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[liveyun]

die with a smile | jjk

pairing. Jeon jungkook x fem/gn reader

genre. neighbours au, fluff, slice of life, light humor, slow-burn

rating. pg

warnings. late-night karaoke, mild annoyance, OC being conflicted and awkward, unspoken feelings, lots of staring at Jungkook (because who wouldn’t), implied military enlistment, OC lowkey simping (let’s be honest), “english isn’t my first language,” + not proofread, yearning . . .

wc. 1.7k +

🎧 die with a smile | bruno mars and lady gaga

The third night of incessant singing is where you finally draw the line.

You sit at your tiny kitchen table, surrounded by papers, half-drunk cups of tea, and the beginnings of a tension headache.

From the apartment next door, his voice—smooth, clear, and . . . warm — reaches you in a wave of melodies. He’s been singing for nearly two hours now, moving seamlessly from upbeat pop songs to heart-wrenching OSTs — with such ease and precision, you nearly feel both envy and frustration at how good he is and how he’s giving you his free performance at 3 AM.

You would’ve been impressed if you weren’t one sleepless night away from filing a formal complaint.

Your walls are thin. Your apartment is small. Every belt, falsetto, and perfectly sustained note crashes into your eardrums. You’ve stuffed pillows over your ears, slammed doors, and even loudly coughed against your shared wall, hoping he’d get the hint — but the man next door seems tireless . . . like a karaoke marathon champion who’s going to audition for the next survival show over some drinks at a restaurant.

Tonight’s song finishes with a flourish, and you hear a muffled sound of giggles — his own, perhaps — through the walls.

“Unbelievable,” you mutter under your breath, aggressively thumbing through your phone. Your irritation fuels you as you type up a complaint email for the building management, every sentence laced with righteous annoyance. You don’t think you’d care if they have any errors. You pause for a moment, fingers hovering over the send button.

“Maybe it’s just one of those guys. Moved in a month ago, right?” The voice of the kind old lady with her cute cat from the next block pops into your head. Earlier that day in the park, she’d casually informed you that your mysterious, musically obsessed neighbor was on a brief four-day vacation. “Poor boy — been serving his time in the army and just came to rest a little. He sings, you know. A real singer.”

You’d blinked at her words. “Wha. . . singer? Like… famous?”

The lady had shrugged. “Famous or not, his voice is beautiful.”

You remember standing frozen on the sidewalk, feeling guilt bubble in your chest.

That’s why you don’t send the complaint.

The clock reads 3:49 AM when the familiar, too-loud melody begins once again.

This time, you snap.

Throwing on your cardigan, you march to your front door and storm into the dimly lit hallway. Standing outside his apartment, your fist hovers above the door, second-guessing yourself for a beat. But then you hear him laughing — a soft, boyish laugh — and irritation wins out. You knock twice, firm and loud.

The door opens.

You’re unprepared for the man on the other side.

He’s wearing a black beanie, tugged low over his forehead, and an oversized black T-shirt that falls to his elbows. Tattoos trail like brushstrokes down his arm, stark and beautiful against his skin. His large eyes blink at you in surprise, framed by lashes so unfairly long they could sweep the floor. The corners of his lips lift into an easy, almost mischievous smile, deep dimples appearing like magic.

You falter.

This isn’t fair. Someone who sings like that should not also look like this. He looks. . . cute. Boyish. Innocent. But so undeniably attractive that you have to clear your throat because now you’re hyper aware that this man is nearly towering over you.

“Uh…” Your frustration stutters as you search for words. “Hi. I, uh—I live next door. And it’s 4 AM.”

“Yeah?” His voice, now spoken rather than sung, is just as soft and warm as you imagined. He tilts his head, curiosity dancing in his expression, his eyes wide like boba. “Something wrong?”

You blink at him, feeling ridiculous now that you’re standing here. “It’s just…your singing. It’s, um, loud.”

“Oh!” His eyes widen, and he steps back as though caught red-handed. “I didn’t realize. I’m so sorry.”

The immediate sincerity in his voice makes you feel like you’ve kicked a puppy.

“It’s fine,” you add quickly, backpedaling. “It’s just…the walls here are thin, and I’m not. . . uh, I’m not really used to it.”

His smile returns, shy. “I get it. I’ve been singing too much, huh? I just…” He scratches the back of his neck, sheepish now. “I haven’t had time to unwind in a while. Didn’t mean to bother you.”

His honesty throws you off balance. You glance past him into his apartment, catching a glimpse of his karaoke setup—a small mic stand surrounded by crumpled lyric sheets and snack wrappers. And a big. . . calculator. . . .? The space is much bigger than yours but still homely, lit warmly in contrast to the sterile hallway.

“You…you’re really good, though,” you blurt out before you can stop yourself.

He looks surprised for a moment, before the edges of his smile soften. You don’t even know this guy, but his smile seems genuine. Sincere. “Thanks. . . That means a lot.”

Silence stretches between you. You’re suddenly acutely aware of how he’s gazing at you — like he’s studying you just as much as you’re studying him.

“You know,” he says at last, teasing but gentle, “I could sing quieter if you have any requests.”

You snort involuntarily, the tension breaking. “I think I’d rather you not sing at all.”

He laughs at that—a full, bright laugh that tugs at something in your chest. “Fair enough.”

. . . ♡ 🐰 ♡ . . .

To your surprise, he sticks to his word.

That night, his singing drops to a near whisper. You can still hear it faintly through the walls — although, the song is more of a soft rock, but his voice is soothing. Sweet. Strangely, it doesn’t bother you anymore.

If anything, you find yourself listening a little too intently, sleep now long forgotten as you find yourself smiling so widely that your cheeks hurt.

I, I just woke up from a dream

Where you and I had to say goodbye

And I don't know what it all means

But since I survived, I realized

The next morning, as you head out for coffee, you bump into him again in the hallway.

This time, he’s wearing the same beanie and a plain hoodie, duffle bag slung over his shoulder. He grins when he sees you, lifting a hand in greeting, but his grin doesn’t quite reach his eyes.

“Oh,” you say, stopping in your tracks. “You’re leaving?”

And there it is—that faint smile, shy yet playful, tugging at the corner of his lips. Except this time, he’s fidgeting with it, thumb grazing the skin as though he’s used to something being there. A piercing, maybe. Did he have one before? You hadn’t asked but for some reason, the gesture makes him look a little younger, a little more uncertain.

“Yeah,” he says softly, adjusting the strap of his bag. “Heading back.”

His voice carries none of the energy that used to spill through the thin walls, none of the stubborn joy that once kept you awake at night.

And somehow, it bothers you more than the loud singing ever did.

You shift awkwardly, trying to think of something to say—anything that doesn’t sound as silly as it feels in your head. “That’s… soon. I mean, it’s only been a few days.”

He chuckles lightly, the sound soft and self-deprecating. “Time flies, huh?” His thumb is at his lip again, a nervous habit that seems almost out of place on someone like him. “Guess I didn’t get to bother you enough before I left.”

“I didn’t hate it,” you blurt out before you can stop yourself. Your voice falters, quieter now. “The . . . singing, I mean.”

He looks at you then, really looks at you, his dark eyes catching yours in a way that makes your breath hitch. You try to read them, but you can barely even look at them — thanks to his beanie pulled low.

“Well,” he says after a pause, his voice low and warm, “I’m glad to hear that.”

He nods — and turns slightly, as if to leave, and your chest tightens. You open your mouth — hesitate — and then, before you can think twice, the word slips out.

Wherever you go, that's where I’ll follow

Nobody's promised tomorrow

“Wait.”

He stops immediately, turning back almost instantly with a flicker of hope in his gaze, like he’d been waiting for you to say it. His eyes seem to sparkle, a boyish anticipation lighting his features, and you feel your stomach twist.

Your hands feel clammy as you extend one awkwardly. “Uhh, I— I never introduced myself. I’m ____.”

He stares at your outstretched hand for a moment before breaking into the kind of grin that crinkles the corners of his eyes. The kind of grin that could make you forget the world for a moment.

“Jungkook,” he says simply, taking your hand in his. His grip is warm, firm, and entirely too brief, but it leaves a strange warmth spreading through you. His hands are slightly rough - but they feel pleasant. “Hi again.”

You nod, feeling a little silly but unable to pull your gaze from his. For a second, your chest tightens with an inexplicable urge to step closer, to wrap your arms around him. . .

Wait. Where did that come from?

So I’ma love you every night like it's the last night

Like it's the last night

But before you can really think of what you’re thinking — he lets go of your hand, stepping back with another small smile.

“Well, I should go,” he says, voice soft but final. His grin lingers, playful but tinged with something else, something quieter. “Take care, ____.”

He turns, and then he’s really gone. Leaving you standing in the hallway with your hand still half-raised, the warmth of his touch lingering like a ghost against your skin, the muscle near your left eye twitching and a weird feeling wrapping around your chest.

When you finally retreat to your apartment, the silence feels impossibly loud.

You sink onto your couch, hugging a pillow to your chest, and wonder if his hand had felt as warm as yours had—or if it’s just your imagination playing tricks on you.

If the world was ending, I’d wanna be next to you

If the party was over and our time on Earth was through

I’d wanna hold you just for a while and die with a smile

If the world was ending, I’d wanna be next to you

[operation-cursed-sweet-tooth]

Easy there, Flit…I know it’s not a pretty scene… but we have to be here to assess what exactly happened here…

Holy shit….

W-what the-?!?! I knew the case was gonna be dark but…oh god-!

You…didn’t see the case file..?

No!? There was a case file!? Why didn’t anyone show me!!? …Maybe Ma didn’t want me to see it…she’s the one who told me to follow you after all…

Ma?

Yeah… Aunt Arctic- she told me that I had to follow you today for training since Guy had already been told to go to the scene… but I still didn’t expect this!! I’m gonna hurl…

Huh? Oh…Rookie…Ace… you both made it, that’s a relief- didn’t know how much longer I’d be able to keep Flit here calmed down…but I do believe this fell was your partner for the day, Ace

Shh…you’re fine- just stop staring at it-

Ace, if you could, perhaps…uh… take a full look at the scene here…maybe pick one of the labeled sections here for you to look further into….maybe you can figure something out before our expert gets here…

Body

Antlers

Paw prints

Ear tear

I’m here if you have any extra questions…but I…don’t exactly know what all happened here either, that’s why we’re here after all…PH is supposed to show but she uh…must be running late…

All I ask is that you don’t touch anything….we may need to get more samples for Gary later….with that fur reader thing perhaps? Or DNA contraption of his…thing that helped us find out about Herbert…

And Rookie… please look around elsewhere for anything we might’ve missed…once PH gets here it should hopefully be easier….just again don’t touch anything-

Whichever gets the most votes will go first. Highest amount of votes down to least amount votes.

[sierrawr]

Summary: Your secretary, Soobin, failed for the first time in his task that you assigned to him. It sparks your rage, and he is shocked to learn that you knew his past history and relation with the infamous Korean-Italian mafia, Vincenzo Cassano.

TEASER | TEASER 2 | CHAPTER 1 | CHAPTER 2 | CHAPTER 3 | CHAPTER 4 | CHAPTER 5

Pairing: Attorney! Reader X Undercover Police! Jay Cameo: Secretary! Soobin Genre: Thriller, mystery, slow-burn, Kdrama spin-off Triggered Warning!: None Word Count: 1196 Words Inspired by: Kdrama "Why Her?" and "Siren" by Taeyeon Song Recommendations: "Adrenaline" by Aalia (Vincenzo OST)

You stared at the file that Soobin just handed to you a few moments ago before you let out a heavy sigh. You can’t deny the fact that Soobin, who is standing straight in front of your office desk, has always shown a great effort and excellent job when it comes to tracking and getting information of someone regardless of their social status and private life. However, you also can’t believe that for the first time in the history of 3 years since he has been working for you, he failed to complete the task that you gave him.

“I’m sorry, Serena 님. Please do punish me as your heart wishes. I have failed you this time after all.”

Soobin bowed to you as he admitted his failure to carry the task of searching the 2019 hit and run victim’s background.

“That’s bullshit Soobin. You have never failed a task and a mission from me or my father before. Are you sure you are still on our side? It’s been 10 years since you knew my family and you have worked for me for 3 years already. I wouldn’t be surprised if you turned out to be a backstabber. You better come clean right here and right now before I found something else that you might hide from me,”

You can't understand why it is so hard to obtain the information of the victim since her social status is not that impressive. This is because you have a vivid memory about what she wore on that night of the accident, which is a convenience store uniform. Based on your theory, considering the fact that she was 16 years old, you assumed that she was most likely a part-time worker of the convenience store where came from before the accident happened, according to your knowledge.

Soobin remains calm and stands very still as ever, but his sharp eyes can't hide the hurt that penetrates deep inside of him to the core. You noticed that very well, but you won’t take any risk of him being a betrayer to you and your family. There is nothing that you can do but to accuse and threaten him just a few seconds ago. And as if it’s not enough, you even questioned his status of loyalty towards you and your father.

“I know my place and understand your point of view regarding this matter, and you are disappointed that I failed to perform well in that task. Therefore, I am prepared to take your blame and did not hesitate to receive any punishment from you. However, when you are doubtful of my unconditional loyalty and undying support towards you, Chairman Yang, and the Young Group, I must say that I am deeply hurt and upset by your accusations and careless remarks.”

As if water is being splashed in your face, the realization of you going overboard with your accusations instantly came afterwards. It makes you look away from his eyes and cup your face out of embarrassment, and you are ashamed of yourself for being irrational and making an immature way of thinking just now.

“I’m sorry, Soobin, I- I don’t know what’s going on inside my mind, and I don't feel like myself at all ever since the news of the case reopening broke out.”

Your eyes almost teared up again, just like the moment when you saw the news had been covered everywhere and anywhere in the whole South Korea. With a stoic expression, you mustered up a little bit of courage to look at his eyes after what just happened.

“Also, I know I have said this before, but if there’s anyone that can downgrade you, that person can only be me. Not even my father can do that to you. Don’t you dare forget that even without the Choi’s connection with the Yang family, you too have so much power just like us, Consigliere Soobin.”

You smirk, seeing that his pupils dilated. Of course, it is surprising to Soobin that you knew about him being a consigliere of a Korean-Italian family, the Cassano especially their sole heir, Vincenzo Cassano who used to be his former boss, before he works for you and your family at the moment. You were trying to think of ways that can make your father, Chairman Yang, change his mind about assigning Soobin to work under you.

However, you found a shocking discovery about that fact of him. Thus, you stopped bothering your father about Soobin’s recruitment and agreed to take him as your secretary and right-hand man. That’s also why the Choi was desperate for the help from your family in order to conceals Soobin’s relation with the well-known mafia family considering the fact that your family has such influence and power over laws in the South Korea especially in the city of Seoul and Jeolla Province with 2 of its cities, Gwangju and Mokpo.

That’s why the Choi family and the Yang family go way back, be it in the matter of good days or bad days. Even so, the Choi did not state about that part of Soobin to any of your family members, including your father. That means only you know the secret that Soobin has been keeping all this time, and he had no idea that you knew about that until now.

“I do not just agree to have someone working for me for no reason, I must know every single damn thing about them first thing first. If you are that ordinary, you wouldn’t be here or survive from the first day you started working for me.”

Soobin nods his head, and you sense that he is acting a bit stiff and tense after you mentioned that you knew his secret. He is looking everywhere but you and let out an awkward cough to probably cover up the nerve-wrecking atmosphere to him at the very least.

“So my punishment is my secret being exposed to Chairman Yang isn’t it?”

He asked, finally looking at your face. You chuckled and twirled your office chair that you are seated on currently.

“No, why would I do that when it’s fun to mess around with you sometimes? I assure you that no one of my family members will ever know about this, I’ll give you my promise on that one. As for your punishment.. I will delay it first and let you know about that when I have decided what to do with you.”

You said as you picked up your YSL handbag. Soobin immediately fixes his blazer as part of his habit every time he sees you getting up from your office seat.

“Are you going somewhere? You don’t have any appointment for today, though.”

Your expression is unreadable to Soobin, and he feels uneasy knowing how you can act really impulsive and unpredictable sometimes.

“I’m meeting someone. I might have dinner as well. You don’t have to follow me because I will drive myself. Just make sure to try anything to get the victim’s background information. You must succeed no matter what. Use everything and anything that you have. Including your connection with Cassano.”

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Notes: Starting from chapter 3 onwards, it would be a background story for each character starting from Soobin. Each story contains a hidden hint or a clue to the incident. Try to find the clues from each background.

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[burnwater13]

Grogu Story links in AO3

A few people have asked and at least one very recently, if I had something that could show the timeline of all the stories I write with my OC Ta'lan Bet and of course with Grogu and Din Djarin. So here it is. Sort Of.

The first list shows the Ta'lan Bet stories. I have written more content for her, I just haven't posted it. If you want to see them, let me know. Not all of her content is for general consumption.

Then a Mandalorian story of how the Darksaber was brought back to the Jedi Temple. It was a request from another reader. I have more like it if you want to read them. Let me know and I will post them.

Then I have the stories that involve Grogu, Din Djarin and Ta'lan Bet. They are shown in order. These are set after the events of the TV series (so far) and cover a lot of territory.

Finally, finally, if you have a story suggestion, or think an existing story could use another chapter, or you need an explainer, let me know. There is a file that provides some background for Ta'lan Bet, the Brethren, Seb, etc.

I will post a list of links to the other content when I have more time. I still have to write somethings today.

This is the Way!

Ta’lan Bet Stories

When Ta'lan Bet meets the Mandalorian on Ordo(1,592 words) 

Ta'lan Bet Gains and Loses a Partner (6,335 words) 

Ta'lan Bet Travels to Corellia to Pick up Some Armor(15,715 words) 

Ta'lan Bet Meets Maz Kanata and The Mandalorian on Takodana (17,200 words) 

The Last Time Din Djarin Met Mira Ost (6,804 words) 

When Fennec Shand met Mira Ost (1,719 words) 

Mandalorian Stories:

Returning the Darksaber - A Mandalorian Tale(20,964 words) 

Grogu Stories in a timeline w/ Ta’lan Bet (Mira Ost)

How Grogu met Ta'lan Bet (23,331 words) 

1

Grogu Has Questions (17,024 words) 

2

Ta'lan Bet takes Din Djarin and Grogu to Krownest(49,569 words) 

3

Bounties R Us (755 words) 

4

Grogu watches the clouds float by (1,390 words) 

5

Grogu meets Ben Solo (31,080 words) 

6

Grogu and Din Look for a new ship (5,306 words) 

7

Grogu and The Mandalorian Visit Tzura (5,474 words) 

8

Grogu Makes a 'Fresher (4,761 words) 

9

Fishing with Grogu (4,075 words) 

10

Grogu and Din Build a Treehouse (13,592 words) 

11

Grogu and Din look for naming day presents (4,754 words) 

12

Grogu and Fennec Make a Move (4,721 words) 

13

Grogu Goes Pod Racing (35,150 words) 

14

Grogu and The Mandalorian go to Canto Bight (4,743 words) 

15

Grogu goes to the Beach with Boba Fett and Fennec Shand (6,286 words) 

16

Grogu has family time (9,705 words) 

17

Grogu sees his parents again (4,388 words) 

18

Grogu and Peli Barbecue Frogs? (2,838 words) 

19

Grogu and the Swear Jar (1,399 words) 

20

Grogu and the 'Swear' Garden (3,280 words) 

21

Grogu trains with Din Djarin (1,445 words) 

Grogu Stories (After Grogu meets Ta’lan Bet (Mira Ost))

22

Grogu and the Night of a Thousand Tales (8,549 words) 

23

Grogu and the Tooth Garden (1,891 words) 

24

Grogu Goes to the Annual Hoth Snow Festival (1,948 words) 

25

Grogu and the Egg (3,849 words) 

26

Grogu and Candy Shop (3,512 words) 

27

Grogu Visits Lothal Finally (19,345 words) 

28

Grogu Rides the Gravity Waves at Iego (2,992 words) 

29

Din makes Grogu Toothpaste (1,566 words) 

30

Grogu goes to the Sorgan Harvest Festival (9,417 words) 

31

Grogu shows Din Djarin how to Swim (17,455 words) 

32

Grogu's Mission to Endor (7,308 words) 

33

Grogu Meets the Monks of B'omarr (5,194 words) 

33.1

Grogu Runs Away (2,517 words) 

34

Grogu and Sqwak Catch a Mandalorian (2,992 words) 

35

Grogu Gets a Pair of Goggles (2,740 words) 

36

Grogu Meets the Dust Bunnies of the B'omarr (3,472 words) 

37

Grogu and the Water Sprites (2,898 words) 

38

Grogu Builds A Lightsaber (5,737 words) 

39

Din Djarin Gets the Flu (3,157 words) 

40

The Mandalorian Reads a Bedtime Story (1,586 words)  

41

Grogu goes to Coruscant (2,408 words) 

42

Cast of Characters in Ta'lan Bet and Grogu FanFic(1,187 words) 

[strykingback]

"Verification Confirmed. Unlocking File Now." The system computer would say showing up on the holographic screen before flashing a warning.

Please be advised. The following drabble does contain a video with gore, blood, zombie transformation and body horror. Reader discretion is advised.

______________

OST: Info Stream

Location: Brumel, Guangxians room. Time: 9:00 PM

Within Guangxian's room everything was as tidy and neat with his mind only focused on hacking into the Solitas Liberation LLC's servers as he muttered to himself constantly clacking away on his keyboard, while Hathor his drone would beep and whir around him before settling on his backpack in order not to break his concentration.

"Damn.... they must have some good counter hackers or that the firewall is just that damn good!" Guangxian said continuing to type away on his computer trying anything to break the code of the SL's (Solitas Liberation LLC's) servers, continuing to stop the counter hackers dead in their tracks until finally.

ACCESS GRANTED.

"Phew... about time. Lets see if we can find this location....of this base." Guangxian said typing away at it to see what he can find and thus lo and behold he found it. Opening up a file dubbed. "Last Bastion."

"Due to the unforseen events of a traitor who used a blizzard to his advantage killing not only some of our best but also claiming the lives of our dear friends and the leader of the Solitas Liberation LLC. We the board of Trustees have decided to elect [REDACTED NAME] as the new CEO who shall bring upon the glory of the Solitas Region and forcefully remove individuals who remain in the snowbrought hell and sit upon mounds of dust that other companies look at.

Due to our fears of that Sniper and the Atelier Paladins and the Atlesian Military we have decided to move to this location. as seen in your packets here."

"While the base is old and yet decrepit I can assure you that over the next few years it will become our home for the time being and will act as the new headquarters for the Liberation Front. As for now we must operate more closely in shadows... and thankfully our benefactors that being [REDACTED] and [REDACTED] are willing to cooperate with us for the time being. The location will only be known by the Board of Directors and the Higher Ranking Generals as its location is on Balder Island.... a bit away from that of Atlas but safe enough for them not to cross..... For now. We must prevent a disaster like that ever happening again especially with that mysterious sniper. A Shame that the man who sniped the sniper died soon after he landed the shot."

Thus the file read as Guangxian smirked as finally he had the info, now the only problem was what were they packing as the date read it was only a couple of years ago after Zek was recovering from his surgery..

"Zek is going to love this..." Guangxian said until finally something caught his attention the file name was labeled Project Immortalis.... curiosity never stopped Guangxian as he was a scientist and a hacker so what better way for it then to look. While he looked into the file.. and saw something shocking that these dates were just only recent and just a couple of months ago!

Guangxian might've hit the GOLDMINE of information as he looked around about Project Immortalis its inception, the test runs on animals.... and what he needed was now to see it to believe it as finally he found the video... of a poor Solitas Liberation LLC soldier.. being experimented on.

WARNING: Blood, Gore, Zombie Transformation INBOUND

This alone left Guangxian deeply disturbed... looking at both videos and realizing the results reading that the subject in that video suffered extreme dehydration, a high concentrated healing factor, increased strength, and even high core headache forcing them into paranoia...

Finally, Guangxian had to find out how many innocent people were subjected to such a thing. And to his horror he found out.... it was just no fifty civilians that included Zeks mother....it was something to throw him off.

The number was 149,999.... and Zeks mother would make it into one-hundred and fifty thousand as he looked through it thoroughly and found as much info as he could.... each becoming more disturbing than the last... all of which was leaving Guangxian more horrified... then finally one project video only scarred him the most.

"Guys.... I cant see anything... where are my eyes!!!!"

WARNING: Disturbing Image Down Below

All with a closeup of a former Atlesian soldier... whose eyes were missing and blood was dribbling down from it....

This alone made Guangxian quickly copy everything into a folder on a thumbdrive of his as he gritted his teeth with rage as he closed out of it and ending his little hacking spree....

"I have to tell Zek. NOW!!!!" Guangxian said with determination grabbing his jacket with Hathor included as he would leave his room and prepare himself not just to tell Zek but also the Director this mission was of high importance....

[rukimakino-heirofheart]

Alright, after cycling through three different audio players, and spending an hour trying to make a playlist that only contains music, doesn't have repeats, and won't bombard me with random nonsense, I can now carry out the meme.

10 Times The Points - Yachiyo Nanami (CV: Sora Amamiya)

There is a scene very early on in Magia Record, when Yachiyo and Iroha still don't know each other very well, where they get sidetracked from rumor-hunting because Yachiyo remembers that there's a sale today that gives 10x rewards points and goes off to buy groceries.

Later, the first half of the first arc got a musical adaptation, in which this scene was given a very silly musical number.

In the dubiously-canon anime, Yachiyo's original VA performs a cover of the musical number, and it can be heard in the background at the grocery store they're at. (Yachiyo was a model so the implication is that she diegetically sang a silly promo.)

Royal Knights' Debate - Takehiko Gokita

I'm going to be real, I don't think any individual track from the Digimon X-Evolution soundtrack particularly stands out as memorable, but the OST on the whole has immaculate vibes, and this is a good example of those vibes.

Fine With You - Vast Error Music Team

I've never heard the vast majority of the Vast Error soundtrack, actually? This is a bop, but it's a chiptune in an 8-bit style (4-channel pulse-width-modulation), and like all such chiptune, it would sound far better in a 16-bit style (YM2608/PC-98 style FM synthesis).

The Eternal Icy-Fire Century, Ragnarok - Keita Haga

The second map theme from Lostbelt 2!! Hell yeah!! I do really recommend giving the FGO soundtrack a listen if you haven't, it consists near-entirely of bangers straight from one of the Type-Moon OGs! (Keita Haga did the vast majority of the Tsukihime and FSN soundtracks.)

Requiem - Masaru Yokoyama

And now we have a Fate/Apocrypha track! To be honest, I don't really remember where this played, but the Apocrypha soundtrack was really good on the whole. (Sorry about the anime itself sucking. Hopefully someday volume 5 of the LN will be translated so English readers can experience the whole thing.)

The Crucible - Vast Error Music Team

I clearly gotta give VE a reread because I genuinely do not remember what this song is supposed to be representing. (Also, Snowbound Blood is complete now, so I can finally get around to it.) Song's very nice, an acoustic piano ensemble overlaid with FM-synth noise is a neat vibe that I've tried to make work before.

facing with the enemy - Yuki Kajiura

Case Files of Lord El-Melloi II is peak Kajiura. I'm pretty sure this one plays in one of the scenes in the Forest of Einnashe? It's a very experimental track, a real callback to her Mai-HiME days, and its excellence serves as a tangible reminder of the sheer midness of the Madoka soundtrack.

(And then I got jumpscared by the Adventure 02 eyecatch music, which is 10 seconds long and thus too short to count.)

Scarred for Life - Vast Error Music Team

Pretty solid metal. I like the synth line they have going on, although it does the 1maj thing wayyyyyy too much (you're not supposed to do that if you're still in the same key!!! the point is to use a chord that's vaguely in-key to form a bridge onto the 5maj of a new key!!!)

Stay with Nova - Maria Cadenzavna Eve (CV: Yoko Hikasa)

One moment while I go on the wiki to check the lyrics because this is an XDU song so I haven't heard it in its natural habitat :madoomed:

Hm. It's a pretty standard Maria song lyrically, but the tone is more pop-y than you normally see. (For the non-Symphogear-heads reading this, each magical girl's music has a distinct style. Hibiki has eurobeat, Chris has heavily distorted metal, and Maria normally has orchestral backing tracks.) Wonder what prompted this. Is XDU archived anywhere?????

(And then I got jumpscared by a group Climax Song, a ten-second voice clip that they bundle with the OST.)

Too Slow - Vast Error Music Team

The track art suggests this song is associated with Pozzol, who happens to be the member of the Alpocalypse that I have the least handle on characterization for. It's a nice vibe regardless. I feel like I'd probably have a stronger appreciation for it if I'd read Snowbound Blood.

Sadness ~The Biggest Dreamer~ - Michihiko Ohta

I'd complain about how much the Tamers soundtrack likes to use arranges of the OP, but the original instrumental BGM they have is generally not very good, so it honestly evens out.

Theme of Digimon Tamers - Takanori Arisawa

Hey speak of the devil it's an instrumental BGM track written for Digimon Tamers that isn't very good and feels unfitting for the show

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I think I lost count and did too many so I'm going to stop now

Tagging: @chloegettabeaaaaaaaaaaaaam @honouredsnakeprincess (i have very few mutuals who weren't tagged on the initial post)

Thanks for the tag @spentgladiator!

Shuffle your music, list the first 10 songs, then tag 10 blogs to do the same! (Commentary optional; I do it because I always do it)

I'll be shuffling my work playlist, which I keep on shuffle anyway.

OFFICIAL HIGE DANDISM - Mixed Nuts (SpyFam has one of the best OP's of all time with this banger)

Timmy Trumpet & Savage - Freaks (you can't fool me; that's a trombone not a trumpet)

Simon & Garfunkel - Scarborough Fair

Violent Femmes - Blister in the Sun (yes I added it because of LIS: True Colors what of it)

Cascada - Everytime We Touch (Yanou's Candlelight Remix) (enduring reminder of how Citrus permanently altered my brain chemistry)

K. Flay - Blood in the Cut (after I sang this at karaoke, a good friend of mine added it to his casual listening playlist, which is the highest compliment a karaoke performance of mine has ever gotten)

Nightwish - Last of the Wilds (Pro tip: if you're dating some one with mild auditory synesthesia, play this track for them. You'll thank me later.)

Irene Cara - What A Feeling (Speaking of rewriting my brain chemistry, guess who just learned that Irene Cara's big break was Fame (1980), a film that tells the fictional tale of a performing arts school in NYC that somehow only has one gay student)

Ninja Sex Party - Don't Fear The Reaper (I almost slept on the NSP cover albums like some kind of moron)

Rihanna - Shut Up And Drive (I don't care what anyone says Rihanna's sound is great)

I tag @drhegemony @finalgirl-nihilbliss (whom I hope will not judge me too harshly for the normie nature of this list 😅) @strawbearycordial @longroadstonowhere @rukimakino-heirofheart @ashhaven @eris-horn @starchygoodness @readasaur and @eldritchgray (and also anyone who wants to jump on this)

[myharshdixit]

How to get the OST Viewer freeware tool to open OST files?

Download OST Viewer freeware software to open and read OST file

I would like to discuss the excellent application OST Viewer freeware to read the OST files without any hassle. First of all, I would like to give a brief about Outlook then proceed to the software.

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When a user is using MS Outlook version 2013 or above with IMAP protocol.

When a user is using MS Outlook with the MS Exchange server and the cache mode enabled.

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OST file contains e-mails, tasks, notes, calendars, contacts, and journals.  Sometimes the Outlook can't access the OST file, this is only due to corrupted, damaged or orphaned OST file. These OST data get corrupted due to -

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**A glimpse of the mailbox:- **It shows the complete preview of the OST mailbox with the original folder hierarchy and rich text-formatting structure.

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Disco Elysium Fandom Masterpost

Decided to compile all the cool projects fans have made for Disco Elysium! This includes game resources, fan games, and fun collaboration events!

If you want to be notified of any updates, you can click on 'subscribe to conversation' for this post!

If you've got any corrections/updates/suggestions, reach out to let me know! ((Last updated: January 29th, 2023))

Game Information/Archives/Resources

Disco Elysium Wiki (Literally contains most everything you'd want to know about the game, including a ton of image resources)

FAYDE On-Air by Morgue, Pieartsy, and Sphinx111 (Search engine tool to easily find any in-game dialogue)

Disco Reader by xyrilyn + Guide on how to use it (Search engine AND text visualization tool. You can see the full dialogue trees as flowcharts)

Disco Elysium Explorer by Leerion + Github (Inspired by Disco Reader. It works much the same way but it ALSO includes the audio clips for every piece of dialogue!! + the text for every language released so far)

Disco Elysium Checklist compiled by MentalPrinciple0 (Includes all red/white checks, their difficulty level, all possible modifiers, as well as items, tasks, thoughts, and their modifiers)

Complete OST + Ambient Mix compiled by OnlySheStandsHere (Includes everything added for The Final Cut)

High Quality Full Map of Martinaise compiled by For Lack Of A Title

Map of Revachol West vectorized by freezebobs + svg file

Disco Elysium: Country/Cultural Mappings compiled by Limey (List of all the geographical places named in-game, what we know about them, and what some real-world parallels are)

Disco Elysium: A Timeline compiled by six and brenn (A complete timeline of every event mentioned in the game, from the creation of the universe to the events of The Hanged Man case)

Theoretical Entroponetics by 57sfinest (Everything we know about The Pale + OP's own theory)

Fanworks

Fandom Collaboration Projects

((since these are big collaboration projects, I unfortunately can't properly list the credits on this post. Make sure to check out the respective credit pages of the projects!! So many talented peeps!!!))

Disco Elysium Fan Colouring Book (SFW)

Disco Elysium Fan Colouring Book (NSFW) [[18+]]

Social media tag: #EspritDeCouleur

Fire Escape in The Sea Montage-Disco Elysium

Social media tag: #FEITSmontage

Disco Elysium Montage/Cleaning Out The Rooms

Social media tag: #COTRmontage

Disco Elysium Secret Santa 2022

Ao3 Collection

Bonus Round! Prompt List is open for anyone to fill if something grabs your interest!

Social media tag: #DESecretSanta2022

Disco Elysium Rarepair Fanworks Exchange

Ao3 Collection

Prompt List! Open for anyone to fill if something grabs your interest!

((There's no tag, everything is compiled on the twitter account. If you post anything new, make sure to @ the account to be RTed!))

Disco Elysium Tarot, the Major Arcana

Social Media tag: #DiscoTarot

An art challenge to recreate famous paintings into something Disco Elysium themed! Feel free to join in!

Social media tag: #DiscoElysiumArtClassic

Fan Games

After the Mind, the World Again by Pieartsy (TTRPG)

Disco Elysium: Game Boy Edition by BloodyStapler

Disco Dating by Slugandthorn, Capreola, Frankie, and Joe/BerlinChild (Visual Novel)

The Cryptokiller, project lead Arthur Stahlschmidt (Visual Novel) ((Make sure to check the itch.io page for a full list of the team!!))

Mystery Miniaturist by Jasmine "Katy133" Osler (Visual Novel) ((Make sure to check the itch.io page for the full list of credits!!))

WE GOT A CODE 31 by Slugandthorn (Dancing Penguin Kim. WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY!!)

Mini Mini Disco by OinkOink!Studio (a collection of mini-games! The links on the main page might be broken, so here they are just in case:

Nod match with Kim

Pretty Jean Jean

Beg Money)

Disco Elysium: Signature Skill Selection by FeigningIntelligence (Take this quiz and find out what your signature skill is!)

Twine Games/Fics

Re-Hearsed by Apepers

Requiem for the Apostle by Alphawave

Sweeter Kind of Fire [[18+]] by Kawa

Disco Elysium: Insomnia [[18+]] by mouseoverlord, Booboboobo, cyaber5, LoveSplean, and Aila

One Day in Jamrock [[18+]] by CeaserAmarelo

Fan Skins

((Want to write a fic/make a game that looks like Disco Elysium? These cool peeps got you covered!))

Disco Days Workskin by abyssalcaptain (Ao3)

Disco Elysium Workskin by Cunticuss (Ao3)

Disco Elysium Twine Macros by Apepers and Pieartsy (Twine)

Disco Elysium Framework for Ren'Py by Katy133 (Ren'Py)

Misc.

Disco Elysium Mods

Disco Elysium Item Card Creator by ColorfulTie (fun lil tool to create your own items with stats in the style of the game)

Disco Elysium fan music by Aila :

Insomnia Vol 1

Rain in Revachol

[sanccharine]

Hi my lovely Mala! I hope everything is good on your end of the world. ❤️

Can I ask for #4 and #7 for the ask game?

Love you so much! 💖🥰

hello hello katie !! i hope you're doing well and i love you more <3333

4. How do you choose which fics to write?

I don't. My brain just say write this random timestamp idea based on a instagram photo and I do and then it's posted. If I got any choice, I wouldn't have so many wips HDJKSAFG

7. Post a snippet from a wip.

time to let my zombie apocalypse au breathe a little, thanks for the opportunity katie :]

Siyeon turned away from the window to stare at your side, to observe you. She did that often. 

Of course, you were thankful for Siyeon. Without her, you wouldn’t be here—wouldn’t be alive! However, you have seen how paramedics work, how she reassured Eunha and her mother, and how... proactive she can be when necessary.

You spared a quick glance at the axe between the two of you.

This is why when she paused or withdrew, it startled you. There is a slightly awkward aloofness to her that she's learned to mask with a sombre gaze and brief answers.  

Sighing deeply, Siyeon leaned forward to fiddle with the radio again and mellow static filtered through the speakers. She recalled the broadcasts you’d stumbled upon two nights back and said, "They mentioned a base camp. Up north, not far. So—"

“We’re in the middle of nowhere, Siyeon.” 

Nonchalant to your comment, she continued, “—it must be a factory or warehouse. There’s that industrial sector, you know?”

You bit back the urge to hiss that, no, you don’t know any industrial sectors because you, unlike her, were rooted in the hospital!

Instead, you asked, in what you hoped was a level-headed tone. “And they have the ability to broadcast messages from there?”

“I don’t know, but it's good shelter,” Siyeon said emotionlessly. Factually. Like she did when she wanted a conversation to end. 

Once again, there was that smothering stillness, only disturbed by the sound of the howling wind as it rustled sand, the faint groans of monsters nothing but a nuisance for now. On habit, you checked your dying phone to see if Yoobin had read your messages, or received them, for that matter. 

Still nothing. 

When the screen turned black, you saw Siyeon’s reflection. Her head was turned to look at you, jaw clenched with that fierceness you couldn’t muster. Her skin was ashen under the moonlight, once silken blonde hair was wind-blown with brown roots, and there were dark circles under her eyes, but even then they were trained with such intensity you doubted if she was actually tired. 

Siyeon studied you like you would a case file. Noticing the flaws, reading between the lines, and running millions of scenarios before narrowing down to a possible diagnosis. 

She was calculating what to say to get you to forgive yourself. 

You knew this because ever since you picked up Eunha and her mother at that convenience store, Siyeon suddenly has become more vocal and more concerned about you. On the other hand, you’ve been doing your best to ignore her, just like now, how you pretend that her burning gaze didn’t bother you.

Before returning to study your hands, you threw your useless phone into the glove box, pushing aside any hope that Yoobin might respond. 

“You did what you had to.” 

Those five words were the last thing you wanted to hear right now. Especially from her.

wahoo, this is paramedic!siyeon x doctor!reader zombie apocalypse au,,,,this all started bc of siyeon and dami's ost shadow, it has been collecting dust since DHKJGDAFSHK

fanfic writing asks

[haztory]

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬

--erwin smith x reader; fluff, domestic, not canon compliant farmer erwin, there’s a mentioning of injuries but not enough to be considered graphic! (erwin lives!)

a.n: this is my attempt at swinging back into the ways of writing after a long, long, long hiatus! i wrote this in thirty minutes as just an exercise, but felt it was cohesive enough to post. its vague, abstract, and definitely not a magnum opus, but its something. this is more of an erwin story than an x reader one, but i hope you all enjoy regardless!

this was titled after a song on the pride and prejudice ost of the same name. highly recommend you give it a listen

anything for my sweet boy erwin ♡

(w.c: 1686)

At the initial prospect of it, retirement was somewhat akin to shooting oneself in the foot for a man like Erwin. It was condescending, debilitating, almost an insult were he any lesser than a reasonable man.

The word was floated around numerous times after the loss of his arm, spoken with a gentleness and, dare he say, a trepidation they believed must be adopted when speaking to the freshly injured man. For fear of upsetting him or for fear of making the situation real, he’s not quite sure. It was mentioned, nonetheless. In passing, directly, through implication; Everyone seemed to think that Erwin was less of a man and more of a liability because of his lost arm, and that retiring from the Scout Regiment would be the best option for everyone. 

That was something he took offense to. 

His physical abilities may be considerably limited now, yes, but he still holds inherent value to the cause he’s dedicated his life to. Still has goals, still has dreams, still has ideas that must be discussed and implemented if the fate of humanity is to even think about surviving beyond the next few days. 

Erwin still had some fight in him, and he still had things to offer. Things that retirement would take away from him.

The word settled like a thick tar on his tongue and left a bitter aftertaste, one he couldn’t bear to swallow down. So he didn’t. He spit the word back out, removing it from his mouth and sternly asking others to rid themselves of it too. They followed his order, albeit begrudgingly, but the conversation ended then and there. Not permanently, unfortunately. No amount of power, Erwin imagines, could ever snuff out the growing fear his missing appendage has instilled in his soldiers. That even the most untouchable, unshakeable of leaders could be tainted by this cruel world. 

He knows it's on everyone's mind, no matter how many times he can try to assuage the fears, for if the exchanged uneasy glances between his eccentric Section Commander and trusted Captain were anything to go by, then the fear his cadets must feel must be traumatizing. The looks they pass to one another when they think he isn’t looking.

Erwin lost an arm, not his intuition. It seems he’s the only one who knows that. 

But they let it go. They all do, for now at least. They reluctantly put a pin at his assertion that he would continue his work, regardless of injury, and quickly filed this topic as one they would return to at a later date. Appease him now to make him more receptive to the future. They let him continue to work himself dry, let him continue with physical missions like he wasn’t missing a trusted appendage, and entertained his reckless and drastic thoughts to a certain extent.

When he lands himself back in the infirmary, this time with a serious rupture to the side of his stomach from flying debris, and a number of broken bones that will surely cause permanent hindrance to his mobility, the topic is brought back up again. Only this time, it’s non-negotiable. His near death was the final straw in forcing Erwin Smith into retirement. 

                                                              ∵

He hates it.

Hates how quiet his home is, hates how unexciting his routine is, hates not being able to know.

But he finds that making coffee is still manageable with one arm. The sun still shines as brightly inside the walls as it does outside. The birds still chirp excitedly in the morning and the wind still blows gently in the afternoon. 

He hates retirement, but it’s manageable. 

It gets better after a while, the presence of a neighbor making his nights substantially more interesting with the dinner she brings over. 

                                                             ∵

The house is quiet once again, only the distant chirps of the birds filling the empty space. It's familiar, but he finds it unsettling this time around. A feeling of anticipation creeping into his stomach, waiting for the other shoe to drop at any moment.

It doesn’t happen. 

With a slight furrow in his brow and after a long analyzing gaze outside the window above the kitchen sink, Erwin makes his way towards the front door, granting him access to the front porch of the house. Settled away from the city, the land his house is built on stretches for miles; Fields of green spread out before him and littered with tall, blooming and swaying trees. The chickens squawk and run around before him and the horses huff their snorts of boredom. There’s activity in the Smith residence, but it’s not the kind he’s looking for. 

There’s something missing. 

Bringing his left arm up to his mouth, he curls his fingers below his tongue, blowing out a loud and sharp whistle that has all movement still for a brief moment on his farm. All attention piqued on him, the animals and the trees alike waited for Erwin’s response. 

They wait, and they wait, and they wait. But still, nothing.

The crease between Erwin’s brows dips further. A brief flash of worry settles in his shoulders. He pulls his fingers into his mouth again, blowing a whistle that lasts for a few seconds longer this time. His eyes stay trained on the hill before him, hoping to see something. Anything.

He waits a minute before the restlessness takes over and he takes his steps down the stairs of the porch, his boots crunching against the crisp grass still wet from the morning dew. He approaches the top of the hill, the one that lays level with the foundation of his house, before surveying the land further below. He looks left and right, then left again and then right again, eyes peeled for that familiar flash of grey.

Where in the world could that damn dog have gone?

The dog is usually fast enough to return before he even needs to whistle a second time, never straying too far from the property for her to not hear Erwin’s call. But this time is different. She’s gone and isn’t returning to him and that can only mean one thing.

Trouble.

He begins his trek down the hill, the morning still early enough to not have him sweating on this irregular stroll of his, but he can feel the temperature slowly rising through the air. The wind serves as his only semblance of comfort as it continues its mission of cooling the exposed skin of his forearm and neck. 

He must be walking for at least five minutes before he sees it. The scraggly grey hair of a dog's bottom, her top half hidden behind a large oak tree but her tail wagging ferociously. A small smile graces Erwin’s face subconsciously, the slowly building apprehension dissipating in an instant at seeing the vivacious mutt. 

Or at least at seeing her bottom half. 

He approaches the tree slowly, the noises of enjoyment and panting from the dog becoming louder as he draws nearer. But there’s another sound too that fills the air. A sound much sweeter and delicate, one that he’s heard a thousand times over the years,  and yet, Erwin swears it's one he can never get tired of. 

It’s a breath of fresh air, an instant drug in his veins, and the reason behind the swelling of his heart. His smile grows wider than he could have possibly imagined.

He gets close enough and the dog finally notices him, bounding over to him in an instant with a greeting bark and a perk in her step. He pats her head, a silent gratefulness at having found her finally and understanding why she refused to meet his calls. Why she continued to stay at the spot behind the oak tree a five minute walk away from her home.

He finally gets near the tree, peering around its large trunk to the spot the dog previously occupied and can’t help but laugh in surprise. 

Sitting in the space between the bulging roots are his two girls, one aged six and the other three, huddled close together as they coo and giggle over an object resting between the two’s feet. Their backs are turned towards their father, too preoccupied with whatever was settled between them to even notice the beloved dog’s disappearance from her original spot and its replacement with their father. 

His years of training to fight titans kicks in, his steps as quiet as can be as he gets closer to the girls to get a look at what they were currently fawning over. 

A baby bird. Brown in color and more than comfortable between the two children.

“What are you two doing?”

His voice sends a jolt of shock through them, the two girls jumping in the air at the sudden disruption and whipping their faces around to look at the intruder. The fear quickly melts off of their round faces when they realize who it is. 

“Daddy!” The two girls yell unanimously, unbridled joy filtering their features and Erwin briefly sees the beautiful face of their mother in them. The youngest in particular. 

The eldest managed to take most of his features, much to his wife’s pleasure, retaining his aquiline nose, the vibrant blue of his eyes, and his own oval face shape, but her hair is a delightful mix between his and his wife’s. And while she looks the most like him, she acts the most like her mother; Joyous and giggly and a passionate ball of rays. 

Now, his youngest, while looking almost entirely like a carbon copy of her mother, was in fact a replica of his own personality. Quiet, curious, diplomatic. A balance to her impulsive sister, a shining grey crater of peace in the sky.

His sun and moon. His reasons for orbit. The loves of his life. 

                                                             ∵

And as he walks his two girls back across the field to their home, their mother’s figure on the horizon and an excited chatter between them as they recount the tales of their morning in helping the baby bird, a single thought enters Erwin’s mind. 

Retirement isn’t so bad. 

[kithtaehyung]

wip ask game 📝

thank you for tagging me: @joheunsaram @lavienjin @chemicalpink @hobisuniverse @jimilter @diorkim @ressjeon @agustdakasuga @balenciaguks & @kimtaehyunq ty ty, cuties! i loved reading through all of yours :D

rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how ridiculous or non descriptive. send an ask with the title that most intrigues you and i’ll post a little snippet of it or tell you something about it! 

lmao so i’ll do this in two sections: active wips and backburner wips. every fic below the cut is member(s) x reader.

active wips: hush, yeah? 4 ; brother’s best friend!tae three tangerines ; brother’s best friend!yoongi the five huntsmen ; prince!jimin lie ; vampire!jimin forever a never ; rockstar single baby daddy!jin bewitched, body & soul ; darcy-ish!joon

backburner wips (nobody laugh at the amount ok): professor kim ; professor!jin, professor!joon the fine lines club: the evaluation ; club owner!tae, club owner!jin, sub!jimin got no game ; shy jock!jin of espresso and rainwater ; ex-best friend!tae epilogue: first november ; last november!jin sugar, spice, & nothing nice ; sugar daddy!jin hot boy drummer ; drummer!jk, singer!tae and f*ck you, too ; fuckboi!jimin heart;beats ; hip-hop dancer!jk SOLmates ; arranged marriage au, soulmates (negative connotation) au, future dystopia, hoseok/OT7 (ok so i had to place this one on the backburner months ago but.. it might leap into active wips bc!! the my universe mv, as @sunshinekims​ pointed out, is legit the feel of what this is supposed to be dslkfjsdkl platinum hobi and everything!!) 

tagging (optional, as always!): @sketchguk @jungkxook @bratkook @missgeniality @taesinferno @sugasbabiie @sunshinekims @taegularities @kimnjss @chateautae @yeoldontknow @lcksndkys @jinpanman @floralseokjin @yoonia @kookdiaries @knjsnoona @writtenwhalien @propinqxity @sugaurora @xjoonchildx ++ whoever wants to do this! 

[doamour]

What Are the Benefits of Using a Virtual Hard Disk System?

Learn everything you need to know about the Virtual Hard Disk (VHD), its relevance, and the benefits it provides to its users in this blog post. Aside from that, readers will learn about the most widely used and highly effective VHD/VHDX recovery solution available on the market today.

The Virtual Hard Disk: An Overview 

Virtual Hard Disk, often known as VHD, is the hard disk that is used by virtual machines such as Hyper-V, VMware Workstation, and others. It allows for the simultaneous hosting of multiple operating systems on a single host system. A variety of tasks, such as moving files between the host system and a Virtual Hard Disk, data backup and recovery, disk conversion from physical to virtual, and the converse, are made easier with their assistance. 

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The following sections provide an overview of the two types of VHD formats: 

Variable-size VHD: This kind is assigned with a variable-size Virtual Disk Drive and occupies a variable-sized amount of storage space on the host machine's Hard Disk Drive. It is the fastest technique available, with continual fragmentation during the entire process. 

Adaptive VHD: This VHD type has a variable size and can grow gradually with the addition of more data to it, implying that it is the same size as the data that was written to it at the time of the write operation. It allows for the rapid allocation of storage capacity. 

It is possible to mount and unmount VHD/VHDX files in Disk Management or Windows Explorer in a variety of different methods.

What are the advantages of booting the system from a Virtual Hard Drive? 

A virtual drive can host multiple operating systems, such as Windows, Mac, and others, and it is extremely useful for developers who want to test their products, websites, and applications in a variety of environments on a single hardware system by utilizing a Virtual Machine such as VirtualBox to do so.

Let's have a look at some of the additional benefits of using a Virtual Hard Drive on the system. 

Deployment is simple and convenient because VHD files include provisions for standard and pre-built configurations that may be used for testing and working on specific projects in specific operating systems environments.

Backup and restore in a jiffy: If the data in VHD files has been modified for any reason, like inadvertent data deletion, malicious file, and so on, then the data may be recovered without a lot of effort.

Recovering from snapshots: The ability to create snapshots of existing Virtual Machine configurations using Virtual Machine programs allows users to rewind to a point in time during the snapshot process where the installation troubles first appeared, allowing for speedy recovery from snapshots.

Easy replication: It enables the user or developer to save his or her work so that it may be readily replicated or copied to another machine for use by a second or third programmer.

Complete isolation for many users: It enables several users to operate on different operating systems of their choice on the same system without interfering with the work of others.

Economical: Because it avoids the need for various systems (hardware) with distinct OST environments, VHD storage and deployment are both economically advantageous (installation). 

VHDX is superior to VHD in what way? 

This updated and improved version of the VHD file, which uses the.vhdx extension and has a larger storage capacity than the older VHD format, is the most recent and most advanced version. It is mounted in the same way as a VHD file, but it has a number of advantages over the VHD file format, which are listed below. 

VHDX files have a storage capacity of 64TB, but VHD files have a storage capacity of just 2TB.

The VHDX file format keeps track of metadata updates and provides data protection in the event of a power failure, but the VHD file format does not have this functionality.

VHDX files outperform VHD files in terms of performance and have more flexibility to contemporary hardware.

VHDX files have a logical sector size of 4KB, but VHD files only have a logical sector size of 512 bytes.

Custom metadata can be stored in VHDX files, although VHD files do not.

VHDX files can be resized in real time, however VHD files cannot. 

When is it necessary to use a VHD/VHDX Recovery tool? 

VHD or VHDX files, like any other type of file kept on the system, are susceptible to corruption. It is possible to list the top three reasons why a VHD/VHDX file becomes corrupted and unreadable as follows: broken or corrupted hard disk storage, file transfer through virtual drive in poor network conditions, and interference by third-party applications such as antivirus.

Corrupted data is unquestionably distressing, which is why we are here to provide our finest recommendation to our readers, which is the Kernel for VHD Recovery program. The advanced recovery of corrupted, damaged, and inaccessible data from VHD and VHDX files is supported by the utility, which may be done quickly and instantly. 

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FAQs

Q- Which format should I use — a VHD or a VHDX file? 

A- As previously said in the blog, it offers benefits such as increased storage capacity, improved performance, protection against power failures, and more, among other things. VHDX files are preferable, but it all depends on the user's requirements because VHD files can be loaded on a greater number of operating systems than VHDX files.

Q- What is a VMDK file and how do I open one? 

A- VMDK, also known as a Virtual Machine Disk File, is a file format that is supported by VMware and is used to store complete information on Virtual Machines. It is an open-source file format that is used for a variety of virtualization services, including testing, cloud computing, and many more.

The distinction between VHD and VMDK files is explained in the following question. 

If you want to learn everything there is to know about the differences between VHD and VMDK files, go to the following blog post: Difference Between VHD and VMDK Files (nucleustechnologies.com)

In the free edition of the Kernel for VHD Recovery tool, what restrictions have been placed on its functionality? 

A- Using the free edition of the Kernel for VHD Recovery utility, users can recover and preview the whole contents of the VHD file, but they can only save up to 250 MB of data.

Q- What is the purpose of the Save Snapshot feature in the Kernel for VHD Recovery tool? A- The Save Snapshot feature is used to save a snapshot of the current working directory. 

In the Save Snapshot feature of the utility, users can save the progress of the recovery process as a.nkfn file, which can then be restored later. This stored file can be loaded at any moment in order to begin the recovery procedure from the point at which the snapshot was taken. It facilitates the recuperation process without requiring additional time investment.

[jae-canikeepyou]

| smitten | j.jh

pair: jaehyun x fem!reader

genre: au + fluff + idol!jaehyun & solo artist!yn

a/n: hnngg gosh i loved writing this request ;-; i combined this too!! it might not be well-written but i’m pretty sure my fluttery jeelings hit me so hard haha hope you all enjoy reading loves! ~j.

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aggravating clashes of utensils fell on the wooden floor, the impact squeezed chests and jolted the life out of those who heard it. they were finally having the relaxation they waited for until the corners of their eyes followed the fallen items to the source of noise. jaehyun leaning forward against at the kitchen counter; legs about to give in with his phone in hand.

jungwoo approached him, worried that fatigue might’ve taken over the guy. he picked up the kitchen wares and towels, placing them back where they were meant to be. “hyung, are you alright?” he touched his friend’s forehead since his ears were prominent red, hot to the touch. “you’re not yourself since you woke up. got anything to say?”

jaehyun could only press his lips like he tasted his own blood. no words came out of him and this only heightened everyone’s curiosity. he walked back to where the others were and put his phone on the table. how could he explain this news to them without letting them start to tease? they already teased him last christmas’ performance with naeun. he was sure they’d do the same for this one. and as far as he was concerned, his heart continued to drum heavily that he could feel its pulse against his skin.

should i tell them? he asked himself.

“nothing.” his glanced quickly. what he missed seeing were the sly smirks that began to spread around his friends’ faces.

johnny started to tease, a satisfied smile growing where it showed his pearly whites. “tell me it’s what i think it is.” because of this phrase it made jaehyun’s ears turned more red and gave johnny the impression knowing he hit might’ve the bullseye, right at the center. “no way, so it is!” he exclaimed repeatedly and the younger one hoped he would shut it.

their cheers went from one to another and at that moment he knew they shared the same brain cell. “ha? no. stop assuming, john.” jaehyun gulped from his cup, swallowing it like it was bottom’s up. he kept it by his lips so it wouldn’t reveal his actual feelings.

“stop denying.” yuta propped his chin for a better position. “your ears gave it away.” if it was yuta, everyone knew they were automatically knocked out in the battle. no one could stand a chance against his words or actions.

“damn it! don’t point out my ears!” jaehyun groaned and accepted defeat by slumping on the table. he unlocked his phone then sliding it across the furniture.

they crowded upon the device and scrolled to see what nearly made the dude fall on his knees. it was only one word and that was enough to lit the light bulbs floating on top of the others’ heads. “oh well what’s the tea?” taeil asked, clearly pretending to be innocent since they were all interested now that jaehyun reacted sooner than expected.

mark shoved spoonfuls of cereal before seeing the entire digital conversation with their manager, he grumbled and hit johnny continuously as he reacted with his mouth full. “you‘re doing a duet with y/n?!” he asked that he nearly spat milk everywhere.

jaehyun exhaled, brushing back the strands of his hair and wore his headband. “yeah. the agency told me to collab a cover with her and said we start in two days.”

“you don’t sound excited. you nervous?” taeil opened a bag of granola bars and laid them at the center, soon devouring them like it were the last ones.

“up until now we’ve only collabed with boy groups.” he showed them the rehearsal pictures from that time. his shaky hands were proof that he was probably nervous.

johnny poked the guy’s chest to come back to reality. “shouldn’t you be less worried? she’s from the same label as ours.” his laughs have made all of them giggle.

the dimple boy wasn’t nervous or worried, it was incomparable to a grain of sand nor those two words were in his dictionary. he was perfectly fine with practicing with you. however, have his friends forgotten about what they did to him during pre-debut days?

he recalled the time you both first met, and that became the most-discussed topic within nct. it spread to all like wildfires. how that started was during trainee life. popularity votes were common and each had to choose the first place female trainee votes by male trainees and vice versa. the results came out, you and jaehyun ranked first. they made you both stand next to each other and this was when it got messy.

everyone tends to pair the firsts, so they began by teasing because they believed this was where the “developing” start. jaehyun knew what they did was a natural thing to do, all have experienced the hot seat and the endless snickers. if there was anything jaehyun would like to change in his body, it has to be his ears. they turned red the moment the ooh’s and yeee’s echoed the rehearsal studio. of course he did like you, but it was just like every person in the agency did.

you were a new artist who debuted under the same label as the said group; doing mostly of your orginals, small ost’s and covers. they knew you. in fact during trainee days, they’ve heard your name countless of times as there were praises towards your angelic vocals and coaches would use you as an example. nct 127 never heard anything from you since they debuted, but knew you were still in the label.

“it’s been years, hasn’t it?” jungwoo turned the television on. “from what i know, that was the last voting we ever did.”

wait what? jaehyun stepped out of his dazed mind and couldn’t believe what he was hearing. they didn’t forget? he looked at his friends as they light up in realisation.

taeil popped a snack in his mouth, entertained with today’s topic. “ah! right right! we did vote! y/n was voted as the first once!”

johnny waved his palms and shook in excitement now that the memory from years ago was brought back. “man, i’ll hug whoever came up with this idea. they’re smart. we should make them do a throwback picture too.” he said as he quickly dove into the deeper files of his laptop to look for pictures for proof.

jaehyun rubbed his face in annoyance that they remembered that time. his phone vibrated as it indicated a new message from an unknown number on the lockscreen. he was about to reach it when yuta’s reflexes were faster.. always* faster; swiftly taking it like they were carkeys. yuta loved teasing and scaring the life out of his friends. among them he loved seeing jaehyun fluster the most.

he put the phone in front of jaehyun and made the lad think he was showing the message to him. this was proven false when the screen unlocked from the face i.d., and yuta laughed devilishly, typing away in a jiffy, which jaehyun panicked and tried to take the phone back.

“dude let me just press ‘send’!” yuta screamed, his smooth movements were impossible for the affected boy to catch up to.

“what were you typing?” jaehyun got hold of the phone and stared at the screen, his eyes adjusting to the fonts within the message bubble.

[16:08] from unknown: hyemin, this is y/n. stop changing your phone #! are u even my manager why did you say i agreed? :/

[16:09] from unknown: oh whatever i’m calling you rn >:(

he jogged out of the dorm when it began to vibrate crazily, your digits calling him. his friends’ yells were soon muffled to a silence as the door behind him clicked to a close. he pressed the green button to answer. “hello?” his voice greeted.

a hitched breath followed by a gasp heard from the other line. he let out a low chuckle, making you more nervous than usual because you recognised the owner of the voice and you hadn’t talked with him since his group debuted.

he backed himself into the door, one hands in his pockets whilst he waited for the caller’s response. soft thuds hit the door and he felt it often the more the whispers behind the wooden partition. his friends were indeed listening, actually, they were eavesdropping.

“j-jaehyun?” you closed your eyes, then cursing at yourself for being too careless and straight-forward with your actions.

“hyun. jae.” he chuckled. uh-huh. did he just tease you? “i’m kidding. it’s jaehyun. you thought this number was hyemin’s?” he laughed over the phone.

oh boy, he was just as you remembered him to be. a humble person who caused a positive uproar within the walls of the girls’ rehearsal room. co-trainees of yours always mentioned his name; saying he was kind and a gentleman. you never saw him until you both stood in front of everyone as firsts. “i- uh.. sorry, a phone number was anonymously given to me. manager hyemin’s been playing pranks and..”

“i see, it’s alright y/n. don’t pressure too much because of this. i’ll see you soon though?” his voice pitched higher as if he was interested and looked forward to the duet. maybe a lot more higher when he called you by your name.

“mhm, yeah.” your toes curled from feeling your chest experience a good panic. “see you.”

jaehyun didn’t know why he nodded despite the short conversation being a phone call. he said a gentle goodbye and once you did too, he ended the call, swinging the door open and caused the boys to fall to the floor like dominos. “i’m not helping a pile of idiots. you did this to yourselves.” he singsonged and stuck out his tongue and prepared to take his leave.

the monotonous beeps ringing through the phone somehow calmed the waves of your uncontrollable heart beats. you laid on your bed defeatedly, face down to the pillow. the entire noise of your apartment was nothing but the sound of your drumming heart, pulsing against your flesh and you could feel it in your veins. “so what they (co-trainees) said is true.. jaehyun does make you feel things.”

little did you know, he was on the same boat.

whether or not it was from the results of being the firsts from the trainees’ votes or that he began noticing your presence often in the company building at every recording schedule of nct’s, jaehyun was shocked at himself that he couldn’t concentrate at all. you, a girl super laid back during trainee life blossomed to be a professional artist everyone came to adore. maybe including him too.

the venue you both were told to go was perfect for the duet cover. staff members already prepared two instruments and were placed at one corner with the wall of plants. jaehyun sat at the table, earphones plugged into his ears as his head matched with the rhythms of the song. he then caught sight of you approaching him and removed one of the buds. “hi.” he stood to pull out a chair, a smile creeping on both of your lips. “last listen before we start?”

“sure.” you took one and looked at him; an ethereal person in casual clothes, boyfriend material worthy. it’s no wonder people called him their first love. and this attire of his probably got you under his spell too.

trying not to sing out loud, you lip-synced the lyrics for the final time and swayed to each word. jaehyun took a good look at you, his eyes forming crescent shapes when he saw how embarrassed you felt— because you were caught by him. it hasn’t been a minute, the staff asked to be on cue and you both head to where the instruments were; a piano and an acoustic guitar.

instinctively, your hands reached for the edge of the piano, it was one you could play. however, jaehyun too, had his hands on it and simultaneously you both retracted. “you want to play the keys?” you hear him asked, immediately nodding at his inquiry.

he let out a nervous chuckle which was followed by his cute, jutted lips. “well i could play the guitar but it’s been ages since i last held one. my strums might sound rusty.”

“no problem.” you twirled on your heels and grabbed the guitar and saw an electronic finger drum pad beside the keyboard, pointing at it as well. “i’ll play these two and we’re good to go.” your giggles had him all feeling fluttery inside and he fought so hard to not be exposed.

he wasn’t going to lie. jaehyun’s heart did skip a beat. you were only doing final tunings for a better sound but the way you looked so dedicated with this field of work, he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. sunlight appeared like it was your own emitting aura, almost identical to an angel that was heaven-sent. the light current of wind added to your source of elegance and the plants behind became your world. took him a second or two to fathom out that he was dragged into your beauty.

were you always this gorgeous?

because it has been days since he was told to do a duet with you, sometimes he felt his breaths trying to catch up with his racing beats of his heart. they were lacking behind, so far back that you being there or just sitting.. had him awestruck.

“jaehyun?” you waved small that he twitched in his seat, his thoughts cutting short from your sweet voice. “they’re signalling to test the camera. are you alright with one practice?”

he turned to the staff and said the cue. jaehyun did stretches before placing his hands lightly on the keys. you sat straight to not appear tired as you palm muted the strings, soon harmonising with the sustained chords he played. a duet rendition of say you won’t let go.

the camera panned sideways along its dolly track rail, your eyes followed the lens as you began to set the mood. you took a deep breath before singing.

“i met you in the dark, you lit me up. you made me feel as though, i was enough. we danced the night away, we drank too much. i held your hair back when you were throwing up.”

he was amazed that you quickly brought your hands out for a while to tap the buttons for percussions, each beat matched with the rhythm of his playing.

“then you smiled over your shoulder. for a minute i was stone cold sober..” his baritone followed suit. it was hypnotic that you couldn’t resist to stare at him as dimples subtly reveal themselves on his smooth skin on each word.

jaehyun’s eyes grew at the sweet soulful tone while you sang the verse that he forgot to sing with you at the next sentence. “i pulled you closer to my-” you continued in a harmonised key and later stopped, a giggle bubbling out of you.

his admiration for you was interrupted upon your laugh. the frazzled boy lifted his fingers off the keys, hands clasped together for an apology. “ah, i’m sorry.”

“it’s alright. don’t pressure too much because of this.” you said with assurance. “i get nervous sometimes too.” yeah of course you were. you got to collab with him despite your busy schedules.

the dimples on his cheeks deepened. did you use the same sentence as he did few days ago?

“you looked fine to me.” he licked his lips. “pretty too.” and he mumbled to himself, but you were too occupied with the guitar in your hand that you didn’t hear what he said. “can we start from the top?” clearing his throat, he was glad you didn’t hear it. or else he would be embarrassed.

singing with you was like coffee. jaehyun had this particular, specific impression as he spotted a café prior to coming here. he knew fans loved his voice, a unique baritone that was very prince-like. if he were to reference it, his vocals alone was like americano. people would get addicted to the taste despite it being uncommon in the kpop industry. although they enjoyed it, the staff thought it would be better to include you in the duet.

so you became the sugar to his vocals, a pleasant timbre that was as calming as the rain’s patter. voices perfectly blended together in different ranges, both delicate and careful. you have sung with other artists through covers and orginals, however jaehyun stood out the most in all of those, in which made you think this collab was the one you enjoyed.

[ both harmonising ]

“..and you asked me to stay over i said, i already told you i think that you should get some rest.”

“i knew i loved you then, you'd never know ‘cause i played it cool when i was scared of letting go.”

“i knew i needed you i never showed but i wanna stay with you until we’re grey and old.”

“just say you won't let go, just say you won't let go.”

jaehyun felt giddy inside hearing your voice fit with his. as you both enjoyed each other’s presence during the cover, he could sense that after today, he definitely took a liking for you— but his heart knew him better than he thought.

he fell in love with you on the spot.

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hours have passed and a total of five takes were recorded, majority of which three of them were slightly messed up because either jaehyun forgot his lines or you needed to be quenched or vice versa. jaehyun fixed his brown outerwear as he observed you from afar, tying a low bun to prevent your hair adding heat from the scorching hot weather. eyes extremely focused on the camera from the second last cover video.

all was finished for the day yet there was half an hour left until you both separate ways. jaehyun decided to buy drinks and got one for you as well.

the table you sat on slightly shook from the impact he did to place the ordered beverages. “i didn’t know what you like, so i got you latte.” he pulled the chair to sit, sliding the cup to you.

“hm, you sure about that?” you raised a brow and appreciated his effort to go out his way for this. “latte’s like my go-to drink. thank you.”

jaehyun kept himself composed, he had to hide his smile behind the cup. it was dying to show. he hoped you didn’t see him. your arms almost meet when he scooted closer to view the video together. the frame was perfectly placed at the center and you couldn’t believe you both sounded well together.

you heard his soft tsk’s, there were small amount of water rolling down his cup from the ice inside. he got up to get extra tissue. as you waited for him, you checked the device and clicked on its previous button. it was a video of him holding a wireless camera lavaliere microphone and with your mind full of curiosity, you played it.

it contained his ending ment and if you listened closely, it was for a vlog you were familiar with, a channel where he documented his daily ‘yuno’ vlogs for his fans. the motion automatically played and he spoke through the wireless mic.

something about this had you rewinding it twice. he was staring off into space as he spoke, his eyes trailing— actually following someone. he gave a little twitch and pout of the lips, that was the same when he forgot to harmonise with you. the wind blew his hair, revealing his dusted pink ears and eyes enlarging the more he followed where you went.

the thought of his reaction caused you to shy around him once he came back and had two desserts in his hands. maybe if the winds answered your prayers to confirm what you saw in the video was true, it could convince you enough.

the said boy handed you the utensils and as you had your first bite, he loved how the café’s lights became your glow, the music became your introduction. heat eventually spread his entire face.

yes, nature heard your calls,

and yes, his heart told him that

he’s so smitten with you.

[espresseo-cafe]

80/20 | johnny | oneshot

pairing: johnny x reader

coffee type: americano

bean count: 2.2k+

a/n: inspired by DOTS’ ost ‘once again’, i wrote this! first americano oneshot on espresseo-cafe, what do you think? enjoy your coffee my lovely beans 📖☕️

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stress levels were real at this point, school work piling up, your parents filing a divorce, and to add more oil to the fire, things weren’t going well with johnny- your boyfriend of two and half years. you pressed your temples, wiping your face in frustration. how long has it been since you’ve counted sheep? 

your mind was a real mess that you wanted to empty it. you refused to believe what you had seen that day. though the universe really wanted to slap reality to your face and force you to acknowledge that you walked into a lecture hall, seeing johnny making out with another girl.

what was worse was that the girl he had his lips on so intimately was too familiar for your liking- your best friend, yeom haein.

mentally cursing in your mind, you hated yourself for not confronting them straight away. but you hated yourself more that you were still in love with the man who absolutely wronged you. because you loved him so much, you questioned yourself so many times on where you went wrong; what mistakes you unconsiously made; or even to the point on why you just let it be and not do anything.

everyone loved you two as couple, you complimented each other so well, nicknamed as campus sweethearts even. but then you realised something, did he date you because you had a crush on him for so long while he didn’t feel a single spark towards you? did he do it because of peer pressure just to shut his friends up? did he do it because he was bored, and you became his plaything? or did he do it as a rebound for his previous relationship?

you will never know.

and it was proven enough that you emotionally went numb.

you hadn’t showed up in the campus for almost a month because you reasoned out that you had a family emergency. your group of friends worried as heck whether it were something else, little did they know, there was. they questioned johnny, who probably answered “i’ll call her later” when you knew too well that he wouldn’t. like come on, it had been two weeks since you’ve last had a conversation.

eventually you got word that people were talking about your relationship, making assumptions that you were probably pregnant and that you skipped classes because of it.

johnny scratched off the rumors, saying that you weren’t and needed a time off and that he himself didn’t know when you would return.

not until one day you showed up during lunch and everyone was happy, giving you greetings of ‘how are you’s and ‘welcome back’s. though it was overpowered when others bombarded you with ‘i’m so sorry to hear that you’re single’, how are you coping up with the breakup?’, and ‘good to hear that you ended in good terms with johnny’.

wait...

what?

you were expressionless on the exterior, but you had a great pang in your chest. the one that screamed overwhelming anger, confusion, utter shock, disgust, and most of all, extreme hurt.

the change in your face was meant to be subtle; hidden, however others could tell that it was different. you felt tears starting to well in your eyes, you tried your best to hold in, until you spotted johnny sitting in the cafeteria and haein hugging his arm.

the audacity.

the look on johnny’s face when he saw you approaching had you boiling mad even more- he was giving you a one side smile.

jerk.

“suh youngho!” you shouted out loud, heads turning to you rushing over to him. with jungwoo, mark, donghyuck, jaehyun, taeyong, doyoung, and yuta informing him of your arrival.

“y/n.” he said-

slap.

unrealistic as it seemed, but that single slap was loud enough to get everyone’s attention. the boys startled at your outburst, their eyes widening at the scene before them.

haein gasped at the action you did, “y/n! how dare you do that-”

slap.

once again, the audacity.

“no.” you finally spoke, your face heating up, “how dare you! how dare the both of you!”

johnny stood up, holding his reddened cheek, “y/n, let me explain-“

“what is there to explain huh!?” you shouted then pointing to haein, “you cheated on me with my best friend and you’re here telling everyone that we broke up!”. multiple gasps and profanities heard after hearing this revelation. no one expected you to explode like this, you were such an elegant person to ever do such a thing. but elegance wasn’t you this time. all they saw was a falling angel. “what the heck is a one party breakup?”

“and you,” you turned to haein, “telling me you’re ‘friends’ with johnny to my face but you’re snogging him behind my back.”

“i never kissed johnny!” she claimed, and you let out a scoff. “how-“

slap.

“bullcrap haein!” your voice in desperation, your eyes twinkling with tears. “don’t act like you’re the victim!”

eyes trailed your hands reaching out for your phone in your back pocket as you bitterly played a video you bitterly recorded of their heated makeout session. johnny and haein shared a glance before looking at your pained face. then your gaze softened in hurt, “i love you both to death and i treasure our friendships eversince.. but now all i can ask is ‘why?’..” you said honestly, even if it was painful. haein soon breaking into tears.

the whole cafeteria went in silence, waiting for you to continue.

you looked at the love of your life, “tell me.. where i went wrong, john..” your voice trembling, your eyes brimmed with tears. “give me a reason to why you’d do such a thing..”

you waited for his response to all the questions you had.

nothing.

approaching him, your finger pointed at his chest repeatedly, “am i not good enough for you? were you just that bored and asked me to date you? am i just a plaything for you to toy with!?” you painfully said in one go, making the already scared jungwoo go up to you and attempt to calm you down.

but unfortunately for you, johnny didn’t say a word. he wanted to explain himself. however his words got stuck in his throat and before he could finally speak, the next few words had his heart breaking and pure guilt washed over him.

“did you truly love me? or was everything a lie?”

his silence, no movements and zero responses were choking you. he was leaving you hanging and you hated it. it was getting harder to breathe in this tense atmosphere, letting out a sob and showing everyone that your walls were finally crushing down.

you had enough.

“johnny tell me!” you cried, your breaths getting uneven, your shoulders heaved every second that it got the other boys in worry.

“a lie.”

there. your heart plummeted to the ground, you could feel it shattering to pieces. more tears fell like waterfall as you stared at him. you sniffed and gave a small smile, which was absolutely questionable for everyone but seeing you try to accept what you heard had them feel pity for you.

“there you go john..” you wiped your nose with your sweater. “that wasn’t so hard to say now, was it?”

the ironic statement made everyone looking at you and johnny. it revealed the true agony you felt. you gave him one last look and turned away, pushing jungwoo’s arms aside and started walking.

johnny stood there, watching you leave as the crowd dispersed after the confrontation. why did he suddenly have the urge to run after you? why did he want to hold you in his arms when he was the one who made a mistake? why did he hurt you?

his thoughts were brushed off when haein shook his shoulder, her eyes full of guilt and pain knowing that her friendship with you would never be the same. the two stayed silent for a while, words unsaid already meant that actions spoke louder this time.

as soon as the drama ended, nobody expected a sequel to it. panic filled the students and johnny and his friends head over to where the commotion was.

johnny’s eyes laid on your figure, your hands clenching on your chest, struggling to catch air.

“y/n?” taeyong held your shaking body cautiously. “what’s wrong?”

the pang in your chest was nothing compared to what you emotionally felt. this was such a wrong timing, you didn’t want any attention once more.

“c-can’t.. b-breathe...”

taeyong’s doe eyes looked at johnny, “bro, we have to bring her to the university hospital.”

it took a nudge or two from jaehyun for johnny to finally take action, it was awkward to be helping you after doing such an unforgivable thing. however, when he took you into his arms, he noticed how thin and worn out you were. one month of missing school resulted you in such a state. you were shaking, breathing unevenly, and your eyes trying their hardest to not fall into slumber.

the university hospital gladly was nearby the cafeteria, while the nurses and doctors took you in for a quick check. johnny’s heartbeat violently beating through his chest as he sat down, his squad thinking that he was in deep thoughts. not only was he worried about you, but the fact that you were hiding something he didn’t even know about.

that frustrated him in so many ways.

the injection needles that pierced your skin caused you to scream in pain and your broken cries and breathing echoed the entire floor. your words of “it’s hurts” and “my chest” too agonizing for anyone to hear that jungwoo started to tear up, too frightened for you.

johnny’s hands covered his face, and mark noticing his legs shaking up and down only told him that the older one is slowly shifting in worry.

the university doctor came and furrowed his brows, “y/n’s past records states that she has symptoms of angina. we’ll call in her parents for this. thanks for bringing her here, young men.”

“doctor, from what we know, her parents are filing for divorce. is it possible for us to contact them?” donghyuck asked, making the doctor nod.

“well, she’s their daugther. they’ll come.” he gave an assuring smile. “does anyone of you have their contact numbers?”

everyone looked at johnny, who was expressionless at this point, though he was more uncomfortable that he was the only one with connections to your parents.

it didn’t take long for your parents to arrive, their worried faces going to your sleeping body. the boys felt awkward when your mom hugged johnny, they didn’t know what exactly happened between the two of you.

as the others bid their goodbyes, jaehyun and mark stayed behind to accomodate the now very confused friend of theirs. they could tell he was blaming himself, that he was regretting his actions. for a person like him to fail terribly at a relationship was unexpected, but then again, he was just human. he ought to make mistakes. the question right now was whether he was able to man up and admit his wrongdoings. and the result of it all lies to what you were going to say after you wake up.

“hyung,” jaehyun started, johnny looking at the dimpled boy. “remember what i told you last time?”

mark blinked at the conversation, “oh about that?”

the oldest one sat back, clearing his throat. “yeah i do.”

that video you shamelessly showed of him and haein earlier was the same day with the topic they indulged on talking into late hours. that session with haein, johnny recalled feeling incredibly great, but he was empty not long after. the thought of you made the three boys discuss about the 80/20 rule in your relationship.

as much as johnny hated to admit it now that he put the puzzle together, he was the cause of it all that that 80/20 was implied in your romance. the 80 percent was all you, how you were so loving, caring, loyal to him. because he got it from you, he loved that, he still did. despite being together for two and a half years, he unconsiously wondered why you didn’t want to hang out in the parties his friends organized or have a little fun and chose to stay home and study.

until he got fed up and decided to do his own activities, then he met haein at a party one night and they suddenly clicked. she was the 20 percent that somehow filled his desires of wanting to have a fun partner that you couldn’t possibly give. but that was the thing, it was just 20 percent. then that happened, and you apparently saw it, and him not realizing that he hurted you.

what pained him the most now was that he was too selfish, all he ever focused on was himself. when was the last time he actually called you and checked on you? when was the last time he said that he loved you?

washed with immediate guilt and sadness seeing on you the bed; all fragile and sick, he felt tears coming down his cheeks. he didn’t know how to face you, he didn’t know what to say. he didn’t know how you would react and he didn’t know what to do when you wake.

he approached you slowly, and held your hand. his crying deepened more as regret filled him and injected him with sorrow. as you were right now in front of him, he realized your 80 percent was nothing compared to the short 20 percent he foolishly forced to have from elsewhere.

you- johnny’s dear one; his everything, laying before him, unresponsive and still in slumber, he looked at you before breaking down beside you.

he didn’t want to lose his 80 percent.

he didn’t want to lose you.

[silvysartfulness]

2 and 13 for the ask prompt for your wonderful road trip story?

2: What scene did you first put down? 

Hmmm, good question... I think the first loose threads just to shape the concept of the story were the beginning; XY’s prepared resurrection spell actually successfully carried out by WWX, and the three disasters setting out on their journey together.

But the scenes that really got me inspired enough to want to write the fic? That’s the arc after the current stretch of chapters; the Muaishan/Mountains of Mist arc. That’s where all the really juicy scenes are, the angst levels reach new heights (or possibly depths), where we’ll get quite a lot of proper smut, and a bunch of character interactions I’m really looking forward to in general!

13: What music did you listen to, if any, to get in the mood for writing this story? Or if you didn’t listen to anything, what do you think readers should listen to to accompany us while reading? 

I have a playlist for it, here; The Untamed

Some of the music on it makes perfect sense - The Untamed OST is on there for example. Some other Chinese music that Spotify suggested, a fan-song or two, music from a bunch of really good Untamed music videos etc.

Other tracks are a bit less obvious - just songs that have a certain vibe, or that I’ve used for other stories/pairings and that put me in the right mood for writing.

A lot of the music on it is local files, but there’s still quite a bit of tracks available. :)

Some of the non-OST tracks I’ve listened to the most are; Hurts by Emeli Sandé, So Cold by Ben Cocks, Saturn by Sleeping At Last - and Saints by Echos, I listened to that a lot while writing the Yueyang chapters! ♥

You were standing there like an angry god Counting out my sins just to cross them off