zen chef

“Creativity and ego cannot go together. If you free yourself from the comparing and jealous mind, your creativity opens up endlessly. Just as water springs from a fountain, creativity springs from every moment. You must not be your own obstacle. You must not be owned by the environment you are in. You must own the environment, the phenomenal world around you. You must be able to freely move in and out of your mind. This is being free. There is no way you can’t open up your creativity. There is no ego to speak of. That is my belief.”
—Zen Buddhist nun, Jeong Kwan, CHEF’S TABLE, S03E01

Help. I’ve fallen hard for Mystic Messenger and I can’t get up. 

I’m one of those fans who have multiple MCs, cause damn they all deserve to be happy. It’s just more fun that way for me ^-^ In all my MM headcanons, art, and fanfics- I always use these girls. 

How their story works is that Unknown has 5 different girls to choose to send to the RFA, and whichever member he wants to manipulate determines which girl he chooses to be the party planner (and therefore determining what route the player is on.) All 5 of them were specifically chosen because Unknown knew they would have the most significant influence on their target RFA member.

If you want to know who they are and read more about them, just continue under the cut!

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anonymous asked:

Could you do a scenario where the mc is really short like 5'1 and there really clumsy thanks 🙏❤️

Hope you like it anon! (I might as well just address that V has had surgery in all of my head canons, therefore he can see. LET MY BBY LIVE)

Yoosung:
Although Yoosung was quite short himself compared to the other members, 5'6 and 5'1 compared quite differently. The blonde loved to lean on the top of your head with his arm, rubbing the top of your hair and sniffing it. It did occasionally bother you, but you just loved the attention from him. The clumsy trait? The two of you DEFINETELY have that in common. Constantly tripping, dropping plates, stepping on the cat’s tail. Yoosung, that boy and his glasses, he cracked them at least once a month. Surprisingly, you were actually quite worse. It was your responsibility to carry the house and car keys in your purse, you constantly locked them inside the car and the house, resulting in your husband tugging on the door in a panic. The first year the two of you were together, you broke your arm twice, the second year, your leg once. Regardless of your many flaws, this little bean loved you with all his heart.


ZEN:
5'9. Jumin had always been the tallest in the RFA, but Zen was definitely a close second. But he absolutely LOVED having a short girlfriend. He was quite clingy and protective, so whenever you left the house, he would lean off you with his arms wrapped around your torso. This embarrassed you, but it was nice to see how much he still cared about you considering how often you messed up. Let’s just say Zen liked to keep a few spare scripts around. Every once and awhile, you liked to surprise Zen with a delicious breakfast (burnt toast and stale cereal), and a cup of coffee, which, every damn time, you spilled all over his scripts on the table during delivery. You would cry, apologizing while frantically attempting to dab the liquid off of the papers. He of course didn’t mind, and the two of you agreed that Zen would be the chef from now on.


Jaehee:
Jaehee was 5'4. Therefore, the two of you really weren’t too different. But Jaehee was a bit taller, so you loved to tease her about it. Jaehee was very easily flustered, and it caught her very off guard when you did stuff like “trip”, land in front of her and lean off of her. “Whoops!” And when you ran up to her, got on your tippy toes and kissed the front of her nose. Jaehee wasn’t clumsy. As mentioned before, she was just flustered SO easily. On the rare occasion that she made a tiny mistake, like print someone’s receipt wrong, give someone the wrong order, or spill a little coffee, (you did all of these things practically daily, it was pretty much routine by now) she would turn into a completely different person. Stumbling, stuttering, much like you were. But this happened rarely with her, and when it happened with you, which was very, VERY often, she managed to help pull yourself together and go back to the rest of the day peacefully.


Jumin:
Being almost a foot apart from Jumin’s face was difficult for you, but certainly not for him. Whenever he came home from a business trip, when he kissed you, he would pick you up, instantly flustering you and causing you to shake and fall out of his arms. With Elizabeth around all the time, Jumin normally allowed some of her toys to sit on the floor around the living room. You tripped just about every day. Not to mention, normally when the two of you were seen in public, Jumin preferred that you dressed rather fancy, so you normally wore a tight dress and some heels. The combination of your legs being basically tied together with the high heels was like a death trap. You were always tripping and stumbling and walking slowly, but because you were so much shorter than Jumin, even in the heels, he always caught you before you hit the ground.


Seven:
Short jokes. Constant, constant short jokes. Seven was actually the same as Zen, 5'9, but his ways of showing affection were quite different. He always wrapped his arms (gently) around your neck, putting his chin on the top of your head and staring down at you, patting you on the top of the head, or getting down on his knees to dance with you. Being clumsy, surprisingly, you didn’t have in common with him. Although Seven was quite the joker, he never was the clumsy type, especially when it came to his line of work. Your clumsiness, in this situation however, can be quite problematic. You would sometimes accidentally elbow his Dr Pepper while visiting, resulting in it spilling all over his keyboard (it was always sticky). Or press a button you shouldn’t, but mainly just the classic. Tripping, stumbling, falling, knocking things over, etc. Seven, as he did most things, found it hilarious, and it didn’t bother him at all.


Saeran:
Saeran, like his brother and Zen, was 5'9. There’s really not much to say about it, as he never acknowledged it. He didn’t want your height to affect your relationship in anyway, pus he was quite shy, so he never said anything about it to you or ever noticed it in his own mind. Saeran wasn’t clumsy, he just stuttered a lot. He really did care about you, but his mental health state brought him to actually get a little upset whenever you spilled something or broke something. Even though he never yelled, he would just groan, and never usually helped to clean up. But he always felt just horrible afterwards. It never hurt you, because you knew he obviously meant well, just got upset sometimes. When he felt bad afterwards, he would cry and apologize repeatedly, but it never felt like enough. You assured him it was fine and he was human, if he was unhappy about something, that’s okay.


V:
V was similar to Saeran. He was 5'8, but he never really paid any attention to the height difference and didn’t let it affect you two as a couple. V was stiff. He never stumbled or tripped, like a perfect human being. He didn’t laugh much either, so whenever you stumbled or tripped, it relieved him of a little chuckle. “Cute.” You had ruined some of his photographs in the past, but it never compared to what happened on his camera. You were looking through some pictures he took when he visited Hawaii to take some, and he asked you to eject the SD card. “Just push the button beside it.” You pressed the wrong button, and weren’t quite sure what to do when there was a pop up on the screen, so you simply pressed “OK”. Unfortunately, this was the reset button, and the SD card was wiped. V didn’t seem affected at all by it, but you were hurt that you destroyed what he worked so hard on. You never really stopped thinking about it, but V reminded you as much as he could that he cherished you much more than some silly photographs that can be replaced easily.

~ admin tay

Creativity and ego cannot go together. If you free yourself from the comparing and jealous mind, your creativity opens up endlessly. Just as water springs from a fountain, creativity springs from every moment. You must not be your own obstacle. You must not be owned by the environment you are in. You must own the environment, the phenomenal world around you. You must be able to freely move in and out of your mind. This is being free. There is no way you can’t open up your creativity. There is no ego to speak of. That is my belief.
—  Jeong Kwan // Chef’s Table - S03E01