#unknown x mc

[silaswritesthings]

‘I am not in love with a criminal.’

Summary: Reader comes across an intriguing individual that captured their attention months prior.

Starring: Multi character x gender unspecified reader (the characters I had in mind as I write this are mainly Scaramouche and Childe from genshin impact, Dazai from bsd and unknown from mystic messenger but you can imagine whoever you wish to imagine)

Genre: romance, sfw, sharing an umbrella (that's not a genre but its valid!)

Warnings: A bit of cursing, implications of stalking, implications of murder, first person pov :)

Author’s note: It took me three days to write this and I hope it matches the effort I put into it. I was listening to goth and alt music as I wrote this so take that however you wish to take it. Likes, comments, reblogs and new followers will always be welcome!

Word count: 914

Part two is here

No. Just no.

He didn’t deserve a single drop of any affection from me, not a sliver of attention. He was not even worthy of the mud beneath my boots, but…

“Is there something on your mind?” His voice was accompanied by a flash of lightning. The dull sky rumbled as if the heavens were sending a warning. Bitterness gathered in my chest.

“I don’t want to talk about anything with you.” My words were almost drowned by the rain hitting the umbrella he held above our heads; we stood in the middle of the pavement, and pedestrians gave us odd and disapproving looks as they walked around us. The rain had just started but it had picked up quite a bit and I would have been drenched if it weren't for him.

His next words sounded almost hesitant. “You were more friendly when we first met.” My gaze remained fixed on my wet boots, his own facing mine, and I didn't miss the way he shifted on his feet, the umbrella shifting along with the action.

People like him, criminals, are well versed in lies and manipulation. Feigning distress wouldn't have been a hard task for him and I was aware of that. Despite knowing that, the bitterness in my chest lifted just a fraction.

“It’s been months, I can hardly remember your name.” My eyes remained lowered, watching water droplets slide down the leather of our boots.

“But you remember my face.”

“What?”

“You haven’t looked at me at all during our entire encounter yet you seem to know exactly who you are talking to you.” It was his observation not mine. Our first meeting, which happened over four months ago (not that I have kept count), remains as a vague memory in my mind. I would have voiced my thoughts but he was right. Why would anyone entertain a conversation with a stranger like this; with their eyes on the ground and heart in their throat as if they knew something that they shouldn’t.

I knew something that I shouldn’t. No- he revealed things to me that I shouldn’t have known. He’s a criminal.

My gaze lifted to his, regrettably, and my argument stopped at the back of my throat along with my breath. This was not the face of a killer but rather the face of someone that many would kill for.

His eyes lit up. “You’re looking at me.”

I narrowed my own. “You’re a criminal.”

“I’ve never been incarcerated for a moment in my life.”

“You killed people.”

“Without context, it sounds worse than it actually is.”

My right eye twitched. “Do you have an answer for everything?”

He leaned forward, his mouth curving into a light pleasant smile. “Why don’t you test that by asking me every question that comes to your mind? I’ll answer anything, everything even.”

I shifted my eyes from his, a simple look was all he needed to convince me to take his offer. “I have-" I cleared my throat, "plans.”

My eyes returned to him when he straightened himself with a sigh and took out his phone. He messed with his screen for a few seconds. When he showed me the screen, it was a copy of my schedule.

Fuck that.

I turned and walked away from him and forgot why I had even left my apartment half an hour ago. The rain was the least of my concerns because there was a lunatic who had a copy of my personal schedule on his phone. The rain was not the problem.

He spoke in a sing-song manner, “you’re in quite a rush for someone without any plans.”

Anger rose from the bottom of my chest and I turned to face him and yelled, “Fuck you!”

His mouth fell open before he burst into a fit of laughter. My blood boiled as I watched him clutch his abdomen as if he had heard the funniest joke in existence.

Now he was gasping for air.

Now more people were giving us more odd looks.

I marched to where he stood and whisper-yelled, "You're embarrassing me, stop it."

He beamed at me. “I’ll text you later since you have ‘plans’ today.” He handed me his umbrella and waved with the hand holding his phone, the screen and my damn schedule flashing at me, before he stepped backwards.

“Criminals have feelings too,” he said before he walked away with an energetic stride.

“Lunatic.” I cursed him. I was annoyed, wet and could feel the start of a headache from my now ruined day.

When I arrived back at my apartment, I paused by my door where there was a vase filled with flowers and herbs; lavenders, roses and rosemary were bunched together in a deliberate manner. I picked up the vase and read the little white card that was sticking out from the flowers. I then remembered why I left my apartment. It was to find flowers to decorate my apartment.

Do you know you smell like lavenders?

My face burned because of anger.

Right.

Anger.

I entered my home and placed the flowers on my kitchen counter with care, only because the vase looked fragile and I didn't want to clean up the mess of a broken vase.

By the time the sun had set that day, I was already facing another problem. Should I answer the text from the unknown number on my phone or call the police to spare my time and sanity?

#silaswritesthings #silas #wanderer x reader #scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #childe #childe x reader #dazai x reader #unknown x mc #mystic messenger #bungou stray dogs #genshin impact x reader #Eater love unholyc #criminals basically #please don’t flop #jjk x reader

[pochipop]

＃MYSTIC MESSENGER !! ♡ — LOVE LANGUAGES (GIVING/RECEIVING).

#. synopsis! — how they love and like to be loved .

#. characters! — jumin, yoosung, jihyun (v), saeran (ray), hyun (zen), saeyoung (707) .

#. warnings! — none .

#. alt accounts! — @ddollipop (nsfw) @yyolkchi (reblog/spam) .

#. others! — navigation & masterlist .

𖦹. ━ JUMIN !!

Jumin gives gifts and acts of service. The revolving door of women his father brought in and out of his life profoundly impacted Jumin's view of love. He hardened himself to the idea of it all, closing his emotions off in order to protect himself. Allowing himself to feel, to love and be loved in turn, is a foreign concept to him. However, Jumin is well accustomed to offering physical things as a means of showing appreciation; so giving gifts is a natural part of his immediate range. The same goes for providing acts of service. He's long been seen as the capable businessman, secure in his ability to complete tasks efficiently, so actively doing things for you comes easily to him. Jumin presents you with flowers often, and buys you new jewelry every few weeks. He also indulges you in your hobbies, giving you things to support your endeavors in order to silently cheer you on when words don't come as easily. He offers to help you even when it's clear you don't need it, —just to be sure, and he's on top of every chore and every need you share with him.

Jumin likes to receive quality time & words of affirmation. As a businessman, Jumin knows how precious time is. He's worked against thousands of deadlines by this point in his life, —has set a thousand more in turn, and understands the importance of punctuality and diligence. By no means is his interpersonal relationship standard different in that regard. He feels loved and special when you actively make time for him, because he knows that when someone does that, it's because they care. A lot. Jumin has many insecurities about being in a romantic relationship, worried that he might make one wrong move and watch the foundation crumble. More than anything, he fears being alone. However, those worries can be quenched easily enough by some softly spoken words. Whisper in his ear when he's almost asleep, —pull him in and kiss at the shell of his ear before telling him you're thankful for all the things he's done for you. Shower him in praise every once and a while; let him bask in it. Offering words of affirmation to him will let him know he's doing alright, especially on the days when he feels inadequate as a lover, will go more than a long way. It doesn't take much to soothe him down when it comes from you.

𖦹. ━ YOOSUNG !!

Yoosung gives physical touch. He's far from shy about loving you. In fact, Yoosung is beyond proud to have you by his side. He really feels like he hit the jackpot with you, —admires you as a person as much as he loves you as a partner. He thinks you're the best, sweetest, most capable person in the entire world, and he shows all of that through lots of varying physical means. Whenever the two of you go out together, his hand is sure to slip its way into your own very quickly. Behind closed doors, he's infinitely clingier. Not that he doesn't understand personal space, and he'll be sure to give it to you if you express that you need it, but Yoosung's main and most prominent love language is physical touch, and he'd like to be near you as often as possible. It doesn't have to be overt: something as simple as sitting close together with your knees resting against one another's is something he'll offer to show he loves you. More than anything, he likes to give you hugs, —the kind that feel a little crushing at first until you relax into them. The warm kind that make you feel safe. Yoosung likes to play with your fingers and hair, likes to trail his fingers down your arms when you're resting against him. He'll press kisses wherever he can: your knuckles, the crown of your head, your cheeks, your forehead, —you name it.

Yoosung likes to receive words of affirmation. All things considered, Yoosung is by no means a demanding partner. In fact, he expects very little from you and would never press for something you were unwilling to give. Still, even someone like him, who comes across as very happy-go-lucky and aloof, needs reassurance every once in a while. In reality, he might need it more than most. He might not show it, but insecurity eats him alive at night, keeps him awake. It doesn't have to be gushing praise, —it doesn't even have to be overwhelmingly overt. Just small acknowledgments in tiny increments, like telling him he should rest because he worked hard today or reminding him to eat properly because he needs to take care of himself. Compliments about his appearance are the least needed since Yoosung isn't much concerned with looks of all things, but he does like to be told that he's handsome, and even if being called "cute" isn't favorable from others, he likes it when you say it. When it comes from you, it doesn't feel condescending, and it doesn't feel like you're speaking down to him or downplaying his maturity. It just makes him smile.

𖦹. ━ JIHYUN !!

Jihyun gives quality time + acts of service. Guilt runs deep, and Jihyun has not shed the skin of the man he used to be. He has yet to grow into the new flesh of the person he's always yearned to be. He hesitates to touch or offer words of affirmation, lest he make a mistake. But he feels most confident when you sit alongside him; when you watch him work, sit somewhere in the distance and let him take candid pictures of you that he treasures. That quality time fuels him, gives him hope for a brighter future; one where the stars never fail to shine. He likes to feel your presence, even if only from a distance sometimes. Jihyun also goes out of his way to be kind, not out of obligation, but out of desire. When you smile, he feels the warmth of the sun on his skin, —and he seeks to bathe in it for as long as you'll allow. So, he makes you tea or coffee in the mornings, memorizes all your favorite add-ins and the exact amounts you prefer. He pays close attention to the things you enjoy and will offer to help whenever he gets the opportunity. He would go to the ends of the Earth for you if the need arose, but for now, he hopes this freshly prepared lunch is enough to show his love.

Jihyun likes to receive quality time. Since brushing death, Jihyun has come to realize that life is short. In realizing that, he likes to take your time, even if that seems selfish at points. He wants nothing more than for you to be with him, no matter what either of you are doing. He's happy to sit in a silent room with you as you read or finish up some work. All he wants is to be near you. Sometimes, he thinks it's because he hasn't quite grasped that you really do love him, which is of no fault of your own, and unconditionally at that. He hasn't fully processed that you'll love him even when he's weak, —even when he's down and has no idea how to stand up on his own two feet again. All he really wants is for you to be there through all the seasons of him. Experience the chilliest of winters, the most colorful autumns, the sweltering summers, and be there when the middle ground is found once more in his blissful spring retreats as new flowers blossom in the wake of his pent-up tears. He just wants to know that he can turn your way and find you there, ready and willing to listen or even just sit with him for a while.

𖦹. ━ SAERAN !!

Saeran gives acts of service. It's something he's long grown accustomed to, but this time, they're all of his own free will. Words often fail him, and he clams up when the pressure builds, insisting that there's nothing he wants to say. Be patient with him; give him the time he needs to process things, to accept that he deserves to be loved and to love you. Until then, look for his love in the acts of service he provides. His affection is threaded through the snacks he brings to you when he knows you've been working on something for a while, —it's written in between the lines of the way he makes your dinner plate first and takes it when you're finished to wash the dishes before you can make the move to do so. Saeran's love is muted sometimes, and maybe it's not as loud as he'd like it to be, but he's trying his best one day at a time. Let him take care of the chores he knows you dislike, let him soothe his fears of being unworthy as he asks if you need anything every time he gets up to go to the kitchen. He doesn't yet have another way to tell you how he feels. But know he cares, and he's trying every single day, both for himself and for you.

Saeran likes to receive physical touch + words of affirmation. Though he rarely reacts to either, whether that be positive or negative, he likes it when you put your arms around his neck, pull him in close, and tell him that he's enough. Not in that exact phrasing, of course, as that might be a bit overwhelming to him, but when you thank him for the things he does, he knows what you mean. He appreciates compliments about his intelligence, especially when they don't pertain to his work. Saeran also feels hideous sometimes; both inside and out, so compliments about his physical appearance and general personality go a long way. Especially when you acknowledge that he pays attention to your needs, —those comments let him know that you take his actions into consideration and that you see him, that you see his expressions of love, even if they're quiet. Saeran also yearns for warmth. Share yours with him. Don't be offended by the way he tenses sometimes, or the way his body reacts slowly to physical affection. He likes it, he just isn't used to it yet. But he wants to be. Run your thumb across his knuckles and let him melt into you, let his weary head rest on your shoulder. He needs it.

𖦹. ━ HYUN (ZEN) !!

Hyun gives physical touch + quality time. When he touches you, each one is a way for him to say "I love you" without having to muster up the courage to do so through verbal means. That's the hard part, and he worries that saying it might make it too real for you, —it makes him scared that you might hear it and run. That's just his own insecurity talking, but his perception is his reality. Feel his love through the way his fingertips ghost across your skin, in the way his lips press against your temple. Hyun cares more than he could ever say with words. When it comes to you, he can't act the part. Everything is stripped bare, core exposed when he's with you. In that time, —the time he makes for you amidst memorizing lines and weaving his way through adoring fans, Hyun is quick to realize what means the most to him. He loves his job, loves performing, loves being an actor, but he loves you just as much. The time he spends with you is sacred to him, and he values it. He just hopes you do too. Though he's a busybody, someone who likes to be doing things at all times in order to feel productive, Hyun still cherishes the moments of peace he finds with you, and he'd give anything to make them longer: even infinite.

Hyun likes to receive words of affirmation + physical touch. Though he's accustomed to compliments as someone who works on the stage under bright, white lights, compliments from you about any and everything are just. . . Different. They hold a different weight than all the others, perhaps because you know him so intimately, and when you tell him he's handsome, you mean it in a way that his fans simply can't. You mean it in the way that every part of him is pretty, —even the ones he hates and tries to bury deep inside. You mean it in the way that he's always dreamed someone would. Hyun also likes to be touched as much as he likes touching you; and little things go a long way. Holding his hand, letting him rest in your lap, smoothing your thumb over the side of his palm when you lace your fingers with his. . . He goes crazy for that stuff, watches himself divulge into a lovesick mess when you kiss him and make him feel like he's the only man in the world. All he really wants is to be enough, and when you hold him close, he knows he is.

𖦹. ━ SAEYOUNG (707) !!

Saeyoung gives gifts + acts of service. He often feels that his touch, time, and words are invaluable, and his upbringing influenced those feelings into fruition. Saeyoung often feels inadequate and uses humor to cover the scars that run deeper than any flesh wound ever could. Because of this, he often uses his wealth to purchase items for you, and he uses those gifts to express his affections. It's easier for him to give you a present than it is to work up the courage to pull you in and squeeze you until he's had his fill. He also expresses himself through acts of service, —things like getting your favorite snacks and making sure they're always available for you or offering to help you when he sees that you're the one cleaning up around his place rather than Vanderwood, even when he's preoccupied by something else. He's quick to jump at any opportunity to do something kind for you, and he'd even go to dangerous lengths to do it. Not that it'll be necessary!

Saeyoung likes to receive words of affirmation, physical touch, and quality time. He desires everything he fears would never be enough from him. Though he tries not to show it, it's easy for someone close to him (metaphorically and in proximity) to see when he's beating himself up over something. Offer him comfort: hold him, tell him that it's okay for him to not be perfect all the time. He's allowed to feel things, is allowed to make mistakes, because before being a hacker, before being your lover, —he is human. Sometimes, it seems that he forgets that. Your embrace offers him a sanctuary from the harsh realities of the world. Your words numb the ache that lingers in his soul. If you can, he'd also like it if you'd sit with him while he works. It doesn't have to be close to him, —just being in the same room tells him everything he needs to know. He wants your time, even if he's scared to ask for it directly. He wants to crumble into pieces in your arms every once in a while, just so you can hold him together. Saeyoung is human, after all.

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[marshmallowprotection]

"You have no more need in being my eyes, little princess. From now on, my eyes are yours, and all you'll ever need to see... is what I see. Merry Christmas... may the next time we stand in front of this tree be a celebration of my victory, dollface."

Reference: @/9800eulgE

#mod kait #mystic messenger #mysme #saeran choi #mysticmessenger #mm #choi saeran #lila lancelot oc #cmc #unknown x mc #unknown x cmc #unknown x lila #my art

[galaxieflora]

Nap

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[riendutout404]

Happy halloween.

Ref: Cowboy Bebop: Knockin' on Heaven's Door

#mysticmessenger #mysme unknown #mysme saeran #unknown x mc #saeran x mc #saeran choi #mm unknown

[asterjennifer]

~ Saeran Fanfiction Recommendations ~

I thought it would be nice doing this again and present the pieces I, personally, have saved in my bookmarks because I enjoyed them or had them break my heart! ❤️

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For Eternal Paradise by Saerandipity707

Based on Ray route: BE 1 → Smut

My favorite smut Fic of Ray!^^ The bad ending's nailed perfectly and it's still not too much to read for my taste.

Promise by Scummy

SE Saeran x Reader → Smut

A beautiful fic. Saeran tries to hide that he's not ready, but the reader confronts and comforts him. 100/10!!

then fixed his teeth your heart beneath

by Khismer

Vampire Unknown x Reader

The humor in this one is hilarious, I laughed as rarely as with this story. Their relationship's the definition of crack^^

Out of Control by Saerandipity707

Suit Saeran x Reader → Smut

Saeran is torn between taking what he wants and doing what he thinks he needs to do. I like their dynamic in this~

Revolution by ilupant

Unknown X Nurse Reader

Inspired me for the "Ravishingly Uncomfortable" Series. He's so manipulative and I love the way he's portrayed!

A New Something Beautiful

by Destini Islands (Destini)

Ray (Saeran) x Reader → Smut

I like how he switches persona in this one all because she asks him to try dirty talk, it certainly worked lmfao.

Honeysuckle by ilupant

SE Saeran x Reader

A beautiful portrayal for Saeran to get confronted with MC's feelings towards him. It's decent, not over the top <3

Comfort Sex by Scummy

SE Saeran x Reader → Smut

His insecurities get to him so dearly, it's truly comforting to see him admit his feelings and share it with the reader.

Eighteen Hours by morninwarri0r

Saeran x Reader

I really loved how the two are just strangers on a airplane at first, coming to interact until they get together. It's cute!

Crucified by JustADeadGirlWriting

Savior Saeran x Reader → Smut

The angst's subtle, but adding it to my fav. I've never seen a Savior Saeran fic where the reader's put lower than him.

Everything More Than a Dream

by bad_boy_dan

Saeran x Fictional Reader

Love the reverse of Saeran falling for the reader as a fictional character that he likes to replay over and over!

How the warmth will melt the ice

by JustADeadGirlWriting

Post-GE Suit Saeran x Reader

In which suit wakes up for the first time after the GE and comforts you in your sleep during a nightmare. It's lovely.

say what you want (what is it you really want?) by soleum

SE Saeran x Reader → Smut

They have a love-hate relationship, but Saeran being a sadistic little flirt always gets to me for personal reasons–

You (don't) hate her. by orphan_account

SE Saeran x Reader

His struggling's written very painfully in this one! But the reader comes to comfort him after a panic attack.

Dangerous Affairs

by Half_SubmergedinPurgatory

Ray x Reader → Smut

Full on possessive Ray with a kinky Reader. Literal sin in case you need some pwp from time to time lmfao.

I fucking love when you hate me

by TearingCold

Ray (Saeran) x Reader → Smut

In this you have Ray being taught some love which's followed by.. kinky and a bit sick Saeran smut *chuckle*

fixing the grades. by yandereshit

Student Saeran x Student Reader → Smut

A short student AU. The summary of their story's literally "( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)" and I think that sums it up pretty well—–-

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If any of you have recommendations, let me know! I might add them to the list.

If anyone's gonna point out it's mostly smut I will throw you into Rika's basement

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[bakurainmystic]

Prologue Bad Ending

~Original manga

#colored manga #manga coloring #mystic messenger #unknown #mysme #unknown x mc #Saeran #mint eye #magenta #my post #namaikizakari

[schmellows]

#mysme #mystic messenger #mystic messenger ray #mystic messenger saeran #mystic messenger unknown #saeran choi #i missed drawing him sm #always coming back to him for comfort art haha ;; #saeran x mc #schmellows

[jinjinranran]

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It's a perfect time to post this commission for @suspiciouslybluemilktea 🫶

Christmas Unknown and Nightmare Before Christmas crossover! 🎁💀💟

#mystic messenger #mysme #saeran choi #saeran #fanart #mm unknown #mm saeran #custom mc #saeran x mc #my art

[amagicalduckling]

#mystic messenger #my art #saeran choi #mystic messenger saeran #mysticmessenger #saeran mm #mysme saeran #saeran x mc #mm unknown #707 mm #mystic messenger 707 #saeyoung choi

[samy-parker]

#saeyoung choi fanart #mystic messenger #mysme saeran #mc x saeran #mysme 707 #luciel choi #mystic mesenger #mystic messenger saeyoung #betty la fea #mysme fanart #saeran choi #meme redraw #drawing meme #unknown mystic messenger #ray mystic messenger #ray mysme #armando mendoza

[marsvlog]

mc and zen doing the heart lipstick trend <3 also mc did his makeup :P

#mystic messenger #zen mystic messenger #mystic messenger fanart #707 #mc x zen #hyun ryu #yoosung kim #seven #saeyoung choi #mystic messenger zen #saeran choi #ray mystic messenger #saeran mystic messenger #jumin han #jaehee kang #zen x mc #jihyun kim #rika kim #unknown mystic messenger #suit saeran #mars art

[mochiimiiki]

| Saeran Choi Headcanons |

{GE Saeran x mc}

Warnings: spoilers for Saeran/ Ray route and after ending, sevens real name, some parts slightly suggestive (will be marker) so feel free to ignore those bits

A/N: the amount of pain and angst this man specifically has gone through is unbearable, out of all of the RFA members him and seven had it worst (my opinion). Anyways some happy hc because i think he deserves to be happy

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After everything was resolved between Saeran and Saeyoung (which mind you took a while) the three of you decided to move and leave behind Saeyoung’s bunker, a place you had called home for the last six months

the reason for this choice was quite simple; a reminder of what was.

the twins didn’t need a reminder of everything that had happened over the course of time anymore than they needed the unpleasant memories. So they left.

The house which saeran and you moved to is a beautiful cottage, with a small farm attached. Saeran spends most of his days attending to the livestock and garden he grows, don’t worry though he definitely doesn’t neglect you (whether saeyoung came or not is up to you)

Saeran spends his days down in the dirt, very literally. As he’s all hands and knees and very much determined the best plants are grown from intense love and care

other than gardening and farming Saeran’s other past times are reading. He doesn’t have a particularly favourite genre but loves a good book with a happy ending. He reads all the books he can possibly get his hands on, very much including children books and fantasy novels. He was deprived of imagination when he was small so now he allows himself to indulge in it as he’s free to do

Saeran spends as much time with Saeyoung as he does his garden. This is mostly because Saeyoung is always around helping out on the farm, trying after years of being seperated to bond with his brother. Saeran deeply appreciates Saeyoung doing this as he knows being outside is something out of a comfort zone for Saeyoung (with unpleasant memories still always fresh Saeyoung feels safest behind a desk and screen).

Saeran is actually afraid of the dark so hopefully you don’t mind but he keeps a little nightlight by his bed side, it’s actually a cat and can change all sort of colours. It was invented by Saeyoung no doubt. Saeran treasures it with his whole heart.

Everytime you and Saeran go shopping he always collects a little toy, his inner child never had so much as a teddy bear so when he sees something he likes he gets it. Of course he asks you if he even should or if that’s silly, but naturally you insist that it’ll help heal his inner child.

Everytime Saeran sees you he gives you a kiss. On the forehead, cheek, neck, shoulder or lips it really doesn’t matter. He feels like giving you a kiss each time you see one another. It grounds him, reminds him that even though he has nightmares this, with you, is real.

Which means he ends up kissing you very often; you’re watching tv and he comes in from the garden. A kiss. You’re making dinner together and you go to the toilet, come back, a kiss. it doesn’t matter how much time apart you’ve spent. He just has to give you a kiss.

Now as mentioned before he does get nightmares and unfortunately they’re quite often, gently shake him awake if you hear him crying out in his sleep and murmur that it’ll be okay. He’ll hold you without saying anything until he drifts off again. Over time they fade away as he heals.

{suggestive} each time the two of you make love, and yes it’s 100% love making, saeran makes it his duty to tend to you. Running a soft, warm cloth over your body as you come down from your high. fixing your sweaty hair out of your face before heading off to fetch you some water and maybe a snack if you’re hungry. He treasures you and shows you that every way possible.

ofc u should give him aftercare everyone once in awhile (after you do he’ll not stop kissing ur face <3)

Saeran is a very tactile person. He went so long without physical touch that now he has yours he won’t let it go, ever. Has a hand on you, hovering about you or grabbing you every time he’s around. It’s probably another form of grounding for him, especially in crowded places where he feels very out of place and anxious.

Saeran 100% has hands on you everytime you kiss as well. and i mean everytime.

Work wise neither you nor saeran probably need to work as saeyoung has a lot of money and sold multiple cars to give saeran money. (he confirms at one point the gathering of cars was for his family)

However, Saeran never got to experience normal work and pay and so he does in fact work for awhile. He stays on with Jumin even after Jumin got elected and worked as part of a security team for a few months. But when you guys moved to the cottage/ farm he quit his job to focus on his life with you and Saeyoung. He just wanted a little bit of normalcy to feel complete.

One thing that doesn’t sit right with him no matter how much time has gone by is being out and about in a normal shop with normal people. It just never feels quite normal. He will of course insist on coming with you anytime you want to go shopping but other than that he doesn’t express any interest in exploring things like the cinema or public pools. Public places with so many people make him uncomfortable, especially with the way he’s recognised now because of the debacle with his dad.

His sanctuary is being in your arms, chatting with Saeyoung and your little farm together. (farmer Saeran brainrot)

Saeran devotes everything he has to you, that fact does not change no matter how much time passes. Every choice he makes is with you in mind, despite the fact you trying to dissuade him in order for him to form his own choices. But they are still his own decisions that he was free to make, he didn’t decide these things because he felt indebted to you but rather because he simply adores you and that was what he wanted to do to show you.

#ray mysme #mysme 707 #mysme saeran #mysme luciel #mysme unknown #mysme headcanons #mysme x reader #saeran choi #suit saeran #mystic messenger saeran #v mystic messenger #mystic messenger saeyoung #mystic messenger x reader #mystic messenger #headcanons #saeran x mc #saeran x reader #unknown saeran #ray x mc #ray saeran #saeranmysticmessenger

[galaxieflora]

Choi Family: Saeran, Chunhwa and Younghee.

I've only drawn Younghee once before and decided to draw her again.

#my art #Mystic Messenger #OC: Min Chunhwa #OC: Choi Younghee #Choi Saeran #Choi Ray #Saeran Choi #Ray Choi #MysMe Unknown #MysMe MC #custom mc #Saeran x MC #Ray x MC #Unknown x MC #Saeran x custom mc #MysMe Ray #Mystic Messenger Ray #Cheritz #MysMe #Saeran x Chunhwa #Ray x Chunhwa #Unknown x Chunhwa #MysMes #Ray x custom mc #Unknown x custom mc #Ray x cmc #Unknown x cmc

[yanderefan-kimi]

A hacker and his nosy assistant

#mystic messenger #mysme #my art #fanart #mystic messenger unknown #saeran choi #mystic messenger mc #saeran x mc #just a lil assistant au i had cooking in my head #i liked the sketch i drew so i decided to color it!

[asterjennifer]

Mystictober 2022 | Day 31 - Halloween

Collab with @marshmallowprotection<3

Summary: MC thinks they're going to the RFA's Charity Halloween Gala... but as it turns out, they're going to a different kind of scary party all together.

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After getting in you paid no more attention to the surroundings for the time being. Driver Kim knew where to bring you according to Jumin’s promise over the messenger, although the exchanged conversation had happened over two hours ago. It’s somewhat confusing considering the party’s held downtown where the apartment you’re currently staying at was built. But you hadn't really questioned.

Maybe there was traffic, or more likely simple construction sites that had to be bypassed.

Whatever the reason might’ve been, it’s nothing to worry much over. The RFA’s quiet in the chatroom ever since you entered the car. At some point you decided to just play one of your new phone dating sims; after your friend let you in on it, it became a real addiction. Some of the characters reminded you of old or current acquaintances that had crossed your life in one way or another.

Trees and bushes flew past you and slowly but surely that fact got deeper under your skin. The ride became jerky over time and at the latest when you peeked out the window to find nothing but forest, you started to worry. Where the good God was this driver taking you? You should’ve arrived at the festival almost two hours ago.

You tried making out the face of his in the rearview mirror, however, it’s too dark to make out any personal features. “Um, excuse me but...” You gazed back down to the corner of the phone; having your voice stuck in the back of your throat. Since when did the connection vanish? “Ah? What?” This was becoming more and more ridiculous.

Didn’t you have connection before sitting down in the car? Was that the reason for Yoosung to not answer your latest text? You told him that you’re on your way and normally he sent a silly sticker back to acknowledge the information you shared for safety reasons. This time there’s none of that kind.

“I’m sorry but where exactly are you taking me? You know the Halloween party is downtown, right?” Perhaps it’s considered rude to doubt the driver’s skills, you couldn’t help the bad gut feeling though.

Something about this left the tips of your fingers to freeze.

The abrupt stop pressed the seatbelt into your belly, making you wheeze out the already thin air. Blinking away the sudden shift you turned back to the window only to meet the closure of the forest. “The hell...” You mumbled out as you swiped your phone’s features down in order to find the flashlight setting; you couldn’t make out a thing.

“What is it, sweetie?” Getting addressed by such an inappropriate nickname out of the blue had you gasp silently. He reached up to turn on the small light inside the car, the smile that met you afterwards sent a chilling shudder down your spine.

“Didn't you order a taxi? I can’t remember it to be the opposite.”

The faded noises of nature blurred out of your focus. “I...” You’ve seen Mr. Kim before, and this man had not a single similarity with Jumin’s personal driver. These icy blue eyes that stared back, paired with one of the calmest albeit wicked smirks you’ve ever seen.

An unknown man sat in the driver seat; now a clicking sound echoed in the back of your head. Color ran dry inside your face when you pressed yourself deeper into the leather seat of the car. “Who- What...”

The guy your age smiled wider; his hand held onto the other seat as he turned back more. Shocking white hair almost shimmering under the dim, yellow light of the car. He even wore a mask and your adrenaline shot through the roof when realizing he must’ve taken you somewhere completely different. Anywhere but the RFA Halloween festival.

“You took a long time to understand the situation, dear party coordinator.” He chuckled the words out. “I’d say you should work on your gut instinct. But that’s pretty useless now.”

He left the car faster than you could process; having your heart hammer in the tips of your ears. He knew you. That man was aware of your position in the RFA. He even located your current position and slowly the puzzle pieces formed the whole picture together. How have you not seen the danger the moment you stepped into the car without getting a greeting in return?

The moment he opened the car door you hectically unbuckled yourself to jerk away from his hand reaching out. “YOU- You get away from me! You’re one of the- the...” Well, what were they?

He raised an eyebrow by your intense reaction, looking so much bigger due to the pitch-black night outside of the car. “I’m what? Do you think you know?”

He asked in a mocking tone. “Perhaps you do know... I’m the one who brought you to the apartment, after all.” Your attempt to slap his hand ended in vain as he’s quicker in movement and took hold of your ankle. The force behind his action made you hiss out in pain.

The guy immediately loosened his grip seeing you pinch an eye close. Regardless, he made no effort to let go despite you wiggling in his grip. “It’s no use fighting, darling.” He tugged again. “You’re at the end of the world... Nobody will be able to rescue you.” The horror on your face seemed to amuse him.

“Be good and do what I say if you don’t want me to hurt you.” The words cut through your fear and left you no choice but to behave. You knew he’s not joking.

After driving for so long you truly had to be somewhere out of town; it wouldn’t surprise you if you’re out of Korea even. Feeling weak because of all the fear it took you a good moment to come out. Your legs wobbled as the stranger locked the car up. Why did he come for you now? Where were you? What would he do now that you’re basically served on a silver platter in front of his feet? The more your thoughts wandered the harder it was keeping tears of desperation repressed.

Now that you’re standing outside, the cold air made you shiver to the bone. October came with a weird taste of medium temperatures and yet there were winds that caused many to fall sick. The thousand colors of the leaves not visible around this time of the night, you forgot what time it was anyway. You hugged your arms for both comfort and warmth, doing your best avoiding the man’s gaze when keeping your eyes glued to the ground.

But the sudden touch on your elbow got you snapping your attention back up to his face. “Don’t shiver just yet,” He pulled, a subtle command to follow him. “I have planned something fun for you. I’m sure you will like it.”

“Wh- Why did you bring me here...!?” You hissed out by accident. Luckily, he didn’t appear affected by your rude tone of voice. He just kept his grip tight while dragging you in front of a huge building decorated with a turquoise roof.

The spit stayed away as you found it hard to believe that what you’re perceiving is real in the first place. “Oh my God...” Breathless, the words fell over your lips unconsciously.

Only the high hum of the stranger made you aware of your own reaction. “Glad you like it.” He looked over his shoulder for a split second, but that’s already enough to set you off again.

He ushered you in through a huge front entrance and inside the building itself was so much to examine that your vision got a little dizzy. Whitewashed walls mixed up with dark blue curtains and ceiling, somewhat giving the place a royal attitude. Some side tables with many species of flowers; most of them you didn't even know by name. But the decoration caught you off guard the most.

Some weird bats hung up on the walls, real pumpkins standing around in the corridors with judging stares engraved into their faces. There’s a struggle to have the place Halloween themed, yet it’s just that. A struggle. Since it appeared empty at the same time. “Don’t slack off.”

His voice muttered directly at you, guiding you through this suspicious place as if it’s a children's play. For you it’s a massive headache given there were countless corners and floors that he pulled you through. There’s no chance in hell you’d remember the way out. Unless someone’s going to help, it’s not like there weren’t other people that passed by.

Beyond your hope, something whispered into your head that neither the people nor this guy would be kind enough to help you back home. The people wore costumes, however, they all had one thing in common; their faces were mostly covered or hidden under thick hoods and masks. Like they couldn’t afford being recognized by anyone.

Most walked with their heads lowered, it’s odd for sure. “We're here.” The unknown man came to an hold in front of a door that’s looking like every other.

“Where...?” You wondered hesitantly, watching a certain shimmer rush over his eyes as he pushed the door open. “You’ll see soon enough.”

Obligated to obey, you let him bring you inside a small room with only one table. Clothing’s placed down tidily as he leaned against the door with his back. Was he blocking it on purpose? “This is your costume for tonight. Thank me, right?” You inhaled sharply.

Having the role of the party coordinator left you the choice not to dress up for the party; much like for the rest of the RFA. And this year you didn’t feel like dressing up as something particular. Nonetheless, him urging you changed the course of plans entirely. Not sharing his anticipation, you still walked over to figure out what he’s seeking to dress you up in. Why was he into this at all? So many questions.

It surprised you that it’s a yellow-colored outfit, reminded you of a specific Disney princess you’ve watched in your childhood. “Is that... A Belle costume!?” You squeaked and the stranger threw his head back when laughing. “Haha! Your reaction is just like I expected.”

With the fabric between your fingers, you turned around to read his expression. Or any little hint letting you know this was a big joke. Disappointment spread bitterly over your tongue as he waved his hand when leaving the room. “You have ten minutes.” He said shortly.

“I come back in whether you’re finished or not. So don’t waste time.” And with that, the door’s closed in your face. The snapping sound of a key letting you face the reality of being locked in.

Panic suffocated your chest; was this for real? Ten minutes? Why the hell should you dress up as Belle from all available costumes on this planet? Your eyes searched for some clue, a lack in security to escape. It didn’t take long until you came to terms with defeat and instead focused on getting the outfit on before he’s going to bust into the room.

Clumsily yet determined you managed to have it sit right a few minutes later. To be honest with yourself, it was a pretty costume. It didn’t feel cheap either. The fabric shimmered whenever you tilted it into different angles. You probably should’ve been fonder of your safety and tried breaking down the door; but once you made a reality check with your current situation it’s obvious you had no way out. The clock above the entrance did its job, ticking endlessly and after twenty minutes you felt deeply unsettled once again.

Didn’t he want to come back ten minutes ago? Where did he leave to? You fell out of thoughts by the vibration of your phone at the table, acquainted with the type of texting that popped up on your lock screen. The username and profile picture familiar much against your liking.

▹ Unknown: Are you ready to play, dear royalty?

The nickname as upsetting as before. You scanned the room from top to bottom, feeling the little rest of courage leave your system. Knowing you couldn’t procrastinate on your fate any longer you opened the messenger while biting your lip bloody.

▹You: I thought you come back after ten minutes...

▹Unknown: Change of plan. Tough luck, I know.

You frowned annoyed at the cocky response. Who did he think he was, really. Hopefully Seven or someone else noticed your absence and came to track your phone to rescue you. That’s the only thing you could bet on for the time being.

▹Unknown: We play a game tonight... So go to the garden.  I’m sure you’re smart enough to find it^^

What an insinuation. You cracked the door handle and for some reason the door actually opened up. Did he pass by to unlock it? This entire guessing game left your mind spinning. Weary, you observed the empty floor; nobody and nothing to find. Which didn’t mean you could put your caution to rest. He spoke of a game in the messages, it could mean literally anything.

As you slowly reached the end of the corridor, you could examine the beautiful garden on the other side of the windowpane. If it wasn’t almost worth being kidnapped for this outstanding view alone, you stopped in your tracks to just admire the flowers blooming under the moonlight. It’s somewhat ruined as there were tables and weird fake hedges put up. Although there’s some distance, you’re able to tell they’re not real.

You sighed. The smell of something undefinable sweet filled your nose; it’s nothing you’ve ever smelled before. If this game happened outside, perhaps the stranger named Unknown in the messenger prepared things with the help of the hedges, despite your prayers that not to be the case. Sadly your luck seemed to have run dry ever since he picked you up in front of the apartment. The buzz of your phone proved a small presumption you wished so badly to be false.

▹Unknown: Go out already and don’t stand there like an idiot. Let’s celebrate Halloween for what it is, hmm? We play like adults. I promise it will be fun.

However it’s possible; he’s aware of your whereabout and actions. Which could only mean one thing. Unknown was able to track and see you. Another shudder ran down your back after you took a deep breath and turned the doorknob to step outside. Your intuition told you this would be a lot to deal with, but nothing fun.  

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There was not a doubt in your mind that he was going to push you into doing something you didn't like. This was the hacker, after all. He managed to manipulate everyone you knew many times and at this point, you had no idea what he was capable of.

Even if he was playing a game at this point that was meant to be out of your control, you didn’t know how long that game might last, even if he was allowing you to think you had a semblance of control, you didn't know how long that would last, and even if you figured out the way out of here, there was no chance it would help.

It wasn't like he was giving you a say in anything.

This was something that he had created specifically to get under your skin. You knew that you had to play along with everything because he held all the cards. He can make you do anything,

you thought. You didn't know where you were or how to get back. It didn't even matter at that point that you had a phone.

The connection wouldn't lead to anything but him.

You tried to send something back to the RFA but it just glitched and errored out. You weren't sure how far you were from the apartment, much less the city, and you blamed yourself for not thinking more clearly. This was your problem. You always trusted your gut and it didn't matter if your gut was wrong. You went through with it every single time.

Jumin had told you that it would be Driver Kim.

You trusted that without a doubt. You didn't even think to talk to him at first because it was always him who came to get you. It was that blind trust that had led you to this situation. It wasn't a bad thing, but now you were starting to regret how much you trusted yourself and the people around you. You always wanted to see the good in people. That's why you trusted him in the first place. Unknown wanted you to squirm when you thought about it.

Your phone buzzed again.

▹Unknown: Good. You’ve started walking. Now, if you haven’t noticed, you’re standing in front of a maze. I'm sure that somebody like you knows exactly what these things are all about.

▹Unknown: People assume that it's fun and games to send children into a labyrinth. But, is it? Is it supposed to be fun to send somebody into a never-ending maze that seemingly has no way out? Don't you think that's the only metaphor for Halloween that makes sense?

▹Unknown: I think it is. It's reflective of what the world truly is. You never know what's going to get you as it's waiting around the corner. Is it a savior, or is it a monster? People like to think there's always someone waiting for you on the other side that's going to save you from the monster. Well, I'm here to tell you that that's not the case.

▹Unknown: In this world of monsters and ghouls, there’s only evil waiting around the corner. There is no treat on the other side for people. Don't you know? That's what Halloween is all about. It's not about people having fun or getting treats. The real lesson is showing people that only good children are able to be rewarded. If you’re not allowed to partake, you’re just a trick. You can never have a treat if all you've ever been is a trick.

▹You: People say Trick or Treat for a reason. Do you mean to say that you only care about tricks?

▹Unknown: Haha…

▹Unknown: The real trick is letting people assume there’s always been a treat on the other side of their pleading.

▹Unknown: Let's not waste any more time on your foolish questions. The only thing that I need you to do is play along with my little game. If you do what I tell you and go along with it, maybe I'll let you have a reward at the end of the night. What do you say? It's not like you have anywhere else to be.

▹You: …

▹Unknown: Good. Now it’s very simple. All you need to do is escape my maze before the clock runs out. That doesn't sound very complicated, does it? I'm sure you've done this many times before in your childhood. It was a privilege for you. It was a fun little game for you to play just like all the other people in this world that think this is a game. Well, this is a treat for me. Do you think that you can get out?

▹You: Are you just going to watch me walk around this maze all night?

▹Unknown: Wouldn't you like to know, Party Coordinator?

▹Unknown: I think it's much more fun if you don't know what sorts of tricks are waiting for you inside. Maybe if you're lucky, you'll run into a treat.

▹You: You said there are no treats.

There was no response after that. You had no choice but to put your phone away and figure out what you were going to do. There were so many ways to go inside the labyrinth that every time you turned around it felt like you were losing yourself. It was twisting and turning around you every time you found a new corner. Every time you thought you were close to something, it turned into a dead end. There was no way to figure out which way was left and which way was right.

To you, it felt like this had been purposely designed to have no end in sight.

If you didn't know any better, you might have thought that he was watching from somewhere above that had given him a view of the entire maze. It was too dark for you to see if there were any cameras hiding in the tall grass. It was possible that he was watching you from a computer but you weren't entirely sure. Maybe that was his entire point? He wanted you to be afraid of what could happen instead of what might actually happen.

It was a way of making you feel afraid of everything. If you couldn't even trust the rules that you had been given, what could you trust? What could you believe if he could easily take it away? The only thing that you knew about the hacker was that he was crafty.

He knew how to say things without letting anyone be the wiser about what they meant. It was how he had easily tricked you to go into the apartment in the first place. He told you one story and made it more and more intricate as it went along. It was easier to believe him that way. It was hard to doubt him when he made it sound so simple. Unknown made it seem so casual to pop into the apartment and leave a note. It seemed to be the same way that he had led you into the situation, too.

The only thing that you could do was take a deep breath and hope that you could figure this out. It was obvious that he was amused by how frantic you were becoming. Whether it was a trick of the imagination or something else, you could hear the sound of somebody laughing in the distance. It was that haughty and menacing laughter that had taunted you moments prior. He was getting a kick of how frantic you were becoming.

Your outfit wasn’t making it easier to navigate things. The path that you were following was narrowing by the minute. You didn’t think your eyes were playing tricks on you in the dark. There was no doubt in your mind that you could feel the thickets of thorns digging into the

fabric. It felt like you were going to trip over your own feet if you continue to push through. Yet, you didn't want to stop yourself.

There had to be a trick to this, you thought.

But, there wasn’t. There wasn't enough light in the path to tell you where to go. It felt like every corner was the same as the last.

The only thing that told you that you were making any progress was the sound of his voice taunting you from afar. His voice wasn't clear but it was the one thing you could use. You had no way of knowing if you were heading back to the start of the maze or if you had gotten any closer to the end. It felt like your lungs were getting tighter inside your chest. Your anxiety was getting the better of you, too.

It was like a merry-go-round that wouldn't stop no matter how much you felt like you needed to get off. Even if you could pretend that you were cool, calm, and collected, there was no way that you could keep it up forever. You thought you could handle things that were thrown your way but even you had to admit that sometimes it was too much for you to bear. So much had happened since you’d first spoken to this man on your phone but now it felt like it was coming to a stuttering conclusion.

You took a left turn, then a right turn, then you went straight for a while, then you felt like you hit another wall, and then you had to repeat the process over and over and over again. Nothing that you did felt like it was getting you further. There were no lights or clues along the way. It was you, the darkness, and just the sounds of nature haunting you.

▹Unknown: What’s the matter, your highness? Are you getting scared that the wolves are going to catch up to you?

▹Unknown: You know what? I'll give you a hint that should motivate you. What’s the most dangerous thing in the world?

He was taunting you just because he could. Logically, you knew that there was only so much that he could do to you. You had no idea what he wanted to do with the RFA, but you knew that whatever he wanted to do to you to hurt them meant that he couldn’t remove you from this planet. Whatever it was that had made him so mad in the first place couldn't make him do something so terrible to you. He needed you intact.

If that wasn't the case, he could have done something a lot worse to you a long time ago and you wouldn’t have been here in the first place.

Right?

You went to put your phone away but you felt a hot puff of air against the back of your throat just as you began to lower your arm. Any thought that you had in your head was thrown out of the window almost instantaneously. Your skin began to crawl and your heart stopped briefly if only to pause before it started to thump loudly in your ears.

“It’s me.”

The shrill sound that echoed in that area, was you. Yet, you paid no mind to that because there was no reason for you to think about it. The only thing that you could think about was getting out of that dark and menacing tunnel that you had been lured into like a moth to the flame. It didn't matter if you were the bravest person in the world.

You’d been lured to a location with somebody that you didn't know. He was pushing you around and you had no idea what he was capable of.

Even if he was playing a game, you weren't sure you wanted to play along for his amusement anymore. It was becoming scarier by the minute. If he was following you around that meant that he was waiting for you to reach the right moment when he could do something. It wasn’t what you wanted to do. He never said that he was going to be chasing you down through the maze. He just said that you had to make it out to the other side.

“Come out, come out, wherever you are!”

Unknown’s laughter echoed all around you. You scrambled to find your way out of the spot you were in but at this point, it felt like you were seeing spots. You had to find a way out of here before he decided to change the way the game was presented. This was his game and he was the one that made the rules. There was nothing that said that he couldn't change his mind halfway through. It hadn't been clear to you what his game plan had been from the start.

The only thought in your mind had been: he wanted to see you squirm. It was like he found pleasure in the misery of others. It wouldn't surprise you if that was the case given how far he had gone to make you feel as though you were truly powerless in the face of every ability that he had amassed. It didn't matter. This wasn't the Halloween you wanted to play around and find out.

You stumbled through the thicket and found yourself pushing through the brush until you fell outside of it, tumbling on top of the pavement. You were breathing hard yet you could see that you were free from the labyrinth. Relief filled your veins as you realized that you made it out of his trap. You didn't know what the reward was for getting out but you knew that it had to be a better option than playing cat and mouse.

It was obvious that you needed to keep going but it wasn't like you knew where you were.

Even if you stumbled out of that place there was no way in hell that you were going to be able to get back to the car and figure out how to get back to the city. No matter what you tried you were going to be trapped. Unknown knew that. It had to be why the sounds of his footsteps had never gotten louder behind you. He knew he could walk because you were too terrified to turn around. You had played right into his trap. There were no treats. There were only tricks to be hard. What kind of lesson was he trying to teach you with this game?

It took a lot of work, but you managed to pull yourself off of the ground, and you realized that the area surrounding you had been decorated for a party. There were lights, streamers, candles, and decorative objects all over. For somebody who didn't seem to like the holiday, it felt like he had gotten a little too excited about the whole thing. It was kind of amazing. You dusted off the dirt but felt perplexed.

Had he tried to frighten you so badly just to bring you to a party?

You didn’t know what to say. You stood there, lost in thought, and it wasn’t long before Unknown found you. You knew he was coming from the sounds of his boots against the ground but you didn’t run this time. Instead, you stared at the fountain which shimmered with a liquid blue that seemed too bright to be natural. Who was this guy and what did he want? What was his purpose in doing any of this?

“I see you’ve won our little wager,” he said.

“And?” you countered, spinning around to face the masked man with piercing eyes. “What was the point in any of that? Is this just an elaborate scheme to terrify me out of my mind? I could have gotten this from the RFA. What's the point of trying to scare me like this? I don't get why you're doing any of this.”

Unknown’s hand was quick to grasp at your waist, yanking you forward so that you settled against his chest and had to look at him. “Oh, but you see, that’s the point. This is all about teaching them the true spirit of Halloween. They think that it's fair to play trick or treat by any means possible. It's a game to them when they have fun and think that their monsters are only real in their imagination. Those people are easily manipulated by the outside world. They think it's great to play these games when there are children who don't get to decide between getting a trick or treat.”

His hot breath fanned against your cheek. You couldn't help but quiver as the intensity of his words begin to invade your senses. “Why did they get to decide who gets what? Is it fair that some child gets nothing but a game of tricks over and over again? Why is it that they get all the sweet treats and people like me get nothing but a bag of rotten eggs? Do you think that's fair? Do you think it's okay for people to decide who is right and who is wrong?”

“I mean, think about it. Why do they get to decide who gets to have something sweet when somebody else's left out in the cold? Is it fair for them to think that they're allowed to believe that the world is justified as it is? Do you think it's okay that they get to lock away the monsters that they assume are evil just because of the way that they act or feel? After all, I thought that you said that you were the kind of person that doesn't judge a book by its cover… just like that princess you’re pretending to be,” his laugh was taunting at best, and judgemental at worst.

“So, I brought you here tonight to remind them of this reality. I think that I finally deserve to have a treat after all these years of being tricked. But do you even know what the best treat is for somebody like me? I'm sure you have your thoughts. But, the best treat for me is to play a trick on all of those suckers. I'm going to play the biggest trick on them and there’s nothing they can do about it. I made their party coordinator disappear. That's right, the treat for me is playing a trick on all of you.”

It was at that moment that a shiver ran down your spine. You knew that you weren't getting out of here. He had made that abundantly clear. It was all the more reason why he found it so easy to laugh at that petrified look in your eyes. Even if he was devilishly handsome underneath the moonlight, you knew that there was malicious intent in those eyes. Yet, his hand was gentle and didn’t pinch.

What was he?

“Happy Halloween,” Unknown whispered. He invaded every aspect of your personal and left you reeling, knees trembling, with nowhere to go but him. “I am the beast that takes good care of the princess.”

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