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#ya'll-#this man can fuck ne over and id thank him#like pls hon#date me for q bit#then idc go to ty be with the love of yohr life#just date me JUST for a day pls and thank u#kit herondale#ty blackthorn#the dark artifices#lady midnight#lord of shadows#queen of air and darkness#kitty tda#tda#tsc#the shadowhuter chronicles#the wicked powers#secrets of blackthorn hall#sobh
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An Analysis of Portgas D. Ace
Alright I decided to do this since people actually enjoyed the analysis i did for Kid. Also, i find myself relating to him more and more recently. So, I thought: why not do an analysis of him?
Ace is undoubtedly one of my favorite characters in all of one piece so this might segway to become a "Why is Ace such a good character?" post.
Before I begin, just a disclaimer; I am aware that not everyone will agree with what I say so just make sure you understand that this is just my opinion. im just a psychology student so im just using whatever crap i learnt into analyzing this.
* This post might contain spoilers *
Here we go.
I think we can all agree that Ace is definitely one of the most loved characters in one piece. He has a shit ton of fans so i dont even NEED to convince you on why you should like him. But of course, there are fans that like him only because of his appearance or because of his abilities. So, id like to offer a different perspective- the same goes with my Kid post. Im just here to kind of breakdown the reasons why Ace is such an amazing character such that we can all appreciate him even more.
1. Background
Let us take a look at his background shall we? I think this is a very important part of Ace's character as all his choices and decisions stems from how he was raised during his childhood.
In the recent chapters of one piece, they showed a panel of Roger saying how he wanted a son. But we all know how that went. He was dead so he couldnt take care of Ace. Instead, taking care of Ace became Garp's responsibility, then it shifted to Dadan's responsibility.
Dadan was Ace' primary caretaker. While she provided and place for him to stay & food to eat, she isn't really shown spending time with him. She cared for him, that's for sure. But did she meet his emotional needs? I dont think so. Spending time with a chuld is very importsnt for their growth. But Dadan did not do that. It's evident that Ace displays the insecure-avoidant attachment style as he is unconcerned about his caregiver. This led him to develop trust issues as he got a bit older.
Another reason that could explain his behaviour in his childhood is that no one tried to address the relationship between him and Gol D. Roger. No one took time to acknowledge Ace's feelings about Roger. Everyone around him had said that he was an amazing man, but no one understood Ace when he said that Roger wasn't as great of a father. This led him to resent Roger even more- as well as the people who praised him.
Sabo's 'death' really affected Ace. Sabo was the first person who accepted Ace and I guess Ace must've grieved over him. (I mean, he does have a tattoo in memory of Sabo) But, Sabo was the reason why Ace decided to become stronger. So that he could fight for whoever he cared about.
2. Love
This is arguably the main theme in Ace's character.
His whole character arc revolves around acceptance and his goal in life was simply to find someone that could love him for who he was- not because he was the son of Roger. As explained above, he had attachment issues as he wasn't really shown any love as a kid. The firet person to accept him was Sabo then eventually, Luffy. It's unclear how Sabo and Ace met but, Sabo was definitely the first person to help Ace open up his heart. This is purely hypothetical but I think Ace saw similarities between himself and Sabo which eventually led them to becoming friends. On the other hand, he took a long time before he accepted Luffy. Luffy was an interesting child because he was so persistent in getting Ace's attention and acceptance. I'm sure Ace must have felt confused as to why someone would try so hard to even be accepted by him. Was it because he was Roger's son? Or did Luffy really want to befriend Ace because of who he was? When they became sworn brothers, it had meant that Ace was going to sacrifice everything for Sabo and Luffy. They followed different paths but Ace never stopped caring for them.
Moving on to the point where he first joined the Whiteheard pirates, this is when he experienced what it was like to have a family. Over time, they taught him about how a family should be like. They showed him unconditional love and sheltered him from those who would try to harm him. In return, he does the same for them. This was when Ace had found his purpose. His purpose was to protect those he cared about and those who cared about him.
3. Marineford
This is where Ace's character really was at its peak. We see that everything that we have understood about Ace makes sense as they are reflected in his actions. Him going after Blackbeard after he killed Thatch, then getting captured. But, this is where we learn that Ace is still struggling with his issues. He doesn't want to be saved because there's a part of him that thinks that no one cares about him. He thinks that nobody would bother risking their lives for him so, he didn't ask for any help as he didn't want to ne disappointed when no one came. At the same time, part of him clung on to that hope that he could be saved. That maybe just one person would come and rescue him.
As an audience, his conflicting emotions really impacted me because his feelings are all too real. What do i mean? This is kind of personal but, if you have ever struggled with mental illness you'll understand Ace's feelings. I've dealt with depression all my life and I could really relate to his feelings. Sometimes I wonder if I'm worth the effort, if there is any point in me living. Does anyone really care about me? Even if you don't have a mental health condition, surely you must have had times where you were in despair. That is when you wonder to yourself if there is any point in clinging onto hope. If there is anyonr that could save you from this situation. I think this side of Ace's character is so well written because it reflects reality.
The most heartbreaking scene is when Ace protects Luffy from Akainu. Some people argue that Ace's death was his own fault as he shouldn't have gotten agitated when Akainu insulted Whitebeard. But, you need to understand Whitebeard's relationship to Ace. To Ace, Whitebeard was the man that gave him everything a father would have. He was there for Ace physically and emotionally. He literally was the one who gave Ace the confidence and strength to fight for who he loves. So, I think that his actions and choices in that scene is perfectly valid. It fits his character.
Finally, Ace's death and his last words.
"Thank you for loving me."
This fucking broke my heart.
Everything about Ace's character is coming in full circle. His past, his choices, everything had been leading to this moment where he would die protecting the one he loved. He had finally achieved his goal in life- which was to find someone who could love him. He must've felt so fucking happy when he saw how so many people were willing to fight to save him. He finally attainted the happiness he had been searching for so, so long.
Then, he died.
This is going to segway a little but I really, really couldn't accept his death because he didn't deserve to die. Don't get me wrong, I do know how important his death is for the story and Luffy's character but I still can't accept that he couldn't live out the rest of his days happily. Also, the fact that he never got to see Sabo again just fucking breaks my heart because Sabo was the first person in his LIFE to accept him. (that is why i ship them lmao)
Anyways.
In summary, I think the reason why everyone loves Ace so much was because they could see themselves in his position. We can understand his conflicting feelings, his fears and worries because they are a reflection of reality. We desire for the same thing as he does: Love and acceptance. Which is why, we root for him. In times of despair, he clings on to hope- much like how we do in real life.
With that said, like how Ace deserves all the love in the world, you do too.
You deserve better.
TLDR; i love this man so, so much
#one piece#portgas d ace#portgas d. ace#sabo#asl#asl brothers#monkey d. luffy#luffy#whitebeard pirates
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Unexpected Arrival -4
Pairing: Eventual Bucky x Reader, Possible Steve x Reader
Summary: As if working with the Avengers wasn’t exciting enough…. an unexpected visitor is about to change your life forever.
A/N: This part kinda took a little angsty turn! After the next chapter, there may be a little time jump.... i havent decided yet. Thank you to everyone who is reading/sharing, it means alot!
I was cleared by Bruce, as long as i promised to take it easy for a couple of days! Bucky walked with me back to the residential floor, Evie safely tucked into his right arm as i leant on his left for a bit of support.
"Hey Buck, lets just stop in the common room for a bit. I need to eat and not be stuck in a bed for a while"
"You sure? Bruce said to rest...."
"I'll be resting just fine on the sofa, while you make me a sandwich"
"Okay, deal" he chuckled shaking his head as we walked into the common room. I walked over to the sofa and gently lowered myself down, Bucky standing close by waiting for me to get comfortable.
"I'm not sure how much rest you'll get when the team realise you and Evie are in here" he said leaning forward to place Evie in my arms once he saw i was settled "what do you want on your sandwich doll?"
"I really dont mind, id eat anything im that hungry" i scoffed as i snuggled into the sofa with Evie laying on my chest.
"Well i'll be damned!!" Came the booming voice of Sam Wilson.
"Shhhhh she's sleeping bird brain!" Bucky snapped as he playfully shoved Sams shoulder.
"Sorry! I didnt know!" He mumbled as he walked over and sat across from me "i heard what happened but i thought they were all just messing with me!!"
"Nope its true, surprise huh?"
"Id say!! She's beautiful Y/N" Sam flashed a huge grin as he looked down at Evie.
"Thank you Sam" i smiled proudly and looked over to see Bucky keeping a close eye on us while he made my sandwich.
"What are you? The baby bodyguard?" Sam laughed teasing Bucky, Sam had obviously noticed that Bucky was keeping a close eye on us.
"Try the baby daddy!" Bucky replied with a dead straight face and murder in his eyes.
"What??!!" Sam practically squealed at Bucky's reply.
"Oh my god Buck.... did you really just say that?" I laughed at him, his eyes met mine and his facade broke as he burst out laughing "im sorry! I heard Tony say it yesterday" Bucky shrugged as he walked over with the plate holding my sandwich.
"Please don't ever say that again"
"Wait.... are you serious? Or are you fucking with me?? i honestly cant tell!"
Sam said shaking his head and looking super confused.
"Language! Don't swear around my daughter!" Bucky slapped Sam on the back of the head as he passed.
"Switch please" i smiled up at Bucky before taking the plate, once his hands were free he carefully picked up Evie and had her held against his chest in no time.
"Wow..... you’re like... good at the dad thing Buck" Sam said sounding surprised.
"I had younger sisters growing up, it was a long time ago but I'm pretty sure its still the same" he chuckled.
"Wait, how long have you two...."
"You can take this one Buck I'm eating" i said with a shit eating grin.
"Thanks Y/N" he rolled his eyes, looked at Sam and shrugged "it was one time, we're not together.... but we're in this together. Right doll?" He looked at me and smiled.
"Yep, what he said" i replied trying to keep my tone steady, it hurt a little hearing how casual he made it sound. It took me back to when he had acted like nothing had happened between us after we finally slept together all those months ago.
"I cant believe y'all have a baby!"
"Neither can we!" I said around a mouthful of my sandwich "imagine my surprise when Bruce told me i didn't have stomach flu and that i was in fact in labour!"
"Thats crazy sweetheart"
"Sure was, scariest thing I've ever been through Sammy....And the pain.... nothing compares to that!"
"But it was worth it, look what you got out of it" Sam was hovering around Evie clearly wanting to hold her but Bucky wasn't parting with her just yet.
"She was worth every bit of the pain".
Later that afternoon I was walking back to the common room after taking a shower and getting into clean clothes, i stopped by the door when i heard Sam and Bucky talking in hushed voices.
"Oh come on man! These girls are hot! You cant pass that up!" Sam was saying to Bucky.
"I don't know Sam, i don't really think me going out on a date is a good idea right now"
"Why the hell not?? Just because you got a kid now? Im sure Evie wont mind"
"Y/N's been through a lot man, i just feel like i need to be here for her and Evie"
"Buck come onnnn! they will both probably be asleep by 7pm! the date is at 8, you dont need to stay that long..."
I couldn't believe what i was hearing! I pushed the door open making sure it was loud enough that they heard me. Both men turned to face me, Sam with a huge fake smile and Bucky just looked plain guilty.
"Sorry did i interrupt something?" I asked casually as i flipped on the kettle to make some tea.
"No doll of course not"
"I was just telling Bucky about a date i arranged for him.... a double date actually. I needed a wingman"
"Oh...."
"And I was just telling Sam that i didn't think it was a good idea. I thought it'd be best if i stayed here incase you and Evie needed me"
"If you wanna go Buck don't let us stop you" i snapped turning to face them "i'll be fine with Evie on my own"
"See! I told you she'd be cool!"
I was suddenly feeling so angry and on the verge of tears all at once! I just needed to get away from them, I walked over to Bucky and reached down taking Evie.
"She needs feeding" i said simply "go on your date Bucky" i mumbled as i turned around and headed for my room.
I was sat on my bed nursing Evie with tears running down my face when i heard the knock on my door. I chose to ignore it hoping that whoever it was would take the hint and leave me alone.
"Y/N.... doll i know you’re in there i can hear you" Steve called from outside making me sigh and wipe my tears away.
"Im just feeding Evie, i'll be out in a minute"
"Can i come in?.... i can tell you’re upset sweetheart"
"Im fine Steve..." i called back but burst into tears again. The next thing i know the door clicked open and Steve came in, he pushed the door closed behind him and locked it before rushing to my side. He sat next to me on my bed pulling me into him carefully while trying not to disrupt Evie's feeding.
"You wanna tell me whats wrong?" He asked quietly as he stroked my arm trying to calm me down.
"Im just a huge hormonal mess right now Steve" i mumbled not wanting to admit what had set me off "its been a lot to adjust to i guess and i think its all just catching up to me"
"You sure thats all? You know you can talk to me Y/N.... about anything"
"I know" i nodded "I'm not even sure why i got so upset.... not really"
"So something did upset you"
"It was stupid..... don't worry about it" i told him as i sat up seeing that Evie was done feeding, i held her blanket over my chest so i didn't expose myself to Steve.
"Could you take her for a second while i sort this out?"
"Sure" he nodded happily taking Evie.
I straightened out my shirt and settled back against the bed watching Steve burp Evie. His huge hand was rested against her chest supporting her chin and jaw, his free hand gently rubbing her back.
"How do you even know how to wind a baby Steve?" I asked curiously, he looked like a pro!
"I may have done some research" he blushed a little "i wanted to know what kinda stuff needed to be done so i could help out if you needed me to"
I was suddenly crying again!!
"Oh god.... what?? Why are you crying?"
He asked starting to panic.
"That was really thoughtful of you Steve! I cant believe you went to that effort for us... for Evie"
"Of course i did, gotta be there for my favourite girls" he said smiling just as Evie let out a little burp making us both laugh, it was the cutest little sound!
"So why are you in here crying? Talk to me" Steve said a few minutes later.
"Steve...."
"Wouldn't have anything to do with whatever the hell Sam and Bucky were bickering over would it?"
"Probably" I nodded as i picked at a thread on the blanket avoiding looking at Steve "Sam arranged a date for Bucky. I heard them talking.... Bucky said he didn't think he should go considering I've just given birth to his daughter. He feels like he needs to be here incase we need him" i shrugged "i want him to want to be here for her, i don't want him to feel like he has to.... like she's a burden to his dating life" i admitted to Steve then started to laugh at how stupid i sounded "i sound fucking crazy i know!"
"No you don't"
"I told him to go, told him that he should go on his date.... not to let us stop him, that i would be fine on my own"
"But you don't want him to go on that date do you" It wasn't a question, it was Steve stating a fact.
"No..."
"Y/N, why don't you just tell him that?"
"Because i'll sound like a crazy woman!! he doesn't owe me anything Steve, he’s not my boyfriend.... we didn't plan this" i rambled on not even sure if i was making any sense at all "yes, we have a daughter together now but that doesn't mean he has to put his life on hold. If he wants to date who am i to stop him?"
"And what about your feelings for Bucky?"
"W..what?" I asked wide eyed, caught off guard by Steve's comment.
"Im not blind doll, i see the way you are with him... the way you look at him. You love him" Steve stated smiling "and that was before you had Evie!"
"I.... i dont... shit. So what if i do huh?? Steve, it doesnt change the fact that he doesnt feel the same way!"
"How do you know that? Have you asked him??"
"Of course i haven't asked him!! But he made it clear enough back in Alaska" i shrugged.
"What do you mean?"
"if you had finally slept with the woman you loved.... would you act like nothing happened the next day?? Act like everything was normal, ignore her even. Go on dates with other women...."
"I wouldn't no"
"Exactly! There's no point in me telling Bucky how i feel because i know he will never feel the same".
"Y/N...."
"Its fine, honestly. I'll be okay, its just the hormones.... I'm over reacting" i shrugged "please don't say anything to him Steve.... i know he’s your best friend but this stays between us".
"I wont, i promise" he smiled sadly as he held my hand bringing it up to place a kiss on the back of it.
"Thank you Steve".
#bucky barnes#bucky x reader#winter soldier#bucky fanfic#bucky imagine#bucky x you#sebastian stan#steve x reader#unexpectedarrival
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Stuck on the Outside Failing to Look In (Just Like in Real Life)
This @mtl-trick-or-treat fic is for @tanyonlee, who asked for either a treat of “Very cute Skwistok!!” or a trick of “Skwisgaar and his gmiltf girlfriend XDDD.”
It’s your lucky Halloween dude, because I wrote BOTH. In five parts. I hope you like 8300+ word fics. 💩
Here’s part one! (1412 words)
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Excerpt from Skwisgaar Is Ams Dick by T. Wartooth, chapter four (“Skwisgaar Is Ams Slut”), pages 132-133:
Everyones knows that Skwisgaar will does just abouts anybodies. That ain’ts the halfs of it! Every times ol’ Toki starts talkings to a beautiesful girl, Skwisgaar rolls right ups and starts the whisperings horny nothings to her ear what’s like I’m not theres. Fucking rudes! Then he goes and screws thems. Sometimes they don’t even bothers to leaves the room! And it’s not evens like whats the ladies are really sluts. Some ofs them ams real nice, whats have hopes and dreams and real goods teeth and everything. Some even haves the boobs thats am all naturals, just like mothers makes ‘em, though nots veries often ‘cause most groupies gets them sized ups whats to catch our attention betters.
But anyways, the ladies ain’ts the sluts, Skwisgaar ams. The ladies only wants to sleeps with likes four, maybies five guys, because we ams super mega famous. Skwisgaar ams the ones who doesn’ts cares whos he puts the you-know-whats sausage into sides of as longs as he gets to does it! You barlies ever see his ass with the sames lady twice!! He ams physicallies uns-capable of even gettings that close to settling downs and I can proves it. Ins this chapter I wills...
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“... In other news, Toki Wartooth seems to be on the Toki Warpath! He’s been arrested seventeen times in the last two months alone, and at last night’s Dethklok concert in Washington DC actually lept from the stage and started it all-out brawl. The incident ended up outing several ultra-conservative Senators and House Representatives as closet Dethklok fans, despite having made so much effort to distance themselves from the group in the past. Thanks to the staff at prominent DC hospitals that leaked copies of the intake forms to the press, they’ve got quite a bit of explaining to do to their constituents.
“And that’s the Dethklok Minute!”
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Groupie Debriefing Transcript
ID: 174849464438
[ x] Returning
[ x] Approved for return
On file:
[ x] Pain waiver
[ x] STI screen upon arrival
[ x] STI screen prior to debriefing
[ ] Paternity waiver
[ x] Medical record of infertility due to
[ ] Hysterectomy
[ ] Tubal ligation
[ x] Menopause
[ ] Other: ________
Name: Beulah Rosenberg
Rating: GMILF
Debriefing Agent: 7982
7982: Please state for the record which members of Dethklok you interacted with on this visit.
ROSENBERG: Just Skwisgaar.
7982: Skwigelf?
ROSENBERG: Is there more than one Skwisgaar floating around here, dear?
7982: Just being thorough, ma’am.
ROSENBERG: Oh good. I don’t think he would like that, he’s a very sensitive boy you know. Being unique is very important to him.
7982: I’m aware, ma’am. And what was the purpose of your visit?
ROSENBERG: I don’t kiss and tell, dear.
7982: Um, okay. And you were with him from approximately 3:15pm yesterday to 8:45am this morning, is that correct?
ROSENBERG: That sounds about right. And we spent most of that time talking, for your information.
7982: Talking? With Lord Skwigelf? Instead of, uh... I mean, isn’t that a bit unusual? In your experience? Which... you’ve been on file here for several years now.
ROSENBERG: Eight years, nine next September. It is a bit of a change, but not necessarily a recent one. He’s been more introspective ever since... I’d say a little bit before his little band mate got kidnapped, but definitely more so after that.
7982: And I see from our records that he’s been requesting your presence more often since roughly that time. Was all that, uh, mostly taking as well?
ROSENBERG: Well... mostly.
7982: Grandma!
ROSENBERG: Oh for god’s sake, don’t be such a prude, Denis.
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Therapy session transcript 5-625148-TW, excerpt:
TWINKLETITS: So what’s been on your mind lately, Toki? What’s going on in that noggin?
WARTOOTH: Nothings.
TWINKLETITS: Toki, Toki. You’ve got to be honest in this room, okay buddy? It’s been a big year. Lots of things going on. Lots of things that sooner or later you’re gonna have to face head-on one way or another, and wouldn’t it be nice to do that in a safe, supportive environment?
WARTOOTH: Not reallies.
TWINKLETITS: I know what’s been going on. You’ve been picking fights, breaking windows... you’re scaring people, Toki. All your friends are worried half to death about you.
WARTOOTH: [unintelligible]
TWINKLETITS: That’s a big load of bull pats. Why would they go through all that trouble to get you back if they didn’t care?
WARTOOTH: The bands—
TWINKLETITS: They found you. Do you think that was easy?
WARTOOTH: [unintelligible]
TWINKLETITS: Toki, have they talked to you at all about what it was like getting to you?
TWINKLETITS: Toki?
WARTOOTH: [unintelligible]
WARTOOTH: Noes.
TWINKLETITS: Well they told me. They didn’t have any idea what they were doing, but they went anyway, and followed any crazy idea they could pull out of their asses to do it. Pickles guessed they should look in the place where you played your very first gig as a member of Dethklok—
WARTOOTH: The Depths of Humanities? That shitshole?
TWINKLETITS: Exactly! And Skwisgaar—
WARTOOTH: I don’ts wants to talk about that asshole! Fucking bastards don’t gots no time for anything but sluts—
TWINKLETITS: Toki, no!
WARTOOTH: [unintelligible yelling, smashing furniture]
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From: [email protected]
Subj: Consider this a band meeting
Skwisgaar, I don’t know why Dr. Twinkletits is still calling me, but can you think of any reason Toki might be angry with you?
Kind regards,
Charles F. Ofdenson
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From: [email protected]
Subj: Re: Consider this a band meeting
uSUal reason right? not giving hm sodas? back ne up her gays
8=====D doodily doodily dooo
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From: [email protected]
Subj: Re: Re: Consider this a band meeting
SOLOS!
8=====D doodily doodily dooo
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From: [email protected]
Subj: Re: Re: Re: Consider this a band meeting
No. He’s just still fucked up from being kidnapped.
Hey Charles, you ever going to fucking visit us man? Thought you were hamburger time again. Answer your phone when I text you. Dick.
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From: [email protected]
Subj: Re: Re: Re: Re: Consider this a band meeting
Hey fuckfaces,
You’re all wrong!!! Take it from me, a real lady’s man. He’s upset over some chick who went and broke his stupid heart!!! I’ll take some booze over to his room later, we’ll talk it out, problem solved. Nailed it. ;)
—WM
ps, What’s with the “kind regards” signoff, Charles? Pretty gay.
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From: [email protected]
Subj: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Consider this a band meeting
ahahahahha mface thinks charlies pretty
cuz hes gay mface is gay THATS THE JOOKE
8=====D doodily doodily dooo
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From: [email protected]
Subj: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Consider this a band meeting
OK, thank you for all your responses.
Pickles — That’s a good idea, it could be the lack of solos. I appreciate your input.
Nathan — Recent trauma is also a strong possible explanation as to why Toki has been acting out lately. Also, I am sending you a text right now. Please text back whenever convenient, and perhaps we can schedule an actual call.
William — I’m not sure alcohol is necessary in this situation, but otherwise I agree, Toki would probably benefit from having a friend to talk to right now.
If anyone could advise me as to why Skwisgaar is not replying to emails, that would be appreciated. Good afternoon, gentlemen.
Kind regards,
Charles F. Ofdenson
#my fanfiction#my fanfic#metalocalypse#skwistok#mtl trick or treat#baby i'm sorry (not sorry)#the formatting reads better on a browser than the mobile app
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Bodily Harm (1)
Synopsis
The story starts out with two best friends, Sienna and Marin, who are on a summer break trip to Seoul after their first year of university. They're both huge fans of the group NCT and decide to go to one of their fan-signs while they're on vacation, but a horrible accident brings them even closer to the boys than they ever would have expected.
Hey guys~
This is my first time trying to write a fanfic so go easy on me lmao. I really don't know if this will get any reads, it's more for me to just write down all of my ideas and storylines that I have stuck in my head.
If anyone does read this, feel free to leave me a comment and give me some feedback! I'd love to hear from someone who reads this. I'm starting this near the end of the quarter so depending on how well this goes I'll try and update as much as I can.
WARNINGS: swearing, mention of gun violence
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"Sienna."
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"Sienna."
A voice brought me out of my deep sleep, interrupting my dreams.
"Sienna, I swear to God, if you don't turn that fucking alarm off I'm gonna ship you back to Seattle." The voice said again, louder and more demanding. I blinked my eyes, still half asleep, and flung my arm out from beneath the blanket, scrambling for my phone that was on the bedside table. I grabbed it and smacked the "off" button, earning me a sigh of relief from my friend on the other side of the bed.
"Finally," Marin said, throwing the duvet off of her and swinging her feet to the floor. "I thought it'd take you another 2 years to turn that thing off."
"Sorry," I mumbled, my voice not yet ready for the day. "I'm guess I'm so knocked out from jet-lag that I slept right through it." I rubbed my eyes and sat up in bed and watched as Marin made her way to the bathroom and began to brush her teeth.
"You should start getting ready, Sienna." She called from the bathroom. "We only have like 3 hours until the fan-sign and theres no way I'm missing out on seeing my boys because you couldn't wake up. We're in Seoul, wake up and experience the city you nerd."
"I know, I know. Let me known when it's my turn in the bathroom." I said, pulling the covers over me to catch a few more minutes of precious sleep.
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"Are you almost done?" Marin asked, already waiting by the door with her shoes already on.
"Almost done," I said, swiping on my mascara and putting the finishing touches on my makeup. "I just have to throw on my clothes and then we're Gucci, I swear"
Marin rolled her eyes as I ran out of the bathroom and began digging through my suitcase. "See! Almost done." I said while pulling out my outfit.
I had been planning what I would wear to this fansign ever since we bought out tickets to Seoul. After all, this was an important event. We were finally meeting our idols and, after spending so long dreaming of this moment, it was finally here. I held up my black skinny jeans, low cut tie-die top, and my ripped jean jacket. I flashed a huge grin at Marin and she groaned.
"Cute, now hurry up." She glanced at the time on her phone. "I'm giving you 2 minutes and then I'm leaving without you."
"Okay, okay." I quickly changed out of my pajamas and threw on my clothes, making sure to check my look in the small mirror hanging on the bathroom door. Satisfied with how I looked, I ran back to my suitcase and grabbed my red nike running shoes.
"You're wearing those?" Marin scoffed. She herself was wearing a loose fitting floral top tucked into a white skirt, completed with her favorite Calvin Klein slip on sandals.
"Of course I am, we have a lot of walking to do." I said while slipping my shoes on. "Don't come running to me when you start complaining about blisters, bud." She scoffed and rolled her eyes again, choosing not to listen to me. I tied my laces and ran up to her, smiling and grabbing her arm. "Lets go!"
We locked the hotel room door behind us and skipped down the hallway arm in arm, brimming with excitement.
"Are you excited to see Mark?" I asked her, squeezing her arm even tighter.
"Of course," She laughed. "Are you excited to see Lucas?"
"Who do you think I am? Of course I'm excited to finally meet the love of my life." I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm. We made our way through the lobby of the dingy hotel we're staying at, waving and quickly bowing at the front desk receptionist before walking through the front doors and onto the city street. The sounds of the city filled our ears, cars honking, people talking, and the faraway bark of a dog. Marin immediately ran to the curb and waved her arm for a taxi. Almost as soon as she put up her hand, a taxi pulled into the stand and a man got out.
"Annyeonghaseyo!" He said while opening the back door for us. We smiled back, bowed slightly, and climbed into the taxi. "Foreigners?" He asked while getting into the front seat.
"Yes, uh, SMTOWN?" I asked, telling him our destination.
"Ah! Yes, SMTOWN!" He said while smiling and nodding. "NCT Fans?" Marin and nodded in response as he pulled away from the curb. We were giddy with excitement, and my stomach churned from nerves. Marin noticed the look on my face and grabbed my hand, squeezing it to calm me down.
"Don't worry, they're just regular people." She assured me. "Theres nothing to be nervous about." I was so lucky to have such a good friend.
Me and Marin had known each other since 3rd grade, and she was my closest and oldest friend. We were joined at the hip and did everything together, up until she moved out of state for college this last year. Thankfully, she was home for the summer, and we were able to convince our parents to let us go on this vacation together. Personally, I was surprised my parents even agreed to let me travel to a foreign country with my friend. They were ridiculously overprotective. Even if I am a legal adult, in college, making my own money, they still want me within arms reach. Despite this, through months of begging and an entire speech about our "independence", we were able to make this trip happen. Even if my parents were calling to check on me every half hour, I had still enjoyed these past two days in Korea.
"So, whats our plan for tomorrow?" I asked Marin. She opened her purse and dug around, bringing out her meticulously organized planner and flipping through the pages.
"Well, since today is kind of a big day," She stated, giving me a wink. "Tomorrow we'll have some down time before we leave for Busan the day after. Maybe we can spend the day shopping and check out the fish markets we've heard so much about."
"Or we can sleep in and get rid of some of this jet-lag." I suggested, only half joking. Marin pinched my arm just as the car came to a stop outside of crowded auditorium-looking building.
"Ladies," The taxi driver said. "Here is SMTOWN!"
We climbed out of the side door and said our thanks to the driver, stepping to the curb as he sped away. Marin shoved her phone in my face, pointing at the time.
3:50
"We'd better start running, the fan sign starts in 10 minutes and I think they're closing the entrance soon." She said, tugging me towards the front doors. We pushed our way through the hoards of fangirls waving signs outside and jogged through the doors. Immediately, a hand grabbed my shoulder and spun me around, bringing me face to face with a tall security guard. He said something to me, which neither Marin or I understood. We looked at each other in confusion.
"Ah," He said after realizing we couldn't understand him. "NCT?" He asked. We nodded in agreement.
"Ne, NCT." Marin said. He pointed to a desk across the room with other security guards behind it. We said thank you and quickly walked to the desk, pulling out our IDs and tickets once we approached it.
"Right through here." A woman said to us in English, leading us through a set of doors.
"Thank you so much!" I said bowing to her as we walked by. I turned to Marin and grabbed her arm.
"Bitch I'm gonna fucking cry, I'm gonna do it." She said dramatically, wiping away fake tears. I laughed and squeezed her arm tighter.
"As the great Troy Bolton once said, we're all in this together." I said, laughing again as we walked down the hallway and into the large open auditorium. We entered the room and were immediately blown away by how many people were there. There had to be at least 100 people crammed into the room, and the sound of all of them talking at once was ear splitting.
Me and Marin began to look for our seats and were surprised to see we were in the front row. Stepping down the stairs, we made our way through the crowd down to our designated row.
"How that for good luck!" Marin said as we squeezed past the people in our row. I noticed some dirty looks thrown our way and whispers being exchanged as we walked by. I didn't understand most of what the were saying, but the words "foreigner" and "bitch" stood out to me along with the phrase "why are they in this row?". I brushed the comments off, ultimately deciding to focus on the fact that NCT would be only a few feet away from me in just a few minutes.
We sat down and looked around us. While we waited, I took out my phone and texted my mom
Just got to the fan sign, momma! I'll call you as soon as we're done! Love you!
She responded immediately, despite it being almost midnight back home.
I love you too sweetie! Have fun, tell Lucas I said hi.
I laughed and showed it to Marin, letting her take my phone and type her own text to my mom.
I'll make sure she tells him, its always good to greet your future son in law. Love you auntie! - Marin
"Oh my God, Marin." I took my phone from her and rolled my eyes.
"What?" She teased. "If your mom likes him its a good sign." I was about to respond when I heard another harsh whisper from behind me. Unlike before, this whisper wasn't about me and Marin. As I listened, I noticed the word "Sasaeng".
Oh shit, I thought. Is there a sasaeng here? At the fan sign?
"Dude, Marin." I tapped her on the shoulder. "Those girls behind us said something about a sasaeng." I whispered.
"Really? Here? At the fan sign?" She asked, her eyes wide open in shock.
"I mean I think so, I just heard it mentioned real quick." I explained. "Should we ask them about it?" Marin quickly shook her head, shrinking back in embarrassment.
"Us? No. You? Sure." She said, crossing her arms in front of her. Although Marin acted like the mom between us, I was the confident one. Marin wasn't afraid to do dumb things in front of me or call me on my bullshit, but got embarrassed quickly in front of other people.
I turned around and looked up at the girls behind us.
"Uh... Sasaeng?" I asked, my eyes wide with curiosity. The girls looked at each other for a moment before one of them responded.
"Ahh, ne..." She said slowly.
"Yeogi? Here?" I said in disbelief. The girls nodded in response. "Eodie? Where at?"
"Naneun moleunda." The other girl said, shrugging.
"What did they say?" Marin asked me.
"They said they don't know where, but there is one here." I told her. She shivered as if a cold breeze had swept by her.
"Freaky, I've heard so much about sasaengs on twitter but I've never actually been around one." She said, looking around at the people surrounding us as if she'd be able to spot the lunatic.
Just then, a familiar beat began playing throughout the auditorium, drowning out the screams of the fans.
Black, Black, Black, Black on...
"OH FUCK." I blurted out, whipping around and facing the stage. The crowd around us began to grow louder and buzz with excitement.
"Sienna, shut up oh my GOD." Marin scolded, equally excited but maintaining her composure.
"MARIN." I said, grabbing her arm. "NCT IS COMING." I shook her out of excitement and a huge smile began to form on her face. She grabbed my arm and shook me back.
"SHIT, YOU'RE RIGHT." She yelled, her composure breaking.
The MC walked out on stage and gave a short ramble, which was hard to understand since I was more focused on something else. I began looking to the sides of the stage to try and catch a glimpse of one of the boys. Just when I was beginning to think my search was pointless, I was shocked to see a face peeking out from behind the curtains, out of view from the other rows of seats behind us. I leaned forward in my chair, squinting, trying harder to make out the face.
"Wait..." I whispered to myself. "Is that... Yukhei?" The face turned towards the mass of people in the auditorium and I finally got to see it clearly.
"Oh my God." I said loudly. I could feel Marin giving me a judging look but I was too focused to bother. The familiar face slowly turned and stopped with his eyes on me.
It really is him.
We held eye contact for a few moments before I gasped in shock. My hand flew to my mouth and my eyes widened. I watched as Yukhei laughed and winked before disappearing back behind the curtain.
"Marin." I said, still starting intently at the spot Yukhei had disappeared from. "Marin, holy shit."
"What?" She asked, giving me a weird look again.
"I think I just saw Lucas and I think he just winked at me." I said, falling back into my seat with my mouth hanging open in shock.
"You what?" She said in disbelief, twisting around to stare at me. "You're kidding. You're full of shit. Are you sick or something?" She put her hand on my forehead as if checking for a fever. "You don't seem sick, but then again, you're talking some crazy shit."
"Seriously! It just happened!" I said sincerely, receiving only a doubtful look in response.
"NCT!" We were interrupted by the MC, and both of us completely forgot what we were talking about. Me and Marin grabbed each other's hands and screamed along with the rest of the fans in the auditorium as the boys began to walk out on stage. The screams from the crowd intensified as all 18 members filed out of stage, forming a line right in front of where me and Marin were seated.
"To the world! We are NCT! Hello, we are NCT!" The boys greeted in perfect unison. I swear I almost fainted right at that moment. My eyes scanned the row of boys and landed on Yukhei off to my right. I was surprised to see he was looking at me.
"Annyeonghaseyo! We are NCT 2018." Taeyong said with a microphone in his hand. The rest of his words blurred together as I stared at Yukhei.
Was I crazy?
Maybe I was lucid dreaming.
Maybe he wasn't really looking at me.
I raised my hand slightly and gave a small wave to test. I watched him as he chuckled slightly and gave a small wave back, flashing that goofy grin I've always seen in their interviews and VLives. I closed my eyes and blinked once, twice, trying to tell if this was real life, but when I opened my eyes he was still looking at me.
"MARIN." I whispered harshly and tugged on her shirt. "He's doing it again, I swear. I'm not crazy!" She brushed my hand off and shushed me, her eyes trained on Mark as he nodded along with Taeyong's speech. I looked back at Yukhei to see him slightly laugh at me and Marin's exchange. It was weird, the way he looked at me. Being foreigners, me and Marin had gotten our fair share of looks from strangers on the streets these past few days. This, however, wasn't like that. The way he watched my every moved seemed as if he was examining me, as if he was interested in the way I was moving. It almost made me uncomfortable knowing he was looking at me.
The MC took the microphone back from Taeyong and the boys, including Yukhei, turned away to take their seats. While the boys got settled, talking to each other and playing around, a security guard walked down from the stage and stood at the right side of our row. I recognized him as the same security guard who had grabbed my shoulder earlier in the foyer of the building. He listened into his headset and said something in response, then motioned for our row to stand up. Me and Marin followed the people in front of us as we shuffled along towards the stairs at the end of the stage, my heart pounding faster with each step. We were about 7th in line and waited patiently as the first few fans stepped up to the stage.
"Marin, can you hand me my thingy." I said, too excited to focus on my words. Thankfully, Marin understood. She reached into her purse and pulled out my Empathy album I had brought to get signed.
The person in front of me moved forward and I took a step up onto the stairs where I stood bouncing with excitement. Now I was only one turn away from meeting the first member, Johnny, who was seated on the end of the table. I watched as he flashed the girl a smile and waved goodbye to her, then turned to me. I stood where I was, paralyzed, before Marin gave me a small push towards the table. I stumbled slightly and gave her a 'I'm gonna fight you' look while Johnny laughed at our little fight.
"Annyeonghaseyo" He said, smiling up at me as I stood opposite the table from him.
"Hey," I said, my voice slightly shaky. "Its really really nice to meet you."
"Oh, you sound American!" He said, his eyes opening in interest.
"Yeah, haha, me and my friend are from Seattle and we're on vacation here." I explained, brushing my hair away from my face.
"Thats so cool, I've always wanted to go to Seattle! I hear its pretty wet though." He said, already jumping into the conversation. I suppressed my natural instinct to make a bad joke over him saying 'wet' and just nodded instead.
"Yeah, its pretty rainy, you sorta get used to it after a while." I said.
"Whats your name?" He asked me, his tone feigning interest.
"Oh, its Sienna."
"Well its really really nice to meet you, Sienna." He said, making me laugh.
"Oh, I almost forgot." I placed my album on the table and opened it, flipping through the photo book until I landed on a picture of him from the "Touch" promotions. This, hands down, was my absolute favorite picture of him and I had been planning for months to get it signed. I slid it towards him and flashed a wide grin. He looked down at the book and smiled.
"I'm guessing this is where you want me to sign?" He asked, pen already in hand. I nodded enthusiastically in response, nudging the book closer to him. As he began to sign, I looked to my right to see Marin, tapping her foot, waiting impatiently for her turn. Hurry it up, she mouthed to me, tapping at an imaginary watch on her wrist. I mouthed back chill out and turned back to Johnny who was finishing up.
"Thank you so much!" I said as he handed back my photo book.
"No problem," He said. "I guess your friend is getting impatient." He pointed over to Marin who still seemed annoyed I was taking so long talking to Johnny.
"Ah its fine, she's just like that." I explained, waving my hand towards her. The security guard that stood behind Johnny leaned down and whispered in his ear, pointing at me and then moving his hand towards the next member, which was Lucas (Just my luck), who was just finishing up signing a fan's poster.
"Sure," He said back to the guard then turning back to face me. "I think our times up, Sienna. It was nice talking to you." He said with a wave.
"You too, Johnny. Tell my friend Marin I say hi." I added, pointing over at Marin.
"Will do." He laughed again as I turned away and stepped towards Lucas who was seated next to him. As soon as I turned, he looked up at me, a smile forming on his face. I took another step towards him, staying back from the table, too nervous to get any closer. He leaned forward in his chair, looking at me with his bright eyes.
"Annyeonghaseyo," He said, giving me a small wave just like the one he had earlier.
"Oh, hey." I stammered, quickly becoming a nervous wreck in his presence. "I'm Sienna."
"Ah," He said, a look of realization flashing on his face. "Nice to meet you, Sienna. You are American, right? You know, Johnnys from America."
I nodded, smiling back at him.
"Yeah, we were talking about it just a minute ago." I explained, a small bit of my anxiety leaving. I looked over at Marin who was already deep in conversation with Johnny.
"He's from Chicago, where are you from?" He asked me.
"Oh, me and my friend are from Seattle. Its farther northwest and has a lot more rain than where Johnny is from."
"Ah! Seattle Starbucks, yeah?" He asked, making me giggle.
"Yeah, Seattle Starbucks." I said, a huge smile forming on my face. Actually, Marin was right. Talking to these guys was so much easier than I thought. I almost hadn't noticed that I had edged right up to the table while we were talking.
"Thats cool," He said. "My English is still bad, I hope you can understand me well."
"That's okay, you're doing amazing so far." I gave him a thumbs up and he laughed, suddenly dissolving any uneasiness I had left. Talking with him just seemed so natural and came so easy to me, it was like talking to a long time friend. I was trying to keep my words pretty basic, hoping to avoid any issues that the language barrier could cause.
"Oh," I said suddenly. "I almost forgot." I reached behind me and pulled out my empathy album, setting it on the table between us.
"Dream version!" He said, picking up the album and flipping through the photo book.
"Yeah, its my favorite one. I even got your photo card." I blushed slightly, feeling slightly awkward from admitting it.
"Cool! Where is that handsome face at?" He asked jokingly, slightly biting his lip and simultaneously killing me.
"Its at home, up on my wall." I laughed and covered my face with my hands in embarrassment.
"That is good!" He declared, raising his hands dramatically. "That is where it belongs." The corner of his mouth pulled back and he flashed that signature Yukhei smile I had only dreamed of seeing in my lifetime.
Wow, I thought to myself. I don't think it get any better than this.
However, in an instant, the mood had changed.
Yukhei began to say something but froze, his mouth stuck open. His eyes darted behind me frantically. I looked at him confused, unsure of what was happening.
The next few seconds seemed to happen in slow motion.
The loud cheers from the crowd had turned, becoming more panicked, and I heard screams of terror from behind me. A voice was shouting something I couldn't make out above the screams of the crowd. I watched as the security guards jumped from behind the tables and moved towards the crowd, frantically pushing past me.
Then, I heard the blood chilling crack of a gunshot.
My ears buzzed as the sound of the shot rang in my ear, deafening me. Yukhei jumped up from his chair and over the table, grabbing me and pulling me behind the partial wall that was on the stage. I looked up at him as he held me in his arms, his eyes wide with fear and concern, yelling something over his shoulder that I could'nt hear. He grabbed my shoulder and I cried out in pain, my vision becoming blurry. Then I looked down at his hands to see them stained with blood.
My blood.
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Time Travel CH 18
Omg, 18! I’m having too much fun writing this!
Part Seventeen
Masterlist
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Shinpachi, Heisuke and Sanosuke had gone back to the gym to work out some more.
“Yosh! Let’s work on some crunches now!”
Sanosuke set his weights down, grabbing a towel from the bench. “Shinpachi! Haven’t we done enough today?”
Heisuke flopped on the floor. “I’m with Sano-san! I can’t do this anymore!”
“Pshh, you two have such little stamina. Let’s take five and run on the treadmills then!” He sat down next to Heisuke, grabbing his green water bottle to take a swig of water.
The little click-click of heels had Sanosuke snapping to attention. There was a reason that Shinpachi was so eager on dragging out his gym time, and this only made it clearer. He pretended not to see her as she approached the trio. He wiped his brow with his towel.
Finally, the click-click of heels stopped right behind Shinpachi. He stiffened a bit, hesitant to turn around.
“Shin!” Hands on her hips, a pout on her pink glossed lips, and her were eyebrows furrowed in displeasure.
Shinpachi immediately stood up to face her. “A-ah, Etsu!” His heart skipped a beat, looking at her. She was wearing a flared red dress that hugged her curves that reached above her knees. “Wh-what brings you here?”
“You know exactly what, Nagakura Shinpachi!” She crossed her arms. “You went to the club again, didn’t you?”
“Just for a bit…just for a drink with Sano!” He knew he was better off telling the truth. Yeah, he liked going to the clubs, but it was mostly for the bar and ambiance. He had no interest in other women, only her. “Na, Sano?”
Sanosuke gave her a sheepish smile. “I was watching this idiot the whole time, once he was drunk off his ass, he was listing things that he loved about you. I had to listen to him during the car ride home.” He chuckled.
Etsu’s expression softened. She knew Sano-san never lied to her. Though she trusted Shinpachi, she couldn’t help but be doubtful once in a while. He was an attractive man, women and men looked his way when they walked out in public holding hands. She trusted he wouldn’t cheat on her, but she certainly didn’t trust the majority of girls at a club or bar. “Really, Shin?”
“Maa, I don’t remember much, but I guess I can repeat it for you…” His cheeks were dusted with pink.
“Ooooh, Shi~in!” She lunged forward, tackling him in a hug. “Tell me over dinner!”
Shinpachi chuckled, giving her cheek a peck. “Okay, okay, let me get changed and I’ll meet you in my office.”
Giggling, she nodded happily and tip-toed to kiss his cheek. Even with her three-inch heels, she still couldn’t reach his cheeks.
“Geez…” Heisuke watched her leave for his office. “You two fight and make up over nothing.”
“We do not fight, we have small disagreements from time to time. Besides, Etsu’s such a catch.” Shinpachi grinned like a fool in love, which was what he was. “She knows how to cook, she’s kind, beautiful, she’s got curves, she’s a D, and thick thighs for me to rest my head on-”
“Oi, oi, Shinpachi, save it for dinner.” Sanosuke shook his head, clapping him on the back as they went to hit the showers.
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Chizuru and Hijikata-sensei had agreed that he would bring Okita-san as soon as the discharge papers went through. She decided to go home after changing to set things up for him.
Souji was alone in the room. He closed his eyes and tried to take a nap, but little flashes of what he wanted to call memories came to him.
Chizuru cooking, their first kiss, studying with Chizuru, Hajime-kun, and Heisuke-kun, little bits of things here and there he didn't understand.
Just what the hell was going on? These thoughts, memories, weren't his, but they were in his head.
"Oi, Souji." Hijikata-san opened the door.
Souji chuckled, "The Hijikata-san I know also never knocks." He stood up and stretched until his back popped a bit.
"Let's get going, the papers went through." He grabbed the file folder and opened a bit to check its contents. A birth certificate, an ID, even a high school diploma...He really did not want to know how Sannan-san got a hold of these documents.
Souji followed him out to the parking lot, grimacing slightly when he heard a loud roar. "Hijikata-san, what are all these machines?" He looked around them. The machines were similar shapes, but different colors. They all were in neat rows, though some here and there were placed crookedly.
“Cars. They’re like our modern horses.” Toshizō opened the passenger door of his black sports car. “Come on, Souji, I don’t have all day.” He glanced at his iPhone 4, smiling lightly as he got a reminder from Satomi to come home for dinner. He didn’t forget, but she knew to send him little reminders in case he did lose track of time. He shut the door after Souji and quickly responded that he’d be home after dropping Souji off at Chizuru’s.
“Modern horses?” Souji mused, looking around the car. He had the urge to press buttons that lit up when Hijikata-san brought the modern horse to life. What had he called it, a car?
“Souji! Don’t touch anything! It can be dangerous if you press the wrong thing while I’m driving.” He had spotted that devious glint in his eyes. Sighing, he started driving out of the parking lot, the car picking up speed once he was out on the road.
Souji grasped the seat for support as Hijikata-san started to go faster. He didn’t like this car thing, though it was more convenient than a horse or walking. He had to admit that when Hijikata-san made the turns rather harshly, it made him a biiiiit scared for his life. He chuckled nervously. “Are these cars meant to go this fast?”
Toshizō smirked, pressing down on the accelerator, passing other cars by. He wasn’t a reckless driver, but he certainly was a speed demon. “Oh sure, this one is built to go rather fast. She’s meant to drive fast.” He could see Souji was scared shitless by his driving, and he was relishing every moment of it. He smoothly parked the car near Chizuru’s apartment. “Well, here we are. Didn’t take long at all.” He probably broke over twenty traffic laws, but it was so worth it, especially when Souji crawled out of the car on all fours.
Oh, sweet solid ground. Souji took a few moments before he stood up. He’d gotten a little nauseous with the car moving at such high velocity.
He never, ever wanted to get in the same car as Hijikata-san again.
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Toshizō led him to Chizuru’s apartment. “I can’t stay, but you’re going to tell him, right?”
Chizuru nodded, looking over at Souji; he was busy staring at pictures she had up on the wall. “Yes, Hijikata-sensei.”
“Good. Here’s his medicine, the file from Sannan-san, and the journals. Good luck, Yukimura.”
Chizuru bowed and set the box inside, next to the coffee table.
His jade green eyes stared at a few pictures on the wall. There was one of him, Heisuke-kun and Hajime-kun. They were wearing some type of uniform, Heisuke had his arms around the both of them, grinning, and even Hajime was sporting a slight smile. His future self was smiling so happily, it made him a little jealous.
There was another picture that caught his eye of his future self, Hijikata-san, and Shinpachi-san. The three of them wore lab coats, making funny poses in front of a crowd of children.
Chizuru came behind him, staring at the same picture, a smile spread instantly. “That’s one of my favorite. Kondō-san was out sick, but he was supposed to read to the children in the hospital, so he asked Hijikata-sensei, Nagakura-san, and Souji-kun to read it in his place instead.” She laughed at the memory. They had ended up doing a rather unorthodox version of Momotaro, thanks to Souji.* Hijikata-sensei and Nagakura-san chased him around the halls for deviating from the story by bringing in a gorilla instead of a monkey that Nagakura-san had to provide the voice for and the rest of the characters, and making Hijikata-sensei the demon. She’d been in the back, laughing with the rest of the children. They’d loved it so much.
“Hmm, sounds interesting.” Souji stepped cautiously towards the living room as he looked around. This is where he would be living now. With Chizuru.
“Ah, Okita-san…” Chizuru went to sit on the couch, taking out a packet from the box that Hijikata-sensei had given her. “…You probably have questions about the Shinsengumi, don’t you?”
Souji took the seat next to her, crossing his arms. “Many.”
“...This packet of information should clear a few things up.”
Souji took it from her, quickly scanning the first page. He skipped ahead to find out about Kondō-san.
He nearly tore the damn paper in half. His jade green eyes furiously looked over at Chizuru. “Ne, Chizuru-chan, this is a lie, isn’t it?” His voice shook slightly. “Kondō-san would never surrender!”
Chizuru remained silent as Souji reread the end of the paragraph that described Kondō-san’s death.
“The fucking bastards didn’t even let him commit seppuku?! They beheaded him like some animal?! Where the hell was Hijikata-san?!” Souji threw the packet down, bowing his head. “Tell me that’s a lie, Chizuru-chan…tell me that he at least got to commit seppuku like the warrior he is…”
They sat there for a few moments, Souji waiting for Chizuru to tell him the truth.
“...He deserved that honor…He was…He…” His voice broke, unable to say anymore. He hated showing this side to anyone. He was Okita Souji, Captain of the First Division of the Shinsengumi. He didn’t shed tears.
Chizuru gently pulled him into her arms, burying her face into his hair, feeling his tears on her arm. There was nothing she could say to him that could ease the pain of losing a loved one in such a horrible manner. If her Souji had the same relationship with Kondō-san that Okita-san had with the Kondō-san in his time, he thought the world of him. She couldn’t do anything to ease the pain in his heart, so she just held him, hoping that her presence could be of even of even the slightest bit of comfort to him.
Part Nineteen
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*This is actually from one of the Hakuouki SSL drama CDs, I seriously recommend listening to it LMAO, although idk if it has any translations out.
On another note, I’ll slowllyyyy be adding in the OCs and interactions! I started with mine, since I know her the best LOL, but they’ll get their time to shine, I promise!
AND FEELS, I KEPT SEEING SOUJI BREAK DOWN IN CHIZURU’S ARMS AND I JUST- ToT ToT
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Bias Tag(s)
tagged by the goddess divine @kpopfanfictrash to do the bias tag game because i think she wants to DRAG ME
Rules: write down the last 15 associated tags with your bias. (listen. i know yall come for my tags in my ask box BUT I AM SERIOUS they are all KNEE JERK REACTIONS to chanyeols face like half the time i dont even know what im saying. so strap yourselves in kids its about to be a wild ride lmao) (also i tend to do like a literal ton of tags on each post so ill do some fave tags from the last 15 posts)
1. #those arms caging you in bed #holding you down #flexing as he moves #you get to hold onto that shit
2. #at this point im just screaming into the void and hoping something or someone hears me #like look this look #boyfriend got his sleeve rolled up so his tattoo can stop being so dang itchy #tongue out #he looking at me and knowing hes going to get laid later#hes fucking glowing
3. #LOOK #i dont even know what that shit is #but he is coming for my ass #and i want him to spank it so hard i cannot sit #i want to choke on his dick until i fucking gag and die
4. #can i die? #like just run me over in the walmart parking lot #ill be fine
5. #YOU SURE BET I AM #you cant see it but im just out of shot blowing him #and praising him #im telling him hes doing the best job #and hes telling me ive got one hell of a mouth #and were both about to lose it in public #GOOD TIMES
6. #i can only come so hard
7. #okay #but i want this jacket so much #like #how do i get this #i want it so much#that shit is honestly my style #pcy #HES SO CUTE #AND HAVING SUCH A GOOD TIME (the most tame i have ever been in my life)
8. #me: screaming at strangers on the train #LOOK AT MY CUTE BOYFRIEND!!!!!! #this HUGE ASS NERD
9. #*swoons off the train and into the sea* #look at my whole ass sleepy boyfriend #i love this idiot so much i just #take my eyes #so all i can see is you
10. #stab me with a spoon #it will hurt less #this tattoo is going to send me to my grave
11. #??????????? #HAVE IA ASCENDED??? #CAN I JUST DIE??? #*POINTS*#*SCREAMS* #*KEEPS SCREAMING* #JUST KILL ME #I DONT NEED MY HEART#ITS JUST BEATING IN MY CHEST LIKE A FUCKING USELESS THING ANYWAY#JUST TAKE IT #I DONT FUCKING NEED IT #IT CLEARLY WANTS TO BE WITH YOU SO JUST #STOP THIS???? #put this fucking picture on my goddamn grave #put my dead corpse on a boat #holding this picture #send me out to sea #shoot some flaming arrows at it #play sweet lies as i sail away ON FIRE #AND KNOW THAT THIS FUCKING IMAGE WAS MY CAUSE OF DEATH (the image these are tagged to still breaks my soul i cant even look at it without crying)
12. #i want to give him everything #the sun #the moon #the stars #the whole galaxy#myself #anything he wants he can have (its not always porn hour at the kat household yall)
13. #that third gift has stolen my soul and my heart #he looks SO HAPPY #this is the happiest #i want to cry like my chest hurts looking at these because hes having the best time #hes literally loving every second of this #you cant see me but im just out of frame #filming #YELLING YOURE DOING SO GREAT SWEETIE #YOU ARE THE GREATEST #LOOK AT MY KING #MY MANS A WHOLE ASS KING
14. #listen #the last thing i need is more pictures of yacht club boyfriend!yeol #looking like he's coming from his law firm internship #i want to peel all his clothes off #hang my panties from his ears and suck his dick until we both can't see anymore
15. #*crosses legs #sips wine* #why #is this #on my dash #why are people launching sin all over my dash and pretending like its ok #no one warns me #no one sends me asks or messages like #HEY #THERES SOME PCY PORN ON YOUR DASH TODAY#TREAD LIGHTLY #id say #WOW THANK YOU FOR THIS #and id brace my ass#instead #i live in a constant state of panic #always loosing my ass #I HAVE NO MORE ASS TO LOSE #i want him to choke me with that cane and then with his dick until im gagging and begging to come
Bonus: #chanyeol: a fisting
wow. just. wow.
tagging: @kimnamwho @co-kai-ne @kpopandlock @daegusoftboys @kollectionn @yeolology @gingersaysjump and anyone else who wants to do this!!! <3333
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Offred/June (The Handmaid's Tale): ISFJ
Dominant Introverted Sensing [Si]: Offred deals with her misery by remembering the details of her life prior to becoming a handmaid. She draws parallels between the blue she sees in the present and the blue of her car, which spelled like maple syrup and was purchased on Craig’s List. She missed the smell once they got rid of it, but she and her daughter missed it. Hannah had said that it “smelled like Saturdays.” She finds comfort in remembering the past. The church that is being torn down was her father’s parish and was where her daughter was baptized. Offred tries to keep her head down and get by without challenging authority. She’s often praised for being an “obedient” handmaid. She typically does what she is told without much fuss and takes orders much better than other handmaid’s, such as Ofwarren, who she chastises for biting Mrs. Putnam. You cannot be biting people, Janine! She doesn’t want Ofglen to look into her commander because it’s dangerous. She tells Moira not to write a message on the wall of the bathroom. It’s not worth losing your hand! When Offred recounts what she’s learned after 37 games of Scrabble with the Commander, she says that he likes it when she flirts with him and she enjoys it when he allows her to win, which reminds her of a poem she once read: “”You fit into me like a hook into an eye a fish hook an open eye.” Offred just wants things to go back to the way they used to be, and uses this as her tactic for talking Janine off the ledge. She uses imagery of how the world once was, and how it will be again to try to stop her from taking her own life. She wants to know and memorize Nick, and expresses her regret at not doing the same with Luke. When Offred begins to adopt a more rebellious spirit and begins to take risks, she engages in a sexual relationship with Nick, despite the consequences, because it’s important that someone remembers her. She wants someone to miss her when she’s gone.
Auxiliary Extroverted Feeling [Fe]: June tries to have a gentle, delicate touch. When Moira berates Luke when he talks about “taking care” of June once they found out that the men are now responsible for their wives bank funds, Luke doesn’t understand what he said that was so wrong. June explains, in a much more tender tone, that he came across as a little patronizing. Offred is very good at putting on a good face in front of the Waterfords (most of the time), and is able to swallow her pride and do what they ask without complaint. She’ll do anything to survive, even if she has to compromise each and every one of her morals to do so. ” I’ll do anything. Resign my body freely to the uses of others. I’ll sacrifice. I’ll repent. I’ll abdicate. I’ll renounce.” Offred apologizes to Mrs. Waterford in an attempt to be released from the room, taking full responsibility for not being pregnant. She insists that she’s learned her lesson and uses kindness in an attempt to be freed from her punishment. Offred rarely stands up for herself the way that Moira does. Offred is empathetic and kind. She is a shoulder to cry on for her friends, particularly Janine, and tries to help them whenever she can. Offred is capable of being emotionally manipulative, and uses the Commander’s interest in her to get him to bring her to the bar. When he questions her about this, she tells him that she likes the way other people look at him and how impressive he is in an attempt to feed his ego and get her way.
Tertiary Introverted Thinking [Ti]: Although she seems quite docile, Offred’s inner monologues are biting and sarcastic. Every now and then, this slips out into her actual conversations. “You don’t just feel pregnant 30 seconds after a man cums. I’m sorry, forgive me. Offred is good at assessing situations accurately. She refers to a guide in order to tell how the Commander feels about her (Si) and observes his behavior to see if it fits (Ti). He brings her small gifts and finds ways to run into her. She is able to be blunt and honest with herself. She’s not with Nick as an act of rebellion. She’s there because it feels good. Offred regularly analyzes her experiences in order to determine what they mean. She wants to know what the significance is and why she does what she does.
Inferior Extroverted Intuition [Ne]: When Offred is kept in solitude, she tries to make the best of the situation by pretending she is an explorer. She searches the room and tries to make discoveries. “That’s better than a lunatic, lost in her memories.” June isn’t usually the idea type. In their plan to escape, Moira is the one calling the shots. June just goes along with what Moira says. June isn’t very good when it comes to thinking on her feet. When the guardian at the train station begins to question her, she completely freezes instead of trying to come up with a story. As a result, Moira escapes and June is sent back to Aunt Lydia and is physically abused for her insubordination. When she thinks of Moira and how willful she is, June becomes inspired to find her own way out of the room she was held in as punishment for not conceiving a child. As time passes, she becomes more open to taking risks, generating ideas, and improvising in the moment in order to push back against the oppression she faces.
Enneagram: 6w5 9w1 2w1 Sp/Sx
Quotes:
Offred: Blue. I let it take me. Blue Moon. Rhapsody in Blue. Tangled Up in Blue. Blue Oyster Cult. Blue Monday. Our car was that color. We bought it off Craigslist. It smelled like maple syrup. Luke said it was a leak in the radiator, it was probably bad for kids. After we got it fixed, I missed that smell. And so did Hannah. She said it smelled like Saturdays.
Ofglen: It’s okay. To be relieved it wasn’t you.
Offred: It was someone.
Ofglen: I know. There’s a way to help them. You can join us.
Offred: What do you mean “us”?
Ofglen: There’s a network.
Offred: I don’t know. I’m not that kind of person.
Ofglen: No one is until they have to be.
Offred: There is an “us”? It seems imagined, like secrets in the fifth grade. People with mysterious histories and dark linkages. It doesn’t seem as if it should be the true shape of the world. That’s a hangover from an extinct reality. Now, the Guardians of the Faithful and American soldiers still fight with tanks in the remains of Chicago. Now, Anchorage is the capital of what’s left of the United States, and the flag that flies over that city has only two stars. Now, darkness and secrets are everywhere. Now, there has to be an “us.” Because now, there is a “them.”
Offred: It’s forbidden for us to be alone with the Commanders. We aren’t concubines. We’re two-legged wombs. Maybe he knows about Ofglen. Have I been invited to my own ending? No. ‘Cause it isn’t an invitation. I can’t send my regrets.
Ofglen: You okay?
Offred: He wants to see me, alone.
Ofglen: Your commander? Shit.
Ofglen: You don’t know why?
Offred: No.
Ofglen: Maybe he did this with the one before you. Maybe she told someone about it. Let me see what I can find out.
Offred: It’s too dangerous.
Ofglen: It’ll be okay. I’m sneaky.
Offred: A rose is a rose, except here. Here it has to mean something.
Offred: Janine, did you bite Mrs. Putnam? You can’t do that.
Ofwarren: Well, she is a cunt.
Offred: Well, you can’t.
Ofwarren: No, you don’t understand. She is always grabbing Charlotte. She’s always just grabbing at her. And I told her I was still feeding her, she wasn’t done eating, and she just grabbed her from me.
Offred: Charlotte?
Ofwarren: Oh, yeah. That’s her real name.
Offred: Janine, you cannot bite people.
June: Hey, you have all my money now. So, congratulations.
Luke: Come on. You know I’ll take care of you.
Moira: Christ.
June: Well, that’s not what he’s saying.
Luke: What? What’s wrong?
June: Nothing. It’s just-
Luke: What?
June: It sounds a little patronizing.
Moira: It is so fucking patronizing.
Offred: Please, God, I don’t want pain. I don’t want to be a doll, hung on the wall. I want to keep on living. I’ll do anything. Resign my body freely to the uses of others. I’ll sacrifice. I’ll repent. I’ll abdicate. I’ll renounce.
Offred: There are things in this room to discover. I am like an explorer, a traveler to undiscovered countries. That’s better than a lunatic, lost in her memories.
Offred: What are you doing?
Moira: You spell “Aunt Lydia” with a “y,” right?
Offred: Oh, God, don’t do that.
Moira: What? I like to read when I take a dump.
Offred: If they catch you writing, you will lose a hand. You know that. It’s not worth it.
Moira: Yeah, it is. And once we get out of here, there’s gonna be a girl that comes in here and reads it. It will let her know she’s not alone.
Offred: Mrs. Waterford, I know I failed you. I disappointed you and myself. And I will do my best to not let it happen again. I’ve learned my lesson. I’m so sorry. Please, let me out.
Guardian: Blessed day, miss. Do you need some help?
Offred: Yes, thank you. Do you know which train goes to Boston? Guardian: It’s coming in now. It’s hard without the signs, right? They’re going to replace them soon, I think. Where’s your partner? You shouldn’t be out alone. Can I see your ID card? Where are you posted?
[Offred remains silent and is taken back to Aunt Lydia while Moira escapes]
Offred: [to herself] Moira, you wouldn’t stand for this shit. You wouldn’t let them keep you in this room for two weeks. You’d find a way out. You’d escape. Get up. Get your crazy ass up.
Offred: What have I learned, after 34 games? I’ve learned that he likes it when I flirt. And I like it when he lets me win. We’re a match made in heaven. It reminds me of a poem I read once. “You fit into me like a hook into an eye a fish hook an open eye.”
Offred: Ten ways to tell how he feels about you. Number one, he brings you small gifts. Check.
Offred: Ten ways to tell how he feels about you. Number two. He keeps finding ways to accidentally run into you. Number three. What was number three?
Serena Joy: How do you feel? Do you feel any different?
Offred: You don’t just feel pregnant 30 seconds after a man cums. I’m sorry, forgive me.
Nick: Hey, what’s going on?
Offred: I should’ve said something. I should’ve said something. I should’ve – I should’ve told her. I should’ve told her what they do to us.
Nick: You’re being too hard on yourself. You were in a room full of Commanders.
Offred: No, I should’ve – I said I was happy. I said I was happy.
Nick: What choice did you have?
Offred: I can’t be here. I can’t be here.
Nick: Sit down for a second.
Offred: I can’t. No, I can’t.
Nick: Talk to me. Hey.
Offred: If they find us here. If they find us. If they find us together, I’m gonna get sent to the colonies. You’re an Eye. You’re untouchable.
Nick: That’s not true.
Offred: Fuck you, Nick. Fuck you! They don’t rape you, do they? He doesn’t come in here once a month and read you a little scripture and stick his cock up your ass? I said I was happy!
Nick: Offred.
Offred: Don’t call me that! It’s not my name.
Nick: Can I get you a glass of water?
Offred: It’s June.
Offred: Luke is alive. I stretch out my arms to him, but he slips away. Like a ghost at daybreak. And I am left here. I wish this story were different. I wish it showed me in a better light. In a different story, maybe I wouldn’t be such a fucking weakling. So I’ve gone back to Nick. Time after time, on my own. I want to know him, memorize him, so I can live on the image later. I should have done that with Luke because he’s fading. Day by day and night by night he recedes. And I become more faithless. I could say these are acts of rebellion, a “fuck you” to the patriarchy, but those are excuses. I’m here because it feels good and because I don’t want to be alone.
Nick: We can’t do this anymore.
Offred: Nick. You know I had to go with him last night, right? You know I didn’t have a choice. I don’t have any choice. Why? You’re not gonna talk to me? Talk to me. Talk-Talk to me, Nick. I don’t know anything about you, you know. Nick, you won’t tell me anything. So, I don’t know anything. I don’t know who you are. Jesus, Nick. Fuck, is this it? Is this it? Is this enough for you, this bullshit life? Is this what you want? You want to polish his car and once in a while just try to get a Handmaid pregnant? Is that enough for you?
Nick: We’re being stupid. You know we’re being stupid. It’s too dangerous.
Offred: No, it isn’t.
Nick: You could end up on the wall.
Offred: But at least- at least someone will remember me. In this place At least someone will care when I’m gone. That’s something. That is something.
Offred: So, can we stay for a while? Maybe have that drink?
Fred Waterford: It’s all about the bar tonight. Why?
Offred: I like the way that people treat you. They’re all so impressed.
Offred/June (The Handmaid’s Tale): ISFJ was originally published on MBTI Zone
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ummmm..... I LOOOVE YOUR WORK （≧∇≦） YOU ARE SERIOUSLY SUPER TALENTED! Are YOU A GENIUS???? Sorry for caps...（´-`）If you don't mind, may I request an hc about the RFA + minor trio mistaking mc's twin for mc? Maybe they see her twin with another guy, so they ask mc about it or something... I just love love love your writtiiinngg~~~ I can write whole page! It's all so good that I they're all my favorite! (´Д` ) Sorry if its unclear/bad grammar... Bye（・◇・）/~~~
RFA + MTrio React to Mistaking CM for MC
Omg pls you guys are feeding my ego so muchAnd don’t worry about your grammar!! Grammar is the hardest part of any language, I cry when I speak anything other than English cause “How do say this”
Ok anyways
Some of these are going to be those totally cliché “Secret Twin” scenarios that are kind of angsty but I’m gonna try some more lighthearted ones too because I feel like the “I SAW YOU WITH ANOTHER MAN IM LEAVING YOU!!!1!1!” “Babe thats my twin” scenarios have been used quite a bit and I don’t want to pump out something that’s already out here
If you decide you want those scenarios instead though then let me know! Because if you just happen to reallllly like that specific case then I’ll do a short drabble focusing on that
Also sorry in advance for the Choi twin ones, I just feel like they would know about MC’s twin and I the writing for them isn’t up to par with the others but I didn’t want to postpone posting for much longer because of it.
Ok I talk too much lets go
Yoosung:
He’s walking by a cafe near campus when he sees you sitting across from another guy
He stops dead in the side walk and stares in the window
At first he thought you were maybe just..discussing something? With some guy? Who you never told him about…?
No he didn’t think that at all his brain went straight to the worst but he couldn’t bare to think it so he came up with every excuse in the book.
MC’s a spy and they have to kill this guy
He’s a new RFA recruit???
He’s a dealer and MC’s buying drugs
MC is secretly a vampire and just trying to eat this guy
Every thought bubble he had was popped when you leaned over the table and planted a kiss on the mans cheek
Yoosung heard his heart-
rrrng rrrrng rrrrng rrrng
He was going to say breaking but apparently his heart rings when broken?
He looked at his phone and your Caller ID was up
“Huh?” He looked from his phone to the window, where ‘you’ were still sitting and talking with the strange man
He answers the phone, voice a little shakey “H-Hello?”
“Yoosung? Hey! Sorry to call but on your way home can you grab soup. I’m feeling like soup for dinner tonight.”
….
“Yoosung?”
“MC…how are you doing this?”
“…Doing what Yoosung?”
“Are you a vantrilaquist?”
“Yoosung pls just what the fuck are you talking about”
“I’m staring at you through a window having coffee with another man…but you’re on the phone with me.”
“1. Yoosung that’s creepy that you’re staring at two strangers 2…”
His phone beeped and he looked down to see you sent him a picture of you sitting on the couch with a controller in hand, soda on the table, blankly staring at the camera.
He snapped a picture of the ‘you’ in the window and sent it back
“Yoosung that’s my sister and her boyfriend you egg”
“Your sister???? What???”
“I told you I had a sister!”
“NOT THAT YOU GUYS WERE TWINS”
“I assumed when you met her you’d be with me…not that this would happen. This is some TV style mess.” You chuckled, feeling a little guilty. Reflecting on it, you probably would have been upset too if you thought a look a like Yoosung was putting the moves on someone else “So……soup?”
“Yeah babe of course, what do you want?”
Jaehee
She was at the cafe making -cue Savior Meme going and making a post about Jaehee owning a musical theatre instead- a new brew when you walked in
She sees you and casts a warm smile and a “Hey Honey”
The person Jaehee thought to be MC cocks their head, slightly confused, but brushes it off as Jaehee being a very friendly Barista
The copy cat you stands at the counter, waiting about a minute before Jaehee realizes their presence at the spot
“Dear, what are you doing?”
The customer furrows their brows and responds slowly, somewhat confused “Ordering coffee…”
Jaehee chuckles, amused at you playing customer. She just shakes her head and walks over to the register
“Alright, what’ll you have?”
“I’ll have an iced Mocha with extra cream no sugar.”
Jaehee scribbles it on a cup and gets to work making the drink “Weird choice for you. Didn’t think you were a fan of mocha, you always seem to prefer vanilla”
“I do?”
“Yes silly, you always ask for French vanilla flavoring.”
“I ne-” Before your clone can respond though, Jaehee has finished up the drink and handing it over
As ‘You’ take the drink, Jaehee leans over the counter and plops a quick kiss on your cheek
‘You’ are frozen on the spot
Jaehee opens her eyes to see why you’re suddenly so frigid towards her, but when she opens them she can’t help but glance behind you and see…YOU??
“MC?” Jaehee jumped back looking between you and your look a like.
“MC?” Your twin turns to you, face still flushed from their sudden kiss. “Is this the surprise you had for me??? A super friendly barista??”
“Surprise???” Jaehee exclaimed, still looking between the two of you. “Wait you’re not MC???”
Finally you stepped in to clear the confusion
“Jaehee! This is my twin …. CM. CM, this is my new Cafe that I run with my girlfriend!”
“Girl..friend.” CM turns to look at Jaehee, at the same time the two of them realize everything that just happened concerning the confusion.
“I am so so so so so so so so so sorry” Jaehee can not stop apologizing no matter how many times CM says it’s ok.
Zen
It was opening night for his new show
He was pumped
Sure because of the show, but also because you had shot him a text earlier that day that you were going to bring your sibling.
Zen had yet to meet anyone in your family, so he was excited that you were going to start introducing him to them. It showed how ready you were to spend your life with him and that just made him giddy.
So after the show was over he couldn’t wait to find you
He scanned the crowd and eventually spotted you in the crowd with a bouquet of roses
MC is so sweet he hummed to himself
That was his sole moment of calmness before the storm
He watched as his coworker walked up to you and started chatting you up. Zen was on the other side of the auditorium, trying to push his way through the flock of people set on congratulating him, so he couldn’t run to your rescue as fast as he liked.
He was frustrated but he knew you could handle yourself
At least that’s what he thought until his fellow actor’s hand found it’s way to your hand, where the thumb gently brushed back and forth.
Zen’s face turned red, and the shade only grew deeper when he saw his douche bag scene mate’s mouth turn into a cocky looking smirk.
He found superhuman speed and agility to push through the crowd and end up right behind you, where he wrapped his arms around you tightly and pressed a long kiss to your cheek
“Honey, there you are.” Zen sounded so sweet while his blazing red eyes stared daggers into the green ones of his coworker.
“Zen? This is your girlfriend?”
“Yes, this is my girlfriend MC.” Zen squinted at the guy. How dare he pretend not to know, Zen only pointed out MC every time she came to a show. Every time she picked him up from rehearsal. Every time-
“You said your name was CM” The Actor turned a confused stare to the person in Zen’s arms
“I-” They tried to say but
“CM?” Zen questioned, he spun them around only to realize “You’re not MC.”
“No I’m” Cm tried to say
“Zen!” You interjected as you ran over to the 3. “Sorry, I had to run to the bathroom. CM thanks for holding the flowers. Speaking of which, Zen I see you’ve met my twin”
Zen’s face turned bright red with blush this time
He turned to his fellow actor and CM and started apologizing profusely
Jumin
He knew you had a brother….or…a sister? …or both?
He lied he had no clue, he just knew you had some sort of sibling.
He was unaware it was a twin
A twin who worked as an assistant for a company but was looking to switch, so when they saw C&R was hiring a new chief assistant, they threw an application in
So here is Jumin, just sorting through some applications when he sees
“CM PlayerPants”
He smirks at the paper, seeing all the information filled out is yours. Your home address, the general store you lived near, your school, graduation, etc.
Your picture was even you, just you in a suit and looking very hot professional
Now lets face it you and Jumin did some kinky shit sometimes
Sometimes your love life together involved role playing
Jumin was surprised at how much effort you put into this, but he wasn’t going to spoil it.
He types in the phone number, it’s not your usual cell number, what did you get a prepaid phone just for this?
He was in awe with your dedication
Rrrng rrrng rrrng
“Hello?” Your voice answered
He couldn’t hide the smirk on his face “Hello there, Kitten.”
“I-I’m sorry?”
“Oh my bad” He corrected himself “Hello there, Ms. Playerpants. This is Jumin Han from C&R calling about your application”
“Oh! Uh, Hello! Yes, what can I do for you? Does it need any clarification?”
“Oh no no no, I think I read you loud and clear.” He lazily flipped through the pages of the resume in front of him
“Oh..ok. Is this about the position then?”
“Yes” A smirk found it’s way to his lips “Speaking of which, what is your favorite position?”
“Excuse me? I don’t think I understand?” The voice on the end was clearly taken aback. Damn, you were making him work for this.
“Well I figured I’d give you a say in the matter tonight since you put sooo much work into this. So Kitten, tell me, what would you like to do tonight? Maybe I’ll buy some toys on the way home an-”
“WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU????” Click.
Jumin just stared at the phone confused. He shrugged it off because his desk phone went off, and when he answered it was his father calling him to a meeting. Jumin resolved to just handle whatever happened with you when he got home
After a long work day he came in the door to see you waiting for him. “Hello Kitten.”
“Hey Babe, how was work?”
“Good, aside from this strange phone call I made today” A small grin on his face
“Oh?” You cocked an eyebrow.
“Yes,” He purred as he walked over and started rubbing your shoulders “I thought I had found a new assistant”
“OH!” You exclaim, jumping up and remembering something “I forgot to tell you this morning! My twin is applying for the chief assistant job, it completely slipped my mind.”
“Your…twin?” Jumin cocked his brows now
“Yes! CM!”
“C….M” Jumin was quick to catch on to his mistake “Oh my god”
Seven
Lets face it
You guys may be sick of hearing this but
He knew
Of course he knew
He stalked the ever-loving-shit out of you
He saw photos of the two of you together
He insists on you and your twin joining him and Saeran out for lunch all the time
You guys have the certified Twin Club in his brain
The 4 of you spend so much time together Seven can tell the slight difference between your hair and your twins. How your twin is about a centimeter taller. Your eyes are a little more wide. He knows.
Which is why he isn’t caught off guard when your twin and you show up in the same room
He’s not confused when he sees CM out kissing someone
He knows
He loves it
#TwinSquad
V
His eyesight is so bad he has mini heart attacks once a week thinking he sees you out in public holding hands with someone else
Over time he stops freaking out, he starts to recognize you easier, which means he can play ‘Spot the Blurry Difference’ a little better when you two aren’t together
Until one day he’s on set doing a photo shoot for a Modeling company that requested his help
And he sees…MC? With a headset on ordering some people around to do this and that.
The voice is the same. He knows MC’s voice damn well.
And that is MC
“MC..” V quietly calls out but with no answer.
‘MC’ Disappears into the crowd of models
What the fuck. How could you not tell him? He was a little hurt you never shared your work life with him. Was this where you were when the two of you weren’t together? Did you think he wouldn’t be impressed because he usually focuses on more artsy photography??? Did he say something??? MC please why don’t you love hi-
“Hey Hun!”
MC!? V whirled around to see you, but you were talking to one of the models, very flirtatiously he may add. Your hand on their arm and a sweet, sweet smile on your face as you looked at them. He could see that much.
He felt his heart break a bit, how could you pretend not to even see him?
No. No this couldn’t be you.
Jihyun Kim trusts and loves you and refuses to believe you’d be evil *cough*LikeHowHeTrustedSnakeBitch*cough*
He marches well marches as good as you can while visually impaired up to ‘MC’ and taps them on the arm.
MC turns “Can I help you?”
“I’m sorry, but you look extremely like a friend of mine. Her name is MC-”
The set director in front of him suddenly seems much more friendly “Oh! That’s my twin! Wait, are you V?? MC mentioned they were dating a photographer I didn’t realize it was the one we hired for today! Oh, I’m sorry, Hello I’m CM!”
Relief. So much fucking relief on V’s heart.
Vanderwood
Neither you nor Vanderwood were aware that Seven was being devious today
He had been scarce all day, leaving the two of you to go through the day in overall peacefulness. You guys had spent a bit of time together, but eventually you got up to start cleaning and doing some chores.
Yep that’s all normal
Until you suddenly walk in the door you did not leave out of
“MC?” Vandy stared at you as you looked at him, then walked straight back out the door you just came in
Then you walked in the door he thought you originally left from.
You crossed the room and into the hall, out of site. He was left a little slackjawed and confused
Then you entered from the door he just saw you enter from. Wait what
“MC how-”
You giggled and ran out another door
Only to come back from the hall
“OK LITERALLY WHAT THE FUCK”
His outburst made you jump
“Vanderwood wha-”
Two doors behind you silently opened, and two almost carbon copies of you peaked their heads through and shushed Vanderwood
He was speechless and just violently pointed trying to get you to turn around, but by the time you did the copies of you were gone
“What in the fuck-”
“Vanderwood what is-”
“Yeah Vanderwood why-” An MC copy asked running in from the hall
“What’s going on?” Another one said coming in from a room
“What the” You looked around and Vanderwood was rubbing his eyes like crazy trying to get whatever form of psycho out of them.
Upon further inspection, you realized one of your clones didn’t look like you aside from the fact they were wearing your clothes and had on a wig that looked like your hair “Seven?”
“You got me! Lucky~~Aha~!” Seven cheered pulling the wig off
“So who is-” Vanderwood looked to the last copy
“Oh, I’m CM! I’m MC’s twin. 707 asked if I would help him out with a little prank and I couldn’t say no” Cm giggled.
You all had a good laugh
Except Vanderwood
Saeran
Ok, you guys might hate me for this one
But
I feel like he also knows
I feel like Seven has told him, and dragged him out on the #TwinClubDates
There’s no way Seven wouldn’t constantly talk about you 4 being goals
He takes group pictures of you guys all the time
He shows Saeran photos of CM constantly asking if he and Saeran look more alike than MC and CM
Buuut
Even though Saeran knows, he’s totally fucked up before
I bet he’s accidentally kissed CM before when MC’s in a spot then leaves only for CM to be left standing somewhere close to where Saeran last saw MC
He’s definitely had to play the “Which one am I dating” game when you two first started going out. And he has failed and accidentally grabbed Cm’s hands, causing you two to giggle despite Saeran’s obvious saltiness
I’m sorry. This one is really weak but I don’t really have any ideas for it because I feel like Saeran wouldn’t make a big slip up since he’d know MC had a twin cause of Seven.
#ok im sorry#i feel like i got lazy at some parts#but i wanted to try getting through my asks ;-;#i hope you like it still am sry#mystic messenger#mystic messenger trash#mystic messenger headcannons#mystic messenger headcannon#mystic messenger headcanon#mystic messenger headcanons#mysme#mm#mysme hc#SaviorMemesHcs#jumin han#jumin#jaehee kang#jaehee#yoosung kim#yoosung#zen#hyun ryu#saeran choi#saeran#unknown#luciel choi#707#seven#saeyoung choi#v
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