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butterbeeryuta · 5 years ago

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You

Inspired by Netflix original series, 'You.'

yuta x reader | stalker!yuta au | smut, thriller | 6.0 k

warning: mention of drugs, profanity, death, stalker behaviour, sex scene

Note: Sometimes, you have to do what is right. It may not be right for you, or anyone else, but hey, ethics is a tough area of study. In the end, we all have our own personal morals anyway. It’s called egoism. Believe me, I’m doing this for you. Just hang on, we’ll meet, and you will be mine.

Ah, I was waiting for you. Three twenty-four p.m. every Wednesday and Friday. For the rest of the days, you either have work at the clothing store as a sales clerk and English assistance, or at the café if their pancakes are on sale. But, today is Friday. You walked in the library rather silently if I have to say. I’ve been observing you since last year when you entered this university from a TA’s perspective. Today, you were wearing a button-up shirt tucked into your jeans, so it can be assumed that you take a business related course—maybe economics, or business studies. But, I know you don’t. You’re in your second year of university taking biochemistry hoping to be a pharmacist to help your adopted older brother, Lucas, recover from his drug addiction. You have a really caring and supportive father who will do anything for his children, and that is because he does not know about your brother’s condition. He thinks that your brother is doing fantastic studying marine biology abroad in Australia, when he is actually living with you and your roommate in Seoul still figuring who the hell he is. As per your mother, nobody knows I guess. Nobody really knows, and neither do you. But, let’s pretend I do not know that for now.

Your eyes were looking for where to sit. You looked unsure if you should sit next to Kim Eunseo, the third year student in the acting department known for vomiting on her boyfriend, or the empty spot in front of me, the teacher assistant for chemical thermodynamics. Or maybe, you want to sit beside Na Jaemin, the heartthrob freshman of Hanyang University. The boy was perfect; pretty face, honey-like voice, and takes media studies and journalism under a 50% scholarship. But, I am better. I am better for you, and not that heartthrob, and neither is your ‘small’ crush on Dong fucking Sicheng who also happens to like you. Your eyes scanned over the empty seats, and for whatever god or spirit that was listening to me, you seemed to walk over to my space. Good job, you’re taking the initiative to come near me. It’s good progress my dear.

‘Hi, Yuta right? Is it alright if I can use the socket in front of you for my iPad?’ So that was the reason. Maybe next time you will willingly sit near me because of me, and not for that device of yours. And it’s been almost two years my love, how are you still so unsure about my name?

‘Yeah, of course, here let me plug it in for you… y/n right?’ That’s good Yuta, do the same thing your loved one does. You smiled brightly in return, nodding your head in approval. You should smile more my dear, it looks wonderful on you. So much more wonderful than the sorrowful and heavy eyes you have whenever you come home when having to deal with that gigantic brother of yours from both family and school stress. But trust me, all of this pain and pressure will all be lifted once you fall into my arms. I will keep you safe and loved. Your hand reached out of your bag for the charger, the white wire coiling against your smooth skin. My dear, the things you do so innocently can mean something else for people like me. Imagine your vulnerable and frail little body tied up against the bed with a white rope, it will look so good against your skin. For a person so intelligent academically, I wonder why you have a crush on a man who just so happens to like you back. He’s such as ass acting all cute and innocent when in reality he just wants you to teach him and give your notes just so that he can pass Biology 101. Your hand, or I guess the charger, made its way to mine, our skin touching for a brief second. Our first time holding hands.

��Thank you so much. And just for the record, I do know that your name is Yuta. You’re the TA for chemical thermodynamics. And also because that was the class I got highest in’ you added, smiling shyly as you look at your iPad, probably a digital copy of your polymer chemistry textbook. Of course you got the highest in that subject. Yes you are intelligent, highly intelligent if I have to say, but a 97% as an average may slightly be an exaggeration in comparison to your original average of a 83%.

‘Ah yes of course. 97% in chemical thermodynamics, how can I ever forget you.’ I added with a smile.

‘Surprisingly yeah. I genuinely thought material chemistry was my best, but now I guess it’s thermodynamics.’ You added. You’re not lying. Material chemistry was, and still is your best. You’re doing great in all subjects love, so you do not need to worry about that. It’s just your fucked up brother, and your insufferable crush.

‘Well you did amazingly well on your test. With a brain like yours, you would be wanted to come join the seminars for your thesis paper you’ll write in the next 2 years.’ You only smiled in return, your go-to-move when you just want to start working on your stuff. I saw that happen way too many times. For example, two years ago on the 7th of December at the café, the waiter asked for your phone number, but you only smiled and rejected in response. Last year on April 30th when you were on your trip to Jeju island with your friends, Yeeun and Sooyoung, you wanted to stay in your hotel room because you were tired, so you smiled to the girls and rejected their offer to go to beach. And what did you do instead while your friends were swimming and tanning? You masturbated while watching lesbian porn on that exact same iPad you are studying from. With that note, I let you work on whatever you had to do, while I should be checking the current materials in the lab for the lab experiment for the freshmen students. God I hate being a TA.

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It has been exactly three hours and seventeen minutes since you came, working hard on your notes as you listen to piano versions of kpop songs. You’re honestly so cute sometimes, it’s really hard to control myself and devour you. But that time shall come naturally to us one day. If not, I will ensure it will happen.

‘Hey, can I ask something?’ Are you talking to me? I looked up at the love of my life. Your eyes looking at me, very clear to me that you want something.

‘Yeah, what is it?’ Well that sounded quite rude.

‘I know that you’re a Chemistry graduate student, and as mentioned earlier, you work as a teacher assistant. I was wondering if there is a job open at the university? I do work at the clothing store, but I sorta need more income since I have to move apartments. Anyway, um, is there a job open?’ You asked. More jobs to move? What the fuck, is your roommate kicking you out? Your voice sounded so… desperate, needy, broken. You were broken.

‘Well I doubt it you can be a TA, but I’ll see if I can get you the lab technician position, or maybe the university’s official peer tutor. I’ll see what I can do.’ And there is that beautiful smile again. Obviously I will have to actually ask the professors and administrators, but they know your reputation and capabilities love. They talk about how you’re ready to go to graduate school in an instant, and how you’ll be a great asset in the research department. I promise you, your life will be perfect the moment those two men stop dragging you, especially Lucas.

‘Thank you so, so, so, much Yuta. Here, let me give you my contact for easier access…’ Good job my dear, good job.

Wine is disgusting. The amount of tannin present is so overwhelming, leaving an unpleasant taste in your mouth. I don’t know why you like it love, but here I am in a restaurant that serves multiple different types of wine. Red, white, mulled, rose—all of which I know you will greatly enjoy. I want to question why you drink this, but I know. It’s all you ever post on that nonsensical Instagram page of yours. Wine. Wine. Wine. Sometimes there’s a splash of red, or clear bubbles coming from time to time. You’re a mess, a drunken mess. Which is why I am here; I will fix everything for you. Knowing that you texted your group chat entitled as ‘vagina power’ twenty-three minutes ago that you were on the way to the restaurant, you should walk through that door in three, two, on—

‘Excuse me, is Mr. Nakamoto Yuta here?’ Your voice asked the waitress. Technology never fails, I can assure you that. There you were in your clothes from class today. You had medicinal chemistry, human physiology, organic chemistry, analytical chemistry, then ended the day with Korean—you must be exhausted my love. While you were apologising being late as you made your way to the table, all I could notice were your dark under eyes, the dullness in your eyes, and the slight oiliness on your scalp. You are overworked and internally dead. Despite my one year and a bit of research on you, what I could never answer was why you are working so damn hard and not letting one in to help you. Yes, I know that it is your goal to be this highly skilled pharmacist to help your brother, but you yourself knows that even without the excessive revising, you will still make it. Back in senior high school a guy named Kim Yugyeom asked you out, and you said no. You also said no to Park Jimin, Kim Jungwoo, Bang Chan, and even your first ever crush in Grade 11—Yoo Jeongyeon. She made you think girls were for you, but you still said no even if you two fucked in the laboratory because you didn’t ‘finish’ your experiment. Why do you always say no?

‘… thank you so much.’ You were still talking?

‘No problem at all. So, how’s university?’ Keep the conversation going Yuta, keep it going.

‘Well, it is challenging and heavy, but I guess I am doing fine. But now that I get the lab technician job, it will hopefully get better’ you say much more cheerfully, contrasting the tiredness and paleness of your face. You’re an unheard ghost.

‘Well that is how university is. But to congratulate you for your new job, we must make a toast!’ You raised your glass, and so do I, and we clinked. My, how can you not love this person. The moment I see you, all I want to do is hug you, protect you, and love you. If I can make you mine, treat you as my own, I will be the happiest man on the earth.

‘So how did you become a TA?’ You asked as you sipped your alcoholic beverage; your plush lips pressing so tightly against the rim of the glass cup and—Yuta, stop it.

‘Well, I took Chemistry only for my undergrad, and a bit of IT and languages. Then the professor, Professor Seo, asked me to be his teacher assistant initially for organic chemistry. But, I hated that subject and I ended up negotiating to change my position after a month. Then I got the chemical thermodynamics TA job. It’s honestly the exact same job, but I just prefer this topic.’ This is most likely that only truth that I have told you, and you were still listening to me for every word. A true listener with a bright mind, yet not bright enough to realise I have been watching you for more than one year.

‘Well, I think that is great. But let’s move away from academics, I just had five classes straight and I will honestly evaporate into thin air if I hear the c-word again.’ You say as you slightly chuckle. Alright then, what should we talk about? The reason to why you’re leaving your apartment? Your reason to deny people’s offer when they ask you out on a date? Why you overwork yourself to death to a point where you’re affecting yourself physically? Tell me, I need to know.

‘So you wanted to leave your current apartment right? Why’s that?’ You froze for a while. Eyebrows furrowed, eyes moving to the side. Almost unsure if you should respond to my question. You do have a point though, this is by far our first oral conversation, you barely know me.

‘I can’t afford my current apartment anymore since I kind of forced my brother to be moved to the hospital. So I need to save up more money to pay for hospital bills and the cheaper apartment.’ You quietly replied, your eyes still avoiding mine.

‘Oh no, what happened to your brother?’

‘He’s sick. Mentally ill.’ Well, at least you’re not lying to me. Though you could have said that your brother was kicked out of the University of Adelaide for failing all his classes, then he moved back to Seoul with you all high and reliant on that white powdery poison. It has been two years, and he was barely improving, and you had to move him to a hospital. Why didn’t you tell your father who loves the both of you unconditionally? It was because for that exact reason—he loves the two of you unconditionally. You knew for a fact that once your father finds out that your brother is a drug addict mess, Lucas is cut from the family, and you just could not let that happen. You two grew up together, and he used to take care of you a lot when you were in high school. He helped you drive around places, or libraries per se, and he also bought you snacks and all. He seemed to be very happy and caring back then, and you do not know what happened to him the moment he touched down in Australia.

‘I’m sorry to hear that. I hope he gets better soon.’

‘Thank you, I hope he does too.’ The conversation is dying Yuta, quick, think of something.

‘So when are you planning to move?’

‘Oh um, maybe sometime in February or end of January. I will be getting my apartment keys in the next two weeks, so yeah, around those times.’ I better clean up my schedule during that time then.

‘Hey if you need help in moving, just let me know. I will be willing to help.’ Your eyes finally looked up to meet mine, slightly bigger than usual as the corner of your lips were about to rise. You were about to reject my offer.

‘I-I think it’s fine, I’ll be able to manage on my own—‘

‘No, no, I insist. You’re going through quite a bit, the least I can do is help you move in your stuff.’ You nodded instead, bringing your lips to a tight line. You’re considering my offer aren’t you?

‘Alright, I’ll let you know when I’m moving.’ You say as you comb your hair backwards with your fingers. I cannot wait to make you mine.

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It’s been about two months since we had our first proper conversation, and we have not stopped since.

‘You know, Ikea is the greatest thing that has ever came into existence.’ You say, carrying the big wooden compartment for your bed. Which will eventually be our bed, but I can wait.

‘Hmm, I remembered a few days ago you said ice cream was the greatest invention in human history.’ And it is arguably true. It’s comfort food, and keeps you happy from the amount of sugar stored in which makes your brain beg for more. It’s addicting yet unhealthy, but you cannot stop yourself. You crave it when you’re happy, sad, angry, stressed, tired— it’s designed for you to be beg, and beg, and be—

‘Ice cream is a great invention, I do not deny that. We should get ice cream afterwards once we’re done building this bed.’ You smiled at me, again. That beautiful and bright smile of yours can melt anyone my dear, you better be careful before you flash it to anyone else. ‘Anyway, we should go back to building this thing, I want to sleep tonight’ you added, moving your legs again to attach the next piece of the bed frame. Maybe I misread you a bit, you seem to work hard in everything. Not only in academics, but you’ve been doing your best in the lab, academically, ensuring your brother feels safe at the hospital, and even in making a goddamn bed frame for yourself. It is almost as if you barely take any breaks, and yet you do not seem to mind. Maybe you just enjoy to work hard.

‘Ice cream later is it then. Are you the type to eat those weird flavours like into mint chocolate or strawberry cheesecake, or some shit like that?’ Of course I knew what you liked. A few months ago, October the 12th to be exact, you went for ice cream with your lab partner, Sana, and you had chocolate only. You claimed yourself to be an avid chocolate lover. I honestly do not blame you for that.

‘I don’t think they’re weird or anything, but I just prefer to have plain chocolate. I just like chocolate in general. How about you?’

‘I’m more of a matcha type of guy.’ Another honest thing that came out of my mouth. You chuckled in response, nodding your head up and down just by a little. You want to say something don’t you? ‘What is it?’ I asked.

‘Oh, it’s nothing too bad. It’s just very Japanese of you,’ you answered, trying to snap yourself out of a giggly state. Cute. After our small chat, we eventually set up the wooden frame, and placed the mattress on top along with placing of the beige bedsheet. I can’t believe this will be the exact same bed where we’ll have our first everything, including our children. We will have two beautiful daughters: Saya and Emiko. They will be four years apart, and both girls will be at least bilingual. They will also love and cherish the both of us. With our combined intelligence, our girls will conquer the industries, wrapping the entire world in their little, delicate fingers. We will be a perfect family of four, and this bed, the one we have just made together, will be with us until the end. Just before my mind could go somewhere else, your tired body dropped on the newly made bed, feeling the softness and the warmth provided by the material.

‘I know you’re tired too Yuta, you should lay down too,’ you say with your eyes closed, both your hands interlocking with one another just above your abdomen. From what I know, you only do this when you are really tired, thinking of all sort of different scenarios. Since you asked me to anyway, I laid down beside your exhausted body, embracing the same warmth the bed is providing. ‘You know, I’ve never really had anyone over at my place since I’m so busy and all, but I’m glad you came and helped me move’ you softly say, your eyes finally open as your orbs look directly up at the plain ceiling.

‘It’s not a problem really, you do seem tired during lessons so I figured helping you a bit can hopefully ease whatever you’re going through.’ You grinned at what I said, as if you somewhat agree. I do hope it’s true my dear. You had it tough with your brother, but I will assure you that you will become the pharmacist you deserve to be.

‘You did, Yuta. You did.’ The bed slightly shifted, only to see you on your side as you look at me, and here I am looking back at you. Without hesitation, your lips pressed against mine, something I did not expect at all. Since when were you like this? Have I misread you all this time? You rejected so many different guys and one girl, yet now you are acting to brave and different in contrast to my observations and research over the past years. Although multiple questions came across my head, this does not mean I have to stop whatever you just began.

Your warm hand made its way to my left cheek, rubbing the cheek back and forth with your thumb, almost the same gesture when you caress your loved ones. Grabbing your left leg, I pulled over my body, allowing you to sit on top of me, our bodies so close to being connected, to being united. The kiss did not break at all, in fact, it deepened. You surprisingly took the initiative to tap the velvety muscle on my bottom lip, so needy to enter the hot cavern. Maybe this is your way to ensure that you can trust me, and that somebody can love you forever. Maybe this is a process of yours to know that you will be taken care of for eternity. I deserve to be with you my love, you are everything to me, and I know I will be your everything. Your tongue eventually slipped through my lips; both our wet muscles meeting each others, exploring each others caverns for the first time. My arms were holding you tightly against my body, keeping your fragile body on top of mine—I do not want to let you go. But, how do I know that you really want this? Despite the fact that I do not want this to end, I had to pull away, just to be sure. Our mouths slowly separated with the presence of a string of wetness proving the intense session we just had. Your forehead fell against mine, your eyes clouded with lust as you pant heavily against me.

‘Do you still want to do this?’ I have to know.

‘Y-yes, please make me feel good’ you whispered against me. Fuck.

*Disclaimer: sex scene will begin from here. This will be a female x male smut scene, so if this is something you do not want to read, please scroll down until you see another disclaimer similar to this. Please keep in mind that I will write a male x male scene, so please do not feel too disappointed. I am sorry that I was not able to write it on the same day as the publication. Thank you.

Our lips reconnected again, only this time, the feeling was much more intense. I poured in all of my frustration of waiting, and the amount of love and lust I have for you my love. I flipped us over, finally seeing your sensitive and fragile body below me. You are a sight to see my dear, but only for me. I have seen the way your body trembles as your delicate fingers enter in and out of you; your legs shake uncontrollably, your free hand unconsciously slips inside your hot mouth trying to keep yourself quiet, and your beautiful face contorts in pure pleasure. I want you to do the exact same, but I want you to be louder, and I want to be the one pleasuring you. The moment our tongues touched again, I took the initiative to envelop your velvety muscle with my lips, tasting you completely, leaving you as a moaning mess under me. So you like this. I continued to do so as your hips slightly rocks back and forth, your covered sex rubbing against me. Leaving your mouth, I peppered kisses down your addictive skin, taking in the honey-like scent you had. Soft whimpers escaped your throat, clearly enjoying the amount of care and love you were receiving. You deserve this. My hands slipped under your shirt, feeling the soft and supple skin until I met your clothed breasts. Massaging the flesh against my hands, your fingers crawled up behind my neck, slowly making its way to my hair, pulling the roots so gently. My dear, you are indeed irresistible.

‘Yuta t-touch me please,’ you beg, moving your hips even rougher than before, almost as if you are trying to reach for your orgasm by yourself. I chuckled at your submissive manner, knowing exactly what to do to make you come.

‘You want to come my princess? Do you want your pretty pussy to come over my tongue? You’d like that won’t you as you beg nonstop.’ I read that on your diary, you wanted someone to go down on you and make you orgasm uncontrollably, and you want to repeat the process until you beg them to stop. My dear, you are one dirty little girl. You only whimpered in response, nodding your head vigorously. Although it would have been ideal to get a response from you, I know for a fact that the last time you got laid was five months ago with your colleague at the clothing store, Lee Minho. I hope that he is forgotten. Pulling your shirt up, I kissed down from your supple skin until I met the top of your black sweats. I slowly pulled at the strings as my eyes looked up to meet yours. There you were with your glossy and lust-filled eyes as your bite your finger, anticipating what would happen to you. Your chest was heaving up and down as I pulled at your pants, only to reveal you in your sheer white bra and panties. What a fucking sight. Pulling your legs apart, a visible wet patch was displayed, showing a clear outline of your pink lips begging to be destroyed.

‘I haven’t even touched your greedy little hole and yet you are so wet princess.’ Before you could even say anything, my tongue made contact with the soaked cloth, tasting the sweet essence as a moan of relief escaped your throat. Continuing to lick up and down against your clothed sex, your fingers made it to the roots of my hair as your slowly rock your core against my face. Your moans slowly turned louder and louder, and all I can say is, I was definitely going to implode. Allowing you to take control of me, your legs started to tremble on either side of my head as the tip of my tongue was on your covered clitoris. To further intensify the feeling, I pulled your barely existing panties to the side, sucking on your clit, tasting you properly, eating you out like a starved man.

‘Fuck!’ You screamed, legs shaking vigorously as your fingers left my hair for your lips. Without letting you rest, I grabbed both of your legs, pushing my tongue into your dripping entrance, pathetically clenching around it. What a fucking whore. Moans and sounds of me eating your core filled the room, and whoever is living beside you is surely going to know you as a slut. ‘Y-yuta shit I’m coming again,’ you moaned, your head thrown back against the pillow underneath you. Pulling the warm velvet out of your sticky cavern, I slipped in two fingers, moving in and out of you as I watch you in pure euphoria. Just like that, your legs closed and shook, screaming for the second time tonight. Taking out the fingers, I slowly made my way up to your fucked out body, only to see your lips red from the biting, as well as your teary eyes from your orgasms. I pushed the fingers through your lips, and like the good girl you are, you immediately sucked in my fingers, leaving me to imagine all the things you can do with that sweet little mouth of yours.

‘Fuck me please, god I need you in me’ you say breathing heavily, as if trying to understand how you were coping with two orgasms in one go. You said you needed me. Kissing you one more time, I finally unzipped my pants, releasing the solid member that sprung against my lower abdomen. As I removed my sweater, your eyes were staring at the red tip whereas your licked your bottom lip.

‘I’m going to enter alright,’ I whispered beside your ear, peppering feather-like kisses on your face. You froze a bit in place, though I was not exactly sure why. You did not seem to say anything, but it may be because you are finally being with the man who truly deserves you. Placing myself on your dripping hole, I looked at you one last time before anything else goes wrong, or if I miscalculated everything.

‘Just put it in Yuta, I’m on birth control, no need to worry’ you impatiently said, waiting to be filled and feel immense pleasure. Taking in your words, I slowly pushed myself in you, trying my best not to hurt you or bring you to any sort of pain. But my god, were you tight. Your velvet-like walls enclosed around my hard cock, almost impossible for me to go further in. You gasped loudly, pulling yourself closer to me as you held your hands behind my neck, feeling every once of me. ‘Oh my fucking god, I’m so full.’

I pushed myself further with one of my hands on your lower abdomen to keep you stable. ‘Shit you’re so tight, stop me if I go to harsh on—‘

‘Just fuck me Yuta, I don’t want to go gentle, please just do it.’ What?

*Disclaimer: smut scene has ended.

‘Y/n how else will I make love to you if you want to go rough on our first time?’ I asked, trying my best not to lose my temper. Why on earth do you want to go rough? Isn’t that why the reason you rejected all of those guys so that you can finally be with the one that truly deserves you, and can protect you from anything? Your eyes only grew wide at what I said, slowly pushing yourself off me.

‘Make love? Yuta, we’ve only started talking for like two months, what do you mean make love?’ You asked, successfully pushing yourself off of me, slowly pulling the blanket to cover yourself. Why are you acting like this?

‘You kissed me on your newly made bed, what else was I suppose to thi—‘

‘I was only asking for a quick fuck, not a whole love-making session Yuta. I think you should go home and rethink what you just said, I don’t think you’re in your right mind right now.’ How can you say that? I have loved you since you entered the class with, asking thought provoking questions to the professor. I have loved you since you were at the lab, working on your experiment until eight in the evening. I have loved you since you helped that customer in your shop many months ago, trying your best to communicate with the old woman in her mother tongue. You were always so patient, hard-working, and submissive— how can I not love you?

‘No! I do mean it, I do love you. How can I not? You always work so hard and made sure that you and your brother, and your academics were both in good condition. You are my dream, how can I not love you?’

‘Yuta, you’re saying the most insane shit. Please leave. What happens between me and my brother and my studies only should be limited to me, and not you’ you answered, not believing any word I said.

‘I am being normal, you’re just too busy and stubborn to believe anything I am saying! I have taken so much good care of you. I helped you get a job, I paid for all the meals and snacks we had together, I helped make your fucking bed, and you repay me by being your fuck buddy?’ You were infuriating. You were not like this when I watched you on a daily basis.

‘Well I’m sorry if you thought that I was trying to make you as my boyfriend or something, but I do not have time for that Yuta. I am truly sorry if that is what you thought, and if you do not want to see me anymore, I completely understand that—‘

‘No! You rejected Kim Yugyeom, Park Jimin, Kim Jungwoo, Bang Chan, Yoo Jeongyeon, and you do not let anyone else to love you. Is it because you’re too busy taking care of your drug addict of a brother?’ Your eyes grew wider than it already was, your mouth left agape unsure of how to react. Shit.

‘H-how do you know all of t-these things?’ Your voice was shaking, the fear on your face clearly visibly.

‘That’s not m-my point. What I am trying to say is—‘

‘Yuta, have you been stalking me?’ Yes, I have.

‘What? No, I wasn’t. You’re dodging my question again.’ Shit, Yuta. Think, think, think.

‘Then how do you know about my brother?’ You asked, fear and shock still evident on that beautiful face of yours. I made my way to her, gently cupping your face in my hand.

‘I h-heard about it from s-somewhere—‘

‘Get your hands off me! Tell me how you know all about this!’ You shouted, ripping my hands off of you. Without thinking, my hand came in contact with your skin. Loudly.

I slapped you.

A bright red mark was left on your face, eyes filled with tears, unsure if it was from the pain, or from our argument.

‘Shit, no, I didn’t mean that. Fuck, okay, y/n, let’s talk about this like adults’ I said, trying my best to diverge her thoughts away from what just happened. But I know that it will not work, you are one of the smartest people to exist, and you do not let yourself down easily like that.

‘Get the fuck out Yuta. You’re insane.’ Why are you not listening to me? I grabbed your body, leaving you to scream for help, pleading to be freed away from me— but I am not letting that happen. You are mine. I tightly wrapped my hand against your throat to make you shut up, making sure that you listen and concentrate on every word that I will say to you. You need to be disciplined love, especially if we will be together.

‘I need to know why you’re acting like this otherwise we will not be a happy couple. You are my everything, and I should be yours. I made you enter a world of euphoria with my mouth alone just a few moments ago, and you rejecting my love and pushing me away will not work. I have loved you the moment my eyes laid on you, and I need you to love me back’ I explained, watching your face slowly lose colour as your screams died down, but I do not care. You need to listen to my every word and acknowledge it. ‘You will be my partner for the rest of your life, and so will I. We will have two beautiful daughters, and you will also be able to help Lucas medically without letting your father know. But before we can do any of that, you need to be disciplined and I am here for that. Do you understand me?’

No response.

‘I said do you understand me.’

Still no response.

Your face was pale, eyes were closed, body cold. You were lifeless. Y/n, we were supposed to be together forever. We were supposed to have children, have you become a pharmacist, we were supposed to be in love together. Holding your lifeless body in my arms, I rocked your bare body back and forth— you’re not dead my love, you’re just resting. Yes, you’re resting.

‘Y-you’re not dead. I was just teaching you a lesson, but you seemed to become tired. It’s okay, we’ll do it another time. I love you so so much, I will never hurt you my love. Never.’ A dark laugh left my throat as tears rolled down my face. I finally had you in my arms, finally.

a/n: WEEEEEE i wrote that???? okay umm while i’ll be too busy screaming at myself for writing THAT scene, i hope everyone enjoyed it despite the fact that mcfucking yuta was a creep, but yeAhhhH. i am honestly quite paranoid after finishing ‘you’ cause i keep thinking that someone is in the house, but not really, but yeah... the show was good though. let me know if you also watched it cause i would really like to talk about it with you. and also, HAPPY NEW YEAR! i hope ya’ll had a fun time celebrating it.

明けましておめでとうございます！今年もよろしくお願いします。今まで英語だけで話を作ったので、今年日本語でやってみたいと思います。

祝你新年快乐！万事如意也心想事成❤️

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dojae-huh · 5 years ago

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NCT Life ep 11.5 - 14

ep 11, The shooting game.

Yuta, who is always the first to undermine Do’s abilities, listens without any input. That’s how you tell the real distribution of power. Not what is said on the programmes for the cameras. Not that they really followed his strategy, being excited, but the editing makes it hard to really judge the game’s progression.

And I never thought about Do in the military, but he won’t be able to survive two years of digging snow or cooking. They don’t have internet or phones on the bases, he’ll go nuts. He will need some division where one actually learns something like airforces or marines. If he manage to get into a fit place, where he can use his smarts, develop strategy, supervise a group, he’ll comeback a changed man. The current circumstances don’t require him to harden up.

Doyoung: “Rules are there to break”. Heh, look at this real Kim Dongyoung mentality.

Why is Doyoung so good at shooting? He aims for a second and hides and still gets his target. Taeil has just came to the window and got hit right away. Did Do spend a lot of time in shooting boots at festivals and arcades when he was a child? Archery is different.

Like, Taeil was between the columns, Do got him?

Lol, the poses after Jae said he killed himself multiple times. “Dear, explain?”

Yuta and Jae: “We are both lame!”

Do: “Time to change tactics and dispute”

Heh, the face of a person who hates loosing.

At 13:00 Do asks for the food. He says it in a serious tone, so noone tries to make him be cute or beg for the cameras. Do is tired from all the running, so he doesn’t have energy to keep up his idol image much.

ep. 14, 07:59, Jaedo snicker absolutely simultaneously.

Two things to point. 1) Yuta and Jae “we are the most athletic in the team” image, that is not supported by real games. All members did good on that obstacle course in the air. As dancers, they are strong and coordinated enough. 2) Doyoung talking at the end during BBQ, making content for the programme. While Hyuk, Jae are tired and just sit, waiting for the food. 3) Yuta said that the trip to this resort was the best time for him, he is really an outdoor guy, he is very lively at BBQ after an exciting day, when he was a trainee he visited all mountains and sightseeing locations in and around Seoul, when he visits home, Osaka, he also walks a lot.

12:14 Jae, as always, helps Do with explanation and preparation.

#anatomy of Jaedo #Yuta is the only one #Doyoung is my bias

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triptychexe · 5 years ago

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YEN’s CONNECTIONS

△𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐖𝐈𝐍 (𝐍𝐂𝐓/𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐕) ➟ 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒△

↳ Yen is the founder of the WinWin protection squad. Ever since they met in 2017, she's made a silent vow to always make sure he’s happy. He's definitely someone she'd consider to be her ride or die. ↳ They both seem to be opposite to each other, but they learn a lot from each other and compliment each other well. WinWin lets more of himself show when he’s around Yen. Yen knows that she can take it easy when she’s around WinWin.

△𝐃𝐎𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆 (𝐍𝐂𝐓) ➟ 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒△

↳ Doyoung is the only external force that is keeping Yen out of jail at this point. He keeps her grounded when she's having her dramatic days. He brings a more realistic and logical approach to Yen’s fiery emotions. ↳ When he's not being a supportive figure, they have the funniest and most sarcastic interactions with each other. To Yen, Doyoung truly feels like a brother that she can count on.

△𝐘𝐔𝐓𝐀 (𝐍𝐂𝐓) ➟ 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒△

↳ Yen may have accidentally befriended almost everyone in NCT127. Yuta and Yen started hanging out because of their mutual connection to Asa, but they realized that they too have a lot in common. Yuta is also the one that helped Asa and Yen finally get together. He’s braver than the US Marines. ↳ They're both insanely chaotic when together. It's never a dull moment with these two around.

△𝐘𝐄𝐄𝐔𝐍 (𝐂𝐋𝐂) ➟ 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒△

↳ Unintentionally, Yen doesn't have very many female friends in the industry. When she met Yeeun, it was like the universe had answered her prayers. ↳ Yeeun is someone that Yen loves to treat like a younger sister, especially because of their one year age difference. Yen sees Yeeun as a talented friend who she wants to just shower with love.

△𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐎 (𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑-𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐑) ➟ 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒△

↳ Another god-send was Cleo from Inter-Stellar. After meeting Cleo at an idol party not too long ago, Yen realized how much the two had in common. Their connection was basically instant. ↳ Cleo and Yen seem to be on the same wavelength most of the time and have really similar tastes in humor. Yen is excited to see where this new friendship will go! ↳ The lovely Cleo can be found at @inter-stellar-jyp!

△𝐀𝐒𝐀 (𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐘𝐂𝐇) ➟ 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃△

↳ Even though they are apart of the same group, Yen really couldn't help develop feelings for her group mate and best friend, Asa. Over the years, she slowly but surely realized that he was the one person that always loves and cares for her. ↳ He's someone she feels at home with. She's never loved someone this much and although it scares her, she knows she'll be in this one for the long run. Maybe she’s convinced they’re soulmates.

#yen.txt #yen.info #yen.connect #info.sot

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rosyerim · 6 years ago

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nct 127 as your best friend

taeil

is literally a grandmother

you’re the person he goes to everytime he doesn't understand something slang wise

“y/n,,,mark called me the goat,,,is that good or bad?”

“today jisung called me a bro but i’m not his actual brother, should i tell him?”

also needs you to explain memes to him

“johnny just sent me a picture of a trashcan and said mood should i be concerned?”

“why do you keep sending me kermit pictures, i do not get it”

but he’s the cutest bean alive

hugs you all the time!! hello hug, goodbye hug, i appreciate you hug, all the hugs!!

has the voice of an actual angel

he gets super shy when you ask him to sing but will belt out whatever song you want

also plays the guitar whenever you visit him at the dorms or at practice & attempts to each you

he encourages you to sing with him, whether you can or not not doesn’t matter, he likes it when you two are screeching the lyrics to your favourite song together

loves eating your food, even if you can’t cook, he appreciates it!!

scolds you if you don’t do your homework or leave dishes in the sink, he is a lil granny hehe

johnny

you call him beanstalk so he calls you jack, even if you’re a girl he doens’t care lol, together you’re jack and the beanstalk

sends you memes throughout the day when he has time, he just feels like you have to see them or else he’ll combust

he always messes up your hair whenever you say horton hears a who

makes you tune in to nct night night everynight & will literally quiz you on what he was talking with jaehyun about

always giggles when you hype up his singing voice and dancing

he did’t spend all that time in the dungeon for nothing

whenever you two go out and get separated you just shout “oh daddy” and he’ll find you

almost died laughing when you worse his shoes before, he’s literally bigfoot

has the ugliest photos of you on his phone but he says they make him feel better about himself

but then you just send him his predebut pics and he shuts up real quick lmao

never ask his opinion on your outfit unless you want him to just

*inhale* johNNYS FASHION EVALUATION *exhale*

3am meme wars

literally kills you with his pun, doesn’t matter where you are

johnny, holding up a pie: “hey y/n you’re such a cutie pie!”

johnny, with a bag of candy: “these may be sweet but you’re even sweeter!”

johnny;"if you were a booger i’d pick you first”

johnny; “h-” “say another word johnny seo and i would fucking cut you”

you’re highkey done with him but you don’t know what you do without him

and vice versa <3

taeyong

sometimes you want to smack him because he keeps overworking himself!! & you want him to rest!!! but he doesn’t listen

so most of the time when he has a day off you just go over to the dorms with takeaway and spend the day watching that anime he hasn’t shut up about

but he loves how much you take care of him (he won’t admit it tho)

he usually comes to you if he has a problem or just needs to rant & you listen every time!!

he loves when you send him random pictures of dogs you see because he misses his own dog ruby

he laughs so hard when you attempt to rap his parts in songs, esp in chain like,,,im convinced taeyong has gills because of how fast he raps

calls you randomly in the middle of the day just because he wants to hear your voice (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)

cutest little man alive, if you’re happy he’s happy, always giggles at your puns even if they’re bad

also brings you with him when he gets a piercing, so he can squeeze your hand

pouts when you say any member is better looking than him as a joke

“but i’m the center,,,(ಥ﹏ಥ)“ then he brings out the puppy dog eyes so ofc you take it back

he’s also super caring towards you and will fight anybody who makes you sad

yuta

sassiest man alive & will roast tf out of you

but its okay you roast him back so your entire friendship is just insulting each other

but nobody else can insult you, otherwise yuta gets angry >:[ & vice versa

judges you when you wear his jumpers because only he can make it look good

makes you watch anime with him but without the subtitles & unless you speak japanese, you’re going to be bored for ages

tries out shitty pick up lines on you they’re for winwin

all the members aid yuta is like a hot pouch so he lets you cling to him during winter or when it’s cold because he doesn’t want his bestie getting a cold smh

then’d he have to take care of you rip

comes whining to you everytime winwin rejects him but also wont accept your love???

teaches you little phrases in japanese and dies when you repeat them but butcher them

also asks for your opinion on his outfits & piercings

“y/n should i go with the cross earrings or hoop?”

“neither you’re too ugly”

“not as ugly as you”

you two fight like cat and dog but deep down he’s a total softie for you aw

doyoung

another sassy man but only roasts you if he feels you’re being annoying

whenever you’re sad tho, doyoung makes you your favourite meal & mAYHaps you cried at how thoughtful he is

treats you like you’re his little brother

he pushes you off the couch because he find’s your reaction funny rip

but whenever he goes away on tour he always comes back with hella souvenirs just for you

doesn’t let you near jeno because “you’ll taint him!!” but he gives jeno your number as an emergency contact???

he’ll randomly text you that he’s coming over then show up two seconds later & you two end up blasting bazzi all day while he bitches to you about the other members lol

when you cook, even if you’re good or bad, he’ll always be hovering over your shoulder and telling you that you’re doing something wrong, jokingly

then he’ll eat up the whole dish & tell you it was horrible #justdoyoungthings

judges you silently whenever you bring up an ex he never liked but still lends you his shoulder to cry on if you get upset

if you ever call him sad he’ll be over to yours in about 5 seconds with your favourite snack and let you pick movies for you two to watch

sends you random clips of him singing during the day & gets all bashful when you say you love his voice

you got him a toy bunny for his birthday and despite him saying he hates it, he brings it with him whenever he goes on tour & sleeps w it :’)

jaehyun

marine boy

glares at you every time you call him jeffery

you always ask him wtf is his skincare routine but he just laughs & says “perish :)”

sings you to sleep with his voice actually from HEAVEN because you called him when you had a bad dream & he’s hella smug because you trust him that much(▰˘◡˘▰)

doesn’t get annoyed when you poke his dimple, he’s find its cute how you find it cute which you find cute and you’re both just C U T E

encourages you to tune in to nct night night but will highkey be sad if you don’t

you two always stay up super late talking to each other on the phone because his voice is so soothing and he thinks the same about you until one of you end up falling asleep like (´﹃｀)

he has so many screenshots of you fast asleep on facetime and he sets the funniest one as his lockscreen, so when hes away he can look at it & remember you’re there for him (⺣◡⺣)♡

lets you borrow his jumpers but only if you really need it like he’s not giving you his tommy hilfiger jacket unless you forgot your own jacket and its -374873 degrees outside lol

also p cuddly with you since he’s so comfortable around you

like you’d just be chilling at the dorms and he’ll lay his head down on your lap & you’ll start running your hand through his hair as he dozes off

or when you two go out to eat he’ll loop his arm your shoulders whilst you walk & wouldn’t even bat an eyelid

you two get mistaken for a couple so much you end up just shrugging it off because lol their opinion doesn’t matter

your friendship is important to each other all thats all that really matters

winwin

only likes getting dotted on by you

when the other members yuta smother him with love hes just ( ¬_¬)

but when you do, he’s like (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

he attempts to teach you his wushu skills and his cool flexible tricks but you just end up dislocating something lol

he ends up switching to chinese whenever he rants to you & unless you speak chinese you’re basically listening to an angry winwin for about 20 mins

but so long as he gets it off his chest you don’t mind :))

do not let the boy near a kitchen he will literally set it on fire

for your birthday he tried making moon cakes but ended up burning his hand (つ﹏<。)

but you still appreciated the thought & he bought you take away

he gets a bit down sometimes because of how little lines he has & sometimes he thinks he’s voice isnt that good but you reassure him every time that his voice!!is amazing!!! sm just need to get their shit together sm more like smh

he loves it when you speak to him in chinese, it makes him feel so at home awe

likes to fall asleep on you because you’re the most comfortable thing to him

doesn’t matter where or when because to him

your lap= free real estate

you two also get mistaken for a couple sometimes but winwin just nods hugs you close to prove his point & you two always die from laughter afterwards

he always listens to you though so whenver winwin is moody, taeyong calls you to give out to him so he goes from (-`д´-) to (￣^￣)ゞ real quick

winwin loves you & you love him too

jungwoo

softest boy

whenever you meet up with him you don’t say hi, you just do his part from boss then he walks away from you lol

you always encourage him to speak up, esp. when he’s with a bunch of people

since he has a habit of copying what people say you say the most complicated words in english

“superkajafrjalisticaxosjdapefwfnls”

“super fuck off y/n”

your entire friendship consists of either eating at your place or eating out at some random all you can eat buffet

super supportive of you even when you do stupid things, you look over at him and hes just d(￣▽￣o) “you do you y/n”

sends you selfies of him so you can fawn over his beauty & tell him which pose suits him best

claps like a seal whenever you say something funny but gets pouty when you make fun of it

super affectionate with you & glares at anybody who comments on it, like jungwoo just wants to be close with his bestie, is that wrong?

is lowkey protective of you like if he thinks lucas is tryna make a move, jungwoo will swoop tf in and whisk you away to the safety of his room

you two end up cuddle under the blankets watching his favorite movie & he ends up dozing off

does aegyo whenever you get mad at him so you can’t really stay mad, he’s just too cute

mark

always goes to your first whenever he writes a rap because he values your opinion a lot & you’re honest with him

lots of inside jokes which just consists of you two giggling to each other randomly

needs you to tell him to take a break because of how much he works

if he doesn’t listen you threaten to feed him sour candy

but you’re super duper proud of your canadian bestie, when he preforms on stage you’re deadass in the crowd like

“thats my bEST FRIEND!!!(´⌣`ʃƪ)“

pouts when he tries to call you & you don’t pick up

he wanted to tell you about the fluffy dog he saw a minute ago!!

but texts you nonetheless & you wake up to 36 messages describing the texture of the dogs fur and how it barked

but you loved how weird mark was, the weirder he was the more comfortable he was and it was just so cute

doesn't care if you steal his jumpers, he has about 300 but will not let you touch his caps, they are his prized possessions

he doesn’t even try roast you because of how many memes of him you can send back

you always tell him how much you miss his ramen hair

he laughs at anything so you could literally cough and he’d cry from laughing but thats what makes him so endearing

you call him seagull boy to annoy him & it works lol

gets shy when you watch his dance at practice & ends up making mistakes but nobody is mad about it hehe

you also refer to him as long ass ride boy or sing sang sung boy

he threatens to block you irl

tries to teach you how to play guitar but you end up purposefully messing it up and he cringes so badly lol

but mark is your best friend and nothing will change that

haechan

he is That Bitch

always comes to you first when he has tea on the members

“y/n bitCH, mArk actually flirted w winwin infront of me, i’m cancelling him smh”

random dance competitions at 4 in the morning are a must, he always ends up beating you （πーπ）

also snaps you selfies of him randomly because he wants you to hype him up

which you do obviously

also texts you almost everyday & keeps you updated on what hes doing

“i’m at a cafe w my hyungs tday!!”

“omg i have a shoot @5am i’m going to d i e”

“come over and make me ramen pesant”

buT he looooves when you baby him

before you leave the dorms after hanging out, he makes you tuck him in & give him a lil smooch on the forehead goodnight awee ( ˘ ³˘)

but would die if you ever told his hyungs s you swear not too plus it’s good blackmail for you hehe

you always say “ohmgod its michael jackson hehe” whenever you two meet up and homeboy loves it so he moonwalks over to you

he’ll randomly challenge you to singing competitions of who can hit the highest note haechan and whose voice will break first yours

also cuddles with you all the times, you’re his personal teddy bear & will snap back at the members if they try comment on it

“you’re just mad nobody will let you touch them mark”

the most savage best friend but only lets you baby him aw

#nct #nct headcanons #nct imagines #nct scenarios #best friend au #bff au #haechan imagines #doyoung imagines #taeil imagines #jaehyun imagines #mark imagines #johnny imagines #jungwoo imagines #winwin imagines #taeyong imagines

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First of all thank you so much!!!! I totally agree with you though Lou Malnati's over Giordanos any day! And yes! the L has always been so convenient whenever I have gone! I just realized though I think you're the one I talked to about Jeni's and my love for salty Carmel! We have both of the bubble tea shops you mentioned near me but I'm excited to try the jasmine one!! My friend wants me to take her to the bean bc she wants to be a tourist but I agree it's nothing mind blowing 1/?

However she wants to go bc Johnny took taeyong and yuta there lol. I love the tea shops in Chicago though, I can't remember the name of my favorite though but it's German. Thank you for all the food recommendations! I'm a huge marine biology nerd so maybe I can convince my friend to go to the aquarium! The funny thing is I've been in the natural history museum before but never been around it. I had an event in the main space??? like exhibit were surrounding it but blocked off? 2/ most likely 3

Ok I'm trying to wrap this up now lol. I did a lot of the touristy things when I was younger so now whenever I go have some small spots I like. However the one touristy thing I still enjoy doing there is going to Michigan avenue bc I have memories of eating gelato with my grandma at the top of the Willis tower (I always knew it as the John Hancock tower??) and bc I'm a child that loves the lego store. also garretts!!! Again thank you so so much! 💕 who knows maybe I will bump into you?🤔 3/3

OH YES I REMEMBER YOU LOL i have yet to try it.............. i havent been to the shop in a while and i dont feel like buying the $10 jug version despite it being more ice cream per dollar LOL. hello jasmine has some cool food stuff right next to it, too! but yeah, those three boba places i mentioned are pretty much the only ones i like. joy yee plus has some good fruit tea, too! and the durian smoothie is good only sometimes tho HAHA. ugh the bean is so boring im sorry u gotta go thru that. at least it’s a good place to people watch or just walk around! i looked up the german tea shop and ive never been there before omg? ill be sure to check it out!! there’s a coffee and tea exchange in boystown/The Gay area that’s super dope! oooo i love marine biology i think it’s terrifying HAHA it’s expensive for out of chicago residents tho........... like $40 for the basic stuff ://// but i think it’s way more fun than the field museum and the planetarium. i actually hate the planetarium it’s so boring ://///////////// and the willis tower was the sears tower, not the john hancock!! two different buildings lol but they get mistaken for each other sometimes. ooooo garretts is so good! only when it’s hot tho, or in the tin can, otherwise i dont want it HAHA. ooohhhh maybe???? small chance tho, i don’t live near the touristy parts or where the concert’s gonna be at looooooool

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9 Oct 2018 Dortheavej Apartments, Copenhagen, Denmark Design: BIG – Bjarke Ingels Group photo : Rasmus Hjortshoj Dortheavej Apartments in Copenhagen BIG fulfills “Homes for All” mission for non-profit affordable housing association Lejerbo with the recently completed 6,800m2 winding wall in Copenhagen’s multicultural northwest area. The building offers 66 new homes to low-income citizens featuring unprecedented 3.5m ceilings, generous floor to ceiling windows and outdoor terraces, realized on a strict budget.

30 Jun 2018 New office building for Nordea Bank – Shortlisted at World Architecture Festival 2018 Awards Design: Henning Larsen Architects + Signal Architects + SLA Landscape Architects image © Henning Larsen Architects Nordea Bank Ørestad North Office on World Architecture Festival Awards 2018 Shortlist Henning Larsen Architects and a team consisting of Signal Architects and SLA Landscape Architects have won the competition for Nordea Bank’s new office building of 40,000 m2 in Ørestad North, Copenhagen, next to the premises of the Danish Broadcasting Corporation and the Concert Hall – Koncerthuset. The building will comprise Scandinavia’s largest trading floor of 5,500 m2 with a view of the green area of Amager Fælled.

15 Jun 2018 Tivoli Hjørnet – winner at American Architecture Awards 2018 Design: Pei Cobb Freed & Partners Architects photography : Pei Cobb Freed & Partners Tivoli Hjørnet wins at American Architecture Awards 2018 An undulating glass and terraced terracotta pavilion opened at Tivoli Gardens on November 17 to public acclaim. The new building transforms the western edge of the historic park and brings fresh excitement to Copenhangen’s urban core.

7 May 2018 BLOX – Danish Architecture Center, Bryghuspladsen Design: OMA photo © Clement Guillaume BLOX – Danish Architecture Center The BLOX project, home of the Danish Architecture Center (DAC), contains exhibition spaces, offices and co-working spaces, a café, a bookstore, a fitness centre, a restaurant, twenty-two apartments and an underground automated public carpark, but it is not the acrobatic mixing of uses that defines this project; its ultimate achievement is in ‘discovering’ its own site.

6 May 2018 Experimentarium Science Center Extension Design: CEBRA Architects image courtesy of Pressential Experimentarium Science Center This world class science centre provides families, school children and science lovers high-quality science exhibitions where they can touch and play and experience science in an innovative new way.

20 Mar 2018 The Maersk Tower, Nørre Campus, Blegdamsvej Design: C.F. Møller Architects photo : Adam Mørk The Maersk Tower C.F. Møller Architects receive the MIPIM 2018 Award for ‘Best Healthcare Development’ for this new building. The Maersk Tower is a state-of-the-art research building whose innovative architecture creates the optimum framework for world-class health research and stands out as a landmark in Copenhagen, while also contributing to developing the local area.

16 Jan 2018 New Aquatics Centre Architects: Kengo Kuma & Associates and Cornelius Vöge image Courtesy architecture office New Aquatics Centre on Copenhagen Waterfront A waterfront cultural centre with harbour baths, which will offer iconic architecture, facilities for leisure and sports associations and unique water experiences: now, a unanimous jury have selected Japanese architect firm Kengo Kuma & Associates, in team with Danish architect firm Cornelius Vöge, Søren Jensen engineers and architect Niels Sigsgaard, as the winner of the architect competition for Paper Island’s future waterfront cultural centre.

8 Jan 2018 New Islands Brygge School, København S Design: C. F. Møller Architects image courtesy of architects office New Islands Brygge School Building in Copenhagen The New Islands Brygge School is taking shape between Islands Brygge’s vibrant city life and Amager Commons’ green countryside – a new school building for lower-secondary pupils, and with special focus on food and movement.

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acarnivalofstars · 7 years ago

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Ensemble Stars Special Christmas Voices Masterpost

It is 1 am I officially have no life

So Happy Elements is doing a little thing where if you click HERE you can click on your favorite boys, share a tweet on Twitter (automatically does it for you), and you can get a special voice clip from them!! Much fun yes?

Special thanks to @aphonicdreams , Rain, and Linne for the help because like I said it’s 1am here and I uh need sleep.

FIRST YEARS

Tetora Nagumo: Merry Christmas! Seeing the town lights really raises your spirits, doesn’t it? I’m fired up!

Hajime Shino: On Christmas Day, even my house gets a tiny bit luxurious. Doesn’t it make you excited from here on out?

Tomoya Mashiro: Um, Merry Christmas. Ahaha. It’s a little embarrassing, but it’s a special day after all so I feel like it’s gonna be a good day.

Hinata Aoi: Merry Christmas! If you aren’t good you won’t get a present, see? So I’ll be an exceptionally good kid!

Midori Takamine: Merry Christmas. Ehehe…..I also prepared a present, you see…...Will you….accept it?

Tori Himemiya: Here you go~! It’s a Christmas present! I’m the one who picked it out, so make sure you take good care of it, okay~?

Shinobu Sengoku: Merry Christmas! Christmas has nothing to do with ninjas, but being joyful about it is still a good thing!

Yuta Aoi: Merry Christmas! Ehehe. It’s a celebration, so I’ll give you a super special smile as service!

Mitsuru Tenma: Yay~! You’re givin’ me a present?! Even though Nee-chan isn’t Santa you sure are generous~!

Tsukasa Suou: Merry Christmas, Onee-sama! Knights are the ones who will protect Christmas Eve. Of course, I will also prepare a present while supporting you.

Sora Harukawa: HaHa~! Merry Christmas! The whole town is filled with a happy color today, see~? It also makes Sora happy!

SECOND YEARS

Subaru Akehoshi: Merry Christmas! Ahaha! Along with the sparkling decorations and such, it’s so much fun with everyone smiling, isn’t it?

Hokuto Hidaka: Merry Christmas. I’m happy that I’m able to celebrate this day with you. It’d be good if you were having fun as well.

Makoto Yuuki: Here you go! It’s a Christmas present from me. Take it, okay? I thought real hard about what was best before picking it.

Souma Kanzaki: Many Chrisumarasu*? No, what exactly was everyone else saying? M-Merry Christmas? (T/N: If you aren’t familiar with Souma’s verbal tic, he’s basically really bad at saying English words hence why he’s struggling to say Merry Christmas)

Natsume Sakasaki: Merry Christmas. I’d like for us to celebrate togeTHER. That way, Little Kitten can experience an enjoyable moMENT, you see.

Adonis Otogari: I celebrated Christmas back in my homeland a lot, so it’s an event I’m familiar with. I’ve prepared a present for you as well.

Koga Oogami: O-Oh. That’s a Christmas present, right? I’ve also got one for you, so take it already.

Mao Isara: Merry Christmas! I really worried about what present I should get you. I’d be happy if you liked it.

Ritsu Sakuma: Here you go. It’s a Christmas present. I picked out something you’d probably like, so isn’t it likely you’ll enjoy it?

Yuzuru Fushimi: This morning, the Young Master happily opened up his presents from Santa. It was worth putting in all that effort into the preparation.

Arashi Narukami: A holy night spent together with me has to be made special, right? Merry Christmas. *kiss*

Mika Kagehira: It's Christmas, huh? I also prepared a present. With this I'm included among Santa's friends, aren't I?

THIRD YEARS

Eichi Tenshouin: Merry Christmas! Come, let’s start the party, shall we? There’s an array of wonderful food and drink and such all around.

Keito Hasumi: I don’t celebrate the custom of Christmas, but I suppose it’s fine. Merry Christmas. This should be fine, right?

Kaoru Hakaze: As I thought, I want to spend this special day together with you. Merry Christmas.

Chiaki Morisawa: Congrats! It’s Christmas! As your Santa Claus, I’ve prepared a present for you! Hahahaha! ☆

Izumi Sena: Here you go. Merry Christmas. I got a present for you, so you better be happy, got it?

Shu Itsuki: Merry Christmas. I’ve prepared a present for you as well. Now stop looking at me with those expectant eyes.

Madara Mikejima: Merry Christmas! Santa Mama will give you a present! Make sure you accept it! Hahahahaha~! ☆

Kuro Kiryuu: Yo, Merry Christmas Little Miss. This ain’t somethin’ that suitable, but will you accept my present?

Wataru Hibiki: Merrryyy Christmas!!! Your very own Wataru Hibiki shall deliver a present to you for your sake! And in even more showy fashion at that~!! ☆

Kanata Shinkai: Ufufu~ I like snow. In the sea, there’s a kind of snow called “marine snow” that falls there as well.

Rei Sakuma: Merry Christmas! Ufufu. Is it strange for a vampire to celebrate Christmas?

Nazuna Nito: Merry Christmas! Santa Nii-chan will give you a pwe--urgh, er--a present!

Leo Tsukinaga: Christmas sure is nice, isn’t it! The town is lively as well. We should gather all the members together and have a party!

Tsumugi Aoba: Merry Christmas! It seems like you’re having fun as well. Well, it’s best to have a celebration with other people after all.

TEACHERS

Jin Sagami: Yes, yes. Merry Christmas. Rather than being with an old man like me, you should go off and enjoy yourself.

Akiomi Kunugi: Even if you expect me to give you a present, it’s pointless, you know. …...Merry Christmas. If it’s words, then I can give that to you at least.

#ensemble stars #enstars #あんさんぶるスターズ！#あんスタ #karen tries to translate

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literallyjustkaylareceipts · 4 years ago

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again, we agreed she would tackle basic overflow, and then she completely took over every mod duty and left me with nothing to do.

i ignored the request for a third mod because i was pretty sure she would try to pull in someone that i have even more problems with, but still. the group closed after that. yeah.

3. holy hell is this bitch a snake. like. my god. here's a little taste of a SMALL incident between her and my friend.

4. she is also just... so dramatic. these screenshots are post-roleswap, but. at one point my mark hooked up with her joy on new years, and at that point a lot of shit had happened. mark had been dumped by dejun for sicheng, and then the only other person he talked to had ghosted him. on top of that, ooc i wasn't doing well. i was working retail during the holidays and my cousin had died a few days before christmas. it... was rough. but yeah, mark and joy bone, and then mark was still talking to her, just not as flirtatiously as before. and...

like. ma'am. it was THREE DAYS OF HIM NOT BEING FULL HEART EYES. THREE. AND SHIT WAS HAPPENING BOTH IC AND OOC. and based on her interactions with other people, i know she was literally only doing it to guilt trip me.

on top of that, she... debateably fetishes gay men. she loooves to have her gay ships but genuinely doesn't know how gay sex works. she once did a para with another friend where she tried to use two fingers and spit as prep. lack of understanding how fucking asses work is further backed up by her wanting sunmi to peg yuta and not knowing what to do.

also just the entire fact that yuta was like lol sunmi's boring and, upon catching wind of such, she brought in an nct boy to snoop. let that marinate for a bit.

that's all i have for now but yeah lmao fuck kayla thank u for ur time <3

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easy-tae-breezy · 7 years ago

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Princess | Librarian!au (?)

Members: Yuta/Reader

Genre: Librarian!au (?) | Fluff

Word Count: 1,700

The crisp Sunday morning cut through the bare street as you wander through the new town. Moving towns had always been an idea that intrigued you and so after graduating into adulthood you decided, why the heck not?

Sunlight radiated through the network of alley ways, lighting up the small, family-based stores. All you wanted to do was explore the fresh, new town to its full potential and pop into each shop but the one thing stopping you was the desire to find a very specific treasure, a book, to be exact.

Having spent all day yesterday researching numerous dead ends, you discovered a little private library that had the book in their collection and after having briefly chatted with the owner, you found they were willing to lease the book to you for free due to your keen enthusiasm. The owner revealed herself to be an elderly lady with the same passion for books and warm tea, similar to the passion that you had and was more than happy to meet ‘someone so young yet so alike’. Over the phone she sounded legit enough to visit the next day and so here you were. The only problem now, however, was that the store was incredibly hard to find within the vast web of alleyways.

Skimming past family restaurants and indie cafes, you finally find the particular store you had long been searching for, Maple’s Pages. It easily stood out in comparison to its neighbouring buildings as it possessed an antique aura with very little to none of its features striving to be modern or contemporary. Its walls were of a beige cobble stone brick and had bits of darkness and moss growing in small cracks. Cosy.

The green wooden door was left slightly ajar with a sign reading ‘Welcome, we’re open’. Its partly shielded windows revealing several rows of endless bookcases that were also coloured the same vintage green colour as the door.

You hesitantly push the door open further, causing a ring to echo from the small bell hanging above the opening. Slowly stepping forward while looking around, you observe a small desk tucked in the back of the room with a sleeping figure resting with their legs propped up on the table-top.

“Hello…?”

Nothing.

The lean figure continues to lightly snore under the open book on their face, their chest heaving up and down in time to their relaxed breaths. You begin to make your way closer towards them, sceptical that the figure was the elderly Maple you had spoken to yesterday judging by the boyish fashion and broad shoulders.

“Excuse me… Ahem! Maple?”

You say a little louder with curiosity lingering in your words. The masculine form briefly stops breathing. You take a cautious step back… The man across from you sighs with a low voice and reaches for the book balancing on his face, revealing an attractively scowled expression.

His dark brows knot in confusion, his eyes half-opened with drowsiness, half-opened with annoyance, peer at your timid stance. As he fully awakens he begins to look you up and down, licking his lips in a jokingly seductive manner as a smirk tugs on the corners of his lips.

“HEY!” You yell while attempting to cover your fully clothed body, your face reddens at the attention from a devilishly handsome man. He merely laughs at you response, beaming an amused smile.

“Lighten up, I don’t bite, princess,” he winks at your direction, briefly pausing to stand up and introduce himself.

“I’m Yuta, Marin is my gran but she calls herself Maple because apparently it draws in customers...”

He says sarcastically with a hint of guilt as he throws his hands out gesturing to the empty store.

“Don’t be so harsh! She seems really kind… Plus she has an excellent taste in books,” You say matter-of-factly.

“No way. Don’t tell me…”

“What?”

He faux-ponders by placing a slender finger on his plumped, pouting lips, staring straight at you, making you slightly shy at the undivided attention. With a mini ‘ah-ha’ moment, he extends his finger to point at you with a perfect smile gracing his handsome face.

“You’re the nerd that wants to borrow that book, ah… What was it called again…? Music of Ancient-”

“The Music of The Most Ancient Nations,” you interject quickly, “yes, I am that nerd, butthead.”

A glint of enjoyment glazes over his eyes as he deviously chuckles to himself once more.

“Ah, well that’s a shame,” he sighs with a pouting face, pacing closer towards you, “I don’t know where it is.”

“What do you mean? How could you not know, your Maple’s grandson,” you doubt his claim, voice rising slightly.

“Well, I, personally, am not too keen on books like gran is. But she insisted to go to the market and get the finest tea for her book-loving-pen-pal, leaving me, someone with no knowledge on books, to look after the store,” he explains, slyly walking around you with his arms crossed.

“So I have no idea where she put it,” he continues with a smirk, “but my guess is that it’s somewhere in this room.”

“Great thinking, Sherlock!” You sarcastically exclaim, “Go ahead and find it and we can wait for-”

“Ah, ah, ah, princess,” he interrupts, standing before you while shaking his finger “not so fast.”

“Ugh, I don’t have time for this, you dork, just give me the book,” you whine as you lightly smack his finger out of your face..

“Hey, is that really any way to talk to your future prince?”

You outwardly snort, playfully pushing Yuta out of your way as you begin to explore the vast amount of books resting on the shelves around you.

“If you want it, you’re gonna have to find it, honey. I was in the middle of something,” He places his two hands under the side of his face, pretending to fall asleep.

‘Well if anything, he would have been a distraction, clearly wasn’t going to help me anyway…’

You allow your fingertips to gently graze on the spines of the books as you read each new individual title, recognising a few of the authors’ names. Occasionally you’d pull out a book or two, only to place it back in its rightful place after having mentally listed which ones to read in the future.

After having scoped through the first aisle you make your way to the next set of shelves, picking up another interesting book along the way. However, instead of an empty space being left behind from the book, a pair of crescent shaped eyes on the other side of the bookcase peep up at you with curiosity. Frightening you at first, you gasp, but soon relax as boisterous laughter erupts from Yuta.

“Geez, you scared the crap outta me, Yuta!”

“Haha, you’re a delicate one aren’t you?”

You groan slightly but let out bubbly, light giggles afterwards at the childish antic and bashfully place the book back into its original resting place, continuing your leisurely walk down the row of books. From the corner of your eye you notice Yuta wearing a bright smile on his lips as he follows you on your mini-conquest. His once irritated eyes now gleamed with affection and interest as you continued to admire the collection.

Your steps come to an abrupt halt after spotting a particular book perched on the highest shelf- ‘that’s the one!’

“I found it, Yuta! Haha, yes! Can I go get it?”

You point towards the shelf with your cutest smile, internally cursing at how easily you had grown accustom to the man’s presence and how excited you let yourself sound.

“Be my guest, princess,” he replied, while bowing his head and placing his hand over his chest, mimicking a butlers gestures.

You teasingly thwack his shoulder and begin tip-toeing to reach the book. Struggling, you decide to recruit the small stool from in front of the desk to help you and with the help of the extra height, you grip the book easily. However, you begin to feel your balance faltering as the stool below you rocks slightly. Your feet try to step off the stool but the rest of your body’s inaccuracy causes you to miscalculate the step as you inevitably fall backwards, book still in hand.

You squeeze your eyes shut, bracing for the fall.

When the fall never hits you, you peak one of our eyes open. A concern-painted Yuta meets your gaze, his lips pushed in a slight ‘o’ shape. His eyes staring right back at you, briefly wondering down to your lips. His strong arms carefully holding your figure mid-air, providing a sense of security.

You blink in shock, the haze of the situation melts and Yuta’s concern eases slightly. You begin to stand up straight with one hand clutching the book to your chest, the other still grasping a bundle of the man’s shirt. He smiles to himself as you don’t back out of his embrace.

“You can let go now, princess.”

Your face reddens with embarrassment as you release your tight grip on his clothing, clearing your throat and mumbling an apology.

“I think I ought to leave…”

‘Oh my gosh… How embarrassing ugh…’

“Haha okay, come here, silly. I gotta check the book out for you first,” he sighs but the charming smile on his face never wavers.

“Tell Marin I’m sorry, I’ll visit her another time, I’m not feeling too well,” You regretfully apologise with your head hanging low, humiliation showing through the hot blush on your face.

Yuta chuckles and nods as he collects the book from you, jogging over to the desk and quickly writing in it. Before you know it, the book is back in your possession with a small piece of paper peeking out the top of it and Yuta is quietly guiding you with one hand gently pushing the small of your back towards the door. Before you leave Yuta whispers to you with the heat of his breath tickling your ear as you keep your embarrassed expression away from his sight. Although you hadn’t looked you were certain he was wearing that sinful smirk of his.

“Be sure to read it before you come back, princess.”

You merely nod, registering no meaning to his words, and let out a brief ‘thank you’ as you start speed-walking walking home.

The sheer embarrassment of the fall had solely occupied your mind on your way home as it painfully replayed for the nth time, distracting you from any of Yuta’s dialogue. Only when you had reached home and shut your front door did your mind dare to think of Yuta and the intent of his last words to you.

Be sure to read it before you come back, princess…

‘What the heck was that about...?’

You reflect on his absurdity as you turn the first page. A slip of paper falls to the floor near your feet, picking it up you notice scribbles of a number and small note: Instead of checking out the book, how ‘bout checking out me over dinner? I didn’t get your name too, princess. ;)

Yay! Thank you for reading! :) Hope you enjoyed it. Lmao I’m totally gonna change the title later to something more cute. Any thoughts, feedback or kind words are greatly appreciated <3 Have a wonderful week.

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sarissophori · 5 years ago

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Hither Yonder, Chapter 15

Of Halli and Ianan

The sun rose over a pale sky. The mood in Harbortown was mostly relief, redemptive even, but there was a pang of grief as well. Along with the Boda Hikyinoi, stacked like firewood, their dead too were being burned; those in the town who were caught and bled by the wraiths, the nobles slain by Saqina, and the guardsmen pulled from the battlements on the walls.

White, pungent smoke anointed the fields and veiled Dordinnium in haze. Priests walked the lanes between the pyres and chanted softly verses of memory and hope spoken since before Tarmaril’s founding, taking their procession to Dordinnium itself, walking the barren streets bleached by daylight, and blessed the city in ceremony. Never again would it be a haunt tainted by unworldly hunger, yet never again either would it be a city of the living. Wildlife returned there, in time, from deer and hares grazing off the stones to birds that nested and sang from the leaning roofless columns.

After so much labor and heartache, after seeing to their dead and maimed, The Harbortowners in their resilience dressed their market street in ribbons and lanterns, piling the tables high with food and ale in celebration for the happier times ahead. The festivities sprawled out to the harbor where candles lit the boardwalks and quays, many being set adrift down the Valos out to the sea.

Halli and Noma walked freely among them, having been reprieved by the surviving nobles, and listened as people sang pieces of old songs in Tarmarillian, Arthirric and Nosi, dancing their traditional dances; many Tarmarillians, especially in the south, were of mixed lineage, and remembered bits of their old tongues and customs.

“After the Godswrath” said an elderly woman, sitting on her stoop. ��All peoples, master and slave, had no choice but to band together against the demons, to stand as one –not ideal for ‘pure’ Tarmarillians I’m sure, but it helped heal old hurts, and by the time of the Truce, our blood was too mingled to make the old ways feasible, or desirable. We learned to do without it, like the beginning days. Ah, the beginning days! To think that we may return to that, and have a ruling line again.”

“I thought the ruling line was broken” Halli said, enjoying copious amounts of food and drink as she listened.

“Are there any descendants left?”

“Not from the direct line, no” the woman said. “The demons singled out and slew the royal family to a babe before waging their war on the rest of us, though distant kin remain, all with thin ties and thinner claims to the throne, should any want it; unlikely, given the stigma attached to it. The memory of Amornidaz the Last is not fondly recalled, you see.”

“Are there any heirs in Harbortown?”

“Of course. The consulate is one, and his son, though they are loathed to be reminded of it.”

Halli’s eyes glittered. “Ianan is a prince –or could be?”

“Oh, fancy you that, eh?” the woman said. “Not yet, nor for many years if ever. There are centuries of petty loyalties to overcome before a ruling line can be restored, and a new capital christened.”

The elderly woman stared off in thought, then waved a hand.

“Listen to me prattle on! Let the nobles debate what is to come. For now, let us eat, drink, and toast the night. Our future is finally a bright one. Our time for atonement has passed. We will be a great people again.”

As the celebration went on, Halli and Noma wound their way through the joyous markets to the quieter side streets, to a small mound by the wall where a lone oak tree pondered. There sat Ianan, his arm bandaged, looking out to the Valos, watching as the candles floated by. Halli went to him and sat beside him. Neither of them talked. They didn’t have to. In the hum of singing that surrounded them they leaned on the other as the full moon rode across the bay, casting a peaceful glimmer over Harbortown and Dordinnium.

The morning after, Halli and Ianan were summoned to the private library of the Consulry, and Noma also slipped in; high shelves cluttered with leather-bound books were arranged around a table of blue-veined marble and quartz. A book lay open with a picture Varrion was considering. Beside it, placed in a bowl of crystal beads, was the tarmaril.

“You wanted us, father?” Ianan said.

“I did” Varrion said. “Tell me Halli, have you ever looked into this tarmaril?”

“I have” Halli said.

“Were you able to see anything, as a Hananin?”

“I’m mostly Hananin, but I have some Tarmarillian; enough to see the visions, yes.”

“What did you see?”

“Pieces of the past, nothing clear” Halli said. “People, cities, the Last King himself, and the Godswrath that destroyed them all.”

Varrion nodded, then turned the book for Halli to read, pressing on the picture. It was of a ship on the sea, crewed by a single mariner, sailing west.

“See you this also?”

“Yes, but faintly” Halli said. “Just before I saw the wave.”

“These jewels, as you experienced, are transcendent of mortal plains. Though they were used primarily to record history, they were also used to glean what was yet to come. This was often fruitless, since simply knowing the future is enough to change its course from what would have been. Still, there are constants that endure meddling. This ship was often seen, and never changed. It was interpreted that this mariner, whoever they be, was sailing to the Undying Lands.”

“Is it known who, or if, they made it?” Halli said.

“That was lost with Kalthinnium” Varrion said. “Above all this vision was suppressed by Amornidaz, fearing that it would be another, not he, who would claim a wish from the gods; and yet, after the Imperium’s destruction, the vision remains.”

“So, it’s still supposed to happen?” Halli said.

“That is what the priests and nobles believe, though none are sure” Varrion said. “The ship is Tarmarillian, but none of our people have sailed past sight of our shorelines since the Godswrath. It may be, then, another who makes the journey.”

“Another?” Hope welled within Halli.

“You still have not said why you are here” Varrion said. “I thank you for your help in destroying the mistress, though an explanation for why you woke her is long overdue.”

“You’re right, it is” Halli said. “I am here, because of a promise I made…”

So Halli told them of Yuta and her many trials across the Hinter and Hitherlands, the tribes she met and the creatures she fought, up to her game of riddles with Saqina and Ianan’s rescuing. Varrion listened in awe.

“By the gods child, your life is one of heroes and champions most renowned! Perhaps you are the one destined to reach the Undying Lands after all.”

“I hope so” Halli said.

“Is hope enough for you?” Varrion said. “The ocean beyond our seas is not for the unprepared, and the only fleet to sail there never returned.”

“It has been so far, and a lot of luck too, I admit” Halli said. “I will go. Giving up now would make every pain, every hardship meaningless, and the road back home is now just as long as the road ahead. With your blessing, consulate, I ask for any ship you can spare.”

“We have none fit enough for such a trial” Varrion said. “Though it is still in our skill to make one in need. Very well, then. In a month’s time, a vessel worthy of the task will be made ready for you. Until then, you must be taught in seamanship. I leave you to the tutelage of my son.”

“You do?” Ianan said.

“I trust you more than any other” Varrion said. “More importantly, so will she. Now be off; there is much for all of us to do, while the season for it lasts.”

They left the library in haste, infused with sudden purpose, if not entirely sure where to begin.

“How much do you know of seafaring, anyway?” Halli said.

“Enough to sail the coasts and some way offshore” Ianan said. “All Tarmarillians can sail. Even inlanders know the basics of it. And you?”

“I don’t know anything about it. I can’t swim, either.”

Ianan laughed. “You want to sail to the other side of the world, and you cannot swim?”

“How dare you!” Halli said. “It’s not like I’m proud of it.”

“I apologize” Ianan said. “At least we know where to begin. Come, follow me.”

Ianan took her to the banks of the Valos near the hill with the oak. Here, the river was wider and slower than its more inland courses, but the current was deep, and confused by the mingling seawaters at its mouth; yet beside the bank the river was shallow and calm, lapping at docks used by Harbortown’s fishermen. Ianan led Halli to a stone pier with stairs going into the water.

“The river is waist-high here” he said. “We will practice swimming along the pier, until you are comfortable with it.”

He removed his coat, tunic and boots, then set foot on the first step. He took her hand in his.

“I have you. You can trust me.”

“I know” Halli said, following him down, stepping into a river fed by snowmelt from the mountains, gasping as it rose to her navel. Her toes sank in the mud.

“Is it always this cold?” she said, shivering.

“You will get used to it” Ianan said. “How do you feel?”

“Besides chilled? Nervous…the current is moving around me like I’m in its way.”

“That is the nature of water” Ianan said. “It flows with purpose, even when slothful. A pondering tide may sweep out careless feet as readily as any torrent, so respect it while in its grasp. Walk with me, with the current.”

They were moved along by the river’s gentle push, Noma watching from the pier with a guardian’s wariness. They walked to the pier’s end, then walked back against the current, returning to the steps. Ianan told her to stand on the pier while he stayed in the river, showing her how to move her arms and legs to swim. The movements seemed odd to her at first, but then she saw the fluidity of it, paying closer attention to him and his gracefulness than she would have liked to admit. He swam up to her on the last step.

“You try it now.”

Halli reentered the river and tried imitating what she saw. After a few corrections, he had her swimming with his hands around her waist to support and guide her, enjoying doing so perhaps more than he would have liked to admit; but Halli was tense, resisting the urge to flail as that familiar panic snuck in. Noma stood rigid, whining.

“Easy” Ianan said. “With the current. The water is not a hindrance, just another medium to pass through. Glide your arms and legs –yes, like that, much better.”

Guided by his hand and voice, Halli’s confidence grew as they made it to the end of the pier then turned, now against the current. What little panic there was Halli kept in check.

“You swim as if natural to it” Ianan said.

“Really? I’ve never felt sillier.”

“It is still awkward for you, but you do swim beautifully.”

He led her once more, then allowed her a short rest before giving her a final test for the day, swimming on her own strength. After a tense and foundering start she retried and swam the pier’s length, though it was slower going on the return lap. She climbed the steps and shook the water from her hair, trembling as she rubbed her arms.

“Are we d-d-done yet?”

“For today” Ianan said. “You did better than I thought you would for a plains-dweller.”

Halli laughed, then laid down and stretched out for the sun to dry her. Ianan laid down beside her, and they laughed and talked till the sun westered over the sea, setting it afire under an amber sky, sinking past the girdle of unguessed leagues. Stars shone above Harbortown. The day gone, they returned to the Consulry with hearts made warm by the other’s company, despite the remaining trials ahead and their uncertainty.

The next morning, and the morning after, and more yet, Halli and Ianan went back to the same pier and swam the same part of the river, with Noma now paddling alongside. As Halli’s skill bettered it became less about method, and more about course. The trio then swam the breadth of the Valos in laps as fishermen on rafts looked on, often cheering. When Halli proved she could keep pace with Ianan he graduated her to ship-sailing, much to her agreement.

After a midday break, he took her to his family’s private quay tucked into the side of a river estuary, where a single-sailed ship of thirty cubits sat moored at dock, sitting passively in the water. The hull was old, dark-stained by years of use and upkeep, still strong and well-cared for.

“This is Lothshir, Foam-cleaver” Ianan said. “She has been in my family since my grandfather wrought her, and is as true now as she was then. He taught my father to sail with her, and I by him.”

He stood on the bow and loosened the moorings. Halli and Noma came aboard, and Ianan explained the ropes, the knots, and how to steer the rudder and mast. After a quick lesson, he then took the helm and directed them out from the estuary and into the bay, entering open waters. The wind was up, rushing past their ears. The sail bulged and carried Lothshir over river wavelets and foam crests. Halli grinned as she held on, surprised by her own nervous excitement at the pitch and sigh of the hull, the salt and spray, her adventuring spirit kindled. Noma lay down and clamped her paws to the planks, not at all sharing Halli’s sudden euphoria. Ianan sailed them out a few leagues then turned north in a yawning bend, bringing the sun to shine on their faces, leaning starboard in a return course for Harbortown. This was merely an outing to give Halli a sense of the unbounded sea. The real test would begin tomorrow. She furled the sail as they pulled up to the quay, and Ianan retied Lothshir for the night. On solid ground, Halli swayed before righting herself.

“I fell a little off-balance.”

“It is sea-legs” Ianan said. “You will get used to it.”

Out of the ship leapt Noma, shaking the salt from her coat with agitations only Halli could hear, bedraggled and miserable, yet determined to stay by Halli’s side. She patted Noma, and walked with her down the quay.

Again, bright and early, Lothshir set out from the estuary, with Halli at the rudder. Ianan called the directions and she turned them, going west before bending them north along the coasts, through waters gray and crisp. How far they were to go, or where, Ianan didn’t say, and Halli watched the shoreline go by.

The south of Tarmaril stood bare and rocky, laid as beaches of sandy shale or reared as cliffs, rising inland to become the forests and fields made misty by the dawning hours. After thirty leagues of sailing the coast became grayer, the cliffs darker, mounting higher to the north. Water-breaks from rockslides were piled at their base, smacked by churning tides. They came to a wide river-mouth whose inlet was guarded by a solitary isle crowned with a ruined lighthouse, and weathered pines tussled by the stiffening wind.

They sailed up the inlet, entering the course of the river Irdol, a somewhat somber trip. Some way up, on a line of bare hills on the south bank, were the remains of a great city larger and grander than Dordinnium, its towers, plazas and bastions built on high walls, descending to the river as lofty terraces with domes carved from the hills. By the banks were once-majestic harbors of marble and onyx, peerless in scale, that in their time once serviced hundreds of ships. Ianan had Halli sail close, skimming alongside the length of the city, passing under its impressive shadow.

“Where are we?” she said.

“This was Kalthinnium, capital of the Imperium” Ianan said. “Here is where the royal fleet was amassed against the gods, and where those men now rest; their bones lie beneath us as we sail. The city is considered hoc’a Idillu’thin, cursed by holiness, and thus forbidden to tread. It will be allowed to fall into the Irdol, whose tide will wash the stones of their taint and redeem the land, so it is hoped.”

As Halli gazed up at the rising terraces, she realized that, through the tarmaril, she had been here before, and looked over these very battlements as the Godswrath subsumed Kalthinnium and nearly her in the process. The roar of the wave rang in her ears, making her shiver, and glad as they turned about to sail downstream of the Irdol, passing the isle at its mouth, and return to Harbortown.

A few days later came the hardest test. Lothshir this time set out to the south, into the Bay of Arlon. Here was the island of Ir-Arlon, sacred to the ancient Tarmarillians, avoided by their descendants, for this was where, the legends say, the gods appeared to them and taught them their hidden disciplines. It is also where they swore to obey the boundary of the Undying Lands, and use their gifts to enrich the lands of men. The island was thus consecrated, and made off-limits with exceptions to pilgrimages. Even now it was uninhabited, removed from the slightest trespass by both reverence and superstition. Halli glided them along Ir-Arlon’s mountainous northern coasts before rounding to its western beaches, broad and sandy, wavering in the sun.

“Be cautious in these waters, Halli” Ianan said. “Here is the wider ocean, far from the protection of the mainland. Storms are common off the island, especially this late in the season.”

Halli looked around skyward. “The weather seems fine to me.”

“For the moment” Ianan said. “Keep an eye on our course, but also on the horizon. As the old salts say, pray for a red evening while you prepare for a red morning. This is a two-day sail, so one of us must be rested while the other takes over for today. I will start, if you will take us home.”

Halli agreed, and settled into Lothshir’s cubby with Noma to sleep, drifting in and out as Ianan took the helm. He did so quietly at first, then softly, he began to sing in the old and common Tarmarillian tongues, the melody rising and falling, fluid as the sea, coloring Halli’s dreams with a beautiful if melancholy palette.

Her turn came the following morning, and Ianan took his turn to rest. The day was clear, the weather calm, and the green flanks of Ir-Arlon stretched away portside as they sped on, reentering the bay. Though nervous of sailing without Ianan’s oversight initially, Halli soon eased into it and relaxed, as the monotony of it set in. Noma kept her company, even if much of it was spent bemoaning her crampedness.

“The hours never seemed so long when it was rolling fields before us, rather than rolling waves. Oh, how I curse this change.”

“Then stay next time” Halli said. “You don’t always have to come with us, you know.”

“I do” Noma said. “As you promised your sister, I so promised you. I won’t leave your side, good or ill, over land or over water, until our task is done. Besides, we’ve been through worse and survived; the Grayrim, the mistress, what could be more harrowing out here?”

When Halli entered the bay, the weather changed. The seas were rougher, and the skies were graying off the mountains of Ir-Arlon; a front, caught and compressed by the peaks, was coming over the bay with the threat of storm. Winds steadily rose from the west, flapping the sail, and spray slapped the hull. The rocking roused Ianan, who sprang to help Halli tighten down the rigging.

“The sea is getting rough” Halli said.

“You are doing well” Ianan said. “The sail must be furled before the wind gets too high. I will do that, if you keep the rudder steady.”

“And then?”

Ianan looked up, and gave a queer smile.

“We meet the storm.”

The seas heaved and bellowed, propelling Lothshir through the heart of the storm, steadfast against waves smacking the hull like a drum, and washing over the rails. Noma, soaked through her fur, lay huddled in the cubby, staying out of the way. Halli pulled hard on the rudder, fighting the turbulence to round them past the tip of Ir-Arlon and escape the worst of the battering.

“Not so close!” Ianan said. “The waves will toss us against the rocks if you let them. Keep our heading east, then north past the tip!”

Ianan navigated them in confidence, but the remaining leagues were long and tedious, the rain stinging their hands and faces. Lothshir, for its age, withstood the torrents. Rounding the island and leaving it behind, they turned for the mainland where a sliver of clear blue could be seen in the distance. Exiting the bay, the worst of the storm was also left behind, though outliers still whipped them in a sea still choppy and unsettled. Curtains of rain veiled gloomy Ir-Arlon like a shroud over some great sleeping thing.

Close to the shore, the winds changed from an easterly to a northerly course, toward land. Ianan unfurled the sail, adjusting it to swing outward, speeding them through the channel into the Valos estuary, swelled by the storm tide. The prow rode high like the breast of a bird gliding across a lake, entering the arms of gentler waters in the river’s winding course. The clouds broke apart, and rain fell gently on the plains. Harbortown was a bend away, lit by the first lamps of evening. Varrion stood waiting for them by the quay, his cloak billowing, and they moored Lothshir under the light of his lantern.

“You sailed through this storm?” he said.

“It made for good practice” Ianan said. “Halli did well. We were in no true danger, father.”

“One never is until they are” Varrion said. “Next time have a care, and tell me when you intend to sail past the shoreline. No parent enjoys worrying about their child, my son.”

“I will from here on” Ianan said. “I meant to cause no worry.”

“Good” Varrion said. “With that said, I am glad to hear your student is learning to tame rougher waters. It is a fine skill to have, now that her ship is complete, and awaits her.”

Halli’s face lit up. “You’ve finished it, really?”

“You may see it tomorrow, come sunrise” Varrion said. “I will not have your warm suppers go cold tonight.”

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