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For the Fanfiction trope~ 15. Criminal AU and 100. Accidentally Saving the Day, with best Space Boi 707! I hope you have fun with this ^^ Thank you

And thank YOU for the ask, lovely!

Saeyoung: Criminal AU+ Accidentally Saving the Day

Oh, this has got to be in space!

Ok, so.

Thousands of years in the future, Earth is overpopulated, the land is barren, water is scarce. The planet needs many, many millennia until it heals. Naturally, whatever’s left of the human race wants out. But since it’s super expensive to leave Earth and start a new life on another planet, some opportunistic people have started a new business: smuggling people.

Here comes MC.

When you see her with her disheveled hair and dirty clothes and potty mouth, you would never guess she’s the best pilot in the whole galaxy. Not just that.

She smuggles people for free.

And people love her.

But of course, this is an unregulated business and even though she’s doing good, she’s not above the law.

And here comes Saeyoung.

The space police officer that has been trying to catch MC for years, failing again and again.

Or that’s what she thinks.

The truth is… He doesn’t want to catch her, but she can’t let another person be assigned to her case. So he goes out of his way to show just how much he hates her and wants to see her behind bars, when in fact, he’s trying to protect her.

Until one day some people that she managed to get to another planet decide it’s time to pay her back by catching that damn police dude that’s been giving her trouble for years. There’s a space chase, blasters, jokes, some of which are inappropriate and… then MC saves Saeyoung by blasting the guns off the spaceship that’s after him.

Thus saving the day.

And making him realize he’s fallen in love with a criminal.

[Cue: Britney’s “Criminal”]

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[MM AU] An Unforgettable Date [Yoosung Kim x MC]

Type: Mystic Messenger AU (Brown hair Yoosung x Blonde MC)

Genre: Fluff

Words: 2029(?)

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It was during one early afternoon on a summer’s Saturday, the place filled with vibrant colours and cicadas spinning their tunes. It was indeed a pleasant day, especially since the blonde maiden with perfectly blue set of eyes awaited the arrival of her significant other. There was a hum in her lips and glimmer in her eyes, taking in the wonderful sight of  nature surrounding her. Yes, it was still summer, but the air has started to gradually shift temperature, usually warm during noon, but cool air starts sailing once afternoon sets to twilight. The summer sun was proud and bright, yet its beam not overwhelming against her skin. In fact, she had to wear layered clothing knowing what’s in-stored for her and the one she longs with anticipation. “MC!” A familiar voice addresses her name, leading her attention to to the owner of the voice. And there he was, her charming fellow clad in his uniform with a trench coat to match, scurrying his way down to her, beaming his signature sunbeam smile. Oh boy, how her heart raced! “Hey, Yoosung-oppa​!” Greeting back with a wave of hand and with a joyous smile of her own, it caused his eyes to gleam with delight even more, and seeing so made angels sing a song of bliss in her heart. ‘Damn, he’s charming!’ “I’m very sorry for being late!” He apologetically bowed as he stood before her, hands clasped like in prayer. Looking at him doing so elicited a soft giggle from the blonde girl. Pulling his head back as he finally managed to look at her face to face, a trail of pink crawls upon his cheeks, a bashful smile on his face as he rustled the back of his head. “I’m truly sorry for being late. I didn’t expect the lecture and case file retrieval ending to be that long.” His voice was apologetic, his eyes riddled with concern. But she simply giggled once again, adoring this man’s honestly through and through. “That’s okay, silly!” She flashed a grin before she stood on tip toes and stole a kiss on his cheek in a flash. “Well that should be enough apologies, don’t you think?” The blonde gal snickered in mischief while her startled fellow has his face burned to red. And this was one of the things she loved about him, Yoosung Kim, one so pure and honest that everything shows on his face. “Th-that was a sneak attack, MC! How could ypu?!” He feigned protest, but his heart pounded like loud thunder in his ears. “How could I not? Hehe.” Her cheeky smile was so amusing to him and he didn’t dislike how coy his sweetheart can be. His lips lifted into a loving smile before he shyly reaches for her hand, longing to clasp it with his. His sweet action momentarily startled the lady, but his bashful smile also caused her to mimic such expression. For a moment, they both simply stood there, hand and hand as they smiled at one another.

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Still hand in hand, they took a long path down the park savouring the time they were spending, loving each other’s presence, having casual exchange of how their days​ or weeks​ were spent, or how they reminisce of the times they could never forget. Things they can both open up about and share thoughts and opinions on. “Aren’t you cold?” The message in his soft voice was almost inaudible as he asked his lady. She looked up to him, wonder in her eyes, seemingly unaware of what he had just said. His cheeks burned when he realised his question didn’t reach her, thus he curtly cleared his throat before another attempt. “M-MC…a-are you c-cold?” This time, he made it so that she could hear, but that didn’t prevent him from stumbling on words. 'Oh, I’m okay, oppa.“ She slightly shook her head, a blossoming smile on her face. He couldn’t deny his momentary disappointment, but as soon as she rested her head on his arm, his heart leapt in glee like never before. "Yoosung-oppa, which movie are we going to watch this time?” Her curious gaze met his vibrant purple irises before he paused in his step and drew out his handset from his coat pocket, browsing its contents up to find his notes. “It’s a romantic-comedy movie where a lady noble dresses up like a commoner in search for her long lost father.” He began to narrate the summary of the movie he jotted down beforehand, hoping it would impress and pique his sweetheart’s interest. “But then she encounters this arrogant con-artist who pretended to be someone rich and powerful and deliberately lied to her about knowing her father and where to find him.” “Whoa! That sounds interesting! I can’t wait to see it!” 'Yes! She likes it! Commence mission: Cinema date!’ He rejoiced in his head.

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After an hour of walking their way down to their movie house date, hands still linked with one another, a theatre attendant led their way with a torch at hand, ushering the lovers into their designated seats. It was the top bunk and the screen was perfectly in view. Not too far, not too close. Simply right.

Lights were killed as the movie across the screen began to roll its clip. Of course, they never forgot to grab some popcorn and chips, even paired them with refreshing soda. They sat next to each other, raising the middle arm rest that separated them as the blonde maiden loved to lean on his shoulder, and he himself adored that fact about her. They often feed each other while sometimes they start to throw some popcorn at each other playfully. It was a good thing not much viewers were currently present or else they could have been constantly reprimanded.

As the  watched the scenes, some laughs could be heard while sometimes they were sigh of admiration. The movie itself was a delight for hopeless romantics, but this endearing couple were already head over heels for each other. Nothing in comparison to the movie they have just seen.

Once the film viewing was over, the sun was already ready to take its well deserved rest across the horizon. Thus the cool breeze picked up and blew its presence against the two, and this time, he was finally given the opportunity to drape his coat over his lady. Her gaze found his as her face lit up with delight, happily basking in the warmth he left within his coat that was now shielding her from the cool wind. Watching her like this warmed his heart, realising how wonderful a feeling their love was.

Once again, their hands found each other as they began to stroll down the opposite direction they once took before, making their way to the nearest coffee shop to enjoy more of their date. Their second actual date. The moment they arrived at the very same cafe where they first met, they took a seat at the very same table they had from their first date. The whole place was significant for them, for if not for that fateful meeting in this very coffee shop, their paths would never have crossed and they never would have met. It was literally a play of fate and destiny that they met and became what they are right now. “MC, do you remember how we met here last year?” The brown haired lad started after their orders were taken. “Hehe, yes. And you were just a novice detective too.” The blonde girl responded with a chuckle to her tone. “Things got into a mess that day and you were practically sheet white when the robber aimed his knife at you.” “Haha…. Is that really all you can remember? Me being pathetic in the face of crisis​?” He muttered with a pout, obviously resentful of his past self, and this made you laugh, much to his chagrin. “Of course not, silly!” You grinned and slightly pinched the tip of his nose, talking on. “I also remember how your quick thinking and nimble reflex saved me from being the robber’s victim as he thought I was some idiot foreigner who owned Buckingham palace.” “Hahaha, come on! Quit exaggerating, MC. I’m serious!” This time, a hearty laugh left him and this was music to her ears. "But seriously, Yoosung-oppa. Your quick thinking saved me when you took a nearby food tray and swatting him hard on his weaponed hand that was directed at me. He was so flustered about his fallen weapon that that allowed you the chance to pin him down and  threatened him with a fork.” “Gaah.. Man, my former self is so ridiculous…. I feel so embarrassed!” He finally submitted to his disdain, burying his head under his arms as his face rested on the table surface. “MC… I’m so sorry I wasn’t able to do things better back then. I feel so sorry for being such an inexperienced rookie!” His muffled cries made you smile because you knew he was completely wrong on how he viewed his past self. “Are you kidding? You were so heroic that everything played in slow motion before my eyes. I was captivated with your bravery and quick wits! You were and will always be my hero, Yoosung Kim!” She declared with a proud voice, enough to gain others’ attention and went on. “Listen up folks,” She started her statement, and the brown haired fellow finally lifted his face, wide eyes gazing at his girl who was now standing up and calling everyone's​ attention. His face burned red as he frantically gazed around and finding several eyes looking over them. “MC, stop! This is embarrassing-”

“This guy right here, the dashing fellow with shiny brown hair, yes him.” The girl beckoned to him which made him flustered even more. But she went on anyway. “This man saved me from a robber last year which occurred in this very place. If it weren’t for him, I could have been seriously injured, or seriously broke.” Laughter momentarily resonated within the cafe walls, furthering the fluster in the boy’s already frantic state. “MC, please! That’s enough–” “But he thinks his heroic action back then was a silly chapter of himself trying to be a hero! Would you agree on his self assessment?” A small chatter then erupted. Some disagreeing, some nonchalant, while some chose to return to their coffee break. “Aahh! When is she going to stop?!” He quietly mumbled to himself as he almost wanted to hide underneath the table. Frankly there was only one option, but the question was: was he brave enough to do it? “So, my good people, let’s tell this man that he is indeed one great hero and deserve to view himself better and be shown appreciation.” 'Haaah….guess I have no choice….’ Finally firming his resolve, he sprang up from his seat, causing some attention to turn to him, and seeing him standing tall made her want to speak more. “Ladies and gents-” He took a hold on her wrist right there. “-let me introduce to you my hero–” …it was now or never…. “Mr. Yoosung Ki——mmmng?!” Gasps echoed within the room as they witnessed  a scene so rare and only often seen on TV dramas. The brown haired​ guy swiftly pulling his girl for a kiss! Cheers could be heard and applause rolled around the place, but all her attention was drawn to her guy’s brazen action, and their very first kiss. Her heart raced like mad thunderstorms and her mind could only register his lips covering hers. Her eyes were wide in sheer surprise, and even when the lad quietly pulled away and ended their kiss, her eyes remained round in disbelief and her mouth slightly parted, astounded. “Finally, you stopped.” The boy grinned triumphantly despite his entire face painted red. His own heart raced like wild horses, his inner self both proud and embarrassed of what he has done. But hey, it was definitely a date and a kiss they will always remember. And hopefully more memorable events to look forward to as they come along.

#mystic messenger #yoosung x mc #mysme yoosung #mysme mc #brown haired yoosung kim #blonde haired mc #yoosung kim #mysme au #mysme fanfic #mysme au fanfic

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[MM] v 1.9.3 Update

Hello, this is Cheritz team.

Install this update for the MM’s 2nd anniversary, and get a tiny gift for you.

The following are the list of things that have been fixed and updated in the new version for Android and iOS.

Front Screen illustrations image update

Fixed Major issues, including image errors

Minor bug fixed, including notifications errors

[Scheduled date for updated Version 1.9.3] 

Android: Update scheduled for 9th July.

iOS: Update scheduled for 9th July. (depending on Apple evaluation period.)

Thank you.

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Brown hair Yopsung is cute too lol

As per requested by Nezzy/ @ofminimalvalues

It seems she likes brownie Yposungie!

Created with Gacha Studio

#OMG THIS IS SO ADORABLE #I love it! #yoosung kim x mc

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could i request yoosung + #49 from the song inspired prompts? thank you!!

Oh, I haven’t written anything for Yoosung in a while. I hope you like this! ^^

Yoosung + “You are my only one”

“Can you believe this?!” Yoosung pouts. “He’s obviously flirting with her, what’s his problem?”

“Hey, man,” Zen sighs as he opens his battle of water, “chill a bit, will you? They’re just talking.”

Without taking his eyes off his girlfriend, Yoosung groans.

“Ohhhh, “ Saeyoung teases, making Zen quirk his eybrows. “Could it be-”

“Don’t, “ the actor tries to interrupt him, but to no avail.

“Is our cutie Yoosung jealous?!”

Saeyoung makes sure his voice is loud enough for you to hear him from across the street. At the sound of your boyfriend’s name, you turn around, cheeks flushed hot with blood as you return the hacker’s enthusiastic wave with a shy one of your own.

“Saeyoung!” Yoosung hisses at his friend, red climbing up his neck and onto his face as he tries to calm his breathing. “How could you say that?! They heard you!”

The light turns green, but neither of the three men notices, all of them too preoccupied with Saeyoung’s shenanigans.

“It was just a guess, Mr. Shooting Star, ” Saeyoung snickers as he drapes an arm around Yoosung’s shoulders, “but don’t tell me! Is it- Is it true?”

The hacker’s mock gasp is met with disapproval and rolling eyes.

“Dude, “ Zen pauses to take a sip of water, “leave Yoosung alone. After all, he’s the only one in the RFA who managed to get a girlfriend.”

“Yeah!” Yoosung adds, his voice coming out a bit more high-pitched than he would want. “You think that’s easy? Look at her! She’s so beautiful that random men are falling for-”

“Hey, guys!”

Yoosung gulps audibly when he recognizes your soft voice. If his face weren’t red enough before, it now radiates warmth that can only be compared to that of the Sun.

“MC!” Saeyoung is quick to answer, afraid he might miss an opportunity to tease his friend. “We were just talking about you!”

“Oh, man, just let them be.”

Zen grabs Saeyoung by the arm and drags him towards the ice cream stand nearby. If there’s anything that can make the hacker calm down, it’s a cone of ice cream with some extra chocolate on top.

With a small, apologetic smile spread across your lips, you wave your friends goodbye. For now, anyway. The summer heat is too unbearable to miss a chance at having some cold ice cream to refresh yourself.

“Um, MC, “ Yoosung begins hesitantly, “did you perhaps hear what we talked about?”

You turn around to look at your boyfriend, his soft violet eyes gleaming with worry and self-doubt under the bright sun’s touch.

“I did, ” your voice is quiet as you lean towards him, “and I have just one thing to say. ”

Before he has a chance to react, your lips are on his, warm and soft as they steal a kiss.

“You are my only one, “ you chuckle as you take in the sight of his surprised face. “And besides, that was my cousin.”

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“So you knew that was her cousin?”

“Yep. Hacker God Seven knows everything!” Saeyoung licks his lips as he tears the ice cream’s wrapping.

“Dude, why didn’t you say something then? Yoosung was freaking out!”

“See, that’s not what a true friend would do, “ Saeyoung states matter-of-factly. “A true friend would help him come clean about feelings he’s too afraid to admit he has.”

“Wow, “ Zen sighs in defeat, “you have a weird way of showing you care.”

Masterlist 📜|| Prompt List 📝 || Ko-fi ☕

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This is based on @sae-bae-ran​ ’s MysMes Space Adventure Criminal AU

I love it so much that I ended up doing this lol (since i can’t draw atm xD)

Created with Gacha Studio App lol

#there's even another one? #it's actually really good

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Man I really love your writing so much you're absolutely amazing. I've been following you for a while now and I must say every time you post your talent goes way beyond my expectations. I must really say you're one of the best writers I've ever seen. Especially your 4th wall breaks never fail to make me cry. Kudos to you. I bow before your talent. And to top it off you're super kind! I'm amazed. Applause!!! 🖤

Ahhh, omg, this is so sweet of you to say, nonny! I’m honestly feeling so happy right now thanks to your ask!

I really love writing “breaking the 4th wall” scenarios and I’m so happy people like them! There’s something so appealing about the idea of the characters doing the impossible just to let you know that “hey, we’re real, we love you, and we’re here for you”. I feel like I could write such scenarios all day, every day, haha! ~

Have an awesome day, nonny! And thank you so much for making me smile!

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This is how my imagination ran wild about @fuwafuwagem ’s space criminal au ask and @sae-bae-ran ’s fic °∆°

It’s not legit but lol ^∆^

Created with Gacha Studio App <3

Meow!

#this is cute #is this some kind of comic?

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HOW DO YOU KNOW ME SO WELL?!

Omg I really hope my request gets in before your asks fill up again! I love your work so much; I was wondering if you could do a little 4th wall thing maybe with Yoosung, Zen, Seven (if you have time pretty please Saeran?) where the reader feels super insecure because it feels as though the guys love the default brown hair, gold eyed MC avatar in all the CGs and the guys break the 4th wall to reassure them? Does that make sense? Cuz MC is so girly and dainty looking, it's a bit disheartening~

Thank you!

Masterlist 📜 || Ko-fi ☕

Zen, Yoosung, Saeyoung and Saeran breaking the 4th wall to reassure MC they love her

“Wow, you’re so cute!”

“Such a beautiful lady!”

“So pretty~”

“Are you an actual angel?”

You sigh.

As much as you want to revel in the pleasant warmth in your chest that comes with his compliments, you know you shouldn’t let yourself get too wrapped up in your false reality.

After all, his words aren’t meant for you.

It’s not you he finds beautiful. It’s not you he wants to spend time with. It’s not you who has him gushing over a simple photo.

It’s not you he’s in love with.

23:47.

Nighttime has always been the time when your inner demons come out to play. In the form of insecurities and self-doubt, they swirl around in your head until they make your body feel numb with emotions you don’t want to face.

Ten days.

That’s how little time you needed to fall in love with someone who only exists as a few lines of code in your phone.

What am I to him?

It’s a silly question, one that you already know the answer to, but admitting the truth to yourself has never come with the promise of such excruciating pain.

He doesn’t even know you exist.

Hell, you’re pretty sure he doesn’t exist, but for a moment, just for a short moment, you feel so hopeful that the universe will grant your sole wish.

You take a sip of water before you let your head fall heavy on your pillow. The blinking blue light of your phone illuminates the small space between your face and the nightstand, making you consider shutting it off for the night. Checking your notifications would also do the trick, but you’re all too aware of what you’re gonna see in them. Or rather, who.

Her.

With her long brown hair, delicate face, and slim figure, it’s no surprise he’d fall in love with her. She’s not just beautiful, either. She’s kind, compassionate, and selfless to a fault, someone most people would love to have in their lives. She’s everything you wish you could be and you’re someone she will never be.

You’re you.

And you’re not her.

With a long sigh, you turn to your side and tuck your phone under your pillow. Annoyed and disheartened, you drape your blanket over your head and curl up under the soft fabric, the warmth trapped underneath it slowly soaking through your skin.

Unrequited love hurts.

That’s the last thought that crosses your mind before sleep claims you.

A shooting star briefly illuminates the night sky, before disappearing in the ash of its own dissolving existence.

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#zenny oppa <3 zen hyun ryu mysmess #i love you zen! #Awww! I love this!

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RFA + Saeran crossing over dimensions to comfort a heartbroken MC

A/N: I feel like there will never come a day when I won’t deal with my emotions by writing self-indulgent comforting fluff. I’m pretty sure you’ve noticed by now how much I love those “breaking the 4th wall” scenarios, as I like to call them, so I hope you don’t mind my taking a break from writing your requests to write this post. Enjoy reading! And if you like what I do, please consider supporting me on Ko-fi! It would be much appreciated! ^^

You feel your chest growing heavy as he walks away. An invisible hand snakes its slender fingers around your throat, slowly, taking its time, and you feel out of breath as its grip tightens around your neck. The world around you spins for a couple of elongated seconds until it slows down to mock you in your helplessness. You can’t move. You can’t breathe. You can’t feel the gentle caress of the spring wind anymore. Birds have stopped in the midst of their flight, their cheerful songs dead on their beaks. It’s as if the whole planet has stopped in the middle of its usual path around the Sun. Nothing moves.

Except him.

You want to blink away the unshed tears that threaten to escape your eyes, so you move your heavy eyelids once, twice, three times, but it’s not enough. A wet stream of emotions pours down your cheeks and you feel its salty taste on your lips. You sense people’s stares, their eyes boring holes into your body, sly smiles on their faces. After all, it’s not their hearts that have just been shattered. You close your eyes tightly, hoping that when you open them everything will turn out to be a dream. Or rather, an unwanted nightmare.

The feeling of someone’s hand on your shoulder startles you, making your eyes snap open. Once again, you find yourself out of breath as you notice your surroundings have changed. People, birds, trees, grass, him, it’s all disappeared to make way to bright, almost blinding light. You look down at your feet, wondering what you’re standing on. You feel a scream building up in your throat as all you can see around you, above you, under you, is that bright, brilliant light. Right when panic threatens to take full control of your body, someone’s soft voice chases away the fog that has your mind encircled.

“… MC?”

Zen

His voice brings backs memories from what you feel is another lifetime. Gentle, affectionate, lulling you into comfort you never realized you longed for. Just when you’re about to turn around, his arms wrap around your waist into a tight embrace. He buries his head into your soft hair and takes a couple of deep breaths before he speaks.

“I can’t… This is real, right? It is you, isn’t it?”

You feel his body quiver as a broken sob escapes his throat, so you turn around to comfort him. His eyes, usually soft and bright in the pictures you’ve seen of him, now look way too sad for a person as brilliant as him. You cup his cheeks and his shaking stops, red eyes boring into yours. Your thumbs move to wipe away the tears on his cheeks, leaving a barely visible trail of his moment of weakness.

“Agh, look at me! I was supposed to be the one comforting you, but instead I made you worry… “

He shakes his head a couple of times in an attempt to clear his mind. When he finally feels his resolve has come back, he moves his hands on your face, slender fingers now buried in your hair. You feel his thumbs moving in circles to massage your skin, his touch gentle, leaving burning trails in its tracks.

“You know how I always say men are wolves, right? Some of them really are. They can be selfish and arrogant. But there are true gentlemen out there…” He stops for a second, trying to find a way to turn all his thoughts and feelings into words.

“I might not be able to be your gentleman…”, he pauses, face pale and lips trembling, “but even if from worlds afar, I will never let anyone or anything hurt you.”

You can’t stop your tears from falling, so he hugs you closer. As his lips find yours, a single thought starts repeating in your head again and again.

“Please… Please take me with you!”

Yoosung

There is no way you’d ever mistake that voice. Its cheerfulness has given you the strength to get through many difficulties. Its warmth has lulled you to sleep on many restless nights when doubts and worries had your mind in their clutches. It’s helped soothe your pain so many times that its sweet sound has been deservedly engraved on your memory.

You turn around swiftly, almost losing your balance. His arms catch you before you hurt yourself, even though the probability of this happening in this place is low. As your eyes meet his, both of you laugh.

“It’s so nice to finally meet you in person, MC!” Faint pink dusts his cheeks as his eyes take in the sight of you, the real you, in his arms.

Overwhelmed by happiness, you throw your arms around his neck, squeezing his body close to yours. Not long after, you feel his hands wrapping around your waist and his breaths tickling your neck.

After a while, he breaks the silence.

“MC, are you okay?” His voice is soft as he continues, arms tightening around your form. “I mean, you probably aren’t after what just happened…”

Memories of mere minutes ago flood your vision and you feel your tears pricking your eyes once again. Your body stiffens, so Yoosung speaks again, hoping to distract you from your immense sadness.

“It’s gonna be okay, MC! I promise! It might not seem like it right now, but things will get better!” You feel his lips on your neck, his kiss gentle, elongated by his wish to stay like this forever. “You’ll always have me!”

You cling to him as you begin to sob, tears falling down your cheeks and onto his hoodie in an endless stream.

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#this is so sweet but heart breaking #zenny oppa <3 zen hyun ryu mysmess #it may be bittersweet but it calms my heart

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[MysMes] Infidelity [Dark Hyun Ryu]

You had noticed quite often

each time the clock strikes ten

Night overrules the day

as sunshine’s gone away.

It’s not like he kept it a secret,

but suspicion was slowly assaulting your head.

His clothes were wrinkled,

his eyes tired and grey.

A hint of cologne on his skin,

and his hair tousled every way.

You didn’t like where your suspicion led you

the pain inside your chest assaulting you

you didn’t want to believe what you’ve learned

but your hopes were eventually burned.

“Yes, I am seeing other women, so you don’t have to stay.”

You didn’t know what you have done

to deserve such infidelity from this man

Your heart tore in two

If only he was simply lying to you.

But evidences where there

hints were left everywhere.

“But you told me you loved only me”

You held his up his arm in plea,

your eyes tearful with misery.

his nonchalant scarlet colored eyes turn to you

nothing reflect, and nothing came through

“Hyun, what is wrong?” “Nothing’s wrong. I’m just not interested in you anymore.”

His words were batches of knives

slicing your heart over to its demise.

You wished the pain would go away

that once morning come,

things will return to their usual way.

“Y/N, I think it’s best if we go our separate ways.” “Please, Hyun! Don’t say that!”

“We’re over.”

The door shuts the moment he left

leaving you behind as you crumbled as wept

it wasn’t how you wished for things to end

but right now, perhaps you’re at your journey’s end

#mystic messenger #mysme zen hyun ryu #mystic messenger zen #zen hyun ryu #dark hyun ryu #the break up list

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Dearest GodMikalla, I humbly request a HC where Zen and Vandy are fuck buddies (friends with benefits) with MC. Like, how did they arrive at that situation, does anyone catch feelings? If so, who? What happened if the rest of RFA find out? It can be nsfw. It can be angst if you like. I'll let you take control.

Your wish has been heard, loud and clear! 

I GOT SUPER CARRIED AWAY AND ENDED UP WRITING 5.4K WORDS OF THIS BUT ALAS, I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!

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Zen

“We need to get back to the party soon, you know. The others will start getting suspicious.”

“Hm,” Zen hummed against your neck, “Just a few more minutes.”

“You said that a few minutes ago.”

“I really mean it this time.” You could tell he was barely listening to you, his lips buried on your neck, leaving a trail of sloppy kisses all the way down to your collarbone

“Zen,” you moaned, tilting your head back so he could have access to more of you, “We need to go, the others will start getting suspicious.”

“They won’t,” he reassured you, “There are a million guests this time, they won’t even notice that we are gone.”

“But if they find out…!”

“They won’t.” Zen said, and to himself, he added, but would it be so bad if they did?

And as if on cue, in barged in a hacker and a gamer, their callings for you interrupted by the sight of your intertwined figures at the back of the dark room

“Zen? And M-MC?!” Yoosung gasped, his purple eyes wide and mouth agape, “Were you two…?” 

“Please tell me this isn’t what it looks like.” Said Seven, still trying to process the scene unfolding before him

When you two didn’t reply, which the blond took as confirmation that it was indeed what it looked like, he exclaimed, “How did this even happen?!” 

Ah, how did this happened, indeed?

It had maybe been a month since it had all started; after your first party as the new coordinator, the RFA agreed that having you stay in an apartment with a bomb was rather…dangerous, to say the least

And its not that Zen and Yoosung didn’t trust Seven’s nearly perfect algorithm for the security system, but the pair of them were the most outspoken ones about your safety

“She’s already planned a party for us, there’s no reason for her to stay there anymore!” Zen argued, angry at V and Seven for allowing you to ever step foot in there in the first place

Though you appreciated his concern for you, you pointed out, “I don’t really have anywhere else to go, I already got kicked out of my old apartment for missing the rent. Is there really no way you can disarm the bomb, Seven? Just so I can stay?”

The hacker scratched the back of his head, “I can’t really do anything about it without talking to V first…Sorry, MC.”

“Where the hell is she supposed to go?!” You could tell Zen was furious by the way he spat, even more so than you were

“I have several extra rooms in my penthouse, MC is more than welcome to-” Jumin offered

“No!” The actor objected, “She can’t stay with you!”

“Why not?”

“She’s…She’s a woman, and you’re a man! It’s not right!”

“MC, do you have a problem with staying at my home for a few days?”

“Not really-”

“Of course she does!” Zen said, “Listen, MC. You can’t go around trusting everyone, alright? You already got yourself involved with that hacker, don’t go trusting this guy. He might be charming and all, but you never know! He might lock you in a cage or something!”

“I would never do such thing.” Jumin waved him off

“Where am I supposed to go, then?”

“Uh, well,” he began, “You could stay at my place. Just for a while, until you find somewhere more permanent.”

“I fail to see why you deem her staying at my home immoral but it’s fine as long as its with you.” Jumin spoke, but his words were ignored by the silvered-haired man

“What do you say, MC?”

“Is it really okay? I don’t want to bother you or anything…”

“You could never bother me, of course its okay,” He gave you a warm smile, “Are you in?”

“I’m in!”

And so, in the span of 2 days, you managed to get all your belongings over to Zen’s place

It was smaller than you thought it would be, and there was only one bedroom, but Zen insisted he was fine sleeping on the couch

“Are you sure?” You lifted an eyebrow, “Jumin has plenty of space over at his place, maybe I should just stay there…?”

“Trust me, MC,” he scoffed, “You don’t want to share a home with him, he’s so…boring. You’d be dying of boredom in two days.”

“Yeah, but…I don’t feel so good about making you sleep on the couch.” You shifted awkwardly on your feet.

“You’re not making me do anything, MC. I offered you a place to stay, I’m more than happy to have you here. Its what friends do.”

“Its what friends do.” You agreed with a grin

And so began your adventures living together 

You found Zen to be a great roommate, always fun to be around and never really getting in the way of your daily routines

Friday nights were beer nights while Saturday mornings consisted of him nursing you back from your hangover so you were well enough for a movie marathon later that evening

Zen liked to cook for you, though it was always super healthy and low-fat things, and that was one luxury you didn’t have if you were living alone

The only downside to it all was that, although you got the bedroom, Zen’s snores could be heard from the living room all the way to your tired ears

You felt yourself having a great time with him, so much so that you didn’t even want to leave his place anymore, and he did everything in his power to keep you there, as well

It had been weeks since you had moved in, and now neither of you were ready for you to move out

“Zen,” you giggled, reaching across the couch to take away his can of beer, “I think you’ve had enough for tonight.”

“This is just my fifth one,” he said, “I’m not even tipsy yet.”

And while alcohol had barely an effect on him, the room was already spinning for you

The movie you two had previously been watching was now ignored and replaced by drunk chatter

“How can you drink this much without getting a beer belly?”

“I told you, I’m superhuman,” he winked, “God’s-”

“God’s mistake.” You finished his sentence, dramatically rolling your eyes

“Hey,” he nudged your foot with his, a smirk playing on his lips, “Don’t steal my lines. And I don’t get fat because I work out. See?”

Lifting up his shirt, Zen revealed the defined muscles of his abs

In your drunk state of mind, all you could do was stare

I mean, you had seen plenty of fit men shirtless before in your lifetime

But Zen was not exaggerating when he compared himself to a statue and you were too intoxicated to care about whether it was appropriate to stare at his body for this long

“Speechless?” He asked in amusement

“I…” The alcohol took over control of your tongue while the little part of your brain that was still sober heavily protested, “I want to touch it.”

This sent Zen into a laughing fit, his eyes screwing shut as he bent over, “Don’t laugh!”

“I’m sorry, MC,” he managed to say in between laughs, “I was just not expecting that from you.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re just so…innocent! I never thought you’d ask to touch me like that.”

“I’m not that innocent, you know.” You pouted, crossing your arms over your chest

“Sure you aren’t, MC, sure you aren’t.” he chuckled, opening a new can of beer and taking a large sip

You mimicked him, helping yourself to yet another can

Innocent…was that supposed to be a compliment?

It was half past three by the time you were both passed out on the couch

You were so drunk, even Zen’s loud snores and long limbs tangled with yours didn’t seem to bother you, and the only thing that could interrupt your drunken slumber was a nagging urge to pee

Zen didn’t wake up when you untangled your legs from under his and stumbled over to the bathroom, nor when you decided to settle next to him in the small couch instead of going to your room like you usually did

He didn’t wake up as your stared at his sleeping face, bringing your fingers to trace his features, so perfect and serene, even in slumber

Neither did he wake up when you whispered his name, wishing he would wake up and talk to you some more

He did, however, open his eyes as you lifted his shirt back up to get another look at him, this time up close

You didn’t know what you were thinking, the alcohol still affecting your judgement, but one thing was certain; you needed to see him again

Grabbing your hand, he mumbled, “What are you doing?”

“I’m sorry,” you whispered back, “I just…I’m not as innocent as you think.”

“MC,” he let out a breathy laugh, “I don’t think just looking at my abs while I sleep makes you any less innocent.”

Perhaps it was the challenge in his voice or the alcohol in your system, or the mingling of both, that made you cup his cheek and run your thumb over his bottom lip 

Or perhaps it was how good he looked and how delicious he smelled that urged you to bring his lips to yours, kissing him as if you had wanted to for ages

His lips still had a lingering taste of beer, but they were otherwise sweet, addictingly so

He kissed you back immediately, grabbing your face and bringing you closer, leading the ardent kiss

You took the hand that traveled from your waist to the small of your back as an invitation to go further

Shifting positions, you straddled his lap, knee on the either side of him and your center pressed against his

In the dim light of his living room, you could make out both shock and lust in his scarlet irises, the parting of his lips urged you want to close the gap between them and yours again, and his silver hair that was messily sprawled out underneath him made the man look unreal

He was so beautiful, you realized

“MC-”

“I’ll prove to you that I’m not innocent.”

And, yup, this is indeed how it had happened

“So you’ve been sneaking around for a month?!” Yoosung sputtered, still unable to process the story you had just told and what he’d just seen

“Well…yeah.”

“But why didn’t you tell us?”

“Because,” you began, “We didn’t want to make a big deal out of it. It’s not like it means anything anyway, it was just for fun.”

While both Yoosung and Seven uttered their responses, Zen felt a painful tug of his heart, and his gaze fell down to the floor

“Hey,” he croaked, “Could you guys give us a minute?”

After the two men left, Zen dropped his hold on your hand, refusing to meet your eyes

“Is something wrong?” You eyed him curiously, reaching for his hand again only to have him reject your touch

“I…I don’t think we should do this anymore, MC.”

What?

“Zen, what are you saying?”

“I think we should stop this, whatever this is.” He motioned in between you two

“Hey, look at me,” you brought up your hand to cup his cheek, but he gently swayed it away before you could, “Zen…Why are you being like this all the sudden? You seemed into it just a minute ago!”

“Yeah, well,” when his eyes met yours, you were shocked to see they flared with anger, and how his brows pulled together in hurt, “That was before.”

“Before what?”

“Before I found out that it means nothing to you!” He snapped, his hand running over his face

You opened your mouth, but no words would come out. Huh?

“All this time I thought that maybe…Ah, forget it. Just…Forget it, it’s my fault for ever thinking you felt the same.”

“Zen, wait,” you grabbed his hand before he could attempt to leave, “Talk to me. What’s going on?”

It had been true from the moment he had met you; all the shared jokes, silent flirting and secret touches under the table made him hope, words of affection whispered after moments pleasure and the way your eyes seemed to linger longer on him all made Zen believe you could possibly feel the same

It was how giddy he felt knowing he had someone to come home to, how incredibly happy he became when you two started to share a bed. It was how absolutely thrilled he was knowing that you were there, that you were his, even if only in the moments he kissed you

It was a combination of all those things that made the actor realize he was utterly in love with you

“It’s nothing, MC. Forget I said anything.” He mumbled, leaning in for a kiss

Having you like this, he realized, even if only one-sided, was better than not having you at all

If you didn’t feel the same, the short moments of bliss in which he could pretend you did were enough. They had to be enough

“No,” you turned your head before his lips could find yours, “I know its not ‘nothing’. Tell me. What did you mean by that?”

“It wasn’t just meaningless sex to me, MC,” he confessed, “It wasn’t just that.”

“But I thought…”

“I know, and it’s not your fault. I’m sorry, please forget I said anything, please. I don’t want to stop being with you, even if its like this.”

You took a step closer to him until you were mere inches from his chest. His head hung low, all you had to do was simply look up to meet your lips with his

“I didn’t know you felt that way.”

“Jesus, MC,” he let out a defeated laugh, “How could you possibly not know?”

“I…I didn’t want to hope for it, Zen.”

“Huh?”

“I didn’t want to fool myself into thinking that you might feel the same way I do.” You admitted, finally looking up to meet his eyes, your lips millimeters apart, “I didn’t want to hope that you were in love with me as I am with you.”

It took him a second to process your words, “A-are you saying what I think you’re saying? Don’t get my hopes up like this, MC.”

“I would never do that.” 

“Then why did you tell them that it meant nothing?” He question, still skeptical about your confession, still refusing to believe that you might actually feel it, too

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. You never mentioned anything so I didn’t know what to think.”

He caressed your cheek, adoration so vivid in his eyes and the beating of his heart so strong against his chest that he was sure the guests outside could hear, “MC, I had no idea…”

“How could I possibly not fall in love with you, Zen? After everything we’ve been through?” You smiled, and when he found himself to be at a loss for words, you brought your lips together, tasting them as if it were the first time

“Just kiss me, you fool.” 

Vanderwood

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#oh my lord #this is one hell of lovin #i am a sinner #I adore you Zen

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If you still have requests open, how about RFA + Saeran on their wedding night?

Ohh, of course! ~ This will get nsfw-ish, but nothing too explicit. Enjoy!

Masterlist || Ko-fi

RFA + Saeran on their wedding night

Hyun Ryu // Zen

“That’s too many clothes on you, don’t you think, Mrs. Ryu?”

Loosening his tie, Zen leans against the doorframe. His eyes glow with primal need in the dim light of the room as they scan your form, every dip and curve of it outlined by your tight-fitting wedding dress.

You turn your head slightly, just enough for him to see a mischievous smile playing on your lips.

“Won’t you help me take them off then,” you pause to turn around, “Mr. Ryu?”

You lick your lips in an invitation he cannot refuse and before you know it, his hands are on your body, slender fingers trailing across your skin through the silky fabric of your dress.

“Mmm,” he lets out a long sigh against your neck, his warm breath setting your sensitive skin ablaze. “Be careful what you wish for, princess. All men are wolves, don’t you know?”

His lips start moving against your skin, tracing invisible lines that he’s left before. His hands move up your back slowly, almost painfully so, until they settle on your neck. Grabbing the back of it, he pulls you into a desperate kiss that screams his need for you.

“Oh, darling,” breathing ragged, you pull away to trace his wet lips with a finger, “haven’t you noticed yet? I like dancing with the wolves.”

Yoosung

“I can’t believe this happened!”

As much as he finds your pout cute, Yoosung would rather not see it on your face today of all days.

“It’s okay, honey. Booking mistakes happen all the time, you know?” He snakes an arm around your waist and pulls you closer to him. “At least we’re on the same floor!”

Whether it is due to his enthusiasm or the feeling of his body pressed close against yours, you feel your anger slowly dissipating as you relax into his embrace.

Seeking more of his comfort, you slide your hands up Yoosung’s chest. The slow movement of your fingers against his body leaves in its wake promises of what’s to come and he sucks in a quick breath, one that he lets out in a low groan after a short pause.

You look up, a mixture of hunger and yearning clearly evident in your eyes as you let your hands slide down towards the tightening pants of your husband. Biting his lower lip, he pulls you closer until your hips rest against his. The need to feel more of him starts slowly consuming your every thought and you roll your head back, drawing his hungry eyes to your now exposed neck.

“Hey, MC-”

He’s cut off by the loud ding announcing the elevator has reached your floor.

“My room or yours?”

Grabbing your hand, he pulls you into the empty hallway.

“Doesn’t matter, “ your answer comes out as a soft moan and he tightens his grip around your fingers, “I need you. Now.”

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#hell yeah this is marvelous #zenny oppa <3 zen hyun ryu mysmess

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Snow date <3

It’s going to be hot here today so I wanted to draw something cold.  Playing through Zens route again too

and just for fun here’s Zen without the bg and overlay layers

#one hell of a horgeous art #my hubby zen is beautiful

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I don’t want to disappear without a forewarning.

As of July 4th 2018, the Internet as we know it might be dead for good. 

The European Parliament is passing a new Copyright Directive.  Article 13 #CensorshipMachine will impose widespread censorship of all the content we share online. Art, fanfiction, parodies, remixes, mashups, memes, etc.. Anything that you do not hold the rights over will be taken down. 

Article 13 would force all online platforms to police and prevent the uploading of copyrighted content, or make people seek the correct licenses to post that content. Internet platforms hosting large amounts of user-uploaded content must monitor user behaviour and filter their contributions to identify and prevent copyright infringement. 

Such filters will be mandatory for platforms including YouTube, Facebook, Tumblr, Reddit and Instagram, but also much smaller websites. 

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This doesn’t just affect Europe. The content creators you love are going to be in hot water for sharing their art and writing with you online. Any and all content that doesn’t belong to us will be filtered. Even memes are at risk, as the person who took the original photo may want to file complaints against any platform that allows it to be used without permission. But it goes even further than that.

Last Tuesday (19th June 2018) a group of more than 70 people who have played important roles in building the internet and developing it (Tim Berners-Lee, Vincent Cerf, Jimmy Wales, Mitchell Baker…) into what it is today addressed an open letter to the members of the European Parliament:

“As creators ourselves, we share the concern that there should be a fair distribution of revenues from the online use of copyright works, that benefits creators, publishers, and platforms alike.

But Article 13 is not the right way to achieve this. By requiring Internet platforms to perform automatic filtering all of the content that their users upload, Article 13 takes an unprecedented step towards the transformation of the Internet from an open platform for sharing and innovation, into a tool for the automated surveillance and control of its users. […] The damage that this may do to the free and open Internet as we know it is hard to predict, but in our opinions could be substantial.”

Here is the original Article 13. It’s even scarier. / Link 2 

Here is how to contact your MEPs. 

Here is a full list of everything that will be affected.

Europe is facing a huge problem, and unlike with Net Neutrality, the world doesn’t seem to care. 

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Europe’s planned copyright changes are Really Bad for fanfic sites

I mean you’ve probably got that impression already but honestly, they are really, really bad. Especially if you like uploading fanfiction to websites like AO3.

At the moment, the way the law is phrased is likely to mean everything you upload in Europe, to any website that allows user-created content, will need to be automatically scanned for copyright violations.

You know YouTube’s automatic content filter? Imagine having that for the entire internet. We already know that copyright trolls exploit YouTube’s system in a bunch of ways, making money off user content they have no actual rights to, and shutting down legitimate user content.

But here’s where it gets worse: Websites that host user-generated content – including fanfiction – will be responsible for putting those filters in place and maintaining them themselves.

This law would in all likelihood require AO3 to implement a system which monitors every single work uploaded in Europe for copyright violations, before they can be shared on the Archive.

We’re talking full-on “robotic censorship regime”, as the Electronic Frontier Federation puts it. 

Not only would that be that icky and invasive. Not only would it ignore the complexity of copyright exceptions like Fair Dealing. Not only would it be easy to exploit by copyright trolls. It would also be a massive, massive burden on an organisation staffed entirely by volunteers. The sheer volume of work AO3’s coders, wranglers, and policy and abuse staff take on – for free, in their own time – is already staggering.

And while AO3 is a pretty robust archive, and might miraculously be able to find the resources to comply with this ridiculous law, there are many, many smaller websites out there that would seriously struggle. Other non-profits, libraries, and archives, who would all have to either build automatic content filters from the ground up – or more likely, pay for off-the-shelf “solutions” that are overpriced and ineffective.

The OTW are doing their best to fight this change, and this EFF post also has links to a bunch of ways in which you personally can help lobby against this terrible law.

The European Parliament’s legal committee has just voted (in June 2018) to press forward with the law, but we’ve probably still got until at least early 2019 before the whole Parliament votes on it. The timing is about as good as it gets – the next European Parliament election is expected in May 2019, so our MEPs are going to be worrying about re-election right when we need to put pressure on them (that’s now!).

Europe has managed to reject bad legislation in the past. We can do it again this time. Please do what you can to spread the word or get involved!

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