#Boax

[makeitmingi]

The Cat and Dog Game [Chapter 34]

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Comedy

Pairing: Yunho x Reader (y/n)

Characters: Chef!Reader, RestaurantOwner!Yunho, MaitreD!Hongjoong, Waiter!Yeosang, Waiter!San, Waiter!Mingi, SousChef!Seonghwa, SousChef!Wooyoung, PrepChef!Jongho

Summary: Yunho's dream was to open and run his own restaurant. But he doesn't know anything when it comes to cooking. Until you came along and accepted the job, bringing with you a small crew. How will the black cat tame the energetic golden retriever?

Word count: 3.2K

"Where's (y/n)?" Yunho entered the kitchen, realising his girlfriend was missing from the morning kitchen crew.

"Didn't she tell you? She's with Mingi so she's coming in late." Seonghwa looked up from the batter that he was mixing. Yunho's eyes widened, what were you doing with his best friend? Both of you hadn't told him that you were together.

"No... Mingi told me he was with his mother that's why he's coming late..." Yunho was still reeling from the fact that Mingi lied to him. If there was nothing going on, why would Mingi lie to him?

"Woah, okay. I can see you spiralling. Calm down." Wooyoung patted Yunho's arm.

"I'm fine." He forced a smile. Jongho's eyebrows raised in amusement before he snorted a laugh and put his cakes in the oven.

"I'm going to open the shop. Let me know if you need any help." Yunho mumbled and went to put his bag in the locker room before heading outside.

"If he had puppy ears, they'd be folded against his head now. Truly a kicked puppy look." Wooyoung snickered.

"Shhh, he can hear you." Seonghwa kicked the younger.

When Yunho's friend reported for work, minus Mingi, they were not expecting to see a sulking Yunho at the counter, counting the money in the cash register with a little bit more anger than usual. None of them said anything, going to do their own duties for the store opening before San approached him.

"What's up with you? You're sulking even before the store is opened." San asked his friend as he dried the mugs and set them aside to be used later for the morning drinks.

"Mingi's not here..." He murmured.

"Yeah, we know that. He said he's spending the morning with his mother, right? What's to be angry about?" Hongjoong said.

"He's not! That's the thing, he's with (y/n)! Means, he lied to me." Yunho exclaimed, throwing his head back as he let out a small wail of disbelief. The boys looked at each other.

"So, you think they have something going on behind your back then?" Yeosang questioned.

"Of course not." Yunho scoffed. He trusted the both of you, Mingi has been his best friend forever and you're his loving girlfriend.

"Then?"

"Why did Mingi lie to me? And (y/n) didn't even tell me that she's meeting Mingi. I mean, not that she has to. She told her crew that she's meeting Mingi... I don't know!" He threw his arms up, clearly frustrated by the whole thing.

"You're hilarious, Jeong Yunho." San patted his shoulders and laughed. Hongjoong and Yeosang agreed. It was amusing to all of them to see Yunho so... envious? Jealous?

"Yunho's issues aside, we still need to get ready for service." Hongjoong clapped his hands, waving everyone off to prepare.

"Let me help bring things out." Yeosang and San went into the kitchen to bring out the finished baked goods.

"Oh, Yunho ah. Later, we need to go through the schedule for the social media posts." Yeosang said as he helped San arrange the display case.

"Yeah..." Yunho replied solemnly.

"We're open. Look alive!" San exclaimed, patting Yunho on the bum. Customers streamed in steadily.

"We're here! Sorry, we're late!" You and Mingi rushed into the kitchen mid service, quickly going to put your stuff and Mingi's things down in the locker room. Mingi, who was carrying a large styrofoam boax, went to the walk in. You assisted him, following him in and telling him where to put the box down.

"How was it?" Seonghwa asked when the two of you came back out.

"Amazing. I learnt a lot. Thanks again, Mingi." You smiled at the tall male. He wrapped his arms around you to hug you.

"Don't mention it. I think my mother had a great time too, at least someone is finally interested in learning some cooking from her." He chuckled, patting your back.

"What's going on here?" Yunho's eyes twitched, coming into the kitchen to see you and Mingi hugging each other.

"Right after sneaking into the walk in together." Wooyoung clicked his tongue, shaking his head.

"Wooyoung, shut up." You hissed.

"You! You call yourself my best friend and you lie to me. You told me you were going to be with your mother! Turns out, you were with my girlfriend." Yunho pointed an accusatory finger at Mingi, moving to tug you to his side protectively.

"Okay, calm down. Mingi was with his mother, I just asked to join in." You said, placing a hand on Yunho's back.

"Why? I didn't hear you mention this." Yunho pouted.

"Because I told Seonghwa and the others to tell you. Anyway, if you must know, I requested to meet Mingi's mother to learn more about prepping and cooking Korean eels." You looked at him.

"Oh..." Yunho slumped while Mingi rolled his eyes at how dramatic Yunho was. He didn't get why Yunho was acting up, honestly.

"So, yeah. We were not up to anything." You crossed your arms with raised eyebrows.

"I didn't think you were... I just didn't know what was going on..." Yunho whined, trailing after you as you walked away to help your crew with the other food prep.

"Ah, I really don't get relationships some times." Mingi chuckled with a shake of his head, going out to the front to help the others. As you prepped and did whatever you needed to do with Seonghwa, Yunho stayed by your side like a puppy. Although it was hard to ignore him because he was so big and cute.

"Let's have two eel dishes tonight." You said to the team. They gathered together to listen.

"For asian, marinate the eel in black bean sauce, rice wine, sesame oil and soy sauce. Grill it and serve it with a spicy marinated chive salad. What else can we serve with that?" You asked.

"We can take the bones and make a stock. Use that stock to cook rice and serve on the side since it's asian." Jongho suggested.

"Good idea." Seonghwa nodded.

"For western dish. A potato galette and we'll grill the eel until it's crispy and smokey, flake it on top with burnt leeks, poached eggs and pickled onions?" You said to the team.

"Sounds good." Wooyoung said, taking down the notes in his phone for later.

"Either that or I was thinking an eel stew with tomatoes, capers, so on." You thought out loud.

"The potato galette is better. But I think instead of grilling, I suggest we take stock and poach the eel in it, with flavours of a court boullion. Once the eel is done, emulsify it with butter to make a sauce." Seonghwa said.

"Oh, good idea. It won't be too heavy then. Or else baked galette with smokey burnt leeks and crispy grilled eel might be too much." Jongho agreed. You hummed and wrote it down.

"Let's move on to the other dishes." You said. Yunho was always in awe when he watched how your team formed a menu.

"Anything to add?" You turned to Yunho. He blinked, totally not paying attention to what you said.

"Uhh... No. I'm good." He blushed and shook his head. Before continuing, you went out to get yourself a coffee, greeting the others at the same time.

"Mrs Song was so nice. She taught me a lot and I learnt a lot." You smiled, conversing with the others.

"She's just glad there's someone to pass on her cooking knowledge. Because my brother and I have not shown any interest whatsoever. Wouldn't be surprised if she asks you join the family or something with the way she kept calling you her daughter." Mingi scoffs while rolling his eyes. You couldn't help but laugh.

"You'll have to fight Haneul for that. She wants (y/n) as her younger sister." San raised a hand. Hongjoong and Yeosang agreed, their mothers loved you since they met you.

"No, no, none of that. My omma already called dibs." Yunho came into the conversation.

"Well, I'm honoured. I love all your parents, they're kind, caring and wonderful people. I'll gladly be their daughter." You smiled.

A part of you hurt. So that's what it was like having parents around who wanted you. It bitterly reminded you of your father and stepmother, how they didn't even want you around them.

"I'm going to do dinner prep. Thanks for the coffee." You shook the cup and went to the kitchen.

"Are you sure you don't want us to stay and help?" Jongho asked, throwing his arms around you to stick to your side.

"Yes, don't worry. This was the deal remember? I come in late, I stay behind to make up for it. You guys were on time so go home and rest." You laughed. Of course, the 3 boys were unsure of leaving you behind and going home to rest.

"Not like you slept in, you were still out and about... At the market, Mingi's mom's restaurant..." Wooyoung pointed out. Seonghwa and Jongho nodded.

"Seriously, guys. I'm fine. I'll see you all tonight, okay?" You said, giving them hugs. Of course, Wooyoung's was the longest.

"Come here, jagi!" He squished you, rubbing his cheek against yours. You scrunched your nose, patting his hip.

"Go~" You shooed them out of the kitchen. Casting you another uncertain look, Seonghwa wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you in for another hug and kissing your forehead.

"No overworking, you got me?" He said sternly.

"Yes, mom." You saluted. Seonghwa gave you a flat look, patting your head and leaving the kitchen.

"You're still here?" Yunho poked his head in, confusion written all over his face when he saw you setting up rather than clearing down the kitchen. You nodded with a hum, laying the newspaper down and putting the chopping board there. After that, you laid out your knives and other things you needed.

"I came in late so it's fair I stay longer to prepare for dinner. I'm going to prep the eels." You explained, your back facing Yunho. He came over and hugged you tightly.

"What?" You were puzzled but hugged him back.

"Nothing." He mumbled, leaning over you. One thing about Yunho's hugs, with his taller physique, his body almost encased yours.

"Need help?" He asked, pulling away. You asked him for the styrofoam box that Mingi had put in the walk in. The eels were all in there and needed to be prepared.

"It's going to get messy... And a little gory... You might wanna leave." You warned Yunho.

"I'm fine. I'll get my apron and stand back." Yunho went to the locker room to fetch his apron, putting it on.

To be honest, a part of why you volunteered to stay later was because you were excited to use your new knowledge to use. It was exciting to put into practice what you were taught and continue honing that skill through practice.

"Don't the guys in front need your help?" You asked, picking up the box of eels and dumping them into the sink, watching them flop around and wriggle.

"Nope!" He grinned.

"Yun..." You warned. Yunho knew you didn't like it when he abandoned his duties to hang out with you or be with you.

"I'm not, love. I swear. I did my stuff for closing already. They told me to come in and help you guys clean up if you needed it." He crossed his heart. You grew flustered at his nickname.

"Isn't Seonghwa your teacher now? Since you looooove learning from him." You scoffed.

"Baby, you know that's not true! It was one time that he taught me and that's only because you were sleeping." Yunho argued.

"Mmm, sure. Put the blame on me." You teased, washing your hands.

"No! You know that's not what I mean, (y/n)." He wailed out. You would have laughed but you did feel bad for always teasing Yunho so you went over to him to hug him again to comfort him. He pressed his face into your shoulder, grabbing your waist. You stroked the back of his head.

"Uh, am I interrupting something?" Yeosang stood at the doorway, blinking in confusion as you released Yunho. You burst out laughing and shook your head.

"What are you doing?" Yeosang peered over the sink.

"Preparing eels for tonight. Just like how Mingi's mother taught me." You said, grabbing your knife to begin.

"Ouch, remind me never to offend you, (y/n). Ever." Yeosang winced, seeing you grab the eel and cut into it to remove its guts then mercilessly skin it.

"Yeosang, I would never use my culinary knowledge to physically hurt someone. Plus, it's easier to skin an eel than a human." You shrugged.

"I'm not even going to question how you know that." Yeosang chuckled and went to the locker room to get his things. With a wave, he left first. You and Yunho waved back to him.

Soon, San, Mingi and Hongjoong came in, having done everything for service tonight. Not wanting to see all the gore of you preparing the eels, Hongjoong and Mingi grabbed their things and made a beeline for the door.

"Don't tired yourself out, (y/n)." San smiled kindly.

"Thank you, San. I won't. Have a good rest, see you tonight." You wished. He nodded and left, not before patting Yunho on the shoulder to bid him goodbye.

"Now, it's just us!" Yunho declared with a wide smile. You laughed with a snort.

"Do you not want to rest, Yun?" You asked as you moved onto the next eel. You kept the area as clean and organised as you could.

"No, I'm okay. I'd rather be here with you." He said. You felt your cheeks heat up at his words. Yunho ended up grabbing his laptop and a chair to work behind you at the main island.

A nice silence fell over the both of you. Silence in that there wasn't any playful banter or conversation. You both let each other focus on your tasks.

"Here." Yunho took a break by holding the coffee up to you so you could take a drink, even if your hands were dirty.

"Thank you." You smiled gratefully and took a sip. When you were done with all the eels, you set the prepared eels aside and cleaned up the area in case any of the eel innards dropped. Yunho helped you with mopping the floor while you scrubbed the sink, counter top, knives and cutting board.

"What's next?" Yunho asked.

"I'll put these in the fridge to be used tonight. And I'll start a stock on the bones. I have the blanch them then boil the stock." You informed, bringing the eel filets into the walk in fridge.

"Do you always have to blanch the meats before making a stock? I know my omma does that with beef and pork bones."

"Not always but most of the time, it gets rid of the blood and impurities." You replied.

"It doesn't affect the flavour?" Yunho helped you put the two stock pots on the stove and turned on the pot filler to begin filling them with the water.

"No. Personally, I feel it actually helps, gives it a cleaner flavour. So like fish, I'll lightly blanch it just to get that heavy fishiness away." You said, throwing the eel bones into the water.

"So are you doing two types of stock?" He asked.

"Yeah. One is a light stock, flavoured with white wine, onion, celery, peppercorns, herbs. To make something similar to what is called a court boullion, used to poach things like seafood. The other will be heavier because it'll flavour the rice we're serving." You explained.

"Court boullion... So this is similar but not exactly? What's the actual one then?" Yunho questioned.

"Usually it's water with white wine, herbs, vegetables. Sometimes you can add lemon since it's meant to be a little more acidic than normal stock." You said.

"It lets the seafood or whatever you're poaching shine in flavour?" He tilted his head.

"Exactly." You grinned.

Yunho helped where he could, mainly he wanted to be close to you. Now, you were just letting the stock boil for as long as possible. So after you set the timers, you and Yunho sat outside.

"Come." Yunho patted the seat beside him at one of the booths. The curtains were all drawn and no one could see into the shop.

"This is nice." You admitted, being tucked against Yunho's side, his arm draped over you. He smiled down at you, leaning to kiss the crown of your head. The both of you just sat there in silence, enjoying each other's company but at some point, you didn't know when, you fell asleep.

"You must be tired." He said softly, lighting stroking your head, but careful not to wake you up. Yunho enjoyed these moments with you, it brought him peace.

For you, Yunho brought so much light and excitement. For Yunho, you brough so much peace and calmness.

"(y/n)?" In the evening, Seonghwa, Jongho and Wooyoung came in for the dinner service.

"Where is she?" Wooyoung looked around. The stock was gently cooking on the stove but you were nowhere to be found. Seonghwa walked out to the front and paused at the sight before him.

"Is she here?" Jongho came out.

"Shhh." Seonghwa hushed the younger, pointing over to the booth seat. You were still tucked against Yunho's side, fast asleep. Yunho's cheek pressed against the top of your head, having fallen asleep as well. Jongho's eyebrows raised in amusement.

"Quiet, Woo. They're sleeping outside. Don't bother them." Seonghwa said. Wooyoung went to see. He studied the two of you, tilting his head while Jongho snickered.

"They're just sleeping." Jongho smacked Wooyoung.

"I was just checking." Wooyoung shrugged. He took his phone out to snap a picture, silently cooing at the two of you.

"Okay, let's get back to work." Seonghwa pushed the two to the kitchen.

"You know if (y/n) wakes up and finds out we started cooking without waking her up, she'll kill us." Jongho pointed out. Wooyoung whimpered at that.

"It's fine. Plus, Yunho is sleeping on top of her. She wouldn't move to disturb him." Seonghwa waved them off.

"Your funeral." Wooyoung held his hands up. They began preparing for the dinner service. However, they didn't realise the timer for the stock was on your phone. You and Yunho jolted awake when the alarm on your phone sounded. You checked your phone, eyes widening when you saw the time.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME?!" You barged into the kitchen. Jongho and Wooyoung ducked behind the counters together, leaving Seonghwa to fend for himself.

"You and Yunho were sleeping so peacefully. I didn't want to wake either of you." Seonghwa replied calmly.

"You! I'm never going near you again. You make me sleep." You frowned, pointing at Yunho.

"I don't know whether to take that as a compliment or insult..." Yunho scratched the back of his head, yawning and stretching his limbs. You sighed and grabbed your apron to tend to your stock.

"Probably not the best time to tell you Wooyoung hyung took pictures, right?" Jongho voiced out.

"He what?!"

"YAH! CHOI JONGHO!" Wooyoung screeched.

~

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[daenystheedreamer]

Valyrian Pantheon Headcanons

We know the names of 5 of the Valyrian gods and that's it. We don't know anything about the practices or even what those gods were patrons of. Here is my headcanon reconstruction of the pantheon ^_^

I think the Fourteen Flames (the volcanoes) are named for fourteen gods who constitute the main pantheon, similar to the 12 Greek Olympians or the 12 Roman Dei Consentes. There are many minor gods, usually personifications of concepts like seasons/emotions.

I imagine them like Egyptian gods, who are personified sometimes as humans, sometimes as animals, sometimes as animal-headed humanoids. I imagine the main fourteen as dragons, though idk how silly that would look lol.

I think they were also androgynous gods. Why? That's fun. That's so fun. Dragons are theorised to be hermaphroditic/intersex who can change their sex at will, but also are referred to as she-dragons if they are confirmed to lay clutches of eggs. So some of these gods are gods, and some are goddesses, despite being a-gender

Canonical Gods

BALERION: I believe Balerion's name is at least a little inspired by Ba'al, an ancient Semitic god who was very important to the religions of the region (Canaan, Babylon, etc) and features as a false god in the Hebrew bible. I think he's the King of the gods, like Zeus. God of war or fire or conquest or all of the above. Many ancient gods shifted their patronage and powers.

VHAGAR: Consort of Balerion, similar to Hera. Goddess of war/wisdom, similar to Athena. I think this fits a person like Visenya.

MERAXES: Perhaps a concubine of Balerion? Like how Zeus had thousands of lovers. Metis, Leto, Demeter, etcetera. Goddess of love, because Rhaenys seems like a woman who enjoyed love and life. Perhaps also a goddess of marriage?

SYRAX: It's gotta be someone Rhaenyra would think is cool. Perhaps a goddess of the sun/moon? Another war goddess? A queen? Actually, perhaps Syrax is the Hera of the pantheon, while Vhagar is not necessarily virginal like Athena but 'unmarried' so to speak. Goddess of beauty/wealth would also fit Rhaenyra. Goddess of the sun or moon would be fun in opposition to Sunfyre.

BOASH: called 'The Blind God' Mentioned as the god the Lorathi worship, whose religious followers (dissidents of the Valyrian Freehold) founded the city of Lorath. The name doesn't follow the typical Valyrian naming traditions, perhaps he was originally Boax/Boaxes? Would be fun. He's a very esoteric god connected to 'higher truths', the priests are eunuchs and the followers are vegetarian teetotalers and a main tenant is that everyone is equal. They also wear hair shirts which is an old Christian practice. I think he's a version of a Valyrian death god

the BLACK GOAT: Whose followers founded Qohor. I think he's a minor god, perhaps of magic or agriculture even, agricultural deities tend to be very important to common folk. However the goat imagery evokes Satan and Baphomet, so I think a villainous or death deity would be fun.

Non-canonical gods

A lot of the Targ dragons are given names with similar naming style to the canonical god dragons.

VERMITHOR & VERMAX: The naming conventions of Vermax and Vermithor intrigue me... I think one is the name of the God and one is a theophoric name in reference to the god. Perhaps a god of justice, law, order, etc, since they were the dragons of Jaehaerys and Jacaerys and I can see them picking that kind of God.

ARRAX: Lucerys names his dragon this, so I think a coming-of-age god or god of youths would be fun since he, yknow, got eated at 14.

CARAXES: This is Daemon's dragon so I'm saying Caraxes is the Dionysus/Hermes trickster god. Daemon picking the bacchanalian drunk sex god for his dragon is real to me.

MELEYS: Rhaenys TQWNW's dragon. Rhaenys gives off SUCH demeter vibes idk so agricultural god would be fun but idk i don't think she'd pick something like that. Perhaps its based off of Meraxes since Rhaenys is her namesake. Perhaps an oceanic or weather-based god.

MORGHUL: Morghul is simply the word for death in High Valyrian e.g. 'Valar Morghulis', but I like it as a euphemistic name for a God of death. Like his name is so tabboo that you just refer to him as death, or he's just named death in relation to afterlife, like how Hades refers to both the god and the underworld. I think perhaps Boash and the Black Goat are actually interpretations/aspects of the same deity, perhaps a death - morghul - god.

SHRYKOS: Sick name sorry just had to say that. He's Jaehaerys (son of Helaegon)'s dragon. got no clue what he could be a god of cos jaehaerys is a plot device character. I think he's just a cool Valyrian word, like Morghul, since Jaehaerys and Jaehaera are twins. Be fun if they picked life/death dichotomy for their dragons :p

TERRAX: ridden by the pre-doom character Jaenara Belaerys, who flew further south in Sothoryos than anyone else. God(dess) of travel/wisdom/conquest/oceans would be fun since she's a traveller who flew across oceans and sort of exemplifies the Valyrian conquest/adventurer spirit.

TESSARION: Okay the blue queen has to be a goddess of the ocean or the sky<3

TYRAXES: Joffrey's dragon :) I think a god of animals would be cute also cos he sounds like T-rex. I would name my dragon T-rex. Possibly a bastardisation of Terrax though...

URRAX: This is the name of a legendary/fairytale dragon from the story of Serwyn and Daeryssa from the Age of Heroes. By Daeryssa's naming convention and the fact she is mentioned only in AGOT, I think she was perhaps supposed to be a Targaryen before GRRM had established a full history. I think he's just a bastardisation of perhaps a Valyrian god like Arrax.

So my vision of the Valyrian pantheon includes Balerion, Vhagar, Meraxes, Syrax, Vermithor, Arrax, Caraxes, Terrax, Tessarion, which is 9 gods

plus Meleys and Tyraxes who I'm not sure if I want to be referring to above gods or just the name of a god entirely, which makes 11

Adding a death god (Boash, Black Goat, Moghul) makes 12,

which leaves another two unnamed for my personal idea of a Valyrian pantheon :)

[electropneumatic]

Have you ever thought about swapping excel for something more... Serious and able to handle larger datasets?

Or are you the type of engineer who writes Visual Basic Macros in 2024?

The one time I was analyzing a database of any real size I used R, as instructed by my boss. However, for personal projects, I like to use Google Sheets. Is it the best software for whatever I'm trying to do? Hell no. But that's half the fun for me. The structure of the language means I have to think outside the boax and get really creative sometimes (you can somewhat replace if and for loops with arrayFormula, but watch out! It's definitely not 1:1). And I really like the look that CS majors make when I tell them "my Google Sheet supports STL files."

Basically- for larger applications at work, I don't use spreadsheets. For personal projects? Absolutely!

[ilikemytittieswithmilk]

EASY ACCESS TO MY ZYNTRAFEL STORIES(changed the name but I ain’t changing it in allat stories in lazy)

Void-001

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Void-002

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Void-000

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Void-004

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Void-005

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Void-006

click here i luv you <3

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Void-010

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void-011

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Void-0012

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Void-0014

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no more pictures cuz sadly i reached my image limit

Void-016

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Void-018

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Void-019

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Void-020

click here you monkey(i just said that so it could rhyme lol)

Void-021

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Void-026

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Void-999

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Void-030

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dioV’s(infinite voids)

dioV-100

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200-dioV

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dioV-300

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dioV-400

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Pocket voids(ones that can be accessible by items(it can also be like entities rooms)

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Void-029

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Void-031

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BY THE WAY IF YOU WANT YOU CAN MAKE YOUR OWN VOID IF YOU WANT! IM TRYING TO MAKE A FANDOM/COMMUNITY!

My oc's

Zetari

food oc

Roma(or Spiral) redesign

oneshot 2(?)

Bazelii's cool design😎😎😎

Reader x Jonni(?)

Odiness, Bazelii, Zip Zip x kid!reader PLATONIC

HAPPEH PRIDE MONTH

Bazelii being annoying

Jonni

Code and Glitch

Jelta

The TV bro’s

Keltar

Slimly

Mr. Cegao

Sorrowy

Naxso

Boax

Mavdo

Aciso

Kadoco

Mecao

Mother and Father

Voab

Caurt and Maurt

Flaqy and guart

Redesign of Flaqy & guart + new oc

Vodco

Im not naming allat😭

Karsiak

NSFW canon Bazelii

Narpo

Dating Vodco

Zurk

Vezlorn

Vrixelar

Vrakov

Zyphrax

Jyntris and Rymek

OC’s

Uhm clown

Fluffball

Computer and sea OC’s

[flower-waltz]

rewatched princess arete & the feel of it has changed subtly for me. where before i was overcome by both despair - i can never get out of here, i am going to die here, i will spend my time passing the time until i die here - & desire, strongly, wanting more than anything to have everything outside of my family's home outside of my horrible blank room..

now it is a bit different. even more than the imprisonment of the tower & the basement, it's the feeling of total insignificance in the world of people, looking on at the world & wondering if you have any of the wonderfulness you see in those people? (& for boax - looking at memories & knowing you were barred from progressing the way you thought you would, now that world has ended, everyone you knew & loved is dead, & all you learned how to do before the end was the most useless thing, you claim heritage for such great craftsmanship but your hands are utterly useless, you were an insignificant piece, & now even less than that.) that is what stands out to me the most. the ending shot of boax standing alone looking down at his hands didn't make much sense to me in my tower era! it does now. arete's life has only just begun, boax's was cut off when it was supposed to begin truly, they carry a very different sense of possibility in the end. now he knows he is really stuck there, he is really among the people of the earth, he is going to die. i wonder if he'd really be able to move forwards? the 2 feel like two halves of a whole

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Darling Katherine!

This….your words…..took my breath away. (OG Top Gun joke not intended but I’m okay with it. 😉😆 ) How immeasurably t h o u g h t f u l and k i n d!!!! I am as floored right now as I was this morning when I read them first thing, still in my jammies and barely awake. 🥹🫣🫠🥹🫣🫠💗💞💗💞💗

THANK YOU, FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART, DEAR ONE!!! 💗💗💞💞💗💞💗💞😘😘😘😘🥰🥰🥰💛💛💛💛💛 I don’t think it’ll eVER cease to amaze me the beautiful happenstance of Tumblr in that one day two people can be total strangers, or just vaguely aware of one another, and then a short time later be such sweet buddies sharing the love of Some Good Thing Or Other That Makes Our Souls Happy. Bonkers!!! 🥹🫣🤯 But I’m so thankful for it, and for you, and that it happened to us! 💗💞💛✨

I’ll never be over the way you wrote about this little story of mine. 🫣🥹 The way you describe it and the way it made you feel. The dreamiest, most heartfelt and touching language. Flabbergasted f o r e v e r. Gonna come back to it so often to remind myself of your love and support and friendship and the way that a seemingly “simple”, “little” thing like writing a story about a character-loved-in-common can do so much, bring joy and light and enjoyment and the list goes on. I’m legit emotional right now about this AND I LOVE IT.

Thank you again, Amazing Lady. 💗💞😘 You’re a gift and I’m so glad to know you. 💗💗💗💗

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a little j.h.s. something

pairing: My favorite Texan Naval aviator, Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin x Female…Reader? OC? She’s kind of both? I’ll explain more in the Author’s Note. 😜 warnings: Mutual pining. Yearny. Friends with feelings they’re not acknowledging. PG-level swears. Takes place in a bar that’s not The Hard Deck. There’s a Dean Martin song used.😜  word count: a little over 1k. author’s note: This is my first bit of writing shared in a good long while, and also my first bit of writing for Top Gun Maverick since that movie happened to me this year. Be gentle please I’m nervous???? 😨😱 This story is actually part of a moment I have in mind for a whole, longer, multi-parted story that’s currently simmering on the stovetop of my brain until I can figure it out more/work up the nerve to plot it out and start writing and sharing it involving Jake and a Lady OC who I’m also still developing. Hence she, ‘Birdy’ a nickname she’s referred to as once here ☺, is sort of straddling the Reader/OC line at the moment. I honestly prefer writing this way than in the second person; it’s easier for me and I find I like the way things flow and feel better, so hopefully y’all don’t mind it. Okay. I’ve officially rambled w a y too much so I’m shutting my cakehole now. 🤐 I sincerely hope it pleases you! 💕❤ bonus material: This is the song that’s playing in the bar in case you want to listen in on Jake and Birdy’s dance.  It’s not a love song really, but I love it and find there is a certain sweet, romance to it. But then again, I’m a known Sap, so form your own opinion. 😉 tagging: My Sweet B.💗 ‘cause she’s a dear, inspiring, and encouraging gem of a lady, whom I love. @bradshawsbaby​

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Two Clever Princesses, Two Feminist Fairy Tales: The Clever Princess vs Princess Arete

There has been much thought and discussion on what does, and does not, constitute a “feminist” story: whether it includes any tale with a proactive woman or girl protagonist, a story where characters of any gender can participate in the narrative fully, or a world that depicts non-patriarchal societies and systems. There are many nuances to consider, and there is no one “proper” way to tell a story with feminist themes and intent—different writers will approach feminist topics in different ways across times, genres, and mediums. Shifts in tone and mood can also transform the context of a story and allow it to engage with its feminist themes in different, but still equally meaningful, ways.  

The 2001 anime film, Princess Arete, is a loose adaptation of Diana Coles’ short story “The Clever Princess”. Both stories follow a young princess named Arete, who has lived in a castle her entire life and has next to no experience interacting with the outside world, and yet has grown up to be an extremely clever girl—to the chagrin of her father and prospective suitors. Later, a powerful wizard named Boax comes to the castle to claim Arete’s hand in marriage, which the king readily agrees to.  

What they don’t know is that Boax marries Arete because it was foretold that she would be the cause of his demise; he, therefore, wishes to make the princess suffer and ensure his morbid fate will not come to pass. Of course, Arete, the titular clever princess that she is, is much smarter and braver than Boax anticipated. With the help and kindness of several different people, Arete is able to overcome various obstacles and wins back her freedom. While both the book and the film follow this general plotline, the two pieces of media approach the narrative in vastly different ways.

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