#i’m thinking about crime boys and i’m making miso soup

[moriphyte]

november 16th is dsmp day in the same way april 13th is homestuck day except 4/13 is like getting drunk at a wedding 11/16 is like getting high at a funeral

[volkswagonblues]

a lil guide to the Fire Nation for the ATLA fic writers out there

(aka. a no means exhaustive primer on east asia by an asian person)

This is a guide for fic writers want to write a canon-era story set in the Fire Nation, or featuring Fire Nation characters. A quick little primer on the tiny details of everyday life that you might not think about, but certainly stuff that would make me, an asian person, wince if I were to encounter it. BRUSHES, not quills. CHOPSTICKS, not forks. 

(note #1: this was partly inspired by a chat with @elilim​) 

(note: #2:  I originally intended it for zukka fic writers before realizing that other writers might find it useful. so apologies for a slight Zuko-bias for that reason)

(note #3: this is all stuff i was thinking about when writing firebender’s guide, in case anyone was wondering)

1. CLOTHING

Okay, I think the most straightforward way to describe what everyone’s wearing most of the time is “tunic”. They’re all just...tunics of different colours and varieties. Later when Zuko’s the Fire Lord he wears robes. The show provides a better visual guide than I could, here are a few notes to keep in mind:

a) Japanese people wear their collars LEFT crossed over RIGHT

I don’t think this would come up in writing as much as it would in art, but it’s considered bad luck to do it the wrong way because that’s only for dead people. Let my boy Zuko demonstrate:

b) There are no buttons

This is picky, but Wikipedia says “Functional buttons with buttonholes for fastening or closing clothes appeared first in Germany in the 13th century.[6] They soon became widespread with the rise of snug-fitting garments in 13th- and 14th-century Europe.” I kinda believe it. If you look closely, characters’ clothes are always tied together or wrapped in some way with a belt. If there are fasteners, they’re braided frog closures that go into a little loop, like the qipao-style dresses women wear in Ba Sing Se, or Zuko’s casual prince’s clothes in the topmost image. Anyways, I don’t think Zuko or Azula or the Gaang would technically button or unbutton anything when they’re changing clothes. Clothing is designed to be tied, not buttoned.

[so much more under cut]

c) This isn’t a real rule, but there’s something called koromogae, or the seasonal changing of clothing in Japan.

This is something I learned when I was writing firebender’s guide, and I just liked the fun detail about there being a strict calendar for when to wear something. I liked the idea of someone like Zuko, who actually spent most of his formative years outside of the Fire Nation, coming home and just suffering mutely through the summer heat because upper class etiquette says no changing into cooler clothes until August 15. 

From My Asakusa: 

And this website:

Generally, people change from thick, heavy, dark-coloured clothes for winter to thin, lighter, bright-coloured clothes for spring and summer. In traditional Japanese culture, particularly in formal settings such as tea ceremony, it is important to acknowledge the changes of seasons—in such circumstances, not only the patterns and colours of the kimono that are worn but also the utensils and furniture that are used are required to change. By changing their clothing, people notice and appreciate the change of seasons. [Japan Foundation]

Here are some visual guides from the official creators for clothes: (notice how it’s pretty much always left over right)

2.FOOD AND EATING

a) Traditional cuisine

It seems like the most common foods in canon are Fire Flakes and meat, to the point where poor Aang had to eat lettuce out of the garbage at some point.

HOWEVER, the Fire Nation seems to basically a big subtropical archipelago, so I would guess that seafood and rice are common. If you want to write about characters eating, a. quick google for “traditional japanese cuisine” would help you come up with a menu really quickly.

Wikipedia says:

The traditional cuisine of Japan, washoku (和食), lit. "Japanese eating" (or kappō (ja:割烹)), is based on rice with miso soup and other dishes; there is an emphasis on seasonal ingredients. Side dishes often consist of fish, pickled vegetables, and vegetables cooked in broth. Seafood is common, often grilled, but also served raw as sashimi or in sushi.

But before we get too serious, at one point the Gaang eats a “smoked sea slug” (Sokka’s Master) 

Oh ATLA, never stop being you.

b) Utensils

One thing to keep in mind is chopstick etiquette. Someone like Zuko or Toph, for instance, would have completely internalized all of these.

Another thing is that there are no glasses. Cups and bowls are made of ceramic or clay. Let the Gaang show you:

And another note: characters won’t eat “bread” in the European sense, ie. a baked lump of dough. Steamed buns, yes. Fried pancakes made from batter, yes. Flatbreads, okay I’ll give it a pass. Rice or noodles should be the most common carbs of choice.

3.ETIQUETTE

“In the homeland, we bow to our elders” - angry schoolmistress in The Headband.

Japan Guide has a list of etiquette rules for visiting Japan, which is interesting but not too necessary to read. In general, based on what The Headband tells us, Fire Nation characters would have been raised with a strong nationalist curriculum that values communal contribution over individualist expression. Even someone like Zuko, who openly rebels against that, probably couldn’t help but be affected by it. In general the Fire Nation seems to have an East Asian-ish set of values. It’s patriarchal, all the positions of authority are filled by men; there seems to be a strong emphasis on patriotism; there’s a sense of diffidence and respect towards one’s elders; and finally, there’s an emphasis on “knowing” one’s place in society and fitting into what’s expected of oneself.

I don’t really know how to describe it, but in China and Japan I sometimes feel like there’s rules for everything, and even people born and raised there acknowledge it could be stifling at times. You could go down a rabbit hole researching points of etiquette (for instance, rules on who has to sit where in group dinners...), but to me the most important thing is acknowledging that Fire Nation has a rigid system of etiquette, and also, they’re an imperialist power who’s pretty prejudiced against foreigners. Poor Aang/Kuzon gets called “mannerless colony slob” just for being slow on the bowing action (!!!)

(in firebender’s guide I had a lot of fun imagining the stupid microaggressions Ambassador Sokka has to face in the Fire Nation, so obviously I’m just biased)

4.WRITING AND DESKS

Characters would probably write on paper, with a calligraphy brush. Not quills or pens -- a brush. Technically, old Japanese and Chinese texts should be written top to bottom, right to left, but the show itself doesn’t do this, so I think you’re fine. 

One fun thing about traditional calligraphy is that you don’t use bottled ink. You have something called an ink stone, and then you grind your ink yourself by rubbing the ink stone in a special little dish with a bit of water. In my (very few) encounters with this stuff in the calligraphy lessons of my youth, the ink stones can be plain or have beautiful designs on the side. It looks something like this: 

ATLA is an East Asian-ish universe, so characters are likely to be kneeling at a table, not sitting. To demonstrate, here’s my boy Sokka doing his famous rainbow at Piandao’s:

and here’s the war chamber meeting when Zuko speaks out against a general’s plans to sacrifice some soldiers:

THERE ARE EXCEPTIONS: This is Zuko’s cute little setup when he’s writing his goodbye letter to Mai. In this case he’s writing in a chair and table. It’s possible that some furniture items, like a sitting desk and a bed in a bedframe (not a bedroll or futon) are special royal palace features. Normally in a private setting we see characters sitting on the ground or on a slightly elevated platform with a low table. Maybe Caldera is just different? Or rich people are just different: the Bei Fongs also have a sit-down dining table + chair setup.

(That little rectangular box is his ink dish!!)

5.A NOTE ON GENERAL CULTURE

It’s worth talking about a few general points of East Asian culture. I can’t claim to speak for ALL of Asia, and I don’t think I should. But I do think ATLA fic writers who want to set something in the Fire Nation should take a few moments to at least skim the wiki pages for filial piety and Nihonjinron (literally, "theories/discussions about the Japanese"). There’s a certain...vibe to...asianness... that I’m not sure I can explain without like, a doctorate degree in sociology. 

It’s a bit like gender, I guess. There’s no definitive checklist to what is a woman and what is a man, and we can argue that gender is performative, that it’s a construct, but at the end of the day gender is still (tragically) real in the sense that it still shapes people and affects how we walk and talk and dress and think. Nationality is the same. Obviously, the Fire Nation is a made up place in a made up show, but out of respect to the cultures that inspired it, I do think it’s worth familiarizing yourself with some of these cultures’ codes and values.

Also, ahem, if I can direct you to war crimes in the Japan’s colonial empire. Again, worth remembering that the Fire Nation was an imperalist colonizer too.

I might do a continuation of this post and talk through my more abstract takes about Fire Nation culture - Is Zuko an example of filial piety gone right or filial piety gone wrong? Why I think Zuko’s flashbacks are like, at least part teenage melodrama bullshit (the reason is son preference), how someone like Sokka might be treated once he’s openly Water Tribe in the Fire Nation (probably with racism...), specific aspects of asian homophobia and racism, etc. We’ll see.

This is not a definitive guide. Comments and critique welcome.

If you think there’s a factual mistake, PLEASE hop in my asks and let me know. I also think there’s a huge blind spot in ATLA for South and Southeast Asian representation, so I acknowledge that I can’t speak for all Asians, and there is no such thing as a “pan-asian” identity.

If there’s something else you’re curious about, I’m not a historian or anything, but I like research. Ask me and I’ll try to answer the best I can.

And oh, one last thing, this is how I do research when I wrote firebender’s guide, in case anyone’s interested in learning more (LINK)

[katsukiboom]

Chained Heart || Bakugou x OC

Hello everybody! I’m back with one of the pieces I’ve been working on - the person who commissioned me (who wished to remain anonymous) lended me their awesome OC which I had the pleasure to name. I hope you guys like it and remember that commissions are always open! <3

Ko-Fi || Commissions

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“Another day, another good run.”

Chiaki Sato sat on her apartment’s balcony as she sipped on a peach juice box she had bought on the way home – of course, she’d tell her parents she’d stolen it along with the several other items she brought from a nearby 7-Eleven. Always making sure she went to different stores to avoid recognition from others, the teenager wondered just how much longer she’d have to go about trying to please people around her.

Of course, nothing in life comes without a little fun.

One of the few perks she could think about was staying out of the home for as long as she pleased, practicing her so-called arts on the tall walls of abandoned buildings or even playing pranks on unsuspecting citizens, such as misplacing grocery bags or sometimes going as far as to hide people’s bikes, all with the help of her chain-creating quirk. However, it always made her feel even just a little bit guilty regardless of the fact that no one ever got hurt because of her habits; it was the constant voice inside her head that told her that there would be a limit to all of that, and she wasn’t sure she wanted to get there at all. She took the weariness that came after the constant usage as a form of ‘punishment’, turning to an iron-based diet to supplement what she lost every day.

As the afternoon sun shone upon her and warmed her skin, Chiaki inhaled slowly and felt the tiredness taking hold of her body despite it being early. “Damn, I must’ve been up there a bit too long,” she whispered to herself with a smile as she reached to her back to caress one of the chain scars, “it was a damn good graffiti if I do say so myself.” Her day replayed like a movie reel as she got up and walked back inside and towards the kitchen, crushing and throwing away the already empty box. Only when she got to a certain point of her memories she stopped in her tracks, a smile breaking out on her face that could only mean it was a good day – she had almost seen him.

He was a teenager like her but on the opposite side of society’s spectrum. While she was trying to look and act like a villain, the blond guy was an apprentice under Best Jeanist’s wing and seemed to have an awful, almost haughty attitude towards anything that could remotely seem wrong or against the rules and laws based on what she’d seen.

It was either that, or the guy just acted like that about everything.

But Chiaki didn’t truly care, since she had taken it to heart to mess with him as much as possible without getting caught in the process and it was just the funniest thing to her; whenever she knew he was in the area, she’d get to the nearest store and shoplift the littlest thing she could find so that the hero in training would show up with his mentor only to see the item had already been either paid for anonymously or returned to its place. Even some of her graffiti was directed towards him. She was thankful that only she knew who those were talking about – she made sure to stick around long enough to see him appear on the scene, and his face of anger always got a laugh out of her.

The truth, however, was that she envied him just a bit; there was a part of her that wanted nothing more than to just leave all that she knew behind and start over with a clear conscience, and most importantly, she wanted to know what it would be like to be on the other side of the page – on the heroes’ page. However, she kept those dreams to herself due to her own parents pressuring her to continue the family business, talking about what a great villain she’d be and how she’d succeed them eventually.

Letting out a short sigh, she warily made her way to her bedroom through the hallway of the rundown apartment they all called home.

-

It was early morning as she got out of bed, stretching her arms and legs as she sat up and glanced at the clock on her bedside table – it was already 9 am and the soft smell of coffee made its way inside the room through the slightly open door, making her stomach growl at the very thought of whatever breakfast was on the way. She quickly changed into her everyday clothes, went into the bathroom to brush her long brown hair into her signature ‘horned’ style, and then made her way to the kitchen; she could hear her parents chit chatting about things she most likely didn’t want to know, but Chiaki was sure they’d find a way to get her into it anyways.

“Well, look who’s already up!” her mother exclaimed as soon as she saw her. Aika Sato was a woman in her mid-forties that didn’t look a day over 30, but she always claimed it was all a product of her youthful mentality rather than something affecting her physical appearance. Sitting in front of her on the other side of the table was Daichi Sato, a stern-looking man that was responsible for the life of crime they were trying to live – he was the last member of a crime family older than heroic society itself so it only felt natural to him to continue now that there were even more resources to do so; her mother followed him along, her love stronger than any other thought or emotion. “Come darling,” Aika added, “I’ve prepared something nice for you to start the day off.”

“We’ve been talking,” said her father as Chiaki sat down between them, his eyes much softer than his voice. “And we think it’s time we introduce you to some of our friends that could teach you a thing or two; you will become so much stronger under their wing and will be able to go on your own to bigger missions as well.”

Chiaki’s eyes were glued on the small cup full of fresh raspberries that accompanied the usual rice and miso soup, along with the ginseng tea she used to take every day. “Oh, I… I don’t know what to say,” she mumbled, reaching out to take a piece of fruit and putting it in her mouth. The sweet juice tasted good and she tried to focus on that.

“I know, it seems like such a big responsibility,” Aika replied as she put a hand on her daughter’s shoulder with a big smile on her face, “but we’re sure you’re ready for something important. After all, you’re a very talented young lady and the world should know that as well, don’t you think so?”

She could only nod as images of her among some of the most powerful villains known to date, torturing people or going even further than that, filled her mind which in turn filled her heart with fear – unsure of how to get out of that situation, she finished her food as fast as she could, grabbed her bag and then said her goodbyes while rushing out of the house with the excuse of having to go to the public library to research for school.

The outside air felt more refreshing than ever, but her emotions felt stronger and it became hard to control once she had walked far enough, a few tears escaping from the corners of her eyes as she walked to the blind alleyway in which she used to hide whenever she felt overwhelmed. With her face buried on her hands, she leaned against a wall and finally let it all out with muffled sobs, the weight of the situation making her feel confused as to which was the right way to take.

She cried for a few minutes until she finally got up and wiped her face with the sleeves of her jacket, not really caring about the way she may have looked after that; reaching into her bag, she pulled out one of the few paint cans she had left before looking up and making two chains appear from her shoulder blades. She maneuvered until they grabbed onto the top of one of the short buildings to the sides of the alley. Carefully, she climbed the wall until she was high enough to start painting when she heard it.

A short muffled scream in a high pitched voice made her turn around and look down, the sight in front of her completely making her freeze – a woman faced to the ground with a gun held to her head by a man with his face covered by a ski mask and who seemed to be even more nervous than her. Both entered the alleyway quickly. “Give me everything, goddammit,” he said with a hurried tone yet his voice was loud. Chiaki was only able to look from her place, but when the woman looked up she couldn’t help but think of her own mother in a similar situation. “Give me everything or I’ll kill you.”

It only took a second of losing her focus for her moral compass to take control and soon a third chain came out of her side, made its way towards the thief and wrapped itself around him tight enough to incapacitate him. “Run, get help!” she yelled at the woman, who looked at her with what seemed to be gratitude in her expression mixed with panic and then ran off the scene. The man looked up at her with rage in his eyes before he tried to run as well, but nothing seemed to be working against her quirk. She looked at the man, proud of herself for doing the right thing but wondering what would happen when help did come. “Try to point that gun at me, fucker.”

Soon enough she heard quick steps coming from the street and then an old cop appeared, followed closely by a pro-hero she didn’t recognize and… oh my god, she thought as soon as she saw explodo-boy. The three of them looked up as they witnessed the scene, and Chiaki made sure to slowly descend from her place on the wall – unable to even look at the blond teen directly, she kept her gaze glued to the ground as her chains vanished once she was close enough to it.

“What are you doing here, young girl?” the pro-hero asked her as he came closer. “You don’t look like a regular civilian with that outfit.”

For once, Chiaki actually felt self-conscious about her choice of wardrobe. “It’s… just my clothes, sir,” she replied shyly, cursing at the fact that her first good deed was actually going to be the one that got her in trouble. The blond was behind him, staring at her with the usual angry look; he looked intimidating but cute, she thought for a split second. “I usually come here when I need to be alone, and I couldn’t just stay back while someone got attacked.”

Both heroes seemed mad, but when the cop called for the oldest one the man quickly turned around and walked away, leaving the two teens by themselves. “Don’t think I don’t know what you were doing up there,” the blond spat out with an almost venomous tone, and she could tell he was frowning underneath the mask that covered half his face. “You were the one that left all those ridiculous graffiti all over the damn place. What is stopping me from going and telling the cops, huh?”

“I-I’m not looking for trouble…”

“You are trouble,” he cut her off, “and you’re about to get what you deserve. You’re just another villain in training and this was just a cover-up for your stupid actions, I just know it.”

Those words were the last thing she had expected to hear from him, but they still felt like knives stabbing her on the back. “You know nothing about me,” she replied, the bubble of anger threatening to explode inside her any moment now. “You had it easy from the beginning, no pressures from anyone. You had it easy being on the other side, the good side, but when people expect too much from you, you break. Do you know what it’s like to want to do the right thing knowing you’ll disappoint everyone around you?” He remained expressionless as she ranted on, and that only served to fuel her anger a lot more. “If you’re going to be a hero yet you don’t care about anything, then maybe you’re the one who’s on the wrong side of the fence.”

“Well, it seems like you don’t know shit about me either,” he said in a whisper, coming closer to her until her back hit the wall. Her feelings mixed with embarrassment as her gaze fixed on the floor and she could feel her face getting redder. “But why should I talk with a petty villain like you? You’re not even an ant on my way.”

“Because…” she struggled to look for words to emotions she had never exactly spoken about, as it never came easy. “Because I do want to know what it’s like.” Finally letting her guard down, Chiaki looked straight into his eyes with determination. “I don’t want to be this, yet it’s all my environment seems to look forward to. I… I don’t know how to tell them I don’t want to be a bad person. I have no one to talk about this with.” She waited and looked for any sign of comprehension in his gaze, though nothing was clear. “How was it so easy for you? How did you get to be training with some of the best heroes in the country?”

The boy took a few steps away and looked back at the pro-hero, who was now helping the cop get the thief away to his car. “Shit,” he muttered before turning back to her, and for the first time since she knew him, he looked distressed as he clenched his fists. “I don’t know why I’d give advice to a shithead like you,” he started as he turned back to her, his expression returning into his usual angry one but he still sounded unsure of his own words. “But if you want something, you, uh, you should just go for it. You probably won’t be more than another extra… but you can try. Maybe you could… go to some damn school and not listen to whoever’s telling you to be a shitty villain. You want to be better than that, which already makes you… stronger than them.”

It almost made her laugh just how much he was struggling with words, seeing that he had always seemed so assertive, but she didn’t get any chance to reply. “Young man,” the pro-hero said as he appeared behind the blond, putting a hand on his shoulder and pulling him back just a little bit. “Go outside and wait for me; I’ll catch up in a minute.” Obeying not without letting out a little grunt he just turned around and walked towards the cop who was just now getting into his car, and Chiaki only looked at him with a goodbye stuck in her throat. “Now about you, missy,” the man said once they were alone. “We won’t say anything about you using your quirk without a permit since you helped us this time. However, you will have to turn your attitude around; we’ll be on the lookout for any suspicious activities and if we find out you were related to it, you won’t get out of it that easy.”

And with that he too walked away, leaving her with her thoughts for the first time in what had felt like hours. You want to be better than that, which already makes you stronger than them. The words the other teen had told her ran through her mind almost unconsciously, his voice loud and clear and soon becoming the only thing she heard. Chiaki looked up at the midday sun and with a smile appearing on her face, she picked up the half-empty paint spray can from the floor and threw it on one of the garbage cans around before walking out of the alley. Curious eyes from nearby stores were glued to her, but for the first time, she didn’t bother about it.

-

Holding onto the hems of her uniform jacket, the girl looked up at the huge main building of her new school while walking towards the steel gates and avoiding the other students gathered around her. Standing in front of the one thing that would help her achieve her dreams, it all felt beyond surreal. She was still trying to wrap her head around the fact that she had gotten into the biggest hero school in Japan behind her parents’ back, and even though they had shunned her at first they had grown used to the idea of their daughter not following their steps; they never brought it up though and never asked how her things were going either, but she knew it would be hard for them to digest the news.

Her pace was calm but to her, it seemed like she was in a rush anyways, a small droplet of sweat rolling down her temple – despite it being the final days of summer, the day still felt way too warm yet she blamed it on the thick fabric of the clothes. Looking all around, she witnessed Eraserhead to the side of the door lazily greeting the arriving students and she smiled at the sight, but as their gazes met she instantly looked down, feeling her cheeks turn bright red.

Chiaki took a few more steps until she crashed onto somebody, making the person in front of her stumble back. “Oi, what’s your goddamn problem?” a familiar voice roared, and when she looked up she was met with angry red eyes that seemed to pierce right through her. She wouldn’t mistake him for anyone and was shocked that of all the people she could encounter on her very first day and in the very same school she was attending, it had to be him; it was like fate was playing tricks on her. “Watch where you’re going, you damn extra.”

“How long are you going to call everyone that, Bakubro?” the redhead that was with him let out a short laugh before turning to her – she was sure her cheeks were the same colour as his hair. She noticed they had the same eye colour and had to suppress the need to chuckle. “Don’t worry about it, he’s always like that…”

“I know,” she muttered without thinking, instantly regretting it.

“You know each other?”

The blond looked surprised but said nothing as he waited for her to speak. “I, uh… we… met last year though I don’t think he remembers,” she explained, “and he gave me advice on how to become a hero when I was in a bad place. It really helped me.” Both guys’ eyes opened wide at those words, the redhead wrapping an arm around his friend’s shoulder with a big smile on his face.

“Ooh Bakugou, seems like I was right about you being a softie after all!”

“Shut up, Kirishima,” the blond – Bakugou said with a growl, pushing him off him and turning his attention back to her with his brow furrowed. “I remember you now; you tried your worst to be a villain and now you’re here. You followed me here so I could congratulate you or something?”

His tone was harsh, but the soft pink on his cheeks spoke way louder than his words. Finally letting out a laugh, she replied, “Not really, this is just my first day. I hadn’t been able to say thank you for the kind words though, they really helped.” The bell rang across campus just as she finished her sentence and she bowed to the two before turning around, making her way to the main doors, unaware of the pair of eyes that were glued to her back.

“You know,” Kirishima said with one eyebrow raised and a mischievous smile on his lips, catching Bakugou’s attention back from the unknown girl – she had such a sweet perfume, but he’d never admit that even if his life depended on it. “You could at least have asked for her name, Bakubro.”

[guksuu]

a giant post about tag games that im gonna finish right now [pt. 1]

skjfhsdkf i’ve been tagged for games and i’ve been neglecting to do them so here’s a giant post with all of them! not gonna tag anyone cause there are so many BUT feel free to do them :’) im warning u, this is gonna be super long!

kpop q’s!

tysm to @yugy for tagging me!!

1. who was your first female bias?

iu

2. who was your first male bias?

cheondung from mblaq!

3. who are your current biases? other than the above:

no biases..im an OT stan (lmao am i the only OT stan for all groups?)

4. in the entire kpop indrustry, who is the closest to your ideal type?

jkshdfksd hmmmm...i dont really have an ideal type..

5. have you ever attended any kpop concert/fan meet/fan sign?

yes!

6. if yes, which group/artist? how was your experience?

my first concert (which is the only concert i’ve been to so far), was club eskimo (dean, offonoff, miso, saay). it was amazing! the performances were a1 n meeting them was so cool. i also saw monsta x! it was such a great night n the boys were so sweet!

7. which group(s) would you like to see live?

got7, seventeen, block b, b.a.p, day6, nu’est, winner...a lot of groups lmao

8. how did you get into kpop?

my brother actually showed me suju’s sorry sorry like in 2009 n i got really interested, so i started looking around n finding more groups.

9. who are your otps?

i haven’t really gotten into otps yet, but some i do know are: yugbam, verkwan, jinyoon, sope

10. when did you start shipping?

jkshfksd im still figuring out ships

11. what was your favorite fanfic genre?

anything thats fluff n angst dkhkdfg

12. what is your favorite music genre?

i listen to a lot of genres 

top 10 bias tag

thank u tracy, @eggciao, for tagging me!!

sdfkhsdf im ot so this is gonna be hard but o well (i already did this but imma do it again lmao)

1. junhui (svt)

2. yongguk (b.a.p)

3. chunjin (myteen)

4. ten (nct)

5. johnny (nct)

6. yoochan (a.c.e)

7. dowoon (day6)

8. hyungwon (monsta x)

9. dongho (nu’est)

10. jisung (wanna one)

song tag

thank u @otteryj n @kawaiikpopofsatan n @calemiel for the tag :-)

rules: put your music on shuffle and list the first 10 songs and tag 10 people!

1.  짜장면 - myteen

2. cant see the end - seventeen

3. cry - mblaq

4. stop it - b.a.p

5. moon, 12:04am - offonoff

6. 다시 앞으로 (ft. sumin) - loco

7. 밀착 - taek

8. hey - got7 

9. rollercoaster - monsta x

10. good bye bye  - nu’est

five things tag

thank u to the lovely @smilingvernon n @whaaattheflower for tagging me!

rules: write the five things in the situation, and then tag 15 people~

five things you’ll find in my bag:

headphones

tons of pens

gum

color pencils 

tons of random papers that I need to throw out

five things you’ll find in my bedroom:

vinyls

art supplies scattered everywhere

all of my ceramic and sculpture works

lots of club supplies

binders that are super old, which I need to get rid of

five things I’ve always wanted to do:

travel

learn a new language

go to a festival

sell art

volunteer in a different country

five things that make me feel happy:

dogs

my family n friends

food (so cliche but honestly..)

my lovely mutuals

my favorites loving themselves

five things I’m currently into:

skin care

old school rnb/hip hop/soul/rap

asmr 

crime shows

plants

five things on my to-do list:

possibly dye my hair bc senior portraits are coming up 

explore n go outside

buy more vinyls even though im broke shfksdsdf

stop being a pushover ://///

fix my sleeping schedule before school starts but we all know it’s not going to happen

get to know me tag

thank u to @cngkyns n @urmomstax n @sleepyw0ns n @nyaaaaaw for tagging me! 

rules: you must answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people

the last: 1. drink: boba 2. phone call: my mom 3. text message: “50% sweet and light ice” (i was texting my sister my drink order lmao)  4. the song you listened to: diamond 4 ya - b.a.p 5. the time you cried: ahh i don’t remember

have you: 6. dated someone twice: no 7. kissed someone and regretted it: no 8. been cheated on: no 9. lost someone special: yes 10. been depressed: yes 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: no

list three favorite colors: 12-14: black, yellow, green (that muted green color though lmao)

in the last year have you: 15. made new friends: yes 16. fallen out of love: yes 17. laughed until you cried: yes 18. found out someone was talking about you: yes 19. met someone who changed you: yes 20. found out who your friends are: yes 21. kissed someone on your facebook list: no

general: 22. how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: a majority of them 23. do you have any pets: used to have fishes, turtles, and birds 24. do you want to change your name: not anymore 25. what did you do for your last birthday: went out to go eat with the family  26. what time did you wake up: 11am 27. what were you doing at midnight last night: watching one fine day 28. name something you can’t wait for: la trip in october

29. when was the last time you saw your mom: yesterday night 30. what is one thing you wish you could change in your life: im tired of being a pushover :///

31. what are you listening right now: yoongi’s mixtape 32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: yes?  33. something that is getting on your nerves: people who love calling others rude names over minor mistakes, ANYONE THAT SEXUALIZES MINORS, passive aggressive people. i have more but that would be a long list.     34. most visited website: tumblr

lost questions aka random info about me 35. mole(s): one on my thigh (if i remember correctly) 36. mark(s): on my elbow from falling, one between my brows when i slipped on the stairs n fell during tag 37. childhood dream: i had so many like being a dentist, firefighter, cop, etc. 38. hair color: dark brown 39. long or short hair: i like both!

40. do you have a crush on someone: nope 41. what do you like about yourself: my ceramic and sculpture skills!  42. piercings: nope 43. bloodtype: i dunno 44. nickname: lili (that’s what my cousins calls me)

45. relationship status: single

46. zodiac: aries 47. pronouns: she/her 48. favorite TV Show: all the old nick, cartoon network, and disney shows, law & order svu, ridiculousness, wild n out, mr. robot, etc. 49. tattoos: nope 50. right or left hand: right 51. surgery: yes but when i was younger  52. hair dyed in different color: i have done like an ombre before 53. sports: i like basketball, swimming, and baseball 55. vacation: i wanna go back to hawai’i, visit korea, thailand, philippines, etc. 56. pair of trainers: 2

more general: 57. eating: lots of viet and chinese 58. drinking: water, and boba 59. i’m about to: watch some shows, make gfx n gifs 61. waiting for: the day i graduate highschool 62. want: lots of food n rest 63. get married: yes, but maybe after i get settled a bit w my career 64. career: sculptures&ceramics/graphic designer, or psychology/criminal justice

which is better?: 65. hugs or kisses: hugs

66. lips or eyes: eyes!

67. shorter or taller: either

68. older or younger: either, but not by a lot

70. nice arms or stomach: either lmao

71. sensitive or loud: both!

72. hookups or relationships: relationships

73. troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant

have you ever: 74. kissed a stranger: no 75. drank hard liquor: yes 76. lost glasses/contact lenses: yes  77. turned someone down: yes 78. sex on the first date: no 79. broken someone’s heart: yes 80. had your heart broken: yes 81. been arrested: no 82. cried when someone died: yes 83. fallen for a friend: no

do you believe in: 84. yourself: not really :/ 85. miracles: yes, but where are they in my life lmao 86. love at first sight: depends 87. santa Claus: no 88. kiss on the first date: no 89. angels: yes

other: 90. current best friends name: hannah, jane, kim, christina, and jhkdfs all of my network pals :-)) 91. eyecolor: dark brown 92. favorite movie: any studio ghibli film i’ve seen, kill bill 1 & 2, forrest gump, wonder woman, beetle juice, boyz n the hood, etc.

question tag

tagged by @wooziology!!! tysm :-))

1. ARE YOU NAMED AFTER SOMEONE?

nope

2. WHEN IS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?

i don’t remember

3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?

i like it. it’s super small.

4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?

beef or chicken

5. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?

yes?

6. DO YOU USE SARCASM?

yes

7. DO YOU HAVE YOUR TONSILS?

yes

8. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?

no thank u

9. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE KIND OF CEREAL?

cookie crunch, cinnamon toast, or regular cheerios

10. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE OFF YOUR SHOES?

yes

11. DO YOU THINK YOU’RE A STRONG PERSON?

no

12. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR?

coffee

13. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?

their personalities

14. RED OR PINK?

both!

15. WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE PHYSICAL THING YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF?

my forhead lmao

16. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING NOW?

black jeans n black/white vans

17. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?

pizza n pasta

18. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?

OYEAH by olnl (he’s a really nice rapper, check him out!!)

19. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?

grey

20. FAVORITE SMELL?

mint

21. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU SPOKE TO ON THE PHONE?

my mom 

22. FAVORITE SPORT TO WATCH?

basketball 

23. HAIR COLOR?

dark brown

24. EYE COLOR?

dark brown

25. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?

no

26. FAVORITE FOOD TO EAT?

noodles, especially noodle soups

27. SCARY MOVIE OR COMEDY?

both!

28. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?

the belko experiment (one of the most wild films i have watched)

29. WHAT COLOR OF SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?

tan wih orange stripes

30. SUMMER OR WINTER

winter forever

31. HUGS OR KISSES

hugs!

32.WHAT BOOK ARE YOU CURRENTLY READING?

none but i wanna read the divine comedy, the lathe of heaven, and demian

33. WHO DO YOU MISS RIGHT NOW?

my brother n cousins n parents

34. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? 

i dont have a mouse pad

35. WHAT IS THE LAST PROGRAM YOU WATCHED?

seventeen’s one fine day

36. WHAT IS THE BEST SOUND?

the rain or waves. they’re honestly so soothing

37. ROLLING STONES OR THE BEATLES?

im more familiar with the beatles, so beatles

38. WHAT IS THE FURTHEST YOU HAVE EVER TRAVELED?

hawai’i

39. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?

do my ceramic n sculpture skills count or?

40. WHERE WERE YOU BORN

california!

30 questions tag!

tagged by the cuties, @lastnamesuh n @eatnamjin n @princesssjoy n max. thank you so much!

nickname: hmmm...my monbebe pals often call me baeiley...i think someone also has me as baeleaf too lmao. other nicknames beside that are lili, which is what my cousins call me.

gender: female

star sign: aries

height: 5′3

time: 6:20pm

birthday: april 1st

favorite bands: nu’est, b.a.p., got7, seventeen, monsta x, myteen, a.c.e, winner, nct (lmao all of three),  block b, btob, day6, theboyz, victon, vixx...n a lot of other groups. 

favorite solo artist(s): im such a big khh/krnb fan so brave, saero, crucial star, samuel seo, jeebanoff, dean, dpr, punchnello, bewhy, crush, g.nine, loco, bloo, dumbfoundead, olnl, sik k, n a lot more. others are taek, paul kim, iu, jung jin woo, ra.D, grizzly, moonmoon, sam kim, miso, suran, etc. for american music, its sza, kehlani, sob rbe, childish gambino, made in tyo, amine, isaiah rashad, kendrick lamar, etc.

song stuck in my head: overcome - nu’est & crush - yuna 

last movie i watched: hmmmm...men in black. its one of my favorites!

last show i watched: law & order svu

when did i create my blog: i created this blog...like 2014? this blog was originally my personal but i moved it so it can be my primary. i would say i changed into a kmusic blog this year in january!

what do i post: lmao im multifandom so a lot of groups, also some aes n social stuff.

last thing i googled: the word “blithely” for my english class

do u have other blogs: i have my personal which is @medasins n another blog but i aint gonna tell u the other one bc that one is still being edited. i also run monbebe net as an admin with four of my other mutuals. 

do u get asks: super rare lmao. i dont mind people sending asks though!

why did u choose this blog name: i wanted a general username n i just love noodles so much jksgfddfhggj

following: tons of talented/adorable mutuals that i love so much! also others that make a lot of beautiful content! 

followers: 517 

favorite colors: literally the color scheme i have for my blog rn (black, mustard/golden yellow, n this blueish-grey). i also rlly like grey, or any other muted tones. 

average hours of sleep: during school...3-7 hours. during the summer/weekends...8-10 hours.

lucky number: i do not have a lucky number but 0? 

instruments: i played brass/lower brass instruments (trumpet, cornet, baritone, n french horn) from like 5th-8th grade. right now i play/am learning a bit of ukulele!

what am i wearing: black running shorts n a grey tee

how many blankets i sleep with: one but two for winter

dream job: i dunno...still figuring it out

dream trip: traveling!

favorite food: 

favorite food: literally noodles, any noodles. i also love homemade viet n chinese food. O INDIAN N THAI TOO.

nationality: chinese!

favorite song now: ummm...lately i by saero, but also 짜장면 by myteen