JI-HUN / STATS:

NAME: REDACTED

ALIAS: JI-HUN ( MEANING WISE, HIGH-RANKING )

AGE: ?? [ appears between 28-32 ]

GENDER: CONFIRMED CIS-MALE

PRONOUNS: HE/HIM/HIS

SEXUALITY: ??

ETHNICITY: CHINESE

STATUS: CURRENTLY ALIVE

AFFILIATIONS: GORO, DENG BY ASSOCIATION, REN + SHINING!’S HOSTS

OCCUPATION: GORO’S LEFT-HAND, A PROBLEM SOLVER

HAIR: slicked back, two long pieces in the front that resemble a dragon, giving him a more snake-like appearance. thick, long enough to work with, hardly kept loose.

HAIR COLOR: black, seems to have tints of green

EYES: described as having a piercing stare, known as having a “serpent’s gaze”

EYE COLOR: green, though they seem to change to black when disturbed

HEIGHT: 6′1 (185cm)

WEIGHT: 256lb (116kg)

BUILD: square, strong, yet fluid. he is comfortable with his body, muscles strong and limbs firm, long, and proportionate. broad shoulders, predominant wrists, long fingers, and long toes, with hands and feet appropriate to his size.

MISC: he has a light-to-medium complexion. there are a few beauty marks along his face and neck, with several across his thighs and back. he is tattooed everywhere save for his face, hands, and feet. he has a sharp nose, a fuller bottom than top lip, and smooth cheekbones that aren’t very prominent. he has a straight brow line with thin brows that come to heavier ends. he is “handsome” (to some). his hands and feet are large and proportionate to his body. like deng, his canines are elongated.

ji-hun speaks with a light chinese accent with a deep, smooth voice. since he’s traveled so much, thus now spending a lot of time outside of china (despite his frequent return), and currently spending so much time in japan again, he has lost some of it. he is naturally fluent in mandarin, as well as cantonese and a few other dialects. he will adapt almost immediately to the language that is most common in the area. his english is sharp and precise, as is his japanese, and he speaks many other languages, such as spanish, german, and tagalog. he seems to be able to hear a language briefly before being able to understand it, then speak it. this ability is a natural gift enhanced by goro, and is something that ji-hun had a prior inclination toward. he often argues with deng in thai.

he only wears black, and you primarily see him in a black suit. he sometimes wears sunglasses, and he generally wears black leather gloves. he carries a gun and a knife, as well as a few other weapons, and has often tasered people when necessary.

OMG ahahaha I am dying!

She didn't say a word, and a slender leg teased him on his thigh, Across the silky and silky texture, it is like setting a fire to set people on fire. She took a breath near his ear, and said in a low voice, "That means it's still here? I don't believe it!"

"I know what you mean, it's a test!" He bit his lip, closed his eyes and tilted his head to the side. On one side, Deng Xia looked like he was being slaughtered, and said generously, "If you want to come, be happy, don't linger!"

 Yinlou had been stunned for a long time, but she really wanted to tell her to get started, so she timidly looked forward and backward. After all, it is a girl's family, and she is curious about some things, but such a big living person is lying in front of her, her legs trembling and she doesn't know where to start. She touched her ears and looked at him hesitantly, "You just ask me to check it out?"

His eyes opened a slit, "Why not? He asked me to take it off to let you pass your eyes?"

The person who has died twice, What else is scary! Yinlou was so wicked that she stabbed him twice in his chest. The beauty trembled when she touched it without touching it, making her unable to bear it. From the chest to the rib, she gave herself several times to strengthen her courage. Seeing that his skin is as thick as fat, I'm sorry for not spoiling him! She gritted her molars, and finally touched the waistband of her trousers. She observed his face, "Relax, don't be nervous."

His voice was calm, "I'm not nervous."

Yin Lou trembled so much that his legs were numb. It is quite loose, and the candlelight shines through to illuminate the two long legs. The hair on the legs is not like those thick men who are swarthy, but they are standard beauty legs. Everything is good, but why is there a trousers inside? She stared at it, there was a vague shape, the bulge, it was probably that one! Her heart rushed to her throat, she shrank back, lay down on her head, covered her eyes and moaned: "Oh, I can't do it, you are going to tell me, why are you still wearing two pairs of pants? Sincerity, how can I trust you?"

He looked at her helplessly, and finally pulled her into his arms.

Her shoulders were small and sleek, covering them, occupying only half of his palm. He bowed his head and kissed her, his fingers slid from his upper arm to his wrist, pulled him very slowly, and panted, "If I ask you to interrupt, how can you tell if it's a real man! Now calm down and rub your ears with you. It's useful. It's just that the medicines that were suppressed in the past have been used a lot, and I might be affected... But it's not a problem, you can get started and touch it in person, and all doubts will be eliminated."

Her attention was focused on him. On the medicine, he said in amazement: "Do you also take medicine if you don't grow a beard? It must be very harmful to your body. If you take too much medicine, will you become a woman?"

He was concentrating on licking her neck, and after listening to her fallacies, he was very angry, "At most, my passion/lust is controlled a little bit, how can I become a woman? Do you think I look like a woman?" He pressed his hand on that place, and said with a cold eye, "Does it look like it, tell me today!"

I always forget how wild web novels are! Though I supposed a touch and feel test would certainly allow one to determine if one’s boyfriend is a eunuch or not. I AM DYING AHAHAHAHAH

ETA: I lied, I wasn’t dying before, I am dying now!

  "It's really...not ordinary!" You can feel his blood surging through the two layers of material, the overseer is the overseer, and every place is flawless, very good! Yinlou sometimes likes to play petty and hypocritical, complaining about him Meng Lang, but her hands are very busy. I still admired it in my heart, it can be seen that it is alive, it is almost the same as the drawing in the erotic palace! Although she doesn't have eyes, she can draw its shape by the feel of it. Tsk tsk, the ditch is the ditch and the ridge, why is it so welcoming!

...

Climbing up to the waist of his trousers, pulling up his middle shirt to cover his face, he said bravely, "Since this is the case... I'll be polite!"

OH MY GOD! Polite?! Polite? I guess politeness IS a virtue. Also now I know why they can adapt this super long book into a reasonably sized (heheheh) drama - they can just remove all the make-outs.

Who knew that all these genius people over the millennia invented writing and fiction and the internet and machines sophisticated enough to translate, all so I could sit there and read fake eunuch porn.

Theater main meri GF ko tadpaya or choda (Sexy encounter)

Hello dosto ye meri pehli story hai jo ki ek real life incident hai. Main thoda nervus hu iss story ko share karne main. But i hope aap sabhi apna support mujhe denge.

Ye baat hai mere college ke dino ki, main Indore se hu. Jab main 22 years ka tha, abhi main 28 ka hu. Meri ek friend thi, jispe mujhe crush tha wo mere sath hi padhti thi or hum log same age ke hi the. Hum log college main aksar baat kiya karte the. Ek din hum log movie dekhne gaye. Kunki sare shows ka timing humare time se match nahi kar raha tha. So hum log ek bhut hi flop movie main hi baith gaye. Socha ki har baar to interesting movies main hi jaate hai iss bar koi boaring movie main chalte hai.

Humne humari tickets li or ander hall main ja kar baith gaye. Jab hum hall main gaye to bas 4 - 5 log hi the pure hall main. To hum log aju baju main baith gaye or movie start ho gai. Kunki movie bhut boaring thi to main mobile main mera instagram chalane laga. Uss main maine kuch porn movies or erotic scene wale profiles ko follow kar rakha tha. To uska dhyan mere mobile main gaya.

Wo mujhse puchne lagi ki kya tum ye sab dekhte ho. Kunki meri kabhi itni khulke usse sex ke topic per baat nahi hui thi. So main thoda sankoch kiya phir maine usko bola ki, han main kabhi kabhi dekhta hu. Wo apni aankho ko badi badi karte hui mujhse puchne lagi ki tumko kiss type ke scene main jyada interest ata hai? to maine bhi usse keh diya ki mujhe short dress/skirt wale scene main jyada maza ata hai.

Uss ne uss din Legging or kurta pehni thi. Or uski body ek dum perfect, slim or boobs pefect the, ek dum kase huye. Uske gaand ka size bhi kafi acha tha, or kabhi ubhre huye the.

Riya : To wo mujhse bolne lagi ki kya tumko kurta or jeans wali ladhkiyon main interst nahi aata?

Main : Agar ladhki tumhare jaisi ho to koi bhi dress main pasand aa sakti hai.

Phir wo thoda mujhse pass aa kar baat karne lagi, or dheere dheere uske baal mere chehre per touch kar rahe the. Or baar baar unko hatane ke chakar main mera hath uske gaal per tocuh ho raha tha. To hum log sath main insta ke video dekhne lag gaye.

Kuch erotic se videos se shayad wo thodi garam ho chuki thi. To achanak se usne mere gaal per kiss karte huye kaha ki "waise tum ho to cute". To main bhi thoda khushi ke mare uske lips per fatak se ek short kiss kar di. Or kaha ki "shayad main already tumko like karta hu, baat sirf tumko samjhne ki hai.".

Uss lip kiss ne shayad humare bich ki chuppi to tod diya. or slowly uss movie theater ke andhere main hum ek dusre ko slowly kiss karne lage, uske lips bhut hi soft or sundar banawat ke the to main kabhi uske upper ke lips ko chusta to kabhi niche ke. Hume pata hi nahi chala ki tum karib 5 min se jyada se kiss kar rahe the.

Kiss karte karte meri excitement bhut hi jyada badh gai thi. To maine usse kaha ki

Main : mujhe thodi thandi lag rahi hai AC ke karan. To kya hum log tumhari chunni ko odh sakte hai.

Riya : Han jarur

Phir uss chunni ko odhne ke bad maine mera ek hath meri chair se khiska kar uske hatho main thama diya, or maine kaha ki mere hath bhut thande ho gaye hai. To usne mere hatho ko apni pairo (thighs) ke bich main daba liya. Or uski thighs itni garam thi ki pucho hi mat. Itni narm or garam thigh ko chute hi mere to lund tan kar lumba ho gaya.

Slowly maine uss moke ka fayeda uthate huye mere hath ko uske pairo ke bich main rub karne laga. To wo bolne lagi:

Riya : Kya tumko acha lag raha hai rub karke?

Main : Han bhut hi acha

Then wo chup ho kar baith gai or apne sir ko mere kandhe per rakh liya. Maine slowly slowly rub karte huye uske kurte ko upper kar diya or mujhe bhi nahi pata chal paya. Ki mera hath ab uski pattle se legging ke kapde ke upper se uski jangho ko mehsus kar raha tha. Dhere dheere mera hath jaise jaise upper (uski thighs se) ki or jata uske hath mere hatho ko joro se jakad lete.

Mujhe samjh aa gaya tha ki ye ab bhut excited hai. But main thoda slow or aram se pyar karne walon main se hu. Pyar ke har pal ka maza lena mujhe bhut acha lgta hai. To isliye maine bhi, slowly slowly hath ko or upper ki or le kar gaya jahan se uske jangho ki seema khatam ho kar uski choot ki shuruwat hoti hai. Or mera hath maine bas 3-4 milimeter ki duri per le ja kar rok diya. To usse control nahi hua, or usne thoda sa mere hath ko pakad kar kurte ke ander push karte huye mujhe kiss karna shuru kar diya.

Maine bhi soch liya tha aaj to isko tadpaunga. Or iska paani bina choot ko touch kare hi nikal dunga. To maine mera hath uske pattli si legging per se uski choot ko halka sa sehlate huye upper ki ragadte huye le gaya. Wo joro se sanse le rahi thi mere moouh main hi.

Main ab mere hatho ko halke halke se uske pat per rub kar raha tha or mera hath halke halke uske boobs ke taraf jane lage the. Halke halke meri ek ungli uske bra ke upper se uski nipple ke charo taraf phere le rahi thi. Or mera dusra hath uske legging ke side se halke halke uski perfect jangho (thighs) per tight legging se mehsus kar rahe the.

Kuch hi der hui ki light jal uthi. Or interval ho gaya. Or hum log apne aap ko sambhal kar baith gaye or hum log alag alag washroom main chale gaye kunki theater main ladies and gents toilet alag alag hote hai. Phir hum log wapas aye or apni jagah per baith gaye. Kuch ads ke bad movie start hui or humne dekha ki jo log movie dekhne aye the wo bhi chale gaye. To hum dono hi ab theater main bache the. Or pura hall khali thi. Hum dono ne ek dusre ki taraf dekha or bas kiss karna shuru kar diya.

Uss andhere main ab bas wo chunni ke ander mera hath sidhe uske kurte ke ander se uski jangho ko ja kar pakad baitha. Or usne bhi ab apna hath meri pant ke upper se jangh per rakh diya. Ab maine phir se uski jangho ko halke halke sehlana shuru kar diya tha. Or mera hath phir upper ki or ja raha tha. Jaise hi iss bar mera hath uski choot ke nazdik phucha mujhe kuch alag sa mehsus hua.

Wo ehsas main meri zindgi main kabhi nahi bhut sakta, itni sundar ladhki or usne bathroom jane ke bad mere liye apni underwear utar di thi. Or uski choot ek dum mulayam or garam mujhe mere ungliyo per mehsus hui. Or wo halke se aahhh ke awaz nikal baithi.

Mere pant se usne mere tambu jaise lund ko apne narm hatho se mehsus karna shuru kar diya. Halki si uski wo chuuan mere pure sharir main ek kanpan si laa di. Main ab mera dusra hath uske pat se hote huye upper ki or le kar gaya, to iss baar bra bhi nahi thi, or meri ungliyan uske nipple per ja kar touch ho gai. Meri iss harkat se usse raha nahi ja raha tha to usne meri pant ki zip kholna start kar di or maine bhi wo sharm ki chunni ko hata kar uske nange sharir ko dekhne ka maan bana liya tha.

Maine halke se uske hoton per se kiss ko tod kar, mere hoth ab uske gardan (neck) per rakh diya. Or halke halke meri narm or garm toungh se lick karne laga. Wo mujhe thighly hug karne lagi or mujhe bhi kabhi neck per to kabhi gaalon per to kabhi lips per kiss karne lagi.

Uski ye tadap ab mere liye bhi bhari ho rahi thi. Or maine der na karte huye uske deep neck wale kurte ko halka sa kich kar uske nipple ko bahar nikal liya or halke halke meri jeebh (toungh) se uske nipple ke ird gird ghumane laga, wo pagal huye ja rahi thi. Apne boob ke nipple ko mere jibh tak le jane ki asambhab prayas kar rahi thi. Kuch minto bad maine uske hard nipple ko apne soft lips ke bich daboch liya. Or halke halke bite karne laga.

Dusri taraf wo mere pant ke zip wale part se hi meri cut wali underwear per se hath ho mere lund per ghuma rahi thi, usne ab mere pant ka button khol diya tha, or uske liye bhut asan tha mere underwear main hath dalna. To slowly usne mere pat per se meri underwear ke lastic ko halka sa apne hath ko ghusate huye nazukta se ander ki or le gai. Or mere garm or mote lund ko usne jakad liya. Or jakda bhi aise ki aaj hi tod degi.

Mere lund ko pakadte hi mujhse raha nahi gaya, maine mere dusre hath uske legging ke upper se hi uske choot ko mehsus karne main busy kar diya. Uss patli si legging ke upper se jaise jaise meri finger upper se niche hoti, to uski Aaahhhh or uuuuuuffff ki jhadi lag jaati. Kabhi joro se mere hath ko dabati, to kabhi joro se apni choot ko khud hi masal leti.

Uski innn uffffff or aaahhhh ki awazon se main excited alag hi level per ho raha tha. To maine bhi mera lund bahar nikal kar uske hatho main de diya. Or mera hath ab uski legging main ghusne ko tiyar halke halke apni jagah legging ke lastic main se bana raha tha. Dheere dhere jaise mera hath uski choot ko chune ke liye bas phuchne hi wala tha, utne main ussne apni gaand ko halka sa upper uthaya, jisse meri ungli apne aap hi uski choot per touch ho gai.

Ab main uski geeli choot per mere ungliyo ko halke halke se move karte huye uske choot ko khol kar apni do ungliyo se choda kar deta hu or bich wali ungli se halke halke uski narm choot main ghusane ki kosis karta hu. But jagah ki kami hone se main uski legging ko dheere dheere niche khichta hu. Uss andhere main uski naram choot bina baal ki kisi hasin sapne ke jaisi thi. Maine pehli baar itni sundar choot ko dekha tha.

Uss gori or fuli hui choot ko main ab mehsus karna chahta tha, mere hotho se. To maine halke se uske thighs per kiss karte huye dheere dheere uske pairo ko choda karne laga. Mere hoth uski narm narm jangho per ragadte huye uski choot ke nazdik phuch gaye. Or uski choot ki wo mehak itni uttejit karne wali thi ki main aap logo ko bata nahi sakta. Jaise hi maine uski choot per mere narm hotho ko rakha to usne apne pairo ko maximum choda kar liya aur bas mere sir ko pakad kar apni choot per dabane lagi.

Dheere dheere uski choot ke har hisse ko maine kiss kiya, or apni halki si garm or narm jeebh se ab halki halki jagah uski choot main ghusane ke liye banane laga. Wo tadap kar kabhi mere seene (chest) per hath pherti to kabhi mere hips ko pakadne ki kosis karti. Kai baar usne apne nukile nakhun mere jism per bhi chubha diye. But mujhe to hosh hi kahan tha. Uski choot ke ras main madhosh ho chuka tha main.

Mere jeebh ne abhi ab, uski choot ka upper se le kar niche tak ka har ek safar to tay karna shuru kar diya. Jisse uski gaand ko wo uchal uchal kar bolne lagi ki "Rahul jo bhi tum kar rahe ho, bhut acha lag raha hai. Maan kar raha hai har din tum mujhe aise hi pyar karo. Tum jo bologe wo main karungi. Bas iss samay ko yahi rok lo. Or faad do iss choot ko tumhare mote lund se."

Abhi iss kahani ke bhut sare hisse hai jo baki hai usko main agle bhag main share karunga. Agar aap log aage kya hua jaane main interested hai to mujhe mail kar sakte hai [email protected] taki mujhe protsahan mil sake isko Aage continue karne ka. Koi girl ya unty sirf anonymus ho kar baat karna chahe to kar sakti hai, main one to one meri real life incidents apse share kar sakta hu. Jinko sun kar apke saalon ki tadap se apko chutkara mil jayega.

Pumpkin, Spice, and Everything Nice -> Elias Pettersson

Summary: With the start of the autumn season, Katherine Deng shows Elias all her favorite things of the autumn season.

Author's Note: Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival celebrated by many Eastern Asian countries. So, I figured today is the perfect day to post the autumn story that incorporates the Mid-Autumn Festival. If you have any questions about the holiday, please ask, and I'll try my best to answer any questions. Last note, my OC, Katherine Deng, is Eastern-Asian, so if that makes you uncomfortable, please don't read and don't send me any hate. Thank you, and please enjoy this!

Warnings: pumpkins, knives, fire, candles, mostly proofread

Word Count: 2.8k

Key: Wai Po - maternal grandmother (Katherine's mother's mother) A-ma - paternal grandmother (Katherine's father's mother) Biao Jie - Older female cousin (Used by Emily and Bridget to refer to Katherine) Biao Ge - Older male cousin (Used by an elder and Emily and Bridget used to refer to Elias) Juk - a starchy soup made with rice and meat bones or vegetable seeds Mei Mei - Younger sister or younger female cousin

Pumpkin

Katherine Deng throws on her orange cardigan over her black, button-down tank top. The cardigan rests on her mid-thigh over her leggings. She throws her long, silky dark brown hair into a braid down her back. She puts on her pumpkin socks and walks toward her closet. Although the weather has been getting cooler and cooler, Katherine has yet to take her fall shoes out. The cardigans and sweaters and long pants are out and the shorts and t-shirts are sitting in bins in the closet. Katherine grabs her ankle Hunter boots and brings them to the front door. Once ready, she walks to the couch and sits as she what's for him to be ready.

"Do I look okay?" Elias asks nervously as he walks into the living room.

Katherine snorts. "Yeah, why?"

He shrugs. "Every time we go see your family, I always worry that I'm not dressed properly."

"I can promise you that they don't care," Katherine reassures.

"Easy for you to say, you always look good."

You roll your eyes. "Ready to go?"

He nods. "Did you pack everything we need?"

"Obviously, we're going to see my parents, so I've been stressing about this for days now."

Elias chuckles. "I'm supposed to be the nervous one here, not you."

Katherine shrugs. "How about we're both nervous?"

Elias pretends to ponder it. "Fair enough, but I'm more nervous."

Katherine grabs the bag with knives, spatulas, spoons, and aprons and heads towards the door. Elias follows behind and puts his boots on, too. They both head down to Elias' car and drive to Katherine's parents' Richmond home.

"So, who's going to be there today?" Elias asks as he turns down the familiar road.

"No one you haven't met before," Katherine begins. "My parents, my Wai Po, and A ma."

"Your grandmothers right?" Elias confirms.

"Wai Po is my mom's mom, and A-ma is my dad's mother," Katherine clarifies. "My older sister Julie and her husband Grant and their sons Michael and Jackson will also be there. A few of my other cousins and their kids will also be there."

Elias wipes his hands on his pants. Katherine notices the action and snorts.

"We're carving pumpkins. It's not a formal event, so I think you'll be okay."

"You know," Elias begins, "you always get this nervous when you see my family, so maybe you shouldn't laugh at me."

Katherine closes her mouth. Yeah, Elias was right.

He pulls into the Deng's driveway and parks the car behind one of Katherine's cousin's car. Elias grabs the bag from Katherine and follows her inside. She opens the door and removes her shoes, and Elias follows suit. Normally, they would place the shoes in the closet, but because they were going to the backyard to carve pumpkins, they take their shoes outside, too.

Katherine calls out to her relatives once they are outside. They all turn their head and glance at Katherine before going back to the pumpkins.

"Yeah, typical," Katherine says as she puts back on her shoes. Elias follows suit and follows Katherine through the backyard as she greets people. They end up sitting at a table with Katherine's Wai Po and cousin Colleen and her family. Colleen's daughters' names are Emily and Bridget. They have small pumpkins in front of them and shriek when they see their Biao Jie. She sits between them and Elias is across from them sitting next to Katherine's Wai Po.

"Look," Katherine tells her nieces as she pulls out her fall aprons. The girls give statements of amazement before they pick who they want to help carve their pumpkins. Emily picks Elias, and Bridget picks Katherine.

"First," Katherine's Wai Po begins, "Biao Ge has to eat an orange. He is way too pale."

To contradict her words, Elias' face turns deep red, and you stifle a giggle. Wai Po tells Elias that she will get him an orange before he may start with the pumpkin.

"I promise that Wai Po telling you that you're pale is because she loves you," Colleen reassures Elias.

"Yeah, yeah," Elias grumbles.

Elias makes conversation with Emily as he waits for Wai Po to bring back an orange for him. Katherine grabs her knife and cuts open the top of the pumpkin. She then directs Bridget to start pulling out the pumpkin seeds. The seeds will likely be used for soup.

"For you," Wai Po says as she hands Elias an orange. He takes it and eats it. He hands Emily a piece, and Katherine smiles as she watches them interact.

"Biao Jie, help with the seeds!" Bridget whines.

"I'm coming, don't worry," Katherine reassures and begins to help pull the seeds out.

Four hours later, Elias is sitting on Katherine's mother's couch with Katherine leaned into his side with Emily on Katherine's lap and Bridget on his. The girls and Katherine are sleeping as Elias makes conversation with a few of your cousins.

Fifteen carved pumpkins later, pumpkin juk, many, many oranges, and many bowls of rice, people are starting to head home. Katherine wakes as Emily and Bridget are getting ready to head home.

"I'll see you girls soon, okay?" Katherine tells the girls as she hugs them.

"Make sure you bring Biao Ge," Emily whispers. That confirms that she loves Elias more than Katherine, but Katherine doesn't mind.

"I will, Mei Mei," Katherine reassures.

After making their rounds and saying goodbye, Katherine and Elias get ready to head home.

"Welcome to Autumn at the Deng family," Katherine says as they're driving home.

"It's nice," he promises with a smile.

"It only gets crazier," she promises.

Elias chuckles. He highly doubts that knowing how calm Katherine's family is, but who knows. After all, he's only the boyfriend madly in love with one of their family members.

Spice

The evening breeze sends chills down Katherine’s spine as she closes the sliding doors to the balcony. She bundles her mustard-yellow, chunky cardigan as she places the tray on the small table on the balcony. Once the tray is securely on the table, Katherine goes back into the apartment and grabs the grey knitted blanket and her textbook and pens. She heads back outside, sits on the outdoor couch, and bundles into the blanket. She grabs one glass and pours warm apple cider into the glass from her thermos. She grabs a stick of cinnamon sitting in a small bowl and places it in her glass. Katherine holds the glass up to her face and lets the smell and scent waft over her face.

Slowly and carefully, Katherine takes the first sip of her apple cider—the first sip she’s had all autumn. Although carving pumpkins with her relatives the other day was more than enough to get her into the autumn feels, taking a sip of cider was the definitive way to go.

Just as Katherine opens her calculus textbook, the sliding door opens and Elias walks out onto the balcony. He sits on the outdoor couch next to Katherine and gets comfortable under the blanket. He rests his head on her shoulder as Katherine practices a few problems for her assessment the next day.

“Did you want me to get a glass ready for you?” Katherine asks as she turns to her boyfriend. He nods and closes his eyes. “Long day?”

“The longest,” he groans. “What’s the drink?”

“Apple cider,” Katherine answers as she pours a glass for Elias. She contemplates if she should ask if he wants cinnamon in his drink, but she knows better. Apple cider is always best served with a stick of cinnamon. She hands the drink to Elias, and he accepts it with gratitude. She watches as he takes his first sip with a giant smile on her face. “Good?”

“The best,” he compliments. “Did you make this?”

She nods. “It’s my aunt’s recipe.”

“And the cinnamon stick?”

“All cider has to be served with a cinnamon stick or else it’s not cider.”

Elias chuckles. “You do know best when it comes to fall treats. I’ll let you get back to your work.”

Katherine nods, turns back to her textbook, and scoots closer to Elias. Every few seconds or so, Katherine leans forward to take a sip of her apple cider. In between each problem, she’s taking a sip. After one problem has been completed, Katherine has successfully taken four sips of her cider. Even though she brought out her textbook, Katherine would rather enjoy the crisp Vancouver evening weather with the apple cider without doing math. Knowing she truly couldn’t concentrate, Katherine closes her textbook and refills her glass.

“I figured it was only a matter of time until the textbook closed,” Elias remarks.

Katherine playfully rolls her eyes. “Would you like another glass?”

“You fill yours first, and then if there’s still some left, then sure.”

Katherine puts her hand out for his glass knowing full well that there would be enough for him, too. She adds another cinnamon stick and hands Elias his drinking. Taking hers, Katherine gently cuddles into Elias’ side and makes sure not to spill a single drop of her cider. One lost drop would result in the entire evening being ruined! One must savor each drop of apple cider and not lose any.

“The season’s starting soon,” Katherine remarks. “Are you excited?”

“Excited? Yes. Ready? Almost.”

“You’ll be ready. I know you will.”

Elias nods and strokes soft patterns on Katherine’s arm when she suddenly bolts upright. She places her glass on the table and heads inside with a quick, “be right back.” Elias knows Katherine and assumes she probably has a snack or a candle she wants to show him—both likely autumn-themed. When she comes out with a box and a jar, Elias is surprised to realize she has both.

“This,” Katherine as she shows Elias a candle, “is our outdoor fall candle. It’s Pumpkin Bonfire; I figured that was a good one to have outside.”

“What are the other candles you bought?” Elias just knows their apartment is probably going to smell of pumpkins, caramel, and apple for many, many weeks.”

Katherine’s face heats up as she explains. “Seven. Sweet Cinnamon Pumpkin for the guestroom. Marshmallow Fireside for the living room. Pumpkin Cinnamon Bun for the kitchen. Pumpkin Snickerdoodle for our room. Pumpkin Spice Latte for the dining room.The Perfect Autumn for our bathroom, and sweater weather for the other bathroom.”

“And the other ones that are likely hiding at the bottom of the dresser?” Elias asks with a teasing tone in his voice.

“I hate that you know me this well,” Katherine remarks with embarrassment in her tone. “Five. Fireside—because we don’t have a fireplace. Fresh Fall Morning—I figured we could use that in one of the bathrooms. Caramel Pumpkin Swirl. Vanilla Pumpkin Marshmallow. Lastly, Old Fashioned Cider Donut.”

“Do you think you’ll be able to use them all?”

Katherine gives Elias a knowing look. She bought two more candles last autumn and was able to burn through them all by mid-November—just in time to start the Christmas candles.

“Yeah, I heard my mistake, too. What’s in the box?”

“Apple cider donuts,” Katherine says excitedly. She opens the plastic box and takes one out; Elias does the same. They both take a bite. “You might have to work a bit harder at practice tomorrow considering all this sugar.”

He shrugs. “Just one won’t hurt.”

“I agree, so it’s fine if I eat the rest of these within the next two days?”

“Katherine!”

She gives Elias a teasing grin. “I, unlikely you, don’t have to monitor what I eat, so I’ll just eat enough for the both of us.”

“There are six other donuts in there.”

“Yeah, and?”

Elias laughs. “You know what, I know you, so you’ll eat them.”

“Don’t tease,” Katherine teases.

“I could never,” Elias says as he watches Katherine light the candle.

Elias and Katherine sat outside on the balcony until late that night. It got so late that they began to see their breaths—the perfect autumn evening.

Everything Nice

September 23, 2021, was a regular day for the rest of the world, but for many Asian countries, September 23, 2021, is the Mid-Autumn Festival where families gather and celebrate. For Katherine’s family, if someone didn’t show up for the festivities, then it was safe to say that this person should just give up on being a part of the Deng family.

Although the Mid-Autumn Festival isn’t the biggest Asian holiday—the Lunar New Year is the biggest—Katherine’s family considered it the biggest holiday. Katherine’s Wai Po left her family’s farming village at the age of 8 to move to Canada. In farming villages, the Mid-Autumn Festival is a big deal, so Katherine’s Wai Po has also made it that way for her family.

Katherine buttons up the gold cloth on her traditional attire around her neck. She puts on the jade bracelet as is careful not to wear too much makeup. She’s always under much scrutiny by the elders at these events. Thankfully, though, she has a boyfriend, so they can’t complain about that.

“Ready to go?” Elias asks as he knocks on the door.

“Let me just grab the dumplings out of the freezer and put them in a cooler bag,” Katherine answers. She walks to the kitchen—the pumpkin cinnamon bun candle burning close to the end of its use—and pulls the dumplings from the fridge. Elias grabs the freezer bags as she grabs the ice packs. This year, Katherine was tasked with making and bringing the dumplings for this year’s harvest meal. It was an interesting task to make the dumplings with Elias. Let’s just say, a lot of cursing on Elias’ behalf and many “no, that’s not right” on Katherine’s behalf happened.

Once the dumplings are all packed and the candle is blown out, Elias and Katherine head to the car to drive to Katherine’s great-aunt’s house in Port Coquitlam. Once they arrive and remove their shoes, Katherine and Elias head towards the kitchen to start boiling and cooking the dumplings.

“So, Biao Ge,” one of Katherine’s elder uncles addressed Elias, “is this your first harvest festival with us?”

Elias nods. “Yes, sir, it is.”

“Huh,” the elder uncle says and walks away.

“He likes you,” Katherine remarks.

“That meant he likes me?”

“He called you Biao Ge,” Emily explains. “That means he likes you.”

“If you’re called by your physical name, then it’s best to assume someone doesn’t like you,” Colleen explains. Elias nods in response and continues to help cook the dumplings.

Once the dumplings are finished cooking, they’re placed in a bowl and put on the table to be served. In minutes, everyone is grabbing plates and filling them with food to eat. Conversation fills the home as the majority of the food is eaten. The leftovers, though, are placed on plates to be offered to the ancestors. It is common in some Asian households to save the leftovers to offer the elder relatives as a sign of respect.

“Here,” Katherine says as she hands Elias the plate. “We’re going to honor the ancestors.”

Elias nods and follows Katherine to the designated room where the shrines were built. When it’s their turn, Katherine directs Elias to place the plate on the table. She grabs two sticks on incense and lights them and hands one to Elias.

“We just bow three times together and then kneel for a few seconds, okay?” she whispers. Elias nods and follows Katherine’s actions as she bows and kneels. Once they’ve paid their respects, Elias and Katherine go outside and join the family in eating mooncakes and drinking tea.

“How’s the tea?” Katherine questions Elias.

“‘It’s good,” he answers after taking another sip. “What kind?”

“It’s Oolong tea.”

“And the mooncakes?”

“You’re right,” he says. “The ones with red bean and the ones with egg yolk are the best.”

“Of course they are,” Bridget says incredulously. “Only idiots think that the tarot mooncakes are good.”

“I’m not an idiot,” Emily argues. She likes the tarot mooncakes.

“I don’t think I tried the tarot mooncakes,” Elias points out.

“Let me go get one for you,” Katherine offers and walks to the table. As she’s waiting for her turn, she glances back at the table, and her heart warms when she sees Elias interacting with her family. The autumn season was one of her favorites because she got to spend increasing time with her family and indulge in some of her favorite purchases. Katherine loves that she’s found the one person with who she wants to share that with.

Katherine will make another appearance in a 12 Days of December fic!

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Omggg i wanna ride your thigh so bad

Oh deng. I don’t know why I missed this.  SO sorry for the epic delay in responding.

Hop on. 

@dengujian

My dearest Meari,

Please forgive me if I seem to stumble on my words as I write this. It warms my heart to know that is how you feel about me. You are the only one able to bring out this side of me, so please, take pride it that.

I have said it many times before, and I shall continue to say it until my dying breath; you are beautiful, my love. Everything about you is beautiful; the best example being whenever I compliment you. I have never been one for grace myself, so seeing you being so unapologetically you whenever I say those three simple words will always warm my heart. You will forever be the most beautiful person and soul in my eyes, never doubt that.

I suppose that I am passionate about maps… But I would love to combine my passions. That being said, whenever you are curious about the smallest thing about cartography, please feel free to tell me. I will gladly stop what I’m doing, even my work, to tell you. Anything for you to see you smile. I understand that my work may get in the way sometimes, and it does pain me when I don’t have the time to tell you how much I appreciate you daily. It’s unacceptable and even if I am able to make it up to you by spoiling you, it does not make up for any of our time lost together. I will always try to make that up to you.

And to that end is how I will always protect you, no matter what. Whenever I have the chance, I will hold you in my arms because I know that you are safe there. At the end of each day, that’s where I want you to be so that I can ensure that you will be safe and sleep peacefully.

A life with you at my side is the only one worth living.

Forever yours,

Deng Ai

P.S. I promise, you can touch my thighs whenever you want (within reason).

((A/N: My first letter for @megane-shipping and @nougatships event! Thanks so much for hosting it! And Happy White Day, Meari! I haven’t played a DW game with Deng Ai in it for a while so I did my best to write a proper reply to your letter! I figured he’d be a lot sappier and less stoic on paper :>))

five times kissed 👀

five times kissed.  /  accepting.  /  @centonis

          i.

they  release  him  into  the  pen  of  the  tent  boundaries,  the  smell  of  peanuts  and  popcorn  hiding  the  fragant  undertones  of  blood  and  dirt.  (this  fighting  thing  softens  only  in  the  presence  of  clara  creed  and  her  milky,  empathetic  stare,  how  her  hands  tremble  when  she  nears  it,  and  how  it’s  snarling,  bared  teeth  recede  tentatively  behind  it’s  lips,  though  jutting  over  the  flesh  where  they’ve  overgrown.)  it  is  the  spectacle  of  the  show,  ladies  and  gents,  we  found  this  beast  in  the  yukon,  tearing  out  the  throat  of  a  polar  bear!  is  it  a  man?  is  it  a  woman?  only  god  knows,  but  it  is  certainly  vicious!  howlett’s  long  hair  is  matted  and  twined  with  twig  and  leaves,  dirty  and  hanging  like  fur  around  his  shoulders,  the  remnants  of  muddied  rags  bound  around  his  chest,  workman’s  trousers  clinging  to  his  waist  (less  pants,  now,  more  shorts),  back  legs  bent  and  crooked  in  the  way  of  a  canine.  watch  our  lion  tamer  tousle  with  the  wild  thing!  will  he  soothe  the  beast?  or  will  it  get  the  better  of  him?  

thick,  blood-wet  bones  slide  from  the  dips  between  hard  knuckles,  extending  painfully  forth  and  dragging  at  the  floor  of  the  enclosure.  there  is  a  wave  of  awe  and  fear  from  the  crowd,  though  the  biggest  of  the  creeds  seems  undeterred,  his  feet  sliding  apart,  rawhide  whip  clutched  white  in  the  dominant  hand.  

(this  is  no  beast.  it  is  a  traumatized  child  at  best,  a  young  man  made  bestial,  clutching  bones  between  his  teeth,  hungry  for  more  than  food,  mired  in  blood  that  isn’t  his.  his  head  pulses,  and  each  time  he  thinks  he’s  swallowed  the  anger  back  down,  it  overcomes  him,  burning  new  holes  into  his  skin,  flooding  out  between  his  jaws.)  

(but  they  will  call  him  an  animal  for  the  rest  of  his  life.)  

james  moves  forward  on  all  fours,  muscles  shifting  under  his  skin,  looking  delicately  thin  and  haggard,  but  powerful  and  sleek,  too.  his  legs  kick  out,  creating  a  brisk  pace.  victor  snaps  the  whip  at  his  shoulder,  eliciting  a  sharp  yowl  from  the  beast  who  promptly  strafes  to  the  right,  using  his  momentum  to  pounce.  james  slams  his  feet  into  victor’s  thighs,  baring  his  pointed  teeth  in  threat,  kept  away  from  creed’s  throat  only  by  the  barrier  of  his  strong  forearm  jammed  into  his  collar  bone.  howlett  furiously  thrashes,  sullied  black  hair  jostling  around  his  shoulders  and  sticking  to  his  face.  the  ringmaster,  safely  caged  away  from  the  spectacle,  says  something  to  the  crowd,  swinging  his  arm,  the  motion  blurred  in  james’  peripheral  vision.  victor  flings  him  back,  though  he  lands  deftly  on  his  skidding  back  legs,  hunching  to  compensate  for  the  velocity.  for  a  moment,  howlett  stands  nearly  upright,  revealing  the  innumerable  layering  of  scar  tissue  administered  by  a  now-nameless  head  of  the  howlett  estate,  grizzly,  though,  humanizing.  the  rage  briefly  subsides,  held  in  the  back  of  his  throat.  his  head  swings  as  he  examines  the  rows  of  spectators,  scrutiny  and  fear  and  trickles  of  empathy.  anger,  too.  the  sick  elation  of  an  onlooker  to  murder.

testingly,  creed  snaps  the  whip  just  near the  boy’s  feet,  and  the  sound  startles  james.  he  buckles  back,  core  lowering,  knees  wavering.  victor  steps  forward,  big  and  shadowing  the  horizon  of  spectative  lights,  greasepaint  on  his  fingers.   he  chuckles,  low  and  thick  and  saccharine,  the  sound  enclosing  around  his  tongue when  he  speaks,  quiet  enough  that  the  onlookers  shouldn’t  hear,  loud  enough  that  howlett  will.    c’mon,  you  little  runt.  they  want  a  show.  the  rawhide  hits  james  in  the  side  of  the  face,  this  time,  breaking  skin.  blood  smears  across  the  delicate  bronze,  and  james  eyes  widen,  open  mouth  exposing  an  angry  row  of  needle  teeth,  successfully  renewed  in  his  fury.  his  palms  slam  into  the  ground,  and  on  his  fours,  he  stays,  prowling.  

when  the  show  is  over,  howlett  is  marred  with  lashes  of  his  own  blood,  sporting  no  new  wounds,  despite  the  occasions  where  the  rawhide  snapped  open  his  skin.  clara  pants  hard  when  she  sees  him  wet  with  scarlet,  though  she  does  not  approach,  busied  with  assisting  hugo  in  preparing  the  stagecoach.  it  is  their  last  day  in  this  city.  

james  flinches,  settled  on  his  knees  instead  of  the  hard  soles  of  his  feet,  swathing  his  saliva-slicked  hand  over  his  face  where  the  whip  had  made  contact.  blood  comes  away  pink  and  rosy,  settling  in  the  crevices  of  his  palms.  the  smell  of  red  meat  forces  his  head  up.  victor  sits  on  an  old  wine  barrel  that  looks  as  if  the  wood  might  splinter  under  his  weight,  gripping  a  skinned  rabbit  in  one  hand,  the  hare  recently  dead  (if  he  were  thinking  about  it,  james  would  have  noticed  the  puncture  wound  in  the  neck  where  it  was  struck  with  a  fine  arrow).  

you  want  this,  boy,  huh?  you’re  hungry  ..  we  ain’t  fed  you  for  a  while.   victor’s  teeth  scrape  his  lip  when  he  talks.  james  attention  flatlines,  switching  to  watch  creeds  face.  there  is  distrust  as  he  moves  forward,  guiding  himself  with  his  hands,  but  he  is  hungry,  and  he  tires  of  the  scraps  clara  manages  to  sneak  him.  james’  lips  part,  animal  saliva  coagulating  around  the  base  of  his  front,  lower  teeth.  gaze  shifting  to  the  hare,  he  reaches  for  it.  victor  snags  his  wrist,  and   howlett  freezes,  wrenches  his  arm  back  in  an  effort  to  free  himself.  victor  lifts  him  up,  forcing  him  onto  his  heels,  though  his  grip  does  not  tighten  or  harshen.  in  fact,  james  is  startled  and  nonplussed  by  the  following  series  of  actions.  victor  thumbs  the  knob  of  his  bone,  slow,  almost  affectionately,  his  tight  hold  slackening,  though  not  enough  for  james  to  pull  free.  

creed  leans  forward,  the  disparity  in  height  nominal  in  these  differing  positions  (a  good  thing  for  him–if  he’d  have  dragged  james  up  by  the  arm  to  meet  his  face  whilst  standing,  he  would  have  ripped  his  throat  open).  howlett  can  smell  his  breath,  meaty  and  thick  with  smoke  and  alcohol,  faintly  blood.  victor’s  mouth  brush  the  apex  of  his  cupids  bow,  bottom  canines  grazing  the  outside  edges  of  his  soft  upper  lip.  he  presses  into  james,  sweetly  biting  the  corner  of  his  mouth,  lapping  his  tongue  at  his  teeth.  

to  his  own  surprise,  james  kisses  back.  it  is  a  tangle  of  enamel,  pricked  dots  of  blood,  warm  and  wet  and  new.  it  is  contemptuous  and  impassioned  both.   satisfied,  creed  pulls  his  head  back,  looking  down  on  howlett  without  a  word.  then  he  offers  the  hare,  releasing  his  grip.  maybe  clara  ain’t  as  stupid  as  i   thought.  eat  your  supper.  james  sinks  back,  skittishly  putting  distance  between  the  two  of  them,  pressing  his  spine  into  the  bars  of  the  cage  they’ll  put  him  in  soon.  

he  smothers  the  taste  of  victor  creed  with  raw  rabbit  flesh,  and  watches  him  silently  until  he  disappears  behind  two  empty  cages  to  help  hugo  with  the  tent  bindings.  

         ii.

it  is  1983.  if  logan  had  not  been  indoctrinated  into  the  program  that  had  implanted  vicious  compounds  into  his  body  to  bind  the  poisonous,  durable  substance  to  his  bones,  it’s  likely  he  would  have  ended  up  serving  as  an  american  combatant  in  the  soviet  occupation  of  afghanistan.  for  what  its  worth,  this  isn’t  much  better,  if  at  all.   (he  knew  war.  he  could  handle  war,  whatever  that  meant.  he  remembers  the  men  and  women  he’d  lived  with,  and  would  have  died  alongside.  he  remembers  the  noise,  and  the  smoke,  and  the  smell.  the  program  is  slowly  extricating  these  things  from  him.  he  holds  on  as  tightly  as  he  can,  but  he  is  not  impervious  –  it  slips.)  

mr.  howlett?  you’ve  been  in  a  coma.  that  was  their  favorite,  dressing  him  up  in  clean  linens  and  attaching  leeds  to  a  monitor  that  wasn’t  displaying  his  heart  rate.  it  was  a  renewable  excuse,  easy  to  reshape  every  time  the  veil  fell  away.  

but,  like  a  marker  board,  howlett  becomes  unclean,  and  memories  begin  to  tangle,  conditioning  warped.  he  evaded  capture  for  three  months  in  the  previous  year,  broken  from  conditioning  by  the  smell  of  apple  dumplings,  far  from  the  operative  base  in  canada.  it  had  made  it  harder  to  fish  him  out  again.  (it  was  easy  to  hide  in  the  people’s  republic  of  china.  it  was  a  tepid,  reformative  time  with  deng  xiaoping’s  leadership,  and  a  populated  place.)  

victor  volunteers  to  watch  him.  to  make  him  behave.  to  keep  close.  it  was  his  way  of  escaping  their  betters  without  biting  hands,  his  way  of  finding  a  closeness  in  logan,  shocked  by  the  extent  of  their  similarities.  he  was  much  younger,  then  –  the  both  of them  –  in  the  circus,  and  had  hardly  cared  to  think  of  their  likeness.  but,  now, it  is  all  that  matters,  all  that  fills  his  lonely  heart  when  he  stops  too  long  to  think  on  it.  (logan  was  vicious,  and  mean,  and  afraid.  what  he  remembered  only  came  back  in  little  chunks.  sometimes  he  knew  victor,  sometimes  not.  it  was  frustrating,  and  creed’s  patience  was  very  thin.)  

today,  the  lead  subject   is  reticent  and  submissive  in  ways  victor  had  rarely  seen  from  him.  it  was  almost  unnerving,  to  sneer  and  laugh,  and  to  be  met  with  a  stone  silence  or  that  robotic  apathy  their  trainers  were  so  keen  on  installing  in  their  subjects.  they  were  to  foster  objects,  to  peel  back  the  layers  of  humanity  –  homo  superior  or  otherwise.  the  mutant  scare.  

over  lunch  (when  they  are  not  ensnared  in  tubes,  it  is  every  day,  at  the  same  time,  in  the  same  white  trays),  victor  seats  himself  across  from  logan.  this  is  the  only  freedom  of  choice  they  have  –  some  space  to  eat.  howlett  was  often  confined  to  a  small  room,  if  not  fed  intravenously,  vicious  and  stubborn  and  angry  to  the  point  he  had  killed  several,  but  his  recent  compliance  had  been  rewarded  with  privilege.  he  blinks  slowly  at  creed,  jabbing  at  a  processed  chunk  of  meat  with  his  dull  fork,  hard  enough  that  it  would  have  punctured  the  tray  if  it  were  not  plastic.  victor  jabs  a  finger  at  him.  why  you  actin’  like  this,  he  asks,  though  it  is  so  crude  and  rudimentary  on  his  tongue  that  it  only  comes  across  as  a  demand.  logan  slices  the  meat  between  his  sharp  molars,  instinctively  wishing  there  was  some  bone  to  crack.  he  shrugs  his  shoulders,  a  gesture  that  comes  across  nearly  comical  with  how  casually  he  proffers  it.  

victor  tries,  the  entire  day,  to  get  anything  out  of  logan.  a  rise  is  better  than  acceptance,  than  a  belly-up  defeat.  logan  says  nothing.  he’s  always  —  odd  —  when  they  take  him  out  of  the  chambers.  angry  and  ferocious,  usually.  sometimes  he’d  talk,  babble  about  things  victor  didn’t  understand,  about  a  woman   and  a  baby,  or  about  someone  named  ogun.  usually,  he  didn’t,  and  they’d  fight  to  hone  their  carefully  curated  skills.  when  victor  remembered  to  use  his  size  to  his  advantage,  he’d  ‘win’.  when  he  didn’t,  his  losses  were  so  miserable  that  logan  would  punish  him  for  them  by  slitting  his  throat ,  making  him  bleed  until  it  healed.

(at  night,  it  was  more,  sometimes.  victor  would  ache,  and  logan  would  provide.  he  felt  good.  he  tasted  good.  he  fulfilled  something  in  creed  that  few  others  in  his  life  ever  managed  to–and  victor  hated  that,  how  needy  it  made  him  feel,  how  much  he’d  come  to  want  him,  how  pressing  up  against  his  spine  and  back  felt  like  sleeping  beside  a  mountain  lion,  and  how  he  could  pretend  they  weren’t  monsters.  fucking  logan  was  good,  but  loving  him  was  better,  and  victor  couldn’t  think  of  something  he  hated  more.)

we’re  flying  to  slovenia  in  three  days.  i  know  how  you  hate  flyin’,  runt.   

dusk  sweeps  through  the  facility.  it’s  always  easy  for  logan  to  tell,  when  he’s  lucid  enough  –  certain  shift  workers  leave,  others  arrive.  the  lights  in  some  areas  shut  off,  others  brighten  to  a  chemical  whiteness.   the  disobedient  are  anesthetized,  or  forced  into  chambers  with  wires  and  tubes.  logan  was  becoming  well  acquainted  with  the  insides  of  them,  breaking  too  frequently  from  his  code.  victor  isn’t  supposed  to  be  in  this  room,  but  their  monitors  don’t  seem  to   care  strongly  about  fraternization  if  it  doesn’t  interfere  with  work.  victor  was  still  a  bloody  butcher,  and  logan  could  still  fight  his  way  out  of  a  box.   ‘  way  with  words,  creed.  ‘   victor  visibly  shifts  at  this,  his  shoulders  pulling  back  and  his  brow  crinkling.  logan  lowly  sighs,  balling  his  fingers  into  his  hands.    ‘  tell  me  about  the  job.  ‘  

victor’s  belly  bumps  logan’s  back.  howlett  does  not  complain,  and,  in  fact,  tilts  his  head  down,  exposing  the  knobs  of  his  spinal  bridge.  creed  makes  no  effort  to  resist  the  unspoken  invitation  to  touch  him,  sliding  his  hands  up  logan’s  sides.  he  forms  howlett  into  his  front,  bending  down  to  ghost  the  nape  of  his  neck.  the  kiss  is  tender  and  soft,  a  supplant  of  skin,  a  show  of  affection.  despite  the  way  he  talks,  his  body  will  betray  him,  most  times.  he  frees  a  hand  from  logan’s  hips   to  push  at  howlett’s  hair.  political  bullshit.  guys  got  protection  an’  a  double.  you  follow  one,  me  th’  other.  nothin’  we  can’t  handle.  painlessly,  he  nips  logan’s  neck,  scraping  his  teeth  over  the  plated  bone  of  his  spine.  

the  sound  logan  makes  is  inspiring.   you  do  like  that,  victor  returns,  humming,  pleased.   ‘  fuck  off.  ‘ 

              iii.

victor  isn’t  like  logan.  fundamentally,  they  are  very  different.  it  isn’t  an  idea  creed  likes  to  entertain  –  if  he  doesn’t  have  logan,  what  is  he  but  alone,  pathetic,  starved  and  mean?  if  he  doesn’t  have  logan,  he  is  truly  alone,  condemned  to  a  singular  fate  that  would  be  his  and  his  alone.  he  detests  those  thoughts,  but  he  knows,  deep  down.  howlett  was  different–he  wasn’t  married  to  the  slaughter,  bore  no  love  for  the  monster  they  professed  him  to  be.  didn’t  take  comfort  in  it,  in  the  certainty  it  brought  with  it,  not  like  victor.  

he  supposes  he  should’ve  seen  it  coming.  

logan  wrenches  away  from  him  when  he  tries  to  touch  him,  visibly  agitated,  bristling.  howlett’s  arrhythmic  breaths  indicate  that  something  is  wrong,  panic  spread  inside  him  akin  to  bat  wings  and  the  sinewy  flesh  between  each  bony  finger.  victor’s  surprise  begins  to  fester  and  devolve  into  anger  that  he  does  his  most  not  to  feel,  but  finds  it  impossible  to  smother.  he  opens  his  mouth  to  speak,  shuts  it,  and  promptly  grips  howlett  by  the  shoulder,  swinging  him  around  to  face  him.  logan  looks  small  from  here,  the  difference  in  height  and  size  making  victor  feel  as  if  he  has  control  of  the  situation  that  he  can  feel  slowly  unrolling.  it’s  a  taut  line  of  string,  and  logan  is  going  to  snap  it  in  two.   howlett  braces  his  hand  into  victor’s  forearm  and  tears  his  arm  away,  kindly  releasing  his  hold  before  he  can  twist  the  muscle  and  ligament.  victor  can  see  the  little  bit  of  froth  sticking  to  his  teeth  when  he  snarls  at  him,  which  in  turn  inspires  a  bizarre  mix  of  clashing  emotions,  a  vague  stirring  desire  in  his  stomach,  nauseously  paired  with  the  fear  of  logan’s  recent  emotional  absence  and  frustration  at  being  touched.   

logan,  he  huffs,  demanding,  lips  peeling  back  around  his  deadly  canines.  lines  appear  in  logan’s  face.   ‘  you  think  i  don’t  know,  vic,  huh?  that  i don’t  see  the  shit  you  doin’?  the  shit  we  did?  it’s  wrong.  everything  with  raven,  everything  we  did  together,  killin’  people,  hurtin’  people?  it’s  …  immoral.  i  don’t  ..  i  don’t  want  no  part  of  this  no  more.  ‘   howlett  jams  his  hand  into  his  pocket,  visibly  seeking  a  concealed  entity;  he   fishes  out  a  little  trinket  that  stinks  of  silver  and  a  bit  of  sweat,  casting  the  item  down  at  victor’s  feet.   it  is  an  expensive  chain,  torn  from  the  neck  of  a  dead  woman,  collateral  damage  in  a  robbery,  given  to  him  by  the  other  man.   logan  doesn’t  have  to  say  anything  else  –  its  all  in  his  eyes,  accusatory  and  hard  as  stone,  you  like  the  killing,  you’re  sick,  creed,  you’re  a  monster.

maybe  he’d  read  him  wrong.  victor  thought  logan  liked  it,  too,  countlessly  saw  his  eyes  go  red  and  orange,  his  pupils  stretch  into  felid  slits.  his  jaw  has  fallen  open  slack,  the  whites  of  his  eyes  enlarged  islands,  the  quiet  moments  before  the  storm  of  fear  of  abandonment,  and  how  it  sharpens  into  swords,  how  it  lances  through  him,  pinning  him  like  a  frog  to  a  dissection  board.

logan,  he  croaks,  voice  breaking  in  his  throat,  sounding  more  sad  than  angry,  the  lion  roar  in  his  chest  dying  into  meager  cries.  he  reaches  out  for  him  again,  ensnaring  both  of  his  arms.  victor  roughly  pulls  him  forward,  holding  his  forearms  tight,  burning  pale  lines  into  his  brown  skin.  no,  no,  you  don’t  mean  that,  aimlessly,  he  paws  at  logan,  who  pushes  back,  his  fingers  forming  into  loose  fists  as  he  attempts  to  pry  creed  off  of  him.  anger  tides  over  the  grief,  and  victor  growls,  biting  at  the  hinge  of  howlett’s  jaw  where  bone  meets  the  juncture  of  his  ear.  the  beast  in  logan  bellows.  victor  soothingly  kisses  the  skin  as  it  runs  red,  puncture  wounds  knitting  together,  mouthing  at  his  pulse,  voracious  and  trembling.  

the  toe  of  logan’s  boot  drives  up  into  the  side  of  his  thigh,  just  missing  his  groin,  though  pain  flutters  up  through  the  muscle  and  aches  at  his  pelvis,  regardless.   victor  inhales  with  a  start,  and  slackens  his  hold.  logan  swings  his  weight  back,  effectively  slamming  victor  into  the  adjacent  wall.   ‘  i  said,  don’t  touch  me.   ‘   howlett  releases  his  hold,   giving  victor  a  lingering,  disparaging  look  before  he  turns  on  his  foot.  victor  hears  the  door  unlatch  some  moments  later.  

creed  swallows  the  taste  of  logan’s  blood,  and  becomes  resolute  in  his  desire,  sinking  to  his  knees.  he  won’t  be  alone.  he’ll  make  logan  see  that,  they  can’t  be  alone.

          iv.

the  new  mutants  in  logan’s  class  are  young,  blind  to  the  way  of  the  world,  but  inherently  struggling,  inherently  traumatized.  they  will  face  discrimination  their  entire  lives.  some  balk  at  the  idea,  others  challenge.  (quentin,  pink  and  fiery  and  juvenile,  destructive,  faces  it  head  on  with  a  steel  jaw.)  logan  tries  to  prepare  them  for  the  future,  either  way,  taking  solace  in  the  sound  of  the  marker  on  the  board,  or  the  quiet  tapping  of  number  2.  pencils.  and  he  enjoys  field  studies,  too,  trips  meant  to  be  informative  to  the  youths  that  often  produce  a  homework  project  and  serve  as  release  from  the  extended  weeks  of  paperwork.  logan  is  a  good  teacher,  in  short.  the  best  at  what  he  does.  that  thought  will  lead  him  to  places  he  hasn’t  visited  in  years,  and  has  no  desire  to  find  in  the  recesses  of  his  battlefield  mind.  

he  hates  the  return  bus  trip,  the  swaying  body  of  the  vehicle  and  the  rattling  of  the  windows,  but  endures  for  the  sake  of  his  class,  seated  behind  the  driver  and  doing  his  utmost  to  ignore  the  cacophony  of  smells  that  assault  his  senses  and  sting  his  eyes,  or  the  raucous  lilt  of  chattering  teens  who’ve  become  tired  with  the  day,  and  eager  to  return  to  their  own  pretenses  of  free  time.  logan’s  eyes  shut.  he  will  never  find  comfort  in  the  shaking  rattle  of  the  old  transport  frame,  but  if  he  slips  into  the  monotony  of  the  bumps  on  the  road,  it  creates  enough  rhythm  to  let  him  mindlessly  and  numbly  sink  into  the  ride.   

at  least,  until  the  roof  of  the  bus  bows  in  with  a  sudden  clash  of  weight,  indenting  heavily.  the  bus  swerves  off  the  asphalt  and  comes  to  a  sudden,  violent  halt.  logan’s  eyes  snap  open,  and  he  stands  so  suddenly  that  were  he  of  greater  stature,  he  would  have  slammed  his  head  into  the  metal  roofing.  logan  sidles  out  into  the  isle,  then  briefly  turns  to  face  the  crowd  of  young  mutants,  whose   conversations  have  shifted  in  tone,  quieted  and  swelled.    ‘  okay,  listen,  kids.  stay  in  th’  bus  ‘less  i  tell  y’all  t’  come  out.  ‘f  we’re  calm  an’  collected,  we’ll  make  it  through  fine.  somebody  call  th’  school  an’  tell  mr.  summers  what’s  going  on.  ‘  passively  waving  his  hand,  logan  pulls  the  glass  doors  open  and  unceremoniously  hops  off  the  dual  steps  onto  the  shallow  grass  hill.   victor  creed  stands  upon  the  roof  of  the  bus,  grinning  like  a  shark,  a  squadron  of  dark  dressed  criminals  standing  off  the  side  of  the  road.  logan  recognizes  the  faces  of  several,  though  doesn’t  care  to  place  names  to  them.  

hey,  logan,  buddy!  long  time  no  see,  runt.  i  missed  your  little  ass.  logan  slowly  blinks,  sliding  his  hands  into  his  pockets.  he  smells  the  muramasa  blade  before  he  sees  it,  and  the  calm  conviction  in  his  face  disintegrates,  springing  into  something  like  shock,  and  a  bit  of  fear.  more  than  anything,  he  is  scared  for  the  children  in  his  charge.  logan  hardly  feels  death.   ‘  where  the  hell  did  you  get  that?  ‘  there  were  only  two  in  existence,  and  logan  knew  the  location  of  one  –  it  was  not  this  one,  and  it  was  not  whole.   his  thoughts  turn  to  keniuchio,  whom  he  bares  a  complicated  love  for,  and  the  way  the  blade  possesses  those  whom  wield  it  no  matter  their  will,  and  how  it  chose  it’s  own  masters.  victor  was,  certainly,  not  that.  

the  wolverine  grinds  his  jaws,  moving  to  the  front  of  the  vehicle  as  victor  walks  across  the  hood  and  presses  his  palm  into  the  grill,  maneuvering  back  onto  the  ground.  called  in  a  few  favors.  still  remember  th’  bite’a  the  other  one.  figured  you  won’t  like  it  so  much  if  it  aint  in  yer  hands.  keniuchio  was  almos’  scared.   ‘  oh,  victor,  you  god  damn  fool.  ‘  victor  turns  the  hilt  of  the  blade  in  his  big  hand,  seemingly  unaffected  by  logan’s  sorrowful  disengagement,  tapping  the  point  of  the  sword  into  the  ground.  he  wasn’t  as  well  trained  with  swords  as  logan  was,  all  butcher  and  no  finesse,  but  a  stab  with  the  muramasa  didn’t  require  much  fine  handling.   he  lifts  the  sword  so  the  tip  drags  across  logan’s  throat,  lifting  his  chin  up  to  force  eye  contact.  victor’s  grin  sullies,  becoming  filled  with  bitter  anger,  and  a  deep  sadness  he  recognizes  in  his  eyes.  victor  digs  the  blade  into  his  skin,  creating  a  small  furrow  of  blood.  

logan  hears  the  students  exfiltrating  the  bus,  though  says  nothing  to  creed,  hoping  his  obsessive  preoccupation  with  him  will  suffice  to  stupefy  his  senses.  three  take  off  on  foot,  blurring  with  the  horizon  down  the  road  as  they  sprint.  the  others  are  halted  in  their  tracks  by  the  armed  accomplices  victor  had  brought  with  him,  who  fire  warning  bullets  at  the  ground  near  a  pair  of  white  converse,  causing  the  moving  student  to  halt,  and  the  rest  with  her.  howletts  teeth  slat  together  yet  again,  tension  and  anxiety  crawling  up  his  skin.   ‘  what  d’you  want,  creed?  please  don’t  hurt  them. ‘   he  says,  soft,  despite  the  little  flare  of  pain  where  his  skin’s  opened,  uncharacteristically  removed  of  his  voracious  and  consuming  rage,  his  endless  flame.  they  are  the  only  thing  he  well  and  truly  cares  for  without  complexities.  they  are  innocent  –  they  weren’t  weapons,  they  were  children.  they  everything  he  and  victor  would  never  be,  but  that  didn’t  mean  logan  would  let  him  steal  their  relative  innocence  from  them,  or  impose  upon  their  safety.  

he  sees  the  way  this  throws  victor  off  of  his  rampage,  and  the  way  he  steals  his  composure  back  like  a  crocodile  closing  it’s  long  maw  around  it’s  prey.  victor  lunges  forward,  locking  logan’s  shoulders  with  his  arm.  he  presses  the  blade  into  his  throat,  and  bashes  his  face  into  the  side  of  the  emptied  bus.  logan  does  not  fight  back,  doing  his  most  to  keep  his  attention  on  the  line  of  adolescents  who  stand  nervous  and  mortified,  or  angry,  unable  to  act  –  on  his  account,  over  his  safety.  that  was  touching.  his  throat  moves  when  he  swallows  his  saliva,  impact  pain  spreading  through  the  nerves  of  his  brow.  victor  talks,  though  logan  hardly  hears  it.  he  threatens  his  class,  then  logan,  scrapes  his  teeth  across  his  cheek.  i’ll  kill  you  if  i  gotta.  think  it’ll  feel  good.  logan  tilts  his  head  back,  inviting,  loose  black  hair  coming  apart  from  it’s  brushed  back  hold,  welcoming  the  threat.   ‘  so  do  it,  an’  stop  belly  achin’,  you  shit. ‘   he  growls,  otherwise  unaffected.     ‘  the  fuck  did  you  ever  try  to  do  wit’  your  god  damn  life?  at  least  i  tried.  i  tried  …  i  have  love  in  me,  i  ain’t  no  weapon.  what’d  you  got  but  killin’?  nothin’.  so  kill  me.  i  wanna  die.  ‘  

he  can’t  see  the  way  victor’s  mouth  twitches,  or  how  the  bridge  of  his  nose  scrunches  thrice  in  some  desperate  effort  to  rule  the  emotion  in  his  face,  but  he  feels  the  loosening  tendon  in  the  wrist  that  holds  the  muramasa,  and  how  it  lowers  from  logan’s  throat  to  the  bone  of  his  clavicle. victor  sinks  his  hand  into  logan’s  hair,  releasing  his  grip  on  his  shoulders,  pulling  his  head  back,  evoking  a  short  ‘agh’  from  the  wolverine.  victor  turns  his  head  down,  squeezing  his  eyes  shut,  telling  himself  he  was  not  cut  down  in  such  simple  words,  telling  himself  it  would  take  more  than  james  howlett  to  tear  the  rug  from  beneath  him.  but  he  knows  his  conviction  is  falsely  placed,  and  his  certainty  is  untrue.  he  knows,  better  than  logan,  better  than  anyone  else.  he  knows  what  he  is.  it  is  always  easier,  and  better,  to  be  the  monster  they  made  him  to  be,  to  dwell  in  his  cruelty,  to  stew.  what  logan  has  is  fragile  and  will  shatter,  he’s  sure. 

what  he  wants,  he  holds  tight,  bear  trap  snagged  around  a  wolf’s  leg,  bloodying  it  because  he  doesn’t  know  how  to  be  soft.  and  logan  starts  to  laugh,  quiet  and  uneven,  more  physical  than  verbal,  his  shoulders  jumping.   ‘  you  won’t  do  it.  you  crazy  piece  of  shit.  i  said  we  done.  so  we  done.  yer  jealous,  ‘cause  everybody  else  gets  to  be  aroun’  me  but  you.   is  this  that?  ‘r  you  still  doin’  wetwork  fer  the  brotherhood?  i–i  can’t  ‘magine  ol’  magneto  likes  tippin’  buses  full’a  school  children!   ‘   

victor  drives  muramasa  through  logan’s  shoulder,  eliciting  a  sharp  inhaling  cry  from  the  wolverine.  he  leaves  the  blade  there,  still  gripping  the  hilt.  shut  up.  shut  up.  he  breathes  against  logan’s  ear,   half  a  plea,  half  a  warning.  tearful  still,  creed  turns  logan’s  head,  the  tight  grip  on  his  hair  relaxing,  though  not  forfeiting,  not  yet.  he  slides  his  tongue  against  logan’s  mouth,  and  to  his  surprise,  logan  becomes  somewhat  pliant,  lips  parting  slow  to  welcome  a  bloody  kiss,  teeth  ripping  at  flesh.   from  where  howlett’s  students  stand,  this  is  unintelligible  and  difficult  to  see,  blockaded  by  creeds  massive  form  and  the  painful  position  of  either  man.  victor  possessively  rumbles  against  logan’s  incisors,  perusing  the  walls  of  his  plush  mouth,  retracting  only  when  logan’s  breathing  becomes  heavy  and  pained,  blade  still  opening  flesh  and  muscle.  

but  logan  isn’t  looking  at  him.  he’s  watching  the  car  approaching  distantly,  gliding  across  the  asphalt.  victor  smells  scott  before  he  sees  him,  and  the  rest  of  the  enterauge  who  logan  remembers  had  insisted  there  be  more  field  trip  monitors  than  him  alone,  yet  had  all  been  so  busy  they  hadn’t  the  time.  creed  hardly  has  a  moment  to  react,  as  the  next  thing  he  feels  is  the  three  pronged  drive  of  logan’s  claws  into  the  muscle  of  his  chest,  which  makes  him  withdraw  his  hold  on  his  scalp  and  the  sword.  logan  rips  it  free  from  his  shoulder,  a  guttural  sound  pursuing,  deep  and  wounded.   

‘  you  tell  me  why  you  did  this,  creed.  ‘awh,  baby,  i  missed  you.  

           v.

they  have  sex,  for  the  first  time  in  years.  it  isn’t  what  logan  thought  he’d  be  doing,  so  recently  free  of  the  cold  grip  of  death,  feeling  so  newborn  and  wobbly  legged,  like  a  baby  foal.  there  are  things  he  has  to  learn.  his  son  and  his  stiff  upper  lip  have  metamorphised,  if  only  minutely.  gabby  comes  into  her  own,  exploring  the  bindings  of  her  identity,  discovering  all  the  corners  and  facets.  and  victor—-well.   he’s  different.  logan  doesn’t  trust  it,  doesn’t  trust  him,  and  maybe  trust  will  always  be  a  ruptured  volcano,  always  be  a  city-wiping  hurricane,  always  be  broken  shackles  and  cracked  isolation  chambers.  simply  put,  logan  refuses  to  be  tricked  again,  and  certainly  not  by  the  likes  of  one  such  monstrous  individual  as  victor  creed.  

his  desire  to  be  different  seems  genuine,  though.  deep  and  sorrowful  and  drenched  in  death  and  blood  and  the  obstinance  that  comes  with  change  –  casting  away  a  part  of  oneself  as  potently  infectuous  as  an  ingrained  violence  was  anything  but  easy.  but  if  anyone  knows  the  difficulty  of  becoming  something,  someone,  else,  it’s  logan,  who  had  clawed  away  his  hate  and  burned  it  alive,  who  had  saved  his  teeth  and  tongue  for  the  deserving.  creed  bites  too  hard,  and  is  heavy  handed,  and  hasn’t  learned  the  intricacies  of  goodness.  he  struggles,  rises  above  the  tide,  sinks  back  beneath.  what  matters  to  logan  is  that  he’s  trying,  regardless  of  shortcomings.  no  battle  was  all  uphill,  and  it  was  an  unrealistic  and  stubborn  ideology  to  believe  it  was. 

logan  isn’t  a  delicate  teacher,  but  victor  doesn’t  need  fragile  touch,  or  sugarcoated  praise.  he  needed  truths.  logan  could  deal  in  truths,  valued  the  brutality  of  honesty.  

the  strides  he  makes  are  impressive.  logan  ends  up  in  his  lap,  laughing,  really  laughing,  then  groaning  and  squirming,  and  laughing  again.  victor  presses  his  bare  belly  against  logan’s  spine,  affectionately  nipping  the  back  of  his  neck,  dipping  his  head  to  the  valley  of  his  shoulders.  howlett  stirs,  for  once  not  haunted  by  the  lifetime  of  killing  notched  in  their  respective  belts,  for  once  not  screaming  and  thrashing,  chased  by  the  dead,  alive  in  his  nightmares.  victor  spreads  a  large,  clawed  hand  over  logan’s  side,  sliding  his  fingers  over  the  notches  of  his  muscle,  then  the  bone  of  his  hip,  thumb  curling  over  the  dimple  in  his  lower  back.  his  lips  meet  the  small  of  his  lumbar,  delighted  with  the  angular  construct  of  logan’s  body,  impressed  with  him,  taken  with  him.  always  so  sleek  and  natural  and  dangerous,  like  some  beast  of  prey.  

logan’s  hips  lift,  and  he  begins  to  move.  victor  pulls  back,  hands  on  either  side  of  his  form,  allowing  logan  to  roll  onto  his  back.  he  is  met  with  dark,  tired  eyes,  looking  at  him  for  once  without  fear,  or  disgust,  or  anger,  and  it  jerks  victor’s  heart  in  ways  nothing  else  has.  it  makes  him  afraid.  he  moves  to  press  his  face  into  the  side  of  logan’s  neck  and  is  stopped,  the  wolverine  tracing  the  side  of  his  face  in  a  very  delicate  manner,  then  taking  the  bone  in  his  hand.  logan  kisses  him  full  on  the  lips,  tender  and  slow  and  soft,  asking  for  nothing  but  this  moment.  

victor  breathes  out  hard  against  his  lips,  retracting  faster  than  he’d  meant.  logan  blinks  at  him,  and  victor  can  see  something  like  worry  or  disappointment  in  his  face.   

i  ain’t  –  i  –  stop  lookin’  at  me  like  that.  i ain’t  used  to  this.  

logan  smiles,  half  teeth.   ‘  bein’  good?  ‘  victor’s  skin  flushes  pink-red,  visible  in  the  thinnest  parts.    ‘  s’not  so  hard.  ‘

We are Bulletproof (BTS GANG AU) Part 25

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The next level of the building was a lot quieter.  There was no rumble of noise from the guests making small talk, or the light clink of glasses as people toasted and the light music had all but been drowned out by the silence.  There was no click of the stilletos, there was no heavy footprints as guests loitered in the main entrance hall and there was no obnoxious laughs or boastful chuckles that the upperclass men were famous for.  

The floor had been carpeted on this level and there was little to no marble, which almost made it easier to sneak around.  Ally had opted to remove the heels by this point and held them lightly in her left hand and they gently swung as she moved along behind Jimin who strode down the hall, swiftly checking the barrell of the gun he had pulled out of the back of his trousers before holding it tightly in his hand.  He did it almost robotically only looking down the check the chamber and round of bullets before looking up and snapping it closed.  What only should have been a soft click sounded like an erupting volcano in the silence.  They couldn't hear any noise from the party downstairs, all was quiet, just how they wanted it.

The only downside to this mission was there was no comms, they were completely on their own.  Tae had been able to hack his way into the mainframe of the host and quickly secured a ticket for Jimin and his lovely wife under a false alias.  They had an emergency phone which could be used when they needed it, but this mission Namjoon had decided the pair were to go in blind.  Get in, get the contents of the safe, get out.  Simple right.  Jimin had probably done this type of thing more times than Ally had shot a gun...which hadn't been often.  All being said Ally couldn't help but feel a little uneasy about the whole thing.  It was too quiet in the upstsirs hall, there were novguards, no security and theyvwere able to walk about all too freely.  Shrugging it off due to the party requiring a large number of security detail Ally continued to follow Jimin as he followed the lone corridor, making a few choice turns here and there.  Ally was glad he had memorised the map before they came in here and not her, even though she did well in school, her memory wasn't the best when put under a large amount of pressure and she usually crumbled under the horrendous events of exams and pop quizzes.

Jimin finally stopped at a large door with golden handles, freshly polished and a slight smell came off them from the freshly used metal cleaner that had been used that morning prior to the event.  In establishments such as this cleaning was a regular thing and the smell of chemicals and air freshener filled the air.  Jiggling the handle once, Jimin was suprised to find that the door was already unlocked.  Ally tilted her head to the side and curiously looked at the handle before looking back at Jimin, who shrugged with a small smile and allowed her to enter the office first.  The room was quiet and the lights were still on, the red theme continued as the bright coloured carpet made the room seem a lot brighter.  A mahogany desk was at the far end of the room complete with a black office chair currently facing away from them.  

"Excuse me..."  Ally spoke out in her most professional voice as she slowly enetered the room with Jimin closely behind her who closed the door with a silent click.  Observing the room Ally looked for a safe, would it be out in the open or concealed away from prying eyes such as theirs.  No one answered her, so she briefly let down her guard and freely walked further into the room, the knife strapped to her thigh itched at her skin the more she moved.  

"Where do you think it is??"  She whispered to Jimin once he closed the distance between the two of them.  Jimin did a complete 180 and eventually stopped.  Something looked out of place and he waited for Ally to catch on, one of the pictures was crooked and was leaning against the wall rather than hung up against it like the other photos adorning  the walls of the bright office.  Ally with Jimin's help shuffled it to the side revealing the large black metal safe in the wall.  The handle was resting upwards instead of the usual downwards locked position most safes should be in.  Jimin carefully pulled the handle and the safe swung open, it hadn't even been closed properly much to their surpirse the contents of the safe were gone.

"What the hell?"  Jimin muttered under his breath examining the empty safe.  "Where is it?"

Someone had beaten them to it.  Ally turned away from the safe and walked over to the large desk.  As she approached she swung the chair around in preparation to sit in it to search the desk but as she chair spun around it revealed an older man in his late 40's, early 50's slumped against it with a small bullet hole in the centre of his forehead.

Ally let out a startled scream as she scampered backwards, Jimin hearing the noise spun around quickly, gun drawn and safety off in a matter of seconds but realised there was no immediate danger and joined Ally who had covered her mouth with her hand as she looked at the dead man on the chair in front of her.  

"He's dead...someone else has been here."  Jimin said.

Confusion and uncertainty filled the room as the pair stared at the man who lay dead before them. By the looks of his bullet wound and the fresh blood still gently oozing from the hole that now adorned his forehead it seemed that whoever did this had must left. One quick glance around the room was all it took for Ally to notice that the window on the other side of the room looking out onto the street outside the embassy was wide open, the curtains blowing gently in the light breeze thst filled the room. How did they not notice this.

"What happened?" Ally asked quietly as Jimin stalked back over the safe quickly pulling the door back open and giving it another thorough check inside. He banged the side of the wall beside it with his fist making Ally jump.

"Someone beat us here to it." He growled under his breath.

"What was it?" Ally asked gently. She could feel the anger and confusion rolling off Jimin in waves. Not to mention she was slightly scared as she watched the young man in front of her grit his teeth as he turned to look at her sharply.

"Something valuable..." he muttered loud enough for her to hear.

"Jimin, what was in that safe?" Ally asked him moving closer, alarm and concern growing in her eyes as she stared up at him. "Money mainly and a laptop" Jimin answered quite vaguely, his answer was delayed and had a sense of reluctance, as if he didn't want to answer her. She studied him for a long time, getting herself mentally prepared to ask him about his reluctance to answer her question. Jimin was usually very honest and a straight talker and it was so unlike him to not want to answer the question.

As she opened her mouth to ask the burning question a long beeping, siren-esque noise cut her off and she stopped in her tracks looking around the room. A small red light flashing above the door. Jimin acted very quickly grabbing her hand and pulling her towards the door.

"Someon's tripped the alarm switch! We need to get out of here now!"

Jimin grabbed her hand in a firm grip, his knuckles turning almost white. The alarm continued to follow them out into he hall. "Jimin look!" Ally cried pointing forward, Jimin screeching to a stop as they saw a figure dressed in all black from head to toe turn a corner. They didn't have long to contemplatebthis though as the bust of an important figure head beside them shattered to pieces as a bullet cracked it's stone skull open, making the two young adults crouch down. Spinning round Jimin caught a quick glance of the security with guns aimed, poised to kill. Jimin acted on impulse and aimed the gun he still held in a firm grip and fired off three quick shots before grabbing Ally by the arm and pulling her down the hallway as quick as he could muster.  The alarm was still blaring ridiculously loud and Ally could swear her heart was almost beating louder.  Jimin slowed them down as he came to a vacant hallway.  There was no sogns of any guards so he quickly pulled her over to the door with the green light above it showing that it was the fire escape.  Jimin pushed the door open and guided Ally down the long flight of metallic stairs as quietly as they could, you still hear the mental clanging as the heavy footsteps fell upon the ground making the structure vibrate loudly.  Ally thanking her lucky stars she had taken the shoes off as it was near impossible to run and be stealthy as it was never mind wearing heels a certain someone insisted she wear because anything else would be horrendous.  

Once they reached the next floor down Jimin pulled the door open andmlead her out into some sort of private balancy, terrace, garden, courtyard...thing and the pair looked around.  They were all but trapped.  The pair walked over to the ledge and gazed over nervously, a small pool or pond waited at the bottom.  Ally backed up from the edge and looked around as the wind began to whip her hair.  She turned and looked at Jimin who was checking his round of ammunition that remained in the chamber.

"What di we do now?" She asked somewhat skepticly, Jimin gave her a quick glance and returned his eyes to his gun.

"What do you suggest we do?"  He asked non-challantly as if they were just having an everyday conversation.  

"We go back and try to find another way."  She suggested all too quickly.

"Deng.  Wrong.  I bet you now that those armed guards are on the stairway right now coming here to shoot us.  One more, come on."  Jimin told her as he approached her putting his gun in the waistband of this trousers.  

"Well then...realisitcally...there's only one way."  She spoke realising what their only options are, Jimin slowly smiling as he realised she knew what they had to do.  

He held a hand out to her.  "Do you trust me?"  He asked, Ally gave his hand a quick look before giving him her own hand and giving it a tight squeeze.  "Ready?  Now don't stop, just let go and jump."

The two began running, Jimin more or less pulling Ally his tight grip refusing to let go and the closer they got to the edge of the ledge of the roof Ally squeezed her eyes shut and heard the faint slamming of the door opening behind them with a thud against the brick wall.  She felt the breeze overtake her and a small scream slipped out of her mouth and they landed with a splash into the cold pool water.

Who of the current roster of Shu would you put as the poster boy? Let me guess, Pang Tong lying on his side, right? And what about Jin? Sima Zhao, or perhaps Deng Ai? Althought with Deng Ai it would be poster thighs...

I think Zhao Yun is actually fine for Shu itself. He was a loyal man, a competent commander, and someone of good conduct. He didn’t have the personal faults of Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei but was with Liu Bei almost from the beginning (having been transferred to his command when Liu Bei served Gongsun Zan from 190-193). And if you choose to believe sources like the Zhao Yun Bie Zhuan (I don’t), he was an exceptional warrior, too.

There are more talented men in Shu, and more important people. But Zhao Yun hits a nice middle ground with the help of his longevity.

I just don’t like him as the poster boy for Dynasty Warriors and the Three Kingdoms as a whole. There are many more worthy people for that.

For “Jin” (meaning, in this context, Wei from 249+) I’d say Deng Ai. He was the total package. If you want the formal state of Jin (266+) I think I prefer someone like Hu Fen or Wang Jun; maybe Sima Zhou.

Deng Ai is such a hunk, I want to lick his thighs.

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lament ağlamak vo5 seed tohum vo5 torch meşale vo5 nape ense vo5 enhance artırmak vo5 exclusive özel vo5 get to ulaşmak vo5 twinning eşleştirme vo5 so what ne olmuş yani vo5 clearance boşluk vo5 as you know bildiğin gibi vo5 diagnostic teşhis vo5 slip kaymak vo5 possess sahip olmak vo5 shrine türbe vo5 retire, emeklilik, inziva vo5 scarlet kırmızı vo5 drapery kumaş vo5 pane Pano, levha vo5 drear kasvetli vo5 interval aralık vo5 aspect görünüş vo5 afar uzaktan vo5 lawn çim vo5 shrub çalı vo5 lamentable acınacak vo5 blast patlama vo5 thereof bunun vo5 letterpress kitap metni vo5 I cared önemsedim vo5 certain belirli vo5 introductory tanıtıcı vo5 haunt, buluşma yeri, dadanmak vo5 Sea-fowl deniz kuşu vo5 fall of düşmek vo5 review eleştiri vo5 fowl tavuk vo5 it is as if sanki vo5 ace as vo5 make sense mantıklı olmak vo5 fence çit vo5 plain sade vo5 tense gergin vo5 awake uyandırmak vo5 supper akşam yemeği vo5 pickpocket yankesici vo5 snore horlamak vo5 colleague iş arkadaşı vo5 being varlık vo5 wager bahis vo5 purpose, bilerek, amaç vo5 matter, mesele, madde vo5 union sendika vo5 out of charge şarj bitti vo5 find out öğrenmek vo5 grade, not, sınıf vo5 edge, uç, kenar vo5 in charge sorumlu vo5 turn, sıra, dönmek vo5 mounted in monte edilmiş vo5 take a walk yürüyüşe çıkmak vo5 overtime, zamanla, fazla mesai vo5 submission teslim olmak vo5 get rest dinlenmek vo5 paternal babacan vo5 mutter mırıldanmak vo5 sharp tam vo5 time period zaman aralığı vo5 probably muhtemelen vo5 than I am olduğumdan vo5 more or less az çok vo5 at nine sharp tam dokuzda vo5 fair adil vo5 what is wrong with you neyin var vo5 struggle savaş vo5 purge tasfiye etmek vo5 arctic kuzey kutbu vo5 no longer artık vo5 studded çivili vo5 isle ada vo5 extremity uç vo5 vast büyük vo5 whirls fırtına vo5 surge dalgalanmak vo5 bleak kasvetli vo5 rigour sertlik vo5 realm memleket vo5 notion düşünce vo5 dim karartmak vo5 vignette süslemek vo5 significance önem vo5 billow dev dalga vo5 stranded karaya oturmuş vo5 desolate tenha vo5 ghastly solgun vo5 wreck enkaz vo5 sentiment duygusallık vo5 girdle kuşak vo5 crescent hilal vo5 attest onaylamak vo5 dorm yatakhane vo6 reservoir depo vo6 accumulation birikim vo6 suffer acı çekmek vo6 though, sa bile, yine de vo6 recover,,, kurtarmak, iyleşmek, geri almak vo6 dire korkunç vo6 achieve başarmak vo6 even though dığı halde vo6 exist var olmak vo6 at all hiç vo6 grind öğütmek vo6 welding kaynak vo6 it's up to you sana bağlı vo6 mess hall yemekhane vo6 serviette peçete vo6 chop, doğramak, pirzola vo6 stroll gezinti vo6 lump şişlik vo6 whom kimi vo6 ask for istemek vo6 comprehend kavramak vo6 spray serpinti vo6 serenity huzur vo6 eventide akşam vo6 torpid uyuşuk vo6 phantom hayalet vo6 marine deniz vo6 fiend şeytan vo6 aloof uzak vo6 gallows darağacı vo6 surrounding çevreleyen vo6 as well, aynı zamanda, ayrıca vo6 dork salak vo6 lunatic çılgın vo6 my bad pardon vo6 pine çam vo6 phrase ifade vo6 favor, desteklemek, iyilik vo6 constitute oluşturmak vo6 for instance örneğin vo6 aim, nişan almak, amaç vo6 scene, rezalet, sahne vo6 pay attention dikkat et vo6 humidity nem vo6 wipe out silip temizlemek vo6 consequence sonuç vo6 lack eksiklik vo6 competition, rekabet, yarışma vo6 interest,,, faiz, çıkar, ilgi vo6 suffering acı vo6 circle, çevre, çember vo6 casual gündelik vo6 confuse şaşırtmak vo6 since then o zamandan beri vo6 between the two ikisi arasında vo6 lash, kirpik, çarpmak vo6 soil toprak vo6 crop mahsül vo6 imperfect kusurlu vo6 profoundly son derece vo6 nursery kreş vo6 hearth ocak vo6 crimp kıvrım vo6 nightcap yatak takkesi vo6 dickens şeytan vo6 fervently ateşli vo6 conception düşünce vo6 tremble titremek vo6 drag sürüklemek vo6 awkward beceriksiz vo6 diffidence çekingenlik vo6 intimate samimi vo6 gesture mimik vo6 stout tıknaz vo6 wholesome sağlıklı vo6 lineament yüz hatları vo6 spacious geniş vo6 visage surat vo6 limb bacak vo6 ogre canavar vo6 grunt homurdanmak vo6 except in hariç vo6 clumsy beceriksiz vo6 day off boş gün vo6 material, kumaş, malzeme vo6 out of material kumaştan vo6 inception başlangıç vo6 viper engerek vo6 demonstration gösteri vo6 extremities eller ve ayaklar vo6 blear mahmur vo6 flabby gevşek vo6 ought meli vo6 delicate narin vo6 on account yüzünden vo6 master, erkek öğretmen, usta vo6 sweetmeat şekerleme vo6 incline meyletmek vo6 circumstance durum vo6 collapse çökmek vo6 dull sıkıcı vo6 ceasefire ateşkes vo6 debut ilk vo6 stain leke vo6 debtor borçlu vo6 frizzy kıvırcık vo6 trippy tuhaf vo6 eventful olaylı vo6 after all sonunda vo6 thudding gürültü vo6 expedition sefer vo6 open up açılmak vo6 give off yaymak vo6 strike, grev, vurmak vo6 due to nedeniyle vo6 mass kitle vo6 march, yürümek vo6 astonish şaşırtmak vo6 confine sınırlamak vo6 errands ayak işleri vo6 It appears that görünüşe göre vo6 confess itiraf etmek vo6 over there orada vo6 rather oldukça vo6 refine inceltmek vo6 sallow solgun vo6 pining iğneleyici vo6 affection sevgi vo6 bully zorba vo6 morsel lokma vo6 flesh et vo6 bewilder şaşırtmak vo6 menace tehdit vo6 infliction eziyet vo6 deaf sağır vo6 presence varlık vo6 obedient itaatkar vo6 thrust itmek vo6 blow, üflemek, darbe vo6 muse düşünceye dalmak vo6 totter sendelemek vo6 equilibrium denge vo6 impudence küstahlık vo6 sneaky sinsice vo6 rat sıçan vo6 endure katlanmak vo6 insult hakaret vo6 fetch getirmek vo6 thence oradan vo6 curious merak vo7 nomad göçebe vo7 ruth acımak vo7 bend bükmek vo7 feel like canı istemek vo7 somehow bir şekilde vo7 soak ıslanmak vo7 screw up berbat etmek vo7 freakish anormal vo7 celestial semavi vo7 helm dümen vo7 now on şu andan itibaren vo7 course, rota, yol vo7 sled kızak vo7 bolt yıldırım vo7 fluffy kabarık vo7 getting old yaşlanmak vo7 snot sümük vo7 monster canavar vo7 sage bilge vo7 hinge menteşe vo7 coward korkak vo7 whatcha what are you kısaltması vo7 entire tüm vo7 wonder merak etmek vo7 of age reşit olmak vo7 extinct tükenmiş vo7 stab bıçaklamak vo7 current akım vo7 glider planör vo7 chores ev işleri vo7 sense hissetmek vo7 wisdom bilgelik vo7 sequence sıra vo7 soar uçmak vo7 defeat yenmek vo7 roast kızartmak vo7 count on güvenmek vo7 potty lazımlık vo7 sacred kutsal vo7 jaw çene vo7 tight sıkı vo7 agile çevik vo7 savage vahşi vo7 keep on devam etmek vo7 hospitality misafirperverlik vo7 figure, şekil, rakam vo7 contest yarışma vo7 punk serseri vo7 straw saman vo7 nose burun vo7 shatter kırmak vo7 creepy ürkütücü vo7 fill it up depoyu doldur vo7 wicked kötü vo7 triumph zafer vo7 body, vücut, ceset vo7 breed doğurmak vo7 consent razı olmak vo7 durability dayanıklılık vo7 wander gezmek vo7 lust şehvet vo7 irresistible dayanılmaz vo7 blade bıçak vo7 suspend, ertelemek, askıya almak vo7 scum pislik vo7 this very day tam bugün vo7 undertaker cenazeci vo7 terrific müthiş vo7 jerk pislik vo7 parole, şartlı tahliye, parola vo7 repatriate ülkesine iade etmek vo7 groom damat vo7 masculine erkek vo7 ever since o zamandan beri vo7 consigliere danışman vo7 grateful minnettar vo7 pledge, rehin, söz vermek vo7 suppose varsaymak vo7 deal with it üstesinden gelmek vo7 prosecution dava açmak vo7 gratitude şükran vo7 phile sever vo7 lodging pansiyon vo7 pier iskele vo7 take part katılmak vo7 vice kötülük vo7 cub yavru vo7 progress ilerlemek vo7 vice president başkan yardımcısı vo7 conflict anlaşmazlık vo7 violence şiddet vo7 individual bireysel vo7 lapse zaman akışı vo7 wort bitki vo7 make sure emin ol vo7 circuit çember vo7 cultivate ekip biçmek vo7 pros and cons artıları ve eksileri vo7 abolition fesh etmek vo7 apparel giysi vo7 shine parlak vo7 godson vaftiz oğlu vo7 start out bir işe başlamak vo7 release serbest bırakmak vo7 big shot kodaman vo7 shooting film çekimi vo7 son in law damat vo7 grant vermek vo7 by the way bu arada vo7 hustler, dolandırıcı, fahişe vo7 hoof ayak vo7 czar çar vo7 stud damızlık vo7 put out,,, söndürmek, üretmek, yayınlamak vo7 poppy haşhaş vo7 never mind boşver vo7 incident olay vo7 supervise denetlemek vo7 rubbish çöp vo7 extended genişletmek vo7 nickels beş sent vo7 dimes on sent vo7 go up yükselmek vo7 marble mermer vo7 compliment iltifat vo7 influence nüfuz vo7 by tomorrow yarına kadar vo7 emerge ortaya çıkmak vo7 intervention aracılık vo7 accomplish başarmak vo7 crucial önemli vo7 bloodshed kan dökmek vo7 temper mizaç vo7 get rid of yok etmek vo7 mattress minder vo7 exterminate imha etmek vo7 pull over kenara çek vo7 shove itmek vo7 crap saçmalık vo7 firearms ateşli silahlar vo7 fortress kale vo7 proposition teklif vo7 cone, koni, külah vo7 consumption tüketim vo7 reside ikamet etmek vo7 invulnerable yenilmez vo7 outcast dışlanmış vo7 how come neden vo7 slap tokat vo7 payroll bordro vo8 strictly kesinlikle vo8 butt, kabza, popo vo8 bystander seyirci vo8 negotiate görüşmek vo8 negotiator arabulucu vo8 precinct bölge vo8 straighten düzeltmek vo8 conclusion sonuç vo8 hothead asabi vo8 frisk üstünü aramak vo8 grouchy mızmız vo8 aggravation kızgınlık vo8 truce ateşkes vo8 crack down sert önlemler almak vo8 grandson erkek torun vo8 granddaughter kız torun vo8 pimp pezevenk vo8 stiff katı vo8 stalemate çıkmaz vo8 volume, hacim, ses vo8 cons eksileri vo8 patty börek vo8 land line sabit hat vo8 abortion kürtaj vo8 disrupt bozmak vo8 mild hafif vo8 testimony şahitlik vo8 vendetta kan davası vo8 virtuous namuslu vo8 orphan yetim vo8 filthy pis vo8 brat çocuk vo8 drown boğmak vo8 odor koku vo8 deadliest ölümcül vo8 hurricane kasırga vo8 embrace kucaklamak vo8 slay öldürmek vo8 board, yönetim kurulu, tahta vo8 bush çalı vo8 bushfire orman yangını vo8 currency, para birimi, döviz vo8 agent, temsilci, ajan vo8 correspondent muhabir vo8 boost artırmak vo8 stance duruş vo8 controversial tartışmalı vo8 depict resimlemek vo8 fury öfke vo8 however cold it may be ne kadar soğuk olursa olsun vo8 debris enkaz vo8 tangerine mandalina vo8 mash püre vo8 cope başa çıkmak vo8 causeway geçit vo8 vengeance intikam vo8 parlor salon vo8 massacred katliam vo8 modest mütevazi vo8 accommodation, konaklama, uzlaşmak vo8 refusal reddetmek vo8 well, kaynak, iyi vo8 forgo vazgeçmek vo8 superstition batıl inanç vo8 priest rahip vo8 spark kıvılcım vo8 take place meydana gelmek vo8 befall olmak vo8 outfight daha iyi dövüşmek vo8 naive saf vo8 legitimate meşru vo8 chisel oymak vo8 handcuff kelepçe vo8 recruit işe almak vo8 thumb baş parmak vo8 scram sıvışmak vo8 bankroll finanse etmek vo8 chase kovalamak vo8 fly off fırlamak vo8 skim sıyırmak vo8 cheerleader ponpon kız vo8 traitor hain vo8 spill dökmek vo8 thy senin vo8 commandment emir vo8 everlasting sonsuz vo8 farce saçmalık vo8 amusement eğlence vo8 veal dana eti vo8 mobster gangster vo8 feud kavga vo8 we all hepimiz vo8 slob sersem vo8 skinny sıska vo8 spoiled şımarık vo8 lousy kötü vo8 be my guest tabii ki vo8 cigar puro vo8 heir varis vo8 wit zeka vo8 spare, canını bağışlamak, yedek vo8 raisin kuru üzüm vo8 smallpox çiçek hastalığı vo8 fraud dolandırıcılık vo8 impeccable kusursuz vo8 renounce vazgeçmek vo8 I am an only child ben tek çocuğum vo8 mean,,, demek istemek, cimri, huysuz vo8 my pleasure bir şey değil (kibarca) vo8 no worries bir şey değil (günlük dilde) vo8 crumble ufalamak vo8 go off, çıkmak, başlamak vo8 get dressed giyinmek vo8 sober ayık vo8 substitution oyuncu değişikliği vo8 get right into hemen başlamak vo8 fancy, istemek, süs vo8 yuck öğk iğrenç vo8 prose nesir, düzyazı vo8 sounds good iyi fikir vo8 diversity çeşitlilik vo8 therefore bu nedenle vo8 meet up buluşmak vo8 secure elde etmek vo8 take a while zaman almak vo8 decent iyi vo8 eat in evde yemek vo8 mutton koyun eti vo8 turn out ortaya çıkmak vo8 odd garip vo8 no way olamaz vo8 fewer daha az (sayılabilen isimlerde) vo8 cloves karanfil vo8 hallway koridor vo8 grow up büyümek vo8 split up boşanmak vo8 affair ilişki vo8 so, öyleyse, yani vo8 break up ilişkiyi bitirmek, ayrılmak vo8 in the end sonunda vo8 distinguished seçkin vo8 endowment bağış vo8 plaque plaket vo8 blunt dobra vo8 expansion genişleme vo8 bullshit saçma vo8 squeeze, sıkmak, para sızdırmak vo8 despise küçümsemek vo8 get divorce boşanmak vo8 masquerade maskeli balo vo9 hypocrisy ikiyüzlülük vo9 bum kıç vo9 peas bezelye vo9 deprived yoksun olmak vo9 get off train trenden inmek vo9 welch aldatmak vo9 sister in law, görümce, elti vo9 jealous kıskanç vo9 belt, kemer, yumruk çakmak vo9 wop italyan vo9 back up, arka çıkmak, yedeklemek vo9 rotten çürük vo9 eardrum kulak zarı vo9 intercede aracılık yapmak vo9 leisure boş vakit vo9 swank gösteriş yapmak vo9 grenade el bombası vo9 molasses şeker kamışı vo9 successor varis vo9 to sum up özetlemek gerekirse vo9 troop askeri birlik vo9 cheat aldatmak vo9 tenable savunulabilir vo9 mislead yanıltmak vo9 miscarriage düşük yapmak vo9 whisk çırpmak vo9 grate rendelemek vo9 raspberry ahududu vo9 baking fırında pişirmek vo9 vinegar sirke vo9 pie turta vo9 trophy kupa vo9 get fired işten kovulmak vo9 be off sick hastalıktan dolayı işe gidememek vo9 book time off bir süre izin almak vo9 have a chat sohbet etmek vo9 is it ok if? olur mu? vo9 sewage kanalizasyon vo9 herald haber vermek vo9 flourish gelişmek vo9 duct kanal vo9 peep dikizlemek vo9 remarkable dikkate değer vo9 dip daldırmak vo9 make out çıkarmak vo9 peg çivi vo9 disappointment hayal kırıklığı vo9 underneath altında vo9 tumble takla atmak vo9 likely muhtemelen vo9 slightest en ufak vo9 latitude enlem vo9 longitude boylam vo9 curtsey reverans vo9 have a class dersi olmak vo9 the reason I asked sormamın nedeni vo9 be at kalmak vo9 I was at kaldım vo9 saucer çay tabağı vo9 draft taslak vo9 running out tükenmek vo9 lizard kertenkele vo9 as I was saying dediğim gibi vo9 help yourself buyrun vo9 top up doldurmak vo9 lock up hapsetmek vo9 apiece adam başına vo9 piss işemek vo9 heap yığın vo9 solid, katı, yekpare vo9 at any rate yine de vo9 delight zevk vo9 knee diz vo9 peel soymak vo9 come upon rastlamak vo9 stir karıştırmak vo9 courgette kabak vo9 flake pul vo9 aubergine patlıcan vo9 cutlery çatal bıçak takımı vo9 heat up ısıtmak vo9 cool up soğutmak vo9 embarrassing utanç verici vo9 gasket conta vo9 do the laundry çamaşır yıkamak vo9 vacuum elektrikli süpürge ile süpürmek vo9 racket, ticaret, raket vo9 tempt ayartmak vo9 even if olsa bile vo9 put away yerine koymak vo9 fleet donanma, filo vo9 make a mess ortalığı batırmak vo9 dairy süt ürünleri vo9 specials günün yemekleri vo9 peanut fıstık vo9 pick seçmek vo9 napkin peçete vo9 yummy lezzetli vo9 bland tatsız vo9 sour ekşi vo9 dressing sos vo9 attentive dikkatli, özenli vo9 spoil bozmak vo9 deli şarküteri vo9 it's worth a try denemeye değer vo9 come across rastlamak vo9 dizzy baş döndürücü vo9 occupy işgal etmek vo9 buy out tüm hisselerini ele geçirmek vo9 ephemeral geçici vo9 harassment taciz vo9 state, belirtmek, devlet vo9 on the other side of diğer tarafında vo9 keep going devam et vo9 on the way to yolu üzerinde vo9 trainers spor ayakkabı vo9 go well yakışmak vo9 a good fit iyi bir uyum vo9 prevalent yaygın vo9 raid baskın vo9 cannabis esrar vo9 suit, uymak, takım elbise vo9 snuggle sarılmak vo9 go with something yakışmak vo9 curb frenlemek vo9 convict mahkum vo9 hip kalça vo9 shutter panjur vo9 sore, yara, ağrı vo9 trot tırıs gitmek vo9 rooster horoz vo9 amicable dostça vo9 cottage kulübe vo9 bray anırmak vo9 crow, karga,horoz ötmesi vo9 stylish şık vo9 neat temiz vo9 reasonable makul vo9 refund para iadesi vo9 bun çörek vo9 prurience cinsel istek vo9 twig dal vo9 becalm sakinleştirmek vo9 frill fırfır vo9 draw, çizmek, çekmek vo9 forth dışarı vo9 dingy pis vo9 gorge tıkınmak vo9 bear in mind unutma vo9

tikt

imma be real mad if no one has sent you zhuge dan/deng ai and zhuge dan/sima shi

I GONNA DO THEM BOTH! Cause ya know, Deng THIGHS and all ;)

Zhuge Dan/Deng Ai

001. .   .   .   kills the spider: Deng Ai. He’d accidentally sit on the spider and since he’s so big and all, or accidentally step on it. He would rather let the creature go, but sometimes accidents happen.

002. .   .   .   proposed: I could honestly see them both doing it at the same time and getting both flustered and fall into hysterical laughing. Whoever stops laughing first proposes again.

003.  .   .   .   kissed the other first: Again, probably Deng AI. Zhuge Dan is oblivious and shy. Since Deng Ai is older, he’s a bit more experienced and would have no time curling a hand under his lover’s chin and giving him a little peck. 

004.  .   .   .   initiates things: Similar answer to the above, Zhuge Dan is absolutely oblivious, but Deng Ai is respectful to Dan’s feelings, so he’d take it real slow and patiently. Maybe he’d wait for Dan to show the slightest bit of affection and go from there.  

005.  .   .   .   would leave the other: Probably Zhuge Dan, but not on his volition. It would be because he’s tired of Sima Zhao’s tyranny and defects to Wu, hoping Deng Ai would follow, but knowing he won’t. (...omg. is this a fic idea now...help me.)

006.  .   .   .   is more jealous: Zhong Hui I mean...probably Dan, Deng Ai is very manly and attractive, no doubt he would have many suitors, male or female. Then there’s arraigned marriage, someone throwing a daughter at either man. But their love is strong. 

007.  .   .   .   is lazier: Neither, as one can tell, they’re both very hardworking men.

008.  .   .   .   sends weird texts at 3 AM: Zhuge Dan, but that’s because he’s a sap and when he’s alone in bed, he misses his snuggle bby. 

009.   .   .   .  is more experienced: Deng Ai, most likely, since he’s older. Zhuge Dan is very shy, so he would not have a list of lovers. 

010.   .   .   .  said i love you first: Zhuge Dan, but not before becoming a spluttering, blushing mess, and to the point where he has to repeat himself because Deng Ai didn’t hear him the first time

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Zhuge Dan/Sima Shi

001. .   .   .   kills the spider: Sima Shi. He’s a Sima, it’s kinda what they do. 

002. .   .   .   proposed: Sima Shi, only because Zhang Chunhua pressured him to. “Shi, you marry that sweet boy right now.” “But mom, we’ve only been dating for two months..” “Shi! I want a spring wedding. You’ll give me a spring wedding...” “...yes mummy.” 

003.  .   .   .   kissed the other first: Sima Shi, but only because Zhuge Dan doesn’t feel it’s right to act without his lord’s permission.

004.  .   .   .   initiates things: ^^ though Dan tries to initiate a bit with a few light touches here and there. 

005.  .   .   .   would leave the other: Sima Shi, because he dies way before Danny does. 

006.  .   .   .   is more jealous: Zhuge Dan, since he’s got that wonderful family of his, and he can get rather close to Wang Yuanji, when they both complain of Sima Zhao. 

007.  .   .   .   is lazier: Neither, Dan would never allow himself to be lazy in front of his lord

008.  .   .   .   sends weird texts at 3 AM: Danny, he’s a sap and it’s the only time he can ever be truly himself when he’s in his quarters. 

009.   .   .   .  is more experienced: Sima Shi, being a lord has its perks. 

010.   .   .   .  said i love you first: Zhuge Dan, a spluttering mess, and he accidentally says it front of Zhang Chunhua

*Haath (Hands) aur paier (feet) aap ke aamaal ki gawahi denge* 🤚🦶🤚🦶🤚🦶🤚🦶🤚🦶🤚🦶 سورۃ نمبر 36 يس آیت نمبر 65 أَعـوذُ بِاللهِ مِنَ الشَّيْـطانِ الرَّجيـم بِسْمِ اللّٰهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ اَلۡيَوۡمَ نَخۡتِمُ عَلٰٓى اَفۡوَاهِهِمۡ وَتُكَلِّمُنَاۤ اَيۡدِيۡهِمۡ وَتَشۡهَدُ اَرۡجُلُهُمۡ بِمَا كَانُوۡا يَكۡسِبُوۡنَ‏ ۞ ترجمہ: ہم آج کے دن ان کے منہ پر مہر لگا دیں گے اور ان کے ہاتھ ہم سے باتیں کریں گے اور ان کے پاؤں گواہیاں دیں گے، ان کاموں کی جو وہ کرتے تھے۔ (1) تفسیر: 65۔ 1 یہ مہر لگانے کی ضرورت اس لئے پیش آئیگی کہ ابتداءً مشرکین قیامت والے دن بھی جھوٹ بولیں گے اور کہیں گے (وَاللّٰهِ رَبِّنَا مَا كُنَّا مُشْرِكِيْنَ ) 6 ۔ الانعام :23) اللہ کی قسم، جو ہمارا رب ہے، ہم مشرک نہیں تھے چناچہ اللہ تعالیٰ ان کے مونہوں پر مہر لگا دے گا، جس سے وہ خود تو بولنے کی طاقت سے محروم ہوجائیں گے، البتہ اللہ تعالیٰ اعضائے انسانی کو قوت گویائی عطا فرما دے گا، ہاتھ بولیں گے کہ ہم سے اس نے فلاں فلاں کام کیا تھا اور پاؤں اس پر گواہی دیں گے۔ یوں گویا اقرار اور شہادت، دونوں مرحلے طے ہوجائیں گے۔ علاوہ ازیں ناطق کے مقابلے میں غیر ناطق چیزوں کا بول کر گواہی دینا، حجت واستدلال میں زیادہ بلیغ ہے کہ اس میں ایک اعجازی شان پائی جاتی ہے۔ (فتح القدیر) اس مضموں کو احادیث میں بھی بیان کیا گیا ہے۔ (ملاحظہ ہو صحیح مسلم، کتاب الزھد۔ ) _____________________________ या-सीन (Ya-Sin):65 - आज हम उनके मुँह पर मुहर लगा देंगे और उनके हाथ हमसे बोलेंगे और जो कुछ वे कमाते रहे है, उनके पाँव उसकी गवाही देंगे _____________________________ Surah Ya Seen, Verse 65: This Day, We shall seal up their mouths, and their hands will speak to Us, and their legs will bear witness to what they used to earn. (It is said that one's left thigh will be the first to bear the witness). [Tafsir At-Tabari, Vol. 22, Page 24] https://www.instagram.com/p/CCdNSWrA8nq/?igshid=rt4ftubzmtqj

Annals of Emperor Xiaowu, Part 1

[From JS009. Huan Wen dies 18 August 373. In the north Fu Jian expands his territory, conquering Shu, Liang and Dai. Meanwhile at Jiankang, Xie An becomes Minister over the Masses while Xie Xuan takes command of all Jin armies north of the Jiang.]

The Filial and Martial [xiaowu] August Emperor, taboo Yao, courtesy name Changming, was Emperor Jianwen's third son. 3rd Year of Xingning, 7th Month, jiashen [19 September? 365], he was first enfeoffed King of Kuaiji.

2nd Year of Xian'an, Autumn, 7th Month, jiwei [12 September 372], he was established as August Heir-Apparent. That day, Emperor Jianwen expired and the Heir-Apparent was enthroned as August Emperor. A decree said:

We, due to not being prepared, soon coming across grieving the ill omen, shout at the sky and strike the earth. Disperse the knowledge being informed [?]. Disdaining the immature and callow, minute like joining pearl fringes, deeply only the weight of the altars of soil and grain, greatly fear not carrying out the load and burden. [We] look up to and relying on the spirits of the founders and ancestors, sacrifices for [their] amassed up virtue.

The Former Emperor's honest manners and profound reforms, bequeathed songs among the people [?]. The stewards assists and the worthy are virtuous [?], merits are plentiful and virtue abundant. The relied on for looking after the instructions, truly depends on restoring the teachings. The crowd of princes leads the duties, the hundred companions are industrious in government.

[We?] hope for a person of orphaned weakness to have refuge, the foundation of the August Utmost not to fall. Former mercy bequeaths kindness, spreading to the Four Seas, pondering the vast remaining enrichment [?], thereby prospering the numerous multitudes. Thus a great amnesty Under Heaven, to give the people a further beginning.

9th Month, jiayin [6 November], posthumously venerated the Late Mother, the Consort of the King of Kuaiji, as the Obedient [shun] August Empress.

Winter, 10th Month, dingmao [19 November], buried August Emperor Jianwen in the Gaoping Mound.

11th Month, jiawu [16 December], the bewitching traitor Lu Song at dawn entered the palace courtyard. The General who Floats and Strikes, Mao Anzhi, and others, punished and captured him.

This Year, in the Three Wu a great drought, among the people many starved to death. Decreed there to be relief given.

Fu Jian took Chouchi, and captured the Inspector of Qin province, Yang Shi.

[Ningkang 1]

[9 February 373 – 28 January 374]

1st Year of Ningkang [“Tranquil Prosperity”], Spring, 1st Month, jichou, New Moon [9 February], changed the inaugural.

2nd Month [10 March – 8 April], the Great Marshal, Huan Wen, came to court.

3rd Month, guichou [4 May], decreed to remove the taxes for Danyang's 4 pontoon bridges, Zhuge and others [?].

Summer, 5th Month [7 June – 6 July], drought.

Autumn, 7th Month, jihai [18 August], the Envoy Holding the Tally, Palace Attendant, Commander-in-Chief of All Army Affairs in the Centre and Outside, Imperial Chancellor, Recording the Masters of Writing, Grand Marshal, Shepherd of Yang province, General who Pacifies the North and Inspector of Xu and Yan provinces, the Duke of Nan commandery, Huan Wen, passed away.

On gengxu [29 August], advanced the General of the Right, Huan Huo [JS074], to be General who Conquers the West. Used the Inspector of Jiang province, Huan Chong as General of the Army of the Centre, Commander-in-Chief of All army Affairs of Yang, Yu and Jiang provinces and Inspector of Yang province, headquartered at Gushu.

8th Month, renzi [31 August?], the Chongde Empress Dowager presided over court and administered the government.

9th Month [3 October – 1 November], Fu Jian's general Yang An robbed Chengdu.

On bingshen [14 October], used the Supervisor of the Masters of Writing, Wang Biaozhi [JS076] as Prefect of the Masters of Writing; the Master of Writing of the Personnel Section, Xie An [JS079], as Supervisor of the Masters of Writing; the Interior Clerk of Wu state, Diao Yi, as Commander of the Palace Gentlemen of the North and Inspector of Xu and Yan provinces, headquartered at Guangling. Again set up the offices of Superintendent of the Brilliantly Blessed, Great Minister of Agriculture and Privy Treasurer.

Winter, 10th Month, the Duke of Xiping, Zhang Tianxi [JS086], offered as tribute things of the region.

11th Month [1 December – 30 December], Fu Jian's general Yang An took Zitong and Liang# and Yi provinces. The Inspector, Zhou Zhongsun [JS058], led 5 000 cavalry to escape south.

[Ningkang 2]

[29 January 374 – 16 February 375]

2nd Year, Spring, 1st Month, guiwei [29 January], a great amnesty. Posthumously enfeoffed and conferred on the former Heir of Kuaiji, Yu, to be King Xian of Linchuan.

On jiyou [24 February], the Commander of the Palace Gentlemen of the North and Inspector of Xu and Yan provines, Diao Yi, passed on.

2nd Month, guichou [28 February], used the Intendant of Danyang, Wang Tanzhi [JS075], as Commander of the Palace Gentlemen of the North and Inspector of Xu and Yan provinces.

On dingsi [4 March], there was a comet star in the Maiden and Barren [lodges].

3rd Month, bingxu [2 April], a broomstick comet was seen in the Base [lodge].

Summer, 4th Month, renxu [8 May], the August Empress Dowager decreed, saying:

Lately the profound images are mistaken and off the mark, Heaven above is displayed unusually, looking up to observe these changes, [We] shake with fear in our breast. As for the causes to the changes in presenting and retiring, from the Way of the Ancients [?], We dare not carry out the thoughts repeatedly in [Our] heart, thereby pondering in Our mean [?].

Again the Three Wu's inner soil [?], the thighs and arms are looking at the commanderies, yet floods and droughts arrive together, the hundred families lose their patrimony, from dawn to dusk they only grieve, [We?] are unable to forget in [Our?] breasts, the proper time to aid and help, relieving their languishing exhaustion.

For the counties of the Three Wu, Yixing, Jinling and Kuaiji which were flooded where it was particularly considerable [?], fully remove one year of cloth tax, those next allow removing half a year, accept relief loans to already thereby bestow on them [?].

5th Month [27 May – 25 June], Zhang Yu, a native of Shu, titled himself King of Shu, and led the multitudes to besiege Chengdu. He dispatched envoys to calling himself a vassal [?].

Autumn, 7th Month [25 July – 23 August], in Liang province the earth shook, mountains collapsed.

Fu Jian's general Deng Qiang attacked Zhang Yu, and exterminated him.

9th Month, dingchou [19 November], there was a comet star in the Heavenly Market.

Winter, 11th Month, jiyou [21 December], in Tianmen, Dan traitors attacked the commandery. The Grand Warden, Wang Fei, died there. The General who Conquers the West, Huan Huo, dispatched a host to punish and pacify them.

Qian Bushe and Qian Hong, natives of Changcheng, and others made chaos. The Grand Warden of Wuxing, Zhu Xu [JS081], punished and pacified them.

On guiyou [14 January], the General who Garrisons the Distant, Huan Shiqian [JS074], routed Fu Jian's general Yao Chang at Dianjiang.

[Ningkang 3]

[17 February 375 – 6 February 376]

3rd Year, Spring, 1st Month, xinhai [21 February], a great amnesty.

Summer, 5th Month, bingwu [16 June], the Commander of the Palace Gentlemen of the North and Inspector of Xu and Yan provinces, the Marquis of Lantian, Wang Tanzhi, passed on.

On jiayin [24 June], used the General of the Army of the Centre and Inspector of Yang province, Huan Chong as General who Garrisons and Inspector of Xu province, headquartered at Dantu. The Supervisor of the Masters of Writing, Xie An, acted as Inspector of Yang province.

Autumn, 8th Month, guisi [1 October], established the August Empress, Ms. Wang. A great amnesty and added to the ranks of the civil and military officials 1 grade.

9th Month [11 October 9 - November], the Emperor discussed the Classic of Filial Piety.

Winter, 10th Month, guiyou, New Moon [10 November], the sun was eclipsed [OK].

12th Month, guiwei [19 January], calamity of the Shenshou gate.

On jiashen [20 January], the August Empress Dowager decreed, saying:

Lately the sun's eclipse announces change. Floods and droughts do not arrive. Though carrying out and personally considering aid, it is not yet finished in its regions. Thus bestow grain on those of the hundred families who are impoverished, 5 hu per person.

On guisi [29 January], the Emperor released sacrifices in the Central Hall, worshipped Master Kong, using Yan Hui as the match.

[Taiyuan 1]

[7 February 376 – 25 January 377]

The 1st Year of Taiyuan [“Grand Inaugural”], Spring, 1st Month, renyin [7 February], New Moon, the Emperor applied the inaugural clothes, and went to audience at the Grand Temple. The August Empress Dowager returned from government affairs.

On jiachen [9 February], a great amnesty and changed inaugural.

On bingwu [11 February], the Emperor first presided over court. Used the General who Conquers the West, Huan Huo [JS074] as Great General who Conquers the West; the General who Garrisons the Army, Chi Yin [JS067] as Great General who Garrions the Army; the General of the Army of the Centre, Huan Chong, as General of Chariots and Cavalry. Added to the Supervisor of the Masters of Writing, Xie An, Overseer of the Palace Writers, Recording the Affairs of the Masters of Writing.

On jiazi [29 February], paid visit to Jianping and others the four Mounds. [Jianping was the tomb of Emperor Yuan.]

Summer, 5th Month, guichou [17 June], the earth shook.

On jiayin [18 June], a decree said:

Lately Heaven above has handed down oversight, the reprimanding announcements again and again obvious, We are in fear of them, shaking with caution in [Our] heart. Considering the means by discussing lawsuits and delaying death, forgive transgressions and and pardon crimes, the numerous reasons for great change, with it further change.

And so a great amnesty, and conferred on the civil and military ranks 1 grade each.

6th Month [3 July – 1 August], enfeoffed the King of Hejian, Qin's son, Fanzhi, as King of Zhangwu.

Autumn, 7th Month [2 August – 30 August], Fu Jian's general Ji Chang, took Liang province, imprisoned the Inspector, Zhang Tianxi, and completely possessed his territory.

On yisi [8 August], removed the system of measuring field and harvest taxes. Excellencies, Kings and below, a poll tax of 3 hu grain. Dispensed with to be the food of labourers [?].

Winter, 10th Month [29 October -  27 November], moved and measured [?] northern migrants to south of the Huai.

11th Month, jisi, New Moon, the sun was eclipsed. Decreed the great officials to withdraw provisions. [Not OK. Wrong year?].

12th Month [27 December – 25 January], Fu Jian sent his general Fu Luo to attack Dai. He captured the King of Dai, Sheyijian.

[Taiyuan 2]

[26 January 377 – 13 February 378]

2nd Year, Spring, 1st Month [26 January – 23 February], restored [families] with cut off succession, to continue meritorious subjects.

3rd Month [26 March – 23 April], used the Inspector of Yan province, Zhu Xu, as Commander of the Palace Gentlemen of the South, Inspector of Liang# province and Overseer of All Armies Within Mian, headquartered at Xiangyang.

Intercalary Month, renwu [12 May], the earth shook.

On jiashen [14 May], a violent storm, snapping trees and turning over houses.

Summer, 4th Month, jiyou [8 June], rain and hail.

5th Month, dingchou [6 July], the earth shook.

6th Month, jisi [27 August? 7th Month], a violent storm, scattering sand and stone.

Linyi offered as tribute things of the region.

Autumn, 7th Month, yimao [12 October? 8th Month], the Old Man Star [Canopus] was seen.

8th Month, renchen [19 September], the General of Chariots and Cavalry, Huan Chong, came to court.

On dingwei [4 October], used the Supervisor of the Masters of Writing, Xie An, as Minister over the Masses.

On bingchen [13 October], the Envoy Holding the Tally, Commander-in-Chief of All Army Affairs of Jing, Liang#, Ning, Yi, Jiao and Guang provinces, Inspector of Jing province and Great General who Conquers the West, Huan Huo, passed on.

Winter, 10th Month, xinchou [27 November], used the General of Chariots and Cavalry, Huan Chong, [as] Commander-in-Chief of All Army Affairs of Jing, Jiang, Liang#, Yi, Ning, Jiao and Guang provinces, acting Colonel who Protects the Southern Man and Inspector of Jing province; the Master of Writing, Wang Yun [JS093], as Inspector of Xu province, Controller of All Armies of Jinling South of the Jiang; the Marshal who Conquers the West, Xie Xuan [JS079], as Inspector of Yan province, Chancellor of Guangling and Overseer of All Armies North of the Jiang.

On renyin [28 November], the Cavalier in Regular Attendance, Brilliantly Blessed Grandee of the Left and Prefect of the Masters of Writing, Wang Biaozhi, passed on.

12th Month, gengyin [15 January], used the Master of Writing Wang Shao [JS065] as Supervisor of the Masters of Writing.

[Taiyuan 3]

[14 February 378 – 2 February 379]

3rd Year, Spring, 2nd Month, yisi [31 March], built a new palace. The Emperor moved to reside in the manor of the King of Kuaiji.

3rd Month, yichou [20 April], thunder and rain, a violent storm, turning over houses and snapping trees.

Summer, 5th Month, gengwu [24 June], the King of Chenliu, Cao Hui, passed away.

6th Month [11 July – 9 August], great floods.

Autumn, 7th Month, xinsi [3 September], the Emperor entered the new palace.

On yiyou [7 September], the Old Man Star was seen in the southern regions.

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