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seawherethesunsets · 1 year
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GO YOON JUNG as JO YOO JUNG HUNT (2022) dir. Lee Jung Jae
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nikki-rook · 9 months
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you guys don't know how lucky you are. actually, I do - Castle Two Parters
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fanfic-compass · 3 months
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~Traditions~
Cahir x Fem!Reader
Summary: Cahir and the reader and invited to take part in the annual hunting tradition
Word count: 1.5K
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Cahir was coming home after a long day of training and fighting. I had already prepared dinner and waited patiently for him to open the front door and greet me with his usual three kisses. And after only a short moment of waiting, he did just that. He walked in and came closer to me. Then he pressed a kiss on my forehead, my nose and finally he planted a longer kiss on my lips.
“How was work today, darling?” I asked, genuinely concerned because I knew about his rough schedule and how stressed and exhausted he always is when he returns home.
Cahir only sighed and shook his head, he was too tired to tell me anything. But then I realized how I could put the smile on his face that I loved to see so much.
“We got a letter today. An invitation, to be exact.”
“An invitation?” I could see the curiosity on my husband’s lovely face.
“Yes, indeed. It was written by your father and it said that we… well that you are invited on some kind of hunt down in Vicovaro. Do you happen to know anything about that?”
A bright smile appeared on his face like some kind of switch was turned instantly.
“Of course I do. I can’t believe it, finally we’re in again.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about… How about we have dinner now and you tell me everything I should know?”
Said and done. Cahir told me everything about this hunting tradition he got invited to. He told me that every year the families with the highest reputations in Vicovaro get invited to some kind of hunting competition and that sadly over the last few years Cahir and his family couldn’t attend this because every year, different problems occurred. With his father’s sickness and the death of his oldest brother Aillil, every year brought some reason for them to not be able to go hunting but this year, everything was going well and the family finally got invited again. And while the men were out hunting all day, competing to see who would get the biggest loot, the wives would stay in the darn of the host, this year it was Cahir’s family, and prepare the large feast for the evening, which meant that I was invited too.
So some days later we started our journey south to Vicovaro, Cahir’s “real home” as he always called it. With every mile we got closer to his homeland, I could see the excitement in his eyes growing and it was absolutely adorable.
And then we arrived in front of the darn that belonged to his family. It had been a while since we have last been there but now we were finally there again. We got greeted by Cahir’s parents who hugged both of us tightly. I was so happy that they accepted me into their family.
It was already late so we all enjoyed dinner and then Cahir and I headed off to bed. The next morning was when the hunt finally began. Cahir gave me a quick peck “for luck” and then he started going into the woods with his family, all in full armor and carrying the family crest. And while they were gone, I headed into the kitchen where the women of the family of the host and also of the guests would prepare the feast for the return of their men.
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So we were all standing in the kitchen cutting, stirring, mixing, cooking and, of course, talking. This was my first time being part of this tradition so I somehow got to be the center of attention. So many elderly ladies asked me about Cahir, our wedding and our relationship, if I really loved him or if we married for money and status and of course my favorite question: “When are the children coming?” I told these women that Cahir was very busy and that we didn’t want to rush into something we weren’t ready for but in reality, no matter how hard we tried, I couldn’t get pregnant. This was none of the women’s business though so I didn’t want to tell them.
“You do know about the tradition, right?” One of the elderly ladies started. When I only gave her a questioning look she started to explain herself. “It’s been a tradition that after a successful return of the men, their wives would reward them at night. Perhaps you should take this chance to try for a baby?”
When I heard this I accidentally snapped. “This is none of your business. We try for a baby when we’re ready.” After a moment I realized that I was rude. “I’m sorry. I just don’t like talking about such private matters.”
With that I quickly went away. I tried to forget what the woman said but I was curious so I decided to ask one of the sisters of Cahir about this “tradition”.
“Oh yes. It is a tradition of the loving wives to welcome their husbands back home. After the feast the wife asks her husband to take her somewhere private and then the husband picks her up and carries her out of the room.”
I blush at this tradition. Growing up I was taught to never talk about such private and intimate things and this tradition just seemed so inappropriate. So then I was wondering why Cahir didn’t tell me before.
“Perhaps he knew you don’t like such things and didn’t want to make you uncomfortable?” His sister guessed and I just shrugged it off, a little embarrassed.
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In the evening, after countless hours of being annoyed by old women, we finally heard the loud clattering of metal, indicating that the men had returned. We all walked to the entrance and saw Cahir and his family looking rather proud and the other families looking disappointed but not really angry or mad. I ran up to Cahir and hugged him tightly.
“We did it.” He told me. “After so many years we finally got victorious again.”
“I’m so proud of you.” I told him and gave him a small peck on the lips to which he grinned.
“I believe it had something to do with you. You’re my lucky charm.”
“I’m glad you’re back.” I whispered and giggled a little. “Now I don’t have to endure all these old ladies any longer.”
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The evening is joyful, loud, filled with music and good food. And after we all ate so much we almost burst, Cahir took my hand and led me to the dance floor. His movements were elegant and graceful, he has always been a good dancer. We looked at each other lovingly and enjoyed each other’s company and warmth and we swayed to the music. Every now and then Cahir leaned down to kiss my forehead or my nose or to give my lips a little peck and I always had to giggle a little.
“These women are watching us.” I whispered which made him smile a little.
“Can you blame them? We’re by far the sweetest couple and you’re by far the most beautiful lady in all of Vicovaro, oh what am I saying… you’re by far the most beautiful lady on the entire continent. Besides… most of their marriages had nothing to do with love so I imagine it’s exciting for them to see a young couple truly in love.”
I giggle again. “Oh, is that so?” I say teasingly.
“Absolutely. I adore and worship you and I am totally devoted to you. With every day that passes I feel my love and admiration for you growing more and more. With every single minute that passes you get more beautiful and I am so happy to be able to say that your heart belongs to me and that mine belongs to you.”
I started tearing up at his sweet words and pulled him down and kissed him with much more passion and dedication than I normally would have dared when so many others were around. I didn’t care about them, the only thing I cared about was my beloved husband. And then I remembered that tradition so I leaned in close and whispered:
“I know about what we’re supposed to do after this feast… so would you please take me somewhere private, my beloved husband?”
Cahir blushed for a short moment but he picked me up as if he was waiting for me to ask him that. He carried me out of the big dining hall, not being bothered by all the people watching us. He carried me to his childhood bedroom where we spent all night making love, talking, cuddling and enjoying each other’s company. And little did we know that we managed to create a new life in this very night.
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bagheera82 · 5 months
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If you didn't despise the celestial dragons yet, welcome on board.
Celestial dragons = riches of our world.
Saint Garling and his team = politicians.
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blackswaneuroparedux · 11 months
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The closer you are to death, the more alive you feel. It's a wonderful way to live. It's the only way to drive.
- James Hunt
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51kas81 · 9 months
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Stephen Dillane in Alex Rider S02E02 Hunt (2021)
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chao-studios · 9 months
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the search for the "4th" chaos emerald is finally ova! ;D
shaddy: "ahh there it is!" :DDDDD
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shaddy: "but how do i get it?!?" ;d
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shaddy: "it's a ...lil' outta... reach!" >:d (stretches out carefully) @@ (yoink!) >:D
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(insert chaos emerald sound efx here!) shaddy: "ahh i've finally got it!" <3
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shaddy then sits happily wit it in his lap and enjoys his find! <3 ;D
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firstclasssplendor · 4 months
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Supermodel Monique Desiree Taitague
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ultraviolencegaming · 11 months
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God of War Ragnarök (2022) Santa Monica Studio
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lycanemia · 6 months
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cesowi · 11 months
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Jung Woo-sung and Lee Jung-Jae in Hunt (2022) dir. Lee Jung-Jae
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wangmiao · 1 year
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Heo Sung Tae as Jang Chul Sung in HUNT (2022)
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adamofingolstadt · 4 months
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Bloody Snow Stim
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dementia7 · 1 year
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jaybakernyc · 2 years
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Firsts
Jay stopped to catch his breath after he had hung up with Hunter. His jog took less of a toll on him than his anxiety over his new beau. After several seconds he moved up the steps of Hunter’s workplace, New York’s museum of natural history. 
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He couldn’t help but feel disappointed. The honeymoon period had been so short - Jay had already made his first big mistake and their happy bubble had burst already. Tears came to his eyes as he walked into the museum - it wasn’t even that his ego was so bruised by yet another of his mistakes at serious relationships (it already felt serious, in a really good way). What was much more awful was that he’d hurt Hunter. It was the last thing he’d ever want to do and his own heart ached at the idea of causing any more harm to this wonderful man, who had already been through so much.
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The atrium crowds were thick for the holidays and it was overwhelming, especially while he was blurring his vision with tears. So Jay stepped to the side, finding a column to lean on, where he could compose himself more. He texted Hunter his location, then leaned on the cool marble and closed his eyes
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@thehuntison​
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