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Which ones of your muses are most likely to get married? Which ones the least? Who wants to get married the most regardless of whether they’ll ever achieve it? Who may get there despite never planning for it?

oooooh boy.... this is a long one.

I'm gonna separate them into some categories first…

Most likely to get married: Wynn, Andris (surprisingly, but i have a reason for this)

Seem likely but I don't know: Penelope

Up in the air: Roderick

Seems unlikely but I don't know: Mikah, Joseph, Lawali

Least likely to get married: Evan ( with a capital No ), Dakota, Vega

Now this is just going off of their personalities, their thoughts on marriage, and how they would respond if asked if they'd like to get married.

Most likely to get married: Wynn, Andris

Wynn more is focused on the thought of having a family than he is on marriage, to be honest, but that doesn't take away from his willingness to get married at all because it's still… him wanting that connection with someone and trusting them enough to spend the rest of his life with them. He's probably the only one of my muses that actively wants to get married at this point. If he doesn't… he'll be okay but I know he'll be a little disappointed.

what Wynn cares about the most is whether or not his partner is ready for that type of commitment. So regardless of how much he wants that for himself, he will be perfectly alright with waiting for his person to be ready with him.

Andris is also one I think would get married aND I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE THINKING. JUST HEAR ME OUT A LIL BIT.

Andris is a very charismatic person. All his… tendencies aside, he doesn't seem like an awful person on the surface at all and often masks his more undesirable traits because he knows that they tend to turn people off. I ( and several others ) just know that he is a terrible, obsessive person because I shout at the rooftops that his flags are redder than a stop sign. If he wanted to get married, Andris would be married. The question is whether or not the person he's getting married to is aware of his true self or not, because he is more than happy to hide pieces of himself in the latter if it affords him just a little more time in what views as a luxury for him.

Seem likely but I don't know: Penelope

Penny just really loves her girlfriend. At this point in time, Penny doesn't see herself with anyone else and would thus… likely end up married to her. Penny is not actively thinking of marriage but it's one of those situations where, whether there is a formal ceremony or not, Penny will just… be married one day. She'll have her wife, some peace of mind, and she'll be perfectly happy with that. She's not rushing towards it by any means but if it comes up in conversation, she'll be like… "Why not"

Up in the air: Roderick

While he DOES have his reservations about marriage, it's more because he has already been married and his wife passed away. Much of his hangups stem from the fact that part of him feels like… he's not ready to move on from her? He is a committed partner and his deceased wife was an integral part of his life. They weren't married for very long, as she passed away when they both were in their 30s. he took that loss very hard.

IN ANY CASE, this does not mean that Roderick is like "fuck marriage". If anything, he still views it as something that is very intimate and sacred--that it's a bond as much as it is a commitment. He's not ready to get remarried and he doesn't know if he'll get to that point anytime soon. He doesn't even know if he wants to be remarried, but he's not turning his nose up at it. He's focused on healing for now.

Seems unlikely but I don't know: Mikah, Joseph, Lawali

LAWALI is pretty indifferent to the concept of marriage. He has nothing substantial to say on it because he… kinda doesn't care? It's one of those "If it happens, it happens." type of deals. and he'll never be the one that pushes marriage unless the person he's with is like… fully locked in with him. He'd be able to look at them and know "Alright this is who I'm going to definitively spend the rest of my life with. I'm praying that it doesn't fizzle out because I really want this." And will want take that leap.

However, because of the freeloader living rent free in Lawali's body, the topic of marriage is a rather…. tenuous one. The adzar won't care that Lawali wants some sort of commitment, honestly, and it would likely attempt to sabotage any relationship Lawali has at some point.

MIKAH… doesn't think they'd be a very good partner, honestly, and thus doesn't plan on getting married. in all the time I've had them, the topic of marriage has come up.. I think five times? one was in an au where they were a fundamentally different person (and it was more a "we have to get married" rather than mikah wanting to, and they ended up saying "lets wait"), one where they thought was a joke ( it was but it also wasn't and it was never brought up again), and the other three times, they actually considered it they expressed that they didn't think it was a good idea ( which resulted in another "lets wait" another two times and an acceptance of it ONCE )

mikah understands the type of person they are and the life they lead. they're under no pretense that they're going to have any sort of "normal" life and thus isn't really… thinking about components that would make their life like that. Marriage doesnt need to lead into having a family, necessarily, but Mikah will convince themself that it does if they think about it too much. That just adds to the list of things they dont really see themself of being… worth of, I guess? So they settle for what they do have. This doesn't mean that they can't have conversations and slowly change their mind but… it's like pulling teeth and it's something that they will always stall on

Now, whenever I think about the topic of JOSEPH and the concept of marriage, I feel like a tiny little hypocrite eating my hypocrite flakes because he is siingleship and i did decide that he would just be married to SOME iteration of Lerato ( @soulsxng ) no matter what. At the same time, though, I DONT feel like a hypocrite because it's… Joseph.

Joey is one of two muses that has obsessive tendencies, the other being Andris. That, coupled with his standoffish behavior ( in part because of his trauma ), doesn't really prop him up with much of an advantage when it comes to partners because he either intimidates most people or straight up doesn't like most people. His circle is very small and he likes to keep it that way to avoid unnecessary, personal issues ( and to reduce the pool of people that will eventually leave him but that's neither here nor there ). All that is to say that Joey's a truly difficult one and under normal circumstances, I don't think he'd at ALL care about the concept of marriage or look at it as just another device others can use to hurt him--given that for much of his life, people he found himself close to were either taken or took advantage of him.

He knows he's grown to be obsessive ( and not the sexy kind ), he knows he's possessive ( also not the sexy kind ), and he knows that he can't be in a normal, healthy relationship. He's mellowed out in his early 40s but that doesn't mean that he's like "Okay I've fixed all my issues".

The case of Joey and Lera, I'd say, is Joey meeting someone that matches his level of freak, pretty much. I do not think Joey would genuinely be invested in someone as much as he is currently invested in Lera because they just… work. They've had disagreements but i don't think they've ever fought or been truly angry with each other while in a relationship -- and that's not on purpose. They understand and accept each other for being awful, which is… I guess some might call it a cop out because of how volatile the personalities of these two characters can be outside of their relationship. However, I see it more as a testament to what kind of person one has to be to marry this man. Joseph has said for himself ( and Dakota ) that people like them will not find love in those from this plane normally… and so far, that has been true.

Least likely to get married: Evan ( with a capital No ), Dakota, Vega

EVAN only learned what a healthy marriage truly looked like only after he'd turned like… 16 or 17. And by that point, he'd already developed certain behaviors or ways of thinking that set him up for failure each and every time.

Evan is not looking for marriage. He's not looking for commitment. He's not looking to settle down. The thought of attempting to do so, honestly, makes him a little nervous because as of now, he has ruined or played a part in ruining most of his relationships. He'll play it off and laugh about it but that's less because he doesn't care and more because he is keenly aware of the issues he has and doesn't plan on fixing them (if not given a little push).

If he took the time to actually look inward and attempt to heal, I would say that perhaps it's possible for him. He's capable of change and does ( in my little Canon ending for my muses ). However, Evan seems more than content to drown whatever issues he has in alcohol and sex and avoid it altogether at the present moment. It's something that likely won't come naturally and if he is driving car in that direction, he will crash it. Part of it will be on purpose ( as if intentional )… and the other part is more akin to that being the only reaction he's ever had.

DAKOTA is another one that doesn't want to get married. Now a lot of that has to do with her job but also… her own emotional turmoil about tying herself to someone like that/being dependent on someone like that.

The first part of it is her job. Now… Koko is, surprisingly, another one where if she truly desired that commitment ( or the farce of it ), she would get it. There are tons of people that would likely clamor for a spot at her side--whether it be for the benefits that come with being married to a mob boss would bring or as a means to make their own influence weigh that much more. Maybe they'd actually be looking to take the crown from her. Either way, there would be a long line outside her door--with each "shark" looking for a taste of something to sink their teeth into for whatever reason… and Dakota is as good a morsel as any. And she knows this.

She's seen other individuals in her role get married--she's seen their spouses targeted. She's seen them get kidnapped and used as leverage. She's seen how easy it is to get the better of someone high up by targeting their spouse. She's done these things to get rivals and adversaries to heel when she needs them to because she knows it's a soft spot. Something like that is a pressure point…. if they matter enough. If not, it's just one more thing that can be taken from them… and perhaps that is what Dakota fears--people getting that close to her to take advantage of a potential spouse--because she has an idea of how they would do it. and while she can prepare for it five different ways, there are ten more ways that could potentiallyy circumvent that. And then ten more after that. and at some point, her spouse would just be a very beloved, but very restricted prisoner at her side.

that, compounded onto the emotional turmoil she went through having to bury her sister just makes Dakota reluctant to consider marriage in general. No matter how many safety nets she put, Cassandra still died and god--that weighs so heavily on her conscious. because no matter who shot her, it was Dakota's responsiblity to make sure that she didn't have to suffer the consequences of what Dakota was doing…. and she failed. if she failed her sister, how long will it take for her to fail her spouse in a similar way? What kind of pain would her enemies inflict on her loved one in an attempt to get to her? Would she have to bury them too, at some point? She certainly thinks she might….and that's not something she's mentally prepared to do. Not again.

VEGA is in a similar situation to Joseph--where I feel like I would be a hypocrite if I said "Yeah no--no marriage to him" without addressing the soulmate-shaped, Astra-sized ( @fatestouch ) elephant in the room. To be quite honest, it's a similar situation, where… he is not going to have normal relationship, but the only difference is that… it doesn't get fixed with Astra. it's made worse.

I don't think he's suited for any traditional type of marriage in the main verse… like at all. i don't want to compare him too much to Joseph because they are two different characters… but they have such parallel stories, i feel. where Joseph has eased into his life and has… some semblance of normalcy ( even if it isn't truly normal ), Vega doesn't have that. he's seen it but he has no personal connection or reason to invest that amount of effort into something that has… little value to him. It, in part, seems like a show put on for everyone else--the rings, the whole song and dance of planning weddings and receptions and rehearsal, the invitations, the hiring of all these extra people to turn something simple into a whole spectacle--it's too much. it's all so… needless, he thinks. With Astra, it is simple ( in his head ). Astra dies and comes back…. no fanfare and no spectacle. If Astra kills him, he dies and comes back, no fanfare… no spectacle.

It's just them.

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#🗪 ┊ ⧼ you all are some chatty cathys! ⧽ ⇹ ( asks. )#.Bro this was a fucking slog #.but thank you for the ask!

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anxietywriter · 10 months

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friends?

always. this is a list of all the negative or presumptuous dialogue/blurbs of things regarding close friendships. so it's like. assumptions of dating and shipping of friends who don't feel anything for each other. It's also interspersed with my vent feelings

so lil tw for venting and if people pushing friends to date bothers you!

"Would you ever date me?" "Pfft. Absolutely not." "Damn so harsh haha." My apologies for being blunt and not wanting to lead you on and feeling the need to be more firm after being asked the same question SEVERAL times. It's not me denying my hidden feelings.

it's growing up and having a bunch of friends, regardless of gender. It was always who was the nicest. Who'd run the fastest. who can go the farthest on the monkey bars or play pretend the best. it's getting older and hearing whispers of you dating a friend. it's getting older and slowly having less friends of the opposite gender. it's being nervous about talking to any guy because you don't want the hassle of everyone around you cooing about how cute you'd be as a couple.

it's feeling uncomfortable. of constantly having to set everyone straight. and having conversations about the same thing over and over again, of insisting that there's nothing going on. of being questioned teasingly about anytime the two of you hang out as if it were a date. it's distancing yourself. because that's the only thing that works because the less interaction the better

"I don't think I could ever like date someone, break up, and stay friends. Even if we were friends beforehand." "That's sad." "... Is it? I don't think it is." the person who told me this has never seen me in a relationship but has an opinion on how I should feel a lot

it's the placating "you'll find someone" after saying you're single. like I get that it's meant to be comforting. but it is genuinely disconcerting seeing how many people feel like they NEED a relationship. not as in, "oh haha if we're still single by 30 let's get married instead" bc that's actually sane. It's more of a companionship thing. There are people who'd literally rather die than be single like, what?? I'm sorry you apparently can't appreciate anything or anyone else? you deserve to feel loved. and sometimes it comes from a platonic relationship rather than a romantic one and that's okay dammit.

when you're affectionate with everyone and everyone knows that but for some reason everyone is under the impression that you and the one other person in the group who happens to have the same interests as you are made for each other and said affection is proof. Of how it doesn't matter if you do that with everyone, it's different with them. and there is nothing you can do to convince them otherwise unless you just straight up fucking lie about being aromantic or something because they won't listen

jealous partners completely ending the friendship and losing all your friends because they, reasonably, suspected something was going on. Because the group could not stop shutting up about how surprised they were that you weren't their partner instead. Or joking about how affectionate you used to be and the obvious crush

being pushed and asked about a romantic relationship all too soon and needing to distance yourself because you had a rough breakup. and instead of being able to talk about that, you're stuck denying this fictional attraction to someone else you just met

when you're affectionate and playfully flirty with friends and people assume you're in a relationship and insist that there's something there. but it's laughably untrue because anyone that's known you while you were in a relationship... you acted differently. A lot sweeter, more genuine. The playfulness still there, but completely swamped by the soft endearments and sickening sappiness

the paranoia of not wanting to hurt your friend but also not wanting to be close to them after they ask again and again if you have feelings for them. Because you're afraid they've developed feelings and want to distance them from you for their own good

#writing prompts #prompt list #vent #tw vent #it has been interesting #if one more person asks me if I like like them I'm going feral #and if they ask why.. like bro what are you a cop #moral of the story is that if they wanna get together they will #Ppl really complain about arranged marriages as if they're the same as forced marriages #then try to force their friends into a relationship LIKE NO #HAVE WE LEARNED NOTHING DAMMIT

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amadwinter · 6 months

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for the fic writer ask: 4, 8, 12, 14, 18, 30

for this ask game

thanks lils ❤ this is a long one so it's all going under a cut but I'm grateful for all the questions! Now bear with my while I blather a little

4. a story idea you haven’t written yet

The best part about having so many unwritten ideas is I can just easily choose a different one when asked this question multiple times!

Omega Anakin’s mom is sick, and the treatment is too expensive. The only chance he has is selling himself to a rich alpha. But not for a night: for the rest of his life as a wife. Unfortunately, the alpha dies before they can marry, but his son Obi-Wan is willing to take over the contract.

This was a twitter thread originally, but I really like this idea. Basically, Anakin agrees to marry rich alpha doctor Qui-Gon who up and dies the day before they're supposed to go down to the courthouse and get married. But luckily his son Obi-Wan, also a rich alpha doctor, is willing to help him.

Except Obi-Wan has no interest in marriage of any kind, so Anakin has to strong-arm him into it. And then he strong-arms Obi-Wan into consummating that marriage (and by strong-arming, I mean, he pouts a little and Obi-Wan throws his hands up in defeat).

I seriously considered sitting down at writing this one at the end of last year, but it didn't happen. And now I have too many WIPs going that I would feel too guilty about starting another.

But when those are finished..... >:D

8. if you had to write a sequel to a fic, you’d write one for…

Well, I have very solid ideas for sequels to you'll never know, dear, better run, boy, the night is so long, and love(?) in an elevator... and once i finish the thrill of the fall ohoho

12. a trope you’re really into right now

Creature fics. Please. I need more Anakin as a dragon. Obi-Wan as a fairy. Just more werewolves. Please, I beg of the fandom. And merpeople! Always the mers. I have some works drafted, but as anyone can plainly see, I have more ideas than I do time or common sense

14. where do you get your inspiration?

18. if you keep them, share a deleted sentence or paragraph from a published fic

I cut out a lot from too old for childish comforts. It was supposed to be a case fic, and then I cut out all the plot. Go figure.

Here's a little bit from my cut outline (unedited, so a bit of a mess, I apologize):

The study group meets while there’s a parent-teacher night at the school.

{Something something Obi-Wan has been given literature about “encouraging your child’s interests” and spoke with other parents at the school about their autistic children and realized “oh that’s what’s up”.}

Goes to the study group and gets work done, meets with people. Two invite him after to do something not quite legal shenanigans (like trespassing), and Anakin thinks he needs to get back to Obi-Wan, but no he’s not a child. He’s a jedi, and he needs to complete the mission. They do, Anakin has fun (maybe running away from cops), they tell him that he’s alright, and Anakin goes back with a wide grin on his face, but Obi-Wan is sitting at the dining room table looking sick with worry. Anakin tries to brush him off by saying that he told him he was going to the study group, and Obi-Wan says that he also said he would be back before dinner. Anakin shrugs and asks if it’s really a big deal. They were just going to have leftovers anyway. Obi-Wan says that when they’re investigating missing teenagers, then yes, his teenage padawan going missing and not contacting him is a justified cause for concern. Anakin shrugs and says that he can handle himself. “That’s not the issue.” “Then what is?” “A lack of communication.” Obi-Wan says, and Anakin gears himself up for a fight, but Obi-Wan raises a hand to stop him. “Which is a pattern for the both of us. I have treated you just like my master did me, just like any master would their padawan. And you in turn have taken every opportunity to prove that you are very much unlike I was. You are not an ordinary padawan, Anakin. I have done my utmost not to show favoritism, but I think we are beyond that now.” “What are you saying?” “That I regret keeping things from you needlessly, and I will try to be more open about things I deem unimportant, because you are a very curious person. I don’t wish to punish that curiosity, so long as it is within reason.” Anakin can’t believe what he’s hearing. He starts imagining what this will mean, just how Obi-Wan will open up to him. What glimpses he’ll allow Anakin to see of himself, of his mind and his body. “However, in turn, I ask that you try to keep me abreast of your plans.” Anakin eyes flick down briefly to Obi-Wan’s chest, and he nods. It’s easy enough to agree to, if it means he gets to see more of Obi-Wan.

30. share a fic you’re especially proud of

All of them? No? Okay, I guess I'm going to cheat and choose 3:

the thrill of the fall ~ my first posted Obikin fic. It was originally intended to be the first in a... chain so to speak that I dubbed "The Yeetverse", and though I haven't even finished this fic, I absolutely hope I will get around to all of the others I have planned.

An Unorthodox Courtship ~ my first finished Obikin fic, and actually the first omegaverse fic I've ever written

love's a hand-me-down brew - my first completed multi-chapter fic that I didn't entirely pre-write, and currently the longest fic I have ever written. It was written in an entirely different way from how I usually write things (minimal editing), and it changed a lot from the original idea in terms of tone, but I'm extremely proud of how I managed to tie things in from the start (sometimes unintentionally), and some of the subtleties.

#q&a #ask game #man can i talk when i want to

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zinabug · 1 year

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REACHES AT YOUR CLOCKWORK HEART STORY... i am such a fan of the word clockwork & excited to see how it ties into the idea you have 👁

HI THANK YOU FOR ASKING!! So Clockwork Heart (and the sequel, Spellwork Soul) are my main novel projects that I’ve been working on for about two years at this point! It was supposed to be one book but it got too long, so I split it up. I’m about nine drafts in on clockwork and I’m planning on trying to publish it eventually. A few of the titles on the post were bits I was working on for it!

As the quick version of the synopsis, Clockwork Heart is about a pair of soldiers (Alliard and Ixora, I’ve definitely posted art of at least Alliard) on opposite sides of a war who accidentally join a pirate crew, and end up finding out they’re a lot more similar than they thought. Alliard is a retired soldier with experimental spellwork tattoos that enhance his healing, who wants nothing to do with the war but is forced back to afford life-saving medicine for his wife. Ixora is the most miserable bodyguard (and sometimes assassin) of all time, who’s boss has promised her that she’ll release her to a better job very far away from the skyship she grew up on— as long as she kills two final marks. Spoiler, the marks are Alliard and his new co-worker Cornelius.

The title, Clockwork Heart, is somewhat literal— one of the main characters aside from Alliard and Ixora, Rosie, has an actual clockwork heart. She and Alliard are married and are still like head over heels for each other, even though it’s been 30 years. The spellwork on her heart needs to be re-written occasionally, though, but it’s ridiculously expensive, and it’s really hard to afford medicine without someone in your family being in active service.

I guess I would call the setting dystopian? It’s high magic steampunk, with fashion based in the 1860s because I am a big fan of giant loose sleeves. It is not a good place to live, though, and that’s mostly due to the war and what it’s done to the way this world works. The war has been going on for a long time, and pretty much everything systematic is tied back to it somehow. As for the high magic part, magic comes in written spellwork glyphs, that can be inscribed on something for a variety of effects, or channelling, which is basically blasting yourself with magic radiation to trigger destruction, and which will eventually turn you into a big fucked-up creature.

Anyway, I’m going to stop myself before I talk about it for way too long, there is so much in my brain about these guys and their setting. I don’t really know how one gets someone interested in their original creative stuff on this website but assumedly posting will do it! And if you or anyone else wants to ask me more questions please please do!! I have so much to say about these lil guys and their setting. You can also DM me if you’d like!

#my posts #my writing #clockwork heart #I’m gonna go tag some of my character art with that as well now #OH ALSO it is very queer and has a lot of disabled characters can’t forget that

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lemonhemlock · 2 years

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sorry I come busting in like this and honestly, you're free to delete this anon if you don't want this rant to clog ur tl and nice blog. <s>-ing it so it takes up less space. this will only be half comprehensive if at all lol can't be bothered sorrz but I'll try to approach it with as much sincerity as I can muster

"you can’t apply real world logic to the fake tv show"

we all unconciously apply "real world logics" to the fiction we read/see/talk about all the time. it's how we make sense of the fiction we read and the millions of opinions thrown at us.

what is implied by "logic"? I'm sure what we understand as our "real world logic" is vastly different from person to person. in my world cousin incest is encouraged. in my world my mother was married of at 15 to a 30 year old. does "logic" mean "modern belief system"? again I'd wager you use your modern belief system to interpret your fiction as well. (hell, historians/academics/anthropologists are trained to refuse the urge of applying modern belief systems and cultural universalism because doing that is so ingrained in us as humans to the point entire belief systems are build on it.) unless you're doing some specific reading feat. your applied academic theory/philosophy/politic/thruline of choice.

if the meaning of "you can’t apply real world logic to the fake tv show" is "oh 10 yos were historically expected to b breeding eager! (again what history are u using? surely not the one grrm is using.... which is barely any. if one at all lol) so don't question it! move on to the next scene - oh look a grown ass man kicking and manhandling an alcoholic child! they dont make them badass lil kids like they used to! oh look the gay man is sad bcs he cant make babies in the pseudo-historical fantasy world :( :D haha surely never happens in our real world! i mean back then, sureeee, but not today!" dont get me wrong. nobody HAS TO be appalled by 10yo aemond just as nobody has to be appalled by 14yo alicent being "groomed" either. because remember that's the "applied-real-life-logic" fallacy! wouldn't want to do that to our precious incest drama. keep ur brain at home when u visit the dragon and incest and child grooming show guys!

is my pointing out that aemond might be written as a character study or perhaps even a cautionary tale abt boys indoctrinated at a young age "applied-real-life-logic"? that's just a reading of a modern text parading as a historical text (!) with a consciousness towards the present modern issue of historical revisionism among young people. grrm loves his dragon, he loves his operatic incest dramas, but he also loves his societal critic. and sometime she mixes them all up for funsies. or is asoiaf and co's anti-war stance smh not "applied-real-world-logic"? or is being appalled by war somehow an acceptable presentist reading and cultural universalist stance but being appalled by a 10 yo groomed by adults around him to fuck good and make pure babies all while spewing supremacist shit is not? or was it the clumsy form and casual tone of a 50 words anon written in maybe 5 min of the latter that's not to ur liking

the characterization of aemond as a 10 yo was not pulled outta thin air either. my pointing out that aemonds speech and behaviour at 10 have much in common with 4channers and lil wannabe hitler youths is not that far fetched. sure you're free to disagree but throwing that "apply real world logic" falacy at someone for a reading you disagree with is just vacant. aemond is not a historical figure in which case I would be deeply averse to presentism and universalism and would be much more cautious in my reaction/tone towards behaviour that I deem deeply disturbing on various levels.

Of course I'm not going to delete your rant; you took great pains to write it and your points are as valid as anyone else's. Thank you for being so open with aspects of your own culture. I do agree with your stance that we are inadvertently influenced by own belief system whenever we interact with a piece of media or a written text. This fictional universe exists in the here-and-now and it would be kind of pointless if we weren't ever allowed to analyse it through a more sophisticated modern lens & just kept everything at "medieval morality" level all the time, so as to not be anachronistic.

However, I do feel like these two views can be reconciled somehow. I honestly think what the anon was trying to convey by the "real-life logic" comment was that 10-year-old Aemond is, in effect, also a prop for the showrunners to introduce narrative or thematic elements that they may want to develop later, not just a random little boy parroting ideology he doesn't fully understand.

Thus, little Aemond can be propagandized by other family members into believing Targaryen hype, including the joys & wonders of targcest, agreed. But, at the same time, he is also a character in a TV show, whose lines are written by someone, with framing decided by someone. There is authorial intent behind his appearances on screen, not everything is naturalistic, so to speak. And sometimes decisions pertaining to characters (especially those with little screen time) tend to be strategic. Meaning that, yes, the show is pointing out the consequences of targcest fascistoid indoctrination. But, it is also possible it wants to lay the building blocks for a future Helaena-Aemond dynamic and is using that scene to shoot two birds with one stone, so to speak.

Which is to say that if the authors (scriptwriters, directors, producers) wanted to introduce the audience to the possibility of helaemond, this is one way to do it. Little Aemond is being directed to stare wistfully at Helaena while imagining how cool it would be to marry her. Grown-up!Aemond is being directed to move his whole-ass chair and stare like a weirdo at his sister dancing with Jace. It's disruptive in the dinner table landscape, especially when compared to Aegon's reaction.

This is where subtext comes into play. And, because we're speaking of cues and innuendo, different people may interpret it differently. This is not to say that helaemond is a certainty, only that various visual storytelling hints have been employed, should they want to pick this thread up again in the future. I doubt that these two actors just so happened to come up with these acting choices on their own in one big coincidence.

If this were real-life and Aemond an actual person pining after his sister, perhaps these interactions wouldn't have occurred in the same manner. He would have looked at Aegon when having a conversation with him. He would have kept an eye on Jace and Helaena without physically moving his chair. These can very well be details added by the show-runners to subtly communicate something to us. Of course we can disagree on the nature of that information, but, from a logistical standpoint, it makes sense that they'd want to keep their options open, test the waters, and only in later seasons commit to a a certain path.

#i hope this doesn't come across as callous since it's not my intention to minimize the ramifications targcest would have irl #ask #anon #anyway i feel like we've dissected that scene more than a frog in a lab at this point :))#i wonder what condal & co would think abt us writing wholeass essays on this topic #i shudder to think 🙈

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youre gonna hate me for this. all the evens for grazie

on god hoe u are so lucky i love you and them... the rest are under the cut because this, as you can imagine, got long LMFAO

2. How did they get together?

It’d be after Graves and Kelly have their talk and they open their relationship, but there was a lot of fumbling on Graves’ part on trying to convince Apollo that no, he absolutely wasn’t homewrecking and yes, Graves is terribly smitten with him and would he please consider going out with him

4. What’s the relationship like? Smooth? Rocky?

Rocky, at first. Partially because Graves is married and partially because the man is walking in the biggest crystalline glass closet you can imagine and Apollo’s throwing stones at it. But it’s fine. He’s working through his issues… slowly.

6. Who cleans the most? Contrary to that, who is the messiest?

Apollo cleans the most, and it drives Graves crazy because it messes up his whole System. You know the one. “If you’re looking for a paperclip, there’s a black one under the bed” headass

8. Who tends to worry the most?

Graves, but it partially comes with the leadership position. He worries about all his Shadows of course but… he’s especially worried about his decisions getting Apollo killed. Especially after the… y’know. Incident. The one that may or may not have involved the Russians getting a hold of American missiles. I imagine Apollo was there, just managed to sneak away before he was spotted.

10. How do they resolve their arguments?

Silent apologies from Apollo… not so silent ones from Graves. Apollo’s a big fan of the whole silent treatment thing, but he can’t stay far away from him for too long so he ends up making him come back to bed around an hour in… he’s so lame. They also have some nasty, disrespectful sex, but… y’know. After talking about it. Apollo just gets so touchy.

12. Who has the most nightmares and how do they deal with them?

Graves, and he either paces around until the sun comes up or he smokes before heading back to bed. Either way, Apollo’s always there to pick up the pieces

14. Who gets cold the easiest?

Graves again, but mostly because I imagine him to be naturally cold anyways so he’s always bundled up and leeching heat off of both Apollo and Kelly. They’re probably annoyed he keeps putting his cold ass feet on them.

16. Do they enjoy dancing?

It’s absolutely one of their favorite things to do together, whether it’s them swinging along to whatever song is playing on the radio or Graves pulling him in because he wants to do a line dance, they’ll do it

18. Do they ever go swimming together?

When they get a chance to, yes. Definitely prefer pools to beaches and night swimming to day swimming. And if they get a chance to skinny dip? Well, no one needs to know what they get up to in the water.

20. Do they give each other nicknames?

Just the usual pet names. Like I said before, Apollo likes calling him amore and Graves settles for babe or baby. Baby’s a little more private, though.

22. What movies do they enjoy watching most?

Cheesy romcoms, they love laughing at them and questioning stupid plotlines

24. Have they dedicated songs to each other?

Absolutely. Don’t ask me what though I haven’t thought about it yet. But they would. Probably something they heard on their first real date

26. Have any pets? (If not: would they get any?)

Apollo has a sphinx cat! It’s a lil ugly thing and she’s his whole world. Graves doesn’t actually know her name but Apollo calls her his princess all the time so that’s just her name in his head. She also hates him. You said this but Graves in turn has a bloodhound that he got for Kelly early on in their relationship… her name's Betsy and she’s an old sleepy thing now

28. How often are road trips?

Maybe twice a year, summer and winter on their off hours. Apollo prefers flying but Graves insists on driving and stopping by every landmark they can find on the way

30. Do they attend any clubs or formal parties together?

Graves absolutely loathes them, but yes they do. He’s still running a company after all, so formal parties I imagine are a pretty common occurrence. Worth it to see Apollo dressed up, though.

32. What are their morning rituals?

Between Apollo’s 15 step skincare routine and Graves’ 15 step hair care routine… they’re in the bathroom literally all morning.

34. What do they do when the other is stressed?

Small shows of comfort like little backrubs here and there, but sometimes they just listen quietly while the other talks about what was bothering them that day

36. Do they enjoy going camping together?

Apollo’s probably a little too high maintenance for it (but not extremely so, he’s still a soldier, after all) but he does enjoy it every once in a while (especially when Graves is around to make it better… sue him)

38. Thoughts on each other’s friends?

I imagine they’d be relatively in the same circle of friends, so they all get along fairly well. I also think Apollo would have his own friend group within Shadow Company, which Graves doesn’t mind so long as they do their jobs (and that his boys don’t touch what’s his)

40. Thoughts on kids?

Absolutely love the idea of it, but never really thought they’d have the time for them until now. The kids are their whole word

42. Thoughts on each other’s family?

Graves is just surprised (and relieved) that he has in-laws that don’t completely hate his guts. On the other hand, the only family of his that Apollo’s ever met is his sister and it’s going to stay that way. Apollo loves her, though. They embarrass Graves together

44. How are the holidays spent?

No corner is left undecorated and no tradition left undone. Holidays are definitely something they value a lot so they go all out on them every single year

46. What do they like the least about each other?

Graves chews with his mouth open and Apollo’s just the tiniest bit of a control freak in the kitchen

48. What was their most memorable date?

It wasn’t exactly a date because it was during a mission, but they did have to stay at a hotel for a week or so and Graves was absolutely abusing CEO privilege by getting them the most expensive suite to themselves (favoritism, am I right?)

50. Who makes the best flower crown?

Apollo, but Graves would get the hang of it… eventually

52. Who has awful taste in music?

I know you’ll be inclined to disagree with me but… Graves, by Apollo’s standards. For obvious reasons. At least, until Graves pulls him in for a dance and then– okay, it’s not so bad. He guesses.

54. What do others think of them dating?

Ness thinks they’re gross, the other Shadows like poking fun at them about it (especially during the time they showed up wearing each other’s jackets) but don’t really care because I imagine this PMC has not heard of any sort of protocol whatsoever. Borrowing @shellibisshe’s boy Levi real quick to say he also finds it gross and thinks Apollo needs to get some taste… ASAP.

56. How did they get together? 9. Who is more inclined to be jealous or possessive?

Picking number 9 instead because this question shows up twice, but both of them. Graves just seems more inclined towards it because he’s more open about it, full on will do PDA if he feels even a little threatened. Heavy usage of pet names, snaking an arm around Apollo’s waist, things like that. Apollo just silently fumes until Graves gets the message (but he does like the extra attention when he does).

58. Do they have similar taste in movies?

Not in the slightest, but once in a blue moon they’ll find a movie they both like and settle for that until one of them falls asleep. Or someone decides to get touchy. Whichever happens first

60. Who will punch someone out if they are rude to their partner?

Graves, 100%, to Apollo’s embarrassment. He’s a complete guard dog when it comes to him. Some asshole at the bar won’t take no for an answer? Yeah, punches are absolutely flying.

62. What other couple would your otp get along with the best? 13. Who steals the blankets?

Skipping again but it’s Graves more often than not. Like I mentioned before, he just gets so cold easily (and it’s also a ploy to get Apollo to scooch over closer, don’t tell anyone)

64. What would they dress up as? (for Halloween)

Graves goes as the most obvious choice (cowboy, because of course he would) but he’d go all out on it, bolo ties and fringes for days. Apollo doesn’t even know where to begin trying to match him so he just goes as a sexy cat or something

66. Do either of them have a crazy ex?

Definitely not. For one, Graves has been with Kelly straight out of highschool, and Apollo has the emotional intelligence not to date anyone like that

68. What do they do for Valentine's Day?

Nothing too crazy, they’d probably settle for a regular dinner date if they have free time though I imagine Graves goes just a little over the top with it

70. Who is the hopeless romantic?

I imagine they both would be, but Apollo would just be a little bit more of one. Can you blame him? He’s Italian. It’s practically hardwired into him

72. Do either of them want to go skydiving?

Apollo wouldn’t say no to it, but Graves would definitely be more into it than he is. He’s a complete daredevil

74. Is either one confrontational?

Like I mentioned earlier, Graves is completely confrontational and will start a fight at any given opportunity. Apollo’s more subtle about it but he does like inciting fights every now and then if he feels the need to. I feel like this also extends towards each other, but their fights reach a fever pitch fairly quickly and they’re apologizing before it turns into anything ugly.

76. What are their parenting styles?

Typical good cop bad-cop type of parenting! The exception is Graves is only the good cop because he’s terrible about spoiling the kids, so Apollo ends up being the bad cop because no, Kelly said no McDonald’s for dinner.

78. What is their favorite photo of them two together?

It’d be one they took after a pretty tough (but overall successful) mission, I’d imagine. Ness probably felt nice (and annoying) and insisted on taking that photo of them. They’re about ready to go home, Apollo took his shades because the sun’s in his eyes and he just wanted to nap

80. What do they love about each other the most?

Graves is completely obsessed with his laugh and he’ll do absolutely anything to hear it. He’s not above acting like a complete idiot to get it, either. Apollo on the other hand loves his hair and will spend the entire day just petting it if he gets the chance

82. What is an inside joke they have?

Something really dumb. Like along the lines of, “this is my ex-boyfriend, Apollo” “Commander, that’s a terrible way of telling people we’re married”

84. What is their favourite game to play together?

Unironically, Monopoly… but Kelly has to step in before it gets ugly because Apollo had the audacity to put a hotel on Boardwalk.

86. Who’s concert would they go to? 37. Thoughts on PDA?

Skipping again ❤ But they’re the worst offenders of it for sure. They’re completely handsy with each other, and they’re absolutely that couple that makes it obvious they’re talking about you.

88. Who would get up on stage and make a fool of themselves just to make the other laugh?

Do you even need to ask this… it’s Graves… Apollo will say he’s absolutely mortified but Graves would argue that his laughing says otherwise and that it was completely worth it. Apollo would never admit it but it makes him melt every single time.

90. Who is the one that would bring the puppy home?

Graves, absolutely. Apollo can’t judge because he’s exactly the same with kittens.

92. What does their room look like? (If they shared/have share one)

Graves has his minimalist bachelor’s pad whenever they’re on base but back home it’s everything you’d expect in a country bedroom, wallpaper and all

#they drive me up the wall (lovingly)#asks #jendoe #x: apollo & graves #oc: apollo de rossi #also featuring ur girls ness and kel LMFAO #long post #jic

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A COLLECTION [ updated: 8 . 23 . 21 ]

—NETFLIX & CHILL.

summary If you planned things right, you could rain down your raging displeasure on Jeon Jungkook right after the meal but before this proposed ‘Netflix and chilling,’ maybe dramatically throw your glass of wine at him, before storming out of his place and reporting him to the authorities (Namjoon) for his douchebag personality. warnings smut in the forms of grinding, oral (f), cum eating, vanilla unprotected sex, dirty talk misc use of the oldest trick in the book (“your hands are sooo big”), shy oblivious AND gentleman jk? pick a struggle, brief ment of app developer kook, evil and conniving oc word count 10.2k posted june 12, 2020

—HULU & WOOHOO.

summary But there’s more important matters to attend to than Jungkook’s Jersey Shore boner. warnings slight feelings of insecurity, smut in the forms of fingering, cunnilingus, cum eating, squirting, hand jobs, unprotected sex, riding, slight praise kink misc if you’re not a Jersey shore fan honestly GET OUT, mentions of capitalism😡, more kind/understanding kook, basically a “what are we?” fic but silly, irresponsible emailing habits, its so dumb just read word count 6.3k posted july 4, 2020

—IMAX & CLIMAX.

summary The occasional dark horse candidate among Barbie movie binges— Jungkook gets weirdly horny and fucks you to the tune of a classic Barbie movie soundtrack. warnings smut in the form of blowjobs, tit play, praise kink, standing sex, unprotected sex, reverse cowgirl (? kinda), daddy kink that morphs into ily kink misc jk is an avid history channel viewer, jk hates Barbie movies ik we took an L today girls 😔, jk goes thru like 4 personality changes (commanding > soft > mean > in love), honestly idk what to tag it’s a mess, he’s still cheesy and romantic but also 👀 just read word count 9.8k posted august 5, 2020

—KISSANIME & FOREPLAY.

summary You get a glimpse of the KissAnime screen for a good two seconds before about seven ads pop up. Another tab to a raunchy hentai website opens, and Jungkook groans. warnings mentions of hentai, smut in the forms of cunnilingus, masturbation (f), oral (f), use of a sex toy, fingering, nipple play, face sitting/fucking/riding idk (f), praise kink, hints of dumbification, cum eating, jk is like passive aggressive in this one, 4 (f) orgasms, this is the kicker: sub kook at the end😳, like 2 sec of dom yn lol, & u get 0.002 sec of adams apple kink misc more dumb story lines, made up sex stores bc my creativity knows no bounds, Jungkook plays nice but is actually mean for the majority of it, once again doyeon plays a pivotal role in the furthering of women empowerment, internal love monologues about jk best boy<3 word count 8.2k posted september 1, 2020

—DISNEY+ & BUST.

summary There’s a pounding on your door a little past noon, so hard and rough, that you almost think it’s the police finally coming to catch you for all your years of illegally pirating Phineas and Ferb. It’s not. It’s just a really drunk boyfriend wailing for your forgiveness at the door. warnings arguments, feelings of insecurity, bit of asshole jk, smut in the forms of humiliation, dumbification, choking, fingering, spit kink, self punishment (? idk lol), unprotected but [ passionate ] sex, jk losing his cool, the return of mean jk, desperate jk, he is actually an emotional mess in this one wtf misc angst, anniversaries, the L word😳, app developer kook, rip ‘pretty girl’ </3, we all become phineas and ferb stans word count 13k posted september 9, 2020

—ESPN & BDSM.

summary You would like to personally thank every loud-mouthed, ESPN commentator out there for saving you from Jungkook’s dangerous seduction skills. warnings smut in the forms of brief femdom, handcuffs, nipple clamps, blindfolding, flogging/use of a riding crop, soft dom kook, cunnilingus, spitting, unprotected but passionate, degradation, as always it starts horny n then turns into I love u kink misc kook has a swollen ankle so idk how he did all this, jk abuses the fuck outta pet names part 7, revenge gone wrong tbh, this was honestly a beginner’s intro to vanilla bdsm word count 12.7k posted september 14, 2020

—YOUTUBE & USE LUBE.

summary You can’t believe this is Jungkook’s preferred sick day treatment; YouTube, cuddles, and an ugly amount of lube. warnings smut in the forms of nipple play, handjobs, spit kink, face riding, unprotected, flavored warming lube, riding, praise kink, soft femdom, missionary bc his eyes are pretty, tit sucking, tit fucking, more jk has an impreg kink, oh and this is all subby kook misc domesticity baby!! fluff, soft scenes /.\, jk is sick:((, doyeon is A Doctor, yn sees an opportunity and she grabs it, surprise ending <3 word count 8.7k posted september 30, 2020

—VIKI & HICKEYS.

summary Just like in those Viki dramas Jungkook likes, the world around you is enveloped in shades of pink and red, kisses and hearts, so many goddamn roses it makes you sneeze. It’s absolutely perfect— nothing could possibly go wrong when there’s so much love in the air. warnings a little hurt + a lot of comfort, mentions of cheating!villain!jin, insecure!kook, emotional breakdowns, mentions of jk’s lonely past, jk cries :( smut in the forms of making out, eating out, fingering, clit play, hickeys, jk likes cum, double orgasm, squirting, tiny praise kink, blindfolding, rough + unprotected sex, doggy style, choking!!!, breeding/impreg kink, JEALOUS KOOK, mini hand kink, a lil bit of spanking, degradation, he gets progressively meaner lol oc cries, jk is a good boy n I want him to be happy misc there’s a lot of fuckin plot omfg -_-, it’s Valentine’s Eve!, doyeon makes Some Points, mentions of park seojoon juicy ass, they go on a d8 😳, oc like rlly wants to marry him, oc commits double phone homicide word count 16.3k posted january 14, 2021

—PEACOCK & SWEET TALK.

summary “I wanna watch Solange in Bring It On,” Jungkook smiles, and you have to wonder who exactly this blond man is and what he did with your teen-movie-hating boyfriend. warnings smut in the forms of kissing, cunnilingus (eating out + fingering), light praise, a lil body worship, jk fat cawk, brief nipple play, playful jk, unprotected sex, riding and missionary, the jk hand kink, I love you kink, jk wants nudes, jk’s cheerleader fantasies mentioned, spit kink, light choking, jk has like a scent kink (?), mention of collars and pet play misc app developer jk becomes even MORE app developer-y, oc is anti-google, there's plot, a 2 year anniversary, Solange knowles appreciation, BLOND JK!!!, gets sappy for a sec, seahorse marriage mention, doyeon x joon side pairing, jk is disgustingly dreamy and oc is threatened by that fact word count 10.7k posted march 23, 2021

— CRUNCHYROLL & RAIL.

summary Never mind the fact you really like Sailor Moon, or that you really want to pay attention to every little detail; the moment becomes Jungkook and his big smile and his red cheeks and the tiny box he produces from within his pocket. warnings smut in the forms of making out, jk nipple play, some 69 action, cunnilingus, blowjobs, brief choking, jk trying his best to listen to oc but he doesn’t rlly :/, fingering, missionary bc his eyes are pretty, unprotected fuckin raw, its romantic but when is it not… misc fluffy and domestic <3, weekend getaway <3, the Big Question, shy jk, sailor moon supremacy, jk makes this big elaborate speech about the sun and moon, mentions of 240p YouTube quality word count 8.7k posted may 21, 2021

—FUNIMATION & PROCREATION.

summary Never mind your upcoming wedding, this was perhaps the greatest moment of your life— the day Jungkook sought out an anime on his own. warnings kissing, smut in the forms of cunnilingus, cum eating, mentions of anal, doggy style, unprotected sex with the intention of pregnancy, spitting, hand holding<3 misc the wedding night, Doyeon strikes again, jjk watches jjk, oh no not twins word count 9.1k posted july 31, 2021

—BOOMERANG AND BANG.

coming soon

—COOKIES & CREAM.

summary Jungkook will watch a thousand cheesy Christmas movies if it meant making you happy. (And maybe having his dick sucked.) warnings smut in the form of blowjobs, face fucking, cum facials, fingering, overstim, double orgasm, r*mantic sex, riding, unprotected, cream pies, jk does this weird thing where he licks her face yeah idk, jk loves seeing his gf cry, jk has an obsession with jizz misc jk pov !!, eggnog slander, jk hates xmas movies, oc dresses like a sexy mrs claus, Elf !!, jk is in loooove word count 7.1k posted december 23, 2020

— TUTUS & TIARAS.

summary your first pregnancy through the lens of your husband warnings smut in the forms of penetrative sex, sex while pregnant, unprotected sex, tit play, cunnilingus, mutual masturbation, sticking the tip in and jacking off/cockwarming?, creampies, nose kink (? like she grinds against his nose), infatuation with scent, frottage/grinding, lactation kink, titluvr jk [bass boosted] misc married ncouple <3, domesticity, jk pov, mood swings, pregnancy, GIRLDAD!JK, DILF!JK, pregnant!reader, jk’s kids are virgos its true word count 10k posted august 23, 2021

— one.

summary Maybe Jungkook wasn’t always as cool and composed as you initially believed. But that’s okay, because you love him all the same. word count 1.3k posted September 10, 2020

—two.

summary Even after all these years, all these doubts, and all this solitude that was really no one’s fault but his own, he still finds himself hoping that maybe you’ll be the one. word count 1k posted september 11, 2020

—three.

summary But Jungkook loves the sun. word count 1.5k posted september 12th, 2020

—four.

summary For the last ten minutes or so his mind has been bothered by one thing and one thing only— the hair that hung in his face. word count 800 words posted september 22, 2020

—five.

summary Startled and inexperienced, he can’t do anything but rub his hands over your back. “It’s fine, it’s fine,” he murmurs, even though it’s not. word count 1.3k posted september 22, 2020

—six.

SUMMARY Jungkook enjoyed pushing you down, indulging you in all your little fantasies, but he too had some he wanted to live out. WC 1.8k POSTED september 25, 2020

—seven.

summary And lastly, Jungkook will bring it full circle by indulging you two in some good old fashion spooky sex where he nuts inside you because the only thing scarier than a scary movie is a pregnancy scare. It’s a perfect plan. word count 2k posted october 30, 2020

—eight.

summary You always do this— always ask for more. You take and you take until there’s nothing left for Jungkook to give. But Jungkook is the same. word count 1.9k posted december 28, 2020

—nine.

summary “I think that, like— me and you? We’re like, totally destined,” you ramble, “you should, like, take my number! And maybe we can, like— Netflix and chill one of these days?” word count 2.2k posted january 8 2021

—ten.

summary See, there’s no one in this world who ignores his house rules more than you. Even worse, there’s no one on this planet who can make Jungkook ignore his own rules like you do. word count 1.4k posted february 14, 2021

—eleven.

summary You’re too bright, too… there. His shell is too small. word count 1.2k posted may 3, 2021

—twelve.

summary Anyway, if it was up to Jungkook, Kim Doyeon would not be a member of the Engagement Ring Committee. word count 1.4k posted may 8th, 2021

—thirteen.

summary Because for as much shit as you let him get away with, Jungkook is certain you’ll draw the line today. word count 1k posted june 13, 2021

—fourteen.

summary Jungkook needs you to know that you can always count on him. word count 1.3k posted july 6, 2021

—fifteen.

summary It’s Jungkook’s teenage fantasy— being pushed down by a cheerleader. word count 3.1k posted august 9, 2021

— sixteen.

summary Your skin is warm and smells like sunshine. Jungkook can’t really explain it. (And also like the sunscreen you had doused him in earlier, but that isn’t as romantic.) word count 1.9K posted august 11, 2021

—seventeen.

summary She looks his way and suddenly Jungkook is nineteen again, in his dorm, listening to the first person he ever thought he loved telling him he’s too much to handle. word count 1.6k posted august 18, 2021

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pov: random girl hitting on ur mans so u needa teel em to back off <3

tw: kn1fe, cussing (?), neck snapping (?)

ft: kaeya, diluc, zhongli, & venti :)

kaeya

kaeya can't really control something,, and it's how freaking hot he is.

however, as much as you enjoyed the hooker boy, all of monstadts women (married or not) would hit on him.

it pisses you off, a fucking lot. even though he would turn them down because he was already dating you,, they would not,, i mean NOT,, leave the cavalry captain alone.

and everyday,, at some point,, some random monstadt woman would walk up to you and ask if kaeya was with you.

and man, you have never,, and i mean NEVER,, have wanted to slap a bitch to barbatos.

kaeya would feel bad about it, he'd apologize profusely (as if it would do anything),, but you'd end it almost immedietly with a 'it's fine'

but there was this one woman,, who always came up to kaeya with this big, fat, unattractive uwu voice. that was also the exact same day that you finally had enough of their bs.

"excuse me" you poked her shoulder as she unattractivally flirted with your boyfriend.

"what do- oh, it's you." she'd say, giving a disgusted glare at you as kaeya just stared from behind.

"yeah, hi, it's me." you replied sarcastically. "mind backing off of my boyfriend? i'd really appreciate it!" you stated, knowing it wouldn't work.

"and why sh-"

"or i'll shove this knife into your throat!~" you stated, pulling your pocket knife out.

she ran away as kaeya chuckled giving you a big hug

diluc

even though the two step-brothers look nothing alike,, apparently the name 'kaeya' is so much more easier to remember.

people would go up to aether/lumine and just ask "where's the long haired red bartender from the tavern?" as if he doesn't have a name.

to be honest, you've had the urge to scream "his name is diluc for fucks sake" in front on monstadt, but you sadly,, never got the chance.

why?

because diluc always readsured you it was fine.

but you knew, he hated it.

just from the look on his face when people called him the "red-haired bartender",, he was really hurt.

even though monstadt is a pretty small place, people still didn't know his name, and it angered you.

what pissed you off the most was people hitting on him while you were standing right beside him while holding his hand.

"oh diluc you're so tall and handsome!!" this random girl stated, clinging onto him.

'for once someone remembered his name...' you thought.

"mm." he replied, displaying that he's uninterested since you were holding his hand.

"oh! and who are you?"

'please end me-'

"they're my-"

"oh, a friend!" the girl interuppted.

'tHIS BI-'

"i swear to fUCKING BARBATOS-" diluc stared at you with wide eyes, already enjoying the drama unraveling.

"IF YOUR HILICHURL LOOKING ASS WON'T STOP FLIRTING WITH MY BOYFRIEND I WON'T HAVE A PROBLEM WITH GETTING ALBEDO TO MAKE A POTION THAT WILL DESTROY, AND I MEAN FUCKING DESTROY,, YOUR VOCAL C- oh she's gone?"

diluc was really proud <3

zhongli

okok this homeless bitch forgets mora is a thing,, especially when you're with him.

he'll make you buy something but oh boy,, when his fans are there it feels great to not spend your mora on him.

but the girls that swoon over him are a WHOLE different story.

their flirty looks, dress to impress, high pitched voice, and their too polite.

you can't count how many times a girl has told you to back off even though your his s/o.

but it was fun seeing zhongli suffer,, because you knew you were his <3

but oH bOy,, there was this girl who just made you want to murder her.

"a knife." you mumbled as zhongli chuckled at you.

"[name] don't touch it." he warned, giving you an aggressive look.

"why do you need to tell them what to do and what not to do?? oh that's right,, they're a dog!" the girl laughed, zhongli was absolutely pissed and you were ready to snap her neck.

"suddenly [name] you can take that knife."

"i'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE!" you shouted as you grabbed the knife from it's holder.

you grabbed her buy the neck and placed the knife on her throat as she quivered in her spot.

"one, two, th-"

"[name]."

"but babe.. i wasn't going to hurt her.."

"yet.." zhongli stared at you,, sugesting you put the knife down.

"fine, fine. but you owe me." and with that he nodded as the girl ran away.

venti

the sneaky fuckass was well known with his words,, and it's not okay.

venti could either slide in small sarcastic teasing flirts or on demand drunk flirtting 24/7.

and he always, and i mean ALWAYS flirts with other girls, but the two of you know it's a joke because barbatos himself knows he'll drag you into an alleyway for a lil' makeout shesh and shower you with some lovely words.

his love songs also described you,, a little too much. but i mean, it was really freaking cute.

as much as his fans loved him, he spent about 30 minutes after hos preformance with him, and if it felt like forever for you,, then you'd end up stealing him from you. but there was this one time this girl would not let go of him.

"venti!!~" you whined as you ran up to him, engulfing the bard in a hug.

"hi [name]!" venti grinned back along with serving a hug.

"aether told me to come and get you since he needed something, if that's alright that is."

"oh it-"

"i'm seriously tired of this bullshit already, who are you and why do you take him away every so often?! seriously, the world doesn't revolve around you!" a blonde girl shouted as an irk mark appeared on you and venti.

"oh, is it my fault the honorary knight of monstadt need the bard? i'm sorry for aether needing him." you replied sarcastically, the girl getting more fed up.

"yes, in fact it is your fault! you take him away because of your fucking jealousy that we get to spend more time with him than you do! i've seen you sitting from a far watching all of us talk to him! bitch." she answered, walking up to you as she then slapped you.

"hey, cut it out! seriously what the heck!" venti glared at her, as he turned to face you. "[name] are you okay???" he questioned, grabbing the cheek the random girl slapped gently.

"rest assured that i'm fine, it's best you get aether and paimon incase things begin to escalate." you smiled as he nodded in response, making his way to the knights headquarters.

"pfft, you can't even fight can you? well i sure can! so test me!" she grinned preparing to throw punches.

"mhm, ok yeah sure." you laughed, letting her take the first hit, as she stood there absolutely confused.

"what are you waiting for?! hit m-"

"no."

"i'm sorry what?"

"i said no, are you fucking deaf?"

the girl fumed as she began to swing, that was her first mistake. reluctantly, you doged her punch. pulling out your weapon, you stared at her.

"should i, or should i not stab you right here?"

"[name] are you alright?!" venti and aether shouted as they bith dashed towards you.

"ah, i'm fine!" you replied, grabbing venti's hat as you pht it onto yours.

"i suggest you leave before i snap your neck." you told the blonde as she stumbled in shock, running away from your dark aura.

"you're amazing." venti laughed.

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Fear and Dumplings: Chapter Seventeen

Confronting your fears for a final grade sounds unappealing but, with Yoongi as your partner, things might not be so bad.

Summary: You’re in your final semester at University when your Abnormal Psychology professor assigns you a partnered project surrounding your greatest fears. Lucky for you, your partner just so happens to be a cute boy named Min Yoongi.

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Underground Rapper! Yoongi, Soft!!! Yoongi, Fluff!!!, College! Yoongi, Sub! Yoongi

Word Count: 9.1k

A/N: Hi friends! Here is a new chapter for you. I know it’s been a super duper long time since I’ve updated this series but, I plan on wrapping up the current timeline (wink wink) within the first half of the year! Special shoutout to my amazing friend @bulletproofbirdy who I love so so much. Without her big genius brain, I would literally not be able to get through any of my wip. Another huge shoutout to @gldnrecs @kithtaehyung @yoonia and @randombtsprincessa for being my lil hype team. I love you! Also, thank you to everyone over at @bangtansorciere. I am so grateful to have met so many lovely new friends this year! okiii bye. I hope you like it!

NOTE: all bolded words indicate when characters are speaking Korean

Warnings for this Chapter: ok here we go…(TRIGGER WARNING)

moderate angst, drug use (marijuana), mentions of anxiety, brief allusions to physical abuse, very brief allusions to drug addiction, alcohol

Chapter Seventeen: Daegu and Dirty Laundry

No thoughts, head empty (and in Yoongi’s lap)

The two of you are in his living room, bags packed by the front door, awaiting the cab to take you to the airport.

In a few short hours, you were leaving on a plane to Daegu to visit Yoongi’s older brother and, you can tell by the way he’s shuffled around all morning that he’s anxious.

Thankfully, Hoseok and Namjoon woke up with him, knowing that emotions would be high and well- offered to get him high.

“This is a really good indica strain hyung,” Hoseok assures him as he hands over a zip-lock bag, “I rolled a joint with this last night and passed out in like 30 minutes.”

Yoongi, dressed in an all-black sweat outfit, accepts the bag into the palm of his hand, before grabbing the pipe that’s resting on the couch cushion beside him.

“Did you get it from that same guy?” Yoongi asks, his voice heavy beneath the obvious tension he’s feeling.

Despite his attempts to remain casual, you know him well enough to feel how nervous he is. He’s practically vibrating beneath you but, you know that pointing this out will only make it worse so instead, you merely rub the outside of his thigh whilst he packs his pipe.

“Yeah, Jin’s friend-” Hoseok responds before nodding to Namjoon, “He’s honestly killing it right now. Jin told me he’s made like 5 grand already.”

Namjoon raises his brows, “Really? Damn, that’s impressive, I’ve never heard of anyone taking off that fast.”

“Jin has a lot of contacts-” Yoongi offers, adjusting the bud once more before grabbing his lighter, “it probably helped him get started. Plus, I think a lot of people around here have been looking for a good plug. Whatever he’s doing is working though, the high from last night was pretty good.”

At Yoongi’s comment, Hoseok’s lip melt into a salacious smirk as he raises his brows and jerks his chin towards you, “Are you sure it had nothing to do with that one over there?” He teases, “Yah, what are you so quiet for? You haven’t given me shit all morning...”

His comment makes you giggle but Yoongi cuts in before you’re able to respond.

“She’s tired, leave her alone.” He scolds but his lips twitch at the sound of your laughter.

Hoseok snickers as you finally decide to sit up. You can feel Yoongi’s eyes on you even as he lifts the pipe to his mouth. Tucking yourself into the side of the couch, you finally decide to add to the conversation.

“Is the guy you pick up named Yugyeom by chance?” The sleepiness in your tone is more obvious than you were expecting and, it makes Yoongi smile to himself whilst he lights his pipe.

Namjoon nods, “Yeah, it is. Do you know him?”

Yoongi’s attention is on you even as he inhales his first hit, the nerves in his body standing at attention, waiting to be soothed.

“He was in my human sexuality class.” You remember, with a grin on your lips, “That’s actually where I met Jin too. I just had a feeling that it was him because, he literally always came to class high. Plus, him and Jin were like inseparable.”

Namjoon winces, “Of all the people to get stuck learning about sex with. I’m sorry...”

This makes you laugh, as your mind journey’s back to all the days you spent trying not to make a scene as Jin made sexual puns in the middle of a serious lecture.

“It definitely kept things interesting...” You offer, “I’m glad to hear that Yugyeom is thriving on his own. He mentioned his dad wanted him to join the family business but, I could never picture that man in a suit.”

Hoseok chuckles before his face tightens with intrigue, “Oof that makes one of us. He would look fine as hell in a suit.”

Namjoon grins, nudging Hoseok with his foot, “You got a thing for him?”

For the first time, you see a hint of shyness overcoming Hoseok’s demeanor but he shrugs it off, trying to appear casual, “I mean- I don’t know about all that. I’m just saying that he would look good in a suit.”

“You’d both look good in suits- together...” You offer, grinning at him, “Maybe in a private venue somewhere...”

Hoseok rolls his eyes but the smile creeping onto his lips is unmistakable, “Shut up- you guys are fucking wild. All I said is that he was hot...”

Giggling, you shrug your shoulders before nodding over to Yoongi, “Yeah well that’s how it starts-” You warn, “Then the next thing you know, you’re sitting on the subway, simping over a selfie he sends you.”

Yoongi’s soft lips immediately turn up in a small smile, the shy boy in him peeking out. At first, he says nothing as he merely passes the pipe to Namjoon, who mirrors a similar expression.

Hoseok is back to his normal mischief, feeling relieved that the heat is off him for the time being.

“Are you saying you’d marry Yoongi then?”

He expects you to be flustered by this question but, the answer is simple.

“This man?” You raise your brows as you point to Yoongi, “You’re asking me if I would marry this man right here? Hoseok- I would wife this man up so quickly, it would give you whiplash.”

Your comment causes the three of them to laugh and, to add to the shifting vibe of the room, you feel Yoongi wrap his arm around you in an effort to pull you into his side.

“You can’t say shit like that right in front of them, they don’t need to see me soft...” He mumbles shyly in your ear before kissing your cheek, his heart singing with validation.

“Hyung, you act like we don’t already know who whipped you are for this girl.” Hoseok laughs, eagerly accepting the pipe from a coughing Namjoon.

Yoongi ignores him with his arm still around you, checking his phone with the other hand, “The cab should be here soon, do you need anything before we go?”

“Hyung, you’re gonna leave your piece here right? Cause we kinda need it-”

Namjoon eyes him suspiciously, “What happened to your bong?”

Hoseok cringes, “I may have accidentally dropped it off the rooftop...”

Namjoon’s eyes blow wide open, “What the fuck were you doing on the rooftop to begin with?”

“I wanted to vibe! The bud was good and, I wanted to listen to the J. Cole album and get in my feelings hyung, get off my dick-” He laughs, playfully defensive.

“Hey that’s J Cole song-” You point out giggling at the double meaning, the exhaustion from earlier finding you once again.

“Exactly, I’m glad you caught that-” Hoseok winks at you before Yoongi finally responds.

“I’m not going to take my pipe through international security. Pot isn’t legal in Korea so, I wouldn’t be smoking while we were there anyway.”

“Oh shit that’s right-” Namjoon remembers, “I really need to keep up with what’s been going on back home, I heard they were opening the discussion about it recently but, I haven’t kept up with it.”

Hoseok interjects, “What about your brother? He probably has connections.”

Yoongi shrugs, “He might but, I'm not going to worry about it.” He glances at his phone again before turning it towards you, “Our car is here, you ready to go?”

You offer him a small smile as you nod, your cheek tingling still as he places another kiss to it.

He stands up first before holding his hand out to you. Eagerly, you lace your fingers with his and, hoist yourself off the couch.

“Alright you two-” Namjoon stands too, brushing his hands over the front of his hoodie, “Try and send us updates when you can yeah?” He shoots a look towards Yoongi that is filled with an emotion that breaches casual concern.

Yoongi understands perfectly, offering Namjoon a solemn nod in return as he pats his shoulder, “Yeah I will. I’ll text you when we land...”

Moments later, the two of you are in the back of the cab. Yoongi takes the middle seat so he can be close to you, his fingers are interlaced tightly with your own despite the fact that his hand is already sweating.

He’s anxious.

You can feel it and, you’re faced with two options.

Address it

Distract him

It’s not an easy choice but, you figure this weekend will already be filled with heightened emotions so, you’re not sure if you should breach this topic so early. At the same time though, you don’t want to act like nothing’s wrong and dismiss what he’s clearly feeling.

So, you land somewhere in the middle.

Yoongi’s jaw is loaded with tension as you reach over and turn his face towards yours. He doesn’t register what you’re doing at first but he is in tune with your touch as always so, he doesn’t question it.

Leaning in, you tuck your lips between his own, whilst your free hand comes up to encase the side of his face. You feel him relax beneath your kiss, a sigh leaving his nose as he kisses you back slowly.

You pull away, pecking at his lips a few times, your thumb rubbing over his cheek.

“It’s going to be ok.” You murmur softly for the sake of his privacy, “We’re going to get through this.”

Yoongi’s eyes open just enough to show you the sheer amount of trust present in them.

He believes everything that comes out of your mouth and, despite the anxiety that’s raging inside of him, he knows you’re right.

Pressing his cheek against your hand, a soft smirk graces his lips as he resists the urge to pour his heart out to you for the millionth time.

“I wish it was socially acceptable for you to kiss me like that every time I feel like this...”

You giggle, pecking his lips again for good measure, “It would make our psych presentation really interesting that’s for sure.”

He chuckles, his face adorably smushed against your hand, “I keep forgetting that we have to do that. I don’t even remember the last time we worked on it...”

“Me neither.” You say at first before your eyes light up with realization, “Oh my god wait- the last time was when we watched that horrible spider movie at my apartment! Ugh no wonder I couldn’t remember, I’m pretty sure I've blocked those images from my mind as a coping mechanism.”

Yoongi’s face lights up along with you, “Oh shit, that’s right-” He laughs, “Did we even finish our lists?”

The two of you share another round of laughter, caught up in the ridiculous realization that you had lowkey abandoned your final project.

You lean over to pull your phone out of your purse, “Here let me check-” Scrolling through your notes app, you find the project tab before allowing your eyes to wander over it, “It looks like I still have deep water and you technically still have night clubs and horror movies. But I mean- you did perform in a night club recently so I feel like that should count.”

He nods thoughtfully before his face lights up with realization once more, “Oh yeah, I already wrote about that in the research journal, I forget to tell you. That was definitely more of a direct confrontation than I was planning.” He chuckles, “We did sit on the beach and read terrifying facts about the depth of the ocean for mine, would that be enough for you to write about?”

The two of you have maneuvered so that you’re tucked into Yoongi’s side again, his arm draping comfortably around your shoulders.

“You still have horror movies left though so, I feel like I should maybe confront one more directly too. Besides, I have a feeling that I’ll be able to distract myself in the water if you’re there-” You mumble suggestively, which causes him to smirk as he leans his head back against the seat.

“Oh yeah?” He jerks his head towards you “How so?”

Resting your face on his chest, you smile to yourself and think of a response that’s appropriate for a perfect stranger aka your cab driver, to hear.

“Cause if something touches my feet in the water, I could simply latch myself to your back for safety purposes.” You explain matter of factly.

“If something touched your foot while we were in the water, I’d swim away so fucking fast- I don’t think you’d have time to latch on.” He explains through his laughter

Scoffing, you smack your hand against his chest as you sit up fully, wiggling out of his grip, “So you’d just leave me to die???” You accuse, “Also, last time I checked- you weren’t an Olympic swimmer, what makes you think you’d just zoom out of there???”

Yoongi’s cackling at this point, his hand on his stomach, his previously tense features now smoothed out beneath his amusement, “I’m not saying I would leave you necessarily-”

“Necessarily!” You point out, laughter erupting from your lips as you pinch his side, “After everything we’ve been through, you’re really just gonna let a sea monster eat me!?”

His eyes widen, as his laughter increases, “A sea monster?! Who said anything about a sea monster? Where did they come in????”

“I said something touched my foot???? Obviously that means there is a sea monster, lurking in the depths, trying to eat me and you-” You poke his sternum, “You just said you would leave me to die!”

Yoongi’s face is reddened with the force of his own laughter, his hand subconsciously coming up to cover your own. With his eyes tearing up and his mouth parted to make way for his giggling, you can’t help but admire how beautiful he is.

Especially when he’s laughing...

He wipes his eyes with his free hand, still chuckling lightly to himself even as he brings your hand to his mouth, “Alright, alright- let's be clear- I would never leave you to die.” He promises, still smirking as he kisses the back of your hand, “Realistically, I’d probably panic and jump on YOUR back.”

With narrowed eyes, you wiggle the fingers he has pressed to his lips, “Well I don’t know how that would work out because, I’d probably you know- swim away so fucking fast that I don’t know if you’d have time to latch on...”

Yoongi snickers as you imitate his voice but, rather than retaliate he simply tugs you by the hand his currently holding and, kisses you.

It’s soft and sweet- lasting only for a few seconds until he’s pulling away.

“Thank you for coming with me.” He says suddenly, the volume of his voice decreasing significantly.

And as usual, you know that he wants to say way more than he does. But you’re perfectly fine with that.

Yoongi’s subtly is a specific brand and, you’ve grown to love how the little things he does allows him to pack so much emotion into a simple phrase.

You feel lucky to love such a special person.

“Of course.” You return his simplicity, pecking his lips once more before settling back in your original position.

The airport was a blur.

You’re thankful it passes quickly because, the process of getting through security makes you anxious.

Yoongi ushers you into your seat before taking both of your bags and, storing them in the overhead compartment. You can’t help but smile as he turns to help an older woman with her luggage as well.

He smiles ( :] ) at her, bowing his head slightly as she thanks him. Yoongi offers her a tiny wave and takes his seat beside you, not noticing the way you smile fondly at him.

When he takes his seat beside you, the two of you settle into a comfortable silence. Once the flight crew permits it, Yoongi takes his laptop out and begins toying around with one of his songs. You pull your headphones out as well and find one of your favorite playlists. Leaning back against the seat, your eyes eventually begin to droop until you can no longer keep them open.

The next thing you know, you’re being woken up by someone gently patting your thigh.

“Sleepy girl...” Yoongi croons in Korean, the sound of his voice alone making you smile, “We’re landing soon.”

Slightly disoriented, you blink your eyes a few times before you’re finally able to focus on your boyfriend’s face.

You slump against him, rubbing your cheek against the material of his hoodie. He chuckles softly, his arm sliding out from underneath you in order to drape across your shoulders.

“I’m sorry I fell asleep.” You mumble

He chuckles again, nodding with a false sense of consideration, “Ah yes, you missed so much. Two hours ago, the flight attendant came by and asked if we wanted anything to drink. It was a wild ride...”

Giggling sleepily, you shake your head at his sarcasm before pointing at his laptop.

“Were you working on your composition project?”

He bites his bottom lip and shakes his head, a bashful expression on his face “No, it was just a song I’ve been working on for a while now.”

He leaves it at that and, due to the signal from the flight crew, Yoongi begins putting his stuff away as the rest of the cabin prepares for landing.

“Are we taking the train?” You mumble, still fighting off the remnants of your nap.

Yoongi purses his lips, his eyes narrowed in concentration whilst he scrolls through his phone.

“No, I have a cab waiting for us.” He responds, “It says it’s already here. So, when you get out of customs, just meet me right outside. It should just be a straight shot from immigration.”

You nod and rest your head back against his shoulder, “Okay.”

He puts his phone away, allowing his hand to find yours. Intertwining your fingers, he takes a deep breath- his mind clearly elsewhere. You squeeze his hand to acknowledge this but, the two of you don’t comment on it.

There is no need.

With the tightening of your grip, so much has already been said.

Less than a half hour later, the two of you are once again seated in the back of the cab.

“It’s probably going to rain a lot while we’re here.” Yoongi explains, his voice low and slow, “This is Daegu’s rainy season. I’ve been checking the weather periodically and it looks like there might be a storm coming but, it doesn’t look too severe.”

You look at the window after his comment, noticing that the sky is overflowing with heavy clouds, swollen and gray with the promise of rain.

“We’re approaching monsoon season, we call it uh- jangma.” He tells you and his explanation makes you smile.

Despite the circumstances, you’re very honored and excited to be in Yoongi’s hometown. You know the memories he associates with this place are complex but, there is a shift in his tone now and, he sounds eager to teach you about this place: the place he called home for so long.

And you’d gladly listen for hours.

“Jangma-” You repeat, trying to get the pronunciation right, causing him to refocus his attention back on you. He smiles softly and nods,

“Good job.”

Your heart skips a beat at his approval as you return his smile, “Is there gonna be thunder?”

Yoongi chuckles, “Do you want there to be thunder?”

You nod eagerly, “I love storms. When I was little, I would just sit at the window and watch them go by. I’m pretty sure our neighbors thought I was crazy. But I don’t know- I've always had a thing for bad weather...”

He smirks, glancing out the window and then back at you, “That explains a lot.”

Giggling, you cock your head, “What do you mean?”

Yoongi gestures to himself, his now playful gaze looking at you expectantly. You laugh at his insinuation,

“I see the resemblance.” You concede, gently patting his cheek, “You’re not nearly as gloomy as you think you are though.”

“To you-” He retorts, “You always forget that...”

“Pleaaaase.” You disagree, “You’re soft for other people too, don’t lie. I’ve seen the way you deal with Namjoon and Hobi...”

He shakes his head, “Yeah but things are still different with you, I don’t think you realize that.”

You nudge yourself underneath his arm once more, cuddling up with him as best as you can in the back of a cab.

“I know you’re especially-” You emphasize the word, “soft for me. I’m just saying that you come across more approachable than you think you do.”

Yoongi smirks to himself, seemingly understanding something that you don’t.

“Soft is an understatement.” He retorts, turning to kiss the top of your head.

“Whateverrrr.” You tease him, your eyes trailing down to focus on his hands, “I’m still right.”

He chuckles, his figure shaking lightly beneath you, “You usually are.”

The cab pulls off of the highway, and it’s then that you begin to notice the way the scenery around you shifts from a middle class/ metropolitan vibe to something much much...fancier.

Through the winding streets, the cab begins taking the two of you up a pretty steep hill before turning onto a street full of ridiculously nice houses.

White marble, giant glass windows, and driveways filled to the brim with luxury vehicles zip by as the car turns down another street. Similar in theme but greater in size, the new street had much larger houses on more sizeable plots of land- likely designed to give the owners privacy amongst their neighbors.

You can feel Yoongi’s eyes on you then and, you know very well that he’s observing your reaction.

He knows that even though he told you his brother was wealthy that, that phrase alone wouldn’t be enough to properly convey what that entailed.

“This neighborhood is really beautiful,” You observe softly, eyes still glued to the window, “The architecture is so different than anything I’ve ever seen.”

And of course, this makes Yoongi smile.

Because of course, you aren’t making a fuss about the degree of luxury before you. You’re finding the beauty in what otherwise is a very stressful situation.

Finally, the cab pulls into a driveway right behind a black Tesla before putting the car in park.

He and Yoongi exchange a few words in Korean as Yoongi hands him a small wad of money.

“Thank you.” You murmur to the cab driver with a slight bow of your head to which he responds with a tight smile and a similar bow.

You and Yoongi unload your bags from the trunk and as he is reaching for your hand, the front door of the house swings open.

A man a few inches taller than Yoongi steps out. His black hair is neatly arranged in a middle part and he’s dressed in a beige turtleneck and white slacks. As he comes closer, the resemblance between the two of them is staggering.

“Hello!” He calls with a warm smile, his voice bright, “Welcome! Come on in, the rain is supposed to pick back up soon.”

His expression only glows as he spots his younger brother. He looks excited to see him but, his movements are apprehensive.

The unspoken tension is already present and, you can feel Yoongi almost freeze up as he draws near. Subtly, you coax him along offering his brother a warm smile as the two of you approach the landing just in front of his door.

Normally, you don’t get nervous when meeting new people but, this situation is laced with so much complexity- you aren’t sure how to act.

Thankfully Yoongi finally speaks, “Good to see you hyung. Thank you for having us on such short notice.” His tone is almost unrecognizable as he gestures to you, “This is my girlfriend Y/N. Y/N-” He gestures back to his brother, “This is my older brother Geum-jae hyung.”

Bowing your head slightly, you smile once more, “It’s very nice to meet you, thank you for having me.”

Geum-jae nods, eyeing you softly as his lips press into a tight line, “It’s so nice to meet you Y/N. I promise you, the pleasure is all mine.”

Yoongi motions for you to step in front of him so, you follow his lead and trail behind his brother through the doorway.

Geum-jae's home resembles a marble statue. It’s clean, beautiful and, elegant- but lifeless. Geum-jae has artwork of various styles all over his walls, crisp white couches, sleek granite countertops and, stainless-steel appliances however, there is not one bit of evidence that anyone even lives here. The house feels empty despite the amount of effort put into its appearance.

It makes you sad.

“You have a beautiful home.”

Your voice echoes off the dead weight of the walls, the paintings themselves seeming to arch a brow at your comment. Geum-jae however, smiles and nods graciously,

“Thank you. I just moved in not too long ago so, there is a lot I want to do. I definitely could have used this one’s expertise-” He nods to Yoongi, “He was always really good at that kind of stuff...”

Your boyfriend smirks, his eyes taking in his surroundings but failing to really focus on anything; he was too wound up, “You could have. I would have charged you though...”

Geum-jae chuckles and you see him glance at Yoongi fondly for a split second before he quickly reverts to his casual demeanor.

“I put you guys on the second floor facing the skyline-” He gestures to the ivory staircase, “I’m sure you want some time to freshen up and relax so, please take all the time you need. I’m having BBQ brought over tonight but, if you’re hungry- feel free to help yourself to whatever is in the kitchen.”

Yoongi allows you to step in front of him whilst taking the suitcase from your hands. The two men follow behind you as Geum-jae continues laying out the plans for the evening,

“I have a few virtual meetings to attend that I wasn’t able to move around but, I will be free as of 7 this evening. Until then, please make yourselves at home. I am really-” He seems to take a deep breath for emphasis, “really happy to have you here.”

“Thank you hyung.” Yoongi smiles slightly once the three of you reach the outside of the guest room, “Good luck with your meetings. Let me know if you need help with dinner.”

Geum-jae responds with a tight nod, “Will do. I’ll be in my office so, feel free to explore.” As he pushes open the door for you, he allows his own pained expression to meet yours, “I’m honored to meet you Y/N. Thank you for coming all this way with my brother.”

“Well-” You squeeze Yoongi’s hand gently, “He’s lucky I like him so much...”

Cheeks flushed, Yoongi rolls his eyes and shakes his head, but his lips are practically puckered against the smile he’s trying to stifle.

“That’s fair.” Geum-jae chuckles, “Let me know if you two need anything. I’ll just be downstairs...”

With that, Yoongi pushes open the door and allows you to step inside before following behind you.

“Wow.” You whisper to yourself as you take in the scene before you.

The walls are painted a soft gray and surrounding only three sides of the bedroom. The fourth wall is made entirely of glass and given that the house rests upon a hill, you’re able to make out the skyline of the inner city. A giant four poster bed sits in the middle of the room, covered completely in a white duvet and three rows of pillows. Dark gray curtains sit on either side of the massive window as various muted colors accent the room in the form of a dresser, two nightstands and, a set of couches at the end of the bed.

Yoongi is silent behind you as he sets the bags down at the entrance of the room. He pushes the door shut and allows his eyes to move over the space for a moment.

It's nice, he thinks, but he can’t find himself to be very impressed.

He knows where this money comes from and, even though his brother is out of the crime sector now, it still feels strange to acknowledge his wealth.

Noticing his silence, you turn towards him, eyes tracing over the features of his face to assess his mood.

With a slight and subconscious pout, he looks at you, his body seemingly full of a breath he wants to take.

“Do you want to lay down for a bit? I know you didn’t sleep on the plane.”

At your offer, he seems to deflate slightly, lips turning up at the corners, “I think I want to shower first...”

Immediately, you nod with an encouraging smile, “Yeah go shower babe, I’ll just-”

He interrupts you, sticking his hand out and flexing his fingers in a grabbing motion, “Come with me.”

His offer makes you giggle, “You want me to shower with you?”

Yoongi closes the distance between you, using his grabby hands to lock onto your hips, “No, I meant like come with me as in come watch me...yes I want you to shower with me.”

Your laughter heightens as you pinch his side, causing him to recoil before chuckling.

“You’re such a punk today...” You scold.

Yoongi simply chuckles warmly as he kisses the side of your head, the tone of his voice lowering significantly, “That usually means something to you doesn’t it?”

It does.

It usually means he’s having trouble vocalizing his needs and, he’s in need of attention. And the type of attention is usually a specific brand.

And it usually comes with a little bit of pain.

However, you don’t think it’s a good idea to indulge that side of Yoongi’s desires at the moment because, his emotions aren’t fully organized. You know the talk with his brother is causing him a lot of stress and, as much as you liked to wreck his body right now- you know it’s best to wait until later.

That doesn’t mean you can’t take care of him though...

“Come on-” You urge him, grabbing his hand and practically running towards the bathroom, “Let's get you clean, king.”

He laughs, stumbling into the bathroom which is just as nice and similarly colored as the room.

“I’m a king now?”

His question goes over your head as you notice the ridiculously oversized bathtub in the center of the room. Biting your lip, you turn towards him and point at it.

“Do you want to take a bath instead? The shower looks amazing and all but- this thing literally looks like a jacuzzi.”

Yoongi eyes it curiously, his teeth finding his bottom lip, looking a little apprehensive, “How would you want to sit in it though? I kinda uh- I kinda thought maybe we could stand under the water for a bit together, like last time...”

He wants you to hold him.

He’s not going to say it but, he needs it.

Like really bad.

You can see his nerves creeping into his posture so, you decide to act quickly before he somehow convinces himself that he’s being too needy.

Looking around the room, you spot a few things that could aid in his relaxation: candles, bubble bath, a neatly folded pile of fluffy gray towels...

“I’ll show you.” You assure him, “Close your eyes really quick- no peeking. I have a plan...”

Yoongi looks at you, suspicious all over his face, “I’m scared.”

Giggling, you raise your brows for emphasize, “Oh you should be-”

He can’t help but smirk at your tone despite the anticipation swimming in his gut. He trusts you though so, instead of arguing- he shuts his eyes.

Shuffling around the bathroom, you set things up in record time, turning the water on, pouring the rose scented bubble bath beneath the stream, and lighting a few candles along the ivory counter. Yoongi maintains his smirk the entire time, folding his arms across his chest, stifling his desire to make a snarky comment.

“Alright,” You sigh, dusting your hands off, “Ta daaaaa.”

Yoongi opens his eyes, blinking a few times before taking in the scene in front of him. It changes his smirk into a grin really quickly as his cat-like eyes flit over to you.

“Are you planning on sacrificing me?” He quips, nodding to the candles.

Snorting, you roll your eyes, “If you keep talking shit, I just might-” You threaten, laughter forming on the tail end of your sentence, “Get naked...”

Yoongi snickers, his face full of satisfaction as his finger tuck beneath his hoodie to tug it over his head. The two of you undress in a small bout of silence and attempt to sneak glances at one another’s naked form.

“I’m going to get in first and then you’re going to sit in front of me, between my legs...” You explain, trying not to shiver as the cool air of the bathroom begins to grow uncomfortable.

His brows raise, “Between your legs?” He confirms, “Say no more...”

Once again, your eyes are rolling but this time, there is a smile on your lips as you move to take your spot beneath the warmth of the water. Yoongi has to take a deep breath as he watches you, his emotions brewing dangerously beneath the surface at the sight of the woman he loves.

He still doesn’t fully understand it.

He is still meet with endless confusion when he starts to think about why you’ve chosen to be with him but, he knows better now than to question it.

You have your reasons, he thinks, and he has a million of his own.

Looking up from beneath the mountain of bubbles, you pat the top of them, looking at him expectantly, “Come here.”

He grabs the hand that you extend towards him, balancing himself on it whilst he steps into the tub. Modestly, he turns his body away from you for a second so he’s able to bend down before pivoting beneath the water and settling against your chest. The bathtub is big enough for the water to go past his shoulders and, he feels his entire body relax once he feels your body against his.

“Comfy?” You check, draping your arms across his chest.

Yoongi nods, his head leaning back and resting against your left shoulder. Once it lands there, you turn and kiss his temple which then prompts one of his hands to reach up rest on yours. Silently, you place a few more kisses against his hairline, allowing him to decompress however he wants to, not wanting to pressure him into talking about anything.

And he doesn’t, at least not for a while.

The only sounds between the two of you are the dribbling of water from the faucet and the low whisper of breathing. Every so often, you kiss his temple, just so he knows that he isn’t alone.

“Seeing my brother is really difficult.” He mumbles, eyes still closed, hand still on top of yours, “Even just seeing his face- it brings back a lot of memories.”

You nod, “I can imagine- especially since it’s been so long.”

Yoongi sighs, his eyes fluttering open and honing in on the ceiling, “I haven’t seen him since I was 18. He came to Sejin’s place just before I moved in with Namjoon. He tried to talk to me to let me know that he was leaving the business but, I barely said anything. I was too angry at him.”

Using your free hand, you rub softly at his chest under the water, silently encouraging him to continue.

“He never helped me when my father would-” He takes a deep breath through his nose, his throat bobbing as he swallows on the exhale, “the time I told you about, when my father hit me...that wasn’t the only time. It happened often towards the end.”

Your eyes shut momentarily, the pain of Yoongi being harmed stinging your heart like a shot.

“I’m so sorry.” You whisper, kissing his temple again.

Yoongi’s face turns slightly into your lips, his hand squeezing over yours, “Don’t be. It was a long time ago. I held onto my disappointment in him for a while until I realized something: the only reason my father every laid his hands on me and not Geum-jae hyung was because, I stood up to him.”

“Geum-jae hyung never did and, I think he still carries that regret to this day. I can see it all over his face...” His voice is so low now that it barely makes it above a whisper, his eyes seemingly elsewhere. “Is it wrong that I feel like- like I didn’t just come here to save Sejin’s studio?”

You shake your head, “Not at all...”

He swallows again and takes another deep breath through his nose, “It’s hard you know- during winter break especially; everyone would leave campus and go home for the holidays...and I never knew where to go. For the first two years at school, I spent Christmas alone until Namjoon’s mom finally called me and told me that if I didn’t come back with him, that she was going to make him sleep outside.” He chuckles, smirking slightly at the memory.

Your heart fills with despair then. You didn’t piece it together that Yoongi would have stayed behind during the holiday season. There was so much to unpack from the tragedy that he’s endured; it didn’t even cross your mind.

“Namjoon’s mom was right to threaten you-” You affirm but then you shake your head, “I don’t think there could be a wrong reason to come here. You deserve to have whatever kind of closure or healing that you need.”

“I wish I knew what I needed...” He admits, licking his lips before turning towards you, his brown eyes holding all the emotions he can’t vocalize, “I wish everything was as easy as this.”

Following suit, you turn your head so that you’re facing him, “So do I. But I’ll always be here through all the not-so-easy stuff.”

Yoongi smiles then, soft and sweet, delivering a kiss to match. He relaxes into you, brushing his tongue along the inside of your lip just for a moment before pulling away.

“I love you Y/N.”

“I love you too Yoongi.”

Eventually, you both got out of the bathtub and into the shower so, that you were able to get clean properly. After a few hours of catching up on missed calls/texts and relaxing, Yoongi gets a text from his brother saying that dinner would be ready in 15 minutes.

Geum-jae had the finest BBQ in the city delivered and prepared right in his dining room. Banchan lined the center of the table, slabs of meat were grilled one right after the other until the three of you tapped out.

It passed easier than you thought it would. Yoongi and Geum-jae relaxed in the face of a meal, the conversation flowing effortlessly between them as if no time had passed. It was a touching sight to see and, you hoped that it meant their discussion would come out easier.

You take your leave after you help clean up, thanking Geum-jae for the incredible food and, letting Yoongi know that you’d be up in the room checking on something for school if he needed anything.

Which was a total lie but, you needed an excuse to leave them alone for a bit.

Yoongi feels his heartbeat pick up a bit as he watches you leave the room, the realization of what was coming finally hitting him.

“Hyung-” He wants to rip the band aid off. “Is it alright if we talk for a moment?”

Geum-jae raises his brows at the switch in languages and nods immediately, gesturing to the table, “Of course. Can we sit here? Or would you rather talk in the living room?”

Yoongi shakes his head, “Here is fine.” He sits back down in his original seat and, rubs his palms against his jeans.

Geum-jae takes a seat across from him, gazing expectantly at his younger brother, “What did you want to talk about?”

Despite Yoongi’s anxiety, he understands that being to the point would be the most effective way to communicate. He wasn’t sure if any past issues would come up but, right now his concern was on Sejin.

“I know that I told you I needed your help with something but-” Yoongi begins, “It isn’t me who needs your help exactly...it’s Sejin.”

Geum-jae purses his lips, his hands coming out to clasp rest on the table, “Is he alright?”

“The landlord for the studio he runs is increasing his rent again and, he doesn’t have the money to keep it open...” Yoongi’s explanation gets a little rushed as he gets more and more nervous, “I have some money in savings to help out with rent for the next few months but, it’s not enough to keep it open long term and-”

Geum-jae cuts him off, “Tell Sejin to call me. I will send a team to his location to sort everything out. It wouldn’t be a bad building to purchase but if Sejin is willing- then maybe he can look at other properties and I’ll have the money wired over to him.”

Yoongi can’t hide the shock on his face, “Wait- are you serious?”

“Of course. Sejin is one of my dearest friends. I owe him a lot for what he’s done over the years.”

In this moment, regret washes over Geum-jae's face, his eyes reaching out to Yoongi’s in hopes that he understands what he’s alluding to.

And obviously, he does.

“Why didn’t you just call me?” Geum-jae continues, tilting his head to get a better look at Yoongi’s expression, trying to read him, “I’ve always told you that if you ever needed anything-”

“I haven’t talked to you in 8 years hyung, I wasn’t just going to call and ask you for a favor.”

Geum-jae nods, his face tightening with solemnity, “I understand.” A brief moment of silence passes between the two of them before a sigh comes from Geum-jae, “There is so much I want to say to you Yoongi, I don’t even know where to begin...”

Yoongi stays quiet.

He doesn’t know either.

He just knows that the only way to get rid of the heaviness in his chest is to talk about it.

“I suppose I could start with an apology.” Geum-jae concludes, shaking his head as a light scoff leaves his lips, “I could never find the words to express how much regret and shame I feel inside. I could never explain how sorry I am for not protecting you, for not being a better example, for not having a backbone, for being selfish...I was blinded by greed. I couldn’t see what was in front of me.”

Yoongi swallows back his emotion, dreading the way his eyes begin to sting.

Geum-jae continues, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment, “I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness. I just want to apologize and tell you that, even though I played no part in the man you’ve become, I am incredibly honored to call you my brother.”

It isn’t easy but, Yoongi manages to contain the tears that desperately want to fall from his eyes. His chest tightens as he hears his brother’s words. He wades through all the bitterness he feels towards him, allowing himself to feel the full force of his approval.

“I forgave you a long time ago.” Yoongi swallows, avoiding direct eye contact with him, “I just wish I understood your actions. You were my hyung, I thought you would have protected me and-” Yoongi blinks away the tears as quickly as he can, “and I still haven’t been able to accept the fact that you didn’t...”

Geum-jae shakes his head, “I wanted to protect you. I just didn’t know how- I was scared of him too. You had more courage than I did. It doesn’t excuse my actions but, it’s the truth.”

Suddenly, he reaches out and places his hand overtop of Yoongi’s, a pleading expression on his face, “That’s why you got out. That’s why you have a life. You have friends, you’re about to graduate university and, you have Y/N...” Geum-jae's voice breaks at the end, “Because of your strength, you finally found happiness.”

Yoongi looks at his hand, observing the evidence of his life present on his skin. Scars, burns, callouses, needle marks...

“Are you saying that you haven’t?” He asks, still not meeting his brother’s eyes.

“I’m not even close.”

Finally, the two meet each other's gaze. For a moment, they just stare, glistening eyes to glistening eyes. Overcome with years of repressed emotions, fueled by the desperate need to try and break the cycle, they wordlessly convey an unspoken emptiness.

They have missed each other so much.

“I am here now.” Geum-jae promises, the first tear dangerously close to falling, “Hyung is here if you’ll have him. I want to be in your life but, I understand if you want nothing to do with me.”

Yoongi blinks now, and the tears land upon his cheeks, “You’re my hyung...” And it really is a desperate proclamation, “...you’ll always be my hyung...”

The chair screeches against the tile, causing Yoongi to jump in his seat until he realizes what his brother is doing. Rounding the table, stands to the side of Yoongi with open arms and his own tears atop his cheeks.

He eyes him for only a few seconds before standing up suddenly and accepting Geum-jae into his arms. The two of them seem to collapse against one another. Yoongi breaks down and sobs in the arms of his older brother.

Just as he would have when they were young.

When times were hard and he could take shelter behind the one person who made him feel safe, the first person who ever showed him love.

“I’m so sorry Yoongi-ah.”

His words cause Yoongi to squeeze his eyes shut as he nods against the expensive fabric of his brother’s dress shirt, “I know.” He sniffles and pats his back, “I know you are.”

Meanwhile...

You’ve been upstairs, straightening up the bedroom and trying to pass the time without worrying excessively about your boyfriend’s well-being.

Which turns out to be impossible...

Cleaning around the room/bathroom only takes you about 20 minutes before your flopping onto the massive bed and, pulling out your phone. Scrolling through Tik Tok, you hope for a substantial distraction and, lucky for you- one arrives.

But, it isn’t on Tik Tok...

Jungkook: So you know Jimin right...

The text from Jungkook confuses you as you’re pretty sure it's like the middle of the night back home and, it’s not like him to text you outside of the group chat.

You: I have heard of him yes

You: Isn’t he like your boyfriend or something?

Jungkook: ha ha

Jungkook: about that

Jungkook: what if he wasn’t my boyfriend anymore?

Your eyes widen and, you immediately sit up in bed and hover anxiously over your phone.

You: !!! WHAT DO YOU MEAN

Jungkook: shhhhhh don’t yell

Jungkook: my future fiance is sleeping...

You’re about ready to get on a flight back home to kick his ass before your vision focuses on the word he’s just sent.

You: excuse me

You: YOU’RE WHAT ???????????

Jungkook: …

Jungkook: What did I just tell you smh

You: *whispers* WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT JUNGKOOK

Jungkook: -____-

Jungkook: can I call

You: ?????? Obviously!!!!

Seconds later, Jungkook’s name illuminates your screen.

“Good evening,” He begins calmly, “I’m having a panic attack...”

You giggle, “What’s going on????”

“Well you see- I am in love with Park Jimin and I fear it may be terminal.”

“Terminal huh? Is that how you describe a lifelong partnership with your one true love?”

“...yes.”

“Jungkook,” You urge him through your laughter, “What is going on?”

You hear him sigh, “I think I’m going to ask Jimin to marry me.”

Squealing, you jump up on your knees, “Wait seriously?! Jungkook!”

“Yah! Don’t yell at me! This is all your fault!”

“My fault??? How is this my fault?”

“Well technically I guess- it's Yoongi’s fault because, he’s the one that convinced me to get in touch with my feelings or whatever- either way, I am STILL the victim. And now I want to be with him forever and it’s disgusting...”

You flop back against the pillows and laugh again, “If Jimin knew this was how you were telling people you were proposing, he would kill you.”

He doesn’t hesitate, “He’s going to kill me either way Y/N...it’s bad- the other day, he sent me a selfie and, I had heart palpitations for like 15 minutes.”

“If your man doesn’t give you heart palpitations then, that isn’t your man.” You conclude.

“Y/N...” Jungkook whines now, sounding very much like the boy you met back in middle school.

“Jungkook...” You whine back causing him to finally chuckle on the other end of the line.

“I’m scared...”

“I know but, you and Jimin are so perfect for each other, there is no way that this wouldn’t work out.”

“More perfect than you and Yoongi?” He teases, reverting back to being a little shit.

And his question makes you scoff, “Oh sweetheart- obviously not. But second place isn’t bad!”

He laughs now and it’s the full bellied sound that you love hearing.

“You really think we’re perfect together?”

Despite his inability to see you, you smile at his need for validation,

“Duh. You two are literally soulmates.”

Jungkook is quiet on the other line but when he speaks again, you can hear the giddiness in his voice, “Ok so...will you help me then???”

Back downstairs, Yoongi and Geum-jae are sat at the bar in front of the window that faces his backyard. As he predicted, the rain came back in full force and is now propelling itself against the clean glass. After their emotional encounter in the dining room, Geum-jae suggested that they have a drink together and relax for a moment.

He had poured each of them a glass of wine, ensuring not to fill his glass up too much.

“Your girlfriend is a wonderful woman; you made a good choice.”

At the mention of you, Yoongi’s lips twitch, his eyes watching the droplets of water chaotically race down the window, “Thank you. But, it was her who chose me, I’m still working out exactly why.”

Geum-jae chuckles, “I see you’re still selling yourself short ah? Did you two meet at school?”

Yoongi smirks, “Yeah, we met 6 months ago in my psychology class. She was my partner on our final project.”

“Ah.” He nods, “Things blossomed that way then?”

Yoongi’s heart throbs a bit as his brain begins its recollection of his time with you.

So much has happened during your relationship, he forgets that he hasn’t known you all his life.

It certainly feels like he has.

“Yeah.”

Geum-jae chuckles, “You’re so reserved about her.”

Yoongi knows what he means. In the Min family, you always say things as they are. You don’t sugarcoat your sentiments and you definitely don’t play coy.

“I can’t help it-” He admits, and he can feel the heat on his cheeks now, “I find it difficult to talk about her...”

His brother bites his bottom lip, unable to help how endeared he is, “Can I ask why?”

Yoongi leans his cheek against the palm of his hand, still focusing on the rain, “It’s overwhelming.”

Geum-jae seems to understand but he chuckles anyway, “Do you plan on marrying her?”

His question hangs in the air for a moment. Yoongi’s brain once again travels elsewhere, and he is bombarded with images of you walking down the aisle. He has to take a deep breath as he forces the thoughts out of his head; he’s cried enough this evening.

“I would marry her tomorrow.”

Geum-jae's laughter increases now but now it bubbles over his lips in an excited fashion.

“Yahhhh! Look at that eh?” He congratulates him, “It’s safe to say you’re off the market for good then? Because I have a few of my friends who have been asking about you.”

This finally makes Yoongi laugh as he turns towards him, “That’s flattering.” He means it too but, he speaks the next set of words with all of the conviction he can muster, “There is no one else for me though.”

Geum-jae grins proudly and with a raise to his brows, he lifts his glass, “Well, let’s drink to that then.”

The clinking of crystal signifies so much. For now though, Yoongi allows it to represent the future and, all of the possibilities it may bring.

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