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“Smoulder” - Digital Oil Painting

You know I’m a sucker for funky lighting, but just LOOK at this gorgeous man. I love the lines of his nose and mouth, and of course he has amazing eyes. This painting also has the distinction of featuring the lesser seen eyebrow lift from the Ninth Doctor!

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elemental sound, running underneath it all

splatdragonff  asked:

Hi! Can we get scenarios for the RFA where they find out she's pregnant? I love your stuff!

a|n: i didn’t do jaehee’s because i can’t find a scenario that will fit. so i only did this request with the boys! i hope you like this one!!

thank you so much for this wonderful request this is like the cutest request i received ( i received two of them thank you lovelies )
my heart died due to fluff. amen.

RFA boys finding out MC’s pregnant

Zen

  • you were a nervous wreck the day you found out
  • the steamy night you two shared blossomed a beautiful flower
  • you didn’t know how to break it to zen the news of your pregnancy
  • because you knew he just won’t be able to take it very well
  • since it might mean that he should give up his career so he can take care of you and your soon-to-be baby
  • the problem lies at the fact that he was just starting out and his name was only just beginning to spread wide
  • so it means all his hard works will be cut off short and his life with the spotlight will be abandoned
  • you didn’t want any of that to happen since you, of all people, knew how hard he wanted to achieve what he’s slowly having now
  • but at the same time, you didn’t want your child to have an incomplete family  – it needs its father
  • so with all the remaining guts you have with you, you forced yourself to go out and at least talk it with him no matter the result
  • with your erratic heartbeat, your dry mouth and your willowy throat, you forced your way out, never minding the jelly feeling of your legs
  • when you opened your door, you were surprised to hear searing and sauteing inside the kitchen and the entire house smelled so good
  • you gently went to the kitchen and watched him as he worked around, cooking what seemed like a feast for the two of you
  • he noticed you out of the corner of his ruby red eyes and turned around with one of the sweetest smiles you ever saw him have
  • “Hmm? What is it, honey? Ah, I thought you’re resting? I knocked on your door earlier, you know.” he asked, his tone cheery, he turned to face you with an eyebrow raised, expectant of your answer
  • “Zen …” you let your lips feel one more time the feel of the roll of his name off of your mouth before everything goes down “I - I need to tell you something …”
  • the worry and crisp on your voice alarmed him that he turned off the stove and slowly faced you as he wiped his hands on his pink ‘sugar daddy’ apron, halting everything he was doing
  • “Is something wrong?” his voice, full of concern asked you as he gently wrapped his arm around your waist “Are you sick? Are you not feeling well? MC?”
  • with all what strength you have left, you showed him the result of the pregnancy test kit you tried on earlier, showing him it opted a positive result
  • you’re pregnant
  • and it’s going to ruin his career
  • “I’m … ” you swallowed hard as your voice failed you “I’m pregnant, Zen … I - I don’t want to ruin your career …” 
  • the concern etched upon his golden features made you more nauseous and paranoid of what his reaction will be
  • he’s going to hate you now for ruining everything. you and your morbid thoughts.
  • but when he realized what you just said, doom and abandonment apparent on your foreboding thoughts, he did something you did not entirely expect
  • he carried you off your feet and spun you around as he laughed with glee  – laughed with glee??
  • you blinked many times as your mouth went agape, slowly absorbing the current situation
  • “Oh god! Seriously?! I’m gonna be a dad?!” he asked, his crimson eyes almost the same color as his face
  • his face flushed in happiness
  • he showered you with his peppery kisses as you giggled with his lips’ ticklish feeling against your own
  • “I’m gonna be a dad?! Oh god! Oh god … I’m gonna be a dad …” he kept on repeating it like he wants himself to believe more than you do
  • then he cried
  • “Oh god … ” he softly chanted as he slowly put you down, his head shaking in worry, “W- will I be a good father …? I’m – I’m worried … All I did in my entire life was run away from my family …”
  • you pulled him against your arms as you softly planted a light peck on his cheeks, this time, assuring him with everything you have, your own tears streaming down your cheeks
  • “Zen … I was worried you’d abandon me. Your life with the spotlight is who you are. It’s what you aspired to be. I don’t want to drag you down when you’re only about to reach it …” with your words spoken in a heartfelt tone, zen slowly teared up as he hugged you tight, shaking his head
  • “I’d abandon everything in a heartbeat. For you. But we’re going to make sure this will work out, okay? Don’t worry about me. You are my life. You are my home. And I aspire to be the man who can shelter you and provide you with everything you deserve without fail. Please don’t say I’ll abandon you, MC. Not now. Not ever.” he whispered as he laid his head on your shoulder, trying to prevent what seemed to be tears of joy – his shoulders shaking as he let out the words you were hoping to only hear in the form of a hopeful dream
  • “You define who I’m supposed to be.”

Jumin

  • you break in a cold sweat as your hands trembled upon seeing the result of the small box on your grasp
  • POSITIVE
  • you swallowed hard as you felt soft tears roll down your cheeks, unable to process the fact that was sewn across your being
  • you are pregnant
  • and you knew that was one of the least concerns jumin have at the current being
  • you jumped when you heard a soft knock on the door followed with his baritone voice inquiring, “MC? Are you alright?”
  • it occurred to you that you’ve been inside said bathroom for merely an hour or less already
  • and it was really weird for you to stay that long without any proper excuse
  • “A- ah!” you quickly hid the kit in the medicine cabinet as you scrambled on your feet while marching towards the door, flashing your man a sheepish grin, “I’m sorry. My stomach was upset. I had to um, let it go inside. Hehe!”
  • he lifted an eyebrow as he looked at you, amused by your small antic
  • then he looked thoughtfully at you and for a moment, you thought you’re going to have a heart attack thinking he saw through your small lie
  • “Hmm … I might change chefs. I can’t have your stomach going upset with what he cooks. I don’t want you sick.”
  • you let out a nervous chuckle that might have been too obvious as jumin studied you one last time before he wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you to bed
  • the next day
  • you were so surprised to see jumin’s disheveled hair and dark look as he sat cross legged in front of your sleeping figure
  • his hand to his face while his other removed the tie he wore
  • he looked concerned and mad
  • you realized you woke up quite late yourself
  • you immediately rose as you fixed your bed hair, trying your best to fight your droopy eyes
  • “J- Jumin? What are you still doing here? It’s 8 … you should be going to work now …” you asked as you let out a small yawn, dropping both your legs to the floor down to your slippers
  • “Work can wait. My concern … can’t.” he slowly said as he rose up from the couch he was sitting from earlier, his broad figure looming over you
  • he slowly crouched before you as he pulled out a tiny box from the pocket of his black blazer
  • “What is this, MC?” he showed you the exact PT kit you hid on the medicine cabinet from yesterday
  • your eyes widened as he showed it to you, the kit flashing before your very eyes
  • your test result
  • your mouth dropped open as you looked over his eyes and saw how hurt and offended he seemed from your hiding
  • “No … I …” you began, trying to find your words but they just won’t come out
  • you’re too distracted with how sad and regretful jumin looked and your own busted little secret
  • you were so afraid of what he’ll say next and it caused you to tremble under his gaze
  • it looked like he massaged his temples but it seemed more like he was wiping his own tears instead
  • you gaped at him as he tried his best to retain his composure
  • but nothing
  • he was a nerve wreck
  • “How come I did not notice this … God,” he began as he swallowed what seemed to be a lump on his throat, his deep voice sounding like a broken record “Do you not want me to be the father of your child? Or … could it be that you’re carrying another man’s flesh and blood?” his eyes searched yours, hope sparked in it that he might just be wrong about what he’s thinking
  • you stared at him dumbfounded and you immediately shook your head in a quiet rejection
  • but this did not stop him from laying his head down to the edge of your knees, his dark mop of hair falling to your skin, tickling you
  • “Is my love not enough?” he continued in a soft whisper as he tried to control the intonation of his voice despite it sounding so wounded, afraid that if he yells at you, you’d break, “You dare hide to me an important matter … have you no trust in me, MC?”
  • “Jumin, no … That’s - that’s not it …” you tried to bite back your sobs as you felt fresh batch of tears rolling down your cheeks
  • “Then, baby, tell me … ” he raised his head as he cupped your face with the palm of his hands, wiping your tears in the process, “Tell me … why have you hidden it from me? Did you not want me to be the father of your child? Tell me …”
  • you shook your head as you explained yourself in between the rake of your sobs “I - I was afraid you’d want me out of your life. I knew you didn’t want to have a child this soon … And the scandal of you being a father despite us not being united with the church’s consent, still …”
  • “No … I’d never want to condone such thing to you. You are my love. You are etched in every fibre of my being. There is no me if there is no you.” he breathed for a while as he planted a kiss to your forehead, a gentle one it felt feathery “There is no greater gift from heaven than having you carry my child. For now I am finally certain that you are mine and mine alone.”
  • you let out a gentle chuckle while wiping your tears as you nodded your head against his touch
  • he looked at you with the fondest of emotions; this man truly loved you
  • there was a strange feeling erupting from the depths of your soul
  • you knew what it was called though: satisfaction
  • “I love you. Never forget that. I am not whole if you’re not with me. I have vowed my life for you the day I tasted your lips.”

Yoosung

  • it was an accident
  • he was still on the final semester of his studies before he’s finally going to get his license for medical practice and you were on the edge of either aborting the baby or letting it live
  • yoosung didn’t deserve this
  • he needs to finish his studies first and you knew that
  • it’s his dream his entire life
  • you knew you had no right of snatching it away from him
  • you knew the baby had no fault but you didn’t want to ruin yoosung’s future either
  • it was the baby or his future
  • you decided to tell yoosung the thing at hand the night his examination results comes out
  • your tummy is by then, at least 2 months pregnant already
  • you were a nervous wreck as you practiced your speech an hour before yoosung’s arrival at home
  • when you heard the front door click, you knew for certain it was him
  • his face was flushed due to the cold weather and a few confetti were stuck to his blond hair which was a bit odd
  • his eyes widened in surprise when he saw you sitting on his living room sofa with a gloomy look on your face that he literally stumbled backwards while holding his chest this would have been funny if you weren’t so nervous lolol
  • “Oh gosh! Don’t scare me like that!” he exclaimed as he let out few big breaths while clutching his chest “Gosh, MC! I thought you’re a killer or something!” he sighed as he flicked the lights open and dropped what seemed to be bags of groceries on the coffee table
  • “I called you many times today. So you’re just here the whole day? Ah - I thought you’ve been busy!” he began as he made his way to the shoe rack to pile up his shoes, “It’s the first snow of the month too! You wanna go for a walk at the park later?”
  • when he noticed you weren’t your usual self since you were not entertaining him that much, he immediately went over to you and sat down with a concerned look on his face
  • “What’s wrong? You’re unusually quiet …” he asked, albeit his cheerful face hides worry on his tone
  • “I … I have something I need to tell you,” the grim on your voice made yoosung stumble back a bit with a serious look showing upon his features
  • his eyebrows were knitted together as his amethyst orbs stared at you in confusion, clueless of what you’re going to drop to him, clueless that his future is about to crumble into pieces
  • you pulled out the tiny box you kept on your sleeves and yoosung quietly followed your movements with his gaze
  • he saw how you unpacked the box and handed him the tiny material that held his future in line
  • the box yelled at him the results of the night you two once shared
  • positive
  • his eyes widened in stupefied surprise
  • “W - what is this?” his voice cracked as he nervously took the kit with his trembling hands “I - Is this from you, MC?”
  • you slowly nodded your head, regretting everything you did, everything that lead to this path
  • and the next thing you knew
  • he was crying
  • he was a ball of sobs and incoherent words as he held the kit near his chest like it’s everything he have left in this world
  • “Oh god … Is this mine? Is this ours? A - Am I the father? Am I going to be a father??” these were the words you heard him repeat at particularly no one
  • you were crying too when you heard how broken and excited he sounded
  • “Oh god … I - I’m sorry … I don’t want you to go alone with it, MC … I’m so sorry. I’m going to ruin your life. I’m going to ruin everything. I’m sorry …” he was apologizing profusely and you thought that NO
  • it’s not his fault, it’s yours too
  • “I’ve decided to go through with the pregnancy …” you slowly said that made him shot his head up to you, his expression crestfallen, “I - I don’t want your future ruined, Yoosung … I - I’m going through it even if you decide you want nothing to do with it … I - It’s my child … You have your life ahead of you. I don’t want to hinder you from reaching your dreams.”
  • “W - what are you talking about, MC?” his voice quivered as he gently touched your hand and clasped it with his, “You thought of aborting the baby??”
  • “Yes. Once. But … I thought better. It’s yours, too. It’s ours. It’s what defines our love. I … I can’t kill the child.” you were a heap of sobs when you crack to him your darkest thoughts
  • he pulled you to him as he caressed your hair and showered your head with feathery kisses “No, please … you’re not going to ruin me. We’ll do it together. I’ll be with you. I’ll never leave you. Don’t … don’t kill our child. Please.”
  • all these seemed so easy to say yet impossible to do
  • he breathed in and you noticed how intense and deep he stared at you before you heard him whisper the words, “I passed. I got it. I got the license.”
  • your eyes widened in utter shock
  • yoosung flashed you a toothy, boyish grin that looked absolutely heavenly at the moment
  • he gathered your hands with his as he brought it to his chest, letting you feel the wild beating of his heart while he said his vow to you
  • “Don’t ever think you’re a burden to me. I … I maybe the youngest out of everyone but I promise you I won’t be a coward for responsibilities just because I’m young! No matter how hard it will be … No matter the circumstances - even if I have to give you my life, I will.”
  • you nodded your head in a soft agreement as you showered his knuckles with soft pecks of light kissies
  • “I’ll be with you til the end.” he smiles fondly as he caresses your still flat stomach, “Always.”

Seven

  • he was not ready
  • you knew he just wasn’t ready
  • god forbid you knew Seven would be so surprised if he finds out
  • and he’ll freak the heck out of it
  • you tried to crack it to him the lightest possible way ever
  • and it often ended with him just laughing the idea off which isn’t actually helping the growing paranoia inside you
  • since you wanted your child to have a complete family even if it was a bit unplanned for the both of you darn it for him being a sharp shooter
  • you knew he didn’t want the two of you to have any child sooner, considering the fact that both of your lives were pretty messed up and still in chaos
  • the danger around still looms your heads
  • there are still few who’re running after the two of you and the problem only ended like 2 months ago?? it’s still so fresh
  • not only that but he’s got his hands pretty full right now with all the issues and betrayals he’s facing
  • he was still on the edge of recovering and keeping his life back on track
  • and this will only add up to his piles of stress
  • so you were a bit afraid of what he might do or might tell you to do
  • you had dark bags under your eyes as you stared at your reflection on the mirror inside the bathroom one day
  • with the PT kit on your hand you stared at it in awful horror as it screamed at you how positive the result was in a blaring red color
  • you’re pregnant
  • with Saeyoung’s child
  • you’ve been experiencing various nausea episodes whenever you smell something you were so fond of before or even a slight tinge of your favorite perfume
  • you had it once when you were eating it with him
  • but you dismissed the idea the moment he asked you about it as you just experiencing an upset stomach
  • you’d get dizzy at random times of the day and you’ve been very picky with what you eat
  • you even puked when you smelled the cheese from the pizza Saeyoung brought home one day which was actually the trigger for his deepening suspicions
  • you never said no to pizza before
  • you ran towards the bathroom and cried so hard about how hard your situation was
  • you were on the verge of being suicidal and aborting the baby when you heard furious knocking on the door
  • “MC! MC!! Open the door! What are you doing there?! Are you crying?!” he yelled in frustration but you did not budge
  • you let him continue his prevalent knocks
  • “Let me in or I’ll force my way in!”
  • you only edged further and locked yourself inside the shower room, not minding his threat even a bit
  • you held the PT test kit on your hand so tight when you heard the door click, prompting that someone unlocked it
  • you heard his footsteps inside as he neared the frosted glass door of the shower
  • at first, his shadow was not doing anything until you saw how he laid down and sat indian-style on the floor
  • “Alright, alright. I’ll listen to you. Say what you want to say.” you heard his deep, playful voice encourage you as he settled himself on the bathroom floor
  • this prompted you to open the door slightly while peeking at him
  • his golden eyes were concentrating on you, a look of soft plead evident on his features
  • a heavy sigh escaped your lips as you opened the door fully
  • you gently stepped out of the shower room with the PT kit on your hand and handed him the small white material
  • his eyes narrowed upon receiving the small box then he turned his gaze up towards you
  • “And … what does this mean?” he lifted an eyebrow as he eyes you through the rim of his glasses
  • you sighed exasperatedly and snatched the thing on his hands
  • he protested and stood up as you stormed out of the bathroom with him trailing behind
  • “Damn! MC! Why are you acting this way?!” he called out and grabbed your hand, making you spun around so you can face him
  • he was narrowing his eyes towards you and you couldn’t help but whimper as you felt a fresh batch of tears flowing freely from your eyes
  • “I am pregnant! PREGNANT, SAEYOUNG! With your child! Oh god … This is a mistake …” you boomed with anger and when you realized what slipped your mouth, you covered your face with your hands, letting the PT kit fall with a gentle thud
  • “Oh god … I’m sorry. Please, don’t leave me. Saeyoung …” your voice quivered as you begged, your shoulders shaking badly with your tears
  • you heard Seven sigh as he held your shoulders and pulled you towards him, making you crash against his hard chest
  • “I know about it, MC. I’m not dumb to not notice everything …” he whispered in a small voice as he rubbed your back
  • your eyes widened and you tried to pluck yourself away from him due to what he just dropped “Y - You knew?”
  • he slowly nodded, a small ghost of a smile spreading across his lips “Yeah, I knew. It takes two on two to notice though since you showed late symptoms.”
  • you smacked him on his chest as he let out a bubble of chuckle from his throat, his cheeks flushing due to it, “Ouch! Haha! I guess we’re even now! Alright, you can stop hitting me now, seriously!”
  • “I thought! God! I should have known!” you exclaimed and you continued to smack him to let out your frustration no matter his chest is hard and he barely even flinched against your attacks lolol
  • he was chuckling as he pulled you back to him, locking your body with his arms, hugging you tight
  • “I told you I want to leave a mark of my existence in this world, right?” he began as he trailed off, your face cupped in between his hands
  • he rubbed his nose against your own as he gently kissed you on your lips, his eyes so soft and loving as he stared at you
  • “Then, this is that mark. The world will know that I existed. Finally, in this world, I now have somewhere I belong.”