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undiscovered-horizon · 2 years

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Dark!Druig Headcanons

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I have finally watched Eternals and now I understand why y'all are so obsessed with this man because same

This is a concept that is neither new nor uncommon

But my God do I love it

So let's dive into it

You’re part of the commune, just living your best rustic cottagecore life without a care about the outside world

Goals tbh

And it’s a perfectly normal day when Druig takes notice of you

It’s not like you’ve just appeared, you were born there

Druig may have been looking but he wasn’t seeing

You’re just carrying a basket of produce, waving and smiling at the children running around

And it’s as if Arishem himself bitch slapped Druig

He eavesdrops on your thoughts and comes to the realization that you’re the personification of human virtues, without an ounce of vice

Druig is watching you from a distance like one watches a wild animal in its natural habitat, careful not to disturb it. He also begins to follow you around

And as much as he would like to show the humankind what it can be, a weird fear clouds his mind

What if the world corrupts you? What if your virtues are delicate enough to be devoured by the odiousness of darkest desires?

No, he can’t risk that

And with that thought, he approaches you for the very first time in an attempt to see if your words are as chaste as your image in his head

Ever since Druig quite clearly suggests that you should "surrender" yourself to his protection and live like you deserve

Pointing out the possible dangers lurking around and the fact that not all people have pure intentions and that he, and only he, could keep you safe and sound

The vision of the world he presents to you is definitely embellished for certain purposes

The proposition, although kind, is met with rejection: it’s not that you don’t like Druig or don't believe his words, you just like your simple, rustic life

It’s a very rewarding lifestyle, to know that your mangoes, rumberries, grapefruits and avocados feed the community you love and care about

Man I love fruit

Besides, Druig has done so much for you, your family and the entire community. He would have no reason to deceive you, would he?

Druig's not keen on negotiations

I mean, you are just a human after all, right? He’s a timeless space being, he probably knows better

You’ll love staying by his side! You just don’t know it yet

So the next bit you’ve, kind of, brought unto yourself. Until you see reason, Druig doesn’t have many options, does he?

He starts off with more subtle things like mind-controlling everyone into alienating you

There are two reasons for that: 1) he doesn't want to risk anyone tainting your kindness and gentleness, and 2) if no one engages in a relationship with you, the loneliness will bring you straight to him

Yes, the idea of being your savior has been occupying his mind for quite some time

Your friends don't have the time to talk to you, some people start to completely ignore you, and your family is genuinely disinterested in you

He fights with his own thoughts about whether he should plant a seed of dislike in your head towards those around you: sure, it would make this whole ordeal easier for him but wouldn't it be a speck of dirt on your otherwise chaste spirit? In the end, he settles for unwavering ambivalence

Druig knows he's breaking your heart, he hears it in your thoughts, but it's a step towards the greater good: sometimes you have to lose first to win later.

So don't be surprised when you wake up one day to a thought in your head that maybe venturing alone into the woods isn't a good idea and that maybe you should stop by Druig's and see how he's doing

But it's rude to show up at someone's house empty-handed, so you bring some fruit with you

Druig definitely got you to hand-feed him grapes or berries

Depending on how receptive you are to his coercion, he might put himself into your dreams

Especially if you're having a nightmare, "saving" you from whatever's bringing you woe

He could, of course, plant an entirely new dream into your head but where's the fun in that? Druig plays his cards well

Even if consciously you know it's just a dream and none of it is real, you can't help your subconscious mind being more drawn towards Druig - just the way he planned everything

In all honesty, it would be less than child's play to make you devoted to him but such a scenario can't quite satisfy the itch inside him. He longs for you to choose to be by his side like a game he plays to win and although he does cheat in this game, the win is a lot less satisfying when the game is rigged to your favor __________ @restingbitchsblog

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jayujus · 2 months

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rent a boyfriend! - chapter 13

— 13 eternal sunshine

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eliluvschan · 2 months

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My Eternity

pairing: bang chan x reader

word count: 2.098

warnings: cutie channie explaining his relationship & like one curse word?

genre: fluff

a/n: when i tell you i've never had a boyfriend would you believe me? lmaoo i blame the 4am thoughts for this one. took me 4 hours to write this with like 7 mental breakdowns through? i was listening to WOW and i reeeaally wanted to add Jisung's; jeogiyo noona hokshi namjachingu isseoyo? but rlly didn't know how lmao + i'm addicted to this small lettertype so imma use it from now on ;) okay now i'll let you go read. enjoooooy ♡

i’ve known you ever since the day when we were kids.

- we’ve been neighbours since childhood. you moved to my hometown, went to my class and blended in. everyone liked you, how could i not?

the happiest moment to ever exist.

- i was always happy when you sat beside me and my friends, not wanting to make friends with the others in high school.

check my bucket list, oh, you were on the list.

- before i met you, i didn’t have a bucket list. you just kind of became my best friend and we made a bucket list together. i never showed you mine, cause you were on the list.

i’m living the dream, somebody heard my wish.

- it has always been my dream to have someone like you by my side, so understanding, so beautiful with such an amazing soul. my wish has been heard and i’ve been the happiest ever since.

call out your name.

- my Y/nnie, princess, little one, baby girl, sweetheart, darling, love, honey, baby, jagiya, sweetie, future wifey, koala bear, cuddle bug and many more sweet names. i can give you a million nicknames.

you do the same.

- Channie, future husband, baby, jagiya, sweetheart, cutie, sweetie, boyfriend, darling, baby boy, prince, hottie, kangaroo, Chris, Christopher, Bahng. you never run out of nicknames for me and they always make me blush, laugh and flutter.

hug you all day.

- you love hugging me and so do i. it’s the best part of when i come home after a tiring day of practice and engulf you in a big hug like it’s the last time i’ll ever hug you.

i hope this’ll never end for eternity.

- i love you like the person you are, how your nose and brows scrunch together when you can’t open something and always ask me, or how you silently hug me from behind or the side when i’m busy producing songs. i don’t ever want to leave your side.

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i just want all time to stop.

- time has always been an issue. whether it’s morning or evening. i won’t ever get tired of you. the way you whine in the mornings for five more minutes, or evenings when you cling to me like my little koala bear.

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i’m never letting go.

- i am never letting go of you. you’re stuck with me jagiya. now until eternity.

let’s go on a little walk, see the world outside.

- i always have to drag you outside, or else you want to stay inside most of the times we're together. it's cute.

don't wanna let you go.

- never ever will i leave you. my eyes always find you in a crowd, at concerts or fan-meetings. one small smile and i feel like i can achieve anything in this big, scary world.

the way that you give me your hands, i'll fly.

- the first time you gave me your hand, was when your date dumped you at prom. you were so sad and i wanted to punch the bastard right then and there. even though i wanted to be the one who took you to prom in the first place.

at times when i feel down or empty.

- the times when i'm stressed with work, or when i have writers-block, you're always there to distract me. even without me saying anything, makes me love you even more.

you're always beside me.

- you're always there to catch me at my lowest moment. when i feel like a bad leader, or when i feel like i'm not enough for you, the boys or my siblings back in australia. you're just there doing something random with Jisung or Hyunjin and it brings the hugest smile to my face, making me forget all my worries.

promise that i'll love you plenty.

- i promise that i'll always love you. even when i don't show it or say it enough, my heart only beats for you. the way you joke around with Changbin, Felix and I.N. or play savage with Lee Know or Seungmin. it just fills my heart even more than i thought it could.

i hope this'll never end for eternity.

- i'm sure i tell you this lots but the way you always fiddle with the strings of your (my) hoodie or the way you put your hands in your or my holes in our jeans when you're anxious. it's adorable.

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when i look at you i know that you're the only one.

- i have never been in serious relationships but this one with you is something else. i want you to know that i want you as my first and last for everything.

the only one yeah.

- you're the only one that can make me do things i usually hate and the only one that can calm me down in your own magical way.

nothing in the world could beat our little special bond.

- nothing in the world can try and break our bond. with each other we can be crazy in our own way and none of us would judge each other for that.

'cause we are one.

- we are one. you complete me just as i complete you. you know everything of me like i know everything about you.

run around and make a mess, we don't even have to rest.

- the boys are always loud and a mess so i guess i need you to help me clean after them. being a dad of 7 is a tiring job. luckily i have you and together we can do anything.

every moment is a precious memory.

- every moment together or with the boys are precious. like dancing with danceracha until the early mornings, rapping sessions with 3racha in the studio or just joking around with vocalracha when they have nothing to do.

the way you wake me up in bed, yeah, i hope this never ends.

- you always lave little kisses around my face or just stare at me, staying in my embrace. it's mainly me waking you up cause you love your sleep and always ask for 5 more minutes to lazy around in bed.

i'm lucky that you're my best friend so.

- my best friend, my lover, my soulmate, significant other, my future wife, my girlfriend, my everything. there aren't enough words to describe my love for you. guess we should thank your parents for moving right next to us when you were 10.

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i just want all time to stop.

- those last 16 years went by so fast, it's crazy how fast time flies. i'll never forget our first encounter at school. you bumping into me and then scolding me for accidentally dropping my juice box on your blouse. i felt bad and handed you my shirt. and had a huge smile each time i saw you wearing my shirt that day around school.

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i'm never letting go.

- the time i confessed, and you didn't reply, i thought you'd hate me. instead you grabbed my face and gave me a long and passionate kiss. you were barely 17. i was 20. yet it was the best decision i had made that day.

let's go on a little walk, see the world outside.

- our first date was a walk around the beach. your hand was safely in mine as it was a little over 12 am. our phones full of missed calls from our parents as we enjoyed each other's company.

don't wanna let you go.

- when we told our parents about our relationship, they were over the moon. they never expected us to end up together and your father gave me a firm handshake and told me to speak to him later. never had i feared for my life more than the glare he gave me.

the way that you'll give me your hands, i'll fly.

- the way your hands fit perfectly in mine. it's a sign huh? you're my soulmate now and forever. or how you moved to seoul for me because you couldn't stand the long distance, not realising it would be lonely for you. but then again, i forgot what a social butterfly you are and became friends with half the Kpop industry as you were a dance teacher yourself, teaching dances to little kids who were passionate about dancing.

at times when i feel down or empty.

- there's always times when i feel down or empty. like how i worry about if Berry might forget me after not seeing me for a long time and you reassuring me that she won't. because that's who you are, always reassuring me and the others if one of us is feeling stressed.

you're always beside me.

- you've always been beside me. when i was a trainee, when i debuted, when i wasn't sure about my career and all the other choices i made in these last 16 years. you could read me like an open book and knew all my struggles back then and now.

promise that i'll love you plenty.

- the boys are always complaining how mushy i get when they mention you. they've also mentioned a million times when i'll propose to you, not knowing i've started planning way ahead and am planning to ask you very soon.

i hope this'll never end for eternity.

- you always bring me and the boys lunch on your free days or in the weekend. knowing that we all love your cooked foods. and then like to hang around and even dance together with us to choreo's that Lee Know teaches us. or how you even made some changes to the dances cause you thought they could use another movement.

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ah-ooh (eternity)

- you'll always be my eternity.

ah-ooh

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you make me call out your name.

- a little after 5 pm you arrive home. immediately jumping into my arms as you dump your shoes, coat and bag somewhere in the hallway. ''i missed you jagiya.'' i smile in your neck as you hum in response, telling me you missed me too.

you do the same.

- the way you always call my name when i come back home late. telling you not to wait up, yet every time you still do, attacking me in a tight hug and whine cutely telling me to take a quick shower before we head to bed.

hug you all day.

- the door opens and a few seconds later you're in the hallway with two heavy bags of groceries that you picked up on your way home. while you're cooking, i hug you from behind and we stay in each other's presence as you cook a delicious home made dish.

i hope this'll never end.

- even after a long, tiring day at work, you never fail to amaze me with the amazing dishes you learn from the internet, my mother or yours. the praises i give you aren't enough, so i'll feed you too.

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i'm never letting go.

- you've teased me a lot about going to my 'side-hoes' even though i've never had eyes for someone other than you. of course in those 6 years that we've been together we've had multiple fights. but we always went and apologised even if the fight wasn't that serious. we also have an unspoken rule to never go to bed upset and always communicate things with each other before accusing without proof.

let's go on a little walk, see the world outside.

- i'm planning on asking you on the beach. the exact same one where we had our first date years ago. i've got the perfect plan in mind to get you there and the best way to ask you. i can't wait to see your reaction to this song i wrote for you and the reaction you'll have when i go down on one knee and ask you to be mine for eternity.

don't wanna let you go.

- today, i asked your parents your hand in marriage. they were thrilled to see their little girl getting married to her first boyfriend from 16 years ago. 6 years ago your father glared at me for being the boyfriend of his daughter. today, he gave me a hug and told me he trusted me as your husband.

the way that you'll give me your hands, i'll fly.

- you're never getting rid of me, jagiya. i'll always love and cherish you for who you are. and so will the boys. they were so happy when i told them i'm finally proposing and wanted to be part of the plan too.

eternity.

- you're sleeping in my arms right now, not realising that the ring i'm planning to slip on your finger soon, is safely in it's box in my right hand, while my left arm is tightly wrapped around your fragile body, holding you close to me, your head on my chest right where my heart is beating just for you.

#skz fluff #skz imagines #skz scenarios #skz x reader #stray kids #bang chan #bang chan x reader #bang chan x y/n #stray kids fanfic #bang chan fluff #bang chan fanfic #bang chan scenarios #bang chris #christopher bang #eternity #SoundCloud

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thewhumpcaretaker · 2 months

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Things that Whumper Can Do to an Undead/Immortal Whumpee

Induce a heart attack, as many times as they please

Induce a stroke

Induce a seizure

Electrocute them

(Depending on the rules of the immortality) Remove, electrocute, or cut into the brain, creating effects similar to an extremely bad drug trip

Drain their entire body of blood

Waterboarding (also potentially in blood)

Encase them completely in concrete, immobilized and unable to breathe

Embed a sharp object inside them, which stabs them continuously from the inside out

Embed a sharp object inside them, which stabs them continuously from the inside out, but sexually

Play the long game with their connections, getting them attached to someone for whole years or decades before forcing them to kill that person

Play the long game with their hope, giving them some form of freedom for whole years or decades only to rip it away again

Play with their memories by falsifying historical documents and gaslighting them that they're starting to forget details from early on their long immortal life

Indefinite starvation

Indefinite sleep deprivation

Indefinite solitary confinement

Cut off limbs (they'll grow back)

Blind them

Cut out their tongue

Cut off that one special limb

#tw sa mention #whump #whump ideas #whump scenarios #whump writing #vampire whumpee #immortal whumpee #eternal suffering #astarion #cazador has done all of these to astarion in my headcannon and he deserves so much vengeance

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stuckinapril · 4 months

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What is a girl to do if she’s bad at driving but driving is literally relaxing to her

#i just wanna drive around all night long w the aux on full blast #the other day I intentionally chose a restaurant that’s pretty far legit just bc I wanna drive and I don’t wanna be still #productive? no. good for my innate restlessness? yes.#I’m ab to head to the library to study for hours but I’m so tempted to just drive around and peep the city lights #i have two wolves inside me. one of them wants to be top of the class / on top of research / at the gym / just full on go getter #the other wants to go drive around and daydream ab scenarios. the eternal struggle #p

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jaeyunluvr · 3 months

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love you, unconditionally (part 1)

synopsis best friends jake and sunghoon comfort reader who can't get over her ex. sunghoon is in love with the reader. pt.2

'hey guys, you busy? can you both come over?' that one text was all it took for jaeyun and sunghoon to rush to your apartment with all the comfort they had in the world, to offer it to you. they were your best friends ever since you knew life. they sensed you weren't okay. and you weren't the one to ask help for little struggles. they were your moral support and the only people you trusted with all your heart. they cried with you in your sorrow, they laughed with you in your joy, they fought your difficulties like it were their own nemesis. and you did the same to them. it's said to be two peas in a pod, but you three have managed to accommodate another one.

"y/n?" jaeyun knocked your door softly, his tone laced with concern as him and sunghoon waited patiently for you to open the door.

there were tears dripping down your chin and your eyes red with all the sobbing. you frantically wiped your tears, not wanting to worry your friends much, even thought it would be obvious by just looking at your face that you have been crying for a long time. you dragged yourself to the main door of your little apartment, and paused.

now all of sudden you didn't feel like facing them. you felt pathetic for crying over a guy that left you long ago, that you left long ago, both on good terms. just this one fact that your heart never stopped loving him despite everything that he did wrong to you (which you would never point out), despite being warned and despite being hurt more than once.

well now that you've called them here, you had to face them. so you opened the door and found both of them panting lightly, faces filled with absolute worry.

you looked them in the eye, and suddenly you felt thankful for having them, all the emotions came rushing through your veins once again as tears started brimming in your eyes. your lips turned into a pout and you started crying badly again.

jaeyun sighed with concern and held you by the shoulders and brought you inside, as sunghoon closed the door. jaeyun bent a little to look at your face and seeing you cry hurt him so bad. he was an emotional guy, he couldn't handle to see his best friend cry like that, so he wrapped his arms around your figure, dropping his head to the crook of your neck as he engulfed you into the warmest hug ever. sunghoon wrapped his arm around jaeyun's shoulders as he patted your head in order to give you comfort.

after a little bit of crying, three of you gathered on the couch, both of them sitting on your either side, all ready to listen to you rant.

you didn't say a word. you didn't know what to say. being honest even you questioned yourself. why does it hurt this much? why were you crying now? why can't you move on? why were you not ready to let anyone else love you?

sunghoon cleared his throat and proceeded to start a conversation.

"we know the reason you're crying right now. but why did it trigger you all of sudden, y/n?" his tone was sweet, like it was made of honey. he spoke very carefully knowing you were fully sensitive right now and every word could they said could effect you.

"i don't know hoon. i don't know what triggered me but... this feeling i have for him. i don't how to erase it. i'm not even ready to let him go, even if everything is in my head. it's like i'm gonna leave a piece of me with him, a very precious part of me." your voice started wavering, and a lump formed in your throat once again.

jaeyun grabbed your hand and intertwined his fingers with yours, with his other hand on top of yours. and you continued to speak, inhaling sharply.

"i don't think i can ever love somebody like i love him, even if he doesn't love me back, even if he has hurt me. i can never say anything to him and i just cannot bring myself to blame him. my love for him, it's unconditional. even now, if he came back to me after all this time, i would still run into his arms like nothing ever happened."

jaeyun sighed, "y/n that's not-"

"i know. i know that's not how it's supposed to be. i know i have to let him go, i need to move on. i know i would find somebody who would treat me better than him. rationally, i understand all these things. but it's quite difficult to push my heart out of this mess. i have tried so many different ways, i just can't. i don't think loving someone like i love him will be possible to anyone else. i would literally do anything for him."

sunghoon didn't know what to say, because he understood every word you said. he related to each and every word. he loved you unconditionally too, he was not ready to let you go too, he would literally do anything for you too. he didn't know the solution, just as you didn't. it hurt him to see you speak of another man like this, but there was nothing he could do, because he knew what exactly you felt.

he sensed you might start crying again, because you cried every time you had to speak your heavy heart out like this.

"i'll go get something for you to eat, we just rushed here so we didn't have time to grab something on the way." sunghoon spoke as he got up and walked to your front door, carefully shutting it close behind him.

jaeyun was not having this. he couldn't see both of his best friends hurt like this, not when there was a way.

"y/n. it's been what? 7 months since you broke up with your ex. you have to move on because we know for a fact that he isn't coming back. and we know for a fact that he can never give you back the love that you gave him all this time. see you have to get yourself together and do it yourself. nobody can get into your head and change things for you. even if you have to force yourself, you have to forget him, it's for the good. only you, can change these depressing days you have, these uncertain emotions that you feel. only you can help yourself."

you nodded as you listened to him. he was right.

"how long will you continue to be like this? all this time, you've never put yourself and your well being first. now it's high time you do that. because again, in the end only you can make yourself happy. and uhh i don't know if this is the right piece of advice but, give sunghoon a chance."

you raised your brow at him. what the hell was he saying?

"sunghoon likes you. you know it too. like hell he loves you. do you know why he doesn't get jealous or angry when you talk about your ex in front of him? because he knows. he knows how it is like to love someone when they don't love you back the same way. he knows how it is like to love someone unconditionally. he's trying to accept the truth that you won't even love him back the same. he's wrong. if you think the same, then you're wrong too. you're just not giving yourself a chance. and that asshole is just suppressing his feelings without even trying."

everything he said was right. you were not willing to let your ex go. you were not willing to give yourself a chance. you unknowingly let yourself get stuck in time, where nothing was going good for you. you realised what jaeyun meant when he said 'it is only you who can repair yourself.'

you knew sunghoon liked you. but you didn't know it was this bad. he never showed it to you of course. but listening to what jaeyun had to say, you have to reconsider your thoughts. you had to let him go. you had to move forward, you had to put yourself first.

just then a door click sound was heard, as sunghoon walked in with lots of food and drinks in his hands. he smiled at you both as he proudly walked in, kicking the door close with his foot. jaeyun being the excited pup he is, realized it was time to flip the mood over and rushed to check the food out.

"there is no way you brought us THIS much ramyeon, hoon." jaeyun gasped dramatically, not even trying to hide his happiness at the amount of food. he rushed to the kitchen bringing out the ramyeon pot as he started boiling the water.

sunghoon walked to you with a little smile, as he noticed you seemed a little better than when they walked in through that door of your apartment.

"you feeling better?" he asked as he wrapped an arm around your shoulder, looking down at you oh so lovingly.

it hurt him a lot, seeing you like this. he knows he can treat you better than anyone else on this planet. he knows what you deserve. you deserve the world and he's so ready to place in the palm of your hand. but it were your feelings that mattered. no matter what he does, there is no point if you didn't love him back the same way.

he's had sleepless nights and restless days because of this fact. but before he loved you, he was your best friend. he would always be there for you, even if it meant he had to erase the love he had for you.

you nodded as you looked up at him with your lips curving into a smile. he gently pulled you into a hug as you wrapped your arms around his waist, burying your head into his chest.

sunghoon couldn't hold back at the sight of you finding comfort in him, and left a warm little kiss on the top of your head, ruffling your hair as he pulled away from the hug.

he smiled at you again as he held your hand, dragging you to the kitched to join jaeyun, as they proceeded to make your day better.

maybe, just maybe, giving sunghoon a chance was not a bad idea.

#enhypen #sunghoon #sunghoon scenarios #sunghoon imagines #jake enhypen #jake sim #sim jaeyun #enha imagines #enha scenarios #enhypen fluff #angst #this is to every person out there who's willing to and able to love someone eternally and unconditionally #there is nobody like you and i'm proud of you #the fact that you're able to give them that love is what matters the most #nothing else does <3

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merakiui · 7 months

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what if jade was actually more of a perv than Floyd and Azul combined underneath that (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠) façade

This is exactly how I see him!!!! He's such a freak!!!!!! Even more so than Floyd and Azul. In terms of shamelessness, I like to imagine Jade is at the very top spot. He's just so,,,, depraved. The type of man to shamelessly sport an erection while you're lecturing him about how annoying he is or something degrading like that, and he just stands there like (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) and waits for you to notice LOL. I also just think things like erections in human form aren't something embarrassing for Jade and, by that extension, Floyd because it's something they aren't used to dealing with in mer form and they just don't understand why it's such a big deal if people see because, as Floyd will note, "everyone's got junk, so who cares?" Azul gets flustered over things like that because 1) he's easy to fluster and 2) he wants to actually blend in with human society and not be labeled a pervert right away like a certain pair of eels. ^^;;;

Part of me wants to push the Jade is a feet guy agenda because his dorm groovy is so,,,,, T_T but then I feel like that makes sense for Jade to be the one with the foot/leg fetish??? He's spent all of his life playing the "normal" twin or the "responsible" twin because that's how he was always told apart from Floyd. He's much too calculated to just let loose like Floyd does and he has an image to uphold, so he probably just masks all of his perverted behaviors so well you'll never know. But then he does things like offering to shine your shoes or tie your laces or something silly like that and he's hopelessly hard the entire time. You can't even kick him in his dick because there's a 100% chance he'll just enjoy it. T_T you tell him to go die and he's fanning himself like wooooo teehee :3c it's suddenly so hot in here...

Jade knows exactly what he's doing. He is so down bad for you, too. You could tell him you'll die before you ever go out with him and he just becomes even more invested in playing this long, impossible game of waiting. I like to think he gets creative and humorous with his attempts at flirting. Maybe this makes him look a little pathetic, but is that not part of his charms? That, or it's just another artfully crafted façade meant to hide a much more coy demeanor.

He has a list of things he wants to accomplish with you and within the top five is probably a footjob. You kicked him in his ankles after he showed you the list (complete with a handwritten note asking you if you'd help him study anatomy later), and he had to excuse himself to the bathroom to deal with personal issues. :) your violence is just more fuel for his fantasies.

#meraki thirsts #n/sfw #floyd comes up to you one day like 'hey shrimpy can you just go on one date with jade or somethin'? he's been super weird for days now'#jade's 'super weird mood' is basically just him being eternally dazed because you threatened to bite his dick off #when he said he'd be kind enough not to choke you with it in an imaginary scenario in which you give him head #he's been thinking about that exchange ever since it happened <3 he knows what he's into and he's not afraid to admit it

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won4ver · 5 months

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Sweet eternity - teaser

Lee Heeseung oneshot

pairing : idol!heeseung x vampire!fem!reader

warnings + genre : angst. forbidden love. soulmates. second chance (in a way). full list will be added to the completed fic.

teaser wc : 404

complete wc : ~10k - 15k ?

release date : ???

“maybe we could be sweet eternity”

A shaky breath left his mouth as he looked down into the venue. The cold metal pressed against his palms as he used it for stability.

He could feel you breathing down the back of his neck, lips centimeters away as you both gazed down at the cheering crowd. Even from a hundred feet up he could still hear them so clearly, they’re screaming his name.

“Is it worth it?” you questioned him, his eyes never straying away from the screaming fans below. “Am I worth losing all of this?” He felt your hand rub down from his shoulder, momentarily letting go to lightly grab his waist.

“Worth losing everything for?”

He stayed silent for a moment, breath leaving his body before shaking his head, “No” you smiled softly from behind him, hands letting go. “And that’s okay. you’re still human Heeseung, the world could offer you so much more than i could.”

Tears filled his eyes, head dropping down as his lip trembled. “Don’t cry, baby” He felt your hand grab his face in a gentle hold, “I didn’t expect you to say yes, your life has barely started”

He opened his eyes as he looked up at you, pain evident in his gaze. “But I don’t want to lose you, I want you as well” You shook your head at him, your smile growing fonder as you watched him.

“It’s alright, I’ll wait for you.” You leaned your forehead against his shoulder, arms coming around him in a hug. “We still have our eternity”

Heeseung believed your words, hope blooming in his chest as he hugged you closer. Even with you in his arms he still couldn’t stop looking down at the fans, eyes sparking with their lightsticks.

He couldn’t hear the breaking of your voice, he never noticed the tremble of your hands. He never thought that this was your goodbye, that he was the one ripping your eternity from his own hands. There was no one to blame but himself for what will follow.

You would give the world to have him, but he would take the world even if it meant losing you. Fate was cruel, but maybe his selfishness was even crueler.

Sweet eternity he echoed in his head over and over, the words repeating in a hypnotic way.

Hope would soon become his downfall. A whisper of lies that will consume him in nothing but sweet venom.

@ LVLYHANNI do not plagiarize, translate, copy or repost

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thyhauntedmansion · 4 months

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‼️RESIDENT LOVER LORE DROP SPOILERS‼️

The chart ALONE😭 I CANT

#when a silly gay lil romance game is suddenly making you contemplate every scenario in which these women perish only to be reborn #suffering GRUESOME and CRUEL deaths #burned at the stake TOGETHER #souls bound by tragedy #eternal love and eternal spite #fuck #resident lover spoilers #resident lover #mother miranda

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epiclamer · 1 year

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Since you do write Supervillain whumpees... may I please request a badly injured and sick Supervillain begging the hero who finds them for help? I need to see more of these powerful arrogant Supervillains begging for mercy, for rescue

Mmmmm yes amazing.

Merciful

If it was anyone else, if it was anyone else Supervillain would’ve been okay with it. But out of every person on the planet that could’ve discovered them, dirty, soaked from the rain, bloody, beaten and bare, it had to be Hero.

Hero, the one who they had duped and outsmarted constantly in battle. The one they had threatened and tortured—playfully only of course, just for a good scare—and bantered with consistently. Their sworn enemy. The one they constantly beat in their battles.

Hero had to find them.

“Don’t… D-Don’t say anything…” Hero’s feet were just barely in Supervillains line of vision from their starfish position on the gravel. Rain pelted down on the pair and Hero knelt down, moving a strand of hair from the supervillain’s face.

The hero chuckled despite the situation. They were worried at heart, but the supervillain didn’t need to know that. “It’s about time the tables turned.”

Supervillain scoffed and it hurt, it hurt so bad they whined. Every breath burnt in their chest and they didn’t have time to joke around, they didn’t have time in general. The sinking feeling of this being their end was a worse pain than their wounds and it crept in steadily with every passing minute.

“I could help you.”

The criminal couldn’t tell if they’d rather spit or laugh in the hero’s face.

“But you’d have to convince me. You’d have to convince me not to take you back to Superhero themselves and send you to a rehabilitation program.”

The words “rehabilitation program” sent an involuntary shiver down Supervillain’s spine. Their beating was bad, but the workers there could do worse. They were cruel and would stop at nothing to have villains trained into perfect little puppets.

The thought made Supervillain gag.

Causing another rush of pain to spike through them. They couldn’t keep up their stoic act much longer, they were either going to pass out or throw up and neither one was going to be pretty. The last thing they wanted was to start begging the hero to take them in and spare their life, but if they were left here they would die.

Supervillain wasn’t ready for that yet.

“Please…” They groaned, face turned down into the gravel as they begged. “Please, H-Hero… I-I’m sorry…”

The crime-stopper couldn’t help but stare, they wanted to act, but listening to their mortal enemy beg for a saviour, beg for forgiveness. It froze them on the spot. When they had asked Supervillain to convince them, they definitely didn’t have this in mind.

“Pleasepleaseplease… I-I promise I-I’ll do better… p-please hero…” The supervillain coughed as the cold weather seeped into the last of their bodily warmth, even their blood was cold now, old and new. They weren’t going to last much longer.

“Please Hero… I-I don’t want to die…”

That was enough to break the hero, shattering their heart as they quickly snapped back to reality. Pulling the supervillain close and helping them into their arms. The criminal was completely limp—which didn’t help the situation—but with their amount of blood loss, Hero didn’t even question having them move.

At first, once they had gotten the supervillain comfortably sat in their arms, they hesitated. Unsure of their next move, Supervillain obviously needed a doctor, maybe even a team of doctors with their amount of wounds. But no doctor with any common sense would take Supervillain within a mile of their hospital.

Hero couldn’t wait any longer, they had to get Supervillain out of the pelting rain and inside to warm up and stitch their wounds. They would have to push aside their fear of gore and deal with it. Supervillain needed a hero right now and Hero felt like everything but that by keeping them outside.

Subconsciously, as they walked, Hero planned their every step for once they got to the safety of their home. Making sure they handled all the details to a perfect T.

That is, of course, before they stepped inside the welcoming apartment and remembered the most important detail of all. Their meeting with an awfully shocked looking Superhero.

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undiscovered-horizon · 2 years

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"Shame" - Druig x siren!Reader

SUMMARY: Eros comes up with a brilliant plan to lure out Arishem but that requires a rekindling of old friendships that haven't ended exactly peacefully. A billion-dollar question: does a siren's song work on Eternals?

[check out the 500 followers special!]

Word count: 830

Eros' plan was, to be frank, quite ridiculous and no one had a reason to even remotely believe it would work. But they were pressed for time and out of options, so the Earth's mightiest heroes were dependant on sheer dumb luck and crossed fingers. Luckily for humanity, history has been changed with less.

"Are we sure she will help us?" Makkari signed with a worried expression on her face. It was a question everyone had been silently entertaining. Trust was something none of them was capable of affording at that point.

"Either that or she will bite our heads off," Eros stated with a grin. "I've always found that endearing."

"Sirens aren't known for helping. They're brutal and stop at nothing." Thena remained unconvinced. Her skepticism was not at all misplaced. Sprite has told many stories about those creatures and only some of them were slightly embellished, just enough to make sure humans won't go looking for them.

"They also pay off their debts. And she just happens to have one."

The dive bar was exactly how one would expect it to be: loud, smelly, dirty and filled with clientele whose cockney accent became gradually less comprehensible with each cocktail. Sometimes it was hard to believe that those very same humans once built the Hanging Gardens of Babylon.

Eros marched through the swarm of people, clearly knowing where you resided. Maybe the credit's due or maybe he had enough common sense to follow the smell of gourmand perfume that vaguely carried in the stuffy air of the venue. Not to mention the line of moony-looking people all headed in one direction.

The lounge was filled with people and the gourmand fragrance that was strong enough to give vertigo even to chemical plant workers. They have barely stepped into the room when four men, roughly the size of Anna Wintour's closet, stopped them from going farther. Their expressions were weirdly dreamy and completely absent as if their minds were drowning in a blissful daydream while their bodies were but puppets for somebody else.

"Eros!" you exclaimed in an excited voice. The moony bullyboys stepped aside to let the Eternals pass through. Without the human barricade, they could see the exact reason Eros brought them to this place: you. "Hate to see you here, dove."

Laying on a velvet sofa, you were wearing a silky slip dress that could well be sold as lingerie. A white fur was thrown around your shoulders but you let it slip off in an inviting manner as you stood up and approached the newcomers. You were surrounded by the gourmand smell, noticeably stronger than anywhere else in the locale. It was a fragrance that made mouths water, bringing to mind memories of sweet treats and summer days - a smell one becomes addicted to as soon as they sense it.

"Long time no see, (Y/N). I have almost missed you."

"Then take a number and wait for your turn. Fancy a drink?" You vaguely pointed towards someone beside them.

They turned their heads towards a cheerleader-looking girl that had appeared out of the moony crowd inside the lounge. She was carrying a tray with red drinks inside martini glasses. The gourmand smell coming from the bevearges was intense enough to be considered pungent.

"Your powers don't work on us," Druig stated.

Yes, Eros would make sure of that. He's always been a killjoy.

A smirk crept unto Druig's face. He seemed amused by that fact as if he had already won some kind of rivalry. His expression, however, quickly changed when your shameless, intense gaze crawled up and down his body, taking in each curve and detail. Whether it was intentional or not, the inside of your lower lip was caught between your lips as if when choosing between lewd words and actions you have chosen to remain silent, for now. A cold shiver run down his spine as Druig unconsciously swallowed. The moment was brief, although he will remember it as if hours went by, and although he was wearing layers of clothing, your gaze made him not only feel completely naked but cut open.

"Shame," you said carelessly before turning back to Eros. "So, to what calamity do I owe this displeasure and why should I care?"

But your words were of little interest to Druig now. His previously flourishing pride and confidence were subdued by some newly-found sensation, a curiosity of sorts; curiosity about the could-have-beens. And this curiosity made him doubt his own self-assurance, his own words: could he be sure that he was immune to your siren song? That Eros' power withstood your ancient, cunning magic? Or did he, in his own desire, no matter how hidden and subconscious, subjected himself to your power?

Maybe, in some secret way he refused to acknowledge, he wanted to be like the crewmates you lured to shoals and sharp rocks? And what a shame that would be, for Druig to fall victim to his very own game.

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@restingbitchsblog

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kenandeliza · 22 days

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A Marvel Family What-If : What If They grow up normally?

If the suspendium event and the rest of the shazam 1970s comic series didn't happen, i wondered what the future would be for the golden age Marvel Family

Billy: Mr Morris would probably hand over Whiz station to Billy, so he'd be the new owner of the station. Happily married to Cissie Sommerly

Mary: based on my previous headcanon on her being a fashion model (because i kept seeing mary being used as a model for back to school advertisements or clothing advertisements in fawcett comics), I'd like to think she'd own a Fashion magazine brand or continued the Shazam.inc business after Uncle Dudley's passing

Freddy: He'd probably open a comic book shop. In future days where he is in his 70s-80s, he'd write comics based on his previous diary entries of his adventures with the marvel family with a fake pen-name, as the newer generation are not familliar about the family and thinks of his comics as fictional

Kit: He tries to spend as much time with his brother after revealing himself accidentally, going out everyday to fish in a boat or to admire nature. It was a bit sad seeing everyone grow old as he stays the same, but it saddens him even more when Freddy started forgetting past events in his older years, it was why he would often read Freddy's diary back to him

Tawky Tawny: Tawny had a pretty long and famous life, still relaxing with the marvel family, being a businessman, a hollywood actor once. He was incredibly famous that they tried to make a documentary on his life! Sadly, there weren't any young tigers who could talk and walk like him to play the role as Tawny (let alone a tiger who wouldn't maul the camera crew), so they used CGI despite Tawny's complaint about the tiger being uncanny

idk, it's just these headcanon that popped into my head if the family grow up normally without the events of the 1970s shazam continuing the golden age, sorry if thid had reached some light-angsty territory (i know my angst writing is bad, forgive me for the cringe :>

#KD's headcanons #Freddy freeman #Billy Batson #Mary Batson #Christopher freeman #Kid eternity #Uncle dudley #Tawky tawny #Captain marvel #Captain marvel jr #dc characters #dc comics #shazam #Headcanon #Golden age comics #Mary marvel #Future headcanon #Scenario #Scenarios

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catcas22 · 1 year

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In Leyndell, shortly after the Big Divorce TM

Radagon: I need you to help me build up an immunity to blade sorcery.

Ranni: ... Why?

Radagon: In case your mother ever makes it out of the denial stage and into the anger stage.

Ranni, who knows that sorcery doesn't work like that but has a lot of aggression to work through: *summons hundreds of Carian blades" 'Kay.

Miquella, who also knows sorcery doesn't work like that: Father no!

Marika, sitting down with a bowl of popcorn: Hush, Miquella.

Several centuries later, inside the Erdtree

Tarnished: My glintblades aren't doing anything, it's like he has some kind of immunity!

Doll Ranni: I wouldn't know anything about that...

#elden ring #elden ring crack #radagon of the golden order #lunar princess ranni #marika the eternal #miquella the unalloyed #tarnished #this scenario has been living rent free in my head and i needed to share the crack with you all

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cerealboxlore · 1 year

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Billy Batson and the Super Sons Sleepover Party

Good evening, y'all. I am comfy in my bed with my plush frog from Build-A-Bear, and I got thinking. Man. I missed out on sleepover parties as a kid.

And then. Bam. Billy Batson ideas came popping in.

What if Billy Batson, pen pal/frenemy to Damian Wayne, was invited to a sleepover at his house after months of talking to each other through a school sponsored pen pal service? I think they'd be good friends, but also, imagine Billy not knowing Damian is Robin and meeting Jon Kent, Damian's other friend, at that sleepover at Damian's house.

Bruce and the batfam are happy that Damian is making normal friends who aren't involved in the superhero business.

Damian is glad to finally meet his pen pal/frenemy in person, and to talk all about animals with Billy. And also, prove Billy Batson wrong that Batman is better than Super man in a face-to-face argument.

And Jon is just happy to be there.

The hilarious shenanigans that could ensue from Billy being inside the Wayne manor, trying not to reveal his magical identity as Captain Marvel while also noticing a strange magical energy source in downtown Gothom...that may or may not be a malicious threat to everyone.

There's also the option of a scenario where Billy's identity as Captain Marvel is known to the league and Super boy and Robin are allowed over to Victor and Rosa's house for a sleepover with the shazamily.

Damian would easily get annoyed by Freddy, but also impressed by his collection of information on heroes and Eugene's technological intelligence. Super Boy and Darla would be fast friends, 100%. Pedro tried to lift more weights than Jon. Mary would be the responsible one in charge and make sure the others don't stay up too late or watch any horror movies. Billy sneaks in a horror movie.

And I am cackling at the thought of Dr. Sivana choosing this as the time to attack the city, now having to face the wrath of not only the shazamily, but also two sons of major superheroes in their pajamas, furious that their sleepover was ruined.

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seraheart · 3 months

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I kinda wish that the DetCo canon would do more with the fact that the relationship (I don't mean this in the shipping sense) between Conan and Haibara has been, or at least logically should have been, really strained for a long time.

Originally, they had this development where Haibara was really messed up, overly cautious and trying to force her maladaptive survival psychological issues onto other people, and generally not good at positive interactions. Then, slowly, Conan and the others started gaining her trust (not entirely though), and also her general mental health improved (never completely though).

But then it turned around, and started getting significantly worse. Haibara isn't really in a healing arc anymore. If Aoyama still took her seriously as a character (which, to be fair, I don't think is the case), she would be in a retraumatization arc. Conan and his allies are limiting Haibara's agency, invading her privacy, dismissing her concerns about all this, and pretending that this isn't happening while she can obviously tell that it is happening.

I think the really obvious turning point was the Mystery Train arc. Haibara even called Conan and Agasa out on it and stated that she wouldn't forgive if she were to be treated like that again. Instead of taking her hurt seriously, they just told her she should "be thankful", and dismissed her hurt as "tsundere", refusing to take her trauma seriously after using it and using her as a mere chess piece in their plans (and Akai even triggering her more by gloating about it).

Since then, Haibara has been trapped under the constant, violating supervision of these people who have demonstrated that they don't respect her, and also refuse to acknowledge that the problem even exists. It's not a situation where her recover arc could realistically continue. By all logic, she should be spiraling, getting worse again.

And maybe this is on purpose; Aoyama definitely didn't plan the manga to get this long when he introduced Haibara, and originally the slow-burn of her recovery was a good way to postpone a scenario where Haibara could actually trust Conan enough to give him the kind of information that would lead to the finale arc. But... eventually, even with the extreme slow burn of DetCo, Haibara's recovery arc and relationship development with Conan would have gotten to the point where her continued withholding of crucial information would no longer make sense... and, I guess, rather than start concluding the story at a humanly reasonable rate, Aoyama just opted to nuke Haibara's whole recovery arc and character and relationship development (not only with Conan but also Agasa).

Which could have been tragic but realistic (albeit kind of a major downer out of tune with the manga's usual tone, and upsetting to anyone who had been invested in the slow-burn mental health improvement arc), but then Aoyama can't even be arsed to take it seriously, and is now just pretending that the situation with Haibara and her relationships with Conan and Agasa are still "normal" instead of FUBAR.

It's regrettable and really shows how much everyone dragging out this franchise to milk it for more money just... doesn't actually care about the story anymore, hasn't in a long time. They'll eventually just kill central, fan-favorite, long-running story arcs rather than actually letting them conclude or evolve in a satisfying manner if that would mean risking their precious status quo (which has warped beyond all recognition anyway, so I'm not sure why they bother).

#dcmk criticism #detective conan criticism #haibara ai #edogawa conan #professor agasa #dcmk writing criticism #eternity series #haibara #conan #agasa #by the way the same refusal to let story arcs develop in a satisfying way if it risks status quo #is also warping the shinran relationship development and secret identity issues into something not... good #Aoyama & co. want it to be a positive relationship but they're taking away the capacity for it to be.#the secret identity drama has honestly run its course and they should have updated the situation to Ran finding out #and the characters dealing with the fallout and the development that would have followed #a WHILE ago.#instead it has become a rehash of a rehash of a rehash that makes Conan/Shinichi more and more unsympathetic & less justified each round.#do Aoyama & co. not realise that letting these plotlines evolve would actually be HELPFUL by giving them NEW scenarios to work with?!#I give up #old fan yells at cloud

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wavesmp3 · 10 months

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erased | wonwoo bday fic

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wonwoo finds himself in a memory.

it’s from when the two of you went to the farm two hours out from the city to pick strawberries. “it’s one of my dreams”, you had told him at the start of summer, a sweet sticky drip of strawberry ice cream threatening to fall from the edge of your cone, “i’ve just always wanted to go strawberry picking”.

wonwoo looked up strawberry fields nearby that night.

the day he chose to go, he recalls, turned out to be the hottest day of the summer. a killer day that wonwoo could do without reliving, but then he sees you with your big floppy hat and impossibly bigger smile and forgets all about the sun and it’s relentless heat. you pick another strawberry, the biggest, brightest one you can find, shove it in wonwoo’s face with a sigh of contentment, and drop it in your basket without saying a word. forget the heat, wonwoo just loved this day with you.

the rest of the memory unfolds as he expects it will. you pick some berries, take a break for homemade strawberry shortcake from the farm, and return to the field to pick some more. it’s only when both of you are done picking, when you’ve washed the fresh fruit and are strolling along a path of orange trees, that wonwoo notices that something in this memory is…off.

“do you remember that fight we had in the store by your mom’s place over cheese?” you ask suddenly, fingering through your basket for a strawberry. you find the perfect one, take a bite, and pause to lick the juice from around your lips. wonwoo finds it cute, smiling absently, while wiping your face with a napkin. “the super petty one when she was throwing that party for…”

“for my aunt.” wonwoo finishes for you. he finds a nearby trash bin and tosses the now pink napkin into it. “yeah, i remember that, but��“

wonwoo stops in his tracks. this isn’t how it happened.

“what?” you ask nonchalantly, searching your basket for another strawberry. “did i remember it wrong?”

“yes-well, no, it…” wonwoo trails off, grasping at the faintest sense of consciousness.

“what?” you repeat.

“that hasn’t happened yet.”

and your face the moment he says it… it just crushes him.

how can he describe it? it’s like when you tell a kid that the tooth fairy isn’t real. it’s like sobering up and aging a thousand years all at the same time. it’s like you’ve been pretending something—this—is real for so long you forgot that it’s all in your head. forgot it’s just a memory, wonwoo’s memory. that this moment isn’t happening in real time. it happened a year ago. and that party you mentioned only happened three months after the two of you visited this strawberry field. and that in the summer of this year, you and wonwoo are broken up. and have been for nearly two months.

this is a memory. but in this moment, with betrayal painted all over your face, in every crack and blemish and wrinkle, wonwoo struggles to remember why he wanted to forget it in the first place.

“you’re erasing me.” you say, so quietly and so heartbroken wonwoo barely even hears it. this isn’t part of the memory from the strawberry field. this is real. it’s you speaking to him, staring at him like you did when you broke up. it’s you, or whatever is left of you.

wonwoo can’t even say the words. he just nods.

and now, staring at him, in a memory that isn’t yours, you don’t look betrayed anymore—you look ashamed. “i erased you first didn’t i?”

wonwoo doesn’t even feel angered by the reminder. he just feels so fatigued by it. two months before now and ten months after this memory in the strawberry field, you and wonwoo broke up. you ended the relationship, cut ties, and went your separate ways. a week ago, wonwoo received an email that you were erasing him, a procedure to rid your mind of certain memories. in this case, your memory of him and your relationship.

revenge, wonwoo thinks flatly, still fighting against the fog to remember why he’s getting the same procedure done to him. no, he corrects, redemption.

“say something.” you say at last, right in front of him, basket of strawberries forgotten. literally. figuratively.

and of course, all wonwoo can think to say is, “why’d you forget me?”

he’s been wondering all week.

“why’d we break up?” you counter. it’s not meant in a rhetorical or mean way. it’s a genuine question. this version of you wasn’t the one that parted ways with him.

the memory shifts then. slipping out of his fingers like sand, he doesn’t try grasping after it. but he does think: he doesn’t want to forget that day. he wanted the procedure, yes, but that day he wants to keep. like a memento. like a relic of what used to be.

a new scene materializes. his first run in with you post break up, at a park by the river. he was going for a walk. you were sitting at a bench. he wastes no time, there isn’t enough of it to waste anyways. he runs straight to the bench he found you at that day.

“wonwoo,” you call when you see him approaching the bench.

“why’d you forget me?” he asks again, more fervently, breathless and flushed, hands grasping at your wind breaker with a desperation that he’d find embarrassing if this was real life. but it isn’t. it’s a memory he’s trying like hell not to forget.

“i was just so hurt.” you answer. and of course, this isn’t how this run in actually went. in real life, wonwoo saw you sitting there, stared for a moment too long and then bolted in the opposite direction. “i’m so sorry.”

“what if i don’t want to forget you?” wonwoo can already feel you slipping away. this moment was so short in real life, the memory is fleeting. and the last thing he hears before the river rises up from behind him and carries his consciousness away with the current is

“what if i regret erasing you from me?”

the next memory, is a hard one. the moment he knew it was time to call it quits. that winter had been so cold. it seemed to ice over your relationship. and god, wonwoo held on so hard for all of spring, praying the ice would melt away by summer. but it’s may and your kiss still tastes like freezer burn.

“hold on to something other than me.” you tell him, laying next to him under the sheets. the sun hasn’t risen yet. it’s a sunday. that wonwoo remembers. “hold on to the day we met.” wonwoo does. it was a beach. it was a beautiful day. the water was still freezing. “meet me there again in the morning.”

“but i’ll have forgotten you.”

“wonwoo,” you say with such sweetness and love, it knocks the breath out of his chest, “we fell in love once before. we can do it again.”

“what if it ends the same way? what if we break our hearts again?”

the memory is fading again. wonwoo can feel it getting pulled from beneath his feet. he holds on to that beach. he holds on to that freezing water. he remembers, he remembers, he remembers, he

wake up.

when wonwoo wakes up that morning, it’s like any other day. like any other day except for the odd feeling in his chest urging him to go to the beach, and the voice in his head telling him, “what if it doesn’t.”

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