LT followed him to Goryeo recently and watched him for 24 whole hours. I have done my part in breaking down her indifference. Hopefully YY doesn’t scare her off now 😂
Shoot. All I have to do is get my bi-yearly continuing education journals read and another article to publish first—or I guess I can continue to procrastinate those. You’re evil. 😈Maybe even more than LT!
Well, I actually just came up with something. I’m still mulling it over in my head. It’s definitely in G minor though, for LMH’s broken heart. But has flashes of C major, a very common and easy key to play in. Not saying LT is easy, she’s quite the opposite, but how doggedly LMH is pursuing her, he’s like a happy puppy and I think of happy puppies in C major. Yeah, puns all intended there. 🐶
The door goes flying as a guy barrels in like a tornado.
I shriek. Babe jumps.
“WHERE ARE YOU HIDING HER? WHERE ARE YOU HIDING MY LT?” the intruder, clad all in black, shouts.
“Who are you? How dare you barge into my house?” Babe is spluttering.
“Omg. It’s Lee Min Ho!”
“Lee Min Who?”
“WHERE IS SHE? WHERE DID YOU HIDE MY —– ”
All of a sudden, LMH stills. Lifts his head. Sniffs the air. Swings his eyes to where the splinters of wood dangle, hanging from the open doorway.
And then he’s off, like the devil is at his heels.
He climbs up and over the high gates and disappears.
“Hey! Hold up! You can’t just break into my house and run off!” Babe shouts.
The street is empty.
“Where is he?” Babe pants.
“He’s gone.”
“I’m calling the cops.” Babe stalks back into the house.
The world outside is a blue haze. So pretty. I twirl on my tippy toes. Breathe in the fresh, crisp air. It feels good to be free. To soak in the sunshine.
C L A P !
Thunder? What the —-
It starts to drizzle.
A leaf flies by, right on cue.
A cat rolls past lazily on its head, four paws up in the air. It blinks at me. “Meow.” I blink back.
“Open your eyes,” a voice says at my elbow.
I turn.
“AHHHH!” I shout.
A shadowy figure is at my elbow.
“Open your eyes.” A strange, disembodied voice.
“My eyes are open.”
“Open your eyes.”
“Quit saying that! My eyes are open!”
“They are open. But they see not.”
It points to a familiar figure a few metres down the street.
LMH.
He is running, head flung back, arms pumping at the sides, long legs flying. Right down the middle of the street.
He is running after a green bus.
“COME BACK, LT!” he bellows. “COME BACK TO ME-EEE!” He is crying, loud, wrenching sobs. “WA-AA WA-AA WA-AA WA-AA…”
Cars, honk, swerve madly. Drivers lean out of windows to shake their fists and curse after him. “Moron!” “You drunk?” “I’m calling the cops!” “You crazy lunatic!”
All the passengers in the bus are on their feet, pressed against the dusty windows, gawking.
Except for one.
A lone solitary figure sits, sips a glass of wine and yawns.
The bus lumbers on.
LMH continues to run. He is Forrest Gump on a mission. To reunite with the indifferent LT.
LMH ploughs down the street. Arms waving like a maniac, feet pounding, 200 metres behind the bus. Like that scene from Stairway to Heaven.
He runs past one block. Then two. A third.
“LT!” he shouts. “DON’T LEAVE ME, LT!”
And then it happens.
He stumbles, and falls, slo-mo. Crumples in a tangle of limbs on the gravel.
Up ahead, the bus draws further and further away.
Then:
His voice cracking, he whispers, “Stop, please. Someone, please stop that bus.”
Cat has returned! I was getting ready to drop this as my favorite character wasn’t getting much screentime but it has returned! It kept me on the edge of my seat to see what happened after that dramatic meow. 😻
LMH needs to do some therapy, his (understandable) fixation on (indifferent) LT is putting his health in risk. At least he has the cat on his side… or not.
It is a great twist, isn’t it? *BEAMS* Am pretty pleased with myself. Do you like the cat? I thought of you and @bbstl‘s cat and felt honur-bound to include it. And @trinpie was on the verge of giving up reading my story because of the non-catness in the previous chapters. *WIPES SWEAT* Almost lost a loyal reader there…
Everything is a Macguffin just to have the cat back, I’m pretty sure about that.
And this twist!! But I have faith in Babe. He surely was framed by the evil robot triplet. I have the feeling Cat can uncover the truth by biting some fake ankles…
All this talk of robots is getting to me, so much so that when @leetennant posted CLIFFHANGER twice, I thought she wanted to create a drone effect, echoey robotic voice and all. *SHIVERS*
OR Candy is the missing Veronica – she’s suffering from a combination of kdrama trope illnesses including amongst others, amnesia! That would explain why he can’t let go of Candy!
And she suffers from amnesia and Babe can’t tell her he knows who she is because it will put her in danger because of the evil robot triplet, or the evil twin or something like that.
That’s what I was thinking. Maybe it’s @sicarius disguised as you? Maybe you’re in danger because you stole the umbrella and all you are saying is just a red herring to put Candy in danger and run away with the umbrella?
So many questions, so many theories…
I feel like @stpauligurl is being less than supportive here, but we do all fear the blades of @sicarius. And I’ve apologized to @13infamyss several times, but my time is probably running out – except @yyishere set it up so…
@ndlessjoie – less than supportive? No I’m just confused…….
but totally supportive – of whatever is going on here. And I’m enjoying the story and all the side comments…
Sorry if I gave you the wrong impression *face is turning red with embarrassment*
@stpauligurl less supportive of my survival. I’ve already been beheaded once by @sicarius. I’m hoping to survive this drama, but it’s not looking good in ep. 8.
It could be either or both. Because, as we know, all this is just an hallucination and soon Candy will wake up in her cell and realise it was all a dream – right before Sicarius puts her to death.
Oh 😬 your cat is much more talented than mine, and less literal. Since I can’t figure out how to post it here, I will place a version of what I had in mind on my wall. And perhaps the 2nd version of upside-down cat is rolling down the street in a helmet with wheels on it. Yeah, that’s the ticket.
OKAY SO I CAN’T FIND THE POST RIGHT NOW BUT I HAVE TO TELL YOU THIS
Once upon a time there was a post I made about @umbrellaman and how the ambiguousness of her db tag sparked my imagination, and I drew this wee doodle of a vigilante type figure, called the Ambiguous Umbrellaman; they wore a long trenchcoat and a Sou’wester hat, and wielded two swords disguised as umbrellas. (as per these: https://66.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7fg2284at1rxaylvo1_400.jpg)
And now, what with well It’s Ok’s umbrella, the various jokes about me and cane swords, AND THEN THIS— it’s like DB meta and lore just completes itself. (I will try and find the post and the drawing later.)
I totally remember that! I think it was around summer 2017, but I can be totally making that up. Because I remember knowing she was a girl before you did while I was planning my Quebec trip, which would have been around that time. Good luck finding it!
Is Umbrellaman a girl? If she’s a girl, why is she Umbrellaman and not Umbrellagirl? And…has it ever occurred to anyone that @ndlessjoie IS Umbrellaman? Maybe, sic is Umbrellaman? Maybe, I am Umbrellaman? @bbstl Sherlock, what do you think? And, more importantly, what does Bobo the Cat think?
Lmao.
In all seriousness though the idea for the character actually literally came from a discussion surrounding @umbrellaman‘s gender and her handle, which, as for why her handle is that; she no longer remembers and thinks she probably just made it up on the fly. She likes the ambiguity of it though HENCE The Ambiguous UmbrellaMan.
This confusion over beanie’s gender seems to be a trend for @sicarius… 😂😂 I didn’t get a portrait but I’m sure I saved a certain conversation somewhere.
@wishfultoki hey now, first of all, the time with you wasn’t my fault, not exactly anyway, and also with Umbrellaman it was a civilised q about her username, no confusion or misgendering involved thank you very much 😂😂😂
(also I totally found that legendary thread about yours yesterday looking for this and good news! It’s still hilarious to read through to this day!)
“You can stay here till you’re well enough to go home.” He rakes a hand through his hair.
Home? That crappy rooftop? Are you kidding?
Home is here. With you, babe.
But, of course, I can’t say that, can I? My babe’s looking frazzled. There are purplish rings under his eyes. The bruise on his forehead glowers at me. My heart aches. Don’t you fret, babe. I’m here now. I’ll take care of you. I’ll —-
—- Mumble mumble —-
He’s grunting something, staring at a point above my head. He is resolutely trying not to lock eyes with me. Because he knows one glance would shatter that resolve of his. He is weak around me.
“What was that, babe?” All that stuff before? Water under the bridge. We’re puzzle pieces, two halves of a whole. I am him, and he is —–
—— “Victoria understands.”
What?
I go still. Frozen. My rosebud lips shrivel, tighten to a thin line. My nostrils flare. I am frothing white breath, and it’s not even winter. I am that angry.
I am mad. Shaking with fury. If I were a zombie, I would hurl myself at him right now, sink my teeth into that neck, rip out that lousy two-timing heart —–
I snap my eyes to the coward.
His chest is heaving and he’s looking at me with wide Bambi eyes. He looks like he might run out the door and never come back.
I growl. He jumps. I stomp to the doorway and plant my body there. He’d have to kill me to get past me. And there’s not a chance of that happening. Because I’d kill him first.
I let out a little breathy huff.
“Victoria knows about us?”
“About you.” He winces. “There is no us. Remember? I thought I made it clear that…” He’s upset. Naturally. Denying your heart’s desire is a painful thing. His mouth is a slash of tension. His jaw is clenched so tight I know there’s a hairline fracture there with my name on it. An X-ray technician will be astounded to see the word CANDY etched into his bones one day.
Poor babe.
Just like that, my rage evaporates.
I look long and deep into his eyes. Two black pools of pain. Loving me has done this to him. It’s tearing him up.
I need to show him that I understand. That our mouths may not be able to say it out loud, but our actions can. We belong together. I am Babe. Babe is me. Babe and Candy. It has a nice ring to it. Like Heathcliff and Catherine.
“I’ll take a shower,” I say, soft and sweet. “Thank you for everything.” I droop my head like a bruised little flower. Loll it from side to side, like a zombie. He lets out a yelp. Babe’s so nervy. His passion for me is taking such a toll on him.
“I’ll be out of here…” I squeeze out a tear, let it roll down my right cheek. “Just as soon as I’m done…”
He stares at me. A sad little kitten. Unwanted. Unloved. Womp. Womp.
“Okay, I’ll leave you to it then,” he turns, but not before I see something flit across his face. Relief? No-uh. It must have been sadness. The door closes softly. Yep. Definitely sadness.
I squirt a whole bottle of lavendar shower gel over me. Dump a bottle of lavendar shampoo on my hair. I scrub and scratch every inch of my body till every clump of caked mud is gone. Then I throw myself on the wet tiles and roll about, scour my body up and down and side to side till I feel my skin tingle and smart. Sometimes, you get these pesky little bits and pieces of slime and dirt and grass that tend to stick in the most awkward parts. I once carried a bug’s severed head with me for three weeks, can you believe it? It was wedged between my third and fourth toes.
I almost scream when I see my reflection in the mirror. My hair is so long I don’t look like myself anymore. I look a wild-eyed, jagged-haired stranger. I don’t recognize this person.
“WHO ARE YOU?” I shout. This thing in the mirror opens her mouth so big it scares me. Her eyes are two glittering holes of hate. “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO CANDY” I bellow.
Oh, wait. It’s me —-
Geez. Lost it for a moment.
Candy is cute.
I don’t look cute.
I don’t look like Candy.
Bad. This is very bad.
I need to do something fast. I’m competing for my babe’s heart. Against beautiful, elegant Victoria, with her perfect face and her perfect hair.
I spot the pair of scissors in a plastic holder and I know what I have to do.
I pull down a hank of hair over my forehead, and snip it off.
The eyes in my reflection are crazy big and maniacal.
But I look beautiful. I love me.
I’m back. Me. Candy. Cute, sweet Candy.
My new bangs are slightly crooked. Never mind. I’ll snip them to even them out.
Damn. The right is a bit too long. I grit my teeth —– I need to see a dentist soon, all this teeth gnashing is harming my molars —– and snip again.
I snip and snip and snip.
Ten minutes later.
I stand back and beam at myself in the mirror.
I look so cute.
Picture this. You’re a kid and your frugal mom, who only goes to the salon to get her own hair done, puts a bowl over your head and cuts beneath the rim.
That’s what I see smiling back at me.
I look like I got my hair cut by bending too close to a shredder.
And there are four layers to the bangs, somehow. My bangs are spiky little wisps that wave at me exactly 0.05 cm from the edge of my scalp.
My forehead is a smooth gleaming desert, my bangs the scrubs.
Damn, I look good.
I open the door. Step into the living hall.
“Babe.”
He’s standing directly in front of an open window.
He swings his head to me, and I gasp.
He’s showered and changed, and his hair is a curtain of dark, thick silk blanketing his forehead.
He’s snuffed out his forehead.
My babe is spotting bangs. Just like me.
Oh, my God.
He’s telling me what I already know.
We are bangs-spotting soulmates. Two halves of a puzzle. We fit. Candy and Babe. Babe and Candy. He is me. I am him.
He blinks. Takes a step backward. His hair slaps against his forehead, a black band strapped against his skin. Oddly familiar. I watched a drama called Perfume once. Shin Sung Rok navigated the ups and downs of his life with the same impenetrable wall, he hid the love in his heart and the pain of his past, barricading himself behind his forehead fortress for 16 episodes. Like my babe and (Hey, kat! What’s up, buddy?) —— W-what was that?? This just flashed into my head —–
I blink back my tears. Oh, babe. I see you. That hair can’t shield you. I see what you’re trying to hide.
“What do you think of my hair?” My voice is a husky whisper. I spin. Blow a breath.
He’s staring at me. His eyes open wide. He’s got his entire soul compressed in those orbs and they’re the colour of love.
Silence.
Then: “You look…” A pause, pregnant with emotion “….g-great.” A slight tremor. His face contorts, as if he is in pain. The way a man looks when he’s confronted with beauty he’s stupidly rejecting out of noble idiocy.
Is that all he has to say? I am tempted to push him through the open window. He must have sensed this, because he steps three paces off to the side before adding, “You have a large enough forehead that you can get away with short bangs.” He claps a hand over his mouth the moment he says this. He looks a little shaken. He’s allowed my beauty to make him waiver, to say things he shouldn’t. It’s tantamount to a confession.
Oh, babe.
He’s so sweet I’m floored.
I draw a huge lungful of breath and the effort makes my eyebrows arch so high, they nearly touch my bangs. “You look good, too, babe.”
My eyes well with tears.
“That covered forehead looks absolutely stunning on you.” My voice breaks.
Chapter 8 coming up – will we get the traditional emotional content of kdrama episode 8? And what YY twist will we get?
And when I read “ The bruise on his forehead glowers at me. “ I flashed this image of the inner third eye opening Highlighted by purple bruises like eyeliner… just a bit bloodshot.
And when I read “a strange keening sound” why did I flash an image of robot innards shredding? Hmmm…
And a question – is hair like shrubs at the edge of a desert an improvement over hair like a halo of dried ramen noodles? Or is Candy’s head a judgement free zone?
And why do I imagine the Vagabond team in desert camouflage stepping out of the shrubs?
Perhaps the twist will be that Victoria and Candy discover a love for each other after realizing that Cold Hot CEO isn’t all they thought he was? Or they each get their very own CHCEO because he really is triplets?
What if Victoria and Candy are step sisters and Candy was abandoned and she can’t remember anything before she was 8? Candy lost her memory in a car accident cause by Babe’s dad that happened while Babe was in the back seat? I’m missing some childhood connection.
Mr A Babe is so full of guilt that he’s been watching/suffering over Candy all these years. That’s probably why he bailed her out of jail instead of feeding her to Sicarius.
Poor Mr Babe, I just want him to get out of there! Maybe find a new identity and go into hiding from candy.
Loving Candy’s new hair cut, did you see my message about how I hacked my hair the other day? I guess if you look from the right angle, it is a decent cut 🙂
I missed that, ayan, lol. It happened to me, I decided to cut my bangs because it was so long, and it seemed like the easiest thing to do. Just trim with a pair of scissors, how hard could that be, right. I snipped and hair flew all over the sink. So I wetted my bangs, and snipped again. But wetted hair clumps together. Then I had to spread it out. It dried, but shrank by like a cm. So horrific. I kept snipping and snipping because when it dried, the ends weren’t even. By the time I was done, it was a disaster. Went to work, and my co-worker stared at me, and said, “You cut your bangs.” And then she added, “Never mind. Hair grows real fast.” I had to walk around with my head down for two weeks.
The worst thing was I had to stand in front of a room and do a presentation. The silence that greeted me, the eyes that stayed on my forehead for an hour…I still cringe when I think of it.
“Candy…?” Hesitant. “You’re in jail…? But, how —– ” Because it’s all your damn fault, you dummy!
I breathe in. Breathe out. Stay calm now, Candy. I’ve got to butter him up. Make him feel bad.
I pitch my voice two notches higher.
“It’s a long story,” my voice is wobbling. I don’t even have to fake it. Because I’m shivering. My knees are knocking together. My goosebumps are popping up all over my back. Which is kind of a nice surprise —– I’d thought THAT part of my anatomy was dead. So, yay.
“Can you get me out of here?” A burst of icy wind rushes in from the open window. “I’m – I’m s-scared…” The tremor in my voice is real. My bones are quaking. My teeth are chattering.
“Candy…” His voice has softened even more. It’s working. His heart is breaking. He must be blaming himself. I give myself a silent high-five. I. Am. So. Good.
Here’s the thing.
Everyone knows a Candy would die rather than admit that she’s afraid. So for me to actually say it out LOUD, to HIM, no less —- well, it’s a HUGE deal. Earth-shattering, in fact. C’mon, it takes like 12 episodes to TRUST the hero enough to acknowledge your weaknesses in a typical prideful Candy-centred drama! And that I’m telling him now? It’s BIG. A giant step forward in our relationship, and it marks a shift —– hold on, he’s mumbling something —–
“I’m sorry, but I really can’t do this with you anymore…”
What????
He’s supposed to say he’s coming to bust me out of jail like right now!
“We have nothing…” His voice shrinks. A bad connection. Or maybe it’s the blood pounding in my head. I could kill him. I could seriously K I L L him right now. His voice returns, hard in my ear, “…I’m sorry…” Shrivels again. I want to T H R O T T L E him, put my hands around his throat and
S Q U E E Z E —–
A second later, he’s at full volume. “Please don’t contact me anymore —– ”
“Babe, I miss you,” I cut in.
Fast-thinking, that’s me.
A Candy’s gotta do what a Candy’s gotta do. I can’t just lie back and whimper. Yoda whispers in my ear every night: “Do, or do not. There is no try.” Sometimes, I murmur back. And when I’m in a good mood, I hold longer conversations with him.
I hear you, Yoda. Loud and clear.
I’m going to fight for every inch of my babe. Even if it kills me. Or him.
A beat of silence.
Then: “Candy…” A sigh. I can hear him breathing.
“Babe, I miss…” And it spouts from me in a torrent, water pluming from a drain. Or a burst pipe, like the one in my kitchen.
“I miss your eyebrows.”
“I miss your smile.” His mouth twitching, trying so hard to resist my allure. And failing each time.
“I miss your nostrils.” The way they flare, breathe in my intoxicating scent of rank sweat, stale onions and cheap soap.
“I miss your throat.” The desperate bobbing of his Adam’s apple, fighting in vain for some semblance of control.
“I miss your stubble.” The feel of it. Scratchy, like sandpaper. The perfect foil for the smattering of blackheads on my chin.
“Your butt.” Apple-shaped. Toned, but not overly.
“Your forehead.”
“Your chest.”
“Your abs.”
“Your legs.”
“Your veins.”
“Your cheekbones.”
“Your teeth.”
A pause.
“I miss you so much.”
Another pause.
I love you. I am about to say it, but I stop myself in time.
Candy doesn’t say I LOVE YOU till Episode 14. That’s safe. I think. If she says it early, like around Episode 8, you can be sure all hell is going to break loose, and she’ll fall down the stairs, knock her head and develop amnesia. Or the guy will fall down the stairs, knock HIS head, and develop amnesia. So, yeah, I’m not going to jinx myself here.
There’s a silence, long and deep. I breathe.
“But, Candy,” he tells me, gently, “you —- ”
A click.
The line goes dead.
“WHAT THE HELL!” I shout.
“Time’s up,” the guard shrugs.
“In here.” The guard unlocks the cell.
I feel my skin prickle. Eyes are watching me. I sidle in, keeping my head down. I’ve watched a ton of prison dramas and movies, okay? The trick is to play smart and keep a low profile.
The door clangs shut.
I stare at my feet. Stay calm. Don’t panic. Start counting. One. Two. Three. Four —–
“Hey.”
I freeze.
“Hey, you down there.”
My head swings up. Slowly.
There’s someone sitting up there. Like wayyyyy up there. Perched up high on the wall, legs crossed.
“Hey,” I whisper. Swallow.
“I’m Sic. Who’re you?” She’s got on a black balaclava. Like a ninja. Maybe she’s a ninja. Maybe that’s how she got up there.
“I’m Candy.” Swallow again. “Nice to meet you, ma’am.”
“Ma’am?” She cracks up, her shouders shaking.
“Ha-ha. Ha-ha,” I join in her laughter desperately. She stops laughing. Fixes me with a stare that chills me to the bone.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Uh. I was just —- uh, happy to meet you.” My palms are sweating.
“My name is Sic.”
“Okay. Sure…Sic.” Breathe. “Whatever you say, Sic.”
“What are you in for?”
“Being a public nuisance. Destroying private and public property. You?” I say timidly.
“Shitposting.”
“Uh, okay.”
“Do you know what shitposting is?”
“No.” I dart my eyes toward the cell door. Where’s the guard? “Not really.”
“Don’t you want to ask what shitposting is? Don’t you even want me to EXPLAIN WHAT SHITPOSTING IS?” She is shouting. Oh, God. Help. Get me out of here, please. Somebody. Anybody. And —-
—– she’s standing. Oh, my God. How’s she even doing that? She’s standing, her feet on the wall, her body bent sideways, parallel to the floor below, like a scene from The Matrix.
Wait. She WAS standing. She isn’t standing. Not anymore.
Because —–
—– she’s taken off with a grunt.
She’s barrelling into the air, arms glued to her sides. Like Ultraman.
And then she makes six convulated loops, stretches out her arms wide, makes a turn, and plunges down. Headed straight for me.
It takes ten excruciating minutes and 55 seconds —– I counted —– but, finally, it’s out.
I’ve never seen a sadder, rustier blade in my life.
I open my mouth to tell Sic to get a tetanus jab ASAP, but before I can say anything ——
“You in the boxers.”
I turn.
The guard’s unlocking the door.
The door clacks open.
“But who —— how —– ”
The guard shrugs.
“Gentleman there bailed you out.”
There’s someone standing in the middle of the hallway. Tall, straight, a glimmer of purple and red in the middle of his forehead, shimmering like a third eye.
What!? ????!!!!! Was sic going to kill her with that Logan-Xman-like rusty sword? Is Candy hallucinating again? Is she unconscious? So many questions, so little answers.
1. Sic is not wearing a tophat or carrying an umbrella sword.
2. MA Babe would not come and bail her out
3. The best minor character isn’t even in this chapter
Candy is clearly having some kind of weird hallucination.
and I would read it!
I just hope Candy gets some new clothes.
I’m kind of concerned she may get a bad cold.
It’s not the right time to go around coughing and in high fever. Candy could end up isolated in a hospital.
M. A. Babe’s actions prove that he really needs to see a doctor about the latest blow to his head. Perhaps he was just worried about Candy freezing to death in his boxers (they’re his, right?).
I’m having a hard time wrapping my head around Sic having a rusty blade. Maybe a rusty swarovski crystal encrusted skull umbrella, but an unsharpened blade?
Maybe I’ll have YOU appear in my next chapter, muggie. Maybe I’ll have the rusty swarovski crystal encrusted skull umbrella embedded into YOUR skull, muggie, in my next chapter. ☂️🌂💀☠
@ndlessjoie, it turns out that Amazon sells, believe it or not, telescoping Titanium toothpicks. One with a depth scale etched into the Titanium pick seems like the perfect accessory for Our @yyishere!
@hebang I’ve now purchased the perfect Christmas gift for myself. One that will bring me year-round delight. Hopefully I’ll remember to post a photo for @yyishere‘s amusement and mortification.
If Candy says it’s brown rust, it’s brown rust. Candy makes the rules in her Candy World. Candy could hack up Babe into a thousand pieces one chapter, and he’ll be strutting about, glued as new the next chapter. *BEAMS*
Thank you for such a fun (?) way to NOT have to think about all the crap that is going on in the world.
I’d much rather follow Candy and her rusty chocolate melona flavored t**ks while shredding stalking her man…
I am really relieved Candy misses his teeth. I was reading and reading all that she was missing and teeth were not there… but, yes! At the end!
Relieved 😅
@bbstl I had a bolster named Bobo. It was so stinky that everytime I sniffed it it made me drowsy. I had it for many, many years. One day, Bobo disintegrated. Its body split apart and its insides spilled out. I had to throw it into the trash. I was very sad for a week. RIP, Bobo.
A bolster. Like a pillow? How did it become stinky? What made it spontaneously combust like that? Why did it have a name?
Bobo is a boy and his name is actually the Korean word for kiss which I cannot type here because I can’t find where my Korean keyboard is hiding, what the hell??? Phhhhtttt, anyway 😽
Bobo was a long, cylindrical pillow.
Bobo was short for bolster.
I had it from the age of 4.
It came apart when I was 14.
The cotton wool inside fell out of the tears.
It stank because I drooled, snorted and sweated into it for 10 years.
I know the feeling about Bobo.
I had that feeling about Pinky-White (guess what colour it was).
My dad also gave it to me when he came when he came back from a business trip.
It still looks at me from my bedroom in my dad’s room.
I too had a (nameless) pillow from which I would not separate and told my mother that it would be in a museum (The Museum of Me?) one day 🤦🏼♀️ I should probably talk about that with my therapist 🤔
But there was no mention of fingers, or hands. Does that mean there’s no hope of hand/finger p.o.r.n? Sigh…or, MAYBE @yyishere has something even more interesting in the works?!!!
Maybe I’ll explore the theme of chest hair soon. I could delve into the scarcity or abundance of hair follicles on hot chests, mechanical waxing/manual plucking etc etc. In which case, I would have to rely on the wisdom of @poliwag, who spent six years researching this hairy subject, @diana-hansen, who lies awake at night, pondering the vexing Waxing Question, and @ndlessjoie, our Hair Expert, who raised the troubling issue of Dwindling Chest Hair as a drama plays out…
Snapped this candid shot of @azzo1‘s Mr. SNG this morning. Walked right into him, as a matter of fact. His head shot up, and smart-thinking me reached for my phone, and pressed CLICK.
Tagging @ally-le because compiling that playlist for azzo was just about the sweetest thing ever. It almost makes me want to un-marry Mr. YY, and re-marry him again, so that you could make a whole new playlist for wistful me.
Yes. I did in an effort to defend myself, I spelled tooth…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….wait……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….for…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..it………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………pick!
As for The Swoon Hyung Bin Incident, every time I think about it, it makes me giddy for you. You and @katakwasabi have achieved a fangirl dream level most will never attain.
I’m waiting for this too! Ideally, Kat should get the same 20 seconds of SSR’s undivided attention that YY did from HB. YY – please make this happen! This is what you do for DB sistahs.
Wow. Just, wow. “Beware the forked tongue that coats itself with sweet words —– you, toki —– and the viper’s forked tooth —– yours, @13infamyss — that bites you straight in the heart.” I made that up myself. *BEAMS*
This is why LT is ignoring you now. You overexposed her love for Lee Min Ho. She’s not used to all this attention. And stop yelling at her. Poor LT 😭😭😭😭
“You have been charged with…” the officer yawns “Theft, being a public nuisance, and destruction of private and public property.”
“Public property? What —- ”
“That mound is missing 50 per cent of its top grass.”
He stares at my fingers pointedly.
I follow his eyes.
There is something trapped under my fingernails. Something wet. Green.
Grass.
Oops.
The officer slides his chair back and mumbles, “Wait here.”
He walks past a big beefy guy in a tank top with forearms the size of tree trunks and the beefy guy pulls him in for a tight hug and he nuzzles his nose in the beefy guy’s neck and the beefy guy giggles. I rub my head. A headache is building. It’s Forest all over again.
“Hey.”
I drag my eyes back.
“Want a sip?”
A bored-looking lady is in the chair next to me. She taps the glass of red bubbly in her hand.
“Isn’t it a bit early?” Wait. What time is it? Evening? Night? Morning? It’s a blur.
She shrugs. “I thought you might need it. Misery loves company.”
“Are you miserable?” She doesn’t look unhappy. She just looks —- bored.
“Not me.” She takes a delicate sip. “Him.”
There’s a guy there in handcuffs. He’s wearing a black leather jacket with L and T emblazoned, stretched across his rippling back, crying, and babbling, “LT, I love you, I love you…”
He lifts his head, and omg, it’s – it’s Lee Min Ho!
“It’s Lee Min Ho!” I gasp.
“Who?” she frowns.
“That guy! The guy who’s looking at you like – like…what on earth did you do to him?”
“I haven’t the faintest idea.” She shrugs. “I’m just living my life, minding my own business, and the next thing I know, he’s barged into it. He posted a bunch of emo pictures on IG, and people are saying I broke his heart when…” A long, deep sigh. “I don’t even know how it got to this point…”
He shouts, “Turn around and look at me, LT! Look at me! Don’t ignore me!”
“See what I mean?” She shudders, takes another sip. “I filed a restraining order against him.”
“What?”
“That’s why I’m here.” She gets to her feet. “I’m off. Bye.”
There is a commotion at the door, as LMH suddenly breaks free and dives to the floor in front of her, rolls a few metres down and collides with a wall.
“Puh-lease,” LT mutters. Sidesteps him smoothly. And then she’s out the door, high heels click-clacking away, fading into the distance.
Three men pounce on LMH and haul him to his feet, as he howls, “NO. NO. NO. Don’t go. Don’t leave me, LT!”
A wild-eyed girl appears out of nowhere and throws herself at him, shrieking like a banshee.
She’s wearing a T-shirt which screams, in red: MINOZ FAMY ❤ LMH 4EVA.
A bunch of cops wrestle her to the ground, as LMH shouts, “I want a restraining order against HER!”
What is this???????????? Why does Lee Min Ho want a restraining order against this lovely girl in a cutie tee with pretty red texts on it???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
You gotta answer to this, scriptwriter!!!!!! This is a very lousy writing!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
June 20, 2021 at 12:37 AM
Letters to the Indifferent You.
@leetennant @ndlessjoie @hebang @bbstl @mmmmm @wapzy @wishfultoki @katakwasabi @trinpie @13infamyss @eazal
Scroll down…
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
June 20, 2021 at 12:40 AM
Dearest Indifferent You,
I cried noisy, angry tears today.
My eyeballs are pulsing with grief.
I said, Hi.
You said, Bye.
I love you.
Let me say it again.
I love you.
I ell-oh-vee-ee why-oh-you.
My love for you is true.
The sound of our heartbeats are one.
I am blooming before your very eyes —
I am just not sure into what as yet.
Last night I rang your doorbell.
You opened the door.
“I lov — ” I began.
You slammed the door on my face.
I am in pain.
I am in despair.
I gnash my teeth.
My molars are cracked.
But I will never give up.
Yours in torment,
You Know Whooo
LT is Irresistibly Indifferent and reminded of the slow march of death
June 20, 2021 at 12:45 AM
🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
mugyuljoie is preciousss
June 20, 2021 at 1:05 AM
Pretty sure the letters LT are in large print on the back of that white shirt.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
June 20, 2021 at 1:08 AM
He has LT tattooed on his forehead.
mugyuljoie is preciousss
June 20, 2021 at 9:21 AM
Of course.
WishfulToki
June 21, 2021 at 6:48 AM
LT followed him to Goryeo recently and watched him for 24 whole hours. I have done my part in breaking down her indifference. Hopefully YY doesn’t scare her off now 😂
mugyuljoie is preciousss
June 21, 2021 at 5:36 PM
I think she remained indifferent.
wapz
June 20, 2021 at 1:26 AM
🤣🤣🤣 Epic!
Eazal
June 20, 2021 at 1:47 AM
My molars are cracked…
Poor guy.
Is LT cruel? No, she’s just indifferent.
By the way… where is the cat, the evil twin and the robot?
FlyingTool
June 20, 2021 at 6:24 AM
Yes, the Important Questions!
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
June 20, 2021 at 6:30 PM
@bbstl‘s cat, Bobo, is scrutinising the cat script, to “protect the interests of all cats, upside down or otherwise. Meow.”
The evil twin is in Hot, Cold CEO’s mansion somewhere. Or maybe, outside.
And who is this robot chatacter? Forest Oppa is the only robot that comes to mind — the Clams dragged him off, last I remember.
Eazal
June 21, 2021 at 12:36 AM
I told you the evil twin could also be bot, sometime I think…
bbstl 🧹
June 21, 2021 at 1:32 PM
Well, Bobo is having his people review the cat script. Because we all just work for the cats.
Ally
June 20, 2021 at 5:00 AM
When did he come back? And how can she be so cruel? That doesn’t sound indifferent, it sounds like dislike! 🤣🤣🤣
Eazal
June 20, 2021 at 7:52 AM
She isn’t me cruel, Ally!!!
By the way… what about writing some LMwho’s theme and The Absolute Indifferent LT’s theme?
We need this!!!
Ally
June 20, 2021 at 5:30 PM
Shoot. All I have to do is get my bi-yearly continuing education journals read and another article to publish first—or I guess I can continue to procrastinate those. You’re evil. 😈Maybe even more than LT!
Ally
June 20, 2021 at 9:32 PM
Well, I actually just came up with something. I’m still mulling it over in my head. It’s definitely in G minor though, for LMH’s broken heart. But has flashes of C major, a very common and easy key to play in. Not saying LT is easy, she’s quite the opposite, but how doggedly LMH is pursuing her, he’s like a happy puppy and I think of happy puppies in C major. Yeah, puns all intended there. 🐶
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
June 21, 2021 at 12:19 AM
It will be titled, “The Indifferent Sonata”. A pair of ballerinas will prance indifferently at the side while the tune plays.
LT is Irresistibly Indifferent and reminded of the slow march of death
June 20, 2021 at 4:34 PM
He’s been stalking her for a while now, though.
Whomever he is
mmmmm
June 20, 2021 at 7:56 PM
He is your beloved LMWHo.🥺
🤣
LT is Irresistibly Indifferent and reminded of the slow march of death
June 20, 2021 at 8:04 PM
I refuse to upvote that
Ally
June 20, 2021 at 9:26 PM
I did it for her. I really 😂.
mmmmm
June 21, 2021 at 6:06 AM
I upvoted my comment, too, on behalf of the DB community. 😂
13infamyss
June 20, 2021 at 6:31 AM
Beautiful poetries come out whenever Lee Min Ho is involved. It’s amazing.
13infamyss
June 20, 2021 at 6:30 AM
Nihao Oppa! Why are your crying? Did YY make you cry. YY be nice to oppa. We only have one Lee Min Ho in this world
mmmmm
June 20, 2021 at 7:59 PM
I always support Famy and her oppa, YY and her ..well her something, and LT and her crush.
13infamyss
June 22, 2021 at 5:02 AM
We all live and breathe Lee Min Ho oppa! What a time to be alive!!!!
mmmmm
June 22, 2021 at 5:55 AM
🤣🤣🤣
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 27, 2020 at 9:49 PM
Chapter 8 of my book out is out. Cameos by: @ndlessjoie, @leetennant and LMH. Scroll down…
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 27, 2020 at 9:52 PM
CHAPTER 8: THE CANDY AND THE MYSTERIOUS STRANGER
There’s a pounding at the door.
THUMP THUMP THUMP
“I KNOW YOU’RE IN THERE!”
I freeze.
I know that voice.
“No! Don’t open —- ” I rush to block Babe’s path.
C R A S H !
The door goes flying as a guy barrels in like a tornado.
I shriek. Babe jumps.
“WHERE ARE YOU HIDING HER? WHERE ARE YOU HIDING MY LT?” the intruder, clad all in black, shouts.
“Who are you? How dare you barge into my house?” Babe is spluttering.
“Omg. It’s Lee Min Ho!”
“Lee Min Who?”
“WHERE IS SHE? WHERE DID YOU HIDE MY —– ”
All of a sudden, LMH stills. Lifts his head. Sniffs the air. Swings his eyes to where the splinters of wood dangle, hanging from the open doorway.
And then he’s off, like the devil is at his heels.
He climbs up and over the high gates and disappears.
“Hey! Hold up! You can’t just break into my house and run off!” Babe shouts.
The street is empty.
“Where is he?” Babe pants.
“He’s gone.”
“I’m calling the cops.” Babe stalks back into the house.
The world outside is a blue haze. So pretty. I twirl on my tippy toes. Breathe in the fresh, crisp air. It feels good to be free. To soak in the sunshine.
C L A P !
Thunder? What the —-
It starts to drizzle.
A leaf flies by, right on cue.
A cat rolls past lazily on its head, four paws up in the air. It blinks at me. “Meow.” I blink back.
“Open your eyes,” a voice says at my elbow.
I turn.
“AHHHH!” I shout.
A shadowy figure is at my elbow.
“Open your eyes.” A strange, disembodied voice.
“My eyes are open.”
“Open your eyes.”
“Quit saying that! My eyes are open!”
“They are open. But they see not.”
It points to a familiar figure a few metres down the street.
LMH.
He is running, head flung back, arms pumping at the sides, long legs flying. Right down the middle of the street.
He is running after a green bus.
“COME BACK, LT!” he bellows. “COME BACK TO ME-EEE!” He is crying, loud, wrenching sobs. “WA-AA WA-AA WA-AA WA-AA…”
Cars, honk, swerve madly. Drivers lean out of windows to shake their fists and curse after him. “Moron!” “You drunk?” “I’m calling the cops!” “You crazy lunatic!”
All the passengers in the bus are on their feet, pressed against the dusty windows, gawking.
Except for one.
A lone solitary figure sits, sips a glass of wine and yawns.
The bus lumbers on.
LMH continues to run. He is Forrest Gump on a mission. To reunite with the indifferent LT.
LMH ploughs down the street. Arms waving like a maniac, feet pounding, 200 metres behind the bus. Like that scene from Stairway to Heaven.
He runs past one block. Then two. A third.
“LT!” he shouts. “DON’T LEAVE ME, LT!”
And then it happens.
He stumbles, and falls, slo-mo. Crumples in a tangle of limbs on the gravel.
Up ahead, the bus draws further and further away.
Then:
His voice cracking, he whispers, “Stop, please. Someone, please stop that bus.”
“Meow.”
The upside-down cat rolls by on its head.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 27, 2020 at 9:57 PM
@egads @pakalanapikake @wishfultoki @katakwasabi @bbstl @parkchuna @ndlessjoie @outofthisworld
@coffeprince4eva @bcampbell1662
@cloggie @sicarius @azzo1 @ally-le @anothernicole
@bea818 @oppafangirl @korfan @kiara @hebang
@growingbeautifully @kethysk @13infamyss @hotcocoagirl
@snarkyjellyfish
@stpauligurl @moomoomoondog @raonah
@lugirl131415
@blnmom @sensationalfantasy @ayaan @kethysk
@leetennant
@maybemaknae
@juniebug
@pickleddragon
@trinpie
@waadmay
@eazal
Trinity 🍆
September 27, 2020 at 10:12 PM
Cat has returned! I was getting ready to drop this as my favorite character wasn’t getting much screentime but it has returned! It kept me on the edge of my seat to see what happened after that dramatic meow. 😻
Bravo! Well done! 👏
LT is Irresistibly Indifferent and reminded of the slow march of death
September 28, 2020 at 12:25 AM
Me too, although I think we’re referring to a different favourite character. It’s possible I need some therapy…
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 28, 2020 at 12:50 AM
🤣🤣🤣🤣
FlyingTool
September 28, 2020 at 8:47 AM
We all need therapy. It’s just a question of what kind…
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 28, 2020 at 4:50 PM
Every kind.
Eazal
September 27, 2020 at 10:51 PM
LMH needs to do some therapy, his (understandable) fixation on (indifferent) LT is putting his health in risk. At least he has the cat on his side… or not.
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 28, 2020 at 12:21 AM
Who? 😂
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 28, 2020 at 5:25 AM
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mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 28, 2020 at 5:26 AM
Sorry @13infamyss. I can’t resist that joke.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 28, 2020 at 9:02 PM
*GULPS* Famy won’t be laughing. *SWEATS*
Ayan
September 30, 2020 at 11:47 AM
Proud you worked the toothpicks in, great work!
Can’t wait to see if Candy will pick up any tips from LMH’s fan
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 27, 2020 at 9:54 PM
LMH jolts up, faster than you can say, “Famy is a minoz.”
“FOLLOW THAT BUS!” LMH roars to the cat.
The cat gives him a paws-up sign and rolls faster.
LMH slides into a faint.
The rain is falling harder.
“You want an umbrella?” The hooded figure croaks. It is wearing a long trenchcoat. Its face is hidden behind a fedora.
“Sure.”
It smacks its head. Once. Twice.
Maybe, it has a headache.
“Are you a zombie detective?” I ask chattily. “Is that why you’re wearing a long trenchcoat and a fedora?”
“Never you mind.” It holds its head in its hand and moves it up and down for two beats, and —-
—- an umbrella drops into its palm. A swarovski crystal studded umbrella.
WOW.
The mysterious stranger passes it to me. There is a marking on the handle. MUGYULJOIE, it reads.
“Thanks. Is that your name? Mugyuljoie?”
“Never you mind.”
“Are you a magician? Like David Blaine?”
“Never you mind.”
“Are you mafia?”
“Never you mind.”
“You have a hole in your skull.” It’s in the shape of an umbrella.
“Never you mind.”
The mysterious stranger reaches into a pocket and fishes out —–
—– two toothpicks.
It turns away from me. Bends down. Grunts. Its shoulders are shaking. Whatever it is doing is hard.
“What are you doing?”
“Never – grunt – you – grunt – mind – grunt – ”
It straightens. Swivels slowly back to me.
I blink.
The wooden X in its skull glares at me.
“Don’t you have a bandaid?”
“Never you mind.”
“Who are you?”
“You’ll find out soon.” A raspy whisper. ‘If you live long enough.”
A chill goes through me.
“What do you mean?”
“Might want to ask your boyfriend what happened to his fiancée.”
“His fiancée? You mean, Victoria?”
“No.” A harsh cackle. “Veronica. His first fiancée. Who disappeared five years ago. From this very house.”
CHENG CHENG CHENG
—- Insert dramatic melo music rising to a screeching crescendo. Thank you, toki! —-
Eazal
September 27, 2020 at 10:52 PM
OMG! The former fiancée!!!
Are you trying to tell us Babe IS the evil twin????
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 27, 2020 at 11:07 PM
It is a great twist, isn’t it? *BEAMS* Am pretty pleased with myself. Do you like the cat? I thought of you and @bbstl‘s cat and felt honur-bound to include it. And @trinpie was on the verge of giving up reading my story because of the non-catness in the previous chapters. *WIPES SWEAT* Almost lost a loyal reader there…
Eazal
September 27, 2020 at 11:25 PM
Everything is a Macguffin just to have the cat back, I’m pretty sure about that.
And this twist!! But I have faith in Babe. He surely was framed by the evil robot triplet. I have the feeling Cat can uncover the truth by biting some fake ankles…
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 28, 2020 at 12:49 AM
All this talk of robots is getting to me, so much so that when @leetennant posted CLIFFHANGER twice, I thought she wanted to create a drone effect, echoey robotic voice and all. *SHIVERS*
LT is Irresistibly Indifferent and reminded of the slow march of death
September 28, 2020 at 12:28 AM
This story about Indifferent LT is the best, she is the best character. But who’s that weird guy who was running after the bus?
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 28, 2020 at 12:50 AM
🤣🤣🤣🤣
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 28, 2020 at 5:27 AM
Who? (added for @13infamyss)
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 28, 2020 at 8:58 PM
@ndlessjoie Famy’s on the way, and you are so going to regret posting that W word.
FlyingTool
September 27, 2020 at 11:18 PM
OR Candy is the missing Veronica – she’s suffering from a combination of kdrama trope illnesses including amongst others, amnesia! That would explain why he can’t let go of Candy!
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 27, 2020 at 11:23 PM
Omo. Great twist.
Eazal
September 27, 2020 at 11:27 PM
And she suffers from amnesia and Babe can’t tell her he knows who she is because it will put her in danger because of the evil robot triplet, or the evil twin or something like that.
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 28, 2020 at 5:03 PM
I really do appreciate this darker twist YY. Thank you.
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 28, 2020 at 12:24 AM
I’m not sure if this is really me, or @sicarius after she murdered me because I stole her umbrella…
Eazal
September 28, 2020 at 12:36 AM
That’s what I was thinking. Maybe it’s @sicarius disguised as you? Maybe you’re in danger because you stole the umbrella and all you are saying is just a red herring to put Candy in danger and run away with the umbrella?
So many questions, so many theories…
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 28, 2020 at 5:22 AM
It’s @sicarius disguised as me. I put the dents in her head with her umbrella before I escaped to a warm sunny island.
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 28, 2020 at 5:01 PM
Oh so that’s why I’ve been awol lately is it… hmmmm do I need to probationally execute you again?
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 28, 2020 at 5:05 PM
Oh wait you said I already murdered you… well we could bring you back and murder you again… I’ll throw in a free assassination gift voucher.
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 28, 2020 at 5:05 PM
You’ll have to find me first. @sicarius
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 28, 2020 at 5:13 PM
Oh that shouldn’t be a problem. I’m very good at finding things.
stpauligurl
September 28, 2020 at 7:39 PM
Wait @sicarius, aren’t you already on a warm sunny island?
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 28, 2020 at 8:56 PM
…where LMH is…the bus ended its journey there. He is a mess, weeping on the sand.
“Hey.”
He glances up through blurry eyes…
“It’s me,” Famy whispers. “Your number 1 fan.”
LMH slides into a faint.
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 29, 2020 at 2:44 AM
@stpauligurl… Well it snowed here the other day so idk about sunny but it’s definitely some kind of island…
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 29, 2020 at 12:14 PM
I feel like @stpauligurl is being less than supportive here, but we do all fear the blades of @sicarius. And I’ve apologized to @13infamyss several times, but my time is probably running out – except @yyishere set it up so…
stpauligurl
September 29, 2020 at 1:27 PM
@ndlessjoie – less than supportive? No I’m just confused…….
but totally supportive – of whatever is going on here. And I’m enjoying the story and all the side comments…
Sorry if I gave you the wrong impression *face is turning red with embarrassment*
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 29, 2020 at 4:55 PM
@stpauligurl less supportive of my survival. I’ve already been beheaded once by @sicarius. I’m hoping to survive this drama, but it’s not looking good in ep. 8.
LT is Irresistibly Indifferent and reminded of the slow march of death
September 28, 2020 at 12:38 AM
It could be either or both. Because, as we know, all this is just an hallucination and soon Candy will wake up in her cell and realise it was all a dream – right before Sicarius puts her to death.
Eazal
September 28, 2020 at 12:56 AM
A cell or a padded room in a hospital?
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 28, 2020 at 5:02 PM
*sharpens knives*
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 28, 2020 at 5:06 PM
Now I’m a little scared. *hopes Candy puts up a good diversionary fight*
LT is Irresistibly Indifferent and reminded of the slow march of death
September 28, 2020 at 5:09 PM
Somehow I think Candy’s aegyo and lack of self-awareness won’t put up much of a fight @ndlessjoie
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 28, 2020 at 5:10 PM
She won’t stand a chance.
LT is Irresistibly Indifferent and reminded of the slow march of death
September 28, 2020 at 12:26 AM
CLIFFHANGER
LT is Irresistibly Indifferent and reminded of the slow march of death
September 28, 2020 at 12:26 AM
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YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 28, 2020 at 12:42 AM
I agonized over the double CLIFFHANGER’s, LT. It made me uneasy.
LT is Irresistibly Indifferent and reminded of the slow march of death
September 28, 2020 at 1:06 AM
My programming was glitching. I just needed to reboot.
bbstl 🧹
September 28, 2020 at 3:25 PM
But now I won’t be happy until I have cats on wheels emojis. Preferably drawn by @sicarius 😼
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 28, 2020 at 8:43 PM
What kind of wheels? Please elaborate. I’m thinking ToD with an upside-down cat, head on the accelerator, twitchy paws on the steering wheel.
bbstl 🧹
September 29, 2020 at 7:31 AM
Oh 😬 your cat is much more talented than mine, and less literal. Since I can’t figure out how to post it here, I will place a version of what I had in mind on my wall. And perhaps the 2nd version of upside-down cat is rolling down the street in a helmet with wheels on it. Yeah, that’s the ticket.
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 28, 2020 at 5:00 PM
OKAY SO I CAN’T FIND THE POST RIGHT NOW BUT I HAVE TO TELL YOU THIS
Once upon a time there was a post I made about @umbrellaman and how the ambiguousness of her db tag sparked my imagination, and I drew this wee doodle of a vigilante type figure, called the Ambiguous Umbrellaman; they wore a long trenchcoat and a Sou’wester hat, and wielded two swords disguised as umbrellas. (as per these: https://66.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7fg2284at1rxaylvo1_400.jpg)
And now, what with well It’s Ok’s umbrella, the various jokes about me and cane swords, AND THEN THIS— it’s like DB meta and lore just completes itself. (I will try and find the post and the drawing later.)
(tagging everyone BECAUSE IT’S IMPORTANT SORRY NOT SORRY
@egads @pakalanapikake @wishfultoki @katakwasabi @bbstl @parkchuna @ndlessjoie @outofthisworld @coffeprince4eva @bcampbell1662 @cloggie @azzo1 @ally-le @anothernicole @bea818 @oppafangirl @korfan @kiara @hebang @growingbeautifully @kethysk @13infamyss @hotcocoagirl @snarkyjellyfish @stpauligurl @moomoomoondog @raonah @lugirl131415 @blnmom @sensationalfantasy @ayaan @kethysk @leetennant @maybemaknae @juniebug @pickleddragon @trinpie @waadmay @eazal)
Ally
September 28, 2020 at 5:57 PM
I totally remember that! I think it was around summer 2017, but I can be totally making that up. Because I remember knowing she was a girl before you did while I was planning my Quebec trip, which would have been around that time. Good luck finding it!
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 28, 2020 at 6:00 PM
It was pretty early on in the new site yeah. I was so active in 2017 so it could be kinda hard cos I don’t have all my bookmarks right now! Hahaha
Ally
September 28, 2020 at 9:11 PM
Could you look on umbrellaman’s fan wall? Maybe she linked it?
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 29, 2020 at 2:41 AM
I FOUND IT!!!!
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September 28, 2020 at 11:24 PM
Is Umbrellaman a girl? If she’s a girl, why is she Umbrellaman and not Umbrellagirl? And…has it ever occurred to anyone that @ndlessjoie IS Umbrellaman? Maybe, sic is Umbrellaman? Maybe, I am Umbrellaman? @bbstl Sherlock, what do you think? And, more importantly, what does Bobo the Cat think?
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 29, 2020 at 2:41 AM
Lmao.
In all seriousness though the idea for the character actually literally came from a discussion surrounding @umbrellaman‘s gender and her handle, which, as for why her handle is that; she no longer remembers and thinks she probably just made it up on the fly. She likes the ambiguity of it though HENCE The Ambiguous UmbrellaMan.
WishfulToki
September 29, 2020 at 11:48 AM
This confusion over beanie’s gender seems to be a trend for @sicarius… 😂😂 I didn’t get a portrait but I’m sure I saved a certain conversation somewhere.
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 29, 2020 at 4:09 PM
@wishfultoki hey now, first of all, the time with you wasn’t my fault, not exactly anyway, and also with Umbrellaman it was a civilised q about her username, no confusion or misgendering involved thank you very much 😂😂😂
(also I totally found that legendary thread about yours yesterday looking for this and good news! It’s still hilarious to read through to this day!)
stpauligurl
September 28, 2020 at 7:36 PM
this:
“The mysterious stranger reaches into a pocket and fishes out —–
—– two toothpicks.”
is everything I need right now…
bbstl 🧹
September 29, 2020 at 7:26 AM
For reals, I shrieked when I read that.
WishfulToki
September 29, 2020 at 11:52 AM
Yay, I have made it! This is my debut as a music producer in kdramas!
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September 24, 2020 at 9:49 PM
Chapter 7 of my book is out. Dedicated to @katakwasabi and SSR. Scroll down…
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September 24, 2020 at 9:51 PM
CHAPTER 7: THE CANDY AND THE FOREHEAD
“You can stay here till you’re well enough to go home.” He rakes a hand through his hair.
Home? That crappy rooftop? Are you kidding?
Home is here. With you, babe.
But, of course, I can’t say that, can I? My babe’s looking frazzled. There are purplish rings under his eyes. The bruise on his forehead glowers at me. My heart aches. Don’t you fret, babe. I’m here now. I’ll take care of you. I’ll —-
—- Mumble mumble —-
He’s grunting something, staring at a point above my head. He is resolutely trying not to lock eyes with me. Because he knows one glance would shatter that resolve of his. He is weak around me.
“What was that, babe?” All that stuff before? Water under the bridge. We’re puzzle pieces, two halves of a whole. I am him, and he is —–
—— “Victoria understands.”
What?
I go still. Frozen. My rosebud lips shrivel, tighten to a thin line. My nostrils flare. I am frothing white breath, and it’s not even winter. I am that angry.
I am mad. Shaking with fury. If I were a zombie, I would hurl myself at him right now, sink my teeth into that neck, rip out that lousy two-timing heart —–
I snap my eyes to the coward.
His chest is heaving and he’s looking at me with wide Bambi eyes. He looks like he might run out the door and never come back.
I growl. He jumps. I stomp to the doorway and plant my body there. He’d have to kill me to get past me. And there’s not a chance of that happening. Because I’d kill him first.
I let out a little breathy huff.
“Victoria knows about us?”
“About you.” He winces. “There is no us. Remember? I thought I made it clear that…” He’s upset. Naturally. Denying your heart’s desire is a painful thing. His mouth is a slash of tension. His jaw is clenched so tight I know there’s a hairline fracture there with my name on it. An X-ray technician will be astounded to see the word CANDY etched into his bones one day.
Poor babe.
Just like that, my rage evaporates.
I look long and deep into his eyes. Two black pools of pain. Loving me has done this to him. It’s tearing him up.
I need to show him that I understand. That our mouths may not be able to say it out loud, but our actions can. We belong together. I am Babe. Babe is me. Babe and Candy. It has a nice ring to it. Like Heathcliff and Catherine.
“I’ll take a shower,” I say, soft and sweet. “Thank you for everything.” I droop my head like a bruised little flower. Loll it from side to side, like a zombie. He lets out a yelp. Babe’s so nervy. His passion for me is taking such a toll on him.
“I’ll be out of here…” I squeeze out a tear, let it roll down my right cheek. “Just as soon as I’m done…”
He stares at me. A sad little kitten. Unwanted. Unloved. Womp. Womp.
“Okay, I’ll leave you to it then,” he turns, but not before I see something flit across his face. Relief? No-uh. It must have been sadness. The door closes softly. Yep. Definitely sadness.
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September 24, 2020 at 9:53 PM
I squirt a whole bottle of lavendar shower gel over me. Dump a bottle of lavendar shampoo on my hair. I scrub and scratch every inch of my body till every clump of caked mud is gone. Then I throw myself on the wet tiles and roll about, scour my body up and down and side to side till I feel my skin tingle and smart. Sometimes, you get these pesky little bits and pieces of slime and dirt and grass that tend to stick in the most awkward parts. I once carried a bug’s severed head with me for three weeks, can you believe it? It was wedged between my third and fourth toes.
I almost scream when I see my reflection in the mirror. My hair is so long I don’t look like myself anymore. I look a wild-eyed, jagged-haired stranger. I don’t recognize this person.
“WHO ARE YOU?” I shout. This thing in the mirror opens her mouth so big it scares me. Her eyes are two glittering holes of hate. “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO CANDY” I bellow.
Oh, wait. It’s me —-
Geez. Lost it for a moment.
Candy is cute.
I don’t look cute.
I don’t look like Candy.
Bad. This is very bad.
I need to do something fast. I’m competing for my babe’s heart. Against beautiful, elegant Victoria, with her perfect face and her perfect hair.
I spot the pair of scissors in a plastic holder and I know what I have to do.
I pull down a hank of hair over my forehead, and snip it off.
The eyes in my reflection are crazy big and maniacal.
But I look beautiful. I love me.
I’m back. Me. Candy. Cute, sweet Candy.
My new bangs are slightly crooked. Never mind. I’ll snip them to even them out.
Damn. The right is a bit too long. I grit my teeth —– I need to see a dentist soon, all this teeth gnashing is harming my molars —– and snip again.
I snip and snip and snip.
Ten minutes later.
I stand back and beam at myself in the mirror.
I look so cute.
Picture this. You’re a kid and your frugal mom, who only goes to the salon to get her own hair done, puts a bowl over your head and cuts beneath the rim.
That’s what I see smiling back at me.
I look like I got my hair cut by bending too close to a shredder.
And there are four layers to the bangs, somehow. My bangs are spiky little wisps that wave at me exactly 0.05 cm from the edge of my scalp.
My forehead is a smooth gleaming desert, my bangs the scrubs.
Damn, I look good.
I open the door. Step into the living hall.
“Babe.”
He’s standing directly in front of an open window.
He swings his head to me, and I gasp.
He’s showered and changed, and his hair is a curtain of dark, thick silk blanketing his forehead.
He’s snuffed out his forehead.
My babe is spotting bangs. Just like me.
Oh, my God.
He’s telling me what I already know.
We are bangs-spotting soulmates. Two halves of a puzzle. We fit. Candy and Babe. Babe and Candy. He is me. I am him.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 24, 2020 at 10:10 PM
*shrubs, not scrubs*
bbstl 🧹
September 25, 2020 at 10:52 AM
Ah. The “scrubs” really threw me 🤔
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September 24, 2020 at 10:58 PM
*I look LIKE a wild-eyed…*
Gah. So many typos. This is undermining my reputation.
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September 24, 2020 at 10:01 PM
“Babe.” I step out of the shadows.
He blinks. Takes a step backward. His hair slaps against his forehead, a black band strapped against his skin. Oddly familiar. I watched a drama called Perfume once. Shin Sung Rok navigated the ups and downs of his life with the same impenetrable wall, he hid the love in his heart and the pain of his past, barricading himself behind his forehead fortress for 16 episodes. Like my babe and (Hey, kat! What’s up, buddy?) —— W-what was that?? This just flashed into my head —–
I blink back my tears. Oh, babe. I see you. That hair can’t shield you. I see what you’re trying to hide.
“What do you think of my hair?” My voice is a husky whisper. I spin. Blow a breath.
He’s staring at me. His eyes open wide. He’s got his entire soul compressed in those orbs and they’re the colour of love.
Silence.
Then: “You look…” A pause, pregnant with emotion “….g-great.” A slight tremor. His face contorts, as if he is in pain. The way a man looks when he’s confronted with beauty he’s stupidly rejecting out of noble idiocy.
Is that all he has to say? I am tempted to push him through the open window. He must have sensed this, because he steps three paces off to the side before adding, “You have a large enough forehead that you can get away with short bangs.” He claps a hand over his mouth the moment he says this. He looks a little shaken. He’s allowed my beauty to make him waiver, to say things he shouldn’t. It’s tantamount to a confession.
Oh, babe.
He’s so sweet I’m floored.
I draw a huge lungful of breath and the effort makes my eyebrows arch so high, they nearly touch my bangs. “You look good, too, babe.”
My eyes well with tears.
“That covered forehead looks absolutely stunning on you.” My voice breaks.
He makes a strange keening sound.
My babe is so overwhelmed he can’t say a word.
Kairoskat 💐
September 24, 2020 at 10:28 PM
I’m just happy SSR is not candy’s new victim. Phew.
I don’t feel sorry for babe anymore, he should have ran away eons ago. I dunno why he’s still around crazy candy 🤔.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 24, 2020 at 11:01 PM
As if I would hurt SSR. Really, kat.
Kairoskat 💐
September 25, 2020 at 3:25 AM
My worries is based on how crazy candy is 😭. Sooner or later candy will prowl for a new victim when she’s bored with babe.
Eazal
September 24, 2020 at 11:22 PM
Victim? Candy only has eyes for Babe!!
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 25, 2020 at 2:00 AM
I think Victoria is at the most likely next victim, although she apparently understands that Cold Hot CEO is a magnet.
WishfulToki
September 25, 2020 at 9:41 AM
“Victoria” means victory, so um, I don’t know if we’re heading towards a melodramatic tragic ending for Candy? Show is already dark as it is.
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 25, 2020 at 10:25 AM
I think Candy can take her.
Trinity 🍆
September 24, 2020 at 10:33 PM
Candy creeps me out more and more 😬
When will the cats make another cameo? 😿
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September 24, 2020 at 10:59 PM
Soon, trin. Soon.
Eazal
September 24, 2020 at 11:23 PM
Candy needs therapy…
Maybe the hot CEO has a twin brother who is a doctor? Who would see that twist coming?
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 25, 2020 at 1:58 AM
I really want him to be triplets. The one with the head injury is now an amnesiac.
Eazal
September 25, 2020 at 2:54 AM
Wow. Yes, please!!
bbstl 🧹
September 25, 2020 at 10:56 AM
One Babe and two robot clones *nods heatedly*
Eazal
September 25, 2020 at 11:30 AM
@bbstl what about one Babe, a twin brother and an evil robot clone?
bbstl 🧹
September 26, 2020 at 9:12 AM
@eazal OH, what a great twist! 👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼 . . . And only CANDY can tell them apart! 😬
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September 24, 2020 at 10:55 PM
*waver, not waiver*
WishfulToki
September 25, 2020 at 9:46 AM
I’ll give you a pass. The typos add meaning. *BEAMS*
LT is Irresistibly Indifferent and reminded of the slow march of death
September 25, 2020 at 2:28 AM
She’s still hallucinating I see.
Ally
September 25, 2020 at 4:15 AM
She must be in a coma. I can’t reason it any other way.
FlyingTool
September 25, 2020 at 8:13 AM
Could be she took the blue pill? And YY, as the architect, built different rules based on kdrama tropes.
Where’s Neo?
bbstl 🧹
September 25, 2020 at 10:54 AM
You’re the doctor! 👍🏼
FlyingTool
September 25, 2020 at 8:03 AM
Chapter 8 coming up – will we get the traditional emotional content of kdrama episode 8? And what YY twist will we get?
And when I read “ The bruise on his forehead glowers at me. “ I flashed this image of the inner third eye opening Highlighted by purple bruises like eyeliner… just a bit bloodshot.
And when I read “a strange keening sound” why did I flash an image of robot innards shredding? Hmmm…
And a question – is hair like shrubs at the edge of a desert an improvement over hair like a halo of dried ramen noodles? Or is Candy’s head a judgement free zone?
And why do I imagine the Vagabond team in desert camouflage stepping out of the shrubs?
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 25, 2020 at 10:32 AM
Perhaps the twist will be that Victoria and Candy discover a love for each other after realizing that Cold Hot CEO isn’t all they thought he was? Or they each get their very own CHCEO because he really is triplets?
Eazal
September 25, 2020 at 11:35 AM
What if Victoria and Candy are step sisters and Candy was abandoned and she can’t remember anything before she was 8? Candy lost her memory in a car accident cause by Babe’s dad that happened while Babe was in the back seat? I’m missing some childhood connection.
WishfulToki
September 25, 2020 at 12:30 PM
This is highly likely 😂
Mr A Babe is so full of guilt that he’s been watching/suffering over Candy all these years. That’s probably why he bailed her out of jail instead of feeding her to Sicarius.
FlyingTool
September 25, 2020 at 2:41 PM
Where does the bandaid come in? Usually in these childhood meetings, there is a cute bandaid involved!
WishfulToki
September 25, 2020 at 1:01 PM
I wonder if Candy should try playing an instrument or singing to melt Me A Babe’s heart completely. Or a musical face-off with Victoria.
(I may later regret writing this).
WishfulToki
September 25, 2020 at 1:02 PM
*Mr. A Babe
The typos are contagious! 😂
FlyingTool
September 25, 2020 at 2:43 PM
I’m looking forward to YY’s description of Candy’s singing voice. What sound imagery will she evoke? can’t wait!
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September 25, 2020 at 6:27 PM
Hm…
FlyingTool
September 25, 2020 at 9:14 PM
Perhaps Candy’s dulcet tones will find the resonant frequencies of Cold Hot’s skeletal structure, *literally* shaking him to his core?
WishfulToki
September 25, 2020 at 10:33 PM
Like fingernails on chalkboard maybe?
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 26, 2020 at 2:12 AM
But when do I get to kill somebody.
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September 24, 2020 at 10:03 PM
@egads @pakalanapikake @wishfultoki @katakwasabi @bbstl @parkchuna @ndlessjoie @outofthisworld
@coffeprince4eva @bcampbell1662
@cloggie @sicarius @azzo1 @ally-le @anothernicole
@bea818 @oppafangirl @korfan @kiara @hebang
@growingbeautifully @kethysk @13infamyss @hotcocoagirl
@snarkyjellyfish
@stpauligurl @moomoomoondog @raonah
@lugirl131415
@blnmom @sensationalfantasy @ayaan @kethysk
@leetennant
@maybemaknae
@juniebug
@pickleddragon
@trinpie
@waadmay
@eazal
Ayan
September 25, 2020 at 1:31 PM
Poor Mr Babe, I just want him to get out of there! Maybe find a new identity and go into hiding from candy.
Loving Candy’s new hair cut, did you see my message about how I hacked my hair the other day? I guess if you look from the right angle, it is a decent cut 🙂
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September 25, 2020 at 6:37 PM
I missed that, ayan, lol. It happened to me, I decided to cut my bangs because it was so long, and it seemed like the easiest thing to do. Just trim with a pair of scissors, how hard could that be, right. I snipped and hair flew all over the sink. So I wetted my bangs, and snipped again. But wetted hair clumps together. Then I had to spread it out. It dried, but shrank by like a cm. So horrific. I kept snipping and snipping because when it dried, the ends weren’t even. By the time I was done, it was a disaster. Went to work, and my co-worker stared at me, and said, “You cut your bangs.” And then she added, “Never mind. Hair grows real fast.” I had to walk around with my head down for two weeks.
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September 25, 2020 at 6:41 PM
The worst thing was I had to stand in front of a room and do a presentation. The silence that greeted me, the eyes that stayed on my forehead for an hour…I still cringe when I think of it.
FlyingTool
September 25, 2020 at 9:10 PM
Never let them see you bleed.
That was my motto and bottom line attitude when I was in the mode of giving presentations.
Ayan
September 26, 2020 at 1:51 AM
Yeah the bangs are the hardest to do! But it will grow back!!
The first few days are hard but people will forget!
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September 16, 2020 at 3:45 AM
Chapter 6 of my book is out! Dedicated to @sicarius. Scroll down…
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September 16, 2020 at 3:46 AM
CHAPTER 6: CANDY AND THE NINJA
“Hello?” I whisper. “Babe, is that you?”
“Candy…?” Hesitant. “You’re in jail…? But, how —– ” Because it’s all your damn fault, you dummy!
I breathe in. Breathe out. Stay calm now, Candy. I’ve got to butter him up. Make him feel bad.
I pitch my voice two notches higher.
“It’s a long story,” my voice is wobbling. I don’t even have to fake it. Because I’m shivering. My knees are knocking together. My goosebumps are popping up all over my back. Which is kind of a nice surprise —– I’d thought THAT part of my anatomy was dead. So, yay.
“Can you get me out of here?” A burst of icy wind rushes in from the open window. “I’m – I’m s-scared…” The tremor in my voice is real. My bones are quaking. My teeth are chattering.
“Candy…” His voice has softened even more. It’s working. His heart is breaking. He must be blaming himself. I give myself a silent high-five. I. Am. So. Good.
Here’s the thing.
Everyone knows a Candy would die rather than admit that she’s afraid. So for me to actually say it out LOUD, to HIM, no less —- well, it’s a HUGE deal. Earth-shattering, in fact. C’mon, it takes like 12 episodes to TRUST the hero enough to acknowledge your weaknesses in a typical prideful Candy-centred drama! And that I’m telling him now? It’s BIG. A giant step forward in our relationship, and it marks a shift —– hold on, he’s mumbling something —–
“I’m sorry, but I really can’t do this with you anymore…”
What????
He’s supposed to say he’s coming to bust me out of jail like right now!
“We have nothing…” His voice shrinks. A bad connection. Or maybe it’s the blood pounding in my head. I could kill him. I could seriously K I L L him right now. His voice returns, hard in my ear, “…I’m sorry…” Shrivels again. I want to T H R O T T L E him, put my hands around his throat and
S Q U E E Z E —–
A second later, he’s at full volume. “Please don’t contact me anymore —– ”
“Babe, I miss you,” I cut in.
Fast-thinking, that’s me.
A Candy’s gotta do what a Candy’s gotta do. I can’t just lie back and whimper. Yoda whispers in my ear every night: “Do, or do not. There is no try.” Sometimes, I murmur back. And when I’m in a good mood, I hold longer conversations with him.
I hear you, Yoda. Loud and clear.
I’m going to fight for every inch of my babe. Even if it kills me. Or him.
A beat of silence.
Then: “Candy…” A sigh. I can hear him breathing.
“Babe, I miss…” And it spouts from me in a torrent, water pluming from a drain. Or a burst pipe, like the one in my kitchen.
“I miss your eyebrows.”
“I miss your smile.” His mouth twitching, trying so hard to resist my allure. And failing each time.
“I miss your nostrils.” The way they flare, breathe in my intoxicating scent of rank sweat, stale onions and cheap soap.
“I miss your throat.” The desperate bobbing of his Adam’s apple, fighting in vain for some semblance of control.
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September 16, 2020 at 3:53 AM
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@coffeprince4eva @bcampbell1662
@cloggie @sicarius @azzo1 @ally-le @anothernicole
@bea818 @oppafangirl @korfan @kiara @hebang
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September 16, 2020 at 3:48 AM
“I miss your stubble.” The feel of it. Scratchy, like sandpaper. The perfect foil for the smattering of blackheads on my chin.
“Your butt.” Apple-shaped. Toned, but not overly.
“Your forehead.”
“Your chest.”
“Your abs.”
“Your legs.”
“Your veins.”
“Your cheekbones.”
“Your teeth.”
A pause.
“I miss you so much.”
Another pause.
I love you. I am about to say it, but I stop myself in time.
Candy doesn’t say I LOVE YOU till Episode 14. That’s safe. I think. If she says it early, like around Episode 8, you can be sure all hell is going to break loose, and she’ll fall down the stairs, knock her head and develop amnesia. Or the guy will fall down the stairs, knock HIS head, and develop amnesia. So, yeah, I’m not going to jinx myself here.
There’s a silence, long and deep. I breathe.
“But, Candy,” he tells me, gently, “you —- ”
A click.
The line goes dead.
“WHAT THE HELL!” I shout.
“Time’s up,” the guard shrugs.
“In here.” The guard unlocks the cell.
I feel my skin prickle. Eyes are watching me. I sidle in, keeping my head down. I’ve watched a ton of prison dramas and movies, okay? The trick is to play smart and keep a low profile.
The door clangs shut.
I stare at my feet. Stay calm. Don’t panic. Start counting. One. Two. Three. Four —–
“Hey.”
I freeze.
“Hey, you down there.”
My head swings up. Slowly.
There’s someone sitting up there. Like wayyyyy up there. Perched up high on the wall, legs crossed.
“Hey,” I whisper. Swallow.
“I’m Sic. Who’re you?” She’s got on a black balaclava. Like a ninja. Maybe she’s a ninja. Maybe that’s how she got up there.
“I’m Candy.” Swallow again. “Nice to meet you, ma’am.”
“Ma’am?” She cracks up, her shouders shaking.
“Ha-ha. Ha-ha,” I join in her laughter desperately. She stops laughing. Fixes me with a stare that chills me to the bone.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Uh. I was just —- uh, happy to meet you.” My palms are sweating.
“My name is Sic.”
“Okay. Sure…Sic.” Breathe. “Whatever you say, Sic.”
“What are you in for?”
“Being a public nuisance. Destroying private and public property. You?” I say timidly.
“Shitposting.”
“Uh, okay.”
“Do you know what shitposting is?”
“No.” I dart my eyes toward the cell door. Where’s the guard? “Not really.”
“Don’t you want to ask what shitposting is? Don’t you even want me to EXPLAIN WHAT SHITPOSTING IS?” She is shouting. Oh, God. Help. Get me out of here, please. Somebody. Anybody. And —-
—– she’s standing. Oh, my God. How’s she even doing that? She’s standing, her feet on the wall, her body bent sideways, parallel to the floor below, like a scene from The Matrix.
Wait. She WAS standing. She isn’t standing. Not anymore.
Because —–
—– she’s taken off with a grunt.
She’s barrelling into the air, arms glued to her sides. Like Ultraman.
And then she makes six convulated loops, stretches out her arms wide, makes a turn, and plunges down. Headed straight for me.
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 17, 2020 at 2:06 AM
😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
I mean yeah, DON’T YOU KNOW WHAT SHITPOSTING IS? kekekeke
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 16, 2020 at 3:50 AM
She lands with a loud THUMP that rattles the walls, her bare feet arrowed to the floor.
Right in front of me.
Like one, short stride from me.
“Candy.” A snarl.
She takes one step forward, and we’re nose to nose.
My blood curdles.
“Hey, Sic,” I squeak.
“Candy.”
“Y-yes, S-sic?”
Sic stretches out a black-gloved hand, palms up. “Watch.” Wriggles her fingers, and ——-
C R E A K
——– a blade pushes out off the tip of her index finger. Slowly. Noisily.
It’s coated with brown stuff. I squint to see better.
It’s R U S T.
CREAK CREAK CREAK CREAK CREAK CREAK CREAK CREAK CREAK
It takes ten excruciating minutes and 55 seconds —– I counted —– but, finally, it’s out.
I’ve never seen a sadder, rustier blade in my life.
I open my mouth to tell Sic to get a tetanus jab ASAP, but before I can say anything ——
“You in the boxers.”
I turn.
The guard’s unlocking the door.
The door clacks open.
“But who —— how —– ”
The guard shrugs.
“Gentleman there bailed you out.”
There’s someone standing in the middle of the hallway. Tall, straight, a glimmer of purple and red in the middle of his forehead, shimmering like a third eye.
It’s him.
M. A. Babe.
MY babe.
“Candy.”
“Babe,” I whisper. “You came.”
I burst into tears.
Ally
September 16, 2020 at 4:32 AM
What!? ????!!!!! Was sic going to kill her with that Logan-Xman-like rusty sword? Is Candy hallucinating again? Is she unconscious? So many questions, so little answers.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 16, 2020 at 4:48 AM
Gee, ally. Who knows?
LT is Irresistibly Indifferent and reminded of the slow march of death
September 16, 2020 at 12:44 PM
Neither Sic or MA Babe are real.
This is how I know.
1. Sic is not wearing a tophat or carrying an umbrella sword.
2. MA Babe would not come and bail her out
3. The best minor character isn’t even in this chapter
Candy is clearly having some kind of weird hallucination.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 16, 2020 at 5:18 PM
🤣🤣🤣🤣
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 17, 2020 at 2:08 AM
This.
Ally
September 17, 2020 at 11:15 AM
As I suspected! Thanks the he analysis—totally logical. Unfortunately, logic has never been Candy’s strong suit.
Ayan
September 16, 2020 at 4:34 AM
You’ve outdone yourself YY Poor sic, she should get the tetanus shot 🙂
I can’t believe he showed up 😂😂😂😂
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 16, 2020 at 4:41 AM
Me, neither! He just showed up!
Kairoskat 💐
September 16, 2020 at 5:05 AM
Questions….what episode number are we at? And…who is this new M. A. Babe?! Run babe run from candy!!! 😱
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 16, 2020 at 6:49 AM
M. A. Babe is Cold Hot CEO’s new Candy given nickname, or is he? Maybe he’s twins or even triplets.
bbstl 🧹
September 16, 2020 at 7:23 AM
Or … his clone? His robot clone? He’s a rich guy, he could totally have a robot clone 🤷🏼
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 16, 2020 at 7:38 AM
I want to see this twist and when I die at the end of the swarovski crystal studded umbrella (@yyishere 🤬) you’ll know it was really my robot clone.
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 17, 2020 at 2:10 AM
Gasps. Me killing @ndlessjoie with an Umbrella Cane Sword would be very on brand…
Eazal
September 16, 2020 at 6:50 AM
I also need to know, but I guess we’re so where between 8 and 14??
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 16, 2020 at 7:26 AM
Does it matter? It’s like a long-running soap opera. I could still be writing this ten years from now.
Eazal
September 16, 2020 at 8:47 AM
and I would read it!
I just hope Candy gets some new clothes.
I’m kind of concerned she may get a bad cold.
It’s not the right time to go around coughing and in high fever. Candy could end up isolated in a hospital.
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 16, 2020 at 5:08 AM
M. A. Babe’s actions prove that he really needs to see a doctor about the latest blow to his head. Perhaps he was just worried about Candy freezing to death in his boxers (they’re his, right?).
I’m having a hard time wrapping my head around Sic having a rusty blade. Maybe a rusty swarovski crystal encrusted skull umbrella, but an unsharpened blade?
Kairoskat 💐
September 16, 2020 at 5:37 AM
Methinks it’s sic doppelganger. Real sic won’t keep a rusty blade, real sic blades are sharp and not rusty 🗡.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 16, 2020 at 5:53 AM
🗡🤺
FlyingTool
September 16, 2020 at 12:20 PM
Does this mean that we can look forward to a scene with the one true Sic and all her doppelgängers?
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 17, 2020 at 2:11 AM
@hebang *steeples fingers*
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 17, 2020 at 2:11 AM
These people know me better than I know myself. *Wipes year from eye* I’m so proud of you all.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 16, 2020 at 5:47 AM
Maybe I’ll have YOU appear in my next chapter, muggie. Maybe I’ll have the rusty swarovski crystal encrusted skull umbrella embedded into YOUR skull, muggie, in my next chapter. ☂️🌂💀☠
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 16, 2020 at 6:47 AM
😳🤣
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 16, 2020 at 7:15 AM
I like your first emoji. The eyes say it all.
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 17, 2020 at 2:12 AM
I did temporarily remove her head from her shoulders once. It was only a probational death though because I m a merciful ruler 😉
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 16, 2020 at 6:53 AM
The bright side is that I won’t have to worry about a tetanus shot.
WishfulToki
September 16, 2020 at 12:12 PM
*audience gasp*
I will mind what I say from now on. I don’t want to end up impaled on a t*k kebab.
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 16, 2020 at 1:10 PM
😂 Where oh where is my dimple depth measuring device emoji?
FlyingTool
September 16, 2020 at 6:27 PM
@ndlessjoie, it turns out that Amazon sells, believe it or not, telescoping Titanium toothpicks. One with a depth scale etched into the Titanium pick seems like the perfect accessory for Our @yyishere!
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 16, 2020 at 8:17 PM
@hebang OMG. Are you trying to drive me
N U T S????? *FLAILING* 😲😲😲😲
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 17, 2020 at 2:13 AM
Titanium toothpicks my day has been made
stpauligurl
September 17, 2020 at 5:48 AM
I love where this is going, or should I say into?
*off to check Amazon for those toothpicks*
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 17, 2020 at 9:28 AM
@hebang Now I want one! *considers how to immortalize it on desk*
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 17, 2020 at 10:00 AM
@hebang I’ve now purchased the perfect Christmas gift for myself. One that will bring me year-round delight. Hopefully I’ll remember to post a photo for @yyishere‘s amusement and mortification.
stpauligurl
September 16, 2020 at 6:27 AM
And just when I thought Candy was going to lose it…
Instead I’m aghast at the turn this story is taking! WOW
Are you sure that brown stuff is rust, and not chocolate? I mean rust is usually red and chocolate is brown. Just sayin…….
Eazal
September 16, 2020 at 6:51 AM
Are you sure it wasn’t really a Chocolate Melona?
Kairoskat 💐
September 16, 2020 at 7:02 AM
There’s a chocolate melona?! 😱
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 16, 2020 at 7:40 AM
There is now.
Eazal
September 16, 2020 at 8:34 AM
It’s a wild guess, but is there anything not wild about Candy? Or Sic?
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 17, 2020 at 2:14 AM
No @eazal 😉
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 16, 2020 at 7:10 AM
If Candy says it’s brown rust, it’s brown rust. Candy makes the rules in her Candy World. Candy could hack up Babe into a thousand pieces one chapter, and he’ll be strutting about, glued as new the next chapter. *BEAMS*
FlyingTool
September 16, 2020 at 12:09 PM
Brown rust – such a classic old school way to refer to dried blood… though if Candy say’s it’s rust, it must be rust … until it isn’t?
WishfulToki
September 16, 2020 at 12:15 PM
*gulps*
This story is turning dark. We’re definitely in the second half of the show.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 16, 2020 at 9:22 PM
*gulping with you* @hebang keeps creeping me out. First the mound of spirits, then the flying dutchman reference, now dried blood. *shivers*
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 17, 2020 at 2:14 AM
Sorry not sorry
stpauligurl
September 17, 2020 at 5:52 AM
Thank you for such a fun (?) way to NOT have to think about all the crap that is going on in the world.
I’d much rather follow Candy and her rusty chocolate melona flavored t**ks while
shreddingstalking her man…Go for it!
Eazal
September 16, 2020 at 6:52 AM
I am really relieved Candy misses his teeth. I was reading and reading all that she was missing and teeth were not there… but, yes! At the end!
Relieved 😅
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 16, 2020 at 7:13 AM
I was going to bring in The Cat, Eazal, but I ran out of time. My delivery guy was almost at my gate.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 16, 2020 at 7:14 AM
I kind of feel empty without the mention of The Cat…
bbstl 🧹
September 16, 2020 at 7:25 AM
You? What about Bobo and me 😾?
Although maybe I’m a little glad that cat didn’t have to go to jail.
FlyingTool
September 16, 2020 at 12:05 PM
The cat or the cat’s smile could have been hanging with Sic on the wall…
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 16, 2020 at 9:18 PM
@bbstl I had a bolster named Bobo. It was so stinky that everytime I sniffed it it made me drowsy. I had it for many, many years. One day, Bobo disintegrated. Its body split apart and its insides spilled out. I had to throw it into the trash. I was very sad for a week. RIP, Bobo.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 16, 2020 at 9:56 PM
@bbstl Is your Bobo a boy or a girl cat?
bbstl 🧹
September 17, 2020 at 8:56 AM
A bolster. Like a pillow? How did it become stinky? What made it spontaneously combust like that? Why did it have a name?
Bobo is a boy and his name is actually the Korean word for kiss which I cannot type here because I can’t find where my Korean keyboard is hiding, what the hell??? Phhhhtttt, anyway 😽
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 17, 2020 at 6:53 PM
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September 18, 2020 at 1:49 AM
@bbstl The answers.
Bobo was a long, cylindrical pillow.
Bobo was short for bolster.
I had it from the age of 4.
It came apart when I was 14.
The cotton wool inside fell out of the tears.
It stank because I drooled, snorted and sweated into it for 10 years.
Eazal
September 18, 2020 at 4:04 AM
I know the feeling about Bobo.
I had that feeling about Pinky-White (guess what colour it was).
My dad also gave it to me when he came when he came back from a business trip.
It still looks at me from my bedroom in my dad’s room.
bbstl 🧹
September 18, 2020 at 7:24 AM
Thank you for all the answers.
I too had a (nameless) pillow from which I would not separate and told my mother that it would be in a museum (The Museum of Me?) one day 🤦🏼♀️ I should probably talk about that with my therapist 🤔
FlyingTool
September 16, 2020 at 5:36 PM
But there was no mention of fingers, or hands. Does that mean there’s no hope of hand/finger p.o.r.n? Sigh…or, MAYBE @yyishere has something even more interesting in the works?!!!
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 16, 2020 at 10:11 PM
Maybe I’ll explore the theme of chest hair soon. I could delve into the scarcity or abundance of hair follicles on hot chests, mechanical waxing/manual plucking etc etc. In which case, I would have to rely on the wisdom of @poliwag, who spent six years researching this hairy subject, @diana-hansen, who lies awake at night, pondering the vexing Waxing Question, and @ndlessjoie, our Hair Expert, who raised the troubling issue of Dwindling Chest Hair as a drama plays out…
stpauligurl
September 17, 2020 at 5:54 AM
😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
you must be smoking or drinking something really potent!
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 17, 2020 at 2:28 AM
Where do I even start… 😂😂😂😂😂
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 13, 2020 at 7:18 AM
The Metamorphosis of LT
“…from stone cold indifference to a deafening silence…”
@leetennant @13infamyss @ndlessjoie @katakwasabi @wishfultoki @bbstl @sicarius
13infamyss
September 13, 2020 at 7:23 AM
Found a better image for you YY. Welcome
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 13, 2020 at 7:35 AM
He is so cute! Dang. What did I just say?
13infamyss
September 13, 2020 at 1:52 PM
You said the truth.
WishfulToki
September 13, 2020 at 8:01 PM
*BEAMS*
bbstl 🧹
September 13, 2020 at 7:26 AM
🤔 that is quite a trajectory. Tell us more!
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 13, 2020 at 7:33 AM
LT talked about the Silence of the Lambs in Forest. Uh-huh. Prophetic, I know. 🤔
LT is Irresistibly Indifferent and reminded of the slow march of death
September 13, 2020 at 3:29 PM
I believe it was the Silence of the Clams
Damn, now I’ve spoken…
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 13, 2020 at 6:07 PM
SHE SPEAKS!!!!
*Laughing so hard*
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 13, 2020 at 7:51 AM
🤣
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 13, 2020 at 6:08 PM
The Clams wore her down.
🤣🤣🤣🤣
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 12, 2020 at 7:58 PM
Snapped this candid shot of @azzo1‘s Mr. SNG this morning. Walked right into him, as a matter of fact. His head shot up, and smart-thinking me reached for my phone, and pressed CLICK.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 12, 2020 at 8:19 PM
Tagging @ally-le because compiling that playlist for azzo was just about the sweetest thing ever. It almost makes me want to un-marry Mr. YY, and re-marry him again, so that you could make a whole new playlist for wistful me.
@wishfultoki @ndlessjoie @flyingcolours @13infamyss @trinpie @katakwasabi @wapzy To give you something ELSE to talk about, besides that darn t*k. Like seriously, how long has it been, you bunch of sadistic tormentors ???? You guys going to crow about my pain forever????
Kairoskat 💐
September 12, 2020 at 8:48 PM
But…I didn’t talk about any toothpick 😱.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 12, 2020 at 9:00 PM
You spelled out that word, kat “…YY’s (THE WORD) story…” You cannot spell out that word, kat. It is taboo. I break out into hives.
13infamyss
September 12, 2020 at 9:02 PM
You just did, Kat.
Kairoskat 💐
September 12, 2020 at 9:55 PM
Yes. I did in an effort to defend myself, I spelled tooth…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….wait……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….for…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..it………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………pick!
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 12, 2020 at 10:00 PM
It’s famy all over again. *GULPS*
13infamyss
September 12, 2020 at 10:27 PM
😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
Welps. My daughter takes after me. It only makes sense she speaks speak FFL (Fams First Language)
13infamyss
September 12, 2020 at 9:03 PM
You even shared the link for it. 🤣 basically you started this mess.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 12, 2020 at 9:15 PM
*GRINNING* You said it, Sista.
13infamyss
September 12, 2020 at 9:02 PM
What about my pain that you keep crowing about? 😭😭😭😭😭
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 12, 2020 at 9:16 PM
You thrive on pain, famy. Loving your indifferent LMH hurts, and you’re the living proof of it.
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 12, 2020 at 9:04 PM
Perhaps you need an anniversary playlist?
As for The Swoon Hyung Bin Incident, every time I think about it, it makes me giddy for you. You and @katakwasabi have achieved a fangirl dream level most will never attain.
Kairoskat 💐
September 12, 2020 at 9:58 PM
I hope SSR has a netflix drama so my netflix subscription is worth it and I have SSR theswoon content. Ahaha
pickleddragon
September 12, 2020 at 11:31 PM
I’m waiting for this too! Ideally, Kat should get the same 20 seconds of SSR’s undivided attention that YY did from HB. YY – please make this happen! This is what you do for DB sistahs.
Eazal
September 13, 2020 at 12:08 AM
we all deserve that moment!!!
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 13, 2020 at 2:22 AM
This makes me feel so sick. Like I go hot then I go cold…
WishfulToki
September 12, 2020 at 10:04 PM
Exactly. I’m actually jealous. YY got 20 seconds of Hyun Bin’s undivided attention.
Plus undying fame.
13infamyss
September 12, 2020 at 10:29 PM
Hyun Bin still thinks YY called him stupid to this day.
WishfulToki
September 12, 2020 at 10:39 PM
SUIT FIT. I’m trying to soothe YY’s ruffled feathers and you’re just making it worse. 😂
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 13, 2020 at 12:05 AM
🤣
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 13, 2020 at 2:28 AM
Wow. Just, wow. “Beware the forked tongue that coats itself with sweet words —– you, toki —– and the viper’s forked tooth —– yours, @13infamyss — that bites you straight in the heart.” I made that up myself. *BEAMS*
WishfulToki
September 13, 2020 at 8:04 PM
We love you YY
wapz
September 13, 2020 at 3:22 AM
Sparing you…. Never?
Ally
September 13, 2020 at 4:42 AM
Thanks for the tag! I also just “liked” every comment on this post. How sweet does that make me?
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 12, 2020 at 8:29 PM
Tagging The Indifferent One @leetennant to provoke a response, and @bbstl @pickleddragon @sicarius and @cloggie, just because I can.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 12, 2020 at 8:46 PM
She did it again. @leetennant waltzed in, clicked LIKE, and disappeared.
Can’t. Take. This.
SAY SOMETHING, LT! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, SAY SOMETHING!
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 12, 2020 at 9:05 PM
Her indifference has reached a new level.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 12, 2020 at 9:19 PM
I FEEL her presence, you know? Like she’s here, and she’s reading this…SILENTLY….
13infamyss
September 12, 2020 at 10:31 PM
She’s keeping it real now. 😅😅😅
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 13, 2020 at 2:30 AM
I predict her next level will be a “Who?” muttered to the wind.
LT is Irresistibly Indifferent and reminded of the slow march of death
September 13, 2020 at 12:21 AM
👋
Kairoskat 💐
September 13, 2020 at 1:12 AM
Omo! LT appeared *waves back*
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 13, 2020 at 2:18 AM
Ohmigawd!
LT WAVED! @ndlessjoie @wishfultoki @13infamyss
She didn’t say a word. BUT SHE WAVED!
She WAGGLED her fingers! Tiny step, but HUGE significance! It’s working, yes! I’m chipping away at that (silent) wall of indifference!
FlyingTool
September 15, 2020 at 8:25 AM
Is that a wave? Or the sound of one hand clapping?
LT is Irresistibly Indifferent and reminded of the slow march of death
September 15, 2020 at 1:09 PM
I wish I could give comments a gold star upvote
13infamyss
September 12, 2020 at 9:01 PM
This is why LT is ignoring you now. You overexposed her love for Lee Min Ho. She’s not used to all this attention. And stop yelling at her. Poor LT 😭😭😭😭
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 12, 2020 at 9:17 PM
I’m sorry for shouting. I’m getting desperate.
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 12, 2020 at 8:59 PM
He looks pretty calm for a guy less than a week from his wedding day.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 12, 2020 at 9:06 PM
That yellow ensemble is perfect…he’s bathed in sunshine. Glowing with happiness.
Cloggie
September 13, 2020 at 1:21 AM
Is he made of cheese? The Out to Lunch memo takes on a whole different meaning…
Ally
September 13, 2020 at 4:57 AM
They do look like American cheese slices. lol. But I think they’re supposed to be Post-it notes.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 6, 2020 at 9:30 PM
Chapter 5: GUILTY CANDY is out. Scroll down…
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 6, 2020 at 9:32 PM
CHAPTER 5: GUILTY CANDY
“You have been charged with…” the officer yawns “Theft, being a public nuisance, and destruction of private and public property.”
“Public property? What —- ”
“That mound is missing 50 per cent of its top grass.”
He stares at my fingers pointedly.
I follow his eyes.
There is something trapped under my fingernails. Something wet. Green.
Grass.
Oops.
The officer slides his chair back and mumbles, “Wait here.”
He walks past a big beefy guy in a tank top with forearms the size of tree trunks and the beefy guy pulls him in for a tight hug and he nuzzles his nose in the beefy guy’s neck and the beefy guy giggles. I rub my head. A headache is building. It’s Forest all over again.
“Hey.”
I drag my eyes back.
“Want a sip?”
A bored-looking lady is in the chair next to me. She taps the glass of red bubbly in her hand.
“Isn’t it a bit early?” Wait. What time is it? Evening? Night? Morning? It’s a blur.
She shrugs. “I thought you might need it. Misery loves company.”
“Are you miserable?” She doesn’t look unhappy. She just looks —- bored.
“Not me.” She takes a delicate sip. “Him.”
There’s a guy there in handcuffs. He’s wearing a black leather jacket with L and T emblazoned, stretched across his rippling back, crying, and babbling, “LT, I love you, I love you…”
He lifts his head, and omg, it’s – it’s Lee Min Ho!
“It’s Lee Min Ho!” I gasp.
“Who?” she frowns.
“That guy! The guy who’s looking at you like – like…what on earth did you do to him?”
“I haven’t the faintest idea.” She shrugs. “I’m just living my life, minding my own business, and the next thing I know, he’s barged into it. He posted a bunch of emo pictures on IG, and people are saying I broke his heart when…” A long, deep sigh. “I don’t even know how it got to this point…”
He shouts, “Turn around and look at me, LT! Look at me! Don’t ignore me!”
“See what I mean?” She shudders, takes another sip. “I filed a restraining order against him.”
“What?”
“That’s why I’m here.” She gets to her feet. “I’m off. Bye.”
There is a commotion at the door, as LMH suddenly breaks free and dives to the floor in front of her, rolls a few metres down and collides with a wall.
“Puh-lease,” LT mutters. Sidesteps him smoothly. And then she’s out the door, high heels click-clacking away, fading into the distance.
Three men pounce on LMH and haul him to his feet, as he howls, “NO. NO. NO. Don’t go. Don’t leave me, LT!”
A wild-eyed girl appears out of nowhere and throws herself at him, shrieking like a banshee.
She’s wearing a T-shirt which screams, in red: MINOZ FAMY ❤ LMH 4EVA.
A bunch of cops wrestle her to the ground, as LMH shouts, “I want a restraining order against HER!”
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 6, 2020 at 9:37 PM
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13infamyss
September 6, 2020 at 10:17 PM
What is this???????????? Why does Lee Min Ho want a restraining order against this lovely girl in a cutie tee with pretty red texts on it???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 6, 2020 at 10:22 PM
*GULPS*
13infamyss
September 6, 2020 at 10:38 PM
You gotta answer to this, scriptwriter!!!!!! This is a very lousy writing!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 6, 2020 at 11:49 PM
*WHISPERS* He-lp…
Rumi~
September 12, 2020 at 11:29 AM
@YY you’re on your own chaka-nim.
I’ll cheer you on with popcorn 🍿
*hwaiting*✊
Waadmay
September 6, 2020 at 10:47 PM
Because he’s obsessed and can’t stop showing obsession symptoms like wearing a jacket with her name on it 😂
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 6, 2020 at 11:36 PM
And the obsession is making him a little clumsy.
azzo
September 7, 2020 at 12:07 PM
Someone tell me what is it with @leetennant and LMH, I don’t want to feel left out!!!
LT is Irresistibly Indifferent and reminded of the slow march of death
September 7, 2020 at 1:26 PM
See @azzo1 I was just going about my business one day and LMH decided to declare his love for me. More than once.
https://www.dramabeans.com/members/leetennant/activity/1076053/
LT is Irresistibly Indifferent and reminded of the slow march of death
September 7, 2020 at 2:02 PM
Also Azzo you could check out the promo and the excerpt from this year’s new bestseller: Irresistibly Indifferent
https://www.dramabeans.com/members/yyishere/activity/1114708/
https://www.dramabeans.com/members/yyishere/activity/1115360/
WishfulToki
September 6, 2020 at 10:42 PM
OH MY GAWD, plot twist! Candy meets LT and WHO! Worlds are colliding!
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 6, 2020 at 11:13 PM
Best Frakking Cameos since idek when
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 6, 2020 at 11:34 PM
🤣🤣🤣 “Who?”
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 6, 2020 at 11:35 PM
*prays I’m not making a cameo in this one*
LT is Irresistibly Indifferent and reminded of the slow march of death
September 6, 2020 at 11:37 PM
LT wears comfortable shoes always, but the alcohol at whatever o’clock is spot on.
FlyingTool
September 7, 2020 at 1:06 PM
Comfortable shoes, with a snap out blade in the toes, maybe?
LT is Irresistibly Indifferent and reminded of the slow march of death
September 7, 2020 at 1:08 PM
@sicarius made them for her
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 7, 2020 at 12:08 AM
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