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undercover707 · 10 months
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Finished later then I wanted but happy birthday month to me and the Choi twins -n0v4
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juminsmysticmc · 2 years
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Jihyun x Mc - starving and getting food form each other
So, since I misunderstood the request I posted a few days ago, I had on more version...so this is the wrong version :X Hope you can still enjoy this writing! 
Trigger Warning, mention of starving, being stressed and being in a hard situation
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Jihyun x starved Mc
The stress was slowly getting to you and you couldn’t even walk straight anymore. 
The hunger you felt made you sleepy and weak, nothing mattered. 
All you wanted was to take a bite of something.
You felt devastated and embarrassed by your current situation, but you would never dare to say anything or beg for help.
You would never dare to even say a word to the RFA because you knew that they all would help you and you didn’t want anyone’s pity.
Weakly, you walked into the room where the other members were waiting for you. Your skin was pale, you had bad eye bags, and you were beginning to feel sick and sweaty.
,,Hi, we were waiting for you,’’ your boyfriend said.
Maybe at least he should know. You wanted to tell him as soon as the meeting was over, but before you could grab your chair to take a seat, everything around you began to move. You felt as if someone grabbed the floor from beneath your feet and before you could even stop yourself, you collapsed.
Jihyun’s voice was so far away, but at the same time you knew that he was yelling your name right next to you.
You woke up 15 minutes later. A bowl of water was next to you, Jihyun’s jacket was over your body, Jaehee was holding up your legs, and someone was checking your pulse.
,,She starved I would say for at least half a day,’’ the man said, someone you didn’t recognize at least, but before you could say something about your embarrassing situation, Jumin already ordered some food.
,,Jihyun, I’m sorry I-’’ you groaned when he was stroking your hand. The RFA quickly unpacked the food before you finally could tell them that you lost your job and needed the money to pay your rent.
,,We would have helped you, not out of pity, but out of love. Mc, never ever think that you need to be embarrassed about something. We love you and want to protect you…really,’’ This helped you to get through your day and indeed help was given quickly in the most kind way.
Starved Jihyun x Mc
,,I am thinking of cooking some Italian food. If someone wants to come over, you are all welcome! Just tell me so that I can buy enough groceries,’’ you wrote in the chatroom, hoping, no, deeply wishing, for Jihyun to come along.
No one noticed but you did. Your fiancé hadn’t eaten anything lately and it only worsened ever since you went back to live in your own apartment.
You were planning on moving back in with Jihyun as he found Saeran and the twins were able to live together, however, you still needed to sort out a few things before moving out.
Luckily for you, the whole RFA agreed on coming along, meaning that you would have to cook for a lot of people.
You quickly went back to your room to change your clothes before you went out to buy some meat, Italian noodles, tomatoes, and some fresh bread.
It took you some time to prepare, but when you finally finished cooking, you were pretty happy with the results.
Jihyun was the first one to arrive. The man watched the food and as soon as you asked him to taste the food, he dug in.
You observed your fiancé dig in, enjoy your food, and chew with love before his eyes met yours.
Embarrassed, he looked at you, his mouth full with your food as you smiled, 
,,Why do you keep starving yourself?’’ you finally asked him.
,,I…I don’t know…’’ he mumbled.
,,Don’t starve yourself, Jihyun…stay healthy and happy, please,’’ you said, taking his hand before you shoved one more snack into his mouth.
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29.08.2022 // 18:00 MEST
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iluvcove · 1 year
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my friend and i decided to do a full play through of every ending in every route in mystic messenger so lol. here’s a sketch i will never finish.
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vieapuff · 6 months
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[♀] valentines day prep
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password-door-lock · 26 days
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Bleach
Unknown x Reader; 6k words; fluff and angst Rating: Teen and up audiences
“Are you bleaching your hair?” You materialize in the bathroom doorway, apparently unable to leave him alone for any meaningful amount of time. You're like a little lost puppy, trailing behind him as he goes about his day with no regard for the minutiae of any given situation. When you're lucky, Unknown finds this desperate behavior vaguely cute. When you're unlucky, he's overwhelmed by it, not to mention annoyed. Right now… you’ve caught him when he’s too busy to formulate any specific set of feelings about your behavior. Maybe that means you’re lucky, then, after all. “What does it look like?” He demands, stirring the solution vigorously with the brush provided in the package. OR: You help Unknown bleach his hair.
Read it on AO3!
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mystmesstolemysoul · 5 months
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me: Seven...?
707: ye?
me: how much does Zen hate cats?
707: oh, he doesn't actually hate them, he just gets violently ill
me: oh thank God. I have three cats I'm unwilling to part with, and if Zen threatens that it won't work out.
zen: *long-suffering sigh (except it's a struggle because he can't breathe out of his nose because cats)*
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gifti3 · 6 months
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It feels like the characters in mystic messanger are talking directly to the actual player and not the mc several times throughout their routes
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adoranoia · 10 months
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> ( txt to : RFA GC . ) [ seven sent a photo ! ]
[ it's of jumin han, sat beside the hacker on his pent-house's couch, he smiles gently at the camera, and holds up the back of one of his hands. his nails are colorfully painted, with messy little cat faces on them, assumingly done by seven himself. ]
> ( txt to : RFA GC . ) so, how did i do, how did i do!? do you guys like them, too? > ( txt to : RFA GC . )
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* ft @resetcat !
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ceoinline · 1 year
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Seven why r u... as a man calling yourself cat dad and calling jumin cat mom... I see you...
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nosferatufaggot · 1 year
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Was spiraling, and this silly little mobile game literally told me exactly what I needed to hear and gave me the good advice I didn't know I desperately needed.
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cheritzteam · 10 months
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[MM] Announcement on Mystic Messenger 7th Anniversary Event, 2023
Hello, this is Cheritz.
How was your June with the twins?  
The twins had a great time reading your childhood stories.
They also said they were happy to have someone special celebrate their birthday with them again this year :)
It's July, where half the year is gone and the second half starts. 
Do you remember what special anniversary is coming up?
It's July 9th,
We sincerely hope that you've had a happy and enjoyable seven years of sharing stories with the members on Mystic Messenger.
We hope you'll stay with us for many more years to come! 
So, are you ready to join us for our 7th anniversary celebration?
Check out the announcement below to learn more! 😉
< ① 7th Anniversary of Mystic Messenger : Mystic Wedding Day >
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The theme of this year's RFA party is "Wedding"!
Maybe it's just the mood, but it seems like the members are more eager than usual.
Please come prepared with a nice outfit that fits the dress code!
Upload a post on social media using the hashtag #MM_My_WeddingLook sharing the wedding look you want to wear in the template provided! Don’t miss out on the chance to be one of the 15 lucky participants who will receive 50 hourglasses⌛ as a prize♥
Also, upload a post on social media using the hashtag #MM_Happy_7thanniv to celebrate Mystic Messenger’s 7th anniversary and try your chances at winning 50 ⌛ hourglasses as a prize>ㅁ<)9
< ② Game-Access Event >
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If you access the game during the event below, you'll see a commemorative title image for Mystic Messenger’s 7th anniversary! Enjoy the game with the new title image and celebrate the 7th anniversary together.
Title Illustration : July 6th(Thur) - July 19th(Wed) (KST)
< ③ Mystic Messenger L-shaped Folder Ver.10 Released! >
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July 6th, celebrating our 7th Anniversary, L-shaped Folder Ver.10 will be released!
Don’t miss out on the chance to see our special birthday illustrations and seasonal illustrations in larger size as real life merchandise! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و
< L-shaped Folder Ver.10 >
2022 Valentine Day
2022 Yoosung★’s Birthday
2022 ZEN’s Birthday
2022 Children’s Day
2022 707&Saeran’s Birthday
6th Anniversary
2022 Summer
Detailed notice will be uploaded at Cheritz Market after release.
Also, to celebrate our 7th anniversary, we are offering a 15% discount on emoticon cushions on Cheritz Market!
If you have been hesitating to purchase them, please don’t miss your chance★.
Cheritz Market discounted period : July 6th (Wed) 2PM - July 13th (Wed) 2PM (KST)
Link to Cheritz Market : http://shop.cheritz.com 
Did you enjoy the announcement of 7th Anniversary events?
We would like to express our gratitude in advance for joining the special wedding day held to celebrate 7 years with RFA.
We hope you'll stay with Mystic Messenger for many more years to come! 
Thank you!
Cheritz.
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juminsmysticmc · 2 years
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Hey there! Here is my request for Jihyun x Mc - Mc learns she is unable to have kids of her own through pregnancy due to a medical condition and becomes depressed. In the end they adopt Lucy. - I hope you like the request. I was inspired by the beginning of the movie Up. 🥰
Jihyun x Mc - Adopting Lucy
Trigger Warning, mention of infertility, depression
Hiiii, I hope you like it. Since it was your request, I tried my best to give my very best :)
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You looked out the window as you waited for the doctor to enter the warm, yet uncomfortable, room. Jihyun was holding your hand. His fingers were entangled with yours as his skin slowly stroked yours to calm you down. To make you relax a bit. However, no one could take this hardship from you, lift this fear from your shoulders, make your heart feel at ease, no one except that doctor, who was supposed to tell you that you just had to try harder for a child. However, that moment never came. Instead, the first words he said, was ,,I’m sorry’’. As soon as you heard those words from him, your world was crushed. As if darkness was surrounding you, you felt the floor breaking apart and making you fall into a deep hole of solitude and loneliness. Everything you ever wanted, all you wished for, the little family you dreamt of, the feeling of being pregnant, of protecting a human being below your heart with your skin, the feeling of feeling another heartbeat other than yours, feel the movements, everything you ever wanted, nothing was granted with that very sentence. You were unable to get pregnant, have children of your own, or give your husband a child. ,,As a woman, I am worth nothing,’’ you mumbled as you were seated back in the car. Finally, you could let go of the tears you were holding back. The sadness you couldn’t express in the hospital now had a chance to flow. ,,Hey, no, Mc, look at me. What you said isn’t true,’’ Jihyun whispered. His hand was trying to take you by the arm to make you turn towards him. He failed as you rejected him, brushing him off and turning your body to the door of the car before you began to sob loudly. A nightmare of days passed, but for you it seemed as if every day was like a single second. All you wished for was this nightmare to be over. You couldn’t do anything but stay in your room. Everything was dark and you couldn’t hear anything. You didn’t want to hear anything. The laughing children in the garden would only make you furious. The pleading sounds of Jihyun’s voice would only make you feel worse as your own thoughts were haunting you.  But that was the only thing you couldn’t mute. Jihyun was an angel. You knew that with Rika he already had to go through so much and now you were giving him a hard time, but instead of leaving you, your husband stayed by your side. ,,Remember? To share joy and sorrow for as long as both of us live. I promised you this when we married,’’ he whispered. His hand was trying to get some of your warmth and his soft touch made you realize that not only you were in pain, but he was too. This was the day the both of you began to really realize what was happening and you finally started to talk about the topic. He helped you to slowly heal from your hard time, to slowly begin to live again, even though it was hard. The both of you tried to brainstorm which openings and possibilities you still had. ,,I don’t want to adopt,’’ you said honestly when he told you that this was something he would like to do, ,,honestly, I would rather have no kids than to raise other children. I mean, I would love them and all, but would they ever love me the same? In the end, they all go to search for their real parents and my child leaving me would break my heart,’’ you said honestly, and suddenly, you were crying again. You never knew how sensitive of a person you were. ,,I understand, I’m with you, but we can help so many children who aren’t blessed with their parents. Just because your child wants to search for her real mother, it doesn’t mean that they will love you less. Don’t think so low of yourself,’’ Jihyun asked you, holding your hand. For you, adopting still wasn’t an option and since you were still trying to make it work out with yourself, you and Jihyun decided to first do nothing and instead tried to heal. Both of you went to therapy, tried to heal, and enjoyed the time you had until the day you would be really ready to take that big step - adopting a child. ,,She’s so perfect,’’ you whispered. You were emotional and almost forgot how to breathe as you looked down at the little girl in your arms. Her eyes were closed and her little hand was barely touching your finger. ,,She sure is…’’ Jihyun nodded. His hand was holding yours from below as he too observed the little bundle of happiness which would follow you home. ,,Lucy…I promise you that I will always protect and love you… Me and your father will,’’ you promised with no one around you as you enjoyed the little moment you had as a real family…
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31.08.2022 // 15:01 MEST
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rfaromance · 1 year
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Jumin Han is the funniest member of the RFA -- appreciation post
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password-door-lock · 25 days
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I’m sorry, Rika is WHERE??
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mystmesstolemysoul · 4 months
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What if MC had no choice but to reset? What if, after enough cycles through each story, they know exactly which night they'll go to sleep next to their love then wake up all alone with a text telling them to go to an address they already know by heart. What if MC was cursed with repeating the same events over and over again, falling in love but never getting to grow beyond a certain point with the love of their life?
(lil drabble below the cut. There's a little bit of reset theory sprinkled in, along with a smidge of reference to a song I think goes with MysMes perfectly)
Which guy I'm talking about is intentionally vague so you can imagine your fave <3
Angst with a happy? bittersweet? ending
Not proofread, I don't have time for that shit, sorry lol
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The first time it happened, it was jarring. A panic setting in as you woke up, back in your old old apartment, no sign of him anywhere. Had it all been a dream? Surely not.
Then came the text, and it all came flooding back. What was happening?
You were less fearful this time as you walked up to Rika's apartment, even knowing all that you did now about the mysterious circumstances that had brough you here.
When they, the RFA, your family, greeted you as a stranger, it stung in a painfully nostalgic way. Had they really forgotten all about you? But it wasn't that; they hadn't known you in the first place.
You did some things differently, this time around. You gave more attention to one of the members that you'd brushed off the first time. Confusion clouded you on day five when everything began to drift away from the story you remembered. Despite this change, your new bachelor managed to sweep you off your feet, though you always felt guilty whenever he, your lover from the first time, called or texted. You felt guilty having to push him away to stay loyal to your new man.
You had almost forgotten about that jarring day when everything had reset. Almost. Until it happened again. You were more prepared this time, but felt almost exceedingly empty as you read the text asking for your help. You wanted to ignore it, to stop this toying with your heart. But you knew you couldn't stay away from the RFA. You were bound, heart and soul. So you did as 'Unknown' asked.
You began to dread it more and more each new route, never knowing when you were going to wake up alone and start the cycle all over again. It became numbing. Heartbreaking. But you could never stay away.
Eventually, you'd seen every possible way it could end. There had been a time you'd hoped to find a road that wouldn't end. A path that wouldn't lead to you waking up alone, forced to greet your closest friends as new strangers. But you'd long since given that up.
You'd seen every success, every possible failure. Felt every swell of new love, every shattering heartbreak. Made friends, made enemies, just for it all to be washed away.
There was a time when you'd begun to intentionally run everything into the ground. It was easier to repeat random 5-day loops than to go months, years, before having it all ripped away from you. But bringing them heartbreak hurt you more.
You were careful now. So careful. Especially with him.
You could never bring yourself to be careless with him. You didn't know why, but after a while, he began to stick out to you more than all the rest. No matter which path you walked, he always caught your eye. The way he said things, his way of thinking, how he tried to look out for you in his own little way.
So you pursued him. You'd won his heart before, many times, but you did it again with a purpose. You knew it wouldn't last. You knew one day, you'd wake up and it would all be over. But you loved him. You really loved him. And when the night came that you knew would be the last, you tried desperately not to sleep. But it was as if some curse took over you, forcing your eyes to close. When you awoke, it was all gone.
But you wouldn't let that stop you. Again, you followed him, your north star, your guiding light. Again, you won his heart. And again, you woke up. It was the third time when you noticed something different. Just a moment. A spark. A faint look in his eyes when you saw him face to face, some wondrous shock, as if he couldn't believe you'd chosen him. More than that usual look in his eyes when he saw you for what you believed to be his first time.
But the look wasn't enough for you to say something. Not yet. But a fourth time, you chose him. Then a fifth. Till finally, on the sixth time through, he gave you a look as if you'd gone insane, and he loved you for it. You'd asked without thinking. "You remember, don't you?"
He hadn't had to speak a word for you to know the answer. You knew him too well. He woke up alone, the same as you. And you loved him fiercer. Again and again and again, determined now to always choose him. No matter how repetitive, no matter how painful, you couldn't choose anyone but him, knowing he'd have to watch you fall in love with another man if you chose any other path.
When the fateful night settled in, wrapped up in each others arms, you were silent. You both knew what this night meant. When the daylight comes I'll have to go. You felt his tears trickle into your hair. "I don't wanna start all over."
And you didn't either. "I know, baby, I know." You held him so close, promising, "I'll choose you. I'll always choose you." And you meant it. You'd never be able to make it through now without him. You had him, now, and you weren't letting go.
And when the daylight comes I'll have to go, but tonight I'm gonna hold you so close, 'cause in the daylight we'll be on our own, but tonight I'm gonna hold you so close.
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natasha-in-space · 3 months
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Every so often, I can't help but think about all the dirty jobs Saeyoung had to do during his time as an agent. I'm not talking about the usual digital crime stuff he feels comfortable enough to mention openly. I'm talking of those missions he'd rather just shut up and never speak a word about. What about all the missions that went wrong for him, back when he was still young and inexperienced?
The fact that he has blood on his hands is apparent to us. But, do you ever think about whether or not he was forced to kill an innocent? Be it by some cruel accident or by direct order from the higher ups he had no choice but to obey? Have you ever thought of him having to make a quick elimination on yet another corrupt member of society, only to realize that his family, who has nothing to do with this, had seen him?
Have you ever thought about him doing everything he can to fix this: coming up with shaky lies on the spot, attempting to fabricate evidence, eventually resorting to pitiful begging that goes nowhere. But there should not be any witnesses. It's too late to turn back now. He got sloppy. His DNA is already on the scene of the crime. If he refuses, he not only puts his own safety at risk, but these people will get eliminated regardless. The least he can do is make it quick and painless. Have you ever thought of him still having to come back to his sad parody of a home and pretend like everything is fine? Like this was just another Tuesday, and not one of the most sickening things he had to do and witness?
Have you imagined him sitting down, staring at his bloodied hands with a blank and glassy look to his eyes, his weapon still in his grasp, and his ears ringing from every shot he has fired? Have you ever thought of him feeling so utterly disgusted and ashamed of himself that it almost seems like the silver cross on his neck that has always brought him a sense of security, is burning through his clothes and straight into his flesh? He won't take it off, no matter how heavy it feels. He wears it as a constant reminder of the sins these hands have committed. He knows that God has seen it all. He knows that, much like Lucifer, he will never be allowed to step foot over the Heaven's Gates. His soul is too sullied. Too dirty. Too sinful.
I feel like these are the days when he goes complete MIA. He tells everyone in the RFA later that he just slept through these few days.
He maintains contact with V, just in case. But, really, he spends these few days just... in a daze. Luciel has no remorse for selling his entire life away to guarantee his brother's happiness. He does not regret sullying his hands in the darkest sins this world had to offer, if only it means that Saeran's hands will get to do all the good things he has always dreamed about. He does not regret forsaking his own childhood, because he never thought of himself as a child in the first place.
But, in these moments... as the events of what he has done continue to unfold in his head over and over again, like he never even left, he feels it. Regret. Guilt. Disgust.
Luciel harbors a deep hatred towards his parents. He hates his joke of a mother, who has brought nothing but endless torment on her own children for ruining the life she foolishly destroyed all by herself, something he despises with all his heart. He hates his father for forcing them to live in constant fear and paranoia, just for the unforgivable crime of being born into this world. He hates every bystander who has done nothing to correct such an unfair act of pure cruelty unfolding right in front of their eyes.
But, as his vacant gaze keep drifting back to the equipment he has stashed away in one of his many drawers, a grim thought claws at his insides, tearing him apart piece by piece like a vicious parasite feeding on his flesh: is he... really that different from them?
Vanderwood ends up being the one find him, slouched in his seat, his hands still caked and crusty with blood. They just sigh, already knowing what happened. It's something they all had to go through. They just sit next to him, letting the younger agent know he's not alone. And, once Luciel's shoulders start to shake with choked, painful sobs, they don't say a word. They just let him break down into their arms.
It's one of the rarer moments of tenderness between the two.
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