#Cantonese horror

[whatmediaiveconsumedas]

Watched a Hong Kong horror with a wholesome heart

[yungistiny]

back of the net ═ chapter three

[ J. YUNHO / S. MINGI ]

chapter three: edged

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summary: yunho and mingi are the star football players and they have never wanted anything more then their coach’s daughter

warning: creampie, unprotected sex, size kink, public orgasm, dom yunho, dom mingi, sub reader, double penetration, bisexual mingi, possessive yunho

pairing: yungi x afab/reader

genre: smut, romance, polyamory

word count: 4K

chapter one

chapter two

chapter four coming soon

masterlist

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“Y/N! You have class in like twenty minutes!”

Karina’s voice startled y/n awake, her eyes snapping open, heart pounding alarmed. “Shit!”

Fifteen minutes later and y/n was dressed in grey sweats, the hoodie she had stolen from Yunho, hair unbrushed and what she could fit in a messy updo, wiping excess mouthwash off of her lips, running towards the other side of campus to make it to her foreign languages class. A class she shared with Yunho and Mingi. A class that was taught by none other than her dad’s best friend Yoon Jeonghan. She hoped Yunho and Mingi wouldn’t raise suspicions because Jeonghan, or Uncle Jeonghan to y/n, would certainly snitch to Seungcheol.

“Excuse me!” Y/N gripped her bag, dodging from slamming into the back of Hoshi who was free styling in the middle of the hall. She was panting out of breath by the time she made it to class with just a minute to spare from being late. “Sorry.” She stumbled into the class, Jeonghan looking at her concerned in her disheveled state, his gaze finding the hickey on her neck and narrowing his eyes. He wasn’t aware his god daughter and Mingyu were back together.

Y/N found her a seat on the third row, dropping her bag at her feet, pulling her ipad out and opening her microsoft word app. She was gripping her apple pencil in her hand, biting her bottom lip with her eyes closed as she was still trying to wake herself up when she felt their presence. Both of them sitting on each side of her, Mingi on her left and Yunho on her right.

She opened her eyes when Yunho’s knee brushed up against her leg. If it were any other class or place y/n wouldn’t be so nervous but she saw the look Jeonghan sent towards her direction, his eyes narrowing even more at her dad’s star players.

“Mingi, I thought I said no drinking in my class?” Jeonghan glared at him, last time Mingi had spilled an entire can of Redbull out all over the floor. “Sorry, Professor Yoon.” Mingi smirked deviously behind another can, chugging the rest of the caffeine and stuffing the empty can into his bag.

Y/N turned her head towards Mingi, watching as he pushed his black rimmed glasses back up the bridge of his nose. Damn it! He was so hot with glasses on. She felt her cheeks start to redden, blushing as she remembered the last time she had saw Mingi he was passed out naked in his bed as she tried sneaking out of his room only to bump into Mark Lee who grew flustered, stumbling over his words at the sight of her.

Neither Yunho or Mingi said a word to her until everyone had settled down, Jeonghan beginning a lecture on the distinct difference between Mandarin and Cantonese. “You left me naked in bed.” Was the first thing to whisper out of Mingi’s mouth and Yunho snorted to hold back a laugh. Yunho had been snickering at his best friend since the night before when Mingi had barged into his room pouting that Y/N had snuck out in the early hours of the morning.

Y/N suddenly felt like those assholes that hook up and dump girls and cringed at herself. “I always have lunch with my parents on Sunday, sorry I should have told you.” She had rushed back to her dorm quickly, showering and getting dressed before meeting her parents at their favorite sushi restaurant. By the time she had gotten back to her dorm y/n ended up watching some horror movie with Karina that had a woman being haunted by some smiling demon before passing out and being abruptly awoken not even an hour ago.

“Mingi’s just clingy.” Yunho teased causing his best friend to glare at him as his hand disappeared under the joined desk, resting on y/n thigh. Y/N sank her teeth into her bottom lip as she looked to make sure Jeonghan wasn’t paying them any attention. “Yunho…..”

“Yeah, baby?” The pet name he used had y/n heart racing, his voice wasn’t exactly discreet, not whispering like Mingi had. As a matter of fact he was smirking.

Yunho’s hand was slowly rubbing up her thigh over her sweats, the warmth of his touch scorching through the fabric. Y/N grip on her apple pencil tightened when Yunho’s lips grazed her ear, gaze never straying from Jeonghan to make sure he wasn’t looking at them. “I miss you.”

Mingi scoffed hearing him. “And you call me clingy.”

Y/N was thankful Jeonghan was too busy setting his laptop up to the projector to display a video on the basics of Mandarin. “You do know professor Yoon is my godfather?”

Yunho snatched his hand off her thigh so quick y/n had to laugh a little. “Are you two really afraid of my dad?”

“Afraid? No.” Mingi shook his head, smiling sweetly at Jeonghan when he looked at them as he walked over to turn the lights out so the video on the projector could be seen better. “Afraid he’ll kick us off the team? Yes.”

Y/N knew her dad would never kick Mingi and Yunho off the team, rather he found out they were both fucking his daughter or not. She used to tune her dad out during dinners when he’d practically gush about how the two best friends were the best players he ever had. Choi Seungcheol might put up a hard exterior to the public eye and to his players but he was actually a very caring and man behind closed doors.

The moment the lights were out, the video beginning to play and Jeonghan sat down at his desk in the corner of the far left of the room, his attention now on reading over papers, y/n decided to mess with them.

Mingi was in the middle of trying to silently pop open another can of redbull he had snuck out of his bag when he felt her hand. “What are you doing?” He hissed catching Yunho’s attention.

Y/N looked at him in the dimly lit class with the most innocent expression she could muster up, blinking her eyelashes up at him. “What?” She played dumb as if she weren’t aware of her own hand now palming at him over his sweatpants.

Yunho was opening his mouth to ask what was going on but instead groaned, closing his eyes when he felt her other hand rubbing at him over his jeans. Was she crazy? Fuck it, he didn’t care!

Y/N kept her gaze on the video playing at the front of the room as she slipped her hand into the waistband of Mingi’s sweats, biting her bottom lip when she realized he was commando under them. “Fuck” he had to lean his arm on the desk, hand covering his mouth as her hand wrapped around him. So soft and warm. Fuck!

Yunho had his jaw clenched, hands bawled into fist at his sides as y/n other hand pulled him from his jeans, sliding her hand into his underwear and wrapping it around him, thumb tracing his tip and causing him to bite his bottom lip hard to keep from moaning.

Yunho and Mingi looked at each other over y/n between them, both of them pupils blown, Yunho’s ears blushing red and Mingi’s lips parted, holding his breath as he was straining to keep from bucking up into her hand.

She was a fucking menace and they loved every second of it.

“Y/N….” Mingi sounded breathless as her hand jerked him a little faster, twisting up and down him a little. She ignored him and started to return the same movements to Yunho who couldn’t help the deep guttural groan leave him.

Other then a pointed look of annoyance from Boo Seungkwan in the row in front of of them he otherwise went unheard thankfully.

They were both close, y/n could tell from the precum leaking from them both and the way Mingi’s dick started twitching in her grip.

She stopped, removing her hands, digging in her bag for her hand sanitizer, the vanilla scent invading her senses as she rubbed it on her hands.

Yunho and Mingi stared at her in shock, blinking rapidly, hearts pounding and teetering on the edge of orgasm.

Did she just fucking edge them in class? Yunho was staring a heated look into the side of her head as she still had yet to look at either one of them, attention fully focused now on the video playing.

Mingi was too shocked, too edged, to even comprehend anything at the moment.

“You’re gonna pay for that.” Yunho whispered in her ear, voice deep and promising. “Brat.” He snuck a kiss on the marking on her neck he had left from their time together that was fading.

Y/N wanted nothing more than to leave class and let him make her pay however he wanted. She felt herself grow wet at just the thought of it and clenched her thighs together, Yunho smirking as he noticed.

“Mingi, what did I say?” Jeonghan’s voice startled everyone along with the hissing pop of the can of redbull now open in Mingi’s hand.

“Sorry, professor Yoon.” He was not sorry at all because he needed a caffeine distraction from his poor hard dick in his sweats aching for y/n to just finish him.

Jeonghan rolled his eyes at him, narrowing them at Yunho who now had an arm splayed on the back of the seats around his goddaughter. He wasn’t aware y/n and Cheol’s star players were close…

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Y/N left Yunho and Mingi behind as soon as class was over, trying not to giggle out loud at their predicament. Both still fully hard in their pants.

“Sweetheart”

Y/N eyes widened, freezing in her tracks at the sight of her dad walking towards her. He was carrying a bag of takeout. “Your mother wants to make sure you still want the red dress for the team banquet, said for you to call her.”

“Oh…. Ok.” Y/N sighed in relief, like she expected her dad to know what she had just done in class. Seungcheol narrowed his eyes at the markings visible on his daughter’s neck, one fading and the other dark and prominent. “Are you and Mingyu back together?”

“What?” His question took y/n by surprise. She hadn’t seen her ex boyfriend since he broke up with her. “No. Why would you think that?”

Seungcheol knew he couldn’t keep his daughter from engaging in whatever it was with whoever it was, she was an adult now, but he certainly could be petty if his suspicions about who the hickey culprit was and make whichever one of the twin towers that was responsible run a dozen suicides at practice. “I’m gonna take this to your uncle Jeonghan, please call your mother or she’ll pester me until you do.”

Y/N eyed her dad oddly when he dodged her question, planting a kiss on her forehead and disappearing down the hall towards the class she had just left as Yunho and Mingi were walking out the door.

“I can’t believe she edged us in the middle of class!” Mingi was holding his bag in front of himself to hide the hard bulge in his sweatpants. Yunho too was holding his own bag in front of his matching bulge, a bit more concealed in his jeans.

“Every time I hear the two of you open your mouths I visibly sigh.”

“Coach!” Mingi jumped, his bag digging into his poor dick causing him to hiss under his breath. “The team banquet is Wednesday, I’m going to assume the two of you will be dressed accordingly and on your best behavior.”

“Of course, sir.” Yunho gave him his best smile, all perfect and innocent, making him look more boyish and charming.

“You better.” Seungcheol moved past them into the class, Mingi was panicking. “You think he heard us?”

Yunho shrugged, shaking his head. “It’s not like he knows what she we were referring to.”

“Right.” Mingi visibly relaxed, pushing his glasses back up his nose as they made their way outside and towards the quad. They only had one more class that day and it wasn’t for a few more hours so the two of them were in search of the cause of the problem in their pants.

Yunho is not a jealous person, sure he was a little of Mingyu getting to y/n first through the last couple years but never anything drastic. Jealousy and anger just wasn’t him but right now he really wanted to punch Lee Jeno in the face.

Yunho’s jaw clenched, eyes narrowed as he spotted Jeno talking to y/n, smiling at her and reaching a hand out to gently swat at a small bee that had started buzzing around her.

Seems him and Mingi weren’t the only two no longer scared to seek out Coach Choi’s daughter.

“The fuck does he think he’s doing?” Lee Jeno was the best midfielder on their team but he was also notorious for the amount of girls he has slept with.

Yunho was making his way over to them before Mingi could finish his question. “Oh shit!” Mingi sped after him, grabbing his best friend by the arm. “Whoah, what the hell do you think you’re gonna do?” He arched a brow at him. “Piss on her leg and mark your territory?”

Yunho stopped, turning his angry jealous gaze on Mingi. “Is she not ours?”

Mingi had never seen his best friend like this. The jealous possessiveness rolling off of him in waves. It was kind of hot. “Let’s just interrupt them.” Yunho followed Mingi, fists clenched at his sides as they approached y/n and Jeno.

“So, the reason I came over is because I wanted to know if you were seeing…..” Jeno trailed off, not able to finish his question as his gaze landed on the two tall men suddenly right behind y/n. The way Yunho was glaring at him made Jeno realize that y/n was in fact not available. He briefly wondered if coach knew that his daughter was being double teamed by the twin towers….

“Jeno, don’t you have class?” Mingi gave him a look that clearly stated to move on which only made Jeno smirk. “Actually, I was asking y/n if she were single and if she would be my date to the team banquet?”

Y/N herself had froze the second she heard Mingi’s voice, heart skipping a beat when she felt a hand possessively place itself on her hip, pulling her back against a chest that she quickly realized was Yunho. “She already has a date.”

She does? Y/N turned her head back, tilting it up to look at Yunho, taking in his darkened gaze and clenched jaw. She had seen that look on many occasions when she was with Mingyu, most the time her ex was directing that look on Yunho and Mingi.

“Well…. that’s unfortunate.” Jeno smiled at y/n. “If the twin towers don’t work out, I’m always available for you.” He sent one last smirk towards Yunho who was barely holding his anger in at him. Jeno snickered as he left.

“Seriously?” Y/N pulled away from Yunho, folding her arms across her chest. “What?” He looked at her as if he hadn’t just asserted himself towards Jeno. Like he didn’t stake his claim on her.

“Maybe next time you could just hike and piss on my leg, mark your territory.” She teased him causing Mingi to laugh as he had said the same thing.

Yunho pouted at them, grumbling under his breath before intertwining his hand with y/n, pulling her along with his long strides. “Where are we going?” She asked, her much shorter legs finding it slightly difficult to keep up with him. Mingi sped up next to them. “My dorm.” Wooyoung should be in class and they couldn’t go to Mingi’s as Mark had no classes and was probably passed out for the day.

Y/N found herself hiding behind Yunho, tugging Mingi to her side to conceal her from sight when she spotted Yeosang coming out of his dorm that just so happened to be across the hall and two rooms down from Yunho’s.

Yeosang walked right past them, eyes on his phone not even given them a glance. Y/N sighed in relief, her tryst or whatever it was she had going on with Yunho and Mingi only caused an argument between her and her best friend. She knew Yeosang was only trying to look out for her but sometimes between him and her dad it could feel suffocating.

“He didn’t see you.” Mingi assured her as Yunho lead them into his dorm room, locking the door behind them in case Wooyoung came back. Y/N stood beside Yunho’s bed, dropping her bag to the floor, suddenly nervous as it was no longer her alone with just one of them.

“You’re nervous.” Yunho could tell by the way she was biting her bottom lip and fidgeting her hands together. “Relax,” he gently grabbed her hands, interlacing his own with them. “we’re not doing that yet.” He didn’t have to explain what that was. “You did get us all worked up though…” he smirked as he leaned his head down, lips brushing hers. “tease.”

“Are you going to make me pay for it now?” Y/N voice was breathless and wanting, her gaze finding Mingi over Yunho’s shoulder. “Why are you so far away?” She pulled one hand from Yunho’s grasp, reaching for him. Mingi obliged, allowing her to pull him closer, both him and Yunho now towering over her. “Why aren’t you touching me yet?”

Yunho and Mingi shared a look before diving in. Yunho’s lips went straight for her neck while Mingi crashed his own lips against her own, tongue wasting no time darting into her mouth to dance with hers. A moan bubbled up inside y/n at the feel of Yunho kissing, sucking, biting and teasing her skin with his tongue matched with Mingi kissing her.

Her hands were now each grasping at Yunho and Mingi’s shirts as they suddenly switched. Mingi was now kissing down her jaw, to her neck as Yunho replaced his lips against hers with his own. “Wait…” she barely got the words out against Yunho’s lips, breathing heavy, panting. “I want to….” She had no idea how to form words for what she wanted, what she was picturing in her mind.

“What do you want?” Yunho kissed her again, Mingi following after him. “Tell us.” They were now both attached to each side of her neck and a whimper left y/n, her eyes closing as the words escaped her. “I want both of you….. in my mouth.”

The kissing on her neck stopped, both Yunho and Mingi pulling away from her and turning their blown pupils and heated gazes onto each other. “Dude,” Mingi shook his head at the shocked look on Yunho’s face. “don’t look at me, I almost just came hearing her say it.”

“Are you sure?” Yunho wanted to make sure it’s what she really wanted to do, staring into her eyes and seeing nothing but lust and want. “Please…”

“Baby,” Mingi shook his head, hands going to the waistband of his sweats, dick still hard from earlier. “trust me, you don’t have to beg.” He paused his movements from shoving his sweats down to his ankles. “Uh…. We haven’t exactly done this before.”

“I thought you both… I thought you’ve had….”y/n blushed at the simple thought. “threesomes before?”

“We have.” Yunho nodded, hands gently gripping her chin. “But we’ve never you know…. been inside someone at the same time before….. together.”

“Yeah, it’s usually one in the back and the other with the mouth… you know.” Mingi explained, now he was blushing. Why the fuck was he blushing? His conscious was scolding himself.

Y/N hid the triumphant smirk at the knowledge just given to her by biting her bottom lip and pulling out of Yunho’s grasp and dropping to her knees in front of them. She still had yet to have Mingi in her mouth and she couldn’t wait to have Yunho back in it. “Fuck me….” Mingi almost whined at the sight of her, voice so much deeper.

Neither Mingi or Yunho moved, allowing y/n to take control. She reached for Mingi first, hands replacing his own at the waistband of his sweatpants, pulling them down his legs and letting them pool at his feet. She didn’t touch him yet, turning to Yunho to do the same to his tight jeans and underwear. A moan ripped from him when his dick was finally free.

“Get closer.” Y/N stared up at them and it had to be the best thing either one of them had ever seen. “Move!” Mingi urged Yunho, their hips and thighs touching as they got as close to each other as they could. They both watched her pull Yunho’s hoodie off and over her head leaving her in just her red sports bra and sweatpants.

Y/N contemplated a minute on where to start and decided to wrap a hand around them once again, both men instantly moaning at her touch, Mingi almost whimpering as they were both sensitive from being edged in class earlier.

It was Mingi that felt her tongue lick at his tip first and he had to hold himself back from tangling his hand in her hair. And then she switched, tongue gliding up Yunho’s length, pausing to suck just his tip into her mouth, lapping at and swallowing the precum that was leaking out. “Stop teasing us.” Yunho moaned deep, aching for her to just let him, them, fuck her mouth already.

“So needy.” Y/N teased before she leaned up on her knees more, both Yunho and Mingi following her movements, not able to meet each other’s gaze as they felt their lengths touch, rubbing together as y/n slowly took them into her mouth, the weight of them both on her tongue, heavy, lips stretching around them, relaxing her jaw to fit them more.

“Fuck…” Mingi was becoming a mess, turning his head to Yunho. “I’m not gonna last.” No way! Not with the way the feel of their dicks rubbing each other, the sight of y/n pushing herself to finally swallow them, deepthroating both of them, little tears rolling down her flushed cheeks at the gag and stretch. “Me either.” Yunho felt his knees buckle as y/n began to move, head bobbing back and forth.

“Shit!” Mingi had to throw an arm around Yunho’s shoulders to keep himself up. Yunho knew they were both close already by the way their dicks twitched against each other in her mouth so he reached forward, pausing a moment to share a look with y/n who nodded for him to go ahead and tangle his hand into her hair, his other arm wrapping around Mingi’s waist to support them as he started fucking her face.

“I’m cumming…” Mingi was done for, his orgasm hitting hard, cum shooting down y/n throat, moaning loudly as he stumbled back falling onto Wooyoung’s bed. He watched with a dazed look as Yunho now had both hands tangled in her hair, his head thrown back, chasing his own high.

“You’re gonna swallow every drop, aren’t you…” Yunho looked back down at her, y/n moaning around him, the vibration sending him over the edge as he pulled her against him, painting her throat white, her nose smushed against him as Yunho lost himself for a moment, gagging her on him.

Then loud knocking started at the door followed by Wooyoung’s voice. “What the fuck? Why’s the door locked? Yunho let me in!”

Y/N gasped for breath when Yunho pulled himself out of her mouth, doing as he told her and swallowing every last drop of both himself and Mingi.

She takes what she said all back.

This was the filthiest fucking thing she had ever done.

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[chobani-flip]

nicknames and terms of endearment @bucktommypositivityweek eddie pov, eddie is a good supportive friend, a teensy bit cracky? maybe?

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"did you know that calling someone a silly pig in cantonese is a term of endearment?" says buck, having secured his phone in the inside pocket of his turnouts.

they're on their way to a four-car pile-up on the freeway and it's just buck and eddie from their usual crowd in the cabin with chim and hen having gone ahead in the smaller ambulance car.

thompson and mckenna give him blank looks while eddie huffs out a loud breath and settles in to follow whatever tangent brewed up inside buck while he'd been staring at his screen in between the calls.

"french people call their loved ones cabbage," offers gerig, their new probie, uncertainly, slowly trailing off at mckenna's widened eyes and minute headshakes.

"do not encourage him," thompson mouths and eddie has to pretend to be stroking his mustache as he tries to hide his grin. they should know by now that buck needs no encouragement.

it's only been a week since he stopped following up every mention of tommy with "you know, my boyfriend", so eddie figures this is a natural development. though to be fair to buck and his heart-eyes, sometimes the "boyfriend" was louder than necessary with a significant side-eye in gerrard's direction.

"i know! i was just reading about it!" buck says, tapping at the cell in his turnouts. "it's so weird! but it shouldn't be! we say 'baby' and 'honey' and 'sweetiepie' and i was just thinking: why? because yeah, babies are cute but they're babies. and honey and pie are sweet but cavities aren't fun. so..."

eddie sees mckenna throw a slightly desperate look towards the front seat, and remembers that he's always been a bit of an asshole, but their 'captain' has somehow managed to fall asleep between the alarm, clambering into their turnouts and inside the truck, the siren, and the manouvering on the road. again. eddie makes a mental note to up the number on the new complaint form he's got sitting on his tablet at home. hopefully, they'll be rid of him before gerrard falls asleep holding a megaphone next to a construction fire with their crew still inside.

"so have you finished the graph yet?" eddie asks and enjoys both buck's delighted grin and mckenna's look of horror. because he knows buck. of course there's a graph in the works.

"not yet! but it seems that across languages people use things that are valuable like precious metals or gemstones very often, and then body parts or like, you know, 'my heart' 'my soul'. and then there's fruits and vegetables, like the cabbage in french, or melon in mandarin, and animals like cat, bear, mouse or rabbit."

"could you send me a link to the jstor article?" asks gerig, the probie, bringing the conversation to a halt. "or, i mean, wherever you got the research," he continues, nervously, shooting nervous glances at the dangerous looks buck, thompson and mckenna are throwing him. though buck's the most predatory of them all. "my sister keeps talking about jstor when she complains about all the essay writing she needs to do, so i thought that's what everyone used for research."

"so it's just for college students?" there's a bit of a whine in buck's voice, and eddie stretches his leg to give his ankle a commiserating tap with his boot.

gerig shakes his head, and buck's face brightens.

"i think some library cards give you access as well. or you can pay for it yourself, but callie says it's really expensive."

"jstor, jstor," buck mumbles to himself, tapping at his cell inside his done-up turnouts, and craning his neck to check the screen of the navigation at the front for their eta.

"i can remind you when we get back?" gerig suggests, tucking his legs further under him to avoid the kicks from mckenna and thompson.

"thanks, probie!" buck's smile is all sunshine. "you know, i bet they have something on the mandarin gege and korean oppa. because like, i know it's not really weird for them, that it's not actually like calling your lover your older brother, not really or whatever, but-"

eddie snorts.

"what?!"

"glass houses, buckaroo," eddie says, remembering the last time he caught a glimpse of the contact name on buck's screen when he was facetiming tommy during downtime and learned more about their relationship and sex life than he strictly wanted to. buck frowns at him, so he taps at his own inside pocket and gestures with his chin, enjoying the realization spread red across buck's cheekbones.

"that's not- that's a- that's different..." he trails off. "or is it? oh! that's interesting. i wonder if-"

and then the truck's jerking to a halt, and gerrard's barking: "what? what! are we there yet? well, go! go! get out! get to work!"

and then they're all climbing out of the truck, getting the jaws and rushing to help out chim and hen with the injured.

after the ambulances leave and they settle back into the truck, eddie watches buck pull out his phone and start tapping away.

"jay store... is that without the e, probie? right, yeah, got it...oooooh"

eddie leans his head against the window and wonders when buck's gonna decide to share his upcoming academic research on daddy kink with the whole 118 and their decrepit captain, and whether that might count as a murder attempt.

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author's note: i don't believe ive seen our evan buckley introduced to jstor or other catalogues like this in fic and i think that's kinda criminal. fanon buck loves to research all kinds of niche shit, and he'd enjoy the fuck out of reading academic papers and then quoting macshay et al in people's faces.

[mrstsung]

Mortal Kombat imagines x reader fic.

Treasure hunter/Explorer au

PRT 1:

Cw: preset reader. May have mentions or hints of death? Unnamed allies(they will remain unnamed for oc template purposes. So y'all can fill in the blanks yourselves if you would like)

*This is for mk11/mortal kombat 11*

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Imagine you are a treasure hunter or explorer. You travel across the world to find rare,mystical,or even dangerous items or even ancient ruins and places. You've been researching this strange island,curious,you ask of your employers to which the this mysterious island resides. They unfortunately do not know for sure. But they suspect it is either in the south china sea or the east. It's hard to exactly locate or even explain. As the island seems to shift from area to area and sometimes disappear completely from any radar. As if,the island itself has a mind of its own. Creepy. But this doesn't deter you.

You get your grant,gear,and head off. Given to you a map of the rough location of the island you search for. What you may find,you aren't sure. Could be treasures,could be a local who decided to fuck off from society,you chuckle at this thought. Although this could mean danger. Which is why,you brought weapons. The most common logic dictates of a pistol. However,you aren't the one for guns. Plus you've been face to face before with otherworldly things. So a gun won't do good. So instead you opt for a mystical dagger. The dagger of Lung-shii. The dragon dagger. It was given as a gift from a mysterious patron. What it's powers or properties you couldn't quite pinpoint. It was fire magic of some kind,very useful. However it also had an ominous aura around it. As if it speaks to you. Namely the gem at the hilt of the blades handled end.

Many thoughts race through your mind as you are traveling with your group. In a private personal plane,the only other way was a boat,and your last adventure didn't do well with water. And you don't wanna risk get shot overboard with your small crew.

A group of 5 in total,not counting yourself. 3 women,2 men. One was very bear like a burly. A strong man. Heavy beard. Almost a cross between a santa claus type and a wwe wrestler. The other man was an old man,he was from hong kong and a linguistic professor. He was also a translator,he also happened to be a former master at a temple,shaolin perhaps. Though you could understand mandarin and Cantonese dialect. You couldn't read it well. Ah such as life. He often joined your adventures,he was like a grandfather to you. A kind but wise man. You often hanged out inbetween these adventures too and often visited. The 3 women with you. Was a veteran from a group called the special forces. A rag tag group of military officers. They used to be a branch but only used for certain missions and your employers thought she would be a good help. Due to her having previous knowledge of the island. She was here before,with her officers Lt. Sonya Blade and Com. Jaxxson Briggs, but only vaguely remembered....she recalls of horror,a death tournament,and dark magics. Thought you were taken aback,you weren't intimidated,if fact this only entices you to explore further.

The 2nd woman was the pilot of the plane whom stayed behind with the plane. Making sure it stayed in contact with your group. And the 3rd woman....a strange woman with black and red hair. And an odd tattoo. Of a dragon with a dagger running through it. She was with the ex special forces woman. Yeah,you kinda thought about them being part of some underground stuff. But you needed them because of their knowledge of the place.

The old man sat next to you on the plane. Calming your nerves. Reassurance from him always made you feel better. As you approach the island you can feel a shift in the air. It feels odd. The plane lands on an outcropping near the beach shore. As you get off with your companions.

You take in the air. It feels calm oddly. Like you know the place. But you've never been here. It feels welcoming to you. Almost....beckoning. you noticed the little gem at the end of you dagger in its sheeth glow slightly....odd....it never did that before. You brush it off.

You stare at the island before you,lush green foliage. And an old somewhat crumbling staircase. Well....no turning back now. The only way was forward and up.

So up you went. With your group behind you and the ex SF woman. You climb the long and winding staircase. Finally when you reach the top to catch your breath. A door lays before all of you.

An old door,of ancient chinese origin. Red and faded gold lines it. With intricate details of two dragons fighting among a thunderstorm. One black,garnet red and gold. The other white,silver and sapphire blue. It was beautiful.

What lays beyond it.....one can only imagine.

🐉🔥🐲🔥🐉🔥🐲🔥🐉🔥🐲🔥🐉🔥🐲🔥🐉

Stay tuned for part 2!

[slasheru]

Hi again everyone! This week is the GENERAL STRIKE IN SUPPORT OF PALESTINE, so there will be no updates/big stuff/etc. Instead, I'd encourage you to support Gaza and its citizens by calling for a ceasefire!

Taking direct action is the best way to help, and you can send letters and emails from your phone or laptop! I'd especially encourage you if you live in the US or the UK.

I can't imagine what life is like in Gaza right now (following along with Bisan and other journalists has been a great way to see the horrors Gazans are dealing with). I'm not Palestinian, but I'm Cantonese, and the literal only reason why I don't live in either of my ethnic home countries right now is because both sets of my ancestors had their home destroyed by fascists during WW2. This is happening during our time, and we can help make sure fascism doesn't ethnically cleanse or destroy or steal people's homes, the land they were fucking born on, the world they built. Free Palestine!

[snowball-doie]

Now I need a blurb about wayv babysitting and finally feeling understood in their language struggles😡😡

It took lots of convincing to get a babysitter for Reyna. It was a winter night close to Christmas, the lights were all lit up around the city, and all the boys and Ahri wanted was one date night where they could go out and get barbeque together, maybe drink a little, and perhaps make their way to noraebang... Winters were really the only time they could go out together because everyone was bundled up in so many clothes, that they couldn't be recognized, and even if they were, it just looked like the boys were out with someone they worked with. Nothing wrong with that. But in order to pull of their big date, they needed someone to look after their daughter... and now that she was in daycare, she was a menace to society. She liked to play hide-and-seek..... without telling anybody. It always scared the shit out of whoever was home to look after her. And she was learning all kinds of inappropriate jokes from the boys at school, and she was going on and on about how she was going to marry three of the boys in her class-- The boys and Ahri needed a night off. So Johnny asked Ten first if he'd be willing to babysit. Nope. Kun? Hell no. Did they trust the triplets to look after her? Not really. Winwin? He only said yes if the other boys would be there with him to hang out. Aigo. So Johnny and Taeyong did the convincing, finally getting all of the WayV boys to show up in the evening, ready to look after ONE KID, food stocked in the fridge, emergency numbers taped to the door, video games updated on the TV. They had everything they needed. "Call if you need anything!" Ahri yelled as she was pushed out of the house by an impatient Jungwoo. "Or don't!" Hyuck called out. "Please don't call unless someone's dying," Jaehyun begged them quietly before slamming the door shut.

The boys looked down at Renya.

"What do we do with her?" Hendery whispered to Xiaojun in Cantonese. "How the hell am I supposed to know?" "Does she need to eat?" Yangyang whispered in Mandarin. "I already ate," Reyna said in Korean. The boys jumped back, like she was a bomb that had been set off. "Do we make her watch a movie?" "Is it bed time yet?" "Maybe we give her a snack?"

"You look old..." she said in broken Chinese. "Are you older than my dads?" she asked in Korean.

The horror on Kun and Ten's faces was............ indescribable. How did she know how to say that? WHY did she know how to say that? Did Chenle or Renjun get to her first? No, it had to be the work of Haechan......

"How much Chinese do you know?" Winwin interrogated.

Reyna shrugged. "My friends at school taught me a little bit. My appa thinks it's funny."

"Which one?" Yangyang asked before he suddenly got elbowed in the side by Kun.

Ten gulped and kept Reyna at an arm's reach while shooing her away to the couch to sit. "Let's put a movie on, ya?"

"Haiiiii."

The whole night, the boys just side eye Reyna. Did she know what they were saying in Chinese? They tried every dialect they could think of, and Reyna never gave them a hint as to whether she was eavesdropping or not. She really was Hyuck and Jungwoo's kid. THAT WAS WHY THEY DIDNT WANT TO BABYSIT!!!!

"Another!" she exclaimed excitedly in Mandarin.

The boys looked so fucking confused. They couldn't figure that kid out for the life of them.

"Can I watch you guys play Mario Kart?" she asked with a mixture of Korean, Japanese, and Mandarin.

"She's just like us...." Xiaojun said, baffled. "More like Ten who can never make up his mind with what language he wants to pick for the day," Hendery added. "Hey! I try my best, okay!" Ten defended helplessly. "Says the one who thought boxing ring (in Cantonese) meant the same thing as a boarding house. Yeah, sure." "Hey, I'm older than you, show some respect!" As Ten was about to tackle the triplets, Kun and Winwin tell them to knock it off. "Isn't it past your bed time?" Winwin questioned. "What my parents don't know won't hurt them," she continued to speak in various languages. The whole room settled.

"She gets us."

After that, the triplets are besties with Reyna. They're always jumping at the opportunity to babysit her, begging Jaehyun to bring her to the office more often, ditching their own practices to see her when she is there, etc. Ten is just confused-- But also threatened? He's the polyglot of NCT, okay! He can't get beat by a kid!

"Okay, okay, no matter what happens, you have to reply to them in Korean for the first few minutes, okay? And once their guard is down, that's when you switch up," Yangyang said to Reyna who was nodding and pumping herself up for their prank. "No backing down," Hendery told her. She saluted at the three men crouched down in front of her, "Yes, sir!" "Go get 'em."

The boys watched through a crack in the door as Reyna waddled into the Dream practice room where Hyuck and Mark were. They immediately stopped their dance to greet their daughter, but she ignored them and instead walked over to Chenle and Renjun who were relaxing on the couch. She pulled herself up onto the couch then sat between them. "What's she doing here?" Mark asked. No one knew. "Appa Jaehyun brought me to work today!" "Doesn't she have school?" he continued to talk to Hyuck who was nodding with disappointment. How many times did they have to tell Jae to stop pulling Reyna out of school to bring her to the office? "Where's appa now?" Hyuck asked. Reyna shrugged. She turned to Renjun, and like a kid would, she started crawling all over him, intruding on his personal space, just so she could tug on his long hair. "Are you gonna dye it purple again, uncle?" Renjun laughed, "Not for a while, sorry." "That makes me sad," she said in Chinese. Chenle began laughing loudly while Renjun went pale. "You look pretty with purple hair," she complemented in Chinese. The life drained from his face some more. "What?" "Why're you laughing, uncle?" she teased Chenle who immediately fell silent. "Your green hair is starting to look like puke." "Hey, young lady!" Mark scolded, picking her up off Renjun's lap. "That's not nice." She pouted, "But it's trueeeeeeee, dadddddd!!" Giggling in the doorway caught Haechan's attention. He walked over and suddenly opened it all the way, watching as the triplets all fell on top of each other cartoonishly with groans of pain. "Well, at least we know who put her up to it now."

"They have to stop teaching her Chinese," Renjun said in Korean, still shell shocked. "She's getting really good...."

"It was funny up until she turned on us," Chenle agreed with a blank, mortified stare.

The triplets laughed before scurrying out, abandoning Reyna to have to answer to her dads alone.

[yulsbabymama]

Disventure Camp Headcanons Part 1

AIDEN

Half Argentinian Half French Canadian

Had a huge TOP phase in middle school

Only child

Super good singer but hates hearing his voice

ALEC

Afro-Turkish and Japanese

Diagnosed w Autism when he was a child

Smokes

Started drinking shortly after he got married; relapsed after his separation w his ex

Has an older sister by 7 years

ALLY

Transgirl; came out to her grandfather and he was the only supporter she had

Definitely had obsessive love disorder when meeting Hunter the first time

Super fucking bad at dancing

Likes K-pop (Fromis_9, Stray Kids, Billlie, P1harmony, Enhypen, Stayc, aespa, ITZY)

ASHLEY

Country music defender

will actually die on the Country Music hill

like she's from Texas but she's FROM TEXAS ykwim

Transgirl; realized she was a girl at a young age and transitioned w a supporting family

Would probably roll her eyes at u if u assume she loved AppleJack when she was younger

I mean, she did

but not as much as ppl assume

CONNOR

Jewish

Despite having a booming business, he still doesn't understand technology

but he WAS a boss at programming his MySpace page

"programming is my passion" college dude

Nickelback liker

I'm so sorry

DAN

He and his sister shared a bedroom until she moved out

Actually convinced her to come back home bc he missed her

like

crying on his knees

"PLEASE COME HOME IT'S SO MISERABLE WITHOUT U THERE I MISS U"

blasting a radio to her favorite songs

did i mention he loves his sister

Pokemon kid

Oh, he's also autistic

DEREK

Half Filipino and half Columbian

Transguy; was an unhappy "girl" growing up and would refuse to listen to anyone who didn't call "her" by Derek

Facebook user

only to troll, tho

He tried trolling on Twitter too but Trevor had to pry the phone out of his hands

Secretly likes Trevor

and by secretly I mean he angry-cried while writing drafted emails of his confession

Barely cries or anything like that, emotionally, but angry-crying is his #1 basically

Is not a registered gun owner

DREW

Other than the notebook, he has a communication device

Adopted

Video games hurt his eyes

so do mobile games

Honestly i think he just needs glasses

likes dogs :)

ELLIE

Half Irish and Half Singaporean

Transgirl; came out in her last year of junior high

Middle child w two sisters

While struggling w her identity, she was a Pick Me girl to fit in #sad!

she ended up giving up on fitting in #gogirl

Malay's her first language

Mom passed when she was little

tolerates cats

FIORE

3/4th Italian 1/4th Chinese

hates horror movies

not bc she's scared of them or anything

she just thinks they suck

forced into a ton of shit to become normal

girlscouts, ballet, soccer, etc

she hated everything

but she can make a good cookie deal

GABBY

Has an unhealthy obsession w watching drag shows

she doesn't understand any of the lingo

she just thinks the outfits r pretty

LPS kid

also watches too much animal documentaries

will actually sit down and say "im bored, time to watch a 6 hour doc on cheetahs"

she just cray cray like that #loveher

unhealthy addiction to stickers

GRETT

Transgirl #slay

was a Toddlers & Tiaras kid

passenger princess

forces Yul to drive her places

they have almost broken up 5 times bc of this

she also genuinely forgot to tell him she was #trans

u should've seen the look on his face

when

..

yeah

#hedidnotcare

that's ooc but idc

she's bi :3

HUNTER

Half Chinese Half White

Dad left after his youngest sister was born

Lived in China until he was 8

He has autism

Christian btw

like pslam bunch-of-numbers in his bio

can quickly change languages like that

will talk to u in english then will answer his phone in cantonese

texts like a millennial

:/ sorry

smokes

the killers, staind, blink-182, and r.e.m fan

plays the guitar

JAKE

Half Korean Half Japanese

cannot speak those languages fluently, tho

sorry

he and his brother wrestled a lot

his brother would always win

anyways he was a theater kid

but quit bc of some drama

haha. get it ?

one of those gays who cries to mitski & ricky montgomery

but only listens to them when he needs to cry

which is often

JAMES

has been in cringe compilations before

imagine if i just ended this w just that hc

would that be funny

anyways

one of those middle schoolers who was violently supportive of the lgbtq+

like everyone knew he liked boys

except him

loves his younger sister

like a lot

they r bffies

will call her in the middle of the night randomly

"i just posted a new tiktok, go like it."

JENSEN

genuinely have nothing for him

like

can i just say he's dreamed of men shirtless before and end it at that

um so yeah

[playingplayer2]

As a person of mixed race, should Kamala Harris (hopefully) be elected, I genuinely hope to see a FUCKING SHIFT in how mixed people are seen.

Like.

I spent the ENTIRETY of my time in American public schools literally fighting to be acknowledged as biracial. I had people telling me it was impossible that I was mixed. I repeatedly had to deal with other kids, and at times adults, telling me that "you can't be mixed, you aren't black."

I'm half Chinese. My bio father is from HK, his parents were born somewhere north of Beijing. My mom's 50 shades of white (+1 not relevant to this ancestor somewhere between 5 and 8 generations back....) from the states. I guarantee that I'm very definitely in fact fucking mixed, thanks.

I even unfortunately know when I was conceived much to my horror.

It took me until like my sophomore year before I could pick more than one race on standardized tests and doctors forms without having to argue or "just pick one or the other, you can't be both."

Like jfc.

I'm not white enough for relatives on one side, and not Chinese enough for relatives on the other side.

It was made worse because my father didn't want my sibling and I to learn Cantonese OR Mandarin. Mostly because he's a toxic, abusive, isolating, controlling POS, who I dearly wish to drop kick off a mountain, who didn't want us to be able to speak with relatives and tender to get violent when my mother pushed for us to be allowed to learn any, but that's besides the point!

Like if there's a version of "no sabo" for the Chinese kids who don't speak Cantonese/Mandarin/etc then yeah.

So yeah.

I fucking hope shit can change because growing up with that shit sucked absolute boiling tar, and other mixed kids I knew dealt with that shit too.

[swordduels]

I'm currently watching the Netflix series 1899, which takes place on board a ship heading for America during the time period of 1899. It's a science fiction series with horror elements of a more gothic nature. The ship is lost at sea and unable to reach it's destination. People are found dead in strange circumstances and people end up in strange places. What I find interesting is how well they represent the different people from various backgrounds. Each chracter has a distinct personality and their backstories are presented in flashbacks that also works as a mystery time travel scenario. Other times it's told in dialouge. They also show the difficulty of communication when certain characters don't speak english or when the english speaking characters don't understand a language. They also have the characters actually speak different languages to clearly showcase where they come from. They have groups of people speaking Norwegian, German, French, Danish, Spanish and Polish. Either way I find it refreshing to showcase different languages this say instead of having everyone use the same language and oddly enough have scenarios with one character telling the other they don't understand insert language which they themself use as well. I always find it odd when this happens in movies or anime series. Two clear examples I can think of are Vikings and Vinland saga, funnily enough both examples have their scenarios set during the viking age :'3 Another interesting tidbit about the series is that there are two characters speaking Cantonese but one of them dress up as a Geisha and take Japaneese lessons to appear as Japaneese. I think it's about how often people of the past and today put different ethnic groups in asia under one umbrella.

[shade-without-color]

Seek seek what could the eye reach. [Read it at A03]

This chapter contain mentions of body horror, death and sexual content, feel free to step in if needed.

So happy 2025! (I know so belated), and you may notice why I am silent as I tried my first pitching at Bluesky for my original novel: What is a God to a Mountain, and working on it, while dealing with witnessing the deterioration of my Cantonese maternal grandma (Which today's chapter I am dedicating this for her), I am surprised why I want to write female characters who are feisty yet kind in such a harsh world because it came from her, who witnessing occupation and chaos- to possess intelligence and strength to raise her daughters.

I suppose I can write Midoriko so comfortably as she is a part of the extension of my grandma <3

Anyway enough of me being sentimental, I hope you enjoy this chapter.

[catchyhuh]

LUP AND LANGUAGE!!

just our special guy today because i’ve realized i have very complex thoughts about my main man’s polyglotism and the way i see it utilized in canon and in fan work from time to time. i will be rambling, i will be going off target, this is a promise SO LET'S GO!

so baseline, lupin was bilingual from almost birth, with the whole mixed upbringing and all. so we know that, from the start. french dad, japanese mom, you-- i mean it would be jarring to somehow not know a lick of either. I MEAN THEY GOTTA TALK TO THE BABY SOMEHOW

when he was about 4, the Horrors began. you can’t be much of an international thief only speaking two languages that are… really only primarily spoken in their countries of origin (canadian french is very different you know) so they started piling on more: spanish, italian, english, german, they tried cantonese too, but he had so much trouble with the tones that they dialed it down to mandarin, and he… still had trouble with the tones, because even as an adult that’s a LOT of voice control that he tends to lose when he’s overly happy or upset. so yeah it was hard for a FOUR year old to manage it

it’s kind of funny though; the first language he could really speak was japanese, and the language he usually defaults to, the language he THINKS in, is STILL japanese. all those language courses just for him to stick to ol’ reliable

however, certain words pop up in french first for him; usually numbers. by the time he was learning to count, his dad was more adamant about him speaking french more, so numbers (and colors) register as french in his head before he runs them through a little translator in his head and goes “TWENTY” at top volume. if somebody is describing a math problem to him in japanese, even though he’s most comfortable IN that language, he has to redo the whole thing in his head in french to really get his answer. yes, it’s miserable for him

the language he speaks SECOND most often is usually english, but more for a comedic beat than anything. ironically, lupin uses english the way some english speakers use french, in a way to be goofy and overdramatic about mundane shit. but also if you buy into the “jigen was born in america” thing then it just makes even MORE sense he’d be speaking it semi-often

the thing about his french is that while it’s still deeply ingrained into him, he… very rarely sees it come up in interactions. even when IN france, he sort of subconsciously removes his personal connection to it out of the picture. it’s like speaking portuguese in brazil, or speaking russian in, uh, russia. more of a needed skill than a part of HIM, really. in order to truly unlock his French Mode, he’d need to be around someone speaking french OUTSIDE of france, because, weird as it may sound, that’s just how he’s connected to it. and then he’d talk to them for a bit, start slipping into it naturally, and he might accidentally lock himself into it for an hour or so after they’re done talking. this is really the only kind of instance that gets him to slip up around any of the other four, because in his mind, why would he be speaking in french when he knows he can better communicate with the sorry bastard in front of him in another language?

i leave you with one final note to a question you could maybe be having idk: so, how many languages CAN lupin speak? and the answer to that is uh. i don’t know. many. whatever is plot relevant. are we like counting piglatin too or

[northwest-by-a-train]

Mutual 1: I wish someone could kill me so I could be reincarnated as a saxophone solo in Al Stewart's 1991 song Year of the cat

Mutual 2: Horror keeps piling upon horror and we will live old and wrinkled in this time of horrors. The only cure is to post black and white pictures of men who have problems

Mutual 3: killing baby Caesar does lengthen the lifespan of the roman empire by ~350 years, as it dissolves into some sort of federalist-feudalist structure not unlike the Holy Roman Empire. The main difference is that a sort of loose syncretic pan-imperial polytheism is the dominant religion, leading to Icelandic temples of Isis and Ethiopian temples of Epona. As such, this timeline was spared the drawbacks of a centralized state-enforced organized religion. The main drawback is that being a furry is considered blasphemy by the vast majority of humanity.

Mutual 4: if Pendleton Ward does not make Mr Cupcake a Trotskyist I will set the cartoon network offices on fire

Mutual 5: if Serial Experiments Lain was made today they would make her cis. Well. Not on my watch

Mutual 6: Can we take a minute here and normalize arms trading? Marginalized communities need those 3D-printed untraceable ghost guns with Family Guy muzzles, I need to make a living since I was thrown out of the commune by Hannah-Arendts-Strap (message me for details), Seth MacFarlane needs people to watch season 27. But Academia will talk about Kant's white-ass categorical imperative to argue no one should sell guns. Typical.

Mutual 7: I am in your walls. Why is there lead paint on your radium plumbing my dude. You know that's not aryuvedic.

Mutual 8: I'm sorry but Robespierre was a scapegoat of most of the French revolution's atrocities, and bourgeois reactionary elements have tried to turn him into a proto-totalitarian crazed madman, but the historical record paints a much more complex picture. Which is why I don't believe he would ever whip Danton's ass like you just wrote. He would be the one wearing the ball gag. How can I make you see the truth my brother ?

Mutual 9: Arabic and Eastern European poetry have been superior throughout the late 20th/early 21st century. We also have the best cigarettes. If we keep going we can surround Constantinople in the next decade, and restore the Palaiologos to their rightful place.

Mutual 10: The callout posts are true. Reflecting on it, it was obvious that our attempt to create a secret #LiberateBelize discord channel without British people was chavphobic. We are listening and learning.

Mutual 11: Pinkie Pie could negotiate the Oslo Accords, but Bill Clinton could never bag pony Weird Al

Mutual 12: If I think about Betty Groff for more than two seconds I'll divorce my husband. I got the papers and everything. But I won't. I'm brave like that. #ChristianLove

Mutual 13:

Mutual 14: I was visited by the virgin Mary last night. Again. She told me I can't make my girlfriend pregnant like that. Again. But I know Ron L. Hubbard is with me, and it's all that matters.

Mutual 15: Mustard gas doesn't even taste like mustard. You guys lied to me. My Mac & Cheese is ruined.

Mutual 16: Stop saying my think tank advocates killing orphans. We're pro-harvesting organs in youth correctional facilities for reduced sentences !!! But again we see the pro-carceral bias inherent to Lutherans. Have you guys even read Angela Davis ?

Mutual 17: Here's my solution to the Israel-Palestine conflict: spend a hundred billion dollars for multiversal research, reach the mirror universe. Israelis get the biblical kingdom of Israel borders on this earth, Palestinians get the 1948 borders in the mirror universe. I think this is the fairest deal America can offer at this time.

Mutual 18: I tried to live the life of a restless European adventurer in Macau playing roulette and serving as a mercenary to various conglomerates. Turns out they also charge rent there. And income is taxable too. And I bet everything on Red. And I don't speak Mandarin, Cantonese or Portuguese. Help me pay for my flight home! 6¢/50 000$ collected!

Mutual 19: Yeah the canonization of Bolaño as the latest LatAm literary genius speaks to a sort of general malaise in post-colonial literature due to the collapse of magical realism as a viable tradition for meaningful political messaging. So the literature of unease and obsession and maladjustment itself is canonized, like an oyster canonizing the grain of sand that's tearing it apart. The fact that no other major voice has really appeared on the continent within the past 20 years should tell us this isn't working. Which is why the Brazilian JoJo fandom has a unique opportunity to meaningfully impact the course of world literature. #Multipolarity

Mutual 20: wow guys someone left a tray of perfectly good Mac & Cheese on a windowsill! Yummy!

Mutual 21: Did medieval surgeons pulling teeth get erections? I wouldn't normally ask this of my followers but I'm arguing about Sex Work with the ghost of Andrea Dworkin and I need hard evidence (no pun intended lol)

Mutual 22: Electro-Swing is a Belgian psy-op. I can't prove it, but I know it

Mutual 23: I'm the first neutered catgirl to be tried in a military court. But I know I'm not the last.

Mutual 24: Did you guys know you could eat olives? The thing they make oil from? I ordered three kilos of motors, so I can eat it with my roommate's Mac & Cheese

Mutual 25: Anglicans, amirite ? [Sounds of raucous applause]

[boombox-fuckboy]

Do you know if there are any bilingual Chinese (Cantonese or Mandarin) horror audio dramas? (or just horror audio dramas featuring bilingual Chinese characters.)

I've got one in terms of characters (but what a one): VAST Horizon.

Agronomist Nolira wakes up partway to a new world to discover the ship she's on is damaged, set adrift, and seemingly completely abandoned. With only the aid of the malfunctioning ship's AI, she has to work out what happened, and how to solve a range of problems completely outside her expertise to keep the ship, and herself, alive. By Fool & Scholar so you know the sound design's gonna be brilliant.

I believe some bonus episodes of The White Vault may also qualify here but may not be entirely available outside of Patreon.

[daenystheedreamer]

9 People I'd Like to Know Better ^_^

@dyannawynnedayne kisses to you my wonderful friend from the puter <3<3<3

Last Song: For Her, Fiona Apple. SUCH a good song for rhaenyra & alicent not in a rhaenicent way but in a. They Are Abused. way. viserys/alicent and really viserys/rhaenyra also. daemon/rhaenyra if rhaenyra was self aware about it.

Favorite Colour: cop out but i cant pick<3 maybe red❤️ but i love blue and brown and yellow and black and purple and green and. Et cetera.

Currently Watching: HOUSE OF THE DRAGON SEASON ONE I SWEAR I WILL GET BACK TO IT i got distracted by stucky fanfiction and my own OCs and investigating crypto frauds. My bad. also supernatural i got bored cos there is no castiel yet.

Last Movie/TV Show: ermmm my letterboxd says child's play i watched that on halloween ^_^ very fun. also the vvitch and lake mungo both great horror films i recommend :D

Spicy/Savory/Sweet: CANT PICK ough. i have an extreme sweet tooth but cantonese food is such an important part of me where would i be without dumpling and roast pork...

Current Obsession: stucky............. you start off going I think bucky barnes is gay and endgame was pretty bad. flash forward two months and now look at me. i have opinions on stucky fanfic.

Relationship Status: single and august im trying real hard not to hate you rn. i hate happy couples. like im so happy for you genuinely but When Is It My Turn

Last Thing You Googled: large low shear velocity provinces

tagging urm....... @tyriongirl @wafflehousegothic @lexiiicon @daenerysoftarth @wiremotherenergy @amogusus @boghierophant @a-thousand-eyes-and-one @blackgumball kisses if u wanna ^_^♡

[mementoboni]

Kaoru and Hong Kong Movies

X ( Long post!! )

It's been a while, but I found that Kaoru mentioned a lot of classic Hong Kong movies in this tweet.

These are the movies I used to watch when I was a kid, and I never thought I'd ever hear them from Kaoru one day, so I want to give a brief introduction to these movies. 😀

01. スパルタンX (Spartan X)

繁體中文：快餐車 / English: Wheels on Meals

Wheels on Meals is a 1984 Hong Kong martial arts action comedy film written and directed by Sammo Hung (洪金寶), with action choreographed by Jackie Chan (成龍). The film stars Jackie Chan (成龍), Sammo Hung (洪金寶), Yuen Biao (元彪), Lola Forner, Benny Urquidez and José Sancho.

In 1984, it was adapted into the video game Spartan X (released as Kung-Fu Master internationally).

The final fight between Jackie Chan and Benny Urquidez

🎥 Best Fight Scene 👇

02. 五福星 (ごふくせい)

繁體中文：奇謀妙計五福星 / English: Winners and Sinners (or 5 Lucky Stars)

Winners and Sinners is a 1983 Hong Kong action comedy film written and directed by Sammo Hung (洪金寶), who also starred in the film. The film co-stars Jackie Chan (成龍) and Yuen Biao (元彪), the latter serving as one of the film's action directors.

The film is followed by My Lucky Stars (福星高照) and Twinkle, Twinkle Lucky Stars (夏日福星), insofar as the "Five Lucky Stars" concept (福星系列) and many of the same actors return in those latter films. However, the character names and indeed their roles differ - Stanley Fung's character is the nominal "leader" of the quintet in Winners and Sinners (奇謀妙計五福星), whereas Hung's character takes the mantle in the latter films.

🎥 Best Fight Scene 👇

03. 霊幻道士 (れいげん どうし)

繁體中文：殭屍先生 (or 暫時停止呼吸) / English: Mr. Vampire

As this is one of my favorite movies, I will introduce more 😃

Mr. Vampire is a 1985 Hong Kong comedy horror film directed by Ricky Lau (劉觀偉) and produced by Sammo Hung (洪金寶).

The vampire of the film is based on the jiangshi (殭屍/ㄐ一ㄤˉ ㄕˉ), the hopping corpses of Chinese folklore (similar to both zombies and vampires).

"殭" means "to die immortal" (死而不朽) or "stiff" (about the same as "僵"), and "屍" means "dead body".

The film was released under the Chinese title 暫時停止呼吸 (literally: Hold Your Breath for a Moment) in Taiwan. This is because most (not all) of the 殭屍 can't see with their eyes, they can only tell where people are by their breathing, so if you hold your breath you won't get caught by 殭屍.

🎥 ※ This video is dubbed in Mandarin (with Eng subs) 👇

The film is set in the late Qing Dynasty to the early Republic of China (清朝末年~民國初期), that is, the late 19th century to the early 20th century, and most of the 殭屍 are wearing the costumes of Qing Dynasty officials.

(That's why, when I first read about the Qing Dynasty (清朝) in the history textbook, I wondered why people were all dressed as 殭屍 🤣)

🎥 ※ This video is dubbed in Mandarin (with Eng subs) 👇

The box office of Mr. Vampire success led to the creation of a Mr. Vampire franchise, with the release of four sequels directed by Ricky Lau (劉觀偉) from 1986 to 1992, and subsequent similarly themed films with different directors released between 1987 and 1992, with Lam Ching-ying (林正英) as the lead for the majority of them.

The film was the breakthrough success of the jiangshi genre, a trend popular in Hong Kong during the 1980s, and established many of the genre's recognisable tropes.

🎥 ※ This video is dubbed in Mandarin (with Eng subs) 👇

I highly recommend this movie!!

Also, I love the the movie song - Ghost Bride (鬼新娘).

🎥 ※ This song is in Cantonese (廣東話/粵語). 👇

04. Mr.Boo

繁體中文：半斤八両 / English: The Private Eyes

The Private Eyes is a 1976 Hong Kong comedy film written, directed by and starring Michael Hui (許冠文) and co-starring his brothers Samuel Hui (許冠傑) and Ricky Hui (許冠英) as well as Shih Kien (石堅) and Richard Ng (吳耀漢) in his second film role. Sammo Hung (洪金寶) served as the film's action director and Jackie Chan (成龍) was also a stuntman.

In 1979, when Jiahe Corporation (嘉禾公司) promoted Bruce Lee's (李小龍) kung fu film in Japan, it added "The Private Eyes" and changed its propaganda department to "Mr Boo!" as a call to action, it became a huge hit, earning a billion yen at the box office in Japan, followed by several Huh Brothers (許氏兄弟) comedies featuring "Mr. Boo!" as the title.

It is worth mentioning that Hsu Kuan-chieh's (許冠傑) character was voiced by the famous Japanese actor Kitano Takeshi (北野武). In 1981, Takakura Ken (高倉健) starred in "駅 STATION ", there are also male and female protagonists watching "The Private Eyes" kitchen fighting scenes. Japanese manga master Akatsuka Fujio (赤塚不二夫) has written the preface and Japanese lyrics for this film.

🎥 The kitchen fighting scenes 👇

#吳耀漢

繁體中文：吳耀漢 / English: Richard Ng

Kaoru mentioned 吳耀漢 in the tag because he passed away in April 2023. 吳耀漢 is a famous actor in Hong Kong, and he has appeared in all the movies mentioned above except Mr. Vampire.

※ In fact, 吳耀漢 appeared in 霊幻道士3 (繁體中文：靈幻先生 / English: Mr. Vampire III), a sequel to the Mr. Vampire series, which was released in 1986. I guess this is the movie Kaoru was referring to.

Speaking of 吳耀漢, I would like to recommend another Hong Kong movie: Rigor Mortis

05. Rigor Mortis

繁體中文：殭屍(2013) or 殭屍 七日重生

Rigor Mortis is a 2013 Hong Kong horror film directed by Juno Mak (麥浚龍) and produced by Takashi Shimizu (清水崇，the director of 呪怨 Juon). The film is a tribute to the Mr. Vampire film series. Many of the former cast are featured in this film: Chin Siu-ho (錢小豪), Anthony Chan (陳友), Billy Lau (樓南光) and Richard Ng (吳耀漢). *吳耀漢 is the 殭屍 on the poster. 👆

Unlike the usual Hong Kong comedies, the overall atmosphere in Rigor Mortis is very depressing. The whole movie is full of nostalgia and reluctance for Mr. Vampire, which reminds people of the glory of Hong Kong jiangshi movies back in the day. Personally, I think it is the best jiangshi movie of the last 20 years.

🎥 OFFICIAL TRAILER 👇

🎥 The Hallway Scene in the movie also uses the song Ghost Bride (鬼新娘), and the song is even more creepy as it slows down. 👇

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It's really happy to know that Kaoru has watched these movies.

💜 Thanks for reading 💜

Btw, today (2023/08/30, the 15th day of the 7th lunar month) is The Ghost Festival (中元節).

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Are you able to make an An-An Lee or a Tuesday? (both are from Reverse:1999)

went w an-an lee cuz i cldnt find a ton of info on tuesday, i hope u like gho!! feel free 2 change anything!

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