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[faun-the-fawn77]

Next Contestant

Sinner!Adam x F!Reader

desc: Adam is so so tired of the demon scum hitting on you…especially when you’re working…in that outfit.

warnings: swearing(it’s Adam guys…), some violence, that’s about it:)

note: i am obsessed with Adam and he just for some reason fits Nickelback so much to me so be prepared for like… 18 more Adam fics with Nickelback songs(I’m doing ever song i have of theirs on my playlist)

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I judge by what she’s wearing

Just how many heads I’m tearing

Off of assholes coming on to her

And I wish she’d take the night off

So I don’t have to fight off

Every asshole coming on to her

The bar was packed tonight. Sinners of all types crowded the booths and bar table with drinks in hand and eyes bleary. The lights were dimmed to accommodate the partiers for their headaches and turning stomachs. The two workers behind the bar were making drink after drink and passing them out to the customers who ordered. 

The older worker was an octopus-looking demon who was able to make and serve drinks with all six of their arms. The other worker was that of a beautiful demoness who you could tell was only there for the paycheck. Her outfit was what made more of the male demons ask her to make their drinks. 

The door to the packed bar opened and was slammed shut. No one batted an eye at the sound but those who caught a glimpse of who just walked in looked surprised and horrified. This new demon was bigger than most. Decked out in full leather with a plain white tee under the jacket, chains dangling from his neck with a couple that had crosses(One being a rosary), the horns protruding from his head were pitch black that faded into a nice golden colour at the ends. His eyes were bright gold and golden piercings littered his face. 

Adam growled at the people who stared and whispered. He should be used to this by now but he wasn’t. That little insecure part of him always tugged at his brain. When he caught a glimpse of the bar, he made his way through the throngs of demons. His golden eyes caught onto the demoness working tonight. His eyes scanned her up and down, taking in her scandalous outfit she chose for work tonight. A black, ripped crop top with a push-up bra and high waisted black shorts with a leather studded belt to hold them up. Fishnet tights and arm covers were incorporated and he could tell that the outfit caught many demon’s eye. 

It happens every night she works

They’ll go and ask the DJ

Find out just what would she say

If they all tried coming on to her

Don’t they know it’s never going to work

He strides closer to her side of the bar and noticed a couple male demons “flirting” with her…Or what was an attempt at flirting. Adam let out a low growl and grabbed two of them by their collars. 

“Get your filthy demon asses outta here before I really show you what happens when you piss me off.” He dropped them and watched as they scrambled towards the exit. The others who weren’t as scared had held up fists and glared at the bigger demon. Adam rolled his eyes and with a flick of his bracelet-clad wrist, a shot of gold light struck the demons in the chest which blasted them across the room. 

“Fucking bitches…” Adam huffed and turned towards the demoness who was staring at him in amusement. Her eyes were lidded as little giggles escaped her black lips. Adam smirked and leaned against the bar counter. 

“Got any wine back there or is this only the hardcore stuff?” The demoness smiled and produced a bottle of vintage red wine. She only served this stuff to Adam since he was basically the only one to request something at such a place. 

They think they’ll get inside her

With every drink they buy her

As they all try coming on to her

This time somebody’s getting hurt

Here comes the next contestant

Adam noticed all the drinks left at her right side and tsked. Of course some of these fucking pricks would buy her drinks that she, no doubt, had to make herself. He could already see that none of them were any of her favourites. 

“Does this happen every night you work when I’m not around?” He gestured towards the drinks that weren’t touched. She looked at the drinks and then him and nodded her head. 

“You know I’m not working here willingly but for the money. This is the only place nearby our apartment that actually pays good. And yeah, maybe dressing this way doesn’t help me personally but does help to make more money.” Her gaze bored into his gold eyes. 

Adam was never happy about this. About having the one person he loved, dressing skimpy just to get the money to provide for them. If he could do more then he would but no one would hire him because…yeah. 

The next night was no better. Adam walked through those bar doors and noticed a shark-like demon getting real handsy with his lover. He stormed towards them when he noticed his lover struggling to get the guy off of her.

Is that your hand on my girlfriend?

Is that your hand?

I wish you’d do it again

I’ll watch you leave here limping

And I wish you’d do it again

And I’ll watch you leave her limping

There goes the next contestant

“Is that your hand on my girlfriend you fucking freak?!” The shark demon let go and turned towards Adam. 

“Touch her again and you’ll leave here limping you sorry sack of shit,” Adam growled. The shark demon nodded and scurried out of the bar. 

Adam turned back towards his girl and noticed how shaken up she was. He reached out for her hand and waited till she put her smaller hand in his and was pulled towards his chest. He hugged her tight and whispered sweet little things in her pointed ears in hopes of soothing her. He could feel himself cringe a bit and was a bit angry at both the demons here and that the shitty redemption hotel that Lucifer’s brat hosts is actually working for him.

“Let’s call it quits tonight, babe.” His girlfriend nodded and he gently guided them towards the exit. He knew this type of shit wasn’t gonna stop but he’ll try and be there to stop every single asshole who dares to touch what’s his.

And I even fear the ladies

They’re cool but twice as crazy

Just as bad for coming on to her

Don’t they know it’s never going to work

And each time she bats an eyelash

Somebody’s grabbing her ass

Everyone keeps coming on to her

This time somebody’s getting hurt

Here comes the next contestant

A few weeks had passed with no more incidents. Adam showed up when he could and made sure to handle those who were getting a bit too much for his girl. On this particular night, however, was when shit really hit the fan and opened up Adam’s eyes. 

A flock of succubus were crowded around his girlfriend’s side of the bar. Their tails all seemed to swish in sync as their little bat-like wings fluttered whenever the demoness behind the bar talked to them. 

The hearts in their eyes are what really threw Adam off. They were attracted to her? To his girlfriend? He glowered at the thought that there was more competition for his girl than just the male population of Hell. 

Don’t they know that it’s never going to work? That batting their eyelashes and attempts to grab his girl’s ass was really just about to make him blow a gasket. He saw red. He made his way towards them and cracked his knuckles. This time someone was going to get hurt. 

“Hey sluts! She clearly doesn’t want you so why don’t you back the fuck off and leave her alone?” The group of succubus turned towards Adam and glared. Did they think they were scary? What are they gonna do? Scratch him and pull his hair?

“I’m not afraid to hit bitches like you.” The group of women looked at each other and nodded. They rushed towards him at incredible speed and attempted to catch him off guard. A blast of holy light shot from his palm and nailed them straight in the face. The screams of the succubus were deafening. 

“There goes the next contestants…” Adam wiped his hands on his jeans and made his way towards the bar. His girlfriend smiled at him and thanked him profusely. He can’t believe how crazy those bitches were. 

“They were cool for a while but they started getting twice as crazy as the men who hit on me.” His girlfriend complained. Adam laughed. He knew women could be crazy. He could picture how some of his exorcist bitches would get on the battlefield. After chatting a bit, Adam sipped on his wine while his girl stirred and shook up drinks for the different patrons. He scanned her outfit for this night and grumbled.

I’m hating what she’s wearing

Everybody here keeps staring

Can’t wait ‘till they get what they deserve

This time somebody’s getting hurt

Here comes the next contestant

“I really hate what you’re wearing tonight, sweet-cheeks.” The demoness paused and glanced down at her rather skimpy-looking outfit. Her cheeks puffed as she playfully glared at him. 

“Really? I thought this was a favourite of yours? I mean, that’s what you said last nigh-” Adam slapped a hand over her black-stained lips and shushed her. 

“I just hate that everyone is staring at what’s mine. Only I should see you in clothes like that,” he grumbled to himself. He glanced around and noticed how some were looking at her with lust in their eyes. He growled.

“They’ll get what they deserve, hon. Just wait.” His girlfriend hummed and went back to cleaning several glasses before making more drinks. Adam huffed and nodded. He knew that. Karma was a bitch and these lowlife demon scum were definitely going to get what they deserved.

Is that your hand on my girlfriend?

Is that your hand?

I wish you’d do it again

I’ll watch you leave here limping

I wish you’d do it again

I’ll watch you leave her limping

And I wish you’d do it again

Each night seems like it’s getting worse

And I wish you’d do it again

This time somebody’s getting hurt

There goes the next contestant

MY FIRST EVER ONE SHOT!!! Hope ya'll like:) I now have sympathy towards all the writers on here who write fanfics. That was hard and I tried my best with this one! I read too much and write too little.

Also! For future reference: I will be giving Adam a last name in my fics cause it's so hard writing someone with no last name:(

His full name for me will now be Adam Edenis. I thought of it while I was writing another fanfiction...on wattpad...Anyway! That's it:)

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[beetlethebug]

so we know that like, Kristen's whole deal is religion and such, right? I'm just kinda thinking about the other Bad Kids and the Gods. Maybe it's my own multi-deity pagan ass just wanting to consider what it would look like. (I'm using primarily Forgotten Realms Gods and my absolutely vague knowledge of them).

This got long so read under the cut ;u;

Gorgug is absolutely Garl Glittergold's favorite child. He loves the shenanigans. Do you think he starts connecting with Gruumsh when he starts connecting with his birth parents? Baby Gorgug leaving bits of metal and toys he accidentally broke on the altar the Thistlesprings' have in their workshop. Gorgug pre-artificer offering up the songs he makes as a tricky sort of "metal" working. Feeling a connection to Gruumsh in the heats of his rage, the nudge of a hand during his frenzy guiding him to the right target. Keeping bits of scrap from their enemies to melt down into his next artificing project. He also probably talks to Helm, sometimes, asking for guidance on how to best protect his friends. Gorgug has big protector energy.

Adaine who is, in a way, a deity in her own right, depending how revered the Oracle is. I don't know if Adaine would connect with Elvish gods, but she and Oghma vibe. I think that after the Bad Kids all talk and bond, Kristen makes a joke about her being a Gruumsh follower with her furious fist and so Adaine jokingly buys a pin to wear in offering. Jawbone also had a talk with her about sometimes it can help to talk to someone about your anxiety--whether that be a counselor or even the Gods, sometimes. Just Adaine praying to Gruumsh to have the strength to punch her anxiety in the face is very beautiful to me. Azuth is the god of wizards, so he and Adaine might vibe. Adaine feels like the type to vibe with the Gods mostly in jest; she talks to them sometimes, but they're silly little guys to her. Because of Tracker and Jawbone's lycanthropy, I think she either has a small shrine to Galicaea or has the biggest beef with her imaginable. Maybe a little bit of both.

Riz. God. I think once Riz meets his Father, he definitely like, sets up a little shrine to him. Ancestor work feels really important to Riz. He dedicates a lot of self-care things to his dad, I think. Mainly sleeping and drinking water. Does he do them? No. But it's the thought that counts. Riz is definitely the like, mundane acts of worship. Incorporating it into miniscule parts of his day that would go undetected unless you knew him and where to look. He also probably has some devotional jewelry to Yondalla; I think that Penny probably had a habit of repeating prayers while touching the beads of her bracelet (kind of like a Rosary) and that rubbed off on him, especially when she was babysitting him. The whole family also probably have at least some sort of worship to Tyr due to their connection to justice and law enforcement. I think Sklonda is more connected with some of the deities associated with Goblins, specifically Gruumsh (can you tell I love him?) and Maglubiyet. He prays to war gods to get through the absolute shitshow of Adventuring school. He and Adaine probably dedicate their research to Oghma.

Fig is really interesting because I feel like she is probably in the vein of demon work instead of divinity. Although I think that she unironically thinks Riz's dad is super cool so like, playfully worships him. Fig is the Bad Kid that I feel like collects all the different pieces of her friends and wears them proudly upon herself. She dedicates concerts to Kristen's new deity of the week. She sighs and asks Oghma for help on exams; she includes prayers to Gruumsh in her tracks. I feel like Fig also might have a tendency to like, worship the people in her life. She thinks they're so important and she cares about them so much. So she elevates them to the status of a God in her mind. They are invincible. They are young and powerful and the bonds they share are much, much magical then some God who pretends to be high and mighty. Her body is an altar--she wears jewelry and draws sigils and uses so much color magick. She is, in a way, a walking beacon to the gods, saying, "Look at us! We're just as good as you, and if you doubt it, then we'll kick your ass!"

Fabian Seacaster my beloved. This man follows his Father's footsteps for a long time. He worships Gods of the tempest, of the sea and sailing. Yondalla holds a special place in his heart. Riz nearly has a conniption when Fabian corrects him on a prayer to Yondalla, and the two of them bond about it. But once this man starts dancing, this man worships Corellon Larethian with his whole chest. He does a lot of his worship through dancing. Moving his body, getting in touch with his roots. Because of the fire elemental, he also does some like, elemental magic? But I think a lot of his forms of worship come through bodily experiences. Braving a storm, dancing in front of a crowd, making just the right maneuver to protect his friends in battle. Sometimes he and Fig and Gorgug will sit together and make devotional playlists!

[aphrodite1288]

Please tell us the religion of other EXO members if you know

Take it with a grain of Salt. Those are screenshots from my archive many years ago. The members may have changed their beliefs.

The only confirmed members are Suho because he said it himself that he's Buddhist and Sehun because again he said it himself and wrote it in his chart and he always wears bracelets with Bible verses on them.

Most say Baekhyun might be Catholic or Christian because of his Rosary ✝️ Bracelet he once mentioned his mom gave it to him and he wore it since he was young because it brought him luck and protected him. But to ask me I don't know, but everyone says maybe he's christian because him and Chanyeol always wear couple shirts and rings and necklaces that have the "✝️" on them. Or maybe it's just a chanbaek thing Baek seems to like wearing anything Chanyeol buys for him they have a lot of couple shirts and items. Also Baekhyun's obsessed with Chanyeol's Closet anyways he always steals clothes from him. 😅

Jongin is not a practitioner of the religion he's more lenient and open. Not too religious but still a decent. I don't know if he really wears it cos of religion or just accessory styled by his stylists.

You should know such thinks are subjective and you can't know them at all unless the idol himself tells you or you see him going to church or Temple. Here's below the differences between Catholic and Christian and Protestant

[lars-n-drix]

Nicholas who's trying to rejoin the Christian faith yet is still doubtful. It's not like reconnecting with an old friend who you lost contact for years after drifting apart. Rather, it's more akin to trying to become friends with a tumultuous ex after all the dust has settled.

He had gotten rid of all his religious paraphernalia. No longer owning a bible nor a cross, not even the Punisher. Not even a rosary. Nicolas now feels like he has to prove himself—prove that he can be faithful. Vash is the one that convinces him that it's okay to buy it. Especially as it might help him feel closer to his lord and savior.

Instead, he buys a bracelet with chunky glass beads on it. Nothing too fancy as the words of how adornment shouldn't be external played on loop in his head. Ultimately, it gives him peace of mind. Feeling a bit more secure in his choices as he takes it off his wrist, folding it in half. Rubbing his thumb over the beads' texture as it sat in his palm.

Nicholas let silence fill the room, still struggling to find the words for prayer. How he hoped the rumination was taken into consideration. That his trying wasn't for naught. Eventually getting up to join Vash in bed.

[tabslabs]

My Best Friends Have All Been Named “Gabby”

Your name was Gabriella, it probably still is, but everyone called you Gabby.

G-a-two bs and a y

Our first grade teacher decided she’d call me Tabby too, because we were such good friends.

T-a-two bs and a y

My mom objected, “It’s spelt T-a-b-i! All the letters are already in your name!” I remember that.

But I wanted to match you.

So when we were a pair, I would be Tabby, and you would be Gabby.

I think we met in preschool, I don’t remember how many times I went to your house anymore…

But I remember the living room- or rather I remember your 3:4 CRT TV and sitting on the floor around it.

We watched shark boy and lava girl there once, in 3D. There must’ve been a whole group because we didn’t have enough blue & red glasses for everyone… I watched it without them.

I remember showing off our Barbies on that floor in front of that TV… one of your dolls sang songs from Princess & the Pauper. I think another was a fairy.

I remember your kitchen, I remember the island countertop. I think we ate there. I think I made food with your parents there. I don’t remember your parents.

I want to say we made tortillas in your kitchen. I have vivid memories of using a tortilla press many times as a young child, but I don’t know who else I could have made them with…

I had gas station tacos in Texas recently. They felt like tacos I used to make with someone.

Homemade, small, authentic. Familiar. They tasted like a memory I can’t place.

I think it was with you.

Haha how embarrassing would it be if I didn’t make them with you after all.

I don’t remember your bedroom, but I remember you had a lava lamp, and I was jealous of it.

I remember you moved away before second grade.

You moved to Pennsylvania. You were kinda close to Bushkill Falls and lived in the woods.

I visited you two or three more times. Each time a surprise planned by our parents.

I remember your new house had one of those fake rooms above your front door that you can’t reach. I remember saying we should try to jump the distance from the second floor and you telling me not to.

I remember sleeping in your bed and waking up to the sweetest cereal I ever had. They were probably just lucky charms or fruit loops.

I remember going to Sunday School with you and not understanding what exactly was going on. I answered the questions right and got to pick a prize… I chose a bracelet because it was the least obviously Christian to me. I did not know what a rosary was.

I might still have that rosary…

In the car back to your place we listened to something about Christmas around the world. I also remember that they said that people in China made the Christmas ornaments everyone buys.

I remember that confused me. My family had German ornaments.

We said we’d see each other on our birthdays when we left.

And then I never saw you again.

…

In 8th grade I met another girl named Gabby online.

G-a-two bs and a y

My family didn’t believe in online friendships at the time, they thought I was being catfished or preyed on.

I told them she was my friend Gabby and didnt live nearby.

“Oh the one who moved away?”

“…yeah…”

I used you as an excuse for my new friendship to exist. Hope you’re cool with that?

This Gabby’s name is Gabrielle. I remembered because it wasn’t your name. Her name is still Gabrielle.

She became my best friend too. But we never met in person until after I had graduated from college.

I have memories of her family and her school though. We would often go on camera. She introduced me virtually to her German teacher once and I’ve seen her younger brother with his shirt off.

I don’t know if she had a lava lamp in her bedroom. I don’t know what Barbies she had.

But maybe those things wouldn’t have been so impressive to me at 14 anyway.

She was my maid of honor at my wedding. I wonder if you’re married…

I wonder if you hadn’t moved away if you would’ve stayed close enough to come too.

I drifted away from all my other childhood friends anyway… maybe it was always a matter of time.

I just hope it wouldn’t’ve ended like my last childhood friendship…

I still have your picture in my bookshelf. I never felt right getting rid of it entirely. I just moved it under some books.

I don’t know if I want to reconnect… I’m not sure what that would even be like. I haven’t missed you in over a decade.

But when I hang out with her, we’re still Tabby and Gabby.

And I think of you.

[iso1600]

Nam Seonyul doesn’t believe in ghosts. Wildly exaggerated tales of gwishin and gwoemul were ingrained in a small town like Geumsan-gun, the eerie rustling of the paddy fields at dusk and the lurking shadows in every corner an easy tool for town elders to scare away the youth. Any other kid, vulnerable to superstition, would cower. But a self-proclaimed rationalist like Seonyul knows better than to buy into the supernatural, for far scarier things lurk in the realm of the tangible.

The sixth floor corridors are always quiet at this hour, even more so when the flicker of the lighter in his hand burns faintly as the only source of light. It's tranquil, almost serene — away from the chaos and clamour of Eden, where it remains a mise-en-scène for solitary nicotine breaks while the rest of the collective slumbers in deep silence. That doesn't end up materialising tonight, however, as a chill grips the air and Seonyul senses a presence he can't shake away.

Nam Seonyul doesn’t believe in a higher power, either. Nine o'clock on Sunday mornings were kept sacred for church growing up, but he quickly grasps that the dichotomy of good and evil extends far beyond the preachings of some old man on a pulpit. Faith's a funny thing when it's cherry-picked and scrutinised for twenty-four odd years, because like a sinner seeking absolution, he finds himself holding the strands of his braided bracelet like a rosary bead, fingers tracing its texture as he quietly slips into prayer.

Hail Mary, full of grace.

Ever so carefully, he takes a step forward. His long limbs must be a curse this time, cumbersome and heavy in the stifling silence that amplifies every creak of the floor beneath his feet, the faint rustling of unseen movements around him.

The Lord is with thee.

He pauses, hesitation crossing his face. A steady hand moves up to remove his glasses, rubs his weary eyes and puts them back on, adjusting to the dim light that casts long, drooping shadows. As he rounds a corner, he catches another glimpse of her — a figure standing motionless, long, black hair draped over her face like a veil.

“Excuse me,” he finally manages, voice breaking slightly, “do you need something?”

UNBELIEVERS / ACT I, SCENE I ft. jeon jaeyi @feelingsaturated

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[bat-last]

hey, im artemis, you can call me artem. or roman. i'm a 17 yr old trans-masc bisexual, my pronouns are they/he. my hobbies include but are not limited to; music, literature, singing, working out, writing, and making/customizing clothing. i'm just a near adult boy who loves a lot of things. i use the word love not so sparingly, so you're going to have to bear with me here. im kind of a dog...

music im into and familiar as fuck with right now:

type o negative, mitski, system of a down, idk how, dom fera, fish inside a birdcage, destroy boys, rammstein, jack off jill, the buttertones, cigarettes after sex, siouxsie, and a whole bunch more stuff

as i write to you, i realize that i'm finally becoming the age i dreamed of being when i was 12, i will finally be able to express myself exactly how i want to. i'll finally be able to get top surgery! i'll be able to go on t and have my real voice. fuck high school! fuck my mom! im gonna get the hell out of here!!!!!

i wish i had friends i so sincerely wish i did. im so terrifyingly lonely but also very fucking afraid of more disappointments.

i think this is my new therapy, tumblr of all things, pfft.

im so excited and so scared of becoming an adult. the free trial is finally coming to an end and i'll be able to be myself fuck im so happy i get to reinvent myself like this okay enough with the rant where was i...

oh i want to dress masc but so much more than i have been. i wanna go thru my clothes and figure out what does and doesnt spark joy. i wanna smoke weed and be a dumb college kid. i wanna get wasted so hard it feels like my eyes are falling out. i wanna hook up with girls i only just met. i wanna be friends with all kinds of people.

im gonna dress punk ish. more like alt or something.

colors: primarily black, white to contrast, some very dark primary colors sprinkled in (and lots of silver metals)

vibes?: 90s goth, punky vampire, kurt cobain with baggier pants type shit, etc etc

accessories: need a rosary, various chains, chunky earrings, cuffs and weird bracelets, potentially random thrifted necklesses and also hats potentially

where to buy?: etsy, MAYBE..... TEMU/any fast fashion company online.... but my morales are stubborn as fuck tho like. ew fast fashion disgusting. i can thrift or buy cool shit off ebay, make a bunch of shit. but damm i gotta plan and visualize more of what i do wanna make

ok pt. 2 tmr bc im falling asleep. oh dont forget to remind me to write out all my kinks and stuff tmr, i feel like its a very important aspect of who i am. also love language obvvvv. goodnight universe.

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It's the night before Jonghyun's long-awaited return from Hiatus and he is filled with anxiety. He's afraid that the fans have forgotten him, or worse - thinks that SHINee is better of without him. Lucky, he has five amazing groups members to help cheer him up. Join the SHINee members as they distract Jonghyun from his worries and celebrate their 5th year anniversary with some never-before-told stories from their rookie years.

Jonghyun isn't the only one in dire need of distracting as Hana comes face to face with her new biggest fear: the beach. SHINee is in Okinawa to film the music video for Boys Meet U, the title track of their next Japanese album, and Hana is feeling on edge, fearing being triggered by the familiar setting. However, unlike with Jonghyun, the SHINee boys don't seem to realize that being on a beach is a problem for Hana and she quickly grows resentful and envious of their abilities to have fun and enjoy the beach setting. Will Hana be able to keep herself from having a flashback, and will her group members ever take notice that Hana is secretly suffering?

Taemin has gone away with the rest of SHINee to prepare for their next Japanese Comeback and the start of their SHINee World 2013 concert tour. It's hard being away from Naeun for so long but We Got Married decides to help him out by taking him on an impromptu shopping trip to buy Naeun a gift. It's the day before SHINee's concert in Osaka. Will going out in public with so many Shawols lerking around be safe for Taemin?

During his shopping trip, among many things, Taemin buys Naeun a new rosary bracelet to replace the one she lost. He hopes to give it to her before Apink's Comeback Stage for their newest release, NoNoNo, but being stuck in Japan, that's easier said than done. It's Kai and EXO to the rescue as the boy group helps Taemin surprise Naeun and Apink. Now that she has the rosary bracelet, will Naeun wear it on stage with her? Will Taemin have the time to watch the Live Broadcast or will SHINee's concert get in the way?

What's this? Key is going on a date with a girl?! After mistakenly asking Taemin to set him up on a blind date with one of the Apink members on camera, Key finds himself paired with Eunji on a blind turned double date with Taemin and Naeun. Key has no problem with pretending to like Eunji for the sake of the show, but with Eunji be able to tell that the affections Key shows her are all fake? Lying is the name of the game as Key must work hard to convince the world that he's straight while also keeping Eunji from falling in love with him. Will someone as horrible of a liar as Key be able to do so effectively, and will Taemin be of any help during all of this?

Discover how the power of love and the help of others resonates with our favorite idols in Chapter 39 - Live, Laugh, Love, Lie. Head on over to Asianfanfics to check it out!

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What do e and n look like? -🛍️

You can stop reading once you reach the cologne descriptions if you don’t wanna bother with all the added praise and fluffiness.

E: 18, 5’10, broad shoulders, stocky, strong and slightly chubby, his slight tummy is adorable. Brown hair that’s straight and short but fluffy, parted just slightly to the right, soft hooded brown eyes, a round face, medium brown skin, a short beard, he’s Mexican Filipino, oh and very hairy which is incredible. Wears mostly light colored t-shirts, sweaters and sweatshirts, often paired with his two favorite corduroy jackets or his varsity jacket which is burgundy and tan and looks so good on him. White trendy sneakers. And linen pants, or khakis, almost never jeans or cargo pants like most of us, oh and he has this pair of chinos that badly make me want to sit on his lap whenever I see him in them. And his cologne is like this smoky Texas cedar that’s reminiscent of burning wood or leather paired with like this smooth, earthy patchouli that’s like soil when it rains or even dare I say like chocolate, and also sweet vanilla and a citrus like bergamot that balances out the raw bold woodsiness so well but whatever formulation is used for the synthetic cedar, I have to know, because it’s the only one I know that doesn’t bother my nose and that I haven’t gone noseblind to despite being around E all the time. Anyway I’m rambling. HE SMELLS WONDERFUL. His hugs are amazing, his hands are big and holdable, his voice is deep and he’s soft-spoken and has an accent (Spanish is his first language). He has the tendency to get very close to me and whisper something right in my ear that he thinks we should keep between us (usually just jokes, but when he curses I imagine something else entirely). When we walk the crowded halls to and from class he’ll keep close and put his hand on my lower back to help guide me since I’m claustrophobic in crowds. He has a promise ring on his finger, a couple of braided boyfriend bracelets on his wrist that bring me back down to Earth when I remember why they’re there. Sometimes I’m appalled when I realize he might see me as a little sister because of the way he always pats my head, ruffles my hair and calls me short or the things I do cute. He’s playful and a tease and sexy. He likes when I get flustered over something, but can’t bear to see me upset. He cries when I cry. Laughs when I laugh. Stares when I stare. And stares, himself. He’s Catholic (but very progressive) and he keeps a tiny Bible in his bag and his friends make fun of him for it. He likes to read it from time to time in Spanish, and keeps a rosary in his backpack. He says I look like how he’d imagine La Virgen and honestly I’ve never blushed more. To say I look like the mother Mary, the prettiest, most beautiful woman in the eyes of Catholics, goodness it makes me weak. He’s always curious when I buy a new indie perfume and likes to bend down to my neck and guess what it is. Swoon. Then he’ll look up at me and go “um, is it an ancient library? A cabin in the woods?” “It’s called Hallows’ Eve Museum Heist.” And he’ll close his eyes and breathe me in again til it clicks for him. He’ll tell me he gets it with the most satisfied look on his face.

N: 30s, I would estimate 6’1. Slender, very fit, muscular, does a lot of working out and lifting and running. Has the nicest ass. Dark blonde hair that’s wavy some places, curly others and that I can best describe as like Christian Bale’s long, but not longest hair. He’s saying he should cut it. I’m begging him not to. God. His wife wants him to cut it. He’s now saying he’ll hold off. He’s white. American. Light skinned, but tan too because he’s out in the sun a lot. He’s often half naked whenever I happen to see him… otherwise it’s t-shirts, tight long-sleeves with the sleeves always rolled up, paired with unbuttoned flannels he can barely keep on and cardigans and long coats. The occasional district meeting button-up. Jeans. Always jeans. Shirtless? Better be with jeans. Big boots, Converses. If I’m lucky, a tan cowboy hat. He wears this pretty belt a lot that I can picture tied around me, and his wedding ring is always on. My favorite outfit of his? His concert black. His all black suit… oh, it must drive all his band girls wild. And while E smells like cedarwood, it’s funny because N’s signature base note is sandalwood: rich, smooth like butter or soft wood, so gently, effortlessly sensual. Creamy, milky, like ambrosia of the Gods, paired with something fruity and somewhat floral like fig, as well as myrrh for an incensey handful of dried fruits under the sun. And again, some bergamot for a hint of spice and earthiness that reminds me of our backyards. Maybe some cocoa, but I can’t quite tell—all I know is he smells like the best cafe I’ve ever been to, where they had a stage with an unknown band always playing. So, so comforting. And his voice is so sexy too, so confident and calm, and he constantly has the cadence of how you’d imagine saying “you’re such a good girl, aren’t you?” And he does. “You got an A on that essay huh, good girl.” “That’s a good girl.” “Attagirl.” More recently, “there's my girl.” And I die a little bit each time. He likes standing behind me and holding my shoulders when talking to someone else about me, when praising me. He loves to take me to his music room and have me sit on the couch while he plays me something he’s really proud of, usually on his guitar or piano. His concentration and skilled fingers really stir me, and he likes to watch for my reaction and smile when he sees me enjoying him, before getting all focused and intense again. In the corner of this room he also has an easel with a shelf full of oil pastels. And he’s so damn messy with these, he manages to get the colors all over him. He gardens outside… spends a lot of time on his hands and knees. He’s such a good cook, the few times they’ve invited me for dinner he insisted on cooking. Sometimes I’m worried he sees me like a niece, with the way he likes to treat his kids and me, the way he talks about me to his wife and the way he’s so comfortable around me and with me being in his home. I know the whole layout of their kitchen and their house, and borrow things from them all the time. I even have a spare key. They’re Protestant but he he’s managed to let me know he doesn’t really practice and that he believes firmly in sex before marriage, which is hilarious. Completely unrelated, but one thing I appreciate that he never does is invite his students over to his house. The closest is me. And I’m very okay with that. In October he went for a long evening run so I watched his kids, when he got back he was panting and sweating and said “thank you Daphne” in the best possible way. I waited with them for him to finish showering, he stepped out from the hallway with wet hair (oof) wet shoulders (oooof) and a towel around his waist, then apologized because he forgot his clothes. His daughter giggled at a face I made when he walked away and when he returned in a t-shirt and sweatpants she told him about my face seeing him “naked”, and he laughed and said “Sarah, we should leave Daphne alone to her thoughts” while looking me straight in the eye.

Ugh, I’m so fucked knowing these men.

In any case, I tried to be as thoughtful as possible so you can hopefully know them too. Thanks for the ask!

[reigne-604]

WEEK 9 - Draft Poster Presentation (Left Side Elements)

20 Elements/Objects

1.Baybayin 'Palangga' - Baybayin is a pre-colonial script from the Philippines historically used for writing and communication, it serves as a cultural heritage symbol and source Filipino pride. This reads ‘Palangga’ which translates to ‘Beloved’, one of many nicknames my grandparents have called me since forever.

2. Rosary - Born into a Catholic household, in times of joy and sorrow, the rosary is a constant, offering solace and a profound reminder of our Catholic heritage and the importance of faith in my family’s life.

3. Luggage - Leaving my home country was akin to zipping up that suitcase, a bittersweet moment of closure, with each zip echoing the finality of a chapter’s end and the promise of a new adventure waiting to be unpacked.

4. Goko Film Camera - My film camera is a time capsule for my memories. It brings a unique, deliberate mindfulness to preserving moments in a world of digital convenience. Each click of the shutter captures a piece of my history, it’s a tangible link to my past, preserving my life’s essence in a way no digital device can.

5. Star Bracelet - The star bracelet my mom gave me is a precious keepsake that holds immense significance in my life. It’s not just a piece of jewelry; it’s a symbol of her love and the countless times she’s been there for me, like a guiding star in my journey.

6. Dream Catcher - During my childhood, the dream catcher above my bed was a source of wonder and comfort. I believed in its ability to ward off nightmares and found solace in its delicate twine web and gentle feathers. It was a tangible link between my imagination and the mysterious realm of dreams, a treasured reminder of the power of belief.

7. Three Stars and a Sun - The three iconic shapes in the Philippine flag. My culture and heritage is something I truly am proud of, I cherish my experiences and will always refer to Philippines as my home.

8. Passports - My passport is my humble reminder of being a first gen immigrant. It represents not only my identity but also the hopes and dreams of my family who left their homeland for a new beginning. My passport is a tangible symbol of resilience.

9. Plane Ticket - The thrill of new adventures, diverse cultures, and breathtaking landscapes fills me with a profound sense of joy.

10. Philippine Jeepney - The filipino jeepney has truely been part of my most vivid memories, from falling asleep in it on the way to school to riding it on the way to the airport where I had to part ways from my loved ones to immigrate to NZ.

11. Grandma - Maming has been my number one supporter for as long as I can remember. From the earliest days when she cheered me on at school ceremonies & games to the more recent milestones like graduation and career achievements, her pride in me has never wavered, she has been a guiding light.

12. Headphones -Music is an escape for me, it’s there when I need to focus, cheer up or extinguish my emotions. My Bose Headphones are always with me wherever I go, it feeds into my creativity and helps me visualise my ideas.

13. Fridge Magnets - Being fortunate enough to travel to different countries, growing up in a family full of memory hoarders, we always make sure to buy a fridge magnet suitable to the place where we are to bring souvenir back home.

14. Record Player - In our family, the record player is significant as we come together to share our love for music. It’s not just a source of creativity but a bond that unites us, these are memories that I can cherish forever.

15. Dog Tag - My dog is my best friend, I wouldn’t know what I would do without my Bucky.

16. Journal - A journal is a treasured tool for self-reflection. Its blank pages become a sanctuary for my thoughts, dreams, and emotions, where I can pour out my innermost self.

17. Sea Shell - Being born in an area near the water and still being close to water to this day, I find the ocean as my comfort place especially going to the beach to cool down or to past time. I’ve also grown up to collect shells from beaches that I have visited.

18. Before the coffee gets cold - Written by Toshikazu Kawaguchi, It underscores the importance of seizing the present moment & expressing one’s feelings.

19. Backpack - Backpack is an essential companion, reliably holding all my important essentials close at hand. Beyond its practicality, my backpack symbolizes independence, self-sufficiency, and readiness to tackle whatever challenges come my way.

20. Acoustic Guitar - Coming from a family full of music enthusiasts, I am fortunate enough to own a guitar and learn songs along with compose my own for my own enjoyment. It feeds into my creativity.

[3monthsineurope]

December 17, 2022

Saturday was NIcole and Oscar’s wedding day! Ingvar and I woke up around 8. I washed my face and got ready to head upstairs and meet the bridesmaids and Nicole’s female family members for hair and makeup. Ingvar got to relax, and went to breakfast with Brad, Joel, and Esteban.

Upstairs we all met in a large meeting room. There was tamales, coffee, and a yummy corn drink for us all. Nicole was around for a bit, but then went into Lizzy’s room to get her own makeup and hair done privately. Before she left, Catherine gave her a book she had put together, from all of us bridesmaids. We all added special photos of memories between us and Nicole. Nicole cried a little and was really touched by it. Nicole had a really great schedule for all of our hair and makeup needs, and I was done even early! I basically showed my makeup and hair artists what Haley had done for Lindsey’s wedding makeup on me, back in September. I was really happy with my hair and makeup! Nicole had given us all gift bags, which was really sweet. We all decided to wear the rose gold bracelet she had given us. She also gifted us scrunchies and a travel sized jewelry box, it was so kind!

I was done earlier than expected, so Gabby, Kristine, and I got our dresses and jewelry on. Gabby, Kristine, and I went to Lizzy’s room where Nicole was dressed and glammed up, getting photos taken of her pre ceremony. She was absolutely stunning! Nicole and Lizzy got some beautiful photos, and the three of us got a few with Nicole as well. Oscar’s best man stopped by, so I got to meet him, which was nice. Catherine and Nicole A. finished with their hair and makeup, and got dressed, then we all waited in the courtyard for Nicole and Oscar’s first look.

I love Nicole and Oscar together so much. Their love is so big and great and pure. It was beautiful to see them see each other for the first time, on their wedding day. We spent the next hour or so taking photos. There were photos of Nicole and Oscar, separate photos of each family, and photos of bridesmaids and their partners, and groomsmen and their partners or families, and many group photos. Ingvar looked so handsome in tux that we rented from Men’s Warehouse. We had got his vest and pocket square to match the green of my dress, so I really liked how we looked together. Ingvar thought his jacket was too but for him, but I supposed that’s what you get for renting and not buying. We got some really great photos together!

Around 12:30 us bridesmaids separated from our partners and got in a large van with Nicole and her immediate family, to the wedding venue, a church about 15 minutes away. Joel took charge of calling the Uber for the four guys (Joel speaks fluent Spanish, which was really nice, so he could take care of Brad, Ingvar, and Esteban while us gals were doing wedding things). The guys actually got to the church way before us!

Once the wedding van arrived at the church, we all intermingled for a bit. The church was booked for one hour mass, so one had to finish before we could start the ceremony. We took some informal photos outside the church, and eventually it was time to walk in! The ceremony was a traditional catholic mass. The bridesmaids walked down the aisle with the groomsmen, but then we all sat in the pews. The wedding party seemed less important in the ceremony than in American ceremonies, but that’s perfectly fine! Nicole walked down the aisle with her dad, which was so beautiful. The ceremony was all in Spanish, which was a bit unfortunate, but it’s what was expected. The ceremony was actually really touching. Nicole A. read a Bible scripture on love, in English, which made Nicole super emotional, because Oscar had set that up so she was surprised! One of my favorite parts of the ceremony was when Lizzy and Oscar’s mom, Sonia, placed a huge rosary (called a wedding lasso), around both Oscar and Nicole. Nicole and Oscar kissed and were pronounced man and wife!

After the ceremony, we mingled for a bit outside of the church. Ingvar went back to the hotel with Brad, Joel, and Esteban, while us gals and Nicole’s family went in the wedding van. Once back at the hotel, we took some

Informal photos, got some snacks and a drink, and Ingvar went and put his jacket in our room. Then we took some more formal photos, with Nicole and Oscar’s larger extended family, too. Next up, was a mocktail hour. Since Nicole was pregnant and couldn’t have alcohol, the drinks were yummy mocktails! There were some hors d'oeuvre passed around, and Nicole and Oscar went around the room getting lots of photos. The reception was for everyone who saw the ceremony, and also family and friends just arriving for the reception. About an hour later, the dining room was opened. There were lots of round tables, and we all got to choose where we sat. The room was decorated so beautifully, with lots of flower arrangements. All five of us bridesmaids, with the four guys, sat together. Nearby were a few tables of Nicole’s family members. The food served was really yummy! We had a puffed pastry with some savory filling, a deconstructed ceaser salad, soup: half corn and half avocado, and I had some chicken and mashed potatoes for my entree. Oscar stopped by our table and we all took a shot with him, which was fun!

After dinner it was time for speeches! A lot of speeches were in Spanish, but Nicole’s dad had a really great speech! And Nicole A. had a lovely maid of honor speech! Nicole and Oscar had their first dance, and then it was time for us all to dance! We had a great few hours dancing, drinking, and celebrating Nicole and Oscar! There was a late night taco bar for snacks, a mariachi band, and yummy desserts! Ingvar and I went to bed, completely happy! :]

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Rudraksh Mala Natural beads Evil Eye Protection Lucky Necklace Rudraksha FF14

Rudraksh Mala Natural beads Evil Eye Protection Lucky Necklace Rudraksha FF14 

Size Of Beads : 7 mm Approx all beads are natural 

Total Length of necklace (from clasp to loop - single length) is approx. 32 cm - worn length is 16cm (approx. 12inch - which will go down the chest whilst wearing). Length can be adjusted by removing beads but it will affect the counting for meditation.

100% Original & Authentic

ORIGIN : Haridwar (The Holy Shrine) India Imported from.

Rudraksha, also rudraksh, Sanskrit: rudrākṣa (Sanskrit: रूद्राक्ष)("Rudra's [Shiva's] Teardrops"), is a seed traditionally used for prayer beads in Hinduism.

Wooden Yogic beads Meditation Praying Beads Talisman Sikh Simarna Bracelet 

Hindu Sikhs rudraksha beads and beautiful Meditation Prayer Simarna HEALING Mala and can be used as bracelet - Ideal spiritual gift for loved ones - for Yogis, Yoga, doing bhajan, bandagi, aradhna, shabad kirtan, simran, tapasya etc.

These bracelets are thought to protect the wearer from Evil Eye and works as a Good Luck Charm Amulet or Talisman.

Please note only one mala per sale unless you add more by adding quantity from drop down menu. Photos are for showing details/information of item and are for guidance only. Item may slightly vary to photos as these are hand made and every bracelet is unique. 

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Meditation can be quite a tricky practice because the mind is like a naughty child. By its very nature, the mind tends to wander off during the meditation practice. If ones energy is low at the time of meditation, falling asleep can result. If the energy is too high, fantasy and distraction become the barriers. At such times, the mala provides the much needed anchor.  The mala beads are moved in rhythm with the breath and the mantra, so that both-sleep as well as excessive mental distraction-are prevented by this action upon the beads.

For wearing: A personal mala is a wonderful accessory to meditation, which when used regularly with a personal mantra, absorbs the vibrations of the practice. It becomes like a close friend or a comfortable piece of clothing!

How to Use? The mala is traditionally held in the right hand and used in two ways - in one method; the mala is hanging between the thumb and the ring (third) finger. The thumb is used to rotate the mala by one bead towards oneself with each repetition of the mantra. In the other method, the mala is hanging on any finger.                                     

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Item: Rudraksha Mala With Cap

Religion/ Spirituality: Hinduism

Type: Prayer Rosary Beads

Item: Rudraksha Mala With Cap

Religion/ Spirituality: Hinduism

Type: Prayer Rosary Beads

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