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Enhypen - the glory (part 11, finale)

summary; after rejecting one of the most popular boys at your new school, you soon realised that you'd done the gravest mistake of your life; these weren't ordinary boys, and now they were set on making your life a living hell - heavily based on the kdrama with the same name

warnings; yandere themes, kidnapping, domestic violence, sexual assault accusation,

genre; yandere

wc; 10k

pairing; enha x f.m reader

note; longer note at the very end, thank you so much for reading and going on this journey with me for my full-length series, love u !!🤍🤍

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You remained frozen in your spot until the car's sound slowly disappeared. What broke you out of your trance was the raspy, struggling breaths that came from the floor a few meters away.

It took a long time to unglue your shoes from the hardwood floor; it felt like you were stuck to it and would stay like that forever, unable to move out of fear. When you eventually succeeded, you turned bit by bit to face Jake.

His sluggish eyes had never left you. They were begging silently for you to make a choice - save him or leave him?

It seemed like he had already guessed what you would choose. More fresh tears slowly slid down his paling skin and his eyes finally looked away when he started sniffling again.

You watched him, feeling very conflicted on the inside. You wondered if he felt bad for everything he had done, if he would change if you saved him, or if he would continue the same way as before.

There was also some fear on your part. Why were you hesitating about a life? It was your bully, but it was still another person like you. Playing God wasn’t something that was right, was it?

So why did you want him to die? All you saw when looking at the writhing, pathetic struggling human on the floor was Jake; you couldn’t see another person who deserved to be saved, who was empathetic and kind and sweet.

And that scared you. What would Soobin think of you if you told him that? He had already expressed how he thought you were changing. This wasn’t like you. The old you would’ve rushed to call an ambulance, heart drumming in your chest with adrenaline and panic at the thought of someone dying in front of you and knowing you could’ve changed the outcome.

But the new you? Didn’t feel much when looking at him except for very small pity. He hadn’t even betrayed his friends yet he would get killed by them - the ones he probably cherished and trusted most. The worst part was how Jungwon hadn’t even hesitated. Nothing was behind those eyes when he delivered a killing blow to his best friend of years.

Just like the tears running down Jake’s face, you were aware of time running out. Then, you made a choice.

You walked out just in time to see the ambulance near in the distance - technically you hadn’t saved him, but you gave him and God the choice of whether to survive the trip to the hospital…or not.

You refused to change into a heartless person. That wasn’t who you were no matter how much they’d hurt you.

*******

You had three days to think of something. Three days was a very long time in a case like this, but also not enough time.

Standing out in the cold you watched the ambulance leave and took out your phone. No taxis would come out to that place especially not at that hour. So you did the only thing you could think of - call your dad.

‘’ Y/n! Oh, I was so worried about you. ‘’

You scoffed, ‘’ Yeah, right. I need you to do me a favor, it’s the least you can do after going behind my back. ‘’

‘’ Okay…what do you want me to do? ‘’

‘’ Come get me. I’m at Soobin’s cabin which is about an hour or two from the city. I’ll text you the address. ‘’

You hung up before hearing his answer. Being curt and stern would probably make him more likely to do it since he could feel you keeping a distance and being cold. Maybe he thought you’d soften if he followed through, but he couldn’t be more wrong.

Waiting for your dad took too long, so you hesitantly turned back towards the cabin again. You wanted to go back, bask in the warmth, and maybe even rest since you had rejected sleep many times during the long day. However, the closer you got to the cabin, the more your brain started showing the scenes that would await you if you entered; the blood and the memories accompanying it.

Before you had even made up your mind, your feet seemed to have dragged you to the door on their own. Taking a deep breath first, you then pressed down the handle and pushed it open.

You didn’t step in yet and your eyes had been squeezed shut. It was between the cold winter outside and the potential murder scene inside.

You opened your eyes. Instinctively they went to the pool on the floor, but you forced yourself to look away. The door was now locked and you went to the second floor, too uncomfortable to sleep on the first since that’s where the events unfolded.

Then you waited; tossed and turned while waiting both for your dad and for your body to fall asleep. It was hard. The house was eerily quiet, to the point you could hear every single creak the wood made when the wind grazed the cabin.

Eventually, the exhaustion won over the paranoia. Your head fell back against the soft mattress and you slept soundly, looking more peaceful than when awake, and you continued to do so until your dad found you.

Just like when you were a kid, you were carried to the car. You woke up due to the sound of the rain pattering against the roof, but quickly fell asleep again with a smile on your face as you thought of how happy it would’ve made Soobin if he knew you finally got some rest.

*******

You woke up the next day feeling restless and antsy. You felt like you had no one to turn to and get support from or conjure up a plan with. Right then it looked like you’d spend the three days becoming more and more mentally tortured as the time was running out.

Then you’d probably show up at the doorstep, no plan or defense; you’d surrender and hope for the best - that they’d let you and most importantly Soobin go, unharmed.

Slowly you rolled out of bed. Like always when getting dressed, you avoided looking in the mirror and if you did, you never let your eyes drift to the ugly scars. If you did, it was almost like it triggered the pain all over again. Your arms would start to itch terribly, and you could feel the burning spreading like wildfire all throughout your body again.

The door opened and since you had put on your clothes already, you dared to look at the door through the mirror. You saw your dad peeking in, an ingenuine smile on his face. Then you caught a glimpse of yourself too, you looked so tired and like you’d been drained of life and happiness. You supposed it was true, you couldn’t wait for it all to be over, for you to finally get peace again.

‘’ Going to school today? ‘’

You were about to glare at him, but then your frowned forehead softened. You had nothing better to do anyway, so why not go? Would they actually go to school when they were busy holding a hostage at one of their houses? You doubted it. They had never cared much about education anyway.

You grunted at him and when he left you packed your backpack full of the books you had neglected. When you’d get to school, you feared that the teachers would question you about why your grades had been falling and why you didn’t do your homework.

Aware of the fact that exams were coming up soon you had considered studying with Soobin. The circumstances just never seemed right. New things, new burdens always seemed to pop up, leaving little room for ordinary things.

You left, walking past your dad wordlessly, and then ran to the bus, almost missing it by a few seconds. The universe must’ve really wanted you to go to school today. The bus was pretty much empty. You took a seat near the back of it and rested against the window.

The whole ride, you had your eyes closed, in between sleeping and being awake all the way until arriving at school. Pushing past the other students you managed to be one of the first ones out. You hurried to walk to the school, up the stairs, and finally to the classroom. The less people, the less anxiety.

Only when you sat down in your seat could you relax. Soon enough the room filled as more students streamed in and took their own seats. The spot where they sat were empty. You looked out to the corridor and didn’t see them there either, but who you did see however was Jiyun.

She didn’t return your wave or smile. She just continued walking, her head down so she couldn’t see you.

You grimaced and felt very offended. Sure, you hadn’t expected to make a friend, but you had at least thought she’d be polite. What was even weirder was that as you kept following her with your eyes through the glass facing the hallway, she turned quite abruptly and walked right into your classroom.

You cowered back, cautious of her unpredictable and almost erratic behavior. Walking right up to you, she looked determined. She leaned in and whispered in your ear.

‘’ Come with me to the library. ‘’

Jiyun saw how your eyebrows raised, forehead frowning when you weren’t immediately convinced, ‘’ Why? ‘’

‘’ Just, please. Do me a favor! ‘’

You stood up and followed her reluctantly out of the classroom and into the library that was on the same floor. It was empty because all the students were waiting for the first class to start. Jiyun found your hand at some point and dragged you through the maze of the bookshelves.

Stopping at the corner at the very far end from the entrance, she finally turned to you. Something flashed across her face; guilt, sadness or was it pity?

Your gaze started flickering, ‘’ Jiyun, what are we doing here? ‘’

‘’ I’m sorry. ‘’

You watched in confusion as she started unbuttoning the first buttons of her shirt, she threw the fabric off of half of her shoulder with so much force it almost ripped. Then she pulled out her ponytail but not all the way, followed by smearing some of her makeup.

‘’ Jiyun? ‘’ your voice grew more concerned, more exasperated.

No response. She picked up a book and you gasped as she hit it hard against her face. You tried to pull it out of her hands and were instead met with a slap to your face.

‘’ I have to do this. ‘’

‘’ What…’’

You ignored her and tried to reach for the book again that she had managed to hit herself with more times since you were distracted by the stinging feeling on your cheek. Fear could be felt in the pit of your stomach as things were slowly starting to get pieced together.

Red marks had formed on her face now, sure to be big bruises in a day or two. When she noticed you moving towards her in the corner of her eye, she gave you an apologetic look before kicking you hard in your stomach. You fell over and groaned, clutching your stomach and gasping for air.

‘’ Stand up. ‘’

You managed to get to a standing position with the help of the closest bookshelves that you could claw yourself up with. She looked completely disheveled when you turned to her. You were about to ask again - why are we here, why are you doing this?

Before you could, she had already turned again, heading right for the hallway. You started to follow her but were left frozen in your spot. A loud shriek ripped from Jiyun’s throat. She fell to her knees in the middle of the hall and sobbed loudly.

People ran out of the classrooms wondering what all the noise was about and quickly the space had been filled to max capacity. One girl crouched down next to her while a teacher cleared a way to get through.

‘’ What happened? ‘’

‘’ She-sh, she hurt me! ‘’

You stared at her in bewilderment, until it turned to despair and you felt a stomach-dropping feeling when with a shaky hand she pointed at you. All heads turned to you, but you only had eyes for Jiyun on the floor.

Betrayal…again? However, can you really betray someone if you never had any loyalty to them?

The panic flared up inside your body. You took a few steps back towards the people, eyes wide and filled to the brim with tears.

‘’ Y/n? What did she do? ‘’ the teacher said behind your turned back.

‘’ She hit me….she al-always bullies me and sometimes she, ‘’ Jiyun faked a hiccup in the middle of her even faker crying, ‘’ She touches…’’ her voice died out and it had the dramatic effect she must’ve hoped for.

The crowd gasped and next they murmured about how they had noticed how her clothes looked like they’d been roughly handled. You didn’t look at any of them. You knew they had already collectively decided to condemn you and believe Jiyun instead.

‘’ Y/n, is this true? ‘’

Your throat felt dry, too dry to even speak. You tried clearing it, but it almost caused you to feel like you couldn’t breathe and kickstart a panic attack so you shook your head. First gently and then more violently, almost until you got dizzy.

‘’ Come with me to my office, ‘’ she sternly said.

You felt her hand wrap around your arm in a tough hold. You were dragged past the people whose words hurt you almost physically as well as mentally. After hearing all that they said, you ended up in the chair in front of her desk with an expressionless look on your face.

You felt empty. There was barely any room for anger; it was more of an acceptance that had come after the initial horror. It was them. They were behind this 100%, and it was what Jiyun had warned you of in the bathroom.

You scoffed sarcastically. You never would’ve done that to another student, even if it meant them going even harder on you, even if it meant more burn marks. She had sold herself easily.

‘’ Is this funny to you, y/n? ‘’

It wasn’t the fact that you had slipped up and forgotten where you were and what situation you were in. It was more that you had hit rock bottom, who gives a fuck attitude?

‘’ I’m going to have to call your parents. And, ‘’ she slid a pile of papers across the desk.

‘’ You will be suspended immediately. Leave your badge and all other belongings at the check-in area. ‘’

You threw your head back, ‘’ Of course. ‘’

‘’ Excuse me? ‘’

‘’ You won’t even let me defend myself. It’s just guilty until proven innocent, hm? ‘’

‘’ We have received more reports from other students claiming to have witnessed similar events, ‘’ the teacher irritably shot back.

‘’ And let me guess, their names are Jungwon, Heeseung, Ni-ki, Sunoo, Jake, Sunghoon, and Jay, right? ‘’

Even with your eyes closed, the lack of response was a response in itself. You smiled while looking at the ceiling and crossed your arms nonchalantly.

‘’ Well fuck you guys then. This has always been a shit and unfair school who have done nothing when it came to defending me. But you’re always so eager to please these kids born with silver spoons in their mouths, fucking hypocrites. ‘’

The teacher gasped and you heard the others in the room stand up to see who the disrespectful student was. You turned and didn’t look back. You meant every word you said and you had waited so long to say it.

They wanted this to crush you and sure, it had made you finally lose it. But for the future, if you won the fight this was a blessing in disguise.

*******

After coming home, your dad bothered you with a lot of questions which you ignored completely. The door was slammed in his face like usual and he stared at the wood with regret and shame again, wondering why his daughter refused to talk to him even though he was trying so hard.

That night, you slept well. You cried yourself to sleep, letting everything you had been keeping in for who knows how long, just get out. It felt like a huge burden had been taken off your shoulders, you felt lighter and slept like a baby.

The next morning, you had a plan in mind - to see your mom at the hospital and then Yeonjun. You technically had two more days left but since you didn’t have a school to go to anymore and Yeena was unreachable, these were the two things you wanted to do the most.

The staff at the hospital gave you dirty looks when you told them your name and said why you were there. Walking past some while taking the elevator, you caught a few words here and there. They seemed to judge you, calling you a bad daughter for not visiting when your mom had been there for so long.

You didn’t care. It was a private hospital that treated snobby, rude, and probably at some times undeserving rich people. It was no wonder the staff would be similar. With a head held high, you stepped into the elevator and flashed them a smile. They turned away and looked uncomfortable.

‘’ Your mom’s room is on the 16th floor. In the VIP section. ‘’ you saw in the mirrors on the walls how they looked you up and down.

‘’ Did you pay for this? ‘’

‘’ No. ‘’

They didn’t ask any more questions and just led you to the room, leaving afterward to give you some privacy. Your mom looked more vibrant than the last time you had seen her.

Sitting on her bed, she was looking out of the window at the beautiful view. Her cheeks looked less hollow like she had gained some weight and her skin looked less pale.

‘’ Hi, mom. ‘’

Her head whipped around and her face lit up, ‘’ Y/n! I’ve been waiting for you. ‘’

You sat down on her bed and let her pull you into her arms. She kissed the top of your head and rubbed your back as if you were the one who was sick.

‘’ How have you been, honey? ‘’

‘’ It’s okay. Not much has changed since last time. ‘’

She looked concerned and you felt bad for letting a frown form on her warm face so you leaned into her touch and smiled comfortingly.

‘’ It’s fine mom, I’m doing well. ‘’

‘’ And Soobin? ‘’

You hesitated, ‘’ What about him? ‘’

‘’ Is he doing well? Last time I saw you two, you were hiding from someone. ‘’

‘’ He’s…fine too. They weren’t anyone important mom, stop worrying. ‘’

She nodded and leaned back. Her eyes were still set on the horizon outside, the big skyscrapers outside accompanying it.

‘’ I like it here, ‘’ your mom sighed contently, ‘’ But I want to go outside with my daughter. ‘’

Your smile turned sorrowful. ‘’ One day. One day soon we will do that. ‘’

Only a half-smile pulled at the corners of her lips.

‘’ Do you really think so, honey? ‘’

‘’ Of course, ‘’ a tear rolled down your cheek.

‘’ I would take you to that park near our old house, the one you used to play so much in. Do you remember it? ‘’

The sheets ruffled as you angled your head to look at her. The light shining through the windows made her look so much like an angel, just like it; she beamed with hope, love, and warmth.

‘’ I do. ‘’

‘’ You didn’t have many friends so mommy always played with you ‘’ she looked at you when the fond memory came to mind, ‘’ But what did I always tell you? ‘’

‘’ There’s nothing wrong with being alone in this world, ‘’ you whispered thickly, holding back more tears from spilling.

Although it was a sweet memory for your mom. You had always suppressed it because it always reminded you of the grim future that followed that moment. Nothing changed. Ever since birth you had, had few by your side. Never did you fit in, never did you have genuine friends. Never understood, never loved.

You buried your face into your mom’s hospital gown. She hummed and put her arm around you to bring you closer. You stayed like that for a while, just relaxing under her wings.

When it was time to go, you looked back at her one last time and promised to visit soon with Soobin by your side. You hoped that the next time you’d see her would be the day of her discharge.

*******

You knocked on the door before you changed your mind and turned around. The sound almost made the silence after seem even more deafening than before. No movement could be heard on the other side so slowly you turned, ready to leave disappointed.

‘’ Y/n, is that you? ‘’ a weak voice mumbled, stopping you in your tracks.

You stared back at the door in disbelief. It had been so quiet that you were questioning if you’d imagined it or not.

‘’ Yeonjun? ‘’

The lock clicked and the door creaked open. It revealed Yeonjun who looked like he’d been through hell. Not only did he have dark circles under his eyes, disheveled hair and was wearing the same clothes he was when you saw him last; but, you could also see all the trash in the back. It looked like he had purposefully ruined his room.

Papers, books, clothes, all laid crumpled up or torn on the floor, right next to the bags of snacks and cans of drinks.

‘’ How- ‘’ you licked your lips, unsure of what to say. ‘’ How…are you doing? ‘’

He chuckled sarcastically, ‘’ What does it look like? ‘’

You chewed on your lips.

‘’ I’m sorry. About everything, and I should’ve come to check up on you sooner. ‘’

Yeonjun stared at you for some seconds in silence. Then he nodded, a fake smile ghosting over his lips briefly before he went back to looking sullen.

‘’ How’s Soobin? ‘’

He must’ve noticed your hesitance because his eyes suddenly widened, looking a lot more interested and lively than earlier.

‘’ Has he hurt him? ‘’

‘’ Jungwon? No, I don’t think so, ‘’ you truthfully said.

‘’ Then what? ‘’

‘’ Soobin brought me to your cabin. I- um…came up with the idea to bring Jake there, luring him and making him give us some information. ‘’

He crossed his arms, making you speak faster in nervousness.

‘’ Well, things went wrong. Jungwon stabbed Jake- ‘’ his mouth opened and his eyebrows twitched. ‘’ Then they took Soobin when they left and told me they’ll give me three days. ‘’

‘’ Before what? ‘’

‘’ Not really sure. I think they were threatening to hurt Soobin. ‘’

His tongue poked the inside of his cheek and you cowered away, ready to get yelled at. Again, he stayed quiet. It was a bit different from the first time you’d met him when he was confident and replied rapidly and sharply. Now he seemed to need some time to think over what to say.

Or calm himself. You finally dared to look at him after he was silent for a few minutes and to your horror, you noticed his hands were shaking.

‘’ Yeon- ‘’

‘’ None of this would’ve happened if you just listened to me from the beginning. ‘’

You didn’t raise your voice even if you felt like his harsh words were unfair. There was some truth to them. You could’ve still been friends with Soobin without dragging him into the mess. He nagged you about how little you were sleeping, while he himself looked tired all the time. Yet, his face would light up any time he saw you and he was ready to drop everything to help you.

You didn’t deserve him. Hot tears filled your eyes, making Yeonjun turn blurry. You turned your head away in shame, ‘’ I’ll get him back, ‘’ you mumbled before walking away.

He didn’t stop you. It seemed like you were alone in the fight again. It was then and there that you made the rash decision. Your feet moved on their own, bringing you to another doorstep.

You rang the doorbell and waited. It took some time for the door to be answered. A lot of noises came from the other side but around three minutes passed before someone actually opened it.

A familiar face greeted you, ‘’ You’re here already? ‘’

You nodded, not having any energy to smile and certainly no energy to hear any mocking. Thankfully it was Sunoo who opened the door, with a curious Ni-ki standing just a step away.

‘’ Are you…okay? ‘’ the taller male asked. ‘’ You don’t look so good. ‘’

You were swaying from foot to foot, deeply affected by the conversation with Yeonjun. Your eyes barely grazed over the two boys, they kept wandering aimlessly.

‘’ Will you let him go if I come in? ‘’

‘’ Yes, ‘’ Ni-ki hurried to press out before Sunoo answered.

He moved to the side and you walked in, again without looking back. Hands reached for your jacket and you let them take it off without a fight. One, or both of them put their arms around you, you think it was Ni-ki, while Sunoo held your hand instead.

They lead you through the familiar living room and kitchen, finally ending up in the garden. At the end of the garden, Sunghoon stood by some rose bushes. He raised his eyebrow when he spotted the three of you, a smile tugging at his lips.

‘’ It hasn’t even been three days. ‘’

‘’ I know, ‘’ you weakly said, ‘’ When can I see Soobin? ‘’

‘’ I will take you to him now. ‘’

He turned and Ni-ki and Sunoo let go of you. Instead, you followed Sunghoon who seemed to disappear into the bushes when he took a step forward. You blinked in confusion, not sure what to do. A small scream erupted from you when you were tugged forward by the arm.

On the other side of the bush was an entrance to a bunker. You looked at Sunghoon who gladly boasted, ‘’ We all have a bunker in our backyards, in case enemies come. ‘’

You hummed, obediently climbing down first when he opened it for you. Of course the rich would be saved first in case of an emergency. You scoffed scornfully under your breath.

It was a very big bunker that looked fit for a family like Jungwon’s. The first section was a long hallway and it had different doors which you assumed were bedrooms for every family member and more.

Sunghoon led you through the tight hall into an opening in the middle before the hallways continued. It was a leisure room; beanbags, a pool table, a boxing machine, and even a TV with controllers that Heeseung and Jay were playing with were there.

Jungwon sat a bit away from the other two, on a beanbag in the corner pressed against the wall. He watched them but didn’t engage and because his seat was facing the entrance to the hallway, he was the first to notice you coming.

He looked surprised. His eyebrows raised and his mouth opened when he stood up, ‘’ It hasn’t been three days. ‘’ he echoed what Sunghoon had said.

‘’ I know. I didn’t have anything to do, ‘’ you shrugged casually.

He must’ve thought you were stupid. Heeseung and Jay looked over their shoulders to glance at you briefly and then turned back almost instantly to their game. Jungwon however, crossed his arms and tilted his head, a frown had formed on his face.

‘’ You had nothing to do? That’s it? ‘’

You nodded, determined to pretend like you weren’t about to faint from the fear. It was best to act like you were completely nonchalant and unfazed by what you had witnessed him doing not that long ago.

His frown turned into a joyous smirk, ‘’ Did you go to school? ‘’

‘’ Yes. ‘’

Your head turned when Heeseung chuckled darkly. He didn’t turn around so you all watched his back, waiting for him to say something.

‘’ And? Did you have fun? ‘’ he drawled.

‘’ Yes, ‘’ you said, this time a bit more hesitant.

‘’ Were you expelled? ‘’ Jay chimed in.

You didn’t answer this time, but judging by their shared looks and smiles on their faces, they knew.

‘’ I’ll show you where you will sleep. ‘’

‘’ Sleep? ‘’

You stared after Jungwon who walked down the other hallway. He didn’t stop and say anything, he only turned once he had reached the end and opened a door. You ran there because he looked very impatient.

It was a small room, about the size of a prison cell. It was cozier than one though, with a proper bed and a desk but it didn’t have much else in it. Covers and blankets were on the bed. The walls were blank and empty, void of any personality.

‘’ Why do I get my own room? ‘’

Jungwon seemed amused, ‘’ I guess it will take some while to release Soobin. In the meantime, you’ll be here, with us. ‘’

‘’ No! That was not part of the plan at all, ‘’ your voice got louder.

‘’ Maybe not yours. ‘’

He started stalking towards you, making the only space that was furthest away from him the bed. You crawled back on it, all the way until your back hit the wall. Your hands tried to push him away and even claw at his exposed forearms.

He was still indifferent, only looking down at you after having crawled on top with a dissatisfied look on his face. That same look - like you were just a disobedient child.

He groaned when your foot temporarily had some room to move and you pulled your leg up to knee him in between his legs. It didn’t really have the effect you wanted it to. Instead of pulling away, he knew what you were trying to do and fell forward, putting all of his weight on you instead.

You huffed as you tried to lift him off of you to get away but it was impossible, he didn’t move an inch. Into the crook of your neck, you felt his hot breath on your skin as he laughed. It was followed by a clicking sound and something cold and tight around your wrists.

You moved them but they weren’t able to move very far, something clinked when you pulled them too far away. When Jungwon finally drew away from you and laid on the bed, you realized he had handcuffed you to the bed.

‘’ Jungwon! Uncuff me now you- bitch! ‘’ you growled at him.

He gave you one final look of cockiness and amusement before turning his back on you and ignoring your screams and insults. You kicked against the blankets like a little child and screamed your throat hoarse.

‘’ No, no! Don’t you dare leave me here! ‘’

The only response you got was the sound of the door closing and the key turning in the lock. It stilled you completely. You stopped fighting and relaxed, knowing that energy should be saved for later.

Staring at the ceiling now you began to regret your decision. It was too impulsive and not at all thought through. You hadn’t even considered that they might stop you from leaving. You sighed and closed your eyes, which made your thoughts redirect to Soobin. Why wouldn’t they just let him go? When you imagined him confined to a small room like this somewhere down there, you almost started to cry out of guilt. Whatever they’d ask of you to let Soobin go, you’d do it, without a doubt.

*******

Sometime after laying there and just daydreaming about past memories and the future again, you fell asleep. When you woke up you had no idea what time it was since the room had no windows.

You could hear noises coming from the wall next to your bed so you shuffled closer to it and put your ear against it. The sounds became clearer. Was that someone crying?

‘’ Hello? ‘’

It became quiet. Then, you heard something moving on the other side. A voice made you jump in surprise, ‘’ Is that you? ‘’

‘’ Jake? ‘’ you breathed, ‘’ You-you’re alive? ‘’

He giggled, maybe detecting the small concern in your voice, ‘’ Yes, thanks to you. ‘’

You opened and closed your mouth a few times, not sure what to say. Jake continued talking to take the burden from you.

‘’ I got here yesterday after getting treated at the hospital. They said it wasn’t too bad. ‘’

‘’ Why would you come here after they stabbed you? ‘’

‘’ Well…I thought they had taken you. I wanted to help you, return the favor and stuff. ‘’

‘’ But it didn’t go well I’m guessing? ‘’

‘’ No. Clearly not, ‘’ he said jokingly, ‘’ They didn’t accept me back but thankfully they didn’t kill me either. ‘’

You weren’t sure why you asked the next question or why you even cared, but it was like he made you feel pity for him. Like this wasn’t the same guy that had bullied you.

‘’ Have they been giving you food? ‘’

Jake didn’t see it as you being kind and thoughtful, he thought you were concerned for your own health, ‘’ Yeah. They give us food if you’re worried about that. Water too. ‘’

You hummed, chewing on your lip.

‘’ How will we get out? ‘’

‘’ I’m not sure we will, y/n. ‘’

Neither of you said anything after that. The words felt heavy; enough so that it sent both of you into deep thought. You stared at the ceiling again, there wasn’t much to do in there anyway.

Just then, someone knocked on your door. They didn’t listen for a response and you waited anxiously as it unlocked and was pushed open. Heeseung stepped in with a tray of food and a bottle of water.

Jay peeked in for a moment and then disappeared again, shortly being replaced by the face of Sunoo. You rolled over on your side, feeling horrendously like a zoo animal.

‘’ Hey, princess. ‘’

Heeseung sat crosslegged by the bed and opened the water. Despite your body language protesting, he helped you sit upright and poured water into your mouth. Your eyes drifted from your bully to the tray of food he had placed on the bed.

He snickered when he noticed it and brought it forward. Taking some chopsticks he loaded food into your mouth which you gladly took even though you were dying on the inside from humiliation.

And that was it. Once the food was eaten and the water drunken, he left and locked the room again. You stared wide-eyed at the door after. Were they doing it on purpose? Limiting social interactions to use it as a tool? You would’ve thought they’d be eager to talk to you now that they had you all for themselves, out of sight of everyone else.

Like on the bus, you remained between sleeping and being conscious again; occasionally turning your head towards the wall where Jake was on the other side and then staring at the door.

The next time the door opened, you assumed it was nighttime. Jay had been the one tasked with giving you food and water instead of Heeseung, but you still saw Sunoo in the background. He came in fully and sat on the foot of the bed. His eyes carried compassion and guilt in them, which were trained on you the whole time you let Jay feed you.

‘’ What time is it? How long have I been here? ‘’

You tried initiating a conversation to test your theory of them purposefully avoiding talking to you for too long. Jay stopped his movements. He looked annoyed and almost glared at you.

‘’ Hours. ‘’

‘’ How many? ‘’

You were ignored. Not even begging silently to Sunoo helped you. He stood up which caught the attention of Heeseung and Sunghoon who had now also joined your room, although only in the doorway.

At the sound of shuffling footsteps behind him, Jay’s head snapped around. Sunoo stared back, a fearful expression on his face as he met the slight glare his friend directed toward him.

Their temper had always been short when it came to Sunoo. No one got scolded or watched as closely as he did. He never contributed anything to plans, he was more dragged along and forced to submit.

‘’ Where are you going? ‘’ Heeseung’s low voice warned.

He felt uncomfortable under the spotlight. All of you had your eyes on him, watching him closely; inspecting him, maybe even judging him. A grimace took over his fear, he instead felt rather pathetic.

But at the same time, Sunoo had more reason to be afraid of them now. They had killed Jake for stepping out of line, and he was terrified they’d do the same to him.

‘’ I-I was just- ‘’

‘’ Just leave, ‘’ Sunghoon waved him off, and the almost disgusted scowl on his face was hard to miss.

You released the breath you didn’t know you’d been holding in when he turned back again. What did they want? And what were they going to do? Not knowing was somehow worse than if you knew they would hurt you next, at least then you could prepare. It reminded you of the gym, that first time they had pressed the hot iron against your skin.

You had no clue what would happen when you walked into that room, similar to how you’d felt when you walked into Jungwon’s house, and every single time they stepped into your room so far.

Do they want to talk this time, taunt you, just see you, make a deal, kiss you or is this the time they take it one step further? Those were anxious thoughts that always filled your head when almost all of them had gathered now. At this point, it almost immediately kicked your fight or flight in when you heard the lock turn; just like Pavlov’s dog, you had been trained to recognize the sound and your body reacted autonomously.

‘’ Hey. ‘’

You raised your hung head and looked at Jay. The two of you seemed to try and read what was on the other’s mind, but you had no luck.

‘’ Do you not want to see Soobin? ‘’

A humorless scoff left your dry lips, ‘’ He’s not dead yet? ‘’

His eyebrow raised, your reaction was quite unexpected. You sounded exhausted, almost like you had given up already. It was a shame, they hadn’t even toyed that much with you yet.

‘’ Do you wish he were? ‘’

‘’ No, ‘’ you firmly pressed out through clenched teeth.

‘’ Then you better be on your best behavior, ‘’ he smirked before standing up.

You watched through the corner of your eye how he walked away with the others and relaxed when the sound of the door closing echoed.

You began to think less and less that they would let either of you go. Despite their fathers being close, Soobin’s dad wouldn’t have anything to say if his son came in between his boss and the company’s future.

Time was running out in all ways. The election was fast approaching, on top of all the other things that were burdens for you.

*******

A lot of time had passed until you opened your eyes again. You assumed you had been sleeping because you couldn’t remember what you had daydreamed about. What had woken you up was a lot of noise on the outside.

The more you were waking up and shaking the grogginess off, the louder and clearer the sounds became. They were shouting and you could hear thuds, sounds of furniture moving and banging.

You sat up straight. Footsteps approached your door. With your heart in your throat, you stared and waited. It went quiet, then the lock slowly clicked; with a creak, it was pushed open. You almost pressed your eyes shut out of fear but didn’t have time.

‘’ Yeonjun? ‘’

‘’ Hey. Sorry I was late, ‘’ he casually said, ‘’ Sunoo told me where you were. ‘’

You were about to say something else when a stranger pushed past him. More people poured in, shining their bright lights at you so it took some time to adjust to it. You heard what sounded like a radio, and your head snapped up.

‘’ You’re here to help me? ‘’ you choked out.

They looked down at you with polite smiles. One of them helped uncuff you and get you on your feet. You followed them wordlessly out of the room. When they led you past Jake’s room you couldn’t help but glance in.

He was sitting up on his bed and people were helping him too. He saw you and grinned widely, looking like a little puppy.

‘’ Soobin? ‘’ you looked back at Yeonjun who was following you.

‘’ He’s safe. He was in one of the rooms near the entrance, ‘’ he assured you.

The area you had been in just a few hours ago was completely destroyed. The TV had fallen and the chairs and tables on the other side had been knocked over.

‘’ Where are they? ‘’

Yeonjun couldn’t hold back the smirk that spread on his face, ‘’ You’ll see. ‘’

You frowned and climbed up the ladder, wondering what he was talking about. As soon as you were out, you had your answer. All six of them were being led away in handcuffs by police officers in the same uniform as the ones escorting you out.

Your group waited for your bullies to leave so you let your eyes wander while standing there. It didn’t seem like there had been an altercation above the bunker so they must have all been below ground.

Next, you turned and your heart almost stopped. Two people stared back at you, both equally as taken back and so moved by seeing you that they had tears in their eyes. You ran over there, straight into his arms.

‘’ Are you okay? ‘’ you mumbled into his chest.

He sniffled and laughed. You only cried harder, knowing how much you had missed hearing that laugh.

‘’ Yes, I’m okay. Are you? ‘’ he pulled away to look at you, and seemingly satisfied he pulled you in to hug you even tighter.

‘’ Hey, asshole. When is it my turn? ‘’

Soobin rubbed the back of his neck and you saw his cheeks turn red before he released you. Yena had never looked that animated before. She was beaming and had even let the tears drop shamelessly.

You returned her smile and hugged her carefully. Her hold around you tightened and you felt her chest heave. You rubbed her back soothingly and cried too, mostly because you felt sorry that hadn’t believed her.

You both pulled back after some time and wiped your tears. She genuinely looked like she loved you. You felt like you had to say it, ‘’ I’m so sorry, Yena. ‘’

Her eyes narrowed, ‘’ No! Do not apologize. ‘’

You laughed and accepted defeat because she genuinely looked really angry like she wanted to punch you for even uttering those words or thinking them.

A hand touched your arm. You turned around, knowing who it was already. A shy Jake greeted you, his anxious eyes darting to Yena and Soobin several times.

‘’ Hi, ‘’ he sheepishly said.

‘’ Hi. ‘’

‘’ I just, um- ‘’ he looked really uncomfortable so you gave him a reassuring smile which seemed to relax him a little bit.

‘’ I want to apologize for everything. ‘’

You blinked at him.

‘’ What? ‘’ you all three said in unison.

‘’ Well…I don’t want to blame the others. But I think being in that environment with really bad people influenced me. I’m not perfect, which is why I want to apologize so hopefully I can change, and become better.’’

‘’ I- oh, that’s nice. Thank you. ‘’

He nodded and laughed a bit awkwardly. Trying to move past you he was stopped as you pulled on his sleeve. You weren’t sure if you were making a mistake you’d come to regret. However, you said it anyway,

‘’ We can keep in touch if you want. ‘’

Now it was his time to blink at you in bewilderment, ‘’ What? Are you sure? ‘’

‘’ Yeah. I might move away from the city anyway. ‘’

You handed him your phone which he stared at for a few seconds before he seemed to snap out of it. He gave it back and this time he had a genuine smile on his face as he left. Yena and Soobin immediately ran up to you.

‘’ Are you crazy? Why would you do that? ‘’

‘’ I don’t know, ‘’ you groaned, ‘’ Trying to give people a second chance? ‘’

Soobin shook his head, ‘’ What would you do without me? ‘’

You laughed loudly and hugged him again. Pressed against his chest, you soon pulled away slightly to look up at him.

‘’ Soobin? ‘’

‘’ Yeah- ‘’

His words were knocked right out of his mouth as you stood on tiptoe to press your lips against his. Yena squealed with joy and gasped when she noticed. There was so much love, so much desperation and yearning in that kiss you had waited so long for. When you both looked at each other, he was glowing with happiness, he could feel what you were trying to tell him.

*******

Yeonjun had explained it about a thousand times since you left Jungwon’s house that night. However many times he kept doing it, it was still surreal to you and Soobin. What he had done once you left was quite simple, but not something any of you had thought about before.

He went to social media and the press. Turned out your bullies thought you’d never go online with it all because it was too big of a thing, they probably only thought that if you did that you would write some letter exposing the bullying. Those that released letters like that never gained much attention, they were always buried under the other hundreds of letters.

And if they thought you’d attempt to go on social media with the scandals of the company abusing their staff and being corrupt; they assumed you would post it, and they’d track you down before it gained traction.

Yeonjun was smarter than that. He went anonymous and made sure he couldn’t be traced at all. With his hacking, he released the most important files - the photos, texts, and evidence that were the most important. He had organized them when you all thought he was locked up in his room because he was distressed. No, that had only motivated him further, pushing him to his limits to get revenge for his friend.

It took a lot of time for it to get attention on social media, so he copied and sent it to every news outlet he had done research on that wasn’t connected to the company. Naturally, they freaked out. They tried looking everywhere for Yeonjun, but he wasn’t at home.

It was crazy, something out of a movie almost. You felt so lucky that it took off online the way that it did because it was a bit of a luck game. Some must’ve tried the same things you did, but it never got highlighted.

You suppose this was the universe’s way of giving back to you after so much pain and misery. All the fighting, tears, and work for the revenge you so badly wanted to get; had not been in vain.

You leaned your head back against the seat in the car after Yeonjun had retold his story again. He said that the evidence led to a warrant for their arrest and that they were being detained while they investigated.

*******

The sounds of heels clacking against the marble floor echoed down the hallway. You already knew who they might be, the mothers of your bullies. So you made a run for it, scared that they would confront you.

Escaping into one of the corridors to the side that led to smaller courtrooms, you pressed yourself against the wall while holding your breath. The heels went past you and then disappeared completely.

Soon, you started to hear two voices. It sounded like an older male and…You leaned closer, the voice became clearer. It was your lawyer that you had recently hired in case your bullies or the company tried to get back at you. In hushed voices, they angrily conversed.

‘’ You said you could wrap this up. ‘’

Your lawyer released a short, tired sigh and you could almost picture him rubbing his nose out of frustration.

‘’ I would’ve been able to if they didn’t take it to the media. With everyone’s eyes on us, I can’t do much, people have protested! You’ll have to accept the punishment. ‘’

Silence filled the area for a short period. Then a low hum sounded from the older male. You suspected he was from Jay’s dad’s company from what they were saying. It meant that your lawyer was affiliated with them. You rolled your eyes - of course, your luck would have it that way.

But at the same time, it didn’t seem to matter. The lawyer couldn’t soften the blow of the angry citizens and keyboard warriors at home, nor could they dodge the bullets of the workers’ unions that demanded a punishment. Jungwon wouldn’t get quite the same punishment the company would, so maybe they were talking about that and not why you were there today.

‘’ And the girls? ‘’

You straightened up and swallowed thickly, almost choking on air when you were mentioned.

‘’ I’m not sure what will happen to her. She hasn’t asked for the case to be reopened. ‘’

Your eyebrows knit together. Reopened? They weren’t talking about you. Who were they talking about? Shuffling closer to the voices as they became even more cautiously hushed, you hoped that they would explain it further or at least say enough for you to decipher it yourself.

‘’ I probably won’t have to worry about that then. We paid them a great deal. ‘’

‘’ And even if she went through with it, she wouldn’t have gotten much justice, ‘’ your lawyer filled in.

You waited with bated breath for them to continue, but a long time passed with neither of them saying anything. Then you heard the sound of shoes moving and you hurried to turn the corner, your heart beating loudly in your chest.

‘’ Miss? ‘’

You froze. Turning around, you could only assume you looked like a deer caught in headlights. It was evident that you had heard something you weren’t supposed to. Your lawyer stepped away from the older male and put a hand hovering against the small of your back to make you move.

The two of you walked back to the courtroom, and immediately after retaking your seats outside it, he questioned you.

‘’ What were you doing? ‘’

You bit your tongue, ‘’ I was just resting and I…accidentally heard you. ‘’

He hummed and put his arm to rest behind you on the bench. It served its purpose. Intimidated, words slipped out of your mouth without him having said much.

‘’ I-I didn’t hear much. I swear! ‘’

He looked disappointed, but also amused; a small smile played on his lips. He leaned in and this time it felt much more intimate.

‘’ Are you going to tell anyone? ‘’

‘’ No, ‘’ you shook your head vehemently, ‘’ But…who were you talking about? ‘’

‘’ Sunghoon and Jay. ‘’

Your eyes widened and he looked equally surprised when studying your face and seeing that you had no idea what he was talking about.

‘’ Didn’t you get the files? ‘’

‘’ Yes? ‘’ you said in a small voice.

Maybe Yeonjun had left that detail out.

‘’ The reason they were at the police station was to pick up a report that was filed against them by their former girlfriends. ‘’

‘’ Why? ‘’

You had a bad feeling in your stomach, and you could’ve probably guessed right then and there what it was about. It was just hard to imagine those two in particular doing something so heinous, so evil.

Then again - they were friends with Jungwon, the devil himself and evil reincarnated. You supposed it takes one to know one and they were all bad in one way or another.

Your lawyer licked his lips, glanced back to see if anyone else was around, and then casually whispered, ‘’ Domestic violence. ‘’

‘’ Wha- ‘’ you felt at loss for words.

‘’ It was dismissed, naturally because of their connections. They had photos and texts but it was all swept under the rug. ‘’

‘’ How is that even possible? ‘’

‘’ Money is power, miss. ‘’ he looked away, but his smirk was still visible, ‘’ It can do anything you want it to. ‘’

‘’ That’s immoral. ‘’ you angrily burst out, quite loudly.

Immediately a hand found its way to your thigh, warning you to keep your voice down.

‘’ That’s life, ‘’ he bit back.

His attention was turned to the front again, firmly letting you know he was done talking. You almost felt like a kid around him, despite your ages not being that far apart. You obeyed him, but with a sour taste in your mouth, he reminded you of someone.

‘’ The break is over. Court is in session again. ‘’

People moved into the courtroom. You kept your head down, but could almost predict that Jungwon and his lawyer brushed past you in that moment. When the last few people went in, the guards closed the doors and the sound of it echoed in the silence.

‘’ What do you think the ruling will be? ‘’

He ticked his tongue. You were sure he already had an answer despite not giving it right away. Maybe he was sparing you the pain for a bit longer.

‘’ I think it won’t be a harsh punishment. ‘’

‘’ But, he will go to prison, right? ‘’ he didn’t answer, ‘’ Right? ‘’

‘’ There’s nothing I can do to change it, miss, ‘’ he explained calmly, ‘’ The others were already just put on probation for the kidnapping charges. This is how it works with Chaebol families. ‘’

‘’ He killed someone! ‘’

He glared at you, and your voice quietened down a bit. However, It didn’t do much to quieten the anger you felt inside.

‘’ They will claim it’s involuntary manslaughter, maybe even spin it into negligent homicide. ‘’

‘’ Manslaughter? That must be prison time. ‘’

‘’ Most of the time, you can pay a fine, especially when you’re a first-time offender and a rich, well-known person like Mr. Yang. ‘’

You sighed and your whole body slumped down in the seat. Doubling over you buried your face in your hands and almost tore out pieces of your hair.

‘’ I don’t understand… ‘’ you mumbled to yourself, over and over.

Your lawyer looked at you with pity. But he was quiet. From time to time he went from looking at you with concern, to checking his watch curiously.

You weren’t sure how much time had passed before the door finally opened again. The people were unusually quiet, so you almost missed them passing by. You only noticed when heaps of shoes passed by right in front of your field of view.

‘’ Y/n, the trial is over. ‘’

Slowly you raised your head, ‘’ What was the verdict? ‘’

‘’ I’ll go check. Stay here. ‘’

He stood up and pushed past the stream of people. Close to the entrance, he stopped by what looked like Jungwon’s lawyer from where you were sitting. A visible grin spread on the man’s face, and when your lawyer turned to you, you already knew you wouldn’t be happy with the news.

‘’ No jail? ‘’ you said defeatedly.

He sighed, ‘’ No jail. He just has to pay millions in fines. ‘’

‘’ That’s nothing to a guy like him. ‘’

‘’ At least he and the other guys have been suspended. Are you still going to go to that school? ‘’

You hadn’t thought about that since you yourself got suspended. What you wanted most maybe seemed like something out of a fantasy - to run away to the countryside and finish school there with Soobin, away from the city and the places that only brought forth bad memories.

Your dad would most likely never accept that. But you had considered cutting all ties with him anyway, so it didn’t really matter. If you didn’t live too far out, you could still go and visit your mom every weekend and walk around at the places you actually liked.

‘’ I would suggest you move, miss. ‘’

‘’ Why? ‘’

‘’ Although they have been disciplined and they no longer have the same power they used to because of the company having fallen apart, it doesn’t mean they won’t give up on you. ‘’

‘’ I think they will now. They have lost a lot. ‘’

‘’ Take my advice. I’ll stay in touch, ‘’ he said and then stood up.

You gave him a rather sad smile, but it still carried a lot of gratitude and had more lightness to it than the previous fake ones you had given him in the beginning. You supposed this was as much justice as you and the other victims would get. It wasn’t much, but it was something.

More and more people passed by, unnoticed by you. Remaining glued to the bench you kept thinking over your future.

*******

6 months later

You shared your thoughts with Soobin about what you wished life after the storm would look like. As always he fought hard to make your wishes come true. He brought you out to his aunt’s house in the countryside and promised you shelter there for as long as you needed.

Going back to the city hadn’t happened many times. Mostly because after you had moved out there, tragedy had struck the peace, disrupting it once again. You almost burst into tears any time you thought of your mom. They had called, telling you that she had passed away. The timing was suspicious, to say the least. Soobin had been there to comfort you after everything; after the confirmation, the funeral, and whenever you felt like your heart was breaking.

But, you knew your mom was at peace now. The crying had become less frequent when you realized this. Free from feeling like a burden on her family, and free from the hold your bullies had over her.

Maybe you could’ve seen it coming. That if you fought back, they’d remove your mom like a piece from a chessboard.

All in all, you had started to feel happy. You took everything day by day, and gradually it got easier. The stress you had felt from living in the city, constantly harassed and bullied by them, and also under surveillance had disappeared. You felt lighter, looked more radiant. Looking back at it you’d been living in constant survival mode. Therefore it felt a bit weird that you were free now.

You and Soobin were sitting on the train for your first trip into the city in a long time. Summer was fast approaching. As you stopped seeing your bullies, the scars gradually stopped itching. You didn’t care about the stares you’d get when out in public, you freely wore short-sleeved shirts. Soobin was always there to hold your hand or distract you by saying stupid stuff whispered into your ear when he saw them.

And when you turned to him, everyone else disappeared.

*******

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Hey my loves, if you made it this far woww ur crazy bc this is really my longest chapter and written thing on this blog I think I’ve ever done??!!

Now, this chapter might be confusing or disappointing which is why I’m here to explain it to ease at least some of y’all’s minds (I hope)

First Jake - yes, I did ‘’ revive ‘’ him lol, or decide to not kill him even tho I had planned otherwise, after everyone’s opinions changed. It’s honestly super interesting to see how people’s opinions can change just like that, because of one chapter, one scene and & perspective change, super cool!! Some of you will probably believe he’ll have a full character redemption arc and some still hate him and alwaysa will, never believing a guy like him will change.

Yena, now Yena’s interesting. I always struggled with her character. Do I make her actually betray y/n or not? Do I make her die (bc yes I was very adamant on one of them dying, even Yeonjun was considered, after heroically saving his brother and the girl he liked, he’d die thinking of his friend LMAOO). In the end I settled on her warming up to y/n which I personally found was pretty sweet since before meeting her she was literally a copy of her brother - cold, dark and mean.

Also, at the end I did reveal a pretty big thing abt Sunghoon & Jay. I know the placement is weird and so is the random scene where I bring Jiyun in (maybe?) in all honesty I had forgotten abt her lol and I had also forgotten abt the dirty secrets those two were hiding. That’s why it got crammed in at the end bc I already had my set scenes I wanted to write.

The conclusion might frustrate some, I get that. My simplest explanation is that they were in reality just a bunch of high schoolers. They weren’t some evil masterminds and I think that makes it more realistic. They were spoiled kids who expected their parents to clean up after them every time and thought they were untouchable that’s why the taunted y/n and Soobin by handing them the evidence right in their hands. DUMB !!! In the end though, the punishments they got didn’t make it as ‘’ easy ‘’ as them finding her and the whole thing going down at the end did.

I do believe she got a happy ending even tho it definitely didn’t seem like it with her mom dying and her barely getting any justice lol. But I guess again, it’s a matter of perspective. What she wanted most maybe wasn’t revenge, but freedom that she had always craved. Plus, their jealous assess probably see it as revenge bc she got swept off her feet by Choi Soobin himself.

I love open endings, although this was only a ‘’ semi-open ‘’ ending. Maybe some of you think, like I pitched at the end that they will try to follow her and not give up. Others, would think they’d let her go no matter how painful it’d be - could they perhaps find a new obsession in the city instead?

And also I would say that although my masterlist says ‘’ heavily inspired by ‘’ I only think it ended up being a little inspired by but yeah can’t change it now lol so sorry if u were expecting my girl to pull off such moves like the mc did in the glory.

If you read this far (again) I love you, & even if you didn’t read this whole chapter bc it’s a LOT or you still felt the ending was poopie bc I’m a student who rushes things - thank you, from the bottom of my heart ! I’m excited to see what new projects I will want to do <333

#enha the glory #yandere kpop #kpop yandere #yandere enha #yandere enhypen #enha x reader

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sparxwrites · 1 month

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(if you don't know what divine travel is, a) this won't make much sense, but b) you should because it's cool as hell and i've been conceptually obsessed with it for years now) cw for animal death

“We’re never getting out of here.”

“Shut up, Scar.

“We’re going to be stuck here forever.”

“Scar. Shut up.”

“We’re going to die, all alone–” He sing-songs it, drags out the o into an oooo. “–on this horrible world, full of creepers and zombies and things, in the moon–”

“Scar!” Grian, bloody up to his wrists, bent over desecrated corpses of three white rabbits, looks up at the man pacing circles around him. There’s a loop of viscera around two fingers of his left hand. His right thumb’s tucked just barely under a small, still heart. There’s a deep crease between his brows, dark bags under his eyes.

Scar, politely, stops pacing. Grian’s gaze is a physical weight. “What?” he says, shrugs. “It’s the truth. This is the third one of these we’ve been on, and we died in all the rest of them–”

“Yes, because someone couldn’t–

“–and it was really unpleasant, especially that last one with the piglin–”

“And who’s fault was–!”

“And then those things, in the moon–” He sings that, too, a little wobbly up-and-down like you’d do to make a child laugh. The fear behind it is tangible. “And they keep laughing at me, every time, and I can feel them watching when I–”

“Scar! Will you shut up and listen to me! Please.” Grian pulls his hands free, swipes lank and sweaty hair out of his eyes, off his forehead. “Listen to me. Scar. We’re not dying here. Not today.”

“Well, you might not be, but, as you so kindly keep pointing out, I–” Scar’s pouting, lower lip stuck out, hands in the pockets of his obscenely short shorts. He kicks a rock; it bounces, rolls, comes to a stop next to the glassy, bulging eye of one of the dead rabbits.

“We’re not bloody dying here today,” says Grian, triumphantly, “because I know where the End portal is.” He looks up, around, turns to meet the horizon with his gaze. The world stretches out in front of him, endless, wild, impossible. Foreign. But not entirely unknown – not any more.

“What? How?!” Scar’s staring at him, wide-eyed, something like hope in the set of his brow and mouth for the first time in weeks.

“Divine travel,” says Grian, baring his teeth in a grin. He holds up his hands, bloody, the crimson drying to brown in the cracks of his knuckles. The rabbits are stretched out on the grass, neat anatomical specimens, disembowelled, a fortune read in the warm trail of their removed organs. A map. “I know where we need to go.” He pauses, his eyes alight with all the fire of the sun rising in a halo behind his head. “Scar. Scar. We’re not dying here. Not today. We’re getting out.”

#hermitcraft #hermitfic #desert duo #scarian #i guess or whatever #fic #hermits crafting #also hi guys! not dead. just very busy and barely in fandom any more #but here have some prompt games #prompt was 'divine'#yes yes i stretched how divine travel works a bit shhh

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khruschevshoe · 3 months

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"You too, huh?": An Unhinged Ten/Jack/Martha Meta

Alright, so, Ten/Martha/Jack's dynamic has been rotating rent free in my brain all week. You have two people- Jack and Martha- who both admit to fancying a man who could never love them back, a man who is so embroiled in grief over a woman that Jack clearly once loved as much as he loved the Doctor, a man who showed them the stars and showed them the horrors of the universe. A man who directly leads to them both becoming greater and worse than they ever were before, a man who took their lives and twisted himself inside of every strand of them forever, a man who offered them a hand and kissed them and became the best and the worst thing to ever happen to them.

And it's not just the Year That Never Was- it's more than that. It's Jack dying for the Doctor and then being cursed with eternity and yet despite a century of being tortured by Torchwood/waiting for the Doctor, he never lost hope in the Doctor being able to fix him. It's Martha going through some of the worst shit any companion has had to in a single season (the racism/hopelessness she had to face in Human Nature/Family of Blood, being stuck in the 1960s for months and having to get a job with no guarantee that she'd ever make it out, having to walk the dystopian earth for a year with the weight of the literal world on her shoulders, nearly burning to death due to a living sun, taking on the psychological weight of keeping the Doctor steady- hell, the Doctor's purposeful ignorance of her feelings isn't even at the top of the list and yet it still did damage) and yet managing to find the strength to respect herself and leave.

It's the way that both of them have their images of the Doctor irreversibly cracked at the end of the Year That Never Was. They still believe in the Doctor, would still go to the ends of the earth for the planet, as we see in Journey's End, but they don't quite fancy him anymore. They can't. Jack was tortured and killed over and over again by the Master for a year straight and Martha was forced to walk the burning earth for a year straight while her family was tortured and yet at the end of it all, the Doctor didn't comfort them. He cradled the Master in his arms and begged him to regenerate and sobbed when he didn't.

It's the way that Martha and Jack are the ones to make the initial threats to Davros in Journey's End. (Yes, Sarah Jane helped with the warp star, and made threats of her own, but Martha and Jack opened up the comms. They looked the creator of the Daleks in the eyes and said do you hear me?) Martha and Jack walk off at the end of Journey's End holding hands, because they're so similar, at the end of the day, because they understand each other, because "you too, huh?"

But it's also the Doctor looking at them both and seeing Jack and seeing something wrong with the man he once loved (don't tell me that Nine didn't reciprocate his feelings, I've got a whole post on the Rose/Jack/Nine dynamic) that he can't ignore, because he's the last one of his species and he's the only one left to pay attention to the laws of time. It's the Doctor needing a doctor of his own, someone with a better grasp on themselves than he does, and completely ignoring the damage that it does to her to keep him steady.

It's the Doctor being unable to love Jack while Jack over and over again coming to his call. It's the Doctor coming the second that Martha calls him in the Sontaran Stratagem and maybe, just maybe, realizing that he got something wrong. It's about Martha being a doctor being a soldier and the Doctor being a soldier who never wanted to be a soldier but won't admit that he's a soldier and Jack being a con-man who was fixed and broken by a doctor and so became a soldier to find his Doctor.

(It's about the fact that after Journey's End happened and the Doctor lost Donna and Rose, he really should have realized what he could have had waiting for him. Maybe gone back and groveled and maybe gotten slapped and then gotten hugged. Or kissed. Or they slept together, if that's your jam.)

#did not mean to ramble for so long #i want to read every fic about them #i want to explore the fucked up dynamic between them #I want Jack and Martha to have comfort sex after the Year that Never Was #i want the Doctor to grovel for forgiveness #i want him to understand that he loves them and actually figure out what to deal with that #never would have happened but a girl can dream #ten x jack x martha #tenmartha #jack x martha #ten x jack #listen just as unhinged as the nine/jack/rose ot3 but WAY less wholesome and way more damaged #captain jack harkness #martha jones #tenth doctor #rotating RENT FREE in my brain #meta #i don't even know if this is proper analysis #i just have some FEELINGS about them okay?

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malsmemes · 2 years

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☁️ 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 ☁️

from the band ghost !!

❛ Tonight we're summoned for a divine cause ❜

❛ Smells of dead human sacrifices ❜

❛ Our father who art in hell, unhallowed be thy name ❜

❛ Now celebrate the end ❜

❛ She was an evil woman with an evil old soul, her piercing eyes emotionless a heart so black and cold ❜

❛ 'Tis the night of the witch tonight ❜

❛ Evoke the king of hell ❜

❛ Strike the death knell ❜

❛ Say, can you hear the chimes? ❜

❛ Hear our desperate call ❜

❛ I offer everything they seek ❜

❛ This grave hill stinks of death ❜

❛ We Focus On Your Death ❜

❛ I'm waiting for the night to fall I know that it will save us all ❜

❛ I'm waiting for the night to fall when everything is bearable ❜

❛ In the night I am real ❜

❛ You have the power ❜

❛ You wear the crown ❜

❛ You are cast out from the heavens to the ground, blackened feathers falling down ❜

❛ You will wear your independence like a crown ❜

❛ Two star-crossed lovers reaching out to the beast with many names ❜

❛ He is the shining and the light without whom I cannot see ❜

❛ You're the possessée of avarice ❜

❛ This oasis is a poison well ❜

❛ This oasis is a poison well of rotting carcasses that clog the deep ❜

❛ Ever since you were born you've been dying ❜

❛ All those things that you desire you will find here in the fire ❜

❛ Put your hands up and reach for the sky, cry for absolution ❜

❛ Cry for absolution ❜

❛ The world is on fire. And you are here to stay and burn with me, our funeral pyre ❜

❛ You're so God damn frail ❜

❛ Devoured by shadows we cling to the light ❜

❛ ‘neath heavens torn asunder, you call on me ❜

❛ Are you on the square? ❜

❛ Are you on the level? ❜

❛ Are you ready to swear right here right now ❜

❛ Are you ready to swear right here right now before the devil ❜

❛ Now all your loved ones, and all your kin, will suffer punishments beneath the wrath of God ❜

❛ They're still coming after you and there's nothing you can do ❜

❛ Every day that you feed me with hate I grow stronger ❜

❛ If I could turn back the time I'd make all right ❜

❛ How can it end like this? ❜

❛ There's a sting in the way you kiss me ❜

❛ I don't wanna end like this ❜

❛ Don't you forget about your friend death ❜

❛ Don't you forget that you will die ❜

❛ Someone's flesh is rotting tonight ❜

❛ What you've done you cannot undo ❜

❛ Still, your soul will suffer this plight like your father in hell ❜

❛ Can you see me longing for you forever? ❜

❛ Within your heart, a story to be told ❜

❛ This is the moment of just letting go ❜

❛ Through benediction you tried to rid your mind of malediction ❜

❛ I know you need it now to make you feel alive ❜

❛ It ain't over now, and I ain't talking about forgiveness ❜

❛ It's the cruel beast that you feed ❜

❛ It's your burning yearning need to bleed ❜

❛ You keep a casket buried deep within ❜

❛ You try to mask it but fall back in sin ❜

❛ You wanna shake it off but you're stuck inside ❜

❛ Call out in the middle of the night, for when else would I hear you? ❜

❛ Fall out in the cold starlight, I can save you if you do ❜

❛ You will never walk alone. You can always reach me ❜

❛ Call me when you feel all alone ❜

❛ It's been a long time coming ❜

❛ Though my memories are faded they come back to haunt me once again ❜

❛ Now it's time for me to strike again ❜

❛ I'm dying to see you, my friend ❜

❛ I'm with you always ❜

❛ Remember always that love is all you need ❜

❛ Tell me who you wanna be and I will set you free ❜

❛ There's a darkness at the heart of my love that runs cold, runs deep ❜

❛ Will you spill the wine to summon the divine? ❜

❛ Suffering for the lord is not an easy thing ❜

❛ You shine like the sun and the moon and the stars in the sky ❜

❛ The past is spun like a yarn and mangled with flesh and blood and bones ❜

❛ You've been playing around with magic that is black, but all the powerful magical mysteries never gave a single thing back ❜

❛ It ain't always what it seems when you cling onto a dream, it ain't always there to please you ❜

❛ That glitter wasn't gold as opposed to what they told you ❜

❛ But he's the guy you wanna do and you know that it takes two. Luckily he wants to do you too ❜

❛ Through all the sorrow we've been riding high ❜

❛ Not just another bloody Mary ❜

❛ It was just for fools ❜

❛ You go down just like Holy Mary ❜

❛ Your beauty never, ever scared me ❜

#ask meme #Ask memes #roleplay meme #sentence prompt #roleplay memes #sentence prompts #rp sentence prompts #rp memes #rp sentence starters #lyric memes #sentence starters #ghost #no one cares bc no one reads the tags to these posts but my fave ghost song is mary on a cross :)

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justdoingitforlove · 1 year

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His Secret Lover

( Bakugou x Fem.Reader )

Not prove read so 🫡

Warnings: Angst, foul language throughout, use of violence, mentions of sexual assault, blood and gore mentioned, viewer discretion is advised.

Summary: Bakugou Katsuki. Japan’s best hero. His popularity perceives him as to why you kept your relationship in the dark. For reasons like this. He was afraid And now his worst nightmare had just became reality.

“I’m gonna miss date night,”

His voice over the phone was full of exhaustion as he lays back on his office chair looking at all the papers on his desk.

“Again…”

“Oh it’s alright, love!” Your voice filled his heart only for it to break at the fact he’s missing yet another planned date night, “I’m glad you told me and didn’t leave me hanging.”

He scoffed and places his hand over his head, “Tsk, I wasn’t gonna miss this but I’ve got these files that these shitheads forgot to do so now I’m stuck with even more work then planned.”

“Don’t worry about, babe! It’s fine you’ve got work and I know it hasn’t been easy,” you sigh but still keep a smile, “I have to finish this dress tonight for Madame, anyways, so it will keep me entertained.” You smile in sarcasm and look at the unfinished dress that Madame expected to have done.

Katsuki chuckles but can’t help but clench his fist, annoyed at how well your taking this. Like it doesn’t phase you. He knows this week has kept him occupied from you and it hurts him that you still manage to put up with him. He has no idea what he did to deserve someone like you.

“Yeah well next time I’m making us the best dinner you’ve ever had!” He assured, with his snarky attitude.

“Oh really?” you voice filled with amusement.

“Oh yeah,” he responds in his raspy voice that creates goosebumps all over you, “And trust me. You won’t forget it.”

“I’m looking forward to it,” you giggle, you cheeks turning a shade of pink at his comment.

“I gotta go, babe, this coworkers are gonna be the death of me,” you groan at the fact your two close coworkers arguing again, attempting to find the culprit of who broke the coffee maker.

“And in case you don’t live forever, let me tell you now” he chuckle at your exaggerated comment, “I love you more that you’ll ever wrap your head around.”

His smile that only you can ever get out of him grows, “I don’t want I did to deserve you.”

“Yeah your pretty lucky,” you agree, proudly.

“Oh whatever,” his smile fades at your response but he mumbles, “I love you most.”

You giggle and end the call until you realize the spot your still in. Crazy coworkers and an unfinished dress, how the gods have some plan for you.

He places his phone in his pocket and faces reality. Shitheads messed everything up. Why does he have to be the one to clean this up?

—

Time passes by and the sun slowly starts to set. Katsuki is halfway finished and he’s about ready to leave. That’s until his close friend runs into his office.

“What the hell is your problem!?” Katsuki looks up, too pissed to even notice his friends face.

“We just got a call from Deku’s Agency,” his face looks pale, “Bakugou it’s bad.”

“What the fuck does that mean?” Katsuki’s voice is serious. “Kirishima! What the fuck does it mean!?” He is eager to know but the words won’t come out of his mouth. He opens his mouth as Katsuki get closer and pulls his collar. He wasn’t ready for the words that came out of his mouth.

“Bakugou, they got her.”

—

“Planned another date night?” Your close coworker, (RN) ask, curious.

“We did, but change of plans,” you sigh, focusing on the finale sew, leaning back against your fun spinning chair, “We both had to work late, so it wasn’t gonna work anyways.”

(R/N) couldn’t help but feel bad, “Well maybe after this, you wanna grab a bite at whatever’s open?”

“Y’know that new ramen place just opened and I have been dying to try it,” you gave cheeky smirk as she was offering. She smiled and nodded her head.

You finally get up to stretch you back and head to the fabric closet. You open and noticed some of the fabric you needed was missing.

“(R/N), did you and (O/N) use the rest of the red velvet?! You know I need to get this dress done by tonight,” you groan, grabbing the closest red you could get.

“(R/N)?” You ask, wondering why she didn’t answer. You close the door and wait again for a response. There is no way she didn’t hear you. You guys were supposed to be the last ones out of the building.

“Y-,”

Before you could say anything, you were thrown to the ground by a huge explosion. You couldn’t hear from your right ear for the longest time as you were trying realize what happened. You look and see your coworker, dead. Your eyes widen as you desperately crawl over to her lifeless body. You open your mouth but heard nothing come out. You were surrounded by smog and blue fire. You could feel someone come from behind you.

It was dusty and your surroundings lacked oxygen. What happened? You couldn’t hear yourself scream in pain as you feel a sharp feeling in your left shoulder. Needles upon needles dug into your sink. You crying in pain as you pull it out one by one.

“Fuck!” You cry, “(R/N)! Oh my—“ you cover your mouth as you look at her body, “Please! Wake up! Damn it! Wake up!” Uncontrollable pain unfolds as the tears stream down your face. You look around trying to gain a balance. Weak knees, you sway up and hold on to wall, covering you mouth. Your coughs become constant and your losing sight. Fucking hell. You go toward the nearest exit and push the door open only to be pushed back but more blue fire. You scream out, angry and hurt.

“ANYONE! HELP PLEASE!” You scream until you collapse again at your feet, “H-help..” you cough out.

You fall to the grounds slowly except defeat. The last you see was a tall man walking up to you, slowly. Kneeling down and looks at you in pity.

“You have such a pretty face,” the voice speaks, touching your cheek. You swear they say something else but you blank into a deep sleep.

——

“Bakugou, you need to calm down—“

“CALM DOWN? You did NOT just tell me to calm down when the literal love of my life could be dead,” Katsuki slams his hands on his desk after pacing back and forth for what felt like hours.

“What is me standing around and being relaxed going to solve ANYTHING?!”

“IT KEEPS YOU FROM DOING ANYTHING RECKLESS!” Kirishima pushes him back before he could get closer to his face.

“KEEPS YOU IN PLACE AND KEEPS HER SAFE!”

“SAFE?!” Katsuki scoffs in disbelief, “HER SAFE IS BEING ANYWHERE BUT WITH THAT SICK BASTER, DABI.”

“Kacchan, you need to calm down if we want anything to get done!” The pro hero Deku, or others know him as Midoriya, speaks up.

“This isn’t just some assignment we can hand in, Deku!” Katsuki yells, annoyed he was butting in the conversation.

“But since you’ve made it your life mission to but in every conversation you hear, tell me this—why haven’t we’ve done anything?” Katsuki walks up to the kid he’s competing against.

“That’s because we don’t know what we’re are getting ourselves into,” Midoriya response. They stare at each for what seems like forever until Katsuki gets the better of himself.

“WHAT MORE IS THERE? WE KNOW—“

“NOTHING!” Midoriya cuts him off, “WE KNOW NOTHING. WE DON’T KNOW WHAT HE WANTS OR WHAT HE IS GOING TO DO NEXT.”

“SO LETS CATCH HIM DOWN! GET HIS LOCATION THEN—“

“THEN WHAT, KACCHAN?!” Midoriya’s voice cracks, “Then what? Attack him by putting, (Y/N)’s life at risk?”

Katsuki backs down and stays quiet, still pissed.

“FINE. LETS SAY, you find his location, right? You track him down, find him, he notices you got him then he sets everything a blaze, THEN WHAT? The minute you go and find them, BOOM. DABI kills her. Right on spot,” Midoriya has a serious tone and it freezes everyone in place, “You catch him but (Y/N) is what, dead!? We don’t know his game plan!”

The room is quiet for a long minute, until he speaks again.

“We know that only certain amount of people knew about your relationship with, (Y/N). No one said anything. So he must have been stalking her or you guys for a while.”

“He probably learned her routine and caught her off guard,” Kirshima mumbles.

“We have Uravity and Froppy on the scene right now and they located 1 dead body. It’s not (Y/N), just a really close coworker,” Midoriya speaks.

Katsuki blurs out the voices and is mind is full of questions. Since when was Deku in control of the mission to save HIS lover? Why were all of DEKU’S plans better than his own? They instantly disappear once Midoriya speaks again.

“I think we have a solid plan, Kacchan, but there are rules,” Midoriya speaks. He sounds so mature, when did he get so mature—wait. Rules.

“How dare you….” Katsuki voice gets low as he stares deep into the innocent green eyes. Midoriya’s eyes widen, “Threaten me…”

“COMMAND ME?!” Katsuki was a loud person but something about his tone melted the others into a puddle.

“I don’t trust you will keep her safe,” those crimson eyes are filled with to many emotions, “I don’t trust you enough to bring her back, ALIVE.”

“You can’t go solo on this mission. Not this time,” Midoriya’s time matches his. Katsuki was furious and filled with emotion that only you could help him control.

“I’m not willing to risk the life of someone who is close to me as she is too you.”

“Fine,” Katsuki agreed plainly, not wanting to waste more time arguing about pointless shit, “We will play your game. But if anything happens to her—,”

“Noting with, Kacchan,” Midoriya países him halfway, places a hand on Katsuki’s shoulder, “I give you my word.”

A cry if pain is let out as you wake, feeling everything once again.

“LET ME GO—AAAHH—LET ME GO!” You beg, feeling uncomfortable as your tied on a pole, blinded from the world.

“LET ME OUT OF HERE! PLEASE!”

“Oh how your so cute when you beg,” a deep unfamiliar voice speaks, sending you into shock.

“W-who are you?” Your voice is frightened but demanding, “What—what the HELL DO YOU WANT FROM ME!”

“Let me look at you, doll,” the voice echos in your head as you feel him getting closer to you, caressing your body as he makes sure his touch is all over you.

“Mmh, how could one hide such a beautiful body like yours.”

You feel his cold hands touch you as your are near bare skin, only half covered as your dress was nearly burned to crisp.

“Don’t you dare touch me,” you bite back, getting a feel of the floor and stepping back. Still blinded from the blindfold, you still managed to sense him touch you in places you don’t want him near.

“I love the fight, babe, but c’mon,” he chuckles, his voice getting closer to your ear.

“You don’t have a choice.”

Your mind was pretty blurry after he knocked you down. You felt him inside you moments after, making you feel worse. All you could do was cry and scream, not enjoying any of it.

BREATH

Was all you could do.

It wasn’t long after an explosion was heard next door. You had a feeling you were going to be saved. You didn’t want to die. You didn’t want any of this. But what could you have done. Weak, sore, nothing was ever gonna be the same.

“FUCKER!” A voice of hope screamed. Katsuki’s voice.

“GET THE HELL AWAY FROM HER!”

Damn it (Y/N) get up! You cry to yourself, feeling too vulnerable for your liking. You needed to get the hell out of there.

“Ahhh, we’ll if it isn’t Japan’s greatest hero,” Dabi chuckles, standing off you and looking toward Katsuki, still near you.

“Unfortunately you are not alone,” Dabi mutters, annoyed, but keeps his pride close.

“I SAID. GET. THE. HELL. AWAY FROM HER.”

“I’m guessing by your face, you two know each other,” Dabi smirks, responding sarcastically.

Before Katsuki could attack, Midoriya steps up.

“Let her go, Dabi,” Midoriya’s voice is cold as he holds back Katsuki.

“You really think you scare me, DEKU?” Dabi gets pissy.

“Don’t be stupid, Dabi. Let her go. She has nothing to do with this,” Kirshima’s voice speaks from the back.

“She has everything to do with this,” Dabi’s voice gets louder, “She is the kryptonite to you ProHeros.” He looks down at you, running his fingers into your messed up hair.

“Lay another finger and I SWEAR—,”

“You swear?” Dabi looks back at Katsuki’s face. He can sense the fear and anger surrounding the room.

“Trust me there was more than that,” Dabi let’s out a cold chuckle, “And let me tell you she was exquisite~”

“I GONNA KILL YOU!” Katsuki couldn’t keep it in and slams Dabi on the floor.

“DEKU, GRAB HER,” Katsuki keeps Dabi on the floor and Midoriya rushes to you and get you out really fast. Everything was happening all at once. Fighting. Screaming. Blood. It was pure war. For only a second you could breath. Midoriya later you on a build while Katsuki had his foot on Dabi’s throat. Midoriya looks away for just a second. And quick second, just to see Katsuki’s eyes of anger and hate. Then it happen.

Dabi’s laugh is pure evil, “Guess my job is done.”

Before Katsuki could react, Dabi sets flames, causing Katsuki to let go of him. A loud boom echos and the flames die out fast. Just like that, Dabi is gone.

“FUCK!” Katsuki screams, but quickly realizes his current situation and goes toward Midoriya.

“(Y/N)—,” He paused himself, looking at the small body in the hands of Midoriya.

He swore the world when still, feeling the air escape his lungs making every breath harder to control. He couldn’t keep his eyes off you.

“T-They shot her,” Midoriya sobs out.

“N-no—No, no, no, no, no NO,” A painful cry is let out of the so vulnerable Katsuki. He never cried like this before. He cried all the time with you, especially on your wedding day, but this—no. This was something else. His breath was staggered and his eyes were red. He was in the mind set of shock and emptiness. Like if everything he once was, died. And something in him did die. His sprit and life was short lived. He didn’t even get to say goodbye.

He sweeps the girl off Midoriya’s hands so fast and hold her as if she was a new born. He mutter why as he grazed his finger tips on the rose smelt hair of the new shampoo you were eager to try. He remembers the smile you had and the live you showed when you ranted on and on about this chemical substance that can do wonders for your hair. No just a memory. And dead forgotten memory he now has to bring up to shed light at your funeral. Or to your parents when they find out their little girl is now dead at the hands of the hero that has protected millions—hell saved billions. But he just couldn’t save you.

“You gave me your word,” Was all that came out of him after a long and loud silence.

“What—,”

“You gave me your word, that if we did things your way—your stupid fucking plan— YOUR WAY. SHE. Would be safe!”

Katsuki didn’t stare at the green boy, his tears though not as nearly as red as Katsuki’s. He didn’t notice the hurt and shame that was already graved in this boy the minute he lost you. He only saw betrayal. Betrayal of trust he gave to his friend. For thinking for even a second, he had the right answer. He just needed someone to blame.

“I gave you my trust,” Katsuki spoke, still holding you but now he was standing.

“And she trusted me,” Katsuki’s let out a small sob before he spoke again, not taking his eyes away from you.

“I-I promised a date—I promised I would keep this away from her I-,” other word didn’t come out but a whimper. After was a scream.

“I’m sorry—I’m so sorry!”

“No-,” Midoriya speaks, shaking his head as he attempts to comfort his friend. He hold his mouth. They were shocked. Torn from the innocent death of the Pro Hero Dynamite’s Secert Lover.

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gunpowder-tim · 1 year

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so. podcast reccomendations

putting this under a read more it got l o n g

Ones i have listened to -

*Inkwyrm - COMPLETE, My ultimate fav podcast ever -id listen to the original first ep before the first ep redo cause i think it kinda makes more sense idk, Putting up with her boss is hard enough, but with the cutthroat fashion industry, and whatever is trying to kill everyone today, Mella and the gang have their hands full. One part sit-com, one part space opera.

*Kaleidotrope - COMPLETE, the cutest fucking shit ever filled with tropes and gayass idiots, The plot centers around Drew and Harrison, two reluctant college radio co-hosts-turned-accidental-advice-givers who find themselves in the middle of the campus’s oldest mystery: Do happy endings really happen at Sidlesmith? Can you really find your trope?

*Hell or High Rollers - 11 eps so far! dnd podcast but very rp based much less mechanic based /pos, A table top role play podcast following the adventures of 4 Villains and their attempt to escape eternal damnation. theyre trying to escape hell and they have to get through all nine layers before they can!!

The Beacon - season 3 coming, After surviving a dangerous encounter with a monster, Bee discovers she has the magical ability to control fire. Confused and with no heroic aspirations, she reaches out online to try and find others with impossible powers like hers - but finding them is only half the battle. only listened to a few eps of this but its v enjoyable

Girl in Space - season 2 coming, Nothing fancy here -- just the simple audio diary of a girl in space. Also, there’s this weird and potentially ominous light in the distance that seems to be growing steadily closer. fun space stuff!

Violet Beach - COMPLETE, On New Year's Day, 2018, the lives of seven friends in the town of Violet Beach, Maryland, change forever. As weird sci-fi happenings become less "fi" and more reality every day, they begin keeping record of their experiences. These are those records. dont remember much abt the content (listened to it a long time ago lmao) but i remember enjoying it v much

Overkill - COMPLETE(?), After 19-year-old Aya Velasquez died mysteriously in Harding Park, no one seemed to care. At least not until a preteen medium accidentally summoned Aya herself to solve the mystery. With no memory of her death and no shortage of questions, Aya must make friends with her fellow ghosts and discover the truth behind the nation's most haunted park. v cool ghost shit but not horrory and also gay

Midnight Radio - COMPLETE, Drawing inspiration from 1950s radio serials and ghost stories, Midnight Radio follows two women finding love through an unlikely correspondence about community, leaving your small hometown, our relationship to the past, what it means to be haunted, and what we leave behind when we die. Remember: all ghost stories are love stories.

Death by Dying - season 2 in progress(?) The Obituary Writer of Crestfall, Idaho finds himself deeply in over his head as he investigates a series of strange and mysterious deaths… when he is supposed to simply be writing obituaries. Along the way he encounters murderous farmers, man-eating cats, haunted bicycles, and a healthy dose of ominous shadows. nightvale esque with a weird lil town, fun concept cool characters, the obituary writer is on the podcast tumblr like all the time and is v nice sauifgdsukf

36 Questions - COMPLETE, musical podcast! bit :/ cause its like got real celebs n shit in it but its good!!!!, In a last-ditch attempt to salvage their crumbling marriage, a couple uses the 36 questions—an experiment known for making strangers fall in love—to save their own relationship.

Directive - 2 seasons, when this came out the tumblr for the podcast messaged people to ask them to listen to it skjdfgdsk, listen to all of part 1 all at once, i didnt know there was a season two so idk abt that but this is sad so just bear that in mind , A Sci Fi series about a man stuck alone for 20 years, taking care of sleeping passengers on a ship to colonize a new planet.

*Love and Luck - hiatus since 2020 possibly finished, Love and Luck is a fictional radio play podcast, told via voicemails. It’s a slice of life queer romance story with a touch of magic. very cute and nice and lighthearted

Dining in The Void - season 3 coming, When six alien celebrities are trapped onboard a space station, they will have to work together to survive--or die at the hands of an unknown monster. pretty sure i was/am mutuals (or sth) w someone who voice acts in this which i didnt know when i started listening, heavy themes i think kinda

Raising the Dead Again - indefinate hiatus, Raising the Dead Again is a triweekly podcast that follows a young, modern-day necromancer - a young man by the name of Quincy Bejanaro - before, during, and after making the biggest mistake of his life: resurrecting long-dead adventurers. really really loved this one sad theres only 9 eps :( and the story is unfinished

some of these do not have great input from me bc i listened to them years ago n my memory is garbage - starred ones are my favourites, pink is my opinion, italics are official descriptions

other ones i love but Do Not Reccomend are king falls am and eos 10 bc the creators r stupid ass losers and also the last season of eos 10 is so fucking stupid lmao

#rai.txt #there is 14 podcasts on this list #i can reccoomend more perhaps but these ones.#idk like i didnt wanna reccomend like taz or wtnv yknow?#but yeah #hope yall think these r good suggestions #if u wanna know a bit more abt one of them send an ask or sth!

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would you like to talk about this comic? I'm a bit interested

i'm! not much of a story teller and it's been fucking AGES since i've thought about it! but i'll give it a try! please keep in mind i was 15-17 when i first thought this up, i can show you some art when i get home! i also was using (with permission, at the time) a friends ocs/other characters

so it was about these three girls (the "leader of the group" (Antoinette/Toni (my one friends character), Melanie 'Mac' Anne Campbell (the SCOTTISH supernatural buff who was OBSESSED with aliens (my character)), and Beatrice/Bea (the 'vessel'/The Magician (like the card) also she basically has a spidey sense/prophetic visions/'gut feeling'/etc) whose souls are kind of cursed to forever return to Hell or a divine war would be wrought unto the world!!!!!!!! oh noooo!!!!!!

through a loophole (them playing with a ouija (they have died to go to hell in previous lives)) they end up in hell where they meet Lucifer, who they run away from at some point (how? idk....don't ask me........) (probably from the help of a demon (an old friends oc)) and end up in the arms of a rogue Grim Reaper (my oc Elliot, whom i have talked about once or twice) who is in love with Sekani (who was the egyptian god Anubis at the time when i first made this), the grim reaper he was training under (if that matters....these two are my babies, i have to mention the both of them together)

if i remember correctly, if the girls wanted to be free of the curse, they had to collect like. ancient artifacts, one of them was the ankh of Anubis and Bea was the vessel for Lucifer? so that he could leave hell i think there were like 4 to 6, but i only remember the one. one mightve been an angels horn too but idr

i know that i wanted it to end with Luci and God kind of sort of reconciling? that's about all i remember

some other random shit i remember:

i had 12 angels to stay around God (His name was Miguel?? also Jesus had a pet donkey named Maggy (like Mary Magdalene))

Gabriel/Gabrielle was a hijabi who was very grumpy and orderly, Soriel was a too cool for this shit guy, Raphael was a mix of both Aziraphale and Crowley, Dina/Jophiel was the angel of love (??) Uriel was my favorite and was mute? i think? or at least a very silent angel? there was one who was a stuck up bitch, started with a T.

the comic was inspired by Good Omens, what little i knew about the bible, The Kane Cronicles (Percy Jackson but egyptian), Supernatural, and "Death Rides a Pale Horse" by Piers Anthony

Elliot ended up dying and coming back as Life?? i think??????????

also, Elliot and Sekani "break up" because Elliot didnt like that these three innocent souls (past lives of Toni, Mac, and Bea) were to be brought straight to hell and wanted to stop this injustice! also, Elliot broke Sekani's precious guitar given to him by a human love (SAD!)

Elliot was the oc to get the most trauma! he was my trauma oc who also changed as my identity changed COOL

Elliot was called Emily when i first created him

the comic's name was "What In Hell"

Mac, my character was made before i knew i was trans and i think it's funny that my name (Max) is so close to hers, just a funny thought

i'll post a couple pages in a reblog this shit is so fucking long

#max's asks #enby-raccoon #little buddies

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yo got any ideas surrounding extremely angry/vengeful ghosts lying around anywhere

Ayoooooooo we got you covered! Hot, fresh vengeful ghost prompts, coming right up:

A. Admin Kasi:

“You think you can murder ME??? ME?!??”

After dying alone hundreds of years ago, Character A is stuck, alone once more, haunting their home. After centuries, someone finally moves in, only to experience the wrath of what years of loneliness can do.

What do you get when you mix a really, really annoyed ghost with someone who really, really tries to be good at musical instruments? A super angry ghost that really. Really. Wants them to stop playing instruments.

When a person dies, they come back as a ghost with no memories. Stuck in an endless loop of missing knowledge, anger and frustration is sure to rise.

Character A was shocked when someone just moves into their house and starts making it their own. Even worse, they keep ignoring Character A and they keep talking about a ghost?

Growing up as best friends, Character A is absolutely heartbroken when Character B dies. They begin carrying their ashes in a vial around their neck, not knowing that they’re forcing Character A to remain with them forever. Wanting to just pass on, Character B has to raise absolute hell in order for Character A to notice and let them move on.

During a zombie apocalypse, Character A survives for a long time, until Character B murders them to get away from a horde of zombies. With vengeance fresh, Character A learns they can possess zombies, and begins to enact their revenge.

Admin M:

As it turns out, ghosts are only vengeful for a period time of time after they die. The more wrong done to them before their death, the longer this period can be. The ghost that Character A comes across definitely fits the classification of being a vengeful ghost based on their time of death, but they don't seem angry. They just seem...sad. It's almost like they died from a broken heart, and how are you supposed to avenge that?

When Character A hears the old phone ring in their new apartment, they attribute it to the strange ghost that seems to be haunting the building, but the voice on the other end was very real (even if it was the voice of a person from 50 years ago). Using this phone, Characters A and B are able to communicate across time -- they slowly fall in love as the haunted building becomes more and more active. Eventually, the truth is revealed -- the ghost is the spirit of Character B, and Character A has no idea what they did 50 years ago to piss Character B off. Clearly, their phone relationship didn't end well.

Not knowing that they're dead, two vengeful ghosts (Characters A and B) decide to go to anger management. Their therapist (Character C) is a bit worried about the fact that they can actually SEE THROUGH their clients, but the pay is good, so why not give this a shot?

When Character A falls in love with ghost Character B, the two expected to live together happily forever. Ghosts don't last forever, though, and Character B loses a little bit more of who they were with every year that passed, growing more angry and more vengeful over time. Character A feels terrible and never says this out loud, but they're afraid Character B is going to go too far one day and make them just like them.

This isn't a regular ghost story -- instead of spirits floating through the air, Character A is a data ghost floating through the Cloud. They decided to sign up for this when they died. It seemed like a great idea at the time, after all, who wouldn't want to live forever? What Character A failed to do was read the fine print: the circuits of the data ghost system simply cannot handle the force of human emotions. If a data ghost feels anything too powerfully, they'll simply burn out and cease to exist.

When friends (Characters A, B, C, and D) return to their home town to pay homage to the grave of their long lost friend (Character E) on the anniversary of their death, they're confronted -- not by a friendly ghost, but by one that's particularly vengeful that blames the group for their death. To save the soul of Character E and their own lives, Characters A, B, C, and D must solve the decade-long mystery of Character E's wrongful death and prove once and for all who's the blame for the tragedy (unless they wanted 4 new tragedies to also befall the town).

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𝕱𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖄𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖘 (Forever Yours)

Fem!Vamp OC x Dwayne

NSFW 18+

TW: Smut, blood, murder

The sunlight crept in through the small crack in the heavy black curtains. Awoken by a growing burning sensation on your arm, you shot up out of your bed and practically threw yourself into the darkest corner of your room. You looked down to examine your arm to find it slightly burnt. You then look over to the beam of light that was coming through from the slight part in between the curtains. Letting out a frustrated growl, you make your way over to the window, careful to stay out of the path of the light. Making sure that the curtains were now properly shut, you make a mental note to get some black paint to cover the glass of the windows so something like this didn’t happen again. You would only be painting the window in your bedroom though, since that is where you slept and you liked to have the curtains open in the other parts of the house at night when you were awake and staying in for the night. Especially on a full moon. “God damn sunlight.” You muttered angrily to yourself as you made your way back over to your bed. Feeling the pull of the sun beckoning you back into your slumber, you crawl back into your bed and under your covers. Letting out a heavy and tired breath, you close your eyes, letting sleep consume you once again.

As the sun sunk into the horizon and the sky grew dark, you woke. Pulling yourself out from under the heavy blanket, you made your way over to the bathroom to get ready for the night. I guess at this point in the story, you are wondering who the hell I am and why the sun has such an effect on me. Well, my name is Alexandra and I am a vampire. Yes, you heard that right. I am a blood sucking creature of the night and I have been for the last five hundred years. I was turned in 1481, at the age of just eighteen, by a man named Deacon. Deacon found me beaten, bloody and on the brink of death. He had told me that, at first, he was simply going to keep on walking and leave me to die. But for some unknown reason, even to him, he couldn’t. So, to his dismay, he found himself kneeling down next to my body, cut open his wrist with his claw and bled into my mouth and therefore, starting my transition into vampirism. In the beginning, Deacon wasn’t sure that he had made the right decision in turning me. I was timid, fearful and reluctant to even make my first kill. The one that would complete my transition. But as time passed, I grew into my new life. By the time the next century had come around, I had become, in his words, “such a stunningly calculated and vicious killer.” Deacon knew then that he had made the right decision that night he found me. For the next couple of centuries, we stuck together. First as teacher and pupil, but then as friends. But that friendship came to an end one night as Deacon was killed by a hunter while protecting me. As my old friend lay dying, and the hunter distracted by having just taken him down, I came up behind him and ripped out his throat. After killing the hunter, I quickly made my way over to Deacon and knelt down beside him, much like he had done the night he turned me. Only now, there was nothing that I could do to save his life as he had saved mine.

As the next couple of centuries went by, I found myself becoming more and more of a recluse. By the time the 1900s had rolled around, I had come to start to despise what I was. I wondered if this was what it was going to be like for the rest of my life, and being that I was a vampire, that would be a long time. I would often find myself longing for a companion, a friend, maybe even a lover that I could spend my eternity with. As I let the body of my most recent victim fall to the ground, I looked up at the night sky. Closing my eyes, I let my mind wander, as it often did. Suddenly, I heard the snap of a stick on the forest floor. Whipping my head in the direction of the sound, I scanned my surroundings for what had made the sound. After a moment, my eyes fell onto a figure. I could tell that the figure wasn’t human. It didn’t smell like one. Although, the smell coming off of it was quite intoxicating. I found myself moving towards the figure, who this whole time, had yet to move. As I got closer, I could start to make out the details of his face and body. He was tall, solid, with broad shoulders. His hair long and dark brown. As my eyes travelled to his face, I was struck by his beauty. He had a strong and defined jawline, light stubble and a strong nose. As my eyes found his, I was met with the most beautiful dark brown eyes that I had ever seen. I had never felt like this before, especially for a man, let alone a strange man that had just caught me feeding. Before I could even gather my thoughts, he spoke. “I found you.” He started, as he took a few cautious steps forward. “I thought that the stories of mates were just that, but here you are, my love.” He finished. He was now standing in front of my frozen form. He took stock of my shocked and confused face and let out a chuckle. The sound sent the most amazing shivers up my spine. “I suppose you don’t know what I am talking about, do you?” He questioned. His eyes staring deeply into my own and his hand coming up to cup my cheek. It was at that moment, when his skin made contact with mine, that I found myself able to move and speak again. ”Who are you?” I asked, reaching my own hand up to touch his face.

As soon as my hand made contact with his face, he closed his eyes and leaned into my touch. After a moment, he opened his eyes, remembering my question. “My name is Dwayne. I’m like you, I’m a vampire. So, no need to worry about me seeing your little friend over there.” He said, using his head to gesture over to the discarded body I had just fed on. It is only then that I realize that my mouth and chin is still covered in blood. I moved my hand that was on his face to wipe my mouth. Dwayne let out a low and amused chuckle. “No need to worry, my love. You look absolutely stunning in red.” He said with a glint in his eyes. “Alexandra. My name is Alexandra.” I say to him in an almost whisper, still in a dazed, trance-like state, as I look at him. “Alexandra.” He quietly repeated to himself and closed his eyes, as if he was testing out how my name would sound coming out of his mouth. Opening his eyes again and looking back at me, he smiled. “Let me get rid of your little friend over there, then we can go somewhere more comfortable to talk and get to know each other.” He suggests. “Okay.” Was all I could say, as every time I looked at him, I seemed to almost entirely lose my ability to speak. I watched as he picked up the man's body and disappeared into the darkness.

I walked over to a tree and sat on the ground, leaning back against it. I waited for what seemed like ten to fifteen minutes for Dwayne to return. The whole time, I was going over in my head what he had said to me. Mates. We were mates. I mean, he could be lying to me, but I had this overwhelming feeling that he wasn’t. I felt like I could trust him, like we had this connection. I felt it the second I looked into his eyes. That brought me to wonder why Deacon had never told me about any of this. In all the years I spent with my friend, he had never once mentioned anything of our kind having mates. I felt almost a little betrayed. Why hadn’t he told me? Did he himself not know? I was brought out of my thoughts by Dwayne. “Are you alright, my love?” He asked, squatting down to my level and placing a gentle hand on my knee. I looked up at him and gave him a small smile. “Yes, I’m fine. Just lost in my own thoughts.” I told him. He returned my smile and stood back up. “Come on. Let’s get out of here.” He said, offering me his hand to help me up. I smiled up at him and took his hand. “Thank you.” I said, as he pulled me up.

I took him back to my house and we spent the night sitting on the couch talking and getting to know each other. The way I felt the longer I was in his presence, was almost overwhelming. But at the same time, I never wanted the feeling to go away. “Lost in your thoughts again?” He asked as he brushed the stray hair out of my face and let his hand come to rest on my cheek. “I’m sorry, Dwayne. I don’t mean to get so distracted. It’s just that, I’ve never felt like this before.” I tell him truthfully. I reach up to his hand that is on my cheek and let mine lay on top of it, leaning into his touch. “ Neither have I.” He says as he leans in closer. “I can already feel it consuming me, and I don’t want it to stop until all I am is you.” He quietly confesses. His face is now so close to mine. I reach my free hand up to trace my fingers along his face, examining every detail. I can’t help the pull that I feel when I look into his eyes. I guess he felt it too, as he closed the gap between us and our lips finally met. The second our lips met, it was like my whole body was on fire, but in the best possible way. It was quite the contrast to my normal ice cold state. It was like everything just clicked into place and in that moment I knew. I would be with Dwayne forever. No matter what happened, nothing could break me from his side. My arms found their way around his neck and my hands into his hair, while Dwayne moved his hands down my sides until they rested on my hips. Suddenly, I was lifted up and onto his lap. Everything was so heated and passionate. As I straddled Dwayne, he pulled back for a moment and looked at me. “You’re so beautiful.” He said to me with a lovestruck look on his face and I was certain that I was looking at him the same way. I was sure that if I were still human, I would be blushing like mad at his compliment.

Before I could say anything, Dwayne pulled me back in for another kiss. The more heated we became, the more I could feel that I was losing myself. As if my hips had a mind of their own, they started to rock against Dwayne, making him groan in pleasure against my lips. His lips left mine once again, but this time, they trailed along my jaw and made their way down my neck, leaving wet kisses in their path. As I leaned my head back, a moan suddenly escaped my lips at the feeling of one of Dwayne’s hands finding its way up and under my dress, only to stop at my core as he lightly brushed his thumb over me. My hands fisted his hair and he dipped his hand into my underwear. It was odd how warm his skin felt on mine in that moment. Though Dwayne’s hand didn’t let me dwell on that for too long, as he started to run his thumb up and down, parting me and feeling my wetness. He buried his face into the crook of my neck. “You’re already so wet, my love.” He said, his voice low, husky and dripping with lust. I moved my hips again, practically grinding myself against his hand. Dwayne took this as a sign to move things along further. “I’m going to make you feel so good.” He said into my neck before plunging his finger deep inside me. It felt so amazing, and if this was how good just his finger felt, god, I can’t even imagine how euphoric he would feel inside me.

Dwayne and I laid there in my bed, tangled up in the sheets and each other. We had decided that we should move things to the bedroom where it would be more comfortable. It was only about an hour before the sun would be rising, meaning that we had been going at it all night. One of the best things about being a vampire, was the stamina. Dwayne was laying on his back, his arms around me as I was half laying on top of him with my head resting on his chest, my arm across his torso and my left leg slung over and in between his. I moved my head slightly so I could look up at him. “You should probably stay here today. It’s almost sunrise.” I suggested. While we were talking last night, before everything got so heated, he had told me that he had three brothers and they were all living in a cave. So I knew that he had somewhere safe to go, but I didn’t want him to leave just yet. The cave apparently wasn’t too far from my house either, only about twenty minutes away. It made me wonder why or how I hadn’t run into him or his brothers sooner. I had been living in Santa Carla for a while now, about thirty years or so. Either way, I was just glad that we had found each other now. Dwayne looked down at me and gave me a smile that almost made my still heart start beating again for the first time in centuries. He seemed to have that effect on me since the moment that I laid eyes on him. “Okay, but you know, If I could have it my way, we would never leave this bed.” He told me, a flirtatious and lustful look on his face. I snuggled in closer to him, if that was even possible, and let out a content sigh. “That would truly be my idea of heaven.” I told him, closing my eyes but not yet falling asleep.

You didn’t see it, but Dwayne was looking down at you, his eyes filled with all the love he had. He himself couldn’t believe that, after all these years, he had finally found his mate. When Max had told him, Marko, David and Paul about vampires having mates, he felt an ache in his chest. It was an ache of longing. From that moment, Dwayne was almost always on the lookout for his mate. He had hoped that one night he would find you, but as time passed, he had started to feel the dread set in. He wondered if he would ever find his mate and to his dismay, he had started to feel like giving up. That was until tonight. He had felt you and he blindly followed that feeling until he started to smell you, then he saw you. The moment he saw you, your face buried in the neck of your victim, he was instantly in love. The way you pulled your face back out of his neck, leaned your head back and let the remaining blood drip down your chin and neck, Dwayne had to stop himself from going right up to you, grabbing you and taking you right then and there. Instead, he calmed himself and made himself known to you. Dwayne felt you shift, pulling him out of his thoughts. “I hope that all this means that I am yours and you are mine.” You said to him, your voice tired but still the most wonderful sound he had ever heard. “I am yours for as long as you’ll have me, my love.” He said to you as he brushed his fingers through your hair. “Well then, you shall be mine forever.” You told him, a loving smile on your face. “And you will be mine forever.” Dwayne said, pulling you into a kiss.

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