Creating stories is no farther than playing with dolls, creating and cutting scenes to dramatize and enhance the story and entertainment as imagination and interpretation is left to the hands of the author's choosing. But... What would happen if the creator of such a tragic story would be dragged in their fictional world, by the one she loves most?
Secrets Unfolds Theatre
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๐ ฐ๐ ฒ๐ ใ1ใโฏ: โธโโโโฃโโก I
๐ ฐ๐ ฒ๐ ใ1ใโฏ: โธโโโโฃโโก II
๐ ฐ๐ ฒ๐ ใ1ใโฏ: โธโโโโฃโโก III
Content & Trigger Warnings: uoฤฑสษษนษฤฑษฏsuษษนโฅ, mentions of cursing
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"I shall remember:
When Caesar says 'do this,' it is perform'd."
__________
'Well... Where shall we start?'
'Ahem... I'm (y/n) (l/n), ### years old and welcome to Disney Channel!-'
"(n/n)? Hello? You aren't talking to yourself like a weirdo again, are you?"
A familiar voice echoed through the (h/c)-haired's laptop speakers as (y/n) snapped out of her thoughts that she unconsciously blurted out and gave her childhood friend, Fuyuko, a sheepish smile.
"Aha... I talked my mind out again, didn't I?" (y/n) ended up giggling a bit when she saw the amethyst colored eyes reflected a deadpan expression.
"Why are you introducing yourself like you're literally in that cringe Disney channel and where did that censored sound come from? Were you using the Discord Soundboard? You're literally-" But before Fuyuko, the black-haired boy could finish his sentence, (y/n) excessively hushed him no matter how many times he tried to speak up about her age, leaving him to roll his eyes instead in annoyance as (y/n) took his turn to speak.
"No no no! That's case sensitive! Don't remind me of my age, no more! I beg!"
"Fine so stop cutting me off, it's one of my pet peeves, remember? Ugh... What am I going to do with you..." Fuyuko muttered under his breath even though he knew (y/n) could hear it and carried on to continue their conversation on why she decided to call so abruptly, at 12 AM no less?
"So, why'd you ring again at this time? Can't you tell the time, (n/n). I need sleep."
(y/n) couldn't help but feel a tad bit guilty when she saw Fuyuko's irises red from the lack of sleep he had been getting from her spontaneous calls these previous days but this is what โtwo peas in a pod are always togetherโ meant, right?
"(Y/N)." Fuyuko grumbled, one of the few indications that he was genuinely about to get angry that she had realized through the hard way, so with haste, she quipped her reason; An angry Fuyuko Amane was never a good sign after all.
"Okay, okay sorry! I called you because I couldn't sleep because I've been thinking about 'what would happen if you, an author, would get sucked into their story sporadically with no exact time but only every past midnight and be the main character who had a really tragic story behind them'?"
Fuyuko gave her an incredulous look at how strangely specific (y/n)โs late night thought was as he tried to process every single word into his brain and all he could muster up was,
"The fuck?"
Getting slowly embarrassed at the awkward silence Fuyuko dragged on, (y/n) shouted at him to make him snap out of his confusion, "Answer me already and make it quick!" Adding an apologetic "Please?" When she saw him glare at her.
"Ugh... That was very oddly specific but if it were me, I'd try to act as the main character and just survive and find a way to get back to the real world... Happy now?"
"Yep! Thanks and good night!"
"Wait hu-??" (y/n) quickly hang up on him as she splayed herself onto her bed and looked at the ceiling with a defeated look before she yelled,
"But that's what I've been doing for the last two days now and nothing's changed at all!"
Rapid taps against the keyboard of her laptop were heard throughout the desolate night in her messy room as she deleted the texts on the screen before she began typing the scrambled-but-seemingly-made-sense thoughts in her head.
"No..."
A disgruntled tone was evident in her voice as she began pressing down on her laptop's keyboard to input more words before once again...
"Ugh, No! This isn't it! Why won't my brain keep on braining?!" (s/c) was met with the dark oak wooden table as she flopped her head onto it harshly and groaned, feeling frustrated that she just couldn't get the scene she's been typing for almost 30 minutes to sound right and found her head empty of ideas, making her heave a sigh.
Figuring to fix her posture and sit back properly as she felt her pitiful back ache from all the slouching she's been enduring for awhile, (y/n) looked at the blinking cursor in the draft "Secret's Untold" document with a pout.
"I.N was supposed to sound like... I.N-ish while talking against that damned Ye-Jun but why can't I get it right? This was supposed to be the life-changing experience for I.N and make the transition from Jeongin to I.N too! I also have to write about the funeral of- Ugh! There's so many ideas in my head, why can't it just type on its own!"
A loud bang was heard from her room as she slammed her hand on it in frustration even though she knew that throwing tantrums won't make the laptop type on its own, (y/n) slouched against her seat with a defeated look instead as she tried to rationalize herself but the thoughts were caught of when she heard-
"(y/n)! Motherfucker, just sleep already. You're so loud there, are you throwing a tantrum there?!"
... Her grandmother yell at her in their native language through the door as she scrambled out of her seat to look at the the time, cursing internally when she saw it was almost 11 PM in the screen and apologized quickly to her fuming and tired grandmother loudly through the door in hopes the old woman would calm down before quieting herself, afraid that her grandmother would come in her room to give her a good verbal beating.
Focusing her eyes on the screen once again with a conflicted expression, (y/n) put her hands against the keyboard to start typing as she thought to herself, 'No pain, no gain (y/n). Just put whatever thoughts onto the draft and call it a day when you can't think no more. You got this!' Fueling her soul with determination!
...That was 1 hour ago though.
(y/n) deeply underestimated that sleeping for only 4 hours for the whole day since she thought it was a good idea to binge watch Stray Kids content throughout the past late night was alright!
But, before she knew it, she passed out before she could continue to the next chapter and let the battery run.
Her body didn't mind though. In fact, it was such a needed sleep (y/n) began dreaming, deep asleep with light snores in an awkward position which she would complain later on while a hazy remembrance of her dream in mind.
Though in her deep slumber, (y/n) had one clear thought in her mind, a desire that she wished she had the power of that slipped out of her mouth as she talked whilst asleep in a murmur- a common occurrence caused by the constant stressed out life she had to endure.
โI wishโฆ I could write stories in their world myselfโฆโ
Unbeknownst to her, a bright shining star zoomed through the dark sky, illuminating the street beneath and her whole room causing a power outage but still, the laptop was left undisturbed as it continued to be powered and left the laptop's cursor in the monitor blinking.
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๐๐ญ๐ช.. ๐๐บ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ....
*01001001 00101110 01001110 was looking through the seemingly rectangular-sized window as he observed the messy yet nearly barren room before his piercing onyx orbs cast onto the girl who was snoring loudly, face planted comfortably against her forearms on the dark oak desk and the sight caused his eyes to narrow, a complexed look was plastered on his face while he tried to make sense of his situation.*
*Putting a hand against the delicate glass, he felt the glass warp around his fingers when 01001001 00101110 01001110's fingers went a bit further into the glass and alarmingly pulled his hand out from the glass.*
*But with a sudden surge of an indescribable emotion within him, he locked his gaze onto the girl's figure before he pushed his arm out from the glass, its fragile structure warped around his limb as he grabbed the girl's (f/c) t-shirt's crew neck and forcefully pulled her through the small-rectangular glass, ending the scene when everything went white.*
*Though before the small rectangular view all faded into nothingness, a voice echoed throughout the white space as he began to speak, making sure that the girl would remember even through her slumber.*
*Well, It was hard not to when the voice was filled with contempt and sorrow.*
I.N had never encountered such a puzzling yet eerie lucid dream as his vision that was once static void as his mind slept for once was filled with an unexplainable brightness and endless white scenery as he wandered around with just pure awe etched onto his face, trying to find a semblance of something else other than a almost-blinding limbo.
I.N had no clue on where his feet would lead him to but he only strode with purpose as he followed his gut, it would've been unwise to do so but he was lucid and he could control his dreams if he truly wished to,
But for now, he only walked and walked and walked with no sense of time to measure how long he had wandered.
After some time, I.N's feet halted and he was met with a peculiar sight- more puzzling and out-of-place than the place he was in now as he was met with a view of a moving picture frame.
The length and width was similar enough to a standard house window, depicting a girl sleeping with her face flat on her forearms that rested comfortably on the desk she seemed to be working on, and the background displaying a normal but messy bedroom.
It all made I.N feel unnerved, the sight was too ordinary to be normal and the fact that he himself was dreaming about a random sleeping girl in this unusual room made him rethink things and as realization hits, the blank canvas of a room abruptly was filled with black-like ink that rapidly shaped into letters as words had formed against the seemingly ending walls.
' "What?" 01001001 00101110 01001110 murmured out loud as he began reading the narration of his thoughts on the white walls that surrounded him.' This surprised I.N to the point he had to pinch a part of his skin while reading the ink text which described his actions, thoughts and sensations in great detail that I.N knew immediately that he was in some sort of other dimension and this, was no dream, and it might just be the girl's dimension in one way or another.
Taking one good once-over more of the image displayed in front of him, I.N curiously held out a hand to touch the window-like moving picture frame and was startled that the picture warped around his fingertips as it passed through. Alarmed, he pulled it away.
But he, with only a few moments of feeling a sliver of the world that the mop of (h/c) reside in, I.N finally knew what everything really was, the purpose of his existence in this very moment, and ๐๐๐จ creation.
In the spur of the moment, I.N had felt an unsurmountable resentment while he glared down at the girl and he couldn't help but let a whole arm of his through to get a good grasp of the neckline of her neck before tugging her forcibly in.
And everything suddenly turned black but I.N always had to get the last laugh, it was a price to pay after he had gained awareness.
Creating stories is no farther than playing with dolls, creating and cutting scenes to dramatize and enhance the story and entertainment as imagination and interpretation is left to the hands of the author's choosing. But... What would happen if the creator of such a tragic story would be dragged in their fictional world, by the one she loves most?
Secrets Unfolds Theatre
๐ ฐ๐ ฒ๐ ใ1ใโฏ: โ โกโโโคโโ
๐ ฐ๐ ฒ๐ ใ1ใโฏ: โ โกโโโโโคโ
๐ ฐ๐ ฒ๐ ใ1ใโฏ: โธโโโโฃโโก I
๐ ฐ๐ ฒ๐ ใ1ใโฏ: โธโโโโฃโโก II
๐ ฐ๐ ฒ๐ ใ1ใโฏ: โธโโโโฃโโก III
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Short to mid-length one shot requests
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Forced gender swapping of my characters in a one shot except if it's an imagine
Sexually and gore explicit themes (some of my stories are already almost like it, no more flz ๐ฉ)
Write other fandoms that I am not in with the characters I have
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