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werebeaste-archive · 11 months

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if you like this please refer to the repost on my new blog!

cute gote girl for something @menacingseniormoment is writing 🐐

#wereart #furry #anthro #goat #furry art #idek how to tag this ill be real #its been forever since ive done generic furry art

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gaileyfrey · 1 year

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I spend a lot of time thinking about food: what it means to us, how it shapes us, and the role it plays in communities and relationships. The two questions I ask my loved ones most are 'have you eaten' and 'what are you cooking?' I ask those questions because food represents so much: care, nourishment, love, health, location, history, identity. I ask those questions because I truly believe that food makes us who we are.

I am so excited to announce a project that focuses on the food that shapes us. Announcing The Personal Canons Cookbook, an essay series discussing food, identity, and community. Submissions are open now! You can find full details at this link, but here’s the bouillon:

~1000 words on food that has shaped you

Plus a recipe (which I’m happy to help with if you don’t prefer recipe-writing)

$150 payment on acceptance

BIPOC and non-US contributors strongly encouraged!

The Personal Canons Cookbook will run throughout 2023. I can’t wait to share it with you all. I have some really exciting authors and artists lined up to participate in this series. I can’t share details just yet, but I can confirm that they are absolutely electrifying. This series will be free to read, but Stone Soup Supper Club subscribers will get early recipe access, bonus content, and (if I get enough paying subscribers to afford it) a Stone Soup Recipe Collection at the end of the year with every recipe Stone Soup has ever shared.

I’m currently offering a 25% discount on paid subscriptions to the Supper Club, because I really, really want to be able to afford to put that cookbook together. I hope you’ll consider supporting the project and joining the Supper Club community! Either way, I can’t wait to see what you all have to say about whether you’ve eaten and what you’re cooking. Submissions close Dec 31.

Here’s that link again for you: Let’s get cooking.

#call for submissions #paid opportunity #stone soup #essay opportunity #food writing #food writing opportunity #I don't know how to use tags #good god i hope i'm doing this right #please tell your friends #reblog for a free frog

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legardes · 10 months

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tagged content for mobile view

doesn’t take you to browser page from the app I haven’t / don’t tag everything but here’s some specific content

IF ONE OF THE LINKS IS BROKEN PLEASE MSG ME

GAMES

silent hill

final fantasy 7

elden ring

dark souls

fear and hunger

danganronpa

puppet combo

resident evil

the evil within

zelda

clocktower

elder scrolls

metal gear solid

fatal frame

higurashi

umineko

chilla’s art

castlevania

baroque

hoyoverse

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horror

j-horror

japan

forests

nordic stuff

gothic stuff

visual kei

dungeoncore

fantasycore

vampirecore

gamer stuff

figurines

animals

occult / new age / light occult

fashion

j-fashion

modern places (mostly Japan)

cool rooms

liminal

old web

y2k

americana

ANIME / MANGA

yugioh

rozen maiden

mirai nikki

manga

junji ito

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stuff I agree with

personal posts (new tag as of April 2024, won’t tag old posts)

OTHER

beloved

music (bands, OSTs, & aesthetics)

ghost

my art

#tagged stuff

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moriche · 11 months

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Way way way too late (aka a month too late) but I’ve been tagged by @tallmatcha for a WIP share!

A little fragment from a future chapter of

Fear in a Handful of Dust

Veryn coughed, the fine particles clogging his nose, mouth and eyes despite the mask. He tasted sulphur on his tongue, and the air reeked stale and musty.

I am older than music, the wind whispered as he scrambled to his feet, panic surging through his veins, yet he couldn’t take off the mask to drink a potion.

He couldn’t see. He could barely breathe.

What I bring is light.

His fingers tingled, twitching as he tried to make the Sign of Recall, and the spell fizzled out.

Giving up already?

Gods, if he went back to Sadrith Mora like this they’d laugh him away. Worse still, they might pity him: the mage who couldn’t hold his own on Vvardenfell.

What I bring is a star.

Who couldn’t hold his own against the whispers of an ancient god that should, by all rights, be dead.

Next to him, the pack guar snorted, butting it’s head against his coat. Guar were remarkably hardy, able to survive a storm like this far easier than their riders, tough and stubborn like Cyrodilic donkeys.

What I bring is an ancient sea.

Passing on to:

@vonvenerables, @tafferling, @banjotea, @sunnylucy31 and to everyone who reads this and wants to participate!

#tes #tesfic #tagging game #morrowind #morichesfic

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isolus-girl · 2 years

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I was sort of tagged by @skyler10fic!

Rules: We would like to ask you to recommend us 3 of YOUR fics: 1 that is “most popular” and 2 that are “hidden gems”!

>> Most popular, going by hits is

Dream On - Ten/Rose post Doomsday reunion.

Six months after the events of Bad Wolf Bay, Rose starts dreaming she is on the TARDIS again.

Rose was on the TARDIS. She gasped in surprise and spun around on the spot, taking in the winding coral structures, the lights brightening in greeting and the happy hum in the background. Slowly, savouring the feeling of the grating underneath her bare feet, she stepped towards the console and tenderly stroked it as she had laughed at the Doctor for doing so many times. It felt warm under her hands as it always had before.

“I can’t believe I’m back,” Rose whispered to herself in the silence as she fingered the warm TARDIS key she always wore around her neck.

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>> 2 hidden gems

Bigger on the Inside Ten/Rose (implied Ten/Rose/Jack if you look for it). Post POTW

After the Game Station and his regeneration, the Doctor is tormented by thoughts of Captain Jack Harkness. Had he really done the right thing for his friend?

That brought him to the real problem. Jack's parting words 'I wish I'd never met you Doc, I was much better off as a coward' rang in his head. Since their first meeting Jack had more than proven himself to be ‘bigger on the inside’, he had become someone the Doctor could really rely on, his right hand man. They had been a team, the three of them saving planets and getting into trouble. Was that really what Jack had wanted though? Had he really done right by him? Should he just have let him off at the nearest space port? He would still be mortal now if he had. Wouldn’t have died at the hands of a Dalek.

Consequences Doctor/Rose

The Doctor cuts the wrong wire when carrying out repairs on the TARDIS. Rose is not impressed.

Predictably, a few minutes later a very wet, very cross, towel clad Rose Tyler appeared. She was glaring at him and tapping her foot impatiently. If her arms weren’t holding the towel down he was certain they would have been on her hips as well.

It was so interesting looking back at these! It was only a few years ago that I wrote them, but I can see the progression in my writing and vividly remember my thought processes as I wrote them!

I’m excited to be writing again, but it will be a while before I’m ready to post.

Tagging: @deardiary17, @saecookie and anyone else who fancies sharing their writing!

#tag game #writing #fic #doctor who #nine x rose #ten x rose #ninth doctor #tenth doctor #rose tyler

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etherealpreviews · 2 years

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#text post #text #example tag #tag #longer tag example #long tag #long example tag #tagged as #tags #tag area #more tags #super long tags #long tag area #tags go here #tags here

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ramyeongif · 8 months

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The skin-brain axis is of emerging interest in the field of neurodevelopment and has prompted discussion asot whether atopic eczema's link with ASd may be unique from that of non-cutaneous atopic conditions. For instance, from 3 to 4 post-conception weeks, the brain, skin and skin appendages develop in syncrhonisation in utero, all originating from one of three primary germ layers, the ectoderm. Accordingly, whilst the neuroectoderm differentiates to form early derivatives of the brain, such as the neural tube, the ventral ectoderm develops into a monolayer epidermis. It, therefore, seems plausible that atopic eczema may be uniquely associated with neurodevelopmental outcomes relative to non-cutaneous atopic disorders.

Jameson et al., 2022 (Eczema and related atopic diseases are associated with increased symptom severity in children with autism spectrum disorder)

#autism #sorry for the person first language instead of identity first language #just so curious about the eczema part #what are the lived experiences like for the community?#neurodiversity #feel free to drop responses or reblog with tags or responses #lucy dot txt

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prequels-rebuild · 9 months

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uhm. test

That's some text with a footnote. 1

i am messing with custom theme, need placeholder posts to preview. thx.

html edit - footnote appears to be supported on blog page only, not on dash (which makes sense). ↩

entering in markup confuses post editor tho, so use html for best results.

unsurprisingly, a readmore breaks this completely. next test, footnotes under readmore.

middle observation: tumblr will sometimes shorten the html and condense it down to what it believes is necessary, so footnotes may stop working (removes fnref bits)

"sometimes" may be if you edit a readmore into it, but idk what other edits might cause this.

#how do tags look on this theme #coding horror

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nevver · 2 years

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Korn, Uli Westphal (because)

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nanaluvbug · 1 year

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🧀🥪🌶️🥭 The Ravening War portraits 🧀🥪🌶️🥭

patreon * twitch * shop

[ID: a series of digitally illustrated portraits showing - top left to bottom right - Bishop Raphaniel Charlock (an old radish man with a big red head and large white eyebrows & a scraggly beard. he wears green and gold robes with symbols of the bulb and he smirks at the viewer) Karna Solara (a skinny young chili pepper woman with wavy green hair, freckled light green skin with red blooms on her cheeks. she wears a chili pepper hood lined with small pepper seeds and stares cagily ahead) Thane Delissandro Katzon (a muscular young beef man with bright pinkish skin with small skin variations to resemble pastrami and dark burgundy hair. he wears a bread headress with a swirl of rye covering his ears and he looks ahead, optimistic and determined) Queen Amangeaux Epicée du Peche (a bright mango woman with orange skin, big red hair adorned with a green laurel, and sparkling green/gold makeup. she wears large gold hoop earrings and a high leafy collar) and Colin Provolone (a scraggly cheese man with waxy yellow skin and dark slicked back hair and patchy dark facial hair. he wears a muted, ratty blue bandana around his neck and raises a scarred brow at the viewer with a smirk) End ID.)

#trw #the ravening war #dimension 20 #acoc #trw fanart #ttrpg #dnd #bishop raphaniel charlock #karna solara #thane delissandro katzon #queen amangeaux epicee du peche #colin provolone

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70sscifiart · 10 months

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One of my favorites by Paul Lehr, used as a 1971 cover to "Earth Abides," by George R. Stewart. It's also in my upcoming art book!

#sci-fi art

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389 · 14 days

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PORTO ROCHA

#art #design #ice #cube #block #photography #porto rocha #u

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valley-tulya · 11 months

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(The Sims 4) Estrela Hair

Hair

24 EA Colors

Hat Compatible

55403 polygons

Custom thumbnail

Hair Accessories Overlay

15 Colors Variations

Custom thumbnail

Brow ring category

If you have any issue let me know, enjoy.

T.O.U.

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Download (Patreon - Curseforge)

@maxismatchccworld @sssvitlanz @emilyccfinds

#my cc #ts4cc #ts4 custom content #ts4 cc #ts4cc hair #S4CC #s4mm

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agustdakasuga · 10 months

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The Way Of A Criminal: Chapter 4

Genre: Mafia!AU, Criminal!AU, Angst, Romance

Pairing: OT7 x Reader

Characters: Normal!Reader, Gangster!Namjoon, Gangster!Seokjin, Gangster!Yoongi, Gangster!Hoseok, Gangster!Jimin, Gangster!Taehyung, Gangster!Jungkook

Summary: Your father was a stranger, you never knew who he was and what he did. But one day, someone knocks on your door, informing you of his passing. Now, you learn more about him, his life and the legacy you are expected to continue with the help of his 7 executives.

Story warning(s): This story will contain depictions of violence, blood shed/gore, death, mentions of abuse, smoking, alcohol drinking and gambling. This story is fictional and has nothing to do with real life events or the actual members of BTS. Please read at your own discretion.

Instead of dealing with all this head on, you avoided it. You put everything aside and went on with life, spending all your time doing work, studying and doing your university projects.

Wonwoo noticed this and decided to invite you for a night out. Just a chill night with some drinks. Usually, you would decline, which is why Wonwoo has never invited you out. But you could use the distraction. Maybe being out of the house was good.

DING DONG

“Coming!” You ran down, fixing your earring. You didn’t really know how to dress for a night out like this so you picked a random dress. It was a dark blue, crushed velvet cocktail dress.

“Come on in.” You opened the door for him. Wonwoo smiled, bowing before removing his shoes to come in.

“This dress isn’t really motorcycle friendly, is it?” You let out an awkward laugh, going into the kitchen to get your phone that you left there to charge.

“I didn’t ride my bike since we might drink. I’ll call a cab.” Wonwoo said. He just stood in the doorway, unsure of what to do since it was the first time he was in your house.

“(y/n)?” Wonwoo suddenly called your name, stopping you in your tracks.

“You look great.” He smiled softly.

“Oh... Thank you.” You felt your cheeks heat up at his sudden compliment. He held out a hand to support you as you wore your shoes. After locking up the house, he escorted you to the cab that was waiting for you. And of course, Wonwoo opened the door for you to get in first, being the gentleman that he is. The car ride was silent.

“C-Can I ask you something?” Wonwoo threaded lightly. You hummed, nodding your head.

“I know you like your privacy and I shouldn’t pry but there were this rumours and pictures floating around about some expensive sports car and handsome guy picking you up. Is he one of them?” He asked nervously.

“If by ‘one of them’, you mean my father’s... employees. Yes, he is... or was. There are 7 of them.” You rubbed the back of your neck.

“Are they bothering you?”

“Can we not talk about this anymore? I just don’t want to have to think about it for a few minutes.” That came out a lot harsher and colder than you expected. But Wonwoo didn’t react.

“Sorry. I’m...” You sighed, not really knowing how to piece your words together anymore.

“I understand. Don’t worry about it. I didn’t mean to pry.” Wonwoo smiled comfortingly. Thankfully for you, the cab stopped outside the club. You looked at the long line outside that didn’t seem to be moving,

“Don’t look so worried. My friend put our name on the list so we can just walk in.” Wonwoo laughed. You both got out and he grasped your hand, giving your names to the bouncer. You were so stunned by his action that you just followed him without a word, letting him lead you.

“There’s a table there.” Wonwoo said in your ear on top of the loud music. You were still shocked that he was holding your hand that you just followed him.

“Phew, it’s crowded.” You said, casually pulling your hand away to check if you dropped anything from your bag.

“Yeah, that’s what you get for being here on a Friday night.” He chuckled. You stood at the table while Wonwoo went to get drinks at the bar. The standing table was thankfully at the side of the bar, which meant less people.

“Relax, you’re here to have fun.” You told yourself.

“Here.” Wonwoo got himself a beer and got you a cocktail. It was a nice refreshing drink with flavoured soju as the alcohol.

“Let me know how much everything is tonight and we’ll split the cost.” You told him as you took a sip.

“It’s okay, (y/n). It’s my treat, just enjoy yourself.” Wonwoo smiled. He clinked his glass with yours. Although this wasn’t your exact idea of relaxing, you were glad that the noise and the crowd made the place too loud that you didn’t need to start sharing your feelings. Wonwoo was a good friend but you just weren’t used to sharing so much about yourself with others.

After some drinks, you excused yourself to go to the toilet. But of course, there was a line. About 15 minutes went by without the line moving. You were about to give up when someone grabbed your wrist.

“(y/n) sshi?” You looked at the familiar face.

“Oh... Uh...”

“Yoongi.” He said, letting you go. You nodded your head. Other people in the line now had their attention on you and Yoongi.

“Come.” He nodded over to follow him. You didn’t know why you just went along, not even asking why he wanted you to go with him. You came before a staircase with two guards. But they parted ways upon seeing Yoongi.

“Sir.” They bowed respectfully as Yoongi cooly walked up, hands tucked into his pockets. You quickly bowed your heads back to the guards and caught up to Yoongi.

“You can use this bathroom instead. It’s cleaner and safer.” Yoongi stopped before a door.

“A-Are you sure?”

“If I wasn’t sure, I wouldn’t have went down to fish you out of the crowd. Take all the time you need. This is our own private bathroom so no one else is allowed to use it.” He explained. You nodded, bowing gratefully to him before entering the restroom.

The bathroom was a lot more opulent and grand, with black granite and gold trims. Like Yoongi said, it was very clean, unlike a usual club bathroom. It was definitely a boys bathroom with urinals but you just used one of the stalls.

“Hyung, why can’t I use the bathroom? I really need to go!” You heard voices outside as you were washing your hands.

“Only the 7 of us use it anyway. Unless... Do you have a secret guest in there?!” The person talking to Yoongi gasped as if he just uncovered something scandalous.

“Watch your mouth.” You heard Yoongi threaten.

“Sorry, I’m done.” You opened the door. But you didn’t expect Yoongi to be standing so close that you ended up bumping into his back.

“Oh, no wonder hyung was guarding the bathroom.” The male said. He didn’t mind you and just brushed past to use the bathroom. Yoongi moved you away from the bathroom door, not wanting you to accidentally get hit.

“Thank you. Is it okay if I just stay here for a few more minutes? You can go back to what you were doing before.” You asked timidly. Yoongi took one look at you and nodded. You didn’t need to tell him anything for him to know what you were thinking. The club was getting overwhelming. Yoongi never really liked coming too unless his brothers make him.

“Why did you come if you don’t like it?”

“A friend brought me here as a distraction. Plus, I’ve never really come to a club before.” You replied. Yoongi nodded his head.

“You don’t need to stay and accompany me. I’ll go back down in a bit.” You said.

“It’s okay.” He leaned against the opposite wall. You took your phone out to send Wonwoo a text, assuring him that you were safe and that he could go home first. But you didn’t tell him where you were and who you were with.

“Actually... I wanted to apologise. My brothers told me I shouldn’t have offered you a smoke the other time. I just thought it would help.” Yoongi looked at you.

“It’s fine. I honestly didn’t think too much about it. There were other things to think about.” You shook your head.

“Understandable. I’m sure you have your fair share of confusion and questions that come along with it. This is just the start.” Yoongi said. You didn’t let his straightforward tone faze you, nodding your head glumly.

“Well, I should go. Thanks for letting me hang here.” You straightened up.

“No worries. I’ll walk you down.” Yoongi followed suit. You walked behind him, not sure of the way to the exit. With your insistence, Wonwoo had gone home on his own. You did feel bad for abandoning him when he was the one that invited you out but you also didn’t want him to wait.

“Do you have a ride home?” Yoongi asked.

“I told my friend to go home first so I guess I can get a cab home.” You waved him off, getting your phone out. But Yoongi stopped you, his hand grasping your phone and covering the screen.

“It’s not safe and cheap to get a cab from here at this time. I drank a little so I shouldn’t drive. Hang on.” Yoongi waved over one of the bouncers.

“Use the company car and send her home then report back.” Yoongi ordered.

“Yoongi sshi, it’s really okay.”

“Get the address from her and make sure you see her entering the house before coming back.” Yoongi ignored you. The bouncer nodded and bowed, running off the get the car.

“(y/n) sshi, hyung.” You both turned to see Taehyung jogging over. He had a big, square-ish grin as he waved.

“Jimin said you were here and that Yoongi hyung was with you. Are you driving her home, hyung?” Taehyung tilted his head.

“I drank. So was gonna get one of the workers to drive her back.” Yoongi explained, standing back as he lit a cigarette to smoke. Taehyung nodded his head.

“I’ll drive you home. I didn’t drink since I am the designated driver tonight. Bring my car instead.” Taehyung called out. The worker bowed and ran back into the club. Yoongi decided to go in first after his cigarette was done, not liking being out in the cold. He shot you a nod while you bowed gratefully to him. While waiting, Taehyung put his jacket over your shoulders.

“Did you come alone?” Taehyung asked.

“No... I came with a friend but I abandoned him. Yoongi sshi was kind enough to let me hang out in the quiet area. So I told my friend to go home first.” You said. You didn’t know why you were explaining so much to him.

“This isn’t you scene, is it?” He teased. You pursed your lips and shook your head. The noise and the crowd just wasn’t comfortable.

“Sir.” The car stopped right in front of you. The worker came out, bowing and passing Taehyung’s keys to him.

“Here you go. Watch your head.” Taehyung opened the car door for you to enter. You sat inside, keeping the sides of his jacket close to you so it wouldn’t get caught in the door.

Taehyung confirmed your address before starting to drive. One hand held his head, elbow resting on the door next to him while the other hand was on the steering wheel. During the quiet ride, you fiddled with the hem of the dress, pulling it down every now and then.

“Are you cold?” He asked.

“No, I’m good. Thank you.” You replied softly. With your head leaning against the headrest, you looked out the window. The only reason you would be out this late usually was because you were working.

“Thanks for dropping me off again.” You said as Taehyung pulled up outside of your house.

“Any time.” Taehyung smiled. You unbluckled your seatbelt and got out of the car. But before you could walk further, Taehyung rolled down the window.

“Goodnight, (y/n)!”

“G-Goodnight, Taehyung sshi.” A small smile formed on your lips as you bowed your head and entered the house. Like the other day, Taehyung only drove off after he was sure you had entered the house.

Only after you entered the house and you heard Taehyung drive off, that you realised you had forgotten the return him his jacket. You removed it carefully, as if any movement would cause it to tear like tissue. You inspected it, trying to figure out if you should wash it on your own, and risk ruining the expensive material, or just send it for dry cleaning.

“Hi, Wonwoo. Did you make it home safe?”

“Oh, (y/n). Yes, I am home. I went home after you sent me that text. Are you alright? You scared me.”

“Yes, I am alright. I just found a quiet space to chill for a while so I didn’t want you to wait for me. I just got home. Sorry for ruining the night. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” You said, putting your shoes away.

“Don’t say that, (y/n). I’m sorry you didn’t enjoy yourself.”

“I did enjoy myself, Wonwoo. Thank you for bringing me out to feel better.” You laughed. After wishing each other good night, you hung up.

You took a shower and was feeling peckish so you made yourself some ramyeon. There was always ramyeon in the kitchen for when you or your mother needed a late night snack after working.

“I’ll have to drop the jacket off at the dry cleaners tomorrow.” You groaned tiredly, looking at the blazer that rested over the back of the chair.

Hoseok was one of the first ones to wake up. After a day of working and a night of drinking, the boys all usually slept in during the weekends. The moment his foot touched the bottom of the stairs, a maid ran over to him, bowing her head in fear.

“What is it?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Your workers are here, sir. They said that it is important for you to see them immediately.” She relayed timidly, afraid of making him angry.

“Send them in. And get my breakfast.” Hoseok shooed her away before shuffling to the dining room. Like any other normal person, he didn’t like having to work on the weekends.

“Good morning, Boss.” The 3 men put the crate that they were carrying down and bowed to Hoseok.

“This better be important for you to be here on a Saturday morning.” Hoseok said, not even looking up at them. He was more focused on the tray of food that the butler had placed down in front of him.

“The shipment is here early. We thought you would want to check it right away.” One of the men informed. Hoseok put his napkin on the table and stood up.

“Show me.” He commanded as he walked over. The men opened the box, revealing the contents inside.

“Very nice...” He picked up one of the items.

“Business on a Saturday morning, Hobah?” Yoongi came in. Hoseok’s workers bowed upon seeing the pale man enter the dining room. But of course, he didn’t even spare them a glance. He sat down in his allocated seat, waiting for the staff to serve him his breakfast. His breakfast was usually an iced coffee then his food 20 minutes later.

“Can’t help it, hyung. You want the best, you’ve got to work when others aren’t.” Hoseok laughed while Yoongi snorted at his comment. He placed the items back into the crate.

“Leave this here. I’ll show the others to see what they think. Good work. We’ll discuss the rest on Monday.” Hoseok said.

“Of course, boss. Have a nice weekend.” The 3 bowed, moving the crate to the side of the room before leaving the mansion. Hoseok took his seat across Yoongi.

“So hyung, I heard you had a little moment with the girl.” Hoseok asked.

“What moment?” Yoongi asked back, no emotion on his face as he sipped the last bit of his coffee.

“Jimin said you loyally guarded the door for her as she used our toilet. Even stayed with her in the hallway after to comfort her.” He explained. Yoongi rolled his eyes, his brothers really needed better things to talk about.

“I saw her the moment she entered, I’m surprised you guys didn’t considering how high our booth is. She needed to use a toilet and the queue was insane so I offered her to use ours. And I wasn’t comforting her, she needed a quiet place and I stayed with her. That’s all.” Yoongi explained.

“Well, that’s a lot more interaction than what the rest have got. Looks like she’ll warm up to you first.” Hoseok said.

“No, she’ll warm up to Taehyung first. He was the one that sent her home.” Yoongi dug into his food on the tray that the butler brought him. Hoseok hummed but couldn’t help the giggle that escaped him.

“What’s Hobi laughing about?” Namjoon came in. He had been awake for a while, opting to sit in his room to read the newspaper rather than come downstairs right away.

“No idea.” Yoongi replied, putting a chopstick of rice into his mouth.

“Ah, seriously, Hobi. I thought we established that we are not going to bring work into the dining room?” Namjoon tsked at the crate in the room.

“It’s fine, Namjoon ah. I’ll move it after breakfast. The boys needed me to inspect the goods, that’s all. Even risked bothering me on a Saturday to do it.” Hoseok waved the leader off. Namjoon shook his head with a sigh.

“Bring my breakfast.” He ordered as he took his seat at the head of the table. The butler bowed and left.

“I’m done. Going back to sleep.” Yoongi stood up and shuffled out of the room. The weekend was for Yoongi to catch up on sleep, it was normal to not see him for the entirety of the two days because he was just sleeping or resting in bed. Jin and Taehyung were the last ones that had breakfast. Jungkook and Jimin would sleep in until dinner time.

“Here. Take what is yours and leave the rest. I told you I would get things done.” Jin dropped the stack of files on the table. Namjoon, Hoseok and Taehyung shrugged, going through the pile to retrieve their things.

“So, hyung, did you find out anymore information about (y/n) when you did your stalking?” Taehyung asked.

“Yah, Taehyung! That was supposed to be confidential.” Jin hissed at the younger exposing him to the rest. However, the younger just shrugged.

“You’re running a check on her?” Namjoon raised an eyebrow.

“I’m not running a check on her... Well, at least not the background checks I usually do. I just wanted to find out about her to maybe try to connect with her in some way. She is a closed book.” Jin explained.

“So what if she is a closed book, I’m sure you can still find whatever you need on her.” Hosoek laughed.

“That’s the thing... She does not have much of a record except for her birth certificate and basic school details. Everything else either doesn’t exist or has been wiped.” Jin informed.

“Wait, you’re telling me there is actually information that you can’t find?”

“How do you know information has been wiped? She could have just not had that much of an eventful life so far. I doubt she can wipe her own records and she doesn’t seem to have a reason to do that.” Namjoon said. He didn’t know you but you didn’t seem like a skillful hacker that could wipe records.

“I know information has been wiped because I am the one who wiped them...” Jin admitted with his head slightly hung.

“What?”

“Boss wanted me to wipe them. He was paranoid, especially when it came to her. So my task was to regularly wipe her records that were 'not relevant’. Hospital visits, stuff like that...” Jin gulped.

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