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All I'll Ever Ask: L. Mh Lee Minho x fem!reader (College AU)

WC: 20K

CW: Anxiety, Soft Minho, Protective Minho, Protective SKZ, Abuse of Power, Attempted Blackmail, Fighting, Violence

General Masterlist SKZ Masterlist Part I

The faint hum of Minho’s desk lamp fills his room in the Alpha Phi frat house, casting a soft, golden glow over the cosy chaos. The walls are adorned with a mix of framed photos, band posters, and a whiteboard covered in scribbles about everything from anatomy diagrams to doodles of what you suspect are the other frat members with Changbin being drawn criminally short. His scent lingers in the air, clean, warm and something uniquely Minho.

You��re curled up in his desk chair, legs tucked beneath you, wearing a pair of black yoga shorts and one of his oversized grey hoodies. It hangs loose on your frame, enveloping you in its softness. The cuffs drape over your hands, one of which fidgets idly with a silicone pop-it on the desk. The other spins the anxiety ring on your left hand, the repetitive motion grounding as your thoughts churn.

The blue light glasses perched on your nose catch the light from your laptop, reflecting faintly in the otherwise dim room. Your eyes skim over the open document in front of you, but frustration clouds your focus. You mutter under your breath, venting half-formed curses at the assignment that’s been tormenting you for days.

Behind you, Minho lounges on the bed, the epitome of relaxed confidence. He’s shirtless, the sharp cut of his collarbones and lean torso illuminated in the lamp’s glow. His grey sweatpants sit low on his hips and a hefty veterinary science textbook rests on his lap, though his dark eyes stray from it every few seconds to watch you. Amusement dances in his gaze as he takes in your fidgeting fingers and the tiny crease between your brows.

“You’ve been sighing like a goddamn storm cloud for the past ten minutes,” he drawls, closing his book with a soft thud and leaning back against the headboard. “What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours, baby?”

You groan loudly, your head dropping to the desk with a dramatic thump. The pop-it lets out a weak little pop under your cheek. “This assignment fucking sucks,” you mumble, your voice muffled against the desk. “I didn’t even get to pick the topic. It’s like Jae—the professor’s assistant—has it out for me. He fails me on everything he marks. Everything.”

Minho frowns, sitting up straighter, his full attention now on you. “You’re kidding me. Everything? Even the ones I’ve looked over?”

You lift your head, tugging off your glasses and shoving them into your hair. “Yes! Every single one. I swear, it’s personal at this point. Maybe he hates my writing style or something, but I’m at my wit’s end.”

His brows knit together, a spark of protective frustration flashing across his features. “That’s total bullshit. I’ve read your work. It’s good, really good. Better than half the crap I’ve had to peer review for my classes.”

“I don’t know, Minho.” You exhale heavily, leaning back in the chair and rubbing the bridge of your nose. “It’s just I don’t know how to deal with it. Every time I see another failed mark, it feels like I’m suffocating.”

Minho swings his legs off the bed and strides across the room in a few easy steps, his bare feet making no sound on the hardwood floor. He plants himself behind you, his hands landing gently on your shoulders. His thumbs press into the tense muscles at the base of your neck, working out the knots with practised ease.

“You should talk to your professor,” he says, his voice low and steady, the kind of tone that makes you feel safe no matter how stormy your thoughts get.

“Easier said than done,” you grumble, though you can’t help but lean into his touch. The warmth of his hands is soothing, and your eyes flutter shut as he kneads the tightness away. “What am I even supposed to say? ‘Hey, Professor, your assistant has a personal vendetta against me, and it’s driving me insane.’ That won’t sound whiny at all.”

He huffs a quiet laugh, his fingers still working their magic on your shoulders. “You don’t have to put it like that, silly girl. Just explain how you feel about your work. Writing’s subjective, right? Maybe Jae’s seeing it differently than you intend.”

You tilt your head up, meeting his gaze. His expression is soft, serious, and utterly focused on you. It’s the kind of look that makes your chest ache in the best way. “You really think that’ll help?”

“I think it’s worth a shot.” He leans down, brushing his lips against the top of your head. The kiss lingers, warm and reassuring. “And if it doesn’t, at least you’ll know you did everything you could. But for the record? Jae’s a dick.”

A laugh bubbles out of you, a shaky but genuine sound. You rest your head back against his stomach, his skin warm through the hoodie. “I didn’t tell you I failed because I didn’t know how to handle it. Just the thought of admitting it made me feel like I was going to lose it.”

His arms wrap around you loosely, his chin coming to rest on top of your head. “Oh, baby,” he murmurs, frustration lacing his voice, though it’s not aimed at you. “Don’t carry that shit on your own. You’ve got me, remember?”

You let out a self-deprecating laugh, craning your neck to look up at him again. “Yeah, well, I’m pretty good at internalizing everything. Panic spiral, rinse, repeat.”

“Fucking stop that,” he says firmly, though a teasing smile tugs at his lips. He flicks your forehead lightly, making you scrunch your nose in mock annoyance. “That’s what I’m here for. You don’t have to do this alone, sweetheart.”

You poke his stomach in retaliation, a smirk breaking through your frustration. “Fine, Mr. Fix-It-All. I’ll talk to the professor. But if I have a meltdown, it’s on you to clean up the mess.”

Minho grins, ruffling your already messy hair. “Deal. Just don’t let some asshole make you think you’re not amazing at what you do. You’re a badass, baby. Don’t forget that.”

You smile, the tension in your chest easing just a little. “Thanks, Minho.”

“Always, sweetheart,” he replies, pressing another kiss to your head.

The fidget cube spins endlessly in your fingers, its clicks and rotations keeping time with the chaotic rhythm of your thoughts. The assignment taunts you from the glowing laptop screen, each word blurred by the mental block you can’t seem to break through. The harder you try to focus, the more it feels like your brain is wading through quicksand. Anxiety bubbles under the surface, rising like steam in a pressure cooker, and every fidget is a small attempt to keep yourself from boiling over.

Behind you, Minho hasn’t moved. His hands rest lightly on your shoulders, his thumbs occasionally brushing soothing circles over the fabric of his hoodie that you’ve claimed as your own. His quiet presence is grounding, though he says nothing for a while, letting the silence stretch between you. Finally, he sighs with a dramatic exhale, his warm breath tickling the back of your neck.

“Okay, that’s enough of this,” he declares, voice laced with playful exasperation. His hands grip your shoulders firmly but gently. “Let’s figure this shit out, baby. Up you get.”

You glance at him over your shoulder, your eyebrow arching in disbelief. “What do you mean, ‘up you get?’ I’m trying to—”

Before you can finish, he swivels the desk chair around and slides it back a few inches, his movements deliberate and fluid. He pulls you gently but insistently to your feet, his fingers wrapping securely around your wrists. “I mean,” he says, his tone leaving no room for argument, “you’re sitting in my lap. Maybe if I hold onto you, that overthinking brain of yours will actually chill the fuck out for two seconds.”

He plops into the chair, tugging you down with him as if this is the most natural solution in the world. He settles you sideways across his lap, his arms wrapping securely around your waist. You try to frown at him, but the warmth of his chest against your back and the way his thumbs rub slow, reassuring circles against your sides make it impossible. “You’re ridiculous,” you mutter, though your body instinctively relaxes against his.

“And yet, you’re still here,” he teases, resting his chin on your shoulder and peering at the laptop screen. His dark eyes scan the glaringly blank document with mock seriousness. “Alright, first step, let’s go through your old assignments. I want to see exactly what kind of bullshit this Jae guy’s been pulling. Maybe there’s a pattern.”

“Fine,” you mumble, reaching for the laptop and navigating to the folder where you’ve stashed every paper you’ve written for this class. The tension in your shoulders begins to creep back, but before you can start spiralling again, Minho reaches over to grab the mug of tea he made for you earlier. He presses it into your hands with a quiet but firm, “Drink.”

You roll your eyes but obey, the mug warming your palms as you take a sip. The faint sweetness of the tea soothes your throat, and something in Minho’s unwavering presence keeps you tethered as he leans forward to scroll through the latest assignment. His brows furrow almost immediately, his jaw tightening as his eyes skim over Jae’s comments.

“What the fuck?” he mutters, his voice low and incredulous. “This isn’t even constructive criticism. ‘Lacks depth?’ ‘Needs better support for arguments?’ That’s it? No examples, no explanation of what he wants? How the hell are you supposed to improve if he’s not giving you anything to work with?”

Your fingers abandon the fidget cube, moving to spin the anxiety ring on your left hand instead. Minho doesn’t miss the subtle shift. His gaze flicks to your restless fingers, and he lets out a soft sigh, pulling back slightly. “Okay, fuck this.”

Before you can protest, he closes your laptop and sets it on the desk, his movements decisive but careful. Grabbing the silicone pop-it toy from the mess of trinkets on the desk, he guides you up and leads you to the bed with an ease that leaves no room for argument.

He drops onto the mattress, leaning back against the headboard, and pulls you into his lap again. His arms wrap securely around you as he presses the pop-it into your hands.

“Here,” he murmurs, his voice softer now. “Pop this thing until you feel like you can breathe again. No overthinking, no staring at that laptop. Just you and me, baby.”

You rest your head against his shoulder and the first pop of the toy echoes faintly in the quiet room, followed by another, and another. The rhythmic motion gives your restless hands something to focus on, and slowly, the tightness in your chest starts to loosen.

After a few minutes of comfortable silence, Minho speaks again, his lips brushing against your hair as he does. “Next lecture, you’re gonna talk to him, okay? We’ll figure out exactly what you want to say together. No stressing over it by yourself.”

You let out a short laugh, tilting your head to glance up at him. “So, now we’re scripting confrontations? Is that what we’re doing?”

“Well, yeah,” he says with a grin, clearly enjoying himself. “We both know you’re not gonna do it without a script. Let’s not pretend. We’ve walked around Target five times before you let me ask a worker for help finding something. Oh, and how about all the times I’ve had to complain about your coffee order? Honestly, I deserve a medal.”

“Minho—”

“No, no, I’m not done,” he says, his grin widening. “I see one tomato on your plate? Boom, gone. Not on my watch. And let’s not forget the time I literally did your return for you because you couldn’t even walk into the store because you were so anxious about being inconvenient. That’s right, baby. Boyfriend of the year, right here.”

Despite yourself, a laugh bubbles out of you, light and free. You shake your head, poking him in the chest. “You’re so fucking annoying, you know that?”

“And yet,” he says, dipping his head to press a kiss to the corner of your mouth, “you love me for it.”

You don’t reply, but the way you lean into him speaks louder than words. He grins, grabbing the remote off the nightstand and flicking on the TV. The screen lights up with a true crime documentary, and he drapes a blanket over both of you.

“Now,” he says, pulling you closer against him, “watch some freaky shit while you pop that thing. We’ll deal with Jae later. Right now, it’s just you and me.”

You press a kiss to his jaw, settling into his embrace as the documentary begins. The sound of the pop-it fills the quiet gaps between the narrator’s voice, and for the first time in days, the storm inside you feels like it’s clearing. With Minho’s arms around you, you can almost believe that everything will be okay.

The lecture hall is quieter now, the echoes of chatter and rustling papers fading as the last of the students filter out in pairs or small groups. The hum of their voices lingers faintly in the hallway before dissolving into silence, leaving you alone in the cavernous space with Jae, the professor’s assistant. He’s at the front of the room, gathering his things, his laptop, a few loose papers, and a sleek leather satchel slung carelessly over one shoulder.

You sit frozen at your desk in the middle of the room, the cool metal of your anxiety ring spinning beneath your fingers as you fidget. Minho’s words from the night before replay in your mind, his voice steady and reassuring: Just talk to him. You take a slow, steadying breath, tugging the edges of his hoodie closer around you. The weight of it feels protective, grounding.

Pushing yourself to your feet, you steel your nerves and make your way down the aisle. Your black flares swish softly with each step, and the cropped white turtleneck you’re wearing feels almost too revealing under the fluorescent lights, despite the oversized hoodie hanging loose around your shoulders. As you approach the desk, your stomach churns with a mixture of nervousness and determination.

Jae glances up as you stop in front of him, his expression neutral at first, then shifting into something harder to read, his gaze flickers over you briefly before settling on your face. “Oh, hey. Y/N, right?” His tone is casual, almost too casual. “You need something?”

You nod, swallowing the lump in your throat and clearing your voice. “Yeah, um, I wanted to talk about my grades. I’ve been failing a lot of assignments, and I just… I want to understand where I’m going wrong.”

His head tilts slightly, his lips curling into what might have been a polite smile if not for the strange glint in his eyes. “Grades, huh?” He sets his bag on the desk and leans back against it, crossing his arms over his chest. “Alright. What specifically do you want to know?”

You hesitate, feeling small under his scrutinizing gaze, but you push through. “Well, I’ve been reading the feedback you’ve given, but it’s not very specific. It’s hard to know what to fix when all I see is stuff like ‘lacks depth’ or ‘needs better support.’ I was hoping you could explain what you’re looking for, so I can improve.”

Jae’s lips twitch into something that isn’t quite a smirk, but it makes your stomach twist uneasily. “Hmm,” he hums, considering you for a moment. “Yeah, I’ve noticed you’ve been struggling. But, you know, sometimes it’s not just about the writing. It’s about making the right… connections.”

Your brow furrows, confusion overtaking your nerves for a moment. “Connections?” you repeat, the word foreign in this context.

He shrugs, his smirk growing more pronounced. “Let’s cut to the chase,” he says, his voice lowering as he straightens up, stepping a little closer. “You’re a smart girl. If you really want to turn those grades around, there’s an easy way to make it happen.”

Your stomach twists harder now, unease blossoming into something closer to alarm. “What do you mean?” you ask, your voice cautious, even as the pit in your stomach deepens.

He leans in, his tone conspiratorial, as if he’s letting you in on some great secret. “You fuck me, just once, and I’ll make sure you never fail another assignment. Ever.”

The words hit you like a physical blow, the air in your lungs vanishing as the room seems to tilt slightly. Your brain stalls, struggling to process the sheer audacity of what he just said. “I—” you start, your voice catching in your throat. “I’m sorry, what?”

Jae chuckles softly, as if this is all a joke and you’re the one who doesn’t get it. “You heard me. Look, it’s not a big deal. Just one time. You do that, and I’ll make sure your grades are golden for the rest of the semester.”

Your heart pounds so loudly in your ears that his next words almost drown beneath it. The bile rises in your throat, and your voice, when it comes, is small, shaky, barely your own. “That’s… that’s not appropriate.”

He shrugs, unfazed, his smirk never faltering. “Think about it,” he says smoothly, his tone bordering on smug now. “I’m giving you an out here. No more stress, no more late nights trying to figure out what I want. Just one night, and it’s all good.”

The room feels suffocating, the fluorescent lights too bright, the walls too close. Your fight-or-flight instinct kicks in, your body trembling as adrenaline courses through you. “I—I need to go,” you stammer, taking a shaky step back.

Jae’s smirk deepens as he watches you retreat, his posture still casual, as if he hasn’t just turned your world upside down. “Suit yourself,” he calls after you, his tone infuriatingly light. “But don’t say I didn’t offer.”

You don’t stay to hear more. Grabbing your bag, you bolt for the door, your steps echoing loudly in the empty lecture hall. The hallway feels colder, the bile rising higher in your throat as your vision blurs with tears of humiliation and anger. His words play on a loop in your head, the weight of them crushing.

You don’t stop walking until you reach the Alpha Phi frat house, your breathing shallow and uneven. Your chest is tight, every inhale feeling like it catches somewhere in your ribs. Your hands tremble as you fumble with the front door, struggling to get it open. The chill of the evening air still clings to your skin, but the panic burning in your chest is what drives you forward.

Minho’s at his lectures, you know that much. But Jisung should be home, and if anyone can help you calm down, it’s him. Just the thought of someone familiar, someone safe, is enough to keep you moving.

The door swings open, and the warm hum of voices greets you. Laughter spills out from the living room, a sound that feels almost surreal against the chaos in your mind. Chan is the first to notice you as you step inside, his easy laugh fading the moment he spots you. He’s sitting on the couch with Seungmin, Jeongin, Hyunjin, and Changbin, all of them mid-conversation, but his eyes lock on yours instantly.

“Y/N?” Chan’s voice shifts, concern threading through it as he stands quickly. His brows knit together as he takes in the wide, glassy look in your eyes and the way your hands clutch tightly at the edges of Minho’s hoodie. “Hey, what’s wrong?”

The question cuts through the fog in your mind, but only barely. The words you need are trapped in your throat, jagged and sharp, refusing to come out. You feel frozen, the weight of the panic pressing down harder, your chest heaving with shallow breaths.

Chan is already moving, crossing the room in a few strides. He places a firm but gentle hand on your arm, his touch grounding. “Hey, come here,” he says softly, his voice steady and sure. “Let’s sit down.”

He guides you to the couch, motioning for the others to clear the space. “Guys, out. Now.”

There’s no hesitation, no argument. The others exchange quick glances but don’t question him. Seungmin and Jeongin head upstairs, Hyunjin and Changbin following close behind. Their laughter and chatter are gone now, replaced by the quiet weight of concern that lingers in the room.

Felix stays, though, settling on the couch beside you as Chan crouches in front of you. His warm, freckled face is creased with worry, his hands resting lightly on his knees as he leans closer.

“You’re on the verge of a panic attack, aren’t you?” Chan asks gently, his tone calm but firm and you nod. “That’s okay. You don’t have to explain anything right now, alright? Just focus on me and Felix.”

Felix nods, his expression soft and understanding as he shifts closer. “We’ve got you, Y/N,” he murmurs, his voice low and soothing. “Just breathe, love. We’re right here.”

You nod faintly, but the tears that have been threatening to fall spill over now, streaking hot down your cheeks. Your trembling hands clutch at the oversized hoodie, the fabric twisting under your grip. The room feels too bright, too still, but then Chan wraps his arms around you, pulling you into a firm, steadying hug.

“You’re safe,” Chan whispers, his voice right by your ear. “Whatever it is, we’ll figure it out. You’re not alone.”

Felix shifts closer, his warmth pressing against your other side. His arm drapes gently around your shoulders as he leans his head against yours. “Just let us be here with you,” he murmurs, his accent soft and lilting. “Don’t worry about saying anything.”

The weight of their presence is overwhelming in the best way, their warmth wrapping around you like a cocoon. You let yourself lean into them, the tears coming harder now as the tidal wave of panic begins to crest. For a moment, you feel like you might drown in it, but their voices pull you back.

The sound of footsteps draws your attention briefly, and you glance up to see Changbin approaching, something small and colourful in his hand. It takes a second for your blurry vision to clear enough to realize what it is: your fidget cube. He holds it out to you silently, his dark eyes warm with understanding.

“I thought you might need this,” Changbin says softly, his voice steady but gentle.

You take it with trembling hands, managing a faint nod of thanks as he gives you a small, reassuring smile before retreating back upstairs. The familiar feel of the cube in your hands helps anchor you, its smooth surfaces and clicking mechanisms giving your fingers something to focus on.

Chan’s hand rubs slow, soothing circles on your back as he keeps his voice low and steady. “You’re doing great, Y/N. Just keep breathing. Deep breath in and out. That’s it.”

Felix hums softly, a sound almost like a lullaby as he presses a kiss to the side of your head. “You’re not alone. We’re here. We’re not going anywhere.”

Minho sits in the middle of his animal behaviour lecture, slouched low in his seat, arms crossed tightly over his chest. Normally, this class keeps his attention, discussions about operant conditioning, animal instincts, and behavioural patterns are usually right up his alley. But today, the professor’s droning voice feels like background noise. His mind is restless, caught somewhere between the monotony of the lecture and the clock on the wall, which seems to tick slower every time he looks at it.

He pulls out his phone, thinking maybe a quick scroll will distract him when it vibrates in his hand. A call from Changbin. Minho frowns. Changbin doesn’t call unless something’s wrong. His stomach twists as he answers, tucking the phone between his ear and shoulder.

“Yo, what’s up?” he says, keeping his voice low. He glances around to make sure the professor hasn’t noticed him.

“Minho,” Changbin’s voice is quiet but laced with urgency. “You need to get back to the house. Now.”

Minho straightens in his seat, his body tensing. “What? Why? What’s going on?”

“It’s Y/N,” Changbin explains, his words coming fast. “She showed up looking for Jisung, but he wasn’t here. She’s in the living room with Chan and Felix now. Man, she looked like she was about to have a full-blown panic attack when she came in.”

Minho’s grip tightens on his phone. “Is she okay? Did she say anything?”

“No,” Changbin says, his tone grim. “She’s in that, you know, that nonverbal state she gets into sometimes when it’s bad. I gave her her fidget cube, but it’s not really helping. She’s completely shaken.”

“Shit,” Minho mutters under his breath, his mind already racing. He shoves his notebook and pens into his bag without caring about the mess. “Stay with her. I’m leaving now.”

“Chan and Felix are with her,” Changbin reassures him. “But yeah, hurry, man. She needs you.”

“I’m on my way.” Minho’s voice is clipped as he ends the call, already standing and slinging his bag over his shoulder. He doesn’t glance back at the professor, doesn’t care about the glares he gets from classmates as he manoeuvres his way out of the row. He takes the stairs two at a time and bursts into the hallway, his boots thudding against the tiled floor as he cuts through campus at a near jog.

His thoughts race alongside him. The image of you, wide-eyed, trembling, on the verge of breaking, plays over and over in his mind. He twists the rings on his fingers absentmindedly, picturing the way you’ve done the same when anxiety takes hold. He knows those rings are as much for you as they are for him. The thought makes him walk even faster.

By the time he reaches the Alpha Phi house, his chest is tight, and his breathing is shallow, not from exertion, but from the urgency pressing down on him. He doesn’t bother with his usual calm entrance, throwing the door open with enough force to make it bang against the wall. His eyes immediately scan the space, locking on the living room.

You’re curled up on the couch, the oversized hoodie you borrowed from him drowning your frame. Your knees are drawn up to your chest, your fingers twitching against the fidget cube Changbin handed you. But the small, rhythmic clicks aren’t soothing you the way they should. Your shoulders are stiff, your breathing shallow.

Chan is sitting beside you, his body turned toward you, his hand resting lightly on the back of the couch as if ready to intervene at any moment. Felix is on your other side, his soft, freckled face a mask of quiet concern as he leans close. Neither of them says anything when Minho steps into the room.

Chan stands, nodding toward Minho in silent understanding. “She hasn’t said anything,” he murmurs, keeping his voice low. “But she’s not in a good place.”

Felix glances up briefly, offering a small, reassuring smile before turning his focus back to you.

Minho doesn’t waste a second. He drops his bag to the floor, stepping around Chan to sit beside you. His dark eyes sweep over your face, taking in the tear tracks on your cheeks, the way your lips tremble even though you’re not speaking. His heart clenches, but he keeps his voice steady and soft.

“Hey,” he murmurs as he settles beside you, leaning forward slightly. “It’s me. I’m right here.”

You don’t respond, your gaze fixed on the fidget cube in your hands. Your fingers fumble with it, twisting and clicking aimlessly, but it’s clear it’s not enough. Minho doesn’t push. He knows you won’t meet his eyes or speak until you’re ready.

Instead, he extends a hand, holding it steady in your line of sight. “C’mere, baby,” he says gently. “Take my hand. You don’t have to do anything else.”

For a moment, you hesitate. Then, slowly, your trembling fingers let go of the cube and slide over his palm. You don’t look at him, but you begin twisting the rings on his fingers, your movements careful, deliberate. Minho releases a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding.

“That’s it,” he says softly, his other hand resting lightly on your knee. “You’re okay. I’ve got you.”

Felix leans closer, his hand brushing over your arm in a soothing motion. “We’re all here for you. Take your time.”

The room feels quiet, but it’s not heavy. It’s the kind of silence filled with understanding, the hum of the air conditioner and the occasional creak of the couch the only sounds. Minho stays still, watching as you twist his rings, your breathing begins to slow. The tension in your shoulders eases a fraction, but it’s clear you’re still struggling to ground yourself.

Minho leans in slightly, his thumb tracing small circles over your knee. “Whenever you’re ready, sweetheart,” he says softly. “No rush. Just let me know you’re here, okay?”

Your grip on his hand tightens briefly. An unspoken answer. Minho feels a wave of relief crash over him, though he doesn’t let it show. He just adjusts his position slightly, keeping himself as close to you as possible without crowding you.

As the minutes tick by, the room remains still except for the faint sound of your fingers twisting Minho’s rings. The cool metal shifts smoothly under your touch, catching the light with every turn.

Minho’s presence is unwavering. His dark eyes are steady, warm, and full of quiet reassurance, never leaving you. He waits, giving you the space you need to exist in this moment, no expectations, no pressure.

He’s the one to break the silence, his voice low and soft, with that familiar teasing edge that always makes you feel lighter. “So, this is where my hoodie went.”

The words are simple, but they land like a soft anchor, pulling you gently back toward the present. Your lips twitch just barely, a hint of a smile ghosting across your face. It’s fleeting, but Minho catches it, and the weight pressing on his chest loosens just a fraction.

“Not that I’m complaining,” he continues, leaning his head back against the couch with a casual air. His tone carries a playful warmth as if he’s inviting you to share a little moment of normalcy with him. “You look cute today. Those flares and that crop top? Already killing it. But you add my hoodie?” He smirks, lowering his voice to a murmur like he’s letting you in on a secret. “Sweetheart, I could just fucking eat you.”

This time, the smile on your face lingers a little longer, though your focus stays on his hands, your fingers still moving over the rings. Minho doesn’t push for more. He’s patient, letting you take these small, steady steps toward feeling like yourself again.

After a moment, he shifts slightly, brushing his knee against yours as he speaks again, his tone casual but inviting. “I’m making sweet potato noodles tonight. You wanna stay over?”

You nod, the motion small but deliberate, and something in his chest softens. His hand squeezes your knee lightly in acknowledgement.

“Good,” he says with quiet certainty. “Can’t have you missing out on my culinary genius. You’d be devastated.”

Before the warmth of the moment can settle completely, the front door bangs open, and the sound of loud, stomping footsteps fills the house. Minho doesn’t even flinch, but you tense slightly until a familiar voice cuts through the quiet.

“Seungmin called me!” Jisung declares, practically bounding into the living room with the kind of chaotic energy only he could bring. His pale green hair bounces as he moves, and his expression is a mix of exaggerated determination and genuine concern. “I’m here to save the day and my best friend from the suffocating void that is anxiety!”

Felix, who has stayed quiet until now, chuckles softly as he stands from the couch. “Alright, Ji, she’s all yours. I’ll make some tea.”

Jisung steps aside to let Felix pass, then all but dives into the now-empty spot on your other side. He lands with a bounce, his knee knocking gently against yours as he turns to face you fully.

Chan gives your shoulder a brief squeeze before heading toward the kitchen with Felix, the two of them disappearing behind the swinging door. The sound of the kettle clicking on echoes faintly, a comforting background noise.

Now alone with Minho and Jisung, you glance up briefly, your eyes meeting Jisung’s for the first time. His usual playful grin is softened, though his energy is as unmistakably Jisung as ever. “Hey,” he says, his voice a little quieter now. “Wanna talk about it?”

You shake your head, the movement small but definitive.

“Okay,” Jisung replies immediately, not missing a beat. His tone is light, free of any judgment. “What about throwing things? Crying? Hitting something? Hitting someone?”

Your fingers falter on Minho’s rings at the word someone. It’s a tiny pause, so subtle most people wouldn’t notice, but Minho and Jisung aren’t most people. Their eyes meet briefly over your head, an unspoken exchange passing between them.

“Alright,” Jisung says gently, shifting his tone. “No pressure. We’ll just sit here and vibe.”

You don’t respond, but your hands resume their rhythm, twisting Minho’s rings in a familiar pattern. Minho leans closer, his hand brushing a strand of hair away from your face. His touch is light and brief, but it lingers just enough to remind you he’s here.

“We’re not going anywhere,” Minho murmurs, his voice steady and grounding. His thumb resumes its slow, soothing circles on your knee. “Whenever you’re ready, we’re here.”

Jisung, never one to let a moment of silence sit too long, starts humming under his breath. The tune is random, a little chaotic, but it’s so unmistakably him that it feels like a soft tether pulling you further out of the fog. He adds exaggerated beatboxing noises, throwing a dramatic drumroll into the mix for good measure.

“Better than Spotify, huh?” he quips, nudging your arm lightly with his elbow. “I can do requests, too, if you’re into, like, anxiety-friendly bangers.”

A tiny laugh escapes before you can stop it, barely audible but real. Minho’s gaze flicks to you, his lips twitching into the faintest smile as he catches the sound.

“There she is,” Jisung says triumphantly, leaning closer with a grin. “You laughed. That means you’re stuck with me now.”

Minho smirks, resting his head lightly against the back of the couch. “You heard him, sweetheart. You’re officially stuck with us. Might as well give up and let us take care of you.”

You don’t respond, but you lean ever so slightly into Minho’s side, your weight shifting closer to him. His arm moves instinctively, wrapping around your shoulders and holding you securely against him.

The sound of the kettle clicks off in the kitchen, and a few moments later, Felix reappears, carrying a tray with two steaming mugs of tea. He sets it down on the coffee table, his gentle smile returning as he hands one to you.

“Chamomile,” he says quietly.

You take the mug with both hands, the heat radiating through your palms grounding you further. The room is quiet again, filled only with the faint hum of Jisung’s off-key humming and the steady presence of the three people around you.

“Come on,” Minho murmurs, leaning in slightly. “Let’s get you into something more comfortable.”

You blink up at him, your hands hesitating over his fingers for just a moment before you let them fall away. He stands smoothly, his movements deliberate but unhurried, and extends a hand toward you. You take it wordlessly, your fingers slipping into his, and he gives a gentle tug, guiding you to your feet.

“Good girl,” he says softly, his lips curving into the faintest smile as he squeezes your hand. “Let’s go upstairs.”

You follow him out of the living room, the familiar feel of his hand grounding you as he leads the way. Jisung throws an exaggerated thumbs-up from his spot on the couch, grinning as if he’s just overseen a major life event. You catch the faint sound of him humming something ridiculous under his breath as you leave.

The walk up the stairs is quiet, the hum of the house filling the silence between you. The faint creak of wood beneath your steps feels oddly comforting. By the time you reach Minho’s room, you’re already exhaling a little easier. The sight of the rumpled bedspread, the carefully cluttered desk, and the small pile of your fidget toys stacked in a corner feels like stepping into safety.

Minho closes the door softly behind you and steps closer, his hands brushing lightly over your shoulders. “Alright, sweetheart, let’s get you sorted and comfy.”

He moves to his dresser, pulling open a drawer and rifling through it before he pulls out one of his oversized jumpers and a pair of black basketball shorts. He sets the clothes on the bed and turns back to you, his expression softer now, his eyes scanning your face.

Stepping closer, he rests his hands lightly on the hem of your hoodie. “Can I?” he asks quietly, his voice gentle.

You nod, your fingers still clutching his rings. His movements are careful as he peels the hoodie off your frame, lifting it over your head and pushing it off your shoulders. He folds it automatically, setting it on the chair nearby before his hands find the hem of your cropped turtleneck.

He pauses, his eyes meeting yours briefly, silently checking in. When you nod again, he pulls it over your head just as gently, leaving you in your lace bra. His eyes flicker to yours again, scanning for any hint of discomfort, but he doesn’t linger.

“Almost there,” he murmurs, crouching slightly to help you step out of your flares. The fabric pools at your feet, and he scoops it up, tossing it onto the same chair.

He holds the shorts open for you, guiding the waistband up with steady hands before he reaches for the jumper. The oversized fabric swallows you as he pulls it over your head, the scent of him wrapping around you instantly. It’s soft, warm, and comforting in a way that makes your shoulders relax just a little more.

“Better?” he asks, his fingers brushing lightly over your arms, the touch tentative but grounding.

You nod, a small but sure movement, and he smiles faintly before stepping closer again. His hands move to your hair, unclipping the bun that’s come loose. The strands tumble down messily, and he works through them with careful fingers, smoothing out tangles with an ease that speaks to how often he’s done this for you.

Once he’s finished, he tilts his head slightly, studying you with that quiet, unwavering gaze. “You wanna talk about it?” he asks softly.

You shake your head and he doesn’t press.

“Okay, you hungry?”

You hesitate for a moment, then nod, your voice barely audible when you speak. “A little. That sweet potato noodles offer still on the table?”

“For you, baby? Obviously. We’ll go cook now, or you can sit and look pretty while I cook. Hmm?”

You nod again, a small, fleeting smile tugging at your lips.

“Good.” He presses a light kiss to the top of your head, lingering for a moment before pulling back. “Grab one of your fidget things, yeah?”

You reach for the silicone pop-it on the desk, the familiar texture calming as you clutch it in your hand. Minho takes your free hand again, leading you back downstairs to the kitchen.

The space feels lively when you step inside. Jisung is perched on a step stool, his head half-buried in a cupboard as he mutters something unintelligible. Boxes and bags clatter faintly as he rummages, and he lets out a dramatic groan.

“There’s no fucking Oreos left!” Jisung whines, turning to face the room with his hands thrown up. “Who eats all the Oreos and doesn’t replace them? That’s a crime against the Geneva Convention! An actual war crime!”

Minho rolls his eyes, steering you toward one of the stools at the kitchen island. You sit down quietly, the pop-it resting in your lap as your fingers press it rhythmically, the soft popping sound blending into the warm chaos around you.

Jisung bounds over, clutching a bag of popcorn triumphantly. He wraps his arms around your shoulders in a dramatic hug, leaning his head against yours. “Bestie! You’re alive. I missed you. I mean, you were gone for like five minutes, but still.”

You huff softly, the sound almost like a laugh, and Jisung grins before plopping onto the stool beside you. “Alright, let’s vibe.”

Minho is already at work, his movements practised and fluid. Sweet potatoes, spinach, sesame oil, and a variety of spices pile onto the counter as he pulls ingredients from the fridge. His hands move with precision as he peels a sweet potato, the rhythm of the peeler scraping against the skin oddly soothing.

“Can I get in on the noodles?” Jisung asks, watching Minho work with wide eyes. “I mean, you’re dating my best friend, so like you feed her, you have to feed me. It’s the law”

Minho doesn’t even look up. “Not how it works, you scavenger.”

Jisung clutches his chest dramatically. “So cruel. So heartless. I’m starving, Minho!”

“You just raided the cupboard!” Minho shoots back, but he sighs, shaking his head. “Fine. I’ll make extra. But you’re doing the dishes.”

“Deal,” Jisung says instantly, shoving another handful of popcorn into his mouth.

The warm, savoury scent of sesame oil fills the room as Minho starts cooking, the soft sizzle of vegetables hitting the pan adding to the comforting atmosphere. You sit quietly, watching him, the pop-it still in your hands. He glances at you occasionally, his gaze softening each time he sees the tension in your fingers easing.

Jisung nudges you lightly, his grin infectious. “You know he’s showing off, right? I bet he doesn’t go all out like this when it’s just him.”

“Shut up,” Minho mutters, but there’s a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

You let out a quiet laugh, the sound small but genuine, and Minho’s shoulders relax slightly at the sound. He tosses the sweet potato noodles lightly in the pan, the smell of garlic and spices filling the kitchen as he turns to you with a smile that feels like home. In this moment, with the warmth of the kitchen and the familiar banter around you, the lingering weight in your chest feels just a little lighter.

The room is bathed in the soft, golden glow of Minho’s desk lamp, its warm light casting a cosy hue over the space. The faint blue glow of the TV on the wall flickers, illuminating the dim room as Corpse Bride plays, its melodic score filling the air. You’re seated cross-legged on Minho’s bed, a steaming bowl of vegetarian ramen cradled in your lap, the comforting aroma of miso broth mingling with the warmth of the room.

Minho sits beside you, his legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles, his own bowl resting in his hands. He’s shirtless, as usual, the smooth planes of his chest catching the soft light, and his black sweatpants hang low on his hips. His hair is slightly mussed, strands sticking up in different directions like he’s been running his fingers through it all day. He looks comfortable, utterly at ease, but his eyes flick toward you more than the TV, observing you with quiet attentiveness.

You’re wearing one of his oversized black t-shirts, the fabric hanging loosely on your frame, paired with a set of lacy green boyshorts and your favourite Alice in Wonderland ankle socks. Your hair is clipped up haphazardly, stray strands framing your face, and Minho can’t help but notice how you tug at the loose fabric of the shirt every now and then as if grounding yourself in its softness.

“Dunno why we don’t eat ramen like this every day,” Minho says, breaking the quiet. His voice is casual, a playful warmth weaving through his words as he slurps up another bite of noodles. “This shit’s perfect.”

You hum in agreement, twirling noodles around your chopsticks, though the motions are absentminded. Your bowl is loaded with colourful vegetables, tofu cubes, and the rich, flavorful broth he tailored just for you, separating the ingredients in the pan like second nature to keep it vegetarian. It’s something he always does, unprompted, and it warms you, even when you don’t have the energy to say so.

As the movie continues, Minho keeps stealing glances at you, his sharp eyes catching the subtle ways you’re quieter than usual—the way your chopsticks hover over the bowl, the way you push a piece of tofu around without eating it. His brow furrows slightly. He knows you too well to miss the signs.

“So,” he says finally, his tone light but laced with curiosity, “wanna tell me why you’re not going to your lectures?”

Your hand freezes mid-twirl, the noodles slipping back into the bowl. Your shoulders stiffen slightly, but you don’t look at him. Instead, your gaze fixes on the TV, the animated characters moving through the dim glow. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Minho quirks an eyebrow, setting his bowl down on the nightstand with deliberate movements. He shifts to face you more fully, one leg bending as he props himself up on his elbow. “Two weeks,” he says, his voice dropping to something firmer. “You haven’t been to a single fucking class”

You shrug, your eyes still glued to the screen. “I just haven’t felt like it.”

“Uh-huh,” he replies, not buying it for a second. “Let’s try that again. Did you talk to the assistant? What’s his name- Jae?”

At the mention of the name, your reaction is immediate. Your shoulders tense, and your grip on the chopsticks tightens slightly. Minho notices, of course, his sharp eyes narrowing as he sits up straighter.

“Okay, so you did talk to him. What happened? Did he insult your work? Call you stupid? What?”

You keep stirring the broth, your chopsticks moving aimlessly as if they might somehow distract him. The weight in the room seems to press down harder, the background noise of the movie fading into nothing.

Minho leans forward, the mattress shifting under his weight as he watches you closely. “Did he touch you?”

“No!” you say quickly, your head snapping up to meet his gaze. “No, Minho, nothing like that.”

He studies you for a long moment, his eyes searching yours for any hint of what’s going on. The tension in his shoulders relaxes just slightly, but the concern etched across his face doesn’t fade.

“Alright,” he says slowly, his voice steady and careful. “But he did something. Something that’s got you avoiding your fucking lectures. So, what did he say? Verbatim.”

You shake your head, your voice barely above a whisper. “Min, I really don’t want to talk about it.”

His jaw tightens, and his hand flexes briefly against the bedspread. He takes a slow, deliberate breath, leaning back against the headboard as his eyes flicker over you. He doesn’t push. Not yet. But the silence feels heavier now like he’s waiting for you to crack.

“You spoke to the guy,” he says after a beat, his tone quieter but no less insistent. “And now you won’t even go to class. That feels to me like something happened.”

“Min, please,” you whisper, your voice carrying a hint of exhaustion like the weight of this has been pressing on you for days.

He leans forward again, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head. His lips linger there, soft and warm, before he pulls back. “You know you can tell me anything, right?” he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper now.

You nod faintly, but your lips press into a thin line, and Minho knows you’re not ready. He watches you for a moment longer, his hand brushing lightly against your knee in a silent show of support. Then he leans back into the pillows, his body shifting as he rests his arm behind his head.

“Alright,” he says quietly. “But just so we’re clear, you’re not going through this alone. Whatever it is, we’ll figure it out.”

You nod again, still not meeting his eyes. Your fingers tighten slightly around the bowl, but you don’t speak, and Minho lets the conversation drop. For now.

The room feels quieter, the muted colours of the TV casting soft shadows across the walls. Minho reaches for his bowl again, taking another bite of noodles as he glances at you out of the corner of his eye. He doesn’t push, doesn’t press, but his presence is steady, a quiet reminder that he’s here.

The weight in the room doesn’t lift entirely, but the warmth of Minho beside you, the gentle hum of the movie, and the familiarity of the space are enough to make it manageable. And for now, that’s enough.

You’re curled up against Minho, your face nestled against his chest, one hand loosely resting on his side. His oversized shirt engulfs you, the hem riding up slightly to reveal the curve of your hip as you shift in your sleep. The blanket drapes lazily over you both, but Minho’s mind is far from the peace that your quiet form exudes.

He lies still for a moment, his gaze lingering on your face. The way your brow smooths out in sleep, the soft flutter of your eyelashes against your cheek. It all tugs at his heart. But beneath the warmth he feels for you is a simmering frustration, not directed at you but at the situation. Something happened.

He can feel it in the way your laughter doesn’t come as easily, in the way you poke at your food more than you eat it, and in the way you’ve avoided your lectures for two weeks. And whoever caused that? They’re going to regret it.

Carefully, he begins untangling himself from you, moving with the kind of precision only Minho can manage. He lifts your arm gently, resting it against the pillow, and pulls the blanket higher over your shoulders.

Brushing a strand of hair from your face, he lets his fingers linger briefly against your temple before standing. The glow from his phone illuminates his path as he grabs it from the nightstand, padding silently out of the room. He closes the door behind him with a soft click, leaving you to rest.

The hallway is dim, lit faintly by the golden glow of a lamp someone left on. Minho moves with purpose, his steps quick but quiet as he makes his way to Felix’s room. A sliver of light spills out from under the door, and the faint sound of typing reaches his ears. Felix is still awake.

Minho knocks once, sharp but not loud, before twisting the handle and stepping inside. Felix is sprawled across his bed, his laptop propped on a pillow in front of him as he scrolls through what looks like a recipe website. His face lights up slightly when he sees Minho, but the curious tilt of his head suggests he knows this isn’t a social call.

“What’s up?” Felix asks, closing the laptop and sitting up, his brows furrowing as he takes in Minho’s tense expression.

Minho closes the door behind him, leaning against it with his arms crossed over his chest. “Y/N trusts you.”

Felix blinks, slightly taken aback. “I’d say so, yeah. Why?”

Minho runs a hand through his hair, exhaling through his nose as he chooses his words. “Good. I need you to find out what her dickhead professor’s assistant said to her two weeks ago.”

Felix frowns. "I'm gonna need more context"

Minho steps forward, his voice dropping as he explains. “The day she came here. On the verge of a panic attack. You and Chan were with her, yeah? Something happened before she showed up.”

Felix nods slowly, his posture straightening. “Yeah, I remember. What about it?”

Minho’s expression hardens. “Before she came here, she spoke to her professor’s assistant. That guy’s been failing her on assignments she absolutely should’ve passed. Since then? She hasn’t gone to a single journalism lecture. Not one. She won’t tell me what he said or did, and I need to know. She trusts you. So, you talk to her, get her to open up, and then you tell me.”

Felix leans back, crossing his arms as he studies Minho. “You’re asking me to break her trust?”

“Yep,” Minho says bluntly, not missing a beat.

Felix snorts, though there’s no humour in it. “Why not go to Jisung? She tells him everything.”

Minho shakes his head, his tone flat. “Because Jisung’s gonna lose his shit. He’d storm into her lecture hall, make a scene, and scare the crap out of her. She doesn’t need that.”

“And you’re not gonna overreact?” Felix asks, his brows arching sceptically. “Because I’m pretty sure you’re already planning murder.”

Minho’s lips curve into a cold smile that doesn’t touch his eyes. “Oh, I’ll react. But not in front of her. Jisung would go full ‘big dramatic protector’ and freak her out. Me?” He taps his temple with a finger. “I fix problems at the root. Like a plucking a weed.”

Felix tilts his head, considering this. “So you’d break his nose?”

“Maybe a rib,” Minho muses, his tone conversational. “Depends on what he did.”

Felix exhales sharply, shaking his head, though the corner of his mouth twitches. “Fair enough. But is she okay? Like, actually okay?”

“Some days are better than others,” Minho admits, his voice softening slightly. “But her anxiety’s been worse lately.”

Felix leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “If this assistant guy’s the reason break something for me, too. Preferably twice.”

Minho chuckles lowly, though the humour doesn’t reach his eyes. “Consider it done.”

Felix nods, his voice steady. “Alright. I’ll talk to her. It might take time, though. You know how she is about opening up.”

“I know,” Minho says, running his hand through his hair again. “But you’ve got that gentle-ass aura or whatever. She trusts you. Just ease into it. When she tells you, you tell me. Then I’ll take care of the rest.”

Felix nods again, his gaze firm. “You’ve got my word. I’ll handle it.”

Minho pushes off the door, clapping Felix lightly on the shoulder before heading for the door. He pauses with his hand on the handle, glancing back. “You’ve got her, right?”

Felix’s expression softens, his voice resolute. “Always. And you?”

Minho nods, his tone firm. “Always.” With that, he slips out of the room, his footsteps quiet as he heads back to yours, his mind already turning over what needs to be done.

For now, he’ll focus on making sure you feel safe. But the second he knows who’s responsible for the weight you’ve been carrying, he’ll make damn sure they regret it.

A few nights later, Minho's room is enveloped in a hushed stillness, the only sound the rhythmic rise and fall of Minho’s breathing as he sleeps beside you. His arm is tucked under the pillow, his body curled slightly toward you. For a moment, you watch him, his peaceful expression a stark contrast to the restless storm in your own mind.

You let out a quiet sigh, your fingers brushing against the fidget cube resting on the nightstand. Careful not to disturb Minho, you slip out from under the covers. His oversized t-shirt falls to your mid-thigh, paired with his basketball shorts, your feet protected from the cool floor by your Ravenclaw socks.

Your movements are deliberate, your breath steadying as you take the fidget cube in one hand and tiptoe toward the door. You glance back at Minho one last time, his chest rising and falling with even breaths, before quietly pulling the door shut behind you.

The hallway is dark, save for the faint glow of a nightlight someone left plugged in near the stairs. You pad quietly toward the kitchen, the familiar creaks of the floorboards grounding you as you move. When you reach the kitchen, the faint hum of the refrigerator greets you, a soothing backdrop to the clicking of the fidget cube in your hands.

You set a mug on the counter, pulling the kettle from its base and filling it with water. You flick it on, the soft whoosh of heat filling the space as you reach for the box of chamomile tea. Your hands tremble slightly as you unwrap the tea bag and drop it into the mug, but the repetitive motion of brewing steadies you. By the time the kettle clicks off, your breathing has evened, the warmth of the mug in your hands a comforting anchor.

As you turn toward the stairs, the faint glow from the living room catches your attention. Curious, you step closer and peek in. Felix is sprawled on the couch, one leg hanging over the edge as he leans forward, a controller in his hands. The faint sounds of gunfire and the hum of voices filter through his headset, blending into the quiet of the house.

He glances up as you approach, his face lighting up in recognition. He pulls off his headset, pausing the game. “Hey,” he greets, his voice soft but warm. “Couldn’t sleep?”

“Not really.”

Felix pats the cushion beside him. “Come sit. I’ve got tea if you want more.”

You smile faintly, lifting your own mug in response. “Already covered.”

“Smart girl,” he says with a grin. “Come on, sit down anyway. Let me ruin your night with my terrible gaming.”

His easy humour coaxes a small smile out of you as you settle onto the couch, tucking your legs underneath you. Felix leans back, draping one arm over the back of the couch, his posture casual but his gaze attentive. He studies you for a moment as you sip your tea, the faint steam rising in soft curls around your face.

“Couldn’t sleep, huh?”

You shake your head, your gaze falling to the fidget cube in your lap. “No, just too much on my mind.”

Felix nods, his tone light but knowing. “You’ve been like this a lot lately. Wanna talk about it?”

You hesitate, your fingers fidgeting more rapidly with the cube. “It’s nothing. Just... stuff.”

“Uh-huh.” Felix raises a brow, his voice softening further. “Does this ‘stuff’ happen to involve a certain professor’s assistant?”

Your hands freeze, the cube stilling in your lap for just a second before your fingers start moving again. You don’t look at him, focusing instead on the swirling tea in your mug.

Felix leans forward slightly, his expression calm but serious. “Hey, no pressure. I just want to help. Whatever it is, you can tell me.”

The words fall out before you can stop them, quiet and trembling. “He… he said something.”

Felix doesn’t move, doesn’t react, his gaze holding yours. “Okay,” he says softly, his voice encouraging. “What did he say?”

You bite your lip, your grip tightening on the cube. The words catch in your throat before you force them out. “He said if I- if I fucked him, he’d make sure I passed all my assignments.”

The confession hangs heavy in the air, the silence that follows almost deafening. You feel your chest tighten, your breathing uneven as you clutch the cube harder. “I didn’t know what to do,” you continue, your voice breaking. “I just- I left. I haven’t gone back to class since.”

Felix exhales slowly, his hand reaching out to rest lightly on your knee. His voice is calm, steady, but there’s an undercurrent of quiet anger. “That’s a lot. I’m so sorry you had to deal with that. That’s so fucked up.”

Tears sting at the corners of your eyes, your grip trembling. “I felt so stupid. Like, I should’ve said something, but I just froze.”

“Hey,” Felix says firmly, leaning closer. “Stop that right now. None of this is your fault. That guy’s a fucking creep, and you did the smartest thing you could’ve done. You got out of there. That’s not stupid.”

His words make your chest ache, the tears spilling over despite your best efforts to hold them back. “I keep thinking, what if I see him? What if he’s in the hallway? I can’t even think about going back. I just-”

Felix cuts you off gently, his hand squeezing your knee. “You’re safe, okay? He can’t touch you here. And you’ve got Minho, Jisung, me, the whole fucking house. No one’s letting him near you.”

You sniffle, your breathing uneven as you lean into his words. Felix moves closer, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you into his side. His other hand rubs slow, comforting circles on your back.

“We’ll figure this out, alright?” he murmurs. “No one’s gonna make you do anything you don’t want to. And that guy? He’s gonna regret ever saying that to you. Trust me.”

A weak laugh escapes you, shaky but real, and Felix grins faintly, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “There she is,” he says warmly. “Now, let’s finish that tea and get you back to bed. You deserve some rest.”

The late morning sun streams softly through the blinds in Minho’s room, painting the bed in streaks of pale light. The golden glow highlights the tousled strands of your hair spilling across the pillow, the curve of your shoulder peeking out from under the blanket.

You’re curled up, your body angled slightly toward the spot where Minho had been lying just a little while ago. Your breathing is steady but shallow. Not quite the deep rhythm of restful sleep.

Minho stands by the door, his hand resting lightly on the frame as he watches you for a moment. His sharp eyes take in the faint crease in your brow, the way your body shifts under the blankets as if even unconscious, you’re searching for some comfort.

He doesn’t need to ask if you slept badly. It’s written all over you, in the faint shadows under your eyes and the restless energy still clinging to you.

With a quiet sigh, he steps into the hallway, pulling the door closed behind him with deliberate care. The faint click echoes softly in the stillness as he heads toward the kitchen, his mind already turning over what he can do to make your morning better.

In the kitchen, Minho moves with his usual precision. He grabs your favourite mug that he bought for you, the Corpse Bride one with the chipped handle you refuse to replace, and sets it on the counter beside his black cat mug.

As he measures out the coffee grounds, the rhythmic clink of the scoop against the machine’s edge fills the room. The aroma of fresh coffee begins to waft through the air as the machine hums to life, steam curling upward.

The sound of footsteps on the stairs pulls his attention. He glances over his shoulder to see Felix padding into the kitchen, barefoot and dressed in a loose hoodie and sweatpants. His hair is a little tousled, and there’s a slight pink tint to his cheeks, the telltale sign of someone who’s been awake for a while but not quite ready to face the day.

“Morning,” Felix says, his voice soft as he heads for the fridge. “You’re up early. Y/N still out?”

“Trying to sleep,” Minho replies, grabbing the creamer from the counter. “Didn’t have a great night, though.”

Felix pauses mid-reach, the fridge door cracked open, and turns to look at him. “Yeah, about that.” He closes the fridge door, leaning against it with crossed arms. “I know what happened.”

Minho freezes, his hand hovering over your mug, the creamer unopened. His head turns slightly, his expression carefully neutral. “When did she tell you?”

Felix’s gaze doesn’t waver. “Last night. She couldn’t sleep, came downstairs to make tea. We talked.”

Minho places the creamer down slowly, turning to fully face Felix. “What did she say?”

Felix exhales softly, his fingers drumming against his forearm. “She told me what that assistant said. Jae.” He pauses, watching Minho’s reaction. “He propositioned her. Said if she slept with him, he’d make sure she passed all her assignments.”

The silence that follows is heavy. Minho’s shoulders tense, his fingers curling into a loose fist before he forces them to relax. He doesn’t speak immediately, instead turning back to the counter. He picks up the creamer, pouring it into your mug with a steady hand as if the ritual of making coffee can anchor him.

“She told you that?” he asks finally, his voice low.

Felix nods, stepping closer to the counter. “Yeah. She was shaking when she said it. Sniffling, trying to hold it together. I didn’t push her. It just came out.”

Minho sets the creamer down again, reaching for the pumpkin spice syrup you love. He adds a careful amount to your mug, stirring it slowly with a spoon. The metallic clink against the ceramic is the only sound in the room for a few beats. When he finally speaks, his voice is tight but calm. “Are you going to tell her you told me?”

Felix studies him for a moment, noting the way Minho’s knuckles tighten slightly around the spoon before he sets it down. “Are you going to tell her that you know?”

“Not yet,” Minho says, his voice softening. “Once I've dealt with it, then I will. If I tell her before she might spiral”

Felix leans against the counter, his expression contemplative. “You’re scarily good at this boyfriend thing.”

“Practice,” Minho mutters, grabbing a napkin to wipe the rim of the mug. He looks up then, meeting Felix’s gaze. “Let me guess. You’re wondering if I’m planning to fight him.”

Felix raises an eyebrow, smirking faintly. “No, I’m assuming you’re planning to fight him.”

A humourless smile tugs at Minho’s lips. “I’m not going to fight him. Not yet. I’m going to have a quiet, friendly conversation with him. He’s going to quit, and when he does, I’ll tell her.”

“And his nose?” Felix asks, his voice light but his eyes sharp.

Minho’s smile turns cold, his tone conversational. “Oh, his nose is absolutely getting broken. A little incentive to stay away.”

Felix’s grin widens slightly, though his eyes remain dark. “Good. She’s been holding it in, Min. She’s worried, maybe her anxiety’s making her think you’ll blame her or something, but it’s really weighing on her.”

Minho exhales through his nose, his fingers tightening slightly around the handle of your mug. “I see it,” he admits quietly. “The way she smiles, but it doesn’t reach her eyes. The way she keeps saying she’s fine, even when she’s not.” He pauses, his voice softening further. “She carries too much. Always trying to be invisible, not to bother anyone.”

Felix tilts his head, his expression thoughtful. “She’s just like Jisung, you know? Same anxious brain. Same need to please everyone. You’re basically dating the female version of him.”

Minho lets out a quiet laugh, shaking his head as he picks up the mug. “Thanks for that image. Really needed it.”

Felix smirks, crossing his arms again. “You’ve got this, though. Just be careful. Don’t make her feel like she’s not in control.”

“I know,” Minho says, his tone firm. “Thanks for telling me. I’ve got her.”

Felix watches him leave, his smirk softening into something more genuine. “I know you do,” he murmurs, the kitchen falling quiet again.

The journalism lecture hall empties slowly, students filing out with the shuffle of papers and muted conversations that fade into the hallway. The sound of the last student’s footsteps echoes faintly, the large room gradually falling into silence. Outside, Minho leans against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, his face impassive but his eyes sharp and dangerous.

A few students glance at him curiously as they leave, their expressions ranging from confused to wary, but he doesn’t acknowledge them. His focus is fixed entirely on the room and the man still inside it. As the door swings shut behind the last student, the faint click marks the beginning of what Minho has come to do.

Straightening, he steps inside with deliberate, measured strides, the sound of his boots on the polished floor echoing faintly in the quiet. The atmosphere in the lecture hall shifts immediately, the air thickening as if sensing the weight of his presence.

At the front of the room, Jae is bent over his desk, sorting through a stack of papers with a distracted expression. The sound of Minho’s approach draws his attention, and he looks up, his face neutral at first. But when he sees Minho, his brows furrow slightly, confusion flickering across his features.

“Can I help you?”

Minho doesn’t answer immediately. He stops a few feet from Jae’s desk, his stance casual but his eyes locked on Jae’s with a piercing intensity. He tilts his head slightly, his expression unreadable. “Jae, right? The professor’s assistant?”

Jae straightens slightly, frowning. “Yeah, that’s me. I don’t think I’ve seen you in the class. Are you-”

“Oh, I’m not in the class,” Minho interrupts smoothly, his voice cold and edged with quiet steel. “My girlfriend is, though. Y/N. The one you tried to blackmail into fucking you for a passing grade.”

Jae’s face drains of colour instantly, the papers in his hands falling to the desk with a soft rustle. His mouth opens and closes a few times, like a fish gasping for air. “I- I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he stammers, his voice faltering.

“Don’t,” Minho cuts in sharply, his tone dropping into something lethal. “Lie to me.”

Jae swallows hard, his hands twitching as they grip the edge of the desk. The flicker of panic in his eyes is unmistakable, but Minho’s unrelenting gaze holds him in place. After a tense beat, Minho jerks his chin toward the chair behind the desk.

“Me and you are gonna have a little talk,” he says, his voice steady but cold enough to freeze the air between them. “So sit down. Now.”

Jae hesitates, his eyes darting toward the door as though calculating his chances of escape. Minho doesn’t miss the movement. He takes a single step closer and slams his hand down on the desk with enough force to send the papers scattering to the floor.

“I said. Sit. The. Fuck. Down.”

The command sends a visible jolt through Jae, who stumbles backwards before nearly tripping into the chair. He sinks into it hastily, his movements frantic and uncoordinated, and looks up at Minho with wide, trembling eyes.

Minho’s hand lashes out suddenly, gripping the back of Jae’s head before slamming his face down against the desk with a sickening thud. The impact sends a burst of blood streaming from Jae’s nose, and he lets out a muffled cry of pain, his hands scrambling to push himself upright.

Before he can make another sound, Minho clamps a hand over his mouth, silencing him. “That,” Minho says evenly, his voice steady but laced with venom, “is for terrifying my girlfriend.”

Jae’s muffled whimpers grow louder, his tears mingling with the blood dripping onto the desk. Minho leans closer, his grip on Jae’s head tightening as his voice drops into a cold whisper.

“Here’s what’s going to happen. You will quit as the professor’s assistant, and you will tell the professor exactly what you did. Every girl you’ve tried this shit with. Every word you said to Y/N. Because if you don’t, I swear to fucking God, you’ll never walk again. Are we clear?”

Jae nods frantically, his head jerking up and down against Minho’s hand as tears stream down his face. Minho’s eyes narrow as he grabs Jae’s nose, twisting it sharply enough to draw another strangled cry of pain.

“Words, asshole,” Minho sneers, his voice cutting through Jae’s sobs like a blade.

“Yes!” Jae blurts, his voice trembling with desperation. “I’ll quit! I’ll tell him! I swear!”

Minho releases his grip abruptly, stepping back slightly as he watches Jae clutch his nose with trembling hands. Blood streams between Jae’s fingers, staining his shirt and dripping onto the papers scattered across the desk. Minho tilts his head, his expression unreadable as he studies the pitiful sight in front of him.

“Why her?” Minho asks suddenly, his voice quiet but cutting. “Because she’s quiet? Because she’s anxious? Is that why you thought you could pull this shit with her? Thought she'd be too scared to tell anyone?”

Jae doesn’t respond, but the panicked look in his eyes gives Minho all the confirmation he needs. Without warning, Minho slams Jae’s face against the desk again, the impact louder this time. Jae cries out, his voice muffled as blood pools on the desk beneath him.

“You made a mistake,” Minho says evenly, his tone almost conversational. “Because you upset her. And you know what happens when people upset my girlfriend?”

Jae whimpers, his body trembling as he clutches the edge of the desk.

Minho leans closer, his voice dropping into a cold whisper. “When people upset her? Make her scared to go to class? Take advantage of their authority over her? I get pissed off. And when I get pissed off-” He trails off, gesturing to Jae’s bloodied face with a small, humourless smirk. “Well, let's just say this is me holding back.”

Jae sobs openly now, his hands shaking as he tries to stem the flow of blood. Minho tilts his head slightly, his gaze dark and unrelenting.

“You will never talk to her again,” he says, his voice quiet but resolute. “You won’t look at her, you won’t breathe near her. Because if you do, I won’t stop here. I’ll find Chan, Changbin, and Jisung. And trust me, they’ll be far less forgiving than I’ve been. The whole fucking frat house will come for you"

Jae lets out a strangled squeak, shaking his head frantically as Minho straightens. “And just so you know,” Minho adds, his tone turning icy, “the only reason you’re walking out of here today is because my girlfriend is too soft-hearted to want you hurt. But me? I don’t have that problem.”

Without waiting for a response, Minho wipes his hands on his jeans as if brushing off dirt, his movements calm and deliberate. He doesn’t spare Jae another glance as he turns on his heel and walks out of the lecture hall, the door swinging shut behind him with a decisive click.

The room falls silent again, save for Jae’s ragged breathing and muffled sobs, his blood pooling on the desk beneath him as he clutches his broken nose.

Minho steps into his room at the frat house, closing the door behind him with deliberate quiet. The air inside is warm and familiar, filled with the soft scent of lavender from the diffuser you insisted he get. You’re completely buried beneath his blankets, only a few strands of your hair spilling out over the pillow giving away your position.

He pauses in the doorway, leaning against the frame as he watches you. The anger that had been burning hot in his chest earlier is still there, but now it simmers, dulled by the sight of you curled up and peaceful, your breathing steady and rhythmic. He exhales softly, letting the tension in his shoulders ease just slightly.

Walking over, he crouches by the bed, his movements careful and precise. His hand reaches out, brushing a stray strand of hair away from your face. His fingers linger there for a moment, his touch soft.

“Come on, baby,” he murmurs, his voice low and warm. “I need to talk to you. Then you can go back to sleep.”

You stir slightly, your body shifting under the blankets. Your eyes flutter open, hazy with sleep, and you blink at him, your face scrunching up in that familiar way he finds so endearing. “Min?” you mumble, rubbing at your eyes with the heels of your hands.

“Yeah, sweetheart. It’s me,” he says gently. “Sit up for me, okay? Just for a little bit.”

You groan softly, a sleepy protest, but you push yourself up, the blankets pooling around your waist as you sit. Your hair is a mess, a halo of stray strands framing your face, and your cheeks are puffy from sleep. Despite everything, Minho thinks you look impossibly adorable.

“What’s going on?” you ask, your voice still heavy with sleep.

Minho moves to sit on the edge of the bed, his expression serious but calm. He’s careful as he speaks, watching your reaction. “I spoke to Jae today,” he begins. “He told me what he did.”

The sleepiness in your eyes vanishes instantly, replaced by something sharp and anxious. You stiffen, your body going still. “Did you hurt him?”

Minho tilts his head, his lips quirking into the faintest smirk. “I only broke his nose a little bit.”

Your eyes widen slightly, and for a moment, you seem caught between shock and something else. Maybe relief, maybe disbelief.

“He’s going to tell the professor what he did to you,” Minho continues, “and to any other girls he tried to pull this shit with. Your assignments will probably get regraded, and you’ll finally get the marks you deserve.”

You nod again, but you still won’t meet his eyes. Instead, your fingers find a loose thread on the blanket, picking at it restlessly. Minho watches you for a moment, his heart tightening in his chest. He stands briefly to grab your silicone pop-it from the desk, then sits back down and places it gently in your hands.

“Here,” he says softly. “Talk to me, sweetheart.”

You hesitate, your fingers moving over the pop-it’s silicone bubbles in a steady rhythm. The soft popping sound fills the quiet, and your breathing begins to steady as you focus on the motion. Finally, you speak, your voice barely above a whisper.

“I just- I felt gross,” you say, the words trembling. “I tried so hard on those assignments, Min. I put everything I had into them, and he didn’t even see that. He didn’t see my work. All he saw was my body.”

Your hands tighten around the pop-it, your fingers pressing harder against the bubbles. The sound feels louder now, punctuating the silence. “I didn’t even feel like a person,” you continue, your voice breaking slightly. “I felt like an object. Like that’s all I was to him. My intelligence didn’t matter. My hard work didn’t matter. All that mattered was if I’d fuck him to pass.”

Minho’s jaw tightens, but he doesn’t interrupt. His gaze stays fixed on you, his hands clenched into loose fists in his lap as he fights the urge to let his anger show. This isn’t about him, it’s about you, and he needs to let you say everything you need to.

Your voice drops even lower, trembling with emotion. “And I don’t know, I thought maybe you’d think less of me. Which is stupid, I know, but-”

“It’s not stupid,” Minho interrupts gently, his tone firm but kind. “Baby, you have anxiety. I know you know I’d never think less of you, but that doesn’t mean it’s easy for your brain to believe it. That’s not your fault.”

Your breath catches, and for a moment, you seem frozen. Then Minho shifts closer, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you against his chest. His hand rubs soothing circles on your back as you continue fidgeting with the pop-it, the steady rhythm grounding you.

“I’m proud of you, you know that?” he murmurs, his voice soft. “It must’ve been so hard, keeping all that in. But you’re here, baby. You got through it.”

You hesitate for a beat, then admit quietly, “I told Felix.”

Minho keeps his expression neutral, pretending he doesn’t already know. “You did?”

You nod against his chest. “Yeah. He was so nice about it. He didn’t get mad, just comforted me.”

Minho smiles faintly, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “That was really brave of you, sweetheart. My brave girl. How did I get so lucky?”

You pull back slightly, your lips quirking into the tiniest of smiles. “You calmed me down at that awards night,” you say, your voice soft. “Told me I was beautiful. Jisung set me up on a date with Felix because he thought you’d just fuck me around, and then you showed up at my apartment after the date, and, well, now here we are.”

Minho chuckles, shaking his head. “Ah, yes. That’s how I got so lucky. I was so fucking pissed at Jisung for that, you know.”

You laugh softly, the sound quiet but genuine. “I remember. Jisung caught us kissing that night in my apartment, and he was so mad.”

Minho smirks, leaning closer. “And then you locked him in the living room so we could have sex in your room.”

Your giggle grows louder, and Minho grins, brushing a thumb over your cheek. “There she is,” he murmurs, his voice full of affection.

Minho shifts slightly, his weight sinking into the bed as he tilts your chin up with gentle fingers, guiding your gaze to meet his. His thumb brushes lightly over your jawline, the motion soothing, almost absentminded, as if his hand belongs there and nowhere else.

“Baby,” he starts, his voice low but steady, every word deliberate. “I need you to know something.”

You swallow hard, your hands pausing their rhythmic popping on the silicone toy in your lap. His tone is so certain, so resolute, that it demands your full attention. His thumb moves again, a tender stroke against your skin that feels grounding.

“I will never think less of you for anything,” he continues, his gaze boring into yours. “Not for your anxiety, not for being scared of something, none of it. Okay?”

Your throat tightens, and you try to blink back the sting in your eyes, but it’s no use. A tear slips out, trailing silently down your cheek. Minho’s hand moves immediately, his thumb brushing the tear away as if he’s wiping away more than just a drop of salt water, like he’s trying to erase the weight of your fears entirely.

“That shit doesn’t make you weak,” he says, his voice soft but fierce. “And it sure as hell doesn’t make me love you any less.”

You nod silently, your throat too tight to speak, but your eyes stay locked on his. He doesn’t look away, doesn’t rush you to respond. He just stays there, his hand cradling your cheek like you’re the most fragile, precious thing in the world.

Minho shifts closer, his voice dropping even lower, softer but no less firm. “I’m not gonna hold it against you for having fears or for assuming what I might feel. I get it, baby. Your brain runs a million miles a minute sometimes, and that’s okay. But all I ask-” He pauses, his thumb tracing slow circles on your cheek. “is that you ask me how I feel, okay? Could you do that for me, my silly girl?”

You nod again, finally finding your voice, though it’s small and trembling. “I’ll try.”

“That’s all I need,” he murmurs, his lips curving into a faint, reassuring smile. His hand lingers on your cheek for a moment longer before he lets it drop, resting it lightly on your knee. “That’s all I’ll ever ask.”

You look down at the pop-it in your lap, your fingers resuming their soft, steady movements over the silicone bubbles. The gentle popping sound fills the quiet space between you, grounding you as you process his words. You take a deep, shaky breath, letting it out slowly, and when you glance back up at him, there’s a faint hint of playfulness in your tone.

“Did he cry?” you ask tentatively, a tiny smile tugging at the corner of your lips.

Minho’s smirk is instant and smug, his brows lifting slightly. “I think he might have pissed himself a little.”

The laugh bubbles out of you before you can stop it, light and genuine. It catches you off guard, and the sound feels foreign after so much tension, but it’s freeing. Minho’s grin widens, clearly pleased with himself.

“I’m serious,” he says, his tone teasing but proud. “I’m scary.”

You giggle again, shaking your head. “I know. My scary guard dog.”

“Damn fucking straight,” Minho replies, puffing his chest out slightly in mock bravado. “Returning your food when the order’s wrong, fighting off creeps who think they have a chance with you, taking back tops when they’re the wrong size. I’ve got this shit down to a fine art. Honestly, Hyunjin should be jealous. I could pass his art history major for him, I’m that good. And let’s not forget, I’ve got better hair.”

You snort. “I don’t know about that,” you say, raising an eyebrow playfully. “Hyunjin’s hair is pretty majestic.”

Minho gasps dramatically, clutching his chest like you’ve just delivered a mortal wound. “Okay, fine,” he concedes with exaggerated flair. “Hyunjin’s hair is like a fucking Renaissance painting. But I’m prettier, right?”

You tilt your head, pretending to consider it, and Minho narrows his eyes at you in mock suspicion. “Well,” you draw out, your lips twitching. “You’re sexier. And scarier.”

Minho’s smirk returns in full force, his eyes gleaming with triumph. “Damn right, I am.”

You laugh again, this time louder, freer, the sound filling the room with a warmth that hadn’t been there before. Minho leans forward, his hand coming up to gently tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear. His fingers linger there, brushing lightly against your cheek as he presses a kiss to your forehead. His lips are warm and firm, lingering just long enough to feel like a promise.

When he pulls back, his expression softens, the smugness melting into something gentler. “That’s my girl,” he murmurs, his voice low and full of affection. “I knew you had good taste.”

“I guess I do,” you reply quietly, your tone playful but sincere.

Minho leans back slightly, his hand sliding down to rest over yours. His fingers lace through yours easily, the pop-it still cradled in your other hand. For a moment, neither of you speaks, the silence between you filled only with the rhythmic popping of the toy and the soft hum of the world outside the window.

Then, Minho breaks the silence, his tone turning light again. “You know,” he says, his eyes narrowing playfully, “Jisung owes me a massive apology. For that date setup with Felix. Biggest cockblock of my life.”

You shake your head, your smile lingering as you glance down at your intertwined hands. The warmth of his touch, the steadiness of his presence, it feels like a lifeline, pulling you back to a place of safety.

“Thank you,” you say softly, your voice almost a whisper. “For everything. For being here. For listening.”

Minho squeezes your hand gently, his expression softening again. “Always, baby. You don’t have to thank me for that. It’s just what I do.”

The sincerity in his voice makes your chest ache, but this time it’s not from sadness. It’s from the overwhelming relief of knowing you’re not alone, of having someone who sees all of you, the messy, complicated parts, and chooses to stay anyway.

Minho shifts closer again, his forehead resting against yours, his dark eyes gazing into yours with an intensity that makes your breath hitch. “You’re mine,” he murmurs, the words a quiet vow. “And I protect what’s mine. Always.”

The evening air carries a crisp coolness, just enough to brush against your skin but not bite. The streets are alive with the hum of student life, clusters of laughter and chatter spill out of bars and restaurants, mixing with the occasional sound of a passing car. You walk arm-in-arm with Jisung, his boundless energy an anchor in the buzz of activity.

Your black leather flares swish with each step, the soft click of your black heeled boots echoing against the concrete. The strapless white tube top you’re wearing fits snugly, accentuating your silhouette, and the small white purse hanging from your shoulder ties the outfit together.

Jisung looks as effortlessly cool as ever. His black cargo trousers and white sneakers give him a laid-back edge, and the Eminem t-shirt beneath his black zip-up hoodie looks perfectly lived-in. His beanie is pulled low over his messy hair, the soft fabric framing his expressive face, while the silver chain around his neck catches the glow of the streetlights as he gestures animatedly. His free hand flails as he sidesteps a group of loud, tipsy students, pulling you closer to him.

“We’re two pretty best friends,” he announces suddenly, his voice brimming with exaggerated pride.

You laugh, leaning into his arm as your smile stretches wide. “We even have matching mental illnesses.”

“Exactly!” Jisung cheers, throwing his free hand up like he’s proclaiming your shared anxiety as a badge of honour. “Anxiety crew, represent!”

His exuberance draws a few amused glances from passersby, but you don’t care. His humour, his ease, it’s exactly what you need to shake off the heaviness of the week.

You tilt your head, glancing down at his outfit as you ask, “How come we’re all in black and white? Did you guys plan this?”

Jisung groans dramatically, his entire body exaggerating the motion as he throws his head back. “Hyunjin insisted,” he says, his tone dripping with faux exasperation. “Something about ‘aesthetic cohesion’ and ‘timeless elegance.’”

Your laugh bubbles up before you can stop it, the sound mixing with the steady rhythm of your boots clicking against the sidewalk. “That man loves a theme.”

“Loves it way too much,” Jisung mutters, though there’s no real bite in his tone. “You should’ve seen him lecturing Changbin about matching his belt to his shoes. Nearly gave the man an existential crisis.”

The two of you laugh together, the sound easy and light as you approach the bar. The familiar neon sign above the entrance glows a vibrant blue, its light spilling out onto the sidewalk. The steady thump of bass pulses from inside, vibrating faintly through the pavement, and the warm buzz of voices filters through the open doorway. Jisung holds the door open with an exaggerated flourish, bowing slightly as he gestures for you to enter.

The bar wraps around you in a wave of sound and warmth. The chatter of patrons, the clink of glasses, and the faint, rhythmic beat of music from the speakers create a lively symphony. The air smells faintly of citrus and beer, mingling with the aroma of wood from the polished tables and bar counter.

Your eyes scan the room, searching through the sea of faces until they land on a familiar booth near the back. It’s packed with your group. Chan, Minho, Changbin, Hyunjin, Felix, Seungmin, and Jeongin are crammed together, their laughter carrying even over the din of the bar.

Drinks sit scattered across the table, condensation pooling around the bases of the glasses as everyone gestures animatedly, their hands cutting through the air in exaggerated motions as they talk.

Minho spots you first. His dark eyes light up immediately, and a slow, easy grin spreads across his face. His gaze locks on yours, his expression softening with something unspoken but undeniable.

Felix notices the shift in Minho’s face and nudges Changbin, who slides over to make room in the booth. Felix stands, waving enthusiastically, his signature bright smile beaming at you across the room.

“There’s our power duo!” Felix calls out, his voice carrying above the din.

You and Jisung weave through the crowd, dodging chairs and bodies with ease. When you finally reach the booth, Felix steps aside, his grin widening as he gestures toward the newly cleared space. “Ladies and gentlemen, the anxiety icons have arrived.”

You laugh as you slide into the booth beside Minho, with Jisung quickly claiming the space on your other side. The moment you’re settled, Minho’s arm drapes over your shoulders in a fluid motion, pulling you into his side. The warmth of his body against yours is immediate, his woodsy cologne wrapping around you like a cocoon.

“Hi,” you murmur, resting your head lightly against his shoulder. The noise of the bar fades slightly, muffled by the closeness of him.

“Hi, baby,” he replies, his voice low and smooth, the words sending a ripple of comfort through you. He slides a drink across the table toward you, a strawberry daiquiri with a tiny paper umbrella perched delicately on the rim.

You can’t help the smile that spreads across your face as you pick up the glass, the condensation cool against your fingers. You take a sip, the sweet tang of strawberries washing over your tongue, and you hum in satisfaction. “You know me too well.”

Minho smirks, his dark eyes glinting with amusement as he presses a quick kiss to your temple. “Only the best for my girl.”

The conversation around the table continues, bursts of laughter and teasing filling the booth as the rest of the group dives into their drinks. Chan and Hyunjin are deep in a debate about the best way to pour a draft beer, their hands miming the action with exaggerated gestures. Jeongin and Seungmin watch with amused expressions, occasionally throwing in dry commentary that makes Changbin nearly choke on his drink.

But Minho’s attention never wavers from you. His fingers absentmindedly play with a strand of your hair, twirling it gently before letting it fall back into place.

His other hand rests on the table and you reach over, your fingers brushing against his as you begin to fidget with the cool metal bands. The motion is familiar, calming, and Minho’s lips twitch into a small smile at the gesture.

“You look beautiful,” he murmurs, his voice just loud enough for you to hear over the noise of the bar.

Your cheeks warm at the compliment, but you smile, your fingers still toying with his rings. “You’re biased.”

“Damn right, I am,” he replies without hesitation, his grin widening. “Doesn’t make it any less true.”

You glance up at him, your smile softening as your eyes meet his. His arm tightens around your shoulders slightly, pulling you closer to his side.

Jisung’s voice cuts through the quiet bubble around you, pulling your attention back to the group. “Hey, are we playing darts or what? I’m ready to kick Changbin’s ass.”

“You couldn’t hit the board last time,” Changbin fires back, his grin mischievous.

“Details,” Jisung retorts, waving a dismissive hand. “This time, I’m fueled by friendship and alcohol.”

The group bursts into laughter, and Minho chuckles softly, his hand brushing over your shoulder. “You wanna play, baby?”

You shake your head, still nestled against him. “I think I’ll sit this one out. I’m pretty comfortable right here.”

Minho’s smirk returns, his voice dropping just slightly as he murmurs, “Can’t blame you. I’m an excellent pillow.”

“Don’t let it go to your head,” you tease, though the fondness in your tone gives you away.

He leans closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers, “Too late.”

The sound of the group heading toward the dartboards fills the booth, leaving you and Minho alone for a rare moment. His fingers brush against your jaw, tilting your face toward his, and his dark eyes search yours with a quiet intensity.

“I mean it,” he says softly, his tone earnest. “You’re stunning.”

Your heart flutters, and for a moment, you forget the noise of the bar entirely. “Thank you,” you whisper, your voice almost lost in the hum of the room.

Minho smiles, leaning in to press a lingering kiss to your lips which you happily reciprocate. When he pulls back, his smirk returns, lighter now but no less confident.

“That’s my girl,” he murmurs, his voice filled with affection. “Always the prettiest one in the room.”

The booth is alive with laughter, the warm glow of the bar's hanging lights casting everyone in soft hues of gold and amber. Drinks clink together as stories flow freely, the kind of energy that only exists when you’re surrounded by the people you trust most.

Felix is mid-story, his hands gesturing animatedly as he recounts one of Hyunjin’s failed attempts at “artistic photography.” Even Hyunjin can’t hold back his laughter as Felix mimics his exaggerated poses, their voices blending into the hum of the crowded bar.

You’re nestled against Minho’s side, his arm draped protectively over your shoulders, anchoring you in the lively chaos. His thumb rubs slow, absentminded circles against your upper arm, grounding you as your fingers toy with the cool metal of his rings. The weight of his presence, the steady rhythm of his breathing, is a constant comfort.

But then, cutting through the warmth of the moment like a shard of ice, comes the sound of loud, grating laughter. It’s obnoxious and overblown, the kind of noise that demands attention whether you want to give it or not. The entire booth turns instinctively toward the sound, and the moment your eyes land on the source, your stomach plummets.

Jae.

He’s standing near the bar with a group of equally rowdy friends, all of them leaning against each other and laughing too loudly, their voices slurred with the unmistakable edge of too much alcohol. His presence feels like a punch to the gut, and you freeze, your fingers stilling against Minho’s rings.

Felix notices immediately. His laughter cuts off mid-sentence, and his usual bright smile dims into something tight and unreadable. Minho, however, doesn’t even try to mask his reaction. His arm tightens around you, and his dark eyes narrow as they lock onto Jae with a sharpness that could cut through steel.

“Min,” you murmur, your voice barely audible over the din of the bar. “Just enjoy the night, okay? Please?”

Minho’s jaw tenses, the muscle ticking as he takes a slow, deliberate breath. He doesn’t respond immediately, and you can feel the controlled anger radiating off him in waves. Before he can say anything, Jae’s voice cuts through the air like nails on a chalkboard.

“There she is!” he shouts, pointing at you, his words slurred but still sharp enough to carry across the bar. “The little slut that ruined my life!”

The world tilts slightly, your vision narrowing as the words hit you like a slap. The booth goes completely silent. The laughter and easy chatter are gone, replaced by a thick, oppressive stillness.

Jae stumbles forward slightly, his friends egging him on with jeers and smirks. “The one who has to send her big, bad football player boyfriend to save the day!” he sneers, his tone dripping with mockery.

Minho stiffens beside you, his grip on your shoulder tightening. His voice, when he speaks, is eerily calm, a quiet storm brewing just beneath the surface. “He’s dead,” he says simply, his tone flat.

Felix doesn’t hesitate. He pushes his drink aside, his movements deliberate as he rises to his feet. “Yup.”

Jae isn’t done, his voice rising above the ambient noise of the bar as he continues his tirade. “She just couldn’t keep her mouth shut or spread her legs! Too pious to fuck me for a better grade, and now look where it’s gotten me.”

The laughter from Jae’s group is harsh and grating, echoing across the room like a bad joke no one asked to hear. The implications of his words click into place for everyone at the booth.

Chan’s usually calm, composed demeanour cracks, his expression hardening into something cold and unyielding. Hyunjin’s jaw drops, disbelief and anger flashing across his face. Changbin’s hand clenches into a fist against the table, his knuckles whitening.

Jeongin and Seungmin's faces go as cold as ice and Jisung, seated beside you, vibrates with barely contained fury, his sharp gaze darting between you and Jae.

“Motherfucker,” Jisung mutters, his voice low but brimming with rage.

Minho doesn’t wait for Jae to speak again. He hops over the table in one fluid motion, his movements calm but with a predatory edge that makes the air feel heavier. Felix follows immediately, his expression grim, and Jisung is right on their heels, his hands already clenched into fists.

Chan curses under his breath, pushing his chair back as he stands. “This is about to turn into a fucking bar brawl,” he mutters, glancing at Seungmin. “Stay with Y/N.”

Seungmin nods, his expression unreadable as he shifts closer to you, sliding into the space Minho just vacated. The others follow the trio, their expressions a mix of anger and determination.

You sit frozen, your fingers trembling as they grip the edges of your purse. The familiar weight of your fidget cube presses against your palm, and you pull it out with shaky hands. The soft clicks and rotations offer a small measure of comfort, but your chest still feels tight, your breaths shallow and uneven.

You drain the rest of your strawberry daiquiri in one go, the sweetness doing little to settle your nerves. Without thinking, you reach for Felix’s abandoned pina colada and take a long sip, the chilled drink momentarily grounding you.

Seungmin’s arm wraps around your shoulders, his touch steady and reassuring. His presence, calm and unflinching, feels like a lifeline as you struggle to keep the panic at bay. He follows your gaze toward Jae, whose bandaged nose is a stark reminder of Minho’s earlier confrontation.

Seungmin’s lips quirk into a faint smirk. “Did Minho do that to his nose?”

You nod, your voice small as you murmur, “Yeah.”

Seungmin huffs a quiet laugh, shaking his head. “He held back.”

The comment draws a weak chuckle from you, the sound shaky but real. Seungmin’s smirk widens slightly as he gives your shoulder a gentle squeeze.

“Don’t worry,” he says, his voice dropping into a reassuring murmur. “They’ve got this. Jae doesn’t stand a fucking chance against Minho and Felix. And if the others gets involved?” He grins faintly. “Game over. I mean have you seen Chan's shoulders?"

The words settle over you like a blanket, offering a small measure of comfort. Jae leans against the bar like he owns the place, his arms crossed in mock confidence as he spots Minho approaching with the group behind him. His friends egg him on, their laughter obnoxiously loud as they slap him on the back, goading him with jeers and grins.

“Well, if it isn’t the boyfriend,” Jae sneers, his voice carrying over the bar’s thumping bass. His words are slurred, his bravado clearly fueled by the alcohol in his system. “Here to defend your little slut again?”

The temperature in the bar seems to drop. Minho stops just short of Jae, his hands hanging loose at his sides. His knuckles flex once, the tendons in his hands tightening as though preparing for action. His dark eyes bore into Jae with a calmness that’s far more dangerous than any shouting match could be.

Minho takes a slow, deliberate breath and his neck rolls lazily to one side, a quiet crack breaking through the tension. “You’ve got about three seconds,” he says, his voice low and measured, “to shut the fuck up.”

Before Jae can respond, a blur of motion cuts between them. Jisung surges forward, his fist swinging with everything he has. The impact lands square on Jae’s cheek, a sickening thud that reverberates through the room as Jae’s head snaps to the side. He stumbles against the bar, gripping the edge for balance.

“You fucking asshole!” Jisung snaps, shaking his hand out with a wince. “You don’t get to talk about her like that!”

Jae barely has time to recover before chaos erupts. His friends lurch forward, fists flying wildly, but Chan, Changbin, Felix, Hyunjin, Minho, and Jeongin are faster. The music fades into the background, drowned out by shouts, curses, and the sound of bodies colliding.

Felix moves with a precision that’s almost clinical, his taekwondo training evident in the sharpness of his kicks and punches. One of Jae’s friends lunges at him, but Felix sidesteps effortlessly, delivering a swift kick to the guy’s ribs that sends him sprawling.

“I always forget Felix did taekwondo for like ten years,” Seungmin mutters, his arm steady around your shoulders.

“Twelve,” you correct automatically, your voice shaky but steady as your fingers work furiously at the fidget cube in your lap. The rhythmic clicks and rotations offer a small anchor against the chaos.

Seungmin smirks faintly, sliding a forgotten glass of Sex on the Beach toward you. “Here. Looks like you need this more than Jeongin does.”

You nod, grateful, and take a long sip. The sweetness of the drink calms your nerves slightly, but your gaze remains fixed on the fight unfolding before you. Minho is a force of nature, calm, controlled, and devastatingly efficient. He moves through the fray with a predator’s grace, every punch deliberate and unrelenting.

When one of Jae’s friends tries to grab him from behind, Minho twists effortlessly, slamming an elbow into the guy’s stomach before throwing him into a nearby table.

Hyunjin and Jeongin work in tandem, their usual playful energy transformed into something almost terrifying. Hyunjin distracts one of Jae’s friends with feints and jabs, giving Jeongin the opening to sweep the guy’s legs out from under him. The two share a brief smirk before turning to face the next opponent.

Chan and Changbin are unrelenting, their punches landing with a precision that speaks to years of dealing with troublemakers. One of Jae’s friends charges at Chan, but Chan steps aside at the last moment, letting the guy crash into a table. Changbin follows up with a solid punch to the guy’s jaw, sending him crumpling to the floor.

Jae tries to regain his footing, his face twisted in rage as he lunges at Minho. But Minho is faster. He grabs Jae by the hair, yanking his head back before slamming his face against the edge of the bar. The impact is brutal, the sound of bone meeting wood audible even over the music.

“Enough!” the bartender shouts, slamming his hand on the counter. His voice cuts through the noise like a whip. “Take this shit outside, or I’m calling the cops!”

Minho straightens slowly, releasing Jae, who collapses to the floor in a heap. Blood drips from his already broken nose, staining the floor beneath him as he groans in pain.

Minho doesn’t spare him another glance, his focus shifting as he turns and walks back toward you with a calmness that’s almost eerie. His chest heaves slightly, his adrenaline still running high, but the moment his eyes meet yours, his expression softens.

He holds out his hand, his voice steady but still tinged with adrenaline. “Come on, baby.”

You set the empty glass down, your fingers trembling slightly as you slip your hand into his. His grip is warm, solid, and grounding, and the tension in your chest begins to ease. Minho helps you out of the booth, keeping you close as he leads you toward the exit. The others begin to follow, Chan calling out as they regroup.

“Let’s head back to the frat,” Chan says, his voice firm as he wipes at a smudge of blood on his knuckles.

The group murmurs their agreement, Felix throwing one last disdainful glance at Jae, who is still groaning on the floor. “Yeah, let’s go,” Felix mutters, shaking out his wrists.

As the group moves toward the door, Minho slows his pace deliberately. Just before stepping outside, he pauses, his eyes cutting down to Jae’s hand, which is splayed weakly on the floor.

Without missing a beat, Minho steps on it with all his weight. The sickening crunch of bone is faint over the music, but Jae’s howl of pain cuts through the room like a blade.

Minho doesn’t look down as he continues walking. His hand tightens slightly around yours, his focus already back on you. The cool night air greets you as you step outside, washing over your heated skin and easing some of the tension from your body. The faint hum of distant traffic mixes with the muffled bass from the bar, the world outside feeling calmer, quieter.

You glance up at Minho as the group starts making their way back toward the frat house. His arm slips around your waist, pulling you closer to his side as you walk. His presence is steady and reassuring, and for the first time since the night began, you feel like you can finally breathe.

“Feel better?” you ask quietly, your voice hesitant.

Minho smirks faintly, his dark eyes glinting in the streetlights. “Not yet,” he admits, his tone low. His arm tightens around you slightly as he adds, “But I will. Once we’re home.”

The frat house is alive with energy as the group spills inside, their voices bouncing off the walls, fueled by adrenaline and a few drinks too many. Everyone heads straight for the kitchen, where Chan takes command like a seasoned general, throwing open cabinets and yanking out bottles.

You lean against the counter, exhaling a breath you hadn’t realized you were holding. You bend down, tugging at the zippers on your heeled boots, muttering under your breath when one gets stuck.

Minho, mid-pour with a bottle of vodka in hand, glances at you. His eyes catch on the sight of your Bambi socks, the design peeking out as your boots come off. He snorts, his smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. “You’re ridiculous,” he mutters, the words laced with affection.

You look up, holding one boot in your hand as you stick your tongue out at him. “And you love it.”

“I do,” he says, shaking his head with mock exasperation as he pours pineapple juice into your glass. “Heavy on the vodka, right?”

“Always,” you reply, your lips twitching into a small smile.

Before you can settle, Jisung is suddenly in front of you, his expression unusually serious as he wraps his arms around you in a warm, slightly desperate hug. The smell of his cologne mingles with the faint scent of booze clinging to his hoodie. You melt into him, your hands clutching at the soft fabric of his hoodie as he presses his cheek against yours.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

You shrug, your face still buried in his shoulder. “I didn’t want to make it a big deal,” you mumble, the words muffled against him.

Jisung sighs, the sound heavy with frustration and concern. “It is a big deal. You’re my best friend. I’m supposed to know this shit.”

You don’t respond, your fingers tightening slightly against his shirt. The weight of the night threatens to creep back in, but the comfort of Jisung’s hug and the chatter around you keeps it at bay.

Minho slides a glass across the counter toward you, the condensation forming small droplets that glisten under the overhead lights. “Here,” Minho says, his voice soft but firm. “Drink.”

You smile faintly, your free hand reaching for the glass. The first sip is cold and sweet, the tang of pineapple cutting through the vodka, and you hum in satisfaction. Minho’s lips twitch into a satisfied smirk as he leans against the counter, watching you.

Chan, standing nearby with his arms crossed, tilts his head as he studies your face. “You alright?”

You glance at him, nodding. “Yeah. I’m okay.”

Chan uncrosses his arms, pulling you into a brief but firm side hug. His grip is strong and reassuring, and when he lets go, he places a hand on your shoulder. “Good,” he says simply. “You know this whole house has your back, right? Every one of us.”

“Yeah, I know,” you reply, your voice soft but genuine.

“Damn right we do,” Felix chimes in from the island, raising his glass of rum and coke in a toast. His grin is bright, the kind that could lighten even the darkest mood. “We need our two anxious mascots in tip-top shape.”

Jisung looks at Felix with furrowed brows. “Who’s the second one?”

Minho raises an eyebrow at him, his voice dry. “You, dumbass.”

Jisung blinks once, then twice, before nodding in agreement. “Yeah, makes sense.”

Felix’s laughter is the first to break, and the rest of the room follows, the sound rippling through the kitchen like waves. Minho pours himself a glass of whiskey and coke, the ratios leaning heavily in favour of the whiskey.

He moves behind you, his arm snaking across your chest to pull you gently back against him. The comforting weight of his presence settles over you, and you let yourself lean into him, your head resting against his chest.

“The cube helping you, baby?” he murmurs, his lips close to your ear, the low timbre of his voice sending a wave of calm through you.

You nod, your fingers clicking the toy’s buttons rhythmically. “Yeah. It’s helping.”

Jisung bounds toward the speaker in the corner, pulling out his phone with the dramatic flair of someone announcing their magnum opus. “We need music!” he declares, his fingers flying over the screen.

The opening beats of Hey Daddy by Usher fill the kitchen, the smooth rhythm instantly lightens the atmosphere.

You giggle, sipping your drink as the guys start bopping along to the music. Hyunjin pulls Felix into an impromptu dance, their movements overly dramatic as they spin and pose like they’re auditioning for a music video. Jeongin laughs so hard he nearly spills his drink, and Chan claps along, his grin wide.

Minho keeps his arm snug around you, his free hand resting lightly on your waist. His thumb traces small, lazy circles against your side, his touch grounding. He leans in closer, his voice a quiet murmur against your ear. “You always smell like mango and passion fruit.”

“It’s my shampoo, conditioner, body spray. Everything, really,” you reply with a small laugh, glancing up at him.

“I love it,” Minho says simply, his tone sincere. “And I love you.”

His lips press a kiss to the crown of your head, lingering for a moment. You smile, your fingers tightening around the glass in your hand as you tilt your head back to look at him.

“I love you too,”

Across the kitchen, Chan raises his glass, his voice cutting through the music. “Alright, let’s get super fucked up!”

“And talk about how ugly Jae and his friends are, right?” Felix adds, his grin mischievous as he looks to you for confirmation.

You nod, a sly smile tugging at your lips. “Right.”

Felix leans forward, clinking his glass against yours with a wink. “That’s what I like to hear.”

Seungmin, perched on a stool nearby, takes a sip of his drink before adding dryly, “Jae gives off major bitchless energy.”

Hyunjin nods enthusiastically, his voice light and playful. “Very demure. Very ‘I don’t get any pussy.’”

The night winds down into a comfortable haze, the once-lively frat kitchen now littered with half-empty bottles, abandoned cups, and the remnants of snacks scattered across the counters.

The music is still playing, though quieter now, and the energy in the house has shifted. Laughter is softer, conversations slower, the kind of relaxed vibe that follows a night of good drinks and better company.

Minho’s arm stays firmly around your waist, his thumb tracing lazy circles against your side. His touch is steady, grounding, a quiet promise of safety even as the chaos of the evening fizzles into a low hum. He leans down, his breath brushing against your ear as he murmurs, “Come on, baby. Let’s head upstairs.”

You nod, leaning into him for a moment before he gently guides you toward the hallway. His hand rests lightly on your back, steering you past the remnants of the night.

Jisung is sprawled across the couch in the living room, one arm draped dramatically over his face, muttering something about how Seungmin stole his drink.

Felix, meanwhile, is perched on the coffee table, dramatically belting out the chorus of whatever song is playing, much to the delight of Changbin and Hyunjin, who are egging him on.

Minho chuckles softly as he watches them, shaking his head in amusement before nudging you forward. “Come on, before they rope us into Felix’s karaoke session.”

The climb up the stairs is slower than usual, your legs a little unsteady from the drinks and the lingering adrenaline of the night. Minho keeps a firm hold on you, his hand brushing lightly against your back every few steps as though to remind you he’s there.

You step inside his room, the door clicking shut softly behind you. The room is dimly lit, the warm glow of Minho’s desk lamp casting soft, golden shadows across the walls.

Minho leans back against the door, his eyes fixed on you as you reach for the zipper of your leather flares. The tight material peels away slowly, revealing the long expanse of your legs and your white panties. You pull your top over your head revealing your strapless white bra as you toss the top onto the chair in the corner of the room.

Minho stays where he is, watching you with a look that’s equal parts admiration and hunger. His gaze roams over you, taking in every curve, every line, with a reverence that makes your cheeks warm. His voice is low and rough when he finally speaks. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

You glance at him, a faint smile tugging at your lips. “Are you just going to stand there, or are you coming to bed?”

He smirks, the corner of his mouth quirking up in that way that always makes your stomach flutter. “Demanding, aren’t we?”

“Always,” you reply, sliding under the cool blankets and settling into the soft mattress.

You watch as Minho pulls his hoodie over his head, revealing the lean lines of his torso. He tosses it aside, then shucks off his cargos with the same ease, leaving him in just his boxers.

When he joins you under the blankets, the warmth of his body seeps into yours immediately. He wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you close until your back is pressed against his chest. His chin rests lightly on the top of your head, and you sigh softly, the tension in your body melting away.

For a while, the room is quiet, the distant hum of voices and music downstairs fading into the background. Minho breaks the silence first, his voice low and steady. “I don’t think he’ll bother you again.”

You hum in agreement, your head turning slightly so you can glance up at him. “I think bouncing his head off a bar and crushing his hand might have been enough of a deterrent.”

“You think so, huh?”

“Yeah,” you reply, your lips curving into a faint smile. “I think he got the message loud and clear.”

Minho shifts slightly, propping himself up on one elbow so he can look at you properly. His dark hair falls across his forehead, and his expression softens as his fingers brush lightly against your cheek. “I’d kill for you, baby. You need to know that.”

The sincerity in his voice sends a shiver down your spine. His gaze is unwavering, his thumb tracing small circles on your cheek as he continues. “There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to keep you safe. Absolutely nothing.”

Your breath catches, your chest tightening at the weight of his words. There’s no hesitation, no doubt in his tone, and the intensity of his conviction makes your eyes sting.

You reach for his hand, your fingers brushing over the cool metal of the rings still on his fingers. The familiar motion of twisting them grounds you.

“I know,” you whisper, your voice barely audible. “I know, Min.”

He leans down, his lips brushing against yours in a kiss that’s soft but full of emotion. It’s not rushed, not hungry, it’s steady and sure, a quiet vow in the way he holds you. When he pulls back, his eyes search yours, and a faint smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth.

“Good,” he murmurs, his voice softer now. “I mean it, you know. You’re everything to me.”

You nod, your fingers still toying with his rings. “And you’re everything to me.”

The words hang in the air between you, unspoken truths finally laid bare. Minho presses a kiss to your forehead before settling back down, his arms wrapping securely around you. You rest your head against his chest, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat lulling you into a sense of peace you hadn’t felt all night.

Downstairs, the faint sound of Felix’s laughter drifts up the stairs, followed by Jisung’s voice dramatically proclaiming something about being the world’s best singer. You smile against Minho’s chest, the warmth of the moment wrapping around you like a blanket.

“Home,” you murmur, your voice heavy with sleep.

Minho’s arms tighten around you slightly, his lips brushing against your hair. “Home,” he echoes, his voice full of quiet certainty. “Right here.”

Got carried away with the word count but protective men do something to me. A week of writing and rewriting and forcing my boyfriend to proof read and it's here!

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maryymaruu · 3 months ago

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TSAC: Greetings, Three Signals! My name is Three Stars Above Clouds.

As I am sure you are aware, the integrity of the global broadcast network is decaying as time progresses. I recognize that there is a limited amount of time that we iterators have before long-distance communication becomes impossible. Thus, I have decided to make an effort to get to know my fellow iterators before I lose the chance.

Now, the primary reason for my contact: I became curious to investigate your broadcast frequency after it appeared on the long-range communications channels.

Your broadcast signature appears to match some of the data stored within my personal archives. I believe I may have recordings of some of your musical broadcasts, though I was unable to locate the source until now. I am glad to have identified their originator!

I will admit that I have only a passing familiarity with the arts; my expertise lies elsewhere. However you appear to be quite knowledgeable about cultural matters of a musical nature, and I am eager to learn more about areas of study outside of my own personal research.

I have some questions about your work, if you would not mind me asking. Do you have any favorite musical compositions, or perhaps some that are important to your research? I also wonder, is your work primarily curatorial, or have you created any original compositions of your own?

I appreciate your efforts in the realm of data preservation and dissemination; I believe such actions are quite valuable to the wider iterator community, especially during these times of looming isolation.

This broadcast is becoming quite long, so I will end my message here. I await your reply; may the Cycles be kind.

@threestarsaboveclouds

(ooc: WOW sorry this got long lol. In this post from a while ago TSAC mentions that they have some iterator songs archived, and I had that in mind when formulating this message https://www.tumblr.com/threestarsaboveclouds/758086912710000640)

TS: [ HELLO, THREE STARS ABOVE CLOUDS! PLEASE, EXCUSE MY INCONVINIENT WAY OF COMMUNICATION, BUT I'M VERY HAPPY TO HEAR FROM YOU! ]

TS: [ I AM PAINFULLY AWARE OF IT, YES. EVEN MY EQUIPMENT IS NOT IMMUNE TO TIME AND THE ELEMENTS. HOWEVER I AM STILL CAPABLE OF FULFILLING MY SECONDARY PURPOSE AND HELP YOU CONTACT ANYONE WHO MIGHT BE OUTSIDE OF YOUR REACH. I WILL ATTACH A BROADCAST SERIAL NUMBER THAT WILL REDIRECT YOU TO MY MAIN COMMUNICATION RELAY SATELLITE, FEEL FREE TO USE IT! ]

[ 1 FILE ATTACHED ]

TS: [ I’M HAPPY TO HEAR THAT MY BROADCAST IS STILL REACHING ANYONE. I’M ALSO REALLY FLUSTERED THAT ANYONE WOULD GO OUT OF THEIR WAY TO REACH BACK OUT TO ME- I HOPE THE FREQUENCY ISN’T AN UNPLEASANT ONE FOR YOU… IT’S HARD TO FIND THE PERFECT TUNE FOR EVERYONE, BUT I’M TRYING MY BEST! ]

TS: [ I UNFORTUNATELY LOST ACCESS TO A LARGE PORTION OF IT DUE TO IT BEING CONSIDERED.. CONTROVERSIAL, BUT MY ARCHIVES OF ART CREATED BY MY CITIZENS IS STILL QUITE EXTENSIVE REGARDLESS! I DID DABBLE IN CREATION MYSELF TOO! ]

TS: [ I WOULD LOVE TO SHARE MY ARCHIVES WITH YOU, IF YOU’D LIKE TO TAKE A LOOK! MY CITIZENS HAVE BEEN INCREDIBLY PASSIONATE ABOUT A WIDE RANGE OF ARTS, FROM SCULPTURE TO THEATRICS… ]

TS: [ I MAY NOT BE AN ARTIST MYSELF, BUT I DID EXPERIMENT WITH RANDOMIZED MATHEMATICAL EQUATIONS BEFORE TO BASE MELODIES OFF OF, AND I AM WORKING ON A SOUND SYNTHESIZER PROGRAM THAT WOULD ALLOW ME TO COMPOSE COMPLETELY FREELY, BOTH OUT OF SOUND SAMPLES ALREADY GATHERED, AS WELL AS GENERATE NEW ONES- AHH… ]

TS: [ OH I HOPE YOU DON’T MIND MY POINTLESS TANGENTS… THAT DATA IS MOST LIKELY COMPLETELY USELESS TO YOU, I'M SORRY… NOT TO WASTE ANY MORE TIME OF YOURS, ON THINGS LESS SUBJECTIVE. ]

TS: [ I USED TO ANALYZE THE RHYTHMIC PULSE OF THE VOID SEA. MY THEORY IS THAT THE SAME RHYTHM COULD BE ALSO HEARD IN THE CHANTS DURING ANCIENT RITUALS, SOMETHING THE ANCIENTS USED TO HELP THEMSELVES REACH ENLIGHTENMENT BEFORE THE VOID FLUID HAS BEEN DISCOVERED. ]

TS: [ UNFORTUNATELY NONE OF THE CHANTS HAVE BEEN PROPERLY DOCUMENTED, AS THERE WAS NO WAY TO RECORD THEM, AND ALL THERE IS TO WORK WITH ARE SPECULATIONS, WORD OF MOUTH AND VAGUE MUMBLINGS OF THOSE WHO CLAIMED TO REMEMBER THEIR DISTANT REINCARNATIONS. SIMULATIONS EVENTUALLY RAN INTO LOOPS, AND THE ONLY SOLID THING THEY PROVED, WAS THAT THE CHANTS DEFINITELY HAVE NO EFFECT ON NON-SAPIENT BEINGS, THUS--- ]

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(OOC: I would like to highlight the fact that these two are not in fact neighbors, not like the iterators are in the game, at least! I admit it was a very spontaneous "what-if" idea that I did not run through Delta's permission first- I got way over myself.

For lore-accurate location of TSAC please refer to this post:

https://www.tumblr.com/delta-orionis/779480878118256640/i-didnt-want-to-derail-maryymaruus-reply-to

While I'm glad to hear they are not completely opposed to the idea of TS being a "distant neighbor", it would be an extremely distant one, even for iterator standards! "Wouldn't even show up on the map" kind of distant X'D TS's idea of what is "far away" is possibly skewed by how large the radius of his transmissions is--

It's best to consider this interaction non-canon for either of them.

Thank you and apologies for the misunderstanding! )

#rain world #rain world oc #rw iterator oc #rw oc #oc three signals #rw iterator #answered #I'm sorry this one is also a text-heavy one ^^;;#it took me so long because that would be just the perfect thing to activate his yapper mode pff #and I wanted to commit XD #do let me know if the red text is hard to read #I will gladly edit it into plain text-#he was very happy to befriend TSAC :"(#welp- he can try again in 4 cycles #I'm shamelessly making things up on the spot #and shamelessly claiming TS to be the one behind the irrational numbers melody from the post you linked XD #huehuehue #three stars above clouds

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deepdreamnights · 1 year ago

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Hey, you know how I said there was nothing ethical about Adobe's approach to AI? Well whaddya know?

Adobe wants your team lead to contact their customer service to not have your private documents scraped!

This isn't the first of Adobe's always-online subscription-based products (which should not have been allowed in the first place) to have sneaky little scraping permissions auto-set to on and hidden away, but this is the first one (I'm aware of) where you have to contact customer service to turn it off for a whole team.

Now, I'm on record for saying I see scraping as fair use, and it is. But there's an aspect of that that is very essential to it being fair use: The material must be A) public facing and B) fixed published work.

All public facing published work is subject to transformative work and academic study, the use of mechanical apparatus to improve/accelerate that process does not change that principle. Its the difference between looking through someone's public instagram posts and reading through their drafts folder and DMs.

But that's not the kind of work that Adobe's interested in. See, they already have access to that work just like everyone else. But the in-progress work that Creative Cloud gives them access to, and the private work that's never published that's stored there isn't in LIAON. They want that advantage.

And that's valuable data. For an example: having a ton of snapshots of images in the process of being completed would be very handy for making an AI that takes incomplete work/sketches and 'finishes' it. That's on top of just being general dataset grist.

But that work is, definitionally, not published. There's no avenue to a fair use argument for scraping it, so they have to ask. And because they know it will be an unpopular ask, they make it a quiet op-out.

This was sinister enough when it was Photoshop, but PDF is mainly used for official documents and forms. That's tax documents, medical records, college applications, insurance documents, business records, legal documents. And because this is a server-side scrape, even if you opt-out, you have no guarantee that anyone you're sending those documents to has done so.

So, in case you weren't keeping score, corps like Adobe, Disney, Universal, Nintendo, etc all have the resources to make generative AI systems entirely with work they 'own' or can otherwise claim rights to, and no copyright argument can stop them because they own the copyrights.

They just don't want you to have access to it as a small creator to compete with them, and if they can expand copyright to cover styles and destroy fanworks they will. Here's a pic Adobe trying to do just that:

If you want to know more about fair use and why it applies in this circumstance, I recommend the Electronic Frontier Foundation over the Copyright Alliance.

#AI discourse #long post #copyright #copyleft #fair use #AI art #adobe #PDF

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little-one-eyed-monsters · 10 days ago

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Be on Cloud's Shine is airing this August. Based on the trailer and its synopsis, it's a queer show, NOT a BL (and not a bromance either). I have a few concerns:

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I'm sure more knowledgeable experts on this site can explain this better than I can (@absolutebl explains the difference quite comprehensively in their blog), but what "queer media" means in this context is that the show will likely focus more on narratives featuring the LGBTQIA+ experience, and not necessarily on two (or more) characters falling into a romantic relationship. As one commenter said on the show's MDL: "MileApo's fans really should manage their expectations". It's a show about what it means to be queer in Thailand in the 70s, and probably not a love story, based on the trailer.

To be completely honest, I'm actually surprised historical queer shows are still being produced in Thailand, especially radical ones, given Thai audience's general understanding and acceptance of Boy's Love and Girl's Love as a genre, their laws on gender-equality, and their very strict Les Majeste and military laws (not BL. I still understand the mass audience appeal of a historical BL). Stories like this would make more sense as a protest piece in LGBTQIA+ embattled regions-- the conservative parts of Asia, Africa or Russia, even present-day America. Though still important for historical preservation and the continuation of a cause, I'm afraid a Thai show like this in 2025 no longer holds the same function and impact as it did ten years ago for their country.

Shine looks like a gorgeous prestige piece, and the plot seems... interesting, for the most part (it's BOC so I am also managing my expectations with regard to their plot's... logic or coherence. They have a lot of problems with these in past projects). I just don't think that the Thai audience is the ideal market for a show like this anymore. Though it rejects Western ideals verbatim in the trailer, Shine seems to be VERY Western-sensible-- from the set designs, to its protest theming, to the acting, to the cinematography, to the trailer's pacing. This in turn, may alienate their Thai audience more. The opening credits depict the moon landing for exposition-- a mission propagated by two WESTERN powers that had nothing to do with Thailand.

But despite the Western sensibilities, the trailer clearly showed that the series features heavy Thai culture markers. My worry is that if it's TOO Thai-centric, then the Western audiences who could relate to a project like this would be put off by its cultural nuance. "Not our story, not our concern" type of barrier, so to speak.

I'm not saying that stories that document the queer experience aren't important in Thai media. In fact, stories like these are what's making a huge impact on gender acceptance in the country. I'm just... wondering what this show is trying to achieve, that's all. Is it a Paradise of Thorns situation, one that challenges community tolerance through the lens of a family unit? Is it Iron Ladies, a loud and fun story of triumphing against social prejudice? Is it Love of Siam-- one that questions the rigidity of tradition and the havoc it wreaks in our system?

Is it trying to be as novel as the first BL to gain mass attention: Love Sick? Or the BL that showed us how a new generation explores and makes sense of their sexuality in meaningful ways: I Told Sunset About You? Or advancing the very boundaries of the genre through concept and cinematography, like their very own KinnPorsche?

I guess we'll just have to wait and see. It's meticulously-crafted and looks well-thought out, so BOC (and WeTV, yes I see you, you sneaky sob), of course I'll give it a chance. I hope my misgivings are unfounded, and it's not just BOC showing us a lot of bells and whistles that don't really make a sound.

#shine #mileapo #mile phakphum #apo nattawin #be on cloud #Youtube

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Blue Sky City

This stupid comic about Calgary's tourism branding has been slow cooking in my head since it was announced last year (and Ed was still in the playoffs at the time, so the beard is still on!)

I just want to yell about how tricky it was to make this comic ENTIRELY out of city (and provincial) branding palettes. If the colours look a bit unusual, that's why! (Although I'm pleasantly surprised with how well some of these colours go together.) The palettes are not just from the cities represented, there's bits and pieces of other cities in there (especially for skin tones, which are pretty limited in the selection.)

I'll dig a bit more into the details but briefly:

Winn / Lucille belongs to @rotivae

Bert / Ralph belongs to ctcsherry

and the rest all live here~

the branding history panel is a tribute to the information that used to be on the City of Calgary website... until around the last election it vanished and now I feel like I've been gas lit. My quick skim of the waybackmachine hasn't turned up the branding page, alas, but luckily i had saved the previous colour palette before.

"outgrowing the olympics" says the man who still sleeps with hidy and howdy

The energy word cloud is very loosely based on a pdf of a presentation i stumbled across by accident several years ago re: Calgary's brand evolution - the Big 5 Personality Test is Entirely based on said presentation. It's the most Calgary quarter life crisis document I've ever seen in my life and I reference it constantly for a laugh.

On that note I'm sure you're dying to unstatus the quo and learn more about the Blue Sky City Brand and flip through all those colours and tone of voice notes and not do something irresponsible like download all their fonts and beads to use incorrectly for nefarious purposes

Unfortunately Calvin being the Most American (tm) of the cities (other than maybe Lilith, though she's trying to quit, honest) means he wears shoes indoors if they fit his presentation :/ we should start teaching him otherwise with a spray bottle

Blue Sky City just feels so wrong. On one hand, the entire province of Saskatchewan has based all their marketing on the sky for decades, and likewise the City of Edmonton has long been the blue to Calgary's red (at least so long as I've had a memory)

The Beaverton Article for your convenience

seriously are you guys ok please put your clothes back on

the last bit was inspired by convos with Ro about how Winnipeg, which has traditionally been blue and yellow, is trying something new (although this actually predates Calgary's brand by a couple of years but shh)

Don't kill it at the next social maybe just gently maim a little bit

Anyway, the City of Calgary's official colours are still red and white, but we will see how long this blue tourism thing lasts. Drawing Calvin in blue just seems so wrong, it took me several tries to come up with an outfit for him that didn't completely fill me with despair hahahaha

(That said if you draw him in a blue outfit I want to see it - we can add it to his wardrobe and see how long this phase lasts)

Anyway I had a good time poking fun at Calgary and reading branding stuff - I have a stockpile of brand guides for both cities and their tourism squirrelled away because I love stealing colour palettes, so it would be fun to do a few more of these (though no brand goes into as much depth as Calgary's - save for Edmonton's of course). I just find how cities present themselves endlessly fascinating, especially the more muddled and generic the branding language becomes. (we can never be on Tourism Winnipeg's level anyway so we might as well stop trying)

#projectcanada cities #pc: calgary #pc: edmonton #pc: red deer #pc: winnipeg #pc: alberta #projectcanada #iammatthewian #iamp: alberta #calvin mccall #edward murphy #elaine hartley #lucille larochelle #hapo art #digital art #boab omake #clip studio paint

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100 Years Ago They Disappeared on Everest. But Did They Make it to the Summit?

It’s one of climbing’s greatest mysteries: was Everest really conquered for the first time in 1953, or did two mountaineers make it to the summit in 1924, before dying in mysterious circumstances?

British climbers George Mallory and Andrew “Sandy” Irvine were last seen on June 8, 1924, 800 feet below the peak, before disappearing into clouds. They never reemerged.

When Mallory’s body was found in 1999, hopes were high that it might give a clue as to whether the pair reached the summit. But, tantalizingly, the camera he had been carrying – with which he would have documented the highest point they had reached – was not on the body. Irvine’s body has never been found.

But now, as the 100th anniversary of the mens’ disappearance approaches, one researcher believes that he has solved mountaineering’s greatest mystery.

By studying the expedition weather reports, author Graham Hoyland believes that he has worked out what happened to the pair – and whether they made it to the summit before they died.

Hoyland – a distant relative of another member of the expedition group, who has visited on Everest nine times searching for the remains – believes that the key to the mystery is air pressure.

His relative several times removed, Howard Somervell – another mountaineer, who had got within 1,000 feet of the summit on the same expedition before a lack of oxygen meant he had to retreat – was responsible for tracking the weather during the expedition.

The smoking gun?

The 1924 expedition, including Irvine and Mallory (top two left), aimed to be the first documented ascent of the mountain.

His records – which he submitted after the official report on the 1924 expedition was made, having returned to his job as a surgeon in India – show that the barometric pressure dropped between the morning of June 8 and June 9 at base camp, where Somervell was taking the readings.

Somervell recorded the pressure in inches of mercury, dropping from 16.25 to 15.98. Hoyland believes that these figures equate to a 10 millibar drop in pressure. Weather-related deaths on Everest are generally associated with a drop in barometric pressure at the summit.

A decrease of just 4 millibars can trigger hypoxia; a 6 millibar drop was enough to cause the incident in 1996 in which 20 people were trapped on the mountain, eight of whom died. That story is recounted in writer Jon Krakauer’s book “Into Thin Air.” The bad weather angle was also explored in a 2010 paper by experts from the University of Toronto, led by G.W. Kent Moore.

“They were climbing into an absolute s***storm – not only a blizzard but a sort of snow bomb,” Hoyland told CNN. Hoyland has experienced “snow bombs” himself on Everest. “It’s terrifying – the temperature drops hugely, you’re gasping for breath. There are winds of 100 knots. One guy I know was blown off the mountain, and ended up further up the mountain,” he said.

Effectively, the drop in air pressure meant that the mountain suddenly became higher – around 650 feet higher, to be precise. Hoyland calls it “an invisible death trap.”

The pair – who were ascending along the northwest ridge – were already climbing against the odds. Mallory wrote in a letter to his wife that he put his chances of making the summit at 50 to one. Hoyland thinks it was more like 20 to one. But, he thinks, they would have had no idea what was about to hit them.

“Mallory had seen Norton and Somervell get to to within 1000 feet of the top on 4 June using no oxygen equipment; it would have seemed reasonable to assume that it was possible to reach the summit with the apparatus,” he writes in a forthcoming book.

“What he didn’t know was that the rapidly falling air pressure was effectively making the mountain even higher.

What’s more, the storm and blizzard wouldn’t just have made a drop in air pressure. The pair were wearing layers of silk, cotton and wool. Hoyland – who had a similar made-to-measure outfit on an Everest trip – says that the clothes are exceptionally comfortable but wouldn’t have provided the warmth to survive a blizzard or an overnight.

Previously, it has been speculated that the pair had reached the summit before dying on the way down, something that Hoyland calls “wishful thinking.”

“I’d been trying to prove that Mallory had climbed Everest for years and years – I wanted to prove that I was the 16th Briton to climb it, not the 15th. But unfortunately when you read facts and they’re different, you have to change your mind. You can’t carry on being a wishful thinker,” he says.

Until Hoyland, nobody had closely studied at the weather reports, which were held at the Royal Geographical Society in London.

The summit was eventually reached by Edmund Hillary, a New Zealand mountaineer, in 1953 – the first documented ascent of the peak.

A century of speculation:

The mystery of Mallory and Irvine has intrigued adventurers for decades.

In 1933, another mountaineer, Percy Wyn-Harris found an ax near the summit. It was assumed to have belonged to Irvine.

In 1936, another mountaineer, Frank Smythe, believed he had seen two bodies in the distance. Using a telescope, he saw them at around 8,100 meters, or 26,575 feet.

And Chinese mountaineer Wang Hongbao believed he saw a body during his 1975 ascent.

Finally, an expedition in 1999, instigated by Hoyland, found Mallory’s body at 26,700 feet –2,335 below the summit.

Hoyland believes that the pair, tethered to each other, slipped while aborting the climb and returning to base camp. He thinks Mallory survived the initial fall, but took another, fatal plunge while staggering back to base camp. Irvine’s body has never been found.

Everest ‘Makes People Mad’:

While some of Mallory’s possessions were still to be found on his body, including a pair of goggles in his pocket – which suggests he was either in darkness or poor visibility – there was no sign of the photo of his wife which he had brought, planning to leave it on the summit.

For decades, researchers have posited that, in lieu of more precise evidence, the lack of photo suggests the pair might have reached the summit and fallen while returning.

However, having reviewed the new evidence, Hoyland believes this is not the case. Expedition reports noted a blizzard hitting the mountain at 2 p.m., he says – long before they could have reached the summit. The lack of photo, he thinks, means nothing. Mallory often forgot stuff, he notes.

In his last letter to his wife – digitized to mark the centenary of his ascent – on May 27, Mallory wrote of “looking out of a tent door onto a world of snow and vanishing hopes: and described it as “a bad time altogether.” Both he and Irvine were unwell, and he wrote that “I’m quite doubtful if I shall be fit enough.”

For Hoyland, who is taking part in an event at the Royal Geographical Society about the centenary, “Everest makes people mad.”

“Mallory became obsessed with the desire to conquer Everest – it would have made him somebody,” he said.

Mallory was a teacher, but moved on the fringes of the Bloomsbury set, a group of British intellectuals, artists and thinkers centered on London in the early 20th century.

“Everyone he knew was a famous novelist or a Nobel prizewinner, and he got captivated by it [the idea of Everest],” he said.

“There’s a dangerous thing called ‘summit fever’ – you see the summit, and you think, ‘Right, it’s death or glory.’ You don’t care if you die.

“I know that feeling. You get completely possessed by this mountain. Mallory was possessed by Everest and it killed him.”

Hoyland, who has since swapped mountaineering for extreme sailing, says that Everest has become “a non-mountaineer’s mountain.”

“There are rich men climbing it as a trophy. I wish it wasn’t the highest,” he said.

“Quite honestly I think the best thing to happen would be if the top 800 feet fell off.

By Julia Buckley.

#100 Years Ago They Disappeared on Everest #George Mallory #Andrew “Sandy” Irvine #Mount Everest #mountaineer #mountain climbing #1924 British Everest Expedition #history #history news #long post #long reads

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World Champions | Artwork for World Champions by TheDefenestrator by TheDefenestrator, art by Blurb_brain

Fandom: The King's Avatar | 全职高手

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Category: Gen

Words: 71 944

At the end of season 4 of the Glory Pro Alliance, the government finally receives the information it has been waiting for: The other players have caught up. Or, In which Glory has been a government recruitment ploy for remote-piloted mecha operators all along.

About the Book

FONTS: Mundo Serif, Azonix [dafont], Segoe UI Symbol

IMAGES: Illustration by Blurb_brain [AO3]; cover image by NASA ID: 440611 [Rawpixel]; Planet Earth background ID: 6331593 [Rawpixel]; Circuit lines background ID: 3117935 [Rawpixel]; endpapers' image by Eric Eastman [Unsplash]; Swoksaar, Desert Dust, Lord Grim, Vaccaria, and Cloud Piercer [The King's Avatar Wikia]

MATERIALS: regular printer paper (8.5"x11", 96 bright, 20lb), 80pt bookboard, Iris Bookcloth (colour: Black Pearl), Neenah cardstock (8.5"x11", bright white, 65lb), waxed linen thread (white, 30/3 size), embroidery floss (shades 3750, 350, 3845, 370), leather cording (1.9mm diameter), Reeves’ acrylic paint (Mars Black, Phthalo Blue, Titanum White), Americana acrylic paint (glow in the dark), ph neutral pva glue (Books by Hand)

PROGRAMS USED: Typeset in Affinity Publisher, cover/title page/endpapers designed in Affinity Designer/Photo, QR codes generated with LibreOffice Writer, PDF arranged for printing with Bookbinder-JS

BINDING STYLE: quarto, case bound (slightly rounded, with oxford hollow, forgot to use tapes)

Fenes' "Glory's tech isn't handwaved" AU. This was great! Funny and creative, and I'm both amazed and full of admiration for Fenes' ability to juggle so many characters.

I was feeling excited and ambitious with this one. Tried some new fun things (double core endbands, painted edges) and used some new equipment (a lying press).

The Text

TITLE/HEADINGS FONT: Azonix says 'SciFi' to me, it's a bold, non-serif, sleek font.

BODY FONT: Mundo Serif, it's a decent serif body font I haven't used before. Felt like it worked with Azonix.

SCENE BREAKS: a special character in Segoe UI Symbol of a black & white icon of Earth, the globe showing Asia.

TYPESETTING: Finished typesetting the fic, left document open on my laptop, laptop's battery failed, file now crashes immediately upon reopening, issue persists with copied versions of file (；￣Д￣) . Thankfully I had a backup file for the typeset with the barebones of the text, so I didn't have to restart from scratch...

Title Page

My thinking: it takes place in space, the world's at stake, and it's the dawn of a new horizon for Earth. Glory and the titular champions are represented by Swoksaar, Desert Dust, Lord Grim, Vaccaria, and Cloud Piercer – the captains of what I'd call the 'big 5' teams. A circuitry board background element hints at the tech/mecha nature of the story's competition. It may not match Blurb's art, but I hope I was able to convey some of what the story is about.

The circuitry image is used as decoration throughout the book. I only used the avatars of the top five teams' captains because too many silhouettes would lessen their impact and readability. (Removing the backgrounds was tedious, but worth it.)

Here's what it should have looked like. The test prints for this and the BB art were fine, but I think my inkjet started running out of ink just when I printed the final copies and I didn't reprint them. (Too impatient, really wanted to finish up and read the book)

The Cover

World Champions is another Big Bang fic, and once again I based some of my design choices off of the accompanying artwork. The dominant colours of Blurb_brain's illustration are red and blue-green.

COVER PAPER: For the decorative cover material I used NASA's ASTER image of Poyang Lake. NASA has some really interesting photography some of which remind me of marbled paper, thought it could be interesting. I chose this image of Poyang Lake because 1) it's in China, 2) the colours were similar to Blurb's awesome illustration (fate strikes again, dropping matching images and artwork into my lap!), and 3) NASA is tangentially relevant to the fic, which takes place in space.

BOOKCLOTH: Verona bookcloth in the shade Black Pearl, a lovely dark navy blue colour. Thought it suited the cover paper and title page. (Bought it for this fic specifically, but the colour goes well with almost all of my decorative papers so it should see a lot of use in the future!)

Endpapers

The final decision that held this project at a standstill for two months. In the end I drew inspiration from the matchups against the final opponent in the story. The image I used is a little chaotic and a little too unrelated to identify why I picked it without an explanation, but this book is for me and I know why, so there. (Note that I played around with the colours and cropped the photo.)

Endpaper inspiration: the maps for the matches against the Infilhites

"a long bridge through an enormous tube-like hall, where light seem to come from every side through stained glass windows. It was visually confusing, limited lateral motion" "a warehouse, crates stacked on and beside metal racks that went all the way to the ceiling." "a house of mirrors, fully enclosed to be sure the Infhillte couldn’t fly out of it." "like a volcano, rivers of lava moving sluggishly down a slope, occasional vents of overheated air nearby." "a series of overlapping bridges between halls and stairways, level after level layered over an open abyss."

Trimming & Painting the Edges

Going all out, a 2-for1 deal: the opportunity to use my lying press for the first time and learn a new technique!

TRIMMING: Used a paring chisel and lying press.

CHISEL: The 1.25" wide paring chisel I used was form a modern manufacturer. (Vintage paring chisels are very thin, enough so that you can bend/flex the blade. But don't do that.) It's long and wide blade made it easier to register against the surface of the press for consistent cuts. Looks like this one below from Lee Valley.

LYING PRESS: My dad's project. Solid black walnut, hand carved screws and internal threads — he even made the tools to make the threads too! The jaws of the press are each 3 7/8" wide. It's big and heavy (though much smaller than full-sized professional ones omg), but there's enough of a flat surface to register the chisel against. A thicc boi, much like this one below from Bookbinding Supplies.

PAINTED EDGES: The idea was to have dark navy edges, speckled with white stars. I used acrylic from a tube to paint the edges — tutorials recommended it over liquid bottled acrylic, and I had an old set hanging around. Had to water it down because otherwise the paint just flaked off.

My test of trimming and painting went well. Then the trimmed book itself came out slightly crooked, the paint required significantly more watering-down than before, and the white paint did not want to be both opaque and speckle-able. Unfortunate, but still book-shaped! And now I have an idea of what to do differently next time.

Also, did not like the glow-in-the-dark paint. Looked too translucent in the light when compared to the white acrylic, and needed a thicker coat to be visible in the dark. (The thickness combined with the translucence and base colour kinda reminded me of boogers... Ended up scrapping most of it off, so there's not much left to glow.)

Endbands

Still in the mood to have fun and go all-out, I attempted double-core endbands for the first time.

TUTORIAL: YouTube @ BookbindersChronicle: Bookbinding 101 Sewing Headbands Session 2. Also watched @ DAS Bookbinding's Double-Core Endband // Adventures in Bookbinding, but I personally found Chronicle's closeup video easier to follow.

I used embroidery floss from a 100pk of assorted colours off Amazon, wrapped around a core of 1.9mm leather cording from Michaels. I drew from Blurb_brain's art for the general colours, choosing a dark base, with red, blue-green, and gold. The specific shades were picked to go with the cover.

#World Champions #TheDefenestrator #Blurb_brain #qzgs #tka #the king's avatar #fanfiction #bookbinding #fanbinding

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irrelechan · 24 days ago

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The Last Ember's Light - 15

The Hearth

The Magister's study was not nearly as welcoming as Blackstaff Tower. It wasn’t meant to be. Here, everything gleamed with sharpness. The glass panes of the tall arched windows, the polished black obsidian floor, the long ironwood desk empty except for a single stack of documents and a pen that never needed an inkwell or rest. The air was filtered cold and dry by enchantments woven into the walls, yet no comfort could be felt from them.

A meeting had been convened.

Across from Magister Vael sat three robed officials from the Guild Concordat, each representing different disciplines. One representative from Alchemy, Enchantment, and Law. They were seasoned self-contained mages and had been escorted under the quiet of morning to review the findings of their surveillance and audit of Blackstaff Tower.

"We found nothing," said the eldest of them, folding his hands atop a dossier. "No improper spell work. No unauthorized apprenticeships. No binding pacts or demi-plane hoarding. If anything, they’re… maddeningly thorough.”

“And boring,” added the woman in Enchantment, her lips quivering in a half-smile. “Their wards sing of old tradition. It’s almost romantic.”

Vael scowled severely.

“That tower has operated outside guild oversight for generations,” he said, voice clipped. “You mean to tell me there’s nothing? No aberrant signatures? No breach of standard magical ethics?”

“No,” said the Law representative. “At worst, they’re eccentric. At best, exemplary. They’re independent, yes, but clean. They can remain open to operate as they are currently.”

Vael’s fingers curled, slowly, into fists on the table. The glass on a nearby shelf cracked enough to draw eyes. The room went still.

He exhaled, smoothing his cuffs with deliberate calm. “My apologies. It has been a long week.”

The Alchemist cleared his throat awkwardly, casting a glance at the others. “Should we… consider the matter concluded then?”

“Yes,” Vael said. “...For now.”

He stood, the finality in his posture dismissing them without needing to say it aloud. One by one, the others gathered their files and left with a ripple of polite bows and veiled curiosity in their expressions.

When the door shut, silence fell.

Vael stood alone in the glass-boned chamber, unmoving, his jaw tight as iron. Then he turned abruptly, his robes sweeping behind him.

—

The first winds of early autumn weaved through the open arches of the courtyard, stirring yellow-edged leaves across the flagstones. Overhead, clouds passed in slow procession, as if reluctant to part from the summer sun. Dried leaves tangled at the base of the hedges, and the air carried a crispness that hadn’t been there the week before.

Gale arrived first. He always did, though he pretended otherwise when she asked.

A warded circle had already been drawn with chalk on the eastern side of the stonework, the runes precise but not showy. He adjusted the sleeves of his coat, tried not to glance toward the corridor every three seconds, and muttered something under his breath when he realized he’d fixed the same chalk mark three separate times.

Then when he heard footsteps, he turned.

Seraphyne arrived with a quick pace and an exasperated expression. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to—”

“—Be late.” Gale and Seraphyne said at the same time, straightening from where he’d been checking the runes at the edge of the practice circle.

They both paused. Then she gave a small laugh and stepped inside. “Great. We’re interrupting each other now.”

“We’re in perfect harmony, clearly,” he said with a faint smile. “Ready for something a little more challenging today?”

“Is this the kind of ‘challenging’ that ends with me temporarily becoming a flail snail?”

“Hopefully not. I don't think I could survive the piercing screams a second time. But no promises.”

The first spell was simple enough, just a kinetic wave, easily absorbed and deflected. She caught it cleanly. The second, slightly faster, tested her balance. By the third, she was warming up, focused, and sure.

Until she wasn’t.

The spell slipped oddly in her grip, reversing midair with a snap of static. It sparked hard against her ward and rebounded inward instead of outward. Seraphyne staggered with a surprised grunt, one hand flying to her face as a sharp pop of heat cracked beside her temple. Gale was already moving before she hit the ground. He crossed the warded boundary with a wave of his hand, the defensive circle falling silent as he reached her. Gale moved fast, faster than she expected. Before she could brush it off, he was already in front of her, eyes narrowed, fingers tilting her face gently toward his.

“Let me see,” he said firmly, the low calm in his voice doing nothing to slow the sudden rush in her chest.

“It’s nothing...” she murmured trying to shake her head from his hand.

But the burn told a different story. A shallow mark along her cheekbone and temple, while painful, would easily heal with time. His fingers were careful, barely grazing her jaw as he tilted her face toward the light. The burn was shallow, no worse than a heated welt. But Seraphyne’s entire posture had locked by this point, rigid with sudden awareness. Her skin had deepened beneath it, a rich wine-red flush blooming all over her body under her red complexion.

Gale noticed immediately.

“Overheating from the spell?” he asked, mildly.

“I just wasn’t expecting—” she began, then closed her mouth.

She narrowed her eyes at him, but he only tilted his head as he gently brushed his thumb on her jaw, studying the color with obvious amusement. “Or is it... something else?”

Seraphyne let out a sharp exhale, half mortified, half bracing herself. She tried to speak and failed, only being able to swat his hand away and fold her arms to her chest with a serious expression.

“I’ll take it as a compliment either way,” he added, stepping back with the smugness of someone who knew what effect he’d just had.

“You’re an ass...” she muttered, turning away before he could see that the flush had spread.

He smiled genuinely with one finger raised in protest. “Attentive. You’ll appreciate your knight in magic armor if a larger spell backfires and I catch it before something worse happens.”

“Oh, good,” she said flatly, brushing the gravel off her coat. “I’ll sleep easy tonight knowing my dignity is being safeguarded by your wit.”

He laughed out loud into the brisk air, resetting the ward with another wave of his hand. “Your dignity’s in capable hands, Sera. I assure you.”

She gave him a look that promised future violence, and he only raised his eyebrows and hands as if to say he welcomed the attempt. The air sparked faintly between them.

A quiet, begrudging snort escaped her, and the corners of his mouth tugged into a small, satisfied smile. Without waiting for her agreement, he turned and began walking. His pace was unhurried, but purposeful, like he expected her to follow. And, of course, she did.

They passed down two corridors and a spiral stair, the Tower’s magic humming faintly in the walls, until they stepped out into the sunlit hall leading to the training chamber. The air here was warmer, brighter, the scent of old stone and parchment giving way to the faint tang of ozone, as if the walls themselves remembered the crackle of a hundred spells past.

The room opened before them into long, high ceilings, lined with worn stone mannequins and faintly glowing glyphs along the far wall. It was built for practice, for control, for the sort of focused destruction that didn’t burn down half a corridor.

Inside, Gale shrugged off his coat in one smooth motion, draping it over a bench with effortless grace. It was a simple gesture. One that shouldn’t have mattered, but it affected her greatly. The finer lines of his body, usually hidden beneath layers of robes and high collars, clung just a little more closely today. Practical. Tailored. Unforgivably well-fitted.

Her breath caught. The long-sleeved shirt left almost nothing to the imagination: the defined line of his shoulders, the subtle taper of his waist, the quiet strength beneath it all. Lean muscle beneath the fabric shifted as he moved. He felt lethal and elegant.

She knew she should look away. Logically, she knew that it would do her no good. But her gaze lingered, tracing the line from his neck down his chest, to his lower—

A sharp gasp escaped before she could stop it. Her cheeks flamed, and she snapped her focus to the nearest target glyph, as if it might swallow her whole.

Don’t look. Don’t think about—

“So,” Gale’s voice cut in, easy and warm. “You were channeling your focus like I showed you, yes? Not trying to wrangle it into submission by sheer force of will?”

“I was channeling,” she muttered. Her voice sounded smaller than she liked, “...aggressively.”

“That’s what I was afraid of,” he replied, his voice laced with quiet amusement.

He stepped closer, close enough for her to catch the faint scent of cedar and something else she couldn’t name, but wanted to.

“Observe my movements, please.”

Gods, she thought, as her gaze betrayed her again. I already am.

He spoke as if it were simple, as if the body were an instrument that could be tuned at will. And as he moved, she watched. Maybe too closely.

His stance was relaxed but grounded, every line of his frame balanced with subdued authority. His breath, steady as a metronome, moved in a rhythm she could almost feel, woven into the pulse of his magic. He traced an arc through the air, his hand a conduit of intent, breath, and will braided into a single, seamless gesture. The missiles burst from his palm in a clean, controlled strike. Right dead center on the glyph. The impact crackled like lightning giving off a reddish glow until it dissipated.

Seraphyne blinked.

“Oh,” she muttered, folding her arms. It was a pitiful defense against the warmth in her cheeks. “Well. That’s annoying.”

His brows lifted, with feigned innocence.

“I’m starting to suspect you just wanted an excuse to show off.”

He turned toward her, the corner of his mouth curling in a mischievous, self-assured smirk.

“And here I thought you’d appreciate a proper demonstration.”

Her lips twitched before she could stop them, her face still hot. “You’re impossible.”

“Frequently.”

He launched into an explanation of the spell’s mechanics, voice smooth, and patient. But her focus frayed under the weight of her attraction. Her eyes betrayed her, falling to the subtle flex of his fingers, then back to his mouth as he spoke. His lips shaped the words with maddening ease, and she wondered, briefly, what else they might say, what else they might do, before she bit the inside of her cheek hard enough to leave a mark.

Gods, pull it together, Sera.

“Again,” she said, sharper than she meant, as if trying to snap herself out of it.

“Gladly.” He reset the glyph with a wave, his tone light, teasing.

As he turned back, his voice suddenly dropped low, like a velvet thread that felt like it laced through her spine.

“If you keep staring at me like that,” he murmured, his tone dipping into something far too dangerous, far too intimate, “I may have to charge extra for lessons, or move us somewhere a bit more private.”

Her head snapped toward him. She could feel the heat climbing her neck, a slow, mortifying burn.

“Gale!” She hissed, eyes narrowing.

He only smiled, infuriatingly unbothered, his gaze steady on hers like a challenge.

“As you wish. Perhaps another time.” He inclined his head in a small, elegant bow, his voice back to its polished, professional cadence. Despite his even tone of voice, his eyes glinted wickedly.

Her heart pounded. Her hands trembled. She tried to breathe, to focus, to remember the spell or anything at all other than him. The spell. The lesson, right.

One breath in. One sharp word.

The sigils in her palm flared to life. The energy surged clean as if her body had finally understood magic missile’s language. The missiles struck the target dead center with a sharp crack of light. A ripple of heat rolled out, then faded, leaving only the faint smell of scorched air.

She stared. “Wait—did that just—”

Gale’s grin was slow and proud.

“You did it.”

Before she could think or talk herself out of it, she crossed the space between them and threw her arms around him in a sudden, breathless embrace.

The force of it caught him off guard. He made half-laughed, half-inhaled just before his arms closed around her, low and firm at her waist. His hands splayed there, broad and warm, grounding her to him. He laughed softly, with an unguarded sound that rumbled low in his chest. He lifted her off the ground in a smooth, effortless motion.

Her breath hitched, her heart soared. She felt weightless, as the room spun around her. He spun her, just once, the barest circle, as if the magic itself had swept them away in a gust of wind.

Then stillness. Her pulse slammed into her throat. The world caught up to her sharply and stung with the realization of the reality of the situation.

Her breath caught high in her chest, his hands still solid at her waist, with a lingering, deliberate pressure. The space between them had all but vanished. She could feel the subtle flex of his body against hers. There was a quiet tension. His strength barely leashed beneath his composure. His breath ghosted warm against her temple.

Her hands, she realized, were still curled in his shirt, clutching the fabric tight, as if letting go might make her fall.

He exhaled, slow and steady, but the hitch in it betrayed him. His hands shifted, fingers brushing lightly over her hips in a drag that felt too slow—like he didn’t want to let go.

Then, gently, he set her down, the loss of contact making her skin prickle.

She felt like her heart skittered outside of herself. Her breath was a tangled, uneven mess. She tucked a stray lock of black hair behind her horn, fingers shaking slightly, painfully aware of the warmth of his hands still ghosting across her skin.

Gale cleared his throat in a low, quiet sound that barely disguised the tightness in his voice. His hand smoothed his shirt in a motion that could almost pass for casual.

“Well,” he said, voice pitched deliberately light, like he was trying to steady himself. “That was… excellent form. Clean casting. Perfect trajectory. Textbook Magic Missile, by my estimations.”

“Textbook,” she echoed, voice thin, barely above a whisper. Her eyes darted away, her cheeks burning.

He shifted, a subtle lean back, as if giving her space, but his eyes lingered on her, warm and bright, like he couldn’t help himself to not look.

“I, for one, am truly grateful that the dummies were the only ones burned this time.” His mouth twitched in a barely-restrained smirk, though his gaze dipped briefly and pointedly to where his hands had gripped her.

Her blush deepened, and she rolled her eyes in a poor attempt to deflect, though the corner of her mouth twitched. “Please don’t ruin it.”

“Never,” he murmured, the word soft, almost too quiet.

The way he said it, as if it meant something more than just a promise, left her breathless all over again.

The Tower was hushed in that deep, suspended way it only managed at night. Magic dimmed its hum to a low, drowsy murmur through the stone walls, and the sconces flickered with softened light, as if not to wake anything. As if the Tower itself were asleep.

Gale turned a corner with his hands in his robe pockets, the cool floor smooth underfoot. He hadn’t meant to wander this far. A restlessness had taken hold. It was the kind that reading couldn’t soothe, and meditation only irritated further.

Seraphyne came into view halfway down the corridor, wearing only robes and holding a book clutched under one arm. Her hair rumpled like she’d given up on sleep hours ago after tossing and turning. She stopped short when she saw him, the book shifting in her grip. Her shoulders tensed, as an expression of guilt flashed across her face before she tried to compose herself by smoothing her hair.

He slowed, arching a brow. “Out for a midnight stroll, are we?”

She tilted her head. “I could ask you the same.”

“I could claim I’m on official business,” he said. “But that would be an outright lie.”

Her lips twitched. “Well, I needed ink.” She lifted the book like it explained everything, then glanced down the corridor. “Then I… got distracted.”

“By wandering into a restricted corridor?”

“I'm not that far off the map,” she retorted, shooting him a look.

“Mm,” he said, feigning doubt. “Careful, one step too far and you’d find yourself in the middle of the dungeons.”

“Oh, please. I’d have to get past at least three locked doors first.”

“Four, if you count the one that bites,” he added smoothly.

That earned a startled laugh, light and genuine. “There’s a lock that bites?”

“Added security measures,” he smiled. Gale gestured down the hall. “Follow me. There’s a wonderful place I was headed before I ran into you. Not many use it anymore.”

She hesitated for just a moment, then followed.

The fire was already lit by the time they arrived. Gale barely had to think about it now. The hearth room was narrow but tall, with slanted wooden beams and a window that looked out into a black sky. Shadows danced across worn armchairs and a table stacked with old, weathered scrolls shook unevenly as they walked in. It was a quiet room, known only to those who let the Tower guide their feet rather than their maps.

Seraphyne glanced around, then slipped into one side of the couch, tucking her legs beneath her. The fireplace crackles softly. Gale eased into the opposite side of her, and nonchalantly rested his arm on the back of the couch. He glanced at her, watching the way the light moved across her face. He couldn’t help but feel entranced.

“This feels like the sort of room in a novel where confessions are told and enemies are made.”

“Is that your plan? To draw something out of me?”

“Maybe.” Her smile was small, but there was a glint in her eyes. “What would you tell me if I asked?”

He steepled his fingers in mock-consideration, then tilted his head. “Depends. Are you after a scandal, or something more educational with a moral ending?”

“Scandal.”

“I have a few of those up my sleeve,” he said, leaning back into the couch. “But they’re usually reserved for special occasions amongst specific company. Perhaps after a few glasses of wine.”

“Just one,” she coaxed, her voice soft, almost pleading, her lips barely curved in a half-smile that sent a wave of heat down his spine. "Please."

The feeling of anticipation filled in the quiet space between them. The firelight danced across his face, catching on the golden flecks in his hazel eyes, but it was her own eyes that caught him off guard. They were wide, golden, shimmering in the low light. Shimmering with curiosity and that faint, infuriatingly effective please. No charm spell was needed, he folded easily with one word.

“Just one,” she repeated, leaning in, her gaze fixed on his with a quiet, magnetic pull. He looked up to the ceiling briefly as if asking for divine intervention.

Gods help me.

He huffed a quiet, resigned breath, running a hand through his hair as if that might loosen the threads she’d knotted around him.

“Alright,” he muttered, voice barely above the crackle of the fire. “Alright. If you insist.”

Her face lit up with triumph, and he exhaled like a man defeated. He rubbed the back of his neck, gaze fixed somewhere over her shoulder.

“When I was... oh, I must have been nine, or ten... I had a terrible infatuation with one of the other apprentices in my class. I thought I’d be clever. Wanted to impress her, you know, with a bit of magical flair.” He paused, sighing as he began to relive the folly of his youth. “So I enchanted her book to sing.”

Seraphyne’s brows lifted, eyes bright with amusement. “Sing?”

“Not just any song, mind you. A rather... enthusiastic ballad about her radiant beauty and the virtues of her hair that I wrote myself. It rhymed and everything.”

Seraphyne tried to hold in a laugh, but it burst out in an inelegant, delighted sound that made his chest ache in a way he wasn’t prepared for. It was unbridled and unguarded. Beautiful.

“I imagine she was... flattered?” She teased, her voice pitched higher with unsuppressed mirth.

He gave her a flat look, though the corner of his mouth curved. “She hexed me. I felt an itch every time I spoke for a week. Not exactly the romantic outcome I’d envisioned.”

Seraphyne laughed, head tipping back, and tears in her eyes. Her golden eyes caught the firelight like twin sparks.

“I can’t decide if that’s the most tragic or the most adorable thing I’ve ever heard,” she said, grinning wildly.

“Tragic,” he deadpanned. “Unquestionably tragic.”

Her grin softened then, her gaze holding on to him.

“I think... maybe you’re a little too good at being charming, Gale Dekarios. If it were me, I think I would have liked it.”

He glanced at her with a hint of disbelief, but was amused nonetheless.

“Charming, really? You would have found it charming to be serenaded by an out-of-tune spell book?”

Seraphyne chuckled, nodding, “I wasn’t expecting to see you tonight.”.

“I wasn’t expecting to see you,” he echoed, then glanced toward the flames. “Though I’m not surprised.”

She gave him a sidelong look.

“You don’t sleep much, do you?” He asked.

Her gaze turned back to the fire. “Not lately...”

Contemplation followed, wrapping around both of them like a warm blanket. Something lingered between them in mutual awareness of how they ended up here, again, together. They sat in comfortable silence for a time. Eventually, Gale stood, brushing a speck of lint from his coat. “We should probably sneak back before the Tower starts sending illusions to scold us.”

Seraphyne rose too, slower. She lingered a moment by the hearth before turning to follow. At the corridor where their paths split, she glanced up at him. “Thanks. For not sleeping too, I guess.”

He gave her a small, warm smile. “Anytime.”

They parted reluctantly, like opening the door to cold and wind outside coming from a warm home. Neither wanted the moment to end.

Gale moved through the dim corridor, the hush of the Tower at night wrapped around him like a second cloak. His footsteps made no sound, but his thoughts refused the same courtesy. When her gaze met him it was all the confirmation he needed, amongst other shreds of evidence.

The theory, then, long held and quietly tested for some time, had merit.

She most definitely felt something for him. Maybe not fully formed, maybe not even understood yet. But it was there. He exhaled slowly, eyes looking up as the ceiling arched overhead in gentle, magical symmetry.

He admitted silently, finally perhaps, that he was feeling something too. Not just curiosity or unabashed attraction. Something warmer, real and growing like a spark left in the woods.

Back in his room the quiet pressed in until he couldn’t breathe beneath it. He found himself at his small writing desk in the corner. His hand hovered over the drawer. Then almost against his own will he opened it, drew out a sheet of parchment, uncapped the ink, and set the quill to the page.

The words poured out of him like they had been waiting behind a locked door. Hours passed as he wrote revision after revision. The moon hung high in the sky lighting words of admiration, affection and vulnerability. He wrote with a passion he hadn’t felt in a long time, filling the page with words of endearment and longing. Each sentence revealed the depths of his heart, and unsaid truths held within.

Sera,

I should not write this. And yet, here I am. A man undone by the simple ache of your presence.

Tonight, I watched you laugh. I watched you glow in a world I fear I do not deserve to step into. I told myself not to look too long, not to linger, and yet I did. Again and again, I do. Your joy takes my breath away.

You must think I do not see you. You must think there is no chance. I have made you think that. I have tried to make you think that. For your safety, for mine. And yet, every part of me betrays the lie.

You are so much more than I can allow myself to want. And yet, I do want. Gods, Sera, I want you more than anything in this world and all the others that are outside our reach. You are more important to me than anything I have ever wanted.

I cannot protect you from the hardships that follow me, and from the past I have buried. But the greater danger, perhaps, is what I struggle daily to keep subdued. My thoughts drift to you when they should be elsewhere. The way your voice lingers in the quiet. The way your eyes—gods, your eyes. They’ve captivated me in a way I cannot reverse.

I have told myself you are safer if I keep my distance. That the walls I built around you are for your good. But I am beginning to understand that they are mine alone, not yours to bear. And you see through them, don’t you? You always have. Since the day you stepped foot in my sanctum, you have reshaped my world to such a degree that I couldn’t imagine it without you in it.

One day, I will tell you everything, my darling. I promise I will.

Until then, I remain, yours.

His hand hovered at the end, the ink pooling into a soft blot, and his breath became shaky and uneven.

He then folded the letter carefully, sliding it behind charts in the drawer. It was a quiet half-confession, lifted up like a secret prayer. For the first time in a long while, he let himself close his eyes and feel it all for just a moment. The wanting. The fear. The impossible hope. Then he rose, straightened, and undressed for bed. His mind still raced with the sound of her unguarded laugh near the hearth.

#FLIRTY GALE #baldurs gate 3 #gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #dungeons and dragons #dnd #bg3 gale #romantasy #fantasy #bg3 tav #fanfiction #TLEL #The Last Ember's Light #gale x tav #gale romance #gale fanfic #slow burn

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sentientgolfball · 6 months ago

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Ghoul Files: Cumulus

Welcome to my little series of ghoul character sheets. The Files are basically little living documents of how I headcanon/characterize each ghoul. I've made one for every ghoul (yes every ghoul) and I'll be slowly uploading them alphabetically by era just for the hell of it.

Find the rest here!

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Name: Cumulus

Element: Air

Pronouns: she/her

Powers: can throw her voice to make it sound like it’s coming from a different direction/all over, use airflow to lift small objects, she can’t fly but if she jumps off a high place she can float down, create gusts of wind, create small clouds.

Love language (giving): big physical touch person, words of affirmation and acts of service are her go to, though.

Love language (receiving): gift giving and quality time. She just loves her pack! And she feels so loved when she gets trinkets from them and she gets to be with them!

Pairings: She’s almost never seen without Cirrus around. Even when the two are with the whole pack. She’s also really close with Sunshine and Aurora and usually goes straight to them if Cirrus isn’t/can’t be around.

Influential Others: Mountain is someone who helped her a lot when she was first summoned. She was struggling real bad with getting used to life on earth and her role as a band ghoul, but Mount was there, along with Cirrus, to support her. Copia also means a lot to her because he was so gentle and so patient with her and was even willing to go through the trouble of summoning another ghoul if she found she didn’t want the pressure of band life. She loves her earth ghoul and her silly little human more than words could describe.

Kinds of People Liked: She just loves people! Like literally, she finds humans so fascinating. Though, her favorites are the ones who don’t take life so seriously, those who can just laugh at the mistakes they make. She doesn’t like to get bogged down by constant self deprecation or the bleakest outlook on life.

Kinds of People Disliked: Generally speaking, there are very few people Cumulus doesn’t like. She tries her best to see the good in everyone! However, if you’re the type to try and take advantage of that constant kindness and patience you may disappear soon. Also people who can’t see past how someone looks. Sorting people into a category based on weird arbitrary societal standards is an immediate turn off.

Time in the Pits: Cumulus was Cirrus’ mate in the Pits. Because of that she was kind of the co-leader of the flock. In a way. The others respected her and anything she had to say, but it wasn’t like she was going around with orders. Though, she’s had to break up her fair share of fights and chase away scavengers. The only real thing she was in charge of was the hunting pairs. Air ghouls hunt in pairs rather than parties and it was her who organized them. When the light of the summoning took Cirrus she didn’t hesitate to go after her. She didn’t want to know what a life without her was like. Forcing her way through nearly killed her but it was worth it to make sure she didn’t lose her heart.

Sense of Humor: Puns. She’s going to find a way to make a pun out of even the most obscure things. She also likes to purposefully act like she doesn’t understand memes/uses memes wrong just to watch the others groan. Especially loves to do it to Phantom, Aurora, and Swiss.

Basic Nature: Cumulus is the most supportive ghoul you’ll meet, though sometimes this does result in chaos. She’s going to encourage every little thing her pack does so she can take so many stupid videos and pictures of them. She’s going to be there for them when they need her. She may also embarrass them subtly but totally on purpose from time to time. She’s just a big affectionate, goofy ghoul.

Compulsions/Habits: When she’s really stressed she has a bad habit of unconsciously pulling out her feathers. She also needs background noise when she’s working, like she’s tried working on little projects quietly when Cirrus gets migraines and she just has trouble focusing without.

Fears: The sky with no clouds…it’s too open. Snakes, she’ll puff up her feathers and trill if one gets near her.

Attitude Towards Own Body: She’s attractive and she knows it. Like she’s not flaunting it unless she’s in a mood…but like she knows she has the goods. This definitely influences the type of clothes she wears when out of uniform.

Sees Self As: She’s always been the second half of a pair. She’s never been the star of the show and she likes it that way. It makes her life easier. That’s why when people say she’s cool and she’s their favorite or something else along those lines she’s touched. Confused and a little flabbergasted, but touched nonetheless.

Hobbies: She crotchets. She actually does a lot of crafty stuff. She can knit, sew, crotchet, cross-stitch. She loves making art! She loves that it’s something she can do Topside! Also baking, ghouls have weird sweet teeth and she provides for the pack…mostly to stop them from stealing from the kitchens.

Pastimes: She likes to go on walks around the Abbey and the surrounding land. She’s only second to Mountain about the layout and the flora and fauna in the forest. She also very much likes hanging out with Aurora and doing makeup, skin care, hair care etc. while telling the day's gossip. There’s a reason why she’s the abbey information broker. She likes to people watch and listen to what goes on.

Collections: She collects preserved bugs! Out of all the little creatures on earth, she is most fascinated with bugs. She has some framed butterflies, amber scorpions, necklaces, and mounts. Aurora refuses to go in her room unless everything is put away minus the butterflies.

Reading Materials Preferred: She likes those very obviously fake news magazines. Like how everything is over dramatically talked about is funny to her.

Most Prized Possession: A quilt she made that is composed of each of her packmates shirts. Everytime they get a new member she goes back and alters it to add them to it. She takes it literally everywhere, she can’t sleep without it. It’s how she keeps them close even when they’re not there.

Favorite Colors: Baby blue, silver, lavender

Favorite Foods: Fruits! Oh she loves fruit so much, bring her a little bowl of fruit if you love her. She really likes those fruit, cream, and granola bowls. Her absolute favorite thing though is strawberry shortcake cupcakes.

General Likes: warm weather, floral perfumes, romcoms, sherpa fabric

General Dislikes: getting dirty, sand, wearing her glasses, beige aesthetics

Is Seen By Others As: Just as fierce as Cirrus but in a different way. She uses her silver tongue to get what she wants and it’s a little scary but also. It's Cumulus. What are you gonna do say no to her?

Typical First Impression: Soft and caring and kind and level headed. Just as fluffy as her namesake.

Morning Routine: She gets up just a bit before Cirrus, going to the kitchen to get her coffee ready before she’s awake. She’ll try to help Swiss and Mountain with making breakfast but she can’t cook for shit, only bake, but she’ll happily hand them ingredients. When she gets tired of that she writes lovely little notes to put in lunch bags or books or guitar cases for the pack to find throughout the day.

Evening Routine: Do not talk to her until she’s had her evening shower. After that she curls up in the common room with the pack writing in her journal while they wait for dinner to be made. Last thing she does before going to sleep is throw on her face mask and put curlers in her hair.

Strongest Character Trait: Her strongest trait is how easily she can let stuff roll off her. She’s a bit clumsy, she gets so excited in the groupchat that she usually has tons of spelling mistakes, she gets excited when she sees her packmates and runs at them and smothers them not caring who sees. She never cares who sees. She didn’t always love her life Topside, and now that she has learned how to, she’s not wasting anymore time. So what if she types a message that can only be deciphered by Cirrus? It makes the others laugh and she loves it.

Weakest Character Trait: She can’t keep her mouth shut. I say this with affection, but Cumulus cannot keep quiet when she learns something. Nobody ever tells her when surprises are given out. There’s not necessarily malicious intent, she just gets excited and needs to tell someone before she explodes. The only exception to this seems to be when someone comes to her to vent. Not a word will be spoken to another when she leaves that room.

Mental/emotional blocks: Even after all this time Lus struggles with feeling like she doesn’t belong. Sure she wasn’t sure if touring was for her in the beginning, but now she couldn’t imagine not doing it. Since she wasn’t originally in the plan she worries one day she’ll be told she’s not needed. That one air ghoul is enough. She was terrified when changes for the Reimperatour began happening. What if she was asked to stay behind just like Aether?

Chores/other job: Cumulus is a shepherd for the flock of Ministry sheep! She occasionally helps with the cattle, but the sheep are hers. Shearing season is her favorite because she gets to collect all the wool and help spin it into yarn.

Long Term Goals: She wants to hone her skills with her fiber arts enough to create a tapestry for the Ministry. Even though Copia is Frater now, she’s still worried about the rest of the Clergy's perfectionist tendencies. She is not going anywhere near them until she creates something worth that meeting.

Present Problems: Honestly, besides her occasional bad day, she doesn’t really have any problems in her life that are so persistent that it heavily impacts her. Though, when she does have those bad days, go check on her with a warm bowl of soup to offer.

One Line Characterization: Cumulus is a goofy, good natured ghoulette who loves this new life she was given.

Room description: Cumulus’ room is very neat and orderly. Her bug collection is on full display all over. Honestly besides that and some other small decoration her room doesn’t look lived in. That’s because she usually sleeps in Cirrus’ room. Her assigned room is more like a glorified storage unit than an actual room. She really only uses it when she or Cirrus is sick, she’s spending the night with another ghoul(s) that’s not Cirrus, or when she’s crafting. Her potted ranunculus sits next to Cirrus’ flower in her room.

Summoning: She clawed her way out of the Pit when Cirrus got surrounded by the light of summoning. She didn’t even hesitate to throw herself into it before it disappeared. When she finally made it Topside she was weak, drained from forcing herself through. She passed out before Cirrus could even say her name. She was very reserved for a very long time until Mountain started slowly introducing her to the inhabitants of the Ministry. She fell in love with humans and learned to fall in love with her new life.

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Favorite position: She just likes to be really really close with her partner. She likes to either have them on her lap or her on their lap.

Dom/sub: Soft dom. Ohhh she is going to take such good care of her partner. She’s going to bend them over and coo softly and praise them the whole time.

Risk: Ask and you shall receive but it’s not her go to. Besides public sex she fucking loves public sex.

Kinks: Tit-fucking and nipple play. She just likes her boobs being played with. She’s a little too into cockwarming and edging, she just likes to hear her partner beg just a little bit before taking such good care of them. Humiliation, but not for herself. Loves to watch her partner make a fool of themselves just for her. Blood. She really likes blood. It’s a little concerning how much she likes blood.

Aftercare: She is going to bundle up and just absolutely shower her partner in praise and kisses. She does keep snacks and water nearby so she doesn’t have to leave if someone gets hungry or thirsty. If any toys are used she does try to clean those immediately before cuddle time though.

Noise level: She's talkative but not noisy. She's constantly praising and checking in. When she does make noise, it’s very quiet and breathy.

Surprise: Lus has a massive toy collection. Like bigger than Swiss. She absolutely loves using toys. She will use multiple. She really likes her strapless strap ons though.

#the band ghost #ghost bc #nameless ghouls #cumulus ghoulette #cumulus ghost #golfball writes #ghoul files

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clover-siya · 4 months ago

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journaling/documenting all the tl moments from split 1 and their time in brasil before i forget it all

close 2-0 vs dig, who was fielding a substitute jungler

apa/umti hand hold on stage

tragic 1-2 vs 100t (same week as cloud/fly upset, upsets in all major regions)

general public is mad at umti

general public wants to stream scrims but tl players are openly hesitant (apa says it's bad from a competitive standpoint, the rest say they're open to exploring)

better 2-0 vs sr

apa and the team sing the "gwenchana ding ding ding ding ding" meme during ending voice comms

umti and apa underperformance 0-1 vs fly

travel to brasil

yeon's solo queue name is rin itoshi

yeon's mullet is mulleting

other lta players, staff all comment that tl scrim results are bad

corejj and mayumi doing all the br content

br crowd clearly boos all other ltan teams besides tl

vs isurus estral

tl awtf br hosts isurus estral (their first match opponent)

apa does the "wait" dance challenge with ie mireu

tl go 2-1 vs ie, is the only non 2-0 result

noteable gameplay: apa gets to play ziggs :3c, apa's tali dragged vi around, josedeodo gets 3 obj steals in a row

tl vs ie all-chat goes hard

apa flirts with mireu on stage

apa umti hug slow mo cam

based fan screams and yells at yeon waving a jackeylove jersey shouting "JACKEYLOVE IS YOUR FATHER"

vs c9

spawn comes to brasil starting this series

yeon pulls out the best freaky react (alongside swiffer)

core also does a 🖐️😝🤚 react

famous game 3 40-minute pause after ziggs gets obliterated, bc vulcan's poppy had a bug. (ref ruled chronobreak acceptable, but chronobreak didn't work, so ref ruled resume game.) game 3 ended literally 10 seconds later

apa reclining and stretching during the pause

apa and umti doing hearts at the audience during the pause

umti did fucking great in game

the whole team did great

vs 100t

audience is for team liquid

spawn, swiffer, and apa have mustache solidarity

sunglasses walkout... yeon glasses on glasses. apa mogged quid. umti did a happy handshake with river.

apa interview predicts 3-2 for the fans!!!!

famous pause after game 2 draft because yeon's glasses broke

^^^ based brasil team sacrifices someone's screws and fixes the glasses

^^^ bunch of glam shots of yeon, apa, and umti during this pause

tl 3-0s 100t, game 1 was clean, won g2 and g3 through comeback plays

the trophy looks hella heavy and yeon and umti struggle lifting it

apa bumps into corejj and he falls on the floor and almost lands on his arm badly

umti gets the post match interview and he's been saying his practice portuguese every time he can

yeon, apa, and impact do a simultaneous freaky react (after apa says he's a visual learner :3)

umti gets most fearless player

yeon gets fmvp

#realizing how important archiving is for my peanut memory #the good times arent forever..#first stand here we go #team liquid #no organization here sorry. i need to make a tl archive for myself

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hulijingemperor2 · 29 days ago

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Just Qin Huanghou meeting the Divination Commission ~

The leader of the Divination Commission aboard the Xianzhou Luofu, Fu Xuan came to meet Qin Su, to show her around the Commission and most importantly where they operate and manufacture the Jade abacai.

Fu xuan: greetings, Huanghou. Are you ready?

Qin Su: Fu Xuan, nice to meet you.

Of course! I'm so excited to see your technologies. Hopefully the jianghu and our fox spirits can adopt it.

Fu xuan: anything for the hulijing empire, Huanghou.

And we have our people to introduce these kinds of technology to them.

Qin Su: excellent. But it seems like it shouldn't end up in the wrong hands.

Fu xuan: that's correct.

Hence we have civilian versions of the Jade abacus.

Honestly they're really cute, and I'll show them to you.

Qin Su: I would love that.

Fu xuan: our special intelligence is only for Diviners, and the Mengs. No one else can access it.

Qin Su: oh waw.

Fu xuan: shall we?

Qin Su: mn.

They both then embarked on the Xianzhou Luofu, which was casually parked in an imperial helipad, that Yao Huangdi had recently created. Then shortly after, they were off.

Qin Su: the Xianzhou Luofu is an entire floating city. Do people get lost here?

Fu xuan: I haven't heard of anyone getting lost, but maybe a couple newcomers had. I guess.

Everyone belongs to a certain district and department.

Whether they specialize medicine, art, astrology, intelligence, sky Faring, piloting, Divination or craftsmanship. Also there's a base for Cloud Knights.

Qin Su: what about the civilians?

Fu xuan: much like a city. We have markets, stores, restaurants and places of leisure for them.

And not only your fox spirits are living here, but Xianzhou natives like me and the Vidhyadharas.

Our Arbiter General would keep our little cosmopolitan city in tack.

Qin Su: it's good that everyone is living happily together.

Fu xuan: all thanks to Guangyao Huangdi, and our very history.

Let me send a message to one of my diviner friends to tell them that you have arrived.

Qin Su: as in send a letter?

Fu Xuan: no no. Watch this. *lifts up her hand with a Jade bracelet, which shot out a sort of typing interface.

"The empress is here. Get ready."

Qin Su: *astonished* how?

Fu Xuan: this is an example of a civilian Jade abacus.

We just type in whatever message and it would be sent using Jade waves.

Qin Su: that's really unique!

Fu Xuan: we have plenty stores selling them, for civilian use.

And there are many other shapes and versions of it.

Qin Su: may I know how to operate it, and maybe show it to my family?

Fu xuan: of course, Huanghou.

We would always love to see our Huangdi and Dianxias posting things on our interfaces.

There are blogs where we can store and save messages and important info. And it can be updated every week if one likes.

Qin Su: aw, lovely.

The Divination Commission.📍

As expected, it was quite spacey, but that space was filled with huge Jade abacai.

The Jade abacus comprises of tall jade pillars with Divination symbols and encryptions. As well as rectangular typing interfaces and screens.

Fu Xuan: Huanghou, meet my team.

Here's our Matrix manager, Huixing.

Huixing: *bow* I'm so happy to see you!

Qin Su: same, Huixing.

Huixing: you're really gorgeous as they say.

You and Huangdi.

Qin Su: aww thank you.

Huixing: it's an honour to show you around.

Fu Xuan: told you that Huanghou would be interested in our technology.

Huixing: aha, of course I knew would see that coming.

Fu xuan: this is our librarian, Qingyue.

Other than keeping books on tutorials and abacus info, she invented a new coding system and stored many Important documents that's currently being transferred to the abacus.

A few 4th year diviner apprentices would do that for training.

Qingqyue: *pays respects* Huanghou.

Qin Su: you're quite talented and hardworking.

I commend you.

Qingyue: thank you so much.

Yes it's a lot of hard work.

Fu xuan: and these are the other diviners in my circle. As you know there are millions of diviners.

Jingzhai and Mingyue.

Both: *kneels*

Fu xuan: they're very very charming, by the way.

Qin Su: *smiling* greetings, fellow diviners, you may rise.

Jingzhai: welcome, Huanghou.

Mingyue: Huanghou we'll teach and show you everything.

Fu xuan: mhm.

Qin Su: I'm honoured.

Fu Xuan: guys, have you forgotten something?

Mingyue: oh right right! Huanghou, we'll serve you some refreshments. Forgive us.

Qin Su: it's fine. Perhaps we can have refreshments later. I'm eager to learn from you.

Fu xuan: this is our Jade interface, which allows us to type. You can navigate with this touch pad.

Qin Su: oh waw.

Fu Xuan: you can also ask the abacus a question, and it would reply.

Go ahead, Huangdi.

Qin Su: *types* "do you know who I am"

Fu xuan: the abacus is filled will a lot of info as well as predictions. And it never fails.

Mingyue: us diviners would deal with the input.

Within a minute, a whole biography of Qin su appeared on the screen. Then a voice began to project from the abacus.

"Qin Su, also known as Empress Qin, is the wife of Emperor Meng Yao. She is the daughter of the former clan leader Qin of the wealthy Laoling Qin clan.............."

Qin Su: I can't believe it.

Fu Xuan: there are some pictures of you too!

Qin Su: WHAT?

Jingzhai: Huanghou.....some people may have taken pictures you and the Mengs without your knowledge.

Are you OK with that?

Qin su: ahaha it's fine. I love the technology. I'm just dumbfounded.

Jingzhai: we have billions of pictures of Huangdi. Every girl has a picture of Taizi Dianxia, Er and San Dianxia.

Qin Su: oh dear.

Jingzhai: the princes are very good looking, ma'am.

Qin su: ah, as they all should.

They have gorgeous parents, so.

Jingzhai: *laughing* yes, yes. Definitely!!

Fu xuan: the Meng paintings are digitalised too. However we have everything under control. Our Arbiter ordered us to keep these pictures respectable.

Qin Su: much appreciated. And they're all beautiful.

I hope they use their skills to promote the culture of our empire. We have a lot of talents, lores, history, food and fashion.

And now how our empire is diverse because of the Xianzhou Alliance.

Fu xuan: As you wish, Huanghou.

Brilliant idea.

Jingzhai: Huanghou, let me show you these holographic devices.

We would record things for one side, and it will be converted into a hologram.

Thereafter, he pressed one of the abacai, turning it on. Then the hologram appeared and showed a market scene.

Qin Su: that's really cool. And all of this is happening in real-time?

Jiangzai: yes. There are prerecorded stuff too.

Look at this. *shows her a hologram video of Yao Huangdi meeting the cloud Knights*

Qin Su: aw look Huangdi.

How charming.

Where do you guys hide.

Mingyi: we don't. We're invited, but the imperial family isn't aware of our technology.

Huangdi only knows that we're here to take notes and make sketches.

Recording is something new.

Qin Su: I'm amused.

Fu xuan: every Arbiter would have a team of diviners, to predict and create navigation maps.

Once we had detected a Borisin ship coming thousands of miles away, heading in our direction.

The abacus told us that they're planning to crash into us instead of using lasers and canons.

Qin Su: then what did you do?

Fu Xuan: luckily, we have some Xianzhou natives that had studied Su Xiandu's teleportation theories, so we were able manipulate the time vortex and get out of danger.

However, we left a little surprise for our enemies.

The holographic frame of the Luofu.

Mingyue: it's not like the holograms here. Hence it's much stronger, and would destroy anything that comes into contact with it.

Qin Su: you all are so brilliant.

Fu xuan: but that's just our Prescience Matrix. Which is a group of Jade abacai working together.

Some other diviners brought out trays of Jade abacus jewelry and tablet shaped abacai, for display.

Fu Xuan: which one do you like?

We would love to gift you your own.

And since we have more where that came from, the Mengs can have the rest of them.

Jingzhai: they're all state of the art!

Fu xuan may I walk you through it.

Qin Su: go ahead! They do indeed look state of the art.

Abacus bracelets~ They can be linked to over 3000 other devices. All you got to do is clink them together.

Like the tablets and square pendants, it has messaging, saving, notifications, holograms, music, recordings, voice messages, camera, and a health tracker.

It tells you your qi level, blood level and aura. The health function will predict your future wellbeing, so that you can easily prevent falling ill.

Qin Su: putting Jiaoqiu out of business?

Fu xuan: he came up with the idea!

Huangdi doesn't need one, as he has many physicians already.

Abacus earrings~ holograms and airbuds, to secretly listen to messages or music. Messages have a self distruct.

Abacus necklace~ is for holograms too, as well as recording messages.

Abacus rings and these beads are just for recording and producing holograms only.

Box Abacus~ are for projection.

Fu Xuan: and Huangdi would love this one! It's a computer that can store and organize all his files.

Qin Su: excellent for the emperor.

He is a workaholic, and would love that.

Fu Xuan: but this one here is just basic. We had customized a computer for the emperor.

Qin Su: aw waw. He can store everything here.

Fu xuan: he can broadcast and send us messages, and keep in touch with his Jianghu affairs.

Qin su: then that means Su Xiandu needs one too.

Fu Xuan: certainly. But we must present it to the emperor first.

Qin su: that's right.

Jingzhai: Ma'am, it would be an honour to assist Huangdi in managing his files and emails.

Qin Su: marvelous. What a wonderful idea.

~~~

After the little exhibition, they sat and had refreshments. Then a conversation started.

Qin Su: Fu Xuan, thank you for having me. Your Divination Commission is beautiful, along with the rest of the Luofu.

Fu xuan: thank you, empress. Any time.

You, Huangdi and the rest of the imperial Mengs are ate always welcome.

Qin Su: aw. Do you know anything about our preceptor, Seimei?

Fu Xuan: he's very legendary.

I have only seen him once.

Qin Su: I see.

Fu xuan: he helps Foxians with astrology, and then just leaves for a long period of time.

Qin Su: oh.

You have foresight, correct?

Fu xuan: yes Huanghou. You're 100% correct. And I gave my Diviners foresight too.

Qin Su: tell me. Would A-Song be a great emperor one day?

And what about Aqing as his companion?

Fu xuan: *closes her eyes when the gem on her forehead began to glow*

Qin Su: *astonished*

Fu xuan: Rusong Taizi will be a legendary emperor like his father.

He'll bring in the Renaissance of precious Meng artifacts as well as new ideas mixed with old Meng ideologies.

Yao Huangdi had restored the Mengs, and Rusong will revive it and permanently seal it in history.

Your Qin Sect will become very popular and almost entitled, as their clan leader is the emperor of all fox spirits and cultivators.

Qin Su: That's amazing!

I'm happy for A-Song.

I knew he would do great things.

Fu xuan: As for A-qing. She would stand by his side.

However she would do things her own way.

Qin su: what do you mean??

Fu xuan: you are literal Qin sect royalty. As you're the daughter of a clan leader. It was easy for you to adapt to a lavish lifestyle, rules and ethics.

But Aqing had a different upbringing. She's less retrained.

She can pair up with Huangdi, who had a simple and almost dangerous childhood too~ despite being the emperor.

You're well polished, and would stay polished, Aqing is Rouge but, like you, she is destined to be a Huanghou, and Yao Huangdi grew up in a place spat upon by everyone, but that didn't take his imperial blood, history and birthright away from him. Wherever he is, he will always be our Huangdi.

Qin Su: remarkable. It's a really interesting insight. You're brilliant.

Fu xuan: it's all about nature vs nurture and destiny.

If you're truly destined, then your environment and experiences will mold you into the role you're set to have.

Qin su: I can listen to you all day.

You should definitely meet Huangdi, and Lord Shen. He's another intelligent individual.

Fu xuan: that would be a pleasure.

Shen Qingqiu was on my mind for a while. He's quite fierce, and knows what he wants.

I never new there would be someone who can challenge team dimple.

Qin su: *laughing* I know right.

It's hilarious and he's so savage.

Fu xuan: he'll forever stand by the emperor.

Qin Su: lovely.

Fu Xuan: are you aware that he has a crush on you too. But he's quite sophisticated, so there's nothing to worry about.

He knows that you're the empress and you should be respected as such.

Qin Su: aha I know. He's a darling.

Fu xuan: he rather worship you instead of make advances.

Qin Su: so sweet and quite respectful.

And my heart is only for Yao Huangdi.

Fu xuan: As you should. You loved him even before he got back his glory. You both are each other's strength.

Shen Qingqiu had gifted the Mengs and especially Taizi with such a gift.

Qin Su: Ning Yingying? Oh yes. She's such a talented and refined young woman. I'm very fond of her, and she's perfect for A-Song.

Fu xuan: I can tell. But try not to favour one over the other.

Your nature will pull you towards Ning Yingying more.

Qin Su: mn. But it all depends on A-Song

Fu xuan: correct.

Anyways Ouyang Zizhen is fine. He's a young clan leader, destined for power and influence. These three are a close team, and should stay that way.

Qin Su: they should.

~~~

Next day, everyone in Jing Manor got their Jade abacus, and Yao Huangdi got his computer. This was were he broadcasted his very first digital message to all the Xianzhou ships:

"My dear people of the Xianzhou Luofu, and the Divination Commission, I'm quite impressed by your advanced technology. Your Huangdi was always aware of your creativity and your foresight. I commend you on expanding your special intelligence to the civilians, so that they can communicate and store information. I heard that the Jade abacus is indestructible.

When I don't have the time to personally write or record, I'll have my PR, Shen Yuan or Su Xiandu write emails.

This should be introduced to the Jianghu in the near future. Thank you very much for your contribution.

your beloved Yao Huang. "

Then he goes on to sending a message to his hulijings who aren't apart of the Xianzhou Alliance, as well as the clans.

Hoping that he spreads the technology to everyone.

#the huli jing emperor #hulijing emperor 2 #meng yao #foxyao #jin guangyao #dimpledlianfang #su she #jin zixuan #the untamed #qin su

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aiseoexperteurope · 23 days ago

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WHAT IS VERTEX AI SEARCH

Vertex AI Search: A Comprehensive Analysis

1. Executive Summary

Vertex AI Search emerges as a pivotal component of Google Cloud's artificial intelligence portfolio, offering enterprises the capability to deploy search experiences with the quality and sophistication characteristic of Google's own search technologies. This service is fundamentally designed to handle diverse data types, both structured and unstructured, and is increasingly distinguished by its deep integration with generative AI, most notably through its out-of-the-box Retrieval Augmented Generation (RAG) functionalities. This RAG capability is central to its value proposition, enabling organizations to ground large language model (LLM) responses in their proprietary data, thereby enhancing accuracy, reliability, and contextual relevance while mitigating the risk of generating factually incorrect information.

The platform's strengths are manifold, stemming from Google's decades of expertise in semantic search and natural language processing. Vertex AI Search simplifies the traditionally complex workflows associated with building RAG systems, including data ingestion, processing, embedding, and indexing. It offers specialized solutions tailored for key industries such as retail, media, and healthcare, addressing their unique vernacular and operational needs. Furthermore, its integration within the broader Vertex AI ecosystem, including access to advanced models like Gemini, positions it as a comprehensive solution for building sophisticated AI-driven applications.

However, the adoption of Vertex AI Search is not without its considerations. The pricing model, while granular and offering a "pay-as-you-go" approach, can be complex, necessitating careful cost modeling, particularly for features like generative AI and always-on components such as Vector Search index serving. User experiences and technical documentation also point to potential implementation hurdles for highly specific or advanced use cases, including complexities in IAM permission management and evolving query behaviors with platform updates. The rapid pace of innovation, while a strength, also requires organizations to remain adaptable.

Ultimately, Vertex AI Search represents a strategic asset for organizations aiming to unlock the value of their enterprise data through advanced search and AI. It provides a pathway to not only enhance information retrieval but also to build a new generation of AI-powered applications that are deeply informed by and integrated with an organization's unique knowledge base. Its continued evolution suggests a trajectory towards becoming a core reasoning engine for enterprise AI, extending beyond search to power more autonomous and intelligent systems.

2. Introduction to Vertex AI Search

Vertex AI Search is establishing itself as a significant offering within Google Cloud's AI capabilities, designed to transform how enterprises access and utilize their information. Its strategic placement within the Google Cloud ecosystem and its core value proposition address critical needs in the evolving landscape of enterprise data management and artificial intelligence.

Defining Vertex AI Search

Vertex AI Search is a service integrated into Google Cloud's Vertex AI Agent Builder. Its primary function is to equip developers with the tools to create secure, high-quality search experiences comparable to Google's own, tailored for a wide array of applications. These applications span public-facing websites, internal corporate intranets, and, significantly, serve as the foundation for Retrieval Augmented Generation (RAG) systems that power generative AI agents and applications. The service achieves this by amalgamating deep information retrieval techniques, advanced natural language processing (NLP), and the latest innovations in large language model (LLM) processing. This combination allows Vertex AI Search to more accurately understand user intent and deliver the most pertinent results, marking a departure from traditional keyword-based search towards more sophisticated semantic and conversational search paradigms.

Strategic Position within Google Cloud AI Ecosystem

The service is not a standalone product but a core element of Vertex AI, Google Cloud's comprehensive and unified machine learning platform. This integration is crucial, as Vertex AI Search leverages and interoperates with other Vertex AI tools and services. Notable among these are Document AI, which facilitates the processing and understanding of diverse document formats , and direct access to Google's powerful foundation models, including the multimodal Gemini family. Its incorporation within the Vertex AI Agent Builder further underscores Google's strategy to provide an end-to-end toolkit for constructing advanced AI agents and applications, where robust search and retrieval capabilities are fundamental.

Core Purpose and Value Proposition

The fundamental aim of Vertex AI Search is to empower enterprises to construct search applications of Google's caliber, operating over their own controlled datasets, which can encompass both structured and unstructured information. A central pillar of its value proposition is its capacity to function as an "out-of-the-box" RAG system. This feature is critical for grounding LLM responses in an enterprise's specific data, a process that significantly improves the accuracy, reliability, and contextual relevance of AI-generated content, thereby reducing the propensity for LLMs to produce "hallucinations" or factually incorrect statements. The simplification of the intricate workflows typically associated with RAG systems—including Extract, Transform, Load (ETL) processes, Optical Character Recognition (OCR), data chunking, embedding generation, and indexing—is a major attraction for businesses.

Moreover, Vertex AI Search extends its utility through specialized, pre-tuned offerings designed for specific industries such as retail (Vertex AI Search for Commerce), media and entertainment (Vertex AI Search for Media), and healthcare and life sciences. These tailored solutions are engineered to address the unique terminologies, data structures, and operational requirements prevalent in these sectors.

The pronounced emphasis on "out-of-the-box RAG" and the simplification of data processing pipelines points towards a deliberate strategy by Google to lower the entry barrier for enterprises seeking to leverage advanced Generative AI capabilities. Many organizations may lack the specialized AI talent or resources to build such systems from the ground up. Vertex AI Search offers a managed, pre-configured solution, effectively democratizing access to sophisticated RAG technology. By making these capabilities more accessible, Google is not merely selling a search product; it is positioning Vertex AI Search as a foundational layer for a new wave of enterprise AI applications. This approach encourages broader adoption of Generative AI within businesses by mitigating some inherent risks, like LLM hallucinations, and reducing technical complexities. This, in turn, is likely to drive increased consumption of other Google Cloud services, such as storage, compute, and LLM APIs, fostering a more integrated and potentially "sticky" ecosystem.

Furthermore, Vertex AI Search serves as a conduit between traditional enterprise search mechanisms and the frontier of advanced AI. It is built upon "Google's deep expertise and decades of experience in semantic search technologies" , while concurrently incorporating "the latest in large language model (LLM) processing" and "Gemini generative AI". This dual nature allows it to support conventional search use cases, such as website and intranet search , alongside cutting-edge AI applications like RAG for generative AI agents and conversational AI systems. This design provides an evolutionary pathway for enterprises. Organizations can commence by enhancing existing search functionalities and then progressively adopt more advanced AI features as their internal AI maturity and comfort levels grow. This adaptability makes Vertex AI Search an attractive proposition for a diverse range of customers with varying immediate needs and long-term AI ambitions. Such an approach enables Google to capture market share in both the established enterprise search market and the rapidly expanding generative AI application platform market. It offers a smoother transition for businesses, diminishing the perceived risk of adopting state-of-the-art AI by building upon familiar search paradigms, thereby future-proofing their investment.

3. Core Capabilities and Architecture

Vertex AI Search is engineered with a rich set of features and a flexible architecture designed to handle diverse enterprise data and power sophisticated search and AI applications. Its capabilities span from foundational search quality to advanced generative AI enablement, supported by robust data handling mechanisms and extensive customization options.

Key Features

Vertex AI Search integrates several core functionalities that define its power and versatility:

Google-Quality Search: At its heart, the service leverages Google's profound experience in semantic search technologies. This foundation aims to deliver highly relevant search results across a wide array of content types, moving beyond simple keyword matching to incorporate advanced natural language understanding (NLU) and contextual awareness.

Out-of-the-Box Retrieval Augmented Generation (RAG): A cornerstone feature is its ability to simplify the traditionally complex RAG pipeline. Processes such as ETL, OCR, document chunking, embedding generation, indexing, storage, information retrieval, and summarization are streamlined, often requiring just a few clicks to configure. This capability is paramount for grounding LLM responses in enterprise-specific data, which significantly enhances the trustworthiness and accuracy of generative AI applications.

Document Understanding: The service benefits from integration with Google's Document AI suite, enabling sophisticated processing of both structured and unstructured documents. This allows for the conversion of raw documents into actionable data, including capabilities like layout parsing and entity extraction.

Vector Search: Vertex AI Search incorporates powerful vector search technology, essential for modern embeddings-based applications. While it offers out-of-the-box embedding generation and automatic fine-tuning, it also provides flexibility for advanced users. They can utilize custom embeddings and gain direct control over the underlying vector database for specialized use cases such as recommendation engines and ad serving. Recent enhancements include the ability to create and deploy indexes without writing code, and a significant reduction in indexing latency for smaller datasets, from hours down to minutes. However, it's important to note user feedback regarding Vector Search, which has highlighted concerns about operational costs (e.g., the need to keep compute resources active even when not querying), limitations with certain file types (e.g., .xlsx), and constraints on embedding dimensions for specific corpus configurations. This suggests a balance to be struck between the power of Vector Search and its operational overhead and flexibility.

Generative AI Features: The platform is designed to enable grounded answers by synthesizing information from multiple sources. It also supports the development of conversational AI capabilities , often powered by advanced models like Google's Gemini.

Comprehensive APIs: For developers who require fine-grained control or are building bespoke RAG solutions, Vertex AI Search exposes a suite of APIs. These include APIs for the Document AI Layout Parser, ranking algorithms, grounded generation, and the check grounding API, which verifies the factual basis of generated text.

Data Handling

Effective data management is crucial for any search system. Vertex AI Search provides several mechanisms for ingesting, storing, and organizing data:

Supported Data Sources:

Websites: Content can be indexed by simply providing site URLs.

Structured Data: The platform supports data from BigQuery tables and NDJSON files, enabling hybrid search (a combination of keyword and semantic search) or recommendation systems. Common examples include product catalogs, movie databases, or professional directories.

Unstructured Data: Documents in various formats (PDF, DOCX, etc.) and images can be ingested for hybrid search. Use cases include searching through private repositories of research publications or financial reports. Notably, some limitations, such as lack of support for .xlsx files, have been reported specifically for Vector Search.

Healthcare Data: FHIR R4 formatted data, often imported from the Cloud Healthcare API, can be used to enable hybrid search over clinical data and patient records.

Media Data: A specialized structured data schema is available for the media industry, catering to content like videos, news articles, music tracks, and podcasts.

Third-party Data Sources: Vertex AI Search offers connectors (some in Preview) to synchronize data from various third-party applications, such as Jira, Confluence, and Salesforce, ensuring that search results reflect the latest information from these systems.

Data Stores and Apps: A fundamental architectural concept in Vertex AI Search is the one-to-one relationship between an "app" (which can be a search or a recommendations app) and a "data store". Data is imported into a specific data store, where it is subsequently indexed. The platform provides different types of data stores, each optimized for a particular kind of data (e.g., website content, structured data, unstructured documents, healthcare records, media assets).

Indexing and Corpus: The term "corpus" refers to the underlying storage and indexing mechanism within Vertex AI Search. Even when users interact with data stores, which act as an abstraction layer, the corpus is the foundational component where data is stored and processed. It is important to understand that costs are associated with the corpus, primarily driven by the volume of indexed data, the amount of storage consumed, and the number of queries processed.

Schema Definition: Users have the ability to define a schema that specifies which metadata fields from their documents should be indexed. This schema also helps in understanding the structure of the indexed documents.

Real-time Ingestion: For datasets that change frequently, Vertex AI Search supports real-time ingestion. This can be implemented using a Pub/Sub topic to publish notifications about new or updated documents. A Cloud Function can then subscribe to this topic and use the Vertex AI Search API to ingest, update, or delete documents in the corresponding data store, thereby maintaining data freshness. This is a critical feature for dynamic environments.

Automated Processing for RAG: When used for Retrieval Augmented Generation, Vertex AI Search automates many of the complex data processing steps, including ETL, OCR, document chunking, embedding generation, and indexing.

The "corpus" serves as the foundational layer for both storage and indexing, and its management has direct cost implications. While data stores provide a user-friendly abstraction, the actual costs are tied to the size of this underlying corpus and the activity it handles. This means that effective data management strategies, such as determining what data to index and defining retention policies, are crucial for optimizing costs, even with the simplified interface of data stores. The "pay only for what you use" principle is directly linked to the activity and volume within this corpus. For large-scale deployments, particularly those involving substantial datasets like the 500GB use case mentioned by a user , the cost implications of the corpus can be a significant planning factor.

There is an observable interplay between the platform's "out-of-the-box" simplicity and the requirements of advanced customization. Vertex AI Search is heavily promoted for its ease of setup and pre-built RAG capabilities , with an emphasis on an "easy experience to get started". However, highly specific enterprise scenarios or complex user requirements—such as querying by unique document identifiers, maintaining multi-year conversational contexts, needing specific embedding dimensions, or handling unsupported file formats like XLSX —may necessitate delving into more intricate configurations, API utilization, and custom development work. For example, implementing real-time ingestion requires setting up Pub/Sub and Cloud Functions , and achieving certain filtering behaviors might involve workarounds like using metadata fields. While comprehensive APIs are available for "granular control or bespoke RAG solutions" , this means that the platform's inherent simplicity has boundaries, and deep technical expertise might still be essential for optimal or highly tailored implementations. This suggests a tiered user base: one that leverages Vertex AI Search as a turnkey solution, and another that uses it as a powerful, extensible toolkit for custom builds.

Querying and Customization

Vertex AI Search provides flexible ways to query data and customize the search experience:

Query Types: The platform supports Google-quality search, which represents an evolution from basic keyword matching to modern, conversational search experiences. It can be configured to return only a list of search results or to provide generative, AI-powered answers. A recent user-reported issue (May 2025) indicated that queries against JSON data in the latest release might require phrasing in natural language, suggesting an evolving query interpretation mechanism that prioritizes NLU.

Customization Options:

Vertex AI Search offers extensive capabilities to tailor search experiences to specific needs.

Metadata Filtering: A key customization feature is the ability to filter search results based on indexed metadata fields. For instance, if direct filtering by rag_file_ids is not supported by a particular API (like the Grounding API), adding a file_id to document metadata and filtering on that field can serve as an effective alternative.

Search Widget: Integration into websites can be achieved easily by embedding a JavaScript widget or an HTML component.

API Integration: For more profound control and custom integrations, the AI Applications API can be used.

LLM Feature Activation: Features that provide generative answers powered by LLMs typically need to be explicitly enabled.

Refinement Options: Users can preview search results and refine them by adding or modifying metadata (e.g., based on HTML structure for websites), boosting the ranking of certain results (e.g., based on publication date), or applying filters (e.g., based on URL patterns or other metadata).

Events-based Reranking and Autocomplete: The platform also supports advanced tuning options such as reranking results based on user interaction events and providing autocomplete suggestions for search queries.

Multi-Turn Conversation Support:

For conversational AI applications, the Grounding API can utilize the history of a conversation as context for generating subsequent responses.

To maintain context in multi-turn dialogues, it is recommended to store previous prompts and responses (e.g., in a database or cache) and include this history in the next prompt to the model, while being mindful of the context window limitations of the underlying LLMs.

The evolving nature of query interpretation, particularly the reported shift towards requiring natural language queries for JSON data , underscores a broader trend. If this change is indicative of a deliberate platform direction, it signals a significant alignment of the query experience with Google's core strengths in NLU and conversational AI, likely driven by models like Gemini. This could simplify interactions for end-users but may require developers accustomed to more structured query languages for structured data to adapt their approaches. Such a shift prioritizes natural language understanding across the platform. However, it could also introduce friction for existing applications or development teams that have built systems based on previous query behaviors. This highlights the dynamic nature of managed services, where underlying changes can impact functionality, necessitating user adaptation and diligent monitoring of release notes.

4. Applications and Use Cases

Vertex AI Search is designed to cater to a wide spectrum of applications, from enhancing traditional enterprise search to enabling sophisticated generative AI solutions across various industries. Its versatility allows organizations to leverage their data in novel and impactful ways.

Enterprise Search

A primary application of Vertex AI Search is the modernization and improvement of search functionalities within an organization:

Improving Search for Websites and Intranets: The platform empowers businesses to deploy Google-quality search capabilities on their external-facing websites and internal corporate portals or intranets. This can significantly enhance user experience by making information more discoverable. For basic implementations, this can be as straightforward as integrating a pre-built search widget.

Employee and Customer Search: Vertex AI Search provides a comprehensive toolkit for accessing, processing, and analyzing enterprise information. This can be used to create powerful search experiences for employees, helping them find internal documents, locate subject matter experts, or access company knowledge bases more efficiently. Similarly, it can improve customer-facing search for product discovery, support documentation, or FAQs.

Generative AI Enablement

Vertex AI Search plays a crucial role in the burgeoning field of generative AI by providing essential grounding capabilities:

Grounding LLM Responses (RAG): A key and frequently highlighted use case is its function as an out-of-the-box Retrieval Augmented Generation (RAG) system. In this capacity, Vertex AI Search retrieves relevant and factual information from an organization's own data repositories. This retrieved information is then used to "ground" the responses generated by Large Language Models (LLMs). This process is vital for improving the accuracy, reliability, and contextual relevance of LLM outputs, and critically, for reducing the incidence of "hallucinations"—the tendency of LLMs to generate plausible but incorrect or fabricated information.

Powering Generative AI Agents and Apps: By providing robust grounding capabilities, Vertex AI Search serves as a foundational component for building sophisticated generative AI agents and applications. These AI systems can then interact with and reason about company-specific data, leading to more intelligent and context-aware automated solutions.

Industry-Specific Solutions

Recognizing that different industries have unique data types, terminologies, and objectives, Google Cloud offers specialized versions of Vertex AI Search:

Vertex AI Search for Commerce (Retail): This version is specifically tuned to enhance the search, product recommendation, and browsing experiences on retail e-commerce channels. It employs AI to understand complex customer queries, interpret shopper intent (even when expressed using informal language or colloquialisms), and automatically provide dynamic spell correction and relevant synonym suggestions. Furthermore, it can optimize search results based on specific business objectives, such as click-through rates (CTR), revenue per session, and conversion rates.

Vertex AI Search for Media (Media and Entertainment): Tailored for the media industry, this solution aims to deliver more personalized content recommendations, often powered by generative AI. The strategic goal is to increase consumer engagement and time spent on media platforms, which can translate to higher advertising revenue, subscription retention, and overall platform loyalty. It supports structured data formats commonly used in the media sector for assets like videos, news articles, music, and podcasts.

Vertex AI Search for Healthcare and Life Sciences: This offering provides a medically tuned search engine designed to improve the experiences of both patients and healthcare providers. It can be used, for example, to search through vast clinical data repositories, electronic health records, or a patient's clinical history using exploratory queries. This solution is also built with compliance with healthcare data regulations like HIPAA in mind.

The development of these industry-specific versions like "Vertex AI Search for Commerce," "Vertex AI Search for Media," and "Vertex AI Search for Healthcare and Life Sciences" is not merely a cosmetic adaptation. It represents a strategic decision by Google to avoid a one-size-fits-all approach. These offerings are "tuned for unique industry requirements" , incorporating specialized terminologies, understanding industry-specific data structures, and aligning with distinct business objectives. This targeted approach significantly lowers the barrier to adoption for companies within these verticals, as the solution arrives pre-optimized for their particular needs, thereby reducing the requirement for extensive custom development or fine-tuning. This industry-specific strategy serves as a potent market penetration tactic, allowing Google to compete more effectively against niche players in each vertical and to demonstrate clear return on investment by addressing specific, high-value industry challenges. It also fosters deeper integration into the core business processes of these enterprises, positioning Vertex AI Search as a more strategic and less easily substitutable component of their technology infrastructure. This could, over time, lead to the development of distinct, industry-focused data ecosystems and best practices centered around Vertex AI Search.

Embeddings-Based Applications (via Vector Search)

The underlying Vector Search capability within Vertex AI Search also enables a range of applications that rely on semantic similarity of embeddings:

Recommendation Engines: Vector Search can be a core component in building recommendation engines. By generating numerical representations (embeddings) of items (e.g., products, articles, videos), it can find and suggest items that are semantically similar to what a user is currently viewing or has interacted with in the past.

Chatbots: For advanced chatbots that need to understand user intent deeply and retrieve relevant information from extensive knowledge bases, Vector Search provides powerful semantic matching capabilities. This allows chatbots to provide more accurate and contextually appropriate responses.

Ad Serving: In the domain of digital advertising, Vector Search can be employed for semantic matching to deliver more relevant advertisements to users based on content or user profiles.

The Vector Search component is presented both as an integral technology powering the semantic retrieval within the managed Vertex AI Search service and as a potent, standalone tool accessible via the broader Vertex AI platform. Snippet , for instance, outlines a methodology for constructing a recommendation engine using Vector Search directly. This dual role means that Vector Search is foundational to the core semantic retrieval capabilities of Vertex AI Search, and simultaneously, it is a powerful component that can be independently leveraged by developers to build other custom AI applications. Consequently, enhancements to Vector Search, such as the recently reported reductions in indexing latency , benefit not only the out-of-the-box Vertex AI Search experience but also any custom AI solutions that developers might construct using this underlying technology. Google is, in essence, offering a spectrum of access to its vector database technology. Enterprises can consume it indirectly and with ease through the managed Vertex AI Search offering, or they can harness it more directly for bespoke AI projects. This flexibility caters to varying levels of technical expertise and diverse application requirements. As more enterprises adopt embeddings for a multitude of AI tasks, a robust, scalable, and user-friendly Vector Search becomes an increasingly critical piece of infrastructure, likely driving further adoption of the entire Vertex AI ecosystem.

Document Processing and Analysis

Leveraging its integration with Document AI, Vertex AI Search offers significant capabilities in document processing:

The service can help extract valuable information, classify documents based on content, and split large documents into manageable chunks. This transforms static documents into actionable intelligence, which can streamline various business workflows and enable more data-driven decision-making. For example, it can be used for analyzing large volumes of textual data, such as customer feedback, product reviews, or research papers, to extract key themes and insights.

Case Studies (Illustrative Examples)

While specific case studies for "Vertex AI Search" are sometimes intertwined with broader "Vertex AI" successes, several examples illustrate the potential impact of AI grounded on enterprise data, a core principle of Vertex AI Search:

Genial Care (Healthcare): This organization implemented Vertex AI to improve the process of keeping session records for caregivers. This enhancement significantly aided in reviewing progress for autism care, demonstrating Vertex AI's value in managing and utilizing healthcare-related data.

AES (Manufacturing & Industrial): AES utilized generative AI agents, built with Vertex AI, to streamline energy safety audits. This application resulted in a remarkable 99% reduction in costs and a decrease in audit completion time from 14 days to just one hour. This case highlights the transformative potential of AI agents that are effectively grounded on enterprise-specific information, aligning closely with the RAG capabilities central to Vertex AI Search.

Xometry (Manufacturing): This company is reported to be revolutionizing custom manufacturing processes by leveraging Vertex AI.

LUXGEN (Automotive): LUXGEN employed Vertex AI to develop an AI-powered chatbot. This initiative led to improvements in both the car purchasing and driving experiences for customers, while also achieving a 30% reduction in customer service workloads.

These examples, though some may refer to the broader Vertex AI platform, underscore the types of business outcomes achievable when AI is effectively applied to enterprise data and processes—a domain where Vertex AI Search is designed to excel.

5. Implementation and Management Considerations

Successfully deploying and managing Vertex AI Search involves understanding its setup processes, data ingestion mechanisms, security features, and user access controls. These aspects are critical for ensuring the platform operates efficiently, securely, and in alignment with enterprise requirements.

Setup and Deployment

Vertex AI Search offers flexibility in how it can be implemented and integrated into existing systems:

Google Cloud Console vs. API: Implementation can be approached in two main ways. The Google Cloud console provides a web-based interface for a quick-start experience, allowing users to create applications, import data, test search functionality, and view analytics without extensive coding. Alternatively, for deeper integration into websites or custom applications, the AI Applications API offers programmatic control. A common practice is a hybrid approach, where initial setup and data management are performed via the console, while integration and querying are handled through the API.

App and Data Store Creation: The typical workflow begins with creating a search or recommendations "app" and then attaching it to a "data store." Data relevant to the application is then imported into this data store and subsequently indexed to make it searchable.

Embedding JavaScript Widgets: For straightforward website integration, Vertex AI Search provides embeddable JavaScript widgets and API samples. These allow developers to quickly add search or recommendation functionalities to their web pages as HTML components.

Data Ingestion and Management

The platform provides robust mechanisms for ingesting data from various sources and keeping it up-to-date:

Corpus Management: As previously noted, the "corpus" is the fundamental underlying storage and indexing layer. While data stores offer an abstraction, it is crucial to understand that costs are directly related to the volume of data indexed in the corpus, the storage it consumes, and the query load it handles.

Pub/Sub for Real-time Updates: For environments with dynamic datasets where information changes frequently, Vertex AI Search supports real-time updates. This is typically achieved by setting up a Pub/Sub topic to which notifications about new or modified documents are published. A Cloud Function, acting as a subscriber to this topic, can then use the Vertex AI Search API to ingest, update, or delete the corresponding documents in the data store. This architecture ensures that the search index remains fresh and reflects the latest information. The capacity for real-time ingestion via Pub/Sub and Cloud Functions is a significant feature. This capability distinguishes it from systems reliant solely on batch indexing, which may not be adequate for environments with rapidly changing information. Real-time ingestion is vital for use cases where data freshness is paramount, such as e-commerce platforms with frequently updated product inventories, news portals, live financial data feeds, or internal systems tracking real-time operational metrics. Without this, search results could quickly become stale and potentially misleading. This feature substantially broadens the applicability of Vertex AI Search, positioning it as a viable solution for dynamic, operational systems where search must accurately reflect the current state of data. However, implementing this real-time pipeline introduces additional architectural components (Pub/Sub topics, Cloud Functions) and associated costs, which organizations must consider in their planning. It also implies a need for robust monitoring of the ingestion pipeline to ensure its reliability.

Metadata for Filtering and Control: During the schema definition process, specific metadata fields can be designated for indexing. This indexed metadata is critical for enabling powerful filtering of search results. For example, if an application requires users to search within a specific subset of documents identified by a unique ID, and direct filtering by a system-generated rag_file_id is not supported in a particular API context, a workaround involves adding a custom file_id field to each document's metadata. This custom field can then be used as a filter criterion during search queries.

Data Connectors: To facilitate the ingestion of data from a variety of sources, including first-party systems, other Google services, and third-party applications (such as Jira, Confluence, and Salesforce), Vertex AI Search offers data connectors. These connectors provide read-only access to external applications and help ensure that the data within the search index remains current and synchronized with these source systems.

Security and Compliance

Google Cloud places a strong emphasis on security and compliance for its services, and Vertex AI Search incorporates several features to address these enterprise needs:

Data Privacy: A core tenet is that user data ingested into Vertex AI Search is secured within the customer's dedicated cloud instance. Google explicitly states that it does not access or use this customer data for training its general-purpose models or for any other unauthorized purposes.

Industry Compliance: Vertex AI Search is designed to adhere to various recognized industry standards and regulations. These include HIPAA (Health Insurance Portability and Accountability Act) for healthcare data, the ISO 27000-series for information security management, and SOC (System and Organization Controls) attestations (SOC-1, SOC-2, SOC-3). This compliance is particularly relevant for the specialized versions of Vertex AI Search, such as the one for Healthcare and Life Sciences.

Access Transparency: This feature, when enabled, provides customers with logs of actions taken by Google personnel if they access customer systems (typically for support purposes), offering a degree of visibility into such interactions.

Virtual Private Cloud (VPC) Service Controls: To enhance data security and prevent unauthorized data exfiltration or infiltration, customers can use VPC Service Controls to define security perimeters around their Google Cloud resources, including Vertex AI Search.

Customer-Managed Encryption Keys (CMEK): Available in Preview, CMEK allows customers to use their own cryptographic keys (managed through Cloud Key Management Service) to encrypt data at rest within Vertex AI Search. This gives organizations greater control over their data's encryption.

User Access and Permissions (IAM)

Proper configuration of Identity and Access Management (IAM) permissions is fundamental to securing Vertex AI Search and ensuring that users only have access to appropriate data and functionalities:

Effective IAM policies are critical. However, some users have reported encountering challenges when trying to identify and configure the specific "Discovery Engine search permissions" required for Vertex AI Search. Difficulties have been noted in determining factors such as principal access boundaries or the impact of deny policies, even when utilizing tools like the IAM Policy Troubleshooter. This suggests that the permission model can be granular and may require careful attention to detail and potentially specialized knowledge to implement correctly, especially for complex scenarios involving fine-grained access control.

The power of Vertex AI Search lies in its capacity to index and make searchable vast quantities of potentially sensitive enterprise data drawn from diverse sources. While Google Cloud provides a robust suite of security features like VPC Service Controls and CMEK , the responsibility for meticulous IAM configuration and overarching data governance rests heavily with the customer. The user-reported difficulties in navigating IAM permissions for "Discovery Engine search permissions" underscore that the permission model, while offering granular control, might also present complexity. Implementing a least-privilege access model effectively, especially when dealing with nuanced requirements such as filtering search results based on user identity or specific document IDs , may require specialized expertise. Failure to establish and maintain correct IAM policies could inadvertently lead to security vulnerabilities or compliance breaches, thereby undermining the very benefits the search platform aims to provide. Consequently, the "ease of use" often highlighted for search setup must be counterbalanced with rigorous and continuous attention to security and access control from the outset of any deployment. The platform's capability to filter search results based on metadata becomes not just a functional feature but a key security control point if designed and implemented with security considerations in mind.

6. Pricing and Commercials

Understanding the pricing structure of Vertex AI Search is essential for organizations evaluating its adoption and for ongoing cost management. The model is designed around the principle of "pay only for what you use" , offering flexibility but also requiring careful consideration of various cost components. Google Cloud typically provides a free trial, often including $300 in credits for new customers to explore services. Additionally, a free tier is available for some services, notably a 10 GiB per month free quota for Index Data Storage, which is shared across AI Applications.

The pricing for Vertex AI Search can be broken down into several key areas:

Core Search Editions and Query Costs

Search Standard Edition: This edition is priced based on the number of queries processed, typically per 1,000 queries. For example, a common rate is $1.50 per 1,000 queries.

Search Enterprise Edition: This edition includes Core Generative Answers (AI Mode) and is priced at a higher rate per 1,000 queries, such as $4.00 per 1,000 queries.

Advanced Generative Answers (AI Mode): This is an optional add-on available for both Standard and Enterprise Editions. It incurs an additional cost per 1,000 user input queries, for instance, an extra $4.00 per 1,000 user input queries.

Data Indexing Costs

Index Storage: Costs for storing indexed data are charged per GiB of raw data per month. A typical rate is $5.00 per GiB per month. As mentioned, a free quota (e.g., 10 GiB per month) is usually provided. This cost is directly associated with the underlying "corpus" where data is stored and managed.

Grounding and Generative AI Cost Components

When utilizing the generative AI capabilities, particularly for grounding LLM responses, several components contribute to the overall cost :

Input Prompt (for grounding): The cost is determined by the number of characters in the input prompt provided for the grounding process, including any grounding facts. An example rate is $0.000125 per 1,000 characters.

Output (generated by model): The cost for the output generated by the LLM is also based on character count. An example rate is $0.000375 per 1,000 characters.

Grounded Generation (for grounding on own retrieved data): There is a cost per 1,000 requests for utilizing the grounding functionality itself, for example, $2.50 per 1,000 requests.

Data Retrieval (Vertex AI Search - Enterprise edition): When Vertex AI Search (Enterprise edition) is used to retrieve documents for grounding, a query cost applies, such as $4.00 per 1,000 requests.

Check Grounding API: This API allows users to assess how well a piece of text (an answer candidate) is grounded in a given set of reference texts (facts). The cost is per 1,000 answer characters, for instance, $0.00075 per 1,000 answer characters.

Industry-Specific Pricing

Vertex AI Search offers specialized pricing for its industry-tailored solutions:

Vertex AI Search for Healthcare: This version has a distinct, typically higher, query cost, such as $20.00 per 1,000 queries. It includes features like GenAI-powered answers and streaming updates to the index, some of which may be in Preview status. Data indexing costs are generally expected to align with standard rates.

Vertex AI Search for Media:

Media Search API Request Count: A specific query cost applies, for example, $2.00 per 1,000 queries.

Data Index: Standard data indexing rates, such as $5.00 per GB per month, typically apply.

Media Recommendations: Pricing for media recommendations is often tiered based on the volume of prediction requests per month (e.g., $0.27 per 1,000 predictions for up to 20 million, $0.18 for the next 280 million, and so on). Additionally, training and tuning of recommendation models are charged per node per hour, for example, $2.50 per node per hour.

Document AI Feature Pricing (when integrated)

If Vertex AI Search utilizes integrated Document AI features for processing documents, these will incur their own costs:

Enterprise Document OCR Processor: Pricing is typically tiered based on the number of pages processed per month, for example, $1.50 per 1,000 pages for 1 to 5 million pages per month.

Layout Parser (includes initial chunking): This feature is priced per 1,000 pages, for instance, $10.00 per 1,000 pages.

Vector Search Cost Considerations

Specific cost considerations apply to Vertex AI Vector Search, particularly highlighted by user feedback :

A user found Vector Search to be "costly" due to the necessity of keeping compute resources (machines) continuously running for index serving, even during periods of no query activity. This implies ongoing costs for provisioned resources, distinct from per-query charges.

Supporting documentation confirms this model, with "Index Serving" costs that vary by machine type and region, and "Index Building" costs, such as $3.00 per GiB of data processed.

Pricing Examples

Illustrative pricing examples provided in sources like and demonstrate how these various components can combine to form the total cost for different usage scenarios, including general availability (GA) search functionality, media recommendations, and grounding operations.

The following table summarizes key pricing components for Vertex AI Search:

Vertex AI Search Pricing SummaryService ComponentEdition/TypeUnitPrice (Example)Free Tier/NotesSearch QueriesStandard1,000 queries$1.5010k free trial queries often includedSearch QueriesEnterprise (with Core GenAI)1,000 queries$4.0010k free trial queries often includedAdvanced GenAI (Add-on)Standard or Enterprise1,000 user input queries+$4.00Index Data StorageAllGiB/month$5.0010 GiB/month free (shared across AI Applications)Grounding: Input PromptGenerative AI1,000 characters$0.000125Grounding: OutputGenerative AI1,000 characters$0.000375Grounding: Grounded GenerationGenerative AI1,000 requests$2.50For grounding on own retrieved dataGrounding: Data RetrievalEnterprise Search1,000 requests$4.00When using Vertex AI Search (Enterprise) for retrievalCheck Grounding APIAPI1,000 answer characters$0.00075Healthcare Search QueriesHealthcare1,000 queries$20.00Includes some Preview featuresMedia Search API QueriesMedia1,000 queries$2.00Media Recommendations (Predictions)Media1,000 predictions$0.27 (up to 20M/mo), $0.18 (next 280M/mo), $0.10 (after 300M/mo)Tiered pricingMedia Recs Training/TuningMediaNode/hour$2.50Document OCRDocument AI Integration1,000 pages$1.50 (1-5M pages/mo), $0.60 (>5M pages/mo)Tiered pricingLayout ParserDocument AI Integration1,000 pages$10.00Includes initial chunkingVector Search: Index BuildingVector SearchGiB processed$3.00Vector Search: Index ServingVector SearchVariesVaries by machine type & region (e.g., $0.094/node hour for e2-standard-2 in us-central1)Implies "always-on" costs for provisioned resourcesExport to Sheets

Note: Prices are illustrative examples based on provided research and are subject to change. Refer to official Google Cloud pricing documentation for current rates.

The multifaceted pricing structure, with costs broken down by queries, data volume, character counts for generative AI, specific APIs, and even underlying Document AI processors , reflects the feature richness and granularity of Vertex AI Search. This allows users to align costs with the specific features they consume, consistent with the "pay only for what you use" philosophy. However, this granularity also means that accurately estimating total costs can be a complex undertaking. Users must thoroughly understand their anticipated usage patterns across various dimensions—query volume, data size, frequency of generative AI interactions, document processing needs—to predict expenses with reasonable accuracy. The seemingly simple act of obtaining a generative answer, for instance, can involve multiple cost components: input prompt processing, output generation, the grounding operation itself, and the data retrieval query. Organizations, particularly those with large datasets, high query volumes, or plans for extensive use of generative features, may find it challenging to forecast costs without detailed analysis and potentially leveraging tools like the Google Cloud pricing calculator. This complexity could present a barrier for smaller organizations or those with less experience in managing cloud expenditures. It also underscores the importance of closely monitoring usage to prevent unexpected costs. The decision between Standard and Enterprise editions, and whether to incorporate Advanced Generative Answers, becomes a significant cost-benefit analysis.

Furthermore, a critical aspect of the pricing model for certain high-performance features like Vertex AI Vector Search is the "always-on" cost component. User feedback explicitly noted Vector Search as "costly" due to the requirement to "keep my machine on even when a user ain't querying". This is corroborated by pricing details that list "Index Serving" costs varying by machine type and region , which are distinct from purely consumption-based fees (like per-query charges) where costs would be zero if there were no activity. For features like Vector Search that necessitate provisioned infrastructure for index serving, a baseline operational cost exists regardless of query volume. This is a crucial distinction from on-demand pricing models and can significantly impact the total cost of ownership (TCO) for use cases that rely heavily on Vector Search but may experience intermittent query patterns. This continuous cost for certain features means that organizations must evaluate the ongoing value derived against their persistent expense. It might render Vector Search less economical for applications with very sporadic usage unless the benefits during active periods are substantial. This could also suggest that Google might, in the future, offer different tiers or configurations for Vector Search to cater to varying performance and cost needs, or users might need to architect solutions to de-provision and re-provision indexes if usage is highly predictable and infrequent, though this would add operational complexity.

7. Comparative Analysis

Vertex AI Search operates in a competitive landscape of enterprise search and AI platforms. Understanding its position relative to alternatives is crucial for informed decision-making. Key comparisons include specialized product discovery solutions like Algolia and broader enterprise search platforms from other major cloud providers and niche vendors.

Vertex AI Search for Commerce vs. Algolia

For e-commerce and retail product discovery, Vertex AI Search for Commerce and Algolia are prominent solutions, each with distinct strengths :

Core Search Quality & Features:

Vertex AI Search for Commerce is built upon Google's extensive search algorithm expertise, enabling it to excel at interpreting complex queries by understanding user context, intent, and even informal language. It features dynamic spell correction and synonym suggestions, consistently delivering high-quality, context-rich results. Its primary strengths lie in natural language understanding (NLU) and dynamic AI-driven corrections.

Algolia has established its reputation with a strong focus on semantic search and autocomplete functionalities, powered by its NeuralSearch capabilities. It adapts quickly to user intent. However, it may require more manual fine-tuning to address highly complex or context-rich queries effectively. Algolia is often prized for its speed, ease of configuration, and feature-rich autocomplete.

Customer Engagement & Personalization:

Vertex AI incorporates advanced recommendation models that adapt based on user interactions. It can optimize search results based on defined business objectives like click-through rates (CTR), revenue per session, and conversion rates. Its dynamic personalization capabilities mean search results evolve based on prior user behavior, making the browsing experience progressively more relevant. The deep integration of AI facilitates a more seamless, data-driven personalization experience.

Algolia offers an impressive suite of personalization tools with various recommendation models suitable for different retail scenarios. The platform allows businesses to customize search outcomes through configuration, aligning product listings, faceting, and autocomplete suggestions with their customer engagement strategy. However, its personalization features might require businesses to integrate additional services or perform more fine-tuning to achieve the level of dynamic personalization seen in Vertex AI.

Merchandising & Display Flexibility:

Vertex AI utilizes extensive AI models to enable dynamic ranking configurations that consider not only search relevance but also business performance metrics such as profitability and conversion data. The search engine automatically sorts products by match quality and considers which products are likely to drive the best business outcomes, reducing the burden on retail teams by continuously optimizing based on live data. It can also blend search results with curated collections and themes. A noted current limitation is that Google is still developing new merchandising tools, and the existing toolset is described as "fairly limited".

Algolia offers powerful faceting and grouping capabilities, allowing for the creation of curated displays for promotions, seasonal events, or special collections. Its flexible configuration options permit merchants to manually define boost and slotting rules to prioritize specific products for better visibility. These manual controls, however, might require more ongoing maintenance compared to Vertex AI's automated, outcome-based ranking. Algolia's configuration-centric approach may be better suited for businesses that prefer hands-on control over merchandising details.

Implementation, Integration & Operational Efficiency:

A key advantage of Vertex AI is its seamless integration within the broader Google Cloud ecosystem, making it a natural choice for retailers already utilizing Google Merchant Center, Google Cloud Storage, or BigQuery. Its sophisticated AI models mean that even a simple initial setup can yield high-quality results, with the system automatically learning from user interactions over time. A potential limitation is its significant data requirements; businesses lacking large volumes of product or interaction data might not fully leverage its advanced capabilities, and smaller brands may find themselves in lower Data Quality tiers.

Algolia is renowned for its ease of use and rapid deployment, offering a user-friendly interface, comprehensive documentation, and a free tier suitable for early-stage projects. It is designed to integrate with various e-commerce systems and provides a flexible API for straightforward customization. While simpler and more accessible for smaller businesses, this ease of use might necessitate additional configuration for very complex or data-intensive scenarios.

Analytics, Measurement & Future Innovations:

Vertex AI provides extensive insights into both search performance and business outcomes, tracking metrics like CTR, conversion rates, and profitability. The ability to export search and event data to BigQuery enhances its analytical power, offering possibilities for custom dashboards and deeper AI/ML insights. It is well-positioned to benefit from Google's ongoing investments in AI, integration with services like Google Vision API, and the evolution of large language models and conversational commerce.

Algolia offers detailed reporting on search performance, tracking visits, searches, clicks, and conversions, and includes views for data quality monitoring. Its analytics capabilities tend to focus more on immediate search performance rather than deeper business performance metrics like average order value or revenue impact. Algolia is also rapidly innovating, especially in enhancing its semantic search and autocomplete functions, though its evolution may be more incremental compared to Vertex AI's broader ecosystem integration.

In summary, Vertex AI Search for Commerce is often an ideal choice for large retailers with extensive datasets, particularly those already integrated into the Google or Shopify ecosystems, who are seeking advanced AI-driven optimization for customer engagement and business outcomes. Conversely, Algolia presents a strong option for businesses that prioritize rapid deployment, ease of use, and flexible semantic search and autocomplete functionalities, especially smaller retailers or those desiring more hands-on control over their search configuration.

Vertex AI Search vs. Other Enterprise Search Solutions

Beyond e-commerce, Vertex AI Search competes with a range of enterprise search solutions :

INDICA Enterprise Search: This solution utilizes a patented approach to index both structured and unstructured data, prioritizing results by relevance. It offers a sophisticated query builder and comprehensive filtering options. Both Vertex AI Search and INDICA Enterprise Search provide API access, free trials/versions, and similar deployment and support options. INDICA lists "Sensitive Data Discovery" as a feature, while Vertex AI Search highlights "eCommerce Search, Retrieval-Augmented Generation (RAG), Semantic Search, and Site Search" as additional capabilities. Both platforms integrate with services like Gemini, Google Cloud Document AI, Google Cloud Platform, HTML, and Vertex AI.

Azure AI Search: Microsoft's offering features a vector database specifically designed for advanced RAG and contemporary search functionalities. It emphasizes enterprise readiness, incorporating security, compliance, and ethical AI methodologies. Azure AI Search supports advanced retrieval techniques, integrates with various platforms and data sources, and offers comprehensive vector data processing (extraction, chunking, enrichment, vectorization). It supports diverse vector types, hybrid models, multilingual capabilities, metadata filtering, and extends beyond simple vector searches to include keyword match scoring, reranking, geospatial search, and autocomplete features. The strong emphasis on RAG and vector capabilities by both Vertex AI Search and Azure AI Search positions them as direct competitors in the AI-powered enterprise search market.

IBM Watson Discovery: This platform leverages AI-driven search to extract precise answers and identify trends from various documents and websites. It employs advanced NLP to comprehend industry-specific terminology, aiming to reduce research time significantly by contextualizing responses and citing source documents. Watson Discovery also uses machine learning to visually categorize text, tables, and images. Its focus on deep NLP and understanding industry-specific language mirrors claims made by Vertex AI, though Watson Discovery has a longer established presence in this particular enterprise AI niche.

Guru: An AI search and knowledge platform, Guru delivers trusted information from a company's scattered documents, applications, and chat platforms directly within users' existing workflows. It features a personalized AI assistant and can serve as a modern replacement for legacy wikis and intranets. Guru offers extensive native integrations with popular business tools like Slack, Google Workspace, Microsoft 365, Salesforce, and Atlassian products. Guru's primary focus on knowledge management and in-app assistance targets a potentially more specialized use case than the broader enterprise search capabilities of Vertex AI, though there is an overlap in accessing and utilizing internal knowledge.

AddSearch: Provides fast, customizable site search for websites and web applications, using a crawler or an Indexing API. It offers enterprise-level features such as autocomplete, synonyms, ranking tools, and progressive ranking, designed to scale from small businesses to large corporations.

Haystack: Aims to connect employees with the people, resources, and information they need. It offers intranet-like functionalities, including custom branding, a modular layout, multi-channel content delivery, analytics, knowledge sharing features, and rich employee profiles with a company directory.

Atolio: An AI-powered enterprise search engine designed to keep data securely within the customer's own cloud environment (AWS, Azure, or GCP). It provides intelligent, permission-based responses and ensures that intellectual property remains under control, with LLMs that do not train on customer data. Atolio integrates with tools like Office 365, Google Workspace, Slack, and Salesforce. A direct comparison indicates that both Atolio and Vertex AI Search offer similar deployment, support, and training options, and share core features like AI/ML, faceted search, and full-text search. Vertex AI Search additionally lists RAG, Semantic Search, and Site Search as features not specified for Atolio in that comparison.

The following table provides a high-level feature comparison:

Feature and Capability Comparison: Vertex AI Search vs. Key CompetitorsFeature/CapabilityVertex AI SearchAlgolia (Commerce)Azure AI SearchIBM Watson DiscoveryINDICA ESGuruAtolioPrimary FocusEnterprise Search + RAG, Industry SolutionsProduct Discovery, E-commerce SearchEnterprise Search + RAG, Vector DBNLP-driven Insight Extraction, Document AnalysisGeneral Enterprise Search, Data DiscoveryKnowledge Management, In-App SearchSecure Enterprise Search, Knowledge Discovery (Self-Hosted Focus)RAG CapabilitiesOut-of-the-box, Custom via APIsN/A (Focus on product search)Strong, Vector DB optimized for RAGDocument understanding supports RAG-like patternsAI/ML features, less explicit RAG focusSurfaces existing knowledge, less about new content generationAI-powered answers, less explicit RAG focusVector SearchYes, integrated & standaloneSemantic search (NeuralSearch)Yes, core feature (Vector Database)Semantic understanding, less focus on explicit vector DBAI/Machine LearningAI-powered searchAI-powered searchSemantic Search QualityHigh (Google tech)High (NeuralSearch)HighHigh (Advanced NLP)Relevance-based rankingHigh for knowledge assetsIntelligent responsesSupported Data TypesStructured, Unstructured, Web, Healthcare, MediaPrimarily Product DataStructured, Unstructured, VectorDocuments, WebsitesStructured, UnstructuredDocs, Apps, ChatsEnterprise knowledge base (docs, apps)Industry SpecializationsRetail, Media, HealthcareRetail/E-commerceGeneral PurposeTunable for industry terminologyGeneral PurposeGeneral Knowledge ManagementGeneral Enterprise SearchKey DifferentiatorsGoogle Search tech, Out-of-box RAG, Gemini IntegrationSpeed, Ease of Config, AutocompleteAzure Ecosystem Integration, Comprehensive Vector ToolsDeep NLP, Industry Terminology UnderstandingPatented indexing, Sensitive Data DiscoveryIn-app accessibility, Extensive IntegrationsData security (self-hosted, no LLM training on customer data)Generative AI IntegrationStrong (Gemini, Grounding API)Limited (focus on search relevance)Strong (for RAG with Azure OpenAI)Supports GenAI workflowsAI/ML capabilitiesAI assistant for answersLLM-powered answersPersonalizationAdvanced (AI-driven)Strong (Configurable)Via integration with other Azure servicesN/AN/APersonalized AI assistantN/AEase of ImplementationModerate to Complex (depends on use case)HighModerate to ComplexModerate to ComplexModerateHighModerate (focus on secure deployment)Data Security ApproachGCP Security (VPC-SC, CMEK), Data SegregationStandard SaaS securityAzure Security (Compliance, Ethical AI)IBM Cloud SecurityStandard Enterprise SecurityStandard SaaS securityStrong emphasis on self-hosting & data controlExport to Sheets

The enterprise search market appears to be evolving along two axes: general-purpose platforms that offer a wide array of capabilities, and more specialized solutions tailored to specific use cases or industries. Artificial intelligence, in various forms such as semantic search, NLP, and vector search, is becoming a common denominator across almost all modern offerings. This means customers often face a choice between adopting a best-of-breed specialized tool that excels in a particular area (like Algolia for e-commerce or Guru for internal knowledge management) or investing in a broader platform like Vertex AI Search or Azure AI Search. These platforms provide good-to-excellent capabilities across many domains but might require more customization or configuration to meet highly specific niche requirements. Vertex AI Search, with its combination of a general platform and distinct industry-specific versions, attempts to bridge this gap. The success of this strategy will likely depend on how effectively its specialized versions compete with dedicated niche solutions and how readily the general platform can be adapted for unique needs.

As enterprises increasingly deploy AI solutions over sensitive proprietary data, concerns regarding data privacy, security, and intellectual property protection are becoming paramount. Vendors are responding by highlighting their security and data governance features as key differentiators. Atolio, for instance, emphasizes that it "keeps data securely within your cloud environment" and that its "LLMs do not train on your data". Similarly, Vertex AI Search details its security measures, including securing user data within the customer's cloud instance, compliance with standards like HIPAA and ISO, and features like VPC Service Controls and Customer-Managed Encryption Keys (CMEK). Azure AI Search also underscores its commitment to "security, compliance, and ethical AI methodologies". This growing focus suggests that the ability to ensure data sovereignty, meticulously control data access, and prevent data leakage or misuse by AI models is becoming as critical as search relevance or operational speed. For customers, particularly those in highly regulated industries, these data governance and security aspects could become decisive factors when selecting an enterprise search solution, potentially outweighing minor differences in other features. The often "black box" nature of some AI models makes transparent data handling policies and robust security postures increasingly crucial.

8. Known Limitations, Challenges, and User Experiences

While Vertex AI Search offers powerful capabilities, user experiences and technical reviews have highlighted several limitations, challenges, and considerations that organizations should be aware of during evaluation and implementation.

Reported User Issues and Challenges

Direct user feedback and community discussions have surfaced specific operational issues:

"No results found" Errors / Inconsistent Search Behavior: A notable user experience involved consistently receiving "No results found" messages within the Vertex AI Search app preview. This occurred even when other members of the same organization could use the search functionality without issue, and IAM and Datastore permissions appeared to be identical for the affected user. Such issues point to potential user-specific, environment-related, or difficult-to-diagnose configuration problems that are not immediately apparent.

Cross-OS Inconsistencies / Browser Compatibility: The same user reported that following the Vertex AI Search tutorial yielded successful results on a Windows operating system, but attempting the same on macOS resulted in a 403 error during the search operation. This suggests possible browser compatibility problems, issues with cached data, or differences in how the application interacts with various operating systems.

IAM Permission Complexity: Users have expressed difficulty in accurately confirming specific "Discovery Engine search permissions" even when utilizing the IAM Policy Troubleshooter. There was ambiguity regarding the determination of principal access boundaries, the effect of deny policies, or the final resolution of permissions. This indicates that navigating and verifying the necessary IAM permissions for Vertex AI Search can be a complex undertaking.

Issues with JSON Data Input / Query Phrasing: A recent issue, reported in May 2025, indicates that the latest release of Vertex AI Search (referred to as AI Application) has introduced challenges with semantic search over JSON data. According to the report, the search engine now primarily processes queries phrased in a natural language style, similar to that used in the UI, rather than structured filter expressions. This means filters or conditions must be expressed as plain language questions (e.g., "How many findings have a severity level marked as HIGH in d3v-core?"). Furthermore, it was noted that sometimes, even when specific keys are designated as "searchable" in the datastore schema, the system fails to return results, causing significant problems for certain types of queries. This represents a potentially disruptive change in behavior for users accustomed to working with JSON data in a more structured query manner.

Lack of Clear Error Messages: In the scenario where a user consistently received "No results found," it was explicitly stated that "There are no console or network errors". The absence of clear, actionable error messages can significantly complicate and prolong the diagnostic process for such issues.

Potential Challenges from Technical Specifications and User Feedback

Beyond specific bug reports, technical deep-dives and early adopter feedback have revealed other considerations, particularly concerning the underlying Vector Search component :

Cost of Vector Search: A user found Vertex AI Vector Search to be "costly." This was attributed to the operational model requiring compute resources (machines) to remain active and provisioned for index serving, even during periods when no queries were being actively processed. This implies a continuous baseline cost associated with using Vector Search.

File Type Limitations (Vector Search): As of the user's experience documented in , Vertex AI Vector Search did not offer support for indexing .xlsx (Microsoft Excel) files.

Document Size Limitations (Vector Search): Concerns were raised about the platform's ability to effectively handle "bigger document sizes" within the Vector Search component.

Embedding Dimension Constraints (Vector Search): The user reported an inability to create a Vector Search index with embedding dimensions other than the default 768 if the "corpus doesn't support" alternative dimensions. This suggests a potential lack of flexibility in configuring embedding parameters for certain setups.

rag_file_ids Not Directly Supported for Filtering: For applications using the Grounding API, it was noted that direct filtering of results based on rag_file_ids (presumably identifiers for files used in RAG) is not supported. The suggested workaround involves adding a custom file_id to the document metadata and using that for filtering purposes.

Data Requirements for Advanced Features (Vertex AI Search for Commerce)

For specialized solutions like Vertex AI Search for Commerce, the effectiveness of advanced features can be contingent on the available data:

A potential limitation highlighted for Vertex AI Search for Commerce is its "significant data requirements." Businesses that lack large volumes of product data or user interaction data (e.g., clicks, purchases) might not be able to fully leverage its advanced AI capabilities for personalization and optimization. Smaller brands, in particular, may find themselves remaining in lower Data Quality tiers, which could impact the performance of these features.

Merchandising Toolset (Vertex AI Search for Commerce)

The maturity of all components is also a factor:

The current merchandising toolset available within Vertex AI Search for Commerce has been described as "fairly limited." It is noted that Google is still in the process of developing and releasing new tools for this area. Retailers with sophisticated merchandising needs might find the current offerings less comprehensive than desired.

The rapid evolution of platforms like Vertex AI Search, while bringing cutting-edge features, can also introduce challenges. Recent user reports, such as the significant change in how JSON data queries are handled in the "latest version" as of May 2025, and other unexpected behaviors , illustrate this point. Vertex AI Search is part of a dynamic AI landscape, with Google frequently rolling out updates and integrating new models like Gemini. While this pace of innovation is a key strength, it can also lead to modifications in existing functionalities or, occasionally, introduce temporary instabilities. Users, especially those with established applications built upon specific, previously observed behaviors of the platform, may find themselves needing to adapt their implementations swiftly when such changes occur. The JSON query issue serves as a prime example of a change that could be disruptive for some users. Consequently, organizations adopting Vertex AI Search, particularly for mission-critical applications, should establish robust processes for monitoring platform updates, thoroughly testing changes in staging or development environments, and adapting their code or configurations as required. This highlights an inherent trade-off: gaining access to state-of-the-art AI features comes with the responsibility of managing the impacts of a fast-moving and evolving platform. It also underscores the critical importance of comprehensive documentation and clear, proactive communication from Google regarding any changes in platform behavior.

Moreover, there can be a discrepancy between the marketed ease-of-use and the actual complexity encountered during real-world implementation, especially for specific or advanced scenarios. While Vertex AI Search is promoted for its straightforward setup and out-of-the-box functionalities , detailed user experiences, such as those documented in and , reveal significant challenges. These can include managing the costs of components like Vector Search, dealing with limitations in supported file types or embedding dimensions, navigating the intricacies of IAM permissions, and achieving highly specific filtering requirements (e.g., querying by a custom document_id). The user in , for example, was attempting to implement a relatively complex use case involving 500GB of documents, specific ID-based querying, multi-year conversational history, and real-time data ingestion. This suggests that while basic setup might indeed be simple, implementing advanced or highly tailored enterprise requirements can unearth complexities and limitations not immediately apparent from high-level descriptions. The "out-of-the-box" solution may necessitate considerable workarounds (such as using metadata for ID-based filtering ) or encounter hard limitations for particular needs. Therefore, prospective users should conduct thorough proof-of-concept projects tailored to their specific, complex use cases. This is essential to validate that Vertex AI Search and its constituent components, like Vector Search, can adequately meet their technical requirements and align with their cost constraints. Marketing claims of simplicity need to be balanced with a realistic assessment of the effort and expertise required for sophisticated deployments. This also points to a continuous need for more detailed best practices, advanced troubleshooting guides, and transparent documentation from Google for these complex scenarios.

9. Recent Developments and Future Outlook

Vertex AI Search is a rapidly evolving platform, with Google Cloud continuously integrating its latest AI research and model advancements. Recent developments, particularly highlighted during events like Google I/O and Google Cloud Next 2025, indicate a clear trajectory towards more powerful, integrated, and agentic AI capabilities.

Integration with Latest AI Models (Gemini)

A significant thrust in recent developments is the deepening integration of Vertex AI Search with Google's flagship Gemini models. These models are multimodal, capable of understanding and processing information from various formats (text, images, audio, video, code), and possess advanced reasoning and generation capabilities.

The Gemini 2.5 model, for example, is slated to be incorporated into Google Search for features like AI Mode and AI Overviews in the U.S. market. This often signals broader availability within Vertex AI for enterprise use cases.

Within the Vertex AI Agent Builder, Gemini can be utilized to enhance agent responses with information retrieved from Google Search, while Vertex AI Search (with its RAG capabilities) facilitates the seamless integration of enterprise-specific data to ground these advanced models.

Developers have access to Gemini models through Vertex AI Studio and the Model Garden, allowing for experimentation, fine-tuning, and deployment tailored to specific application needs.

Platform Enhancements (from Google I/O & Cloud Next 2025)

Key announcements from recent Google events underscore the expansion of the Vertex AI platform, which directly benefits Vertex AI Search:

Vertex AI Agent Builder: This initiative consolidates a suite of tools designed to help developers create enterprise-ready generative AI experiences, applications, and intelligent agents. Vertex AI Search plays a crucial role in this builder by providing the essential data grounding capabilities. The Agent Builder supports the creation of codeless conversational agents and facilitates low-code AI application development.

Expanded Model Garden: The Model Garden within Vertex AI now offers access to an extensive library of over 200 models. This includes Google's proprietary models (like Gemini and Imagen), models from third-party providers (such as Anthropic's Claude), and popular open-source models (including Gemma and Llama 3.2). This wide selection provides developers with greater flexibility in choosing the optimal model for diverse use cases.

Multi-agent Ecosystem: Google Cloud is fostering the development of collaborative AI agents with new tools such as the Agent Development Kit (ADK) and the Agent2Agent (A2A) protocol.

Generative Media Suite: Vertex AI is distinguishing itself by offering a comprehensive suite of generative media models. This includes models for video generation (Veo), image generation (Imagen), speech synthesis, and, with the addition of Lyria, music generation.

AI Hypercomputer: This revolutionary supercomputing architecture is designed to simplify AI deployment, significantly boost performance, and optimize costs for training and serving large-scale AI models. Services like Vertex AI are built upon and benefit from these infrastructure advancements.

Performance and Usability Improvements

Google continues to refine the performance and usability of Vertex AI components:

Vector Search Indexing Latency: A notable improvement is the significant reduction in indexing latency for Vector Search, particularly for smaller datasets. This process, which previously could take hours, has been brought down to minutes.

No-Code Index Deployment for Vector Search: To lower the barrier to entry for using vector databases, developers can now create and deploy Vector Search indexes without needing to write code.

Emerging Trends and Future Capabilities

The future direction of Vertex AI Search and related AI services points towards increasingly sophisticated and autonomous capabilities:

Agentic Capabilities: Google is actively working on infusing more autonomous, agent-like functionalities into its AI offerings. Project Mariner's "computer use" capabilities are being integrated into the Gemini API and Vertex AI. Furthermore, AI Mode in Google Search Labs is set to gain agentic capabilities for handling tasks such as booking event tickets and making restaurant reservations.

Deep Research and Live Interaction: For Google Search's AI Mode, "Deep Search" is being introduced in Labs to provide more thorough and comprehensive responses to complex queries. Additionally, "Search Live," stemming from Project Astra, will enable real-time, camera-based conversational interactions with Search.

Data Analysis and Visualization: Future enhancements to AI Mode in Labs include the ability to analyze complex datasets and automatically create custom graphics and visualizations to bring the data to life, initially focusing on sports and finance queries.

Thought Summaries: An upcoming feature for Gemini 2.5 Pro and Flash, available in the Gemini API and Vertex AI, is "thought summaries." This will organize the model's raw internal "thoughts" or processing steps into a clear, structured format with headers, key details, and information about model actions, such as when it utilizes external tools.

The consistent emphasis on integrating advanced multimodal models like Gemini , coupled with the strategic development of the Vertex AI Agent Builder and the introduction of "agentic capabilities" , suggests a significant evolution for Vertex AI Search. While RAG primarily focuses on retrieving information to ground LLMs, these newer developments point towards enabling these LLMs (often operating within an agentic framework) to perform more complex tasks, reason more deeply about the retrieved information, and even initiate actions based on that information. The planned inclusion of "thought summaries" further reinforces this direction by providing transparency into the model's reasoning process. This trajectory indicates that Vertex AI Search is moving beyond being a simple information retrieval system. It is increasingly positioned as a critical component that feeds and grounds more sophisticated AI reasoning processes within enterprise-specific agents and applications. The search capability, therefore, becomes the trusted and factual data interface upon which these advanced AI models can operate more reliably and effectively. This positions Vertex AI Search as a fundamental enabler for the next generation of enterprise AI, which will likely be characterized by more autonomous, intelligent agents capable of complex problem-solving and task execution. The quality, comprehensiveness, and freshness of the data indexed by Vertex AI Search will, therefore, directly and critically impact the performance and reliability of these future intelligent systems.

Furthermore, there is a discernible pattern of advanced AI features, initially tested and rolled out in Google's consumer-facing products, eventually trickling into its enterprise offerings. Many of the new AI features announced for Google Search (the consumer product) at events like I/O 2025—such as AI Mode, Deep Search, Search Live, and agentic capabilities for shopping or reservations —often rely on underlying technologies or paradigms that also find their way into Vertex AI for enterprise clients. Google has a well-established history of leveraging its innovations in consumer AI (like its core search algorithms and natural language processing breakthroughs) as the foundation for its enterprise cloud services. The Gemini family of models, for instance, powers both consumer experiences and enterprise solutions available through Vertex AI. This suggests that innovations and user experience paradigms that are validated and refined at the massive scale of Google's consumer products are likely to be adapted and integrated into Vertex AI Search and related enterprise AI tools. This allows enterprises to benefit from cutting-edge AI capabilities that have been battle-tested in high-volume environments. Consequently, enterprises can anticipate that user expectations for search and AI interaction within their own applications will be increasingly shaped by these advanced consumer experiences. Vertex AI Search, by incorporating these underlying technologies, helps businesses meet these rising expectations. However, this also implies that the pace of change in enterprise tools might be influenced by the rapid innovation cycle of consumer AI, once again underscoring the need for organizational adaptability and readiness to manage platform evolution.

10. Conclusion and Strategic Recommendations

Vertex AI Search stands as a powerful and strategic offering from Google Cloud, designed to bring Google-quality search and cutting-edge generative AI capabilities to enterprises. Its ability to leverage an organization's own data for grounding large language models, coupled with its integration into the broader Vertex AI ecosystem, positions it as a transformative tool for businesses seeking to unlock greater value from their information assets and build next-generation AI applications.

Summary of Key Benefits and Differentiators

Vertex AI Search offers several compelling advantages:

Leveraging Google's AI Prowess: It is built on Google's decades of experience in search, natural language processing, and AI, promising high relevance and sophisticated understanding of user intent.

Powerful Out-of-the-Box RAG: Simplifies the complex process of building Retrieval Augmented Generation systems, enabling more accurate, reliable, and contextually relevant generative AI applications grounded in enterprise data.

Integration with Gemini and Vertex AI Ecosystem: Seamless access to Google's latest foundation models like Gemini and integration with a comprehensive suite of MLOps tools within Vertex AI provide a unified platform for AI development and deployment.

Industry-Specific Solutions: Tailored offerings for retail, media, and healthcare address unique industry needs, accelerating time-to-value.

Robust Security and Compliance: Enterprise-grade security features and adherence to industry compliance standards provide a trusted environment for sensitive data.

Continuous Innovation: Rapid incorporation of Google's latest AI research ensures the platform remains at the forefront of AI-powered search technology.

Guidance on When Vertex AI Search is a Suitable Choice

Vertex AI Search is particularly well-suited for organizations with the following objectives and characteristics:

Enterprises aiming to build sophisticated, AI-powered search applications that operate over their proprietary structured and unstructured data.

Businesses looking to implement reliable RAG systems to ground their generative AI applications, reduce LLM hallucinations, and ensure responses are based on factual company information.

Companies in the retail, media, and healthcare sectors that can benefit from specialized, pre-tuned search and recommendation solutions.

Organizations already invested in the Google Cloud Platform ecosystem, seeking seamless integration and a unified AI/ML environment.

Businesses that require scalable, enterprise-grade search capabilities incorporating advanced features like vector search, semantic understanding, and conversational AI.

Strategic Considerations for Adoption and Implementation

To maximize the benefits and mitigate potential challenges of adopting Vertex AI Search, organizations should consider the following:

Thorough Proof-of-Concept (PoC) for Complex Use Cases: Given that advanced or highly specific scenarios may encounter limitations or complexities not immediately apparent , conducting rigorous PoC testing tailored to these unique requirements is crucial before full-scale deployment.

Detailed Cost Modeling: The granular pricing model, which includes charges for queries, data storage, generative AI processing, and potentially always-on resources for components like Vector Search , necessitates careful and detailed cost forecasting. Utilize Google Cloud's pricing calculator and monitor usage closely.

Prioritize Data Governance and IAM: Due to the platform's ability to access and index vast amounts of enterprise data, investing in meticulous planning and implementation of data governance policies and IAM configurations is paramount. This ensures data security, privacy, and compliance.

Develop Team Skills and Foster Adaptability: While Vertex AI Search is designed for ease of use in many aspects, advanced customization, troubleshooting, or managing the impact of its rapid evolution may require specialized skills within the implementation team. The platform is constantly changing, so a culture of continuous learning and adaptability is beneficial.

Consider a Phased Approach: Organizations can begin by leveraging Vertex AI Search to improve existing search functionalities, gaining early wins and familiarity. Subsequently, they can progressively adopt more advanced AI features like RAG and conversational AI as their internal AI maturity and comfort levels grow.

Monitor and Maintain Data Quality: The performance of Vertex AI Search, especially its industry-specific solutions like Vertex AI Search for Commerce, is highly dependent on the quality and volume of the input data. Establish processes for monitoring and maintaining data quality.

Final Thoughts on Future Trajectory

Vertex AI Search is on a clear path to becoming more than just an enterprise search tool. Its deepening integration with advanced AI models like Gemini, its role within the Vertex AI Agent Builder, and the emergence of agentic capabilities suggest its evolution into a core "reasoning engine" for enterprise AI. It is well-positioned to serve as a fundamental data grounding and contextualization layer for a new generation of intelligent applications and autonomous agents. As Google continues to infuse its latest AI research and model innovations into the platform, Vertex AI Search will likely remain a key enabler for businesses aiming to harness the full potential of their data in the AI era.

The platform's design, offering a spectrum of capabilities from enhancing basic website search to enabling complex RAG systems and supporting future agentic functionalities , allows organizations to engage with it at various levels of AI readiness. This characteristic positions Vertex AI Search as a potential catalyst for an organization's overall AI maturity journey. Companies can embark on this journey by addressing tangible, lower-risk search improvement needs and then, using the same underlying platform, progressively explore and implement more advanced AI applications. This iterative approach can help build internal confidence, develop requisite skills, and demonstrate value incrementally. In this sense, Vertex AI Search can be viewed not merely as a software product but as a strategic platform that facilitates an organization's AI transformation. By providing an accessible yet powerful and evolving solution, Google encourages deeper and more sustained engagement with its comprehensive AI ecosystem, fostering long-term customer relationships and driving broader adoption of its cloud services. The ultimate success of this approach will hinge on Google's continued commitment to providing clear guidance, robust support, predictable platform evolution, and transparent communication with its users.

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