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[kurodel]

一 ❛ LANZHU ZHONG.

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[szonyix6277]

.:Soul Search in Seoul:. .:part 1:.

summary: (y/n) has had an awful end to the year 2024 and is attending a nye party with some of Korea's most prominent figures and she ends up sharing a nye kiss with one of them

pairing: Choi Seung-hyun x Fem!Reader

a/n: reader has a detailed background. also my first fic on tumblr omfg it took me forever to edit - oh and TOP and GD are friends off cam idc this is me coping ok? T^T

contains: fluff, angst, smoking, alcohol consumption, language, mention of suicide

w/c: 4.9k

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It was less than half an hour until the end of the year of 2024. Good, it was a shitty one anyway!

You had it all. You really did. A loving, slightly mysterious boyfriend, a well paying job, your own rental apartment, surrounded by friends. Then suddenly, like a house of cards, it all fell apart. By the end of November, you were left with no boyfriend, no job, no place and no friends. You still had your family, although your parents weren’t so keen about you moving back to their place at the ripe age of 33. They expected more from you after you moved from your hometown Huston to Los Angeles. It wasn’t ideal, but you had no choice. Your older sister was the one that got you out of the gutter. After a week of self-loathing, she snapped.

“You have to get the hell out of there!” -she got straight to the point. You loved her no nonsense attitude, but you were in no way, shape or form to just get up and leave. You still had a lot of self-loathing and depression in you to get through before you could pick up yourself.

“Huh?” -you groaned, sitting up. You looked at the clock on your nightstand. It was 2AM in the morning. What is her problem?! -you groaned internally.

“I booked you a ticket for the 27th! I’ll travel home for Christmas anyway, and we will come back to Seoul together.”

“Kimmie… it’s 2 in the fucking morning!” -you fell back in your bed, letting your head hit the soft pillow.

“I don’t care, I’m sick of your whining. You’re coming!”

“I guess.” -you yawned, not really processing what she was saying. “Thanks…” -and hung up.

When you gained consciousness, around noon, you saw a big text from her and the QR codes for your flights. You thanked her profusely this time and made some vague plans as you had no flights booked to come back.

You sister was 7 years older than you and lived in Seoul for nearly two-decades. She was married to a cinematographer, Byung-ho and the two of them had a teenage daughter, Jun-hee. She had the perfect life - you thought, but never felt jealous of her. If anything, you were proud of her and looked up to her. She was aspiring. She was your rock, your anchor, always keeping you grounded. Anything ever happened, you were able to talk to her - and she would always help you, be by your side, no matter the problem. School? Boys? Work? She got you.

That’s how you ended up at a fancy NYE party in Seoul.

She and her husband were invited and somehow, they snatched you a VIP pass.

Ringing into the new year all alone in a place full of prominent people your age, or barely older, felt like a chokehold tight around your throat. You couldn’t breathe in there.

You got in a big fur coat your sister lent you, a bottle of bubbly, and went to the rooftop. Your steps weren’t so sure. Cursing your choice of high heels and being a bit of a lightweight, or just a heavy drinker tonight, you finally got the door open. Your lungs welcomed the ice cold, somewhat dirty, December air and your ears were ringing due to the sudden silence. Your tears started to stream on your face. Crying quietly into the emptiness around you, feeling the feels you were holding in the entire night. Days. Weeks.

“Miss, are you ok-?” -some man with a deep, husky voice asked. You were not alone on the rooftop. You screamed, flinging the bottle in his direction. “Woah! Woah! Woah! I’m sorry! I’m not gonna hurt you!” -he had both his hands out, palms facing your way, a thumb clutching his vape. His knees were bent, right leg forward, left leg back. His brown eyes wide open, terrified of you.

You panted as your heart raced loud against your chest. You held your weapon of choice, high above your head, ready to hit. You took a closer look at him. Dark hair, bit messy. Tall. Kinda handsome. He had a long, black coat on. He wore black leather gloves, black suit pants and expensive looking shoes.

“You’re with the party?” -you asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I am.” -he nodded slowly.

“Okay.” -you lowered the bottle. “I’m sorry.” -you wiped your tears.

Thanks to your stranger, he caused you a minor heart attack, knocking you out of your sob fest. For a moment, you forgot you felt so upset.

You walked towards the ledge, looking at the city. Seoul was a familiar city you always enjoyed visiting. It’s a buzzing one and tonight was no different. But it wasn’t the rush of the city you felt. It was something deep within.

You placed the bottle on the ledge and opened it with a loud pop. Half of it poured out, however, you didn’t care.

“Wanna share?” -the man asked slowly. You looked at him with a frown. “What? You nearly smacked me with it, might as well get to know what was going to cause my death.” -he added with a smile. And damn, he had a gorgeous smile.

“Aight!” -you sighed and handed him the bottle.

“I actually have two glasses.” -he pointed at the two champagne flutes sitting on the ledge.

You blinked at the efficiency but you didn’t question it. Mainly, because you were too drunk to care. Your brain was buzzing and your heart felt fuzzy. God bless alcohol! You two started chatting. Well, he chatted and you listened. Or at least you tried. Once you mentioned you’re Kimmie’s sister from Texas, he was unstoppable! He spoke like there was no tomorrow! Your last two brain cells could barely keep up. Some remnants that you hoped to remember tomorrow were DearMoon Project and Squid Game. The two of you nearly finished the bottle, between loud laughters and light, lingering touches as you passed his vape between each other; blueberry ice.

“Mm, y’know, we’re indirectly kissing.” -you giggled, leaning against the railing, handing his vape back to him.

“Is that a bad thing?”

“Nope!” -you fell in silence for a moment, before adding. “Will you be my New Year’s Eve kiss?” -you asked. Straight to the point, no nonsense - just like your sister.

Without hesitation, he closed the already small gap between you two.

His hand confidently moved to the back of your neck, pulling you in for a kiss. His soft lips clashed on yours, sweet and soundless. Your hands shot up pulling him in deeper by the collar of his coat. You were the one begging for entry, which he granted. His hand gripped in your hair tighter; it made you mewl into the kiss. Your tongues danced in a slow, passionate manner, tasting the blueberry ice, as you heard the city count back.

5… 4… 3… 2…1

His kiss set the fireworks ablaze in your body. You could feel the loud explosions in every inch of your body, shaking your core. Then you realized, it was actual fireworks going off all over Seoul. The two of you slowly parted.

“Happy New Year…” -he said, almost in a whisper against your forehead, hugging you close.

“Happy New Year…” -you muffled in his chest, reciprocating his hug.

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A loud groan.

Ji-yong walked to his kitchen, still sleepy, grumpy and extremely hungover from the party last night. The years where he could handle more were far beyond him. He found his long-time best friend, Seung-hyun leaning on the kitchen table, covering his face in his arms, like his life was over. He chuckled. He knew which one of them had the crazier night. Ji-yong walked by the coffee machine to make some espresso. He noticed some of his fake nails were missing.

“What a party…” -he said, throat dry and hoarse.

Another loud groan.

“You want sugar? Milk?”

Two short groans.

“Okay, hyung, if you’re gonna crash at mine, you gotta use your words!” -Ji-yong put two cups of hot coffee on the table and two smaller containers with sugar and milk, as his curiosity got the best of him, he had to ask: “What the hell happened last night?”

Seung-hyun looked up, his eyes barely open. The brightness of the day, even though it was cloudy, hurt. But the first gulp of the coffee, skipping both sugar and milk, felt like heaven. It was soothing his scratchy throat.

“Well?” -Ji-yong wouldn’t let go.

“Uhh… I kissed Noona’s little sister.”

“Was there any press around?” -he lifted a brow.

“No, this was on the rooftop. Around midnight.”

“Aww…” -he cooed, bursting out in laughter. He covered his face and kicked his feet in excitement. “You’re so romantic!”

“Shut up…” -Seung-hyun said with a soft, tired smile on his face. He sighed. “I have to apologize to her. I can’t have a relationship right now! I…” -he was lost for thought. He ran his fingers through his messy hair. “Am I overreacting?”

“Yeah, you are. She’s half-American, isn’t she?”

“So?” -he shrugged. “Doesn’t she deserve an apology because she’s American?”

“I don’t think she’ll care, hyung.”

Seung-hyun didn’t even think about that.

Maybe she doesn’t care? Does she even remember?

He knew making out with a girl he barely knew was wrong on so many levels. He’s not that kind of guy - and even drunk, he should have said no. He should have let her down easy. His career was finally picking up. He’s got a second chance from director Hwang - and he’s about to blow it! He couldn’t let that happen.

He decided, he will apologize. The sooner, the better!

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You slept in your outfit from last night - a denim miniskirt, tights and a sparkly, golden top. You walked to the living room that had an adjoining kitchen, where your sister was already preparing coffee and breakfast.

“Rough night?” -she laughed, as she saw you.

Your look of disheveled hair and smeared mascara were only representing the way you felt. The soft buzz of your intoxicated brain was replaced by frenzy, while the fuzzy feeling in your heart was taken over by your stomach shaking. You felt you could throw up any minute.

“Bucket?” -you asked.

“It’s by the couch. Sit down, I’ll be there in a minute.”

Following your sister’s orders, you grabbed the small tin and sat on the couch. Then, you lied down. Then, you decided to just sit on the carpeted floor and support your head against the couch. Keeping your eyes open felt like the hardest task you ever had to manage. Your eyelids felt like weighing a tonne and the soft rays of sun didn’t help to keep them open. Your sister walked in and gave you coffee in the biggest mug she could find.

“Thanks…” -you nodded and sipped in the dark elixir. Kimmie walked back in the kitchen. “I think I made out with someone last night.” -you admitted.

You heard dishes clashing and breaking in the kitchen, then your sister, with a look of fury and worry in her face, appeared in front of you.

“You did WHAT?”

“Hey, relax… It was just a kiss.” -you shrugged. “He’ll get over it. Maybe he doesn’t remember.” -you chuckled fondly. “He was pretty buzzed.”

“(Y/n), focus.” -she kneeled in front of you, holding your arms. Her grip was tighter than what you expected and made you gulp. “What do you remember of him?”

“Kimmie…”

“No, this is important. You were at a party with Korea’s most famous celebrities. Who did you kiss?”

Her nostrils were flaring, her eyes fixated on you without a blink. This was not a drill. She was worried and it wasn’t about you.

“He had… “ -just what did you do? Who did you kiss? “Urgh… dark hair and dark eyes.” -you said after pausing and frowning mid-sentence.

“That’s not narrowing it down at all.”

“Oh! Okay, I remember!”

“Yeah?”

“He was definitely taller than me!”

“(Y/n), sweetie…” -she was now gripping your arm that it was going to leave marks. “Everyone is taller than your smurf frame, okay?”

“Hobbit.” -you corrected.

“It doesn’t matter!” -she finally let go of your arm and flicked your forehead. Her signature move. She never got violent. If she ever lost her cool, she would just flick people.

“Ow!” -you massaged the middle of your forehead, scrunching your nose. It may not have seemed like a painful experience, but it sure as hell hurt!

“What was his name?”

“I don’t remember…”

“My God!”

“Tsk, what’s the big deal? A celeb snogged some random girl at a party. Who cares?!”

“A Korean celeb. And the Korean media does care!” -she corrected. “The repercussions of this could be devastating, (Y/n), I’m serious. This isn’t America! People here pay much more for much less!”

“Okay, I’m sorry!” -you said, then added. “It happened on the rooftop, there was nobody up there, just us two!”

“Are you sure…?”

“One-thousand percent, Kimmie.”

“You better pray.” -she gave you a look of disappointment and walked back to the kitchen.

You knew she was right.

You should have known better. Korea was notorious for treating their own celebrities like dirt for something as simple as dating - and drove them into suicide for anything. Why would they treat a little New Year’s Eve kiss as something positive? If anything, it will be a scandal.

You spent most of the day sleeping - occasionally feeling like you’d throw up, but you didn’t. You’ve had crazier nights, but you were much younger back then and you barely needed a day to recover. You could party all night and attend all your classes during the day. However, that was years and years ago. Now, you were checking your own pulse every few minutes, hoping you’re still alive.

In the evening, you finally had the strength to join your sister on the couch, wearing your pajamas. It was nowhere near bedtime, but if you were to fall asleep, you wanted to be cozy. You were lying on the couch on your side, half watching-half sleeping, your feet resting on your sister’s lap. She was the one watching the TV - her husband and daughter were watching a movie in the bedroom. This was much more relaxing than Texas, where your mom would tell you to stop moping and start acting and your father would bark at you for sleeping in after 5am at his ranch. As you adjusted the cushion under your head, Kimmie’s phone went off. She picked up immediately.

“Hey, Tabi! Happy New Year, dear!”

“Thanks, Noona! Happy New Year.” -Seung-hyun on the other side of the line. “Is your sister still with you?”

“My sister? Yeah, why?”

When you heard that, your ears perked up.

You sat up, looking at her curiously, trying to hear what the conversation was about. All you could hear was a deep, booming masculine voice. Why would such a sexy voice owner look for you?

“Yeah, I want to apologize to her… for… um… kissing her last night.”

“Eh?” -your sister was stunned and looked at you with a frown.

“What is it?” -you whispered, but she pushed an index over your lips. You groaned in a dissatisfied manner. And waited.

“I want to apologize to her in person.” -he repeated.

Your sister’s mouth opened in surprise.

“You made out with Seung-hyun?!” -her question darted at you. She was silently reprimanding you, as she removed the finger off your mouth.

“I guess...” -you shrugged. And simple as that, you’ve got his name; Seung-hyun. Very pretty - you nodded to yourself. And his voice was incredible, too! “Wait, is that him on the phone? Let me talk to him, sis!” -you got up, trying to snatch the phone.

“No!” -your sister stood up as well, pushing her hand in your face. But you licked her hand. “Ew! (Y/n)!”

“Give me the damn phone!” -you shouted.

“No!” -she lifted her arm up. Since she was much taller than you, you didn’t stand a chance, even when you jumped. So you resorted to the one thing you could do in a situation like that. Attack.

You grabbed her legs, lifted her off the ground and threw her on the couch. She squealed but held onto the phone. You pulled her off the couch in the middle of screams and curses thrown at each other. The two of you grappled on the floor, until you managed to sit on her chest, kneeling on her arms.

“God, you’re strong!” -she admitted defeat under you.

“I think this one's for me!” -you panted, and picked the phone to your ear. “Hellooo~?” -you said in a breathless, sing-songy voice.

“Um, hi. Is this a good time?”

His voice was so deep and husky. Any air left in your lungs, his words punched it right out of you. You couldn’t respond. If he sounds this hot over the phone, he must sound even hotter in real life! You just smiled and felt the heat prickling at your cheeks. Suddenly, you lost control. You felt a pair of legs around your stomach. Your sister put you in a lock! With one swift move, you were on the floor and she was on top of you. She took her phone back.

“Urgh, Kimmie!” -you whined.

“Tabi, I’m gonna have to call you back.” -she said and hung up without waiting for his answer. She looked at you. “We need to talk. Now!”

You let out a deep sigh. Sure, you needed to have a conversation, but not with her.

At the same time, you had two sets of eyes looking at you: your sister’s husband and daughter.

“Thank you, rescuers!” -you scoffed at them in a humorous tone.

“Haven’t you both done some sort of self-defense?” -Byung-ho asked. “I don’t accidentally want to get punched.” -he had a good reason. You’ve done 3 years of Krav Maga, while Kimmie did 5 years of Judo and Taekwondo. She finally got off you and pulled you up with one arm. “What happened anyway?”

“She made out with Tabi.”

“Oh…” -his eyebrows ran high.

“Pfff, I can’t believe TOP-ssi kisses people other than his bae!” -Jun-hee burst out in laughter and made kissy noises towards your direction to taunt you. You just rolled your eyes. You didn’t really understand what she meant by ‘his bae’ nor you wanted to. At least she felt light hearted about it - as it should be. It was a one time thing, nothing special!

However, your sister gave you a talking to.

She laid it all out. Her voice was stern, with a hint of disappointment and sadness towards the whole situation. You knew the severity it could cause, but you had no idea who Choi Seung-hyun was - and more importantly, what he’s been through. You were not a K-Pop stan, and so you were obliviously unaware of his world.

After listening to your sister, which felt like countless hours, you got online and did your research. So that’s who you are. T.O.P from BIGBANG.

Because of your excessive napping and feeling still slightly jetlagged, you were up for most of the night getting to know him - so to speak.

You watched a few interviews and came to the conclusion that he really was a sweet and silly guy - like Kimmie said - and he wore his kind and sweet heart on his sleeve. The way he was ruined to mere pieces of his existence over weed was unheard of. No, he didn’t deserve any of that shit.

You were also curious about his musical career and played a few of them on Youtube. You chuckled at yourself, feeling a tint of blush creeping to your cheeks when you saw him in his cowboy outfit and you were practically chewing your lips when you saw him with white hair - it really suited him. Your sister said he was an incredible rapper, but she failed to mention he could also sing and played the harmonica! And quite well at that! You decided to download a handful of songs you liked and call it a night.

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The next day you woke up relatively early and after breakfast you and Jun-hee decided to hit the malls and take advantage of some January sales - you were starting to run low on outfits, especially underwear.

As you were walking on the street, you caught yourself looking at a selection of vapes at one of the small shop’s windows. Blueberry ice, huh? - your train of thought suddenly stopped and reminded you why it felt familiar. Without thinking, you walked in, leaving your underaged niece outside, and bought the flavour. I might never see him again, just let’s have this as a memento - you sighed and walked out of the shop.

“Aren’t you too old to have a crush?” -Jun-hee chuckled. She really had no filter.

“Huh?”

“Oh, please, Auntie!” -she tapped her acrylic nails on the box, like some kind of cringey ASMR TikTok video. “I might be young but I ain’t no stupid. TOP-ssi has the exact same brand and flavour.”

“Why do you know that?” -you put the box in your pocket.

“So I’m right?!” -she grinned, her whole face beaming. She had no idea! She just wanted to see if you knew - and you did, walking right into her trap. Shaking your head, you gently kicked her ass and grabbed her neck from behind.

“Aren’t you too young to meet your maker?”

“Touche!” -she winked and stuck your tongue at you.

With some giggles you walked in the shopping mall, having no idea how the day at home is unfolding without you two being present.

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Seung-hyun arrived just over an hour after you left. He exchanged some texts with your sister last night that he wanted to talk to her before he could muster up the courage to talk and apologize to you.

“Do you want my blessing?” - she mused, as she set some snacks and beverages in front of him on the coffee table.

“Don’t be like that, Noona!” -he bit his lower lips. “I just need some… advice.”

“Advice?” -she frowned. “For what?”

“How to let her down easy.”

“Tabi, sweetie!” -Kimmie nearly fell over laughing. Even the notion! She got hold of his hand. And flicked his forehead so hard he made a face at her.

“You know I hate these!”

“Yeah, and I hate it when you overthink!” -your sister argued. “(Y/n) is a grown ass woman, even if she doesn’t look like it. She can handle rejection! Just be honest and upfront with her.”

“Right.”

“That’s my only advice.”

With that, the front door opened and you and Jun-hee got home, carrying several bags of goodies. Taking advantage of the shopping opportunity, and your sister’s credit card, you got yourself a bunch of new fits, including some spicy underwear sets. You felt a little bad and decided you should contribute to food shopping - not financially, but at least bringing the goods home and possibly cooking for the family.

“Hey!” -you shouted a greeting from the door, kicking your boots off. “I got some cute outfits, if you want to see! Your daughter really knows her stuff when it comes to lace!”

“You look super hot in TOP-ssi’s favourite colour though!” -Jun-hee clapped back.

“That’s great, girls! We have co-” -your sister tried to warn you, but neither you nor Jun-hee heard her and you continued to bicker as you got off your coats and hoodies.

“Can you get off my back for 5 seconds?”

“Why, you’re the one totally crushing on him and knows what flavour he’s smoking!”

“Anyway….” -you said in a finalizing tone. You picked up the grocery bags, making your way to the kitchen through the living room. “We bought some foo-- Oh, my God!” -your jaw nearly hit the floor as you walked in. You stopped in your step, making Jun-hee walk into you. Your eyes got as wide as saucers. You gulped, feeling your heart rate getting dangerously high.

There he was, Seung-hyun, sitting at the coffee table, next to your sister. He aged like fine wine since his BIGBANG days. He had glasses on - a pair with a thick, black, angular frame. It complimented his facial features beyond belief. He wore a wine red, knitted sweater, a white shirt underneath - you could only see the collar - and black jeans. His dark brown hair was fluffy unstyled, just combed off centre. He looked fantastic. He had a soft smile and the slightest shade of pink on his face - the latter thanks to you and Jun-hee’s discussion.

“As I was trying to warn, we have company.” -Kimmie finished her sentence.

You blinked twice, like you cannot quite comprehend the situation.

What is he doing here? Why is he here?

“Sorry, TOP-ssi!” -Jun-hee was the first to speak, grinning ear-to-ear, knowing how embarrassed you felt. “As you can see, Auntie is having a stroke.” -one day, when she’s older, you will punch her for this comment. “Mom, I’ll put these away in the kitchen.” -she said and took the grocery bags from your hand. You were genuinely surprised you never dropped those.

“We can deal with that later.” -your sister stood up. “Let’s make ourselves scarce.” -and with that your sister and niece left the scene, leaving you and Seung-hyun alone.

“I’m so sorry.” -you started. You knelt on the arm rest and leaned over to shake his hand. “(Y/n).” -you introduced yourself.

“Hi, Seung-hyun.” -his deep, booming voice. Good thing you were half-kneeling already. He slightly lifted from his seated position, bowed a little and took your hand for a gentle shake. His hand was really soft - softer than what you expected. You shared a quick smile. You grabbed a bottle of water from the kitchen and sat next to him.

“How come you’re here?” -you asked, cutting to the chase. He tilted his head, like a cute puppy when he doesn’t understand a command, so you added: “I mean… I’m glad but it’s quite  unexpected.”

“Okay.” -he took a deep breath, as if he forgot to take one before entering the conversation. “I was told I’m overreacting, but I wanted to see you… to apologize.”

“U-huh.” -you nodded. And kept nodding. You didn’t understand. “For what?” -you frowned.

“For that kiss.”

“Oh, Seung-hyun!” -you let out a nervous chuckle. “You really came here all the way to apologize to me?”

“That and… huh, this is harder than I thought it’d be…” -his fingers were nervously fidgeting on his lap. He looked at you, eyes sad, his mind ready to crush your dreams. Seung-hyun couldn’t stop himself, but imagine the worst case scenarios. He imagined you’d cry. He imagined you’d cover your face as you wail in pure agony and tell him you never want to see him again. Rip off that band-aid! -he told himself. “I don’t want to be in a relationship!”

It came out like one, very long word. Maybe a tad bit too rude. He immediately regretted the way he said it. However, to his surprise, you smiled.

“Is that what made you so nervous?”

“Yeah…”

“God, you really are the sweetest guy.” -you got closer to him and hugged him. He hesitantly hugged you back and tapped your back. He smelled so good - notes of leather, amber and tangerine. Paco Rabanne! You pulled away to look at him. “It’s totally fine.”

“Really?”

“Really.” -you reassured him. “I don’t want to be in a relationship, either.”

“You’re making it way too easy on me.”

“Oh, please!” -you pulled fully back, drank some of your water and continued. “I had guys groping me in the barn during harvest fests! Now they owe me an apology! ” -his eyebrows ran high in surprise. “Don’t worry, I kicked them in the balls.”

“Is that a good thing?” -he frowned.

“Well, for me, yes. For their next generation…”

Seung-hyun let out a heartfelt laugh. He liked your open and carefree attitude. Well, he liked you.

“So I was really worried about nothing.” -he concluded.

“Yeah. But it’s really sweet.”

“Not pathetic?”

“Nope.” -you shook your head. He really lacked confidence and tried so hard to find something negative and rejectable about himself. “I’m sorry, too, if I got you into any trouble…”

“No, you didn’t. Just… surprised me.” -he said. “You’re not dramatic over this.”

“I had my fair share of drama last year.” -you said, dropping your eyes. You remembered Pete, your ex-boyfriend. The mysterious Pete. Your jaw clenched and you gripped the water bottle a bit tighter. You took a deep, cleansing breath and looked back at the man on your side with a faint smile. “But we are good here.”

“Ok.” -he patted your hand resting on your knee and stood up. “I guess I’m gonna go now. Thanks for being… really cool about this.”

“Sure thing.”

You walked him out. When you closed the door behind him, you heard Jun-hee in a sing-songy tone.

“TOP-ssi and (Y/n), sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-S-S-S-S-S…”

“That’s way too many S’s in kissing.” -you protested.

“Not if you’re making out for a long time.”

“Kimmie! Control your crotch goblin!” -you shouted, as Jun-hee darted away from you.

Getting teased about your non-existent love life by your niece in 2025 was not on your bingo card.

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part 1 .:. part 2 .:. part 3 .:. part 4 .:. part 5 .:. part 6

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[dereks-unrelenting-heart]

Okay, I finally got to watch today's video, so here's the not-quite-live commentary/chaotic highlights post I promised about it :)

Not entirely video related, but I love that as usual, I see a bunch of people in the comments saying "Woah I never knew AJ stood for Alexander Jeremy" while I'm here like. I don't think I've ever heard any of them refer to Tom as Thomas before this intro. Do they normally introduce him that way and I just never noticed or-?

Eve is an icon, love the vibes going from "oh fuck" in response to "what is your name?" to her pulling a "your mum" on Sam. Got her confidence back real quick there

Not to mention the fact they actually used 'your mum' as the stimulus-

"My mum is lovely" *5 seconds later* "You ring the bell, I don't want to" Something is telling me her mom isn't that lovely

AJ saying the name Martha, trying to figure out who it would make sense for Martha to be, and then giving up by saying his character panicked. Love it

"She's a massive *bleep*" Censors aren't allowing me to hear Tom say 'bitch' and I won't stand for it

I saw a comment say it as a joke, but it really was funny how Sam kept saying change until Luke made them a straight couple (calling Tom's character 'Suzanne') lmao

Darren: "Listen, I'm gonna win her over, okay?" Suzanne, about to sob: "yeah-?"

The whole coming onto Suzanne's mom bit was gold "He's coming onto me" "Sorry I'm panicking" "Why am I coming onto my mom??" "You're panicking!"

"I wish I had his muscles.." "Oh you'll catch up with me, don't worry" Tom you're so fucking funny-

The slight hesitation from Luke at the 'men' suggestion, followed by all of the other three being like "Fuck yeah, let's complain about men" is so good and lowkey reminds me of Tom's vs everyone else's reaction to the Evil-Make-A-Wish-Kid title

"Because you have one thing on your mind" "Yeahhh" "Podcasts" "🤨"

"Take 2 steps towards your progress" is the new "Today embarks on change"

Legendary Letters/Time Warp crossover we didn't know we needed

Words can't describe how much I expected and wanted the last line to be "Now you are our bitch" goddamnit-

Sam entering the scene, eating a large block of cheese while moaning, and waiting for another character to interrupt him, only for AJ to fuck it up immediately upon doing so, this is what we love to see

Something about Sam going "I love cheese :D" makes me very happy

"No one wants me to say" He's right, I absolutely do not want him to say what's so different, not while knowing SFTH's history with dairy products

I know everyone's been saying this, but yeah Sydney is definitely cosplaying as Sam in this video and I respect that

Luke's character quickly becoming problematic throughout Pillars is great. First he's unfaithful, then he's saying 'gay people' and 'the t-word', and by the end he apparently represents all of the world's problems smh

"I'll just sign this myself and do it in your writing" Heathers: father's will edition

Speaking of him, are we gonna acknowledge that he's trans-? "When I gave birth to you, do you know what I said to your mother?" Because none of the guys mentioned it, which is unlike them

"Daddy, I just want a fucking hug!" The first uncensored 'fuck' in the video!

Tom describing AJ's Tindr profile while AJ tells him to shut the fuck up-

"Sorry Mum!" a necessary apology from Sam, although at this point in his career I feel like it has a lot of ground to cover-

Thought for a second we were gonna get another one of Sam's iconic animal characters. But instead we got a surprise Henry VIII reference??

All in all, good shit as always, though the censorship did throw me off, idk what that's about-

[smoshyourheadin]

Sunshine and Soda Cans

Part 2 - Bubbles

"hey, spencer!" angela jogs up to spencer as you walk into the office. you wander to the kitchen to grab a soda, and put your stuff down.

"(y/n) said shes struggling with editing the new try not to laugh episode, and i don't think she's going to ask for help because she's too stubborn, so can you just check on her and give her a hand?". spencer looks over at you, and back to angela

"yeah sure! i'll catch up with her later" angela gives him a big grin, and then walks over to you, striking up a conversation.

later on, you're sat at your desk, editing away. you've been stuck re-trimming the same clip for like twenty minutes, and you're becoming increasingly frustrated.

"hey, (y/n)!"

his voice catches your attention, making you look up, but not away from the screen.

"hi spence, uh- what's up?" you say, eyes still glued to your screen.

"oh nothing, just checking how you're getting on with the try not to laugh edit. everything going good?"

"no actually' you, look up at him and you chuckle "ive, i've been trying to edit the same clip for like ever, and it won't save properly. im losing my mind!"

he smiles at you honesty, and pulls up a chair to help you out. after about an hour, you two get a bit bored and decide to go live on the games channel, streaming some sims

"alrighty then guys, hello! welcome to the games channel, today me and spencer are going to be playing some sims 4!" you smile into the camera, adjusting your hair, and you relax into your chair.

"guys, can we hate on (y/n) in chat for drowning my sims last time" spencer says sarcastically, glaring at you sassily.

"hey!" you elbow him, playfully "you made fun of my sims' fashion choices!"

he laughs at your anger, and you talk with the chat for a little while as the game loads

"okay, my plan is to make a love triangle in my mansion. i want to see if they can handle the drama.." you say, tapping your fingertips together

"woah, okay dr. evil!" he says, laughing with you

you guys start making some characters that, suspiciously, resemble each other. as you begin to play, your sims keep chatting to eachother

"hey, (y/n), why does your sim keep flirting with mine? got a crush or something?" spencer says with a smirk

"oh, please! my sim is just being friendly! unlike yours, who keeps stealing my sim's food!!! didn't realise your name was tina.." you giggle at your own joke, napoleon dynamite is one of the first things you two bonded over, so you both have a good laugh.

you guys play for about two hours, and then decide to wrap up, finishing the stream

before getting up to leave, you guys share a lingering gaze, and you see the colours in his eyes. you give him a ride back to his apartment, and you turn of your radiohead "in rainbows' cd. weird fishes/arpeggi comes on, as you pull up infront of his apartment. you look over at him with a sweet smile.

"well, see you tomorrow spence"

"yeah. looking forward to it"

you two lock eyes, and then he gently pulls you into a sweet kiss, his hand lingering on your jaw as you melt into his touch. he tastes like mt dew, and you smile against his lips. as you break away, you already miss his lips on yours.

"see ya, (y/n)" he says with a smile and a new twinkle in his eye, exiting the car and walking into his apartment block.

you sit in your car for at least another five minutes; eyes glassy, chest heavy, and palms sweating. you pick up your phone, and open up the phone app, ringing the only person you can think of to call.

"hey jelly, do we have any icecream? i need to tell you what's just happened"

you hear angela open the freezer over the phone, and she says

"yeah, we have some vanilla and i think there's some strawberries in the fridge. everything okay?"

"yeah," you breathing staggers, fully realising what just happened "me and spencer kissed"

"I'M SORRY WHAT"

you hang up, and start driving back to your apartment.

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a/n— hey!! thank you all so much for the love on part one omg love y’all for that ahhh 😚 my requests are open btw!! so feel free to request anything, not just smosh stuff!! i’ll write for anything (even if im not in the fandom 😚)! okay yeah hope you all enjoy pt2!! love y'all 💛

[silverflqmes]

໒⦂ 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒.

notes. reposted and edited from wp! happy holidays and merry christmas to those who celebrate!

genre. fluff + crack

ft. tooru oikawa, tetsuro kuroo, rintaro suna, shoyo hinata, kenji futakuchi, hajime iwaizumi, osamu miya

gender neutral! reader

➫ 𝓞𝗜𝗞𝗔𝗪𝗔 𝓣𝗢𝗢𝗥𝗨 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗ HOT COCO HOT COCO HOT COCO

⌗ he loves to sit near the fire place with either you seated on his lap or just plopped up above him on the couch or beneath if you're more my style AHAHAHAHA

⌗ LOVES HALLMARK MOVIES i mean look at him, he would so watch them.. but he wouldn’t mind the classics like elf, christmas story ( my fav fr ), the home alone duology or national lampoon’s christmas vacation🫶

⌗ "I LOVE YOU I LOVE I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOUUUU Y/N-CHAAAAANNNN!!" — after watching elf and doing last minute christmas shopping going up the escalator ( he’s silly )

⌗ would totally play old jazzy christmas songs and pull you close to him, swaying gently in the kitchen or by the fireplace to the melody with the smell of balsam in the air❤️

⌗ you already know he would have lured you under the mistletoe too somehow🧎

⌗ "oh wow! i wonder how this got here!!🙀"

➫ 𝓚𝗨𝗥𝗢𝗢 𝓣𝗘𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗢 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗ y'all woke up LATE on christmas day istg, but tetsuro hooked you up real nice with presents ykyk he made that bank af and worked those extra hours just for you<3

⌗ THE DECORATIONS ARE SO PRETTY ISTG WHO LET HIM HAVE THIS MUCH TASTE, WHO ALLOWED HIM TO SLAY THAT HARD

⌗ unlike kawa, kuroo took you for dinner and made a day out of it? he took you ice skating, out to see the lights and decorations, tossed a few snowballs at you to piss you off🧎

⌗ "come onnn, i promise i won't let you fall~"

⌗ it ends up snowing a bit later into the night on your way back home, so he gave you his scarf, long coat AND mittens.. hooked you up fr

⌗ except.. nothing fits aside from the scarf, but are you complaining? no🙄 although you did yell at him for it cuz he could get sick</3

⌗ he had an entire argument prepared as to why he wouldn't get sick and you could have sworn that he mentioned the periodic table somewhere🧍‍♂️spoiler alert- he gets sick the next day

➫ 𝓢𝗨𝗡𝗔 𝓡𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗢 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗ ngl at first you were SO confused as to why suna didn't have a christmas tree in his living room, but one in his bedroom until christmas day..

⌗ Y'ALL DID NOT MOVE THE ENTIRE DAY

⌗ "rin, we gotta open the presents y'know.. and i kinna want breakfast.. we gotta get up at some point."

⌗ "the presents are under our tree over there by the dresser, just peek under and you'll see them. as for breakfast, kita-san’s coming over with everyone later. problem solved."

⌗ tbfh the laziest christmas you could ever imagine, but like you can’t complain, it was nice to just unwind a bit

⌗ he did keep the spirit of the holidays with a good bit of christmas movies, for sure the grinch who stole christmas ( it’s his favorite )

⌗ later on, true to his words, kita showed up around 7:30 with the rest of the team and y'all had sum good ass food and hot coco after reluctantly dragging suna out of bed to get ready🤲

➫ 𝓗𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗔 𝓢𝗛𝗢𝗬𝗢 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗ boy are you in for it🧎

⌗ shoyo woke you up at four in the morning with natsu in tow, dragging your ass to the living room where the tree was filled with a wide arrangement of presents

⌗ you were still half asleep and since you were staying at shoyo's for the holidays — you uh.. weren't allowed to start opening gifts till seven LMAOO so you guys started guessing the presents instead; yk getting a feel of them

⌗ "WOAH THIS ONE'S SUPER BIG, I-IT COULD BE ANYTHING!"

⌗ "sho, the only thing it's gonna end up being is a wake up call to your mom and then you'll never know what it is."

⌗ tobio comes over later and y'all have a snowball fight together🥺

⌗ you and natsu won LMAOOOO poor lil birb was upset, but your kisses made things better for him❤️

➫ 𝓕𝗨𝗧𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗖𝗛𝗜 𝓚𝗘𝗡𝗝𝗜 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗ ugh yes dateko's baddest bitch😩 another grinch enjoyer tbh

⌗ this man woke you up with a snowball to your face before shouting out merry christmas

⌗ although it was a cheap shot, getting you while VULNERABLE, you couldn't stay mad at him, as you loved this piece of shit so dearly😪

⌗ HOWEVER. that didn't mean you didn't get his ass back the minute he dropped his guard when you went outside to turn your christmas lights off for the day

⌗ "huh, so you think you can be a cheeky little shit with me on such a loving day? and get away with it?"

⌗ "and what? you don't hear me complaining, now do you kenji?”

⌗ in spite of being complete little shits to each other, you laughed it off after awhile and just spent your evening curled up together on your couch with a plate of sugar cookies that you both had baked the night before ( ofc you can guess there was a war of flour and baking tools then too )

➫ 𝓘𝗪𝗔𝗜𝗭𝗨𝗠𝗜 𝓗𝗔𝗝𝗜𝗠𝗘 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗ y'all have the coziest christmas honestly

⌗ you and hajime don't wake up too early or too late; it's just the right time and you're both completely prepared for all that's to come for the day

⌗ the two of you start off with unwrapping presents, then iwaizumi makes you the BEST breakfast ever istg, TELL ME HE DOESN'T COOK RN IF YOU WANNA GET TUSSLED

⌗ ngl tooru taught him some good shit when it came to making hot coco and you swore you were just about ready to tap into heaven at that immaculate taste

⌗ "oh my gosh, haji, what did you put in this, it's so.. it's better than amazing!"

⌗ "while i want tell you, i'm ‘sworn to secrecy’, his words not mine, by that fool oikawa with his secret recipe bullshit." he can’t lie though, whatever tf tooru invented was otherworldly..

⌗ not even an hour later you found it on starbucks' secret menu app and you showed it to your boyfriend who flipped his shit before sprinting over to his friend’: house with two snowballs in hand ( with hard snow.. praying for my man to dodge more than ever ); the outcome.. wasn't the prettiest😔

➫ 𝓜𝗜𝗬𝗔 𝓞𝗦𝗔𝗠𝗨 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗ FOOD FOOD FOOD FOOD did i say food? yes, food.

⌗ all you two did that whole entire day was EAT?? NOT EVEN THAT BUT YOU HAD A WHOLE CHRISTMAS EVE DINNER TOO THE NIGHT BEFORE HXJSKSKS OSAMU DOES NOT PLAY GAMES WHEN IT COMES TO CHRISTMAS

⌗ atsumu invites himself over as usual and there's chaos in the kitchen of course..

⌗ "OUTTA THE WAY 'SAMU, I WANNA DECORATE COOKIES TOO!!"

⌗ "if you don't quit whinin' right now 'tsumu, i'm gonna beat yer ass and toss ya out in the snow."

⌗  bantering aside, the cookies were super pretty?? they tasted heavenly too, cookies from scratch go hard and whatever recipe those two were taught.. yum

⌗ osamu had nonalcoholic eggnog prepared for you and him to have after atsumu went home and the two of you exchanged the presents you had for one another before cuddling near the tree and fireplace for the night<3

notes. forgot to repost this before with the other reposts but it was kinda out of season.. so i waited for the holidays to blow in to fixed them up a bit and post them on here. furthermore, super sorry for the lack of activity, been working on my og wip as of late and my longer fics on wp :’) hope you understand</3

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[asoulwithadream]

Episode 1: The Robot Revolution

Here we go again.

After his tumultous first season, Ncuti Gatwa is FINALLY back (about time) playing the 15th Doctor (or 33rd, depending on how you look at it). It's been a long wait for sure, and I don't know whether to keep my hopes up or down. But as an ever-forgiving entity, it's my duty to lean positive.

What I'm looking forward too the most is watchig Varada Sethu, an actress I've never seen on screen before (*edit: so I THOUGHT), so for her my opinion is quite literally the blankest slate in the history of slates.

And without further ado, here is the year's first Live Soul Reaction:

I KNOW GIRLS AREN'T GOOD AT MATHS? HELLO?

Her name is Belinda. I don't know how to feel about that - that's the oldest lady name on this planet.

I'd love to get a star but not from Alan.

What I've noticed lately is that the TARDIS is like - ACTIVELY FLYING AROUND more. Formerely it just materialsed everywhere or only flew around in the Time Vortex I think. I guess she's in her shooting star era.

Oh she's a NURSE? Martha Jones 2.0 my beloved.

Was it your wife. I love her already.

KILT!

Is she getting abducted?? This is giving 1980s. Where are the circles in the corn.

THEY KILLED THE CAT.

MRS FLOOD IT'S HER WHAT IS SHE DOING HER HEY NOW HEY NOW I FUCKING SAW YOU YOU BITCH

Oh I like that effect.

Missbelindrachandrakind. The Missbelindrachandrabots. Fucking finally.

The fucking AI GENERATOR. What the fucking BALLS is this.

Queen Machine, if you didn't know, is actually the foremost Queen tribute band. I've seen them once. Was lit.

That's actually quite smart. I like the 9 words thing.

Girl, of COURSE she died how are you surprised Doc.

Oh, he's such a pretty crier. OH I've missed this.

THAT'S HER??

WAIT THAT'S HER??? THAT WAS HER????? THAT WAS HER?????????????

an actress I've never seen on screen before my ass - SORRY GUYS I completely lied out of my ass what the balls

Did he just reference the new Kylie Minogue song.

"Timey wimey. Am I six?" (I LOVE HER) I needed some sarcasm in my life thank god.

"AHAHAHA No." Yes you are you liar

Hey Woah Belinda what are you doing?

ALAN'S THE ROBOT??? ALAN GENERATOR HAHAHAHHAHAHHA

HELP lowkey he deserved that.

If they pull a "something is strange with Belinda" and we get a Ruby Sunday ending I'm going to throw some hands. Belinda better be a special snowflake.

"Is that what you said to Sasha." Burn. BURN. Someone's finally calling out Doctor's shit. And I'm glad it's Belinda. Hey guys who wants to join my new Missbelindachandra Fan Club

How much do we want to bet that the thing repelling the TARDIS has something to do with Mrs Flood.

Woah. Wait What.

Very like Russel T Davies to leave us on a cliffhanger. And yet, I'm not left with any major dissapointment. Maybe it was my low hopes going in to this episode, but Honestly, I did quite like it. Guys, I'm quite liking Doctor Who. DOCTOR WHO IS QUITE LIKEABLE HAHHAYEHADUGGYDKDIPEGDP

Anyhow, props to Varada, sorry for not remembering you girlie but I've been awake since 3am, my facial recognition software hasn't updated. She seems like an amazing actress, and I'm really excited to see what comes next.

Cheers!

[paunchsalazar]

hey so I really enjoyed your kyokao longfic and i was wondering what the writing process was like since im planning on writing a fanfic (first time).

did you plan anything with an outline? or did you wing it?

anyways thanks in advance (and btw im doing another reread of your fic, it's so narratively satisfying!!)

omg woah first!!! thank you so much!!! that is seriously the most touching thing to possibly hear T-T

This is going to be such a long-winded answer but I definitely did not wing it!!! apologies for the long post but I love to see behind the curtain and think about process so...

That fic was my first multi-chapter story and waaaay longer than anything else I’ve ever made… so I kinda had no idea where to start. I wanted to make a rough outline to see if it was even feasible - was there a beginning, middle, and end? Even a super hazy one? before jumping in and writing a whole long project… (I had no idea how long it would be, but knew it was definitely longer than a few thousand words.)

it started as a timeline - trying to keep track of all the canon events via bonus chapters and sketches, then working to fill in the gaps with headcanons. Even though Ouran is silly, by the end they’re operating within a normal timeline lol….

After filling out a lot of the timeline with headcanons then organizing them in chronological order.. started to see the plot/opportunities for change - in the characters, their relationships, the state of their lives - especially with school, moving, etc. all of the above

I tried to make myself a guide to keep organized lol (totally unnecessary, but helped me keep track of things!)

the timeline started as bullet points - if there are any settings or occasions that would justify an “episode” - major holidays, group trip, etc. At least with Ouran, I tried to play around with the settings - The host club has unlimited resources which is a rare luxury… but wanted to keep in the realm of what they might do + think about fancy rich people things they hadn’t yet covered “on screen”

From there, it went to sub-bullet points, then trying to nail down each beat I'd want to cover - through narration or dialogue

It's hard to pin it down but sometimes certain moments - a visual, an exchange of dialogue - play out really clearly in my head… so would occasionally find that moment and then reverse engineer what would lead to that, then follow the thread to where it would potentially go…

Usually went in chronological order or at least made a list of beats all the way through, but then would jump back and forth to fix little things or add in details I realized needed to move sooner/be foreshadowed…

Outline/timeline > beats > rough draft > going line by line to edit + then hopping around to fix things accordingly

I had a lot of different docs... just because they get so big

+ I like to put unfinished things in blue (or any color, I like blue because red feels more negative to me lol) and then change them to black when they feel "locked" or at least like they're functioning. It helps me keep track of how much is left to do + makes it easier to find spots that need attention!

+ also like to have a "cutting room" document for everything I cut/don't know where to put/is redundant in case I want to use it for later, or even just to try to see what I was going for!! I've found it to come in handy down the line

Here are some examples of the WIP bullet points/blurbs lol... I also like to make "off-screen" notes to myself just to keep in mind, I did have a friend beta-reading some parts, but kinda do this for myself anyway just to keep it in mind.

From there it was just writing and rewriting... I usually go through a scene from the beginning and read until something trips me up, try to either fix it or make note of what the intention was and then go on to the next beat. I went chapter by chapter, in order, and tried to get each locked before going on to the next one.

Should also note that this fic took me a long time!! And I wasn't working on it with a super set schedule. It was purely for fun, so I just worked on it when I felt like it (and as it grew, I found myself wanting to work on it more and more! so it was exciting more than a chore).

I talked to friends about it, even if just kinda laughing about headcanons or jokes, and had a few people read through the beats and a few scenes to see if it flowed/if the dialogue sounded in character!

+ I did a lot of revisiting the source material or even just watching a clip when I felt like I was losing their voices. Idk if it was that successful... but it helped to keep them in mind!!

Anyway... I can only speak for what works for me! and I think a lot of these habits are coming from my storyboarding workflow.

Writing is so personal and there is bound to be trial and error!! I hope that you have so much fun writing, whatever approach you take!!!!!

Also what thank you so much for reading my fic at all and for your kindness!! If you ever publish your fic, please send me a link!!! even if it is ages from now!!!!!

[rubin-therubix-loverofblorbos]

CARMEN SANDIEGO INCORRECT QUOTES ULTIMATE EDITION! {WARNING! THERE ARE SHIPS. NO ELABORATION}

Shadowsan: I didn't drink that much last night. Carmen: You were flirting with Chase. Shadowsan: So what? They're my partner. Carmen: You asked if they were single. Carmen: And then you cried when they said they weren't.

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Zack: Hey, Carmen you're smart, tell me what would happen if I chugged 3 gallons of chloroform. Carmen: Have you ever been to a mortuary? Zack: Yea, my grandma lives there. Julia: That is the worst response to that question.

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Zack: I may be stupid. The Squad: … Zack: Oh, did you think I was going to finish that sentence?

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Hideo: Suhara, what are you doing? Shadowsan: Making chocolate pudding. Hideo: It's four in the morning, why are you making chocolate pudding? Shadowsan: Because I've lost control of my life. Shadowsan: Here's your pudding, Julia. Julia: Oh that's okay, I'm not hungry anymore.

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Hideo: Do you ever get pre-annoyed? Like you already know someone is going to piss you off? Carmen: What? No, I— Chase: enters room Hideo: jaw clenches

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Carmen: Go on, give Zack a compliment. Ivy: How do you expect me to do that? Player: Just say something that you wish someone would say to you. Ivy: Uhh… You are now unbanned from Free Ham Sandwich Day! Zack, sobbing: Nobody’s ever said that to me before!

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Chase: holding a salt packet It’s just a little sodium chloride. Julia: Actually Chase, it’s salt. Chase: That’s what I said, sodium chloride. Julia: Uh Chase, that would be salt. Julia: takes salt packer from Chase This is iodized table salt, which in addition to sodium chloride contains anti-caking agents and potassium iodate, which is added to prevent iodine deficiency. So not only are you being overly pretentious by insisting on using scientific terminology for everyday items, you are factually wrong. Your arrogance is your downfall, you annoying little shit.

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Shadowsan, holding an antique bottle: Is this whiskey or perfume? Zack: grabs and chugs the entire bottle Zack: Zack: It's perfume.

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Chase: The universe is cold and unfeeling. The only constant is chaos. Julia: Was that place out of chocolate-chip pancakes again?

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Professor Maelstrom: Dr. Bellum, are you drinking… drinking hydrogen peroxide?! Dr. Bellum: It says H2O2! That means it’s the sequel to water!

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Brunt: You disgust me. Cleo: eating a kitkat sideways I realize this and don’t care.

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Brunt: looks over Dr. Bellum’s shoulder at their laptop What the fuck? Dr. Bellum: slams screen shut It’s just research! For something I’m writing about! I swear that’s it! Brunt: Why the hell would that involve the breeding habits of frogs? Dr. Bellum: It’s not just “frogs”, it’s the Surinam Toad. And it’s not “breeding habits”, it’s how they raise their young. This is important information my audience needs to know! Brunt: That doesn’t change the fact this is for one line in a fanfiction. Dr. Bellum, offendedly: You don’t know that! Brunt: I hear no denial.

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Dr. Bellum: This food is too hot… I cant eat it. Cleo: You’re very hot, and I still eat you. Everyone at the table: silence Brunt: YOU GUYS ARE DISGUSTING! Professor Maelstrom: One dinner… I just want ONE DINNER!

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Dr. Bellum: When I first got my autism diagnosis, my first thought was “woah… it’s canon” and I think that maybe thoughts like that is why Cleo made me get tested.

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Professor Maelstrom: Is Cleo always like this when they lose? Dr. Bellum: Oh, yes. You should've been there for the Great Jenga Tantrum of 2015. Cleo: You bumped that table and you know it!

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Cleo: Love is weakness and an evolutionary mistake. Brunt: You are literally making a Valentine’s day card for Dr. Bellum. Cleo, pointing their hot glue gun towards Brunt: You’re on thin fucking ice.

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Dr. Bellum is shopping with Cleo Dr. Bellum: Can I get a silenced pistol? Cleo: If there’s one on sale.

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Dr. Bellum: I think I mostly want to see what happens when this whole place breaks apart.

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Professor Maelstrom: You use humor to deflect your trauma. Brunt: Awww, thanks- Professor Maelstrom: That’s not a good thing. Brunt: All I’m hearing is that you think I’m funny.

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Dr. Bellum: How petty can you get? Cleo: I once edited a Wikipedia article to win an argument I was wrong about.

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Dr. Bellum: I drink to forget but I always remember. Professor Maelstrom: You're drinking orange juice.

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Carmen: You lying, cheating, piece of shit! Ivy: Oh yeah? You’re the idiot who thinks you can get away with everything you do. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD Carmen: I’m leaving you, and I’M TAKING ZACK WITH ME Shadowsan, picking up the monopoly board: I think we’re gonna stop playing now.

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Carmen, setting down a card: Ace of spades Ivy, pulling out an Uno card: +4 Zack, pulling out a Pokémon card: Jolteon, I choose you Shadowsan, trembling: What are we playing

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Carmen: Dammit, Zack! Zack: What?! It wasn’t me! Carmen: Sorry, force of habit. Dammit, Ivy! Ivy: Not me either. Carmen: Oh...Then who set the house on fire? Shadowsan: whistles

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Vlad: You should really cover your webcam with something, what if someone's watching? Boris: Huh, really? I probably have a sticker or something if that would do. Vlad: Sure, sure- Vlad: ...Why do you have a sticker of me? Boris: Oh, it's just one of the spares. Vlad: ...Spares?

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Boris: *running towards Vlad with open arms* Vlad: *moves out of the way* Boris: Hey, why'd you move?! Vlad: I thought you were going to attack me. Boris: I was going to hug you! Vlad: Why would you hug me? Boris: WHY WOULD I ATTACK YOU!?

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Boris: As top in this relationship, I think we should- Vlad: I can't believe you're pulling rank on me.

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Boris: Cheers to our new "YAKT". Vlad: the "c" is silent. Boris, staring out at the horizon: Yes, it's very tranquil. You're right.

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Vlad: Wow, Boris, you want to hold my hand before marriage? How awfully lewd of you. Boris: We literally slept together yesterday. Vlad: That's NOTHING compared to the lewdness of holding hands.

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Hacker: Remember, when burying a body, make sure to cover it with endangered plants so it’s illegal to dig up! Hacker: Make sure to follow me for more gardening tips!

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Ivy, seeing a banana on the car seat: What the FUCK?? Ivy, buckling the banana up: Fucking buckle UP, it’s the LAW!

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Zack: Well, needless to say. Uh-oh Spaghetti-os.

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Zack: Wait, if baby oil dissolves condoms, what does it do to babies? Shadowsan: Believe it or not, babies and condoms are made of different materials. Carmen: It’s like rock paper scissors. Baby oil defeats condom, baby defeats baby oil, condom defeats baby. Ivy: Rock also defeats baby.

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Chase: I am a responsible adult! Julia: raises brow Chase: I am an adult.

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Ivy, grinning: Before you were what? Julia: Before I was- Ivy: What? Julia: Before I was inter- Ivy: Before you were interrupted? Julia: Cut me off one more time and I swear I'll- Ivy: What? Julia: makes frustrated sound Shadowsan, nervously: Stop that. Before they hurt you.

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Ivy: Where are you going? Hideo: To either get ice cream or commit a felony. I'll decide on the way.

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Shadowsan: I only have two emotions: exhaustion and stress. And I’m somehow always feeling both simultaneously.

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Chase: Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming? Shadowsan: Can everyone in this godforsaken group please learn the skill called "Think Before You Speak"? Ivy: Ya know… it might be.

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Zack: I was going to suggest we do Marilyn Monroe and JFK roleplay, but I’d get way too into it. Dash Haber: What- how? Zack: You’d be like “come to bed … Mr. President” and I’d be like, “I need to increase the amount of American military advisors in South Vietnam by a factor of 18.”

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Young Shadowsan: I am a ninja. Young Hideo: No, you’re not. Young Shadowsan: Did you see me do that? Young Hideo: Do what? Young Shadowsan: Exactly.

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Young Hideo: Suhara-kun, you're testifying in an aggravated assault case tomorrow, and the D.A. is worried about how you'll present yourself on the stand. Young Shadowsan: Why? I'm fine on the stand! flashback to Testimony #1 Young Shadowsan: Look, I'll make this real simple so even these dumdums can understand. Young Shadowsan, to the jury: MAN DID CRIME. flashback to Testimony #2 Young Shadowsan: I'm sorry, could you make her stop doing that weird thing with her face? Defense Attorney, next to the crying defendant: …Crying? flashback to Testimony #3 Young Shadowsan: And when this is over, I'm gonna find you and I'm gonna break those little fingers. Judge: Could the witness please stop threatening the stenographer?

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Zack: Ivy, I screwed up, big time. Ivy: Zack, given your daily life experiences, you’re gonna have to be more specific.

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Shadowsan: Zack is forbidden from monologuing.

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Shadowsan: Turns on the kitchen light Zack: Sitting at the table, eating bread Shadowsan: It’s four in the morning. Zack: Turn the light back off.

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At a zoo Zack: What are they in for? Player: Zack, this isn't prison. Zack: So they can leave? Player: No, but- Zack, pointing at a meerkat: I bet that one murdered someone.

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Young Shadowsan: Fight me! Young Hideo, standing behind them and holding a knife: mouths Do not.

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Shadowsan: What’s sexting? Ivy: I'm not having this conversation with you.

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After picking Zack up from Denny's Shadowsan: I should've left you on that street corner where you were standing. Zack: But ya' didn't!

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Shadowsan: Did it hurt when you fell- Chase: From heaven? Wow, I didn’t think you were such a flirt- Shadowsan: No, I meant when you fell down the stairs. Chase: … Shadowsan: You just laid there for 15 minutes.

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Carmen: We’ve been conducting an ongoing study to see what Zack will and will not eat. Player: Grass? Yes! Carmen: Moss? Yes!! Player: Leaves? Ohh, yes! Carmen: Shoelaces? Strange but true! Player: Worms? Sometimes! Carmen: Rocks? Usually nah. Player: Twigs? Usually! Carmen: Ivy's cooking? Inconclusive! Julia: How did you… test this? Carmen: You just hand them stuff and say ‘eat this’ and if he eats it, he eats it. Julia: … I don’t know how to feel about this. Ivy: IS THAT WHERE ALL MY SPARE SHOELACES WENT?

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Chase: I’ve been here in jail so long I think I’ve lost my mind. Chase: The days turn into weeks, weeks turn into months. Chase: How long have I been in here now? Almost a year? Shadowsan: This is Monopoly.

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Carmen: Holding up a picture of a seemingly young anime girl WHO IS SHE?! IS SHE TWELVE?! Player: No! She's a thousand years ol- Carmen: Plays the reverse card on Uno Online Player: NO! NOOOOOOOOOO-!

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Zack: There is no i in happyness… Chase: There is if you fucking spell it right.

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Roundabout: That's not funny. Dr Bellum: I thought it was funny. Roundabout: You don't count. You started laughing in the middle of a funeral because you started thinking of a meme you saw on Facebook.

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Prof. Maelstrom: What do we say when life disappoints us? Countess Cleo: Called it! Prof. Maelstrom: No.

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Dr Bellum: Can you name a single city in Oklahoma? Coach Brunt: Oklahoma City, bitch!

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Dr Bellum: Look, I know we don’t always see eye to eye but— Coach Brunt: That's because you're too short to do so. Dr Bellum: …Listen here you fucking—

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playing twister Coach Brunt: Right hand red. Countess Cleo: ends up on top of Dr Bellum Dr Bellum: You're doing this on purpose, aren't you? Coach Brunt: I stopped spinning like 15 minutes ago. Honestly, I'm surprised you didn't notice.

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Prof. Maelstrom: Is it still visible? Where Lady Dokuso slapped me? Roundabout: Your face looks like a don't walk signal. Coach Brunt: Your face looks like a photo negative for the hamburger helper box. Countess Cleo: A palm reader could tell Lady Dokuso's future by looking at your face. Dr Bellum: The phrase 'talk to the hand cause the face ain't listening' doesn't work for you, because the hand is your face. Prof. Maelstrom: …A simple 'yes' would've sufficed.

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Dr Bellum, to Countess Cleo: We had a date! Dr Bellum: aggressively points to Hello Kitty Coloring Book

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Roundabout: So, how long have you and Countess Cleo been together? Lady Dokuso: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Countess Cleo and I are not together. No. No. Roundabout: Really? Sixteen ‘nos’? Really?

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Coach Brunt: Gunnar told me that brown is just navy orange, and I have never been more disappointed with something I agree with.

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Tigress: I know you love them. El Topo: I am not in love with Jean-Paul! Tigress, staring at El Topo: I never said who… El Topo: realizes El Topo: Shit. Well, anyways-

Hacker: Uhh.. Mime Bomb just asked if we want to… Hacker: “Fell the mighty before their time and display their carcasses in our homes?” Neil the Eel, not even looking up from their phone: They’re asking if you wanna cut down Christmas Trees. Hacker: Oh, that makes more sense.

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Tigress, working at McDonald's: Sorry sir, we don't serve a McFuck here, so either you throw that one slice of pickle out or we're gonna have a McProblem.

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Paper Star: Hey guys, what are your favorite kinds of pudding? Tigress: Pudding deez nuts in your mouth? Is that what you were about to say? Do you gain joy from tricking your innocent cohorts? What if I actually wanted to tell you about my favorite pudding?

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Hacker: I have a problem. Tigress: Kill it. Hacker: Can you chill for like, two seconds?

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Paper Star: Why are you wearing glasses? Neil the Eel: Errr…reading…? Paper Star: Reading? Paper Star: I didn’t know you could read.

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El Topo: Can you please just apologize to Neil? Le Chevre: Fine, but I have to warn you that this may make me a nicer, better person and that is not who you feel in love with.

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Carmen: What's an orgasm?

Ivy: When you fold paper to look like birds and shit.

Zack: That's oregano bitch.

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Player: Sorry I was late I was zoomed in on Google Maps following a river from source to mouth.

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Player and Carmen are texting

Player: You're only gonna catch feelings and get hurt

Carmen: But she's. So funny

Player: So are clowns. Do you see me texting Chuck E Cheese everyday

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Shadowsan: OKAY, YOU KNOW WHAT?! TIME OUT! GET ON TOP OF THE FRIDGE! GET UP THERE! Carmen: Climbing THIS HOUSE IS A FUCKING NIGHTMARE!!!

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Zack: I don’t remember that. Chase: Do you remember that night last week when you slept in a revolving door? Zack: …No. Chase: Okay, do you remember when you were chased by those wild dogs for two miles? Zack: Not especially, no. Chase: It was in between those two things.

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Carmen: Make no mistake. Not only am I party rocking, but I am also in the house tonight. Ivy: But are you shuffling? Carmen: Everyday. Shadowsan: What language are you two speaking??

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Brotherly Bickering going on here

Shadowsan: I intend to stay pissed at you forever. Shadowsan: Even if I seem helpful. Hideo: Then you're in luck. Hideo: Because you don't.

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Zack: I love cooking breakfast. It makes the whole house smell like bacon. Shadowsan: That’s true, but it also smells like fire and panic. Zack: You and the smoke detector need to get off my case.

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Zack: Why do you act like we’re three year olds? Shadowsan, exasperated: WHY?!? Shadowsan points at Ivy: YOU TRIED TO HYJACK A CAR! Shadowsan points at Chase: YOU NEARLY JUMPED 20 FEET OFF A CARPARK! Shadowsan points at Zack: AND YOU ATE MULTIPLE DRIED LEAVES AND ROCKS OFF THE GROUND! Shadowsan: AND YOU ASK ME WHY????

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Zack: Reverse tooth fairy where you leave money under your pillow and the tooth fairy comes and leaves you a bunch of teeth. Ivy: Why? Zack, shaking a bag of teeth: Just because.

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Shadowsan: What's this? Chase, hugging Shadowsan: Affection! Shadowsan: Disgusting. Shadowsan: …Do it again.

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Maelstrom: That's a nice arguement, Brunt. Why don't you back it up with a source? Brunt: My source is that I made it the fuck up!

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Maelstrom: Time sensitive question how flirt boy. Saira: Throw rocks at he. Brunt: Hot Dogs. Cleo: Kill him. Maelstrom: Thanks guys.

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Boris: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos- Vlad: I wrote you a poem. Boris, already crying: You did?

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Boris: Wow, they really hate us. Vlad: Yes, perhaps they’re homophobic. Boris: But we’re not gay, Vlad. Vlad: Boris: Vlad: We’re not?

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Zack: Two bros! Zack: Chillin' in a hot tub! Zack: Zero feet apart 'cause we're GAY AS FUCK!

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Dash: I want to kiss you. Zack, not paying attention: What? Dash: I said if you die, I wont miss you.

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Dash walking into the kitchen and seeing all their limes peeled: Zack, I love you but, what the h-e-double FUCK. Zack, sipping coffee happily: I love you too :)

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Neil : Mimebomb and I are no longer friends. Mimebomb, Signing: NEIL THAT IS THE WORST WAY TO TELL PEOPLE THAT WE’RE DATING!

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Neil and Mimebomb are in Paris. Neil : I'm…moved. I…I don't know what it is I'm feeling right now. I feel…destiny? Mimebomb, Signing: But… Neil : I don't know what it is. I feel like… I just never thought I'd see it with my own two eyes. And here it is. It's just there. It's right in front of me, and… Mimebomb, Signing: This is what you wanted to see? The bridge from Inception? Neil : Yeah. Mimebomb, Signing: But the Eiffel Tower is behind us, babe. Neil : Yeah, but this is the bridge FROM INCEPTION. Mimebomb, Signing: Okay, alright.

AND THAT''S THE END. Or is it....?

[mr-glorbiezzz]

🩸and give me ALL

Woah! okay i’ll do all the ones i remember right now (may edit it later if i remember more)

Edd, my beloved Edd. I didnt draw it (mostly cause i forgot oopies), but he has an engagement ring from his late fiancé he ALWAYS wears. He would probably have to be sedated if he ever lost that.

Lady! One of my royal lesbians. What’s funny is that this exact question happens in her story! Reina (her girlfriend) is put to death after their affair is aired out, and Lady unfortunately ends it all not even a day after. Reina is Lady’s WHOLE world, losing her is worse than any death in her book.

Lorraine! She’s in Edd’s story, abd i havent drawn her yet, but her someone is, funnily enough, Edd! Despite how much they actually do bicker, she grew to love him (familial love, she’s 13 years older than him) and would genuinely lost it if he died.

Ernest! Ough, my poor guy. Unfortunately, his someone has looooonnngggggg passed. He’s a walking corpse from the 1800-1910s, and he wakes up in the modern world without his lover! Again, horrible fate, exceot, unlike Lady, he can’t die

Abigail! Abigail doesnt have a someone, butt she DOES have a someTHING. The sweater she wears in her official design is from her aunt. The only person who was willing to let her live without children or marriage or romance!

Thinking i forgot basically all my ocs

Oh!

Marley!!! Marley’s thing is a comic gifted from his brother! Her brother had been forced to cut off contact with Marley after they moved to New York. That comic is basically the only possession Marley will never sell, no matter how bad off they are

Finally (cause i cant remember any others right now), Dina! Dina’s thing, at first, was a dress from her ex that she ADORED. She’d always wear that dress while singing, dancing, even lounging at home! Then, it was Marley (after she stopped flirting with her for fun), cheesy i know. Dina knows. Dina’s family knows. MARLEY knows. But it’s a genuine, heart-sinking feeling on if something happened ti Marley, what then?

Rhank you very much for this ask, grease! I had fun thinking about my ocs a little more

[stickkitty]

AvA/AvM Characters

The Characters Belong to Alan Becker. Under here is a mix of Canon, Headcanon, AU, and Fanon. This will be edited from time to time, so beware of changes! Some characters are technically my OCs: Amaryllis, Maroon, Ivory, Cali, and Coco. I give anyone permission to use these four characters as their own if they want to.

UPDATE on how this will work from now on: ALL charcters HCs will go here. That means this place may get big.

COLOR GANG:

CG = Color Gang and does NOT include Purple. SG = Stick Gang, which includes Purple. The fighting stickfigures have the same creator. They love to fight as a sport and hobby. They view each other as friends, not siblings.

"Orange" The Second Coming The Chosen One’s Return Becker: (They/Star/Any/All) (Woah long name :0) Would rather be called Orange to fit in with the CG. They are seen as the older sibling despite being the youngest.

They have Type 2 Narcolepsy. TSC can not get sick since they are an antivirus. Nobody can delete or kill TSC permanently. TSC is immortal and will live until the internet stops existing. They use (sometimes invisible) text to communicate.

[Real Creationday: Oct 2]

Green 1 Stickfighter: (He/She - Male) Can sometimes have a big ego and would also try to act cool. He can be aggressive sometimes. He is a weeb (as in Anime Fan). He is the oldest of the CG. [Fake Creationday: January 12]

Red 1 Stickfighter: (He, Ki, Paw, Mew/Meow/Purr/Purrs/Catself - Male) Mew is a silly goofy goober. Red is energetic, extroverted, reckless, kindhearted, and can get carried away easily. Mew is small but strong. Mew goes to the Willcraft Monster School on Saturdays and is still friends with Yellow Team. Mew hates being called a baby or cute. Mew’s the second youngest. Purr fangs come from the first Herobrine possession and purr white eye came from the second (both characteristics are not my ideas). [Fake Creationday: July 16]

Yellow 1 Stickfighter: (They - Male) They are nicknamed "Yelly" by Blue. They are calm most of the time. They are very curious to the point where it is extremely dangerous. They are "twins" with Blue (created on the same day). [Real (?) Creationday: March 30]

Blue 1 Stickfighter: (He/They/She - Male) They are nicknamed "Bluey" by Yellow (No, not like the Australian dog). They are peaceful most of the time, hesitates to fight, and usually surrenders if fighting can be avoided. Unless they are fighting for fun. [Fake Creationday: March 30]

Other Characters (NOT Color Gang):

Purple Blossom Myosotis Monarch: (She, They, Flo/Wer, Fae, +neos - Female) She owns a kitty she named Petal (my sticksona). When King adopted her, she kept her old last name (Orchid) and now also has her new last name from King (Monarch), giving her two last names. [Fake Birthday: April 1 - Fake Creationday: February 29]

King Monarch: (He - Male) He came from a game of a kingdom and he was the king. He went to the Outernet after his game was gone. This is inspired by him wearing a crown while Princess wore the silly glasses in The King episode. I interpreted this of him remembering his king days. He was good at being a tough and organized ruler when he became a king again in Minecraft because of past experience. [Fake Birthday: August 19]

Princess Monarch: (He/She - Female) His soul is attached to Minecraft ever since the incident. In fact, he was the one who drew the chalk animations when his dad (King) got sucked into the white void. When the chalk drawing showed King hitting Princess, it is because destroying Minecraft was destroying Princess, since she and Minecraft are now the same thing. Gold is unable to see outside of Minecraft, so he can't visit King when he is not in the game. His ability to know when and which players join the game and in which server is useful, because then he always knows when King and/or CG is in the game. [Fake Birthday: April 5]

Queen Monarch: (She - Female) She was the queen in a game while King was the king. She is trying to find her daughter, Princess, but she doesn’t know where he went ever since the “incident” happened. [Fake Birthday: June 8]

Royal Blue Myosotis: (He) He wanted to train Purple to protect herself after The Disintegration, but he went too far. [Fake Creationday: February 29]

Sakura Orchid Myosotis: (She - Female) The animator who created her family’s animation made multiple animations. One of the animations shows Sakura’s life with her parents and sister. Sakura reincarnated a few years after her death, but into what? You will have to find out in my comics (that I haven’t made yet). [Fake Creationday: February 29]

Sister = “Amara” Amaryllis Stripes Myosotis. Mother = Pearl Myosotis. Father = Rose Myosotis.

The Chosen One Becker: (He/Moon - Female) He is extremely introverted. He is not always serious and has a silly side to him (as seen in the episode "Wanted"). Moon doesn’t know how to behave in society and moon is not exactly what you would think of a stick called "The Chosen One.” He prefers just being called “Chosen” or “Cho” than his full name or his acronym (TCO). [Real Creationday: March 15]

The Dark Lord Becker: (She/Sun - Male) Prefers being called her full name. Only Chosen gets to shorten her name to Dark, Dark Lord, or Darky. She doesn’t like anybody calling her by her acronym, TDL, not even Chosen. She is extremely destructive and violent, but she has a heart (although it’s quite small). She is very extroverted. Befriended Ghost after death. Sun has mixed feelings for Chosen. [Real Creationday: October 4]

Victim/Vic/Ghost: (Xe/Voi - Agender) Xe is the original victim from AvA1. The clones revived, but Ghost stayed dead. Xe is friends with Mitsi, Sakura, and The Dark Lord. Xe doesn’t know TSC and TCO are their clones. Xe figured out that two clones revived into Freedom and Skye, so xe watches them two sometimes. [Real Creationday: June 3 - Same with the clones]

Victim Skye Rocket Smith: (Xe/Cloud) Xe hates being called "Victim" because of trauma. Xe changed xer name to Skye, because it means Cloudy, Mist, or Winged. It matches xem, because xe fell from the sky and when they arrived it was cloudy and misty. Winged could also tie back to xem having little angel wings when emotional. Also the sky is blue and xe like that color. And xer color is dark gray, which is like a dark cloudy sky. [Real Creationday: June 3]

Mitsi Smith: (Xe/She - Female) Xe is a good communicator, extroverted, caring, and loves to dance. She dislikes Skye for what xe has become. [Real Creationday: March 15]

Mercenaries: Striker Smith (He), Ballista Android (They/He/She), Hazard Sign (He), Primal Arrow (She/They/He/It)

Corn Dog Guy: (He/They - Male) (Acronym: CDG) He is friends with King. He has a wife named Cali Gold and a child named Coconut (nicknamed Coco). [Real Creationday: March 15]

Reuben: Ki is the PIG! Ki gets a separate info thing because ki deserves it and you can't change my mind. Reuben is Red's Pig. Ki is married with another pig named Ruby. The piglets are Rosie, Reuben Jr, and Rebecca. For now, they are just pigs.

Musical Chicken: Ki is the Musical Chicken!! Ki also deserves a separate info thing that you can’t change my mind about!! Ki is the chicken from Note Block Concert. Ki kept kins potion of musicality effects forever. Idk how ki just did.

Freedom Guy: (He/She) The stick who made the website about ending stick slavery in AvA3.

The One: (She - Female) AvG thumbnail stick. She was created by an AvA fan who really liked The Chosen One, so they created an OC based off moon. She was uploaded to DeviantArt, sending her to the Outernet.

The [Selected]: (They - Nonbinary) Made by the same person who made The One. The person was obsessed with Undertale and Deltarune at the time, so they a stick OC based off of them. They were uploaded to DeviantArt, sending them to the Outernet.

Space: (He/She/Star/It) The other Tsc with the cowpoke hat in AvE. He loves math, science, and coding. He likes to learn as much as possible.

Pencil: (They/It) Helps Orange and Alan with animating. They are the pencil stickmen Orange make. Can have multiple bodies at once with one mind. Like a hivemind. When they get erased, their mind just goes back into the pencil.

Greenscreen: (💥/👁️‍🗨️/🪐/one) 💥 will become not a video every once in a while to hang out with CG. 💥 is forgiving to a degree.

Birthdays in Order (Mostly So I can Keep Track Easily):

Green, Sakura, Purple, Chosen + CDG + Mitsi, Yellow + Blue, Gold, Cobalt, Skye, Queen, Red, King, Jade (my OC), Second, Dark,

Oh and I'm last lol

[fratricideknight]

RI WHATS YOUR TOP3 ALBUM OF BTS ?! i desperately wanna know

THIS ASK IS FREAKING EVIL WHAT THE HELL???????? (love it though thank you) uaghghghhhhhh including solo albums as well would tear me to pieces, so i'll stick to group albums. (also i'm listening to born singer as i read this and trying not to sobbbb)

honestly. love yourself 轉 tear is absolutely incredible. like. actually. every single song is an absolute banger. not to mention, the first album (not just bts) i ever received. but ly: her gives me insane nostalgia as well bc it was the album that released around the time i joined the fandom, even though i'd listened to bs&t and save me and stuff before that. AND IT'S SO UNDERRATED!!!!! the summer vibes are immaculate give my girl her props!! the entire ly series is insaneeee but i'm gonna choose love yourself: tear. even though it's tearing me apart wth

of the hyyh albums, young forever seems like the best choice bc it compiles some of the best songs (though i hate that a couple get left behind ;_;) and!! it has young forever (the song) aka the song that makes me wanna live and die every time i hear it. plus butterfly prologue mix and house of cards full length edition. they did not have. to do that. ;_; overall the vibes of the hyyh albums are freaking UNMATCHED. nothing ever can touch them tbh. i remember listening to baepsae, dope, and fire back to back when i first got into them haha, and then discovering the rest was... an experience. my soul leaves my body listening to hyyh to this day

they just. they have so many amazing albums. not at least mentioning the map of the soul albums, wings/you never walk alone, dark & wild, be, and the japanese albums feels like a crime. but listen. we've gotta go back to the start for the last pick. skool luv affair. back-to-back bangers. just. woah. those seven kids did not have to go that hard. like. just one day? tomorrow? spinebreaker? but also!!!! o!rul8,2? ;;;____;;;; we on, if i ruled the world, coffee, attack on bangtan????????? 2 cool 4 skool is also full of bangers tbh but it only includes three fully-fledged songs so.. but i cannot choose between skool luv affair and o!rul8,2? just. the kids they were back then deserved so much more than they got. so much more. the industry failed them so badly. i will choke with my own hands every exec who had a hand in (actively or not) holding them back when they were that good and should have been recognised. the sheer hatred i feel towards everyone who screwed them over (and continues to screw them over) cannot be put into words

tl;dr: love yourself 轉 tear, the most beautiful moment in life: young forever, skool luv affair/o!rul8,2?

basically i am feral and this isn't even a ranking, really, just me screaming and crying about their albums bc they're ALL good and that fact makes me AHHHHHH. i'm so freaking happy bts exists. that they found each other. also i'm catching up with new releases after taking a break from bangtan, and the solo albums are so good??????? I'M LOSING IT THEY'RE SO GOODDDDDDD AJFJDKSFMDSKMFD i just need a jin solo album now please please pleaseeeeeeeee ofc if he doesn't want to work on music the instant he comes back from the army, i fully support that!!! i would cherish a full album though... the astronaut awakened feelings i didn't know i had within me and i .

[androgynousgardenfan]

I'm reading this fic rn and ngl it's the first fic to make me feel so uncomfortable...uncomfortable as in, "woah! my early childhood hitting me like a log! nice...!" it has heavy themes of like-poverty and delusion, like the delusional behavior is insane in this. and the father being super accurately portrayed as a single father raising a child in poverty who raises his kid with the delusion that one day they'll meet the love of his life and they'll live happily ever after. the dad had a one night stand with a woman who had the same physical features as the man he loved, so that his kid could look like his and the man he loves kid. insane. HE. FUCKING. KILLS. the mom after she gives birth and then does the whole raising the kid thing. and the connection between the two is so...obsessive...the boy only wants to be around his dad no one else and the dad gets jealous when the boy talks about kids at school. WHAT. that's barely snippets of the weird and uncomfortably realistic stuff in this fic.

edit: immediately after posting this i went to the fic and went to look for a new one bc it was making me so uncomfortable lmao >.<

[curiouskurona]

i could write an essay ( i probably have if u put all my rants to friends together sbjcjsncja ) but . ill condense some of my main gripes into some simple / quick bullet points ( edit : lol )

rue and mytho should NOT have ended up togethar . i could get into it but these are supposed to be short bullet points ajdnjca . edit : my other bullet points got long too so nevermind ill just say it sjxjcka . they dont actually love eachother , at least not romantically , if at all . rue was abused and manipulated by the raven into believing that no one could possibly love her besides mytho , shes super dependent on him emotionally and spent most of her time with him treating him liek a doll , he was her pet boyfriend . the ending feels liek mytho feels obligated to be with her , hes liek woah she really loves me , i should make her happy and be with her , i want to protect her . heres tha thing tho : mytho is not owed to rue because shes sad . he is not a consolation prize . shes had a hard life and i feel for her but their relationship is not healthy . so is mytho just supposed to walk on eggshells around her for tha rest of his lief ? is he supposed to cater to her and stay by her forever because shes obsessed with him ? no . she needs therapy . she needs friends . it was so good seeing her with ahiru , i wish they expanded on that friendship moare . she needs to separate from mytho , who shes been clinging onto all this time . she needs to realize that other people can and will love her , that shes not a monster , and that her behavior towards mytho was absolutely unacceptable . mytho could be friends with her after a while but they absolutely need time apart and he absolutely deserves to live for himself , not to live for this really sad girl who needs him for her to be happy . also i know hes a fictional character turned real boy and he doesnt age , at least not without his heart ( maybe he'll age from here on out ? ) but does NO ONE ELSE find it creepy that rue met him when she was liek . a toddler . 5 or 6 years old at tha most . and mytho was already 14 - 16 . i get it he was in a fugue state and he doesnt really have a ' real ' age but . feels weird scoob

mytho should not have gone back into the story . he should have gotten to liek . be a person . instead they shove him right back into the story to keep playing the part he was given and keep being this perfect prince ?? what ???? i thought everyone was supposed to BREAK their roles . not mytho i guess . he has to ride off into the sunset with someone who kept him as a pet boyfriend for most of her time with him . nah , mytho should have stayed out of the book and been given a chance to discover himself , get a hobby , rest . let him stop fighting . let him be a person . please

fakir ( and rue but i alteady talked about her , this bullet point is about fakir ) should have apologized . i know tha fandom loves to kiss his ass but he straight up textbook abused mytho [ this cannot be waved away by ' oh but mytho didnt feel anything so its okay ' because fakir specifically refrences that he knows mytho is getting his feelings back as early as tha first shard , and his behavior does not change . it might have even gotten worse ] and the only thing he said about that was a halfhearted " yeah ive been kind of a jerk huh " to no one in particular at the end . hello . i dont hate him and i know hes had his struggles too , they all have . but i wish he got ANY repercussions for his actions . hes pretty much completely off the hook for the way he acted , narratively and through most of the fandom's reception . oh boo hoo mytho was drunk off ravens blood that was forced upon him and in a different state of mind he yelled at fakir . thats the most fakir has ever had to deal with from mytho ( he actually hasnt gotten ANY kind of flack from mytho that wasnt because of the ravens blood ) and its unsatisfying . he and mytho need to talk about everything that happened . fakir needs to say sorry

not a huge gripe / im not that upset about this , but in my ideal ending ahiru should have been able to be a human . if fakir can write all these things to make everything better couldnt there have been a way for her to stay a girl , even if she couldn't be Princess Tutu anymoare ? i know i know , " true self " and everything . shes really a duck , yes . but isnt she " really " a girl , too ? wasnt that time she spent as ahiru part of her as well ? mytho isnt " really " a person , but he is . ahiru isnt " really " a girl , but she is . i want her to be human , if thats what she wants

ive written enough ajdjxjkxkxa ill end it there . i love love LOVE Princess Tutu , but that ending . . . was NOT it

Anime Question : 2

[wickeddruig]

Roomies

pairings: steve harrington x fem!reader

summary: you’re roommates with steve harrington and you both are in love with the other but neither of you know it

warnings: edited as always, angst, fingering, sex, unprotected sex

in the late 80s it wasn’t particularly normal for your roommate not to be the same sex as you. it was kind of looked down upon but for you, you had no other choice. your parents had just put you out because you decided to not go to college, another thing that’s looked down upon. and your roommate, steve was the only other person your age that you could find to room with. he also had decided to not go to college and he had a job at family video.

at first you two agreed you’d stay there just to get back on your feet but then you realized that you both quite liked living together. it was really convenient where you stayed and it wasn’t like you argued. you both got along well and it wasn’t as terrible as other peoples roommate horror stories. actually for you it was even better but even worse at the same time. you felt like you were a married couple and at first it was so fun to have a friend you felt that close with but then you started to fall in love with him.

you were watching tv when you heard the front door close, you turned your head to see steve walking in. he threw his keys on the table at the entrance and he angrily took off his family video vest and threw it on the couch.

“woah there steve” you said looking up at him from the couch

“sorry i had a hard day”

“yeah, people angrily returning dvd’s?” you asked mocking him

he shot you a snarky grin, he knew you were mocking him. it lightened his mood a bit. the customers at family video were just extremely annoying today. you got up from the couch and walked into the kitchen

“i made you dinner” you said to him, placing your hands behind you and leaning against the counter. you fought yourself so hard not to imagine him fucking you on the kitchen counter right here right now.

“you keep spoiling me like this and i might have to marry you” he joked, you wanted to laugh but you couldn’t, it was something you wanted so bad

“cant have that now can we” you whispered, you thought he couldn’t here you. he moved closer to you, standing right in front of you

“and why can’t we” he asked tilting his head

“you know that we can’t” you were looking up at him. he was too close, you two were always in each others space but you had never been thing close before. you placed his hand on his chest, about to push him away.

“why not y/n? we already act like a damn married couple anyways” he asked you, he grabbed the hand on your chest and he held it to his heart “you feel this? it beats for you, my heart beats for you y/n”

your breathe was caught in your throat and you almost forgot how to breathe. he never said anything like this before you didn’t even know what to say. you finally made eye contact with him

“fuck it” you said before pressing your lips against his. you weren’t usually this impulse but you had to take the chance before it slipped right through your fingers.

to your surprise he kissed you back. it felt like sparks were flying. you thought that shit was only a myth. he placed his hands behind your head and deepened the kiss. you bit on his lower lip and you could’ve sworn he moaned. he moved his hands from behind your head and he placed his hands on your hips lifting you up.

good thing you were just in an oversized tee shirt, you usually wore it because steve didn’t seem to mind that you wore it and most of the time you usually put on pants before he got home but luckily you didn’t today.

you heard a belt buckle and knew it was steve unzipping his pants and as he quickly pushed them to the ground, he did the same to his boxers and you pulled away to look down and see his cock out, hard for you, he begin to stroke it.

“look how hard i am for you baby” he said “i’ve been waiting for fucking ever for this angel”

he stroked his cock as he slid your panties to the side, his dipped his fingers in your wetness and rubbing your clit causing you to immediately moan you were so sensitive at his touch. he then slipped three fingers inside you and pumped his fingers in you while using his thumb to rub your clit.

watching him rub his dick while he finger fucked you was so hot. your hands gripped the table. sometimes steve would bring girls home when you first moved in and you would always hear them moaning, he would have them screaming his name and now you knew exactly why.

“if i knew you were this tight i would’ve fucked you a long time ago” he said as he took his fingers out from inside of you and replaced it with his cock. he slowly slide inside of you

“but you didn’t” you challenged him, you wanted to see how he would react

“mouthy” he said “better hope you don’t regret that”

he placed the two fingers that were inside of you in your mouth, making you gag. he took his other hand and rubbed your clit viciously. he was still pumping inside of you. he was rough, not going easy on you at all and you appreciated that. you wanted all of him. you were going to come. you thought your first time with him you would last but he was about to make you tap out.

“fuck, steve, i’m about to come” you moaned out

“come all over this cock princess” he said to you and right on command you came, he kept pumping inside you for a bit and then he came inside of you. he knew that you were on the pill, he had seen you taking them plenty of times before.

“your dinner is probably cold” you said hopping off the counter

“you just worry about who is moving into who’s room now” he said, you thought he was really gonna run with this married couple joke.

“maybe you should move into mine” you joked

“alright” he said pulling his boxers and pants up. you thought that he was joking but then you realized he wasn’t and then you realized you had no problem with that. he grabbed your hand and then threw you over his shoulder and walked into your now shared room.

“what are you doing” you laughed

“time for round two baby” he slapped your ass, you could tell he had that stupid sexy smirk on his face.

[reynaisbetterthananyman]

𝑂𝑛𝑒, 𝑇𝑤𝑜, 𝐴𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛!

“You like boys?”

Nico DiAngelo x Male!reader

Warnings: Nothing (angst for like 1 second)

𝐴/𝑁: HEY! This is my first fic ever so like, don’t call me out if it’s trash :) be a kind soul. There is a lack of Nico x male readers fics and I physically could not handle that, so I made my own. :) The reader’s parent is Anteros! In all seriousness, I hope at least ONE person likes it! AND @chasingpj was the BIGGEST help and I love her sm so you better follow her or I’ll actually come to your house.

> Next Chapter

PSA (Please Read) Revised version here

You’ll never forget when your very own father almost caused you a heart attack. On a particular night, you were aiming to have a nice and cozy slumber to instead wake up to rustling throughout the Hermes cabin.

Grogginess filled your mind as your eyes fixated on the darkness that had taken over the room once the day was over. Laying in bed, you paused and thought for a moment, why did you wake up again? A loud whisper reached your ears, a cuss maybe.

Oh, that’s why.

The warmth you previously felt had disappeared away once you raised the silk sheets off your body and pressed your feet to the floor. Your hands trembled as you rubbed them together for warmth.

“Cheap camp heating..” you muttered, making a mental note to have Beckendorf fix your sorry excuse for a heater.

Grabbing your limited edition Britney Spears throw blanket from your bed and wrapping it around your body, you ridiculously hoped it’d act as some sort of armor. Going back to your initial aim, you started taking steps towards the center of your cabin. Once you were closer, the sound faded.

The grip you had on your blanket grew tighter as it dragged on the floor with every step you took. All of your cabin mates were still out since you turned in early for the night, leaving you alone. Your eyes darted around your cabin, searching for the origin of noises.

You bit the inside of your cheek. “What if it’s a monster?”

A sharp breath left your lungs as you entertained the thought that a monster might be near you as of now. Would you put up a fight or would you freeze in fear and let yourself get killed?

You shook your head and furrowed your brows. There was no way you were letting this monster win. It was too soon for you to die; you didn’t even complete your bucket list. Dying before kissing an Ares kid was 100% not okay.

With some newfound courage, you shoved off your blanket but yelped once the cool air reached your body.

Scrambling down, you slung your blanket back over you. “You’ll look after me, right Britney?”

You pursued your march over to the now silent sounds, but only found an empty room.

Scratching your head, you thought maybe this was one of Connor and Travis’ tricks. They must’ve been getting you back since you trapped Connor in a room with one of the Demeter girls. How were you supposed to know she’d give him poison ivy?

“Ha Ha, very funny Connor and Travis. Whatever this prank is, it has already failed. I’m not scared at all.” You smugly announced, expecting the brothers to come out and sulk about how their prank failed. But, as you waited a few seconds, you realized they weren’t coming out anytime soon. A tight feeling formed at the pit of your stomach. You turned, bracing to hide in your bed.

As you made a b-line to your bed, you were met with huge wings in your face, making you let out a scream that was 5 octaves higher than your original voice. You began swinging your blanket around at whatever was in front of you.

“Woah, hey!” A rich deep voice reached your ears as its hand grabbed your wrist. “Calm down.”

Your eyes glued shut, you refused to see whatever had grabbed you.

“Please don’t kill me!! I still haven’t seen how Britney vs Christina will play out! I have too much to live for.”

The winged being sighed and removed its hand from your arm up to your shoulder. “Y/n, open your eyes.”

Frantically shaking your head, you stayed firm. “No, I refuse to see your face when you kill me. Just spare me the tragedy.”

There was a hard flick on your forehead, causing a cry out of you. “I do not plan on killing my son.”

His son?

Your head tilted at the revelation, slowly peeking open your eyes. Once you felt safe enough to open them fully, your heart dropped at the sight of your father, Anteros.

Just like every other god of love, his appearance changed often. To you, he appeared youthful and radiant. His eyes were swirling gold that even in the darkness of the Hermes cabin, you could still see how bright they were. He had soft rosy cheeks that reminded you of the rose gardens you had back at home and his hair fell in the same way yours always did. Your eyes trailed to the large wings behind him.

They’d probably crush the entire cabin if he had presented himself in his full form.

This was your first time seeing your father. He had claimed you as soon as you arrived in camp and your mother had always told you stories, but you’d never seen him face to face before. You thought about this day for years, wondering what you would do once you had met him, but right now as he’s standing in front of you, it seems everything you’ve ever wanted to say completely slipped your mind.

Your heart was pounding, you swore anyone could hear it and the loudest squeal you’ve ever made in your life had left your body. You couldn’t help the way you threw yourself onto your father, hooking your arms around his neck and legs around his torso.

Squeezing tightly, you beamed. “I can’t believe I'm meeting you right now! I mean, it’s you, my father.”

A nervous chuckle escaped his lips followed by a cough as he steadied the both of you. “Yes, here I am. Hello. “ Pulling back, he met your eyes.

“However, as much as I’d love to catch up, that is not why I’m here. I’ve come to  give you something.”

“I get a gift too!? Awesome, I’ve known you for like 1 minute but you’re better than 99% of the dads in this camp!” You placed multiple kisses on your dad’s cheek, getting every spot.

Soft hands hooked themselves under your arms, feeling yourself getting lifted and placed back on the ground. The excitement in you was still on 10, rocking on the heels of your feet.

The cheeks of the winged god seemed rosier than normal. “Anyway.” He coughed, bringing out a flower that was nicely placed in a glass dome. “You must protect this.”

You blinked at the plant, lightly tapping around the glass while you examined it. “A flower?”

He nodded, cradling it. “It is not just any flower, it is special.” With a hand on your head, he stared you down. “Swear to me, you will do your best to protect it.”

You glanced between your father and the flower in his hand. Although this was an odd request, there was no reason for you to decline. It was from your father after all, not some scary monster who preyed on your downfall.

Shrugging, you agreed. “Sure, I swear to protect this flower for you, dad.

His body seemed to relax at your words, shoulders slouching when he released a breath. “I know you must be confused. Unfortunately, I cannot explain right now.” When he finished, you didn’t miss the loud look of distress on his face.

You wondered why this simple flower was putting him under so much stress. To you, there was nothing outright out of the ordinary with the plant. He obviously knew something you didn’t (what’s new as a demigod) and he also made it clear he wouldn’t tell you, usually meaning there’s something crazy important about this flower - this was your chance to make him proud.

Deciding to make his life easier, you waved him off with a bright smile. “Don’t worry, I’ve got it, dad!”

The hand on your head gently ruffled your hair. “I am glad that you’ve accepted so easily.” His voice was soft, his hand falling to your cheek.

“I am also glad to have met you, my son.”

You were sure you would combust with the amount of stimulation you were feeling at this moment. Finally, the biggest thing on your bucket list was checked off. Now if you were to die, because you were sure you would as a demigod, you’d die happy.

“How long are you staying?” You asked.

The tender look on his face had shifted, his gaze tearing away from yours. Ouch. It stung a bit. You knew that meant he wouldn’t be here long. Though your mother told you that as a god your father was always helping the world, he was too busy to be your dad. But you knew the world needed him too. He was a god before he was a father.

You nodded, patting his cheek. “It’s okay dad, I’m just glad to have finally met you too.”

He gave you a curt smile before taking a step back, watching you with soft eyes; His eyes briefly became cold when he spoke. “Pray to me, I’ll be here. Please, Be safe Y/n.”

With one last wave from him, you blinked back the wetness that was gathering in your eyes, watching as your father disappeared.

The cabin went silent again, an emptiness filling it and you. Sighing softly, you looked down at the item in your hand. You brought the dome up to your face, analyzing the flower inside. It hadn’t bloomed; but you figured once it did, it would mean you did a good job.

The sleepiness from earlier was returning to you, so you made your way back to your bunk, bracing yourself to sleep and thinking about the next Mariah Carey album.

You settled yourself back in bed, pulling the sheets over your head, passing out.

The night continued after that and you slept fine until the light of the sun was hitting you, making you crack your eyes open.

Squinting, you sat up in your bed disoriented for a minute, looking around the cabin, noticing what were the empty bunks, Were now occupied with your many cabin mates still sleeping.

Your eyes skimmed the incredibly cramped cabin until you caught an unfamiliar person asleep in a small bed that was scrunched in the corner. They were drowning themselves with the way they swaddled up in the blanket. You saw only a fraction of their face; it was a boy; you guessed.

Shrugging, you got up and made your bed, making sure Britney was placed generously at the end. “Good morning Brit Brit.”

After your morning ritual, you skipped out of cabin 11, running across towards the Aphrodite cabin.

You popped your head through the Barbie pink doorway and saw inside. Only Silena was up, which didn’t surprise you, but what did shock you was the irritation prevalent on her face as she muttered to herself.

“Stupid hunters, I’ll show them that love isn’t meaningless and maybe they’ll learn some proper respect.”

You stood still at the doorway, shuffling on your feet as she trudged around the pink carpet, only pausing when she passed by you. Taking a step back, she sent you a half-wave. “Oh hey, good morning Y/n.”

Frowning, you pointed at her hand that had been turning white from the clutch she had on her hairbrush. “Are you okay? You look upset..”

Silena’s eyes narrowed. “Huh?” she followed your finger down to her brush. “Oh. Yeah, no I’m okay. It’s just those awful hunters..”

You didn’t think the grip on her hairbrush could get any tighter, but it proved you wrong when a snap came from her hand.

The both of you stared at the broken brush handle, remaining silent. Only light snores from the other children of Aphrodite and the sound of the wind whistling outside was loud and clear.

Silena sheepishly rubbed the back of her neck before throwing the broken hairbrush behind her, turning to you with a tender smile. “Ehem, anyhow. What brings you here this early?”

You wandered around, choosing a seat in front of one of the heart-shaped dressers. “Well, I came here to see if Drew was awake.” The both of you turned toward Silena’s sister who was still asleep, masks over her eyes and mouth hung open.

The corners of your mouth quirked up at the sight. You wished you had a camera to capture this moment forever. For someone who insisted they needed beauty sleep, it wasn’t so beautiful. Silena, being the good person you could never be, went over and closed her sister’s mouth.

Letting out an exasperated sigh, you shifted, laying your head on the dresser. You counted every makeup pallet and skincare product that was sprawled out.

Boring, boring, boring was all that was running through your head.

It went on like this until you had recalled something Silena had stated earlier. Some gibberish about hunters.

Propping your chin upon your hand, you looked back at Silena, who was going through a bag of way too many clothes. “Hey, Lina?”

She hummed in reply to the nickname you’d given her. “Earlier, you said something about hunters. What’d you mean by that?”

Her face scrunched up as she remembered her comment. Placing the blouse she was currently folding down on her lap, she turned to you. “The hunters of Artemis, they are a glorified no boys club,” she sneered. “And the worst of it is they don’t believe in love.”

Clasping your hand over your mouth, you gasped. Not believing in love? What kind of club was this? It sounds like your worst nightmare. Actually, your worst nightmare is not getting your hands on the latest Paris Hilton perfume. Your point remains.

“What do you mean they don’t believe in love?!” You shrieked so loudly you were sure to get scolded later. Cabin 10 continued sleeping like a rock, though.

Silena nodded. “You heard me. They think it’s worthless.” As usual, though, she had soothed you with her classic warm smile. “But we’ll show them it’s not true, won’t we?”

Her smile was so infectious, you couldn’t help but mirror it. “Of course, we will!”

One more question still played in your mind, though. “Wait, how’d you see these hunters?”

She had gone back to going through the clothes, now distributing them in each of her sibling’s wardrobes, making sure they were settled in nicely. “Oh, right, you turned in early last night. They arrived while you were asleep and are currently in cabin 8. You’ll see them at breakfast.”

An o shape appeared on your lips as you developed an understanding.

Hopping off of the vanity stool you previously occupied, you made your way back to the exit. Waving to Silena as you stepped out. “Well, catch you later Lina, I’m leaving to go bother Travis.”

You heard her chuckling as she bid you goodbye and walked back toward your cabin.

On your way, you crouched down and grabbed a handful of snow. You pressed it together between your hands, creating a ball.

Slowly pushing open the door, you glared as it made a creaking sound. Tippy toeing over to Travis’s bunk proved to be a challenge because of the extremely loud floorboards that made you pause every few seconds. Seriously, does this camp have any maintenance?

Once you reached his bunk, you stared at how peacefully he was sleeping. You almost felt bad for what you were about to do. Almost.

A mischievous glint grew in your eyes as you raised your hand with the snowball in it, but before you could throw it onto his face, you heard someone behind you.

“What are you doing?”

You jumped from the sudden voice and turned to face who was talking to you.

It was the boy you didn’t recognize from earlier but who was now wide awake and witnessing you about to give Travis a rude awakening. He looked more curious than anything else.

You said nothing but watched as he came closer and pointed to your still outstretched hand. “Are you going to hurt him?”

Tilting your head, you smiled at him and nudged his chest. “Of course not silly,” you brought your hand down to him and showed him the now half-melted snowball that was beginning to wet your hand. “It’s just a snowball you see.. well, it was,” you murmured.

“Oh,” He whispered, taking in that it was indeed a snowball.

“It is all gone now, so I will have to get a new one.” His eyes trailed up to meet yours, almost like he was waiting for something. You gestured to the door. “Would you like to come with me? We can get Connor too.”

An all too eager nod came from this boy, causing you to snicker

Grabbing his hand, you lead him outside.

“I’m Y/n, by the way.” You introduced, pulling him away from a small frozen puddle.

“I’m Nico.” He mimicked the crouching position you had earlier, taking a big scope of snow into his arms.

You stifled a laugh when he struggled to hold all of it, resulting in it being back on the floor. He huffed, kicking the pile that was now on the floor. Bending down, you grabbed a smaller scope, handing him half.

“I’ve never seen you around here before. I heard the hunters came in last night. But you’re a boy..” you stated, recalling the way Silena called it a ‘no boys’ club.

He scowled once he heard their name, molding his half of snow into a ball. “We bumped into them.”

“We?”

“My sister Bianca, and I.”

“Oh, you don’t like them?’

He shook his head. “They’ve completely brainwashed my sister into joining their dumb group!”

You finished making your snowball, nodding. “I believe it, I’ve heard horrible things about them.” Nico paused in his tracks. “What horrible things?”

Grabbing his hand again, you started taking him back inside to complete the rest of your prank. “I’ll tell you when we run away.”

He began to speak, but you put a finger over his lips, silencing him and nodding over to Connor. “On the count of 3, okay?”

You walked over to Travis as he walked over to Connor. “1..” you began.

“2..”

Glancing over to Nico, you watched him raising his arms above Connor’s head as a small but mischievous smile was slowly growing on his lips.

“3!!” A laugh left your lips as you and Nico struck down both Stoll brothers. “RUN!” you yelled to Nico as the both of you started bolting out of the cabin. Both brothers were groaning and swearing revenge behind you.

You and Nico were a giggling mess getting farther from the cabins. You pointed to the woods. “Let’s hide in there until breakfast.”

“Isn’t it dangerous there?” He questioned.

“Duh.”

“We shouldn’t go in then.”

Turning to face him, you began walking backward. “Then why are you still following me?”

His face flushed, your eyes met, and he held the same mischievous glint that yours did. A cheeky smile was fully displayed on his face.

You laughed loudly and turned, walking forward again. Once the both of you were inside the forest, you led him to a tall tree that wasn’t too far from the entrance but deep enough for the both of you to stay hidden.

Tapping the trunk of the tree, you looked back at your new friend. “Can you climb?”

He looked between you and the tree before pointing at it. “You want to go up?”

You shrugged and nodded. “Why not?”

He stared up at the tree for a second before agreeing. “I can climb.”

It was fairly easy for the both of you to climb up onto the tree and settle yourselves on one branch. It was sturdy, so neither of you worried about falling off.

As your legs dangled off the branch, you watched Nico’s awestruck face as he took in the view of the camp. You guys could see the cabins, the big house, and the arena from where you sat.

His cheeks were red from the cold and you wouldn’t be surprised if yours were too. Humming, you began swinging your feet and grabbed some snow off of a leaf, nudging him.

When he turned to look at you, you threw the snow in his face.

He blinked as he took in what had just happened before shaking the snow off of his face. “Hey! I thought we were partners. You’ve doubled crossed me.”

You erupted in laughter, holding your stomach as your body shook. Nico crossed his arms with a pout, trying his best to look upset but your laugh was so contagious, he ended up laughing along with you.

Once you had settled down, a comfortable silence took over the both of you. It was eventually broken by Nico, who had turned and lightly kicked your foot. “Hey, you never told me about the horrible things you’ve heard about the hunters.”

Cocking your head to the side, you fixed your gaze on the cabins.

“Oh, I haven’t.” Your lips pressed together as you thought back on your conversation with Silena. “Can you believe the hunters don’t think love is important?”

Nico raised a brow at you and leaned forward as if he was expecting you to say more.

“That's it.” You said.

“Oh.” His face fell, sitting back. “Is that bad?”

You shook your head and lightly patted him. “Kids these days.”

He squinted his eyes at you. “Kids? You look the same age as me. How old are you?”

Puffing your chest out, chin up. You proudly stated your age. “I am 10.”

“I’m also 10, so if I’m a kid then you are a kid too.”

You pinched his cheeks. “Nico, Nico, Nico, it’s all about what’s in here.” Your hands left his cheeks and pointed to his forehead. “I’m probably older than you mentally.”

He went cross-eyed as he stared up at where your finger was pointing.

“Do you even know what you’re talking about?”

“Duh.”

“Really?”

“No.”

Nico nudged you and you both shared another laugh. As it died down, he propped his knee up to his chest, placing his chin on top before asking. “So, who’s your parent?”

“Anteros.”

“Eros?”

“No, add A n t.”

“I’ve never heard of him.”

You shrugged. “Few people do. He’s one of the Erotes. He was born because Eros was lonely and for love to prosper, it needs to be answered.” You picked a leaf off of Nico’s shoulder and watched it fall to the ground. “At least that’s what my mom told me. He’s the god of love returned and an avenger of unrequited love.”

He stared up at you from his place on his knee. “Is that why the hunter’s rule bothers you so much?”

There was steady eye contact between the both of you. “Yeah, there’s a lot when it comes to love. It’s more than romance, you know. If love was meaningless like they say, why would they be so ready to die for each other if not because they didn’t love each other?”

Nico sat in his thoughts for a moment.

“That makes sense.” He was first to break away from your stare and looked back out over the camp. “I don’t know all that much about love and stuff. My Eros attack card never really did that much damage..”

You cocked a brow. “Attack card?” His eyes snapped back to yours. “Oh! I haven’t told you about mythomagic. It’s this super cool card game I have, and it’s centered on Greek mythology. I’ll teach you how to play later!”

Nodding, you reached your pinky out. “Pinky promise?”

He hooked his pinky around yours. “Promise.”

“Great, we’re best friends now!”

“I’ve never had a best friend before.”

“Get used to it.”

The thrill of having a new friend made you way too excited. You didn’t think about anything other than Nico and flung yourself on top of him, squeezing him tightly.

Unfortunately, you both lost balance and ended up falling off the tree branch and straight to the ground. The snow on the ground helped cushion your fall only a bit, the both of you still laid on the ground groaning.

You stood up first, rubbing your back and then turning over to help Nico up.

“Sorry, are you okay?” He nodded, grabbing your hand and pulling himself up. “Could have been worse.”

You bit your lip, guilt building up inside you. “Are you sure?”

He waved his hands at you before halting. “You have a slight accent.”

You paused. “What?”

“When you spoke just now, what was that accent?” Confusion spread throughout your brain and you stared at him blankly for a few seconds before understanding what he was talking about.

“Oh! yeah, I was born in France,” you exclaimed. “I learned English when I was young so..”

He seemed to pipe up upon hearing about your native country. “Really? I speak Italian!”

Slinging your arm around his shoulders, you squeezed him again. “See? We already are an awesome pair of friends. We’ve got tons of things in common. We both speak another language.”

You swore your cheeks would hurt from how much you’ve laughed and grinned throughout the morning. Nico was proving himself to be a cool friend. You were ready to do everything together. Most campers were home until summer, so it had been getting boring and lonely. Having Nico around stimulated you.

A low rumble pulled you out of your thoughts, causing you to stare at Nico. “Was that your stomach?”

Nico placed his hand over his stomach, shifting from side to side. “Yeah, I guess I’m hungry.” The redness from his cheeks had become deeper.

Grabbing his shoulder, you gave it a light squeeze. “It’s okay, breakfast should start soon.”

He nodded and this time it was his hand that found yours, walking you out of the forest. The snow crunched beneath your feet as you guys made your way over to the dining pavilion.

Unlike earlier, when the camp was seemingly empty, campers were leaving their cabins, and the once quiet morning you were having was slowly getting filled with chatter.

There were a few people scattered around the pavilion who sat at their respective cabin tables.

Nico led you over to the Hermes table. No one was there yet, which you were thankful for. Every day, you had to huddle together, shoulder to shoulder. If you were lucky enough and got there early, you didn’t have to sit at the end of the table, the most cramped spot.

The last time you sat there, you kept getting shoved off and had a bruise on half of your thigh for a week.

The both of you took your seats in the middle of the table next to each other. Nico looked around at every other table before speaking. “Are you always up before breakfast?”

You played with the fabric that was laid out on the table. “Sometimes.”

He watched your fingers twirl the cloth, stopping them when he hooked his arm around yours. “What do you usually do until then?”

“Usually, nothing. Sometimes I’ll play games with Mr. D and Chiron or chase some nymphs.” The wind blew past you, causing you to shuffle closer to Nico for warmth.

“So, what you’re saying is you’d be bored without me.” He glanced at you, then continued looking on as the other tables around the both of you started filling up.

Thinking for a moment, you asked. “Is that what I’m saying?”

“What are you saying, then?”

It was true you did little in the mornings before breakfast. You sat and waited until everyone else was up most of the time. “Huh, I guess that is what I’m saying.”

Nico squeezed your arm and let himself smile. “Well, now that I’m here, you never have to be bored in the mornings!”

Your eyes dilated, excited to have someone to share your mornings with.

As you opened your mouth to reply, a hard hit to the back of your head cut you short.

It was probably 2 seconds before pain coursed through your temples and you heard the obnoxious laughter of the Stoll brothers. How you didn’t get a concussion, you did not know.

You wailed as you lifted your head, rubbing the now throbbing spot.

Next to you, Nico was watching you with wide eyes, biting his lip to hold in a giggle threatening to escape his throat. You rolled your eyes when the Stolls came from behind you, laughing and all, sliding into two seats across from you.

“What’s wrong, Y/n?” Travis teased in between laughs.

You scoffed, crossing your arms. “What’s wrong? You could’ve put me in a coma!”

Connor stared you down. “You’re not in one, though?”

Never did you ever want to strangle these two more than you did at that moment. You turned around in your seat, letting your back face the annoying sons of Hermes.

“Oh, come on Y/n. This was just revenge for what you did earlier.” Travis recounted.

You huffed, turning back around. “You hit me with a block that was 99% ice and 1% snow!”

“I’d say it was 60% snow and 40% ice- “Connor stopped mid-sentence because of the harsh scowl you were sending him.

“I don’t care what it was.” You snapped and pointed to Nico. “Why didn’t Nico get hit too?! He helped me.”

Nico had been silently watching your mini dispute with the brothers and jumped at the mention of his name.

Connor shook his head. “You made him join you. There’s a difference.”

You were a second away from jumping over the table and slapping the smug look off of Connor’s face, but the sound of everyone else finally arriving for breakfast had distracted you, specifically the ones coming from cabin 8. The hunters, you assumed.

They looked intimidating, like they’d pulverize you as soon as they got the chance, but you wouldn’t let them get to you. Not after what Silena told you.

You observed them; they didn’t seem to be too happy. Tough crowd.

As you continued watching them, Nico jeered behind you.

“Who do you think they’re going to brainwash next?” He asked.

Oh right, Nico’s sister, Bianca, had joined their club.

“Which one is your sister?” You questioned.

He pointed toward cabin 8’s table, but it was hard for you to distinguish who exactly he was pointing to.

Leaning back, squinting, you tried looking through the group of girls with stoic faces. “I’m going to need you to be more specific.”

“The one that looks lost.”

You found her.

She really did look lost. You’d be lost too if you joined that cult. She and Nico looked a lot alike though, but unlike her, Nico was smart and wise. He’d never join in something like that.

The smell of food reached your nose, and a plate was placed in front of you.

Everyone began digging into their food. You hardly hearing what Nico was on about between the muffled sounds coming from his mouth.

“You can meet Bianca after breakfast.” Was all you could make out.

As breakfast went on, you came to learn about the events that had occurred last night while you were asleep. The reason the hunters were here, how Annabeth was taken and how the DiAngelos were saved.

You were taking your last bite as Nico just finished telling you about how cool Percy was.

“Everyone keeps talking about the hunters, but I thought Percy was the coolest. Don’t you think he’s amazing?” He asked you right as he cleared his plate.

You turned over to look at the son of Poseidon.

He was sitting alone, as usual, but he looked super grumpy. You’d be grumpy too if your crush had gotten kidnapped. Yes, crush. You would have to be blind if you didn’t see how he felt about Annabeth.

You had no specific feelings for Percy, but one thing you couldn’t deny was how cute he was. No one could top the Ares kids though, they had your whole heart.

Facing Nico again, you agreed. “He’s alright.”

Nico’s eyes crinkled. “Everything about this camp is cool! It’s even better than mythomagic. I hope my parent is just as cool..”

You paused. How did you not notice he wasn’t claimed?

Being so caught up in everything, you didn’t even ask if he was claimed or not. You just sorta assumed he was a son of Hermes by the way he was so eager to help you get the Stolls.

“Nico,” you began. “You're not claimed?”

He shook his head. “Not yet, but I just hope it isn’t Demeter..”

“What’s wrong with Demeter?”

“I don’t have the best luck with plants.”

“That makes sense. Plants are not my thing either-''

Plants.

You totally forgot about the flower.

Rushing up from your seat, nearly knocking Nico down, you started running to the Hermes cabin.

As you were running, you turned and yelled back to Nico. “I’ll be back! Meet me at the Arena!”

He looked unsure, but gave you a brief nod.

Continuing on your bolt to the Hermes cabin, you pushed the door open, pretending that you didn’t trip in the doorway.

You pulled the sheets off your bed in a hurry, a weight lifted off your chest when you saw the flower in its dome resting on one of your pillows.

Kissing the dome, you held it close to you. “It’s my first day and I’m already doing an awful job.”

Failing your dad after just one day is not good on your perfect son's record. He’d probably turn you into a frog and then a cute Ares kid would have to break the curse with a true love kiss.

That’s not so bad.

Looking at the mirror that hung next to your bed, you checked yourself out. “I’d be a cute little frog. Green was never my color, though, but we could make it work.” Pulling the flower up to your face, you scrunched. “I’m going to need to put this flower in something sustainable, though.”

You walked out of the cabin and straight on over to the Demeter cabin. Thankfully, because of the cold weather, there weren’t as many plants outside. It always gives you massive allergies.

Standing in front of the door, you knocked 3 times.

As you waited for the door to be opened, you took a peek inside through the window.

Katie was inside, crouched over, talking to some potted plants. You wondered if she was telling them about how she was going to strangle Connor with one of its vines. You’d be on her side.

Eventually, after a few more cold seconds outside, the door swung open, and facing you was a furious Billie.

“Move!” She pushed past you, knocking you onto the floor as she stomped over to the Apollo cabin with Miranda running behind her, frantically trying to calm her sister down.

You laid on the floor in defeat and sobbed into the snow. This was now the 4th time you had gotten hurt. Was the world against you today? At this point, you really should be in a coma.

Katie must’ve heard your misery because she came running out soon after. “Y/n?” she questioned, poking your head lightly with her foot.

A choked sob left your body from the snow that was slowly filling your mouth. “What?”

“Are you okay? Sorry about those two. One of the Apollo kids snipped one of Billie’s plants to make medicine.” She grabbed your shoulders, pulling you up. You sat on the ground, your cheeks feeling numb from the melted snow on your face. “No, kill me.”

Katie snorted as she led you into cabin 4, throwing a blanket over your shoulders. “So, why are you here? You’re usually with Drew and those,” she gagged. “Demonic spawns of Hermes.”

“Well, I need your help with something.” Pulling the flower away from your chest, you showed it to her. “ I can’t tell you what this is cause it's super top secret. But I need a more sustainable thing to put this flower in.”

She raised a brow at your odd behavior but thankfully she didn’t question your plan and instead picked the dome up from your hands to examine it. “I think I can give you something for your ‘Super top secret’ plant.”

You jumped up and hugged her, careful with the dome between the both of you. “Really?!”

Carefully stepping back from you, Katie walked to a chest in the far right wall of her cabin and pulled out a.. dome?

“Um, Katie, I already have a dome.” You said, pointing to the flower in her arms as if it was obvious.

She shook her head. “This one is portable.” She pulled a chain that held the dome up. “And it's not glass, it can only be opened if you want it to be. It’s lightweight.” Obviously Y/n.

“Oh.”

Katie carefully transferred the budding flower into the other dome and wrapped the chain around your neck. “You don’t have to keep it on your neck at all times, but if you want to travel with it, there you go.”

You nodded before kissing her on the cheek. “Thanks, Katie!”

Her response was unheard as you were already running out of cabin 4 and straight to the Arena. You scanned for Nico once you arrived, worried he might’ve ditched you. That was not the case, though. You caught him sitting on  the steps, looking like he was going to burst from watching the sparring lessons take place.

Skipping to him, you smashed your cheeks together. “I’m backkkkkk!”

“Welcowme bwack.”

“Why do you sound like that?”

“You’re squwishing my hwead.”

“Oh!” Pulling back, you gently pat his head. “Sorry!”

He shook his head. “It’s not a big deal.” You shrugged before dragging him deeper into the arena. Trailing behind you, he let his eyes follow the demigods who now had an intense round of who had a bigger ego. “Where’d you run off to?”

Waving him off, you placed your finger over your lips. “It’s super top secret, I’ll tell you one day.”

“Don’t best friends tell each other everything, though?” When he almost tripped over someone's discarded chest plate, the grip on your hand got tighter. The both of you soon arrived at what you would call the best eye candy spot in camp half-blood. The Ares cabin training.

“Hmm, you’re right.. okay! I’ll tell you later. But for now, I admire the magnificent view.” You turned Nico’s head in the direction that the Ares boys were sword fighting.

“I don’t get it.” He said, blinking at the very (hot) angry boys.

“I don’t either.” An all too familiar voice announced, causing you and Nico to turn.

Your eyes widened when your best friend in the whole wide world graced your sight. “Drew!”As you reached for a hug, she sidestepped and you tripped on your foot, almost falling on the ground for the 3rd time today.

Drew approached Nico, putting her arm around him. “Don’t try hugging me after I found you preying on the innocent.”

You crossed your arms, pouting at her accusation. “I am not!”

Nico’s brow rose. “Huh? What do you mean?”

“Y/n is trying to corrupt you. He’s trying to get you to join forces so he’ll have a partner to ogle the Ares cabin with.” Drew explained, squinting at you.

A shriek left your mouth. “Nico, don't listen to her! She is a liar!”

Drew scoffed. “I’m a liar? So what was last week when I saw you with binoculars looking out the window of the Athena cabin into the Ares cabin?”

The back of your neck heated, and suddenly your shoes became more interesting than your friends in front of you. “Umm.. well..”

“Or when you needed ‘help’ lifting a basket of strawberries, but only accepted it if it was from one of the Ares boys!”

Nico’s neck almost snapped at the word boys, his eyes darting back and forth between you and Drew. You were too busy panicking to notice a nervous chuckle leaving your lips, your body swaying.

“Or when-“

With a shove, you stopped her from continuing. Drew was on a mission to make your life harder. She loved to harp on your every inconvenience.

“OKAY! It’s not my fault. Those boys are so cute.” A dreamy sigh followed the last part.

“You like boys?” Nico blurted. His eyes were bulging, cheeks flushed afterward.

“Love them,” you confirmed.

Nico stared you up and down, letting out a breath. “But you’re a boy.”

Nodding slowly, you furrowed your brows. “Yeah?”

He blinked before shaking his head. “It’s nothing, never mind.”

You and Drew shared a look.

Deciding to shrug it off, you turned to your second favorite best friend, Nico was now the first. “What are you even doing here, Drew?”

“I need your help designing winter coats for everyone. Chiron was going to do it himself. But considering he makes us wear,” her nose wrinkled, gesturing to your clothing. “These orange monstrosities. I can’t let that happen.”

True. These shirts made you guys look like highlighters.

Looking down at your shirt, you cringed at the color and grabbed Drew’s hand. “You’re right, centaurs must be colorblind. I’ll help.”

Turning to Nico, his eyes were glued on you, which you had to admit, made you uneasy. You snapped your fingers in front of him, gaining his attention. “Do I have something on my face?”

He blinked. “Huh?”

Drew interrupted, nudging the both of you passing by. “Come on, we don’t have all day. Nico can be our model for the smaller sizes.”

Both you and Nico began trudging behind Drew to the Arts and Crafts center, but you did to take one more peek at the Ares boys before following.

Upon your arrival, there were a few people inside, mainly Athena kids weaving at different stations. The kids of the war goddess were too consumed in their craft to pay any mind to your group when you walked past them to the supply closet ahead.

Nico walked into the closet first, followed by you. Drew stayed outside, claiming she had just gotten a new manicure and didn’t want to risk chipping it. This made you scoff, of course, but you didn’t expect any less from your high-maintenance best friend.

You were able to grab an armful of supplies that had obscured your view as you carried it back out. Next to you, Nico stumbled out of the closet, dragging a mannequin twice his size behind him.

With a grunt, you dropped the supplies in front of Drew whose smirking made you roll your eyes, but you ignored her and instead turned to Nico, cringing at his struggle under the weight of the mannequin.

Frowning, you shook your head. “This is too heavy for you, Nico.” You walked around to the other side of the mannequin. “Here, let me help you.”

Nico waited for you to get a grip on the left arm of what he would consider an oversized doll before pushing it towards Drew and the station she had set up (the only thing she did) He was shocked at your strength, the mannequin moving quickly to the station with your help.

Drew stood patiently with her hands at her hips, watching the both of you. A tired sigh left your lips as your eyes met. “You know Drew, you could,” you grunted as you and Nico balanced the mannequin on its feet, “Help us.”

She snickered, shoving past the both of you.

“You guys had it covered.”

Nico’s nose scrunched when she walked past, making eye contact with you. Placing your hands on your hips, you began mocking Drew by flipping your imaginary long hair while pretending to file your nails. Nico nudged you, a small smile playing on his lips.

The smirk you sent him was cut short when Drew turned around, clasping her hands together. “Okay! Let’s get to work!”

You and Nico shared one last look, mischief swirling in both your eyes. Bumping his shoulder, you went over to the station to work, picking up a sketchbook. The three of you began brainstorming, hearing out ideas from each other.

Nico was surprisingly good at giving in his thoughts, getting props from Drew.

“You’re not too bad at this Nico. You sure you’re not an Aphrodite kid?” She asked, scribbling away on the sketch sheet. You perked up at Drew’s choice of words, placing a hand over your chest and gasping at her.

“Drew Tanaka, are you,” Scooting over, you whispered. “Complimenting someone?!”

Drew shoved you away from her, the lead part of her pencil breaking. “God, Y/n I’m not inept at being nice.”

You didn’t stop the scoff that made its way out of your mouth. “Could’ve fooled me..”

Not missing the glare Drew sent your way, you cast a cheeky smile back at her.

“Anyway,” she hissed, facing Nico again. “I think you’d fit in well in the Aphrodite cabin.”

Nico flushed, shifting in his spot. “I don’t think I’m that good..” he trailed off, staring at his sketch.

“Sure you are.” You said, scooting next to him.

“Though I don’t think you want to have Drew as a sister. I know I wouldn’t.” You snorted, rushing your head to the side to avoid the pencil coming your way.

“Y/n, stop antagonizing me.”

“You don’t need my help for that one, D.”

Nico shook his head at the both of you, laughing as he watched Drew pinch your side causing you to wail. He wouldn’t have minded being an Aphrodite kid if it meant he got to watch this every day. Though it didn’t feel right.

Both you and Drew emitted a natural glow, whether you realized that, he wasn’t sure. The two of you were the children of love gods, and it couldn’t have been more perfect. If someone told Nico you were the child of someone else, he wouldn’t have been able to believe it. You’re just too...pretty.

Nico didn’t say when he had first met you but, when he had first made contact with you, he almost blurted out the question: why were you so unnaturally pretty? Luckily, he bit his tongue.

There was something different about the way your features molded together on your face. It wasn’t unnatural in a weird way; it was the type of beauty that made you do a double-take.

Even the way you spoke was different from most. Your voice demanded attention. It made Nico want to sit and only listen to you speak. He observed the way you’d handle different things in your hands, always gentle and seemingly graceful. When you’d grab his hand, it was a light touch in a firm grasp.

Nico thought it was interesting the way you would walk as if you were floating. Every step was soft and airy.

And of course, when you’d look at him, your eyes were piercing but in a way that could only be described as compelling.

Yeah, to say you were a pretty boy would be an understatement. Drew was also pretty, though.

Anyway, Nico knew he could never be an Aphrodite kid. He’d never have that natural glow like you and Drew. Even now, the soft smile you sent to Nico as you were urging him to continue his sketch made it almost unbearable for Nico to keep looking at you. He opted to keep his eyes on the paper; he wasn’t sure why his ears were burning.

Soon, the day went by and the three of you had spent it all in the Arts and Crafts center, well Nico had gone off when the Stolls dropped by to notify you guys about a game of capture the flag against the hunters. Drew snorted when the brothers asked if you guys had wanted to play. Only Nico seemed more interested in that than playing dress-up.

The outline of your coat was finally done when you stepped back from it. You looked over at Drew, who was analyzing the fabric. “It feels cheap.” She complained.

You took the fabric from her hand and felt around. “It feels fine to me?”

She rolled her eyes, snatching the fabric from your hand. “It’s faux fur.”

You had to stare at her for a while, just to process why she is the way she is. “Drew, do you think a camp with a horrible heating system is going to have real fur?”

She paused, taking in your point. “You’re right. Those dumb satyrs would never allow it, anyway.” She gagged.

“Hey, I like the satyrs.”

“Y/n, you like anyone that even remotely speaks to you.”

You closed your mouth after that, not being able to deny those allegations. Drew smiled triumphantly at your defeat, sticking her tongue out at you. Squinting, you began thinking, looking for something else to come at her for.

However, your attempt to jab at Drew was interrupted by Nico bursting into the arts and crafts center in a helmet that was 5 sizes too big on him. He had gotten some dirty looks from the Athena kids since he had disturbed their peace.

Nico didn’t seem to care much about the looks. His eyes were wide and alert as he searched for you in the room, running when he found you. Cocking a brow at his panting figure, you placed a hand on his shoulder.

“Hey, are you okay?”

He rapidly shook his head, grabbed the arm that rested on him, and hastily spit out a bunch of words at once.

You shook his shoulder. “Nico, we don't understand Russian. We aren’t Hermes' kids.” Drew jerked back, confusion all over her face. “Hermes kids speak Russian?”

“Yeah, they rush when they speak.”

”…..”

“Y/n.”

“Drew.”

She curled her lips at you, ripping Nico away from your grasp and standing in front of him. “What happened?”

He explained everything that had gone down during capture the flag. Something about a prophecy and oracles and stuff. That type of stuff didn’t interest you. It was never good and there was always a catch. If you didn’t acknowledge it, you could live in blissful ignorance. You ended up zoning out, staring at the shine on his helmet.

“... And now they’re having a meeting in the Big house.” He finished. Your eyes trailed back down from his helmet to his face. “I’m going, to be honest, I only registered about 30% of what you just said.”

Drew laughed next to you and made her way past Nico towards the door, opening it. “I didn’t even get 5% and frankly, I don't want to hear more.” She announced, walking out of the Arts and Crafts center, letting the door slam behind her.

A few more dirty looks popped up from the Athena kids, this time glaring at the door after Drew’s exit.

Nico sighed, taking his helmet off. He was left with a case of helmet hair which made your lips quirk up and your hand ruffle his hair. “Hey-.” He ducked his head, swatting your hand away.

Once he finished fighting off your hand, he faced the window, looking toward the big house.

He didn’t hold the same excitement he had earlier. His eyes were filled with worry, and his posture was tense. You began feeling bad that you didn’t listen to his story earlier; he was probably mad at you now.

Frowning, you poked his shoulder. “Nico, are you mad at me?”

He glanced at you before returning his gaze outside, a deep scowl on his face. “No, I’m just worried.”

“About your sister?” You questioned.

He nodded, pushing away from the window, his fingers fidgeting with each other. “Everything’s been fun and cool but, I’ve got this terrible feeling about this whole quest thing.” He trailed his eyes up to yours. “Do... Do you think something will happen to her?”

Biting the inside of your cheek, you cautiously approached him, grabbing his hand. “I’m not sure, Nico.” You cringed at the tightness in your voice and the confession you were forced to make. It was upsetting to be the one to tell him that. You wished you could’ve said ‘yeah, she’ll be just fine!’ But you knew that was unrealistic. The last thing you wanted was to set his hopes up.

Noticing the panic rising in his eyes, you chose your next words carefully. “What I mean is, sometimes the prophecies say direct things, and sometimes they’re tricky. Here, I’m not sure what will happen.” You gently squeezed his hand. “Nico, I don’t know what will happen once your sister leaves camp. But what I do know is I will be here for you in the aftermath of anything.”

The bottom of Nico’s lip trembled, his next breath shaky. “Okay.”

A single tear slid down his cheek. Frowning, you raised your arm to wipe it away with your sleeve.

“Hey, don’t cry.” You made sure your tone was low, not wanting to draw any attention.

Seeing upset gave you a big urge to comfort him. You pulled him in for a hug. “I don’t know what you’re feeling. I’ve never had a sibling to worry about.”

It was true, being in camp without a sibling meant you didn’t understand the worry most campers felt, but you wanted to be a good friend to Nico and be there for him.

You squeezed his sides as you released him, your eyes finding each other. “But we are friends now and I don’t want you to carry burdens alone.” Nico seemed unable to move, staring back at you.

“Thanks.” This time, his manner and tone was gentle. A smile graced your face and with a boop on his nose, you let out a chuckle. “What are friends for?”

Moving around him, you opened the door. “I’ve yet to meet this sister of yours, introduce me?”

As you held the door open, Nico’s eyes were now in contrast to what they had been previously. They were hopeful instead of the anxiety that had been pooling in them before. With a small pep in his step, he walked outside along with you.

The cold met you again. The warmth that was stored in your body was replaced by the winter air. You released a cool breath from your mouth, watching it go up into the sky. Nico’s attention wasn’t on the winter air though, he was looking elsewhere.

“It’s so pretty here..” He breathlessly let out.

You followed his gaze, watching the lights illuminate the camp as it was getting darker out. Each cabin was beginning to glow. But the big house lights were the prettiest. It had Nico mesmerized at the sight, his eyes wide open. As you were caught up in the lights on your walk up the hill, you heard muffled yelling coming from inside the big house.

Something major must’ve been going on if you could hear it from outside.

The very obvious argument that was happening inside made you uneasy. This was your first time being in camp when a prophecy was read. You weren’t sure what to do except stay away, but Nico wanted- needed you to be here even though all you wanted was to leave the dirty work to the others.

Nico was frowning as the two of you reached the porch. The door swung open in full force and out came Percy, who was now marching his way down the hill toward his cabin.

You grimaced, watching him almost slip on ice. “Sheesh, someone has a temper.”

Following Percy were Zoe and Bianca. Bianca might as well have been labeled as ‘Zoe’s mini me’ from the way she had been following her around and copying her mannerism. Where was her originality? Maybe her brother got all the personality.

Nico gestured for you to follow him. “Come on.”

When you had gotten close to the two hunters, Nico ran to his sister, grabbing her arm. “Bianca! I want you to meet someone!” He declared, pulling her back.

Bianca dismissed him as she continued walking, shrugging him off of her arm. “Nico, I’m busy right now.”

“Just one second.”

“I can't. I have a lot to do.”

“But if you just–”

“Nico, no.”

“It won’t be long-”

“I said no!”

Her yell echoed throughout camp and you were sure anyone nearby heard it.

After the loud sound was gone, all that was heard was the harsh wind and the distant chatter from below the hill. Silence fell over the three of you and you were left staring back and forth between the siblings, unsure of what to say.

Bianca stared wide-eyed at her brother as if she couldn’t believe what she had just done and had reached out to him.

“Forget it.” Nico coldly stated, avoiding her hand and turning around.

“Nico wait-”

He ignored her, making his way back to you. “Come on Y/n, I’m sorry for wasting your time.”

You were at a loss for words, mindlessly following behind him, trying to process what had just happened.

Were the hunters more important to her than her brother? She practically neglected him all day in favor of that demented sisterhood. Nico didn’t complain, though. He granted her that space, and she couldn’t even stop for one second. Just for one.

Staring at Nico’s retreating figure with a deep frown, you ran up next to him. “Hey, are you okay?”

He shrugged, kicking the snow like he had done earlier in the day.

His body drooped as he kept his gaze locked on his shoes. “I don’t know what I expected. She’s been obsessed with being a hunter. I guess that’s better than being with your annoying little brother..” he muttered softly.

You rolled your eyes, hooking your arm around his. “You’re not annoying. I’ve had the most fun with you than anyone at this camp!”

You rested your temple on his head as you scolded him. “Never call yourself annoying as my best friend.” Standing straight, you turned him to you. “The only annoying thing you’ve done is not teach me how to play mythomagic yet.”

When you saw his eyes light up and the gloominess that was on his face be replaced with excitement, you couldn’t help but crack a small smile at your successful attempt to cheer him up.

“I completely forgot!” He exclaimed, grabbing your arm, hurriedly pulling you to the Hermes cabin. “You’re going to love it!”

The rest of your night included Nico showing you about 300 cards that you had 0 understanding of, constantly asking him questions about who does what and what goes where. He didn’t seem to mind, though. In fact, he seemed excited that you were interested enough to ask questions. He showed you how to play and you kind of got the hang of it, still giving him a survey of questions here and there. But you enjoyed the game. Learning something new was always intriguing to you.

You were both so caught up in the game that you missed dinner, but neither of you minded. Just enjoying each other's presence and being kids was filling enough. Eventually, though, everyone had gone to bed, including you and Nico. As you lay in bed, you thought about how this night was probably the best night you’ve ever had in your whole life.

That’s a lie. It was actually when you discovered Britney Spears; it was a close second. Either way, it was something you’d always remember. You hoped Nico stayed your friend for a long time, forever even. Drew was a good friend. She complained too much, though. Nico was more than willing to go on adventures with you.

While you were continuing to think about Nico and the pleasant surprise this day had given you, the warmth of your bed was catching up to you, making your eyes snap shut and your breath steady itself out and you gently fell asleep.

A/N: I’m rereading this chapter and honestly I’m not too big a fan of it....Its so bad like I cannot believe I posted this. Please move on to the next chapters as quickly as you can, I feel more confident about those.

Masterlist

[ivykim]

moving in with ivy (part 2)

masterlist // wattpad

ENHYPEN&HI Season 1, Episode 1

summary: continuing from part 1, enhypen were finally able to visit their company and not only that. they would be doing their first ever live in front of their fans. (+ a few little fun things they did at the end)

ivy’s outfit: going to work! | first vlive | home | go-karting!!

continuing off from part 1...

ENHYPEN were off to their company. this would be the first time ever to visit it and so they were excited. for this, ivy was sitting with jay, jungwon and sunghoon in one car whilst heeseung, sunoo, ni-ki and jake were in another.

"it's our first time going to the office for work." jungwon says. ivy was half-asleep.

"hmm? work? ah right, i'm employed now." ivy says.

"it doesn't feel like we started our job right?" jay asks.

"mmm." ivy answers. jay turns to look at her and her eyes were shut. he snorts.

"when we debut, do you think we will do i&credible?" jungwon asks.

"please do not say such things."

"then maybe we might do calling?" jungwon says.

"there is a possibility." jay says. jungwon turns to look behind.

"noona really fell asleep."

"she slept late last night." sunghoon says.

"wasn't she also in heeseung hyung's bed?" jay hums at jungwon's question.

— "why were you in heeseung's bed this morning?"

"well...last night, heeseung came into my room and mentioned that he couldn't sleep. i did explain that i normally sleep easily in new spaces so i couldn't sleep too."

"heeseung dragged me to their bedroom and asked if we could hug each other to sleep. he says that he usually needs to hold something to fall asleep. we were simply helping each other out honestly but heeseung's cuddles did feel nice. i slept really well."

ENHYPEN finally arrived at the company. they were surprised by the underground carpark. once they were ready to go, they left the car. each of them got a self-cam. ivy waves to the camera and checks up on how she looks since she napped a little in the car.

"good morning, this is ivy cam." she winks to the camera.

"vivi." heeseung says. she blushes.

"whoops, i've been caught. this is awkward." heeseung laughs.

ENHYPEN entered the building, they were excitedly looking around. they even found the wall filled with albums of their sunbaes. they simply couldn't even believe that they would step foot in the same practice room as the one BTS used.

after exploring the area, they settled down in one of the meeting rooms. the staff had brought up the video that they previously recorded, it had been edited and now all they had to do was upload it for the fans to watch on twitter.

"wait let me prepare myself mentally." jay says.

"5 4 3 2 1." jungwon clicks on the upload button and they could see the tweet had been sent out. the staff refreshes the page. it was the first upload that ENHYPEN had on their account.

"woah, they are pretty fast." ivy says.

— how did you feel uploading your first ever post onto sns?

"it felt unreal. to see the numbers going up and people commenting on our posts felt surreal. i just didn't expect so many people to like and comment."

"it makes me realise that we really have become ENHYPEN and that we aren't just trainees anymore. we are a group that fans respect and love."

next, was ENHYPEN's first live! non of the fans really expected them to go live but they did. before that, the staff explains what to do during a live. as it is their first live, they were nervous and afraid that they might mess it up.

"we need to get 1,000 viewers? is that even possible?" ivy asks.

"yeah, what if we only get 100 viewers. can we even start then?"

"no, let's just do 1,000 viewers. i believe we can achieve it." sunoo says.

they practice in advance before the live started and even thought about who goes next.

"what do we even talk about with the fans?" jake asks.

"let's just do it naturally and let the topic flow on it's own." heeseung says.

"i agree." ivy adds.

and so the live starts...the numbers just kept increasing so they decided to start. they greeted the fans and went to introduce one by one.

"hello everyone, my name is ivy. i am the 2nd oldest of ENHYPEN."

"noona, you should do what you did in the promotional video." sunoo suggests.

"no, it was embarrassing." ivy says.

and they had tons of fun on their vlive, communicating with fans for the first time. they gave hearts to them and were so shocked to hear their live ended with 150 million hearts. who knew they could achieve such a high amount?

the staff helped them log into their weverse accounts so they could personally connect with their fans on their free time. it was fun for ivy, she enjoyed this. it really made her realise that she was really finally debuting and she has become an artist.

the staff leads them somewhere, a room with treats and goodies to enjoy, bang pd was there to greet them and they even had their parents on video call with a large screen. they waved to their parents.

"hello, i am ivy's mom." her mom says. her brother appears on the screen and waves too.

"hi." he says. ivy laughs.

"blake, please don't embarrass me." she converses in english.

"i live to annoy you, noona." blake sticks out his tongue. the boys laughed.

after some great words from bang pd, they decided to cut their cake. it was chaotic since they nearly dropped their cake. they took pictures with their parents who were on the screen and ate together.

— how are you feeling now?

"well, honestly it's been a really long time since i've seen my parents and my little brother. it's because, they moved back to america like a year before I-LAND happened. my dad had to go back there and so my parents just decided to move back to LA along with my brother."

"i really missed them and it's unfortunate that i can't travel to see them. i can always videocall them and talk about my debut with them. i remember after the last episode of I-LAND, my dad called me. he was crying on the phone and he never cries much. he likes to act tough but on the inside, he really cares."

"he congratulated me and apologised for not being there physically. of course, i cried because my dad didn't need to apologise. i was already happy hearing his voice on call. my little brother, blake, never expressed about how proud he was of me but that day, i remember hearing him say he was proud of me and that i did good."

"so yeah, i really good now. to see blake and my mom in a videocall, it made me feel happy." ivy smiles.

[no specified date - a day before enhypen's first album shoot]

ENHYPEN were gathered in the (corner of their) living room as they needed to have a small meeting. their home was a mess and it needed a clean up.

"we need to pack for our album shoot. it's important." jay says.

"but it's too dirty right now." heeseung adds.

"so we need to pack up as quickly as possible, then clean up and sleep after eating."

"let's all finish packing in 10 minutes."

"neatly. please clean up after yourself neatly." heeseung says.

they went straight to packing. ivy calmly packs her things in her bedroom.

"noona? did you happen to see my shirt?" ni-ki asks. ivy points to the t-shirt hanging on her door.

"oh, thank you noona." ni-ki says. ivy hums.

"she's really concentrated." sunghoon points out.

"noona likes to focus on one thing only." jake says.

ivy continues to fix up her clothes and chooses what she needed to wear for the trip. until jay comes up to her.

"what do you want to do in jeju-do, noona?" jay asks.

"for one thing, i want to complete our album shoot safely."

jay hums, "that is a must."

"next thing, i want to eat. it's been a while since i've eaten something heavy since i've been watching my diet a little. moreover, jeju has a lot great food."

"why are you dieting. i thought you are already thin enough?"

"ah, i haven't been able to work out much nowadays due to us just going back and forth to the studio and then resting at home. we have been busy with preparations so i need to find time to work out. for now, i have been watching my diet so i can get ready to work out more."

it took about 15 minutes for them to clean the place up, now they were starving so they started making food. jake and jungwon were in the kitchen making ramyeon. jay and heeseung decided to approach the kitchen after smelling something good.

ivy, sunghoon and sunoo were busy on their phones. ivy lays on sunghoon's lap whilst scrolling through her phone. heeseung goes to bother both sunghoon and sunoo for fun. he stands in front of ivy.

"heeseung, go away." ivy says. he lays on the ground next to her before snatching her phone away. "yahhh, heeseung my phone." ivy sits up and pouts.

"who is it that you are so busy with?" heeseung asks as he scrolls down her phone.

"blake, he asked me something and then sent a picture of my bedroom in the past. my parents set up a shrine in there." heeseung hums. he types away on ivy's phone and clicks send. he hands her back the phone.

it seems like he sent blake a text and blake responded within seconds, "blake says hi by the way." ivy says. heeseung hums.

heeseung goes back into the kitchen to wait for jake and jungwon to be done with the ramyeon. ivy goes over to lay her head on sunghoon's shoulder.

"what are you watching."

"drama." ivy nods. she watches the drama with sunghoon. before accidentally falling asleep. sunghoon notices it so he moves her head to a comfortable position.

"is she sleeping?" jay asks. sunghoon nods.

"you should go carry her to her bed."

"alright." sunghoon places his phone down and moves around to where he was able to pick ivy up. he carries her to bed and tucks her in.

sunghoon looks down at her sleeping figure. he debates before going over to peck her forehead.

"goodnight, ivy." sunghoon whispers.

the next morning, enhypen were on their way to Gimpo Airport to travel over to jeju for their album shoot. today, ivy was paired with sunoo, sunghoon and heeseung. heeseung takes pictures with them.

"why does my look cute?" sunghoon asks. sunoo was shocked.

"are you saying you don't like how i did your hair?" ivy snorts whilst sunghoon tries to defend himself.

they finally arrived the airport. it took about an hour or so to arrive in jeju and they took a bus to their location. they talked about what to do in jeju. about how they were mainly here to shoot. the staff tells them about go-karting.

"oh my god, that sounds fun!" ivy says. they played games on their way to the go-karts. on their way, they stopped by the beach since jungwon mentioned it in the jay interview.

they walked on the sand. it was windy. ivy runs forward happily. heeseung runs after her and lifts her off the ground. she yells.

"AH PUT ME DOWN." ivy says. heeseung puts her down while giggling.

— heeseung and ivy are getting along as per usual :)

"try writing enhypen in the sand." sunoo asks ni-ki. he does as told and neatly writes it into the sand with a huge stick. they took pictures.

well, a ton of pictures before grabbing rocks to make a wish.

"noona, why don't you do it too." jungwon suggests after he makes his own wishes.

"okay." ivy clears her throat. "i wish for ENHYPEN to be a group that always lives up our fan's expectations and exceeds them. i also hope for us to do well and take care of our health."

they placed their hands together, "ENHYPEN fighting!"

they finally went to the place they were excited to go, go-karting!

ivy jumps around in exhilaration.

"let's go!" she says as she starts driving off.

"NOONA!!! WAIT FOR US!!" sunoo yells.

she looks back, "NO." she laughs.

"YAH NOONA!" sunoo yells. he starts driving faster. ivy giggles and drives faster.

after the drive, ENHYPEN had some light snacks to recharge since riding go-karts was quite tiring.

"ivy kept driving faster the moment you tried to move closer to her." heeseung says.

"she likes to drive fast." jay says.

"anyways, 3 hours did pass by really quickly." heeseung says.

"yeah, let's do well in tomorrow's album cover shoot." jake says.

ENHYPEN huddles up.

"ENHYPEN's album cover shoot, fighting."

— what will happen during the album cover shoot?

[video end]