any grammar mistakes down there :> this is not canon with “letting go” scenario in case there’s any similarities with the characters. hehe anyway i hope you all enjoy reading! ♡ ~j.

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seated at the front row in the amphitheatre-shaped lecture hall, jaehyun frustratingly put his hood back on to hide himself from those who were staring from all around. they were definitely whispering about him, hands by their lips to conceal their voices in case he heard them. he hated this much attention, all because he chose stay of out school and classes— and claimed that it didn’t interest him.

so did coming today.

but the point was his attendance for this class was on the line and his busybody parents were sick of receiving phone calls or mails that kept filling their boxes, all for the same reason; that their son could be expelled despite handing assignments.

he rolled his eyes at the heat creeping up his ears as the whispers grew louder. he slammed the thin granite table, causing everyone to flinch at the sound and his presence. “can i have some quiet?! i can hear you guys talking crap about me!” he turned around at the pairs of eyes, soon frozen like meerkats.

they ticked him off. he couldn’t stand being in the same room with people who repeatedly questioned his existence of being here. he knew that rumours were going around, that the ‘jeong jaehyun’ in high school got into an private elite university— it could be anywhere but never expected it‘d be this campus. it was written in the judgment of their faces.

“chill man,” a guy his age swung his lollipop with legs on the desk. “some are curious why you decided to show up today since first semester’s a week away from ending, while some even wonder why you got into such prestigious and elite university.”

jaehyun’s eyed him slowly from legs to head. “who are you supposed to be?” he snorted at the stranger.

“just a guy who wants to break the distraught you’re trying to start.” he kicked his legs off the desk and stood up on his suede shoes, showing off his pearly whites.

he looked at everyone whose eyes averted from the two of them. “our town’s a small neighbourhood, so everybody knows everybody. we know exactly who you are, jeong jaehyun.”

“excuse me?” he swirled his tongue that it was evident he was pissed. “careful what you accuse me of. you and i both know it’s not going to end well-”

“they’re near they’re near!” a voice echoed the hall, cutting jaehyun’s attempt to intimidate the young man any further.

and with that signal alone, jaehyun could see and observe ladies fixing their hair and make-up, while the guys gave fistbumps to those near them. he rolled his eyes at him returning the favour to them as the guy unbuttoned his collar. “what’s wrong with you?” jaehyun was utterly weirded out. “with everyone?”

the crimson-haired guy only gave a flirty grin with raised brows. “this happens everytime.“

the door swung open with the professor rushing in. the students swifted heads, it wasn’t the first time he ever was late. he was young and good-looking, and it was hard to believe he still a bachelor. he gestured someone at the door, then the held-in giggles and mumbles were soon replaced with whispers of awe, as you walked in carefully with a tower of binder folders halfly covering your view.

clearly the guys around him have been secretly admiring; some had the confidence of taking selfies even if you were far, while others took a picture with their eyes so you were marked in their memories. ladies flocked towards the flustered professor like little chicks and surrounded him.

and that’s when the comments started coming in.

“park seojoon is so hot.” “hey remember to use ‘professor’.” “i guess genes runs in the family.” “his sister is ethereal too.” “i see her weekly and y/n’s a goddess.” “y/n! are you coming to the party tonight?”

jaehyun knew who you were through social media and common friends. and he included himself part of the people who admire you. he also remembered because he bumped into you during orientation. he wouldn’t usually care about passerby’s and strangers and although that was a brief moment and short eye contact, something about you was hard to not forget. you had people and friends under a charming spell he couldn’t describe, and that was in a good way.

you tucked a strand behind your ear and became shy afterwards as they whistled and cheered towards your gesture, making you heat up a thousand degrees higher. you should be used to this but every time it happens, you were just as flustered as your brother.

jaehyun’s legs got up on its own and was surprised at himself for making his way to help you. he picked up the fallen binder files and scattered papers while the whiskers by your eyes creased up in shyness.

he hitched a breath realising that the clumsy you was adorable too.

“thank you.” a smile then appearing at the corners of your lips caused jaehyun to freeze for a while. yuta wouldn’t miss anyone’s reaction. he slid his chair close to jaehyun’s as the he came back, nudging his chair for him to give into your beauty.

“i know a person with heart eyes when i see one. now you understand why we’re whipped for y/n. isn’t she a babe- agh.” he held the back of his head from the smack.

“don’t call me that, nakamoto.” you hissed sharply with how confident and careless he could get, especially with people you weren’t familiar with. you looked at the guy in a black sweater and let out an embarrassed sigh. “i’m sorry about my annoying best friend. yuta tends to be chatty when he feels lonely.” you winked at him.

it was jaehyun’s turn to flash short chuckle, its faint sounds perked not only your ears, but yuta’s as well. “not a problem. i know a lonely person when i see one.” jaehyun emphasised through his gaze.

“i’m not lonely! i have y/n and my men!” he whined and turned towards you. “see what you did y/n?”

“it’s good to finally see you, jeong jaehyun.” you ignored yuta and brought out a hand for a greeting.

you pursed your lips to stifle a laugh, jaehyun’s ears quickly turned from pink to red. he gulped loudly and took your hand in his, eyebrows lifting at how you knew his name.

lost for words and you both locked eyes where he forgot to let your hands go. “we take the same course together? i know your name because you’re the only one missing from the class-” you said, shaking his hands to subtly let him know it had been a minute since your hands felt his vainey flesh.

“okay young lad that’s enough time holding my sister.” seojoon separated your hands and jaehyun snapped out of his admiration, inhaling quite stressfully with how stupid he looked. “get to your class y/n.”

“alright, i’ll see you at tea hour.” you waved at the boys.

“as long as you’re treating i’ll go.” yuta hummed in a monotonous voice, fixing his laces that went untied.

“i’m not talking to you dimwit.” you flicked his forehead, leading to your satisfaction of the nut-like sound from it. “jaehyun, because you missed yesterday’s class, prof assigned me to assist you, along with the other topics you’ve yet to cover. i’ll be expecting you at the café near campus.”

before you stepped out of the hall, yuta pulled your sweater, yanking you back. “are you going to taeyong’s party tonight? you never miss an event!”

you puckered your lips, pinching his cheeks that a cute gummy smile came out from it. “you know my rules. as long as you’re driving me home, i’ll go. see you later.”

jaehyun nodded yet was still in a daze. he realised what you said when yuta pushed him. “gross. don’t act as if we’re already close.”

“hm? was i really? i think it’s normal when you’re making a move on my best friend.” he brought out his laptop and typed his password.

i wasn’t. “whatever.”

and to say that jaehyun didn’t feel butterflies flying uncontrollably in his stomach would be an understatement. they made the intestine churn in ways he couldn’t imagine, and he himself wanted to deny that what he was feeling was just from the influence of others. but wouldn’t that mean his feelings were temporary? because if it were, he should perceive you an ordinary person.

yet here he was outside, still admiring you before he entered the café. he found it was amusing of how oblivious you were of his presence— you were too immersed into this assigned task by professor, but others found it funnier when jaehyun looked stupidly in-love and cowardly the lad looked, despite having the overall aura of a stuck-up.

as the sun’s rays brightened the city and the wind’s breeze made the trees leaves dance, only then had you raise your head to see jaehyun waving at you. ten minutes early, not bad for an actual first impression. “hey,” he greeted, making you smile with his low but gentle voice. “am i late?”

you took your bag from across and asked him to sit down. “no no. you’re just in time, it’s really nice to have an early bird around.”

his dimples deepened at the compliment. “how about the project? is it too late? you think i can still catch up?” jaehyun cleared his throat.

“that depends on your dedication. based on the record professor gets, you’ve been doing your tasks and homework quite diligently. he’s just worried about your habit of not attending his lectures might lead to procrastination when second semester starts.” you gave him a slice of cheesecake to eat. “he’s still teaching us another subject.”

“it’s quite the contrary.” he dove in for the dessert. “i don’t have the will to procrastinate at all.”

“then good.” you twisted the pen in your fingers. “let’s get started?”

for that span of two hours, how he wished it could be more. who knew you would have a lot of things in common with him? that time alone was not enough to talk about vinyl and jazz singers and pretty much everything that were overlooked by people. he brought up his favourite spots in the city and how they became a safe haven to escape the reality.

to cut the explaining short, his shell slowly started to open, bits and new things were showing. if you were surprised he was a good person, jaehyun himself couldn’t believe he was able to converse with people normally. being the awkward and shy type, doing this almost seemed impossible.

was it your magic that caused him to do so?

you learnt that jaehyun was rather special and by special it meant he had gifts that you believed were way beyond human limits. he never studied in a library, rewatched lectures or written his notes. and the professor mentioned how jaehyun received good grades in most of the things he submitted.

to be very honest, you were a little jealous. from how he was sitting in front of you, he didn’t seem to be interested but was definitely listening. and you sort of gave up in continuing anyway. “i don’t understand why i’m told i need to guide you when you’ve already caught up with everything.” you let out a soft chuckle that seemed more of a question.

“i was waiting for you to stop..” jaehyun said quite blatantly and stretched his arms and you were hurt because if he didn’t want to, he could’ve said so. heck, even more so, he shouldn’t have come here and wasted time-

“..because it looked like you were forced to do this by prof.” his smile then faded seeing you mirror the same. “are you alright? you’re a little pale..”

your eyes widened. “oh uh, sorry, i assumed-” you sputtered and probably died inside with what he said. you cursed in your mind. dammit y/n.

jaehyun raised his brows, making you more flustered and panicky. you sighed and waved your ‘its-nothing’ hand. “assumed that i’m brusque and a stuck-up?”

he pierced his eyes at you and you weren’t going to lie, he scared you a bit. but that fear immediately disappeared when a gentle giggle and adorable dimples replaced it. “i get that a lot, but don’t worry. i’m different from what people think. they think i’m not friendly, a-and a loner too.”

“you’re not.” he heard you counter him, slightly slamming the fork down. “if you were, you wouldn’t be here with me. or even bothered to come.”

his heart became warm through your words, that act of kindness torn down his walls of inferiority and his perception towards people changed. “thanks.” he checked the time on his watch and twisted his wrist to show to you. “don’t you have a party to attend to?”

“lee taeyong’s?” you stood up to leave the café. “i feel like skipping it for tonight. i’m not in the mood for parties somehow.”

“because i’m a better company for you?” jaehyun teased and boy was he proud with his remark, you didn’t even deny it. “you don’t have to go if you really don’t want to. it’s better to have time for yourself sometimes.”

“you’re saying from experience?” you asked, putting pressure on your words about his claim of being alone.

“it’s more of an advice for you.” he winked.

you thought he was quite observant even though he barely socialised with others. he noticed the light in your eyes sparkling, in which he felt his chest squeeze. you twirled in your toes as you hugged your laptop. “say.. are you up for a movie marathon?”

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including now, it’d be the fourth time you both have rewind the specific scene just for that certain song jaehyun kept singing nonstop. and although you loved his voice, having the song on replay would be a little too much and the purpose of the marathon might go in vain. it seemed jaehyun was way into it, so interrupting him would be mean of you so you sang along.

“the nostalgia still hits me ‘til this day.” jaehyun tossed a bag of chips from your kitchen island to you.

jaehyun kept saying it may sound stupid and corny coming from him, but as a child he liked the whole high school musical series; and he pretty much became one when breaking free started to play.

because you both couldn’t decide where to watch the beloved movies by everyone, the marathon ended up being at your apartment. it was subtle, yet quite obvious to you he didn’t want it to be held in his place. you thanked your psychology course for giving lessons to notice even the little things in behaviour.

“how many times do i have to keep telling you it’s okay to like it? not like anyone would tease you for it.” you giggled as you opened the bag and popped a couple of chips into your mouth.

“yeah sure, but i know you would.” he squinted his eyes for you to admit that that was your plan eventually.

“have i?” you singsonged, sipping on the large cola cup.

he pointed at the hairbrush you held and suddenly you bursted out in laughter since jaehyun was obviously— maybe a little— offended with how you mimicked him singing earlier. “okay you caught me.”

jaehyun felt his entire body heating up. still in denial about actually being into you, he took a challenge upon himself and scooted next to you. his arms slightly brushed and touched against yours. “you in for hsm 2?”

“well we are having a marathon, might as well go for camp rock later.” you shrugged and eyed him with a confirming gaze.

“uh-huh.. but i’m still a fan of the trilogy.” jaehyun stole the chips in your hands.

“now aren’t you cheeky.” you gasped at his playful behaviour, and you didn’t dislike it. perhaps you prefer this naught over yuta’s as it didn’t get into your nerves or have the urge to hit him because of the hyperness.

he sat deeper into the beanbag. “i’m comfortable in here. your house feels too homey.”

“so is it my fault that you’re in your comfort zone?” you stated, taking the bag of chips back into your arms.

“yes.” he protested with frequent waves of his palms. “you’re too kind and i might come here to visit often.”

“suit yourself.”

since he arrived here it had him wondering, why did he decide to show up today at campus when there was actually a pure human being like you? he just needed a person— just one— to knock onto his heart. yet with many people in his life trying to do the same thing, none held the correct key. and somehow,

it had to be you.

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you’ve lost count of the number of times jaehyun has been hanging at your crib since then. it became a normal routine but never have you been to his place. it was always yours and you didn’t mind that. though he did promise, you respected his decision.

you found out he could be little dorky and corny but that was the unique trait about him. like friends at kindergarten, you both were still at a get-to-know-each-other stage. so that day, he created a schedule where he would hang out with you on wednesdays and fridays, claiming that he didn’t want to be seen by others, e.g. mr. nobody with ms. golden girl.

however, since then, people close to you have been looking at you rather differently. it wasn’t because they sometimes see jaehyun following you around, they sensed a different aura from you. you could feel their piercing stares from all directions, as if you were the centerpiece of a watch. there was something a little different than usual.

and you tried to ignore this ominous feeling for now.

yuta shook his legs vigorously, in which was an unsightly act to see for someone on the soccer team. you could see him from afar with his hands by his lips, biting it as he waited for your arrival at the university’s sports ground. jaehyun jogged towards you with his bag slung diagonally across his torso. he poked your neck and as a person with severe tickle spots, that caught you off guard into a fight-me position to the doer.

“chill, it’s just me.” jaehyun had both of his hands up, whiskers appearing just by the sides of his nose.

“jaehyun!” you relaxed your limbs. “got a better way of greeting? i don’t like being surprised.” you pulled the hem of his sleeve, missing how he pursed his lips in glee when you both instantly became close, like it was overnight.

he let you grab him as you both walked towards where yuta was standing by the bleachers. “i’m sorry?” he giggled loud enough only for you to hear. “i thought i’d get a priceless reaction from you.”

you rolled your eyes that it almost hurt doing so. “be glad i have enough patience for you.”

“and i didn’t have enough patience last night!” yuta joined the conversation seeing you and jaehyun before him. “where have you been? you said you were coming to my place yesterda- why is he here?” he looked at him then at you. “with you? again?”

“ever thought that i want to have my own ‘me’ time for once?” you took off your cardigan and placed it on the bleachers. you could feel jaehyun chuckling softly when you made reference to his remark.

and boy was he proud. “you’re emphasising on that quite often nowadays.” he helped you carry your bag as you to settled down.

“that’s because i never realised how true it actually is until i say it out loud, since being in everyone’s eyes does pressure me.” you balled your fists to nudge him lightly on the arm, and for him to dramatically receive the attack did put yuta in an awkward position.

“uh hello? i’m still here!” in front of you and jaehyun, yuta snapped his fingers several times to divert attention. “what’s going on with you two? how are you both suddenly so close when you’ve just met for the first time two weeks ago?”

jaehyun swifted his head towards you, and the telepathic exchange of words between you and him had yuta clicking his tongue in disbelief. “you were right, he will react.” jaehyun’s voice prolonged while munching on a corn dog.

“told you so.” you flicked your hair and turned to yuta as you continued talking. “bestie, we’ve been seeing each other since then.”

what the hell? the way yuta’s face turn sour at your smile towards jaehyun, he could almost faint right then and there since he swore he saw mr. dimples smile subtly at you too. “and with just that i’ve been replaced-”

“no i would never replace my best friend.” you held his palms hoping he would calm down from his high emotions, but he immediately pulled his hand away from you, much to your dismay. “hey, i’m here to make amends-”

“yeah?” he clicked on a pen and wrote something on a tissue, soon grabbing your bag from the seat and fished out your wallet. “then you’re treating me my meals for a month. i have another order right now.”

now it was your turn whose face became sour. “a month?! i can’t do that- hey!”

yuta tossed your credit card up in the air and upon seeing his eyes darken— though that was all in your head—you gave in and sighed heavily. you stomped your way to the caféteria while yuta comfortably put one leg on the benches with a satisfied grin. “man she’s easy to tease.”

“is that so? then i know now who she gets it from.” jaehyun said through his chews on his food, making yuta’s ears perk up at the response.

the atmosphere lingering between the two of them invited dark clouds. both could sense the change in their moods, and they both weren’t liking it.

yuta spun and played the ball on his hands then forearms, later let out a scoff when jaehyun raised his brows. he didn’t like the vibe jaehyun was giving and so did the latter. “i do it for fun. it’s natural between us.” yuta said.

“hm? she told me she doesn’t like it when you do.” he saw you on your tiptoes as you struggled to tell the order to the person at the high-levelled counter. but another scoff came out from yuta. “you got a proble-?”

“yeah kinda.”

“i don’t think so. i can tell it really bothers you when y/n hangs out with me.” jaehyun sat up straight at yuta’s comment about him.

“i should be. because i’m her best friend and who knows what type of person you are.” he did a few tricks with his legs. “but if you really want to know then your attitude is what i have problems with.”

“i remember telling you it wouldn’t be good for you when accuse me wrongly.”

he let out a monotonous and rather mocking laugh, taking jaehyun aback but he anticipated this kind of response from him. “and what? you’ll go berserk like you did years ago? as a high school freshman? beating the innocent up or whoever comes your way?”

“look i don’t know where the hell that came from but it’s not what you or everyone else thinks.” jaehyun aggressively crumpled the hotdog wrapper in his palms.

“c’mon you don’t have to hold it all in,” yuta set his ball aside and rested his hands on his waist. jaehyun was getting uncomfortable the more he listened to him. “unleash that side-”

jaehyun rolled his tongue, nodding his head to test him. “alright, i guess i don’t have to when i have feelings for y/n. thanks for the advice.”

what the..? yuta stared at him when there wasn’t a change in his expression. jerk- “now you’re talking. you wanna fight? let’s do that-”

“tsk yuta! the bill’s too expensive!” you whined and gently put down the tray.

while yuta clicked his tongue at your sudden entry and with how quickly you came back, for a moment jaehyun wanted to hug you for being his saviour. he was so close to lose his temper towards your best friend. the relief seen in his tensed shoulders, but you interpreted it otherwise. “are you okay?” you asked while you sat down beside him.

he hummed, folding his arms and looking at the distance, clearly avoiding eye contact with yuta. “mhm, i just realised the deadline is coming up in three days.” he excused.

you managed to utter out a giggle as you finally ate, finding out how jaehyun’s ears always turned red when given attention to. “you’re stressed about it?”

“aren’t you?” jaehyun drank the remains of his soda.

“not really since i finished mine. but, if you’re worried about your progress, i can help you.” you swirled the fork in the air like a wand. jaehyun smiled to himself when yuta took his ball to throw a fit.

“i’m not worried about the project. but there’s an annoying bug i’m trying to hit so help me.” jaehyun’s dimples appeared deeply again and as the darkening ombré sunset shoned his side profile, there you witnessed how pure he actually was— and you missed out on yuta’s frown towards jaehyun.

you gulped and almost choked on your own saliva, eyes still locked in jaehyun’s. his hair caught in the wind, making it look fluffy and his entire demeanour softer than you usually see him. you hitched a breath since jaehyun seemed like he had no plans to avert his gaze too. both of you were definely mesmerised and hypnotised, and for jaehyun it was just like that time. he remembered the colour palette of your makeup while you recalled the perfume he wore.

in the recent marathons with him you’ve never been this close, physically speaking. so this close-up really debunked the impression you heard from people, especially from yuta.

however, as you were oblivious with the pressure behind jaehyun’s words and even smiled back at him, yuta flicked your temple. he was indeed a worry wart and sometimes he would like to flick you just this once for being too much of a social butterfly. he knew it was in your nature to be kind and always on the look out for others. he’s fine when you were with anyone except with this guy you befriended. not him.

he dodged your flying limbs in attempts to hit him. “oi, you’re not going to ask how i am? if i’m worried?”

the pain from the flick remained on your temple. “no? you look fine to me-” you stared at your phone. the message reminding you of the singles elite party a month from today at 8pm. “a party?”

“yeah if you attended the previous party you’d know that there’ll be another one after taeyong’s.” yuta took off his shoes in change for his casual.

“hm. i’m don’t feel like going.” you jumped off the bleachers to dust off your pants. “probably gonna be boring.”

“i’m the one who’s holding it this time!” yuta put you under a headlock in his arms. “you’re ditching your best friend?!”

you giggled and ticked his sides and followed it with a playful hug. “just kidding. i heard from momo! i’ll be there.” you brushed your hair up into a messy bun while spotting jaehyun starting to feel out of place. “oh! do you wanna come to the party, jae?”

yuta mentally facepalmed and it was given he didn’t like what you did. but your eyes were quick to see his reaction and you slapped his chest. he glared at you while his hands caressed it. why did you have to invite him? it was the whole purpose why he decided to hold a party; maybe you’d finally appreciate his hardwork, or perhaps, notice him as someone more and as not a best friend who only worries and teases you.

jaehyun nodded in response, no words needed. a smile crept your lips as if you were given chocolates on valentine’s. “cool.” you pulled him on the wrist after hearing the coach calling yuta, followed with a loud whistle. “ah yuta, we‘ll get going! see you.”

“mm yeah..” yuta hummed, seeing you both vanish in the distance. “see you..”

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your sulking self laid sideways by jaehyun’s lap, head rested on a pillow. it’s been too long since yuta avoided you, purposely ditched your hangouts, seenzoned your messages and ignored your calls. as if these weren’t obvious enough for you to know something was up. there definitely was but you couldn’t put a finger to it. so you forced jaehyun to let you stay at his place, being it your apartment was currently invaded by your brother’s friends from abroad.

but honestly it was also because you discovered jaehyun’s unit was blocks away from yours. fate was gladly on your side.

“y/n, you know i can’t work properly when you’re like this.” jaehyun sighed while he adjusted his sitting posture and lifting his laptop.

you slightly and lazily your body turned upright, seeing his dimples beginning to show themselves. “let me be.” you complained.

jaehyun put down his laptop. “i can’t. you’re in my way of cramming hours. plus, how long have you been coming here? it’s getting too frequent..” he paused when your eyes were no longer on him— rather they were on your phone, staring at the last conversation from yuta.

he couldn’t bring himself to say that he was reason why yuta acting the way he was to you. and for all honesty he would keep this matter to himself. “did i do something wrong?” you asked.

“of course not. he’s probably in his emo phase. guys have them a lot more than you think.” jaehyun typed on the keyboard for the remaining parts of the essay. “but he’ll get out of it eventually.”

“fine i’ll trust on that.” you sat up and scooted over to see his progress. you submitted your assignment hours ago. looking at jaehyun, it seemed he was struggling at some parts. were you unconsciously pressuring him? the beads of sweat began to roll down his temples and that made you giggle if it was the case. uh-huh. he was really feeling that way.

he gulped so loudly that it came out as a weird noise. he hoped you didn’t hear that. but the way you pursed your lips to hold the laughter in only had him discontinuing his report. “d-don’t do that.”

“do what?” you snicker.

jaehyun rolled his eyes and poked your forehead. “you’re too distracting.”

oh how the tables have turned. that comment flipped your head upside down, your heart in a frenzy and stomach churning. it wasn’t “so”, but “too”— that only meant he wasn’t concentrating on his work for a while.

even so, you waited for him to finish despite questionable feelings you’ve been feeling. his coffee cup already did seconds and thirds. and suddenly you remembered the happy hour the local café was promoting and there was a few minutes left until it ends for the day. you had to bring him there.

but you decided that because you wanted to be out of that suffocating air jaehyun caused.

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the more you walked faster, the more jaehyun’s wrist reddened and hurt. but he let you be as he liked how you were comfortable with someone like him. your hair flowed with the wind, the remains of your shampoo left a sweet scent. was it lavender? and the wind blew stronger, making the scent clearer to the nose. his heart skipped beats, because it was indeed lavender. he swore in his head. scrap aside the frequent marathons and meet-ups. lavender’s all the more reason why fell for you quickly than ever.

and when the local café closed early for the day, you almost lost sight of the pedestrian signs. jaehyun pulled you in as the light emitted red. though you had your emotions get the best of you, you realised how childish you were for something so minor. you laughed in awkwardness, he did too. “i didn’t want anyone to see this side-”

warmth. that was all you thought of right there. you were in his embrace.

“..of me.” you soon mumbled in his chest, realising later of the action he just did. “jaehyun-”

“it’s okay. i don’t too.” his hand gently caressed the back of your head, treating it with care as if he held a newborn baby. “so can i keep you?”

that warmth became hotter, almost boiling that you weren’t able to breathe properly. “i’m sorry.” he said, that must’ve surprised you.” jaehyun chuckled.

surprised? of course you were. how was it natural for him to do skinship? and that smoothly? you both weren’t at that stage yet, let alone have a relationship with mutual feelings. even yuta couldn’t hug you because of how conscious you felt.

but then again, you looked up. you saw his ears. it was red, the usual reaction whenever you were with him. was it normal though? you were never aware of it up until now.

because it was so clear now.

“i’ll see you tomorrow? i have to help my mom with some things.” you lied as you scratched your neck.

jaehyun nodded and pulled away. “alright, go on ahead.”

you poked his dimples because he has been staring at you like he had questions to ask. “what is it?”

maybe he didn’t notice or maybe he did, but he was leaning closer, his head tilting to the side and eyes staring into your soul. you knew what he was about to do, you feel like letting him do so but at the same time you weren’t sure of your feelings.

just a little more and you could’ve locked lips but..

your phone vibrated.

in panic you looked at your device and eyes widened that brought jaehyun aback.

“ah yuta!” you brought your phone so close to your face, not believing your best friend’s announcement on social media, in which he then followed up with a text message.

the light in your eyes was something jaehyun liked seeing, but didn’t so as well.

“oh! he said the concept for the elites’ party is live wardrobe. all singles will go through a ballot draw. it’s for the clothes to wear for the night..” you locked your phone. “tsk i wanted to wear my favourite dress.”

“i think you’ll look great in whatever gown is chosen for you.” jaehyun pat your head while you were immersed in your phone. “now go. it’s getting late.”

“i’ll expect the same for you.” you replied.

he laughed and that didn’t want to make you leave just yet. “nah don’t. i’m just ordinary in a suit.”

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funny how he was so damn wrong.

fate let him draw red, and confidently chose a suit once it was his turn to change. it was as if he knew this attire would go well with him. a suede texture with a black outline on its collar accentuated his brushed up light brown hair, while his black under-shirt contrasted with his porcelain skin. gladly it wasn’t halloween, or else you would’ve mistaken him for a vampire.

he had you feeling all sorts of things, and you didn’t know why when you were nothing more than friends.

an hour ago he was in his usual casual wear. now he was surrounded with ladies who already seemed like they were friends with him for decades. you could see jaehyun was uncomfortable but he kept his cool with folded arms as he leaned against a column. the comments from them irritated you, because at one point they were badmouthing him— and the second he showed up they flooded him with compliments of his good looks and how they named him the “model elite”.

you swirled the wine glass in your hand, the other arm hugged your waist. you rolled your eyes at the falseness these people have towards him. “can’t believe it.” your fingers curled as irritation began to cover your sight. “look at them trying to make a move on him. erlgh too close. they weren’t like that before.”

sicheng rolled his tongue, hands in pockets and walked to be in front of you. “really? you weren’t like that before too.” he pointed out.

“i agree. recently you’re stuck like glue whenever you’re with him.” yuta gestured.

“am so not?” you gasped while your eyes trailed to jaehyun, who was still had patience for the ladies surrounding him. “i just like how he’s a good friend.”

“doubt it.” sicheng poked your cheek. “you wouldn’t feel like this when you have feeli-”

not this again. “i’m grabbing a drink.” yuta suddenly cut the conversation.

“get me one too!” the younger one yelled and after he was satisfied with the gesture, he winced as you pinched his sides from the remark he said earlier. “ow! y/n! it’s true though! i know what i’m seeing!”

truthfully, nothing about sicheng’s words or actions bothered you. but if there was anything that did, it was your own heart. as of tonight, you began to question your feelings towards jaehyun. when did it start? how was it possible to like someone so quickly? “i’m telling you i don’t.” your eyes trailed to him, not realising the rush of heat creeping your cheeks.

jaehyun was approached by yuta, who was giving him a glass of beer. the ladies fled after stealing pictures of the guy and he took the drink in his hands. then they headed towards the garden of the mansion. wonder what he’s here for?

“nice party you have here. concept’s cool.” jaehyun started to break the lingering silence because he knew how awkward this was going to be with your best friend.

“yeah, never knew you’d end up in red. it’s y/n’s favourite colour.” yuta’s voice lowered. there was an impact jaehyun could describe but assuming that would be too rude of him.

“really? i didn’t know.” he hummed. aren’t you a little too happy, jaehyun told himself. he shook it off, for he doesn’t expect him and you to go any further than this.

“now you do. so can you back up for a while? take a week off or something from y/n.” yuta raised his brows.

this was the same feeling from before. he knew this feeling because he felt the exact same way. he wanted to be selfish for once. not like he hated yuta, it was just.. he always had to appear whenever he didn’t want him to. then he would mess his mood. he interrupted his joy of admiring you. jaehyun licked his lips to dampen them. “i’m sorry, who are you to tell me what to do?”

yuta grinned and leaned against the column as he mirrored jaehyun. “don’t you get it?” he asked, his tone rising. “i love y/n. you entering the picture just ruins everything.”

my hunch’s correct. he does love y/n. “if you love her you wouldn’t ignore her.”

“it’s because you’re with her! and she does the same to me! it’s like she’s found someone else-”

“you’re being dramatic.” jaehyun pushed himself off the column and turned to him. “y/n’s sad and moping around because you treated her like she’s all alone. you have no idea how much she waited for you to contact her.”

“what do you know, smartass? you’re just another guy trying to fit in when you know you couldn’t. no matter how much you tried, everyone’s afraid of you. and now you’re telling me you have feelings for y/n? please.” his lips jutted with sounds of disbelief while his body posture challenged jaehyun. “y/n’s kind to everyone she meets. it’s who she is. but to think you have hope to be with someone like her? if you ask me, all i see is a greatest mismatch.”

jaehyun usually didn’t give a damn of the comments about him. he couldn’t care less of any of those. in fact he’d hear them through one ear and out they went. but when he said anything, it irked him.

you see, that was the thing— right now, he actually listened.

he turned a blind eye on yuta’s words and let it off for the night. he was given a drink and maybe the alcohol didn’t work its way on him than it did to guy. in the end, yuta was probably spilling tea even if he didn’t intend to.

“what i feel for y/n has nothing to do with you. just like people can’t control the tides,” jaehyun lightly knocked onto yuta’s chest. “i can’t control mine.”

the footsteps echoed in yuta’s ears, he could hear them despite the noisy hall. “rghhh!” he grabbed hold of his glass and threw it towards jaehyun.

sounds of shattering glass met the ground, as well as catching everyone’s attention. then there was silence. jaehyun began to lose his patience as he turned around. his smirk challenged him. ouch. this was the fight yuta was looking for, seeing jaehyun’s heavy breaths only made him stand on his toes.

jaehyun punched him in the jaw though he knew it wasn’t worth his time. but he wanted to give him a taste of stepping beyond boundaries. yuta punched him back too. he made sure the star of the night was the other— shone the brightest and reveal his true nature. he didn’t count the number of hits he received, as long as jaehyun stayed that way.

“i told you it wouldn’t be good if you provoked me!” jaehyun growled. “you’re asking for show? i’ll give you one!”

“huh..” yuta wiped his bleeding lip. “you sure about that, beast?”

jaehyun held himself for the next punch, feeling all of the pairs of eyes on him. yours included. that was what he feared. “aw. what impression does she have on you now?” yuta’s cooing words caused jaehyun’s eyes to soften.

all bleeding and bruised, jaehyun’s injuries have matched with his suit. he clenched his fists as he frustratingly left the hall.

in your peripheral, your eyes trailed his direction and your legs followed him by heart, without realising yuta calling out your name several times. everything went blank, not thinking things straight because while everyone watched, no one understood. you glared at yuta before heading outside, a more disappointed sigh was the only response he got from you.

yuta was then nudged by sicheng. the latter could see the change in his expression. “what did i tell you?”

“you don’t have to tell me.” yuta dusted his pants.

“i’m still gonna.” sicheng rolled his eyes and poked the lad’s temple. “that’s what you call ‘stupidity’. if only you confessed to her before maybe things would be different between you guys.”

“i don’t want things to be different dude.”

“i’m gonna state the obvious, you probably already know this but.. you lost this battle.”

“crap..” yuta’s voice changed from a nervous chuckle to a soft sob. “i liked her first.”

you spotted jaehyun sitting atop a metal barrier just in front of the carpark— head down to mend his injuries and scratches. he sniffed from the cool night breeze before hopping off. “you’ll hurt your feet.” he pointed at the heels you had dangling in your hands.

his gaze softened when you pointed at his face, especially the black eye. “touché.” he chuckled, later feeling your cold hands against his throbbing flesh. “it’s no big deal-”

“i’m sorry about yuta’s behaviour.” you sighed. “don’t let it get into you. he’s an airhead when he’s drunk-”

“you sure? he seemed pretty sober when he said- ah.” he pursed his lips to speak any further. “nevermind.”

now that gotten you curious. “what did he say? spill it!” you whined, causing jaehyun mouth to curve a little in amusement.

jaehyun prolonged the silence and grabbed your shoes, leading you towards his car. once he unlocked it and opened the door, he bursted out in a loud, healthy laugh. “he said he was head over heels for you.”

you pushed him to the driver’s seat and slammed the door, rolling your eyes at the pun. “that was so lame!” you sat on the other side. “but i know that already if you thought i didn’t. i subtly turned him down ages ago. guess he didn’t take the message.”

“clearly.”

as you tended to his wounds, one question still had your curiosity at its peak. jaehyun was quiet through-out, so it was hard to bring the topic up for a while. until your eyes and his met.

“what did you tell him before he threw the glass at you?” you dabbed the cotton onto the beaten area. “it must’ve pissed him.”

he dropped his car keys and let out a nervous hum. “uh..” he didn’t know what else to say. right when he was finally about to tell you, you suddenly giggled.

“unless you told him you like me and that made him angry, but i doubt that happened.” your lips shrank to a circle, cursing at yourself for assuming too much. girl the guts you have was incomparable—

jaehyun’s large hand held yours while you continued to apply medication. the warmth, the heat and the building tension of skinship made you weak. “you’re right.”

your smile and breaths changed in an instant when he fixed himself on the seat. he smirked a little, finding how cute you were. it drove him crazy.

“i like you, for the longest time, since the orientation. i’m so into you that i couldn’t help myself be selfish and have you to myself— i- i don’t know what i’m saying.” he sighed, pushing himself away in embarrassment with arms above his face.

“t-thanks.” you fiddled with your fingers.

“i’m not asking for an answer. i just wanted to let you know.” he said. “gosh this is a bad timing for confession.”

“then is it a bad timing if i said i’m into you too?” you looked away and out in the distance. you could see his reaction on the window’s reflection. he was shocked, but an uncontrollable smile was forcing itself on the surface. it was written in the dimples.

“no,” his husky voice called you to look back. “you’re just about right.”

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