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demonprincezeldris · 2 years

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Reviving the Big Bro Zel AU again, some Mama Mel thrown in. I have more where this came from, btw, which I'll cough up as soon as I'm done with my homework.

Melanthius stared in horror at the scene, frozen. The rest of Stigma looked on as well, unsure how to feel or how to react. Ludociel was standing in a bloody clearing, the bodies of his children littering the ground. Melanthius wanted to believe, desperately wanted to believe, that they were still alive, but he knew better. He was better at sensing death than anyone in the Celestial realm. Not a single one of his babies had escaped their demise.

"They were a drain on our resources, honestly." Ludociel said flippantly, flicking the blood off his sword. "And demons, whether or not raised in the goddesses light, are not permitted to have children. To be honest with you, Melanthius, you did this to them."

Mel whimpered and took a shaky step forward, but by now, other goddesses had come to take rank around the Archangel. "These bodies will be disposed of. Burning them is likely simplest. Begone, scum. I'll summon you when I need you."

A sob tore out of his throat, and he stumbled away, wings unfolding as he retreated. He flew for ages, not caring where he went, just needing to be AWAY. He finally came to a stop, stumbling along the forest floor, far from where he'd started. He didn't know where he was, and he didn't care as he collapsed against the ground, sobbing hysterically as they finally broke free. He curled up there, his long hair clinging to his face in damp strands where his ponytail had come loose. He's not sure how long he stayed like that, but it can't have been that long, before he heard footsteps, and:

"Melanthius...?"

He jerked upright, none other than the prince of Demons looking at him, stunned and- and worried? Instinctive fear coursed through him, before the grief and apathy replaced it. He sagged, and put his back to the tree behind him, holding his legs to his chest. "Just kill me and get it over with." He whispered hoarsely. "I don't care anymore." His bangs fell over his face, shadowing his eyes.

Zeldris had felt his brothers signature, erratic and confused, as it entered demon territory, and came to a stop in the middle of the woods. And now- he didn't know WHY he was like this, but it obviously wasn't anything GOOD. He unclasped the sword from his waist, letting it clatter against the ground as he strode forward. Melanthius flinched, shoulders still hitching with suppressed sobs. Zeldris kneeled in front of him and cupped his cheeks, brushing tears back with his thumbs gently. "Melanthius what happened, what's wrong? You can talk to me, young one."

He stared at him, suprise and disbelief playing across his face, before a fresh wave of tears welled up In his eyes, and the need for comfort overcame his fear. He whimpered and leaned forward tentatively, his head coming to rest against the princes shoulder, his own still shaking with each hitched breath. Surprisingly, Zeldris didn't lash out, didn't push him away, didn't even tense up. He just wrapped his arms around him, a hand going into his hair, and held him close. Melanthius blubbered out what happened, and Zeldris felt rage swirl up inside of him, a furious flurry of Wrath. But he pushed it away, for now. Mel needed him to be gentle right now, not angry. So be just kept rocking him back and forth, rubbing his back, and humming while his younger brother wailed. He felt guilty about how happy he was that he was in his arms, clinging to him, considering the circumstances.

Eventually, he calmed down, reduced to sniffles and exhausted breathes. Zeldris readjusted so his back was to the tree, and Melanthius was in his lap, keeping him cuddled up to his chest as he breathed deep and even.

"I don't understand why you're being so nice to me." He whispered. "We're enemies."

"...I think that is a revelation for another day, little one. You've had enough. No parent should lose their children, adopted or otherwise. What happened was awful, and I'm not about to put more on your plate. For now, just know you can come to me."

"...Ok... Thank you."

He hummed, shuffling him a little closer, and letting the purr start up in his chest. Melanthius didn't know WHY the sound was so soothing, but right now, he didn't have the energy to care.

Several hours passed of that, before he finally spoke again.

"...I'm in Demon territory, aren't I?"

"Yes."

"Then I need to go back. If I'm caught here, I'll be executed."

"No demon would-"

"By the goddesses."

"...Ah. Well, you could- you could stay here?"

He shook his head. "I need my mom's. I'm sorry."

"...That's alright. Come, I'll get you to a part of the border you can slip in unnoticed, alright?"

"Alright."

Zeldris helped him up, his little brothers legs still shaky, so he supported him until he got his balance back. They walked together, and then flew together, staying low to the treetops. Melanthius recognized this spot as a weak point in the border. Zeldris combed his hair back gently. "If you ever need me, ever, you will know where to find me, yes?"

"...Yes."

"Good."

He flew away, glancing over his shoulder to see Zeldris hovering. He smiled and waved at him, and Melanthius turned and kept flying.

He didn't have the energy to question it right now. Instead, he'd return home, and curl up in the arms of his worried mothers.

Oh my goodness I am so sorry for not answering this sooner. There has been a lot going on these past few days.

ANYWAYS!

Poor Meliodas! Losing his kits must have been deveastating to him. He goes home and explains in a shaky voice what happened with Ludociel, tearing up again as he remembers the moment. Their bodies littered around the Archangel. His heaving sobs as he flew away from the scene.

His moms did their best to comfort him, and he eventually cried hismelf to sleep, in the warm embrace of his mothers.

#BIg Bro Zel AU #Mama Mel Au #pack mentality

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juminsmysticmc · 4 years

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I was wondering how would the RFA react to MC playing a prank on them using the “ Yo is your man still around” Audio from TikTok to see what they’re reactions is? Btw I love your work keep it up and I hope you have a lovely day

RFA react to a MC who use a TikTok sound (Yo what’s good Shortie, is your man still around)

Hey Babe! Thank you for your patience! I hope you will enjoy this HC. At first, I thought, that TikTok was a dumb App and yeah. It didn’t even take me a day to get obsessed with it, I love it! So, tell me your opinion on it, okay? Have a good day, I love you!

Jumin

You got a bit bored with time and since there were days when Jumin wasn’t by your side that much, you decided to download the app that everyone went crazy for lately - TikTok.

At first it was a bit difficult for you to use it. You were unsure how to get content you liked, but in time your FYP became better and better until you saw that one trend.

A sound was a man’s voice said, ,,Yo what’s good Shortie, is your man still around?’’ and all the men in the videos reacted just so sweetly…

You knew that you had to do it too.

And so, you gave Jumin a kiss when he wanted to go to work and then started playing audio.

Jumin waited and looked at you because he didn’t recognize your phone ringtone.

But when the man asked the question, Jumin’s face froze.

,,Excuse me. Who wants to know that?’’ he hissed and grabbed your phone, looking at the display he saw that this wasn’t a FaceTime call, but something else.

,,Who was that, Mc?’’ he asked you.

,,No one, Jumin. It was just a prank,’’ you tried to explain.

,,No, my love, I heard it clearly… don’t you love me anymore?’’ Jumin whispered and got on his knees.

,,Do you want to leave me?’’ he asked you.

Suddenly you felt guilty and decided to show him all the duets.

,,So this TikTok made this?’’ he asked after you showed him five videos.

You sighed and chuckled, trying to tell him once again that TikTok was the name of the app and not the one who made the audio.

Zen

You, as his manager, was in charge of his TikTok account and always read through the requests of his fans or deleted bad comments.

You did your job pretty well and that’s how one day you read a comment, which wasn’t for Zen, but for you.

,,Hello, Mc! I love you and I support you! May I ask for a video where you use the audio ,Yo what’s good Shortie, ur man still around?’, we need to see a jealous Zen!’’ the person named ,,MC X ZEN IS LIFE’’ asked you.

You still didn’t know the trend so you searched for it. It was then that you knew that this challenge would be pretty funny.

You told Zen that it was time for him to go.

Just while he put on his shoes, you started the challenge and recorded his expression.

At first, he looked up when he heard the ringtone, but looked down again.

However, his eyes were wide open when he heard ,,Yo what’s good Shortie,’’

But when he heard the question if he was still around, everything in his head stopped.

,,YOU ASSHOLE OF A MAN, YES SHE-’’ Zen quickly noticed that this was a video since the sound stopped and the video of him got replayed.

,,Huh?’’ he looked at you, a bit worried.

Suddenly, you broke down in laughter and saved the video, telling him the truth.

,,A fan?’’ he asked you.

You nodded and was just about to walk away when Zen hugged you from behind.

,,For a second my heart stopped and I really thought that you were cheating… You’re so mean, princess…’’ he whispered and kissed your neck.

,,I’ll make up for it…’’ you teased him.

Yoosung

You and your husband stopped talking.

Instead, you guys began to tag each other in the comments below funny TikToks.

,,Did you see this video already?’’ he often asked you, making you laugh loudly.

It was funny how good an app like this could become.

One day, while he was at work, you came across this audio and was about to tag Yoosung when you read a lot of the comments.

People were using the same audio to prank their boyfriends and you loved the idea.

You didn’t wait too long to use the trend and waited until Yoosung came home from work and had to leave for another visit to the doctor.

The audio stopped him from putting on his jacket since nobody usually called him.

He guessed something bad happened and waited.

But then the audio began and the man’s voice echoed in the hallway.

Yoosung observed you and waited for you to answer the man, but of course you couldn’t.

Instead, you began to laugh loudly.

,,I don’t think that’s funny, Mc! Who was that?! Who is it?!’’ he hissed and wanted to grab your phone.

He quickly realized, however, that this was TikTok.

,,You-’’ Yoosung suddenly began to sniff.

,,You pranked me!’’ he began to sob.

,,WHY ARE YOU CRYING?’’ you laughed a bit harder.

,,I PANICKED FOR A SECOND AND- YOU’RE SO MEAN!’’

Luckily he wasn’t angry at all, but he made sure to get revenge on you with another trend...

Jaehee

Okay, Jaehee was a bit harder, I thought about leaving her out

You wondered why, but Jaehee still didn’t have a TikTok even though Zen used the app for all kinds of challenges.

But since you had it and you were crazy about it, you knew every sound by memory now.

One day you came over the ,,Hey what’s good Shortie’’ audio and just loved the reaction of the partners.

And so, you thought about doing the same to Jaehee.

Although, she would probably notice that this was fake.

But nonetheless, you used the sound while she was cleaning the kitchen.

,,Yo what’s good Shortie, is your man still around?’’

As soon as the sound ended, you could hear how Jaehee stopped her cleaning session and came over to you.

,,Mc, did you tell anyone that I am a man?’’ she asked you.

You couldn’t hold it in anymore and began to laugh hysterically, shaking your head and showing her the video you took.

,,I don’t understand why you like this dumb app so much!’’ she hissed at you.

It didn’t take long until you showed her all kinds of videos and made her obsessed with it too.

,,Jaehee, the kitchen...shouldn’t you finish?’’

,,As punishment, you can finish cleaning it while I spam Zen with likes, thank you.’’

Saeyoung

Handling two accounts on TikTok wasn’t difficult.

Instead, it was super easy for both of you.

You and your future husband were quite famous as ,,The Herotic Duo + Saeran“

Of course, Saeyoung felt bad leaving his brother out so he added him, filming some pranks together.

Saeran, however, was quite special on the account so he didn’t appear often.

But the both of you pranked each other regularly with one of the extra phones Saeyoung had.

One day you saw on your own phone and your normal account, that one famous prank everyone was doing.

You decided to do it too and upload it live on your shared account.

One tap on the screen of your phone and the sound began.

,,Yo what’s good Shortie, is your man still around?“

,,Tell him that I am here and that he can come. He can videotape us while I show him that you are mine!’’ Saeyoung told you and turned towards you.

,,SAEYOUNG CHOI, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU SAYING?!’’ you laughed, trying to cut the live on TikTok

,,WELL YOU PLAYED A PRANK ON ME!’’ he yelled back and approached you, hugging you tightly.

What you didn’t notice, was that you never actually cut the live.

And so, while your fandom kept staring at the wall, you and your fiancé kept kissing passionately...

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smilexcaptainx · 4 years

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A Little Hurt | Peter Parker

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Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Request: I love your writing btw! Maybe somethig pretty angsty of peter hanging out with Mj more and reader is depressed and got herself seriously hurt and was left in an alleyway helpless and sobbing until peter finds her? Fluff at end?

A/N: Thank you, that means so much to me! I hope you enjoy!

Warning(s): Angst, Language

Word Count: 914

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Spending time with Peter was all you could wish for, and it was happening tonight, but the catch? Michelle was tagging along. You had no problem with Michelle, she was a that one teenage girl you could relate to on a spiritual level. The only issue was that she was sort of stealing Peter from you. You would plan all of these movie nights, game nights for only you and Peter, but it always ended up with him telling you, “Sorry, I already have plans with MJ!” instead. It definitely broke your heart a little more each time.

Tonight was the night you hoped to finally retrieve those moments you’ve lost with Peter lately, but you were sadly mistaken.

“I can’t believe you haven’t seen this meme!” michelle exclaimed, playfully whacking Peter on the shoulder. “You really are a loser.”

Peter quietly snickered from her teasing which caused your stomach to turn even more. Peter was sat in between you and Michelle but was now scooting closer to Michelle as she pulled up more memes on her phone. You were definitely the third wheel now, and you didn’t like it. You understood the friendship that Peter and Michelle held, and you knew for sure that she had no feelings towards him.

It was just hard to see your best friend hanging out with someone else and your fear was that Michelle was going to soon replace you. Without any word you stood up and stormed off. Peter noticed you leaving and asked where you were going but you ignored him just like he was to you the entire night. Peter kept his eyes on you but instantly got sidetracked by Michelle calling for attention again.

You shoved the back door open and stepped outside to catch some fresh air. You knew that inhaling the cold air would help you calm down. You wanted to punch a wall. You wanted to break down crying. All of these certain emotions struck you at once, but in the end you knew what you really wanted.

You wanted Peter.

Michelle was preventing you from pursing the relationship you wanted with Peter and it was frustrating. After a few minutes of gathering yourself back together, you turned back around and turned the knob but it wouldn’t turn all the way. You were locked out.

“Why hello there pretty lady,” a raspy voice spoke behind you. Your eyes widened and you whipped around, watching a group of men approaching you. “might I say, you look very nice tonight.”

“Oh shit.”

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Peter halfheartedly laughed at the photo that Michelle showed him. His eyes drifted to look on the other side of him, only to see that you still hadn’t returned.

“Man, [Y/N] still isn’t back yet?” peter wondered out loud, looking around the crowded area in the restaurant. “Where did she go?”

“She probably just went to the restroom or something.”

Michelle’s eyes were still glued on her phone, lightly chuckling at the memes she scrolled through. Peter huffed and looked the direction he saw you leave. Laughing at memes wasn’t the same without you. He missed your contagious laughter that would cause him to hysterically laugh and fall to ground practically in tears. Peter politely excused himself from the table and went off the way he saw you leave.

As he followed your footsteps, he realized that the only place you could have really gone was in the alleyway. Peter opened the door and poked his head out. He felt his heart shatter into a billion pieces and he saw your figure on the freezing, wet ground, clutching your stomach. Peter sprinted straight out the door and dashed toward you. Tears were already prickling into his eyes the closer that he got to you, if it wasn’t for him letting you out of his sight, you never would have gotten into this position.

"What the hell happened [Y/N]?!” peter shouted, reaching you. He knelt down to your level and you raised your eyes to meet with his. Peter’s eyebrows shot straight up as the scars, cuts and bruises were revealed to him. “Who the hell did that to you?!”

“I-I don’t know...” you stuttered, shaking violently. “T-They got away.”

Peter wanted to chase after the bastards who did that to you, but knew that you wanted someone to comfort you rather than a hero at the time. Peter winced at the quiet sobs that you were trying to keep to yourself. Peter blinked and a single tear slid down his cheek.

“I’m so sorry [Y/N],” he apologized softly, his voice slightly cracking. “I should have been there.”

“Well, you’re here now,” you responded gently, breaking your gaze from his. “I need you Peter.”

Peter didn’t say another word and gingerly wrapped his arms around you. He tried hard not to hurt you anymore that you were. Your eyes fluttered shut and he held you close. All the pain that you once felt was slowly fading away. His presence and his touch somehow made you feel better, emotionally and physically.

“I’ll never let you out of my sight ever again [Y/N],” peter whispered, tenderly placing a kiss on the top of your head. “I love so much.”

“Thank you Peter,” you replied calmly. “I really do appreciate you being here for me.”

“This won’t ever happen to you ever again [Y/N], I give you my promise.”

“I trust your words Peter,” you said with a small smile. “I always have.”

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facepalming-since-chernobyl · 4 years

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I have a crazy idea! how about you write a one shot about the dream kara has about monel?! consider this a prompt (it doesn't have to be in s5 you just inspired me btw I love you)

Did we get this far just to feel your hate?

In which Lena I’m Not Villain Luthor leaves Kara behind in the Fortress, broken and tortured, without a chance of escape. But fortunately, there are people who truly care about Kara Zor-El. Even when they are centuries away.

You can find this fic on AO3 (x) For my wifey @zrnas

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When the portal disappeared, Kara put a trembling hand on her chest, twisting the material of her suit.

Lena used her.

She could feel her racing heart, beating like a drum, almost like it wanted to jump out of her chest.

Lena manipulated her.

She took a shaky, shallow breath. And another. And another. And another, faster and faster.

Lena turned the Fortress - the last remaining shred of her home - against her.

Her chest tightened painfully with every shaky breath.

Lena stole Myriad.

A hot wave of tiredness washed over her and she finally fell to her knees.

Lena caged her in a box made of Kryptonite and ice.

The walls of her jail were closing in. Suffocating her. It was so difficult to take a breath.

Lena left her here… for what? Not for death, but for the feeling of the needles piercing every inch of her skin?

She choked on her tears, feeling absolutely helpless. She was trapped for Rao knew how long. Was she going to die here?

Lena. Her dear best friend. The good person.

Kara reached for her neck and took out a thin chain with a ring hanging on it.

Lena was going to make the biggest mistake and it was all Kara’s fault.

With her last ounce of strength Kara broke the chain.

Her fault.

She put the ring on her finger.

HER. FAULT.

The darkness embraced her just before she hit the ground.

It looked exactly like she remembered.

A peaceful sea of gold grass caressed by gentle wind. A serene sunny day with a view of Saturn on the cloudless blue sky.

She was wearing the same white dress. Her hair was longer and a little curly and no bangs were covering her forehead.

It looked exactly like he remembered it, too.

“Hey, didn’t expect you to be back so soon.”

His deep, cheerful voice that she missed so dearly every day reached her from behind.

She slowly turned and there he was, in the same wrinkled white shirt, with her mother’s necklace hanging around his neck and a few days’ shade on his face - just like in the good, happy times before she’d sent him away.

“Winn told me to-” his smile faded when he looked at her.

In a second he crossed the distance between them and gently cupped her wet face into his hands.

“What happened,” he asked softly, fear replaced the happiness in his voice.

Kara opened her mouth. Nothing but a pained sob escaped her mouth, and new tears fell.

“Hey, hey.” He wiped them away and kissed her forehead. “I’m here, everything is going to be okay.”

Was it really going to be okay? she thought, clutching his shirt and hiding her face in his shoulder, as he firmly held her to his chest.

“It’s not your fault.”

They were at their favorite spot near the lake.

She was sitting between his legs, with her head on his shoulder, playing with the necklace. Mon-El’s cheek was lying on her head and his arms were around her, like he wanted to shield her from the world.

She didn’t know how long she was crying into his shirt - they realized in the beginning that time in their dream world didn’t matter. Sometimes their meetings felt like days passed. Sometimes they felt like minutes, with one of them disappearing suddenly, woken up in the real world.

For now, Kara was grateful she was still there, absorbing the warmth of his body.

“I lied to her, Mon-El,” she whispered and trembled, as she remembered Lena’s face twisted with hatred and fury. “I betrayed her trust and -”

Mon-El growled.

“Babe, you don’t owe your identity to anyone,” he said in a strained voice that was weirdly comforting. “You kept it secret because you were not ready to tell her. But in the end you did, and she repaid you with more lies and manipulation. You can’t take responsibility for other people’s actions. Nothing you did gives her the rights to torture you with Kryptonite.”

“But, she is hurt and… and...” she bit her lip.

He sighed, raised his head and gently turned her head, so they could look into each other’s eyes.

All he saw was pain and uncertainty.

All she saw was honesty and love.

“You were hurt too, when you realized I lied about my past,” he said softly. “And you forgave me in the end, because-” he didn’t finish.

“Because I loved you,” she sighed and he brushed her cheek.

The tightness in her chest loosened a little.

“You forgave me, because you were, and still are a good person, Kara.” He kissed her hair. ”And nothing will change that.”

“Lena is a good person too,” she mumbled and put her head on his shoulder again.

Mon-El clenched his teeth, but didn’t say a thing.

Good people don’t lie, manipulate and hurt others because they are butthurt. Good people don’t put their friends into cages made of Kryptonite and torture them. Good people don’t steal things that can make people zombies - he thought, but said nothing.

For now, Kara didn’t need words of truth. She needed support.

“If she is a good person, then she will understand. You will reach her… soul,” he said softly, praying he was sounding plausible.

Because he was pretty sure that the sick fucking Luthor bitch had no soul.

Kara took a deep breath, broke their embrace and kneeled in front of him.

This time she was the one who cupped his face.

The kiss was short, but sweet.

“I love you,” she whispered, still a little embarrassed by the words, even if she said them so many times.

Mon-El smiled.

“You know what?” he said.

“Hmm?” she smiled back, waiting for the words that he was supposed to say.

“I walked in on Imra and Garth again,” he finished sadly, with sparks of mischief dancing in his eyes.

Kara choked on the air she was (not really) breathing.

“Not funny, it’s the fifth time this month,” he pouted. “And I’m not even counting their nightly rendezvous in Garth’s room and you know the walls on the Legion ships are really thin, right?”

Kara snorted.

“And today! Here I was happily walking into the kitchen, lost in my thoughts, totally not prepared to see my Legion mates sucking their faces off on a table.”

Kara laughed again.

“How am I supposed to prepare any food on that table now, huh? I’m traumatized,” he complained but all Kara managed was more hysterical laughing.

When she finally calmed down, she put her forehead on his, and sighed happily, lost in the moment, not thinking about anything.

Mon-El closed his eyes and smiled.

He wanted to tell her so many things. About getting closer to catching Brainiac. About Winn mastering flying with his Legion ring. About new members of the Legion..

About how much he missed her and hoped they could meet again in the near future.

But now was not the time. Not when she was lying unconscious on the Fortress’ floor, poisoned by Kryptonite.

“You need to wake up, Supergirl.”

Kara raised her head and looked at him.

Her comets shone with determination.

“You need to wake up and fight.”

She kissed him for the last time.

“Wake up,” he whispered.

When he opened his eyes, she was gone.

Kara woke up cold, stiff and dizzy. She felt Kryptonite running through her veins, hurting her, torturing her, making her weak.

But she slowly got up and stood on shaky legs.

The green barrier was still around her.

She was Kara Zor-El.

She was Supergirl.

Kara clenched her fist.

And this shit was not going to stop her.

With a cry she punched the barrier.

It shattered into pieces.

In the dream world, Mon-El smiled, holding the necklace.

“That’s my girl,” he whispered and looked at the sky.

And he prayed.

For Kara to be strong enough to get through it without losing her heart. Without losing her innocence, optimism and faith in people.

For Kara to be able to save the Luthor woman without Lena tainting and corrupting her soul.

And if not…

He prayed for Kara to understand that some people didn’t deserve to be saved.

Did you ever hear what I told you?

Did you ever read what I wrote you?

Did you ever listen to what we played?

Did you ever let in what the world said?

Did we get this far just to feel your hate?

Did we play to become only pawns in the game?

How blind can you be, don't you see?

You chose the long road but we'll be waiting

Bye bye beautiful

#karamel #my fics #wifeeeey

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baekkxong · 7 years

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Pairing: BTS Hoseok (J-Hope) X Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Word Count: 1,502

A/N hoseok is sooo cute ;-; btw thank you all so so much, i’m now over 400 followers! :D

shit my fic titles are getting so bad dont judge me its a reference to coffee okay

Hoseok was working his usual shift at the coffee shop behind the counter when he looked up from brewing a cup of tea to see your figure hurriedly run past the glass windows. A smile made its way across his face, beaming at your presence. He set the cup of tea on a tray and politely gave it to the waiting customer, wondering what must’ve happened to cause you running into the shop with such purpose. He picked up a glass from the small steriliser from underneath the counter and began drying it with a tea towel.

He looked up as you approached the counter, smile instantly fading from his face as he regarded your tear stained cheeks and watery eyes. You were biting your lip, trying not to make a scene in the shop.

“Are you okay?” Hoseok asked gently, soft eyes concealed in concern.

At the question, your guard fell down and you choked a sob, bringing a hand to your face and covering your mouth. In an instant, Hoseok roughly placed the glass and the tea towel on the sink and rushed round the counter, his hands reaching both your arms while you cried.

“Y/N? What happened?”

You were too hysterical to answer, not even attempting to find words. Hoseok pulled you into his chest, one arm around your waist while the other caressed your hair. You cried into his shirt. Thankfully, your sobs became muffled and no other customers seemed to notice your despair. While you cried, you inhaled the familiar scent of him. Peppermint, it always was, from the shampoo he used to wash his dark locks.

After you’d managed to recover yourself, controlling your cries and taking deep breaths, Hoseok pulled away. “Come on, let’s get you a drink,” he said, leading you by your wrist to the sofa which leaned against the bar in the corner of the room. “I’ll be over in a moment, and we can talk about it. Okay?”

You nodded in reply, sniffing and sitting rigidly on the seat.

Hoseok went back to the counter, quickly brewing your favourite hot drink on the coffee machine. Hundreds of different scenarios raced through his head, trying to guess what had happened. Being your best friend, Hoseok had seen it all. You’d cried to him over the death of a fictional character, while he’d also been there by your side during the hardest moments of your life.

However, this time, something told Hoseok that you weren’t crying over something fictional.

He glanced to his right, where the doorway into the kitchen was wide open. Inside, was the owner of the shop, Hoseok’s boss. She was nearing elderly; soft, grey, wavy hair whispering down her shoulders and friendly crinkles adorning her skin. She was familiar with you too, as you made frequent trips to the coffee shop to see your friend. Hoseok’s manager had also seen you come in in a state, and with just a glance with kind eyes towards him, Hoseok understood that she was allowing him to take a break from work. She nodded ever so slightly, Hoseok copying her and smiling in thanks.

Hoseok clutched the mug in his hand as he weaved his way back round the counter and placed it in front of you on the wooden coffee table. You ruffled around in your pocket to find change, setting the coins next to the mug towards Hoseok.

“Don’t be silly,” Hoseok scoffed, sliding the coins back towards you, “it’s on me.”

You smiled sadly in an attempt to thank him.

He lowered himself on the sofa next to you, keeping his distance politely while also assuring you that he was there. You took a sip of the drink, releasing a sigh as you set it back down. Hoseok didn’t rush you, or watch you expectantly, allowing you to recognise that he’d wait patiently for you to take your time.

After a few moments, you told him.

“Sehun broke up with me,” you uttered, staring at the floor instead of Hoseok and sparing him from seeing your heartbroken stature.

Hoseok didn’t flinch, but inside he was full of shock. Sehun, your boyfriend of three years had broken up with you? He couldn’t quite believe it. While Hoseok and you knew each other like the back of your hand, your love for him hadn’t come close to Sehun. Sehun had been like a god in your eyes when you’d first met him. Tall, extremely attractive and mysterious. While your relationship had bloomed, you kept Hoseok at your side and he’d watched from the side-lines, supporting you no matter what you chose to do.

“Why?” he whispered, unable to help himself.

“He just wants to be single and can’t see us going anywhere,” you exhaled sharply, steadying your tears and not allowing another one to fall.

Hoseok hadn’t really seen what you saw in Sehun. You had always wished Hoseok and Sehun would become friends, allowing the three of you to get on well together, but Hoseok and Sehun’s personalities had clashed. It wasn’t that they didn’t like each other - although Hoseok often wondered if Sehun disliked how close you were to your male best friend - the two of them had just found that they preferred spending time with you separately. You’d soon given up trying to get them to click with one-another. Hoseok had still appreciated how Sehun had made you happy, which Hoseok found was the most important part of it all. Until now, that was.

Hoseok leaned back against the soft cushions. “What an ass.”

You nodded in agreement, clutching the mug close to you and taking another sip of it to avoid explaining more. Hoseok took this as an opportunity to comfort you.

“Y/N, anyone would be lucky to have you. He’s blind if he can’t see that, and he doesn’t realise the gem he’s let go.” Hoseok’s words were soft, and he brought a hand to your knee where he rubbed gently. You smiled weakly, trying to believe his words but being unable to feel less miserable.

“I feel like I did something wrong,” you began, “why would he just end it like that? Or did he find someone better?”

Hoseok leaned forward again and put his arm around your shoulders, shifting so his side was pressed against yours. Your eyebrows tipped upwards as you tried to stop yourself from crying again.

“No, no, no, shhh, don’t cry. Y/N, please don’t cry,” he hushed you, using his left hand to wipe away the fresh tears that ran down your cheeks. You sniffed and turned your body to the left, burying your face into his shoulder as he held you. He rested his chin in your hair as he patted you comfortingly.

You stayed like that for a while, even when you stopped crying. Hoseok managed to make you feel so safe, so comforted and protected. While you were a heartbroken mess, you didn’t miss the fact that you hadn’t appreciated Hoseok more than this moment. He always knew what to do, dropping literally anything to be at your side.

You pulled away, your red eyes flicking to the back of the room. You excused yourself to the bathroom where you tried to pull yourself together, glaring at yourself in the mirror. Hoseok only let you go when you assured him you weren’t going to do anything stupid, and that you’d be right back. He sighed and leaned back in the sofa, rubbing his eyes with his hands.

“Hoseok,” a hushed voice beckoned him over. He looked up, seeing his manager and standing up to the counter. “Take Y/N home; she looks exhausted. I’ll pay you for the extra hours,” she said.

“Are you sure?” Hoseok asked.

“Of course, don’t worry about it. Now go and heal her broken heart,” she nudged Hoseok and he flashed a smile.

“Thank you, Miss. Thank you so much.” She nodded as he bowed ever so slightly, turning to recruit your bag and jacket from the sofa before retrieving his own.

As you came back from the bathroom, you watched in confusion as Hoseok was shrugging his jacket on over his black shirt.

“Come on, let’s go home and watch some movies. We’ll pick up some snacks on the way, and you can stay the night.” Hoseok smiled at you.

“Really?” you raised your eyebrows, feeling warmth towards your friend.

“Really,” he confirmed, “let’s go.”

You smiled a goodbye to the owner of the shop, timidly waving while she watched with pitiful eyes.

Hoseok followed you towards the door, catching it and holding it open from behind you. His left hand rested against your waist as he accompanied you out the shop, smiling his beautiful smile as he did his best to make you feel better.

Hoseok’s manager smiled after you both, watching you leave. She was wiping down the counter while a customer stood waiting patiently.

“I feel for him, I really do. That boy is so in love.”

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pimpastro · 7 years

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TwinFlame Experience of a Lifetime

Yesterday last night, I had the most craziest experience. I wrote everything in my journal diary that I will post on here. This is very personal experience so be gentle with me. My twin flame is name Angel, him and I have been on rocky terms. He has been rude and mean to me lately and trying to run from me (yes he is the runner). A week ago I decided that I do not want to associate with him at all but I know I’ll see him again.

Before I learned anything about twin flames, I wrote in previous journal entry that we have a weird telepathy. We were so connected on a level that was so crazy. I talked about how the universe was trying to send a message before I knew that they were! A few days before I met him, I was seeing 11 everywhere. We met back November (weird huh) . Now that we are separated I have been seeing 11, 111, 1111, 22, 44 EVERYWHERE. Any fucking where dude. It’s crazy.

I had suspicion he (its 1:11 right now omg) was my twin flame but I was having second doubts cause everything that has happened to us.

Anywho, here is my journal entry. Whether you believe this or not, it’s up to you. But I frankly don’t care because I know what I felt.

-July 15 2017- 5:43 AM

I have been up all night since 12am and I found it strange how I couldn’t go back to sleep. Then I remembered suddenly when Angel said he had a dream about me and the same thing happened, I got up at like 12 and I haven’t been able to sleep since. So around 2 or 3, I have been looking up and researching more about this twin flame phenomenon and asking questions pertaining to my situation. Such as, “Why is he being an asshole to me” and “Runner male point of view” and so on and so forth.

I then found this one website that gave a lot of information about twin flames such as the stages, symptoms, numerology, twin flame astrology and twin flame life path. I did all of it but the twin flame life path was the path that took this whole night into a crazy turn.

Right before I calculated my life path, I found out something else (I can’t recall right now I’m in horrible hysterics right now) which cause the first bar of our connection. Now THIS was when I FIRST starting feeling the feeling in my chest. The way it felt, the source was in the middle of my chest and it was consistently spreading out.

But anyways, whatever I found out, it caused the first bar of our connection and it made me close my eyes to see if I could connect to him (the past few days I have been trying to meditate to reach him but it hasn’t been working so I kinda gave up on it).

I all of a sudden started feeling some of his presence and it caused me to say “Angel!” out loud (mind you it’s 5am). And that was the moment I first started to cry and I kept saying out loud “I miss you so much. Oh my god, I miss you so god damn much” and I just can’t put into words the pain I felt at that moment. It was like I felt all of his pain and all of mine and it was so overbearing. I knew I was feeling his too. And I couldn’t help but think, no wonder why he was scared. The feelings he felt for me..and then me feeling all of his pain was just toooo much. I’ve also been the first girl he has been with in a while because he couldn’t find that connection but he wasn’t expecting the connection to be this deep. Our connection is so strong and crazy it’s driving him away cause he has no idea what’s happening. No wonder he tries to block it out and acts like everything is okay and his life is all good and well (a runner trait too btw). After about 6 minutes of cry, I took a lot of deep breaths and tried to keep my composure and tried to calculate my life path number. I added mine and then I added his and it added up to, guess what, 11 (Mine was 4 his was 7). That’s when I dropped my phone in shock, that’s when the feeling in my chest started, and that’s when I just broke down crying. I’m talking about sobbing to the point I can’t help but make loud noises. I knew I wasn’t crazy and seeing that just basically told me everything I suspected was true.

And then..I begin to feel him.

It was like..he was touching my cheek…I swear to everything, on my dead great grandmother, he was caressing my cheek. He was dreaming about it and then I started to feel it because, in that moment, when I found out our Joined Life Path Numbers where 11, that’s when I started to actually believe. And I mean having ACTUAL belief, not just second guessing. My cheek was warmer than the rest of my body, I felt his hand move up and down and I can see his hand in my mind. First it was hand and then it was his knuckles This made me clench my chest because it was so fucking overwhelming, I literally couldn’t take it. I was literally moving so much on my couch pallet (I’m in Arkansas with my dad for the summer and we sleep on the couch) and I couldn’t stay in one place. It was too much for me and everything was moving by so fast, I didn’t know what to make of any of it but the man that I’m so deeply in love with is communicating with me.

And I begin trying to look at what our Joined number was and what it meant, when I just had this sudden urge to close my eyes and think of him.

And then, I said my name in his head.

“Angel..” And then the feeling in my chest starting going crazy and I mean ape shit. and I didn’t know what was happening but I started to get WAAAAYYY more emotional cause I knew I had connected to him. It was like the bars went up two times. That’s when I exclaimed, “Angel..oh my god I miss you so much” “..Amani..?” “Yes baby it’s me.” “Amani…! I miss you too..so much..you look so beautiful in braids by the way” (he use always talking about seeing me in braids and I haven’t had them in so long so when we separated/stopped talking, I got them. So him saying that shows he has been looking and updating on me) And then I felt myself physically smile “Thank you. Angel, why are you running from me? And being distant and mean? Why are acting like you don’t care…you are hurting me so bad..” “My insecurities… I’m so scared ” “Why are you scared?” “..I have no idea. I don’t have a locked reason as to why I am being this way to you. I never felt this way and I don’t know what to do…I’m so sorry.” “It’s okay, Angel. Just know I love you so much” “I love you.” And then my lips starting tingling and I forced my eyes open.

When he was talking, it was a side that he didn’t show me and everyone else anymore…he has been having such a rough patch and it changed his whole attitude and who he is…it was the real him talking to me. It was the him that he was usually to his friends and family. And I never been with the real him in a relationship (we got together during the rough patch in his life) but I felt the real him and how he ACTUALLY acts in a relationship. Not the bullshit one he was giving me when we were together. Where he is so incredibly sweet and wants to always show you off and be with you.

And then it ended. When I heard him, my ears would go up and down (physically) and like I started breathing heavy and freaking out cause I have never experienced anything like this before. The shock I felt almost made me open my eyes because I was so scared, but I didn’t because I knew I would lose that connection. When he talked, it wasn’t like I heard his voice in my head. It was like, I heard the words but you couldn’t hear him say it but you can feel his aura with it. It was like his presence was talking, you can feel his presence all over me. That’s what broke me down the most, I missed his presence so much and having it come to me, all of sudden, gave me so much shock and I don’t even know where to begin.

It’s weird his life path number is 7 and that’s my lucky number, and he asked me out April 17, 2017 at 11:27 pm. And this specific paragraph is at 739 words. And I really believe this life path number because this shit is sooo accurate in every aspect. And the descriptions for us individually was crazy weird and accurate. Spot on.

I’m now reading something stating that, “Twin flames are connected even at a distance. Telepathy and empathy are commonly intense between the twin flames. Each twin may pick up on the others thoughts they may find themselves often calling, texting, or emailing around the same time, and also finishing each others sentences. Synchronicities and unusual parallels often occur within the lives and daily events of each of the twin flames. Manifestations are natural with twins and happens often.”

I swear I had the worst urge to text him after all this happened but I decided against it.

It’s 6:13 AM and everything feels so surreal. Like I didn’t just sob my heart out and connected with my twin flame on the couch. Like it was all just a some type of really vivid dream. This is crazy, my head is going in literal circles. He probably thinks that everything that happened was in his dream but he knows something’s weird about this dream because it felt more vivid then any dream he had before. Well, newsflash babe, it wasn’t a dream. It was real and I connected to you through your dream. I’m almost positive. He was dreaming about me and I so happen to come in when he was caressing my cheek.

So when I first felt him touching my cheek, my eyes were open, but then I closed my eyes and I saw/felt myself, my head on his lap and we are watching a movie in his fucking living room. Mind you I never seen his fucking living room but I could see everything in detail like I been there a million times before.

The movie we were watching was interstellar lmao (it’s a inside joke). I’m trying to go to sleep, so I face his like torso and he is sitting upright. And then he puts his hand on my cheek, and I see his birthmark on his finger. Very vividly. And then that’s when the real me started actually talking to him but I mentally didn’t get to see me talk to him in that dream, I have no idea why. As soon as I started speaking to him, there I started seeing was baby blue….that’s the color he reminds me of and I have said said it mentally multiple times that’s his color for me… And then I remember I still had my eyes closed and at the end of the conversation, right before he left, I felt lingering finger touches on my cheek.

This shit is fucking real. I don’t care who the fucks say it isn’t. This is on a level so personal, I don’t even know if I can tell Edward (a friend) this. No one will believe me if I say this they are going to think I’m crazy or I made this up in my head. And I can see where you are drawing that conclusion from but let me tell you, I know what the fuck I felt, saw and heard.

The only reason he is pushin me away is because he doesn’t want to believe we are suppose to be something. He wants it to be like one of his flings, but me and him are nothing close to that. I get it now. He saw that me and him were going to be very serious when we got together. He ran, got scared because he has sides of him he is really afraid to tell me. This is part of the reason that after the break up, he try to not make conversation as many times as he told me he was he trying too. It was because he sub consciously trying to let go of me already because he knew I was very different from his flings. But he didn’t want to believe it because us being together means him putting his trust and faith into someone. And he is scared that he is going to do that and get hurt.

This is why he has been more involved with alcohol and drugs lately is to take his mind..off of me..that his only way f coping… this all makes sense to me now..why he drunk dialed me and why every time we contact since May, he has been on something whether it be Acid, weed or alcohol. and my way of dealing of my pain with him was trying to find guys to talk too and distract myself with, imagining a guy doing all the things I wish he was doing.

I’m honestly dumbfounded. I’m surprised I’m in shock I’m so many things right now. The hysterics I feel is crazy.

I’m so in love with him. This is all true, every single part of it. There isn’t a doubt in my mind anymore. I might second guess again but I only second guessed cause everytime I tried to make a connection it didn’t work. But I had to really believe and at that moment when out our Joined Life Path Numbers, I never believe anything so hard in my life.

Wow.

We are suppose to come in out of or lives. We are suppose to change each other every time we come into our lives. We weren’t ready when we first went out at all, but we knew that him and I are incredibly different.

10:36 AM

God, I’m thinking of angel and it seems like my imagination..like it now seems like he is person I have made up from my imagination (like I use to do,,,I’m a Venus Pisces lol) because what happened last night was so surreal. Holy shit last night felt like a fucking dream. That was crazy as hell. Oh my god, I don’t know what to make of this, I really don’t. My eyes are all swollen from crying and I was just staring in the mirror and it was like I felt him standing right next to me. His presence. That was last night. Just a few minutes ago I was looking in the mirror and the image of him touching my cheek kept happening. Then I almost started crying.

I know this is real cause I only cry when something is actually happening lol. But also, when the spiritual level is so high, I can’t control it. It overbears and all those feelings I felt ; Love, hurt, infatuation, pain, etc like,,, I’m so fucking sensitive so everything just got heightened.

Speaking of heightened, I feel as if everything has heightened. Like I don’t know how to explain, but everything mentally and spiritually has heightened and it’s kinda crazy. It’s making me go crazy.

But as I said as I was crying last night, I am not crazy.

I think the universe did this on purpose. I think they made him had that dream and made me stay up cause the minute before I wanted to go to sleep, I couldn’t keep my eyes close and I was hot even though I had two COLD ass fans on me (yeah something’s up,,I can only sleep with fans on me) and I couldn’t get comfortable. It was like something was itching for me to pick up my phone, do all that research which led to this whole experience. And then as soon as everything was over it was like they were literally forcing my eyes to sleep and mind you, I still wanted to research. I was on my phone, still trying to look this up and It was literally like someone was pushing my eyes down and it was like they were saying, “You realized what you need to…you deserve this rest..”

Oh my god what’s wrong with me all of a sudden? Everytime I stare into the mirror I want to cry? Like I want to break down crying??

I did read a website saying that once you and your twin starts awakening, staring at yourself or eachother would affect cause you are looking at a reflection of your soul. Maybe that’s why everytime I look in the mirror I’m about to bust out crying. Maybe because I feel much more empty without him standing next to me now. Also maybe because I feel him everywhere now. Oh my god it’s like he is walking behind me. I can feel him everywhere holy shit what the fck is happening. I still have that feeling in my chest.

I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to do.

Is it because he is realizing and I’m feeling his energy? Cause that’s another part about twin flames, you can feel eachother energy and when it’s strong, you can have dreams or and they can affect your day.

Oh my god. That’s probably why he had that dream of me screaming at him. When you are getting screamed at in a dream, it means that the person is angry and that they feel irritated and they don’t feel as if you are listening to them and hearing their emotions. My self conscious was so mad and upset at him (because he was being such an asshole and rude and!!) and my energy was so strong, it manifested that dream in his head cause he can FEEL my energy on a daily.

And as for me? His energy? I felt that he didn’t want to care for me anymore. I literally felt that he was trying to push me away and not think about me anymore. But I also felt that he still loved me but he thought it was impossible to love me this hard. He was pushing me away for multiple reason I have stated but the point is, I felt all that.

Amani, please don’t second guess yourself about this experience. You wouldn’t have felt those emotions if it didn’t happen. You would have cried so hard if it didn’t happened. You wouldn’t be typing what happened in your VERY personal journal if this didnt happened. If this was fake you’d know it. But you know it’s not. You know for a fucking fact.

The energy I feel when his presence is w/ me, it’s his real energy. He has been so down in the dumps and I think its cause his insecurities but also he feels like he won’t be anything in his life. I think it’s really hitting him and that shit is really killing. Also a number of reasons. He told me this was his worst year yet and I’m like we all have that year.

But the energy I feel, like I said, is his real and clean energy. The energy I felt when I first ever met him. It was so much love and passion and like I’m in a fucking movie.

Breathe in Breathe out It’s going to be okay mani.

-End of journal entry-

He is still very undeveloped but I think this experience is staring to develop him like it is me. When we broke up it, pushed me to exercise (I struggled with the feeling of feeling fat my whole life so this is a big deal cause I never had motivation) and it started transforming me in multiple ways. Mind you, I have squares and opposition that makes it so fucking difficult for me to change or make change in my life. I think I'm transforming him, doing the same to him, but I have no idea if it’s in a good way. I read a post by Ellie-mae astrology saying that your twin flame will transform you everytime they come in and leave out your life, for better or for worse.

He is a Cancer Sun, Venus, Mars, Mercury, Aries Moon, Gemini Midheaven, Virgo Rising.

I’m a Capricorn Sun, Scorpio Moon&Mars, Aquarius Mercury, Pisces Midheaven, Gemini rising.

He is a Cancer Dom and I am a Scorpio Dom.

Thank you guys for listening to me. I appreciate it 48393483%.

Even though this has happened, I won't go back to him until he comes back. I have stopped chasing him about a week ago. It hurts but, what can I do. I'm trying to become the best version of myself for me, everyone and him. I'm just going to not make contact with him until he does, as I stated. I'll be okay. Not really but 🤷🏾‍♀️.

Remember, every twin flames path and experience are extremely different. They are meant to be crazy unique. If you have a twin flame, don’t look for my experience. Your own will come to you.

Have an amazing day.

-Amani xo

#twinflames #astrology #Cancer #Scorpio #love #experience #crazy #shit #I swear #I don't know what to make out of any of this #god take the fucking wheel #I'm so in love #help lmao

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somuchkdrama · 7 years

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Bride of the Water God Ep1 Pt3

We’re back with the third and last part of our review of episode 1!

That One Scene - Part Two

dramajib: So my main big thing - that wild boar scene

rocknghorss: lol I was wondering what you were going to make of it.

triangularlily: Yeah I was curious too

dramajib: I kinda skimmed through you guys talking about it, and I had no idea what to expect, but I laughed hysterically when it happened. Like I'm pretty sure I was laughing for all the wrong reasons. What the hell was that?! I legitimately feel like the second hand clasp (where he adjusts to take the lead and it becomes more "intimate") is probably WAY more uncomfortable for running away together. Also that pig was so cute. And non threatening, apart from being massive.

triangularlily: It also just occurred to me they must have put so much effort into doing the cgi of that… Like that of all things

rocknghorss: Right?!

dramajib: Also also, I've never actually tried to get in the boot of a car (do you call it a boot or a trunk? I get confused with British and American English because we use both here) but I'm very certain my car would NOT fit two people that comfortably, let alone leave room for snuggling.

rocknghorss: Maybe in like an SUV that would've been possible, but in her little four-door Hyundai no way. Especially considering how massive JooHyuk is!

triangularlily: Yeah that whole scene was so strange

dramajib: I don't know, maybe it's like the odd-end of korean humour that I never seem to get. Like the gag concert stuff

rocknghorss: I call it a trunk btw, but wouldn't be confused if you called it a boot.

triangularlily: Same

Vanuatu and Fruit

dramajib: Is Vanuatu Tourism a sponsor or something? Because that seems oddly specific. Also do dragonfruit actually grow in Vanuatu, or was that just like token exotic tropical fruit? Am I just ruined to fruit-fantasies because I live on the equator?

rocknghorss: LOL probably you are ruined for them. But yeah the Vanuatu thing was very, very strange. It actually kinda reminded me of Healer and his obsession of going to that whatever island it was

dramajib: Oh God I forgot about that. Did they actually name the island??

rocknghorss: I don't think they ever did!

Representations of Mental Illness

dramajib: I foresee some poor representations of mental illness. Like when she repeatedly mentions how he looks perfectly normal on the outside but is clearly suffering from delusions. I want to believe that it's their way of saying "oh you never know who's suffering, it could happen to anyone" but I have doubts

rocknghorss: Yep. Also, the whole "are you really hungry thing?" kind of pissed me off. I was like really, we're going to do fat jokes, really?

dramajib: omg I didn't even realize it was a fat joke. I thought maybe his fly was open and they didn't do a good job with the camera work or something

triangularlily: I didn't realize either but I was confused with that whole scene

Speculation on who racked up those loans of hers

dramajib: Obviously some family sob story there, she brings up family like fifty times while talking to suspected patients.

rocknghorss: I’ve perhaps missed something, but where is her family?

dramajib: I'm thinking dead? Or abandoned her and left the country. Or in JAIL for DEBT. because of stupid Korean laws which is why she hates Korea!

rocknghorss: Lol

triangularlily: I feel like that's a new thing I haven't seen in a lead before.

rocknghorss: Ooh. Hating Korea you mean?

triangularlily: Yeah saying it so explicitly “I hate Korea”

dramajib: Yeah I don't think I've ever seen it expressed unless it's like a... war scene or something, by the opposite forces. Like even in Healer, since Marie mentioned it, he doesn't want to leave Korea, he just wants to leave everything behind, which just so happens to be in Korea.

rocknghorss: Yeah, perhaps it's only because of the genre of show that we're watching. Like in Secret Forest (because I'm obsessed with that show right now) it's pretty blatant that nobody likes Korea but that's to be expected in that kind of show. Versus this kind of show where it's supposedly a fantasy romcom so you don't expect to hear people giving opinions on the state of the country. But who knows.

dramajib: Definitely something I'm gonna be keeping an eye out for, I don't think it's the sort of thing they'd just throw in there for the heck of it. Also you're doing a really good job of making me want to binge watch Secret Forest lol

rocknghorss: I'm trying real hard!! Also, going back to her nurse. I actually really liked that he was super whiny. I mean it was irritating, but at least it was new and different

A Brief Digression

dramajib: True I guess. Speaking of supporting cast - was the portrait guy in heaven that musician? The one who's married to the singer who does ridiculous jazz? pause while I google this…. Jo Jung Chi, and yes, yes it was him

triangularlily: Wait in real life or the drama? I don't remember a singer.

dramajib: So like you know when we first see him in heaven, and he's getting his picture drawn? The guy doing the drawing is Jo Jung Chi, a musician. He's married to Jung In who sings really well. it's a weird cameo, because I'm pretty sure he's not an actor. Like at all.

triangularlily: Ahhh I see

rocknghorss: Ohh lol. Maybe he's friends with some of the cast

That Buried Ring

dramajib: Why did she bury that ring? Why not just sell it at the time

triangularlily: Maybe she was better off before?? I mean her house looks nice but idk if that's just the typical kdrama "I'm super poor" but don't look like it

dramajib: I think her family was probably rich as hell and then she's started getting poor while trying to sort it all out by herself? There's some backstory with the nurse too, when she tells him at the bar that she doesn't want to talk about it. That probably plays into it somehow.

Overall Thoughts

dramajib: I'm confused, to be honest. Sometimes I thought the writing was really good. Like in her first scene with a patient, where they kinda twist it so we think for a moment that she actually understands alien speak, or that she can hear and interpret messages from other beings, because she's the god-servant-person-thing. but then they turn it around and it's just grammar and made up languages. I thought that was kinda smart, and a level of detail I don't usually expect to see from this sort of a romcom show. But then they do this whole pig-hand-holding-thing and I just... what?!

triangularlily: Yeah I think that's why I was so meh about it

dramajib: I'm not captivated by the show, but I'm not dying to drop it either. There are so many little questions to be answered. and also it's just SO PRETTY. That final scene by the road, where every time the light is on her and it's all colourful, but when it's on him it's dark... I bet we'll see so many photosets on tumblr

rocknghorss: Exactly. Also, because it was actually fairly OK, that makes it fun when talking about it with you guys.

dramajib: Yeah! I'm so glad we decided to do this, because I don't think I would keep on with it if I were watching alone. I can't imagine NOT having someone to thrash out that pig scene with. That would be tragic.

triangularlily: Lol and I mean the writer and pd do have a good reputation so I'm optimistic

dramajib: I loved arang and the magistrate.

Next up: Bride of the Water God Episode 2 Part 1

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