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your-divine-ribs · 10 days

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Forbidden Part 12

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You consider heading straight back to your hall of residence but you stop short of the path that leads in that direction, considering your options. You're feeling restless, the thrill of the risk you've just taken dying quickly away to leave behind a curious yearning for more. Maybe you're getting addicted to this dangerous game that you're playing, pushing the boundaries, seeing how far you can take it. Testing what you can get away with.

You wonder if Professor Bond might be free that afternoon...

You imagine coyly knocking on his office door, making up some excuse about needing help with revision or seeing if he has a textbook you could borrow. Of course he'd see right through you, maybe he'd even feign resistance for a while, pretend to take the moral high ground. That wouldn't last long though. You know your own brand of seductive persuasion is irresistible to him. All it would take is a few flirtatious comments and a few teasing touches and he'd be done for. You imagine him bending you over the desk and flipping up your dress, the heat of desire warming between your thighs as you picture the two of you locked in a steamy embrace.

God, it's tempting... The more you think about it, the more fired up you get. And what can Van say about your slutty behaviour when he's getting up to no good with you after putting a ring on his pretty little fiancée's finger?

That's it. It's decided. You're a woman on a mission as you change your course of direction and head straight for the History block, walking quickly, your excitement carrying you along. You're already planning the seduction routine in your head, so completely lost in your own thoughts that when your phone rings it startles you. You pause to rummage in your bag for it, bringing it out to see Lizzie's name displayed on the screen. It crosses your mind to ignore her, she's been out for a while now and no doubt the drinks will have been flowing. You're pretty certain she'll only be calling to tempt you to meet her. She'll be missing her drinking buddy, her partner in crime. You answer anyway, your mind already resolute about how you'll be spending the rest of the afternoon.

"Alright?" You greet her, pausing outside the History building, leaning back against the brickwork.

"Hello lovely!" Her voice is loud, excited in a way that you know she's probably already at least four cocktails in. "Whatcha doing? You gonna come and meet up with us?"

"I can't, I'm... busy..." You pause, glancing longingly towards the door of the building, thoughts full of Johnny sitting at his desk poring over his exam marking, imagining him sweeping it off carelessly on to the floor in a broad stroke so that you can take its place on the desk. "You know I signed up to that creative writing society don't you? Well I've been there and now I'm heading to the History department. Thought I'd actually spend my Wednesday afternoon doing something productive for once."

That earns you a snort. "You? Productive? Those two words don't really go together!"

"Maybe I'm turning over a new leaf!" You protest, grinning. "Fully embracing campus life, becoming an upstanding member of the student community!"

"Fuck off!" She chides. "Upstanding? I'll remind you of that the next time we're down the Union bar and you can't even stand up straight!"

You giggle into the phone, feeling a tiny pang of envy when you hear glasses chinking down the line, the loud murmur of conversation, the muted sounds of music. You've always suffered from the fear of missing out. "Where are you anyway?"

"Just the Union." She sighs dramatically. "Same old, same old, same piss-weak drinks and sticky floors, same shitty music. You're really missing out you know!"

"The Union? Thought you were going into town?"

Your interest takes a nosedive. During all your time at university you've probably spent more time in the Union bar than lecture halls. It serves it's purpose usually, the drinks are cheap and it's always lively, you can guarantee finding someone you know in there to while away the hours with, but today it doesn't hold much temptation. Not when you're a short walk away from Johnny's office with an insatiable appetite that just seems harder and harder to quench these days.

"Well we were going into town," Lizzie tells you. "But then Benji suggested we had a quick drink in here first as it's so much cheaper. You know what a tight-arse he is..."

There's a yelping sound from Lizzie before you can hear Benji muttering out a defensive remark, something snide about not all being so lucky as to be able to live off mummy and daddy's weekly allowance. You grin to yourself as you hear Lizzie fire back a scathing comment, picturing the two of them jostling each other and sniping. It's all done good-naturedly, your two friends liking nothing better than a bit of piss-taking banter. You're normally joining in with them, giving as good as you get whilst pretending to be offended, needling Benji about his fluffy hair or teasing Lizzie about her latest infatuation until you're all crying with laughter.

"Anyway..." Lizzie continues when you hear things settle down. "We were all set to walk into town, try out that new place that's just opened up with that amazing looking pub garden, but then one of Benji's lecturers walks in and they get chatting. Before you know it he's offered to buy Benji another pint, and he's not going to turn down a free drink now is he?"

This catches your attention. "Who's that then... the lecturer?"

Lizzie laughs loudly. "Oh, I know what you're thinking! It's not sexy Professor tight-trousers! I bet if it was though you'd be straight down here wouldn't you?"

"Maybe," you giggle back, your interest waning again. "Look... I've really gotta go now. I'm actually just over at the History building now. I'd love to come and have a few drinks but I've got this bloody exam coming up in a few weeks and I'm not prepared at all and one of the other professors has offered to help me with revision..."

But Lizzie's not listening to you, talking over you drunkenly, her words slurring as she mumbles down the line. "He is quite cute though, in a sweet kinda, dilfy kinda way. Like he's sexy but he doesn't even know it. And he's got a gorgeous smile..."

Her voice has gone dreamy now and you start to wonder who on earth's she's talking about, all the classes that you and Benji share scrolling through your mind. "Oh my god it's not Professor Stevens is it? The one that wears those godawful polyester suits? Bloody hell Liz, how many have you had?"

"No, no... not him. Eww Y/N, what on earth made you think of him? No, he's younger, much younger than him. I don't know him actually, don't think you've got him for any of your modules. He's got curly brown hair, bit of a wacky dress sense... you should see the shirt he's got on... this cute little cap..."

And just like that you're pushing off from the wall, taking the quick pace that you'd adopted earlier, your plans suddenly changed, eager to get to your new destination.

Even for a mid-week afternoon the Union bar is bustling with life. The hot weather has tempted most of the patrons outside though and you can see groups of students sitting on the grass and perched on the pub-style benches as you approach. You take a moment to check your reflection in one of the large windows before you enter, smoothing down your dress and running your fingers through your hair, pleased with what you see.

Then you're pushing through the door, eyes scanning the crowd at the bar before moving over the seating areas, looking for a familiar face. You see Bob first, nursing a pint and deep in conversation with a group of students that you don't recognise. Then you see two girls that live downstairs in your block. Where are the others... and more importantly where's Johnny?

"Y/N! Over here! Come on, I've saved you a seat!" Lizzie's shrill voice rings out loudly, piercing the noisy atmosphere, amplified by the drinks that she's had. She waves at you, smiling sloppily.

Looks like you've got a fair bit of catching up to do, you think to yourself. So you wave her a return greeting, pointing to the bar to indicate that you're getting a drink before you join her. She nods, raising up her nearly empty glass hopefully so that you can see the remnants of her raspberry mojito.

You can't see Johnny at all and you start to fret that you've missed him, and then you feel a hand clap on your shoulder and you hear Benji's voice in your ear.

"Knew you wouldn't be able to keep away," he grins as you spin around. "Just couldn't resist the temptation of spending an afternoon with yours truly could ya?"

"Don't flatter yourself, I'm actually here for the sophisticated ambience and the classy clientele," you smirk, and by some timely coincidence a lairy group of rugby scholars stagger past, chanting drunken obscenities. You both laugh.

"So you gonna buy me a drink then Blakes?" You ask, batting your eyelashes at him exaggeratedly. "Seeing as I tore myself away from my studies to come and see you guys?"

"I'd love to, ya know I would, but funds are a bit tight right now." He plunges a hand into his jeans pocket and brings it swiftly back out, waving a crumpled five pound note in your face.

"I'll get these."

The voice is low and soft, but even so it still cuts through the noise, your ears pricking up immediately at the familiar tone. You turn your head to see Johnny standing there, leaning forward, both elbows on the bar and a half drunk pint of Guinness in front of him. "Hello Y/N, fancy seeing you here."

"Hi Johnny," you mumble, feeling an uncharacteristic shyness wash over you as your mind strays to the last time that you saw him. The way you seduced him into finger fucking you so blissfully whilst Van was standing right outside his office door. You hadn't known at the time but now you realise that he could likely hear everything. Every lustful moan and whimpered sigh. The thought makes your cheeks warm and your thighs press together.

"So what'll it be?" He asks, then he pushes off from the bar, raising a hand. "No... hold on... let me guess. I'm usually good at this." He eyes you thoughtfully, his hand coming to rest on his stubbled chin. "I'm guessing not lager, not beer, but nothing too fussy either, not like those sickly sweet cocktails they serve in here... something light, citrusy. Maybe a gin and tonic with a twist of lime?"

To be honest you'd mostly drink anything in this shit-hole just to get inebriated, but you don't tell him that. His choice is perfect. You smile up at him.

"That sounds good to me... thank you. Are you sure though 'cause I don't mind paying. I've got to get a drink for my friend Lizzie too."

"No problem, what's she having?"

You tell him and he turns away to order the drinks before his attention's fully back on you.

"I've not seen you around for a few days, what've you been up to? Studying hard?" He smirks mischievously. "Or have you been up to no good again?"

You offer him a shy smile, reaching for your glass as it gets placed on the bar and taking a sip of the refreshing contents. "Of course I've not been up to no good. I've not seen you, have I? How could I misbehave without you?"

"Oh, so you're some kind of angel when I'm not around then?"

"Of course I am!"

His smile grows. "If you say so."

You can't quite fathom the look in his eye. There's heat there, that's unmistakable, you know that he's thinking about the encounters that you've shared and hoping there'll be more, but there's something else too. A spark of something dark and tantalising that makes your pulse race. It's a glimmer of what you see in Van's eyes when he makes his demands of you and it thrills you. You remember Van saying how close they both were and how he could read Johnny like a book. How he couldn't keep secrets from him. You begin to wonder whether that also works both ways. Maybe Johnny knows exactly what you've been up to with Van just like Van knows what you've been up to with Johnny. Maybe they're both in this together. But if they are, what does that mean for you?

All of this time you've been so sure that you've been playing off both men against each other but maybe that's not what's been happening at all. Maybe they've both been playing you...

"Oi Y/N, ya can't keep Johnny all to yerself!" Benji suddenly shouts out from where he's now sitting next to Lizzie in a booth near the bar. "Come 'n sit back down, we wanna hear some more stories about you and Van at uni!"

You glance at Johnny who chuckles and picks up his pint, ready to start over when his phone rings, so he excuses himself and says he'll be back soon. You slide into a free seat in the booth, sipping on your G&T whilst Lizzie and Benji launch into a summary of the tales that Johnny's been telling them. You'd already been told that they'd formed a band whilst they'd been at university together, but you're enthralled to hear more about it. You listen on, rapt as Benji starts re-telling tales of disastrous gigs and drunken antics from the boys' student days.

"It's so funny hearing that kinda stuff," Lizzie laughs. "To think of your lecturers out there drunk and getting up to all sorts is hilarious! My chemistry lecturers are so stuffy and boring!"

"Van even came clubbing with us a few weeks back didn't he Y/N?" You nod an agreement but stay quiet, remembering all too clearly that fateful night when all of this started, an innocent night out which turned out to be the catalyst for your recent sexual adventures after you'd propositioned Van in the most direct way.

Lizzie takes another noisy slurp of her cocktail. "Oh my god really? You never told me about that Y/N. You guys are so lucky. You'd never catch any of my lecturers dead in the Union bar. And they're nowhere near as attractive as yours! Johnny's well fit!"

"Shhh he's coming back!" You hiss, digging her in the ribs with an elbow. In her drunken state she has no idea of how loud she's being.

"Sorry about that, just work stuff," Johnny says as he takes a seat in the booth and then slides around until he's sitting right next to you, not even leaving a gap between your two bodies. "Reckon Van's a workaholic, ringing me about exam papers even though we're both off this afternoon. But I guess I probably shouldn't stay too much longer anyway. Got some notes to annotate ready for my lecture tomorrow. Maybe just one more pint though before I go?"

"I'll get a round in!" Lizzie announces, rising on to her feet too quickly and swaying to the side.

You spring up quickly, reaching out steadying hands on her shoulders. It's unusual for you to be the sober one for once. "Careful Liz, you'll be on your back if you drink much more. Here, I'll come and help you at the bar."

"Nah, don't worry, I'll do it," Benji offers, slinging a supporting arm around Lizzie's waist and drawing her close. "Come on ya lightweight."

They move away, leaving you and Johnny alone and you suck in a sharp inhale as you feel a hand brush gently over your outer thigh through the thin material of your dress.

"Good to get you on your own at last, even if it's only for a few minutes."

"Might be a bit longer than that." You nod towards the bar where Lizzie's eyeing the cocktail menu so intently it could easily be a Booker Prize bestseller.

"Hmm... I wonder how much we could get away with in here? What do you think?"

You feel his calloused fingertips brush against your knee, dipping under the hem. Your heart-rate increases as you glance round the room, seeing the faces of your peers all around. Everyone's having a good time, unmindful of the fact that your professor's hand is now firmly on your thigh, squeezing it gently.

"You really want to take the risk? It's so busy in here. What if someone sees us?"

You're shocked by his brazenness, the fact that he's not showing any of the usual caution that's accompanied your previous hook-ups. You glance at him, see the fire in his heavily-lidded eyes, the devilish smirk on his lips.

"Feeling brave, it must be the liquid courage," he smiles before tipping the last of his Guinness into his mouth. "Or maybe it's just the fact that you're so goddamn irresistible. Can't stop thinking about you. And now you're here I don't think I can keep my hands to myself."

You swallow thickly, feeling a warm glow in the pit of your belly, your skin prickling with goosebumps everywhere that he touches. He draws light circles on your flesh, his fingers meandering across the expanse of the top of your leg before starting to work their way up your inner thigh. You instinctively spread your legs for him under the table.

"Does that feel nice huh?" He whispers and you answer him quickly, breathily, your cheeks aflame.

"Uh-huh, really nice."

"I could make it feel even nicer you know. Much, much nicer... and no one would know a thing about it."

The hem of your dress is at mid-thigh now, raked up by his fingers, your panties already damp in anticipation of how far he might take this. He continues to trace teasing patterns on your skin, every caress leaving you aching for more. You squirm in your seat, looking straight ahead, trying to keep your composure.

Then the bar door swings open, taking your attention away and your heart lurches at the sight of the familiar figure in the doorway. You watch on, an uneasy thrill shooting through you as Professor McCann walks in... with Kathleen in tow.

Fuck...

#forbidden #van mccann x reader #johnny bond x reader #au fanfic #vanfic #smut

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dailyunstableeve · 8 months

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Just feel like sharing my Spidersona details here.

All words cuz I'm still trying to somehow draw it out-

Eve Rylie Parker

Age: 22

Female

August 09 2001 11:58 pm (five minutes earlier than Peter Parker.

Born with brown hair but she dyed it red.

Brown eyes

A small fade cut on her nose, because girl can't stay still on the baby chair when she's a baby and falls off from the chair, leaving a cut on her nose.

Hobby: Music, drawing, cooking and writing.

Family: Peter Parker (younger brother), May Parker (Aunt), Ben Parker (Uncle), Dad and Mom (went on vacation, only come back to see their children once a year)

Workplace: F.E.A.S.T, she loves to stick around with May, she's basically the one who's in charge of the activities and events. (So she can disappear sometimes for her SpiderWoman's activities)

CloakWidow

She chose that name because she finds out her webs can turn invisible, she would use her web and make it into some sweater or jacket when the weather got cold.

Suit image:

-mask design is like Pav, she loves the feeling of her hair moving when she swings around.

-color would be red and pastel purple.

-a small pouch hanging on the side of her hip, it allows her to carry earphones, some goober and Peter's own made smoke bombs.

-she would wear boots if she's rushing to put on her suit, usually she just puts on shoes pads.

The one SpiderWoman who doesn't lose her bags because she just gives it to Peter.

Some facts:

-Eve hates food that is made out of banana, she's fine with eating the fruit banana but as long as it is made into something else, she won't eat it.

-Since she has a small cut on her nose, during Halloween she would draw a small heart on her Spider mask, it's just a thing she does for her to love herself.

-Eve and Gwen are besties, which sometimes Eve would crash at Gwen if Eve happens to swing nearby but Gwen doesn't know Eve is the CloakWidow.

-Eve would swing Peter across the city if he has something to get that's on the other side of wherever they are, and Peter always screams which Eve would sometimes tape his mouth up so her ears won't be damaged after the swing.

-Her favorite playlist is where she puts Taylor Swift and Billie eilish songs together, she loves the mood swings of that the two artists gave, especially if she's fighting the villains.

-Peter's birthday is August 10 but she's born earlier than Peter which is August 9. So she would just ignore August 9 and celebrate her birthday with Peter together on August 10. Peter would always be the first who gives Eve a present while she'll be the first to give Peter.

"Canon Event"

-Harry Osborn. Harry is a close friend with the twins before Eve met Gwen. When Norman Osborn is the Green Goblin and CloakWidow was fighting him, Harry was at the scene. Harry died at the hand of the Green Goblin. After Green Goblin was beaten, Norman returned to himself and the first time he saw Harry 's bloody body on the ground with CloakWidow crying next to Harry's body. CloakWidow was furious, she thought of killing Norman but she could see the fear in Norman's eye and decided to turn him to the police. During Harry's funeral, Eve and Peter are the one who cry the most there, they were best friends.

-A year after Harry's, Eve met Gwen. CloakWidow met Captain Stacy. CloakWidow and Captain Stacy fought a lot of crimes together. Their first time meeting each other was when Captain Stacy mistaken CloakWidow as the villain and tazed her. His death was getting thrown off from a contraction by Doc Ork, CloakWidow was able to catch him with his web but it's too late. Ever since that incident, Eve would look after Gwen, making sure she doesn't get close to the crime scenes. Even if Captain Stacy doesn't know Eve is CloakWidow, Eve knows she has to look after Gwen in the place of Captain Stacy.

How she got the power

-Harry invited Peter and Eve to his father's company. During the tour, Harry was called away so he told Eve and Peter they can walk around while they wait for Harry to return. Since it's the twins' first time here, they have no idea where is off limits and they end up in the Spider Den. Eve was protecting Peter from the spider and got bit by one of it. They quickly left the Spider den and rushed to the washroom because Eve's hand was bleeding from the bite, which it's weird but they didn't care much about it.

That's pretty much it for now, maybe I'll add more in future :3

#spidersona #my sona #my ocs #spiderman #across the spiderverse #into the spider verse #harry osborn #gwen stacy #peter parker

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sailingshellsgames · 1 year

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What would F!Keoanai's reaction to accidentally reading a poem MC has written for her:

She walks into the room and my heart skips a beat Her smile brightens up my day, makes my world complete But I dare not let her know, my feelings stay concealed For fear of losing her, my heart is forced to yield

She is my friend, my confidante, my partner in crime But deep down I want her to be mine, all the time Her laughter is like music, her touch so divine I can't help but imagine her as my valentine

Every moment spent with her is a treasure to behold But my heart yearns for more, a story yet untold I dream of holding her close, feeling her heart beat But for now, my feelings remain hidden, my love discreet

So I sit here quietly, watching her from afar Knowing that my love for her will never fade or scar I hope that one day, the courage to confess will arrive And she'll see the truth in my heart, the love that I strive.

Hi fanart-fic!

Alright, F!Keoanai's reaction first:

The door to MC's room is cracked open, so Keo steps in.

"I'm almost ready," MC says, rummaging through the trunk at the end of their bed without looking up. Keo smiles a little at the way MC recognizes her footsteps and leans against the desk, waiting patiently.

Her eyes wander as the seconds pass, until after a moment she notices the messy state of MC's desk. There's an half-empty mug stained from sitting overnight and a pile of papers, some crumpled on the floor. MC must be behind on paperwork. They've had a lot of jobs lately, and Keo can see several mission reports amidst the clutter.

Then something catches her eye. Lying out with the rest is a set of verses, a... poem? Keo's brows raise, a small smile finding her face as she glances at it; she hadn't known MC was a poet. Before she knows what she's doing she's read it end to end.

My heart skips a beat... Brightens up my day...

My friend, my confidante...

Love.

Keo stares at the desk for a long moment, heart racing. A sudden thunk as MC sets a canteen on the ground brings her back to herself, shifting nervously as she looks anywhere but the poem. MC goes back to digging, oblivious as they mutter something impatiently under their breath.

It's beautiful, some distant part of Keo thinks. The poem. MC is talented. The fact that it’s a romantic subject doesn’t necessarily mean anything. MC could just be practicing writing that type of poem. Honing their craft. But even so... Would it be so bad to imagine more?

Keo pinches the bridge of her nose. Yes, yes it would be. Getting involved with MC like that is something that would inherently put them in danger. And gods, it's not as if she even knows the poem is about her.

But what if it is?

Her throat tightens as the thought hits her too quickly to stop. Too many emotions flood her body, uncomfortable and wonderful and terrible, little desert roses the size of coins sprouting from her fingernails as her Fey blood reacts to it, more honest than the human part of her could ever be.

"There it is!" MC holds up a pair of training gloves, grinning triumphantly. Keo stands straighter, clasping her hands behind her back. "Lets-" MC stops, eyes darting to the poem, their body tensing almost imperceptibly. "Let's go," they gesture. "Come on, we don't want to be late."

Keo nods and follows them out, not trusting her voice as she carefully dusts off her hands, pocketing the roses that fall from her fingers.

She must miss one, though. The next time she's in MC's room, there it is on the windowsill. Right atop a little piece of folded paper.

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Okay, so if you'll allow me my own reaction now - WOW. Oh my goodness. You are such a talented poet, fanart-fic, this is beautiful! Thank you so much for writing this and for sharing it - I've been grinning all morning about it! 💞😯😍😍😍💛❣️ Wishing you a lovely day ~

Thanks so much for your ask!

#ask #character ask #keoanai #keo #keoanai hakana #Leas: City of the Sun #vignette

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after-nine-at-the-oasis · 1 year

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WAIT TWO EPISODES LEFT???!?!!?

HOW IS THAT RIGHT?? THAT CAN'T BE POSSIBLE

Okay we'll think about that in a second lol

Oh dang oof o.o

It's literally on fire 😬

Ope dang why is that scar so big and like idk weird looking xd xD

O.O NEVERMIND THERE'S MY ANSWER

UHHHH WHAT THE HECK??!?

Uh ohh some girl 😬😬

OH NO this ain't gonna be good :(( yeah Grace is right-

CORIQBXUFSNLP GRAAACE???!!?!!!?

NAH GRACE NOT HER Y'ALL AIN'T DOING THIS TO ME

I mean I'm sure she'll be fine but still my girl don't deserve this 😭 xD

UHH OHHHH

O.O 😬😬😬😬

OHHH NO OH NO OH NO O.O 😳😬😬😭😭

THISSSS AIN'T GOOD THIS AIN'T GOOD THIS AIN'T GOOOOD

O.O

ಠ⁠_⁠ಠ

Oh gosh xdd

Btw we don't talk about how I'm an hour behind lol

Typing this right around 9 XD

3 minutes after now but I would've been ending here around 9 if my wifi hadn't been struggling for a minute lol

Also ohh it's probably two episodes until the finale lol

I thought of that after a minute (like around the end of the promo lol when I first saw it actually at the end of the show instead of an hour later lol) and now after another minute I think it probably is xD

I had a second to check the episode count and stuff lol (not how many there are, though I couldn't remember that off the top of my head for a minute during all this xD, but what number we're on lol)

But DANG o.o

I live in fear :'))

That was the last of my last thoughts! Now it's time for the. . .

REVIEW

I loooved this episode!! I thought it was great :D. It had the DRAMA o.o but also some really hilarious moments XDD. And AAHHH not only tarlos (and Nanteo!!) crumbs but talk of the WEDDING TOOO :DD!! I mean I know it is in most episodes but still xD. Loved the multiple references by Gabriel 🥰🥰, plus talking about Lou 2 by Owen LOL. Not technically wedding talk but eh you know talk about them xD. Anyway! I am also SO GLAD everything worked out with Tommy :D. And I'm happy we got to see everyone 🥰🥰. Also, I'm scared for next episode o.o. Now that time I saw of someone mentioning that Grace and Carlos were gonna be working together again soon makes sense xDD o.o. I figure that's what it's gonna be, now that I remember I saw that mentioned lol. But! I'll talk more about that in a second :). Back to this episode, it was silly at points (even within the drama, like the little mystery music when Paul was laying it all out at the end xD) but still made the drama work, and it was just great :DD.

Now it's time for the individual parts!

Marjan, Nancy, and Mateo! Putting them together just because they're our besties and we didn't see them too much this episode :)). And pretty much whenever we did they were with each other xDD. Anyway lol! They were great this episode :DD. I'm sure they were all great at their jobs lol. We didn't actually see it xD. But yeah! They're all amazing :DD. I love each of them 🥰🥰🥰❤️.

TK and Carlos! The beginning was amazing XDD. But :OO Carlos how could you? XDD. I don't think I'm as betrayed as TK though LOL. Anyway, they were great this episode xD 🥰. And AAHHHH we got so many little cute moments of them this episode :D, I loved them all 🥰🥰. My boys :)). I love them 🥰🥰❤️❤️. And I'm sure they were both great at their jobs :D lol. About next episode though! Even though I don't like knowing too much about the episode beforehand, I couldn't resist reading the next episode's synopsis lol xD. I saw it right there when I was checking what episode we were on AND I had to lol. But :OO!! TK's uncle coming to visit!! He gets to meet him :DD!! AAHHHH I'm so glad he does 🥰🥰. And he comes with dramatic news o.o. Now for the interesting piece of information that Robert (that's his face right? Owen's brother lol) is sharing, I wasn't sure at first! Had no clue for a minute lol. But then I thought, maybe he has donor kids? Like, he donated sperm? Or Owen's dad :o? One of the two, I think. I mena if it is that lol. Becuase it would affect the family, if like those people wanted to reach out or whatever, but also it matches the episode title :OO! Right?? See that's what really cinched it for me lol. So yeah, I think that's definitely a possibility :))! I said cinched but I'm not actually sure, I just think there's a pretty good chance :)! And I mean, hey, it would be interesting! Anyway, I am really glad they get to meet :D. And that we get to see them meet, lol xD. Anyway! There was an interesting tidbit about Carlos next episode too :D. AAAHHHHHH WE GET HIM WORKING WITH GRACE AGAIN!!! YAYYY :DDD!! I'm so excited for that 🥰🥰. I mean, not the organ trafficking ring ರ⁠_⁠ರ, and the drama that looks like it'll come with it (more on that in Grace's section), but for the storyline :D. Anyway! I'm excited :)). But back to this episode lol: I loved them, they were great :)).

Grace and Judd! They were great this episode :DD. Them wanting the tea from Tommy was so funny XDD. And though we didn't see much of Judd this episode, he was still amazing :)). I'm sure he as great at his job. I love him 🥰🥰. Now for Grace; girl could not mind her own business lol. Nah, I'm just kidding XD, but I'm glad they did get all that sorted out. And honestly for to not want to hear people talk about your friend that way :')). My besties <333. As in, my babeys who are besties, basically lol. Basically that's what I mean, anyway. But yeah, she was great <33. And I'm sure sh was amazing at her job too :). I love her 🥰🥰. Now, for next episode o.o! I already spoke on it a bit, but I'm a bit tense for that one 😬. I didn't think of it being a possibility that she has having andidnk with the guy on purpose till I saw a comment on the promo that said she said the cheating type and was probably bait. I just figured she ran into him (not literally). But I do think she's probably bait. It makes sense! Still, in fear for my girl 😭😭💔❤️. I'm excited to see her and Carlos working together again!! Anyway, yeah, she was great this episode (both she and Judd were) :)). I'm glad everything worked out 🥰.

These next few will probably be shorter because a) I'm tired, b) most of the stuff from these past two paragraphs was because of theories for the next episode, and the people left weren't listed lol. Also, I'm not caring about the usual review order - no matter how tired I am, I'm posting this tonight xD. Basically I just mean I'm finishing this now even though I'm tired - I wanted to do a review without saving it as a draft, and having it at the back of my mind all week, so I am xD. Anyway lol!

Tommy! YESS GIRL SLAYYYY :DDDD!!! I'm so glad she and Trevor are okay :DD, and I'm so glad she stood up for herself >:DD 🥰!!! WHOOO 🥰🥳🥳🥰!! She did so great, it was awesome :)). Just- honestly just go off bestie, lol xD. The breakup was sad though 😭😭😭💔. I was hoping it wouldn't last, and I'm glad it didn't :')). They're sweet and they both deserve to be happy <333. Anyway :)). I'm sure she was great at her job this episode 🥰. I love her :'DDD ❤️❤️❤️.

Paul! My guyyyy :DDD. YESSS!!! He slayed so hard 🥰🥰. I'm so proud of him :D. From the little bit at the beginning (that I'm surprised wasn't brought back up lol, like at the hang, but in my mind definitely happens off screen before what we saw lol) - Carlos how could you by the way >:'O lol - to the main plot and case of the episode :D. He slays so hard 🥰🥰. I'm really glad he managed to solve it, to :D. Like, the whole situation wise lol - it needed solving xD. And clearly the police were already leaning one way. Even if that doesn't matter, it would've taken much longer. So yeah, I'm really proud of Paul 🥰🥰. He's just so cool :DD xD. Related but not the reason I'm proud lol. Anyway! I'm sure he was great at his job this episode 🥰. His actual job, not the one we saw, though he was clearly amazing at that :)) 🥰. And I mean, it kinda is his job xD. It's a psrt of it, anyway lol, sometimes. But yeah! I love him <3333 🥰.

Owen! I'm glad Kendra's innocent :D. I wasn't sure, but I didn't think they'd have ANOTHER crazy lady lol. You just never know though xD. But I am glad she's not :)). I felt awful for her though 😭💔. Poor girl's going through it <33. Especially with trying to DIE at the end too xdd. Not literally trying, by the way lol. I've mostly stopped feeling bad for he husband though xD. Bro was trying to kill her, karma lol. But yeah, I'm glad everything turned out okay and no one was a murderer :)). Well I mean, even the husband wasn't, but I mean none of them were to blame xD. And there wasn't another one running around lol. I'm also glad both Owen and Kendra survive xD. We love to see TK worrying about his dad though :)) 🥰🥰. I'm also glad everything worked out between Owen and Gabriel :D! That would've been one awkward wedding if not 😅 XD. Though, forgetting it was so soon, I did figure they'd resolve it by then. Or thought they probably would lol. But hey, I'm extra happy it was this episode :)). Not exactly the team up we expected for them xD, maybe even not the one we wanted lol, but it was still great nonetheless :)). And I'm glad he apologized, but Gabriel wasn't TOO out of line lol - he did share confidential information with Owen that he then blabbed to the number one suspect, even if it was for the greater good. I mean, he's not it before and it NOT end up well lol (Sadie, and even though it was fake, Billy in 2x12). But! Still, I'm glad theyre okay again :)). They are gonna make great consuegros 🥰🥰 lol. Also I find it funny that neither Owen nor TK knew what it meant lol. Idk, it's just a little parallel lol. Anyway! I'm sure Owen was great at his job this episode :). Though I don't know if he was actually on shift once today xD. Eh, anyway lol. I'm glad everything's good 🥰🥰. I love him :D ❤️❤️ <3.

Overall, I really enjoyed this episode! I thought it was great :DD. I really liked the two main plots, and the little side bits were fun too :)). I think the drama and humor balanced really well! Especially because somehow the murder investigation plot was a lot more severe/dire, and the other one would appear to be more a funny storyline, but it had its own drama and they still someone went along well with each other xD. It did provide a bit of a lighter side, balancing the episode, but it definitely still had its drama lol! Anyway, I feel like next episode will be a bit more drama 😬. Well, maybe not more, and maybe not less jokes, but less of a closer to comedic relief plotline. Tommy's wasn't of course, but it was deifnitley lighter, and the bits with Grace especially were on the funnier side lol. I think the Grace and Carlos storyline will be the more serious one (with laugh moments still), but I think it'll be a bit more dramatic all around. I'm struggling a bit to explain, but yeah xD. It just feels like it'll have a bit of andifferent tone from this one, even though Tommy's eas definitely dramatic and had a good amount of serious moments. Maybe it just because we're drawing closer to the end of the season ┐⁠(⁠ ⁠∵⁠ ⁠)⁠┌. Like they said, two episodes left - it just makes it feel like it's gonna be more intense XD. But again, two episodes left until the finale lol. Anyway, that took a while to explain, but yeah XD. Plus we'll have calls, or at least the one, so it'll be different in that way. And that call looks wild, by the way o.o. Anyway, yeah, I'm definitely really excited :DD. But I'm scared and way nervous too 😳😬 o.o. Which I think is fair lol. I'm sure everything will turn out okay though 🥰. But back to this episode, I thought it was really great :). I think it worked really well :D. And I'm glad Paul got a moment (a full episode :D) to shine 🥰🥰. Also, I'm happy we got to see everybody 🥰. Even if only a bit, for some people :).

So yeah! I loved this episode, I thought it was really great. I'm nervous for the next one! This has been my review of. . .

9-1-1: Lone Star, Season 4, Episode 14: Tongues Out

It was great! I'm super excited for the next episode, but I'm pretty scared too. I'll be back next week with my review of. . .

9-1-1: Lone Star, Season 4, Episode 15: Donors

See you next week!

#9-1-1 lone star #911 lone star #oasis's 9-1-1 chatter #that last paragraph ended up long but whatever xD #just got wrapped up trying to explain what I meant and while I cut some of it when I found a better thing to say I didn't wanna totally #rework it if I got rid of more lol #plus I just felt like it was more clear that way #even though it's not very clear XD but I could explain more lol #anyway!!!#great episode very dramatic but also very funny 10/10 :DD #I am scared for the next one though xdd but I'm sure everything will turn out fine :)) and I'm VERY excited - both main storylines sound #super good :D plus yk they include tarlos so bonus (even though it's separate lol - especially since we'll porbably get small bits #of them together or mentions of each other. also probably talk of the wedding on tk's end :D. anyway xD)#but yeah!! loved this episode :)) really great 🥰🥰❤️#and I'm really proud of myself for getting this review out now :D #no saving as a draft and it's the same day 🥰🥰#an hour and a half before midnight :DDD #also I had to get up at one point right before owen's (literally typed his name and then got up) so I was less sleepy afterwards lol #anyway xDD :)))#I love you all :DDD ❤️❤️❤️❤️!!!#byeeee :))) 🥰🥰🥰🥰 <333!!!!

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luminecho · 2 years

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susato 3 and 20 for the character asks? :3

3. A song that reminds me of them

YES. YES. YES. ENABLING ME. YES. FAVORITE QUESTION EVER. YES. THANK YOU ILY

I'm not physically capable of shutting up about music ever so instead of one song you're getting two <3

Okay so the first one I think I've talked about to you before Tort but to all my other friends and followers I'd like to introduce you to Tragedy Is Not The End by Joel Ansett. aka one of my more recently discovered favorite songs ever. it's everything to me.

It's HHHOUUUOOOUUOUUGGGHHHHHH if i could draw like I wanted i would make an entire BEAUTIFUL pmv to this with susato i'm SOOOO serious. it's. everything. the song is about grieving and accepting the pain that comes with it and vowing to grow from it and make something out of it. it's about fighting on, not in spite of the pain, but because of it.

They say it's gonna be okay But it doesn't take away, it doesn't take away the pain We don't have to be afraid 'Cause I don't think it's an accident that tears are shaped like seeds So I'll bury all my fears and trust they're turning into trees Oh, I'm fighting to believe This is not the end of the story

when I listen to this chorus my mind is filled with this vivid image of this silhouette of a tree slowly growing from the bottom corner of the screen and as the branches come into view these blossoms start growing from those branches. and it's just so.......... ououurrghh. this is one of my favorite songs but it's soo,,,, exclusively a susato song for me?? i've tried putting it on other playlists but it just feels Odd and out of place. It's like I can't separate the two in my mind. I love it.

The second song I'm slightly more normal about but it's The Ship in Port by Radical Face. This one, I... can't really explain? The title is what first drew me to it because you know I HEAVILY associate susato with boats and the ocean and I have before I even touched the game or knew anything about WHY i associated her with boats so it's jfdhdjfk. special!! and I'm a sucker for Radical Face and I really like the melody and feel of this song so i threw it on her playlist and thought nothing of it.

Some say our dreams are a distant road Down which our hearts would like to go But I have always stayed in place Under that old illusion that it's safe You said the ship in port is the safer one But it's not the reason it was made So forgive me if I wander off And forgive me more if I just stay

But something about the lyrics, too, is just.... it's about that old saying about how "a ship in harbor is safe, but that is not what ships are built for." Something about it just...... I don't know. I can't explain why it's Susato. I can try and try but,,,,,, I don't know. Something about... staying in safety while having all these dreams that you don't chase and slowly learning to let go of the safety net and step out of your comfort zone and into the unknown so you can finally follow those dreams.....? I don't know dude. Maybe you know

20. A weird headcanon

sometimes if ryuunosuke asks something that she doesn't know the answer to and that she doesn't have the answer to in her book and it's something trivial and not very important, she'll just flip to a random page and then make some shit up

(Send a character and a number/several numbers and I'll answer)

#you can treat the last one as a confession #because i was scrolling through my private server looking to see if i had anything that fit the bill #and that thought just kinda sprang on me out of nowhere #so. kjHDFDHKJFD #ANYWAY THANK YOU TORT I LOVE YOU TORT #//#answered echoes #amamillalatortilla

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mortyvongola2-0 · 2 years

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What do they each have to lose?

What are they attracted to?

How’s their social life?

What are their hobbies?

Are they an introvert, extrovert, or ambivert?

Are they right brained, left brained, or balanced?

What are their most prevalent strengths and weaknesses?

What are their goals and dreams?

What are their fears and insecurities?

What would they die for?

hehehehehe i know it's alot so you don't have to do all of them if you don't want to

Even More OC Stuff

Hehehe I answered them all ;)

What do they each have to lose?

Masa really values her loved ones, whenever she does something morally questionable its always to protect someone she holds dear. Orochimaru and Kabuto often manipulate her, knowing this, but putting Daiki and Kimimaro (until his death) in unfavorable situations.

After Daiki's death she's extremely afraid of losing Kurono and joins the Akatsuki partially to be near her (when Mitsu is born she becomes quite a bit more protective). Also, she may have willingly chose to leave Gaara to join Akatsuki (knowing that he would try to kill her if she did) but she still doesn't want anything to happen to him. Even when she fights against him, she's trying to run away not confront him head on because she's afraid to lose him.

What are they attracted to?

She likes to act like she's only attracted to looks but the more you get to know about her the more obvious it is that that's not the case. What she's very much attracted to, platonically and romantically, are eyes and smiles. She feels that someone's eyes can really tell you a lot about a person and that someone's ability to smile at you is a precious gift that should be savored. Particularly, people who give rare smiles (like Gaara) she likes the most.

How’s their social life?

Her social life is pretty active after the war. Due to her and Kurono's contributions some of the Konohagakure villagers come to trust her (overtime) and some like Lee and Naruto she begins to consider to be her close friends, and she already had a pretty good relationship with Sasuke due to them both training under Orochimaru. She's also loves to spend time with Gaara and his siblings. Her and Kankuro often pull pranks on their favorite redheads together.

One of her favorite people outside of Konohagakure and Sunagakure is Killer Bee. One day she hopes to befriend him and she wants to try rapping with him. She's been to two of his concerts. She really likes everything about him.

What are their hobbies?

Thanks to Daiki she has a soft spot in her heart for music, she often hums when she's thinking really hard as well as when she's trying to comfort herself. After the war she finds that her love of music accompanies a love of dancing. As often as she can she'll try and get her loved ones, speficially Gaara, Kurono, Mitsu, Kankuro, and Temari, to dance with her.

She also has a bad habit of excess spending. Impulse buying is a big problem hobby for her; she especially will buy something if she thinks its cute. She has a room full of shelves of cute little knick knacks and that's after Gaara has made her get rid of a majority of them.

And whether she's on a mission or relaxing at home she loves to read. Some of her favorite books are the Icha Icha series, which she bought on accident because she saw the word Tactics and thought they were books about strategy. After finishing the series she keeps reading books like them but she finds that they can't fill the void Icha Icha has left.

Are they an introvert, extrovert, or ambivert?

She's more of an ambivert. At first she may seem rather quiet but that's just because she doesn't really pay much attention to anyone when she's first meeting them, but if she sees something about you she likes she won't be afraid to make the approach and initiate friendship. She does have rbf though so not many people approach her first and sometimes others don't like it when she approaches.

Are they right brained, left brained, or balanced?

Masa finds that she's pretty right brained after the war. She initially thought she would be left brained because of her thirst for knowledge and because she's right side dominant but that was not the case. She's rather creative when she puts her mind to it.

What are their most prevalent strengths and weaknesses?

Her biggest weakness is her fear, it constantly causes her to overreact and panic and when it comes to high intensity situations her emotionless mask cracks and she can't quite think before she acts. God forbid if anyone hurts her post-war Suna family, she might destroy the world in that case.

Her biggest strength is her genjutsu. Those who have lived to see it in action or lived despite experiencing it often compare it to Shisui's abilities with genjutsu, some say its better than his. It only gets stronger after she awakens her mangekyo and then again with her eternal mangekyo.

What are their goals and dreams?

Before Daiki's death her dream was to die in peace and obscurity with him by her side, after his death however it was partially to hurt Konoha as they had hurt her and protect Kurono, but Kurono obviously took more precedence as she chose Kuro over her revenge when push came to shove. After the war she often dreams of marrying the young Kazekage but refuses to act on it until the Sixth Hokage convinces her that she's allowed to be happy too.

What are their fears and insecurities?

She's afraid of the peace after the war all being snatched away, she's scared that one day Gaara will realize she's too terrible of a person to be worth his time and affection. She's scared she won't be able to protect those closest to her just like she was unable to protect Daiki and Kimimaro and she's afraid of eating animal intestines, they freak her out. Masa bares a lot of guilt.

She will never eat sausage.

What would they die for?

Of course, she would die for any members of her favorite Kazekage clan, after the war she feels so guilty for the lives she's taken that she'd probably give her life for anyone, much to Gaara's displeasure.

Thank you for asking, you always ask some good questions! That's why you're one of my favorite~

@therantingfangirl and @justmyownreality

#mortyvongola2 oc #naruto series #gaara x oc #masa uchiha #naruto oc

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sweetly-yours-and-mine · 2 years

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hello ❤️❤️❤️

Can I ask for a 💕???

I'm a 20 yr old cis girl , Gemini ,Mediterranean with olive skin dark black curly hair with a wolf cut and brown eyes.

Love music as I'm a musician myself love art and creativity and aesthetic whic is a main reason why I study architecture.

I am very good with strangers yet I shut down immediately when they get to know me and become calmer and don't talk too much with close people not on purpose just always been this way and I'm trying my hardest not do that , I do get mood swings yet the moment I feel I'm about to cross the line I just give the silent treatment I genuinely don't know if this is a normal thing or I have a lot to work on😅😂

Can I get shipped with one of Oscar characters??thx love

And congratulations on your 100 followers lysm❤️

I ship you with Jonathan Levy!

I'm not much of an astrology person myself, but from what I've read, it seems that Geminis are very chaotic and social people. Jonathan seems more introverted so to me you two will balance each other out!

As a philosophy professor, he has a deep appreciation for the arts as well and you two could spend hours talking about it together. Maybe he even teaches at the same university at you so you two might commute together and have to keep your relationship secret because it's frowned upon by the administration.

I can't describe it better than this, but Jonathan is a wine guy. He likes dusty old books, and candelit rooms. He has a hefty slice of joie-de-vivre inside him and he lives for the moment. I think that for your first anniversary (or later on idk) you two would get body paint and make love on one of those huge canvases to hang up in one of the hallways of your home. He's definitely the type to take you to mueseums and to hole-in-the-wall cinemas to watch foreign films together even though he'll kiss you through the whole thing.

Especially after the divorce, I think, Jonathan would be scared of intimacy and getting close to people for fear of getting hurt. Though this might cause some initial friction in your relationship, if you sit down and talk it through, you two will find a lot of common ground. Then, I think, you two can navigate your way through the tough spots.

As with Ava, when he decides he wants you to meet her, it'll take her a while to warm up to you. But I feel that you can bond with her over drawing and that'll really bring her out of her shell. She'll come up to you and ask you to draw her her favourite cartoon characters and will watch you as you do it for her. Then, you help her colour in the pictures and end up asleep in front of the TV watching the cartoon. Jonathan definitely has a soft spot for the two of you and cannot say no for the life of him.

I think one of the climaxes of your relationship is when he takes you to a faculty Christmas party after you've graduated and you no longer have to keep your relationship a secret. You'll dress up and spend the whole evening acting like lovers on a honeymoon.

Dating Jonathan will take a lot of work from both of your ends. He's fragile after what Mira did to him, but he also feels a different type of connection with you that wasn't there with Mira, so he'll definitely be willing to put in the work and knows that he shouldn't take it lightly that you've given him a second chance at love.

He'll be careful with your heart and trusts you enough to know that you'll be careful with his.

Thanks for playing, honey! Hope you liked it!

Come celebrate 100 followers with me!

#maria's mail #100 follower celebration #jonathan levy #scenes from a marriage #character ships #asks are open

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wild-at-spark · 1 month

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💥 COLLISON - what emotions do they have trouble dealing with?

🥞 PANCAKE - what is their comfort breakfast?

🕷️ SPIDER - what is their biggest fear? do they have any irrational / mundane fears?

🎭 MASKS - do they act differently around certain people? what’s different between the way they act around friends, family, strangers, etc.?

🎤 MICROPHONE - are they good at singing? what is their go-to karaoke song?

❇️ SPARKLE - what is their most prized possession? what do they value?

🌟 GLOWING STAR - what do they think about when they look at the night sky? is their someone they want to star gaze with

💚 GREEN HEART - what things make your oc feel comforted? hugs, kisses, food?

💥 COLLISON - what emotions do they have trouble dealing with? She struggles with anxiety alot and while it may not seem it because of the front she puts up, she's actually a pretty anxious femme and it takes a hell of a lot out of her not to have that reflect in her powers going haywire. Romance and crushes is another thing she struggles to process, but that's more down to the fact she's so very inexperienced in that field. 🥞 PANCAKE - what is their comfort breakfast?

Pancakes with ice cream, she's a sucker for sweet things and they'll instantly make her mood improve. Or if she's had a particularly bad night it's a bottle of engex poured over ice cream. But honestly if anyone makes her breakfast she'll happily eat it and feel so grateful that someone took the time to make her something.

🕷️ SPIDER - what is their biggest fear? do they have any irrational / mundane fears?

Wild is terrified of spiders, no matter how small it is she will freak out and screech like a banshee until it's been dealt with, even if it means her freezing everything in a panic until someone comes to deal with it or she somehow kills it by pelting it with ice.

Fire always freaks her out too but that's obvious because yknow ice. Also for she's scared of when stuff pops up out of the toaster. It never fails to make her jump.

🎭 MASKS - do they act differently around certain people? what’s different between the way they act around friends, family, strangers, etc.?

Oh she's totally different to her patients and colleagues in comparison to her friends.

She's stoic, she has to be in her line of work, she can't let even the most of gruesome things get to her and she can't falter because people depend on her to save their lives. Wild doesn't get chance to feel her own feelings at work but at the same time she has to remain empathetic to her patients. She's also like this with strangers. She's still pretty stoic around her friends but she can be more fun and chaotic albeit in her own way, but even then she's still masking. To truly see Wild be herself she needs to let her guard down completely which usually means snow and ice are more prominent in her interactions due to her feeling comfortable using her outlying abilities. Only when she's truly vulnerable like that is she is completely herself.

🎤 MICROPHONE - are they good at singing? what is their go-to karaoke song?

She's pretty good, she doesn't sing often but sometimes while she's doing mundane tasks like washing up or paper work she can't help but sing along to the music playing in the background.

Her go to karaoke song will always be either November Rain by Guns N' Roses OR Mine by Halestorm. Although if you get her drunk enough she will do Let it go for karaoke, she'll even make the ice castle and everything but that will take ALOT of booze.

❇️ SPARKLE - what is their most prized possession? what do they value?

Wild doesn't have much in terms of prized possessions, something that really aided her being upped and moved during the war. Some of the most important things to her are her weapons, they're what kept her safe throughout her time in the pits of kaon and throughout the war. Her axes are actually worth a fair bit in the right market due to being a collectible to gladiator fanatics, not that Wild would willingly part with them. Her staff and her wedding ring, those are completely priceless and the only real thing she has left of Ironhide other than her own memories. They're irreplaceable. 🌟 GLOWING STAR - what do they think about when they look at the night sky? is their someone they want to star gaze with

Usually Wild tends to go and watch the night sky when a thunder storm rolls in. But she'd love to go star gazing with a partner so they can just cuddle under the stars and be close while talking about literally anything.

💚 GREEN HEART - what things make your oc feel comforted? hugs, kisses, food?

Thunderstorms, she feels comfort in the static and the ferocity as the lightning strikes and the thunder roars. So much so she'll go and stand in them and let the rain run over her frame, to her its like her sire is comforting her from beyond the grave.

Hugs are another good one but she won't let just anyone hug her.

#❄️headcanon❄️#((sorry this took so long))

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gabenvrhappened · 3 months

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TheOldGabeOr... Message In a Bottle and How You Get The Girl by Taylor Swift

Favorite Lyrics (Message In a Bottle): Feeling like a face in the crowd ⬩ I'm reaching for you, terrified ⬩ Cause you could be the one that I love ⬩ I could be the one that you dream of ⬩ Message in a bottle is all I can do ⬩ standing here, hoping it gets to you ⬩ You could be the one that I keep, and I could be the reason you can't sleep at night ⬩ Message in a bottle is all I can do ⬩ Standing here, hoping it gets to you;

Favorite Lyrics (How You Get The Girl): Stand there like a ghost ⬩ Shaking come the rain ⬩ She'll open up the door ⬩ And say, are you insane? ⬩⬩ I want you for worse or for better ⬩ I would wait for ever and ever ⬩ Broke your heart, I'll put it back together ⬩ I would wait for ever and ever ⬩ And that's how it works ⬩ That's how you get the girl;

What's the risk you're trying to avoid? Let me elaborate. In life, we're always running from the risk of something, and that's not a bad thing. The risk of not getting your dream job, for example, is to be forever frustrated. So you race against it, while walking on a tightrope, to steer clear of that unpleasant destination. It's not to be mistaken with purpose. A risk has an urgency behind it, a feel of danger inside a burning and slow death, things that purpose doesn't have since it's more lightful and weightless. It shows that you must not fail in your journey, and it motivates you to keep on your path in order to never become what you most fear.

This new concept came to me after an acting class. I'm learning a monologue from Death of a Salesman by Arthur Miller, one from this character named Happy, who always tried everything he could to get his father to like him more than his brother. He tried so hard that he actually got everything he thought would be necessary to impress his old man: a successful job, a good car, and apartment, and plenty of women. Yet, still, he feels lonely at the end of the day. Learning such a complex character is proving to be a challenge, one that forces me to leave my comfort zone and that's terrifying. However, while learning the theory behind how I should approach the text, something was missing. It turned out that we were forgetting the sentiment that's within it, so during my — intense — last class we focused on the abstract feeling of making the character close to me, close to the real life of the actor.

That's where these two perfect bubblegum pop songs (that I feel like everyone think it's cool to hate) comes in. They're not my downfall. They're not the reason my head is messed up and my heart is so confusing. But they remind me of the risk I'm trying so hard to avoid, that's pretty similar to Happy in some aspects. Just like Happy, I'm not… happy. It doesn't matter how hard I try (and I know that's the problem), no boy will know that how to get this boy is to stand at his door shaking from the rain. And no matter how good I look, no boy will hear my songs as messages in bottles and decide that I should be the reason he can't sleep at night. Just like the character I have everything I ever wanted — a life in a foreign city, a growing acting and music career, friends who support me — and, still, I feel lonely. In order to avoid the risk of never finding love, I'm trying so hard to get it, that it kills my every chance and it makes me forget what I already have.

It may sound silly and even childish to you, but the matter of fact is that we're always making idealizations and creating expectations around love. Mine are perfectly curated and bound by songs like these two. They sound just like my seventeen walking broken heart. They remind me of the movies and books I grew up loving, and how I think love can be whortwhile if it's cliché and intense. And that's why I'm always frustrated. I learned that most of the time I try everything in my power to obtain the next big experience I want to live, no matter the consequences. So I control everything and make it less healthy.

I know, this whole thing started with what looked like a good concept to make you wonder and ponder, but it ended up being something really depressing. Sorry. That's because I learned the risk I'm trying to avoid, but that doesn't mean I know how to avoid it correctly. All I know is that trying so hard is probably not the answer for me. Which is confusing. First because all I ever knew was based on trying. Life is like this, everyone kept reminding us, you can't stop at the first obstacle. But then, if we try too hard, things just get stuck. So, what's the truth?

There's a reason I am how I am today, waking up feeling incredibly great just to end up feeling miserable, locked out of the house hours later. The risk in my love life is to not have the love I know I deserve and shouldn't be ashamed of. Therefore, I shouldn't be thinking I'm better off alone when I know I'm not. Sure, I don't have all the answers yet, but I know that the thing is that we shouldn't really try everything just for the sake of trying something. What we should do is not give up (and there's a difference). We need to go after what we want even when a door closes, and that can hold hands with the plan to not chase, but attract. After all, it's all about balance. So this is me walking on this tightrope, and I'll balance through it to avoid risking my life, even if I die trying. That's not the solution, I'm not cured, but now I feel like I'm almost there.

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･ﾟ𖡼 ︎ִֶָ⁀➷

FOREVER | d. claire

「 sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ 」 ଽ you and davina are a happy couple until kol comes into image and destroys everything.

「 ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs 」 ଽ swearing ; death ; angst ; sad ; gn! reader .

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➪ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ's ɴᴏᴛᴇs ❝ hi loves, please don't steal my work and if you repost it make sure to give credits. requests are always opened, enjoy ❞

DAVINA'S POV

I always admired the aesthetic of y/n's house, it was so simple yet so much detail was put into it. me and y/n were sitting in their bedroom, laughing our asses off not caring about a single thing around us, forgetting about all the supernatural stuff happening, just us in their room, in love.

after days of suffering from my past heartbreak, life finally seemed to get better by day with them by my side. do i still think about it? yes. do I miss him? no, not at all. it feels like time just stops when i'm around them

i could never imagine myself with anyone else, i will make sure this is forever.

i got snapped out of my head by y/n waving a hand in front of my face "hello you still there, dove?"

that smile, damn they're gorgeous. it took me a minute to realise that i was staring "sorry what were you saying?" i apologised "it's fine, i was talking about school anyways" after talking for a bit i decided it was time to go home so i gathered my things and they walked me to the front door.

we said our goodbyes as i pulled them into a deep kiss, i could feel their lips curving into a smile while we were kissing making me smile too "ok love I have to go now" i pecked her lips once more "i love you" "I love you more" before walking to my car

YOUR POV

i plugged my earphones in and started preparing dinner, searching through the cabinets for ingredients. i decided to make some creamy tuscan chicken, as i was chopping the spinach i heard a faint voice behind me being covered by the music playing

"well well, look who we have here" i quickly turned around and saw a man standing there, eyeing me like a lion ready to stack its prey "who are you and how did you get in my house?" grabbed a knife i pointed it towards him.

"weird how you don't know who i am, I'm kol, kol mikaelson" he smirked 'holy shit' i thought, of course, i know him. its like he has 'danger' written all over his face

"what do you want from me" i put on my fake confidence as circled me. i watched his every move, his hand travelling down to grab the weapon in my hands "don't even think about it, mikaelson" i turned around to face him but he was too fast

he slapped the knife out of my hands, pushing me across the room, landing with my back again the wall.

my breath got heavier as my hands started shaking in fear, i wasn't a vampire or a witch to protect myself against him "I've been watching you for a few weeks now, i know the way you act and your beauty stole davina's love from me, too bad i have to get it back "

he sighed faking a pout, my eyes finding his after he grabbed my chin forcing me to look up he placed his hand on my cheek as my heart started beating faster "i can hear your heartbeat, you're scared" he spoke softly in my ear sending shivers down my spine

"leave me alone, please" i begged as tears rolled down my cheek, he chuckled pressing his hand on my chest "i'm afraid i can't do that, I've been seeing how happy davina is with you, but she'll be happier with me. do you know how many times she went home and jumped around or squealed into her pillow after hanging out with you, huh? she used to do that with me too, i can't stand seeing her so happy without me"

i can feel his hand grip my heart, my lips parting to let out a scream but nothing came out, one last glance into his eyes and everything went black.

DAVINA'S POV

it's been a week since i found y/n dead, i couldn't stop crying, i knew it was kol because everyone loved them. one night he came to my house and i tried to kill him with my own hands so i can revenge

"you can be with me again, angel" he groaned as i looked into his eyes with tears still rolling down on my cheeks "you wish" i threw a punch in the face, the action making him fall

"you bitch" i got on top of him and hit him more, letting all my anger out

i got a white oak stake and stabbed kol right in the heart "i fucking hate you!" i confessed before his entire face went grey letting the tears fall on him.

after calming down i went into a forest and dug his grave, then put him inside and covered him with dirt "go to hell"

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thedelusionreaderbitch · 3 years

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Inej Ghafa x fem! Reader - Close Enough

A/n: So.... Ya I this wasn't a request I just really inspired to write about Inej today and yes I did write this all today! Also this fic goes (not full, full on) but more with Inej's struggles with touch with her S/O because I see a whole lot for Kaz (which isn't a bad thing keep writing those fics I enjoy them)! But like zero for Inej! So I made one, I hope ya'll enjoy!

Warnings: The Menagerie, mentions of sexual assault, swearing, mentions of panic attacks and flashbacks, I think that's it? You have been warned!

Summary: You and Inej have been dancing around each both knowing that you like each other, yet Inej struggles with her past when she's around you

(The gif is not mine and I do not own shadow and bone or it's characters!)

Her eyes slide over Y/n's body admiring her beauty and the way her y/h/c locks moved with the wind from the sea.

The ship rocked back and forth and Inej couldn't help but think about the way the L/n girl moved. Although Y/n wasn't silent or fluid with her motions, the girl was still graceful in her own not very refined way.

The way she held herself, the way she walked was all so effortless and bold, nothing like the captain of the very ship who was always so lithe and elegant. Yet Inej couldn't stop thinking or looking at the girl who never stayed silent. Yet Inej would never come close to the white tiger named Y/n, and both already knew that.

The deafening sound of the sea and storm was broken by the only person who could become louder and break an unbreakable silence; Y/n.

Inej could hear her footsteps coming closer and closer. She could hear her breathing even if it wasn't heavy, and most of all she could hear her close-mouthed giggles because if they were open-mouthed it would grab all the Saints in this world's attention.

Listening wasn't an option with Y/n you had to pay attention. Her whole aura demanded it, and Inej was starting to think even the Saints could hear her sometimes because that girl had a power over her no one had ever had she didn't even realize it.

"Hello, Captain!" Y/n sings leaping towards Inej's side eagerly.

Instantly Inej's senses are filled with the white tiger's perfume and it overwhelms her with emotions and memories of her past; her past in the Menagerie.

Intentionally the girl moves closer to Inej when she doesn't say something right away, and she can physically feel the hands ripping at her purple silks trying to place them apart like monsters to get to what was underneath. The kohl was around her eyes again, the bells on her ankles and the painted spots that really made her seem like an animal were on her shoulders.

She could smell the incense in her room, and the gold metal bars on the windows. It was metaphorically a cage but it was also a literal one. Inej wasn't herself anymore she was just a seemingly useless lynx only good for one thing; then she feels a hand creep up and up...

Snapping out of her trance she harshly backs away from L/n but she's still as silent as ever and that alone makes her want to scream out her lungs because she just wants to be heard.

She thought that maybe taking down the Slavers would help her find peace, she thought being away from the barrel and the Menagerie would help her hopefully start over. Really she thought she was over this, the flashbacks, the full-on panic attacks where she can't have anyone touch her for about an hour or more.

In reality, though, all she really wants is to be able to be loud and to be able to touch Y/n romanticly, all she wants is to not feel the dirty hands of the men every time she brushes against her lover.

Inej Ghafa wants to be free of the cage that she thought she had escaped, yet every time she thinks that she's pulled right back in. Clawing at the bars trying to flee yet again.

That was why the captain of the Wraith would not come close enough to the white tiger.

Guilt flash's in Y/n's eyes and she backs away, immediately putting even more space in between the two giving Inej some space to breathe.

"Sorry." The girl whispers backing up even further but never leaving nor taking her y/c/e orbs off of Ghafa.

Inej takes a breath in and she can no longer smell Y/n's perfume and the incense from the Menagerie, but she longs to smell Y/n's scent forever. And Inej is glad that Y/n's skin isn't against her's anymore but inside she's screaming because that's the only thing she wants to feel.

Inej rubs her hands over her eyes feeling so tired of all of this; if she could she would just kiss the tiger on the lips but because of fucking trauma she couldn't.

Another thought that is always at the back of her mind is ever so present at the moment - because what if she never gets to touch Y/n? Why could she touch basically anyone else but her?

"It's not your fault, you know that okay? I just-"

But Y/n being the loud person that she is, she cuts Inej off. "But do you know?"

She snaps her head up meeting the white tiger's eyes that seem to be blazing holes into her.

"Do you know it's not your fault Ghafa?"

Once again her breath is caught in her throat and the captain of the Wraith - the fearsome captain who tames the seas and takes down slavers is rendered speechless in eight words.

"Because even if you do, do you know I don't need you to touch me or even come into a five-meter radius of me?"

"That's not fair to you." She argues.

"I just want you to love me!" Y/n starts raising her voice and tears were in her eyes showing how serious the situation really was.

"You know I can't do that without-"

"For fucks shake Inej! I don't need any of the extra touchings or even getting close to me! I JUST WANT YOUR LOVE! I don't care how you show it! I just want to be yours!"

Y/n's eyes widen and panic impulses through her eyes and for the first time in a long time everything is silent. Even the ocean, even the storm, the wind, Y/n has stopped being loud and the world is awfully quiet like it needs to run after her noise. Her brightness.

Soundless tears drip from both of the girl's eyes as Inej takes a step forward the floorboards of the ship creaking beneath her as she comes closer. Not insanely close, but that wasn't the point.

"Okay." Inej murmurs.

"What?"

"I want to be yours too."

Suddenly Y/n smiles and the world brightens again and the noise of the universe is back and Inej is no longer creaking on the floorboards she's silent again but she's pretty sure she has someone else to teach her how to be loud.

Taking four steps forwards she could probably reach out and grab Y/n's hand if she wanted to, and it wouldn't be unexpected or anything of the sort. It would be on her terms.

Carefully and even a bit terrified Inej reach's her hand out towards Y/n's and she lets them brush together.

As soon as she feels her skin against her's she forgets how to breathe and fireworks must have gone off in her stomach because that's how she was feeling. It was like jumping from rooftop to rooftop without the smoke and grim of Ketterdam, it was like sailing the ocean without the fear of drowning.

Though she quickly pulls away knowing any longer she'll be pulled back into memories of her past again. Disappointment folds her veins and Y/n could obviously tell that it was already wearing her down.

"Little by little Captain! Remember step by step!"

Her voice then takes a more serious but soothing tone.

"Don't push yourself remember what I asked of you? Your love, not your body. We got to four steps today? Well maybe in a month to a year you'll get to five, I don't care! I'll be proud either way! But for right now this is close enough."

Inej grins up at the woman standing before her.

"You're amazing you know that right?"

Y/n simply flicks her hair. "Oh, I know!"

They both laugh and it rings throughout the earth reaching all the way to the Saints and they finally looked down from the heavens to see the two most remarkable girls laughing standing five feet apart holding love for each other that was so powerful they could see it spread.

It was a power they didn't know existed among the humans and they saw its potential to spread everywhere but it stopped at one point.

But that was close enough.

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sorryimananti-romantic · 3 years

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Mist | Choi San | Chapter 4

Pairing: Choi San x OC (Seohyun)

Genre: supernatural (ghost), romance, high school

Trigger Warnings: paranormal, death mentions, violence

Words: 6.6k

Disclaimer: I do not own anything except my original character and the story. I do not own any gifs or pictures used.

Full story on Wattpad (don’t spoil here if you read there too)

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Seohyun was waiting for Jiwoo for quite a while now, sitting on the desk in her room, doodling in her notebook. She sighed as she shut it, a bit frustrated. It was not like Jiwoo to leave her hanging.

Seohyun considered going out; it was highly likely that Jiwoo was at their usual spot- the park near the school, her home, or the accident site. It was about 10 pm. Wasn't that late, was it? She got up, but stopped.

Maybe Jiwoo needed space.

It was probably this, but Seohyun couldn't help fearing that she had just moved on. If she'd gotten her memories back, that could mean that she was a whole different person now. She might not be the Jiwoo she knew anymore.

Seohyun fell on her bed, staring at the wall, and suddenly felt goosebumps.

"Took you long enough," Seohyun said, not bothering to look at Jiwoo, who had just entered the room.

"Don't tell me you were waiting for me," Jiwoo smirked.

"Oh, why would I?" Seohyun smirked back, and made space for Jiwoo, who sat on the bed with her. "So?"

"So, my dear friend," Jiwoo began, clearly excited to tell her her life story.

And she did. She was Ahn Jiwoo, daughter to two loving parents and a sister to a 16 year old brother. She'd had a pretty normal life; her father was a finance manager and her mother a housewife, and she had a lot of friends during her school years too. The rumours about her father being some sort of criminal were wrong; she had to face those rumours in her life too. They had her confused with another Jiwoo in her class.

"So we were a group of four friends; 2 boys and 2 girls. I was kind of a rebel in my last few months of life, because I just found life boring. I wanted an adventure. Something new. I wanted to travel too. So I was suggesting to my friends that we should do something. They were all busy in their own ways, and I didn't understand. I kept bugging them. So when we were in that restaurant, we had an argument. I knew it was my fault. I stormed off, and I was just about to go back when I got hit by a car."

"Oh... so then you went to the hospital, and they found out you lost your memories?"

"Right," she said, "But I was already in a critical condition. Brain damage led me to death."

"Ah..." Seohyun stared at her. Jiwoo's eyes were sad as she told her this, but she looked content. "So the reason you stayed..."

"The reason I stayed was not one, but two. I wanted to make sure my friends didn't blame themselves and my parents had moved on. And I spent the whole day making sure that was the case."

"And the other reason?"

"I want an adventure," she said and smiled brightly.

"Ugh, you ghosts! You stay for the most stupid reasons!" Seohyun mocked and dramatically threw her head in her hands, which made Jiwoo hit her with a pillow until she was laughing.

"That's my last wish, Seohyun. You think you could do that for me? Go on an adventure with me?"

"Haven't you had enough of adventure though? I mean, living with me is an adventure in itself-"

"I already talked to San," Jiwoo said, catching her attention. "He actually thought it was a nice idea. So we're going on an adventure this week. He said he'll make it a surprise for me."

"Hey, hey, that's not fair? You didn't even ask me!"

"I didn't have to," Jiwoo flipped her red hair.

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"I don't know why I ever agreed to this," Seohyun sighed, handing her bag to Wooyoung who put it with the other few bags.

"Stop being a boomer and get in," Wooyoung said, and Seohyun did, muttering how she should have never suggested this.

"Should've thought before you planned all of it," Jongho snickered and Seohyun shot a glare.

"Everybody's in?" Hongjoong asked and they looked at each other, shouting a yes. Hongjoong gave a thumbs up and took the front seat of the van after shutting the door.

Everyone, including Jiwoo, who couldn't stop smiling, were seated. Seohyun had asked her mom to lend her a van that could fit 10 people, and though her mom had raised her brows in question, she had agreed when Seohyun said it was a trip with friends. She had just been surprised she had friends that were not ghosts, so without further questions (quite conveniently) she agreed, on the condition that the driver would be someone from the company.

She did raise a question when she found out that she was the only girl in the whole group, and there were only 9 people. Seohyun finally told her she was doing a favour for a ghost who had saved her life, and her mother made her promise she'd tell her the story someday.

They were going to Muchangpo Beach. They decided they'd see the sunset there. It was close to Seoul and the only place they could afford to travel and have an 'adventure'. They'd have a fun time, the boys promised, saying everything was fun when they were together.

Jiwoo was sitting between San and Wooyoung, and the three of them were chatting. Seohyun smiled when she saw that San was her voice; he'd say whatever she had to say.

She herself was in the middle row with Seonghwa and Yeosang by her sides. The two of them were also half bent backwards, listening to whatever the three of them were talking about. Seohyun had plugged her earphones in but she wasn't playing any music yet. She just listened to them talk.

"Tell us something about Seohyun," Wooyoung asked, giggling. Seohyun smiled inwardly.

"Well, Seohyun," Jiwoo thought, "she's quite rude, isn't she?"

"She's quite rude, isn't she?" San did his job, and the five of them laughed.

"She's not that rude,~" Seonghwa casted a glance at her, sighing in relief when he thought she couldn't hear him. Seohyun bit her cheek from the inside to stop smiling.

"She's scared of crows, of all thing," Jiwoo revealed, and the boys laughed a little. "She'll never show it, but when more than three crows are around, she runs for her life."

"Ah, I haven't ever noticed," Yeosang said, rubbing his chin, "she can hide it really well."

"Tell us some ghost story," Wooyoung asked. He was clearly enjoying this.

"I have a good one!" Jiwoo exclaimed and everyone seemed to scoot closer. "There was once a boy about her age who had the most stupid reason to not move on."

San almost stopped as he narrowed his eyes at Jiwoo and she assured him it was not Joon Hyuk. So San told the boys, and asked them to guess.

"He wanted an adventure too?" Yeosang laughed.

Jiwoo pouted, but said it could fall in that category, but it was a different sort of adventure. She told them to let their imagination run wild.

As San told the boys, Seohyun decided this was her cue to interrupt. "We are NOT going to talk about that!"

Wooyoung screamed a little in surprise. "Weren't you listening to music?!"

Jiwoo was just laughing and Seohyun bared her teeth at her, making everyone laugh and wonder just what sort of adventure did the boy want. After a hundred pleads from the boys, Seohyun finally told them that it didn't actually happen; she just threatened the ghost in unimaginable ways, making him move on without his desire.

"I think I have an idea of what happened," Yeosang thought, amusement in his eyes, "But I am too afraid to voice it out."

"I think you got it then," Seohyun nodded in approval and Yeosang gaped at her.

"You got it tough, friend," he said, patting her shoulder to comfort her. San and Wooyoung were pouting very loudly, and Seonghwa just stared at Yeosang and Seohyun as understanding passed between them.

"You both are so weird," Seonghwa finally said.

"If I tell you, Seonghwa, you'll drown in shame. Better protect your ears and your pure mind," Seohyun grinned.

San and Wooyoung exchanged glances, frowning, but they shook their head. It couldn't be that bad. Could it?

Seohyun plugged her earphones again, deciding she'd take a nap and actually played music this time.

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"We're here!"

Seonghwa shook her awake, and Seohyun slowly opened her eyes, her hand going in front of her eyes as she blocked the sunlight. She took off her earphones and the sound of waves hit her, making her smile. She adjusted her green dress that reached below her knees, and put her hat on.

She saw that Jiwoo was already out, running along the beach, and San was watching her with a smile on his face. He turned back, meeting eyes with Seohyun, who suddenly felt out of breath.

San was handsome- painfully handsome. And the plain white shirt he wore didn't help. His hair was flying due to the breeze and he ran a hand through them, cocking his head to the side as he watched her.

The sun making his skin glow didn't help either.

Seohyun cleared her throat and joined him, and they both watched Jiwoo, in her jeans and green T shirt that she had died in- her permanent outfit, running as freely as she could, her red hair flowing behind her, her laugh ringing in the air.

"I didn't know she'd be that happy to see the beach. Hasn't she been here before?" Seohyun asked.

"I think she has. She knew the way. And I'm almost suspicious she's doing this just to annoy you," San answered.

As if on cue, Jiwoo stopped, doing a weird dance, then started twerking-

"And that's our cue to look away," Seohyun grabbed San, now laughing, by his arm and went to join the others. "They didn't have to come. They can't see her."

"We figured out a way to enjoy with her even if we can't see her," San smirked.

And that was how, a few moments later, they all were assembled in a circle playing cards.

"Why do I think San and Seohyun are cheating on us with Jiwoo?" Yunho looked at them suspiciously.

"How do you think the cards are in the air?" Seohyun asked, and Yunho grinned. She had a point. To anyone who could not see Jiwoo, it would look like a bunch of cards were in the air.

"I WON!" Jiwoo smacked the final card and jumped in the air. Seohyun gaped at her.

"You cheated!" She shouted.

"I was sitting with you the whole time, don't give me that shit," Jiwoo smirked.

San told them that she had, indeed, won without cheating and everybody groaned. Mingi dragged the food basket and him and Jongho started spreading the food.

"Can she really not eat?" Jongho asked.

"I'm afraid not," Seohyun answered.

"Isn't it rude to eat in front of a ghost?" Jiwoo put her hands on her hip and Seohyun popped a cherry in her mouth, saying, "It is."

San scoffed. Jiwoo kicked Seohyun's leg lightly and said she was going to walk. The rest of them started to eat.

"I heard the sunset here is very pretty," Seonghwa said.

"I've been here before," Mingi took a bite of his sandwich, "It really is the prettiest."

After eating a little, Seohyun looked in the distance where Jiwoo was standing near the shore, the waves flowing near her. Jiwoo looked back and started walking towards them, then stopped halfway and gestured at them to come.

"She's calling us," San said, and they all got up, joining Jiwoo.

"I want to play in the water," Jiwoo said.

"What's stopping you?" Seohyun asked.

"With you all, you dumbass," Jiwoo laughed and took her hand, leading her to the shore.

"Hey, hey, easy there," Seohyun laughed and let out a little yelp as the waves hit her bare feet. "The water is so cold!"

Jiwoo bent down and sprayed the water on Seohyun, smirking.

"Oh no, you did not!" Seohyun bent down and sprayed back before she could run. And so started a battle of getting each other wet. They all forgot all their worries for a while, running around in the waves, laughing as loudly as they could, laughing even louder when one of them got Jiwoo. By the time it got darker, they were all quite wet.

Yunho and Yeosang ran back to get towels for everyone, throwing them one each, and wondering if Jiwoo should have a towel. Seohyun said there was no need, but Jiwoo snatched hers once she was done.

"The sunset's here, guys," Yeosang said.

They all stood silently, side by side, watching the sky change to brilliant shades of candy, the sun reflecting on the sea. It was breathtakingly beautiful. At some point, Jiwoo crossed her hand with Seohyun's, and she turned to look at her face. Her red hair shone brightly and her eyes were wet.

"I want it to be the last thing that I see before I go," Jiwoo almost whispered. Seohyun's heart sank in her knees. It was really happening.

Jiwoo looked at San and smiled widely, San smiled back and waved at her. Jiwoo asked him to tell everyone that she was thanking them for doing so much for her. They all assured her it was nothing, and said they were gonna miss her.

San looked at Seohyun, nodding and urged the others to come with him. Only Jiwoo and Seohyun remained now, facing the sunset.

"It's really happening," Jiwoo finally said. A cry of pain escaped Seohyun's mouth. She couldn't take it anymore. Jiwoo rubbed her hand comfortingly, making her face herself. "You've given me an adventure. The time I spent with you, that was enough. Today was for you, Seohyun."

"Are you serious?" Seohyun asked.

Jiwoo nodded. "I told everyone it was for me, but no. It was for you. A gift for helping me out so much. For being a friend. A little sister that I always wanted."

Seohyun smiled sadly, "I'm gonna miss you so, so much. I got used to you, I shouldn't have."

"I know," Jiwoo smiled, kissing her forehead and wrapping her in a hug. Seohyun closed her eyes and inhaled. "Don't cry on me right now, Seohyun."

Seohyun laughed a little. "I'm trying not to, you're making it harder by reminding me!" She opened her eyes and saw the boys, watching them from a distance.

"I hope you'll open your heart more, Seohyun. That's my last wish. You had a tough life, but you have so many people, dead and alive, who love you. I hope you remember that, always."

"Unnie..." A tear escaped Seohyun.

Jiwoo watched the sunset, Seohyun in her arms, and it was perfect.

She closed her eyes.

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Seohyun felt it, felt her presence fade away. She was no longer hugging Jiwoo. She stood for a few seconds before finally collapsing on the sand and she shuddered as tears began to flow. She put her face in her hands and cried her heart out.

The boys approached her, sitting around her, rubbing her back, telling her that it was okay. She just cried and cried, and she knew she was letting go of Joon Hyuk along with Jiwoo too. The proper goodbye that she had so badly wanted, she finally got it.

San put her arms around her and brought her closer, caressing her hair. After a few minutes, she was out of tears. She let her hair cover her face as she rested her head on San's shoulder, trying to normalize her breath.

Jongho handed her a water bottle. She managed a smile and took a few sips, rubbing her eyes. The boys looked at each other. They weren't sure what they should do next.

"God damn me if I ever befriend a ghost again," Seohyun said and finally laughed, making everyone else laugh along.

"Are you okay?" Hongjoong asked.

"Yes, I am, actually," she said, wiping her eyes again. "I'm done crying for a while now." Her eyes went to San, who understood and smiled.

"Alright, let's get some dinner."

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The driver had dropped Seohyun home now, and was on the way to drop the rest of them. As Seohyun entered her home, it felt strange. She felt utterly alone now that she knew Jiwoo wasn't gonna be back ever.

She tried to recall the time, only a few months ago, when she hadn't met Jiwoo yet. What did she even do in her spare time? She could not remember.

Seohyun went in her room and changed into her PJs first. After she combed her hair and scrolled a bit, she got up to turn off the light and saw something lying on her desk.

It was a painting. Of Jiwoo and her, cheek to cheek, smiling, the black cat in their arms. Seohyun gasped a little and examined it. It was really well drawn. Who made it?

She turned the page and saw something written on the back of it:

Seohyun,

I remember now that I loved painting. Since we don't have any photos, I captured us in this painting. Now you have a photo!

Love always, Jiwoo unnie ^^

Seohyun laughed a little as she read how she had addressed herself. "I guess you really liked being called unnie," she thought out loud.

She set the painting on her bookshelf. After being content with its position, she turned off the light, and slept surprisingly peacefully throughout the night.

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"I swear to god if you don't make fun of me when I do something stupid, I'm never gonna talk to you all again."

"Well, that's new," Yeosang commented, "You're begging for it now."

"Better that then you all being like this!" Seohyun let out a frustrated sigh.

The boys were being ridiculously sensitive with Seohyun, and she was feeling absolutely uncomfortable. She hadn't noticed it the first two days, but then she noticed in the little things; how they'd always offer her food before eating themselves, how they'd always accompany her, etc. She had enough of the special treatment.

"You're acting like someone died," Seohyun said.

"Back at it with the dead jokes are you?" San shook his head.

"Technically, Jiwoo was dead," Jongho remarked.

"So did she die twice then?" Mingi wondered.

"Oh please," Seohyun sighed again, "I just want you all to act like we used to. No more special treatment. Please, this makes it worse. I'm already at terms with Jiwoo going. It was bound to happen."

"Alright, alright," Seonghwa said and shushed her. "We didn't know what else we could do. Back to normal, okay?"

"Thank you," Seohyun truly meant it. "Also, I think I'm ready to share my drums." The boys hooted except one.

"Are you angry?" Mingi asked. Seohyun immediately turned to San, who was suddenly interested in Wooyoung's fingernails.

"Now I am," Seohyun muttered, and San smiled without meeting her eyes. The teacher came and interrupted their session, so they went back to studying.

After school was over, the boys decided to go to their warehouse, while Seohyun asked if anyone would help her bring the drums. San volunteered and they walked to her home, the black cat in San's hand.

As they walked, talking about how it looked like the cat missed Jiwoo, San stopped in his tracks. "I think you have a guest."

Seohyun looked ahead and saw a middle aged man dressed like a doctor. He was a ghost. Seohyun shared a look with San and went ahead.

"How can I help you?" Seohyun asked. The ghost got startled when he saw that San could see him too.

Jiwoo had once explained that to ghosts, Seohyun shined a little brighter than the rest of the humans, which was how they knew. Seohyun had just thought she was crazy but now she realized, now that she was with San, that it must be true.

Or maybe Jiwoo hadn't been joking that one time when she said there was a banner on top of her head and every ghost could see it, only Seohyun couldn't.

"I was told you'd help me," the doctor said. Seohyun nodded and he continued. "I made a mistake. I operated on a patient and it went wrong. It was my fault. The patient lost his vision. They were going to sue me, but when I tried to settle it, we had an argument. They gave up on suing me, saying I wasn't even worth the trouble.

"It was a few days later. I went into a slump and started drinking a lot. I was on the roof of the hospital and it wasn't my intention, but I slipped. That's how I died."

"I'm sorry to hear that," Seohyun said, "How can I help you move on then?"

"I want to let the patient know that I truly am sorry, and I want to let my family, just my family know that it wasn't a suicide. I wouldn't leave them behind on purpose."

"But... isn't it easier for your family this way? Than knowing that you are now a ghost? That it wasn't an accident?"

"I think," San began, "that he's right. It's more easier for them if they know he didn't commit suicide. They'd feel really bad if they think he left them on purpose. No one wants that from the people they love."

The doctor smiled thankfully at San. "I'll take you to the patient first," he said and asked if he should teleport the two of them.

"Do you want to come? You don't have to," Seohyun said.

San stroked the cat's head. "I want to."

"I don't know if it's safe for San to teleport. So we'll take the mundane route. Lead the way, sir."

"It's quite a distance. I hope you have money for taxi," the doctor said.

On the way to the patient's house, they had a nice chat with the doctor. He told them about his life, back when he was famous for being a good surgeon. He had never made a mistake and he had always held pride in that. But with this particular patient, he took a risk he knew he shouldn't have.

He told them he had a 10 year old daughter and he wanted her to become a doctor too. He wanted her to know that it was good to save people, and she shouldn't be afraid to take risks but also be careful at the same time and know her limits.

Seohyun was actually touched by the whole thing. It was good to have ghosts like these once in a while; nice, well-mannered ghosts.

They reached the patient's house. It was in a posh area; the patient himself must be rich. The house looked more like a mansion from the outside. Upon ringing the doorbell, a woman appeared, who the doctor told them was his wife. She seemed to be past 50s.

"We're relatives of Dr. Lee, the one who operated on your husband. We're here to discuss things about the case."

The woman passed them a skeptical look, "The doctor passed away, didn't he? We gave up on the case altogether. What do you want now?"

"We just want to talk to Mr. Cho. It's important. Please."

The woman let them in, guided them to the chairs in the garden and said she'd bring her husband. San and her sat down, admiring the lush gardens. The doctor paced worriedly.

"It will be alright. I have a way with words," Seohyun assured the doctor.

The husband and wife arrived; San and Seohyun got up and greeted them respectfully. "I am Seohyun, Dr. Lee's distant relative. This is San, my cousin."

"Have a seat," he said and they all settled down, including the wife. Seohyun sighed and decided she'd get to the point.

"Dr. Lee made a mistake. You must know that," Seohyun said. The wife looked at her husband worriedly.

"So he says," Mr. Cho said, staring in the distance.

"He wants to apologize, sincerely. I'll get to the point. He's here right now. I can see ghosts, the dead who have not moved on. He had unfinished business here, because he wanted to sincerely apologize. He won't be able to move on until he hears your forgiveness."

"Is this a prank?" Mrs. Cho asked, but Mr. Cho shushed her.

"I hope you can prove he's here," Mr. Cho said.

"Dr. Lee told you about some ginseng plant right before you went under anesthesia. No one was there when he told you, right?"

"That's true," Mr. Cho smiled. His wife began to complain but he raised a hand. "That's interesting. My father had a friend. He could see ghosts too. Are you the Mediator?"

San and Seohyun looked at each other in surprise. "That's what they call me, yes."

Mr. Cho laughed a little. "I used to not believe my father and that friend of his for the longest time, until I saw something and couldn't believe my eyes. That's why I believe you too, girl. You're doing a good job."

"Thank you," Seohyun said.

"So Dr. Lee is here? I can speak directly to him?"

"Yes sir."

"Alright. Dr. Lee, it was your fault, I know. But I truly forgive you. There are things we cannot avoid. We call it fate or destiny. What's bound to happen, fortune or misfortune, happens and you cannot avoid it. That's what I believe. I want you to move on, without the burden of my accident holding you back. You didn't do it on purpose, and that is enough for me."

Tears escaped Mrs. Cho's eyes and she wiped them. Seohyun muttered to San, 'wise man', and they watched Dr. Lee's eyes shine with tears to as he said his apology and thanks. Seohyun conveyed the message.

They were offered tea, but Seohyun told them they had to get home. The man offered to help Seohyun out if she ever had trouble with this Mediator job. She accepted, saying she would pay a visit someday.

The three of them left the house, standing in the street and reflecting on what had happened.

"That went rather smoothly," Seohyun commented.

"I know!" San widened his eyes at her.

"Thank you, Seohyun. It really does feel like a burden off my shoulder."

"No problem, we should move now. What's the next job?"

"I don't think I can see them like this," the doctor said. "I love my daughter and my wife very much. Seeing them would want me to stay. Do you think I can write a letter to my wife? You can give it to her tomorrow."

"Will your wife believe that it was really written by you?"

"We had a secret code between us; we created it. If I mention it in the letter, she'll have to believe it. And she'll recognize my handwriting too."

San and Seohyun decided that was convenient, and Seohyun handed the doctor a pen and paper. He wrote a short one, muttering something about how the less he wrote the better it would be. Then he folded it and handed it to Seohyun.

"I trust you. You'll give the letter tomorrow, right? I wrote the address on the other page."

"I will deliver it personally."

"Thank you," the doctor smiled. "Do you think I'll be able to watch over my daughter?"

"Maybe you will," Seohyun said.

"Guardian angel," San added, making the doctor smile as he disappeared. He had moved on.

"Well," Seohyun said, "That was quick. I love it when ghosts are wise enough to actually know how to handle their mess."

San scoffed. "Let's go."

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Grabbing some coffee from a café they passed by, they took a taxi to Seohyun's home. Seohyun insisted that they should eat before they packed the drums and go to the warehouse. San helped her set the table. She had made pasta last night, which she reheated, and had some chocolates for dessert.

"Does your mom ever come home?" San asked as he nibbled on the chocolate.

Seohyun yawned. San reflected. They both were tired and sleepy now. "She has an apartment near her office so she only comes once a week here."

San yawned again and Seohyun laughed. "Should I let you nap?"

San smiled lazily. "Let's just pack the drums while you're still angry. I don't want you to change your mind."

Seohyun threw the wrapper at him and he caught it before it hit his face, throwing it right back. She dodged it. "Come on, let's dismantle it."

It took them ten minutes to dismantle and pack the drums. But it was already night time, and the boys had locked the warehouse and gone home when San asked them.

"Well, I'll call them here tomorrow. They should take it if they want it so much."

"Good idea." San said, yawning again.

"I think if I let you go home now, you're gonna fall asleep in the middle of the road. Take a power nap, San."

"Oh no, I shouldn't. I'll just go," he said and walked past her, only to be grabbed by the arms and led to a room despite him insisting he was not THAT sleepy.

San entered the room and immediately knew it was Seohyun's. The potted plants, the books, the mess. And the painting.

"So that's the painting, eh," he said, walking towards it and looking at the detail, absolutely wowed by it.

"How do you know? I don't think I mentioned," Seohyun narrowed her eyes.

"Jiwoo told me she left a gift for you," he smiled. Seohyun went to stand with him, looking at the painting with him.

"She's really good," she said.

San looked down at her. She felt so small; he was about a head taller than her. He turned towards her, his hand going to play with her hair. "You're really okay, right?"

"I am, San," Seohyun assured him. "I do feel lonely when I'm home, but you guys make up for it everyday."

San nodded. He was still playing with her hair. Seohyun suddenly flushed; they were standing quite close to each other. San noticed her looking at him, her light brown eyes shining.

He seemed to be searching her eyes for something. And Seohyun wasn't sure what it was, but she felt her heart pumping louder every second. She was, oh god, she was so attracted to him. He made her feel so many things just by looking at her.

"What are you looking at?" Seohyun asked- almost whispered.

"You," San said, bringing his hand to cup her face, surprised when she leaned in to his touch and closed her eyes. It made him melt. He brought her in for a hug and she gladly wrapped her arms around his waist, his small waist. She could hear his heart beat just as loudly. San rested his face on her head, rocking them back and forth. He didn't want to let go, he wanted to stay like this as long as he could.

Seohyun sighed. All she could think about was how he felt. Her mind was truly blank.

San finally broke apart a little, Seohyun's arms still around his waist. He was staring at her, his hands cupping her face, putting stray hair behind her ears. Seohyun wanted to do the same to him, but at the same time she didn't want to let go of him.

"Seohyun, Seohyun," he whispered, loving the sound of her name on his lips. She bit her lip. It seemed like they just stared at each other for the longest time, afraid to say anything, until Seohyun smiled at the situation.

San kissed her forehead first, a light peck. When she didn't move away, he tilted her face a bit upwards to kiss her cheekbone, then her cheek, leaving butterfly kisses, making her tremble all over. She clenched his shirt tighter, out of breath already. Their noses brushed and she loved the feeling of it, his breath warm on her. And when their lips brushed, San finally kissed her properly.

And Seohyun's mind went blank.

San's hand went behind her neck and Seohyun finally left his waist, only to cup his face herself as she guided him along. They tasted chocolate on each other. Seohyun was deepening the kiss, she just couldn't get enough. San mirrored her movements, following along, making her bend backwards until her back hit the desk and her hand went to rest on it for support.

San broke apart to catch his breath. His eyes were glazed, and so were Seohyun's. He put his hand on Seohyun's, the one that was on the desk, and with a sultry look and half a smile, he kissed her again, so passionately that it made Seohyun curve back and back until San was half on top of her.

When they broke apart, finally short of breath, Seohyun smirked. "I thought you were sleepy."

"I still am," he said, resting her forehead against her and smiling, eyes shut.

Seohyun lead him to her bed, making him sit. She bit her lip and smirked as she positioned herself on San's lap. San held her by her waist and let her kiss him; on his cheeks, like he had done, a peck on his nose which made him laugh, and finally a kiss to the lips.

"God, the way you make me feel, Choi San!" She sighed dramatically.

"And how do I make you feel?" He questioned. Seohyun shook her head. "I'll tell you later. Now we sleep."

San set his alarm for a power nap and with Seohyun in her arms, they both slept peacefully. When the alarm did go off, Seohyun didn't budge. With a kiss on her forehead, he left the house.

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"There's something wrong with Seohyun," Yeosang announced and everyone turned to look at him.

"There's more?" Wooyoung asked sarcastically and Seohyun glared at him, turning to look at Yeosang, asking him what he meant by that.

"I don't know," Yeosang threw his hands in the air, clearly frustrated, "She keeps smiling to herself. It's creepy."

Seohyun and San shared a look and San, despite his struggle not to, burst out laughing. Seohyun pursed her lips, trying not to smile but failed.

"See?" Yeosang pointed at her, "Has she ever smiled like this?"

Wooyoung was looking at San and Seohyun. "You both.... Is there a secret I don't know about!?"

"I don't have secrets anymore..." Seohyun lied shamelessly, shrugging. San put his hands in the air and said, "I only laughed because of what Yeosang said."

"No, you're looking at each other with the most disgusting look in your eyes," Yeosang observed, "Don't tell me you two..."

"Ah, no, that cannot have happened!" Hongjoong waved him off as Seonghwa gasped.

"How could you even suggest such a thing?" Seonghwa shook his head, clearly disappointed in Yeosang.

"No, I didn't even say anything yet..." Yeosang looked at Seohyun to apologize but she smirked at him, making his eyes go wide.

"I am RIGHT! Something happened between these two, she smirked at me!"

Seohyun immediately put her poker face and looked at Mingi and Jongho, who were right in front of her, with the most innocent look in her eyes. "Did you see me smirk?"

Mingi and Jongho shook their heads. Yeosang shot Seohyun a glare. "I know I'm right. If this turns out to be true..."

"Stop being so dramatic," San said, shushing Yeosang, and got up to drink water.

They were all in the warehouse, having just left school, and were currently relaxing and drinking juice, chatting with each other. Yeosang had noticed Seohyun smiling more than usual, which made him think something happened. It didn't help that San and Seohyun couldn't stop exchanging glances.

Seohyun had brought the drum set with Yunho before coming to the warehouse. Seohyun motioned to Mingi and they got up, leaving the rest behind.

"Have you ever played drums before? Like, actual drums?"

"Yeah," Mingi answered, "A friend of mine had them."

"Alright, you should learn how to arrange them."

So Seohyun taught Mingi all about the components of a drum set, their various uses and how to dismantle them and put them back. Mingi listened carefully, and Seohyun smiled inwardly at how happy he looked. It made her feel guilty that she delayed it so much.

When they were done, they stood back to have a look.

"A much needed upgrade," Mingi smiled, ruffling Seohyun's hair, "Thanks."

"This drum set is my baby, okay? Use it well."

"Yes ma'am," Mingi saluted and Seohyun pointed at the drums. "Have a go."

Mingi sat on the stool, testing the weight of the drum sticks in his hand. He tested the sounds then, and played a little, freestyling, laughing as he did. The others had come to watch him, cheering and hyping him up.

"Not bad," Seohyun said when he finished, "Just go with your heart. Don't think."

"Your turn," Mingi handed her the drum sticks and she almost panicked.

"I think I'm good," she hesitated but someone pushed her forward. It was Yunho.

"I didn't go through all that trouble of coming to your house and carrying the drums to not see you play," he shook his head.

"Alright. Just a second," Seohyun said, tying her hair in a ponytail. "There you go."

Everyone hooted, clearly excited. This was the first time she was going to actually play in front of them, save for the time she had played the violin for San. San smiled at her as if he was thinking the same thing. Seohyun inhaled, testing the drums, and began.

She realized she really did enjoy playing the drums; there was just something about drums where you could express freely, and loudly, as if you wanted everyone to hear it. And it made her smile like crazy, put her brain on pause for a while and play with her heart.

She played like crazy, and when she was done, everyone was in awe.

"You're actually very good!" Hongjoong said, finally clapping. Seohyun bowed her head and got up. "I didn't expect this."

"It's like she was a different person," Jongho was looking at her with wonder.

"Teacher! you're my teacher from today," Mingi declared, and Seohyun scoffed at him.

"You don't need a teacher, teach yourself. I know you can."

"Nooo~" he wailed, "I would love you as a teacher!"

Seohyun just waved him off, going to San and smiling embarrassingly at him. He pinched her cheeks and she pouted, the two of them forgetting for a moment that everyone was still watching her.

"You two... there is something different!" Jongho laughed in disbelief. San and Seohyun started laughing. Yeosang just shook hands with Jongho, thanking him for finally noticing.

"They're not even bothering to deny it, guys," Yunho grinned.

"San is mine!" Wooyoung shouted dramatically, coming to hug San, sticking his tongue out at Seohyun. Seohyun glared at him, baring her teeth at him, and snatched San from him. Wooyoung gasped, and suddenly the two of them were in a battle, both pulling at San by his arms, who was laughing painfully, shouting for help.

"He's not even choosing!" Seohyun laughed, and winked at Wooyoung as she said, "Let's ditch him."

Wooyoung pushed San away, rather forcefully, who fell in Yeosang's arms. He put his arm in Seohyun and she flipped her hair as they walked away from him.

"No one loves me," San buried his nose in Yeosang's neck, pouting. Yeosang sighed, patting his head.

"You're right," Yeosang said, "Absolutely right."

"Hey..." San moaned like a little kid.

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