#Mafia the Series: Guns and Freaks

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My Favorite Male Characters

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Just saw a great post about Vegas' hedgehog and the symbolism of its ill-fitted enclosure, and I can't stop thinking about it; it's a hedgehog in a birdcage, an enclosure it was never going to thrive in no matter what because that cage could simply never meet its needs, and in that cage the hedgehog grew sick and miserable, until eventually, it died. Vegas is the hedgehog in the birdcage; his home and life were never going to meet his needs. It was never going to be a healthy environment where he could thrive. Just like the hedgehog, Vegas grew sick and miserable, and almost died because of it.

And there's even more to it: the hedgehog couldn't be saved, but Vegas did. Vegas got put in a better environment suited to his needs where he could heal. He is the hedgehog of his father that didn't die. And see, the series sets Vegas as the owner and Pete as the pet, but I think this goes just as much the other way around, because Pete took the hedgehog out of the birdcage, Pete made sure Vegas' needs were met.

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Me explaining to u guys why you should ship Byakusho

Do you like doomed yaoi? But you still want them to have a happy ending so you end up reading fanfics to cope?

Look no further, byakusho is for you. Doomed yaoi with an actual happy ending. Regardless of if you already like KHR and you don't particularly ship them, or you know absolutely nothing about this series, you should read it anyways. Also if you're wondering how they can be doomed yaoi and still have a happy ending, you should definitely read this

This segment is for people who do not know anything abt KHR so if you already know abt who Byakuran and Shoichi are, you can skip to the next bolded segment.

OKAY SO for those who do not know anything about Katekyo Hitman Reborn, it's basically like. About mafia and stuff. Also they all have different "dying will flame" types based on their personalities/affinities and stuff. Just think of them all as magical girls with guns okay don't worry too much about it they have magic and they're in the mafia

Let's go over their characters real quick.

Shoichi is first introduced in something similar to a filler episode, called "The Misfortune of Shoichi Irie" or something like that. Basically in the episode, he's delivered a package by the mafia for taking care of their kid, Lambo.

Lambo is another character (a kid from the mafia) Not under Shoichi's care, but they do meet briefly. Realizing that the package isn't supposed to go to him, he ventures to return it to Tsuna's (the main character of KHR) house, where he runs into a lot of odd and kind of gag-like funny typical shonen anime shenanigans. But this really freaks him out

He ultimately fails to return the package, and suffers from nightmares about the encounter.

Something to note though is that Lambo possesses a bazooka called the "10 yr bazooka" and if you shoot it at someone, it basically has the ability to switch you and your future self (10 years from now) for 5 minutes. This is extremely relevant.

The main characters of KHR are transported roughly 10 years into the future, and realize that they cannot return home even after 5 minutes. They then find out that there's this guy attempting world domination, and his name is Byakuran. Byakuran has access to knowledge of every parallel universe and timeline, allowing him to even consider world domination

Byakuran runs the Millefiore mafia family, and his right hand man is Shoichi. Long story short, they are introduced as the villain duo that the main characters must defeat

I'll go over some more stuff that ppl familiar with KHR probably already know, but it is necessary for my reasoning so please read through everything

First off, they are quite literally soulmates. Initially, Shoichi wanted to know what his future was like, hence he traveled back into the future twice after changing his actions. There, he meets Byakuran both times, accidentally causing Byakuran to realize his powers to gain access to knowledge from other worlds

However, because he runs into Byakuran in the future no matter where he travels or how he tries to change the future, it is basically implied that Byakuran and Shoichi are destined to meet in every timeline. Or in most at least

When Shoichi realizes this, he immediately devises a plan to take down Byakuran. His plan? Befriend Byakuran, gain his trust, and ruin all of his plans

Upon returning back to the past, he purposely erased his memories of the future, planning to have them return years later. You may be wondering how Shoichi is so confident that he could carry out the plan despite having no memory of Byakuran

Well this all really implies how confident he was that he and Byakuran’s fates were intertwined. Because how else could he be so sure that their paths would cross or Byakuran would show interest in him? Yeah. Anyways

They met in college and there is something you have to know here, and it's that they are so best friends to lovers guys they are in fact best friends

Shoichi, having no memories of Byakuran, somehow befriends him and becomes his best friend. Like, For Realsies...

When he regains his memories, he realizes much to his horror that his friend was about to game end the world, so he continues to persist with his plans despite now feeling completely awful about it

Fast forward, Shoichi is now Byakuran’s right hand man in the Millefiore family. It is important to note that Byakuran refers to Shoichi as "Sho-chan" and Shoichi refers to Byakuran as "Byakuran-san"

It may at first seem like Byakuran is being playful and Shoichi is polite, and while Shoichi does have a level of politeness, it's important to note that Shoichi and Byakuran use katakana to refer to each other when they use -chan and -san

This is in most cases actually considered rude when referring to one's superiors, and considering Byakuran is Shoichi's boss, it basically means he's okay with Shoichi referring to him rudely. Furthermore, the usage of katakana in this context just implies closeness

This information cannot be seen in the anime because you can't tell if someone is using katakana or hiragana just by listening to them speak, but it is very apparent in the manga that they are close. Also, all the other characters besides Shoichi refer to Byakuran as Byakuran-sama, so there's that too

Byakuran sent Shoichi a whole room's worth of white anemones, as most friends do

Shoichi finds this troublesome though because Byakuran is big on flower language and this means Byakuran has great expectations for him to succeed in his mission (of killing the main characters)

However it's later revealed that Shoichi had intended on betraying Byakuran, and Byakuran also reveals himself that he already knew about Shoichi's eventual betrayal, since Shoichi has always disapproved of his views

So if Byakuran already knew Shoichi was going to betray him, sending him a room of flowers meaning that he expects him to do well has no practical meaning to it besides from

1) he's just fucking with shoichi and 2) anemones explicitly mean love and passion so really he's just gay

No I'm so serious he's just gay. Like the Millefiore is made up of a bunch of squads right, and Byakuran is as mentioned above obsessed with flower language. Meaning he absolutely could not have not known what anemones generally mean outside of "anticipation/expectations"

But also each squad is named after a flower and Byakuran decided to explicitly assign Shoichi the rose squad. This man has done everything but kiss Shoichi on the lips like actually. All the fucking flowers in the world and you assign your best friend the rose ? And you send him a whole room full of flowers meaning love and passion? You gay bitch 😭😭

Anyways it has to be said that Byakuran besides being definitely not straight, is a really shit person. Like I have to say it he's awful, he's responsible for the death of thousands of people and he just casually destroyed a couple of worlds in search of more power. He views people like his toys and he admits to it

He is like a child in how everything is really just for his amusement, something for him to play with. He is even willing to sacrifice his closest allies for more power, he's just that type of guy </33 he just...does not have emotional attachments to other people

But with that said, he doesn't seem particularly hurt when it's revealed that Shoichi was not on his side anymore. However, when they play Choice, Shoichi is picked as a target and I refuse to believe that it is a coincidence and not Byakuran being petty because his best friend betrayed him💀

For those who do not know, Choice is a game that Byakuran and Shoichi made together in university, but now they're playing it irl. It's kind of like capture the flag, but the flag is one specific target, and in this case, the target for the main characters' team is Shoichi

Even when Shoichi was beaten and nearly died in Choice, Byakuran seemed unaffected by all of this and we are led to believe that he never really did care about Shoichi despite calling him his best friend

Shoichi, however, admits to the main characters that despite Byakuran being the way he was, back before he regained his memories of the future, the time he spent with Byakuran were "the best times of his life"

He genuinely enjoyed being around Byakuran and considered him his best friend despite knowing that Byakuran was going to do awful things, and he was determined to stop him. Despite it all

In Shoichi’s character song, we get a glimpse into his thoughts, and as it turns out, he really is in conflict with himself

Because in his heart, he wants to be with Byakuran, it's his place, but he chose to save the world instead, so that place is gone. He even says that he has to lie to his heart to do what he has to </33

In the song he also states that he doesn't want to break his memories and he wants to keep them safe, probably referring to the picture perfect time he spent with Byakuran before shit hit the fan. He continuously wills himself to not cry, to stop crying, because it's for the world

Girl I am crying for him. He cannot afford to act selfishly because choosing to be with Byakuran would make him the happiest and would simultaneously doom the world. But anyways

Clearly Shoichi holds Byakuran in high regard and loves him. Like not even just romantically, but in general he really does love Byakuran a lot

At the very end of the arc, the villain must be defeated though, and Byakuran is killed like straight up killed

Throughout the entire scene, Shoichi does not once show joy. He seems to accept the situation and is happy in a way that his plans have come to fruition, but his plans have always been "defeat Byakuran" rather than kill him. Shoichi had never planned to kill Byakuran, or at least explicitly said it, although I'm sure he knew that type of conclusion was inevitable

His reaction to Byakuran's death does stand out though, because every other character does seem to express joy at the victory, but Shoichi looks...blank. Perhaps shocked or in disbelief, but either ways his best friend was just killed right in front of him and he can't even be mad about it because this was the only way he could've been stopped

Shoichi is not aware of this, but before Byakuran dies, we finally get a glimpse into his thoughts as well

Byakuran admits in his last moments internally that although he did all of this because he wanted to create a perfect world, it wasn't as if he was completely dissatisfied with this one because there were also times where he felt "warm and fuzzy" as well. We then get a bunch of flashbacks in his dying moments of him and Shoichi together

BITCH???? AKDJAF 😭😭😭 only in his dying moments do we find out that Byakuran really did actually care about Shoichi and genuinely considered him his best friend because well. Context. It's his dying moments would he have dying moment flashbacks about someone he didn't care about

Like just moments of them chatting...Shoichi smiling at him... gay ass flashback if I've ever seen one 😭😭

Byakuran is someone who doesn't generally value people, he views them as toys and pawns. So the fact that he basically admitted that he did have a genuine connection with Shoichi is so :((((( this guy is just so out of tune with his emotions that he couldn't properly convey it in the end and Shoichi never actually knew about it

I say this but I feel like Shoichi did have a vague idea that Byakuran held him to some degree of high regard because. Well he was Byakuran's right hand man and they were friends for years prior to the whole mafia world domination thing

He's the only person that truly treats Byakuran like a human despite Byakuran trying to play god and everyone worshiping him. And despite being the only person that doesn't treat Byakuran like the god he wants to be, Byakuran still keeps him around

So clearly that means something but anyways that is the doomed yaoi. Byakuran is dead and Shoichi's plans succeed at the cost of his best friend's life, and he never found out in the end that his best friend probably did love him as much as he loved him. And that is where it ends

OR SO YOU THOUGHT HA

As mentioned this all takes place 10 years in the future

Meaning that the past version of Byakuran is still Alive. When the main characters return back to the past, there is a huge earthquake and everyone, including the past versions of Shoichi and Byakuran, are given memories of what they did in the future

Byakuran is taken to mafia prison bc sure it's 10 yrs in the past but like that guy is like a ticking time bomb 💀 doesn't matter though because somehow he's bailed out of jail.

Byakuran is a white boy btw :/ he lives in Italy and Shoichi is Japanese. Yes this is important because when they're in university, they meet abroad when Shoichi probably goes to Italy or something to study, but as it stands, currently Byakuran is in Italy and Shoichi is still in Japan

Byakuran is preparing to go to Japan with the people that helped to bail him out and the first thing he says is that he can't wait to meet his best friend Sho-chan😭😭😭

Thanks to the power of love and friendship, Byakuran is now no longer batshit insane and it's implied he now properly cares about his teammates btw. Anyways congrats to Byakuran for having human emotions I'm so happy for him

After returning to Japan, of course he goes to see Shoichi, and we don't know how it went exactly, but the next time Shoichi appears in the series, he tells the main character that Byakuran explained the situation to him and stuff, so it is implied that they are on good enough terms to speak abt stuff normally

Also Shoichi is kinda next to Byakuran the entire time 😔 and there is a segment where Shoichi literally shit talks Byakuran in his face which is so funny to me because it's BYAKURAN hes talking to and he just doesn't give a shit. But Byakuran pulls out the "best friend" card on him and throughout his entire speel, Shoichi never once denies that they're best friends ever

In the very last arc, Byakuran sustains extremely awful injuries and by extremely awful I mean intestines completely destroyed awful . Luckily somehow he gets around it (dont worry about it) and is chilling in the hospital and although it's a very small panel, you will see that Shoichi actually is there visiting him in the hospital

Remember how I said that everyone has magic powers and special dying will flames. Well Shoichi just happens to have the sun flame which makes him a healer so we can infer that he's also helping to heal Byakuran in the hospital along with visiting him

In this timeline they're able to retain their friendship and work towards a better future but anyways that's them my favorite doomed but not really doomed yaoi they are everything to me please ship them

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These are gay couples that played second fiddle to the main heterosexual couples or characters. Visuals under the cut.

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thoughts on lunnelly trilogy?

so i'm currently reading Nobody Like Us and i'm not sure i'm liking it... i fear i've grown out of this series (i hope not bc they've been my favs for YEARS)

but i just feel like i'm getting tired of KBR's style/writing. the second-hand embarrassment scenes are just too much for me at this point.

unlucky like us spoilers ahead!!

maybe it's just the amnesia plot. i hate it so much. also was not into the kidnapping thing, this is not a freaking mafia romance. i also have to admit i don't like the alien stuff... *gun shots*

but i'm just 10% through NLU, i'll keep you guys updated.

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จำไว้ (Won't Back Down) Ost. Mafia The Series: Guns & Freaks - ALIZ [OFF...

these T-beauties rock me and the stage soo badly, incredible vocals, riffs and drums too, simple clear and powerful, love it more and more, yeahhhhhh !!!!!!!!!!

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American Horror Story Season 11 Episode 7 & 8: Release Date, Preview & Streaming Guide

The American Horror Story S11 Episodes 7 & 8 release date has been released, and fans are waiting to learn more about it. Here is a quick look at American Horror Story's plot before getting to the American Horror Story Season 11 Episodes 7 and 8 release date and American Horror Story Season 11's streaming details. The popular and successful anthology series "American Horror Story" by Ryan Murphy and Brad Falchuk has a spinoff called "American Horror Stories." A new horror story will be featured in each episode of the weekly anthology series "American Horror Stories." With numerous episodes involving a spooky asylum, a freak show, and the apocalypse itself since 2011, the "A.H.S." creators have revolutionized the horror genre. Numerous devoted television series viewers have emerged, eagerly awaiting the horrors of the upcoming episodes. Also read Love In Contract Episode 15: Release Date, Preview & Streaming Guide. What Happened In American Horror Story Season 11 Episodes 5 & 6? In Episode 5, a tarot card reading did feature an unnamed character who was strongly hinted to be the Death Angel. Even Kathy, who gave Gino's reading, referred to the woman kissing him, and that's how the Angel led the dead's souls in Season 2. Unfortunately, the Conroy appearance that many were waiting for didn't happen. Rebecca Dayan, who had made appearances this season as Alana, took on the role this time. Hannah and Adam receive two doses of unsettling information. First, a fake psychic named Fran delivers an endless stream of Death Cards during an especially grim reading. The next piece of bad news is provided by Hannah's OB/GYN, who affirms that she has a low red blood cell count, similar to the specimens she took from the club fire victims. Adam included. Theo forces Adam to return to Fran's nonsensical parlor for a second reading, which is even worse because it predicts Adam's Death and includes an earthquake-like sound and a demonic voice. After reluctantly divorcing Patrick, Barbara faints, but that's nothing compared to what occurs next. When Barb is in the shower after Big Daddy kills Patrick in his former apartment, the killer reappears, and Barb is killed. Whitely says he's still torturing the two victims he picked up last week and plans to display his Frankenstein creation at N.Y.C. Pride. "I've decided that the parade will have signed this year," he declares. "It will be honest for the first time," she said. It only lacks a heart or genitalia, but you know where Whitely wants to find them. In the sixth episode, a dead body thought to be Big Daddy's victim washes up on Fire Island. Patrick receives the call because he is "the only cop homosexual enough to care." Strangely, when he makes his next phone call, Sam answers and offers to drive him to the island in his convertible. They talk about the body they allegedly buried in a little dune there, suggesting that they have a longer history than we know. In the end, we discover that Patrick and Sam initially met in 1979, during Patrick's first visit to Fire Island. At one of Sam's infamous "no fatties, no la femme" parties, when things went a touch out of hand, he also met a man by the name of Billy. In other words, Sam and Patrick interred Billy in the sand after he passed away after a disastrous trio fueled by coke. They received assistance from Henry, who had now been shown to be a "fixer for the mafia," and his companion, whom he described as "a whiz at chopping up bodies." You mustn't say! Henry and Gino plan to entice Whitely outside to end his murderous rampage in the present. Whitely offers Henry a Mai Tai when he meets his friend at their favorite restaurant. Henry politely declines the drink and, brandishing a gun, pursues Whitely into the restroom. The bespectacled butcher, however, is no simpleton; he outwits Henry, knocks him unconscious, and drags him into the shadows while Gino pursues him. When Is The American Horror Story Season 11 Episodes 7 & 8 Release Date? American Horror Story Season 11 Episodes 7 & 8 release date is Wednesday, November 9, 2022. American Horror Story Season 11 Episodes 7 & 8 will air on F.X. at 10:00 pm in the U.S. International fans can stream American Horror Story Season 11 Episodes 7 & 8 at the following times: 3:00 am BST (November 10), 8:30 am I.S.T. (November 10), 7:00 pm PST, and 2:00 am AEDT (November 10). Where To Watch American Horror Story Season 11 Episodes 7 & 8? American Horror Story Season 11 Episodes 7 & 8 will be streaming on HULU, F.X. Now, Amazon prime video, and Fubo TV. Also read: Cherish The Day Season 2 Episode 6: Release Date, Preview & Streaming Guide. Read the full article

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Reasons Wretched and Divine (Pt. 9)

(Yoon Min Joon x Reader) (Hybrid au) (Mafia au)

Summary: Why would yoongi run away? With your due date fast approaching- you don’t have much time to search for him.

Tags: birth (non-graphic), baby fluff, mommy issues, revenge, Dead bodies, violence, serious gore warning, knives, guns, discussions of death, non-consensual body modification, psychotic characters, hybrid abuse, physical abuse, implied sexual abuse,

W/c: 12.6k

Song rec: Txt - I know I love you

A/n: ah it’s been a while hasn’t it? honestly, I still have to re-read and work my way through reading the whole series to make sure I haven’t missed anything- but kudos to anyone who starts reading this after this chapter is released BECAUSE HOLY FUCK those first few chapters are so bad. wow, I didn’t know how to use commas back then huh. anyways! here is the long-awaited return!

Series Masterlist - Previous chapter

- It takes a little while to confirm that Yoongi really is gone, maybe forever, maybe for good.

- Though there isn’t much arguing with the note or the presence of his hat- you’d still kind of hoped that you were wrong. That Yoongi would pop out from around a tree or the line of a fence, grin and shake his head as if to say, “sorry, I don’t know what I was thinking.”

- You spend the morning tapping your foot on the front porch, one of the cat hybrids knitting a yellow baby blanket next to you while Jimin, Namjoon, and Taehyung comb the property, the barns, everywhere. The three of them had convinced you to stay back; their noses are infinitely more sensitive than yours. Jimin has walked both banks of the river to try and pick up his scent. Taehyung even walked the mile down the trail to the train tracks just to see if there was any sign of him.

-  And Namjoon, Namjoon had hunted Yoongi’s scent around in circles. Namjoon is a freaking police dog and yet, he can only smell Yoongi as far as the driveway. Nowhere else besides the toolshed either and his other habitual haunts. The other hints of Yoongi’s marshmallow scent are laid out thick and in confusing patterns; too many days of routine have made the differences near unrecognizable.

-  You sit there, Waiting anxiously. The cat hybrids plying you with lemonade and squares of lemon tart, feeling like the world is falling down around you without Yoongi there to hold it up. Your baby doesn’t seem to be able to quiet down either- kicking uncomfortably and hitting your ribs more often than not. Maybe they sense the fact that you’re unhappy or that something's wrong.

- Around three they return to the house, ears and tails hanging low, and you stand, one hand on your stomach and one on the railing. You and Namjoon lock eyes and from where he stands, a few feet below you on the grass, you see one tear carve its way down his sweaty cheek, he shakes his head, jaw pinching to keep in sobs, dimples turned down

- You descend the stairs, hold him close, your big burly puppy who nuzzles into your hand finally broken down because no- Yoongi couldn’t be gone- Yoongi couldn’t just have disappeared like that, like smoke through your fingers.

- Maybe last night was just too much- maybe you pushed him and he didn’t feel safe or maybe he felt like he had to leave or else be sucked into something he didn’t want. Whatever the case- you’re not giving up so easily.

- You search the nearby towns too, Tae sits in the back of the car, clutching Jimin’s hand as they slowly comb through the streets of a nearby town. The mood somber, nothing but faint static playing from the radio and shivers that dust Jimin’s arms like phantom touches. You can’t stop looking at Jimin in your rearview mirror.

- He looks frozen, his eyes glassy like he hasn’t accepted that Yoongi’s gone yet. His hand trembles on the door handle, ready to jump out the second he sees anyone that might resemble him wandering the streets. He actually does, nearly twisting his ankle as he loses his balance when he drops from your slow-moving car. 

- Jimin’s got a photo of Yoongi, one of the few pictures that you ever took of your snake, and you show it to any willing stranger searching their faces for signs of recognition or pity- anything to give you hope. 

- A zoomed-in one of Yoongi’s face that you’d taken while he’d slept, the green blanket that still sits on your couch tucked under his chin.

- It makes you cry when you finally give up for the day, the street lights flickering on and your ankles swelling to a point where Namjoon frets but does not force you to stop, just sit in the truck. You finally agree to go home, feeling red-eyed and stiff limbed, like sadness and fear have settled in your muscles like rigor mortis. You leave your name and number at every establishment in town, but you don't know what good (if any) it will do.

- No one there has seen hide or hair of Yoongi; some of them even scoff and turn up their nose at you and your hybrids. Because who gives a fuck about a hybrid that’s run away, those are a dime a dozen. Their disdain is nothing you’re not used to but right now it feels even more like a slap in the face than usual.

- You end up feeling Frustrated. Because you need help and no one is giving it. 

- By the end of the second day, Namjoon is even desperate enough to call up his old police chief. But the man doesn’t have any encouraging words to say; if anything- it only makes Namjoon angry (and significantly guilty). “It kind of sounds like he wanted to leave pup. Who are you to stop him?” Hand going white around the phone with how hard he’s holding it. Namjoon hangs up, he doesn’t care how rude it is- his old partner deserves it.

- He’s in your nursery, and he slams down his hands on the windowsill. Knocking the little window charm that yoongi got you onto the floor where it cracks. You stoop to pick up the pieces, the round end of a cherry and two pieces of green- one of the stained glass leaves.

- Jimin (folding some new baby clothes to put them away in the two dressers) makes a displeased noise when you bend over (a whole ordeal when you're as pregnant as you are) Namjoon holds your hand, and you ignore his protests and keep leaning even though he says a little "I've got it."

- The baby clothes are just a gift from one of your relatives who had insisted on sending you them even though you’d been clear on your intentions not to throw a baby shower. Most of your family hasn’t been keen on your hybrid heavy lifestyle. But since most of them live so far away- it hasn’t been too much of an issue. Your relationship with them had never been great, but you'd made it clear to them that if they wanted to see your baby after it was born they'd need to come to you, you can't leave the farm unattended.

- Though soon, you will- your due date is fast approaching.

- Namjoon instantly feels guilty when confronted with the shattered ornament- that was a gift from Yoongi. One of very few and now it’s broken. You can’t handle looking at it and shove its pieces into a drawer in his room so that you don’t have to think about what else you might have broken.

- That night when you get home, you’re too upset to calm down, tears and little sniffles echoing from your chest where there is a Yoongi shaped space. Filling the house with the smell of ‘mate- mate upset- soothe mate” makes Namjoon and Jimin’s instincts go haywire. Without Yoongi’s soothing marshmallow scent- it feels like they have less control over their instincts (or maybe its easier to rely on the parts of them that are more animal than human when things feel so scary and unsafe)

- Namjoon lays his hand directly on your baby bump and guides you through some calming breaths, while Jimin wraps his arms loosely around your shoulders, leaning his cheek against the back of your head, unable to do anything more. Shoving down his whines because he knows they won't help. He rubs his knuckles into the spot on your lower back- the one that he knows has been hurting recently.

- But it’s barely any use. The breaths won’t stop coming. You can’t imagine why Yoongi would leave, trying to figure out what you did wrong. And you can’t place it. - Suspicious lurks under your veins like a snake poised to strike. There must have been some other reason, why else would Yoongi’s scent stop in the driveway if someone else hadn’t taken him away? But the only thing that gives your theory any pause is the fact that Namjoon hasn’t said it- none of the pups have.

- You’re the only one who can’t smell what might have happened to him and yet- you can't get the idea that someone must have happened to Yoongi. It’s probably foolish, the idea of someone come to steal him away but then again-

- Stranger things have happened in the last few months, and you're not an idiot. You’ve had a dead body and a snake dropped at your front door. You get the feeling that both of them weren’t meant as a message for you- but Yoongi. But you don’t think you’ll figure out what happened unless Yoongi comes home.

- The day after a tragedy is always foggy, slow in its stillness, and slowly fading hope. You sit in the kitchen at the prep table with Yoongi’s hat on the chair beside you, jumping up any time there is a ringing at the phone. But the call that you’re waiting for never comes. For most of the day, Namjoon and Jimin bookend you. Waiting, waiting and waiting- for nothing, just to see the sunset on the second day.

- That night jimin hears you crying in your bedroom and hovers outside your door before he decided that he better not interrupt, of course, Namjoon would be there to comfort you, and Jimin- Jimin would just be an addition. He wouldn't want to give you another person to comfort when he might not be capable of being a rock right now.

- Sleeping arrangements have been off and on. Yesterday, he fell asleep in his sunroom early- intending on only taking a nap until he woke up the following morning feeling the opposite of well-rested. As exhausted emotionally as he was physically.

- He thinks- maybe- maybe he needs distance, maybe this is what it feels like when you fall too fast and too hard. But when he wakes the next morning to find Namjoon siring more sugar than he usually does into his coffee, his eyes puffy from crying too- he knows he's chosen wrong, that what you needed was a lack of space.

- After that, Jimin makes sure he sleeps in your bed, sometimes on Namjoon’s side, sometimes on yours. He falls asleep with your head on one shoulder and Namjoon tucked in close to the other. His tail thumping on the bedspread, nose squishing and ears twitching with every little noise in the house.

- It’s pity little that he can do but the soothing circles he rubs onto your aching shoulders to help you sleep easier, physical affection might be a little easier for jimin to give than emotional support. At least he can hold you when you shake through nightmares, of Yoongi somewhere, cold and alone and afraid. You can’t shake the feeling that he’s just- not safe. Maybe it's just your newly budding maternal instincts.

- Jimin takes to caring for you and Namjoon when it’s clear you’ve let your usual routines slip without Yoongi there. He encourages you to go out in the garden for an hour to pick some vegetables, just to get you out of the house. He makes sure Namjoon showers probably more than he wants to but still.

-Jimin showers with him the first time, whips his golden skin clean of dirt and grime, hoping that his little kisses can soothe away the ache of his hurting muscles if he can’t soothe the ache of Namjoon’s heart. But though they kiss and touch each other like lovers would, easy deft movements, something is missing there that wasn’t gone before. A lingering sweetness that says this connection is shared- under-ripe like a green tomato.

- They both miss Yoongi a little too much at first to remember what it’s like to properly love each other (not that they’d ever really gotten used to it in the first place, but jimin had been excited for it to feel familiar).

- Jimin doesn’t feel neglected by you and Namjoon- it’s just a hard time for the three of you. Jimin feels numb for the first few days, too preoccupied with what everyone else might be feeling to address his own emotions and what he might be feeling.

- The loss of Yoongi doesn’t really hit jimin until a few days after; out in the garden while you sit in the swing, your legs pulled up as far as your stomach will allow them. and jimin sees the tomatoes untouched in the basket, the kind that Yoongi would have popped into his mouth by the handful, his cute fangs puncturing the red suns early to make them spill down his cheeks. They sit untouched and increasing in number by the minute as Jimin adds to them. Too many for just himself to eat.

- Namjoon had been lingering, as he’s been doing for the last few days, rushing forward at the first shaky exhale from jimin’s chest, to crush the pup- with his face against his shoulder without a word. His hands curling in the back of Namjoon’s hair as Namjoon huffs a heavy breath, and then starts crying in earnest. Crying with Jimin- heart broke open too.

- “I’m so fucking worried- what if he's hurt or alone and he thinks we're not looking for him, why did he leave? What if he…what if he doesn’t come back?” Jimin’s voice breaks, confesses his deepest worries into the safe cleft of Namjoon’s collarbones. Namjoon will always be a safe harbor for jimin to come and moor. It’s not safe- it’s not safe for any hybrid out there alone- and without a pack. Especially not for Yoongi- his softness- so easily confused with coldness- the world doesn’t know him like the three of you do. And that’s maybe the scariest thing.

- Jimin had expected him to come back by now, had hoped his absence would only be temporary. None of you have a good answer to jimin’s questions and Jimin can’t think about Yoongi- can’t daydream about him, can’t turn to look for him to make some comment. He feels Yoongi’s absence so keenly it might as well be his own heart gone.

- He’d become so used to the snake hybrids' quiet presence, even more, used to the quiet way he’d love. Yoongi had always been fantastic at showing the others how much he loved them. Even if he'd never said the words. Jimin had known, you'd known, and so had Namjoon. His love a special thing, like a butterfly or a bumblebee come to sit next to you in the garden. Something that only gentleness gets you, the quiet love that growing things have for the sun.

- Min Yoongi was your sun, and now your flowers point aimlessly in every direction.

- None of you are sure if he will, and after the first few weeks when no one calls and your missing fliers go unanswered, it's clear that you have more pressing issues on your mind. The day after you go to the nearest city and hang up missing fliers: you go into labor.

- It's too soon- two weeks before your due date and still, you’re underneath the hot midday sun, all alone in the fields investigating a patch of what looks like sprouted beans, probably self-seeded from your garden a spare 100 feet away, when a sudden gush of liquid between your legs alerts you to the fact that- your life is about to change for good.

- You honestly should have known this was going to happen today. Both Jimin and Namjoon had been tripping over themselves to be close to you all morning. Scent marking you copiously, nipping at your neck and your ears and not let you get more than a few feet away before their protective instincts had them pulling you back with growls turned whines.

- It’d been cute the first 5 times but after that, you’d needed some space from them. In fact, All of the hybrids had seemed agitated this morning more than one of them snapping at one point over breakfast, all hackles raised, something in the air that had them all twitching.

- It all makes sense now though. Starting down at the wet grass. Must have been your pheromones.

- When the first rush of wind carries your scent in the direction of the barns, Seokjin comes running. He can smell your fear from a mile away- cloying and sensitive. He shouts and a nimble tiger hybrid runs to get Namjoon and Jimin. Darting up the hill faster than human legs could carry a man.

- But Seokjin is there, a comforting presence at your side. "It’s gonna be okay, come on, you're gonna be fine," his hands steady as he helps you over potholes and unseen rocks in the tall grass, navigating you back to the path trampling over the flowers with little thought to them.

- Namjoon is so shocked when the shout comes over the hills, dashing as fast as she can and yelling for Namjoon at the top of her lungs, a small army of pups following her too. Appearing from the underbrush little kits with floppy ears and pups running in a gaggle. Chatting about a new pup.

- A new pup- Namjoon's pup, come at last.

- Several other groups get drawn to the house by the shouting, rushing to see the commotion. Several of the cat hybrids Flank you and Seokjin, who guides you with an arm wrapped under your shoulders, half carrying you half guiding you through your breaths. Hoseok's not too far behind looking so pale he might be about to pass out. Rounded ears pressed tight to his skull. Everyone is a mixture of agitated and excited and-

- And Namjoon looks at you and knows he's about to be a dad. You're both about to become parents.

- Jimin knows what’s happening the second he sees your panicked face, running to snatch up your maternity bag that you’d put together and left by the door in case this very thing happened.

- He makes it back to the car before you’re both even upon each other, bouncing on his heels equal parts excited and afraid. Namjoon's panicked voice filling the driveway with the muttering of the gathered hybrids “Are you sure!? The ob-gyn said it wouldn’t be that abnormal for you to go past your due date and-”

- “Yes I’m sure!!” you yell as you squeeze Seokjin’s hand incredibly tight, enough that he winces. Your knees giving out as another contraction strikes you- the worst pain you think you’ll ever feel racks your abdomen again, Several hybrids reach out to make sure you don’t actually fall but Namjoon’s the one that scoops you up into his arms, heaving you up like you weigh nothing. A growl ringing out at the others who reach for you.

- “Namjoon” Seokjin voice cuts through his panic. Mate- mate hurt- mate needs help- Pup’s here, instincts taking over when his human brain is so preoccupied with fear. “You need to take her to the hospital.” You look at the alpaca hybrid- thankful.

- The other hybrids hover, unsure of how they should help as Jimin opens the car door and Namjoon sets you in the passenger seat. (No way he was going to have you drive yourself to the hospital while you were in active labor). You'd agreed on this beforehand and yet-

- “Are you sure you’re okay to drive?” Jimin asks as Namjoon buckles you in, you’re breathing out through your nose, jaw clenched. “Yes I’m Sure,” Namjoon says, but Jimin can see his nervousness in his eyes, the horrible quivering worry that fixes on his face when it comes to you- to this. Ears pressed tight to his skull

- Taehyung runs up the hill, his red hat tossed onto the gravel as he almost bowls over a wolf hybrid, skidding to a stop as he takes in the scene. “I’ve got this- just go- what the fuck are you still doing here? Namjoon- go-" so panicked- the opposite of the easy countenance you’ve seen in Tae.

- Your drawn scared face, sweat beating at your temples, and Jimin makes a split-second decision, especially when you grab his hand through the open window and squeeze it as tight as you did during your first contractions.

- “I’m coming,” he says, (not that he was ever really planning on not coming) opening the door up and climbing over you to sit in the middle. Internally judging that he was not going to make you scoot in, the passenger seat is safer than the middle one anyway (Jimin might not have the most confidence in Namjoon’s driving skills. But at least now he can grab at the steering wheel if he needs to.)

- Both you and Namjoon heave a sigh of relief when jimin gets in; he quickly pulls up the directions to the hospital on your phone. Dictating to Namjoon as you pull out of the farm.

- “I have no idea how long one mile is jimin”

- “I know but 3/4ths of a mile now before you’ve got to turn”

-“If I don’t know how long one mile is how the fuck would I know how long 75% of one is”

-“If you both don’t shut the fuck up I’m I’ll let you know what 100% of a distressed pregnant woman sounds like!” you shout through gritted teeth as another slightly less intense contraction wracks your frame.

-The hospital is luckily a very safe drive away, a good 10 miles down a route with no need to get on the highway. As it is, Namjoon puts the flashers on even if you have another contraction during the drive, and Namjoon breaks at a green light because of it, getting middle fingers and a chorus of honks from the cars behinds him. Namjoon is trembling like a leaf, equal parts excitement and fear- fear because

- Because Namjoon is about to become a dad.  You’re both about to become parents.

- Your obstetrician is a very kind woman who seems entirely unprepared to handle two very agitated hybrids that want to get into the birthing room. But she won't let them in to see you no matter what they say- and she has your orders not to do so, something that Jimin had heard you and Namjoon argue over countless times before this day but had never bothered to really consider until he was here and smelling you- the distress filled waiting room of other distressed men and family members

- He didn’t understand how hard it would be to hear your muffled cries and do nothing. Namjoon is about ready to start pushing people away to get to you.

- But you just didn’t want Namjoon to see you that way, didn’t want to have him hold you through the pain of this. It is not something that you like to think about- any hate or distaste that might come out because…

- Because your child will be your ex-husband's baby. And while you know you won’t hate them on principle for that- that you will try your hardest not to see him in their little face- this is a pain that might be easier to handle alone. The last pain he will ever give you- you don’t know if you want anyone there to help you with that- or if you want to just feel it and be done with it.

- You also really don't want Namjoon to have to see your crap all over the table; you'd been told that happens with almost every labor. That’s something you want to be spared the embarrassment of, especially when you're already having too many people prod at places they have no business prodding at.

- You’re not sure you want Namjoon to hear you curse your ex-husband out. The vibrant curse words have the nurses exchanging amused looks.

-  “Alright mother fucker, shit to my stain, ass to my hole- the last little bit of you needs to come out of me Right this fucking instant, or else I’ll drag you up from hell and fight you, and give you your piece back. Because they’re going to be mine and his- not yours- our baby isn’t yours.” Maybe it’s just the hormones or the localized anesthetic they’ve given you. They don’t give you the epidural until close to the end but you're loopy without it.

-  The midwife tolerates Namjoon and Jimin for about five hours before Namjoon growls at her. Which makes her stony, and reminds them that since neither of them are the father, she is under no obligation to let them stay in this waiting room or the hospital. The sting of the thinly veiled threat is lessened by her promising to give half-hourly updates, she gets their protective instincts, even if she’s not used to them. Jimin doesn't like her- thinks she's a little bit entitled when if anything Namjoon and jimin should be.

- In the last hour of the 8-hour labor, you finally call for Namjoon, and he pulls himself into your bed and lets you lean your chest against his back. The midwife's hands are stained with blood and it soothes you so much to have him there. His voice, his body, warm against your back. His face pressed to your shoulder, muffed words.

- “I’ve got you- we’re going to be parents- I’ve got both of you.” the muscles and bones in his hand's creek as you squeeze both of them, Jimin waits outside, aware that this moment- this is for the two of you.

- He hasn’t really thought about what place he will have in your child's life, it's been painfully apparent that you and Namjoon will be the parents. So Jimin doesn't feel excluded, he knows he’ll be allowed in the second it’s over and to be honest, he thinks he’d pass out if he saw the miracle of birth. He’s okay with seeing the aftermath.

- Just as the sun starts to threaten to come up, your daughter is born. A sigh and a final push, crying punctuating the waiting room. Jimin shoots up from his chair, feeling the shift in the air, smelling Namjoon's happy pine scent like it was sweetened with maple syrup. And pushes himself towards your room.

- The small cadre of doctors has already placed the wet and bloody lump against your chest. The endorphins are something else. Coursing through your body, as you look down at her little face. It’s a girl, small and squirmy, a little grey and red but so fucking cute, ten toes and ten fingers, a cute little nose, and a scrunched up face as she cries and cries making you feel more panicked with each second.

- Namjoon looks at her and it feels like his whole world shifts. Your baby is washed and weighed and put back snugly into your arm in a little green blanket and hat to keep her warm. She’s cute and so small and light in your arms. You’re a little doped up on pain medication, but you think she’s a cute baby already. (All new mothers think their baby is the cutest thing).

- Her eyes are closed and her face is a little red and puffy and even purple in some places, but the second that Namjoon see’s her he knows without a shred of doubt in his heart that he would do anything, climb any mountain, step in front of a thousand bullets if it meant keeping her safe.

- She's so small- so impossibly small it can’t be safe to be that tiny.

- Jimin hovers a little bit, feeling more than a little awkward as he takes his seat next to your bed, but the sense of satisfaction he feels seeing you safe, happy, and exhausted and your daughter healthy is glowing. He can feel that soft expression on his face as he watches you and Namjoon. Namjoon wipes your sweaty hair back from your face, kissing your forehead. “You did it- god- you’re so strong- I love you so much, you did so well baby.” He continues softer. “I've got you,”

- One of the nurses is kinder than the others, sees the way that jimin and Namjoon look at her. Your baby wrapped up tight and warm. She looks a little grumpy, tiny eyebrow pulled together. “You know, if you cuddle skin to skin, it will help you bond with her.” jimin and Namjoon have never undressed quicker, tossing their shirts to the floor and jostling for a chance to hold her.

- Namjoon wins of course, Jimin was only being playful. At your laugh, your tiny daughter stirs against your neck, turning a little. Unsurprisingly she’d gone to sleep shortly after she was born already tired from her first few minutes alive. (You can’t say you feel much different) - Her cheek goes against Namjoon’s bare chest and she makes a little suckling noise, small and wet, lips smacking. “Hey, there little one,” Namjoon says, something deep and reaching welling up in him, keenly aware of how dependent she is, all the love in the world in Namjoon’s chest and still- not enough for his daughter. - Namjoon holds her gently in his large work-roughened hands, the same ones that will guide her through her first steps, hold onto her shoulder when she rides her bicycle down the steep hill and carry her up the hill when she asks him to let go of the handlebars and immediately falls off,

- The same hand that will hold picture book after picture book and never say no to another story when she falls asleep at night, no matter how heavy her eyes look. Namjoon holds his daughter for the first time and feels like he’s going to fucking start bawling. Does start crying, but holds her so gently, doesn’t wake her any more than he already has. - He tucks her close under his chin, swaying gently. As if she were a pup and not a human baby her face nuzzles, just a little into Namjoon’s neck, he hopes she likes his scent. That he knows she’s safe in his arms. “I know the world is big and scary, but you should know that your mother and I love you, we will always love you” his voice is so thick with emotion that his voice cracks, Namjoon murmurs with his mouth against her small head. - Jimin stoops to his side to rub off the tears around his eyes because he doesn’t have a free hand to do so. No one in the room has a dry eye. Namjoon turns to jimin, smiling showing his dimples, holding her out for the younger man easily. He hesitates for a moment, and you nod encouragingly along, your eyelids heavy, and though jimin knows you’re rapt with attention, even though Jimin blushes and stutters and shakes his head and tries to find a reason why he shouldn’t. He was just so eager to hold her- why does it suddenly feel so scary.

- Your daughter is so so small, her weight in Jimin’s hands so impossibly fragile and slight, she wakes up, squirming a little in the warm confines of the blanket. Eager to move around and flail her little arms now that she’s been released from the confines of pre-existence and into the bright butterfly wing cacophony of life.

- “Oh!” he says surprised, the second her eyes open, though they look wide and unfocused, they’re beautiful and glittering, so much possibility in such a small body. She gurgles a happy sound, her arm moving free of the blanket, Jimin grabs onto her small fist. Her tiny fingers trying to grasp onto his finger gripping as hard as she’s able. Your daughter grips his hand as easily as she has gripped his heart and pulled it clean out of his chest. Jimin gives a shaky exhale.

-The nurse who’s tidying up looks happily at the two of them, your heart gives a pang, does Jimin feel it? how natural he looks holding your daughter. you know things haven’t been ideal since yoongi left and yet- jimin holds her like she’s holding onto him; every atom begging him not to let go.“That’s good- a sign that everything’s alright. Looks like she’s got quite a grip on her.”

- She smiles up at Jimin, her face a mirror of his, though significantly gummier. You and Namjoon talk on, excited by her first expression But jimin only has eyes for her. 

- “How are you so tiny pup?” he asks, reverent with her everything, tracing along her cheek with one of his fingers, with the same hands that will braid her hair when it starts to grow more than the tufts she has. And tug it into pigtails and ponytails and princess braids, anything she wants. 

- The hands that will play patty cake and paint with her at your kitchen table for hours and hours, the hands that will show her bugs and butterflies in the garden and tuck countless dandelions behind her ear and in her hair. Will pull them from her mouth too when she inevitably decides that the tiny yellow flowers are the best snack. And Jimin will let out a tired sigh and say ‘those are bitter- you’re going to spit them out in two seconds.” 

- Jimin doesn’t know it yet- but she will call him after those flowers, ‘dandy’ that becomes ‘daddy’ not unlike she’ll call Namjoon ‘papa’. Jimin will be as much her parent as you and Namjoon are, even if the three of you don’t know it yet. Even if Jimin feels a little separate from the two of you now- one day you’ll be a little unit, determined to give your daughter everything, the happiest childhood possible.

- His tail wags when he nuzzles into that hair “she smells so so good” that out of everything- he didn’t expect. It feels like there is a chain that runs from his heart to her, dragging him in. She smells like softness like velvet and something milky, something just inexplicably you and her, But individually different. Now Jimin realizes that part of your scent that had seemed so sweet and needing protecting- it must have been her.

- Namjoon has to smell her too once Jimin says that, and both hybrids are smiling down dopey at her, both of their tails whacking against the chairs in happy syncopation.

- You only tolerate being separated from her for a few minutes at a time. You know that Namjoon and Jimin would never dream of being careless, both of them even bristle when a doctor comes by to check her heart rate again and she starts crying. Namjoon barely leashing his growl, but you guess something’s must run too deep, the parental urge too strong in him.

-Your abdomen aches when you try to sit up in bed. The second Jimin and Namjoon scent you’re in pain they get the doctor. But it’s just your body- new and defined in terms of pregnancy and birth. Jimin and Namjoon busy themselves with her when the doctor checks you over. “Postpartum pain is common, you’re alright, it's just the epidural wearing off.” Jimin and Namjoon's noses flares at that- because how could any pain be normal?

- It might be all the hormones and the pups in the room that make them feel so protective (Namjoon’s head is a whole mess of ‘protect mate- protect pup’). But still- the second she starts squirming and reaching out for you they’re powerless to keep her in their arms. The same nurse comments, “she’s probably hungry, let us know if you have any trouble.”

- But it’s easy, you’ve long since been producing milk and it only takes a second to nuzzle before your daughter starts to feed from you. Namjoon and Jimin keep their eyes on the sealing before you roll your eyes. “It’s not weird, you don’t have to act like it's weird.” They both grimace- properly chastised.

- The feeling of panic dissipates once her tiny body is pressed against yours, is that what being a mother is like? feeling like your soul is not inside of your own body, and instead, encased in a few layers of chub. The feeling of dread that only dissipates when her skin touches hers and you get her bundled close under your chin. 

-  She has her first meal, and then promptly falls back asleep in your arms, curling into your warmth. As safe and as tiny as she’ll ever be, every moment an upward battle of time. “Any idea for a name yet?” Jimin asks.  

- “Joon and I were thinking of Rin for a while but now that I’m seeing her I kind of want to name her something different. I was thinking about June, maybe April?”

- “That’s my name,” Namjoon says aiming for deadpan but smiling too hard to really pull off the joke. 

- “I know that idiot, I was talking about the month!” the bickering prompts giggles out of all of you, the chorus makes your daughter's little gum-filled smile tug up again and initiates a fresh wave of coos and dewy eyes. Jimin leans over, running a gentle finger across her cheek, they feel so soft, like the side of a fresh peach. She is already so healthy-looking, pudgy, and squirmy.

- “Well if June is off the table, I think I have one in mind,” your eyes flicker up to meet Namjoon’s, you look tired but so awake, Namjoon pushes back your sweaty hair, fingers lingering on your neck, fiddling with your baby hairs in a tactile affectionate way. “How about “Iris?” Namjoon’s gaze is heavy on Jimin’s as his ears perk up at the mention.

- Namjoon’s mind instantly goes to a spot by the riverbed, back at the farm where the grass slopes down to the water's edge. And his memory tugs up a moment from a month ago; Jimin leaning over away from a picnic blanket to bend one of the yellow irises to his level, breathing in a deep breath and saying, “This one is my favorite.”

- And you laughing, leaning over to rest your head on his shoulder while Namjoon looked on behind you after the work was done for the day. Looking so unbelievably fond of you with Yoongi a mirrored look beside them. Sitting back on his wrists, looking like sunbathing snake, face tilted up towards the sun.

-“You’re my favorite.” 

- Iris, like the blue ones in your garden and the wild yellow ones that grow down by the river. Wild beauty untamed but maybe contained, like your hybrids, equal parts animal and human, Iris’s- purple and yellow, and every color in between.

- Jimin looks at you with a heavy gaze, swallowing the lump in his throat down, he leans forward and nuzzles into your daughter's feet. “I love that.”

- “I love it too” you clutch your daughter closer to your chest, your delicate fingers tracing across her face, memorizing her little features. “My little Iris.”

- “Hello Iris,” “hello little flower” Namjoon puts his hand on the back of Jimin’s neck for comfort. Leaning to get his face close to your daughter too. To press his nose against her head again and “I love it.” he says through tears in his eyes, voice hushed, what little falls, wiped away by Jimin's hands or soaking into the fabric of her baby blanket.

- The three of you share a moment of silence, iris falls back to sleep, and Jimin and Namjoon cuddle close on the bed with you. Namjoon makes an upset noise in his throat- still crying a little too, building into a whine. 

- “Joonie?” 

- “What's wrong?”

- it takes him a second to answer, holding Iris's little hand, fiddling with her little fingers, rolling her knuckles to feel the delicate pads of her little fingers. “I wish Yoongi was here.” 

- Iris is born at 5:24 in the morning, right as the sun rises. You’d never know it- but Yoongi is watching the sunrise too.

- he cranes his neck to watch the sky change color in the window of a trailer, a little more 50 miles south of the farm, deep in the pine forest and hidden from prying eyes. And that moment; the moment when he watches the new day begin with a feeling of impending doom- will be the only moment of peace he’ll get that day.

- It’s hard to turn too far with his wrists bound behind his back, the rope digging into his skin so tight that blood has long since soaked through and crusted in the twine. A twinge in his neck that hasn’t left in weeks flares- a twisted nerve hot under his skin. But yoongi looks- let the light burn into his irises and watches the one little square of the sky turn from blue to yellow and back to blue. 

- The dread never leaves him; though he’s lived countless days Unsure of how many more sunrises he’ll get to see and even less what those days will look like. he’s lost track of how many days it’s been since he left the farm. 

- He’s been sitting in this spot since he was taken; wrists bound behind his back, bloody and sensitive from the days spent pulling at them. Maybe he’d pulled a little too hard at them sometimes. Pain to ground him against what was happening to his body. Yoongi’s shoulder hurts, he hasn’t been allowed out of these restraints even once, and his body has started to hurt so much it feels like he’s going to go numb from it soon.

- The ropes are a little looser than they were yesterday, but that’s probably because he hasn’t been fed much in the last few days. The few pounds he managed to put on since being at the farm have all but melted away in the few weeks of neglect.

- He was lucky if they remembered to feed him, unlucky if they remembered- because being noticed was almost as dangerous as being forgotten. In his worse moments, Yoongi wonders if you've forgotten him too. Probably- but a sinking suspicion in his heart that feels a lot like what it was to love you- tells him not a chance, not a chance that you've forgotten, no way you wouldn't be looking for him these last few weeks.

- But Yoongi hopes that you won't find him. Because that would spell death for the both of you, and more than anything he wants you to live.

- Most of the time he tries to keep his head down and his mouth shut (not that that’s really hard at this point if anything it’s just habitual). But the less he makes himself a nuance, the better he can avoid getting kicked and prodded. Every breath makes pain lance up his side, no doubt a few cracked ribs, they ache painfully every time he breathes in too deep.

- Gang wars are messy- the gang needs a punching bag to take out their frustrations on. Most of the time Yoongi’s too hungry to properly pay attention to the plans being made, ground zero a few feet away, pages and pages of meticulously made plans and records. Most of the time he’s conscious enough to track when his owner is angry, louder voices mean more pain and that much makes fear shiver down Yoongi’s spine, learned- not instinctual.

-  Until yesterday he’d been able to crumple himself up in a ball too, but one of the gangsters decided Yoongi was to be their entertainment last night, and sure; it’s not like his leg is completely immobile, but the knife they’d sunk into the side certainly keeps him from folding it closer and making himself smaller. 

- It sits stretched out, in the middle of the hallway. In the way- the perfect diversion to encourage a pissed-off kick or a twist to the knife. It’s not a long knife, one of those small ones that are only a few inches long, perfect for hiding away in a pocket or shoe. 

- Yoongi would remove it, use it to cut his bonds, but he can tell by the way it twinges when he moves his ancle that its near something important, nerve endings, or one of the major arteries in his legs. Removing it would spell death. 

- Somehow it's worse going back to this, everything infinitely more painful than it used to be. Before he didn’t know what living without pain felt like. Oh- you’d ruined him hadn’t you?

- When he’d first been tied up here three weeks ago his owner had questions. Each time he’d failed to answer she’d put her cigarette out against his skin, just to see him squirm. Yoongi’s pain tolerance was already through the roof- but even that was a lot to handle. Every time a red cherry was pressed into his skin, he had to fight the urge to flinch away.

- Yoongi had not sobbed, his fingers trembling at worse, but he doesn't let himself show any other pain. “I already told you- I don’t know where the drugs are, I searched everywhere, under the barns, the basement of the big house. If they’re still there- they’re so well hidden that no one will ever find them.”  

- sick with worry that she’d try to find them herself and then eventually, the frustration when she was punishing him just for fun. “You think I wouldn’t tell you if I knew? I would have told you the second you picked me up if I’d ever found them!”

- Yoongi knows enough not to beg, that kind of thing has only ever made his owner hungrier for more pain.

-  His owner had given him a dark look; her breath and teeth caked in tartar as she blew the smoke into his face. Already burned down to the yellow filter, which only meant one thing. She’d pinched his cheeks, “stick out your tongue Yoongi.” He hadn’t- clenching his jaw. “Stick out your tongue before I decide to cut it off snake” her shout shrill and painful.

- And that had been the end of questioning. Yoongi didn’t know if you’d been aware who your husband had been or if you knew where the drugs were. Yoongi hadn’t ever asked. He doesn’t think you did- and If you did and you’d sold them off to pay for the farm then he’d gladly let it happen. Let his soul be the collateral for your dream; saving as many hybrids as you could.

- The drugs had been worth the ballpark of 20 million dollars, after all, that could pay for the farm nearly indefinitely. 

- If his own life were enough to pay for the safety of so many hybrids- for Jimin and Namjoon, then Yoongi would gladly die here. He’s well aware he’ll die even if they find the drugs. Nothing- not money or power- would be enough to keep Yoongi from an early grave.

- Yoongi’s honestly more worried about what will happen to him when they let him out of the restraints than the condition of his body if he stays in them any longer. He’s only alive because the war isn’t over yet.

- Yoongi’s owner promised the first thing she’d do when the war was over was take him out back and put a bullet between his eyes. The only reason he’s still alive is because he might have some important information locked in his brain somewhere. You can’t ask the dead questions about where millions of dollars of illicit drugs might be stashed- no matter what every palm reader and psychic on the street corners tell you.  

- Yoongi tips his head back against the wall as the day starts, the sounds in the trailer that foretell people awake and impending pain. Fear is a learned drug in his veins, but there is nowhere to run, this is the end of the road. The pangs of hunger in his stomach nothing compared to the aching in his heart.

- One of these days, Yoongi will see his last sunrise, and he won't even be able to look at the sun with burning eyes. To watch every moment of the colors changing, to measure teaspoons of yellow and pink and know this is the last time he will see those colors. One of these days- Yoongi is going to die. So he lays his head back against the cracking and caked cigarette smoke plaster, and thinks of other happier things.

- He thinks of you, Namjoon, and Jimin. The sweet way those few kisses had felt. Yoongi had never even been able to kiss Namjoon. Or tell him that he loved him. Though Yoongi thinks that maybe- maybe he knows. Maybe envy and love are one in the same because in another world- Yoongi would have wanted to be exactly like Namjoon. Dependable, protective, a good provider- a good alpha.

-  In this reality, Yoongi is nothing more than a liar- barely deserving of softness let alone love. And somehow for those few months, he’d had it- he’d snatched it from you. Most of the time- Yoongi tries not to feel too guilty. Because, in the end, he'd been a hungry little thing, hadn't he? Crawled to your door and never begged for the love you'd given; you'd loved him and he'd loved you as a snake loves a garden.

-  Have you had your baby yet? Are the dandelions coming up in the path without Yoongi there to weed them? Does the garden smell so sweet and fresh like it always does at this time of day? Is the dew sticky against your ankles?

- Or maybe you don’t even know. Maybe you’re wrapped up tight and warm with Namjoon and Jimin. Yoongi wonders how it feels- he’s never really cuddled with another person. Never gotten their bones all aligned or felt skin against his that he wanted to feel.

- The little closeness he’d had with humans early on in his development- had trained what little love for closeness that he’d had and yet- yet Yoongi feels like he would have been able to get used to it with you. The future he’d almost had hurts now that the possibility of it all has vanished. He tries not to think about what could have been.

- Do the hills look golden and rolling? Has Jimin moved into your bedroom now that you’ve all become a couple? Or has he moved into Yoongi’s room? Somehow the idea of jimin wearing his clothes, his sun hat, makes Yoongi feel warm like he won’t be completely forgotten the second he breathes his last breath.

- On his deathbed, Yoongi imagines all kinds of long-lost love stories, countless futures you could have had together. And each one as out of reach as freedom is.  Even if Yoongi could escape his bounds- he wouldn’t be able to escape this trailer with his life. So there’s really no use trying.

- The sounds of people get louder and louder the closer they get to Yoongi, his shoulders closer and closer to his ears as the tension builds. He shifts a little. Eyes still closed deep in his daydream. 

- If he was at the farm right now he’d have already made you coffee, and maybe in a different future, you would have back hugged him, snuck down the stairs to cuddle him to contentment before you’d had your coffee. neither of you talking while the machine gurgles. Your face pressed between his shoulders, hands smoothing over his side. And you could walk the garden together in the early morning, hand in hand, trading sips from the same coffee cup, Yoongi’s favorite- the one with the little tangerines on the side. Orange and bright like your lips in the morning sun, and he’d-

- “Wake up fucker” his owner, says, kicking him on her way past. Yoongi bites back a whine as pain flares up his side. Yoongi opens his eyes and she leans down, pinching his cheeks so that his mouth opens. He clenches his jaw- but she’s only toying with him.

- Yoongi’s no stranger to getting drugged against his will, but luckily this isn’t that, no- she just spits at him, and it hits the side of his face and part of his tongue. Yoongi gags, but there isn't anything in his stomach to come up. She laughs, stepping on his injured knee with a barefoot, and moves on. Yoongi tries not to feel disgusted, whipping it off on his shoulder as best he can. spitting onto the carpeted floor. 

- He feels cold in a way that might be dangerous. But he knows soon the trailer will be a hotbed of smoke and ashes like usual. He’d kill for a fresh breath of air at this point. Maybe dying will be a little bit of a relief. Hopefully is last breath of air will be a fresh one.

- But there isn’t anything they can do with him that hasn’t been done before- nothing that can’t be taken that hasn’t already been taken. Yoongi has the memories of you- and until they kill him they can’t take those either.

- The world passes in fast-forward, everything moving and alive except for Yoongi. He hopes they kill him before his scales start to shed. Or else it's going to be hell to handle the itchiness in conjunction with all of this.

- Sometimes he’s alone, and sometimes he’s not but it hardly matters. Yoongi might as well exist on a different plane than them, he feels so disconnected- like he’s watching the end of a movie and not living through this. the shouts and anger and fear that builds in all of them as the days go on and things get worse.

- He doesn’t know when he falls asleep only that it’s night time when the sound of the door slamming against the outside of the trailer wakes him. The screen clanging against the doorframe as the sound of a dying man fills the trailer.

- His owners second in command is dying, choking on his own blood, face ripped apart by someone. His throat slashed just deep enough so that he'll suffocate. Whoever's hurt them certainly favors the knife. he’s a big burly man that Yoongi had never known to take punches without hurting his opponent ten times as bad. He whimpers like one of the tiny pups at the farm does after a nightmare as 3 other gangsters dump him unceremoniously on one of the couches.

- Most of the time- Yoongi’s too confused to put together the actual events of the war but now that he sees him- Yoongi realizes it’s been several days since he’s seen this gangster in particular. Missing maybe- or stolen. His body is certainly in a sorry state. Vertical curved lines criss cross across his chest, barely an inch of skin unoccupied by pain. Both his nipples removed and bleeding profusely.

- Ouch, that looks like it hurt.

- “Fuck- we have to go.” His owner slams her gun against the counter; it goes off, the 3 or so gangsters duck. Even The dying man gurgles and falls, Yoongi’s pretty sure he’s the only one who doesn’t flinch, “No! This is over when I say it is!”

- She’s got someone’s blood all over her, but before anyone else can make a move. Headlights shine into the room, crisscrossing in a strobe light cacophony. Yellow squares sliding across the scene.  

- Bullets spray like water on a sprinkler in the middle of summer. Cool air rushing through the broken window as it shatters in the volley. Yoongi inhales a thankfully cool breath, Yoongi’s sure there must be glass in his hair by the time it quiets and he lifts his head.

- His owner's been hit, dove behind one of her men by the look of it, his body a husk that she shoves off, his breath rattling around in his broken open chest. Someone’s bong sits beside her- leaking rancid water onto the carpet.

- His owner is not completely unscathed. A bullet wound leaks from her femoral artery, slowly bleeding out. It’s as good as a death sentence if she doesn’t get to a hospital soon.

- Yoongi grins.

- Glass crunches under a platform boot, whether they’re to make the wearer taller or just for aesthetic remains to be seen. The bunny manages to be scary even without the height. 

-Yoongi knows who he is by hearing his owner rave about him time and time again and the tattoo on his cheek. He looks so ordinary in person, with soft features and keen wide eyes that could be boyish if it weren’t for the darkness in them. He’s not covered with blood- if anything- he looks like he just rolled out of bed.

- The bunny sighs, sitting down at her level, crouched on his knees; he kicks her gun away from her when she tries to reach for it. “That was more trouble than it was worth.” He tilts his head at her, his curls fluffing around his ears. “Don’t you know better than to run from fate at this point?”

- Her teeth are coated with blood when she spits them out, the front one broken. “Who the fuck do you think you are bunny boy? Trying to take something that doesn’t belong to you?”

- “If you don’t want someone to take something from you- take better care of It.” he cocks his gun with a percussive cling, bullet slides into the chamber. He shoots the dying man on the ground and then tosses the gun away. He has a veritable army behind him, lingering in the driveway outside, a pair of them looming by the doors like dogs, grinning, ready to attack if their master only says so. 

-“Also- I'm pretty sure I'm the person that’s going to kill you. But that’s only a good guess unless you’ve got a wildcard under your sleeve” his owner's eyes are inexplicably drawn to Yoongi. 

- The bunny looks up- seeing him for the first time. “Ah,” he says, eyes widening. Unreadable eyes as a tenseness in his shoulders settles. Yoongi isn’t sure why his presence makes the bunny's hands shake, but they do. “Didn’t see you there.”

- He shakes his head free of the sudden surprise. Yoongi’s perplexed, having just seen him walk into the trailer without fear. Curious- but Yoongi has other questions. Those questions as always being if this is the end of the road.

- For the first time in weeks- Yoongi wonders ‘if’ and not ‘when' he will die.

- The bunny walks over to him, tilting his head to the side gently, his hands are cold, and Yoongi shivers. “Haven’t seen one like you in a long time.” He says, spotting the scales, and the round burns on the side of his neck, barely healed.

- “These from her?” Yoongi nods. And something in the bunny’s jaws ticks. His steps are quick when he stalks over to her, grabbing her by her hair, lifting her off of the ground to a more comfortable height. The bunny must be strong because he does it with one hand. 

- She tries to push at him weekly, “ah ah ah- none of that now,”  her hands go still, staring up at him, blood dripping down her chin. She looks as afraid as Yoongi feels.

- With as unstudied an air as possible, He eyes the knives in the butcher block, selecting an unused large one. No one has ever cooked in that kitchen besides Yoongi, and it’s a good thing- because the knives are sharp. “Maybe your life isn’t mine to take but how about it hybrid, do you think your owner deserves to live or die?”

- his owner can’t keep quiet, “Fuck- do something- fucking- just help me-“ bunny shuts her up by slamming his elbow down onto her face, breaking her jaw. Teeth shattering and cluttering to the floor in a tiny tinkle.

- Now in the cold of the trailer- god- Yoongi feels like he wants to set fire to hell itself. To taste ashes on his tongue, so soft and sensitive from years spent not speaking.

- He wants to speak now- to shout- everything he’d never said, I love you I love you I love you from the rooftops, hopefully loud enough for you to hear him. He thrashes against his binds at the hint of freedom.

- The words have never been easier to say, coating his tongue like her cigarette ash; they taste like sweet damnation and bitter freedom. He speaks to his owner- to the woman who has hurt him, time and time again. Yoongi does not owe her a second of mercy.

- “If I had to choose between saving you and not, I wouldn’t- I would want you to burn.”

- Maybe Yoongi had never really belonged anywhere but if there was one place he felt like he could have belonged- that would have been with you, Namjoon, and Jimin. And he cared enough if not to claw his way home to you- to also make a space for himself in this life. Yoongi feels almost breathless for it the rabid desire to live that had never taken him before at least not when he hadn’t had anything to live for other than his own slow heartbeat. 

- Yoongi doesn't expect the bunny to speak, but his eyes flutter, staring down at her. holding the knife in his hands more firmly.

- "Goodbye Mom." 

- He drags the knife across her throat, delicately, in an easy swooping motion. Like he's done it countless times.

- Yoongi jerks against his bindings, mom- the bunny was- Is her son. her carotid artery spurts violently, a little bit of it even hits Yoongi’s cheek. The bunny lets her fall, cheek hitting the wet carpeted floor louder than it should. 

-  It should feel too brutal- more visceral to think about how many women have met their death under a man's hands, but too Yoongi she’ll never be less than a villain. Even as she chokes and sputters on her own blood. Face pressed against the floor and unable to look up as she dies. The bunny steps on her back, keeping her down. Letting her die on the floor. 

- She wasn't just his villain no- now it looks like she was the bunnies too.

- Yoongi had always wondered why he'd been purchased and whom he'd replaced. Why his owner had used him as a punching bag. But now that he thinks about it- there had to have been someone before him; Someone who she'd gotten used to hitting, gotten used to controlling.

- Most hybrids fill a void and now Yoongi knows whose spot he’d taken. 

- Her hands scrape futility at her own neck trying to stem the blood flow, losing energy every second, it’s too late. the flock of gangsters outside descend on the trailer like a flock of crows would to carrion. the many people filing into the trailer distract him And by the time Yoongi looks back at her body, her eyes are glassy, looking at Yoongi, not blinking or begging just- gone.

- Yoongi doesn't feel sick, he doesn't even feel happy. He breathes in deep, the cold air from outside filling his lungs, easing their ache just a little, he breathes in deep again, hyperventilating as he realizes that fuck- he can breathe in deep finally. Whatever spot in his chest occupied by her- now gone. No more fear- at least not of her. 

- The bunny pulls himself onto the counter, lights a cigarette while the gangsters tear apart the trailer, one of them produces a brick of cocaine, another a wad of cash, each presented to the bunny while he puffs on his cigarette, and Yoongi watches the blood soak into the carpet until it stops pooling, still and sticky.   

- No one moves to untie him. Yoongi wants to laugh at himself for being hopeful. They finish up and file out one by one, but still- the snake and the bunny remain in the trailer at a stalemate. Yoongi looking brazenly as his owner's son pretends like this was just another day. 

- “I’ll be a few seconds, just want to talk to this one.” He flicks cigarette ash in Yoongi’s direction. They nod, though most of them haven’t even acknowledged his presence, a few of them cast Yoongi a sorry look- because there are no loose ends in this life. No loose ends in the war and Yoongi is the last one alive.

- “Take me outside, please- I don’t want to die in here” the bunny ignores him. As the rest of the gang leaves gets into their cars and drives off until it’s just the two of them, Yoongi and this man. Bunny makes no move to wipe off the murder weapon, fiddling it between his fingers until his fingers are slick with their monster's blood.

- One monster to another- Yoongi thinks it suits the man in front of him. Unlike the tattoos- the bunny poking out under his eye and the other numerous others dotting his body. The gangster catches him looking, his brother not in reality, but maybe abuse. If what Yoongi suspects are true- then they were both hurt by the same woman. “What do you think? Should I get a snake tattoo for you?”

- Yoongi’s mouth is dry, he doesn’t have a joke to say in his defense, every few seconds he catches himself looking back at his owner, how she’s slumped.

- It feels different and strange to see someone whom he’d hoped would die for so long- dead. A place where pain can't reach her, the pain that still claws its way in Yoongi’s chest and down to the wound in his leg. Not enough. None of it is enough. His pain cannot pay for the sorrow of what was stolen, or the revenge for what was taken.

- He swallows back something that tastes like vomit, letting hope take its place. Growing like a weed in Yoongi’s chest, dandelions, peonies, and pine sprouts (and maybe a few iris's too).

- “Well now that that’s finished,” the bunny says, wiping the knife on his jacket shirt pocket. “What do we do with you?”

- But Yoongi makes a noise in the back of his throat; it almost feels like he’s lost the ability to speak, he's never been more unsure that he could get the words out than he is now.  “You could let me go.”

- living side by side with the knowledge that Yoongi probably won't be left alive by the next time the sun rises is the desire to see the farm again. and maybe it’s foolish to hope but-  He wants more than anything to see you again. 

- To walk into your house with his nest upstairs, ready to nurture his soul and his body back to warmth. Maybe sit with his head in your lap so that you can run your fingers through his hair like you do when he’s not having a day where it feels like his skin is crawling. He wants to get old enough, to get far enough away from all of this to where he can touch and be touched without feeling like he's going to vomit.

- To see Namjoon’s dimpled smile and play cards with the others on your porch before dinner, to curl up in the other hybrids' frankly massive arms and feel the rush of protection that can only come from an alpha. To hold those hands that like fixing things so much and be fixed in kind. To run his own hands through Namjoon hair and have him lean into Yoongi’s hands the way he leans into yours. 

- He wants to hear Jimin chatter like a bird in the garden, and pretend he’s not watching when he sees Jimin sneak cherry tomatoes, to share handfuls with him, even if Jimin’s tail thwacking up against the nearby plants wasn’t a dead giveaway. To even see the other hybrids and their hushed whispers about them, that wouldn’t matter even- he'd still smile.  

- Yoongi wants to go back more than anything, more than he wants to live. If Yoongi is worth a place in heaven- that’s what it will look like to him. So maybe either way- he’s going back to you. Even if he dies- there will be a garden somewhere in the afterlife where he is waiting for the three you. he’d get the beds growing all pretty all perfect for the three of you, even if he has to wait a while.

- The man in front of him laughs and cleans the blood out from under his fingers with the knife. His eyes flicker to Yoongi’s for a moment, and he sees something almost like pity in his eyes before he glances at his guards waiting outside for Jungkook to be done. “As if I could do that.”

- Yoongi tries not to let his heart drop, but what else could he have expected? In the record of his admittedly shit life, why would he think that something would go right for once? How had he fooled himself into thinking he was deserving of that sunny place, he should be lucky for the short time he’d been given and take no more, accept his death with a grace he’d never been able to manage in life.

-There is the piece of paper still in the bottom of his boot, from the man in front of him. A "you're welcome," that could have only been meant for you. a mark of his hidden agenda. Yoongi is one of your sweet things, an item that needs to be returned, No matter if the rules of war demand the opposite.

- The truth is Jungkook is the most dangerous man in the underworld both by birthright and blood right, the rules can bend for a king. 

-  Yoongi almost wants to lift his teeth at the man, an aggressive action more animal than human. yoongi will fight like an animal if it means he can survive. but then one of the last lingering guard's calls to the bunny, says that a cleaning crew is 20 minutes out, joking about gas fires, and how dangerous they are.

- A fire lights in Jungkook’s eyes, equal parts hope and relief. The bunny doesn't want to kill him, and maybe he won't have to.

-The bunny finishes his cigarette, eyeing the knife in his hand, “Better leave this,” he says, sinking the knife into the coffee table across from Yoongi, “Can’t have a murder weapon walking out of here after all.” His eyes hover on Yoongi for a minute, waiting until he understands before dropping in a wink before he shuts the door.

-“See you in heaven, Yoongi.”

- Had Yoongi ever told the bunny his name? He can’t remember if anyone had said it. 

- Yoongi waits until he hears their cars exit the gravel driveway, waits until the popping of tires has faded into the distance before he lunges in the direction of the kitchen, dragging his body along with his good knee, using his shoulders to prop himself up, his body aches with every memory of pain and still- he pulls himself closer and closer to freedom, eyes on the knife.

- It takes him nearly 3 minutes to haul his body over to that side of the table and another  to get the knife into his sweaty hands. He uses up five precious minutes maneuvering it into place and slowly sawing through his bonds, finally ripping his wrists free with a broken sob, the skin around his wrists is red and bleeding in some places, the rope rips off a few of his scales.

- This pain doesn't feel like it did before, sweeter and cleaner than any other pain- because this is Yoongi surviving- visceral and painful. Breathing in his first few breaths of air as he heaves open the door and smells the clean night air that smells like the Pine trees- like Namjoon. The forest smells like safety too, hints of the salty ocean on the wind and Yoongi’s face, he’s in so much pain- crying like a baby as he takes his first few steps of real freedom- something Yoongi’s never had only dreamed of.

- Even when he lived with you he was always scared of something- But not anymore. 

- He barely hesitates to walking away from that place, limping as best he can. he's thankful that his muscles haven't atrophied too badly though his whole body aches. The leg by his side useless but for a crunch. He throws himself into the tree line, tripping on a root and falling into the bushes the second before a car pulls back up the driveway. The cleaning crew comes to dispose of the bodies.

- pain erupts down his leg, the knife twisting under his bodyweight, He looks down at his leg, the handle of the knife broken off, but at least the metal bit didn’t fall out- then he’d have a real issue trying not to bleed to death. 

- The two gangsters are completely unaware of his presence, crouched in the bushes, hidden from view. But Yoongi can see them, carting two-gallon jugs of gasoline per person. He stays in the bush until they finish as still as he can be until he hears the car pull away, tense moments where he thinks that maybe he’ll be spotted.

- Yoongi waits for a little while until he can see flames lick along the inside, feeling something cathartic in the burning carve its way through him, though the double-wide hadn’t been large, it was Yoongi’s hell for so many years. Not home- never home because Yoongi has a different place to be.

- Standing up again takes more effort than Yoongi, but there is a future he can claw his way towards if he stands- if he can only get his leg under him again. The wound in his leg twinges painfully with every movement, but he knows better than to try and take out the knife. That’d be a death sentence. He’d bleed out before he even made it a mile.

- And he’s got about 60 miles to walk if he wants to make it home. He lets the light from the burning trailer hit him, warming his bones. 

- For years Yoongi had looked at the stars out of that little window he can pick out the North Star without issue now. He also knows that somewhere along the horizon- is where you are. Home is just over the next hill, just a few miles away. 

- Yoongi can make it- He knows he can. Even as the blood slowly starts flowing again, soaking down his pant leg and into his sock. Yoongi can make it if he just keeps walking. he turns away from the trailer and takes a few shaky steps, as fast as he can go and still not fast enough. Yoongi wants to scream and yell and shout- I’m coming, I’m coming home.

- With only the stars as his guide, barely visible through the tops of the pine trees, Min Yoongi heads in the direction of the farm.

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ok bestie, your reblogs have my interests piqued; what is kinnporsche?

Glad you asked. Short version: it's a Thai show that chronicles the epic highs and lows of the love story between the son of one of Bangkok's biggest criminal families and the bodyguard that's supposed to protect him. Here's a short trailer for your viewing pleasure so that it sets to the tone.

The long version? Oh boy 😏

Let me give you a rundown of all the characters:

Kinn: middle child and heir apparent to Theerapanyakul mafia family. Massive trust issues. Somewhat emotionally constipated. He loves Porsche very much but is an idiot about it. His ego is big as his tiddies, which are always on display for everyone's viewing pleasure. Obsessed with making gun jokes.

Porsche: bartended turned bodyguard for the Theerapanyakul family. Massive himbo, but we love him for it. Fiercely loyal. Has zero sense of self-preservation. Tends to get himself in sticky (HA!) situations after a few drinks. All around little shit, 10/10 would recommend.

Vegas: our resident little meowfioso. Objectively speaking he's is a garbage human being but that's alright because he's hot while doing it. He is Kinn's cousin and the family issues between him and Kinn is what (mostly) fuels Vegas rage. Tries to pursue Porsche with the same relentlessness of the squirrel in Ice Age who desperately wants that nut. And much like the squirrel, he fails spectacularly at it every time. Also, whips and chains do excite him. He relaxes by torturing people.

Pete: Porsche's bestie, also a bodyguard. Not going to spoil much but... Him and Vegas? More than meet the eye. He's a certified Freak™️. Everyone in the Theerapanyakul compound has seen his ass - including his boss. He's bit of an enigma tbh. Everyone in the fandom is cheering for him to get kidnapped and tortured. Whips and chains do excite him as well.

Kim: Kinn's lil bro. Affectionately known as Kimlock Holmes because he has an investigation/murder wall in his bedroom. He's not too involved with the main family but he is investigating the presence of a mole. When he is not investigating, he plays music, uses copious amounts of lip gloss (seriously, how are the man's lips always so hydrated and juicy????). Because of his investigation, he ends up crossing paths with Porsche's lil brother.

(Por)Chay: Porsche's lil bro. Absolute ray of sunshine. Cannot speak one bad word about him. He is so sweet that every time he's on screen I can feel my cavities growing. Has a crush the size of Texas on Kim.

Tankhun: eldest son of the Theerapanyakul fam. He's allegedly batshit cray cray but honestly? Smartest one of them all. Excellent fashion sense, I cannot emphasize enough how much I would love to raid his closet. Lover of tv dramas and certified fish dad.

There are many more characters but these are the main ones.

The series has some problematic moments (ex. dub con) so if that may be a trigger I'd suggest giving it a skip. It's such a fun series because everyone involved (aside from Chay I'd say) is on some level a terrible human being. They literally lie, kill, torture etc. as their daytime job lmao. The series has its fluffy moments, funny moments, (very) sexy moments and action packed moments. The cinematography alone is just... *chef's kiss*

You can legally watch KinnPorsche on Iqiyi - I think the first episode is available without a subscription here, at least you can gage if it's something that you may enjoy before committing :)

[revenantghost]

On Porsche’s Role in the Ending

It all just struck me that he was really out of place with everyone’s arcs and everything, but I don’t think it’s a bad choice to end it. I just don’t think it’s exactly what needed to happen for closure--which I’m not sure was the point, if my theory is correct. So some critical thots below the cut to get them out of my head (along with my juicy theory as to why it went down like this)! I love the show and will be rewatching and freaking out for days, just getting out what struck me as weird

Analysis:

We spent so much time at the beginning of the series talking about and showing how uncomfortable what the mafia did made Porsche. It was even shown much more recently in how Chay gave Porsche a very understandable ultimatum to leave this extremely dangerous world where they do things these brothers hate and the sole reason he wanted to stay was Kinn--there was very little issue in him leaving. He’s shown no change of heart in that view. And then he just has no issue taking up the role of the minor family? Which, as I understand it, the minor is in charge of a LOT of the dirty work Porsche specifically hates???

Porsche also hasn’t really earned that kind of respect. He has the bloodline, in theory, but he doesn’t exactly have the qualifications or training to do this. He was a pretty good bodyguard! He’s a fantastic boyfriend and brother! He’s got a lot of fantastic qualities, but mafia boss doesn’t really fit them imo. He can be a little (a lottle) dense, and has a tendency to go off on his own to figure things out. Which leads to a lot of fantastic drama, but doesn’t exactly inspire trust for such a serious position.

And (let me preface this by saying that I hated Vegas with a fiery passion until we started seeing his character arc and started going absolutely feral to the point I started writing fic--love him or hate him, he’s a super interesting character with a lot of facets) we just went through one hell of a journey with a fuckton of character growth with Vegas. He’s been trained to the point of abuse for this his whole life. If anyone has the guts and know-how to run the minor family, it’s him. Instead, he lost everything. To the point that his ending is almost a tragedy, only hanging on by a few threads, Why give him that entire arc just to leave him flat on his face??? (And I’m REALLY curious to see if and how Vegas would listen to Porsche the lovable himbo being in charge.)

But this all makes a LOT more sense if...

Fun Theory Time:

This may be stretching, don’t think I don’t know that lol. But the signs are all there.

I think Korn's behind it all. I think this ending was planned from the start.

Regardless of what happened with Chay and Porsche’s mother, I think both him and Gun screwed up (whether on purpose or not), and took advantage of the situation. They’re both lying through their teeth regardless of intention--as Korn ominously said,  “History is only written by the victor”--and I don’t think either are innocent. Gun abused the hell out of his boys, I don’t doubt he took advantage of his sister’s situation to some degree. And Korn has proven to be a snake.

In all things, unlike Gun and even Kinn, Korm hides and sneaks and lies and steals. He’s mafia! It’s not exactly a groundbreaking observation. But the thorn in his side he couldn’t take care of was Gun and his fellow aggressors. If only there was an innocent, sometimes dense soul he could take under his wing and into the family fold that was easy to manipulate and could take over the minor family so he could get rid of Gun and his evil little minions once and for all. Oh, but there would be a huge upset if it weren’t a relative. Boo hoo.

Except...

He’s had Porsche and Chay tucked into his back pocket for years. Things are starting to hit a head. It’s time he made his move.

And made his move he did.

I still feel like it’s weird Porsche just accepted the position, but it’s not like he’s known to think things through. (Though poor Chay!!!) But it makes sense to unify the family, the entire show I was screaming at my screen how stupid the divide was. And what easier way than this?

And if this is what happened, no wonder it fells a bit unsatisfying as an ending. This is just the beginning of a new, darker conflict.

Okay, okay, done rambling into the void! Now to get a snack and hop into the tag for the memes and to be stabbed through the heart with feelings.

[save-the-data]

Jame Supamongkon is out from his series with Net. Oh well. I wish him the best. I supported him before his pairing as NetJames and will continue to always. He is one of my favourite actors so of course I'll love him whatever project he takes in the future and happy to see his growth as an artist. Just please do another season of mafia the series: guns and freaks. Please.

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Kinnporsche ep 9

Because THIS TIME I decided NOT to TRUST the promotional photo, THIS TIME it turned out to be real. Story of my life *sigh*

IT SEEMS to me - or more -  I HOPE, that this is all a plan made by Kinn and Porsche to get the information out of Tawan and Vegas who, being sure that Kinn and Porsche are "divorced" and fighting, will act bolder and say more than they would like. My assumption is based on: 1) there was no scene with Porsche confronting Kinn about his behavior towards Tawan, which would be logical after how they acted in ep 8, also Porsche is not a timid uke suffering in the corner and Kinn does not avoid “talking” 2) Kinn didn't confront Vegas at the pool, and recently in a similar scene he was threatening him with a gun and was very aggressive and now what, he just LEFT? Left his beloved with a guy who constantly makes a move on him? Um, no? Not Kinn? Not after their famous make up sex in the bathroom and not after ep 8? 3) Kinn asked his father to trust his decisions when discussing Porsche, 4) I think if Kinn felt REALLY betrayed by Porsche, then after their honeymoon shown in ep8, we would be dealing with a small nuclear blast at least. Same with Porsche, had he been rejected by Kinn after misunderstanding AGAIN, he would have reacted differently too (he literally had a breakdown last time, we had that beautifully-horrible scene in the bathroom, Porsche CRIED). I would just expect a bigger drama in such a situation, but there was practically nothing, 5) last time Kinn was betrayed, he shot that person, he and the rest of the mafia are shown killing the betrayers through the whole series, but now it’s just “lock him up”, coveniently next to Tawan, who immediatelly starts to show his true colors to Porsche? Vegas shows up? Hmmmmm... I've seen plots like this in movies and TV series when the two protagonists pretend to be fighting or pretend to be a prisoners to get information. Well, we'll see. I hope that's true, because after something like this it would be hard for me to imagine them restarting their relationship again. Besides, it would be the repetitive, fighting, reconciliation, fighting, reconciliation. How many times has it already been in this series? Is this how their relationship going to be? 

The best character of this episode was, of course, Tankhun, who didn't say a single stupid word. I am also a bit surprised by the indulgent treatment of Tawan to get information from him. After all, this is a mafia, it seems to me that the standard threat to health or life would bring much better and quicker results, but maybe I’m oldfashioned :D Literally two episodes ago Vegas got the information this way and now they’re being nice to another traitor?

Pete had an interesting reaction to Vegas, to his touch. Pete is clearly disturbed by Vegas, and yet he had a strange reaction after the ceremony ended. Also it was a first time I got something from Pete, something that is not his “regular guy” act, something that is... new :) There were some glimpses before, sure, but this time it was something more solid :D

Anyway, Kinn, Porsche and Vegas in this episode were just beautiful. Angry, tense Kinn is just so hot, Porsche “smiling” to cover his anger is so hot, Vegas and his side profile is just so hot. Ah! Forgot about Pete - when he is freaking out around Vegas - also hot. I guess my fav look is them looking angry and tense lol