#shey rambles

[arctic-bookclub]

i'm rewatching phil's day 2 qsmp prison vod after watching missa's vod and i want to list a couple of things i noticed and just, really like

whenever qmissa's near qphil he always goes to stand next to him

whenever qmissa is away from qphil he often looks around for qphil often asking ¿dónde está Philza?

whenever qphil is near qmissa he often stares at him either directly or in f5

they both focus on each other whenever there's a crowd

qphil sprints out of any and all open doors like a bird flying through a slightly cracked open cage door (a menace /positive)

whenever qmissa is looking for qphil, qphil is almost always in either solitary confinement or trying to escape the prison

qmissa desperately trying to help with the spanish words during the language classes (him screaming hints at qphil)

quacki, just all of quacki (I JUST HEAD HER SAY "i like being with you" AT QPHIL PIPIPIPI :((( )

both the ways qphil and qmissa latch onto each other (qmissa standing by qphil's side, qphil staring at qmissa from a distance) are something you'll easily miss from the other's pov (qmissa often stands just a bit away from qphil's line of sight, qphil often stands further away or behind qmissa)

ghostbit was clearly visible in qmissa's pov multiple times but somehow he kept missing him

when quacki asks qphil if he'll go on a date with qmissa if she places down a trapdoor for him, he says "yeah- yeah i've- i've been on- i've been on- y'know- yeah" (can you tell what part of the vod i'm on rn) like hello?? sir??

the way qphil just, dips from confrontations with the guards like idk how to explain it but the way he just jumps into conversation after another escape attempt while the guards are still shooting at him is unparalleled

[sheyhem]

oliko kellään muulla semmosta kokemusta lukion vanhoista et ette ottanu osaa niihin koska olisitte mieluummin tanssinu eri sukupuolen osan/ette olis saanu muutenkaan paria/olisitte mieluummin tanssinu eri sukupuolen kaa jne ja sit myöhemmin tajunnu et oot queer

silleen yet another tämmönen nuoruuden juttu joka meni ohi sen takia et on queer (ja kiusattu mut yknow)

[misha-moose-dean-burger-lover]

when i was a kid i read something on the internet saying something like "whatever you're going through, remember that someone out there is going through the same exact thing" so yada yada "you're not alone" and i was at the age where you just believed things you read so for a bunch of time i was convinced that there was someone out there that i somehow didn't know of living the same exact life as me, going through the same exact set of situations with the same exact problems, and feeling the same exact way as me at all times

until i realised that's not exactly what that meant and i was so relieved

[kiachn]

WARNING: SPOLIERS!!!!!!

Killing Billy??? During Pride Month??? When youre heavily implying billy and johnny were in love??? That is homophobic atun-shei and i will not stand for it

[monards]

ilike that everyone saw Alice (who has a husband she apparently procreated with( and immediately went “lesbian…💜”

[emperorcandy]

Really good documentary.

I recommend it

[howtohuntthewilddead]

My main protag OCs. Official bio sheets coming soon!

[sheyshen]

Playing with Blue through ARR on Vincent and starting to work on Nhea through the MSQ made me take a little time to figure out some class glams for them so they can look snazzy and I can put together a to-do list of gear i want to keep an eye out for while I play. They each got one for each role (i'm doing this for you unkalhai) and a casual set >:3

Nhea: (casual, monk, paladin - his canon clases)

(machinist, red mage, white mage - just for the role quests)

RIP to his cowboy hat not making an appearance in any of these.

and Vincent: (casual, dragoon, white mage - canon classes)

(gunbreaker (also technically canon class), dancer, red mage)

bonus for what i wish i could do for Vincent for that little headcanon I have for him during his time in Garlemald in EW (and why gunbreaker is technically a canon class for him even if he doesn't actually know how to use heirsbane correctly) since he can't have that blade in game he just got one i thought suited him lol

[arctic-bookclub]

god i can’t stop thinking about how the (core) death family really is such a well fitting puzzle that when even one piece js gone it shows and affects the rest :(

like the death family is incomplete without qmissa, he carries such a huge role in the emotional wellbeing of things, he shines were qphil lacks; the death family is incomplete without qphil, the man consistently keeping the kids alive and fed, he can keep the kids alive but he struggles with the things beyond it, things beyond mere survival; and the kids, we saw how thoroughly their absence affected qphil and qmissa, how tallulah sleeping alone at her old home made the bunker feel so empty and incomplete, how without chayanne this little family would’ve never been formed in the first place. they all fulfill roles that no one else can perform in their place, tallulah and qmissa carry the artistic side and emotional knowledge of the family, qphil and chayanne carry the survivalist aspect of the family with experience and cooking. the family has had to adapt to the absence of members in the past, especially when the kids disappeared, and the toll it takes shows so clearly every time. they are only truly complete with each other, they are a family with so many troubles and ailments that could so easily be fixed by just them all being present, and yet they’re cursed to always miss one. they are always stuck adapting and filling roles to make up for an absence, and crumbling under the pressure each time

[sheyhem]

can that one crypto ad fuck off it keeps cutting off my music whenever it loads and it’s only that ad doing it here none of the others one do it

it already commited the crime of advertising some shitfart crypto coins and then it has the audacity of cutting my music like the most obnoxious piece of shit in the universe

[technikki]

she is like a sportsball to me

one really good quality about mario rpg partners is that they are silly and very throwable

[2neaky]

“𝑿𝒊𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒂’𝒔 𝑨𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓”

— MDNI -> WARNING: s*xual content, cursing, cheating, physical violence (minor), original characters, not proof-read

Something quick to post while I’m finishing up my Ony fic.

The slither of his spine and hips is smooth, slow, controlled. Yet, it’s strong enough to dig a guttural sound out of her. Her body bares down on him, stunned by the power behind every stroke.

He takes a hot, sweaty thigh of hers tight, hoping his grip is tight enough that it stops his hand from trembling so noticeably. He hikes her leg up higher on his bare waist.

She tosses her head away, screaming out something as he continues to dig. Digging deeper and deeper, searching for something so close, yet so far.

He pushes his face deeper into her neck. Maybe he was hoping for a cover to stifle any sound that may fall out of his mouth.

But as his eyes squeeze shut and he holds his breath, he thinks that maybe he’s trying to forget who’s beneath him.

“Jai—” Xiomara groans out.

Her naturally sultry voice reminds him. Freshly done acrylics, that he paid for, ruin the already bruised skin on his back.

“Oh sh— … oh shit … shit…”

His breathless chants grow heavier. It takes everything in him to drag a hand up to the headboard for support.

Her other leg comes around his waist, anchoring him like a ball and chain. “Yes! Give it to me, baby! Fuuuck—”

Moans and yells only grew louder, nearly deafening him. He snaps his hips harder, losing the control and strength he had to go slow.

She peers up at him through teary eyes and fucked up lashes. His eyes are still closed.

A groan rumbles his chest, it’s the loudest he’s been since they’ve started. She squeezes around him tighter, just to hear it again.

His shoulders hunch—all the muscles in his body tense. The air in his throat caught. He released her leg to grip the headboard with both hands.

“Mmh—f-fuck Shey—”

He doesn’t hear the sound she makes when his orgasm hits him. But, she can feel him unravel, shooting off inside of her as his muscles go lax.

His head hangs between his shoulders, his arms shaking as he continues to hold himself up. Her dark brown eyes search his face for an answer of some kind.

And for a while, the only sounds in this room is the gentle huffs of their panting. She swallows thickly, almost too scared to move.

“What did you call me?”

He peels his eyes open, and his dark gaze immediately falls on her face. “What?”

The word comes out hushed and mumbles. He couldn’t even open his mouth to enunciate it.

“What … the fuck did you just call me?”

Confusion creases his brows. His mouth bends around the first letter of the word “what,” but before he gets to say it—

“The fuck did you just call me, Jai?” She shoots up in bed, shoving him in his chest.

He falls back on his knees, glaring at her with wide eyes. “Wha—I ain’t call you nothing—”

“Who the fuck is Shey?”

The change in his face is so tiny. A simple ease in his brows. But she sees it all the same.

“I didn’t …” His eyes dart all over her face, searching for a hint of a joke. “I … what?”

“Who the fuck is Shey?” she yells.

A new rush of adrenaline makes his heart race.

“I didn’t—I didn’t say Shey—”

“Yes, you did!”

Her pale brown skin flushes with anger.

“No, I—I said Xo—”

Before he could feel it, he hears the sharp crack of her hand against his cheek.

“Do I look fucking stupid? Do you take me for a—“she hits him again, he blocks it this time—“fucking joke?”

“Get off! Get the fuck off my bed!”

Stumbling out of the tangle of sheets, he gets on unsteady feet to throw his clothes on.

“You—you leave me for a fucking year, you don’t answer my fucking calls—my fucking texts—and then you come back to New York pretending like you wanna see me!”

Her mouth runs a mile a minute, speaking so fast that she stumbles and trips over words. Her accent is even more pronounced.

As she rambles, she shields her body with the Versace robe she’d answered the door for him in. The one he bought her.

All the while, he keeps quiet, trying to process the entire situation as it falls apart in front of him.

“—I told you I fucking loved you! I loved you, and you don’t even say shit back!”

Her voice scratches, and her body trembles.

“Xo—”

“Don’t—don’t fucking talk to me!”

Huffing, she turns away from him, but he already knows that she’s only wiping the tears from her eyes.

“So … stupid,” she whined, a short cry following suit.

“Xo, I didn’t—“

“Who is she?”

She whipped around to look at him. Her wide eyes were overflowing pools, boring into his own. But her brows are pulled together, and upper lip curls into a scowl.

He only stares, dumbfounded. He can’t even think of anything to say.

“Answer. Me.”

His heart hammers in his chest. Breathing so fast, he can’t help the dizzy feeling running through him.

“She….”

“She what?”

“She’s … a friend—“

“Get—“she snatched up a pillow—“get out!”

Repeatedly, she beats him with it. Shielding himself, he was only backed further and further out of her room. All the way to the front door.

“I—aye! Xo—“

“Get the fuck out!”

Pulling open the door, she shoves him out of her apartment and shuts the door in his face.

This was bad. Really fucking bad. Although, what might’ve been worse was the name he moaned out ... and that he left his gun on her coffee table.

“Shit.”

Taglist: @wintrrxxo @vibewshyla @icanmakethedickstandup @toji-dabi-wife @genea-myers @whoareyouuuo @The_goatedaries

[universeskies]

Okie-dokie! SOOOOOOO!! It's That Time for me to Yap more about My Favorite Blorbo, One OF My Favorite comfort characters: Pearl Splatoon 2 HEHEEHEHEHEEH XDDDDDDDD And ALSO!!! A bit of lore as well for Hooked on to You story! Now Then...

Pearl in Hooked on to You and the way I see Pearl? Gender Comforting Character. Pearl in my view is He/Shey/They, Nonbinary Lesbian! Nonbinary Butch or He/Him butch! Whichever!

The reason I'm saying this? Is that Pearl is a Comfort kin character of Mine. Ever since Splatoon 2's Testfire Splatfest: Cake vs Ice Cream, I was a fan. I LOOOOOOOOOVE Cake!! One of my favorites and Pearl's favorites being Strawberry Cake which is also my favorite! So already on to a GREAT AWESOME Look and why I choose the team.

Then it was on Splatoon 2's official release date that I played it, and went on Hero Mode 2's Sunken Scrolls. The tale of how Pearl join in the Singing Competition in Calamary Country and unfortunately was disqualified due to HOW ABSURD and LOUD Their voice was? I felt seen.

See, I am a HUGE YAPPER and can be quite loud and whatnot and there has been plenty of times that I've been told to stop it. That I shouldn't be that loud or that I am getting annoying with the way I talk or ramble or yap about, and the thing is? I just like to yap and yap around XD Especially when its like one of my favorite things ever, this case of course, Splatoon!

So already with the first Sunken Scrolls that talks about Pearl and Marina's little bits of Backstory? I was HOOKED on with Them already.

And then more Splatfests came to be....

I was Team Mayo (I like Mayo), Team Flight, Team Vampires and so on and forwards. It wasn't til Team Fantasy where I first time join a Marina's team. Either way, I go by what I feel and such based on the question and theme, and genuinely every time that Pearl would talk in why He would pick that choice? I would follow cause it was so much familiar! So in a sense, She was the most relatable ;W;

And then finally, Octo Expansion came to be! And Her backstory, the Punk story and how much He was trying and trying so much to deal in with what SHE WANTED to write and sing? Oh my gosh, SO MUCH Same here! Many times wanting to be myself and be unapologetic about it and decided to go with it! YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!

Truly amazing. And obviously that didn't stop in Splatoon 2 Octo Expansion, It came to be Final Fest: Chaos vs Order and I was Team Chaos. Because I truly believe that when it comes to Life, You really can't get ALL the order and that while Change is indeed scary, its something that inevitably comes and such. Its hard and easier than done for sure, but its why I Love being in the Present. I still have quite the power to also take in and see what I CAN DO! When it comes to like per say, what I MUST do in the Present and actual time (yes, I was also Team Present for Grand Fest XD)

Is also why I decided to go and expand on more to Pearl's backstory in based of True Experiences I lived when growing up. Certain experiences being quite that I look and are bitter about, but it is what it is Y'know? I can't change the past and surely there are bitter moments, but thats is why on to the Present is best to SO MUCH take ahold of those experiences and do what You can do!

As I see myself I wanted to represent as well those kinds of feelings. I'm one that is quite comfortable within my gender in how I like to feel and I want that to be seen in that case. Which is also why I gave in within per say also somewhat giving Pearl my body type too! Except that Pearl is shorter XDDDDDDDDDDD But hey! He's a SHORT QUEEN! YEAAAAAAAAH! THE MC PRINCESS!

But yeah! Reason I like to ramble about Me being seen with Pearl And having The lucky chance to do so via writing or drawing, Even gameplay Why Not XD Is something dear And Comfy! And I believe it's quite amazing to see anyone as well be on The Same feeling or Just being seen! Cause any of You That relate? HELL YEAH!

[boobo13cambridge]

Sheila Ki Jawani | Kylian Mbappé

"I know you want it, but you're never gonna get it.

Tere haath kabhi na aani

(I will never come into your hands)

Maane na maane koi duniya yeh saari,

(Whether anyone believes it or not,)

Mere ishq ki hai deewani.

(This whole world is crazy behind me.)"

The music was blasting from the Bluetooth speaker that Kylian had got you for Valentine's Day after you had complained to him that your iPhone wasn't enough to jam to your favorite songs while getting ready.

Kylian, ever the attentive one, couldn't possibly not buy his bébé anything she asked for. Carefully applying the shade Limitless on your eyelids from your Huda Beauty palette, you were jamming to one of your favorite songs of all time while getting ready for your friend's birthday party. You were so happy that Kiara decided to make it Bollywood-themed because you wanted to wear the gold saree that your mother had gotten for you from her trip to India last month.

"Ab dil karta hai haule haule se,

(Now slowly my heart wants,)

Main toh khud ko gale lagaun.

(Me to embrace myself.)"

You continued shaking your hips in a sensual motion while you curled your lashes and applied a coat of mascara. To be honest, you were running a bit late and hoped Kylian wouldn't come home too soon so you could blame any tardiness on him. As a girl, you felt that being on time was overrated; no matter how much you prepared in advance, it didn't matter. What can you say? Beauty can't be hurried.

"Kisi aur ki mujhko zaroorat kya,

(I don't need anyone else,)

Main toh khud se pyar jataun.

(I'll express my love to myself.)"

This was your favorite part of the song. While waiting for the eyelash glue to dry, you struck a pose at every line.

"What's my name?

What's my name?

What's my name?

My name is Sheila, Sheila ki jawani.

(My name is Sheila, young Sheila.)

I'm too sexy for you,

Main tere haath na aani.

(I will never come into your hands.)

No no no no Shei-"

"Having fun, mon amour?" your husband's voice cut through the music as you stood there, your index finger shaking in front of the mirror with your expression stuck in a deer caught in the headlights motion.

Smirking, your husband stood there leaning against the doorway with his arms crossed.

"Kyky! What a surprise! I didn't know you were going to be home so early!" you blushed, trying to quickly put your lashes on, while wholly ignoring the fact that you were obviously late.

"Early, bébé? Really? T'es sérieuse?" he said, raising his eyebrows and walking behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist. "It's 8:00 pm, and we are supposed to leave by 8:15 pm."

"Honestly, Ky. When you really think about it, does it really matter? I mean, it's an Indian birthday party; no one's on time," you rambled on while applying your primer. "Besides, time is just a con-"

"Bébé,"

"-cept. According to Allen Bluedor, time is a result -"

"Bébé,"

"of humans interacting with each other -"

"BÉBÉ!"

"-and socialization processes," you trailed off as he spun you around in his arms and gave you a stern look that made you immediately shut up. Kylian looked positively over your antics, as his dark eyes peered into your soul. The stern press of his mouth made it clear that he was less than impressed with your incorrigible habit of not getting ready on time.

"Qu'est-ce que je t'avais dit la semaine passée quand on a failli être en retard pour la fête à ma mère?" he asked, his thumb tracing circles on your exposed hip bone. There was a predatory gleam in his eyes that had your pulse suddenly racing. A slight shiver went down your spine as you had a hard time looking into his eyes.

"Euh, que j'étais vraiment belle et que de toute façon on avait juste failli être en retard?" you said while fluttering your eyes at him. You knew you were in trouble when you felt his hands tighten around your hips, as he frowned and pursed his lips, almost surprised by your audacity.

"Et maintenant, tu mens, eh?" his growly voice sent a spark of heat into your lower belly as he slowly backed you into the counter. Feeling the edge digging into your back, you placed your hands on the planes of his chest, the soft fabric of his black kurta providing comfort despite the tension in the air.

His right hand, which was on your hip, slid up your body slowly, wrapping around your throat and giving it a light squeeze. Your breath hitched as you felt your panties dampening.

"I asked you a question, and I expect an honest answer, bébé."

"Okay, fine. You told me that if I were late one more time, you would bend me over your knees…"

"Don't get shy on me now, princesse. You've literally had my cock in your mouth."

"Oh my god, Ky. You're such a perv sometime."

"Answer me."

"You would bend me over your knees and spank my ass raw," you mumbled quickly.

"Unfortunately, mon amour, I don't have time to bend you over my knees but I'm sure this counter will do," he said while his left hand slid down your ass, giving it a possessive squeeze.

"Turn around, and bend over."

At this point, you were so turned on that you wanted him to do it, all previous traces of nervousness vanishing from your body as if it was never there in the first place. Gulping, you bit your lip, as you slowly turned around and bent over the cold countertop. you weren't wearing a bra underneath your silk robe, so your nipples were hard as they touched the cool surface.

You heard Kylian inhale sharply as he slowly lifted your flimsy robe, gradually exposing your derrière. You heard him curse as he caressed your soft flesh. A sharp smack on your ass had you whimpering as the sting left behind a film of ecstasy in your soul.

"You're going to count for me now, bébé," he said, his commanding voice slowly seducing you into submission.

"One…" The word barely left your lips when Kylian let out a snort, shaking his head not in amused disbelief at your antics. "T'es drôle. Celui-là ne compte pas."

Despite the dark lust clouding his deep brown eyes, a glint of mischief and a touch of affection shone through. You drove him absolutely mental but he loved every second of it.

"T'es méchant, tu sais," you retorted, a pout forming on your lips, challenging his authority with your audacity.

Smack.

"Deux," you said, your voice laced with defiance, determined to test his limits as the sting of his slap reverberated through you. Glancing at your reflection in the mirror, the person staring back seemed almost like a stranger. A flush of red painted your cheekbones, a vivid testament to the intensity of the moment, while your teeth sank into your plump bottom lip.

"You're such a brat. I shouldn't let you cum for a week," he admonished, his tone firm as he caressed the bruised flesh.

"No! How could you even think of doing that?" You protested breathlessly, alarmed that he would even dare deny you your pleasure.

Just as he was about to retort, the sudden ring of your phone sliced through the charged atmosphere of the room, the beginning notes of Standing Next to You breaking the intimate bubble that you were both confined in.

"Who is it, Ky?" Your voice was curious, a slight edge of impatience cutting through as you tried to peek over his shoulder at the glowing phone screen.

"Oh putain, it's Kiara."

"Oh shit, she's going to kill us. We're so late." The words tumbled out of your mouth, a laugh hiding just beneath the surface, acknowledging that your best friend was about to tear you a new one.

"I wonder whose fault that is, mon amour," Kylian smirked, his gaze teasing and accusatory all at once.

"Ugh, get over it, Ky."

Smack.

"Cheeky brat." His words were a playful growl, the affectionate smack a punctuation to your ongoing banter. "C'mon, let me help you with your saree."

"Je t'aime, bébé." you said blowing a kiss in his direction, giving him a quick peck.

He just rolled his eyes at your antics, the gesture full of love and a resigned acceptance of your playful nature.

╚══════╝ A/N╚══════╝

Hi lovelies! I had this in the drafts and finally decided to post it! Yay 😁

I think I’m leaning towards writing short prompts because i have a hard time doing longer ones.

Anyways, I hope you guys like it 😊😊

[changelingsandothernonsense]

17 and 20 for Sydari and Josh

Hiii! Thanks for the asks! 17. Are there any motifs or symbols associated with the character? How are they represented, in their design, personality or in some other way? Josh: Josh's main design colours are vermillion, violet and black with the editions of bronze and silver. Josh prefers leather for amour and silk for lounging. As Josh gets more and more immersed within Urshilaku culture, he starts to bring a lot of glass beading and amulets into his aesthetic. Moon-and-Star is an obvious symbol but it's the absence of its obvious use in his design that I'm playing with. Moon-and-Star is very much there. It's in the ring, yes but its also in the way his hair (fringe in particular) sits and it's in the pattern of his scar tissue. It's in his skin so he can't get away from it but he can do everything in his power to hide the evidence.

Same can be said for his scarab markings that mark him as one of the ascended. I throw in a lot of nebulae imagery into his ascended depictions, since he's meant to be shirking reverse CHIM.

Sydari: Dragons and Nightingales.

She spends most of her time down in the thieves guild as a faceless entity. The Nightingale is the new Guild Master but know one knows who they are since they keep themselves completely covered at all times. She only answers to that title when she's conducting business and it's something she specifically chose for herself. Sydari likes keeping her life highly compartmentalised.

Nightingale is not Thane Sydari Aralen-Shei and Thane Aralen-Shei is not the Last Dragonborn. It's a delicate balancing act. And yet you will never see her without her dragon glass torc.

20. Bonus question: share any additional thoughts, art, favourite scenes, anything you've been waiting for a chance to ramble about

I really want to recreate this image with Josh as Josh since I painted this before I even started writing the first draft of Serious Mistakes. This was painted in 2022 and predates Josh by like 6 months. The story has changed a lot and so has Josh's entire design!

Character asks

[little-shadow-club]

In my delulu era

(She is a demon untainted by the abundance of mana, a royal who could afford anyone's needs in a second with no problems whatsoever. And sheis a human who wants to scape the world and the people that tickle her sensitive smell the moment she is even near them due to their mana. May I need to say more?)

Ramble incoming Haein just wants to canonically live a normal life outside of the whole ordeal with the gates and her fame when she was a younger athelete, but cant bring herself to do so mostly becuase of how much she wishes to use her power for her own good and how even when she has to do a job, she doesnt see the other kind as an enemy until she is attacked. She has oen of the most purest hearts out there but it sint noticable due to her constant emotionless face and the fact that she is one of the strongests beings out there which already sets her apart from others not only physiscally but emotionally.

And then theres Esil who has no choice but to care for the place she is demanded to protect by a voice she doesnt even know of, and by a king who is so far away se could never grap at what his goals are. She is born in a life so filled with constant bloodshed that it becomes a daily part of her, knowing that if she shows even the slightest of weakness it will be over for her, and she doesnt care to backstab and betray, to kneel or submit to a higher force if she gets to live. She would not choose the glory of death over her life, she will not carve out the path by herself and instead rely on others to help her overcome it because she knows to where her weakness lies.

The thing that scratches my back the most about this ship is that, whereas Haein could have a normal life with someone else (cough jinwoo cough), she could never have that same level of equal power as she would with Esil. Both of them arethe closest to their levels matching, both of them would be comfortable with each other considering how Esil is really interested in human (internet) culture and Haein for the most part has tolerated or found friendships with monsters outside of humans. Esil's world would be a refresh for her to just wind down and be spoiled with every need possible. And Esil could easily go to earth to meet her in order to relax from her noble duties.

Its so interesting to me that esil is also implied to have had a loving family but has since lost it all (rag timeline) whereas haein it is never implied whenever or not she has had a family of her own but we know that those who cared for her wanted to boost her idol success which haein didnt really like. so in the end she only go to have a real family after meeting others like jongin and jinwoo.

And I swear these two would have made me go insane if they met, they are literally even living together only one dimension apart, and yet tey never had a canon interaction. god kew of they would have gotten together they would have been unstopable.