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ggukiepie · 11 months

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girl in luv (boy in luv pt. 6)

pairing: jungkook x reader

summary: jungkook finally tells you what you've been wanting to hear for so long...but you're still not happy

tags: bil!couple, college!au, bff!jk, two idiots in love, angst (what's new), fluff, happy ending !!!, kissing hihi

wc: 3.5k

a/n: lmaoooo hi im sorry this took so long. i didn't like what i originally wrote so i scrapped the whole thing and well here it is! i hope u guys like it. this is the last part for the series. tho i do plan to post some drabbles here and there (like their first time together maybe) but no promises anw thats its bye happy reading !!!! series masterlist / main masterlist

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Your phone suddenly buzzes—someone was calling you. Though, instead of answering it, you stuff your phone between your couch cushions to block out the noise. You don’t dare look at your screen, sure you’ll get tempted to answer the call—whoever that was. You haven’t got much social interaction these days, always choosing to go straight home after each class, eating by yourself, declining invites to parties and hangouts. It’s not like anyone’s forcing you to be this way. You did this to yourself, really. You’d rather be alone than hangout with people. You didn’t have the energy to do so. You just wanted to be in your bubble a little bit longer.

Deep down, you know you’re craving to talk to someone. Anyone. But somehow you always end up alone. With your thoughts.

Self-sabotage, if you will.

The thoughts don’t help either. Your mind always drifts to Jungkook. Sometimes you think about him and his girlfriend. Most of the time, you think of your friendship. You missed what you had, even though you had to guard your heart every time, even if you got your hopes up at the simplest of actions. You missed being with Jungkook because for the time you were with him, he felt like he was…yours? There was no doubt that you were his. Had been from the start but didn’t realize it till later on. Your heart always craved for him, yearned for him when he wasn’t with you. Your heart felt lighter when you were together, be it doing the most mundane of things or sharing a special moment.

If you could just toughen up and tell him how you feel. But it was easier said than done. He already indirectly rejected you when he got together with some girl. But why would he reject you if he never knew how you felt? Maybe you were too busy protecting your heart, protecting the friendship you might lose if you would’ve confessed. You never thought he’d feel the same, even though you had moments that felt like he did.

You shake your head to rid your thoughts. You try to focus on writing the essay in front of you. Your Friday nights felt different now—stuck doing homework while your friends were partying.

You’re finally two pages deep when you hear frantic knocking on your door. You check the time on your laptop and see it’s a little past one in the morning. You suddenly rush to open your door, scared that you’d get a noise complaint all of a sudden.

You stand frozen, mouth agape at the scene in front of you.

“Huh?” you dumbly say.

It’s your three closest friends in your doorway. Jimin and Taehyung are somewhat conscious—at least they’re standing upright. But you notice the sway in their stance and you can smell the alcohol off of them. But it’s Jungkook between them that makes you freeze. He’s passed out, you’re sure of it, and the only reason why he’s sort of standing up is because Jimin and Tae have his arms around their shoulders.

“Why are you guys here?” you finally say.

It’s Taehyung who speaks up, smiling that smile he has when he wants something to go his way. When he has a plan that you might say no to (which you usually do). “Jungkook,” he points at Jungkook, as if you’d confuse him with anyone else, “is drunk.”

“I can see that,” you deadpan.

“And!” Tae rushes to say, like you’re about five seconds from shutting the door in their faces. “He kept asking for you. So we are simply complying with his request.”

“Because we are great friends,” Jimin pipes in. Taehyung nods in confirmation.

“Me?” you whisper, as if Taehyung were referring to anyone else. Your mind isn’t any better than his drunk one at this point.

“Yes!” Jimin whisper shouts. “Now let us in, he’s kinda getting heavy.”

Jungkook makes an incoherent sound from where his head is leaning on Tae’s shoulder, drool making a wet patch on the poor guy’s shirt. You take pity on your best friend and step aside to let in all of them, even though your heart’s racing because Jungkook is in your apartment.

Holy shit.

You watch them bring his unconscious body to your couch (they actually drop Jungkook and giggle all the way to your door, saying their goodbyes without looking back).

You huff at the sight in front of you. Jungkook’s cheeks are flushed red and he’s a little bit sweaty. Though, he looks so peaceful sleeping on your couch. Was he really looking for you?

You get a glass of water and two aspirins, placing it on the coffee table near him. The moment you near him, you kneel by his head and wipe the stray hairs on his forehead. You look at Jungkook, like really look at him. His eyebrows are scrunched together like something’s troubling him in his dreams. His lips are in a slight pout, lip ring glistening under your light (when did he get that, anyway?), little puffs of air coming out his mouth.

“Am I…” he mumbles. Your heart races. His eyes are still closed, but his mouth continues to move. “Am I at ____’s?”

Your heart seizes at the sound of your name. You gulp and nod slowly, then realize that he can’t hear you. “Yeah…” you trail off. “You’re in my living room.”

“Oh,” your best friend says as his eyebrows scrunch up some more. “Missed you.”

You sit back on the floor and hug your knees to yourself, preparing for whatever it is that he might say next. A drunk man’s words are his sober thoughts, right?

“Jimin and Tae said you were looking for me?”

“Mhmm,” he mumbles. “Wanted to… tell you somethin’”

You shake your head. Though your heart yearned to know, you also do know it’s not the right time. Not when he’s drunk. He might just regret his words now the next morning, which might even hurt worse than what he’s about to say. “Save it for tomorrow, Kook.” You push yourself off the floor but he stops you by holding your wrist, albeit weakly.

“Nuh uh…” he whispers. “Need to know…now. Broke up with Jiwoo.” He opens his eyes slightly and looks at you right away.

“Jungkook—”

“Like,” he continues to say, “I did it for you.”

You feel your anger rising, your body heating everywhere. “I didn’t tell you to do anything,” you firmly say.

Jungkook moves to sit up and you take a step back. “No,” he shakes his head slowly. “Jus’ didn’t feel right.”

You feel tears welling up in your eyes and you finally walk to your bedroom, slamming the door and locking it shut. You block out the sounds of Jungkook weakly calling out your name. Your fists clench in anger, the words Jungkook just uttered replaying in your head over and over. He couldn’t just dump his problems, turn around the narrative and make it seem like you made him break up with Jiwoo. That you asked him to end things with her because it didn’t feel right. And he forced himself into your home, your personal space—and drunk at that! He knew all your weak spots and used it to his advantage.

You hope he’d be gone in the morning. You don’t think your heart can hurt any more.

You hear pans clinking which promptly wakes you up. You weren’t able to sleep that much, actually, knowing Jungkook was right outside your room. You guess he stayed in the morning. He’s either cooking in your kitchen, or someone’s trying to steal your pans.

Rubbing your eyes as you open your bedroom door, you spot Jungkook by the stove with his back turned to you. He seems to be making scrambled eggs—which is the only thing he can make confidently.

“Morning,” you say. You might as well clear the air as early as now. You watch his back tense for a millisecond before he turns off the stove and sets the pan on your dining table. He turns to face you and brings a hand up to brush his hair back, a nervous tick of his that you noticed a few years back.

“Good morning,” he mumbles.

“So,” you start.

It’s so awkward you might cry again. When did things get this out of place? You start to rethink your feelings. You haven’t even confessed yet it feels like you’ve lost your best friend already. What if you confessed? What would happen then? You felt your heart closing just thinking about it now. Was your friendship really that fragile? You and Jungkook hardly fought but even if you did, you always made up right away.

“___,” he says. You look up, eyes meeting his instantly. “About last night… I’m sorry I suddenly barged into your place. I guess I really forced Tae and Jimin to bring me here.”

You nod and lean on the wall behind you, preparing for a long talk with him.

“I just really missed you, I guess—”

“Do you remember what you said last night?” you ask harshly, cutting him off so quick his shoulders tense.

Jungkook swallows nervously and nods his head. “Yeah and… I don’t know if there’s a better to say it, really. But we did break up, ____. She just wasn’t it for me.”

“And you said you did it for me,” you say, pushing him to just get to the point.

“Yes, because I realized that my heart never belonged to her. It belonged to you. Still does,” he says in a rush.

You eye him sharply, staring at his features and expression to make sure he’s completely telling the truth. You want to believe him, you really do, but why would he say that then be with someone else.

“It doesn’t make sense,” you finally say. “Why did you get together with her, then?”

“I don’t know—”

“You don’t know,” you repeat, and Jungkook’s eyes widen in panic. “You think you can come running to me right after a break up? Like I’m some second option? You don’t love her enough so you run to me instead?”

Jungkook opens and closes his mouth, mind thinking quickly to say something. His hands start to tremble and he brings a hand up to push back his hair. “I didn’t mean that,” he says hoarsely. “I didn’t realize it soon… And—” he stutters to catch his breath. “I was just scared—”

You’re fuming at this point. How could he do this to you? To just play with your feelings like that? “Get out.”

“____—"

“I mean it, Jungkook,” you shakily say. “You’ve hurt me enough. Just leave, please.”

He looks at you longingly, doe eyes watering before he nods and turns to the door in silence. You watch him put his shoes on before he leaves, not sparing you a glance. You don’t realize you’ve been tearing up as well, wiping the tears on your cheeks. Walking to the kitchen counter, you realize that Jungkook made chocolate chip pancakes. Your favorite.

It’s been a week since the incident with Jungkook and you haven’t talked to him since then. You also missed your weekly brunch with your friends, too afraid to face Jungkook. Thinking about it now, were you a little bit too harsh? Maybe. You thought you’d finally be happy upon hearing his confession but instead you pushed him away, shut him out. Because you’re scared. Terrified. Things were already going so well with Jungkook when you both were just best friends and you don’t think you can lose him forever should you actually get together and then break up.

Funny since it feels like you’ve lost him already.

It’s 8 am and you’re all alone in the student council office, trying to get some studying done as you were restless staying in your apartment. Staying there just reminds you of Jungkook, so you’ve been spending your mornings here before the other people arrive.

Suddenly, the door opens which is unusual. You usually have the place to yourself for at least another three hours. Curiously, you look up and find your best friend standing by the doorway, laptop and coffee in hand.

It’s silent for a moment, the both of you drinking each other in. Jungkook looks like he hasn’t gotten much sleep, eye bags dark and skin lackluster. You suppose you don’t look any better, knowing you barely got any sleep the past few days.

“Hi,” he finally says. You’re glad you have the long table separating the two of you. You don’t think your heart can handle being physically closer.

“Are you here for something?” you ask hesitantly.

“Can I…” He trails off, looking at the printer by the corner. You’d be laughing by now under normal circumstances. You nod instead, because it’s bizarre seeing Jungkook here asking if he can print something, which is something he liked to do back when your friendship was intact. The room is silent as you see him connect his laptop to the printer, both of you avoiding each other’s eyes. It’s too silent, actually, that it’s driving you a bit insane.

“How many pages?” you ask.

“Uhm… Fifty?” he says like he’s unsure.

“Fifty?” you repeat in a gasp. The printer is free, sure, but it’s ancient. Fifty pages will take too long and you don’t know if you can stand being in the room with him for half an hour or so.

Jungkook hands you the coffee he brought with him. “I bought you coffee as thanks.” He smiles ever so slightly and watches as you take a sip. Of course, it’s your usual order at the café down the street.

He looks at you expectantly but you’re too busy looking down at the coffee in your hands, too nervous to lock eyes with him. A few seconds later you hear him exhale and it’s just the sound of the printer in the room.

Your chest feels so tight all of a sudden like it’s ready to burst out of your ribcage any minute. It feels so heavy, so constricting that it’s starting to hurt physically. Is it really worth it harboring all this anger and pain? For conjuring up these theories in your head that will make you push him further away?

You shake your head to yourself and look up expecting to lock eyes with his, but his back is turned to you.

“Did you really mean what you said last week?” you blurt out.

Jungkook jumps in surprise and whips his body to face you, doe eyes wide. He looks surprised but he also looks relieved, and your heart breaks a little more seeing the relief cross his face the moment you talk to him.

He starts playing with the hem of his shirt absentmindedly. “I did,” he mumbles. “I mean every word I said, and I’m really sorry that everything had to turn out this way when I could’ve just been brave and confessed all those years ago.”

You nod your head at his words and process what he just said. Deep down you know you believe him, but it’s hard to keep that in mind when the hurt outweighs the truth. You look up at him with a sad smile on your face. “Why now, Kook? After all these years.”

He sighs and leans on the chair in front of him. You notice his shoulders deflate and his back hunch a little. He looks tired and you feel your own tiredness in your bones as well. “I was just scared. Us being friends was so comfortable and so good… I was just scared of things changing and me losing you.”

You bite your lip to stop yourself from crying. Looking to the side of the room to avoid his stare, you whisper, “And I know—” you choke on your words and clench your hands in frustration. “And I know I’m at fault as well—for assuming and pulling away once you got together with her. I had no right because we’re just…friends.”

It’s quiet save for the printer and his feet shuffling on the floor. You turn towards him to see Jungkook slowly walking to where you’re sat. Once he’s standing in front of you, he raises his hands towards your face but stops midway. Like he’s about to hold you but he’s hesitant.

You’re tilting your head to look up at him, eyes shiny with tears but lip turned upwards in a small smile. It’s ok, you mouth, because you don’t trust yourself to speak right now. You watch Jungkook hold your face in his hands, thumbs going behind your ears to rub at your skin slowly, fingers splayed on your cheeks to wipe your tears away.

He gathers your face in his hands, thumbs gently brushing the tears streaming down your cheeks. “I’m sorry, baby,” he whispers shakily. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. I’m so, so sorry.”

You nod your head absentmindedly, heart squeezing at the affectionate way he talks to you.

“I really am sorry,” he repeats. “I… Yeah, we’re just friends but I’d like to believe that we both just know. That you felt my love the same I’ve been feeling yours ever since. Even though we’re just friends. But…I know better now.”

You look at him confusingly and he looks away from you and smiles, his cheeks turning a light shade of red. You watch in silence as he plays with his lip piercing distractedly. Finally, he turns to you still with that smile on his face. His thumb starts playing with your lower lip but he’s looking at you with so much adoration in his eyes.

You’ve seen this look on him before, every time you’re with him, and now do you only realize that it’s a look full of love, desire, yearning.

“It’s scary if we do become something more and I end up losing you,” he starts, “but I’d rather live a life of at least knowing what it feels like to love you and be loved by you, than doing nothing at all.”

Tears are streaming down your face but you’re smiling so wide and Jungkook’s doing the same as well, with his nose even scrunching up and his dimples showing.

“I think it’s normal to feel scared,” you finally reply. “But I’d also rather live a life of us loving together than loving from afar.”

It’s silent for a moment as you and Jungkook stare at each other. He’s wiping off your tears which makes him cry a little more, so you wipe his tears next. You’re both crying now but with happy smiles on your faces and it prompts you both to laugh.

“We were kinda stupid, huh?” Jungkook says in between giggles.

You nod and giggle back. “A bit silly, yeah.”

“Can I kiss you?” he suddenly asks. Your heart starts racing and your palms get clammy. You start feeling nervous but it’s the good kind, finally getting to do something you’ve been anticipating, been waiting for ever since you realized your heart belonged to your best friend.

“Please,” you whisper.

Jungkook wastes no times in leaning forward, his grip on your cheeks tightening just a bit, pulling you upwards to meet his lips. Your lips finally touch and it steals your breath away. Quite literally.

Jungkook’s lips are soft, slots perfectly right in between yours. He kisses how he holds you—gentle and careful. Your heart skips a beat when you feel his tongue, and you grant his wish by opening your lips just slightly.

There are no fireworks or sparks or anything grand like that. Your heart suddenly feels calm and at ease. Like this is what you’re meant to do. It feels like coming home for the first time where everything feels right. You feel a great weight lift off your shoulders and you know you’ve made the right decision by choosing love.

Jungkook pulls back but only slightly so he can catch his breath. He keeps his forehead pressed against yours and when he speaks, you feel his lips move.

“I love you,” he whispers, and the way he looks at you with his eyes, like it holds so much love and adoration and it’s all for you. “Wish I said it sooner but I don’t want to think about that. Don’t want to live and continue on with regrets. I’m so happy to have you like this,” he whispers shakily. “So lucky to be able to love you like this.”

You kiss him again which causes him to smile so wide that his dimples pop out. “I love you too.” You giggle again. Saying it is so freeing and it feels so normal too. Not some grand epiphany or realization. Like you’ve known ever since. Like your heart has felt this way throughout your years of friendship with Jungkook and only now are you able to verbalize it. You know you’re lucky, too, to be able to have him in this way. But you don’t want to give too much credit to luck. You believe yours and Jungkook’s love were destined ever since.

#jungkook #jeon jungkook #bts #jungkook x reader #jungkook x oc #jungkook x you #jungkook fanfic #jungkook one shot #jungkook drabble #college jk #college jungkook #mine #writing #bts fic #bts fanfic #bts one shot #bts drabble #sab writes

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asmotheavatarofhorny · 1 year

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Lucifer’s Little Lamb 💙

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⚠️Warnings:

— self deprecation

— panic attacks

— implied romantic but can be read as platonic

— GN!MC you/yours

— fluffy comfort with no plot

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A/N: im writing this at 3am when im sad so if this is bad pls excuse me;; anw i have to get up in the morning so enjoy, and goodbye

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You had been in the Devildom for a few months now, and everything was going well. That is… you’d like to think it was.

You really wished everything was fine, but it was a new environment with new people- er.. demons. And you were scared out of your mind. It didn’t help that people tried to kill you left and right down here either… that and the fact that you had anxiety. BUT it was fine. Usually. You opted to just hide away in your room most of the time. To avoid lashing out at anyone, that is. Or.. having an episode.

But you had to go to school, unfortunately. And today was not a good day.

You weren’t sure what exactly set you off, but it wasn’t a good day regardless. You felt incredibly out of place and jumpy all day long, almost like you were in another person’s body… if that makes any sense.

By the time school ended you wanted to collapse and start crying, but you knew you couldn’t. You knew you had to get somewhere secluded fast, but you were so overwhelmed that you just ran out of the building. Your instincts led you most of the way as your overwhelmed brain distorted your sense of direction.

Your legs ached with every harsh step you took as you ran, your head a blur like some little kid just shook you up like you were a snow globe.

You came across a lake out behind what you would later recognize as the Demon Lord’s Castle. You collapsed suddenly, your legs throbbing and the adrenaline that currently held your brain at gunpoint not going to stop anytime soon.

You curled in on yourself, breathing in the cold Devildom air as you waited for the attack to fade. You felt warm tears pool on your cheeks and stain your eyes a shameful shade of red, displaying to the rest of the world how much of a disgrace you were. How stupid and sensitive you could be.

You were only human, how could you survive in hell? You weren’t strong. You’re just a stupid little human with no sense of self preservation. The tears fell faster at that thought, the sensation of water rolling down your flushed cheeks was almost too much to bear as you grit your teeth and breathed as hard as you could to get a grip on your emotions, inadvertently causing you to start hyperventilating and thus making everything worse.

You watched the water in the lake ripple as you dug your nails painfully into your palms, the soft skin becoming marred and bruised. The lake seemed to cry with you, and maybe it did as the water glowed with a soft pink from the large moon in the sky.

You could felt the wind hard on your back, as you succumbed to your tiredness and laid on your side, your knees to your chest. The cold dirt below you was a harsh reminder that this was real. It was grounding, and yet oh so impossible to bear.

You felt yourself shaking violently and had to bite your inner lip to stop from whining. Your eyes burned from the never ending flood of tears, and your throat was seemingly on fire. You could hardly breathe out of your nose anymore so you resorted to letting hiccup-ey gasps out through your sore throat.

The lake distorted some more. It rippled and shook along with you, it’s black and almost pink hue a reflection of your sorrow. And also a reflection of… wait. Is that a person-!?

The reflection of a tall man loomed over you, and you knew exactly who it belonged to. The eldest brother, Lucifer.

You held yourself tighter, hoping he would go away if you just ignored him. To have the Avatar of Pride see you like this… you felt pathetic. Why did you have to be like this?

You heard him cautiously step around you before he sat effortlessly next to your crumpled body, looking out towards the lake. He didn’t say anything for a while. It almost seemed like you were sitting there for an eternity before he started to talk,

“Belphie used to come out here when he was younger,” he started, his voice calm and slow as he spoke. “When we first fell, I think it was the hardest on him,” he paused, considering, “I would come out here in the pouring rain looking for him, only to see he had fallen asleep right where you’re sitting now,” Lucifer said with a breathy chuckle, the sadness evident in his voice from the memory. He didn’t look at you, and you didn’t look at him. You just looked at the lake, sharing this moment of solitude.

After a few moments of quiet, you looked up at the demon, his black-silver locks curling perfectly around his beautiful face. They really didn’t call him the Avatar of Pride for nothing. “Why are you telling me this…?” You asked, you could hear your voice cracking pathetically throughout. You didn’t have the strength to even talk properly.

“I thought it might help,” he stated, “My younger brothers always liked me to tell them stories in times like these.”

You looked up at him in awe, then. You could feel your eyes glazing over with a fresh set of tears at that; he wanted to help me…?

“Can you… t-tell me another one?” You squeaked out, your voice barely above a whisper.

You could see him smile slightly as he closed his eyes, his perfect lashes complimenting his pale complexion perfectly. His soft voice echoed through the expanse of space for what seemed like hours, telling tales of himself and his brothers.

He had never shown anyone this side of himself before, at least no one outside of his immediate family. So he wasn’t sure what exactly came over him that night, but he remembered that it ended in him picking up your exhausted body and holding you close, as soft snores fell from your mouth. He took you back to the HoL, being sure to give many a death glare to anyone who so much as glanced in your direction.

When he arrived at your room, he laid you down gingerly on your bed and covered you up in a soft blanket. He almost felt his heart melt when you snuggled into it and smiled slightly. He was happy he was able to make you even a bit more comfortable in the Devildom. He leaned down and placed a soft kiss on your forehead, lingering there for a few seconds before pulling back.

He had never expected to become to attached to a human, much less one such as yourself.

Rest assured, MC. You will never have to go through any hardship alone again. Not now that you’ve weaseled your way into his heart, and obtained the title that came with it. Now, you were;;

Lucifer’s Little Lamb.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me lucifer #panic attack #comfort #obey me comfort #obey me angst #lucifer x reader #hurt/comfort #AsmoTheAvatarofHornyTM

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luckyarchivist · 3 months

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Ik I already sent a ask but I need a monster!mhin headcanons they're all I could think about

Oh jeez, I really made you wait! Why the hell doesn't Tumblr keep a notif up for unanswered asks?! So sorry about that.

anw, I don't have many, but sure I can give you my thoughts for Mhin's monster form!

I think their transformations are very...werewolf-coded? Like, them saying, "Y-you have to stay back. STAY BACK. It's—it's happening again, I'm changing—" and then instead of howling at the moon they caw and shake out their wings.

Wait a minute...I've seen some people say one way or the other, but do we actually know if Mhin is a crow or a raven? Has anyone confirmed? Because only crows caw (and purr); ravens make a deeper, croakier sound (and whine). Hm.

Difficult to make a final decision on this, since they have similar symbolism, but I'm gonna HC their monster form as crow-coded, final answer. Crows are smaller and (in my mind) scrappier than the regal and ominous raven. In addition, crows travel in small groups, and Mhin is implied to have had family and friends at some point in the past... A crow separated from its flock. Anyways.

In the werewolf-y fashion, their transformation is NOT pretty. It's pretty gruesome, actually—bones and feathers emerging bloodily from Mhin's flesh and covering them in gore. Even if you know the wounds will heal, watching them go through it is…really, really hard.

Though Mhin's bird form is almost entirely black, there are some places where the feathers are tipped the same white as their hair.

Mhin has very little control over their actions in this form, but they're not often aggressive, only attacking when provoked. In some ways, Mhin's monster form is...more honest than their human form, as they're more likely to accept little scraps of meat or scratches, your bird-adjusted gestures of affection, in this form.

Their memories don't really transfer over from their monster to human form, so when they transform, you'll only be vaguely familiar to them—enough for them to be okay with approaching you or being near you, but they'll be skittish. At the same time, when Mhin comes out of their monster form, they can't remember much of what happened.

That's mainly what makes the transformation so scary for Mhin. Not just the loss of control, but the hazy amnesia. What if they hurt someone, or worse, and are now unable to remember any of it? They would never be able to forgive themself if they came to and found they had hurt you while transformed.

I don't think Mhin can fly in this form. Unfortunately, they're just too heavy :( All the tedium of carrying wings around on your back and none of the benefits.

And finally, they probably have a shitton of shiny trinkets hidden around their house because their monster form is not too good to pick up a nice-looking rock or a lost bracelet. Who knows when they'll find everything their Monster form has hidden away?

And that's it from me! I hope this is along the lines of what you were looking for, and that you're still interested in reading it after all this time!

#mhin #touchstarved mhin #touchstarved headcanons #mhin x reader #i like that i got these mhin asks bc i don't talk abt mhin!#ais and leander are my no. 1 and no. 2 #so it's a nice exercise to think about everybody else #thank you for the ask!!

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chibi-celesti · 4 months

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Was yea ra afezeria infel waath sos herra

(I bless you with my love and song of healing.)

*Synopsis: In the aftermath of the Fire Lotus incident, the Ramshackle Prefect felt powerless as her classmates fought tooth and nail to end the chaos. Knowing the weakening states of everyone in her group and the city, Meryu decides to break the nighttime rules for one night to sing. Only this time, this song is a gift to all.*

Word Count: about 1.4k-1.5k

A/N: No joke, I did not expect to write a 1.4k words for this one shot, and yet I did lmao. This is sort another sneak peek to Twisted Tonelico, but more on how Song Magic is used.

Spoilers for the events Glorious Masquerade. And also its a bit romantical, but you can also read it as platonical if you'd want :)

Mini edit: this is the song Meryu sings in this piece. Definitely recommend if you're interested in what she's saying!

~Twisted Tonelico~

It is now nightfall in the City of Flowers. And everything seems to be a lot calmer than it was a few hours ago. A few hours ago, this beautiful city was covered in a landscape from the depths of Hell itself. Fire lotuses were everywhere, spreading like a virus to get to anyone or anything creature emanating magic to sap away if also possibly kill. It was a nightmare, but the students of Night Raven managed to purge them and save those who were affected by the mastermind behind this event.

The Masquerade planned for the evening had passed; a final tribute to those who came as part of the Arcane Trip for their respective schools. And now, everyone was tucked into their beds, all exhausted from the festivities. All except for one person: the otherworldly Reyvateil, and designated Prefect of Ramshackle Dorm, Meryu Melenas.

Meryu couldn’t sleep. She kept having nightmares from the past near forty-eight hours. The flowers, the fall, the unknowing if her friends were safe and if they were able to stop Rollo’s maniacal machinations. It was too much in too little time, leaving her mind frazzled. Struggling to get any type of rest, Meryu got out of bed, donning her uniform jacket over her pajama shirt, and walked out into the hallway.

Wandering aimlessly, she tried to think of a way to clear her mind. Meryu would usually go for a walk outside and admire the stars with her dear friend, Malleus Draconia. Unfortunately, her dear fae friend had turned in early for the night. So for now it is just her and the moon’s warm light keeping her company.

Her walk led Meryu to the main floor foyer of Noble Bell College. The place where so many memories were made; the arrival, the madness, the ball… countless events occurred here. All within the span of one day. And maybe, even now, she could leave behind one more memory. Something that she wanted to do ever since her dear friend’s performance at the Masquerade: a song of her very own. One that can ease (and maybe undo) the lingering effects of the Fire Lotus to everyone in the City of Flowers; luckily for her, Meryu knows the perfect one to use. One she had crafted from her time with the Shroud brothers.

Walking to the heart of the foyer, Meryu embraced the silence of the night and began her song. Hoping and wishing for it to heal everyone in the City of Flowers.

xA rre exail sarr wLYErm anw sphaela/.

xA sorr aLYEuk zess l.l.n. anw aje harphe/.

xA sorr aLYEuk zess y.y. Ahiew_ayulsa/.

xU rre rhaplanca hLYEmYAmArU enw raklya en yLYEzAtU,

jLYEwA dejuy an arhou tes 1001 Implanta/.

(In tune with her song, Meryu closes her eyes and invokes her spell.)

Hana wo sanji shu ni someta yubi de

Hitai wo kazaru toge wo ande

Watashi wa ima shokuzai no shirushi

Ibara no tsuru no kauburi itadaku

Hohotsutai ochiru shizuku

(A warm, ethereal light began to encompass her body. Soon after, four small balls of light formed around her and danced to her melody.)

Kawaita daichi ni somite

Inochi no me uruosu you

Ame to narite sosogitai

Anata ni

Kono mune no naka afururu

Hikari maioriru

Inori no tane wa kagayou

Kiseki ni mebuku

(Her voice echoed through the foyer, reverberating off the walls and flowing through the empty halls of Noble Bell. Each ball of light dipped into the ground as a pulse to the beat.)

xN rre harr f.s. tes maoh ess ouvyu sechel/.

:/xO rre qejyu m.t.y.y. anw daedu/.

Naave wEsLYN ayulsa sphaela/.

xE rre vega a.u.k. ayulsa Asiance_qejyu/:

Chorus A:

xN rre Maoh s.s.w. tie Rhaplanca enw h.k.t.t. has./

Chorus B:

:/Reta yorr tYAnu za j.d.r. gor Ajues_qejyu./

sYAIA Atitia_qejyu

Reta yorr hYArAnAt oucc

xU yorr vUsUk 1000 Aujes_qejyu

wYAfA za rYAfrm 1001 Atitia_qejyu

en vYAsk yor/:

(The young woman was so concentrated on her singing; she never noticed the countless eyes seeing her serenade.)

Shiroki ashi de deido wo fumishime

Tsubasa was tsui kegaruru tomo

Watashi was tada inochi hatsuru made

Asu wo shinjite kanata e

Habataku

Aganai wa itsuka tabi no

Subete wo oeru sono hibi ni

Hatenaki negai utaou

Omoi kasaneau

Tsunaida yubi wa ikue no

Hanabira no you ni

(Nor did she notice how the air had begun to shift and her own light of salvation expanding throughout the whole city.)

Kono mune no naka afururu

Hikari furisosoge

Negai nokigi wa itsushika

Sora eto todoku

(Meryu put so much of her love and hope into this song, her chest felt constricted and her eyes began to water. And even then, she continued her song.)

Chorus A:

xN herra h.r.n.t. ane sphaela ttu y.y. 1000 hiewi meryu/.

xN harr v.s.k. nafa eje en Atitia_qejyu enw h.r.n.t./.

Chorus B:

xN rre Rhaplanca y.y. eh 1001 Atitita_qejyu,

en harr w.n.s. anw ouvyu sechel sev maen olo/.

xN harr h.l.s.s. ess ouvyu sechel/.

:/xU rre vega a.u.k. zz ayulsa siance/.

xU rre vega a.u.k. zodal sechel/:

xN harr y.z.t. en y.z.t. enw raklya/.

:/mAtUyYAy 1001 Implanta/:

The last note fading into a whisper in the wind along with the warm lights, concluding the young girl’s solo. Opening her eyes, Meryu was a bit surprised at what she saw. Her vision may be blurry from her tears, but she knew that her classmates and Rollo were standing before her. The students had various faces of shock, endearment mixed with concern, and confusion. Grim was the first to go up to her, and rather than teasing or questioning her, he climbed up her side and cuddled into her chest comforting her. Deuce and Epel followed suit, checking Meryu for any scratches or marks since they were the most worried about their friend. A few more walked forward to the girl, questioning her and slightly chastising her for breaking curfew or complementing her for her song.

There was one person, Meryu’s most precious person, who was left speechless by her song: Malleus Draconia, the heir to the Valley of Briar.

The prince was left in awe of what his dear friend had done. Despite her song’s somber but hopeful tone, he knew exactly what she did. And he felt it down to his very bones. To hear her sing something so powerful away from the Dark Mirror was not an easy feat. And yet she did it without fail; all for the sake of everyone hurt by the accursed fire lotuses. When her tears began to form, it was not because she was hurt, but because she wanted her wish to come true.

And it did.

Malleus walked towards his beloved, making everyone surrounding the Prefect move aside for him to see her. No words were said between the two as they met each other again for the night. The only exchange was that of a gentle hug shared between the Prince and his beloved Reyvateil.

#twst x ar tonelico au #twisted tonelico #twst spoilers #twisted wonderland #twst #malleus draconia #ar tonelico #malleus x reader #twisted wonderland x ar tonelico

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yonemurishiroku · 8 months

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This is a different anon then the one that mentioned this before, but about the really popular twitter post about shipping only percabeth has some shockingly hateful comments :(( There were multiple twitter posts in that thread saying that people that shipped percy with anyone other than Annabeth should k*ll themselves or go to hell, twitter is getting to be just a very scary place in general for pjo multi shippers.

Eh. twitter has never been a safe place for shipping. Not as far as I know it. Since the dawn of shipping culture and the emergence of social media, there have always been people who are parasocial enough to death-threat someone else over, literally, 2D pixels.

Jesus Christ, I experienced it myself LMAO. Albeit on this hellsite called Tumblr.

Anw. A few words about this. These words apply to all fandom, not just PJO (unless it's a irl/real people fandom, then Idk ab that lmao)

I remember something I read from the Chinese fandom: The shipping culture, down to its very core, has never been about morals or righteousness or canon or whatever appropriate thing you come up it, but the genuine joy you yourself gain from the experience. It's about you.

Does it mean you win when your ship is canon? No. Absolutely not. That's just a narrow-minded view. The winning one is the one who gets the most joy out of this whole shipping delusional, imagining thing, regardless of the nature of the ship or whatever that is. Are you happy? Yes? Then you win!

Whoever said otherwise does not understand the purpose included in the shipping term itself.

About the specific post, I would suggest that you block whoever shows hostility that way on sight, especially if you're in the US or whatever country that enables gun possession I guess...

I mean. Where I live this shouldn't be too much of a critical issue, but I'm kinda worried when the Western Twitter users start getting... vicious (?) when the possibility remains that they would very much likely go to whatever they had in mind, with... dangerous weapon... to boost.

And it'd be so, so, so absurd to get killed over a fictional ship. it just isn't worth it. Not that death-threating ppl is worth it, but it's hard to change stupid opinionated dogmatic people's minds on the other side of the screen, so. 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️ Don't risk your (online or irl) safety over it.

By the way it's the 21st century. who tf cares about going hell. I'm the manifestation of Satan itself, ok!? If you're worried about going to hell, just hit me up, I'll prepare the president's room for you with the view overlooking the tormented souls of those who think their fictional morals are worth more than real people's lives. I'll build you a sanctuary for you to create whatever the hell you want and god can try to pry it out of my black and blue hands. TRY ME.

Now, excuse you, I'll just go brainstorm a bunch of non-Percabeth ships. Damn I'll run a freaking crackcanon/crackship week if I have to.

#percy jackson #percabeth #pjo fandom #pjo #yone rambling #fandom talk #fanftiction #shipping #proship #hoo #toa #percy jackson and the olympians

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13elmst · 4 months

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hi hello sry 4 spammin the dash but i did a really Bad Unwise Thing n brought in a third!! she's a once renowned olympic figure skater who turned into a swarm of beetles in the middle of the biggest performance of her career n the first evidence of her anomaly was caught on camera and made viral on tt for the world to see so !! naturally given her anomaly she's disqualified from performing now so she's livin life as a normal kid aka 2024 sua fresher studyin bach of commerce!! if u wna read up more on shiah u can find her full length intro here ( be warned, it's lengthy ), but otherwise pls LIKE this to plot! im also gna add some rally specific plots under the cut but yes!! tq 4 ur attn luv u mwah!!

orite now that i got the whole gang here imma just say shiah does not give a shit ab the rallies partly also bc she doesnt know jack shit ab them since she j joined but j a general note that id love for her to sorta get in the sch spirit!! so yeah if anyone wants her 2 root 4 them u have a swing voter in the midst !!

morning drills — shiah tends to go on morning runs so i feel like it'd be so funny for her to get caught up in a morning drill inadvertently if they happened to be running in the same direction like j imagine she's suddenly enveloped into their jog.... anw it'd be kinda hilarious ngl if ur muse was part of the morning drill too n she kinda took her anger out on u ORR if ur a random passerby who realises the girl looks hella outta place dressed in black next 2 these green folk n u decide 2 help her out!!

pranks — again shiah herself doesn't participate in the pranks but i'd love to see a prank being played on her !! change up her shampoo or smt !! do smth 2 rile her up ( mayb it wasn't even meant for her but she got caught in it ) n watch her turn into a swarm of blister beetles ....... wyd

live coverage ft. the curious currents — ngl i feel like i can see her gettin into a fight w someone not bc she's a fan but bc idk they didn't Watch where they're going or they're obnoxiously yellin their chants n she gets mad n idk pushes them n maybe ur muse doesn't have to be the heckler but they could just be reporting on the incident n realise wait ...... isn't this ....... kim shiah the olympic figure skater...?? alternatively if she's tryna mind her own business n u realise she's kim shiah n try 2 get an interview w her bc i think the olympics n rallies r sorta similar so it's like one athlete to another type beat ...? n she gets rly upset n starts fightin !! mayb even turnin into the swarm ( the more i say this the funnier it gets 2 me ) !! u could also b a bystander who decides 2 stand w / against her !! totally customisable !!

#nm:intro #—— gemma shut up!#the way my drafts r lookin at me ......#also yes i lied ab the dms i did not get 2 them bc i was workin on shiah but ... tmr .... im sry ....

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wwhatev3r · 2 years

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Easy Company going to the Zoo | Headcanons

Note: I do believe Zoos are ultimately harmful to animals; this is only for entertainment purposes. I recommend to read everything because is kinda connected.

– Dick Winters - This man is calmly watching every animal, listening silently to what the guides say like the perfect man that he is. Nix takes pictures of him like he is the wife that died at the beginning of the movie. He is genuinely embarrassed when the boys do something stupid and he has to apologize to strangers. He sees them getting along and Shifty helping random kids and he is on Proud Dad Mode. An elephant patted his head and he was so happy.

“Alright everyone, if anyone falls off the railings it will make the animals sick, so please be careful. You are hard for the animals to digest.”

– Lewis Nixon - A monkey stole his sunglasses and Winters laughed at him instead of helping him. Can’t stand kids screaming at the animals. Starts oversharing how bad his marriage was with the animals.

"Nix, they're gonna get depressed." Winters told him. "Even more? We are all trapped in some way, aren't we?" He replied after a sigh with a gloomy voice.

– Carwood Lipton - Plans everything as always. When the zoo guides are telling information It’s him who tells everyone to be quiet. He asks everyone to take a group picture. He really likes the red pandas.

"Come on guys, form a single file line."

“Do not pick the goats Perconte, can’t you read the sign?”

– Ronald Speirs - Gets offended because a parrot starts imitating him. Refuses to eat there because it is too expensive. He stole a mini toy turtle from the gift shop, and at the end of the day he gave it to Lip. He doesn't trust the raccoons or the lemurs because he thinks they are going to steal from him.

“Sir, can you help me find the kay-muls?” Muck asked. “You mean ‘camels’?” “Yes, that’s what I said.” “Fucking idiot.”

– George Luz - George tries to teach the parrots how to swear. He makes fun of the penguins too. A baby koala climbed on his shoulder to hug his neck. Talks with the zookeepers and learns more than the other guys. He looks at Don and Skip messing around and says: “Look at the primates socializing.” My poor boy really tries to communicate with the monkeys tho. "Hey, It's you George." Bill said, pointing at the monkey while laughing. “Sure, look Bill, It's you too." George points at the trash can.

– Joe Liebgott - The first one to volunteer to pet a snake. Almost threw hands with a kid because he stole his sandwich. He pushed Web and he almost fell in the otters water tank. He scares Babe with fake stories about animals who attacked people. Says dark humor jokes to offend Shifty.

“Shit, that leopard would make a pretty good coat.” “Lieb, please stop. It 's not even funny.” Shifty replied.

– Bill Guarnere - He is so excited to see the lions. If other companies are there, he is always screaming at them like it's a school trip. Runs back and forward in the front of the glass, to make the cheetahs run with him. Feeds the animals that are forbidden to be fed by the visitors.

“Bill, stop feeding them before anyone sees you.” Malarkey warns him. “What? No! Look at them, they have skinnier legs than Lieb.” “Bill, that’s a flamingo.” Webster replied.

– Joe Toye - He is against zoos, so he starts screaming at a zookeeper and Lip has to apologize in his name. Wants to make himself look like he doesn't want to be there but at the first cute animal that he sees he lets escape an "Anw." A bunny pooped on him. He is kinda scared a peacock wants to mate with him because he shook his feathers to him.

“Look, Toye found a girlfriend, how cute.” “Shut up George.”

– Donald Malarkey - Donnie is so excited and happy to be around the animals. He takes pics with every single one of them. In the farm section he spends his money to buy food to feed the goats. He buys so many stuffed animals. He saw a ginger monkey and got so happy. Names everyone animal like is going to keep them.

“Look how long their necks are.” Perconte says about the giraffes. “Don’t say that.” Malarkey replied angrily, “She might hear you.” “Yeah, don’t you hear him, Louisa.” George says playfully to the giraffe, “You have a lovely neck.”

– Warren “Skip'' Muck - Yes, he definitely dances to the monkeys. Brings everything from the gift shop. Imitates the meerkats when they stand up. Makes a stare contest with a lizard. Presses his face against the glass and Martin yells at him. He and Bill find orangutans kinda creepy and suspicious (??).

“Are we allowed to ride giraffes?” “NO.” Lip yelled.

– Darrel “Shifty” Powers - He was the one who volunteered to feed the elephants. He stays watching an animal no one else seems to be interested in. He loves to be around the animals but feels genuinely bad for them. He helps scared kids pat the ponies. He wants to adopt a kitten from the shelter of the zoo but he thought he wouldn't be responsible enough to take him.

“You know sir, cats don’t like loud noises, what if I talk too loud near him?” “I don’t think that would be a problem, Shifty.” Winters said with a kind smile.

– Eugene Roe - When they were in the farm section, he spent the whole time gently rubbing the belly of a pregnant bunny. I feel like he loves pandas. Asks the zookeeper's how many times each animal is being fed during the day and wants to know about the treatment of the sick ones. Even in the zoo he has to carry his first aid kit.

“Hey, look, it's a pelican.” Babe said. "That's a toucan.” Eugene replied.

– Edward “Babe” Heffron - He fed a deer and then got scared when they started to surround them. He is kinda scared of birds. He gave his lunch to a peacock because he bit him. He genuinely loves lizards.

“Heffron, you know It’s your fault that you got bit.” Eugene told him while taking care of his injury. “How is it my fault?” “You were trying to do a mating dance for the peacock.” “And I gave him my lunch, and for what? For him to like Toye instead. I hate birds.”

– David Webster - Web, Aka Shark boy, just wants to see aquatic animals. Is genuinely interested in learning about animals. He reads every board with the animal information and also acts like the teacher’s pet to the zoo guides.

“No, sir, actually they live 15 to 45 years.” “Shut the fuck up Web.” Lieb told him. “Ok.”

– Frank Perconte - He kinda judges giraffes for having long necks. He hates how the zoo smells. He wants to keep every lost belonging but Shifty convinces him to give it to the zoo staff. He leaned in to see the crocodiles better and almost fell but Martin grabbed him by his shirt right on time.

“If you fall in there, I won’t save you.” Martin said. “You won't, sergeant?” Perconte replied with a sad expression.

– Denver “Bull” Randleman - He is compared by everyone to a bear. He makes Perconte hold his shirt to not lose him in the crowd. He will call out anyone who taps the glass. Makes the guys wear hats because of the sun. He notices Talbert taking pictures of the animals mating and says to Martin: “Look, that creep is taking pictures of the zebra putting the stick on the honey.” (No, but imagine him saying this with his accent, I-...)

– John Martin - I feel like he has a special love for rhinos. A baby binturong fell asleep on his lap when they were in the Baby Room section. A hawk shitted on his shoulder and he got pissed.

"Alright everyone, let's go! If anyone touches, teases or even screams at the animals will be thrown at the Lions. Oh, and Bill, don’t try it on purpose.”

"For fuck sake, Muck don't dance to the monkeys."

– Floyd Talbert - The most distracted, instead of looking at the animals he is looking at the women. He sees two animals mating, quickly whoops Malarkey’s camera to take pictures. Is envious of how beautiful the alpacas hair are. He flirts with the zookeepers.

“Yeah, that’s a pretty big snake. You know what else is b-...” “Sergeant Talbert, get your ass back here.” Sargent Martin yelled at him.

#band of brothers #easy company #band of brothers imagine #band of brothers headcanons #dick winters #george luz #joe liebgott #bill guarnere #eugene roe #donald malarkey

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endenope · 9 months

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omorashi yoooooooo

I thought about it reading it but didn't know the levels of kinky we're talking here on this blog and like. My god do you know you're like perfect? The perfect smut artist for me?

(And just artist in general tbh but like. your horny things are just so good)

-🌟

blushing and giggling at this AAKJSBCJKSA im so flattered rn

also i….actually…..hold back a lot when i ramble here…….theres lots of kinky stuff in my brain that i like and wanna draw hkvthm as or ramble about but im like omg, what if its too much for ppl and i scare them off akjscbkjac......i go all out with my friends but here im still showing only a bit out of consideration (?) AHHA omorashi is just one thing of many <3

anw always feel free to talk about any kinks here !! we dont shame anyone here (but ppl who like poop or smth better keep that to themselves ok thank AHHAH)

#if smth is a no i usually just say so and go on with life thats it !#reply #🌟 anon #i thoughts its the lemon simply bc both is yellow AHHAHAJHKCSBK

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jihopng · 5 months

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*please note that this blog is a sideblog to redlike so i cannot follow anyone back!

things i shouldn't be: this. things i'm doing: this. i'm bringing in my second character; kim jiho, who i feel is a lot more approachable than hanbi and definitely far sillier in comparison! definitely a bit of a comedic relief character so!! as per usual, information underneath the cut and you can read his brief about page here xoxo

only child, born to a human mom and an anomaly having dad!

his mother has always been on the sickish side, so they lived off of a single salary, which wasn't much when you consider the fact it was a construction worker's paycheck (and his dad was basically getting overworked bc of course the employer would exploit the fact that their worker cannot get hurt on the poorly secured construction sites...) in spite of it, jiho has a genuinely normal upbringing and a loving family.

as per law of nature, and his dad being a registered anomaly, he was being monitored like always. and for a bit jihoparents were thinking that their son is simply a human, and that he will live a normal life but of course there is always an of course

*tw car accident* when he is 4 years old, he's slippery and hyperactive and so he runs after his ball into open road. a passing car hits him and he's like, a preschooler and a car is a car so. he's badly hurt and there's drama and. well. the nasty wound on his face closes on its own and eventually his broken bone heals on its own. soo that is how the big news is broken to his parents that jiho did in fact inherit his dad's sturdiness aka a regenerative healing factor! at least it's something helpful and at least his mom doesn't have to worry about him hurting himself?

anw. gets lowkey bullied through school for being a loser and having an anomaly because it's lowkey freakish in kids' eyes ??? but also the bullying is kinda??? literally why are u bullying n doing all of that extra shit to someone who can't get hurt BUT ANYWAYS it pissed other teens off how he would stand up even after getting a whole chair broken on him so. never back down never what? never give up. it's like that two goats on a bridge story. literally jiho all u had to do was remain there on the ground and pretend youre broken . alas...

skip forward. third year in his nursing degree on a full scholarship (his application letter was a really, really nice sob story. no ai) bc he wants to help his mom and in general wants to help people. feels lowk guilty that both him and his dad are in perfect health while she's always struggling. tried applying to gangcheori as a yin, but then the administrative facility looked at him like "you good?" and put him in yang. he shrugged it off. he just wants to be involved x

however, if youre wondering how did he get this far and how is he maintaining his scholarships? damn.. me too. seemingly with no work ethic at all and takes things wayyy too casually for his own good. you look at him and you're like damn... HE is gonna draw my blood??? but in reality he is very dedicated .. when he wants to be. n he's doing it for his mom. yes. mom's boy. look away...

libra sun gemini moon cancer rising and if i know anything from twitter its that libra men are to be avoided??

genuinely someone who's always positive and joking around, trying to make the mood good even if the apocalypse is happening around him. a little bad with social cues (you're crying because of a failed exam that's totally going to end your entire career life forever and ever and he's telling you about this fish with a massive forehead he's seen on tv and how the XYZ-class professor is forehead twinning with the fish), will definitely tell you he shares birthday with eminem, doesn't really take people mad at him seriously until it's last second. laid back. unserious. social anxiety fears him: the character. blame it on him getting hit on the head one too many times and some stuff not healing properly. it's easier to explain it like that

always around the campus doing SOMETHING..in everyone's business, nosey men epidemic and hes a victim of it. avid tiktok user. addicted to tetris + sugar

content of his messenger bag: timetable, study books, painkillers (for others), snacks (for himself), chili powder, dry food (for campus stray cats), wallet, entangled headphones, hand sanitizer, a singular pencil (questionable if it works), a hot wheels batman car, bandages + bandage scissors, glow stick, failed lottery tickets, keys.

his anomaly is regenerative healing factor! it can range from a scratch healing almost instantly like it never happened, over getting stabbed and then continuing to classes, to him regrowing a limb a-la deadpool 2 style over the span of a month or two. just don't try it because his powers don't actually nullify pain, meaning that everything still hurts like hell and he will cry. power is kinda op so there's more limitations on his mini dossier !!

as far as plots go, obviously always down for brainstorming but here's some stuff i came up with !!

while he's in yellow hall i still haven't actually placed him in a room so if anyone wants a roommate lmk!! very much gen v lizzie coded where he does have a whole minifridge with snacks and alcohol he carefully snuck in, is always ready for a party and will be your personal hypeman. hangs on his maximum brightness phone late into the night ...

like i said he's always around on campus and actually he's always skateboarding! so he keeps running into your muse... again and again and at some point they BOTH start thinking the other is doing it on purpose but it's literally a coincidence???

or.. in typical jiho loser fashion he falls down while skating. scrapes his cheek against the pavement. his leg is twisted. your character runs up to him because what the fuck. except jiho just twists his leg back and smiles as his face comes clean again. but your character was sooo worried so they owe him a get better meal now

in same breath, your character knows that jiho can heal and nothing will happen to him if in dangerous situations so they pay him to beat someone up? except he can't really fight BUT he takes the money anyway...

god help you if the person who came to your mind for fake dating so that one weirdo leaves you alone is jiho but he will try his hardest to be the best fake boyfriend ever even if it really does look fake as hell because bro's never even held hands

yellow hall and gangcheori friends! like i said he's easy to be friends with so anything goes

he feeds any cat he can come across of around yellow hall (and elsewhere.) so someone who is maybe also doing it? like damn we are really overfeeding them... or someone who's like. a hater ... why are you teaching the cats to make a home here theyre all strays

drinking buddies except it takes him so much to get drunk that you've also made a pact where jiho is gambling as to who can outdrink him and he always wins so you share the money

🌿 buddies except it takes him so much to get high that you're wondering why is he even trying to do it???

anyways. jihocore

also for current event! jiho will be attending the blue hall afterparty because he does not own a single piece of fancy clothes. probably doing kegstands somewhere in the corner. daring people to get drunk with him. getting into fights with drunk people? and / or helping getting the drunkards to dorm rooms so they're safe

#nm:intro #i've nooo idea how IM work from sideblogs but i will try it.. if all fails and i dont figure it out i will approach frm hanbi's blog huehe

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enden-k · 1 year

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do you think kaveh and alhaitham are ever really lovey-dovey? or do they never do that, more like domestic stuff, small things like laying their head on the others lap while reading, etc (until they're drunk)

personally, i dont think theyre overly lovey dovey. i think everything would be the same between them no matter if romantic or platonic; same bickering, same debates, theyre the kinda "im gonna roast you but youre competent and i respect you and im def gonna roast anyone back whos trying to be funny bc only i can do that properly to you" guys. different views on some stuff, sometimes their opinion align and despite their clashing personalities they work together best. just bc they share soft kisses in between sharp arguments, wake up all tangled together or have other intimate, domestic soft moments nothing would change about their usual behavior i think. they def would have them tho (gestures and touches)

theyre not overly lovey dovey bc al haitham alone doesnt fit in there already (being overly expressive and emotion driven) he shows his love and affection in his own small subtle ways and when they exchange gestures its often mixed in with their usual stuff; kaveh could come up behind him to wrap his arm around him for a hug and nuzzle into his neck for a kiss and haitham would lean into it while going with the driest voice "im still not going to approve your proposal"

anw yea i dont think they would be overly lovey dovey expressive but rather domestic. like an old married couple, knowing each other for years

#reply #rambles #dont know if i phrased it so its understandable what i mean

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allieebobo · 10 months

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Hi Allie!! The update was really gooooodddddd! Anw, ive been stalking and reading through the asks & while I’m enjoying those, i don’t think anyone has asked u about urself yet. Or maybe i miss it but I’m interested to know more about the author who wrote 2 of my fave IFs. Just general questions like;

1. which part of SG were you from?

2. Fav food?

3. Fav place to lepak?

4. Pri/sec school (if you were educated in sg)

5. What made you migrated to USA?

6. Where are u currently based in?

7. Are u still a student or a full-fledged career womann

8. One place in sg that will always carry beautiful memories for you, now that u’ve moved abroad.

9. What sparked your interest in writing these IFs?

Hehehe. If some of the questions are abit personal, you don’t have to share ur answers. Have a good day ahead 🤍

Ooh!! Anon, these are great questions hehe!! Sure, we can do a get-to-know-me session!

I will answer a couple, and get back to the rest at some point, OK? If there's a question that I didn't answer that y'all are really curious about, you can send me an ask with the number and I'll get to it sooner rather than later.

(P.S. no, none of them are too personal, I just think it'd take me a gajillion years to reply if I tried to answer them all!)

Got long, so the answers are below the cut!

1. which part of SG were you from?

Redhill/Bukit Merah! There's a moment in Merry Crisis where MC talks about it, and that's directly from my life! West side, best side! If me and my partner were entitled to a subsidized public housing flat (we aren't, for so many reasons including we're queer and she's not Singaporean), I'd absolutely buy a flat in the exact same neighbourhood.

2. Fav food

Wow... I can't really choose one, but if I could cheat and pick a whole cuisine then Peranakan food, hands down. Petai (stinky bean) with ikan bilis is one of my fave dishes—and it reminds me of my grandma. Otherwise, ban mian is a big comfort food for me, and so are red chili oil dumplings. I also love kaya toast with eggs for breakfast. Herbal bak kut teh and teochew fish are things I love but wouldn't eat every day... All of these might show up (the fish already has I guess!) in the game at some point!

For non-Singaporean food, I could eat udon, all kinds of pasta, and som tum all day every day.

3. Fav place to lepak

<Lepak is Singaporean/Malaysian(? I think) slang for like, 'chill' or 'hang', btw.> As you can already tell I added a lot of my own experiences/things I love into Merry Crisis already, so I'm going to have to go with Labrador Park and Sentosa. As a kid my mom would bring me and my brother to the rocky coast in Labrador after school with a box of Sarpino's pizza and we'd play in the water and eat and get really sandy. Sentosa back in the day was less commercial/touristy, and we'd just park in the carpark for $2, and spend the entire Sunday just chilling on the beach (yes, I'm a huge beach person haha), and my dad (not a big beach person) would be napping under a big tree probably wishing his wife weren't such a big beach person because it's been inherited by his kids and now this is how he'll spend his weekends for the rest of his life.

6. Where are you based in? 7. Are u still a student or a full-fledged career woman

Have a full-time job, sadly. I've been working as an urban planner in Singapore for three years now. (Think that answers both questions at the same time.) So yeah, I plan the city. Mostly I make sure future generations have enough housing, even though I'm not entitled to one myself. 🤷‍♀️ I enjoy my work and I think it's fulfilling, but it's also tough and my hours are too long. One day I hope to write full-time but I really don't think it'll pay the bills. Maybe if I live somewhere cheaper than Singapore!

Quite excited to answer 8, 9 as well, but maybe those are for another day?

#author #kinda merry crisis related I guess #mostly because merry crisis is so much drawn from my own experiences #Q&A

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wonderloste · 1 year

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i am feeling......... much better lately. i kinda took a break from tumbles as we all know and only really acknowledged my fiance for a bit on blogs & spent the rest of my free time playing games but honestly it rly did help. :') i'm spiraling way less, i'm sorry for being mostly awol since the start of this year KJERNMRHKJM

i always feel rly bad when i need a break from tumblr bc i want to write with everyone constantly but man i just. was not feeling good & kept trying to come back / force it ... having a bit to focus on just a couple threads and nurse myself back to health tm helped a lot

that said FOR REAL THIS TIME regularly scheduled activity continues 😭 i owe some starters from not... TOO long ago so i'll do those!

i'm also open to any discussion if anyone would like to plot some ships <4 i've discovered that i actually kinda like plotting dynamics out or even just screaming about ship aesthetics, it just takes me a bit to warm up / stop being awkward.

ANW EKJRNHMNKNEJRHNM HI.

thanks for the birthday wishes last week btw i didn't get to post all of them but i read them all!!! 🥺 i'll prob yeet them all into my saved tag later, i wanna post some IC content (THAT ISN'T JUST FOR MY FIANCE HE HAD HIS TIME GO AWAY NOW EKRJNMH) first

#ʚ o. out of character ɞ ⁄ otome games are my thirteenth reason.#ʚ x. delete ɞ ⁄ an eye for an eye‚ a leg for a leg : a shot in the heart doesn’t make it unbreak.

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therealnuclearplatypus · 2 years

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random solangelo hcs cuz i don't do much of those (have i even ever?)—

will :)

ayo okay so let's just start off by saying will ain't ur soft boi stereotype okay

my bitch is texas born n raised y'all, he gets pissed sUPER easily (he better get to go fuckin apeshit in the upcoming solangelo novel or im throwing hands). nico is made out to be the scarier one, but its only because the times his rage truly erupts in a way that terrifies are few and far between so they seem a lot scarier than they would be if he did it on the daily like will does.

ffs this boy snaps at people if they take too long to cut him a bandage like "sweet HOLY lawd I'll just do it myself next time" but doesn't actually

but he gets over his little hissy fits quite easily so that's fine

he got his tattoo from a sibling who's not a year-rounder and is training to be a tattoo artist. even though he was like, what, fifteen when he got it, his big sib didn't really care because will knows what he's doing

except not really, people forget he's human too, not just 'the medic' or 'the sunshine guy'

anw he showed it to nico all excited and nico almost drooled

will likes roller-skating, fight me👊

he also tries vaping one time and stops because he liked it so much he knew he'd get addicted

same as when he smoked weed once. also nico had gotten really worried when he'd heard and will didn't wanna make him worry

but then when they grew older they both ended up smoking pot from time to time anyways

nico :)

nico likes to read shakespeare. his favourite play is twelfth night because that is also my favourite shakespearean play i don't make the rules except i do

he also has a soft spot for romantic poetry. it pisses him off to no end when people say "oh, you like love poems? i didn't think you would like those kinds of things" because first off, why the hell wouldn't he? (he's secretly a hopeless romantic, much to will's delight). and secondly, he means poems of the romantic MOVEMENT. the romantic POETS. yeats, shelley, those guys. his personal favourite is keats, and his favourite poem is la belle dame sans merci. (this one is basically all me but im projecting onto nico okay don't judge me)

he occasionally writes poetry himself but never shows them to anyone, not even will. they're his own thing. will knows he writes them, but he knows not to ask to read them (as much as he'd like to) because they're nico's private space. (sorry, projecting again 😞)

one time nico was hanging out with drew in the aphrodite cabin (nico×drew friendship >>>) and she was painting her nails all glittery n pink, when she jokingly grabbed the black nail polish and painted nico's pinky. he didn't even flinch and she ended up painting all ten fingernails and that's how nico got into painting his nails

p i e r c i n g s !!

like, i. canNOT. stress this enough. he has like a bajillion on his ears, two on his lip, a septum nose ring, and he even dared to get one on his left eyebrow. will loves em

he lets his hair grow out a bit. not, like, reeeaaally long. just, wolfcut style, ig? and he ties it up in a smol bun or ponytail and will is LIVING for it

he also wears skirts from time to time, just for will. he also gets a moon tattoo on his left pectoral to match will's sun tattoo on his right pec

he steals will's shirts because what else are boyfriends for

he likes to draw but isn't very good at drawing people. landscapes, though? mary mother of christ hes talented at those. whenever he draws one from tartarus whoever sees them has to physically repress a shudder at their vivid detail

he has a gap between his two front teeth that was a lot wider when he was little but is still kinda noticeable now

solangelo :)

they're both little spoon and big spoon. they both need to protect and be protected.

they communicate in italian (nico is italian, italian is the language of music, yadda yadda yadda)

nico plays the piano and will can sorta twang the harp? so sometimes they just sit together and play and it brings them peace

they're both MASSIVE mcr fans shut up you know its true

so's thalia and percy too a bit so one time all four of em go see a concert and will admits that gerard way was his bi awakening and nico's like "i know that"

they watched glee and lowkey loved it but they like laughing at mr schue

they have matching heartstopper pfps on insta <33

nico has charlie and will has nick duhh

they also have matching bios! they change it often but it always matches :]]

they also match jewellery (im just manifesting couple goals for myself atp)

they watched young royals and now have a picture of august's head on a dartboard just so they can throw darts at him (nico occasionally throws knives)

when nico meets naomi he's initially really scared, but naomi ends up loving him to bits and tells will he's lucky they're dating or else she would've adopted him

they end up getting married at like 18-ish and go live in washington dc, because nico wanted to go back there, and will becomes a paediatrician and nico a professor of literature. they live with the most dramatic-ass fucking cat and a little daughter named bianca maria di angelo-solace :>

yeahh okay bye <3

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