Defender of boredom

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Some fanart for Baker!Vandy Well.. what can I say. I haven’t really drawn in a few months. I have never colored my traditional works. I have never used markers for anything.  So I see there is room for improvement. (Don’t look at the ‘bread’ lolol.) OH! I had a reference for the pose, so I just made a Vanderwood out of it and coloured it somehow? 

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Hello! May I request a scenario where MC is actually the twins older sister?

Hey Anon, of course you can! An interesting scenario - just to get this right: In this case MC is the prime ministers and evil redhead mom’s first child. So MC and the twins have the same parents. I won’t try to make this a large AU, just some tweaks to make it work.  We’re in the ‘normal/deep’ route here. It’s not a happy scenario tho. To keep it simple I will just call them Mom and Dad. 

As the older sister, MC has gotten the same golden eyes but she has brown hair, just like her father. She wasn’t a planned child and Mom wanted to abort her, but Dad wouldn’t give her the money to do so. Mom was kicked from her job as his assistant instead to keep the pregnancy hidden away from the public. Dad was about to run candidate for a higher position and had to keep a white vest - so no place for a woman he hasn’t married and definitely no place for a bastard kid.

Mom decided to live her life without Dad and kept the child. After the birth she began to threaten Dad and got money in return. This way she managed to live with the kid. The brown hair and the eyes reminded her of the man every day so she began to hate the kid and ignored her.

When Dad gets sick of the ongoing threats, he hires some not-that-legal people. They begin to scare mom, but she won’t stop. In the end Dad goes there by himself and uhm.. Does mean things he thought were safe.(I don’t think I can say what I think and keep this pg13. So use your imagination here.)

Mom gets pregnant again and this time she gets twins. Mc really adores the boys and takes care of them all the time. She does everything. All the love their mother should give the boys will be given by her instead. When the mother begins to insult them or scream at them, Mc will protect them, even if it means she gets abused. She will do anything for her little brothers.

Dad doesn’t know Mom had two more of his kids. The threats still only involve the one kid - MC. As a last resort he orders to have her abducted. The girl gets taken away at age six, while the boys are only four years old. She will grow up in another family from that day on.

In that family she constantly tries to convince her new 'parents’ that she has to find her brothers and protect them, but after years of therapy she believes those were just imaginations and she had always lived with that family. She never really bonds with them and quickly tries to move out when it’s time for her to go to university. After a few broken hearts and being thrown out from her job, she gets a weird message and decides to go to the apartment that is mentioned in the Intro of the game.

When she sees the profile picture of Seven, she feels strange, but can’t really name what is wrong until she hears about his backstory. She tries to convince him that she is his older sister but he just laughs it off until she shoves a genetic test into his face.

When they try to face Saeran in mint eye together, Saeran breaks down. He remembers her and thinks she has abandoned just like Saeyoung. She manages to change his mind with an old habit she used to have with him (some hand gesture, followed by ruffling his head) and he follows her outside to talk. After hearing her story he still hates Saeyoung but trusts her enough to come with them by himself.

The secret ending plot stays the same after that imo. He kind of has fights with Saeyoung, the hospital thing, etc but in the end the three of them will move in into the bunker and live there together for a few years before they move into a house with several floors to give them all some more private space.

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The rfa + minor trio reacting to an MC who has narcolepsy and cataplexy that makes her fall/collapse on herself every time she laughs? If you dont wanna do every character you can just do Saeyoung and/or Vanderwood! Thanks!

Let me be honest with you here - This ask makes me so nervous. One, because I know it had been in my inbox for so long. Two, I had no idea what any of those words meant. I looked them up and tried to make it work for me but I’m still not comfortable with it. I won’t write a long thing here - I’m sorry if you hoped for that. I just don’t feel like I’m the right person to write about it since I don’t know much besides what google and wikipedia taught me.

Saeyoung:

He knows about the condition - of course he checked your medical info as well. I think he can’t decide what to do. On the one side he thinks it’s hilarious. He will try to make you laugh on purpose just to see you flop on the floor. On the other hand he is really worried and scared. Since he likes making jokes, MC collapses quite often. So he will try to be less dorky around her and try to make her smile instead of laughing.

He will try to consult some specialized doctors he found online to help you understand and live with those conditions. If they can heal you in any way or make it less dangerous, he won’t hesistate a second to pay any amount of money that is needed.

Vanderwood:

He’s not joking around much anyways but he knows about the condition as well. Just like Saeyoung he checked you and found out about it but wouldn’t talk about it until you voice the topic yourself. I think he might try to help you lessen the symptoms as well, but he is not as well paid as Saeyoung so he will try to make the money somehow.

His basic knowledge of medicine will help him reduce the negative symptoms after your collapses.

Most times he will put you on a sofa and tuck you in until you feel better. Sometimes he gently pats your head or runs his fingers through your hair.

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Vanderwood route

Normal End:  Instead of leaving the agency and going with MC, he stays with the agency but stays with MC secretly

Good End: Leaves the agency, happy with MC

Bad End1 :  Give in to the kink and be a maid full time (for 7 ofc) Bad End 2:  Eaten by anxiety of the agency catching them and he goes yandere and keeps mc away from the world

Bad relarionship End:  Gives up on MC and returns to the agency

The evil Woman:  The agency’s boss

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After ending: He joins the RFA.

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The things we cannot have: Part two ~ The things we follow 4

Story: The things we cannot have Part: The things we follow Chapter: 4 Fandom: Mystic Messenger Characters: Saeran, Saeyoung, MC

Saeran had woken up again as he heard her muffled screams. Immediately he shuffled to the other side of the bed to comfort her as always, just to find her gone. A quick glance over his surroundings told him she wasn’t in this room anymore. He rushed towards the door only to find it closed, and locked. The white haired couldn’t believe it. She had run away from him multiple times and as much as it pained him, he learned to live with that.

Never had she ever locked him out. Saeran squeezed his hands to fists, banging against the door. No reaction. Swearing every bad word he knew, he searched through the bedroom to find something that might help him pick the lock. For hell’s sake, he wouldn’t stay in this room if she was crying outside. Even if she wanted him to leave her be.

Minutes passed before he had found some tools he deemed worthy.  In the end almost every drawer and corner was opened and devastated in his attempt to find keys or anything that might help him. Even more minutes passed while he was on one knee, working with shivering hands, before the lock finally gave in and made a quiet clicking noise, hinting the door wasn’t blocked any longer.

As the bedroom door banged open and Saeran blasted out of the room towards her, she didn’t react at all, caught deep inside her own thoughts. He shook her shoulders heavily, and called her name, trying to bring her back to the surface, but none of his actions helped. Desperately, he screamed at her to return, to not leave him alone. Between shaking and screaming, he asked what had happened to her. Her eyes stayed emotionless, only producing more tears, as he pulled her close and carried her towards the couch in the living room where he rocked her back and forth, stroking her hair until the end of the night.

Saeran knew she must have done something on that computer that belonged to his twin. He had thought about throwing the thing out before, but until now he didn’t have a reason to. Now he couldn’t anymore. MC had done something there that had caused another mental breakdown of hers, and he doubted she would tell him what exactly that had been.

Still rocking her body back and forth, he glared at the computer from the corner of his eye. This had been another mistake. He had caused her pain again. Everything had been on a good path. Now he had a feeling he would have to start all over again, trying to help her stabilize herself. It felt like a never ending circle. Just when he dared to hope for happiness, new problems appeared.

He furrowed his brows subconsciously, letting out a deep sigh. Was this the punishment for all his sins? He knew he deserved it, but he didn’t want her to be a part of the pain. She should be happier, but somehow she wasn’t.

It seemed like demons still haunted her. No matter how many wonderful days they spent together, he still woke up to her crying next to him. He knew something was up, he had known all along, but as long as she wouldn’t talk, he would not ask questions. If he asked too early, she would only move further away again.

With another sigh he gently stroke her hair and pulled a strand behind her ear to keep it from hiding her face. Tears had left dark marks on her cheeks where they had run down her skin. As he tried to brush them away she grabbed his wrist before he could touch her.

“Don’t.”

One word was enough to keep him from another movement. In silence they stayed on the sofa, still slowly rocking back and forth. Her tears eventually dried along with her declining sobs to an eerie silence that none of them dared to break.

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Saeran shuffeld from side to side as he tried to find a more comfortable position to sleep. The sofa was soft, but after some hours his back ached. Still he didn’t dare to stand up and leave the room. Just let her sleep, he thought. Give her the peace she needs. She will return your feelings one day.

He bit his lip, as anger flared up. What a waste of time and hope this was. MC would never fall for him, as long as his brother was around. Even after all this time she still had feelings for the idiot. She was still in love with Saeyoung. He could see it in her eyes. Whatever he did, it wasn’t enough. The flowers, the ice cream dates, even the hairdresser thing, nothing seemed to make her laugh the way he had done.

The voices in his head wouldn’t stop nagging him. One tried to tell him that he was good enough and that she just needed more time. The other screamed at him to make her love him by force, no matter what the consequences were. Both mixed to a maniac laughter, that tormented him until he couldn’t take it anymore.

In one motion he pushed her away and rushed away from the couch and towards the computer she had used before. Saeyoung might have thrown her out, but he couldn’t compete with him.

He was better than this idiot. He wouldn’t lose. He was the strongest.

Hey peeps! Sorry for the shorter chapter - my back pains are going strong so I can’t sit around as much as I used to. -> shorter chapters.  I won’t edit as much as I have either. I feel terrible, but I don’t want to give up on this story. 

The things we’ve lost Part 1 , Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8

The things we follow Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

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Reblog this and put your fav mystic messenger character to recieve a message from them ^.^

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What a wonderful idea! My fave is Unknown!

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To the anon who asked about my requests! Hope yours is in there as well!

I write them down after the first in - first out method, meaning the lowest one goes first. Narcolepsy and cataplexy one.

I still need some more research for that one. I have never heard about that illness before this request I think, so I just want to make I get this one right!

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Hey Honeycheeks! I hope you're doing alright in the hospital and healing up well. All your friends in the cult are thinking of you! Today is Writer's Appreciation Day (or it is for the next 15 minutes where I am!) and I want to say Thank you! I still feel so lucky to have met you and find your work! I adore TTWCH and all the suffering it gives me, I adore your Naruto work, and I adore you. I can't wait to see you again and I hope you're finding happiness in your days.

Honeycheeks? :3 That sounds so sweet. Thank you very much! Your friendship and appreciation mean a lot to me, as well as the cult. (That might sound wrong.. anyways, Saeran Cult is best Cult xD.)I think you're one of the rare people that have read my Naruto work as well and it makes me so happy to see that you like both. I'm so insecure about writing but these appreciation posts boost me beyond my highest hopes. Thanks as well for the get well, I'm recovering quite nicely! Currently I'm at Gamescom with my crutches. So I can walk again!! I'm slow but this is a great way to defend your place in long lines, waiting for games ;D I'm rambling.. sorry ^^ I hope to talk more to you soon in the cult (and give me that caring chapter, I'm begging you.)

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Can you post your requests? I'm not sure if you got mine TT TT. I've been waiting for a very long time!!?

I can do that, sure ^^ I have to add another post (I can't amswer with a picture it seems) but sure! I hope I got that one.

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Sevy are you alright? Did you run out of asks? Why don't you write, I'm waiting for the things we cannot have!!

Aww hello sweet anon! I'm still in hospital and it hurts a lot to sit so I only put down random quick drabbles on my phone - I cam do that while in bed, so it's a lot more comfortable ^^ I managed to take a few steps with crutches yesterday so I can finally see progress. I'll be better soon, I'm sure! Ask wise - I believe I have around 9 things left to write. The next one is a narcolepsy /cataplexy ask. I really struggle writing that one because I had no idea what that was and I hate writing bad researched stuff so I want to read a bit more about the condition before I feel good writing about it. ^^ I won't decline it - I opened requests to get challenged! I just want it to be done properly. The things we cannot have? Oh you got something coming at you :3 Most people don't know I have the whole plot written down already. I just need to create proper chapters. I have written the next one already, I 'just' want to edit it. Which I can't do well in bed. So please be a little more patient ;-;

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A bit about me

Thank you @mysticsaya for tagging me! 💕 Say which are your 10 favourite TV shows BUT only using gifs. When you are done tag 10 more people. I’m in the hospital again, so I can’t write that much, but I can give you this ^^  If someone is able to guess them all right - then wohoo, you’re my new favourite person lol.

I want to tag a few people as well! If you did this already - sorry! Just accept my thirst of knowledge.  @lokiiwood @revalya @drallak-lirake @sakuranoodle @cherieofthedragons @mysticsevenhoeseven @itsmeohmyo @space-kitten-606 @thwippersnapple @moencabbage

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something happens to the rfa (or mc, you choose) and they all become small enough to ride on your shoulder! reactions?

Hey ho, I picked the second version - MC becomes small enough to ride on someone's shoulder!

Yoosung:

So scared he might hurt you

Constantly asks if you're ok

Cooks tiny meals just for you

Lets you sit on his table when he plays LOLOL so you can watch him

Gets very nervous when he can't see you

Very jelly when you ride somebody else's shoulder instead of his

Zen

"I will protect you"

Prince Charming, still flirts a lot with you

Gives you a tiny napkin for any potential nosebleeds because he is so hot

Takes you with him to auditions in his jacket so you can still hear him sing

Makes sure you get a special seat at his next show so you can watch as well

Jaehee (Haven’t played her, I hope I got the feeling right^^)

Worries a lot about you

Protects you as well

Tries to find a solution for your problem so you can become 'normal' again

Overworks herself in the process

Lets you help in her cafe - you make beautiful tiny decoration for cupcakes

Tells you you're still her best friend

Jumin

Creates a business strategy to make you normal again

Lets you sleep on Elizabeth the 3rd

Wants to lock you up in the apartment to make sure nobody can harm you in your small state

Pays the best doctors and physicians in the world to examine you and eventually make you grow again

Gifts you tiny clothes that are created by a designer he hired just for you

"Don't leave this place, it's too dangerous outside"

707

He builds a tiny robot that helps you fly around so you can go everywhere you want to

Also he pulls a lot of pranks on Vanderwood with your help

Tries to make you clean his keyboards because you're small enough to reach into the tiny spaces between the keys

Feeds you with HBC crumbs

Almost knocks you out as he accidentally throws a pair of pants onto you / the floor

V

Thinks it is his fault, apologises a lot

Tries to make you feel comfortable

Tells you you're still perfect, he loves you unconditionally

Looks up ways to help you and apologises every time something goes wrong

He creates a little house with a tiny bed and living room for you, all painted with art by him

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hi hello!!! could i please request Zen with an MC that can actually sing pretty well(she's too shy to admit it), but he found out while she was outside looking at some flowers?? thanks!!

Hewwoooo - sure thing, here’s my first Zen ever! I have no idea if it really fits him, but I hope you like it :3 I played with some ideas in my head and picked one, but ultimately decided to put the other ones down as well. ^^

What would Zen do?

He loves his Jagiya, so he’d definitely listen in awe

Dreams about a duet with her

Sings more in front of her to make her sing along

Tries to convince her to debut in a musical 

Takes her to karaoke bars

Sings back to her when she’s in the garden

Tries to be home earlier than she expects him to be to hear her sing again

Blushes hard because he can’t believe how perfect she is

Googles her name secretly to find out if she is some kind of famous singer 

Zen was inside the house he and MC had bought a year ago. After all this time he still felt like there were some improvements to make, but overall he loved living with her. Especially waking up next to her, his beautiful wife, made him the happiest man alive. There was nothing that could make him even happier. 

Or so he thought. 

While he cleaned the dishes, you were outside and watered the flowers in front of the house. They needed a little extra care on these hot summer days and Zen didn’t mind to do some housework by himself if it helped his Jagiya. The thought of her made him smile as always, and send his imagination towards a smiling version of her. This made him blush a little. He would definitely kiss her as soon as she entered this door again. Absent minded he cleaned the last plate and put it away when a noise caught his attention. Someone was singing. He paused his actions to listen. A female voice was creating a magical song that enchanted him immediately.

“Rag your ride be home

Learn to sing alone

To the music

To the music”

Zen knew this song, but at the same time he didn’t. Usually it was faster and more energetic but the lady put so much emotion into her slower version of the song, it took his breath away. Plus, he recognised the voice. It was MC?

“Rag your arms and shake

On a stone as babe

To the music

To the music”

He had never heard her sing before. Not even while she took a shower or something. Never. Zen had asked and begged her several times to sing with him because he really adored her voice, but she had refused every time, stating that she was a horrible singer. 

“I’m fallin’ in love with your favorite song

I’m gonna sing it all night long

I’m gonna dance with somebody

Dance with somebody

Dance, Dance, Dance”

Moving closer to the window that faced the flowers, he listened to the song she created. A warmth filled him and made him grin again. There was no way she was a ‘bad’ singer. She had talent! The expression on her face, her movements, the song - everything was in tune and left him breathlessly watching her. 

When she stopped singing, he hurried to the front door to meet her and embraced her in a way dancers to, placing on hand on her hip and taking the other in his own. While she was still surprised, he whispered sweet words into her ear.

“Jagi, let’s dance!”

He started moving in a classic waltz, the only dance he was sure she knew as well. Without hesitation she followed his lead, grinning at him. After the first whirl be began to sing the song she had sung before, following the style she had used. 

“I’m fallin’ in love with your favorite song

I’m gonna sing it all night long

I’m gonna dance with somebody

Dance with somebody

Dance, Dance, Dance”

Still dancing, her face froze up but instantly relaxed again, when she saw his smirk. Another step, another whirl and she joined his voice in singing the song while they danced in their garden. 

This wouldn’t be their last duet, he’d make sure of that.

(The song is Dance with somebody by Mando Diao. I would suggest to listen to the MTV unplugged version, I took this as my inspiration. Link is added!)

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The things we cannot have: Part two ~ The things we follow 3

Story: The things we cannot have Part: The things we follow Chapter: 3 Fandom: Mystic Messenger Characters: Saeran, Saeyoung, MC

I'm sorry but I have to start this chapter with a trigger warning. If you're not comfortable with puking/ vomiting/ etc, please don't read this chapter. It is for character development purposes and will be added with a trigger warning every time.

She woke up surrounded by darkness and quiescence again. Saeran was still curled up at her side, with one arm pulled around her waist. The heat his body radiated invited her to move closer. He always seemed so happy and peaceful in his sleep, with his ruffled locks, as if everything was perfect. In some ways it was. For him it might have been. She studied the untroubled expression on his face, wondering if he knew about her worries and the struggle that was still so deeply rooted in her heart.

The small kiss, the tight hugs, and all these nights next to him felt so good. They helped her to ignore the devil's whispers inside her. Every of his actions were like tiny band aids, trying to fix her broken heart. He radiated love and peace every day, ready to catch her every time she fell.

On some mornings she woke up without dried tears on her cheeks.

When the sun was shining and they spent their days in gardens, discussing flowers and their language, her heart was peaceful.

Watching movies in the evening with their favourite ice cream flavours on their couch, barely following what happened on screen until they fell asleep, gave her dreams for the future.

On these days, she was able to suppress the pain and ignore it.

At least for a few hours, but as soon as he left her for a minute, or until twilight threatened with another night, the emotions drowned her deeper than before, like waves devouring ships in a storm. She was still sinking after months. It felt like all her tears had built a sea that surrounded her and she never learned how to swim.

Saeran mumbled in his sleep and MC cuddled closer towards him, trying to hide herself from the pain that was hitting her hard again. He was back. His face haunted her, and his voice seemed to be everywhere, even if she covered her ears. Saeyoung. Seven. Agent 707. The defender of justice. If only he had defended her from himself. If only she had listened to him and turned away back then, when she still had the chance.

Immediately she felt the urge to slap herself. As if she could have stayed away from the red headed hacker and his playful, happy go lucky personality. Back then, she had felt the sadness deep down in him and how much he cared for all his friends at the same time. MC had wanted to help him and somewhere along the way her feelings had grown. Until a few months ago, she thought he had felt the same. After all the times she fought for him. Apparently, she had been wrong. Now she wasn't sure anymore if he had ever loved her at all the way she still loved him. A cramp in her stomach followed the thought, adding to the pain that kept her from sleeping.

A whimper escaped her mouth. Immediately she covered her mouth. MC tried to calm herself and stay quiet, so Saeran wouldn't wake up, but it became harder every night that passed. Soon she would break down from all the pain, and she knew there was no way to avoid it, he would see it. MC didn't want to give in. She never had. Deep inside she was still a fighter, willing to attack and struggle to reach her goals. Now all she wanted was to get rid of the thoughts about her fiance, but the more she tried to conceal them, the stronger they returned.

Immediately memories of Saeyoung, helping her covering the hickeys and bite marks after one of their special love nights with some make up, filled her mind. Just like his witty jokes did, as he tried to make her ditch her appointment with Jumin later that day. MC remembered them as if he had told them yesterday. In the end she had left no matter what he said and when Jumin and his driver brought her home in the evening, all her friends had gathered in the bunker. They had organized a surprise party. One of the happiest days in her life had become perfect, when Saeyoung jumped out of a giant cake and screamed at her to marry him, completely covered in cream, chocolate cats, and icing.

Marriage seemed so far away now, as well as a happy life with a family of her own. Summer day memories when they talked about children names filled her mind immediately, followed by his last words before the door shut. Another cramp, followed by a funny feeling. The taste of bile lingered on her lips. She had to get out of this bed. Right now.

Slowly she glided out of Saeran's embrace, trying to make as little noise as possible. Her attempt failed. As always, he immediately woke up, looking confused. He asked if she was alright, but she quickly lied to him, telling him she just had to go to the toilet and would be back in a few minutes. Too tired to identify her lie, he hummed and rolled to the other side of the bed. Before she had left the room, he was sound asleep again, curled up like a cat.

She stood in the door frame, studying him. MC envied his peaceful sleep and wondered how he could be this relaxed, when she was so hurt instead. After all the pain he had suffered, he seemed to cope with it better, and faster. She came to the conclusion that he must have been better at dealing with abandonment than she was.

With this thought still in mind, she closed the door and locked it from outside, knowing it wouldn't take him too long to force the door open, as soon as he woke up. He was still as skilled and dangerous as he had been in Mint Eye. Still, she needed every minute she could get, before he found out about her plans.

First, she had end those stomach cramps. Otherwise she wouldn't be able to concentrate. These pains came more regularly now, but she felt like she could still handle them. It was the one thing, she had under control. No one could take it away from her. It gave her power, the one thing she craved for these days. She desperately needed it.

Crawling over the toilet seat, she tried to control her heavy breathing. It would be hard to stay quiet, but she had done it several times by now. With every contraction, the disgust she felt became smaller and the urge grew, until she finally reached into her mouth, to get rid of the feeling that tormented her. MC wasn't proud, but the only way she had found to let go, was to throw up until she was too weak to think properly.

Shivering, she lay on the cold tiles of the bathroom floor, watching the ceiling. MC knew she had to get up, if she didn't want to become ill. In addition she had to hurry, before Saeran would wake up and look after her. If only she could find the strength to move her body.

His face suddenly returned to her inner eye. The chaotic redhead, that had always encouraged her to follow her dreams, until he ran away without a proper goodbye. Her fiance Saeyoung still spooked around in her head, and she desperately had to find him. With a heavy breath she stood up, cleaned her face with rough motions and left the room towards the computers he had left behind, just like her.

The monitors lit up immediately after she pressed the power button. They illuminated the room, blinding her for a moment. MC remembered the password after a few errors. The trembling of her fingers had caused more typos than she had expected, only worsened by the shivers that had returned. It grew even more, as she recognized his wallpaper. A picture of them and their friends, the same as the one that had been in the living room. Their huge red couch with Saeran, Saeyoung and her in his arms, surrounded by the other members of the RFA. A memory of happier days.

These had been breathtakingly wonderful memories, and they made her wonder. Wherever she looked, things didn't seem to fit. The last time she had seen him, Saeyoung had been cold and had pushed her away, but all of his belongings screamed how happy he was with her by his side, and his brother so close to them. That picture was just another evidence. Gently she traced the monitor with her fingertips, following his figure, as if she were touching Saeyoung himself instead of a mere photography of him.

MC had stared at it without realising the time that passed. As she finally regained control about her wandering thoughts, she shook her head to clear her mind. Slowly, she began to open folders and pages until she found the program she was looking for. '01010000 01101000 01101111 01101110 01100101'. MC had remembered the funny name, but converted the phrase to be sure. She smirked slightly, as she read the output a second time. He really loved binary codes.

After she opened it and put in the requested data, a loading screen appeared, showing a small red and yellow striped cat with glasses, that ran over the screen. Tears began to disturb her vision at the sight of it. Everything he did, had so much love for details in it. With shivering fingertips she traced her jaw, the way he always had. MC desperately missed and craved that love. Saeyoung had to come back. She would do everything to change his mind and make him stay this time, make him love her. No matter how dangerous his live was, they belonged together.

She lost track of time, caught up in memories again. Every now and then she glanced at the screen, waiting for something new to happen. As the cat was about to reach the right corner of the loading bar, the screen went black with a red skull on it and a message in huge blood red letters.

"Stop looking for me."

MC couldn't take her eyes off, a gasp escaped her mouth, and she began to sob from joy. A message from him, finally. She had reached him!

It took awhile for her to realise what he had written. In denial of the truth, tears still ran down her face, dampening her skin and shirt, but now they were pure sadness. The program disappeared, deleting itself from the desktop before the monitor went black in front of her. Darkness mirrored her blank expression.

Saeyoung had taken control of his computer within minutes and blocked her efforts once more. Another path that led to him was gone now, forever. She should have known he would detect one of his own, 'perfect and undetectable' tracking programs. How could she have been this stupid. Of course he wouldn't fall for it. Her hands began to shake uncontrollably and the cramps came back more painful, forcing her to hold her stomach in a desperate attempt to lighten the sting.

Groans of pain, both physically and psychologically, filled the air. MC had given up on muffeling the sounds. It wouldn't change a thing now. Saeran would hear her anyway, and she didn't have the strength to care anymore.

Hewwo everyone! I completely forgot this chapter had not been uploaded yet and stressed over typing the next one. Am I an idiot sometimes? YES!

I feel like the last chapters were cute. This one.. not as much. I felt like MC just had to have some flaws to be an authentic character in this story. If someone feels bad about the traits I chose - I don't want to trigger anyone. I added a warning on top. If it still makes you feel bad, you can always comment and share your concerns! What do you think about this chapter?

The things we’ve lost Part 1 , Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8

The things we follow Part 1, Part 2,

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Time to celebrate! We / me / I / Whatever hit 50 followers - whohooo

I somehow can’t believe it? It’s so sweet! As a little gift to you I’ll upload the chapter I wanted to upload tomorrow earlier. Hope you like it! 

In addition I added some more works to the masterlist, it is up to date again. ^^

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The things we cannot have: Part two ~ The things we follow 2

Story: The things we cannot have

Part: The things we follow 

Chapter: 2

Fandom: Mystic Messenger

Characters: Saeran, Saeyoung, MC  Guess who totally forgot to post this and worked on the next chapters already lolol.

The drive back home was nothing special. None of them made a sound, both caught in thoughts. They enjoyed the quiescence, and the radio playing one song after another in the background. Mc had shut her eyes and looked even more breathtaking. Saeran had to concentrate to stay in control over both himself and the car. If she hadn’t hummed along to a few of the songs, she might have been sleeping. He enjoyed how much she trusted him. In the beginning of their loneliness, she wouldn’t even let him drive. Nowadays she always chose the passenger seat. The sun slowly went down as they came closer to their home. The sunset ignited a great spectacle of coloured clouds, making him wish this moment would last forever.

As he parked the car and touched the handbrake to fasten it, his hand brushed against her soft fingers. MC didn’t push aside, instead she left them there and curiously looked at him. Her eyes seemed to test him, taking in his reaction. Statuesque she sat, not moving her hand an inch. He had to put it away to fulfill the planned task. When he touched her, he could hear her stopping her breath for a second. He wondered whether it was by surprise of because he had done something wrong. MC appeared more tense than before, but whatever the reason, she stayed quiet.

Their hands divided and MC rushed out of the car towards the living room, leaving him behind. Saeran stared at the direction she had disappeared to, but it took him a while to collect himself, grab their purchases, and follow her into their home. It took a few turns to bring everything inside, which gave him enough time to let his imagination wander. Back in the bunker his thoughts still lingered on the short touch, that had connected them.

Saeran was used to touching her. Her hands, her head, her hair. Her waist. It happened every day. They still slept next to each other, sometimes cuddling after he pulled her closer, and more spacious on other nights. Still this short moment had felt different in a way he couldn’t grip. It aroused a desire in him again and amplified it. A hunger for affection, awakened by a small touch. He was starving.

Considering everything that had happened this day, he came to the conclusion that her hand had been there for one reason: She wanted it that way.

Saeran could hear her in the bathroom, objects rattling on glass. The open door directed his eyes towards her, balancing on toes, stretched upwards as far as she could. MC tried to push a tube onto the highest shelf but struggled reach it. Saeran chuckled at the sight. Her reddened face, the pout, and general manifestation of desperation on her face made her even more appealing. That spot was within his arms range, effortlessly to reach up to. Maybe he could…

He would. MC didn’t realise he had entered the room, so he could sneak up from behind. “Let me help you,” he breathed in her ear and gently took the tube out of her hands, shortly lingering there, before he slowly reached up. His touch was as soft and delicate as a flower’s petal.

Observing of the effect he had on her, Saeran took more time than necessary, and enjoyed every second of it. This time, her reaction was more clear than before in the car. While he pushed the tube on the shelf, so close to her, her back pressed against him, she held her breath and tensed, not moving anymore.

This whole act was embarrassing, heating his face again, but since she couldn’t see it, he could manage. Saeran imagined her being flustered, the way he was. Maybe her cheeks were blushing now, or her heart was beating faster. He felt the urge to see her blush and breathless for once.

Fantasies of a possible future filled his mind, leaving a bittersweet taste in his mouth. If she was captivated, there might be a chance. A shot at happiness, together. He could win her. Even if it meant to give up everything in order to make her fall for him. So if he needed to tease her a little, to make her find out he could be more than just a friend, he would.

The tube in position, he leaned forward to her ear again, so she could feel his breath caressing her neck. “Breathe, my precious MC,” he muttered as he slowly stroke her hair. Immediately she let out the air she had held in until now. A slight shiver went through MC’s body, so he turned away, wondering if that had been to much. Worries filled his mind, asking him whether it had been to early or if he had read her body language wrong.

“Yes.. Saeran.” MC turned away with a hitched breath, her cheeks covered by a blush. His eyes caught hers shortly, before she quickly hid her face behind her hands and escaped out of the bathroom. Again she had run away from where he stood and asked himself if he had gone to far. Her expression had been filled with worry, tormenting him and captivating his mind. Just as he wanted to go look for her, she returned with a plastic bowl and some towels.

“You came back..” Unsaid questions resonated in his voice. Saeran had prepared for another trailing. It had become a habit again. He felt horrible about it, and wondered if he left her enough space to breathe, but he couldn’t stop himself. Insecurities rushed in whenever she was out of sight. Memories of people attacking MC returned. Wherever she went, he was led by his urge to follow her. As if they were playing hide and seek.

This time instead, she had returned herself. After a day filled with tracing her every time she changed direction or left without a warning, and being unsure if she was running away from him, this soothed his omnipresent worries.

At this moment his brain was racing from memory to memory. Horrifying, bad, and great ones, all mixed up. Little things and situations had become so much more meaningful. Songs suddenly made him think about dancing - dancing with her. Her face when she cried, left him a screeching mess inside. Flowers she pointed out were prettier than they ever had been and icecream, the one thing in his life that had always been perfect, tasted angelic in her presence. When he woke up without her, he could feel his heart ache.

Emotions were flooding him and he was about to drown, but she was both to him. Pain and pleasure, drowning and saving him at the same time.

If she wanted to spend time with him, he would gladly accept, but the things she had brought along confused him. She had just spent hours at the hairdresser’s salon. So he wondered what she needed the colours, brushes and bowls for.

His stare must have screamed the questions he had loud enough, since she immediately put the stuff in the sink and asked him, if he was ready for a transformation. His facial expression went from confused to worried. Saeran had heard about girls changing their hair when something big in their lives happened, like a breakup, but he had hoped this wouldn’t include MC. Apparently it did, and she wanted to include him, as well.

Changing his hair back to its natural colour had frustrated him greatly. Saeyong had nagged him endlessly to dye it, until Saeran gave in. His only demand had been to do it himself. Getting touched by anyone had not been an option back then. He still couldn’t stand the feeling.

“You looked really good with white hair.”

Saeran thought back to the time in Mint Eye, when his hair had the same colour as hers had now. It had been a bad time. Yet she was right. He had looked fine with it. The only one who wanted him to have his natural shade again, had been Saeyoung anyways. His brother, that had played with him again. This change of colour could be one step closer back to himself and further away from his twin. Sudden realisation helped Saeran with his decision. He should have done this a long time ago, because deep inside he was ready to let go.

Mc grinned, when he nodded, and immediately grabbed a pair of black rubber gloves. Saeran shuddered as he realised what she planned. She apparently had set her mind to dye his hair by herself.

Until now Saeran had always bleached and coloured his hair himself. So at first the touch and movements were weird and frustrating. He groaned a lot in the process, earning him a lot of angered responses. MC did the procedure not as fast and harsh as he had, whenever Unknown had taken control. Ray, in contrary, had carefully applied the mixture strand by strand, even slower than she did.

None of his personalities had ever massaged his head, as gently as MC did, to make sure the liquid was evenly applied. Small, circular movements traced his hairline. Saeran fit in to the touch more with each second that passed. His joy grew as soon as his everlasting headache seemed to lessen. He would have to ask her one day to repeat the process. If he got the chance he would beg her to repeat it daily. Until then he would watch her working quietly in the mirror.

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Hours had passed. Two white haired people stared into the mirror. Their reflections stared back at them, grinning. Their hair was similar now in terms of colour. Like fresh snow, with the ends coloured like the petals of cherry trees. He grinned more. Everything about it seemed to scream they belonged together.

When the woman nodded and turned towards the door, the man held her back and pulled her to his chest and into a tight hug. One arm around her waist, the other around her hip, Saeran hid his face in her hair. MC smelled like sweet ice cream on a summer day. Again he took a deep breath to remember this smell before he addressed her, but she interrupted him.

“Thank you, Saeran. Today was nice.”

A sweet chuckle escaped her as she pulled her arms around his neck to deepen the hug. A ticklish feeling build up inside him. Happiness? This day had been one of the best he ever had. She had just told him she enjoyed it as well. Saeran tried to focus on the situation to remember everything, anxiously waiting for the moment she would pull away again, but she stayed. Mc gently tickled his hair with her fingers, while she rested her head against his chest for support. Saeran hummed, appreciating the delicate touch he desperately yearned for.

“I will never ever compare you to him again. I promise.”

Saeran tensed at the word ’compare’. He despised the way it made him feel, but the next moment she drew closer and a sweet sensation blew his mind away. Her warm breath on his neck, and the way her hands tightened in his hair would have been enough to make his heart flutter. Instead MC went further, and placed a feathery kiss on his neck.

The moment was short, shorter than he would have wanted it to be. Before he realised it was over, she already buried her head on his shoulder, leaving him inwardly begging for more. Just one more, but he didn’t dare to move.

“Yes…precious,” he whispered. A heat emerged on his face once more. Thoughts and imaginations took control again. Oh what this girl could do to him…

The things we’ve lost Part 1 , Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8

The things we follow Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

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Nicknames: Sevy, Seven, Amsally,

Gender: Female (Many people treat me as a Male tho. Idc)

Star Sign: Taurus

Height: 164cm

Hogwarts House: Slytherin

Favorite Color: Dark Red

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Average Number of Hours Slept: Good days: 6 Bad days: 0

Lucky Number: 7 lolol

Last Thing I Googled: If I could add a Fitness app I use at the gym to my Samsung health app, so they work together. Sadly they don't ;-;

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Number of Blankets I Sleep With: If the cat counts as a blanket as well: 3. I love the heavy pressure lots of blankets create. The more the merrier!

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What I Post About: My writing, which is 70% Mystic Messenger and 30% Naruto

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