it was 1 am on the 10th day and i completely misunderstood the story lol;; i thought that MC being kidnapped after midnight wasn’t a dream ((idk i guess i was super sleepy)) && then Zen suddenly calls to check on MC and the only option was to say that you’re ‘fine’ so I was all “WTF tell him you got kidnapped!!!” and i was very confused with all the chats
tl;dr: the entire day i believed that MC was with Unknown and he was the one talking to the RFA members through MC’s phone
The X-Files and Stranger Things exist within the same universe and here’s why:
Hawkins, Indiana 1983
Eleven escapes from a US Department of Energy National Laboratory and over the course of the series we discover that she exists as a weapon to fight against the Russians in the cold war. But is that really her purpose? We’re supposed to believe that she developed telekinesis in the womb due to LSD and sensory deprivation experiments on her mother? Why is she Eleven and and not One and how many others are there? Who is authorizing the men who run this “US Department of Energy” lab in Hawkins?
Members: Wonwoo and mainly sorry not sorry JB (GOT7) Word count: 1571 Content: polyamory, BDSM, voyeurism, funishment, brat/brat tamer, spanking Summary: After a peaceful wake-up call from Wonwoo, Y/N is introduced to her day through one of her favorite things with Jaebum. And that’s only the beginning. a/n: it’s almost 5AM on my bday lol goodnight
“She’s probably in her room. She got home late last night from hyung’s house.” Jackson doesn’t even look up from his breakfast. His sleepy gaze barely moved, in fact, due to his weary night with a special someone. From the look on his face, Jaebum knew he was with Jamiah. Jackson always wore himself down with her, and he loved every bit of it.
Jaebum grabbed a couple of bottles of water from the fridge and some apple slices, then headed across the spacious condo to Y/N’s room. He planned to be the one to wake her up until he found a certain brunet already laying beside her, both of them in a deep conversation.
“Good morning,” Jaebum greets, taking note of the bottles of water and fresh orange slices on the bedside table. Y/N pokes her head over Wonwoo’s shoulder, a smile lighting up her gaze.
“Good morning, Jaebutt~,” Y/N sings playfully, making Jaebum breathe a laugh through his nostrils. Wonwoo waves him over, not minding the company.
“Are those for me?” Y/N points to the apple slices in the small plastic bag Jaebum is holding. He sets them on the other nightstand and sits beside her small form.
“They were, but you already have orange slices,” he answers, making her pout at him.
“But I want some-”
“What did I say about talking back?”
And there it is. That voice of dominance that Y/N loves to challenge. She wants to push him more just for fun. So she does.
“You say a lot when you’re with me, sir.” She smiles at him. He clenches his jaw.
“Bratty so early in the morning, huh?” Jaebum reaches out and rolls her onto her stomach, sending excitement all through her body. She loves funishment.
“Ass up, girl.” Instantly, Y/N uses her knees to prop her lower half up, a smile upon her lips with her chin resting on her forearms. She can feel Wonwoo’s eyes on her lacy v-string thong, but she’s only focused on the dominant who told her to get in this position in the first place.