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dennishater69 · 3 years

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bro i been thinking abt that (the one up there that one great post big fan) post theorizing that dennis is meant to be a twist on the “jim halpert” kind of a leading man thats standard on sitcoms. and how all the characters are like that yanno? historically successful, funny, and loved tv tropes put into an unforgiving and realistic world? like it’s even funnier when you think about how it’s almost as if the gang (ESP Den) /knows/ that they should be getting rewarded for all their antics and scheming. that’s what happens on tv. on tv jim knew from day one that he was the man for pam, he /knew/ he’d get her and (so) he /did/! he didn’t even have to try!! but in philly dennis “knows” that he’s the man for (caylee, mac, literally anyone) but it comes off as creepy not charming thus hes often rejected and humiliated.

dee is the female voice of reason (yeah ik the origin of kaitlins dee shut up let me talk), and yet her schemes and beliefs are just as titled as the boys. now look at this: lisa simpsons job wasnt to actually convince her dad or brother that their idea was dangerous. lisa’s job was to call attention to just how fucking stupid the male leads r. plus she’s a chick and implicit lesbo so she doubles as a punching bag. just like dee. cept dee isn’t super smart or musically inclined, the only thing she really has going for her is the gang. and the fact that she’s probably the best off in terms of not destroying her own life. which lets her have this unearned sense of superiority similar to dennis’ because she ~knows~ that she’s the voice of reason. what she doesn’t know is why even after she’s proven that that’s not who she WANTS to be anymore the guys still refuse to treat her like a real member of the gang even though she so obviously is. even tho the guys know she’s just as good (bad) as they are. lisa simpson, the chick from seinfeld, and lois griffin are all fine and good and are funny because deep down lois CHOSE to marry peter, lisa explicitly LOVES her family DESPITE their flaws. but dee is UNLOVED. there’s no point in her being there other than to contradict, not cos she necessarily wants to but the gang actively avoids giving her attention for anything else. so now you’ve got the voice of reason trope desperately trying to prove their own unreasonableness in an attempt to be liked. the boys resist. she acts up. they give her enough of a nod for her to stay for another drink. meanwhile the gang is getting into increasingly stupid and dangerous schemes because the voice of reason prefers not being shit on. almost like how a real person would react to being forced into that position. huh.

charlie and mac r sort of make up one; they’re the gang (ik ik) they’re dennis’ gang. the chandler and the other one. the “leading mans” sidekicks who are happy to go along with whatever plan, happy to let him get the girl, happy to remind him of how perfect he is when he’s down. (which obviously mac and charlie are NOT happy about ANY of that and HATE that dennis treats them like they are.) It’s also maybe important to note that usually the “leader” of the group is the one who brought the three friends together. dennis just crashed mac and charlie’s twosome one day and never left. mac and charlie support dennis but only out of annoyance or in macs case sometimes something deeper. either way, it’s out of trope. really they shouldn’t be able to function without dennis telling them how to. but at this point it seems like they’re better off without him around.

but charlie is also his own trope. Cause the thing is…charlie works as a lovable goofball, the slob with a heart of gold, socially awkward sure but deep down he wouldn’t hurt a fly. except. he would hurt a fly. he is a self-proclaimed “rat-basher”, hes the only character to explicitly say the n word, he stalks and assaults the waitress (her trope is p obvious. perfect girl that the loser drools over, she rejects him.) to the point of her actually breaking and agreeing to HAVE HIS KID (need a whole new post abt those beans jfc)

NOW. i ask you…what usually happens in tv shows with the charlie/waitress dynamic? typically i’d say that throughout the course of the show the audience realizes that the supposed “perfect girl” is actually a bitch and that it’s actually the unassuming, more natural looking, lead girl who should get together with the charlie character. depending on the show, maybe she’s the girl who’s been helping him chase his supposed dream girl. or she’s the girl who is, up until the big reveal, his lesbian-coded best friend who is SICK of hearing about this girl. or maybe shes just always been there, but he’s never considered her because they’ve been friends for so long, they’ve known each other since they were kids, maybe she isnt even on the table and she’s dating his friend, or she was dating his friend, or maybe…because she’s the sister of his friend. his friends TWIN sister. see where i’m going with this? it’s dee. dee and charlie are the b couple. the dwight and angela. they’re the obvious couple.maybe you didn’t see it at first but once it’s suggested you can’t unsee it. and when they DO get together. it’s like they always were. they’re the caring, devoted, consistent couple that the audience can lean on when things get messy in the other characters relationships. and yet. dee and charlie already DID get together. and apparently they hated it. hated it so much that charlie (the poor guy trope) wanted to stop and dee (girl next door trope) FORCES him to finish. not to mention neither of them seem all that interested in a caring consistent relationship. at least not with each other. why would they be?

and what would a B couple be without an A couple? but how do you even go about satirizing an A couple? they’re meant to stay in a “will they won’t they” for at least five seasons, and when they inevitably do get together it’s full of cheating and lying and breaks. cause thats what makes an A couple interesting to watch. they’re “meant to be” and yet still have to work through the issues that all relationships face. and if it’s a sitcom this is usually funny because all the audience and characters have ever wanted was for the A couple to be official, but now that they are there’s somehow even MORE conflict within the show. sound like anyone? macdennis. but dennis (leading man) wasn’t prepared for a SECOND leading MAN. no one ever told him he was going to be expected to share the limelight. he assumed he’d meet his girl and he would know and so would she and then she’d happily stand behind him forever. not next to him. she certainly wouldn’t ever try and step IN FRONT OF DENNIS. like mac does. now remember that none of the characters, except possibly dee, know that they are filling out a trope. but dennis is the golden god. of course he knows. and that is why he is or was or whatever actively ensuring that he and mac would never be together in a way that could potentially over shadow denniss “guaranteed” leading lady, and more importantly dennis. and even more important. leading men. are not. and have never. been gay. (debatable but i digress)

so a couple b couple who cares? i cares. cause taylor swift doesn’t rape the guy at the end of “You Belong With Me”. b couples exist as a more palatable A couple. meant to be without the drama. so this is extremely out of trope for chardee. yk what ELSE is out of trope? macs coming out. yeah we’ve all touched on how fucked that must’ve felt from dens pov but here’s the thing. by coming out, mac was able to confirm that the A couple, in fact, WILL. and most likely already HAVE. but he did this alone. he and dennis didn’t come out together, mac doesn’t think about dennis at all in find his pride, mac being gay is his. and that leaves dennis with…the knowledge that he and mac ARE the A couple. not only that, but apparently mac can satisfy that trope all by himself. macs outness is obnoxious. it’s like he’s bragging about it. showing it off. it’s how everything was, but. worse. he doesn’t even need anyone to do the annoying A couple stuff, the parade around, the delusion that no one could have possibly known. he doesn’t need dennis. but it’s pretty clear that at least some part of mac still WANTS dennis. and was expecting dennis to too. but that’s not real life. imagine you’re in a “will they won’t they” for DECADES and then, out of nowhere, ur partner says “yeah no we will.” and everyone believes them. they don’t even need to spare a glance at you because they’ve always kinda known and now thanks to “your other half” they always will know for sure. no matter what you do. now there’s an expectation.

and (full circle u guys) dennis’ trope doesn’t usually call for meeting expectations. he’s attractive and charming, he’s supposed to be able to coast until he looks up and realizes he gs everything he ever wanted. but now he’s 44. and he has everything he never wanted. his abusive (not)father is best friends and the father of? HIS highschool best friend, his other best friend is an asshole who is somehow an asshole abt: being gay, dennis being gay, being gay for dennis, dennis not validating that when he expected him to. and his sister, who has been firmly planted against him since they were kids. hes starving and he’s a legit alcoholic, the gross kind, and all he’s ever done is get a diagnosis that makes his friends treat him weird and abandon his son who is named after a stranger to everyone. and i’ll prolly make a king post abt it but dennis has been showing subtle signs of edging towards (another) extreme breaking point and idk what it’s abt (fingers crossed mac uwu ihatemyself )but i’m just saying that dennis’ mentality has kind of always directed the group in a direct way (whether dynamics, psyche, finances, lives, time, etc) so that’s innerestin

and so now i say the most cracked out part of the post. this theory is giving me untapped amounts of hope that the only way the show can end is with the gang finally settling and finding happiness or they all commit group suicide. and idk abt u but those are the only two endings i’m interested in seeing.

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honeyapplepi · 3 years

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The Fall of L’Manberg pt.3

warning: angst, swearing, violence, descriptions of injury, this one is a lot more lighthearted and is mostly just to put an end to the story, not proofread

Dream SMP realistic au

a/n (I put another one at the end so read that too): This took a lot longer than i initially planned, but I just couldn’t find the inspiration to write, but here it is. This does contain the headcannon that Techno is Phil’s son which is not cannon. Also sorry this is mostly dialogue, but hey character development yk.

(PLATONIC) Dream SMP x gn!reader

masterlist | part one | part two

You felt the wind against your body as it fell through the air. You were convinced this was the end, but were quickly proven wrong when your back hit the hard rocks of the ground beneath you. Looking back up at the place you fell, it was only a few feet above you, but while you fell it felt like a long drop to your death.

You felt a sting in your arm, but you were more worried about getting up. Once you stood, you looked around. You were deep in a trench and soon enough more TNT would come falling down. You needed to get out there quick.

You looked around looking for your bow and sword. Your sword was fine, but your bow laid crushed in the spot you fell to. It was still in one peice it was just broken in the handle.

“So, that’s what broke my fall,” you muttered quietly.

You looked around again before seeing a part of the rock you could climb. You quickly ran to it before started to climb up the rock. Once you were up and back onto the, for now, safe parts of the ground you gripped your sword.

Mostly everyone was gone. The battle had ended pretty quick especially when TNT was falling from the sky. Finally taking a moment you looked at your arm and noticed the bloody gash that was in your arm. Ripping apart your sleeve you wrapped it around your arm and tightened it. Once you were back in your village you could get it properly treated.

Finally, realizing it was time to go home you started to wonder which way you would take. No matter what it was a long ways away, but it was either through the nether or across the water. You didn’t have a boat or wood so nether it is.

You began walking towards where the community house was. You made sure to be careful not to fall again. Once you reached the portal you noticed Technoblade and Phil standing there.

“Hello, boys,” you greeted as you reached where they were standing. You were about to walk past them and i it the portal when Phil stopped you.

“Are you okay? you’re bleeding like badly,” Phil said revering to your makeshift bandage that was stained red.

“I’m fine. Look at him, he’s got blood all over him,” you said looking towards Technoblade.

“Not mine,” Technoblade said. “Maybe you should come with us, I can help patch you up,” Phil said.

“Nahh, i’m sure she’s fine, Phil,” Technoblade said not really wanting to house one of his enemies.

“Yeah, I’m good. There’s a doctor in my village i’ll be fine,” you said about to step through the portal.

“No way your village is way too far. Techno and I’s home is closer,” Phil insisted.

“why do you know where my village is?,” You asked knowing the only people who had ever been were Technoblade and Dream.

“Techno told me,” Phil answered.

“Awww, Technoblade. Are you talking about me to your dad,” you said mockingly with a smile on your face.

“I just complained about the long journey,” Technoblade answered.

“It’s settled. Y/N, you’re coming with us,” Phil said.

Now you were sitting in a chair in Technoblade and Phil’s kitchen with your arm on the table. Phil was cleaning up your cut while Technoblade stood in the corner watching you.

“Didn’t your father ever tell you it’s rude to stare,” you said looking towards the piglin.

“I’m making sure you don’t do anything,” Technoblade said continuing to keep his eyes on you. Phil grabbed a bandage and wrapped it around your arm.

“There, all set!,” Phil said. You stood up and grabbed your sword and bag of arrows.

“Then i’ll be on my way. Thank you, phil,” You said ready to leave, but not before being stopped by Phil again.

“No way, It’s late. You can stay the night and then you can leave after breakfast tomorrow,” Phil said. You’d don’t even have a chance to say no before Phil was leading you to an extra bed they had despite Technoblade’s complaints.

You had been trying to fall asleep now for the past hour and a half, but you just couldn’t. Your thoughts were too preoccupied with what had happened earlier.

Picking yourself up from the bed you quietly tiptoed downstairs and out the home. It was cold out, but you lived in a village that, although didn’t snow, did get pretty cold during the winter, so you weren’t to bothered by the weather. Plus you had put on an extra layer of clothing, so you wouldn’t freeze to death.

Sitting on Technoblade’s front steps, you placed your head on your hand. You wanted to apologize to Quackity, truly, after what happened. Seeing Quackity, and thinking back to everything that happened in a clear mindset you started to what you had done wrong. Though you had no idea how you would.

Not long after you came out, you heard the door behind you open. You looked behind you thinking if it were anyone it was Phil, but were surprised to see the 6′2 piglin man standing behind you.

“Shouldn’t you be getting your beauty sleep,” you said turning back to look at the snowy plains.

“Haha, very funny. What are you doing out here?,” Technoblade asked walking down the wooden steps.

“Concerned are we?,” you said mockingly looking at Technoblade as he struggled to sit on the step right behind you. You looked towards Technoblade waiting for a witty response, but were met by nothing.

“This isn’t as fun if you’re just gonna sit and mope around while I make fun of you,” you said frowning.

“Shut up,” Technoblade rolled his eyes.

“”shut up” okay what’s wrong?,” you asked completely directing your attention to the man behind you.

“And you care because..?,” Technoblade said setting his eyes on the cobblestone tower which stood a good walk away.

“Surprisingly, undue to popular belief, I’m actually a decent person,” you said being as genuine as you could with someone who you recognized as an enemy.

“You’re a tyrannical maniac,” Technoblade answered sharply.

“Was. Was a tyrannical maniac. Is it about that tower ‘cause no offense it kind of ugly, and aren’t you supposed to be hiding,” you said looking at the cobblestone tower.

“Tommy built that tower,” Technoblade answered.

“Oh,” you muttered. It didn’t take too much brain power to dissect the situation. Tommy was Technoblade’s brother and today Tommy was fighting for L’Manberg not against. “I’ve been there. Familial betrayal I mean, and I learned a while ago sometimes blood isn’t thicker than water,” you said.

“Was there a moral to that statement or..?”,” Technoblade said clearly trying diffuse the awkwardness that was the situation. It was obvious neither you or Technoblade were good at comforting or talking about how you feel.

“You’re a real asshole, you know that,” you said looking at him.

“Also, it’s freezing can we go inside or do you wanna mope at the tower more?,” you said meaning it less as an insult and more of joking banter.

“Yeah, we can go inside,” Technoblade said.

a/n: I know that is is like really bad, but honestly I just wanted to get it done because it was stressing me out sm. So if you like hate it just imagine that it ended last chapter and Y/N died or something.

#dream smp x reader #dream smp #technoblade x reader #technoblade #quackity x reader #quackity #dream #philza #tommyinit mcyt #mcyt x reader #mcyt

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keytomythoughts · 3 years

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Perfection Imperfections | Chapter 1

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Finally, summer break. It’s been a while since I was able to go home. Having to attend high school rather far from my home in Seoul, I never thought that I’d adjust to the new environment. Fortunately, I wasn’t entirely alone, since I stayed with my aunt for the four years of my high school life. School wasn’t so bad, but the homesickness is what killed it for me. Even though it was my parents' idea to send me a rather vast distance—me not being too excited about it, but I knew I wouldn’t get my way in the end—there was some good that came from it. The two only good things, actually.

I glance outside the train window, the buildings of Busan zooming past me. Sure, it may not be my home, but I won’t lie. I’m really going to miss this place. My phone suddenly vibrates in my lap, glancing down to see a text from my group chat, smiling as I respond.

(Binnie)

R u still on the train?

Yeah have been for the past like 30 mins

(Eunuwu)

Going back to ur parents? Or r u moving out?

Funny

Yk I can’t move out, at least not on my own. My parents won’t allow it

(Binnie)

What about Jaehyun?

Idk, they rlly dc what he does tbh

They’re just hell-bent on me getting into the top schools and shit

(Eunuwu)

Damn, rough

Mhm

(Binnie)

Try talking to them, u never know

They might change their minds?

Nah, I already know how it’s gonna end

Me crying and stuffing myself with pints of ice cream

(Eunuwu)

Doesn't sound so bad

(Binnie)

¬_¬

(Eunuwu)

Except for the crying part ofc

But c’mon it cant really be THAT bad

I’ve been over plenty of times, they seem nice

(Binnie)

U’ve been to her house??

Yeah him and oppa are friends too

(Binnie)

Righttt forgot lol

�� And that’s bc you were there dumbass and half of the time ur either in oppa’s room or out somewhere

Interaction with my parents = minimal

(Binnie)

That sounds awful ngl :( sorry Hyuna

But hey we should all hang soon!

(Eunuwu)

I’ll be in Seoul for the summer too so y not?

I miss y’all :’(

Ok I should be there around like 5 ish so I’ll text then

(Binnie)

Aww I miss u toooo

(Eunuwu)

*puke*

Shut up, ur just jealous

(Eunuwu)

Me? Jealous?? Of what, ur face?

Yea no thx, Ive got a great face already

And personality 0:)

Gr8, explains why ur still single

(Binnie)

LOLL

She got u there bro

(Eunuwu)

Shut up

Ur talking as if u’ve got a gf

Idiot

(Binnie)

At least I didnt reject them as coldly as u did lol

See? My point exactly

Your fAcE scared off every girl in sight bc of tht pErSoNaLiTy

I almost feel bad for them, u little heart breaker

(Binnie)

He made a couple of em cry I heard

Rlly?!?

YAH

U MORON

(Eunuwu)

Bin wtf

(Binnie)

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

U JERK HOW COULD U??

Those poor girls omg

Im so kicking ur ass when I c u

(Binnie)

Me 2

(Eunuwu)

Wtf?? Y???

(Binnie)

No reason lol, just feel like it

And this is why ily Binnie

(Binnie)

:D <3

(Eunuwu)

GROSS

Can it u demon

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I snort, turning off my phone and placing it back down on my lap as I go back to staring outside my left-hand window again. Meet Cha Eunwoo and Moon Bin, my two best friends. The only reason I got through high school how I did without major setbacks. Sure, there was the occasional homesickness and all, but had I not met these two, I probably wouldn’t have even attended and graduated.

Being so far away from the place I grew up never really suited me, and they saw it right away from day one how lonely and upset I looked. I didn't seem to fit in, especially since I skipped a grade and was placed in classes that were very advanced for me. Not that I minded the vigor, but it was hard for me to socialize, let alone make friends.

That’s when I met them. Freshman year in homeroom before my first literature class. Moon Bin, a boy with parted, coppery-golden hair accompanied by his shy, puppy-eye smile and sweet nature, offered me an empty seat next to him in class, even going as far as to share his textbook and asking how I found the school. No doubt, I was embarrassed and immensely shy, stuttering over my words and failing to meet his soft gaze. However, he didn’t make fun of me nor find me odd. All he did was smile, laughing lightly at my slightly flustered state. He stuck his hand out, introducing himself (most people just call him Moonbin or Bin) with that smile of his, thus the start of our new friendship. Since then, he became someone who always knew how to cheer me up when I was feeling down. No moment was ever dull with him by my side.

Eunwoo, the tall, brooding black-haired and charismatic student almost everyone knew (and crushed on) of, was usually with Moonbin when we hung out together, but he normally kept to himself. Though quiet and sometimes reserved with his intimidating looks, it didn’t take long for him to break the ice with us, the three of us becoming close friends. Promising to stay like this until we went to college and beyond. Regardless if we all diverge and tread different paths, we would always converge and come back to one another.

Four years flew by and graduation was upon us. Just like that, the two became like family to me, my ride-or-die duo. The two who were able to turn my world upside down, finding solace in a time where I thought it was nearly impossible for me to.

My thoughts are interrupted by my “Move” ringtone—yes, I’m a huge Lee Taemin fan—looking down at my phone again to see it’s my brother calling. I sigh, picking up the call.

“What?”

He gasps dramatically. “Is that any way to address your loving older brother after being away for so long?”

I snort, shaking my head. “Loving my ass, oppa. How are mom and dad?”

“They’re fine, living. Didn’t you tell them you’re coming home?”

“Nope, I don’t even text them that often. You already know this..”

He sighs. “Yeah, I figured.”

There’s a slight pause on his end, but he continues. “You took the three-thirty train, right? So you’ll be here around five or so?”

“Yeah, give or take.”

I look out the window again to see the endless stretch of greenery and flowing springs, sometimes even children playing in the fields. I grin mischievously, deciding to poke fun at my brother when he doesn’t respond right away.

“What, you miss me?”

He makes a sound similar to throwing up. “As if. I got so used to the peace and quiet. I’m not ready for it to go away.”

“Yah!” I realize that I had yelled a bit too loudly and eyes were now trained on me, and I bow my head in apology. I lower my voice, “You’re such an asshole.”

“Oh, I know, but you still love me anyway.”

“Shut up.”

I can hear his laugh resonate through the phone and a smile unknowingly tugs at my lips. I wouldn’t say it out loud, but it’s true. When I lived with my aunt in Busan for the duration of high school, I missed Jaehyun a lot. Though two years older than me, he didn’t seem to alienate me the way my parents do. While I hate the notion that they spoil Jaehyun endlessly and let him do as he wishes, I won’t lie and say that he was a prick about it. He could’ve been, but he never came off as selfish. I’m really close with my brother, shocking as it may be. Sibling relationships are like that—one minute you want to strangle them with their intestines and the next you’re singing duets together. Crazy, but that’s how it is for us. My parents don’t really pay me any attention, so Jaehyun decides to do that instead. Not complaining though. I’d rather take his pranking and teasing over my parents’ demands and reprimands any day.

“Aight, I’m heading out for a bit. Text me when you arrive.”

I smile again. “Will do, but make sure to get me food!”

“Let me think…” He hums, and I can practically sense the smirk on his end. “Nope. Get your own.”

“Oppa!”

Jaehyun laughs. “See you in a bit, Hyuna. Get here safely. Bye!”

He hangs up the call before I get a chance to retort, and I scoff. Typical of my brother. He knows how much I enjoy street food, and every time he goes out, it’s almost certain that most of the time he stops somewhere to eat. Did he ever bring food back? Sure, but by the time I’d get to it, most of it was gone anyways. That only lasted a little while before I had gone upstate anyways, so he had more food for himself, I guess.

As the train barrels down the tracks, I feel my heart racing in excitement, but there’s also a slight ounce of dread. I really don’t know why. I want to believe it’s because I’ve been away for too long, but part of me knows it’s the fact that I’ll have to face my parents again. Knowing that I only have two months to decide where I wanted to go and what I wanted to do, I know the bitter truth is that those decisions won’t be left up to me. Last time, I was sent to Busan.

God knows where I’d be sent to now.

***

“Final destination of the KTX Busan-Seoul train at Seoul Station is approaching and will arrive at 05:30 PM. The doors to alight are on the right hand side. All passengers are requested to dismount the train upon arrival. Thank you.”

That’s my stop.

Gathering my bag and hand luggage, I patiently wait for the train to pull up at the station. Seeing the familiar shops and buildings around me makes my legs bounce up and down in both excitement and anticipation.

Four long years away from Seoul...

Before getting off, I quickly text the group chat and then my brother, letting them all know that I’ve reached safely. Side-stepping the other passengers exiting the subway doors, I carefully land onto the platform with my luggage in tow. I breathe in the air around as I stretch my arms up into the sky, the grin widening on my face.

It sure as hell feels good to be back home.

I try my best to maneuver through the crowds, but it doesn’t stop the rush of people knocking into me. At times like these, I curse my genetics for favoring my older brother instead of me in terms of height. Eventually, I come to a clearing and when my eyes glance upwards, I spot a rather familiar dark brown-haired six-foot-tall male amongst the small crowd waving me over.

“Hyuna, over here!”

I gasp, my eyes widening. “Oppa!”

He smiles as I begin walking towards him, my feet hurriedly moving across the concrete. The distance between us shortens and I abandon my luggage as he opens his arms wide.

Only for me to sucker punch him in the stomach.

He yelps in pain, grimacing as he holds his abdomen. “Shit, that hurt. What has Aunt Sua been feeding you up there? Rocks?”

I smack his shoulder, my blood slightly boiling in anger. “Yah, why didn’t you tell me you were coming?! Do you know how much money I blew off for the bus fare?”

He straightens his back before going to rub his shoulder, then behind his neck.

“Fine, fine. My bad. I wanted to surprise you, but I guess that didn’t work, did it?”

I cross my arms over my chest, huffing in annoyance. He sighs, nodding.

“Okay, okay, I’ll compensate you. Dinner’s on me.”

At this I grin, blinking excitedly. I grab onto his arm and shake it vigorously. “Really? You mean it? You’re the best, oppa!”

“Look at this brat..” he taunts, shaking his head. In a flash, he headlocks me and rubs the top of my head harshly with his knuckles, upsetting the neatly-tied auburn ponytail.

“Yah! Quit it!” I smack his arms and flail in protest, but he chuckles, saying this is what I get for cunningly finding a way to exploit him the minute I stepped back into Seoul.

What can I say? It’s a talent.

He lets go eventually, and I try to smooth down my already-tangled hair. I grumble incoherently but Jaehyun pulls me into his embrace, wrapping his arms around me. His free hand gently pats the side of my head in comfort.

“Welcome home, sis.”

I stand there stiff for a second before hugging back. He squeezes me tighter and I find myself smiling into his shoulder.

“Good to be back,” I whisper.

We stand like that for a moment before he pats my back a couple of times, us pulling away from each other soon after. He reaches behind me to grab my hand luggage as he shoulders my bag. I tell him that I can carry them just fine, but he starts walking away from the platform to the parking lot. I call out after him as I run to catch up, and I can see the corners of his mouth twitch. Jaehyun leads me to his car, a sleek matte-silver convertible Mustang. My mouth drops open in shock at its stunning beauty, my body forcing itself to remain composed for the sake of avoiding public self-embarrassment.

He throws my luggage in the back seat before he turns to me, smirking at my expression. “You like it?”

“Shit, do I like it? I love it!” I run my fingers over its metallic surface, the silver exterior gleaming in the evening glow. Grinning, I stare up at my brother who catches my gaze as I stand next to the driver’s seat, my fingers already curled on the handle.

“Can I—”

“No.”

“Please—”

“Nope.”

I pout as I pull my hand away and step to the side. Jaehyun chuckles, rubbing my head playfully before getting into the driver’s seat and starting the car. The engine purrs to life as my brother pulls out his shades and wears them. He looks at me and cocks his head to the passenger seat.

“Don’t just stand there. Get in.”

Smiling, I quickly make my way over to the other side and slip into the passenger seat. I barely have time to buckle in before Jaehyun speeds off. I scream in fright, but he laughs heartily, telling me to let loose.

With the wind harshly whipping around us, I close my eyes and tilt my head upwards, absorbing the remnants of my childhood in a place I’ll always call home. A place where my heart always feels at ease.

My name is Jung Hyuna. I’m eighteen years old, and this is my story.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 |

#moonbin x oc #moonbin ff #moonbin fic #moon bin #cha eunwoo #jung jaehyun #astro #nct #fanfiction #my writings #mine

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beevean · 3 years

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How about a top 5 (or 10 if you prefer) best and worst bosses in video games? :D

I’m not very well versed in videogames, but anyway...

WORST

10) Chaos 4 (Sonic Adventure): Not a big fan of bosses who waste so much time - ooh, look at that, trying to hit me with very slow, very telegraphed attacks, and taking more and more time to becomes vulnerable the more the fight progresses. Also not a big fan of Tactical Suicide Bosses (excuse me Chaos, why is your strategy “stay in the water for increasingly amounts of time and then decide to raise my head to breathe”? In this form you’re a fish!). Even less of a fan of bosses that you have to fight three times to complete the game.

9) Sonic and Diablon (Shadow the Hedgehog): They couldn’t have come up with a more boring boss if they tried. Shoot the shield, shoot the cannon, avoid the hand, run away when you hear the word “anti-matter”, kick Sonic in the head, slowly chip at the large energy bar, rinse and repeat. The G.U.N. Fortress version is particularly painful, too, as the arena only offers those piss poor pistols with 10 bullets and minimal damage. And much like Chaos 4, you have to fight this lovely boss three times to get to the Last Story, except you don’t even get a different character with different abilities. Also, poor Sonic, from protagonist of the series reduced to nothing more than a footstep.

8) Collision Chaos boss (Sonic CD): Try to play a boss that relies on wonky pinball physics, that shoots projectiles with the only purpose of changing your already precarious trajectory, in the Bad Future that adds slightly more bumpers to destroy, with the American music (I linked the extended version to properly depict the experience). Pain is real.

7) Egg Pinball (Sonic Advance 3): Surprise! I find this boss worse than the more famous Egg Chaser. Yes, the Egg Chaser is very anxiety-inducing with its bottomless pit and the ball chain sending you into it, but once you learn the pattern of the platforms and that Amy as a partner makes it a joke it’s not that bad. This one, though? Even with Amy/Sonic, which is the only team where your partner is useless but you aren’t, this boss relies too much on luck, expecially by the end when way too many balls are flying across the screen. It’s almost funny, in a “screw you” way, that this is one of the two bosses in the game that can’t be hit by Cheese, in the stage where you finally unlock Cream. Pinball and Sonic don’t mix as well as Sonic Team thinks, apparently.

6) Boost Guardian (Metroid Prime 2, Gamecube): This boss’ strategy isn’t even that bad, it’s just that it hits you like a truck in an environment that is already sipping you of health. If being hit was less punishing, guessing the correct timing to jump over it would be fun. Too overkill for its placement in the game.

5) Mother Brain (Metroid Zero Mission): MB in the original Metroid 1 was... there, with the difficulty of the final boss coming from those stupid Rinkas pushing you into the lava below. In the remake, which otherwise is much easier than the original game, you have to think about the Rinkas, the lava, and MB who shots you fireballs! And if you fall into the lava (and you will spend half of the time in the lava)? She closes her eye and protects her only weak spot, forcing you to wait at the mercy of the Rinkas hitting you all over again. Asshole.

4) Dark Gaia (Sonic Unleashed): Dark Gaia, as a whole, is a stain on an otherwise beautiful game. Setting aside his “character” for a while: this boss is way, WAY too long (the first time I clocked at 11 minutes, like hell I’m trying again), the Gaia Colossus phase is frustrating for how slow it is and for having a nigh-unavoidable attack, the running phase requires pitch-perfect timing otherwise say bye bye to your life, and the Super Sonic phase is essentially “slipping down the shield to run over a bunch of snakes, then QTE up your ass”. Riveting. At least it has some banging music...

3) Egg Saucer (Sonic Advance 2): The bosses in SAd2 are already questionable with their “wind pushing you backwards” physics, but this one flings you enough bullshit to make you ragequit. Whoisthisgit made an excellent video explaining everything that makes this boss such a miserable experience. I am so sorry, Knuckles, that you had to be associated with this tragedy.

2) Antlion Mecha (Sonic 2, Game Gear): So let me get this straight devs, you take a boss that is already a little too had as the first boss in the game, you put it in a console with a much smaller screen, you screw up the slope physics making it just a little too easy to slide into the antlion’s jaws (and of course you don’t have any Rings), and on top of that you make the trajectory of the projectiles random when in the Master System they were consistent? Great game design there, guys :V

1) Spider Guardian (Metroid Prime 2, Gamecube): I was never as close as bestemmiare ogni santo e pure il padre eterno as I was when I was trying to beat this abomination. I love the Ing theme, but FUCK if I wasn’t hating every single sound of it while playing, OH MY GOD I envy the people who played it on the Wii so damn much

BEST

10) Robot Carnival/Storm (Sonic Heroes): Yes! Yes, I do like this boss! I’m probably the only one, I don’t care, I find these fights cathartic, especially with Team Chaotix <3

9) Jet Drill (Sonic 3 & Knuckles): The strategy may be simple, but I love the setup of Eggman destroying an ancient garden just to kill Sonic and I love how it emphasizes how much of a reliable bro Tails is. (let’s just ignore the fact that with Tails alone this boss is a pain...)

8) Doomsday Zone (Sonic 3 & Knuckles): The series had its fair share of Super Sonic bosses, but so far no one has beaten the original. It has excellent music, you can feel the tension as you smartly redirect Eggman’s missiles to him and as you chase him down through space, and Eggman in this game is really ready to do anything to win, I love it

7) Beta mk. II (Sonic Adventure): This is probably the best part of Gamma’s campaign. 90% of it is kindergarten-easy, and then Hot Shelter and the final boss are a sudden, but welcome spike in difficulty. Beta mk. II is a far cry from any other E-series robot you’ve faced, being almost completely invulnerable, hitting you with straight up nukes, and the time is still ticking in the corner. Then you add the context of having to kill your brother, and the deceptively upbeat theme, and it becomes a memorable experience.

6) Cykka (Metroid Prime 2): The first phase is fairly boring, but Adult Cykka is really fun to fight for some reason. Not only it has a cool design, but it’s a fast-paced battle (due to having to use the Grapple Beam to swing from platform to platform) where you have to go ham on the boss at certain points (when it becomes Dark Cykka), my two favorite styles for a boss.

5) Nightmare (Metroid Fusion): A name, a certainty. This boss looks, sounds and attacks in a way that makes you feel confused and powerless. Even at it becomes a game of “climb the stairs, shoot at its ungodly face, jump around to avoid it”, it’s still tense.

4) Ridley (Super Metroid): SM isn’t famous for having great bosses, but they put all of their effort into Ridley and it shows. There’s no strategy here, it’s simply “kill him before he kills you”. At this point you’re pretty much at the peak of your strength, you went through literal Hell to get The Baby back, you’re not going to be stopped by the asshole who killed your parents.

3) Shibusawa Keiji (Yakuza 0): What a beast of a final boss. The first Dragon of Dojima is the perfect foil to Kiryu, having all of his strength and style but none of his compassion, and beating him up to a bloody pulp, especially as you see him become sloppier and sloppier, is so, so cathartic. Also, Two Dragons, what more can I say?

2) Egg Dragoon (Sonic Unleashed): Best boss in the series? I don’t know but it’s surely in the top 10, and it’s ironic that you play as the hated Werehog. Not only it has some delicious music (that generations ruined), but it’s such a fun climax after the hell and a half that is Eggmanland! On one hand, Eggman sounds seriously angry and he is ready to kill Sonic (and if you take too much time, which admittedly is hard if you’re not doing it on purpose, he is positively gleeful while he sends you into a fiery death); on the other, Sonic just rips this giant robot apart like tissue paper, and even if it’s done through QTEs, it looks awesome.

1) Kuze Daisaku (Yakuza 0): I’ll let this say it all. If I had to pick a favorite version, the fifth one was my favorite to fight (by that point you have likely upgraded Kiryu’s abilities to the point of making him a juggernaut), but the second one is iconic for a reason... multiple, in fact. “DIE, YOU LITTLE SHIT!”

Special mention to Majima in Y1, YK and YK2 because he looks really fun, but I have never faced him myself so yeah.

#sonic the hedgehog #metroid #yakuza #sorry for the random italian #not my fault you guys don't have a word for insulting god himself #spinningbuster98

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strwbryshortcake · 3 years

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Communicate with me

First encounter

a;n ⇶ i know it’s a shitty title lol sorry, it’s so hard to name chapters!!!

n e ways, here’s the first chapter of Communicate with me ! Slow one but yk, just setting the bases lol, hope you like it

there will be more chapters obviously ! i will try to update as much as possible

w;c ⇶ 1246 words

masterlist

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Tap, tap, tap.

Tsukishima frowned and tried to concentrate.

Tap, tap, tap.

He did his best to try and ignore the annoying sound that just wouldn’t stop.

Tap, tap, tap.

He turned his head and looked around him to identify who was making this horrible, absolutely atrocious rythm. It sounded like someone tapping his foot on the ground. It seemed like he was the only one who was bothered by it, everyone was concentrated on the English teacher, taking notes or answering questions. How could they not hear it? He wondered why his professor didn’t ask the culprit to stop. Continuing to look around, he finally saw who was annoying the hell out of him. It was a girl that he didn’t notice at the beginning of the year. Was she always here? She had to be or else he would’ve remember her introducing herself.

“Hey!” He whispered loud enough, he hoped, for her to hear.

“Mh?” She turned her head, searching for who was calling her.

“Over here.” She finally looked at him.

“Yes?”

“Could you stop?” He pointed to her foot, still tapping. “It’s annoying. I can’t concentrate.”

“Oh, sure, sorry.”

She reajusted herself in her seat and continued to listen to the lesson.

Tick, Tick, Tick.

It hasn’t even been ten minutes. He looked at her again and sighed when he saw her playing with her pen, knocking it against her wooden desk.

For fuck’s sake.

Everyone turned to look at him and the teacher furrowed his brows, stopping mid-sentence.

Did he just say that out loud?

“Something to add, Tsukishima?”

“No, sorry, I guess I was thinking out loud.” He glared at the girl who offered him an apologetic smile, mouthing Sorry.

Break arrived soon enough and before she even had the time to stand up and leave, he was in front of her desk.

“You think it’s funny?” He crossed his arms on his chest, straightening his back to seem even taller.

“Excuse me? What are you talking about?” He took a step back when she got up. She didn’t even reach his shoulder.

“Making those noises. You find it funny?”

“Now you’re just assuming things.” She let out a dry laugh. “Not everything revolves around you, Tsukishima, I already said I was sorry, why do you feel the need to confront me?”

“I just spent an hour trying to take notes and my textbook is blank because of your little game.”

“I can lend you my notes if you want.” She said as she was gathering her things. “But I don’t have time for your little outburst, I got things to do.”

“That’s not the point-…”

“You want them or not?” She cut him.

“I don’t want your stupid notes!” He raised his voice, starting to lose his temper.

“Too bad for you then, beanpole.” She made her way around him and left the classroom, leaving him in front of her now empty desk.

What the fuck?

“Hey, Yama! You know who this girl is?”

“Mh?” Yamaguchi approached him. “What girl? You know there’s nobody there right?” He looked at the desk Tsukishima was staring at.

“I didn’t mean-… you know what, forget it. You know the girl who sits there?”

“Yeah, I talked to her a few times. She’s nice.”

“Yeah, yeah. What’s her name?”

“I only know her last name, Hamasaki.”

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“… And then, i hear his fucking voice being like “Oh fuck’s sake” so I turn around and this man is sitting there, looking right at me with daggers in his eyes and in my head I’m like “What is his problem?” y’know? But wait… It doesn’t end here ! So like, the teacher said something to him blablabla, I’m looking at him and I’m mouthing “Sorry” with my cutest smile and he’s still staring at me like he’s going to kill me!” She stops a second to take a sip of water. “But then, when I’m 'bout to leave, this fucking Eiffel Tower of a man comes right. in. front. of my desk and he’s all like “You think it’s funny, do you?” ” She’s making a funny face while imitating his voice the worst way possible. “And I was like “Man what’s your point? You want my notes or what?” 'Cause you bet your ass he was saying it was my fault if he didn’t write anything! And noooo, he’s being an asshole again and saying he doesn’t want my stupid notes so I left. God, I would’ve paid to see his face at this moment.”

“You need to control yourself Aika…”

“Oh come on Daichi, you know me!”

“Yeah, that’s why I’m saying that.” He laughed at the face she was making. “If he’s bothering you again, tell me and I’ll have a talk with him. What’s his name?”

“I can take care of myself, thank you very much, big brother. And… You know what, it’s not that important. I’ll just ignore him like I do with everyone in my class.”

“See, that’s why no one likes you!” He pushed her with his shoulder playfully. “You need me to take you to your rehearsal tonight?”

“No, no, don’t bother, you have practice too tonight and I wouldn’t want to be a burden… If you could just pick me up when you’re done? I don’t want to walk alone in the dark. Too much creeps.”

“Yeah, of course. I’ll text you.” He shuffled her hair and stood up. “I gotta go to class. See you tonight.”

“Bye.”

She watched him with a tiny smile and pulled out her homework. She was sitting by herself on a bench that was next to the gym.

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The next time he saw her was during their sports class. Everyone was running laps around the field. He noticed her right away because she was the only girl that could keep up with the boys’ pace. She was next to Yamaguchi, making small talk with him as her ponytail swayed side to side.

“I’m sorry about him. He can be a handful sometimes.” Yamaguchi laughed a little bit while scratching his neck, probably because he was embarassed.

“Yeah, he’s a dick, you can say it!”

“It’s not like that! He just has a hard time… speaking to other people.”

“Whatever. He was an asshole, you can’t convince me otherwise. Anyway, how was training yesterday? Daichi seemed really tired.”

So she knew Daichi… Was she his girlfriend?

“Well, you know, the usual. But he helped Kageyama and Hinata so maybe that’s why. They have too much energy!” They both laughed and Tsukishima caught himself staring at her. “Oh, hey Tsukki!” Yamaguchi finally noticed him.

She turned her head just a bit and glared at him before accelerating, leaving them behind.

“Bye, Yama!”

“Ugh, what did she want?” He asked him, as if he hadn’t listened to their whole conversation.

“Nothing special. She was upset with you.” He gave him a little slap on the back of his blonde head. “You could’ve been nicer. Now she thinks you’re an asshole.”

“Good. One more person that won’t try to annoy me.”

At that sentence, Tadashi bursted into laughter.

“Oh, 'cause you think that’s what’s going to happen? Even I don’t know her that much but I can tell you that you’re really wrong, my friend. She won’t let this die.” He then lowered his voice and said playfully : “She wrote your name in her Death Note.”

Little did Tsukishima know that Yamaguchi was right. She wasn’t going to let him off that easily.

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu angst #haikyuu fluff #hq angst #hq fluff #tsukishima kei #tsukishima x oc #tsukki haikyuu #tsukishima hq #fanfic #first chapter #tsukki x y/n #tsukki x reader #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima x y/n

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vickylamore · 3 years

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Missing Puzzle Piece

Pairing: Jeno x Female Reader, Taeyong x Female Reader (it’s barely there LMAO, platonic), NCT OT23 x Female Reader (Platonic)

Genre: Bulleted AU, Mafia AU, Crack (Includes writing style), Fluff

Word count: 8k

TWs: Death, Mentions of death, Swearing (a lot of it), Guns, Hostages, Unedited (ish, it’s 7am, you will find typos I’m sorry), An unhealthy load of crack :)

Summary: You stole something from your father. You joined another mafia group(ish). Stayed with them for nearly a year and you somehow have an on and off relationship with someone you’re convinced you don’t like? It’s complicated, kinda, not really. I mean, you guys were never dating but it was never a full-fledged friendship to begin with. It all depends on which puzzle piece will fit in first.

OKAY so you were honest with yourself, it probably wasn’t the brightest idea to yell a huge “fuck you!” to your crimelord of a father.

AND maybe it wasn’t worth your entire life.

PERHAPS you shouldn’t be running away from the dozen bodyguards running after you in nothing but pyjamas shorts, a hoodie and slides.

But you are and you had no intention of stopping.

I mean, why would you? You were literally in slides and you were running faster than all the men chasing you.

IT'S EMBARRASSING.

You don’t know how you didn’t draw attention to yourself, maybe it was because it was night or maybe because everyone was distracted with the midnight music festival that they didn’t give a damn to notice your nineteen-year-old ass running away from twelve men.

Honestly speaking, you were vibing. All you had to do was run and blend with the crowd while these huge ass men in tuxedos and sunglasses moved through the crowd to get to you were gaining attention.

Which slowed them down.

And you gained speed.

Not to mention that they still had sun glasses on despite it being pitch black with the exception of the lights from the item, food and music boots.

Fucking dumbasses LMAPDJK

So other than that, yes, you were vibing.

That WAS until one of them decided to draw their gun and start shooting at you… while you were in the middle of a crowd.

Real smart buddy.

OKAY so maybe you shouldn’t have stolen your father’s really important USB that told everyone where his biggest drug cartels are and when they’d be moving from SK to the States.

But like- was it your fault?

No, of course not.

No one asked him to piss you off, let alone put really important information on ONE USB port,

That he didn’t know you stole but whatever.

He only grounded you for being ‘disrespectful’.

Apparently, talking back during a conversation with a parent was rude?

You’d never tell him to his face but sometimes your father wasn’t the brightest star in the sky.

But that’s okay.

anYWHO- guns. shooting. you. Slides.

If you had known that your slides are hella useful to run it, you would’ve run with them in your track meet two days ago.

IT’S A JOKE- maybe.

No, actually, how the fuck are you not dead yet? LMAOSJ.

You wouldn’t be worth much as collateral damage, either way, your father did prefer your brothers after all.

Struggles of being the youngest of three; one brainiac (you obviously, duh), one asshole and an even bigger douchebag.

More shouting, more screaming, more guns cocking,

More running, you vibing, you being pushed onto the floor-

You being pushed onto the floor.

Oof.

THAT HURT DAMN

You struggled against the grip of a male, one around your age, as he rolled both of you away from the complete chaos that was happening.

He pressed you against his chest-

Not this being your first contact with a boy.

-and literally dragged you towards an empty alleyway.

oH HELL NO

You’ve watched too many police series and horror movies to know what’s going to happen next.

PLUS

Your father used to hire men every other week which means it’s very likely that the male is one of your father’s men.

So you being you,

You bit him.

On his shoulder.

He shrieked, let you go and you both rushed to your feet while glaring at each other.

The man hissed, your eyebrows furrowed.

“You bit me!”

“I don’t have rabies!”

“I never said anything about rabies!”

“Okay, so what’s the problem!”

“It might leave a hickey!”

You did a double-take.

Did you hear that right?

It might leave a hickey?

“D-do you have a girlfriend?”

“N-no?”

“How do you not if you have a girlfriend!”

“Your question confused me!”

If it wasn’t for his somewhat worrisome words, you would’ve thought he was cute.

In fact, he was cute. He had really dark black hair that glistened against the light from the festival behind him. He was tall, taller than you and had really… really nice eyebrows.

You wanted to touch them-

ANYWAYS

“What? No thank you?”

“For scrapping my knees? No, thank you.” You dusted off the dirt and grime off your legs. “Why did you help me?”

He seemed taken aback by your question. His eyes closed slightly and lightly grinned-

OMFG HE HAS DIMPLES UWU

“I mean, you were getting chased by like twelve guys.” He shrugged and leaned against the wall. “You wanted me and my team to leave you all alone?” He winked at you.

You don’t know if it’s because you're awkward but you just stared at him… blinking a good three times before looking back at the festival. Maybe it was because of the sudden change of personality or it was the still ongoing gunshots but he wasn’t affected by the noise;

Somehow the shots didn’t bother him? Which made you think that beyond that adorable face and smile, he was hiding something from you.

Not that he had to tell you or anything.

Okay but his attire screams bad boy aura; black on black (pun intended) from head to toe, he had a utility belt with what you presumed had a knife, gun and phone. He wore a tight long-sleeved turtleneck and black cargo pants along with black fingerless gloves.

A small buzz cut through the silence and you just barely heard it. You notice the small earpiece barely lodged in his ear canal. He pressed it, turned away from you and listen to whatever message he was receiving. “Alright, head out, I’ll be at the base soon.”

His sleeves must’ve rolled up when you both rolled on the floor earlier because you’re sure as hell you weren’t supposed to see tHE MFK NCT TATTOO ON HIS WRIST.

NOT THE NCT TATTOO

Out of all the days you could’ve ran into NCT, all _(add number of members)__ of them, it just happened to be today.

Ngl, you found it lowkey amusing. A male a part of the organization your father was trying to take down, it made you laugh.

You could use it to your advantage.

Cracking his knuckles and elbows when he was done, he sent you a small salute, “well sweetheart, it was nice to meet you but-”

“NCT huh?” You crossed your arms and it was your time to smirk. His obviously fell into a frown as he straightened his posture and clenched his jaw. “Guessing by how young you look, you might be in the Dream unit- ooh, I stuck a nerve, Dream unit it is.”

You purse your lips, blinking innocently, “leader or follower? Oop- struck another nerve, leader it is.”

In a matter of seconds, the male hand pinned you to the wall, a snarl leaving his throat. His eyes were now a lot darker and hostile, a completely different side to the guy.

“Who are you?”

“Bring me to your base to find out.”

“And why would I do that?” You reached for his ear, tore the earpiece out and crushed it on the floor.

You’re really trying to get yourself killed tonight, huh?”

“I mean yes but not but you need to bring me with you.”

“And that’s because..?”

“Valuable information that will help the entire organization to take down JYP.”

Bingo.

See, you knew your bargaining skills were on point. Sadly, you learned from your brother; the one you preferred so it’s not that bad. You saw the conflict between his eyes, you really didn’t blame him… I mean, you were a stranger he saved and now you have all this information that could help him and his team out? Almost seemed too good to be true.

Technically it was.

Look, you didn’t want the total demise of your father’s company, you just want him and your brothers to leave you alone and the only way you thought you could do that was by betraying him.

Because that’s so smart.

“Fine.”

WAS IT THAT EASY?

aND? He? Started? Dragging? You? Towards? Another? Alley? Before? You? Stumbled? On? A? Motorcycle?

You stood near his bike, glancing between him and the vehicle as he threw you his helmet. You caught it with ease. “You’re not going to blindfold me? It’s that what you’re supposed to do?”

He shrugged and hoped on the motorcycle, “I mean, I could.” He revved the vehicle as the headlights came on. “But then it gives me more of a reason to kill you if you are lying.”

Did you mention that you never wanted to ride behind this man again?

No?

Well, you never want to ride another motorcycle if he’s the one that’ll be driving because he might actually kill you for real next time.

You both got to the mansion in less than twenty minutes.

It was hella cold too, you don't know how you didn't freeze your ass off.

OH MAYBE BECAUSE HE GAVE YOU HIS JACKET.

You said thank you, despite the fact that he grumbled in response.

He unlocked the door with handprint recognition, cause yk,

Technology. Neo Culture Technology.

He opened the door and immediately, warm air welcomed you.

PLEASE IT WAS SO WARM

NOT YOU running into a house you've never been to before.

UH- I mean… You have.

Like once.

Technically like seven but,

It was when you were three.

“Please, you don't even know where you're going.”

I mean, he wasn't lying.

Your memory as a toddler wasn't the sharpest.

But like then again, this place was one of the first memories you had.

Lowkey sad, ngl.

“Just take me to your boss and then we can figure this entire thing out.”

Obviously, it wasn't that easy.

It's never that easy.

“Funny you think I'll bring you to my boss.”

“But you brought me to your base?”

HE DID.

“You left me no choice.”

“I did- I mean, I was. You threatened to kill me after I told you I had leverage.”

Did you blame him? No, not really. But you did think that his plan was stupid since he was WAY TOO TRUSTING.

Just wait until he learns who you're father is… then he can't kill you.

“What's your name?” You asked as he closed the door. His jacket was still draped over your shoulders and you fiddled with the zipper. “You know, for reference.”

Take his name and RUN WITH IT

Why? Cause you saw a couple people with guns creeping up on you.

Such a warm welcome.

Technically, the only reason you knew was literally by instinct.

They were super quiet, their stealth was off the charts.

You had one shot and you just gotta PRAY that their leader remembered you.

Cause if not, you're screwed.

“Jeno.” You hummed and smiled.

“Nice to meet you, Jeno.”

You greeted while sticking your hand out. He raised an eyebrow but took it nonetheless.

You really took it as a chance to flip him over your shoulder, “kk, bye now.”

BITCH, YOU MFK DIPPED.

SO QUICK TOO

You don't know if you skipped or ran down the hallway but you did a mixture of both.

But like, you took “get that bread, get that head then leave.” Too seriously.

At this point, you were running towards a certain room by sheer memory.

Forbid you ran into the wrong room.

Either the rest of his unit was incredibly slow or taking shortcuts to get to you.

Didn't really matter because you reached the room you wanted to get to and knocked.

TECHNICALLY, YOU COULDN'T JUST BURST IN.

You didn't even know if he was in heRE.

“Come in.”

Oh, he's in there.

And so are like… four other voices.

SMH WHAT IF HE DIDN'T REMEMBER YOU?

It's not like you guys haven't seen each other in 16 years.

Yes, sixteen.

But you knew the guy had a great memory for a nine year old so he should remember you.

Or you just tell him your name and it goes one way or another; either he just doesn't fking remember you OR he does.

You opened the door and closed it behind you.

“Taeyong, sweetie, you wanna tell me why seven of your men are chasing me with guns?”

Okay so maybe it wasn't the best introduction. Or just the best greeting.

But you looked at him and he had this shit eating grin on his face.

I MEAN YAY? HE REMEMBERED YOU?

“What did you do?”

“In all technically, nothing.”

Yeah, he didn't believe you, not once, you knew as soon as he tapped his finger on his desk.

PLEASE THE REST OF THE MEN IN HIS OFFICE WERE SO CONFUSED.

“Okay, so I might of flipped one of your men over my shoulder after I felt his teammates sneaking up on me with guns after he sent them a secret message despite the fact that I broke his comm- you gotta give me that new tech you got cause it almost screwed me over- and like… isn't my fault cause I somehow convinced him to bring me here after my father sent men to chase me with guns at the music festival downtown?”

Yeah, he believed you. At least now he did. His raised eyebrow just said so.

Work in your favor-ish.

“Is that why your fathers men are dead at that festival too?”

OH SHIT WAIT THEY DEAD?

OH UH, YOU DIDN'T KNOW THAT.

NO MA'AM, YOU DID NOT.

"Oh, yeah, maybe, I don't know. Ask Jeno and co."

"Your brothers are going to kill me."

"Okay yeah but like, they don't know it was your men? Unless you mark your bullets?"

"Why would we-"

"Exactly, they won't know."

They really don't, and even if they thought it was NCT, dumbasses have no proof.

Again, worked in your favor.

"Okay, what the hell is going on?"

Not you forgetting about the four other men in Taeyong’s study.

"Oh, hi." You waved at the tallest. You presumed he was taller since he looked tall.

That makes sense right?

"This might be super confusing but like, I'm not trying to die before I give you guys leverage on my dad so like can you-"

The door literally was thrown open and there was a gun to your head.

He didn't even let you finish, rude smh.

"You have five seconds to tell me who the hell you are before I kill you."

"You wanted to kill me from the get go, what's stopping you?"

YOU'RE REALLY PLAYING YOUR CARDS, HUH?

The situation isn't in your favor at ALL and you're STILL pushing his buttons.

No actually, why?

Is it because you know you won't die now or is it because Taeyong is in the room?

Either way, please stop before you get yourself killed.

"That won't be necessary, Jeno."

You couldn't see Taeyong but solely based on his tone, you knew he found it amusing.

You literally heard the smirk in his voice.

"Why not?"

"You kill her, you start a war with JYP."

Jeno raised an eyebrow towards you. "How? She's just some little girl who was running away from men with guns."

OOF.

Little whAT

oUch

Listen here you bitch-

"That girl is the daughter-"

Not you clearing your throat, coughing and sneezing for him to fix his words.

"Sorry, that girl is the adoptive daughter of Park Jinyoung and adoptive sister of Jaebum and Jinyoung."

Oh to have connections.

The gun was dropped from your forehead so quick. Oops.

You laughed awkwardly and stepped away from the shell shocked black haired man as you just

Made

Your

Way

Taeyong

Because you honestly felt like you were the safest with him???

"You still remember me?"

"Of course I do," he shrugged while you were digging into your hoodie and opened his laptop. "You're the only one that calls me sweetie."

"You based your memory on that small, minor detail?"

"Please, the only reason you remember me is because I gave you a scar behind your ear after I accidentally opened that very door when you were walking in."

"Touché."

That scar was hurt for a while, you think it gave you brain damage because you were lowkey a dumb kid smh.

You inserted the USB in the laptop as it was starting up. You looked up to see a LOT more men in his study then before.

Omg, you're famous.

"While that's loading," you waved at the… 12… 18… 22 members in the room.

WHY ARE THEY 22

Minus Taeyong of course

SO MANY SMH

"Hi," you greeted with a small smile, "based on your very confused faces, you guys have no idea who I am. Park (Y/n), adoptive daughter of Park J.Y, my brothers are dumb and dumber, also known as Jinyoung and Jaebum. Also the girl that tricked Jeno to bringing me here, oops."

Damn, so men with J as their first name

No wonder they're all Jackasses.

You winked at the male before turning back to Taeyong who tugged your hoodie.

"What did you do and why is your father’s shipment list on my screen?"

“It’s a really, really long story if you have time-- plus those shipments are happening like in three hours so you wanna get started on that.”

“JENO YOU DUMB BITCH, OUTSMARTED.”

“I don’t know who you are or where you came from but just know that I love you for making Jeno look more like the dumbass he actually is.”

So like after that entire thing-

Yes, it got you smirking.

Taeyong kicked everyone out.

And you were introduced to Johnny, Kun and Yuta.

Fun :)

What’s not fun, Jeno’s passive aggressive ass :}

There was one thing you liked about him though; his dimples. His DIMPLE IS SO MFK CUTE but everything else else is a no for you. Yes, he’s attractive and all but he doesn’t want to admit that his decision on bringing you here without knowing who you were was pretty dumb.

Irrational actually.

And Taeyong gave him quite the earful while you were gossipping with Johnny about your favorite chocolate bar.

For the next few days, you stayed with NCT’s huge ass mansion because you didn’t want to go back home.

Especially since, again, you were grounded, ran away and got your dad’s men killed.

AND got his shipments stolen :))

All of that because of a damn USB, funny.

You actually like it here?? A lot better than your home with your brothers.

You got really close with Dream? Like NCT Dream? Forget being strangers, the dumbasses are your brothers now.

Like brothers to the point where you almost smacked Haechan with a heated frying pan because he had ask you for food when you JUST finished cooking, almost pushed Chenle and his loud ass out of a window, threw your slides at Renjun for being a smartass and Jisung-

You’re lying, Jisung was your baby.

In another dimension.

No but you actually almost beat the crap out of him FOR breathing AND stealing all the snacks Taeyong bought for you. Like hoe, get your own.

As for Shotaro, that man, despite being older than you, is your baby aND NOBODY IS GONNA TOUCH HIM OR TRY HIM.

Cause you will beat them up as a compensation fee and the rest is determined on your level of anger that day.

Which keeps rising because of Lee Jeno.

Did you like him? Absolutely not.

For the love of everything, you bit him.

But did you dislike him?

Yes.

Quite a lot actually.

Because Taeyong, being Taeyong, was such a smart cookie, he just put you in the Dream’s unit because they were hella close to your age and you just stood there and said ‘okay’ when he finished?

And guess who was your training partner?

There's a reason all the knives in the training hall are locked away. And all the guns are empty.

You wouldn’t actually call him training partner, more like, killing partner and emphasis on the killing because the amount of scars and cuts on YOUR back from him trying to disarm you to prevent you from killing HIM is remarkable and looks like your fell off a tree and all the branches scared you to break your fall.

The only thing attempting to break you was Jeno tho.

Fast forward a week; finally got to meet 127 because for some reason they had business in Japan because Yuta apparently fucked up but that’s a story for another day.

Of course he didn’t, he just had trading issues and needed back up.

You already know Taeyong so skipping over him, you met Taeil. Great guy, super attentive and a genius too… like man’s is WAY too smart for your liking and can read you like a book but also super quiet and reserved and talks only when talking to. Oh! And doesn’t kill? Respect because he doesn’t get his hands dirty but respect.

Johnny is the brother you want but will never get because you’re not in the best position to be emancipated. But the way you can relate to this man is ridiculous BUT you also bribe him to give you food and buy you your favorite drinks.

And then Doyoung terrifies you?

Like if security cameras weren’t around, you’re sure all of Dream would be dead right now… but a great name to use when Jisung tries picking on you.

Other than that, he’s really resourceful which is nice if you even wanted to buy a new gun.

Yuta is another brother that you want because you can look in his direction, not say anything as he proceeds to sigh and say, “fuck off, we’re not going to the restuarant.”

Lowkey spoils you but you are a crime boss daughter; you wouldn’t say you were used to it but his small gifts were always more meaningful than anything your father gave you.

Jaehyun gives you ‘I’m too pretty to get blood on my hands but I do it anyway because Taeyong won’t pay me if I don’t’ kind of guy. Those are for the award kind of guy.

You clown him WAY TOO MUCH but it’s so normalized that this one morning, you went to the kitchen and said:

“Who does it feel to be a Jeffrey now?”

Jungwoo is just.

Hot.

And the biggest dork ever smh and sassy and a really good liar. He scares you sometimes. However, you both are great liars so in all technicality, he should be your partner in crime but you were paired with… him. For some reason, the more you hang out with him, you become more chaotic than you were???

I mean, good for you.

Mark, oh my, where do you start with Mark? You don’t understand why you admire him so much?

I mean, for one, he’s great at sparring and much more interesting to be around than…

Jeno.

UH so Mark is really nice and cool and you want to stuff him in your pocket but decided against tit cause he looks like he could kill you with one of his hidden guns.

Is a bitch, lowkey. Bosses you around because you're new.

But it’s fine because he’s nice about it so it’s whatever.

Sungchan is your best friend, you don’t make the rules sorry.

You actually haven’t gotten the chance to meet the WayV unit since they’re, currently, in China.

You have talked to Sicheng and Lucas.

Great guys, especially Sicheng because he’s the ‘normal’ one in the unit.

Noticed the ‘’?

Yeah so he isn’t normal, far from it, but is really nice to talk to.

HOWEVER there’s no reason for Lucas to be towering over you like Jack and the beanstalk.

Ad being hella loud.

But you like that because it radiates your energy.

Ten-

No because he’s just… like-

You don’t know how to explain it??

He’s there, a great friend, huge brat, amazing fighter.

At least, that’s how Kun describes him and you’re leaning towards that explanation of Ten because of their leader.

Yes, Kun, great person, in your pocket he goes, thank you.

No actually, this man is so thoughtful, it hurts.

You didn’t have the chance to introduce yourself to Yangyang, Hendery and Xiaojun since they’re on a trip in Europe but from what you’ve heard, they’re really annoying.

Just your type.

And Xiaojun has really nice eyebrows?

Like excuse me sIR, hand them over.

Also, NCT is nothing like your adoptive father’s company…

What did Taeyong do to these people

Really nice and really cruel at the same part.

You’re glad you aren’t at the other end of that knife.

Anyways back to Jeno :(

You’ve been here for three months and it really hasn’t gotten better.

With everyone else, hell yeah, with Jeno?

Crying hours are open.

HE’S SO MEAN AND FOR WHAT

All you did was breath, damn.

He’d pick on you

And call you names

Talk about 2nd grade insults, embarrassing.

And he’d let you win at sparring matches.

THAT HURT YOUR EGO, YOU WEREN’T GOING TO LIE

Your pride just… declined after Dream pointed it out one time

You rather not know because at least it feed into your ego

Now you didn’t even want to spare with him anymore.

You talked to Taeil about it over hot cocoa cause, why not.

He had the audacity to say that Jeno liked you.

sIR IT’S BEEN THREE MONTHS

There was no way.

And then what was more offensive was when he said that YOU LIKED HIM

And so you started sparring with WayV :)

He wasn’t right.

Of course not.

So, WayV sparring, yes.

Ten was a really great sparring partner and so was Hendery and Yangyang and Xiaojun,

You haven’t sparred with the others cause they simple,, dont,,.

But you found your new sparring partner and that was Yangyang and Ten was your instructor.

SO EITHER YOU’RE JUST REALLY OBLIVIOUS OR YOU DON’T SEE IT.

But… was Jeno jealous when you switched partners?

He did roll his really bright eyes each time you were talking to Yang.

And HE DID cross his arms over his chest all cute while pouting.

And he---

NO.

You were nOT falling for him.

PLEASE YOU BIT THE GUY.

What happened to “did you dislike Jeno? Yes. Quite a lot.”

Oh hOw tHe tAbLeS hAvE tUrnEd.

This is so embarrassing.

Now a lot more um

Petty fights :)))

“Jerk, you stole my chocolate!”

“There was no chocolate to begin with!”

“You don’t know that!”

“Yes I do!”

“So you did take my chocolate you asshole!”

And like… flirting.

Please, your moon sign was Gemini, it wasn’t your fault.

If you don’t get to joke, it’s okay.

“Hi, my name is Microsoft. Can I crash at your place?”

“(Y/n), we live in the same house.”

AND THEN HE SAID ONE TO YOU ONCE, YOU NEVER RECOVERED.

“Did your license get suspended for driving all these guys crazy?”

Never recovered.

BuT fast forward to now where you’re one your…

23rd mission with N-City.

:))))

Taeyong had finally let you go on one six months prior after you kindly asked.

“You’ve seen me fight before, why won’t you let me go?”

“Because you’re clumsy!”

OkAy, so maybe you had to ask more than ONCE but it’s not your fault your limbs have a mind of its own.

You never asked for long legs.

Speaking of long legs, Jeno was cute.

It didn’t come from you though, it came from your mind.

Huge difference.

This mission was simple enough, it was an infiltration mission where NCT had to steal this super important USB from an important figure in the mafia world.

And what’s the best way to do that? Attend a gala.

And they wanted you to attend since they gave you a pretty important role.

Distraction.

You could do that.

Maybe… if Jeno wouldn’t breath down your neck the entire night.

Yeah, Jeno was your gala date :)

Sadly WayV weren’t going and neither was Dream since they needed to be on cams and the former were stuck in Beijing.

No tall giants to bug.

No sassy ass companions to tease.

Just your love for Jeno :)

You were wearing this long black dress and grabbed your very beautiful body and you have to admit that you looked ravishing.

You did your hair in your favorite hairstyle and wore gold flats.

CAUSE I KNOW DAMN WELL I WOULDN’T RUN IN HEELS

And neither should you.

You walked into the 127 com room where Dream was and nearly walked back out with the way they were looking at you.

“Can you guys like… not? The sky's a beautiful view too, you know.”

“Yeah but why look at the sky when you’re right here.”

LEE JENO.

YOU REALLY SET YOURSELF UP FOR THAT ONE.

It's been eight months… get on with it and ask him on a date.

You turned away, completely hiding the very light blush.

Except that Jaemin was making kissing faces to your right.

And of course, when you turned around,

Haechan was smirking like a madman.

OH TO HAVE ANNOYING ASSHOLES IN YOUR UNIT

“Shotaro, sweetie, you're the only one I tolerate.”

It was true, you've been saying it ever since you got here.

Your heels clicked as you walked over to the bureau filled with monitors and computers. You leaned your lower half and Shotaro's chair, "any news?"

“Yeah,” handing you a ear set and was really an earring with hooks so it clung onto your ear. “Earring coms, activated by the word 'go' and is voice recognition.”

“Thank you," you hooked the earrings in. "Whos monitor am I connected to?”

“Well, we’re working in pairs since we’re kinda short on people on monitors tonight.”

Pairs = two people with one operator.

“So both you and Jeno will be connected to Jaemin’s mic. Taeyong and Yuta with Renjun. Doyoung and Jaehyun are with Chenle, Mark, Sungchan and Jungwoo with me and Jisung and Taeil and Johnny with Haechan.”

OF COURSE YOU WERE WITH JENO.

You expected it but DAMN.

“Oh and here,” raising an eyebrow, he handed you a box before typing away on the monitor again. “Jeno told me to give it to you. I modified it so it’ll be acting as your coms for tonight.”

^#*!@&(!&^@!?!@

UH WHY ARE THE EARRINGS HE GIFTED YOU REALLY NICE </3

AND WHY DID HE GIVE YOU EARRINGS

Smh it even goes with your outfit.

Black and gold = perfection.

“Thank you,” turning towards the rest of the boys chatting away, you walked over to the entrance and said, “I’ll see you guys later and Jaemin,”

“Yeah?”

“Don’t let me die.”

“What about me?” Jeno pouted next to Jaemin.

You rolled your eyes and finished wearing the jewelry. “Bold of you to assume I care about you.”

“You’re wearing the earrings I bought you.”

“Ooooooooooh.”

PLEASE-

“No dumbass,” glaring at him, you nodded your head towards the hallway. “They're coms too, my safety, not yours.”

He only chuckled, something he does a lot lately before walking behind you towards the garage where the rest of 127, minus Haechan, were waiting.

Yeah no, we aren’t talking about that fucking care car.

You were in a separate car with Jeno to make it seem like you guys got there alone and not with the rest of NCT.

Because, you know, security cameras and stalkers behind monitors are a thing.

PLEASE THE CAR RIDE YOU WERE NOT HAVING IT

Because you’d somehow say something really, really inappropriate and you weren’t going to embarrass yourself more than you already have in the last eight months.

So you just shut up.

bUT YOUR MIND SMH

Couldn’t really blame you though?

HE HAS AN UNDERCUT

And his side profile <3 <3 <3

AND HIS DIMPLES PLEASE

You finally got to the huge mansion, a lot bigger than the NCT one and that speaks numbers since that house contains 23 members and counting…

The car finally came to a stop and Jeno was the first to get out of the car.

And open your door.

Oh, whAt a GenTlEmAN

Please, he was smirking too.

He was just so perfect for you----

“You know how to distract right?”

“I’m super offended by that comment and if it weren’t on the dozen pairs of eyes on us right now, including Taeyong’s car, I would’ve punched you.”

You smiled at the people right outside of the mansion and who were standing in the garden for whatever reason as your looped arms with your date, eyes glued in front of you.

“Why don’t you do it then, sweetheart?”

“Oh, fuck you.”

Though you talked through clenched teeth to maintain your smile, you did accidentally step on his toe with the sole of your shoe.

You really wish you wore those heels.

Not really.

As soon as you walked into the mansion, your communicator turned on and Jaemin’s voice came through, “your target doesn’t have much description since we just got the info however, the person he’s with has long hair, black and white suit and the most noticeable feature is that he has a nose piercing.”

STFU

RIGHT NOW

HOLD ON PAUSE

“Jaemin,” you called as softly as possible as you and Jeno walked around others, “do we know any other organizations that might be here?”

“What? Is princess scared?”

“No, Jeno, actually shut up.”

“Well, according to what we have right now and what we already knew, no other company should be here except ours, why?”

You actually didn’t know why but the feeling of your heart dropping upon hearing the physical description was the worst and you hoped that your hunch was wrong.

“Nothing, it’s fine.” You dismissed, biting your lip.

You were suddenly pulled towards the dancefloor when a slow song was playing and spun around. You laughed softly at the gesture as your arms warped around Jeno’s neck, his own around your waist.

You don’t know if it’s because you were so caught up in the thoughts you were having that you weren’t screaming at him to get his hands off your waist cause you know, PDA but you didn’t really seem to care.

I mean, you did, you just haven’t processed what was happening.

Speaking of happening, you looked around you and you gotta admit, however organized this gala had taste. The room was white, gold and royal blue. The chandeliers glittered the entire first floor and even if you haven’t been on the second floor, you could tell it was really beautiful.

“What’s up?”

WHERE YOU HAPPY HE ASKED? Maybe. Maybe he could take your stress away and all the feelings you have for him with it.

IT’S A JOKE.

Avoiding his eyes, you sighed and turned to the side.

“I don’t know.”

“It can’t be nothing if something is bothering you.”

I mean, he isn’t wrong.

Wise words from a wise man---

What?

“It’s the description that’s bothering me,” you confused as he spun you around another time, “I don’t know, I could be overanalyzing but-”

“Jeno.”

Jaemin’s voice cuts through once again. “You’re needed on the second floor, boss’s orders.”

OOP- that’s not good.

“What did you do?”

“Obviously nothing, I was with you the entire time.”

“Sadly.”

Rolling his eyes, he brought you to a nearby table and sternly said, “don’t move, I’ll be back.”

“I can fend for myself----”

DID

JUST

BOY!?w?2

He really kissed your forehead.

HOLD ON, YOU WEREN’T READY.

Seeing your flabbergasted face, he smirked and whispered, “I’ll be back sweetheart.”

AND HE WAS GONE LIKE THAT>!

Sir.

“You guys are so infuriating, oh my gosh, kiss already.”

“If you were next to me right now, I would’ve punched you, you know that?”

“And I’ll push you into Jeno if you guys keep acting this way, please, it’s been eight months.”

“Okay,” you scoffed, “and? It’s my relationship, not yours.”

“Your point? My sanity, not yours.”

Both of yours actually, if you want to get technical with it.

But yes, you’re finally admitting that you like Lee Jeno.

Everyone act shocked.

Now all you need to do is find a way to tell him with getting rejected.

Only a few months ago, you said you didn’t like him.

AGAIN, oh, how the tables have turned.

Okay and what about it? People aren’t giving you enough credit for at least catching feelings, it’s hard work okay?

“Well, this is awkward.”

FUCK

PLEASE THIS IS NOT THE TIME TO CHOKE ON SPIT

YOU BETTER NOT TURN AROUND AND SEE-

Oh shit.

You were in big trouble now.

“Actually, this is hilarious.”

Oh so you weren’t hallucinating or hearing things.

They were really here.

You called over a waiter and downed the champagne drink closest to you and smiled before putting it back on the tray, touching your earring as it sent a distress signal to Jaemin.

“(Y/n)!”

You whirled around with the fakest smile you could muster, eye focus bouncing from Jackson to BamBam.

So like yeah, you were screwed.

How screwed?

You can literally see Jaebum glaring you down from the balcony to your left with Mark on his side.

That’s four out of seven.

“Jackson, BamBam, what a horrible surprise,” you beamed before your smile falls, “this is the worst birthday gift ever; not only are you ten months late but I don’t want any of you.”

“Aah, don’t be like that.” Tsked the taller mall, his goofy smirk still on his lips. “It’s a little family reunion!”

“And who says I wanted that?” You laughed, fingers drumming on your dress as you thought of a way to slip away from them. “Anyways, it was really great seeing you guys, but I have to go.”

PLEASE IT’S THE BEST THING YOU COULD PULL OUT.

“Your brother is upstairs waiting to talk to you,” both their faces that were once joyous fell into blank ones as Jackson pointed to where your brother was leaning on the rails on the second floor. “Shouldn’t keep them waiting.”

Um so you really didn’t want to know what they would do to force you to go talk to your brother, let alone brothers if Jinyoung is here, but you REALLY didn’t want to risk it.

Why?

Because one look at your brother and you knew he was the target that carried the USB on him, long hair, black and white suit and especially the nose right.

Although it could be someone else, everything lined up really quickly. From the description to the sudden appearance of Jackson and BamBam, you wouldn’t be surprised if they went out of their way to make sure NCT wouldn't know they’d be here, let alone the organizers of the gala.

WAIT-

Do they know you were with NCT the entire time?

Forbid.

With a passive aggressive smile, you started walking towards the stairs halfway across the room.

AYO DOES NO ONE SEE THAT YOU AREN’T FOLLOWING THE PLAN?

AND WHERE’S JAEMIN?

WHERE’S JENO?

“(Y/n).”

“Listening,” you mumble a bit while covering your mouth to fake a cough, knowing damn well your brother is watching your exact move.

“Everyone is caught up on the second floor by GOT7.”

BITCH I-

“You’re literally the only one that isn’t with them so I’m pretty sure you know who the target is if you put two and two together.” A soft hum later, he continues. “If it’s possible, get the USB from Jinyoung and literally run for your life. Or if you could get a weapon because Jeno is currently unavailable.”

“Mh-hm.”

Walking up the stairs, your heart is breathing faster than usual as a tight smile fell on your lips.

This is great, your brothers took everyone hostage and you’re the only one free.

Splendid.

But you don’t think they know why you or NCT are here since the gala was also a fundraiser event so they expected them already.

Reaching the top of the stairs, you glanced down to see all the guests midnight their business and being carefree, that’s a good sign.

It means that they have no idea about the shitshow happening somewhere on this floor.

“Jaebum,” you called hesitantly, walking further down the corridor. “Listen asshole, I heard you wanted to talk to me--?!”

A MFK ARM WRAPPED AROUND YOUR WAIST AND À HAND WAS PLANTED ON YOUR MOUTH.

Hold on, getting kidnapped wasn’t a part of the plan?@>!?>

You were dragged into a room while your screams were drowned by the hand.

You really didn’t expect this to happen but oh well, desperate times call for desperate measures.

You bit his hand.

You hope this isn’t becoming a kink LMAO.

The man, who you easily recognized as Youngjae upon his scream, literally-

NO HE ACTUALLY THREW YOU INTO THE ROOM.

“Bitch.”

You rolled a few times on the cold hardwood floor and landed on the base of Jingyoung’s shoes, creased eyebrows playing on his face as he looked up at Youngjae.

“No need to be so ruff, jeez.”

“She bit me,” complained Youngjae.

“Okay and?” You asked, still laying on the floor, this time on your back, finding it quite comfortable. “You called me a bitch- only my brother can call me a bitch.”

“Bitch.”

“I was being sarcastic you imbecile,” you glared at Jaebum who just walked into the room, closing the set of double doors before him.

“Alright,” Jaebum walked into the room and twirled his gun while looking behind him, “now that everyone is here-”

“WAIT.”

The room went quiet as you looked to where your brother was looking and waved to the ten NCT members pointing their guns to the GOT7 members and some of their men. You knew they’d be fine but you looked around the room for one person.

Looking up to the younger brother of the two, you asked, “where’s Yugyeom.”

“Right here dumbass,” your smile grew wider as you turned on your stomach to face the youngest member of GOT7. “Been a while.”

“Hell yeah,” you chuckled, “no hard feelings, still love you though.”

“Figured.” He chuckled as well before standing straight, “you wanna make cookies if you come back?”

“For sure. Chocolate chip?”

“I got a new cookie brownie recipe, if you’re down to try it?”

“I might ditch NCT to make it with you before going back.”

“Alright, enough!”

Well someone’s a buzz killer, damn.

Yes, we’re going to ignore the conversation you just had with Yugyeom.

“The USB (Y/n).”

UH????

Turning back on your back, you looked up at Jinyoung, “the one?” Upon no response, you continued, “old man please, it’s been eight months, can’t believe your memory goes back that far.”

NOT CHENLE CACKLING IN THE BACKGROUND OF YOUR COM

So your brothers kept asking for the USB that you stole when you ran away because you still have and you’d bring it here with you???

At some point Taeyong got fed up with it and a screaming match broke out between Jaebum and Taeyong.

“Go Taeyong go!”

“Shut up!”

Jeno kept looking at you asking if you were okay and you just kept nodding your head, assuring him that you were fine and that the floor was rather comfortable.

I mean, that is until Jinyoung was done being patient and grabbed his gun, pointed it at your forehead and step on your stomach to stop you from moving.

It’ll be your own sometimes.

“Alright, enough,” the sound of his voice was enough to get everyone’s attention and nearly all of NCT’s jaws clenched at the sight of you at gunpoint.

“You guys have people on the sidelines, right?” He asked, “get one of them to get that fucking USB.”

“Well damn,” you laughed while untying his shoelace, waiting for his reaction, “if you’re so eager about that USB then go get it yourself.”

You really didn’t expect him to take the safety off.

AGAIN, it’ll be your own sometimes.

Some of the members of your own group--

GOT7 because technically, GOT7 is also your group cause you know, legal daughter trope or whatever so it should be GOT8 but you don’t really like it--

Some members of GOT7 were protesting at Jinyoung’s actions but you didn’t really seem to care, at least, not as much as you should at gunpoint.

“This is why Jaebum is my favorite brother,” you rolled your eyes, “I mean, my favorite is Yugyeom but for legal reasons it’s a joke cause you look hella heated enough to kill someone--- that someone will be me if you don’t move that gun off my forehead.”

HE REALLY WASN’T HAVING IT LMAO

But you kept pushing your buttons so if you die, that’s your own fault.

“You won’t kill me though.”

“I will.”

“I’m your sister.”

“And?” He asked, “you're my legal sister, I break the rules all the time, you really think I give a damn right now?”

He does have a point.

But this is getting NOWHERE.

“I’m done.” A gunshot suddenly blasts through the room as everyone ducks to take cover. You crawl away as fast as you can from dumb and dumber and seek shelter almost immediately behind the wooden tables.

You’d have to slap Jeno for shooting his gun towards the air. Dumb bitch-

AND you’re getting dragged by the ankle by Jinyoung.

AGAIN, THIS IS WHY JAEBUM IS THE FAVORITE BROTHER.

“I need a hostage.”

“You need a better life choice.” Kicking him in the shoulder which knocks him back, the own USB you were looking for falls.

And what do you do?

You take off your flats.

Throw it at him.

Run towards the flash drive and grab it.

BEFORE DIPPING SO MFK QUICK.

YOU GOT AS FAR AS YOU COULD

Until you're knocked to the group right as the trigger goes off again.

You land on the floor with arms wrapped around your waist before pulling you up and rushing out the door, hands interlocked.

“Bye Yugyeom!”

Of COURSE Jeno is your savior.

If it weren’t for him, you would’ve been shot!

After a few more minutes of running and getting back to the car to seek shelter, you both fall against the doors, sliding down while panting heavily.

Greatest escape from brother and death.

“Hey,” catching your breath, your lightly push Jeno’s shoulder, “that was so fucking dumb you dumbass.”

He pushed you back, his chest heaving as well, “hey well yeah, you did it too so cry about it dumbass.”

“No,” you leaned your back against him, your throat on fire from all the running and talking and fighting. “Don’t do that, you didn’t know what my brothers could’ve done, if they went out of their way to get me back, they wouldn’t hesitate to---”

Oh.

OH.

Damn, you weren’t expecting the kiss that soon but you’re all here for it.

I mean, it’s a kiss.

On the lips.

OOp

You melted into it and as subtle as you could, you wrapped your arms around his neck.

It was not like this that you expected your first kiss with Jeno… but are you complaining?

Of course not.

Did you regret it?

Not with him you didn’t. And to be quite frank, you enjoyed every jolt of happiness and butterflies that came with it, especially the smirk that played on his lips after pulling away.

“Who knew kisses would get you quiet.”

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Hi there! Can i ask for Hoodie, E.J, Jeff and Toby (somehow) Getting mistaken for S/O's guardian/parent while picking them up from school and finding out she's getting suspended for curb stomping someone that was talking sh*t and starting rumors about her and her friends and doesn't care and is just like "and I do it again" if thats ok?

hay :3 sure you can- just to make sure, as I said, I don't do Hoodie, bc still I didn't finish MH and I’m not that comfortable/well known with his character and don’t have a version to portray(yes, I will mention them, but wont do complete asks to the boys :3)- ALSO- I never was suspended or anything like that- so if somethings wrong, I’m sorry! also I’m sorry they kept getting shorter, because I ran out of time!

Eyeless Jack

- its extremeliy rare, that he pics them up from school - he probably never will be comepletly with his looks - but this day, he made an exception - he was calles by a teacher, probably because in his S/Os contacts, he was saved as ‘daddy’ - as they walked over to him, an angry expression on their face, he was something between annoyed and confused - a teacher was following them, clearly surprised by the mask which hid most of his face, and his hood, pulled over so his eyes couldnt be seen - ‘What happend?’ he shortly asked, his head turned to his S/O - the teacher lowkey explained, that they beated up a person, who was talking to them in a little rude way - his S/O just stared into distance, mumbling how they hated this person - ‘y/n, why did you do that? You could have ignored it. Its nothing’, he said, a little uncomfortable - ‘iTs nOtHiNg.’, they repeated sarcastically, glancing at him ‘stfu, nobody talks to my friends like that. But nooo- of course, I’m the bad one, I did something wrong- I just-’ - the teacher got between it - ‘I’m sorry, Mr. l/n, but your child was misbehaving badly! She’s suspended. If you could take her home now...? We’ll call you, when she’s allowed again to go to school. The material is already in her rucksack.’ - Jack was just pissed as fuck. He didnt know what the other kid had done, but first, he was mistaken as her father, which he definitivly didnt wanted to be- second of all, he saw a few bruises on his S/O, third of all, the fuck, why did he had to go out? They could have made it themself - the teacher had to... teach. yeah. so the teachyteachteach had to go away is the point - suddenly tears of anger started to float down their cheeks - ‘whats wrong, darling?’ - ‘Just shut up!’, they hissed, turning their back to him - yeah, bad choice how the fuck ended I up here thats probably very wrong Im so sorry- - ‘you dont even asked me what happend!’ they then continued - ‘ugh. Fine. What happend?’ - ‘They were an asshole! They insulted my friends and me. So i beated them up.’. they turned to him, a quick glance - ‘and I wouldnt mind doing it again.’ - they quickly walked over to the car(Jack didnt drive tho- probably Jane or so drove him-) - immediately he followed them, pulling them into his arms, while standing next to the car - ‘you could have told me from the start, darling~ it would have made a lot easier.’

Jeff the killer

- lil brat also had a mask, and sunglasses

- the teacher was uncomfortable

- yeah by computer just randomly decided i have to leave space Im sorry gotta correct it soon

- he was called your dad multiple times

- and he tried dad jokes

- his S/O stared him to death

- but like his brother he came back

- so he just said ‘what did my lil peep wrong? They’re an angel! Just like their mother’

- they didnt wanted to ask, who randomly turned out to be their mom

- ‘Mr. l/n they beated up a classmate!’

- ‘I always knew my sperma was strong!’

- Jeff and his S/O had to leave the school building and the teacher didnt even told him another thing then ‘get. out.’

- he mumbled some stuff, he tought would be dadlike

- ‘I knew I should have raised them too- never going to give my wife the kids again’

- congrats rat boi you just got your S/O in bigger trouble

- ‘sooo y/n what did ya do? what did they do to you? Why couldnt I beat them up?’

- so they told him.

surprisingly he just patted them, shortly smiling

- ‘great job, Yiffer (yes, I searched after nonbinary pet names and found this one. no idk what that means but it sounds funny BUT ‘the final whorecrux’ is also an option ;3) you did nothing wrong!’

- ‘Also- Yiffer(FUCK IT I KNOW IT MEANS FURRY PORN BUT I CAN SEE HIM DOING THAT), I like the idea of being called daddy’

- he looked at them with a kinky smile

- after that he got a fist in his stomach

- ‘hArDeR bAbY’

Ticci Toby

- when he got the call, he just was worried

- anything could have happend!

- so he packed his things and got to the school

- ‘ahh, Mr. l/n. Your child was misbehaving! They beated up a classmate, who did nothing! Also, they lied.’

- Toby could not believe the teacher

- his S/O was an angel, his little pumpkin. they’d never do that without a reason

- so he just glanced over to them ‘?-?’

- ‘they insulted my friends and wouldnt stop. So i made them silent. And I would do it again, if they do it again!’

- he smiles, then turnes to the teacher

- ‘I see your point, put they did nothing wrong! They just didnt know how to stop the person otherwise. Sometimes fists work better than words.’

- than he puts an arm around their waist and leads them to the car

- he’s not allowed to drive

- Masky drives

- he looks a lil tired at them

- ‘get yourself together its not that hard to ignore them.’

Toby’s just a little proud, that you even tried to be nice

- ‘uh- y/n? Why did the lady called me your father?’

- ‘... no big reason tobes. Just needed to have a father, because my mom’s on vacation, yk?’

- ‘oh... sure^^’

- please never tell him, that they saved him other ‘y/n, I’m yOur fAtHeR’

- it was a joke from months ago and he didnt think they actually would to that

And again, Im sorry that two turned out so short- but Im going to holiday today and wanted to finish, bc I wont take my computer with me-

#creepypasta #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta imagines #creepypasta eyeless jack #creepypasta jeff the killer #creepypasta ticci toby #eyeless jack #jeff the killer #ej #creepypasta x reader #s/o #s/o imagines #creepypasta x s/o #jeff the killer x reader #eyeless jack x reader #ticci toby x reader

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there's jacques ‘jaq’ daingerfield ! though on their socials they go by @thedangerousq . i heard he is originally from paris , france , but made the big move to los angeles to join TWENTIES . you haven't heard about it ? well , apparently their dream is to design his own video game , but they have no chance unless they quit being so cocky & lazy . that said , those behind the scenes have said they can be witty & charismatic too. guess we'll have to watch and find out ! ━ & laughing until you cry , a cartoon theme song paired with a hip hop beat , a juul behind your ear , vines quoted in a thick french accent . ( timothee chalamet , cis male , he/him ) ( pepper , she/her + they/them , est , twenty four )

ABOUT THE MUN. are ya in a relationship? you think i can convince someone to do that?

hello, it’s me again. i tired myself out with haisley’s so jaq’s if going to be considerably shorter. let’s go.

BIO. aaaahhhhhhhhhh shhiiittttt *begins understanding things*

jacques daingerfield was born in france to two very average parents. like his mother was a teacher and his father was a financial analyst. nothing wild or crazy going on there, and to top it off he was the middle child, and well, you can tell.

he has four siblings. he was the third kid, and well, he spent most of his childhood fighting for any kind of attention, usually by making inappropriate little jokes or you know, fart noises. yes his parents were generally exasperated with him, but that behavior made sure they paid attention to him. and honestly that was all jacques wanted.

again, jacques had a pretty average upbringing. he went to school, he was actually pretty popular among his peers despite being so annoying (definitely very unpopular amongst his teachers for generally that class clown that sat in the back and always interrupted), and he excelled academically without really trying too much. well, in every subject but english funnily enough. jaq always struggled in english, which is why it was incredibly ironic that when his parents separated they decided to move to uk with his father. jacques was ten at the time, and he still doesn’t understand the decision.

so yes, jacques was the kid in class with the weird name and weirder accent who could barely communicate with his classmates. it didn’t take long for them to stop really trying to pronounce ‘jacques’ properly. jacques became jack without much input on his part, and by the time jacques had got enough of a handle on the english language to correct them the americanized name had already stuck. even at nine jacques was smart enough to know that insisting on the correct french pronunciation of his name just kind of made him sound like a pretentious french asshole, so instead he spun it. he embraced it. started signing all of his papers and assignments with ‘jaq’ with a q like it was his brand or something. even as a child jaq will give himself credit for being clever af.

it actually worked pretty well honestly. the older jaq got the more he grew into himself, and the more comfortable he got with the english language. honestly a lot of how jaq learned english was through video games and youtube videos and cartoons, like those were some of his go to resources. spent a lot of time playing games with strangers and tested his english out with colourful trash talk. actually started his first ever youtube channel was basically that as just a way to practice his english a bit. all he did on there was play video games, and honesty he didn’t even show his face. the channel wasn’t that popular, but he had fun making it.

jaq on the other hand had gained popularity by the time he was in middle school. granted, that popularity was mostly due to the fact that he had a popular older brother and sister, was french and therefore ‘cute’ (jaq didn’t pretend to understand how girls brains worked then, and he still doesn’t now) and his family always had the newest gaming system at their household, and even then it wasn’t wild popularity. but it was enough that barely anyone teased him for his thick french accent anymore, and yk what jaq would take it. he weirdly got even more popular with the guys in his grade when they found out about his youtube channel. they found it funny, and they would generally watch his videos and come tell him about their favourite parts later, ask him about how he got past a certain level or learned a certain cheat. jaq soaked up their admiration like a sponge, right into his ego. they were the beginning of jaq getting the big head he proudly sports today.

that said for most second form jaq’s youtube channel was just a hobby. something he did for fun. like i said earlier, jaq actually did really well in school and his parents always expected him to follow in his father’s footsteps and go into something in business. after all, it would be an easy transition with both french and english under his belt. they knew he would excel.

but then he met madi. and somehow the two started doing videos together for fun, and it quickly expanded into something a lot bigger. something that jaq wouldn’t have even dreamed of doing before. suddenly the picture perfect future he had planned for himself just seemed boring in comparison to what he and madi had going on, and so jaq easily picked that instead. his parents weren’t all that happy about it, of course, after all jaq had full scholarships to some schools just waiting for him to accept and he ignored all of them in favour of making videos of him playing games online. they still don’t understand, but jaq doesn’t really need them too. he’s happy with what he’s doing and he figures he can always go into business when he’s old and boring.

he moved out of his parents house straight into an apartment with madi when things between them started getting really tough. they can’t really speak without the whole ‘we’re so disappointed in you’ conversation coming up so jaq doesn’t really speak to them unless he has to. both of his older siblings went into business like their parents wanted, and his younger siblings are on the same path. his little sister wants to be just like him though, and that warms his heart tbh.

has come to TWENTIES to have a good time! wants to break into the acting industry like dylan o’brien and maybe show his parents that a ‘real’ career can come from something like this. his parents begged him not to come on this show and embarrass them so that is definitely what he’s about to do.

HEADCANNONS. there are a lot of people who need to shut up. not me though

thinks he’s funny! sometimes he is

will answer to jacques, jaq, jaqi, or q! you can call him daingerfield if you want but not many people do

fun fact, made his instagram handle as a joke, much like awkwafina. was just supposed to a little dig about how many times he has to say ‘jack with a q’ whenever someone spells his name. but now the dangerous q is his brand, and just finds it really dumb and funny.

a bit of a kleptomaniac. will swipe something he thinks is cool mostly just to do it. has very little impulse control. loves to pull pranks and generally make trouble, but not in a way that will ever actually hurt anybody because he’s not a whole idiot. not the biggest fan of cops.

is an artist. will spray paint your walls and probably has spray painted the walls of his apartment. will doodle weird things all over napkins or receipts or whatever he can get his hands on. has drawn out little video game characters he wants to be in his future games, and actually is considering going to school for a video game programming degree just for that. the funny thing is with his grades he could probably do it. is teaching himself coding in the mean time.

the type of person to start drumming on the counter or desk with his hands or like pencils or pens when he’s bored. will make up fun little raps on the spot.

incredibly intelligent but doesn’t like to talk about it. would much rather act dumb than act like he has any braincells. he doesn’t want to give anyone expectations.

all the youtube success has definitely gone to his head in the way that?? he just thinks they’re untouchable like he cannot compute the concept of their channel failing or their future endeavors failing. definitely thinks that TWENTIES will lead to much bigger things for them. will walk into his future acting auditions like he’s the shit.

an introvert with extrovert tendencies. needs to be by himself to chill out and recharge but can like work a room honestly. can make friends pretty much everywhere he goes. a bit of a charmer when he wants to be.

a smoker unfortunately. also a bit of a stoner. definitely has a juul on him at all times, like i said he tends to keep it behind his ear and then be like ???? where’s my juul.

needs glasses but refuses to wear them. is very stubborn about it tbh. does not want to get contacts because he hates the idea of putting something into his eye. so you can catch him squinting sometimes like a fool.

one of the first things he treated himself to with his first big youtube check like outside of rent was a tattoo! it’s on his ribs and it’s just a drawing he did himself but he loves it and it was the start of an addiction. he has about five. also has a few helix and orbital piercings on his left ear.

another muse of mine with a tiktok, but jaq just uses his to make music for the most part. will turn the mickey mouse club house theme song into bars! (if you’ve seen that tiktok,,,, ily)

a big nerd. reads comic books. watches anime. will get very reasonably upset about the avatar the last airbender movie whenever it’s brought up.

can cook really well, but whenever he does it it’s pure chaos. like julian/brad leone in the kitchen for sure. but the food comes out tasting really good, so???

is jewish af. knows a bit of hebrew and a bit of yiddish because of his grandparents mostly. is kind of ??? a lot more lenient with things now that he’s not around his parents as often i’m ngl.

brings his ds everywhere and you can literally catch him on the bus vaping and playing animal crossing because he hasn’t bothered to get a american license yet

is always willing to take a picture with a subscribers and they’re always the weirdest thing. there are pictures of subscribers like pretending to stab him in the eye. prom pose pictures with subscribers. the weirder the better tbh

has gone to vidcon a few years in a row, always has the wildest time. there is video footage of him waking up in some strangers bathtub with a feather boa around his neck. it’s probably on instagram.

is also bi af.

WANTED CONNECTIONS. very proud to announce that i am officially a lost cause!

BEST FRIENDS.

A BROMANCE.

FWB/EWB.

EXES.

FANS OF HIS YOUTUBE VIDEOS.

and here’s his wanted tag, i forgot to do the same for haisley so here is her wanted tag.

and many more, y’all this took so long and i’m so tired but like this and i will slide into your dms for plots!

#twenties:intro #i have completely exhausted myself omg #rip #( intro. )#any typos in this can stay idec anymore

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