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fairyhaos · 8 months

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❍ the 2k event: minghao + galleries

alternative title: most beautiful art

pairing: minghao x gn!reader

genre: non-idols, fluff, established relationship, art galleries, proposal au

word count: 1877

warnings: pet names (love, darling)

event taglist: @slytherinshua @rubywonu @pepperonijem @amxlia-stars @weird-bookworm @hannyoontify @my-moarmy-heart @suminsfav @minhui896 @haocovr @lockburn-castle @sweet-like-caramel @horanghae8 @graybaeismytae @karionice @hopetiger10 @shuabby1994 @yonabutnotyuna @lvlystars @k-drama-adict @onedumbho3 @sluttyhansol @haowrld

Art galleries aren't your thing, but they are Minghao's.

"I think you're a little insane for this," he tells you, half-seriously, but the fondness and wonder is evident in the undercurrent of his voice, and you laugh, watching your boyfriend as he slowly drifts towards the first of the artworks in the room.

"Insane only for you, my darling," you say teasingly, but he looks back at you with a smile all the same. You shrug, casual, like this is no big deal. "I have friends who have friends in high places. I know how to pull strings in order to hire an art gallery for a couple of hours."

Minghao's eyes widen at that, straightening from where he's bending down to read a plaque. "A couple of hours?" When you only grin wider, he shakes his head in disbelief. “I don’t think I’ve ever loved you more than I do right now.”

You laugh, putting your hands in the pockets of your dress pants with a bashful shrug. “I know how much you’ve wanted a private viewing in this gallery.”

“I have,” he says, face softening as he walks over to you and kisses you quickly, before grinning, wider than you’ve ever seen him grin before, his expression glowing with an almost childish giddiness. “And if you need me, I’ll be… somehwere.”

With that, he disappears through the several archways into another room, lost into the worlds of paints and marble and stories.

You smile, heart feeling so full to bursting, happy that your boyfriend looks happy. His birthday is coming up soon, but that isn’t the reason that you’ve gone to all the effort to hire this art gallery, just for the two of you, for an obscene amount of money. Oh, no. This is for something a little bit bigger.

You’re planning to propose.

Slowly, you wander through the rooms, keeping an eye out for where Minghao is, smiling impossibly wide as you watch him take pictures in the empty gallery, very clearly enjoying himself immensely. Art galleries have a certain ambience that is rather nice, you suppose. With all the gilded frames and wooden floors and the entire aura of beauty and delicacy and riches, it really would make a nice place to propose.

Everything is all planned out. In the center showroom of the gallery, you’ve managed to ask them to empty it out completely. In your pocket, the velvet ring case sits comfortably against your thigh, a warm secret you’re planning on exposing very, very soon. And in your heart, there resides a mess of nerves, but also hope, hope that everything will turn out well.

You’ve been dating for years now, and you’re both settled, and talks of marriage have been skirted around for at least a year. Minghao will smile and shake his head whenever you bring it up, and an excited giddiness rises up inside you every time you think of what his reaction will be of you proposing to him.

“Y/N, love, come look at this!”

Your head snaps up at Minghao’s voice, and you automatically find yourself gravitating towards it, drifting across the room to where he is. “I’m coming!”

Well, you don’t have long to wait to find out. Somewhere, waiting up in the CCTV room, there’s Junhui, who’s watching and waiting for your go-signal so that he can launch your proposal surprise.

But until then, you’ll enjoy this gallery date with your boyfriend, his arm linked with yours.

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You’re hiding something, and Minghao knows it.

He knows it for two reasons: number 1 being that you’re unusually jumpy, and number 2 being that you’re actually paying attention to the art.

He’s brought you to countless museums and art galleries before, sometimes against your will, most of the time with you agreeing to go. But he’s noticed that you never really look all that closely at the artworks. Mostly, you’re following him around, taking pictures of him, chattering thoughtfully or staying silent.

But as he watches you squint unusually hard at one oil painting portrait, he decides that you’re definitely hiding something from him.

“Darling?”

You flinch, and then lift your head up to look at him, eyes bright under the gallery lights as you beam. “Yes, my love?”

Minghao looks at you for a long moment, before just smiling and extending his hand out to you. He smiles wider as your eyes light up even more, and you walk over to him without questioning, grasping his outstretched hand and interlacing your fingers together.

Well, really, if you keep smiling at him like that forever, then he kind of thinks that it'll be okay for you to keep your secret for however long you want.

He leans in and kisses your cheek, softly, chuckling as you scrunch your nose at the action. “Let’s keep going, he says, squeezing your hand. “Two hours isn’t as long as you think.”

“That’s true,” you say thoughtfully, and follow dutifully as he leads you out of the room and into another. “In which case, why don’t we go to the center showroom now? They probably have all of the best stuff, right?”

“Sure,” Minghao says, guiding you through the rooms. He looks back at you, once, and then slows down, the smile on his face spreading.

You stop too, the confusion evident on your face, before Minghao steps into your space and brushes the finger of his other hand over your cheek, and then kissing you softly. It’s a short kiss, short and sweet, but you smile against his lips almost instantly, melting into him as the finger on your cheek turns into a whole hand. He cradles your face, delicate, and lets out a quiet laugh as you hum in content when he pulls away.

“I love you,” he says, low and sincere. “And I always will. I’ve loved you for too long to stop loving you now.”

“Goodness, look at you getting all cheesy on me,” you say teasingly, the adoration clear as day in your gaze as he brushes his thumb over your cheek once before letting you go, walking back through the gallery once more. “I guess I managed to turn the Xu Minghao into a softie, hm?”

Minghao fakes an exasperated sigh, his own lips twitching upwards in fondness. “I guess you really have.”

He finally arrives to a room that leads into the center showroom, but then his steps slow in confusion as he takes in the sight through the archways. He frowns, confusion giving way to concern and worry.

“Y/N,” he says slowly, “Why is this room empty?”

You just smile, and release his hand. You take a step back, and then gesture for him to walk into the showroom. “Go on,” you encourage. “It’ll make sense in a minute, I promise.”

Minghao tilts his head, lips twisted in bewilderment, but he does as you ask. He walks into the room, slowly, looking around for anything suspicious. But he can’t see anything, and he stops in the middle of the room to look back at you. You’re standing at the entranceway, and your smile looks like it’s trembling. If Minghao didn’t know any better, he’d say you were sad.

But he does know better, has known you for years, and knows that when your eyes sparkle like that, you're not sad, but excited.

“Perfect,” you breathe out, and suddenly all the lights go off in the room, save for a spotlight directly over Minghao.

He blinks, startled. “Y/N?”

“Minghao,” you return, smiling wider. “Hao, what do you think the most beautiful piece of art in the world is?”

Minghao simply gapes, open-mouthed, trying to understand what’s going on.

“Is it one of your own paintings?” you ask. “Is it a painting at all? Maybe it’s a sculpture. A collage. A dance piece.” You step forward, slowly. “Art can come in many forms. Beauty comes in many forms.” You interlace your fingers together, gradually making your way across the threshold and into the showroom. “Hao. Guess what I think the most beautiful art in the world is.”

Minghao shakes his head. “I don’t know.” His heart is pounding: he doesn’t know what you’re doing.

“It’s you,” you say, and your words are warm and he sees the way your eyes positively light up at your own confession. “Ever since the day we met, it’s always been you. You, with your wit and your sarcasm and your gentleness and your… well, your everything. You’ve always been the most beautiful thing in the world to me.”

“Me?” The cogs are turning in Minghao’s brain, trying to work out what you’re doing as you continue to step even closer to him, until you’re almost at the edges of the light of his spotlight.

You stop, right before you can step into the circle of light. “The center showroom is for special artworks,” you say. “For special exhibitions, too. Special visits, from special people, who might be interested in the artwork, who find themselves enamoured by it, and want to spend years gazing at the artwork that most catches their eye.” You pause, and then smile. “It’s for special proposals, of a sorts.”

Finally, finally, everything clicks. Minghao’s eyes widen as he watches you reach into your pocket and slowly get down on one knee in front of him.

“Oh,” he says, stunned. “You’re…”

“Xu Minghao," you say, and your voice is shaking, but your eyes are brighter than a thousand stars. "I love you. Perhaps more than I've ever loved anyone, or anything, before. And I promise to cherish you, to appreciate you, and to show you that love for as long as the two of us live, if you're willing."

You swallow, take a deep breath, and then beam up at him, opening the little velvet box in your hands to reveal a diamond engagement ring.

"Minghao," you say softly, voice quietened with nerves, "will you marry me?"

There's a heavy moment as Minghao simply stares down at you, speechless, hand over his mouth. And then he nods, vigorously, pulling you to your feet and cradling your face in his hands.

"Yes! Oh, of course," he breathes, and then wraps his arms around you and buries his face in your neck. "Of course. I love you. I love you."

He repeats it over and over as he rubs circles into your back, feeling the way you shake in his arms, his own mind still reeling over the fact that he's just been proposed to. By the love of his life.

You're murmuring "I love you"s right back at him, and his heart swells as he pulls away and lets you slide the ring on his finger, lips twitching upwards in both amusement and sheer joy.

He looks up from his hand to your face, and under the bright light of the spotlight, you look like you're glowing, both with happiness and a beautiful, angelic light.

"For the record," Minghao says, as his newly ringed left hand cups your cheek and the other rests against your waist, "in my opinion, you're the most beautiful piece of art too."

And then he leans in, and your fiancé's lips against yours are utter bliss.

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accio-victuuri · 6 months

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BJYX - Thursday Madness ( 12/7/23 )

I don’t know what’s with this date that they both decided to attack us with updates. We were prepared for WYB, because the event was planned tho he still surprised us with some bits. I swear when I saw the alert on my phone for XZS update I was 🫢🫢🫢. They are both feeding us so well.

Here’s my attempt at doing a recap of the candies ( and other things ) we got today. This may not be all inclusive, I only added the popular ones being talked about.

let this lovely boy invite you in….

Our day started pretty early when WYB posted on his Weibo. All of the attendees of the event were actually sharing some pre show photos on their accounts and some of us were waiting what’s he gonna post. Everyone else were sharing professional photos but then WYB goes ahead and shares a b&w photo that tells us he is still in bed 😂😂😂 this bitch. I also feel like he didn’t want to shoot outside the exclusive “town” cause there are people going around and they may crowd if he does opening shooting. The night he arrived, 12/6, everyone saw Lele / Yanyan around but no WYB. So he was really trying to not be seen unless it was time for the show.

The photo itself is kinda mysterious tbh. It’s like something you can send to your s/o and be — “im waiting for you” HAHAHAHAHA! Tho I think for WYB he can send a more explicit one to XZ 🫢🫢🫢 So we get the PG version. What we noticed is the channel he is tuned in is CCTV 5. He said this in an interview with XZ, that when he is alone, he keeps the TV open with CCTV 5 and Volume 3. So he’s still doing it! Also, this was taken using his Leica M11 b&w. I feel so happy knowing that! He is still on his photography hobby. Too bad he couldn’t go around the venue cause i bet there are lots of sights to see. The Leica CPN is only getting stronger. ☺️ ( I have already talked about the Leica CPN at length, so just search it on my blog ). Side note, even if the photo was so simple it went on HS #7 lol. His power.

Then it was time for WYB to make his appearance and he didn’t disappoint. First of all, he was in YELLOW. BXG color. Yeah, it could be a stylist choice or whatever. But this is a clowning space and I think we are free to interpret it as a sign for us.

But what’s more glaring is his hat. It looks so much like the one he wore at CQL concert & fan meet. Also reminds us of the whole One Piece CPN between them ( the post i’m linking is a starter but there has been more examples since like this one ).

To be fair, WYB is someone who loves a good old hat/cap. from his bucket hats & caps — that is more for anonymity. It also extends to his performances like 11/11 finesse or the initial photoshoot for ROMW. What i’m saying is, we should not forget the fact that this is his personal preference as well and not entirely because of candy. Tho I have to say that the style is interesting. Why does it have to be so close to that? It’s like he is bringing us back memory lane.

WYB is honestly so beautiful today. He always is but there was something about his aura. He is chill. He was genuinely interested and i found it sweet of him, during the boat ride, he was clapping for Rocco, like applauding him for the event i guess. In the meantime, on Weibo, the top hot search were people criticizing the “boat” thing on GQ ( literally something like GQ boat embarrassment was the tag ) As soon as the live started it went on 1 or 2. I don’t know if Bobo saw that but I just like how he showed his appreciation to Rocco, and by extension, his team. That’s just my interpretation and it could be a completely different thing but knowing WYB, he is very generous with acknowledging people.

I also want to address another “candy” some cpfs are laughing about, it’s a fancam where Rocco moves to sit with WYB before the boat sailed and WYB smiled and said no. They were interpreting that as WYB doesn’t want Rocco to sit with him. Speculating that as he doesn’t want to get close cause ZZ will be jealous. But if you look at it, he was asked if he wants to switch seats. WYB declined. He was okay with his position. I guess some people have some beef with Rocco & GQ and that’s fine. However, what we feel about certain things is not the same as what the boys would feel. I also think that at this point, It’s in WYB’s best interest to have a good relationship with people in the industry. For example him attending 10c Starlight, even if a lot of his so/os hate Tencent ( and with good reason ok sure ). He is only extending his reach and it’s better to not burn bridges.

That got serious, so here, have some comparison between the gremlin in 2018 to now. ⬇️⬇️⬇️

I was cackling at the comments that they should have invited XZ so they can be paired up and quarrel for 9 mins 😂😂😂😂

NEXT UP IS GG’s VLOG. I don’t know why it slipped my mind, they usually post on Thursdays, but anyway —

The first thing is the BGM for the exercise section of the vlog Hans Zimmer/Richard Harvey《Preparation》 which was used in the 2015 movie The Little Prince. A favorite CPN symbol among us. Another glaring one is Uptown Funk. Hello. Bruno Mars? That’s WYB’s thing. Yes, ZZ has his own team who edits these but I am one of those that believes ZZ approves the final cut. He is also asked about certain choices cause let’s be honest — his suggestions matter cause he knows what looks good. He is a professional in that aspect too.

Next is his hand held fan! It’s the same brand but a different design. They finally upgraded!!!! 🥹🥹

This scene (p1) with ZZ’s fondness for leaning on railings and balconies. It reminds me of the fake rumor before that WYB hates it when he does that.

XZ has a habit of lying on the balcony guardrail in a daze. Sometimes on a higher floor, WYB feels unsafe and won’t let XZ get close to the guardrail. Except for shooting, XZ is prohibited from approaching the balcony guardrail.

I would have loved to get some more day to day bits of his vacation cause there is usually more candy in that. I want to see him roaming around, like this part, these two love to mimic what they see and take a photo beside it. Tho this is mostly GG’s thing. They really have the same braincell.

LASTLY, Let’s discuss XZS 🤝 YBO.

XZS starts talking about the hot wind, which is most likely talking about the weather in Singapore. But then minutes later, here comes YBO talking about a comfortable breeze. Lol. The the hot could also allude to that “summer” since WYB decided to remind us all with his photo and hat. Then YBO’s caption, drawing more attention to his hat, knowing that CPFs are clowning over it.

and what time did they post their last set for the day?? 00:38. These clowns. Zhan Bo. 🫢

Some are saying it’s out of character for XZS to post stuff like this when there is an event going on. For example today, the hot search is filled with talk about GQ. Which I can agree on to some degree, but his team have been posting mostly on Thursdays and they are already “due” for a vlog. However, when they have a vlog ready, the fans can usually see it on Weibo, we know that there will be something coming and i didn’t see any talk of that today. Or maybe i missed it? Others are clowning that this is his “answer” to WYB’s strong candy today, i personally don’t think so but it’s all good for us cause we have so much content!!!!! 💛

BONUS: this transition 👀👀👀👀. Their editors are dating!!!!!!

#yizhan #bjyx #there is no science here i’m just clowning like i always do #YAAAASSS I MADE IT OMGGGG WHAT A DAY FOR ALL OF US 💪🏼💪🏼💪🏼☺️☺️☺️

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voiidegg · 3 months

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MAJOR SPOILERS FOR AA: DUAL DESTINIES UNDER THE CUT :D

i finished the game this morning, i’m on 5 hours of sleep, i stayed up all night playing it because i got way too invested.

NOT ONCE. NOT ONCE DID I SUSPECT THAT IDIOT OF A DETECTIVE. IT WAS ONLY UNTIL THE VERY LAST MINUTE THAT I REALISED. i felt absolutely sick to my stomach when i realised. i don’t even know why i trusted him so much, i literally thought he was just irrelevant to everything. there were NO HINTS. my brain absolutely HURT

hell, even I HAD DOUBTS about athena. i thought perhaps the murder was just a huge mistake. i figured out that athena must have been the one to put her mothers body on the operating table because she would think it could fix her, but i was in the dark about everything else. the MINUTE athena talked about blood getting on the handle, i knew it couldn’t have been her, i was so relieved.

i cannot begin to tell you the absolute CHILLS i got when miles revealed that the real bobby fulbright is DEAD. and had been for a year. that was the most chilling thing i’ve heard in this franchise so far and i don’t even know why it got to me so much. i think it was the thought of how the real fulbright had family, and nobody confirmed his death for a whole year, so that family was wondering where he had gone. it hit me right in the feels cuz personal experience :,) i don’t even know if that fact is true, it’s just something i thought of.

this case was absolutely amazing. usually i (and i’m sure many others) can figure out the culprit just before the final trial, but i was left in the dark for so long. even when that cctv image of the phantom showed up, i knew it had to be somebody we already knew, because why would they introduce a new person so late into a case? so i looked at every profile hard, AND WHEN I GOT TO FULBRIGHT’S, I RULED HIM OUT, SIMPLY BECAUSE I COULDNT LINK HIM TO THE MURDER 7 YEARS AGO. i was at such a loss on who it could have been.

and then, the one statement aura had after establishing the escape route. and i froze. this is by far the best case in the franchise, i couldnt stop playing even if i wanted to. there were so many bone chilling moments, like the emotions overload from blackquill, the NO emotions from the phantom, the messing around with emotions from him, finding out who he was posing as, him getting straight up sniped in the courtroom, apollo questioning athena.

and GOD SPEAKING OF APOLLO the way he just suffered alone i cAANTT ugghh. and poor athena… she was just a kid T^T

also i revoke my previous statement about blackquill. he’s a good guy. can be annoying, but he’s good at heart. i enjoyed his character in the end. i can’t imagine how furious he must have been when his phantom of 7 years was right under his nose the entire time. blackquill did everything to protect athena and i found it so endearing, i love what they have, it’s so sweet. i think i just need to learn to give prosecutors a chance, because i always dislike them until the finale, then when their motives are revealed, i see sense and i like them.

i was so angry i didn’t get to see the phantom’s face, but after sleeping on it i’ve realised that’s actually better than seeing his face. i dunno it just feels more right for his true face to mean nothing.

so, to conclude my ramble, what a game. so worth me staying up all night til 10am for :] i don’t think anything can top that, but i’ll be pleasantly surprised if it happens

i may follow up this post with some video reactions i clipped, we’ll see :D

#my post #hayley’s ace attorney adventures #gaming adventures #ace attorney #apollo justice #ace attorney dual destinies #apollo justice trilogy #phoenix wright #turnabout for tomorrow

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terrence-silver · 2 years

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Heyyy how are you? I missed your Yandere Terry One Shots so much! I love them! What if it was Terry from Cobra Kai who became obsessed with a girl much younger than him? Maybe a friend of Tory who, however, does not practice martial arts and who usually comes to Cobra Kai only to wait for her friend at the end of the lessons. What would Yandere Terry do if one day he saw the poor girl enter all alone inside the dojo to wait for tory but inside the cobra kai there is no one but Terry? Would he take advantage of the situation?

(I like Yandere / Dark NSFW, so feel free to include it if you want.)

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Ms. Nichols has a friend, turns out.

Living in the same rented accommodations, door to door, occasionally lending the help of an adult to a distressed, problematic family of three which included an ailing mother, an underage sibling and not counting a crackhead aunt. Some odd several years older, nearly a decade. Present every day like a loyal hen, in the afternoon, upon classes being concluded, waiting for what he can only deem a ward by definition to emerge from inside of his newly renovated gymnasium. The camera catches her, out front, like she doesn't dare enter, with good reason, seeing as how the members of his Fist or Sensei Kim might just turn her away for just standing around, aimlessly. The dojo wasn't a pedestrian area for idle socialization or loitering. The dojo was hallowed ground. A temple. But, regardless, Terry watches her having done his due diligent research with a folder on her on his work desk, making the whereabouts of Ms. Nichols and who she interacts with in the outside world his personal business, observing it all through the screens of his security area, blinking neon, turned towards the street and colossal, freshly expanded parking lot; and as upon cue, this person's always there. Sometimes carrying groceries. Sometimes lunch. A plastic bag she attempts to hand Ms. Nichols who's always initially too proud to accept it (No wonder Captain found a favourite in this one). She always does accept though, in the end, stubbornly hiding a limp she might've earned in the classes for not doing as she was told.

He curiously eyes the petty exchanges. The small acts of charity.

Sitting in his office and making a habit of it.

Produce in a bag, cold water bottles for the champion.

Small-talk as they walk down the street, Ms. Nichols trying not be charmed.

Biting into a sandwich that's given to her by a friend bordering surrogate mother.

Ms. Nichols having someone who notices her red, angry scars and bruises.

It happens again tomorrow, and the day after, and after and all week.

Terry doesn't know what he feels as he observes this person hug Tory. Laugh outside the dojo. Wave at her when she spots her approaching. The aura of warmth is clearly there, even on the bad days, when Ms. Nichols walks outside with a scowl, brushing past her confidante, wishing to be left alone after what happened during the lessons. There's some sort of connection here. He confesses he'd prefer if Ms. Nichols was all alone. If she was all alone, things would be infinitely easier. Divide and conquer. If her allegiances were all Cobra Kai's, in effect shared with nobody, not even vaguely. And then there was the tactical disadvantage that if Ms. Nichols had a friend, she might just tell someone things she wasn't supposed to tell. But, no. No, no. That wasn't all there was to it. Terry irrationally and against all better judgment feels a deep, rooted clench in his gut, observing the routinely, dare he say, devotion, of someone waiting for someone else daily, gaining nothing out of it, but the act of familial and platonic care? Charity. Compassion. Protectiveness. Fuck. He imagines himself going out there and limping pathetically too, pretending to be some senile nobody, trying to harvest whatever it was he was looking at through his CCTV camera. I'm just an old man, he'd broadcast, entwine your arm in mine and help me down the block and Tory's little confidante would do it, gently cooing to check if he's okay and if she should call somebody. The thought makes the blood shoot into his head --- and lower still. Was he far gone? Was he so far gone he was fantasizing over two people showing each other care out on the streets? He needed to get a hold of himself, stat.

Terry comes to a decision, though. One he enacts the very next day.

-"Ms. Nichols, a word ---"-

He discreetly coaxes her to the side on the training mat for a one on one chat, away from the other students doing stretches, preparing to pack up gear and leave.

-"Your little friend,"- He caresses those words, savouring them in his mouth and instantaneously catching the mask of tension on Tory's face, manifested in the form of anxiety. Afraid for her companion, was she? Thinking she'll get punished for it somehow? Interesting. -"the one chaperoning you around every day ---"- Terry prolongs the agony, intentionally dragging out his point purely to catch the cues on the girl's face. Anxiety bleeds into nervousness and cold sweat dripping down Ms. Nichols forehead is noticeable. She cared for her friend, didn't she? Sweet. -"She's allowed to come inside and wait in the dojo. Get away from the heat. We're not savages."- Terry gives Tory his most pious, saintly, well rehearsed smile of kindness and her shoulders instantaneously drop, alongside the invisible weight that seemed to burden her stance down, only to to be replaced by stiffness. Ms. Nichols wasn't sure if she wanted her friend inside of her, by the looks of it. -"No, I ---"- She fidgets, crossing glances between himself and Master Kim who speculatively stands on the side, arms crossed, but Terry doesn't relent. -"Sensei's orders. We've a sense of propriety and policy at Cobra Kai towards relatives and caretakers."- Terry doesn't budge, making his tone as gentle as humanly possible as he leans his shoulders forward, trying to appear smaller, realizing the friend was neither a relative nor a caretaker, but supposing he was appealing to emotions. He confesses he wanted this friend in his midst. On his territory. His turf. He wanted them closer to scope them out. See that kindness up close and personal. Catch a whiff of it. Observe it and enjoy it and imagine himself in it.

-"Yes, of course, Sensei."- Is all Tory Nichols says when she realizes she's no choice. -"Master Kim."- bowing to both of them, their student makes herself scarce and rushes down the hallway into the locker room like the devil himself was chasing her.

He was just trying to be good and helpful. Anything wrong with that?

---

Friday, the friend makes it into the dojo, waiting for one Tory Nichols, as planned.

Now, Terry was never above setting an elaborate trap for someone, in fact, it was his favourite method of confronting and cornering people, in this case, having his Sensei take out the students to train on terrain and purposefully clear out the gymnasium impromptu, unexpectedly, against all scheduling, so much so that not even the cunning little Ms. Nichols would know it was happening so she could forewarn her friend Hey, don't wait for me today. We'll be doing Kata outdoors. See you around. No, no, instead the woman is right where Terry wants her, looking around the front lobby hall entrance a bit baffled and finding it starkly empty and as quiet as the grave, the light emanating from outside mingling with the sharp neons of the foyer, purples and reds darkening the winding corridors --- carrying a plastic grocery bag tucked into a purse to hide it. Gotcha. -"Here for the adult classes?"- Terry sizes her up and intentionally takes a detour and stands behind her to address her and a shiver of excitement slithers down his spine when she nearly jumps, not expecting anyone to be present as she was turning to leave. -"Oh, goodness!"- Her hand is on her chest as she squeamishly steps backwards, her tone high pitched, her fear oddly delectable and amusing. -"Goodness, sorry! I didn't see you there!"- She stutters and re-iterates, trying to catch her composure and all Terry can do is smile. -"I'm just here to pick someone up. Am I late? I couldn't possibly be!"- She looks around, confused, pulling her phone out of her pocket to look at the time. Funny how Terry already had his private detectives acquire her number. -"You're early, in fact."- Terry explains, bemused, but not unkind. Didn't want to scare this one off too terribly fast. -"Master Kim Da-Eun escorted the children out today for a class."-

Children. That was a riot.

-"I see."- Ms. Nichol's friend trails off, fidgety, unsure of herself.

Was she nervous of her surroundings? What did Tory tell her about Cobra Kai?

And also, why did he enjoy her anxiety?

-"Am I allowed to know when they'll be back?"-

-"They'll be back when they learn their lesson."-

That response admittedly comes off sounding a bit more ominous than Terry intended so he quickly reclaims his balance and goes for bombarding this one with an over-inflation of acceptance, once he reaches his hand out to her and cajoles her deeper into the dojo, weaving his web, sensing she was about to excuse herself and leave. Drinks? Drinks. -"Waiting on which student again?"- Terry pretends not to know everything about everybody, going for innocence. -"Tor..."- She begins and he interrupts her, feigning surprise and enthusiasm. Truth of the matter is, he cared very little for Tory, outside of Tory keeping her tongue in check and doing what she was told --- she was simply a good segway for him to break the ice and make it seem natural and paternal. -"Ah, yes! Tory Nichols! Our very own champion!"- He exclaims, throwing his head back. -"Tell you what! We can wait on her together I'm all alone here for the afternoon anyway."- Terry turns to face her and halts, interlocking his arms with her and she lets him or perhaps, the contact happens too suddenly for her to properly even register it. He beams, full mega-watt smile, dragging his feet a bit, deliberately, going for frailty as they halt outside of his office, clean of anything that could compromise him for the purposes of this pre-planned visit. -"And I'm just an old man, I appreciate the company."- He adds, hunching his back a little and suddenly, her hesitation turns into concern. There it was! Right there! All kindness and sweetness and consideration. -"I wouldn't want to intrude, sir."- She says, apologetically and ever so preciously and Terry shoots that bullshit down immediately, pulling the card of humbleness out of his sleeve and setting it down on the table.

Call me sir again, his heart demands.

-"If anything, I'm intruding on you. I should've had someone contact you or her mother with the student's updated learning schedule. You can wait inside every day, if you want to. In fact, I encourage it. The heatwave surpasses memory."- Making surprisingly enjoyable idle small-talk as a precursor for more, Terry guides her into his study and closes the door shut behind him dressed in his Gi, remarking on the AC system that was installed maintaining the temperatures cool and properly controlled --- the invisible web tightens, spinning and expanding around the fly distracted by words. Nothing was ever for free, and really, come to think of it, the least Ms. Nichols, ungrateful as she was for his aid in the tournament's outcome, could give him in return of the trophy he procured for her by bribing the referee was her friend and all the mellow sweetness that seemed to drip off of her like honey as he led her to sit down opposite of him across his work desk, offering her a cool lemonade, choosing the most inoffensively safe beverage possible for his his little buzzing fly.

He would have her whole and she would be kind to him as well, and only to him.

#tory nichols #terry silver #terry silver x reader #terry silver x beloved #kim da-eun #tw; friendships #tw; stalking #tw; voyeurism #tw; setting traps #tw; manipulation #tw; implied abuse of students #old man terry #cobra kai #kk3 #cobra kai season 5

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(G) I-DLE: First Chapter 7: Excess Exes

This is a chapter from an on-going series. If you missed out on the previous entries, you can check my masterlist here.

Enjoy!

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The moment that Soojin finished the bowl of meal prepared for her, I could not help but freeze in place as I watched her tie her hair on a tight bun above her head, all before beckoning towards the door. I would lie if I’d say I am not nervous to be around Soojin alone, especially when we both know that we’re not heading to the doctor anytime soon. She knows what these markings were, and ironically after that sex last night, I was supposed to feel something positive and yet I am intimidated with this private interaction. I am more intimidated by her now than when we first met outside the conference room, honestly.

Then again, Soojin might have actually saved me this time. I can’t even imagine heading to the doctor with some other member and hilariously get diagnosed with… hickeys and a shoulder bite…

I did not think that through on that way.

That being said, Soojin and I exited the room with her on the lead. I followed on the small steps of the group’s main dancer, clearly having no idea where else to go but after her, yet her silence and her aura was so scary. I have a feeling that I am about to get punished about something I didn’t even know I did. It’s just that heavy-feeling.

We went on walking until we reached about two floors below from the dorm, reaching a place that appeared to be empty and in the middle of renovation, and that was by judging the surroundings with all the small scaffolding, the empty cans of paint and the absence of any CCTV cameras on corners that I could see. It goes to say that Soojin had much time walking around the place that even she knew that this thing existed; so much so for being an idol for a while now, not even including her time as a trainee.

Seo Soojin waltzed around the empty hallway, looking for a room upon of which she beckoned me to join her inside. I nervously followed and I’ve never felt so exposed in front of her than I’ve ever been. The fact that the room was completely empty, save for those couple of additional construction materials such as paint rollers, upturned ladders, couple of wallpapers tossed to the side… it just added to that sense of loss. If it was not for the strange remnants of dirty and paint splotched curtains on the windows of the large and spacious room, I’d feel totally seen through the window. Soojin locked the door behind us both and pulled me behind the post nearest the door.

I was expecting something on the lines of a slap, and yet all I received from her was a tight hug. She flung her arms around my shoulders and rested her head on my chest.

“This is not the company clinic but this would do. I hope you don’t mind the surroundings,” she began, supplying me with an utterly petrifying gaze. “I don’t know how else I can talk to you in private, especially with all the girls around us all the time. I saw the opportunity and snatched you. This won’t take a while, so please breathe and relax.”

“S-sorry… I had no idea where we’re going, Soojin… I certainly was not expecting a clinic visit but I don’t know where else you’d take me.”

She chuckled and I can’t help myself but smile to that. I just found her to be so adorable.

“I’m sorry for you neck and arms… and your shoulder too… I guess I bit you a bit too hard… how is it now, oppa?”

I smiled at her, since I found her sensitivity to be really interesting. This was the same woman that went all out last night. It’s harder to wrap my head around that now that I could directly see her.

I guess I fell silent way too long, lost too much on her pouting face as she moved to speak without even my answer.

“I… I hope you’re not awkward towards me…”

“Hey, I’m not… it’s just too much to take in, that’s all. The… the shoulder does hurt a bit but it will heal. It’s good.”

I guess having to see her face in broad daylight after last night was something else. I figured I should lighten the mood up.

“However, if you’re going to tease me like what you did, then I might get awkward with you for real.”

“Yah… I’m just joking about it… I thought it’s nice to approach it like that than just being dead silent about it… at least I got your attention, right?”

“Seo Soojin, you naughty girl…”

She grinned and then silence erupted between us once again. That lasted for a couple of seconds and yet it felt like a whole minute, only to be broken by her.

“I hope you’re okay with just this oppa.”

“What do you mean? Okay with being in this room with you?”

“No I meant… this thing with us… I might be asking too much but… I hope last night’s thing won’t be the last…”

Oh…? She wants…?

“But I have to tell you… we’re not allowed to engage in relationships just yet, at least not something that the company can see for now… even if I wanted to have something between us, it’s too risky… you know what happened to Hyuna-unnie and Hyojong-oppa, right?”

Wait, wait… is she implying that we should start to date after having sex…?

But… wait… it does not have to be like that… does it?

“Soojin… it does not need to be like that if you don’t want it to… as long as you’re happy with what we did, I am too. I just want you to live your life the way you want it to.”

“In that case, please don’t be surprised in case I would want to see you from time to time. I think I’m getting addicted to how you handled me last night… I want to feel that again.”

Not knowing what else to say to her, I pulled her closer as a form of affirmation. I have no problem with what she was implying or wanting, if she really wants this for herself. If it meant more intimate moments between me and Soojin, sure; I would not deny the fact that I truly found her attractive more than just her body. Besides, it also felt like I was doing her a favour by being intimate towards her yet not having a committed relationship; no real attachments whatsoever. The thought of engaging sexually with Seo Soojin might hurt the reputation we have for ourselves, and yet I really have no complaints as long as we keep things under the radar and be responsible of things. It’s risky, but… I like it as well. However, the thought of doing that to her felt slightly uncomfortable… a part of me wanted to hold her intimately because I want to, not because she asked me for it.

“Do you like me, Oppa?” asked Soojin, as if reading my thoughts. “Do you have any sort of feelings towards me, even if it’s just a faint one?”

“What?”

“I… I like you, Hanjin-oppa… I don’t know if it was just because of what we did or something else, but I think I am developing a liking towards you. You seem to be very caring and not to mention intimate, and that already sets you apart from the few men whom I enjoyed being with before. I spent a lot of time in this agency surrounded by girls and often times I would fantasize about being in an intimate relationship without any sort of restrictions.”

Soojin then proceeded to rest her entire body unto mine. I felt her entire chest lean hard against my own, and her soft breasts heaving slowly as her breath deepened with the circumstance.

“I do like you Soojin,” I managed to mutter without even giving a single thought.

Soojin slowly placed her hands around my neck and pulled me in, her soft and ever-reddish lips met mine.

I felt my entire body become hot and my ears turned red from the rise of ecstasy between us. I placed my hands on her waist and slowly travelled my arms to give her back a deep caress. The soft li-lock deepened, and soon enough we were both kissing fiercely as though it was our first time to kiss each other again.

I felt her tongue probe inside my mouth, and I moved to welcome it with my own. Her tongue explored the insides of mine with the same intensity and lust as she did last night. Our breathing began to come deeper as Soojin started to move her body with the rhythm of our kissing, like she was getting too into it. I ran my right hand into her soft, felt the skin on her milky legs up towards her tight butt, giving it a hefty squeeze. Through our kissing, with all that heat suspended in the air, I heard Soojin’s mouth emanate a hearty moan. It was soft, barely audible had we not been in a completely silent room I felt blood rush to my shaft as it pressed itself harder against her crotch, merely separated by two layers of loathing… I was sure that she felt that as well.

The mutual hunger spread like a wildfire, and as a result Soojin raised her right thigh to pin me harder against the wall. I held her with it as I continue to deliver her a deep kiss. She was caressing my chest when a noisy ringtone erupted from her right short’s pocket and effectively sending us back to the building once more.

We both stopped kissing as she took out the phone, her thigh still pinning me against the wall. She read the text message and her expression became clearly disappointed.

“Minnie-unnie and Miyeon-unnie are home. They want to go to the gym together,” she said in a bare whisper; her tone clearly conveying a sense of frustration.

“I think you should go there with them. I’m sure they’ll come looking for you, and they’ll know that I’m the last person you’re with.”

Soojin nodded.

“Let’s continue this sometime later oppa. We’ll have more time soon, and I promise you that… we’ll make it more than just a kiss.”

She moved to give me one, last deep kiss very briefly before placing her leg back down the floor. She fixed the slight mess of her hair using the phone as a mirror, and I could only do so much as stare at her gorgeous figure while she was at it.

“Don’t follow me right away,” she reminded me as she exited the door first.

What the fuck, did I just confess to her out of the blue?

I blatantly just told her I like her. Did I even mean that?

RING

New E-mail from Manager Lee:

Subject: (G) I-dle schedule for the following week.

Text: Hanjin-ssi, I need help in fixing their schedules and allotting a lot of time for them to visit their respective shows. I just got the list of events we could put the girls on. Would you please organize them in best way possible, and then send the tentative schedule to me right after? I’m out of town because of a relative, so I won’t be seeing the girls soon. Send them my regards.

Okay then. I guess it’s time to go to work.

At least there’s something else to do than to lull on Soojin’s body.

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The blaring night lights of the approaching evening began to graze the skyline of Seoul when Kim Hanjin finished the majority of the tasks presented before him. A couple of trips here and there occurred, with most of his afternoon being dissolved in a constant cycle of calls and personal visits as the representative for their entertainment. A lot of his time was spent juggling on the respective free schedules, trying to find the perfect sequence and fitting the correct puzzle. It goes to say that he practically spent the entire day outdoors; only heading back to CUBE’s building once the sun has begun to set. Just as he entered the bright premises of the building, his phone rang with Manager Lee coming from the other side of the line.

“Hello Hanjin? How is the scheduling going?” she asked on the phone.

“Sunbaenim hello there; yeah, about the schedules I think I managed to find a good enough time slot for the shows you sent me, and I tabulated them on a weekly basis. Also, I booked the fan meeting schedule on Gangnam, and they’re already added to the list of attendees, and that also includes their mall visit at Incheon. As for the tour’s final stretch on Vietnam, the venue still has not responded to my calls so I’ll just mail them tomorrow.”

“Wow, you’re really working hard. Thank you for patching me up. You know I would have done it if I weren’t too busy.”

“It’s my job sunbae, so it’s fine. Thank you also for helping me out.”

“Take a rest for the night. Just submit the summary of the schedules to me and I’ll take it from here. It’s been a long day for you, and that at least deserves a good reward.”

“I will do that sunbaenim. Please wait for it once the call ends.”

“Alright, I’m hanging up. Thank you for working hard! Good night!”

Manager Lee hung up the call just as Hanjin went on off to check on the sleuth of papers he had on his folder. He carefully examined the information that he gave to Ms Lee before doubling it up and sending her a copy of the temporary fixed schedule, including some notes he wrote on them himself. He had to sit down on the lobby’s guest couches to do that, and yet once everything was said and done, the exhaustion of having to go around town, let alone talk to various people and clients only began to sink on him as he rested on the backrest of the couch.

I need to relax, he muttered to himself. Maybe a good little swim on the private pool would help? Haven’t tried that for a while…

After giving himself a well-earned time of relaxation, closing his eyes and appreciating the total absence of work he had with him. It was certainly a good idea to head to CUBE’s special indoor pool; a privilege normally reserved for the agency’s artists including the members of (G) I-DLE.

On his way up the elevator, a couple of people recognized him as the new manager for the relatively new group, nodding and giving necessary gesture for him. It was amazing to even think that he had some people recognize him even if he practically stayed with the girls 24/7.

However, his silent solitude of listening to the subtle elevator music of the company was duly put to an end when the doors dinged open, followed by the entry of four familiar men he knew and recognized to be a fellow artist. The four newcomers were members of the boy group Pentagon, of which he sure had quite a history with the girls themselves.

Of the four, he instantly recognized the face of the group’s leader. Stage name Hui, main vocalist for the group and the person he knew used to be liked to Seo Soojin.

What the fuck…? This is not the place I want to be in right now, he muttered to himself as he recognized the three members Hui was with. The tallest of them was Wooseok, followed by their dancer Kino, and the smallest one was Jinho. Each of them gave Hanjin the appropriate greeting, as apparently he was quickly recognized being a manager due to his ID card.

“Good evening hyung,” the guy named Kino greeted, bowing and smiling towards him as the elevator doors swing shut.

Hanjin, on the other hand, felt a cold stream of sweat run down from his temple to his chin.

“G-good evening as well,” he croaked.

“I’m sorry, but you’re the new assistant manager for (G) I-DLE, right” asked Hui, transferring his gaze towards him with utmost earnest.

I feel so uneasy. They’re just artists here too, Hanjin. There’s no need to be so damn tensed!

“Y-yes…” he was not quite sure if he replied audibly, and so with the response he included a stifled nod. “H-hyung,” he added as a last effort to not be rude.”

“Ah, Soyeon was right when she said that you look really young, almost around the same age as we are, but that works well for them. Soyeon talks about you a lot, and she is thrilled to have a new manager here. Here, my name is Hoe-Taek, but I’m mostly known here by Hui. It’s nice to meet you.”

He held out a hand, of which Hanjin shook rather awkwardly just as the rest of the group’s introduction was drowned in an awkward mess

“Those girls are a handful,” added Kino. “Good luck with them, Hyung; don’t worry, they’re fun to work with.”

Hanjin smiled in return and lightly chuckled.

This is so damn awkward goddammit.

“We’re here hyung,” announced Woseok and Hanjin gave a very inaudible sign of relief.

The four of them bowed and greeted a sincere farewell towards Hanjin on their way out of the door. Hanjin leaned towards the elevator’s wall as it ascended, and completely sighed in relief once again. The rest of the ride was hilariously quiet, aside from the small noises that the inner machinations of the elevator did along with the background music that was ignored. Hanjin’s eyes widened as he realized he was so far from the floor that he was supposed to get off on, probably due to him being too out of whack because of the interaction. Hui seemed to be a genuinely good person, but the fact that he was supposed to be Soojin’s past caused his impression to him become irrationally hostile in a small way.

Once he got a hold of himself, he quickly adjusted the floor directions by pushing the right button and then waited, hoping to not see any of the other members of Pentagon on the way down this time. The last thing he wanted to happen was to bump into them once again.

Kim Hanjin swiftly made his way inside the empty dorm, with the night lights dimmed and the absence of any sort of noise a clear evidence of its emptiness. It was unusual; as normally there would be one member doing something in the dorm while the rest had their individual things done.

I guess some of them were already asleep. It’s already late, after all.

That in mind, he quickly went to his room, changed and then grabbed a couple of clothes he intend to change to after the pool, followed by a quick trip back to the elevator once again. However, with him being paranoid of bumping into another Pentagon member once again, Hanjin decided to ditch the elevator on the last minute and headed instead for the stairs. In a swift manner of heading down the long flight of stairs, he finally reached the floor of the swimming pool specifically dedicated to the members and managers of (G) I-DLE.

The said pool was a large, indoor located on a large balcony overlooking the entire skyline of South Korea; all glimmering in a sea of white dots with the ripe evening. Thanks to the presence of a small, protective roof as well as lights that hen turned on upon entry, the water shimmered off with the light’s reflection, providing a relaxing mood that was well deserving with what happened on that day’s events. Small amounts of steam circulated the water’s surface as moist formed on its tinted glass roof.

Hanjin dipped his foot first to feel the warmth of the water, letting it engulf his toes first before plunging the rest of his body into it. The steaming surroundings, along with the relatively warm water seemed to seep all of his wistful troubles that plagued the day. He rested his back against the edge of the pool, splayed his arms on the cold-tiled floor above and felt the moment he had reserved for himself, allowing himself to close his eyes to indulge in it further.

It was awfully still. A good twenty minutes or so passed on his special alone time when the silence was broken by a familiar, dreamy female voice that came from the pool’s entrance.

“Do you mind if I join you?”

#gidle #soojin #kpop gg #male reader #kpop #kpop fluff #kpop smut #first series

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Nora: (Snickers) Hey, girls, check this out.

Ruby: What is it, Nora?

Nora: I'm about to prank Jaune! He's gonna slip and fall down the stairs.

Weiss: That sounds really dangerous.

Nora: What, and a bucket of ice isn't?

Blake: Still, though, I don't see how this is-

Nora: Shsh! Here he comes!

Jaune: Huh? What's my shield doing on the floor? Someone could get hurt- WHOA!

Nora: (Pushes him) Pranked ya!

Jaune: (Slides down the stairs on his shield) NORAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Ruby: Jaune?! (Chases after him)

Nora: Uh oh! I'm gonna get in trouble if I don't help him! (Chases after him)

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Cardin: And that's why we're not picking on Velvet anymore.

Russel: So no more jokes?

Cardin: Nope.

Dove: Not even-

Jaune: -AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

Cardin: Nope, not even that.

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Sun: We've almost got 'em, Neptune! Just behind this door is our biggest bust yet!

Neptune: Ooh, the suspense is killing me!

Sun: Ready? Three... Two...

Jaune: -HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEL-

Sun: Did you see that?!

Neptune: I'll call it in! (Leans into his walkie-talkie) This is the Junior Detectives! Now following a tip on a speeding in Vale! (Junior Detectives chase after him)

Roman: (Pokes his head out) Are they gone?

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Pyrrha: And you're sure this will work?

Coco: Trust me on this Pyrrha. Wear this, and guys will stop just to look at you.

Jaune: -YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYRHAAAAAAAA-

Pyrrha: Well?

Coco: Well, you aren't wearing it, are you?

Pyrrha: ...Okay.

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Ren: There. That's every last sack of pancake mix in Vale. Now to just order a bullhead to carry-

Jaune: (Smashes through bag of mix) -EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH-

Ren: (Looks at destroyed sacks of mix, Sighs) All around me are familiar faces...

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Jaune: (Thinking) I can't stop! I can't stop! If I stay on, I'll die! If I jump off, I'll die! What should I do?!

Ozpin: It is with great pleasure that I introduce Vale's largest half-pipe! Are there any questions?

Lisa: Lisa Lavender, CCTV news, isn't this a quarter-pipe?

Ozpin: You'll have to forgive me. I'm not familiar with hip lingo.

Lisa: Lisa Lavender, CCTV news again, what purpose is there to waste resources on developing this recreational device no one will use.

Ozpin: Time will tell, Ms. Lavender, as to whether something is a waste or not.

Jaune: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUuuuuuuu-

Ozpin: ...

Lisa: Lisa Lavender, CCTV news, did that child just-

Ozpin: Are there any other reporters in this audience?

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Jaune: I'm gonna die! I'm gonna die! I'm gonna-

Qrow: Hey, kid, can you keep it down? We're trying to have a conversation here.

Jaune: Sorry, sorry, but I'm- I'm going to die!

Raven: So what? You just skated on your board from Beacon to the sky. Not even Summer could pull that off. Not that she'd care.

Qrow: Yeah, it's like she always said. Here I am, growing older all the time.

Raven: Looking older all the time.

Qrow: But feeling younger in my mind.

Jaune: Wow! R-Really? She said that?

Qrow: No, you're just hallucinating from the altitude change. In fact, we're not even here.

Raven: Doesn't mean you can't pull off some sick stunts on your way down.

Jaune: ...You're right. You're right! If I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die doing something I've never done!

Qrow: That's the spirit!

Raven: Later, kid. We're gonna go fade off in the...

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Ruby: And he flew all the way up there?

Ozpin: Yes, Ms. Rose. All we can do now is wait for him to come down.

Yang: Man, you blitz out after eating weird stuff in the fridge, and you wake up to this. World's a crazy place, huh?

Nora: How high did he have to go to stay up there?

Pyrrha: Hopefully he's okay when he comes down.

Weiss: I'd set up glyphs, but the sudden stop might kill him.

Blake: Hopefully his aura can survive.

Ren: Or he skates his way back up to Beacon.

Sun: Would make bustin' 'im easier.

Neptune: Wait, can we arrest him?

Sun: ...Good question.

Ruby: Wait, wait! Look!

Jaune: -aaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

Ruby: Okay every, get ready to-

Jaune: (Rides pipe back to the road) -HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooo-

Ruby: Huh. I guess Ren was right. Follow that Jaune!

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I was thinking about how the Eyes of Avalir deals with shit like Geas and other nonsense that a Sightwarden might carry into the building, and the funniest concept is just like an airport scanner or a CCTV sort of deal but it's a detect magic screen you gotta walk past and the receptionists, only full spellcasters on payroll, cast Remove Curse or Dispel Magic on any suspicious spell effects they notice or aren't satisfactorily explained or on anyone who is behaving strangely. Like, people who work the front desk went to wizard school because their parents said so but they actually don't care about wizardry or are bards writing plays on the clock who need an income. Also funny if they're also trained to sense any magic auras or recognize spell effects without extra help the same way Sightwardens are, but on a rudimentary but effective enough level.

#Critical Role things #CR #You're consulting a case and a 27yo gum-chewing bard in the Hall of Eyes lobby says 'End ALL spell effects or I'll end them for you.'

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C’est le moment d’en apprendre un peu plus, entre coupe de cheveux, pétards et menu du réveillon.

Le Nouvel An lunaire est également appelé « Fête de la Lune » ou « Fête du Têt » (au Vietnam). Il est célébré dans une grande partie de l’Asie de l’Est et du Sud-Est (Hong Kong, Taiwan, Vietnam, Singapour, Corée, Malaisie et Tibet) mais également partout dans le monde grâce à sa diaspora. Cette journée si importante tombe le premier jour du calendrier luni-solaire et sa date, qui change chaque année, se situe généralement entre la fin du mois de janvier et la mi-février.

Les festivités durent quinze jours, à partir de la nouvelle lune, jusqu’à la première pleine lune, marquée par la Fête des Lanternes. À New York, Vancouver, Londres, Sidney ou encore Paris, elles réunissent les communautés asiatiques mais boostent également le tourisme autour de temps forts comme les défilés de danse du lion et du dragon.

Le 22 janvier 2023, nous entrons dans l’année du lapin (ou chat) d'eau. Le 10 février 2024, ce sera l'année du Dragon de bois.

Le Nouvel An lunaire se célèbre la veille au soir, comme Noël ou Kippour. Cette réunion familiale est un incontournable. Le réveillon se déroule autour d’un repas qui varie selon les pays. En Chine, on mange des raviolis à la viande (parce que l’année a été prospère), du poisson, des clémentines ou des nouilles (pour la longévité). Au Vietnam, on déguste un gâteau au riz gluant, haricots mungo et viande parfumée.

La tradition veut que l’on célèbre ce passage à la nouvelle année dans son foyer, en famille, sous peine de se porter malchance. Ainsi, il faut s’attendre à de grandes migrations partout en Asie, où les grandes villes se vident pour que leurs habitants retournent dans leurs provinces. En Chine, des centaines de millions de personnes prennent quelques jours de congés (entre une semaine et dix jours) et se déplacent en train, en avion, en voiture ou en bateau, créant des embouteillages monstres.

Les pétards, allumés après le souper, font fuir Niang, un esprit maléfique. Plus on fait de bruit, meilleure sera l’année. Cependant, depuis quelques temps, les pétards et feux d’artifices utilisés par les particuliers sont de plus en plus restreints par mesure de sécurité mais aussi afin de limiter la pollution.

Le premier jour de l’An, on présente ses vœux aux aînés, en tout premier, puis à ses proches. On porte du rouge par superstition. Le rouge, symbole de joie, de prospérité et de bonne santé, est ainsi partout : sur les portes des maisons, les décorations dans les rues, et même les sous-vêtements. Par ailleurs, toute parole, toute action aura une répercussion sur l’année qui débute.

On offre de petites enveloppes rouges contenant de l’argent aux plus jeunes. Cela leur apportera la prospérité. Ces enveloppes peuvent également s’échanger entre amis ou à destination des célibataires et sont désormais passées au numérique. En 2017, 46 milliards de dons ont été enregistrés sur WeChat en six jours. Attention, en Chine, le chiffre 4 représente la mort, alors on évite ses multiples !

Les présentateurs Arthur et Patrick Sébastien ont leur égal en Chine. Le soir du réveillon, tous les Chinois sont devant CCTV, chaîne d’État, qui enregistre chaque année plus de 700 millions de téléspectateurs (en comparaison, le Super Bowl américain réunit un peu plus de 100 millions de personnes). Chants populaires, sketchs, performances acrobatiques et stars locales sont toujours de la partie. Même chose au Vietnam, sur HTV (au sud) ou VTV (au nord). Sur cette dernière chaîne, les Vietnamiens regardent en direct la cérémonie où l’on sonne la cloche du Temple de la montagne de jade et où les moines et officiels jettent des poissons dans le lac Hoan Kiem.

Les portes et les fenêtres sont ouvertes jusqu’à minuit, afin de laisser l’année écoulée s’en aller. D’ailleurs, on laisse également derrière soi son ancienne coupe de cheveux en allant chez le coiffeur avant le Nouvel An, pour débuter l’année en beauté. Le jour même : interdiction de faire le ménage, au risque de balayer la bonne fortune !

Article initialement publié dans le magazine Koï, numéro 15, janvier-février 2020.

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hello :3 from the "if your s/i was canon" asks (with either rufus or treize or both actually): 💘🥰🤪

KITTY DAMMIT FEKWJHFKJEW BOTH??? FINE. FIIIIINE

💘: Why would people love your ship? Why would people dislike your ship? How might it start debates?

🥼Rufus - I think people adore that Rufus played himself with the whole thing, thinking he was sort of "fake dating" me but then fell head over heels fkjhafkjsa people also like that there's someone he can actually rely on. The both of us help each other in so many ways, and in different ways. And that's neat.

As far as dislike? It looks het. There's a massive unequal power dynamic (#problematic) and their relationship kicks into gear VERY quickly so I can imagine some might call it unrealistic. Also gets in the way of other ships that people are very fond of.

Yeah I think the debates would come from the unequal power dynamic and from the fact that Rufus did a lot of things prior to meeting Aura that were questionable - watching them through the CCTV whenever they were at work, punishing people who were mean to Aura, doing things in the background to benefit Aura...again, #problematic uwu

🔫Treize - that they can have different opinions and still love each other and make things work. Wendy is a force that can push back against him and stand on equal footing with him, and someone he doesn't get to control in the same ways he is able to exert influence over his friends. They are sweet to each other, but remain individuals.

Dislike!!! I imagine there would be a staunch section of fandom that feels making Une's crush one sided does her a massive disservice. Some folks might also dislike that we maintain our differing opinions and find that distasteful.

Debate would definitely come in the form of which of us holds correct views (the answer is neither and also both, moral greyness is the name of the game) and also I think whether it was fair for Treize to turn himself in to the Foundation knowing it would have consequences for Wendy.

🥰: How would someone who loved you portray you?

🥼Rufus - with a very careful eye for the way Aura has trauma. I think it's an easy thing for fans to overlook if they don't understand it. But someone who loves Aura would know that it's key to their character in many ways. Additionally, they'd make sure not to diminish Aura's intelligence, while still portraying them as emotional. Basically, keep them complex!

🔫Treize - careful attention to making sure their life isn't defined by Treize. Showing that they are just as thoughtful, deep, and intelligent as he is, and just as capable of understanding politics on a grand scale. Acknowledging and portraying their experience as a nonbinary person in a world that hasn't yet accepted that, rather than brushing it aside.

🤪: What is your trait that fanon would exaggerate?

🥼Rufus - cutesy and cries a lot kahfkdsahfks

🔫Treize - argumentative

#laid bare before you #wendy x treize

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I feel like it's so important to reiterate how lucky we are in Western communities right now to be LGBTQ+. In the US, while I won't deny there are states that are openly transphobic and hostile towards members of the gay community, most of us are accepting and in some places the most you'll get is someone grumbling loudly. It's really to the point where people forget that being gay is punishable by death.

I hate thinking about what happened the other day. I know I'm lucky to live where I am, be able to dress how I want and if people don't like it they'll just ignore me which is fine by me.

It was infuriating watching the CCTV footage and all the other photos and videos that surfaced of the incident in Hong Kong at the Diamond Hill mall. The kind of blind rage I want to go into. I know it sounds like I'm exaggerating when I say that I cried after watching the video, because it happened to someone way across the world from me.

But I think as traumatic and triggering the footage was, its existence shouldn't be hidden or erased.

The authorities and news outlet are trying to remain vague until further information has been acquired. But you know that kind of vague where it does an absolute disservice by lessening the intensity of the act.

The "mentally ill man randomly attacked two women at a mall" descriptions are aggravating to read. There's other security footage showing the 39 year-old man calmly examining and buying a knife from another store in the mall. The main CCTV video of the crime shows him beelining towards the obviously butch woman and stabbing her furiously while onlookers just cleared the hall.

Even if the man had never met them before, he had so many targets he could have chosen. Literally ANY other woman. But HK individuals have mentioned: they will go for the butch lesbians first, because they feel like these women have taken future wives from them like they were owed one.

Not only that. After he goes through the two of them he just stops and waits for the police to come. Even when faced with the riot shields he just calmly stands there with the aura of "take me away, I accomplished what I came here to do."

Fucking disgusting.

It's also appalling that I have not seen more coverage of this incident because it was so brutal. It's not like the couple were found dead after the crime, they have it on camera and everything.

And at the start of pride month as well?

Don't tell me that it's not misogyny and homophobia all wrapped in one.

Please remember how lucky some of us are and how we can freely express our identities. Others are not so lucky and need all the support they can get. Sometimes this support is as simple as not outing them to members of their community and understanding why they choose to hide, because in some cases they could get killed for something as innocuous as holding hands with their significant other in a public space and being gender non-conforming.

#tw: murder #tw: homophobia #longish post

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Campaign mini story idea: A kindred who can seemingly travel at unbelievable speeds across the city, only for the party to eventually discover said kindred has the unique power to transport themselves anywhere via photographs.

A classic photography darkroom with a wide array of pictures pinned to criss crossing lines, sits tucked away in secret inside of a vintage, roomy 80s apartment who's owner has worked hard to keep it that way. In another room of the house sits a brand spanking new laptop halfway through the process of installing an expensive photography suite, as its owner fervantly begins taking their first steps towards the modern world of digital photography, yet somewhere in the back of their mind, they find themselves unable to shake off the voice telling them never to let go of tradition, and so the darkroom stays.

Three hours ago, the kindred stalked through the streets, following an oddly dressed tourist wandering around the city in board shorts and a bright pineapple shirt during an unexpected stopover on the way to Hawaii. A few moments later, the victim shuffles out of a nearby alley, dazed and confused as they merge back into the nighttime throng, never quite remembering what happened to their beloved digital camera. An excuse to upgrade to the latest model with better cloud integration so as to never lose another precious memory again.

The kindred sits in the alley, staring at the strange device. They'd stayed away from modern tech for an awfully long time, but the camera held such strong potential... perhaps even the ability to right a great wrong.

A high tier kindred within the city, disappears while safe inside their own haven, with no signs of broken entry or exit, only minor evidence of a scuffle and a pile of the kindreds clothes left sitting on the floor. The only thing found upon further investigation is vague, seemingly unhelpful CCTV footage showing smudges, artifacts, film decay and strange lights. If investigation is sufficient, the footage may secretly tell the story of a kindred of some kind looming around, then disappearing after the flash of a camera. Less inscrutable insight might gleam the suggeation of spirits present, but this is a red herring. It all seems so untraceable at first... till it happens two more times, and someone begins to see a pattern.

The coteries presence is requested by the right hand of a panicked, well to do kindred with their haven on complete lock down, terrified of what's about to happen. The right hand explains to the party that a jealous childe is somehow picking off their sires closest confidants, and must be taken down quickly, and the coterie will receive a handsome payout in addition to a favour from a well established kindred player in the city. The coterie receives just enough information to track the perpetrator to an apartment block. Should they find the right apartment and break in successfully, they'll be met with the sight of an uncanny entryway... a short corridor filled with alarming pieces of artwork that all feel a little wrong, each with an aura not far from Edvard Munch's "The Scream", an array of disconcerting, otherworldly paintings focused on the haunted misery of a terrified naked subject, and oh my goodness.... some of those subjects look just like the missing kindred!

Turns out years ago, a handful of kindred had far too much fun playing with their food together. A group of happy drunkards head to the private manor of their new friends as the Kindred lure in their unsuspecting victims and feed on them bit by bit, growing gradually drunk themselves on the alcohol infused blood as they feeding greedily together until only one poor bastard is left. A single drunk fool slowly sobering up enough to comprehend the horror before them, as the voice of the kindred leader Ortence speaks, suggesting they savour their last morsel. Hours of slow agonising torture pass until the last victim dies, and the kindred now completely lost of their regular senses all feed the corpse their vitae together, creating something that wasn't supposed to be... an amalgam of confused powers, drunken emotions, and intoxication, bringing forth a new cursed bloodline.

The new kindred awoke to an empty house, littered with the many corpses of their friends. It takes years to track down who's responsible, and somewhere along the way, the kindred discovers their only true power is to travel through photographs. A lifetime of trial and error begins.

It's important for the photos to be recent, lest the kindred step through into a place far changed from when the snapshot was taken, and end up lodged in a wall, or dismembered by an unexpected wall or doorframe and left to recover. Time difference must also be taken carefully into consideration, lest the kindred step through from their blanket of darkness, into the bright shining arms of final death, as they once narrowly avoided all thanks to some lucky shade.

Others can be pulled along for the journey, but the process is far more disorientating for guests, and for reasons the kindred does not entirely understood, guests belongings do not come along for the journey the same way the kindreds does, so they must always be careful.

For a time, the Kindred is content to simply keep to themselves, exploring the world, free of the sort of travel limitations between cities that are so commonplace for other undead. For a brief moment, somewhere in France, the Kindred breaks into an art gallery, to walk through the halls and enjoy the paintings in peace and quiet, only to find themselves stairing too long at a particular piece, and accidentally shifting inside it, just like they've done til now with pictures. The process is different here. The shift creates a nightmarish place, existing somewhere between the art and reality, hastily conjuring up scribbled things to fill in the empty corners, until it transforms into something wicked and hungry. The Kindred barely escapes with their life, and a powerful lesson is learned.

Back to the modern day and a kindred who finally settled down in the big city after a chance encounter with a digital camera, and the opportunity to finally get revenge, filling the hallway with strange pictures whos canvases slowly shift and change as each victim trapped within tries desperately to flee from the half concieved, nightmarish things slowly catching up.

The Kindred may reveal some or all of this information to the coterie after the haven has been discovered, in the hopes of convincing the group to help deal with the final target... Ortence, the leader of the powerful kindred, currently hiding in complete lockdown for fear of his looming final death. The coterie now have the option to help the cursed kindred and takedown Ortence in order to avenge a great wrong, or catch the kindred off guard and slay them, all for the sake of money and power.

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