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The Face of Desire, Book 2 Ch 1

TW: Gore, Violence, Implied Child Abuse

“Where is she?”

“Fuck you.” Strings of spit flung from the old man's lips before his head snapped to the side, sending a spray of blood flying across the floor. The fist came so fast he didn’t even have time to flinch.

“You are making this so difficult. It doesn’t have to be.”

He fought against the restraints which kept him firmly attached to the metal chair. The bolts securing the legs to the floor made it a useless struggle. All it did was rub prior blisters making them burst and making the rows of zip ties sink deeper into his skin. He spat out a glob of spit and blood aiming for the woman’s face but it fell in a sad arc, hitting the floor with a wet tap. The woman looked down, there was a tooth smack dab in the center.

“You deaf? I said fuck you!” He yelled again, the thick southern accent mixed with the swelling in his face made his words sound muffled.

The woman sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. She sat backwards on a wooden chair, rocking back and forth on the rickety legs. Her black hair was tightly braided down her back contrasting with her red plaid button up. Her eyes squinted, making the wrinkles at the corners bunch together. She has been interrogating the man for an hour but he hasn't given her any useful information. Just a lot of spitting and curses.

“I know you’re involved, or you know something. We have evidence from the scene coming back to your farm. Now you can either help me find her, or you can use a blender to drink your meals.” She pointed her chin to the tooth on the ground.

“All you fuckin’ cops, hounding me for months.” he snarled before breaking out in manic laughter. She raised her eyebrow. “You gon’ regret this!”

In the corner of her eye the woman saw a figure dropping fast from the rafters above. Sharp metallic blades glowed in the moonlight as it landed where she was a moment before. Without hesitation it jumped to its feet and launched itself at her with neck breaking speed. Before the attacker got a chance to close the distance the figure went flying back, crashing into the wooden walls with enough force to make the barn sudder.

“So that's how you did it.” She said, approaching the mystery assailant. A scarecrow struggled against an invisible force sending straw flying in the air. With every step her leather boots crunched the straw into the dirt floor. The woman sucked her teeth as she watched it tried to peel itself from the wall but all it managed was some lame twitches.

Puppet manipulation, a fairly basic technique.

Its hands were a mess of rusty knives and farm tools clanking together as they opened and closed trying to cut her mindlessly. “A scarecrow, really? Couldn’t think of anything more original?”

The man in the chair flinched as she brought her hand to the scarecrow and made it explode into a firework of straw. The blades clattered to the ground in a heap. As she turned around the planks on the floor next to her burst open and another clawed its way to the surface in a mad rage. In seconds it was reduced to a pile of hay and rust. As was the one after, and the one after that until the floor of the barn was covered in rusty tools and piles of straw.

“Anymore or can we continue?” She asked, wiping the pieces of scarecrow from her jeans and shirt. The man’s face shifted

“Where is she?” The woman held up a photo of a little girl. Isabella White, ten years old. Last seen two days ago walking home from school. The small town in Kentucky which barely had a speeding case had seen seven little girls go missing over the last two years.

“I’ve never seen ‘er in my life.” The man growled but the slight upturn in the corner of his mouth said otherwise. A bead of sweat dripped down his forehead into the channels of his wrinkles. His thinning hair stuck together in greasy, gray clumps.

“Oh really?” The woman flung the photo to the man's feet. His eyes flickered down for a moment before returning to her. “All those kids, what did you do with them? Or should I say, "What did you want to do with them?”

She moved closer to him. His overalls reeked of sweat and farm work but she maintained her emotionless expression. “Look, I’m not a cop, you can be honest. Did you think they were pretty? Isabella was very pretty." She looked at the photo on the ground. Isabella was smiling, her blonde hair tied back in a ponytail with pink scrunchies and her pink glittery shirt made rainbows in the sun. "Maybe you would even consider her sexy?” She softly asked as she circled him. “Maybe you wanted to keep them all for yourself? Someone to love you forever, a child you never had.”

“I’d rather you hit me than keep on blabbering.” He groaned.

“Or maybe it's darker than that.” The woman looked at the blades of the ground and picked one up, turning her back to the man. “When you work on a farm you must see a lot of blood, butchering and all. Tell me, do you like the sight of blood?” There was a sudden shift in the air, she turned around to see the man's eyes fixed upon the hand which held the rusty blade. “I imagine animals get boring though. To fully appreciate it you would need something more…human. Do you like the way humans squirm and scream when they are cut? How the skin opens and have all those layers of pretty colors? Tan…to white…to red.” She traced the blade down her palm opening up the skin. Deep red blood flowed from the cut and dripped onto the straw.

Like a damn was burst, the smell of salt filled the air. Musky and rancid like seaweed left to rot in the sun. the woman's nose wrinkled. The man's eyes never left her palm, looking at opening of her skin like a peeping tom searching through a window of a locker room. She closed her hand and opened it. The blood was still hot and wet but the cut had already healed. He licked his lips leaving a layer of slime.

Lust.

“She’s not alive anymore is she?”

He didn’t answer but the smell only got thicker and heavier as he remembered. She gave a sad sigh before approaching the man. “Where did you dump them?” She asked flatly.

“I don't know what you’re talk-” She hovered her hand over his and in an instant all the bones and flesh were pressed paper thin. The man let out a blood curdling scream and became shaking against his restraints.

“Look, I’m tired and I really want to go home and take a shower in bleach after this” She said. The man's chest heaved and his eyes began to bulge. “Where did you dump them?” her voice remained flat.

“Fuck y- AHHH” She hovered her foot over his, turning the shoe and all its contents to mush.

“Wrong. Try again.”

It wasn’t until she made it to the knees and elbows he finally gave in. Through heaves and sobs and he told her where he put the pieces of them. All of them.

“Thank you kindly.” She said in a mocking southern accent before hovering her hand over his head. A sickening, wet crunch sent blood and brains splattering each wall of the barn.

The woman opened the barn doors and took out a cigarette, she lit it and immediately took a deep breath. As the smoke fell from her lips in lazy spirals she looked up at the night sky. In the middle of the country the stars shone with an unfiltered brightness. It was such a beautiful sight from such a terrible place.

After another drag she walked past the old house to the edge of a clearing. On the line between the forest and the clearing a stone well stood lonely against the freshly mowed grass like a tombstone. The closer she got to it, the thicker the cursed energy became.

She took one final inhale of smoke before stomping the cigarette out. She approached the well and looked down into the deep hole. At the bottom in a pool of murky water, a curse scratched at the walls. Deep lines in the rocks showed years of unsuccessful climbs to the surface.

She rested her elbows on the edge of the well and waited for it to notice her. Soon the curse sniffed the air and looked up, locking its glassy black eyes with hers.

From the depths of the well came the smell of autumn leaves on the wind, fresh and crisp. The warmth of the sun as it melted the morning frost. It tasted like the color of turquoise and felt like a soft breeze.

Drops began to fall on the curse’s head as tears escaped from the corners of her eyes. In her mind flashed the years of watching the sky from the bottom of a hole.

“I will grant you what you want,” she said, her voice just loud enough to reach the depths below. With the confirmation cursed energy began to flow into her, an intoxicating rush that sent shivers racing down her spine. The taste that filled her mouth was innocent and light, almost pure. For a fleeting moment, she felt a pang of guilt for taking it at all.

As she consumed the last of it, she gave the curse what it desired. The splashing at the bottom of the well ceased abruptly, replaced by a sudden, resonant flapping. In an instant, the curse surged upward like a rocket, bursting from the darkness with a pair of shimmering, beautiful wings.

The woman watched in silence as it soared into the night sky, circling high above and shaking the water from its glistening form. It looked like the night sky.

“You are very pretty.” She said with a sad smile. The curse came down to the lip of the well and perched itself facing her. She reached out and stroked its face gently, Seven black eyes followed her movements carefully but didn’t flinch. The curse felt warm and soft. “Now go be free. Don’t cause too much trouble, ok? You don’t want me having to come find you.” She took back her hand and the curse paused for a moment in silent acknowledgment before shooting back off into the sky, far out of sight.

The woman watched the stars for a bit, collecting herself before pulling out another cigarette and lighting it. She went to the barn where the bloody mess of a corpse still sat in its chair. She kicked the door opened and after a deep drag. When the end of the cigarette looked as red a molten metal she threw it into the straw and watched the barn engulf in flames.

When she was certain the barn would be reduced to ash, she made her way to the car parked a mile down the desolate road. After a few turns of the key the engine roared to life, and she drove into the waiting darkness, the orange glow of the distant flames fading in her rearview mirror.

An hour later, she pulled into the lot of a dingy roadside motel. The flickering Vacancy sign buzzed faintly, its harsh neon glow highlighting every dent and scrape on the car’s chipped paint.

She climbed the creaking stairs to the second floor, the key cold and heavy in her hand. When she unlocked the door, the stale air hit her first. A woman sat up on one of the beds.

“Did you find it?” Her tan skin looked ghostly blue in the light of the television.

“Yeah.” she said, taking her leather boots off at the door. The bathroom door opened and a man in sweatpants and a white t-shirt came out, fresh from the shower. His short blonde hair was still dripping.

“Was it a curse?” he asked.

“Nope.”

“Ha! You owe me twenty bucks.” He laughed, pointing at the woman on the bed. She rolled her eyes and leaned over to get her wallet.

“Fuck you Chris.” she grumbled as he snatched the twenty dollar bill from her hands.

“Pleasure during business, Farah.” He teased.

“Why is it that whenever we come to stick’s more people do sick shit than curses. So what was it?” Farah leaned back into the bed, crossing her arms in a huff. “A pervert?”

“A sorcerer.” She said, sitting down on the other bed.

“A sorcerer? Out here?” Farrah raised her eyebrows.

“Hey! Don’t sit on my bed. Outside clothes, remember?” Chris complained as he dried his hair with a flimsy motel towel.

“Nothing touches her dumbass.”

“Still it's the principle behind it.” He mumbled. “Akemi…can you?” He motioned to his face.

“Oh, my bad. I forgot it was still on.” Akemi said. A veil of smoke fell from her as the middle aged woman from before melted away. The lines of age on her face vanished and her dark black hair faded into a deep charcoal grey. The clothes which fit snugly before became baggy.

“So it was a sorcerer?” Farah resumed her questioning.

“Yeah, puppet manipulation. He was using scarecrows to grab the girls.”

“Scarecrows? That explains the cursed energy and the straw at the bus stop. Dammit, I swore it was a curse this time.”

“Yeah…” Akemi’s voice trailed off. In the United States, major cities had established schools for sorcerers, making it nearly impossible to practice under the radar. They were organized, structured, and efficient at keeping curses in check.

But beyond the city limits—on the outskirts and deep into the heart of the middle states—it was a different story entirely. There, where towns were small enough to fit inside a single apartment building, the rules barely applied. It was a lawless frontier, a wild west of rogue sorcerers and unchecked curses.

“So, you didn’t find the girl?” Chris asked. Akemi shook her head and their shoulders slumped, his eyes softened and he walked up to her. He placed a warm hand on her shoulder. “It’s ok, you saved the next one.” Akemi took a deep breath and nodded.

“I’m going to take a shower.” She said, slipping his hand off with a squeeze. She stepped into the steamy bathroom, shutting the door carefully behind her.

She slumped over the sink, her eyes fixed on the rust-colored stains clinging to the edges of the drain. She had hoped Farah was right, that this time it really was a curse. The score was becoming uneven.

Wiping a hand across the fogged mirror, she stared at her streaked reflection. Ten years had passed in a blur. She looked older than the girl who had first arrived here, but not by much. Then again, she spent so little time in her own skin. Most days, she wore someone else’s face. If it weren’t for Chris and Farah, she doubted she’d show her true form at all.

Her mind drifted back to the curse at the bottom of the well. The black eyes staring at her bleakly from the bottom. He must have been able to see it too. She felt the anger and sadness rise inside of her like flames in her rearview mirror. When she looked into the mirror her eyes had turned black and her teeth were becoming pointed and jagged. She took a deep breath and turned on the shower.

“Be above them, Akemi. Above sorcerers, above curses, above demons.”

Her mother’s words echoed in her head, as they often did. She had tried to live by them, to rise above the chaos, to find clarity in detachment. But in doing so, she’d kept reaching a conclusion she wished she hadn’t.

In the end, they were all the same. Curses, humans, sorcerers. It didn’t matter how different they seemed. In the grand scheme of things, they all belonged to the same tangled mess without an end. It was a bleak diagnosis, but one she had learned to acknowledge and let pass like bad weather.

Before she went into the shower she checked her appearance. Her eyes were back to their normal gunmetal color and her teeth were flat. She let the hot water and cheap soap wash away the stench of the day and mentally readied herself for tomorrow. There was another case 50 miles away. A young man had been found torn to shreds in his home but nothing had been taken.

Akemi silently prayed it was a curse this time.

Want to read more? Check out The Face of Desire on A03 by Catrin.

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absolutebl · 2 years ago

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This Week in BL

Feb 2023 Wk 1

Being a highly subjective assessment of one tiny corner of the interwebs. Organized by which ones (in each category) I’m enjoying most.

Ongoing Series - Thai

My School President (Fri YT) ep 9 of 12 - WinSound totally won me over in this ep. They were great. Their competitive style of romance, made me really happy. Double tsundere it’s so rare to get and not be annoying or depressing. Of course the mains were adorable too.

Never Let Me Go (Tues YT) ep 8 of 12 - Solid little episode. Perth in the pool, thank U BL gods. Peeling the shrimp to rope, always a favorite of mine. Some awesome couple flirting and a nice romantic sex scene. What’s not to like about this episode?

Hit Bite Love (Sat YouTube) ep 2 of 6 - King is fucking adorable. Burger is clueless and (apparently) entirely straight. Shogun is one of the gayest characters ever put in high school BL. Heda is kinda awesome, basically a chaos wingman. Matteo is interesting. I genuinely like the central friendship between King & Shogun a lot. Queer baby besties! It’s Ming & Wayo-esk but better. Holy KINK FEST outta nowhere, BLman! I’m getting total whiplash with this show. Very Make It Right. What does it want to be? Who tf knows but I’m into it, that’s for sure. It’s accomplishing something, which most pulps don’t.

609 Bedtime Story (Fri WeTV) ep 11fin - my backup computer is down so I haven’t had a chance to watch this yet. Hopefully but next week’s report.

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

HIStory 5: Love in the Future (Taiwan Weds Viki) ep 6 of 10 (or 11&12 of 20) - Jonny’s hair is driving me nuts. Hai Yi’s behavior is confusing me too. Office boys remain totally adorable. Very doomy mid run ep 6. Ah Taiwan, how unpredictable you are.

Candy Color Paradox AKA Ameiro Paradox (Japan Fri Gaga) ep 7 of 8 - these weirdos make for very strange boyfriends. Frankly? K seems like a useless bit of business, if you ask me.

Individual Circumstances (Korea Thurs Viki) ep 5-6 of 8 - I’m just annoyed with Mr. Tsundere at this point, he’s gone from grumpy to mean. I just want him to have a really good reason for having disappeared without saying anything, and good does not mean “sensitive pathetic authorial feels.” You don’t abandon your best friend just because you fell in love with them, that’s an unforgivably shitty thing to do.

The End Of The World, With You AKA Bokura no Micro na Shuumatsu (Japan Sun Gaga ep 1 of 8 - Stars Toshiki Seto (Senpai, This Can't Be Love). The world is about to be destroyed by a meteor, so Masumi visits his old uni library to read as much as he wants until the end. There he meets Ritsu, his player ex. It’s a bit awkward, and I’m not sure about the premise (it scares me that it might be sad). It’s racier, gayer, and has better kissing than i was expecting (again a sign it might go dark). Also Is Ritsu a big time bi-slut player or is that Masumi’s perspective? Regardless I’m intrigued if wary.

Finished this week

The New Employee (Korea Weds Viki) ep 7fin - They are so cute it’s unbelievable. I thought it was a good office romance ending, if not a great Bl ending. All in all this is a darn near perfect nugget of an office romance BL, sweet and much gayer than we have any right to expect from Korea. Rainbow rice cakes forever! 9/10

Between Us (Sun iQIYI) ep 12fin - It’s a serviceable series about hot swimmers flirting and dealing with family drama in a sweetly earnest manner, but ultimately it squanders the talent in play. I would’ve preferred a cleaner narrative arc, less angst and more plot, fewer couples, and a shorter series. That said, there’s nothing objectively wrong, sub-standard, or off-putting about this show. And it has lots of consent and other good qualities. It’s fine. Watch along here. 8/10

I Will Knock You (Fri Gaga) ep 12fin - I did think a lot over why I disliked this one. Because on the surface it’s just your standard slightly terrible Thai pulp, and I’m usually not that mean about them. I think in the end it comes down to the uke who just seemed to never warm to the boy pursuing him, and never really actually wanted to be his boyfriend. Also terrible dead fish kiss. 5/10

Gossip

Apparently we have new scions (waves goodbye to BrightWin) - GeminiFourth: The Crown Princes of BL. If you’re wondering how their chemistry is so good (My School President), this article may explain it.

In Case You Missed It

Caught up on 2020′s The Reason Why He Fell In Love With Me. (Gaga picked it up and I’ve been wanting to see it since it got announced in 2019.)

TRWHFILWM Series 1 - 2 teachers who work together at the same high school, one outgoing and the other reserved, start an affair. Gave me Ossan’s Love vibes and that is my least favorite kind of JBL. It’s just far too cartoonish and slapstick and I don’t like it. That said, it has several kisses, a happy ending, and they are cute together. So if you can this style BL, it you might like it.

TRWHFILWM Special - Completely ignores the first couple and the teacher premise, carrying over just one main character, and should have been a new BL (Boys Love flashbacks). I understand 2021′s season 2 continues this tactic. But I’ll watch it eventually.

Next Week Looks Like This:

Not a lot actually, which is cool, I still got some 2022 catching up still to do. Why You Y Me, may be?

Starting:

Moonlight Chicken (Weds? YouTube) 1 of 8 -

My Beautiful Man S2 - ??? sorry I’m scared of this one and not really paying attention, it being Japan and a desirable property, I’m assuming it will either be impossible to find or just show up on my dash in 2 places at once.

Feb releases list is here.

2023 forthcoming BL master post. (see comments some are inaccurate, NOT UPDATED)

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

Hit Bite Love it’s classic terrible Thai pulp and I’m kinda loving it.

Thank you very much GMMTV.

FINALLY!

Also FINALLY.

More FINALLY (My School President).

I love the acknowledged combative nature of this relationship. It’s great.

(last week)

Current Kpop earworm? Under the Skin by &team, eh, it’s catchy I guess

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lightofraye · 13 days ago

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Top Five Songs Of 2024 (Third Song)

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Stan Freberg - Green Christmas

SCROOGE: Bah, humbug, everybody

CHORUS: Good morning, Mr. Scrooge! SCROOGE: Well, the meeting will come to order, if you please. Are all the advertising people represented here?

CHORUS: Everyone except Amalgamated Cheese! SCROOGE: Well, if they're not here for the Christmas pitch, I can't help them find new ways of tying their product in to Christmas. That's why I'm chairman of this board! Let's hear it for me!

CHORUS: Hear, hear! SCROOGE: All right, Abercrombie, what are your people up to?

ABERCROMBIE: Ahhh, same thing as every year. Fifty thousand billboards showing Santa Claus pausing to refresh himself with our product

SCROOGE: Mmmmm, hmmm, well, I think the public has come to expect that and...

ABERCROMBIE: That's right. It's become tradition!

SCROOGE: You there, Crass, uhh, I suppose your company's running the usual magazine ads showing cartons of your cigarettes peeking out of the top of Santa's sack?

CRASS: Better than that! This year we have him smoking one

SCROOGE: Um-hmmm...

CRASS: Yes. We've got Santa a little more rugged, too. Both sleeves rolled up and a tattoo on each arm. One of 'em says "Merry Christmas."

SCROOGE: What does the other one say?

CRASS: "Less tar!"

SCROOGE: Great stuff!

CRATCHET: But Mr.Scrooge...

SCROOGE: What? Who are you?

CRATCHET: Bob Cratchet, sir. I've got a little spice company over in East Orange, New Jersey. Do I have to tie my product in to Christmas?

SCROOGE: What do you mean?

CRATCHET: Well, I was just going to send cards out showing the three wise men following the Star of Bethlehem...

SCROOGE: I get it! And they're bearing your spices. Now that's perfect

CRATCHET: No, no... no product in it. I was just going to say, "Peace on Earth... Good Will Toward Men."

MAN: Well, that's a peculiar slogan!

SCROOGE: Old hat, Cratchet! That went out with button shoes! You're a businessman... Christmas is something to take advantage of!

SCROOGE: A red and green bandwagon to jump on!

SCROOGE: A sentimental shot in the arm for sales! Listen!

CHORUS: Deck the halls with advertising Fa la la la la la la la la While you can be enterprising Fa la la la la la la la la On the fourth day of Christmas My true love gave to me Four bars of soap Three cans of peas Two breakfast foods And some toothpaste on a pear tree! On the fifth day of Christmas My true love gave to me...

SCROOGE: Five tube-less tires!

CHORUS: Fo-ur quarts of gin Three ci-gars Two cig-ar-ettes And some hair tonic on a pear tree! Chest-nuts roasting...

ANNOUNCER: Sayyyy, Mother, as sure as there's an X in Christmas, you can be sure those are Tiny Tim Chestnuts roasting. Tin-y Tim Chestnuts are frill-bodied... longer lasting! This visible shell protects the nut! Now with X-K 29 added, for people who can't roast after every meal

GIRL TRIO: Tin-ee Tim! Tin-ee Tim! Chest-nuts all the way!

ANNOUNCER: Tin-y Tim's roast hot... like a chestnut ought! And... they are (ECHO) mild, mild, mild, mild

CHORUS: Deck the halls with advertising Fa la la la la la la la la 'Tis the time for merchandising Fa la la la la la la la la Profit never needs a reason Fa la la la la la la la la Get the money, it's the season Fa la la la la la la la la

SCROOGE: Words to live by, Cratchet!

CRATCHET: For you, maybe. Can't you just wish someone merry Christmas, for the pure joy of doing it?

SCROOGE: Why? What's the percentage in that? Let me show you how to make Christmas work for you!

CHORUS: We wish you a merry Christmas We wish you a merry Christmas We wish you a merry Christmas And please buy our beer!

SCROOGE: There you go, Cratchet! That's Christmas with a purpose

CRATCHET: I know, but wait a minute. Don't you guys make enough profit the other eleven months? Christmas comes but once a year

SCROOGE: Humph! Funny thing you should bring that up. That's exactly the point I was about to make. Hit it, boys!

SCROOGE: Christmas comes but once a year So you better make hay while the snow is falling That's opportunity calling you!

CHORUS: Rub your hands, December's here What a wonderful time to be Glad and merry!

SCROOGE: Just so you're mercenary too!

CHORUS: Buy an ad and show all the toys Show all the toys up on the shelf

SCROOGE: Just make sure that you get a plug You get a plug, In for yourself!

SCROOGE AND CHORUS: Christmas comes but once a year So you better cash in While the spirit lingers It's slipping through your fingers Boy! Don't you realize Christmas can be such a Monetary joy!

CRATCHET: Well, I guess you fellows will never change

SCROOGE: Why should we? Christmas has two s's in it, and they're both dollar signs

CRATCHET: Yeah, but they weren't there to begin with

SCROOGE: Eh?

CRATCHET: The people keep hoping you'll remember. But you never do

SCROOGE: Remember what?

CRATCHET: Whose birthday we're celebrating

SCROOGE: Well,... don't get me wrong. The story of Christmas, in it's simplicity, is a good thing - I'll buy that. It's just that we know a good thing when we see it

CRATCHET: But don't you realize Christmas has a significance, a meaning

SCROOGE: A sales curve! Wake up, Cratchet, it's later than you think

CRATCHET: I know, Mr. Scrooge, I know

CHORUS: On the first day of Christmas The advertising's there, with Newspaper ads Billboards too Business Christmas cards And commercials on a pear tree... Jingles here, jingles there Jingles all the way Dashing through the snow In a fifty-foot coup-e O'er the fields we go Selling all the way... Deck the halls with advertising What's the use of compromising Fa la la la la la la la la

#stan freberg #stan freberg green christmas #music choices by lightofraye #yes this is late #sorry #Youtube

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hum-suffer · 11 months ago

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10 minute pehle ke news ki tea spill karoooooo

Grab your seatbelts because this is a wild and offensive ride.

Context: my friend had a birthday today, let's call her Butterfly. Butterfly is Moon boy's bestie. Me and K (my bestie) became friends with Moon Boy ages ago but we befriended Butterfly only recently during our exams.

Aaj Butterfly ki birthday mein, body shaming girl put up a story wishing her which read,"Happy birthday [Moon Boy] ki bestie." I was furious at her since like last season and even previous episode. Aaj ka precap isme hi aa gaya tha.

Tea:

So me and Moon Boy went to get Butterfly a cake for her birthday to celebrate in college without telling anyone but K. We got the cake and came back, and Body Shaming girl, let's call her Chintu (yes it's her nickname idek why), her group was lowkey offended that we didn't involve them in Butterfly's birthday plan

Moon Boy, that bloody diplomat, knew. He lured them all in with the cake cutting promise and everyone gathered around Butterfly, whom I had not allowed to peek at the cake. We had forgotten to get matchsticks so he went off to find matchsticks to light candles. Meanwhile...

Another girl, whom I did like until she turned into an ass licker, started fiddling with the cake. Bringing it out of box, trying to rip open the box to see the cake. I was politely trying to get her to stop until she tried to open the box. I opened the box instead and then closed it instantly and put it out of her reach. I told her to stop hovering and sit down.

Seeing her ass licker get shoved aside, Chintu was mad. But she was about to be madder.

I'm name dropping this one because i detest him the most. MOST. Bhavya, this lanky oversmart buy with a chomu hairstyle and round glasses, dared to be oversmart.

One thing that everyone should know about me is that I'm fiercely defensive of each of my friends. I treasure them beyond reason. Even if they're new friends.

Bhavya said, and i quote,"Burn Butterfly and use her to light the candles."

I said,"Maybe we should use you, since Teri already jal Rahi hai."

He went bitter and replied,"Jal nahi Rahi hai thik hai? Mere time to cake bhi nhi thi."

"should have had better friends," i said, which must have also offended Chintu.

Bhavya went even more bitter and said,"Mere dost jo the vo tere aaj ke dost hi the. Tere Jo itne saare ladke dost hai na. Vohi." (Lies. I'm acquainted with some boys because I'm a nice person and like to maintain connections. The only male friend i have is Moon Boy.)

I knew what he was implying but Butterfly was already shaking her head. I laughed,"Their behaviour isn't my responsibility."

He was about to say something and Butterfly said to not do this on her birthday. I laughed and said okay, I won't. Butterfly looked at me gratefully and Moon Boy returned till then. He noticed the harsh environment but said nothing and i continued pretending that I didn't want to kill anyone.

Me and Moon Boy took over, shifted benches and made Butterfly sit down, got her the cake(she loved it btw), lit up the candle. Chintu and her ass licker started pretending to care and warning how one shouldn't keep fire near them and blah blah blah. Whilst standing right behind me. I didn't say anything.

As we sang happy birthday, Bhavya sang "Happy birthday [Butterfly] aaj tu mar jayegi". I wanted to hit him but i didnt. By the look on his face, Moon Boy knew my smile wasn't entirely genuine after we finished the birthday song. I pushed him off to be the first one to eat the cake since he's the closest in relation to her. I was clicking pictures with his phone and i heard them criticise even that right behind my back. (Sue me, idk how to operate iphones instantly).

Chintu said,"Maine bola tha ki haath mein rakh ke candle mat jao but sunte nhi hai na kuch log." Bhavya asked who and she replied that she'll tell later. (Can you BE anymore obvious???)

We ended up having fun. I sent off K after me and later I went myself to eat the cake. Took a tiny bite because I don't like sweets too much, and fed Butterfly a wafer chocolate roll. She ate half of it and I fed the rest half to K and Moon Boy respectively. I heard them speak about that as well.

I sat down on a free bench, since I had period cramps, and the sheer joy of being around people and celebrating on Butterfly made me keep my words quiet and it was enough to make me smile widely.

(They did not like that. Duhhhhhhhhhh)

After this, me and Butterfly and K discussed this whole interaction whilst Moon Boy, the darling diplomat, went around fulfilling his volunteer duty and social media manager duty by clicking photos and videos.

The university secretary of the abvp, he came near us to find Moon Boy but he couldn't so I kept him in conversation for almost an hour. Moon Boy returned, listened to the conversation and was tiredly sitting quietly. I and K went to fetch our respective buckles and water bottles from our vehicles and we stayed there talking to some acquaintances. Butterfly came with us too.

I spied Moon Boy drifting in the place and went to him but he had been roped in with Chintu's group so I told him where he'll find me and left, ignoring the rest of them.

Ting ting tadinggggggggg agla update, next kalesh ke baad🫶🏽 (also no one needs to go anon to ask for such tea my loves, I'm happy to provide always 🫶🏽)

#did i act like a mom in a saree? yes #do i care? no #butterfly was happy and thats what mattered #desiblr #suffer ye suhana nahi #desi tumblr #moon boy🌛#K² #chudail chintu #बड़वा Bhavya #college ke chochle

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nihyunluvskookie · 2 years ago

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Tujhme rab dikhta hai

“Jeonghan one shot”

Pairing: Yoon jeonghan x female reader

Genre: fluff [desi setting]

Warnings: no warnings

Word count: 4.2 K

Author’s Note: Well, desi husband Jeonghan is on the way, hope you like it. And I wrote it in Hinglish (i added few words and sentences of hindi, it’s sounds romantic ahhh) i hope you like it hehe and for non-desi reader, the meaning of ‘tujhme rab dikhta hai’ is ‘I see god in you my beloved’ also I just love this song so much I can’t explain, hope you like this. This is probably one of the longest one shot I ever wrote sjjs

happy reading ~

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[4:15 am]

My alarm went off, and I was about to go and check my phone but I felt Jeonghan pulling me closer by my waist. “Hannie” I spoke in a very low tone; I had to get up no matter what. “Umm, stay here” I slowly removed his hands from my waist. “I need to get up” I kissed his cheeks lightly and got up; I checked the time and it was already 4 am. I got up and went to take a shower and got ready. Once I was done, I heard a knock on the door. I fixed myself a bit then switched off the night lights and switched on the lights and then went to open the door of our bedroom.

“Noor” I looked at her and smiled, “maa”

“Come down” I nodded, I closed the door carefully because he was still sleeping and I don’t want to disturb his sleep, he already came late home yesterday night and looked so tired.

“Your sargi” I was actually amazed how she kept everything, she made for me, an overwhelming feeling hit me, this was going to be my first Karva Chauth, I had to keep fast until we see the moon. “You have to eat this before sunrise and you have to keep the fast” I nodded and smiled at her. I went took her blessings and took the full big plate of sargi back to my room. I was kind of excited and I had an unknowing loving overwhelming feeling inside.

I opened the door slowly and saw Jeonghan sanding near the window, I was surprised for a second and then slowly closed the door. “Hannie” I called out his name and kept the thali on the table near our bed. He turned to look at me, “Noor” he smiled at me.

“Maa gave you sargi?” I nodded and sat on the bed. I let out a sigh, he came near me, “why are you sighing? You don’t want to keep the fast?” I shook my head, “no, it’s not like that” I gave him a look. I was feeling excited and overwhelming because it’s my first time. He shrugged off and then said “you know these look tasty?” I nodded. “Maa made these” I smiled looking at everything she made. She made gobhi stuffed paratha, paneer ki sabji, kheer, she kept few almonds, fruits, sewai with almonds and dates, coconut water. I saw Jeonghan pick up the bowl which had kheer, I looked at him with a confused face.

“What? I want to taste as well” I gave him a confused look and he took bites after bites. “You know it’s very tasty” I was looking at him in disbelief, he was eating my sargi!!

“Jeonghan, she made this for me, it’s MINE” I was about to get up and snatch it from him, “Okay okay, Noor calm down.” He gave me a bite of kheer. It was tasty, ah, I miss my home where I used to make kheer for myself.

After I ate the kheer, Jeonghan took out the paratha and panner ki sabji, he gave the plate to me after serving. “Awww, hardworking Jeonghan, why aren’t you sleeping and sitting here for me?” I looked at him, he looked at me, and I could see the love his eyes held for me. “Because I don’t want my dear wife to feel lonely while eating her sargi alone” I smiled at him. “But you came home late, and you should get some rest.”

“You’re more important for me Noor” and he pinched my cheeks, I looked at him, almost flustered because what he did. “Jeong-Jeonghan stop” I tried looking away but he was just infront of me.

I started eating the paratha, “Let me taste this as well”

“You ate my kheer already and I had two to three bites hardly, and now you want to eat my paratha as well” I pouted, and I saw him eating it. “You’re insane”

“How can you say that to your husband Noor” and before I could say anything, he kissed me. I was taken aback.

Everything I ate, Jeonghan wanted to taste and we ended up eating half- half of everything. He claimed he wanted to taste everything. I wonder why would this guy even wake up.

Sometimes I wonder, what did I deserve to get him, he always tells me how much he loves me and gives me everything I need, the warmth, the comfort, he understands me and respects me and my decisions; he never questioned me in anything and always supported me in everything.

How everything slowly fit together, when we fell in love, I never thought I would end up with him the way I wanted, it’s not even a year since we get married but each day, he fills my life with more and more happiness as if last seven years were not enough for him to keep me happy.

I couldn’t believe he actually came to talk to my parents to talk about our married with his parents, the fact his parents always knew and supported him. And knowing me, I still had a hard time to accept that I was with him infront of my parents in the end, I decided to tell them before I actually got married and left my home.

I couldn’t thank god any more or less for giving me Jeonghan, as mine.

I had the last bite of apple and heard Jeonghan say, “look, it’s sunrise” I smiled at him.

“Good morning Jeonghan”

“Good morning wifey” and he kissed my forehead.

“I should go get ready and have breakfast” he gave me a teasing smile. I just shook my head, this guy is so annoying at times yet I love him so much. “Yes, go have breakfast. Eat whatever you want.”

“aur tum fast rakhogi aaj meri jaan” (and you will be keeping the fast my love) he and his teasing, I am so done.

“You don’t have work today right?” I shook my head, “No, I took a leave”

“Sadly, your husband couldn’t take a leave and have to go for work today.”

“Of course, you should go and work, and you ate my half sargi. NO WAIT you almost had full of my sargi” I gave him a side look, “You look so adorable” he pinched my nose lightly and I looked at him in disbelief. He got up from the sofa and left.

I looked at the time, it was 5:26 am. I went down to keep the plate and everything. It was almost time for breakfast. I went down and saw mom already in kitchen.

“Noor” she called my name as soon as I stepped inside the kitchen, “what are you doing here?”

“Help you in breakfast like the way I do” she turned to look at me and stopped me from helping her, “No need, you should rest today.” she paused for a second and spoke “it’s sunrise already and you’re fasting. You would be on rest today and since you aren’t going for work today so just rest.”

“But-”

“No, but Noor, go back to your room and leave this here” she told me in the softest way possible.

I kept the plates and went back to my room. I saw Jeonghan sitting on his bed, I walked towards him and sat on bed. “Did mom kick you out from the kitchen?” and he started laughing. I just looked at him, and then nodded and the moment he stopped laughing he said “My dear workaholic wife, it’s fine to take a day off at times. You manage work and home both and help my mom as well in her chores that’s why it’s not wrong to take a small break for a day atleast.” He held my hand.

“I wish I could postpone the meetings I have today, and spend my day with you”

“Jeonghan it’s fine” I smiled at him.

“You taking day off is not normal, and at times we don’t get enough time to spend with eachother, sometimes I feel I should quit being a ceo and you should work and earn for family”

“You’re speaking as if you’re not rich and would die if both of us stop working.” I told him teasingly.

He suddenly pulls me closer and our faces were inches apart, “You speak way too much at times, I can make you quit as well and we can go to vacation for months so, stop tempting me for doing that”

I slightly pushed him, “you are such a tease”

“but you look so pretty in this olive green kurti and patiyala”

“Jeonghan you- I am so done. Can you leave for work already? Please?”

“Really Noor, you look the prettiest in this, I personally love this set of yours”

“When are you leaving Jeonghan?” he again pinched my cheeks and then kissed me.

[1:30 pm]

“Your mehendi looks so pretty Noor” I smiled at Nishi, “All thanks to you” I smiled at her. I might start loving Jeonghan’s sister more than Jeonghan loves her. He always loved her so much and now I see why he loves and adores her so much. She’s lovely. “You can ask bhaiya to search for something here” “Huh?” I asked her and she just smiled.

“And you’re done Noor” she fixed my dupatta. “Finally, I’m done, I want to go and sit on balcony” she nodded and I got up.

“Noor” I stopped my feet, when I heard maa’s voice, “yes?”

“You’re done?” I nodded, “Jeonghan is also back early today” I smiled hearing his name, well, I did miss him. When do I not miss him, it’s normal for me to miss him like this. “Are you going back your room?” I shook my head, “I wanted to go to balcony and wait for the mehendi to dry up”

“Okay, he was searching for you” I looked puzzled and then looked at the time, “It’s lunch time, he came to have lunch at home?”

“He said he already ate, and came home after that” I nodded, he said he had important meetings, maybe he was done. I walked towards my room and spotted Jeonghan coming out of our room. “so, here you are” I was walking carefully because of my mehendi, I don’t want this to mess up.

He came closer to me, “looks like you’re finally done” I nodded and smiled at him

“You’re back early” he stepped closer to me, I took a step back. He was looking at my hands, and yes I was suspecting him into pulling something right now, you can never trust him with his pranks and I could see him planning something.

“Jeonghan” I called his name

“I am wondering about your mehendi” this husband of mine.

“Jeonghan, no. you ain’t touching this mehendi”

“I wanna mess this up so bad”

“Jeonghan-” he was stepping closer, I need to run away or this devil guy will annoy me again, I quickly turned back and started running, I wanted to go back to balcony and sit there peacefully but Jeonghan.

“Noor, stop, don’t run” did I look like a fool that I would stop because he wants me and my mehendi is not even dried up, it’s fresh. It takes minimum three to four hours to dry up, and he wanted to mess up with me; I ain’t letting him do that.

Back when we were campus couple, he wasn’t pulling out pranks and he wouldn’t even tease like he does now, in his defence he said since I am with him and officially his wife he can tease me all he wants.

My mind was still, how he looked so beautiful maroon sherwani during our wedding, that smile when my hand was given to him, he looked so precious, I just wanted to protect his smile always and wanted to continue being the reason of his smile.

That one smile changed everything, and now here we are, husband and wife.

I was suddenly pulled by my arm and I was in his embrace in another second. My hands were safe, nothing happened to my dear mehendi and here he was holding me in his embrace tightly, his hands were holding me securely. “I wouldn’t dare to mess up with your mehendi noor, how could I do that”

I lifted my face too see him, “Jeonghan…”

“Meri jaan, I was just teasing you because I love teasing you, but I wouldn’t dare to do this. You look so cute when you runaway from me.”

“Jeonghan… we are not in our room” I was hesitating because what if someone saw us, “and we are married, I can do anything I want and this is my house” this guy, he is impossible.

“I don’t want to let you go when you are finally in my embrace.” His hand was on my head, and my head was pressed on his chest, I could hear his heartbeat, it was just like me.

After few seconds, he let go of me carefully. “Where were you heading to?” “Balcony, I wanted to sit there, because I had nothing to do and since I am getting a bit sleepy, I rather go sit there and read something.” he fixed my dupatta and held my shoulder. “let’s go” I looked at him and he was careful with my mehendi, he is such a tease and I love this tease so much.

We got into our bedroom and he closed the door, I was standing behind him, without taking any more step. He turned to look at me, “You should know whenever you wear this type of kurti and patiyala and a dupatta with it, you look like you came down from heaven, look at yourself now.” He took me towards the mirror and he was standing beside me, “you look the best in green, no matter how many times I tell you, nothing changes the fact.” I looked at us, he was holding my shoulder delicately, he was in casuals now, grey sweatshirt and sweatpants. He was looking at me, I could see it through the mirror.

I turned to look at him, “Jeonghan” his hands were on my shoulders, “Yes?”

“I love you” he looked surprised, well it’s not me who always tells him how much I love him or adore him, it’s always him. I can’t say it on his face, it takes time for me to say. He quickly kissed me on my lips, I was still looking at him, “stop being so adorable or else your mehendi would be ruined because I am holding back my urge to kiss you and pull you in my arms right now.” I laughed at him and laughed as well. The sound of his laugh is the most comforting one.

He took me to the bed, “you can get some sleep, I will stay here and take care of your mehendi.” I looked at him with a confused face, how did he even know that I am getting sleepy, “it’s okay, Hannie”

“You must be sleepy because of fasting and I bet you were the one who did everyone’s mehendi first and then yours was done in the end.”

How did he know?

“I just know you Noor, I know you.” she smiled at me. Since I couldn’t use my hands, he took my dupatta and kept it on the bed, and helped me to adjust. Since I was still in sitting position, he pulled the comforter to cover half of me.

How can he be such a loving husband, when I started dating him, I never thought I would get such an loving husband and will discover this side of him as well, because back then he was just full of fun and brainy guy, I never saw this coming.

“You can get a nap, Noor. It’s fine trust me.” he got up from the bed and gave me a forehead kiss.

[5:10 pm]

“Noor, noor. Wake up”

“Noor”

I slowly opened my eyes, I saw the lights on and Jeonghan’s face inches apart while he was holding my face softly. Did I really fall asleep? “What’s the time Jeonghan?”

“It’s 5:10 pm already, you need to take this off as well, right?” his another hand was holding mine.

“OH MY GOD YES” I was about to get up in a hurry but he held my hand, “slow down Noor, it’s fine. There’s no hurry and mom didn’t come yet. You’ve time to get ready and I think you already have everything you need today.” I nodded, remembering mom came few days ago and gave me the lehenga and saree, she told me to wear whatever I feel like. That saree was pretty one though, wearing a lehenga, umm.

I slowly got up and went to get over with my mehendi, because it’s fully dried up. After I came back to my room, I saw Jeonghan taking out my saree and jewellery. “Jeonghan” I saw him standing infront of our closet.

I walked towards him, and hugged him from back. “Noor” and he turned to look back at me, his loving eyes were the first thing I ever fell for. He removed the strands of my hair and tugged them behind my ears which were covering my face. “Are you feeling, okay?” I nodded, “Are you sure?” I nodded again, “meri jaan�� and kissed my forehead.

He should know that I can never get used to these two words whenever he calls me ‘meri jaan’ I feel like I melt then and there, the way he calls me ‘meri jaan’ it feels like he makes me melt with his voice.

“You should get ready because I will get ready as well, and I took out the saree maa gave to you, because I felt like maybe you want to wear saree tonight.”

“How do you know everything I want to do Hannie~”

“Okay, now go get ready and I will check what will I wear.” I nodded and let go of his waist. I turned around and was about to go towards the bed because he kept my everything there, but he suddenly pulled me by my arm. I collided with his chest lightly, he held both my hands, “your mehendi looks so pretty and the colour looks so beautiful” he was tracing the mehendi design, “Jeonghan, I need to get ready” I slightly pushed him and left him there. I heard his chuckle from back.

After few minutes, I was almost ready and walked back to the room, I still had to fix my saree and check the pleats if they are done or not. The moment I looked up, my eyes met with Jeonghan, he was looking so beautiful in white kurta. The colour looked so nice on him; I was in awe. It’s very rare to see Jeonghan in traditions and this happens only in occasions which is still rare for me to see him like this.

I was awestruck.

I walked towards him slowly. he was wearing white kurta and it was looking beautiful because of the embroidery on the collar. I almost couldn’t take my eyes off him. “Noor” he called me name and I walked closer to him.

“Yes?” he suddenly knelt down and patted his thighs, I was confused for a second then I saw him holding my payal, “tumhari payal meri jaan” I was so flustered, oh god, this man, yes my husband is making me go insane.

I gently gave my leg and he put the payal around very gently. Once he was done, he stood up “and it’s done” he smiled at me. I got ready, I wore my kajal and eyeliner, and applied lipstick. Once I was done then I did my hair, I did half braid quickly. I looked at the mirror and saw Jeonghan smiling at me through the mirror. I picked up my earrings and wore it. I was done and suddenly Jeonghan came closer, the close proximity, his breaths were hitting my bare neck, more over because I was wearing a blouse today rather than the kurti I wear usually. He leaned towards the dressing table and picked up a chain, I was about to turn to look at him but then he held my shoulders and stopped me from moving. “Don’t move”

He put the chain on my neck very carefully, then gave a quick peck on my neck. I was taken aback because of this sudden act, “this is for you. I wanted to give this to you today” I turned to look back at him and hugged him tight. I would literally tear up because of the love and affections he gives me.

We heard a knock on my door and I went to open the door, “maa”

“you look so pretty and Jeonghan you’re ready as well” she smiled at us, she held my cheeks and gave me a kiss on my cheeks. I smiled at her, “now let’s go down and let’s do the remaining rituals” I nodded and we went downstairs.

I saw everyone sitting there, I walked carefully along with Jeonghan. After going down I saw, the way everything was kept and decorated, we had to decorate the kalash and other things. Once everything was done, and kept in the thali (a big plate), we had to go the terrace, because we would see the moon there.

After few minutes, the moon came out. I heard maa “the moon is here” then I went to pick up my thali which was on the table and had my head covered with pallu. Then I had to lit up the diya, then kept the diya on the Chhanni then while looking at the moon through the chhannie I had to pour the water from the kalash. Then after keeping the empty kalash on the other side, then I turn to look at Jeonghan and the moment I looked at him, I saw him holding a chhanni and looking at me. I was surprised to see him holding a chhanni and looking at me, “Jeonghan yeh kya kar rahe ho?” (Jeonghan what are you doing?)

“Wahi jo tumhne aaj mere liye kiya hai”

I was still confused, what was he trying to say, “meri jaan” and once again he goes with ‘meri jaan’ “fast rakha hai tumhare liye meri jaan” (I kept the fast for you my love)

I was taken aback, he kept fast for me and I didn’t know.

“this is the first time Jeonghan ever kept fast for anyone, and you’re the one for whom he kept the fast, this shows how much he loves you” I heard maa say this while completing and almost breaking her fast, she was almost done.

“Ab mujhe yeh chaand ko dekhne ki zaroorat nehi kyunki mujhe apni chaand mil gai hai”

“Jeonghan…” how could he just say these words so casually, I was tearing up slowly.

“Ho gaya? Kyunki mujhe abhi bhook bhi lagi hai” I nodded trying not to tear up.

I had to take out the diya from the chhanni and keep it on the thali and chhanni on the table. After that I had to do the arti, once done I smiled at him and he smiled at me. he take the kalash from the thali and helps me drink the water and I do the same. And now I had to hold the thali and bow down, but before I could bow down after fixing my pallu, Jeonghan was quick to touch my feet and I was in disbelief. How could he do, and he didn’t let me touch his feet. He took the kaju katli, from the thali and gives me a bite, I saw him checking out our sides and suddenly he comes closer and takes a bit of the kaju katli as well, our lips touch and he pressed his lips more.

I was too flustered to even react, once he takes a step back, he could see how flustered I was. What if maa saw us, what if- I turn to look at my sides, and no one was here, not maa, papa aur Nishi. They all left and it was just us. I let out a small relief sigh, Jeonghan is insane.

“you’re insane, tum kuch bhi karte ho kahin pe bhi” I looked at him,

“Haan, I’m insane because of you” he took a pause before speaking, “pata nehi hai tumko?” and then he kissed my forehead, and says, “lambi umar k liye sirf tum hi kyun dua maango chaand se, maine bhi maang li aaj chaand se tumhare liye lambi umar meri jaan” he took another pause, “jisse ki hamari dono ki lambi umar ho aur mai tumhe issi tarah pyaaar kar sakun hamesha hamesha k liye” I was feeling overwhelmed and couldn’t resist anymore, why was he like this. I quickly gave him a peck. I wanted to love him more than he loves me

He smiled at me and says “Let’s go down now, I’m hungry” we were about to leave and maa comes and says “tumdono ka romance khatam ho gaya ho toh khane chalen?” and all of us burst out laughing and I got so shy.

Jeonghan held my shoulders and we went down, before going down he says, “tujhme raab dikhta hai yaara mai kya karu”

“I love you so much Noor” and kissed my cheeks.

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lushcious-bianca · 5 days ago

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🔮and 🦢 for your ask game!

bianca’s ask game

—thank you for asking! <33

🔮 Impending Future

how do you think you will react to moments you have scripted for the future in any of your drs?

★ | most likely mortified by the mess I’ve created or extremely excited 😭 I scripted I don’t remember any scenarios I scripted so it happens and I have no clue what’s coming.

in my kpop drs, when I see all sorts of drama I scripted (I’m ngl I just scripted there’s drama, dating, etc so it would be more fun) so when I see idols dating or having fights or that kind of stuff, I’m going to be so shocked.

I’m lowkey really main character / y/n (as embarassing as it is) in my kpop drs so when my group / I win awards, I’m going to be so excited and surprised. Like when APT (a song I scripted I sing instead of rosé 😭) wins an award at the MAMA awards 2024, I’m going to be shocked and literally about to cry. When APT is going viral, I will be so surprised I swear. And anytime my group wins awards in my group drs, I’m just going to be freaking out in excitement and crying.

🦢 Graceful Swan

is there any moments in your dr where you are the epitome of grace or elegance? are you graceful in your dr? what are some of your least graceful and clumsy moments?

★ | in one of my own gg drs (concept is elegant; think ive), I basically embody white swan aura. Like I’m extremely elegant and graceful and one of my titles is the white swan of kpop.

2. ★ | I’m graceful in most of my drs. In my k-pop drs, I’m mainly graceful. In some of my drs where I have powers and fight and stuff, not so much.

3. ★ | in the drs where I’m not very graceful, I have some very interesting moments. In my dragon dr, I fall off my dragon once or twice (in a heroic yet embarassing way), get hit and knocked over several times by my dragon’s tail and slip on hay in the stables where the dragons are kept (that does NOT only happen in the cartoons I swear). In my hogwarts dr, when I enter the chamber of secrets and am running from the basilisk, I slip and fall right on my face because the ground is so wet and slippery.

—thank you for reading!

#reality shifting #shifting #shifting blog #shifting community #shifting diary #shifting motivation #shiftblr #shifting antis dni #kpop shifting

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misguidedasgardian · 2 years ago

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The lovely Hallows (I.I)

I. Diagon Alley

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Chapter Summary: Your godmother takes you to buy your list of things for Hogwarts, is it a nightmare, luckily, you find your best friend

Pairings: Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader (platonic), reader is a reader insert EXCEPT FOR her last name, I need something to call her by, except for that, she is un-described

Warnings: Cursing, magical objects, Mugglephobia (?), that is what i’m going to call for racism against muggles 😂😂with Draco we are going to have a lot of that

Wordcount: 3.0 k

Notes: I’m so excited for this, it took a lot of thinking because first they are children and it’s kinda boring, but I love Harry Potter! I’m a late Potterhead bloomer haha, anyways… here they are!

Your godmother was more excited than you when she woke you up the very day before school starts. You needed to go to Diagon Alley to pick up your things for your first school year. So you got dressed in a nice skirt, blouse and sweater, and she grabbed your hand as you used the Flu powders inside the house’s chimney

The apparition was immediate and just like that, you were in Diagon Alley, your godmother immediately summoned a handkerchief from her sleeve and wiped your face from any cinder or ash.

You had accompanied her to the Alley before, and you walked through the busy street as looked in awe at the owls, the wands and cauldrons, and this time, they will finally going to belong to you

“I want nothing but the best for my little niece”, you heard your aunt speak out loud, “for her first year at Hogwarts”, many families were walking up and down the alley with smiles on their faces, many first years, and some older, you saw the Weasley family from afar, they were very identifiable with their bright red heads.

You entered the store they just left, for your books, as your godmother gave the list to the store clerk, and as he handed her the books, she started passing them on to your poor house elf that had come with you to help with the shopping. The pile of books became too much, surpassing the poor servant, and you had to take the rest, soon they surpassed you too.

And you exited the store without being able to look at anything.

Luckily Meek teleported itself back to your house, to leave the books, came back to you to grab yours and repeated the action.

“Thank you”, the elf didn’t speak much, he just nodded and apparated out and back again

“Can I get the nimbus 2000?”, you asked your godmother, “please? I’ve been saving coins…”

“You cannot my dear”, she said, pushing you down the street, “we were reminded that first years cannot bring their own broomsticks, maybe for next year”, and it sounded silly, but you wanted to cry, it meant that no quidditch for you

You bought in other stores the brass scale, a telescope (of course the black one with silver details), the cauldron and a beautiful set of antique crystal phials, now you were only missing your wand, and your familiar, and for the last one, you really wanted an owl, even though your godmother had given you that look, she preferred a cat, they were cleaner, but you promised you would clean after your owl.

So when you looked up at your godmother, and found her distracted speaking to an old friend she encountered, you took the opportunity to grab your small purse, and enter the first owlery that was closest to you.

The store was a little bit run down, and you immediately got hit by a strong smell of bird waste and hay, and the hoots of the beautiful birds, you look at each and every one of them, they were big, small and medium sized, brown ones, even a beautiful snow white one… but a big set of orange eyes caught your eyes

“Are you here to choose your familiar little girl?”, an old man said behind a wooden desk, making you jump, “A owl?”, you nodded, enthusiastically, looking back at your aunt through the glass, she was still speaking to that friend, “Owls are fascinating creatures, very smart, and this ones are already trained to fetch letters and packages”, he said, he pointed to a Barn owl with huge black eyes

“Yeah, I love them”, you said, admiring the bird, but your gaze returned to a silvery cage, at the back of the store, as you looked closely, you noticed those enchanting orange eyes belonged to a big black owl, it’s feathers were ruffled, and she looked a little scruffy, but she was gorgeous, the store manager followed your gaze and smiled nervously

“She is… strange”, the Owl handler said, and you looked at him, “but you felt a bond didn’t you?”, and you nodded

“I want that one”, you said, and he only nodded, walking towards the back of the store and brought you the magnificent creature

“She is a Southern white-faced owl, but with a strange condition that is called melanism, turn her feathers black you see”, he explained, and she was so beautiful, “Be careful little witch, she bites”, he said, concern when you opened her cage, and he was amazed when the bird let you touch her feathery head

“I’ll take her”, you said with a wide smile

You got out of the shop holding the cage with difficulty, and when you saw your godmother’s face, you knew you had made the right choice

“What is that?”, she asked, pointing at your familiar

“my owl, I just bought it, do you like it?”, you asked simply

“That is not…”, she wanted to fight you but when she saw your “innocent” smile, she knew it was a lost battle already, “I love her”, he said, with a weird fake smile, she sneaked a finger through the bars to pet her, and she bit her

“She bites”, I warned, clearly late, and she just scowled at me

“Let’s get going”, she said, losing her short patience, and you walked behind her, happily

“Miss, let me take that for you”, said Meek, the house elf sworn to your family, but to make the task easy, you opened the cage and let your own perch on your shoulder.

“Thank you”, you said with a shy smile, and then you directed your attention to your owl, how were you going to name her?

“Basilik!”, you heard, behind you, you turned to meet Draco, your very best friend

“Hey Draco”, you said, smiling softly, he reached you, walking down the alleyway, and his mother walked right behind him.

“You got your familiar I see, my father bought me an Eagle Owl, fearsome creature”, he said

Draco eyed your big black owl, with round orange eyes

“Weird creature”, he admired, you giggled

“Be careful!”, you warned, when you saw him try to pet her, “She…”

“Au!”, Draco whined, looking at his bloodied finger

“... bites”, you said, smiling apologetically. Draco just glared at your owl and changed sides, walking to your left

“I heard we will have an unusual amount of mudbloods this year!”, he said, poking his tongue out in sign of disgust

“You are only acting like a tosser because you fear they might be better than you!”, you mocked, trying to change the subject. Draco was your best friend, but when he spoke like that of people, you felt guilty, your chest tightened, you didn’t liked it

“Yeah sure”, he said bitterly

“Here children, let’s go to Olivander’s”, said Narcissa, grabbing you both by the back of your necks to lead you to the most famous wand maker in the country

The man didn’t even doubt when it came to Draco, he nodded signaling you both to wait with his bony finger, and he went looking for his wand in the back of the store, when he returned, he had in his hand an spotless black box, when it opened, it revealed a perfect shaped wand with a silver handle

“10 inches, hawthorn wood, unicorn core”, he resumed, offering the wand to Draco, he took it, you saw concentration in his hand and the entirety of the wand shined with a golden light. He nodded with a smirk, he had found his wand and it looked like Olivander had made it for himself especially, but you guessed that it was it felt like to everybody

When you looked at the wand maker, he was looking right at you.

“Let’s try this one”, he directed himself to a shelf behind him, he came back with a whitish box in his boney hands

I grabbed the wand he was offering me, it was strange looking, I gave it a wave and a complete book case fell off the wall. You gasped, dropping the wand like it burned

“Too unyielding”, he said, not even surprised, “strange”, because I was with Draco, he believed me to be deserving of an unyielding wand? I didn't even know what that meant. He looked at you one more time, giving it some thought, and then he went to the back of the store.

The wand he offered you looked like an ordinary branch picked up from under a tree, you grabbed it in your hand gently, you pointed at no place in particular, and the single flower that was in a pot nearby, died, like immediately, your owl in your shoulder hoot nervously, flapping its wings hitting you in the face

“NO!”, he said quickly, taking the wand from your hand

“Sorry”, I whispered, even if it wasn’t my choice. His cloudy eyes met your face one more time, he seemed to be deeply analyzing you

“Let’s see”, he said, waggling his finger, he grabbed a box from a pile on his desk, and he gave it to you, it was a dark brown wand, it look like two branches had come together, twirling, melted together, the handle had metallic details imbedded in the wood. It was quite breathtaking

You held it and you looked at it, you felt as it had a life on it’s own, and it had taken to you, it shined just like draco’s

“Funny”, the man muttered, looking at you through his piercing blue eyes, “I just sold one just like this one, to the little boy before you, it’s twelve and half inches, very pliant, maple wood, dragonstring core”, he resumed, “the maple wood is considered for adventurous wizards, it will polish and nurture itself as greater it becomes, just like the witch learns new spells”, he said, and you felt pretty proud, this was your wand, it was pretty cool, and the dragonstring core it turned it even cooler

“Thank you Sr”, you said with a wide smile, admiring your wand

“Remember little witch, the wand chooses the wizard, this wand called me this morning, knowing her owner was close”, he smiled and you, and you thanked him

“What a bunch of bollocks”, mocked Draco just as you closed the door of Ollivander’s behind you, “you don’t believe that do you?”, he mocked

“I don’t know, sounds pretty cool to me”, you giggled.

As we were walking down the street, Narcissa and my Godmother behind us, we almost collided with an entire family that was coming out of an old bookstore

“Careful!”

“Auch!”

“Look where you are going!”, many words were exchanged, not in the best of tones and when you made sure your owl was still perched on your shoulder, you looked up and you found yourself meeting with the Targaryen family

“Targaryen”, greeted Draco, but squinting his eyes and scrunching his nose, like when he did when he didn’t like something in particular

“Malfoy”, the smallest of the three, Aemond, took a step forwards to face him

“Narcissa”, what it looked like to be their mother, showed up behind them, placing her trembling hands on the shoulders of her two older children

“Alicent dear”, you looked up at aunt Narcissa and she was wearing one of those fake smiles that made you cringe, like when you two had done something mischievous but we were in front of someone else and she had to wait to get home to punish us

“Draco has gotten so big”, admired the auburn haired woman, who look as constipated as Narcissa did, even though they were at her house only yesterday

“I believe your youngest starts tomorrow as well?”, she asked

“Yes, Aemond”, she said, “Well only little Daeron is left, but he will start next year”

You looked at the strange looking children, they had even more silver hair than Draco, you’ve hair it was a common trait amongst really pure blooded wizards. The only girl catch you staring and smiled at you, you smiled back

“I’m Helaena”, she was just in front of you so nobody else heard, “she is cute”, she said, she moved a finger to caress my still nameless owl and for your surprise, she didn’t try to bite her

“Thank you, I’m (Y/N)”, you said smiling

“I’m in Hufflepuff, but I think you are going to be in Slytherin”, she muttered

“How do you know?”, you whispered, but you were interrupted, as the adults were saying their goodbyes

“I’ll see you around”, the strange interacted ended before it began, and suddenly you were being dragged again by your Godmother trough Diagon Alley

“My father says they are all blood traitors”, Draco said mockingly, whispering in your ear

“What do you mean?”, you asked back

“They are known for associating with mudbloods and muggles”, he said with that disgusted face you feared was going to get stuck on his face. “Their older sister, Rhaenyra, married a mudblood, Harwin Strong”, he mocked, “It’s embarrassing really, is even more embarrassing the fact that they practiced inbreeding for many generations”, you didn’t know what to make of that

“Oh”, you looked back to watch the three silver heads walking in the opposite direction, they didn’t look like traitors to you, they didn’t look weird to you, but you didn’t dare to say anything

“We have an appointment with the tailors, sweety”, called my Godmother, “to make your robes for school”, she said excitedly, squeezing your shoulders, “and for merlin’s sake, put that bird away!”, she screeched, Meek appeared by your side with the cage and you reluctantly gave away your owl.

And you turned to one less busy street, and soon you were before an impressive seamstress shop, elegant and classy. A small bell rang when you entered, and behind a counter a lady with dark hair, glasses and a handmade suit were waiting for you

“Ah! Narcissa darling! so good to see you! Is that Draco? a good little man he has become”, her voice was thunderous and high pitched, it made you want to cover your ears

“Isn’t he? we are here to get his robes for his first years at Hogwarts”, she said proudly, and then, she looked down at you

“And who is this sweetling?”

“(Y/N) Basilik”, presented your aunt

“She is so delicious, come, come!”,

And as this lady placed you and Draco in a literal pedestal and took your measures, pieces of fabric flied from the shelved and to your body, you giggled when a turmoil of thread, fabrics, and silver needled all guided by that woman dressed you in your school uniform

“Will they go to Slytherin?”, she asked

“Of course”, is the only thing you heard

Then Narcissa took you to a Belgium tea shop, where of course Draco and you indulged in Belgium chocolate, drinking it, and eating as much as you could.

And then your godmother took you home

You lived in her house, mansion more like it, your godmother was a close friend of your family, your mother’s sister, and she was named your godmother when you were born.

And when your parents died, she became your guardian, she took you in when you were barely a baby, your father on his side had no known relatives, and your mother only had her after her parents passed when you were little. And you were being raised in your family home.

She has given you a comfortable life, your family lineage on your mother’s side assure her, you and many generations to come would live comfortably without having to work a day in your life.

Your aunt liked to move in amongst pure-bloods, amongst wizarding royalty, and that is how you were brought up, with Draco as your best friend, living in luxury.

You liked this life

Your parents died when you were barely a baby, in the first Wizarding war, they said they were death eaters, but your aunt never liked to discuss it, and you didn’t want to even ask. You felt something was wrong, she’d say she will tell you about it when you are older

So you never asked again.

Deep down you preferred, living comfortably in a gray line between wrong and right, light and darkness, goodness and evil

But you didn’t want to dwell on this.

Tomorrow, you started at Hogwarts.

School for witchcraft and wizardry

You were excited, so excited you could barely sleep.

Tomorrow your godmother was taking you to King Cross station to take the Hogwarts express, you always liked trains, you were looking forward to it.

You were longing to burst out of that bubbled your aunt has created around you, you wanted to meet new people, make friends, but most of able, you were dying to learn spells, use magic, make potions, you were looking forwards to it

Your owl hooted by the window where you placed her cage, and you looked at her huge orange eyes. How were you going to name her?

Umbra

It meant shadow in Romanian

You liked that, she looked like a shadow, perched in her silver cage.

You were so nervous you actually prepared everything for the next day, what you were going to wear, you prepared your trunk with all the things you had bought, you couldn’t wait, you were so excited.

Tomorrow, it was going to be the start of a new life.

#misguidedhogwarts #slytherin house #slytherin!aemond #slytherin #aemond targaryen x reader #aemond targaryen #aemond x oc #harry potter crossover #harry potter fanfiction #house of the dragon fanfiction #hbo house of the dragon #house targeryen

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stars-n-spice · 11 months ago

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Ask game! 6, 20, 30, 38 pls 🌑

Of course! Thank you for sending the ask :D

6: Which Batcher would you want to be your coworker at your irl job?

I am unfortunately unemployed,, lmao. Technically a full-time student and a housemaid so if we're going off that then I would say I'd want Echo to be my 'coworker' because I think he'd be more than willing to give a helping hand (or scomp, lol) when and if I should need it. But if we're talking like what I hope to be doing in the future which is whatever thing that has to do with screenwriting, teaching, or creative writing; I'm going with Tech. I think Tech and I would get along very well because we're both on the spectrum and we could just like parallel play and be cool with just that.

20: Which Batcher has the 'weirdest' taste in music?

Unrelated note, Echo is a k-pop fan and I'll die on this hill (and he's a Broadway fan). I think the person who has the 'weirdest' taste in music is probably Tech and I say 'weirdest' in the sense that he will listen to whatever genre. He simply does not care. You shuffle his liked songs and you feel like you're having a stroke. It's a mix of old dad rock that Hunter and Wrecker enjoy, it's the punk and emo shit Crosshair listens to, there's some old/first-gen K-pop in there, he listens to Los Panchos and Vicente Fernández. County? Sure, why not? He's a big fan of Beyoncé. He knows all the words to Rap God. He listens to Broadway songs and game OSTs. Omega makes him listen to those fan songs of video games. Catch him crying and listening to Mitski at 3 am in the morning. I could go on and on.

30: Tell me a random headcannon you have about Omega.

A random headcanon I have about Omega is that she has a good night routine. Like the book "Goodnight Moon" before she hits the hay she says goodnight to anything and everything. Of course she starts out with her brothers–"Good night Hunter. Good night Echo. Good night Tech. Good night Wrecker."–Then she goes on her personal items and Gonky–"Good night Lula. Good night trooper. Good night Gonky."–Then the ship and surrounding things–"Good night Marauder. Good night stars. Good night planets."–and then when everything is said and done and everything is silent she'll stare out into space and whisper, "Good night Crosshair."

38: What color do you associate with each Batcher?

Ooh, this is a fun one! Honestly, my answers are super basic, but eh. For Hunter, it's red, mainly because he's the squad leader and one of the main colors of the squad is red so automatically he gets that. While he does look good in teal, I think red's his color. For Echo it's a deep blue, mainly because of his time spent with the 501st but also because it's a calming color and Echo is just someone you'd want to be around to feel calm and safe. For Wrecker it's yellow; the color I associate with any positive/bubbly character for obvious reasons, but also it's my sister's favorite color and she's the sweetest person ever so I think it's a fitting color. It's a warm color and I'm sure he gives warm hugs <3 For Tech it's oranges/browns. Typically I tend to associate purple with 'smart' characters because of Donatello from TMNT, but orange/brown is just a more fitting color for Tech and I can't really describe why. Maybe it's the s2 armor? For Crosshair it's green because of his Imperial armor and I guess also because it symbolizes growth? In a sense? Also it's not one of my favorite colors, lol. For Omega, I associate her with teal colors. Something like the ones on her outfit from S1 but also because I love her so much and teal is my favorite color as well.

Here is the ask list if ya'll want to send me more asks ^^

#tbb ask game #ask game #tbb #tbb hunter #tbb wrecker #tbb echo #tbb tech #tbb crosshair #tbb omega

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the-whispers-of-death · 8 months ago

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desperate for any stone and mārīe interactions, so like any good writer, im just gonna. force it into existence.

maybe she has a break from school and is on the ranch a lot more with stone while sylvester's at work getting that bread

imagining her being super super hyped to spend time with her 2nd favorite dad in the whole world.... only to go to bed the previous day and sleep until noon

i really wanna say that they have both horses *and* ponies there. cuz she *begged* for them and theyre all named after MLP characters, sorry but my heart says its true

maybe shes not really allowed around the horses cause theyre still new and getting used to their new home and scared/nervous horses dont discriminate when bucking

imagining her being really really eager though and being a little nuisance and going "if you dont let me see the horsies it means you dont love me :(((" to stone

anyways she gets to go see said horsies. and feed them.

i feel like she'd be the type to try and help with like cleaning and transporting the hay and whatnot, only to be utterly useless but very, very enthusiastic about "helping" anyways

type of girl who'd befriend all of the farm cats. theyre all named after warrior cat cats. sorry. probably keeps bringing them inside, despite sylvester being mildly allergic and always scolding her afterwards

... imagining her getting horse riding lessons and. oh fuck. you know what happens at riding lessons... anyways stone looks away for a *second* and. oh f u c k

anyways imagine sylvester coming home after his 9-5, only to *not* be met with his bumbling daughter running up and yapping his ear off. first major red flag

second flag being... *why the fuck is stone so nervous and sweaty all of a sudden,,, hmmm*

"... love, whats---" "she fell off a horse, okay?????" "WHAT"

no idea how much this mischaracterizes him, but my hear says hes an awful medic for kids. too aware of his size, too aware he can make things worse, and worst of all, *scare* the kids

i wanna say mārīte is fine and only got a few bruises and just hit her head a little, but still got sentenced to the bed by stone. but still, sylvester aint happy. who would be? now poor guy's just stressing out over potential brain injury

"i leave you two alone for ONE day-- stone. look at me. *look at me*. bad boy. ugh. >:( unbelievable"

imagining him just going to the kitchen to make dinner afterwards, mood ruined and. oh.... *its... already made*

*cough* later its just... "baby.. dya wanna make up f'r me fully? wanna be a good boy f'r daddy again? 'm sorry for yellin' lovely... c'mon, come to me.. good.. thats a good boy" *cough*

~ rusty

Stone needs to be fucked real good to even think he can be forgiven for the grave mistake he made.

Stone's only a good medic for kid if he's Girl Dad!Stone (because of course he's not going to let a random stranger doctor his kid). But he's not Girl Dad!Stone here, he's Canon!Stone. And Canon!Stone has only ever patched up adult soldiers in his life until he met Sylvester and Mārīte.

All this to say, he's never going to look away ever again. But also, he probably most likely would've never looked away in the first place (can we say thank you to his paranoia??) but for this scenario, we'll just pretend he somehow doesn't have the insane amount of paranoia that would've led to him not taking his eyes off of Mārīte on a horse.

#tyler's asks #tyler's inbox #tyler answers asks #answering asks #asks #task force 141 oc #call of duty oc #cod oc #task force 141 oc: stone #call of duty oc: stone #cod oc: stone #other ocs #oc talk #rusty anon #:)

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meepyuupygal · 11 months ago

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Things, People and Media I've Admired :3 (Under Construction)

A non-exhaustive list that will be never-ending: People - My Boyfriend <3 - My Bestie <3 - Nana (Actress) - Song Hye-Kyo (Actress) - Madison Beer - Kesha - Killuada (YouTuber) - Jacob Geller (YouTuber) - Stephanie Soo (YouTuber)

TV Shows/Movies - Nana (anime) - Wotakoi: Love is for Otaku (anime) - Kimi ni Todoke (anime) - Babylon (anime) - KiKi's Delivery Service (Anime Movie) - Community (Sitcom) - Scott Pilgrim (US Movie) - Tangled (Animated Movie) - Aladdin (Animated Movie) - Kuch Kuch Hota Hai (Bollywood Movie) - 3 Idiots (Bollywood Movie) - Clark (Swedish TV Show) - The Glory (K-Drama) - What's Wrong with Secretary Kim (K-Drama) - Barbie: Princess Charm School (Animated Movie) Music Eurobeat (music genre) - Ride on Time (Eurobeat) - MAX <3 - Running In the 90s - Max Coveri - Koko Soko - SMiLE.dk EDM - Happy Hardcore (music genre) - Music by cYsmix - Music by Zedd (2014 me was obsessed) - Music by saradisk - Gyaru style music (Eurbobeat, EDM, transcend genres) (current obsession) I really like this album on soundcloud, if you wanna talk about gyaru music and style hit me up! as a baby gyaru I would love to talk about this lifestyle.

Classical (music genre) - Prokofiev: Romeo and Juliet, Op. 64, Act 1, Scene 2: Dance of the Knights - Paquita: Variation 5 Movie Soundtracks (music genre) - LaLaLand - Justin Hurwitz - Tron: Legacy - Daft Punk <3 Video Games - Night In The Woods - The Sims 4 - Stardew Valley (current obsession) - osu

#likelist #list #aboutme #intro post #hey #music #tvshow #movies #girlblogging #gal

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nihyunluvskookie · 2 years ago

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Eid with him~

“Jeonghan one shot”

Pairing: Yoon jeonghan x female reader

Genre: fluff [desi setting]

Warnings: no warnings

Word count: 1.4 K

Author’s Note: Well, another desi husband Jeonghan, and this time, it’s not that long hehe. It’s a small Eid setting. Jeonghan saying meri jaan >>>

please someone make him say these two words PLEASE 😭

Also, I love the name Noor, I just can’t stop using this name.

Eid Mubarak to everyone who’s celebrating!!

happy reading~

my desi imagines masterlist

“Noor, Noor, wake up” I felt Jeonghan’s fingers tracing my face, I opened my eyes slowly. I looked at the beautiful pair of eyes, “meri jaan” these two words oh god.

“What’s the time?” I asked still in a sleepy voice, his fingers were tracing my cheeks. “8:30 am” my eyes opened instantly, on realization. We need to leave by 9 am for our work respectively; I was about to wake up hurriedly “why didn’t you wake me up early Jeonghan? We’re going to be late, oh god”

“Noor” he caged me, “Jeonghan…”

“Aaj Eid hai, did you forget meri jaan. It’s a holiday” how could I forget about today, I sighed. I’ve been so busy with work lately, I forgot about Eid. “Eid Mubarak meri jaan” he tugged my hair behind my ears and smiled. The smile which reminds me I’m home, and he is my home.

“Eid Mubarak” he pulled me closer, my head was on his chest. “I need to get up Hannie and help maa in preparing everything.”

“You’re not working today, anymore. Enjoy Eid with resting today” he looked at me and I was looking at him. “You were so busy that you even forgot about Eid today Noor, how is that fair? That’s why go on rest mood and just enjoy Eid with us. Okay?” I nodded and he kissed my forehead.

I don’t remember for how long we cuddled and I got up from the bed once we heard the knock on our bedroom room. Jeonghan went to open the door and I went to take a shower. I was sure it was maa, probably came to wake us up for breakfast. I don’t remember sleeping past 8 am ever since I started working and specially after getting married. So, today waking up at almost 9 am was more than I could ever ask for, I actually needed this sleep and rest.

I wore a cream colour kurti and patiyala, I was searching for the dupatta but I couldn’t find it. I felt Jeonghan walking towards me, “are you searching for your dupatta again?” he can read me so smoothly. I nodded without looking back at him. I felt he came closer to me, his breaths were hitting me, I saw him taking out my dupatta from the upper self, I wondered when did I keep it there.

I turned to look at him, he was holding my dupatta, “yeh lo tumhara dupatta” I took it from him, “I don’t remember keeping it there” I whispered but he definitely heard it, “but I remember keeping it there.” I was looking at down then looked at him. He came closer and trapped me between his arms and wardrobe, “Jeonghan?”

“Haan meri jaan” my heart skipped beats because of him and his words. He leaned towards me, I almost stopped breathing and closed my eyes; I felt his breaths hitting my face and suddenly I felt a kiss on my cheeks and his fingers pinched my nose. “It’s too early for anything Noor” I opened my eyes instantly. He was giving me his famous teasing look with a smirk and a laugh. He teased me again.

I lightly pushed him, and put the dupatta on my shoulder, “You are so annoying, I’m going downstairs” and I heard him laugh.

After having breakfast, I asked maa if I could help her today and she insisted me to rest up today but I wanted to make, kheer for everyone and she finally gave up.

After making kheer for everyone, maa suggested me to apply mehendi. I was about to say no and help her in making dishes but she just insisted and I couldn’t say no to her. She even asked Nishi, my sister-in-law to apply it on me.

After sitting almost, for forty-five minutes, I was done. “and you’re done” she smiled at me. “thank you” she just gave me a look “I don’t take thank you from my best bhabi” I wish my hands were not filed with mehendi fully or else I would've given her a hug. A tight hug which she deserves.

“I lowkey want to see the reaction of Jeonghan when he will see your mehendi” I looked at her, “Why so?”

“Ask him to check your mehendi once dried up and everything” I was about to say something but I saw Jeonghan standing and leaning on the door. He smirked at me, and said “meri jaan” and I can never get it wrong, never ever. I was so flustered and he was so satisfied with it, his face said it all.

“Bhabi, you should go and rest up in your bedroom while wating for this to dry. You’ve a holiday anyway” I diverted my attention back to Nishi

“But”

“No buts, you work way too much and ask bhaiya to keep you company, he is just too jobless and wouldn’t mind to keep you company” she laughed “look at him, he can’t even take his eyes off you right now.” I looked at him and he was just smiling at us. “Sometimes I wonder how does he even work, like you know missing you during his work and I’ve never seen him so lovesick, the way he is for you. Honestly one day I thought he lost his mind when I saw him giggling at his phone and it turned out it was a video of you petting a kitten. He is such a lovesick”

“Stop Nishi” I was getting embarrassed.

“Sach me, aapko pata bhi hai, kitne der se dekh rahe the aapko, usnki jaan jo ho aap” I gave her a look again.

“Acha chalo, you’re done now and it looks like he is waiting for you, now go” I got up and walked towards the door, Jeonghan left the moment I got up from the sofa.

I walked towards our bedroom, I’ve no work anyways so I could just rest today. I entered and almost jumped in surprise, when I heard the voice “Looked like you enjoy Nishi’s company more than me, is that true meri jaan?” I almost got a heart attack.

“Jeonghan!” I looked at him, he was looking sulky, “You almost scared me.” I walked inside and heard him close the door. I didn’t look back and went to sit on the bed.

“You didn’t answer my question Noor” he came to sit beside me, this side of Jeonghan is so rare. “Well… you could tell your sister… to be less adorable and fun around me” I smiled at him

“Am I not fun?”

“Well not more than Ni-” and I couldn’t complete this because he kissed. He was holding my arms carefully, and kissed me more.

He was pressing his lips softly but more on my lips, his lips touched my lips for a brief moment which was meant for teasing, I know him very well, before he could tease me more, he pulled himself back, the feeling of his lips on mine made me miss and crave for more. I was about to pout but he spoke.

“You talk too much at times.” I was in shock, “You are the one who asked!”

“Yes yes I know still you were about to say you like Nishi more.” I was about to say something but he didn’t give me the chance to say anything and put a small gulab jamun inside my mouth, I couldn’t help but to enjoy the taste. I loved it, “You liked it?” I nodded, and he came closer to take a bite of the gulab jamun. I was in shock, he pressed his lips against mine again and this time, one of his hand was on my waist, supporting me from falling backwards on bed. He was the only support I had or else I would've lost balance because of his sudden kisses. This kiss was more like he was telling me, something. He looked satisfied and pulled back. “Gulab jamun is tasty, glad maa decided to make it today.” I was looking at him, and his thumb was caressing my lips, the urge to kiss him was more, why would he tease him. I was looking at his lips, probably unable to say anything more, “Jeonghan” my voice came out low and hoarsh, and in a blink he’s kissing me. Once, twice, until I’ve had a taste and a realization, that I’ll never have enough. He’s holding my waist and my arm, careful about the mehendi, which I almost forgot because of him. Suddenly he’s kissing me harder, harder like it’s a need right now. He kissed me until we are out of breath.

“Your lips taste sweet. Wish I could taste you more just like this.”

“I need to tell Seungcheol to stop giving you flirting ideas like this”

He could see how he flustered me, “you still get flustered everytime I kiss you”

“Eid Mubarak meri jaan”

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Final Project- "Hmong New Year"

For my final project for this class, I will be taking photos of end of the celebrations that Hmong people have. I will be mainly focusing on Hmong New Year celebrations held in the cities' fairgrounds. Ever since I was a child, I remember going to each one and having a great time there with family and friends.

I will be traveling from city to city and shoot photos of all different types of venders there. I will be taking photos of different types of Hmong clothes from tradition to a more modern look. As time have passed many new and different type of outfit style have changed. Many still wear tradition heavy clothing while some have moved to more a modern style.

There are different activities to experience at Hmong New Year and I hope to be able to capture every moment that truly captures the beauty and wonder of my people celebrations. From finding love to getting hit by sport balls.

Due many gangs related crime that have taken place in the past. The city has taken extra precautions to make sure no concealed weapon or drugs is taken into the fair grounds. Bags the surpassed 8inch by 5in were not allowed unless it was a clear bag or a maternity bag for children purposes.

After checking bags sizes, there will multiple lanes where metal detectors are set up to make sure you do not have any conceal weapon on your body.

You will head over to walk through thew metal detector. You will place all your items into a bowl and security will search them. As stated before, too many gangs related crimes have taken place, so the city is taking extra precautions to ensure safety for everyone

People from all over comes to California for new year, so there is always lots of people and families walking around the vendors to see what is being sold. They are always here to watch dance competitions, women pageant, and many more.

Medication is mostly sold in all the older Hmong women and men vendors. These are herbs and stones to help with health. Mostly eastern Asian culture use tree roots, plants, and stones to grin into dust for many health issues within the body or spiritually

Another big item sold at Hmong New Year is jewelry. Many of the older ladies are attractive to gold and jade. Most pieces are for fashion and to enhance your beauty, however there is some pieces that rea meant for spiritual protection.

Korean and Japanese popular characters and anime merchandise are always sold at Hmong New Years. From what I remember, it has recently gotten popular over the last 5 years. Most venders sell well known anime characters and K-POP posters and albums.

One thing about Hmong New Year is all the drink and food vender there! Lots of different type of food and culture food comes to this event to make business. Boba drinks are the main or most sold drinks.

“Pov pob” is a courtship that Hmong people do. Boys and men will go around a holding a tennis ball or a ball of that size and ask a girl or woman to toss the ball with them. As you pass the ball back and forth from across one another, you talk with one another and get to know each other. If there is interest, you will give your contact information. However, if you aren’t interest, you can just thank the person for the time and move on.

These two men were talking and courting the young ladies as they were tossing the ball back and forth with their friends. Asking them if they will like to get to know one another.

This was a before and after shot of a girl who was enjoying her time with her friends. She caught the ball and toss it too far making her friend chase after it.

It’s not just the young folks who do the courtship! Lots of the older men and woman who are single or are a widow will participate. For the older tradition the men will sing a story or feeling, “hais Kwb tsiaj”, to the woman, and if she likes it then she will reply with her own song.

There are dance competitions held at each Hmong New Year event. Many dance groups from all over the states comes over to compete. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to see them perform as my mother wanted to go shop for some more stuff.

There is a stage that is meant for random people to go and show off their skills in singing and dancing. This was a young group who as doing a dance cover for a KPOP song.

Lastly, you can’t leave the sports out of Hmong New Year. Mostly boys and men compete in these sport events. The two sports played is volleyball and soccer.

The sports are held from the youth to the seniors. I was only able to capture the youth as their court was the only one that had enough room for me to squeeze in to take photos.

After spending 4 hours walking, shopping, eating, and taking photos, we finally went home!

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