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hello good fucking morning.
#MAN my body clocked has relapsed into oblivion HAAHAHAHHA.#anyway....wowerz!!! it's been a whole ass week since i last yapped on here!!!!!#ive been a little busy with org work as of late bwahahha and i still am which is tragic.#but i'm gonna write until sunlight this time bcs its currently 12am......and i have been asleep since 6pm HSUDHSJAJAKS.#and i have chinese language lessons in the morning so sleep is put at an awkward spot rn đđ.#mayhaps i will be finishing nabi this session HUAHSHSHA i reread what i wrote for part three so far the other day and i missed!!! gyu!! so!!#much!!!!#ive also been picking up my juldarigi wip again because i kept getting brain possessed by ideas.#i can't wait to release this mess into the wild too BWHAHAHAHA#anyway.....i need to eat dinner (it's 12am. time is an illusion) and ill answer some asks later!!!!#buhbye mwa
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So update on this
Still in china
I've been doing kinda good ig
Did 5 tested aced 3 did well on 1 and failed 1
Despite the fact that I'm doing an intro to Chinese course the teachers in my class are damn near speed running the subject material
So much so that i don't understand whats going on half the time
Which is very frustrating cuz if you ask them to slow down they act offended asf
Pulled an all nighter to do homework and fell asleep late so i asked my teacher if i could skip the morning period just so that i won't be sleeping in class she never responded
Then later that they asked me why i was sleeping in class
Was called into the office over the test i did decent in...that's right not the one i failed
The one i did well enough in
Got a lecture and they've been grouping me together with the people who actually failed the test for reference i got 78 on the test and they're grouping me with people who got 40s and 50s on the test.
The teacher said because we have a few people in the class who speak Chinese(only 5 of them out of 20 students) they're going through the lessons quicker to challenge them and i somehow have to find a way to keep up?????
Asked to be put in a slower class since they were asking for volunteers for a slower class and my teacher didn't approve it
They expect me to be as good as people who've been learning the language for years and it's just very frustrating.
So really it's been hell
I've constantly been swamped with homework and thats legitimately why I've barely been on here and yeahhh
Haven't drawn in 2 months
But i gotta tough it out
But uk
Big sad vibes
Moved to china for school
But my major is being taught in chinese
So i gotta learn chinese
But it's difficult and everyone else in the class is so good at it
And it's frustrating and i deadass just want to huddle in a corner and cry.
But i gotta tough it out cuz my fam back home is supporting me with all their heart and i really wanna do right by them
But i also miss them a fuck ton and i wanna call them and talk to them but doing that just makes me feel worse cuz i miss them alot
And yeh
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random headcanons i have for each om! character teehee
hi it's been a while since ive posted some hcs bc uni has been kicking my a$$! luckily i only have a few papers to tidy up and im done. here r some hcs for each obey me character that ive accumulated over the past few months wink wonk
most are random but some constants you'll find are what i think they smell like, languages they can speak (other than their native (demon/angel) and eng/jp), and music tastes !
lucifer
i have a strong feeling that he showers twice a day: in the morning after waking up and at night before going to bed
his cologne is probably the type that will last in an elevator for like a week after he uses it once. i dont think this mf ever smells like anything other than his cologne
has a secret folder on his phone of semi-nudes and other scandalous pics from when he felt sexy at the time omg
aside from demon language/eng/jp he can speak french and knows latin
listens to classical stuff yea but he also listens to diavolos mixtapes (re: diavolo's section)
not a fan of sweets but will eat sweet things when craving
really bland sense of humor...borderline cringey đâđ»
mammon
has gone to google images and searched for "inspirational quotes tumblr" "gold aesthetic tumblr" & "relatable crush post tumblr" then reposts it onto his socials or just taps thru them and giggles bc he relates
ïżŒhis cologne doesnt last as long as lucifers and probably smells common. he has to reapply a lot but it's a people pleasing smell. it's cheaper hence the constant reapplying
he probably does have an expensive bottle but is the type to totally overspray...eek
he is canonically a car guy đ„Č and probably tells the one in his room good morning & good night + kisses the hood every once in a while. has tons of car magazines
he doesnt really speak other languages but has attempted to learn spanish before
listens to whatever is on the radio. doesnt rly stan anyone but he eventually will listen to mc's playlist and mc's playlist ONLY
levi
lurks on mc's socials ALL THE TIMEEEE like he will rewatch ur stories and scroll thru ur feed and overanalyze ur tweets/rts or blog posts. if ur mc isnt the type to use sns much he still googles ur name all the damn time just to find any sites u might be on fjdjdjdjskks
probably streams on whatever youtube or twitch devildom site equivalent there is, but only has like 40 or so followers. which he is okay with!
until he sees someone else who gets more attention than him. then the envy starts kicking in bad. especially if they suck đ§đ»ââïž
classic gamer boy smell. you know, sweat, tears, must, and (sometimes) axe deodorant. lucifer has to do a scent check before he goes out to any event & lets him use his cologne. how sweet!
kpop stan!! more girl groups than anything and his ults are probably GIRLS GENERATION, wonder girls, twice, loona, & red velvet
cried when ioi disbanded and refused to leave his room. the only thing u could hear was downpour on loop at full blast
can also speak korean & communicate in echolocation like dolphins đ
satan
listens to country music you cant change my mind
smells like whatever environment he is in. he doesnt really have a designated smell just throws some deodorant on and goes about his day.
he's sooooo bad at driving...gets road rage way too often so his license has been REVOKED
but hes totally a backseat driver. needs to be sedated on long trips
do not let him watch finding nemo when luke asks to watch it. it's not worth it. he will cause mass destruction.
if he was a human or lived long term in the human world he totally has the ability to be a doctor
is studying as many languages as possible, but he mostly knows latin & french & german etc etc. wants to learn all the dead languages out of curiousity
asmo
dont think this mf has ever held down a relationship. ever
he doesnt compromise much & is not willing to change his lifestyle to fit an s/o into it. you keep up with how he lives or it just isnt meant to be (but dont worry! he'll eventually learn...maybe,,,,)
has the hardest time out of everyone when it comes to breaking bad habits
his smell varies bc he uses a variety of perfumes (whatever is the most popular at the time) but he probably sticks to floral and fresh scents. he never uses generic people pleaser scents like mammon
listens to electropop, mainstream pop, & some alternative rock
as for languages he too knows french, spanish, italian, etc. in general, if it's a romance language he knows it!
opposite of lucifer in the sense where he loves sweets and will refrain from eating too many bitter things
i think we all know that asmo is the biggest rockstar of the group! he's probably been in a boy band at least once, but now he makes his own music
has tried to teach mammon how to sing once. ended up in a broken piano and bleeding ears...
beel
i feel like he is SO SHY
like unless ur close to him he will not start conversations or anything
i think he listens to r&b a lot ! and jazz đ maybe rock as well
smells like ur typical athlete with undertones of wet wipes. he carries them around bc he likes to clean his hands before he eats & is prepared for when theres no sink nearby
he can drive and he drives really well. no rough turns, parallel parks perfectly, and never has problems with merging
driving with beel is probably really soothing. left hand is steering the other is gripping ur thigh đ«
dont think hes really fluent in any other language but hes probably semi fluent in korean because levi wanted beel to help him out
definitely know how to order food in practically every language tho HAHAHA
belphie
he reminds me of randall from monsters inc
smells kinda musty IM SORRY but not the way levi does hes more like the kind of musty u feel or smell when it's a shitty morning
but that's only because hes so lazy, when he cleans up hes like satan
has definitely murdered multiple people before. mc is not the first đâđ»
with that being said belphie has been put into prison at least twice when visiting the human world, the mf had such a strong hatred for humans theres no way he never got into trouble before
lucifer probably broke him out and they used the pen thingies from men in black to erase everyones memory of that đ
dont think he listens to anything other than music that'll put him to sleep. really likes lazy song by bruno mars but thinks that bruno mars put too much effort into the song. should have been one acapella verse and then finish
similar to beel hes only semi fluent in one language, probably french bc of lucifer. doesnt remember much but knows a couple of lullabies and bedtime stories
the sandman used to be his bff until they drifted. they do, however, like and comment on each other's sns posts.
diavolo
once he found out who nicki minaj was he became her #1 stan
def an ariana grande stan too đ
choreographs dances when hes stressed...idk just seems like a diavolo thing to do
also makes rly bad soundcloud rap music sometimes. turns to poetry when hes feeling emo but only lucifer knows this. barbatos is suspicious of him but doesnt have enough evidence to confirm.
his dad is like hudson abadeer from adventure time aka marceline's dad? something must have influenced him to want to unite the 3 realms + he would need the approval to do so, so his dad must be more chill than all the others before him đ§đ»ââïž IDK ok anyway
currently going through his hamilton phase bc of mc. whether mc's intent was to get him hooked onto it or just to explain it bc of something he saw online, he tells everyone that he found out abt it bc of mc!
this man cannot drive his skills are only second to jumin han
not too fond of many languages but knows the widely spoken ones like spanish, mandarin, etc. if it's taught in high school he knows it
smells like a las vegas casino. not sure why but i feel like he does. but there's also an interesting & nice smell to him if he embraces you. it's a smell you cant quite identify. but it smells nostalgic, it's mysterious, and it's tempting.
barbatos
very calm demeanor but underneath hes WILD hes probably done everything at least once oof
he just has a lot of control and stability over himself (must be nice!)
on a more angsty note i feel like he might have had his heartbroken sO BAD IDK he is hurting and maybe that's why hes so willing to obey diavolo and not abuse his time lord power thingies bc he learned his lesson the hard way
mans is so smart he knows every language you could switch languages mid conversation with him and he wouldnt be thrown off. he'd probably start speaking it too.
BUT HE SPEAKS VIET P E R F E C T L Y
listens to the same stuff as lucifer but also likes eminem. likes the movie 8 mile but criticized it heavily
have you ever been to a chinese herb shop? naturally, he smells like that. his room probably smells like it too. he doesnt really have a significant smell like some of the others
when he bakes he smells like whatever hes baking tho
one of the few out of everyone listed to have been able to travel to literally everywhere
solomon
was probably on kitchen nightmares once, but only to get feedback from chef gordon ramsay. then he used his magic to prevent the episode from airing...
was in an orchestra, one of the best times of his life. played the violin. asmo watched him in the audience once, but didnt approach him until well after that performance.
he CANNOT sing. he can, however, rap.
doesnt listen to music. he listens to podcasts! but every now and then he turns on background music, but prefers it to be instrumental stuff
never wears sunglasses. also does not have a driver's license. cannot drive a regular car. could maybe fly an airplane.
due to his immortality he has learned almost every language to exist, but finds himself speaking mandarin the most. knows most dialects too
similar smell to barbatos but u can also smell some sunscreen on him too. like, generic beach day suncreen
he has a lot of pact marks, so he once had the idea to match foundation to his skin. it took him two weeks but he eventually perfected a combination. yes he will help u find ur perfect shade if u ask him to
simeon
another country music man. has also made a tiktok or two to that one song that goes "he cant even bait a hook." they are private tho
angel country music exists and simeon invented it
if he visits the human world and wears more causal clothing he probably tucks his shirt into his pants
wears a speedo at the beach i tell u, speedo at the beach
he can speak german...i can feel it
uses his pointer finger to type and holds the phone like 2 inches away from his face so sometimes his nose will push a key hence all his typos
has no signature smell. he simply smells like your favorite scent all the time. if multiple people are around him at once, everyone smells a different smell. it's pretty rad
"what does he smell like to himself?" u may be asking. hmm...a church? đ
luke
his first pet was a goldfish and a few months before the exchange program happened, he was given a koi pond!
secretly likes hanging out with levi sometimes just to play with henry. makes him miss his pet fish back home
so his favorite movie is probably finding nemo and he threw a fit when nemo touched the butt
luke is probably learning german bc of simeon, though he'd like to learn more of the dead languages just for fun
i dont think he listens to music often or has any preferences, he just listens to whatever is playing on the radio
but he finds himself listening to the music mc listens to
smells like freshly baked goods all the time. or fresh laundry. but like, not combined. just depends on the day
#i cant wait for finals to be over#HASHTAG TIME HCNDNDNSN SO MANY#obey me tingz#obey me#obey me!#obey me lucifer#obey me mammon#obey me leviathan#obey me levi#obey me satan#obey me asmodeus#obey me asmo#obey me beelzebub#obey me beel#obey me belphegor#obey me belphie#obey me diavolo#obey me barbatos#obey me solomon#obey me simeon#obey me luke#obey me headcanons#obey me! headcanons#om! headcanons#omswd#obey me imagines
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Well would you look at that? Two Bi-Han requests in a row! This truly must be what heaven looks like and I donât know what I did to deserve such a gift but I am LIVING for this right now.Â
Thank you so much @sapphirenightsworldâ for requesting this, I had such a great time writing this! It was pretty challenging to write Noob as a bottom since the man screams top (to me at least). I think I figured out out though. :) So, under the cut is about 5 1/2 pages of Noob being a drunken, bossy, sassy, loud and demanding mess of a bottom. Itâs probably a bit OOC for Noob, but hey alcohol. I hope you guys enjoy it, please like, reblog and comment if you do enjoy it, encouragement keeps me motivated.Â
Also please feel free to send me more requests! I know some of you might be put off by me not taking anonymous asks anymore, but please keep in mind you can always DM and I will keep them anonymous. As always Tomoka Land is a judgement free zone, just like I am so Iâm never going to judge you or think poorly of you just because you might have an unusual request. :)
Time for another Chinese lesson from a Japanese speaking dinosaur! LOL I consulted the Elder Gods (aka google) and Reddit for all the Chinese in this fic so, it should be pretty close to what modern Chinese people actually speak.
qīn : bae/term of endearment
TÄ mÄ de : fuck
duĂŹbĂčqÇ : sorry
qÇng : please
lĂĄi ba, cÄo wÇ : come on, fuck me
WÇ cÄo, gÇo shĂ©nme fÄijÄ« : what the fuck
GĂšng duĆ : more
       âFuck me,â the wraith rasped huskily as he stumbled backwards falling awkwardly back on the bed you shared with him, -when he actually stayed-.
        âWh-what?â your words get stuck in your throat as you feel your mouth go dry at your loverâs demand.
        âI said fuck me. Whatâs wrong? I thought English was your first language; did you suddenly forget, or are you getting old and losing your hearing?â He leans up on his elbows, giving you a lopsided grin as he stares intensely back at you.
        A shiver runs down your spine as you meet his unnatural, milky white eyes, âNoob weâve never, I mean not like this, I uh. Fuck. Come on stop messing around.â
        âDid I stutter? Iâm serious. Fuck. Me.â The wraith repeats slowly and deliberately, a difficult task given his current state. âYou never shut up about how good my cock feels in your ass. âAh! Please Noob fuck me harder! Oh! Your cock is so big! It feels so good in my tight âittle, fuck, little hole!â I want to know what Iâm missing.â The former cryomancerâs slurs punctuates his sentences with loud over-exaggerated moans as he shoots you a defiant and challenging look.
        âNoob youâre drunk, stop teasing me and go to bed,â you sigh loudly while pinching the bridge of your nose and shaking your head. You feel your cheeks heat up with embarrassment before mumbling, âIâm not that loud.â
        âNo, youâre louder qÄ«n, besides Death has no need for sleep,â he retorts smugly as the grin on the wraithâs handsome face grows wider. He tugs his casual black shirt over his head, leaving on only a pair of dangerously low-slung sweatpants which did absolutely nothing to hide the shadowmancerâs prominent erection.
        You groan in frustration as you feel your cock stirring in your pants as his perfect chest is suddenly on display. The sweeping expanse of dark, ashy skin stretched tightly over his muscles seemed to make his pecs and abs bulge and strain even more, you canât help but lick your lips as your eyes trail hungrily over his flawless body. âDeath is going to be pissed at me in the morning when his ass is too sore to sit down,â you grumble ruffling your hair in frustration as you wrestle with your choice.
        âYou dare defy your Emperor?â Noob Saibot growls as his milky eyes narrow and his lips purse tightly in frown.
        You throw your arms up and let out an exasperated groan, âwhat brought this on all of a sudden? Youâve never once offered to bottom, in fact Iâm pretty sure youâve told me âdonât ask, I donât fucking bottom for anyoneâ on more than one occasion.â
        âTÄ mÄ deâ he curses in frustration before adding âIâm too fucking drunk to top, unless you want me to fuck you like my pathetic little brother would. Iâm not that fucking disgrace to my name though and I want more than just a blow job, so fuck me,â he demands as he glares at you. It takes him two or three attempts to finally hook his thumbs on the waistband on his pants as he pushes them down. The wraith groans loudly as his cock is exposed to the cool air around him, he rakes his hand over his toned body before wrapping his hand around his leaking member.
        Your mouth waters at the sight of him teasing himself on your bed. Little whimpers fall from your lips as you palm yourself through your increasingly constricting pants. It was cheating for him to speak Chinese and he knew it; you donât understand much of it yet, but there was something that made Noob seem even sexier and more irresistible whenever the cocky jerk used his native tongue.  The words make you shiver with desire as you find yourself taking slow, hesitant steps toward the wraith still wrestling with yourself on whether or not it was worth giving into his demands. It had certainly crossed your mind more than one time what it would be like to fuck the wraith instead of always taking it up the ass for him, but you still had to weigh your decision carefully as a pissed off shadowmancer was not something you wanted to deal with in the morning.
        âYouâre not going to get this offer a second time,â he groans swiping his thumb across the head of his cock, smearing pre-cum messily around the tip. He bites his lip to stifle a little moan as his hips buck up into his hand, âfuck me,â he repeats, his raspy voice sounding hoarser and almost needy. âStop being such a little bitch about it,â the wraith adds.
        You make up your mind as you let out a shaky breath you didnât even realize you had been holding as you disrobe hastily, cursing as you almost trip and fall trying to pull your pants off. A few seconds later you do trip, falling on top of Noob Saibot as you shoot a glare over your shoulder at his clone mocking you from behind, you swear you can see the shadow smirking at you. You let out a loud moan as you straddle the wraithâs hips. Your cock rubs up against his and your lips find his in a quick and sloppy kiss. You whine into his cool mouth as your tongue licks along the roof of his mouth before tangling around his. Noobâs mouth is relentless and dominate. You grunt when, in his drunken, sloppy haste, his teeth click against yours painfully. You try and change the angle of the kiss but find your head immobilized by the wraithâs strong hand gripping your hair painfully tightly. The wraith nips and bites at your lower lip before snagging it painfully between his sharp teeth causing you to yelp in surprise as blood wells freely in your mouth before being greedily lapped away by Noobâs cool tongue.
        He groans against your searing mouth as he sucks incessantly on the wound, making sure not even a single drop of blood goes to waste. Noobâs hips roll up against yours before finally releasing your abused, swollen lip, âWell? What are you waiting for? Get on with it!â He barks out running his tongue along his lower lip and grinding his cock up against yours.
        The action pulls another low cry from your lips as you look down at him, noticing that his eyes look somehow even more unfocused than usual as he tries in vain to blow his short hair out of his face. You frown at him as you press you hands down firmly on his thrusting hips, âitâs not like I can just stick it in ya know? We need lube not to mention you need to be stretched, it can be pretty painful and a lot to handle the first time, though Iâm not quite as blessed as you are.â You roll your eyes at his demanding, almost child-like behavior as you lean forward to grope around on the nightstand for the bottle of lube.
        Noob narrows his eyes at you, âis that a challenge? You think I canât handle the pain?â He bares his teeth in a feral grin as he holds his thumb up to your face, at a speed you can barely even follow he brings his other hand up to snap the digit back with a sickening crunch, cleanly snapping the bone in half.
        You wretch as you feel bile rising up in your throat as you hastily cover your mouth with both hands and squeeze your eyes shut as you try and take slow deep breaths. After a few moments you crack one eye open to look down seeing Noobâs hands both folded lazily behind his head, âJesus fucking Christ Noob, can you not? I get it, youâre a badass assassin, ok, but fuck, that was unnecessary and disgusting.â
        The shadowmancer gives you an infuriating smirk, âyour cock doesnât seem to care, in fact I can feel it twitching and dripping more.â He pulls his hand with his newly broken thumb from behind his head and brings it down to rub it over the opening at the tip of your cock running it through the translucent fluid.
        âF-fuck. Ugh. Thatâs so gross. Stop it Noob. Do you want me to fuck you or what?â you growl at him, surprising yourself with how strong and forceful your demand comes out.
        Noob Saibot pouts at you like a five-year-old that just got caught stealing a cookie as he pulls his hand back and tucks it neatly behind his head again. âFine,â he huffs before muttering, âduĂŹbĂčqÇ.â
        âYeah, I bet youâre sorry,â you mutter to yourself as you frown and take a deep breath, not entirely sure where to begin with Noob. Youâre no stranger to stretching yourself, but you canât remember the last time you had your fingerâs in someone elseâs ass, let alone death incarnate. You blow out a shaky breath, feeling your whole body trembling with a mixture of trepidation and arousal as you decide to take it slowly, youâd rather have Noob yell at you in Chinese tonight than have to deal with him in English in the morning. You lean back onto your knees earning a forlorn whine from Noob as he no longer has your cock to buck up against. Slowly the noise becomes a breathy gasp as you lean down lazily as you draw your tongue down behind Noobâs balls, nipping at his perineum before circling your tongue languidly around the puckered ring of muscle. He looks so different like this, relaxed with his eyes half closed, hair a mess falling all over his handsome face as his nose crinkles up at the unfamiliar sensation. Itâs a sight you are determined to memorize knowing full well youâd probably never get to see it again, at least not without his cock in your mouth.
        The wraith makes a noise youâd never heard from him before, it sounded like cross between a sharp inhale and a loud whine. You canât help but grin and feel a sense of pride at earning such a rare display of vulnerability from the shadowmancer. You look up to see the Noob panting slightly as he threads his fingers into your hair gently nudging you forward.
        You drag your tongue over the pucker again before wiggling your tongue inside the tight ring, smirking against Noob as you feel a shudder run through the wraithâs body. You pull back to nip at his inner thigh before licking a thick stripe across his quivering hole, teasingly tonguing the underside of his balls before swirling your tongue around the wraithâs pucker again.
        âAh! Un! Nng! TÄ mÄ de! Ah! QÇng!  Q-qÇng!â Noob moans and cries as your tongue slips inside the wraithâs tight entrance again, licking him open with long hard strokes. He gasps loudly as you work the organ all the way in as his hands tighten painfully in your hair and his thighs tremble.
        You reluctantly pull back deciding that maybe a rim job was a little too intense to start with as you pop the cap off the lid to the lube and smear it on to your fingers. You press your wet finger against the wraithâs entrance as you circle the tight pucker between his perfectly muscled thighs.
        âSâdifferent an stickier than your tongue,â he slurs out before wriggling around as your finger works its way inside the still tight ring of muscle. Noob leans back a bit, fingers combing through your hair before settling at his sides, âitâs weird.â Â
You chuckle softly and press the digit forward slowly, set on taking your time, making sure you donât hurt the drunken mess beneath you. You bite your lip as you force yourself to ignore your aching erection, which is steadily dripping pre-cum against Noobâs chiseled thigh and focus on opening the wraith up. Heâs still impossibly tight though, he hadnât been bluffing at the beginning of your relationship when he forcefully insisted, he was a top and only a top.
        You snicker softly at the low whine Noob tries to bite back a cry as your finger breaches him, his milky eyes are closed tightly as he tries to process the sensation of being penetrated that youâre so familiar with. He bites into the palm of his right hand as you work a second finger unto his unforgiving tightness, as he tries in vain to quiet himself. âAh, tÄ mÄ de!â he curses, âwhy does that feel so fucking weird! That canât be right, you must be doing something wrong. Fuck me properly.â His demand seems less confident as you start to wiggle your fingers around in his tight ass, trying to loosen the tense muscles clamping down so hard around your fingers.
        âRelax Noob, itâs only going to hurt if you keep this up. You might not have had fingers up your ass before, but you know how tight my ass is when you try and work your gargantuan cock in it. You have to relax and get used to it.â You fuss at him, already frustrated that it seems to be so difficult just trying to stretch him with the way heâs squirming. âFuck,â you pant out as you pull your fingers out slowly before pushing them back in, you crook them in search of Noobâs prostate. You can feel the wraith jolt under you as you twisted your fingers in and out. Youâre determined to make sure you stretch his tight hole until heâs a panting, wet mess -revenge for all the times heâs done it to you- as you sink a third finger in.
        Noob canât stop himself from choking on a sob and shuddering violently as he throws his arm over his face in an attempt to cover up his flushed, embarrassed expression. âUnnnghh. Q-qÇng,â the wraith pleads, his raspy voice thick with lust as he tentatively bucks his hips against your fingers.
        Even in your wildest dreams you had never imagined Noob would beg for more and the sight made your cock ache harder than you thought possible. You start to stroke your cock slowly as your fingers twist and screw out of the wraithâs tight ass, you gasp loudly as you feel the delicious pressure of your hand squeezing your cockhead, trying desperately not to get too wound up. You work your fingers in and out over and over, scissoring your fingers open and close stroking the wraithâs prostrate with each stroke.
        Soft little whimpers fall from the wraithâs parted mouth as he grinds himself against your fingers. âL-lĂĄi ba, cÄo wÇ,â he demands in a shaky tone as he wraps his strong legs around your torso and nudges you closer.
        âF-fuck, shit. Ah! Fine, fine. Hold on a minute,â you fumble with the bottle of lube again, hissing as you squeeze the cold liquid all over your cock. Itâs such an odd sensation, you arenât used to being the one with lube all over your dick, it wasnât all in all unpleasant, but it definitely makes you pause momentarily.
        âAh! WÇ cÄo, gÇo shĂ©nme fÄijÄ«,â Noob cries out at the sudden loss of your fingers, he grits his teeth and squirms under you as his legs nudge you closer and closer.
        You look down at the panting mess beneath your, Noob looks wrecked and you havenât even fucked him yet, youâre so tempted to make him beg the way he so often does to you, but your desire to be inside the wraith wins out for now. âLet me know if you need me to stop,â you rumble softly against his ear before pressing a light kiss beneath it. You brush your thumb idly along Noobâs prominent hip bone as you line your cock up with the wraithâs entrance. You groan loudly as you start to sink into the wraithâs unyielding ass but the sound it quickly drown out by Noobâs loud, high pitched whine as you start filling him up.
        âNng. Un. Ah! TÄ mÄ de! Gah! TÄ mÄ de,â Noob cries out before biting down on his lip as his back arches slightly off the bed. He pants and screws his eyes shut, shaking his head back and forth as his heel dig almost painfully into your back while he tries to get used to the foreign sensation.
        âJesus fucking Christ youâre tight,â you moan shakily as you grip the wraithâs hips tightly. You still your hips as you wait for him to used to the stretch, you canât help but breathe hard even though only the tip of your cock was inside the wraith. This isnât the first time you had been on top, but youâre pretty sure it was the first time you had been the top with a virgin and it made your heart skip a beat that Noob choose you of all people for the honor. You wait patiently until the wraithâs breathing evens out a bit before sinking more of your length in, you donât get far before you grit your teeth as Noobâs ass clenches around you painfully. âUnnh, Noob, come on baby, youâve gotta relax for me, I know it feels like a lot but just relax ok? Youâre doing so good, I know you can be a good boy and relax for me,â you coo at the wraith risking the ass kicking that might ensue for words of encouragement.
        Itâs hard to make out due to the wraithâs dark complexion but you can faintly see the blush spreading across his cheeks as he whimpers and winds his fists tightly in the sheets beneath him. He blinks up at you and you swear you can see tears pricking at the cornerâs of the wraithâs eyes as he nods softly and tries again to even out his breathing. âSâtâs too big,â he half slurs half hiccups as he wriggles his hips around grimacing.
        âOh shush, Iâm no where near as big as you are and I manage just fine, you just need to relax,â you roll your eyes before grabbing the wraithâs leaking cock with one hand. The action pulls a more familiar, deep groan from Noob as you start stroking his length trying to distract him from your throbbing cock lodged halfway in the wraithâs entrance. âBetter?â you ask waiting for him to nod and start to buck his hips halfheartedly. You give his cock a few more long strokes before sinking more into his dripping hole, you bite your lip to try and quiet yourself as youâre finally sheathed in the wraithâs unforgiving tightness.
        Noob lets out another long, bitten off cry as you finally manage to work your cock all the way inside him, the little pants and whimpers he lets out are so out of place for the usually cocky and far less vocal wraith. He blinks his eyes rapidly as his lip curls up at the unusual feeling of penetration, gradually he lets go of the death grip he has on the sheets and squeezes your torso with his strong thighs.
        âIâll go slow ok?â you reassure, brushing some of the wraithâs messy hair out of his face, you werenât going to miss seeing his expressions for anything. You pull out slowly -not wanting to hurt Noob and put him off on the idea of bottoming in the future- and ease yourself back inside pulling a breathy cry from the wraith beneath you. Youâre in no hurry to be too hasty with the shadowmancer as you roll your hips against his, keeping your thrusts shallow and controlled as you wait for him to give you the go ahead to fuck him for real.
        Noob groans and grunts as your hand keeps pace with your gentle thrusting, he throws his head back in frustration. âCÄo wÇ, cÄo wÇ,â he half whines half demands as his hips begin to buck forcefully against yours before grinding the heels of his feet painfully into your back.
        âAh! Shit!â you yelp before giving him a playful smack on the hip, âfine! Donât you dare complain tomorrow when youâre sore.â You switch your grip so you can grab his thighs and roll him a little farther on to his back to give yourself better leverage as you snap your hips forward forcefully earning a startled shout from the wraith. You groan as you feel the wraithâs hips rise to meet your thrusts, his body finally relaxing enough that youâre able to pull almost all the way out before slamming your cock back into Noobâs tight hole, with a satisfying smack. The high pitch cry you force from the shadowmancer is more than enough to let you know you hit home, you focus on hitting that spot with each thrust as your hand returns to pump Noobâs cock with each hard stoke.
        Noob covers his mouth with both hands as he tries to stifle his loud cries as heâs reduced to a whimpering mess with each thrust of your hard cock inside his tight ass. âAh! GĂšng duĆ! TÄ mÄ de, gĂšng duĆ,â he demands as his hips meet each of your thrusts with enough force to drown out his bossy demands and all you can hear is the slap on skin on skin.
        Your thighs tremble with exertion as you keep thrusting into the wraith, you arenât going to last much longer and based on the high-pitched whines and cries falling from Noobâs parted mouth neither was he. âC-can I cum inside,â you manage to grit out as you keep pumping the wraithâs dripping length, you let out a startled cry as he clenches around your length. âAh, fuck. Noob fuck you feel so good, please, please. Let me cum inside,â you find yourself begging, immediately regretting not making him beg earlier when you had the chance.
        The wraith is beyond words and all he can do is nod rapidly as his hips tremble and sway. His thighs squeeze you tighter. He bites his lip hard, drawing blood as his back arches off the bed while his ass clenches and pulsates around your thrusting cock.
        âOh fuck, oh come on Noob, I wanna see you cum around my cock, please? You can be a good boy for me and cum for me, right?â your hips start to falter as you drive your cock deeper inside the trembling wraith. Your hand tugs on the wraithâs length harder now, twisting it around his head of his cock as you desperately try not to cum before the shadowmancer does.
        âAh! Nng! Ah! TÄ mÄ de,â Noob cries loudly before his hips jerk and spasm uncontrollably as he clamps down around your cock. His body heaves as he paints his chiseled stomach and perfect pecs snowy white with thick ropes of cum as his orgasm crashes through his body.
        You pant and cry out loudly as your nails dig into his hip as you manage a few shallow thrusts before burying yourself as deeply in his ass as you can before filling the wraith with your release. You groan deeply with satisfaction as your hips stutter against Noobâs, his ass milking every drop of cum from your spent cock. You stay like that for a moment, too tired and too scared to move.
        Noobâs legs finally release your torso as he lays there panting, trying to catch his breath as he slowly comes down from his high, âthat wasnât so bad,â he grumbles.
He wonât look you in the eyes, you can tell heâs already embarrassed by how loud and demanding he was, but you on the other hand you were on cloud nine. You reluctantly pull your softening cock from his spent ass, ânot so bad huh? Thatâs rich coming from someone who moaned like a bitch in heat the whole time.â
The glare the wraith gives you makes you immediately wish you hadnât said a word, âjust wait until tomorrow, you wonât be able to sit down for the rest of your life.â
        You chuckle as you lay down next to the wraith and throw your arm around him, âit was worth it,â you mumble trying to stifle a yawn.
        Noob grimaces as he shifts in bed to pull you to his chest, âshut up and go to sleep.â
        You donât need to be told twice as your sleep into a deep satisfying sleep, happily curled up around your lover, life with the wraith wasnât always easy but moments like this made it more than worthwhile.
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        Youâre awoken by a loud string of Chinese curses before finally hearing a rather punctuated, âFUCK!â Groggily you rub the sleep from you eyes and stretch your arms over you hear Noobâs ruckus from below.
        âWhy the fuck is my thumb broken?!â you hear him bellow as you snicker quietly to yourself before rolling your eyes and throwing the blanket over your head.
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I was tagged by @its-chelisey-stuff (WE LITERALLY JUST KNEW EACH OTHER BECAUSE OF MORE THAN FRIENDS)
1. What is the colour of your hairbrush? I donât have a hairbrush but I have a comb đ€·ââïžđ€·ââïž
2. Name a food you never eat. Seafood because of allergies. I can eat fish and crabs though. Basically anything that stores sea water (apart from fish).
3. Are you typically too warm or too cold? ITâS ALWAYS TOO HOT HERE. I miss the UK where I can just layer up if it gets too cold.
4. What were you doing 45 minutes ago? I just woke up đđ
5. Whatâs your favourite candy bar? Are there candy bars which are not chocolate???
6. Have you ever been to a professional sports game? Does esports count? I went to Kuala Lumpur DotA 2 Major in 2018. Otherwise, I didnât go to any.
7. What is the last thing you said out loud? âIâm printing it!â
8. What is your favourite ice cream? Strawberry. Life is already bitter as is.
9. What was the last thing you had to drink? Tea. I just had breakfast.
10. Do you like your wallet? Indifferent.
11. What was the last thing you ate? Fried rice. Not Uncle Rogerâs style because I am not Chinese.
12. Did you buy any new clothes last weekend? Big fat nope.
13. What was the last sporting event you watched? DotA 2 online tournament. I have a team I have been supporting since I started watching it in 2015 and their game started really late last night (time zone thing)
14. What is your favourite flavor of popcorn? Just the plain one.
15. Who was the last person you sent a text message to? I texted my friend (whom I managed to make him watch his first kdrama) from school to prepare a box of tissue before watching episode 15 of More than Friends.
16. Ever been camping? Camping was an annual thing back in my primary school.
17. Do you take vitamins? I donât go out under the sun, if thatâs what you mean. But no, I donât take supplements because I am too lazy.
18. Do you regularly attend a place of worship? Not since the pandemic.
19. Do you have a tan? At this rate, I call it sunburn. But I havenât gone out much (apart from going to work as and when needed, groceries, and taking my car for a spin) since the pandemic so the tan line is becoming fader.
20. Do you prefer chinese or pizza? Pineapple on pizza. Sue me!
21. Do you drink your soda through a straw? I pour it into a glass and drink it like a champ. But I also try to reduce single-use plastics in my daily life.
22. What colour of socks do you usually wear? Black is always the safe option (yes it tells a lot about my personality huh)
23. Do you ever drive above the speed limit? Yes, but only where the speed limit is stupidly too low. Otherwise, I rarely drive above 100 km/h.
24. What terrifies you? The list is too long, it should probably be a separate post. I project my issues on the shows that I watch so every now and then you would see me analysing characters or incidents while projecting my issues.
25. Look to your left, what do you see? A broken mirror (in my bedroom), just the perfect metaphor for my twisted perspectives in life.
26. What chore do you hate most? Scrubbing the toilet.
27. What do you think of when you hear an Australian accent? Please talk slowly so I can understand you (also applicable to any other languages tbh).
28. Whatâs your favorite soda? Carbonated lemonade.
29. Do you go in a fast food place or just hit the drive thru? I prefer hitting the Drive Thru so I can eat my food in front of my laptop in peace.
30. Whatâs your favourite number? 3 and its first 3 multiples
31. Who was the last person you talked to? My brother, when I passed him the printed material he asked me to print early in the morning for his chess coaching session (heâs a chess coach, yes).
32. Favourite meat? Chicken, because itâs the easiest to be eaten.
33. Last song you listened to? Late Regret by Ong Seong Wu (More than Friends OST). I even listened to the 1-hour loop on YouTube while editing my screencaps last night. And it took longer than the editing process so I also listened to the video with hangul and English lyrics afterwards. I am more comfortable with hangul than the romanisation so I guess my pathetic Korean lessons paid off.
34. Last book you read? I canât even remember the last time I read a book. Probably mid last year?
35. Favourite day of the week? Saturday.
36. Can you say the alphabet backwards? Havenât tried đ€·ââïžđ€·ââïž
37. How do you like your coffee? Latte. But I am not a coffee drinker and only started drinking occasionally this year due to the amount of work I had to put in during the first half of this year (yes, even during the pandemic)
38. Favourite pair of shoes? I only have 2 pairs of shoes to even have any favourite. 1 pair for work and another for casual wear.
39. Time you normally get up? Half past 6 if I have to go to the office. Otherwise, Iâll wake up for morning prayer and continue sleeping until half an hour before I have to clock in. On weekends, I continue sleeping until closer to 10 oâclock. If I stayed up the night, probably closer to noon.
40. Which do you prefer, sunrise or sunset? Sunset all the way, because itâs the beginning of my favourite time of the day. Yes, Iâm a vampire who loves the night. I also love necks
41. How many blankets on your bed? One and only. Itâs too hot to wear even a thin blanket but it gets cold around 3 am so I have to be prepared.
42. Describe your kitchen plates. I like the design of Portmeirion table set from the early 2000s.
43. Describe your kitchen at the moment. Itâs not photography material, but itâs not dirty or messy or anything.
44. Do you have a favourite alcoholic drink? I donât drink.
45. Do you play cards? No. I donât play anything that requires other people to join me (yes, I am a lone ranger).
46. What colour is your car? The Nissan partner and distributor in my country calls it Dark Metal Grey. It does look nice.
47. Can you change a tire? I can, but I wouldnât. With free towing service, why should I bother?
48. Your favourite state or province? I was practically born and raised here so I cannot pick a favourite.
49. Favourite job youâve had? I would say my previous job, because our team had a fantastic working relationship, and everyone was crazy enough to entertain my antics as the maknae.
tagging: @kdramastuff (I know you donât do this stuff but I just wanna tag you :p) @becausenothingtodo @aromaticcedarwood @dramaintherain @dohyunsoo @kuronekonerochan @park-joonyoung @psalm40speakstome @myechoecho @ambedoanxiety @outside-seoul (that is 10 tags right because I only tag the first one to annoy her :ppp)
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Written Ship đđ
hii!! i was wondering if i could get a written ship for NCT, BTS and (G)-IDLE. thank you in advance! đ
iâm overall quiet laidback and low-energy. i often come off as aloof and standoffish due to my quiet and very, very (very) introverted nature. iâm deadpan and unenthusiastic, both in my humor and overall communication skills, so itâs very hard for me to express my affection (without dying of embarrassment).
iâm a devoted nerd and really enjoy learning. i spend a lot of time broadening my knowledge in anthropology and personality theory, as well as spiritually and astrology. i love reading and writing, spending my time (that iâm not randomly reading someoneâs astrological chart or typing every single living being with personality labels) writing new drafts for fantasy books i can only wish to publish.
iâm a libra, INFJ and ravenclaw. i speak fluent portuguese, english and spanish, and am learning french and chinese mandarin â i study linguistics in college. i love conspiracy theories, and have full length 12 pages theories of my own. i also love fashion and dressing up, often getting comments on my âpreppyâ style. iâm not that in tune with the physical world, so i can often forget to âliveâ outside my head.
thank you so much for reading this far!!! đ
Hello honey boo, thanks so much for requesting and telling me about yourself. Your a very interesting person. Anyways hereâs your ship...đđ
From Nct(ot23), I ship you with...Kun
Positive Side: When I read your description, for some reason I just felt like someone like Kun would be the perfect fit. Although your personalities and energy levels are very different, Kun can motivate you for simple things like waking up early in the morning, do something productive and even try new things youâve never done before. Donât worry about embarrassing yourself sometimes Kun has his very corny yet cute moments so, he has no shame in feeling embarrassed with you. As we know, heâs the ultimate mama/husband material for you and the Wayv members so sometimes heâll need someone laidback as you to help him relax, get good sleep and talk about his day with. So this opposite attract situation works for the best! As far as hobbies, you both have a lot of interests and share your love for knowledge on certain topics. Kun is very wise and is willing to read the latest books you recommend to each other and later on will have discussions on them. He would send you his secret cooking recipes to let you cook by yourself if he wasnât around to eat together with you. While he was off on his comebacks, backstage he would read up on personality types and his astrology natal chart that you have sent him so he would discover more about himself. Heâs very fluent in Chinese and Korean, but he would also want to learn other languages from you since ten be teasing him like crazy so he decides to take weekly language lessons from you. Overall you both can learn to adapt to each otherâs personalities yet at the same time bring the best versions out of yourselves.
Negative Side: Once you two started getting serious, the scarier it got for the both of you because now friends and family were involved in learning more about your relationship together. The pressure got to you not only because you wanted to make a good impression on them, but it was all starting to move too fast for you. Kun asked you out after 4 months of being with you and you didnât want to break his heart by saying you need more time or this is moving too fast, so you just rolled with it. Knowing how introverted you can be, the anxiety started kicking when you were meeting his family. They seemed very sweet and supportive, but they were asking a lot of questions and it started to get to your head. You panicked and decided to leave early not wanting disappoint Kun. âKun, I think weâre going to have to slow down a bit. Iâm not ready to face your family yet.â He tries to grab your sleeve to keep you from leaving his parents house, but you ran off shedding a tear. âI guess sheâs going to need some more time.â Leans against the door looking up to the ceiling sighing.
But...: After a few weeks of not speaking or visiting Kun, youâve decided how much you wanted to be with him and are willing to face through this awkward moment with him together one last time. Once youâve called him you didnât even have to tell him where you were, he was already behind the door and ran upstairs to your room to pick you up bridal style spinning you around. You were home alone for a split second enjoying your long awaited reunion until you hear your parents knocking on your door dropping off some food for you. You were a bit nervous, but more confident than the last time to let Kun meet your parents first. You walk down stairs hand in hand smiling at each other before opening the door. âLetâs invite them in and eat together Kun.â âThereâs no turning back after this are you sure?â You kiss him on the cheek and then on the forehead to calm the nerves. âOh Iâm sure.â
From Bts, I ship you with...RM
Positive Side: You two are unstoppable together, the beauty and the brains couple. You were infatuated by each other the more you get to know each other by the minute. Although your a ravenclaw and heâs a griffindor, you both compliment each other very well and adore each otherâs characteristics. He love how intelligent, sharp and creative you can be when you put your efforts into your writing and your ability to learn multiple languages which is a used skill to have. Just like Kun, you can learn from his leadership skills and you love how caring he is amongst the people around him. RM loves his alone time when it comes to reading a book to find inspiration in the mountains or traveling to different art exhibits to take his beautiful photos, but the heâs much happier bringing you along. He was your biggest inspiration and you wanted to follow in his footsteps which along the way developed into a romantic relationship. He also had that ability to help you achieve your dreams by sending you motivational quotes, giving you advice and giving you feedback on your writing so you can publish your books with his help. Although he has his clumsy moments and might makes mistakes every once in awhile, he still wishes to do his best to be your life partner and mentor for the long run until you both retire.
Negative Side: It was a tough process trying to make it official with him, because most of your conversations were about astrology, conspiracy theories and hardships youâve experienced throughout your pasts. You saw him as a mentor and a reliable resource and you thought that was all he would ever be. However, he was the first one to fall for you and worked really hard to make you notice, but never out right said. When you even started going on blind dates, he was still being the sweet man supporting your love life. This one time you even introduced the guy you were dating for awhile in front of him and he was trying his best to smile and be happy for you, but it was obviously getting to him. âY/N, I think Iâm going to head back out to the dorms, Iâll see ya later.â He tries to reach out to hug you, but the guy your with clings you closer to him glaring at him. Ever since it was awkward for the both of you to face each other.
But...: After months of being with your current boyfriend you start missing RM and you start feeling bored with your relationship. The excitement, feeling and passion just wasnât the same without being with RM. You decided to meet up with now to be your ex and told him that you should see other people because how you fallen in love with RM. For the most part he expected that to happen and offered you to drive you to the airport to catch up with RM before he flies away to L.A. for his album promotions. It was like straight of a k-drama, you ran as fast as you can to find Bts and as soon as they were going to walk inside the airplane, you saw them and screamed âNamjoon!â to get his attention. He was confused at first, but as soon as he heard your confession he cut you off with a kiss. âYou donât even have to say it. I love you too. I have for a longtime.â He looks down at you smiling, but realizes he has to leave in 1 minute. âGo ahead Namjoon, Iâll be waiting for your return.â You both wave at each other blowing one last air kiss each other waiting for the next reunion.
His future wife is going to be sooo lucky. âš
From (G)-IDLE, I ship you with...Yuqi
Positive Side: She was your saving grace. This is another opposites attract situation where your personalities oddly blend so well together. While your more introverted and prefer to stay in small groups, sheâs more on the extrovert side and prefers to hang out in big groups. Since she likes you so much, she doesnât mind being alone with you and spending quality time with you. Once again she can be very funny and sometimes have her clumsy yet cute moments just like RM which makes you fall in love with her even more. When you show her your stories and need feedback on it, she reads it over as many times as you need to with her deep satisfying reading voice. She might not know a lot on your subject as far as astrology, personality types and linguistics, but sheâll know what study tools thatâll help you pass your exams, take time out of her schedule to help you finish your papers and reward you with a good meal with her members after your done. Lastly she would love to learn multiple languages from you and even ask you how to say certain words so she can say things like âI love youâ or âI want to cuddleâ, but whenâs sheâs away she wants to say âI miss you. I canât wait to see you againâ
Negative Side: For the most part Yuqi is very sweet to you and thereâs barely any arguments about anything, but except when you have your days when your stuck in bed or prefer to have some time alone. Yuqi is very friendly and would want to spend as much time with you as possible, because of her schedule so when your not in the mood to hang out or prefer to sleep on your own it does upset her a little. She would be a little irritated for the most part, but she wouldnât try to have a full outburst over it because she has other things to worry about. She would even tell her members about it which would upset you, because you feel like sheâs fed up with you and cause a misunderstanding.
But...: After talking it over with the members, she realizes that sometimes you just need your time alone to rest from school, writing and doing research all day. Just like for her when she had to be in the studio and practice her choreography all week for her comebacks, she needs some time to rest, but have her members if she canât reach out to you. You both apologize for upsetting each other and for now on will work the issues out by talking to each other. Your both also very forgiving and donât dwell to much on the past so itâs best to focus on the future.
Out of everyone, I ship you the most with...RMđ
@nephilete Thanks so so much for requesting love and I hope this somewhat made your night/day. Feel free to request again.
#submission#kpop ships#written ships#nct 2020#nct ships#nct ot23#Kun#bts ships#Bts#rm#(âg)-idle ships#(g)-idle#yuqi
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Stolen Hoodies and Chicken Notes
Summary:Â Most people wake up to their significant other giving them a sweet, morning kiss. Maybe a cuddle thatâll devolve into a tickling fest. Maybe a healthy breakfast and a cup of coffee. Will wakes up to his hoodie stolen.
Relationship: Travis/WillÂ
Rating: G
Warnings: Brief mention of trauma/nightmares
Length: 2k
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At the first light, when the dark skies give way to navy blue and one can just barely see the wisp of sunlight, thatâs when all Apollo's children wake up. A gift from their father, he guesses considering his role as an Olympian is to pull the sun.Â
Start the day early, get the most out of life.Â
Some hate it, waking up so early, a full hour before they really need to get ready for the day. Will can hear some of his siblings groan and shift in their bed, most falling back asleep.Â
He used to hate it too. Hate waking so early and having to just lay there until itâs really time to get up.Â
Now he cherishes this little gift their father blessed them with.Â
Most people wake up to their significant other giving them a sweet, morning kiss. Maybe a cuddle thatâll devolve into a tickling fest. Maybe a healthy breakfast and a cup of coffee.Â
Will usually wakes up to his hoodie stolen and a chocolate chicken sitting on top of a piece of paper.
Travis is weird that way.Â
And today is no different.Â
Will wakes up from his internal clock and takes a second to gather himself. Then he rises to his elbows, looks to his night table, and sees the faint outline of the chicken from the nightlight. Itâs hard not to smile as he gingerly takes the chicken into his hands and grapples around in the dark for the note that always accompanies it. He finds it and from that cursory touch, it feels like a standard flashcard.
Will flips around and silently wiggles his way to his drawer at the foot of his bunk bed. A quick check inside confirms one out of the two hoodies he owns is missing.Â
He never knows when Travis does this. He tried staying up all night to catch him in the act. But a little blink and maybe a five-minute doze, and poof, the items were on the table and his hoodie gone without a trace. Locking the door. Locking the window. Setting a tripwire or a net or flour all proved to be ineffective.Â
Will sinks back onto his bed, reaches for the flashlight he hides in the space between the mattress and the frame of the bunk bed. Then he ducks under his blankets.Â
He switches the light on, stifling a laugh as he gets a view of the chocolate. The expression on the chicken is definitely getting more detailed. Before it was just a single dot for the eye, no beak, and just the general shape of a baby chick. Now, the chicken is much more complicated. He can see the details of the feather. Can count the number of tails feathers. Can see the claws of the chicken.Â
Itâs so stupid. Adorably stupid.Â
Will shines the light on the notecard.Â
Thereâs three lines of text, the top two in Japanese. He knows for sure the top line says, âGood Morning, Beautiful. You know who it is :Dâ. The middle line he isnât too sure. And the third line, like always, is the romanization translation, âenpitsuâ.Â
Will reaches under blindly and pulls out all the dictionaries he has under the night table. A little quick check and he has his translation.Â
âHeâs so extra,â a voice whispers.
Will turns his flashlight off and lifts the blanket. On the bed next to him, Kayla is grinning fondly, laying stomach down and her cheek against her pillow.
âI think itâs cute,â Will whispers back as he stands and looks around for a pencil. He finds it on the window sill his night table is against. With practiced ease, Will opens his drawer, removes his only other hoodie, a blanket, and sneaks out of his cabin.Â
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Will doesnât know why it started. He never told Travis about his fatherâs gift. Or maybe he picked it up during the week or so gap Apollo usually has before claiming his kids. Travis is certainly observant for that despite the general consensus the camp seems to have about Travis and Connor sharing one brain cell. Either way, Travis knows and Travis somehow uses it to make a game.Â
The first time it happened, Will didnât even catch it until Kayla pointed it out for him late in the morning as he searched for his hoodie.Â
âHey, Will, whatâs this?â
A blob of chocolate sits at his night table with a flashcard.Â
âGuess who! :)â Will translates from the Greek text. On the back, it also says in Greek, âI took your hoodie.â
And from there it evolved.Â
The chocolate blob becomes more refined, more chicken-like.Â
The notecards change language every day. Greek one day. Latin the next. Spanish. French. Chinese. Korean. Arabic.Â
Will acquires his needed dictionaries from Annabeth and a low-power flashlight from Leo.Â
It became a fun little game to wake up and translate the text while nibbling on the chicken.Â
âGood morningâ
âI finally learned how to bake!â
âI named the chicken Pip.â
âIâm also learning how to make coffee latte art.â
âGuess how many languages I know.â
âDo you mind me stealing your hoodies?â
Simple. Harmless. Little things he can do while he waits for the time to really start the day. (Much, much better than just lying in bed and thinking about the war, about Lee and Michael, about the friends he lost, about the friends who left, about the people he couldnât save, the people he had to kill, the people heâ)
Itâs nice.Â
To focus on something else.Â
Then it stops becoming simple and harmless. (âItâs still pretty harmless,â Travis would probably argue.)
âCome to Zeusâs Fist?â
Leave the cabin? Before curfew is over? Thatâs breaking the rules. He can't.Â
It takes a whole fifteen, agonizing minutes before Will finally stands up and puts on his sneakers.Â
He gets to Zeusâs Fist after another 15 minutes. Before he could climb the pile of rocks though two voices, similar in tone and pitch, say, âOh my god, he actually did it.â
âWhat? Who? Will?â
Will glances up to find Travis and Connor, hopping down Zeusâs Fist. One smiling. The other frowning. One wearing his hoodie. And the other wearing not his hoodie.Â
Will hates to admit it, but he still canât tell them apart even though heâs dating Travis.Â
âYou actually did it,â the one wearing his hoodie says with a bright smile. He turns to his brother and holds out a palm. âWhereâre my five bucks, Connor?â
Connor grumbles and stuffs a crumpled bill in Travisâs waiting palm. âYou couldnât be a good boy for once in your life like you always are, huh?â Connor says. âHad to sneak out of your cabin like Travis asked.â
âIf it makes you feel better, I got caught by a harpy,â Will offers with an apologetic shrug.Â
âHow did you get her to let you go?âÂ
âWhen you have a good reputation, you can get away with anything.â
It takes all about two seconds for Connor to figure it out. âOh my gods, you lied to her!â
Will flushes as Travis wraps a shoulder over his arm and laughs. âAww, weâre such bad influences on you. Next thing you know youâre going to be the third person in our pranking schemes. Come on, since youâre here, want to watch the sunrise with us?â
And it evolves more from there.Â
More complicated messages. More dictionaries. More detailed chocolate chickens. More sneaking out. More losing his good reputation with the harpies. Then having lessons on sneaking out. Having lots of lessons on sneaking out. Becoming extremely good at sneaking out.Â
No more encountering the harpies. No more endangering his good boy status though that may be questionable now with the way he keeps breaking the rules.Â
But like Travis always says.
Everything goes as long as one doesn't get caught.Â
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Translate the note. Get the item. Make it to Zeusâs Fist.Â
Thatâs the game.Â
âYou know my dadâs animal is the raven? Not the chicken?â Will says as he trudges up to Zeusâs Fist.Â
Travisâs head pops over the rocks and even down below, Will can see the smirk and his stolen hoodie on Travisâs lean body.Â
âNo entry until you brought the secret item,â says Travis in a dramatic, booming voice.Â
Will waves the pencil.Â
âAlright, you can come up.â
It takes a few minutes for him to climb Zeusâs fist. Travis is standing at the top with a hand to help pull him up.Â
Will says it again, âMy dadâs animal is the raven, not the chicken.â
âWhat?!â Travis gawks at him. âTheyâre not? Really? Really? So all this time, I've been making the wrong animal?â
And itâs so stupidly cute, but Will maintains his composure. âItâs fine though. I mean, itâs cute.âÂ
Will looks around, noticing the lack of a third person.Â
âWhereâs Connor?â
âSleeping peacefully for once. No nightmares tonight I guess.âÂ
âNightmares?â
âFrom the second titan war, you know?â
Willâs throat dries. âAh. Right.â
He coughs into his fist. âDo you, uh, get them too?â
Travis fidgets with the hoodie, chuckling. Will comes to learn something about Travis. Heâs not the open type of a person despite him being such a talker and as good as a liar he is, he has certain tells that give him away.Â
âSometimes,â Travis chuckles, looking down and scraping the heel of his shoes against the rock. Translation: every day. â But itâs nothing too bad you know.â Grinning after flexing his hand. Translation: itâs pretty bad . âI keep myself busy though. Itâs easy to not think about it when youâre busy.â
Hence this. Hence the nightly escapades. Hence the little games. Distractions. Theyâre all distractions and distractions work great.Â
âWell, I brought the blanket.â And Will holds it up. âWanna watch the sunrise?â
âYou know it. Oh! Letâs have a competition. Whoever can name the most constellations.â
âSure.â
Will lays down the blanket and sits, leaning back on his arms. Travis sits down beside him, dropping gracefully and resting his head on Willâs shoulder.Â
âBut before that, why donât you try speaking to me in Japanese?â Travis says with a cheeky grin, âYou got the basics down already, right? I can supplement what you donât know.â Â
âItâs going to sound pretty awful. My pronunciation will probably be all wack,â Will snorts. Â
âAnd I told you that it is fine, buddy,â Travis says, nudging him with his shoulders. âLet me hear it. I can help you with the pronunciation. Plus~â Will doesnât have to look over to know Travis is wiggling his eyebrows, âI know some pretty nice, interesting facts about Japan culture too. Like, did you know on Christmas Eve, couples go out for fried chickens and exchange presents?â
âAnd you want me to buy you fried chicken.ïżœïżœïżœ
Travis grins charmingly. âI mean, we would share, but yes! I do want you to buy me some chickens.âÂ
Will takes a breath, digs deep in his memories, then says in Japanese, ââ I want to go to Japan one day.ââ
Travis is silent for a moment, eyebrows furrowing, mouth moving like heâs saying the phrase himself, before beaming. âNice! Pretty accurate. Pronunciation is pretty good. But change the particle âdeâ to âniâ.âÂ
âSo what about â I ate cake yesterdayâ? â
Travis hums. âNot as accurate this time. Move yesterday to the front of the sentence. But still pretty good pronunciation.â
âThen what about my name? How do you spell that in Japanese?âÂ
âLet me see your palm?â
Travis takes his hands and writes the katakana on his palm with a pen. âHere you go. One more sentence. Use the word pencil in it.â
And thatâs how it goes.
Will sneaks out, breaks a couple of rules, attends a language class 101, and watches the sun rise.Â
And for one hour, he forgets it all and lives like nothing is wrong.
#pjo#will solace#travis stoll#fanfiction#ao3#archive of our own#non-canon relationship#romance#and now it's back to watching spn#Willvis
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hi hello everyone !! iâm h , i havenât been roleplaying for almost a year so apologies if i seem rusty ( thatâs bc i am , lol ) ! i wonât be joining the dc server since group chats make me nervous but please feel free to hit me up to plot , or just give this post a ⥠and iâll come say hi when i can ( whichâll probably be tomorrow morning since itâs almost midnight for me and i have the sleeping schedule of an old lady - or a baby ) !!Â
« lalisa manoban. female. she/her. »  â  ruthai sion just accepted the offer from impact and will be heading to the airport soon. rune is a twenty-two year old from seoul, south korea who creates conspiracy videos on youtube. when theyâre not making videos they enjoy pulling pranks on friends and doing research and they dislike sharing too much personal details about herself. their subscribers will tell you theyâre joyous, while their haters will tell you theyâre unstable. a room that is completely dark except for the glow of a computer screen, a face with dark circles, a wide, lying smile and eyes devoid of light, and watching the stars through a blurry window.
THE BASICS
full name:Â ruthai sion
age:Â 22
zodiac:Â gemini
gender:Â cis female
pronouns:Â she/her
ethnicity:Â thai
nationality:Â south korea
mbti: Â entp
hogwarts: Â slytherin
orientation: bisexual & biromantic with a lean for women
language(s) spoken: thai , korean , english , and a little chinese
height: 5âČ 6âł
weight: 103 lbs
BACKGROUND
alright so !! iâll try to keep this short bc iâm sleepy and i feel like if i let myself ramble iâll have to deal with a million typos and grammar mistakes tomorrow dfgfd ( edit : i have failed )
rune was born into a very poor family ; an alcoholic single mom , a little sister who she had to take care of considering their mom was only interested in them when it came to snatching some money from their absent dad ( which , surprise , she spent on alcohol ) so ... yeah, your classic tragic backstory , haha ... ha ...
anyways itâd be cool if it all ended there but APPARENTLY i wonât rest until i make my characters suffer more ?? oh well . Â
rune would often escape from home in order to work at several places and bring food to her little sister . one time , a person she met during one of her escapades came to her with an offer . you see , this person was like an older brother figure for rune and he was looking for a way to get her out of that house - he offered to teach her how to hack , whichâd take time , but if she learned well he could get her a position in the agency he works for . rune spent years reading books about computers , programming and such , having lessons from that guy , while also working her jobs but eventually she got much better at hacking than the guy predicted .Â
though she had to cut ties with her sister while working for the agency , so she had to leave her alone for a year while she tried to get enough money to find her a house where she could handle all the legal requirements and keep an eye on her while also ,,, staying away from her . rune still blames herself for leaving her alone with their mom for a year but eventually she got to make her plan happen , although it came with the cost of having her sister ( rightfully , if you asked rune ) resent her .
she spent years working in the agency under an anonymous nickname while trying to keep the persona of âruneâ in real life , although she never dared to get too close to anyone , scared of putting them in danger somehow .Â
however , being a good hacker came with the perks of being able to erase any and all suspicious traces of her online , so rune was able to start her youtube channel where she could make money , talk to people , and all without the risks of getting close to them .
eventually , with the help of the older brother figure i mentioned earlier , she was able to quit the agency . she still does jobs that specifically require her skillset from time to time ( because lbh , it wouldnât be that easy to get rid of them ) but since her online personality got more and more famous in years , everyone is aware of the risks of whatâd happen if people found out , so she very rarely gets jobs at this point .Â
more about her channel !! rune loves , LOVES all the fantastic , dreamy concepts which includes everything from aliens and fairies to ghosts and myths , so she does several activities in her channel such as talking about myths and dressing up as the creature in the topic of that dayâs video ( she even cosplayed big foot once , she just loves cosplaying ) and going ghost-hunting in the craziest places . Â
rune still sends half the money she earns from her channel to her sister , who still refuses to talk to her ( even if theyâre finally able to ) . Â
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thereâs two versions of rune  ;  the jokester whoâs energetic and almost overly enthusiastic  .  she displays a happy-go-lucky, outgoing, and very bizarre personality in front of other people and especially in front of the camera  .  she also likes playing pranks on her friends and making fun of them  -  all in good fun  ,  of course  .  and  ,  yeah  ,  sarcasm is her BIGGEST defense mechanism  .
however  ,  the other version  ,  the version rune believes to be the ârealâ her  (  and hates herself for it  )  is the exact opposite  .  behind the humorous front she puts up , rune is actually quite depressed and serious , and she refuses to believe that anything good can happen to her due to everything she has done in the past  .  due to all the trauma she went through and having constant fear most of her life  (  until the recent few years  )  rune believes that not letting people get close is the safest way for everyone  ,  maybe thereâs no longer a danger worth mentioning  ,  but she still gets these warning sirens in her head whenever she lets someone see too much of her  ,  or when she gets just a bit too close to people  .  she has friends  ,  she even has friends who sheâd consider âcloseâ  ,  but theyâre close to the wall she puts around herself  -  not to the person behind the wall  .
also  !!  rune has adhd  ,  although sheâs never been diagnosed and isnât completely aware of it  /  doesnât care enough to dig into it  .  (  and since iâm v paranoid when it comes to these stuff i just wanna say that iâve been diagnosed with adhd so ik what iâm doing  ,  you donât have to worry  !!  )
sheâs also always curious to learn the strangest and most absurd things and coming up with even crazier ideas ( like trying to build robots ) .
#impact.intro#sorry in advance for all the mistakes !!#abuse mention tw#alcoholism tw#depression tw#hacking tw#idk if this is how i should tag it but-
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For Better or Worse (4)
FLUFF!
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It had been about a week since that day on the Seine. Marinette and Adrien were taking things slow as agreed. Little moments and actions to help ease them into their new relationship. Not that they did any of it in public. They wanted to keep this to themselves until they could truly define what exactly this was between them. It was also nice to have this time alone without outside interference or opinion to rain on their happiness. They hadnât even told Alya or Nino yet. Not that the pair hadnât been digging at them for information about what happened that day. But Adrien and Marinette agreed that this was something to be kept in the utmost of secrecy for now.
It was actually going rather well. They got their good morning texts complete with too many emojis and their late night goodnight phone calls. Theyâd find cute notes tucked inside their lockers. Adrien tried to walk her home most days before he had to race back to his own house.
The relationship had also gotten them to relax around each other a whole lot more. It took a couple days of whispered pet names, and hesitant touches, but they had fallen into a comfortable rapport. Adrien liked giving her pet names whenever possible and Marinette found herself tracing patterns on the back of his hand when they were sat near each other. It wasnât much but it was a promising start.
If anyone suspected that something more was going on they didnât ask. Discuss about it behind their backs via group chats? Yes. Was there a betting pool going on? Most likely. Did Chloe call him in a fit demanding answers once the rumor got to her? Of course.
Through it all though Adrien and Marinette had their own bubble that no one could pop.
So of course the moment they were finally happy something had to come along and ruin it.
Marinetteâs phone pinged alerting her she had received a text. With bleary eyes she reached for her phone and smiled when she saw it was Adrien.
Morning sleepy head, do you wanna have breakfast together?
She rubbed the last of the sleep from her eyes and texted him back.
Good morning! Iâd love to! Where were you thinking?
Your place?
Are you inviting yourself over to my house at the crack of dawn? I thought we were keeping this from the parents.
Canât a good friend come over for breakfast? ( O ^ O )
I guess a very good friend wouldnât be amiss in this house ( > Îœ o) How are you getting out of the mansion?
I have my ways
Is this in any way going to get either of us in trouble?
Perish the thought. I would never risk your reputation
Iâll tell my parents youâre coming over and Iâll make sure my dad doesnât go overboard. See you soon, sunshine! Xoxo
Canât wait! See you soon, doodle bug! <3
âDoodle bug?â Tikki whispered in Marinetteâs ear.
âBecause I doodle a lot.â Marinette hid her face in her pillow. âShut up.â
âItâs cute.â Tikki patted her head, âNow you should tell your parents heâs coming over, right?â
âYeah, Iâm going,â she squirmed out from under her sheets and popped downstairs to tell her parents Adrien was coming over for breakfast.
âAwe!â Her mom cooed, âAre you two finally together, sweetheart?â
âMom!â Marinette flustered, âIt isnât like that. Weâre just friends.â
She knew she could tell her parents the truth. They would keep it a secret and would be really happy for her. With everything going on though it just seemed like another step forward that her and Adrien werenât quite ready for. In time they would tell the parents but not today.
âOf course, dear,â Her mom said, âSorry to presume. You go get ready, weâll get breakfast started.â
âThanks mom, dad, love you!â she sped back up to her room and started getting ready. It was only breakfast so she didnât need to dress elaborately but she also didnât want to be bumming it when Adrien came over. She really didnât want to put on jeans today though. Black sweatpants and chic oversized sweater it was!
A knock on the door sent Marinette shooting down the stairs and careening around her parents to get to it before they did. She opened it and Adrien was waiting patiently on the other side. While he may have been dressed properly for public his hair was all messy as if he had barely taken a brush to it after he woke up.
âHi,â Marinette giggled as she started to smooth out his bedhead, âNice to see you groomed before coming to my house.â
âNice to see you dressing up for our breakfast date.â he quipped back.
âMy house, I get to dress however I want.â Marinette crossed her arms, âYou should be grateful I deigned to change out of my pajamas for you.â
âIf you wanted me to crawl into bed with you that badly you could have just said so.â
âAdrien!â Marinetteâs face pulsed red, âYou canât make those kind of jokes where my parents may hear you.â
âWhat? What did I say?â he frowned, confused, âIs it so bad to want early morning cuddles with my girlfriend?â
âOh! Cuddling. Thatâs what you meant.â
âWhat did you think I was talking about?â
âNothing. Itâs not important. You wanna come in for breakfast?â
âYeah, but I still want to know what you thought--â
âMom! Dad! Look, Adrien is here!â she pulled Adrien in and shoved him in front of her parents.
âGood morning, Adrien.â her mom smiled at him, âGo on and take a seat. Would you like anything to drink? Juice? Tea? Milk?â
âOrange juice please.â Adrien took the offered chair next to Marinette.
The food was soon ready and everyone gathered round to start eating. At first a little nervous Marinette bumped Adrien to let him know that he could have as much as he wanted. Her dad always did make enough food for even the biggest appetites.
âSo, Adrien,â her dad said, âHow are you? School going well?â
Adrien paused, a little caught off guard by the question. âSchool is going very well.â he answered, âCanât complain.â
âThatâs good. What about outside of school? Marinette tells us you have a lot of extracurriculars that you devote your time to.â
âIt can be a pretty full schedule but I enjoy my extra activities most of the time. I think my only wish is that I could have a little more free time to spend with my friends.â And girlfriend, Adrien thought to himself. He knew it had only been a week but he was itching to be able to take Marinette on a real date. Not just a video-call afternoon in the park or a study date in the library with Alya and Nino keeping a keen eye on the pair. A real date...in person...maybe a nice dinner where they didnât have to pretend nothing was going on.
Maybe at the end of the date he could even give her a kiss. Not just on the cheek or hand like heâd been doing. A real kiss. The thought both thrilled and terrified him. What if he went in for the kiss and missed? What if he was bad at it? Sure he had kissed Ladybug a couple times but it wasnât like he could remember any of them! What if he really was bad? What if something he ate made his breath smell? What if--
âAdrien.â Marinette poked him, âYou still with us?â
âSorry.â he blushed. He was getting all worked up about a kiss he had yet to give. âI was letting my mind wander. What were we talking about?â
âIâm given to understand you speak Chinese.â Mrs. Sabine said, âWell enough to translate for my uncle when he visited months ago.â
âYes, maâam.â Adrien said, âFather had me start lessons a couple years ago. He said it was important to be able to speak more than one language.â
âAnd how did you decide on Chinese?â
âWell, truthfully, I wanted to learn Japanese. But father said that I would be more likely to need to know Chinese so we went with Mandarin instead.â
âDoes your intention of learning Japanese have anything to do with your obsession with anime?â Marinette smirked into her glass.
âI wouldnât say itâs an obsession.â
âThe three page rec list you gave me when I asked for anime/manga titles wasnât obsessive?â
âYou happen to be a fan of some quality entertainment--â
âIt was color coded by genre and your personal rating of the series.â
âLike you have room to talk, Marinette.â Her dad said, âYou have that huge calendar in your room that is not only color coded but meticulously updated with your ever changing schedule as well as your friendsâ schedules.â
âWow.â Adrien grinned, âMarinette, youâre a huge dork.â
âCome at me weeb!â
âChildren.â her mom interrupted them, âNo shouting at the table.â
âSorry mom.â Marinette went back to her food. Her mom and Adrien started a conversation in Chinese that Marinette could barely follow. She had started learning more so that she could better communicate with her relatives back in China when she ever got to meet them. She still had a ways to go before she could hold a full conversation though.
âNot bad,â her mom nodded, âYou speak Chinese rather well if not a bit too clunky and formal for normal conversation. Thatâs something you can only get over with repeated interaction with a native speaker really.â
âNot a whole lot of native Chinese around to practice with.â Adrien shrugged.
âI guess that means youâll have to stop by more often.â Her mom had that plotting glint in her eye behind that sweet smile.
âIâd like that a lot.â Adrien beamed.
Unfortunately breakfast had to end and Adrien received an notification he had a fencing lesson to go to soon. Heâd have to sneak back into the house before anyone came to check on him. He said goodbye to Marinetteâs parents and walked downstairs with her to the door.
âThanks for having me,â Adrien told her, âBreakfast with your family is way more entertaining than eating by myself back home.â
âMy parents certainly enjoyed having you around.â Marinette said.
âJust your parents?â he leaned in closer to her.
âMaybe someone else did too. I wasnât paying much attention.â
âAnd what could have possibly be splitting your attention?â
âJust some cute blonde sitting next to me.â she pushed his face back with her finger, âI wish we could do stuff like this more often.â
âWhen we let people know weâre dating we can.â Adrien assured her, âIn the mean time I hope you can be happy with video-call dates and secret notes between class.â
âIâm already happy.â she held his hand. Her gaze focused on their intertwined fingers.
âMarinette,â Adrien tilted her chin up so she was looking at him, âI wish I could give you more.â
His face came closer and a little bell in her head started to sound. Was he going to kiss her? Okay, Marinette, donât panic! Relax. You know how to kiss. Youâve done it plenty of times before! Itâs just your first kiss with Adrien. Stop shaking you absolute scaredy cat!
Adrien pressed a kiss to her forehead instead.
Oh. That was new. Usually he only kissed her cheek. She didnât think something as small as a kiss on the forehead could make her even more of a mess.
âIâll talk to you after fencing practice.â Adrien told her. âSee you later, doodle bug.â
âYeahâŠâ Marinette was still mooning over the sweet gesture, âTalk to you later, sunshine.â
Marinette went back upstairs to find her parents cleaning up breakfast and whispering animatedly. âWhatcha talking about?â Marinette went to help them.
âOh nothing dear,â her mom assured her. âIt was nice of you to invite your friend over for breakfast.â
âHe more or less invited himself but it wasnât like I was gonna tell him no.â Marinette said.
âBecause you two are dating?â her dad guessed.
âWhat?â Marinette tried to play it off, âOf course not. I already told you it wasnât like that.â
âMarinette,â her parents gave her a sympathetic look, âIf thatâs true then you may want to tell him that cause it was obvious he was very smitten with you.â
âWeâre just good friends.â she insisted.
âDid you lie because you were scared your father would go overboard again?â her mom asked.
âNo! I mean--I didnât lie! Thereâs nothing...going on...umâŠâ it felt gross lying to her parents. âFine. Weâre dating. But we didnât want to let anyone know yet because we didnât want anyone interfering.â
âOh sweetie,â her parents hugged her, âWeâre sorry for prying. We couldnât help but be curious. If this secret relationship means that much to you then we promise we wonât breathe a word of it to anyone or interfere.â
âItâs not like I didnât want to tell you but itâs already pretty delicate and new.â she relaxed in their arms, âYou promise youâre not upset?â
âNothing to be upset over.â they gave her one final squeeze before releasing her. âYou make an adorable couple.â
âThanks.â Marinette blushed, âAnd you promise you wonât tell anyone? I havenât even told Alya yet.â
âWhatâs there to tell?â her dad tapped his chin, âThat a friend of yours came over for breakfast?â
Marinette breathed out in relief and continued to help her parents clean up. This was shaping up to be a pretty good day.
True to his word Adrien called her after fencing practice and she admitted that she told her parents they were dating after he left. He wasnât upset with her which was a relief. It was inevitable that someone was bound to figure it out sooner or later. Thankfully it was just her parents and not some paparazzi or crazed fan.
âHow did they figure it out?â Adrien asked.
âThey said that you were too smitten to be anything less than my boyfriend. That and if we werenât in fact dating then I should tell you since you didnât seem to be aware.â Marinette laughed.
âDo you think weâre that obvious at school?â
âHard to say, I donât know how we look when we interact at school. I think because weâre much more wary of the eyes watching us there it isnât as bad as when it was just us eating with my parents in the privacy of my house.â
âThatâs good. Donât want the news getting out to everyone too soon.â Adrien paused, âHold on a second, Ninoâs calling me.â
âItâs fine. If I donât hear from you again today then sweet dreams and a good night, sunshine.â
âItâs three in the afternoon.â
âAnd we both have very busy schedules. I donât know if weâll talk again before bedtime.â There was a frantic knocking on Marinetteâs front door. âSomeoneâs at the door. Bye, Adrien.â
âWell, sweet dreams if I donât hear from you later,â Adrien chuckled, âGoodbye, Marinette.â
They hung up and Marinette went downstairs to see who was banging on her door. She opened it and Alya rushed in nearly plowing over her.
âAlya!â Marinette jumped out of her way, âWhat is--â
âDo you have something to tell me?â Alya was pacing the living room. Her phone clutched tightly in her hand and her hair even more of a mess than usual.
âWhat is going on?â Marinette didnât know what Alya was doing looking like a madwoman in her house. âNot that I donât love seeing you, Alya, but what on earth are you doing here?â
âDonât try and act dumb, Marinette,â Alya pulled up something on her phone and shoved it in Marinetteâs face, âCare to explain this photo circulating around every social media platform?â
âWhat are youâŠâ Marinette trailed off as she took in what she was seeing. It was a picture of Adrien and Marinette outside her house this morning. Granted it was a great candid photo of Adrien kissing Marinetteâs forehead but who took it?
âOh no.â Marinette didnât dare look at the comments. âWho posted that!â
âI think what is more important,â Alya took her phone back, âIs the fact that you and Adrien are dating and didnât tell me! Your best friend!â
âAlya, you donât understand.â Marinette pulled out her phone. Already her Instagram was flooding with comments from jealous fans. âThis is so bad! We werenât telling anyone about this for a reason! Now everyone knows.â
âOkay, calm down,â Alya pulled the phone out of Marinetteâs hands and set it down on the counter, âYouâre freaking out and thatâs partially my fault for coming at you full force. Everything will be alright.â
âHow can I relax?â Marinette started doing little circles around the coffee table, âAdrien hasnât even told his dad that weâre dating. You know how controlling he can be. What if he forbids Adrien from seeing me? I already have so much on my plate right now, Alya, I canât handle any secret dating or star-crossed lover tropes in my life.â
âMarinette!â Alya grabbed her and forced her to sit on the couch, âYou need to chill. Look at me, take a deep breath, and try to relax. You are blowing the situation out of proportion.â
âYouâre right,â Marinette unclenched her fists, âItâs not that bad...right?â
âSome jealous fans leaving comments on your Insta are not worth the freak out. Donât worry about Adrienâs dad being a jerk or anything like that.â Alya rubbed her back, âThe only thing I want to know is every little detail about your new relationship with Adrien.â
âAlya,â Marinette let out a tired laugh, âGive me a moment to breathe. I just found out my relationshipâs been outed to the public when we were supposed to be keeping it ourselves. I need a minute.â
âOkay. Take your time.â Alya leaned in closer and whispered, âI knew he was going to choose to date you.â
âYou are hopeless.â Marinette chuckled. âAnd I suppose I have been dying to tell you about it so get comfortable. You are going to love this.â
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top 5 books
Hello friend!!!! This is areally really tough question bc I read so many different genres and have SOMANY FAVORITES so Iâm going to cheat a little bit⊠Iâll give you Top3 or 4 (I have no impulse control) for several genres so youâll get more than 5total but not like.. an inordinate number of books, ok? xD (Who am I kidding Iâmgoing off the rails, no apologies)
Fantasy
The Name of the Wind(Kingkiller Chronicles Book 1) and sequel(s) by Patrick Rothfuss. Has beentalked about loads in fantasy circles and I have nothing to add other thanâthis is the best fantasy book I have ever read, and probably in the top 3 ofbest books I have ever read, period.â The style blew me a way, the characters are fantastic, the system of magic/power in this world is the coolest I have EVER SEEN and⊠yeah. Iâm invested.
Howlâs Moving Castleand sequel(s) by Diana Wynne Jones. Yâall remember the ghibli movie? This isthe book this is based on and it is way, way better than the already fantasticmovie. It is ridiculously charming and witty and lovely and I recommendeveryone read it. You will not regret it. This is my ultimate comfort book, if that makes any sense.
Good Omens by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett â a hilarious bookabout the apocalypse with absolutely amazing characters and incredible styleand wit. Weâre getting a TV series this year and I am beyond stoked. Pleaseread this. Itâs⊠just⊠yes. British fantasy is SO GOOD.
Honorable mention: Die Stadt der TrĂ€umendenBĂŒcher by Walter Moers. Theremight be an English translation of this, but honestly I only recommend you readthis if you can read it in its original German â Iâm not gatekeeping, itâs justthat so much of its brilliance relies on in-depth knowledge about German culture,history and language and itâs inevitably gonna lose that in translation. Itâsone of my absolute favorite books ever and it pains me I canât share this withmy English-speaking friends :/
YA
The Knife of Never Letting Go (Chaos Walking Book 1) by Patrick Ness. Itâshands down the coolest YA book I have ever read and it doesnât even⊠feel likeYA at all, more like sci-fi? It could just as easily have gone in the âexperimentalâcategory and I donât wanna give too much away but⊠the typeface of this book ispart of its charm? Different characters have different fonts and shit? Definitelyread a physical copy of this. Also, the narrator is illiterate so he writeswords by sounding them out â and I know that sounds like that would bedistracting but trust me itâs fantastic??? Please please PLEASE give this atry.
The Watchmaker of Filigree Street by Natasha Pulley. Yâall want a good queerstory thatâs not romance-heavy but instead has intricate worldbuilding and really cool magic? Pleaseread this, you will not be disappointed. This is a more âadultâ version of YoungAdult Fiction and I absolutely love it.
A Darker Shade of Magic by V.E. Schwab. Is this fantasy, actually? Probably. Does it haveissues? Yes. Is it still a very fun ride with a cool magic/power system? HELLYES. Also the characters are a bit older, which works very well. Itâs like YAafter youâve kind of outgrown YA.
Murder/Mystery
The Strings of Murder (& sequels in the âFrey & McGrayâ series) by Oscar de Muriel âlisten, the main character is a little SHIT and thatâs absolutely fine? Themysteries are kind of convoluted but not in a distracting way, itâs just a funseries with fun characters that I really enjoyed!
The Seven Dials Mystery by Agatha Christie (and honestly pretty much everything she has everwritten) â I have nothing to say about Agatha Christie that has not been saidbefore :âD
Phantom bySusan Kay. Now this is kind of also a drama and itâs been a while since Iâveread it so idk how well it fits into the murder/mystery category but itâs aboutthe Phantom of the Opera before he became the actual Phantom (or rather, thepath to how he became the Phantom), and I have endless love for this verydramatic and mysterious and misunderstood character so⊠yeah :D
Collections of Short Stories
Topics About Which I Know Nothing by Patrick Ness. Yes, this is the author of âChaosWalkingâ (see above), and this is a collection of a VAST variety of shortstories he has written, all of which are insanely creative and so, so fun??This man has an insane imagination and I love it, instant recommendation toanyone honestly.
Dear Life byAlice Munro â another one that I read a while ago and donât remember that muchabout, but I remember absolutely loving this book, and that itâs one of thebooks that made me want to read more short story collections :D
The Refugeesby Viet Thanh Nguyen â an interesting bit of perspective, this book centersaround different characters who are Vietnamese or of Vietnamese descent in theUnited States. I loved how eye-opening it was tbh?? I love reading books byauthors from cultures vastly different from my own and this was wonderful.
Poetry/Experimental
Milk and Honey / The Sun and Her Flowers by Rupi Kaur â two collections of very personaland touching modern formless poetry that honestly blew me away. Iâm not a bigfan of classic poetry, or poetry in general, but these two books are justincredible.
Good morning, Good night by Lin-Manuel Miranda â a collection of Linâs âgood morningâ/ âgoodnightâ tweets that, idk, give me hope for humanity? Ideal for perusing if youneed cheering up and just an all-round wholesome book to own.
Ella Minnow Pea by Mark Dunn â a ânovel without lettersâ I wouldnât know where to placeexcept under âexperimentalâ because its premise is basically⊠an island thatslowly bans more and more letters from everyday use? Itâs told in the form ofletters between the characters and itâs just⊠such a FEAT of writing, the waythe author forces his characters (and himself) to get by with fewer and fewerletters of the alphabet? Fascinating, from a writerâs perspective, and anabsolute recommendation!!!
Sleeping Giants (Book 1 of the Themis Files) by Sylvain Neuvel. This is a sci-fi book,but itâs under âexperimentalâ because, well â itâs told through interviews. Iwas a little confused/put off in the beginning by this style, but the jaw-droppingstory pulled me in and hooked me. Itâs a sci-fi EPIC⊠donât get too attached toanyone because the apocalypse is coming for them all - and youâll be at theedge of your goddamn seat. This is a fantastic series.
Drama
The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini. Honestly, anything by Khaled Hosseini, unsurpassedauthor of dramas that will rip your heart to shreds, and youâll never be thesame after reading them.
Everything I never told you by Celeste Ng. This is one of those books that will never leave you afteryouâve read it. It starts with âLydia is dead. But they donât know this yet.â âunravelling the mystery and consequences of the death of a Chinese-Americanfamilyâs teenage daughter in gut-wrenching detail. A family story that willleave you sobbing on the floor but also filled with such profound hope forhumanity â I donât even know. This book eviscerated me.
Homegoing byYaa Gyasi â the story of two sisters, one a slave and the other a slave-ownerâswife, and their descendants. A family history of choices and consequence thatis⊠raw and personal and a very, very important book.
Home Fire byKamila Shamsie. The story of a British-Pakistani family â more specifically,the story of three children whose father was a terrorist. I am weak for familystories, and this one is politically charged and relevant and gut-wrenching aswell.
Novels/Fiction
The Hours byMichael Cunningham. The first book I read in a stream-of-consciousness style,and I still really enjoy the plot of it, too: The story follows three women;Virginia Woolf writing a novel in the 1920s, a woman reading this novel in the40s, and a woman basically living the plot of this novel in the 90s. Itâsfascinating, really? I highly recommend it.
The History of Bees by Maja Lunde. Another story told in three time periods â a man whoinvents a new type of beehive for beekeepers in the 1800s, a beekeeper whosebees are dying in approximately present day, and a woman 100 years in thefuture who pollinates plants by hand because all the bees have vanished. ItâsâŠfascinating, again, and a really good story. I also feel like it was quiteeducational? I enjoyed it a lot.
Small Great Things by Jodi Picoult. Technically this is a drama too (but shh) â it followsa black delivery nurse who is charged with a serious crime after an incidentinvolving the baby of a White Supremacist couple. Itâs an explosive topic butitâs handled with a lot of nuance? Reading this book will frustrate you greatly,but I think itâs⊠idk, important? It shook me.
Eyrie by TimWinton. I have never seen depression portrayed more accurately than in thisbook. I was highlighting passages on almost every page â also the style ispretty cool? Snappy? Sharp? Iâm not good at describing it but⊠yeah this leftan impact.
Non-Fiction (listen I knowthese are all by youtubers but hear me out)
So Much I want to Tell You by Anna Akana â letters written by Anna to her sister, who committedsuicide when she was 13. Itâs raw and personal and important, stories aboutpersonal growth and lessons learned, about grief and regret and moving on. Irecommend this 100%.
Secrets For The Mad by Dodie Clark. A collection of charming stories and anecdotes and songlyrics and doodles â a book that reads like what watching dodieâs music videos andvlogs feels like. Safe and soft and personal. I love this.
Doing It byHannah Witton â a book about sex education that honestly everyone should read.Hannah blazes through taboos like theyâre nothing more than hot air â as theyshould be. (Also, watch her videos.)
Bonus
The Alchemist by Paolo Coelho. I donât even know what category to put this in? It reads like a fable and it is just... so beautiful and enchanting. Please read it, you will not be disappointed. Itâs a story of chasing your dreams and self-discovery and itâs... just wonderful.
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Did I make this entire listas a means of procrastination? Yes. Am I sorry? No.
Listen I have been wantingto blog about books for the LONGEST TIME but I never took the time to becauseâŠidk, I am not involved with the book reviewer community on any platform andhonestly Iâm intimidated? But I do have a lot of Thoughts so if youâve read anyof these and want to yell about them with/at me please dm me??? Or send me anask if you want to hear more detailed opinions about any of these from me????
âŠyeah. Thank you for this question,man. I love books.
Send me âtop 5âł of anything and Iâll respond with my favorites!!!
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25 September, 2019
My jet lag is starting to finally disappear. I am beginning to sleep in until my alarm more often than before, and am not going to bed at 8:30 every night.
I have been settling more and more into the school routine. I started biking to school, and am enjoying it a lot (despite the fact that the bike isnât very good and itâs flat all the way there-not very interesting). I met with a student from my high school that is applying to go on exchange with Rotary next year. At the meeting, I offhandedly mentioned that there was a textbook I was looking for to learn Japanese. The next day, I came into class and sitting on my desk was the textbook-it must have been hard to find, being English-language. The teacher had gone all the way to Kanazawa and bought it for me. The new textbook has been helping me study Japanese more proactively, so thatâs good too.
This past weekend, I was picked up by a Rotarian and brought to the Hakusan International Exchange Salon (a room in the Cultural Hall for studying Japanese and the culture of Japan) to sign up for Japanese lessons. We were briefly there, and set up my first lesson for early October. Iâm having difficulty believing that itâs almost October already! I hit the one-month mark of my exchange yesterday, in fact. After the trip to the Salon, my host father and I had a late lunch at a ramen restaurant. We returned home, and I was given 30 second notice that I was being taken to a private taiko lesson in Kanazawa by a relative who is a teacher. That kind of very short notice characterizes my life here in Japan. That night, I had natto (fermented soybeans and some other stuff, generally regarded as being the worst-tasting Japanese food by foreigners) for the first time. It was every bit as bad as I expected.
The next day, I was picked up early by my fourth host dad, Mr. Nishikawa. He is a Rotarian as well. He drove me to his daughterâs familyâs house and dropped me off there. They have two young girls. After briefly letting me play their piano, we all piled in their car and drove to the Noto Peninsula. Last time I donât think I mentioned it, but a short section of highway along the 3-hour drive is called Melody Road. It has ruts over the entire road (sort of like the ones on painted lines that tell you when you are straying out of your lane) that are spaced so as to create different pitches for different lengths of time as you drive over them, so it plays a song while you drive along. We arrived (after lots of squabbling by the two children in the backseat next to me) at a building with a giant tatami room next to some small rice fields. There were other families with small children there-I was the oldest non-adult present. After talking for a bit and receiving a speech, we were given boots and sickles (yes, even the 4-year-olds got sickles) and went out into the light rain. We started cutting the rice in one of the small fields, then tying it into bundles and loading it onto a truck to be brought back up. After we cut about 1/16 of the field, we were told to stop. We returned to the building and waited for a while, then watched while some of our rice (now reduced to the grains, they had removed the straw) was put into a pressurizing machine, then let go so that it puffed up. Then, one of the employees at the rice farm mixed some sugary mixture in, and everyone was given sugary puffed rice as a snack. We had lunch with rice balls made from our rice, then departed. Next, we drove to a famous rice farm perched on terraces on the edge of the ocean:
It was fantastic! We came sort of in between seasons, so it wasnât brilliant, but this is one of the most photographed spots in Japan at other times. We drove to Kanazawa and had sushi for dinner, then I was dropped off at my fourth host dadâs house. They have a beautiful baby grand piano that I was allowed to test out before Mr. Nishikawa brought me back to the Mutohsâ.
The next day was Monday, but it was a day off from school for me because of the equinox (I think thatâs a great idea, USA. Why not give it a try?). I was a little bored in the morning, so my host mother suggested that I take the train to Kanazawa and do something fun there. I had never ridden a train before, so she and I went to the station together. However, it was very windy because of the aftermath of a recent typhoon, so the trains to Kanazawa were not running. My host father took me out to buy sweets. We got a lot, including dango and ice cream. My host mother had been shopping. Just as we were settling down to enjoy our ice cream, she came home, and unloaded 6 huge boxes of sweets that she had bought. Great minds think alike, I guess, but now we have a lot of candy. We went to a Chinese restaurant they like for dinner.
Yesterday and today were both fairly normal days of school. Yesterday, we started learning the guitar in music class and I got a chance to try the beautiful grand piano in the music room. Today, I received the rest of my school uniform (I had not received all of it initially), so that was a relief. That just about sums it up. I didnât take too many pictures (just a few more of that rice farm with the terraces, plus one of a frog on our front gate. I am not going to publish them here because I think itâs unnecessary, but if you really want to see them, you can just ask me), so I am sorry.
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So i might be mildly allergic to hazel nuts?? I had a chocolate bar with hazelnut in it and my face and chest got really itchy and splotchy and hot and red. It was kind of scary. I went to the bathroom and wash my face. I got a paper towel and just kind of held cold water on myself for a while. But nothing was helping. So I kind of went over to Tiffany and was just like help?. And she went totally mom mode on me. Which is exactly what I needed in that moment. And thankfully everyone in the room was very concerned. I don't know why I was so anxious just to ask if anyone had a Benadryl but thankfully someone did and I took that and felt better. But now I guess I got to watch out for hazelnuts?
The rest of the day wasn't nearly as interesting. I mean it was still a good day but nothing terribly exciting happened. I slept okay and woke up early. I got dressed and left here around 8:15. I went over to CVS to pick up needle and thread and then went over to Dunkin Donuts for breakfast. The bus is supposed to come at 9:05. The bus actually came at 9:35. So another day where I waited almost 40 minutes for the bus. And that was after sitting in Dunkin' donuts and eating my bagel for 15 minutes. So I was not terribly pleased.
But because I was excited about winning some money last night I bought munchkins for everyone and no one cared that I was late. We were just working on lesson plans. But I got to tell everyone what happened and they were all very excited for me and it's cool being able to talk about some of the stuff went went down when I lived in Minneapolis. And then it was just a good working morning.
I wasn't in the mindset to be typing yet. So I spent a little time drawing my dumb Furby tattoo idea. It's not dumb! I don't like that I've been feeling self-conscious about my hobbies lately. I'm trying not to use negative language to associate with them. I'm actually very excited about my little drawing. The idea is that it's patches the clock Furby. And because her screen doesn't work anymore my idea is to have the screen display the word love in digital font. Because love is stored in the Furby. So I think I'm going to get two tattoos in the fall. They're both going to be small but I'm excited about them. My arm tattoo is been feeling kind of like it's missing pieces lately. It'll be nice to have more filling on the half sleeve.
I finished my lesson plan mostly. I want to go over it a little bit more tomorrow just to make sure everything is okay and everyone understands what I'm hoping for in the project. I also finished all of my power points I wanted to make. And got some laughs out of Marcus because on the what we expect for you PowerPoint we created I specifically looked for pictures and clipart of teachers at chalkboards. I found a white lady that had brown hair. And I specifically search for a black man. So that we would have representation on the board of us. And he thought that was so funny. Actually made him laugh a few times today. The other time was when he told me he didn't want to eat any more munchkins because he was trying to look good for the beach. Get his body back in shape. And I told him that the beach is going to get whatever kind of body I bring it, just complete deadpan.
At lunch time we convince Marshall to buy us all food. Me and the other Jessica we're having a dance off and it was all very silly and there was a good time. We walked over to the Chinese place. Then some people broke off to go get Subway. And others to get pizza. It was fun being out with everyone.
We all got back and we ate and then it was to work again. I spent pretty much the rest of the afternoon working on my example quilt square. It's basically a miniature crazy quilt representing what they're larger crazy quilt might look like. First I found pieces I like and I cut them into squares. I sew them together. And then I took all of that and cut it up into pieces. And then I sewed it together again. I'm very pleased. Because there's triangles and squares and rectangles and I think it looks really neat. Once I feel like all of its own together well enough I'm going to go back in and bead some and paint some and embroider an applique some. So that the kids can hold it and kind of have a better idea of what I'm hoping that their quilt will look like.
I stayed for a while. My allergic reaction happen during that time too. But I still got a lot done. I didn't finish showing it. I'm going to have to do that tomorrow but I pinned everything up at least for what I didn't so. We didn't have any straight pain so I had to use an entire pack of sewing needles but that's okay. I've done worse.
We finished up at 3. I cleaned up and then fitsum took me home. I was overheated outside. The humidity and rain this week has been Wild. It just feels very heavy when you're outside. As soon as I leave the safety of the box fan. That's terrible. So when I got here I was kind of uncomfortable. But I got cleaned up and put some stuff away. There was going to be a showing at my apartment at 5 and I did not want to be here. So at 4:30 I left.
I walk to the health food store to pick up new soap and some vegetarian beef jerky. I had a nice conversation about Alexander Calder with the guy at the counter. And then I went to Chipotle for nachos. I was upset when I left you pull it though because I was open the door some idiot on a scooter was right at 5 and I almost hit her with the door. She should not have been on the sidewalk and she specifically should have been that close to the door! I could have really hurt her. So I was a little frazzled when I got back to James.
But I got there and cooled off. I took a shower. And then I worked on Hemming / resizing the jumpsuit that I bought like a month ago. Finally figured out how to take in the legs and the crotch area because it just was a mess. Took me about an hour and a half total to pin, cut, and sew it. But once I did I was very happy. It looks really good now. Not work appropriate but I'm very excited to have it anyway. I did use an entire spool of thread today though. It was a little spool but still.
I laid in bed and watched videos. James got back around 6:30. He took a shower and then he made us Falafel for dinner. He made whipped garlic. Which I can still taste even though I brush my teeth twice. But it was really good and then we just hung out for a while.
I came home around 9. I took another shower. Just to rinse off. And I've just been hanging out with CP since then. I took all of the charms off of my charm bracelet and put them on a necklace. I think that I'm more likely to wear it right now that way. And I think I'm going to get ready to go to sleep now. I feel very tired. Tomorrow's our last lesson plan day as a group. It's been a really nice day though. A really nice week. I hope you all sleep great tonight. Be safe out there. Have fun
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A GUIDE TO PENTAGON
I actually had a lot of fun making my guide to JBJ, so I was like?? What other group do I love that doesnât get the attention they deserve? âŠ. PENTAGON
Are yâall ready to cringe? To sigh? To question what is going on with these children? Then, without further ado, I present to you: Pentagon: My Shitty Guide to 10 Toddlers
Group Name: Pentagon
First appeared on a show called Pentagon Maker, which was called a survival show, but SPOILER ALERT: Cube decided to do the right thing and debuted all 10 members together
If Iâm going to be 100% honest, I still dk where to find the full episodes, but there are a ton of clips on youtube, and, honestly, I was satisfied with just watching those
ALL OF THEM HAVE REALLY GOOD VISUALS? LIKE, I SAY THIS WITH EVERY GROUP, BUT SERIOUSLY, PENTAGON HAS SOME A+++ VISUALS
Beware because theyâre very. Very. very. Loud
The fandom name is universe and i just think thatâs so cute OKAY?
Ofiicial Music Videos: Gorilla, Can You Feel It, Critical Beauty, Pretty Pretty, Run Away, Like This, Violet
Personal Favorite Non-Title Tracks: Thank You, Beautiful, You Are, Spectacular, and Lose yourself
Aight, we have ten members to go through this time, so BUCKLE UP, MY FRIENDS
Members:
Jo Jinho
The oldest member of pentagon
Vvv smol baby. Is only 5â6â
Is scared very easily lmfao
May be smol but has A HELLA SET OF LUNGS
High note king that leaves almost everyone shook
Used to be in SM the Ballad, but left and became a trainee again under cube entertainment
Had trained for EIGHT FRICKIN YEARS, DO NOT SLEEP ON MY BOI
I guess he gave vocal lessons to cube trainees like Yoo Seonho (someone pls KINDLY let me know if iâm wrong)
Drops a bunch of covers and spoils Universe with his voice, thx boo
Usually gets paired with hongseok for stuff?? Idk
Has a room by himself in the dorms, lucky boi
ALSO A MUSICAL THEATER ACTOR?? ALL SHOOK UP REALLY HAD US ALL SHOOK UP
Videos to Watch: (1) (2) (3)
Lee HwiTaek (Hui)
The leader of this mess
Got pretty popular after the song Never was released, then continue to leave people quaking after Energetic was released
Is an A+ Singer and Producer, we love a talented man
Is vvvv scared of everything and also has a lot of tears (we love a man in touch with his emotions)
A former JYP trainee
Got7âs JB said that one time, Got7âs Mark got into a fight with him, Hui, and B.A.P.âs Youngjae and Day6âs Brian had to translate the argument LOL
Also in a subunit called Triple H that consists of him, EâDawn and Hyuna
Also has a room to himself
HONEY SOCKS
Has a fanboy named Yoo Seonho that loves him vvv much, and they even went to vietnam together
also appeared on this variety show called hyenaâs on the keys and flaunted his composing SKILZ
Videos to Watch: (1) (2) (3)
Yang Hongseok
A former YG trainee
Was on the show that created iKon, and it wasâŠ. Oof
He was new at the time, so it was kinda awkward and tense, but it got better
Is obsessed with working out, and has the abs of a greek god as a result
Reads books in his free time, and enjoys studying foreign languages
He moved around when he was younger, so he can speak Mandarin and English (we love an intelligent man)
Apparently the mom?? Cooks and cleans for the babies in the dorm
Shares a room with EâDawn
Also really likes Iron Man⊠and Jinho
The members say heâs the worst at dancing in the group LOL
Itâs okay though, cause heâs vvv talented in other aspects
Videos to Watch: (1) (2) (3)
Kim HyoJung (EâDawn)
âI have no fearâ not even two seconds later *HIGH PITCH SCREAMING*
Can reach an octave i didnât think human possible
A little weird, but thatâs okay!
Is also in Triple H with Hui and Hyuna
Hongseokâs roommate
Is really good at dancing, wow
Kinda looks tired 24/7, but weâre pretty sure thatâs just his face. Like you know how some people have resting bitch face? EâDawn has resting tired face.
TATTOOS!
Sry, i just really like tattoos, lol
But yeah! EâDawn has multiple tattoos! Since itâs like 1 in the morning and Iâm kinda tired, Iâm not gonna try and think of all of them, but they should all show up if you just google eâdawn tattoos lol sorry
Videos to Watch: (1) (2) (3)
Go Shinwon
Has trouble keeping his clothes on apparently
Like for real, just casually pulled his pants down and took his shirt off multiple times in pentagon maker
Is scared of animals because one time because⊠umâŠ. letâs just say that there was an unfortunate incident with his pet hamster when he was in like middle school... yeah
Was eliminated during Pentagon maker, but four remaining members broke into cube late at night and put up posters saying they wanted pentagon to debut as ten
Gets mad real easily
Has broad shoulders⊠Like real broad. Edawn and yanan fell asleep on his shoulders and they were comfortable
Shares a room with Kino
Also really likes Mcdonalds?? Like, this boy put on a burger hat and ate a mcdonalds burger.
Really hates bugs LOL
Videos to Watch: (1) (2) (3)
Yeo Changgu (Yeo One)
Has a visual that a lot of foreigners seem to really like? Thatâs just something I noticed, I know itâs not the general consensus
Is also an actor, he appeared in a webdrama called Spark and was the main actor for a historical drama not too long ago
Shares a room with yanan
Is yananâs biggest fan
Has a laugh that can revive wilting flowers tbh
Talks a lot too
Sucks at table tennis
He and hui put ducktape on their legs and ripped it off
GIVE HIM MORE LINES PLS
Videos to Watch: (1) (2) (3)
Yan An
âMADE IN CHINA!â
âAnnyeong chingudelâ
Heâs from Shanghai
Hella model vibes, amirite or amirite
He injured himself when preparing for the Ceremony album, and he had to sit out and everyone was vvv sad and vvv worried
Got better and is back, and more random than ever
Sometimes says things that are real funny, even if he doesnât intend for it to be
âWhat are you talking about, this is plasticâ
âYou⊠Youâre in big trouble!â
âKorean name is Yanan. Chinese name is Yanan. English Name? Yanan.â
Also once called Jinho a foreigner, even tho Jinho is Korean and they were in Korea?
May be tol and handsome, but heâs really just a big toddler
Scared of roller coasters
Roommates with yeo one who loves him v much (yeo one has the right idea, yâall)
Videos to Watch: (1) (2) (3)
Adachi Yuto
âYUTODAâ
A japanese prince
AN ATHLETE! Played baseball and used to do soccer
A former JYP trainee
Good friends with Yuto (U) from ONF because they both used to be JYP trainees and also NCTâs Yuta
Shares a room with Wooseok and will laugh at anything he says
Milk couple
Canât eat spicy food for shit
Hella tall
Also appeared predebut at ISAC 2015 for futsall
A bby that is afraid of many things. Especially the dark. On pentagon maker, the crew turned off the lights and he real cutely went âpd-nim~â and i almost cried it was so cute
âWhatâs your favorite ice cream flavor?â âIce cream.â
Says he canât do aegyo, but he hella cute already, so itâs okay
Also once danced shirtless and i almost sued, you a child Boi (i say as I am younger than him)
Videos to Watch: (1) (2) (3)
Kang Hyunggu (Kino)
A whole cutie
I legit that he was my age or younger cause he was just so adorable
Only 4 days younger than yuto and 4 days older than wooseok, but he a whole baby
They did a vlive for wooseok, yuto, and kinoâs birthdays and when they were getting into teams, hongseok was chosen to be in kinoâs team but he said it so emotionlessly that kino got all pouty LOL
A dancing king
âI was going to go easy on you, but you called me Hyungguâ
Has a lot of friends in k-pop, he vvv popular
Shares a room with shinwon
A laugh that motivates me to be a better person
Saved the entire world by eating watermelon in front of cameras BLESS
âGet it Kino Beautyâ
Proceeded to destroy yananâs face with makeup RIP
Makes funny faces that i sometimes screenshot and send to my friends at 2 in the morning
ALSOALSOALSO, he had this little dance solo in Critical Beauty and I was LIVING for it
Videos to Watch: (1) (2) (3)
Jung Wooseok
The baby of the group
HELLA TOL??? LIKE WTF, IF YOU LOOK AT PHOTOS OF JINHO AND WOOSEOK STANDING NEXT TO EACH OTHER HE LOOKS LIKE A FREAKING GIRAFFE
He was sleeping backstage once and yuto put a chocopie in front of his mouth and he sleepily tried to eat it and i was :((((( he was so cute
Really likes yuto, theyâre usually paired together for stuff. Like dorms
Really likes anime, legend has it that if you play samurai heart at exactly 1:23 AM, wooseok will appear behind you and sing along
Imitates an opera singer and achieves an octave that i would imagine isnât humanly possible for someone with a voice as deep as his
Has a fanboy names Lai Guanlin from wanna one, and he will not let anyone forget about his precious Wooseok
Once did an eating broadcast with super spicy food and accidentally got some in his eye and the rest of pentagon thought it was the funniest thing ever RIP
Videos to Watch: (1) (2) (3)
That was a journey! Weâre almost done, though!
Videos Of Pentagon to Watch! Weekly Idol with Victon and Momoland! (X) This crack (?) series that I live for (X) The VLive that was all sorts of mess (X) Triple H Weekly Idol (only Hui and EâDawn) (X) This clip from Pentagon Maker that was all sorts of mess, even with only 4 members (X) Hui, Wooseok, and EâDawn trying to cook (X) This other VLive that was all sorts of mess (X) Pentagon Heyo TV (Mafia Game Cut) (X)
AND THERE YOU HAVE IT! A VERY SHORT, SHITTY GUIDE TO PENTAGON! I hope this helps anyone wanting to get into Pentagon, or even just makes an Universe smile! Now go and bask in the glory that is Pentagonâs craziness! Bye!
#pentagon#jo jinho#lee hwitaek#hui#kim hyojung#e'dawn#yang hongseok#yeo changgu#yeo one#yanan#adachi yuto#kino#kang hyunggu#jung wooseok#triple h#cube#mine
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July 27th and 28th, 2018
The 27th was my first full day with my homestay family, after having met and gone home with them the evening prior. My family is smaller than Iâd imagined: itâs just my host mother, Yichu (èșæ„, yĂŹchÇ), and my host sister Qinghan (æž
èĄ, qÄ«nghĂ n), whom I refer to and address as Meimei (ćŠčćŠč, mĂšimei, âlittle sisterâ). Qinghan, who was still asleep when I rose for class that morning, shares her surname (ć, liĂș) with me and her age (10) with my biological sister in America. Yichu had prepared breakfast: a vegetable bun, grapes, eggs, a bowl of milk, and my beloved youtiao. Once we had eaten our fill, we began the walk to my classroom, which takes about twenty to thirty minutes. Apparently, there was a quicker route that connected our neighborhood directly to campus in about five minutes, but that road undergoing some sort of construction meant we were using our detour for the foreseeable future. Some students had already arrived by the time I got to the classroom, so after bidding Yichu farewell I joined my peers in idle chatter about our host families. It was mostly positive; one girl was struggling to explain to her host mother that curly hair couldnât be blow-dried and she would have to sleep with it wet, which conflicts with the Chinese belief that sleeping with wet hair leads to headaches later in life. Anotherâs host parents were over-enthusiastic about having a native speaker available to tutor their daughter in English, and she felt as though she wasnât using her Mandarin enough as a result. My biggest issue had been the lack of readily-available cold water; I was able to address it by dashing to the student store a few minutes before class and purchasing the largest bottle they had in stock.
The three hours of class passed quickly, but they came with a caveat. Today was Yang Laoshiâs last day as our teacher, as she would soon be heading to lead a conference in Shanghai and then, after that, taking a two-year teaching assignment in Thailand. My goodbye present to her was an In nâ Out t-shirt, which I presented with both hands as per local custom. My gift reserves were running lowâafter Yichu received a UCLA shirt and hat, Qinghan got a UCLA sweater and tank top (both of which were far too large for her), and my partner on our trip to the local community center a few days prior got UCLA and In nâ Out hats, I was resigned to two In nâ Out t-shirts (one of which I had just given to Yang Laoshi) and a UCLA Hawaiian-print shirt, which was intended for my nonexistent host father. I am considering bequeathing the latter upon the teacher who wrote my recommendation for NSLI-Y in the first place.
Lunch passed, along with our lecture period (during which it was announced that I was student of the week!) and our interest groups which, for me, had shifted from folk dance to martial arts. Perhaps by her own design, the Intermediate 2 students finished the homework Yang Laoshi had assigned with about twenty minutes to spare. She then suggested that, as it was our last day together, we all go out to the front of the building and take a group picture. We readily agreed. Several attempts at jumping later, we had gotten a satisfactory shot of us in midair. I returned to the classroom to gather my things, hugged Yang Laoshi, wished her the best, and went out to meet my host mother.
Iâm fairly certain Yichu actually works in the same building that my classroom is in, as she was just exiting an office when I greeted her. Together, the two of us exited the campus and made our way to a nearby restaurant. Yichu explained that Qinghan was currently finishing up her weekly flute lesson; we would begin eating dinner and she would make her way over independently. The food was excellent. I had some sort of beef-based broth and noodles. Following dinner, the three of us made our way to Cat Street (ç«èĄ, mÄo xĂng) which is directly adjacent to the neighborhood our house is in and exactly what it sounds like: a street with cat-themed stores, cat murals, and live street cats. Qinghan and I visited a cat museum, which was essentially a dozen cats in a cage with a gift shop and cafĂ© attached. It was there that I found a stuffed cat bearing my name (æĄè±, tĂĄohuÄ), which I promptly purchased. Iâve yet to find a definitive answer, but through various interactions with native speakers Iâve come to believe that âtaohuaâ, in addition to literally meaning peach blossom, is used to refer to oneâs luck in matters of romance and love. Between my taohua cat and my visit to Guandi Temple, I ought to be married by the end of August.
Afterwards, we ate dessert at a roadside stand selling âFour Fruit Soupâ (ćææ±€, sĂŹ guÇ tÄng), a mishmash of fruits and jelly-looking foods topped with shaved ice. I canât say I cared much for it, but Iâm glad I tried.
The rest of the evening was fairly low-key; I shared some of my art with my host family and let Qinghan use my tablet. Yichu informed me that I should get lots of rest; the 28th was to be the first of our two homestay family activity days, one of the rare instances in the program at Xiamen where we wouldnât attend Chinese class, and one of the even rarer instances where I could get up later than seven-thirty.
I did, indeed, end up sleeping later than seven-thirty: I woke up around nine, and was greeted again by a Yichu-prepared breakfast. In addition to another helping of youtiao, she gave me an overview of the dayâs schedule; I would first accompany her and Qinghan to the hospital so they could receive a type of traditional Chinese medicine that Yichu struggled to explain. She said it was made from ginger, and that they put it on during the hottest day of summer so it could make them healthier in the winter. After that, we would meet a friend of hers and his children, play golf, and finally head to Gulangyu (éŒæ”Ș汿, gÇlĂ ngyÇ), Xiamenâs âPiano Islandâ and tourist hotspot.
Chinese hospitals are a fair bit quicker than American ones. After waiting for just under five minutes, we were shown into a room where Yichu briefly exchanged words with a doctor, who then invited Qinghan to bend over a hospital bed and expose a portion of her back and pressed six or seven patches onto it. Yichu received similar patches on her stomach. The whole affair concluded in about twenty minutes. On our walk to the mall (which was designated as the meeting place for us and Yichuâs friend), Qinghan inquired as to whether we utilized such patches in the States. I told her no, and she unleashed a long string of Chinese, which Yichu interpreted for me as her being jealous that Americans didnât use them. I asked if they hurt, and Yichu said no, but they were very warm. In a climate like Xiamenâs, I could see how added heat could inspire jealousy in the heart of any 10-year-old.
The mall had at least four floors. I was exuberant. Yichu settled herself on a bench near a Starbuckâs and told Qinghan and I we could wander about until her friend arrived. Once I understood that she meant separately (my mom telling me that I didnât have to take my little sister with me was a novel idea indeed), I visited every clothing or makeup store on the first floor, in the end buying only a wine-colored and berry-tasting lip paint and a canvas tote bag that read (in English) âMade in Chinaâ, which I found incredibly hilarious for reasons I struggle to articulate. The two were exactly the same price.
When I returned from my shopping trip, Yichu was sitting where I had left her (Qinghan in tow) and the rest of our party had yet to arrive. We waited about ten minutes more, and Yichu finally received word that they were stuck in traffic and we could go ahead and get seated for lunch without them. On our way to the 3rd floor restaurant, however, Qinghan began having some sort of issue. My Chinese wasnât at a level where I could make out the specifics, but it seemed as though she had tired and was now electing to just drop and sit down in the middle of the mall. She and Yichu had a very heated conversation, which culminated in the latter simply walking away without Qinghan and beckoning me to follow. Writing off the ethics of leaving a child unattended in a busy shopping mall as a cultural difference, I obliged. Yichu and I put our names in and, with minimal wait, were seated at a table. She did some preliminary ordering and then left me in charge of the table while she went to retrieve Qinghan. All was well for a bit, but when a waitress approached me and began asking questions (assumedly) regarding the order in rapid-fire Mandarin with non-standard pronunciation, I began to panic. Luckily, Yichu and Qinghan arrived and the former was able to give instructions regardingâŠwhatever was being discussed, without any input from me necessary.
Yichuâs friend (whom she knew from high school) and his children (who werenât actually his children, but rather his nephew and two nieces) arrived shortly thereafter. The man appeared to have an excellent sense of humor, but his thick accent (I believe it to be the Xiamen local accent; among other things, h sounds are completely ignored, turning Zhongwen (the Chinese language) into Zongwen and shide (âyesâ or âindeedâ) into side) gave me a lot of trouble. One of the nieces (a university student) spoke a fair bit of English, and acted as a translator at times. For the most part, I focused on my kebab.
After the meal, we headed to Furong Lake (èèæč, fĂșrĂłng hĂș), a part of the XMU campus that I had previously visited but had no qualms with seeing again. We took a route through the area that was unfamiliar to me, and it eventually led us to a golf course, where I tried my hand at the richest, whitest sport I can think of, second only to polo. I excelled, but likely only because, instead of trying to hit the ball into a hole, the goal was to hit the ball as far as you could. And I could hit real, real hard.
Seven trays of golf balls later, we backtracked away from the course and navigated the rest of Furong Lake, eventually reaching XMUâs main gate, where we rode the public bus to the ferry terminal for Gulangyu.
Upon arriving, we learned that it would be about an hour and a halfâs wait before we could board the ferry. I alternated between reading (Iâm currently on number three of the four poetry books I brought on the trip with me, and the last chapter of my nonfiction work), letting Qinghan play games on my phone, eating spring rolls Yichu had prepared, and visiting the public toilet. Iâm fortunate to say that squatty potties no longer faze me.
The actual time spent crossing the strait is about five minutes, but the time spent going through security and shuffling on and off the vessel doubles that number. It was dusk when we set foot on the island; after an extensive photoshoot for me by the main sign we made our way to a shopping street. I entered a generalized candy store; I was offered a free sample of a drink that tasted exactly like American cherry-flavored liquid medicine, and was ready to leave the store when I tried âmilk pineconeâ. Iâm not sure what it is, but itâs definitely not actually pinecone. I believe it was some sort of white chocolate. In any case, it was delicious, and I bought a box, which I then ate for lunch the day after. I also purchased (from different stores) a necklace, as well as a bracelet to replace an identical one I had bought at Kaiyuan Temple and then proceeded to break a few days after. I visited the Chinese version of Americaâs Lush, which sold bath bombs and facial soaps aplenty, and saw a genuine, live pig just sitting in a cage on the street and, in a different area, a very large rat.
For whatever reason, people I interacted with made more frequent references to my being hunxueâer (mixed race, as you may remember from a previous post) than I had previously encountered. The highlight was an older woman who stopped me on the street, presumably ready to offer me a free sample of the food at her restaurant or a flyer advertising a sale at her clothing store, looked at me, threw her plans out the window, and asked if I was hunxueâer. When I said I was, she pumped her fist, said, âćŸæŁ!â (HÄn bĂ ng; âso awesome!â) and walked away.
A little past nine in the evening, my enthusiasm was beginning to wane a bit as I thought of the full day of school awaiting me on the 29th. Our partyâs meander home, however, was interrupted when we passed a seafood restaurant and everyone (author excluded) decided they were ready for round two of dinner. It was more of a snack than a meal, but it was enoughâby the time we boarded the ferry back to Xiamen, it was ten oâclock. On the mainland (figuratively speaking, of course: Xiamen is actually an island. Gulangyu is just a smaller island. Like Pluto, if it had a moon.) we said our goodbyes and went our separate ways. Yichu took Qinghan and me to the curb, where she was among a herd of people attempting to hail taxis. No luck. We jaywalked across the street to a bus stop, and Yichu examined the timetables. Everything would take us further away. Already heightened by the time delay of the impromptu meal, my stress levels were through the roof. We went through an underground tunnel and reached another bus stop. At this one, we waited for a bus and rode it for four stops or so. We got off, walked about two blocks, and were greeted with the familiar sight of neon-lit ears, tails, and whiskers.
Iâve never been so glad to see a street full of cat paraphernalia in my life.
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Red is a Good Color on You
Read here or on AO3:Â http://archiveofourown.org/works/13273425
Letâs just say that it had been a tiring day for Marinette just because an akuma had struck in the middle of the school day and on top of it, it took her three lucky charms and Chat two cataclysms. It was harder than normal, but it still took a toll on her. She honestly couldnât even think of how back it was on her kitty.
She was at her sewing table working on a new piece for Alyaâs birthday that was coming up in about a month. She still had time, but with her life, she knew it would be here before she even knew it. For once Marinette was calmly working on a project with no rush, it was nice. Then she heard a thumb that made her jump and the line she was sewing went crooked. She sighed and grabbed the seam ripper and started to take out the offending stitches.
She looked up at her bed and saw her kitty laying face down on her bed.
âWow, kitty, knock next time,â Mari teased putting her project down on her workstation.
She heard a pillow muffled mumbled and started up the steps to her bed.
She looked at him and cocked her head, âHad a rough day, minou?â
Adrien looked at her with the most adorable pout, âVery much so.â
Marinette climbed up the bed got to where she was right beside him.
âWell then tell this wondering bug about it.â
He went on about how after the cumbersome akuma that he had fencing lessons. Then Chinese, then piano, and then he had a photo shoot.
ââŠThen when my dad got sent some of the shots, he saw how tired I look. So when I got home, he threatened to take me out of school if I couldnât balance it all. I just donât understand how I can ever be perfect for him. I already model for him, learning a whole language, take piano lessons, do a sport, and all I ask is to go to school. Fucking school.â After he finished his long rant, the fire in his eyes died down a bit, but he still wasnât all better.
âEnough about me, though, how are you, princess?â He asked rather nicely for someone who is still fuming.
âNo. This isnât about me. Itâs about you. You are obviously in distress and Iâm here to make you feel better. So come here,â Mari said in a serious tone that is different from the previous teasing she was doing earlier.
She held out her arms, inviting him in for some cuddles. Honestly, this was the only thing rather than binge eating that can be acceptable in times like this.
Once he scooted into her embrace, she started to run her hands through his soft hair. He nuzzled contently into her hand then wrapped his arms around her waist and snuggled in. As Marinette continued to stroke his hair affectionately, Adrienâs anger seemed to dissipate. After he felt significantly better, he arched his head up to look at her.
âSo what were you working on before I came in?â he asked nodding his head towards the direction of the sewing machine.
âA birthday gift for Alya. I know it is a little ways away but with how hectic our lives can get, I think it is better for me to start this early to make sure I get it done,â Mari answered.
âYou know you are amazing? Like completely and utterly amazing?â he said twisting back into her warmth.
Marinetteâs face flamed with a blush. She looked down and lightly flicked his nose.
âDonât say things like that, you know I get flustered.â She said bringing her hands up to hid her face.
Adrien completely turned around to where he was laying stomach down in between her legs. He brought his hands up and tugged them away from her face exposing the red-hot blush. Â He leaned up to nuzzle their noses together. She started to turn an even brighter pink.
âBut you know I love it when you blush. Red is definitely your color, my lady.â He through the line at her with a wink and then he was promptly shoved to the side.
âAnd heâs back,â Mari mumbled turning over, facing away from him.
He grabbed her waist and made her flush with him and leaned down into her ear and whispered, âBut you love it.â
âGet away from me silly kitty,â She responded with a grin that didnât relay the message she sent.
âNever,â he said snuggling her closer.
After a while of cuddling, Mari turned around to find him sleeping soundly wrapped around her. She grabbed her phone, like any other normal teenager would, and opened up her Snapchat. She snapped a photo of him drooling cutely on her stomach and then put a caption: The model life is hard. She then decorated it with a couple of cute stickers and posted it. She also made sure to send it to him so he would see I the next time he opened his phone.
While he was sleeping Mari scrolled through her Instagram, Tumblr, and the Ladyblog. She saw a couple of text posts she sent to Alya and Nino in the Snapchat group chat the four of them have together. She mindlessly scrolled through her social media until it was around two in the morning. Since it was a Friday, she didnât have to worry about school, but she was getting tired. She had to make sure Adrien got home before someone notices he is missing.
âAdrien. Wake up sleepy head,â she nudged him a little bit to rouse him awake.
âFive more minutes,â he sighed groggily before nuzzling into Mari more.
Mari rolls her eyes before doing it roughly to ensure him to wake up. It didnât work.
âAdrien! Thereâs an Akuma!â Mari whisper shouted.
âWhat? Where?â He exclaimed, shooting up quickly.
Mari sat up, level to her groggy partner, âGotcha,â she said with a sly smirk.
He grabbed her waist and nuzzled his face into her neck and sighed, âEvil princess.â
âYeah yeah, I wasnât so evil when you were snuggling me about five minutes ago,â she said with her hands on her hips.
âBite me,â he said with a playful glare.
Mari looked at him with a playful glint in her eyes and then spouted out:
âJust tell me where.â
It was his turn to turn bright red.
âHuh. Yâknow whatâs funny? Red is a good color on you too,â Mari teased with a shove to the shoulder.
âAre you going to walk me out or what?â Adrien said with a blank face.
She rolled her eyes and climbed into the window of her balcony and Adrien followed.
Once he was transformed and standing on the balcony, he turned and looked at her.
âThanks for tonight, Princess, it means a lot to a stray like me,â he said taking a step closer.
âWell apparently if you feed a stray it always comes back, and it seems that this one feeds off of affection,â Marinette said looking up at Chat.
âYou are totally right, Bugaboo.â He said reaching down to grab her hand to kiss it.
âWell, howâs this for some attention?âShe said playfully before she grabbed his bell and pulled his lips towards hers.
At first, he was surprised then he melted into the kiss, one of his hands going to cradle her hair and neck while the other landed to squeeze her waist tightly.
âGet home safe Kitty,â she said hurriedly before she turned away ducking into her room. Once she got in her bed she slammed her face into her pillow.
She heard a knock on her window a couple minutes later and it cracked open.
âThat was sure something, princess, see you tomorrow?â Chat said. Mari could hear the smirk in his voice.
âYep tomorrow is good,â She said turning around throwing him an awkward thumbs up.
âOkay all I get is a thumbs up?â he said dangling upside down from the window.
Mari grabbed his face and gave him a peck.
âThatâs more like it, princess, Goodnight!â he said hopping out of the window.
She heard his victory, âYES!â, the minute he hit the balcony.
All she could do was bury her face in her hands to try and stop her uncontrollable grin.
#adrienette#marichat#adrein agreste#marinette dupain cheng#fluff#cuddeling#snuggling#nuzzling#sadriend#post reveal fluffliness#basically my chlidren being soft#Gabriel Agreste is kinda mean#chat noir#ladybug#les adventures de ladybug et chat noir
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Week in My American Pandemic Life | #44 | September 2020
September felt like a good month to share another slice-of-life blog story (since my last one was pre-pandemic, last December!).Â
Leading into Sept. 2020, I knew that itâd be the month in which Iâd find out whether I was going back to Peace Corps Mongolia in October. If so, Iâd need to be ready to repack my belongings and head back overseas. If not, Iâd find out for how much longer Iâd need to wait.Â
The longer Iâve been back in the States, the more little activities Iâve picked up. But still, my heartâs with the Peace Corps. I want to go back as soon as I can. With that in mind, though, hereâs what Iâve been up to!Â
Most Every Day
These events encompass my stateside weeks 26 to 30 (being Aug. 28 to Oct. 1). I've been doing mostly ad hoc projects depending on Peace Corpsâ timeline. Since my summer weeks, my most recurring roles have focused around two task forces and two boards on which Iâve been serving amid the pandemic. Beyond these, Iâve been focusing on readying for graduate school and seeking a strong spiritual life.Â
I spent most of September in Reno, so my week-in-the-life stories encompass those periods. My weekends largely blurred with my weekdays, so weeks tended to mesh together. Still, each day had enough recurring events that Iâll start by describing those common threads.Â
Long Before Dawn
I usually rose between 3 and 5 a.m. Iâd basically fling myself out of bed to shut off my alarm so as not to wake my younger brother. Then Iâd leave the room and spend my morning in the houseâs kitchen/dining area.Â
From then till 9 a.m., Iâd mostly work on language exercises from the classical Latin textbook I've been using with a long-time friend whoâs been tutoring me this rich language. Around 9 a.m., weâd hop on our video call. Even on weekends we tended to call. We chatted usually for a couple hours, finishing around 11 a.m. or noon, depending on our start.Â
Besides Latin daily, Iâd a few other activities Iâd do usually sometime between about 4 a.m. and 1 p.m. These were for spirit, for fun and a bit of escape.Â
Iâd continued my quarantine habits of reading more Scripture. At the monthâs start, Iâd pray a rosary and read a Psalm a day. A friend and I had finished reading our daily Proverbs chapters in August, so weïżœïżœïżœd decided to take on a Psalm a day. Then my other friend and I had concluded our rosaries. So, Iâd read a Hebrews chapter with my Psalm a day. After I finished Hebrews, my other Bible study group had begun John. So, by Septemberâs end, I was reading a Psalm and John verses a day. Good times. Â
Daily App Streaks
Around 8 a.m. Iâd get in a power nap to recharge. Usually after 8 I also didnât tend to receive messages from friends in Mongolia, for that approached their midnight. If I received new messages, those tended to come after 6 p.m., which was their morning.
On the learning side, Iâd also keep up my Duolingo streak. Iâd surpassed over 150 days, so I figured I might as well keep at it. I mostly used Duolingo to practice Latin and seldom had touched the Spanish and Chinese lessons as much as I used to. Sometimes my daily Duolingo lesson feel like bad medicine, but I remind myself that languages stick best when I rehearse them. Other days feel great!Â
A bit after my morning nap would be my 9 a.m. Latin tutorial. Either right after it (closer to noon or 1 p.m.) or long before it, such as when Iâd wake up or shower, I do my Scripture readings, Duolingo and also PokĂ©mon tasks. Iâd never set a specific time for these.Â
Mostly to break up the hard stuff, Iâd keep up PokĂ©mon GO and PokĂ©mon Masters EX streaks. The freemium games offer daily bonuses for simple activities. In terms of self-tending, I remember that humans ought to set aside time each day for play. At least by playing free games, I neednât spend money. They get me out of the house, too!Â
Habits of Isolation
When Iâm not out of the house, the pandemic surely does weird stuff to me. Free time seems to lead me to check my email inbox, perhaps too often. I think that the habit stems from my ambiverted itch to have social contact after spending hours alone glued to topics. I also just like helping people and brightening their days, given how unevenly the pandemic affects us. More innocuously, I check my Google Calendar too to make sure I donât miss deadlines. I try not to stress so muchâŠÂ
When I caught myself staring too long at that inbox, Iâd go outside an hour or few to a walk around the neighborhood, thank God and weigh whatever might be on my mind. Reno, Nev. had had plenty of smoke from NorCal fires, so Iâd definitely keep on my facemask. I loved being outside, but toxic air made me less eager.Â
Around 3 p.m., Iâd get in a second power nap. Though, on some weekdays my youngest brother had his online class at 3. So, I try to nap a little before, so he could have the room to himself.Â
Our family usually has dinner around 6:45 p.m. or 7. Attendance varies depending on whoâs at the house by that day. At minimum would usually be Dad, my tita /TEE-tuh/ (Filipina stepma) and me. At most, there would usually include four more, being my youngest brother, a family friend who's also our tenant, my youngest sister and her boyfriend. Sometimes by brotherâs still on campus, the family friendâs at work, and/or my sister and her bf arenât visiting till the next day.Â
As a side note, when Iâd first started coming up from Vegas to help at the Reno house, Dad had only purchased a dining table with four chairs. Then heâd purchased four more chairs, which most of us had opposed. Once everyone else had come up for their fall semesters, though, we conceded that Dad won.Â
Weekday Mornings
Mondays through Fridays are my dadâs workdays, so morning routines go a little differently. Regardless, Iâd usually still be up early, from that 3 to 5 a.m. range.Â
Tita would usually come downstairs around 5:15 a.m. to begin fixing breakfast for my father and whoever else was at the house. My stepmom reminds me of my mom in this way, waking early to fix food for everyone. I thought of both of them when reading of the woman in Proverbs 31:15, âShe gets up while it is still night; she provides food for her family [...].â I hope Iâll be a caring parent, too.Â
Tita had retired some months after marrying my pa, which gave her more free time. If she wasnât down around 5:15, sheâd had asked me to come knock upstairs on the master bedroom door in case she and Dad overslept their alarms. I give her a hand when she needs it. Tita would also fix Papa coffee and unload the dishwasher from the night before. Iâd help her reach higher shelves and take things to or from the garage.
And Tita and I would chat a bit. I hadnât known much about the Philippines geographically. I felt surprised to learn that her home province's language is Bisayan, not Tagalog. She said itâs because sheâs from Bohol, in the Central Visayas. Weâd chat about Asian culture and our Catholicism, too, like the Bible and prayers. Iâd also vent about life sometimes. She is a patient soul.Â
An Early Breakfast
Often between 5:45 a.m. or 6, my papa would come downstairs and enjoy the breakfast his wife made. Dad would also sometimes ask me to do things or comment on my âinabilityâ to do them. I tried to ignore the comments that I felt were a bit rude, since Dad told me Iâm going to meet lots of mean people in life. He means well...Â
By 6:15 a.m., Dad would take off for work, so heâd kiss his honey goodbye and wish me a good day. Back when I was the only one staying at the house with Dad, Iâd carry his bags out to the car; but by September, usually Tita would do this. I appreciated that sheâd alleviated some of my burdens. She let me focus more on my own tasks, like language studies.Â
After Dad left, Tita would return upstairs to sleep. In the afternoon, sheâd resume cooking to prepare dinner. Iâd often still be in the kitchen/dining room since I usually had my computer and notebooks set up there. The house hasnât really had many other tables on which to work.Â
Dad tended to get home around 6:45 p.m., hence our familyâs usual mealtime. Whoever was nearby would set the table and summon the others. Afterward, weâd all usually pitch to put away the dishes and table mats while Pa and Tita got ready for their evening walk (or while Dad got distracted watching politics on the news). Tita had us leave food out for the others whoâd missed dinner.Â
And now to share the unique activities of my weekâs days!Â
MONDAYS: Non-Profit + Chinese
Mondays and Tuesdays were my Chinese days. Besides the usual Latin in the morning, Iâd have a Chinese call in the evening with a teacher whom Iâd met through Discord and reddit. The Chinese woman happened to have more free time through the pandemic, and so she felt happy to work with an eager student like me for free! Iâd prep for our calls by reading her textbook and watching tutorial videos sheâd taped. She encouraged me to give feedback, too.Â
Before our half-hour Chinese calls, Monday afternoons were also a bit busier. My siblings and I had our Foundation calls to go over the non-profit we were building to honor our late mother and help others. I usually just told people around me that my calls were to catch up with my sibs, which was also true. Since June, weâd been meeting to incorporate as we built up for our Oct. 8, 2020 launch.Â
Foundation meetings reminded me of extracurricular boards on which Iâd sat during my undergrad and brought to mind my experiences in national public relations and advertising competition courses during my final years in journalism school. I felt like Iâd been doing this type of work for years!Â
My siblings and I later moved our meeting time to Thursday afternoons to better accommodate school and work schedules.Â
And Mondays werenât all-work-and-no-play. Usually by Monday nights I could find the new episode of âCrash Course: Linguisticsâ available on YouTube. I really liked those. Plus on Mondays, I could often find online versions of the newest Japanese âPokĂ©mon Journeysâ episodes with English subtitles. Iâd gotten back into the show in Mongolia when Iâd heard that its lead protagonist finally became Champion. Amazing to see!Â
TUESDAYS: Chinese + Social Justice in Psychology
Tuesdays continued Mondayâs Chinese. At 8 a.m. I hopped onto a call of language learners through the National Security Girl Squad (which welcomes men, too!). Weâd discuss current political events and interests in Chinese, which definitely helped my vocab. The group reminds me of folks Iâd met while participating in the U.S. Department of State Critical Language Scholarship (CLS) Program 2018. Many involved in our calls had also done CLS!Â
After the Chinese call finished at 9, I sometimes slipped up a bit swapping back to Latin. But, I figure I just need to toughen up that mental acuity.Â
At 4 p.m., though later moved to 5 p.m., Iâd hop on another Zoom for an entirely different topic. I've been serving on the Social Justice Task Force for Division 36 of the American Psychological Association! We focus on how we can live social justice within the Society for the Psychology of Religion and Spirituality. Iâve learned so much from these scholars, practitioners and doctoral students. They even appointed me Task Force secretary from early October.Â
Tuesday nights I also get another PokĂ©mon break, in the form of Spotlight Hour in PokĂ©mon GO. Sometimes I jog over to a local park for this. The event lets me catch some rarer PokĂ©mon before dinner, hehe.Â
WEDNESDAYS: Advocacy + Scripture + Calls
Surprisingly similar to my undergrad years, Wednesdays tended to be my âgauntletâ for the week. Once I got through Wednesdays, I got through the week.Â
On a couple Wednesdays, Iâd gotten scheduled on behalf of the National Peace Corps Association (NPCA) conference calls with Nevada Rep. Horsfordâs and Sen. Rosenâs offices. I experienced a bit of stress coordinating these activities as a citizen advocate, but I found the thrill of mobilizing decades of Returned Peace Corps Volunteers rewarding. (I even got to meet one in-person who teaches at the Uni of Nevada, Las Vegas!) Thanks to our efforts, Rep. Horsford opted to co-sponsor some urgent Peace Corps legislation, and I even got to publish an advocacy article in the NPCAâs WorldView magazine!Â
At Wednesday noons, Iâd reconnect with a Christian friend with whom I read a Scripture chapter a day. Weâd studied abroad together in Shanghai, China 2017, actually! Weâd catch up about life, reflect on our readings and chat about our foci for the week. God, I love fellowship.Â
On a couple more Wednesdays, I had my virtual meetings with the Honors College at the Uni of Nevada, Reno. Timing tended to place our External Affairs committee and Community Advisory Board meetings on Wednesdays. I also wound up as secretary for the latter! Meanwhile, I served as co-chair of our Alumni Task Force; its meeting fell on a Thursday. For some reason, other calls with friends tended to stack up on Wednesdays, too.Â
By the nightâs end, I was usually pretty tired. But, PokĂ©mon GO had its legendary Raid Hour! So I usually jogged to the park or someplace for another cool PokĂ©mon before it changed. Fun times.Â
THURSDAYS and FRIDAYS: Recentering
Thursdays and Fridays tended to be similar in terms of functions. Sometimes Iâd have web conference events on these mornings. Otherwise, Iâd usually sprinkle excess meetings from Wednesdays into Thursday afternoons.Â
Thursday mornings Iâd have a quick check-in call with one of my fellow evacuated Returned Peace Corps Volunteers who was also telling her story. Thursday afternoons became my siblingsâ and my family foundationâs new meeting time. First and third Thursday evenings, my Knights of Columbus College Council also prayed rosaries together over Zoom.Â
Thursday and Friday mornings tended to be better for my Latin since Iâd fewer outside stressors. Iâd shifted my least urgent business to Friday afternoons. Iâd usually get out any last emails Friday before the weekend or queue them for Monday.Â
SATURDAYS: Wildcards
Saturdays varied. Sometimes they were like Fridays were fewer responsibilities. I did my own things, usually catching up on my Latin or working on personal projects. I saw national and state parks on one weekend!Â
Saturdays were also the first of Dadâs couple days off. So, he was at the house, too. Sometimes Dad heaped on responsibilities, busying my weekend.Â
SUNDAYS: Workdays
Sundays were pleasant. At 4 or 5 a.m., the American couple Iâd befriended, who still worked in Mongolia, led their weekly Bible study video call with Mongolians. When my alarm successfully woke me up, Iâd sign onto Zoom to chat with them about our weekâs readings. Iâd usually gain new insights, share whatâs up in the States, and theyâd mention whatâs new in Mongolia. Then weâd offer our prayer intentions and sign off within the half-hour.Â
Dad tended to get up a bit later on Sundays. Our family did a few activities together if he wasnât out shopping with Tita. Besides fixing together a hardier Sunday brunch, our main activity would be to see the Sunday liturgy on one of the tellies upstairs. We tended to watch Fr. Nathan Mamo and the students from Our Lady of Wisdom Newman Center since that was the parish weâd attended in Reno. Sometimes my sister or I would appear on the videos, too. Weâd occasionally help with the readings or psalms since we used to serve at Masses pre-pandemic.Â
Given the many morning activities, my Latin-tutoring friend and I tended to call off or call short our calls on Sundays.Â
Sometime after the liturgy, Dad often had me or my siblings come outside to help him with yard work. Dad works on his days offâbeen his way since before I was born, judging from stories of my older half-brother. I figure itâs from his childhood on the farm or maybe past life as an army officer. Dad works hard.Â
Well, itâs a busy life, but Iâm grateful to have finally been receiving Pandemic Unemployment Assistance. Thatâs let me stress less while I wait to get back to the Peace Corps. Iâm an extremely fortunate soul.Â
Into October
Toward Septemberâs end, I found out I wouldnât be returning to Peace Corps Mongolia until Jan. 2021 at the earliest. This led me to prioritize readying my things for my future redeployment. It also gave me the comfort to let teams and friends know Iâd be around longer. I felt weird knowing Iâll be in the States this year for such holidays as Halloweâen, Thanksgiving and Christmas. But, God opens many doors.
By my last week this September, I still really felt âabroad.â I havenât settled much into the U.S. since returning. I feel more like Iâm âjust visiting.â I wonder when Iâll feel at home again. I try to keep in mind that home is wherever I feel secure, safe and comfortable, welcomed and belonging in my community and space. Now that Iâve a bedroom again in the Vegas house where Iâd spent middle and high school, that could help.
Usually once or twice a week Dad still has a yard task or chore for me to do, but those have been less frequent since fall set in. I think now that thereâs more for me to attend to in Vegas, Iâll probably return there from late October. Let me know if you want to chat! Love to hear how peopleâve been weathering this pandemic.Â
As for this blog, more to come! I look forward to writing about diversity, considering both nature and people. Remember to vote, American friends! What a year weâve had.Â
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