#Yaja time

[kimborachant]

Yaja time

[fixasiyeon]

Yaja Time's Cover of Love 119 (Special Clip)

as a Cassette Design ☁️🎶

[somsominji]

Yaja time!

[thinemoonshine]

୨୧ 𝓼𝐮𝐥𝐤𝐲 𝓼𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲! ୨୧

—⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ where enhypen messed up and has to turn (y/n)’s frown upside down…or they get the unfathomable horror: the silent treatment

enhypen hyung line x fem!enhypen 8th member content(s): light angst, dramatic members, clingy lovey enha, sunghoon gets bitten, (y/n) being doted on, fluffity fluff, they are so lovesick boys coded here type: imagine

note: this work is based off of ૮꒰ྀིthis꒱ྀིა ask! i tried to make it ot7 but i cannot, for the life of me, imagine (y/n) arguing with the maknae line. so sorry about that!! </3

⋆˙𐙚 L.HEESEUNG 𐙚˙⋆

heeseung's large doe eyes shift towards (y/n) from the TV screen much too frequently as they both sit at opposite sides of the couch. their distance is only a leg's length away but the frostiness in which (y/n) portrays makes it seem as if a single inch will give him frostbite.

who knew that eating the last ice cream could create such catastrophic casualty?

heeseung. heeseung knew. and yet he still did it.

it was a fair deal, the eight each get their own flavour of ice cream so that no arguments would ensue but (y/n), unlike the others, had to leave hers because she had a schedule—excited to have a cold, refreshing dessert after coming back.

but lo and behold, she comes back to a freezing, barren freezer—much like her stomach.

the culprit: lee heeseung himself, who claims that he assumed that (y/n) didn't wanna eat it.

and what did that get him?

pure, utter silent wrath—which he finds much, much scarier than the loud.

"(y/n)..." heeseung tries for the fifth time in the past 15 minutes and still, she's managed to act as if he isn't there. never before has she been so upset and it daunts him. how long is she gonna stay like this? it's only been minutes and he's already feeling like he's about to perish from her frigidity. "(y/n), i'm sorry. i'll buy you more! what ever type you want, as much as you want!"

now that gets him a reaction—although, different than what he expected.

she turns to him and he's just about to smile only for the corners of his lips to drop at the sight of her glare.

"you think that's gonna fix everything? of course, we can buy some more, that's obvious! that's not the problem! the problem here is you eating my food!" (y/n) seethes, brows knit and eyes sharpened. "do you know how exhausted i was after my schedule? i was so excited to go home and rest with my cold sweet snack to freshen me up but then suddenly, GONE."

heeseung cowers, hands gathered on his lap as his big, round eyes widen guiltily, brows droopy and bottom lip subtly sticking out. "i'm sorry...i just thought that you didn't want it anymore..."

the sound of her exasperated sigh only increases the weight in his chest but it becomes ten times worse when he sees her slumping back against the couch to not speak to him again.

no no no no, she was already talking to him! now, it's just gonna get worse.

"i should've asked first and i should've told you that i ate your ice cream," heeseung quickly says, fully determined to gain her forgiveness despite being just slightly prideful before.

he bites his lip, practically chewing on it but then perks when he sees her glancing at him. mustering up his courage, he scoots a little closer and feels hopeful when she doesn't seem to mind. "and! and i'll let you do yaja time for the whole day if i ever do something like this again."

now that, she likes. turning her head slowly with her crossed arms loosening, a small cheeky smile appears and gosh, does the sight of it lightens him so much.

"no take backs," she confirms to which he nods at with a tight lip grin of surrender but the moment she cheers and wraps her arms around him, he knows he'll let her have yaja time anytime if she only just asks.

heeeseung chuckles against her ear as he reciprocates the embrace before she pulls away to lie on his lap to which he takes advantage of to play with her hair. he knows how much the gesture relaxes her—hoping that it'd be enough to rid off her exhaustion.

⋆˙𐙚 P.JONGSEONG 𐙚˙⋆

this is it. this is the end for him.

never ever had he ever thought the day would come—the day that (y/n) and him argue.

it’s not as dramatic as he makes it seem but it sure is for him considering how he and (y/n) are always on the same page. so to have them turning the other way from each other is disastrous.

this morning, the two were making breakfast together alongside sunghoon and riki after they lost a game. jay and (y/n) were in the kitchen while riki and sunghoon were getting the stuff from the nearby mart.

all (y/n) wanted was to wash the dishes but jay, ever so gentlemanly jay, insisted that he do the dirty work while she just get the tools ready.

call it morning moodiness or whatever, but (y/n) was not having it.

“what’s wrong with me doing the dishes?” (y/n) asked, brows knit with slight irritation.

“nothing. it’s just better for me to do it while you get the stuff for cooking ready,” jay answered.

(y/n) crossed her arms. “and why is it better for you to do it? oh, so apparently i’m bad at cleaning now.”

“i never said that!” the other denied, a frown present as well.

“then let me do what i wanna do,” the girl adamantly said to which jay sighed heavily at followed with a frustrated, “can’t you just stop the attitude?”

and that was when the horrible, bone-eating, mind plaguing, day-nightmare started: the silent treatment.

it’s afternoon now and jay can’t seem to find (y/n) anywhere around him—like he’s some sort of personal virus to her. the clothes he’s folding has never felt more heavier and the stacks he’s made are messy, barely proper squares of folded clothing.

usually, (y/n) would be around to accompany him—making hot drinks and bringing snacks to feed him since he has to keep his hands clean. he’d be sitting with soft hums leaving him every once in a while as she talks his ears off.

and sometimes, when there aren’t any undergarments in the basket, (y/n) helps with folding too—undoubtedly making even prettier stacks to which jay is both proud and jealous of.

her absence is palpable. and the silence is anything but tranquil—stifling and ridiculing him for being such a coward.

beep beep beep beep!

his head snaps towards the door at the sound of their automated door lock. are the members home already?

and in comes a—no, the member: (y/n).

she nearly pauses in her tracks when she steps into the living room, inevitably making eye contact with jongseong but she’s quick to feign indifference—and it hurts. little does she know that he feels the same if not more.

“…where are the rest?” jay initiates a conversation and (y/n), with her back on him as she puts down her bag on the counter, subtly loosens up. her stiff shoulders relax just at the mere sound of his voice.

“they’re filming some tiktok challenge. didn’t feel like joining,” (y/n) answers and jay intends to ask more about it but is interrupted by her swift “i’m sorry.”

his eyes widen subtly, brows raise and he watches as she slowly turns to face him with her hands pressed on the counter she leans against.

“i know you were just trying to give me the easy work by doing the dishes. i shouldn’t have been so worked up,” she apologizes sincerely, tone heavy with remorse and jay smiles softly at that.

then, he puts away the towel he’s holding to spread his arms wide open—tender gaze melting her significantly so and she approaches with airy steps before being pulled by jay into him.

jay sighs as he buries his face into her hair while his fingers comb through comfortingly. his other arm is securely wrapped around her waist as she reciprocates the hug.

“don’t. don’t apologize. after all, i should’ve let you do what you wanted,” jay assures as he leans back slightly so (y/n) can comfortably rest against him—his arms practically engulfing her whole into his chest and he can’t help but feel a flutter.

it feels…nice to just hold her close like this. to feel her warmth, to hear her gentle breathing, to be reciprocated so endearingly and just be so uncritically affectionate of one another.

he smiles at that as he feels the life being rekindled in his soul and spirit, arms tightening around her.

“…i don’t feel like doing the dishes now, though.”

“we’ll dump it on the rest.”

⋆˙𐙚 S.JAEYUN 𐙚˙⋆

he’s never felt such anguish before. sure, this situation’s reminiscent to when the members cast him aside for his birthday surprise but that ended on a happy note.

this? this he doesn’t know how it’s going to end.

he didn’t mean to, he swears. he just got o too competitive with the game that he ended up neglecting (y/n)—pushing her away when she wanted to share some insight because he thinks his way is the best.

sure, he got his victory, but at what cost? in the end, it still feels like he lost.

they’re now hanging at (y/n)’s apartment during their once in a while visits considering she lives separately. but the hostess herself isn’t around. she’s locked in her room ‘to sleep’, she said, but jake’s not buying it.

he knows she’s probably mad at him for this morning’s en-o’clock recording and is refusing to even look at him. the thought makes him nervously gnaw on his bottom lip as he distractedly stares at the others playing with the jenga block.

cheers and groans erupt in the room when the build falls and jake stands on his feet, unable to take the tension in his form and the loud noises in his head, and heads to the hallway where (y/n)’s room and bathroom are at.

away from the members’ eyes, he then softly knocks at her door and her instant, “who is it?” solidifies his theory of her being fully awake and avoiding him.

his brows knit and tilt at the ends, dejection growing, before he answers. “it’s…jake.”

a pregnant pause before the door swings open to reveal (y/n) who seems rather indifferent, a complete juxtaposition from the other with shifty, nervous puppy eyes that plead for entry.

her stepping aside and widening the gap of the door mean permit to which he quickly yet gingerly accepts.

she hasn’t even closed the door yet before he instantly spouts, “i’m sorry.”

the door clicks behind her and she leans against it to face jake who’s sitting so politely at the edge of her bed—legs pressed together, back straight and hands on his lap as he looks up at her through long overgrown bangs.

“i’m sorry, (y/n). i-i didn’t mean to…” is all he says before lowering his head and clenching his fists.

the sight both warms and aches her to which she reacts with a sigh—instantly alarming the other who snaps his head back up to see her approaching. he tenses, ready to apologize again, ready to mention the full details on how he shouldn’t have been so hard-headed and selfish and—

oh.

his eyes shut unconsciously when her fingers gently rake his hair back to free his beautiful eyes and forehead. he nearly forgets the words in his head from the pure relief and delight that fills him.

lashes flutter as he slowly opens his eyes back to sweetly gaze up at (y/n) with a look she truly believes to be criminal with how overwhelmingly adorable it is—puppy eyes searching hers for comfort, cheeks glowy and lips pouty.

he makes her want to physically squeeze him until he pops!

so she does—as much as she can, anyways.

hands cup his pretty face as she squeezes just enough to put pressure and make his lips stick out like a pufferfish’s.

a little confused “hm?” sounds from jake as he furrows but the sight of the smile on her face instantly evokes his own—breaking into a wide grin with the corners of his lips curling as he stays between her palms practically buzzing with glee.

“just don’t do that again,” (y/n) warns and he nods vigorously before shutting his eyes again to fully melt into her hands.

if only she knew how close he was to just bawling his eyes out if she rejected his apology. he can’t imagine living without her attention like this.

⋆˙𐙚 P.SUNGHOON 𐙚˙⋆

ice and ice. truly ice ice baby—but with a negative connotation.

sunghoon and (y/n) almost never argue, the two always having similar outlooks or just accepting the other but this time, that wasn’t the case.

the rarer the arguments mean the heavier they are whenever it happens. and it’s so painfully blatant because everyone can sense and see the tension that stretches between sunghoon and (y/n).

one slight pull and it might just snap!

it’s hard to miss, of course. the way his eyes narrow at her and the way her gaze shifts to a glare, the way she steers clear of his space just as he does to her and the most obvious one of all: he doesn’t dote on her like how he usually would.

sunghoon, self-proclaimed (y/n)’s big brother, would always show his affections in one way or another. whether by making sure she’s fed, or by doing his favourite habit of putting his whole hand on top of her head—fingers sprawled and all as his palm covers her crown.

it doesn’t even have to be a pat or anything—just grabbing her scalp and voila! that’s it.

so the fact that he hasn’t done it at all today, is a dead giveaway on their argument.

and so obviously, the members had to send them both on grocery duty. sure, they all went together but they’re so adamant in asking sunghoon and (y/n) to search for some specific stuff on the list together.

“what type of sauce do they want again?” (y/n) asks monotonously, not even bothered to look at sunghoon while stands a few steps away with his hands in his jacket’s pockets.

he pulls the list out. “***** brand.”

the girl hums and chooses it before passing it to the other without making a single eye contact. sunghoon, obviously, returns the favour.

and this routine goes on and on until eventually, sunghoon’s had enough.

he can’t do this. not anymore. not another second of this torture. he feels as if his heart is being torn apart before being harshly shredded to pieces and finally being blended into a juice of depression.

seeing (y/n) so unfeeling around him is so foreign. he hates it. he doesn’t want her hating him. no, that’s the last thing he wants. he can’t digest that.

it’s clear when it starts bothering him because sunghoon’s beginning to glance at her every once in a while. when previously all he wanted was to ignore and be ignored, now all he wants is to see and be seen.

whenever (y/n) puts stuff in the trolley, his eyes follow her every movement. when she asks him for the things on the list, he answers with his gaze set on her—hoping she’ll turn away from the shelf and onto him. and when he sees her favourite snacks, he quietly yet excruciatingly slowly puts it in the cart with a silent plea for her to notice.

and she does. but she doesn’t comment.

still, she isn’t heartless. so she asks, “we finished the list. you want anything else?”

“for you to forgive me,” sunghoon murmurs but the emptiness of the isle they’re in amplifies it.

she finally looks at him, surprised, and it’s doubled when she sees him already looking at her.

he wears a solemn yet sad mien. the bobs of his adam apple expose the vulnerability he feels and (y/n) lets out a deep breath before walking towards him.

“i’m sorry,” he says genuinely and his hand twitches by his side as he restrains from reaching out to pat her head.

it’s not overlooked by the other however, and instead of verbally responding to his apology, she instead cups his hand in both of hers—his flinching at the sudden hold—before she lifts it up to put it on her crown.

sunghoon breaks into a slow grin—eyes upturning and one corner of his lips lifting higher than the other into an endearing smirk—before he ruffles her hair, only to fix it back after.

he chuckles from relief but it’s cut short by a brief grunt at the sudden chomp on his arm. his eyes are wide and lips agape as he stares at (y/n) who’s latched her teeth onto his arm that’s raised to caress her head.

he blinks. she blinks back before slowly pulling away.

“forgiveness tax.”

and all he can do is shake his head with an amused scoff at her absurdity.

“i guess i deserve that.”

ᡣ𐭩ྀི₊ ⊹ masterlist ᝰ.ᐟ✮⋆˙

𝜗𝜚 hi, it’s romi here!! thank you so much for reading to the end!! if you enjoyed it, don’t forget to leave a heart and reblog— they give me some motivation, ya know? but please do not spam like!! X♡X♡, romi ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

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[lgcjaehwa]

jaehwa was unsure about cream soda. she loved the dance aspect, especially the opportunity to explore different styles, but some parts of the concept carried a suave vibe that made her question if she could pull it off. still, it was a challenge she was ready to tackle. who knows? maybe she’d end up looking great in a stylish tux.

her role in team versus, however, was a dilemma on its own. she couldn’t decide which was better: being one of the oldest and finally getting to order the younger ones around or being playfully treated as one of the youngest by the actual younger members. back in crystallis, slipping into her role had been easy since she was one of the youngest by age. but when milan decided to toss out all formalities (no thanks to yaja time) and call her by her full name, jaehwa couldn’t hide her surprise. a fleeting expression of annoyance crossed her face before she quickly masked it.

with her brightest smile, she channeled all her inner child energy and sprinted toward the younger older member. “unnie! i’m officially yours now!” she squealed in a high-pitched tone, fighting the goosebumps rising on her arms.

EVENT: AAA SPECIAL STAGE POST TYPE: STARTER FOR @lgcjaehwa TITLE: YAJA TIME

it only takes milan three minutes to forget her anguish over her song pick. don't get her wrong, 'cream soda' is an amazing song, and any nova member can attest that it was a staple of milan's shower concerts for several months. the issue is milan herself and her lack of... suavity. if she manages to keep herself from smiling during the performance, it would be miracle already.

but back to the practice room. yes, it only takes her three minutes to forget why they are gathered here, thanks to the staff announcement. as much as she's happy about being one of youngest in the group, being the youngest and suddenly becoming the oldest is actually thrilling. and therefore, she's quick to target one of the true oldest member of the group (now a youngest thanks to yaja time). placing her hands around her mouth as if she's shouting, she shots her shot before thinking twice. "jaehwa sun--" habits catch up fast. "i mean, ahn jaehwa! you! be mine!" she declares.

in any other situation, milan wouldn't have been able to approach a crystallis member so casually. but life is meant to be lived and not regretted, so there goes nothing.

[absolutebl]

Hello! I saw you mention this in your post about kink in BL and I'm curious... What do you mean by "linguistically" D/s? The use of titles? Or something beyond that?

Ah yes. So the use of something like phi or hia in Thai BL can be "daddy" coded. Not exactly but similar. If the characters are making a fuss about it in the BL as part of the plot, there's probubly something significantly intimate, sexual, or kinky going on (or all 3) with the language.

Also, if an older uke character swaps down registers (so suddenly uses own name or pom for the I pronoun) that's a sign of sexual submission. See LeonPob in Don't Say No.

You'll see friends tease each other in a flirtatious way with nong as well. Bad Buddy does this. (That a demotion of the person being called nong if they aren't a nong, and sometimes even if they are.)

Similarly hyung in Korean BLs has great power when sunbae is primarily in use prior. I call this "hyung slinging" when the use of the "older brother" honorific is pretty much weaponized for intimacy.

You want to see some serious hyung slinging? Watch Semantic Error.

The way JaeYoung melts whenever SangWoo uses hyung is KEY to their romantic arc. Then during yaja time when JaeYoung gets to use the word hyung on SangWoo, it is DRIPPING with sex appeal. No accident this is right before they kiss.

It's so linguistically kinky it's practically a master class in using a register shift for seduction.

Additionally, different application in the names, registers, and formalities in KBL or JBL (esp in terms of suffixes) is also in play (or given name vs family name) to drive intimacy and sexual tension.

For JBL I go into this grappling in Minato's Laundromat. That's a younger character blatantly courting an older character and the language use goes all over the map in a push and pull of seduction and resistance.

I recently noticed in The 8th Sense (after they become boyfriends) the younger character JiHyun uses JaeWon-ssi (NAUGHTY BOY)- but not to his hyung's face, only when talking about his new lover to himself. It's VERY cute. He does slip in a "ya!"" (in front of his friend), gets reprimanded for it, but not severely. I think this is somewhat allowed in a country bumpkin, but there is definitely an extreme intimacy edge of ownership going on too.

It's a "my boyfriend can use casual language because he may be a brat but he's MY brat and he's the only one who's allowed" kind of thing.

[natstky]

Metztitzin 🌕🧡

Tentuk metzti u cazador metzti, yaja nemi sujsul galan pal kanxul.

She is depicted in the colours of a hunter moon, in my town (Texistepeque) she is canonically seen as the sister of Tunaltzin(the sun) and has depression. Hence why she's typically grey. But I think she'll be happy around this time of the year, especially with her rabbit to keep her company. The letters below say Metzti.

She's now available as a print on my inprnt shop.

[lgcseojin]

FAB FOUR ✱ a group thread with @lgcakio , @lgcbaekhyun & @lgcyushin

Anyone could see that Seojin was brimming with enthusiasm from the moment his team was settled. Although random, he was convinced there was some sort of higher power that decided to bless him with so many of his favorite people. Seeing Baekhyun for more than a few hours after quite some time ever since he debuted in another group was certainly welcome, too. ( And he definitely never complained about spending more time with Akio and Yushin. )

To top it all off, they just so happened to all choose a song he liked quite a bit from his favored LGC girl group. He enters the practice room with a rare expression plastered on his face — something reminiscent of a smile. In one hand, he carries an eight pack of electrolyte drinks in various flavors; in the other is a pack with plenty of snacks that his teammates enjoy. He tried to get their favorites. It would be more than enough to get them through the practice for the day.

"Snack run done!" He exclaims, setting both items down before stretching his arms over his head. His eyes immediately fall to Akio, light smirk dancing on his lips. He is still partially amused from their little yaja time episode from the other day.

"Hyung, you should pick first, right?"

[yaja-sims]

introduction ♡

Hello Simmers and Sims 4 Content consumers! My name is Liv, but I go by yaja-sims (pronounced ya ya, the j is silent lol) on Tumblr, Twitter (technically X but no one calls it that LMAO) and Tiktok. I have been playing the Sims for multiple years now, I'm almost certain that it has been 7 years but I'm not actually keeping track 💀. Anyway I have been thinking about starting a Tumblr blog for around a year and a half and finally had the courage to do so! I am a minor but won't specify my age because..it's the internet at the end of the day lol.

Moving on, I have been a fan of creators like @aashwarr, @farfallasims, Claire Siobhan, and multiple other simmers for a few years now. (Claire Siobhan was my first ever simmer I watched and was a fan of; fun fact.) I don't feel comfortable starting a YouTube, making gameplay and let's plays because my anxiety is THROUGH the roof like you won't believe.😪

I just wanted to come on here and state that this is the start of my journey of becoming a simmer and I wanted to share it with some people to get a bit of a following and have a few friends that are also simmers on here! I'll be posting content like builds I make, some sim dumps, lookbooks for my specific sims and cc finds! I know A BUNCH of simmers on this platform already post stuff like this but I wanted to join in and if you could spare some time where you have just a quick look at my content that would be great!

I hope you guys look forward to my content in the future. This is where my post ends now so have an awesome day and I'll post again soon :) (p.s that's when I feel like it, right now I am currently sick and missing exams, I'm cooked lolol)

See you guys in a new post! 😊

sincerely, yaja-sims

[lgcparker]

new gen

@lgcmjun

There had been a few end-of-year special stages Parker had taken part in during the few years since he debuted, and honestly, it was something he almost looked forward to. There was no guarantee what would be proposed, but there was always something extra fun when he got to do something with people outside of his own group. 

Their group name had already been announced ( supernova ) and the ice broken with the yaja game, and now really came practice. It had been some time since Parker had practiced with a group not his own, so it was hard to miss differences in people's habits, nor was it hard to really get over the fact that they all still needed to practice with their own groups for other performances. However, even if practices needed to be somewhat more focused, it was hard not to rest in between and socialize some. 

“I’m willing to bet someone is going to make a comment when all this comes out that I don’t look like I can be your hyung.” The older idol teases as he settles next to Minjun, taking a moment to uncap his water bottle. He’s all good humor and smiles as he glances up at the young man. “ ‘Ah, Parker-oppa, I could have sworn you were one of the youngest all along.’ ” His voice is pitched to sound more like a teasing female fan.

[lgcyuxi]

upon the trees

Men come and go as leaves year by year upon the trees. Those of autumn the wind sheds upon the ground, but when the season of spring returns the forest buds forth with fresh vines. Homer

"Ouroboros," she interjected, her first words since the yaja time game started.

It was late November, and only now was Legacy providing explanation for the requests earlier that month. Surmising that the random paper draw was a cover stage was not difficult given the time of the year and the song choice she picked; rather, it was mechanics of the stage that was difficult to make guesswork of.

It was obvious from the start that it wasn't a simple song swap — otherwise, the song selection would not have been completed individually — but deciphering the hints was not a priority of hers. There were other matters more pressing to attend to.

The first thing she noticed outside the room was the amount of cameras mounted. "This setup begs more questions than answers," she commented, eyebrow raised, pushing open the door. On the other side, a wall of noise greeted her as Yuxi scanned the room to see a trio of familiar faces. Quick hugs were due, and a discussion on their chosen songs — all Hweek — filled in what could've easily been an awkward silence. A trickle of new joiners entered the room one by one, with the same fanfare and laconism in Yuxi's greetings, who had since glided off to the side in a bid to avoid unnecessary crowding. She did not envy the task ahead for the post-production editors in isolating the audios of seven.

Once the excitement had settled and they were seated, the details of the performance were finally shared amongst them. Yuxi's area of expertise did not lie in producing, and so she readily ceded the decisions to the others in her group, entering the conversation when she felt something of substance to add. There wasn't much.

That arrangement agreed with her. It was only when the group started the mind-numbing process of naming themselves that she had an idea. "Ouroboros," Yuxi said into the silence. Drawing a circle with a finger, she explained, "The ouroboros is a symbol of a snake eating its tail, representing cycles, particularly that of life and death, of rebirth." She was not a believer in new years resolutions or the like, but did the herald of a new year represent a rebirth for many?

Her eyebrows creased and she made a swiping motion with her hand as she shook her head, "I withdraw my words, it's too complicated to pronounce." And that was that.

[galindatopland]

yaja time. in my brain

[yuliangs]

translating yaja time as "i'll be frank with you" what were they thinkinggg

[the-hem]

"The Dalliance." From the Chandogya Upanishad, the Exploration of the Mysteries of the Priesthood.

Chapter XXIII − Praise of Om Unassociated with any Ritual

1There are three divisions of dharma: Sacrifice, study and charity form the first. Austerity is the second.

Now the Rishi is reeling us in for full initiation. After we spent all that time on the many definitions and angles on Saman, now He thinks we are ready to leave rituals behind.

Dharma, Sacrifice, Study, and Charity should have been our ways of life before we started to think about become religious workers, of course, but just in case, let’s review their purposes and methods.

Dharma (durma) is “duty”. Duty is what life calls on us to do because it is necessary. Dharma is different from the law and from what is obligatory. Dharma requires conscious, willing sacrifice of one's time to think, act, and emote in a manner that constantly contributes to stability in the world.

Sacrifice (yaja -yah-juh) means to put into the fire, a calm willingness to let go of the behaviors that destabilize us and keep us from fulfilling our Dharma.

Shankaracharya (shunk-ar-uh-char-yuh) said first we pry ourselves away from the idea of the thing or experience, called uparati (oo-puh-rah-tee) so we don’t get into trouble.

Next He said detach through a process called vairagya (vi-rahg-ya) -aversion- and viveka (vee-vay-kuh), or intelligent reasoning, which is a deeper, more potent level of effort than uparati.

Through aversion to trouble, one automatically narrows one's options to what is benefcial and this is the beginning of the heights of wisdom:

Dwelling in the house of the teacher as a brahmacharin, always mortifying the body in the house of the teacher, is the third. All those who practice these dharmas attain the worlds of the virtuous. But one who is established in Brahman obtains Immortality.

We dwell in the Teacher’s House when we study the Sastras and submit to His Instruction. The Rishi says we mortify the body in His Presence. This means we come into a direct experience of how a limited vehicle, the human body can come into full apprehension of the Maker, who is infinite. To conjoin the two experiences at once is the goal of religion. It is available only after one stops dalliancing with disorder.

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I watched the Dream + Kun cooking live uwu

Kun and kids uwu

Kun kept being called mama by the Dreamies and the fans saying he was dressed like a mom (because he was wearing a cardigan) ^^;;

Chef Kun vs Chef Nana faceoff

Renjun said that he spent the lunar new year with his cousins in Garosu-gil. I remember during the first NCT Life ft. Dream, he'd said that his family lived in Ansan. I don't think his cousins necessarily live in Korea (they might have just been visiting) but at the least it seems his immediate family does.

Clingy

Renjun accidentally speaking to Kun in Korean without honourifics and horrifying Jeno ^^;;

Renjun making sure Jisung wasn't feeling excluded and asking Kun and Chenle to speak Korean more

Jisung understanding what Renjun said (I reckon the neos all get some Mandarin education because quite a few of them are able to understand it at a basic level.)

Kun having to read the instructions on how to make hotteok and saying it's the first time he's made it but Renjun saying he saw him practise. What is the truth?!

Renjun asking the other team to take care of Jisung because Jisung was idle and eating all of their team's fruits.

EVERYBODY eating all the fruits.

Renjun getting involved with the other team and Jaemin getting territorial. Everyone going oooOOOOooooOOOOhhh at Renjun getting caught fraternizing with the enemy.

Jaemin spending the entire first part off screen cutting fruits or smthg (I wasn't sure because he was off screen XD)

Kun getting stressed because they added too much water to the hotteok mix. Chenle suggesting ideas and Kun having none of them because it has to be perfect ^^;;

Impromptu yaja time and the first thing Jaemin does is tell Kun to hurry up ToT Forever bullied.

Real time picture of Kun after they poured the filling in to thicken up the mix and the fans said it was a bad idea.

They were talking about how Kun had cooked rice cake soup another time. Kun said that when he did, there was a fire. I had seen clips of him putting out a fire with Haechan so I guess that was the one ^^;;

Chenle talks such big game ToT And then it's Kun doing all the work.

Kun being like okay maybe I can fix this and Jisung being like I believe in you (y)

They ended up making it like a pancake lol.

Renjun getting way up in the other team's business and helping them out with it and flipping the pancake and Jeno being like where have you been lol.

Jisung and Renjun being like uwu we're the two people who didn't do anything.

Jeno going over to the other team to play (flip the pancake).

Jaemin generally being uninvolved in the stream because he was seriously cooking.

In the end the Kun-Chenle-Jisung team put cheese in their massive hotteok so it was like a pizza pocket ToT I don't know how it would taste with the clashing between sweet and savoury ToT

Jaemren :3

Nomin :3

[chaerybae]

oh shit i heard yaja time

i can't understand what skz are saying but i love them 🫶🫶