#I explicitly said it's not omo

[ilovedthestars]

Hi Stars! I've been thinking some more about media with deep platonic relationships, and I'd like to recommend Victoria Goddard's Nine Worlds fantasy universe. She has several interconnected series set in different parts of the same world, most of which have a lot of "love as in significance" going on.

In particular, The Hands of the Emperor and its sequel, At the Feet of the Sun, focus on the deepening friendship between the Emperor and his personal secretary (later Lord Chancellor), Cliopher. The sequel makes it explicitly clear that Cliopher is ace and the relationship he dreams of having with the Emperor is a queerplatonic one. Both books are enormous doorstops, but I love their leisurely, character-focused pace and overall tone of compassion and hopefulness.

Ooh, thank you so much! I can enjoy a good doorstopper if it's well paced, and this sounds really cool. I went to go look up a summary on the author's website:

An impulsive word can start a war. A timely word can stop one. A simple act of friendship can change the course of history. Cliopher Mdang is the personal secretary of the Last Emperor of Astandalas, the Lord of Rising Stars, the Lord Magus of Zunidh, the Sun-on-Earth, the god. He has spent more time with the Emperor of Astandalas than any other person. He has never once touched his lord. He has never called him by name. He has never initiated a conversation. One day Cliopher invites the Sun-on-Earth home to the proverbially remote Vangavaye-ve for a holiday. The mere invitation could have seen Cliopher executed for blasphemy. The acceptance upends the world.

I can already feel the platonic pining, oh my goodness. That kind of imbalance, wanting to be close to someone who's revered as a ruler and a god, being devoted to them as both but also caring about them as a person--it's so juicy. I imagine this is why some people love bodyguard romances and similar plots, but knowing that the desited end state of this pining is queerplatonic makes it so much more exciting to me.

I read the sample on the website too, which is sizable and took me all the way up to the invitation. I'm intrigued by the worldbuilding, I love that the protagonist is a bureaucrat whose life's work is trying to help people and shift political systems to be better for the citizens, I love all the complicated emotions of his trip back home and trying to reconcile his two lives. I can already feel that compassionate, hopeful, contemplative tone to the writing, and I can already tell that this is a story that treats friendship with weight.

I mean, look at this:

He thought of his lord, pacing in his study, bearing the weight of the world on his shoulders. Thought of how well they worked together, the enmeshing of respect and knowledge and good humour and experience. Thought of leaving his lord to the court. Thought of leaving his friends in Solaara-Conju and Ser Rhodin and Commander Omo-how none of them had families, had lost them in the Fall. Thought of leaving his work undone. All those projects slowly, delicately, unobtrusively transforming the government according to his vision of what the world could be. Thought of his lord, never failing to do his duty. Thought of his lord, with no one to joke with him. Thought of losing that—he could not call it friendship, could he? That implied a kind of equality, and there was no equality possible between the Sun-on-Earth and anyone else. But call it a relationship, that was permissible. He suppressed the wish that he dared call his Radiancy his friend.

And this:

"You saw this beautiful place, and you thought I would like it, and that I might enjoy a—a vacation after finishing up my present project, so you rented it for a month in my name, am I correct?" Cliopher swallowed. But his Radiancy said I, not we. He held to that. "I did not presume so far, my lord. It is in my name." His Radiancy continued to frown silently for several moments longer. And then he said: "Thank you, Cliopher." When Cliopher glanced up in surprise, for his Radiancy's tone had changed utterly, he saw that his Radiancy was smiling and there was even, oh just perhaps, the suspicion of moisture in his Radiancy's eyes, and Cliopher sank back to the ground in sheer relief and wonder and also a kind of pain, for he had seen that kind of surprised pleasure before in the faces of people receiving entirely unexpected but welcome gifts. And it occurred to him, somewhat later, after they had settled into their usual work, that if he, who was the chief member of his Radiancy's household, had never before dared offer a gift to his Radiancy beyond the tithes and service expected of him, then apart from his Radiancy's sister, who barely wrote and even more rarely came to court, there was no one else to do so.

I think I am going to LOVE this book. I've requested it from my library, and I can't wait for it to get here. Thank you so much for the rec!!

#stars answers #book recs #tbr #love as in significance #i NEED this to hold up to the promise of the first few chapters because the first few chapters are SO GOOD #you've nailed EXACTLY the kind of relationship vibes i was looking for #not to mention the vibes of a story that's as full of quiet unassuming kindness as this seems to be #no idea what kind of plot that starts with the inciting incident of 'wanna take a vacation' takes up 800 pages #but i am trusting that it will be a compelling one whether it stays quiet and relationship-focused or turns into something more dramatic #it makes me so happy to know this an explicitly queerplatonic story :) #long post #also the 'to call it a relationship was permissable' was a little funny in contrast to murderbot's 'it's not a RELATIONSHIP' #made me laugh at the difference in language

[omo-robin]

New pinned post

I feel like I need to make a new pinned so I am. I’m Robin (fake name for the sake of having a secret blog), they/them pronouns, and I’m 20.

This is my omorashi blog. I write omorashi fanfics of fictional characters which you can find on my ao3, OmoRobin. I also post nonsexual prompts here.

My main fandoms are Dangan/ronpa and King/dom Hea/rts. (I’ve only written one K/H omo fic but I definitely want to write more since I’ve been really into it again lately.) Feel free to send me omo related asks about these fandoms! I’d love to hear your headcanons and whatnot :) (Though please be 18+ to send stuff and interact. I know I’ve never explicitly said anything about this before, but it’s a safety thing so I have to enforce this.)

I’m not into diapers, age-play, or irl omo so please don’t send me asks about these things. i’m extremely picky about sexual omo, so don’t sent me asks about this either. (Also please don’t dm me about your holds.) Pretty much anything else is fine, but here are some of my favorite tropes/scenarios:

• desperation and all the signs that come with it (my favorite aspect of omo)

• just made it (especially with really good relief scenes)

• wetting (i don’t really have a preference between making it and wetting bc desperation has always been my favorite aspect)

• vehicle omo

• vocal/dramatic/shamless characters

• stoic characters becoming vulnerable when desperate

• double desperation (ESPECIALLY with a stubborn/stoic character and a shameless character)

• alley peeing

• trapped somewhere omo

• school omo

• omo fics based on canon scenes

• movie theater omo

• there was only one toilet

• bottle peeing

• desperate crying

• hurt/comfort

also here is my omo tier list

Okay, well I think that’s all I have to say! :)

#omorashi #fictomo

[frenchfrywrites]

Short Levi fic

MINORS DNI

Warnings: Dom Top genital ambiguous reader (could be strap could be cock), sub Levi w/ hemipenis, cockwarming, mommy kink, toys, piss kink/omo/watersports, overstimulation, everything's consensual but it's not explicitly stated

Levi told you as soon as you entered his room that he wanted to cockwarm you while watching anime. It seems like he rehearsed asking you with the way he said it all in one big breath.

“Alright, totally,” you agree easily, and within a handful of minutes he’s seated fully on your cock, leaning back against you as you start up the new show he wanted you to watch. Being the insatiable man he is, you only make it through a couple of episodes before Levi starts grinding back against you. Naturally this leads to you fucking him in earnest, until he interrupts you.

“Wait,” your hips still. You can see the nape of his neck is flushed a bright red. “Um,” he pauses for a moment, you assume he’s likely overthinking.

“What is it, baby boy?” You ask, running your hands through his hair.

“I-” he pauses again then starts to slowly lift himself off you “I want to show you something I got.” Well you’re not going to argue with him, so you watch him waddle off. He comes back with a comically large onahole. Your confusion must show on your face, “I want you to use this on me,” he explains, nervously shifting from foot to foot. “Please,” he adds softly, for good measure.

“Of course baby, c’mere,” you beckon him back to you, and he carefully slips your cock back inside, moaning and whimpering as he does. Once he’s comfortably seated he hands you the onahole, and you grab the lube next to you to slick it up. You briefly wonder if he had to get it customly made so he could fit over his hemipenis. Once you’re done lubing up the toy you focus your energy into fucking him at the pace you were before, and then slip the onahole over his cocks. Levi gasps then keens at the sensation, his head falling back against your shoulder. He lets out high pitched moans and whines into your ear, hips stuttering like he can’t decide whether or not he wants to fuck himself back against you or fuck himself into the toy. You stroke the onahole at the same pace that you thrust into Levi, quick and hard. He’s clenching around you like he’s on the edge of an orgasm when his eyes shoot open and he grips your arm,

"ungh, no- gotta pee," he confesses, like it's being punched out of him. You slow your pace, but don't stop.

"Then go," you encourage, a devious smile making its way to your face. You bet that the first time he stopped you was when he first realized he had to pee. How cute that he thought he could hold it so long.

Levi hips shakily jerk upwards while he shakes his head. "I can't mommy," he stresses, gnawing on his bottom lip, he turns to look up at you from where his head still rests on your shoulder, little tears pricking the corner of his eyes. You cock a brow upwards, hitting his prostate hard with your next thrust and watching the way his jaw drops open.

"Why not? Let go, baby boy," you reassure.

"It's embarrassing!!" he groans, panting and shaking, now refusing to make eye contact. You coo,

"it isn't. C'mon baby," you push gently on his tummy with your free hand, "dirty this fake pussy with your piss, little Leviachan." He chokes at your words, then lets out an absolutely obscene whine.

“Yes, yes, yes," he chants, completely submitting to your wishes (and his, but he won't admit that). It takes him a second and then he's letting go. You watch him release his bladder into the disgusting toy, praising and cooing while he does. When he's finished you lift the onahole off to empty it out over his cocks. While you have the toy pulled off him you’re able to see how he’s wet with lube and pre and piss. You watch him twitch under your gaze so you slide the onahole back down, and start fucking him once again, determined to have him fill the toy with cum next.

“Mommy I’m gonna cum suh- oh- soon,” he whimpers, and you’re not that surprised.

“Ok baby, but I'm not going to stop fucking you,” you let him know. He knows his safe words, so you know he will tell you if the overstimulation will be too much. He nods,

“Kiss me please momma?” Levi begs sweetly, and you easily oblige. As soon as your lips meet he’s cumming. You keep your pace steady as you thrust into him. When he’s done you remove the onahole again, and bring it up to his face. You pull away from the kiss,

“Clean up your mess,” Levi shivers at your command. He eagerly brings his hands up to hold the onahole and dives in, slurping and sucking a mix of his cum and piss messily from the toy. “Good boy,” you praise, and Levi’s cocks twitch with interest. While Levi is preoccupied with the toy you reach down to play with his cocks, bringing them to full erection. “Oh sweet baby,” you coo, “you’re getting excited again so quickly. You must really like the taste of your cum and piss, huh?” you tease causing Levi to whine pathetically. You gently flick the head of his upper cock,

“If you can cum untouched next, I’ll let you piss in my mouth,” you promise, adjusting your hips so your cock hits Levi’s prostate with each thrust. “Think you can do that?” Levi pulls himself away from the toy, drool and other various liquids make his lips and chin shine,

“Yuh- unh- yes mommy. Thank you mommy.”

You grin and set to work on making him cum again.

#i was going to title this onahole more like omohole but i couldnt bring myself to go through with it.. #I know this is short but it’s just the beginning >:) #i hope it isnt obvious that i didnt know how to end this :P #p/iss #cw mommy kink #cw cockwarming #cw overstimulation #cw toys #om! leviathan #om! #obey me! #spice

[whoseafraidofliloleme]

Invisible Chapter 4

Summary: YN YLN has always been third in Class 2-5, right behind Lee Su Ho and Kang Soo Jin but with both of them having left Saebom Highschool, this is her time to shine. That is until Han Seosangnim asks her to tutor Han Seo Jun. A guy who doesn’t even know she existed.

Ship: Han Seo Jun x Female Reader.

Word Count: 3398 (I really can't write short chapters. Sorry I guess😂🤷🏽‍♀️😭)

Likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated with any reactions or whatever you want to say. Again I really don't know where I am going with this.

True Beauty Masterlist.

Chapter 3.

(I tried finding a gif of the class but couldn't so this will have to do)

Chapter 4:

As you and Seo Jun got to the bus stop. You finally dared to look back and saw that Hae Sung wasn’t behind you. You sighed and looked at Seo Jun, tapping his arm around your shoulders with your other hand.

Seo Jun quickly removed his arm from your shoulders and bumped shoulders with you, smirking at you. He sat down on the bench and motioned at you to sit next to him. Once you sat down next to him, you looked at him.

“Thanks for what you did and said back there, I really do not want to deal with Hae Sung right now” You thanked Seo Jun. Putting his arm around you and helping you to avoid talking to Hae Sung, was a relief. You’d almost forgotten about the argument with Hae Sung while tutoring Seo Jun, seeing him waiting outside, just hit you like a train with the memories of what he said.

“I don’t need an excuse to punch that idiot, just tell me now and Ill happily go and punch him” Seo Jun shrugged, then pointed at the bus approaching and stood up to get on the bus, looking at you, waiting for you to get up too.

You shook your head, Seo Jun looked confused but sat down again next to you.

“Uh, wasn’t that your bus? I don’t have my motorbike so how are you going to go home?” Seo Jun asked you.

“So, what I got out of that is, if you did have your bike, you would’ve given me a ride home,” You asked Seo Ju back laughing when he glared at you. After seeing his glare so much in the last few days, you were growing immune to it. At least you were starting to differentiate between the types of glares Seo Jun had.

“I don’t know how you know what bus I usually get, you stalker but I’m going to Mi Soo Unnie’s apartment. Hae Sung is my neighbour and I know he’ll turn up at breakfast tomorrow morning, so the best way to avoid him is to go live with Unnie for the rest of the week”. Shaking your head, you take a breath after saying so much. What is it about Seo Jun that just makes you word vomit and ramble on, when you barely talk to anyone in your class but with him, you feel like talking about anything and everything.

Seo Jun looked at you sadly, he couldn’t imagine having to deal with Lee Hae Sung as a best friend. That was something coming from him when he had to deal with Lee Su Ho and his stupidity, then again both of them had been at fault for the rift in their friendship but it was all sorted now and he couldn’t be happier about the place he was in with Su Ho.

“YN your really going to avoid your own home just so you don’t have to deal with Lee Hae Sung also doesn’t that other bus go in an opposite direction of the school. That is some level of dedication to avoiding him.” Seo Jun couldn’t understand not going home just to avoid someone, he would miss his bed too much and if that person dared show up at his apartment, well they were definitely not going to be leaving with breakfast.

You smiled, he made a good point, the lengths you were going to were extreme. But this was needed, you needed to put some distance between you and Hae Sung. The things he said to you may not have been the worst stuff he’s spewed out in an argument, but this time it was making you rethink your entire friendship.

“It’ll be okay, Unnie was saying how Joon Oppa was on a business trip and she felt lonely in their apartment, I was going to stay with her this weekend anyway, now I’m just going a bit earlier and her apartment isn’t all that far away from school, I’ll still be on time Seo Jun don’t worry” You explained, As you finished speaking you saw the bus you needed and stood up, searching for your bus pass as you waited for the bus.

Seo Jun laughed at your reply, before tapping your shoulder and giving you your bus pass that had fallen to the ground in your search for it. You thanked him and got on the bus, you turned expecting Seo Jun to get on with you, but he just gave you a small smile and waved at you. You waved back and then found a seat on the bus.

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Choi Soo Ah looked at her classmates. She had managed to convince them all, to come into school extra early to discuss how they were going to deal with showing Lee Hae Sung that he was wrong about Class 2-5 and quite frankly YLN YN didn’t even need him in her life.

For some reason Kim Cho Rong and Song Si Woo were also there but considering that YN, Cho Rong and Song Si Woo were close, she allowed it. Even if the messages she had painstakingly forwarded to everyone explicitly stated that this was important Class 2-5 only business.

Although she should probably thank Cho Rong and Si Woo, for being the ones who had managed to get Han Seo Jun to come to this meeting. Though from what Ju Kyung had told her, maybe Seo Jun was starting to care for YN just a little more than he cared for the rest of Class 2-5.

Which was great for him, sure she shipped Seo Jun and Ju Kyung. But really, she just wanted Seo Jun to be happy and if he was happy with YLN YN then Soo Ah was going to give them every opportunity for that crush to turn into like then love.

“Look guys I know you're tired but we need to have a plan, after what Hae Sung said, there’s no way I’m okay with this friendship carrying on, YLN YN deserves better from a guy who claims to be her best friend” Soo Ah exclaimed loudly, she needed to get everyone up and roaring to go with ideas. Not tired and falling asleep on her right now.

“Can't we just help her to avoid him and that’s it, she’s already living with her sister to avoid Lee Hae Sung” Seo Jun complained, while he was all for making sure that YN didn’t cry over Lee Hae Sung again, he did not appreciate losing sleep to be surrounded by his annoying classmates to plan this.

“Omo, she’s living with Mi Soo Unnie, yah that’s so much more travelling for her. Ugh, the things Lee Hae Sung is making the poor girl do” Hyun Ji said, this whole situation made her angry. She liked to think of herself as YLN YNs best female friend and she had never liked Hae Sung to begin with.

That confused Seo Jun, was Hyun Ji wrong or did you lie to him yesterday. Even if she did lie, why was Seo Jun annoyed at that, you weren’t that close to him. Why should he expect you to not lie to him, and he understood her reasoning for lying but it still stung that she didn’t just tell him the truth. He knew that you probably only said that to him so that he didn’t complain more about Hae Sung being the reason that you were going to live with your sister.

Ju Kyung sighed. With what Hyun Ji said, everyone was suddenly awake now and we're all speaking over each other. This was not helping in the slightest. She locked eyes with Seo Jun and begged him with her eyes to do something to get everyone to be quiet.

Thankfully, Seo Jun understood Ju Kyung’s begging and very suddenly he banged his hand on his desk. That shocked everyone into silence, he motioned to Ju Kyung who smiled at him and started talking about what she thought would be a good way to go about this plan to get you to drop Hae Sung as a friend.

From there, it was a productive discussion, and everyone managed to agree on a plan. It was decided that the quicker they all started acting, the quicker you would drop Lee Hae Sung as your best friend.

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You were running to class. You had woken up at the normal time for school. Forgetting that you were living with Mi Soo Unnie and the journey from Unnie’s house to Saebom was over an hour longer than it was from your house.

Mi Soo Unnie offered to drive you to school, but it was her day off and you felt bad to make her leave the house just to drive you to school. Especially when you had dropped in on her randomly without even telling her.

You saw Han Ssaem leave the Teachers Room and that made you fear being late and so that gave you more reason to sprint to your class. You got to the class and stood at your desk panting, trying to catch your breath. You felt a tap on your shoulder and just waved it off, assuming it was Hyun Ji or someone else.

That same person cleared their throat and you looked at Hyun Ji’s desk and saw her pointing behind you, your eyes widened in shock. If Hyun Ji was sitting at her desk, then that meant….

You turned around and saw Han Ssaem looking at you expectantly. You smiled at Han Ssaem awkwardly before sitting down quickly and looked back at Han Ssaem after taking out your books.

Han Ssaem laughed at you and shook his head, he put his papers down and started with his announcements for the day. You let out a sigh of relief, thank goodness it was Han Ssaem and not Kim Seosangnim, she would’ve had your neck for being late and given you detention immediately.

The bell rang for the break and you stretched your arms. You wanted to take a walk, maybe go to the Shop but as you looked around the room, your eyes went to the door and there you saw Hae Sung standing there. You made brief eye contact, but you looked away from him pretty fast.

As you stood up, Hyun Ji came up to you and linked your arms with hers. She smiled and started to just take you with her outside from the back door, completely ignoring Hae Sung at the other door, on your way Hae Sung tried to interrupt Hyun Ji and talk to you but somehow every guy in Class 2-5 would get in his way and stop him. You didn’t know what was going on with your Class, but you were grateful to them for helping you to avoid Hae Sung.

Once you got to the Shop, you looked at Hyun Ji. She smiled and you two went to get the snacks you wanted.

“Ji, thanks for helping me avoid Hae Sung, I know you probably don’t know why I am avoiding him but I appreciate the help, I just cant talk to him right now. It’s gotten to the point where I’m thinking of blocking his number.” You told Hyun Ji as you guys were paying for your items. Saying thank you to the Ahjumma at the cashier, you started to take the long way back to class. Once you got back to the class, you were shocked to see everyone standing around your desk.

You went there and saw that there was a basket of imported European chocolates on your desk with a note on the basket. You didn’t even have to look to the door, to see Hae Sung waiting there to see your reaction to his apology gift. You took the note and didn’t even read it before ripping it up and throwing it into the bin. You took the basket and started opening it up and looked at Hyun Ji next to you.

“Hey Ji, want some imported chocolates?” you asked her casually, you knew that Hae Sung was still watching from the door and frankly you didn’t care. You wanted Hae Sung to give you time and wait for you to reach out to him, instead of waiting for you, he was trying to bribe you with gifts into forgiving him without actually apologising or even understanding why you were upset with him.

Hyun Ji didn’t say anything but just nodded her head, you took out some chocolate and shared it with her. Then you turned to Soo Ah behind you and offered chocolates to her, you looked at Ju Kyung who was staring at you in shock and offered chocolate to her as well. Then you stood up and went to the back of the class and put the basket on the short cabinets at the back then turned around to everyone staring at you.

“Everyone do not forget to thank Lee Hae Sung for these chocolates, it was nice of him to bring us these chocolates” You made eye contact with Hae Sung as you talked loudly enough for Hae Sung to hear what you were saying. He looked angry, you knew he was thinking of grabbing your arm and drag you out to shout at you, but you did not care in the slightest.

Before the rest of your class could attack the chocolates, you took a few and tapped Seo Jun on his shoulder, he had been napping, while you didn’t want to wake him up, however, this would be the icing on the cake and make Hae Sung even angrier.

He groaned and looked up at you holding chocolates, he blinked rapidly very confused as to why you were holding chocolates in your hands. You smiled at him and held the chocolates out to him, he looked at you and you nodded smiling, encouraging him to take these chocolates.

“Just wanted to thank you for waiting with me for the bus yesterday Seo Jun, also no tutoring today as I’ve got a book club meeting.” Again, you talked loud enough for Hae Sung to hear you and you laughed when you saw that he was going back to his classroom.

No doubt he was going to throw some sort of tantrum or take his anger out on someone in his class. You felt bad about that, you made a mental note to message their class president Eun Hoo and apologise for whatever mess Hae Sung created.

Seo Jun just stared at you, holding out chocolates to him but looking at the door at Hae Sung and then laughing when he stomped away. He didn’t know whether he wanted to take the chocolates or not, while he did dislike Lee Hae Sung, why should he refuse free chocolates. From the reaction Hae Sung just gave. If he saw Seo Jun with those chocolates, he would be even angrier and while that would be funny for him.

Seo Jun didn’t want any of Hae Sung’s anger to affect you. That made him pause, why did he care so much about what would happen to you, it's not like you were friends that he should care. You were just his tutor and someone he wanted to get to know more. He most definitely wasn’t starting to get a crush on you.

No way was that happening. Your relationship with Hae Sung was confusing enough, it was obvious Hae Sung had feelings for you but what you felt for Hae Sung was up in the air and if you even knew that Hae Sung had feelings for you.

Why was he even thinking about this, he had been through enough with Ju Kyung, he didn’t want to like anyone especially not the person who was tutoring him.

“Yah, Han Seo Jun take these chocolates will you, my arm is starting to hurt” you complained when Seo Jun still hadn’t taken the chocolates from your hands. This seemed to jolt Seo Jun from whatever trance he was in and he quickly took the chocolates. You smiled brightly at him and went back to your seat.

“You know, YN that scene of you giving chocolates to Seo Jun felt like it was out of a drama. The girl confessing to the guy with chocolates. Argh so cute, I am here for this ship” Soo Ah said excitedly. You looked down embarrassed before shaking your head and looked down to avoid anyone seeing your blushing cheeks. Unfortunately, you weren’t quick enough.

“Aww, Seo Jun look she’s blushing now; yah I think we’ve got a new couple emerging in our class,” Tae Hoon said sounding just as excited if not more excited than Soo Ah at the prospect of another couple in your class. Seo Jun looked at you getting embarrassed, not lifting your head as other people started to tease you and felt anger. He didn’t understand why he was angry at Tae Hoon embarrassing you like this, but he was, and he had to do something about it.

“Aish, Yoo Tae Hoon shut that stupid mouth of yours before I punch you” Seo Jun snarled angrily at Tae Hoon who immediately stopped teasing you and went back to his desk, miming a zipper closing his mouth. Seeing that reaction everyone else that had been teasing you stopped as well.

You heard what happened and felt immensely grateful for Seo Jun getting everyone to be quiet. You wanted to thank him but didn’t want to stir up rumours so with your head still on your desk you texted Ju Kyung and asked her for Seo Jun’s number. Thankfully, she saw your message immediately and sent his number without even asking why you wanted it.

To Seo Jun:

Thanks for that, u didnt have to do that, but I appreciate it Seo Jun. Sorry about what happened tho, I shouldnt have given the chocolates to u now, if I knew it would’ve started this, I would’ve given them to Cho Rong or Ju Kyung to pass on to you instead. Oh, and Ju Kyung gave me ur number.

Almost immediately you felt your phone buzz and saw youd gotten a reply from Seo Jun.

From Seo Jun:

Watver Nerd, culdve asked for my number yesterday ya know but yeah ur welcome i guess, someone had to shut up these idiots. im happy u gave the chocolates to me, thnx for them bonus was seeing that bastard walking off in anger.

You laughed silently at Seo Jun calling Hae Sung a bastard, although your automatic reaction was to defend Hae Sung, you refrained from doing that and replied.

To Seo Jun:

Yh yh, I forgot sue me for being forgetful Han Seo Jun, I hope you enjoy the chocolates tho, their the expensive type so share them with ur mum and sister.

You knew he would share with his family, but just wanted to remind him, these chocolates were the type that you would finish without even realising it.

From Seo Jun:

Yah, wat do u take me for, ofcourse im sharing w/ my sis n mum, dw abt it, with the way these vultures attacked ill even save some for u.

Honestly who knew Seo Jun could be such a sweetheart over texts, this was a side of Han Seo Jun you never thought you would see.

To Seo Jun:

Aww, thnx for saving some for me too Seo Jun, you don’t have too but im not gonna say no to chocolates.

You smiled as you felt you phone vibrate with a response, Seo Jun was a quick responder, you didn’t think youd be texting with Seo Jun or even get his number but look you having a proper text conversation with him. Such a contrast to last week when you were afraid of him and now not only were you tutoring him but he was slowly becoming your friend.

From Seo Jun:

Understood, if I ever get u mad at me, imma get chocolates to get u to forgive me.

You giggled at his reply to your message and started to type a response. When you felt someone poke you, you looked to Hyun Ji and saw that Han Ssaem was entering the class. You locked your phone without replying and sat up straight ready for the next lesson.

Chapter 5

#true beauty #true beauty tvn #true beauty fanfic #true beauty fanfiction #han seojun x reader #han seo jun fanfiction #han seo jun x you #invisible chapter 4 #invisible ch 4 #class 2-5 #lim ju kyung #choi soo ah #My Writing #Zainabs Writing #my fanfiction #hwang in yeop #moon ga young

[heungtanbts]

bwaha lmao i cant believe i've been in the fandom so long but never realized Jessi and BTS did a phone ad together im cackling at what their reaction to her Down mv would be

that cf is legendary, and omfg i can only imagine their reactions

namjoon: *tries to keep a straight face and says “omo omo” a lot and is shy but also very intrigued*

jin: *immediately turns red in the face and ears and starts babbling noisily about random things like he does when he’s nervous* (“oh man remember when namjoon tried to twerk in AHS and said he felt something dangle” “HYUNG YOU PROMISED TO NEVER BRING THAT UP AGAIN”)

yoongi: *has his signature blank expression, tries his best to think of just his opinion on musicality of the song, mumbles comments about how disgustingly hot it looks wherever the mv was shot*

hoseok: *starts twerking along and making funny adlibs to lessen the embarrassment*

jimin: *has his hands covering his eyes but is peeking through his fingers and is not so secretly watching the entire thing*

taehyung: *is totally unaffected, raises his eyebrows up and down explicitly while making exaggerated comments with his satoori* (“마, 살아있네/maaa, shwara-in-nae~”) (basically meaning: IT’S LIT!) (like yall know what i’m talking about right, he says it all the time)

jungkook: *is too busy admiring the hot ripped guy’s body and debating if he should go workout after watching the mv*

#i literally just laughed imagining all this in my head #ive been studying and doing apps for too long #need to get out and get some fresh air whew #why hello there anon #ot7 #bts

[nigpilot]

You're a dependable ally, Lawan tells Omo-Agege @58 -NigPilot

Senate President, Dr. Ahmad Lawan, has described his deputy, Senator Ovie Omo-Agege, as an invaluable colleague and dependable ally in the leadership of the upper legislative chamber. Lawan stated this in a message of felicitation with Omo-Agege, on the auspicious occasion of his 58th birthday on Tuesday, August 3. The Senate President, açcording to a statement by his Special Adviser on Media, Ola Awoniyi, joins other distinguished senators, his family members, friends, and political associates in celebrating the joyous occasion with his deputy whom he describes as "a worthy son of Urhobo and a great representative of Delta Central Senatorial District." "Senator Ovie Omo-Agege has been an invaluable colleague and dependable ally in the leadership of the august assembly of the ninth Senate. "This has enabled us to work in harmony between us and with fellow Distinguished Senators who had graciously given us the mandate to pilot the affairs of the Upper Chamber. "I am confident that we will continue to work together as we have done so far to enhance the delivery of the promises contained in the Legislative Agenda that we published at the inception of the ninth Senate in 2019," Lawan said. The Senate President wishes the Obarisi of Urhobo land many more years of good health, happiness, and continued impactful service to his fatherland. An indigene of Orogun in Ughelli  Local Government Area of Delta State, Omo-Agege was born on August 3, 1963, and he's a graduate of the University of Benin, Edo State. A lawyer by profession, he's a two-term senator representing Delta Central Senatorial District, from 2015 to date. He was first elected on the platform of the Labour Party, LP before he defected in the All Progressives Congress, APC in 2017. Before becoming a lawmaker, the Deputy Senate President was an Executive Assistant to former Governor James Ibori, who later appointed him Commissioner for Special Duties and Secretary to the State Government, SSG. He contested to be governor but lost to Emmanuel Uduaghan in the primary election under the People's Democratic Party, PDP. FOR INFORMATIONAL PURPOSES ONLY. The content of this Website is made available by the Nigerian Pilot Newspaper Publisher. This Website seeks to facilitate the dissemination of informative, with engaging, and constructive news about events in Nigerian, Africa, and Globally as they happen. The "Distributor" of this Information are the Nigerian Pilot Newspaper and Nigerian Pilot Tv brands of Dom Communication, LLC. DISCLAIMER: FAKE NEWS PUBLICATION. This Website NigPilot collects information from several Independent Reporters and may contain unauthenticated and/or copyrighted materials the utilization of which has not generally been explicitly approved or authorized by the copyright proprietor. NigPilot with concern to increase in misleading social media publications, please report any Fake, False, or Misleading News to [email protected] for immediate action. FAIR USE NOTICE. In accordance with THE LAW, the material on this Website is included for informational and educational purposes. If you wish to use copyrighted material from this site for purposes of your own that go beyond “fair use,” you must obtain permission from the copyright owner or Nigerian Pilot WEBMASTER. For Nigerian Pilot Newspaper Advert Rates Click Here! Read the full article

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[little-owly]

Not to fall down a rabbit hole but during the last stream Eth went to the bathroom a few times and announced it each time before scurrying off but Ty told them he had to go then didn't when neither of them explicitly said it was okay to take a few minutes and/or help him get the things off so he could go. I mean. My first thought was they're at different stages of potty training, second was Ty was holding that entire time and didn't feel good at the end - and I'm not sorry.

YES GOOD SHIT SEND ALL THAT GOOD TYLER HEADCANONS ESPECIALLY AFTER THAT CHALLENGE ethan is further along in his potty training, telling mark so he can add stickers to his potty chart after the stream!! wearing big boy undies and not missing when he aims!!tyler is...well, he's trying. poor boy still in pull ups and has a training potty. he's shy and a bit scared to go potty alone. needing mark or big brother ethan to hold his hand or help him get those pesky pants outta the way!! so he holds until either one of them can take him. he's still making the transition over to big boy!!***tyler secretly having an omo kink and hiding his need to go. knowing how risky it is to hold in front of...oh, 23,000+ viewers. he still goes on, getting through the challenges and all until that damned shock collar comes into view. poor boy trying to get outta it but wincing as he realizes its too late, cursing himself for holding and knowing he's gonna leak. at least he wore dark shorts.

[aare-babatunde]

Why is it such a tragedy if a Yoruba woman finds a non-Yoruba man with whom she feels totally compatible and decides to marry him? She claims that he is a genuinely lovely person with a fine character – often much nicer than any Yoruba man she has met. He is at home with her Yoruba background and culture and both share the same values, hobbies and pursuits. A perfect match, yet not made in Heaven. Why not?

The decision to marry out is perhaps the most telling moment, when a person must consider what being Yoruba actually means. Is being Yoruba simply an accident of birth? Is there a difference between a Yoruba and a non-Yoruba? Can one retain full Yoruba identity if married to a non-Yoruba partner? What if one finds the perfect partner – loving, caring, considerate, good fun – but unfortunately non-Yoruba? If one has found true love, does ethnicity really matter?

1. Where do you come from?

No person just arrives on the scene. We are all the product of bygone generations; in the case of the Yoruba, descendants of Oduduwa and Obatala. Oduduwa’s descended to Ile-Ife and was the first ruler of Ife. The Children of Oduduwa various independent royal dynasties in Yorubaland were subsequently constituted as a nation with Oduduwa held as the progenitor of the Yoruba race.

To date, Yorubaland is said to be dated back around 500 B.C. when Ile Ife was founded. To be born a Yoruba today is not an accident of birth but the sum total of over 4,000 years of ancestral self-sacrifice, of heroes who at times gave their very lives for their beliefs.

Every Yoruba has a very illustrious background – they are all sons and daughters of Oduduwa and Obatala!

2. The first people

One may ask, however, why must I continue this chain, to pass on the traditions and to carry the baton just because I was born Yoruba? There are plenty of others who will carry on the traditions. What difference does it make if I side track a little and shunt myself into a dead-end?

Yoruba are called Omoluabi. The word Omoluabi is an acronym for the phrase, “Omo + Ti + Olu-Iwa + Bi” which means that an Omoluabi is a person of honor who believes in hard work, respect the rights of others, and gives to the community in deeds and in action. Above all, an Omoluabi is an epitome of the sacred wisdom of the 256 chapters of Ese Ifa, containing 1,024 verses. Every Yoruba is compared to a verse in the Odu Ifa. Even if only one verse is missing the entire Odu Ifa is incomplete and invalid. Every Yoruba is an ambassador of his people in his echelon in society. That is his God given responsibility and privilege. To shirk this responsibility is to deny oneself the ultimate privilege.

3. Children

The Bible explicitly forbids intermarriage. The source is in Deuteronomy 7:3-4:

“You shall not intermarry with them; you shall not give your daughter to his son, and you shall not take his daughter for your son, for he will cause your child to turn away from following me and they will worship the gods of others.”

This is also the case in the marriage relationships within the Yoruba religious sphere. In one of our religious text of Odu Ifa, Ogunda Okanran, explores not only religious law but the cultural mandates, and historical markers of marriage. This Odu defined in this Ese Ifa (verse) is a story of Orisa Ogun and Iya Agere. These two were equally told the importance of marriage within and among the Yoruba people and to remain married. It is indicative of the idea that there is no such thing as divorce in the religion of Ifa according to this verse. The Odu Ifa did place a high importance on marriage within and among the Yoruba people.

A Yoruba woman who has already married out and borne children should be encouraged to give them a full Yoruba education. There are today thousands of Yoruba who only have a Yoruba mother. However, to a couple contemplating intermarriage, the facts speak for themselves. Except in a small number of cases in which the mother is very determined and gives the child a very positive, strong Yoruba education, in many cases the child grows up with a mixed and confused identity; in simple English, half-Yoruba. Technically, there is no such thing – one is either 100% Yoruba or not. However, in terms of identity, the child feels only half-Yoruba. Even if the mother is a proud Yoruba, the father, whether Ibo, Hausa, Fulani, Edo, Uhrobo etc., does not share the same beliefs and values. Even if he is sympathetic, or even agrees to the child being brought up Yoruba, there are bound to be differences. Does one support Yoruba or Ibo, both or neither? Whichever one chooses is confusing or even contradictory. Many intermarried couples today support both – but what sort of message does this give the child? Is the child Ibo, thus rejecting the notions of his Yorubaness, or is the child an Ibo with Yoruba roots? It causes great confusion for the child and in many cases the child sees both nationalities only on a superficial level, distanced by his parents from true belief.

The child is also given the test of mixed allegiances. All passages of life create a problem. Should the child be raised as a Yoruba or Ibo, both or neither? Should the child have an Ibo or Yoruba name?

And what chances are there that the child should want to marry a Yoruba, and carry on the chain?

There is another point: people are social beings. From time immemorial they have gathered in communities. One thing the international Yoruba community prides itself in is the idea of the Oduduwa descendants – all Yoruba are one fraternity, one brotherhood, one nation. Wherever a Yoruba goes he will have an international support group that extends hospitality and help, if needed. By having a non-Yoruba child one has extricated the child from that community and bequeathed alienation to him. Everybody wants to belong – it is a basic human need. Intermarriage causes great confusion to children with regard to where they actually belong.

4. It’s in the genes

Marriage in general, even between two people of similar background, entails a certain risk as to eventual adjustment and compatibility. Even if the two have been acquainted for some time there is no sure guarantee as to what the relationship will be like when the acquaintance is turned into a marriage, where the two will be thrown together under one roof for 24 hours a day, day after day and week after week. But when the backgrounds are entirely different, and where these differences date back for scores of generations – and are consequently of a deep and lasting quality – the chances of adjustment and compatibility are lessened.

Intermarriage often results, sooner or later, in friction and unhappiness. That a casual, or even more serious, kind of relationship seemed in the past to indicate compatibility, is not a proof that it would be so ever after in a marriage situation. Even if a couple are happy with each other, deeply in love, and have decided to marry despite their different ethnic backgrounds, there are so many factors that can change a person’s feelings.

Years into a marriage, where much of the relationship is routine, the soul and Yoruba heart may be aroused to search for the deeper meaning to life. There may be a quest for spirituality and rediscovery of one’s roots. Consider the possibility that these feelings will not be shared by your spouse. On the other hand, a Yoruba partner means a shared history and a shared destiny.

5. It’s simply not right

There is, of course, the argument that the percentage of intermarriages is considerable and many of them seem to last. However, the statistics show that the percentage of separations and divorces among intermarried couples is greater than among marriages within a similar background.

To be honest – in the plain sense of the word – one would not wish to drag another party into an alliance which is likely to be troubled. If there is true love between the two parties, one would certainly not wish to cause the other this pain, and would readily forgo the prospect of immediate and short-lived pleasure in order to spare the other the probable result. Otherwise the professed love is tinged by selfishness.

Should there be children from such a union, there is the added consideration of the possibility of the children having to witness constant friction – and worse – between their parents.

One’s personal desire is no justification for involving oneself to involve another person – least of all a loved one – into such a situation, even if the other person is agreeable, and sincerely so. No person has the right to harm another person.

Should I marry a Yoruba just because he is Yoruba?

Many young people feel themselves pressured by their parents to marry a Yoruba spouse and, even though the choice is wider in the non-Yoruba world, they feel obligated to marry within the fold out of a sense of duty. They often ask the question, what is the difference between the Yoruba and the non-Yoruba – both dress the same, both share common values, both eat the same food? If a woman finds herself with a choice between two men, one Yoruba and one non-Yoruba, should she marry the Yoruba man just because he is Yoruba?

The answer is a resounding “Yes!” Yes, because therein lies the potential for a truly Yoruba marriage. Although at present there seems to be no difference between the Yoruba and non-Yoruba, as people grow older they change and mature. The vicissitudes, strains and challenges of life pull a person in all directions. If one is at least married to a Yoruba, there is more common ground and potential for growing in the same direction.

However, as strongly as the answer is yes, it carries an equally strong piece of advice. The institution of marriage – any marriage – needs much hard work. No marriage can be taken for granted. A man and wife must understand that they have to work very hard in order to make the marriage successful.

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