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a story:

one time i volunteered to play the piano at my church because our normal pianist had a family emergency and couldn’t be there.

i’m okay at the piano. i’m not great, i’m self-taught, i occasionally hit a sour note but by the standards of a small community gathering i thought it sounded alright.

after the service, a lady i didn’t know came up to me and told me how terrible she thought my playing was and when would the normal guy be back and maybe we just shouldn’t have had music at all that week.

i said, ‘i’m sorry you feel that way.’

i went home and cried a bit.

and then i didn’t play the piano for three months. i just stopped. i was 18 and sensitive and in the habit of letting unkind words sit heavy in my heart.

idk man. maybe just try kindness instead. and if that’s truly too difficult for you, learning the art of silence is completely free and i highly recommend you take it up.

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This reminds me of the time that my little brother (both of my brothers actually with different acts) who was like 17-18 at the time graciously volunteered to play some music at a benefit concert for a family with an autistic son that needed money for services they couldn’t afford

And this drunk belligerent man who was someone’s shitty dad came up and told him to stop the set because hip hop was bad and he just kept heckling him. At a charity concert. For one of his blood relatives’ benefit.

I’ve never been prone to aggression in my life but my protective instinct kicked in and I (literally a 90 pound weakling) was about ready to rip his throat out with my bare hands but my mom saw me fuming and asked me if I was ok and I told her what happened and she went and angry mom’d at him so hard that he actually shut the fuck up for the next hour

It costs $0 for adults not to discourage kids/teens who are literally *volunteering to help the community* with their talents

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The fact that a woman was so unkind at a church service just goes to show she hasn’t paid any attention to anything Jesus said.

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10 Simple Ways You Can Break the Habit of Overthinking

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fyp-psychology:

Overthinking doesn’t sound so bad on the surface–thinking is good, right?

But overthinking can cause problems.

When you overthink, your judgments get cloudy and your stress gets elevated. You spend too much time in the negative. It can become difficult to act.

If this feels like familiar territory to you, here are 10 simple ideas to free yourself from overthinking.

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There it is, the worst Funko Pop

beekirby

Honey that isn’t even close

zelkoa

Sorry but

notyourghoul

Nothing can compete with

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seiikas

you beautiful man ;_;

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+++ can you please do a headcanon where rfa reacts to mc's death? pretty please +++

a|n warning: if you’re faint of heart, or cannot handle death, do not read.

RFA reacting to MC’s death

Zen

tears were prickling his eyes as he sat still on the cold metal chairs outside the hospital’s operating room

earlier that day, he brought you to one of his fan meets

but little did Zen know bringing you in today was the w o r s t choice he could ever make in his entire life

the echo of the gunshot was still freshly ringing inside his head followed by the panic and stampede caused by the people inside the fan meeting premises

he couldn’t remove the image he saw moments after he heard the gunshot — the face of the culprit and the sadistic smile it had on its features

how you suddenly screamed for his name and shielded him using your body

how you coughed up blood and fell right before his eyes

he tried to cover his ears as the resounding screams of terror and panic echoed inside his head, haunting him, taunting him, reminding him of how badly he screwed up on the only time you needed him the mosthis gaze fixated blankly towards the marbled floor of the silent hallways; just waiting … and waiting … and possibly hoping for an answer that might ease the pain

the door creaked open and he was quick to bolt up, although limping and dirty from the chaos he just got out from, he was very eager and hoping to hear a positive answer from your operation

“Doctor!” Zen exclaimed as he approached the one who just got out of the operating room, his face wet from tears, his clothes stained with blood and filth “How is she?”

his face was hopeful — the small flicker of light the only thing left inside the dark abyss he’s slowly drowning in

but as soon as the doctor removed his mask and gloves

Zen knew it wasn’t the answer he was hoping for

“I’m sorry for your loss, Sir.”

as soon as those words reached him, his world stopped, the feeling of dizziness and disbelief washing over his system

he slowly backed down, his expression flashing cynicism before it all turned into despair and anger

“What?” his lips quivered as his arms fell limply on his sides, his crimson hues turning blank from the news he just got

“Come again? Will you please repeat that?” Zen’s voice inquired quietly, his lips twisting an incredulous smile “You’re just joking, right?”

“I’m very sorry about this. We … did our best. You brought her here a little too late. She already … lost a lot of blood. We are very sorry to deliver this news to you.” the doctor was trying his best to be sympathetic in his explanation but his sympathy failed to reach Zen’s ears

his entire system turned deaf and numb at the news

“What the hell?” a bark of laughter escaped his mouth as he shook his head, his refusal to let the news sink in evident on his actions

“That’s a funny one, Doctor! I’m an actor and I’ve seen lots of plays with this kind of joke running around. You can’t be serious, right?” his eyes tiredly gripped the doctor’s collar as he lightly shook him, his crimson hues passing a silent plead

but the doctor only dipped his head low, his silence the confirmation of everything he’s afraid to know

“Her time of death is 19:05, 9/11/2017. If only you were able to rush her here immediately then …”

upon hearing that, he tried to get past the doctor, pushing him out of the way and limped himself inside the operating room wherein he was just in time to see the nurses putting a white blanket over your lifeless body

the tears he tried so hard to restrain, now falling like mad waterfalls on his face, his hands shaking as he slowly removed the blanket that covered your entire frame upon reaching you

he grasped your hand with his and it further broke his heart when you didn’t make any movements to squeeze back, your skin cold against his touch

“Baby, please wake up. Wake up for me. You can’t leave me here! You promised to be with me until the very end, didn’t you?”

and every silent moment that passed, the further it made everything clear for him

“Babe … Babe, please. Open your eyes.” and even if how many times he begs, how many times he tries, it couldn’t change the fact that presented itself before him

you’re gone

and you’re never coming back

and it’s all his fault

Jaehee

so Jaehee just got out real quick to replenish some supplies for their cafe when it all happened

the inevitable fate that played its cards on their poor souls

much to her horror, she came back to something she wished in all her lifetime to never experience

the entire building was burning up in flames

“Oh god …” and what struck her the most was the fact that you’re still inside, silently sleeping on the employee’s quarters, the last place she checked to see you before she went out

before the burning building, there she stood still with her body shaking just before she heard the loud sirens of the firetrucks coming towards her direction

“MC!!! No!” it was her catalyst to run like mad and try to get herself inside the burning building, ignoring the fact that she might die while trying to save you

“Hey Lady! Come back here!” voices tried to stop her from going near the flames, she was frantic enough to come dashing, fully ignoring the warning calls of the people trying to knock some senses to her

the fire was burning high in the sky, creating a thick black smoke in the air

but before she can finally reach the entrance, she was pulled back by one of the firemen, a group of them now taking over in prying the entrance open

the fire was not showing any signs of being extinguished soon as it more parts of the building to be burned to further fuel itself high in the sky

her face was already wet with tears as she stared in horror, obviously very helpless at the moment

all Jaehee could hope was for you to actually present yourself in front of her and hug her and assure her that everything’s fine

that everything’s going to be fine

but moments passed and moments turned into long minutes and you didn’t come out

and only then was she able to fall on her knees in a silent surrender

the inevitable feeling of doom now reigning inside her heart

an ambulance came and medics started pouring out as one nurse tried to ease her up from grovelling on the ground to cover her in a wet blanket

she was then guided to sit on the edge of the ambulance and only then was Jaehee able to see her reflection on the mirror

she was covered in filth, her face stained with dirt from the fire, her hair a disheveled mess and her eyes bloodshot from tears

her body was so exhausted that she couldn’t feel anything else but her own hopelessness

her head perked up when she heard murmurs just a few feet away from her, two medics talking with each other with one holding something that looked like a checklist

“Did you hear? They only retrieved one body inside.” one hushed towards the other, fully unaware of how someone can hear them clearly “It’s severely burnt.”

Jaehee’s eyes widened as she mindlessly got up and walked in a daze towards the burning building

and true to what she heard, a stretcher was bringing out one lifeless body

a body that was beyond recognition

“This isn’t real. MC, no, you can’t leave me … not like this.” she pleaded, her voice breaking apart

she slowly walked towards the people carrying the stretcher, hoping that this is all just a nightmare she needed to wake up from

but what confirmed her fear was how she was able to recognize the thing the corpse was holding

because in the hand of the burnt corpse was the eyeglasses you borrowed from her

her own eyeglasses

and from then and there

for the first time ever

she broke down and cried like there’s no tomorrow

Jumin

what’s hard in this life was how everything he had hoped to have always had a way to escape his grasp

recounting how worst the situation is only brought him to a further deeper level of depression and detachment from everything around him

his most prized possession was after all, removed again from his touch

each day that passed only made him more anxious of the days to come, wishing, hoping, wanting that it wouldn’t be the last

the last time he’ll be able to see your smile

the last time he’ll be able to feel your touch

the last time he’ll be able to hear your laugh

and each days that passes by was only making him wish for more extension of the days he’s able to spend with you

but he was not blind not to recognize how the situation at hand was of no further saving

that this time, truly, it might be the last

and that the time that was given to the both of you has finally reached the end of its cycle

“My love.” he whispered as he lay down beside you, his arms enveloping you to a warm embrace “Are you tired?”

you tilted your head up to meet his gaze, tears prickling from the corner of your eyes, unable to process that you’ve come to the end of the road

you were only able to produce a small nod

you heard how he sharply inhaled as he tightened his hold on you, his touch showing how he badly wanted to keep you

to hold you

to never let you go

“I see.” his deep voice reverberated as you pressed your ears near his chest, hearing the slow beating of his heart at the same time

a rhythm that strangely put you at rest every single time

you were after all very fond of hearing how his heart beats for you and no one else but you

your heart broke at how time seemed to run fast at the moments you wanted to stay with him

at the moments you wished you were permitted by life itself to be by his side

and how it was achingly slow to wait for the inevitable twist of fate to happen

“No matter what happens …” Jumin’s voice trailed off as you were finally able to release the sobs you were trying so hard to stop

you can hear his own voice break as he planted a soft kiss on your forehead, a droplet of wetness from him protruding on the skin of your face

“I love you.” he breathed, his own voice shaking. his resolve now crumbling as he himself started to silently succumb to his dreadful emotions

“I have loved you in this life. And I am going to love you in the next.” he whispered, now his lips touching the tip of your nose, his slender fingers wiping the tears that kept on falling to the side of your countenance “I am going to love you and only you to every life I will be given.”

you nodded silently as you felt the time finally going its last round of quarter, your own frail hands desperately trying to get a hold of him

desperately trying not to let go

desperately wanting to feel him whole

“I am going to love you hard … that not even time can soon stop us from being together. Not again, not ever.” and with a quick lift of your chin to face him, you felt his warm lips melt against your own, the intensity of his love for you watering your dried soul

and his love will be the only thing that will guide you in this lifetime

“Rest now, my love. I will be here beside you.”

the knowledge of knowing that his love will go lengths just for you soon lulled you into your silent surrender, your eyes closing, marking the end of the cycle of time in your life

finally ending your struggle and battle with the sickness you carried the entire duration of your waking days

and until you drew your very last breath

you knew he was there

and that his love will soon revive what was lost

what time had failed to permit the two of you to have: a love that can be shared without constraints and struggles, a love so pure, so true and a love that only your hearts will be able to recognize

a love that not even sickness can tear you both apart

not on this lifetime, but maybe on the next

Yoosung

“So, for your birthday, what do you want to do?” Yoosung asked his 4 year old son as he happily tied his shoelaces for him at the porch of their home

“I … want … want to … amusement park!” the broken sentences of his child only made his heart swell in joy as the kid beamed at him, the evidence of his youth showing at how his two front teeth was still growing

“Ohhh! That’s a very great choice! You really do resemble papa, huh?” he teased as he carried his son and tickled him, the child laughing heartily at his little tickle session

“Now, now, stop that both of you.” he heard your voice as you made yourself known to the both of them, showing how ready and perfectly dolled up you are for the day’s itinerary

“Mama!” your child beamed and tried to reach you with his tiny, little hands, closing and opening his palms with a smile as bright as the smile of the man you love

“You look beautiful! You’re always beautiful for me, honey. Always, okay? I have a very beautiful wife!” Yoosung gushed, his lips now curling a full grin - his amethyst orbs twinkling in happiness “So, my beautiful wife, let’s go?”

you nodded eagerly as you interlaced your fingers with his free hand and walked towards the drive way, with the hope for a very great day ahead of you

but just as how the day began so bright

life truly has a way to make you payback for that tiny ounce of happiness

because in the middle of the trip to the amusement park,

the car swerved and swayed, your child crying helplessly in your arms, Yoosung trying his best to gain his control back on the steering wheel, the sound of the tires screeching and the last thing you can feel is your body being squeezed and ripped apart

… and then there was darkness

and that darkness opened a light when Yoosung was able to regain his consciousness

his ears can catch people buzzing, whispering and the deafening sounds of ambulances all over

he groaned when he felt like his entire body was slammed hard that he failed to move according to the way he wanted

then a blinding pain attacked him on the lower portion of his body

and only then was he able to fully wake his consciousness up and he never wished so bad that he just didn’t wake up

he stared in horror at how his legs were severely squeezed in between his seat and the car controls

his head feeling light, his mouth painfully bruised, his eyes too heavy to fully open

but what broke his heart the most was when he was finally able to roam his eyes to his side

only to be greeted by the bodies of his family

covered in blood

and l i f e l e s s

that he was only able to release a strained scream of horror, his eyes hurting his face the moment his tears started falling down

“No … No! No, no, no!!”he screamed your name … and screamed and tried to squirm out of his current position just to reach you, just to hold you, just to check if you’re still with him only to be assaulted back by blinding pain

and until he was pried out of the broken vehicle and ushered to the ambulance

and up until they were able to reach the hospital

the only thing that greeted him was a declaration of his life shattering before his very eyes

“Dead on Arrival. A woman and a child. Car accident. 14:02 P.M. 09/11/2017.”

and the fact that you died

in his very own hands

Saeyoung

not once in his life did he want something as bad as he wanted you

as bad as he wanted to leave a proof of existence to you

and as bad as he wanted to have you and only you in his life that was full of nothing but misery and loneliness

that’s why, he was very fixated on the thought that whatever mess he tangled himself in, he’d get out of it no matter what

he was going on a mission that he, himself, was not even sure if he’d be able to get out alive after

to confront the shadows that he, for the longest time, had tread after

to confront the enemies he thought he already got rid of

thinking that nobody in his life will be affected if he just stayed away from the people he cared about

but then you came to his life and no matter how hard he tried to resist, he was able to slowly fall in love with you

and then he was able to realize how much of a mistake it was the way he had been living his entire life

and he wanted nothing else but to protect you no matter what

so that a time will come when both of you will finally be able to stop running away from them, running away from that

but what surprised him most, the day he was ready to confront his shadows, was to find you, gagged, tied, covered in blood and beaten up

your entire body laying inside the abandoned factory from which he had received an intel that it will be the place for the final confrontation

Saeyoung just stood there, his eyes wide in horror as he slowly read the words painted in red on the dull wall behind your body

“You can never leave.”

and in that moment, all he saw was red and nothing else, the rage inside his body building up

but the moment he heard you release a strangled cough, he was quick on his feet to go to you

“MC! MC … thank god. Please, don’t strain yourself. I’ll untie you alright? Stay with me. Just listen to my voice!” he stated in a panic, his voice shaking so badly against his throat

“Sae … young …” you whispered, the metallic taste of blood grazing your taste. and then you slowly tilted your head just enough to see him, his face now wet with tears

his golden orbs flicked towards you and you can see resentment and anger deep within them

you tried to crack a smile and whispered, albeit a hoarse voice, the words, “At least … you’re going to be free now. Y - you’re going to be okay.”

“No! No, who said I’m going to be okay with you like this?! You idiot! Who told you to fix my mess, huh?” he exclaimed, the flood of his tears never stopping

you smiled softly towards him and whispered, “I - I just wanted you to be free. And you are … from now … on … okay …?”

and with a last, small cough of blood

you saw darkness

“You idiot! You … idiot …” his voice broke down as he fell on his knees, his body now shaking from the uncontrollable tears flowing from his eyes, “Why did you do this? It should be me! It should be me … I should be dead!”

how badly he wanted for this to just be a bad dream - for him to wake up from this nightmare and to be greeted by your smiling face

his desperate self was praying and hoping for all of this to just be a prank - that the heavens must have only been playing a joke on him

he waited for your eyes to flutter open and then laugh at him at how ugly he possibly looked at this moment

but it never came - your eyes never opened again

you’re the only good thing in his life

how can you leave him?

every single day he pushed you away came back to him like a curse, all the moments he wasted not being able to tell you how much he loves you, how much he cares for you and how much he wishes for you to stay with him forever came rushing back

he circled his arms around your body, pulling you close, wanting to never let go

and in that brief moment of silence, he was able to know who is responsible for this

and came to a resolve he should have done a long time ago:

get revenge even if it means he’ll lose his life in the process

after all, what is his life’s purpose if you’re not included in it anymore? he’ll follow you soon so you won’t be alone.

illneverrecover

V Route Email Answers

Hey all -

I’ve seen some people asking for the answers for the guest emails, so I’ve been writing some down as I go (though I don’t have many yet, honestly).

I don’t know how spoilery this is, so putting it under a cut for those who haven’t had a chance to play the route yet, just in case!

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Fandom problems

Friend: So hows the fandom?

Me: idk i haven’t checked tumblr yet

Me: *gets on tumblr*

Tumblr: *everyone is screaming something got released something got more visuals/art and people are dying*

Me: Its doing good

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V’s Route Chatroom times + general Info (Spoiler Free)

Hey Hey, so Cheritz has thrown V’s Route out for us android users yesterday. iOS users have to wait a couple more days, unfortunately. But I guess iOS users have the advantage over Chatroom times for now.

If you have general questions, my ask box is always open and I’ll try to answer as much as possible. If you guys have any spoiler related questions, I’ll be tagging it as “v route spoiler” so you can maybe block that tag, or I’ll see how I can make a cut, so you do not see anything you don’t want to.

I also wanted to use this post to thank you guys for following and supporting me with this. I’m really glad I can help you guys out. ♥

General Info:

Another Story is really expensive.

Unlocking Another Story: 300 Hourglasses

Phone calls to V and Saeran: 10 Hourglasses

Missed Chats: 15 Hourglasses

Unlocking the next day: Ranges from 150 - 300 Hourglasses. (I’m extremely salty about this one.)

The Common Route contains A LOT of story. There’s a lot of Visual novels.

First Day:

0:00 2:12 6:30 8:26 11:49 14:08 16:33 18:17 20:02 21:34 23:25 +VN

Second Day:

1:19 + VN 2:44 7:50 + VN 9:37 12:00 +VN 13:57 +VN 15:24 +VN 18:26 +VN 20:13 22:38

Third Day:

00:31 +VN 2:26 7:00 9:13 12:22 +VN 14:09 16:32 18:24 +VN 20:11 +VN 21:49 23:07 +VN

Fourth Day:

00:16 2:34 +VN 8:15 +VN 10:22 12:00 +VN 14:41 +VN 17:36 +VN 18:42 20:10 21:53 +VN 22:49

GAME BRANCH

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spoiler free, bless your soul.

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NO SPOILERS HERE YOU GO MY BABIES

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… that’s a ridiculous amount of hourglass

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