#hehe their names r alike

[fantasydoctor]

they need a really cool ship name RIGHT NOW

[billiedeansbitch]

Alrighty then i have another request for larissa, she and the reader are just fuck buddies or something of the sort, they are having sex one night and larissa says “u’re such a fucking whore” or something degrading and r just says “i love you” back and then you continue how you think it would unfold hehe

Have a good one!

𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞

(𝐋𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐚 𝐖𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐗 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

a/n: i feel like this isn't my best work but here it is. anyway it contains smut, degrading, mommy kink if u squint a little, spitting kink...and of course, some fluff.

warning/s: NSFW.

It was Outreach Day. The day. It was what everyone in the whole Nevermore Academy was waiting for; students and faculties alike. It was the buzzing topic for days. And you knew Larissa—Principal Weems, was equally as enthusiastic about it, too. 

As for the students, participation was obligatory, unless they had a valid reason not to partake in any activities, and to those whose reasons were granted reasonable by the headmistress herself, got to stay behind which now led to your task for the day, and that was to supervise these students, make sure they weren’t faking any sudden illness or inflicting trouble to others.

Larissa wasn’t expecting you to volunteer but you did. Understanding, the woman merely sighed in defeat, nodding her head as she did so before moving on. 

After the meeting, she came by your desk to express her disappointment and confess that she had planned a quick excursion to the weathervane with you, but she had no intention of changing your mind. Your heart leaped with joy at that. Like a date, you wondered if that was what she meant. But then as if she had heard your thoughts she quickly added, “Friendly,” somewhere in the middle of her sentence, making you feel foolish for still holding out hope that the situation with the principal of Nevermore would change.

You gave her a sad, little smile and suggested she could bring Miss Thornhill if she so wished for friendly company, but she declined and told you she only wanted you. It confused you.

It wasn’t the first time she exhibited these confusing signs. Little miss strictly-no-endearment had been generous with pet names lately, calling you dear, honey, sugar, sweetheart, all the sweet things she could think of with a smile on her lips. You were sure she had noticed the way your breath would stop, and your cheeks go pink whenever she would carelessly call you things, but everytime it happened, she wouldn’t dare say a word and just go on. 

It all stemmed back to the first night when she didn’t try to come up with an excuse to dodge your request for her to stay the night and sleep in your bed with you breaching one of the rules—her rules. Even yet, you were still unsure about your relationship with her and you clung to the faint hope that if you prayed fervently enough, she may suddenly change her mind about everything. 

You made the decision to take a walk around the school in the afternoon, immediately following your meal, to see how everyone was doing.

After ensuring that everyone was acting fairly behaved with no underlying malice, you turn toward the path of your office to finish some paperwork. You were, however, abruptly stopped in your tracks by the audible tittle-tattle of pupils. The noise grew louder by the second until the very hall you were standing in was flooded by the Nevermore students. 

In the corner of your eyes you saw her, striding toward the direction of her office, until she was gone from your line of sight and her office door slammed close, echoing and spooking everyone in the hallway including you. 

Something was wrong. Larissa Weems was evidently fuming. Who the fuck dare screwed the Outreach Day? 

Funny enough, Wednesday Addams went in after Larissa, sporting a scowl and a cold glare. So, Wednesday was the culprit. You could only shake your head in disbelief at how the young pupil was able to religiously piss the woman off everyday. 

You resumed walking, passing her office on your way. You tried to at least think much less of it—much less of her as you work, try to be as productive as you intended, but your brain refused to think and focus on anything else that didn’t revolve around her, it only wanted her.

With a sigh, you stopped grading the papers and just sat there, letting your mind float around her. It was a little later in the afternoon when you decided to succumb to these thoughts.

You smoothened the creases of your pants, adjusted your blouse and fixed your overall appearance. You grabbed a random folder from your desk, just something to hold onto, and marched to the Principal’s office.

You came to halt directly in front of her door, at which point you held your fist in midair while still debating whether it would be better to leave her alone to handle it or to go throw yourself in her way and be the destruction she so sorely needed at the time.

Sheriff Galpin and the Principal had just completed discussing the situation inside the office. He rose from his seat, tipped his head and made to leave. He opened the door to find you right there, clutching the folder close to your chest. Too late to turn back now.

His presence didn’t matter, you stepped aside, he didn’t say anything and walked away, his boots thudding the floor. 

You found her blue eyes staring at you, “May I come in, Principal?” The formalities were for anyone who might be listening closely. She summoned you in and you closed the door. 

You allowed your shoulders to fall and your posture to relax in the seclusion of her office. You knew well how every interaction with the Sheriff left her blood boiling, quickly you asked her if she was okay with genuine concern lacing your voice.

It was a mistake, you thought, as soon as the biting response reached your ears, “Do I look okay?” you hated how it made you flinch.

“No...”

She saw it, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I was just… I’m exhausted.”

“And furious…” It earned you a glare but it took only a second before her gaze softened. 

You crossed the room, dropping the folder on her desk, which the woman didn’t bother to ask what it was about already knowing it was a random prop you grabbed from your desk in case you needed an alibi for being in her office. 

“I had high hopes for this year’s outreach day.” she said, her voice no longer angry, but your heart clenched at how disheartened she sounded.

“I know.” you answered from behind her, placing your hands over her upper arms and soothingly running them up and down, “I know, baby.”

Then you started removing her coat jacket, her breath picking up. “Breathe, darling. Slower, please.” you cooed, placing a soft peck on her nape. 

Larissa felt how hot and moist your lips were.

From that point on, you were assessing everything as you went and attempting to elicit a response from her—anything that would suggest whether you should keep going or stop.

“Mhmm, that’s it. Good girl.” you rewarded her with another kiss just right behind her left ear.

“Can I pull the pins out?” you asked, and she nodded. 

“Let’s make you feel good, yes?” You massaged her scalp, and then her shoulders before you inquired about the zipper of her dress.

When she allowed you again, you pressed another fond, sweet kiss behind the right ear. “Thank you.” you murmured, it earned a sensual sound from her.

“Just relax.” Once the sleeves went down her arms and exposed a pale expanse of her skin artfully speckled with freckles, your lips began to press softly over her nape, down her spine and then you pause just to drink in the sight of her back.

“I know this isn’t what you want to hear right now but you have such a sexy back, you know.” A bona fide chuckle escaped her lips, “So toned and lean. You said you don’t work out.” 

“I really don’t.”

“Turn around for me.” She stepped out of her dress, only in her underwear, and spun around. The clouds of storm in her eyes were no longer present. She looked so much calmer now.  

“So gorgeous.” You breathed, and kissed both of her eyelids. Kissed her cheeks. Kissed the blades of her shoulders. 

Larissa cupped your cheeks, “Have I told you how beautiful you are today?” You chuckled, recalling the times she did in the hallway in the early morning,  in her office when she asked for you before she left, the time where she brushed past you to greet another Professor and still managed to whisper, “You look so pretty, my dear.”

“You did. A lot of times in fact.” 

A smile grew on her lips, “That’s better.” 

“So how do you propose we end this night?” She said, eyeing your chest, and playing with the top button of your blouse, easily undoing one. 

“With a bottle of red for your temper, and some good fucking to relieve your stress. How’s that sound?”  

“Like a miracle. Now, let me help undress you.” 

Larissa took pleasure in admiring how your clothes fit you, how the material feels under her palms before she gets rid of each item. She took her time undoing every button, unclacing every lace, slowly pulling the zipper down. She loved taking her time unravelling you like a gift on a Christmas morning. 

“No. You stay there and watch.” you pushed her to one of the armchairs in front of her desk, telling her to sit, but instead, she grabbed your wrist and pulled you to her private quarters, surprising you.

You giggled after her, blushing at how eager she seemed for you, then she hushed you with her mouth, pressed you on the door when it finally closed and whispered, “Fuck the wine, let’s get straight to fucking.” you agreed while laughing as her lips ghosted your neck, you put both hands on her shoulder, pushing her a bit, “If you want to fuck me, take me to your bed at least.” 

You didn’t have to tell her twice. In one swift move, you were thrown on the bed, her hands quickly relieving your body from the clothes you wore. One by one she undid the buttons, so gentle and careful, and folded them neatly till you were left in your tiny, laced underwear that left nothing to the woman’s imagination. 

You admire the patience she harboured despite how lustful her eyes seemed to appear, how she bit and licked her lips as she unclasped your bra, and the straps fell from your arms, until you were bare from everything.

Your heart thundered in your chest once she touched you with the gentle familiarity of her hands as if you were too fragile if handled any differently. She took in the softness of your skin, smoothing her thumbs across and pressing her fingertips a little too firmly without bringing you any sort of discomfort. Her eyes were dark, yes–lustful and eager, but she was touching you with a particular fondness that differed from when she touched you many times before—that you were certain of. 

Her eyes briefly met yours, but you weren't sure why, and then her lips moved slightly open as if she were getting ready to say something. However, the words in her throat turned into a deep sigh, and her face softened. You wanted to know what was going on in her head.

Before you could ask, though, her lips slammed into yours. Suddenly, you were consumed by the ferocity of the kiss and utterly melted into her, everything in your head finally dissipating into nothingness. You could only think of taking it all. Take everything she was giving you.

–

“Yeah? You like that? Of course you do, look at you, so eager for me.” She said as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. Your legs were spread and she was inside your cunt, pounding you rough with her fingers. 

“You like that I fuck you so much don’t you? So much that you couldn’t breathe and all you could do is moan like the fucking slut you are.” You made a shaky, barely discernible sound as you tried to respond but it came out as a moan instead. Take it you, slut. What do you want, baby? Mommy’s fingers? Yeah? All of them? Spread them wider so mommy could fuck you more. All of these were making you wetter and needier.

“Fuck.” Came out of you and your back arched, “God, you’re such a fucking whore. So fucking pathetic.” you felt her add another digit, stretching your cunt like she promised you she would and it felt so great, you cried to her as you buried your face on her neck.

“Please, please, please. Let me come, please.” you begged.

But she merely laughed and withdrew from your grasp, steadying herself above you, and wrapped her hand around your throat as you squirmed beneath her. 

“Open your mouth, slut.” she spit in your mouth, “Good girl. Now, swallow.” and you dutifully swallowed it down without breaking eye contact with the blonde.

It all felt too good to be just another one of those nights, one of your little sex escapades in the Principal’s bedroom. Honestly, it all felt nothing of that sort anymore. So maybe, just maybe if you close your eyes and say the words that rested on the tip of your tongue for too long it could change everything.

Were you this desperate that you were willing to take the risk of potential rejection? Yes. Because you could no longer look her in the eyes and act like you weren’t so in love with her, like all of this was nothing to you.

So you closed your eyes, and breathed the words to her lips as you captured them “I love you.” 

Silence followed. You swallowed hard. It felt harder to breathe

She didn’t say it back. She never opened her mouth to say anything or attempted to pull away. You didn’t know if that was a good sign. She kept kissing you and you kept reciprocating, accepting her tongue and sucking her lips. It went on until you were too tired on her bed and sleep was the next best thing. You didn’t bother repeating your words, didn’t bother asking if she heard you or not, you just slept there curled up on the other side of her bed.

Larissa watched the rise and fall motion as you slept, her fingers aching to touch a part of you. You were so close yet so unreachable, the space in between felt like a punishment but who was punishing her but herself.

Unable to keep herself apart from you any longer, she adjusted herself closer, hesitated when you stirred, and then moved closer still until her front was flushed against your backside and her nose was buried in your hair, smelling your scent. 

“Words are not enough for some things I feel about you.” She whispered while stroking your back in shapeless lines and kissing the back of your head from time to time. If she couldn’t kiss your lips, she would gladly settle on any part of you and kiss it no less. 

“But I love you, too, you know?” her voice wavered, and you resisted the impulse to turn around and cradle her face and tell her that you could wait however long it would take because you understood if she wasn't ready yet but you weren’t meant to hear this you suppose. 

When you felt her hand encircling your waist and her breath brushing against the back of your neck, you wanted nothing more than to turn around. 

She was not naive as you thought, she had already noted the significant shift in your breathing that suggested you were in fact awake now and added, "I’m sorry I couldn’t say it back right away." 

Squeezing her hand was the least thing you could do to tell her you understood her.

Lariss didn’t know what else to do except to call your name, her voice was low, the softest it had been all day. You turn around, meeting the pools of blue eyes looking at you with so much warmth, her smile so lovingly enticing. 

“I love you.” She confessed once more in a shuddering, small voice, tears threatening to fall from her eyes. She still looked so beautiful. 

You kissed the tears away before they could fall, kissed her cheeks, too, as they looked too inviting not to, then placed kisses down her neck, all intimate and pure before you put one final kiss on her lips. 

The affection you offered made her heart swell in her chest. Each kiss felt like an offering, like the flowers you put in her hair during that one afternoon when you came back from the woods with wild flowers in hand and told her she would look so beautiful with those in her hair.

You smiled at her, lips pressed and stretched so smoothly that she couldn’t resist not kissing you. A chuckle left your lips when she pressed hers, and pinched at your waist. “I shouldn’t be swayed by charms but how could I deny myself such pleasure of kissing you?” She said after the kiss, eyes lingering on your lips,

Just then you realized how much you were so truly, madly in love with her. Your heart had always felt so full around her like they would explode any time and then just stop because beating too fast was so exhausting and there wasn’t enough room for this overwhelming sensation. 

That night, you didn’t know how you ended up sleeping, all you could remember was her warmth, her softness, her voice and her lips pressed so perfectly on your own, while she kept repeating, I love you. 

[zomcomfaggot]

finally made an nsft sideblog so I can be unabashedly horny

I'm zomb!!! haiii!!! I'm puppyyy n i eat ppl arfarfarf

that's not my real name but probably a good idea to keep my actual identity away from this meow

they/it but whatever:3c

sexuality is whatever, if u stumbled upon this I'm probably attracted to u

send me horny asks, objectify me, send me unsolicited nudes/lewds

maybe I'll post selfies one day:3 if I do the tag is #zompics

sub+switch!!! I'll do anything 2 please u

if i don't like u, u'll be blocked w/o warning

I'm traumatized n I act like it!! don't expect me to be moral by usual standards, average problematic trannyfaggot

I'm not gonna list everythin Wrong With Me but I'll post abt it so do with it what u will meow

DMs r always open!!! send me unsolicited dickpics n tell me u r deepest darkest desires

I'm not gonna block u if u don't have ur age in ur bio. I respect the privacy. but minors dni n if I find one following me ur blocked without question

fetishes/content warnings

most of the usual tumblr tranny content, that means feet, piss, pits, sweat, musk, tummy, body hair, that kind of thing.

I can sexualize anything about anyone. I loooove fat ppl n skinny ppl alike n I looove biting n hitting n stabbing n cutting n blood n bondage n bdsm n so on, I can n will fetishize autism

I lovelovelove the eroticism of the machine 1 time I got so horny I had to take a break while building a pc bc I got so horny i couldn't think

I looove gore n necro n cannibalism n rape n incest n just a little bit of beast [all in fiction n roleplay of course hehe whatever will get ppl not 2 yell at me:3] n i will not judge u no matter how hard or weird ur fetish iz, I love u freaks!!!

no I don't think paraphiles r part of the lgbtq+ community I'm jus a freak who wants 2 be killed fucked n eaten - I also don't think paraphiles r morally incorrect either

turn-offs

misgendering as fetish, scat, farts, and diapers is literally it I think, idk I'll update later if something comes to mind

[hinatas-sunshine]

Synopsis: Hello!I hope you’re having a good day, if it’s ok can I request a Bnha head cannon for Kiri,Bakugo and Shoto for a s/o that bakes and one day makes cookies that resemble them in their hero costume - @lazyfiresuitcasehero

Genre: Fluff

A/N for Requester: HEY this is so cute I was so excited to write abt this when I saw it and I’m so glad you give me some wordeful headcanons 🥺❤️ you’re the kindest hehe

A/N: I hope you guys enjoy this request! I hope you’re having a good day! KITHES! Requests are open! ❤️

Bakugo:

• Baking was usually a thing you did was Bakugo

• So when he got back to the dorms after training and the smell of sweets hit his nose, he stormed to the kitchen

• You smiled sweetly at him hands behind your back, this struck his curiosity

“What are you hiding?”

• You smiled and bounced excitedly

“Ta-Da!”

• He saw a small cartoon replica of him in your hands, in the shape of a cookie

“That’s not the only one!”

• Behind you there was a Denki chomping on a mini Bakugo

“Tastes sweet, something Bakugo isn’t.”

“OI! Shut up dunce face!”

• You giggled as Bakugo angrily bit into his look alike cookie you had handed him, his angry features being taken over by a soft one

“This is so good..”

“Thank you!”

• You smiled and tightened your cute apron before continuing to roll more cookie dough to make cut outs

“Ba-ku-go!”

• You placed the letters in order on the tray, and Bakugo turned away blushing

“Go shower you stink I can smell you all the way from over here!”

“Shut up woman!”

• With that he sprinted up the stairs to get shower like you said

• Denki walked over to the tray to grab another cookie while you were taking the ones you just baked out from the oven

“No!” *slap*

• Denki rubbed his stinging hand frowning as you sighed and handed him two messed up cookies

• With that he ran off

“Look! Y/n gave me cookies!”

“Huh? Y/n?! What about me?!”

• Mina ran in as you smiled at her

“Go take one of Denki’s I gave him two.”

• Bakugo was confused on why the two were fighting each other on the couch and you were placing the letter cookies in the oven and going back to icing the cookies

• But the confusion turned into a surprised one when he saw you frosting little blasty cookies 🥺

“Why are you making so many cookies about me?”

• You turned to look at him, setting the frosting down

“Why? Do you not like them? Is it creepy? It is isn’t it. Oh my gosh.”

• You turned and smashed a Bakugo cookie with your fist causing him to jump back

“What the hell woman?! I was just asking what spiked your interest to want to make me into a cookie Damn it!”

• Denki came in to swoop up that cookie your crushed

“Oh... well, I was bored and I saw someone on Pinterest do it.”

• Pinterest... you and Pinterest man you always did things right away when you saw a cool idea

“Y/n will you make Denki cookies next?!”

“Sur-“

“In your dreams dumbass!”

Kirishima:

• He loved your baking

• If he was having a bad day, it’s like you somehow knew and he’d come back to the dorms to see you baking something for him

• Today was a specifically bad day, sparring didn’t do as planned, his quirk was out of control and Bakugo was in a pissy mood too worsening things for him

• All he wanted to do was go back to the dorms and sleep

• Upon entering the dorms he was tackled in a hug

“You’re back! I missed you!”

• Kirishima slowly took you off, automatically happy with your presence

• His pure happiness, you. You always knew how to change his mood any time he was upset

• You bounced on your feet before showing him a tiny baggie wrapped nicely

“What’d you bake this time y/n?”

“Open itttt!”

• He laughed at your excitement and opened the bag to pull out an cool looking R and a cartoon cookie version of him in his hero costume

“This is so badass!”

“Yeah!?”

“Hell yeah!”

• He placed a kiss on your forehead and looked at the cookies walking into the kitchen with you following behind him

“You baked more?!”

“I had too much dough.”

• He looked at you shoving something behind your back

“What was that?”

“Huh? Nothing..”

“Y/n.”

• He took the tray behind you and saw a bunch of messed up cookies

“Why is my head smaller than the rest of my body?!”

“That’s the reject pile babe.”

• He laughed picking one up

“My chest doesn’t look like this!”

“I went off a picture of you and I got distracted by your abs Shut Up!”

• Now he was full on cackling making you smile as he bit into it, his smile fell

“This is so good.”

• He shoveled cookies into his mouth

“Slow down! They’re not going anywhere!”

• He stopped and turned to look at you, as you frantically gave him some water

• He took it and placed it on the counter leaning down to wrap his arms around your waist

• The change of behavior threw you off but you weren’t complianing as you wrapped your arms around him too

• Nuzzling his face into your neck placing small innocent kisses he whispered

“Thank you.”

• You smiled stroking his hair

“Don’t worry about it, I had fun.”

• He lifted his head

“No, thank you. I was having the worst day and... everything you do and everything about you just knows how to make those problems seem like nothing.”

• Placing a kiss on his lips that he gladly returned you smiled warmly whispering to him

“You’re welcome my love.”

• The moment was ruined by Sero pushing past you two and taking the tray of cookies

“Sorry I’ll be taking these...”

“No they’re mine”

“They don’t have your name on them.”

“They LITERALLY are of me.”

Todoroki:

• He knows you love baking, especially for everyone in the dorms

• But with the sports festival coming up, he knows you are a tad bit more on edge than usual

• And he knows how you are when on edge

“Y/n? Why are you up? It’s 3 AM.”

• You stopped anxiously folding the dough before you looked at him

• You looked sleep deprived... like a raccoon

“Let me just finish baking this and then I’ll go to bed.”

• He sighed and nodded, he knew there was no arguing with you because you would only ignore him and continue

• You went back to cutting the shape carefully while he looked at you worriedly

“Don’t people usually train rather than bake of a sports festival is coming up...”

• He whispered to himself before seeing you smile to yourself, and that smile was all he needed to know you’ll be just fine

• The next morning you, completely sleep deprived charged into his room seeing him just waking up

“Good morning!”

• He sat up as you closed his door and jumped onto his bed, a small container in your hands

“I would say good morning to you but it doesn’t look like you slept.”

• You giggled scratching the back of your head sheepishly before handing him the small container

• He took it and opened it, seeing small cartoon replicas of him frosted perfectly, of him smiling, him using his quirk and him just looking serious

• He smiled and looked at the other ones of just fire and ice that he gladly but into and tried

“Do you like them?”

“I love them, and I’d love for you to get some sleep.”

• You nodded and took the container placing it on his nightstand

• Even with the light shining in from his room you still laid down closing your eyes, about ready to knock out cold for awhile

“What made you want to bake cookies of me?”

“I just love you, and with the sports festival coming up I know you’re really strong. I’m excited to see you fight and I wanted to do something for you.”

• He looked at your closed eyes, without knowing it you were smiling as you went on about how much you admired him

• He leaned down and kissed you, catching you off guard but regardless you kissed him back

“And you’ll do amazing as well.”

“Psh, yeah okay.”

• With that you nuzzled your head into his chest hugging him while he placed an arm around you

“Hey y/n can I have some of these Todoroki cookies?”

“Shhh Deku she’s asleep-“

“OI! WHERE DID ALL THE EGGS GO!? IT WAS YOU WASN’T IT DEKU?!”

“K-Kacchan!? No! I just woke up!”

“Wake her up! She has to go buy eggs!”

“Wake me up Bakugo. Do it. Wake me up.”

• He left you alone after that 😃

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[neouihobi]

florist! bangtan headcanons

a/n: hi lmao i wrote most of this in 2017 and seeing how florist!bangtan actually came to life in the recent run!bts i decided to finally post this no i haven’t watched the ep yet i like to procrastinate (did see some gifs and scs on twt though!!!!! sunflower hobi is real!) 

seokjin

would have the displays adorned with wide varieties of pink flowers, hydrangeas, roses, peonies and sprinklings of baby's breath

would be a hit with the neighborhood ahjummas because would sometimes give their flowers out for free with a wink and a hand kiss

the neighborhood ahjussis would shyly make their way to his store to ask for advice for what type of bouquet they should get for their wives

jin thoughtfully gives them recommendations! (his heart is warmed whenever they come and ask him)

10/10 bonds with the ahjussis with dad jokes

yoongi

ochre wooden floors with matte black details; furniture he designed himself, marble countertops, large windows, high stools—basically the kind of flower shop that has everyone pulling out their phones because #aes

would have fancy packaging offered at his store, black silk sashes for a bunch of roses, sleek matte boxes for single long-stemmed roses; min yoongi has an eye for classy packaging that has everyone buying only from his shop for extra fancy events

yoongi writes stories for his creations

he's thought of plots about dreams & remaining strong despite adversity--then he'd create a piece with a small water lily on an acrylic box with just enough space for it to come out, much larger lilies overhead. the idea of youth & wanting to keep it forever? he grabs white lilacs, roses, foliage, binds them together, has a wooden plate custom made & puts the flowers on top, encasing them in a glass globe

likes it when good music is floating in the store while you shop so he invests in a record player and puts on old classics and basically djs; also has a sideline job of djing and his radio show is called kkul fm (and his fans are called bees ehe) (which is also why he sells flowers ehe)

(oops maybe a little sope too oops) 

would have the cutest pink apron tied to his waist that hoseok gave him for christmas because hyung!!!! you need a nice apron ok trust me on this which yoongi only grumbled at that night but the next day that he opened hoseok found him wearing it and attacked his hyung with the biggest hug ever

hoseok

would over-order sunflowers because oops lol he doesn't have an excuse he just really likes sunflowers ok

sunlight always permeating the flower shop because maybe god thought the sunflowers needed sunlight hehe it's definitely not because hoseok is a flower too lol ofc not

everyone who enters his shop and grabs some flowers has a spring in their step! bc!!! hobi is just a ray of sunshine! makes the shopping process very smooth and easy for his customers

has monthly specials for 20% off on your order for bouquets for your mom!!! bc love your mom y'all!!! be a good offspring n send her flowers!!!!

namjoon

would know all the meanings behind each flower and consequently recommendations for any occasion you'd like to give flowers

he knows all the scientific names of each of the flowers but he'll only spew those out when trying to scare away the rowdy boys who are itching to pluck the petals out of the rosebuds "magnolia sparklium!!! some other scientific flower name!!!" /volume increases/

reads a lot of poetry & slips copies of his favorites when clueless high school boys come and ask him for advice on what to do with their confessions

dimples every time he is able to sell a bouquet not because he'll be making profit!!!! this boy just loves it when someone's just so thoughtful to give someone else flowers to brighten their day!!!! it makes namjoon soft

jimin

would sell fresh flower crowns bc why not!!!! they're the prettiest!!!!

you would find him hunched on his wooden table, meticulously stringing together delicate buds with bits of twine and string and everyone's watching through the glass display bc like!!!!! florist park!!!! is so!!!! dreamy!!!!

florist friends jungkook and taehyung had convinced him to join them in modelling to rev up the hype for the flower crowns, so they did a photo shoot and kook made the posters and of course the sales increased by 200% because aesthetic!!!! genuine flower boys in flower crowns what is this perfection you have blessed us with

he adopted a calico cat after that one day he found the little guy in the alley near his shop

the customers love the cat very much!!!! he became the mascot for the shop!!!! they tease florist park that he and the cat are very much alike!!!

taehyung

would have wild flower suppliers because he's got connections from daegu n wow!!!! the flowers r hella beautiful in his shop, beating out all the others' in the neighborhood

sometimes when you come to the shop early enough, it's possible to see taehyung in a large straw hat and light blue overalls and it's the cutest thing ever!!!!!

when it’s early in the afternoon and the store isn’t as busy, he’d definitely be sitting in a corner, easel and paintbrushes out, studying birds of paradise, attempting to paint their likeness on the canvas 

kim namjoon, a friend and fellow florist from another neighborhood, is awestruck by his paintings that are hung around the store, asks where he got them, taehyung happily answers that he was the one who made them!

and wow maybe mr. namjoon kinda fell in love right then and there (hehe......... he... vmon crumbs)

jungkook

large doe eyes and soft cotton shirts, rolled up sleeves, of course, revealing kook's strong arms and tattoos *fans self*

quickest flower snipper ever, he even has a certificate and trophy at the back and will show you if you ask him about it

has the most bomb ass photos for his online flower shop which really attracts people from all of korea to order from his store

florist jeon draws too!!! has gorgeous pencil sketches of flower arrangements hanging on the walls of his shop.

(like isaac lol) he would have a tiktok account dedicated to his and his friends shenanigans as florist bois 

definitely went viral after posting a behind-the-scenes of the flower crown photoshoot they had with jimin and taehyung

[insane-enby]

MY GENDER IDENTITIESSSSSS

WHAT TIME IS IT?! SHOWTIME! (like I said......) SHOWTIME! SHOWTIME! WHAT!

Apologies. I’m listening to........ 

(WHAT’S YA NAME MAN?) ALEXANDER HAMILTON!

*clears throat* I mean, Hamilton, I’m listening to Hamilton. 

Anywayyyyyyyyyyyy, Let’s get down to business! (TO DEFEAT, THE HUNS) sorry, sorry, *makes extravagant/very sophisticated gesture* I tis in a musical mood today. XD (P.S. if you didn’t know, that last one, with the “defeat the Huns” line, is from MULANNNNNNNNNNNN) ((it still relates to LGBT tho! look: (note: I DID NOT create this, I found it on Pinterest, which I think was a thing from Tumblr actually))):

Let’s

Get down to

Business to defeat

The Huns

Anywayyyyyyyyyyyyy (again), anybody wanna know............. *suspensful drumroll* my identities! (not a question XD)

Warning: The following information may be confusing and strange. Aliks has many identities of the “minority”, many of which are not well known. If you wish to continue be prepared....... YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED  *wavy hands thingy gestures* *slowly backs into the shadows*

hehe........ heh. Yeah. #UltraQueer *peace sign*

*official sounding trumpets* ROUND 1, ✨GENDER✨ ((From now on every time I say ✨gender✨, Imma put the sparkly emoji thing))

#1 - (In my beautiful singing voice that actual sounds like a thousand rats dying) 🎵TRANSGENDER🎵 (TRANS) - Basically, it’s identifying as a ✨gender✨ other than the one your were assigned at birth. It can be binary (girl and boy) or non-binary (literally every ✨gender✨ besides “girl” and “boy”), as long as it isn’t the ✨gender✨ you were assigned at birth, you’re Trans. 

*Note: Although someone may be Trans by definition, they might not use that label or like that label for themselves.*

#2 - NON-BINARY (ENBY OR NB) - Means: identifying as a ✨gender✨ that is not one of the two binary ✨genders✨ (girl and boy). One can identify as just Non-binary, but it’s also an umbrella term for many, many other ✨gender✨ identities. ((Actually never mind, putting an emoji before and after “gender” is way too exhausting/takes to much time, and I’m lazy af :P))

*Note: Many people think that the term “non-binary” means having no gender. This CAN be true, for different individual people who identify this way, but often times “no gender” aka “lack of gender” is AGENDER. Non-binary is identifying as a gender that is not “girl” or “boy”, it is not the lack of gender, that would be Agender. (But someone who lacks gender does not have to identify as “agender”, they can identify as Non-binary, not have a label, make up their own label, or something else entirely)

#3 - GENDERQUEERRRRRRRRRRRRR ((minus 12 of those those “R”s)) - Okay, so I don’t know the ACTUAL definition of Genderqueer, pretty sure it varies from person to person, but I’m gonna copy and paste a definition of it from......... Merriam Webster Dictionary ((I’ll put the link at the end of this post))

genderqueer (adjective) - gen·​der·​queer | \ ˈjen-dər-ˌkwir\

Definition of genderqueer

of, relating to, or being a person whose��gender identity cannot be categorized as solely male or female. “Genderqueer is a relatively new term that is used by a few different groups. Some people identify as genderqueer because their gender identity is androgynous.” — Laura Erickson-Schroth

Mmk. So that’s the dictionary definition of Genderqueer. For me it means that I’m not sure what gender I am, I know I’m not girl or boy (hence “non-binary”), but I dont know what I am. Probably some strange...... third..... gender or something(?) I don’t know. But I like the term, and it fits me so........ yeah. It’s different for every person.

WELP! That’s all for today! Apologies if that was confusing, I AM NOT the best explainer of stuff. Um...... well....... here’s the link to the Merriam Webster Dictionary definition of Genderqueer: 

https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/genderqueer

I’ll make another post for my sexualities. (yes. plural). My gender might........ actually, no. It’s probably will change with time and I’ll update y’all when that happens! (bleh. feels so weird to say “y’all”.......). Also, at some point I may do a post with a bunch of different Gender Identities (not just mine) and their definitions. ((I may even include pronouns......... actually I might separate pronouns and genders, just because I dont want it to be TOO long)) Anywayyyyyyy, ((I’ve said that too many times haven’t I.........)) actually never mind, I literally can’t think of anything else to say. 

See ya!

-Aliks (They/Them, Xe/Xem, Ze/Zir, He/Him)

P.S. Apologies for making this so long............. I probably bore you not even halfway in, so nobody is probably reading this part (if anybody was even reading this in the first place), BUT, if someone fought through the boredom and is reading this part............ *falls to knees* I’M SORRY THIS WAS SO LONG!!!! *sobs* 

Have a great rest of your day/night! and if I dont see you again ((meaning yu dont read my posts again...... I hope you have a wonderful life! (2020 aside) :P ((I put too many of those faces too......))

[jokertrap-ran]

A3! (Act! Addict! Actors!) Under the Deep sea Fushimi Omi R【Resident Of The Library】 『Cream-puff nostalgia/ 1』

*Spoiler free: Translations will remain under cut *Name will remain as my normal ( ラン )

Part 1 / Part 2

TV: Next up, we have this shop here that's near Amawashi Station that's famous for their mouth-watering delicacies☆

Ran: A place that's famed for their pastries? Wow, I didn't know that we had such a place that us.

Tsumugi: Oh? I know that one! We passed by the store back when we were in the area. There was quite a queue.

Omi: They're popular for their cream puffs. They've got matcha-flavored ones with fruits inside, cream cheese and...well, quite a variety, I'd say.

Taichi: Sounds real delish~!

Ran: (This reminds me of the cream puffs my mother made back in the past...)

Ran: (I really wish I could eat those handmade puffs of hers once more.)

Omi: Good Morning, Tasuku-san.

Tasuku: Oh, morning.

Omi: I made breakfast; do you want some?

Tasuku: No, I've got a rehearsal for a guest performance after. I just came to retrieve my script.

Tasuku: Sorry, Director. Could you grab that script over there for me?

Ran: ......

Tasuku: Director?

Ran: Oh, sorry. The script, right? Here you go.

Tasuku: Right, thanks.

Taichi: Director? You okay there?

Ran: Nothing out of the ordinary, same old me. Well, just...

Ran: The TV program that's on just reminded me of the cream puffs that my mother used to make for me, back in the day. It makes me want to eat them again...

Taichi: She made cream puffs? That's amazing! What flavor did she make them in?

Ran: Well...Lemon, I think? It was akin to a citrus fruit, in any case.

Tsumugi: I think we can scrounge up a recipe or two for lemon-flavored cream puffs if we do a search for it.

Ran: I think I once found it in a picture book, actually.

Tsumugi: A picture book?

Ran: Yup. It was a series where the main character made food to solve the troubles of the various animals that popped up along the story.

Ran: I think I recall there being one for food and one for pastries alike...It probably has quite the number of protagonists too, considering the series.

Tsumugi: ...Could that series you're referring to possibly be "Shikkari-san"?

Ran: Yes, I think that's what it was!

Omi: "Shikkari-san"? I've heard about it, but I've never actually seen it.

Taichi: A cooking picture book? I only read the adventure ones back when I was little~

Tsumugi: I suppose it's fairy-tales for me. Although, I think I remember reading a couple of vehicle-related ones back when I went over to Tasuku's to play.

Tasuku: You're actually the only one who ever read those things.

Tsumugi: Really?

Ran: Hehe, so everyone has a picture book that remember even up till now.

‿︵ ‿︵ ︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵ ‿︵ ‿︵

Ran: The meeting ran rather long this time round...

Omi: Are you heading back now, director?

Ran: Oh, Omi-kun! I'm just about to head back after my meeting. Are you out shopping?

Omi: Yeah. I'm going to grab us some ingredients for dinner.

Ran: I see. How about I go with you then? I can help carry the bags.

Omi: You will? Thanks, that's actually a great help.

Omi: Speaking of, did you find the picture book you were fixated on that day?

Ran: Nope, not at all. No luck in that field.

Ran: I do know that it's most certainly part of the "Shikkari-san" series, but I don't really remember what was in the book...

Omi: I see...

Omi: Oh, right. I actually found a book shop that sold old books around the area not too long ago.

Omi: How about we go give it a look? Perhaps we might even find the book you're looking for.

Ran: Oh! A shop that sells old books? We might actually find it! Let's go if it's just around the corner!

[tournesolia]

Chaos Lineage Yuma Chapter 15 Translation

Place : Scarlet mansion – Vacant room

Shin : Hm... Hmmm...

Huh... ? Where am I... ?

Yui : Thank godness, you finally woke up

Carla : Shin. Are you all right ?

Shin : … Big brother...

Carla : … It seems you remembered

Yui : (Thank godness...!)

Soon after that, everyone got hit by an

intense dizziness and lost consciousness.

Me and the Mukamis spent days

carrying them all to the rooms and

treating them, Yuma-kun first.

Each person woke up at a

different time, but they definitely

regained all their memories.

Yui : (I was thinking of what Reiji-san and Shu-san did after regaining their memories...)

*flashback

Reiji : … I have to repeat and beg for you pardon

Even though my memories went all over the place, I put you in a difficult position... I'm terribly sorry

Yuma : It's hard to realize you said something modest just now

You had a hard time in your own way and were resolute with your choice, right ? Then we're quits

I also get obstinate for something I can't negociate. We're alike

Reiji : But... !

Yuma : Sorry for hitting you once. I got tired about your discipline talk

If you have so much time to lower your head, go do it to your brothers

You've been together for a while. So watch over them properly

See ya !

*Yuma leaves

Reiji : Good grief... That attitude... It doesn't change from when we were brothers

I will firmly take the lead on my real brothers, as you say

*scene change

Yuma : … ! Shu...

Shu : … Looks like you forgave that guy

Yuma : Yeah. You aren't to blame at all either. So you don't need to apologize

Shu : I see. So it was meaningless to come here

Yuma : … ! Then it would be nice if you kneel on the ground

I rarely see the neet prostrating himself. Can you do it now ?

Shu : Who would do that ? Whatever, I'm going to sleep

*Shu leaves

Yuma : Ah ! Wait ! Hey, c'mon, Shu !

*Yuma runs after him

*end of flashback

Yui : (With this, everyone is back to normal. There is no need to fight each other)

(In that case, what we have to do next is--)

Scene change : Scarlet mansion – Living room and dining room

Shin : Why did I become brothers with lower vampires !?

Ayato : Oh, shut up ! As if I would know even if you ask me !

Kou : Now now, you two are noisyyy. If you want to chat, talk about something meaningful, okay ?

Yui : A-As expected, it's getting out of hand when everyone is assembled...

Yuma : Yeah. Well, I knew that would happen

Azusa : But with this... Everyone returned back to normal, right ?

Yui : Yes. Shin-kun was the last one so they all regained their memories

Subaru : Honestly, I still don't get it well, but... We fell into someone's trap ?

Laito : I guess. Because we were forced to fight each other, with fake memories implanted in us

Kanato : To top it off, we were brought in such a place. Who's behind this ? I'll never forgive them

Yui : C-Calm down, Kanato-kun

Yuma : If we at least know where that place is, we should be able to escape

Carla : No, it won't be that easy

Yui : Carla-san ?

Carla : I feel a strong thought process from this land. This is perhaps another place created by someone's magic

Yui : By someone's magic... !?

Reiji : A place created by magic, you say ? So we are confined here

Shu : Then what should we do to get out of here ?

Yui : Well...

(That's right... What should we do to get out ? We don't know the crucial point)

Ruki : First of all, we should ask that one person who isn't here

Yui : … That's right, Kino-san !

(I feel sorry for Kino-san since he's locked in the dungeon. But he's the perpretator who caused trouble behind our back)

(He didn't show signs of regaining his memories but I wonder if we can ask him something today...)

Yuma : That guy... Even if we go to see him, he'll just say this and that, and end up pissing me off

Yui : W-Well, that's because Kino-san looks like a glib talker

Shin : Hey, we don't know who's that guy called Kino after all, right ?

Isn't that guy the one who confined us here ?

Yui : Eh ?

Laito : It seems he's not acquainted with any of us. In this situation, he's the most suspicious

Yui : W-Wait ! It's not necessarily him

Azusa : Kino-san hasn't... regained his memories yet, right ?

Then, we don't know who he is, and it can't be helped...

Shin : Hmph. That's also suspicious

Yui : I-It's alright ! We'll listen to what he has to say today. So the conclusion will wait a little more

(Once you suspect something, everything else will look suspicious again. Let's go talk to Kino-san for now)

(Now that it's decided, I have to make a meal for him)

Scene change : Scarlet mansion – Corridor

Yui : Phew... When we all gather, it mostly ends up chatting

Kou : True true. They all say whatever they want too much

Yuma : You're one to talk

Azusa : Meeting with everyone... was nice and fun...

Yui : R-Right

(He calls it ‘fun’ but it felt like they called each other names...)

(But it may be fun if you think about the time they tried to kill each other)

Yuma : Ouch... Guh...

Yui : Eh !? Yuma-kun ?

Ruki : Are your wounds hurting ?

Yuma : … I'm fine

Kou : There's no way you're fine ! Because you have such serious injuries

Azusa : Don't overwork yourself...

Ruki : I'm sorry. If I remembered faster...

Yuma : Don't worry. More importantly, your hand...

Ruki : … Ah, this ?

Yui : (It was when he stopped one of Kino-san's daggers... The bandages must still hurt...)

Ruki : If you're concerned about this, it's the same to me. With this, we're even

Yuma : Aah... ?

Ruki : You already forgot ? When I stepped in this mansion, you stopped my sword with your bare hand

… There's no way I can apologize to you enough

At that time... I caused you so much pain

Yui : Ruki-kun...

Yuma : … Yeah. You overturned the vegetable soup I took the trouble to make, and told me to never come again

Ruki : … Indeed

Yui : Y-Yuma-kun...

Yuma : But well, you've apologized, right ? So don't make such a gloomy face

At times like this, we should support each other, no ?

Azusa : … Yeah

Kou : Hehe...

Ruki : … That's right

Yui : (Thank godness... They're all completely back to normal)

(I'm really happy they're able to talk like this again--)

*Yuma hugs Yui

Yui : Kyaaa ! W-What's the matter ?

(H-He's hugging me in front of everyone...!)

Yuma : Are you grinning and staring at my brothers more than me now ?

Yui : (Don't tell me he's jealous !?)

Choice 1 : I'm sorry (white roses)

Yui : I'm sorry... I was happy by the thought everyone was back

Yuma : Aah ? If that was it, you should have said so earlier. I'm also happy they're back

Yui : T-That's right !

Yuma : But here's a punishment for worrying me... *kisses her

Yui : Hmm !?

H-Hey, your brothers are here !

Yuma : I don't see the problem at all. Let's show them off. C'mon, one more time

Yui : (I-It's embarrassing...!)

Choice 2 : That's not it (black roses)

Yui : That's not it ! Isn't this just your imagination ?

Yuma : You're lying. Your eyes are shifty. Someone like you--

… should be disciplined in front of my brothers. *licks her ear

Yui : Hyaa !? Don't talk so close to my hear !

Yuma : Haha, so you like it, right ? C'mon, let me hear more of your nice voice

Yui : Wait, stop, stop !

– End of choices

Kou : Ah-ah, they're showing off

Azusa : Let's leave them alone

Ruki : Good idea. If we get in the way of the romance, you will end up being kicked by a horse

Kou : Then see you later, you two ♪

*Ruki, Kou and Azusa leave

Yui : Eeeh !? Don't leave !

Yuma : Where do you think you're going ? You're not gonna run

We weren't just the two of us recently, right ? So let me feel you

Yui : I-It hurts... You hug me too tightly...

… ? Yuma-kun ?

Yuma : The reason I got those guys back is because you're here. It would have been no good if I was alone

Thanks, Yui...

Yui : … No. Your brothers are back because you did your best. I only helped a little

Just a little more... If we find the way to get out of here, we can all go home

Yuma : Yeah. Let's all live together like before, no matter what

Yui : … Yes !

Scene change : Dungeon

Kino : … Aah-aah. So that actually happened

I never thought I would be deceived by that Yuma

… When it comes to this...

(Note : The chapter 15 doesn’t really end here but, starting this point, the dialogs will change depending on the ending you will get. So I’ll just stop here and post the rest with their respective ending on separate posts)

[134340am]

kiri anon! I am watching kotaro lives alone coz i saw your post and i got curious, i was looking at voice actors and kirishima’s japanese va is the same for kota’s (im only on episode 1 but im already on nickname basis) manga artist neighbor. So yay win win!

Side note: Do you think Bokuto-san’s hair is more black than white?

KIRI ANON!!!! i'm so happy you're here! (^///^) <3

omg that's dope - i can't believe they have the same va??? the manga artist (forgot his name lol) and kiri don't sound alike at all so i'm super surprised!

kiri's voice actor is super talented; apparently he also voices porco from snk (my handsome bb #1) and ennoshita from haikyuu (my handsome bb #2) <3 i love when voice actors overlap and i find myself listening to their characters more attentively when they do - for example, i couldn't stop hearing bakugou in noya when i was rewatching haikyuu hehe

GOOD QUESTION bokkun's like a zebra heh... i think it's the slightest bit more white than black based off of pure memory (his eyebrows r white too i think?) what do u think!!! 〜(￣▽￣〜)

[oo3helcacn]

Mystic Messenger Christmas DLC - Normal Ending

I had the hardest time getting this last ending and couldn’t find a guide for it so I wrote this up so there’s at least one guide somewhere.  Please message me if there’re any mistakes and I hope this helps!

Make sure to attend every chat!  I don’t know if the text messages have any effect but I didn’t answer any texts.

Christmas Eve (1st day)

[00:01] Christmas Eve...

Hello, Zen

What’s wrong, Zen?

Do they do fund-raising events in RFA too?

Is Jumin planning with us too?

It’s okay tokeep yourself a little busy

Native Norwegian attire?

Jumin couldn’t do anything about it either, right?

You can’t come on that day?

Good-bye, honey~

Sweet dreams, Yoosung

[03:03] Overloaded Jaehee

Assistant Kang, you came right on time.

You seem to have a lot of work.

Yoosung seemed to have worked hard!!

Aww Jaehee.  There, there

I think it’s “Law of the Wolf and Lamb”.

Tada!  Mr. Jumin Han is here!

Could it be with a girl...?

Please try not to be late, so that Jaehee doesn’t worry.

Good-bye.

707?

I’m thinking of leaving too.

[06:48] 707 on Eve

Are you sure you’re not hallucinating?

What are you doing today, Seven?

Welcome, V.

May I go as too?

Why?!

V... you’re a very mysterious person.

See you tomorrow~

I’m strong so I’ll protect you with my whole body.

Whoosh (*Disappears*)

[09:17] V’s participation

Is the event planning going well?

He seems handsome, I really want to see him in person.

Maybe it’ll complicate things if use the RFA name.

I think it’s better to wait and see.  We don’t know how people think.

I want to think that it was an unavoidable...

Something does seem weird.  I can understand why Yoosung feels upset.

You’re holding on thanks to Jaehee.

Jaehee, you didn’t attend the event 4 years ago?

Did something show up?

I feel bad when I think of Yoosung having to work so hard...

Yoosung, aren’t you busy too?  Shouldn’t you get going?

I’ll look forward to it.  Bye bye

[11:24] Spend X-mas with someone

Excuse me...

I want to ride in Driver Kim’s car too.

That seems right lol

It seems like Jumin would spend time with Elizabeth the 3rd on a day like this.

If you deny it, then that means you are a robot,

I have a bad memory with Christmas so I’ll pass.

It’ll be fun to learn the art of shadow cloning

Is this an important day for you?

I’ll get going too ^^

[13:42] Jealous ZEN

Gasp, the Christmas couple movie that’s coming out!

It sounds like you’re saying lines form a play.

Yes yes...

Jumin, welcome!

Zen.... were you?

White Day and Pepero Day are also made for commercialization.

That’s kind of random...

I think Jumin can maintain a long lasting relationship based on trust.

Why are you asking something like that?

That isn’t enough.

That’s so harsh, especially on Christmas.....

Is this another world?  My mind is blown away....

Please don’t make Jaehee work too hard on Christmas.....

Maybe something bad happened at the meeting earlier.

Yes, goodbye.

[16:15] Dreams for Christmas

Yoosung, is everything going well?

Yes, but I don’t really like things like that lolol

Seven lolol~  It looks like you are in a good mood.

I’m also curious!  Please tell me if you have a Christmas dream hehe

...

I don’t care

So that means you won’t be going...  It would’ve been nice if you helped Yoosung T_T

I’m not in danger, right?

If there is even a 1% chance of a security breach

It’s really unlike you, Seven.

Please reconsider going...

Me?

That’s true, it is kind of interesting.

He should be more sociable like you.

Jaehee..... hang in there.

Yes, go on ahead.

[18:06] Cold Jumin

Hello.

I will spend it feeling a bit lonely.

Like other people?

It hurts me to see Yoosung feeling down...

Jaehee!

hahah, your face is blurry.

Ha ha... this is really....

It would be safer if you think two or three steps ahead.

Jumin, you will be attending tomorrow right?

Did you two... get into a fight?

Just try and come clean with whatever it is.

You’re going to give her more work on Christmas night?  Please be considerate of Jaehee..

Is it just me... or are you trying to run away??

You will earn a lot of money... take comfort in that.

Don’t drink that and cheer up!  Don’t you know it’s not good to drink too many of those?

Good luck on your work.

[19:18] Can’t rest on Christmas

707 is here!!  Open up the gates!!

Jaehee is going to work after the event is over.  Isn’t Jumin being a bit too much T_T It’s Christmas!!

If someone like Jumin were my boss..... I honestly think it could be a bit romantic.

It’s bad to fight.  I want peace!!  I respect everybody’s preferences!!

Yup✩!

Let’s stop now~

Yes

I want to spend a nice warm Christmas with Zen T_T sniff sniff

I don’t want to do what everyoneyone else is doing...

I don’t need to follow something like that.

Zen,I’ll warm you up with my words, hoo~♥

It’s so cute!  I feel so much brighter^^

I want to go on a date with Zen...

Running away;;;; is that okay?

Merry Christmas Eve!

That was unexpected...  I’m really getting lonely now... T_T

Yes, go on ahead~

[20:53] Preparation

Hello.

Jaehee would feel so proud too.

Welcome, Jumin.

If Yoosung gets hired... it’s not certain if Assistant Kang would feel less burdened.

Yeah, it’s still hard to accept....

Yoosung, try and respect what V did.  He is the person Rika chose.

If you’re free I hope you could help Yoosung and Jaehee...

I want to stay at home like Seven...

I know what you mean.  Hurry and go to bed.

[23:01] Christmas Soon!

Did you just discover a rabbit?!

Jaehee, was work good today?  Did you have any problems?

It’s so sad that I couldn’t help Jaehee...

I want to see Seven...  But I can understand why he would want to be alone lol

; ...

Thank you.

I’m a bit sad that Seven can’t come...

Christmas Day (2nd day)

[00:01] Ungrateful Christmas

I was getting ready to go to sleep soon.

Was practice hard for you?

Did something happen?

What bad luck...  I guess that means you can’t go to the event today.

Hi Seven

Merry Christmas to you both!

Zen, is there any way you can skip practice T_T

I hope the new role have more lines and actions.

I want to see the nude scene....  Ahem.

Sleep soon and good luck tomorrow.

[02:24] Christmas’s duty

Jaehee... I can’t sleep~!  Let’s chat.

Zen, your shirtless scene +_+

Everyone in the RFA is ties up with work....  I should at least enjoy Christmas

It’s important to spend Christmas celebrating.

I don’t know.  Sometimes I think luck can be more important than diligence...?  It all about luck

I am also going to sleep soon...  I came to chat with you

[05:50] Yoosung’s X-mas memory

Hiya

Uh oh...  No!  Don’t use that T_T I’ll getchu new ones

What kind of memories do you have of Christmas, Yoosung?

You and I are alike...

I am proud of you, Yoosung!  It’ll be a great success, cheers!

What’s more important than your name is your will.

It would be nice if Jumin can go a bit early to help Jaehee...

Bye~

[08:43] Yoosung and C&R

Poor Yoosung...  Shall I text him to run away...

I started it a bit special.  I am excited!

People who are going to work today must have a hard time. T_T Jahee too...

Are you talking about V..?  Something really did happen between you two.

Yes!  Is event going well?

How come you are not getting in touch with your family?  People worry about you.

Wouldn’t releasing stress be first for Jumin.  Work can come after, one by one :)

Reading is the best.

You can call the President and work with the phone :)

Go ahead.

Go and work now~

[10:32] Not everyone is happy

Hooray

Is your Christmas going well?

It’s not that kind of day for me..

I hope Seven is not included there... it’d make my heart ache...

So Seven, are you unable to workbecause you’re sad?

Just be a great donating Santa for me today.

Come on then

Yes, see you again!

You can’t help but be suspect something.  Afterall, this game’s title is...

Yes, but we should be understanding of everyone’s circumstances.

Yes, I hope the event is good :)

[13:06] Depressing day

Yes, just stay calm today

Come to my place too!!

But that’s only possible in your dream

I hope... that dream comes true.  I wish that it’d happen today.

Cheer up Zen!  Even when you are working hard, my heart will be burning for you!

Jumin, have you organized your thoughts?

I’ll be thankful if you help well with Jaehee’s work, Jumin.

It sounded too serious to be a joke.

I heard that C&R is making a great contribution to our GDP growth!

You just came to chill out!

Thank you for welcoming me, Jumin :)

Zen, I will be cheering for you!

[16:07] All because of <name>

Wow, Seven!  It’s such an honor to see you!

Wow!!!  I announce Seven as the hack of the year with the most released cat videos!

Oh, C&R stock has gone up...?  Maybe I should buy some.

Yes...... it’s all about circumstances!  Some people could be on another planet!

Jumin the slacker is taking care of Jaehee’s work, is that true?

Are you going to fix mine too?!

Right, Jaehee!

See you soon~

I’ll muster up all my cheers for you!  Seven, cheer up today!

I should be thankful that you have work.  You should go now Seven!

[18:10] Reached the goal

How much is it?

You did such a great work!!  I’m so happy for you!

I am planning to go.

Zen, are you angry about something?

That sounds so annoying T_T

That’s right!  Have hope!

Zen, give me a ride on your motorcycle~

Christmas is passing by like this....

Fill the empty bowl with water

Don’t do that, try to be friends

So the year passes by like this for the RFA...

I am going soon so wait for me!!

That’s because it’s Christmas today.

Don’t smoke too much and be careful of your health!

[19:23] Successful event

Yeah, you did so well!!

I plan to go!

I thought it was normal to take a break on Christmas...  Everyone here’s so... lolol

Spending time with my cherished ones too!

Good luck with the event~

I hope you get good news~

[21:00] 707′s monologue

(At this point I don’t know if it matters or not what you say but I put down what I did just in case!)

Seven, you’re here!

Wow...  That’s amazing.

You were busy, so of course ^^;

Huh?  Why not!?  You should be the lead.

Yes, I’ll try to be positive about it.

How?

What are you planning?

Still, I had fun because of this messenger.

Yes...

[Visual Novel]

Yoosung...?  It’s me <name>.

No, not yet.  We should have cake together!

I’m eager to meet him.

Nice to meet you, Jumin.  It’s <name>.

Why don’t you donate more since you’re late?

I thought he was too busy to come.  I’m glad he made it.

How did you know it was me?

Is V really coming though?

Yeah, he might have some trauma related to Christmas.

I think Seven’s hacked into the system!

Forget the depressing things, and Merry Christmas~!

Merry Christmas.

[immortalviridian]

parting is such sweet sorrow

@juminvweek

Day Two - Reunited

3,533 words

Fluff (mostly)/Slight Angst

Pre-Game

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After a painful year and a half, Jumin Han and Jihyun Kim finally had a break to come and see each other again. They had four days and three nights together. Both intended to make full use of them, even if it meant that they would draw their own silent conclusions about each other, for better or worse.

The scary story was taken from Sakura/Azura’s supports in Fire Emblem: Fates if you know what they are because I suck at telling scary stories.

Everyone knew that Jumin Han worked harder than anyone else in his company, even more than Jaehee Kang. However, there were some things he just couldn’t miss out on, especially since the window of opportunity was rather tight. One had to consider though: what kind of friend would he be if he were to turn down a three-day vacation with Jihyun Kim after all? Their itinerary would be a tour of the finest beaches and many high-end restaurants along the coastline. From there, V would head off on his most recent flight and Jumin would attend a business meeting in Busan in their financial center, just as they had agreed.

Carefully, the first night, the two had settled into their hotel room, sharing a single bed and flat screen tv in the lounge. There was a mini kitchenette as well. It wasn’t like the two were tight on money, of course. They just were used to this set up at their own homes, but the homes they currently had were filled too much of recent pains. Jumin and V wanted to go back to better days. So they would stay in a high rise that looked over the glittering water of the southern coasts. It was breathtakingly beautiful, just as the two men would have preferred. They rested side by side on the bed, lying down but not asleep or dozing off. With a one-armed, lazy embrace, the teal haired man, his best friend drew him closer. Jumin arched a brow and narrowed his stormy gray eyes at the other man. Quickly, they widened though, as Jihyun pressed his soft lips against the shell of his ear with a mischevious grin.

“Jihyun, I just realized, it’s been a really long while since you’ve told me one of your stories, hasn’t it?”

“Quite. Work and traveling have often gotten in the way, but I thought you didn’t like my scary stories. I guess you liked them after all.” The ex-photographer chuckled, taking off his jacket and setting it aside. Jumin followed suit.

“Hardly. They were over-dramatized little tales meant to scare me, but you told me them so very earnestly that I couldn’t help but yearn to know what the endings to those stories were.” He snorted lightly in amusement, humoring the other man delicately.

Jihyun explained with a hint of a smile on his face,“You know, sometimes people want to be scared. It helps them keep their minds off of things.”

Jumin couldn’t resist wearing a smile as well. “I would have to say I am not one of them. I simply enjoyed staying up all night with you and talking to you.”

The cat lover let out disgruntled sounds as his best friend attacked him with feather-soft pokes, meant to tickle and tease at him. “Hehe,” the little rascal started, “I still remember. Your eyes were as wide as saucers!” He couldn’t help but roll his eyes as the older male made embellished hand gestures to supplement this barrage of foolhardiness. “You’d be shaking like a leaf!” Another poke came Jumin’s way, right on his side, and an unwilling laugh bubbled out of his mouth. “But still…” Turquoise orbs danced with mirth as Jihyun continued with the light and slightly malicious tone of a storyteller who enjoyed himself far too much. “You’d plead with me to keep going. You had to know the end!”

“Stop this at once, Jihyun! Did you forget that I was only six then? I was quite little at the time - don’t you dare go around telling others I’m a scaredy-cat!”

“Pfft.” The mint haired male wiped his lips as he recovered from a long burst of exuberance, gasping for air with a shit-eating grin. “You have my word, Jumin, but there are no promises that others can’t see it for themselves. You were so very cute then.”

V didn’t quite give in as easily as Jumin had thought he would. He aimed an analytical gaze at the CEO, his lightened teal eyes now sparkling with more life than he could recall, forcing a feeling of nostalgia upon Jumin. It was quite bittersweet. This past year and a half were rough on both of them. There was a great distance between them even long beforehand, with Rika around. Especially when she was around - Jumin could recall upon his memory that he wanted her to be his. For a while, he wondered why - the photographer and CEO were much more alike than many would have suspected. Rika found love and inspiration in Jihyun’s work, and in turn, Jihyun had grown to love Rika for how she viewed the world - so beautifully, so painfully naive. His heart felt like it was tearing in two, almost, since it appeared that he too was losing his best friend. In the end, Jumin had found the blonde’s mysteries intriguing; he felt like someone understood him other than V could listen to him.

Yet, he could not understand her. After all, V had gravitated from Jumin to meet Rika at her own philosophical end; such philanthropy knew no bounds. As much as he coveted a mirror that would show who he truly was and who he wanted to become, nothing was more important than the bond he had built up with V. He remembered when V used to look at him that way, when the young six-year-old had imprinted on an overly mature boy who yet somehow succeeded to be about one month younger. Jumin remembered how Jihyun had followed him around like a reverent temple worshipper. It was almost embarrassing and it lasted for many years. That was until V and Rika had met.

There was a part of Jumin that was gnawing at the truth. V was becoming like Rika; he was imitating her even, albeit far from perfectly. He went with all her plans without complaint or inquiry because he believed in them too, until the last few weeks surrounding his fiance’s death, when he just seemed plaintively desperate. It broke Jumin’s heart to see the man close up and grieve on his own - V wasn’t that much of an extrovert, nor someone with lots of self-confidence. Neither did he reveal his secrets easily. However, there was only something Jumin knew and that was that some way, somehow, Jihyun was hurting, like he was lost or like he was missing something. The name Elizabeth 3rd reminded him of the days when Jihyun was much more stable and when Jumin had two people to listen to him without it having to become a crowd. And the cat reminded him of the company, of the understanding and stability that Jumin had always longed for. Yet, the now twenty-seven-year-old man was making excuses of his own.

Perhaps he had wanted Rika, but he had never wanted her alone - no, he wanted her because it was the only way he could have V by his side at that point. It was why he didn’t act on his feelings. What kind of friend would take away what V and Rika seemed to have? Truth be told, Jumin didn’t quite understand what the two had between them. Whether it was his own lack of experience or perhaps just plain disinterest, the CEO of C&R International really only longed for the friendship he had had with Jihyun; the one where he was a sort of knight who had defended and guided a gentle prince who was able to zero in on all the elegance of the world, even as a small child.

Seeing that Jihyun had fallen asleep, Jumin was able to smile freely yet sadly at long last. There were still traces of that little prince left. Now, if only the rest of that bright, energetic boy would come back home too.

Their second day was quite productive, the raven haired male thought. Lightly embarrassed and a little frustrated too, Jumin had to constantly remind V to put on his sunscreen and to not stay out in the sun for too long. His strong grip was always around the other man’s warm palms or slender wrists; Jumin didn’t mind guiding and guarding his charge, but it almost was like Jihyun had forgotten he could only really see with one eye. Sometimes he reached for his absent camera like it was a phantom limb. He constantly wandered near the water, when he could easily drown or get lost in the waves and end up only God knows where. It was so troublesome that Jumin had begun to show signs of what he considered heart palpitations, even though technically he was far too young to have them, but a man of his status ought to have been prepared for everything. Or at least, he thought he did.

Yet somehow, they both managed to have every meal of the day - a full English breakfast, the specialty barbecue of their hotel for lunch, and last but not least, a surf-and-turf dish at a restaurant right on the waterfront. It was so luxurious that V had suggested one time, “If and when you find someone special enough to love ever so fully, maybe you should take them out on a date like this. I am quite certain that if your suitors saw me with you like this, they would get jealous.”

“To hell with them, Jihyun. You’re the only one I want with me.” In response, his guest had blushed rather prettily, for a lack of better words. A smirk crept onto the businessman’s face without realizing it before he took yet another sip of his Chianti Classico.

It only widened when V shrank back in his seat, hiding his face behind a menu as a great heat rose up to his face and ears. Satisfied, Jumin stole a glance of rosy red cheeks. They had stayed silent until it was time to order dessert: six petite cream puffs filled with custard and pelted with confectionary sugar. It was one of their favorites as children whenever the two had dinner at the old mansion Jumin used to live in. He missed those sleepovers. Bright blue eyes blinked their fine eyelashes at him as if they knew what the corporate heir was thinking. He seemed composed enough now, so Jumin braced himself for whatever was in store.

“Hello, Jumin. Are you ready for another tale of mystery and horror?”

The younger of the two shook his head slowly and firmly. “No! Honestly, where do you come up with these frivolities?”

Very simply, Jihyun replied almost carefreely, “Luciel had told me it.”

“Oh, great. Well, if you’re interested in telling me another one of those silly stories, you’re out of luck. The last one was annoying enough.” Haughtily, he wrinkled up his nose, before suddenly, Jihyun had caught him off guard with a question only two milliseconds later.

The angelic smile and blinking wide eyes on the light blue haired man’s face was the perfect epitome of faux-innocence. “Which one was that, Jumin?”

“The one about the monster in my family’s mansion, back in our old neighborhood,” he allowed graciously, desiring to entertain Jihyun for the rest of their summer nights. His heart fluttered; nothing, not even the cream puffs, were sweeter than the picture of V smiling beautifully and innocently in front of him - he wanted to preserve it forever and ever despite knowing it simply could not last. Jumin pushed aside this gentle pain; there was more to their future than this.

A dulcet giggle sounded from the ex-photographer, as he eyed Jumin with those fox-like eyes once again.“Oh, that one WAS good! I remember now. I overheard that one from a few of the servants… Hanging in the castle was the portrait of a middle-aged man. At night, he’d sneak out of the painting and steal the maids right from their beds!”

“Jihyun… this is ridiculous. I don’t need to hear it again-”

Jumin was quickly silenced by his own intrigue. It was a milder version of being hung by his own leotard, he remarked mentally, except he would never in his right mind even dare to wear something as frivolous as that kind of garment. Still, he, with a bated breath, waited for V’s tale. “Heehee. I’m not sure I told you the ending to that one… On a moonless night, a maid heard footsteps coming from a dark hallway. Everyone else was asleep, so where do you think those sounds were coming from?”

“I don’t know. Where?” Jumin gazed at Jihyun curiously like a cat.

The teal haired man’s face lit up as he answered, “She was too scared to look, so she hurried off to bed. The maid couldn’t sleep a wink! When morning came, she rubbed her sleepy eyes and headed to work… Except everyone in the castle was acting odd and speaking in hushed whispers. Then, when they rounded up the maids, half of them had vanished!”

“Wha!?” His listener sputtered, partially because it sounded like another story being passed around by the mansion’s old maidservants. It probably was.

Jihyun took a deep breath before continuing. “The maid asked around, ‘Where are the other girls? "If they overslept, they’re going to be in trouble!’”

To his delight, Jumin became one shade paler, forcing himself to stay calm but he couldn’t as his guest leaned over him. They were close, so close! At first, it was pleasant to have V on top of him - it was like the rough housing of their earlier days. “Wh-what did the servants tell her?!”

With a voice as deep as a mummer's, V whispered in Jumin’s ear even more theatrically than what Jumin imagined to be Zen’s work, “They said, 'What maids? We’ve never heard of them before…’”

The tempo of Jihyun’s voice sped up as he pulled the black haired man closer to him. There was a painful pause at the start before Jumin uttered out a meek sound: “Huh?!”

Almost immediately, Jihyun started up again. “The poor maid searched the entire castle, but couldn’t find a sign of them. The maids’ rooms were completely empty- as if they’d never existed! Then she remembered the painting, and she knew. It was him! He’d come for them!”

The fast pace and the close proximity he had to his best friend made Jumin feel dizzy. Covering his ears, he let out a loud gasp and strangled yelp as V got up and tackle hugged him from behind.

Despite this, the story did not stop, not yet. Perhaps what made the next few words more frightening was that they were told in a whisper. “The maid wondered why she’d been spared. Was he coming back for her?”

“Jihyun…! I asked you to stop! It’s too scary. It’s TOO scary! Thanks to you, I’m probably going to have nightmares for a month!”

Gently, the storyteller patted Jumin’s back and rubbed it with both hands in a soothing circular pattern before suggesting, “Well, then, if you want, you can remove the bolster from our bed and sleep with me properly.”

“Y-You don’t mean that way, do you?”

V nodded before winking at him. “Unless if you want me to.” Jumin lightly whacked V on the side with his napkin before laughing.

“Alright, I will take up on your offer,” the CEO conceded with a sigh, “but I will have you know I am far too old to be afraid of these antics between you and Luciel, and far too old to be afraid of the dark, too.”

Jihyun only smiled serenely. “Haha, are you sure about that?” Time would tell.

Jumin Han had never slept so soundly and peacefully before, except in a long while. He, of course, woke up first to order in breakfast before pulling the covers over the teal haired male gently. The rest of the day was relatively calm. They had gone to see, or rather, hear a musical at a festival nearby, put on by an independent troupe of actors. Every time V had smiled or clapped to the beat of the show tunes when he thought no one was noticing, he gazed at the older male especially tenderly. Jumin swallowed a gulp, trying to speak as minimally as possible for the remainder of the day.

In the early twilight, he finally got up the courage to continue speaking naturally to V.

“What’s wrong, Jumin? You seem a bit troubled,” his companion remarked before carding slender fingers through locks of shiny raven black hair.

“That story you told earlier… I’m surprised you were able to remember. Was it difficult?” He managed to keep his cool. Good.

Jihyun started to scratch his own head in thought. “No, the fun part was seeing how you reacted, although I’m sorry if it irritated you instead.”

“A long time ago, the students at our school used to gossip about you,” the younger man admitted. “They said you were weird, weak and frail. That something was wrong with you - like you couldn’t communicate properly. They poked fun at how… effeminate you are.” Well, he couldn’t deny V had a slender, refined figure. “I… I should have done more. I silenced them whenever they treated you so uncouthly if they joined a conversation of mine. Now I know I ought to have doubled my efforts…”

“Jumin-”

Gently, he intertwined his fingers with Jihyun’s and brought his hand up to kiss its knuckles sweetly, courage and adrenaline breathing new life into the gesture. “They were wrong. They had no idea how kind and beautiful and strong you are.”

“It was a long time ago, Jumin. Please don’t fret over it.” The mint haired male smiled uneasily at him. “Thank you…”

“No, thank YOU. You were my one source of light these days and in previous ones. You have no idea how special you are to me. I should have spoken up more. I’m sorry.”

“I should be the one apologizing; you’ve always had to stand up for me whenever I was too shy to to do it myself,” V insisted, holding onto Jumin’s hands tightly, now with both hands. “I’ll become even stronger for you and everyone else then.”

The businessman glanced over the other man’s profile carefully. “Is that so?”

“Yes, but you should try harder too. You’re very kind to everyone in the RFA, but you know, you can trust them more like you do for me and Elizabeth the 3rd. Sometimes you need to be reminded that we’ll patiently try our best to help you in any way we can.”

Nodding his assent, Jumin watched Jihyun watching him and realized that they all were getting older - yet, the sweet boy that Jihyun once was never had left. It filled his heart with warmth. They stayed like this for a while too, under their bed covers, until they slowly drifted off to sleep.

Their goodbye the next day was a particularly tough one. Both men were fighting back an urge to cry, so instead, they hugged each other, this time more firmly than they could remember. There was something ominous in V’s tearful smile - those pale, unseeing and misty eyes reflecting back a darker truth he wished he didn’t have to handle. “Will we talk soon? Will we talk soon?” Jumin had asked him. Jihyun only shook his head. He said he didn’t know. But it wasn’t all sad; they had stopped by the duty-free goods shops at the airport and they found a selection of very cute stuffed animals. Particularly, Jumin took a liking to the one like his own cat; he already missed her dearly, but at least the fun he had made it all worth it.

“Oh, it’s beautiful. Wouldn’t Elizabeth be afraid of her replacing her like the little princess she is?”

Jumin chuckled. “Oho, not at all. It’s a boy. I’m thinking of naming him Jihyun, after you.” V blushed at this, and he patted the former photographer’s back before he suddenly searched with blurry eyes for a black cat himself. V was pouting, and it was quite adorable.

“I refuse to go without one of my own then! I’ll name this one Jumin!”

It was then that the businessman had smiled more than he could ever bear to remember. It made parting so much easier when Jihyun had to leave for his flight. He bit his lip. There would have been more pain if he had tried to kiss V, Jumin supposed. It was a heavy thing to accept, that he was in love with his best friend.

Until he had disappeared into the aircraft shuttle, silver orbs followed Jumin’s best friend until they could no longer see him.

That was the last time Jumin Han had seen Jihyun Kim alive.