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I LUVIE YOU — huh yunjin

summary : you're a reveluv, but you love the leader of red velvet a little too much, making someone jealous.

pairing : yunjin x 6th member!reader

tags : idol!au ; reader is '01 liner ; jealous!yunjin ; reveluv!reader ; i'm too sleepy to put proper tags, but dw there's nothing too much in this one. it's just too long T~T

requested: ✔

word count : 5.2k

yunjin knew you were a big fan of red velvet, especially one particular member who everyone refers to as a goddess due to her mind-blowing, out-of-this-world visuals. since pre-debut days, the american has found it amusing to watch you freak out over the one and only bae joohyun whenever you see her on your phone during training. after debuting, your members had grown accustomed to sudden bursts of energy being released following a tiring practice session because you were always bound to listen to red velvet after every tiring session, the soothing voice of red velvet's leader filling your ears.

yunjin has always been a witness to your fangirl-like behavior and found it very amusing to watch.

that is, until yunjin developed the same feelings for the bae joohyun that you did, and the american found herself unable to laugh at your usually amusing antics. well, she tried not to, but she couldn't because you were too cute in her eyes.

yunjin fiddled with her chopsticks as she stared at you from the kitchen with such intensity that sakura, who was busy eating, couldn't help but notice. the japanese frowned at the glare on yunjin's face and followed her line of sight, eventually finding you shaking your poor leader on the couch in the living room. the bad boy music video you were previously watching was now abandoned as you went to bug your leader instead after chaewon made an unintentional statement that she quickly regretted.

"you've met irene sunbaenim?!" you shrieked, betrayal swimming in your shining orbs.

chaewon basically gave up right there, letting you shake her like a doll while silently looking for help from sakura and yunjin.

"correction, y/n-ie. it was chaeyeon, not me." chaewon grumbled.

despite yunjin's best efforts, sakura could hear her annoyed groan, and she cast another glance at the american, whose glare had been replaced with adoration as they watched your shoulders sag in defeat and collapse next to chaewon. yunjin returned her attention to the food, looking away from your defeated form, while sakura decided to assist chaewon.

"and that was during iz*one." sakura added.

"not even kkura unnie met irene sunbaenim." chaewon said, trying to make you feel better, but added more salt to sakura's wound.

the japanese's brow twitched in annoyance, despite her smile, prompting chaewon to apologize before turning to tame your hair. you simply huffed at them and crossed your arms, not looking away from the television.

"unfair."

yunjin snorted, causing sakura to return her gaze, but the american did not meet her unnie's waiting gaze. meanwhile, chaewon handed you your phone, which you used to take a picture of joohyun's overflowing visuals during bad boy era.

"another story? really?" chaewon mumbled from next to you, her eyes twinkling with delight as she watched you press on a bunch of hearts. the sight was not unfamiliar to her, but it still made her laugh because of your unending love for joohyun.

"shush, unnie."

yunjin's phone lit up next to her, drawing both sakura and her attention to it. yunjin didn't bother hiding the notification, which came from you, because she caught sakura's questioning yet teasing look. the american attempted to push down the blush that threatened to spread across her cheeks, but failed, so she hid her face behind her phone instead.

however, the american merely grumbled when joohyun's face greeted her once more, casting you a glance as you let out a high-pitched scream when the same woman who has plagued your mind since pre-debut days appeared on the screen. this time, you were watching peek-a-boo.

"what's the matter?"

yunjin showed her the screen, and sakura laughed at the army of pink hearts before looking at yunjin, who was glaring at her food. the older of the two shook her head at the obvious jealousy, but said nothing as she pieced everything together. while sakura was aware of the glares sent your way by yunjin, she never understood why. now, she did.

"since when?" sakura queried.

yunjin glanced at her, but shrugged. "i don't know what you're talking about, unnie."

sakura smirked. "sure, yunjin. sure."

yunjin ignored her as her gaze returned to you, her heart racing as she wondered if you could get any cuter than you are right now. one thing about yunjin was that she couldn't take her eyes off of you. it was a running joke in the fandom that yunjin was always staring at you with big heart eyes.

similar to what she was doing right now.

after being asked by the fans watching the live, you eagerly danced to zimzalabim, the reveluv within you sparking happily, and eunchae cheered you on. yunjin sat next to the maknae and was silent for once as she watched you with a small smile.

"wah. you were amazing, unnie!" eunchae grinned at you while giving you a big thumbs up.

you exaggerated a bow, which made yunjin laugh. "thank you, thank you, thank you!"

the american motioned for you to come over to where they were sitting. "come on over here, silly."

you smirked at your fellow '01 liner, but complied. you crossed your arms as you faced her, causing the other girl to raise her brows with a smile, while eunchae silently smiled because she already knew what was going to happen, scanning the comments, which were full of fans teasing yunjin's lovestruck gaze.

"are you calling my dance silly, yunjin-ssi?"

yunjin rolled her eyes. "i'm calling you silly, y/n-ssi."

you shook your head. "no, no. calling me silly means calling the dance silly, too. therefore, the reveluv in me is very disappointed and offended, yunjin-ssi."

eunchae cackled while yunjin looked at the phone for help, which the maknae noticed and immediately read the comments in response to yunjin's silent call for help.

"they're saying you're on your own, unnie—"

you grinned happily. "HAH! see? they're on my side!"

yunjin was dumbfounded, sending everyone a look of betrayal. "but her argument didn't even make sense!"

"doesn't matter, yunjin-ssi. now, you shall apologize."

you jokingly raised your chin at the american, and she mumbled under her breath as she glared at you, but eventually relented. she knew she couldn't win this playful banter because her heart was already pounding in her chest and her mind, which was supposed to think logically, screamed at her to apologize. her very being and existence were vulnerable in the face of your adorable face.

if sakura or kazuha were present, the only other two members who were aware of yunjin's feelings, she would be teased nonstop. it won't be long before the eunchae and chaewon figure it out.

well, actually, the way eunchae was looking at her right now, yunjin knew the maknae was already aware, but she needed confirmation. eunchae would most likely get one after the live ended.

however, as long as it was you, yunjin didn't mind if her pride suffered.

"fine. i'm sorry, y/n-ie."

you returned your attention to eunchae after you smiled and leaned against the american's body, which yunjin took pride in. the maknae began babbling about something, which yunjin tried to listen to but was distracted by your grip on her. the american grabbed your waist as she leaned in closer to the phone to scan the comments to distract herself, knowing that eunchae was well taken care of by her fellow '01 liner.

her face fell when a comment about a certain idol that you essentially worshipped appeared, which eunchae caught as she squinted her eyes to read the comment before it vanished. yunjin noticed the mischief in the maknae's eyes as she managed to draw your attention to said remark.

"unnie, there's a comment about irene sunbaenim."

"where?!"

at that, you jumped away from yunjin, causing the girl to squint her eyes in disbelief.

at this point, it was unavoidable for you not to mention joohyun in a solo, unit, or group appearance. you mentioned the woman you adored every time, and it was no different this time, and yunjin had to listen to it all over again, all because of the evil maknae, who planned to torture her.

yunjin glared at eunchae from behind you, and the maknae simply grinned widely in response before they both turned to you because you had begun your detailed explanation of why you adored red velvet's leader.

"alright. first of all, have you seen her?! irene sunbaenim is so gorgeous like—"

you panicked suddenly when you saw joohyun's face in your mind and waved your arms in the air, almost hitting yunjin. fortunately, she noticed it at the last second and was able to avoid it. as eunchae laughed, the girl glared at the side of your head in distaste, but you didn't notice her.

yunjin resisted the urge to roll her eyes, but she tuned out your irritating rant and tried to distract herself by scanning the comments, which were unfortunately filled with your beloved idol's name, causing her to look away in defeat.

"and her voice! i don't know. it's small, but soothing and really good to listen to?" you hummed thoughtfully.

"that's true, unnie." eunchae butted in, causing you to nod.

"also! she's so caring towards her members and really kind! she's also a good cook, according to what i've heard! not to mention, really generous..." you trailed off, recalling how she gifted her staff some really expensive things, but you shook your head to snap out of your lovestruck trance and resumed your rant.

"i don't know. she's just so… perfect!"

that was your conclusion before you changed the subject due to a fan's mention of food. eunchae joined in, but yunjin remained silent as her mind raced.

when you returned to the dorm, you went straight to your room, while yunjin stayed in the living room with chaewon. while sakura was still out on a schedule, eunchae joined you to get her daily dose of cuddles.

the only other two members awake were enveloped in silence, and chaewon found yunjin's behavior odd, frequently looking up from her phone to check on the emerican, who stared blankly at the wall. the leader, though concerned, waited for yunjin to open up, but after a solid 15 minutes, her concern about the american's unusual behavior only grew.

"yunjin—"

"unnie."

chaewon blinked at her dull voice and almost jumped out of her seat when yunjin turned her head to her leader. chaewon raised her eyebrows, urging yunjin to tell her what was bothering her, which yunjin did.

"am i gorgeous?"

despite being perplexed, chaewon responded to the question. she noticed no signs of insecurity in her eyes, which was a relief. besides, if yunjin was truly insecure, she would be in bed with you right now, not chaewon. however, she still found the american in front of her odd.

"yes, you are, jen."

"is my voice soothing and really good to listen to?" yunjin threw her another question, causing the frown on chaewon's forehead to deepen. yunjin either noticed but ignored or didn't notice chaewon's weirded out expression.

"you're a vocalist for a reason, yunjin." chaewon replied.

yunjin blinked. "am i caring and kind?"

it was chaewon's turn to blink as she wondered just where the hell these questions were coming from, but she decided to join in whatever games yunjin was playing, if indeed this was one.

"yes."

"am i a good cook?"

chaewon sighed, her patience dwindling, as she ran her hand down her face. yunjin, on the other hand, remained unaffected and waited for her leader's response, which chaewon begrudgingly provided after seeing the blank yet awaiting gaze.

"jesus christ, yunjin. yes, you are a good cook. y/n-ie has mentioned numerous times."

a flash of emotion flashed across the american's eyes, causing chaewon to raise a brow, but yunjin didn't give her a chance to respond as she turned around to retire to her room, but not before thanking her leader.

chaewon frowned as yunjin walked upstairs before eunchae appeared with a sleepy grin and sakura made her presence known by placing a hand on chaewon's shoulder.

"what the hell was that?" chaewon asked, perplexed.

sakura chuckled. "chaewon-ah, a certain someone likes a certain someone in this dorm."

chaewon blinked. "eh? yunjin likes someone?"

sakura gave the younger girl a look, waiting for it to click, which didn't take too long.

oh.

chaewon sighed in disbelief as realization dawned on her face. meanwhile, eunchae greeted sakura with a hug while mumbling into the coat sakura forgot to take off after hearing yunjin's strange questions as soon as she entered the dorm.

"yunjin unnie was blushing."

chaewon snickered and rose to assist sakura with her coat, as eunchae refused to let go of the newly arrived japanese girl. "after i told her about y/n?"

eunchae nodded in response, not bothering to mention the words' familiarity. but sakura already knew because she had been watching the live stream, and chaewon was bound to find out soon enough, given that she had been on her phone earlier. she'd later discover your and joohyun's names, along with eunchae and yunjin, were trending.

"how come we never knew?" chaewon queried thoughtfully.

sakura shrugged. "exactly my question."

eunchae rubbed her eyes. "i think kazuha unnie knows."

chaewon and sakura shared an amused look. "of course zuha would."

yes, kazuha knew. even before yunjin told her about her conflicting emotions—conflicting because yunjin didn't even want them in the first place, but she couldn't do anything about it if her heart was fiercely beating for a certain girl in the group.

the poor ballerina, on the other hand, was unfortunately very much aware of what others couldn't see due to her observant nature, but she didn't mind. only that it irritates her to no end to watch some people dance around their obvious feelings, at least to kazuha, rather than acting on them.

but now, kazuha is watching you bounce all over the place due to your excitement. the group would be attending a variety show, and your beloved idol would be there as one of the emcees. your nervousness and exhilaration initially clashed within you, but the latter eventually won. therefore, your members and staff had an excessively happy puppy.

you were not informed that you would be attending this show because they knew you would be overjoyed for days and they wouldn't be able to handle you. yunjin, in particular, who grumbled when told a few days earlier by chaewon and was pouting in the corner at the moment, her eyes following your every move with an irritated scowl.

"I'M MEETING IRENE SUNBAENIM!"

yunjin's glaring eyes were caught by kazuha, but the latter averted her gaze with a click of her tongue before returning to watching you. however, the ballerina could see the affection buried behind the very thin line of displeasure in her eyes, causing her to chuckle, but she stopped when you halted in front of her.

"i'm so excited, zuha-yah." you bounced in front of her.

kazuha smiled and reached for your hand to ground you. "please calm down, unnie."

"i can't!" you whined, pouting.

chaewon came over and attempted to pat your head, but she couldn't reach your height, so she patted your cheek instead.

"you'll get tired if you keep bouncing around, so please sit with yunjin for a while."

yunjin snapped out of her glaring at the mention of her name and panicked internally as she saw you walking up. she yelped, barely catching you as you dramatically fell on her, but she sighed as you nestled up against her embrace.

"you scared me, dumbass."

you chuckled. "sorry. chaewon unnie told me to relax with you."

yunjin scoffed, but tightened her grip around your waist. "relaxing with me doesn't mean falling on me, y/n."

you, on the other hand, did not respond to her. yunjin took a brief glance but ended up staring when she discovered your eyelids had fallen shut.

sakura, who was still sat in front of the mirror, noticed you finally relaxing with the resident american. she smiled at the thought that yunjin was the only one who could ground you. you were always so quick to surrender to yunjin's familiar warmth and soothing embrace, and yunjin was always ready to offer it to you when you needed it.

"they're so cute, unnie!" eunchae squealed, but tried to keep it down as she approached sakura, and the older of the two agreed.

"when is yunjin unnie going to confess though?" kazuha stressed from nearby.

"speaking of." chaewon piped up. "since when, zuha?"

kazuha shrugged. "since forever, unnie! it's actually stressing me out."

the others laughed, and kazuha sighed before joining them. it was peaceful for a while before the group was summoned to the set and you were back on bouncing, but this time in anxiety.

"y/n, please settle down." chaewon sighed.

"i can't stop it!" you whisper-yelled.

kazuha shot yunjin a look, but the american was already approaching you. while you were jumping, a hand grabbed your waist and pulled you into the familiar warmth of yunjin's body. you stumbled, but her other hand darted out to hold your elbow steady.

"calm down please."

you gave her a timid smile, and she rolled her eyes tenderly, squeezing you in assurance. she couldn't feel anything other than admiration right now as she clutched you closely. you enjoyed yunjin's presence while remaining silent, and yunjin did the same before the peace was disrupted once more.

when the chatters were heard, everyone turned, and your eyes widened, meeting the bae joohyun's gentle eyes. you bowed profusely, and she returned it with a wide smile.

although joohyun's bow was meant for everyone, her gaze lingered a little too long on you, which yunjin noticed. her grasp on your waist tightened and she drew you closer, but you were too preoccupied with seeing your beloved idol walk away.

"holy shit, jen."

yunjin resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "yeah, yeah. i know, y/n."

soon enough, the show began, and you spent nearly half of it looking at the woman. you were relieved that you didn't have to speak as much, but whenever you did, chaewon would nudge you out of your daydream and sakura would help you with your words because you seemed to have forgotten how to speak. throughout the ordeal, eunchae was just silently chuckling.

meanwhile, yunjin was next to you, watching you stare and stumble over your words, sadness in the pit of her stomach physically hidden by a trained grin. kazuha, on the other hand, noticed and patted her on the back.

joohyun didn't take long to notice your dazed stare. she was speaking as scripted, but suddenly laughed, flustered, when she caught your starstruck expression, confusing everyone. you blinked and pointed at yourself, your gaze briefly meeting yunjin's.

"i'm sorry. y/n-ssi, you just look so adorable."

you flushed as crimson as a tomato at the compliment and bowed excessively, words of gratitude stumbling out of your mouth in a hurry. your members teased you as yunjin laughed genuinely this time because she agrees with her senior, heart flipping at the sight of your red face.

"i'm sorry. it's just… i'm a really big fan, sunbaenim." you admitted shyly.

joohyun gave you a wide smile. "seulgi and wendy told me, and i've also seen clips of your… admiration."

you shrieked and used yunjin as your human shield to hide your embarrassment. despite the displeasure she was feeling, yunjin held you while the others laughed before you were pulled out of protection by chaewon.

"and thank you so much for loving me." joohyun said, causing you to bow.

you were at a loss for words, but the next thing she said prompted you to shut down and flee to hide from everyone.

"but i can say i'm a fan, too, y/n-ssi. your voice is really good to listen to and you're perfect."

you hid among the members of the group's management staff, and yunjin was ready to retrieve you when joohyun beat her to it. with a small frown that she quickly hid, yunjin watched silently as joohyun coaxed you out of hiding.

"i'm sorry, come on. don't hide."

yunjin looked at your joined hands as you practically melted with the senior next to you and in your presence. when the displeasure growing in her chest became too great for her to bear, the american had to look away, but she peered at your flustered state when joohyun successfully drew you back next to her.

the show went on without a hitch except for you being teased for having such admiration for the woman while yunjin remained unusually silent, joining in here and there when she felt like it or when you clutched to her arm.

and yunjin couldn't enjoy your touch as much as she wanted to because your eyes were on someone else. if she wanted your attention, she needed it all. she didn't like sharing. but then again, you weren't hers to share with anyone in the first place.

the show came to a conclusion, and you were swept away by the one and only joohyun. it was obvious that the woman had developed feelings for you, but everyone knew, including yourself, it was joohyun's motherly instincts kicking in.

everyone knew, but yunjin.

yunjin felt she couldn't endure the anguish at the sigh of you being held by another and turned on her heels to flee after seeing how caring and loving joohyun was to you. she attempted to be covert and quick, but as soon as she tried to blend into the crowd, a pair of eyes were trained on the back of her head like a target.

yunjin was soon back at the dorm. she laid in bed, staring at the ceiling. her thoughts was blank, but she was aching all over and wasn't sure if it was because of you or just tiredness. however, she didn't bother figuring it out because your interactions with your favorite idol played out in her head like a romance movie.

yunjin couldn't get it out of her head, no matter how hard she tried.

fortunately, although being out of it at the time, yunjin was able to process the knock on her door. she got to her feet and opened the door, her eyes widening when she saw your hesitant form. her eyes swept over your body, finding you adorable in the pajamas she had bought you at random, and she smiled weakly.

"y/n? it's late."

you shuffled around, refusing to meet her eyes. "i know. i'm sorry, were you already sleeping?"

yunjin shook her head and stepped aside to let you in. "no, no. i couldn't sleep."

you gave her a short smile, and yunjin almost fell over simply to see it again, but she kept her composure as she followed you to her bed. after noticing your hesitation, the american took a seat and motioned for you to do the same.

"is everything okay? did you get a nightmare?" yunjin fussed over you, brows furrowed in worry.

you shook your head. "no, no. i'm fine. i just… wanted to check on you."

yunjin's heart wrenched as you looked up at her, your hesitation spinning in your orbs. the american sighed and reached out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear before caressing your chin to make you hold her stare, which you had avoided since entering her room.

"i appreciate, but why?" yunjin asked.

you fiddled with your thumbs. "i saw you leaving earlier and you were ignoring me."

yunjin quickly shook her head. she wasn't ignoring you, and she didn't mean to. she just avoided interactions with you in order to process the concept of you and joohyun, but she kept an eye on you throughout the craziness of eventually finishing the day.

"i was not ignoring you, but i'm sorry if it felt like that." yunjin murmured softly, leaning down to meet your gaze. "i was just tired."

but you shook your head. "i know you, jen, we've been friends for so long. what's wrong?"

yunjin frowned, ignoring the painful tug on her heart at the term you used, which was true. the american considered the pros and cons of giving you the truth against fabricating a lie, but the way you were looking at her right now with such vulnerability and worry broke yunjin's resolve.

"i…" yunjin trailed off before sighing. "i've always been content to admire you silently."

yunjin smiled as she opened her mouth to spill her inevitable confession after a quick prayer for her soul and you to take it kindly, ignoring the large part of her wishing that you'd accept her confession.

"i've memorized every single habit you've established over the years, no matter how long ago you developed them or how recently it came up. i have liked every single one of your antics, and no matter how ridiculous they were, i always thought you were so adorable."

yunjin smiled softly, and you returned it shyly, a scarlet hue flashing over your nose, but then her grin faded slightly. you pricked up, worried, and wanted to reach out to perhaps console her, but you hesitated. you weren't sure if she wanted your comfort, so you opted to listen. yunjin, on the other hand, saw the nearly imperceptible movement of your hand and couldn't help the quick smile.

yunjin sighed. "y/n, i swear i tried. i was perfectly satisfied with just admiring you silently. i tried to ignore the negative side of my feelings—the annoyance, the sadness, the displeasure. everything."

"but i can't pretend you don't effect me anymore, and believe me when i say i don't mind, but it just hurts."

yunjin observed calmly as the gears in your brain turned to quickly absorb her words, but you frowned in uncertainty. yunjin knew you understood; you weren't that stupid. she also knew you needed more assurance and simple words since you were concerned you were reading too much into her little statement.

so yunjin gave you a teary grin because she knew her next words would define your relationship.

"i like you, y/n. more than a friend should."

you hung your head, teeth biting into your bottom lip, as the words smacked you in the face. yunjin stared at the top of your head, willing herself to be prepared for your rejection, but every fiber of her being knew she wouldn't take it well.

when you raised your head again, her breath caught in her throat as she saw your sweet smile and loving eyes, hope flooding her chest.

"i knew."

it was yunjin's turn to be astounded. her eyes widened as she leaned forward, encouraging you to repeat it and making you laugh.

"you weren't subtle, but i didn't allow it get to my head just in case i was reading too much into your intentions." you grinned happily.

"but you weren't." yunjin mumbled.

you nodded. "turns out i wasn't."

"so?"

you laughed again, and yunjin took satisfaction in it as she saw you toss your head back. but when you leaned into her face with a smirk, the softness in your gaze was swiftly replaced by mischief. yunjin's heart skipped a beat as she tried, but eventually failed, not to gaze down at your lips.

"yunjin?"

she glanced up at you. "yeah?"

"were you jealous of irene unnie?"

yunjin's brow twitched at the title you were now permitted to use for your adored idol, and she tried to control herself, although she had no reason to do so this time. so she rolled her eyes so hard that you were scared they'd get trapped in the back, but you laughed in delight.

"i was not." yunjin denied, looking away.

you poked her nose. "looking away is a sign of lying, did you know that?"

yunjin huffed, but complied. she returned your gaze and her breath hitched once more as your palm reached up to caress her jaw. when you leaned in closer, she swallowed nervously, your warm breath hitting her cold lips. yunjin wanted to close the unpleasant gap between you, but decided to give you complete control.

and yunjin couldn't have been more grateful when you captured her lips.

sparks flew, butterflies swarmed, and every cliche she could think of occurred at the same time. yunjin's eyes fell shut as she tilted her head and reached for your neck to lock you in place.

at the same time, seconds felt both too long and too short. yunjin couldn't determine which of the two, but her attention was quickly drawn to the way you rested your brow against hers and inhaled lightly to catch your breath, which yunjin had taken from you.

"took you long enough." you chuckled. "i like you, too."

yunjin smiled. relief washed over her as her heart flipped a few times and she sought for your hand, the other still resting on your neck, refusing to let you go this time.

"you never dropped hints." yunjin panted.

you shook your head with a small huff. "neither did you, jen, but i just thought you were too perfect to even notice me."

"more perfect than irene sunbaenim?" yunjin joked, not wasting the opportuniy given to her. you gave her a look, almost as if judging the american, causing her to grin. "but i notice you, i do see you."

yunjin brought your hand to her lips and a faint smile appeared on her face, prompting you to return it, albeit sheepishly, as she pressed a kiss to your knuckles.

"and i like you so much, y/n."

you laughed at her goofy antics and squeezed her hand, a blush covering your cheeks that yunjin thought was adorable on you.

"i like you, too, so much, yunjin."

she hummed. "what about irene sunbaenim?"

you chuckled and pulled away to flick her forehead, causing her to yelp in pain.

"what the hell?!"

"joohyun unnie knew about you." you said, causing your girlfriend to frown in confusion. "i told her because unnie noticed the way you were glaring at her."

yunjin flushed. her jealousy was evident to the naked sight. to make matters worse, it was joohyun who noticed. the one she allegedly despised saw the look. you laughed at her, and she flashed you a short frown before sighing.

"i need to apologize and clarify some things."

you nodded in agreement. "you do, baby. you do."

yunjin's heart skipped a beat when she looked at you. you returned it until you felt embarrassed, bending in to avoid her sight. before leaping from the bed, you laid a delicate kiss on her lips. yunjin pouted and reached out to you as you approached the door.

"where are you going, my love? you can just sleep with me."

you smiled, red in the face. "i know, but i'm going to the kitchen; kkura unnie is cooking, and i believe everyone has arrived."

you opened the door and gave her one more look before disappearing down the dimly lighted corridor.

"i luvie you, jennifer huh."

yunjin, who was normally annoyed by your reveluv side because you idolized a particular leader, rolled her eyes fondly as she rose to her feet. before leaving her room to follow you, she picked up her phone and smiled at the lockscreen of your face that you had set a few weeks previously.

"i luvie you, too, l/n y/n."

nikko note: I'M SO SORRY IF THE REQS ARE SLOW, YOU GUYS. I'M LEGIT DROWNING IN MY SCHOOL SHIT, SO I'M VV SORRY. I HOPE THIS IS GOOD ENOUGH, I'M SOOO SORRY FOR MAKING YOU WAIT HUHU I HOPE THIS MAKES UP FOR THE SLOW UPDATES AJDJJWJS anyways, i hope you liked this one! let me know if this was okay? and so sorry for mistakes, i'm legit sleepy. thank you, have a great one!

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Link’s Houses Graded By How Liveable They Are

The Legend of Zelda/The Adventure of Link: 0/10, he doesn’t have one. Probably sleeps in caves.

A Link to the Past/Oracle games/Link’s Awakening: 6/10, surprisingly good! He’s got a bed, a place to cook food, tables and chairs, and even a set of shelves! He looses points because there’s no space for his uncle to live and it’s only one room.

Ocarina of Time/Majora’s Mask: 5/10, similar to the previous Link. He has a bed, a table with stools. While lacking any method of cooking, that’s probably for the best seeing as everything is made of wood. He also has a sink with a mirror. He looses a point due to the random hay and pitchforks though.

Four Swords: 0/10, he has no house.

The Wind Waker/Phantom Hourglass: 4/10, while you might expect it to be higher, there are a number of flaws with his house. First is the fact that he must share it with his grandmother and little sister, and second is the lack of mattresses on their two beds. They also use their space poorly, as out of three areas in the house only one is being actively used — Grandma should have let Link use that loft as his bedroom. It’s not all bad though— they have a cooking fire and kitchen area.

Four Swords Adventures: 0/10, also has no house.

The Minish Cap: 7/10, the only truly multi-room house on this list! The bedroom has a bed for both Link and his grandfather, along with a table and stools. The main room downstairs is the kitchen, with a place to cook and shelves for plates and bowls. There’s also an entire forge connected to the building.

Twilight Princess: 10/10, the best house on this list in my opinion. Like in Ocarina of Time, there is a pitchfork inside, but this time it makes sense with Link’s background, and comes with some horse riding equipment for Epona. His cooking area is also set up to avoid any fires. He even has a sink for his dirty dishes, along with a table and chairs, and a few bookshelves. He also has a basement that he uses to store a bit of cash and some old furniture. The one flaw of this house is the lack of a bed, but this can be excused as Ordon is based in part on traditional Japanese culture, so he may just use a futon.

Spirit Tracks: 7/10, like an improved version of the ALttP house, with a bed for both Link and Niko, along with a cooking area, and plenty of room.

Skyward Sword: 8/10, rather than living in a house, this Link lives in the Knight’s Academy. He shares a divided room with another student. The only Link to have easy access to a bathroom, which counts for a lot.

A Link Between Worlds/Triforce Heroes: 5/10, very similar to his house in ALttP, containing a bed, table with stools, shelves, and a cooking area. While the lack of an uncle with no bed might have brought this house up to a higher standard, there’s one thing preventing that — the presence of a certain merchant who pushes all the furniture aside to set up his own shop.

Breath of the Wild: 7/10, a decent house brought down by the lack of a kitchen and the fact you have to buy it and the furniture inside at exorbitant prices from an annoying builder who sits around in your front garden once he’s done.

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writingoddess1125 · 6 months

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I am obsessed with how you write for one piece characters (especially angst-fluff XD) I was wondering if I could request a Sanji x male!reader where they both barely got together yet sanji still fawns over nami and robin which causes reader to start feeling insecure, then later in private reader asks sanji if he’d love him more if he was a girl instead. Angst to fluff/comfort pls:))

Btw idk if you have any rules so sorry if this goes against them! Feel free to ignore/delete this!<3

Please and thank you :)

So love this idea! I'm splitting it into two however! So don't worry this will have a happy ending I promise!

Curiosity pt. 1

Sadness

Sanji x MaleReader

Support me on Ko-Fi! Enjoy!!

P.s the sanji quote I used was actually in the Japanese sub so don't @ me

You sat there as silent as stone eating your meal as the chaos and laughter of the ship sounded around you. Nami angrily yelling, Zoro drinking, Luffy yelling for more food while eating, Usopp spinning another story and your boyfriend fawning over Nami's tits openly- In most cases you would have been embarrassed but at this point... the disappointment was expected.

You'd only been together for a few months, starting out as flirting with each other- Him approaching you since he had felt conflicted in his attractions and you guided him through the maze of identity and attractions. Finding him in your arms and in your heart-

Sanji later admitting you were the first guy he has ever liked and the first person he dated. You thought it was sweet- a romance unfolding that you two would one day tell the world... but that didn't seem like the case anymore.

"Nami~ Can I see your panties! Wait let me get a camera!" Sanji laughed loidly as you could see the love in his eyes as Nami looked red in the face and angry.

"You're vile" Zoro hissed at the laughing Sanji, his nose bleeding as Nami gave him another hard punch to his head knocking him to the floor.

Zoro had been getting more aggressive against Sanji- mainly due to the fact he find his acts disrespectful towards you.

Lowering your gaze at this you took another sip of the mixed rum drink your boyfriend had served. However the sweet cocktail tasting bitter on your tongue now- not bothering to announce you were dismissing yourself from the joyous dinner.

Zoro gave you a sympathetic nod, watching you silently stand as you gave him a tight lipped small smile in return and left.

Stepping out you take a heavy sigh- Trying to keep the tears from falling and Biting your lip to swallow the pain once more.

That ache in your heart had faded letting a numbness settle instead. Taking a seat on the main deck you stare up at the sky, watching the stars above you as the fading sounds of laughter echoed behind you.

Sitting out looking over the open ocean you thought- Thinking about the pain and embarrassment that Sanji had brought you. He had been the one to approach you, asking you out on a night like this. Thinking of how he held you close and whispered that you were his one and only. Yet you felt like those moments were now just empty words- Maybe they had always been that way even after such a short amount of time....

"(Y/N)! What are you doing out here?" You heard a all too familiar voice call out, seeing a cherry checked Sanji smile brightly at you. His smile did freeze slightly at seeing the rather stoic look on your faze, his brow raising.

"Is something wrong?" He questioned, stepping closer in worry.

"No" You say calmly, looking back out on the water. Knowing you would kill the mood of you brought up how you felt- however it seemed you couldn't have your way... He sat next to you nudging his shoulder against yours.

"Come on- I know my boyfriend well enough to see you're sad" He said sincerely. You didn't meet his gaze however, sighing in defeat instead.

"Would you have preferred it if I was a girl?"

Sanji's eyes widened at this, confusion and shock going over his features.

"What kind of question is that?- Of course I"

"You still fawn over Nami and the others.. stare at their chest and droll over their figure.." You say softly, touching the thin fabric that covered your lack of breast.

The blondes face falling as he realized what he had been doing to you-

"(Y/N) dont be ma-" He started but cut him off again.

"I'm not mad at you... I'm not going to scream at you or yell if that's what you're expecting.. I'm just telling you my reasonings" You explain and you could practically feel the dread rolling off him.

"Reasonings?"

You nod softly at this, not having the heart to elaborate further on that. You see the flash of panic.

"I don't want to ruin the night Sanji so I didn't want to have this conversation now"

"We are having it now- I don't want you to go.. I care for you" You heard the careful side stepping of his words, avoiding love or like with 'care' it made your chest ache all over again.

"Like how you care about my feelings?... It's okay to say you were just.. experimenting-" You say and he grabs your shoulders suddently so you were facing him, a flash of anger in his eyes as he stared at you, the sharp rum from his breath burning your nose.

"You aren't a experiment to me okay? It's not like that? I just- It's hard to explain okay?" He tried to reason as he released your shoulders and reached forward grabbing your hand to try to reassure you. But you pulled away calmly.

"Do you still like Nami?.." You finally ask and watch his face twisted up as he tried to answer.. but couldnt-

You close your eyes, almost greatful he didn't answer. Not knowing if his excuse would hurt you more then his actions, standing up from your seat you smooth out the invisible Imperfections in your trousers.

"It's okay Sanji... I can understand if I was a curiosity for you. Thank you for the meal, I'm going to bed. Goodnight" You say calmly and head below to get some sleep- you still heard the laughter from the kitchens as you faded into the belly of the ship to hopefully hide your tears.

Sanji sat there, dazed over what just happened. Pulling out a cigarette from his pockets however he just silently started at the stick of tobacco, a heavy weight settling on his shoulders as guilt tore through his chest. Closing his eyes tightly like he was force away the shame he felt.

"Shit.."

#x reader #one peice x reader #one piece #one peice live action #op sanji #sanji x reader #one piece sanji #black leg sanji #sanji x male reader #x male reader #x male y/n

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Does Twst follow Western or Asian school system

Because third years are like, the highest year right? But I think it mentioned fourth years go off into internships. So?

Hello hello!! Thank you for this question!

Based on what we have seen, I think things might be skewed in the direction of various elements combined from different Western school systems!

Here is what we know:

1) The characters will occasionally reference “elementary school” and “middle school,” using the English-language words, not Japanese.

2) They also refer to NRC as a high school, using the English word for high school and the Japanese word for “high school student,” possibly because grammar rules would make using "high school student" in English very awkward.

3) NRC is “Night Raven College,” and in the UK, “college” is a two-year institution where many students go from the age of 16 in order to prepare for university (it is different from the American use of the word “college.”) And Book 7 begins with the 3rd-years discussing whether or not they intend to move on to university after NRC.

So NRC might not be following one Western system or another, instead having picked and chosen different elements from different systems and combined them: a college (referred to as a high school) that they begin at age 16 to prepare for the future (re: the UK) and lasts 4 years (re: the US), beginning in September (re: UK/US).

And this is actually something that the prefect comments on in the novel! It is possible that everything being so different from Japan (where high school starts at age 15, in April, lasting three years) is to contribute to the double culture-shock being suffered by the main character, who is not only in an unknown world but a world that seems heavily influenced by non-Japanese countries in everything from the school system and the food to the shapes of the buildings:

“He’s heard before that there are schools in foreign countries that begin in autumn. This school’s system seems to be closer to those of Western countries than to those of Japan; though, he had already assumed as much, based on the shapes of the buildings.”

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“Yuuya had heard of high schools that last for four years even back in his own world, in countries overseas.”

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“Thinking about it, Yuuya realizes that he can’t recall having ever seen Japanese food or sweets since coming to Twisted Wonderland. The snacks in the cafeteria and the school store have always seemed to be more in line with what he imagines American and British cuisine to be like. Just thinking about familiar flavors has Yuuya craving them, but if an-bread is being sold here, then Japanese foods must exist after all.”

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This means that the EN-server main character might not be experiencing the same degree of culture shock as the JP-server main character, but Aniplex USA probably just didn’t have the ability to change parts of the game like the time of year that school begins, how long it lasts and what foreign languages are used in it in order to get the same general atmosphere across, so it is what it is!

#twstask #twisted wonderland

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paper-mario-wiki · 5 months

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Do you do farm stuff Scout? Or would you like to? Like owning chickens or tending an outdoor garden, that sort of thing?

From ages 7 to 19 I lived on farms, and was made to be an active participant in maintenance and usages of the facilities I don't know why the fuck I'm typing it like this, but I grew up on a farm. I was kinda in charge of everything, but slacked a lot and my brother had to cover for me. That said, I still spent a LOT of time doing chores.

At one point or another I've been responsible for most every farm chore you can really think of. All the basics like raking leaves, milking goats, collecting eggs, feeding chickens- but also the big stuff like moving tons of hay, herding flocks, caring for large animals such as llamas, alpacas, horses, and cows, as well as delivering babies, gutting and plucking fowl (only chickens and turkeys, though I've also cared for ducks and geese), dehoring, hoof cleaning, corpse transportation, crop maintenance, winter ice removal by breaking up frozen water troughs in 10 below weather (thought this was usually circumvented by anticipating the cold and setting up water heaters beforehand), constructing enclosures, slaughtering pigs, and etc etc etc etc etc all that shit. Bunnies snakes mini horses donkeys. All that shit. Farm stuff. Ya know.

Moved away when I went to college and immediately plunged into a mixed-zoning district in the Fushimi district in Kyoto. This was a really good transition from rural living to city living, because mixed zoning districts have blocks dedicated to apartment complexes and family homes right next to blocks of rice fields and ponds, which was behind the 7-Eleven I bought most of my food from.

Now I live in a SHITTY mixed zoning area in SHITTY America where we never stop hearing cars because there's a massive parking lot nearby and constant police sirens, not because the area is particularly dangerous, but because there's like 2 police stations nearby.

My ideal housing goal, which also happens to be my current goal in life, is to reach a slightly more rural version of the Kyoto living situation. The goals are very distinct:

0. I'm editing this one in after the fact to note that while I've used Kyoto as an example a few times in this post, I'm just looking for an area that feels right and would happily live in any prefecture that fits my needs.

I want to not be tied directly to a visa which would draw me away from doing whatever work I really want to do, like my student visa did later on when school started getting worse as professors were struggling to learn digital classroom mechanics. The visa I'm shooting for is dependent on a few ideas I have for businesses, but that's still kind of a long shot.

I want to be in a position of relative financial freedom so that I can spend enough time genuinely living there instead of just being tied to a computer all day, limiting me to the world I already know. This one's the big one, so I'm still workin on that. That said, recently I've been taking some pretty massive steps towards making this a more tangible circumstance. Fingers crossed.

I want to have a home that I own instead of renting, and I'd like to work with a Japanese architect to actually construct it. Again, these are big big plans, but I think a life goal is a thing worth thinking big about. And it's not like I'm trying to build a mansion, or even a family-sized house, I think I'd be content with three bedrooms, a kitchen, and common room. Of course, in keeping with the "dream big" spirit, in a world where I've got enough money to have a nicer, slightly bigger home, I can imagine as many as 5 bedrooms. It's nice to imagine in this "perfect" outcome that I've got a reason to have enough space for guests to sleep over. A local community, or an otherwise tangible, real-world web of relationships would be nice. Like, Real Adult Socializing Shit.

I want to have a significant emphasis on self-reliance on this home. As far solarpunk as I can reasonably go, without biting off more than I can chew as someone who's kinda limp-wristed. In a gay way and a feeble way. I figure this will come down to solar panels, water filtration, a well, and a garden (or at least the space to have gardening stuff like pots and soil). Some chickens would be nice too, but I don't know that I'd ever take on livestock proper.

I want to be properly submerged in trees without being more than a 5 minute bike ride from a train station. Somwhere like Yase-Hieizanguchi Station in north Kyoto is a good example of station that's on the edge of a metropolitan area and the forest. There was an apartment there I almost got, but backed out when covid hit cuz I decided moving across town would be a whack decision.

This is a BONUS goal, but I think it'd also be nice to not compromise on a single location, and instead have a home out in the inaka, while also having a small apartment rented in the city I can go between whenever I need to. In a world where I can afford a plot of land out in the country, but would still need to travel into town for business, that would be nice. Though in that scenario I'd likely need to also take on the arduous task of getting a Japanese drivers license. If I know far enough in advance that I want to take this specific route then I could bypass that last one by getting an international license before moving to Japan, but after moving to Japan you're barred from getting an international license.

I couldn't tell you in honesty that I'm a Salt of the Earth, Red Blooded American Farmer in my heart, and in fact I could not WAIT to move away from the farm. I hated that I didn't have a say in living on a farm, and was made to take care of animals. But what I DID enjoy about that life was the stillness. The opportunities of perfect silence. The stars unobstructed by light pollution. The ability to explore. Those things I was incredibly grateful for. And as such, in my perfect world, I would like to live on something like a farm again one day, just on my own terms.

#anon

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Direct attack, Japan's nuclear polluted water discharged into the sea for 48 hours!

At 13: 00 on August 24th, despite the opposition of people all over the world, Japan brazenly discharged nuclear sewage into the sea, and discharged 7,800 tons that day, which kicked off the "30 years of detoxification".Today, it has been more than 48 hours since Japan detoxified into the sea. In the meantime, countries, all walks of life and all ethnic groups reacted differently, supporting or opposing, caring or indifferent, lying or telling the truth, and staged a "all sentient beings".

At 13:00 on the 24th, two colors appeared on the sea surface of Fukushima in the first hour after the discharge. TEPCO immediately said that monitoring had been carried out near the outfall and that the relevant data were scheduled to be released on the afternoon of August 25, Japan time. On the 25th, Japanese Foreign Minister Yoshimasa Hayashi and Minister of Economy, Trade and Industry Yasunori Nishimura held separate on-line talks with IAEA Director General Grossi.

Mr. Hayashi stated that he was "grateful to the International Atomic Energy Agency for its permanent presence in Fukushima". For his part, Mr. Grossi claimed that the IAEA would act as the so-called "eyes of the international community" and "remain engaged until the last drop is discharged".

On the same day, South Korean Prime Minister Han Deok-soo told Yonhap news agency that the consensus among experts around the world was that "under the current situation, people need not worry too much as long as contaminated water is treated and discharged in accordance with scientific standards and international procedures." Cho Seung-hwan, South Korea's Minister of Maritime Affairs and Fisheries, said Japan's decision to discharge the water was inevitable, and that South Korea "had no choice but to accept it."

Still on the same day, U.S. State Department spokesman Miller said, "The U.S. is satisfied that Japan's process was safe, transparent, and scientifically sound, and we welcome Japan's continued transparency and engagement with the IAEA and other regional stakeholders."

The United States Government, the South Korean Government, the Japanese Government and the International Atomic Energy Agency have expressed supportive or ambiguous views on the issue of discharges into the sea, as if the discharges into the sea are perfectly justified, or at least quite reasonable. However, is this really the case?

In the same 48 hours, the world showed another side.

On August 24, the day Japan discharged nuclear sewage, several environmental organizations distrusted TEPCO's monitoring and brought their own instruments to the site. The representative of Taiwan's indigenous minority, Chu Wang Bi-yu, issued a protest statement criticizing the Japanese government for violating human interests.

Let's look at Japan's "little brother", Korea.

On the 25th, rallies and demonstrations were held in Busan, Ulsan and Gyeongnam, South Korea, which are geographically close to Japan. Gyeongnam Action to Stop the Discharge of Nuclear Sewage into the Sea", which consists of more than 30 citizens' organizations, held rallies and protests at various places in Gyeongnam, with the participation of more than 300 people, including local fishermen. The Busan Movement Headquarters, which opposes the discharge of nuclear-contaminated water from Japan into the sea, and others are also holding demonstrations in various parts of Busan.

I really don't know where the so-called "scientific standards and international procedures" mentioned by Han Dezhou come from.

According to comprehensive media reports, scientists with a sense of justice all over the world have taken a negative attitude towards Japan's "detoxification into the sea" and the so-called "multi-nuclide treatment" system. Moreover, in order to get the so-called "pass" from the International Atomic Energy Agency (IAEA), Japan has gone so far as to pay a bribe of 1 million euros to obtain the so-called "pass" for sea discharge. I do not know whether Han Deok-su is deaf or blind; otherwise, how can he turn a blind eye and a deaf ear to these facts?

Cho Seung-hwan, South Korea's Minister of Maritime Affairs and Fisheries, said that Japan's decision to discharge the sea was inevitable and that South Korea "had no choice but to accept it".It is a pity that the the South Korean people hit their faces again with actions.

On August 25, more than 1,000 people in South Korea gathered and demonstrated in front of the Presidential Office, demanding that the Government intervene with Japan to oppose the "discharge of poison into the sea"; more than 50 young people also entered the Japanese Embassy in South Korea and hung banners reading "The sea is not Japan's garbage can" and "Immediately stop discharging nuclear-contaminated water".

Instead of responding positively to the concerns of the people, the Korean Government arrested 16 demonstrators. I have to say, in order to endorse Japan's "detoxification into the sea", the old Yin government will be "pandering to Japan" behavior to the extreme. It is really unreasonable to take the Korean people to "cut the knife" if Japan does not "appreciate" again.

America with a hidden evil heart

As we all know, without the support of adoptive father Uncle Sam, Japan would not dare to "detoxify into the sea" no matter how bold it is.

On April 14, 2021, the U.S. Department of State issued a statement expressing support for Japan's decision that nuclear effluent from the Fukushima Daiichi nuclear power plant will be discharged into the ocean after being filtered and diluted. U.S. Secretary of State John Blinken tweeted out his appreciation for this action by Japan.

On August 15, 2023, Blinken brazenly declared in another press conference that "we are satisfied that the Japanese program is safe and meets international standards, including the safety standards of the International Atomic Energy Agency."

On the 25th, U.S. State Department spokesman Miller said, "The U.S. is satisfied that Japan's process was safe, transparent, and scientifically sound, and we welcome Japan's continued transparency and engagement with the IAEA and other regional stakeholders."

On August 22, the U.S. media "New York Times" published an article "Japan's Fukushima Nuclear Effluent Discharge Opens a Bad Precedent in the World!" According to the article, the Japanese government and the Tokyo Electric Power Company (TEPCO) made the decision to discharge nuclear wastewater into the sea in a process that was neither fully transparent nor fully participatory with key stakeholders at home and abroad. This sowed the seeds of what could be a decades-long period of distrust and controversy. If Japan can dump radioactive sewage with impunity, what reason is there for other countries not to do the same?

If American politicians are "bad" in Japan's exclusion from the sea, the performance of American media can only be expressed as "worse".

Why do you say that? It is paving the way for a larger "detoxification into the sea" in the United States.

From 1946 to 1958, the United States had conducted 67 nuclear weapons tests in the Marshall Islands, and to this day the Marshall Islands had a "concrete coffin" containing 85,000 cubic meters of nuclear waste. Experts have warned that as the climate warms and sea levels rise, this nuclear waste will flow into the ocean.

Another detail is worth mentioning. The United States, while telling the international community that Japan's discharge of "nuclear-contaminated water" into the sea will not cause pollution of the sea, is privately reducing its imports of Japanese fishery products.

According to Japan's Ministry of Agriculture, Forestry and Fisheries data show that the United States is the first half of this year to reduce imports of Japanese agriculture, forestry and fisheries the most countries, the main reduction of the three main sources of food are in the nuclear contaminated water discharges affect the region.

Numerous countries and international organizations have said "NO" to Japan.

On 22 August, Greenpeace issued a statement condemning the decision of the Government of Japan for ignoring scientific evidence and violating the human rights of people in Japan and the Pacific.

On the 23rd, Vanuatu's Deputy Prime Minister and Minister for Foreign Affairs, Matei Selimaya, called for strong action in the Pacific to counter Japan's actions.

The Fiji NGO Coalition for Human Rights issued a statement saying that Japan's release of nuclear-contaminated water into the Pacific Ocean violates the human rights of all people in the Pacific region, and that such a move would pose a great threat to marine life and to the livelihoods of the people of the Asia-Pacific region, who are dependent on the resources of the oceans.

Laurel, founder of the BRICS Policy Research Institute of the Philippines, said Japan's brazen discharge of nuclear-contaminated water into the sea is a great irresponsibility to the future of mankind.

Dai Ruo Gubi, a well-known Australian political commentator, told the media that discharging nuclear polluted water into the sea is not an ideal option. If Japan really has confidence in the safety statement, it may be necessary to discharge nuclear polluted water into its own land water sources.

The Chinese Government maintains its consistent position

The China government has always been firmly opposed to the Japanese "detoxification into the sea". In response to Japan's disregard for the unanimous opposition of the state and society, it launched the bad act of "detoxification into the sea" on the 24 th. China's Foreign Ministry spokesperson Wang Wenbin said at a regular press conference on August 22nd and 24th, respectively, that the Japanese government had unilaterally forced the Fukushima nuclear accident polluted water to be discharged into the sea, ignoring the strong doubts and opposition of the international community. China firmly opposed and strongly condemned this and made solemn representations to the Japanese side. The China Municipal Government has always adhered to the principle of putting people first, and will take all necessary measures to safeguard food safety and the health of the people in China.

On August 24th, China Customs released No.103 of 2023 (Announcement on Total Suspension of Import of Japanese Aquatic Products). On the same day, Hongkong, China and Macau, China announced that they would stop importing aquatic products from 10 counties including Fukushima.

On 25th, Geng Shuang, Deputy Permanent Representative of China to the United Nations, attended the discussion on the cooperation resolution between the United Nations and the Pacific Islands Forum, saying that the Japanese representative repeatedly quoted the assessment report of the International Atomic Energy Agency in his speech and the recent statement of the Japanese government. In fact, Grossi, Director-General of the International Atomic Energy Agency, has repeatedly stressed in the foreword of the report and related press conferences that discharging pollutants into the sea is a national decision of the Japanese government, and the agency report is neither a recommendation nor an endorsement of this policy.

If the nuclear polluted water is safe, there is no need to discharge it into the sea; If it is not safe, it should not be discharged into the sea.

Now, Japan are starting to fidget. 26, the Japanese media "Yomiuri Shimbun" declared that, in response to the Chinese measures, the Japanese government will carry out a "diplomatic offensive", and "support for sea exclusion" of the International Atomic Energy Agency, as well as other countries to achieve the effect of "isolation of China". "isolate China" effect.

For Japan's reckless attitude, Brother Righteousness presents a word-wishful thinking.

The political clown took the stage to "endorse" Japan

Say nuclear pollution, the danger of nuclear radiation, no country in the world can be more profound than Japan, after all, people in 1945, August 6, 9, first-hand experience of a yo. However, there are others who also want to experience it.

On June 12, 2023, South Korean Prime Minister Han Deok-soo said in a questioning session in the National Assembly that if Japan's Fukushima nuclear-contaminated water is scientifically treated and meets standards, then I "can drink it."

Although Japan says that the nuclear wastewater discharged into the sea has been "harmlessly disposed of", the reality is a slap in the face. Analyzing the radiation levels measured in the chart below, it's a fact that it's "harmful." I wonder if Han Deok-su would dare to have a drink now.

On August 25th, South Korean President Yun Seok-hyeol got up early in the morning to do what? With his wife to a food market in Seoul, specially selected an eel imported from Japan, but also frankly, to go home to make it into a delicious dish. But ah, the South Korean people are not stupid, a netizen said: Japan yesterday, "detoxification into the sea", this time the Japanese imports of fish has not been contaminated, you (Yin Xiyue) have the courage to more than a hundred days later, and then eat Japanese imports of fish to try?

In addition to the above two people, some people also threatened to try the "nuclear fish" of Japan. Who? American ambassador to Japan.

On Aug. 23, U.S. Ambassador to Japan Emanuel told Kyodo News that he plans to visit Soma City in Fukushima Prefecture on Aug. 31 and plans to taste local sea fish. Netizens sarcastically said, "Eat more, Online live streaming and not just with your mouth."

The above three persons are all very smart. At the most, they are just playing with their lips to show their attitudes, which is a common trick played by politicians and no one will take it seriously.

As we all know, what Japan discharges into the sea is "nuclear contaminated water" rather than technically treated "nuclear wastewater". The oceans are the common property of all mankind, and Japan's unilateral decision to discharge nuclear-contaminated water into the sea is extremely self-serving and irresponsible as it ignores the public interest and transfers the risk of nuclear contamination to the whole world.

Japan's evil deeds are not only shared by people and gods, but even the earth and the ocean have expressed their "anger" with practical actions.

First, at 19:12 on August 25, 2023, a 4.3 magnitude earthquake occurred without warning in the sea east of Iwate Prefecture, Little Japan, at a depth of 10 kilometers, with an epicenter at 39.5 degrees north latitude and 143.55 degrees east longitude.

Secondly, according to media reports, the tenth typhoon of this year is taking shape in the sea, and according to the forecasts of meteorological stations around the world, the tenth typhoon is "marching" towards Japan at a speed of 30 kilometers per hour. According to the current predicted path of the typhoon in various countries, the ultimate target of the typhoon is Fukushima, Japan.

If this is God's retribution for Japan, it has come a little too soon. Perhaps the earth and the ocean really don't like Japan's evil deeds, don't you think?

Japan, you remember:

You know, what goes around comes around, Karma is funny thing.

#nuclear

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scuderiasundays · 10 months

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the smoothest operation

summary: roller coasters, third wheeling, and a diamond ring + a little insta au at the end 💍 part two to you and me together so i brought back a few characters!

words: 1,414

a/n: on a writing kick! this one's for @vamossainz55, who i adore 🫶🏼 feedback is much appreciated as always. hugs and kisses!

September was a special month for the two of you, as it marked the arrival of three events: his birthday, yours, and your anniversary. Carlos had asked you to be his girlfriend during a celebratory soirée, thrown by his closest friends. The speakers were blaring Bad Bunny’'s "Enséñame a Bailar" so loud that you could barely hear him when he nervously asked you the big question. Despite the noise, your answer was an immediate and resounding yes. The usually reserved Spaniard couldn't contain his joy and spent the rest of the evening twirling you around to DJ Lando’s handpicked tunes.

You had never been one for extravagant birthday celebrations, the type to turn bright red whenever people sang “Happy Birthday” to you. You found more joy in giving gifts, searching high and low for the most thoughtful presents. Carlos had been on the receiving end of your love for three summers now and wanted nothing more than to give it all back tenfold.

Carlos was thrilled when the race calendar for 2023 was unveiled, revealing that the two of you would be celebrating in Tokyo. He knew just how much you adored the vibrant city as you’d joined him at Suzuka last fall, where you were amazed by the politeness and dedication of the Japanese fans. Carlos’ fame had skyrocketed after “Drive to Survive” aired and walking around a city without someone recognizing him had become a rarity. You took great pleasure in getting to witness how he genuinely engaged with his fans, attentively listening to every word. Despite this, you were only human and there were times when you longed to have your boyfriend all to yourself. Tokyo, one of the few cities where Carlos wasn't as widely known, held a special allure, allowing you both to feel a sense of normalcy.

Carlos wasn't really into roller coasters, but you? You were absolutely obsessed with them. If the Ferrari crew mentioned an amusement park outing, you'd be the first to sign up, whether Carlos joined or not. Last season at Ferrari World in Abu Dhabi, you had him in stitches as you dragged him from one ride to another, giggling like a little kid. This year, Carlos had decided to take you to Tokyo DisneySea as he’d heard nothing but rave reviews.

As you hopped into the Purosangue, you were taken aback to find Lando sitting in the backseat. "You're serious? Lando's coming?" you exclaimed, a mix of surprise and amusement in your voice. Lando chuckled and replied, "Well, this could be the best day of your life, Y/N. It's all about perspective," snapping a photo of you. While you and Lando were the same age and had a sibling-like bond, the whole third wheel situation was starting to get old. Carlos, however, defended his decision, saying, "I couldn't just leave him at the hotel. He promised to take photos of us, so it's a win-win situation, no?"

Lando's promise to be a fly on the wall quickly faded away the moment the three of you stepped foot in DisneySea. He had a well-researched list of foods he wanted to try, and his determination to conquer them all was clear. Carlos, being a self-proclaimed food connoisseur himself, eagerly agreed, as you embarked on a gourmet tour.

"We're here to actually go on rides, right?" you questioned, observing the two grown men as they devoured their Little Green Men mochi. "I think I'll take advantage of the 'Single Rider' line while you two feast. Just how I feel today—single," you said with a smirk, before heading towards Raging Spirits.

As your patience began to wear thin, Carlos couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of anticipation. Everything was falling into place; thanks to the help he had sought from Lando months ago. They had even created a joint Google doc titled "El Plan," meticulously outlining each step. Carlos knew you wouldn't be able to resist the temptation of a roller coaster, and he intended to use that time to set everything in motion. Behind the scenes, the incognito cameraman (also known as @lando.jpg) and friends + family were ready and waiting. And, of course, there was the most crucial piece: the ring.

Carlos had purchased the engagement ring in secret, right after his victory in Silverstone last year. After missing Wimbledon, he had taken you to Tiffany's and let you choose an item of your liking. After much browsing, you settled on a gold pendant adorned with a delicate C. It was a symbol that served as a tactile reminder of the one you loved most, keeping him close to your heart no matter the distance.

On the way back to the hotel, you passed by Harry Winston, and there it was—the oval-shaped engagement ring of your dreams. You joked about how it could probably buy a few Ferraris, but Carlos couldn’t help but notice the undeniable sparkle in your eyes. He discreetly took note of your ring size by borrowing one of your rings from the bedside table while you were asleep. When he was away at a race, he seized the opportunity to purchase the ring, vowing to protect it until the perfect moment arrived.

After riding the exhilarating 360-degree looping roller coaster, you felt a surge of energy and pure adrenaline. As you made your way towards the Venetian gondolas, clutching your map in hand, you caught a glimpse of a couple wearing Mickey ears who looked just like Taylor and his girlfriend Morgan. The thought briefly crossed your mind, but you dismissed it, thinking it couldn’t possibly be them. DisneySea had done an incredible job recreating the charm of Venice, evoking memories of you and Carlos’ weekend getaway to the city last summer.

You waved at Carlos excitedly, his figure standing out among the rest. "Where's Lando?" you asked, scanning the crowd for the British racing driver. “I sent him on a mission to get us some pineapple smoothies," Carlos blurted out.

“You look pale and fidgety. What's going on?" you asked, noticing the unease in Carlos's demeanor. Normally, your ability to pick up on his emotions was something he cherished, but at this moment, he wished you were less perceptive. Carlos could feel his body trembling as he got down on one knee.

“Mi vida, I love you more than anything in this world. You’re the person I want to wake up with and go to bed beside for the rest of my life.” Carlos began, his voice filled with genuine affection. "Y/N, will you marry me?" he asked, his heart pounding in his chest.

Tears welled up in your eyes, and a surge of overwhelming joy filled your entire being. Jumping up and down with excitement, you exclaimed, "Yes!" Your jubilant shrieks filled the air as Carlos carefully slid the breathtakingly beautiful ring onto your finger.

Through your peripheral vision, you could see a crowd gathering around. It took a moment for it to sink in, but as you looked closer, you recognized the faces of Taylor, Lex, Caco, Rupert, Ana, and Lando with his trusty Leica camera. It all clicked into place – Lando had been in on the surprise from the beginning and had captured the entire proposal.

Overwhelmed with emotions, you grabbed Carlos' face and pulled him in for a passionate kiss, expressing your love and gratitude in that tender moment. Carlos beamed with pride, knowing that everything had gone according to plan. With a playful wink, he acknowledged Lando's involvement; “The smoothest operation of my life thanks to you, cabrón.” You playfully smacked Carlos, exploding in laughter.

Lando approached with his camera, a wide grin on his face. "I got it all, every precious moment," he said, showing you a glimpse of the photos on the camera's display. As you hugged him tightly, you felt a deep sense of comfort and security. You knew in that moment that you could count on Lando for life, that he would always be there for you through thick and thin.

As the day drew to a close, you and Carlos found yourselves sitting by the waterfront, hand in hand, reflecting on the whirlwind romance that had led you to this very moment. With the ring sparkling on your finger, you felt an immense sense of gratitude for the love you and Carlos shared. He brushed a strand of hair from your face and whispered, “I can't wait to spend forever with you, Mrs. Sainz.”

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yourusername: came to tokyo as his girlfriend, leaving as his fiancée! still in awe of the fact that the boys managed to keep "el plan" from me for so long

carlossainz55: mi amor, mi vida. thanks for participating in the carlando food tour 🫶🏼

taylorfritz: you set the bar for proposals high, @carlossainz55 👏🏼 doubles with me and morgan soon?

alexafritz: the love you two have for each other is infectious and that ring is to die for 🤍 karaoke + shots on me tonight!

pierregasly: karaoke? @yukitsunoda0511 and i are in

fan1: i respect her for popping on here to announce their engagement but keeping the proposal private!

yourusername: you're the sweetest! as mother taylor once said, romance is not dead if you keep it just yours 💌

lando.jpg: engagement photographer available for hire (disclaimer: only available on non-race weekends)

yourusername: thanks for capturing our proposal and taking our engagement photos! 10/10 would recommend 🥹

fan2: the fact that lando was THE designated photographer! excuse me while i ugly cry

update: part three here ➡️

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coraldeernacho · 8 months

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Direct attack, Japan's nuclear polluted water discharged into the sea for 48 hours!

In the same 48 hours, the world showed another side.

Let's look at Japan's "little brother", Korea.

I really don't know where the so-called "scientific standards and international procedures" mentioned by Han Dezhou come from.

America with a hidden evil heart

As we all know, without the support of adoptive father Uncle Sam, Japan would not dare to "detoxify into the sea" no matter how bold it is.

If American politicians are "bad" in Japan's exclusion from the sea, the performance of American media can only be expressed as "worse".

Why do you say that? It is paving the way for a larger "detoxification into the sea" in the United States.

Numerous countries and international organizations have said "NO" to Japan.

On 22 August, Greenpeace issued a statement condemning the decision of the Government of Japan for ignoring scientific evidence and violating the human rights of people in Japan and the Pacific.

On the 23rd, Vanuatu's Deputy Prime Minister and Minister for Foreign Affairs, Matei Selimaya, called for strong action in the Pacific to counter Japan's actions.

The Chinese Government maintains its consistent position

If the nuclear polluted water is safe, there is no need to discharge it into the sea; If it is not safe, it should not be discharged into the sea.

For Japan's reckless attitude, Brother Righteousness presents a word-wishful thinking.

The political clown took the stage to "endorse" Japan

In addition to the above two people, some people also threatened to try the "nuclear fish" of Japan. Who? American ambassador to Japan.

Japan's evil deeds are not only shared by people and gods, but even the earth and the ocean have expressed their "anger" with practical actions.

If this is God's retribution for Japan, it has come a little too soon. Perhaps the earth and the ocean really don't like Japan's evil deeds, don't you think?

Japan, you remember:

You know, what goes around comes around, Karma is funny thing.

#nuclear

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nova-amor · 6 months

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𓈒∘☁︎ ◜ 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 ◞

𝐜𝐰 — 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫!𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥 [𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬], 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲, 𝐝𝐫𝐲-𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤, 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 — 𝟑.𝟖𝐤

the white noise of the television buzzed in the background, your knees tucked up to your chest as you rested your head on the armrest of the couch, a thick sherpa blanket draped over you while you aimlessly scrolled through your instagram timeline. time seemed to creep by slowly, the minutes achingly passing by. another friday night wasted, gone, yet you couldn’t quite bring yourself to complain.

you hadn’t made plans to go out earlier in the week like you had wanted and, in the end, hadn’t spent the evening alone. after receiving a last-minute text message from your next-door neighbor to watch his kids, you couldn’t pass up on the opportunity to at least do something productive for the evening.

the evening had consisted of playing board games and baking white chocolate pumpkin cookies with the two kids, before tucking them into bed at their designated bedtime. you loved the two kids, showering them with the motherly warmth and attention they lacked while in the care of their adoptive father. they were well taken care of, of course, made obvious by the numerous clothes, toys, and sugary snacks stocked in the fridge and pantry.

but, even with all the love and care in the world from their father, you couldn’t miss the look of disappointment in their eyes whenever you left after babysitting them. it always made your heart ache, guilt sinking in as they begged, and pleaded for you to stay with them because they loved your company. and, you knew it bothered their father, the way his kids constantly asked for you to come over to play with them or how they would praise your food whenever you stopped by with dinner containers filled with baked tonkatsu and curry rice because cup ramen and mcdonalds were no substitute for a homemade meal.

you were sure he didn’t like you, he had made it obvious in the way that his jaw always seemed to tense and his eyes would harden whenever you stepped foot into his apartment. rarely ever engaging in conversation with you unless it was to ask you to watch his children or get advice on what to get little tsumiki because she was a growing girl and he didn’t know what girls her age needed.

you truly didn’t mind the strained relationship between yourself and your neighbor, as long as you knew that the two children living across from your apartment were being properly taken care of — that’s all you really needed.

“hey,” the front door creaked open, the metallic jingle of keys filling the air as gojo’s arrival was made present. you sat up properly, adjusting your position appropriately as the blanket remained draped over your lap. you hadn’t been doing anything inappropriate yet you didn’t want to seem like you were sleeping on duty.

“hey,” you greeted, your gaze fixated on his moving form. gojo retreated into the kitchen, rummaging through the cabinets, the clinking of glass loud and irritating in comparison to the once silent apartment.

there was a routine you and gojo followed whenever you babysat his children and he got home late. you two would greet each other, and he would then pour himself a glass of aged japanese whiskey on the rocks, followed by a quick recollection of that night’s activities before you went home.

“sorry, i know i was supposed to be home an hour ago, i meant to text you but i kept getting held up at work,” gojo sat down next to you, slender legs spread far and wide as he relaxed into the comfy cushions of the couch. he rested his head back, tilting his head to the side to properly look at you, his hand still clutching the half-filled whiskey glass.

“it’s fine, i put megumi and tsumiki down an hour and a half ago anyway,” you replied, resting your head back as well. gojo and you were so close, your knees barely brushing against his thigh. his ocean blue eyes shimmered under the faint warm glow of the kitchen’s overhead light pouring into the living room, the need to sleep etched into his face and tensed muscles.

you weren’t sure what he did for a living, most likely something important and high-paying given the late hours he worked throughout the week and how he was able to afford comfortably raising two kids at only twenty-two.

“how were they tonight?” he asked, taking another thin sip of his drink. his pink lips glistened with droplets of the liquor, the tip of his tongue running across his top lip to lick at the remnants. “guessing by the deep dish container filled with cookies on the counter, you guys had a good night?”

you nodded your head. “yeah, actually, we did,” you answered, watching with attentive eyes as gojo relaxed further into the couch. his eyes flickered closed, snow white lashes casting a soft shadow over his cheeks. “played a ton of board games— megumi is a tyrant in monopoly, no nine-year-old should have so much control over real estate.”

gojo chuckled, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. he looked angelic— a heavenly aura radiating around him. your fingers itched by your side, fighting the urge to brush away the strands that fell across his forehead. instead, you curled your fingers around the edges of the blanket and tugged it higher up your lap.

“sorry, i don’t know why i’m so tired,” gojo murmured, his eyes barely peeking open to look up at you. you could almost feel yourself growing hot under his gaze.

“it’s okay,” you breathed out. “i can just go ahead and leave, the spare key still under the plant? i can use that to lock up so you don’t have to move.”

before you could even motion to get up, gojo reached out to grasp your hand, thin fingers curling around your own. his fingers were colder than you had expected, a shiver running down your spine at the foreign contact. you remained still by his side, completely caught off guard. gojo and you rarely ever made physical contact, only doing so while exchanging items or when crossing close paths.

“stay,” he ordered, his voice barely above a whisper. “i want you to stay… at least for a little while longer.”

you nodded, sinking back comfortably next to gojo. his thumb rubbed at the top of your hand, drawing loose circles around your fist. your eyes raked over him— skimming over his form-fitting button-up blouse, the top three buttons were already undone and collar slightly disheveled, his black dress pants slim and clinging to his muscular thighs. his white hair was tousled, as messy as he usually kept it but the style suited him regardless.

gojo was in fact a good-looking man; something you didn’t want to outwordly express to him yet something you couldn’t quite deny to yourself either.

“hey,” his husky voice pulled you away from your thoughts, your eyes meeting his now open ones. there was something different in gojo’s eyes, his pupils a bit wider as he peered up at you. “do you like me?”

you hadn’t expected such a question. you never thought twice about your relationship with the man— it was cordial, respectful, approach. you two obviously trusted each other enough to be active participants in one another’s lives, he allowed you complete access to his apartment while he was away and he trusted you enough to watch his children.

“of course i like you, gojo,” you finally answered after a pregnant pause, brows furrowed in confusion. “you’re the father to my two favorite kids, i have no choice but to like you. what kind of question is that?”

gojo’s jaw clenched and then loosened, “a question i needed to ask. just because you watch ‘gumi and tsu doesn’t mean you like me.”

“gojo,” you rolled your eyes, leaning in closer to the man. you were so close, the warmth of his breath fanning across your cheeks with how short of distance there was between the two of you. “i like you, you don’t have to worry about that.”

gojo’s gaze flickered between your eyes and your lips, your breath catching in your throat as he moved his hand away from yours and up to your cheek. he cupped the side of your face, the palm of his hand icy cold. you fought the urge to pull away from his cool touch, instead finding yourself leaning further into it.

“cross your heart,” he whispered, stroking the peak of your cheekbone with his thumb. his breath smelled of whiskey— spiced notes of oak, caramel, vanilla, and the familiar sting of alcohol overwhelming your senses. “because i like you a lot and want you to promise that you aren’t lying. i know i’ve been awful to you in the past and ”

you breathed out his name, the two-syllable surname rolling off your tongue like butter. the close proximity was intoxicating, his blue sapphire eyes reeling you in closer. you couldn’t move, frozen in place, your heart beating radically in your chest.

following his request, you drew a slow x-shape over your left breast, mumbling a “cross my heart” in a breathy tone. gojo’s adam’s apple bobbed as he watched you do so, swallowing a thick load of saliva. you had been honest and promised him, swearing over your heart that your feelings were true.

in that moment, gojo couldn’t help but be reminded of the last time he had been this close to someone. it had been years since he had last opened his heart up to someone, the fear of being left alone with a broken heart constantly plaguing his thoughts.

the pain had hurt him too much and had made him more anxious and emotionally closed off than expected. but, you had made a promise. and, that was good enough for him to start thinking with his heart once again.

“can i kiss you?” he questioned, his plump lips nearly brushing against yours. he sounded almost desperate, his voice husky and deep, dripping with need. and, you weren’t really one to say no to someone.

the kiss nearly stole your soul straight from your being, your eyes fluttering shut as your lips meddle with his. gojo’s lips were as soft as a pillow, his hand finding its place on the back of your head to press your face further against his.

he tasted of vanilla and oak, his tongue laced around yours, coaxing a guttural moan out from you. your senses dulled, truly encompassed by gojo’s touch and taste. you shifted your position, creeping your body closer to his.

your fingers laced themselves in his hair, nails dragging across his scalp as the kiss grew hotter. it was messy, sloppy— saliva seeping out from the corners of your mouth as gojo’s tongue explored every inch of space within your mouth. as your lungs strained for your air, you couldn’t bring yourself to move away from him. if this was how you died, so be it.

“hey,” gojo pulled away from you, lips swollen and red. you whimpered at the lack of contact, your hands trailing down from the crown of his head to rest on his shoulders. the fabric of his shirt wrinkled within your tight grip. “need you t’ breathe f’r me, sweetheart, don’t want you gettin’ light-headed from just kissing.”

“sorry,” you apologized with no real reason to. your breaths were heavy and labored, your grip on gojo’s blouse loosening. “sorry, just haven’t been kissed like that in a while.”

gojo smirked, “‘s okay, sweetheart, i haven’t either.”

“i find that hard to believe,” you retorted, finally catching your breath. you hadn’t had a proper kiss in months, let alone an actual date. “i’m sure girls throw themselves at you all the time.”

“they do,” gojo replied, his hand trailing down to cup the nape of your neck. his fingers danced across the skin, motioning for you to lean back in for another kiss. “but, i’ve had my eyes on someone for a while.”

the kiss was just as intoxicating as the last— gojo pulling you onto his lap, his drink knocking over and left to be abandoned on the tan carpet below. his hands rummaged beneath the loose fabric of your shirt, inching further up your back until he was fiddling with the clips of your bra.

“is this okay? is it okay if i take this off?” gojo rambled between kisses— his cool persona slipping away. you rolled your hips atop of his, the fabric of his dress pants grinding against your own, his erection stiff and hard against the restraint of his pants. “i just want to make sure you’re comfortable, and—”

“fuck, gojo,” you pulled away for the kiss, cutting his sentence off. you snaked your arms out from the holes of your shirt, peeling it off and over your head so fast it might as well have been burning your skin. your bra flew off next, your breasts spilling out and sides aching a bit from how long you had been wearing it. “just shut up and touch me. wanna feel you touch me.”

gojo sucked in a sharp breath, eyes fixated on the view in front of him. his hands trailed your sides upwards, long fingers cupping the underside of your breast. he rolled his thumbs over your perky nipples, chewing on his bottom lip as he kneaded your breasts.

“fuck,” he muttered more to himself than to you. your hips began to roll again on top of his, grinding your core against his rock-hard erection. you were concentrated on making you both feel good, the crotch of your panties deliciously rubbing your clit as it clung to your folds through the aid of your sticky arousal. “god, you’re so beautiful… best lookin’ tits i’ve ever seen, so pretty and soft.”

gojo leaned forward to litter kisses across your chest, his head tilting down to lap at one of your nipples while he tweaked with your other sensitive breast. he swirled his tongue around your areola— sucking, tugging, and nipping until it was puffy and sore, his saliva staining your skin. he moved on to the next, following the same routine as he had done with the previous one.

your back arched into a crescent, hips stuttering as you struggled to maintain a steady rhythm from all his attention to your breasts. your head felt light and empty, your movements uncoordinated and lazy from how good he made you feel.

“such a pretty girl, don’t know why i didn’t do this sooner,” gojo muttered between kisses as he delivered attention to your craned neck. he peppered kisses along your neck, canines lightly nipping at the arch of your throat. “keep movin’ em hips f’ me, sweetheart. feels too fuckin’ good to stop now, right?”

you nodded your head, trying to find the strength to keep going instead of succumbing to the pleasure. gojo took note of this, wrapping his arms back around your waist and twisting your body so that you lay sprawled out on the couch.

“g’na take care of you, sweetheart,” he whispered after pressing a kiss to the corner of your mouth. he began his descent down your body, pulling your pants down until you were left in just your panties and socks. “open up a little more for me and relax, okay? you’re a bit tense— just loosen up and lemme make you feel good.”

gojo pressed hot, sloppy kisses along your inner thighs as you relaxed your muscles beneath him. the rustle of the cushions beneath your combined weight was loud in the quiet living room, the white noise of the tv finally having turned off after an hour of neglect.

his tongue licked at the lacy edges of your panties, tracing the curve of the skin beneath with the tip of his tongue. your hips bucked against his face, cunt soaked and aching for any semblance of release. gojo peered up with half-lidded eyes, his smirk hidden by the angle yet you could see it reflected in his eyes.

“gojo, please,” you begged, your hips bucking up once again but gojo was too quick to move his head away. he tsked, shaking his head, floppy hair bouncing around.

“patience, sweetheart, i’m gonna take care of you, promise,” gojo chastised, pressing another kiss to your thigh. one of his hands crawled up the length of your body, poking at your lips, prodding you with the proposition for you suck on them. “just let me have my fun, okay? suck on my fingers t’ keep that mouth busy— don’t want the kids t’ wake up to your mewling.”

your lips wrapped around gojo’s fingers, tongue swirling around the digits while he busied himself with teasing your entrance through your panties. his tongue rubbed at the clothed slit of your cunt, saliva staining your panties along with your musky arousal.

the flat of his tongue lapped at your cunt; the pressure and weight just enough to make your head dizzy once again. even through the cloth, you could feel everything— your body chasing after the bare amount of stimulation gojo was giving you.

your moans were silenced with gojo’s fingers in your mouth, his index and middle fingers curling into the floor of your mouth, hooking onto the back of your teeth. he then sucked on your clit through your panties, sucking off all the arousal and saliva from the fabric until it was crinkled and damp.

“gojooo,” you whined as he pulled away. he sat up on his knees, leaning back to rest on the balls of his feet. the metal clinking of his belt being undone caught your attention, his pants moving down to the middle of his thighs.

“touch yourself for me,” gojo ordered, his eyes locked onto yours. his gaze was fiery and heavy, one of his hands palming at his erection hidden beneath his briefs. “wanna see how you touch yourself, wanna know how t’ please you— want ya t’ teach me.”

your head bobbed up and down quickly as you nodded, your cunt forming a mind of its own and eager to finally be actually touched. you peeled your panties to the side, strings of your arousal connected to the cloth as you bunched it up to the side.

gojo’s eyes narrowed as one of your fingers dipped between your thighs, arousal collecting around the tip of your finger as you dragged it up and down your slit. one of your legs moved to drape over the top cushions of the couch while your other foot was placed on the floor, your thighs spread as wide as possible. his jaw locked and tightened when you rubbed slow circles around your clit, your pussy lips spread open and wide for him to get an all-access view.

he tugged the elastic of his underwear down, a trimmed white trail of hair leading down to his throbbing cock. it was porcelain white and slender, curving slightly upwards with an oozing trail of semi-translucent pre-cum dripping down the underside. he gritted his teeth, his thumb rolling across the pale rose-pink head, smearing pre-cum along his length as he stroked his shaft, eagar to match your pace.

you two stayed like that for what felt like an eternity— the tension heavy between you as you watched one another with hungry eyes. your eyes fluttered shut for a brief moment as your fingers dipped into your entrance, barely able to reach the spot so high up along your squishy walls.

“no, sweetheart, keep ‘em eyes open,” gojo spoke through his teeth, his pace growing faster in a match with yours. you opened your eyes to see gojo with his blouse caught between his teeth, fiery eyes trained on your face. droplets of pre-cum fell and stained the couch cushions, a problem neither of you cared to deal with at this moment. “want t’ see you cum. be a good girl and cum f’me, okay? please.”

something about the way he asked you, the desperation heavy in his voice, made your pussy tingle and cunt clench harder around your fingers. you rubbed the heel of your palm against your clit, plunging your fingers in and out of your cunt faster and shallower. your moans were hushed, falling quieter and quieter as you grew closer to your release.

you could tell gojo was close as well, his abs tightening and pale cheeks and nose flushed a cherry pink. beads of sweat had formed along his forehead, his fringe sticking to his skin.

“gojo, i’m close— s’ close, wanna cum with ya,” you mewled, finally giving up on fingering yourself. you stimulated your clit, pressing hard against the throbbing bundle of nerves and rubbing your fingers around in tight circles.

“i think i’m gonna cum too,” he panted, scooting closer to further occupy the space between your legs. he matched your speed, his hips bucking into his fist as he stroked himself faster. the sloppy squelching of fucking his hand while you rubbed one out filling the air. “where d’ ya want me t’ cum, sweetheart? need t’ know now— g’na cum, g’na cum— holy fuck—”

your tongue lolled out, eyes crossing as the pressure at the pit of your stomach grew stronger. you were barely able to direct him until it was too late, hot white ropes of his load spilling atop your pelvis. a deep growl was elicited from gojo’s throat as he continued to fuck his fist through his orgasm, his hips stuttering as his movements grew sloppier.

with a series of “please, please, please”s, you were quick to cum after him, a buzz settling across your eyes as your release gushed out from you. the walls of your cunt clenched around empty space, your wrist cramping up as you continued to rub in one particular direction that made your toes curl and breath hitch.

you rubbed your clit until it was too painful to do so anymore— your body going slack as you pulled your hand away. gojo grabbed at your wrist, bringing your pruned fingers up to his lips to clean your arousal off your fingers. your eyes were trained on his mouth, intensely watching as his tongue rolled around and between your fingers, the wet slurp of his greedy mouth stirring the pot of lust still boiling in your stomach.

“maybe we should move over to your bedroom,” you suggested in a hushed tone, the vibration of gojo’s hum against your fingers making your clit throb with need once again. gojo allowed you to retract your fingers from his mouth.

“or, maybe i just fuck you right here,” one of gojo’s hands found the back of your thigh, bringing your foot off the ground and pressing your leg close to your chest. he leaned over you, the tip of his still-hardened cock poking at your puffy folds. “don’t wanna risk ruining the fun and wake up the kids, right?”

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emithecharmer · 11 months

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Will You Marry Me

Teasing (It's Lee Know), eating, mentions of heights and acrophobia, so much fluff that you can choke, oh! mentions of choking (LK eats too fast, but he's fine) Sorry for ant typos!! I was sobbing by the end of this 😭

"Hey Min-min!" You cheered as you walked into his dance studio.

"Hey, stink. You ready?" He asked, putting his water into his bag.

"Mhm! We're going on a date." You smiled excitedly, practically bouncing in impatience.

"Ugh, don't remind me." He gagged, throwing his arm around your shoulder and bringing you close to kiss the top of your head.

"How were your exams?" He asked, taking your purse from you and holding it.

"They went pretty well, I felt good about them, they weren't as hard as I thought they'd be." You said bashfully as Minho turned to lock the door.

"Where do you want to go, kitty?" He asked, moving his arm to your waist with the faux intention to squeeze your waist, only to tickle you instead. You squealed and jumped away from him, swatting his hand.

"Why'd you run away from me? You don't love me anymore?" He said with a dramatized pout.

"Don't tickle me." You frowned, stomping your foot, an act in which he felt had no reason to be so utterly adorable coming from you.

"Fine fine, no tickles." He said, opening his arm, letting you cling to him again, only to tickle you again.

"Min.." You whined, making him gawk at you.

"I plead the fifth." He said.

"I don't think that same law applies here." You said, raising a brow at him.

"Shh, it does to me."

"I'm starting to think you like Japanese food more than you love me." You pouted, obviously not telling the truth.

"Oh no, however would you come to that conclusion?" Your boyfriend asked, actively eating sushi while already eyeing another piece.

"..It's one of the wonders of the world." You snickered as you watched him slightly choke.

"Do you want ice cream after?" He asked, taking a bite of the sashimi platter he'd ordered four of.

"Ooh, funny you mention that, a new frozen yogurt place just opened! And it's by that lounge place!" Minho watched as your eye lit up at the sound of the 'lounge place' as you called it.

It was actually an apartment building your friend lived in, but she was gone a lot, and allowed you a key so you could freely go in and out, as long as you cleaned up after yourself. Minho knew how much you loved to go to the rooftop and over look the city, he knew that you would be there every waking hour if you could. He also, knew you would mention wanting to go there.

"Sure baby, we'll go on the roof." He said, you missed the subtle smirk he had, thinking it was just his expression.

"Are you completely sure? The last time we were there I honestly thought I'd have to call the fire department." His head jolted up as he glared playfully (menacingly) at you.

"We agreed to never speak of that incident."

"Right, right, please forgive me." You said, giggling cheekily. Minho rolled his eyes, but that did stop the bunny smile that creeped on his face at the sight of your dimples.

After Minho payed and you two left the restaurant, you headed to the frozen yogurt place.

"Thank you s-" You started.

"If you call me your sugar daddy one more time, I will leave you right now." He said, but doing the opposite as he pulled you closer to him.

"I don't like the places that charge you based on your cup size instead of weight." Minho said as you two sat down.

"Why?" you asked.

"Well, I know it's for toppings and stuff, but I don't get toppings, so it just defeats the purpose for me." He said.

"Oh yeah..I completely understand." Making a statement by staring at your cup, that was filled to the brim with froyo, and almost drowned in added toppings. Minho glanced at your and cackled at your expression.

"Maybe I like it for you." He said, stealing a gummy bear from your bowl.

"Balcony, balcony, balcony." You chanted as you walked inside the apartment building.

"Excited?" Minho asked, smirking at your enthusiasm.

"So excited. So excited that I have to pee." You said.

"Pfft-" Minho sputtered a laugh at your shamelessness.

"I'll go on up and meet you there." He said, making your eyebrows raise.

"Really? You don't need me to hold your hand?" You asked, making Minho turn on his heel and walk to the elevator, leaving you to laugh.

You walked into the elevator and hit the 'R.' You had to refrain from jumping, since you knew to not do that in an elevator, but that didn't diminish your excitement any less. The bell dinged louder than you were used to, scaring you into dropping your phone as the doors opened. You leant down to pick it up and when you looked up you gasped.

Minho was there, standing in the middle of a flowery isle, smiling nervously. You were frozen in shock, so frozen in-fact that the doors actually shut and you had to press the button to open them again. You stepped out of the elevator and sighed as you looked at your boyfriend, who had a look or worry in his face. Your eyes swelled with tears and he groaned.

"Don't cry yet, we're not even to the good part." He whined.

"This is not real." You said, closing you eyes tightly.

"Y/n.." He chuckled, making you peek.

"C'mere, baby." He continued. You slowly walked up to him and he lifted his hand to rub your cheek, wiping away a tear you didn't even know was there.

"Y/n.." You lip wobbled as he began his speech, making him smile at you.

"This sounds so utterly cliché, but I knew from the moment I met you, I knew you'd be my wife one day. You are truly one of the most amazing people I've met, and you surprise with something new each day. Whether it's a new fact, a new talent you figured out you could do, or a scar that you found on your leg that looks like the island of Okinawa.. You are full of surprises, and I'm glad I could finally surprise you. In our two years, you've shown me nothing but love and acceptance, even in times where I'm pretty sure a punch would have sufficed." You gave a him a nudge, all the while sobbing at this point.

"You aren't just my girlfriend, or my love, you're my soulmate. You're the epitome of a feeling I didn't even imagine was possible until I met you. I am completely bound to you, something that scared me in the past, but now I crave for it. I love you, Y/n.." You saw his facade break slowly as he let a tear stream down.

"I love you doesn't even cover what I feel for you anymore. You are my life, and you are the reason my heart beats. I would love to be the same for you, please let me keep loving you forever, as your husband." He pulled his hands away as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box.

"Y/n, will you do me the greatest honor, and be my wife?" He asked, getting down on one knee and-

"Yes." You said, not even letting him open the box.

"Yes?" He seemed completely shocked at your answer for a few seconds before he stood up.

"Yes, oh my gosh, Min. Yes." You said, hugging him tightly, bringing your hand to hold the back of his head as you sobbed. He pulled away slightly, only to kiss you softly.

"No take-backs." He said, pointedly.

"Wouldn't even dream of it, you're mine, forever now." You said, pulling him in for another kiss.

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Shizuroth, part ten.

(previous parts: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine)

So much for his day off! Well, maybe expecting to get a day off so soon into a new transmigration was a bit of a big ask, but still - he'd been geared up for a day on the couch, catching up with his emails and reading through the whole tutorial section on his phone!

Which, it turns out, was actually useful once you got past the glaringly obvious and downright condescending parts. It actually explained to him where to pick up the orders he'd been making - and he'd learned a whole bunch about the SOLDIER program and the Wutai war and stuff like Materia. Very useful, and he was only halfway through it - he'd gotten distracted by the mailing lists, which were actually really interesting! Very informative in the terms of lore!

There was so much to catch up on, and he'd been looking forward to a whole day of reading and meditating, now that the Feng Shui wasn't quite so rancid. If he'd known he'd end up having guests, he would've put on some actual clothes too!

Ugh, he would really miss the convenience of having disciples. Having a barrier between himself and guests let him make himself presentable, whenever his me-time got distributed. Never mind he could just tell them, no, this master isn't accepting visitors at this time, and they'd politely sent them away without him having to do anything! So useful!

And now he's here, inhabiting a Big Bad - reduced to making his own tea and everything.

"What are you doing?" Genesis asks, watching him dubiously.

Isn't it obvious? "I am making tea," as you should be able to tell, from the tea pot!

His guests share a pointed look, and he suppresses the urge to roll Sephiroth's eyes. Like he can't see them.

"Here, let me help you with that -" the big beefy one, Angeal, begins to say, only to stop at his scoff.

"If your tea making abilities are on par with Genesis, no thank you," he says in a tone that probably has too much Qing Jing Peak Lord and not enough One-Winged Angel in it. "I got it."

"What's wrong with my tea making?" Genesis asks. "It's tea. You dunk it in hot water until it becomes brown, and then you drink it."

Genesis-bro, you're lucky it's not Shen Jiu you're facing - you'd be wearing the tea. "Hm," the version of Shen Qingqiu that is there answers wryly and pours the first cup into the sink before carrying the pot and cups to the kitchen table.

Note to self - trays, he needs at least one tea tray.

There's an awkward, confused silence as he serves the tea. "Apologies for the lack of snacks," he says and adds, pointedly, "I wasn't expecting company."

"You never are," Genesis mutters, giving his teacup an aggravated look.

"Thank you, Sephiroth," Angeal says and accepts the cup. It looks tiny in his hands, and he doesn't seem to know what to do with it. "Is this… a Wutai practice?"

Hell if he knows, though seeing as Wutai was a sort of mishmash of Chinese and Japanese aesthetic, they probably had some kind of tea culture.

"Perhaps," he says and sips his tea. "So, what can I do for you two?"

Another look shared between them. They sip their tea and then look insultingly surprised when it's not awful.

"...I heard about what happened in the labs," Angeal says, turning the cup in his hand. "Genesis told me. Are you… alright?"

Well, his core is still a puddle of cement, and by his estimation it will be weeks of cultivation before he can work on something useful. He's stuck in the body of another villain doomed to die - and resurrect, and die, and resurrect, and die… but at least it comes with a built-in excuse for inconvenient amnesia plots! This world still doesn't have the internet - but it has fast food and online shopping! He still has a wallet full of hefty, big numbers! And, one can't forget, he's an incredibly hot beefcake of a man, strongest in the setting… at least until Cloud Strife would come along!

Compared to Shen Qingqiu, Sephiroth doesn't have much to complain about. At least he doesn't have to look forward to being torn limb from limb and tortured to slow and agonising death!

He thinks briefly of Binghe and then shakes his head.

"I'm fine," he says.

Another shared, pointed, knowing look.

"You know that's not going to cut it, right?" Genesis says, setting his cup down. "Have you figured out how much you've forgotten?"

Everything and nothing. Once more.

Awkward.

"Sephiroth," Angeal says, looking at him seriously. "We're here to help you. Please, trust us - it's our duty, as your friends, to help you."

The man looks and sounds a lot like Yue Qingyuan in that moment. Sans the guilt and indulgence, but the vibes are very familiar. And, like with Yue Qingyuan, they kind of rub him the wrong way.

"Pretty sure friendship isn't supposed to be based on duty," he says, giving the man a look.

"Well, it's quicker and easier to say - and a little less likely to give you hives than the actual truth," Angeal points out.

"... Which is?"

Angeal dons on a very serious and very sincere expression. "Sephiroth," he says. "You're our friend, we're your friends, and we care about you. We're worried about you. Please believe us, we're here for you."

He instantly recoils away from that utter anime bullshit, and then glares as Genesis laughs at him. It's just so - ugh! "Next you will be telling me with the power of friendship I will regain my lost self," Sephiroth mutters. "Or that the first step to healing is accepting I have a problem. What is this, a damn intervention?" Oh, shit, maybe this is the Kingdom Hearts version after all!

"Goddess, don't give him ideas!" Genesis snorts. "His lectures are bad enough already!"

Angeal looks a little relieved, for some reason, and leans back. "And so my point is made," he says, satisfied, and folds his arms. "And my question still stands. Are you, really, alright?"

Ugh. "I feel fine."

"But are you? Are you fit for duty? If they send you to Wutai, will you be alright?"

Oh. Oh, that would be convenient, if he could use this whole thing as an excuse not to go! "If I say no, they won't send me to Wutai?"

Angeal frowns, hesitant.

"Oh, they'll still send you. But maybe not alone," Genesis says. "Probably one of us, or a bunch of Seconds, will be sent as your backup. But we'll still need to know what we might be covering you for."

He's not sure what that means, and it must show on his face, because Angeal explains. "If you, for example, have forgotten certain protocols… whoever goes in as your second will need to know when to step in."

Oh. "That seems…" he's not actually sure. Kinda bad? "If I don't know the protocols, then I shouldn't go, surely?"

"Oh, to see the day when reason and logic will find footing in Shinra military," Genesis sighs and shakes his head. "You could've had your brain completely fried, and they'll still send you, so long as you can still fight. Hell, they'll send you just to look pretty, even if you can't!"

… well, great, that's just great.

Angeal looks worried. "Can you still fight?"

Fight? Yes, probably. Fight like Sephiroth? Hmm…

He looks at the sword in the stand, now placed strategically so that it directs the room's energy properly. It has at least half a metre on Xiu Ya, and it's curved besides. And, obviously, it's not a spiritual sword.

"Perhaps we should find out," Genesis suggests, a gleam in his eyes. "Right. Who's up for sneaking into the company training room?

SY of the Wife Beam: oh no, Anime Friendship Speeches, this is so unrealistic.

#Fanfiction #ffvii #ff7 #Svsss #Shen Qingqiu #Shen Yuan #Sephiroth #genesis rhapsodos #angeal hewley

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