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You won't tolerate sin?

Let's get right back into this! When we finished off the last post we were still discussing question seven of Kotoko's second written interrogation.

This post is a direct continuation of the last post. In this we'll be discussing Kotoko's mindset towards the law and sin. I hope some people can find enjoyment from it.

Q.07 Why did you choose law school?

Kotoko: Because I had some doubts about it. That's my excuse for wanting to study it. I think complaining about something you don't fully understand is disgraceful.

Why this phrasing of her answer is being used is explained in depth in the first part. Now let's get back into it for real-

You won't tolerate sin?

"Yes. I despise evil."

I want readers to really let what Kotoko said sink in. She doesn't say she despises criminals or crime. She states that she won't tolerate sin or evil.

The failure to distinguish between these things is what I believe is tripping people up about Kotoko the most.

For example a good while back I saw people being surprised about how Kotoko went from this,

Q.03 Do you think any other prisoners who committed the same sin as you deserve to be forgiven?

Kotoko: Of course. Haven’t I already said that I believe my actions have been correct?

Q.16 How do you feel about extenuating circumstances?

Kotoko: I think it’s important to consider. I don’t believe it’s true that all crime is inherently evil, so obviously the situation should be taken into account.

Q.20 What do you consider “evil”?

Kotoko: The persecution of the weak and innocent.

To this,

22/12/15 (Kotoko’s Birthday)

Mikoto: Ah, Koto-chan. It’s been a while. Both of us have kinda split off from the group, but how’ve things been? A lot’s happened, but for now let’s try to get along. I mean, it’s your birthday today, right? I got the feeling nobody else was going to do anything, so I came to celebrate.

Kotoko: ……how carefree. It doesn’t matter, a villain like you won’t be forgiven next time either. And when that time comes, it’ll be the end for you. I’ll make sure of it myself.

Mikoto: Ahh?? Just try and do it, you nutjob. I’ll crush anyone who hurts me…… You’re gonna be totally beaten at your own game……! [TN: The word “me” here uses first person pronoun “boku”.]

Kotoko: Hm. The border between the two is getting a lot vaguer. Your entire existence is a crime. And I will see you’re punished for it. That is what Milgram, and Es, and I have chosen.

Yet if we all take a moment to really look at what she's said and her wording closely. How she called Mikoto a villain but says the other's existence is a crime. The way she differentiates between criminals and evil.

Mikoto (John) is a criminal because his existence itself goes against Milgram's rules. As Jackalope said during the second trial commencement notice due to Mikoto (John's) existence Mikoto has been left free and unrestrained by Milgram's rules. Making it difficult for them to fully punish him.

One could say he's aiding and abetting Mikoto the prisoner by simply being there. Which is why Kotoko refers to his existence as a crime but tells Mikoto to his face that he's a villain.

As well as why she states she doesn't think all crime is inherently evil while remaining so certain she should be forgiven. Because she believes what she did was not evil. That what she did wasn't a sin. Because it was the only way to make the world better.

She's just making the necessary sacrifices for the betterment of society in her mind that could never be a sin.

"I did kill someone, as you say. This is the one reason why I believe in the power of Milgram. But I only took a life for the sake of protecting the weak from the absolute evil. I became a shield of the weak, because I am the fangs of the weak. Even when there is someone who blames me for my actions, such as you, Es..."

"From the beginning I've never asked for your understanding! My actions, one by one, are bringing Earth closer to peace. Useless Weaklings should just shut up and let me protect them!"

Q.13 Do you have any regrets?

Kotoko: No.

"I don't have a single regret."

Kotoko states that the reason she believes in the power of Milgram is because she has in fact killed someone. If we consider this statement along with her admission from earlier that she believes Milgram was made by someone who finds the current way of discerning sin unsound.

Someone whose goal she believes is,

"Determining the good and evil of the truth."

Then Kotoko may believe in the power of Milgram so fully from the beginning not just because it could discern she killed someone but because it could discern she was a sinner. Something she won't even admit to herself let alone consider.

I'm not only saying this because it aligns well with my attempt to distinguish between crime and sin when it comes to Kotoko or even because if Milgram discerning she's killed someone was the only reason she believed in it then anyone with internet access and an interest in press confrences would be someone she believed in. What she did isn't a government secret or anything there are news articles on it that she's seen and shown us.

Unless Milgram discovered something that even the public doesn't know. Something that Kotoko herself doesn't even want to look at.

The thing she's been shielding her eyes from since this all started.

“UNDER�� Swaying to and fro? Laughable justice-

"Laugh and I can get to like myself."

"Shall we replace the poor soul, and the miserable delusion."

"I could be deluding myself with wishful thinking."

You are the-so-called "Sinner" that you despise so much.-"They’re still here, still here, it grates me."

Over the course of the series Kotoko has shown that to cope with and avoid self-reflecting she fixates on the errors of others to feel better about herself. This is pushed more to the forefront in her second trial song. However, this mindset of hers is also present within her first voice drama as well.

During that she consistently deflects and highlights issues with the others to the extent that Es has to remind her she's no different from them,

"How about it? Do you understand me as a person now?"

Can I say something?

"What is it?"

Kotoko, you are a murderer.

...

You are a prisoner of Milgram, and beyond doubt, a killer. You are the-so-called "Sinner" that you despise so much. Don't forget you yourself are in a position to be judged.

"Sigh... "A murderer". Is that so? Trying to remind me of my low position in the hierarchy of this place? Don't disappoint me. Well, maybe it doesn't matter."

Notice how she latches onto the term murderer over sinner. She knows what she did was a crime. She doesn't hesitate to admit it was murder because that's a technical term that describes the act of taking another living things life. That's fine, that's not a charcter flaw. It doesn't make her a bad or irredeemable human being.

She's not evil. A crime is a crime sure but not all crime is evil. She can still be a good person and a murderer. Because not every crime committed is a sin. Anyone who's human could understand why she felt this was the only way to move forward.

In fact,

So, you think the act of killing itself does not bear the concept of good or evil?

"Well, if you put it bluntly, it does mean that. There are times when it's your only option if you truly want to protect the weak. To hone in on the point, what I did was,

"An action taken out of necessity in order to protect the rights of myself and others in the face of an urgent and illegal crime."

You understand what that means, right?"

Criminal Law, Paragraph 36, Article 1. Justifiable Self-Defense.

"Looks like someone knows it by heart. So, in reality if my case were taken to judiciary, they too would see it as justifiable self-defense."

That is Japan's Judiciary Judgment. Me deciding whether or not to forgive you, Milgram deciding whether or not to forgive you... is a totally different matter.

I would like to take a moment to point out how Kotoko says if while knowing full and well she was taken to court for this already. Just another friendly reminder that the prisoners can lie outright, withhold information, and do whatever is within their power to make themselves look better through their voice dramas and interrogation questions.

Further emphasizing just how much Kotoko honestly believes her methods and the outcomes of them are not bad. Because was purposely vague about being taken to court in her first voice drama and continues to use incredibly subjective wording to her advantage making it even clearer what she does willfully disclose are simply beliefs she in no way believes are wrong.

Which is literally why several people in this prison over the course of trial two have made degrading remarks in regards to her sanity and intelligence.

Also, Kotoko weaponizing the legal system in this way further highlights that she is no different from the sinners she claims to despise earlier-

"Hurting the innocent through violence, taking from others, killing people... I can't stand it at all! There are too many cases of The Law being unable to deliver a verdict to sinning. Just by exploiting loopholes in the law, the sinners who have bullied and tortured the weak can still live out their lives unpunished! I want to change this world but I alone only have so much power!"

Despite saying all this earlier in her voice drama as soon as her morality is called into question by Es she falls back on the legal system that she doubts so much. To the point that Es has to remind her that the thing about Milgram she was just praising can also be used on her.

Kotoko to her own admission has never been persecuted and how she deals with Es during her trial one interrogation shows that.

Q.18 Have you ever personally been persecuted in the past?

Kotoko: I haven’t. But are you trying to say that if you haven’t had those experiences you can’t hate evildoers?

She consistently gushes over Milgram's system as though she's not at the mercy of it. Attempts to bargain with someone in a position of authority over her as though they are equals. Then reminds said authority figure of their own shortcomings to reaffirm her own necessity within this setting.

Q.17 Tell me what the merit is in working with you.

Kotoko: I will act according to your will. I can also act as your guard. Have you forgotten that you were about to die before?

Then blatantly questions if it matters whether Es disappoints her or not.

"Well, maybe it doesn't matter."

Without really elaborating on why she said that.

In contrast to her muddled feelings on Es she really only has praise to give to Milgram as a system throughout her first voice drama.

Kotoko...

"To be honest, I don't know your true intentions- And I don't know if you're a similar person to me with similar thoughts. In the end I could be deluding myself with wishful thinking. Even still, this place has multiple methods of deducing good from evil."

"To me, MILGRAM'S very nature has a kind of charm to it."

Notice how here she says the law is unable to deliver a verdict on sinning not on crime. This ties into her answer about why she began studying law those doubts/suspicions of hers. Because the law can't punish all sin.

This plays into Deep Cover a great deal too.

A lot of people got things twisted. Kotoko isn't judging crimes,

She's judging sins.

Sinners not Criminals.

Lick that sin and oppose punishment./Hate evil as the evil that it is.

This mindset of hers ties into what she says about the prisoners over the course of Deep Cover.

So let's go over them all one at a time.

“UNDER” Doltish, a codependency of the weak - “UNDER” Doltish “001 Parasite”.

Doltish

Meaning

Cambridge Dictionary: Stupid.

Merriam-Webster: As in stupid, not having or showing an ability to absorb ideas readily.

Weakness

Description quote

“I wanted to be a pitied and loved weakling.”

"The word I tried to say was “You’re unfair”, and those words thought how pitiful I am." - "If I tried and couldn’t say it, you would get angry at me and say “You’re hopeless.”." - "If only I could do what anyone else could do."

MILGRAM / Character Voice Trailer [Full Ver.]

"Then what should have I done instead?! Tell me! Tell me so even I can understand!"

But Gunsli ignorance isn't a sin. Yes you're right. Kotoko is implying that Haruka's ineptitude led to his sin.

The sin itself is in the title of Parasite.

Doltish “001 Parasite”

Haruka's sin in Kotoko's eyes is more than likely sloth. Viewing him as nothing more than a parasite that latches onto and feeds off the weak.

"A codependency of the weak."

"Parasite."

Something Milgram highlights well through his second trial glitched voice line.

"I'm sorry!! I'm sorry!!! Making you waste your life on someone like me...!!"

The series also alludes to this through his first song Weakness. Through having him constantly lament over how he wanted to be a pitied and loved weakling but he was in denial.

While having him go if only I could do the things other could over and over. Despite him repeating for all to here he wished he couldn't do those things. He wished he was a pitied and loved weakling that everyone would put their attention into.

He was in denial saying that he couldn't do it he wants to be the person that can't because that's the person who gets the most attention.

"The right future unfairly chose the wrong me."/ "If with one click, and I can reset everything- Can I be your favorite this time?"

I wanted to be a pitied and loved weakling. I was in denial, I was in denial- I just had to make sure.

Isn't odd how no one has really discussed Haruka's victim staying the same size and age in contrast to him being older in his second music video. I haven't really seen people discussing that so much as trying to focus on how his victim could be related to him. I think it's a really interesting tidbit though.

As it highlights Haruka's relationship with age well. It highlights how envious he is of animals and young children simply because since they are small, weak, and assumed to be ignorant they're doted on. They're given the attention that he wants.

Milgram emphasizes this through one of Futa's second interrogation questions. Futa displays concern for Haruka because he assumes he'd be hopeless without him but in trial two he flatly states this when asked about him-

Q.02 What do you think of Haruka?

Futa: I can’t afford to be worrying about other people at the moment Anyway, he’s not a little kid.

Mikoto even highlights that he's grown into a good man when Haruka wishes him a happy birthday.

The more capable Haruka is the less likely he is to get what he wants the only reason he's become comfortable with being competent is because he has Mu to fall back on for the doting he wants. Outside of that Haruka takes the easiest path to get the attention he wants regardless of if that attention is negative or positive.

Stating he will continue killing to be their good boy while also lamenting how long he'll have to do this as if he isn't choosing to do it-

"You praised me by saying “You’re crazy.” Thank you, I’ll do my best-How many more times do I have to do this so I can be human?" - "I will keep on killing to be a good boy."

He'll do anything to be this persons good boy except literally stop doing the thing they keep reprimanding him for doing. Complaining about his circumstances but not really putting much of an effort in to change them.

Sloth is not just pure laziness.

This is why I like the depiction of Sloth in Full Metal Alchemist Brotherhood the best. Because it is the practice of doing something over and over not because it yields the best results but because it is simplest.

Even if the work is hard, even if one doesn't like it, they do it because their slothful and it's the only thing they can think of doing it's the closest thing they can reach because it's what they've always done and reflecting on why that is would be far more difficult than just continuing as is.

They dig the hole deeper because the only thing they know how to do is dig and they don't want to learn anything else. Sloth is beyond laziness it is a dedication to avoiding growth in all forms and where all sin spawns from.

However the prisoners themselves are a mix of sins just like any person would be. Meaning I could see Haruka's behavior as Sloth, but some might see it as envy.

Q.20 Did you hate the person you killed?

Haruka: I wonder if I did- I was jealous of them.

Both would be just as reasonable. Because people are complex.

Let's use Yuno as an example on the surface she'd appear to be lust- Even Kotoko can see that.

“UNDER” Obscene, pulling all cords to stay warm- “UNDER” Obscene “002 Slut”

Lust: "I want to be with you as many times as I can. Just the two of us, I feel a little tingle inside. Our love links us together. Just me alone, the warmth starts fading away. Let’s reload the warmth."-“Let’s just do it, please smile? Hooked up till the morning to this sweet “Umbilical Cable” Let’s just do it, please smile?"

However she also makes statements that could lean towards sloth as well. Such as her first glitched voiceline.

"I won't be bothered......."

This is also something Kotoko's lines about her call to attention through the lyric-

"Pulling all cords to stay warm."

Implying what Yuno has shown over the course of trial two- That she will cut people off if they can no longer provide the warmth she's seeking.

"Caressing me with your “Good girl”. Who needs your self-righteous pardon? I’m the one who chose, let you and you and you all in."- "So nauseating...so creepy...will you please disappear."

“Phew. Anyway!”

However, Yuno's narrative fits the moral and spiritual definition of the sin lust.

Even down to the point of bringing up adultery in her very first voice drama.

"For example, news outlets; they always make a big fuss about aldutery, inappropriate comments, immodesty, and so on right?"

"Isn't it odd? Even though you're a prison guard, you're about my age, aren't you? Or even a little younger? And then they start criticizing the people who make an appearance there. Don't you think it's all ridiculous? There's no end to how much people punish one another outside of the law."

Yuno's mindset from the beginning made it pretty clear that she wouldn't be a fan of Kotoko's mindset.

"That's right. You know those people who just want to convince themselves- So, they intrude on other people's affairs even though it's not their place? I despise them. That's what I was saying they only do that to make themselves feel better, don't they? Those people don't actually end up doing anything."

While working to foreshadow it and her own change of attitude during trial two.

Yuno...

"No matter how many chilling memories I had to go through, those people never gave me any warmth."

"Pulling all cords to stay warm."

Don't care.

"Look, look. It's impossible, isn't it? To break out into a cold sweat over a face that cute."

In the same way it would be just as easy to consider Mu Pride. Given her focus on being queen.

“UNDER” Incessant, this sorry round-robin of who’s queen- “UNDER” Incessant “004 Phony Queen”

Though there's also a bit of envy within Mu's character. More envy than pride in my opinion.

"If you want to betray from jealousy." - "Take more and more (honey) and devote to me."

"God gave me everything, everything is as I wish."

Phony Queen

But if you don't give me what you have too, then-

"You know what’s gonna happen ON YOU!"

"I’ve got EVERYTHING, everything is as I wish."

Envy is believing that when someone else receives good fortune than you're losing out-

"If I was gone, If I had just disappeared- I overheard, I found out. How much I’m not needed." - "Why won’t you stop hurting me? My heart is all dried up. My sorry spells must be wearing off."- "Just one more time before saying goodbye. I’m just kidding, please forget I said that."

Hence the hourglass which has been used to represent a reversal of fortune throughout Mu's songs. It doesn't matter how big or small it is if someone else is succeeding an envious person feels like they're failing. Some people going through that will do anything to feel like they're back on top again.

Incessant

Meanings

Collins Dictionary: An incessant process or activity is one that continues without stopping.

Merriam Webster: Continuing or following without interruption

Cambridge Dictionary: Never stopping, especially in an annoying or unpleasant way.

"My sorry spells must be wearing off." - "“I’m sorry” won’t reach anyone I hope it will someday." - "I don’t want tomorrow to come, I want to forget yesterday I was miserable, someone please help me."

"I want to feel “alive”, is it ok if I breathe?"

"I am always the drama (Phony) queen."

"The stabbing of the little devil's voice, counterattack being a suicide note- “I love YOU”."

"If you’re going to make me the villain. It’s ok to ignore me."/"Hey..why don't you listen to me...? I'm telling you... Hey...HEY, I'M TALKING TO YOU!"

Now onto the glutton-

“UNDER” Doomed, a peddling flower thief - “UNDER” Doomed “005 Dissection Pawn”

"Those cards of promise I discarded. Were they retribution for my incessant taking?"

"Killing, extracting, I still won’t see them again."

"“Throw down”, someone’s value- Cannot be the same as another. “Throw down” should choose between superiority or inferiority."

Proud, complacent in prosperity- They did not give any help to the poor and needy.

"After stabbing you with my words, the blood started to flow. And slowly stained my white. Hey, you remember what it feels like? The feeling to take away in order to give?"

"It becomes more and more diluted, it doesn’t have any flavor even if it’s chewed. If it’s not needed, I’m not interested."

“UNDER” Concealing, coveting, glass half empty or full? -“UNDER” Concealing “007 Deceiver”

Kazui come on and spell it out for them-

I don't think Star or I need to explain more than this picture with Kazui.

"Coveting"

Me: Kazui what are you doing there? Kazui: Oh, you know this old school thing called-coveting my neighbors spouse. Kotoko: ! Sin- SINNER!EVIL! Me: Oh, Kazui you- They all know you're married. You kidder! Almost had me there for a second you really did. Kazui: Ha, ha- Yeah... Kotoko: Hm... he's hiding something. Deceiver then.

"Only if your heart would change but that’s not possible."/ "Hey, so what if I said I liked-liked you, what would you do?"

Q.08 Which do you prioritise between logic and feelings?

Kazui: I put my feelings first and it ended badly. So I don’t want to act just based on feelings again.

Q.13 Who do you want to see right now?

Kazui: They won’t see me anymore.

"I just wanted to touch, to caress. I just wanted to be touched." - "I just got a little greedy."

"What I gave up a long time ago. Why is it questioning me now?"

There's as many apples in the world as there are fish in the sea but people tend to focus the most on the ones that got away.

"So it’s wrong? Oh shove that! INNOCENT, isn’t that right? Maybe, perhaps... or... could it come true... like It’s for the sake of true love, who wouldn’t lie for that?"- "Lick that sin and oppose punishment."

Q.08 What are your parent’s occupations?

Kotoko: They’re just the normal office worker and housewife. Did you want me to be born in with some unique circumstances?

Again as Kotoko told us in trial one, she's had a normal childhood, one where she didn't have to face any persecution.

This answer serves to further highlighted this. By showing off that she not only lived in a two-parent household as brought up during her trial one written interrogation,

Q.08 Tell us your family structure.

Kotoko: Grandmother, father, mother, older brother.

Yet, it shows that her parents are probably not financially well off. Kotoko is their youngest child by her own admission. Chances are her parents spoil her a great deal. Especially considering she's going to a top university and from question nine admits to only having begun working after taking leave from university.

She also admits to have started taking martial arts classes from a young age as well something that isn't free.

Q.04 When did you start learning martial arts?

Kotoko: When I was in primary school, I think? Without enough power, justice won’t be upheld.

All this on the salary of one office worker. We have a pretty good example of how office workers are doing from Mikoto. That's some love right there from Mr.Yuzuriha. Plus, Kotoko could just decide to take a leave from school out of the blue without really being reprimanded about it to the point that she was very blunt about dropping out at the beginning of her first voice drama.

The idea that she may be a bit spoiled and used to things going her way is even displayed by how she carries herself throughout her first voice drama. Not accepting that she herself is a prisoner and consistently attempting to distinguish herself from the others.

Now I was going to say maybe she was paying for some of these things through part time work or taking student loans who are we to say.

However again question nine throws the idea of it being paid through part time work right out the window. Since Kotoko is uncertain if what she was doing even counts as a part time job or not,

Q.09 Do you have any experience working part time?

Kotoko: After taking my absence of leave from university, I did some journalism here and there, so if it counts I guess it’s a part time.

She was probably doing freelance journalism. This would explain why she's uncertain as to if it would count as part time or not because at that point she'd be deciding her own hours. This would also explain how she knew who to go to in order to get the information she needed in Harrow.

However, it wouldn't change the fact that she started doing that after taking her leave from Law School. Meaning while she was going to school, she was solely a student. We don't know Kotoko's living situation, but she was probably still receiving support from her parents during that time.

So, her father's office worker salary not only provides a home life with no concerns for financial issues, but also allows Kotoko to partake in extracurricular activities and afford to not only study but attend law school. Along with the supplements she takes on a consistent basis and all the other frivolous stuff in that basement room we see her in.

Though when it comes to the stuff in the basement she could have gotten that from the pay received for her journalism work after she took her leave from college. It would also explain why she was looking over all those articles and it also implies that she may have wrote those articles herself.

Something that further complicates her case because that would just mean she never looked for any outside information she was just working off of her own work the whole time. Along with comments on said work.

The last two questions are sort of interesting because it creates this image of Kotoko being a spoiled youngest child with doting parents and possibly an overprotective big brother. The last one is just hilarious to consider because those articles that we see her referencing and looking over in Harrow could technically just be written by her now.

Further emphasizing the fact that she just draws her own conclusions and works off of those without asking anyone else.

Whelp with that I'm finally done and caught up until her next question comes out. I guess.

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enalover67 · 5 days ago

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The way THEIR HAND GOT CLOSER EVERYTIME IM KILLING MYSELF BECAUCE OF THIS

MIZISUA IS ALWAYS CANON

#mizisua #alnst mizi #alnst sua #alien stage mizi #alien stage #alien stage sua #random tags

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enalover67 · 9 days ago

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Hii! I don’t know if you still write for alien stage, but if you do, can I please make a request? :3 A cute and fluffy sickfic of taking care of till with a tummy ache or stomach flu. Can be romantic or platonic! Maybe even both if you’re up to it

ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ But if you don’t want to that’s fine! <3

I’M GONNA MAKE IT ALL OKAY .ᐟ

synopsis. in which your beloved secret admirer friend, till got sick with a tummy ache and you’re left to take care of him !

cw. fluff, till is secretly crushing on reader , reader is oblivious , till got sick because he wanted to impress reader, pinning ( one sided ) , both till and reader is part of a band ! till threw up in the bathroom afterwards ! no betaread

requests : this took so long, ack ! >< this is rushed sorry anon ! i do enjoy writing this tho ! ><

sick! till, who got a stomach ache after trying to eat as much food during your guys hang out with hyuna, mizi, sua and luka after winning the singing competition just to impress you

sick! till, who was ready to throw hands at ivan because he keeps teasing him of how much he tries so hard to impress you.

sick! till, who threw up in the bathroom after the hang out because he was that nauseous and to make things worse you were the one who helped him, how embarrassing.

sick! till, who you had to drive back to his place after the events in the bathroom to take care of him.

sick! till, who leaned into your touch when you supported him while walking inside of his small apartment.

sick! till, who was bedridden for the next day and you have to excuse both of you from school because you couldn’t bear to leave him alone especially in his time of need.

sick! till, who couldn’t be more grateful that you’re that kind and sweet to risk your studies just to take care of him yet he still feels guilty because of his desperate attempt of impressing that he got sick and now you’re taking care of him but you reassured him that it’s fine!

sick! till, who watches how you take care of him and how gentle you are with him even though you keep scolding him for his recklessness.

sick! till, who is really ready to confess then and there after he saw you cooking him some porridge and feeding it to him because it feels like you’re his spouse in that moment ( you feel like a single mom taking care of your stubborn son )

sick! till, who complains a little when you make him drink some bitter medicine but soon folds when you look at him pleadingly to take his medicine and who is he to deny you?

sick! till, who is hesitant of falling asleep because he wants to see you but his body was way too weak and was succumbing to a blissful rest and your soft voice telling him to rest for a while and promised him that you’ll be there when he wakes up and so he does.

sick! till, who finally got better and was planning on confessing to you after class after how you had taken care of him and he finally got the courage to confess, with a disc that he made for you, a paper bouquet that he had made weeks ago and (favorite food) in his hand as he took a deep breath.

“don‘t mess this up, till.”

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enalover67 · 19 days ago

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𝕐𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕆𝕦𝕣𝕤 // Saja Boys & Huntr/x

// DATE // 18th of July 2025 → 25th of July 2025 // PAIRING // Huntr/x x Fem!Reader x Saja Boys // WARNING // Panic, shut down, use of ‘good girl’, smut, first time writing a lesbian scene, fluffy // WORDS // 3.2k+ // SUMMARY // After a quiet dinner, Y/n surprises the group with a homemade cake, using the moment to express her gratitude for their support and kindness. But the warmth quickly shatters when Jaewon messages again. The group quickly rallies around her, offering protection and comfort. That night, Zoey stays by her side, doing everything she can to help Y/n feel safe, cherished, and grounded again.

// You're Ours Masterlist // Previous // Part Eight // Next //

Dinner was spend quietly. They had ordered take out, somehow managing to get me some of my favorite dishes.

Little did she know, that Baby had been through her entire phone to try and find what she liked most.

Everyone enjoying their food after a long day of working. My legs had actually gotten really tired from walking around and standing in the kitchen for a few hours to make the cake.

After dinner, they all sat down in the living room. “Okay, nobody look at the kitchen,” I pointed at them, with a pointed look on my face. Waiting for each to nod before I swiftly went back to the kitchen.

They talked amongst themselves while I placed eight desert plates down. Taking the cake out of the fridge, hiding it with my body the best I could. I cut the cake, put a slice on each plate and found some desert forks.

“Close your eyes and hold your hands out,” I tell them as I walk over with three plates. I check first before giving the first plate to Mystery. “Keep them closed,” I tell him, not that I could see if he even had his eyes closed to begin with. Next I handed one to Zoey and Baby. Grabbing another three I hand them to Jinu, Rumi and Abby, then the last two to Mira and Romance. “Okay, open,” I stand in front of them by the coffee table. My hands clasped together. I bite my lip nervously, hoping they’ll like it.

The cake looked mouthwatering. Just looking at it made me nervous, cause what if it didn’t live up to its expectations.

They could not believe Y/n went as far as to make a Korean Strawberry short cake. Sure they had watched the whole process, but it didn’t stop them from being surprised and impressed. Romance looked like he didn’t even want to touch it, like it was too pretty to eat.

“I just…” I began, my voice smaller than I wanted it to be, “wanted to thank you.” My fingers twisted into the hem of my sleeve. “For helping me at the Kpop Rising Star Awards, for taking me in…” My eyes stayed glued to the table. “I don’t deserve your kindness, but I’m so incredibly grateful.”

Before I could overthink what I said, Romance placed his plate on the table and pulled me into his chest. My eyes widened, but I didn’t pull away. I let him hold me.

“You had our support before we even knew who you were,” he murmured, a warm hand cradling the back of my head.

“He’s right,” Mira said from the couch. Her tone was serious, but there was so much truth in her voice.

“We’ve wanted to find the person behind that beautiful voice ever since we heard the demo,” Jinu added, his words steady, sincere.

“The raw, unedited emotion in your voice…” Zoey’s words were softer, and I turned just enough to see her set her cake down. Then she stepped into the hug too. “No one sings like that unless they’ve lived it.”

“Really?” I asked, muffled into Romance’s shirt. I didn’t even know why I asked. It just slipped out.

“Yes, really,” Rumi chuckles softly.

“Now that we’ve met you, we’re not letting you go,” Baby said. His voice was teasing, but something about it felt serious. Too serious. My face flushed, but I kept quiet. That was probably the nicest thing anyone had ever said to me. And I had no idea they meant it in more ways than I could possibly understand.

I pulled back and gave them a soft “thank you” before Romance guided me toward the couch. I moved to sit beside him, but he had other plans. Pulling me right into his lap like it was the most natural thing in the world. I squeaked a little, but didn’t resist. Mira handed him his plate without a word.

“Where is your piece?” Abby asks mid bite.

I shook my head with a smile. “I don’t need one. It’s for you guys.”

“Unacceptable,” Mystery cut in quickly, almost offended. “You need to taste how good this is.” He took another bite, letting out an actual moan that turned my cheeks pink all over again.

“Well, I’m glad you like it,” I said, biting back a shy smile. That smile leaves the others with flutters in their chests.

“Ah,” Romance said suddenly, holding out a forkful of cake with a strawberry on top. I didn’t even think. I just opened my mouth. So obedient. I didn’t expect the bite to be that good. I actually let out a soft moan before I could stop it, melting right there in his lap. The frosting. The fruit. The sponge. Everything tasted perfect.

But then my phone buzzed. Once. Twice. Four times total. Romance’s arms tightened around me as we both looked down. My chest tightened when I saw the sender. The sweet moment shattered like glass.

Jaewon So, how is unemployment treating you? Was at your dorm today Still smells like you Just sad I wasn’t able to see your frightened face one more time.

“What is wrong with him,” he couldn’t stop himself from saying. My body goes rigid, a silent panic tearing through me as the weight of his eyes settles behind mine. Like a shadow crawling up my spine. I sink further into Romance’s hold, the only thing keeping me grounded. Mira gently takes my phone from my hand. I don't stop her. I can’t.

Her eyes scan the screen before she shakes her head with a quiet, sharp frustration. “This has to stop,” she mutters, her grip on the phone tighter than I’ve ever seen.

“It will,” Baby says, and everyone seems to understand the depth of his promise. Everyone except me. “I’ll set up your new phone,” he adds. “With the sim Honmoon provided with the contract.”

“Thank you,” I murmur, barely louder than a whisper. My voice doesn’t even sound like mine. Too distant. Rumi is surprised she isn’t showing any of her past panic attack symptoms. She assumes Romance’s embrace must really help her right now. “Is it okay if I got to bed?”

“Of course,” Abby says, as if he would ever deny her. Zoey suddenly stuffs the rest of her cake into her mouth and stands.

“I’ll come with you,” I miss the way Rumi smirks at her words, knowing exactly why she wanted to join her. Romance presses a kiss to my cheek before helping me up, his touch lingering. One by one, the others do the same. Warm kisses to my cheek. Gentle fingers brushing my arms. I cling to the calm they offer, let it wrap around me. Zoey takes my hand, and I follow her upstairs, half-dazed. My heartbeat finally slowing, but the ache in my chest still lingers.

In her room Zoey makes her sit on the bed while she heads for the closet. Brining over some pajama shorts and a tank top.

“Let’s change,” her voice is extremely gentle. She’s barely there but nods in response. Taking of her clothes and again letting Zoey dress her. Not even bothered by being topless in front of her for a few seconds. It doesn’t belong on her face and she never wants her to shut down like this again. Especially when it’s caused by Jaewon. “Don’t listen to him,” she kneels before her, hands on her knees for comfort. “He will never talk to you again, we will make sure of it.”

“Thank you,” she grabs her hands, squeezing. Zoey gets up, pecking her forehead.

“I can stay if you want,” she just nods, so Zoey moves her to get under the covers before swiftly undressing herself. Leaving herself in her underwear and tank top. Not wanting to leave her alone for a second, she doesn’t bother getting her own pajamas.

Sliding under the warm covers, Zoey gently pulls Y/n into her embrace. Almost desperately, Y/n's hands wrap around Zoey, a contented sigh escaping her lips as the space between them disappears entirely. Despite the closeness, Y/n remains somewhat tense, her body not fully relaxing. And that simply would not do, so Zoey did the one thing she thought would bring her Y/n back.

Y/n is only about an inch shorter than Zoey, which allows Zoey to nestle her face comfortably into the curve of Y/n's neck. She begins with a gentle peck, testing the waters, but there's no immediate reaction. Two more in different places. A stuttered intake of air. A mischievous smirk plays on Zoey’s lips. Continuing trailing soft, tickling kisses across Y/n’s neck. Occasionally, she playfully darts her tongue out, adding an unexpected tease to the mix. A muffled mewl slips from Y/n’s lips, a rosy flush crawling up her neck. Settling on her cheeks. But Zoey doesn’t stop. Her kisses moving upwards, tracing a delicate path along Y/n's jawline before finally landing tenderly at the corner of her lips.

Pulling away she stares at the flushed girl before her. “There is my Gwiyomi,”her voice is almost sultry. A shy smile begins to form on Y/n’s lips at her words, a soft blush painting her cheeks. “Want me to keep you distracted?” Zoey asks, her eyes glinting with mischief. Without a moment's hesitation, Y/n nods, and Zoey dives in for a well-deserved kiss. Unlike the time with Rumi, Y/n doesn't freeze. Instead, she melts into the moment, moving her lips in sync with Zoey’s. Her hands clinging to the fabric of Zoey’s tank top.

Zoey’s hands slither over Y/n’s body with a possessive grip. One hand grips her hip tightly, the heat of her palm seeping through the thin material, while the other hand clasps onto her thigh, guiding it across her own. Once placed where she wants it the hand slides up, squeezing her right cheek. Drawing a gasp from Y/n.

All the while their kiss turns just shy of desperate. Y/n had moved her hands, one cradling Zoey’s face while the others pulls her impossibly closer by her shoulders. The press of their chests together felt intimate and comforting.

“More…” it comes out between short intakes of breath. Zoey pushes her onto her back which sends an electric pang to her chest. Her eyes widen slightly, a fleeting thought of misunderstanding flitting through her mind, ready to apologize. But the words never form as Zoey’s lips begin trailing a line of wet, tender kisses down her neck, stopping at the top of her tank top. Her fingers slip under the hem pulling the top up until it’s fully off.

Before Y/n can shy away Zoey’s lips are back on her skin, worshipping every inch. Y/n muffles the sounds escaping her lips by covering her lips with her arm. Eyes half lidded as she follows Zoey’s movement. Her kisses travel downward, slow and deliberate. Her breath hitches the lower she gets.

“Let me hear you,” the way Zoey stares at her makes her nod and remove her arm. “Good girl,” getting up on her knees between her legs the blanket falls off her shoulders, bunching at her legs. Leaning forward she cups Y/n’s face, placing the gentlest of pecks on her lips. A loving look in her eyes that makes her melt.

Pulling away Zoey takes her own tank top off. Y/n can’t stop herself from reaching out. Hands landing on Zoey’s smooth waist, slowly moving upwards hesitantly. Zoey smirks taking Y/n’s hands, placing them exactly where they were wandering to. She bites her lip shyly, nervously. Hands stiff and unmoving, eyes flickering between left and right. While she had always admired girls and was absolutely up for grabs for both teams. She had never actually been with a girl. To say she was nervous was an understatement. She didn’t want to mess anything up. Zoey giggles at her stiffness. Closing the distance she pecks her lips.

“Sorry I-” Zoey shushes her gently.

“It’s okay,” her voice sweet, sincere, peppering her face with pecks. “You’re doing great,” nodding at the praise she keeps letting Zoey take the lead. She looks the nervous wreck over, making sure she still wants to do this. Laying down on top of her, giving her the gentle pressure that always calms her down. “We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to-”

“No, no! I want to,” she’s almost embarrassed with how quick she disagrees. Shaking her head.

“Alright, we’ll take it slow,” she says a sweet smile on her lips. “Let’s focus on you today,” that makes her eyes widen, surprise in her eyes.

Focus on me? That’s a thing?

Zoey notices the surprise but decides to talk about it another time. Connecting their lips in a tender kiss. It’s soft, sweet, caring. She pours all her want and need into it.

Pulling herself up a bit, she begins the trail of kisses again. Slowly making her way down the soft skin of her obsession. Her hands caress her waist as she makes her way down, leaving a kiss on each breast. Then taking the right nipple into her mouth, earning a surprised gasp from the girl. High pitched, sending a twitch straight to her core.

One of her hands, slides up from her waist, to play with her other nipple. Doing the same thing as her tongue. Flicking her nipples, with my tongue and finger circling them teasingly. Drawing more and more mewls from her. Sucking on one, tugging the other, her body shook with delicious shudders. Legs moving like she was trying to get friction from something, anything.

She switched to do the same to both before continuing her trail of kissed. From the space between her breasts, curling down over her stomach to her belly button. Slowly crawling further down the bed. Hands grasping her hips she pecks a line above the hem of her pajama shorts.

Peeking up at the girl whose chest was rising with shuddering breaths. A smirk plays on her lips, loving the effect she had on her. Hooking her fingers into the shorts, along with her underwear, she slowly starts to peel them of. So incredibly show, it has Y/n whimpering with need.

Her legs meet as the go up into the air, her thighs squeezing together for friction. Zoey’s nails scrape against her skin which only sent more shudders down, straight to where she wanted Zoey.

Finally she fully removes the last pieces of clothing. Tossing them aside, she folds her legs, first moving them closer to Y/n’s chest, before parting them. Leaving her entirely exposed to her.

Y/n can’t stop herself from covering her face with her hands in embarrassment. Zoey only chuckles softly, before lowering herself down. Knowing she’ll uncover her face soon enough. The moment her lips cover her clit she arches her back. Hands immediately flying to Zoey’s hair.

Zoey’s one hand, keep her folds spread, while the fingers of her other hand slowly sink into her. Curling her fingers, she moans against her. Entering another finger she starts scissoring her fingers.

“You taste so good,” Zoey moans against her. The vibrations of her words, sending delightful shudders over her clit. Her tongue slid from her fingers up to her clit, flicking it. Making her clench on her fingers, biting her lip as she moaned at the feeling. Her own nails scraping against Zoey’s scalp. Only encouraging her to continue her assault.

She was slow at first, the wet muscle taking its time tasting her. Tracing circles around her clit. Taking her in entirely. Devouring her taste like this was the first and last time she would get to taste her. A hunger ran over her, slow didn’t exist anymore. Fingers curling faster, deeper. Sucking on her clit, moans couldn’t stop falling from her lips. Nerves twitching with pleasure.

Her thighs closed around Zoey’s head. Hands both trying to push her away and keep her close at the same time. She hadn’t felt pleasure like this in ages. Clenching around Zoey’s fingers harder than before. Making Zoey almost unable to move her fingers if she wasn’t as wet as she was.

Her eyes shut as she moans, throwing her head back into the pillow, unable to look at the head between her legs. Her neck hurting from the intensity. Panting as she cant stop herself from rocking her hips against that tongue. Wanting to take her fingers even deeper.

“So needy,” Zoey hums against her clit, the vibrations making her clench.

“Fuck,” it’s soft, a big surprise as no one had heard her curse before. But she knew now that it wouldn’t take long. Not that she wanted to stop. She could eat her for breakfast, lunch and dinner and still want more. Another flick of her tongue, combined with a curl of her fingers right where she needs it and it’s over.

Her orgasm rushes over her, ripping a silent scream from her. Back arched, thighs closing impossibly tight around Zoey’s head. She continues her work, getting her through the release until she finally lowers down again. Eyes closed, breathing heavily.

Zoey gives one more teasing lick from the bottom to the top, flicking her clit. Making her squirm with overstimulation. She crawls back up her body, cupping Y/n’s face. Blinking lazily she opens her eyes. The moonlight just barely showing Zoey’s glistening lips in the shape of a smirk.

“You did so good, gwiyomi,” her voice tender as she caresses her face. “Did you enjoy it?” the nod is fast, maybe a bit to quick. The smirk only growing on her face. Leaning down she connects their lips. It was odd to taste herself through their kiss, but she didn’t mind either way. It was sweet and soft.

With one last peck, Zoey jumps off the bed, walking into the bathroom.

“Wait… but you,” guilt settles into her stomach. Sinking into the mattress. Zoey returns swiftly with a wet hand towel. It’s nice and warm when she places it on her skin. Gently tracing her chest, curves, before ending between her legs.

“Today was about you,” Zoey reminds, being careful as she cleans the still sensitive area. Tossing the towel in the laundry basket in the closet, she grabs a fresh pair of underwear. She guides Y/n’s jelly legs into the holes, pulling it up. She’s barely able to raise her hips to let her fully pull it over her ass. Earning a sharp squeeze in both cheeks. She get’s back in the bed. Not bothering to put their tank tops back on.

Zoey pulls her into her side. Grabbing her left hand, she places it over her underwear. A gasp leaving her lips when she feels how wet her underwear had gotten.

“Normally, I don’t finish without stimulation,” she admits, moving the same hand to wrap around her waist. “But you just taste that sweet,” she smirks. Pulling a giggle out of Y/n, which warms her heart. “Now get some sleep,” nodding she snuggles into the girl. Not caring about the covers, both their bodies hot enough to keep each other warm.

Mean while a plan is brewing downstairs. It was time to torment Jaewon the same why he had their girl. And no one would get away with hurting her again.

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enalover67 · 20 days ago

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So ig how Sua was preserving Mizi's 'innocence' wasn't her hiding the true nature of Alien Stage, but it's indulging in Mizi and her delusions.

It's really interesting how now it fully seems like Sua knows Mizi's true self.

So Mizi was planning to kinda use Sua from the start? but then she ended up really falling deeply in love with Sua. Ughh I really love their relationship so much more. I really think that next is Suas pov comic, plz, we really barely know about her 😞

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enalover67 · 21 days ago

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sajaboys x bakery worker reader? with a little teasing ? <3

pairing: Saja Boys x female!reader

warnings: Mild Flirting, Reverse Flirting, Group Flirting Attempt, Reader is a Barista, Humor, Mild Language

disclaimer: not my pic!

This was really fun to write!

It’s late afternoon. The warm scent of cinnamon rolls and fresh espresso fills the air, and soft indie music hums from the speakers. The café isn’t too busy — a few students are typing away on laptops, a couple in the corner is whispering over croissants. And behind the counter, you’re busy wiping down the espresso machine, your apron tied snugly at your waist, your name tag tilted just enough to draw attention.

The bell above the door jingles. You glance up.

And there they are — The Saja Boys.

Dressed down in casual clothes (hoodies, bomber jackets, caps pulled low), but they still radiate unmistakable charisma. You’ve seen them before — on posters, in music videos, dominating stage performances with fire and fury. But in person? They’re taller. Finer. Louder.

And they’re walking straight toward the counter.

Jinu leads the pack, hands in the pockets of his leather jacket, the ghost of a smirk already tugging at his lips. Romance follows closely, arms crossed, scanning the room with curious eyes before settling them on you. Mystery is quiet as always, lingering a little further back, his hood up and expression unreadable. Baby is grinning like he already knows how this is going to go, and Abby is dragging his feet, clearly skeptical.

They huddle near the counter.

Jinu (to the others, low voice): “Alright. Fans love charm, right? Eye contact. Soft smiles. Confidence. Let’s see if it works on her first.”

Baby: “What if she thinks we’re weird?”

Romance (deadpan): “She will think we’re weird. The goal is to make her like it.”

Mystery (murmuring): “What if we end up flustered?”

Abby (flat): “You already are.”

You pretend not to hear — but you’re watching them from the corner of your eye, amused.

Then Jinu steps up to the register.

Jinu (in his smooth, practiced idol voice): “Hey there. You make all the drinks here, or just the good ones?”

You blink, deadpan.

You: “That depends. You asking because you want a drink or because you’re thirsty for attention?”

Jinu actually falters. Just a second. The boys behind him snicker.

Jinu (recovery mode): “A little of both. Can you blame me?”

You (tilting your head, unbothered): “I mean, you are kind of cute. In an ‘I practice my smirk in the mirror’ kind of way.”

Baby (elbowing Jinu): “She’s good.”

Romance (stepping forward): “Alright, let me try. One americano, please. And your number.”

You (smiling sweetly as you type): “Sure. That’ll be 4,500 won.”

Romance: “…And the number?”

You: “Oh, you meant mine? Thought you were asking for your order total.”

Baby loses it. Mystery hides a smirk. Jinu groans.

Baby (grinning, leaning on the counter): “Okay, okay — she’s unshakable. Let’s try this a different way.”

You (raising a brow): “You’re really all taking turns, huh? Is this a new PR strategy or a bet?”

Abby (muttering): “It’s both.”

Mystery (finally speaking): “We’re trying to win hearts. Yours seems… heavily guarded.”

You (cheerfully): “Not guarded. Just... not interested in melting for the first pretty face that walks in. You’d be surprised how many think being famous is a personality trait.”

That earns you a long pause. Even Romance looks intrigued now.

Romance: “Okay. So what does impress you?”

You lean on the counter, resting your chin on your palm, giving them a cheeky once-over.

You: “Someone who can flirt without looking like they’re on a drama set. Maybe someone who says something real. Honest.”

A beat.

Jinu (trying again, voice lower): “You’ve been on your feet all day, haven’t you?”

You blink.

Jinu: “Your shoulders look tense. Bet no one’s asked how you’re doing.”

Your flirty mask wavers for a split second.

You: “…Okay. That was smooth.”

Mystery (quietly): “He’s been saving that line for weeks.”

Jinu: “Shut up, Mystery.”

Baby (to you, hand over heart): “If it helps, I really do want a cinnamon roll. Yours smell amazing.”

You smirk.

You: “Now that’s how you win a girl’s heart. Compliment her pastries.”

Abby: “So we failed?”

You (grabbing cups, prepping their drinks): “Not failed. Just… consider me a final boss. The fans out there? They’ll swoon. But me?” You shoot them a playful wink. “You’re gonna have to work harder.”

They all fall silent, watching you pour the drinks like you’re performing magic.

Romance (to the others, half-joking): “Can we adopt her into the group?”

Mystery (nodding): “Or make her our PR manager. She’s scarier than the press.”

Baby (grinning): “Nah. I like her right here. Behind the counter. Where I can come see her every day.”

You slide the drinks across, a playful smile on your lips.

You: “Careful, Baby. Keep talking like that and you’ll make me blush.”

Baby (blushing first): “Too late.”

They leave with their drinks and slightly bruised egos — but every single one of them turns around at the door to sneak one last look at you.

You just laugh to yourself and go back to cleaning the machine, a little grin tugging at your lips.

Maybe idols can be cute when they’re trying too hard.

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enalover67 · 26 days ago

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Saja boys with soft reader 💕 I mean as in reader who always asks permission before initiating any kisses, hand holding etc even if it's been months into their relationship. These Bois autonomy alr taken by gwi ma for centuries and deserve to feel cherished 🥺

Thank you for the request! This is such a sweet ask, I was over here cooing at the boys as I wrote this. Here you go!💌

🌙 Saja Boys x Soft!Reader

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🧿 Jinu

It happened in the middle of a crowded street.

You and Jinu were walking through a night market, shoulder to shoulder, the scent of roasted chestnuts and hot tteokbokki swirling in the warm air. He was explaining something about the lanterns overhead.

And you… weren’t listening.

Not really.

Because all you could think about was how close his hand was to yours.

You swallowed.

Then asked, softly, “Can I hold your hand?”

He blinked. Once. Twice. The words visibly knocked him off track.

“You’re… asking?” he murmured, glancing sideways.

You nodded, cheeks pink.

He looked down at your outstretched hand like it was a gift he hadn’t dared hope for. And then—slowly, reverently—he took it.

His fingers laced through yours like they were made to.

And he said, a little stunned, “You don’t have to ask.”

But when you looked up at him with a smile and said, “I want to,” his breath caught.

Because after centuries of being commanded, demanded, bound by oaths and markings—want was the sweetest thing he’d ever heard.

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💪 Abby

It was late.

You and Abby had fallen asleep on the couch again, tangled in a mess of throw blankets and leftover popcorn. The credits of some old action movie were still rolling, soft light flickering across the room.

He stirred when you shifted beside him, blinking awake.

You smiled, brushing a crumb off his cheek. “Hi.”

He yawned, grinning sleepily. “Hey.”

Your heart fluttered. He looked so warm like this. So safe. So him.

And you wanted to kiss him.

But instead of just leaning in, you whispered, “Can I?”

He blinked again. “Huh?”

“Can I kiss you?” you said gently, thumb still brushing his cheek.

His expression crumbled in the most beautiful way. All that strength he carried in his shoulders—gone. Melted into something soft, vulnerable.

“…Yeah,” he said. “Yeah. You always ask.”

“I like asking,” you said. “I like knowing you want it too.”

He cupped your jaw then, pulling you in with a smile so full of emotion it nearly cracked you.

You kissed like that—sweet, slow, safe.

And Abby thought he might never stop thanking the universe for someone who gave him choice when the world hadn’t.

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📚 Mystery

Mystery was on the rooftop again.

It had become his quiet place—the one spot where the shadows didn’t press so close, and he could feel the wind in his hair without needing to say a word.

You found him there one night, curled on the far edge with his knees tucked in and his hoodie pulled halfway over his face.

He didn’t look up when you approached.

So you stopped a few feet away and asked, soft and careful, “Can I sit beside you?”

He blinked.

Then glanced over.

You weren’t joking. You really were waiting for an answer.

Most people would’ve just sat. Or worse, filled the silence with questions.

But you… waited.

He gave the faintest nod.

And when you settled beside him, just close enough for your shoulders to nearly touch, he let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding.

After a while, your hand brushed the hem of his sleeve. “Can I… hold your hand?”

Another nod.

Another breath.

Your fingers slipped into his slowly, like easing into cold water.

And that was it.

No rush. No pressure.

Just permission, quietly given.

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💋 Romance

Romance was used to touch.

To kisses thrown like confetti. To arms flung around him backstage. To being wanted, often and loudly.

But he wasn’t used to being asked.

Which is why, when you leaned into him one afternoon—sunlight pouring through the window, music humming low—and whispered, “Can I kiss you here?” with your fingers brushing his collarbone…

He forgot how to breathe.

You weren’t shy. Just gentle. You could’ve kissed him a hundred times by now. You had.

But still, every time, you asked.

And every time, it melted something inside him.

“You’re going to ruin me,” he murmured, voice thick with awe.

You kissed the spot softly, right where his skin met the line of his shirt. “Why’s that?”

“Because I’ve been kissed a thousand ways,” he said, tilting his head so your lips could linger. “But never with this much care.”

You smiled into his skin. “Then let me keep ruining you.”

He laughed, but it was soft, shaky.

Like he wasn’t sure what to do with a love that waited.

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🔥 Baby

Baby didn’t do well with surprises.

He needed control—of his space, of how the world touched him.

And you got that.

Which is why, even after months of being his partner, you still asked.

Even for a hug.

Especially for a hug.

One afternoon, you found him pacing in the training room, jaw tight, fists clenched. The air around him shimmered—like heat rising from asphalt.

He didn’t say anything when you entered.

Just kept pacing.

So you stood there, quietly, until the moment was right.

“Can I hug you?” you asked gently, not taking a step closer.

He stopped.

Turned slowly.

His eyes flickered gold, then back to dark.

You waited.

And after a long pause, he breathed out. “Yeah.”

You stepped forward, arms wrapping around his back, grounding him.

And as soon as he felt your touch—warm, chosen, safe—his forehead dropped to your shoulder with a shaky sigh.

“Thank you for asking,” he murmured.

You squeezed him tighter.

“Always.”

Because with Baby, love was never taken. It was always earned. And always, always offered.

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enalover67 · 1 month ago

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JUST FATHER ACTIVITIES

Imagine in an alternative universe, somehow you and your baby daddy Thanos escape the games (don't ask me how) and you guys pay off all of your debts and have financial stability

Basically father! Thanos headcannons!!

First of all, thanos is a girl dad. Idc i do not make the rules you CANNOT and WILL not change my mind otherwise

After the games, irrelevant of whether you were also in the games with him or not, he'd quit his drug addiction and go to a rehabilitation centre for the sake of your daughter

You couldn't change him, but your daughter could

Thanos would go with you to the gynae every single time without fail, he'd brag about it (very loudly) though

"Look" thanos points at all the patients in the waiting room in the gynae clinic "how many women do you see with their husband's accompanying them?"

"Thanos shut the fuck up" you'd hiss at him, while hitting his arm. The women around you guys giving you the stink eye which he proudly gave back

"I'm just saying the truth- is it a sin to speak the truth?!?"

Will brag to the doctor and nurses too

"Say doctor miss" he leans back at his chair with his head held up high "how many husband's accompany their wives to the clinic?"

"Oh well that depends, not all the time-"

*insert thanos's loud proud laugh, his head thrown back while you grimace*

"I'm the fucking best aren't i"

*insert your slow head shaking* "Yes babe, you sure are"

He was always protective of you, but it grew even stronger after he found out you were pregnant

The type to protect you from a pigeon if he felt like it looked at you for a second too long

"Wtf are you looking at you cross eyed motherfucker"

*glares at the pigeon from a distance"

The type of person to hyper fixated on whatever small movement you do cause he's doesn't want you to get hurt

"Oh be careful be careful" *Holds your hand* "hold my hand and dont let go, use your other hand on the railing"

Says that he doesn't need to read or watch those "pregnancy classes" or "how to take care of a new born" classes cause he's already fully prepared

You later find out that he signed up for one of those seminars online and attends those lectures at night while your asleep

Bro probably has even stronger baby fever than you do

Buys things for the baby and you

"Thanos.. what's that in your hand"

"It's a costume, a ironman costume"

"For?"

"Our daughter 🙄 duh y/n"

"Babe, she still isn't even born"

"I got you a costume too" *takes out a black widow costume that seemed a little too racey* "you should try wearing it now just incase-"

*he got hit by you for trying to get you pregnant again while you were pregnant*

Let's say nam gyu wasn't the slimy bitch he was in the series

Best GODFATHER ever. GOATED godfather, S TIER godfather

I already mentioned this but I'm sure Thanos and nam gyu would come up with names for the baby

I'm talking wack ass names that they genuinely find cool

The list of names would include marvel character names (cause cmon, the child's dad is literally called thanos) or rapper names

"Add cardi b on the list too"

"You know that's not her real name right?" Nam gyu asked, pausing before quickly scribbling the name down

"WHAT?!? Since when??"

I'm sure nam gyu even accompanied the two of you to the clinic atleast once or twice

He was banned from coming though cause him and Thanos together made too much noise

Whenever you and thanos are in public, it doesn't matter if your in a cafe or restaurant or if your just out for a walk

If he meets anyone and i mean anyone

He'd tell them that he was gonna be a dad

"Hey do you know that I'm gonna be a dad?" *points at you* "and that's the mom- she's carrying my baby"

"Sir I'm the waiter"

On the softer note though

Kisses you on the lips first and then kisses your stomach second before you both go to sleep

If you groan or even if he senses a inch of your discomfort he'll automatically try to figure out a way to make you feel in ease

Tries his best not to annoy you

(It doesn't always work cause being annoying is his entire personality trait but it's the effort that counts!!)

Ties your shoelaces for you cause you can't bend over

Traces shapes over your stomach while you both lie next to eachother

Reminds you how pretty you are everyday

"If I'm the legend Thanos, then I guess you would be a myth, cause only a face like yours could make a man like me want to quit"

"Your so corny"

But you wouldn't have it any other way

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𝐍𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐠𝐢𝐚

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𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.

𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐬 (𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟑𝟎) 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

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𝐓𝐖: 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝

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You don't think you've ever been in a room this quiet before. It almost felt like the silence that would surround you underwater, no it was worse, quieter. You looked down at the white shoes they'd put you in. They definitely weren't white anymore. Did they do that on purpose? To torment you? As if the smell of it constantly wasn't enough, now it was on your shoes and clothes.

You desperately tried to wipe yourself clean of the red stains, "please, please." the words repeated over and over again like a mantra in your brain. Your eyes burned and your vision blurred up with tears. This was it, you could feel a sob bubbling up in your chest. You needed to get out.

Your bottom lip quivered making a slight opening enough for your sob to escape through and break the silence, but before that could happen you heard a loud alarm it made your ears ring it was almost painful. You jumped, not having heard anything since the last game.. god could you even call it that?.. This was horrible.

You felt a hand touch your shoulder, since the first game your body had been on high alert so naturally your head snapped up your body pulling itself back a little in defense.

Your body relaxed a little once you saw him, Choi su-bong. He was the center of your world when you two were younger there wasn't a day that went by without him, he was practically family. His parents weren't always the best so you could recall times when he would spend months at your place your parents would've done anything to protect him,

but like every childhood friendship you two fell out. it's hard to say when but you two hadn't talked since the early years of middle school.

Seeing him here was a shock, you couldn't muster up the courage to talk to him at all yet. There was nothing to say. Not in your current situation.

"You need to eat.." He said softly, looking at you as if you'd break if his gaze was any less gentler. He sat down next to you keeping a small distance between the two of you.

You almost scoffed at that. "Eat?.. You can't be serious su-bong." Needless to say you didn't have an appetite. You looked over at the line forming infront of the guards that were handing out trays of food.

He smiled looking down and then back up at you "Come on.. you need to keep your strength up for the next game." He reached over, moving slowly and tucking a strand of loose hair behind your ear, a habit he'd picked up from when you were kids. You didn't like your hair getting in your face at all, he knew that.

Subconsciously you moved a little closer to him. There was so much that you wanted to say to him so when you started opening your mouth you weren't really sure what was about to come out.

"I miss you" of course.. you're quite literally in a life and death situation but that's the first thing your brain decided on.

he looked into your eyes and when you looked into his for a second you could see the younger version of him that you loved so deeply. A version of him without the purple hair and all the firey attitude. You saw him for who he was and you wished that everyone in here could see the same pure boy that you did.

You thought that maybe he saw something similar in your own eyes because he didn't say anything back instead he pulled you in and you found yourself pressed up against his chest.

You grabbed fistfuls of the back of his tracksuit jacket closing your eyes and as sick as it may sound you felt safe. In this god awful place you thought you'd never feel that way.

"What are you doing here?.." You said looking up at him with worried eyes.

"I could ask you the same thing.." He fired back. You didn't like his tone but you answered anyway.

"I'm not good at managing my money.. After i got fired from the only job that would hire me.. i couldn't find another one, and everything that i had saved.. Gone in a few weeks."

He nodded along as you spoke pursing his lips together.

"No but seriously, what are you doing here?.. from what i've seen, your life is going great.. 'Thanos'.."

He shook his head a bitter smile forming on his face.

"Fame doesn't always equal money.. i'm in debt."

The way he kept his answer so short made you wonder if there's more that he didn't want to tell you but you didn't push.

He looked down at your face gently rubbing your arm as he spoke.

"i miss you too.. alot, i'm sorry i didn't reach out.. i just didn't know what to say you know?.. i didn't know where to start.."

You nodded you knew that feeling all to well.

"I know.. i felt the same way."

He squeezed your arm a little. When he looked over at the line he'd realized it had gotten alot shorter so he excused himself before going over and grabbing his tray, he wasn't very hungry himself but he needed to get you to eat something.

He made his way back over and set the tray down infront of you.

"Come on.. just a couple bites."

With him around you felt a little more comfortable eating he was a great distraction from everything going on around you.

You ate in silence and he ate some too, he wanted to encourage you.

"So, should i start calling you thanos too?"

He furrowed his eyebrows chuckling but the look you gave him said it was a genuine question.

"No way, It sounds so weird coming from you.. you can stick to my real name.." He handed you the milk gesturing for you to drink up.

"Actually it's nice that you still call me by my real name.. you're different from them y'know?, the best parts of my childhood are tied to you.. i owe it all to you.. Seriously, you mean so much to me, i want you to know that okay?.. we'll stick together in here"

You nodded setting the milk down on the tray. You did think it was nice that you could call him something that seprated you from everone else.

The way he worded that last part though made you a little anxious, 'we'll stick together in here' What about when you're out of here?.. No, you couldn't lose him again.

"Hey, we're gonna be okay, we'll make it out, and as soon as we pay off our debts we'll go somewhere nice.. like we talked about when we were younger remember?.."

As kids you two had always dreamt about traveling, you'd watch the planes go by during recess and talk about where you think it's headed and where you'd want to go, back then everything seemed possible.

"i'm scared.." you whispered, he put his hand on your cheek. You had doubts that you'd even make it out of here to see if he'd stick to his word.

"I'm here.. we'll get through it together, you're safe with me.. you're safe."

his thumb stroked your cheek and you closed your eyes putting your hand on his and pressing it a little further into your cheek, craving the warmth of his palm on your skin.

"i love you.."

He leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead.

"i love you too.. always."

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