here have this one while i fix my other one lol

I’ve wanted to talk for So Long about the portrayal of anxiety in YOI but I’ve been having so much trouble putting together what I want to say in the most effective manner. I kept trying to come at this in a more analytical fashion, but considering that this is such a personally important topic to me, I’m going to try a more emotional approach. Something I don’t normally do.

So really, to start off, I wanna say that I’m so damn thankful for the way Yuuri is written. Really, seriously. I don’t think I’ve ever had the ability to relate more to character; Yuuri is close to a mirror of my own experiences with anxiety and it’s so fantastic to have a model of development and growth for me and people like me. I found the portrayal to be frighteningly accurate, from types of thoughts, behaviors, mannerisms… I think the episode that stood out to me the most in terms of Yuuri’s anxiety was ep7, aka Yuuri’s on-screen panic attack episode. 

The first thing I noticed was this: 

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve found myself in that exact position. I bounce my legs when I panic, just like Yuuri is doing here. Head in his hands, breathing heavily, bouncing and jostling limbs. This isn’t the Mary-Sue cutesy portrayal of anxiety–this is a real anxiety disorder. It’s not pretty. It’s not easy. It can’t be fixed with a single word or a touch or a person. Quite frankly, it’s ugly and you lose control of your body. 

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Why the SPN mixtape scene from 12x19 is screenwriting gold, and should be taught to the next generations of screenwriters everywhere - analysis

20 seconds. Two lines of dialogue, three gestures, a couple more camera angles. Episode 19, season 12 of a genre TV show “Supernatural”. A single strike of screenwriting and cinematic genius. The mixtape scene.

Robert Berens and Meredith Glynn, I bow before you.

This scene should be used as an example for future screenwriters how you can put maximum of meaning into minimal time and dialogue. Should be analyzed and taught at universities everywhere, how to achieve the most using the least. How to write for TV, where you only have less than an hour to built something spectacular.

WOW.

Let’s just peel off all the layers of these 20 seconds of footage and these 13 words. 13 WORDS.

(Cas knocks, Dean doesn’t say anything. Cas opens the door, apologizes for disturbing Dean in his room, and then takes a cassette tape out of his left inside coat pocket, and puts it on the desk, while tapping the label on it that says “Deans (sic!) top 13 Zepp traxx”.)

Cas: Um, I just wanted to return this.

Dean: It’s a gift. You keep those.

13 tracks. 13 words. The future. So number thirteen is important for the future. I mean, are you trying to tell us something here, writers?

(Dean takes the tape, oustreches his arm, and gives it back to Cas. We see Cas’ hand grabbing the tape, and taking it back.)

That tiny scene is ENORMOUS from the perspective of the narrative and the characterization. Let’s see what we can get out of it. (Prepare yourself: it’s gonna be long. Damn, how much meta can you write based on 20 seconds of television and two lines of dialogue?) (Hint: A lot.)

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anonymous asked:

Omg ??// those time travel fics are so good ??/ would you happen to have more recommendations?

Hi! I have gotten so many requests to update my list, but there are so many I’m just going to make a whole ’nother list! You can find my first list here!


Time Travel AU (Part 2)


Standard Deviations by JustBeHappy, Teen, 82k
Victor knew something was wrong when he woke up. Firstly, Yuuri wasn’t by his side in bed. Secondly, the wallpapers weren’t supposed to be blue. LOVE!

News Travels Fast by TheSecretUchiha, Gen, 1.3k
In which time travel happened but there is no mention of time travel and Viktor and Yuuri like to surprise people, especially reporters. THIS IS SO GOOD

Turn Back the Clock by IronScript, Teen, 52k (WIP)
When Yuuri and Viktor wake up over thirty years in the past, they don’t know what to do. Does the other remember? Luckily that particular question is quickly answered and they can relax slightly, but what about afterwards? Viktor was brought back to right before his first Olympics, and Yuuri isn’t even old enough to compete in Seniors’! Great fic!

The Switch by BoredPerson69, Teen, 5.3k
The Switch was a true mystery to science. Nobody knew how or why it happened, it just did. Soulmate AU!

Katsuki Yuuri Solemnly Swears That Time-Travel/Alternate Universe Bullshit Did Not Happen With The Intent to Piss Off Yuri Plisetsky by Eldestmiddle, Teen, 20k (WIP)
When Yuuri wakes up, a sweet-faced twelve-year-old, he bursts into tears and his mother calls him in sick to school. He spends a day in bed, crying and pinching himself until he can really believe that he’s really doing all this over again. Then he starts laughing because he’s really doing all this over again. It feels like it should be easier but when he tallies up, the losses are almost too much to bear. WOW!

Maelstrom by feelslikefire, Explicit, 43k
Victor Nikiforov is poised to win gold in his fifth consecutive Grand Prix Final. He has the world at his feet, is unparalleled in the sport–right up until a snowstorm blows into Sochi, and he finds himself repeating the same day over and over and over. He stumbles over Yuuri Katsuki, and everything changes. Time loop AU! One of my all-time favourite fics!

And I Will Try to Fix You by Dawn on ICE (Dawn_Blossom), Teen, 19k
16 year old Victor Nikiforov may be lonely, but he isn’t sure how getting thrust into the future to live with his older self and his older self’s fiancé is going to help anything. Oh, and the 16 year old version of his older self’s fiancé is there, too. Thumbs up!

of whispering lights and empty ice rinks by nauti, Gen, 12k
One would think that everything would calm down after Yuuri won the Onsen on Ice event. It was supposed to be his year; he was going to be training with his long time idol turned coach and he was back in Japan with his family. Everything was looking up for Katsuki Yuuri. That is, until a stranger that looks exactly like him, but older appears in the middle of the rink after a bright flash of light. SUCH a great fic!

counterclockwise by viktyuuri (Empress_Arisu), Teen, 4.9k (WIP)
Life after retirement, Yuuri thinks, is quite a nice change of pace. Although, not so much when he finds himself thrust back into the past. In which married husbands Viktor and Yuuri somehow end up 5 years in the past without knowing how or why. I love Victor in this asjhdlsjflk

Those Second Thoughts You Asked For by akisazame, Teen, 7.1k
The first time Victor skips backwards in time, he is fourteen years old. Highly recommend!

a great desire to love by lily_winterwood, Teen, 21k
For some strange, inexplicable, fantastic reason, Yuuri Katsuki and Viktor Nikiforov are trading places.  THE GREATEST Kimi no Na wa AU!!!!

it’s not a side effect of the champagne, i am thinking it must be love by lostincostco, Teen, 2.5k
Somehow, Yuuri gets the distinct feeling he’s being punished for something. LOL I LOVE THIS

Future Self by fishydip, Gen, 5.2k
Soulmates AU where one day, at random you wake up in your own body, except in the future after you have already met and fallen in love with your soulmate. you get a random amount of time to spend as your future self to learn more about them. Another great soulmate/time travel AU!

Stammi Vicino by Mairieux, Teen, 2.5k
Katsuki Yuuri, unable to sleep due to being wracked with nerves and anxiety, finally passes out in his hotel room the night before his first grand prix final. And when he wakes up? He has no idea why he’s suddenly sleeping so close to a mop of silver hair. So cute!

A Minute or a Year by I_have_problems, Teen, 8.7k (WIP)
One minute Yuuri and Viktor are enjoying their offseason while planning their wedding the next both of them are thrown three years into the past and are left to find one another again. Angsty but worth it!!

Tiger Stripes and Smartphones by vivi1138, Teen, 24k
In the glorious year 2004, the famous Victor Nikiforov owns a Nokia3510 and is very proud to be the only one at school who got rid of his monochrome mobile phone. So, where is his precious device when he wakes up in an unfamiliar room and finds an expensive smartphone filled with pictures of someone who looks exactly like him… but older? Rec’d by a follower!


The gif was created by @omgdango !

roxwallyssox  asked:

I love you charms!! They are so cute!! As an artist trying to get started on selling my own products, i was wondering if i could ask how you make your packaging look so nice? I would love to learn how to make my stuff look so professional.

Oh me gosh, you have no idea how much that means to me… I’m emotional now! ( ・ᴗ・̥̥̥ ) Thank you very much lovely! ( ◜◒◝ )♡ I apologize in advanced for taking forever to answer your wonderful ask. You caught me right in the middle of prepping for a convention 。(*^▽^*)ゞ

Anywhosies~ Here’s a small tutorial on how I do my packaging for charms:

First, make your design. I sometimes sketch out the design on paper before I move onto Photoshop. Depending on how big you want your packaging to be, is how big you want your design to be. I prefer to use 3x5in and always work under a 300dpi/resolution or bigger. Make sure you are able to find baggies with your dimensions before you design. I’ll talk about this further into this tutorial.

Tip: Make your width at least .25in smaller! Some baggies are a couple of millimeters smaller from the actual width. I keep forgetting to fix this little detail thus why you see the width as 3in instead of 2.75in.

The design is really up to you. You can have a theme going on per set, per charm, or you can even just use your logo as the design for every charm and make your life easier lol  There’s no rules to follow, just have fun and design away!

Tip: Don’t overdue your designs though, you want the charm to be the main focus. Something simple yet fun and or elegant will work. Don’t be afraid to google examples of other people’s designs. That will give you an idea and get you going.

Save your designs! Save them as both a JPG and PS file (or as the software you are using).

Be organized! If you plan on having multiple designs or even make lots more charms in the future, name them so they are easier to find. Your packaging designs can even have their own folder or sub folder if needed.

Setting up. Open any wordpad or word processor of your choice and add your design. Depending on how big your design is, you’ll be able to fit more or less. 

Print a test page. Print your design on your everyday normal paper just to check that everything looks okay! If your printer is like mine, it will be a troll and sometimes print a bit crooked, but don’t worry! Since they’ll be cut, it doesn’t affect your designs in any way.

Now let’s print…

Ta-daaaa! Here are my designs that I printed on the cardstock I fell in love with. The cardstock I use is called Astroparche Cover Stock and it’s from the brand, Neenah. I love the natural look it has–it’s not white, so ye be warned that the colors will have a small slight tint of yellow when printing. The cardstock is also thick enough for my printer to use and sturdy enough for my charms. You can find this cardstock on Amazon, but I was lucky enough to find it at my local Office Depot!

Tip: Photo paper can also be used if you so prefer. Again, whatever makes you happy and works best for you. 

Get your handy dandy paper cutter ready…

Cut, cut, cut! Cut out all your designs with your paper cutter. I don’t suggest using scissors unless you trust your hand enough that it won’t mess up and cut straight! If you don’t have a paper cutter, note that you most certainly do not need to buy the huge guillotine type. There’s small ones that can be used and can even be taken with you to conventions! The one I use is small and cute and has been with me for three years and the extra blade that came with it has not been used yet. Amazing~

Punch, punch, punch! Time to get your hole puncher and punch them little holes. I actually have a special hole puncher with a 3mm hole, but you can definitely use a regular 6mm hole puncher. How far down you want your hole to be is up to you.

Tip: If you want to get fancy, you can even buy hole punchers that have cute hole designs! Like stars or hearts ♡ ☆ ♡ ☆

Baggies!!! So, remember how I said to make sure to find baggies with the dimensions you plan to use before designing? This is only because of the rare chance you use certain dimensions that there’s no baggies for. Always double check!

Anyways, when buying baggies, make sure that you go half and inch (or more) above your height so you can create a tab to fold back and tape your baggie shut. You can also find baggies that already have adhesive! It’s just a matter of what you like and what works for you. Maybe you want to get creative and use a cute sticker or washi tape to close your baggie, who knows! Some people even buy baggies with hang tabs to hang them for display when they’re tabling in conventions.

“But Dee, where do I find baggies??”

*squishes your cheeks and whispers*

Ebay… Ebay is your best friend. Search for clear cello/poly bags ( ̄▽ ̄*)

Almost there…

Setting up! Once you have your charms built and ready to go, it’s time to package them and use your new super duper amazing designs! For this, we’ll be using washi tape since it doesn’t leave any residue and it’s easier to peel off. Any washi tape will do, it doesn’t matter! I tend to rip off about 10-20 pieces at a time to have them ready to go. It makes things easier on my end.

For cellphone straps: Loop the strap inside the hole and align your charm. Once you are happy, tape the strap with the washi tape.

For key chains: Yes, it works just as well! But we’ll be needing ribbon, 3mm wide ribbon to be exact. Cut about 2in and loop one end inside the split ring while bringing the other end above. Bring both ends of the ribbon into the hole and align your charm. Once you are happy, tape the ribbon. You should now have your charm cutely hanging from the ribbon~

All you gotta do now is bag ‘em, seal ‘em, and you are ready to go! Look at you–you did it! I’m so proud of you ( ・ᴗ・̥̥̥ )

I hope this helps you and anyone else looking to start making their own unique packaging for their cute charms~ ❤ (ɔˆз(ˆ⌣ˆc)

anonymous asked:

I've been trying to get into DC Comics recently but you know needless to say there are... a lot. I don't really know where to start, any suggestions??

major DC events in chronological order

  • Crisis on Infinite Earths (1985): all alternate realities are destroyed, recomposed and compressed into a unified universe. old heroes die/get erased, new heroes get introduced. the heroes that remain get re-characterized (for the better)
  • Death of Superman (1993): superman dies to doomsday
  • The Retun of Superman (1993): we have superboy, cyborg superman, trigger-happy superman and steel superman trying to establish who the new S-carrier will prevail. by the end they all pipe down because clark returns with a very questionable hairdo
  • Zero Hour (1994): hal jordan is a green lantern. parallax is the entity of fear manifested into reality. parallax takes over hal jordan. hal jordan/parallax is about as evil as your fourth-grade math teacher that calls on you clearly knowing you don’t know the answer. parallax destroys the timestream because he’s a little bitch. another little bitch called extant is like “yo i can reconstruct reality itself as i want to because i was bullied as a kid.” it all ends in a literal big bang. reality is reconstructed. there are still plotholes but we pretend they’re all fixed
  • Final Crisis (2008): people of a different reality/frequency are trying to end wars between their gods, it all fails because of course it does. darkseid, a king of one the planets from said different frequency, wants to invade everything. he also knows batman is a mary sue and will inevitably stop him. he kills him (only not really) which then bites him in the ass because he predictably gets owned in a fight against him. in the after-life. while batman is dead..?
  • Blackest Night (2009): a clusterfuck
  • Brightest Day (2010): heroes previously dead from the aforementioned clusterfuck are brought back to life and now they’re like “lol why?”
  • Flashpoint (2011): barry allen (the flash) wakes up to a parallel reality where his mother, unlike his original timeline, is alive. in an attempt to return back and fix the chasms in time he himself created by previously attempting to save his mother from being murdered in his own timeline’s past, using the entire speed force and becoming it, he resets everything once more, thus “””””fixing””””” the mess. the flashpoint reality is deleted, his own timeline gets altered because dc wants to fix plotholes (they don’t. they never do) and now we have every hero’s past reset
  • The New 52 (2011-2016): LOL NO WE DON’T BATMAN AND GREEN LANTERN KEEP THEIR PRE-NEW 52 BACKGROUNDS WHILE ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIPS AND CHARACTERS WE KNEW EITHER GET COMPLETELY OMITTED OR CHANGED TO THE POINT THEY’RE NOW ENTIRELY DIFFERENT CHARACTERS. aquaman comics are good tho. they’re good
  • Convergence (2015): happened in the middle of the new 52, brainiac attempted to collect cities from different universes (the pre-new 52 ones too) and put them on the same planet, pitting them against each other because he’s a little sadistic fucker. by the end of the event, all these characters either die, disappear or, in the case of pre-flashpoint superman, lois lane and their son, they arrive to the new 52 universe. yes, while our current superman is still active
  • (but he died)
  • (and then we got the pre-flashpoint superman as our current superman)
  • (while every other hero is technically their new 52 counterpart)
  • Rebirth (2016): doesn’t constitute a reboot, it’s simply a continuation of the new 52 with some things fixed but not reset

pick whichever hero you like (even if you’re just going by design), find their recommended guide list here and start reading, unless you wanna start with batman comics, then screw every other guide and read my own because i spent time on it. if you don’t understand a thing yet, give it time. comics are too much, they’re not meant to be caught up on a) all at once b) completely. just have fun, read what you like, you’ll inevitably meet every other hero because everyone knows each other. it’s like a small town’s AA meeting

skam-fest (balloon squad livestream): TRANSLATION

disclaimer: we dunno danish. huge shout out to @maksisskambackwards for norwegian-english translation for the boys and Håkon. (they didn’t want credit and I said hush) grammar fixes by me ;) 

Everybody introduces themselves. And Håkon says that they’re still producing and thats why everybody couldn’t be there. Håkon likes Eskilds character the best.

Mutasim: Hei hei. My name is Mutasim and I play Mutasim. And I don’t know what else to say. My favorite character is Chris - girl Chris. Good actress.

Cengiz: should I introduce myself? I’m Cengiz, its like Ghengis Khan. (pronunciation of his name) I’m 19. And turning 20 today. No yesterday. What else should I say. I’ve never done any acting before. So this is very new for me. But its very fun to be here and speak before you. My favourite actor is many actually. I think like Håkon over there that Eskild has been really good. Chris. Really all, many are good. And I also think Vilde. Of course I like all the characters. Sana is a really important character. I support all of them. All my colleagues are great.

Simo: Hi, I´m Simo and I´m Sana’s brother, Elias. My favourite actor, I wanna say first everyone is amazing. But if I have to choose one it would be Sana.

Yousef: My name is Yousef, and I play Mikael. My favourite character is maybe Even. An (unpredictable?) character.

Adam: Hi everybody, I’m Adam and i play Adam. I’m 18 and really an artist and suddenly I’m an actor. My favourite is Jonas or Marlon. I’ve known Marlon for many years. We used to skate together and are buds. And one day he was like, “Adam I’ll be in this new show on NRK,” and we were like,  “okay… Is that cool?” And it was really fun to watch how it turned out.

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ummm … why was this video so cute??? why was phil offering up nostalgic stories from his childhood every 3 minutes? why were they so fond of the family bonding time? of picking childrens clothing for dab???? ive not felt true emotions during a sims vid in so long??????? ? anyway here r some thoughts:

  • why did they try to make bowling strike noises for 30 actual whole seconds
  • phil dragging dan for not being able to read the word ‘mirage.’ good
  • the fact that phil kinda sorta equated the connotations of ’mate’ and ‘friend’ with ‘partner’ gave me heart palpitations ahhhhh partner is legit my fav word for what dnp are to each other and to hear it used in the same context as phil’s cheeky use of friend/mate was v affirming
  • apparently a typical dad move, according to phil, is stealing your child’s electronics. when phil got his first iPhone his dad took it and put angry birds on it? for some reason this is vital information to me
  • letting your child have cake on the bed is terrible parenting. both of them agree
  • when phil was a kid he had a toy where you rubbed its back and sparks came out. uhhh cute and also concerning
  • phil singing ‘fireman dan’ made me giggle and simultaneously forced me to reminisce on the fireman pic from their ‘dan and phil go to work’ calendar
  • the wholeeeeee bit where they’re looking through dab’s clothing choices made my heart melt. they are so supportive of eccentric fashion choices and they’re def going to be the dads that let their kids pick out their own clothes and support their choices and their individuality no matter what
  • omg 4:51 and phil saying, ‘you can make references that are old dan’ holy shit this bit. once again i love phil not taking dan’s shit and i love how fucking synchronized that god damn joke noise they make is, like they somehow made them at nearly the exact same microsecond??? and i have so many thoughts about this bc they both tend to make that noise when the other messes up or says something wrong or has a word flub of some sort, and it has always struck me as being something they use to dilute the awkwardness of that kind of misspeak??? like to take the attention away from the misspeak itself and draw each other out of the awkwardness of that moment by making each other laugh w this weird goose noise instead?? which is just??? fucking cute? i feel like in this instance the applicability was that dan didn’t have a retort to phil when phil stood up for himself so instead of just staying awkwardly silent he makes this goose noise (v slightly before phil does) as a way of being like lol this is awk i have nothing to say pls help me here and phil v instinctively/automatically follows as a way of joining in and being like it’s all good, you’re good, this is chill, pls don’t feel awk for not coming up w a witty response, and look now we’re laughing!!! and that’s the purpose that noise generally always serves them?? at least it seems that way to me, but idk like obvi i have no real basis for understanding exactly what the origin and meaning of this reflex is for them, this is sort of just how it seems from the many instances we’ve seen of them doing this. either way overall it’s just such a cute and  warm lil thing they do bc its so obvi instinctive at this point and a shared gesture that makes them laugh and i love it
  • phil wasn’t allowed ripped/distressed jeans when he was younger. those traditionalist lesters staying true to their colors
  • dan thinks phil could be a stylist wow that is like the height of praise coming from the dark prince of fashion himself
  • dan thinks its cute when dab is in the parental bed while phil yells ‘get out’ hahahaha
  • phil used to talk to the monster under his bed bc of course he did
  • ok omg the whole bit starting at 9:30. holy shit y’all. i’m baffled. they’re having what seems like a v benign convo about sleepovers during their youth and talking about the frustrations of having to sleep on the floor and dan says “the older you get, the more you’re like what the hell i’m so uncomfortable i wish i was just asleep right now.” and then wATCH HIM from 9:38 to 9:42 like what is he doing why did he follow up that contextually very chill statement with that intense stare into the camera and pointed sip of his water I’m SO confused. this immediately made me think about double meanings to that statement and the main thing that occurred to me was that it was an allusion to their separate beds,, that the older you get the more you value comfort when you’re sleeping over the fun of having a “sleepover with your friend” and one possible fix for that is sleeping in a separate bed to your “””friend”””???? idk??? am v open to other interpretations tho i have no idea, and like of course maybe dan is just being inadvertently cheeky but idk that jst seemed like SUCH an intentional stare and i am going to be kept up at night wondering what it all MEANS
  • dank brekkerini dan’s right i want to fight him for that
  • phil’s grandma used to cut up apples and sprinkled sugar on them depending on the activities they were doing wow why is his whole family quite literally the sweetest
  • phil correcting dan by pointing out that you could always cook a gourmet meal and dan’s only available response being “well … shut up” wow fucking shots fired
  • dan is incensed at the wasted breakfast bar. why is dan literally obsessed w breakfast bars
  • 12:56 another synchronized moment when they both say brayden in an obnoxious attempt at an american accent
  • i love that they are both immediately in agreement that the only reason to go to a bowling alley would be to play on the ddr machine fuckin nerds
  • martyn worked as a mascot at a bowling alley for his work experience prime lester family trivs. also cute ass mental image
  • their shared reflection about bowling with the bumpers up and the dumb toxic masculinity of teenage boys fuCK YES
  • editing mistake numero uno: they overlaid a backing track for tabitha’s bowling turn starting at 14:27 but then kept the music in for like a full THREE AND A HALF minutes omg (it plays on repeat until 17:57 lmao i was ready to click out of the video it was so annoying)
  • editing mistake numero dos: they do the exACT SAME THING with yet another backing track starting at 19:57 and continuing for like one min this time ugh omg (tbh its kind of fun to see such a blatant reminder that they’re just human beings who were either v jet lagged or v distracted by their fam vacay while editing this)

this video was good. i’m gonna go shower and continue to be haunted by that fucking sleepover comment and dan’s stare. good night 

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Flux: The Beginning (M) | 01

Prequel of Bliss | parts: 01 | 02 | 03

➽ Character: Yoongi x reader x Jungkook

➽ Genre/words: Smut, Poly!AU, Slow Burn (kinda), Angst / 8,335 words

➽ Summary: One of them is your longtime crush, while the other is the man which you had shared your secrets with on many heated nights filled with lust and forbidden desire. You had sworn that it would end, and that secret crush would remain a secret. 

➽ Warning: mentions of alcohol, public sex

➽ a/n: I started planning for this prequel after a late night chat with a friend not long after Bliss and Ardour were posted (yes that was a year ago), but I never had the inspiration to write the whole thing down. I have been re-writing this piece so many times, until I feel that it is finally enough to serve as the perfect filler for Bliss. And after a long deliberation, I have decided to split the prequel in two parts. I felt that the plot was dragged to long, and I’m pretty sure I would bore the readers if I keep it as it is lol. Anyway, enjoy! 

update: I finally think it’ll be wise to post the whole series in three parts.


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No Strings (VI)

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You / Jimin

Rating: PG-13

Word Count: 4,004

Summary: It started off as such a simple question. How to know if you’re bad in bed? Of course when you asked, you didn’t imagine Jimin would actually answer.

Originally posted by softsugamon

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Owl post - Part 2

Part 1


Harry shifts uncomfortably from one foot to the other, while looking at a dumbfounded Malfoy. Maybe he should have thought this whole thing through first. He apparated over here without even thinking of how he would explain to Malfoy what he’s doing here, how he even knows where Malfoy lives. There’s no way he can tell him he followed his owl one day, not being able to contain his curiosity any longer. It’s a wonder Malfoy didn’t spot him on his broom that day.

“Potter,” Malfoy simply says.

“Um,” Harry begins, “you’re probably wondering what I’m doing here.”

The sound of Harry’s voice seems to shake Malfoy out of his trance. His whole body tenses and his eyes narrow.

“How did you find me?”

Harry smiles awkwardly and scratches the back of his neck.

“Well, that’s a funny story, actually,” Harry laughs nervously. “Do you think I could tell you over a cup of tea?”

“This is just like you,” Malfoy growls, “inviting yourself in like that. Does it ever occur to you, oh mighty Saviour, that other people have lives of their own and don’t answer at your beck and call?”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Harry snorts, “am I keeping you from staring at your wall all day?”

Harry inwardly flinches. He didn’t mean to say that. His mind just snapped. Like it used to, whenever Malfoy was around. Maybe he will have to change tactics and just try to be… charming? But how does one do that exactly?

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Monsta X as Boyfriends

a/n: This is based off of my personal opinion and surface area look at their natal charts! 💖

Shownu: This dude isn’t called a robot for nothing (lol) He truly isn’t that demonstrative when it comes to affection or emotions, but he isn’t just a hunk of metal. Emotions are prevalent, but within him rather than outside of him. Emotions rule his thought and decision making process, which is eventually what makes him pursue you. At first, he was sure that he’d rather just mess around than commit, but eventually his feelings got the best of him. He’s quiet even within your relationship, but a little more open with his actions. Expect 0 PDA, but tons of affection behind closed doors. He’d be the kind to silently protect you and at a distance – he will not hover over you. He’d hold you close at night and in the wee hours of the morning, snuggling you and pulling you close. Overall, he’s the dedicated, silent, protective boyfriend.  

Wonho: This guy is ALWAYS on the go. Get ready for a lot of “I saw this new fusion restaurant in the city, let’s go try it out!” but at like, 10pm, after you’ve already washed your face for bed. He’s that kind of guy. You don’t stay annoyed with him for very long because he’s truly a sweetheart who knows how to gas you up. He’ll run his fingers through your hair, cooing about how beautiful you are and how lucky he is. He’s a touchy guy, so expect lots of handholding and arms around your waist in public (although this is mostly just because he’s EXTREMELY protective.) He’s your number one fan, and he’d expect the same in return from you. Overall, a very sweet lover who likes to focus all of his energy on his love.

Minhyuk: Here is one who would have taken a while to finally settle down – in more ways than one. Like Wonho, he’s restless and prefers to be entertained rather than committed to a relationship. He’d love impromptu dates to the park or the market, just something to keep the two of you going. He’s a total romantic, and sometimes the idea of the relationship is better than the reality, so there will be times when you have to ground him and keep him focused on what is truly there. We all know how touchy this kid is, so expects LOTS of hugging, handholding, sneak kisses, and cuddles when you’re together. Overall, this guy just loves being with you in every sense of the term.

Kihyun: This guy is intense, to say the least. Everything he feels is on a grand scale. Everything he does is on a grand scale. He’s a total romantic and loves to do EVERYTHING for his lover, to the point where sometimes it feels like he’s hovering, but its really just because he cares a lot. He also has high ideals for himself and you. If either of you fall short, he’ll get anxious and become a total helicopter lover. You will be there to reign him in and let go of some of his perfectionist tendencies, which he will be immensely grateful for. He will always make sure that you are well taken care of and comfortable. He’ll even teach you how to cook if you don’t know how because while he loves taking care of you, he loves for you to be independent as well. PDA would extend as far as being handholding and hugging, but that’s about it. Expect much, much more in private *wink wink*. Overall, a dedicated, caring, and intense boyfriend.

Hyungwon: Often mistaken as lazy, it’s really just that this guy is constantly at war on the insides, that it exhausts him (lol) He’s a free spirit and inclined to do things on his own, so it may take him a while to open up to you. He’s quite the emotional one, which would shy him away from engaging in a committed relationship – mostly because he tends to take on the emotions of others. He’s a private guy, so do not expect much PDA from him, or even at home sometimes, but do not doubt for a second if he loves you. He’s more inclined to so small, simple acts of affection. For example, learning how to fix your favorite food, or reading your favorite book just so that you all have something more to talk about on your nights in. Overall, he’s thoughtful boyfriend.

Jooheon: This kid is an enigma, for sure. He’s honest and frank, but would not be forthcoming with his feelings in the beginning. Instead, he’d prefer to observe his object of interest for a while: learn more about them, make them feel comfortable around him, learn their secrets, and then he’d go in. Once you’ve got him, though, you’ve got him. He would certainly be the MOST committed out of all the boys (not to say any others wouldn’t be.) He’d take note of your favorite color and do his best to find special items for you in that color. He’d note your favorite food and be sure to keep it well stocked in your fridge. Small things that tell you that he listens and he cares. He’d demonstrative in love. Expect grandiose displays of affection (in private) and always keeping you near – not only due to protection, but because he’s not fond of being alone. Overall, a protective and thoughtful boyfriend.

Changkyun: It may not seem so, but once he set his eyes on you, he would not give up until he had given it his absolute all. Changkyun is the eccentric type: always thinking outside of the box, and quite scientific when it comes to his approach to life, but with you, it would be all feeling. He’s a stubborn dude, so the idea of him easily giving up his feelings for his object of interest is impossible. He’s be very sweet and unselfish when it came to wooing you, and even more so once you were in a relationship. Nothing huge and romantic, but expect meaningful lyrics written in your honor or the book you couldn’t stop gushing over, newly bought and waiting for you on the nightstand. Overall, he’d be sweet, caring, and dedicated.

anonymous asked:

Could you explain a little bit more on why you think the JP fandom is focusing on the "look at me~" part of the drama instead of Chihoko stuff (what you mentioned in your ask abt the event). I'm just wondering what you mean about that, or if you could explain that part a bit better than it seems it was in the snippets we got from Twitter? Thank you for all you do :>

Hello! I think it’s a matter of wording… Like, some lines sound more impressive in Japanese. There are some parts I remember very clearly and some where I had forgotten the exact wording, but yesterday I could find a very complete and accurate Japanese report of the drama (to be honest I find it hard to believe that someone could have written such a perfect report by just taking notes on paper, but.. yeah…).

My impression is based on the fanarts/fancomics I’ve seen. Of course, I cannot possibly have seen each and every single fanart about the event, but for example let’s say that I’ve seen about 300 Japanese fanarts and 50 foreign fanarts (numbers are not exact but they are close to what I’ve seen so far). Out of all the Japanese ones, none of them used the line that in English has been translated by some as “I could search all over the world~”, while I’ve seen at least 5-7 foreign fanarts about it. That’s quite a difference. The reason is that this line doesn’t sound as “deep” in Japanese at all, so Japanese people don’t give it so much importance, it’s just Yuuri trying to convince Victor to get down.

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mafia!EXO reaction when they get overprotective & jealous

(requested by anon: Could you do a mafia!au with exo when they get overprotective just like you did with bts?)

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warnings: smut, violence, swearing, dominant-submissive behaviour

You’re new to the gang and you’re already great with everyone except the leader. You didn’t talk to him much because you were scared of him as he was very short-tempered and dangerous. That’s why you were sort of submissive towards him and he adored it.. secretly. You would continue to be scared of him and not talk to him if a guy didn’t approach you today and if that didn’t trigger the leader..


Sehun

He leaned against the wall, staring at you two. As your eyes met Sehun’s dark ones, Sehun lost it. He walked furiously over and punched the guy couple of times. You got up and moved Sehun away calming him down, as the guy went away. „Oppa please don't“ you whispered as you hugged him while he tried pushing past you. That finally calmed him down so he hugged you but he was still glaring at the guy. „Nobody touches you or comes near you except me. No. One.“ he growled into your ear.


Chanyeol

His anger was rising but he managed to control it and just glare at you two. The guy went away so you got up and as you turned you almost kissed Chanyeol how close he was. „Is it fun to piss me off?“ he said as you gave him a puzzled look. He grabbed your wrist roughly and pulled you into his „office“. He placed you on the table so that he was between your legs. He grabbed your neck softly and pulled you closer. „Let me show you what else is fun“ he said while rubbing his dick against your jeans.


Baekhyun

As you started talking to the guy he stopped all of his actions and focused only on you. You felt his gaze on you and it sent a shiver down your spine. You excused yourself from the guy and went over to Baek. Since he was sitting on the sofa looking at the guy with a creepy, killer look you knew it was best to calm him down before he really kills someone. You sat on him so that you straddled him and you hugged him playing with the end of his hair. He eventually stopped staring and hugged you back tightly.


Kai

He was super irritated and he didn’t mind showing it. „Yah, move away from her before I lose my damn temper“ he yelled at the guy who was dumbfounded. But since the words came from the leader he went away immediately. You walked over to Kai who was looking deeply into your eyes. You placed your hands on his chest and fixed his some-sort-of-a-suits collar. „I’d like it more if you took that off in my bedroom rather than fix it right now“ he said with an amused, dark expression.


Lay

You knew one of his „signs“ which showed he was on the edge. And that sign happened, he wiped his lips and his pupils became larger, darker. „I think you should go now“ you whispered to the boy who listened to you and went away. You reached Lay and moved your look away from his because that was the best thing to do now. „He was so cute even I wanted to bite him.. and tear his limbs off“ he spitted it out almost. „But I don’t wanna do that.. Instead I want to bite you. In my bed with you naked“


Suho

He was having a calm posture but he was far from calm. He didn’t want you to see his bad side. He went back to his „office“ and sat patiently waiting for you to show up. You entered a few minutes after and turned around to close the doors. Just as you were about to turn around he pressed you against the door, pressing his dick roughly against you. „I promised myself I won’t show you my bad, dangerous side.. but you won’t escape it now“


Kyungsoo

As he started biting his inner lip you knew it wasn’t good. Plus he’s been staring for a few minutes now with his famous i-will-fucking-kill-you look. „Sorry I have to go to oppa“ you said startling the guy. You came up to him and stood in front of him while he just sat and watched you angrily. He pulled your arm fiercely so you were on his level. „You don’t know how close I was to taking you to my office and spanking your bratty ass a million and one fucking time“


Xiumin

He gave the guy an obviously unamused look so he went away. He pulled you into his „office“. „You really have a terrible taste in men you know?“ you were unamused so you were your cocky self. „That’s right. That’s why I fell for your stupidass“ Instantly his posture changed and his eye colour got darker. „What did you just say to me?“ his breathing got low. „Better apologise now and I might go easy on you“ he grabbed your ass really hard making you cry out. „Suppose you like it rough. How lucky, me too“


Chen

You noticed his deadly look a bit too late. He got to him already and started punching him. „You know she’s mine you brat“ he yelled at him. You were shook but you had to calm him down. „Chen“ you said as you moved him away but with almost no success, he was so god damn strong. „Chen!“ you yelled while burying yourself into his chest to distract him. His breathing and death glares have gradually faded and he hugged you back, kissing your forehead.


Luhan  

He lost it the second the guy came up to you. „Aish you bastard“ he was walking furiously towards him. He was almost unstoppable. He punched him so many times the guys had to move him away as well as the other guy. You were angry at him but you had to calm him down now. You came up to him and touched his hands which were stained with a bit of blood. „I’m gonna lose my god damn mind because of you“ he said complaining. „Yah you’re the one who is guilty for this mess“ you said angrily. He came to you inches apart from you face. „One more time have a bratty attitude, you won’t be able to walk for a fucking week“


Kris

He was just glaring intensely. It became quite uncomfortable so you wanted to leave. „I will leave now. Talk to you later“ you nodded and left towards the angry leader. You weren’t the type to provoke people but Kris got quite on your nerves. Lately he has been so cold to you but now no one can approach you. „If you really cared about me so much you’d be nicer to me“ „Do you want me to show you how nice and good I can be?“ he said just a bit above the whisper with an amused, dark look.


Tao

He’d just stare and glare until he couldn’t hold it in anymore. He came up to you and led you out on the fresh, cold air. „Tao it’s cold, I wanna go in“ you said trembling. „No. You’re not going amongst any guys. You’ll be only with me“ As he saw you trembling he opened his arms and unzipped his jacket. „Come here“ You hesitated but there was no such thing with Tao. He pulled you into a hug covering you with his jacket. „When I say come here I want you to listen to me. That goes for anything I say“



xx sorry for the long wait this turned out long af lol.. hope anon is satisfied, keep requesting; im writing all the other requests too dont worry ❤️  xx

anonymous asked:

Do you have a specific method for making sigils?

I do, yes. I’ve talked about it before - the old post can be found on @thesigilwitch [here] - but that is over two years old now, so I suppose I can update it, lol.

First, I come up with a statement of intent - a sentence that will dictate what my sigil does. All of my sigils are based off a sentence - I do not draw symbols without an intent or desire in mind, and if I do I don’t consider them sigils.

For an example intent, let’s go with “wellness and positive energy permeates my life.” This was a recent sigil I did, so I can give you examples of my steps.

I write that statement at the top of a piece of paper. I use all uppercase letters, because I think it adds more power, but that is a personal choice.

From there, I break down the statement, make it more abstract, by removing any duplicate letters. I only want one of each letter occurring in the sentence. Some people say to remove the vowels as well, but I like to keep them - it adds more variety to the shapes I can use when making my sigils. Thus, my intent of “wellness and positive energy permeates my life” ends up looking like “welnsadpoitvrgymf.” Try pronouncing that, lol.

The next step, for me at least, is to break down those letters further into their basic shapes. A W becomes \ / \ /, e would be | - - -, and so on. (Again, I always use uppercase letters when doing this.) This gives me more building blocks to create my sigils with, and more variety for their creation. I don’t like my sigils to look like a bunch of letters thrown together - I prefer it to be more abstract, and it is more visually appealing to me that way. When I break down the letters, I tend to only draw one of each shape, instead of all the individual lines and curves. So, doing that, “welnsadpoitvrgymf” becomes | \ / - ~ ) ◯ ( .

At this point, the top of my sigil sheet looks like this:

I often glance at that when I am actually sketching my sigils, to use it as a focus and help reinforce the intent in my mind.

Now that I have that done, I start sketching. Sometimes I use the pieces of the letters, sometimes I use the whole letters, sometimes I use neither and just wing it. There have even been cases where I combine some or all of those techniques for one sigil. It mostly comes down to what I “feel” the sigil needs. In certain cases, that means attempting new creation methods, which tend to be some I have found posted by others here on Tumblr. For the most part, however, I stick to my creation method, if it can even be called that lol.

However I decide to draw the sigil, I do a few sketches of different designs until I get one I like, which means it has to aesthetically appeal to me. Sometimes this happens in one sketch, sometimes it takes two or three (the average). I once filled two sides of a sheet of paper with like 16 sigils for the same intent, which took over an hour, and I still didn’t like any of them. I learned that it was important that the sigil looks good to you, because it connects it to you on a personal level - much the same way I believe it is important to like how a tarot deck looks. That may not be true for all, but it is true to me now.

The sketch page for the sigil “wellness and positive energy permeates my life” looked like this when I was done:

Generally, I don’t keep drawing after I find a design I like. I typically star the one I plan on keeping and using. I didn’t on this page; however, I went over the design a few times to solidify the lines exactly how I wanted them. The final design is the one on the top right, this one:

However, when I drew that particular design, I had the page flipped, so it technically should look like this:

As you can see, there are erase marks from where I tried lines out, but decided I didn’t like in the end. I don’t feel that has any impact on the sigil’s effectiveness.

The one right next to it was the first one I drew, and I almost went with that one as the final design, but I was concerned it looked too much like a very infamous racist symbol, so I passed on it. I was told it didn’t; however, since I had those negative connotations already in my mind and associated with that design, I felt it would be and for me to go with it in the end.

At that point, the sigil is ready to be used. However, I tend to make digital copies of my sigils, because I do post them online for other people’s use. This sigil was actually made for an intent suggested by a friend.

I either scan the page to upload my sigil, or I take a crappy picture with my cell phone and email it to myself. Either way, I get it on my computer and open it with Paint Tool SAI. From there, I redraw the sigil, which also adds another element of aesthetic to it, because I really enjoy how clean and sharp the sigils look when done with the line tool in SAI. 

When the sigil is made digital, I tweak some of the lines a bit further to keep them looking exactly as I want, how I intended the design to look in the first place, even though it may not have come across so well on the page. I also like to play around with line thickness.

Mostly the sigils are made transparent, with a white glow around the edges for visibility purposes; sometimes I create simple color backgrounds with the color corresponding to the sigil’s intent. It depends on what I feel like doing with it. 

When I post them online, they tend to get watermarks, if I can remember to do it. For a while they didn’t, because you can’t create text layers in SAI, but I have Photoshop back now, so I’ve begun utilizing the watermarks again.

The final version of this sigil ended up like this:

Now that I look at it again, the large curve needs fixing, lol. 

And that is how I make my sigils! I dunno if I needed to go so in-depth, but here it is. I hope you made it all the way to the end, and I hope it helps you, or provides inspiration for your own method, or whatever. I don’t really know why you asked me this tbh. But you know, enjoy!

reeplaysvideogames  asked:

Could i request a hc or small ficlet about Genji and reader who used to work together in blackwatch reuniting at the recall and Genji is suddenly hit with feels for reader that he had brushed off in his blackwatch days because he hated himself.. i guess how would he react, would he confess? would he try get close to them again? bonus points if reader used to have a serious sexual attraction to blackwatch genji. idk if that made sense.. but yeah lol.

We Meet Again

Originally posted by andraste

A/N: I got excited to work on this one in all honesty. This turned out to be 7 pgs long. ^^”

Genji scanned the room unfamiliar to him with keen eyes. The smell of oil, rust and metal filtrating into the cowl of his lower face. The sounds of whirling machinery drawing his eyes towards your general direction.

“Oh!” You popped up from behind a large stack of mechanical parts, a welders helmet staring the cyborg back. Genji cringed at the sight of himself having yet to been accustomed to his new body. “So you’re the infamous new Blackwatch recruit I’ve been hearing about?” You stood from your workbench, placing the prosthetic arm you worked on into the pile on your desk.  “Nice to meet you.” You greeted him introducing yourself with an extend of your hand.

Genji watched you, well his reflection, as you waited for him to shake your hand. An awkward silence claimed the room, his eyes locked with himself too distracted to remember you in front of him. You raised a brow under the helmet, suddenly remembering your manners.

“Oh geez,” You muttered, flipping back the front of it in order to see him face to face. “I always forget to take this damn thing off.”

He’s taken back by your appearance, gentle eyes with a bright smile awaiting his introduction. He gives you a curt nod before muttering “Genji Shimada”. He doesn’t take your hand to shake, simply staring holes down at you.

You nod back at him, pulling back your hand with snap of your fingers. “Alright Genji, why don’t you take a seat while I see what’s wrong.” You motion to a medical examination table on the other side of the room. He moves to do so as you walk to your computer.

“So, how’s Blackwatch treating you so far?” You look for Genji’s file, clicking on it when it appears on the data base. You don’t notice him not replying as you read over the technical issues Angela has written that need your fixing. “Oh that’s an easy fix but I can see why it would have Angela worried.” You look over to Genji, who sits minding his business. “Genji, can you lie down on the medical table. Face down preferably, the problem seems to be where Tracer hit you on your back.” He nods doing as you instructed promptly.

The creak of your chair signals the start of your work. The silence quickly shrouding out as you being your routine of casual conversation. Asking him the regular questions of how he is and what he’s been up too. His silence, however, turn out to be unbreakable. After a few minutes of prodding, with no reply, you pucker your lips coming to a conclusion.

“Well how about this?” You begin as you move to work on the damaged wired. “I talk and you just listen, alright?” You stop to look over at his face. The same red irises staring at you with what looked like scowl. “I’ll take that as a yes.” When he says nothing you open your mouth to begin ramble away once more.

The procedure takes about an two hours before your finally done. Dismissing him with a clean bill before turning back to your computer to update his file accordingly. “If you ever need something fixed, don’t hesitate to find me. My door is always open.” You smile. He watches you for a moment before nodding and taking his leave.

He reappears again the following week, a loose wire causing a short circuit in his arm. You’re a bit taken back by how fast he’s back in your lab but move to assist him anyway. He takes a seat on the table awaiting and you continue on similarly to the prior visit. You talk and he listens.

By his 3rd visit, you talk about some of your hobbies. Stopping every now and then to ask if he’s tried or is interested in one. For once, he nods and shakes his head when you ask him questions. It’s on the 8th that when you talk about the places you’ve been that he replies vocally, small sentences but words nonetheless. It takes 18 visits before he begins to talk back to you, asking questions of his own. About your life and your family. Your favorite will always be around his 20-something visit that you accidentally slip on oil that you make him laugh. It was short and he tried to cover it up by coughing but you heard it nonetheless.  A smile tugs your lips noting the progress you make with him.

Eventually you lose count of times he’s been here. They’ve long far stopped being for just fixing and tune ups. Sometimes he just loiters around your lab when you are present. On good days he chats with you. On bad days it’s you who mainly does the talking, recanting funny stories that have happened to you as a way to cheer him up. Every so often you have a Commander Reyes barging in to take your companion away and back to the duties he shrinks away from.

It’s after an extremely back mission that you’re overly concerned with how often you have to repair him. You aren’t fond him getting into so much trouble as much as you enjoy his company. The bruises, lashes, and stitches matching up with the significant damage to his metallic body look beyond painful. It hurts your chest seeing him with a limp, pieces of his arms or legs missing, wires sparking up and out in ways they shouldn’t. 

“It sounds as if you care what happens to me.” He speaks playfully when you decide to bring it up. You stop to move the protective helmet back and place your hands on your hips.

“I do, Genji.” You pout puffing your cheeks. “You’re important.”

“Important?” He scoffs, turning his body to look at you. The loose wires of his body swinging as he does so. Before you can protest him moving he speaks over you. “Important to who? You or this organization?”

You give him a look. “Genji, don’t be like.”

He sits up fully. You place your tools back in your toolbox along with your welders helmet seeing as he’s changing the subject.

“Just…answer me.” He sounds exasperated, as if it took all in him to ask this of you.

”Does it matter?” You stand from your seat to match him. The look in his eyes answers your question. You sigh. “You are important to this organization, yes. But” You throw caution to the wind. “You are more important to me than any file or record may say.”

You can see where his shoulders drop, the tension in them vanishes. He looks at you carefully, the red in his irises dim and his gaze sending chills down your spine. Carefully, he raises his hands up towards his head. It then you can see the last of the walls he’s built crashing down before you. He leaves himself open you and only you.

His lower chin guard comes off with a click. A wave of sorrow runs through your eyes at the scars on his full face. He’s missing his lower jaw, replaced by a synthetic one made of dark grey carbon fiber.  His lips ,although plump, are dried out and cracked. His eyes watch your expression and immediately he regrets his decision.

“This was foolish.”

You grab at his face, forcing him to look at you. “No it was not.” Your fingers thumb over his cheek bones and he closes his eyes enjoying your touch. “I’m just…surprised is all.” You smile. “You kept all this handsomeness hidden from me? How rude of you, Genji. To think after all the time we’ve spent together.”

He snorts softly, you catch it in time before he masks it with the resting angry face he’s come to carry. Silently, you look him over and he does the same. Your thumbs continuing to softly swipe at his cheeks. His gaze wonders to your lips and you can see how he inches towards you. You call his name before closing the gap between the two of you.

It’s a sudden rush, one moment your standing with him at your lips the next your sitting on a lab table. The gadgets and projects pushed aside to make room for you while he kisses you vigorously. Your hands tangle in his hair while his momentarily wander your back and hips only to end up clenching at your inner thighs. His tongue teases your lips in as you open your mouth to welcome it. His body moves to be pressed tightly close to yours spreading your legs for him to stand between them. He bends you back slightly, his kissing becoming desperate as touch starved as he is.

“Genji…” You moan, the sound of your voice snapping something within him.

This is wrong. He thinks. He doesn’t deserve you. You deserved a man that is whole. Not a man who can’t even look at himself without seeing a stranger. The rush of passions turns to anger. He hates himself. He hates himself for craving someone as you, you don’t deserve to settle for him. As fast as he was on you, he pushes himself off. Your hands leaving his hair roughly.

“Genji?” You ask a bit breathless. He looks at you a bit lost for words before his gaze shifts down at himself with an angry expression. His fingers twitch and the muscles of his arms flex, aching to grab and pull away the false skin and metallic plates of his body. The red lights of his body begin to glow angrily while his eyes move over his body rapidly.

He bolts out of the room.

You sit at your work desk, shocked. The heat of your lower stomach has yet to extinguish as you shift around still hot and bothered. A frown crosses your lips as questions run through your mind. Did you do something wrong? Had you read the situation wrong? Did you overstep his boundaries?

Your head spins in a mess of thoughts as the heat of your body remains prominent. You groan, hoping off the table and busing yourself with work instead. A small but futile attempt at distracting yourself.  You’ll apologize to Genji the next time he comes around.

Genji doesn’t return in the weeks to come. Quite frankly, you haven’t seen in him around the base either. It’s not until you ask Angela where he is that you find out he’s left without a word as to where he’s gone.


It’s been years.

Genji knows this better than anyone.

It took him years to finally be at peace with himself. To learn the mechanics of his body, the limits of what it can withstand and to love himself knowing that he is worthy of this second chance.

But yet he hesitates at the door. 

The sounds of chatter and machinery at work coming from the other side. It sends a wave of nostalgia through him. Remembering how he would wait long minutes gathering the courage to see or even speak to you. Now, however, he knew it was different. He was older, at a better place with himself.

But, oh god, he’s so nervous. It’s been this way since he first saw you step foot off the drop ship with a smile on your face and bag of tools in your hands. The sound of reintroduction’s as you hug Mercy tightly with excitement. He could feel his heart begin to race. The resurface of old feelings bubbling in his stomach and mind. He needed to speak with you.

There’s moment when the whirling stops and all he can hear is the sound of your laughter emanate through the door. He decides then, he cannot wait any longer walking towards the automatic door. 

“Yes, and then it turns out I switched the wires by accident. He started speaking another language and we were all confused!” You laughed loudly, the sound tugging at Genji’s chest. His eyes move from you to Zenyatta who lays before you on the table, something similar to medical examination table.

“That sounds like quite the predicament.” He chimes in with chuckle. You nod, switching tools as you quite yourself down. It’s then the monk notices the new presence in the room. “Ah, my student. “He chimes happily.

“Oh, master.” He seems a bit embarrassed, walking in while you are working but doesn’t make a move to leave. “Is everything alright?”

“I’m sure.” He states while gesturing to you. “I am in good hands.”

You smile, taking the small wrench you held clench between your teeth out after adjusting a screw. “Just one more screw and you’ll be good to go.” You purse your lips in concentration. “Do be careful next time Zenyatta. I was able to fix the dent but I had to replace a few of the metal plating.”

“I understand.” The monk nods. “My thanks for your assistance.”

You shake your head. “No need, my friend. Just glad to be able to help.” You tighten the last bolt before motioning to him that you have finished.

The omnic floats on and off the table, giving you a proper thank you with a bow before leaving the room. You lift the sanitary paper off the table before throwing it away.  “So what can I do for you?” You ask placing your hands on your hips. Genji stands awkwardly as you give him a once over. “Hm…nothing looks broken. Do you need some tweaking? A tune up?”

“I…uh…” He takes a deep breath. “Wished to speak to you.”

“Oh?” You raise a brow when the man in front of you simply stares back in silence. Genji finds it hard to find his voice. He feels nervous, the same nervousness he felt under your gaze so many years ago.

“Um…” Your beginning to feel uncomfortable, shifting the tool in your hand awkwardly as your eyes shift around the room. “Look, if it’s not important do you think we can discuss this later?” You move another work bench and begin rearranging your tools hoping he’ll leave.

He calls your name bringing you to halt. Something about it is familiar and it grabs a hold of your attention. The cyborg takes a deep breath. “It’s…It’s me,” He nears you slowly. “Genji.”

There’s a clatter of tools. He sees where your eyes widen and your mouth goes slightly agape. “Shimada?” You ask. “Genji Shimada?”

He nods, hands reaching to the clasp behind his helm. A puff a steam is released and his brown eyes meet yours. You note how he no longer has red irises but his eyes are the same. Though, where there was anger, there is now kind warmth. The scars of his face have faded slightly but remain every present.

“Oh.”

A mix of embarrassment and anger blushes your face remembering your last encounter. There’s an awkward silence between the two of you as he watches for your reaction. Awaiting what you will say or do. 

“I wished to apology-”

“Look Genji, I shouldn’t have-”

There’s a pause as you both look at each other a bit surprised. A light laughter from you at the way you two talked over each other.

“Forgive me,” Genji motions to you. “You wished to say something?”

You smile a bit sheepishly with a nod. “I wanted to say sorry for what happened before. I read the wrong signals and I shouldn’t have pushed myself on you like that.” You rub the back of your neck, heat beginning to rise over your face. “I was in the heat of the moment and I took advantage of it and I really shouldn’t have.”

Genji shakes his head. “No, it is not you that should be apologizing.” You tilt your head. “I…did like you. Very much so, I was very…” He lowers his head down slightly, his eyes scrunching up as he smiles. “I was very attracted to you. It was one of the main reasons I always had you patch me up but I was still at a very bad place with myself, with who I was.” He looks back up to you, his face switching to such a saddened expression. “I shouldn’t have done that to you. Given you such hope and then leaving without even offering an explanation or apology.”

“I was upset.” You confirm.

“I apologize for upsetting you as well.” He hangs his head.

“You don’t have to apologize, Genji.” You assure him. “I was upset, for a time at least. But I remembered our time together. The way you listened to me ramble on and on without question. The times I’d made you crack a smile even though you thought you hid it well. Hell! Even when you kissed me like no tomorrow.” He looks up when you place a hand on his shoulder. “I knew you wouldn’t hurt me on purpose. That there must have been a reason  as to why you left.” His eyes look at you as if you are some godly being. “I’m happy you sought help. That you learned to love yourself as I loved you.”

His face heats up, eyes dipping to your lips then back at your eyes. He’s so happy he could kiss you all over. However, you release your hold on him drawing the Shimada out of his thoughts. 

“Is there…a chance we can get to know each other again?” He asks, hopeful.

You opt looking away to wipe the grime off your tools with a rag. “We’ll we’ve both grown.” You hum. “There is more we can discover about one another.”

His head perks up seeing as you’re on board with the idea. “…and we can see where it goes from there?” He asks, leaning close to try and catch a view of the smile on your face.

You tilt your head to spare him a teasing glance. “And we can see where it goes from there.” You affirm. The cyborg claps his hands together, startling you slightly. The lights of his suit glow brightly as he beams joy.  You giggle at his antics before waving your hands to shoo him away playfully.

“Now go, I have a lot of work to do.” You stop to lean on your desk. “We’ll talk more late, alright?”

“Alright.” He smiles, clicking his face plate back in place. He moves towards the door hovering by it for a moment. “Thank you.”

You let out a content hum, moving to work behind a different lab desk. “Oh and Genji,” He turns from the door at his name. You lean on your forearms, a smile on your face “If you ever leave me bothered and wanting like that again,” You squint, your smile suddenly mischievous. “I’ll see to it that your next full body tune up is with Torbjörn.”

He flinches slightly at the thought but laughs nonetheless.

“Understood.” He assures before taking his leave.

Skid on my lawn and harass my family? Hope your job security is good

Bit of background

I have known the people that committed these actions for quite a while. Some of them were good friends, some I had no beef with at all. Then they went rogue for no apparent reason.

Anyway, this happened a month ago and it progressed ever since. My family and I live in a rather quiet neighbour hood and like to mind our business. There are a few selfish individuals who live in my town who enjoy to harass people, do drugs and generally get up to no good. The main ringleader is a person I went to school with, he left a few years ago to go to a military school for whatever reason I wouldn’t know. Let’s call him degenerate.

One Sunday night after midnight, degenerate and his friends decide it’d be funny to get in his car, drive out to my place and do skids on our front lawn by the road. I notice these marks the next morning when I’m walking to the bus and degenerate is the first person that comes to mind when I think about who could’ve done it. Later that day, I sent him a message via social media asking if he knew anything about it. He replied with “nah man I don’t have my car it’s getting fixed” alright, whatever I’ll believe you. The next night, he comes back again. This time my lawn is absolutely torn to pieces. Having a lot of rain within the days previous, they’re deep too. I was boiling with anger at this point.

Later that evening (at 5:15pm, this time will mean something later on) I was walking down the road with one my of friends, and degenerate drives past with 3-4 other mates in his car. I recognised at least one person in the car, who had been a friend of mine until he got into drugs and completely went off the rails.

Now, here is where the time that I saw him becomes relevant. I send him a message on the Tuesday asking if he was involved in it. He denies it again, his reason being that he had taken his car to get the back windscreen replaced at 5:15pm on the MONDAY. The glass repair shop closes at 5pm, and why would he be going there to get it fixed with 3-4 other people? It didn’t add up. By then I had proved that he had his car on Monday night and he was lying. As for the Sunday night car posession, he then said he did have it on Sunday night. Either way, I proved to him that he did have his car both nights.

As I later found out, he had come to my school on Monday and was bragging to my friends about how he did the skids on my lawn and that he wanted me to find out by myself. Degenerate is too retarded to figure out that they’re gonna come straight to me.

Fast forward roughly 3 weeks down the track and I’m at a party and degenerate is there. He comes up to me and says “oi OP how are the skids on your lawn ahahaha” while breathing smoke from his blunt in my face.

This all died down for a couple of weeks, until a week ago they came again but with another truck with mud tyres. My parents heard it happening but didn’t think it was them doing skids on our lawn. Lawn took a pretty good beating that night, and there were faeces from either a dog or a human that appeared there on the same night. My father had already contacted the police after the first set but they said they couldn’t do anything. They were contacted again and we have number plates and names etc, they said they would go and visit them on the Monday.

Fast forward to a couple of days ago and my parents receive a letter anonymously accusing my father of having an affair with the writers mother. Infuriated, dad goes to the police again and they open a police file and make a note for harassment. Degenerate is also a known drug dealer, so he tells them that too. So in his police file there are notes for harassment and that he could be a drug dealer. I know he is for sure, but the police can’t do anything about it yet.

The revenge is just getting started. I suggested that we should go to his employer, who hired him about two weeks ago. Father rings up degenerates employer and chats with them and details what degenerate has been doing to my family. Employer is thouroughly disgusted and wants to have a meeting in person with my dad. This meeting was with the big boss and branch manager. Yesterday degenerate got sent home from work and after today’s meeting the managers are seriously pissed off and are going to sort him out. Since he’s on a 90 day trial, he could lose his job. But if that happens I’ll actually gather evidence that he’s a drug dealer and his house will get raided. Degenerate is also a keen outdoorsman, but with the police file he’s acquired with his actions, this means he will never be able to get a gun license, or get a job where you get a police check (any job that has security involved). The revenge isn’t finished yet, but he is pretty fucked already and it’s been very satisfying.

Tl;dr local retard skids up my lawn multiple times, brags about it, sends a letter to my parents trying to jeopardise their marriage. Gets stood down from his job because we told employer, will never be able to get a gun license or a job where there is a police check involved.

Sheith Summer Week Day 1: Sea / Sky

“and we’ll meet in the inbetween” - anonymous

Shiro is a raven shapeshifter and Keith is a merman.

  • Shiro lost his arm in a fight with some cat shifters, but was saved by the witch Allura, who nursed him back to health. The two became friends and are now roommates living in a small, sea-side town–Allura working for the local apothecary while taking classes at the local magical school and Shiro working at a tattoo parlor.
  • Shiro’s raven form is missing half of his right wing, has a scar across his beak, and a white patch of feathers at the back of his neck, reflecting Shiro’s human side.
  • Shiro also has wings tattooed on his back and arms.
  • Shiro sometimes likes to go to the beach and just relax in his raven form. Since he can’t fly anymore, he’s more vulnerable in that form, but it would be more difficult for any predators to sneak up on him at the beach, where there aren’t any hiding places, so it’s where he’s most comfortable shifting these days, other than in his own home.
  • Keith is a merman who doesn’t have a family to travel with, and so has had to survive on his own, often hugging the shore for safety. He eventually finds a nice stretch of beach that isn’t frequented much by land-folk, and so he feels comfortable sunbathing there and breaching the water’s surface. (Land-folk always ask questions when they realize he’s alone, and he hates having to explain that he doesn’t have a family.)
  • Keith meets the local apothecary, Coran, who asks him for help collecting certain types of shells and sea life that he needs for various potions and spells. In exchange, he offers Keith deep sea fish that can’t be found by merfolk that hug the shoreline. (And they’re very tasty.)
  • Shiro and Keith meet when Shiro, in his raven form, investigates the sea shells, oysters, and other sea life that he finds lined up on a rock one day and Keith comes back and tries to shoo him away. Keith doesn’t realize that Shiro is a shifter, at first, and Shiro doesn’t tell him for a while, just enjoying letting Keith talk at him about his life.
  • Keith finds out Shiro isn’t just a raven when Coran comes to exchange goods with Keith at the old pier and recognizes Shiro as his apprentice’s roommate. Keith is, understandably, angry and hurt, since he shared a lot of very personal things with Shiro under the pretense that he was just a bird, not a person.
  • Shiro ends up going to the pier day after day, in human form, and talking to the water, never knowing if Keith is even listening. He sits at the end of the pier, and he talks about all of his own secrets and fears and embarrassing stories. For a whole week, he gets no indication that Keith is even listening, but he keeps coming, nonetheless. One day, though, as Shiro is leaving, he notices a shell that has been placed on one of the pier’s posts. 
  • Shiro comes back the next day, and while he’s talking Keith shows up and pulls himself out of the water to sit next to Shiro.
  • Shiro thanks him for the shell and apologizes for not being upfront with Keith. Keith accepts his apology, and then promptly pushes Shiro into the water. 
  • The two end up hanging out as much as possible, becoming closer and closer as time goes on. Sometimes, Shiro will join Keith in the ocean. Other times, they’ll just sit on the end of the pier and talk for hours, or Shiro will sit in his raven form and watch over the shells that Keith brings back from the sea floor.
  • When they kiss, it’s something that feels completely inevitable. They’re incredibly different, a creature of the sky and a creature of the sea, but they meet each other where they are, and it’s enough.
Masquerade. (Jimin x Reader x Hoseok) Part 1

With a mask, you could be whoever you want to be. You could be someone completely different, or you could be unabashedly yourself.

Jimin x Reader x Hoseok

Fluff & Slight Smut

Office Au, Hosts Au

Summary: To secretly relieve your stress about your single life and your hard times at work, you cave and decide to give this mysteriously alluring club a chance. At Club Masquerade, you can indulge in your fantasies and indulge in who you really want to be without strings attached. So when you waltz in and realize you’re not exactly sure what you want, two of their best hosts swoop in and are more than willing to help you figure it out…

           But it seems you’re not the only one keeping secrets in your office.

Warning: Will need lots of water for thirst. (Unless that’s just me *fans self* lol)

Parts 1 of 4

Links: Part 1 | Part 2 |  Part 3 | Part 4

Originally posted by epikcry

          It was a very famous place, full of mystery. Many recommended that you had to go there at least once in your life, especially if you were single and looking for a good time. Yet no one spoke about it past that. But the alluring smile and the dust of pink on their cheeks as they mentally recollected their experiences drew you in.

           You wanted to know what they saw. You wanted to know what they felt.

           Club Masquerade.

           Your fingers tapped your desk as you stared at the address your friend had texted you. All of your girl friends highly urged you to go. They only went once, but they raved that they could never forget about their time there. If they weren’t already in happy relationships, they stated that they would be frequenting it often.

           You clicked on the website she had attached with the address, and you fumbled as the heading of the site caused you to turn red.

           INDULGE IN YOUR FANTASIES. INDULGE IN WHO YOU REALLY WANT TO BE.

           Frantically pressing buttons on your phone to exit out before any passing eyes spotted what you were looking at, you spazzed out in your desk. People glanced at you worriedly but you gave them a weak smile as you fixed your outfit.

           "Y/N!!“ a familiar bellow was heard from the adjacent office and you jolted out of your seat.

           "There he goes again.” One of your co-workers chuckled.

           You exhaled and hurried into your boss’s office.

           "Yes, Mr. Jung.“ You mumbled.

           "What the hell is this?” he slammed papers down onto his table. “I can’t understand your handwriting!”

           You exhaled. “We’ve been working together for years and you still can’t read my handwriting?”

           "What?“ he snapped and you straightened up.

           "Would you like me to read it to you then?” you suggested.

           "Well, there’s no other way for me to understand this.“ he rolled his eyes and spun around in his chair.

           You took a deep breath to calm yourself, knowing your boss’s specialty was pissing you off. Grabbing the papers, you organized them in order and was about to begin reading when he cut in.

           "Oh we’re also getting a new boss tomorrow, so those –” he pointed at the boxes you had lugged in early this morning. “– need to be put together.”

           Your eyes widened. “You want ME to put together an office table and chair??”

           "Yeah, why?“ he blinked at you. "Can’t do it?”

           You groaned and he knocked on his desk impatiently. “Just because you’ve been my secretary for years doesn’t mean you can slack off. Let’s get to it.”

           "Which would you like me to do first? Read the plans or fix the table?“ You questioned lifelessly.

           "Hmmm….you can just do both.” he waved his hand as he continued to play with his pen and spin in his chair.

           "Are you serious?“ you looked at him exasperatedly.

           He feigned ignorance then gestured for you to hurry.

           "No.” You slammed the papers down. “You read those while I do the table.”

           "I don’t want to.“ He crossed his arms. "That’s your job. Write it neater.”

           "I had the entire office read through it before sending it over!“ you complained. "Maybe you need to get your eyes checked!”

           "Excuse me?“ he stood up angrily.

           "You heard me!” you retorted, glaring at him dangerously.

           "Go fix the table!“ he yelled.

           "I am!” you bellowed in return as you spun around to make your way to the boxes.

           "Don’t yell at me!“ he pointed.

           "You started yelling first!”

           "No I didn’t!“

           A timid knock on the office door had you both freeze in your places. Mr. Jung coughed to regain his composure and gently sat down in his chair.

           "Come in.” he stated firmly.

           An attractive young man peeked in with a large smile plastered on his face.

           "Sorry to interrupt Mr. Jung ~“ he greeted sweetly and you felt yourself gawking at how the room lit up with his entrance.

           "My dear friend!! Stop with the formalities. Call me Hoseok as usual.” Hoseok grinned and opened his arms welcomingly.

           You found yourself giving him a look of disgust at his unexpected behavior. Everyone in the office knew him as constantly cold and only ever heard him yelling, mostly directed your way. He was totally fooling this visitor.

           "What’re you doing here?“ Hoseok sat down at the front of his desk.

           "Oh I’m here to fix up the table…” the other man trailed off, realizing that someone else was in the room. You felt yourself blush as you spotted him scanning you intently.

           "Oh don’t worry. The secretary’s got it.“ Hoseok waved his hand. "She’s pretty brolic so she can handle. You want to get some food while you’re here?”

           You made sure your back was turned before you made faces of anger towards Hoseok.

           "I just ate, but coffee sounds good. We can just catch up in here so we don’t waste money on gas or anything.“

           "I’ll go get you some then. I’ll be right back.” Hoseok patted his friend’s shoulder before exiting the room.

           Soon after the door shut, you felt the stranger crouch down next to you. You were a bit startled so you flinched when you realized. He giggled.

           "Sorry. Didn’t mean to scare you.“

           You blushed and shook your head. "Don’t worry. I was just trying to figure out how to put this together.”

           "This is my job, so don’t worry about it.“ the man smiled and took the pieces away from you gently.

           You chuckled. "No, he won’t let me hear the end of it if I abandon this.”

           "Then let’s fix it together then?“ he grinned expectantly.

           You timidly nodded, not having the heart to refuse his eager help.

           "I’m Jimin.” he introduced, holding out his hand kindly.

           "Y/N.“ you smiled as you shook it warmly.

           "So you’re his secretary, huh?” his eyes scanned the pieces and organized them with ease.

           "Uh yeah.“ you watched Jimin work in awe. "Have you done this before?”

           Jimin chuckled and glanced over at you with a friendly twinkle in his eye. “No. I’m following the instructions.”

           You squinted and scanned the sea of parts and boxes for any semblance of instructions. Then your lips curled up as you realized he was joking. He laughed as he watched it dawn on you and you joined him.

           "Sorry. I’m not used to jokes at work.“ you giggled.

           "Hoseok can get a little intense when it comes to work-related stuff.” Jimin smiled as he continued setting up the parts.

           "A little is an understatement.“ you mumbled under your breath, but Jimin chuckled, obviously hearing your comment.

           "Don’t tell him I said that.” you whispered guiltily.

           Jimin grinned and handed you a piece of the table. “It’ll be our secret.”

           You blushed, feeling giddy butterflies in your stomach.

           "Now hold that so I can start drilling it together.“ he placed another piece into your free hand and positioned you. Your cheeks warmed as he nonchalantly touched your arms and placed your fingers where they needed to be. Then with a big smile, he stepped back.

           "Good. Stay right there. Where’s Hoseok’s drill?”

           "Uh should be in that gray cabinet in the corner. Top shelf to the right.“ You instructed, knowing his office like the back of your hand.

           You had organized it countless of times until it was to Hoseok’s liking and then some more because he just loved to irritate you.

           "Got it!” Jimin cheered triumphantly as he scurried to your side. “Hold tight, okay?”

           You swallowed and held the pieces firmly while he set up the tool. Jimin was in mid-drill when Hoseok burst into the room holding two cups of coffee. His brows furrowed angrily as he happened upon the scene.

           "What do you think you’re doing, Y/N?“

           "Um…holding the table, as you can see.” you snapped.

           "I told you to do it yourself. Why did you make Jimin –“

           "I volunteered to help her.” Jimin smiled warmly at Hoseok then glanced your way encouragingly. “It’ll take one person a while to fix it and I’m sure she has a lot of paperwork to do.”

           Hoseok pursed his lips, forming a straight line and you knew that face meant he was holding back his anger.

           "Your coffee will get cold, Jimin.“ he stated flatly.

           Jimin laughed and turned his attention to you, "Want some coffee, Y/N?”

           "I only have two here.“ Hoseok sulked.

           "We can share.” Jimin whispered playfully causing your lips to curl up happily.

           "Here! Here!“ Hoseok shoved the coffee into your hand, irritatedly. "Me and Jimin will just share!”

           Jimin cracked up as he waltzed over to Hoseok’s desk, where the latter was pouting. You sat on the ground and sipped the coffee welcomingly. The two slowly drifted into their own world, catching up on mutual friends, and retelling stories. They seemed to have forgotten you were in the room, but you didn’t mind. You took the time to study the handsome features of Jimin from afar. It had been awhile since someone handsome was so openly nice to you. You looked at him dreamily. But it was Hoseok who cut into your thoughts.

           "Well since you’re no help at all, get out of my office.“

           "Hoseok…” Jimin looked at him sadly.

           "It’s fine. That’s how we have a discussion.“ Hoseok patted his friend’s shoulder and gave you a scolding look.

           You faked a smile as you stood up, glad you didn’t have to put together a table but offended that he was treating you so rudely in front of his attractive friend. Not satisfied with leaving without the upper-hand, you raised your cup smugly.

           "Thanks for the cup, Hoseok ~” you smirked and hurriedly closed the door behind you.

           "What did she call me?“ you heard him hiss before you skipped to your desk, ecstatic about your good luck.

           "Who was that?” one of your co-workers whispered, intrigued.

           "I don’t know.“ you smiled. "But he was charming.”


           "Good morning everyone!“ You greeted warmly as usual, and everyone waved at you brightly.

           "He’s in already.” They warned you in a hushed tone.

           "Already?“ Your eyes widened.

           Suddenly, Hoseok marched down the aisle, holding his usual cup of coffee. As always, he wore a straight-faced expression that was laced with an air of mystery. His suit was tailored sharply so it hung just loose enough to make you wonder about his form without giving too much away. You exhaled knowing that you were already in trouble this morning for coming in later than him, not that you had any control over it. He came in whenever he wanted and you never knew what to expect.

           You fought the urge to roll your eyes as you spotted your co-workers stare at him longingly while he strutted throughout the office confidently. Hurriedly, you hung your coat on the back of your chair and sat down, hoping that he wouldn’t notice you just arrived. He passed by the respectful bows and greetings without a response or change in expression. It was rare for him to return anyone’s "Good mornings”, yet your co-workers still tried to get him to notice them.

           You kept your eyes down on the stack of paperwork in front of you, trying to look busy, but as always, it didn’t deter him from sitting down on your desk with a big smirk on his face.

           "Morning Madam Secretary ~“ he raised his cup. "Had a late start today?”

           You exhaled and crossed your arms.“Well someone was just earlier than usual today.”  

           "Tsk. Tsk.“ he shook his head. "I thought I would die walking over to get coffee.”

           You gave a him disapproving look, which he simply raised a questioning eyebrow at you.  "Then you’d be the first to die walking 10 steps to get coffee and it was due to your own lack of movement.“ You hummed as you returned your focus back to your paperwork.

           He knocked on your table in retaliation to regain your attention. "Yah.”

           You glared up at him.

           "I’m your boss, your boss. We’re not friends.“ he stated firmly as he continued tapping on your desk irritatedly.

           You rolled your eyes and shooed him away. "Well then Boss, please get off my table and let me work.”

           "Yah!“ he raised his voice.

           Your bickering was a normal occurrence in your office but it never failed to astound the workers. Everyone’s eyes were on you two, especially now that his voice grew louder than conversational level. You two had just worked together for so long and no one but you could put up with his attitude. So regardless of how rude you were to each other, you were both secure that things would carry on normally afterwards.

           "Fighting so early?”

           A familiar voice had you both straighten up from your positions. Immediately, both of your faces brightened as Jimin appeared, carrying three cups of coffee.

           "J-Jimin!“ you stammered as you stood up, flustered, earning a judgmental glare from Hoseok.

           "Sorry I’m late. I wanted to pick up some warm drinks for us to start off the morning!” Jimin grinned and you heard immediate excited whispers throughout the office.

           "I see you already have one Hoseok….“

           "It’s cold already so I’ll take yours.” Hoseok left his coffee on your desk and grabbed one from Jimin brightly. You pursed your lips in annoyance.

           "And one for you, Miss Secretary ~“ Jimin sang as he handed you a cup.

           Your lips curled up happily as you accepted his kind gesture. "What brings you here so early? Did Mr. Jung send you on errands?”

           Hoseok chucked his straw paper at you without batting an eye, playing it off as if he missed your trashcan.

           Jimin laughed, “Oh no. I’m the new boss being transferred here.”

           You stumbled back from surprise. “Oh my gosh!”

           Frantically, you bowed deeply, “Welcome Mr. Park!”

           Hoseok smirked as he sipped his coffee.

           "You didn’t tell her Hoseok?“ Jimin glanced at him amused as you sent threatening looks towards Hoseok.

           "Must’ve slipped my mind.” he shrugged and pointed to you. “Well get back to work and take care of your table. It looks like it has a lot of trash. So unattractive.”

           He shook his head disapprovingly as he stalked back into his office. You huffed, trying to maintain your composure.

           "He’s a handful, huh?“ Jimin stayed put, relaxingly sipping his coffee.

           You smiled as you grabbed his forgotten coffee cup and chucked it into your trash bin. "I’m sorry. I really had no idea you were the new boss.”

           "It’s fine.“ he waved his hand. "I respond to either-or anyway – Jimin, Mr. Park– it all sounds the same to me.”

           You giggled shyly.

           "In return for the coffee, do you think you could introduce me to everyone?“ Jimin mumbled softly. "It feels weird just waltzing in here and having them report to me when I don’t know them.”

           Your eyes widened, “You want to get to know everyone?”

           "Yeah.“ he blinked. "Is that weird?”

           You laughed, “No, not at all. It’s just…different…from what we’re used to at least.”

           Jimin smiled knowingly and you gestured for him to following you timidly. Everyone was flustered as he approached each worker one-by-one, reiterating their names and conversing with them briefly. Your female co-workers were visibly attracted to this kind man as they fixed their hair and straightened up their skirts before you reached their cubicle.

           "If you forget anyone’s names, don’t hesitate to ask me.“ you chuckled as you both returned back to your desk after a few minutes.

           "I’ll probably keep asking you frequently. Sorry if I get annoying.”

           You waved your hand, “That’s what I’m here for. I’d be glad to help you out.”

           "I’m lucky to have such a pretty secretary.“ he grinned as he raised his cup. "It makes starting off the day better.”

           You blushed. “Just call me over if you need anything.”

           "I’ll probably just be setting up my office and papers today.“

           "Oh. I finished that yesterday.” you smiled shyly, happy that you were proactive in doing so. You wanted to impress Jimin in as many ways as possible.

           "Wow, you’re a blessing.“ he reached out and petted your head gratefully.

           You felt your face turn red as he laughed at your reaction.

           "You’re cute, Y/N.”

           With that compliment, he strolled back into his office. You exhaled and swooned into your seat, your gaze lingering at the door that he disappeared into. Your hands immediately cupped your cheeks to offset the growing warmth, but you couldn’t fight off the giddy feeling. But you only reveled in it for a few minutes before Hoseok’s loud voice echoed and your mood immediately dropped.

           "Y/N!!“

           You groaned and grabbed your completed stacks of paper to report to him.

           "Yes, Mr. Jung.” You marched into his office, stealing a glance at Jimin thoroughly reading through documents, sporting glasses which made you weak at the knees.

           "I have meetings today right?“

           "Yes.”

           "Go over what they’re about and what I need to know.“ he twirled around in his chair.

           You whipped up a typed copy of the outline of the meeting so he could read along (which he never did) and began informing Hoseok. Feeling Jimin’s gaze on you from across the room made you more conscious but also more efficient in your explanation.

           "Alright. Let’s go. Make sure you stay close so I look better.” Hoseok stood up and fixed up his suit, smirking at his own insult.

           You gave him a look of disgust as he walked by, and peripherally, you caught Jimin smiling at you and giving you a thumbs up in approval. Immediately, you blushed and smiled shyly before exiting the room.


           With two bosses now, one hot and one cold, one friendly and one rude, it was a pretty stressful week at work. When Friday afternoon rolled around, you were exhausted in all aspects.

           "Seriously. You’re always at work or thinking about work, girl.“ your best friend chimed into the phone. "You’re going to end up single and alone at this rate.”

           "Don’t remind me.“ you grumbled as you plopped onto your bed.

           "I’m telling you. Go to Club Masquerade. At least you’ll be single and NOT alone there. It’s only an hour per person, but it is WORTH IT.” she urged. “Trust me.”

           You sighed. “I don’t know…it doesn’t sound like my thing.”

           "Believe me. It’s everyone’s thing.“ you could hear the smirk in your friend’s voice. "They’ll take good care of you there.”

           "Mmmm…“ you contemplated.

           "I’m telling you, just GO. If you don’t like it, then I’ll stop bothering you. But at least then I can talk to you about it. I’m DYING!” Your friend urged.

           "Fine, fine. I’ll go. I need to de-stress and having some fun outside doesn’t sound too bad.“ you chuckled.

           "Oh my goodness. You’re going to have so much fun. I’m so excited for you.” your friend squealed excitedly. “You HAVE to wear that black dress and that silver masquerade mask you were going to wear for my bachelorette party there.”

           "You keep rubbing it in. I can’t help that I contracted pneumonia!“ you groaned.

           "Well, now you can pay me back by getting your single ass to this Club!” she scolded.

           "Alright, alright. I’ll get ready and send you my look.“

           "Perfect. Have fun girl ~”


           You inhaled and exhaled deeply as you clutched your trench coat around you for protection. You weren’t used to wearing a lot of eye make-up and deep red lipstick, but you wanted to look as seductive and daring as you were going to try to be tonight. You adjusted your elegantly designed silver masquerade mask and without another thought, you pulled open the door leading into Club Masquerade, hoping it would give you the change you needed in your mundane life.

           A bell echoed as you stepped in and immediately you were greeted by cute girl at the entrance.

           "Hello welcome to Club Masquerade, where we make your fantasies come true! How can I help you today?“ she smiled warmly, which eased your frantically beating heart.

           It seemed straight out of a Renaissance fairytale. There was a beautiful chandelier lined with diamonds that reflected the silver and gold that decorated the high ceilings. You saw there were red velvet curtains in the back where people adorning masks of all styles and colors were disappearing to. Some were sitting in small tables by the entrance, merely conversing and having tea, but they too soon disappeared behind the maroon veils.

           Seeing your awe, the girl chuckled. "It must be your first time today. Are you familiar with how we work?”

           "Ummm…“ you blushed. "Not really…”

           "No problem. I’m here to answer any of your questions and curiosities.“

           "Um…what exactly does it mean when you say you’ll make our fantasies come true?” you whispered, embarrassed.

           "Absolutely anything and everything.“ she grinned proudly. "We have a variety of persona hosts that specialize in different forms of fantasies. Of course everything is anonymous so you don’t have to worry about being recognized, and everyone knows the safe word.”

           "Persona…hosts…?“ you blinked.

           Her lips curled up endearingly. "Oh dear. I think we have a pure one here.”

           You felt your cheeks heat up as she looked at you with a warm flicker in her eye, like a teacher ready to give her favorite lecture.

           "How about…“ you felt an arm wrap around your shoulder and you tensed up. ”…you let us take over from here?“

           You felt yourself shiver as a strong arm pulled you flush against his body.

           "It might be easier to show her how things work here.”

           The hairs on your skin immediately stood on edge at his emphasis. Was it excitement? You glanced beside you to find an attractive man wearing a sparkling red masquerade mask. Before you could study him more carefully, a hand grabbed yours and a pair of lips pressed onto the back of your hand, causing your heart to flip over.

           "We’ll take good care of her.“

           You gawked at the man wearing a silver-lined black mask in front of you. The girl at the reception laughed and glanced over at you.

           "It seems you’re in luck today Miss.” she explained as she nudged you playfully. “These are the best two hosts we have and it seems you’ve piqued their interest~”

           You blushed as you tensed up, not used to being surrounded by attractive and forward men.

           "Which persona are they…?“ you questioned.

           The receptionist giggled as she handed you a circular buzzer, similar to ones they have at restaurants that take reservations.

            "I’ll let them take over now. This will flash and vibrate when your hour is up. If you’d like to extend the time, there’s a red button in each room that you can press. If not, then your hosts will escort you back out here.” she explained brightly as you grabbed the buzzer nervously. “Have a pleasure-filled time!”

           You smiled weakly as the two led you down into the section of tables.

           "Hungry?“ Black Mask, as you were going to refer to him in your mind, questioned.

           You shook your head.

           "Don’t be nervous.” Red Mask whispered into your ear and you shuddered at his closeness. Then he turned to Black Mask with a smug smile. “Explanations aren’t my thing, so I’ll give her to you for 35 minutes and I’ll take the last 25?”

           "Alright, I’ll spend 10 minutes explaining things then.“

           "He’ll prepare you for me…” Red Mask hummed into your ear again, his hand slowly moving down your arm before he walked away.

           Black Mask chuckled as he took your arm and wrapped it around his, guiding you elegantly.

           "Don’t be so tense. You set the rules around here. None of the hosts will do anything to make you uncomfortable. We’re here to serve you exactly how you want us to.“

           You nodded, feeling a little better.

           "So these tables are for those who just require a conversational host or for those who like easing into the…main dish.” Black Mask licked his lips and you bit yours as you watched him. “So yeah, we have a place for tea and talking, some refreshments, etc. Any questions?”

           You shook your head and he chuckled, tapping your arm gently. “Relax.”

           "I’m sorry…this is just not my usual place to hang out…“ you mumbled.

           He grinned, "I would be surprised if it was anyone’s. Everyone starts off nervous when trying something new, but trust me. I won’t do anything to hurt you.”

           Your heart fluttered at the sincerity of his statement, but then he leaned closer and whispered, “Unless you want me to.”

           Your body heated up as the scent of his cologne filled up your senses. He straightened back up and led you to the red veils.

           "And here we have the host rooms.“ he introduced, simply standing there to ease your nerves. "You must have lots of questions about this.”

           "Are they all bedrooms?“ you mumbled.

           "No.” he chuckled. “Some people don’t like doing things on beds.”

           Your eyes widened as you glanced up at him and he winked playfully. You felt yourself giggle at his playful tone.

           "There’s a smile – finally!“ he nudged. "There are bedrooms in the farthest part of this hallway, but the first few are lounges, then some are specialty rooms, others we end up redecorating according to the client’s preferences.”

           "Wow.“ You were impressed. "That’s a lot of work.”

           "Anything to make our clients happy.“ His lips curled up and you felt yourself smile. "Well, it seems you’re not sure what your interests are in this…field. So what do you want to do?”

           You blinked, “What’re my options?”

           "Well, if you would like, we can just sit and chat.“ he gestured to the tables. "Or we can take it easy in one of the lounges. Orrrr –” he grinned. “–if I’ve completely terrified you and you want to run off, then you’re welcome to do so.”

           You chuckled, now more relaxed. Something about him eased your worries and curiosity was slowly getting the better of you as you wondered what exactly happened in these rooms. Excitement bubbled in your stomach and you felt a surge of spontaneity.

           "Let’s go to the lounges.“

           You hardly recognized the confident voice that came out of you. But something drew you there. You wanted to see for yourself what exactly was behind the veil. You wanted to unravel the mysteries of this place, and the more Black Mask questioned you, the more you wanted to discover the mysteries in yourself.

           "As you wish.” His lips curled up proudly as slipped his hand into yours, leading you to the hallway of rooms.

           Once you were behind the veil, you heard an eerie silence. The lighting was dim, alluring, and mysterious like the rest of the place.

           As if reading your thoughts, Black Mask commented, “All rooms are soundproof so you can be as loud as you want.”

           You blushed from the implication. He smiled as he entered the room and you were surprised to see Red Mask sitting on one of the couches nonchalantly.

           "Figured you’d go to this room.“ he grinned.

           "Hm?” you looked up at Black Mask inquisitively.

           "This is technically ‘my’ room.“ he answered lightheartedly.

           "My room’s a bit more… fun.” Red Mask smirked. “Hopefully I’ll be able to take you there soon enough.”

           You bit your lip nervously at his comment and soon, Red Mask was in front of you.

           "Don’t bite your lip like that.“ he growled. "Or I’m going to jump you with him watching.”

           You inhaled sharply, but soon the gentle hand of Black Mask cut in between you two.

           "I still have 30 minutes with her, but I wanted her to establish rules with both of us before I get started.“ Black Mask explained then turned to you. "Let’s sit?”

           You smiled and nodded as he led you to the couch. Red Mask’s eyes were watching your every move and for some reason, it boosted your confidence that he was ravaging your body with his prolonged stare.

           "Rules?“ you questioned as you sat down.

           "Yeah, set some boundaries for us. Tell us what absolutely turns you off. We’ll remember it.”

           "Hmm…“ you pursed your lips as you pondered about it.

           "Damn you’re so cute.” Black Mask covered his face and laughed.

           Your lips curled up at the compliment. The two then sat on either side of you, waiting for your decision.

           "Well…“ you started and their eyes were on you attentively.

           "Clothes stay on.”

           They nodded and it encouraged you to continue. “And my lower half is off limits… unless I say otherwise.”

           "And by lower half, you mean below your stomach but above your thighs?“ Red Mask hummed.

           You turned warm and nodded.

           "Anything else?” Black Mask questioned and you shook your head.

           "That’s fine.“ Red Mask smirked and he leaned over, talking into the crook of your neck. "I can make you beg for me without touching you there.”

           You swallowed roughly as your heartbeat quickened at the thought of it. But soon enough, Red Mask stood up and left the room, giving the allotted time to Black Mask.

           "Well,“ he leaned against the couch. "it seems you’re not sure what you like and dislike, huh?”

           "I haven’t really given it much thought…“ you frowned.

           He scooted over closer to you and smiled gently. "Well that’s what I’m here for.”

           You locked eyes with him.

           "I’ll figure you out.“ he whispered as he caressed your face softly.

           Your eyes darted to his lips then back to his eyes but as he moved his face closer, your gaze didn’t leave his mouth. You were mesmerized.

           "Can I kiss you?” he whispered, his breath ghosting over your lips.

           You nodded in anticipation and he lightly pressed his lips on yours sweetly. Your entire body tingled with the sensation. His thumb rubbed the side of your cheek and he stared at you lovingly.

           "You’re okay?“ he asked and you nodded.

           He smiled and leaned back to capture your lips gently as both of his hands cupped your face. Your breath hitched as his hands traveled down to your neck. One of his hands stayed on your face while the other glided down your arm to intertwine your fingers together. You kissed back, already following the rhythm of his lips.

           "Comfortable?” he hummed.

           You nodded, catching your breath. Although kissing side by side was a bit hard, you didn’t want to stop the momentum. He chuckled as he kissed your cheek and your breathing got labored as he traveled down your jaw then to your neck. The kisses were light but it ignited your body, as if he knew exactly where you were most sensitive. His free hand unfastened your trench coat and you both maintained eye contact as he slowly pulled it off your shoulders, revealing your tight, form-fitting black dress.

           "Wow.“ he breathed, taking in your body. "You’re beautiful.”

           Your hands nervously reached out for him and he gave you an encouraging smile, observing the worried look in your eyes. “You can touch me wherever, as much as you want.”

           You wanted more of his kisses and for some reason, doing this with a complete stranger where no one knew who you were, made you more courageous than you had expected. Gently, you pulled his tuxedo towards you and he smiled into the kiss happily.

           "Tell me what you like.“ he whispered as he started leaving a trail of butterfly kisses down your neck onto your shoulder, as your heart ran a marathon inside your chest.

           "Keep doing that.” you muttered, breathlessly.

           "As you wish.“ he placed a chaste kiss on your lips before tending to the other side of your body.

           Soon his hands found its way back to caressing your face and you leaned forward to lock lips with him feverishly. He mentally took note of what he did to get that reaction out of you and tested out the waters by grazing his tongue on your lower lip. You gasped at the new feeling and you pressed deeper into the kiss. You felt his lips curl up as he repeated that same action again but at a more languid pace. Soon, you were on your knees on the couch nearly straddling him to deepen the kiss. His tongue on your lip was driving you insane.

           He broke the kiss and chuckled, wrapping an arm around your waist to steady you.

           "It’ll be dangerous if you straddle me with a dress on.” his eyes twinkled brightly as he took in how swollen your lips had become and how your pupils were dilated with lust.

           "What?“ you breathed, clearly not in the right state of mind.

           His expression darkened as he smirked, "It’ll be dangerous.”

           You realized your position and immediately sat back down, flustered.

           "Tell me if you don’t like this.“ he whispered and soon you found your back on the couch and him hovering over you.

           He had placed your coat on top of your legs mannerly as he climbed over you on all fours.

           "Uncomfortable?”

           You shook your head and smiled, tugging at his tie. He raised an eyebrow at your gesture.

           "Kiss me.“ you requested.

           He grinned as he leaned down.

           "You’re too damn cute.”

           Soon, you were locking lips again but this time your hands freely roamed his body, feeling his chest, his waist, and fiddled with his belt. His hands were supporting himself up so your bodies didn’t make contact but little by little his body melted into yours, which you received heartily. He gently played with your hair, caressed your cheek, and lightly nipped at your neck, leaving you breathless, relaxed, yet wanting so much more.

           Suddenly, there was knock on the door and he chuckled, immediately sitting up and getting off the couch. You were panting heavily, upset at the loss of contact.

           "What’s happening?“ you questioned, your voice a bit rough and dehydrated as you sat up.

           He chuckled as he returned by your side with a cup of water.

           "My 35 minutes with you is up.” he smiled.

           "Already?“ you pouted.

           He leaned over and kissed you sweetly on the cheek. "We can always play some more if you prefer me.”

           "Prefer…?“ you furrowed your brow.

           Black Mask fixed your hair carefully as you finished your water.

           "My friend has a bit of a different… approach than me.” His eyes had a mischievous glint to it as he grabbed the empty cup from you.

           You watched him walk towards the door sadly. He turned to you one last time and winked, “I look forward to your choice.”

           With that, he opened the door and disappeared, leaving you alone in the room. Those 35 minutes felt like an eternity of heaven for you. Then you finally composed yourself, realizing that your next host was the one that continually sent shivers of excitement down your spine simply with his words. You felt the need to throw your trench coat back on; you felt naked and anxious. You walked around the room to cool yourself down from your previous encounter.

           Suddenly, the door opened and closed quietly. The atmosphere changed immediately. With Black Mask, it had been light, comfortable, and sweet but there was a thick tension in the air as soon as Red Mask stepped foot into the room. Your eyes locked with his piercing stare and he smirked.

           "Fucking finally.“ he rushed to where you were and crashed his lips onto yours. You got the wind knocked out of you as he pushed you against the wall. Not wasting time, he slipped his tongue into your mouth, and immediately battled with yours. He broke the kiss and he grazed your neck with his nose.

           "I told you I’d make you beg for me, didn’t I?” he hummed and you fought to catch your breath from his surprise kiss.

           He pressed open mouthed kisses down your neck, licking the same exact spot alternatingly.

           "This….“ he bit your bottom lip as he traced your chest down to the buttons of your trench coat. ”…needs to come off.“

           You nodded.

           "Take it off for me baby girl.” he whispered on your lips and your hands immediately obeyed, unfastening the buttons at lightning speed.

           He kissed your newly exposed shoulders and worked his way to the low V-cut of your dress.

           "Fuck, you’re hott.“ he muttered before licking a line down your chest, causing you to gasp and thread your hands through his hair.

           "Hmm yes, make more sounds for me.” he growled as he pulled you towards him and attacked your lips again.

           Your arms wrapped around his neck to deepen the kiss, but he stepped back hurriedly. You stumbled forward, confused. He smirked as he took your arms and pinned them to the wall, before returning to heatedly make out with you. You struggled to get your arms free from his grasp, but he was stronger than you. His lips curled up and he stared into your eyes dangerously.

           "Do you want to touch me baby girl?“ he hissed.

           You nodded weakly.

           "Where do you want to touch me?” he smirked and you swallowed hard.  

           "Everywhere.“ you breathed as you pressed your lips onto his hungrily.

           Easily, he lifted you up by your waist as your tongues continued to fight for dominance; you wrapped your legs around him to help distribute some of your weight. And soon, you found your back pressed roughly onto the couch. His hands roamed your thighs firmly as neither of you broke the kiss for a few minutes. You reveled in the way he was devouring you. You could tell he needed you, he wanted you, and it excited you. Slowly, he grinded into you and you gasped, breaking the kiss at the feeling of his hardness. He smirked at you as he studied your shocked expression.

           "That’s all from you.” he mumbled.

           And you had to warn yourself to hold onto your dignity. Seeing, the hesitation and worry on your face, he chuckled.

           "Alright, alright. If I reach strike three, then I’m out. Or…“ he nipped at your lip. ”… you can just punish me.“

           You pulled him flush against your body and kissed him fervently. This man got you so riled up, it was unfair. He pushed the boundaries, but it made everything all the more exhilarating, as if you were a teenager rebelling against your parents for the first time. You felt the strings of your sanity loosen and you began to bask in the idea that you could be whoever you wanted to be with these men. They didn’t know who you were outside of it, and they were never going to.

           Your thoughts were soon interrupted by the buzz and vibration of the circular disc the receptionist had given you earlier. Groaning, Red Mask pushed himself off of you and stood up. You blushed as he unabashedly flaunted the growing need inside his pants in front of you.

           "Wanna fix it?” he smirked and you blushed, scolding yourself that you almost agreed to do so.

           He chuckled as he outstretched his hand out. “Don’t worry. A very rare few get to see the goods on the first session.”

           He winked at you and you chuckled, slipping your hand into his.

           "Oh my coat.“ You grabbed it, but Red Mask pulled you roughly to him as you attempted to put it on.

           "Don’t.” he hummed. “I want everyone to see how sexy you are when we walk out.”

           You felt your cheeks warm but you obliged. He took you out of the room and you found Black Mask waiting for you two beyond the veil with a bright smile.

           "Have fun?“ he asked lightly.

           "Of course. Who do you think I am?” Red Mask rolled his eyes.

           "Your fun is not everyone else’s fun.“ Black Mask grabbed your coat and threw it over your shoulder. "You’ll catch a cold like this.”

           "I want to flaunt her.“ Red Mask grumbled.

           "She looks beautiful even with the coat.” Black Mask smiled as he stepped back to take a good look at you. “Flaunt away.”

           His compliment made you smile and you felt your heart melt.

           "Oh. I didn’t catch your names…“ you muttered.

           The two grinned. "We’ll tell you our names after you tell us which one you liked best.”

           You froze, realizing you didn’t have a decision. Seeing your blank expression, the two cracked up.

           "Are you saying you like us both equally?“ Black Mask asked.

           "I mean…it was my first encounter with both of you…it’s hard to tell…” you trailed off shyly.

           The two looked at each other then smiled.

           "I’m fine with sharing.“ Red Mask shrugged.

           "For now at least.” Black Mask tightened your coat around you.

           "Is that okay?“ you looked at them with wide eyes. "I just feel like I want to get to know you guys…as hosts…better? Is that weird?”

           "Nah. We’re pretty flexible here.“ Red Mask winked at you, donning his signature smirk. "Plus I’m always looking for fresh meat to corrupt.”

           You giggled.

           "How about this,“ Black Mask suggested. "let’s exchange numbers?”

           "What?“

           "Well you said you wanted to get to know us as hosts better right?” Black Mask smiled. “We can keep you updated on when our slots are both free again for you to come in.”

           "And if you need any help from home…“ Red Mask whispered. ”…I don’t mind help out through the phone.“

           You covered your face, flustered. Fumbling into your purse, you eagerly grabbed the new personal phone you had just gotten for yourself to separate your work life, and handed it to them.

            "Do you guys always give away your work numbers?” you asked as you watched them type into your phone.

           "No.“ Black Mask smiled as he handed the phone over, "It’s cause you’re special.”

           Red Mask, on the other hand, chuckled and leaned down to whisper, “It’s so I could show you how riled up I can get you without needing to touch you.”

           You turned red immediately as he cackled while he finished typing in his number.

           "Those are our work phones, so feel free to text whenever.“ Black Mask grinned.

           "Who’s who?” you glanced down at the new names on your phone.

           "I’m J-Hope.“

           "I’m Chims. And you are…?”

           You smiled at them. “I guess… I can be whoever you guys want me to be.”

           "That’s bold, Silver girl.“ Black Mask tapped your silver mask playfully and sweetly kissed you on the cheek. "I like that.”

           "See ya baby girl.“ Red Mask patted your hip smugly before the two walked away to get back to work.

           Feeling lighthearted and giddy, you stepped out of Club Masquerade, transformed into a completely different person than when you had walked in. 

          As soon as you got home, you hopped into bed and edited the contacts on your phone so it was easier for you to remember who was who. Smiling contently to yourself, you stared at the two new names:

           ”Black Mask J-Hope“ and ”Red Mask Chims“.

Part 2

Prince Series; Junhui

- prince junhui… is a bit of a troublemaker
- he’s always going around pranking guards, dancing wildly in the ballroom and hiding in trees to avoid meetings
- he’s had hundreds of marriage proposals, but he rejected them all because he’s not ready for commitment and he wants to find love himself, not have it handed to him
- these proposals came in like a flood when news spread that he broke off an arranged marriage which was planned since his birth
- he broke it off WITHOUT telling the king and queen and they’re just so done with him because he drives them crazy
- “junhui do you realize what you’ve done?? now our kingdoms will never unite!!”
- “ok but….. they were so not my type”
- the villagers all know about this troublesome prince because junhui likes to go around the village when avoiding his responsibilities
- he helps the people with every day chores, whether it’s simple things like helping them carry groceries or even big things like helping them fix a broken wagon
- they believe a good ruler is someone who knows their people, so they do believe that junhui will be a good king someday
- junhui’s also really smart, like he knows himself that he can memorize the laws of the kingdom in like a week and he’d probably be able to negotiate trades and new laws with the neighboring kingdoms if he wanted to
- the problem is just that it doesn’t really interest him so he’s like nope
- you can find him taking a nap in the trees to avoid these responsibilities
- he’s also really gifted in archery and playing the piano which are pretty much the only two things that he would willingly do
- basically, prince junhui just wants a simple life, but that’s not possible when you’re expected to inherit the throne soon
- the king and queen are afraid that junhui won’t be able to learn the responsibilities and duties of a king in time, so in a panic, they hire you from another kingdom, who’s a teacher for royalty
- you are to teach junhui how to behave like an actual prince
- you’ve heard all about him so you’re like no way will he listen to me, a stranger, if he won’t even listen to you, the king and queen
- but they tell you that junhui’s past teachers have all left without being able to teach him and they really need your help
- you’re known for being one of the greatest teachers in the land so they believe in you and they even decided to increase your pay so you were like…… ok sign me up LOL
- day one, the first thing on your list is to actually get him to study the laws of the kingdom
- you’re supposed to meet junhui in the library, but when you get there, you see him laughing as he’s going from one bookshelf to the other on one of those rolling ladders
- you’re like THAT LOOKS SO FUN but the king and queen are right behind you so you can’t even laugh about it
- the queen clears her throat and at that, junhui slides down the ladder and says “oh whoops, i forgot i can’t do that when you’re around lol”
- you turn your head to look at the king and queen and they just give you a look that says “do you see what we mean?”
- junhui walks over to you and asks “and you are??”
- you bow and say “i’m (name), it’s nice to meet you, prince junhui.”
- the king says “(name) will be your teacher starting today. they’ll be teaching you the responsibilities of a prince. it’s about time you learn how to behave.”
- after a quick goodbye, the king and queen leave you and junhui alone, who looks so ready to climb the ladder again and roll from one book shelf to the other
- but you step in front of him and say “if you haven’t figured it out, lessons start today. take a seat.”
- he says “can’t we take a break just for today??” and you say “um we can’t take a break if we didn’t even start?? sit down.”
- junhui takes a seat on one of the desks in the library, and you take a seat next to him, slapping the huge law book on the table
- you sit next to him and say “alright, we’re going to go through the first chapter today. we’ll take things slow until—are you listening?”
- it’s been like two minutes and junhui’s already dozing off you’re like are you kidding me??
- junhui says “can we study somewhere else?? i mean…. i know the library’s the ideal study place, but it’s so gloomy in here….. it doesn’t motivate me to study”
- you cross your arms and ask “oh really? where would you rather study then?”
- junhui jumps out of his seat and holds out a hand for you to take and says “let’s head down to the ballroom!”
- you raise an eyebrow and ask “…ballroom?” and junhui says “yeah!! it’s a wide, open space that’s always so bright because of the sun!! let’s study there!!” and he nudges his hand for you to take
- you look down at his hand and push it away, saying “i’m pretty sure i can get there without having to hold your hand, junhui” and junhui is shocked because wow ANYONE would die just for a chance to hold his hand
- while walking towards the ballroom, he notices “hey wait!! you dropped the “prince”!!”
- you sassily say “you’re my student, so if i want to drop the “prince”, i’ll drop it”
- he has on a smirk on his face after hearing your words because you know what?? you’re pretty interesting…..
- you get to the ballroom, and your mouth falls open in awe because he wasn’t kidding when he said it was a wide, open space with the sun shining through the windows
- you turn to him and say “so is this better for you??” and he says “muuuch better”
- junhui gets some servants to set up a desk in the ballroom (they were like um what. but you know, whatever prince junhui says)
- while waiting for them, you take this chance to walk over to the grand piano sitting near the corner of the room
- junhui notices this and sits on the bench, saying “i know how to play a bit, do you want to hear??” and with a straight face, you say “we have some studying to do”
- but he says “i know, but while we’re waiting for the desk and chairs, let me play a little something for my wonderful teacher” and you roll your eyes at this
- his fingers run across the keyboard, hitting the black and white keys, and you’re actually so…. amazed by his talent….. and he’s playing a song that sounds so familiar
- before you know it, you’re singing along and junhui almost messes up because your voice is so beautiful
- the servants all enter the room to find you both by the piano and they just kind of look at each other like ohhhh this is going to be the start of something new isn’t it?
- when the song ends, junhui softly asks “would you…. sing again?”
- your face turns red upon realizing what just happened and you say “uhhh sorry nope, we have some work to do”
- the prince just looks up at you with a soft expression and asks “one more time?” and this gives you an idea
- you tell him “you know what? how about a deal? memorize two chapters in the law book and i’ll sing for you as you play the piano again”
- and junhui LOVES the idea, you’re nothing like his past teachers who were too serious to even have a decent conversation with…..
- he says “two chapters? psh that’s nothing, i’ll get those done in two seconds”
- the servants cough behind you, and when you turn around, they have the desks and chairs all set up
- junhui thanks the servants and takes a seat, saying “well hurry up then!! let’s get to work” and you’re like hmm well that was easier than i thought
- since then, you’ve been making deals with junhui to get him to study or learn anything required of a prince
- “i’ll teach you sword-fighting if you attend that meeting”
- “i’ll teach you horse-back riding if you study these chapters”
- “i’ll teach you martial arts if you attend that royal event”
- junhui always does what you tell him to because he at least has something to look forward to by the end of it
- by that, you think he means that you’re going to be teaching him something he actually wants to do, but no…..
- they’re just excuses to see your smile every time he gets a question right, to hear that you’re proud of him and believe that he’s going to be a good king one day….. those are what he looks forward to the most
- and eventually….. junhui starts doing things without having to make deals with you
- after another day of teaching, the king and queen ask for you and they thank you nonstop because junhui has been behaving like an actual prince and he’s thoroughly informed of all that’s going on in the country thanks to your help
- the queen says that he really is fit for the role of king now, but you say “your majesty, he always was”
- the next day, you tell junhui that you guys are taking a day off of studying as reward for his hard work
- junhui says “a day off?? so do i get to pick what we do??” and you say “oh yeah sure, what do you have in mind??”
- he says “we’re going to the village” but you say “THE VILLAGE?? BUT YOU CAN’T—” and junhui says “SH!!! i’ve been there a couple of times before, don’t worry” and you’re like omg so this isn’t the first time??
- you both sneak past guards and junhui senses your nervousness, so he tells you “don’t worry, a few of them know about me sneaking out, they’ll cover for us”
- when you get to the village, you’re so amazed to find out that EVERYONE knows him
- he’s greeting the bakers and the merchants, helping others with simple things like setting up their stands and other kind gestures
- he buys you humble pies and bread from bakeries, and shows you around, telling you stories about the people and himself
- you’ve never seen a prince or royalty for that matter caring for their people as much as junhui
- but what warms your heart the most is seeing him interact with the little children
- the kids are all climbing up his shoulders or asking to be carried by him or asking him to play ball with them, and you laugh at the sight because it’s so cute how happy he looks around the children
- and in that moment….. you know you’ve fallen for junhui
- one of the little girls sees you smiling at him and she points at you and asks “prince junhui!! who are they?? are they your s/o??”
- all the kids then turn in your direction and you can feel your face BURNING at her question
- junhui just smirks at you and says “if they’d accept me” and you’re like “JUNHUI I SWEAR”
- but he just laughs and tells the kids that it’s time to go home because it’s sunset and it’ll be dark soon
- while walking back to the palace, you say “junhui…. how often do you go to the village?”
- junhui shrugs and says “i go whenever i can, i usually sneak off when my parents are out of town or in a meeting”
- you ask “why do you go there?” and junhui hesitates before continuing “the villagers, they….. make me feel like i’m part of a family”
- you ask “what do you mean?” and he answers “i mean…. i know my parents are busy ruling the kingdom and all, but…. they left me all alone”
- you stay quiet and he says “do you know why i’m such a troublemaker?? it’s so that they’d notice me. before that, i was all alone. they actually started talking to me when i did crazy things. it took all this to get their attention.”
- junhui continues “if i did what i was told from the start aka act like an actual prince, i’d be ignored because i’d be doing exactly what they wanted. for once…. i wanted them to think of me.”
- after hearing his story, you hold out a hand for him to take, just like how he held out his on the first day of meeting you
- you smile up at him, and with a smile as well, he takes your hand and you both walk back to the palace holding hands
- neither of you say word….. your hand in his is enough to tell him that everything’s all right
- the next morning, you and junhui meet up in the ballroom, but the desk you both usually study on is nowhere in sight
- junhui asks “uhhh are we going to be sitting on the floor or what??” and you say “no, today’s lesson is ballroom dancing”
- he repeats “ballroom dancing??” and you say “that’s right. is there a problem?? trust me, if you can do that painful martial arts-looking dancing, you can do this”
- you get into position, placing junhui’s hand on your waist while the other is holding your hand
- you place a hand on his shoulder and say “okay, you lead. look down at my feet for a second, these are the steps….”
- junhui steps on your feet a couple of times, but he’s a fast learner so he perfects it quickly and you guys are gliding across the ballroom before you know it
- he says “hmm it’s a bit boring without any music…..” and you say “i agree, should we call the musicians??”
- junhui shakes his head and says “no….. instead…. i’d rather listen to you sing”
- and you do, you sing softly as you and junhui dance across the room and near the end of the song, junhui slows his pace and looks into your eyes as he moves closer and closer
- you manage to sing the last few words of the song before closing your eyes
- and in that ballroom, right then and there….. you and junhui kiss
- but you can’t believe how bad the timing is because….. tomorrow’s your last day…. you have to leave
- when you pull away, you’re about to say it, but somehow, junhui knows
- he says “don’t go. stay here…. with me.”
- you know that he’s a prince and that a love story between you two could never be, but….. you want to take this chance
- you ask “but junhui… aren’t you supposed to date royalty?”
- he just pulls you closer and smirks “when have i ever followed the rules?”
- and you just laugh as he kisses you again
- the servants who have been shipping you from the start smile at the scene because finally….. it’s been so long since they’ve seen prince junhui truly happy

Possible V Route plot I came up with (spoilers !!!)

@choisgirls this was what I was talking about lol

Friend: If there is V route, what story it might be? Would it be that she dumped rika for mc or something like that for the ending?

Me: (this is gunna get long as shit)

I think V would come to chatroom more often during the forst four days period, at first to make sure MC is okay and all, then when you’re on his route he comes to the chatroom bc he’s curious about MC personally. They chat a lot and V sees that MC is kind and understanding and everything, unlike Rika, so he starts to open up to her as he begins to realize that
1. Rika wasnt as perfect as he thought and
2. He may or may not be starting to have feelings for MC (he thinks its friendship feelings tho)

I think the Big Event™ that happens in V’s route would be that Saeran, who monitors the chatroom more often, finds out about V being all nice to MC and reports to Rika. Rika gets furious and sends Saeran to attack the apartment.

Seven, who managed to hack into Minteye’s database due to Saeran’s increased interference in the chatroom, discovers this plan and relates it to V, while also demanding answers for Saeran being with Minteye. (he doesnt know about Rika since Saeran refers to her exclusively as Savior)

Bad End: In the chatroom, you are… let’s say not-so-nice to V, pretty much lowkey Rika? So V initially hesitates to go save you, but since he’s a kind and good boi, he goes anyway. V goes to the apartment too late and both of you die by Saeran’s hand.

Continuing: V manages to get to the apartment before Saeran with Seven’s help (Seven decides to reluctantly trust him after V promises he’ll explain later) and manages to get MC to safety by the time Saeran arrives. Saeran trashes the apartment out of anger that he failed his Savior.

Seven and V decide there’s no way in hell MC can go back to the apartment, and after some deliberation its decided that MC will stay with Jumin, since he has high security as well as quite a few spare rooms on his big-ass penthouse for V and MC.

Since V feels it’s his fault that MC was almost killed, he retreats within himself again, which leads to MC asking Jumin about V in hopes of getting answers. Through this, Jumin and MC get closer, while V inexplicably feels kinda jealous, ohoho, and he starts to realize his feelings for MC are romantic instead of platonic. In the chatroom, MC either flirts with Jumin a lot or is constantly trying to comfort V and tell him it’s not his fault, it’s okay, she’s not mad at him/doesn’t blame him, etc.

Bad End: MC ends up with Jumin after flirting with him a lot while she and V were at Jumin’s place. They get married and stuff while V watches, heartbroken, as Jumin’s best man.

Continuing: After MC’s constant support and comforting and reassurance, V finally accepts that the attack wasnt his own fault, and starts to slowly see that all the shit that happened with Rika wasn’t really his fault either. He no longer feels like he must let his vision decay away as his punishment and announces to Jumin and MC that he will get his eyes fixed, to both of their delight, as well as telling MC that thanks to her, he’s beginning to move on from Rika.

When he tells the rest in the chatroom, most are pretty happy (except angsty Yoosnug bc hoW DARE V MOVE ON FROM RIKA but its ok ‘cause he comes around eventually after V and Snug have a heart to heart in the chatroom and Snug eventually moves on from Rika too.)

Now, having finally moved on from Rika and realized his feelings for MC, V starts to lowkey flirt with MC (buts its super awkward and cheesy cos tol V is actually very smol) and they kinda highkey have chemistry going on (which Jumin is happy about 'cause his Best Bro is finally getting the happiness he deserves), and they set an operation date to fix his eyes ASAP.

Let’s say the operation day is like day 9/10. When V and MC are on the way to the hospital for the operation (MC is there for support), they are once again attacked by Saeran and Rika. Saeran had still been monitoring the chatroom, found out about V moving on from Rika and forgiving himself. Saeran reported to Rika, so Rika, furious, orders MC’s and V’s deaths. Rika herself was there to personally kill V for “betraying” her, and kill MC for stealing V. Saeran was more like backup/an escort.

Bad end: V jumps in front of MC when Saeran shoots at MC, and he bleeds out in MC’s arms since it’s like right to the heart, (I mean this kind boi’s heart must be huge so it’s a big target lol) and Rika suddenly decides to kidnap MC and forcefully induct her into Minteye to “atone for her sins” under Rika’s watch. A few months later, after total silence from her and the RFA has somewhat accepted her and V’s sudden “disappearance”, MC suddenly reappears in the chatroom, saying how she just managed to escape Minteye and begging the RFA for help. When they go to meet her at where she is (Seven tracked her location from her phone), MC’s back is turned to them. Jumin calls out to her, and when she turns around, it’s a CG showing MC… but she has mint-green eyes and there is a small tattoo of an eye on her collarbone. Jumin is confused for a second before forgetting about it when MC “cries from happiness” at seeing the RFA. In reality, she is now Minteye’s secret agent and is Saeran’s assistant, here to convert the RFA members and bring them to paradise.

Continuing: MC and V manage to escape and hide from Rika and Saeran. MC calls the police, and the two get arrested. (Eventually, through interrogation, the police find out about Minteye and its members/victims, and they are rescued and all put in a psyche ward to try to recover from the brainwashing, solving quite a few kidnapping/disappearance cases in one shot) MC and V make it for V’s operation. After the (unrealistically short) operation, MC stays with V in his ward, taking care of him and reporting his welfare in the chatroom. The two get even closer during this period and after a bit of talking, where V reveals to her his real name (MY BOI KIM JIHYUN), as well as the truth of how his eyes were injured in the first place. MC feels so bad for him that she goes to hug him, but V gets all blushy and is like “um…. would you mind if I… kiss you ????” And then tHEY KISS YAYYYYY. The rest of the day, the RFA is totally fine with this, and is fine with MC staying with V for now to take care of him, and Jumin (ofc) send over like 10 million guards, but they raise the question of how MC can come to the party if she’s caring for V.

Normal end: since the party ended up small, with not many guests except some reporters who had wanted to interview V and MC and the RFA for their involvement with “The Minteye/Magenta Case”, V and MC stay in the hospital together, and V kisses MC again as he promises her he will tell her the whole truth after everything is better. (The question js tho: will he??? :OOOOO)

Good End: Due to the huge number of guests as well as reporters at the party, MC decides she should go to help, albeit reluctantly. V, not wanting to be without MC for even a moment now that he’s so happy with her, begs the doctor to allow him to come along (eventually he does.) At the party, V and MC are swarmed by reporters who interview them relentlessly about The Minteye/Magenta Case. After security shoos away the reporters, Jumin pulls MC away for a sec to thank her for helping V so much, but also lowkey implying that he has feelings for her (it’s like Rika all over again- //shot) before Zen pulls MC away from Jumin and scolds him for taking her away from V who needs her so much. (lololol) MC wraps her arm around V and acts as his guide through the party (I mean, he just had surgery, his eyes are probably gonna be bandaged af and he’s gonna need someone to help him get around) and after MC brings him to a more quiet corner so he has space, he kisses her again and hugs her tight, then whispers in her ear: “MC… I never thought I would get over Rika, but… you managed to heal my heart, my soul…. I love you so much… Will you please stay with me… for the rest of our lives?” (yeS MY BOI, YES)

After end: V and MC are on a picnic while overseas, on one of his photography trips to get pics to sell for next party, and V’s character thingy DOESNT HAVE SUNGLASSES, BLESS HIM. It’s revealed that they’re married, and V says he’s so happy to have this life with MC… as well as to create life with her as well. The CG suddenly shows V and MC sitting in a beautiful place, on a picnic blanket, cuddling with each other and MC quite obviously pregnant. They chat for a bit, and MC jokingly teases, arent you going to take pictures of the beauty around us ? And V replies, ok, and takes out his camera, moving away to take a pic of MC. MC is like, why’d you take a pic of me, silly? He replies: “Because, my love, your inner and outer beauty outshines everything else in the universe. You are the most beautiful thing I could possible take a picture of.”

Me: *is dying*