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wooahaes · 11 months ago

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svt - whatever you say, beautiful

pairing: non-idol!svt x gn!reader

prompt: i'm not arguing with a man who has big brown eyes. whatever you say, beautiful.

warnings: established relationship aus. food and alcohol mentions. jeonghan and reader lovingly calling each other 'ugly' like an old married couple. 96z roommates au (jun). soonyoung's terrible mayo-ketchup concoction (jun). reader gets called beautiful back (jun, soonyoung). friends -> lovers (jun, soonyoung, jihoon). bickering as a love language (minghao, seungkwan). sexual implications from a third party (chan telling seungkwan to let him know if he needs to put headphones on or leave).

daisy's notes: i wrote that vernon drabble and gave myself brainrot. also on jeonghan's: ik there's cultures that do this lol but for those unaware: pls don't take it as a serious thing haha its meant to be akin to calling someone silly or goofy. i just think it gives old married couple energy to be like 'you're a nuisance but you're my nuisance and i adore you wholeheartedly.' like seungkwan tells them: just tie the knot if they want to, because they already act like they've been married for seventy years.

choi seungcheol

seungcheol was sprawled out in your bed, blanket securely tucked around him while he scrolled through his phone. sleepovers, at this stage in your relationship, weren't exactly uncommon... but the giddiness still hadn't worn off. the two of you didn't intend on moving in together for at least another year, both of you enjoying living on your own for right now after so, so much time of living with other people. still... that would never stop you from enjoying the sight of your beloved in your bed, ready for sleep, and winding down by checking his social media for the second or third time today.

until you saw him stop. he furrowed his brow, that handsome face completely perplexed. and you fought back a grin, because you knew exactly what was confusing him.

today the two of you decided to publicly reveal your relationship to more than just immediate family and very very close friends. seungcheol had been thrilled over it: he'd always been wanting to show you off since you started dating. but when you asked for a little time, he didn't fight: he just met you where you were. and now that everyone knows...

"what is this?"

he turned his phone to face you, giving you full view of the caption you lovingly wrote out. it sat underneath a collection of pictures, some taken by you, others by him, and one taken by one of his close friends in preparation of this special day... and, of course, it was a silly little joke.

i'm not arguing with my man and his big brown eyes. whatever you say, beautiful. ❤️

you snickered, crawling into bed next to him. "what's wrong with it?"

"nothing!" but he was pouting, and you knew what was coming next. "did you see my post?" he was already moving to pull it up, as though you hadn't read and re-read it a million times while he was in the shower.

so you decided to torment him. just a little bit. "you don't like it...?" you frowned, putting on your best 'kicked puppy' look.

"i do like it!" he was quick to try and assuage your worries. he turned over so that he could face you. "but... when we decided to tell everyone, i thought you wouldn't post a meme as the caption."

"so you hate it." you crossed your arms, pouting as hard as you could muster.

"i don't hate it! i didn't say--i didn't mean that, i just--" he looked up, watching you for longer than a few seconds. then he snorted, hand resting over his heart for a minute. "you're going to be the death of me."

with a snort, you crawled closer to him, all but dragging him up so that you could kiss him. "you know you're the normal one here."

he giggled, capturing your lips in another quick peck. "maybe i am," he said. "... i do like it, though. just warn me next time."

yoon jeonghan

joshua (hannie's coworker): [IMAGE.JPEG]

joshua (hannie's coworker): can you come get him he's bickering with seungkwan rn

joshua (hannie's coworker): (it's mostly seungkwan bickering but jeonghan is actually fighting back a little)

joshua (hannie's coworker): (it's literally over who's paying for chan's birthday dinner. cheol literally picked up the check half an hour ago right after they started.)

you: omw. also idk how seungkwan does it. i'm not arguing with a man with big brown eyes. whatever you say, beautiful.

the moment you pulled up outside the restaurant, you should have known exactly why jeonghan was grinning at you. he waved from the sidewalk, turning back to his friends to talk just a bit longer. he didn't move, which... on most days, you wouldn't care. but it was late, and you had work in the morning, and (according to joshua) they just spent the past few hours just chatting after their meal. five minutes melted into ten, and then into twenty...

and so you rolled down your window, yelling out a 'happy birthday!' to chan that finally got jeonghan's attention. another grin, and that was enough to tell you that he'd been waiting for that. he wouldn't do it for everyone, but chan? you knew their friendship was different. he hugged the guy one last time, and then made his way over to the car, climbing into the passenger seat. with a final wave to his friends, you pulled back onto the road, and started the journey home.

"so... you really think my eyes are beautiful?"

ah. that was the other reason the fucker wouldn't stop grinning at you. of course it couldn't just be one thing with jeonghan.

"you think i'm beautiful?" he watched you with this knowing smile, as though the two of you hadn't been dating for years now. as though you hadn't drunkenly confessed it before. "i'm starting to think you actually like me."

"you're just now realizing that?" you flicked on your blinker, coasting into the turn lane. "do you think i'd be living with you if i didn't?"

"you never call me beautiful to my face anymore, you know," he said, reaching for your bottle of water. without a care, he uncapped it, taking a long sip from it. "you just call me 'ugly' whenever you call me something."

that was far from true, to be fair: he was your love, your baby, your honey... and he was 'ugly' when you were particularly affectionate. "i have to keep you humble, ugly. you already know how beautiful you are."

his eyes twinkled a little as he looked at you, that fond smile telling you all you needed to know. "i know, ugly." he'd never been afraid to throw the word back at you, and you hoped that the tiny thrill it brought you never died.

no wonder seungkwan once said the two of you should go ahead and tie the knot. "you already act like it," he'd said, side-eyeing the two of you before taking a long sip of whatever coffee-flavor-of-the-day he'd picked out.

he reached over, prodding your cheek. when you glanced over, just enough to let him know you were listening, he just leaned against the center console with this handsome smile he reserved for you. "i love you."

and maybe he was a little drunk. just a little. but you let him have this one. "i love you, too, handsome."

joshua hong

"am i not worth the effort?" joshua couldn't even fight his playful grin now, his phone in his hand. "you couldn't even come up with an original post for our anniversary?"

with a roll of your eyes, you glanced back over his own post for a moment, pausing your search for movie snacks. he'd written out this long, sappy love letter to you about how he wanted to spend the rest of his life alongside you. it was sweet, and a little silly when he recounted the embarrassing story of how the two of you realized your feelings for one another (all it took was one spilled milkshake, courtesy of jeonghan), but overall a very public display of his adoration toward you. the picture-perfect, romance novel act of love from your boyfriend.

in other words: he was hamming it up so that people would gush over how he was the most adoring boyfriend, and how lucky you two were to have one another based on everything he said. in reality, he was literally eating your snacks right now. and later that night, he'd put his cold feet on you and then laugh over it.

"uh-huh." you continued searching through the cabinets after pocketing your phone. "should i have told everyone about how you somehow always manage to eat the last poptart in the box, even though you straight up told me that you keep count just so you can tease me over it?" you tossed an empty box into the bin, making a mental note to add them to the list. "or the time you literally ate all of my fries when we were on that road trip?"

"you're never gonna let me live that one down, are you?"

"didn't mention how god awful your workout clothes stink, either." you grimaced at the memory alone. "seriously, dude, how fucking hard do you go?"

"i forgot to wash them twice!" he turned around on the couch. "all because i said i thought it was cute when you mumble in your sleep and keep me up all night--"

"listen. i'm just doing damage control for you, hong," you pulled down a bag of chips, carefully rolled and clipped to keep them fresh. making your way back over, you continued, "really, you should be hiring me. i called you beautiful and mentioned those big brown bambi eyes." you threw yourself down next to him, bag crinkling as you unrolled it. you held up the first chip, an offering to him that he leaned over to take. "i think i deserve payment for it all."

but he grinned at you, settling back in. "i'll think about it. i'll get the big box of poptarts next time," he poked your side, just hard enough to get you to move off of his blanket, and then drew you right back in once he could throw it over you. "and i'll let you pick the first movie."

with a roll of your eyes, you reached for the controller. "what a gentleman."

wen junhui

your life was truly, sincerely, over. this was it. this was the big one. the big fuck-up that would kill you from embarrassment alone. if you were a sim in the sims 4, little sim jihoon would be sobbing over your body right now as the grim reaper came to take you away.

instead, he was just stiffling his laughter, patting the top of your head as you bury your face in a pillow. "it's not that bad."

"it's terrible! i was only posting that picture because we looked good!" you jerked up, staring at him. "and--and jun liked it! did he not read the caption?!"

"oh, he read it," soonyoung was doing something unholy in the kitchen, from the sounds of the ketchup bottle being opened alongside the smell of mayo. not another thing to ruin your day. "he's on his way home, by the way."

yep, this was how you died. surrounded by two of your roommates and being confronted by the guy you've had feelings for for... fuck, how long had you known him? since college? he'd been there for you after a particularly nasty breakup not long after the two of you met, and that was when your stupid heart fell for him. you'd always pushed back against it: it wasn't the right time. he was dating someone at one point. he wouldn't like you back. but the more the two of you started spending time alone, the deeper you fell.

"have you thought about just telling him how you feel?" jihoon asked, stealing your pillow and hugging it against his chest. "i know it's scary, but i don't think it'd go badly."

soonyoung looked over, condiments smeared on the outsides of his mouth as he chewed. he swallowed, wiping his face with a paper towel as he spoke, "even if he didn't like you, he'd let you down easily."

"soonyoung!" jihoon turned to face him. you rarely saw jihoon mad, but this had to be the closest.

soonyoung realized what he said. and immediately took off, shutting himself back into his room as jihoon raced to encounter him first. while he tried to jostle the door open, the yelling faded into background noise.

jun... what?

the apartment door opened after a while, wonwoo standing there with jun right behind him. without hesitating, you hopped up off of the couch, immediately excusing yourself as you went to hide in your own room. jun called after you, and you just shut the door behind you, face in your hands. this could not be happening. this wasn't happening. if soonyoung was telling the truth, and, because jihoon yelled at him, he definitely was... what now?

jun knocked on your door. everything outside of your room was silent now. if jihoon was chewing out soonyoung, you'd probably hear some of it. yet... quiet. peaceful quiet that you weren't exactly used to with this bunch.

"can we talk?" he spoke up after a moment. "i don't exactly get the caption, but... do you really think i have beautiful eyes?"

oh. he had no idea it was some meme you'd seen online that always reminded you of him. yet the gentle way he'd asked made your heart flutter all the same. you said nothing, just sitting with your back against the door.

"it's okay if you do." you could hear the sound of him moving, and slowly, it sounded as though he was sitting, too. "i... i think you have pretty eyes, too." was it possible to hear his uneasy smile in the way his voice shook just a little, his nerves so, so evident? "the others left, by the way. so we could talk. wonwoo was confused, but jihoon dragged both him and soonyoung out for a walk."

that answered one question, at least. again, you just said nothing, curling up as tight as you could. your heart hammered in your ears, and you shut your eyes. was this really happening?

"i've liked you for a long time," he said, voice just as gentle as it was before. like he, too, was scared of what this all meant. the two of you were crossing a line you never thought you'd even tread near, let alone vault over. "it's okay if you don't feel the exact same way. but... you're sweet. and i--"

you bit the bullet. you got up, opening your door to see jun turning to face you. he'd been sitting there, back against the door, talking to the air while you'd been too scared to face him. he stood up as quickly as he could, watching you carefully.

he was the one who spoke first. "hi."

"hi." you said it back, heart racing. "i think you're beautiful."

and oh-so-shyly he smiled back at you. "i... think you're beautiful, too."

maybe this would be the start of something good.

kwon soonyoung

with your eyes screwed shut, you knew that seungcheol was going to give you so, so much shit about this when you told him. knowing your luck, it was going to go horribly, and you'd probably die right here and it'd be your ghost haunting seungcheol... but that was something you could deal with.

yet the moment 'tiger kwon' popped up on your phone, you knew you couldn't avoid this forever. you'd pester soonyoung later for changing his name in your phone again. for now, you just answered the request for a video call, and you were met with those pretty eyes staring at you in the low light.

"hi." he giggled. "i don't think that text was meant for me."

astute observation, considering the first three messages before you gushed about his eyes and called him beautiful were "FUCK" and "CHEOL I CAN'T DO THIS" and then a picture of the two of you from when you grabbed dinner together earlier. you expressed your romantic frustrations in the only way you knew how: a screenshot you'd seen of someone's tweet. the same thing you'd said to seungcheol many, many times before.

"so what does that even mean?" he's grinning, and you knew that it's half-genuine. he was smart enough to get the gist of it (to put it simply: you were, as you'd been told, down bad) but you weren't sure how often soonyoung saw memes like this. he was watching your face, those cute eyes shining with the light from his phone screen, and he rolled onto his stomach. "when did you get worse at technology than me?"

was this what confessing to soonyoung would bring? a lifetime of having a cute man tease you oh-so-lovingly?

"are you alive?"

you managed to squeak out a deeply embarrassed, "yep."

he just giggled, head resting on his hand. "do you text seungcheol like that a lot?" he waited. and when you didn't answer, too embarrassed to speak, he continued on, "i think he and jihoon trade war stories, then. jihoon..." his cheeks were dusted red. "jihoon hears a lot about you."

holy fuck. your stomach was doing flips. "soonyoung?"

"this is embarrassing, isn't it?" he chuckled, eyes focusing on his screen again. "jihoon said it's some sort of joke. vernon showed it to him once. but... i think you're beautiful, too."

truly, this man would be the death of you if he kept smiling at you like that. like you were his world already, eyes shiny and cheeks red.

"i..." your mouth felt dry. "can we... maybe... a date?" something about seeing his face right now made your mind go blank.

he chuckled. "i'm free this weekend," he said, still smiling. "we'll talk tomorrow morning. okay?"

"okay." you licked your lips, just trying to come down from this high. "goodnight."

the moment he ended the call, you were texting seungcheol: LET'S FUCKING GO GOT A DATE W SOONYOUNG!!!

and in return, he sent you three words: about fucking time.

jeon wonwoo

people always warned you about marrying the love of your life. the honeymoon period was something strong, that tinted your days with sugary kisses and honeyed skies until it all dissolved when reality washed back over the two of you. yet you had been married to wonwoo for two years now, and that sweetness never seemed to melt from your lives. the honeymoon period was over, yes, but the work you put into your relationship kept things lively. arguments came and went, and you always found yourself enamored with the man who guarded your heart in the same way you guarded his.

that was why anniversaries were special. not because they were another milestone, another celebration of a year the two of you made together... but an excuse to gush about wonwoo. you kept it to two days in particular: your wedding anniversary, and his birthday, both dates set months apart. wonwoo was different than you, however: he didn't want to broadcast his feelings for the world to see. he reserved all the sweet things for words he physically wrote down for you to read, or as things he said to you outright when he was sappy enough.

and you? well... he knew your true feelings would never be one-hundred-percent out there. those were reserved for him. but if you wanted to gush about how much you loved him, then who was he to stop you?

he'd been scrolling through his instagram feed that night while brushing his teeth, only to snort when he finished reading your post. the duality of your relationship was beautiful: he'd posted a short, sweet caption for you underneath a lovely quote from a book the two of you loved. and you had gushed... and finished it off with a meme that you sent to him the moment you saw it. i'm not arguing with a man who has big brown eyes. whatever you say, beautiful. the same words you teased him with when you were in a particularly playful mood.

so when he returned to you, he just crawled into bed, pressing kisses against your face. his affectionate moods would always take you by surprise, and he was glad for that. it spiced up the relationship just a little that he was still able to surprise you after all this time.

"you're so cute," he curled up with you, pulling you into his arms. "happy anniversary. i love you."

you snorted a little. "i see you've noticed."

"should i have read it sooner?"

you waved him off, "no, no... i'm glad you didn't see it until now. check the comments when you get the chance. a bunch of your friends loved it."

he was sure that they did. they all seemed to adore the duality of the two of you more than he did. the quiet, studious wonwoo and his silly love who made him laugh more than anyone else. but he knew as well as you did: no one would love your dynamic more than the two of you did.

he was your home, just as you had become his.

lee jihoon

all jihoon wanted to do was ask if you wanted to go to dinner. he'd suggested a place, you'd suggested another, and he mentioned not wanting that kind of cuisine... only for the words to appear on his phone within the next few minutes: i'm not arguing with a man who has big brown eyes. whatever you say, beautiful.

... beautiful?

"soonyoung!" he yelled out for one of his housemates. if he wasn't here, then seungcheol would come in. yet he heard the sound of footsteps quickly approaching, soonyoung sliding against the wooden floor a little as he looked in. "read this."

so he did. he read it once, and then again before looking up. "... they're flirting with you, i think."

"that's weird, right?" jihoon looked up. "they don't like me back."

"how do you know that?" soonyoung grinned, leaning against the empty doorframe. "you don't know that. they're hitting on you. shoot your shot."

"i'm not going to--"

his phone started to ring. he looked down, wide-eyed, as he realized you started to call him. before he could debate denying the call and pretending the text never came, soonyoung bolted forward, answering it before immediately leaving his room. the little shit--

"oh my god," you said, "i'm so, so fucking sorry--mingyu's here and i was trying to look up other places to eat on my laptop, and he had the bright idea to text you that shit. i left my phone alone for one minute, and this is what happened--"

"why would he text me that?" jihoon could feel his heart begin to hammer in his chest. why would mingyu tease him like that? mingyu knew that you were off limits when it came to this kind of thing. unless...

"i--well, i--" you stammered, all sentences melting in your mouth before you finally let out a long sigh. in the background, he could hear mingyu begin to laugh. "shut up!" and then the sound of a door slamming behind you. "fucking--" you let out a sigh. "sorry. made the mistake of putting you on speaker."

"that's okay." jihoon leaned against the back of the chair. "but my question...?"

with another sigh, he could hear you settle into something. a chair, a couch--he wasn't sure. "this isn't how i wanted this to go... but... i like you. and i guess mingyu's had enough of hearing about it. it's okay if you don't feel the same, but... that's all."

quiet. neither of you moved to speak, to pitch another restaurant to go to. jihoon opened a new tab on his browser, already typing in a new search for the best places to take a first date.

"jihoon?"

no point in not taking the leap now. you'd already taken the first step: he could do the next one. "can... can tonight be our first date, then? instead of us getting dinner as friends."

quiet.

"jihoon..." your voice was soft. "i'd love that."

note to self: thank mingyu.

xu minghao

"what does this mean?" minghao looked up from his phone, where you could clearly see the post you'd made earlier. it was a combination of candids and the actual pretty pictures you'd taken of him, all captioned with a joke. he began typing something out, "we bickered about toast this morning."

"oh my god, hao--"

then your phone buzzed. you looked down, and there it was: minghao calling you out on your own damn post. when you looked up from your phone, he just had that stupid smug grin on his face. he crossed his arms, leaning back in his chair as he waited for you to defend yourself.

"it's a joke. it's a meme. maybe you should learn them, old man."

he rolled his eyes. "it's a lie and i'm not standing for it. everyone knows that we argue about everything."

even before the two of you started dating, you'd bicker about the smallest things. none of it was ever serious--the two of you had only fought a handful of times in the entirety of knowing one another--but you remembered the annoyed look you would get sometimes. just go make out already had been what his friends would say. eventually, it turned into mingyu telling minghao to go ahead and give you the marriage papers already. the two of you were in it for life, weren't you?

which, ultimately, turned into you and minghao bickering about that, too. the two of you hadn't even been dating at the time, but you would both be lying if you said that conversation hadn't made the two of you figure out your feelings. you'd retorted that minghao wouldn't get along with your parents like that, leading to him actively calling them to prove that, yes, in fact, he would.

(you would simply never live down both of them going "he isn't your boyfriend? we were waiting for you to be ready to tell us," and the subsequent call where your mother chewed you out for hanging up on her right after.)

"we don't argue about everything."

minghao gave you a pointed look. "strawberry jam."

you pinched the bridge of your nose. "not this shit again. i thought we agreed that butter is--"

... fuck, he was proving his point.

"fine," you said. "we bicker a lot. doesn't mean i can't lie via meme."

he just smiled, happy to have won whatever little argument this almost turned into. "everyone knows this is our love language," he said, head resting in his hand. "but fine. you can lie through your memes."

and thus he put the two of you on equal grounds once again: a truce, in a sense. just like most of your little debates ended in.

kim mingyu

"you know you could just call me pretty if you wanted to."

your face burned at the way mingyu was giggling now. all you did was text him a meme (yes, from the other end of the couch) and wait for his response. he'd read it under his breath before bursting into giggles, so, so enamored with the way that you were. he always had been: mingyu, unlike you, wasn't shy when it came to his affection. he complimented you constantly on anything and everything, whether it be your appearance or the way you rambled to him or the way you clammed up "all cutely embarrassed" (his words, not yours) when you realized just how much you said. you told him once that you weren't the most open about your feelings or the loudest.

and he'd merely kissed your forehead and said that was okay. he was loud enough for the both of you. if loving him quietly meant that you loved him, then that was all that mattered to him.

you whined his name at him, trying to hide your face. you knew that you always would get this doe-eyed, dreamy look on your face whenever he teased you like this. you caught a glimpse of it in a mirror once when you were at a store buying furniture, and swore to yourself you'd never let him catch you like this so obviously ever again.

of course, that was moot because mingyu saw that sappy look on your face and treasured it every time... but for your own sake, you couldn't let him notice.

yet he laughed anyway, crawling over to pull your hands away from your face. "i mean it!" he squished your cheeks, "just call me pretty next time. that's what you wanted to say, right?"

you pushed his hands away from your face, just so that you could speak clearly. "i think you have pretty eyes."

his smile dropped, eyes going wide. and he slowly pulled away, face turning redder by the second as he turned from you. "you can't just say it like that! i wasn't prepared!"

you felt a little bold this time. "whatever you say, beautiful--"

the groan that mingyu let out, fully flustered by you now, only made you feel more confident in teasing him. no wonder his friends loved to pick on him... he was so cute about it.

lee seokmin

the minute you finished saying it, seokmin had burst into giggles. all because you wanted to jokingly flirt with your beloved and see his reaction. he had looked up from his phone, where he'd been idly googling to find dinner options, and then you could see those gears turning before he started laughing.

"really?" he reached over, drawing you into his arms. "so you won't argue with me tonight?" seokmin squished your cheeks to pucker your lips, planting an loud kiss against them. "all because you think i'm beautiful?"

you just fought back a laugh, reaching up to toy with the hair at the base of his neck. "whatever you want, beautiful."

another giggle burst past his lips, and he dropped one hand down, sliding it up your thigh. "do you mean it? or are you just flirting with me?" he gently squeezed your thigh, just a little. "you don't have to flirt with me like that. i'm already yours."

ever the romantic. you drew him in for another quick kiss, soflty laughing against his lips. "gotta keep you here somehow," you teased. "it's hard to compete with you when you're mister perfect."

his nose brushed against your own. "i think you keep up just fine." he paused, drumming his fingers against the outside of your thigh idly. "can i confess something?"

you watched him curiously. "huh?"

"your best friend..." his hand slid up to your hip before he loosely draped his arms around your waist. "when we got together, they messaged me to tell me you talk about my eyes a lot."

oh no. "you know you have pretty eyes--"

"like a baby seal." he giggled. "and something about having puppy dog eyes, too."

ohhh no. of course they'd rat you out. "but am i wrong?"

he just nuzzled his nose against your own for a minute, planting a tiny kiss against the tip of it. "i just like you. you're so silly, it's cute."

with a smile, you just settled against him. "i mean it, though. pick wherever you want, beautiful." his giggles only made you happier. "i'll pay."

boo seungkwan

"chan and i bicker less than we do."

seungkwan wasn't phased by your flirty word or the way you were trying to call him beautiful (my boo-tiful boo, if your silly phone contact was anything to go by). he just looked up from his phone with a flat expression, which... probably meant he saw that post somewhere for himself. the lack of originality probably also got you here.

"okay, fine, that's true," you said, rolling your eyes. "you're still beautiful, though."

"i know that," he said. "but we argue a lot over silly stuff. vernon said he thinks it's a love language."

another roll of your eyes. "seungkwan, we don't argue that much."

"don't we? remember that time the neighbors got concerned because we got a little too heated about the way one of our dramas ended?" he crossed his arms. "i still think the ending was good, but you got angry over the way it tried to incorporate greek myth and--"

"it was incorporating greek tragedy and didn't give it the sad ending!" you threw your hands up in the air. "don't promote it as being based on the myth if you aren't going to have a tragic ending!"

"it didn't have to! it was a retelling! things don't have to adhere strictly to--"

chan's door opened, and he walked out of his room. he looked at the two of you before groaning. "this fight again?"

"we're not arguing!" the two of you said together, turning to face him.

chan just rolled his eyes, making his way over to the kitchen. "sure..." then he took one look at the two of you, shaking his head. "i'm going to see if yeonjun wants to go out. don't do anything until i'm gone or have headphones on."

"we don't--"

"you do. just keep arguing or whatever," he pulled out his phone, walking back to his room.

his door shut. and the two of you just looked at each other. seungkwan rolled his eyes, flopping back down on his end of the couch.

"i hate him," he said offhandedly, no venom behind it. you knew just as well as seungkwan did that if chan was in trouble, seungkwan would be one of the first to run there. "who does he think he is? he always acts as if he knows our relationship better than we do."

you slid over closer to him, and he lifted an arm so that you could cuddle in. "he's a jerk," you said, again, no real malice behind it at all. "you should come live with me."

he rolled his eyes. "you always say that." he turned his face, kissing your temple. "like we don't have plans already."

once his lease was up. but you just looked up at him, smiling a little. "whatever you say, beautiful."

that shy smile told you all you needed to know. keep calling me sweet things, then.

chwe vernon

"uh-huh." he didn't even look up from his phone, scrolling through his youtube history. "did i send you this video?"

you frowned. "you're not even going to say anything?"

"you've used that on me before." he continued to scroll. he looked up for just a moment. "also, i'm thinkin'... maybe we could go get tacos for lunch? haven't been to that place in a while." vernon turned his attention back to his phone. "i'm down for whatever, though."

with a groan, you slumped into the couch, already googling for cheesy pick-up lines. the back-up plan, always, for when you need to tease your boyfriend. "hey, nonny? do you have a map--"

"because you're lost in my eyes," he said without missing a beat. "actually, i'm really craving tacos now. i think we could get an order to-go if you don't feel like going out."

he hated you. this had to explain everything. "do you believe in love at first sight--"

"i might," he moved over so that he was closer to you, pulling your legs into his lap. "so, were you being legit about the not arguing thing? because i might take my chance and order anyway."

with a roll of your eyes, you gave up. you weren't going to win this time around. "get your tacos, beautiful," you reached up, turning his face toward you. "i'll pay."

he snorted, bursting into giggles as he leaned over to kiss you. "you're such a dork."

you just smiled into his kiss. "but you love it."

lee chan

you loved confusing chan so, so much. all he did was ask what you wanted for dinner, and you hit him back with "whatever you want, beautiful. i'm not gonna argue with a man who has big brown eyes." thus began the confused looks as he looked at you, then his phone, unsure of how to respond to that.

"... what?"

"i said we can get whatever you want," you shrugged. "i'm not picky--"

"that's not what you said." he frowned just a little, clearly aware that you were teasing him in some way... but not quite connecting the dots quite yet. "you never call me beautiful," was what he settled on a moment later.

which was true. you often opted to call him handsome, usually with a soft laugh and a smile that showed just how endeared to him you really were. on occasion, you'd call something about him pretty--the way he styled his hair, or the makeup he wore once when mingyu roped him into being a model for him--but beautiful? as much as you thought he was (chan deserved all the complimentary words, in your humble, unbiased opinion), you'd never voiced that opinion to him directly. the closest was the time you told one of your friends that he had beautiful eyes.

he narrowed his eyes at you. "is this a joke?" for a split second, he glanced down at the phone in your hands. "... are you recording?"

"i can't call my man 'beautiful'?" you put on a fake pout, just to tease him further. "you really think i'm cruel enough to make fun of you like that?"

chan, however, knew you. he knew that you were easily swayed into pulling pranks on him. that time he introduced you to jeonghan was enough proof of that--and every subsequent trip with his friends always seemed to result in them picking out his weak spot and turning you against him, just for a simple joke. if it bothered him, he would have said something... but it did leave him fully aware that you were the kind of person to lovingly tease him.

lovingly, he told himself. he knew it was. but sometimes he wondered if you were put on this planet just to mess with him in a way he'd secretly love. if you were going to be the death of him, then at least he'd die loving you.

"okay." he made his way over, pulling up a restaurant. he showed you his screen, and immediately you focused on the fact that this place was far from cheap. "i want to go here."

"channie, we--"

"you just said you weren't going to argue," he smiled at you, leaning against you. "hm?"

with a sigh, you shook your head. "whatever you want, beautiful," you reached up. "i'll just eat ramen for the next few weeks--"

he snorted, leaning over to kiss your cheek. "just book it for our anniversary, then." he paused for a moment, just watching you with a tiny smile. "... do you really think i have beautiful eyes?"

how could you say anything other than 'yes' when he was staring at you with them?

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hotvintagepoll · 1 year ago

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THE TOURNAMENT IS OVER! Eartha Kitt lounges in her deck chair in the sun, dipping her toes in the pool with Toshiro Mifune and sipping a brightly colored fruity something with an umbrella in it.

Far below in the shadow realm, however, the fallen hotties dance in the dark—let's take a minute to look back at them under the cut.

PRELIM PRETTIES:

Claude Gensac, Silvia Pinal, Ewa Aulin, Rita Tushingham, Annette Funicello, Norma Bengell, Catherine Spaak, Brigitte Auber, Micheline Presle, Nanette Fabray, Libertad Lamarque, Vera Miles, Martha Raye, Catherine McLeod, Virginia Mayo, Elizabeth Allan, Belle Bennet, Virginia Cherill, Mary Brian, Ruth Chatterton, Agnes Ayres, Merna Kennedy, Marie Prevost, Corinne Griffith, May Allison, Virginia Brown Faire, Alice Brady, and Jetta Goudal

ROUND ONE WONDERS:

Angie Dickinson, Thelma Ritter, Geraldine Chaplin, Evelyn Preer, Vanessa Brown, Betty Blythe, Susan Hayward, Mae Clarke, Sally Ann Howes, Ossi Oswalda, Adrienne La Russa, Hermione Gingold, Barbara Bouchet, Melina Mercouri, Anna Karina, Edwige Fenech, Charmian Carr, Pina Pellicer, Marlène Jobert, Tsuru Aoki, Alice Roberts, Leila Hyams, Lady Tsen Mei, Geneviève Bujold, Dolores Hart, Anita Berber, Bonita Granville, Vonetta McGee, Claire Windsor, Zizi Jeanmaire, Tuesday Weld, Grace Darmond, Carol Channing, Deanna Durbin, Laraine Day, Mariette Hartey, Wendy Hiller, Candy Darling, Hermione Baddely, Valeria Creti, Ella Raines, Ann Miller, Dana Wynter, Dalida, Martine Beswick, Gale Storm, Simone Signoret, Cristina Gaioni, Mabel Normand, Stéphane Audran, Ruth Weyher, Anna Wiazemsky, Ann Sheridan, Sandhya Shantaram, Alice White, Anne Francis, Gena Rowlands, Lyda Borelli, May Whitty, Cathleen Nesbitt, Jessica Walter, Virna Lisi, Barbara Shelley, Iris Hall, Heather Angel, Anne Shirley, Joanna Pettet, Virginia O'Brien, Joan Collins, Greer Garson, Gracie Allen, Peggy Ryan, Frances Dee, Shirley Maclaine, Geraldine Farrar, Kathleen Byron, Margaret Hamilton, Eva Gabor, Francesca Bertini, Julie Adams, Olga Baclanova, Misa Uehara, Yvette Vickers, Milena Dravić, Jenny Jugo, Madeleine Carroll, Benita Hume, Olive Borden, Shirley Jones, Miyoshi Umeki, Dorothy Lamour, Gale Sondergaard, Mary Anderson, Charlotte Greenwood, Sybil Seely, Mona Barrie, Kathryn Grayson, Katharine Ross, Madge Bellamy, Rhonda Fleming, Sally Gray, Jana Brejchová, Debra Paget, Madame Sul-Te-Wan, Evelyn Brent, Zelma O'Neal, Marie Laforêt, Türkan Şoray, Beatriz Costa, Irene Zazians, Eleanor Powell, Susan Luckey, Patsy Kelly, Lil Dagover, Norma Talmadge, Dorothy Mackaill, Madge Evans, Virginia McKenna, Amália Rodrigues, Mamie Van Doren, Valerie Hobson, Isabel Jeans, Beata Tyszkiewicz, Claire Luce, Aleksandra Khokhlova, Nieves Navarro Garcia, Janet Leigh, Carmen Miranda, Jean Harlow, Aud Egedge-Nissen, Nina Foch, Jean Simmons, Piper Laurie, Katy Jurado, Jayne Mansfield, Anita Garvin, Frances Farmer, Lizabeth Scott, Joan Greenwood, Una Merkel, Arlene Francis, Ethel Merman, Doris Day, Suzanne Pleshette, Ruta Lee, Carolyn Jones, June Richmond, Eva Nil, Diana Dors, Anna Chang, Colleen Moore, Alexis Smith, Yvette Mimieux, Ruby Keeler, Viola Dana, Dolores Grey, Marie Windsor, Danielle Darieux, Jean Parker, Julie Christie, Acquanetta, Leatrice Joy, Ghita Nørby, Julie Newmar, Joanne Woodward, Sandra Dee, Eva Marie Saint, Simone Simon, Katherine Dunham, Birgitte Price, Lee Grant, Anita Page, Flora Robson, Martha Sleeper, Elsie Ames, Isabel "Coca" Sarli, Glenda Farrell, Kathleen Burke, Linden Travers, Diane Baker, Joan Davis, Joan Leslie, Sylvia Sidney, Marie Dressler, June Lockhart, Emmanuelle Riva, Libertad Leblanc, Susannah Foster, Susan Fleming, Dolores Costello, Ann Smyrner, Luise Rainer, Anna Massey, Evelyn Ankers, Ruth Gordon, Eva Dahlbeck, Ansa Ikonen, Diana Wynyard, Patricia Neal, Etta Lee, Gloria Stuart, Arletty, Dorothy McGuire, Mitzi Gaynor, Gwen Verdon, Maria Schell, Lili Damita, Ethel Moses, Gloria Holden, Kay Thompson, Jeanne Crain, Edna May Oliver, Lili Liliana, Ruth Chatterton, Giulietta Masina, Claire Bloom, Dinah Sheridan, Carroll Baker, Brenda de Banzie, Milú, Hertha Thiele, Hanka Ordonówna, Lillian Roth, Jane Powell, Carol Ohmart, Betty Garrett, Kalina Jędrusik, Edana Romney, Geraldine Fitzgerald, Kay Kendall, Ruth Hussey, Véra Clouzot, Jadwiga Smosarska, Marge Champion, Mary Astor, Ann Harding, María Casares, Maureen O'Sullivan, Mildred Natwick, Michèle Morgan, Romy Schneider, Elisabeth Bergner, Celeste Holm, Betty Hutton, Susan Peters, Mehtab, Leslie Caron, Anna Sten, Janet Munro, Nataša Gollová, Eve Arden, Ida Lupino, Regina Linnanheimo, Sonja Henie, and Terry (what a good girl)

ROUND TWO BEAUTIES:

Evelyn Nesbit, Thelma Todd, Tura Satana, Helen Gibson, Maureen O'Hara, Rocío Dúrcal, Mary Nolan, Lois Maxwell, Maggie Smith, Zulma Faiad, Ursula Andress, Musidora, Delphine Seyrig, Marian Marsh, Leatrice Joy, Sharon Tate, Pina Menichelli, Teresa Wright, Shelley Winters, Lee Remick, Jane Wyman, Martita Hunt, Barbara Bates, Susan Strasberg, Marie Bryant, Diana Rigg, Jane Birkin, Rosalind Russell, Vanessa Redgrave, Brigitte Helm, Gloria Grahame, Rosemary Clooney, Bebe Daniels, Constance Bennett, Lilian Bond, Ann Dvorak, Jeanette Macdonald, Pouri Banayi, Raquel Welch, Vilma Bánky, Dorothy Malone, Olive Thomas, Celia Johnson, Moira Shearer, Priscilla Lane, Dolores del Río, Ann Sothern, Françoise Rosay, June Allyson, Carole Lombard, Jeni Le Gon, Takako Irie, Barbara Steele, Claudette Colbert, Lalita Pawar, Asta Nielsen, Sandra Milo, Maria Montez, Mae West, Alma Rose Aguirre, Bibi Andersson, Joan Blondell, Anne Bancroft, Elsa Lanchester, Nita Naldi, Suchitra Sen, Dorothy Van Engle, Elisabeth Welch, Esther Williams, Loretta Young, Margueritte De La Motte, Ita Rina, Constance Talmadge, Margaret Lockwood, Barbara Bedford, Josette Day, Stefania Sandrelli, Jane Russell, Doris Dowling, Zsa Zsa Gabor, Donna Reed, Ruby Dee, Diana Sands, Billie Burke, Kyōko Kagawa, Françoise Dorléac, Hend Rostom, Monica Vitti, Lilian Harvey, Marjorie Main, Jeanne Moreau, Lola Flores, Ann Blyth, Janet Gaynor, Jennifer Jones, Margaret Sullavan, Sadhana, Ruby Myers, Lotus Long, Honor Blackman, Marsha Hunt, Debbie Reynolds, Michèle Mercier, Irene Dunne, Jean Arthur, Judy Holliday, Tippi Hedren, Susse Wold, Vera-Ellen, Carmelita González, Nargis Dutt, Purnima, Harriet Andersson, Yvonne De Carlo, Miroslava Stern, Sheila Guyse, Helen, Margaret Dumont, Betty Grable, Joan Bennett, Jane Greer, Judith Anderson, Liv Ullman, Vera Zorina, Joan Fontaine, Silvana Mangano, and Lee Ya-Ching

ROUND THREE ELECTRIFIERS:

Jean Hagen, Sumiko Mizukubo, Mary Philbin, Ann-Margret, Margaret Rutherford, Claudia Cardinale, Eleanor Parker, Jessie Matthews, Theresa Harris, Brigitte Bardot, Alla Nazimova, Faye Dunaway, Marion Davies, Anna Magnani, Theda Bara, Myrna Loy, Kay Francis, Fay Wray, Barbra Streisand, Bette Davis, Hideko Takamine, France Nuyen, Claudine Auger, Miriam Hopkins, Maylia Fong, Samia Gamal, Maude Fealy, Machiko Kyō, Sharmila Tagore, Lucille Ball, Ginger Rogers, Juanita Moore, Anna Fougez, Waheeda Rehman, Ruan Lingyu, Nina Mae McKinney, Ethel Waters, Nadira, Olivia de Havilland, Abbey Lincoln, Louise Beavers, Agnes Moorehead, Lana Turner, Norma Shearer, Maria Falconetti, Reiko Sato, Marie Doro, Clara Bow, Margaret Lindsay, Catherine Denueve, Madhabi Mukherjee, Rosaura Revueltas, Hu Die, Mary Pickford, Fredi Washington, Louise Brooks, Leonor Maia, Merle Oberon, Paulette Goddard, Vivien Leigh, Francine Everett, Savitri, Tita Merello, and Meena Kumari

ROUND FOUR STUNNERS:

Judy Garland, Dorothy Dandridge, Yoshiko Yamaguchi, Marilyn Monroe, Irene Papas, Lupe Vélez, Pola Negri, Gene Tierney, Barbara Stanwyck, Gina Lollobrigida, Lena Horne, Nutan, Jean Seberg, Kim Novak, Gladys Cooper, Tallulah Bankhead, Linda Darnell, Julie Andrews, Carmen Sevilla, Gloria Swanson, Glynis Johns, Anne Baxter, Angela Lansbury, Anita Ekberg, Toshia Mori, Deborah Kerr, Hazel Scott, Chelo Alonso, Cyd Charisse, Nancy Kwan, Devika Rani, Shima Iwashita, and Anouk Aimée

ROUND FIVE SMOKESHOWS:

Setsuko Hara, Pearl Bailey, Joan Crawford, Madhubala, Marpessa Dawn, Keiko Awaji, Rita Hayworth, Veronica Lake, Ava Gardner, Greta Garbo, Grace Kelly, Xia Meng, Suraiya, Natalie Wood, María Félix, and Mbissine Thérèse Diop

ROUND SIX SEXY LADIES:

Marilyn Monroe, Sophia Loren, Vyjyanthimala, Jane Fonda, Katharine Hepburn, Josephine Baker, Elizabeth Taylor, and Ingrid Bergman

QUARTER FINALIST GLAMAZONS:

Audrey Hepburn, Marlene Dietrich, Anna May Wong, and Lauren Bacall

SEMIFINALIST ICONS:

Rita Moreno, Diahann Carroll

FINALIST FABULOSITY:

Hedy Lamarr

ULTIMATE CHAMPION OF THE HOT & VINTAGE MOVIE WOMAN TOURNAMENT:

Eartha Kitt

#fuck that old woman

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valkyrietookme · 2 years ago

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Crazy:B relationship charts translations

Taken from "Doki Doki! Ensemble Seminar"

Written descriptions of all relationships under the cut

Unit chart

Leader: Rinne

Ages: Rinne (21), HiMERU (17), Kohaku (15), Niki (18)

Rinne -> HiMERU: Worries about. Knows his secret

Rinne -> Kohaku: Cute. Wants to mess with

Rinne -> Niki: Owes him his life. Wants to make him happy

HiMERU -> Rinne: Understands his methods. Strict

HiMERU -> Kohaku: Cute junior. Lovable

HiMERU -> Niki: So easy-going it's worrying

Kohaku -> Rinne: Irresponsible and free-spirited. Worries and cares for us

Kohaku -> HiMERU: Kind, but sometimes weird

Kohaku -> Niki: Airhead. Can't leave alone

Niki -> Rinne: Older yet dependant. Close friends

Niki -> HiMERU: Puts on a cool and collected act. Fun to mess with

Niki -> Kohaku: Crazy:B's only conscience

Rinne relationship chart

Crazy:B: HiMERU, Kohaku, Niki

Roommates: Kanata, Hiyori

Rinne -> Yuta: Interesting ♪

Yuuta -> Rinne: Is he picking a fight?

Rinne -> Hinata: Dotes on

Hinata -> Rinne: Attached to

Rinne -> Ibara: Overthinker

Ibara -> Rinne: Problem child

Rinne (eldest) <--> Hiiro (youngest): Brothers

Rinne -> Hiiro: Cute little brother. Smart

Hiiro -> Rinne: Beloved older brother. Chief

Rinne -> Aira: Wants to mess with

Aira -> Rinne: A bit scary

Eichi -> Rinne: A lot smarter than one may first think

Rinne -> Shu: Interesting ♪

Shu -> Rinne: Unpleasant

Rinne <--> Niki: Old duo

Rinne -> Niki: Owes life to. Wants to make happy

Niki -> Rinne: Older yet dependant. Close friend

Rinne -> Kohaku: Cute. Wants to mess with

Kohaku -> Rinne: Irresponsible. Cares and worries about us

Rinne -> HiMERU: Worries about. Knows his secret

HiMERU -> Rinne: Understands methods. Strict

HiMERU relationship chart

Crazy:B: Rinne, Kohaku, Niki

Roommates: Arashi, Tetora

HiMERU -> Makoto: Has a way with words

Makoto -> HiMERU: Talented

HiMERU -> Souma: Very physically capable

Souma -> HiMERU: Very knowledgeable

HiMERU <--> Izumi: Work rivals

Jun -> HiMERU: Was he always like this?

HiMERU -> Tatsumi: Hates him due to certain circumstances

Tatsumi -> HiMERU: Old friend

HiMERU -> Ibara: Skilled. Let's him plan things for him out of convenience

Ibara -> HiMERU: Useful

HiMERU -> Yuuta: Agency junior

Yuuta -> HiMERU: Kindly relies on

HiMERU -> Niki: So easy-going it's worrying

Niki -> HiMERU: Acts cool and collected. Messing with him is fun

HiMERU -> Kohaku: Cute junior. Lovable

Kohaku -> HiMERU: Kind, but weird at times

HiMERU -> Rinne: Understands methods. Strict

Rinne -> HiMERU: Worries for. Knows his secret

Kohaku relationship chart

Crazy:B: Rinne, HiMERU, Niki

Roommate: Jun

Ex-Double Face: Kohaku, Madara

Kohaku <--> Mika: Easy to talk to

Kohaku -> Leo: Close friend of Madara-han

Leo -> Kohaku: Mama's follower and Suou's "Yuu-kun"

Kohaku (branch family) <--> Tsukasa (head family)

Kohaku -> Tsukasa: Somehow close to

Tsukasa -> Kohaku: Dear family

Kohaku <--> Madara: Partners

Kohaku -> Madara: Can't leave alone. Supports

Madara -> Kohaku: Glad they met. Grateful

Kohaku <--> Aira: Close friends

Kohaku -> Jun: Good person. Cool and calm

Jun -> Kohaku: Cute junior

Kohaku -> Ibara: Calculating

Ibara -> Kohaku: Talented person used to living outside of norms

Kohaku -> Niki: Airhead. Can't leave alone

Niki -> Kohaku: Crazy:B's only conscience

Kohaku -> HiMERU: Kind, but sometimes weird

HiMERU -> Kohaku: Cute junior. Loveable

Kohaku -> Rinne: Irresponsible. Cares and worries about us

Rinne -> Kohaku: Cute. Wants to mess with

Niki relationship chart

Crazy:B: Rinne, HiMERU, Kohaku

Roommates: Hinata, Hiiro

Tetora -> Niki: Big fan of him during childhood

Niki <--> Nazuna: Shipwrecked together

Niki -> Ritsu: A cut above

Niki -> Mayoi: Smells good

Mayoi -> Niki: Mayo-chan!?

Ibara -> Niki: Deceived and made into an idol

Niki -> Adonis: The meat guy

Niki -> Midori: The vegetables kid

Niki -> Kohaku: Crazy:B's only conscience

Kohaku -> Niki: Airhead. Can't leave alone

Niki -> HiMERU: Acts cool and collected. Fun to mess with

HiMERU -> Niki: so easy-going it's worrying

Niki <--> Rinne: Old duo

Niki -> Rinne: Older yet dependant. Close friend

Rinne -> Niki: Owes life to. Wants to make happy

#enstars #ensemble stars #enstars translations #crazy:b #rinne amagi #himeru #kohaku oukawa #niki shiina #my attempts at translation #relationship charts translations

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salemoleander · 2 years ago

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solving counting sheep webweave

MCYTblr AU Fest Summer 2023 // sources under readmore

Created as a treat for the absolutely stunning fic by @theminecraftbee!

Pt. 1: The Specialist’s Hat, Stranger Things Happen p.63 / Kelly Link ◆ Requiem Angel / Daniele Valeriani via @satanasaeternus ◆ Maschera Venetian Joker Mask / Atelier Marega Mask ◆ Macbeth 1.5.57-61 / Shakespeare ◆ Watch / Carol Milne ◆ Excerpt from Salt Is For Curing / Sonia Vatomsky via @geryone ◆ Carved Damascus Steel Bird Knife / Robert Mayo ◆ Excerpt from STOP ME IF YOU’VE HEARD THIS ONE BEFORE, Calling a Wolf a Wolf / Kaveh Akbar ◆ off to finish it at the source / @catcrumb ◆ Excerpt from The War of Vaslav Nijinsky / Frank Bidart ◆ Having a cat is great tweet / @premeesaurus ◆ Secrete / Kate MccGwire via @snailspng

Pt. 2: I am asking you to endure it. / @intactics (Deactivated 12.31.21) ◆ Hi! You have great eyes / @illness (Deactivated 3.25.18) ◆ Taste for Independence Cat / @alisonzai ◆ Support Mental Health pin / @snailspng ◆ A Barn at Kronetorp, Skåne / Gustaf Rydberg ◆ Living: There is a period when it is clear... / Jenny Holzer via @funeral ◆ Neighborhood Plague, Fjords I / Zachary Schomburg ◆ Ugly, Bitter, and True / Suzanne Rivecca ◆ It just keeps happening / @mothcub ◆ Shepherd with Flock of Sheep / Anton Mauve ◆ No Longer Evil cat / @b0nkcreat ◆ Excerpt from All Our Futures / Jody Chan via @geryone ◆ Speak Softly and Carry a Big Stitch / Carol Milne via @knithacker ◆ Deep Dark Fear (9.29.2013) / Fran Krause @deep-dark-fears

Pt. 3: Read more pop-up / @screenshotsofdespair ◆ Combination of Painter Javier Palacios and Enoch 18:14 / @mountainqoats ◆ Wandering Albatross ◆ Diomedes ◆ Forgive dead players: OFF / @screenshotsofdespair ◆ Inktober52 Angel / @lastmousequeen-blog ◆ The Heavenly Host / Violet Oakley ◆ Excerpt from No Rush / Todd Dillard ◆ I will not go gentle magnets / @carpethedamndiem ◆ Excerpt from cain / José Saramago via @ilumark (Deactivated 2.5.22) ◆ Excerpt from Salt Is For Curing / Sonya Vatomsky via @geryone ◆ Purple / @ungfio via @sosuperawesome ◆ Excerpt from Lessons on Expulsion / Erika Sánchez via @geryone ◆ The Practical Companion to the Work-Table, Containing Directions for Knitting, Netting, & Crochet Work / Elizabeth Jackson via @knittinghistory

Pt. 4: Excerpt from A Ghost is a Memory / GennaRose Nethercott via @tolerateit ◆ What’s done is done / @thatsbelievable ◆ Excerpt from Ante body / Marwa Helal via @geryone ◆ Minor Resurrections / Elisa Gonzalez ◆ Mirror ◆ Coming back / @ungfio ◆ Candlestick ◆ Flame

#webweave #solving counting sheep #salem art #web weave #mcytblr #three #mcytblraufest23 #mcytblraufest2023 #do not remember which of those tags is correct lol #ALSO I believe tagging someone multiple times only alerts them once. if that is not the case a preemptive apology to geryone #i debated including panel 4 at all or under readmore or whatever #but honestly i feel like even if its not as pretty it says something I really want to say

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makingfanfictionstosleep · 1 month ago

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theirs to share

a/n : jjk characters not mine. contains heavy lemons / mature scenes as the story progresses. reverse harem. femoc x nanami/geto/gojo. jjk alternate au. Wattpad Link : Theirs to Share || Story Masterlist : Jujutsu Kaisen

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ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ

CHAPTER SIX

Tokyo Jujutsu High was quiet for once.

Not silent—never that—but quieter than usual. The seniors had either graduated or scattered, Shoko was holed up in her infirmary doing who-knows-what with formaldehyde, and Utahime was busy settling into her new teacher duties in Kyoto. Suguru was off chasing young sorcerers, and you were somewhere deep in Europe throwing hands with curses like it was a sport.

Satoru? He was back on campus. And bored out of his mind.

That was… until Yuta Okkotsu showed up.

Special Grade.

Cursed.

Possessed—kinda?—by a terrifying love-crazed dead girl named Rika.

“Now this,” Satoru had said, practically vibrating with excitement as Yaga filled him in, “is exactly what I needed to spice up my week.”

Yaga stared at him. “He’s traumatized, Satoru.”

“Yes, but potential,” Satoru chirped, already throwing on his blindfold like a man about to go to war—or worse—socialize with teenagers.

The Introduction of Chaos (Also Known as Class 1)

Yuta stood awkwardly in the middle of the training field, hunched, nervous, and trying very hard not to draw attention. Which was impossible, because Satoru had one arm slung over his shoulder like they were long-lost drinking buddies.

“Everyone, meet your new classmate!” Satoru announced, way too loudly. “Yuta Okkotsu—special grade, sweetheart, tragic backstory, and most importantly—he’s a little haunted.”

Yuta paled.

Standing in front of him were three people, all with wildly different vibes:

Panda, who waved enthusiastically. “Heyyy! Don’t be scared. I’m not really a panda… but also, I am really a panda.”

Yuta blinked. “H-Huh?”

Inumaki Toge, who gave him a small smile and just said, “Salmon.”

Yuta looked at Satoru helplessly.

Satoru just shrugged. “You’ll get used to it. He’s a sweetheart. Also, don’t make him say anything spicy. You will get blown up.”

Maki Zenin, who cracked her knuckles and eyed Yuta like a hawk. “So you’re the special grade everyone’s whispering about?”

“I—I guess?” Yuta stammered.

Maki stepped closer, looming. “You look like a stiff breeze could knock you over. Do you even know how to hold a weapon?”

“I, um—”

She tossed a literal sword at him. Yuta screamed. Satoru cackled.

And then it happened.

A flicker of cursed energy darkened the air.

A twisted shadow loomed—tall, monstrous, clinging to Yuta like a jealous storm cloud. Rika's distorted form surged behind him, snarling silently, eyes glowing like cursed lanterns, her grip wrapped possessively around Yuta’s trembling shoulders.

The air went still.

Maki’s eyes sharpened. “The hell was that?”

Inumaki instinctively tensed, stepping slightly in front of Maki. Panda’s cheerful face turned serious.

“Is that… her?”

Satoru beamed. “Yup! Meet Rika-chan. She’s sweet—unless you make her mad.”

Yuta shook, wide-eyed. “I-I didn’t mean to… she just… she gets defensive when I’m scared…”

“Looks like she’s very defensive,” Panda said, tail flicking as he took a cautious step forward. “Like crush-a-man’s-skull-level defensive.”

“She always like this?” Maki asked, still staring at the cursed spirit with narrowed eyes.

“Only when she thinks I’m in danger,” Yuta mumbled, mortified.

Satoru chuckled and gave Yuta a reassuring pat. “It’s fine. They just need to get used to her. Like you got used to them. Trust me, Yuta—this is your people now.”

Maki: “If he’s gonna train with me, he better learn fast. I don’t care if he’s haunted. I am the scary one in this class, got it?”

“...Tuna mayo,” Inumaki muttered with a knowing nod.

Panda whispered to Yuta conspiratorially, “She says that, but she’s a total softie once you impress her. Or survive her training. Whichever comes first.”

Yuta looked like he was deeply regretting every life choice that brought him here.

Satoru patted his shoulder again. “You’ll be fine. You’ve got a whole cast of lovable weirdos here, plus the best teacher in the world.”

Maki: “You mean me.”

Satoru: “No, me. Obviously.”

Toge: “Bonito flakes.”

Panda: “He’s doomed.”

Despite the chaos, the tension, and the fact that Rika’s curse loomed quietly behind Yuta like a clingy ghost bride, Satoru could see it—the potential. The strength. The chance to turn this scared boy into a real sorcerer.

And maybe, just maybe, give him the family he never had.

Even if that family was certifiably insane.

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kyuuxmizu · 7 months ago

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"Yorozuya Hotel" (Gintama x Tokyo Dome Hotel collab) 🥰🥰🥰

Hello Eli!!! 💛

Tama with the emergency exit instructions 💚

Closet...Kondo-san jumpscare 😂😂

Bathroom

Time to take a bath with Hedoro and his Dakini family!! And yes those are mayo bottles 😂😂😂

Justaway with Gin-chan recordings (4 kinds of dialogues) it's forbidden to take a recording!! 🙅

The bedroom!!! 😍😍😍

Sadaharu overlooking the Tokyo Dome and LaQua

Justaway, Sadaharu, and Eli beds 🥰

Slide the shoji door and you'll be greeted with Kagura-chan's nemurenai aru face 😂😂 Imagine this open at night 😂😂😂

Other room decor:

Ema with selected scenes from the anime

Gintama and Yorozuya lamps

Yorozuya office's "Sugar" sign

Sukonbu and megane in the TV cabinet

Cabinet with sample of goods exclusive to hotel guests

You can bring goods, line them up on top of the cabinet, and take pics (which I did lol)

Yorozuya Hotel room guideline and freebies! You can take home the cute keycard 🥰🥰🥰

Brought some Yorozuya acsta and plushies for photoshoot 🍓👓🌂

Yorozuya fuwakororin by the window 😍

View was really nice at night! (Sorry my pic couldn't do it justice 🫠🫠🫠)

Gintama cats sleeping in the Justaway bed~ Oyasumi 💤💤💤

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gnabnahc317cb97 · 7 months ago

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Work it Out

Bang Chan x Female reader

Word count: 3.1k (DRABBLES I TELL YOU!)

Synopsis: Chan asks you to come check out the new pilates machines the guys just got but poor Channie is not very bendy, unlike you.

Warnings: 18+ MDNI! Cursing/strong language, oral (f receiving), overstimulation/forced orgasm, squirting, unprotected piv sex (please use protection always but ESPECIALLY if you have multiple partners!), cum shot, cum eating, rimming, lots of dirty talking, alluding to having unprotected anal sex and cream pie, praise, pet names (baby, of course baby girl), rough sex, slight dumification, spit play (a little), I think that's it, there's a lot in this so if I missed something please do let me know so I can add it!

After Jisung made you cum three times on his tongue, which is not an easy feat to do, he helped you try to not look quite so fucked out when you were getting ready to leave. You went to walk out of the studio so Jisung could get back to work and he gently grabbed your wrist and stopped you.

“Are you... are we...” He looked so worried. You smiled and hugged Jisung then pecked his lips and took a line from Minho’s book.

“Don’t think too much okay? We’re two friends that wanted to screw around and so we did. Did you like it?” Jisung let out a deep breath and laughed.

“Fuck yes!” You smiled sweetly at him.

“Good I did too, maybe we can do it again some time.” Jisung seemed much calmer seeing you so relaxed and after hearing you say that.

“Absolutely!” He said, his smile beaming.

“Good now I’ll see you this Monday for board game night. Tell Seungmin I said no Monopoly it makes Felix sad when he has to go to jail.” You pecked his lips one more time and left the studio. The Monday night game night ended up being chaos as usual. Since Seungmin couldn’t pick Monopoly he picked Life instead and when Felix lost his job and got a lawsuit he started to get those big sparkly anime eyes. You made a mental note to remind yourself to put salt in Seungmin’s next cup of coffee for making Yongbok sad. Chan who was sitting next to you during the board game, leaned over and whispered.

“Don’t put salt in Seungmin’s coffee...” You giggled a little and whispered back.

“How did you-” Chan laughed and his eyes scrunched up.

“It’s practically written on your face. He found a loophole fair and square.” You pressed your lips together.

“I’m not convinced. What about mayo in a donut?” Chan shook his head no.

“Toothpaste in his orange juice?” Chan cringed.

“Remind me never to make you mad.” You laughed.

“Oh yea! I almost forgot! We got a couple new pilates machines set up in the workout room now. Haven’t got to use them yet why don’t you come over tomorrow and we can check em out!”

“Sounds good to me!” You looked over at Seungmin who was smirking as his eyes were zeroed in on poor Felix just as he realized he was getting divorced in the game. You leaned over to Chan and whispered again.

“Oh that’s it me and Felix are baking him a batch of salted cookies together.” Chan laughed and shook his head.

The next day you met Chan to do pilates as discussed. When Chan answered the door and saw you he lagged for a second. You were standing there in a sports bra and spandex shorts, hair pulled back, water bottle in hand. Chan of course was in his signature shorts and tank top with a pair of under armor leggings underneath in addition. He quickly caught up with his brain and moved aside to let you in.

“Hey y/n! You ready?” You walked in bouncing on your toes.

“Oh yea already did some stretching. I’m loosey goosey.” You bent over and touched your toes. Chan cleared his throat and tried to not look at your full round ass, unsuccessfully. You popped back up and so did Chan’s eyes.

“So let’s check these things out. Maybe you’ll be able to bend a little easier with the machine’s help.” Chan nodded.

“Maybe I guess we’ll see.” He led you to the room they designated for the gym equipment and when you walked in there were two pilates reformers set up right next to each other. You ran over to the first one.

“Okay it’s super cool that you guys have these. Let's get going Channie boy, hop on.” Chan raised his eyebrow at you and you rolled your eyes but giggled.

“Get your head out of the gutter and get on your machine.” He laughed and his dimples appeared as he got onto the machine next to yours. You started with a few simple exercises first and Chan seemed to be keeping up okay. You tried one a bit harder and you could hear Chan starting to grunt, which did things to your body at the most inappropriate of times. You pushed those thoughts and feelings down and moved into another position that really bent and stretched you out. Chan screamed out dramatically in pain and let go flopping down on the machine.

“Oh come on Channie we just started.” You stretched into the pose deeper. He was red and sweaty and the veins on his neck and arms were popping. Focus.

“No way I can’t do that, I’m not bendy. I’ll just help you. You can spot me on weights later.” Chan winked at you and you felt your body betray you and flush again. Chan looked you over in your position.

“Wow you’re really bendy!” You again tried to pull yourself together and started the next exercise. Chan placed his hand on your leg and helped you stretch and lean into the new pose while keeping you steady. His hand gently squeezed the soft flesh it held onto as your leg came back down.

“I saw this really good stretch for your adductors. Move and get on like this.” He guided you to lay on your back, hips at the edge of the carriage, legs up, and bent at the knee. Then he grabbed the pully straps and helped you place your feet in them.

“There now push into the straps on your feet.” You did. You grunted and you could feel the muscles of your inner thighs contract. You relaxed back into the resting position which you couldn’t lie didn’t leave much to the imagination with your shorts on, you just hoped they weren’t wet with all that moaning and groaning Chan was doing earlier. Suddenly Chan stepped over the side rail of the machine and was between your legs. He put his hands on the insides of your thighs and your whole body buzzed.

“Push again.” You pressed into the pully straps and felt Chan squeeze as your thighs tightened.

“You feel that?” His voice was an octave lower. You blushed and nodded, a little sweat starting to bead on your forehead. You relaxed and slid back into your original position and Chan’s crotch was perfectly lined up with yours. His hands slid from the insides of your thighs to the outsides and started massaging up and down, getting dangerously close to your ass each time.

“I need to tell you something but I need to preface this something by first saying I’m not just a pervert or anything.” You scrunched up your face and looked at the position you were in and then him.

“Yea okay but seriously.” You laughed and nodded.

“Okay let the record reflect that Chan is in fact not just a pervert.” He shook his head and rolled his eyes.

“Just tell me what you need to tell me Channie.”

“Okay so I was going through unnamed files on the computer at the studio and I came across one that was really long, which was weird. So I put my headphones in and clicked it and... well... it seems as though Jisung accidently hit studio record when you guys were uh...” Chan did not even need to finish the sentence you knew exactly what he was going to say.

“Oh my fucking god you heard us!?” Your head thunked down on the carriage and your hands covered your eyes. Chan kept rubbing your thighs trying to reassure you.

“No all of it! Well at least not at first.” You looked through your fingers as Chan stood nervously between your legs.

“What do you mean not at first?” Chan bit at his plump bottom lip.

“Well I went to click it off right? And I accidently skipped ahead and maybe might have heard your moaning.” You looked at him waiting for the rest of his explanation.

“So you know I turned it off quickly after that but your moaning was echoing in my head after hearing it through my headphones. I’m not proud but I clicked it back on and listened to Jisung eat you out. Your moans were so fucking pretty and my dick has been rock hard every time I’m around you since and I just really want to taste your pussy and fuck you right on this machine, make you moan like that for me. Make you scream for me.” He slid his hands down your thighs again but this time he gripped your ass by the handful. You would be a bold-faced liar if you said your cunt didn’t clench and gush hearing Chan say those words and grabbing you. If your shorts weren’t ruined before they definitely were now. You were apprehensive regardless of how your body was reacting.

“Chan I... I have to be honest Jisung isn’t the only one of the guys that I’ve... well... done stuff with...” Chan nodded.

“I know baby girl you were with Minho.”

“And Changbin.”

“Oh.” You looked away embarrassed and covered your face not wanting to see how Chan was surely looking at you, waiting for the disgust and slut shaming that was sure to come. You had fucked or sucked three of his friends and now look at you, dripping and clenching for him. Chan leaned over you and pulled your hands away.

“Hey, I don’t care if you’ve messed around with them. That’s none of my business. My business is here between these sexy legs.” Chan palmed and rubbed your pussy with his whole hand over your tight shorts and you let out a choked moan.

“Should I stop?” You should say yes. You definitely shouldn’t be fucking a fourth friend but your brain wasn’t making the decicisons anymore.

“No...” You said breathy as he pressed his fingers harder against your cunt rubbing you up and down slowly.

“Don’t stop Channie.” He hummed and smiled.

“You gonna let me eat that pretty pussy?” You nodded as you started panting.

“Yes Channie.”

“Mhm... you gonna let me fuck your tight little hole on this machine yea?” Your shorts were completely soaked with your juices as Chan rubbed your whole pussy faster.

“Mmmm! YES CHANNIE! Want you to fuck me so hard on this!” Chan knelt down in front of your wet shorts he gripped the seam of them and ripped them apart exposing your perfect glazed cunt.

“So fucking pretty, god damn baby girl, such a pretty little pussy. Needs cleaned though.” Chan’s tongue swiped through your folds.

“Taste so sweet, sweet little cunt, gonna eat it so good.” Chan hooked his arms around your legs that were still suspended in the pully straps and started to go crazy on your pussy. Licking sucking slurping, he’d stop long enough to spred your pussy lips and spit on your cunt before rubbing it all over your clit hard and then diving back in and slurping on you more. You could feel his saliva and your arousal dripping down your ass. Chan’s tongue swiped lower collecting your juices and his spit and when his tongue gently brushed against your asshole you clenched hard. Chan’s grip around your thighs tightened.

“You like how it feels when I lick your ass baby girl? Want me to eat that too you pretty little thing? Come here give me that tight little hole.” Chan let go of your legs and pushed your thighs back so your asshole and pussy were easily accessible. Chan spit on your sensitive pussy then on your asshole and started gently teasing it with the tip of his tongue. He was eye level with your cunt and saw how hard you clenched when he teased it. It egged him on and he started eating your ass with enthusiasm, licking a broad stripe from hole to clit from time to time, sucking on the sensitive bundle of nerves before tonguing your ass again. Chan’s fingers started teasing your clit as he continued to circle his tongue around your asshole and you came so hard you were screaming Chan’s name, thankful none of the other guys were home.

“CHAN OH FUCK... CH-CHANNIE FUCK FUCK YES!” Both of your hands rested on Chan’s head and pushed his face against your ass and pussy harder. He fucking loved it he wrapped his arms around your legs again and was ravenous the way he continued to push you through your orgasm into overstimulation.

“CHAN FUCK CHAN F- YOU GOTTA ST-FUCK GOTTA STOP!” He only hummed shaking his head no. He was hell bent on making you cum again. He slid two fingers inside of you and started pumping them deep and hard as he drank everything your dripping cunt gave him. He stopped eating your pussy long enough to coach and praise you.

“Such a good girl, don’t squirm now baby girl fuck so good, taste amazing, can’t get enough of eating you. Want you to cum for me again baby girl, want you to squirt on my face.” He started sucking on your clit hard, pumping his fingers into you with precision hitting that detonate button inside you over and over again. He hummed as he sucked hard on your clit and you were glad your feet were in those straps. Your body contorted, your back arching as you came as hard as you ever had and started squirting. Chan finger fucked you harder slurping at your juices until your legs trembled in the straps. Finally Chan pulled off of you. You laid there chest heaving up and down legs shaking still being held up by the pully straps. Chan stood up, whipped his shirt off and wiped his face before tossing it then dropping his shorts, pants, and briefs all at once. He leaned over you and you could feel his warm hard cock press against your extremely sensitive cunt. He grabbed your sports bra and ripped it apart freeing your breasts which he immediately started sucking on as he continued to rub his throbbing cock against your slick folds making you twitch and shudder. He squeezed your tits and pushed them together. You laid there still in a haze from the mind-blowing orgasms.

“Condom baby girl?” You just shook your head side to side.

“B-I’m on... I’m on birth control.” Chan bit his bottom lip so hard he drew blood.

“You’re gonna let me fuck you raw baby girl?” You took another deep breath still trying to come down and nodded.

Chan grabbed his cock and lined it up with your drenched hole.

“Such a good girl letting me take her hole raw. I’m gonna fuck you so hard and then I’m gonna cum all over your cute fucked out little cunt.” You nodded and Chan slid his cock in and bottomed out in you immedetly.

“CHANNIE!” He cooed at you.

“I know baby I know shh shh, I said I’m gonna fuck your pretty little pussy hard and I’m going to fuck you hard.” He held onto your hips and started fucking you hard and deep, his hips slapping into your plump ass over and over as he railed you on the new pilates machine.

“Tell me baby girl how’s that feel huh? You like the way my cock feels raw inside you?” You nodded babbling back to him unable to control the level of your voice and shouting.

“Raw! YES RAW! Fuck me raw Channie! SO FUCKING GOOD CHANNIE! CH-CHANNIE I’M GONNA...” Your orgasm came out of nowhere as you continued to scream Chan’s name over and over.

“God fuck yes squeeze my cock baby, cum all over it. I’m not done with you yet baby keep going.” He started teasing your clit and electricity buzzed through your whole body. The grunt that came from you was guttural as Chan pushed you past overstimulation again.

“Can- ca-can't Channie fuck fuck I can’t.” Chan pushed sweaty fly aways out of your face and made you look at him.

“You’re gonna.” With that Chan gripped your hips and started fucking you just as hard as he had been before. You laid there limp on that machine letting it hold your legs up for you at that point as Chan absolutely punished your pussy with his cock.

“Next time you’re gonna let me fuck that tight little ass yea? Give me that little hole? FUCK have you ever been fucked in your ass baby girl?” You shook your head no unable to speak.

“Oh you’ll be so tight baby I’d blow so fast, then watch you squeeze out my cum OH FUCK! You’d let me fuck your ass raw too right baby girl. Pump my cum deep in your ass and make you squeeze it back out.” Your whole body moved with his relentless thrusts, you nodded again. Chan spit on your pussy and then took four fingers and started rubbing them firmly and quickly over your clit as his cock filled you again and again, his spit and your juices dripping down his dick, your legs and ass. He rubbed your pussy as he fucked it hard and you started to squirt again. The moan that came from you turned into a whine and then just heavy breaths. Your cunt tried to force Chan’s cock out as you came hard but he held on to the base and kept shoving himself in deeper, again and again as your cum kept squirting out of you with each thrust. You were twitching, legs shaking, pulling at your hair and breasts. Chan’s hips started to falter. He pulled out his cock and started stroking it fast and hard right over your dripping swollen pussy.

“Gonna paint this pretty cunt white... FUCK! Watch me cum on you baby, watch now watch me cum!” When you forced yourself to lift your head just to watch Chan cum on you he moaned and his cock twitched in his hand and he started coming. Stripes of his hot seed shot across your tummy and pussy lips and started to drip, Chan kept stroking his cock fast as more cum streaked across your slit and dripped down. He held on to his cock tightly and walked over by your face, presenting his it to you.

“Suck it baby girl, get it all.” He put the tip of his dick in your mouth as you laid there completely fucked out again. You gently sucked on it collecting his taste and swallowing it.” Chan rubbed the tip of his cock across your pouty lips twitching and shuddering from his own overstimulation. You ran your fingers through the cum on your tummy and licked it off prompting Chan to run his fingers through your sensitive cunt and collect more before shoving three fingers in your mouth and making you suck them clean.

“Come on, let’s go shower. Wanna see you wash that pussy real good for me and I’ll let you eat all my cum you want baby girl.”

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notasfilosoficas · 1 month ago

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“Sólo descubrimos el mundo que buscamos”

Henry David Thoreau

Fue un escritor, poeta y filósofo estadounidense nacido en Concord Massachussetts en julio de 1817, de tendencia trascendentalista y de origen puritano, considerado uno de los padres fundadores de la literatura estadounidense y conceptualizador de las prácticas de desobediencia civil.

Nació en el seno de una modesta familia de Nueva Inglaterra, su padre era un fabricante de lápices, y su abuelo materno dirigió cuando era estudiante una de las primeras protestas estudiantiles registradas en las colonias americanas.

Henry era el tercero de cuatro hermanos y su casa ha sido restaurada por una organización sin fines de lucro y está abierta al público.

Estudió en el Harvard College entre 1833 y 1887, vivió en Hollis Hall y tomó cursos de retórica, clásicos, filosofía, matemáticas y ciencias.

En 1835 tomó una licencia para impartir cátedra en la escuela de Canton Massachussetts renunciando al negarse a aplicar el castigo corporal, abriendo entonces junto con su hermano John la "Concord Academy" una escuela de gramática en Concord, en donde introdujeron una enseñanza aplicando varios conceptos progresistas, que incluían caminatas por la naturaleza y visitas a tiendas y negocios locales.

En 1842 el hermano de Henry muere al cortarse mientras se afeitaba, cerrando la academia.

Conoció a Ralph Waldo Emerson a través de un amigo mutuo, el cual tomó interés personal incluso paternalista por Henry, presentando al joven Henry a un circulo de escritores y pensadores locales, incluidos el ministro estadounidense de la iglesia unitaria de Boston William Ellery Channing, a la periodista y activista por los derechos de la mujer Margaret Fuller y al famoso novelista y cuentista Nathaniel Hawthorne padre el que fuera un prolífico escritor Julian Hawthorne.

En 1845 se estableció en una pequeña cabaña construida por él mismo cerca de los pantanos de Walden con la idea de simplificar su vida y dedicar su tiempo a la escritura y a observar la naturaleza.

Thoreau se negó a pagar impuestos que le imponía el gobierno como protesta contra la esclavitud en las Américas, razón por la cual fue puesto en prisión. Por este episodio fue que Thoreau escribió “Desobediencia civil”, escrito en 1849, en donde describía la doctrina de la resistencia pacífica que habría de influir más tarde en destacados activistas como Martin Luther King.

En 1854, viviendo en casa de Emerson, publicó “Walden o Vida en el bosque”, en donde narraba los 2 años y dos meses que había pasado en solitario en Walden Pond, teniendo como compañía exclusivamente a la naturaleza, utilizando el paso de las cuatro estaciones para simbolizar el desarrollo humano. Aunque tuvo pocos admiradores, los críticos posteriores han considerado esta obra como un clásico estadounidense, que explora la simplicidad natural, la belleza y la armonía, como modelo para las condiciones sociales y culturales justas.

En 1851, Thoreau se sintió cada día mas interesado por la naturaleza, los viajes de exploración y la botánica. Fue un admirador del naturalista William Bartram y del naturalista y científico Charles Darwin, lo que lo llevó al final de sus días a realizar escritos sobre historia natural y científicos sobre la regeneración de los bosques después del fuego o la destrucción humana.

Fue un entusiasta de los viajes y de los relatos sobre excursiones a tierras inexploradas, tales como David Livingston, Fernando de Magallanes, James Cook entre otros.

Al final de su vida contrajo tuberculosis en 1835 y en 1860 después de una excursión enfermó de bronquitis, pasando y corrigiendo sus trabajos inéditos, sus amigos estaban fascinados por su tranquila aceptación a la muerte.

Cuando su tía Luisa le preguntó ya en sus últimas semanas de vida si estaba en paz con Dios, Thoreau respondió: “No sabía que nos hubiésemos peleado”.

Thoreau murió en mayo de 1862 a la edad de 44 años, “Ahora viene una buena navegación”, como una de sus últimas palabras.

Thoreau es considerado como uno de los escritores estadounidenses mas importantes, tanto por la claridad moderna de su estilo en prosa como por sus opiniones sobre naturaleza y política.

Fuente: Wikipedia y biografiasyvidas.com

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siriuslysatorusimping · 1 year ago

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What is Kurisaki Rinko to you?

I DID IT. I WROTE IT. I FOUND SOME INSPIRATION FAIRIES AND KNOCKED THIS OUT. THANK YOU TO THE ANON WHO ASKED THIS QUESTION.

Pre-Shibuya

Gojo Satoru

He raised his eyebrows at the question.

“Huh?” he asked, grasping his chin lightly. “Kurisaki-chan? Strong sorcerer. Lives up to the Special Grade 1 rank easily. Great person. Probably the best person I know, actually. She looks out for the people she cares about, especially her students. Best teacher Kyoto ever had.” He smirked slightly. “One of the only people to catch me by surprise, land a hit. A menace, really. A good friend. One- my best friend. She’s my best friend.”

Nanami Kento

A deep sigh escaped his lips, his brow furrowed in clear irritation.

“Annoying,” he replied, his monotone voice almost sounding amused. “But I trust her. She’s stronger than she thinks she is, and I would trust her with my life. She’s also one of the only jujutsu sorcerers I respect, even though she’s probably crazier than most. She’s also an incredible teacher. Her students have always loved her. I got to see that first-hand.” He cleared his throat, a smile pulling at the corners of his mouth. “And a dear friend. She’s a very dear friend.”

Fushiguro Megumi

He scowled at the question, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly.

“A lot of people think you could pass for being her kid since you look similar-”

“She’s not my mom,” he snapped, his scowl deepening. “She’s my cousin. She’s taught me a lot—more than Gojo-sensei has. She’s a great teacher.”

Zenin Maki

Her eyes narrowed at the question before she shrugged.

“We’re related,” she stated. “She took me in when I ran away from my shit family. She’s done a lot for me. Helped me in more ways than I can say.” The teen gripped the kendo sword in her hands tightly. “She’s taught me more than anyone else. Not just about being a jujutsu sorcerer, either. She’s a great teacher.”

Zenin Mai

Suspicion filled the girl’s expression for a moment.

“Why do you wanna know?” she asked, crossing her arms defensively. “She’s- we’re distantly related. She taught me when she was at Kyoto Tech. And-” she trailed off, a frown pulling at her lips, “she’s looked out for me. Always tries to make sure to check in on me. She cares. She’s a great- she’s the best teacher I’ve ever had.”

Okkotsu Yuuta

“Rinko-san is amazing!”

They’d barely finished the question before the teenager answered, sounding overly enthusiastic.

“She’s really kind,” he continued excitedly. “She always checks on me to ask me how I’m doing. She’s strong enough to trick Gojo-sensei. She landed a hit on him, which I haven’t really seen anyone else do before. She’s a great teacher, too. I learned a lot from her about cursed energy when she taught us last year.”

Inumaki Toge

He grinned widely, shrugging.

“Tuna mayo,” he stated.

“Is- that good?”

“Salmon,” he replied, his grin widening. “Tuna mayo.”

Itadori Yuuji

He shrugged slightly, shoving his hands in his pockets.

“I- don’t know Rinko-san that well,” he admitted. “But Nanamin respects her a lot. Gojo-sensei likes her, too. Fushiguro won’t admit it, but he kinda drifts towards her when she’s around. She’s really nice. One of the nicest people I’ve met besides Gojo-sensei. And she’s a really good teacher. Fushiguro and Zenin-san learned from her, I think.”

Kugisaki Nobara

The girl shrugged absently.

“I don’t really know her that well,” she admitted, tilting her head to the side. “She seems cool. Maki-san likes her a lot. She does spend a lot of time with that blindfolded idiot, though. But she’s a good teacher, from what Maki-san says.”

Todo Aoi

The boy smirked easily, chuckling under his breath.

“A strong sorcerer,” he asserted. “One of the strongest you’ll meet, though she doesn’t see it that way. She- she’ll do anything to protect the people she cares about, especially us. Kurisaki-sensei is an incredible teacher.”

Post-Shibuya

Gojo Satoru

He squinted at them, scowling at the question.

“You mean Gojo Rinko?” he asked, his scowl growing when they just shrugged. “I convinced her to marry me, ya know. I’m her husband-”

“Fine,” they sighed, exasperated. “What is Gojo Rinko to you?”

A smug grin pulled at his lips now.

“My best friend,” he declared proudly. “The strongest woman I’ve ever known. The only person who puts up with me without complaining.” He paused, his grin widening until he looked like a dopey puppy. “The love of my life. She’s the most incredible person I know, and I- wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for her. She’s the most important person in my life.”

Fushiguro Megumi

He cleared his throat uncomfortably, shuffling his feet.

“She’s- my cousin." He rubbed the back of his neck and coughed. “She- she’s always been there for me. One of- one of the most important people in my life. I- I don’t know if I’d be here if it weren’t for her.”

Zenin Maki

She gave a nonchalant shrug, looking bored.

“My cousin,” she replied easily, staring at them calmly. “She’s taught me a lot. Took me in when I needed to get away from the clan. Always-” the teen paused, releasing a quiet sigh, “never- got upset with me when I was angry. And- she really tried to look out for me and my sister. One of the most important people in my life.”

Okkotsu Yuuta

His brow furrowed slightly as he thought.

“Rinko-san is one of the strongest people I know,” he stated firmly, nodding to himself. “She cares a lot about all of us, too. Looks out for us so much, making sure we’re all okay. Even though she knows we can take care of ourselves, she checks on us and makes sure we’re okay. She’s become one of the most important people in my life.”

Inumaki Toge

“Tuna mayo!” he exclaimed, grinning widely.

“That’s- that’s still a good thing, right?”

“Salmon!”

“Can I get some of those flashcards you gave her-?”

Itadori Yuuji

“She’s our new Principal,” he stated, smiling slightly. “She was someone Nanamin had a lot of respect for, and she clearly cared about him, too. She’s really strong, but she pushes herself too much. I think- I think she does it for us. To try to protect us. She and Gojo-sensei are really similar in that way. She cares about us a lot. She- I don’t remember my mom, but she kinda reminds me of a mom. She’s become one of the most important people in my life.”

Kugisaki Nobara

She gave a careless shrug.

“I honestly still don’t know her all that well,” the girl admitted. “But she’s really strong. Special Grade 1’s aren’t really something to mess with. She’s our new Principal, and she’s doing a really good job so far. I don’t think there could have been a better choice for it. She still spends too much time with that blindfolded idiot, though. Can’t believe she decided to marry a guy like him, but they seem happy I guess?”

Ino Takuma

He rubbed the back of his neck.

“I, ah, don’t know Kurisaki-san that well,” he admitted uneasily.

Gojo Satoru’s voice chimed from somewhere in the distance, “It’s Gojo Rinko now-!”

“But Nanami-san had a lot of respect for her, and they were really good friends.” Ino swallowed thickly. “She- asked me to teach here at Tokyo Tech after she became the Principal. She said Nanami-san would approve, that he’d be proud to see me helping the next generation of sorcerers. She’s- a really kind person. I’m grateful she decided to give me this chance.”

You can take Toge's responses from my cold, dead hands.

Did you guys like the two different themes? I thought it'd be cool to have the pre-Shibuya version focused on them saying she's a good teacher, and then the post-Shibuya version talking about how she's important in their lives 🥹 Notice how Gojo and Megumi said they wouldn't be here without her 🥺🥺

It's also official, Ino will be the new first-year teacher at Tokyo Tech 😊

#rinko kurisaki fanclub #rinko kurisaki #rinko kurisaki is a lil bean but also a lil shit but we love her so much #rinko kurisaki aka my favorite oc i've ever written #gojo rinko #gojo simping for rinko so hard #we love it #another level #another level extras #gojo satoru x original female character #rinko is a gojo now #gojo x original female character #gojo x ofc #megumi is rinko's og lil bean and he loves her so much #she's not just his cousin she's his mom now #jjk fanfic #nanami and rinko #nanami is literally so done with her

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Kemono Jihen Chapter 100: Summary + Page-by-Page Translation

Translated by me and revised by @stinkigami

Here you go

Summary of Chapter 100: Ceremony

US-President arrives in Japan. Back in the States he was warned that it would be a trap. Bold plans on unveiling what has been going on in Japan to the world but agrees it’s likely a trap. He introduces a Kemonoist-Shaman to his secretary who will work alongside his bodyguards to counter Inari’s witchcraft. In Japan, he greets Inari and they fly to where the ceremony is held in a Mamono-copter.

Akira gets excited because the ceremony is grand and colorful which annoys Shiki. The group worries about ii which has fully matured and is operational. Mayo and the rest of Genji are in Kyoto while Kabane and group are ready and waiting in Iyo-chan, the Udon restaurant. They expect Kaidou to attack from the shores because Kaiju must come out of the sea according to Mayo

The group is concerned about the civilians in Tokyo who could get involved in the fight, but Iyo announces the Tanuki will form a rescue team and evacuate all that are still there.

At the ceremony, Nobimaru and Inugami wait for Inari to arrive. Nobimaru intended to run away with Inugami before ii is set off but Inari made sure he’d be right by her side so he’d be brainwashed alongside the others

Meanwhile, the group gets ready and is equipped with rocket suits by Robara except for Akira who can fly on his own. Yui will join the rescue team

The meeting begins and Bold immediately questions Inari about why Japan had cut off all ties with the rest of the world. There were so many attempts to communicate and every last one was shot down. Bold says that he was very concerned.

Inari shrugs that off by babbling about creating a world of equality and that the isolation was necessary to prevent discrimination from the rest of the world now that Kemono and humans live alongside each other in Japan.

Bold doesn’t buy her shit but suddenly does a full 180 because ii has started broadcasting its radio waves. Everyone in a radius of 50km is now brainwashed by Inari. All over the world, people react to Bold’s weird change of mind. On the shore, Kaidou, now Kaidouzilla, emerges from the water and approaches ii. He wants to make the Kaiju public and be the main topic of the news outlets.

END - No chapter next month

Translation

Page 1 Cover - The bonds that were woven and the memories that last with friends.

Page 2

Voice: President of the United States, Mr. Bold Strong, has arrived in Japan! Currently, he and Prime Minister Inari are exchanging greetings!

Small text: Deep in these eyes, what thoughts are hidden there?

Page 3

Little flashback with Bold in his office

Secretary: Mr. President. It’s a trap. When Prime Minister Inari succeeded Prime Minister Minamoto, Japan announced a national isolation policy. Our diplomatic ties were cut off for 3 years. The sky was shrouded in a thick, mysterious fog. And now that this fog has cleared… It’s obvious that there is more to this meeting

Strong: Of course. The whole world is interested in what has happened there. Someone has to stand up, uncover the truth and bring justice! But who must it be? No other than me, obviously!

Page 4

Nonetheless, your concerns are justified. Let me introduce you to the strongest shaman in the country. She would be able to see right through any of that vixen spells. On the day of the meeting, she will be part of my security team. No need to bring weapons/be armed, since we are only going to talk.

Page 5

Inari: Welcome to Japan! It’s an honor to meet you, Mr President!

Strong: (to the shaman) Is it safe to shake hands?

Shaman: That’s not a problem. If she tries something, the pattern I painted on you will react. Any wounds Mr President receives will be transferred to me.

Page 6

Luna: (I think that was her name) The Ceremony… has begun

Page 7

Akira: (very likely him) Awesome! Look! Look! They’re painting in the sky with smoke!!

Text: Welcoming Ceremony for US President Bold

Shiki: Don’t get excited at a time like this.

Akira: But amazing things are amazing

Kabane: What about ii?

Mayo: Waaait. I’m going to send you a video.

Page 8

Mayo: As you can see, it has fully blossomed and could be triggered at any time.　

Page 9

Mayo: We’re ready too. Well then, shall we go over the operation again.

First of all, the basics: The effective range of ii is a 50km radius around the Skytree. If you are within that range after it is activated, you will be brainwashed by Inari Youko.

Kabane: Understood

The a map shows their positions and the area of effect of ii. Kabane and group wait in the Udon-Restaurant Iyo-Chan, Genji is in Kyoto

Mayo: So, if Kaidou is trying to sabotage the meeting, his Kaiju will likely appear just out of ii’s range off the coast of Ibaraki, Chiba or Sagami.

Page 10

Kabane: How do you know that?

Mayo: Well, kaiju naturally emerge from the sea/It’s a rule that kaiju emerge from the sea.

Shiki: Yeah, the whole idea sounds stupid, but Kaidou would definitely do that. He’s that kind of guy, taking this kaiju stuff too seriously/he’s very serious about his kaiju stuff, it seems.

Kabane: Hmmm

Kon: Well, if you say so then it must be true.

Robara: Wait a minute, that’d mean there’ll be Kaiju fighting in the city, right? What about the people who live there? If they’re brainwashed, would they even care about evacuation?

Mayo: Well… In fact, over the last week, the civilians around Kanto have been relocated to the countryside at Inari Youko’s request.

Kabane: Eh?

Akira: How nice! But why!?

Page 11

Akagi: It would be a problem if her exploitable work force were to die en masse.

Akira: Not nice…

Raiden: But that’s not the end of it… There are still many journalists and politicians in Tokyo.

Iyo: Don’t worry about that. (Iyo back in her idol-garb, yay) The Tanuki will be in charge of rescuing the people who are still there. Just focus on the Kaiju.

Page 12

Iyo: Something wrong?

Kabane: Well…Iyohime…you look kind of—

mmmpf (gets muffled by Shiki)

Shiki: Hey!

Akira: It’s not like Iyo-chan WANTED to become all gloomy and scary, okay! (She isn’t like that on purpose)

Iyo: It’s alright… That’s something I’ve come to know better than anyone. Everyone is worried because I don’t smile like I used to. But…

Page 13

Iyo: My people are not so stupid that they could be fooled by false smiles. For now, this is my face!

Kabane: Then let’s win and laugh.

Iyo: You never change…

Kabane: By the way, what about the vaccine?

Mayo: I haven’t heard from Dr. Thin yet, but i have arranged its delivery as soon as it’s completed.

Kabane: I see…

Shiki: Well, no point in taking that into account then.

Page 14

Shiki: Inugami-san and Mihai-san… We don’t know where they are or what they’re doing.We’re going to do all we can with what we have right now, just us.

Mayo: So, all lengthy explanations aside, our goal is simple! We’ll make “Kaidou and ii destroy each other”. This is the only thing you need to remember!

Kabane+Akira: Roger! (seriously, who tf is Roger!?)

Page 15

Switch to where the negotiations are supposed to happen. People wait for Inari and Bold to arrive, among them Nobimaru who has Inugami in a wheelchair.

Nobimaru: The meeting will start soon.

Inugami: It seems so… (scribble text: I don’t feel alright without a beard) Aren’t you going to flee?

Nobimaru: I’ve been meaning to run away long ago…Taking you with me, of course.

Flashback Nobimaru and Inari

Nobimaru: Is it really okay? To keep Inugami that close to you. What is the point of using so-called ‘love potion’ on him, to hear hollow words with no substance? Seeing him fall into the abyss of despair is worth savoring only if he is sane. I’ll prepare a special seat worthy of him for this occasion. (No reason in watching Inugami getting brainwashed by ii because if he’s brainwashed he won’t even know he’s in despair and Inari can’t enjoy that)

Inari: Oh no, you won’t. Nobimaru…on the day of the ceremony, you shall stay by my side.

Page 16

Inari: Why, do you think, I let you do as you wished all this time? Did you really think I trusted you?

Nobimaru: Is there even someone in this world that you do trust?

Inari: Ahahahaha! That’s right. And since you understand me so well…Why are you still by my side? Nobimaru…you too will have a special seat. (emphasis on ‘you’)

Page 17

Flashback over

Nobimaru: Regretful, isn’t it? This could be the end for me. I guess I can only pray with my whole being, that the whole world shall hate Inari-sama; and I pray that your ‘prince’ (he means Kabane, lol) perhaps could save me, too.

Page 18

Inari and Bold arrived. Full page of Inari greeting people and then making a scary face towards Inugami

Page 19

Inari: “Look at me!!”

Inugami: I’ve been watching you too, all this time, even without your reminder.

Page 20

Robara: Those who can’t fly, line up! Military-Decoration: “Three eyes of Cyclops”!

Akira: Awesome, awesome!! I wanna match with you guys!!

Shiki: You can fly already.

Page 21

Shiki: How long will it take to get there?

Robara: Depends on your speed, but let me add a timer for your convenience. If you ignore it, the decoration will wear off and you will fall.

Akira: What about you, big brother?

Yui: I’ll join the rescue team, so I should prioritize mobility.

Mayo: So, strike-team, Kabane-kun, Shiki-kun, Akira-kun, and Kon-chan. Find the location where Kaidou appears.

Kabane: What about the meeting?

Mayo: Nothing unusual yet. Now, get into position!

Team: Roger!

Page 22

Meeting begins

Bold: I would like you to explain why you severed diplomatic relations during these 3 years. I’m afraid that the future US-Japan relations will be affected if you cannot provide a satisfactory explanation.

Inari: For that… I sincerely apologize. Some preparations were necessary to avoid greater confusion. As you can see, Japan is now showing the world that Kemono share the same society as humans. However… It is difficult to respect one another when appearances differ that much.

Page 23

Inari: The isolation was a necessary protective measure against cruel discrimination. I only wanted to give human rights to the Kemono.

Bold: We were very concerned. It was all of a sudden. All international flights to Japan were cancelled, the country itself covered in thick fog, we couldn’t receive calls or letters, and not even access your websites. As President of the United States, I have attempted to contact you, our allies, multiple times to ascertain whether or not you were in danger. But all of these attempts were rejected.

Page 24

Bold: Why didn’t you consult with me? You could have implemented these measures more gradually! What you’re saying is…

Shaman: coughs and spits blood

Bold: (thoughts) the pattern… (aaand he’s brainwashed)

Page 25

Bold: What you’re saying is… truly wonderful!!! The United States fully supports Prime Minister Inari’s policies!! I promise to give one trillion dollars to Japan!!

people around the world that are watching are like wtf

Luna: Bold, what are you saying!?

Page 26

Big page of ii sending radio waves over Tokyo

Page 27

Mayo: ii is operational! Kaiju incoming!

People 1: Are you kidding me… Bold is saying some terrible things. And what’s wrong with the old lady interpreter?

People 2: Weird…it’s as if he started saying something different mid-sentence!

Chinese Kemono: It’s…it’s that fox guàiwu! Just…just like Daji of Yin Dynasty! As if…she’s the reincarnation of Daji!!

Page 28

Page of crowd including Inugami and Nobimaru. All brainwashed.

Page 29

Inari: - villain laugh -

Page 30

Public-security Monkes flying over the sea

Monke 1: ii activated, ii activated! Do you have your cameras ready?

Monke 2: I do. (‘ready’ is also said as ii, so the monkeys keep repeating different ‘iis’)

Monke 3: ii and ii are confusing

Page 31

Monke 1: No private conversations! Although that point is indeed valid. Shouldn’t we just say “roger”?

Monke 2: Roger then!

Monke 3: Kaidou-sama! The cameras are ready!

Monke 1: Here he comes! Zoom out! (like zoom out the camera view)

Page 32

Kaidouzilla emerges from the sea

Page 33 + 34

Kaidouzilla blasts Monkes

Page 35

Kaidouzilla: Here we go!! Today’s news won’t be “Japan-US Summit”. It’ll be “Kaiju-sighting”!!

Page 36

Over the Western Pacific

Mihai: Avoiding the sun and chasing the night… I’ve ended up traveling around the world, and I’m starting to get a little tired. That means… I’ll be going back to Japan soon. So, where’s my coffin, Inugami!!!!

Text: An unprecedented crisis in the capital region!!

=Tokyo Metropolitan

#kemono jihen #kemoji #kemoji spoilers #kemono jihen spoilers

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