#She is PERFECTIONN

[whalyrae]

THE OLD GUARD - CHAPTER 4

"We don’t get a say on how it ends, we never have. But we can control how we live."

Summary : You are a powerful witch, cursed and hurt through ages. Owner of your esoteric shop, you were resigned to live this lonely life when the powerful magic of soulmates and fate came to you.

Pairing : poly BTS x reader (she/her)

Genre : soulmate au, demons bts au, witch y/n au, fluff, angst, eventual smut, polyamory relationships

Status : In process

Word Count : 5k

Warnings : eventual smut, angst, mention of depression, death, suicide, past trauma, violence, blood, past (sexual) abuse, past torture, PTSD, scars, self harm, and more.

Tag list : @blackrockshooter780 @babyymeme @starrlo0ver @suckerforv @mushroom-main @m1sss1mp @prettydancingdamzel @i-have-no-life-charlie @avadakadabra93 @veronawrites @kawaiikpoplover268 @didi-9310 @ghostlyworld @carolinexkpop @gooooomz @00ihatesnaku

A/N : After months of struggling with life, health, mental health issues... I can FINALLY POST AGAIN !! This chapter was really hard to write (I cried a little at the end ngl :D), I have constant writer block, constant impostor syndrome... I have the perfectionnism trait but in a toxic way really TT.TT Don't hesitate to like and reblog !! Also don't be afraid to leave a little comment or if you have any questions, here or in anon in my inbox !! they are really really welcomed, I love reading all your impressions and thoughts !!

Also thank you so much !! I was inactive for a very long time and I still got daily alerts with people who liked/kudos the chapters and the story :(( I can't express (yeah i'm an author and i can't express through words LOL) how much i'm grateful :(( ♥♥

ps : ah and sorry if there is any mistakes or anything it's almost 2:30am when I post this and I had an really emotionnal day fgkfdhlfk LOVE YALL MUAH ♥

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Chapter 3 // Chapter 5

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She was wondering whether it would be better to ask Handong to stay with her. She had assured her that she would handle the situation and that Handong could go home. She knew that Gahyeon would need her at their coffee shop. 

However, now that she was in the living room of the seven boys, her soulmates’, after bringing one of them in an utterly unconscious state for a reason as unknown to them as it was to her, she was starting to regret this decision.

She couldn't understand what had happened with Jin the moment their eyes met. She couldn't say anything, the words were stuck in her throat as they stared at each other without a word. He parted his lips as if he wanted to say something, but just like her, nothing came out. 

He'd known she was his soul mate, of course he could feel it. Just like her. But had he recognized her? Did he know that the two of them were the firsts of their soulmate bond to meet, long before any of the other six were born? She couldn't be sure and didn't have time to find out. 

She had seen his features contort in pain, and without a word, he had collapsed. Luckily, Handong, who had seen them, was able to catch him in time, preventing him from falling to the ground and potentially injuring himself. 

Thanks to a spell that increased her strength tenfold, she could carry him without Handong’s help and any difficulty to the place where he lived with his mates. But she couldn't stop herself from hurrying, worried sick about him.

And that's where she is now. Jungkook helped her carry Jin to the living room, laying him on the sofa. While Yoongi woke up Taehyung and Namjoon. Jimin and Hoseok hurried to get a damp cloth on Jin's forehead. 

Namjoon and Taehyung stormed into the room, not hiding their surprise at seeing her there in total panic. 

However, they didn't ask any questions. Yoongi probably had to explain to them what happened and what was going on. 

She was standing in front of the sofa where Jin was lying, staring at the unconscious demon, his features distorted by pain. The sight of him was enough to make her stomach twist with soreness. 

"Hey, Noona..." Jimin's soft voice startled her. He was standing next to her, a comforting smile on his lips, "Everything’s going to be fine, don't worry..."

She didn't even know what to say. She didn't dare to look him in the eye, or any of the other boys. The guilt she'd been carrying around with her all these centuries was only getting stronger. 

She could hear voices behind her, probably the boys talking amongst themselves, or maybe they were trying to talk to her. She didn't know. Nothing around her was clear and precise. Her vision was blurring, her heart rate had been racing for a while and she was getting worse. 

She gasped when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned round abruptly, facing Namjoon. The other boys were behind him, except for Yoongi who was next to Jin. 

"Hey," he greeted her with a gentle smile, "don't worry, everything's going to be fine,” he repeated Jimin’s words, “You're having a panic attack, I'm gonna help you, okay? Look at me."

His voice was soft and reassuring, it had a calming effect on her. His presence and warmth invaded her whole being, despite the anxiety attack she was having. 

She raised her eyes to meet him. Slowly, he tells her to take long, deep breaths. The first time, she breathed in and breathed out. Then a second time. And a third. 

Finally, her breathing returned to normal and her heart rate calmed. Seeing this, Namjoon gave her another smile, his fingers caressing her shoulder to calm her down. 

She had the strange impression that Namjoon probably possessed some kind of power capable of influencing the emotions, feelings, or even bodily reactions of the people he touched. Or maybe it was just the soulmate effect. 

"Feeling better?" 

"Yes... Thank you..." She replied with a small smile, seeing Hoseok approach her with a glass of water. "Thanks… and sorry, I wish we'd met under different circumstances..."

"Don't worry sweetheart, I'm enchanted to meet you." 

Hoseok gave her a big, bright smile, which he succeeded in communicating to her. 

"I guess you guys have questions... and why did I show up with Jin in this state..."

She turned her attention to Jin. A wave of emotion suddenly washed over her as she realized that yes, he was there, in the same room as her. Her soul mate, the first to cross her way, the one she'd lost so suddenly and brutally centuries ago. A mixture of joy, sadness, guilt, and apprehension. 

"Do you know what's going on with him? And why is he in this condition?" Hoseok asked curiously, taking back the glass she'd just drunk in one long sip.

She bit her lower lip nervously. She had to tell them. Jin was their soulmate, just like he was hers.

But where to start?

"Come on, settle down here."

Yoongi straightened up to install her on the sofa, right next to Jin still unconscious. He'd then sat down next to her, while the others had taken seats in front of her, Namjoon and Hoseok on the low table, the maknae on the floor, clinging to each other.

The sight made her smile gently. But quickly the smile disappeared, replaced by apprehension. The words just wouldn't come out of her mouth. She knew that the moment had come, that once she'd told them everything, they'd hate her, reject her, and she’d lose the people she'd waited for all her life. 

"Noona... I can smell your fear all the way up here..." murmured Jimin, her eyes landing on him with surprise, "I'm an empath, by the way..." he explained with a shrug. 

"You don't have to be an empath to sense the fear radiating from her." chuckled Taehyung, teasing his companion who gave him a nudge on the shoulder, "Oops, sorry sweetie." 

"I know that from the moment you will know the whole story, you'll never want to hear from me again and I... argh that's the last thing I want," she admitted with a sad smile. The events of the last few days had paralyzed and overwhelmed her in some ways when it came to making the right decisions, and she was extremely upset with herself about this.  

"But I think I need to stop being scared, and selfish like I have been."

"We could never hate you," Hoseok said firmly, the others all giving signs of approval, "no matter what you've done." 

"Tell us all the horrible things you ever did, and let us love you anyway."

She recognized Namjoon's words. And she wasn’t surprised that he could quote Edgard Allan Poe, considering the circumstances of their first meeting. 

She couldn't deny that his words made her feel a tinge of comfort, because he was sincere, and every one of the other boys thought so. 

But they didn't know the whole story yet, so the chances of them thinking differently once they knew the whole truth were pretty high. 

"Where to start..." she took a long breath, "Jin... I met him before I even knew I was immortal. That was... uh... it seems like an eternity now, at the beginning of the 15th century."

She expected the exclamations of surprise that followed. 

"Wait... you mean you and Jin hyung..." Jungkook fell silent to think. 

"Why didn't he ever tell us about you then? And why have we never met you before ?” asked Yoongi skeptically, "You're our soulmate, his soulmate, how could he..."

"It's more complicated than it sounds..." she sighed, scratching the back of her head nervously. "I always knew I was a witch, my mother was a witch herself. I lived in a village in France during the period when the witch hunts began. It was also during this period that the Malleus Maleficarum was written." 

"I know this book," Hoseok sighed loudly as he shook his head, visibly annoyed, "this pile of garbage written in the late 15th century, which supposedly explains what a witch is, how to recognize one, interrogate them, and kill them."

"A load of bullshit yeah," Namjoon added with a chuckle, "I rarely waste my time reading books, but this one..."

"Tell me more !" Jimin exclaimed, "I read it too, well, not all of it, it's so... misogynistic and sexist!" 

"I... was one of the witches who had to go through all the torture and experimentation to write this... book or whatever it is. And most of the women who suffered all that crap were just ordinary mortals," she admitted with a little restraint. 

Horrified exclamations were heard from the maknaes and Hoseok. Yoongi and Namjoon closed their eyes for a few seconds, repressing the anger rising within them. 

Talking about these events did not leave her indifferent; these memories were among the worst she had ever known, and she still sometimes had nightmares about them. 

She remained silent for a few moments, before finally speaking up.

"That's not the point. Jin is the point. When I met him, he was a merchant passing through the village." A small smile appeared mechanically as she recalled this memory, "It was love at first sight. Of course, it was. He knew I was his soul mate, but I... I didn't even know what a soulmate was. He taught me. He taught me so many things..."

She turned her head towards Jin, still unconscious beside her. Oh, how she'd missed him. He hadn't changed a bit. 

"I immediately sensed that he wasn't human, just as he'd guessed that I was a witch. So much better in a way, it made things easier."

Delicately, she let her fingers stroke his forehead, brushing aside a few strands of hair, a tender smile on her face.

"He stayed in the village after that. I had taken over the bakery from my parents who had passed away from an illness a few months before I met him. We weren't the richest, but we were happy.”

The other boys couldn't contain the grins on their faces. Of course, this story was beautiful and worthy of a fairy tale. But they all knew that fairy tales were only fantasy stories. The reality was not nearly as lovely. 

"We lived... two years like that before everything went to hell."

She felt her hands tremble as she recalled what she was about to say.

Jimin sensed her nervousness, fear, and sadness. He left Taehyung and Jungkook's embrace to kneel before her, gently taking her hands in his for comfort.

Her gaze met his, and he offered her a gentle, reassuring smile. But she couldn't relax.

"The witch-hunt had begun and was becoming increasingly virulent and violent. The villagers had always thought it was strange that I hadn't suffered the same illness as my parents. I knew the rumors about Jin and I. But until now, we'd managed to keep a discreet, almost unnoticed presence. Until she came along."

Jimin squeezed her hands a little tighter as he felt her anger rising. 

"That demoness... came to our village, supposedly a cloth merchant. She fell for Jin. Was it love, or just a physical attraction? I don’t know. She succumbed to his devastating charm, like so many others before her." She chuckled, imitated by Yoongi. 

"As you would expect, Jin did nothing but ignore her and rebuff her advances. She didn't appreciate it at all… I learned later that this half-succubus demoness was renowned for finding prey and not letting go until she got what she wanted."

"A real nasty leech..." muttered Jungkook.

She noticed, however, that Namjoon, Yoongi, and Hoseok expressions had changed. They had exchanged glances, seeming to pass a message to each other that she didn't understand. She decided to ignore it for the moment.

"Things got worse after she arrived, after Jin's rejection." She took a long breath. "She's the one who delivered me to the villagers, who exposed me. When we realized her plan, that she was planning to take Jin with her by force, by any means necessary, we wanted to run away. We'd go to Asia, or America, or wherever, to another continent, away from her, away from all of this. But that demoness had planned everything… We were young, unaware, and inexperienced, unlike her. I was barely 25, and he was 23... we just wanted to..."

She paused to calm herself, her heartbeat quickening again. Fortunately, Jimin was able to calm her, just by being here, his soft hands on hers, and she was grateful for that. She thanked him with a small smile, which he returned by stroking the back of her hand with his thumb. How could a demon be so angelic? 

"She specialized in memory magic..."

"Oh, I'm getting the hang of it..." muttered Namjoon, clenching his jaw.

"That bitch…" added Yoongi, making her huff.

"The villagers arrived in the middle of the night. We didn't see it coming. The demoness took advantage of this moment to attack Jin and cast a spell to erase me from his memory. The last time I saw Jin was before they put a bag over my head when he was unconscious in her arms." 

She lowered her head, and it was only when she felt Jimin's soft hand on her cheek that she noticed a tear had rolled down. 

She knew what the demoness had done, she knew that she'd erased Jin's memory, simply because she'd come to see her a few days later in the cell where she was being held captive. She explained everything, adding that she had offered to give her over to the Catholic order of Dominicans who wrote the Malleus Maleficarum. Which happened, the day after she came.

"When I finally escaped... After several months," she continued anyway, her voice trembling, "I looked for him, I... crossed France from top to bottom, and Europe... I looked for him everywhere, for many years... I never found him... until now..." 

Jimin's hands gripped hers a little tighter. She looked up at him, then at Yoongi, who had moved a little closer to her. Their shoulders were touching, his way of showing her some comfort. 

"So that's what happened..." muttered Namjoon, who had straightened up, his eyebrows furrowed, looking thoughtful.

"I hate humans..." blurted Jungkook as he hugged Taehyung tightly, his companion nodding in agreement. 

"And so, you thought we'd hate you, or I don't know what other nonsense might go through your little head when we know the truth?" Yoongi asked, holding back a laugh. “I don’t see why. I mean. It’s genuine, really.”

She arched her eyebrows in confusion. She thought that it seemed logical. She hadn't been able to protect Jin, she’d left him in the clutches of this demoness who'd probably done a thousand and one things to him that she didn't even want to think about. She hated herself for it.

"Hyung." Hoseok sighed, shaking his head, "stop."

"I failed to protect him, he's my soulmate and... I abandoned him and..."

"You didn't do any of that, Y/N."

Namjoon approached her. He took Jimin’s place and knelt down facing her, placing his hands on hers. 

"You're both the victims. You've met someone stronger, older, more experienced than you and she took advantage of it. You did everything you could. You did your best. You could never be blamed for that. We could never blame you for that. ."

"And Jin hyung won't blame you either, I'm sure," Hoseok added with a small smile. "When he will regain his memory, when we will give him back what that demoness stole from him, he'll be the happiest man in the world to have you back with him, with us. Believe me."

She pressed her lips together, not wanting to cry, not yet. 

Yoongi wrapped his arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer.

"It's over now," he whispered against her hair, "you're not alone anymore, you won't be. We've found you, you've found us." 

She couldn't hold back the few tears that had started to fall. How could she not break down, after all those centuries spent alone, thinking that her soulmates didn't want her, living with the guilt of having abandoned the only soulmate she’d ever known. 

They said the same things as her friends when she told them everything a few days ago.

None of them thought for a second that what happened to Jin and her was her fault. 

That feeling of being understood, of not being judged, of being accepted despite her past mistakes and scars.

That feeling of being in the presence of her soul-mates. 

She hadn't felt so at peace in what seemed like an eternity. Ever since Jin and her were separated.

°°°

"Noona... I have a few questions..."

"Here we go... the kid and his questions. Wait, I'll get you an aspirin and a big glass of water."

Jungkook glared at Yoongi, who had gotten up to go into the kitchen, a sneer on his lips.

Jin still hadn't woken up, but after a simple soothing spell and an herbal ointment she’d carefully placed on his temples, he was calmer, his body more relaxed.

She hadn't wanted to stay, not wanting to risk another attack if Jin woke up again. She learned through Yoongi about the migraine attacks he'd had since the day she met Namjoon. 

But the boys convinced her to stay. Namjoon and Hoseok had disappeared into their library, explaining that they were going to rummage through their books after a potential counter-spell. She wanted to go with them, but they insisted she stay with Jin and rest. 

It didn't take long to realize that Jin's seizures had a direct link with her.

As her soul mate, and despite his forced amnesia, his subconscious knew who she was. But it wasn't strong enough to bring back the memories the demoness had made disappear. Well, they hadn't disappeared, technically; she'd just hidden them very well somewhere in his psyche.

her scent on the clothes of Namjoon, Yoongi, Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook had been the trigger for his subconscious to awaken, for his memories to struggle, to resurface and make Jin realize that yes, he did know her, as his intuition suggested. Yes, the person on the hill was her, yes every memory he thought belonged to someone else was his, and that the blurry person sharing them with him was none other than her.

The migraines, the loss of consciousness... were only signs that his body, mind, and soul were fighting to bring his memories back to where they belonged, to finally give him back what that demoness had stolen from him.

Or at least, that's what she’d come to conclude on hearing Yoongi's explanations.

"Ask me anything Jungkook, don't worry," she replied with a small smile, still sitting next to Jin. 

Yoongi had returned with some drinks (no aspirin, to Junkook's great relief) which he gave to the three maknae, still sitting opposite her, and to her, then sat down on the coffee table. 

"I was wondering, how did you find out that you were... immortal? I mean, what does that actually mean?"

She'd been expecting this question. Even for demons, immortality was still a rather vague concept. Nobody is immortal. Demons and vampires aged slowly, very much more slowly than human beings. But they weren't really immortal. 

"I died for the first time after the Malleus Maleficarum experiments, they sentenced me to be hanged to death, like all the witches at that time." 

She heard the exclamations of surprise from the maknaes. Yoongi remained silent, listening to her attentively. 

"I actually died that day. Except... except a few seconds after I took my last breath, my heart started beating again, and I came back to life."

None of them could believe their ears. Yoongi couldn't hide his surprise either, and she knew that a thousand questions were forming in their heads. 

"The second time was a few days later. At a bonfire." she continued, bowing her head, "The thing is… I feel all the pain, all the way to death. But for some reason, I live again and again. No matter how people try to kill me, no matter how I die, my wounds heal themselves, my organs reform." 

"Is it due to a spell?" finally asked Yoongi with his eyebrows furrowed, "or maybe some kind of witch, a hybrid with a phoenix..."

"I think you're going a bit far, hyung..." Taehyung chuckled slightly. 

"Hey, every proposition can be plausible, gamin."

She couldn't hold back a smile. It was obvious that they'd known each other for several decades now, that they'd been through a lot together. In a way, she was relieved that at least they hadn't had to go through all that alone. 

"I've never known the reason, or why I became like that," she finally continued, scratching the back of her neck, "I just am. Several times I thought I wouldn't get up this time from certain injuries, especially during the wars, but I always got up again. And just like that, more than 600 years have gone by." 

"Maybe it's just that fate didn't want you to die before you met your soul mates, who knows." Yoongi chuckled, shrugging. 

"If you think the universe and destiny are that kind of romantic..." Jungkook rolled his eyes.

"I'm tempted to believe that theory, it's much sweeter and more romantic than a curse put on you..." added Jimin with a little pout. 

"Sometimes things just happen, and they're impossible to explain. Even for creatures like us." she let go with a sigh and an embarrassed smile, "In any case, I've stopped looking and obsessing over it, I've just accepted it."

"Still, it must be painful to die, over and over again..." Jimin cocked his head to the side, feeling a wave of sadness as he thought of all she'd had to go through in her long life. As an empath, his reaction hardly surprised her.

If they knew. She didn't want to dwell on how some humans and even other creatures had taken advantage of her immortality to put her through the many horrors she’d experienced. This wasn't the time to talk about all those things.

“Our pretty soulmate is strong and courageous.” Yoongi finally broke the silence after a few seconds, “She’ll talk about it when she feels ready.” 

She bites her lips. She wanted to tell him to not call her pretty, but she felt that it was destined to fail. Yoongi seemed to be stubborn, maybe a little too much. 

“Do you guys think Joonie and Hobi will find something ?” Asked Jungkook, looking at Jin with worry. 

“For sure they will!” exclaimed Jimin, “Namjoon has books that are centuries old and unique, Hobi and him are the most intelligent demons ever! They’ll find something, surely!”

Jimin was passionate, his trust in his partners was blind and absolute. It was probably the same for all of them, she was sure about it, but Jimin was the one who showed it the most. 

“In the worst case…”

“Taehyung don’t start…” mumbled Jungkook, as the others sighed. 

“Let me finish! In the worst case, if we don’t find anything for Jin hyung, the solution is simple, very simple. We’ll create new memories, so many new happy memories all together!”

“If something was robbed from you without your consent, I think you'd like to have it back. Don't you think so?" Yoongi asked, his voice softened as he ruffled Taehyung’s hair who nodded with a sad pout.

He was just as worried as the others. There were so many unanswered questions, so many theories without explanations, so many problems without solutions yet.

“Namjoon and Hoseok always find a way to resolve problems, you should be used to it now.” 

That voice startled all of them. All five heads turned to the sofa beside Yoongi and her. To everyone's surprise, Jin was staring at them, or rather, at her. 

“Jin you’re awake !”

While the younger hurried towards their eldest, their faces racked with worry and relief, she reflexively stepped back.

She couldn't get very far, as her back bumped into a chest. She turned to face Yoongi, who placed his hands gently on her shoulders. He could read the stress and apprehension on her face. He couldn't imagine what she must be feeling right now, coming face to face with the one she'd lost centuries ago. 

"Where are you going like this?" he asked at first in a slightly teasing tone, before he leaned towards her and whispered, his voice softening, "Relax, everything's fine."

She opened her mouth to reply, but no sound came out. She'd spent her whole life looking for Jin and his other soulmates. Now they were all here. They were all in the same house. Everything still seemed so unreal that she didn’t know how to react or what to do. 

“Y/N ?”

She froze when she heard her name coming from Jin's lips. The others in the room gave him a surprised, confused look.

"Hyung, do you..."

"Remember her? Us? Unfortunately not, I don’t. But I heard you guys talking earlier, I wasn't totally unconscious. Thanks for the herbs, by the way, they really appeased my headache."

Her eyes widened at his words. Had he heard everything? Did he know the whole story, just like his other soulmates? In a way, she didn't know if she could handle a new explanation, which was a bit of a relief. On the other, she was concerned about his reaction, since he was the one who was affected. 

Jin straightened up to sit on the sofa, helped by Jimin. Yoongi was still standing behind her and gave her a gentle nudge, so that she didn't push herself aside. 

Jin's eyes landed on her. For a moment, he said nothing, just looked at her. She could feel the stress twisting her stomach, her legs going limp as cotton. She felt weaker than she had ever felt before. 

"Can you come a little closer, please?" 

Jin's voice was soft; she perceived no anger, no resentment on his side. He had kept his comforting aura, the same one she'd known so long ago, the same one that had reassured her countless times. 

She soon faced him and lowered herself slightly to be at the same height as him. 

How was someone supposed to react to finding their soulmate and youthful amnesiac love, lost in tragic circumstances centuries ago? 

She was torn between tears of joy and relief, but the guilt that consumed her seemed to be the most dominant feeling at the moment. 

"Jin I..."

She pursed her lips. Her voice trembled. For sure her body would betray her right now. 

Jin offered him a tender smile and shook his head. 

"Shht, it's all right." he murmured his words as he gently grasped her hand, "come here."

Without waiting for a response from her, he pulled her against him and wrapped his arms around her. 

At first, her eyes widened in surprise. Quickly, she couldn't hold back any longer. Her arms followed and she hugged his waist as if her life depended on it. 

"I know what you're thinking," he began, his hand running gently through her hair, "I'm not angry or anything, how could I be? It was never your fault, nor mine." He paused before letting out a small sigh, she could hear all the pain, the sadness in his voice, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry you've had to carry this burden all alone all this time…"

Her whole body was shaking. His voice was shaking, as if he were holding back his own tears. She was fighting inside. She was fighting herself not to break down. But her traitorous body still betrayed her, and she couldn't even control her tears, which had started to flow uncontrollably. 

But his words. His words resonated not only in her heart but in her entire soul. She didn't know how much she needed to hear those words from him until now. 

"We'll find a way, and everything will go back to normal, it will be even better, I promise."

After all these years, these centuries of living with the weight of guilt, the weight of regret, the feeling that she'd never be able to meet her soul mates... she felt all this weight recede, making way for a quietude and lightness like she'd never known before. 

An eternity of torment, torture, and pain was finally over. 

It was as if she'd been deprived of oxygen all her life, until now, as if her breathing had been cut off, and now she was finally getting it back. 

And even though she was currently crying her heart out in Jin's arms, she could also feel Taehyung's warm, reassuring hand on her back, Jimin's, Jungkook's, and Yoongi's presence in the room, Namjoon's and Hoseok's, even if they weren't in the same room with them. 

Her cries were no longer cries of sadness. There was only relief, and it was becoming more of an evacuation from all that time of pain and isolation. 

All those smells, all that warmth that invaded her body at that moment, brought her calm and relief she'd never be able to explain, not even in a day, a year, ten years, or even a hundred years.

The reunion with Jin that day, feeling him against her again, as well as having the presence of her soul mates around them, those who were destined for her. After all this time where her heart and soul had been crying out for help, she had finally been heard. 

The darkness was finally disappearing, as the clouds and obscurity finally allowed the sun a chance to shine.

And despite her tears, she couldn't help smiling, because at last, she knew that happiness really was within her grasp.

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[rearranging-deck-chairs]

ohh i really like the doctor's speech in eotd in french? like the delivery is really good but also i feel like it just flows better? might just be bc of how it starts like idk "parce que, devant l'insurmontable, on essaie" is just way more of a running start than what it is in english. maybe i just like big words but damn thats nice. the first sentence in english isnt even a full sentence, it's a fragment. hang on im typing this out to compare

Parce que, devant l'insurmontable, on essaie. Ça ne marche pas, on reessaie. On apprend. On se perfectionne. On échoue de nouveau! Mais un peu moins. On se fait des amis. On apprend la confiance. On apprend à s'entraider. On n'y arrive toujours pas, mais on s'améliore, on s'entraide jusqu'à ce qu'en fin, on réussisse. Parce que c'est ça le fondement de l'existence et c'est mieux que le renoncement. Alors debout vous les humains qui êtes si brillants! On repart à l'attaque, et on triomphe. D'accord?

Because something seems impossible. We try, it doesn't work, we try again. We learn, we improve, we fail again, but better, we make friends, we learn to trust, we help each other. We get it wrong again. We improve together, then ultimately succeed. Because this is what being alive is. And it's better than the alternative. So come on, you brilliant humans. We go again and we win. Deal?

hjkhgj funny how much longer the french is. anyway. i think i like it better in french for real. im like hell yeah i'll go and get exterminated again to try and make this work. i cant even say whats better abt the french maybe the only difference is that i speak it worse bc it's not like they changed anything really?? i think if i had to pinpoint it it's in the start and the end only. devant l'insurmontable on essaie and on repart à l'attaque et on triomphe like idk theyre just...evocative words i guess? insurmontable, essaie, repart, attaque, triomphe. thats the essence of what shes saying basically

i also like debout for come on and le fondement de l'existence et c'est mieux que le renoncement. maybe i just like long words

#props for real to the voice actress whose name i dont know tho i think she did a really really good job here #i think part of it might also be that i think the french sentences are completer #i think that works better #if you want to make an impact #i also feel like the words are more specific but im 90% sure thats just my french being worse #'succeed' is not a less specific word per se #or trust or fail or alternative #they just feel more specific in french to me bc ive seen them less in french #bc ive seen literally every word less often in french than in english

[nexyra]

TOH Enneagram (+ MBTI)

Did anybody ask ? No. Does it make me happy ? Yes. THUS, I will share with you all my current/ongoing TOH typings ✨

I already mentionned this with RWBY but same applies here : I prefer enneagram to MBTI, so not all characters will have my MBTI guess because for several of them I just wasn't really interested in guessing it or nothing really striked me. Anyway, MOVING ON

Luz Noceda ♦ ENFP 7w6 4w3 9w8 so/sx

From the first few episodes of TOH I already knew that Luz was some kind of 479 (and good for her ! love that tritype & its contradictions). The only question was the order. If yourself hesitated for some time between 7 and 4 : just look at Reaching Out and come back to me. This episode is the epithome of a 7 : a race ahead, desperately busying yourself outside to avoid your internal world. Her 4 is also quite clear : Luz longs to be HERSELF, she's unabashedly authentic but also feels *wrong* in some shape or form for never managing to fit in the Human realm. Her 9 shows easily in the fact that she's simply put a pretty laid-back person overall, and rarely express anger. But most of all she's scared of being a burden and eager to accomodate others when she fears being abandonned.

Eda Clawthorne ♦ ESTP 7w8 8w9 2w3

Her 7 and 8 are both clear : Eda is a very headstrong woman, she fears feeling trapped and she's eager to experience hands-on all that the world has to offer to her. She's playful and curious, and despises the Emperor Coven for restricting others' future and their magic. Her 8 shows in that as well : Eda is concerned with fulfilling her wants & needs in life, and will grow angry when others trying to prevent her from doing so. She rejects vulnerability in most situations and doesn't like to show her cracks to others. If you type her 783 instead I won't mind either and I would get it somehow. But I feel like, even if she likes to brag about being the strongest witch on the Isles, Eda doesn't really care about being respected or admired, and she certainly doesn't base her self-worth on her ability to fulfill others' expectations in any way. She's a caretaker who struggles to let others return the favor to her (reject). If you want me to elaborate on why 2 fix, I know one ep in particular led me to this conclusion but it was probably back in S2A so I would have to look it up.

King Clawthorne ♦ 3w4 8w7 6w7

His typing is made harder by the fact that he's literally 8 years old. I'm unsure of his core, torn between 3 and 8. King's arc clearly focuses on identity & image (heart core) issues. He's grandiloquent, concerned with how he appears to people. BUT not very competency (Competency : 135 triad who tends to solve problems by rejecting emotions and trying to stay objective/detached) He lacks care for what others expect from him. BUT at the same time he isn't raised in a 3ish household, Luz & Eda don't expect much from him so that could be the reason. He starts off as someone who denies vulnerability and tends to overfocus on *his* wants and needs (8). Or at least he DID but he's certainly grown since. He tend to be very reactive to when others go against him. (Reactive : 468 triad who tend to work themselves up emotionally in the face of a problem and want others to mirror that emotional reaction to be sure that they understand the gravity of the situation) BUT AGAIN. He's literally 8 years old. What 8 years old is competent, unconcerned with how he accomplishes his wants, and not at least a bit reactive. THUS, hard to say really.

Hooty ♦ 2w3 core

Lilith Clawthorne ♦ 3w4 1w9 6w5

3w4 and 1w9 are the strongest part of her tritype, I initially typed her as a 1 to be honest but had to switch when she literally asked her mom for congratulations over her folded napkins. She's concerned with getting love & appreciation over her objective accomplishments most of all. THEN she has the rigidty and perfectionnism of a 1 + the desire to make ther world around her (including Eda) fits her vision of what is good. At least in the beginning.

Willow Park ♦ 9w8 4w3 6w5

not sure what to say to argue here, if you feel differently you can ask for why's i suppose. Willow is overall easy to get along and her integration seems to fit the 9 -> 3 line : letting go of self-imposed isolation, trying to step out of her "background character" life to show what she's capable of. Comfortable with how she's different from others and her ''misfit'' status once she's shown that she's not WRONG but simply different.

Gus Porter ♦ 5w6/6w5? 3w2 9w1

i need to rewatch the Gus-centric ep. there's some stuff that could point to a 5 really : including his absolute *need* to be the most competent in the room, the most knowledgeable, to not be rejected and how it was reflected in his presidency over the human club. but at the same time, "trust" and an inability to trust yourself is a very 6ish theme and so I remain undecided. other than that 3 and 9 are a no-brainer : Gus is a very attachment character : he tends to conform to others expectations and what they consider as good for a variety of reasons.

Amity Blight ♦ 3w4 6w5 1w9 sp/so

Amity is constantly 3ing, just in different fonts. From "best student in the abomination track" to "i'm gonna be the best girlfriend ever". As she acurately explained herself, she was raised under the assumption that "everything is an opportunity to justify existing". In other words, you need to prove that you are worth something, and in her case through concrete and objective measures of success to earn love. ie she's a 3 core.

Hunter ♦ ISTP 6w5 3w2 8w9

i nearly typed him 3w2 but had to switch after Any sport in a Storm and Hollow Mind. The 3 and 6 are both very strong in Hunter, but in the end it's clear that seeing Belos as good and trustworthy played a big part in him feeling safe and secure in his place in the world. And having that certainty shattered really shook him. His 3 is clear as well in the way he is constantly trying to prove himself useful. Some might type him as a Te user because Hunter appreciates rules and authority as he says, but I do believe that this is his 6 speaking more than anything : 6s feel secure when the rules and expectations are clear-cut and out there, they appreciate authority they can rely on. But Hunter's way of fulfilling this when it comes to Belos certainly seemed more Ti-ish. Even while trying to deny the truth, he still had to try and make things logical and rational *to himself*. He doesn't deny the evidence, but tries to make it fit in a framework that fits his understanding of reality.

Belos ♦ IxTJ 1w2 5w 2w1

Hollow Mind clearly showed that Belos is a 1 and not an 8. Belos has so far always been a controlled & cold villain. He has outbursts but they are directed at others' incompetence or (in Elsewhere and Elsewhen) at witches and what he considers *wrong* : these are 1 reasons for anger, not really 8ish in essence. 1s care about whether the world around them fits their standarts and might enforce them on people. They're the one who will rise to the top to try & make the world fit their idea of what is ''correct'' and will berate people for their incompetence. 8s, on average, will more often be anti-authoritarian because rules are an obstacle to them having free reign over their actions & accomplishing their wants/will. And being the one to establish the rules isn't the 8 go-to solution to avoid being controlled quite as much as people pretend it is. They care about being able to do whatever they want, and do not (on average) get along well with overly rigid structure. As for the 5 : if Belos had a 6 fix, it would have been easy to throw in some 6ish reasonning into his whole cleansing plan : him fearing witches or the unknown or anything of the kind (fitting of his time period). But there's none of that aspect with this character. (although to be fair he does use 6 tactics, but mostly on others) I think 5 is more likely since he does have this tendency to keep all the knowledge & plans to himself, and it's one of his go to way to control others. He has an independant streak but not for 8-related issues (no problem delegating, no problem with rigid structure, no problem weaponizing weakness) rather in a 5ish way (only one to know what is going on, shares the strict minimum, leaves other in the dark to avoid being challenged, emotionally distant & unavailable) As for the 2, the part that would most probably surprise people : The Emperor Coven is an environment that breeds 3 like tomorrow but I do not think Belos himself is one surprisingly. If you look at it more carefully, over the course of the show we have never seen Belos actually SHOW his competency or talents to anyone to garner their appreciation. And he never does really. Instead his tactis always rely on being kind, complimenting others and he downrights sees himself as a savior. He expects gratitude, not respect, and presents himself as good-natured and helpful which brings me to type him as a 2 over a 3.

Kikimora ♦ 6w? 3w4 8w

she acts the way she does because of fear, for her life or her position. she's also driven by her desire for recognition through objective measure of success. As most people in the Emperor Coven.

Darius ♦ 3w4 7w8 8w9/9w8?

another 3 again, the Emperor Coven is annoying like that. that said, I do not think Darius has a 6. He distinguishes himself from characters like Kikimora or Hunter so far in the sense that he respects people with individuality, who thinks for themselves and make their own call in situations. As opposed to mindless obediance, that he seems to disapprove of. He doesn't understand people who lack self-respect (like Hunter) and himself shows a willingness to skirt rules & arbitrary orders in favor of getting some "him-time" or having fun. All of this said, I think he could be either 379 or 378 : he's focused on his wants and willing to fight for them to some extent, and doesn't respect people who fail to do the same and don't respect themselves. At the same time he's a very laidback guy, who doesn't mind just up-and-leaving conversation and brushing off others. And seem keen on preserving his time & energy.

Edric Blight ♦ 6w7 3w2 9w?

reaching out made him sound like a 2 somewhat but i think it's a trap because if you think about it, edric has never seemed concerned with being a caretaker or feeling needed in a 2ish way. his issue in Reaching out is more about feeling like the brunt of a joke and also incompetent aka 3 issues. like hunter, he says "i can help" but actually means "I'm capable/competent/reliable enough to help." which comes back to more 3ish struggles. I think 3 fix in general is more coherent with the persona Edric presents to the world the rest of the time. Pretending to be more put together, charming & confident than he actually feels deep down aligns more with the 3 tendency for Deceit than the 2 desire to make themselves indispensable through answering others' needs. Also 3s, despite being a competency type and usually seen as confident, are very much dependant on others' opinions & expectations since they're an Attachment type : they define their worth through answering others' expectations, and not fulfilling this aspect f/cks with them.

Emira Blight ♦ 278

this tritype in some order is my best guess but we don't know a lot about her yet. countrary to amity & edric she seems completely unbothered by what others think of her when it comes to her talents or her accomplishments. at the same time, she's clearly the caretaker of the family (healing edric & giving advice to amity while dying her hair). she's confident in her personal worth but still ties herself to her siblings until being almost resentful of how much her life revolves around her twin. she's clearly the more headstrong of the two, seems pretty willful and handles edric with ease. but sorely lacks the rigidity of 1s, she seems (like Eda) more concerned with having her fun and doing what she wants instead. she's also bothered by the fact that her & edric are always together. This is why I think she might be a 7, who dislikes feeling trapped and currently is because her and edric aren't on the same page on the subject. but as the show progress they distinguish themselves more & more so it should be okay for these two.

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If you're thinking : but where is Raine ?? THEY'RE NOWHERE I'm so sorry I genuinely like them but I have 0 strong opinion about their enneagram so far ?? I need another Raine ep I think before giving my take on it. It's pretty clear that they don't have a 8, and I also doubt they'd have a 3. But other than that ? I'd rather not be hasty and just admit that I have no clue for now.

Don't hesitate to disagree in asks, reblogs or notes as long as you stay respectful. And if you want me to elaborate more on 1 character or another, feel free to ask as well ! Or if you want to ask about background characters I didn't put here.

Good day everyone !

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[thegirlsgirlsstuff]

WELCOME TO PART 2 BITCHES-

don't call them that

okay sorry mother

WELCOME TO PART 2 PEEPSS

SO IN THE LAST POST WE LEFT OFF AT SO LONG, LONDON, LETS CONTINUE

SONG 6. BUT DADDY I LOVE HIM

THE. JUMPCARE. THAT'S IT. THAT'S WHAT THE SONG IS ABOUT. I DIED DEAD AT THAT PARTICULAR PRANK MY GODDDD, I MEAN MOTHERS' DERANGED LAUGH?? SHE KNEW EXACTLY WHAT SHE WAS DOING AND SUCCEEDED DOING IT DAMMIT, BUT NEEDLESS TO SAY I LOVED THE SONG ITS SOO CATCHYYY

SONG 7. FRESH OUT THE SLAMMER

THIS. CAN WE- CAN WE TALK ABOUT THISS??? ITS SOOO GOOD?? Someone on Youtube said that it means that she is running back to her mental health, and now that she is free, I am not sure from Joe or Matty but i dont really give a fuck she is not going to risk anything for the sake of her mental health and idk that theory is actually really goood, and the only thing i can think about while listening to this particular song, but I LOVED LOVED LOVED THIS SONG, THERE ARE SO MANY LYRICS AND RHYTHMS AND MELODIES AND I AM HERE FOR IT AND I LOVE IT, ITS DEFINITELY IN TOP 5.

SONG 8. FLORIDA!!! (FT. FLORENCE + THE MACHINE)

THIS. THIS WAS EVERYTHING I EXPECTED IT TO BE AND SO MUCH MORE I AM LISTENING TO IT ON REPEAT, I MEAN THE WAY FLORENCE'S AND MOTHERS' VOICE MIX???? PERCTIONNN. THE RHYTHM?? PERFECTIONN. THAT ONE PART WHERE FLORENCE IS JUST CASUALLY WEAVING MELODIES LIKE NO BIG DEAL??? THE DRUMS?? THE FUCK ME UP FLORIDA????? MY GOODDDDD THE QUEENS SERVED, THEY ATE AND LEFT NO CRUMBS. THIS SONG IS FOR SURE IN FIRST FIVE.

SONG 9. GUILTY AS SIN

so, this song is like often forgotten by me, like I wouldnt want to listen to it because I can't really remember what happens it BUT. BUT MY DUMBASS ALWAYS ENJOYS ONCE IT STARTS PLAYING CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT THE MELODIESSS??? THERE ARE SOO MANY IN THIS ONE I LOVEE ITTT.

SONG 10. WHO'S AFRAID OF LITTLE OLD ME?

MY. GOD. I THINK I DIED. IT GAVE SO MANY WITCHY VIBESSS, IT WAS LIKE READING A BOOK WHERE THE MAIN CHARACTER IS A WITCH AND ALSO AN ANTI-HERO, IT GAVE SO MUCH MALEFICENT VIBES, ITS LIKE THE PERFECT VIBES OF WRONG ME AND YOU DIE LIKE WHEN SHE SCREAMS WHO'S AFRAID OF LITTLE OLD ME AND THEN SAYS YOU SHOULD BE IN A REALLY LOW VOICE??? CHILLS, LITERAL CHILLS ALL OVER MY BODY,

Someone said it gave evermore and reputation mixed vibes and i have never agreed so fast with someone before

Okayyyy so I end part 2, here go for part 3 here, and for part 1 here, if you have somehow missed it.

LOVE YOU ALWAYSS BYEEE

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[englishindubellay]

ecg 1

IN / AT /ON / INTO / TO / rien

Eloi est arrivé à Angers vendredi, à 8 heures, en septembre, en 2023, dans un bus. S'installer dans une ville, une ville dynamique, un quartier chic, inner cities, the suburbs, to commute to work, the hustle and bustle, a borough

Mathurin m'a dit que le jour de Noël, il est resté chez lui mais que le 31 il est sorti en boite avec ses potes. Le soir de la Saint Sylvestre, le 26 décembre : box..... ….., un fêtard, un invité, , a youth hostel, a B&B, séjourner, un séjour, a journey

Alice pense qu'au Moyen Age et au début (early) du 20ème siècle la vie était meilleure et que la révolution industrielle a été une catastrophe. La machine à vapeur, James Watt, the Spinning Jenny, Thomas Edison, the light bulb, a patent, la mondialisation

Savais-tu qu’Edwin s'était marié (to get married) en janvier dernier et que dans quelques heures il postera des photos de la fête sur Insta. Maintenant, il porte une bague en argent à son annulaire (ring finger). Un enterrement de vie de garçon, le marié, la mariée, le mariage pour tous, to tie the knot, a civil partnership

A chaque fois que Lou va au cinéma, elle s'assoit au dernier rang et sur le chemin du retour, elle achète toujours un muffin. Elle adore les muffins. Cuire au four, un four, ce film a fait un four, it's pitch-black, une recette, de la pâte, des pâtes, de la farine, des ingrédients

Sara m'a demandé d'écrire mon nom en haut de la feuille et non en bas, et de répondre aux questions au dos. Passer un examen, réussir un examen, échouer à un examen

Charlotte a lu dans la presse que le Roi Charles 3, le Roi d’Angleterre, avait été à l’hôpital C'est vrai, il était à la London Clinic au centre de Londres. A GP, a hospital ward, an ear, nose and throat doctor, une ordonnance, prendre un rendez-vous, to be off sick.

Tilian m'a dit qu'il y avait 50 chambres dans cet hôtel mais qu'il n'avait jamais séjourné dans cet hôtel. Comment peut-il savoir ça ? (at et in : trouvez le bon au bon endroit) The lobby, Ne pas déranger, Complet, être surclassé, annuler une réservation, un hôtel économique, un hôtel 4 étoiles

D'après Iris, le voyage dans le bus était long et fatigant mais que cela valait le coup. Maintenant, elle travaille dans une ferme en Irlande pour perfectionner son anglais. Woofing, couch surfing, no camping, car-pooling, the sharing economy, upcycling

Antoine m'a raconté que le criminel avait été envoyé en prison, que son complice avait été emmené à l'hôpital, que sa femme et ses enfants avaient été conduits à l'aéroport. Je n'irai pas voir ce film car c'est trop déprimant ! Binge watching, le film est sous-titré en anglais

Julie voulait savoir à quelle heure ses amis étaient arrivés à Londres. Je lui ai dit qu'il étaient arrivés à l'aéroport à 22 heures, et qu'ils étaient à l'hôtel à 23 heures et au lit à minuit. Un ami à elle, c'est dans le besoin que l'on reconnaît ses vrais amis, my bestie, se faire des amis, un pote, un camarade de classe, a comrade, a pal

Mahaut se souvient que Marine est montée dans sa voiture, puis qu'elle en est descendue et qu'elle est entrée dans la maison, puis elle ne l'a plus jamais reve. Descendre d'un bus, descendre d'une voiture, descendre un escalier, il l'a descendu d'un coup de feu, she downed her vodka

La mère de Quitterie lui a dit de ne pas sortir sous la pluie, de ne pas regarder les infos à la télé, de ne pas rester au téléphone des heures. Quitterie en a marre : elle est en grève ! Un malheur n'arrive jamais seul (it never ...). Il pleut à verse. Une bruine, une tempête de neige, une tempête, come rain or shine …

[beatlesonline-blog]

[debgall]

She is like “Can someone tell the person who draw me to stop being that perfectionnist?” 

Blablaland below 

I once pass a test about perfectionnism and I deliberately lie about an item cause I was afraid they would think I was lying to be too much perfectionnist. The reality is that when I invest myself body and soul, I rarely finish or I take so long to hesitate that the end is often botched. It's like this story that I dream of writing (not in English don't worry) but words fail me as there are so many combinations to describe a single event. My brain has a fixed image but is unable to transcribe it in the real world!

That why you see only wip here. It is like a therapy to surpass this way of doing. Or else I’ll be stuck all my life doing nothing! 

#elf #practice #draw #illustration #wip #portrait #sketch #debgall #confession

[maddiesbookshelves]

Finishing School #1-4 by Gail Carriger (December 2020)

Fourteen-year-old Sophronia is a great trial to her poor mother. Sophronia is more interested in dismantling clocks and climbing trees than proper manners--and the family can only hope that company never sees her atrocious curtsy. Mrs. Temminnick is desperate for her daughter to become a proper lady. So she enrolls Sophronia in Mademoiselle Geraldine's Finishing Academy for Young Ladies of Quality.

But Sophronia soon realizes the school is not quite what her mother might have hoped. At Mademoiselle Geraldine's, young ladies learn to finish...everything. Certainly, they learn the fine arts of dance, dress, and etiquette, but they also learn to deal out death, diversion, and espionage - in the politest possible ways, of course. Sophronia and her friends are in for a rousing first year's education.

Would I recommend it to anyone? Absolutely. It's a really good series where there's steampunk, werewolves, vampires and conspiracies everywhere (as expected from spies in training). And the characters are endearing.

Level of (dis)satisfaction based on the summary and my expectations? The first time I read it was after The Parasol Protectorate (for which I have a review here) so I didn't really know what to expect in terms of maturity but in the end it was pretty well-balanced. And I now prefer this series to the other original one.

y thoughts on it? I love Sophronia. She's a good MC, we can see right away why she was recruited by the school : she's smart, thinks and reacts fast, and she knows how to take charge. Soap (bless his heart) is adorable and we see their relationship evolve throughout the books, which I always love. Having Felix in the middle makes for an interesting love triangle, different than most YA love triangles. The other secondary characters are pretty cool too, although I'm a little biased because we see a bit of the childhood/teenhood of two character from The Parasol Protectorate whom I really like.

Aside from that, the idea of a school that teaches young girls how to spy and kill with elegance and good manners is pure genius. The villains' evil masterplan also fills out the 4 books well and actually makes sense, which is good. Once my TBR is a bit smaller, I'll try to read the spin-off novel about Sophronia's best friend.

French version under the cut

C'est une chose que d’apprendre à faire une révérence comme il faut. C'en est une autre que d'apprendre à la faire en lançant un couteau Angleterre, début du XIXe siècle. Sophronia, 14 ans, est un défi permanent pour sa pauvre mère : elle préfère démonter les horloges et grimper aux arbres qu’apprendre les bonnes manières ! Mme Temminnick désespère que sa fille devienne jamais une parfaite lady, aussi inscrit-elle Sophronia au Pensionnat de Mlle Géraldine pour le perfectionnement des jeunes dames de qualité. Mais Sophronia comprend très vite que cette école n’est peut-être pas exactement ce que sa mère avait en tête. Certes, les jeunes filles y apprennent l’art de la danse, celui de se vêtir et l’étiquette ; mais elles apprennent aussi à donner la mort, l’art de la diversion, et l’espionnage – le tout de la manière la plus civilisée possible, bien sûr.

Est-ce que tu le conseillerais à quelqu’un ? Totalement. C’est vraiment une bonne série, y’a du steampunk, des loups-garous, des vampires et des complots un peu partout (comme on peut s’y attendre avec des apprentis espionnes). Puis les personnages sont attachants.

Niveau de déception/satisfaction par rapport au résumé et tes attentes ? La première fois que je l’ai lu c’était après Le Protectorat de l’Ombrelle donc je savais pas trop à quoi m’attendre niveau maturité mais au final c’était vraiment bien équilibré. Et maintenant je préfère cette série à l’originale.

Avis sans spoiler ? J’adore Sophronia. C’est un bon personnage principal, on voit de suite pourquoi elle a été recrutée par l’école : elle est intelligente et elle pense vite, elle est réactive et sait prendre des initiatives. Soap, bless his heart est adorable et on voit l’évolution de leur relation. Avec Félix au milieu, c’est un triangle amoureux intéressant pas comme ceux qu’on voit dans les autres romans de YA. Les autres personnages secondaires sont vraiment bien aussi. Après je suis un peu biaisée parce qu’on voit une partie de l’enfance/adolescence de deux personnages que j’aime bien dans l’autre série.

En dehors de ça, l’idée de l’école qui forme des jeunes filles à tuer et espionner avec classe et bonnes manières, c’est du génie. Et le plan machiavélique des méchants remplit bien les 4 livres et tient la route, ce qui est un plus. Quand ma TBR pile aura baissé un peu, je verrai de lire le spin off sur la meilleure amie de Sophronia.

#finishing school #gail carriger #YA books #steampunk #le pensionnat de mlle geraldine #books #book review #book recommendations #booklr

[little-dragon-stories]

King Epilogue (the end)

Royal au fic pairing female reader and Kwon JiYong

Feat: YoungBae, TaeHyung, MinHo and SeoJoon (just because  I had their face in mind when I pictured their character)

W.C: 7650

Warnings: None. Fluffiness overload.

Disclaimer: Everything in this story is fictional. There is no research to be politically  accurate or to fit a certain period of time or place. In one word, it’s all invented.

Thank you, to the few readers that stick to this big adventure. Thank you for your likes and your sweet comments. I appreciate it, always. 

Epilogue 2 is written in collaboration with @aspaceformyselffics09​. Since she was my muse editor, since she helped me give birth and nurtured this fic, I felt it was natural for us to close this serie together. Thanks love, you helped me perfectionnate my writing. You are an angel in my life and I love you.

I’m really emotional to end that serie. You have no idea how many hours I spent on it. Not that I was forced to, of course. But I enjoyed writing it so much, I needed to write. So, enjoy that last part with those wonderful characters that I love with all my heart. I will miss them. 

Epilogue 1

A few days after the trial

JiYong was sitting on the floor of the executive room, his legs crossed under him. He didn’t know what to expect, when HyeJin requested an official audience with him, using the official procedure. As she walked towards him, previously announced by the servants, he was intrigued.

“Thank you for receiving me, CheonHa” she bowed, using all the decorum required when you officially meet a king. 

He waited for the servant to pour the tea into their cups and asked everyone to leave the room afterwards. Finally alone, he spoke.

“There is no need to be this official with me and you know it’.

“In that case, it was necessary CheonHa. I have a request to make and I didn't want you to think that I was not absolutely sure of my choice or that I wasn't serious. I wanted it to follow the official procedure”.

“What is it, HyeJin?”

She cleared her throat, nervous. 

“So, I’m gonna just say it. I want to be dethroned. I no longer want to be queen, nor to be your wife. It’s an official request I make, CheonHa”.

She took him by surprise and on the spur of the moment, he didn’t know what to say. He sipped his tea in silence, warming his hands on the cup.

“Why, all of sudden?”

“Please, grant me this favor even though I don’t deserve it.  But also, I have always respected your choices and I have always been by your side despite everything. I have taken my role with all the seriousness required”. 

Feeling that she was caught up by emotions, he took her hands in his and spoke to her softly.

“HyeJin, I haven’t said no. I’m just asking questions. I want to know why you suddenly want it. That’s all. There must be a reason, right? In more than 5 years of marriage, you brought it up for the first time. Is it because of Y/n? If it’s because of her, she is fine with it. She knew about us”

She calmly breathed in, trying by all means not to lose control of her voice. She didn’t want to cry in front of her husband and friend. She wanted to leave proudly. She felt emotions twisting her guts but she managed to control herself. 

“It’s partly because of her, yes. In all honesty, I don’t believe I deserve to be a queen anymore. No, don’t interrupt me, please. It’s already hard for me to tell you all this” she told him when he tried to interrupt her.

“I’m sorry. You can go on”.

“Twice majesty! You almost died twice by the hand of the man I shared my life with. I never noticed anything. I hope that you believe me when I say so. If I would have noticed, I would have taken our son and came under your protection. I wouldn’t have stayed quiet about it. Please, forgive me. I was completely blind”.

“I forgive you, HyeJin. I already told you”.

“I know. Majesty… I was so in love with him, I never realised he was using me. He never loved me for real. He was only praising my beauty. I’m sorry, I will say something shocking but the only thing he wanted from me was to… you know. Fuck me. I was a trophy for him.”

“HyeJin, I actually do believe that he loved you. He loved you a lot, when we were younger. He just changed. His ambitions changed him. And he lost himself along the way”.

“I should have noticed that he was not taking me in his arms afterwards. I should have noticed he was not looking at me tenderly. I should have noticed he was not in love with me anymore. But I was blind. And twice he tried to kill you. I gave it a thought recently. His behavior had changed towards the end, you know what I mean? He was saying bad things to me, about you. About our son. About me. I didn’t recognize him anymore”

He increased the pressure of his hold on her hands. In a soft unspoken reassurance. He was sad for her. He could only imagine what it was like for HyJin to go through what she did. He nodded but didn’t answer. He wanted her to go on.

“I should have understood something was going on when he and Kyo were talking in japanese. They had all the liberty they wanted to plot! I didn’t understand a word”.

“Don’t be too rough on yourself, you loved him. It’s normal not to doubt the person you love”.

“Y/n, the first time she met him, she sized him. She did majesty. She was able to read inside of him and she managed to make him talk and betrayed himself. She did all that so bravely, even though he was threatening her. It took her one single conversation with the man and she knew. How stupid that makes me? I spent my entire life by his side and I never suspected him”.

“First, don’t forget that she didn’t have an easy life on the plantation. Unfortunately, she’s used to this kinds of men. She is also very talented at reading people’s intentions. She reads me like an open book. But that being said, she knew I was suspecting him. We were working together to find evidence against SoYoung. And the day she met him, she had found those evidence. Without her help, the country could have been facing a crisis right now”.

HyeJin smiled at her husband.

“She makes you happy, right? You never smiled that much before you met her. I was not used to seeing that beautiful and shy smile” she teased. “See, the way you look at her, I never experienced it. I would like to be free again so I too, can find love. To be perfectly honest with you, I’d rather be loved than be a queen. I was always a pathetic romantic”.

“Yah! You aren’t pathetic at all. But romantic, yes. You always have been. With your personality and your charisma, you’ll find love. Real love. I have no doubt. And you deserve to be loved HyeJin. You do”.

“I want to add something, if I may”

“Yah, of course you can”

“Apparently, your ex courtesans didn’t really appreciate being away from your bed and they already have spread the word that you had a woman in your life. Now that you have called her ‘love’ and ‘my woman’ in front of the audience at the trial, the word has spread fast. Now, our people, they all know that we are husband and wife on paper only. And majesty, I don’t want to play that game anymore”.

“You are right. I was also thinking about our wedding too, to be honest. Also, about the kids that both you and me could have in the future. With the beautiful nightdresses you gifted Y/n, there is no doubt we’ll be waiting for a little baby soon”.

She burst out laughing.

“Ooooh! I knew you would love it. She must be hard to resist, indeed. I think that her charm lies in the fact that she doesn't know she is irresistible”.

“She has many charms, believe me. But seriously, I was having a thought for our future babies. Let’s say you have a kid later, will I have to acknowledge this child even though he would already have a father? Would it be fair for the man that will share your life? You know what I mean?”

“I know what you mean majesty. Same if you and Yn have one. I think it’s better if that child would be recognised as a prince or princess by blood. Not some kind of ‘bastard’. Now, our country is peaceful but if conflicts happen, your child has to be protected and recognised as a royal member of the family. Not a bastard, even if I know you would never treat a child like this. People might in case of conflicts.”

“I came to the exact, same conclusion. So, I will accept your request. And thank you, it will allow me to marry the woman I love”.

Relieved, she bowed at him as a thank you.

“Good luck with that, majesty. People call her Duljjae mama and she keeps stopping them. Each time, she explains to them how she doesn’t want to be a queen. Really, I wish you good luck”

“Nah, she loves me. She’ll marry me. Don’t worry”. 

She smiled tenderly.

“I know she will. You were made to be together”.

“HyeJin, I have to say. In the circumstances, you were the best queen I could have ever asked for. I don’t regret that you shared those years together with me. And we raised Channie together. We did a great job, right?”

“Yes, majesty. We raised a beautiful little boy. Speaking of which, he’ll turn 5 soon. We’ll have to prepare something, right ?”

“Yes, we’ll have to. Wait, before that. I have a request too”.

“Oooh! What is it?”

“Because we have a son, because our son is the prince. I would like it if you continue to live inside the palace walls. You can even keep the queen’s quarters, if you want. Y/n won’t be living there, we will always share the same bed”.

“I’m not sure. I don’t deserve this house, I won’t have any titles. It wouldn’t be fair for Y/n”

“She won’t mind, I’m sure of it. Also, it’s for Channie’s security. He will be visiting his mom you know. If you go live in the village, I think yours and his security could be compromised”.

“Okay for a house inside the palace’s borders. But I don’t want to keep the same house, please. It reminds me of him”.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t think about it. Stay in Channie’s for now, he loves to have his mom with him and you have enough room. We’ll think of something”.

She took the bag she had brought with her and took out the crown she wore on official occasions. The gesture was symbolic and both HyeJin and Jiyong were moved. 

“Thank you for being a wonderful queen, all those years, HyeJin”

‘Thank you too, Majesty for accepting me in your life and opening your heart to me”

“We’ll stay friends?”

“Agreed. We’ll stay friends”.

Epilogue 2 

2 years after the trial

“How is my little princess doing?” JiYong asked you with his hoarse sleep voice as soon as he woke up. You have tried your best not to wake him up but SaeJi was so thirsty, she was drinking her milk like a little greedy She was lapping and humming vigorously. He sat straight in the bed and stroked the fine black hair that covered the head of the little princess, right after he kissed your shoulder. He had a tender smile on his face. Exhausted, you yawn loudly.

“She’s doing just fine now that she drinks”

“But she was drinking an hour ago, is she sick?”

“No, it was 5 hours ago. You slept like a log!”

“Really? You should have woke me up, I would have helped”

“Nah, there’s not much you can do anyway, I’d rather let you sleep. You work so hard, you need to rest”.

“And so do you, my love” he kissed your temple and leaned on the same pillow as you to get a glimpse of his daughter.

For you, it was very important that your daughter would be fed by you and not from a nurtured mother from the village. You wanted to create that bond between mother and child that you witnessed in the plantation. Even though it was not conventional for a queen to do it, JiYong agreed when he noticed how you had it at heart.

“Aaaw, isn’t she adorable? I can’t believe that we’ll be celebrating her 100 days today. I wonder how our lives would be without her. We would have a lot of free time, right?” 

“Says the king of Korea” you laughed. “My dear husband that I love with all my heart and with all my respect, you have no idea what spare time means”

He chuckled, poking your side tenderly. 

“Yah! I’m better than before, you can’t complaint! Since I know you I take all my evenings and even 1 or 2 days a week”.

“Oooh! You’re almost lazy now!” you teased him before you put your attention back to your  princess. You kissed your daughter’s precious hand that was grabbing your finger. “Happy birthday my little girl! Daddy’s right, how was our life without you? Can you tell me?” 

She was the first child you and JiYong had together and it was not an easy pregnancy. Even less an easy delivery. You had pushed many hours and lost a lot of blood, she was not coming out. The doctor had to use an emergency method or both of you would have died. JiYong was paler than you, after she was finally born. Scared like he had never been before to lose his wife or his baby. But it was worth it. She was worth all the sacrifices and wounds it required and you would do it again without hesitation. All of this because the little miss wanted to come on this planet her own way: she was not presenting her head but her little butts instead and there was no way she could be delivered like this without a medical help. On the plantation, you wouldn’t have survived.

The surgeon that operated on you said it was impossible for you to have another child, that he had to remove some “feminine” parts. Therefore, SaeJi will be your one and only baby. You were not sad or mad about it, it was life. Things have to be like that and there is nothing you can do about it. And although JiYong was a little deceived, he was happy to be able to make love to his woman, like he loves to call you. That without being scared that she may die afterwards, from giving birth. He had his little prince and princess, he was satisfied. His family was complete, now. Your family was complete.

You heard a little snore and remembered, Channie was asleep in a small mat near SaeJi’s crib. He didn’t want to leave his little sister’s side ever since she was born. He took his role very seriously. Following your gaze, JiYong looked at his son. He was now almost 7 years old and he couldn't be prouder of the little man he became. He didn’t resist the temptation and got up to kiss Channie’s cheek while he tucked him with the blanket that had slid down the mattress.

“Our little prince is tired, I made him exercise today. I wanted him to spent energy”

“You’re almost a mother for him, my son has 2 moms! You’re adorable”.

“Nah, I’m sexy” you said, giggling. No, you didn’t feel sexy at all with your big circles under your eyes, your messy hair, your dry skin. Not to mention the weight that you didn’t lose yet and made you feel like your body didn’t belong to you anymore. But JiYong was telling you every hour of the day how much he loved you and that he didn’t care at all about your weight. 

“Yes, indeed you are. My sexy queen”.

“aaaw! I love you Kwon JiYong”.

“I love you, Kwon Y/n” you welcomed him back on the bed with a tender kiss.

Your daughter stopped drinking but didn't seem to want to sleep. The little devil displayed her biggest smile, making all sorts of sounds. The milk came out of her mouth and as if she were discovering this for the first time, she started making bubbles with it. Like for everything that she did, JiYong was under her charm. His eyes shone when he looked at her and a blissful smile adored his face.

“Daaw! Look at my little princess. I love her so much. I knew I could love that much, because of Channie, of course. But I didn’t remember how it was in the beginning. She’s so small. You know, at her age, she is totally under our responsibility. There is no arguing, no confrontation. Nothing else than pure love and adoration”

“I know, right?”

SaeJi seemed to agree with that too. She was smiling brightly at her father’s voice, trying to catch his face with her clumsy hands. 

“I think she loves her appa very much”. 

“Of course she does” he said,cupping her cheeks. “She’s daddy’s little girl, after all. Let me take care of her. Go back to sleep, love. I’ll play with her for a while”.

“Thank you” you said, placing her in his arms and turning to face the other way. 

“Oooh, you accept the offer tonight? Interesting”

“Yes, you can’t go very far in the middle of the night anyway. Now, if you’ll let me sleep” you said, a smile in your voice.

You didn’t hear the question he asked only a minute later. You were already far gone in dreamland.

The morning came too fast for your liking. But it was the life of all the new parents. You were more than lucky, you couldn't complain. Not a lot of people had a delegation of maids, servants, chef and housekeepers. The only thing you had to do was to take care of your own self and SaeJi.

The hundred day  birthday party for the princess was this afternoon. Your private garden being too small to welcome all your friends and their family, the convivial event will take place outside your quarters. Near the artificial lake between the bridge on stilts and your apartments, there was a beautiful clearing and you had a huge white silk marquee installed. Lots of lanterns were set up for later tonight, when the sun would set. Beautiful flowers bouquets were displayed all around the place.  Being a queen had some advantages. All you had to do was to planify things. The maids and servants did all the job and you didn’t have to lift one single finger.  You were grateful for the help they provide every day. 

“By the way, HyeJin said she’ll be introducing her ´friend’ ” JiYong told you as he was dressing up with the help of his valets.

“Ooh, finally. Tae asked me if he could come with his lover as well, it cannot be her, right? We would have known…”

“Nah, I’m not feeling it” JiYong answered, thinking “No, Chan told us that she was seeing a scholar, right?”

“True, where’s my head! I guess I gave all my intelligence to my little girl, I can’t think straight anymore!”

JiYong laughed and mocked you “I didn’t want to mention it but now that you bring the topic, I can only agree with that”

“Yaaah! You think you’re funny?” You pretend to be upset but laughed nevertheless under the tender gaze of the staff.

The end of the afternoon finally arrived. The day had been exhausting. You had to work on the final details of the party. But the worst had been to contain the hectic joy of Channie, who constantly hopped around you and JiYong. With the noises of the background of the servants carrying the cutlery containing a multitude of fruits, dye meat and fish, rice cake, kimbap and appetizers of all kinds to sustent you while waiting for the main meal, you welcomed your friends with your husband by your side. Channie had monopolised Tae and a man that he brought with him, as soon as he saw him arrive. Tae’s love for children, especially yours, Seo’s and YoungBae’s, was endless and he never spared his efforts to prove them. Ever. You smiled, looking at them. 

“Will you carry me on your shoulders, uncle Tae?” Channie’s little voice reached you.

“You’re kind of heavy now, my prince. But if it’s what you want, I will do it, for sure” he answered, bowing and using an unnecessary formal language.

A few minutes into the party, HyeJin showed up, a tall man by her side. He seemed rather nervous and shy with his cute dimples showing as his lips curved into a smile, his eyes never leaving HyeJin’s as they make their way towards you. You can feel their love towards each other ooze out of them with just how tenderly they gazed at each other. Just the sight was enough to make your heart full.

“Mama, CheonHa. I would like you to meet my… my… my companion” HyeJin timidly stated. She was ravishing, with her hair braided and up in a knot on the back of her hair. She always had been a beautiful woman, too beautiful to be even human for your eyes. But the way she looked at him, made her even more stunning. Her eyes were glistening and her smile seemed bright. You have never seen her like that, free from worries and joyful.

“Please HyeJin, I beg you. Don’t use formalities with us, and even less when we meet in private like this.”

“It’s the habit JiYong ssi. I’m sorry. So, I would like to introduce you to my new partner. Well, the only one I had since… let’s not talk about it”

The more she was nervous, the more her companion seemed nervous too. Both of them influencing the other’s state of mind, like a couple in perfect harmony. You came to her rescue, that poor HyeJin was never nervous before. It was cute and adorable to see her like that because of a man.

“Hi” you introduce yourself, bowing at the beautiful man standing straight and tall in front of you. “My name is Y/n. Please don’t call me anything else than by my name. I’m glad to meet you. I think I’ve met you once, at HyeJin boutique, right?”.

“It’s my honor, Mama. I’m more than happy that you accepted to meet me in your private event. And yes, I was in her boutique once when you came to deliver the books you had translated”.

“The honor is ours. Here’s my husband, JiYong”.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, your Majesty,” The man bowed to the both of you, “I’m Kim Namjoon.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you too Namjoon- ssi,” You both returned Namjoon’s greeting before Jiyong stopped and looked up in surprise, “Wait, I might be wrong, but you mean, you’re The Kim Namjoon?”

Namjoon looked at the three of you confused.

“You’re a scholar. I heard all about you,” Jiyong continued, “ You’re known for a lot of philosophical thoughts and lectures you gave across the country. They were really inspiring I must say.”

Namjoon beamed at him, almost shy of the attention trained in on him, “I’m glad you found them inspiring your Majesty.”

“let me guess, you’re the one who gave Channie all sorts of mathematical problems to solve?”

“Yes, I did. I hope that it didn’t bother you.” 

“On the contrary, I think it’s wonderful. It kept that little boy busy for half a day last week. He was placing rocks by groups, trying to figure how to resolve the problem”.

“Yes, I remember, he was obsessed by that until he resolved it” Ji agreed “So, you and HyeJin are together?”

“Yes”, “Sort of, I guess” they answered at the same time. But sharing a history that you don’t know about, they looked at each other’s eyes and laughed.

“Sort of?” HyeJin questioned, holding onto his arm “What do you mean, sort of? she laughed. Clearly those two shared something.

“I mean, you are unconventional and you made it clear that you didn’t want us to be a regular couple, I didn’t know what to answer according to…” he scratched the back of his head, his cheeks turning pink in shyness. 

“Aaaaw, that’s my clever man. He’s an intellectual, you know” she said, looking at you and JiYong. “I love him, you have no idea how I love him but he cannot give a simple answer to a simple question. He has to analyse it and give all perspectives. I found it adorable,” she said, looking at NamJoon in the eyes.

“This is the cutest thing I saw today” you said smiling brightly at them. You cannot say that you became best friends with her, it was not with her that you shared your secrets for example. But she became a person you met regularly to share a tea and talk. She was important in your life and you could always rely on each other.

“Love, you forgot our princess. She is the cutest little thing we saw today” JiYong said half serious.

“He’s a proud appa, you’ll have to forgive him. Where is she, by the way?”

“Last time I saw her she was in YoungBae’s arms” HyeJin answered, scrutinizing the area to see if she could see the princess.

“Very good, I’ll go feed her, she’ll be thirsty soon”.

“I’m glad that I met you, Mama and you too, your Majesty,” NamJoon politely said, bowing to the both of you one last time. 

“My pleasure NamJoon. I hope you’ll take good care of HyeJin, she is an amazing person,” You said.

“It’s my pleasure too,” Jiyong added, “ Namjoon - ssi, if you’re up for it, I would love it if you can deliver a talk for me and my ministers at the royal court someday.”

“I would love to, your Majesty,” Namjoon said and then turned towards you, “I will definitely look after HyeJin, mama. I promise that.”

With that both Namjoon and HyeJin left hand in hand to enjoy the rest of the party. Once they were out of sight, you turned around looking for your baby princess. It was almost difficult to locate her because most of your close friends were already enamoured with her and couldn’t stop spoiling the little one to bits. Well, not that you blame them. You and JiYong weren’t any better yourselves. 

And that was when you finally found her. She was wrapped in Taehyung’s arms, who was carefully cradling her and cooing at her as she made tiny noises. There was a small man standing next to him. You wondered if he’s one of Taehyung’s new friends because that kid collected friends like people collected stamps. He was gazing at Taehyung with a soft expression on his face, as Tae continued playing with the princess in his arms. 

“Tae, I need my princess. I’ll go and feed her before we’ll sit to eat”.

“Nah, she’s not hungry at all. Let me spoil myself just a little bit more, pretty pleaseee?”

“Oh! My!  You visit us every single day! You’ll have the chance to see her very soon. You’re such a baby sometimes” you laughed. 

Tae has been visiting you very often lately. Sitting with you, sipping tea and talking. Always offering you to take care of your daughter when he wanted you to rest or just relax. He was a wonderful uncle for Channie too, making him laugh and playing with him. He was keeping him busy when you were feeding the princess, too. But that being said,  that man was almost a mystery for you. From one side, he was talkative like an open book, unable to keep a secret from you. Asking for your advice on this and that.  But when it touches his love life, he would only answer your many questions by playfully winking at you and saying, “You’ll know soon enough, Noona”.

“Are you complaining? I visit you because I love my niece and nephew, where’s the problem?”

“You don’t come a bit for me too?” you pretended to pout.

“Mmmm, no, not really!”

You burst into laughter. You will always love that man, his energy and his sense of humor. He was always the one people could misinterpret, because of his carefree attitude. He seemed like someone who wasn't serious or implied. But on contrary, his out of the box thinking, gave him the opportunity to see things always in a different perspective. He was able to analyse things like no one else.

“Seriously though, I want you to meet someone,” He said beaming, his signature boxy smile spreading across his face, as he gathers the man next to him in one arm and pulls him closer to him, “Noona, meet Yoongi Hyung.”

“Hyung, this is my Noona, Y/n. She’s the mother of this little mochi ball princess, here and the most amazing queen of this kingdom!  Y/n, this is Yoongi Hyung.The love of my life!” He declared, a proud expression on his face.

“Oh my!” You exclaimed, looking back and forth at the two of them. From where you were standing you could see Yoongi's face heat up as he looks at both you and Tae in a mix of nervousness and flustered panic. 

“It’s so nice to finally meet you, Yoongi -ssi,” You cry out, taking one of Yoongi’s hands in yours while shaking it vigorously. You weren’t sure why you feel so emotional about this. You don’t know if it’s the euphoria of finally unravelling Tae’s secret love life or because the whole idea of the man you considered your little brother finally falling in love, “Welcome to our family. And please feel free to visit us next time Tae comes around. I would be very happy to get to know you.”

“I would definitely love to, Mama,” Yoongi says as he bows to you politely, “Tae speaks of you a lot. You’re a very important person to him. And thus, you’re important to me too. And of course that counts your family too.”

“Tae, how is he so perfect?” You ask, your hands over your chest. To which Tae just flashes you a dazzling smile, “I know right? I knew you would love him. I guess I got really lucky.”

Yoongi didn’t say anything to that, probably because of how timid and shy he got. You could tell by the way his cheeks got pink. 

“Aaaww Hyung, are you blushing?” Tae cooed from beside you. To which Yoongi just snorted and mumbled, “You wish.”

“ I bet you had a lot of fun watching me trying to set you up with HyeJin,” You pouted.

“Nah,” Tae replied, “I was too busy courting my man.”

“Yah!”

“But really, when I met Hyung, I knew that no one else was going to stand a chance.”

“Aaaww Tae,” You cooed and then gazed at the couple tenderly, “But, regardless, I’m so happy you found each other.”

“Me too Noona.”

You felt a movement on your back, it was JiYong that had stopped to greet someone on his way to you. When your gaze met his, you fondly smiled at each other. Observing the scene, those tender emotions that flashed into your eyes, Tae went nostalgic. 

“Noona, you know, who would have predicted that we would be living a life like this now? We were so lucky to have crossed the king’s path. Right? I can’t thank him enough. He’ll have my eternal respect for taking us out of that misery”.

“And mine too,” Yoongi said from beside him as he smiled sweetly at Tae.

“Oh, I know what you mean,” You agree, “He really loves you too you know? As a brother, as a trusted soldier. He knows you’re loyal to him. He loves and respects you a lot!”.

“He does?” Tae asks, his eyes going wide.

“Yes, of course. He’s not always the most demonstrative but you’re important to him. You, Seo and YoungBae are his people”.

“True, he’s not very demonstrative. His actions speak louder than his words”. 

“Aaaw! I know a woman like that, who’s actions speak loud. Even through her words too.

“What do you mean?” you asked as you felt his comment was about you.

“You, noona, who always gave me a part of her oatmeal while we lived at the plantation. My noona, who always made sure that i was not lonely. Who made sure I felt some sort of kindness as a child. You were always showering me with so much love. I felt blessed.”

“You were just a small kid Tae, someone has to take care of you”.

“That someone was you Noona, thank you”

Overwhelmed by Tae’s open display of affection, you just blinked and waved him off, your heart 

filled to the brim with emotions. That was when JiYong arrived from behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. You leaned into his touch. It was more than welcome. He lured you against him and put his chin on your shoulder, kissing you when you turned to look at him.

“How’s my woman doing?” he asked, hugging you tighter and humming in contentment.

“Stop calling me that, would you?” You smiled, feeling loved by so many people today.

“Nah! I love it too much. Hello princess” he said, reaching a hand to caress her hair. Tae giggled as he shifted closer to Ji, to give him more access to his daughter. While also trying to balance her better in his arms. 

“Don’t drop her Tae!” Ji exclaimed, “ She gets heavier by drinking all that milk”.

You and Tae looked at each other, trying to see in each other’s eyes the hint of either JiYong was serious or not. It appeared that he was and both of you laughed at his overprotective attitude.

“Yah! Ji! Of course Tae won’t drop her. She’s not even 10 pounds! You really have to relax.”

“I’m sorryyyy! She’s just my tiny baby princess. Look at her. I don’t want anything bad to happen to her”.

“Don’t worry, Tae is strong enough! I’m pretty sure of it!” You blinked at your husband.

“I shall relax, right?”

“Yes, my beautiful man. You should relax a little bit. But at the same time, you’re so gaga for our daughter, it’s endearing!” you said, fondly caressing his cheek. “But don’t be too scared, we both know that Tae is taking care of her with all the delicacy and responsibility like we do.” 

“You two are the best couple ever! You know that, right?” Tae state, looking at one after the other with his cute little face.

“I agree with that! Now, I’ll go feed her before we eat diner” Tae gave you your princess and you welcomed her in your arms with a big smile. 

“Hello my baby princess, you missed your mom? Yes? I missed you too” you said, pressing her against your chest. 

As everyone present was adoring you and the princess, that was when JiYong noticed the man beside Tae. 

“Oh Taehyung! Another friend of yours?” JiYong asked, looking back and forth between the two.

“Oh! Ji!” You exclaim, animated, “This is Yoongi - ssi, the love of Tae’s life! His words!” You giggled.

“Our little TaeHyung had met someone?” Jiyong asked, his face breaking out into a tender smile, “That’s nice! It’s nice to meet you, Yoongi -ssi”. 

“It’s an honor to meet you too, your majesty,” Yoongi bows politely. 

“I invited Yoongi to visit us, one day”, You said excitedly, “I’m sure you won’t mind.”

“Of course” JiYong’s attention went back to YoonGi. “He’s always welcome at our home. Anyone important to Tae is also important to us right?”

“See Hyung?” TaeHyung broke into a wide smile at Jiyong’s words, “I told you they would love you. There was no reason to be so stressed about meeting them”.

“I was not that worried,” Yoongi grumbled, his mouth forming into an adorable pout, “You’re exaggerating.” 

Tae cooed at the older while Yoongi sulked and you couldn’t help but soften at their bickering. It was cute to watch them together. 

Meanwhile, SeoJoon arrived, with his daughter MiNa sitting on his shoulders. Enjoying her ride.Carefully leaning forward to have a better look at the little birthday girl, he reached a delicate hand and carefully patted her belly.

“Ah!! Look at her! The princess is more beautiful every time I see her. When will this stop? She looks like you, Y/n. The more she grows, the more she has your features”.

“I agree, my princess has nothing from me. I gave it all to Chan.” JiYong commented, smiling. “And look at you, little MiNa! You’re so cute, dressed in yellow today. That color suits you well” Ji complimented her as he grabbed her calf. “Do you have a good time today?” He asked, grabbing her hand.

“Thank you uncle King, I have a dood time and I ate a lot of food” she mispronounced cutely. 

“You spare your legs for later? Will you dance with me?” 

“Oh! Yes, uncle King. I will dance with you. You will let me jump on your feet?”

“Absolutely. But don’t say it out loud, Y/n could have the idea too and she’s so tall, it would hurt my feet!”

“Kwon JiYong, you’re terrible” you laughed while you poked his side with one hand. You couldn’t add anything. Meanwhile Channie arrived in front of you all.  He had a bouquet of flowers in his hands. He probably had escaped the event for a couple of minutes and collected them in the fields around. Breathless, he handed you the precious gift.

“I have picked a bouquet of flowers for you and one for mother,” he said, smiling. A quick gaze at HyeJin told you that she, too, had received flowers. 

“Amazing, thank you Channie. It’s very sweet of you. You know how much I love flowers.”

“Yes, but also, it’s because I want to have you by my side when I’ll ask something to abeoji”.

“Ooh!” you said, confused. “What do you want to ask him?”.

He shifted weight from one leg to another, uncertain.

“Ok, I’ll tell you. After all, Uncle Seo and Uncle Tae can help me too. Hum Hum” he cleared his throat. 

“Yah, Channie! It cannot be that bad. What have you done, you mischievous little one” JiYong jokes, not sure if he had to be anxious or not about the situation. 

“The thing is…” Channie started but suddenly stopped, breathing in through his nose. His serious attitude concerned you. He seemed to be nervous and happy at the same time. But at 7 years old, he couldn't have done anything really bad, right?

“Yes… go on” JiYong said, looking in your eyes, trying to see if you knew what it was about. You shrug your shoulders, as ignorant as him. “Chan, what’s going on? Spit the beans.”

“So,” he started, serious. “I know, I was somewhere I shouldn’t have been. But Master Kim was not far behind. We were having a lesson and he brought me to the village you know, to demonstrate his point. The guards were with us, but yes… I admit… I took a different row then them at the market.  But we should focus on the most important thing here, please abeoji…”

JiYong was looking at his son, waiting patiently for him to continue. He had no idea where that story would go but was smiling widely at Chan’s cuteness.

“You won’t understand because you’re too old…” he continued as the adults that you were, exchanged looks, smiling. Channie sighed loudly, a theatrical look on his face. “So I met this girl… It was love at first sight”

“Ooooh!’ all of you exclaimed at the same time.

“She is 12 years old. She and her mom sell rice cake sticks at the market. I told her that I would come later to ask her hand to her father”.

“Aaaaw! So cute”, “What did she answered?” you spoke at the same time, touched by so much naivety.

“I will always remember her answer. She told me ‘come back when you’re older, little punk’ and she gave me a stick of rice cake. I’m completely under her charm. Dad, I’m telling you. She’s the one I want to marry.  Her answer, it means yes, right abeoji?”

“Your son has a little something for older women,” you said to JiYong. You had to precise your thought, when he lifted his eyebrow at you. “You don’t remember? He’s the first Kwon that asked for my hand”  he started to laugh, remembering the souvenir. You then added looking at Seo, Tae and Yoongi, “Also I have to add, he was better than his father, at least way more cute. When Ji asked for my hand, he called me Pabo…”

“Yah, don’t mock me, I was so nervous” he pouted. “And you told me you wouldn’t tell this to anybody. What will I look like”? He was laughing and hiding his face, shy.

“I said I wouldn’t let that one go” you teased.

 “Hum, hum!” the prince cleared his throat to have your attention back.  “So, her name is HaNeul and she will be my wife”.

“I’m sorry my son, I got interrupted”. JiYong knelt down in front of his son and took his hand in his.

“She’s that amazing?” he asked Chan, smiling fondly at him.

“Yes, dad! She is”.

“Then, in a couple of years, if you still want HaNeul to be your wife, we’ll make it happen”.

“Yeah! You’re the best dad in the world! Thank you abeoji!”

“I said, if you still want her. But I forgot to precise, she’ll have to accept too” 

“She will, I’ll conquer her heart just like you did with Y/n’s”

His sweet attitude and naive courage made all of those present laugh not just out of fondness for his little antics but also because it made you all genuinely happy at the sight of such young love. 

Soon everyone dispersed and you found a place in the shade under a large tree and sat down. You settled down comfortably and a cushion appeared under your arm. The servants were never far away and always ready to help you before you even asked for it. 

“Thank you” you told your maid.

“Of course mama. If you need anything else, just let me know”.

The sun was still high in the sky and no cloud was undermining its brightness. Filtering through the leaves and the branches the light conjured a beautiful mosaic and reflected it's drawing on the grass. After the dim candlelight of your share room, the bright light thus filtered by the vegetation was your favorite. You liked the effect that the different shades of green brought to its brilliance. 

JiYong came and sat by your side. The princess had just fallen asleep after she drank, satisfied. 

“Can I hold her while she sleeps?” HyunSa asked as she appeared from god knows where in front of you. “Stay with your husband for a minute or two. I’ll take care of my princess. Channie is giving a piggyback ride to my son. I have a few minutes before he discovers that I have disappeared” 

Her son was 12 months old and learning to walk. He was so cute, never leaving his mother’s side except when he was with Channie. Chan could do whatever he wanted with the baby and had practiced his big brother’s skills with him before SaeJi was born.

“Yes, take her. But don’t go too far, I don’t like when she’s out of my sight” you told her.

After she left, you leaned against JiYong. He welcomed you in his arms and hugged you tightly. 

“I’m so proud of you today, my love. Normally it’s hard for you to separate from SaeJi for more than 2 minutes. Now, you let her go from arms to arms”.

“I’m so sorry. It’s because I found her so small. She’s my baby daughter and I can’t breathe when she’s out of sight. What can I say? I'm like mama bear”.

“Have you heard me complain? I’m proud of you. You worked hard to bring this beautiful creature on earth, you deserve each and every single moment you share with her”.

“Ji… How on earth was I that lucky?”

He thought of it for an instant. Thinking about you, about your past as a former slave, the word “lucky” wouldn’t have come to his mind. 

“You think you’re lucky?” 

“Maybe I used the wrong word. Let's say blessed. That’s it. I’m blessed with so much joy and love. It’s overwhelming”.

He wrapped you in a warm swaddle of his chest and arms, keeping you close to him. Enveloping you. His heart beating like the steady rhythm of a drum against your own, you were astonished that after all those nights spent together, you desired him like if it was the first day.  You lift your chin to look at him, to observe his face, amazed by so much grace and beauty.

“I know those eyes… Tst, tst, tst! You’re naughty, naughty” he teased you. 

“Yah… I don’t know what you’re talking about” you denied, your chin up in the air.

“Yeah, yeah… that’s how you want to play? Hum… I too can play that game.” He smirked, his eyes on yours, scrutinizing every single reaction you could have. 

“Oh, really. Hum! I can’t wait to see what card you’ll display, this time, my king” you lift your eyebrow cockily. 

“Damn it woman, we’re in front of people. You can’t look at me like that”.

“Again, I have no idea what you’re talking about”.

In front of you, all the people you loved most in the world were gathered. The children seemed to have fun. The adults talked and ate while laughing. In your husband’s arms, time stopped and nothing mattered but the present. You knew that with him, with the family you built together, nothing could happen. You’d always be there for each other.

 “Thank you, Ji, for giving me a family”. 

“Thank you my love, for giving me the world”.

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[flying-elliska]

I really like Noee so far, she has very chill, no-nonsense vibes about her (also the wlw energy is indeed very strong). I like how she calls Arthur on his shit in a gentle, jokey manner. I honestly can't wait for them to interact more. I feel like Arthur, with his perfectionnism/denial issues, really needs someone like her in his life (don't see it as romantic tho).

#skam france

[moonchildstyles]

the latest chapter was sooo good !! the sexting was so amazingly written!!! and the dialogue and the way you describe everything is perfectionn! ofc i also have to mention how cute it was when harry gained the courage to finally ask her out, like him saying “if you want” is so cute bc he never wants to pressure her or make her uncomfortable (even when they were sexting 😭)

thank you sosososo much!!!!! im really so happy you loved it from the sexting to the dialogue to the last date bit thank you so much for taking the time to read it all:( he really is a sweetie and even tho he wants her he doesn't ever want her to feel pressured r like she has to be w him bc hes making her whether its online or irl so hes really just the cutest:( im so happy you love him like I do thank you!!!!

#anon #ask

[cringeswaglesbian]

Idk if I wanna laugh or cry from the cringiness but Miles perfectionnism bc of Von Karma made me think on my perfectionnism bc of my parents (I litteraly wanna win at life wtf lmao. But sometimes it helps when I'm sad I'm like hohoho you dare challenge me ? I'm going to kick you) and like...if I explain that to my therapist I will be like : dou you know Ace Attorney ? 🥺🥺🥺

And she won't know it's a trap for me to talk about this game bc I love ranting about ace attorney to EVERYONE when I can so

On this other side it's so cringe relating to emo fictional characters stop

[thetourguidebarbie]

Hi! I was looking for dom/sub Klaroline fanfictions and could only find your drabbles (so good btw!!!)... do you have any suggestions or know of fics that have that tone at least? Thank you!

Thanks!! I should probably put together a rec list at some point, but I highly suggest you hop on over to @itsnotacrimetoloveyou‘s drabbles because they’re amazingggg. @lalainajanes also has one that she wrote super recently that has become a multichapter and it is PERFECTIONN. @cupcakemolotov dipped her toes in awhile ago here and it’s one of the most brilliant things i’ve read, but idk if she’s planning on doing more like it. I have spent twenty full minutes trying to find it on her blog so I’ll edit when I can track it down.

There are definitely more, but it’s 4:30am and I have no brainpower atm.

#klarorec #anon #ask #answer

[youmaycallmebrian]

I really feel like garbage right now.

See, here's the thing: I am a very anxious person (been medicated for it for years so i'm very functional, but I still have like an anxious temper), and my anxiety has some symptoms that can sometimes manifest themselves in the form of perfectionnism, and a huge fear of not being good enough at whatever i'm doing. I don't know if it's because I have a huge ego and I don't want to look incompetent to other people or if it's because I have very high expectations for myself... Either way, it's not good. Both situations are bad, imo.

I also happen to be a very, very, very sensitive person. I cry very easily.

So, when i'm at work and I get a comment about the fact that whatever i'm doing is not done right or is inappropriate, it really fucking gets to me. Not in the sense that I'm mad at the person who made the comment: I can't be mad at them for doing their job and helping me improve and becoming better at what I do. Plus, I work with babies, so it is important to be impeccable in everything you do with them because they're at a very critical period of their lives and i mean, they're human beings so there is no place for mistakes. I totally get that and I agree.

However, whenever someone corrects me, it always makes me feel... so awfully bad... Like, it raises up my emotions so much that it makes me cry. And again, I don't know if I feel that bad because it hurts my ego to be seen as "not doing a perfect job" by a colleague or if it's because I'm not reaching my own personal expectations and i'm disappointed in myself. Or maybe it's both. Being honest, I think it's the ego but I really really hate that, because I feel like having a big ego is such a negative thing and not something I would feel proud to be "hurt" about. I feel like it's a very shameful quality to have.

So anyways, i was at work and i said something to a baby that i thought was just funny but my coworker said like "this is very inappropriate" and i said like "whoops sorry I didn't know" and now looking back at it I get why it was inappropriate and I agree and all, but as soon as I was alone i just started crying because, like i said before, it hurts me a lot to be corrected because it makes me feel so incredibly ashamed of myself. I think that's the feeling: shame. Humiliation.

I didn't want anyone to know I cried for that because I didn't want them to think I was mad at my coworker who made the comment (i am not mad at all at her, i agree with what she said and it is important to call ppl out when they mess up so they can improve and also bc we're dealing with babies here and they deserve the best treatment bc they are humans). And I don't like to cry in front of people when it's for such a dumb shameful reason. So I tried to hide it as best as possible but another co-worker noticed and she was like "are you okay? Is it because of what [coworker's name] said? Is there anything I could do to help you?" And while I appreciate the kindness, I tried to explain, that i wasn't mad at the coworker, I was mad at me and i begged her to please not let said-coworker know i cried (she was gone, in the dormitories at this moment so she -hopefully- didn't hear) and then she said "sure, you can go to the bathroom and come back whenever you are ready" so i did (thank goodness she was a sweetheart) and when i came back i pretended that i had to go to the bathroom bc my contact lenses hurt my eye and i had to go remove it (even put my glasses on to avoid further suspicions) and i fucking hope that the coworker who made the comment on me believed my dumbass story about my contact lenses and doesnt know i cried bc god damn it, i would be way too fucking ashamed to confront her about it and i really really really don't want drama or conflict in my work life and uuuuuuugggghhhhhhhhh

Sorry for the novel-lenght post but it felt good to express and sort out my feelings and now my break is almost over and i'm terrified someone will bring this situation up and i'll start crying again and omg i hate this

P.S. In case someone tells me "just don't cry", i just want u to know that i fucking wish i could repress my tears and control it bc crying in front of ppl is already humiliating enough like that but unfortunately i can't. I cannot repress my tears and if i could, believe me i would. So if u DARE tell me i cry for attention, bitch i will cut you.

#rant #sorry it was long

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