#Make a fish Boyz

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every day is a lovely day... | tbz lee juyeon

pairing » the boyz lee juyeon x gn!reader (lmk if i missed anything)

trope/au » strangers to lovers, non-idol au!, university au!

genre »​ mostly hurt/comfort(...?), mostly fluff, a pinch of angst (i always say this but i'm kinda confident in this statement this time lmao), deep reflection on life and aspects of the earth, juyeon who basically falls in love with you at first sight, juyeon being kinda confident towards reader, picnic date by the beach after finishing you last exam!, comforting boyfriend chef (not actually his occupation) lee juyeon!

word count, estimated reading time » 2249, ~8 mins

warnings (lmk if i missed anything!) » reader didn't sleep well, reader uses caffeine to battle tiredness, the slightest of academic difficulties (it's just a dash imo), deep thoughts of sea and sky life (not an expert in this field at all), mentions of open water/vast landscapes in the thoughts

navi/masterlist!! 🤍 part of 'especially to you...'

i swear that banner changes colour before my very eyes. because i do understand that it's bright and at first glance, you can barely see the water on the bottom right. but when i change tumblr to a lighter mode, stare at fading wind lines near the top of the image for some time, my eyes adjust and the water becomes very obvious. i think it depends on colour context because on dark mode, it's hard for the 'effects' to kick in. is it just me...? it's messing with me...there has got to be a study about this somewhere...😭 anyway!

(i accidentally released this earlier so for those who saw anything: no you didn't!! 😭)

happy birthday to you @littleroaes !! ngl i was gonna give up on this birthday present but then i was scrolling through and found this little wip and tried to modify it to what you like. i was gonna do f2l like you mentioned you like but my brain stopped making ideas for that as soon as i told myself to write about it 😭 so here's my very first short story on strangers to lovers that thankfully you have appreciation for 🫶 from your profile, i read you like fishes, the colour blue, kimbap, spring rolls and of course, lee juyeon!! 😸 so i tried my best to incorporate these prompts here. i tried something different for the fishes 🐟 topic but i hope this incorporation is fine 💙

here is your boyfriend that will get you through uni! hope you have the happiest birthday!! 🎂🎉 love you!! mwah!!

Everything changed for you when Juyeon walked into your life.

No, literally.

Well, maybe not…literally.

You remember the prominent eyebags you’ve carried for the last month since university started. The new semester has weighed you heavier than the headache that is arising from the lack of sleep and the missed attempt to get your daily caffeine content since you slept through your alarm. At the very least, you’re thankful that everything is now electronic because you are so unprepared to be commuting to campus with a heavy mind, heart, eyelids and straps on your shoulders that would surely give you a very sore back.

That day started horrendously. You really thought that the alarm was the only thing that the universe threw at you for their entertainment but it was the embarrassing fact that you dozed off during class. Your elbows were propped up too comfortably against the desk and the perfect temperature of the lecture room didn't make it any easier for your natural melatonin to kick in. The next thing you knew, your palms cupped your cheek and there was this loud bang that was accompanied by the sharp pain on your cheekbone when you hit the wooden desk.

Everything is going awesome and you just attracted around a hundred students back to you. Thankfully your lecturer didn't take it to offense and shot you an emphatic smile.

You guessed then after that the universe felt bad for the negative attention that you got and they canceled the next class on your filled weekly schedule. Usually, you would be annoyed at the sudden change but this gave you a little hour to bask in the sun, the open green space and your favourite cup of beverage wrapped protectively by your hands.

Only to find out that you left your wallet at home.

“I’m sorry,” you said to the worker who tried her best to reassure you and to take your time as your frantic fingers ran through the items in your bag.

Your knees fell to the ground and sweat started to creep against your forehead and to the side of your head, a silent reminder to be mindful of the long line of students who are mostly probably just as stressed as you are in their university journey. The lighting above you helped with your sight in your receipt-filled bag but suddenly, the long papers with their minuscule printings became hard to read and a deep voice stated his order.

At first, your instinct was to defend yourself, tell the person who cut in line and added an order between you and your caffeine to wait a little bit longer but his choice of words registered into you before you could voice out anytime.

“I'll add an iced Americano with the order, please.” And then the familiar beeping sound of a successful transaction rings.

Your neck cranes up towards the stranger that only made your day easier and you couldn't help but let out a gentle gasp. A sharp pair of eyes yet soft and curious like a cat, his perfectly shaped nose and the slight upturn of the corner of his lips with the smile that beams down on you. 

The chain necklace around his neck dangles above you and you were sure it hypnotised you to say, “It's an angel.” These were your first words to Lee Juyeon.

“Ah,” the recipient of the compliment could only blush first at your words, a hand sneaking up to mindlessly scratch his nape. “We should at least get out of the line.” 

Now it's your turn to have your cheeks heat up at the realisation that you're blocking everyone else’s caffeine intake.

You thought that maybe Juyeon would just walk away and wait for you to join him on the other side of the table with the hanging ‘Pick up orders here' sign hanging from the beige ceiling. Yet, he crouched and helped you sort out your materials, collecting your pencil case and books into one arm, the other swiftly scooping up the straps of your bag along his other forearm.

Your eyes couldn't help but widen at your empty hands, and you were flustered at how he was still holding onto your things even when the customer who stood behind him joined you both after paying. Juyeon’s bangs shook when he refused to give your things back, insisting that you should be the one to carry the coffee instead. 

“Coffee is important.” He convinces you with that warm smile of his. “Don't drop it!”

With the promise to pay him back for another cup, came a few promises to help with common subjects and overlapping knowledge. And with time, came the fluttering feeling in both your hearts that only grew when you comforted each other in the long nights leading to assignments and exam periods that came all too quickly but passed by excruciatingly slow.

Juyeon made it all worth it though. You walked out of the last two-hour prison of the semester to be greeted with your usual reward packed in a paper bag. If it was anyone else but Juyeon, the contents of the bag would be mushed as you hug it close to you but it's the person that you have missed so much that gets your love first.

“You called me last night, bubs,” Hearing his voice not through the help of technology is more refreshing and you couldn't help but tighten your hold around his figure. 

“Every day is missing Juyeon day.” 

“Well for me, every day is a happy day when you're in my life.”

It's a line that he has said to you many times even before he started dating you. Juyeon tried to make the line more interesting each time but one day, mixed with his tiredness and excitedness of finally seeing you, it became the line that revealed his adoration for you.

Hand in hand, Juyeon's thumb caressing the back of your palm, your right arm closely stuck to his left, you both sway and skip to the nearby beach to relish in each other’s company with nature. The light salty breeze scent hits you before you can even see the gigantic natural blue space that seems endless and seamless with the blue sky. As your outfit becomes one with the direction of the wind and the sun is still bright enough for you to know even when your orbs are hidden beneath your eyelids. It’s the little moments like these that the Earth seems to be so rich in beauty and life becomes beautiful although you’ve been studying endlessly for the past three months. 

You couldn’t help but let your mind wander to the body of water that eventually begins to seep into your view as you walk up the small hill. You imagine the school of fish including the friendly dolphins to the misunderstood sharks and all the shapes and sizes of the life forms in there, some dependent on their family whilst some choosing to live alone. 

That’s why you’ve always been so enamoured by the living, along with the sea plants that they harmoniously live with. 

You wonder what kind of thoughts these creatures have as they live in a world much bigger than the land you stand on and if they ever want to explore the whole ocean like most people would love to see the landmarks scattered across the world. If they visit the landmarks of the ocean, would they even remember it? Or would they just swim away, finding it more than satisfactory with the fact that they’re free, especially those who swish through the water with company?

Same with life in the sky, do they ever get tired from flying? Like some people who are scared of a large body of water but are already mid-journey, how do they persevere in their flight and keep going? Do they sometimes look at human transportation and hope that they could bask in that luxury as well? Sleep in the moving vehicle and relax your tense muscles against the cushioned interiors even if it’s just for ten minutes. You want to know the answer to that and maybe, you’ll be able to learn something from the other life form.

You wish sometimes you would be one of them but it’s hard to say so as well because all forms of life experience different hardships and it’s impossible to generalise anything, nor is it truly fair to say one has it better than the other.

That’s when life becomes so complex and beautiful. The fact that you’re so small in the context of the horizon that stretched too far for you to see and comprehend, leaves you appreciating the small things in life.

For you, the arms encircling your middle remind you that no matter what hardships you face, you’ll be able to safely fall back onto someone. That you can freely cry without judgement and that life is lovely whenever he’s in it. Juyeon steals a kiss from your lips before placing another one on your cheek. Your eyelashes flutter open and you swear that Juyeon’s smile is brighter than the sun that smiles down on you both and louder than the crashing waves against the eroding rocks.

And whenever he asks you, “Feeling better?” You know that Lee Juyeon is the one person that you can answer the question truthfully and genuinely.

You both settled with a picnic blanket underneath a substantial amount of coverage from the sun by the park near the beach, the crashing ocean waves still in sight. You observe the tree above you dancing freely in the winds while the birds seem to sing for both of your accomplishments. 

When you look back down by the cue of a single, proud hand clap, you're greeted with numerous small glass containers clinking next to each other. The colours from the neatly presented food only lifted your energy further and your boyfriend’s orbs glimmered more with the help of the sun that still peaks through from the leaves above.

Juyeon complied when you asked him for a bite of his homemade kimbap and spring rolls. The flavours instantly make you nod. “I refuse to believe that your mum didn't make this.” 

Your boyfriend’s smile flattened, dipping further into a frown, “She helped but I did all the cooking and rolling!” 

“Okay, you cute clingy baby.” Leaning in to press a quick kiss against his pouting lips. “I’m just joking around with you.” 

To Juyeon, the peck is way more than just unsatisfactory and his thoughts about it are clearly reflected first from his eyes. Then, his hand landed next to the food box on his far left and made a sweeping motion on the cotton blanket to the right, pushing all of the obstacles between you and him. His knees slide his body closer to you that was once on the other side, and now with your boyfriend only looking at you with the softest, loving gaze between his overgrown bangs, you couldn’t help but purse your lips momentarily. You couldn’t let out a question or comment but that changed in the blink of an eye when leaned in Juyeon, replacing your growing confusion with a muffled chuckle instead.

A soft groan vibrates to your lips, Juyeon complaining about how there was nothing to laugh about—not when his soft lips are between yours. A palm made its way around the back of your neck, pulling your still extensive smile against his more serious ones. Eventually, with the way that Juyeon poured his love into you, you’re determined to do the same to the only person who would only let you claim his lips. A part of his blue and white sweater is now captured in your fist but it did nothing to your heartbeat which starts to pick up whenever Juyeon pulls away to adjust his lip’s position on yours. 

The subtle nose nudges only served your fingers to trail up his arm that held you close, tracing along the vein that started near his elbows and ran his wrist near your pulse on the side of your neck. Now, with the way that your thumb brushes softly on his soft skin, Juyeon could melt further into you, leaning in further to deepen his presence to you. Whenever he pulled back, you would be the one chasing after him pulling on his sweater, wanting to indulge in his loving space even more.

“Who’s the clingy one now?” That lands him a shy hit to his chest that only made him let out a weightless chuckle in the air. “The love of my life and the only one for me,” he whispers sweet nothings as your foreheads kiss each other, a sweet gaze grazing upon your facial features. “I love you, bubs.”

So maybe you weren't hypnotised at all that day. Maybe, the universe didn't hate you after all. Maybe, this was all meant to happen even though you did go through some stress when the sequential events happened.

“I love you more.”

But at least, the universe gave you a free coffee.

Two, you really did meet an angel named Lee Juyeon.

And three, just like how he holds the day when you confess to him that you love him back, you repeat the words that he said to you at the start of all your lovely days, “Every day is a lovely day when you're in my life.”

navi/masterlist!! 🤍 'especially to you...'

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Dark Days - Yae Miko x Male!Reader

A/N: That's right, angst is on the menu today boyz. CW: Descriptions of disease, Kitsune!Reader, Reader death.

Creatures of lesser might are naturally attracted to their superiors. The strongest wolf leads the pack, the biggest Hilichurl commands the others, even the fascinating humans flock to the banners of those strongest in body or mind. Kitsune are no exception. 

There wasn't a day in your centuries of life that was lacking in kitsune. Those of your kind that haven't yet reached sapience always seemed to somehow stumble into your presence, guided by some sort of inexplicable magnetism. You and Miko often debated on the reason why these sly creatures could always find you. Maybe they sought to learn from you and follow your lead into ascension? Perhaps it was simply instinct or scent mixed with curiosity, it wasn't clear. What was clear, however, was that you couldn't help but interact with them. Their little ears and cute snouts never failed to make you share some delicious fish or egg with them. 

Foxes didn't make for good pets only, however. They could understand your commands and would carry them out flawlessly, as long as they were within their ability. Their main use was delivering letters from you and to you. What better use than make them the envoys of the Envoys? The irony never ceased to amuse you. 

There were some quarrels every now and then, obviously. These were still wild animals at heart. Sometimes they were moody and would stay away, sometimes you would accidentally step on their tail, earning a squeak and an offended glare from them. When one of these cuties would get too much into playtime, you would get a nibble or two. Neither you nor Miko paid any mind - they were shallow at worst and healed within a single day or two. 

That day wasn't any different. Miko needed to send a message to a Shumuutsuban agent, and she enlisted your help. You called a kitsune over, and before long one emerged from the nearby shrubbery. Just when it approached and you leaned down to attach the message to its back did you notice how dirty and skinny the creature was. It seemed dazed, its steps were unsure and shaky, lacking the usual tact and elegance of your kind’s thread. Regardless, you gave it directions. Just as you moved your hands closer, the fox sank its teeth into your hand. 

You yelped and struck it with a painful, but harmless Electro shock, and it scurried away. Never did you see a fox so snappy, and you were Miko’s husband. Ultimately, you cursed the animal under your breath and moved on with your day. 

Days passed. Absorbed by the soon approaching summer festival, you didn’t pay attention to the minor injury you sustained, even when the red spot didn’t seem to go away as it should. Miko noticed it by accident one day and questioned you. You just shrugged. 

“I guess it’s sunburn? I really should apply some sun cream.”

You did as you said, but even after an entire week of careful treatment, the “burn” was still where it was. More - it seemingly expanded, with the skin feeling just as smooth as the rest of your body. Miko’s curiosity turned into concern when the area became hot to the touch. Something wasn’t quite right with your hand, and yet you claimed to feel nothing out of the ordinary. To test this, Miko pinched your skin and was promptly taken aback by your complete lack of reaction to the stimulus. 

When the heat spread through your whole body, you called in a physician. Much to Miko’s relief, a short examination revealed that it was nothing but a minor infection from a neglected cut. 

Your wife spoke her farewells to the good doctor and took a few days off to keep you company. After all, what good would the medicine do you if you didn’t have the support you needed? Your fever dropped, giving both of you some much needed peace of mind. It was a fantastic opportunity to spoil you, even if kisses or cuddling were out of the picture - Miko didn’t want to bother with coughs, fever or any of the many unpleasantries sickness carried with itself. You were positively adorable, resting in the guest bed and becoming all flustered whenever she brought you tea, food or read you a book. 

But her smile was short-lived. 

Just a few days after the visit, the fever returned, higher than ever. Your forehead was close to burning to the touch. With the fever came sweat - constant sweat, drenching every bit of the sheets and blankets. Shivering, you lost most water in your body almost overnight. 

When Miko saw you in the morning, a cold shiver ran down her spine. You were sitting on the edge of the bed, your eyes wide open and blinking slightly, your skin shiny with sweat. You mumbled to her about wanting something to drink, but your voice was… wrong. Damaged, hoarse, as if your very throat had been scraped and mangled by a knife. There was a thick line of drool flowing from your agape mouth. 

“Water…” You moaned. “Please…”

It wasn’t long before a glass of the drink rested in your hand. Despite your state, your delirious expression betrayed hesitation. Miko stretched out her arm to hold you, but stopped herself shortly. She couldn’t risk catching whatever you had. 

“Honey, please drink it. It will do your body good.” She spoke in a calm, almost motherly voice, soothing and composed. 

With a shaking hand you lifted the glass to your lips. As soon as the water touched your lip, your throat spasmed, forcing you to spit it out. The glass fell to the floor, its life saving contents rejected by your very self. 

Miko spoke not a word more and rushed to the palace. It didn’t take long to explain the emergency, as Ei has been paying visits to your house ever since your condition confined you to the bed. Within less than an hour Ei gathered every medic she had at her service and led them back to you. 

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Miko leads the humans through her house. Her steps are nervous, yet determination shines in her pupils. Everything will be alright now that the very Shogun brought the best of the best to your bedside. 

She opens your door, able to cast just one pained glance at your restless, miserable form. Your breathing is so heavy she can hear it from beyond the threshold. Miko turns to Ei, who nods at the doctors. They move into the room one by one. Miko turns to follow them, but is stopped by Ei’s arm on her shoulder. 

“Trust them. They know their trade and focus is what they need now.” 

Miko looks down. She shakes her head. “Yes. Of course.”

They sit down in the living room. Miko is fidgeting with her fingers. No words exit the lips of any of the two women. The tension hangs thick in the room, audible sounds of the researchers murmuring to each other being the only to break the deafening silence. 

Before long, the door opens. Miko jumps up and watches the men approach. Their expressions, graced with many scars of experience and age, are bleak. They look at each other nervously. Miko can hardly contain herself. 

“Speak!” She growls. “What is happening to my husband?”

One of them coughs. “It is…”

Silence. 

“Hydrophobia.” Another completes the sentence. 

Miko’s eyes grow wide. A smile of disbelief makes its way to her lips. She scoffs. 

“What? You can’t be serious.”

Reading the room, Ei stands by Miko in silence. 

“Lady Yae Miko, we are certain-” “So what if it is hydrophobia? Treat it.” Her eyes narrow. 

“There is no known cure to the disease. We are sorry.”

“Ah, is that so?” 

She makes a step forward. Her eyes meet those of the medic. 

“Fascinating. Isn’t it your job to cure? If you cannot do that, then what use are you, anyway?”

The man tugs at the collar of his outfit. His eyes dart from the kitsune to the floor and back. 

“You are worthless.” 

Her open hand raises and lands on the cheek of the elderly man, the sheer force of the blow making him reel back. Miko bares her fangs in rage, but before she can do another move, Ei grabs her by her kimono and turns her body to face her. 

“Stop this! Do not raise your hand at them, they are not the ones to blame.”

Miko groans and tries to push her friend away, but the god’s superior strength renders her efforts futile. Their eyes meet. Ei remains calm and collected. The stillness of her features chills Miko’s anger. 

Moments pass in silence.  

“We need to secure him. We cannot risk him going feral and hurting anybody.” She speaks, the decisiveness in her voice plain to hear. 

“I know.” 

A tear runs down Miko’s cheek. She smiles through the choking sensation, wiping her eyes with her hand. 

“I… I just don’t… want him to l-leave.” She shakes her head. “Not yet. N-not yet.” 

Miko lets her gaze fall downwards. Ei issues a command and the doctors re-enter your room. The fox remains paralyzed, her mind too dazed to form a coherent sentence. 

She wants to speak out. Protest. She wants to rip the humans to shreds, limb from limb, she wants to spit blasphemies at Ei for letting all this happen. At the same time, she wants to fall to her knees and kiss their feet, begging them to do something. Anything. 

But her mind knows. It knows that she shouldn't lash out as she sees the scientists take you out of your bed on a stretcher, yet her mind struggles. To understand. 

The stretcher stops next to her. She places her hand on the towel covering your forehead, her finger still bearing the ring that bound you and her together all these years ago. 

“Goodbye, my love.”

Until death does us apart. 

Thanks for reading.

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Partners

Summary: The two partners in crime that did everything together as a team for the team, were finally separated.

Oneshot

Fluff, Angst w/a happy ending, Mafia au, Hurt/comfort au

Trigger Warnings: Guns, Knives, Rescuing a spider or two, Murder, Death/Dying mentions, No main character or member death, Damnation, and Mentions of Drugs (none used or sold by reader).

Word Count: 5,582

Younghoon X Reader

[A/n: If my friend; @jinkoh never put this in my mind, my first fanfiction for the boyz probably would have probably been sweet and fluffy. Here we are… Anyways, after a few years of saying I’d write about them, now I have. And yes, of course, the reader had to be a badass. I'm still new to their personalities, so I am sorry if the characterization is off!! Fun fact: this fic starts on the same word it ends on: Another]

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Another day, another successful mission. Your team was able to find another one of your rival's hideouts and kill off several of the dealers. You high-five Younghoon as you climb out of your lookout together. He lands first on the ground. He waits for you to jump and steadies you after you hop down. You thank him before telling him, “We're such a lethal team.” He grins, and you make it to the getaway car and sit in the back with him. He speaks first, “The shot you pulled off back there?” You hum as you smirk, “Yeah?” He smiles, “I can’t believe you managed to shoot that guy in the head! We were so far away from him!” You laugh and go, “What about you? Mr. I pulled off the ending shot. You killed the guy who we’ve been after for months!” He smirks, “I did, didn’t I?” You both laugh, and Sunwoo goes, “You lovebirds done? I almost got my ass kicked back there.” You roll your eyes, and Younghoon goes, “You’re just jealous 'cause Youngjae bested a big opponent in hand-to-hand combat.” “You two saw where I was and couldn’t kill the guy for me?” You shrug, “If you didn't have it under control, he would have been shot by us.” Younghoon continues, “We had bigger fish to fry anyway.” Sunwoo rolls his eyes, and Youngjae is the last to hop into the vehicle, “Alright, who’s ready for ramen!?” You all grin and yell, “Me!”

You all laugh as you eat a hearty meal before retiring to your rooms. You hold the door open for Younghoon, and he follows you in, groaning, “I’m ready to retire for the night.” You laugh, “Me too.” You wash up first before letting him have the bathroom. You hear a cry of, “Why is it always me?!” And you knock, and he goes, “S-Spider!” You laugh and open the door, and he covers up with the shower curtain, pointing and cowering away from the bug. “You may be a skilled sniper. But you certainly can’t take out a bug.” He pouts, and you smile, “I mean it kindly.” He nods, and you trap the bug and go, “I’m going to run this little guy outside.” He shivers, “Ew.” And before you exit, he goes, “For a person who shows no mercy to the devils, you certainly are gentle to bugs.” You shake your head and laugh as you leave and let the spider out of the balcony window before locking it back up.

The following morning, Sangyeon calls for a meeting. It starts well, reviewing your success of the last year. Before he sighs, “I’ve been thinking about this for a while. And how we’ve been trying to eliminate our rival. And after several talks with Kevin, I’ve decided what course of action to take.” Sangyeon locks eyes with each of you, “We’re going to have to take drastic measures to end this once and for all.” You all wait for him to elaborate, and he says, “(Y/n), I’d hate to burden you with this. But you’re our keyholder. You’ll be the one to infiltrate the devils.” You couldn’t believe your ears as he continued to talk. You felt someone grab your hand and hold it tightly under the table, and you squeezed it back, reassuring him that it was okay.

Sangyeon says, “We’ll talk further. But for now, that’s what I’ve decided.” You nod, “Okay.” Younghoon immediately protests in your favor, his hand leaving yours, but you know it won’t change anything. Sangyeon has made his decision, and while he was lenient. When something favored the team, it was more important than the individuals. Not that he would assign any of you anything outside of your capabilities. Younghoon slams his hands onto the tabletop, “We’re always together! I’m (Y/n)’s partner in crime!” Sangyeon’s lips pull into a firm line, “I know. I’m sorry. But (Y/n)’s our best bet. And as much as I’d love to send Chanhee who’s always behind the scenes. He’s not a skilled marksman, like you and (Y/n).” You were the team’s sniper and weapons specialist, along with Younghoon. He begs, “Send me instead.” And you have to fight your tears as he pleads. Sangyeon shakes his head, “I can’t. They know your face when you tripped that wire when you went on that solo mission eight months ago.” Younghoon groans, and Sangyeon looks at you, “You understand, right?” You hold your voice as steady as possible, “I do…” And Younghoon looks at you, baffled before he sees the tears in your eyes. And Sangyeon leaves the room with the rest of the team to give you both time to think it over.

Younghoon waits until the door clicks before he pulls you up and into his arms. “I know you’re capable. But I don’t want you to go.” You blink back your tears, “Unlike you, I’ve never been without you on a mission. What if I’m not as good without you?” He shakes his head at you, with tears brimming his eyes, “You’ve always been better than me. You never miss a shot. You’ve always been careful. And I know without me, you’ll be okay.” You wrap your arms around him, “I don’t want to go without you even though I have to.” He makes sure you’re looking him in the eyes before he says, “I have to tell you something.” You wait for him as he takes a deep breath, “You’re my partner in crime, right…” You give him a small smile, “Always.” He searches your eyes as he whispers, “I’ve always wanted you more than that. Not just in crime, I want you to be my life partner.” Your tears finally spill over at his confession. “I-I-” He shakes his head, “You don’t have to say anything back. I um- I just needed to tell you.” You cry as you finally say, “I want you too. You’ve always been my partner in more ways than I ever admitted.”

You wipe his tears as he wipes yours. You smile, “The rest of them have always called us lovebirds, it’s about time we make it true.” He laughs and agrees. Before placing his hands on either side of your cheeks and kissing you, as you quickly kiss back. You stay like that for a moment. You pull away and search his eyes, noticing the tears rolling down his cheeks. And you tell him, “I mean it, I love you.” He lays his forehead against yours, “I love you too.”

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It’s the last day you'll be here, for a short while, you hope. You hug them all goodbye. It was hard to part with them after being with them for eight years of your life. Even with tears threatening to fall, they each do their best to make you laugh as they tell you goodbye. Hyunjae hugs you last, “You’ve always out-skilled me in marksmanship. When you return, we’ll compete, and I'll win, okay?” You laugh, “My ass you’ll win!” He winks, “I guess you’ll just have to prove me wrong when you return!” They all scoot back as you approach your partner. Your tears race forward as you see his tearful eyes. He pulls you into him and hides his face into your neck for a few minutes, just taking it all in, that this would be the last time you’d hug either for a long time or forever. You hold him to you, not wanting to go just as much as he didn’t want to let you go.

“I should have told you about my feelings sooner.” You cup his cheeks, “It’s okay.” Your tears are streaming down your cheeks as he chokes back sobs, “I know you can do it. But what if… What if I waited all this time… Just for it to be too late.” You shake your head at him, and he holds you tighter in his arms, “What if you die out there and I never told you I loved you.” You sniffle, “But you did. And I love you too, don’t you dare forget that.” He cries, and you lift his chin and pull his lips to yours. After a brief kiss, you tell him, “Then it won’t be all for naught. If we live, we’ll be safe. And if not, we’ll at least die knowing we felt the same for each other.” He pulls his lips from yours and shakes his head at you, “How I wish these were different circumstances.” You laugh as you wipe your nose on a handkerchief, “Me too. But that’s why when I leave. I’ll be damned and determined to make it back to you.” He locks eyes with you, and you smile, “I’ll do everything to meet you on the other side. I’m damned to have you by my side.” You kiss his nose, and you both start to pull away when he whispers, “Are you sure I can’t bar you from leaving?” You giggle and whisper back, “Sangyeon would have your head.” He laughs, “It’d be worth it.” You wipe your eyes before shaking your head at him. You kiss him one last time before pulling away.

You sigh as you take one last look at the world you grew to love. They’re all waving goodbye, and Younghoon is waving with tears streaming down his eyes. You give them the bravest smile you can. And with a wave, you disappear into the night.

---

It’s been a year since then, and you’re still in this damn place, waiting for the perfect moment to strike and get this over. All you wanted to do was to return to be by Younghoon’s side. While you were doing this for the team and you to be safe. You were also doing everything you could to thin out the mafia from the inside. From sending the crew out at the wrong place and time or committing inside jobs to move up higher in the rankings. And since you had help from the outside. The number of coworkers you have every day is less. Now, you're the kingpin's bodyguard, and when you're not guarding him, you're the head of patrol.

Your mind is in other places while standing beside your boss. You have to stay strong for not only yourself but your partner and friends. You straighten up as you imagine what shenanigans you'd be doing. Maybe Hyunjae and you'd be pranking Sangyeon. Or you'd be in your shared room cuddling with Younghoon. Holding him to you as you run your fingers through his hair. Your mind is drawn back to your boss, who is chattering about something he wants acknowledged.

He's telling you about his latest fling, and you're resisting your recoil of disgust as you nod along to him. When he finally shuts up, you go back to daydreaming. Maybe this time, unlike before, you'd share the bed instead of just a room. Perhaps you two would buy a queen-sized mattress, plop it in the middle of the room to share, and you'd be happy. You'd still have to go out and deal with the various missions. But at least it would be alongside Younghoon again. After all, it has only been a year and some months since you’ve confessed. You both didn’t know if you’d come back alive, and you’re wondering if you ever will. You’re still waiting for a sign that they’re ready.

Your mind goes back to the first few months. It wasn’t easy infiltrating the system, but you acted swiftly, getting in on training sessions in their gyms until they started to recognize you more. And then, one day, you ‘accidentally’ caught them exercising their crimes: exchanging drugs in plain daylight. So, of course, they had to make sure you kept quiet by dragging you in further. After all, you were already in their gym 24/7. What was another hour? You acted as if you didn’t know how to shoot a gun and went up the ranks rather quickly with your skills that seemed to them as natural talent. What they didn’t realize is that you weren’t naturally rising in the ranks like they thought. After two months of being the head of the patrol, you rose artificially to the main bodyguard after he mysteriously died. Now it was only a matter of time before you’d get alone with the boss without fearing interruptions from staff and fellow guards. You still had three other bodyguards to take care of. And it was still risky to kill them all when you didn’t have the signal yet.

---

You're up late, retiring to your single room after finishing your shift for the night. When you get a text from an unknown number, “New to Deobi.” Your eyes light up as you hide under your covers to text back, “How did you get my number?”

New: You know I have my ways. Your rank?

You: Main bodyguard

New: Good

New: Two days

You: No way

New: Yes, way. Now, get to bed. We got our side under control.

You giggle, almost too giddy to fall asleep. Soon you’ll be out of here. You just had to get rid of the others, an easy feat after knowing how strict everyone’s schedules were with a man who needed guarding 24/7. All you need Chanhee to do is disconnect the internal alarm system. And it was smooth sailing from there. With it still on, your boss can send out a distress signal to authorities or fellow mafias. And you couldn't risk that happening.

—Meanwhile, on the other side—

Younghoon is outside of the kingpin’s bar, just doing his nightly stroll. When one of the goons comes out talking shit about everyone in their rival's group and how the job sucked. And how his fellow bodyguards were even worse, always ordering him around, “Don’t even get me started on the piece of work that's (Y/n)!” The guy groans as he goes on about you and the other guards. How dare he talk about you like that? Without a second thought, he has his gun to his head, “No, continue. See how far that gets you.” The guy gulps, “Why would you even care? You’re in our rival’s mafia.” And he smirks as he cocks it back, “Why shouldn't I?” And that’s the last thing the goon ever hears. Younghoon drags him around to the back of the bar. He pulls the guy’s gun out, unloads the bullets, and sets the gun down beside him. He shoves the remaining ones into his pocket, fiddling with them as he walks around the bar. Even if they saw him shoot the guy, there’s not much they can do, considering how thinned out they’ve become.

It killed him to have to let you go since you had fallen into the world a few weeks after him. From then, you were always together, both of you learning the world together. Sangyeon told the two of you that while you were a team, the two of you would be partners in marksmanship. Combined, your skills had outranked the rest. Which wasn’t an easy feat, considering Changmin had been the former sniper. He stepped down happily to be on field work.

Not only were you two skilled marksmen, but you became weapon specialists together. You two would stay up in your shared room, learning about artillery together and fashioning your own. It was weird to return home and not have you there beside him. And when he’d roll over to say good night to you. You weren't there on your side to say goodnight. He misses staying up with you for hours when he found you still awake. The two of you would talk about everything and nothing at all.

The absence of you ate him away. He shoved his mind into missions, doing everything to not think about you not being by his side. Even when he’d make a shot and look for you to high-five, he'd remember you weren't there. He felt empty from the inside out. The rest of his members did everything they could to comfort him. But none of them were you.

You were his partner. And when he finally got to have you as his life partner. You had to leave. He should have confessed sooner. He had so many opportunities to tell you. He could have slipped it out when you’ve finished an enemy off, telling you that he’s never seen someone make shooting a gun look so hot. But whenever he went to say them back then, it never felt like the right time, let alone the right words. It never felt right to tell you until you were about to slip away forever. He pushed himself deeply into work, and the others couldn’t do anything but try to work faster to get you back. Younghoon was shaving time left and right by killing their goons just because they looked at him funny.

Maybe it was best that you couldn't see how low he went without you. Or how little care he took of himself. But back when you were together. Whenever one of you got hurt, you were always there to patch the other up. If either of you were feeling under the weather, you’d stay by each other’s side. If you weren’t able to go, he wasn’t either. Changmin could always pick up your guy's slack. He wouldn’t leave your side when you caught the flu and took care of you even though Chanhee and Jacob yelled at him more times than he could count for staying in the same room as you while you were sick. But you'd do the same for him in a heartbeat.

The reality he grew so comfortable with is out of his grasp. He misses how you’d jump into action the second he’d shriek and take the bugs he was scared of outside. Now, as a spider spins a web in the corner of the shower, and he screams for you to get it. He sadly remembers you're not coming to his rescue. He sighs dejectedly, heading to shower in a different bathroom. It was so lonely without you. Even though he had his brothers, he didn’t have you. He missed you terribly, just like you missed him.

---

The next day, as Younghoon doom scrolls, a knock comes on his door. Suspecting another mission, he rolls his eyes as he opens the door, but it’s not Juyeon, who usually doles them out. It’s Sangyeon. He moves back to let him in, “Yeah?” Sangyeon sighs, “I thought a lot about how to put this.” Younghoon waits and sits on his bed. Sangyeon stands, knowing better than to sit on your perfectly made bed, “In two days, this can go south very fast or end up in our favor. But we’ve thinned them out enough. And with Chanhee finally being able to hack into (Y/n)’s burner. We’re right at the precipice.” Younghoon gapes at him, “What?” He nods, “I know you wish to contact (Y/n)… But it’s not possible.” Younghoon sighs, “I didn't expect to. But two days? That's all we have left?” Sangyeon gives him a tight-lipped smile, “Yeah if everything goes right, we'll be home free.” He pauses before he says, “And I know you’re not a believer. But I’ve prayed that it’s all worked out. I want you to believe in us, (Y/n), and yourself even more now.” Younghoon nods, “I always do.” Sangyeon clasp his hand over his, “Especially now, okay?” He nods, “I promise.” And Sangyeon squeezes his hand one last time before getting up, “Come down for lunch, and we’ll have bigger plans to discuss.”

—Back to the devil’s headquarters—

You text Chanhee one last thing, “The alarms.” While Chanhee had it automatically deleting your messages off of the network, you deleted the texts off your device. You control your features into a deep frown, knowing if you give yourself a chance, you’ll be smiling with glee. You’re partially through your shift when he goes, “My alarms aren’t working! No one is reporting to me from the kitchens!” Your boss orders you to get their attention, “I’ll have someone come out this weekend for it. For now, I’ll use you four as my messengers. Quickly now.” You resist rolling your eyes, knowing you just had less than twenty-eight hours before all this was over. You go to the kitchen and order them to move it like he would so he can have his precious dinner. As you head back, you are thankful that Chanhee took out the alarms on your shift so your ‘boss’ didn't think you had something to do with it.

After the server brings in the meal and retreats back to the kitchen, another one of the guards comes in, “I’ve been looking all over, sir. And I can’t find Choi anywhere.” The royal fucker goes, “Where was he last?” “Probably one of your bars?” “Well, what are you waiting for? He's next on duty.” He rolls his eyes and looks at you, “Can you believe these imbeciles? Not being able to report for duty on time.” You shake your head, “No, sir. It’s painful to think someone would ditch their duties to drink through the night. I would never do such a thing.” He nods and pats your shoulder, “You never have. You never let me down. Always punctual and always there at my beck and call.” You agree, “Always.”

You don’t speak another word as he eats. It’s not for another hour until your fellow bodyguard returns, “I’ve come to report that Choi has passed.” He rolls his eyes, “Ugh, great, another one. You’re up for duty next, then.” “Yes, sir.” He shoos you away, “You’re dismissed.” You give him a nod before turning on your heel and marching out as your fellow guard replaces your spot. As you open the door, you politely say, “Good night, sir.”

You were giddy as you got ready for bed. One day, that’s all you have before you’re reunited with your best friends and partner. The worst year of your life would finally be over. And while there was no guarantee it’d be any better, at least you’d finally be able to take on the world with Younghoon again. The love of your life, you've done your best to stay alive to see him again. Having several close encounters, especially when you caught them in that drug deal in the first place. If you didn't suck up and beg to join them, you wouldn't have the chance to go back home. And now, with the day in your grasp, you can't wait for tomorrow, no matter what happens. You eat your dinner in your room as you always do on your duty nights and settle into sleep. You’d need a good night’s rest if you’d wish to pull off an impossible feat.

You wake up with a big stretch, wiping your eyes. You couldn’t help but feel glee, even though the worst part of the mission was today. You were about to return home. While everything could go south today, you were determined to pull through. You flick through your mind your plan, the last plan that Sangyeon, Kevin, and Haknyeon gave you. The priority being to get out alive after killing off the kingpin. The other men were secondary. They’d be helping you from the outside and inside. Ensuring no one that goes in comes out again.

You knew the patrol was weak because when you weren’t protecting his highness. You guarded the gate with only one person guarding the front door. Unlike when you first started, there were ten of you on guard. While your next kill is secondary, you know it'll save your ass in the end. You formulated the scheme months ago. All you'd have to do is kill off the guard on duty you were supposed to wake up and take his place as the main guard instead of heading to your scheduled location at the gate for the day. Now, it would be even easier for your team to get inside.

You shake off your grin and control your features into a perfect poker as you’ve done for the past year. You walk out of your room after arming yourself to code. You head to your fellow guard’s room. Again, you were supposed to wake him for his shift. You slip in and lock the door behind you. He starts waking up with a stir, and you shake your head, whispering, “Go back to bed. I'll take your shift.” You wait for him to settle back into sleep before you bring your knife up, and embed it into him, “I’ve always heard it’s better to pass in your sleep. Have good dreams.” You graciously lift a second blanket at the end of the bed over him, concealing the knife embedded in him.

You clean your hands in the attached bathroom and lock the bedroom door behind you. You head over to your boss’ room, and after scanning your eyeball, the door opens. And see him getting dressed for the day. You tell him, “I’d much rather serve today, sir.” He squints, “Why’s that?” “Well, I’d like Saturday off. It’s my birthday.” He nods, “I see. Why have you never mentioned it before?” You smile, “Well, I was too busy committing my life to your cause that I didn’t think of myself until it was right upon us.” He grins, “I admire that. You may trade shifts.” You hold your smile back. You just got away with murder, which will be his fatal mistake. Through the door, you tell your deceased coworker you’re taking his shift. He doesn’t reply, and no one thinks a second thought.

You lead your boss to his office, as you always do. He fiddles with his papers, “You'd think fentanyl would be selling better, considering how new this drug is.” You nod. He never wanted you to give him a reason, just wanted you to acknowledge his reports. You listen to him drown out as he flips through his papers. Like every day for the past year since meeting him, you’re resisting rolling your eyes. You always found it interesting how he’d always send people to complete missions but not go out on them. How interesting that as the kingpin, he'd never carry a gun and always have a bodyguard around him 24/7 unless he was in his inner bedroom.

Even then, the only way to enter the master suite was by scanning your eyes. His actual bedroom was off-limits to everyone, even his flings. He had an extra bed in the first room for such occasions. He didn’t trust anyone with the code, scared of dying in his sleep. And because of that, there were several to enter that room. One of which was a tongue scan. It was the safest place to be in the entire house, but you planned for that. You weren't going to let him escape to it.

However, you’d think he’d be smart enough to wear a bulletproof vest, which he required his employees to wear. Or at least carry a weapon better than the brass knuckles he always wore. While he was street smart, he certainly wasn’t home security intelligent. Considering you were right under his nose. And that would be his downfall. You hear a loud crash, and your eyes go wide as you reach for your gun. Your boss rolls his eyes, “You’d think those lousy chefs would know better than to be quiet while I was working.” You nod. Sure, that’s what that noise was, and not your friends breaking and entering. You move your hand from your gun, but your hand never parts from your side, knowing what's next to come.

It goes silent again, and that’s how it remains for the next hour. Until another crash sounds, “Because the alarms are out until Saturday. Yell out to them to knock it off.” And so you do. You open the door and yell for them to knock it off. You shut it and stand at your post just for the guard who was supposed to guard the front door rushed inside, “We’re under attack!” It’s not you who gasps it’s your boss who goes, “Fuck. I have to get out of here.” He shoos out the other guard, telling him to wake everyone else.

You rush to the door and lock it, “What’s the plan?” He sighs, “I can't get to my room in time. And I don't know if they're rigging bombs, so we’re going down the passage.” You tilt your head, “I’m not sure that’s a good idea.” “Why’s that?” “Pretty sure, the boyz have already sealed it off.” “No one except for me knows where the passage ends. They couldn't possibly have.” You feel the smirk grow on your face before you can hold it back, he’s at your throat. Pulling you up by your collar, “I always had a sneaking suspicion that you were someone else. But I never had the proof.” You smirk, “Exactly. You let me in, not knowing my background.” He slams you against the door, knocking the air out of your lungs for a second. He sputters as he thinks, “But you-you’ve never gone outside of your quarters, I would know.” You laugh, “You’re right. I never did, never had to. We already planned out how to take you down.” He slams you again, and you hold back your groan, not giving him the satisfaction, thankful for the cushion that the vest provided.

You move your hand while he’s concentrating, “You never were smart, huh?” You grab your gun, put it against his stomach, and pull the trigger, “You should have reached for my gun when you had the chance.” He drops you from his hold. You’re glad your bulletproof vest prevented your shirt from choking you. He gasps, “You son of a bitch. I damn you to hell.” You shrug as he coughs up blood, “Oh well, you’ll be there first.” He heaves another breath, muttering something at you, and you sigh as you wait for him to bleed out. When his body freezes, you finally move. The hardest part is finally over, but you aren’t out of the woods yet.

You lean your ear against the door, listening for anyone outside, hearing nothing, you open the door. You quickly make your way to your room. You grab your last few pieces of artillery out of the room, knowing the boyz had probably already cleaned the place out. But you still don’t hear anything. It’s eerily silent until you hear a gunshot. You gasp as you rush out, and on the ground, you see the bodyguard who informed your newly deceased boss you were under attack. “Damn, someone beat me to him.”

That’s when you hear someone say, “(Y/n)?” You snap your head towards the voice, and there he is, the man you’d wait for centuries to see again, “Younghoon?” He grins, and you don’t think twice, dropping the spare pistol you were holding before rushing into his arms, “You’re here!” He smiles, tears pricking his eyes, “They barred me from coming in at first. But I couldn’t let you have all the fun.” You laugh as your tears come out, and he asks, “Did you do it?” You nod, and he kisses the top of your head, “I knew you could.” You both wipe your eyes, “One final sweep together?” He nods, “Let’s go.” You clear the wing you’re in, and he holds you tight to his side after you pick up your spare, “I already did a sweep of the rest of the building.” You nod, “Before or after Jacob did?” He laughs, “After.” You laugh as he moves a hand into his jacket. He pulls out his two-way radio, “You want to call it?” You shake your head, “Together?” He smiles and turns it on, holding the receiver down. And in unison, you go, “All clear.” He lets go of the button when you hear Youngjae’s voice for the first time in a whole year, “Fuck yeah! Bring it on outside, you two!” You both laugh, and he goes, “Let’s never do a mission like this again.” You sigh, “I couldn’t agree more.”

You kiss his cheek, “I’m so excited to be back home and be with you.” He grins, “Me too.” He kisses your forehead, “Let’s go home.”

And there, you returned to your routine of rescuing your lover from bugs, with him talking with you on your queen-sized mattress until you fell asleep. It was everything you daydreamed of. While you still went on missions, you no longer separated from each other. While, apart from each other, you were incredible assets to the team, but together you’re unstoppable. Now you can finally breathe again.

---

He kisses you after you shoot another bull's eye, beating Hyunjae in your mini-competition. Younghoon says, “Did anyone ever tell you that you look hot when you fire a gun?” You giggle as you kiss him, “Only you, my handsome sharpshooter.” Hyunjae groans, “Gross!” You two giggle as you flip him off. As Hyunjae leaves defeated, you kiss Younghoon again, “Oh, how I’ve missed you.” Even if you were separate, you’d make your way back to each other one way or another.

[blowflyfag]

WWE SMACKDOWN MAGAZINE: SEPTEMBER 2005

MNM

“WE’RE GOING TO BE BIGGER THAN ELVIS”

By Keith Elliot Greenberg

You might say that MNM is rewriting history one snapshots at a time. Each time one of the paparazzi snaps their picture, it helps their star shine just a little bit brighter. In fact, they enjoy having their picture taken so much that they named their fishing move the Snapshot. And similarly, every time they nail the move, it brings them one step closer to becoming one of the greatest tag teams of all time.

With each victory, the trio becomes more and more resentful of those who apparently dismissed MNM as a fad that would soon fade. In the August issue of Smackdown! Magazine, Nitro said, “We're going to be bigger than Elvis, bigger than the Beatles.”

When you make statements as pompous as that, it’s understood that many will root against you. But MNM expected contempt from opponents, as well as the fans they’d derided as “too weird, too fat, too stupid, too scared, or too damn normal.” Now the trio believes their harshest detractors are the same journalists and paparazzi profiting from covering the electrifying new tag team.

“I have plenty of admirers in high places who’ve told me what these weasel journalists utter behind our backs,” Melina says. “I heard that some even started a pool over whether we’d be on a losing streak by the time the August issue of SmackDown! On sale–and guess who’s on the cover?” 

To a degree, Melina’s self-righteousness is reasonable. After all, many observers initially tagged MNM as the team more famous for its look than anything else. Even before their first match on SmackDown!, MNM was trailed by photographers more intrigued by the threesomes' unique appearance than its achievements.

When Nitro & Mercury captured the WWE Tag Team Championship in their very first match, the popular consensus was that the gold would slip through their fingers right away. They were too arrogant, too shallow and too inexperienced to remain at the top of the tag team ranks. Somehow, MNM proved all their critics wrong. And, now, when the paparazzi appear, there’s a legitimate reason why the pictures are in such great demand. 

In April, the team came out of nowhere and captured the titles from Eddie Guerrero & Rey Mysterio–two proud Latino stars not accustomed to getting bested by untested talent. Although tensions had been simmering between Guerrero & Mysterio already, the loss sent their relationship into a tailspin. The two were soon bitter enemies, and when they reconciled for one night to challenge for MNM’s championship, the result was disastrous.

In the aftermath, Mysterio was plagued by troubling doubts, while Guerrero appeared to be possessed by demons. Meanwhile, MNM’s light only burned brighter. 

“That’s what we do,” Melina says, “We take the icons you people have chosen to worship, and we reduce them to nothing. We’re competitors, baby. And when you compete, some people lose and some people win.” “We happen to choose the latter.”

That was made abundantly clear when MNM tangled with Heidenreich and his new “friend,” Road Warrior Animal. The cocky young tag team held their ground against Animal–at one time one-half of perhaps the greatest tag team ever-refusing to be intimidated by his legendary status.

“The Road Warriors, The Midnight Express, The British Bulldogs, The Dudley Boyz, all those tag teams everyone talks about as being so great,” Melina says. “Yeah, they were probably all right in their day, but that’s the past. This is now. MNM is the tag team of the present, and of the future. Deal with it.” For Melina, that aggressive spirit extends outside the realm of tag team combat. Repelled by the notion that her fellow WWE Divas are paragons of beauty, Melina has used both violent language and sadistic behavior to diminish their status.

In one memorable confrontation with Michelle McCool, Melina actually asked her boys to remain backstage. Melina then tore into the athletic blonde with an aptitude that matched the newcomer’s managerial abilities. In the end, Melina survived a dropkick and a spear. But as her opponents straddled the ropes, punching downward, Melina shook off the bows, snatched Michelle, and defeated her with a powerbomb. 

Even among MNM’s enemies, there were immediate comparison to other females who established themselves in WWE as managers, but ultimately transcended the role.

Today, for instance, few recall that Trish Stratus actually entered WWE as the manager of T&A–the hulking duo of Albert (later A-Train) and Test. Like Melina, Trish drew fans with her good looks, but she had greater ambitions. After she struck out on her own, she dominated the Women’s Division.

Parallels have also been made to Sunny, the stunning cover girl who shepherded several teams to tag team gold in the mid-1990s. In the process, she gained a reputation as a woman who pretty much attained anything she desired. 

Others theorize that Melina’s career may most closely resemble that of Sensational Sherri. At different stages, Sherri managed Shawn Michaels, Randy Savage and Ric Flair, and also held the Women’s Championship.

Yet, those who focus on Melina fall into the trap MNM hopes to set–diverting opponents away from the strengths and weaknesses of Nitro & Mercury.

Mercury all but admitted this recently when he told a reporter, “While our opponents are busy thinking about Melina, talking about Melina, and, yes, fantasizing about Melina, Johnny and I can pretty much step into that ring and do whatever we want to them.”

Because of their early success, Nitro &N Mercury’s potential is sometimes compared with the records of other WWE newcomers who swiftly rocket to the top of their profession. But such comparisons mean little to them.

“We hear people comparing us to guys from back in the day like Kerry Von Erich, because he burst on the scene and won the Intercontinental title right away,” Mercury says. “But those people just don’t get it. Bon Erich already established himself years before when he beat Ric Flair for the NWA title. Unlike the ‘Texas Tornado,’ we walked into WWE cold. We came out of nowhere and shocked all the so-called experts.”

“I mean, sure there were Superstars like Kurt Angle and Brock Lesnar who came here and won titles right off the bat, but even those guys didn’t do what we did,” Nitro says. “Angle was an Olympic gold medalist; Lesnar was an NCAA Champion. WWE fans had no idea who we were that first night, when we debuted in Madison Square Garden. But we changed all that by winning the WWE Tag team titles that same night. Now, everyone knows who we are.” Perhaps it’s more appropriate to measure MNM next to Carlito, who won the U.S. Championship in his first SmackDown! match, or Christian, who earned the Light Heavyweight title in his WWE debut. Both came out of nowhere and very quickly grabbed the spotlight. And in both their cases, they have remained among WWE’s elite ever since.

“To all those people who say we got lucky, I have news for you,” Nitro says. “We were lucky the day we were born. Not everyone is blessed with the attributes we were given. And that’s too bad. But nobody says that life is fair. It’s not really our fault if we’re perfect in an imperfect world.”

It’s an attitude MNM carries on the red carpet and , as the results have shown, into the ring as well.

[t3kandson]

Lost Without You

Wordcount; 6,513

Fandom; The Boyz

Pairing; Reader X Son Youngjae, Reader X Kim Younghoon, Reader X Bae Jacob, Reader X Kim Sunwoo & Reader X Kim Hyunseo aka Bibi

Characters; Son Youngjae, Bae Jacob, Moon Kevin, Kim Younghoon, Kim Sunwoo, Ji Changmin, Choi Chanhee, Lee Sangyeon, Lee Hyunjae, Yoon Keeho aka Stephen & Kim Hyungseo aka Bibi

Warning; Angst, Jealousy, Mild violence, Slight Depression, Oral (receiving) Wanking & full sex

Note; last Chapter in Learning Love, earlier Chapters found here.

Taglist; @ilovechanhee

“What do you mean?” You asked prising yourself from Jacob’s grip. “Look it’s cold, you can’t stay here, we’re go to Stephen’s. He’s home but I know he has mountains of paper work, he won’t bother us I’m sure,” Jacob said softly. Though you was impatient, you wasn’t ready to hear the words of Bibi’s betrayal just yet.

You walked through the door as Stephen was leaving. “I got your text,, sorry I didn’t reply, it’s ok I’m going out anyway so the flats yours,” Stephen said kissing Jacob’s cheeks as he blushed. “Hi You must be Y/N, I’ve heard all about you, sorry I can’t introduce myself more formally,” Stephen smiles bowing before he left the flat. You watched as he left wondering what his relationship status with Jacob was as they seemed very intimate. Did he know what you and Jacob had done?

“Y/N that one’s out of bounds, don’t make your life any more complicated as it is,” Kevin said softly teasing. “I wasn’t checking him out, well yeah he’s good looking obviously, does he know?” you said looking between them both. Jacob looked to the fishes refusing to answer your question. You couldn’t tell if it was guilty for revealing your secrets to his friend or because he had cheated on his own partner.

“Right, Bibi, I need answers,” you said cutting into the awkward silence. Kevin and Jacob sat, which you mirrored as you looked at Kevin who seemed in pain. “Bibi took your lingerie I saw her, I thought nothing of it till Jacob said,” Kevin said looking at his fingers. “But why?” You asked feeling confused to why she would go out her way to bring destruction. “I thought her and Younghoon was having an affair, they’ve been very close, but as I come to think of it, it might actually be Sunwoo,” he said closing his eyes in pain.

“Oh Kevin,” you said making your way between them both as you placed a hand on his thigh. “I think she’s got jealous over you replacing her that she’s doing this thing with Younghoon and Sangyeon to punish you, but made also to make sure your pushed from Sunwoo’s life,” he said trying not to cry. “Have you spoke to her?” You asked letting your own pain slide to comfort his as he shakes his head. “What else could it be Y/N, she’s not been the same for a long time, and extra weird since you and Sunwoo,” he said biting his lips.

“Someone once told me to save accusations just Incase, maybe she has a reason to all this,” you smile looking at Jacob using his words. “Maybe,” Kevin said looking to the floor. “Y/N’s right Kev,” Jacob said placing his hand on your shoulder. “Right I’m going to get your answers,” you said standing as Kevin looked at you blinking. “I need mine and hopefully I can drag some out for you too,” you said standing to smile. “Do you need me to come with you?” Jacob asked as you smiled shaking your head. “He needs you more then I do,” you replied before not realising where she could be. “Where is she?” You asked as Kevin looked up to tears wetting at the corners. “Ours,” he whispered as you dragged your coat, turning to look as Jacob consoled him. It wasn’t just Your heart that was getting hurt by Bibi’s behaviour.

Gently knocking at the door despite wanting to kick it down you waited patiently for her to answer. Jacob’s words running through your mind to avoid accusation, despite knowing that restraint was wearing thin.

In her slacks she answered looking surprised to see you standing there as she brushed her hands through her messy hair. “You know he’s gone home right?” She said, expecting that you was there for Youngjae. “I’m actually here to see you,” you said barging through as she stood aside. “What’s up?” She asked nervously as you struggled to contain your raging anger. “Which one is it?” You asked as she looked at you confused. “Which one are you with to be jealous of to fuck my life up?” You asked once more. She turned to the kitchen taking her hair bobble out to reassemble her hair. “Don’t ignore me Bibi, I know you got that lingerie out after I binned it and I want to know why?” You growled. She turned to face you, panic on her face as words seemed to struggle to form.

“Is it Sunwoo, was you jealous because he replaced me with you?” You asked as she bit her lip. “Because you was stupid setting me up to look like I was, now Youngjae’s gone Sunwoo’s going to be all over me,” you scoffed breaking her silence. “Do you really think so highly of yourself?” She laughs. “Ready to step back into those shoes you never really shook off,” she snarls. “So I’m right this is my punishment for Sunwoo?” You cried.

“I’ve not punished you Y/N, you’ve done that all for yourself,” she mocked as your fist balled. “But I love how Sunwoo’s the first person you think of,” she smirks when you sat down. “Don’t be smart with me,” you growl walking towards her as you struggle to keep your emotions in check. “Youngjae was my everything and because of your revenge for Sunwoo, you’ve ruined it,” you cry as her features soften momentarily. “Y/N it’s not revenge,” she said almost sorrowful.

“So it’s Younghoon then? You two seeing each other? Again I’m confused surely me being with Youngjae benefitted you then?” You ask. “How does that benefit me?” She said standing up cockily. “Well explain to me, because all I know is we both know I didn’t sleep with anyone behind Youngjae’s back,” you cry out. “You slept with Jacob,” she snarls with anger confusing you further.

“Yeah after you played your sick sick games,” you growled in her face. “You such a whore that you can’t tell love from lust,” she says shaking you from your shoulders, in anger.

You hear the sound before you acknowledged you’ve striked her watching her fall back to the sofa. “So that’s it you punish me because I was having fun? Your fucking crazy, your no different then me,” you spit out as she chuckles with her hand placed over your slapped hand print. “What you laughing about? This is sick, it’s not just me your hurting it’s Kevin,” you say a little more calmer.

“You don’t get it at all,” she chuckles like a giggling teen that frustrates you further. “You know what, I’m not going to get my answers am I? Because it’s all a game to you, well game over, I’m out,” you say turning before you did more damage then a slap. You headed for the door coming to terms you got no real insight into why she felt the need to ruin you and Youngjae.

“If you knew you’d run even quicker,” Bibi said out a little pained in her voice. Turning to face her she looked as if she was struggling to form words. “Just spit it out Bibi,” you growl walking back towards her till the next sentence froze you to the space. “It’s you Y/N, it’s you I’m in love with,” she says blushing.

Head swarming with confusion, you blink not sure how to take her words. “Y/N it’s you I’m crazy for, you that I wanted away from Younghoon,” she said stepping closer. “None of them deserves you,” she says brushing a finger behind your ear. “Younghoon’s too scared to commit, Sunwoo wanted to use you as a toy. And Youngjae will never ever trust you not collecting you from what he’s watched you do,” she said as your heart hurt at her words. “No one understands you, they throw the whore word around to make you believe you are one, but your not Y/N, I get you,” she says cupping your face. “I can give you what you need,” she says as her hands fall over your cleavage. “I can look after you, love you for your quirks, teach you to be stronger,” she says as her lips pepper up your jawline.

Closing your eyes you see Youngjae, his hurt, his eyes that broke, the pain that this woman pushed onto him. You shoved her away, “You made the only person I truly love leave me,” you cried. “I love you too doesn’t that count for anything?” She cried holding on your arms like a desperate puppy. “Bibi you hurt me just like Sunwoo, just like Younghoon, Youngjae’s the only one that hasn’t hurt me,” you cried that made her close her eyes in pain. “What about Kevin does he also not matter in this?” You add as she looks to the floor. “Looks like your just confused Bibi,” you smiled patting her shoulder. “And if your not we can never be together not now, not when you’ve hurt so many people, one being me,” you said before turning to leave her sob behind you.

You couldn’t help but feel the need to get more answers from Younghoon as you made your way up to the door.

Closing your eyes you knocked, Sunwoo’s eyes widening when he answered to you. “Y/N what you doing here?” He asks trying not to open the door enough to let you in. “Is Younghoon there? I need to talk with him,” you say abruptly. “Do you think that’s wise Y/N, if he won’t change his story for me, he won’t do it for you,” he says sliding out the door to the apartment corridor. “Sunwoo I know who’s stitching us up and I know why, I just need to know what they did to make Younghoon lie,” you say almost pleading that Sunwoo holds your hands with concern. “Y/N who ever made him lie, me and you both know it didn’t take much persuasion. You need to have this conversation with Sangyeon,” he says in the softest tone you’ve ever witnessed.

“You won’t let me see him will you?” You cry feeling Sunwoo avoiding you entering. “Y/N I have to live with him, and I can’t take the bitterness he’s carrying right now, I don’t want you to,” he says stroking his thumb across your lips. His gentle caring side squeezed your heart never witnessing this side of him before. “It’s not like he will be sad for you that you and Youngjae split up,” he smiled warmly. “For the record, I am, I know I’ve been nothing but a brat, but he loved you more then anyone could ever offer. I also know you loved him more then you liked to admit,” he said pained. Your heart fell seeing the defeat in his eyes as he accepted Youngjae as more of your future then him. “Thank you Sunwoo I know how painful that must have been to admit that,” you smile lacing your hands with his. “Kitten, pains my thing you know,” he smirked clenching your hands with his before dropping them. “Go before he realises your here and makes you spill more tears then needed,” he says panicking a little before pressing a kiss to your cheek.

Before you can turn to leave, Younghoon opens the door, his eyes smalling in anger seeing you two talking. “What she doing here? Youngjae’s been gone less then five minutes and you want Sunwoo’s cock already,” he growls. Sunwoo stands between you both, his eyes matching Younghoon’s. “Hyung stop with this crazy talk, stop hurting her, isn’t she going through enough as it is?” Sunwoo pleaded. “She should have thought of that before she made the bottom of the Pitt this way,” he growled. “Are you for real Younghoon, I am at the bottom of the Pitt because your lies threw me there,” you bit out.

Laughing he pushed his hands through his hair letting his bangs flop into his eyes. “Your there because you couldn’t get enough, and because I knew you would hurt Youngjae in the end, I helped to save him,” he spat out. “Hyung please don’t,” Sunwoo said placing his hands on Younghoon’s angry shaking chest. “I fucking hate you,” you cried tears falling down your eyes. “Feelings mutual, you made it out to be all me, yet your the one that ran to Jacob, remember that,” your eyes widened. “What did you not think me and Youngjae didn’t talk, he apologised for taking you from me after he found that out,” he chuckled. “Hyung stop,” Sunwoo said with more anger behind him. “Who do you think you think drove him to the airport,” Younghoon chuckled enjoying your pain as Sunwoo balled one of his fists. “We are all better off without you Y/N,” he snarled. Tears streaming down your face you couldn’t hear any more as you made your way on your heel.

Heart broken as eyes sodden you rang Chanhee. His phone continued unanswered, you realised he was still angry. You knew he was fond of Youngjae and now you forced him to leave. You knew Changmin would come to the same conclusion. Feeling you had no where to go to, you checked in to your local motel.

You walk in to work weary having already missed a week from work, but at-least you look the part. “You look like shit,” Channa smiles, “feel like shit,” you say smiling as you place your work jacket on. “Did Changmin find you?” She smiles as she throws some items in a trolley. You nod lying not wanting to encourage her to contact him. “Good he looked really worried when he came in, he’s been popping in all week,” she said before checking the stock she was about to place on the shelves. “You know what he’s like, panics over nothing,” you smiled as she chuckled. “Yeah how could I forget,” she sniggered as she made her way into the shop floor.

You was avoiding the shop floor taking any task behind in fear of finding Changmin again, when Channa came to disturb your coffee break. “There’s a cute guy asking for you,” she smirks. “That’s good for him, I ain’t got time for any shit today Channa, I’m still not feeling 100%. Tell who ever it is I will call them later,” you said tossing your ear pods in to listen to Channa’s borrowed MP3 player, while resting your eyes.

You feel the table knock causing your weary eyes to open as your shocked to find Jacob sat there. “Jacob,” you squeal as you sit up taking the ear pods from your ears.

“Do you know how worried you’ve had everyone?” He asks, “me included,” he adds with an unfamiliar annoyance. “You couldn’t even phone Chanhee, who’s going out his mind with worry,” he lectured. “He can’t have been worrying that much I rang him, he ignored my calls,” you replied. “Plus my phone died, I couldn’t get a charger,” you muttered looking at the table. “Where you been?” He asked once more, “not in someone’s bed if that’s what your thinking,” you shoot out as his face looks shocked. “Do you think that’s really what I thought?” He asked, as you nodded. “You would be the only one who wouldn’t have thought that,” you replied as his face told you, you was correct. “I went to a motel, I had nowhere to go,” you said hugging the now luke warm coffee.

“Home, Y/N home, or fail that mine, Changmin’s. I know Younghoon’s out but even Stephen or pushing it Sangyeon’s ,” he scoffed.

“I didn’t fancy round two of lectures and accusations at home, Changmin also felt the same, Bibi was at yours and I’m not ready for a Sangyeon confrontation,” you said looking at your cup. “And Stephens? where you knew me and Kevin was waiting for you,” he asked, his tone still not returned back to normal. “Jacob I wanted to be alone, somewhere I could cry in peace,” you said as tears threatened once more.

Jacob moved his seat next to you placing his hand on your shoulder. “Y/N do you think you can’t cry with me? That I would care that your a sobbing mess? Do you really think I’m scared of a crying woman?” He asks much more softer. “Jacob you are all better off without me,” you said as the tears began to escape. “Says who Younghoon?” He questions with annoyance. “Sunwoo told us his harsh words, you know he didn’t mean then right? He’s been out all day & night looking for you,” Jacob said as you looked up to him. “As for me you know, I’ve told you a thousand times I care so much for you,” he said cupping your tear stained face. “I will be who ever you need me to be,” he smiles as a couple tears slide from your eyes. “Friend, companion, lover,” he says the last word with desperation. “You choosing now to throw the L word?” You sniffle. “No not now, when your ready, when your healed, that’s if you want,” he smiles. “Right now I just want to be your rock,” he says brushing your hair out your face.

“I want Youngjae, I want him back so badly,” you cry. “Then I help you fight for him,” he smiles despite hurt behind his eyes. “How,” you whimpered, as he warmly smiles at you. “Let me fix this,” he says as he presses a kiss to your nose before standing. “Where you going?” You ask. “To help you get Youngjae back, but first to ring everyone to tell them your not dead,” he frowns as he says the latter. “So get back to work and go home to Chanhee so he can kick your ass,” he chuckles before he leaves.

Like Jacob said Chanhee was seconds from kicking your ass when you walked through the door. “What the hell Y/N, I could really fight you right now,” he scorns you as you look to the floor. “Do you know what a hell of a couple nights we’ve all had looking for you,” he lectured as you risk a glance at his angry features.

He silence’s as he takes in your dishelved appearance, walking to you to hug you tightly. “I’ve imagined all sorts, you really worried me Y/N,” he said kissing his lips harshly to your forehead. “I’m sorry,” you whimpered as floods of tears began to pool. “Oh Y/N why didn’t you come home,” he said sorrowfully. “Because I thought you hated me because you believed I could have done that to Youngjae,” you sobbed making his T-shirt drenched in your tears. “I could never hate you, you should know that hate isn’t a thing we share, annoyance, irritation, playful hate, even momentarily false hate, but never real hate,” he said holding you tight.

“I’m sorry I didn’t believe you about Sunwoo, but we still have to discuss Jacob,” he says with a little more lecturing tone. Tears sobbed even harder, if only you hadn’t fallen into bed with Jacob, Youngjae would have seen eventually, you wouldn’t be standing there with a gaping hole. “But for now you need a bath you stink like a homeless person, you sure you slept in a motel not a park bench?” He scoffed. You nodded sniffling as you silently made your way to the bathroom.

“How is she in herself?” You heard the voice ask, “Well what do you think? Hyung I won’t lie I’m really not happy with what you involved yourself with, we tend to take your word as gospel truth, that was what left her scared to come home,” you heard Chanhee lecture. “But I understand why, and I’m sure once you tell her she will understand,” you heard Chanhee add as you realised the voice was Sangyeon’s.

Emerging into the livingroom, wet hair in a bun, Sangyeon’s eyes couldn’t reach you. “I’m so glad your home,” he smiled looking up when he got the courage. “I’m sorry Y/N, truly I really am,” he said walking towards you as you stepped back. “Sorry,” he said looking to the floor. “Look I’m not going to give any excuses here what I did was unforgivable, but I should at least give you an explanation,” he said looking back up to you as you felt your eyes water. “Can we sit?” he asked as you nodded following him to sit opposite on the table, Chanhee making his seat by your side for support. “Bibi blackmailed me, but not just me, Younghoon, not that he needed much persuasion,” he said falling into silence as you sat listening.

“She got her hands on my collection, threatened to put them online,” he said as your eyes widened. “Including ours,” he added as you closed your eyes imagining the fear of finding it on a porn site. “Me and Younghoon both didn’t want that, I know the thought of ending your relationship was also a bonus for him, but for me as well as saving my neck,” he paused closing his eyes momentarily. “I couldn’t risk you having yourself exposed, or the other girls,” he added.

“Why didn’t you just tell me?” You asked. “Y/N she’s jealous of you I couldn’t take any risk, this was pure jealous rage over Sunwoo,” he adds pursing. “It wasn’t,” you replied as he furrowed his eyebrows. “This goes no further then us three, but it wasn’t revenge, or them, it was me,” you said brushing your hand down your face.

“Apparently she’s in love with me and has been since the beginning,” you said watching them both look at each other. “You don’t believe me do you?” You said shaking your head to look at the table. “No it’s the opposite,” Sangyeon said, “She use to talk about you in a certain way that was almost very jealous or others around you,” he added. “Plus she use to visit here all the time and get frustrated when you was Absent,” Chanhee said.

“We can’t tell Kevin,” you said feeling sorry for the lovable sweet younger Canadian. “We can’t lie to him Y/N, you and me know honesty’s the way to be,” Chanhee said placing his hand over yours. “I’ll sort it,” Chanhee said as you nodded. “And I’ll sort Youngjae out,” he smiled standing up as the door went.

Chanhee went to answer, Jacob and Younghoon walked in moments later. “Your suitcase is ready,” Younghoon said looking to Sangyeon as Jacob walked around to you. “Were going to get your boyfriend back,” Jacob said pulling you in smiling to sooth your confusion. “And me,” Sunwoo said walking into the apartment. “It should have been you and Youngjae at the start,” Sunwoo smiled warmly. “I promise you I’ll fix this,” Jacob smiles kissing your cheek.

Jacobs words had kept you strong for the whole time they was away. 10 days where you heard nothing and felt you was going out your mind. “You could pretend your having fun,” Kevin smiled as he thrashed you at air hockey in the arcade you previously went to with Youngjae. You plastered a fake smile that made him raise an eyebrow. “Your not the only one dumped you know,” he scoffed as he skittled in a win. “You left her you wasn’t dumped,” you replied. “Jacob,” he hit back as you shook your head. “Ouch put your claws back in or we’re have to neuter you,” you teased. “You couldn’t neuter me if you tried,” he sniggered pouting his lips. “You seriously not going to try and work it out with Bibi,” you said as you managed to bag an extra score.

“Second best to you, erm no thanks,” he said as he hit the puck with force to continue his win. “I don’t think that’s really it Kevin, I really believe she’s confused. Sometimes it takes losing someone you love to make you see the world much different,” you said as you let him officially beat you as the game ended. “So sleeping with Jacob and losing Youngjae made you realise,” he said walking towards you. “Yes, I loved every second with Jacob but yes, he made me realise that, that life wasn’t for me and how much I love and need Youngjae,” you smiled despite the pain. “And if they can’t get him to come back,” Kevin asked placing his hand on your shoulder. “I have every faith that Jacob will bring him home,” you smile refusing to accept the chances of his attempt failing. “You need to start taking delulu pills,” Kevin scoffs as he looks to his phone. While he’s lost into his mobile you walk towards the claw machine. The same one that Youngjae won the iron man Teddy from. Your hands placing on the perspex screen you smiled as you remembered his smiling features.

You saw your reflection bounce off it and you bit your lips at how exhausted you looked despite full of hope. You imagined Youngjae standing next to you, his eyes watching in the reflection. He looked slightly worn and tired but his eyes happy to view you. You smiled as you got lost into your imagination.

You began to wonder if Kevin’s delulu pills was on offer when you heard him call your name. Smiling as you breathed in deeply, your anguishing Agony drove through you at the way your mind played tricks. Seeing Jacob standing next to him, you shook your head. What was your mind up to? Maybe you needed more then delulu pills. “I promised you I would fix it,” Jacob smiled as his hands touched your shoulder.

Instead of a mirage disappearing, your mind came to as you spun feeling the grip to find them both standing there. Younghoon, Sunwoo & Sangyeon in the distance with Kevin told you that this possibly could be real. “Youngjae,” you choked stepping towards him touching his chest to check he was real. “You are real right, I’m not having a mental breakdown am i?” you asked as he lightly chuckled.

“Yes Y/N I’m real,” he said sounding a little worn as he brushed your hand from his chest, showing that he still wasn’t happy with you.

“You came back,” you cried letting your eyes water. “I don’t know, but I’m here for now,” he said refusing to smile. “You still hate me,” you said looking to the floor. “Y/N I could never hate you,” he said with pain in his tone. “I love you more then you can ever imagine,” he croaked, his voice breaking as he spoke. “I’m so sorry,” you whine feeling the tears threaten as he pulled you into his chest.

Chin resting on your head you quietly sobbed into him, feeling safe in his hold once more. “I’m sorry,” you repeated over and over. “Ok I get it,” he said in attempt to stop your words repeating. Your stomach rumbled as he breathed in deeply pushing you away, hands resting on your shoulder. “You hungry?” He asked, “because I think your stomachs voting food,” he smirked as you couldn’t help but smile back nodding. Hands gripping yours he dragged you out and took you back to the diner. The feeling of his hand warmed you as if he was your energy.

“Our usual” he smiled as the waitress nodded. “This is our third visit and she knows our usual?” You question intrigued. “Apparently so I was just testing the waters, didn’t think she would happily remember,” he chuckled as his hands reached for yours. “I’ve missed you so much,” you said making him close his eyes. “Y/N I’m sorry for not believing you,” he said as you blinked surprised. “After Jacob you have no reason to apologise, I fucked up,” you said looking to your hands. “You was right you would have seen eventually I was telling the truth, I shouldn’t have jumped on to Jacob,” you said closing your eyes. “You make it sound like he was awful,” he chuckled despite being in pain. “No, he was well yeah, I don’t regret sleeping with him, I regret sleeping with him when we was still, well yeah in the middle zone,” you said looking up to see his eyes heavily focused on you. “Middle zone?” he asked tilting his head. “Over but not officially over,” you whispered. “Is that even a thing,” he tried to smile.

“Look Y/N I won’t pretend I’m not hurt, nor will I pretend I’m ok or ever promise I will be. But I understand when you’ve had a different view on love and life how greed can change you,” he said nodding to the waitress who brought over your food. “I know how Hard it’s been without you, I also know that you haven’t coped well neither,” he added as he placed your food in your path. “Sometimes you have to realise what you lost till you realise how much you need it,” he said dipping his Fries into his milkshake. “I know we both have scars, my trust, your love issues. This so called teaching, teaching that was based on sexual gratification and not partnership,” he said placing the food near your lips which you took. “But I think if we work at it, and go very slow we can maybe find ourselves back,” he says Tossing his own milkshake covered fry to his mouth.

“I’m confused what do you mean,” you said as you chewed his food while he smirks shaking his head. Dipping a long fry into the milkshake he looks at you smiling. “In Y/N’s confused terms, I want you, I need you, but we have to go slow, build my trust issues, build your self respect and love belief,” he said smiling “do…. You….. understand,” he sniggers gently slapping the milkshake covered fry against your face with a belly deep laugh. Hearing that sound was music to your ear that you didn’t care you looked a mess, that you laughed back at him before grabbing a napkin.

“Oh no you don’t, last time you did that you got it in your eye,” he said snatching the napkin to gently wipe the mess from your face. “You sound like your scared I’ll kiss you again,” you said playfully. “Like I said slow steps,” he added a little more serious. “Even a simple kiss?” You scoffed. “Well obviously we can kiss, you know like this,” he said as he blew you a kiss as you raised an eyebrow. “Really Son Youngjae,” you scoffed shaking your head. “It’s for you just as much as me,” he said taking a bite into his burger. “No you just like to torture me,” you whined as he smirked. “Well that too, but seriously, I want to go really slowly,” he smiles.

“Like let’s go on a real date,” he said putting his burger down to lace his fingers with yours. “Is this not a date,” you said smiling as you looked at your fingers entwined. “This is dinner, I want a date where I collect you and we do something like movies, bowling, skate board lessons even,” he pauses winking followed by a chuckle when he witnesses your scowl. “One where I drop you to the door, without ravishing each other to your bed,” he smiles looking peaceful as he imagined his words. “Ok then,” you smiled. “Good, eat your food then and were date plan,” he said looking pleased as he dropped your hands to dig into his food.

You had been dating for three months, it had been slow as he had suggested. Though there was a no sex rule, he thoroughly enjoyed teasing you till you felt you was going crazy. Regularly kissing and losing yourself to each other in your bed, rolls against you that had you hungry for more body contact. Clothed hardening bulges rolling into your throbbing nub, moans spewing into the air. The second you begged, had him know his task was done as he made his excuses to leave.

Your friendship with the others returned, though Youngjae was very jealous of Jacob, Sunwoo and Younghoon at first. He soon relaxed around them when he knew how your eyes never left him. Jacob had become a good friend to you, resurrecting his close friendship with Youngjae too. Kevin had forgiven Bibi and though it had been a little awkward at first you had regrown your trust and friendship in her, even though Youngjae and Sunwoo didn’t trust her in any way. Sunwoo had introduced his girlfriend to the group and you was stunned when he brought Jvcki to meet you all, Yours and Bibi blush’s being very much to Sunwoo’s amusement. Haknyeon however, had become her little puppy, you couldn’t help but smile as she had become your replacement. Of course there was still heavy flirting, Hyunjae loved nothing but to encourage your blushes, but he often did it infront of Youngjae to wind you both up. Thankfully Youngjae adored his elder and often shrugged it off with a light hearted eye roll, his trust in you being even more stronger then before.

Plus it helped that he knew Hyunjae was crazy for Younghoon, them and Juyeon never really away from each other for Long.

During one of the nights you stayed in Youngjae’s room, you snuggled up to his back, Bibi and Kevin’s noises hitting the room next door. “Well suppose atleast someone’s getting it,” you scoffed kissing into the exposed neck as he sniggered. “You have fingers don’t you,” he teases as your hands wrap around to his chest. “So do you, help a girl out,” you whine into his ear as you feel him shiver. Your hands rub around his chest as he brushes them away. “Can a man not get any sleep without being manhandled,” he teased.

“Manhandled, I’ll give you manhandled,” you scoffed as your hands made there way down his body to his joggers. Rubbing your hand around the fabric you palm at his hardening shaft. Pulling away your fingers, you find the elastic band of his bottoms as your hands slip under. Feeling his pubic hair in your touch, you reached to his throbbing Cock as you slowly pumped him within his clothing. “How’s this for Manhandling,” you tease expecting him to fight you away. You set a rhythm against him, as he fists the sheets while moaning into the air. “You use to mock me looking weak, but Youngjae look at you,” you teased as he growled flipping you onto your back.

“This is one bobbin you don’t want to wind up babe,” he growls nipping at your bottom lip. Pressing himself into you that he hits your hungry starved throbbing nub. “Why, what do I get, a Jack in the box?” you teased making him frown as you unlocked his hidden devil instead. “Babe, Im going to fuck you up, do you want that, huh?” He threatens. “Well if that gets you to fuck me finally then let’s wind this bobbin up,” you say biting your lip as your fingers swirl around his chest above his top. “Remember you asked for it,” he says as his lips attack your neck. Deep suckles against the skin let’s you know he’s reached his teasing quota, finally he’s going to give in to you and your sexual needs.

Removing his clothes as you follow, your in a mad rush to feel your skin slot together. “Y/N I love you,” Youngjae says between kisses over your chest as he drags them to your breast. “Youngjae, I love you more,” you moan as his kisses continue his suckle to print you with purple blemishes. “Impossible,” he growls dragging his lips to your stomach. “Says who,” you moan into the air as his lips find your clit.

Swirls against you, his tongue slips to your core, thumb on your nub rolling to have cry’s leave your lips. You close your eyes to his tongue tease why he gently hums. Bringing your hips to meet the tongue that he’s fucking into you, you feel like your losing yourself to him. The tip sliding against your walls, you feel your thighs shake, how can his tongue feel as it’s breaking you. Feeling so sex starved you know you won’t last long.

Before your core can spring he leaves you feeling empty as he slides back up to you.

Lips falling to yours he kisses you passionately. “Can I make love to you?” He asks softening his features. “What happened to the demon and threats?” you chuckle, looking at how he’s like he’s in heaven touching your body. “That will happen, but I want to make love to my girlfriend,” he whispers so deeply your core tightens. “The girl that one day I will marry and have kids with,” he said smiling before his lips return to your jawline. “Son Youngjae, make love to me,” you whisper, as he lifts his head looking at you as if your the most precious person in the world.

Thrusting he slips himself in you at ease, moaning as he closes his eyes. “I’m home,” he cry’s as he slows his pace while his fingers lace with yours. You close your eyes as you feel his hot member brushing against your sweet spot immediately. “Look at me I want to look at your eyes when we lose each other,” he says all doe eyed.

Despite the slow and torturous pace, the way his cock is angled is springing your core tight around him. You feel his body shake with excitement as he shows his vulnerability to you and in this moment you work with it. Pulling his chest closer so his chest pushes into your breast with each thrust, his lips return to yours. Kisses and tongues slowly unraveling as if you was slowly becoming one. You feel his thighs shake as he struggles to hold back this romantic pace. Fingers dragging down the top of his spine as far as you can reach, you suckle down his moans.

“Y/N don’t leave me,” he cry’s between kisses. “Never, it’s just me and you forever,” you promise between breaks of his lips.

Your orgasm soon climbs its high, walls clenching around him has his thrust heavier as he chases his too. “Almost,” he warns as you let your own go. Cry’s of “love you,” , “your mine,” and “babe,” gets sucked down alongside your, “Jae,” , “baby,” & “forever.” Like the world has wrapped you up for eternity together, you both cum. Mixing your essence deep inside as you continue to kiss through your high while your body shakes through your orgasm.

After it feels like forever, his lips leave you as he winks devilishly. “I think all your lessons are complete now babe,” he grins as you gently swat him. “Now I’m going to fuck you so hard and long, I’m going to have you beg to stop again,” he winks.

That was one threat he managed to keep.

The end

Previous Chapter

Thanks for sticking with me through this series. I hoped you enjoyed this 5th anniversary & Eric’s Birthday series. ❤️

If you enjoyed it, you might enjoy the many other Fanfics I’ve written for The Boyz in the master list below. Not forgetting the Boyz Vampire Younghoon and Eric Series, Immortal Betrayal. It was one of the first series I ever wrote so I apologise it may be poorly written. (Learning as I write, I should have taken English seriously at school 😂)

I’ve also written a Sunwoo Mixed Kpop series with ACE Lee Donghun and DKB Yang Heechan which should hopefully be put up in the spring. (Have a Monsta X series & finishing ACE’s Kim Sehyoon and Kim Youngjo’s series Complicated Love in the new year first). However, also have continued with five more chapters to the once oneshot release that stress with all five members of ACE, which starts Christmas Eve, continuing over the Christmas period, which I hope your read.

As for the Boyz, Juyeon’s Third Part of Player/Player at the wedding will hopefully be up next month for his birthday. At some point the sequel to Beware be also written as well.

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[dabigmek]

Bignutz crouched in the lea of a burnt out bunker as hard rounds, laser fire and the krump krump of explosions filled the air with noise and smoke and death. Now Bignutz was an Ork and so loved a scrap as much as the next git, but he was also a "finker" and when inspiration took him he needed to let it flow.

"Bungga, git over ere ya cowering Grot," he shouted into the swirling fog of battle. On cue, a small snivelling Grot scuttled over the debris and broken rebar of the bunker to his masters side. Fishing in his apron with a filthy claw, Bungga pulled out a long stick of black chalk, handed it to his Mek master and turned around.

Bungga was wearing a special harness to which was kunningly attached a broad metal plate across his back, which in turn had a sturdy ledger riveted to it, making Bungga a walking writers bureau for when Bignutz needed to make notes on the go.

Bignutz was inspired, he had just seen an awesome thing, a truly amazing, powerful, but above all, destructive thing. One of the weirdo humies trucks had pelted past, brutally mowing down a mob of boyz with a massive grinding ram on the front of it. What genius had come up with that, he wondered briefly before scribbling away his own designs.

From the smoke, one of the three armed weirdo humies emerged, hunched and heavy, deadly claw ready to strike. It hissed in an almost reptilian way and bunched to leap.

"Zog off ya weirdo git, I'm finkin'," roared Bignutz. Grabbing his trusty whackin' wrench he swept brutally downwards as the thing leapt, crushing it bloodied into the dirt. Now these weirdo humies were much tougher than run of the mill humies, so he gave it a few more sturdy whacks to the back of the head, followed to a kick where he assumed weirdo humies kept their danglies just for good measure.

Picking up the chalk, Bignutz went back to his ruminating, casually licking weirdo humie blood off his fingers and humming tuneless to himself.

[networkluvs]

⨯⁺ ︰ profiles 3/3 - the counselors!﹒𓂅 ₊˚

joshua: there's a rumor that joshua actually lives in the woods and spends his time doing nothing but knitting and making clay pots (he has neither confirmed or denied). literally so detached from the internet world, he still thinks myspace is hip.

jeonghan: master lego builder with devious plans. who ever rooms with him should sleep with one eye open or you'll accidentally slap yourself with whipped cream or end up with a sharpie mustache.

chan: cannot stand dancing to baby shark everyday with the younger kids but the friendship bracelets he gets from them make it worth it! when he's not teaching dance you'll often find him near the river looking at the tadpoles and fish

jun: takes acting very seriously, last year he was assigned to be a frog in the big play so he spent the entire summer watching and mimicking frogs. besides from acting he's absolutely RUTHLESS in dodgeball, just ask poor jihoon what happened

minghao: everyone thinks minghao is cool because he can do all sorts of gymnast and b-boy tricks. he doesn't have the heart to say no when the kids ask him to do a flip either. after a long day of work he likes to rest under his favorite tree (sometimes sleeps there accidentally).

mingyu: usually in-charge of the water activities like swimming, water polo, etc. he's now a certified lifeguard on pool days! when he's not in the water though you'll find him in the kitchen, sneaking midnight snacks for him and the counselors (shh don't tell tiffany and taeyeon)

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[witch-dagger--woo]

MANTA RAY (Mobula mobular, Mobula birostris)

Hello everynyan!

Enough joking around! Hello! I'm here officially with my first post and it's going to be about manta rays!! Just some info on them and some interesting facts + images (images from google because unfortunately i haven't gone diving with them just yet :/)

Here we go!

Today, we are going to talk about Giant oceanic manta ray, aka Mobula birostris!

They are the largest type of ray in the world! These beautiful creatures can reach over 7m in width and 9m in lenght! Manta rays reside in tropical/subtropical waters, far away from shore in open waters. They can live up to 40 years! In the age of 15 they reach maturity and reproduce every year. They breed from december to april. Females are fertilized internally and after they mated, they avoid other potentional partners.

They have so-called 'triangular pectoral fins' on each side of the body. They swim the same way birds fly, the beauty and grace more visible because of the water. They are often performing acrobatic twists and turns in the water. Its flexible body allows it to perform these acrobatics with ease and grace, making it a true sight to behold. They are really fast swimmers, they can go over 22 mph!

Now about these bad boyz' feeding system! They are planktivorous animals, which means they eat mostly plankton, cephalopods, crustaceans and small fish! Giant oceanic manta rays are important species who help maintain the oceanic ecosystem - similar to sharks! They have a unique filter-feeding system that allows it to capture large amounts of plankton and small fish in each feeding session. Its mouth is highly flexible and can open wide enough to take in huge volumes of water, and its gills are covered in numerous small teeth that trap the prey. They can consume up to 4.2 tons of food per day. Aren't they amazing??

They are very cool and smart! They have the biggest brain - body ratio of all animals! Manta rays are able to perform complex social behaviors, such as friendships, playing games and engaging in vocal communication!

The giant manta ray is also known for its amazing jumping abilities, sometimes jumping as high as 10 feet above the water's surface.

[corvuscorona]

when I was a kid my dad did all the cooking so when he was away on the rare fishing trip w/ the boyz my mom didn't know what to make for dinner ever so she'd ask me what I wanted and every time I'd be like 'uh pasta?' because I fucking loved pasta and also didn't care that much and also it was maybe the only thing I knew she knew how to make that I didn't Dislike. and one time when dad came back she was like 'this kid asked me to make pasta EVERY day' like OH SURE the driving force behind us eating Just Penne for dinner for a week was definitely my forceful decision-making skills. come on man

[stillunusual]

Pop Avalanche (issue #2) YEAR: 1987 CREATED BY: Brian Orchard (AKA Andrew Rainey), Boy Naughty (AKA Andrew Midgley), Camper Bob (AKA Bob Stanley) and Christoper X (AKA Camper Chris) LOCATION: Peterborough / Edinburgh SIZE: A5 WHAT'S INSIDE.... A fanzine that's "blue for a reason" and has an interesting take on mid-1980s zine culture: "You don't need to read it....we didn't need to write it....we don't need to listen to our records....but we do....do you understand what we're saying? Fanzines are not essential - fatuous views on trivial topics leaning dangerously close to egomania - but the trick is to make them seem to matter....enough to lure you the consumer into buying one at any rate".... It also has The Rolling Stones on the cover and an article about the apparent indestructibility of Keith Richards (Bill Hicks once said that: "I picture nuclear war and two things surviving - Keith Richards and bugs"), both of which would have been unthinkable a few years before, given that the Stones were one of the principal targets of punk's iconoclasm ("no Elvis, Beatles or The Rolling Stones in 1977"). The zine features a fine selection of mid-1980s indie bands, most of whom (ie Hurrah!, 14 Iced Bears, Razorcuts, The BMX Bandits and Talulah Gosh) remained stuck in the indie groove until they eventually split up, and a couple that transitioned to a rock-dance crossover sound under the influence of the rave scene, ie Primal Scream and Age Of Chance (who hailed from Leeds and almost made it into the charts with their cover version of "Kiss"). There's also a retrospective article about Josef K (who influenced all of the above) and a quick guide to up-and-coming bands which includes the future ambassadors of shoegaze - My Bloody Valentine.... Issue #2 of Pop Avalanche is slightly unusual in that it devotes four of its pages to hip hop, which was taking the world by storm at the time but didn't get much coverage in fanzines. Although the empty machismo and casual misogyny in a lot of rap lyrics was not something most indie kids could relate to, the music itself was both groundbreaking and exciting, so kudos to the Pop Avalanche crew for being open minded about it. They recommend the Streetsounds hip hop electro compilations and indicate that #14 was particularly good, although I think the cream of the crop was probably the next one in the series, which I remember buying on cassette and listening to incessantly back in 1986/7. Recent releases by the likes of Schoolly D, The Beastie Boys, LL Cool J, Run DMC, Heavy D And The Boyz, Kool Moe Dee and a few others are also highlighted, as well as one or two by UK artists (who - to be fair - were mostly shit).... The zine's contributors also manifest their culture vulture credentials with articles about writer Martin Amis and comic actor Norman Wisdom. There's a brief mention of The Pastels, who published their own fanzine called Juniper Beri Beri, and a one page ad for a zine called Camping, which was a side hustle for Christopher X and Bob Stanley (who went on to become a proper journalist as well as forming the band Saint Etienne). Two other contemporary zines - The Legend! and Trout Fishing In Leytonstone - are described as "a load of old cobblers" and "trivial, derivative and monotonous" respectively. Click on the title above to see scans of all the zine's pages.... my box of 1980s fanzines flickr

[sophisticato]

the godson poor devil at close range tresspass breakin' the wiz cyborg the devils own the crossing gaurd striking distance gemini man radio days the faculty johnny dangerously kickboxer proof of life out kold

bad influence sleepers it takes two dutch 1991 Lolly-Madonna XXX selena frida my stepmother is an alien the ladies club gone with the west popeye doyle the dirty dozen sister mary explains it all An American Tail: The Treasure of Manhattan Island The Cannonball Run oceans 11 1960 the loved one always 1989 a troll in central park loose cannons kellys heros diary of a hitman kingdom of heaven

lassie lassie

the biggest secret children of the matrix …and the truth shall set you free (1995)

21 grams perfect 1985 missing in action the attic expeditions the adventures of mark twain fern gully the legend of beggar vance bad boys for life halloween H20 bandidas willy/milly the secret of my sucsess the secret life of bees fools rush in bob the butler i am sam princess mononoki babar the movie our man flint in like flint dead on target (vancouver) cloudy with a chance of meatballs the dear hunter broken arrow urban menace

knights of the city thats my boy the seventh floor p.u.n.k.s out cold 1989 parents 1989 foxes 1980 pet cemetary bloodlines the bench warmers deadfall 1969 the rookie 1990 firestarter million doller baby slam dance along came polly Frank McKlusky, C.I. the hudsucker proxy the ballad of lefty brown madeline the toy white boyz cloudy with a chance of meatballs you got served stomp the yard wonderboys the cider house rules the devine secrets of the yaya sisterhood somethings gotta give candy 2006 feild of dreams miss doubtfire notting hill wag the dog the nanny the lady from shanghai deep water bolt girl 6 flesh gordon moonstruck the great gatsby 1974 chronicles of narnia the hand that rocks the cradel running wild the moderns strange invaders hot rod wild at heart bones urban menace the outsiders the perfect storm once apon a time in america

the mystery of the night monster

d.c cab the guilty 2000 Boricua's Bond the player The Stars Fell on Henrietta in the line of fire big mommas house are we there yet a simple twist of fate revenge 1990 cool hand luke mermaids shadow of a doubt

The Chronicles Of Narnia deep water 1981 the bench warmers how to marry a miilionaire goin coconuts stakeout searching for bobby fisher before sunrise teen wolf moonfall

supercell comic book villians jumping jack flash pushing tin senior trip the hand that rocks the cradle the international americas sweethearts stella the tradgedy of macbeth summer rental hidden strike the dark tower 2017 never been kissed the contender Things to Do in Denver When You're Dead what happens in vegas true romance almost an angel in the soup for the love of the game chicago cab postcards from the edge The rookie tough guys 1986 spaceballs lockout playing god tresspass forget paris ripped 2017 the very excellent dundee beerfest the eternals bullit train bagboy swing kids cop and a half dominick and eugene set it off fools rush in reality bites the color purple iron eagle the contender trancers 2,3 where the red fern grows dave matthews philidelphia peter pan terri the escape chimes at midnight paper dragons

dressed to kill cabaret 1972 party monster prettylittle liars moulan rouge hedwig and the angry inch ziggy star dust movie

rocky horror picture show pippy long stocking sleeping with the enemy soroity boys

amadeus orlando hamlet much adu about nothing

this boys life The Favour, the Watch and the Very Big Fish harley quinn birds of pray bedknobs and broomsticks the bird cage ticker zoolander girl 6 the keeper kinky boots 2005 hardcore henry the eternals eddie murphy delerious seven days in may a street car named desire (project/critic rev.) the equalizer 2

harry and tonto playing by heart the point! how to make an american quilt

The Godfather trilogy carlitos way deal endgame

Indiana jones 5 Stacey keats, micheal keaton, robert redford, national lampoons, faulty towers, brittany murphy, demi moore, neive cambell

the end is nye avatar the last airbender afro samurai

[mccraecook99]

Ginger Bunny-Columbia Pictures 100th Anniversary Tribute.

Since I know earlier this month,Columbia Pictures,one of Hollywood’s leading movie entertainment powerhouses and part of the Sony family reached its centennial year by turning 100 earlier this year. While not much of itand was more in the likes of Universal,MGM,Warner Bros.,and Disney/20th Century Studios, I still consider it a true Hollywood powerhouse and one of the leading film studios in Hollywood to this day. In honor of the elite Hollywood studio that had their famous iconic lady(Lady Columbia)light up the way with her torch to give us some of the greatest,award-winning, and iconic Hollywood movies(It Happened One Night,Mr.Deeds Goes To Town,Mr.Smith Goes To Washington,Gilda,From Here To Eternity,Dr. Strangelove,Oliver,Funny Girl,Taxi Driver,Close Enounters of The Third Kind,Heavy Metal,Annie,The Big Chill,Starman,Stand By Me,When Harry Met Sally,Boyz in the Hood,City Slickers,A League of Their Own,The Shawshank Redemption,Desperado,Little Women,Groundhog Day,Anaconda,Sense and Sensibility,Stuart Little,XXX,Big Fish,The Legend of Zorro,Superbad,The Social Network,Zombieland,Goosebumps,and Once Upon A Time….In Hollywood),made some of the biggest money-making movie franchises(Ghostbusters,Men in Black,Jumanji,The Karate Kid,Spider-Man,Sony’s Spider-Man Universe,and Bad Boys),produced many TV shows/sitcoms(Dennis the Menace,Bewitched,I Dream of Jeannie,Gidget,The Monkees,Fantasy Island,Charlie’s Angels,Seinfeld,The Critic,and Just Shoot Me!),distributed many computer animated films under the Sony Pictures Animation name(such as Open Season,Surf’s Up,Cloudy With A Chance of Meatballs,Hotel Transylvania,Arthur Christmas,The Pirates: Band of Misfits,The Smurfs:The Lost Village,Spider-Man:Into The Spider-Verse and Across The Spider-Verse,The Mitchells Vs. The Machines,and Vivo),produced live-action comedy shorts featuring comedy icons such as The Three Stooges and Buster Keaton in the 1930’s to 1950’s, was a key player in distributing Walt Disney’s many Mickey Mouse and Silly Symphonies cartoons in the early 30’s, later released cartoon shorts made by it’s Screen Gems cartoon division in the 30’s-40’s and then ones produced by the pioneering animation studio known as UPA in the 40’s-50’s,and it’s TV unit helped make Hanna-Barbera a household name in the TV industry and a pioneer in television animation in the 60’s thanks to bringing it’s earlier cartoon creations like The Flintstones,The Jetsons,Yogi Bear,Huckleberry Hound,Jonny Quest,and Top Cat to television.

Here is a centennial tribute drawing pic I did for Columbia Pictures’ 100th anniversary featuring my own take on the studio’s iconic famous torch lady with my own rabbit girl OC,Ginger Bunny now dressed as the lady now holding the shining torch and standing on a pedestal. 

So, Happy 100th Anniversary to Columbia Pictures,  the studio that always had it’s famous lady standing on a pedestal that light up the screens with her torch to shine the way to start every movie and that have gave and brought us many films,shows,shorts,cartoons,and franchises over the last 100 years like Men in Black,the Spider-Man,Ghostbusters,Bad Boys,The Karate Kid,Jumanji,The Three Stooges,Hotel Transylvania,Charlie’s Angels,Bewitched,Cloudy With A Chance of Meatballs,Senfield,and many more.

[starryskys-posts]

My name is Skylar Starr Lima 💖 I'll always be open & honest about my experiences in life. I'm such a strong resilient person who has been through a lot of tough times. I've had plenty of truama in the past but I recently went to Eloria AAA not because I have a drug or alcohol problem but because I had a mental break down. I was admitted there voluntarily so I could grasp what was happening in my life & going on in my own head. I don't think that's something to be ashamed of either. I remember being so scared going into an unknown place not knowing anyone else other than knowing myself. I seen this all as a lesson & it actually restored my faith in GOD, whoever he, she or what they may be. At first it was a place full of scary people until I got to know them & it was such a different environment I've never been used to before. I prayed all the time for safety & protection. I really didn't want to be there in the beginning & thought it was a waste of my precious time. I was in so much pain with a ongoing medical condition at the time that wasn't being treated up until now so the experience wasn't easy for me. I had to have so many checks done for my physical health such as MRI's, blood tests, regular obs done & meetings. I wasn't aloud my phone & had to document everything in my own notepad. Literally, I was just a tiny fish in a pond of big fish.

I would sleep with my daughters teddy, constantly ask for the ipad codes, sing in the shower, eat all the time, do art, read the bible & annoy all the nurse's with all my questions. I'm sure they got sick of me.

Some of the people I met inside there became my inspiration to help others with mental health problems. I met all da boyz. They became my friends & we bonded over art, music & food. They all had my back & I had theirs. We were all from different walks of life but we're all one in the same in there & it didn't matter what you looked like or how much money you had. One other lady in there even reminded me of my mother. I still wish her well. I even wish the lady who kept trying to steal my make up, bra & clothes well. I remember telling her she didn't have to take she could just ask & I would give. That really changed my own perspective of people & why people do the things they do. Hearing them say I helped them with just a smile or some kind words. I was even amazed how my art would calm the mind of my boy Danny. He even hung it all up on the walls & would show me when I came back from my 'vape & phone leave'. Michael ( different one lol ) helped me heal my broken heart & Vanilla would share his smokes & have a chat. Peter helped me seek help for my physical health. Mark would bring in chocolates for us all. It helped me get through my own days. Da boys aren't bad or corrupt, they've just been in a system that failed them & wasn't made easy for them. We just all helped each other out of a dark place. Cracking jokes over cheese & crackers at supper. We all have rights, you can decide who you are & who you want to be no matter where you come from or the tough trials you have faced in life. Just need to have manners and take ownership of who you are & what you want. Even if I helped only one person during my time. (I know I tried to help more) I am proud of it all. Even the psychiatrists, nurses & doctors became like a community all the way to the people who served food or helped me meditated with sensory lights. Every person & everything mattered to me on a deeper level because everyone had a reason to be there or a job to be doing. So now I am going to be furthering my studys next year in peer work for mental health because these people deserve someone who listens & cares about them no matter what situation they are in. I'll never forget one of the boys calling me when I got home to tell me he missed me & how much "better" I was then him ( not true my brah ! ) Our lives & thoughts truly do matter. I do not consider myself 'mentally ill' or believe I should be locked up inside a ward because the world thinks I'm a little different. I am who I am & I am not an addict but I still have to cope with my toxic addictive tendencies & I feel I understand things much more clearer now.

I know what I want to do now. I'm a great mother, friend & business owner, I have rights to my own body & what medications I take. I have rights to make my own path & shape my own future. I have rights to learn from my mistakes. & I hope these lads never forget how important they are to me.

[heartheaded]

since i'm in the mood and about to go to work here's some fun and random howler headcanons

the eldest (even if only by a few months to a year or because of dog years; you decide)

always makes sure there's food in the fridge if no one else does; only one willing to venture the grocery store or steals

shit at stove, but loves to bake

bakes for his boyz all the time

vegetarian, but fish is still fine

holiday junkie -- the MOST enthusiastic

[dineshbdinesh]

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