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hongrizoon · 2 days
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I chose you
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I chose you - [ fluff ]
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-- summary: who could love a blind girl? no one could. blind people don't deserve love, at least that what they say. but what happens when your english teacher falls inlove with you? what happens if he would do anything, ANYTHING, to make her happy. to make her feel safe. Jeong Yunho, a 25 y/o english teacher at Prestige University met a sweet, innocent girl, but she was blind, considered an outcast. He fell inlove at first sight of course. And he will do anything to make her happy. Even if he has to lose his job for her.
-- genre: fluff, a bit of angst (i guess?)
-- word count: 500+
-- pairing: professor!yunho x blind!reader
content warnings: mention of insults (useless, burden, charity case..), protective yuyu <3, uh idk what else LOL
mars notes. if you find the name "Aria", thats one of my oc's i have paired with yunho! i tried changing the name to Y/N to like make it reader x yunho and stuff. but i got lazy in the end, ANYWAYS!! This has been in my drafts for a while, i decided to finish the last few things i was missing and correcting grammar-
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The first time Jeong Yunho heard Y/N's voice, it wasn't in his classroom. It was in the bustling cafeteria, a melody weaving through the clatter of trays and hushed conversations. She was singing, a folk song filled with a yearning Yunho found strangely captivating. He spotted her tucked away in a corner booth, her head tilted back, eyes closed, fingers tracing a silent rhythm on the worn tabletop.
He learned later that Y/N was a student at Prestige University, a scholarship recipient ostracized for her blindness. Whispers followed her like a dark cloud – 'useless', 'burden', 'charity case'. Yunho felt a pang of anger, a fierce protectiveness for the girl whose voice held such depth of emotion. Then, he was assigned to be her academic advisor.
Their meetings were a revelation. Y/N's world wasn't one of darkness, but of vibrant descriptions. She spoke of feeling the texture of old books, the way sunlight warmed her skin, the symphony of city sounds. Yunho, captivated, found himself lingering long after their sessions ended, describing paintings, reading aloud with a newfound passion. He saw a strength in her resilience, a beauty in her laughter that echoed through the empty classroom.
One afternoon, discussing Keats, Y/N confessed a fear – that she'd never experience love. The cruelty in the whispers had seeped into her soul. Yunho, his heart clenching, blurted, "Who says you can't?" The words surprised even him.
Their relationship blossomed slowly, guided by hesitant touches and whispered secrets. Yunho described the world in detail, painting pictures with words. He took her on "nature walks," letting her feel the roughness of tree bark, the delicate petals of a flower. On one rainy afternoon, unable to bear her fear of the unknown, he held her hand, guiding her through the downpour, describing the scent of petrichor, the feeling of coolness on her skin.
Love, however, bloomed in a garden choked by societal weeds. Students snickered, faculty members cast disapproving glances. One parent, outraged by the thought of a "blind girl" corrupting their perfect son, lodged a formal complaint. The principal, a man more concerned with reputation than justice, called Yunho on the carpet.
"Mr. Jeong," he began, his voice laced with disapproval, "we appreciate your dedication, but perhaps a change is necessary." The implication was clear – resign, or be fired. Yunho stood tall. He wouldn't let them take away the only bit of sunshine in Y/N's world.
"With all due respect, sir," he said, his voice calm but firm, "my dedication goes beyond grades. Y/N is a brilliant student, and I will not abandon her because of prejudice."
The principal's eyes narrowed. "This is about more than just academics, Mr. Jeong. A teacher and a student...it's inappropriate."
Yunho took a deep breath. "Love knows no boundaries, sir. Y/N needs support, not dismissal."
The air crackled with tension. Finally, the principal slammed his fist on the desk. "Consider this your final warning, Mr. Jeong. One more misstep, and you're out."
Leaving the office, Yunho felt a cold dread gnaw at him. He might lose his job, his career, but he couldn't lose Y/N. He found her in the library, head bent over a book she couldn't read. Taking a deep breath, he sat beside her.
"They gave me an ultimatum," he confessed, bracing himself for the worst.
Y/N's hand met his. Her touch was cool, a stark contrast to the warmth blooming in his heart. "What did you say?"
He told her everything, the fear, the determination. When he finished, her silence hung heavy in the air. Yunho braced for rejection, but then a small smile bloomed on her face.
"I don't need the world to see me, Yunho," she said, her voice soft. "I have you, and that's all that matters. If we have to make our own world, we will."
That night, Yunho made a decision. He gathered his belongings – a few books, some recordings, and a walking stick. The next morning, he walked into the classroom, not as a teacher, but as a companion. He resigned, his voice steady, his gaze resolute.
The classroom erupted in gasps. The news spread like wildfire. But Yunho didn't care. He walked straight to the library, where Y/N sat, a flicker of worry in her eyes.
"What happened?" she asked, her voice trembling.
"I chose you," he said, a smile gracing his lips. "We're going to paint our own world, Y/N. One where love isn't judged, and beauty isn't defined by sight
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bubblypinkfreak · 10 months
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Day 2 of reposting my art on tumblr god help me
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fynn-arcana · 1 month
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I was up until 4am thinking about these losers
Anyway, I know this has been done before but I don’t care :3
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inahallucination · 1 year
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guys look what i made
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if you remember this post
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gasstationpopcorn · 5 months
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coldhearted93 · 3 months
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I know when this first popped up I screamed and had to rewatch it hahah! Hello soldier boy
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acrusttv · 2 months
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i’m so normal about go i DEFINITELY didn’t like 300 plus posts from the aziracrow tab today alone.. WHY WOULD I DO THAT ..??
(a screen recording of me fastly scrolling is 2 minutes. and i didn’t even go to the first one)
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giuliettacapuleti · 6 months
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No but the way Júlia and Tybalt (In Rómeó és Júlia especially but in every adaption actually) perfectly mirror each other in the way they are being stifled by the role they play due to their gender and how it fucks them up, as well as the way they completely reject their roles (specifically in Rómeó és Júlia)? We have Tybalt, who was forced to be as violent and protective of his family as possible despite the heavy implication that he was a sensitive and dreamy child, not to mention the way his views of sex and love were shaped by social conventions (and specifically his father).
I’m going by the Italian Renaissance societal mores here, even though resj presumably takes place in a quasi-dystopian or post-dystopian future/Alternate Universe. During the Italian Renaissance, male children spent very little time with a nurse because that was considered ‘feminine’, and were sent off to school at a very young age. Although family was still considered the most important thing, actual familial relationships were hard to cultivate presuming that child was away at school. Now, it could be that I’m looking way too much into this and no one even thought about Tybalt’s childhood regarding him going away to school or being taught by a tutor at home, so I could be way off, BUT my point is that the emotions regarding family were strictly based on the masculine ‘protector and provider’ aspect rather than tenderness and actually spending time with family.
You can even see this in modern western society! It is only within the past few decades that men started to spend more time with their children, and do traditionally ‘feminine’ things for their kids like changing diapers, feeding etc. The idea of a Father being a provider rather than a caregiver has even carried over to society today - men are still praised for running errands with their children and doing activities with them without the mother present. These men are just seen as being ‘babysitters’ ‘helping out mom’ when they should simply be seen as parents doing their job as parents. It’s unnecessary to go into the negative impact this has had on both men and women, but my point is that this ‘nuture vs provide and protect’ view is still prevalent today, and was 100x worse in the Itaian Renaissance Era (and presumably society in resj).
So Tybalt is burdened with the duty to protect his family, but we see he, unlike his father, actually wants to be close emotionally to his family. The best evidence for this is his relationships to women in his family. I’ve made another post about this, but basically Tybalt’s father has taught him that women are literally ‘objects’, and the goal is to sleep with as many women as possible with absolutely no emotional attachment or respect for the women they sleep with. Tybalt, per his own admission in Ez A Kéz Utolér, mentions sleeping with many women indiscriminately, and not being emotionally attached to any of them. But as the song goes on we realize that he doesn’t want that. He is in love with Júlia, and clearly does not see her as an object. He doesn’t believe any man is good enough for her (least of all him).
Now, I’ve seen it argued that he doesn’t actually see Júlia as her own person, only the ideal of her, and even has the whole ‘Madonna/Whore Complex’ going on, which is certainly a valid argument, but I’m not sure I agree with it.
I think he sees himself in Júlia - the sensitive and loving child he never got to be. It’s possible a part of him does not want to see Júlia lose her innocence (not necessarily in a creepy way), and become like him.
Don’t get me wrong, his love for Júlia is definitely creepy and a good amount of his rage comes from romantic (and presumably sexual) jealousy. He mentions that he never loved any of the women he slept with, and has only ever loved Júlia. According to his father, love is just a weakness and women are just for sex, but clearly Tybalt doesn’t agree.
Possibly the ONLY healthy relationship he has (err, had) in his life is with the Nurse - he is seen holding her hand at the ball and she embraces his body after he dies, and has to be pulled away by a servant. I believe this is possibly a nod to when the Nurse calls him the “best friend she had�� in Shakespeare (another reason I love resj is the Shakespearen nods while doing its own thing).
Lady Capulet obviously loves Tybalt (judging by her reaction to his death), though his uncomfortable attraction does not seem to be reciprocated. The inclusion of his attraction to her could be another nod to Shakespeare - though it is not actually in the text, a fairly popular theory is that Tybalt and Lady Capulet were lovers (it’s possibly worth noting that Lady Capulet was likely closer in age to Tybalt than Lord Capulet). Personally I don’t think there was any inappropriate relationship in Shakespeare, but in a way it works specifically for the Capulets in resj - the relationships they have are not healthy at all: they lack boundaries, can’t communicate, and can’t express their (familial) love until it’s too late.
Obviously, Tybalt doesn’t have a healthy relationship with his aunt and has some kind of weird attraction to her, possibly as a result of only caring (in general) about the Capulets. Yet he seems to listen to Lady Capulet in a way he doesn’t to Lord Capulet - Lady Capulet orders him to find Rómeó, and later presumably to kill him (when she talks to him in his room).
So, my point is that Tybalt, despite claiming that women are just objects, has the most important (and possibly only important) relationships with women.
Anyway Tybalt is messed up and complex and the Capulets are even more dysfunctional than in romeó et juliette send tweet.
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belchka · 4 months
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The seventh coalition celebrating themselves, ig
Not saying the other three wouldn’t brag about winning but I just know Prussia would brag more (they all still do)
(Accidental PruAus)
I never post, but I when I do, I post crap
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bubblypinkfreak · 10 months
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Twitter sucks so now it's time to start fresh :D👌
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thereforepizza · 1 year
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Y’all wanna do a picrew?
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No pressure tags: @potato-tank-05 @echos-girlfriend @padawancat97 @palliateclaw @nahoney22 @photogirl894 @nahoney22 and anyone else who wants to join
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*shakes this post at you like a tennis ball before throwing it across an open field* GO FETCH!
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Peter, dejectedly looking at a news article: Hey, Mr. Punisher?
Frank: What do you want?
Peter: Has anyone ever told you that you’re a menace?
Frank: At least once a week.
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Matt: Hi Frank.
Frank:
Matt: So, you might be wondering why I’m taped to this ceiling.
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Matt: Frank, I screwed up. Big time.
Frank: Red, considering your daily life experiences, you’re gonna have to be more specific.
Matt:
Frank: Like, REALLY specific.
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Matt: I just heard Frank call the dog a “fucking liar” because he barked like someone was at the door and no one was there.
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Matt: If you don’t stay away from Frank, I’ll-
Jessica: Chill, I don’t want your man. I don’t even understand why you want your man!
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*on some random roof in NYC*
Frank: Hey, Red. Happy fucking Valentine’s Day or whatever.
Matt: *hands him a steaming cup* Thank you, Frank.
Frank: *takes cup and sips it*
Matt: Since it’s a holiday, I’ve decided to make you a coffee without salt in it.
Frank:
Frank: YOU’VE BEEN PUTTING SALT IN ALL MY COFFEES?!?!
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Employer, going over “Pete’s” resume: Okay, so right here it states that you’re creative.
Frank: Yes.
Employer: Okay. May I know what you are best at creating?
Frank: Problems.
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Elektra: I think I’m falling for you.
Matt: Then you should stand up.
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Frank: Can I bother you for a second?
Matt: You’re always bothering me, but go ahead.
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l0cklore · 3 months
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PERCABETH! Nothing else. Just them.
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sapchats · 16 days
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u guys wanna know something crazy i had a dream about sapnap and it was us playing valo and i match mvp'd and he thought i was really good and we became friends THIS IS CRAZY oh god im Crazy
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vuongobssd · 1 year
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violently making a pinterest board of all cute fujii kaze pics at 1 am.
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