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pandoratheprocrasticreator · 1 year

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ngl the owl house has a habit of setting things up and never mentioning it again. it doesnt affect the story quality and you don’t even notice it unless you have brainrot about the show and overthink every bit of it like i do. the major plot points are all very well done and obviously they do a lot of foreshadowing and the whole setup and payoff for that. like luz eda and king’s arcs? immaculate. the belos/day of unity thing? yeah.

and it’s not even stuff they were obviously going to cover in a full season 3 but had to cut. like everyone talks about how the bat queen disappeared after hunting palismen and i know thats bc they didnt have enough episodes to cover that. and something like the blight parents divorce probably would have had more buildup but they had to truncate it. and while i think there were better ways to cut it, i understand why they wrote it like that. same thing with the collector he was obviously supposed to have all of season 3 to be fleshed out. and the titan trappers. gus’s relationship with his dad was probably going to get explored more. and while i think they could have given willow more screentime in s2, she would have had more development in s3 too. like we can all tell where they had to cut out major subplots and i dont think its right to blame the writers for not following up on those. and if they shortened a subplot badly, it should be criticized on the basis of there being better ways to shorten it, not on the basis of it being bad they shortened it at all.

but with that out of the way the show loves to introduce a cool plotline and like. literally NEVER mention it again? even if it would be interesting to explore in the show or come in handy in a future plotpoint they just. pretend they didn’t introduce that point at all? and don’t say “oh they might have expanded on it if the show didnt get shortened” im talking about stuff in s1 and s2a. the crew found out the show was being cancelled while producing s2b. (probably around the production of any sport in a storm? in the storyboards they included a picture of the construction coven head on darius’s scroll which makes me think they thought they could do more episodes since they were teasing something with a new character. also the azura subplot that episode REALLY feels like something they’d write if they thought they had more episodes to tie up the actual plot.) but yeah if the writers didn’t address some of the stuff they brought up in a season and a half i. really dont think they’re keeping track of those plot points now.

anyway the more i think about it the more BAFFLED i am? bc some of those plot points would have been hella more interesting to do an episode on than like. the bodyswap episode. a really small thing is eda’s potion business. aside from selling human garbage eda does have a side job. we see her and lilith making potions in s2 so they obviously can still maintain the potion business even if they can’t make some complicated potions anymore bc they dont have magic. eda does say she’ll sell edric’s potions in reaching out but when they were having financial troubles in separate tides no one mentions it? its one thing to say “eda's potion business is dead bc ppl keep ripping her off/bc she can’t make complicated potions” but they just. never mention it? and lilith’s scrying potion was just a way to show belos is building a portal. (they never even show the cauldron again so i dont think it was ever plot relevant) if they just needed her to get potion ingredients they could have just had her do that while trying to salvage eda’s business.

and also. the blight twins had the highest scores ever for the entrance exams? we see them being good at magic other times and they did touch on how amity feels inadequate because she isn’t naturally gifted at magic. idk i think there were themes of it but amity feeling overshadowed by her siblings and overworking herself to compensate wasn’t. too well explored imo. the resentment was definitely there. this one isn’t something that they necessarily never explored. i just think they should have explored it more. all siblings in toh parallel with the wittebanes and all.

something else they kind of forgot after like two episodes is how hunter was supposed to be spying on luz. in young blood old souls belos says he’ll “keep an eye on [the owl family]” and nods at hunter. and the look the pirate guy gives hunter in separate tides after he hires luz implies he purposely did that so hunter can spy on her. but then he...tells luz to kill the selkiedomus and never seeks her out again? what was the goal there? did he just not want to kill the selkiedomus so he decided to blow his cover for it? belos probably told him to kill it for the scales to make a new grimwalker but. hunter didn’t get any scales? what, was belos going to send someone to get the scales after hunter left??? and why did hunter never go back to spy on the owl family again? it really feels like they wanted to set that up at the end of s1 but when they were writing s2 they got bored with the idea so they pretended it never happened after separate tides.

my biggest example is how lilith was amity’s mentor of course. like. amity liked and respected her! she’s upset that lilith would trick her into cheating which further shows how amity expected lilith to be better than that! and amity being lilith’s “star student” implies lilith has other students. so does lilith have like. a gaggle of kids learning from her? is that why she’s friends with steve? lilith’s habit of mentoring a bunch of students never comes up again. like literally just replace flora desplora with someone she mentored who’s in the coven now it would make the same amount of sense and also have continuity.

and i see a lot of ppl toying with the idea that lilith was a parental figure/mentor to hunter when he was a kid but later grew to hate him because of coven politics and. yeah lilith can do a similar teleport dash to hunter he had to learn that from someone. and even if lilith never mentored hunter he was still a scout before becoming the golden guard so he probably worked for all the coven heads including her. and they probably worked together after he became the golden guard too. lilith definitely had some kind of history with hunter given her reaction to him in separate tides but when luz mentions lilith in hunting palismen hunter just. doesnt say anything? they never expand on that relationship again?

and maybe they just ran out of episodes to touch on lilith and hunter but that doesn’t explain why they never touched on lilith and amity after like 30 episodes. after covention they never interact again unless you count the 2 second shot where amity glares at lilith’s poster. even after lilith betrays the emperor and almost gets petrified amity never even asks luz about her. if they’d expanded on lilith’s relationship with amity and hunter at all eclipse lake would have been even more meaningful. lilith’s coven indoctrination probably contributed to the “you have to earn the right to exist” mentality both of them had. but by that point she’s recovered from that mindset. but the kids she mentored are still trapped in it.

some of the concepts they introduced in s2a also feel like this. like the ideas seem like it would be cool if they explored it. but it also doesn’t feel important enough to tangibly affect the plot so you suspect they might just not bring it up again. i already mentioned lilith’s scrying potion but there’s also how kikimora realized hunter was the one that attacked her in hunting palismen. (and just her subplot about political intrigue in the coven altogether) and gus and the looking glass graveyard. and hunter warning the blight parents about building a private army.

anyway none of this like. detracts from the quality of the show in any way. i guess these are just details from the show i noticed and wishe they could have explored? i know they probably did like a million drafts of the story but i think they could have tightened the story even more if they looked at it even more times. but yeah idk what the purpose of this is im just laying out all the stuff i wish they expanded on. im looking at this as like. a fanfic prompt. or notes for the owl house rewrite i wanna do after the show finishes, an alternate show made in a universe where michael mouse isn’t such a bitch

#toh #the owl house #shut up pandora #toh meta #maybe??? idk what to call it #toh prompts #kind of???#idk im not tagging all the characters and episodes #oh and #fuck disney #always #just because the writers are a little loose with their storylines doesnt mean you get to make the problem worse by cancelling the show

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katkafe · 1 year

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HELLO, IVE JUST FINISHED WATCHING WEDNESDAY

because i am the biggest dumbest nerd when it comes to the addams family: ive made a crappy list of why wednesday is everything i hoped for and more and why it is absolutely fucking perfect. spoilers.

im not entirely sure on how to start slow with this one so im getting right fucking into it. enjoy reading the disaster of my thoughts on this masterpiece:

AMAZING CASTING. jenna is incredible as wednesday, catherine and luiz are the perfect morticia and gomez, i adored seeing christina ricci KICKING ASS. gwendoline christie was amazing as weems, fred armisen as fester???? lost my shit he was so perfect. i don’t think there was a single cast member i wasn’t amazed with.

no genuinely i loved all of the nevermore students

fell in love w enid so fast omg i was rooting for her so hard her arc was so awesome (her and ajax are so cute too)

rip rowan you would’ve loved wenclair

THING!!!: its not the addams family without thing, and its especially not the addams family if thing isn’t being a little shit stirrer the whole time. perfect beautiful i love him A++

THE WEDNESDAY/PUGSLEY DYNAMIC WAS SO ON POINT they literally have the actual best sibling dynamic

i now know that you have not lived until you’ve seen wednesday addams stuck in a love triangle. she is not a character that you would expect to have a romantic interest but now in my mind she’s just beautifully a-spec and probably demiromantic. yes obviously i love xavier.

don’t get mad at me but i don’t ship her w enid that much?? at least not romantically but hey i would not complain if we had a polycule or qpr!!!

also it was genuinely so cute to see wednesday making friends like. why was i sobbing so much when she hugged enid. holy fuck.

THE DANCE SCENE. SHES AN ICON SHES A LEGEND AND SHE IS THE MOMENT

i am referring to both her actual dancing and ofc “they couldn’t even spring for real pigs blood. its only paint.” so real.

cant even stop myself from mentioning that jenna ortega looks very hot covered in blood which happens a lot in this series. like almost every episode. jesus fucking christ i am so in love with her.

i am a huge edgar allen poe nerd so i fucking adored every little reference to his works. also the idea that he was an outcast is so real to me.

speaking of outcasts: ngl definitely could’ve come up with a better name, “outcasts” just made it sound weirdly like some awkward teen high school drama but you get used to it

wednesday’s visions were so cool??? i loved the whole goody addams thing their interactions were really cool and god i just was not expecting that at all.

ok tbh it was really weird that her name was goody, since “goody” is the puritan equivalent of “mrs.” (its short for goodwife) so idk why they did that but ok i’m still here for it

honestly in general they do a really good job of keeping you guessing. i was suspicious about almost every single character throughout the whole series.

in retrospect i should’ve known tyler was gonna be an asshole from the start cause. i mean. his name is tyler. no offense to my tylers, but be real when have you ever seen a tv show character named tyler that wasn’t a douche. i’ll wait.

i’ve typed tyler too many times and it no longer looks like a real name

episodes are nice and long but i obviously wish the series was longer, but it was super bingable and i’m probably gonna rewatch it 3 million times until the next season inevitably comes out.

not to be dorky but i loved how every episode title was a pun w the word “woe”

i have really horrible media literacy in the sense that i overthink EVERYTHING so to me like almost everything in that was beautifully executed symbolism and maybe it was but when i say i lost my shit when i noticed wednesday stand on enid’s side of the room and fsr thats the only example i can think of rn BUT STILL

overall 5 stars 10/10 show i cant wait for more i love the plot i love the characters i love the cast i will be recommending it to everyone ik and more

#wednesday #wednesday netflix #wednesday addams #jenna ortega #the addams family

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zeldasnotes · 2 years

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hii !!

so this is my review for the birth chart reading: first of all, thank you very much !! you sent it in less than a week so i'm very thankful. hehe. ALSO, i woud like to say your explanation abt me and my father's relationship were true. there's some distance there before, but i'm trying to be closer to him now and i think it's going well !! i also have a tendency to view myself as the victim, but i'm consciously trying to do something about this cause it doesn't have any positive effect on me and also to other people ://

i was also pleasantly surprised about the mentioning of me becoming known for my work in another country??? it's so weird bc i never saw myself working abroad before, but lately, i have been thinking of actually working abroad (hopefully, in the entertainment field) and am feeling really excited and positive about it.

your explanation for my mercury placement also fits !! I OVERTHINK A LOOOT, i swear it's gonna be the death of me 😭 i also think i'm smart with interpersonal relationships however i am someone frank so i say things as they are even if that's not what other people want to hear hehe

despite being a 7th house stellium, i don't see myself as someone who prefers to be in a relationship bc honestly i've never been in one yet 😩 HOWEVER, i think abt having a partner a lot. lol. i'm also big on having my alone time, it that gets compromised it could actually lead to a fight. lots of people also tell me i'm friendly and kind but i honestly don't see it????

MY MARS PLACEMENT EXPLANATION WAS ALSO ON POINT. i have a huuuge attraction to people who are bold and confident (however, i lile them better when they also have this aura of being cold/snob haha) and i actually don't know how to flirt so i guess my sun placement really downplayed it a lot HAHAHA. and omg, i get and lose interest in people really fast 😭

i've also noticed that even if i just stay quiet or in the side, i always get noticed. sometimes, i really don't like it bcs i feel like other people see me as someone who's hungry for attention even if i really try to swerve away from it !! sometimes it gives me an ego boost bcs of how interested ppl are with me. i also noticed i have this "sunny" look but i don't really like my bone structure (idk maybe these are my insecurities talking). ://

as for my midheaven, some people say i have good style but unless i become stable in life, that's when i can only afford the kind of fashion style i want <33 I ALSO AM SOMEONE WHO NEEDS SECURITY IN MY LIFE!! i swear i'm so used to entering situation with plans b-z backed up. lol. i'd also like to believe i am hard-working, it can get too much that i become too much of a workaholic 😭

also for my jupiter and saturn explanation, i actually feel like i did face lots of struggles in school. it's like for every good thing i experience, a bad thing should happen next???

okay my uranus explanation definitely called me out 😭 my mom actually once told me my type and the people i end up crushing on are totally different.

my neptune placement also makes it really hard for me to stick to a routine. i hate sticking to one actually. but i'm trying to change that now but yeah, it's still hard :// I ALSO HAVE DIFFICULTY STAYING ORGANIZED so i have to double my efforts on this one 😩✊

my mom also has a really big effect on me, mostly for positive reasons !! i mean we had our fights, HUGE ones, but thankfully my mom's always open to changing for the better. i also am, if i'm the one at fault.

dang. my chiron explanation is also true. i'm hugely insecure about my creativity and art 🥲 YET it's not as bad as it was before but i still have my moments !!

as for the asteroids used, i find it so werid and funny that most of my placements suggest i'm a highly sexual person but i honestly have a hard time being intimate with other people :// it's like i freeze on the spot and don't know what to do?? HAHAHA.

anyway, that's all. thank you for the reading again 🥰

Thank you so so much for taking your time to give me this review I really appreciate it!!🥰❤️

#birth chart readings

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sebastiankeepsbustingmyballs · 2 years

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I see that the match ups are open. This is my first match up aghhhh. Before that, I hope u are having an amazing day! If not, I wish everything will get better. I do enjoy ur blogs!<33 mwaah.

So let me start: Hello! My name is Natalia. I am 19, soon to be 20 ( I’m getting old, oh no ) and I’m a law student. She/her. I’m a demisexual. I’m attracted to men ( sadly ) ( jk, or am I? ) ( I have trauma with men, I do cope by hating on them ) ( I’m also a feminist ).

I’m romanian but I also have a bit of russian blood in me. The russian genes can be noticed in my face shape, I have a small-ish face, with big enough lips and a small-ish nose. The only thing that is missing are the blue eyes, I have brown eyes instead, sometimes they tend to be hazel. My eyebrows are “ rich “ enough ( I always have to take care of my eyebrows because I do not like the mono-eyebrow on me ) let’s just say I’m a very hairy person but I do love my body hair even when I shave it haha. I’m very pale and kinda short ( not too short tho ). I’m not “ skinny “ but not “ chubby” either. But that doesn’t matter, I’m happy as long as I’m healthy. I do consider my body very feminine, I’m not afraid to show it haha ( and every type of body is beautiful and feminine in my opinion, it’s all about confidence ). My hair is VERY but VERY VERY long, it’s a dirty blonde. I have a very flat and small beauty mark on my nose.

My mbti is enfp.I love academic validation, I love to spend my time with a good book. I am in love with Dostoesvki, Gogol, Jane Austen, Arthur Conan Doyle and Oscar Wilde. Let’s just say simple books don’t satisfy me enough so I always go for a challenge. I love to give a good challenge to my intelect. I tend to get bored of things that don’t give a plus to my intelect. Intelect is the most important thing to me ( I’m not an elitist, don’t worry, I’m just fixated on my mind ). I also tend to overthink a lot.

About the way I dress, depends on the season. When it’s hot, I go for cottagecore, I love a good-aesthetic and elegant white dress and I do ADORE to look like a fairy ( ahh white eyeliner is just my cup of tea ). When it’s cold tho, I’m either dressed like a vampire ( ironic, I’m romanian ) or dark academia. But my personal fav is cottagecore.

When it comes to my romantic partener. I guess I need a curious mind like mine, someone that can make me laugh, lift my mood when I’m sad. Someone that would literally protect me from other men, even when it comes to a cat call ( as he should ). I do love a guy that is gentle with me, with my heart. I love to know that I’m adored and I do love to get gifts ( material gooorl ). I want something REAL. Not just something to impress me and wake up one day with an a*shole. I’m not jealous at all and I would never verify what my bf is doing, that’s his business. If he ever cheats on me, it’s gonna be faster to end things if I do not verify anything, I will just pretend he never existed. I’m very independent by nature, my parents are divorced and all my life I admired my mother, working and raising me and my sister alone. I think I do have the bad habit to run sometimes from the realtionship just because I feel like my freedom is taken from me and I love independence, let’s just say I need someone that is as independent as me.

That’s it, haha idk what else to say. Once again I wish u an amazing day!❤️

Thank you! I kinda got emotional with all of your kinda words. Thank you again.

William T. Spears!

I think that this is the type of relationship that will have a pretty rocky start but will lead to something really good. There may be troubles at the beginning with William’s severe lack of showing/expressing emotion but in time, he’ll definitely be more open. I can see him gaining interest in you because of your love of reading as he too appreciates that. You too would most likely start off the relationship with recommending books. I can also see that he’d like to challenge you academically so you found the right guy for that.

I think he’d find your appearance rather charming and would especially like your interest in cottagecore fashion. Due to him being in the Victorian Era, it would be very new to him if you were to introduce feminism and he may be a bit reluctant at first (only because what he’s used to) but he’ll warm up to it and even value your beliefs as his own soon enough. He’s pretty independent too but may have some moments where he wants to make sure you’re safe. He’ll trust you completely and protect you if you ever need it. Don’t worry about him being unfaithful because when he’s in love, he will only see you as the most important but because of how important he may view you, it may be a bit pressuring to stay in the relationship but just let him know and he’ll understand. In the end he wants what’s best for you and always let you know that you’re safe and can choose what you want.

Other matches are Othello and Ronald Knox.

#william t spears #othello black butler #ronald knox #black butler matchup #black butler #kuroshitsuji

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sizhui · 1 year

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hello angie :DD i am currently reading through your character study again! its very comprehensive so i hope to be able to get as much as I can out of it. also hehe ive noticed a pattern in what sorts of things you seem to enjoy writing about, from what ive read it seems wen kexing n ah xu (idk his name sorry) remind me somewhat of the mother n father from when she calls them down to dinner or perhaps wilfred (fogot) n his husband... but theres not so much erm downer here? anyways i like those things so im glad u can write about things so viscerally !! also i thoroughly enjoyed how u use settings, ghosts n hauntings to explore wen kexing's character. im not sure how much of these images are present in canon but from what i know of cn novels i wouldnt expect it to be too far from canon!

ill put the rest of my response under the cut !

it was very romantic i felt :) particularly the bits about like. letting go and becoming human, becoming properly tangible with ah xu. sort of accepting the incomprehensibility of their becoming if it makes sense? it was so very romantic to me.i particularly enjoyed the bit about gallows and ghosthood and houses? idk it was just so romantic it brought me to tears!! like it is about love!

i dont really know what the ghost or valley is but i enjoyed that u developed it overtime. also i enjoye dhow the story transitions, from wen kexing alone physically n w his thoughts to the ah xu entering his life, filling his memories n changing him. its good for the tone.

like i got the vibes that wen kexing is a ghostly gloomy man. he seems sorta cynical and forsaken but desiring deeply to be whole i think. the heaviness of his burden was conveyed well. from the visceral n shocking scene of eating his fathers corpse a complete inversion of natural order i guess and love . he feels very trapped, always struggling but not quite able to get there alone. i also found ig a struggle within him to just die lol or Not.

particularly i feel wen kexing's decision to cut down the forest in his heart, his perception of himself as a dying tree, among one of the ghosts (being haunted n himself haunting) rlly emphasise that he is stuck and this death looms ever forward

ALSO AAAAH PHYSICIALITY!!! i liked that how its used.. being able to be touched by others to confirm you are a living thing or believe you are but now

anuyways sorry this was long n rambly n nothing but really!! it felt like such a nice love story somehow!!

thumbs up i liked it !! :D r u watching anything next

HELLO DEAR LAB!!Thank you SO MUCH for such a long and thorough and beautiful analysis of my story, i let out a funny sound of joy like 10 times while reading it!!!!! Your perception of the story is pretty much exactly what I was trying to convey with it - i feel a little proud of both of us, and blessed to have a reader as wonderful as you!

In the novel there is a fraction of people called "ghosts" who live in that valley cast away from society, but it's never really explored what that status MEANS for them so this was my take on it - in a way it's canon compliant, but most of the ideas came from my crazy overthinking hehe, I'm really happy you enjoyed! I'm very happy you perceived this story as deeply romantic, because that was the goal - writing about painful things like suicidal ideation, haunting and eating your father's corpse (he does actually do that in the novel OUCH) and having it still be a love story... There is definitely a lot of struggle to Just Die in Wen Kexing. Like Ah Xu explicitly wants to die in the novel and everyone always talks about that, but i also perceived the same in Wen Kexing and felt that that was one of the reasons they were able to connect and wanted to write about it. I'm happy you were able to get such a good grip on his character from my writing alone! I also usually avoid writing about physicality so I'm glad it fit in well here and served the story well !

Please don't apologize for this being long because that made me very happy, and it's definitely not rambly and nothing, it's everything to me! Thank you, dear Lab, for reading my work with such care ♥️♥️♥️♥️

P. S. IT ALSO MADE ME HAPPY THAT U CONNECTED IT TO BSCTTD . EVERYTHING ALWAYS COMES BACK TO IT.

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yandere-sins · 2 years

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tbh as a transman like i don't mind reader inserts having certain genitalia? like as long as its disclosed somewhere bc reading it without some kind of tag can be a lil jarring. but like i prefer male readers but i understand a lot of people don't or they aren't male and feel weird imagining themselves as masculine. also sometimes its kinda nice because it lets me imagine that the character i love can see my body, a body that im ashamed of and i dislike and still love and desire me.

and now heres a list of terms transmen use for their downstairs thats less "gendered". even though i don't mind the having a vagina part seeing words like "clit" kinda does make me feel dysphoric.

- slit

- hole

- nub (for clit)

- button (also for clit)

- lower mouth

- i cannot properly explain to you why but cunt

- if you're writing trans male readers boycunt or boy pussy also works

- again for trans male readers specifically using words like cocklet, t-dick (even if your reader isnt on testosterone it feels validating), cock

- bonus hole

just a note I've noticed some trans guys are comfortable with words like womb and cervix? so don't cross that out of your vocabulary completely. idk if this is even helpful but i want reader inserts to be more accessible to people or even just more people to write trans male reader inserts!

if you or any of your followers have more questions ill get off anon and answer them in the lil messenger too

Thanks for reaching out with so much information and insight!

I have written for trans!characters/oc before and my commissioners were very clear and open about what they like and want, so I actually knew about a lot of those words already :D There are definitely options, and some are actually really cute imo, but to write completely genderneutral (which was the original issue) so that no one is left out, there are a lot of cuts to make regardless if some people are okay with varieties or the like. Everyone is okay with different things, and while that's completely valid, it just doesn't make it easier to serve everyone (':

It would help a lot if requesters could just add what kind of downstairs area they want/are comfortable with, because if there's no indication, I'll, of course, steer towards what is most comfortable for me. But as I always say, you can't tell people what to do anyway, so I don't bother advertising it much, but it would be good teamwork if requests were more specific. Some of your suggestions are very common I'd say, but like "lower mouth" I know is something people frown upon a bit so while it's good for you, it might not be for others and then those get offended again. That's how it always was and always will be. I am a huge overthinker and I research this topic every time I write smut, and most information sites agree there are some words that just ruin the mood and that just spikes my anxiety in return. Of course I can't please everyone but well, I try.

But thanks for your kind offer and ask! You stay awesome and I am sure there will always be some content that will suit one individual or another ^^

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chillychive · 10 months

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Thanks for the tag @noworneverphantom !

Are you named after anyone?

My legal name, nope. I was a double rainbow baby and came after 2 deaths in the family so my parents wanted something totally new for me. My chosen (soon to be legal!!!:D) name, is accidentally sort of after a character I love and relate to a lot. I was reading and someone called out the main character, by last name, and I suddenly had this “yea! I’m here!” Moment and I was like wait why did I respond to that-HOLY SHIT I FOUND MY NAME. It’s a funny origin story for sure. My middle name is up for debate still, but if I don’t keep my birth one, I’m going to change it to follow a family naming scheme that I think is hilarious and a good way to subtly follow family tradition.

When was the last time you cried?

Several weeks ago. Honestly, I wish I cried more. It’s very hard for me to cry. I saw the milky way for the first time and just started sobbing. I cried for nearly an hour, just kneeling and staring up at the sky. That may have been the first time i understood that tears aren’t always sad.

Do you have kids?

Nope. I’m too young and despite adoring small little children a lot, I’m not sure I’d ever want kids of my own. I’d be too scared to mess them up. I feel like I could be quite the good parent too, but I couldn’t deal with the stress. Maybe adopting, tho. I’m sure as hell not giving birth. Ever.

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

I used to be really sarcastic, but I’ve stopped using it as much now. I’m trying to use more positive language and open myself up more to people, and stopping being sarcastic except when I’m parroting back to my friends to show them how insane whatever they’re doing is (I have a bunch of workaholics that somehow adopted me that I often need to stop before they work themselves to death) has helped me a lot to do that.

What sports do/have you played?

Hm. Currently nothing, but I’ve done a lot of odd sports. Probably my most normal is volleyball, which I got pretty good at but I struggled with the people part of team sports and got bored. Before that, I did competitive archery (I wasn’t great, I didn’t practice a lot but I got my 250 pin at my last comp before my coach retired), and swim team (my first summer I was amazing at it, my most recent I sucked so bad but at least I can say with confidence that I have a very strong back stroke).

What’s the first thing you notice about people?

Their demeanor. I study people a lot (I’m very much the quiet kid who watches everything), and how they carry themselves and how they interact with others is usually the first thing I notice. Their general vibe.

What’s your eye color?

Good question. When I was little they were bright blue and they’ve gotten a bit darker as I’ve grown but still very blue. As I grew up tho, this yellow-green color spread from the inside (no, not jaundice I checked) and now they can look blue, grey or green depending on lighting. I wear glasses, sadly, so I can’t show off how weird my eyes are, but they are very weird, and kinda pretty.

Scary movies or happy ending?

I avoid scary movies at all costs. Me & my ocd brain cannot handle that. I have a very low tolerance for fear. Happy endings are kinda lame and I love screwing over the main characters at the end, but if I had to pick one or the other, happy endings by a long shot.

Any special talents?

I have random knowledge on many odd things, thanks to being a compulsive researcher and internet access. I have a double jointed toe, and jaw (idk either tbh). I can overthink my way into any situation. I can recognize any plant native to my area (edible plants phase when I was 11). I have abt 50% of needed knowledge on most topics. I know most basic codes and often will geek out and learn more. I’m not 100% accurate but I’ll definitely recognize and mostly understand how to solve most basic ciphers. Im also very good at crafts, especially yarn. I am uniquely talented at unraveling balls of tangled yarn.

Where were you born?

In a laboratory where they bred sentient capybaras. Interpret that how u wish. (/nsrs)

What are your hobbies?

Taking on too big projects, writing, drawing, painting, digital art, harassing my friends, singing, piano, rpg, Minecraft, basket making, there’s probably more but I can’t think.

Do you have any pets?

Not unless you count my sibling.

How tall are you?

5’11” im tall lol

Favorite subject in school?

Dang these questions keep getting harder. First you want to know about the lab I was made in, now my favorite school subject?! Probably government, or choir. Choir is my safe space, def my favorite place in school, and the teacher is amazing. Government is fascinating and has a great teacher. In theory, English, but in practice the class is either boring or stressful (basically me going from “ha this is beneath me I’m rlly good at writing” to “oh fuck they actually expect me to *write* things”), so I’m not a huge fan.

Dream Job?

I wouldn’t mind a painfully repetitive job as long as they don’t mind me listening to music/a podcast while I work. But I suppose that’s not a dream job. Perhaps a writer for a sci-fi show. Maybe even Star Trek or Star Wars. It would be fun to have something long running to play with. That would be a good use of my wide skill range and love of space and creating worlds. Or getting to create and mold my own show in that sort of realm to make something truly new (aka sci-Fi as I see it, which seems to disagree with a lot of current creators or sci-fi stories) and getting to watch it unfold would be so beautiful. Watching the worlds I’ve sculpted on spreadsheets and very complicated Google slides explode onto the screen, with all of their mess and people and joy and weird little critters and imaginative ways to make it more realistic would be the most amazing thing. I’d have a hard time not picking up the actors and just going “MY BABY, I MADE YOU!”

On that very weird note, I’m going to tag some people and go to bed. @sadmushroomgoblin @doublemegative @wantmeifyouwantme @dragons-in-spaceee @twincityhacker

(Sry for the double tag, Ik @noworneverphantom already tagged a lotta y’all)

#ask game

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servin-up-surveys · 1 year

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survey #147

Have you ever drawn or painted a self-portrait? Painted, yes, but only because it was an art class assignment.

Do you know anyone in a relationship with someone who’s old enough to be their parent? It's possible, idk.

Do you know any narcissists? I sure do.

When was the last time you spoke to someone in a different language? I read a quote on the screen while watching Dark (it's German) with Girt because he wanted to know how it was properly read. I tend to fuck up on pronunciation a lot myself because I overthink it and for some weird reason I've never figured out am also just very awkward about speaking a language not everyone here understands, but I did pretty damn good that time, lol.

When was the last time you took a picture with your pet(s)? With a pet, it's been a hot minute. I just don't like taking photos featuring myself.

Which shade of foundation do you usually buy? I don't wear foundation, even in the extremely rare occasion I put any sort of makeup on.

Have you ever dreamt of someone you barely know? Yes actually, those are so weird.

What would you consider your defining feature? Well, I'm pretty sure people are gonna notice my weight first.

You kiss: boys or girls? Boys and girls and everything inbetween.

What you wish your living situation was: Girt and I in our own place with the pets.

One color you’d never paint your walls: A bright yellow, for one.

A (normal, not manure etc.) scent you don’t like: Gasoline, tar, freshly cut grass.

One kind of alcohol you won’t drink: I will never, ever, ever put beer in my mouth because of my dad.

An actor you think has no business acting? I don't know shit about acting, don't ask me.

A food you won’t eat: Beans is one that people tend to not get at all, like I can't chew or swallow them.

An animal that scares you: Centipedes, especially big ones. They're very cool visually, but way too fast and their bites are legendary.

What’s the stinkiest pet you’ve ever had? Well Teddy and his diaper towards the end of his life, when he had UTIs non-stop. Have you also smelled a cat's litterbox? Especially when it's in your BEDROOM? God help Roman's shits sometimes.

Have you ever seen one of your friends get arrested? No, that'd be upsetting.

Do you put sprinkles on anything? No, I hate sprinkles.

How do you like your steak? Medium well.

Long hair on guys: yes or no? YES I fucking LOVE long hair on guys

Bring anyone dead back to life, who would it be? Steve Irwin.

How many siblings does your mom have? Three.

Have you ever met a mainstream band? I've never met a band, period.

Would you ever meet someone you met online? I've done it before and there are some more I would meet, even want to meet.

Is your last name extremely common? I mean, I don't think extremely common, but it's certainly not rare.

Would you feel funny if you kissed somebody of the same sex? No, it didn't even feel funny the first time I did it after living the vast majority of my life thinking I was straight.

What’s something you can cook or bake like a pro? lol nothing

Would you rather donate time, blood, or money? Probably time.

What’s a pretty bird? All owls. Such beautiful, majestic animals.

Besides sleeping, what do you do in bed? I used to do literally everything in bed for years, I lived in it and it caused the muscle atrophy in my legs, but thank GOD I finally stay out of it as much as I can. Now I really just sometimes read or do ✨couple things✨ in it.

Is the last person you called attractive? I think my mom's very pretty, but I'm definitely not attracted to her, that'd be problematic.

What does your name mean? "Of Britain." So boring, lol.

Do you know how many people your best friend has had sex with? Yes.

Is the last person you kissed mad at you? No.

Do you believe teenagers can be in love and stay in love? Absolutely.

If you have a Facebook, when was the last time you changed your profile picture? It's been quite a while.

Are you a stoner? No.

What is the last gift you received and from who? Haha Girt ordered it back in like, October, but within the past week it got here: a Mira plush that Konami released that I casually shared on Facebook just because it was super cute and Girt decided to buy it immediately, lol. She's an adorable shiba inu with a headset that originates from a joke ending in Silent Hill 2 where she's behind all of it at a big desk with tons of buttons and levers, and it became a trend in the game after that.

What is your state’s minimum wage? $7.25/h, proven unlivable <3

Is there anyone that you’re mad at right now? No.

Do you feel like different alcohols have different effects on you? Not that I've noticed.

Did you change anything on your Facebook page today? No, I seldom do.

How many significant others have you had in your WHOLE life? Only three that were even remotely significant.

Have you ever purchased condoms? I didn't.

Let’s say you had a baby with the last person you kissed? Not in our foreseeable future, it'd break my heart but I'd abort it because we are not ready for that and there's already an insane overabundance of children that need parents. Also going through a traumatic experience like pregnancy would be for me (I have a wildly strong phobia of it), getting it out, and then not keeping it would ruin me, I know it would.

Do you have someone you can spill your heart out to? Mom, Girt, Mazzy, and Tez I'm all comfortable doing that with.

Your ex shows up randomly at your house, what do you say? None of them know where I live, soooo that would be concerning.

Is there a person that you would do absolutely anything and everything for? No; I wouldn't kill someone just because my mom asked me to.

Does sex mean love? Definitely not for everyone, but I would only do it with someone I love.

What was the last thing you posted on Instagram? A picture of the Mira plush I mentioned earlier.

Do you consider yourself a nature person? Absolutely, but I wish I could spend more time in it. Hyperhidrosis is NOT fun and dehydrates you so fast with severity like mine, and plus my legs still have healing to do before I can be outside without a place to sit nearby.

Will you keep your last name when you get married? No.

Do you like fish or chicken more? Chicken, I don't like fish.

What scares you more: snakes or spiders? Out of the two, a spider is more likely to scare me. I love snakes, but I'd obviously be alarmed if I like, suddenly noticed a rattlesnake beside me. I'm still getting comfortable with spiders, though of course my FAVORITE spiders are the ones everyone's scared of haha, tarantulas. I'm more scared of things like funnelwebs, the smaller guys that have bites that will kill the shit outta you real fuckin fast.

Do you think that texting on a date is rude? Unless it's an important text, yes, especially early on when you're getting to know each other.

What’s your favorite memory with your last ex? Showing up at her house on her birthday when she had no idea whatsoever it was happening. Parents brought her into their room as a distraction for me to go into hers and just sit at her desk; her face lit the fuck up when she saw me, and it definitely hurts to remember, because that was genuine joy. I don't regret ending our friendship (it was already over), but I regret how I went about it.

What is the oldest online account that you still use? Uh probably my primary deviantART. Or Facebook? idk

Have you ever had Christmas carolers come to your house and sing for you? No, I'd absolutely hate that.

What country does your favorite band hail from? Ozzy's from Britain, Rammstein are from Germany.

What’s the worst thing about being male/female (whichever you are)? The prejudice that comes with having a uterus, add on that the government is super into controlling YOUR fucking body part.

What is your favorite documentary? The Meerkats from 2008, everything about it is fucking beautiful, I consider it a favorite movie beside TLK.

Who crosses your mind the most? Girt.

Ever got stitches? Yes, in my chin when I fell right on it and got a concussion, and then after my cyst removal surgery.

If Hogwarts was a real school would you attend? Because it would celebrate the work of a raging transphobe, hell no. This woman has LITERALLY said that it's her fucking income that is enough validation for her, I'm not engaging in a damn thing related to her.

Do you like fireworks? They're pretty, but I'm against their usage because of how often the remains just turn into litter, they're a fire hazard, and above all they can be a trauma trigger to people and even kill small animals with how fucking scared they get.

Is respect given or earned with you? I give everyone a baseline level of respect which will grow or shrink depending on you.

Are you any good with Photoshop? I think I'm decent, but I am absolutely no pro, there's tons of stuff idk how to do.

The political spectrum. Where do you fall? Somewhere on the left, idk my exact label.

Do you use a top sheet? No, they annoy me more than anything.

Do you know what any of your close friends did yesterday afternoon? Girt's my best friend, and Mom and I went with him and his family to lunch at Red Robin for Mother's Day. Neither of us had ever been there before, and I was really impressed, but way more than anything I just liked being together as a family, I don't see his enough, and I even got to meet his best childhood friend finally.

#survey #surveys #random questions #personal questions

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beaversatemygrandma · 1 year

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Jeez, genuinely just happy with certain things right now. (not the dmv shit, by god, not the fucking dmv shit. i hate this town.) More of the fact that suddenly there's somebody that i can literally talk to for hours a day and not even get tired of them.

Like holy shit. I know I've mentioned him a lot before already, but for some reason i just had this nagging feeling that I'd just get bored of him and just slowly stop talking. But when i say we were on the phone for FIVE WHOLE HOURS TODAY, I am not even exaggerating. Five. Like what. Like, we can just talk forever. Idk how.

And then i was sitting there remembering the strangest interactions i got while spending time with him in high school. That one weird girl who'd ship people was very much like "something about those two. I see it. I ship that." And obviously like 20 damn people who'd ask if we were dating like once a month. I see why now. Yeah. I see it. There are endless conversations and just excitedly talking about the most random shit. This guy will listen to every one of my stories with such attention that i don't think I've gotten before as i just ramble on about something for an hour. I'm talking full interest, actual questions, pushing into the weirdest shit that I'm into and just running with it. I can tell him stories of my chaotic past without even spooking him too. There's just so much care there.

Every once and a while i still have that thought of "am i just doing this because I've been lonely?" Because this is the same guy who I'd be offended when somebody asked if he was my boyfriend in high school. He really is so sweet and caring and just a perfect personality to get along with. Yet also sort of a huge overthinker, over-worrier, overly apologetic. Also the type to suddenly stumble over words in a sentence and dwell on it for the next three minutes before I'm just "And, what was next?" and then just "Sorry, uhh" and just continues. Like, it's fine. That's something that can easily be worked on and he's very aware of it. But it does get annoying if I'm not in the best mood. Even if i can absolutely understand where it's from.

And then there's me going back and forth if I'm actually attracted to him. Like yeah, he's gotten cuter since high school. Definitely has. He's not a bad looking guy at all. And even some other bonuses too, but in more of a way of that one thing i saw the other day along the lines of "why are twinks always to hung?" (it's because smaller frame. and yeah. it's impressive on them, but look at someone larger and it seems average.) But holy shit is he skinny. Like sometimes, it's not even an issue. He really isn't a bad looking person at all. But then there's times like today where we were on a call for that long and he just casually mentions that he's been wandering around the house shirtless because it was just so damn hot today and people are still refusing the AC at 85F outside. And he just turns on the camera and not even in that annoying hot boy way because he's definitely not that in the slightest, and just swings around to the mirror in his room with this awkward chuckle. (he has a very cute chuckle ngl) And i just go through multiple stages of awkward. The first being the "oh hell yeah" but my dad is like ten feet away (tiny place, unavoidable), the second being the "there's nothing to even hold there. so small. so thin." and the third just me looking away just awkward as shit. I took a couple more glances, just centering my thoughts there and still just stopped on "how is he that damn thin...?" Like, this is the first guy i have been interested in that i outweigh by a good 20lbs. And I'm not even fat. I'm 5'3 and a little squishy. He's damn near 6'. That's a Sheer Noticeable Difference. Still not a bad looking guy, but wow. For somebody who sexts the way he does, I'm afraid I'll crush him with some of his wants there. That or at least suffocate him, but jesus. I'm afraid I'll break him. And i know being underneath somebody heavier than you, really doesn't bother you much. Been there, done that. Someone nearly 100lbs heavier didn't bother me at all and if anything, i Liked that A Lot. But this. Hell, Ik BMI doesn't mean jackshit, but I'm a 25 and he's like 17. That's A Lot. Also I've not been with somebody thin in uh... YEARS. Many YEARS. Sort of have a thing for guys who are more around 200 and not 125. And the last time i was with a skinny guy, he was sort of the biggest piece of shit I've ever met. Not the same thing here, but you know how it is sometimes.

But honestly, all that doesn't mean shit when this guy literally checks every single damn box otherwise. Like he cares and he cares A LOT. There's a lot of well meaning there. Like he's great in a whole lot of ways. Really is. But wow. Falling very very hard before even having gotten to finally see him again in person after 6 fucking years. Because omg the random plans we just up and make, the long ass talks over nothing and everything, the care in what he says. And this is only long distance so far. And I'm already to the point where i want to just drop everything, go back to the hometown, have him over for like a week straight and do literally everything, and definitely cuddle the shit out of him. But AH? Small? What to hold onto and cuddle with?? THAT'S where I'm at. Still really want to though. This boy has me and it both makes me so damn happy, but also confuses the absolute shit out of me. I mean, I know I'm going through with this anyways, but my taste in men is tingling in a weird way right now lol

#taks speaks #uhhhh void #and uh. i'm pining #and mildly confused

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renewingagain · 1 year

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monday 14th november 2022 // 8:14am

im not feeling as bad as i did that day and thankfully it appears to have just been a one off (i hope so anyway)

however im noticing lately that im feeling quite insecure again. Generally over the summer i was feeling pretty sexy and very confident in myself, but that seems to have changed again lately

i am putting on weight again and i dont like it lol. But this is silly because why am i going to continuously complain about it if im not gonna do anything about it? i need to start running again and i would love to achieve running a half marathon next year. respectully i need to stop pitying myself in this area and make a change. It is a shame that yes a slimmer body is sexier by societal standards, but it is also worth noting that in my case it would just greatly benefit my physical and mental health

i also have realised that i really like attention and affirmation from other people and that this seems to determine my self-worth. but its not healthy and i want to be able to just fully love myself again

what doesnt help is one of my fwbs doesnt seem to really talk to me anymore but idk why. i could be thinking far too deep into this, and as INFJ’s we definitely have a tendency to overthink in to some deep holes due to our incredible analytical nature and future prediction skills lol. but its weird cus we used to talk a lot and i like him (not in a romantic way but i just enjoyed his company and he was cool) and also really hot and we had good sex. He knows i ate his ass out good😂 but lately hes not been talking to me as much or wanting to come round. but hes always online on grindr so it makes me think oh does he just not want me anymore or has he found someone better

obviously he is within his rights to do so but i just wish the communication was more clear, but then it causes me to spiral and just think oh im not good enough really or i was just a filler for something better. But equally my mind feels that this thinking is just ridiculous and silly and why should i let this affect me etc? he doesnt owe us anything at all and its just my silly mind. Even if it is the case that he doesnt wanna talk anymore, yeah it sucks and hurts but i have to just get over it and be the better me i can be and then love myself and feel cute

its also ridiculous to be saying all this actually because hes a uni student and is going through stuff which he has openly shared. But then that confuses me even more because i thought him openly sharing things made us friends idk

I need therapy actually 😂 maybe i should be proactive about seeking that out

i am actually p cute despite my receeding hairline lol and especially after dramatically losing a lot of weight i look good and can look even gooder. I need to get on it again

also

OFF MY PHONE

SLEEP EARLY

You will feel better for it !!!!!

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lazy-kitsune · 2 years

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08.19.2022

My first ADHD appt went okay. The doctor was nice and understanding. I think it went decent. I don't necessarily want to be on antidepressants again but maybe I should give it a shot.

Aside from that, I recently discovered limerence. I don't know if I have always had this or only recently become aware and I feel like I could relate.

First it was with Josh. but I think it might be over with that one. IDK lol maybe bc I don't see him. Who knows what will happen if I see him.

Then it was my Dr for a little while but that only lasted as long as I stopped seeing him for appointments lol. he is adorable though.

Now it's moved onto Ivan... and I don't know if I am overthinking it or crazy. I don't know why I am starting to have feelings or have a crush on him? I don't know. He's not necessarily my type or is he??? I like to flirt, yes, but I am in a relationship ahh. I'm pretty sure he was flirting with me back and notices me? It's hard for me to see when people like me but I can easily see it in others lol Why am I attracted to you? I do like his voice...like a lot. I hate it. lol I also like his confidence? or is it cockiness. He was very bold to assume I was asking because I wanted to know when he was off, or maybe it was obvious. Idk. I don't like it when someone is too nice to me but also I don't like it when they're kinda mean. I am thinking too much. I don't ever want to be the fixer person ever again, but I also feel like I can be delusional and it's all in my head. He probably doesn't really give a shit about me in that sense and here I am making up all these scenarios and tryna research him like a stalker. Making sure I run into him and checking to see if he's at work. UGH. But he definitely has been consuming my mind. Maybe he reminds me of something I miss, or something familiar but all I can think of is exes, and I feel like if anything happens this would be bad for me. But I feel like there could be some crazy chemistry? and he's kind of aggressive... lol and I like that? He says interesting things. I feel like he's sensitive and observant and can take care of me? I don't know. It's exciting and confusing but also it's kinda fun? It's like a game to me and I like figuring out people. and I feel guilty I think about this... lol My imagination runs wild. I am distracted and obsessed with this idea. I don't like the confusion. What is happening. WHY AM I ATTRACTED TO YOU. GAH. I need to chill... MAYBE before something happens. or is there a reason why I feel like there's something there. Am I supposed to get to know you. IDK. Universe, what are you trying to tell me? Maybe I should just remind myself that or tell myself that he's no good for me, and will use me or cheat on me or probably a manipulator and a narcissist and he probably reminds me of my exes. I am conflicted.

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binniesthighs · 3 years

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1-800-Be-Mine | reader x minho | sfw

happy valentines day!! this lil fic of mine is something very new and different from what I’ve tried before and I’m so so excited to share it with you!!

Pairing: self insert, gender neutral reader x lee minho

Genre: fluff, sci-fi, futuristic au, valentines day special!

Tags: strangers to lovers, sci-fi au, futuristic au, blind date au, AI au with a twist, mentions of food and alcohol, featuring hyunjin, tiny heart-shaped confetti of comedy and rebelling against the man lol, fluffy growing feelings

Warnings: Minho’s character in this is an adorable, charming, feeling, AI robot. haha idk if this is a warning but it might not be everyone’s cup o’ tea, if so, that’s why I’m mentioning it :)

Tagging: @stayhavens thank you for allowing me to be a part of this event ❤️

Word count: 7.1k

“If it’s the color of your shirt that you’re worried about, I don’t think that he’s gonna care.”

“--I can’t believe that you’re putting me through this. I didn’t even ask for...whatever the hell this all is.”

“You’re getting worked up over nothing, Y/n. This whole thing is literally the lowest commitment thing that you could ever do on Valentines Day.”

For the twentieth time, you held up the shirt and hanger over your torso in front of you streak-stained mirror. It shouldn’t have mattered much, or even at all, but here you were, wondering what color a synthetic human would like on your body the most.

With feet in the air, your best friend swung his feet with pointed toes and eyes glued to his phone.

“Quit looking at me like that.” Hyunjin didn’t even need to rise his head up to feel your glare. “He’s programmed to forget about you the second that your time runs out, so, I really don’t know why you’re wasting your time over this.”

One more time, you switched the creamy white satin for the wine-red velvet.

“God, this is so depressing.” The shirt hangers clinked together where you threw them down on your bed. “It’s all your fault too.”

“I can’t see why you aren’t excited for this!! I literally made it so he’s perfect for you. There’s like, a 0% chance that this is gonna go badly. You could spit escargot into his lap or get his tie stuck in the car door and he’d still think that you’re the best thing ever. You can do no wrong.”

“That’s the point...”

The floor started to look a lot more appealing in your despair. If you were making a dramatic show for yourself or for you friend, you had no idea, but somehow it felt a little better letting your body sliiide down the side of the wall into a little pool of half-done make-up and hair still damp.

“Stop throwing a tantrum.” Hyunjin scolded. “You have to be there in 45 minutes.”

“What if I...just don’t show up?”

“Then, you’d be robbing me of $360 and the most expensive gift that I’ve ever gotten for you. And, you’d break my heart. I don’t wanna be heartbroken on Valentines Day. I’d hate you forever.”

“Nooooo you wouldn’t.” You tossed your forehead into the palms of your hands.

“I’d hate you for a month probably.”

“Don’t you have somewhere that you need to be?” As expected, your hands were smudged a bit from the tiny dusting of eyeshadow that you had added to your lids.

“I told you already, she doesn’t get off until 8 so I’ve still got time. Besides, I already set everything up back at the apartment. I’m in no rush.” At last, your friend cast aside his phone on the mattress with a bounce. “Get up. I’ll help you. You should still look nice anyway...even if he doesn’t care. This night is about you anyway.”

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Is satin supposed to feel scratchy...? What? Satin being itchy? ...You must be going crazy if you think--

“--Annnd we’re here!”

The wheels of Hyunjin’s less than glamourous car skidded in front of the hotel with an obvious screech. He was never one for being a good driver anyway. With the pull of his hand through is blond hair he nodded his head for you to open your door.

“Time’s ticking. It’s nearly 7.”

“--Jin--”

“I’m not explaining it again. Just go do the damn thing. You’re overthinking it. Like you do with everything...”

Your best friend rolled his eyes which were blue today: a part of his own Valentines Day outfit: that of which he looked much better than you thought you had. He had slung his arm over his steering wheel looking on, and even more impatient with you by the second.

“Is it a fucking crime to be nervous??”

Hyunjin laughed out sharply. “You’re so cute. ~Especially when there isn’t anything to worry about.~”

You flicked him hard on his perfect arm covered by his perfectly planned and billowy white top.

“Would you like to go out there and meet him if it’s so easy?”

After a subsequent eye roll, your friend reached his long arm to pop open the car door on your side. “You’re not going to make me drag you, are you?”

“I can get it myself.” You growled, shoving his hand away.

The February air was crisp, and just cold enough for your breath to appear lightly in front of your face. Immediately, you started to regret everything: the itchy satin shirt (which you guessed probably wasn’t satin) the stiffness of your styled hair, and the way that your feet felt in the pair of shoes that you had broken out just for the occasion. You had even put perfume on; something that a “strictly deodorant” person as yourself found to be suffocating and odd.

Do Mirrors even have a sense of smell?

On the busy street, cars whipped past with headlights of yellow and red, and the bustle of the holiday evening buzzed on the sidewalk with couples marching down the way arm and arm and hand in hand. The energy of the evening seemed vibrant almost as if the whole world seemed to be slightly more awake. The plastic heels of ladies in their best shoes clicked past.

“Good luck!”

Hyunjin mustered up the most genuine smile that you thought possible for him to craft considering it wasn’t genuine in the slightest.

“Text me about it tonight--or--actually, not tonight, I’ll be...” He obviously winked, “...busy tonight.”

“You’re disgusting!!”

You slammed the car door in Hyunjin’s snide smirk while he laughed out a “Love you!” before speeding away without a care.

The remnants of old snow caked up in the corners of the hotel where Hyunjin had arranged the date. The hotel itself was very old fashioned looking, almost like it had come right out of one of those old movies he would tease you for liking--it was probably why he had chosen it, you thought to yourself. There was a large golden marquee with a strand of lightbulbs tracing the edge all around it much like an old-timey theater, which gave the name for the hotel. At the doorway made of the same golden hue, there were attentive bellhops in matching blue velvet uniforms and leather gloves that they blew in to to keep their hands warm.

When you thought more of it, the night was a bit colder than expected, so you pulled your coat closer to your body. Hyunjin had suggested that you wear your pea coat, however it’s warmth factor wasn’t something to write home about. He had something about how it had made your arms look good...as if he would care anything like what your arms looked like.

You pulled out your phone with your cold fingers to find the information that Hyunjin had sent you.

Name: Lee Minho

Model: Generation Four

Specifications: Personalized

Service time: 7pm-12am

Instructions: Meet at the front entrance of the the hotel The Grand at exactly 7pm where the Mirror will be waiting. Mirror will look like: [see image]

You hovered your hand over the little see image tab. Before, you had decided that you didn’t want to see the picture, and rather leave it as a surprise. That was the thrill of a blind date, right? For a moment, you rationalized it as peeking so that you knew what he looked like so you could find him. You hovered, and hovered...

“No, I shouldn’t...” You whispered out to the open air while you shoved your phone back into your pocket.

“Excuse me?” One of those attentive bellhops had snuck behind you and rose a caring hand to your shoulder: an action which made you jump. “Is there anything that I can help you with? Are you waiting for someone?”

“Oh.” You straightened yourself. “Yes, I am waiting for someone. They’ll be here really--”

“--Is it me that you’re waiting for?”

He had strolled right up to you, and you could barely form the words on your mouth to say “yes.” You had heard the stories about Mirrors before, but as far as you had known, this was your first time ever seeing one this close...and you wouldn’t have even known that he was any different from the flesh and bones that you knew you had.

He was devastatingly handsome; the kind of handsome that models were. Every single one of his features seemed to be carefully planned and calculated down to the little freckle on his nostril and his nose bridge of a perfect angle. Even his physical proportions seemed to be perfect: his arm muscles curved in wonderful angles under his black suit jacket that had one button at the front. He was dressed simply: merely a black tux with a white button up underneath and a deep navy blue tie. His chocolate brown eyes were a bit unique, looking even slightly cat-like.

Not like you had a type, but if you were to have one, he definitely would have been it.

He smiled upon seeing you, and coolly adjusted his silver cufflinks which you noticed had an insignia on them that looked a familiar: it was that picture of the eye with the spokes around it, the symbol of 3rdEyeCorp. As expected, everything in life seemed to come with a branding: even synthetic humans.

“Should we go inside?”

His voice was gentle and soothing, the kind of voice that you knew could lull you to sleep or convince you to do things that you wouldn’t want to. It was a voice that could put you at ease, and you wondered if that was intentional. Perhaps Hyunjin had told them that at times you could be neurotic.

You finally squeaked out a, “Yes.” then followed him towards the soft glow of the magnificent building. He had slipped over past you to open the door, letting you enter first.

“Oh...thanks...”

As you passed him, you could have sworn that he smelled like some kind of citrus scent. In fact, you didn’t know that he could even have a smell. This was but one of the many questions that had been plaguing you for the past couple weeks since learning of Hyunjin’s plan.

It wasn’t that he smelled like a person: that kind of earthy scene mixed up with the lingering scent of shampoo on hair, or a bit of mint holding to the corners of your mouth after you had brushed your teeth right before you exited the door. Still, you didn’t mind the citrus, it was better than nothing at all, you assumed.

He walked up to the maître d with perfect posture, and it was then when you noticed that you were slightly shorter that he was. His suit was pressed, and a line ran down the back directly over his spine.

“2 for L/n?” He said properly, and it felt strange hearing your last name come from his mouth.

“Right this way.”

He looked back at you, almost as if to see if you were doing okay. He held a little glint in his eyes that looked careful, caring even. From the very few words that he had said to you, he still maintained a composure about him that was...human. He was comfortable.

The three of you reached the table with the ironed white table cloth, small bouquet of red roses and two flickering tea candles. The lighting of the room was dim as all restaurants such as this were, and there was a light hum about the room coupled with the occasional clink of silverware on China. There was a fireplace to the corner of the room, and the dense smell of expensive wine hung in the air.

The maître d placed down the menus. “Your server will be with you shortly.”

You thought the small action a bit comical. You were the only one who knew his secret. Still, he nodded with a polite smile. “Thank you.”

The satin fabric on your shirt scraped at your bare chest, and you attempted your slyest attempt at making a tiny itch look nonchalant. He picked up the menu with a few of his brown strands dipping over his eyes. You studied him as he looked it over, not having a clue why. You thought that you had heard somewhere that his kind couldn’t eat. Perhaps he was a new model.

“I’m sorry. I haven’t formally introduced myself yet.” He put the menu down with a little embarrassed smile. “I must’ve forgotten. I’m Lee Minho.”

“I know.” Your cheeks felt hot. “Uh-and I’m Y/n. But--you probably knew that too.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Smile lines crinkled under his eyes. It was the first imperfection you could find about him.

“Yo-you too.”

Minho reached out a slender and pale hand for you to shake and you stared it in a moment of fear. You had never touched a Mirror before, much less wondered what they felt like.

“I don’t bite.” He chuckled out a small laugh that was much too cute for his own good. His shoulders then appeared to relax and he allowed himself to slouch. “At least, my model doesn’t.”

You choked out an ugly chortle at the joke. “Ah. I see.”

“You don’t have to be scared of me. I promise that I feel like anyone else.”

You took it, jumping a little at the sensation. He was warm--not exactly like you expected him to be cold and metallic however. The skin of his hand was cracked and grooved as normal, and it was squishy as if you could feel the muscles that would be underneath.

With a warm grin, he soothed you saying, “See?”

‘Oh...mmhm.” You shook his hand firmly. “Holy shit that's really creepy.” You muttered the words as softly as you thought you could have.

“Creepy?” He laughed out again. “Should I be offended? No one has ever called me creepy before.”

“Oh! Um, s-sorry, I didn’t mean--”

“--It’s okay! I was just kidding. I completely understand. Especially if this is your first time meeting someone like me. It is your first time?”

You nodded drawing your hand back with the warmth from his hand still lingering on yours.

“Let me know if there is anything that I can do to make you more comfortable. Seems like...we’re meant to be too.”

“--Meant to be?” You nearly dropped your cloth napkin to the ground.

“I mean, based off of your profile, they thought that I would be best suited for you. And you know...the programming and all that.”

“Oh! I guess so...”

Next, you thought it best to busy yourself with that glass of water that was looking very oddly refreshing.

“I meant to tell you as well that you look very nice. I think that color suits you very well.”

Drops of water got caught in your throat, “T-AHEM-this?” You pinched at the fabric.

Minho’s eyes widened at your sputtering coughs, signaling to a waiter to come fill your glass once more.

“Sorry, was I not supposed to say that?”

“No! No no, it’s...you’re fine. I was just a little surprised.”

“Surprised? Why?”

“I just didn’t think that you would...nevermind.”

Even though you had nearly choked yourself seconds ago, up went your water glass to your lips once more.

Minho fidgeted with his bangs with his pinky finger: a surprisingly vain little task. Under the dull lighting of the whole room, he did look very handsome; almost much too handsome to be in such a place with you. All at once, you became suddenly aware of the irregular patterns of those eyes peeking at you from their own tables with haughty and whispering words on their lips.

“You look...very nice as well.”

“Mm thank you.” As charming as ever, he gave a smile back. “This is my first time wearing this. I actually picked it out myself. I thought that you would like the color.” His pale fingers ran down the silk indigo tie.

“You thought about it too??”

“Thought about what?”

A snide smile crept over your mouth. Hyunjin could eat his words.

“Well do you? Like it?” A curious little smearing of worry painted Minho’s brow that was once again must too cute for his own good.

“I-I do like it.”

In all honesty, Minho would have looked good in anything, you thought, no matter how ridiculous. Under the thin white cotton of his shirt, you could see his toned pectorals as well. One pinch to the side of your leg was just enough to scold yourself.

He looked around himself in a bit of a silent wonder: from the rafters of the high ceilings painted in gold leaf, to the speakeasy on the far edge of the room with the posh looking bartender.

“I always thought that places like this were kind of stuffy.” He wrinkled his nose.

“You...what?”

“There's always someone at one table wondering if they look better, rank higher, or are more successful than the person at the other. Don’t you think the same?”

“I mean...I think they do keep looking us?”

“Ah. I noticed that too.”

Minho looked around himself carefully, then leaned in closer towards you. “Do you think that they know that I’m...you know?”

You snorted out a laugh covered by your hand. “What? No? How could they?”

“A hunch.”

“Can you even get hunches?”

“I may be a robot, but I can still read a room.”

You hushed him, “Shhhh! Say that any louder and then they’ll really know.”

A waiter in a black apron sauntered up to your table with a thin moustache and a big of a sagging face. He looked a bit less like a real waiter and more like a cartoon one.

“Good evening. Have you finished looking over the menus? Perhaps a bottle of wine to start you off? We have a new house merlot that I would highly recommend.” He reached a spiny finger to point at the name on your menu. “It would pair particularly well with our specials tonight. Seeing as it is Valentines day--”

The droning of the waiter continued on, and you had noticed that Minho wasn’t paying any attention at all. Rather, he had settled his gaze on the flickering of the candles, and the yellow light sparked in his pupils. For mere seconds, you could see something a bit different about them: a extremely thin circle of blue-white light around his irises.

The waiter pulled out his pad with an expectant gaze.

“Uh-yeah, I-I’ll take that. That--whatever-you-just-mentioned.”

He appeared puzzled. “You wish to start with the special orange Crème Brule first?”

“Ah-no! Sorry, can you..” You cringed, “Repeat what you just said?”

He rolled his eyes, but did respectfully as he was told while you sunk further into your chair with Minho’s teasing smirk. This time you listened to the specials, even though you decided you didn’t even want one, but rather picked one of the cheapest items on the menu. That was one of the drawbacks of paying for your date: he had no obligation to pay for your meal.

The waiter looked even more puzzled when Minho said he wasn’t ordering anything, but shrugged, burying his pad back into his pocket saying, “I’ll be over with the wine shortly.”

“Do you want to know something?” Minho leaned back in once the waiter was out of an earshot.

You treated yourself to yet another sip of your emptying glass, and nodded.

“There’s at least four others like me in here.”

“Four? How can you know?”

“I think I’d know my own kind when I saw them.”

“I would never be able to tell.”

The waiter returned, showing the label to the wine to both of you before popping it open and pouring it into glasses with the twist of his wrist. Two drops from the crimson top stained the little napkin he used.

Minho’s hands toyed with the stem of the glass, but didn’t take a sip.

“That’s why they call us Mirrors.”

“How do you mean?”

“Because you’re supposed to see yourselves in us.”

»»————-　♡　————-««

Your body had started to warm with the energy of the room after long, and your appetizer of escargot had arrived. Oddly, since Hyunjin had mentioned it before, it embedded in you an odd craving that you couldn’t satisfy until you had some. By now, you had realized that Minho likely wouldn’t have been eating with you, but it was strange: even the other Mirrors in the room appeared to be.

“I’m assuming that you can’t eat then?” You popped the buttery taste into your mouth.

“Yes. It doesn’t make sense for my...biology. If you can call it that. I can’t digest food nor do I have the mechanisms to do so.”

“Maybe we should have done something that didn’t include food then.”

“I do have something though! I know that eating alone like this can be uncomfortable.”

He grabbed inside his inside suit pocket and pulled out a wallet: thin and black leather. It had almost nothing in it save for what looked like a iridescent square. Over top of it was the same logo on his cufflinks. He flipped it around his fingers like a playing card.

“What is it?”

“My dinner.” He sated matter-of-factly.

“You’re gonna...eat that? Maybe you shouldn’t--”

He placed it neatly in front of himself, pressing the surface and it morphed into some kind of three dimensional polygon shape of pixels, both large and small, until it settled into a perfect copy of your dish that you had sitting in front of you.

“It’s holographic.”

“Of course it is.”

“Newest in tech at 3rdEye. This is my first time using one. They thought it would be a good idea to send the prototypes out with the Mirrors tonight for the beta test. What do you think?”

“It’s very...realistic.”

“It’s pocket sized, and it can really transform into anything that you could want, but of course...its still not really solid. Perfect for me though.”

He took a bite of his escargot with an equally holographic fork.

“I imagine that it tastes very good.”

“You can’t taste things?”

“Unfortunately, no. Since I don’t need to eat, don’t know why I would need to. I’ve got all the other senses though.”

The house merlot was bitter on your tongue and full bodied. You couldn’t imagine what your life would have been like without taste. He chewed on, and somehow the action really did seem comforting.

“You’re very um, open about yourself. You know...talking about yourself so bluntly. I feel like some people when they do these things, they just want to keep on that suspension of disbelief as long as they can; pretending that you're--”

“--A real person?”

You hadn’t intended on it coming off as insulting, and a “sorry” formed on your lips.

“--I’m not offended. And, you’re right. Most people do. But, I could sense that you were different. I don’t have a problem telling you about me. Something told me that you would like to know.”

“Something?”

“Enough about me though, lets talk about you. You’re a doctor aren’t you?”

“-For animals. Nothing too crazy. I’m working up my way to have my own practice some day. For now, I’m just doing nurse type stuff. Giving immunizations, checking teeth and stuff like that.”

“I read your thesis. The one from your pre-vet. I thought that your research was very interesting. How come you didn’t continue on with animal behavior?”

His string of questions made you crack out into laughter. Never had anyone you had ever dated said that they had read up on you.

“I can’t believe that you just said that.”

“What? I had assumed that you might want to talk about something that interests you like that.”

“That was...so long ago, I don’t even think about that paper anymore.”

Minho took some of his wine down with a polite dab of his napkin to his lips.

“How about hiking then? Or those Frank Capra movies that you like? Which one is your favorite?”

“Stop, stop. This is--”

His eyes widened. “Did I misspeak again? Your friend said that it would be okay if we did the proper research--”

“--Just...sorry, it’s strange that you know everything about me already and we’ve hardly just met.”

“I’m not following.”

“Can you just...forget like, everything you know about me for a minute? This is supposed to be a blind date isn’t it?”

“I can do that.” Minho tightened his tie.

“How about we talk about something else?”

Minho nodded in agreement with a determined tiny grin. “I can tell you about what I do?”

“You have a job?”

Your prompt waiter appeared with a giant silver platter which glinted in the light of the numerous dancing candles around it. The ceramic plates clinked into the glasses assorted on the table, and he lastly offered out freshly grated parmesan for your pasta. You said “when” and he was just as quickly out of your way, but not after granting the both of you one more questioning glare.

“Yes.”

Your date flipped over his holographic square, and soon it transformed into another spitting image of your meal.

“I’m supposed to tell you that I’m a college professor of ornithology but since we’re being blunt here, my job is working for 3rdEye, and doing basically whatever they ask of me. Including this. And actually...” He twisted a string of noodles around his fork. “...I think that it’s going pretty well.”

A quick giggle erupted out from you. “I’m glad that we’re being honest because you do not look like someone who teaches twenty somethings about birds.”

“But if I had said I did, would that have made you like me more?”

“Maybe. I’m sure that they picked that because I did graduate research on migration and flight patterns.”

“Likely.”

“Maybe I should have stuck with animal behavior. Then we would have had more to talk about.”

A silence filled the space between you as you tried your best to eat your pasta with as much grace as you could. Of course, you were still one to get it on your lap and the table cloth, but luckily you had a napkin to protect you. Your date on the other hand, ate as if he was eating with the queen herself. For several moments, you really did allow yourself those brief moments of ignorance: you really were just two people, sitting in a fancy restaurant on Valentines Day, eating a meal together, on a date, as an normal two people would do. Every few moments too, he would look at you with a type of gentle adoration in his eyes too.

And it felt nice.

It really was as effortless as Hyunjin had said. You would be eating your words on this one.

At last, you had scraped out the last chunks of tomato and vegetable bites from your shallow dish, and you sat back which a sense of drowsiness clinging to your eyes. Over time, you had slumped deeper and deeper into your chair as you felt your body warm with the fireplace. You didn’t mean to look, but your watch had read just past 9 o’clock.

“That all tasted good.” Minho sighed, and slumped along with you.

“I thought you couldn’t taste?”

“Ah. You’re right. Well, I enjoyed eating that with you. Did it taste good?”

“It did.”

“Should we get some of that orange Crème Brule from earlier?”

You folded up your napkin on the table. “You mean should I get some of that Crème Brule? I’m the one paying here remember?”

“Are you?”

With the stretch of your arms, you answered, “Not today. I don’t have that doctor’s pay...yet.”

“But shouldn’t you eat something sweet on Valentines Day? Isn’t that also what its about?”

You laughed, “I don’t know where you heard that, but no, it doesn’t.”

“Ah, I see. My understanding of the holiday is very jumbled. Holidays are like that for us. The sort of emotional attachment to them is hard for us to understand. I’ve watched millions of hours of films to understand them...but--”

“--Millions?”

“Yes?”

“That’s…insane.”

“Not for me.” He said with a happy little grin. “Should we be leaving?”

In one motion, he swept up his shirt sleeve, just over his wrist where you had expected him to have a watch. Instead, a faint blue glow emerged on his skin making letters and numbers that you couldn’t read as well from upside down.

“Hm. 3 more hours. What else would you like to do with our time together?”

»»————-　♡　————-««

The winter cold bit at your ears while the two of you walked together down the busy urban stretch. Even later into the night the giddy excitement of friends ambling down the streets and couples linking to eachother with tipsy happiness could still be found everywhere. You barely knew him, but you still felt in some way compelled to reach out and interlock your arm with his as those other couples did. You had a half a mind to reach out to him, but another half a mind to keep your arms wrapped around yourself.

But, as if he had read your mind, he reached out his hand behind him to quietly slip your arm into his.

“Put your hands in your pockets.” He asked, and you did so. “I figured that you must be cold, so...my body heats itself too, makes me more...you know.”

He was warm. Much warmer than your entire body felt had felt then, but still you noted that the tips of his ears and nose had turned pink.

“Where to?” He questioned next.

“I-I’m not sure. I didn’t think this far.”

“I could pick?”

“You know where to go?”

He was silent for a moment, then nodded. “There’s a place that I wouldn’t mind going to. Do you know how to skate?”

“Ice...skate?”

He huffed out with a tiny smile, and you noticed that when he did, no visible molecules could be seen in front of his face.

“Do you? I can pick something else? It’s not everyone’s skill.”

“N-no. I can do it.”

You don’t know why you had said it: perhaps you felt as if you had something to prove to this inhuman person, or you really did want to go there with him, no matter where it was.

You had never learned how to skate in your life.

»»————-　♡　————-««

The ice rink was lined with pink and white string lights: likely a Valentines Day decoration. Plastic hearts made of fuzzy tinsel also decorated the edges of the rink and sparkled under the lights. It had been built into the center of a public park, and bodies huddled in winter coats sat together on the benches to the side, waving at those they knew when they slipped past. Tinny music played over the outdoor speakers: it was some pop song that you had heard before, but didn’t know the name of.

Minho laced up your skates for you, and even then you noticed that his knuckles had turned pink too.

“Are you...cold?”

“Oh! This?” He turned his hands around. “No, I’m not. it’s just another one of my humanisms.”

“Humanisms?”

“Something to make me look more like you. When it’s cold outside my body senses it and does this.”

“I see.”

Even if you knew that he couldn’t possibly feel things in the same why, he was damn convincing--and you couldn’t help but think it was unbearably cute as well.

“Done! You ready? You can take my hand if you want?”

You stood wobbly as a deer taking its first steps. Walking on the blades was much more difficult than you would have guessed. He didn’t need to ask twice for you to grab hold.

“I’m assuming that you know how to do this?”

“There’s a lot of things that I know how to do.” He winked.

The second that your feet met the ice, you felt your heart start beating into overdrive with your anxiety of falling. Over the ice, it too felt colder, and that didn’t help much either. With one hand you clawed to the side of the rink, and the other dug into Minho’s arm.

“I thought that you said that you knew how to skate?”

“I lied. I’m gonna fall on my fricking face and its gonna be the most embarrassing thing ever. Worse than spitting escargot into your lap.”

“Spitting escargot? What?”

“Just--can you help me?”

He tittered with an adorably warm laugh and grabbed back at you firmly. “I won’t let go.”

Even the toddlers in their little training bumpers were more skilled than you. Minho was patient, and coached you through the skills of the left and right motions of your feet and getting into a rhythm. You still flapped your arms around wildly like a wobbly penguin, but he was eventually able to coax you away from the wall.

“See! You’re getting the hang of it!”

“Really?”

Minho nodded profusely, letting go of both of your hands to hold just one. “Stop looking at your feet and just look at me. You’ll trip yourself up focusing so hard.”

Other couples whipped past you, and you thought it best not to look at how easy it was for them.

“I-I think that I’m doing it!”

Minho’s eyes lit seeing you start to swing your feet back and forth. In that pink lighting of the rink, you could see that thin ring of light around his eyes once more. Even though it was unnatural, you still thought that it looked beautiful.

“WATCH OUT!!” Came a distant voice from behind you.

Before you had a second to turn around, a fuzzy blur came barreling into you. Two small bodies: a couple middle school boys chasing each other, came colliding with your teetering body, forcing you to fall to the hard ice with a terrible thud.

“Oh my God! Are you okay?” One of their pre-pubescent voices cracked.

“I-I’m fine...I think.”

Your air had been knocked right out of your lungs and your butt ached with a sharp pain that you hoped you wouldn’t be feeling for days. Both of your hands were wet with ice from the contact. Minho quickly offered you his hand up.

“-You okay?” He brushed ice off of your coat.

Truthfully, you were horribly shaken, and your chest shook, but you lied once more. “I’m okay. Don’t worry about me.”

“No you’re not.” His worried eyes studied you. “Lets get you something warm to drink okay?”

»»————-　♡　————-««

“One hot chocolate please.”

Minho fiddled with his wallet, picking out that same iridescent square from before. As soon as his fingers touched it, it glimmered into a credit card.

“It can do that?” You had uttered, but he gave you back a cautious glare.

The man at the little coffee stand took it without question, and somehow, it worked.

“$3.15″ He monotoned, and gave the card back.

The white Styrofoam cup warmed your hands instantly, and the chocolatey steam delighted your nostrils.

“Thank you. You didn’t have to.”

“It’s no problem. I wanted to.”

You took a sip, but a strange silence befell over your date, and he furrowed his brows.

Under his breath, he repeated the word “...wanted?”

The further that you walked along the river together, the less that you wanted to take another look at your watch where it peaked out from your coat sleeve. You imagined that it must have been nearing almost 10:30--optimistically. Instead, you took long and purposeful sips of of your drink and indulged in the way that the heat would seep down from your throat and all the way down your body.

Onward, one of the great and massive bridges of the city blinked with an array of multicolored lights: some from cars, others from the way that it was decorated to look a bit like shining stars. Under the lights, the navy-black of the river reflected the fractals of light. The walkway was nearly empty of people except for the odd couple sitting and cuddled up by the edge of the water. The water should have been frozen, but it didn’t appear to be giving up just yet.

Your companion had drawn quiet with eyes cast down to his walking feet. You had half a mind to reach out to him...

“Is there anything you would like to do?” Your question filled the quiet, but you didn’t expect him to stop in his steps upon hearing it.

“Are you asking me if there is anything that I want do to?”

“Yes...?”

Minho was again quiet, then turned to look at the vast expanse of the cityscape in front of you both.

Suddenly, he began, “Valentines Day is a holiday that has to do with loving, doesn’t it?”

You stammered at the question in your confusion, but still answered. “Yes.”

“You express love on the holiday? You show people that you love them, and that you care for them. Right?”

“I think so...but why are--”

“--What do you think that it means to love something?”

Distantly, cars honked, and music boomed out from drawn down windows, and it floated in the evening air.

For you, loving was something that was second nature. It was little bits of happiness, fuzzy feelings, but it also ached, and felt like being lost. How could you possibly begin to describe what it meant?

Minho’s eyes were full of intrigue and even maybe a twinge of desperation. Could Mirrors even hold such a thing in their eyes?

“I-I’m not sure how to cover it all, but, I guess that I could say that loving something, or someone, is to want them. You want to be around them, you want to see them laugh or smile, you want to make them feel that you care. I don’t think that it is much more complicated than that.

The man appeared even more confused, almost like he had been computing his own mental calculations right before his very eyes. Then, all at once, his eyes softened.

“If loving something is to want it; to have desire, desiring is the first step? Love must be simplier than I thought that it was, and maybe...I think that I can do it.”

“What are you talking about?”

Minho swept up his hands in yours after casting aside the cup to the ground.

“You asked me if I wanted to do something. But the thing is...I don’t think I’ve ever wanted do to anything ever before in my life. It was just, what others wanted of me and what I colud do for them. Not me.”

Realization swept over Minho piece by piece, and soon it all unfolded for you too.

He drew your arms and hands around the back of his neck to pull your body closer to his.

You might’ve looked before, but his lips looked soft and unbelievably sweet: like melting snowflakes, whipped cream, or the fuzzy flesh of peaches.

“I do want something.” He said at last.

“Minho...what are you saying?”

“I-I can’t tell if what it is that I’m feeling is some kind of algorithm, or I’m just...you’re so...different.”

“I hope that you’re not just saying this all--”

“--I’m not! I’m not. I promise...an-and Mirrors can’t lie.” He laughed out. “How can you make a machine that’ll lie to you?”

His hands crept up your sides, and all the way up to cup your face in his hands.

He was impossible. In every way, but he was real. As real as the warmth from his hands and as real as the way that his mouth appeared to wet with saliva and how you could count the tiny moles on his face.

“Well, what is it that you--”

He had drawn your face close up into his, then closed any space that divided the two of you. Your lips parted with his into a meeting of his plush lips that were even softer than you had imagined. Even though you knew he couldn’t taste it, you flooded the taste of chocolate into his mouth, and your body shivered in the way that he ran his tongue over your bottom lip. He wasn’t intrusive, but rather curious, and thrilled. Any semblance of him that was any less than the skin that you felt on yours faded, and you poured yourself all back to him. His fingers held fast to the sides of your face while he kissed back every with every bit of him that he could. Even in the one moment when your eyes had fluttered open, he held his eyes closed, to focus only on you. Your own wondering hands laced into his fuzzy locks.

Each and every kiss that he painted across your lips was laced with indescribable want: something that he shouldn’t have even known, but you could feel it. He echoed the smile that you had pressed into his lips.

“I just want to be with you tonight. Just a bit longer. No more timers.” Minho whispered onto your mouth, barely breaking.

On the one hand, his request terrified you. A Mirror, one who you thought to be unfeeling, pre-programmed, an empty shell, wanted you. But still, you couldn’t control yourself from wanting him back, and everything about him that you knew and didn’t know. Wanting him, was the simplest thing you could have done.

“I-I want that too.”

His smile was thankful, and suddenly every little way that his eyes would crinkle or the corners of his mouth would upturn seemed more genuine.

Minho traced your hands to the back of your his neck where he guided them to the tip of his spine.

“Touch here.” He guided your fingertip over what felt like a bone. “Press down.”

You did so, and the patch of skin sunk down a bit like a button. You held his eyes which flickered wholly with that blue-white light you had taken notice of before.

“Say “Bypass LK2510.” “

He held your finger down still, and you repeated the phrase, watching as the light vanished all at once, even that thin ring around his irises.

“What did that do?”

Minho blinked a couple time like he was ridding sleep from his eyes, then beamed with a grin that only got wider and wider. “They shouldn’t know where I am for a while. You disabled my tracker.”

“I did what??? Can’t I get in trouble for that??”

“Not when I made you do it.”

In his delight, he pressed his lips back up against yours with a kind of light air that was ecstatic and hurried--it was contagious, and the feeling swept over you until you were just as giddy. You were nearly as giddy as a school child reveling in the mischief of knowing what they were doing was against the classroom rules.

Your chest swelled with nervous excitement, but it wasn’t nearly as addictive as any drug that you could imagine.

“Where do you want to go now?” You asked him with hands clinging to the sides of his coat.

“Anywhere.”

[nsfw version/ending coming soon on binniesthighs!]

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