#large format friday

[matmarrash]

Gatekeeping

Why’s this showing up on your feed? It’s because we need to talk. This is an issue in the large format community, but pervasive among most photography and any technology-based visual arts. I’m talking about gatekeeping. You know the thing where you make other people sharing your hobby feel bad about participating? Yeah it sucks, and if it doesn’t stop, our hobby will. 

Gatekeeping comes in all shapes and sizes, but really seems to thrive in niche communities that celebrate activities and practices that haven’t always been in the mainstream. The more popular the hobby becomes, the harder long-time users will start attacking newcomers as if it’s their job to hold the gate for those truly “worthy” of the title. This isn’t me accusing you, but sharing a decade’s worth of observation. 

There’s other hobbies that I’ve been into longer than photography, and the further I got into them, the more I noticed how toxic some the hardcore fans were. If you don’t know me as a person outside of a screen, it may come to surprise you (or not) that I’m a giant nerd that loves anime, cosplay, and rhythm-based video games. I’ve been into all of these for at least twenty years, and each new platform that fans have migrated to has created larger fan bases, but also larger push-back to that same progress. Of my non-photographic hobbies, anime has got to be the most polarizing of them all. 

Every 5 years or so a new animation will come out of Japan that will set the world of anime ablaze. It will hit a new audience that’s in that target demographic of early to mid teens, and a slew of new fans will discover the wide world of anime fandom. As quickly as new fans can join social media groups and start attending conventions, they’re greeted with the vitriol and outrage of veteran anime watchers quick to dismiss them as “not true fans”. Excited newcomers will share how much they love their new hobby and their new shows while old timers will stop at nothing to make them feel lesser and unwelcome. I noticed this happening when I was in college, again immediately following college, and a couple more iterations since. Admittedly, I was on the wrong side of it the first few times, but once I became a newcomer in photography, my perspective shifted. 

I was a beginner at something again. I had no knowledge, little experience, and I was grasping for ways to feel like a “real” photographer everywhere I looked. All at the same time there was a battle raging as digital photography was taking over the world of film and camera systems from the 20th century were being abandoned at record pace. When I found film photography, there was a rapidly shrinking community, and I was fortunate to have a supportive pair of college professors that fostered my growing interest. One granted me darkroom access, while the other loaned me his 8x10 camera as long as I promised to learn. If I had started by going onto an online forum or social media to ask questions, I definitely would not have made it as far into my photographic journey. 

The lesson here is nobody is picking up these big, heavy cameras and shooting expensive pieces of film just to ruin your hobby for you. More often than not, they’re just interested in this weird type of photography and maybe you should offer a helping hand. At some point you and I were beginners too. If you had a rough go of things, try and make it easier for those that come after. Don’t be someone holding the gate, be like that helpful docent at a museum. If people have questions, use your time, talents, and position to offer guidance and enhance the newcomer’s experience. 

For me personally, that’s why I started the Large Format Friday series.. I had the support and access when starting and am doing my best to make sure I’m extending that to photographers where they are at. Each week hundreds of new folks from around the world stop by to watch a video. Some will click that like and subscribe button,and  a few others will write a comment or question. And a very special group of you find this content helpful enough to become LFF Sustaining Members. Starting at $1/month, your contributions help to keep the content coming here on the channel. To all of you LFF members out there, thank you!

And if you’re still here with me at this point in the post, I have a homework assignment for you. Pay it forward to someone starting out in large format. If you haven’t been shooting for that long, share what you’re up to with friends and answer their questions, no matter how trivial they might seem to you. If you’re comfortable enough with your large format setup that you’re getting bored, reach out to local students or offer assistance to those in your area that want to start shooting. If you’re an old-school large format shooter, is there something maybe the new-school kids haven’t seen? Maybe there’s a need in the market that you can point out or help create a new product to fill? 

Pay-it-forward, be the change you wish to see, and like my buddy Michael Raso says, keep it “Super Positive”. Remember, the longer you stand there keeping the gate, the less time you have to be making pictures! 

#gatekeeping #anime #cosplay #film photography #fpp #large format #large format friday #lff #mat marrash

[velantian]

Come inside, we'll have tea.

#photography #film photography #large format #halloween #friday the 13th #day for night #black and white

[amnhnyc]

It’s a bird! It’s a plane! It’s… a dinosaur? Nope to all of the above. This Fossil Friday, let’s talk about pterosaurs—the first animals with bones to evolve powered flight. Though they were related to dinosaurs, pterosaurs evolved on a separate branch of the reptile family tree. They ruled the skies for more than 150 million years, evolving into dozens of different species. Some were as small as a paper airplane while others, like Pteranodon pictured here in the Museum's Hall of Late Dinosaurs circa 1940-1960, had a wingspan of more than 20 ft (6 m).

Along with other large pterosaurs, Pteranodon longiceps was first discovered in western Kansas, near a chalk formation called Monument Rocks. Today the region is dry, but at the time this species lived, about 85 million years ago, central North America was covered by a seaway. This large pterosaur likely spent its days flying over the sea. Unlike early species of pterosaurs, Pteranodon and many other Cretaceous-era species didn’t have any teeth. In fact, its genus name means “winged and toothless,” while the second name, longiceps, means “long-headed.”

Today, you can find Pteranodon in the Hall of Vertebrate Origins. We're open daily from 10 am-5:30 pm! Plan your visit.

Photo: Image no. ptc-217 © AMNH Library

#science #amnh #museum #dinosaur #fossil #nature #natural history #paleontology #animals #pterosaur #reptile #did you know #fact of the day #ancient animals #prehistoric animals #vertebrates #fossil friday #pteranodon #archives #flashback friday

[mineralsrocksandfossiltalks]

FOSSIL FRIDAY: CERATOSAURUS

Ceratosaurus, the "horned lizard" is probably one of the coolest dinosaurs discovered. It was described by Othniel Charles Marsh based on a nearly complete specimen from Garden Park, Colorado.

It is one of four large theropods in the Morrison Formation of the U.S. and the Lourina Formation of Portugal. There is currently only one accepted species: Ceratosaurus nasicornis.

Allosaurus, Torvosaurus and Ceratosaurus at the BYU Museum of Paleontology.

Ceratosaurus is a medium-sized theropod. The type specimen is about 17 ft (5.3 m) long but other specimens indicate it could get more than 20 ft long. It is characterized by deep jaws that supported proportionally long, blade-like teeth, a prominent, ridge-like nasal crest, and a pair of crests over the eyes making it appear very dragon-like.

It had fairly short arms especially compared to its contemporary rivals. Each hand had four fingers with the three larger ones sporting a claw.

It also had a row of osteoderms that ran down it's neck, back and tail.

It is thought that Ceratosaurus was a solitary hunter. None have ever been found in close proximity to another. In a paper written by Donald M. Henderson in 1998, he stated that Ceratosaurus' taller skull indicated a resistance to bending. Its long, broad teeth would present increased frictional resistance to penetration due to increased surface area.

It had powerful adductor muscles that would increase the overall stresses on the entire skull. Having a deeper skull would relieve that by increasing the flexural rigidity and thus the strength. Think pit bull or hyena.

Ceratosaurus is only represented by a handful of specimens, far more common than Torvosaurus but still much less common than Allosaurus. There are two ideas floating around about why this is. One, there simply weren't as many of them. Two, it preferred a habitat that just didn't preserve fossils as well. Whatever the case may be, I hope that we can help answer some of these questions with the potential specimen we found at the Evil Tree Bonebed.

Possible Ceratosaur ischium (and it's a whopper for size).

Want to help recover the Ceratosaurus? Then come join us this summer at Colorado Northwestern Community College! Check out the link for more info. Hope to see you there!

#paleontology #dinosaur #fossils #fun facts #ceratosaurus #summer 2024 #fieldwork #fossil friday

[rafesgoldrings]

currently still thinking about cowboy!rafe lmaoo you made him SOOO DREAMY I CANT

may we please get some fluffy/flirty moments with him?

I’m going to kind of just include multiple moments because I like this format a little better for this concept

When you agreed to be his girlfriend that night, he already knew what he was going to do. You’d walked into work that day expecting the usual ‘mornin darlin’, assuming he didn’t want to draw any attention to the two of you. But instead, he pulled you into a dip kiss, supporting your back as you balanced on one leg and wrapped your arms around his neck. You could hear your fellow ranch hands whistling and hollering at the two of you when he pulled you back to both feet. A wide smile of your face as he yelled a proud “This pretty girl is mine fellas!” flashing you a pearly smile and letting you get to work

He started buying you jeans that he knew would hug your curves perfectly, he insisted it was because you just needed some jeans that could stand the wear and tear, but the gaze on your ass at all times said different. Each time you’d bend over to grab a stack of hay, or reach down to grab a bag of feed when he was around? You’d be met with a slap on the ass and a cheeky smirk on Rafe’s face. “ ‘M sorry sweetheart, just can’t help myself round ya is all, too gorgeous” you’d roll your eyes playfully and get back to the task at hand, swaying your hips dramatically and laughing at the groan he let out

You could keep things professional most of the time when you worked. After all, you got to go home with him almost every night and be as unprofessional as you wanted. But the way he was swinging his lasso around to rope in the new herd of cattle was really doing something to you. You’d be leaning against the bars, thighs slightly clenching at the way he used the rope so perfectly. He was putting on a show for you, flexing every possible muscle he could and smirking in your direction every so often while still focusing on the herd. Once he’d successfully roped them all in, he’d walk over to you and tip his hat, giving you a small kiss. You’d reach over and pull his hat off, placing it on your head and giving him a devilish grin. “Cowboy hat rule still apply for your girlfriend Cameron?” swaying your hips as you walked to his office. “You’re killin me darlin, absolutely killin me” he’d mutter, following you into his office and locking the door.

At the end of a long day, he’d occasionally stay a bit longer wanting to make sure everything was in order before he went home. You never questioned why he’d been staying late the last few days, he was in charge of the place and it wasn’t that uncommon. But what you didn’t know, was that he’d been preparing a moonlit dinner place for the two of you. He had a secret spot his mom used to take him to as a child that was at the end of a nearby trail, he’d put a small projector down and a large blanket, put up strings of fairy lights, took his comfiest pillows. He asked you to stay with him that Friday night and you of course agreed, happy to give him the extra help if he needed. “Do ya trust me?” you of course nodded, he smiled and walked over to the stalls with the horses, walking out with his horse that nobody was even allowed to touch. He climbed up, offering you his hand and pulling you up with him, arms wrapping around his waist as you began moving. The sky full of twinkling stars setting a romantic mood, he told you to close your eyes right before you got to the place so you did. The horse came to a stop, Rafe tying him up to the tree, before jumping off and grabbing hold of your waist to help you down. His hands covered your eyes as he guided you to the blanket, finally uncovering them and telling you to look. A loud gasp falling from your lips at the setup. “Do ya uh, ya like it?” his hand nervously rubbed the back of his neck, worried he didn’t do a good enough job. “I love it Rafe, thank you” wrapping your arms around his neck and deeply kissing him. You’d both sit down, spending the rest of the night enjoying the stars and each others company.

(And finally) Everyone knew you were dating, it wasn’t a secret. They’d seen you kiss and grab on the other when you were free, but nothing more. You could usually keep it professional until you got home, but today you were both far too needy for the others touch and snuck into his office for a quick fuck. You thought Rafe locked the door, he thought you did, and so when one of the older ranch hands opened the door to find your pants around your ankles and you bent over the desk? Safe to say you were both shocked, he quickly shielded you with his body to the best of his ability as the guy apologized and quickly turned around to let you get dressed. You’d pull your pants on urgently and quickly leave the office, Rafe watching with a small smirk as the man turned around and avoided eye contact. He’d just have to make it up to you later…

#rafe cameron #rafe cameron blurb #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron x reader #cowboy!rafe cameron

[oliviax727]

Physics Friday #4: WTF is Dark Energy/Dark Matter? (Part 2)

Important Note: 50 people is a lot! (well after I blocked all the bots it was under that). And I never expected it to grow so quickly. But also I've noticed that a lot of people move in and out of following this blog. And I think one reason is because some people just want to see the physics/maths/astronomy instead of that plus random shitposts.

So what I'm going to do, is for all future posts like this, put this in a second blog to separate it from this one. And every time I post to that one I'll re-blog it here so that there's space for those who just like to see science-y stuff.

The second blog is @oliviabutsmart.

Preamble

Education level: High School (Y9/10)

Topic: Cosmology, Particle Physics (Astronomy)

This is the second part of three to the Dark Energy vs. Dark Matter post. In this part, I'm going to cover the possible ideas behind what dark matter is.

From the last part, what you need to know is that:

Dark matter and dark energy are completely different things, they're both dark because we can't see it

When we look at galaxies and orbits, what we expect is that most of the mass is concentrated in the centre (galactic bulge)

What we actually end up seeing is that there's a lot more stuff in the outer reaches of the galaxy, and we can't see any of it

This hidden matter, called 'dark matter' is what we have to use to correct our equations

Introduction: The chad MACHO vs. the virgin WIMP

Now unlike what this tile says, I don't actually think that MACHOs are better, it's just a play on- .... you know what I mean.

So, given what we know, we need to find a source for this hidden matter. The best place to start is to take a look at what we do know about dark matter:

It doesn't interact with the electromagnetic force (or if it does, it's very rare) - this allows it to appear as 'invisible'

It does have mass - as it affects the motion of stuff in galaxies

It needs to be plentiful outside of galaxies

It generally doesn't interact with other forms of matter

So now we have three different candidate groups for dark matter:

Weakly-interacting particles, including WIMPs (weakly interacting massive particles)

Really big objects that happen to not radiate a lot (also known as MACHOs)

Modified theories of gravity on the large scale

We also need to worry about the way in which this matter is produced. Which is where the cold-warm-hot metric is introduced. It has less to do with temperature and more with speed, particularly in the early universe (see free streaming length for more details - I'm oversimplifying).

What's important is what this "free streaming length" does. Larger lengths corresponds to the formation of larger structures first, then smaller internal structures later.

A cold dark matter model corresponds to dark matter with a small speed in the early universe. In the current day, we think that this is the best model - as it allows for the formation of galaxies first, then clusters of galaxies later - something that we have observed.

Hot dark matter is on the higher end of the speed spectrum and is more equivalent to the formation of big super-galactic sponges before the individual galaxies appear.

The Jocks of the Galaxies: MACHOs

A MACHO is also known as a MAssive Compact Halo Object

Massive - it's heavy Compact - "self-contained" in a way, it doesn't interfere with stars and it doesn't radiate much Halo - it exists in the galaxy's "Halo", a region surrounding the galaxy

Small or Primordial Black Holes

The immediate thought, right of the bat, is to think of a black hole. I mean, it's heavy, and it sucks up literally everything. You may object because of hawking radiation but it's very difficult to see that. So what we get is effectively no radiation.

The problem comes with the fact that it's heavy. Where are you going to get all of this stuff into one place? And won't you be able to detect the effects of these objects on star systems?

The early universe was small, really small, and there was a lot of stuff all compacted into this area. Is it not possible that portions of space end up "pinched" and turn into black holes? Well, maybe!

These black holes from the early universe continue on into the modern day to form the dark, unseeable 'mass' on galaxies.

The problems come with hawking radiation (and not because of the aforementioned radiating) ... black holes naturally emit radiation. A topic I may cover in more detail in a future post. But for now, because of this radiation, black holes actually shrink in size over time and eventually disappear.

This puts a lower bound on how small a primordial black hole can be. As any smaller black holes would've popped out of existence by now.

We could also opt for using smaller black holes that formed more recently, but that also comes with the initial issue of how do we make them?

Red Dwarfs, Brown Dwarfs, Black Dwarfs, or Rouge Planets

Often stars don't go out with a bang. In fact, it's more likely that they simply fizzle out. Black dwarfs are what results from this. And because of it they're just dark solid spheres of material.

Some stars are just small and dim. Red dwarfs are incredibly, INCREDIBLY common in our galaxy. It might be possible that we don't see them because they are so dim.

Some stars don't even form, they just don't ignite. These failed stars turn into brown dwarfs. They are unusually large gas giants with a faint glow.

Some planets get knocked out of their system - for any reason. These planets, without light, wander the galaxy alone.

These four objects, are large, dark, and too small to really interact with anything. And it might be the case that these rouge objects are more common than we think! Enough to account for the missing mass.

The issue is just how we are able to find them so far out of the reaches of the galaxy. Hypothetically, we could say that because of the lack of abundant gas in the outer reaches we end up with failed or dim stars.

Dark Stars

This is both the most interesting candidate for dark matter, and also the least documented. Primarily because we're talking about objects made of shit we haven't even seen.

Dark stars come in two varieties, ones made of dark energy, ones made of dark matter.

Dark energy stars are effectively legacy candidates of black holes, that the dark energy in the universe 'pinches' like in our primordial black hole scenario.

Dark matter stars require us having some sort of particle concentrated in a star-like object. It is of course, a strange idea, and it additionally requires the existence of small particles contributing to dark matter.

There's actually a good PBS Space Time video on this. And I recommend you watch it as I do not have the chops to understand this stuff: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zUhOL38346Y

The Little Nerds: WIMPs, WISPs, and other particles

The easiest (and most likely) answer is that we're looking for some sort of small particle somewhere in the universe in big concentration.

The core idea is of the WIMP, a very large particle (large being relative i.e. as heavy as maybe an atom), which doesn't interact much.

We want larger particles because, well, then we can have less than them. It's easier to explain that then having particles that are incredibly numerous.

But there's also another type of candidate: WISPs. The S stands for slender. Maybe we don't actually require massive particles, maybe we can have a particle that doesn't interact with stuff. That in order to interact with it you have to be really close to it and so you just don't end up interacting with it.

Neutrinos

Neutrinos are the most obvious candidate. Because we already know they exist. And we know where they are produced.

Every time you undergo nuclear fusion, you actually produce neutrinos as a bi-product. When you have collapsing and exploding stars, this neutrino radiation becomes so numerous it could fry you.

The benefit of neutrinos is that they only interact via the weak force, which only operates when you're really close to the neutrino. This makes neutrinos a type of WISP.

So why do we not declare that this is dark matter? The issue is that neutrinos are hot dark matter. So if they made up dark matter it wouldn't fit with what we see when we look outside.

We could go for a new, yet similar particle, the sterile neutrino. However we end up falling into the same pattern of needing to find an undiscovered particle.

The Axion

Axions are a hypothetical WISP particle that interacts using either the strong force or the electromagnetic force. They are our best traditional candidate for dark matter. A particle that does exactly what we want it to do.

It's sort of like the "string theory" of dark matter candidates, the cleanest looking idea which we still don't have good evidence for.

Strangelets

Strangelets are particles containing the strange quark. They are candidates for dark matter because they fall more into the WIMP class than anything else.

The scary consequence of these particles is that they become more stable with more particles, so they could effectively turn other matter into strange quarks until an entire planet or star is consumed by them.

Fuzzy Dark Matter

Sometimes when you need a big particle, you actually should look for a small one. Fuzzy dark matter basically hypothesises that there are particles that are incredibly light, allowing them to form wavy fields of stuff that contributes to the mass of galaxies.

Quantum Weirdness and SUSY

SUSY, or supersymmetry, is a foundational component of string theory that states that force is directly translatable to mass. That for every fermion particle type, there exists an equivalent particle that acts as a boson. And every boson, there is an equivalent fermion.

You don't need to worry about the difference between bosons and fermions outside of that they are force carrying, and normal particles respectively.

SUSY, and other weird quantum effects are additionally proposed candidates to dark matter, as they can generate new and weird particles or forces that might contribute to the missing mass. But also, they have had a bad reputation in more recent years for returning negative results.

What if Gravity is Just Wrong?

So this is our last category. Forget the large black holes and the tiny new particles, maybe gravity is just wrong! That we got general relativity right on the scales of planets and stars, but not at all when it comes to larger masses like galaxies and clusters.

Modified Newtonian Gravity

Modified newtonian gravity, or MOND, is the idea that, when acceleration is low enough, the motion of particles stop following the rules dictated by newton's laws. Specifically becoming F=ma^2 instead of F=ma.

This, however, implies that ALL of newtonian mechanics becomes affected by this change, so it's often proposed that this modified newton's law affects only gravity compared to other forces like electromagnetism.

We can also develop this idea into our more fundamental understanding of gravity, General Relativity. Using what's known as Tensor-Vector-Scalar gravity.

The problem is that this is a pretty big change to make. Disproving gravity - it sounds less like a sound theory and more like a conspiracy theory. But of course, that's how we would've treated previous theories of gravity when they first came out.

Another problem is that the current proposed MOND theory still requires the existence of some form of dark matter MACHO or particle.

Entropic Gravity

Entropic gravity is another interesting theory, especially because it also acts as a theory of quantum gravity (i.e. solving the biggest problem in all of physics).

Basically, gravity actually doesn't exist, but is instead a cumulative effect of quantum disorder. Emerging in the same way that temperature emerges from the second law of thermodynamics.

This helps us solve the dark matter problem by demonstrating that gravity changes as we scale things up. Similar to how temperature looks different if we were, say, looking at whizzing atoms in a box compared to a warm block of metal. And MOND theories end up emerging if we extend the scales beyond that of stars and planets.

Yet, the problem still remains, that this requires us disprove the existence of gravity. It would take quite a lot to try and do that. Including accounting for how we get from the probabilistic world of the quantum to the tangible normal world.

Conclusion: So ... Which one is right?

Short Answer: None

We don't really have enough experimental evidence to prove any of these to be the true source of dark matter, or even a combination of different sources. There is experimental data of course, we've been looking for ages. But a lot these experiments either don't give conclusive results or just limit the possible ranges of their properties.

The search for dark matter is ongoing, and is still certainly under the works. It's one of the biggest unsolved mysteries in physics, and just like other theories, the ideas we come up with just end up getting disproven or are too hard to prove to begin with.

This post was a whopper! It took a lot more research and reading to wrap my head around all of the different concepts, as it is just beyond my area of knowledge. But hopefully, I at least explained it well enough for y'all to understand.

As always, feedback is much appreciated. I know I didn't cover things in too much detail, but what can you do when there's so many proposals. I more wanted to talk about the general base ideas of each one instead of getting into the nitty-gritty for a few.

Next week I'll focus on something related to computer science, and finally the week after that, cap things off with a discussion on what Dark Matter is!

#astronomy #physics #physics friday #dark matter #astrophysics #academics #stemblr #stem

[closets-closet]

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley Head Cannon.

Okay, so it’s been years since i’ve done one of these, but i’m hoping for the best. It’s going to go in a specific order.

- Head Cannon Background

- Head Cannon

- Short Story featuring head cannon

I definitely want to do more of these as I really wanna get back into writing and the COD brain rot is BAD right now. So lemme know if there’s any Head Cannons for other COD characters and I’ll write something up🫡🤍

(Also I haven’t used Tumblr in a hot minute so i apologize if its formatted weird, and for any typos, i have long nails right now and Auto Correct can’t save us all)

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I’ve got the feeling that Ghost/Simon smokes cheap cigarettes. Like after everything that happened to him in his younger years he picked it up and at the time all he could afford were some Lucky Strikes from the convenience store down the way.

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So hear me out… Simon always smells like cigarettes. It mixes well the smell of gunpowder and sweat that lingers on his skin. The smell makes him recognizable, it makes him stick out from his teammates. Also feel like he definitely keeps a pack in the breast pocket of his uniform or in one of the pockets of his pants.

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You get off work after a long day, You find yourself sitting in your closest local bar. Martini glass pressed between your fingers. The bar is loud, and packed, not surprising considering it’s a friday night. You stick out like a sore thumb, pencil skirt from work and blazer that does you no justice. The bar only gets louder when a group of men walk in, they’re large, and they stand out. Not one particularly catches your eye untill you see the bigger guy in the back, ushering them into the bar. He’s tall, his facial features obscured by a black balaclava that only allows for you to see his eyes which see directly through you. You face back towards your half-empty martini glass the olive looking lonely at the bottom. As your eyes burn holes into the wood bar top your senses are flooded with a smell, a smell that brings you relief from the smell of beer, and other liquors that are being poured and thrown back by college kids and young adults looking to get the edge off. It smells of charcoal, gunpowder and the pungent smell of cigarettes. You tilt your head to the side trying to get a look at who it could be when your eyes lock with the man’s from before, his balaclava pulled up to his nose as he takes a sip from a rocks glasses filled with whisky. Your eyes burn into his and you can’t help but stare. You’re intrigued, dangerously so, and little do you know, he is as well.

#cod modern warfare #simon ghost riley #simon ghost x reader #ghost #call of duty #cod mw2 #barking #its been so long #why am i like this #headcanon #i need him #so badly #tehee :3

[bigfrozenfan-fanfics]

Chapter 77 - Mari's burden

Links: Chapter overview, Character list, Map, Glossar Rating: M over all Publishing cycle: around every 2-3 weeks

Remarks: all my chapters contain carefully selected music tracks (try to use headphones). It’s your own decision if you want to use them or not while reading. The purpose is to musically support the respective mood of the plot. If you can please use a browser for reading (not the Tumblr app) due to the text formatting and music.

While Elin was still sleeping soundly in her new cot, holding her doll close to her, Halima and Mattias set off for the orphanage. They had told her the previous evening that they would both be out of the house for about two hours in the morning and then go to school together. At least if Elin finally agreed. But the little girl was overjoyed with her new room and had hugged them both tightly after looking around and curiously touching many of the things here.

          As usual, a few children were playing outside the orphanage when the general entered with his fiancée, who was hitched to him, and headed straight for the matron's office. Liv was sitting at her desk, engrossed in reading some documents.

          Mattias cleared his throat discreetly after they had both stood there waiting for a few seconds. Liv raised her head and smiled at them.

          “Hello, Halima … General Mattias. I wasn't expecting you two today and thought you might be coming to story time with Elin on Friday.”

          “Hello, Liv,” Halima began, “We're here because there's news—,” “—and we want to sign the adoption documents,” Mattias continued. “Good morning, Liv.”

          Liv looked a little surprised at first, but then smiled again, this time beaming with joy.

          “I knew you'd love the little one from the start, but please have a seat.” Liv made an inviting gesture to the two chairs in front of her table. “I'm so glad that you want to adopt her now and, as I've already heard in town, you've become very good new parents for her and Elin feels very comfortable with you.”

          “Yes, indeed she does. Even in the bakery, people ask me about her from time to time and what nice things I'm planning to do with her that day. Mr. Oddvar is always happy to see her when she comes to his library with Olaf.”

          Then Halima began to talk about everything she had already discussed with Mattias and that they were going to visit the school with her today.

          “Oh, I'm sure she'll feel very comfortable there soon, you two shouldn't worry about that. But I hope the first impression today will make Elin curious and she'll agree,” Liv replied.

          “We hope so too, but we think this step is simply necessary now and we both, Destin and I, have to work during the day,” Halima explained. “Once she's settled in and maybe even made some new friends, things will be a lot easier for all of us.”

          Liv nodded, “That's true, especially after you two get married. Has the date been set yet?”

          Halima and Mattias looked at each other and he took her hand. “Next year, Liv, after the queen's official wedding. Maybe a week or so after that. We'll see … won't you, darling?”

          “I wish you the best of luck! Now, shall we all get down to business and sign the document?”

~~~

When they both returned to Halima's house, Elin was already awake, sitting outside on the steps to the open front door and taking a hearty bite of a large apple.

          “Hello, Elin, here we are again,” Halima called, waving, and the little girl immediately got up to run towards her.

          “And we have very good news, Elin,” Mattias added as Halima hugged her, waving a sheet of parchment in front of her.

          Elin looked up. “What is it?”

          “We became your new parents this morning when we signed the adoption contract at Liv's earlier,” Mattias replied, “and it's official, little one!”

          Halima knelt down in front of Elin and looked her lovingly in the eyes. “Hello, my dear and clever daughter, you can finally call us Mama and Papa!”

          Elin's face lit up and Halima gave her a kiss on the cheek. When Mattias knelt down and stroked her hair tenderly, the girl hugged them both.

          “I'm so happy…” She looked them both lovingly in the eyes in turn. “… Mama and Papa!”

~~~

On the way to the harbour, Elin ate the rest of the apple and looked at her mother, wondering what she should do with the rest. She didn't dare just throw the apple core on the street, because the little girl hadn't missed the fact that the whole town was always so clean and, apart from horse manure, there was never anything lying around.

          “Give me that, Elin, we can throw the rest of the apple in the grass over there, I'm sure it will rot very quickly. But you took good care, I'm proud of you,” said Halima.

          “Who actually cleans up everything that the horses drop?” asked Elin as she placed the core house in her open hand.

          “There are people whose job it is to keep everything in the city clean,” she replied. “Every morning, these people drive through the streets with a cart and collect these horse apples. That's what the previous king and queen decided back then.”

          “Horses … apples?” Elin asked in astonishment.

          “Agnarr ordered that back then, Halima?” asked Mattias afterwards.

          “The horses' manure is called that, my dear Elin. By the way, even I sometimes collect it from the street as fertiliser for my cold frames in the garden,” she replied, leaning down to Elin with a smile, then turned to Mattias, “I think that was more Queen Iduna's decision, Destin. ”

          They both nodded thoughtfully.

          Then they reached the junction to the school and could already hear the laughter of the children playing on the small arched bridge, trying to catch a fish with a thin rope and a hook. They didn't pay any attention to Elin, they were so busy, but Elin watched the children playing all the more. She looked at them curiously as they walked past until they entered the classroom.

          The teacher was sitting at her desk in front of a large blackboard on the wall behind her and there were low tables with a chair in front of them all around the room. On each one were a few books, sheets of paper and writing utensils. On the walls were colourful drawings and various other illustrations. Elin looked around curiously and leafed through one of these books while her parents went to the teacher and spoke to her.

          “Elin, will you come here? The teacher would like to meet you,” Halima called out after a while.

          Elin closed the book and walked slowly to the front. She and the teacher, who was still quite young and pretty too, as Elin thought, looked at each other curiously until the girl stopped in front of the table.

          “Hello, Elin, I'm Mrs Halverson and I'm the teacher at this school,” she greeted and Elin returned a somewhat shy 'hello'.

          Mrs Halverson smiled and said, “You don't need to be afraid, Elin. Your adoptive parents told me you came from the orphanage and would like to go to school? Well, I'm very happy about that and I'm sure the other children will be too, when they have a new playmate and can learn together with her. At the moment there's a break before lessons start, but of course you don't have to decide straight away. Or you could just sit over there by the window and listen to everything. Well, what do you think?”

          Elin didn't say anything back and instead looked up questioningly at Halima, who put a hand on her shoulder encouragingly. “Answer the teacher yourself, Elin.”

          “Well … I'm curious, but I'd like my parents to stay there too. Is that possible?”

          “Well, normally parents aren't allowed to be here during lessons, Elin. Hmm … Could you leave us alone for a few minutes? You can go outside and watch the other children while we talk, yes?”

          Elin nodded and strolled towards the entrance.

          When she was gone, Mrs Halverson asked about her background, her age and whether she could read and write. Halima and Mattias took it in turns to tell her everything in brief, as they didn't want to keep the little girl waiting too long. Besides, the lesson would start in a quarter of an hour. Mrs Halverson was moved by Elin's story and promised to take good care of her if she became her new pupil.

          Halima then brought the girl back and teacher Halverson suggested that she should sit at the last table by the window. From there, she would certainly get a better impression of everything if she simply pretended to be part of the class. Mrs Halverson would explain it to the students and was very curious to see everyone's reactions.

          When Elin had taken her seat, Halima and Mattias stood next to her for a moment before they were about to leave.

          “Elin, we'll stay close by and have a coffee at Oakens near the harbour. Afterwards, we'll pick you up again in an hour or so, all right? You really don't need to be afraid if you're here on your own for a while. I'm sure it will be very interesting and you don't have to take part in the lessons yourself yet, just watch and listen,” said Halima

          “But you have to promise me one thing, my little girl,” Mattias added and laughed. “Try to have fun!”

          Elin nodded several times, said “I will!” and waved to them as they disappeared through the entrance. Shortly afterwards, a bell rang somewhere and one by one many children poured in. They all eyed the new pupil curiously before sitting down at their desks after greeting the teacher and opening the chapter in their books announced by Mrs Halverson. Elin also had one on her table and followed the example of the others.

          And so began Elin's first trial school day.

~~~

Kristoff enjoyed the voyage on the Draba, especially looking after Sven, who was a little nervous about taking a long sea voyage on rough seas for the first time. Kristoff wondered what Anna was doing right now, and he bet that with winter approaching and the annual events in Arendelle at this time of year, she might be planning the upcoming competitions in the capital. He thought back to his ice carving competition with Anna and Elsa, and then a brilliant idea suddenly came to his mind as he remembered his conversation with Anna under the old willow tree before they unleashed their deepest passion.

          She had told him what King Agnarr did to propose to his loved girl, Iduna, presenting her with a self-carved love spoon. Kristoff was a little sad because he had missed the opportunity to do the same for Anna because of the emergency wedding a few days ago. It was a little late, of course, but as a special gift it would still make Anna very happy; he thought, so better late than never. He could carve it now, here on the ship, right now!

          He grinned. All he needed now was a piece of wood and that was certainly available from one of the carpenters here on the ship. He had his jackknife in his boot and two days at sea should be enough to make the spoon. Actually, twice as many days, because the return journey was still ahead of him; he corrected himself.

          “Sven, I'm just going below deck to see one of the carpenters. I've just had a great idea for a present for Anna. I'll be right back.”

          Sven looked after him and then put his head back on his front legs to continue dozing.

          The carpenter was a little taken aback by Kristoff's desire, but he couldn't refuse His Highness such a request. So he sawed off a suitably large piece from one of the spare beams intended for the mizzen boom and handed it to Kristoff.

          Back on deck, Kristoff visualised the shape and immediately began to carve the first rough outlines on the wood. Not so easy when you've never done anything like this before; he mused, but he was confident and preferred to work slowly and accurately.

          Kristoff was so focussed on his work that he didn't even notice the tip of his tongue playing at the corner of his mouth, causing one of the sailors walking past to grin broadly.

~~~

At the same time, on an Arendelle road …

          Elsa, Anna and Mari were sitting in a royal carriage on the way to the royal Summerhus, where the two sisters had spent many summers with their parents when they were young. It was Anna who had made the suggestion and Elsa had enthusiastically agreed. Mari was to be one of the few people outside the royal family ever to be invited there today and she was very honoured accordingly.

          “We've never picked mushrooms there before, but if my memory serves me right, the woods there were full of them,” Anna said, explaining her choice of picking location.

          “Yes, I think you're right. Mama and Papa have certainly collected mushrooms there too, I'm almost sure of it,” said Elsa, trying to remember how they used to play explorers with Anna in the big forest, at some point convinced they were lost and then climbed a tree to find their bearings. In the end, they saw their parents sitting in the grass of a large meadow just a stone's throw away, having a picnic. Elsa had to giggle as she recalled this scene.

          “What are you laughing about?” asked Anna, “I want to be able to laugh with you.”

          Elsa told her and Anna grinned. “Oh yes, it was funny how surprised we were back then, thinking we'd never find our way back.”

          “I was afraid that our parents would be angry with us if they had to look for us.”

          “Maybe even in the middle of the night,” Anna imagined and Elsa nodded.

          Mari hadn't said much so far and the sisters realised this almost simultaneously. They both looked at her, who was looking out of the carriage window opposite them, but her gaze revealed that she wasn't looking at the passing scenery, but seemed to be somewhere else entirely, thinking about something that was perturbing her a lot.

          “Are you all right, Mari? You look so … I don't know … almost scared?” Anna asked, raising an eyebrow in surprise.

          Mari's head jerked to the side and she looked clearly caught off guard.

          Now Elsa was worried too. “You do have something, Mari,” she said with her eyebrows furrowed and leant forward a little. “It's plain to see.”

          Mari looked at them both in turn and then sighed, “Yes, it's true. I'm actually very worried and even very terrified about it.”

          “What is it that worries you so much?” Elsa asked curiously and Anna added, “Is there anything we can do to help?”

          “I don't think so and that really annoys me, because I'm probably all alone with this problem and no one is able to help me out of it. A miracle would have to happen!”

          “So now you've really unsettled us both. Do you want to talk about it or at least hint at what it's all about?” Elsa asked with a worried undertone and gently placed a hand on Mari's knee opposite her.

          She looked at her seriously, determined to help in whatever way she could, because Mari was a good friend to both of them. Anna in particular was very close to her, who now had an equally serious expression on her face and, listening attentively, waited for Mari's explanation.

          “All right … I'll tell you, but please take this seriously, because that's what it is for me and it really isn't a joke.” Mari had to swallow before she continued with quivering lips. “Father wants me to…,” she had to pause for a moment because her emotions were starting to boil up again. She took a deep breath and then spilled the beans. “Father wants to marry me off … to some prince or other profitable suitor.”

          “Wait, what?” Anna blurted out, completely taken aback, and Elsa's mouth fell open.

          “Yes, it's true. As princess, I am the heir to the throne and therefore obliged to act for the good of the kingdom and … its profit,” she spat out the last word, “to take a prince from another kingdom as my husband. Father is firmly convinced that Vesterland needs a male heir to the throne after me. And I … shall bear him.”

          The sisters were too perplexed and shocked to answer immediately. Instead, they could only stare at Mari.

          “Does she really have to, Elsa?” Anna asked, looking helplessly at her sister.

          “I don't know, Anna, I'd say other kingdoms, other rules … maybe.”

          “But that's so unfair,” said Anna, shaking her head in a tone of conviction.

          “Yes, exactly, I think so too, Anna! Just because Father thinks he can decide that just like that … without any warning. We're not living in the days of the founding fathers, are we?” Mari replied, a tear rolling down her cheek.

          Anna immediately sat down next to her, gave her a comforting hug and looked over at Elsa. “There just has to be a solution, doesn't there, sis?”

          “Who does your father have in mind? Which prince from which kingdom?” Elsa asked instead.

          “I don't know his name and I don't know what he looks like. All I know is that it's probably a powerful kingdom and he's one of thirteen heirs,” Mari replied.

          The sisters froze and Mari could feel it clearly in Anna's suddenly tense hand on her shoulder. Mari looked at her shocked face.

          “What…?” she asked.

          “The southern isles … a Westergaard!” Anna then blurted out. “Oh my God!”

          Elsa's features had hardened at Mari's revelation and she pinched her lips together until they were just a line.

          “We will seek and find a solution, Mari, be sure! Having a Westergaard prince in the immediate vicinity of Arendelle as the new king of Vesterland is simply unacceptable! We have a say in that too,” said Elsa quietly, but with deep conviction.

          “If it's Hans, then even more so …,” Anna murmured quietly with her head bowed.

          “Hans? You know one of them, Anna?” Mari asked in astonishment, wiping a tear from her face.

          “Oh yes, Mari, we both know him. Four and a half years ago, he wanted to kill us and take the throne of Arendelle by himself!” Elsa replied angrily.

          “He almost succeeded,” added Anna.

          “Hans was thrown into the brig of the next ship after his failed coup and banished from Arendelle. Since then, we have severed all trade relations with the southern isles. Perhaps I should have let him freeze into a block of ice back then …”

          “But then there would have been war, sis. No matter what he tried to do to us,” Anna replied and Elsa nodded.

          Mari had looked open-mouthed at both of them in turn and was more than just amazed at how much the sisters had to say about it and what a terrible experience they'd had.

          “You can't trust a Westergaard, Mari, and we'll do everything in our power to convince your father and put a little pressure on him if necessary. But either way, I hope there is another way to convince King Jonas not to inflict such a fate on you. I'll look into it and investigate as soon as we get back to the castle tonight. I promise, Mari!”

          “And I'll help you with that, Elsa,” Anna said firmly, planting a fist in her side.

          “Thank you both. But now tell me what happened back then. I want to know everything!” said Mari and grabbed the sisters' hands.

~~~

As promised, Mattias and Halima picked Elin up from school an hour later.

          “So, how was the class, little girl? Did you like it?” asked Mattias, after taking one of Elin's hands and Halima's other to walk the girl home between them.

          “Yes, it was very interesting and I had a lot of fun. The other children have … homework from Miss Halverson and they have to draw a picture at home until next time.”

          “Oh, that makes me very happy, Elin,” Halima said with a smile and gave Mattias a meaningful sideways glance. “What kind of picture do you want it to be?”

          “How we imagine the future. I also got a note for you from the teacher,” Elin replied, briefly letting go of her new dad's hand and pulling a folded piece of paper out of the sleeve of her dress to give to Halima. She then took Mattia's hand again and smiled. “I want you to get me some things.”

          “Wait, does that mean you've decided to go to school now?” he asked in amazement.

          “Yes, I think so. The other children have been friendly to me too and some around me have even whispered curious questions to me during lessons about who I am and stuff.”

          Halima smiled broadly and Mattias nodded in approval. “See, I told you, it's all half as bad. I'm happy for you.”

          “And so am I,” Halima added and they both felt the girl's handshake increase in wordless acknowledgement, while Elin again made little leaps of joy between them.

~~~

Once everyone was home, they explained to the girl that they both had to work now, but would be back in the late afternoon. At least Halima would. Mattias reckoned it would be a longer day, but promised to be back for dinner at the latest.

          Elin had no problem with this and hurried to her room to start on the mentioned painting straight away.

          Halima and Mattias briefly discussed who would get the school supplies on the note and then they said goodbye with a kiss and a happy hug over Elin's decision.

          While Halima made a small diversions to run errands before starting her workday at Hudson's Hearth, Mattias headed to the castle. Today he wanted to organise the arrests of the three war criminals. He hoped that they had not yet suspected anything and that the witness was safe, as Fabian had assured him.

          They'll make eyes at him, he thought to himself as he crossed the castle bridge.

          Shortly afterwards, Captain Einar was briefed and three teams of guards were formed to arrest all three simultaneously if possible. One of them was to find out the whereabouts of each of them unnoticed before they struck.

          It ended up being easier than expected, as all three war criminals were sitting together in a tavern having lunch.

~~~

“What do you mean it's going to be cramped in the dungeon now?” Mattias asked the captain after his comment. “Surely there's enough room for three people, even if not too much.”

          “Four, General, we've already had a suspect in there for five days who is under interrogation on suspicion of aiding and abetting treason.”

          “Another one? Why don't I know anything about this? Who is it?”

          Einar explained to him and also that unfortunately nothing could be proven against him so far. “I want to soften him up and put him under pressure,” he added. “I have strong doubts about his excuses so far and he's very cunning in proclaiming his innocence.”

          “I see,” Mattias mused. “Perhaps that will help when Monrad's brother Albert realises what company he suddenly finds himself in in the small cell. An innocent man would protest and want out immediately. But if he is guilty and the accusations against him are correct, then perhaps he will chat, because he is likely to feel quite uncomfortable in the presence of three soldiers of the Crown. They are facing trial and have nothing to lose now. For their loyalty to the royal house, the three of them even walked over a dead body by executing the enemy in the most brutal manner.”

          “Perhaps the guard who brings Albert his food every day should drop a note to that effect,” mused Einar.

          “Excellent idea and definitely worth a try, Captain Einar. That's how we do it.”

~~~

“Lunch, prisoner!” said one of the two guards to Monrad's brother after the other had loudly unlocked the door to the cell and was now holding it wide open for him.

          He placed the tray next to the prisoner on the cot and Albert once again wrinkled his nose at the sight. The food wasn't bad, but it was very simple and lovelessly prepared. He knew Olina's cooking skills from his visits during the wine delivery and the tasting by Kai. But the dish on the tray had definitely been prepared by someone else and was not at all to Albert's discerning palate.

          “You'll have high-ranking company today, Albert, and you'll have to make some room, because there are three soldiers of the crown and even a veteran officer among them,” the guard remarked, grinning mischievously.

          “What are they being accused of?” Albert asked, seemingly calmly and with an inconspicuous expression on his face, but a slight panic rose up inside him. Was this a dirty trick by Einar? For the life of him, Albert couldn't imagine why these three and an officer among them would end up with him in the dungeon.

          “What are they accused of? Phew … they're here for a war crime. They allegedly brutally tortured an enemy at the Misty Pass and then hung him from a tree until he was dead. They're not to be trifled with if that's true, that's for sure. You'd better eat up quickly, because they're about to be brought down.”

          The guard made room for a third guard, who manoeuvred another cot in, then loudly slammed it on the floor and kicked it against the wall before leaving the cell again with an annoyed look on his face. Albert swallowed and could only stare in bewilderment.

          “Have fun,” the guard said with a grin as he walked out and slammed the door behind him.

          He was now alone again, but he had lost his appetite after this announcement. If this guy told the three new arrivals that he was here on suspicion of aiding and abetting treason, then his worries were justified. The colour slowly drained from his face.

~~~

Kristoff's stomach rebelled when, unexpectedly for him, the Draba ran into rapidly increasing, heavy swells near the dark sea. The ship swayed and plunged in and out of wave troughs at steep angles. Spray splashed over the railing, submerging the entire deck in a matter of seconds. It wasn't a real thunderstorm, but the wind and the whipped-up waves were still strong enough to frighten an inexperienced passenger.

          The sailors had their hands full lashing the equipment to the deck, adjusting the rigging to the weather conditions and holding on tight so that they weren't washed overboard. It was enough to make you sick just watching.

          Normally Kristoff had no problems travelling by ship, but this was a voyage on the high seas and in notoriously treacherous waters. Sven was just as bad, if not worse, than Kristoff felt at the moment, as he could clearly see. He had stowed his carving under his gakti and was now helping Sven to his feet. Then he called for help to get the reindeer to safety below deck. He couldn't do it alone and twice it threw them both off their feet.

          “You shouldn't have waited so long to go below deck, Your Highness. The weather can change extremely quickly on the high seas,” said a sailor who rushed to help and now called for more sailors. Sven vomited with a heart-rending, wailing sound and Kristoff unfortunately couldn't do much to help him. It literally tore at his heart to see Sven like this. Kristoff therefore wrapped his arms around the reindeer's neck and tried to calm him down somehow.

          Luckily for Kristoff and Sven, the companionway below deck was only a few steps away and after a few minutes of joint effort, five of them got Sven down to safety.

          Of course, the ups and downs were just as noticeable below deck, only here you didn't get a constant shower of salt water. Nevertheless, the water dripped and sloshed in near the stairs. In contrast to the massive figure of the reindeer, Kristoff could at least climb into a hammock, which made the rocking a little more comfortable. However, Sven slid back and forth on the planks with every violent movement of the ship and of course couldn't hold on to anything like a human, and it was just as impossible for him to climb into one of those hanging mats. But Kristoff wouldn't be Kristoff if he cared more about his friend than himself.

          So he got some ropes from the end of the sleeping deck as quickly as possible and secured Sven as best he could. He then lay down next to him and talked him through it.

          Sven looked at him pitifully but also gratefully, because Kristoff wasn't leaving him alone right now.

          Kristoff hoped it would all be over soon and his whole body shivered from the cold of the icy water that had soaked him on the unprotected deck. He grabbed a couple of blankets from two hammocks nearby, rubbed Sven dry as best he could and then undressed himself to wrap himself in the dry, warm fabric. Kristoff was used to the cold in the mountains, especially when harvesting ice, but icy cold water that seemed to penetrate to the bone was new to him and made his teeth chatter.

~~~

The sisters hadn't been back to their parents' Summerhus for what felt like an eternity. Too much had happened in recent years and they hadn't had time to look after it and reminisce about old memories. At least a trusted person from the nearby small village came around a few times a month, kept the house clean and tidy and stoked the stove in winter so that everything didn't freeze. There was also always a forester nearby who acted as a guard and regularly patrolled the neighbourhood.

          While Elsa and Anna recounted their tiresome experiences with one of the Westergaards royals to Mari, who was very curious for good reason, the carriage bumped along winding forest paths, not far from the capital, past tall conifers and increasingly mountain spruce as the terrain became higher. The unmistakable scent of scattered cedars wafted in through the window and Elsa remembered very well that her mother loved that smell as she inhaled deeply and smiled.

          At some point they passed through a tiny village, drove past a small, traditionally built stave church onto the market square and shortly afterwards over bumpy cobblestones that wound their way up to the Summerhus. The coachman drove in a semi-circle up to the entrance and shouted a loud “Brr” as a command for the horses to stop. They gave a grateful snort as the carriage came to a halt.

          “We're here,” Elsa announced, still smiling.

          “Here again at last,” Anna added, “after so many years.” She looked cheerfully at her sister and Elsa nodded knowingly.

          They heard the coachman jump off the trestle, then the sound of him folding down the side steps and finally he opened the door for his royal passengers to alight.

          “Our honoured guest first, please,” Elsa said to Mari and pointed outside with an inviting gesture.

          Mari nodded curtly and got out first.

          The sight was not quite what she had expected, for the Summerhus was a log cabin built entirely of sturdy wooden beams, with bright red decorations and a roof completely covered in sod, leaving only the brick chimney protruding.

          All around stood squat spruce trees and in front of the entrance was a mown meadow where they now stood. But the fact that this was the royal summer residence was unmistakable. The front door was adorned with a relief of Arendelle's emblem and the crocus symbol was emblazoned on a wooden semicircle directly above it. The Summerhus looked very cosy and rustic with its mullioned windows and the flower boxes in front of it. Mari couldn't help but smile.

          “I like your Summerhus,” she said as the sisters stood next to her and the coachman audibly closed the door behind them. “It looks so …”

          “… cosy?” Anna added with a grin and Mari nodded.

          “Yes, it does indeed. It's a lovely refuge.”

          “Well, let's go inside and make ourselves comfortable before we go into the forest to collect,” said Elsa, who was already holding the front door key in her hands.

          At that moment, an elderly man came out of the forest, who turned out to be the forester who regularly passed by the house.

          He greeted everyone in a friendly manner and gave the sisters a brief report of what had happened so far. But there was nothing serious to report, because apart from a few animals sneaking around the house in search of food, only two travellers had passed by a few weeks ago and peered curiously through the windows. However, he kindly asked them to move on. After his report, he said goodbye again and disappeared into the forest.

          Elsa unlocked the entrance and pushed the heavy door inwards. When she touched it, another memory immediately flashed through Elsa's mind: when she and Anna were little, they always had to push this thick door open in pairs because it was too heavy for one girl alone. She paused for a moment and felt Anna's hand on her shoulder. Elsa looked at her smiling face.

          “I've just remembered that too, Elsa. There are a lot of memories waiting for us in there.”

          Inside, everything was dark and only the light from the entrance illuminated the living room with its central table. The sisters first opened the windows to fold the shutters outwards and let in a little more light. Elsa then lit the oil lamps and Anna took care of the large fireplace. There was still plenty of wood and so it only took a few minutes for her to get the fire going. A cosy warmth immediately spread through the cold room and it instantly became more comfortable.

          Everything looked just as the sisters remembered it, nothing seemed to be missing or had been rearranged. It was as if they had left the house only yesterday and just as clean, only many, many years had passed. They looked at each other meaningfully and while Mari looked around curiously, Elsa and Anna did what they always did first back then. They each lit a candle by the fire and hurried upstairs to their child's room under the gable.

          Here, too, everything was just as they had left it. With a tiny difference. Their two favourite dolls, which were usually in the little toy chest next to Elsa's bed, were now lying on the pillows of their beds. They both put their candles in the holders on the little table next to them and lifted their dolls up.

          “Oh, Elsa, if only Mama and Papa were here now,” Anna said quietly and tears began to gather in her eyes as she held her stuffed double to her chest.

          Elsa went to her and took her in her arms.

          “I miss her so much too, Anna,” she said softly in her ear and the image of the figure from the shipwreck stole into her mind, but she immediately suppressed it with narrowed eyes and focussed on her younger sister's feelings again.

          “I remember that time so well and somehow it feels like Mama is downstairs in the kitchen right now, making tea for us and about to call upstairs 'Tea's ready, are you two coming?'. She tried to imitate Iduna's voice and Elsa laughed softly.

          “Yes, that's right … that's exactly what she used to call out, just like that.”

          Then Anna could no longer hold back and she sobbed unrestrainedly into Elsa's shoulder. Her body shook and Elsa held her a little tighter, stroked her hair and whispered, “It's all right, Anna, it's all right. Let it all out … just let go.”

~~~

In the meantime, Mari looked at the oil paintings on the wall, which depicted some of Anna's and Elsa's ancestors, and occasionally picked up a beautiful gem from the shelf to take a closer look. A handsome collection of valuable plates were lined up on a high shelf and a handful of violins hung ready to play in holders on the wall. Books and family games were stacked in the corners. Mari could well imagine how the sisters had played together with their parents at this table when they were children and were happy.

          Mari suddenly realised what a great favour the sisters had done her with this invitation, what great trust they had placed in her to share these highly personal memories with her. She wondered who had played these instruments on the wall for them and guessed their father. A very personal insight into the life of a king! She looked around again. Everything here radiated love! The love of the regents of Arendelle for their children, who presumably left their duties behind for several weeks a year just to spend time together with their daughters, completely undisturbed. Here in this lovingly furnished house, which served only one purpose … to be together as a family.

          “Well, this is what it looks like in our cosy Summerhus. Living room, kitchen and two bedrooms upstairs. Nothing special really, but every square centimeter here is full of memories, Mari,” Elsa explained behind her as she returned quietly and unnoticed.

          Mari flinched a little, startled, and let out a sharp cry when the large grandfather clock suddenly struck loudly.

          “Oh my goodness!” Mari exclaimed with one hand pressed to her heart and Elsa giggled.

          “Sorry, I should have warned you. But strange, someone from the cleaning staff must have wound it up regularly. That wasn't their job at all, I don't think.”

          “That's all right, I should have guessed, after all, you can't miss the clock. Is Anna still upstairs? I heard a staircase creak earlier.”

          “No, she's in the kitchen preparing tea for us, I'm sure she'll be here soon.”

          What Elsa didn't tell her was that her sister also wanted to clean her face because she had been crying and didn't want Mari to see it. Elsa fetched cups and saucers and a warmer from the shelf and prepared the table.

          Two minutes later, Anna came in with a teapot and a small kettle, which she hung on a hook by the fireplace and swivelled over the flames. She then placed the pot on the warmer and sat down. The room was now cosy and warm and she leaned back comfortably on the high, upholstered chair.

          “It's so nice and quiet and cosy here. I can well imagine how you can hear the birds chirping here in summer when the windows are open. A place to relax, to get away from the daily hustle and bustle and worries,” Mari realised and also sat down at the table.

          “And the summer meadow behind the trees in the clearing is lovely when the weather is nice, ideal for a picnic on the grass, with all the wildflowers and even a field of sunflowers further down,” Anna enthused.

          ”Her favourite flower,” Elsa added with a grin as she also sat down and Anna nodded thoughtfully.

          “Can't wait to go outside later and pick mushrooms in our adventure forest. I've found a few baskets in the kitchen and have already prepared them for us with three small knives and some cloths,” said Anna, smiling in anticipation and crossing her arms behind her head.

          Anna behaved almost as if she was still young and looking forward to reliving the old days, Elsa mused with a small smile. But Elsa allowed her these thoughts and also to completely forget for a day that she was now the Queen of Arendelle. Anna deserved to have some fun and feel young again.

          “But first, let's have a nice cup of tea. Then in the afternoon we can warm up here again and maybe even play one of the old board games,” Elsa suggested, casting a sideways glance into one of the corners of the room with its many games.

          “I'd rather just chat with you two,” Mari replied, “now that I have a lot of time for you and no one will miss me for the next few days.”

          “You're right, Mari. Let's not waste the day playing games and instead share our thoughts, that's more important now,” Elsa said and fetched the kettle to pour the tea.

          Anna looked at Mari and nodded in understanding. Just chatting to each other didn't have to mean that they couldn't have fun together.

~~~

They set off about an hour later. Elsa put a few wood logs on the fire and Anna fetched the baskets from the kitchen.

          They walked northwards to where the forest was thicker and simply followed their noses. As they walked comfortably side by side in no great hurry, soaking up the smells of the forest and listening to the birds twittering in the treetops above them, they told each other stories and their experiences over the last few months since Mari's last visit to the city. But they all kept their eyes open and looked behind every large tree on their way so as not to miss any edible mushrooms. Anna was the first to spot a promising patch near a clearing ahead and quickly ran to it, eventually shouting back that she had found lots of mushrooms. Elsa and Mari followed her and then spread out among the trees around this small clearing. Everyone was now fully occupied with collecting and it didn't take very long before everyone had an almost full basket. Afterwards, they made their way back to the Summerhus.

          “I'm already looking forward to Olina's mushroom soup tonight,” said Anna, licking her lips in anticipation.

          “But there are far too many for the three of us,” said Elsa, “you should take a basket full home with you, Mari, and treat your father to something tasty too. I can well imagine that he doesn't come to pick mushrooms himself or think about sending someone else out to do it. I'm sure he'll be delighted with your find, and who knows, maybe it'll be a good opportunity to talk to him in peace about your future as you imagine it. I hope that we will have found a solution for you by then and that he will at least seriously reconsider his plans for you.”

          Mari looked very sceptical, but replied, “I hope so.”

~~~

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Remark: I hope you have enjoyed this chapter! Please leave a comment if you liked the story, I would be pleased to read your opinions, even criticisms. If you want to be tagged as soon I publish the next chapter please let me know, except you are already tagged :-)

Tagging: @true--north @annaofthenorthernlights @dronning-formynder05

#frozen #frozen2 #frozen3 #fanfic #epic novel #the broken bridge #chapter 77 #bigfrozenfan #Youtube

[lesbiansandgayssupporttheminers]

I just want to write something about the political situation in Northern Ireland- I don’t want to speak for Irish people, but I think it’s important people who live in Britain take an interest and understand what’s going on.

Under the terms of the Good Friday Agreement, Northern Ireland is meant to have devolution, with it’s own parliament. There’s a strict agreement about powersharing between the parties.

In the last 6 years, Northern Ireland has had a functioning parliament for two of them. This is largely due to the DUP blocking the formation of a cabinet that doesn’t serve their interests. The liberal ideal of “just vote” isn’t working.

One of the more recent and significant events are that in 2022, the DUP first minister resigned due to Boris Johnson’s Brexit deal- a Brexit deal which very clearly disregarded the Good Friday Agreement, and Northern Ireland in general. This essentially caused the dissolution of the parliament and led to elections in May 2022.

For the first time, Sinn Fein won the most seats, meaning the first minister would be someone from the party. But the DUP were unhappy, and refused to participate in the election of a speaker, meaning the government could not function. Due to the DUP’s behaviour, just like from 2017-2020, there’s currently no NI assembly. And it seems like the DUP know if they just hold out long enough, they’ll force another election.

And presumably they’ll keep doing this until they get the result they want.

People tell us to “just vote”. Well, the people of Northern Ireland did vote, and the party in power refused to relinquish their interests. Meanwhile, catholic republican communities continue to be discriminated against in all sorts of ways- including by the police. The police, furthermore, are a symbol (and a practical force) of Britain’s colonial occupation of Northern Ireland.

Against this backdrop, what other recourse do young Irish people have but violence?

#Uk politics #irish politics #sinn fein #dup #stormont #ni assembly #ni politics #irish republicanism #direct action

[palaeonecromancy]

Happy Fossil Friday!

Who: Anomalocaris canadensis

name meaning: "Odd shrimp" "from Canada"

pronunciation: Ah-nom-ah-low-care-iss can-ah-den-sis

What: A Dinocarid, radiodont arthropod with two long grasping appendages and large compound eyes. A ray of wing-like projections along the trunk and fish-like tail.

When: Cambrian Period (Anomalocaris sp. ranged 516 to 505 Ma)

Where: Burgess Shales British Columbia, Canada. From the Stephen/Burgess Shale Formation.

Fun fact!: A. canadensis is the type species for the Anomalocaris genus within Anomalocaridae and bonus fun fact: Since Anomalocaris are soft bodied organisms, they do not preserve well (usually) in the fossil record, with the exceptional cases of place like the Burgess Shale in BC. For many years, palaeontologists believed that Anomalocaris was actually three separate organisms, due to the poor preservation of the "softer" portions of the body, making it seem like the frontal appendages, mouth parts, and trunk of the animal were from different creatures. Exceptionally preserved specimens like the Left image above, show Anomalocaris in full form.

(def: the "type species" is the species upon which a genus's description is based and for which the genus is named and associated with).

Why are they cool?: Apart from the charismatic (in my personal opinion "adorable") visage of this tough little arthropod, they could use their long, segmented frontal appendages to curl and grasp prey, pulling it under to the mouth to be eaten, one of the first predatory creatures to emerge during the Cambrian Explosion.

Here is a link to a video showing Anomalocaris canadensis in its natural habitat from the wonderful Burgess Shale website, for those interested, check out their other videos on Burgess Shale/Cambrian fauna.

Image Credits: (Left: Fig. 1 - Daley, Allison C., and Gregory D. Edgecombe. “Morphology of Anomalocaris Canadensis from the Burgess Shale.” Journal of Paleontology 88, no. 1 (2014): 68–91. https://doi.org/10.1666/13-067. Right: M. Cross)

#palaeontology #paleontology #fossil friday #fossils #paleo #anomalocaris #cambrian #cambrian explosion #burgess shale #canada #british columbia #arthropod #anomalocaris canadensis

[hccn-overseer]

Issue 9, 6/14/2023 - The Overseer

Issue Masterpost About the Overseer

This week’s news is once again accompanied by a PDF version of your latest news brought to us once again by the lovely Cheer! Pick it up right here for your viewing pleasure!

Announcement: Please Participate in the Citizen Census Survey!

By Lydia

All Citizens of the Hermit Citizen Hub are being counted in the Hermit Citizen Census! If you are a past or present participant of the Hermit Citizen Community, no matter how much or how little you have participated, we ask that you fill out one response per each of your Citizens (one survey response per character) in the Hermit Citizen Survey linked here:

If your Citizen does not have a Citizen I.D. Card, please create one and place it in a new post in the #Citizen-Information forum thread on the Hermit Citizen Hub Discord Server in addition to filling out this Survey.

This Survey asks for each Citizen’s name, species, age, height, pronouns, base location, occupation and included duties, Citizen affiliations, Hermit affiliations, and the names of any shops that are owned by each Citizen. Please answer each question to the best of your ability, and fear not if you do not have a definitive answer for each question. For example, if your Citizen does not have a base, you are more than welcome to state this as well.

We ask that you answer all of the questions OUT of character from the perspective of you as the creator, NOT as your character. For example, if your Citizen tells everyone that they are a human but they are really a shapeshifter, you should still state their species as “Shapeshifter” in the Survey. In addition, we ask that you keep each response separate for each Citizen you are referring to. For example, if you have created five Citizens, take the survey five times to ensure that all of your Citizens are accounted for accurately.

This Survey is imperative to ensuring that every Hermit Citizen is accounted for and that you can see your Citizen in the final Census. You and the Citizens you have made have crafted the history, lore, and livelihood of the Hermit Citizen world. Regardless of whether you have made a single Citizen and moved on, or if you are a daily voice in this community, the goal of this Census is to celebrate the inimitable creativity of each artist, writer, crafter, and builder who has participated in the Hermit Citizen Community.

Now onto other news below the cut!

Weekly Weather Report

By Lydia

Weather Forecast for the Hermit Citizen Hub, week of Wednesday, June 14th to Tuesday, June 20th. Temperatures are written in Celsius Format.

Wednesday - Mostly Sunny. Temperatures range from 18 degrees to 25 degrees Celsius. Earthquakes may happen more frequently than usual near The Perimeter. Flight courses will be held at 1 PM around the large floating rocks.

Thursday - Sunny and warm. Temperatures range from 22 degrees to 31 degrees Celsius. Park rangers may appear sporadically to warn Citizens of potential wildfires developing across the Server throughout the month.

Friday - Downpours. Temperatures range from 8 degrees to 15 degrees Celsius. There is a small chance of these downpours turning to thunderstorms early in the morning. If this is the case, expect skies to clear up very quickly if Bdubs is in the area.

Saturday - Cloudy, foggy during the morning and afternoon. Temperatures range from 12 degrees to 17 degrees Celsius. Growling may be heard near both Cleo’s and Cub’s museums during the evening hours.

Sunday - Sunny and hot. A heat wave is expected. Temperatures range from 29 degrees to 34 degrees Celsius. Citizens are advised to stay hydrated and limit outside exercise. This is a great day to visit the beach. Whirlpools continue to appear occasionally, so take caution if you are planning on swimming.

Monday - Partly Cloudy. Heat continues, with temperatures ranging from 31 degrees to 39 degrees Celsius. All ice cream stands in Scarland will be half-priced. They will also open two hours earlier with an additional assortment of flavors. Dust devils may be seen in all desert areas from late morning into late afternoon.

Tuesday - Rainy. The heat wave is expected to end. Showers on and off are expected among clouds throughout the morning. Temperatures range from 19 degrees to 28 degrees Celsius. Flash floods are possible throughout the evening hours. Citizens are advised to take caution if they are traveling on foot.

Astrology Corner

Have you been feeling without guidance? Do you look at your birthday, look up your star sign, and wonder, “Is The Overseer in need of a checkup?” “Am I able to timetravel? ” Don’t worry, here at The Overseer, we can help you.*

Aries: You will find a series of messages in your room which will point to a podcast that was discontinued in 2014. In that, they discuss a missing person report, which in a later episode was resolved. 

Taurus: You read a book on how Newspapers work and why people misuse paper clippings of newspapers. 

Gemini: When you checked in on the singular Home Depot of the server, all the duct tape and rope were sold out. You then get to do an off-server trip to get that duct tape. 

Cancer: You were watching your favorite documentary, “Why Hermits Do The Things Hermits Do” and it talked about how they were being a bit silly and to always forgive and forget. Forget What?

Leo: Your birthday is on the horizon, but try not to throw a party. Things may go deeply wrong and there’s nothing you will be able to do about it. Watch the magazine articles, they’ll be the only thing that can give you a clue. Do not let the moon see your work.

Virgo: You should be wary of Aquarius. They may seem harmless and always want to help but there have been a lot of articles revolving around them lately.

Libra: Bring popcorn to the Perimeter you will need it due to what is happening with Virgo and Aquarius. 

Scorpio: You notice there’s a lot of tension between Virgo and Aquarius lately that no one seems to know the reason behind it. You may want to dig into it and find out what’s the matter before something explodes.

Sagittarius: Make sure to prepare the shelter, do not deny you don’t have it. You do. 

Capricorn: You never knew the origin of your family, and maybe that was for the best. You should not look into it as that will not help your situation. 

Aquarius: Don’t mind Virgo’s suspiciousness, there’s been a lot of rumours going around lately and they’re probably nervous. Maybe you should bake them something to calm their nerves!

Pisces: Somethings coming…

All star signs: Help. 

*Ignore how blatantly specific these are. Nothing bad will happen to you.

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Lost and Found

By Lydia

All of the following items have been brought to The Overseer staff’s office for safekeeping until they are claimed. If you recognize one of these items as yours, please visit us to receive your items, or contact us at [email protected]*. Thank you! *Not a real email address.

Item 1: A set of watercolor paintings all depicting builds from other servers. These watercolor paintings measure approximately 16 x 20 inches each, all featuring various structures built by the participants of our server. Each of these paintings has a thin black frame. The bases depicted include the following: 

A large, whimsical house with a heavily detailed interior, basement, and bright roof next to a custom-built copper tree, created by Redfeather.

A cozy medium-sized tree house with pink doors and dark wood framing nestled among several cherry trees, made by Sami Bear. 

A sturdy iron farm built in the desert with red decor and two massive turrets, made by Okami.

A tall wizard’s tower with stained-glass windows, several complementary textures, a full telescope, bookshelves from floor to ceiling and a spiral staircase inside, and conical roofs, located in a spooky forest, created by Redfeather.

A spacious section of a village featuring a large family home built from stone and wood and three-row houses, perfect for any roaming travelers to settle down, created by Roo.

If these paintings are yours, by all means, continue painting after you have picked these up, as your skills are quite remarkable!

Item 2: 50 Assorted origami dragons. Small enough to fit into the palm of your hand, these dragons were made from paper of every color you can imagine, with each fold carefully placed to give these miniature depictions a reflection of fine-tuned craftsmanship. These dragons include Albanian bollas, Slavic dragons, wyverns, sea dragons, and cockatrices. If these dragons are yours, we admire the patience it must have taken to design such a wonderful collection!

Item 3: A wood carving sculpture in the shape of a 500-type rotary telephone. This sculpture is about the size of a real rotary telephone, painted in pink and cyan. Due to the medium used, a telephone coil was created from aluminum craft wire to connect its two pieces. The creator of the sculpture has somehow made it possible to dial the numbers, and static plays through the holes depicting the phone’s speakers.

Item 4: A series of journal notes written in black ink with a calligraphy pen. These journal pages appear to be ripped out of a book and have yellowed with age. The writing speaks of several events of someone’s journey through various servers before making their way to Hermitcraft. While some of the writing is difficult to read, we can parse that the person writing them was on the run from an overarching being and was not certain that they would survive much longer due to the number of hunters chasing them down.

Item 5: Several yards of fabric of many colors and patterns. These fabrics come in gold, blue, green, purple, and red, and depict patterns of polka dots, stripes, small butterflies, paisley, loops, confetti, and leaves. The fabrics that do not depict any patterns at all include chiffon, velvet, polyester, and crepe. No sewing tools were found with this assortment. A set of notes regarding a costume design were found with the fabrics, noting specific details about which ones are to be used and how.

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Psst, hey you. Yeah, the one reading this. Are you an Avian? Y’know, one of the people with the flap flaps that can’t see glass panes? Ye, we have a place for you to not feel judged and will always be supported. The Birdhouse is always open for fellow Avians to come hang out.

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Break out your pumpkin heads for this week’s Garden Club meeting! We’re going on a trip to The End to help out the Grian Affiliates within our group. Their adopted dragons could use a trip home.

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Are you worried about one of the Hermits judging your build? Worried about not meeting some kind of secret standard or code? Well don’t worry! The SSS is here to help you! We’ll make sure that your base is secure, and if there’s nothing wrong with it we’ll fight for your sake.

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[abcsofsex]

A Lesson in Human Interaction

College Student!Jiheon X Male Reader

Word Count: 15.5K+

Categories: Smut!, Cherry boy, Daddy Kink, Spanking, Thigh Job, TW!reference to sexual harassment

A/N, so here it is, my first ever smut and fanfic in general. This one feels a bit personal to me, as I write this piece in order to overcome the mental block I’m having while working on my final assignment in order to get a degree (Currently still on-going TT..TT). Also, since it’s my first time ever, this piece might contain some examples of the following problems, a slow pacing, messy formatting, and heavily unedited part. Anyway, if you managed to push through all the hurdles, I do hope you could find some enjoyment from it, and if you have some input for the piece feel free to leave a comment or an ask ^ ^

-------------------- OC’s POV --------------------

Friday                                                                                       

“Well, that about wraps it up for our material this semester. As for next week we’re just going to be reviewing previous subjects to prepare for the finals that’s going to be happening the week after.” your professor told the entire marking the end of today class.

“I know that my class is infamous for being a hard one to pass, so I do hope that all of you here could put the time and effort to prepare for the final test as it contributes a large portion to your grades.” He continued.

“Yes sir, we will” you and the other students sitting in the front row replied to him while the rest of the class instead looks frustated and worried about it, you could even hear one of the students behind you whispering to his friend “dudddeeee I’m truly fucking screwed, if this wasn’t a compulsory class there’s no chance in hell, I would partake in it.”

“Oh, and one more thing, Baek Jiheon & [Y/N] could you come with me to my office after the class? There’s a problem and I need to talk to the both of you about it.”

“Yes sir, will do.” She replied.

“And what about you [Y/N]? do you have some spare time, don’t worry it won’t take long.” Your professor turns to ask you who seems to be deep in thoughts.

“I..uhh yes sir, I’ll also come.” You replied, while still racking your brain thinking what problem could it be that involves you, a socially inept bookworm, and Baek Jiheon, the maknae of Fromis_8 and one of the most popular girl in your major. Not only she’s absolutely gorgeous, from what you’ve heard she’s also very easy-going and have a likeable personality. That’s why more than half of the boys (& girls) in your department is attracted to her.

No matter how you think about it, you still had no idea about what it could possibly be, so you decided to just go to your professor’s office and get it over with.

“Oh, you’re here. Do take a seat and give me just a minute, I need to organize some documents first. Why don’t the both of you get to know each other in the meantime.” Your professor welcomed you to his office only to leaves you and Jiheon shortly afterwards.

You sat down next to Jiheon who’s wearing a loose white shirt with two buttons on either end of it not buttoned up, which resulted in some of her collarbone and midriff showing. She had her luscious black hair down in somewhat a messy state while still looking good. Her lips were red, and her cheeks tinted pink, she’s known to be beautiful, but you just can’t believe how amazing she looks up-close. You just couldn’t help but to keep stealing a glance at her.

“Ahem.” She clearly noticed what you were doing

God, why does he have to leave the two of us here, this is so awkward. You think to yourself

“The name’s Jiheon and you’re [Y/N] right?” She said, breaking the awkward silence between the both of you.

“Yes, that’s correct.”

“So, any idea what could be the reason he called us to his office?”

“I don’t know, tried thinking about it but I couldn’t come up with an answer.”

“I mean like how could we be involved in something when we’re the complete opposite? Like I’m just a bookworm while you’re an idol and also very popular.” you continued your answer.

“So, you’re implying that you’re a smartass and that I’m just your average popular but dumb girls? Just so you know I always finish in the top 5 of our classes.” She asked you again, this with her face looking a bit annoyed.

“No, I don’t mean that. It’s more that I’m a recluse while you’re the complete opposite of that. So, I just don’t get how we could be involved.” You explained to her.

“Also, I don’t know about you placing top 5, I never paid attention to nor care about placement except mine.” More words come out of your mouth, one that you regret saying

God, this is just awful she must be thinking that I’m an asshole and a selfish person right now. What the hell am I even saying. I truly am bad at conversation.

“Well, at least now you know, you should also pay attention to it because you know, if I wasn’t an idol, I bet I’d even place above you Mr. Smartypants.” She boldly exclaimed.

“Sure, I’m glad you’re an idol, and you should stick to it so I can keep my 1st place”

“I don’t know, I might just…...”

“I’m back, I see that you guys are getting to know each other well.” Your professor interrupts Jiheon before she could finish her sentence

Yeah right, I’m literally about to make the most popular girl in the department my enemy just now. You thought while letting out a sigh of relief.

“Well, here’s the thing. First, I’m sorry for the way I worded my statement earlier, you must have been worried about what problem it is that the two of you could’ve gotten involved in”

“Well, the problem is not about the two of you, but I need the both of you to solve it. It’s about the son of a friend of mine, you see he’s in his last last year of college and he needs to pass the class this time around or else he won’t be able to graduate.”

“He already took this class three times before, so this time his parents gave me a call asking for some help to help his son pass, but my concience wouldn’t let me do it so he instead asked me to give him extra classes but once again I can’t do it, not only because I’m busy but also because I refuse to give preferential treatment.”

“I tried turning a blind eye to it, but I can’t, so here I am wondering whether the both of you could do it in my stead?” Your professor finally finishes his long explanation of the problem at hand. On one side you’re relieved that it doesn’t have anything to do with you directly but on the other hand you’re unamused because your professor couldn’t help but gets you involved in it.

“So, you’re saying you want us to tutor a senior that couldn’t pass this class three times in a row for two weeks and somehow makes him able to pass? Wow, that…. Is… something.” Jiheon sniffled.

You’re still unsure how to answer his request so you just decided to be quiet.

“Come on, I know the two of you can do it, I mean you [Y/N] you’re the brightest student this department have and you Jiheon, I know that you’re good with people. I know that [Y/N] brilliance and your social skill could be combined to help him pass. And don’t worry the both of you will be compensated very well for all your troubles. The thing is, he’s next in line in a family that owns a successful business, so you can only imagine how disappointed his dad would be if he couldn’t graduate.” Your professor tries to persuade the both of you to take the job. Well, the last part surely sounds good to you who could use the money.

“Well then, will the two of you be willing to do it? No one will blame you if you won’t do it nor will they do if he still ends up failing.” He asked once again.

“I don’t know, I’m not sure about this, I want to hear [Y/N]’s opinion on this.” Jiheon said, passing the decision making to your lap.

Thinking about how you could use the money you can’t help but to agree to doing it “Well, I don’t have problem with doing it. I’m not quite sure that it’ll work but I’ll give it a try! And I could also use the compensation promised.”

“Well, since [Y/N] is going to do it, guess I’ll just tag along. I also happen to have some free time leading to the finals.”

“Good, I’m sure the two of you will be able to accomplish it. Here’s his contact, make sure the two of you contact him ASAP before he makes any other plans this weekend.”

“Yes sir, will do.”

“Also, one more thing, the two of you looks good together.” Your professor chuckled while making the remarks

-------------------- Jiheon’s POV --------------------

OMO, what is he saying. Me and [Y/N] are both adults he can’t just make jokes like that, or could it be he noticed that I’ve been observing [Y/N] in the class. I mean [Y/N] is a quiet guy and he’s smart, so it’s only natural that I’m interested in him because I’m just so tired of the loud and annoying guy trying to hit on me. What should I do? Am I blushing? I certainly hope not.

“No chance.” [Y/N] blurted out. He certainly doesn’t see it as a possibility.              

“Haha, why not? Well, anyway good luck, I hope everything goes smoothly. You guys are free to go now and thank you for agreeing to do this.”

“No problem, sir, thanks for putting your trust in the both of us. I’ll be leaving then” [Y/N] said as he gets up and shortly afterward, he left the room. Without saying anything else to you.

“Uhmmm, sir is it okay if I ask you for [Y/N]’s phone number or maybe also his address if you know it? Because I don’t have it, he’s a bit of a loner you see.”

“Phone number sure, as for his address may I know what reason you could possibly have to want to know it?” You could see holding in a chuckle.

“Ahh it’s not like that sir; it’s just I need it in case he doesn’t answer my text or my call. Nothing more than that.”

“Sure then, just a sec I’ll write it down for you.”

“Thank you very much sir.”

After a few moments he returns and hands you [Y/N]’s info written on a piece of paper “What an inconsiderate guy [Y/N] is, making you do all this.”

“It’s fine sir, he probably just forgets about it.”

Sunday, 11 AM

Today’s your first day in giving a senior of yours a tutor to help him finally pass the class. You’re still not quite sure about doing this but the thought of spending time with [Y/N] excites you.

Hmmmm, what should I wear today? Should I be wearing something revealing to get his attention? Wait no, he doesn’t seem like one who’d stare at a woman like that I should probably just go for a chic look. But…... what if it makes her think that I’m old fashioned instead maybe I should really just put on something revealing, like even if he’s not a pervert he’s still a man right? But……. What if he hates those kinds of girls? What to do I really have no idea, should I ask the unnies to help me pick an outfit but what if they make tease and make fun of me?

“Jiheon-ah, your phone’s been ringing for a while now, you should definitely answer it. It’s [Y/N] oppa if I’m seeing correctly.” Your saerom unnie yelled out to you who’s been spacing out thinking about what to wear for the occasion. You could also hear her and the other members holding in their giggles.

You quickly reach your phone that you accidentally left on the dining room table during breakfast. You tap the screen to turn it on and can’t help but notice that you’re already 10 minutes late to your appointment and that [Y/N] left 7 missed calls.

You hurriedly wear your shoes and get ready to leave “Unnies, I’m leaving, I’ll be back home before 5 PM, so if you’re ordering dinner, please also order one for me.” You yelled out.

“5 PM? Isn’t that a bit early for a date to end?” Your Seoyeon unnie said, teasing you.

“Well, it’s only her first time you know, anyway good luck Jiheon-ah I hope it goes well.” Your Jisun chimes in.

“Unnie, it’s not like that, we’re only classmates and I’m meeting him for an assignment not a date”

“Still, you put oppa behind her name, so there must be something between the both of you.”

“Whatever, you guys can think of whatever you like.” You said as you leave the dorm.

In the end you decided to go with a similar white shirt that you were wearing on Friday, with a fashionable leather jacket on top and jeans to match. Your hairs are completely different today though, as you just bleached it yesterday and you tied some part of it to the back.

15 minutes later, you arrived at the meeting place for today’s session. It doesn’t take you long to find [Y/N], in front of him you see what you think is the senior you’re helping. He doesn’t to be in the best of mood, you worry that it’s because you’re over 30 minutes late to the appointment. But there’s another thing that catches your eye, [Y/N] was also wearing a white shirt and jeans similar to what you’re wearing.

What is this? Why do we look like we made plans to wear a couple outfit. Is this a mere coincidence or... perhaps are we meant to be?

--------------- OC’s POV --------------------

“What is this? I really need help to pass this class and the best they can do is provide me with 2 juniors? As if I’d listen to you and your partner who haven’t even pass this class yet.” Your senior yells at you, unhappy with the solution your professor provided.

Well, he’s not wrong, this is a life or dead moment for him, so why would he trust you and Jiheon in helping him when your professor couldn’t, not once but three times already.

“It doesn’t matter that we’re your juniors, the professor gave his trust to us so I believe you should also respect his opinion on the matter.” You tried reasoning with him.

“That’s just bullshit. Besides he may trust you, but he failed making me understand what he teaches in class, so I don’t trust him.” He refuses.

“It’s okay, if you don’t trust us. But you need to at least give it a try, maybe we could help you approach the lesson from a different point of view, one that makes it easier to understand.”

“Try? Why even bother trying if you’re getting nowhere in the end. Instead of trying I could instead be spending my last few happy days partying with my friend.”

God, where is she? She’s been 45 minutes late, good thing this jerk also has just arrived otherwise he would have left already before she even gets here. Did she bail on me? God, that can’t be right?

At that moment, you could hear someone pulling the chair besides you, you look up and it’s her. Baek Jiheon has finally arrived, and you can’t help but wonder how she can look even better than that time you see her on Friday, her blonde hair fits her milky white skin nicely and her features looking perfect, especially her jaw line. The senior that sits across also seems to be amazed by her looks, but who wouldn’t be when she looks this good.

“Hi, my name’s Jiheon, nice to meet you. I’m sorry for being late, something came up back in the dorm, I hope you understand.”

“H..hi name’s Jiwoo, and yeah, it’s completely fine. Me and [Y/N] were just introducing ourselves to each other.” Your senior introduce himself to her, in a completely different way from how he introduced himself to you. In fact, you don’t even remember him introducing himself before.

“So, Jiwoo-ssi, I couldn’t help but overhears your conversation with [Y/N] and you said that you would rather be partying with your friend instead of preparing for the test? Well, why don’t we make a deal instead.”

“And what would that deal be?”

“What if you postpone all your partying until after you aced the test and then we can party together?”

“Deal!!! I would love to bring you to my party! Also, can you call me Jiwoo-oppa instead? Jiwoo-ssi sounds a bit awkward and distant.”

“Sure ‘oppa’, but promise me that you try your hardest for the test, okay?”

“Of course, I’d do anything you want me to do Jiheon-ah.”

God not only is he a jerk, he’s also a complete creep. I can’t belive people this day. But then again rich people can get away with anything, I guess. They don’t need to win over people with their personality as long as they have money.

You can help but being cringed from hearing the conversation between Jiheon and Jiwoo. But you’re also glad that she managed to persuade him into following the tutor, something that you wouldn’t be able to do even if you were given a whole month to accomplish.

So, I guess, this is why she’s so popular. She knows just what people want and can use that to her advantage. Maybe I could also learn a thing or two from her during our tutoring sessions.

“So oppa, why don’t we start today’s session”

“Sure, can you sit next to me Jiheon? I think it helps if you can show me exactly what we’re learning today instead of us looking at our own laptop while doing it.”

“I guess yeah that’s right.”

Jiheon got up from her seat next to yours to sit next to Jiwoo. You can see from Jiwoo’s smile that there’s another reason behind his request, but you just can’t be bothered.

“Well, [Y/N]-Oppa, why don’t we start from slide 7? as slide 1-6 is just an introduction to the class and not something that would come up in the finals.” You can’t help but be surprised by what she called you.

“S..sure I was also planning on doing that.” And so, begins your session for the day.

6.32 PM

Today’s session just doesn’t seem to end, what you planned to be a 4-hour session has now been going on for over 6 hours. But there’s nothing else you could do, you can’t help it your senior is absolutely clueless about all the everything academics related, not even the basics that was taught the year before that act as an introduction to the class you’re taking now. It also doesn’t help that both Jiheon and Jiwoo was also late for over 30 minutes and that Jiwoo keep making jokes and try to flirt with Jiheon all through the session. He doesn’t seem to pay attention to you at all beside the time when Jiheon needed your help at explaining things to him.

The long session is made even worse by a feeling that grew inside of you, the feeling that grew because of Jiwoo and Jiheon’s interaction, the way she laughs at her joke, the time when he leans close to her every time he asks a question, the way their hands touched when Jiheon was pointing out a part in the presentation you’re studying.

Are you getting uncomfortable or worse are you getting jealous of their interaction. But even if it was indeed jealousy, you know that it’s pointless to have such feelings. It’s not like you have any right to protest about what they do, you’re just a nobody to them. There’s literally zero chance of you dating someone like Jiheon, so you really shouldn’t think about it too much. ­You and her will never be together.

You try pushing the feeling to the side, keep making yourself repeating that it won’t have any effect on you. It’s no big deal, just be who you’ve always been. Someone who show no emotions and have no problem with ignoring other people around you. Keep avoiding unneeded interaction throughout your days.

You get a feeling that this one is an exception, yet you just don’t know how you should act on it. So instead, you do what you’ve always done for so long, trying to avoid it.

“Uhh, guys I think that’s enough studying for today. It’s getting really late; don’t you guys have classes tomorrow? Let’s just wrap it up and talk about when our next session is gonna be.” You finally speak up.

“Wait, what time is it?” Jiheon replied as she checks her watch.

“It’s 6 PM already? I promised my unnies that I’ll be back before 5.” She seems worried.

“Well, if you guys want to call it for today, I have no problem. Besides I���m getting really hungry.” Jiwoo said while rubbing his stomach.

“Okay then, let’s stop here for now. And for our next meeting, what about Tuesday? I believe me and [Y/N]-Oppa class ends at 5PM.” Jiheon once again taking the lead.

“Sure, sounds good to me.” Jiwoo replied eagerly.

You just nod to show your agreement.

“So, Jiheon-ah, do you want to grab dinner with me? I know a good chicken place nearby.” Jiwoo asked boldly, something that you could never imagine yourself doing, let alone actually doing it.

“I’m sorry oppa, but I really need to go home ASAP or else the unnies are gonna flip out. There’s also something I need to talk about with [Y/N]-oppa.” She said refusing his invitation.

“Ah, that’s such a shame. See you on Tuesday then!” He said as he prepares to leave, grabbing his car keys from the table.

Not long after you saw him drive off from the café you spend the day in.

“So, Oppa, I Uh….hh I’m sorry for being late today, you know how it is living with 7 other members with you, things just come out of the blue.”

“It’s okay, I’m used to things like this. And also, I don’t know how living with 7 other people under the same rooftop is but I’m sure that it’d be hell.” You jokingly replied, or you think you did.

“O..Oppa I’m not somebody like that you know, I’ve never ever been late to class. Oh wait, you won’t know since you don’t pay attention to another person.” Clearly unamused by your response.

“Well, I just don’t pay any mind since I don’t really think that’s important, after all isn’t that what everyone do? People only care about themselves.” You tried to justify your point, but you know it probably only makes you look like a complete selfish bastard in her eyes

“Not everyone’s like that you know oppa, I’m an example of one.”

“Yeah sure.”

“Anyway oppa, can I treat you to dinner as an apology for being late?” Did you hear her words right?

“What? You don’t have to, it’s fine really. Besides didn’t you say that you needed to go home ASAP?” You asked, still couldn’t believe what she just said.

“Well, I’m late already, so it doesn’t really matter, does it? I’ll just send a message, so they don’t have to worry about me.”

“Are you sure it’d be alright? I mean you really don’t have to. But if you really mean it, I can’t help but say yes to that offer.” You asked one more time just to make sure.

“Of course, I mean it oppa. Let’s go oppa, I know a good Pojangmacha nearby”

*Pojangmacha = Korean roadside stall, ones that you see people in kdramas have drink in.

She takes your hand and leads the way. With that all your worries from today, all your feelings that grew, suddenly fades away and is replaced with happiness. Happiness that you never really experienced before in your life as a recluse, and to think that it comes from a simple interaction with someone, something that would never happen.

It wasn’t long before you arrived at the place, she recommended. Both of you ordered your meal and took a seat. You wanted to start small talks with her, but you just couldn’t bring yourself to do it. So instead, you keep on alternating on staring outside the stall or down to your feet.

“So, Oppa, do you think we’ll be able to help Jiwoo-sunbae pass this time?” She once again broke the ice.

“Well, it’s gonna be quiet a hard job, but I think we’ll manage.”

“Really? Because I honestly think that he’s kind of hopeless. But if you think we’ll be able to do it, so be it, you’re the number 1 student after all.” She replied in a somewhat playful manner

“I’m not 100% sure as well, but I’ll do my best because I’ve already gave the professor my word, so I have to do it.”

“Technically we don’t really have to do it though, Oppa, the professor said so himself. But if you have to do it, may I know the reason to do it?”

“I need the money.”

“Hmmm, and what do you need the money for?” She asks playfully, completely clueless about you & your finances

“I’m not as lucky as him nor you, I need it for my daily expenses, to pay for rent, and other things you probably never thought about before since your parents take cares of it for you. I never had a parent to take care of that so yeah that’s it, I need it for everything.”

“O….Oppa, I’m sorry I really didn’t mean it that way. I…I didn’t know about your personal life, really, I’m sorry oppa, I’m really sorry about bringing it up.”

“It’s okay, you don’t have to be sorry about it. In fact, I hate it when people feel sorry about me, that’s why I never open up to others, nor do I care about people around me. It’s because I’m struggling with myself, I’m struggling to accept my own condition that why’s I don’t have time to pay attention to others.”

“Oppa, I really mean it I’m sorry. And it’s not because I’m looking down on you, I’m just really sorry about what I said.”

“it’s fine, anyway I’m afraid that you’re gonna think that I’m leeching off you by accepting your offer to dinner, so I’ll be taking my leave. Good night Jiheon-ssi.” You got up from your seat, preparing to leave.

Jiheon once again hold onto your hand, this time not to lead the way but to stop you from leaving.

“Oppa please, I won’t think of you like that. Please, I just want to treat you to dinner as an apology, please stay.” She pleads.

Seeing her reaction, you can’t help but to give in and take a seat again. After that not a single word is shared between the two of you until you both finish your dinner.

It’s 8 PM now, you both have just finished your dinner. As she said she would Jiheon got up first to pay for your dinner, you got up shortly afterwards. The sky that was sunny before is now clouded and dark. You’re about to say your goodbye and leave for the night, that was until she asked you

“Oppa, can you walk me home? I know that today has been a long day and you’re not in the best of mood, but please can you walk me home? It’s late and I’m afraid of the dark.”

“Sure, it’s the least I can do after you treated me to a nice meal.” The word spills out of your mouth quicker than you could think about it.

“Really? Thanks, oppa, you’re the best.”

“Oh, and don’t worry oppa it’s only a short 10 minutes walk from here.”

“Well then lead the way.”

The two of you starts heading towards her dorm, with her in front and you following closely behind. This leads you to realize how amazing she looks from behind, how nicely her jeans were hugging the curves of her shapely ass and how mesmerizing it is to see her cheeks jiggle with every step she takes. The moment sadly didn’t last long, as you soon fell a drizzle fall onto your head.

“Oppa, it’s raining, I think we need to walk faster.”

The rain had started to pour, and you had to quicken the pace in which you were walking from a nice night stroll to a sprint. In the end it didn’t seem to matter though as both of you still ends up being drenched from head to toe. It wasn’t all bad though as it resulted in her white shirt being transparent, and from it you can make out the outlining of her dark blue bra. She doesn’t have the biggest chest, but it’s definitely perfect for a girl her size, besides you don’t really care about a girl’s bust size anyway. You try your hardest not to stare but can’t help but steal glances.

-------------------- Jiheon’s POV --------------------

You didn’t plan the night to end this way, for the both of you to be drenched in the rain. You could only hope that the both of you won’t end up having a fever after tonight, because if you were to be able to accomplish your goal you would need each other’s presence.

“Oppa, I’m really sorry about this, because I asked you to walk me home you have to end up going home like this.” You said while eyeing him from head to toe. His shirt is now basically translucent from being drenched in the rain.

“Eh, what do you mean you’re sorry about this? It’s not your fault, it’s not like rain is something you could control. You should really stop apologizing for every single thing.”

“Still….. Oppa, if you didn’t have to walk me home you wouldn’t have gotten soaked like this.” Once again you said to him, while trying your hardest to shift your gaze away from his shapely abs and broad chest that was outlined by his shirt. How you wish you could put your hand on it, how you would leave kisses all over it as you ride him, maybe even leave some scratch on it if things go wild.

“You silly, even if I didn’t walk you home, I’d still end up being soaked in the rain because I also need to walk home.” He smiled for the first time ever in front of you.

“And if you think that it could’ve been avoided if I didn’t grab dinner with you, just scrap that. I agreed to it so it’s not your fault.”

How considerate, you thought to yourself.

“Anyway, have a good night Jiheon-ssi. Don’t forget to take a warm shower, maybe make yourself a cup of tea to warm yourself up and cover yourself up while you sleep. I don’t want you to catch a cold this late in the semester.”

How caring, though I wish you could be the one to keep me warm tonight Oppa. Also, what’s with the take a warm shower, it can’t be………….is he imagining me taking a shower. Your cheeks starting to blush from that thought.

“Jiheon-ssi? Jiheon-ssi? Baek Jiheon?” He called out to you who seems to be in a trance.

“Ah,yy….yes oppa?” you snapped out of your trance.

“Well, you seem to be deep in thoughts, is everything okay?”

“Yes, everything’s fine, I’m just thinking of an excuse to give my unnies as to why I come home this late.” Funny that you say that, as you are also giving excuses to him.

“Well, I hope you already found an answer to that. I’ll be leaving, okay?”

“Yes Oppa, please be careful on your way home Oppa.”

“I will, good night Jiheon.”

“Good night Oppa.”

You watch as he leaves, waiting until he’s no longer in sight before you turn around to walk inside to your dorm. You think back to the time you spend with him today, thinking about how cool he looks while answering your answer, how amazing was the smile that he showed to you, and how hot he looked after being drenched in the rain.

Fuck, where does that body come from, I never knew about that. I thought he’s just a bookworm that only goes commute to school every day. The more I think about him, the more I want him. He might be really cold and seems like a selfish bastard, but on the inside, I know that he’s a warm-hearted, he just lacks interaction with people. Now that I know the reason behind it, maybe I could be a guiding light for him.

Without even realizing it, you made it into the front door of your dorm. You entered the pin and make your way inside.

“Soooooo, Baek Jiheon, was that your [Y/N]-oppa that you were talking to outside?” Your loud jiwon unnie teases you.

“Ya, I thought you said you were gonna come back before 5 PM. I even ordered dinner for you just like you asked. Did something happen?” Saerom said to you while looking worried.

“What do you think unnie? It’s clear that she went on a date with that Oppa.” The tallest member, Chaeyoung, cuts in before you could answer her.

“Ooooooooooo, how far did you go today Jiheon-ah? A hug? A kiss?” Your Jisun unnie smirked.

“Ya, I told you guys that he’s only a classmate of mine, and it wasn’t a date. It was a group study session.” You yelled out loud to stop them from teasing you any further.

“And what were you studying exactly?” This time it’s your Seoyeon Unnie’s turn to ask you a question.

“I know it, it must be human ‘interaction’.” Not wanting to be left behind in teasing, your Nakyung Unnie chirps while making an air quote with her hands.

“I just can’t win against you guys, can i? I’m just gonna go wash up and go to bed, night unnies.” You answered completely disinterested with your unnie’s jokes.

-------------------- Author’s POV (Smut) --------------------

And with that, Jiheon heads toward her bathroom, she takes off her completely soaked clothes off and steps inside the shower. Her hands moved towards the shower handle to turn it on, warm water now drips onto her milky white skin. In the comfort, his word floats back into her mind.

Don’t forget to take a warm shower. It might have sounded weird if it was said by other men but coming from him it sounded extremely hot. The thought that it’s possible for the Oppa she likes to be thinking about her taking a shower, really turned Jiheon on. Along with that thought, came an idea, an idea of doing something that would feel far better than the shower, to masturbate while thinking of him.

She steps out of the shower in an instant not even bothering to dry herself off. Then, she put the toilet seat down and take a seat on it. One of her hands start to feel up her own perky tits, pinching and pulling on her already hard nipple imagining as if it was his lips that latched onto it. Her other hands alternate between tucking her hair back or trying to cover her mouth so that her unnie wouldn’t be able to hear her moans.

Soon though, she finds herself wanting more, so down goes her other hand. It went wandering into her nether reach, and once it arrived, she started rubbing on her bottom lip which is already wet from both the unfinished shower and her own liquid. She starts making circle around her clit with her thumb.

 Her soft moan slowly but surely turns more audible. it’s now only a matter of which sound will her member hear first, the squelching of her pussy as she fucks herself with 3 fingers or the sound of her moaning out [Y/N]’s name.

“Ahhnn fuck, it feels so good. Hhhhh-how I wisshhhhh you were here oppa.”

It’s getting harder and harder for Jiheon to breathe and it’s getting harder and harder for her unnies to ignore their maknaes lewd moan.

“Ya, Jiheon-ah! Finish up already, you’re being too loud you know.” Seoyeon yelled in annoyance.

So she starts fucking herself more roughly in order to reach the sweet release called orgasm. the palm of her hand now rubbing against her clit, and her other hand starts pulling her breast and her sensitive nipple even harder.

“Ngghhh……. Fuck just like that.” She hit that sweet spot inside.

“Y-yyess….. I-I’m so clossseeeee.” She keeps on striking the sweet spot repeatedly, doing what she hope her oppa would do to her.

“Cummm-ming!!!!!” She screams out, as if to tell the world of what’s happening right now.

She came hard, still imagining that it was his cock that was spearing in and out of her velvety walls. Juices sprays out of her pussy, drenching her hands like what the rain did to the both of them earlier. She pulled her fingers up to her mouth and give her nectar a taste. She tastes sweet and she really wish her oppa was there so she could share it with him.

After coming down from her high, Jiheon steps back into the shower, turn the shower on and clean herself up. She smiled once again, as she thought about the time she’ll be spending with him in the next to week. She then steps out the shower, and out of the bathroom. Her leader, Saerom already waiting right outside.

“You really like him don’t you?” She asked.

“I-I do.”

“Then what’s the matter? Why did you end up having to pleasure yourself instead of you know, you and him doing it?”

“I-it’s… just, w—we don’t really know each other yet. In fact, we’ve just started interacting with each other this week.”

“Hmm, so it’s a love in first sight for you then?”

“It’s not exactly date, but I’ve seen him in class often and it just kinda happens.”

“Ooh, how sweet that our maknae’s in love. If you need any help don’t be afraid in asking any of us a question okay?”

“I will unnie, sorry for the commotion tonight. Good night unnie.”

“Good night baby, and what you did is completely fine, you know just how loud your Jiwon-unnie could be when she’s in heat.”

“I know, I promise I’ll never go that far unnie.”

“Well you were pretty close to matching her just earlier.” Saerom chuckled.

“I-I………” Jiheon’s lost for words.

She called it in for the night, still wondering whether her oppa have made it back home yet. Feeling restless, she ends up sending him a text.

Oppa, have you made it back home yet?

I made it back 15 minutes ago.

OK.

What are you doing now?

Eh, right now? I just finished washing myself. I’m about to go to sleep now.

Ah, I see. I also just finished showering. Now laying on my bed ang getting ready to sleep. ^ ^

Good night oppa, see you in class tomorrow ^ ^

Good night Baek Jiheon.

At first, he thought nothing of it, but his mind starts drifting away, he can’t help but have his heart flutter at the text she just sends him. And the emoticon she used, something that reminds him of the way her eyes turn into a half crescent shape as she smiles. God, she’s so pretty, wish I could have a chance with somebody like that, he thought to himself, as he slowly sinks into a deep slumber.

-------------------- Author’s POV (No Longer Smut)-------------------

4th Friday, a week after the finals.

10 AM

Today’s the day that [Y/N] and Jiheon will find out whether they succeeded in helping Jiwoo in passing the class or not. The sound of hurried foot steps could be heard as students rush towards the department’s bulletin board where their grades would be announced. [Y/N] was there first, in fact he was the one who put the announcement up as per the professor instruction. So he knew about the results of his hardships already.

As he makes his exit from the crowd of masses, he ran into Jiheon. Her appearance has changed yet again, her hair’s now colored pink like a cotton candy. She ties it neatly to the back to match the striped shirt and black blazer she’s wearing. Her lips are in a brighter shade of red than usual, but she still looks amazing as ever. How could someone be looking the beautiful 24/7, he thought, reminding himself of her text message saying how she was lying in bed. He thinks about what kind of guy would be lucky enough to have her lying next to them, a popular guy with lot of influence? A rich guy? Some folks with power and status? Anyway, it’s clear to him, that it won’t be someone like him.

While he’s deep in thoughts, she called to him. “Oppa, have you seen the result? Did we do it?”

“I-I Uhh… haven’t had a look at it. I only know about mine.”

“Wow, really? You still refuse to pay attention to other’s placement?”

“I told you before, I simply don’t care about it.”

“Ishh, I can’t believe after spending two weeks together you still don’t give a damn.” She pouts.

“I mean, you were the one who wanted to do this. So how could you not care oppa?” Still pouting, trying to get a reaction from him

“I-I’m sorry… old habits just die hard. And it’s not like you couldn’t see it for yourself right?”

“Well then, just wait here oppa, I’ll take a look at it.” She grabs his hand telling him to stay in his place.

She then slips into the crowd, trying to find her way to the front to take a look at the announcement. Once she’s up there she could see, [Y/N]’s name is on top as always, a bit further down was hers at 4th place, and even more further down was Jiwoo’s, who just barely passed the class.

“Oppa, we did it!!!” She yells out, unable to contain her happiness. The crowd around her looked around and at each other trying to figure out who’s the oppa she was refering to. Who could possibly make the popular Baek Jiheon, jumps out in happiness.

Seeing their reaction, Jiheon finally realized what she just did. She hurries herself to leave the crowd and go back to where the oppa she called out was standing. Sadly, he was not there, she tried to look for him in places where she frequently saw him before. She also went to the professor’s office hoping that he would be there, but instead what she found was her professor who congratulates her for accomplishing the goal. So, she gave up and went home. On her way back, her phone vibrated. Her face lights up with excitement, praying that it’s him explaining why he left and why he had to go. That wasn’t the case.

Hey Jiheon, it’s Jiwoo. The results came out today and I made it.

So, I’m asking about our deal, you said you would come to my party, didn’t you?

Let me know if you can make it today, okay?

Uhmm, yes, I’m free tonight.

I’m a woman of my words so I’ll make sure to come.

Also, Oppa, don’t forget to also invite [Y/N] oppa, here’s his number if you don’t have it.

Sure, I’ll invite him.

As much as I don’t like him coming, he also contributed to my success so that’s only right, I guess.

Here’s the address, see you later Jiheon-ah 😏

See you later oppa

It’s 4 PM now, 3 hours have passed after Jiheon made it back to her dorm. There’s still no message from him explaining where he went earlier. She’s desperate for an answer now, and decided to confront him about it.

Oppa, where did you go? Didn’t I told you to stay while I was checking the results out?

Answer me oppa, I’m mad.

Oppa?

I’m sorry Jiheon, but after hearing you yell out, I just had to leave.

You know how much I hate getting attention.

The whole crowd was ready to shift their attention to us, if I stayed there you know.

Ah, really oppa? Well my bad then, mian T T

No it’s not your fault, it’s just me.

I told you you shouldn’t have to apologize for everything before didn’t i?

Yes, you did oppa, I’m sorry that I’m still doing it T T

There you go again.

Also, I’m sorry for not letting you know earlier, I just felt bad about it and don’t know how to say it

It’s okay oppa ^ ^

But if you feel bad about it, why don’t you buy me an ice cream?

It’ll make you feel much better ^ ^

Sounds fine, but only normal ice cream, okay? No expensive stuff, okay?

Last but not least, you’ll be coming to Jiwoo-sunbae’s party tonight, right?

There was no response from him after that question. She choose to ignore it for now and gets up from her seat to prepare for the party. She picks some clothes that would fit the occasion, some clothes that she hope would end up on the her [Y/N]-Oppa’s floor tonight.

-------------------- Jiheon’s POV --------------------

4th Friday, 8 PM

As you make your way inside the club Jiwoo invited you to, you could hear the loud bass thumping, the heavy synth blaring, and the sound of people cheering and having fun while interacting each other. Something that’s you as one of the most popular girl in the campus is very familiar with.

But tonight is unlike the ones before, because tonight you plan to confess your feelings to [Y/N]-oppa, you’re hoping that instead of making out with some random hot dude you’ve never seen before, you’ll be making out with him instead. Already thinking about how you want to ride him, and how he would pound into your tight needy pussy. How he would fill you up, after he wrecks your hole. But you have to push those imagination to the side for now, as you’ve now arrived to the your Jiwoo-sunbae’s table.

“Jiheon-ah there you are! Finally you’re here.” He shouted as he gets up from his seat, his arms wide open to hug you.

“Oh, Oppa annyeong.” You replied, giving him and awkward hug, that was barely a hug. You would’ve liked to just shrug him off, but you’d feel bad about embarrassing him that way.

Your eyes wonder across the table, scanning each and every person sitting there. There were 9 person in total sitting there, 5 males and 4 females. All of them are clearly intoxicated, 3 of them even passed out already. 2 of the pairs are making out passionately, one while sitting next to each other and letting their hand roam each other body, while the other couple had the girl straddling the boys lap with his hands on her ass. There’s only one thing missing, and that’s your [Y/N]-oppa.

“Hey Jiheon, come take a seat here” Jiwoo said her hands pointing out to a spot next to him.

You nodded to him but stayed still at the same time, you don’t know how you’d even be able to sit there with the couple making out next to it. He seems to notice this.

“YA, YOU TWO WHY DON’T YOU GET A ROOM ALREADY BEFORE HE MAKES A MESS IN HIS PANTS! DO YOU NOT HAVE MONEY FOR IT? HERE YOU GO, NOW JUST GO! YOU’RE SCARING OFF OUR LOVELY JUNIOR HERE YOU KNOW!” He screamed out telling the couple to scramble away.

They picked the money up, and gets up. As they pass you, the girl gives a smirk to you as if to signal that you’re in for something tonight. Something that probably involves your annoying Jiwoo-sunbae.

“Here, Jiheon-ah, you don’t have to worry about those 2 anymore. Come sit next to me!”

You followed his instruction not wanting to ruin the mood. As you finally take a seat next to him, he continues in speaking nonsense.

“I’ve missed you so much Jiheon-ah, did you miss me too? I mean, we haven’t seen each other after the finals last week.” There’s only one thing on your mind. Gross.

“Not really, and it’s not like we actively meet each other before that.” You replied in the nicest way possible.

“Ah how mean, that hurt me you know? Right now I’m really happy that you’re here though.” You couldn’t help but think about a million other ways you’d like to hurt him. So Fucking Gross.

“Well I’m just fulfilling my part of the deal, anyway where is [Y/N]-Oppa? Did you invite him?”

“Oh, him, well I did invite him, but he said that he doesn’t want to come. His reason being something along the line of how he doesn’t fit the occasion or something.” He leans into your shoulder as he answered the questions.

“That’s just bullshit.” You yelled in response, annoyed at [Y/N] for not coming and at Jiwoo for leaning on to you. You sit up straight now, which in return pushed his head off your shoulder.

“I actually agree with him, it’s a good thing that he knows his place. He would’ve ruined the mood had he came here.”

“What do you mean? He’s a nice guy no way he would ruin the mood even if he’s here!” You protested.

“Well it doesn’t matter if he’s here or not, but since he’s not here why don’t we have fun eh? What do you want baby? Go ahead and order any drink you want.” He’s now even bolder than before, probably because he doesn’t like how you keep on talking about [Y/N]. As you sit there still trying to assess the situation, he moved one hand to your thigh and started to rub upwards towards your private part.

That was too much for you.

“HOLY FUCK YOU’RE FUCKING GROSS!!! How dare you put your filthy hands on me you fucking prick? Do you even know about the concept of consent you fucking primate. Don’t think that because you’re rich you could just get away this you fucking cunt.” You screamed as you get up from your seat. Everyone in the club stops and stare at the scene unfolding in your table.

Nobody stopped you from storming out of the party simply because they were too shocked at what just happened, not even Jiwoo. Nobody have ever stopped him from doing what he wants. Nobody have ever spoken up against his action. Nobody, but you.

Tears started rolling down your face as you think about what just happened. How he sexually harassed you in public. You feel disgusted at the event that has just transpired. And you just couldn’t think straight. In the heat of the moment you somehow ended up in front of [Y/N]’s place, eventhough it’s miles away from the club you were. Somewhere in a cheap-housing area on the outskirt of the town.

You ring the bell to his place and waited for a moment, tears still rolling down from your face. Not long after he came out, wearing a plain shirt while drying off his hair with a towel.

“J-Jiheon-ssi…, W-why…are you here? And why are you c-crying…..”

You couldn’t bring yourself to answer his stupid question, and you slapped him instead. A hard one that would probably leave a mark on him. You didn’t mean to, but you just needed someone to pour your anger towards for what happened earlier. And you believe he’s the one who would accept it.

-------------------- OC’s POV (Smut) --------------------

Ding dong. You could hear your doorbell ringing as you made your way outside your bathroom after you finished a nice shower. You hurriedly made your way to your front door to open it.

You live in a cheap-housing area so you don’t have one of those CCTV camera that could show you who’s ringing your doorbell. Safe to say you were surprised to see who you find standing right in front of your entryway, Baek Jiheon, one of the most popular girl in your Uni, the first girl that you have ever feel any feelings for, and sadly the girl that you would never see being your girl friend.

But here she is, standing right in front of you, with tears rolling down her rose-tinted cheeks, one that matches her also pink hair. You noticed she was wearing a white puffy top and a black jean short that showed off her amazing milky-white thighs. You needed to be on top of your game, just to be able to avoid staring at it.

“J-Jiheon-ssi…, W-why…are you here? And why are you c-crying…..” You stumbled your words. Unfocused due to the sight in front of you.

Instead of an answer, what you get was instead a hard right-handed slap across your face. You froze in place, standing still for what felt like over an hour. No matter how you approach it you still couldn’t grasp the situation unfolding right before your eyes. What she just did to you out of the blue, all while she cried her heart out.

Instead of thinking about it on your own, you tried to understand her. You step closer towards her, spread your arms open so you could pull her into your embrace. She didn’t reject your action, so you then place her head on your shoulder, giving her a shoulder to cry on while you whisper continuously whisper words of comfort to her ears. You’ve never done this before, in fact you learned about it from the drama you watched the other day.

You’ve always wanted to embrace someone or be embraced by someone, but you’re too scared to let anyone close to you let alone to share your feelings with them. All because of the background you grew up in, never having any parents nor siblings that could care for you, the only relatives you had was an uncle that was too busy trying to make ends meet for his family and you. You also never had time to interact with other people because you had to take part-time job ever since you were in junior high, which resulted in you being a recluse. You never wanted to be this way, but you just don’t know where to start in order to fix yourself, sometimes you even feel hopeless about your own condition. And tonight, might just be the start looking for.

After a while, Jiheon have finally calmed down, her breathing patterns now return close to normal, though she still had some tears underneath her eyes. You decided to ask her once more about what happened and how she ends up here.

“How could you ask me those question Oppa? You should know that this is all because of you.”

“B-But… I have no idea, I just finished showering just now, I’m gonna be making dinner after this, and maybe eat it while watching some drama on my phone.” You explained yourself.

“How could you do it to me Oppa? How could you leave me on my own twice today?” She looks up to you. You could see the anger in her gaze.

“I—I’m…. Sorry Jiheon, I thought we had cleared it up earlier. I even promised to buy you an Ice Cream, didn’t I?” You’re puzzled by her answer.

“And as for twice, what do you mean I left you twice?” You asked her

“Jiwoo-sunbae’s party. Why didn’t you reply to my text, nor did you come to it? You leave me on my own to go there.” You realize where you fucked up now.

“I-it’s just I don’t think I belong there; I don’t know anyone there nor I would want to know anyone there. That’s just me you know.” You tried to justify your action.

“How can you be so selfish oppa? Do you know how hard it is for me to also put up with that bastard shit while we were tutoring him?” She exclaimed loudly, almost shouting.

“But I put up with all of it because I want to help you do it, I know that you really needed the reward from doing it. But you…… you never thought about me even for once, did you oppa?” she clearly couldn’t hold in her anger anymore.

“And what he did to me today, do you know that she tried to harass me in the party? And that I made a scene and stormed out of the party before I went here? I bet you didn’t know did you oppa? And even if you knew, you wouldn’t have cared about it. YOU’RE JUST A SELFISH FUCKING BASTARD OPPA, THAT’S WHAT YOU ARE.” Her words shocked you. You’ve always felt shit about yourself, but you’ve never felt worse than this before.

“AND…..AND I HATE MYSELF FOR LIKING SOMEONE LIKE YOU, I THOUGHT YOU WERE A NICE AND CLEVER GUY. SOMEONE THAT ISN’T OBNOXIOUS LIKE OTHER GUYS, BUT YOU’RE JUST THE SAME. YOU’RE ALSO FUCKING OBNOXIOUS IN YOUR OWN WAYS.” She keeps on dropping bombshell after bombshell to you.

Being calling a selfish bastard is something that have happened to you multiple times, but for her to admit that she likes you is something you never even imagined in your wildest dreams. That’s the stuff of fairy tales, a story of how a princess fell in love with the hermit.

“I—I’m…. S-sorry Jiheon-ssi, I do care about you, I do care about what other feels. I—I.. just don’t know how to show it, that’s why I put up a front saying that I don’t care.” You explained to her.

“I’m sorry for everything that you had to put up for me, I never wanted things to happen the way they did. But I also don’t think that I’m in a position to change what happens.”

“And as for tonight I’m really sorry that it had to happen to you, Jiheon-ssi.” You bowed your head down, unable to maintain an eye contact with her any longer

“I’m afraid that I don’t have anything to offer beside apology. So go ahead if you want to slap me again, I know that you’re angry and that you’re disgusted, so please just vent your anger towards me.”

“I’m sorry…..”The only word you could say to her.

Hearing what you just said, she threw another slap to you. This time it’s a left-handed one, it doesn’t sting as bad as the first one, but you know it’s still gonna leave a mark. She was about to give you a third one before she stopped herself right before it lands. Instead, she caresses your cheek and lift your head up.

“Look at me Oppa.” She said

“I want you to look at me Oppa, please.” She pleads.

You granted her wish, your eyes now staring directly into hers. The anger in her gaze has now subsided, and she now stared at you with a caring eye instead. She’s the prettiest she’s ever been in your eye.

“Listen Oppa, it’s not entirely your fault. I’m sorry for also being selfish about it. I’m sorry about not understanding you enough.” Her words so sweet in your ears.

“I’m sorry that I hurt you, I just wanted you to know how I feel, and I also want to know what you feel Oppa.” You don’t deserve her.

“But if you truly feel sorry about it and you don’t know what to do, I might just have an idea on what you could do for me…..”

“And what would it be? Another ice cream?” You regretted your words as it comes out of your mouth.

“I want you to make love to me Oppa.” She said softly while making a smirk.

“I want you to make me feel good tonight.” She pulls you in closer towards her.

“I want you to fuck me and then fill me up Oppa.” This time she whispered to your ears.

You couldn’t belive what the graphic words that just came out from her mouth. So, you pulled your head back and you give yourself a slap. Jiheon shows a clear surprised reaction to what you did.

“What Oppa? You think you’re dreaming? Here I could even help you with another slap to show you that you’re not.”

“No, I know I’m not dreaming, I must be dead, because I have never even dreamed of this.”

“Oppa!” She yelled, clearly annoyed now.

“I—I……, T-this can’t be real! Y-y..ou’re not…”

Before you could finish your sentence, you feel her lips crash into yours as if she’s telling you to shut up. Her lips tasted sweet, the sweetest thing you ever tasted in your life. You could taste little hint of cherry, a little hint of sugar, and a lot like heaven.

The kiss marks your first ever intimate interaction with each other. Jiheon had her eyes closed through the entirety of the kiss, while you had yours open due to the shock. It doesn’t matter though, as both of you thoroughly enjoys the feeling of both your lips being on top of each other’s. The kiss only ended after the both of you are out of breath.

“So Oppa, are you gonna take me inside or are you gonna keep me standing here?” She said in a playful manner.

You responded by taking her hand and leading her inside to your place. You have no such thing as a living room, so your bedroom is the only option. You both take a seat on the edge of your bed, before once again making contact with your lips. This one a much needier kiss, you lean your head to the side to be able to reach further into the kiss. You give her lower lip a little suck and she responded by poking you with her tongue, asking for access into your mouth. You let her in, and so begins the dance between both your tongue. Your saliva trading back and forth between your mouth and hers. It once again ends only when both of you are out of breath. You spot a drop of saliva on the corner of her lips, so you used your thumb to wipe it.

“Jiheon-ah, do you know just how beautiful you look right now? God, you look just like an angel.”

“How sweet, but you’re only saying that because you just locked lips with me, aren’t you?”

“No, I mean it Jiheon, you always blow my mind every time I see you.”

“Thanks for the compliment oppa, I never thought I’d hear one coming out of your mouth.”

“I—I’m not like that, also do you really mean what you said earlier? About…… what you wanted?”

“Isn’t it a bit late for that question now Oppa? But yeah, I really mean it Oppa. I hope I don’t have to repeat it though.” She said teasing you.

“I—I’m…. just making sure, especially after what happened to you earlier”

“I do mean it Oppa, I do want you to fuck me oppa.” She said Impatiently.

You could only sit in silence after hearing those words come out of her mouth again.

“What are you waiting for Oppa? Why aren’t you taking my clothes off? Just how long are you gonna make me wait?”

This time it’s your turn to crash your lips again her, repeating what she did to you earlier. This one doesn’t last as long as the two that came before it because you instead decided to leave a trail of kiss on her beautiful slender neck. The pleasure pushed Jiheon into a state of moaning. Your hands then roamed her chest trying to find the buttons that’s holding her top together. You snap them open in a blink of an eye and took them off in one swift motion.

You stopped what you were doing earlier to breath in the sight in front of you. Her perfect little breast coverd in a pink bra that matches her hair. You reached behind her, trying to find the strap of her bra.

“Can I?” The most rhetorical question you ever asked in your life.

“O—of course Oppa…….. i-it’s just….. mine’s not as big as other girls.”

“It’s perfect Jiheon-ah.” And with that you unclasped her bra and let it fall to her lap.

You can’t help but to admire her perky breasts, her nipple already stiff from the kiss earlier. You stare right into her eye as if you were asking for permission to touch. She nodded, knowing full well what you meant. And so, you reach out to it. Feel the smoothness of her skin and the softness of her pillow. You cup one of her breasts with your left hand and grope the other one with another, trying to see which movement she likes more. Jiheon whimpers at your every touch.

Not satisfied with only touching it, you decided to bring your lips toward the right one, sucking and nibbling on her pinkish nipple with it. Her entire body turns from milky white into a shade of red. A light layer of sweat starts to appear on part of her body. Her moans are more audible with every second you spent fondling and sucking on her breast. Letting you know that she doesn’t want you to stop.

You don’t want to disappoint her, wanting to give her even more pleasure you started moving downward. Planting kisses all over her toned tummy and poking her navel with your tongue. She giggled as you did so, so you decided not to stick around and goes even lower towards her crotch. You unzip her jeans short and lifted her ass for a second in order to slip it off. Leaving her in a laced panties that matched her bra. You lifted her one more time this time leaving her completely naked as you took it off. Then you asked her to stand up and spin for you so you could fully take in the sight and admire her heavenly body. You give her meaty ass a light slap earning yourself a gasp from her mouth.

“Do you like it Oppa?”

“I-I… do Jiheon, you have such an amazing body.” You answered her questions nervously

“Do I Oppa? Can you tell me one more time Oppa, I can’t quiet hear what you said Oppa.”

“You really do Jiheon, you have such an amazing body.” You answered again, this time with more weight behind it.

“Thank you Oppa, I’m really glad you like it.”

“Please eat me Oppa, I want you to make me feel good.” She begs you with her puppy eyes.

You made her take a seat on the edge your bed one more time, this time with her legs spreads wide so you can have easy access into her needy core. You bring your mouth closer to her feminine area. Leaving trail of kisses and giving her thick thighs a squeeze on your way there. Once again, you found yourself doing something you’ve never done before, so you had to open your memory up to a plethora of stuffs you’ve watched on screen before. Only this time it’s porn and not your run of the mill drama series.

You start with making circles around her clitoris, hearing her start panting as you do so. Her lady part was already wet with her juices with tasted sweet and a bit tangy in your mouth. You flicked her clit with your tongue once before you insert it into her depth. Dipping your tongue in and out of her hole, earning a moan everytime you stick it inside.

“That’s it Oppa, just like thahthhhhhh…….” Her speech now blurred.

“D-ddo…. you l-like… how I taste Oppa-aahhhh….?” It’s getting harder and harder for her to string words together.

“I do Jiheon, you taste so sweet.” You take a quick break to answer her vulgar question. In this moment, Jiheon took some time to calm down her breathing and made another request to you,

“I’m so close Oppa, can you fuck me with your finger Oppa?” Another one in the list of things you’ve never done before.

“H-How many fingers Jiheon?” You asked, afraid of doing it wrong and hurting her.

“I want three Oppa.” The answer she gave you. She smirks thinking that your question was meant as a way to tease her.

So, you followed her instruction, you insert three digits into her depths and start pumping. You wrap your other hand around her thigh and plant a kiss on it before sticking out your tongue and trace a line towards her clit. Her moans keep on growing louder, the words that exit her mouth barely contains any meaning, that was until you hear her screams

“Nggghhhh………….. Cu—Cumminggggg! I’m Fucking Cumming!”

And with a suction to her clit, she finally came. You keep your hand pumping in and out through her orgasm, though in a much slower pace. Splashes of juice keep on flowing out of her depths drenching your palm completely and with some even making their way to your sleeve. Her walls clinging tightly into your fingers all the way through her orgasm. Once you can feel her walls easening up around your finger you pull them out and brings them to your mouth. You took a step back and gets up to sit next to her, once the both of you are on eye level you make a show out of cleaning your finger with your mouth.

“Oppa…… kiss me, I also want to know how I taste”

You give in to her request, opening up your mouth and letting her tongue inside. Lost in the moment you don’t even know what you’re even tasting anymore, whether it’s her lips, her saliva or her juices. Everything mixed up making a concoction that tasted so sweet in your tongue.

“Oppa it’s your turn now, please take off your clothes so I can make you feel good”

So, you took them off, everything thrown off to the side in an instant. Leaving you in only your briefs.

“Oppa, you have such a nice body do you know that?” Jiheon coos.

“I—I Uhh….” You don’t know how to react to her compliment.

“I love everything about it, your wide shoulder………, your collar bone…….., your…..broad chest…….” She licks her lips, clearly showing how much she likes your body.

“Your toned abs are perfectly to my liking…….. it’s toned enough to show clear lines but not overdone to the point that it’s disgusting.” She continues singing her praises while devouring you with her eyes at the same time.

“Your firm arms……” She said as she wraps her fingers around it.

“But there’s one thing you haven’t showed me yet Oppa~” She looks up to you

“Can I Oppa?” Her puppy eye staring right into your soul.

“Y-yes… you can.”

And with that she moved her hands toward the bulge inside your briefs, rubbing your staff through the thin layer of fabric. A wet spot now clearly visible on it, and with a swift motion she freed your hard rod from its constraints. Her eyes now wide open, her mouth ajar as your cock springs to life. Drool starting to form on one corner of her lips, safe to say the sight of your manhood is leaving Jiheon’s breathless.

“So how is it Jiheon? Do you also like it?” You asked her a question, trying to break her gaze from your penis.

“I—I….. Uhhh….. It’s so B-Big. Daddy’s so fucking big.” You couldn’t believe what you heard.

“Uh-uhhhhh daddy?” you ask her

“Yessssss. Daddy! I should call Oppa Daddy for how big his cock is.” More vulgar words leave her mouth.

“Is that okay with you Daddy?” Jiheon asked for your permission.

“Of course, I’d like it if you call me that Jiheon-ah.”

“Then can you call me Baby, Daddy? You can’t be the only one with a pet name after all.”

“Of course, Baby girl, I’d do anything for you.” You added your own flavor to her pet's name.

“Thank you, Daddy.”

Happy with the exchange, Jiheon brings her face closer to your crotch. You could feel her warm breath over you cock. She brings her finger and wraps it around your length. She starts stroking it while mouthing to herself about how big your cock is. Your precum starting to drip from your slit, which bring her to position her mouth even closer to it. She sticks her tongue out and start licking around your tip, lapping up every drop she could find. You can’t help but to let out a groan for all the pleasure she’s giving you.

“Mhmmm, Daddy taste so yummy!” She said once she’s done licking all of your precum. She then sucked on your tip for good measure.

“God, T—that… feels amazing baby.” You exclaimed.

“Just hold on Daddy… I’ll make you feel even better.”

And with that she started giving you a blowjob. She starts by planting kisses in every inch of your cock, all the way from the base to your tip. She then flattened her tongue against the bottom part of your cock and started painting a trail of saliva upwards into your slit. Once she arrived there, she retreated her tongue back into her mouth and you were eager and what move she’s gonna do next.

Her soft lips are the next thing you could feel against your tip. She moved her head forward and finally slipped your cock into her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed out to give your cock suction.

“F—Fuck!!! Just like that baby, that’s amazing!”

“D-Daddy! Did I just hear you curse for the first time?” She pulled your dick out of her mouth, surprised to hear what you just said.

“Y-y..es…. I did, I’m sorry baby I—i…. just got too carried away.” You said as you stroke her beautiful cotton candy-colored hair.

“No don’t be Daddy, I like it when Daddy talks dirty to me.” You never knew that words could turn you on so much. “I want Daddy to treat me like a little slut and use my pussy for his own pleasure.”

Fuck, the only word that comes up in your mind right now. She just woke up the beast inside of you, something that you didn’t even know was there before. She seems to notice it too by the way you were staring at her. She brings your cock back into the warmth of her mouth, her tongue lathering your cock with as much saliva as possible. Each bob of her heads brings her closer to fully devour the entirety of your length.

“F-Fuck Daddy you’re so big, it’s gonna take a few try before I could take all of it inside my mouth.” She said with her drool spilling out from the corner her mouth.

“And you can have as much try as you want baby.”

She brings your hands towards the back of her head, signaling her call for help to be able to take the entirety of your length. Her hands now grip your thighs, using it as a makeshift anchor point to help her in achieving what she set out to accomplish. The two of you starts working together, you thrusted your hips forward as she plants her face to your crotch. You could see her eyes starting to water, you wanted to stop afraid of hurting her, but she kept going. You let wordless moan out as if you’re cheering her on.

Seven tries later you could finally feel your tip hitting the back of her throat, her chins now touching your heavy balls that’s ready to explode anytime. She kept that position for as long as possible, only stopping when she choked on it and her lungs screaming for air. Your cock is now fully covered in her spit and her hair now in a disheveled state.

“I did it Daddy, did you like how it felt?”

“I do, I love the way you take my cock in your mouth baby.”

“And I lwove havwing your cwock in my mwouth Daddy.” She said to you with your cock back inside her mouth, though it wasn’t long before she pulls it out again, “But now… I want you inside my pussy.”

“I want you to pound me with your big cock Daddy…” She said to you with a cheeky smile

You were eager to do the honor of fucking her, but first you needed to be honest.

“J-jjiheon-ah… I’m really sorry to disappoint you, but I’ve never done it before. I’m actually quite clueless on this matter.”

“Really daddy? Well…, I’m actually happy to hear that I’ll be your first.” She gave you a smile

“Just listen to me and I’ll promise we’ll be okay Daddy…” Once again Jiheon takes the lead. “First, why don’t you try fucking my thighs? I noticed this from earlier, but you seem to really like it.” She stood up, her hands now caressing her own milky thighs.

“I—I… do Jiheon-ah, they’re amazing.” You tell her nothing but the truth. “S-so uhhh… how are we doing this?” You can hear the uncertainty in your own word.

“First, I want you to stand up and position yourself behind me.” In an instant you take your position behind her. Your gaze focused on her meaty asscheeks that’s on full display. You really wanted to grope and knead them, but you choose to hold your desire inside because there’s more pressing matter at hand.

“Then, I want you to take your cock and slip it in between my thighs Daddy.” You followed her command, placing your cock in between the gap of her thighs. She closes them shortly afterwards. Your cock now sandwiched in between her soft milky thighs. Jiheon lets out a soft whimper as she feels your throbbing cock rubbing against herself.

She then bends her body forwards, pushing her ass backwards into your crotch. “And finally, I want you to thrust in and out of it Oppa, I want you to make yourself feel good.” She said as she turns her head to face you, she nods her head to let you know that you can start.

So, you did, you pulled your hips backward and then you groaned as you thrust it forward over and over, and over again. She stood still and maintained an eye contact all throughout the process, giving you her seal of approval for everything you’re doing to her in the moment. It doesn’t take long before you feel yourself close to having a climax. The sound of your hips smacking against her ass and the sight of your length appearing and disappearing in between her thighs was too much for you. Not to mention the feeling of your cock rubbing against her lovely thighs, you’ve never felt anything softer ever before. How you wish you could have it as your pillow every single night.

“F-fuck Baby I’m……. C-close.”

“Keep on going Daddy, I want you to cum for me! Please cum for me!!!”

Her words bring you over the edge. Strings after strings of your cum fly out from your throbbing shaft. You counted a total of 7 individual load being ejected from your balls, some landed on her thighs, and some landed on your bed.

“Fuck! So warm and so thick! I love Daddy’s cum.” Jiheon let out a gasp after feeling your hot cum landing on her skin. She traces the cum on her thighs with her slender finger and bring it close to her mouth. She brings her finger inside, making sure that she had your attention while doing it. She slurps, and then she swallows.

“Have I told you that you taste amazing yet, Daddy?” She asked you playfully.

“You did Babygirl. But I don’t mind hearing you say that over and over again.” You smiled to her.

Done with the pressing matter at hand, you take your time in admiring her ass. You give her tasty buns a squeeze, alternating it with a kneading motion in a rhythm that only you could hear. Her beautiful cheeks are as soft as her meaty thighs, if not softer.

“S-spank me Daddy! Spank me just like the way I slapped you earlier. I want my ass to be glowing red by the end of the night.” She made another request. Such a needy girl, you thought to yourself. But you can’t help but to grant her wishes, it’s the least that you can do for the love of your life.

“Bend over for me!” And so, she did.

You lift your right hands up and bring them down onto her ass in one swift motion. Leaving a red print of your palm on what is normally, her white ass.

*SMACK*

“F-FFUCK!!!” She screams out in pleasure.

Her body jerks in response, before tensing up again in preparation for the next one.

*SLAP*

Next, it was time for your left hand to get a turn. You hover your palm right above her ass, then you pulled it back and strike her ass. It’s not as hard as the first one, but judging from the scream that left her mouth, she seems to enjoy it just as much. Her left cheeks now just as red as the right one.

*SMACK*

You didn’t give her time to rest before giving her another one, this time you do it sideways instead from above. Her cheek’s now an even darker shade of red than before. You decided to stop for a second to ask if she’s alright.

“A—Alright? I feel fucking…. A-amazing Daddy!!! I Fucking Love it.” Jiheon answered. It’s getting hard for her to breathe and even harder to speak properly.

*SMACK**SPANK**SLAP*

Her words pushed you to send several quick slaps onto her ass. She lets out wordless moans and gasps in return. The sight of her cheeks rippling against your palm with each strike is enough to make you hard again. You know that all of this is turning her on, but deep inside you can’t help but feel bad about leaving Jiheon in a complete state of whining mess. Her bare ass glows a dark shade of red and her back is now drenched in sweat.

Satisfied with your work, you go into your knees and instead, gives her red cheeks a kiss. You knead her buns hoping that it would act as remedy for her sore ass. You bring your nostrils into the valley in between Jiheon’s soft mound and inhale the musky scent of her wet cunt mixed in with her back entrance. It was mesmerizing, and you wanted more. You stick out your tongue and give her asshole a lick.

“Hhhnnn… Not there Oppa, I’m so dirty down there.” Jiheon stopped the daddy-act for a second, showing her discontent for your action.

She stood up, pulling her ass away from your face and then she crawled up into the bed. You let out a small whine as a response, sad that you couldn’t get taste more of her puckering hole. But you hold yourself back, acknowledging her refusal, you’re a gentleman after all. Jiheon now positions herself laying on your bed, her legs are spread wide to invite you in. Her cleanly-shaved pussy begging to be eaten once more, but she had other idea.

“I want you, Daddy; I want you inside of me now…” She pleaded, once again taking advantage of her puppy eyes.

“I want you too baby girl.” You told her as you climbed above her

You line up the tip of your shaft with Jiheon’s entrance, feeling the heat permeating from the depth of her core. You calmed your breath down and look up into her eyes

“Are you ready babe?” You asked her one more time, just to make sure.

“Couldn’t be more ready Daddy.” She answered excitedly.

“Well, here we go.” And with that, you slid yourself into her needy pussy.

Jiheon’s velvety walls were incredibly tight, it’d be impossible for you to stick your shaft in if she hadn’t had her orgasm earlier. You’re glad that she did, her juices act as a lubricant to help you push your dick an inch at a time. Stretching her pussy and rearranging her insides. The hunger and the need in her gaze also wouldn’t allow you to stop even if you wanted to.

“FUCK! Keep going Daddy, keep going until every inch your cock is inserted into me!” Jiheon cried out. It’s not like she had to say that though, because you had no plans of stopping.

You groaned out her name as you reach ever closer to bottoming out inside of her. She responded by digging her nails into your arms, it was painful, but it won’t stop you from chasing after your goal. You pulled your hips back a little before slamming each and every inch of your length into her cavern. You must have hit the jackpot, as her walls spontaneously contract around your shaft, and you feel juices come gushing from her core and out onto your thighs. You try your hardest to keep your shaft inside against the rushing torrent, let her finish her orgasm before you take your next step of action.

“F-fuck Daddy…. I—I’m so sorry. I’m sorry for cumming without a warning…” Her cheeks glow red from the embarrassment.

“It’s okay baby, I love it when you cum for me.” You leaned down and gave her neck a kiss. You caress her cheeks to let her know that it’s fine.

“Now then, I want you to make love with me Daddy.”

You once again grant her wish and began thrusting into her, slamming your hip against hers, over and over again. She appreciates every single one, you could tell from the way her pussy feels wetter with each insertion of your cock. Not to mention the lewd compliments that keep flying out of her mouth. Next you find yourself lifting her legs and bringing the up to your shoulder, you wrap your arms around her soft thighs as you repeat the pistoning motion over and over again.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking big Daddy.” Jiheon moaned as you kept her filled to the hilt, your cock sending shockwave of joy into every inch of her tight cavern.

“You stretch me out so well Daddy, FUCK!” Jiheon cried out. Her hand reaches out to her perky tits in order to pleasure herself even more, and you responded by planting a kiss on her slender legs.

“Oh fuck, oh shit…... My tight little pussy feels fucking amazing Daddy!” You couldn’t agree more with what Jiheon just said, her pussy molding itself into your cock on every single entry. Unable to form a sentence you only responded with a hum.

“Fucking pound me daddy! Fucking use my hole until you cum! Don’t stop!” Never once in your life, you’d imagine Jiheon screaming out such vulgar words at you, all the while you’re balls deep inside her on top of it.

She shuts her eyes from the pleasure, unable to maintain eye contact any longer as she feels her 3rd orgasm of the night inching ever closer. Her whole body turned into a shade of pink and drenched with sweat, her breath’s short, and her chest keep contracting in a rapid manner.

“D—Daddy I’m so close! Please don’t stop, please, please, please...” She pleaded again, and you obliged.

You pumped her needy pussy even quicker than before, only leaving the tip of your cock before slamming everything back inside. Jiheon’s moans grow louder and louder, sometimes she even lets out a shriek due to all the stimulation you’re giving her. And once her climax finally arrives, her hips buckled upwards, her mouth gapes, and her hands gripped your sheets tightly. Your cock was ejected due to the strong flood escaping from her core. She sprayed her juices all over your abs, your cock, your thighs, and it definitely ruined your bed sheets. You tried your hardest not to cum to the sight of of Jiheon squirting right in front of your eyes, which for you, was the obscenest thing that you’ve ever witnessed.

“Fuck… Daddy that was fucking amazing! I’ve never experienced a climax like that ever before. You truly are amazing.” Jiheon said finally breaking the silence that happened as the both of you tries to calm your breath down.

“Is that so? I’m glad if you’re satisfied.” You smiled as you stroke her hair, “I was afraid that I’d disappoint you, you know.”

“No Daddy, in fact you’re the best I ever had.” Jiheon wrapped her hands behind your neck, and she pulled you in for a kiss. This tasted even sweeter than the ones that came before it, but sadly the two of you couldn’t keep it for long because you’re still out of breath.

“You haven’t cummed yet, have you Daddy?” She asks you.

“Technically speaking, I already did.” You joked.

“Ya, that one doesn’t count. That was only the practice round Daddy…”

“Well then, why don’t you rest your body against the headboard Daddy? Just let me ride you… let me make you feel good Daddy.” Jiheon said, as she slipped her body from underneath you in order to get on top of you.

“I’d love that baby.” You replied to her, and you take your position just as she instructed.

As soon as you’re in said position, Jiheon moved up and hovered on top of you. She straddles your lap, while also leaving trail of kisses all over your chest. Her hands drew circle around your nipple, before tracing down a line towards your shaft. She grabs a hold of your now fully erect cock, and she gives it a few slow strokes, preparing you to enter her warmth again. She gives you a cheeky smile as she lines up your tip with her wet entrance, and with a wink she plants your cock into her tight little pussy once more. You groaned at the familiar feeling of her walls clinging tightly into your shaft.

“Fuck! I still can’t get used to just how big you are Daddy.” Her dirty mouth once again in action.

“And you feel so fucking tight Babygirl, I love how warm your pussy is.” You braced yourself to finally give a respond to all the vulgar things Jiheon had said towards you.

“Thank you, Daddy, I love it when you give me compliment. Can you please do it Daddy? Keep telling me how you are feeling.” She definitely noticed your lack of response earlier.

“I will Babygirl, now go ahead and ride me!” You gave her a command for the first time tonight, and she obliged.

First, she planted her palms on your chest, then she starts lifting up her hips before slamming it down again onto your crotch. You reciprocated her actions by placing your one of your hands on her small but perky breast, giving it a squeeze and a pinch to her already stiff nipple. You use your other hand to caress her cheeks and lift her beautiful face up, so she could maintain an eye contact while riding you.

“Do you know how beautiful you are baby? I just can’t stop myself from admiring you babe.” You try to string some words together into something sweet for her, and she responded with a whisper and a moan.

“And I love how you’re riding me baby, actually no, scrap that! I love you Babygirl, I love you so much Baek Jiheon” You exclaimed, finally being honest and telling her what you truly feel towards her.

“I love you too Oppa, I really do. I’ve loved you for a long time and I’ll love you for even longer.” Jiheon replied to you, once again dropped the Daddy-act to have a heart-to-heart conversation with her lover.

You pulled her in for another kiss, the sweetest one of the night. This one’s full of affection, a sign of you surrendering yourself towards each other, trust shared, and bonds made. She gives your lower lip a bite, you let out a little gasp in response, and in that short moment she slipped her tongue into yours. The two of you taking turn to give each other lip a nibble, and when you’re not, you have your tongue inside each other's mouth, dancing and flirting with each other. You pass your saliva back and forth between each other mouth making a sweet concoction for the two of you to enjoy. As you grow deeper into the kiss, you start thrusting your hips upwards into her, and she can help but to moan into your lips.

Jiheon pulled her face backwards and break the kiss as the two of you ran out of breath. The sound of her moan and your groans replaces the sound of your lips crashing against each other, all the while the sound of her ass smacking against your thighs keep playing in the background. This proofs to be too much for you as you feel your second of orgasm of the night creeping closer. You reach your hand out to her ass, giving them a squeeze, which resulted in Jiheon moaning out your name. You give it a little slap, and she responded by letting out a gasp. You thrust into her even quicker, and she matched your pace.

“O—Oppa… are you close?” She noticed it from your movement and the feeling of your cock throbbing inside her.

“Y-yyesss…. Jiheon, where should I—I?” Your speech now blurred.

“Do it inside Oppa, I already took pills earlier so it’s safe.” She assures you.

“A-are you close… too baby?”

“I—I… am….”

“Let’s do it together” You pulled yourself up and reach your arms behind her back. Bringing her into your embrace. You kissed her neck one more time, making sure she feels like she’s wanted. She put her arms behind your head, pulling you even deeper into her neck. And as she looks up into the ceiling of your humble abode, she came.

“C-Ccum..minggggggg!!!” She yelled out in ecstasy. Her hips stopped bouncing and instead opt for a gyrating motion, rubbing her sensitive lips against the base of your shaft.

Her walls clamped around your shaft, making it even tighter than before, almost making it painful for your shaft, but somehow it doesn’t. The way her walls contracted around your shaft brought you over the edge. You thrusted you cock inside her for one last time, burying it deep into her core, and you let yourself finally have a release. Your balls exploded, sending unending waves of your thick cum into her depths. You painted every inch of her velvety walls with your semen, making sure there are no spot left unattended.

“S-so…… warm… I—I f-feel so full…” Those are the words you heard as soon as your orgasm subsides. Jiheon seems to still be out of it, her mind was blank, her mouth agape, and her limbs turned into mush. You pulled her down towards you so that she’s laying on top of you. You asked repeatedly whether she’s okay.

“I thought I told you before Oppa, I feel more than fine and more than okay… I feel amazing!” She smiled as she answered your questions, her signature half crescent eye once again appearing tonight. The sight was incredible to see, more beautiful than any other view, and more romantic than the cheesiest drama series you’ve ever watched.

“S-so Jiheon-ah, ar-are… we dating now?”

“Yes Oppa, today’s our day one.” You could never grow tired of her sweet smile.

“Mmm, Oppa do you have any spare towel? She asks as she gets up from you. “I want to take a shower after all that.” She tugged on your arm.

“I-I do, it’s on my closet. Just open the door and you’d be able to see it.”

She stood up and followed your words, and after finding one, she looks back towards your direction.

“Uhhhh, are you gonna stay there for the rest of the night Oppa?” she asked you.

“J-just give me a second, I’m still taking all of this in… You can go clean up first Jiheon.”

“First? B-bbut I thought we were g—gon..na clean up together…….. Daddy.” She stuttered her words, clearly teasing you as she enters your bathroom.

You didn’t even give her a response, but you did get up onto your feet and raced towards the bathroom. Tonight’s gonna be a long… long… night…

||PROLOGUE||

It’s the beginning of your final year in uni, sadly your lovely girlfriend, Baek Jiheon, won’t be attending school for the next 3 weeks due to her comeback. But still, everything’s much better for you now. During the break, Jiheon took you to some gatherings where you were able to interact and make friends with other. With her support, you were also able to push yourself to apply for some internship programs, you were even accepted into one with a quiet decent pay. Oh, and one last thing, your commute to class is now less lonely, thanks to what Jiheon did for you. She recorded herself singing your favorite songs for days when she couldn’t be there with you, and today’s one of those.

Once you made it to class, you took your usual seat in the front row. You pulled out your notebooks and utensils, your mind still focused to listening to Jiheon’s voice on your earpiece. That was until someone tapped on your shoulder, you look back to see, hoping that it was a pleasant surprise from Jiheon.

“Excuse me, My name’s Gaeul. Jiwoo-sunbae told me about how you helped him in passing one of his classes. Soooooo, I was wondering if maybe you could do the same for me on this class?” She didn’t even bother to make small talks, instead opting to go straight to the point. “I’ll be sure to make it worth all your troubles… In one way… or another.” She gives you a sly wink as she delivers her lines.

A/N, congrats on making it this far. Whether you like it or not, I’d like to thank you for reading my first work ever. I certainly hope the smut parts toward the end could at least balance out all the nonsense I spewed in the beginning. Last but not least, if you ever feel lonely and there’s no one for you just like OC, pls don’t be afraid to reach out. Also do stand up against sexual harassment! Also, I'm not quite sure to whether I'll do something related to the prologue as I already have something else planned for Gaeul, TBH I only came up with the prologue because she looks so good on those pics.

#kpop smut

[kyupidos]

100 FOLLOWER milestone event !!

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HELLO.. one hundred followers ( or, 106 to be specific ) !! in all honesty i never expected that.. so thank you all 🎉 !

of course, i must do an event in honor of such a milestone ᕦ( ^-^) !! this event will be halloween themed in honor of reaching this milestone in october!

the event will last from the friday this is posted, october 13th, to october 27th, so it will last two weeks time. this is the timespan you have to submit a req, as since i’m still a bit new to this i may be late to getting out posts..

specifics under cut !

now, the general rules are here <- however i’ll state some event specific rules right now !

event rules ,

twisted wonderland ;

one : characters i write for include every nrc student, and rsa students ( che’nya & neige ) as well. i do not write for rollo or nrc staff. ortho & grim are strictly platonic.

two : depending on what you want ( i’m willing to write in headcanon, drabble & ficlet format ), you can request in groups ( ex housewardens, first years, etc. ), but otherwise you can only req a maximum of four characters.

obey me ;

one : i write for basically all the character cast except for thirteen, raphael, and mephistopheles. ( nothing personal, i just haven’t gotten far enough for them yet. ) luke, of course, is strictly platonic.

two : equivalent to twisted wonderland’s second rule.

genshin impact ;

one : since there are far too many characters to count, please check my genshin impact masterlist for the characters i can write. if they are not listed, i will not write for them. as usual, kid characters are strictly platonic.

two : since genshin impact has a large character cast, i will only accept a maximum of three characters per request.

three : with genshin impact being more fantasy based, contradicting quite a few of the prompts, it will be set in a more modern setting. hope you understand!

ocs ;

one : “oc” is a little too broad, so for specification— i will write your ocs as an xreader to one of the formerly mentioned fandoms ( twisted wonderland, obey me, genshin impact ). to make a request, please describe your oc as detailed as possible, or else i will not be able to write for you properly!

two : depending on what you want, you can only request for a maximum of three ocs. for example, if you wanted a headcanon format, i may do the same prompt with each individual oc. however, for something detailed like a ficlet, i will only accept one oc.

prompts ,

note . maximum amount of prompts per character depends on what you want; as mentioned, i’m willing to write in head canon, drabble & ficlet format! headcanons = three prompts, drabbles = two prompts, and ficlet = one prompt. please keep this in mind when you request!

all prompts are taken from @/scealaiscoite’s halloween prompts! go check them out because they were a life saver for this..

again, tysm for this 100 follower milestone!! you guys are all the best <3

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I will only break your pretty things

A/N: hi i have no idea how to format fic on here!!!!! Un-beta'd so bear w me peace and love <3

Summary: Ariadne is Hathor's avatar. She doesn't know if that's a good thing.

Word Count: 1730

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Being Hathor’s avatar certainly had its perks.

For one, Ariadne had no problems getting a date on Friday nights. Just a quick glance, a flash of the teeth, and suddenly she had men and women begging to buy her a drink. 

It was an eventful life; never could Ariadne say her life was dull. Not anymore, anyways. Between the pregnant women she dealt with daily - in the supermarket, the clinic, even the street if she was unlucky - and the men tripping over themselves to get to her, she was always on her toes. 

Which is why a simple, quiet day like this made her so incredibly anxious. 

She’d awoken perfectly. The sun had streamed through her curtains and across her eyes, gently prodding her awake before her alarm had even gone off. It was Saturday, which meant hair day for her. The wood was cold under her feet, but not uncomfortably so, balancing out against the heat of her skin as she padded her way to the bathroom. 

It felt like a goddamn miracle when she found her curls the picture of perfection. She couldn’t stop staring at them for a minute, twisting the dark strands around her fingers mindlessly as she inspected her reflection. No tricks, she realized. Model curls cascaded between her shoulder blades and over her shoulders, which meant her Saturday was suddenly free. 

Ariadne kissed her two fingers and raised them to the sky in acknowledgement before tying her hair up and starting her skincare. Ever since she’d taken up this job, skincare was largely unnecessary, but she was a creature of habit to the end. Her morning passed quickly after that – shower, coffee, news reel, pick some random outfit that she was sure would end up matching perfectly – and suddenly, it was 9 am with nothing to do. 

She debated re-reading one of her mythology books, but couldn’t find it in her to stay still long enough. The apartment was suddenly stuffier than it had been, claustrophobic and all too eager to keep her trapped inside. No, she needed to move, she decided. Ariadne pulled her coat off of the couch and pulled it on in one swift motion, grabbed her keys, and was out of her apartment before she could stop herself. It wasn’t until she got out to the street and felt the windy chill of London’s air that she snapped back into herself. 

What was she doing? She had nowhere to go at this time of day on a Saturday. The library wouldn’t open for another hour or so, nor would her favorite coffee shop that was just down the street from her flat. Ariadne shoved her hands in her coat pockets – a silly little white trench coat Hathor had gifted her – and started to walk along the sidewalk aimlessly. The people rushed past her, parting like a stream around a boulder. Every so often, someone would catch her eye, and she’d tuck her arms closer to her sides and slip away again before they could call out to her. It was nothing new the way people stopped and stared – not anymore anyways – but it did annoy her endlessly. 

Ariadne walked and walked, heels clicking against the sidewalk, until she was suddenly aware of the shadow following her in the windows of each department store. She sighed quietly and pulled out her sunglasses. They were a simple black pair, torn hastily from a Boots shelf in the dead of night and embellished with scuff marks and gold accents. She liked to think they had personality. Ariadne put them on casually, despite the overcast London sky, and continued her stroll. The shadow did not disappear; its presence loomed closer with each step. She whistled a tune and tried to keep her voice from shaking, praying to Hathor that the people closed behind her as quickly as they parted in front. 

The ghost of breath brushed against the back of her neck. Ariadne almost froze, but something – maybe Hathor, maybe someone else entirely – kept her walking. It was automatic, the way she moved now, disappearing into the flow of people instead of forcing them apart. The wind picked up around her and bit at her cheeks, making her flinch and squint. The air seemed to push past her sunglasses straight into her eyes. She stopped suddenly and turned halfway, standing on the edge of the curb and ducking her head to escape the wind. She felt the whoosh of a person passing too closely behind her and looked up before squinting away again quickly. Ariadne took off her glasses and rubbed at her eyes, cursing slightly at missing the chance to see her pursuer. 

She shoved the glasses back on and flinched as a double decker bus stopped right in front of her, brakes screeching and echoing off the buildings behind her. The doors opened, and she finally comprehended that they were waiting for her just as the driver opened his mouth. Ariadne stepped on quickly, not wanting to be caught when her shadow inevitably turned back around, and flinched again when the doors slammed shut. 

She was quick to find a seat, eager to blend among the bus inhabitants. The man next to her was fast asleep, mouth half open and slightly snoring as his neck craned backwards and almost touched the glass window. Her neck panged in empathy for the pain he was sure to be in as she sat down, smoothing her trench coat over her knees. Ariadne looked up just in time to spot her shadow staring directly at her through the window as the bus pulled away. 

He was an older man, with blond hair and eyes that seemed to stare straight through into her contracted soul. Her eyes widened slightly, and she was grateful again for the shades. He didn’t stop looking as the bus pulled off; she resisted the urge to stand and move to the back, just to see if he would step into the street and continue watching. She blinked, one, two, three times, and shook her head to free herself from the thought. 

Ariadne looked around the bus and slowly became aware that she was horribly out of place among the passengers. Her trench coat was just fancy enough to make her seem like a character out of Westminster. The sunglasses didn’t help either; as ratty as they were, they were still fancy enough to be out of place. She supposed she should be grateful for Hathor’s gifts, but it was difficult when the woman across from her wouldn’t stop glancing at the fabric of her coat. 

Her train of thought was cut off abruptly when the man next to her rested his head on her shoulder. She flinched violently, leaned away, and suppressed a laugh when the man snapped his head up. He blinked a few times and looked around the bus; it looked like he was trying to make sense of where he was. Eventually, their eyes met, and his cheeks flushed in embarrassment. 

“Was I…?” Ariadne nods before shifting in her seat and facing forward again. The man rubbed his face and leaned back in his own seat. She could see him out of the corner of her eye; he kept opening and closing his mouth, fidgeting with his hands nervously like he wanted to say something. 

“I’m sorry,” he says abruptly. She nods in acknowledgement. He shifts in his seat and clutches his satchel close to his chest, clearing his throat and looking away again. They ride in silence, legs crossed in opposite directions. The man doesn’t stop shifting and looking around; his nervous energy is beginning to invade the serenity she was trying to find. 

“I’m Ari,” she sticks her hand out to him to shake. It surprises both of them, but she doesn’t take her hand away. The man nods, his black curls shaking and falling across his forehead. 

“Steven. With a V,” he shakes her hand politely and smiles. It’s a dorky grin that she can’t help but reflect. They part hands and she brushes a piece of hair out her face before folding her hands back in her lap. 

“Can you tell me where this bus is going, Steven?”

“Uhhh…the museum?” He sounds as uncertain as she feels. She laughs softly and pushes her glasses up so they are flush with the bridge of her nose. They are silent again for a minute, the absence of her response lingering in the air. She can see the questions beginning to form behind his eyes.

He opens his mouth again, and the bus screeches to a halt. Ariadne almost jumps out of her seat, flashing a quick smile at Steven before bee-lining for the bus doors. She pushes past the oncoming group of people and takes a deep breath. The air burns her lungs when she inhales, smog and petrichor mixing in an acidic cloud around her. The heels of her boots click against the sidewalk; she shoves her hands back into her pockets and takes a second to look back at the bus.

Steven has switched seats; now his hands were pressed against the glass, his palms fogging up the window as he inserted himself between the rail and the woman already sat. Ariadne pulled her sunglasses down slightly, resting them on the tip of her nose and looking over the tops of them at him. She gave him a toothy grin and winked as the bus pulled away, not breaking eye contact until he was finally out of sight. 

Ariadne breathed in the air again. It didn’t sting any less the second time around. Exhaust fumes, rain, concrete, perfume – it all mixed inside of her, burning her from the inside out. She cracked her neck and sighed, rolled her shoulders, twisted her back. Another sigh escaped her when she picked out the slow, measured footfalls that had been following her before. She saw him first this time, his cane clicking against the sidewalk casually. The alligator head at the top of it was almost familiar to her, but she didn’t have time to ruminate on it. Begrudgingly, she took off her sunglasses and hooked them on the breast pocket of her coat. It was time to face this asshole, whoever he was. 

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A/N: Again, no idea how to format fic on here. Can you tell I'm an ao3 girlie?

#moon knight #steven grant #arthur harrow #hathor #original character #i dont know what im doing #is it obvious i dont know what im doing #writing worm

[moonshotpods]

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[corvidry]

Hi! I am working on an assignment for school, and I am trying to find information on how animal crossing is styled. Through my scrounging of the internet I saw a link that lead me to your website that was a "Animal Crossing Style Guide" but it no longer exists. I was wondering if you might have some pointers that I could learn from for my project?

Hi there,

You're about 2 weeks shy of that link working. I just changed web hosts and rebuilt my website and ended up taking down the blog section, which is where that content lived. The Animal Crossing Style Guide was an article / blog post I wrote a few years ago around the time New Horizons came out discussing the topic of animal crossing character designs for artists. While the post no longer exists online, I did archive it to hopefully host again in the future, but I havent gotten around to remaking the blog yet. In the meantime here's literally the entire thing in a tumblr post, and if I remember, I'll try to update whatever links I can. Sorry if it reads or is formatted a little weird on tumblr, but rest assured it's identical except for some shopping / sponsor links that dont need to be on this version. No idea if this is the sort of thing you need for your project, but good luck and enjoy!

Animal Crossing Style Guide: Artist Tips for Drawing Your Favorite Characters

Apr 24 | Written By Birdy

Hello and welcome to this week’s edition of Fandom Friday. If you’re like every Nintendo Switch owner  right now, you’ve been playing Animal Crossing nonstop for the last month.  And who can blame you? This irresistible chore simulator has no trouble winning the hearts of the masses by helping us fall in love all over again with our favorite animal neighbors. Nintendo found a way to make tedium fun by implementing a fun reward system and fully embracing the rule of cool, or rather, the rule of cute if there is such a thing. Why do I like it? I don’t know, man!! It’s adorable! It turns my brain chemicals into a relaxed, happy soup.

If you’re an artist it’s possible you’ve seen these cute character designs and thought “I want a piece of that for myself.” I know I have. If you love to draw the Animal Crossing cast or have some OCs of your own who you want to mesh with the AC universe, read on for some mini tips for drawing in the Animal Crossing style. I’ve been studying the style for the past few weeks and this guide is a pretty compact version of what I’ve learned, but feel free to let me know if you guys want more.  It was fun to study these characters and I’d love to expand upon this with a more definitive guide or deep dive into more specific aspects of the style!

On to the basics!

Villager Bodies

In the graphic below I describe that most animals are a little over 2 heads tall. That’s because the characters in animal crossing tend to have very large, bulbous heads as part of their appeal. You’ll find that certain species, such as eagles and gorillas, do break this convention slightly, often appearing with their anatomical midpoint lower on the chest than most smaller animals.

That said, this isn’t a hard and fast rule necessarily. While the height and shape of AC bodies is generally in the neighborhood of what’s stated above, there is some variation between installments of AC. Compare the following images and you’ll see what I mean.

As you can see, Bob’s shape and proportions vary between Wild World and New Leaf, as do many of the other characters. While many current players likely think of New Horizons as the definitive style for now, I would encourage my fellow artists to experiment here. Play around with height in the 2 to 3 heads tall range and see what you like. Stylize the torsos to your taste. It’s entirely possible to remain within the AC style of drawing while still making some details your own.

Heads

Heads of AC characters are a bit of a complex subject because there are literally so many different species of animals who all have their own goofy, lovable little faces. I’ve done my best to break them down to the basics without getting too specific about one species or another.

As you can see, even the the more complicated animals can be broken down into these simplistic, bulbous shapes that Animal Crossing loves so well. When designing a new character, it’s wise to plan their head and body using basic shapes before you tack on any other extraneous features. By doing this you can ensure that your character has the round, soft features that are key to Animal Crossing before you ever have to decide what their face looks like or what their personality should be. When in doubt, round it out. You’ll be drowning in the cute in no time.

Speaking of faces, feel free to let me know on social media if you’d like me to expand upon this guide in terms of facial features and placement. I avoided the topic in this case because I wanted to focus more on foundational elements, and animal faces felt it a bit broad for that scope. The sheer expanse of animal individuality in this game allows for quite a lot of different faces with quite varied placement. And that’s not even including the human character options!

Limbs

Arms are perhaps the simplest section of this guide because there are so few styles of arm in Animal Crossing. The vast majority of characters you encounter will have the cylindrical arm style, or something close to it. At that point, all you’ll have to do is vary the length to suit the character.

Birds and octopi are one exception to this rule, with birds in particular being the more complex of the two. In most instances, bird characters will have those flattened out oar shapes for forearms with a simple texture stretched over the shape, but on occasion some birds will have distinct feathering as part of their model, which can at times distort the underlying shape for the artist trying to make sense of it. Our owl friends, Celeste and Blathers, are good examples of this.

With birds and octopi in particular, don’t be afraid to experiment a bit with the design of the limb. Some birds, like Blathers and Celeste, have wider forearms, and many octopi have interesting textures for their suckers. In addition, don’t be afraid of extending or shortening the standard cylindrical arm shape, as this shape can be applied to all different sized animals, from cats to hamsters and beyond. Some animals will have very short stumpy arms while others will have longer ones. Some villagers have slender, delicate arms, while others have bulkier ones. You can adjust the proportions of the shape to suit the character you’re drawing.

Legs on the other hand….those are a different can of worms. I’d like to preface this by saying that legs are another topic I’d love to go into greater detail on if there is interest because this graphic could afford to do the topic a bit more justice.

As with arms, most animals have the same simple cylinder that can be widened and extended as needed to suit the body of the animal. Birds once again have a unique trait in this department, but beyond that, leg styles vary widely. Mostly in the foot department, I should say. When starting off you’ll find that most animals maintain a cylindrical leg even if they have a unique foot, and in most cases the foot can be constructed out of a dome shape attached to the cylinder. Not unlike a plunger, if for some reason the stick was on one side of the plunger rather than in the center. On top of that, human characters can now wear a large variety of shoes, making this a second topic that I felt went beyond the scope of this exercise. If you’re interested in a more thorough explanation of Animal Crossing legs and feet, feel free to let me know. I just might write about it in more detail in a future installment.

But never fear! Feet, like most unique animal traits, do share similar design elements across the entire game even when they don’t look particularly alike.

Designing Unique Features

So you’re an artist who wants to draw a specific character, or maybe you want to design a brand new character. You can construct a simple animal body, but then what? What makes this character Your Character™ rather than Bob or Molly or Flora?

Despite how similar these animals all are in basic constructions, each animal and human has their own unique design elements that set them apart from one another. It is nigh impossible to cover every single interesting design element of every single animal in every single game, so here are some tips that will aid you in drawing any element you decide to apply to a character while still keeping them cute as a button.

Just like up top, I reiterate. Big, round, soft shapes. Even the most hardcore animals in Animal Crossing look soft and huggable to some degree.

Take for example, these animals who all should be at least a little bit scary.  Animal Crossing’s art style keeps them appealing even with their rougher traits on display. Alfonso the alligator should logically be among the most feared of reptiles, yet his sleepy eyes, gently sloping snout, chubby cheeks, and tubby belly give him all the charm of a stuffed animal. His pointy teeth feel more like a clumsy after thought than a mechanism for killing prey.

Coco the bunny is designed to look like a haniwa figure, an item commonly buried with the dead  during the Yayoi period of Japanese history. Coco’s Japanese name is, in fact, Yayoi. In addition, many items in her house are reminiscent of Japanese funeral decor.  She’s supposed to be a little unsettling. Her facial expression does not change like those of other villagers, so she can’t smile at you or put you at ease the way other characters can. Indeed, Coco wears a permanent somber appearance, but even so, she looks sweet and pleasant to touch. Her face is completely curved and she is given the body of a bunny villager.  Her huge, round ears and tiny, dainty paws evoke the charm of a little rabbit even from a villager whose whole design is meant to remind one of death.

Rasher the pig and Spike the rhino have similar charm. Both of them don scars all over their bodies and in some cases wear aggressive looking shirts in their rough or rustic homes. Still, with Rasher’s big sleepy eyes and friendly round belly, he could almost give you a Winnie the Pooh vibe if you squint hard enough. Spike, meanwhile, has had his horns rounded ever so slightly at the tips and his curved hooves and short tail make him seem far from threatening. Even the most edgy creatures in the Animal Crossing universe can appear somehow friendly by making use of these softening design elements.

Go Forth and Draw

And that, in essence, has been my broad overview of Animal Crossing’s art style. I consider that last tidbit to be the most valuable tip of all. By closely studying the way Animal Crossing characters use round bodies, gradual slopes, and pleasant curves, you can make even the most threatening of animal characters look cute and perfectly cuddly for your town, village, or island.

Once again, please let me know if there are particular elements of the Animal Crossing style you’d like me to look into more closely. This has been a very broad and very general overview of the character designs, but I would absolutely love to dive deeper into this art style. If you use this guide to improve your Animal Crossing drawings, feel free to tag me on Instagram, Deviantart, or Tumblr, so I can see what cool art you’ve made!

Have a great weekend, The Internet! Can’t wait to see you again for the next Fandom Friday. If you need me, I’ll be waterscaping a moat around Raymond’s house.

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