#You know who you are and what you’ve done 🫵

[victorianvivisection]

Oh boy I sure do love casual and innocent conversation with no deeper fucked up meaning 🤭

[blue-jisungs]

love shot

summary. seungcheol loves playing cupid for you and jihoon because of you two dislike each other

warnings. good ol' e2l but also a mafia-ish setting so the usual: guns, gunshots, blood, cursing, telling people to die. also suggestive at some points !

word count. 7k-ish

author's note. idk whats this but enjoy!!! big shoutout to my beloved @wheeboo for proofreading and correcting my silly mistakes!!! ilysm mwah thank u from the bottom of my heart <333 ++ thank u @weird-bookworm for inspiring me like i wrote 5k of this in one sitting bc of u 🫵

the air in the room was heavy, everyone waiting in anticipation. there was some chatter, only from the most talkative members of the group, yet it was very quiet. the others like you, jihoon, or wonwoo sat in silence staring at the wooden table. 

suddenly the door opened and seungcheol came in, dressed in a black coat and his luxurious watch. 

this immediately stopped all noise and caused all eyes to look at him. 

“our plug just gave us the information that the group is meeting up at an abandoned factory. we’re still waiting for the precise location but i want you all to be ready” he announced, voice stern. the leader of the group scanned all the faces “we suspect it’s the old factory that used to produce cigarettes. since it’s quite big, we’ll need to divide into groups. i’ll also call for backup if my suspicions turn out to be true”

you nodded, eyes scanning a board behind seungcheol’s back. it had all the evidence and necessary photos but by now – because all of the six months you’ve been trying to catch this criminal group – you knew all their faces by heart. 

you were a crime fighting organization, one would call it the fbi. but you weren’t really… a government official. you often switched groups, just depending on who’s running low on staff. 

some groups, like the one you’ve been working with, had their permanent squad. only because their leader seungcheol (nickname s.coups) had been injured, you were called in to replace him. maybe not in leader duties but your combat abilities were very similar to his… which gained respect amongst the organization. 

you liked working with seventeen – that was their group name. they were all unique and special in different ways but also talented, skilled, and laser focused on their task. 

you even got to meet them outside the work field, like going biking with soonyoung and seokmin in your free time. or taking a culinary class with mingyu and hansol. and many many others. you really liked them and contrary to other groups you’ve worked with, you were sure you’ll keep in touch with them after the work is done. 

they all liked you too. except jihoon… you weren’t sure why but that was okay. he pissed you off too, like always using your mug even though you clearly stated it’s yours, constant snarky comments aimed at you (and your ironic ones fired back at him). you both just didn’t click… you tried to avoid each other, knowing that even a mere meeting on a hallway will cause a quarrel. 

which is why you’re all tensed up, legs and hands crossed together, because jihoon was late. he had to sit on the spot next to you and of course he’s manspreading, fakely oblivious to the fact that he’s almost shoving his knee into yours.

the door opened and an intern, taehyun, barged into the room. 

“u-oh. hello, everyone. our suspicions got confirmed, it’s the old cigarette factory. they should be there in an hour but we don’t know how many people will be there” he said, eyes focused on s.coups. the man nodded gently.

“thank you, taehyun. so we’ll bring back up, just in case. we don’t know if they’re armed, do we?” the leader asked the boy. taehyun hesitated.

“there’s no official information…” his voice trailed off. 

“but?” seungcheol rose his eyebrows, crossing his arms.

“if you mind my honest opinion, i think they’ll be armed. they always carry at least a gun” taehyun said, face serious. seungcheol sent him a warm smile.

“good point. thank you, taehyun. go now and tell the staff to prepare our vehicles” 

the intern nodded and left. if you weren’t used to sore muscles because of all the hours of training, your legs would start to cramp because of how squished your legs were in order to avoid touching jihoon. 

“good. then, soonyoung you’re going as usual: jun, minghao and chan. wonwoo, mingyu and vernon go together. rest of the team as usual so seokmin, seungkwan, jeonghan and joshua” seungcheol nodded and you swore you saw a ghost of a smile dance on his lips.

“and me?” jihoon asked, leaning forward. 

“you’re going with y/n. you’ll work as a pair to sneak from behind” the leader announced and before you could let out a yelp of surprise, he was already going towards the door. “let’s go” 

the sun has already settled before you arrived to the location. the ride there was silent, everyone rather serious about the moment: will you manage to capture the drug boss? he always keeps running away, as sand slips through fingers. it was starting to get on your nerves and you were determined to put a stop to it. 

arriving to your base, you noticed some extra cars. the backup arrived. 

in your all black uniforms, heavy boots and hidden knives behind your belt (and extra one in your left shoe), your team was ready. well, jihoon. 

“you’ll go first. entering from the back. we studied the building before so you should be able to know where to go more or less. as soon as you locate them, let us know” seungcheol said and put his hands on your and jihoon’s arm “and no fighting or i’ll fucking kill you” 

“yes, dad” you snickered and patted his hand.

“and don’t die, alright?” seungcheol rose his eyebrows.

“as if i would let that happen” jihoon snarled and shrugged off cheol’s hand, leaving. the leader nodded and you followed your partner, hand resting on your gun. 

you were lead to the building by the instructions in your in-ear. managing to slip in quietly, you were following jihoon. 

the building was consumed by darkness, nothing but silence. going through the corridors, you checked in all the rooms. 

finally getting to the main room with all the machinery, jihoon stopped in his tracks. he looked back at you, his dark eyes shining with pure focus. 

“do you hear it?” woozi asked, voice below a whisper. you frowned and suddenly heard it: 

distant chatter, footsteps, and a shuffle of something moving around. your eyes locked with his (and you became hyper aware that he had his gaze on you all the time), and you gave a small nod.

“i’ll try to locate them more or less. you go check the rest of the rooms… and let’s call backup” he ordered. his gaze lingered on you for a bit longer before he went into the darkness of the factory. 

you did as he said, your hand ready to pull out your gun any second. 

room by room – nothing. you knew the rest of the team already came inside since you could hear noises of combat. some shouts, things getting thrown. no gunshots… maybe they weren’t armed after all? 

for a while your heart skipped a beat. are they all okay? even… jihoon? 

you shook your head and while checking in another room, you didn’t notice anything strange. as you began to grow annoyed that all the action is taking place and you’re here, alone and without anything… you heard footsteps, rushed footsteps, as if someone was running away. 

you returned to the door, peeking out since the sound came from the corridor.

“fucking beomgyu… i’ll kill him. i knew there was something wrong with that boy” 

your eyes went wide, hearing the voice. it was the boss. you knew the voice (and him) too well. 

“do we need to do it?” you grunted, arms crossed. a thundering gaze that was supposed to scare seungcheol was rather amusing for him. 

“yes. you’re the only woman in our group” he said, shaking his head. 

“well, so what? he can go with his friends? with homies for a drink!” you grunted and paced around the room “i respect you as a leader, cheol. i really do. but you know how much i just don’t get along with jihoon…”

“hm, do you? i already see that you started calling him by his name, not his code name” seungcheol wiggled his brows and you came up to him, punching his arm. chuckles left the buffed man’s body and you realised he doesn’t care, at all.

“fuck you” you grunted, grabbing your bag “you owe me a drink after this” 

seungcheol’s laugh was the only thing that you heard even after leaving the room. 

arriving at the restaurant, you sighed. joining the seventeen group you wouldn’t even think that you’d be send to a “date” with your enemy to spy on your actual enemy. and yet, here you are. 

the chatter of people and clinking of glasses hit your ears, the inside of the building taking your breath away. it was so royal and rich, you felt small. well, no wonder that a mafia boss would dine here. and only here. 

“hello, ma’am. may i ask who are you here with?” a waiter asked, smiling politely.

“oh. the reservation is set for kwak jiho” you answered swiftly. the fake name was so ridiculous “is he here?”

“ah, yes. mr. kwak arrived shortly before you. let me lead the way” the waiter nodded and you followed them. 

there were so many stunning people. some of the faces you knew - due to their criminal record or just because they were celebrities. you made sure to check where your main concern was sitting. park chinhae was sitting there, in all his glory, sipping a drink. 

your eyes widened when you realised you’re sitting at the table right next to him. the waiter bowed gently and left, leaving you with jihoon. 

he stood up and walked up to you, grabbing your hand and placing a soft kiss atop of it. the action made you freeze, but nonetheless, you kept your façade as best as you could.

“you… you look stunning, my dear” he breathed out, eyes scanning over your figure. 

well, you figured that it’s a lifetime opportunity: having seungcheol’s black card to spend on the attire. so you went crazy, as anyone would. 

a little birdie (minghao) told you that red (especially the ruby shade) is one of jihoon’s favourite colours. so you picked a red dress, nothing too revealing yet having a nice cut to show your left leg. paired with a ruby lipstick and some pretty, sparkly jewellery off you went. you even decided to go to a professional hairdresser because who’s stopping you...? 

and apparently, it worked. or maybe jihoon was so used to seeing you in sweatpants and hoodies that this elegant side of you unexpectedly swept him off his feet. 

“thank you, baby. you don’t look bad yourself” you hummed and watched him put the chair away for you. jihoon was wearing an all black tuxedo and an expensive tie. his hair slicked back… he was quite handsome looking this way. not like you cared, of course. 

once you were in your seat and jihoon returned to his, you crossed your legs. your heel brushed against his leg and he raised his eyebrow. 

“i ordered some wine already, dear” he hummed and when you shifted your gaze to park chinhae, he just nodded. he knew. 

the nickname caused a swirl of butterflies to storm your stomach and for the nth time this day, you cursed seungcheol in your mind. 

you grabbed the menu that you already studied beforehand – the name of the dishes were code names for different question or orders. 

“which wine did you choose?” you asked, tapping the table. 

“château haut-brion” jihoon answered, eyes never leaving yours. nothing yet. 

“i see” you nodded. suddenly your mind goes blank – what are you supposed to talk about with jihoon? the two of you never met outside work. duh, you barely even talked normally at work… 

“what about the food? fancy anything?” he asked, shifting in his seat. you two had secret cameras and microphones that could catch the conversation happening next to you, so technically you wouldn’t have to do anything. however, you were curious if you’ll hear anything useful.

“i… i don’t know” you scoffed and put the menu down, biting your lip in wonder “i think i’ll wait for the waiter to recommend something”

jihoon was about to answer you when suddenly you heard a male voice.

“if i may interrupt…” 

you looked up and noticed park chinhae looking at you with a smirk dancing on his lips. he was sitting relaxed in his seat, almost as if he owned the place. 

“i couldn’t help but pay attention to such a beautiful lady and if you’re having a dilemma what to choose… i truly recommend lemony mussels with cherry tomatoes and potatoes” the man said, giving jihoon a look that you couldn’t crack. was it some sort of trying to assert dominance? or genuine help?

“ah… thank you mr…” you rose your eyebrow, waiting for his name.

“mr. park chinhae. but such a pretty lady can call me just chinhae” he smiled. you saw jihoon’s jaw clench. you leaned forward charmingly and tapped your red nails against the table.

“well, thank you chinhae. but i’m not a connoisseur of seafood, sadly. i appreciate your help though” you nodded with a playful smile.

“ah, no worries! then, let me take a guess: pork or beef?” he asked, full on ignoring jihoon. you couldn’t lie – the situation amused you. 

“lamb” was your reply, eyes focused on the drug boss. he looked at the man he was with and clicked his tongue.

“a woman of a taste, i see. good. such lady is a true gem” only now park chinhae’s landed at jihoon. almost threateningly “then my choice would be rosé-marinated grilled lamb leg with walnut salsa fresca”

you gasped, dramatically covering your mouth with your hand. 

“chinhae, you must be a regular here. that’s what i’ll settle for, then. thank you so much, i bet it’ll be delicious” you hummed. the man only winked in response and returned to his friend. 

silence fell between you and jihoon, his gaze on fire. was he… pissed?

“what? there’s too many things to choose from” you chuckled and nudged his leg. almost as if to say ‘behave’. 

“i’ll be sure to later remind you the dish name at my place” he snarled, his mask slipping off for a second. you let out a scoff, noticing the waiter.

“we’ll see if i even end up there” you teased and relaxed in your seat as the waiter came with wines. 

“may i take your order?” they asked. 

as you ordered the dish chinhae recommended to you, jihoon ordered sweet and spicy pork chops. a code name for ‘be careful’. you just rolled your eyes at him and once the waiter was gone, you saw a sudden glint in his ebony irises. 

“so, aeri… what were you up to this weekend?” he asked, the fake name sounding strange in his lips. 

“i went on a trip to yongin with my friends. we had a lovely time there” you hummed. with a corner of your eye, you noticed chinhae smile. well, it was his hometown after all. 

“oh, really? what did you do there?” jihoon asked and suddenly placed his hand down, close to yours. looking him in the eyes, the air in the room began to grow heavy. 

“we’re a little too old for amusement parks” you giggled and decided to start drawing shapes on his hand with the tip of your finger “so we settled to go see a traditional folk village and art museums, then we went to a bar or two at the end of the day”

jihoon was focused on you, as if the mafia boss next to you didn’t exist. the whole room felt empty, only you and jihoon on the room.

“and you? didn’t you miss me too much?” you teased and noticed the boss picked up his phone.

“i think about you every minute of the day, so obviously i missed you” he said ironically, drawing an eye roll from you “i just stayed at home and binge watched the series you recommended me”

“really? alice in borderland?” you asked, stunned. you didn’t recommend it to jihoon, to be precise, but to be fair you were talking about it a lot lately.

jihoon shrugged and from the side, you overheard a piece of rumble from chinhae. 

“–all of it? you better, you smart beast. good job, i’ll see you at the usual, next week–”

“yeah, really. it wasn’t that bad” he shrugged. 

shortly after your food arrived and while you chatted (and to your amusement, flirted a lot), jihoon occasionally grabbed your hand. you, trying to show him that two can play that game, from time to time rested your high heel against his leg and moved it slowly. you enjoyed the flushed look on his face, whether it was your antics or the wine. 

you managed to catch some words like ‘magazine’, ‘6pm’, ‘make more income’ or some useful – new or old – names being dropped. 

you came to a conclusion you wouldn’t get more information. he was in a public space after all. 

“shall we have some dessert?” you asked “i’m craving tiramisu” 

jihoon rose his eyebrows. tiramisu was a code for ‘let’s end this’.

“why? i mean– are you–?” his eyes widened. you rested your chin on your hands.

“i’m fine, i’m just in the mood for something sweet” you shrugged and jihoon couldn’t crack what you meant. then he just smiled playfully.

“hm, okay. i was hoping we could get some dessert afterwards” he hummed “but tiramisu sounds fine” 

you scoffed and grabbed your purse.

“great. i’ll be right back, you can order in the meantime” you said and stood up, noticing park chinhae looking at you. he was talking but you sent him a gentle smile and went to the bathroom.

you took your sweet time, fixing your lipstick and hair. also checking the hidden camera and microphone (which, to be frank, you completely forgot about), you took a deep breath. 

then the realization hit you. the whole team was listening to your and jihoon’s flirting. 

smacking your forehead, you let out a loud groan. seungcheol will so need to buy you a drink. a couple, even. 

reapplying some perfume, you zipped your bag and left the bathroom. only to see park chinhae in the hallway, leaning against the wall and being in the phone. he didn’t see you, back facing you. 

“i need all the cargo by friday. ship it to the factory this time because i think someone is sniffing around us” he said, voice low but enough for you to hear “and check that intern. beomhan– ah, beomgyu”

you saw him move and before he fully turned around, you acted like you just left the bathroom. 

closing the door and turning around, your heart sped up.

“i’m hanging up” was all you heard before there was a sound of approaching footsteps “hey there”

you turned around and faked a shocked face.

“oh, hello mr. lamb leg. it was delightful, thank you” the corner of your lips turned upwards. you noticed his phone in his hand was unlocked, showing the caller id number. you had to act quickly if you wanted the camera to capture it. and you had to shift your position. 

“no problem, it was my pleasure to help such a beautiful woman. may i know your name, though?” he asked, eyebrows rising up. you playfully threw your hair back and crossed your arms, shifting your body weight to your left leg. you noticed the way his gaze lingered on it because the cut in the fabric revealed it. 

“it’s aeri” you said and cursed mentally. it’s probably not enough “if you hit me with ‘a pretty name for a pretty woman’ i’ll have to give you a disappointing look” 

he laughed and you suddenly leaned closer, fixing his bowtie. it was risky, you could see how he tensed up to your touch. but because of that, you were sure that the hidden camera captured his phone screen before it turned off.

“it was crooked. sorry, i’m a bit of a perfectionist” you apologized and leaned back. 

“who would i be to despise a woman’s hands on me?” he flashed you a toothy grin. gross. “is your date boring? you can always leave with me”

your heart skipped a beat. you could. that way you could get more information… or what if he lead you to his place? no, probably not. but still…

“ah, i can see you thinking about it” chinhae hummed. if there was an in-ear in your ear, you’d probably hear seungcheol saying to not even think about it. 

you were about to say something– anything. 

“y/– aeri!” 

you turned around and saw jihoon. fuck. 

chinhae put a hand on your shoulder and it took you everything in your willpower not to shrug it off. 

“here you are. i began to get worried” jihoon snarled, shooting daggers at the man touching you. 

“anyways. my offer still stands, if you want to have some actual fun” chinhae whispered in your ear and began to walk away. jihoon walked up to you, wanting to say something but suddenly turned around.

“she’ll have some fun, don’t worry about it” he said. chinhae turned his head and scanned jihoon head to toe. 

“with a man your size?” 

you had to tug his sleeve. chinhae winked at you and left, leaving only you and jihoon in the hallway. 

“calm down, lee” you grunted and when he looked at you, you just sent him a amused expression “i bet aeri would have some nice time with jiho. but there’s nothing left to do, we should go” 

“agreed. i already paid, let’s just go” he grunted and gestured you to go first “i’ll drop you off and don’t even argue. that weirdo could follow you”

how ironic. while undercover at the restaurant, he was walking away from you. and now, he did the same yet now you were the one playing with him. 

stepping out to the corridor, you debated your options: you could shoot him. you could harm him and capture. or just capture. 

suddenly he took a sharp turn to the stairs that lead to the other floor. you managed to hide in one of the janitor rooms. only when the sound of his footsteps became quiet, you followed him as quietly as you could. 

the open space allowed you to see the lights of flashlights far away. you noticed a glimpse of him going into one of the offices. why isn’t he running away…? 

quietly placing your steps you approached the room. taking a peek inside, you saw that chinhae is rummaging through drawers.

“where the fuck is it…” he grunted, throwing papers on the ground. 

“we’re done here. there’s everyone except park chinhae but he wasn’t even meant to be here, apparently. let’s leave. does everyone copy?”

you couldn’t answer – the man would hear you if you did, and your cover would be blown.

taking a deep breath, you checked if you had handcuffs with you. luckily, you did. swallowing with a beating heart, you walked in. 

“hands up, chinhae” 

the man turned around and frowned. the room was dark, only streams of moonlight sneaking through the blinds. you kicked the door close, gun pointed at him. 

“whatever you’re looking for, it won���t save you” you said harshly. 

“a woman threatening me with a gun. never would i have imagined i’d find myself in such a position” he laughed and started slowly approaching you. one thing was clear: you can’t kill him. or seriously injure him. 

before you could act, he jumped towards you. and it hits you like a hard slap to the face – you didn’t unlock your weapon.

ducking his attack, you kicked him in the stomach. the man lost his balance and hit the desk with a thud. grabbing the first thing that was in his reach, he hurled a lamp at you. it hit your arm, making your weapon fall out of your hands. 

before he could jump and grab it, you kicked it away. landing on the floor, he hastily pulled at your leg causing you to fall next to him. the man didn’t waste any time and grabbed you by your shoulders, climbing atop of your body. one hand cupped at your jaw. as he hovered above you, he tongued his cheek.

“you” chinhae grunted, scanning your face. the moonlight shined perfectly on your face, and you could see the puzzle pieces connecting in his head. in the meantime you tried to sneakily reach for your dagger tucked behind your belt.

he ripped your in-ear and sent it crashing against the wall. 

“ah, i should’ve been more careful” he hissed and his hands moved down to your neck. his body weight was crushing you, your sweaty fingers mere millimetres from getting ahold of your blade “such a beautiful woman… what a shame i’ll have to kill you”

“i’d like to see you try” you snarled just when his hands tightened around your throat. the lack of oxygen hit your head, he wasn’t sparing any time. as his hold became tighter and tighter, you struggled to take out your dagger. 

mere moments from all the air being cut off, you finally grabbed your knife and stabbed him in the arm, drawing a loud yelp from him. using the sudden shock you managed to roll him over and take a deep breath, followed by painful, hacking coughs. leaning on your hands, you tried to blink away your spinning vision. a sudden kick landed at your arm caused you to fall on the floor again.

“you’re alone, huh? where’s your date?” he growled ironically. 

you stood up and noticed your gun. you reached for it, swiftly unlocking it. loud steps of his heavy boots echoed through the room.

“i told you to leave with me. you’d have way more fun, and wouldn’t end up this way” his voice was way too close for your liking. 

you pointed the gun at him, standing up. before you could realize, the moonlight shone on his figure. 

seungcheol stopped in his tracks, counting all his crew for the nth time. jihoon was talking to joshua, vernon and seokmin; wonwoo and mingyu were on the phone with someone from the company; minghao, jun and chan were comforting beomgyu; soonyoung, jeonghan and seungkwan were counting the captured men. 

“what is it?” joshua asked, drawing everyone’s attention to seungcheol. even the backup people were starting to get worried.

“it was… too smooth. no guns, their boss not in sight… and i have a feeling that…” his voice trailed off and he suddenly noticed jihoon getting pale.

“did anyone see y/n?” 

the silence that fell amongst them spoke volumes, the feeling of anxiety hitting them all.

“fuck, i knew it.. i’m still getting used to the fact there’s 13 of you now. y/n, do you copy?” seungcheol asked through the in-ear. 

he was answered with only silence. but then unexpectedly, there was a gunshot.

the horrifying sound of it ripped through the empty space, causing everyone in the room to stiffen up. 

“y/n, say something” jihoon ordered, tapping his in-ear piece as if that was supposed to help. 

“the IT guys are saying that they don’t see her in the voice channel” wonwoo spoke up “but she’s in the building. the northern side, where you guys entered” 

“jihoon, wait!” seungcheol yelled after woozi ran in said direction. 

“always getting in fucking trouble…” he snarled to himself, trying to ignore the heavy feeling blooming in his heart. it wasn’t a gunshot aimed at you, obviously. how could it be? they captured everyone. 

he checked all the rooms on the floor and with each passing second, when there was no sigh of you, his chest swelled with fear. hypothetically speaking if you were hurt, he was running out of time. 

a sudden, dull noise of something – or rather someone – falling on the floor reached his ears. it came from… upstairs? 

he noticed the stairs. fuck.

“she’s on the second floor” he said to the in-ear, almost flying through the stairs. kicking every door open, he finally found you. 

you were putting handcuffs on an unconscious park chinhae, a growing pool of ruby blood between your bodies.

“thank goodness… is he alive?” jihoon asked, dropping to his knees. 

“you’re worried about him?” you joked, relieved to see that jihoon is fine. 

“why would i care about you?” he grunted. oh, so you’re back to normal. good to know. 

he checked his pulse and noticed the knife in his arm. you just shook your head and saw dark spots in front of your eyes. 

leaning your head exhaustively against the desk, your face twisted in pain. 

jihoon should’ve seen that first. but the thing that caught his attention were two guns on the floor.

which meant the unconscious man had a weapon too. 

“don’t even tell me it was him” jihoon said, a hint of worry in his voice. you shook your head and he just sighed, walking up to you. 

he kneeled in front of you, gently grabbing you by your chin and forcing you to look him in the eye.

“please tell me it was you who fired” he repeated, voice stern and cold. emotionless on the surface but you felt the bitterness of it.

“i’m fine” you huffed, scrunching your face.

the silence spoke volumes and jihoon wasted no time helping you stand up. eyes focused on you, he tried to look for any wounds. 

“you still haven’t answered my question. can you stop being annoying for once and tell me who was it?” his voice rose up a bit and you sensed genuine concern. your heart ached upon that but the pain was stronger.

“i’m sorry. it was too late when i noticed” you whispered and felt your knees go weak. thanks to jihoon’s quick reflexes, he caught you, arms wrapping around your body. and that’s when he felt it. 

he couldn’t see the blood due to the black clothes and darkness in the room. but he certainly felt it on his hands, and his throat went dry. 

“i’ll fucking kill you if you die on me right now” jihoon’s voice broke. 

people barged into the room, immediately taking care of the mafia boss.

you just shook your head and jihoon felt more and more warm blood spilling on his hands.

“you’re such an dumb idiot, getting yourself shot” he rambled at this point. the next events slurred into one vague memory. him grabbing you in bridal style, seungcheol shaking your arms, a car ride to the base with jihoon’s fingers interlocked with yours. his voice repeatedly saying ‘don’t die’ and you, struggling to respond with an ironic moment and only managing to mumble a “try me’’ before passing out on his lap. 

you slowly opened your eyes, the blinding brightness of the room causing you to close them again. trying again, you looked around the room. hospital room…? 

once the events started slowly coming back to you, you noticed a fluffy ball next to your knees. then you realised it’s a fluffy ball of messy hair. jihoon’s messy hair. jihoon, who was sleeping next to you on a plastic chair. 

you frowned and tried to look for the wound. with one hand examining your body, because the other… the other was held by the man next to you. 

when your shaky fingers stumbled upon the bandage, you saw jihoon slowly rose his head up. 

he looked at you, dark circles under his ebony eyes. then they widened in shock upon noticing that–

“you’re awake!” he gasped, back straightening. you could only nod weakly “do you need anything? water? does it hurt? should i call the doctor? are you…”

“water will be fine” you hummed in slight amusement, enjoying this caring side of jihoon. only when he stood up to get some, he realized he was still holding your hand. turning his back to you, so you couldn’t see his reddening face, he started looking for some water.

“what… what happened to park chinhae? you captured him, right? did he say anything?” you asked, fixing your posture. hissing when a sudden wave of pain ripped through your body, jihoon turned around immediately “also… how long i’ve been…”

“two weeks” jihoon replied quietly, placing a bottle of water on the nightstand. you went to open it but struggled, hating the way you were so helpless “you lost a lot of blood, the bullet stayed in your body. we got the best medic but you scared us all to death” he mumbled, grabbing the water bottle and opening it for you. when he handed it back, his caring gaze lingered on you. 

“oh i bet” you mumbled before taking a sip.

“that’s what you do the best, apparently” jihoon bit back, opening the blinds in the room. 

“i barely woke up and here you go again… will you tell me what happened to park chinhae?” you asked, looking at him.

“you captured him and knocked unconscious so we could transport him. then we had an interrogation, he–” jihoon let out an annoyed sigh, returning back to the chair next to you. he looked tired “he didn’t say shit. in fact, all he was saying was shit about you” 

“oh?” you frowned. you were used to this, sadly, since it happened frequently but the way he said that was… hinting that he didn’t leave this in peace. 

“yeah. so me and cheol taught him a little lesson about respect for women and then he started talking” he said with a playful smirk.

“jihoon, am i hearing that right? you stood up for me?” you teased, putting the water bottle away. he rolled his eyes. 

“whatever. he said the name of his main dealer so we handed him to the police. after wiping out his money, of course” he smiled and his mouth hung open for a while, as if he was thinking about adding something.

but just when he seemed to make his mind and speak out, the door bursted open. 

“Y/N L/N YOU IDIOT! YOU’RE AWAKE?” seungcheol yelled out, but you just shrugged. 

just when he was about to rush and hug you, you shook your head. 

“it still hurts, cheol” you mumbled. he sent you a reassuring yet worried smile, then his eyes shifted to jihoon.

“you’re still here?” he asked teasingly, crossing his arms. you rose your eyebrows “y’know, y/n, he wouldn’t leave your side when you were unconscious” 

“can you not?” jihoon grunted, face stone-cold.

“you felt guilty, huh? i remember you saying ‘as if i would let us die’ but there you were, as pale as a ghost when y/n passed out on you” seungcheol snickered and stopped once he saw a dangerous glint in woozi’s eyes “jihoon, could you actually leave for a second? i need to discuss a private matter with y/n”

“whatever” the man sighed and before he left, his gaze lingered on you for a while longer. with a soft click of door closing, seungcheol sat down next to you.

“what is it?” you asked, scared. 

“nothing, actually. i just wanted to ask if there’s something between you and jihoon?” he rose his eyebrows. you shook your head, frowning.

“absolutely not” you grunted, looking away. okay, he was good-looking and funny but… not annoying most of the time. 

“ah, really? because he wouldn’t leave your side while you were unconscious. he made sure the nurses that took care of you and changed your clothes were female and… beat up park chinhae pretty badly when we interviewed him. and also he wouldn’t say it but i could see it on his face that he felt guilty that it happened” seungcheol crossed his arms “what i’m trying to say is… consider his weird behaviour” 

you stared at the leader with a mixture of confusion and awe. 

“are you trying to say that… he likes me…?” you mumbled. cheol just shrugged.

“dunno. he acts differently around you. i’ve known him for a while and i just know that something is going on. but he’d rather get shot than admit it” seungcheol scoffed and gestured at you “no pun intended”

you reached for the water bottle and sighed, mind racing. that was a lot to process.

“i’ll go and tell others that you woke up, m’kay? and i’ll also call in the doctor” the leader stood up and smiled, ruffling your hair. 

leaving you and your thoughts alone, you stared at the hoodie that someone left on the chair.

jihoon paced in front of the door, his thoughts spinning around him. you were supposed to leave today since the goal was accomplished. everyone bid you goodbye, and even threw a small party. it’s not like you’re leaving forever – you’ll stay in touch with them or join them again. but physically, you won’t be here anymore. 

he took a deep breath and knocked at your door. whatever. it’ll be fine. 

“yes, come in” your voice chirped welcomingly. he smiled and pushed the door open. 

he saw you packing your bags with… his hoodie on. 

“oh” 

jihoon frowned. 

“what do you mean ‘oh’?” he grunted, crossing his arms. you just let out a chuckle and shook your head. 

“you’re the last person i would’ve expected to come here” a hum left your mouth as you turned your back to him and grabbed a pair of socks “what is it? one last ironic comment before i go?”

you were met with silence, causing you to turn around and look at him. jihoon looked serious, ebony irises focused on you. 

he was practising this. he memorised everything what he wanted to say, even the tone of his voice. but seeing you now caused everything to fly out of his head, lips moving on his own. and before he realized – it was too late.

“i like you” 

the socks dropped out of your hands. you blinked slowly, mouth closing and opening like a fish that’s been out of water for too long.

“w- what?” you scoffed and shook your head, trying to bend down to grab the socks. yet, the state of your wound didn’t allow you to do it normally. letting out a hiss, jihoon rushed to help and grabbed it for you. placing the socks in your bag, you were able to see his face up close. to your amusement, you noticed his ears turning red. 

“i guess seungcheol told you his assumptions. i like you, okay? the stupid gun thing made me realize that” he huffed, as if that was the most obvious thing in the world. 

“what do you mean?” you asked, playing with him. it’s a rare occurrence that jihoon gets so open and talkative, you might as well use it. 

“it’s just… i felt guilty. you were dying on me and it suddenly hit me that life would be horrific without annoying you. and you, yourself. i’d miss you… and stuff. so i guess i like you. i’m not telling you because you’re leaving now but i… i just felt like it” he admitted bashfully, stumbling over his words, all while avoiding your eyes. 

“jihoon” you couldn’t help your smile grow.

“and it’s my hoodie by the way” he pointed at the clothing, trying not to think how perfectly the hoodie fits you.

“jih– huh, really?” a gasp left your lips. you were sure it was seungcheol’s or… ah. jihoon probably left it when he was looking over you. 

“you can keep it” he said softly and finally, your eyes met. for the first time, you saw that he’s anxious “i’ll get going. don’t die on your way back. bye”

“jihoon, wait–” you laughed and grabbed his wrist. he turned around and his stomach was stormed by butterflies when he felt your gentle hold. “it’s true, seungcheol made me realize this and that”

“that asshole” jihoon muttered, peering at you. you were… smiling. 

“so i’ve been thinking about it. i told myself: i’ll be here for two more weeks. if until my leave jihoon won’t say or do anything, i’ll leave like nothing happened. if he does – i’ll tell him the truth” you said slowly, seeing how the gears visibly turned in his head. cute–

“what?” he asked, now being the one stunned. 

“you like me. i… think i like you too. apart from being an asshole, you’re pretty sufferable” you grinned and poked his chest. 

“what?” he frowned, his face contorting like you just spoke to him in a completely different language.

“don’t make me repeat it” you breathed out, the sudden realization that you said it hitting you. 

“does… what…” his eyes suddenly fell on your lips “can i…”

“yes, you can kiss me” you whispered, finishing the sentence for him.

jihoon stepped closer, his hand leaving yours only to be placed on your jaw. the hold was gentle, almost as if he was afraid that he’ll break you. 

then, his plush lips landed on yours. the kiss made your head spin – it was so unlike him but then again, so jihoon-y. nothing but tender and respectful, a taste of the chocolate cake that was served during the party lingering on his lips. 

before you could deepen the kiss, he leaned away.

“i’m 100% serious about it. i know i’ve been acting like a dick but i couldn’t help it. it’s hard to act normal around such a pretty person” he snickered, thumbs caressing your cheeks “and as much as i’d want to kiss you again, chan was supposed to pick you up”

“but… we’ll stay in touch, alright?” you asked, pouting slightly. jihoon noticed the way your e/c eyes sparkled with hope and he couldn’t help but shoot you a genuine smile. 

“of course. do you have any plans for the weekend? we could go on a date… like a normal one” he offered, stepping away. 

you nodded with a grin, zipping up your bag. “i’d love to” 

out of the blue, the door bursted open. chan was about to yell something when he noticed jihoon.

“what the fuck!” the youngest yelped.

“i hope you fall down the stairs, by the way” almost like a switch, jihoon snarled. however, this time you saw the amused smile on his sneaking lips.

“sure. you too” you shook your head and left with chan, giving jihoon a last goodbye look.

but only for now, because you’ll see him again soon. 

masterlist <3

taglist. @mirxzii ,, @primoppang ,, @l3visbby ,, @nicholasluvbot ,, @planetkiimchi ,, @weird-bookworm ,, @slytherinshua ,, @jiwuu ,, @laylasbunbunny ,, @dazzlingligth

[kika-writes]

another day - f1 grid 😨

Warnings: Swearing, death jokes, abusive parents jokes

Pairing: F1 grid x fem!reader

Summary: Just another day on the group chat 💔💔

Norizz 🥰: @ Max 

Super Max 🦁: wyw 

Norizz 🥰: am I eligible for maternity leave

Osc 🥺: I don’t think so, maybe 

Albono: MAYBE?! 

Georgie ☕️: you’ve been around lando too long, mate

Charles ❌🇫🇷: haha im not the idiot this time 

Super Max 🦁: still an idiot Leclerc

Y/N: @ Lando, lemme acc help u unlike our lovely colleagues 

Norizz 🥰: y/n >>

Y/N: real. if u have a gf/wife who’s pregnant and you’re gonna take care of her and the baby, ur eligible for paternity leave 

Norizz 🥰: but I don’t want a kid 

Super Max 🦁: 💀💀💀

Charles ❌🇫🇷: …….

Y/N: I take it back u stupid asf 

Norizz 🥰: no u 

Logs: I want a kid when I grow up!!

Georgie ☕️: “when I grow up” 💀💀

Charles ❌🇫🇷: probs thinks he’s a kid from how much Y/N babies him 

Osc 🥺: don’t lie, u want it too leclerc

Super Max 🦁: “mommy uwu” - Logan/Oscar 

Norizz 🥰: bro has a mummy kink 

Logs: “mummy” RARRARARARARRAAHAHHAHAHAHAH 💀

Y/N: Lando, I won’t warm up ur milk next time u ask 

Norizz 🥰: NO IM SORRY ILL DO WHAT U WANT, PLS ILL GROVEL PLS PLS PLS PLS PLS PLS. and logan, it’s mummy not mommy 

Georgie ☕️: I love how none of you deny your kinks and just correct the spelling 

Y/N: these bitches dumb 

Lulu: this generation is crazy dude 😭

Chadlonso: 🍑

Super Max 🦁: FERNANDO 😨😰

Y/N: 💀💀

Georgie ☕️: that shi crazy in 2024 💔💔

Lance 🤓: respect 🫡

Chadlonso: what I say 🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑

Y/N: STOP IT NANDO 

Norizz 🥰: hm 

Charles ❌🇫🇷: Lando 

Norizz 🥰: hm 

Super Max 🦁: Lando did u teach fernando this 🫵🫵

Norizz 🥰: hm 😒 

Y/N: LANDO NORRIS 

Norizz 🥰: hm 😒 

Super Max 🦁: U TWAT LANDO 

Norizz 🥰: hm 😒 

Georgie ☕️: LANDO HOW COULD U (I’ve never been prouder)  FERNANDO SHOULDNT KNOW THIS (This is amazing) I AM DISGUSTED (you’re a legend) THIS IS FOUL BEHAVIOUR (this moment should be treasured)

Norizz 🥰: hm ☺️

Y/N: George shut the fuck up🤞🤞😥😥

Norizz 🥰: hm 😞

Osc 🥺: bacon 🥓 lettuce🥬 tomato 🍅 

Logs: banana shake!

Super Max 🦁: they’re just having their own conversations aren’t they

Albono: add 😏 after every sentence or word and watch it become sexual 

Lulu: 8th championship 😏

Charles ❌🇫🇷: Oompa Loompa 😏

Norizz: penis 😏

Y/N: shut the fuck up 😏

Super Max 🦁: brutality 😏

Super Max 🦁: murder 😏

Super Max 🦁: death 😏

Super Max 🦁: pain 😏

Super Max 🦁: depression 😏

Super Max 🦁: loss of human life 😏

Y/N: STOP IT LOGAN AND OSC DK WHAT THOSE MEAN

Osc 🥺: Pancake!!! 😁

Y/N: yes oscar well done 👍 

Osc 🥺: 😁😁😁

Super Max 🦁: EVERYONE POINT AND LAUGH 🫵🫵🤣🤣 AT Y/N BEING LOGAN AND OSCAR’S MOTHER

Y/N: …

Y/N: I will bang ur gf 

Charles ❌🇫🇷: 💀💀💀

[intuitive-divinations]

Is your ex thinking about you ? ✴️

Hello loves 🧡! For this reading we are going to see if you’ve been on your exes mind 🫵. Take a few breaths 😮‍💨 and use your intuition 👁️!

✨ Pick - A - Picture ✨

Picture 1 ✨

Group 1, your ex doesn’t want to let you go! Your ex is waiting for you to come back and even praying for another chance 🙏 . They are very reluctant to move on with their life. They often reminisce about enjoyable memories with you. They even obsess over what they could’ve done differently. At the same time, they are paralyzed by their constant analysis over your past together 💭. Which then lead to them not taking any type of action and feeling great sorrow. It really feels like they are going through a dark night of the soul 🕳️ . I’m hearing that they had some negative patterns/habits/beliefs that could’ve resulted in the end of your relationship. Regardless, they are learning their lesson. They have a major imbalance within them that needs to be corrected ⚖️ . If you want a successful and blissful reconciliation then you MUST wait for them to DO their inner work 🧘 .

Channeled song representing your exes current feelings about you ⬇️ :

Picture 2 ✨

Omg group 2! What is going on with y’all? 👀 There are NOT ONE BUT TWO ✌🏼 energies that want you💀. You give off baddie energy💅! You’re the embodiment of the Queen of Wands and they can’t get enough of you 🔥 🪄 ! One feels like an ex/ex fwb and the other energy is a new person🤭. You could’ve already met this new person or you will soon. Wow 😯, I’m hearing this new person is your divine masculine. I feel like this decision might be hard for you to make. BUT DONT STRESS IT !Communication is going to be 🔑 key when choosing which person you want. It also helps that you’re the type of person who knows what type of lover you want and how you want to be loved. Expressing those needs/wants will help you decide which person is best for you. Ultimately, you’ll choose who will make you the happiest. Also, make sure you are protecting your spirit/energy👻. Stars ⭐️, butterflies 🦋, pumpkins 🎃, spiders 🕷️, and gingers 👨‍🦰🧑‍🦰👩‍🦰 could be significant.

Channeled song representing your exes current feelings about you ⬇️ :

Picture 3 ✨

Right off the bat, I’m getting that your ex does miss you and think about you. For some of you, this ex was a childhood love 💕. After the ending between you two they became motivated to work. Instead of dwelling on their negative emotions they chose to keep themselves extremely busy 🐝 . All in the hopes of forgetting you🥺. I’m seeing that they’re randomly reminded of you throughout their lives. I’d also like to mention how they’re are this close 🤏🏼 to contacting you. This person has reckless tendencies which might convince them to reach out prematurely. They are very tempted to “act first and think later”💨. You both remember incomplete versions of each other kind of like the rough drafts of an essay 📝 . There is potential for successful reconciliation but only after you both complete more personal development. You’ll then be able to learn how to love the new evolved versions of one another. You two feel like soulmates that are working to give the best of yourselves to each other ♾️ 🧡!

Channeled song representing your exes current feelings about you ⬇️ :

Thanks so much 😽!!

[1lostsoul0fishbowl]

Twenty Questions for Fic Writers

Tagged by the absolutely lovely @staceymcgillicuddy and my wondrous darling @pearlypairings - thank you both! 🥰

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

15, 13 of which are complete and the last two very nearly finished. 😭

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

365,528 and counting. I’m a rambler!

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Only Stranger Things… nothing else has grabbed my attention quite the way s4 did.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

With a Little Help From My Friends (my ultra-long found family fic)

Why Should I Cry For You (that one surprised me, it came from way behind!)

Not-so-iron Maiden (Eddie & Max sibling supremacy)

Tattoos and Trash Talk (Eddie and El bonding)

the shield and the shepherd (my very first fic! Eddie and Chrissy falling in love without Vecna in the way)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do! I’m absolutely tickled every time somebody likes something I wrote enough that they take the time to leave me a comment about it. I’ve even made a few friends that way!

6. What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Probably Into the Shining Sun? Even then, it’s angst with a very hopeful note to it. There’s enough angst in my real life; I like everything in my fics to turn out okay.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

So far, With a Little Help, because it ended with Eddie and Chrissy’s wedding!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Thankfully, I haven’t. I honestly think it will break my heart if it ever happens. I stumbled completely by accident across a post here on tumblr hating on GreatMage and I literally cried about that for two days. (Shameful!)

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Nope, I live firmly in the fluff zone. All of my fics are rated a very mild T.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Haven’t tried one yet, but maybe someday, if I can think of a good idea!

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of. How would I even know that? 🤔

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Not yet, but @pearlypairings and I have kicked around a few fun ideas and someday we are going to make Clarkelley happen!

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

This is a nearly impossible question.

15. What’s a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

I’ve only got two WIPs and they’re both almost done, so— none!

16. What are your writing strengths?

Omg, I don’t even know, honestly. Umm… I guess building friendships and relationships between characters?

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Anything outside of my comfort zone. I have a tiny little box I tend to stay in, and refuse to even try branching out.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

With the help of Google Translate, I’ve scattered some bits of Welsh dialogue here and there throughout Next Time I Fall. Apparently I got most of it wrong. So I don’t think I’ll try any other languages unless I’m actually familiar with them!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Probably X-Files? And then there was that random embarrassing NSYNC stuff… we won’t talk about that. Those were all just scribbled in old journals, though. I never actually posted anything publicly until I found Ao3 last year.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

I think each one is my favorite while I’m working on it! But I think I have to say Next Time I Fall, because the response to it was so much more than I expected, and people’s engagement with and investment in the story has given me so much joy.

Randomly tagging @tnmdfhgkg @saltyseagoat83 @sokkas-first-fangirl

and for anyone else who sees this and feels like sharing, 🫵 *boop* I tag you!

[ohnoitsjetster]

jesse!!! hi!! i have one very important question for you: ARE‼️YOU 🫵🏼 DAN🧍‍♂️REYNOLDS🎤⁉️

(okay now for my real question, what’s your fav hatchetfield installment?? it could be a musical or nightmare time ep or even workin’ boys if you’ve seen it :] i’m curious!! oh also if you want you can tell me about orin, i’m vaguely familiar with lsoh but it’s been a while!! so yea, free pass to talk about your lil gay sadist of a dentist <3 this was just an excuse to give you an ask so yk you can really just talk about whatever)

SOL! Hi hi hi hi !! (Sorry for the late response)

OHOHO! A dual fandom ask !! This means another long rambling post for my four most dedicated followers to read!!!! Im sorry in advance!!! this will probably be boring to everyone but me!!!!

I think my favorite might be NPMD. That one changed my brain chemistry for sure. But so did TGWDLM, I really believe that watching Show Stopping Number at the tender age of, like 11… well it just explains a lot about how i turned out ([obligatory “fuck Robert manion”]). I also frequently shake Time Bastard, Killer Track, and Abstinence Camp around in my teeth like a dog like HAUUFHGIGJHJGKKGKFGKRGJ RFRRRGJGG RRHHRHHRHH HREHHEGEGHGRGHRHHHHFFNFHFGGHF like that. But yeah at the present moment I'm being insane about NPMD. The songs are all bangers (Yes all of them) and I am in love with every character (Yes every character). High School is Killing Me is kind of my anthem right now. For no. Particular reason. Also, your honor those three nerds are all literally me and also i am in love with them and also im that fucked up dead bully but in a totally normal way.

So. Speaking of fucked up dead bullies… ‘,:]

Orin Scrivello, DDS <3 my beautiful bbg who has never done anything wrong in his life except for literally everything he did. Worst guy ever. But hey, you can’t choose who you rotate around in your brain, or how many Pinterest boards you make about it. Another instance of “he’s literally me but obviously not actually at all but I think he’s silly so that’s basically the same thing.” A tale as old as time. I don’t know how many queer awakenings one person can have but I was definitely already trans and bi when I saw Orin for the first(?*) time last year, and now, well now im the same but im more pretentious about it and I own a leather jacket. (*I actually saw LSOH a long time ago when i was way younger, but I didn’t remember it almost at all and I’d thought “The Dentist” was like this mad scientist type character, which, not exactly wrong ig, so anyway he’s been swimmin around in my brain making me silly for who knows how long, but yeah probably just since last year). I swear to cope with hyperfixating on such a fucked up character I’ve literally been making au’s in my brain where he’s morally ambiguous, or gets a redemption arc (he does not fucking deserve a redemption arc he deserves to be chopped up and fed to a bitchy gay plant), or where he’s literally just a nice guy. Yeah I’ll sometimes just remove the character from this character to appease the brain demons. But the cool thing about the Not an Asshole™️ AUs is that, in the og, the whole story basically goes south when Seymour justifies killing to feed the plant cause he can kill that jerk Orin, so if he’s not a jerk maybe they all survive?? Idk i just like thinkin. Also… ALSO!.. I made a post a while ago that I might someday make Orin textpost memes using pictures from my actual stage production, and well, that day has come! or, will come, soon. I’ve made the pictures I just have to make the post. It was very fun Im excited to share em. Okay thats all TYSM for the ask bestie!!!

Oh and to address your first question…

I 🧑🏻 AM 💥 DAN🧍‍♂️REYNOLDS 🎤 ✅

[pics-and-fanfics]

Heyyyy people

I know that the porn and spam bots are coming back

And a lot of people are also signing up for tumblr, and apparently have to follow x amount of people before they can edit their blog

If you are a real person who’s follows me, and your blog is empty, I’m going to block you (sorry) bc I don’t know that your a real person

So, here’s what you can do.

Go to your profile, and click on the color pallet, then you can change your profile picture (I’d avoid anything that looks like you showing off your boobs or whatnot), add a description saying you’re a real person, whatever.

You could also make a post just saying that you are, in fact, not a bot! Just click on the little pencil if your on mobile, or the create if on desktop, and make a small post on your account so when you follow someone and they check to see if you are a real person, they will see that!

Also, reblogging helps a lot!

You’ll find a post you like or want to share with others, and go down to the bottom, where you’ll find these buttons!

Click on the one I’ve circled in green to reblog

You’ll click it, and can type a message, like “nice” “cute” “made me cry” or whatever. You don’t even have to type a message if you don’t want to!

When you’ve got it how you want it to be reblogged, click the blue reblog button (it says reblog if you’re colorblind or if it isn’t blue on your screen)

And voila!

You’ve reblogged a post!

Going back over creating (on mobile, I’ll cover desktop later)

Go to this button at the bottom or top of your screen (it’s movable)

Type your message, and hit this button when you’re ready to post!

And there you go! You’ve sent your post out into the void, and might even get a few likes or reblogs or comments!

Now, last thing: editing blog

Go to this button on your screen (again, circled in green)

Now, it should look like this (yes, I made an account to do this, it’s getting deleted when I’m done)

Click on “Untitled” and you can type in a name

Under the “add badges” is where you can add your description! You can type anything, for example,

“Not on here much, but I am a real person” if you don’t plan to spend almost every waking hour possible on this app

Anything, really.

Or:

You could click on the big circle in the middle

A menu that looks like this should come up!

Click “choose photo”

If you haven’t already, allow tumblr to access all or some of your photos

Then, just pick any photo you want! (Again, I advise anything that would make you look like a prom bot!)

I hope this was very helpful, and I hope you all have a wonderful day!

Love you! ❤️🫵

[willkimurashat]

LITG S5 MC Tag

Thanks so much for tagging me @vulnerabledime !!!❤️❤️❤️

I usually play the game as moi (or my alter ego, if you will lol), it helps me feel more invested haha! But in light of recent events, I thought, why not do my MC from my latest Suresh fic (you can read it here) - Eloise:) I didn’t really have a full story for her or a face claim, but this is really fun to envision, so let’s go!

Full name: Eloise Adkins

Nickname: El, but if she’s in a bad mood, don’t you dare call her that. Only family is allowed to call her Lou, even though she kinda hates it

Hometown: Oxford, England (but she moves around a lot) 

Age: 26

Occupation: Businesswoman (idk, for some reason I’m picturing something like a wedding salon?)

Sexuality: Straight

Any languages: English (she’s very well-spoken), and I feel like she’d also know Italian well

Any hidden talents: Horseback riding - it’s her passion and she’s so good at it, I’m pretty sure she considered making it her career at some point

Personality type: ESTJ

Ideal outfit: When I was writing the fic, I was thinking, what kind of girl would catch Suresh’s attention? Posh, classy girl with expensive taste. I feel like he is like that, so he needs a girl that can look good next to him and match his status. So, Eloise has that classy-glammy style: stilettos most of the time, skintight midi dress/oversized suit, a trench coat is a staple.

How did she meet Suresh: Oh, definitely through work. When she was starting her business, Suresh was her lawyer. And then he was her personal lawyer *wink wink* 

Picture of MC and face claim:

I didn’t have a face claim when I was writing Eloise, so that *you* can be her 🫵, and *you* can be her 🫵, and *I* can be her 💁‍♀️ lol! But I literally searched “posh British girl” on pinterest and this is kinda the overall vibes I was picturing with El?

(Face claim: Lydia Millen)

Current mood in the villa:

Latest beach hut confession:

“I’m not bothered, really. Suresh can crack on with whoever he wants. I’m not bothered.” Eloise crossed her legs over each other, elegantly laying her hands in her lap. “Good luck to Arlo, if she wants to graft him. You have my blessings, love.” Her face was calm and collected as always, yet a hint of annoyance reading in her tiny smirk. “And if Alfie thinks he’s found the one in Meera, then, well, one less baggage for me to carry. I just hope she hits the gym soon because I’m not sure she’s fit to lift it, really.” Eloise was satisfied with her response, trying to sting the boy that’s been renting her basket as temporary egg holder, but in reality, she couldn’t admit that she was the one stung the most. She’s not used to being unpopular.

Tagging: @crimswnred @mrsbsmooth @tammyisobsessedwith @noahsthottie @i-boop-you @lasswithumor @irishbelle34 @oceanatydes @mercedesdecorazon @mergrl @wardingoffevil + anyone who wants to do it - please join in!❤️ Absolutely no pressure! And sorry if you’ve already been tagged/done it before🥺

[diorjadore]

I'M BACK!! HAHAHHAAAA!! so yall thought you could get rid of me?! HEHEHEAHHA!! you are too funny! TOO FUNNY!

hiii its me JAMIE!! but the fun thing is, yall don't know who I am!

its great to anonymous because now I can talk all my shit and yall cant get me banned! I see that a lot of people quit writing because of ME?

Because I made the Tumblr Vinnie community toxic? HA! As far as I know I MADE the Tumblr Community what it is today! My likes and reblogs were the most any Vinnie writer had! I was in the thousands, I was posting every day, making content every day. Making new series, new imagines, changing the way people wrote about him. I did that!

You thought you could get rid of me just because I deleted my tumblr?! Nah! I have been planning my sweet sweet revenge and come back for a long time and NO ONE will see it coming!

I lost the love of my life because of you and this tumblr community ripping my name apart and I will be coming for you and everyone who has done me wrong! I have my evidence and screenshots, everything I need to ruin all of you!

And if you dont reply to this and show this to the tumble community I will just keep going from tumblr to tumble until someone posts this!

Be watchful my children, Jamie is back!

Guard, there’s a crazy on the loose! 🫵😂

Girl, you’re mad weird for making your re-debut like this HAHAHAHA sick in the head and full of hate if you ask me. After all this time, you’re still hung up on the shit you caused when you could’ve just apologized. Why is that? You don’t have a life? Aww :((

As far as I know, there were remarkable writers before and after you, with so much better stories and writing style (yes, I found your works subpar, rushed, and repetitive and I can hate on it because you’re a bad person), that held the community and people didn’t really give a fuck when you went away. You’re not all that, sorry to say.

And this isn’t a competition of likes, reblogs, and whatnot. If that matters so much to you, go join a writing contest! Maybe you’ll get money out of that. I think you need the extra cash? Or you really don’t have much to live for that’s why you validate yourself with the praise and engagement people give to you here? Surprise! You’re still mad insecure.

Mind you, I was kind to you even when I unfollowed and I even explained how I’m getting shit for what you did that’s why I’m unfollowing but you disappeared like a coward. I think you’d rather break your own back by bending backwards than apologize for, acknowledge, and right, your wrongs. And it’s quite funny how you’ve been plotting your comeback/revenge as if your boring life depends on it. Boo, you stink!

If you do come back, good for you Ms. Goofy! I really don’t give a fuck. I’ll be living my life in university while you do what? Take mirror pics at work? 🤣

I know I said to be kind but it’s okay to gag those who deserve it once in a while, guys!

[alsjeblieft-zeg]

290 of 2023

Which controversial/offensive emoji are you? 🤬🙏🏳️‍🌈👯‍♀️🫵

Created by joybucket

🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬 Angry Person Swearing 🤬 You swear when you're angry. You're angry about something right now. You curse like a sailor. You've sworn in front of your parents. You sometimes get very heated when you're angry. You argue with people online a lot. You get very angry about political issues. You get very angry whenever someone brings up God or religion. You're almost always in a bad mood. You're almost always angry about something. Total: 3 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬 Gay Pride Flag 🏳️‍🌈 You're not heterosexual. You've questioned your sexuality. You own a Gay Pride flag. You've been to a Gay Pride event. You support the LGBTQ+ movement. You hate Christians. You've had a bad experience at a church. ⛪️ You have a Gay Pride flag flying out in front of your house. You celebrate Pride Month. Everyone who knows you knows what you're sexuality is, because you're very vocal and in-your-face about it on social media. Total: 2.5 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬 Transgender Flag 🏳️‍⚧️ You're transgender. You've questioned your gender. You own a Transgender flag. You like to wear the opposite gender's clothing. You believe there are more than two genders. You don't feel you fit your gender's stereotype. You've wondered if you would feel more comfortable in the opposite gender's body. You don't believe that there are any major differences between men and women. You've used the opposite sex's bathroom. 🚻 You are very open and vocal about your beliefs on transgenderism on social media. Total: 3 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬 Dancing Women Wearing Bunny Ears 👯‍♀️ You often wear clothing that others might consider immodest or provocative. You've worn a dance leotard. You own something with the Playboy bunny on it. You've read Playboy magazine. (for lolz, it was funny) You like the word "sexy." You've tried to make yourself sexy for a photo. You watch porn and aren't embarrassed to admit it. You've been called "sexy." ....and you liked it. You've done the Savage dance for a TikTok video. Total: 3 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬 Slot Machine 🎰 You've gambled at a casino. You've been to a party at a casino. You've purchased a lottery ticket. You've worked at a casino. You've had a job interview at a casino. You haven't always made the best decisions with your money. 💰 You believe that you have [or that you have had] a gambling problem. You've gambled at a casino in Las Vegas. You got married in Las Vegas. 💒 You wish you had more money than you currently do. Total: 2 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬 Steak 🥩 You love to eat steak. You've been to a steakhouse. You're a meat eater. You don't believe that it's wrong to kill animals for food. You're muscular. 💪 You've gone hunting. 🦌 ...and you enjoy hunting. You like to grill food (like steak, hot dogs, hamburgers, chicken, etc.). You've eaten steak. ...and you liked it. Total: 1 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬 Cigarette 🚬 You smoke cigarettes. You've smoked a cigarette before. You were rebellious as a teenager. You have a tattoo. You don't want to live to be old. You aren't worried about getting lung cancer. You know you have bad habits, but you don't care. You like the song "Blowin' Smoke" by Kacey Musgraves. You know you're a bad influence on others. You don't care what you smell like. Total: 2 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬 Pointing Finger 🫵 You've pointed a finger in someone's face and accused them of something. You often find fault with people. You're very vocal and opinionated. You've been accused of something you didn't do. ....and you've accused someone else of doing something they didn't do. You judge people. When you suspect someone is lying to you or being fake, you call them out on it. You like to poke people. You blame your problems on other people, even when you know they're not at fault. You hate most people. Total: 1 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬 Praying Hands 🙏 You pray. You pray regularly. You've knelt at the altar in church. ⛪️ You believe in the power of prayer. You've asked God for something. You've received an answer to prayer. You believe that God hears us when we pray. You love Jesus. ✝️ You don't feel offended when someone asks if they can pray for you. ...in fact, there's been quite a few times when you would have liked it if someone would have offered to pray for you, but no one did. Total: 1 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬 Spider 🕷 You like to sneak up behind people and scare them. You aren't afraid of spiders. You've done the spider crawl. (That's where you walk across the room while in a backbend.) You mostly wear black or brown. (no brown omg) You spend a lot of time on the Web. 💻 A lot of people are afraid of you. You've worn a Spiderman costume for Halloween. Spiderman is your favorite superhero. You want to be able to crawl across the ceiling. You like the number 8. Total: 4 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬 Which controversial/offensive emoji are you according to this survey? A: Spider :D 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬 Are you happy with your result?

I don’t mind it.

Do you feel that emoji represents you well?

Kind of, based on my appearance lol.

What are three ways in which you resemble that emoji?

I have long limbs, I wear black, I’m not scared of spiders.

...and what are three ways in which you don't?

I dislike brown, I don’t care about the Spiderman, and I have no idea what spider crawl is.

Have you ever used that emoji before?

I don’t think so.

Do you like that emoji?

It’s cute.

Which emoji is your favorite among the ones on this survey?

Gay flag.

....and which is your least favorite?

Pointing finger.

Which emoji have you used the most among the ones on this survey?

Swearing.

....and which do you think you've used the least (or never used)?

Spider :P and steak.

Do you consider yourself spiritual?

No, I don’t.

Do you consider yourself religious?

No.

Are you a Christian? ✝️

Officially, but I don’t identify with any religion.

Are you Agnostic?

I think it’s the closest to my beliefs.

Are you an atheist?

No, I’m not. It’s too radical.

Are you afraid of spiders? 🕷

I’m not, they’re cute.

Are you afraid of snakes? 🐍

Yeah, and I don’t trust them.

If you want to share, what's your sexual orientation?

Gay, but asexual.

Does everyone in your family know your sexual orientation?

They do because I’m married.

Do all of your friends know your sexual orientation?

Same here.

Have you ever "come out of the closet"?

Not really. I just accidentally outed myself once.

What's your favorite swear word?

Mo godverdomme toch.

Have you ever felt threatened for your life around a certain person?

No, but for my safety in general.

What is one thing you find offensive?

Assuming things about people without knowing anything about them.

What is one thing that a lot of people find offensive, but you don't?

Some jokes and atypical sense of humour.

What is one thing that some people are offended by, and you don't understand why?

Things I’ve mentioned above.

Do you often post about politics on social media?

I do’t care about politics and my only social media is Tumblr and Instagram.

Which controversial/offensive emoji(s) do you think I should include next?

No idea, be creative.

Do you think I should make another survey like this?

Of course.

And last but not least, did you enjoy this survey?

As usual.

🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬 I hope you have a wonderful day! 😊 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬

[chloeworships]

“The Suffering and Glory of the Servant”

🌸 BABEZZZZZZZZZ!!!

I opened up my Sanctuary App and this is what someone had written:

I have prayed for those of you God has put before me. During my last intercessory prayers I asked the LORD to confirm, confirm, CONFIRM and this morning as soon as I opened the app, this is what I saw.

Also, remember all those eyes 👀 that were staring at me during the conversation between me, God and Lucy? Hahaha! I’m done 😂

I’m so excited for these guyzzzz haha 😝

THANK YOU FATHER for this beautiful prophetic confirmation and for hearing the prayers for the people I pray for. I can’t wait to see what you’ll do for your faithful servants 💖

PS. I had a vision of two men climbing out a pit similar to when Batman climbed out of his. That’s phenomenal my loves. The Dark Knights rise once again 😍 I could cry tears of JOY 🥲 See the link below.

This scene is one of my favourites. When you feel low, God just said to rewatch it.

Also, those who helped to dig a pit for you will be falling into it. Those who set traps and obstacles in your way, the same will be done to them… but 7x worse. Those who tried to steal your destiny, will be crushed under the weight of the oppression they wished upon you.

You’re about to pass the test and you’re almost there!

PPS. Isaiah 52:8 reminds me of the dream where the Angels were singing 🎵Great Is Our Lord.

Get ready to sing a song of victory 👑🎶 idk exactly what this victory will be but it’s coming 🙌🏾

Continue to put God first and he will take you out of the pit, the dark hole 🕳️ you’ve been in for far too long.

Never forget you are loved by your Holy Father and make sure you testify to his goodness. You were made for his glory and to give others HOPE ✨ Remember to honour the LORD in all your ways. Do right by God.

*happy tears*🥲👣

I forgot to add: people will be in absolute DISBELIEF when they will see what God will do for you and how he has transformed you.

God will confirm if this word is for YOU 🫵🏾🦁😉 These scriptures are his words to YOU.

YOU DID IT BABES (or will do it lol)

I’ve been seeing the word “knights” everywhere too.

Honestly my loves you really don’t know how much God loves you. Truly I tell you, HE LOVES YOU💕

UPDATE:

The LORD told me to pull up Isaiah 52 and I am stunned. I am in disbelief 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 I AM SCREAMING. Read below. I highlighted everything except what was in blue. What was in blue was what I had highlighted before. In this part of the scrip it says “the feet of those who bring good news” just as it says in Proverbs 26:27 “whoever digs a pit for another man’s feet” 👣👀. I CANNOT. This is also significant because God has been showing me the colour blue repetitively 💙 it has to mean something to someone. OMGOSH maybe it’s Blue as in BLUEFACE 👀❓🌀😂

THIS IS BIG MY LOVES

I also keep having visions of Cristiano 💙

I was also told the LORD is angry at many of the injustices that happened to you 🥺 He said something like he “burns with rage”. That’s for someone.

🔥😡🔥

He’s putting an end to the nonsense. Just keep the faith and continue to be patient.

You will be vindicated and you are coming out of a “dark night of the soul” moment.

Phew 😮‍💨 God are we done prophesying now? Your girl is pooped 🥵😅 I literally sweat when I get a prophetic word this intense yallll 😅😮‍💨🥵 That’s how I know it’s the HOLY FIRE of God 🔥

I’ll be back. Gotta take a Lil break after this word.

Ps.

Also the number 6 is significant to someone as well the LORD just told me. When I opened the Sanctuary App (which you all should download), I had 6 notifications 🔔

I also heard my songgggg “The Heathens”

🎶Rise oh fallen fighters ⚔️rise and take your stance again🎶 🦁

Also…

I LAAVEEEEE IT SPOKEN BY NONE OTHER THAN THE PROPHET BOB HIMSELFFFFF

😁🦁

SN: A heathen is someone who doesn’t believe in God and in this case, it’s your enemies, doubters and haters that are standing there waiting and watching hoping you will stay down but not on your Father’s watch.

I don’t want to sound like I’m self-promoting but I have to say it because God will not stop letting me hear it. I keep hearing “these are your brothers” 🥰🦁 I AM ALONE NO MORE with only just one brother hahaha 🤣🤣🤣🤣 The lioness has BROTHER(S) 🥰 people I can trust yyaaaayy. That means the world to me and it’s also an answer to a secret prayer 🤫Having brothers is wild. They get a lil over-protective sometimes hahahhahaa 😉 but that’s ok because I’m going to need guidance with where the LORD is taking me. I’m not naive but I can be a little innocent 😇 *sometimes* I could use some sharks, wolves, lions and warriors around me 🥰😇

I also don’t play about my family 🔥😡🔥