#i'd rather stay a uni student

[helenreads28]

Boxing

In the fic, you will see later that I have Rang teach Han Seo how to box. No, I didn't do that because Kwak Dong Yeon boxes too, but because I do kickboxing and am familiar with it. I only started around mid-April so I am not proficient at it, but my coach wants me to attend competitions and such. The sad thing is that I hurt my arm while I was practicing and for the past few months I had to use kinesiotape and braces to stabilize it. I need to go to the doctor again because it was supposed to have healed by now but it still hurts and irritates me at times. So yeah, another reason why the chapter is not ready to go up yet. But it is a long one, so I hope it makes up for the tardiness of its arrival when it does come.

This summer has been one of the most difficult for me by far. I am slowly getting into the adult world and I just spent my very first summer working and not spending it back at my parents' house where I used to live. As someone from the suburbs, spendind my summer in a big city was like living in hell, but that's life i guess.

I hope you are doing alright! Thank you for your patience! I'll try to have the chapter ready by the end of this month.

[moinsbienquekaworu]

Also. The weird girl in school feeling of both intense jealousy and violent repulsion towards "normal" girls.

[vamptastic]

If I have to go to the community college back home I might not make it to be so real. Like objectively it's a smarter decision financially and it'd make learning to drive easier. But god I do not wanna move back home these motherfuckers are so dysfunctional and my hometown is... beloved by me out of spite, but depressing and objectively boring.

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Love love LOVE your writing ❤️. Can I please place a "picky" order?

Profiteroles with Hard lemonade & Cider on the side with Max Verstappen?

(hold the bun in oven if it's not too much. pregnancy is my least favorite trope) 😅🙏🏻

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want to submit your own order? then check out the menu!! there are tons of items that are hopefully to your liking! as for this anon, thank you for the order! don't worry about being 'picky', i'd rather you like the fic than not, haha. but you did pick some nice prompts for your order! so enjoy!

profiteroles ("come away with me. for a week, together. anywhere you want, we'll go.") + hard lemonade (possessive behaviour) + cider (body worship) served by max verstappen (formula one)!!

cw: smut/pwp, needy!max, possessive behaviour, body worship, uni student!reader, doggy style, praise

you could've gone all summer break just sleeping. to be curled up next to your lover, max verstappen, and sleeping. occasionally getting up for food or a shower, but staying in the confines of the apartment he lived in.

currently you were living in england to finish your studies in university, which made it hard to see the world class formula one driver. even when he was in england for silverstone, it was hard to fit into one another's schedule.

so for months since the beginning of the season you two lived most of your relationship through discord. so away from school and away from racing, you wanted to just sleep in your lover's arms.

max had other plans.

you woke up to the feeling of max's lips on your skin, his hands on your soft thighs. you groaned and opened your eyes. you made a small noise when you felt his tight grip on you.

"max." you said softly, "can't wait for breakfast."

he kissed at your neck, "no, i can't. i need you." his hand slipped between your legs and rubbed against your pussy. you were both naked from the night before when max spent what felt like hours fingering you before he eventually slipped into you.

even now, he still couldn't get enough. he wanted you deeply, like a piece of lead in his chest. the months apart have made him a little possessive over you, jealous of the other students that you mingled with at your school.

he sighed, "i need you, really badly. i want myself all over you. inside and out." he had already kept that promise with the amount of hickies on your chest and the verstappen logo t-shirts in your suitcase.

he was acting as if your name wasn't on his wikipedia page and his photos weren't plastered all over your instagram. literally over dinner last night, you took photos together before he had you face down in his soft mattress.

you knew that your birth control was working over time this trip, for when max got too lost into the rhythm of his thrusts to pull out. he continued to rub against your slit and you moaned a little bit in response.

he chuckled and kissed at your neck with such love, he rubbed his cock up against your behind and buried his nose back into your neck. he started to really focus in on your clit as he made you squirm a little but against him.

"you feel so good." he said softly, "my pretty little treasure. do you know how much i love you. i thought about you every day on the track, can't you take a semester off and see me race every weekend."

you squirmed a little, feeling the heat bloom in your face, "max, fuck."

he rubbed up against your further, almost pushing you under his weight. his fingers grazed across his clit and you moaned a little louder into the covers.

you moaned, "please."

"i'm worried you forget all about me at university." he said, "all those men you could meet, makes me a little worried."

you swallowed, "i could never, max. shit. i love you too much." you squirmed a little harder but as he pressed more weight onto you, you could do little about it. you were stuck under him, and were moved around by his hands.

he got onto his knees behind you and pushed your further into the soft pillows. his cock twitched as he rubbed up against you. he loved the sight of you, the softness of your thighs, the curve of your back. the roundness of your ass and the sweetness of your cunt.

not to mention your beautiful eyes that draw him in, your lips that made him want to go in for hot kisses. you were a complete package.

"i love you." he said. he couldn't stand the idea of losing you. not that you were going anywhere fast, but sometimes the space between you two left anxiety clawing in his gut.

but, now, being so close to you. calmed the anxiety in his head as he pushed into you. feeling his cock slip into your sweet hole. he sighed through his tense jaw as he started to move against you.

you whimpered and clutched onto the covers. you arched your back and felt your heart race in your chest as you held onto tightly. to have your ass in the air and max's cock deep inside of your pussy.

"you feel amazing. i've thought about this cunt every fucking day we were apart." he groaned as he found a comfortable pace. he could feel the heat down his back as he moved against you.

"shit, max. i thought about you every day. it's hard to focus on classes when you're getting flirty texts from your boyfriend." you giggled a little before a moan left your lips.

he smiled a little bit, the thought that he was on your mind all the time. that he had nestled between those ears of yours while you two were so far apart. he hunched over you further, really working his cock inside of you.

you in turn sounded delightful under him, his perfect girl. his treasure. you panted, "yeah, everyone talks about their stupid boyfriends and all i can think about is you on the track, winning, for us." you moaned a little louder.

he groaned, he loved the sound of that. the sound of you, the love you carried for him. it was an intense feeling in his gut as he continued to push his cock into you. he heard you pant and whine as the sounds of sex filled the room. he could feel every noise in the pit of his stomach with each thrust.

"i love you. i need you." he panted as he moved against you, "always and forever. you're my angel, my treasure." he shuddered.

you panted heavily the more you two moved against one another. you gasped and moaned into the covers the more he rocked into you. his thrusts quickened and you felt hot all over.

"i love you." he said again

you whined, "i love you too, max. so fuckin' much." you arched your back a little further the more the pleasure went through your system.

"mine." he groaned.

you panted, "shit. max. god." you felt his cock in the deepest parts of you and it flooded your brain with want. you came around his cock quickly, your hips moved a little bit as you chased your orgasm. you wiped your face up against the covers, trying to get rid of the sweat on your brow.

he gave a few more heavy thrusts before he pulled out and finished all over your back. marking your soft skin. you whined and arched your back a little at the lingering pleasure. his pace staggered before it slowed to a stop. he shakily exhaled and dropped down beside you.

he pulled you into a tight grasp and laid down onto the bed. he panted heavily as he curled up around you. he said between heavy pants, "come away with me. for a week, together. anywhere you want, we'll go."

"anywhere?" you asked as you linked your fingers with his.

he nodded against your head and felt relaxed, "yes, anywhere. i just want to be with you. i missed you." he kissed at your face and held onto you. he adored you, he loved every inch of you.

you held onto his bicep and kissed him on the lips softly. you rubbed your thighs together. you smiled at him, "alright. you and me, anywhere. spend the rest of the break hidden away from everyone."

he nodded, "yeah, exactly." he smiled at you. he kissed you once more. the jealousy in his gut seemed to fade for now. he kept you nestled in his arms.

anywhere you'd go, he'd follow. his favourite person on the planet. <3

[keerysfreckles]

hiii!!!! lando and best friend reader and shes gotten into one of those sad days because shes thinking of how shes never dated anyone or had her first kiss or anything. and he offers to take her out on a date as friends and thats when he realizes hes in love with her (shes been in love with him this whole time). but they dont really say anything, but they just get increasingly more affectionate as best friends as the days go by. and everyone around them can see theyre so in love with each other - 🍒anon

loveless — LN4

pairing: lando norris x fem!reader

warnings: use of y/n and she/her pronouns, slight swearing

a/n: lando p5 in japan HE WAS SO CLOSE TO BEING ON PODIUM

masterlist !

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y/n loved her small apartment in monaco. she loved it so much in fact that she's convinced her best friend that she's fine staying in day after day.

however if you got to know y/n, you'd learn this is out of the ordinary for the girl. usually she'd be out partying with lando, or hanging around the other members of the f1 grid. not sulking in her bathrobe and pajamas for three days in a row.

on the fourth day she recieved multiple texts from her best friend, lando norris, asking if she wanted to go out for drinks with him and a couple of friends.

y/n groaned, after reading the messages more than once. she really didn't have the energy to go out. not since her almost date last week didn't go as planned.

she met a rather attractive uni student on tinder, and they talked for a few days to get to know each other. less than a week later they planned to have dinner at a nice monegasque restaurant.

long story short, said tinder date never showed up, and never texted y/n the next morning explaining himself.

before the 'date' y/n didn't really believe in love. so of course, this screwed up with her perception of it even more.

lando was informed about the date, and was happy for y/n. he knew her history of falling in love was bleak, and he just wanted to be happy for her. so seeing his best friend wrapped up in three colorful blankets in her messy bedroom put a damper in his mood.

"what did i tell you about laying in the dark?" lando's voice surprises y/n. she jumps, before pausing her netflix show on her laptop.

"lan? what are you doing here?" she sits up, her eyes adjusting to the light lando just turned on.

lando sits on the edge of the bed, moving the laptop away from y/n, causing her to sit up as well.

"well you never answered my texts about going out tonight, so i figured i'd come here. plus you gave me that apartment key years ago."

y/n sighs. she knows she doesn't have the energy to go out tonight. "do i have to?"

lando sends y/n a sympathetic look. "maybe it could get your mind off that douche who stood you up last week. he obviously missed out on getting to know a great girl."

y/n's heart warmed at lando's words. he always knew how to cheer her up after she fell down.

y/n lets out a groan and falls back onto her pillows, her blankets encasing her once again.

"what if i never fall in love?" y/n thinks out loud. "or never go on a proper date? or mever even have my first kiss?"

lando's eyebrows furrow, "you've never had your first kiss?"

y/n takes the opportunity to kick his thigh, "yes shitbird, you know this." she lets out a small chuckle as he groans from the attack.

lando recalls her words again, "wait you've never been on a date either?"

y/n shakes her head, "nope."

"so that's why you're so beat up about this one not working out. i get it now," lando stands and walks towards y/n's opened closet door.

y/n sits up again, "lando what are you doing? i told you i don't feel like going out tonight."

lando ignores her for a moment as he continues sifting through her closet. his eyes and hands stop on a light purple dress.

"you still have this?" he holds it at an angle so y/n can see from her bed.

she nods, "of course. i've never gotten rid of any birthday present from you."

lando silently takes it off the hanger and throws it on the bed, making y/n confused.

"you and i are going out tonight," lando says confidently. "i'm taking you on a proper date. i'll text pierre, charles and carlos that i'll go out with them some other time."

y/n stares at him dumbfounded. she can't believe lando is taking her out on a date.

"when you say a proper date, what exactly does that entail?" y/n wonders, now removing her blankets from her body.

lando starts looking through y/n's very impressive shoe collection. "a very nice drive to an expensive restaurant, possinly with a candle lit dinner. you and i enjoying the best monegasque food we can. and maybe end the date with a classic near-the-front-door kiss."

y/n's taken back by his words again. she can't believe what she's hearing.

lando places a pair of white heels beside the dress on the bed, and leans forward slightly. "i'll be waiting in your living room, okay?" and with that, he kisses her forehead. the motion's been done a million times, but this time however felt different for the both of them.

y/n stares at her now closed bedroom door, and chuckles in disbelief while picking up the dress. maybe this was the push she needed to get out there again. party with her friends, and maybe go on more dates.

so she did as lando told. she was quick to brush through her hair, and change into the dress and heels. she styled it with silver jewelry and made sure to grab her small handled clutch before leaving her room.

lando stands from the couch. "now i think you look much better in this, than being covered in blankets."

y/n blushes at his words.

"do you have an idea of where we're going?" she locks her apartment door behind her, before lando leads her down the stairs with his hand on her lower back.

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lando was starstuck.

during the ride to the restaurant, all the way up until they got the bill. (of course being the gentleman he is, he paid.)

he could barely take his eyes off y/n. he saw them shimmer as she spoke about her new job starting this month. he noticed how excited she got when he parked outside her favorite fancier restaurant.

now he was holding her heels for her, after giving her his jacket once the midnight air hit her skin. they were walking along the streets of monaco, planning on doing a little wrap around the block to get back to lando's car.

as the duo was talking and walking, they're arms kept brushing against each others. y/n couldn't help but giggle almost everytime, thanks to the white wine slowly making it's way in her system from dinner.

lando thought it was the best sound in the world.

on the way back to y/n's apartment, lando contemplated resting his hand over her thigh. she sat towards him, angling her body, so in theory he easily could hold onto her leg. however he refrained, but his heartbeat sped up when he felt y/n grab his right hand. she played with his fingers, and ending up enclosing her hand in his. he hummed at the feeling.

"so, we've done almost everything on my list to get you to have a perfect date," lando speaks as the pair stops right in front of y/n's door.

"what are we missing?" y/n asks, forgetting what he had stated earlier in the evening.

lando smiles down at the girl, his pupils dilating. "in order for you to have a perfect date, we have to have a near-the-front-door kiss."

y/n instantly blushes. she's thought about kissing lando before, but never thought any of her daydreams would become a reality.

lando steps forward and places his unoccupied hand on her pink cheek. he runs his thumb over the skin, and notices her pupils becoming wider.

"so what do you say?" lando almost whispers, the rasp in his voice becoming evident.

y/n looks between his eyes, and can't come up with a complete sentence as her mind falls blank.

silently y/n stands on her tip toes and grabs lando's face between her hands. she brings him down to her to connect their lips.

his taste like chocolate, from the slice of cake he ordered for dessert. hers taste like sugar and cinnamon from the cocktail she had at the end of the night.

lando brings his other hand around to y/n's back. she can't help but smile against his lips at the feeling of his arm around her. in the hundreds of times she's pictured kissing her best friend, it never ended like this.

the two finally pulled away, both of their cheeks blushed and pupils wide.

they both let out a rather large breath, and in the span of three seconds, y/n's opening her apartment door with lando following right on her tail. before they can fully step inside, lando's lips meet hers again, and lando definitely plans on spending the night.

[aethon-recs]

Themed Rec List | 16 Sex Work Tomarrymort Recs 🍑💸

After coming across a couple of sexy amazing stripper/camboy/sex worker Tomarry fics recently, I went looking for more fics along this theme 🤍 See below for a list of recs for all the other horny sickos out there who really enjoy reading about Tom or Harry leveraging their physical assets for pleasure or money or sometimes even reconnaissance, 8 of each:

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Sex Worker Tom

A Slice of Heaven by jellybeantarot (M, 3k, complete)

Tom is a sex worker under an agency that masks as a pizzeria, Harry orders a large sausage pizza, and yep, that's a dick in a pizza box.

After Class by osculatrix (E, 5k, complete)

Professor Potter discovers that her star student is a camstar, and what does she do? Jack off and give him money, that's what.

cam and get it by @swoontodeath (E, 3k, WIP)

Harry Potter isn't one for pornography. He's got a perfectly adequate imagination, thank you very much, not to mention a fully functional right hand. One accidental glimpse of Tom Riddle's arse, though, threatens to change everything.

champagne shimmer by @cindle-writes (E, 21k, complete) 

Tom has one of the most popular accounts on OnlyFans. Harry, who is Tom’s uni professor, stumbles onto Tom’s stream by accident. Featuring: Spoiled brat Tom, and Harry trying to be as much of a gentleman as he can despite lusting after his barely-legal student.

Corruptible by @hiredhorse (E, 4k, WIP)

Harry Potter goes to Knockturn Alley for a prostitute, under a flawless glamour. When he sees a handsome young man outside the tavern infamous for picking up prostitutes, he hires him before he even asks his price. Tom Riddle isn’t really a prostitute, he was just making a delivery for his employer, Borgin & Burke’s. But Tom has never been one to miss an opportunity, and he sees Harry Potter for exactly who he is.

down to get the friction on by @xodahafez (E, 8k, complete)

Harry follows Tom to Albania, fully expecting to find him up to no good. What he wasn't expecting, however, was to find Tom Riddle dressed in lacy black lingerie, and better known as 'Voldamour.'

Oh my god, they were nemeses by Baryshnikov (T, 13k, WIP)

Tom starts an OnlyFans to recruit for his cult; Harry, his flatmate, has incredibly mixed feelings about it.

That's Money, Honey by @dividawrites, @duplicitywrites (E, 10k, complete)

Tom is a dear friend to many beautiful older women who love to treat him like their beloved son by spoiling him with presents. It is the perfect gateway to the perfect lifestyle—one full of frequent spa days, free holidays abroad, and all of the latest fashions. When Auror Harry Potter claims to be investigating Tom's 'inappropriate' relationships, Tom decides the best course of action is to instigate some 'inappropriate' behaviour of his own.

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Sex Worker Harry

Cam for the Money, Stayed for the Fun  (part 1) / Cam and Get Me, Won't You Honey? (part 2) by @itsevanffs (E, 12k, complete)

Harry flushed, looking back down. 'Isn't this illegal, sir?' Professor Riddle smirked, leaning back on the couch. 'I'd beg to say what you do isn't very legal, either.'

Dark Adrenaline by @katsitting (E, 10k, complete)

Riddle was a snake—definitely. A conniving man that forced people into corners simply because he wanted to see if he could. He cared little for the feelings of others, using them just as he was using Harry to attract the attention of the political socialites in the Gala. Harry had suspected there was a far more hidden game at play when he had been in the hotel with him earlier, having caught that Riddle had set his machinations on him rather than on prominent figures in the hall. But how the bloody hell was he supposed to know it would end up like this?

Make Me An Offer I Cannot Refuse by lemonchase (E, 3k, complete) 

“I’d like to hire you for a blowjob.” Harry nods slowly, ignoring his increasing heart rate. If he does a good job, Tom might become a regular customer, and Harry is always on the lookout for those. With how rich Tom allegedly is, he should be able to afford to pay Harry every other day. This is a chance he doesn’t get often.

Night Walker by @syntheticsoulmates (E, 3k, complete)

Harry knocked on the door only two minutes late. Which was an achievement for him. He had his smile fixed before the door even swung open. “You’re not who I ordered.”  Ugh. Rude. Harry kept smiling, perfect. “No. Emergency substitution.” He looked down, traced the client up from the tips of his perfectly overshined leather loafers to the one ridiculous perfect curl falling over his forehead on the left side. He made it obvious, finished it up with a small bite on his lower lip. “You’re lucky enough to get me instead.”

Ride by @hiredhorse (E, 123k, WIP)

Harry lives with the Dursleys, but he has two best friends, a regular bunk at the Weasleys', and a bright future riding horses. It’s unclear whether crossing paths with Tom Riddle, super-rich kid and a skilled horseman himself, is good luck or bad. They crash together on the day they meet with a violent combination of mutual lust and personality conflicts. And yet somehow instead of hating each other they develop different feelings, no less intense.

Secrets of a Wixen Call Boy by @milkandmoon-ao3 (E, 12k, complete)

Echoing in the darkest recess of his mind, Harry heard Hermione lecture on his father complex. How, having never known his own father, he tended to fixate on older men... subsequently resulting in some pretty questionable romantic partners. Really, Harry couldn’t think of a good reason not to fuck or be fucked by them.

Shiver, Lustre, Skin by @monsieurclavier (M, 9k, WIP)

Harry goes undercover as a bargirl at one of Tom Riddle’s exclusive clubs. Tom has her figured out in approximately one second. Or: In which Tom is a badass Wizarding mob boss and an incorrigible lesbian flirt, and Harry—sassy newbie Auror and secret virgin—is just Tom’s type.

Twelve Weeks by @ohyondermemphis (M, 12k, WIP)

“Stand up.” Harry blinks, confused but immediately stands at the request. “Place your hands, flat, to the desk.” Indignation blooms bright in his cheeks, but he swallows, does as he’s told. Thinks with vitriol, prick. “See? Easy.” A bright smile, full white teeth. Riddle leans closer to Harry, his hand traces the curve of his face, the line of his jaw. Harry doesn’t blink. “I knew you could be a good boy.”

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[an-expected-journey-to-jeju]

Journal entry #14

It's been a full week since I started school again.

Monday and Tuesday were alright but I didn't end up going to school because my stomach hurt. Before I continue, I have to complain about how much I hate my stomach.

So on Monday, I might have eaten too many cocktail sausages because at midnight, was fighting for my life in the bathroom. I had the WORST intestinal gas pain in my whole entire life. I was so nauseous and I felt like i was getting stabbed. I swear, I couldn't find my waist after I was done. It was literally gone, SNATCHED. I though that was the end but on Wednesday I woke up with stomach pain (gas pain). It wasn't super bad, but it was definitely uncomfortable. I ended up staying home that day. I could have gone to school, but who wants to be uncomfortable with gas pains at school? Also I didn't know how I would get to school and I didn't have enough time to figure it out (that's anxious person time, not normal person time).

Oh, you wanna know the reason why I didn't know how to get to school? Well, as you know I only had one week off and I was wondering if it was the same with the regular uni students. Well I found out that their break is different AND longer. So the shuttle bus that I usually take is not running anymore UNTIL March. My semester ends February 20th! So for this whole semester, I have to take the regular public bus to get to school which is totally fine except I'll be moving far away from the school soon.

Anyway, school has been pretty good. I only missed one day cause of my stomach, but I'm liking it! It's still inconvenient to learn in a classroom. I'd rather just learn by myself, but at least I am able to concentrate. We also had class in the different building for the whole week. It was warm, but I hate that the heater doesn't seem to stay on/stay a consistent temperature. I get toasty warm, and then cold again, and then toasty warm, and then cold again. I hate my body temperature, it fluctuates so much.

2024.12.22

If I didn't suddenly remember, Christmas would have gone past and I wouldn't have even known. It's just so different here than back home. I'm so used to seeing houses with Christmas trees and lights, but there is none of that here. It's also weird not being home for Christmas. I miss everyone and the vibes and the food. I really wish I could have gone home for Christmas. I wouldn't care about the cost or flight time. I just wish that I had an actual vacation, then I would have the time to go.

I also went to a grocery store today with one of the sisters that works in the kitchen at LRIS. It was pretty fun! I just like being in grocery stores I think. The organization, the different sections, is just *muah*. Of course I had to do my makeup as well. I have to look better than everyone else in the grocery store LOL. I wish I had my own car, then I would be able to drive to the grocery stores whenever I want and stock up on food. I've really been wanting to cooking these days. I've actually been studying up on how to cook. If only I could actually put into practice the things I've been learning. I really want to cook! I think I am able to cook in the kitchen downstairs, but I don't know where anything is as well as I don't have the ingredients to cook with. I wouldn't mind taking the bus to a mart but even getting to a bus is a bit tedious. It's also very cold outside because of the wind. Apparently near the new school there is a super market? But when I looked at it on kakao maps it does not look like a super market. I'm not sure if it was just labeled wrong, or "super market" is just a very generic term and can be used for anything. (I went to go check again, but now I'm on TikTok LOL)

I also figured out how to get to school! So on Thursday I got dropped off at school because I still didn't know the bus schedule. But Friday, I took the bus! I still didn't have a good idea of when the bus would come because there wasn't exactly a set schedule I could find like I can at home. I woke up later because I thought I would have more time but then I got a message from the brother that drove me saying to leave now. I was still getting ready so I had to pick up the pace. Overall it was pretty straightforward. The bus comes at 8:23~ish and the terminus station is my university so I don't have to worry about when to get off.

It also has been officially three months since I've came here!

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🖊️helloo! I'm an 18yo transmasc looking for someone 18+ to rp legend of zelda with, specifically breath of the wild/tears of the kingdom! I'd like to rp a selectively mute Link against pretty much any canon or OC character (especially Sidon or Zelda!)

Doubling can be negotiated if you have someone in mind or if it's needed for the plot, but I'd rather be mostly focused around a 1x1 pairing (at least to begin with.) I'm very familiar with botw but I haven't played all of totk so we'd probably have to stay away from endgame lore haha. Suggestive content is alright but I don't do detailed smut/NSFW & would rather fade to black if things start going down that route. I'd also rather not force ship (if you want our characters to date I'd like them to build a connection first.) I'm chill with most dark themes and I love angst & hurt/comfort!!

My rp style is fairly flexible but I tend to do 1-2+ paragraph responses (but if you want to write novels I'm down to write novels lmao - as you can see from the length of this post, I like to be thorough.) I'm a first year uni student so my schedule is pretty packed, but I'll try to respond at least once per day. Also very down to chat ooc to make headcannons/playlists/etc! leave a like if you're interested and I'll reach out to you :)

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[a-suspicious-lack-of-bagel]

I've been having some thoughts about knowledge, understanding, processing, and recall. Why is it that the teachers I got on with best - and most enjoyed the classes of - were my Physics and Maths teachers, yet my worst subjects academically were extension 2 maths and physics? (This one got rather long - 10.5 more paragraphs under the cut).

I think it's to do with what's being tested - knowledge vs understanding. As @dorianbrightmusic recently pointed out to me, I tend to have better understanding than I do knowledge - that's just how I learn. This means (at least for me) that, for example, I am alarmingly good at pretending to be prepared at uni: I can sit there in my tute, having barely skimmed one of the 3 set readings and not watched the lecture; and yet I'm still engaged in the tutorial discussion - and at the end, it's my one-sentence summary that goes on the whiteboard for our group.

The secret to an excellent participation grade (at least, in my experience) seems to be one's ability to PROCESS information: to absorb, synthesize, and have ideas about the topic of discussion - and while some prior knowledge is useful and highly recommended, it's not always necessary. Unfortunately for my marks, however; participation requires attendance (how inconvenient!); and EXAMS are more a measure of one's knowledge.

In an exam, you're typically expected to apply your acquired knowledge to a series of questions or problems. Rather than your ability to process information, an exam tests your ability to RECALL information - especially under time pressure. Sure, this is partly a comment on my lack of exam preparation; but my high-achieving colleagues went into their maths and physics exams armed with a catalogue of practice problems and a list of formulae used to solve them - whereas I walked into the hall with only the small reference sheet provided, and then mashed formulae and problems together willy-nilly until an answer appeared.

As a brief side note, I find essays to require a combination of both processing AND recall, as they're both persuasive and informative in nature. "Here's the cool idea I had" (processing), "here's my evidence" (recall), "and therefore I'm right" (processing again). Hence the subjects where my enjoyment tended to better match my marks: English and History.

Returning to my topic; unfortunately for me, it tends to be faster to recall stored knowledge than apply acquired understanding - and so my marks were less good than I'd have liked. Sure, I had no issues tackling the hardest problems in the exam; but if the "easy" questions take you just as long, you run out of time before you can get to them. It's much easier to apply a formula than invent one - so if you can just learn them all beforehand, you'll work faster. (Stay tuned for my next lecture: the many problems with how assessment is done, and why it still probably shouldn't change!)

Anyways, that's why I tend to prefer the theoretical to the applied (although other reasons also apply there), and that's why I got on so well with my y12 maths and physics teachers. Some of my earlier teachers were experts in navigating the education system, with a passion for their subject; but these two were experts in their subject, with a passion for teaching. (And also kind, intelligent, and neurodivergent; which helps.)

It's been apparent to me for a while that I'm never going to be a talented student of either maths or physics. The conclusion I've come to recently, though; is that I AM an excellent physicist and mathematician (well, at least I am when that's what I put my effort into). I'd be a perfectly good post-graduate academic - it's a tad unfortunate that "graduate in relevant field" is a prerequisite.

There's a saying that "those who can't do, teach; and those who can't teach, teach PE". That's bullshit. I've met teachers FAR more competent than many professionals in their fields; and one of the best teachers I've had's subject was PDHPE. (And a good thing too - it's Remarkably hard and ENORMOUSLY important to teach kids about consent, especially when your classes consist of a bunch of feral teenagers with VASTLY different experiences, prior knowledge, and sometimes trauma!)

However, I do think we need more people who can't RECALL so easily; who are intelligent but not always conventionally "academically gifted", in teaching. My Gran is admittedly biased (teacher who retired but refuses to stop teaching) but she thinks my vocation is in teaching - and for all the above reasons.

The world could use a few less paediatric bureaucrats with a passion for physics; exceptional though they are at the craft of marks-improvement. Instead, in my opinion, the world needs a few more physicists with a passion for teaching - their students end up with more brilliance than efficiency; and if they choose to stay in their field, they'll end up with more satisfaction for the same productivity.

[mirastudiesphysics]

Hi

I am going uni this year and I am planning to major in Physics and minor in Astronomy. I've always been fascinated by stars and the Universe but I never got to learn it deeply. Do you have any advice for me?

I can ramble quite a bit about advice, so I'll do my best to organize this in a way that makes sense. And of course note that this is from my personal experience, so feel free to ignore something if it doesn't appeal to you. (I'm writing this as a physics grad student based in the US studying cosmology.)

A major in physics is more malleable than pure astronomy, and there are a few route that you can explore further, depending on what you find interesting. The following few points don't include any specific things to do, but it will be good to keep mind as you go through your classes.

Theory: Do you love the mathematical side of physics? Do you love working through proofs, and using the tools of math in creative ways? Theory is one route with most things in physics, and typically requires grad school, and staying in academia to research. Theory is held up to high standards and so is rarely funded with few positions.

Experimental: Do you enjoy the technical side of things, like building your experiments in labs or using a telescope? Experimental physics and astronomy is very hands-on, and this has both academic and technical routes after college.

Computational: Do you like programming? In physics and especially astronomy you need computers to analyze the data that you are taking in bulk. There's a lot of data science in both areas, and is good to learn if you'd like to go into industry instead of staying in academia. (Academia in physics is awful for learning technical computing skills, but there are ways to get there, one of which I accidentally stumbled onto.)

I can go into general advice for the classes you'll likely be taking. A simple search online can give you an overwhelming amount of tips, but I'll try to condense the ones I felt were most helpful here.

Ask for help when you need it! Whether this is working with your classmates, getting tutoring, or going to professor's office hours, don't feel obligated to bash your head against the wall when you are stuck. While it is a skill to take the time to understand something, your time is also valuable, and you will benefit from learning from others.

Practice. Typically in undergrad, doing homework sets is the best way to get practice learning new material. I'd suggest finding more problems if you feel you still need more practice, and working through those problems with others as mentioned above to get a better handle on the topic.

Find ways to get involved in your department. I hate to say networking because it's an annoying buzzword, but it's still important. See if you can find a job in the department, like tutoring, or if you're lucky like I was, your school may have a campus observatory for you to get hands-on experience with. Otherwise, take on rolls in any physics club, like Society of Physics Students or something similar. This way you can get to know the older students, and show that you're active in the department.

Keep a lookout for research opportunities and/or internships. This is how you 1) explore your interests and 2) get experience for your goals after you graduate. Usually you need some letters of recommendation, which you can ask from professors that know you (best option) or other managers if you have a job.

If linear algebra and differential equations are offered, take them! They should be required, but if not, make room for them.

Asa general note, keep track of your general well-being when you're studying physics and astronomy. It's not an easy topic, but it's a matter of hard work rather than pure talent. If you feel lost, it's okay. Everyone feels that eventually, and it's usually at different points of time. Have faith that you can learn the material, either now or later when you have had more time to digest it.

In any case, I hope this helps, and I hope you have fun!

[findroleplay]

helloo! I'm an 18yo transmasc looking for someone 17+ to rp legend of zelda with, specifically breath of the wild/tears of the kingdom! I'd like to rp a selectively mute Link against pretty much any canon or OC character (especially Sidon or Zelda!)

Doubling can be negotiated if you have someone in mind or if it's needed for the plot, but I'd rather be mostly focused around a 1x1 pairing (at least to begin with.) I'm very familiar with botw but I haven't played all of totk so we'd probably have to stay away from endgame lore haha. Suggestive content is alright but I don't do detailed smut/NSFW & would rather fade to black if things start going down that route. I'd also rather not force ship (if you want our characters to date I'd like them to build a connection first.) I'm chill with most dark themes and I love angst & hurt/comfort!!

My rp style is fairly flexible but I tend to do 1-2+ paragraph responses (but if you want to write novels I'm down to write novels lmao - as you can see from the length of this post, I like to be thorough.) I'm a first year uni student so my schedule is pretty packed, but I'll try to respond at least once per day. Also very down to chat ooc to make headcannons/playlists/etc! leave a like if you're interested and I'll reach out to you :)

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[the-scottish-costume-guy]

I hate AI as much as the next person but it's here, its in the open and it's worth finding some ways to live with it - because right now its either going to burn out and die in a few years or its here to stay. Honestly, a combination of the two is probably going to be what happens. So here's my honest recommendations as a uni lecturer. If you're using AI, be transparent with your lecturers about it and double check your university policy (this might vary course to course). If they do allow its use, keep in mind its probably because of stories like the last person shared - to use AI effectively you need to know your shit enough to fact check what it spits out. Its not that we're trying to catch you out, its that we're trying to see if you understand the material enough to catch out the robot that cant tell fact from fiction. In fact, checking over an AI written essay can be a very good exercise and is one my course is debating putting into certain academic modules. There are other, environmental impacts of AI and thats a whole other debate of its own, but simply discussing the idea of personal learning right now. Also, if your university offers research projects this is a great place to join the discussion on AI. If you love or hate it - test your assumptions. What can it do? What are the flaws? I'm not teaching on any of the health science courses but I've heard about students doing very interesting dissertation studies on if AI can be used as part of diagnosis, and their answers are often pretty enlightening.

I'd rather AI as it currently stands didnt exist. There are potential useful applications for it in the future, all of which should continue to have human oversight (and which capitalism will deter from having human oversight). But I know some people out there are going to use it anyway - so at least use it in a way that actually benefits your learning if you are going to.

ur future nurse is using chapgpt to glide thru school u better take care of urself

[ninlilwinds]

Bachelor Options

Here's a list of the Bachelor Options in the new Project I'm doing. It can be x reader or x y/n, I'd rather stay away from any oc x oc, unless it is your oc, mostly because that limits story options in the future. If I ever do oc x oc, it'll probably not be headcannon. (See pinned post update 2/3/24 for details)

Charlie Lohan

Age: 18

Occupation: Student

Likes: Sunny Days, Desserts, Pastel Colors, Pop Music 

Dislikes: Rain, Spicy Foods 

Background Information: Charlie has a go getter attitude. He's always willing to help, with a smile on his face. He's currently in Uni, studying to become a Vet. All of his classmates adore him, and almost everyone knows him.

Kian Pierce

Age: 21

Occupation: Doctor

Likes: Cold, Blue, Being Alone, Classic Music 

Dislikes: Loud People, Germs

Background Information: Kian was always a prodigy, allowing him to become a doctor at such a young age. He's a bit of a germaphobe, which isn't good for his profession, but he manages. Of course, with incredible intelligence comes some downsides. For him, it left no time to make friends, and he is very antisocial. But, once you get past his hard shell, he's the sweetest.

Amir Sloan

Age: 19

Occupation: Unemployed

Likes: Drinking, Clubs, riding his motorcycle

Dislikes: Slow Days

Background Information: He had a tough past, which he never talks about, but it's obvious from his scars and how he acts. He enjoys going to clubs and parties to distract him. He doesn't go to Uni, or has a job, but he somehow never runs out of money (most likely someone in his family supplying him with money). He does have dreams and aspirations, but no one asked, and he's scared of getting his hopes up for nothing.

Nero Krul

Age: 18

Occupation: Student

Likes: Peace and quiet, reading, outdoors 

Dislikes: People being annoying (aka, people interacting with him)

Background Information: He lived in the country with his parents for all of his life until he went to Uni. There he realized just how loud and overwhelming the world was. He quickly closed himself off, deciding to only focus on his studies. He keeps a great relationship with his parents and often visits them.

Quinn Elin

Age: 24

Occupation: Teacher

Likes: Kids, yellow, arts and crafts 

Dislikes: Nothing really, he always finds a redeeming quality

Background Information: He's a elementary school teacher and is always looking at the bright side. One of his students misbehaved? Perhaps they were having a bad day...Besides his work place, nothing much is known about him. Maybe if someone sat down with him and was genuine, he would open up.

Zephyr Hayes

Age: 22

Occupation: Aspiring Writer

Likes: purple, writing, cafes, 

Dislikes: loud places, desserts

Background Information: Quitting Uni to become a writer was a bold move, but bold is Zephyr's middle name. He is willing to take any risk, and loves new adventures to inspire his work. He loves giving presents, for some reason, and you can often catch him in a cafe working on his new upcoming book.

Picrew Used: https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/32223/complete?cd=fjVUSumWjf

Female List Coming Soon

[kirakiraaa42]

Chapter II - Bruises

JANUARY 2023

MONDAY

It's currently noon at the university right now. Axelle was at his room, just putting some things back into his locker, when three other uni students showed up behind him. Axelle just notices their looming shadows, never batting an eye at them.

"Hey! Axelle! My guy!"

"We're back again, haha! We're gonna negotiate with you again."

"Negotiate? Bro, I'd rather just take his money by force!"

Axelle just stares blankly at his locker, and he never manages to turn around. "What do you want from me again? If you want my money, then I'll give you to it then."

One of the three students, named Chang-hoon, grabs Axelle's shoulders and whispers to him, but in a tone where the other two can also hear him. "Oh, big Axelle, we do. We do want your money. But do you know that every human has objectives so that they can achieve their goals in life?" He asks as if he was being philosophical.

"Yeah, I guess..."

"Well? Do you know what those goals are? Do you know of our goals that could potentially destroy your self-esteem? Hm?" Chang-hoon asks. He is aware of the effect of his bullying on Axelle, yet he isn't sorry for it.

Axelle shrugs, still not facing in front of them, while pretending to be ignorant of the question. "I don't know. You tell me."

"Well then, you should probably know that we are going to take some of your money, beat you up, and then get away with it! It's pretty simple for your big brain to comprehend, you big dumb idiot." Chang-hoon pokes Axelle's head in an insulting and threatening manner.

One of the two guys behind Chang-hoon then proceeds to do the same. "Yeah, big Axelle. Just because you're almost a 7 footer doesn't mean we can beat you up."

"Yeah. At least you get compensated with bruises on your face for your compliance to our command." The other guy says.

"Now, Axelle... you know the drill..." Chang-hoon, while holding Axelle on the shoulder with his right hand, pulls out his other hand, gesturing that Axelle give them the money.

Axelle takes his bag off his shoulders and then zips it up. He then takes his wallet and pulls out a lot of paper bills, showing them to Chang-hoon.

"Good boy, big Axelle..." Chang-hoon then grabs the pile of cash and then puts it in his pocket.

And... as per their declaration of violence to Axelle earlier... The three students then begin to beat him up with their fists and feet. Axelle didn't even fight back... not because he's weak, but he just merely chooses not to provoke them even further.

"Should've expected less from a rich yet weak, almost 7-footer..." Chang-hoon laughs, and his two goons leave the scene, and especially Axelle, on the ground.

He stands up, and immediately tidies himself up before grabbing a pocket mirror from his locker. He then notices his bruise on his left eye, and some on his cheeks.

"Dammit... I have to go to the clinic for this..."

And so he did. He went to the clinic to get his black eye checked first.

12 noon. That same time, Momo is having lunch at the Brightlight restaurant (owned by JYP Entertainment) along with her fellow TWICE members Sana and Nayeon, just having done some recording sessions. As they continue to eat, Sana then asks a question.

("Brightlight" restaurant is based on the real life "Soul Cup" restaurant/cafe, also owned by JYP Entertainment.)

"Hey, you girls, are you doing something after this?"

"No... I don't have anything to do later..." Nayeon says.

"Me, too... I'll probably just stay at the dorm and eat my snacks." Momo says.

Nayeon then remembers something, then she asks Momo. "Oh... by the way... How were things with Axelle?"

"Hmmmm? Oh, it turned out well! He's a really great guy to talk to... though we are still kind of awkward..."

Sana then asks. "Wait, were you referring to that guy that we saw a few days ago? That British guy?"

"Yeah! But wait... how did you know he was British, though?" Momo asked.

"I kind of overheard you and Nayeon talking with him..." Sana shyly says, scratching her temple with her finger. "Sorry if I did that, Momo. Nayeon."

Nayeon shakes her head. "No, it's okay. It was understandable, we were probably too near from where you were sitting." Then Momo nodded in agreement to Nayeon's point.

Sana looked at Momo. "But I do wanna know, Momoring... How did you meet... What was his name again?"

"Axelle. And we met four days ago, at a coffee shop just near here."

"Mmmm, so is he planning to meet you right now?"

Momo shakes her head. "No. We haven't even got each other's numbers."

"Too bad... maybe he'd be around somewhere. He might be in that coffee shop that you just mentioned." Sana said.

Momo continues to take a bite of her lunch. Having said that, she did consider returning to that coffee shop in case Axelle was still there.

"Momo, do you plan on seeing him there?" Nayeon asks.

Momo just shook her head lightly. "No. Maybe I'll just go somewhere instead." Then she continues to eat her lunch.

In the end, Nayeon and Sana just looked at her, slightly confused, but then they continue to eat their lunch afterwards.

After they have eaten their lunch, they begin to walk out of the Brightlight restaurant. Nayeon and Sana were about to continue to walk the streets, but they noticed Momo stopping behind them.

"Hey, Momoring..." Sana asked. "You coming?"

"I'll just go somewhere on my own. I'll just go back to the JYP building after."

Nayeon and Sana exchange glances before turning back to the Japanese idol.

Nayeon waved. "Okay then... See you later, Momo!"

"Take care of yourself, Momoring!" Sana also waved at Momo.

Momo then waves back at them as the two girls walk away. Once they were out of her sight, she then carried on walking back to the coffee shop where she and Axelle met four days ago.

She arrives a few minutes later, looking around for him until she sees him doing more schoolwork. She goes to his table...

"Axelle! How are... you..."

Momo sees Axelle wearing an eyepatch on his left eye, and some bruises on his face. Momo was kind of shocked to see him in this state. Axelle notices and looks up at Momo standing there with that reaction.

"Oh, Momo... hi."

"Axelle... are you okay?" Momo tilts her head, looking at his eyepatch. She can even see a little rim of bruise around his eyepatch.

"Oh, I'm fine... everything's just peachy."

Momo sits down in front of Axelle, giving him a look of concern.

"It doesn't look like you're fine, Axelle. What happened to you?"

"Momo... I'm fine, okay? I can't really speak right now... I'm sorry."

But even though Axelle said this... he wanted some company right now, as he doesn't want to feel alone and awkward, while having these bruises on his face.

The Brit exhaled softly. "Okay. I won't force you to speak. But please let me keep you company. I'm staying here on this table with you."

Axelle lights up his (eyes) eye as he hears Momo say that to him.

"Sure. I'm fine with it. Thank you for understanding me, Momo."

Momo nodded. Axelle continues to write down his schoolworks, even though he can't really write properly due to his left eye being covered by his eyepatch.

Then, discouraged that he can't write well with one eye shut, Axelle stops writing. "Dammit... I can't really write in this state."

"Don't push yourself, Axelle. Did you already check that eye up?"

"Yeah. I did... I went to the university clinic and applied a cold pack on these bruises and this black eye. So there's no need to worry."

Momo nods. "I'm glad that you tended to your bruises and that you're okay now."

Axelle's phone then suddenly rings. "Momo, I'll take this call first. I'll be right back in a bit."

"Okay."

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Axelle goes outside the coffee shop, answering the call. He is kind of unhappy as he talks to the person on the other end of the line.

"Mum... look... That money that those three guys took... I got it back from my part-time job as a foot-wear designer, so I could still pay off the tuition."

The lady reprimanded him, speaking in a neutral Filipino accent. "Axelle, that is not an excuse! You are just making this up so I could give you more remittance money, only for you to lose it again!"

"Mum... I got exploited here in my uni. Just please understand-"

"No, Axelle. If you lose your money again, I am not going to pay your tuition ever again!" She then hung up the call.

"Mum! Mum! Ughhhh..." Axelle turns off his phone, feeling so frustrated. He stayed outside for a while, because he didn't want to return to the table with Momo like this, at the moment.

Momo would also notice from a distance, through the glass walls, that Axelle is distressed from that call. So she got out of the table and decided to do him a favor.

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After a few moments, Axelle goes back inside and returns to the table in which Momo was at. Then he sees 2 cups of frappe and 2 eclairs.

"Momo... did you order these?"

"Mhmm!" She gently pushes the cup of frappe and the plate of eclair. "I saw you through the glass wall from here, when you were making that call. You look frustrated, so I'm trying to at least relieve you of your stress."

Axelle looks at Momo, and then begins to chuckle softly. He was a bit amused at the fact that she bought him something while he was calling someone. His mood gradually grew up a bit.

"Why? What's so funny?" Momo asks, confused on why he was chuckling.

Axelle shook his head. "No, Momo. You just made my day." He then smiles softly at her, then sipping his frappe.

Momo smiled back in return. "Oh... hehe. Well, I'm happy I could lift your spirits up a little."

"Though, I do wanna note though. I like anything strawberry-flavoured. That's what made me happy." He pointed at his strawberry eclair.

"Oh? You like strawberries? Well then, I'm even happier now that I know some things that you like!" Momo smiles, taking a bite of her strawberry eclair. "What other strawberry-flavoured things do you like?"

"Hmmmm... jam. I like strawberry jam. Especially when you put it on toast."

"I have heard of jam before, but I have never tried it in my whole life." Momo says.

"Hmmm? For real? You've never tried jam?"

Momo laughs. "Yeah. I haven't. I see some of them in convenience or grocery stores, but I never bothered to pick them up."

"You should definitely try it. It's really good when you pair with savory biscuits."

Momo nods enthusiastically. "I would definitely try that sometime. Axelle, thanks for the recommendation!" Axelle then smiles back in response.

The two continue to talk more about food for a few minutes, until the time has come for the two to part ways again.

They are now outside the coffee shop exchanging their temporary farewells.

"I guess I'll see you around, then?"

"Sure! See you soonest, Axelle."

5:00 PM, JYP DORM

Momo is currently staying in her dorm room, in the lower part of the bunk bed, playing games on her Nintendo Switch. Someone then knocks on the room.

"Come in!" Momo says, while playing.

The door opens. "Momo! Hey there..." Nayeon greets her with a smile.

"Nayeon-ah! What's up?"

"I'm hungry. Got anything good inside your bag?"

"Yes!" She puts aside her Switch first, then hands a bag of jagariko sticks (potato sticks) to her. "These are really good." Then she grabs her Switch again, continuing her game.

Nayeon takes the snack that Momo gave to her, opening the bag and taking one jagariko stick. Then, feeling intrigued, Nayeon then speaks up.

"Where have you been after our lunch?"

Of course, Momo wouldn't tell anything about her second encounter with Axelle yet, so she lies instead. "Hmmm, just went around Seoul by myself, of course. I got bored and I wanna go outside at least."

Nayeon smirks, as she saw through Momo's lie, but she lets her get away with it by teasing her. "Okay then... You TOTALLY didn't try to find Mr. Hutchison somewhere..."

Momo then turns to Nayeon. "Who's Mr. Hutchison?" Momo tilts her head in confusion.

"Momo-yah... I was referring to Axelle... He greeted me last time, with his last name, have you forgotten about it?" Nayeon laughs.

Momo then looks up wondering, as she remembered that he did greet her in his full name when they met the first. "Hutchison'' is indeed, Axelle's last name.

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FLASHBACK

"Oh, sorry for being so impolite! By the way, what's your name?"

"Axelle. Axelle Hutchison is the name."

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"Oh. Right... I forgot... He greeted me in that way too, when we first met." Momo pouts, in a cute way. She can be a bit forgetful sometimes, but she means well. "But really, I haven't seen him anywhere when I went on my own."

Nayeon doesn't buy it, but she pretends to believe her anyway.

"Okay then! I believe you." Nayeon winks. She then grabs her bag of jagariko sticks.

"Where are you going?" Momo asks.

"Nothing. Just going out with the others. Are you gonna stay here?"

"Yeah, I haven't finished my game yet!"

"Good luck then, haha. Hope you don't think about Axelle too much while playing." She giggles, then leaves Momo's dorm.

"Hey! Hmph..." Momo then pouts as Nayeon leaves. She continues to play with her Switch, until she finally clears the game.

"Phew... now that's done and over with, I should get me some snacks. I'm so hungry..." Momo says to herself, as she grabs one snack from her bag.

She keeps the Nintendo Switch in her bag, and then pulls out her phone, watching a K-drama while eating her snack. After a few hours of watching about two episodes, she sets aside her phone and sits in the bed, sulking.

"I don't know what to do anymore. I have already recorded my parts for our song, I have already done dance practices with the others,  yadda yadda yadda.  So boring. I wish I could've met up with Axelle."

When Momo realized that she mentioned his name out of nowhere, she widened her eyes, covering her mouth. A few seconds pass, and she takes her hand away from her mouth. She then begins to think to herself, with Axelle in her mind.

The idol blushed. "Wonder what it would be like if we were an actual couple. Wait NO!" 

She then shook her head. "Why am I thinking of that already?! We just met! I should think of being friends with him. I'm not going to make moves on him. Wait, making moves on HIM?! Shouldn't he be doing that? Why am I thinking about this too much? Arrghhhh! DAMMIT!!!"

She then lets herself fall into the bed, looking above the slats that support the mattress on the upper deck of the bunk bed. She takes a deep breath, before turning her thoughts back to Axelle, while pouting.

"I might... I might be making a fool of myself... I don't know. I might... I might have a crush on him. I don't usually like a lot of men... but Axelle is just such a cutie! I cannot!" She squeals.

She then remembers that Axelle had bruises on his cheeks and the black eye that he covered with an eyepatch when they met earlier. "I wonder how he got those bruises on his face, though. And he seemed to be frustrated when he was calling someone. I should've asked him earlier, but I can't force him to speak about it. I just want... to see him smiling. It might be weird for me to think about this.. But I love it when he smiles."

"I hope that he will keep on smiling, no matter what happens."

Someone then opens the door of the dorm room. Momo instantly rises up from the bed, but she accidentally bumps her head into the slats underneath the upper deck of the bunk bed.

"Owwww!" She covers her head with both her hands.

"Hey! It's me, Momoring!"

"Sana! You scared me! You should've knocked on the door first!" Momo rubs her head to at least try and ease the pain.

"Sorry, sorry! Anyway, Jihyo is rounding up everyone. There's an important meeting for us to attend." Sana says.

"All right, all right. Imma fix myself up a bit, I'll catch up later." Momo says.

"Okay. See you later?"

"Yeah, Sana. See you in a bit." Momo does a little wave at Sana before she leaves.

Momo would then fix her hair for a bit, and change her shirt, leaving her leggings intact, and then attend the very important meeting. Momo is listening to every important detail and information, as they are crucial for their work, as a performer and artist herself.

TUESDAY, 8:00 PM, UTC (Western European Time)

Meanwhile... back in Canary Wharf, UK...

An unknown man walks inside a three-story building. Inside, everything was dark except for this office, which is the only room that seemed to be lit up.

The man knocks on the door 5 times before he turns the knob, opening the door.

"Ma'am." He removes his hat as a gesture of greeting.

The lady spoke in the Filipino accent. "So you're the one I appointed?"

"Yes, Ma'am. You called me two days ago." He then shows his call history, to provide confirmation to the lady.

The lady looks at the man's phone, nodding, before she turns to him again.

"Good. Now that you are here, we can discuss, regarding my son."

"What is it that you want to discuss about, Ma'am?"

"You will be going to South Korea in a few weeks, and you will be watching over him. But don't tell him who sent you."

The man nods, but he is piqued with curiosity as he asks why she wants him to look after her son. "Well, ma'am, not to sound impolite or anything... but are you sure you have picked the right guy for the job? Why would he be looked after by a stranger that he doesn't even know of?"

"I am certain. Taking care of my son is very crucial for me and for the benefit of the Conglomerate. That is why I appointed you... Kyeong-jin."

"Then tell me when, Ma'am. I will gladly do so."

TO BE CONTINUED

[findyourrp]

🌙helloo! I'm an 18yo transmasc looking for someone 18+ to rp legend of zelda with, specifically breath of the wild/tears of the kingdom! I'd like to rp a selectively mute Link against pretty much any canon or OC character (especially Sidon or Zelda!)

Doubling can be negotiated if you have someone in mind or if it's needed for the plot, but I'd rather be mostly focused around a 1x1 pairing (at least to begin with.) I'm very familiar with botw but I haven't played all of totk so we'd probably have to stay away from endgame lore haha. Suggestive content is alright but I don't do detailed smut/NSFW & would rather fade to black if things start going down that route. I'd also rather not force ship (if you want our characters to date I'd like them to build a connection first.) I'm chill with most dark themes and I love angst & hurt/comfort!!

My rp style is fairly flexible but I tend to do 1-2+ paragraph responses (but if you want to write novels I'm down to write novels lmao - as you can see from the length of this post, I like to be thorough.) I'm a first year uni student so my schedule is pretty packed, but I'll try to respond at least once per day. Also very down to chat ooc to make headcannons/playlists/etc! leave a like if you're interested and I'll reach out to you :)

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[tinfoiltemplar]

Finnegan plays with the lighter with Victor's head in his lap. They sit under an oak tree on campus and it's all over the school: Finnegan and Victor are dating and people wonder why but they have to accept Victor at the dining table at meals and the polo team knows they'd lose their place if they said one bad thing about Victor. If Finnegan is invited to a party and Victor is not, somehow the party fizzles or people begin to cancel.

Victor might be the only person at the school who doesn't fear Finnegan's power.

Well, maybe the teachers don't, but that's not really the point.

Overnight, Finnegan has made Victor popular if not well liked by the other boys. It's not enough. School will end and life will begin and Finnegan doesn't know what that means. Finnegan wants to give him more. He isn't sure why or how, only that it's coming time to apply to uni and one can only apply to Oxford or Cambridge.

He also knows his father wants him to go to America.

He puts away the lighter and instead busies his hands with Victor's hair. He threads his fingers through Victor's curls like an expert weaver at a loom - fast, precise, lovingly.

But also anxious. It's all so complicated and he wants to add one more complication to the weave.

"Father's coming home for Christmas," he says. October around them glows soft orange. "He'll ask me to consider an American university, but he can't tell me what to do."

His fingers slow.

"I want to bring you home for the holidays," he says. "Edie adores you. Father won't - he doesn't even adore me - but that's not why. It's not to humiliate or- I want to bring you because..."

He pauses. He's about to change his life and Victor's forever.

"... I love you. And when you love somebody, you choose them. I want my family to see my choice. And if they're smart, they'll respect it."

After all, neither Father nor Edie had another heir.

Maybe the other students weren't the only ones who should fear Finnegan's power.

School is a nightmare.

Or rather, school was a nightmare.

It had started out as a bargin, but somehow it had become more- it was companionship, it was dating, it was... Victor was young enough and foolish enough that he might have called it love if he didn't think it would have gotten him beaten. To him it was love- he didn't know how else to feel or what to call the fragile thing, but he could have held him, laid in his lap and watched him play with that lighter for hours, or play polo, or argue with a teacher- anything really. He sighed as fingers worked through his hair, closing his eyes in contentment. School would end, and things would change- Finnegan would move on and have a real life, with people who deserved him. Victor would have to go home and face whatever fate his family had planned for him. Fight to have any say in his own life. But for now, it could be a beautiful accident that he could hold onto and take pleasure in and where he could feel safe, if not always like he belonged.

"I'd like to see anyone tell you want to do. I think only a fool would try."

It wasn't the point, but it did make him smile. The idea of anyone giving Finnegan orders. He didn't take orders. He gave them. Dodged them. He made his own plans and his own goals and he delivered on them in ways that no one could question. He was a terrifying force of nature and even adults had to fear him. Didn't they?

But what he said surprised Victor. It was a surprise that anyone wanted him for the holidays, and more of a surprise that Edie liked him. That he was wanted for himself and not part of some plan or humiliation was... unthinkable. And then Finnegan used the word "love".

Victor's eyes snapped open, and he sat up, frowning slightly, looking at the other boy as if looking for a trick, for the punchline, for the sign that he was dreaming and this was all a mistake. But it just... stayed.

"You've never said you love me before." Victor stumbled, leaning forward a bit on his hands. He didn't know what to do first, to say he'd go or say he loved him too and so he just settled for leaning forward and kissing him firmly, not caring one bit if anyone was around to see it.