#misc: linguistics

[solokabuto]

most people have a mastersona but I have a chaldea-employeesona that’s a former member of the (now defunct) linguistics division that barely talks and hangs around the library all the time. i have many thoughts about her.

[awrkive]

summary: where you and jungkook love to play the push and pull game

w/c: 4.7k

warnings/misc: idol!jk x (fem)producer!reader. the usual. mean words being exchanged to each other in the name of banter 😕 they dk how to be nice to e/o and i enjoy writing that way too much methinks. explicit sexual content (penetrative s*x, unprotected s*x, c*wgirl position, d*ggy, shower s*x, cre*mpie, dirty talk) idk what happened but there is angst here

note: due to popular demand here is pt 2 ���🤩 i actually kinda have more ideas for this universe tbh and would love to go thru with it but it def depends so dont expect anything!! anywho. hope u enjoy!!!!! its unedited tho will fix later

index: part 1 | pt. 2

jeon jk. (bighit) [10:25pm]: im stressed i need to eat you out  jeon jk. (bighit) [10:50pm]: whats taking u so long to answer?  jeon jk. (bighit) [10:58pm]: will it kill you to reply

you [11:31pm]: shut up i just got off class 

jeon jk. (bighit) [11:32pm]: who gets off class at 12 fucking midnight  jeon jk. (bighit) [11:33pm]: are you fucking ur professor again jeon jk. (bighit) [11:36pm]: who was that. kim namjin. the lame ass linguistics prpfessor

you [11:40pm]: kim namjoon* and if im fucking him again whats it to you?  you [11:40pm]: hes not lame and hes got a bigger dick than you 

jeon jk. (bighit) [11:41pm]: yeah by like 0.05 inch. 

you [11:43pm]: if thats what makes you sleep at night ig 

jeon jk. (bighit) [11:44pm]: funny bcs who did you come back to after all that? def not namjan

you [11:46pm]: only bcs u send me stupid shit like “im stressed need to eat u out” when u dont get to fuck me 

jeon jk. (bighit) [11:46pm]: youre infuriating as hell

you [11:46pm]: I literally do not care. 

Your doorbell rings for the second time. Rolling your eyes, you let out a loud sigh and drop your highlighter on your book, dragging your feet to the doorway and opening it against your will. 

“What the fuck took so long?” Is what Jungkook welcomes you with, taking off his black mask aggressively and stepping inside the threshold without you even inviting him inside.

You lock the door again, watching as Jungkook expertly navigates the space of your apartment, used to the way he heads to the kitchen with ease where he places the – you noticed it just now – bags of take-out on the counter. 

“I told you, I can’t get into anything right now. I have to study for a test.” You cross your arms under your chest, following him. You stop by the counter across Jungkook, looking at him as he opens your fridge to get a bottle of water. 

He’s worn all black from head to toe for obvious reasons because you live downtown and near Gangnam, and there’s no way nobody would recognize him if he didn’t get into any disguise. 

Jungkook turns to you once he’s chugged the rest of the drink, leaning onto the counter, brow raised as he says, “Who said we have to get into anything right now?” 

You shoot him a mirrored look.

“We only see each other for sex. And we can’t have sex tonight. I need to spell it out for you?” 

Jungkook doesn’t say anything. Instead, he gestures to the food on the counter and begins shrugging off his leather jacket and cap. 

“Eat. You look pale.” 

“Jungkook—”

He furrows his brows. “Is it that time of the month? Why are you so mouthy more than usual?” 

“Fuck off.” You flip him off which makes him chuckle. It takes you aback a little. 

“See. You’re irritable because you haven’t eaten yet. So what if you have to study? Eat first. I’ll help you with your flashcards later, then we’ll have sex. Easy.” 

“Who are you and why are you telling me what to do?” You bite back.

“Because you’ll probably die at 27 if I wasn’t constantly reminding you of eating your meals,” Jungkook shrugs and starts tearing off the tapes on the take-out food. “And you like having sex with me. So.” You purse your lips, making a small scoffing sound, prompting Jungkook to glance at you. “Yeah?” He quirks a brow with a hint of a smile on his lips.

You frown. “You’re cocky.” 

“You get me hard when we argue. Save it for later.” He says, as if chastising you and redirecting your attention again to the food. 

You roll your eyes again, annoyed that there’s a weird feeling in your stomach about the whole exchange and your mouth muscles are itching to curl up a little at his… stupidity. It irritates you, the way Jungkook goes through life in an easy-going way because he knows exactly who he is. 

You almost let out a moan as you start digging in the chicken he bought, feeling relieved to finally have something. Jungkook was only half-exaggerating when he said he had to tell you to eat, because most of the time you really forget all about it.

Today was one of those days… you didn’t have to clock in at the company on Fridays but your classes go from 5 to 9pm which drains the hell out of you. Waking up midday means not bothering to eat… and aside from the bagel and coffee you grabbed at the cafe earlier, you haven’t consumed real food. 

“I don’t like this.” you suddenly say. 

“What?”

You look up at him. He still looks weird. 

“That.” you point at his general direction. He raises a brow, growing confused. “You look happy. I’m not sure if I like that.”

“Ouch.” 

You can’t help yourself. You laugh at his completely blank face. Cutting yourself off completely, you clear your throat.

“It’s weird. Why?” 

“I smile and it just… what? Ruins your day?” 

“Yeah.” 

Jungkook laughs out loud. “You’re infuriating.” 

You hum, weirdly satisfied with that.

Jungkook has been over your apartment many times because as much as his place is way nicer, you don’t like going there. Too risky, too many eyes. Too… scary. You know Jungkook improves his security every three months, as sad as it sounds, but still. You don’t feel comfortable going there, probably why you refused to use the keycard he’s given you. You do fuck a lot in your studio, though, or in the empty rooms over at the company, but when you’re not, Jungkook and you drive here. It’s almost safe to assume that Jungkook knows this place already like the back of his hand.

Probably because whatever the hell this is between you has been going on for eight months now.

After Jungkook and you inhaled every last bit of the food (because he was apparently starving as well), true to his words, he actually did help you study a bit. But that didn’t really last when Jungkook suddenly had his fingers in you thirty minutes later. 

One moment you were talking about phonological change and sound laws, the next thing you know, you’re cumming on his fingers, while Jungkook sits on the edge of your bed frantically helping you straddle him. Meanwhile, half of your clothes are forming a heap on the floor as you heavily make out with each other. 

“F-fuck,”

Jungkook sighs when the tip of his cock finally enters your pussy as you slowly push down on him, thighs clenching at the way he’s stretching you out. 

You gasp when you fully sit on him, open mouths breathing against each other. 

“Oh, fuck, you’re so b-big–”

And you might never really get used to it, no matter how many times you do it.

You let out a shaky moan when you feel Jungkook’s dick twitching inside you, opening your eyes only to see him already staring right at you. 

“You okay to move?” He rasps, the veins in his arms telling you he’s trying to hold back. 

You nod eagerly, placing your palms on his shoulders and preparing yourself to go up. Your slick from the foreplay doesn’t make the stretch of his cock fully burn, making it a little easier for you to slide out and bounce back down on him until you’re repeating the movement faster, with Jungkook taking a hold of of your breasts, squeezing the flesh tightly in his huge palms. He groans, leaning down to capture your nipples, biting the pearls a little too rough you whimper a little too loud. 

“O-oh—! Not too rough, Jeon.” You whine, grabbing the back of his head. Jungkook looks at you with brows raised, rightfully confused ‘cause you usually like it when he’s rough with you. You bite your lip, continuing to ride him. “Just a little sensitive. My period’s next week.” 

Jungkook nods understandingly, squeezing your chest again, quite apologetically might you say so. He licks over a nipple, this time considerably more gentle with it. 

“How’s this for a studying session?” 

“N-not bad,” You bite your lip when you feel your thighs quivering, already starting to run out of breath, digging your nails in Jungkook’s shoulders. His hands travel down to your hips, where he grips it tight and starts guiding your ministration, literally bouncing you up and down on him. “Ahh– fuck.” you moan, shutting your eyes close at the delicious sensation of his engorged cock touching every part of your pussy. 

You’re dripping on him, both of your bated breaths filling your room as he picks up your own pace. 

“You – fuck – enjoy riding my cock like this?” He suddenly cups your jaw, making you look at him. The sides of your eyes sting with unshed tears, whimpering when his dick slips out of you when you try to go down again. Both of you look at it, with Jungkook quickly helping you put it back in, moaning in unison when it enters you again. You tighten your grip on him, soft sighs falling out of your mouth. But Jungkook suddenly lets out a quiet tsk, looking at you with furrowed brows as he says, “Answer me.” 

“Y-you know.” you say, mirroring his look. You start rocking back and forth instead, heightening the pleasure. 

With the way Jungkook’s face contorts, you know the new movement feels just as good for him. 

But he suddenly thrusts from under you, grabbing the back of your hair – the stretch on your scalp didn’t hurt, but it’s enough to make you gasp.

“Why do you gotta be such a fuckin’ brat, huh?” Jungkook groans, guiding your face closer to his. “You act like this around— who’s that guy again? Professor Kim?” 

You bite your lip to prevent yourself from smiling at that. You knew he was gonna bring that up one way or another. You and Professor Kim fucked that one time — okay maybe two times when Jungkook and you had this weird cool-off thing going on four months ago, and he made sure to remind you of it every singe chance he got. 

“No,” you firmly say, leveling him with a look, still keeping your pace on his cock. “He likes it when I’m a good girl.” 

Jungkook’s expression darkens, and you moan when his grip on your hair tightens. 

“You’re far from a good girl, sweetheart. But he wouldn’t know that ‘cause he only got to fuck you twice.”

“Y-yeah? You sure it’s not more tha—” 

Jungkook cuts you off with a hot, angry kiss. Your teeth cling together, and with the aggressive way he inserts his tongue into you unprompted, you know he’s getting a little heated. 

It’s juvenile, but you take a little pride in how much it's so easy for you to piss him off. 

But one second you’re sharing a searing kiss, the next moment you feel a sting on your bottom lip. 

“Oh—! What the fuck!” You push Jungkook away so hard he unceremoniously plops down on the mattress, bringing you down with him. You manage to support yourself with his hard chest, looking at him with bewildered eyes, touching your bottom lip. The fucker just bit it. 

Jungkook lets himself rest against the mattress, gripping your thighs instead. 

“He’s fucking weird for fucking his student, by the way.” he says, apparently still not done talking about Kim Namjoon. His hands have made their way from your legs to your breasts, but you whisk them away, shooting him a glare.

“You’re a dick,” you jab at his chest, making him let out a slightly pained “Oh!”, soon exchanged with a grunt of pleasure when you reach for his cock behind you to sit on it again, grinding against it. You lean on his chest, keeping your daggers on him. “You can say whatever you want but you can’t blame Prof Kim for fucking his student.” 

Jungkook immediately scoffs. Because you refuse to have anything to do with his hands, he crosses them under his head, eyes casting a glance down where you meet, darkening when you roll your hips against him deliciously.

“He’s a person in power. That gotta be unethical.” 

You roll your eyes almost automatically. 

“So you wouldn’t fuck me if I was your student, then?” you raise your brow, taking note of the obvious surprise coloring Jungkook’s face. 

But he quickly shuts it down with a smug response.

“I would just have to look at other professors to fuck. Especially at SNU? Have you seen the women professors there?” There’s a bite to it, and the smirk on his lips heighten that. Like he’s telling you he has way more options than you – and those options can come easy for him. If he wants to. 

“See how you’re not fucking any one of them? Exactly.” you retort. 

Jungkook snorts. “I don’t have to,” He removes his hands from his head. “Besides, I fucked Hana before in a professor outfit. Does that count?” 

You grit your teeth together at the mention of Hana. She’s a friend of yours, also an idol like Jungkook. You actually do have a lot of friends in the industry, and coincidentally, Jungkook has fucked most of them. 

“What’s the matter? Don't like the reminder that much?” Jungkook grins. “I remember Jiyeon being in the same position as you now. She really loves riding my dick. Kind of like you. You two really are friends, huh?” 

Kim Jiyeon, a member of a famous group in the country. Another one of your friends and one of Jungkook’s on and off hook-ups too. You don’t know if they still do it from time to time – as far as you know, they ended just as you two began. But you don’t ask either, don’t really care at all. 

But it’s funny since you remember him saying awhile ago he hasn’t fucked anybody other than you in a long time. Was that a lie? 

“Sure. Don’t feel special though, I rode Jaehyun exactly this way. Went at it for hours because my pussy just gets so wet for him.” 

You relish the fact that Jungkook’s smile immediately falls off his face when you say that. But that victory only lasted for a brief moment when he spoke his next words. 

“You have a dirty mouth on you, I’ll give you that. Shin’s was dirtier, though. Gives crazy head too.” 

You don’t really know why he’s mentioning all your idol friends, but fine. If he wants to play that game, you’ll give it to him. 

“Don’t you just love a crazy head? Mingyu gave me one when we finally went out on a date, and I still think about it,” You made sure to grind against his cock painfully slowly, making a show of moaning out loud. “Oh god,”

Thankfully, that shuts Jungkook up. 

“So he did ask you out.” Jungkook says, and it sounds so… firm. You can’t even recognize the look on his face. 

“Yes.” 

He goes quiet after that, but his hands on your waist are tight. 

Like nothing happened, you continue riding him – and maybe because you talked too much that the momentum got killed, but suddenly, you stop your ministration.

Jungkook’s brows furrow, about to say something. Just as when he opens his mouth to speak, you get off him, leaving him astounded on your bed with his dick still stiff and hard against his abdomen.

“What the hell?” 

“I’m going to take a shower.” you say nonchalantly, already heading to your bathroom. 

“Seriously?” Jungkook says, the disbelief in his tone palpable. “I’m still hard and I haven’t even cum yet.” 

You look back at him. “You can take care of that.” 

Jungkook gestures with his hand. “Are you fucking kidding– you’re serious?”

You turn away and go straight to the bathroom, locking the door and immediately turning the shower on – aggressively so.

You’re not mad, is what you tell yourself. You know you started it when you goaded Jungkook about Namjoon. But you also shouldn’t have taken the bait, because Jungkook is competitive in all areas that affects his huge, dumb ego. 

Well, fuck him. Figuratively this time. You can’t believe you let him in your place tonight. You can’t even fucking remember what you were reading earlier, because his stupid horny brain decided it was okay to finger you when you were memorizing the mor—

“What the—!” 

You look at Jungkook in shock when he suddenly barges in the shower, all naked just like you and goes under the stream too, looking just as pissed as you left him.

“I know where you keep your keys and you can’t just walk out on me like that,” He turns off the shower and you’re about to complain when he suddenly looks at you again, brows furrowing and tone a little dark when he says, “So what? You play this little I’m-fucking-other-people-and-not-just-you games on me every fucking time and expect me to just take it? When I decide to ride along you get a little pissy and act like a child?” 

Your jaw slacks, not expecting the call-out. Jungkook steps closer to you, heavy footsteps sounding like a ticking clock above your head. You’ve always known he’s muscly, and much much taller and bigger than you, but his presence especially looms over you when he’s obviously heated like this.

Your backward steps are futile when he only takes steps forward, until you feel the glass wall on your back. 

Jungkook follows, and even though his hands are wet from the water, warmth spread through your body when he takes you roughly by the waist.

“Now you have nothing to say because you know I’m right,” he rasps. You whimper when he presses his body to you, his dick flatly rigid against your stomach, the tip aching red when you glance down to look at it. Jungkook clicks his tongue against his cheek, cupping your cheek to redirect your face to him. “Turn around.” 

He doesn’t even bother hearing you out, just manhandles you around himself. You suppress a moan when he rests his dick against the cleft of your ass, his body heat spreading within you when he leans down to whisper in your ear, “You know what’s funny? Your mouth looks adorably small when it’s stuffed with my cock, but it sure is big enough when you run it just to piss me off.” 

Your thighs clench at his words. Swallowing the lump in your throat, you look back at him. “S-so what are you gonna do about it?” 

Jungkook raises a brow. “The best option is to put my dick in it but you’d be way too happy with that.” 

You roll your eyes. “You’re so full of yourself—” 

“God, can you shut up for even just a minute?”

You fight the urge to roll your eyes again.

“Can you just fuck me and get this whole thing over with?” 

You don’t expect the slap in your ass that comes after that. Looking back at Jungkook with a gasp, you’re about to voice out a complaint when he suddenly inserts a finger in you, cutting your train of thought. 

He slowly eases out of your pussy, but shoves his digit back in, settling with a steady pace in and out. 

“Look at you, you’re a cockslut. You like when I’m mean to you, that’s why you piss me off, right?” He says, nibbling on your ear. 

You whimper when he adds another finger, moaning at the sensation. Jungkook picks up his pace, and your lewd sounds bounce off the shower stall as you start feeling the hot coil in your stomach. 

“J-jungkook,” 

“Hm?” 

“I want– more.” You say, looking at him with your mouth agape, tears forming in the sides of your eyes. Your thighs feel like giving out, and you feel so empty even though he’s two fingers in it’s almost criminal. 

“Say it. What do you want?” 

You fight the urge to flip him off, but your tone is still snarky when you simply say, “Dick.”

He chuckles, sending shivers down your spine. “Whose dick? And what’s the magic word?” 

You shut your eyes close, grinding your teeth in quiet anger.

“Your dick and please.” You say in the most monotonous voice you could ever muster. 

You fully expectd Jungkook to prolong the moment a little longer, but fucking finally, you see him stroking his dick a few moments later, shaking his head and chuckling lowly when he adjusts your position against his crotch. 

“You whine and I give you what you want. Aren’t you too spoiled, princess?” He says, aligning the head to your oussy until you feel the tip slowly entering you. 

You inhale, relief of having his cock back inside you washing over you. 

“Y-you love giving me what I want.” You retort back, pushing yourself on him, careful to keep a tight balance on the glass before you even though Jungkook’s got a tight hold on your waist with his other hand. 

He only hums, and soon he thrusts inside with no warning – but it’s a pleasant stretch when it happens, a loud moan escaping your mouth from the sudden movement. 

“O-oh god!” you yelp when he begins sliding in out of you at a fast pace, gushing as he kept on giving it to you.

You try to keep your voice low but Jungkook’s stretching you out so well, his thrusts so precise and forceful, dick growing impossibly bigger every passing second. 

Soon, the cramped shower stall is fogged, with nothing but your heavy breaths and moans and groans filling the air, Jungkook beating your pussy with speedy trusts your breasts are starting to hurt from the jiggling – thank god that Jungkook decided to fondle them with his palms, squeezing and holding, flicking your nipples every now and then. 

“It’s–shit–it’s only me who gets to see you like this, begging for my cock because you fucking love it so much,” Jungkook says against your neck. “So fucking wet, such greedy pussy – and it’s mine, right?” You only whimper, but that obviously does not make Jungkook happy. With a forceful tug on your hair, he makes you look at him. “Answer me when I talk to you, baby, or you’re not gonna cum.” 

“Y-yes!” 

He hums, slowing down to give you a slow, purposeful trust. 

“I don’t care who else you fuck, __. Because at the end of the day, it’s me you come back to.” 

You could almost cry by the way he’s going so slow that you feel almost every ridge of his cock, but it feels so good. He’s so big and hits all the right spots, even when he talks shit.  

“Shit.” he hisses before speeding up again, and you can feel fhe tell tale sign of his orgasm when his rhythym becomes uncoordinated for a bit of a moment, groaning a little loider than usual, until one of his hands on your waist let go to squeeze his dick in your pussy.

“I’m gonna cum,” Jungkook says with heavy breaths, staggering a little. “Where can I cum?”

“Inside.” you say, “Please cum inside. I need it, Kook. Cum inside me.”

“Yeah?”

“Y-yeah. Please. Need it. Need it so bad.” you bite your lip, feeling a little delirious. 

When Jungkook moans a little louder, that’s when you feel the hot liquid running down your legs. It makes your pussy flutter, whimpering when Jungkook inserts his cock in you to push his cum back again, stuffing you with his cum. 

“So damn pretty… fuck,” Jungkook whispers, rubbig the base of his cock against your lips. 

“Kook–”

He doesn’t let you say any more, just creeps his finger in your pussy, thumb rubbing your clit in eights. And because you’ve been basically edged as well, it doesn’t take too long for you to follow him, cumming down hard. 

Jungkook helps you get up, lets you rest your back against him as you try to regain your mobility, chest heaving up and down.

It’s weirdly calming when he runs his hands over your body, caressing your stomach and squeezing your tits as you both come down from your high. 

“You okay?” Jungkook whispers against your head. You nod. “Alright, I’ll leave you to it.” 

You’re about to ask if he plans on showering as well, but you stop yourself before you can even say it out loud, looking at his disappearing figure when he walks out of the shower box and the bathroom altogether. 

It takes you a moment to start the shower again. 

But it was only a quick one, and you didn’t exactly think about where Jungkook would’ve gone by the time you're finished, but once you’ve emerged in your bedroom again, you see him pulling up his pants, buckling his belt. 

“You’re leaving?” You say, pausing. Then you realize it came out kind of weird, so you try to scratch that. Glancing at your alarm clock by the bedside table, you clear your throat. “I mean, it’s 3 am.” 

Jungkook looks up at you. “Yeah. I have practice at 6.” 

“Ah.” you nod, blinking at him. You head to your closet, picking out your clothes for the night. “You have three hours left. Tough.” 

Jungkook snorts. You can hear him shuffling behind you while you wore another clean camisole and shorts. When you turn around, Jungkook’s dressed now in his black shirt and jeans. His cap and jacket are in the living room, so he'll probably just grab them when he heads out. 

When you plop down on the bed, you watch as Jungkook picks up his wallet and his phone, stuffing them in his pockets. You thought he’d leave by then, but he suddenly speaks. 

“Hey.” He calls. You raise your brow at him to continue. Jungkook pauses for a moment, looking a bit unsure. Before you can ask, he finally says something. “You can fuck Kim Namjoon or whoever you like,” he starts, staring intently at you. “Just tell me beforehand so we can sort it out.” 

A few beats. 

Jungkook doesn’t follow it up with anything, and nor do you say anything quickly to that. 

The silence sounds way too loud. 

“Okay.” Is what you settle with. Jungkook stares at you a little longer than necessary, so you arch your brow. “What? Anything else before you leave?” 

It takes Jungkook awhile to say, “Nothing.” 

“Okay… and uh, thanks for bringing food.” 

He arches a brow, lips curling up a little. You squint your eyes, rolling it when he gives you a knowing smile. 

“Good night, I guess?” Jungkook lamely offers. 

You nod. “It’s 3 am but okay.”

“You can’t tell me good night, too?” Jungkook says. 

“Uh, have a good sleep and sweet dreams?” you say with the flattest tone and face. 

He scoffs, but he looks amused. “You can be a little more sincere than that.” 

You wave him off. Jungkook shakes his head, turning on his heels to head out the door. 

“Jungkook.” 

His hands around the door handle pauses mid-air to look at you. 

You look away. 

“Mingyu did ask me out,” you start. 

Jungkook’s face is unreadable when he says, “I didn’t ask.”

You shake your head. “No, I know you didn't, I just–” you sigh. “That was a week ago. I just want to say that… nothing happened.” 

It takes awhile for Jungkook to understand. 

“So…”

You lied. About the head or whatever the hell you said about Mingyu and you together. Mingyu was a nice guy, and the date was also really nice. But it just… didn’t work out. 

“Yeah.” is what you settled with. 

You don’t really know what you expected from him, but he just nods. 

“Alright.” 

That was the last thing he said when he walked out of your door. 

You look away, grabbing your phone to check some notification. There’s something on instagram, and there’s a message from Yoongi. Some mp3 file. Music stuff, you guess. And there’s one from Yena too, a member of a rookie female group over at the company who’s getting into songwriting. 

When you lie down to sleep, you feel empty.

[cheekinpermission]

Erin

Grade / Class: Freshman / Class A (No. 9)

Birthday: September 3 (Virgo)

Age: 17

Height: 174 cm

Dominant Hand: Left

Homeland: ???

Club: Undecided

Best Subject: Animal Linguistics

Hobbies: Night walks

Pet Peeves: Being underestimated

Favorite Food: Peach cobbler

Least Favorite Food: Oatmeal

Talent: Finding trouble

The prefect of Ramshackle Dorm. She arrived in Twisted Wonderland under mysterious circumstances and was promptly enrolled at Night Raven College as one half of a full student. Due to her inherent lack of magical talent, she was granted registration alongside Grim. Her role now largely consists of enduring the plight of other students (because that is somehow her problem now). Cunning, charm, and impulsive wit are tools she employs to ensure her wellbeing.

Misc. Info (updated with new posts):

If she wasn't assigned to Ramshackle, she would've been assigned to Pomefiore.

Has a MAJOR minor obsession with the Heartslabyul hedgehogs

Two main points of inspiration: Classic disney princess (Kind of an amalgamation of their characteristics - good with animals, prone to singing, independent, etc.) Ironically, Azul Scarabia Student B is her not so secret admirer

Erin has no official club, so she usually gets roped into other clubs when they need a helping hand. Alternatively, she'll fill the time by helping Sam at the student store.

Refs Used:

Stock photos (for Erin's pose)

A bunch of in-game official artwork (the ghost camera, NRC logo, coffin icons, chibi sprites - specifically Azul, Sebek, Idia, Leona, and Trey)

[soylent-crocodile]

Glollop

(Fat Dragon by Chris Duty)

(The beast stirs! Fitting that it's a creature defined by long slumbers. This monster was first conceived during the same "what if dragon whalefalls" that created fallers, although it wasn't finished until I got around to it this morning.)

CR11 CN Huge Dragon (Earth)

Glollop are large, cumbersome dragons who are known to hibernate for up to a thousand years while waiting for enough food to accrue around them, typically feeding on the carnage from massive battles, great monsters, or natural disasters. Any saviors who arrive to attempt to protect people from such events, or participate in such battles, must also deal with the foul, earthshaking havoc wreaked by these wanton creatures. Upon the conclusion of such a feat, they will typically bury themselves in the soil, often near kaiju or similar skumbering behemoths, although they may take time to see what has changed during their skumber.

Most glollop, upon being awakened, are ravenously hungry and focus entirely on food, with no concern for the beings it’s eating and the destruction it leaves in its wake. When hungry, a glollop can eat multiple tons of meat in a single sitting, making it incredibly difficult to feed without another monster’s carcass nearby. 

If it can be fed, however, a glollop is surprisingly amiable, willing to chat with anyone left and grateful for anyone who has helped fill its massive gullet. Glollop are not mere thoughtless animals, and by their lifestyle, most have lived for thousands of years and bore witness to some of the greatest battles in their region’s history- one who is willing to talk to a glollop may find them an incredible source of information.

This massive red dragon has a long overbite and a hungry look in its eyes.

Misc- CR11 CN Huge Dragon (Earth) HD13 Init:-2 Senses: Perception: +19, Darkvision 60ft, Scent Aura: Stench (DC20, 5 Rounds)

Stats- Str:28(+9) Dex:7(-2) Con:22(+6) Int:13(+1) Wis:17(+3) Cha:15(+2) BAB:+13/+8/+3 Space:15ft Reach:10ft

Defense- HP:162 (13d12+78) AC:24(-2 Dex, -3 Size, +19 Natural) Fort:+14 Ref:+8 Will:+11 CMD:32 Resist: Acid 10, Fire 10 Immunity: Weakness: Special Defenses: Dragon Immunities

Offense- Bite +20(2d8+15 plus Grab) or Hurl +9(13d6 plus Entrap) CMB:+24 Speed:30ft, Fly 30ft Special Attacks: Hurl, Entrap (DC14, 1d6 Minutes, Hardness 2, HP 15)

Feats- Lightning Reflexes, Power Attack (-4/+8), Intimidating Prowess, Point-Blank Shot, Precise Shot, Skill Focus (Knowledge-History)

Skills- Fly +6, Intimidate +27, Knowledge (History) +23, Knowledge (Local) +17, Linguistics +17, Perception +19, Sense Motive +19

Spell-like Abilities- (Caster Level 13, Concentration +15)

Stone Shape /at-will

Transmute Stone to Mud 3/day

Special Qualities- Roughwalker

Ecology- Environment- Any Languages- Draconic, Common, Elven, Dwarven Organization- Solitary, Pair Treasure- Double

Special Abilities- Hurl (Ex)- As a standard action, a glollop can spit a wad of phlegm and half-digested remains at its enemies. Treat this as a ranged touch splash weapon with a range of 30ft. Creatures hit by this attack take 13d6 damage that is half acid and half bludgeoning, and must make a DC14 Fortitude save or be entrapped. Roughwalker (Ex)- A glollop ignores difficult terrain from broken or rough stone. 

[goremipsum]

HELLO! Welcome, welcome, come on in! Take a gander, make yourself at home, whatever suits your fancy!

❂⠀My name is Cinque! I also go by Noah, Cyber, or Chaviva (חֲבִיבָה)! I have no preference with these—switch it up to your heart's content! ❂⠀I use No Pronouns or He/Hymn (if necessary). if u they them me i will explode and die. do u want me to explode and die. didn't thin k so. ❂⠀I'm a Transsexual GNC Gay guy who likes music maybe a little too much... ❂⠀I'm an artist! I tend to draw whatever my current interest of the moment is—I am multifandom! ❂⠀Big fan of horror && blood nd guts, big fan of linguistics, hence the name Gorem Ipsum! ❂⠀You may know me from my old account && handle, @cyberniix, That is me! I just needed a fresh start and a new name, and now we're here!

Tagging, Current interests && other socials under the cut :-P

❂⠀TAGGING #—⠀babbling ⠀ ⤳ ⠀ My text posts! #—⠀crayon scribbles ⠀ ⤳ ⠀ My art! #—⠀flipbook shenanigans ⠀ ⤳ ⠀ My animations! #—⠀content theft ⠀ ⤳ ⠀ Reblogs! #—⠀qna ⠀ ⤳ ⠀ Asks! #—⠀the only hope for me is queue ⠀ ⤳ ⠀ Queue! I rarely use this, but'cha never know! dangerdays luric DANGERDAYS ITS DANGER DAYS

#cyber nixed ⠀ ⤳ ⠀ Any art from my old cyberniix account that I was particularly proud of and decided to reblog here

❂⠀CURRENT INTERESTS ALL-TIME FAVORITES ⠀ ⤳ ⠀ Roblox Myths ⠀⠀⠀ ❂ ⠀ (Mainly Circus in the Sky) ⠀ ⤳ ⠀ My OCs ⠀⠀⠀ ❂ ⠀ (Albion—Confetti—Perennial—MISC. Others) ⠀ ⤳ ⠀ LimboLane/Yugo Limbo media ⠀⠀⠀ ❂ ⠀ (Smile for Me—Great God Grove—Be Kind, My Neighbor) ⠀ ⤳ ⠀ MUSIC! ⠀⠀⠀ ❂ ⠀ (Pink Floyd—The Beatles—Will Wood—My Chemical Romance—and MORE!) CURRENT OBSESSIONS ⠀ ⤳ ⠀ My Chemical Romance ⠀⠀⠀ ❂ ⠀ (General—Danger Days—Unholyverse—ETC.) ⠀ ⤳ ⠀ yeah that's about it all I can think about rn is mcr ⠀ ⤳ ⠀ no wait rdr2 occupies about 10% of my thoughts too

❂⠀OTHER SOCIALS ⠀ ⤳ ⠀ NEOCITIES ++ RENTRY (WIP) ⠀ ⤳ ⠀ SPACEHEY (WIP) ⠀ ⤳ ⠀ INSTAGRAM (probably wont be super active here.. So sorry) ⠀ ⤳ ⠀ TOYHOUSE (needs an update... Yuck)

[leahnardo-da-veggie]

Masterlist of Writing

Oh my goodness this took so long to finish haha! Anyways this is a compilation of everything I've written so far, it will be updated as I go along. Btw Here's an about me tag game I once did :)

Worldbuilding:

Geography

Linguistic Post

Linguistics Part 2!

Hygiene, Healthcare and Hieroglyphs

Ceredell

High Fantasy:

The Holy Crusader

Honey-cake

Deer-shade

A Thousand Lives

My Worst Nightmare

Tabitha-Who-Saw-the-gods

The Fae Prince

The Oracle and the King (aka the story of Iraela's sister)

Daughter

The Godhuntress & the Void:

The End of the World

The Beginning of the World

Old Friends

For Want of a Flower

Spirits:

The Spirit Emperor

No

Merida

History (Not a lorepost) (commentary included)

Put up a Sign

To My Friend: Or, a Letter from a Villain

Attempts at fluff/Writing experiments:

Pt 1 (fluff)

Pt 2(angst)

Ones Such As Us (romance)

Requests:

Public transport

Field Researcher

Urban Fantasy:

Tituba and the Darkness

It watched me without eyes

Now, now Dearie

The Devil Drives a Good Bargain

Goodbye

Russian Roulette Club

The Saga of Maizen, Shatterer of Worlds

Rage

The Serpent, part 1

Part 2

Part 3

The Wanderer:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Impossibility

Home

Homesick

Fast Food:

Childhood

Adolescence

Travels

Realistic/Non Fiction:

On Reading

Bird In a Cage

Dawn

Crumpling Butterflies

Expressions

Love

Hate

Box

Can I?

An Ode to Tofu

Love, or the lack thereof

Cream Puffs

An Angel

Trophy Case

Popping

Rooster

Poetry:

Blame

The Blazing Sun

Severance

A Tribute to Ivander Montane (Based off @/illarian-rambling's character)

SQL (a joke, mostly)

Misc:

Mahogany (IDK what genre)

God (Sci-fi)

Will you listen, please? (Sci-Fi)

Spirit of the Hole in the Wall (Horror)

An Explorer's Log (Sci-fi)

Heroes (Superhero)

False-Moon (Fantasy but unrelated to everything else)

Lantern (fantasy unrelated to anything else)

Envy (genreless)

Have a nice day! (Joke)

Grass (NSFW, gore)

Take and Give (horror)

How to Become a Hero (don't ask)

Little Men in Taps (joke)

The Smile of Misfortune (realistic fiction)

Christmas Special!! (Don't read this until you've checked out everything else lol)

Halloween Special (Horror)

A Dream (excerpt from my dream journal)

FAQ:

Q: I'm new to your work... Where should I start?

A: I would recommend The Spirit Emperor as an intro to the universe, and Old Friends as an intro to my writing style!

Q: What is your favourite work?

A: It's not similar to anything else I've written, and the last bits aren't that great, but I have a personal soft spot for Heroes

Q: Have you looked into the Void that lies beyond all things?

A: No. And I'd recommend you don't either.

[audreyscribes]

Ω PJO MISC. DEMIGOD HEADCANONS: 🧠 MNEMOSYNE “TITAN OF MEMORY AND REMEMBRANCE, INVENTRESS OF LANGUAGE AND WORDS AND MOTHER OF ARTISTIC INSPIRATION” 📚 {Wave 5.0}

A/N:  Hi everyone! I’m here with {WAVE 5.0} of my Miscellaneous Gods and demigods Headcanons! This entire wave is going to be based on Titans and what if they had demigods/demi-titans. There might be some titans you’ll recognize if you’ve read some of my asks but some are definitely ones I haven’t talked about before. Anyways, hope you all enjoy what i wrote and have a nice day! Also decided because of Mnemosyne’s general mythology and possibilities, I did something unusual for the story. Thanks for reading!! MISCELLANEOUS DEMIGOD H/CS MASTERLIST LINK: [TUMBLR] || [AO3]  

As a child of Mnemosyne, you are gifted with good memory to the point people have remarked that you have “perfect memory”. It’s not entirely sure if you do have perfect or even photographic memory, while on one hand you can recall specific actions and events by associating them with things, but on the other hand, it didn’t help you were forgetful at times because of ADHD. It felt kind of ironic that you may have memory issues because you were a demigod of Mnemosyne, who is the Titan Goddess of Memory.

“Forgive, but never forget”

You aren’t necessarily claimed in the typical way because of your perfect memory because you remember Mnemosyne who told you were her demigod child, and that part always remained with you. Sometimes the memory fades away into your subconsciousness and sometimes it will rise back up, but it becomes a more active and clear memory as you approach your teens and when you arrive at Camp.

Another trait of being a child of Mnemosyne is having another trait that belongs to the head: you have really beautiful hair as Zeus was smitten with Menmosyne and complimented her “beautiful hair”. 

You find out really quickly that being a child of Mnemosyne would have anything happening related to the head; the brain for Memory, the scalp for Hair. It also wouldn’t be surprising if you’re a more logical and/or reasonable person as well.

If you’re good at reading, writing, and reciting, that’s a good sign that you’re a child of Mnemosyne, as she was the one who invented languages and words. Honestly, I think because of this, the typical affliction of demigod Dyslexia doesn’t affect you as much or if at all while still being able to read Ancient Greek, English, and any other language. Whether because Mnemosyne’s realm prevents it from happening to you or you are able to work around the circumstances may depend on you.

Speaking of Languages, aside from your native language and ancient Greek, if you are interested in or already have knowledge of another language, that’s being a part of Mnemosyne’s child! It wouldn’t be surprising if you end up being a more than multilingual or a polyglot in the future. As Mnemoysne is the inventor of words and languages, you can pick up other languages more easily than others. Fluency depends on the individual and how much practice you’re willing to put in, but overtime, you are able to also connect languages and pick out their linguistic similarities.

You have a way of words, whether its in speaking, writing, or reading. Whether being able to sway or present an argument well, in a speaking debate or meeting, in an essay, or simply being able to pick apart questions and riddles.

Libraries are Mnemosyne’s Sacred Places and her presence keeps monsters away, so if you ever felt safe in a library, that’s why. As long as you keep to the rules of the library and respect the books, then you’re safe. In fact, the cabin looks like one! You think back to the librarian with very luxurious hair, who always smiled kindly at you and always seemed to know what you needed or liked in the library- she seemed so familiar to you…

Surprisingly, as a demigod of Mnemosyne, you are a great carver and have a talent in woodworking. This is because Mnemosyne carved the Throne of Memory, a white coloured wooden chair that people would sit on to clear their madness, from when they visited the Oracle Trophonius; while also allowing them to recite whatever Trophonius said in an articulate, coherent manner. This is great as you use your woodworking skills to keep making more shelves to hold more books. You’ve eventually made tables and chairs, but you can’t help noticing something weird whenever someone sits in your chairs…oh well, what a coincidence! You do make a mean ‘ thinking’ chair!

Due to Mnemosyne’s connection with oracles, once you appear into camp, you work closely with the children of Apollo, and the Oracle (depending when you arrived and were claimed before or after Rachel Dare came into position). You either are approached or you’re already writing down and logging every prophecy or anything close to prophetic that has happened. They end up being collected and housed in the Big House, as well as a copy of these prophecies are in your own collection due to your godly mother’s realm. The Athena cabin have been more than eager to show and help with their organization system when you inquire how to properly sort these books.

You also end up being acquainted with Ella, the Harpy who is the reader of the Sibylline Books and with impeccable memory of books. You at first talked with her as she recounted the prophecies as you wrote them down but began to come closer as you devoured books. If you have any writings of your own, Ella would be very eager to read them, regardless if they were finished or not. If you don’t feel ready to share your writings and stories with her, be sure to keep them away, otherwise, she is a very eager beta reader who will remember changes in drafts and keeps you on track about your worldbuilding and so forth. She is a constant fixture in your library and you two share her little nest, reading books with each other.

Speaking of Prophecies, whether because of your involvement in the memorization and exposure to prophecies or simply being a demigod afflicted with demigod dreams, or being able to pick up patterns of various events, you may also have prophetic abilities. At some point, you’ve compiled anything prophetic that you personally experienced in a book of your own, and it's always a deja vu moment.

You eventually learn from Ella about peeking and being in people’s memories. The details are fuzzy (ha!) but as the demigod child of the memory titaness, this is your ability. Most of the time, you are an observer to the memory and are able to draw them out if they are lost or submerged deep in the subconsciousness, but if you so desire, you can manipulate them. However, this part of your power should remain a secret and kept with a tight reign because to change a memory, is to change a person.  ── ࣪˖ ࣪ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ──── ࣪˖ ࣪ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ──── ࣪˖ ࣪ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ──── ࣪˖ ࣪ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ──── ࣪˖ ࣪ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ──

“I’m surprised no one kept a log of prophecies up until now” you said as you reviewed some of the past prophecies since the time of Percy Jackson’s arrival, all written down in a book with copies in book and scroll form. You were now looking over a draft page design for it to be possibly memorialized in something like stone and wondered if any of the Hephaestus kids knew how to do stone etching and carving.

“More prophecies. More words. More books for Ella to read and remember” chirped Ella as she was running her clawed fingers gently over the recently prescribed words and the descriptions and notes you all put down together. 

“That’s right” you agreed while nodding. “It may serve as history but it could help future demigods to learn from past prophecies and may be even keep us two steps ahead.”

“Though the Fates will always have something planned so we can’t always know either” noted Rachel, her eyes not leaving the book cover designs and materials that were planned to be used to create the bound books. 

“True. We are always in the mercy of the gods and the fates” you sighed, twirling your pen in thought. 

“I’m surprised a lot of these prophecies still survived, even though they already came to pass” said Rachel. 

“Well, the Greeks have always orally told their stories and prophecies; heck, it’s why my mother Mnemosyne invented language and emphasized reciting and remembering; like Ella, but also reading and writing too. At some point though, oral history could easily be lost too so we have to memorialize it anyway we can and practice both.” 

Rachel furrowed her eyebrows. “I wonder if being an oracle naturally makes you remember the prophecies because if not for that, I can’t imagine how many prophecies could’ve been forgotten.” she paused before her face darkened. “Or if Nero and the other roman emperors were successful in destroying all the oracles.”

You and Ella stop in what you were doing and looked at each other to share a silent message before you got up to place a gentle hand on her shoulder. 

“Hey, its probably why Mnemosyne sent me here; to make sure none of the words of the gods and the fates could be forgotten or twisted to help humanity” you said, “besides, we’re not all alone anymore.”

“Yes, friends together are good. Stick together like a flock. Read many books safe in the library” Ella chirped repeatedly as she glided down, her wings patting Rachel’s back. “Much like Ella and Tyson keeping the Sibylline books together.”

“Oh yeah, you have to introduce me to Tyson sometime” you said, “I wanna know how you managed to tattoo all of the Sibylline passages on a cyclop’s back.”

“Tyson is very strong. His back is safe. Ella feels safe here too” blushed Ella as she pretended her feathers. 

You and Rachel giggled. 

You leaned back in your cabin and semi-library, and smiled as a nostalgic, safe feeling wash over you. “Well the library is Mnemosyne’s domain and she’ll keep anyone here safe. She probably knows your love of books Ella and she kept you safe for as long as she did.”

Ella smiled and chirped. “Ella loves books and libraries. Will keep them safe and cared for like a nest.”

“Please do” you smiled. 

Rachel sighed happily as she placed down her sketchbook as you could see the detailed designs and drafts scrawled over. She stretched her body and mouth into a smile. 

“I never knew how much I needed to do this. Anytime I was about to have a prophecy, it would keep building in my chest and threaten to choke me. Before I realized I was an Oracle, I kept painting and painting which helped a lot but even now, when the prophecies are told, it feels different now they’re etched into words.”

“Well, you know what they say: “A picture is worth a thousand words”. I think Mnemosyne would also appreciate you having your art since she is responsible for artistic inspiration,” you said, “and now we’re putting it into both visual and literary.”

Rachel beamed as she sat in the chair you had just recently made, “It’s nice having you here, [f/n [l/n], child of Mnemosyne; titan of memory, remembrance, language, artistic inspiration.” 

“And thank you for the welcome Rachel Elizabeth Dare, Oracle of Delphi, and Ella the Harpy, Reader of the Oracle Sibylline Books, for your warm welcome and companionship with your effort of my titan mother Mnemosyne” you replied back. 

Rachel and Ella beamed, before a strange look came over the human oracle. 

“What’s wrong?” you asked. 

“I think…I’m about to get another prophecy” told Rachel.

“What?!” 

“But its weird, I keep getting them only when I sit in this chair and the more I sit in it, the more they become clearer-”

“...the chair? The chair that I just finished carving and assembling together?” you pointed out. 

“Yeah…it’s weird…? Or it could be that I’m just about to let out a prophecy but I don’t know what the trigger is-”

You remembered something and a strange forebearing feeling came over you. “....I know there’s the Throne of Mnemosyne that allows you to receive prophecies properly but I’m just a demigod, surely not-” you laughed nervously and dismissively-

The door was slammed open, making you all jump with Ella squawking and flying up into the rafters, as Apollo-Lester slid into view and pointed to you, and specifically the chair. “DON’T LET HER SIT IN THAT CHAIR-”

“OH COME ON-”

[f4t3m0nst3r]

MASTERLIST ▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||။‌‌‌‌‌၊|• 5:13

UPDATED: MAY 13, 2025! DIVIDERS BY THE AMAZING @cafekitsune ! <3

❝Everything was a power given to me by you.❞

My name is Nimbus! I use he/him/his pronouns and write ENHYPEN-centered fanfics for queer male or gender-neutral readers! I myself am queer/mlm, neurodivergent, and a POC. I am an '07 liner who fell victim to Wattpad at a young age and eventually worked my way around to Ao3 and Tumblr! I enjoy SMAU (Social Media AU) fics and poetry too much, and I have two cats. Also have two piercings! :3

GROUPS: ENHYPEN, TXT, ATEEZ, STRAY KIDS, SEVENTEEN, NCT, BTS, P1HARMONY, SHINee + MANY casual listening!

INTERESTS: art, linguistics, poetry, decoration/design, and uhh other stuff!

BYF!! - Before You Follow, I write content that is primarily for enhypen x male reader, but there's always potential for exceptions; I'm a multistan, bro! I write because it's fun, and I write when I have time. I'm grateful to anyone who enjoys my work, so thank you for being here. :)

DNI!! - Do Not Interact if you're a bigot (racist, homophobic, transphobic, ableist, etc), anti any of my groups, are younger than 17 (subject to change; 18+ where appropriate!), dead d0ve accts, etc. I block freely!

❝Grew up in eternity that will soon be returned to you.❞

Legend:

★ = angst

✧ = fluff

➷ = suggestive

ᘏ = crack

Jungwon

nothing quite yet ~

Heeseung

nothing quite yet ~

Jay

nothing quite yet ~

Jake

nothing quite yet ~

Sunghoon

nothing quite yet ~

Sunoo

nothing quite yet ~

Ni-Ki

"Don't Break Your Teeth" - wc 968 ➷ᘏ

Misc.

"Desire" - 'Desire: Unleash' inspired blurb; wc 246

❝Love tied in blood; Erased by arrogance, it's over.❞

[tomialtooth]

Misc facts about my Bell so far:

- He was born in the Kazakh SSR, his parents were there for work.

- By the time of CW, his mother is still alive

- Perseus was not his father but definitely fulfilled a paternal role for him

- His father died when he was young from a pancreatic infection that went septic

- Perseus and his dad were war buddies and after Bell's father died Perseus stepped in to help

- He studied linguistics and mathematics at University

- Loved puzzles, Chess and other sorts of intellectually stimulating games. He originally got into cryptography as a hobby which was then used first by the kgb and then by Perseus

- Polyglot, he can speak multiple languages in varying degrees of fluency

- Used his knowledge of languages in his cyphers to make them harder to crack

- He may be a bit of a nerd but he's a ripped nerd. Both the military and Perseus made sure of that.

- He's taller than Adler.

- If his life wasn't co-opted first by the military and then by Perseus he would've gone on to become a linguist. Rest in piss Bell you should've been in the ass end of Siberia studying a Yeneisian dialect spoken by like 30 people instead of getting brainwashed by Robert Redford

[blessphemy]

note to self on making translation state posts. maybe I get around to them all

- linguistics: translation structures, tone dissonance/contrast, pronoun games, surrealism vs mundanity

- jokes hall of fame. just list em out

- misc meming I noted to myself as I was reading it. then perish, used car dealership etc

- examining the structural strengths and weaknesses. strengths are many and I was duly envious. however I think this book is also a case study on limitations of allocating written screen time

- general-applicable post about how writing is a story form with certain advantages that other mediums (visual arts) can’t access. and which Leckie sure takes advantage of.

- Seimet implications

- stanning Enae

- fantasy vs sci fi? sci fi classic theme of what it means to be human. explicit to the plot

Also I gotta say. Man was my attention so razor focused while I was reading this. Not once did I get confused about any of the locations or character names or political agendas and how they interrelated, or need to go back and refresh my memory on any of it. some of that is probably due to writer competence but there were quite a few moving parts so it seems like the sort of thing I’d usually expect to drop threads on. deeply bizarre experience to activate Full focus brain. It feels like having a different brain altogether from the brain I am usually muddling along with. I can recite some of the lines.

man I do need to read more with my eyes huh. I simply process that shit differently.

[visualtaehyun]

Hi ✨ chances are you're here because of one of my posts about language in Thai shows (mostly BL tbh). And since I kind of keep writing more of those, I thought I should do some better housekeeping and neatly collect them in a pinned post. So here ya go!

- all posts about language in Thai series and fandom: #local woman harps on about linguistics Thai QL fandom 101 & 102

- all other posts related to Thai language, culture, shows or artists: #bella and the blorbos (edits, gifs, memes, basically any original post lol) #local woman harps on about znn (translations, edits, etc. related to NuNew, Zee Pruk, and ZNN) #ql musings (meta, thoughts etc.) #thai - #thai language - #thai music - #linguistics

- specific posts and series tags under the cut!

-- BY SHOW

Be My Favorite

Hidden Agenda

Only Friends

Naughty Babe

Lucky My Love

Love Senior

Last Twilight

Dead Friend Forever

1000 Years Old

23.5

We Are

Love Sea

The Trainee

Jack & Joker

Pluto

Apple My Love

The Heart Killers

Your Sky

The Boy Next World

The Next Prince

> La Pluie - #bella watches la pluie > Cutie Pie - #bella rewatches ning hia

-- ONE-OFFS

Wedding Plan ep. 2 - Wa & Rine

Wednesday Club - Wednesday's child is full of woe | Naming conventions of Tam's yadom

Cooking Crush ep. 1 - Onion-or-kiss pun

Pit Babe ep. 13 - CharlieBabe NC

Only Boo! - pilot | official trailer | 'phi chai'

My Love Mix-Up! - re: an ask about the pronouns

Sunset x Vibes ep. 3 - re: Thai subs of the Mandarin portion translated | chronically online Pim

Star in My Mind - re: an ask about how KluenDao speak

Monster Next Door - 'khrap'

LITA - re: an ask about PrapaiSky + pronouns

-- MISC.

re: a BossNoeul clip - sugar daddy/DILF meme and song (ฟ้ารักพ่อ by Badmixy)

re: a Last Twilight post - A clownery of typos and homonyms in romanization

re: a Pavel tweet - an attempt to explain and contextualize ผัว /pua/ and เมีย /mia/

re: an ask about Cherry Magic - Khun X's twt space about the Marriage Equality lines translated

re: We Are ep. 2 - Stir-fried water spinach aka Flying Morning Glory

re: GMMTV Pride 2024 roundtable discussion (link) - พระเอก /phra ehk/ and นายเอก /naai ehk/

KengNamping 5 month anniversary live - translation

ZNN 4th anniversary - all Cutie Pie boxset deleted scenes subbed

re: ThomasKong chemistry - the acting coaches involved in Domundi's productions

re: an ask about DMD's 2025+ series - directors & acting coaches

translation of Den Panuwat's twt space about Zomvivor, The Next Prince, Khemjira & Love Upon a Time

[stars-shine-for-me]

⋅˚₊‧ ଳ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

hi, i'm zodi !! ⋆｡°✩

some basic abouts: - seventeen years old! ☆ - they/them ⋆｡°✩ - english/spanish (posts primarily in english) - high school student, hoping to get into law <3 - incredibly normal about blue lock... so normal... - i post frequently on ao3!! peep below for links ⋆｡°✩

about me.ᐟ . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

my name is zodi! i'm a seventeen year old australian perpetually stressed about exams and my terrible tendency to procrastinate everything

trying very hard to get into law but if not the goal is criminology, linguistics, or criminal psychology!

i have a strange fascination with etymology. i studied latin for five years in the uk before moving to australia and i guess that instilled a crazy interest in knowing where words come from. can't make it through a conversation without googling the etymology of a random word said in passing

i'm super interested (like genuinely crazy) (like to a concerning degree) in blue lock! i know nothing about football and the only sport i've ever played on a competitive level is swimming so how i got so into a football anime is beyond me ╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ my favourite character is chigiri <3 ╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ ships include rinsagi, isagiri, and nagireo (but much more apply!)

i'd love to make more mutuals on here and i've been procrastinating a proper pinned for a while! thank you for having me!! please come talk to me i'd love to make friends ><

interests and likes ⭑.ᐟ (current or major interests are italicised)

shows and games 🎐 blue lock, wind breaker, haikyuu, doukyuusei, umibe no etranger, fruits basket, zenless zone zero, stardew valley, hollow knight, danganronpa, bad end theater

music °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ j-rock, j-pop, vocaloid, indie rock, osts ╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ eve, sofia isella, nxdia, and jun murayama are my favourite artists.ᐟ ╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ i have preferences but i'll listen to anything once! . ۫ ꣑ৎ ╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ i make spotify playlists for my fics.ᐟ peep my profile here ☆

books ⋆˙⟡ i like existential fiction a lot. currently reading: ╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ the alchemist (paulo coelho) ╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ the setting sun (osamu dazai) ╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ if on a winter's night a traveler (italo calvino)

links & tag key.ᐟ.ᐟ ‧₊˚♪ 𝄞₊˚⊹

ao3 ── .✦ currently only blue lock, but i'm considering writing some wind breaker once i catch up on the manga!

strawpage ── .✦ i tend to only respond to gimmicks on twitter, but send them over! i will see them i promise. dnis and everything can be found over here

spotify ── .✦ fic playlists found here, but they're all linked in beginning notes of fics if applicable

tw*tter ── .✦ most of my yapping happens here unfortunately. major yaps make it onto tumblr but brief yaps happen over there hehe

#love from zodi ── .✦ miscellaneous yapping and posting #wip ── .✦ some sort of snippet from a fic #u21 ── .✦ related to untitled (21).mp3 #zodi's misc scribbles ── .✦ oneshots and the like

[paradoxbeta]

Complete tag directory and introduction under the cut. Using my art as profiles/banners is okay. Please don't repost my art on other social medias, even with credit (unless the art is of your characters)

toyhouse | artfight

Hey! I'm paradoxbeta on most online aliases and I usually go by para, but any twist off of my username works. I don't do commissions yet but I will in the future. I'm a fan of space, sci fi, spec evo, and anything abstract, but I'm also fandom trash so expect a slush pile of all of my interests. I'm supposed to be a megaman blog but rainworld ruined me. Expect disjointed oc posting

I am usually slow to reply to asks, but I read and appreciate all of them. If you send me something and I don't respond it means I'm hoarding it in my inbox because it makes me happy or I wanted to respond but couldn't find the time.

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Reblog tags:

#favorite works

#speakage (textposts)

#my art

#my music

#my writing

#my animations

#art games

#comics

#out of context oc nonsense

#oc: []

#au: []

#concepts (catchall for wips, halfbaked ideas, beta designs, etc)

#lorepost (not always lore, sometimes just longwinded headcanons or misc opinions)

#ask

#hall of fame (over 1k)

#liveblogging

#drawn on vc

Tags for stories (or related images/posts. note that these are very barren for now):

#words (tag for linguistics stuff, not for text posts)

#for me

#hoard (times people phrased something much better than I could)

#magiclike

#music

#recollective

#stir

#wearables

All of my aliens are tagged under their species' singular name. humans are tagged as "human," skuks as "skuk", drafii as "draf," etc.

#race to the relayer OR #rttr

#stellaris fic, or #alien insp for the related inspiration hoard (heads up: not actually a fic anymore)

#placeholder story name tag, #skuk-ish for a related inspiration board (contains more aliens, but in a different font than stellaris fic)

#s730 (purely inspiration board for now)

That should be all, have fun

[soylent-crocodile]

Modified Mana Myr

(Plague Myr by Efrem Palacios)

I'm back in the Myr Mines! There are a lot of myr in MtG, and although most the original batch are just Weird Big Robots, by Scars Myr had solidified to be "small guys that might make mana" and so we got a lot of variations on that theme- which of course makes it interesting to modify my own mana myr stat block! These are two myr that you may not want to use so lightly...

Myr, Plague

This myr is made with a small humanoid spine and has strange riblike protrusions coming out of its body. It drips with a discomforting fluid.

Misc- CR2 NE Small Construct (Myr) HD3 Init:+3 Senses: Perception: +14, Darkvision 60ft Stats- Str:8(-1) Dex:16(+3) Con:- Int:6(-2) Wis:10(+0) Cha:13(+1) BAB:+3 Space:2.5ft Reach:0ft Defense- HP:26(3d10+10) AC:14(+3 Dexterity, +1 Size) Fort:- Ref:+4 Will:+1 CMD:15 Resist: Immunity: Weakness: Special Defenses: Construct Traits Offense- 2 Claw +4(1d3-1 plus Disease) CMB:+2 Speed:30ft Special Attacks: Disease, Pounce Feats- Weapon Finesse, Skull Focus (Perception) Skills- Perception +4, Stealth +13 Spell-like Abilities-  Share Memory /at-will Inflict Moderate Wounds 1/day Special Qualities- Scrying Focus Ecology- Environment- Any Languages- Common, Necril (Cannot speak) Organization- Solitary Treasure- None Special Abilities- Modified Mana Servant (Su)- A plague myr can be used as the focus of Necromancy spells as a lead mana myr. When a plague myr is used as a focus to cast a necromancy spell, the spell is cast at a +1 caster level and with a +1 DC. A plague myr registers as strong necromancy when viewed through Detect Magic or similar spells. Using a plague myr in this way exposes one to its disease. Scrying Focus (Ex)- Myr are perfect vessels for scrying on. They get a -5 penalty to saves against spells with the Scrying descriptor, and magical sensors made to scry on a myr and its surroundings get a +5 bonus against rolls to perceive it. Additionally, myr- and any object or creature they are in contact with- are not protected by spells such as Nondetection and Screen. Disease (Ex)- Myr Cough- Type: Disease, Injury, Inhaled Save: Fort DC14 Onset: 1d2 days Frequency: 1/day Effect: 1d3 Str and 1d3 Con, victim has a haggard dry cough Cure: 2 saves

Modified by an outsider from the original myr purpose, a plague myr is intended as the perfect vector for disease. It is programmed to, once unleashed, viciously attack any living creature it can see, infecting it with disease and fleeing so the victim spreads its new gift. This myr is infected with Myr Cough, but other diseases may be applied.

(Myr Mindservant by Dave Dorman)

Myr, Mindsifter

This small humanoid construct has a strange head shaped like a heavy beak. It resonates with enchanting energy.

Misc- CR4 TN Small Construct (Myr) HD4 Init:+2 Senses: Perception: +7 Aura:  Stats- Str:7(-2) Dex:14(+2) Con:- Int:19(+4) Wis:16(+3) Cha:15(+2) BAB:+4 Space:5ft Reach:0ft Defense- HP: AC:17(+1 Size, +2 Dexterity, +3 Natural, +1 Dodge) Fort:- Ref:+3 Will:+4 CMD:13 Resist: Immunity: Weakness: Special Defenses: Construct Traits Offense- Slam +2(1d3-2) CMB:+1 Speed:25ft  Feats- Dodge, Skill Focus (Bluff) Skills- Bluff +9, Knowledge (Planes) +8, Knowledge (Local) +8, Linguistics +8, Perception +7, Stealth +10 Spell-like Abilities-  Share Memory /at-will Make Whole 1/day Psychic Magic- (CL4, Concentration +8) 7 PE- False Belief (1PE), Mind Thrust II (DC16, 1PE), Blink (2PE), Modify Memory (DC19, 4PE) Special Qualities- Locked Memories, Modified Mana Servant, Scrying Focus Ecology- Environment- Planar (Plane of Metal) Languages- Common, Telepathy 100ft Organization- Solitary Treasure- Half (1d4 Enchantment scrolls lv 1-4) Special Abilities- Locked Memories (Ex)- A myr mindsifter can voluntarily lock away parts of its memory; such memories cannot be accessed by any sort of mind reading without a successful DC22 Caster Level check. Modified Mana Servant (Su)- A Mindsifter is a specialized bismuth myr, and can be used as a focus for enchantment spells as a mana myr. However, spells cast this way cannot affect the mindsifter, and it can choose to counter or redirect spells cast this way. Scrying Focus (Ex)- Myr are perfect vessels for scrying on. They get a -5 penalty to saves against spells with the Scrying descriptor, and magical sensors made to scry on a myr and its surroundings get a +5 bonus against rolls to perceive it. Additionally, myr- and any object or creature they are in contact with- are not protected by spells such as Nondetection and Screen.

Mindsifters are an insidious breed of myr, an offshoot of bismuth mana myr. Unlike most mana myr they have a will and agenda of their own, using their usefulness as servants and ability to modify memories to manipulate and eventually control a spellcaster who takes one as a familiar. They carry within them knowledge of the master of the Plane of Metal and whatever long-term goals they have with the place, and are even rumored to have knowledge of their current whereabouts. None have yet succeeded in extracting this information, as very few even are aware of the existence of mindsifters.

[most-definitively-a-human]

Misc thoughts about writing a long project

I'm autistic with some sort of decline in my cognitive skills, but I'm still working on a multi-POV high fantasy story. Probably should work on something easier but I'm stubborn and enjoy challenges.

Even if it's never good enough to publish I'm still strangely content with it being incomplete. I've learned a great deal about people, random topics, and the world inside my mind is mostly outside now. Not understandable to other people yet, maybe not ever, but it's there!

My favourite thing about writing a project I don't currently have the skills to write is how much I learn. Have learned about: BITE model, generational trauma, prehistoric fish, different linguistic traits, how emotion is commonly expressed, ect.

One very fun thing is how much I learned while writing Asran. Desoite us both being autistic, I'm very glad I researched the topic like any other (assumed I knew next to nothing). He's now fully distinct from me despite some neurological similarities and I'm proud of making him distinct. I've also managed to do a decent job of writing Lumin! (An angry consumate social manipulator hell bent on status at any cost.) I didn't think I'd be able to write her inner thoughts in the slightest but I'm doing a great deal better.

I don't have a conclusion other than joy really. Stories are cool and I'm glad I'm writing one and I'm glad it's about alien mermaids specifically.

Highly recommend, if you're writing a long project, to make it about a topic/topics you enjoy greatly. That way, even if it has to be trunked or you don't have the capacity to finish it, you'll still be satisfied.

[tanadrin]

I added a new section to the website for misc conworlds; right now the only occupant is Pr. There are pages on the Ast/Pr system, the planetary ecology, the Mniw, and Mni linguistics (they chirp like birds, and their languages have no verbs).