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I want a princess x kitchen boy ship where she’s betrothed to another prince so they can become rulers and unite nations but she just can’t stand her awful betrothed so she spends her time in the kitchen to complain or cry or just have a snack and a talk and she and the kitchen boy fall in love but no one can ever know

god dammit give it to me

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The Chois experiencing love

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“It doesn’t matter if it’s not very big... I want to be out of this bunker” even if for a short while, Saeran wanted to get some sort of freedom feeling at least even if it was fake. The place was driving him nuts, his brother was driving him nuts, and it was so hard to keep his cool at this point.

“If you’ll let me, I can make the garden look normal and alive.” maybe he was asking for too much, but it was something he enjoyed doing years before, and if given the chance to, he could use that as an excuse to stay outside more, to try to get accustomed to the new lifestyle, or well living in general instead of being a puppet to others. “And you’re free to take any job now too. It wouldn’t be a big deal to look after plants with all the time you have on your hands, don’t you think so?” he wasn’t seriously planning on just annoying him till the end of their days, right?

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Kidnapped Starters

WARNING: possibly triggering content below!

Kidnapper

“Hush now. If you scream too loud I may be forced to do something you’ll regret.”

“You are a pretty thing aren’t you?”

“Trust me. You were no crime of opportunity. I’m getting paid a lot of money to deliver you.”

“They say, 2/3 of kidnappings are performed by someone the victim knows. Want to take a guess as to who I am?”

“You are in no place to be making demands, missy/mister.”

“Say one more word, and I may be forced to cut out that sharp tongue of yours.”

“I am sorry about this. Guess you were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Lucky me.”

“Are you ready to behave, or do you require more punishment?”

“You better behave. You won’t like me when I’m angry.”

“Every time you misbehave I add a tally. You don’t want to know what happens after.”

“Beg. Convince me why I should keep you alive.”

“Looks like your _______ came through with the ransom after all. However, I’ve grown rather fond of you. I think I’ll keep you.”

“I’ve always wanted a pet. I wonder what sounds you can make.”

“When you can control yourself the gag will be removed.”

“You were being so careful too. Next time you think someone is following you. They probably are.”

“And where do we think we’re going?”

“They say when you can’t see your other senses amplify. What do my touches feel like, pet?”

“If you behave maybe you’ll get your own bed at my feet.”

Victim

“P-please. I-I didn’t see your face. J-just let me go, and n-no one will know.”

“Help, please!”

“Who are you? Show yourself!”

“You think tying me to a chair and swinging a knife is enough to intimidate me?”

“How do you know my name?”

“Tying me to a bed. Very subtle.”

“Please. I-I have money.”

“Why? Why me?”

“Could you loosen the handcuffs? They’re chafing my wrists.”

“You better hope I don’t get out of here.”

“I’ll give you whatever you want. Just please let me go.”

“Mmph!”

“Please. I can’t feel my legs.”

“No, no more. I’ll do whatever you want.”

“Is the gun supposed to scare me?”

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Ah, no... this was going to be trouble. He couldn’t hold the secret in anymore. Not like this, when she was so hurt because of it all.

“This place... it’s not a game testing, you talk to real people in those chatrooms... and they are the enemies of Magenta.” he sighed and gently hugged her back, hoping he wouldn’t be hated. “I’m sorry... for lying about it. I had to follow the instructions too, to ensure you would be oblivious to what your real task was, to make sure V wouldn’t catch onto it and attack us...” but more than likely, he was infiltrating Mint Eye now. “You have to stay alert. They’ll try to make you drink the elixir... don’t accept it. Just say I already gave it to you. It... causes so much pain, I don’t want you to feel any of that, but it’s required here for everyone to take it to be part of Mint Eye. I’ll try my best to protect you.” 

“No! No, I could never hate you!”. She gripped onto him tightly as tears continued to fall. Maybe she was simply just tired of being so confused, so worried about the man that she held onto so desperately. She just had this feeling that he would disappear one day - a feeling that terrified her more than she’d ever been in her entire life. Why? Why was she falling for him? He was basically holding her here and yet she was more concerned about him than herself. “…You’re hiding something… I…I can tell… I miss you. I worry about you. I don’t know how to save you… please just tell me what I can do…”

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Talking with the brunette seemed to give him good information to work with when trying to find his field of passion, wondering if that really was due to her diverse work at C&R or because of how she was in general. Either way, he will have to think of a way to thank her later on for this.

“I think designing is something I’m good at. At least, back at... that place, I designed the rooms that were for special guests. Not the cells or the cultist meeting rooms, of course. These rooms were... normal.” with that as a task besides the garden management, he found himself relaxed when not hacking, until he could keep his sanity in check that is.

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Ray: If only it was that easy... Ray: Believe me, I’d love to go visit you too...

Ray: But until I finish the work I have, I can’t. 

She was a big distraction, even if he hated to really admit that. The believers informed the Savior about any slacking he would do, and at this point she was reaching the limit of her patience too. 

Ray: I’ll work hard Ray: So that we can meet again soon.  Ray: I don’t want to give you false promises though... Ray: It might take a while.

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Ray thought about the information given, nodding along. “Yeah, maybe if you wore a costume too, it would be less suspicious.” then again, he will be probably questioned anyways for joining such a silly game, but maybe he could convince the Savior that it was in their favor and that the girl was going to be useful with this little treat given to her.

“Fake fluff? How would you attach it?” being no pro at costumes or anything, the first thought that came to him was glue, and that did not sound healthy at all. And they couldn’t just sew it on either...

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“Prepare to put mustard on those words, for you will soon be consuming them along with this slice of humble pie, that comes direct from the oven of shame, set at gas mark ‘egg on your face’.”

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psa -- please take your time.

                    The community has been growing MORE & MORE supportive overtime. Most roleplayers do not mind the length of time that it takes for you to reply to things, which is WONDERFUL!! But, there are still some people who actually do mind the length of time, so please REBLOG this if you are not bothered by the time it takes for your roleplay partner to reply to you, and would much rather prefer them to be COMFORTABLE and HAPPY. 

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He felt calmer once seeing Saeyoung changed his behaviour to something better too. Now he wasn’t just simply going around regretting ever snapping at him earlier. They could make this work... slowly, steadily.

“Surprise me.” normally Saeran decided what kind of flavour he wanted from the numerous ones his brother had bought and refilled constantly in the freezer when running out of one; but he was wondering how creative the other might get with the freedom given to him. Maybe sprinkles? Syrup? Mandels? Whatever he might add or not add, he could only hope to not become a subject to a prank and get a delicious dessert instead.

Was Saeyoung capable of making that though? Was he good at cooking and baking? Or just as bad as himself? 

Maybe he didn’t have the imagination to spice up a meal. Or decorate. His house was full of weird things too and the younger twin often had an urge to just redecorate it, with something more powerful, emotional, drastic, instead of the hyper-modern mix of everything.

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“I guess it’s just unusual to you” some might call it smell, others would say it was a pleasant scent. People’s opinions differed. 

“You haven’t taken a single step towards a lifestyle change yet, hyung. So how about we start doing it together? And kick each other in the butt if we ever slack off about it” just some sort of side motivation, and not doing it alone could even be a mood booster.

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The younger twin rolled his eyes, giving a loud sigh. “Whatever.” right now he didn’t really care what Saeyoung was going on about, he was out on a date with his girlfriend anyways. “Add sprinkles to the top too, please.” unlike the older one, he at least knew how to ask nicely and not just try to order Vanderwood around.

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Of course he was slowly understanding - and accepting - that indeed, Saeyoung was not leaving, and putting up with all of his outbursts quite strongly too. He somehow feared a little deep inside that he would turn into something like their mother was; putting her anger out on her kids. Saeyoung showed no sign of ever becoming like her though and that gave some strength to Saeran too, in a way. 

“I guess... even if I’m still unable to just fully accept everything right now, I would stick with you too. I mean, I don’t have anyone else so where would I even go...?” it wasn’t about proximity though, he knew that even if he had like a lover, or their parents not people who were onto ruining their lives, he would want to stick around his brother the most.

“Maybe some ice cream.” was there anything else the younger twin ever wished for when the talk about eating somethign came up? “Though I guess that’s nothing new to you.” even as a child, he was fond of the sweet.  Maybe he kept that liking towards the dessert to have memories attached to it with his brother too. So much about trying to eliminate Saeyoung from his life, huh.