sheikah customess/traditions? yes please! my delelte ky (delete key) is still not working

TYPOS MY BELOVED! I adore you thank you for letting me brain rot today. How you doing? You doing good? I miss you.

Now! On to the brain rot:

Over the years after the calamity the sheikah have split into a couple of smaller clans. The largest is still Kakariko. Because if this they house the ruling council of Elders as well as monks.

There are three ruling elders, who ultimately decide rulings on different matters. Below them are the council of six. These elders hear different disputes from the different clans and make smaller decisions. For any issues larger than that they bring in the ruling elders. These three Elders typically look over big problems, threats to the village/castle, if someone needs to be exiled and breeches in secrecy as well as communicating with the Castle and sending trained sheikah warriors for castle security as well as supporting the other, smaller clans.

anyone wants to suggest fun activities I could do with my tutoring student 🤡

so i thought - jj maybank x reader

requested? nope

description: Without closure, after the breakup JJ wonders if you’d ever been truthful during your relationship.

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warnings: angst, crying, running, anixety… i think thats it

tumblr is weird about italics sometimes so incase they don’t stay italicized, flashbacks start and end with a -

word count: 1.5k

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JJ eyes the long stretch of asphalt in front of him. It’s familiar, almost inviting. He starts walking, one foot after the other.

Before you, JJ wasn’t one for taking walks. Leisurely strolls weren’t something he was into. He always had somewhere to be.

After you, nothing was that important. Taking the time to walk with no destination sounded inviting, and JJ found himself taking the opportunity any time he could. It was the one time he had enough space to be alone with the millions of thoughts running through his mind.

Peace of mind wasn’t something JJ knew anymore. You’d be the only one who could give that to him, and he knows you don’t want to talk to him. He has so many questions. These roads don’t give him any answers, but they give him a break from the pitiful looks he gets from his friends. How many lies had you told him?

Did you ever like his friends?

-

JJ pushes open the chateau door, wondering why you hadn’t called him back all day, only to find you already there. It was surprising, but it looked so natural. The four of you were in the kitchen, and you were in the center. Apparently, you knew how to flip pancakes like a pro, and everyone, including JJ, was mesmerized by your presence.

“J, watch this!” You yell, your face lighting up like a Christmas tree. With a flick of your wrist, the pancake comes off the pan, flips once, and lands safely.

“That’s cool, baby. What are you guys up to without me?” JJ questions, faking being hurt but making his way into the kitchen anyway. You pass the hot pan over to John B so you can greet your boyfriend properly.

“I wanted to bond with them more, so I brought breakfast supplies. I figured that it would be fun.” You say lowly so only the two of you can hear. JJ knew you’d been worried about infiltrating the pogues’ solid friendship, but clearly for no reason.

“I think you won them over for sure.” JJ smiles at you, pressing his forehead to yours before he kisses you softly.

-

JJ sucks a breath in between his teeth. His feet are picking up the pace ever so slightly. Were you sincere in your efforts to woo his friends? He thought so at the time. Now, he’s not so sure. How could you leave four people so suddenly if they meant that much?

Did you always fake your laugh?

-

Hands on your waist are what wakes you up. JJ’s hands, to be exact. His fingertips travel from your waistband to your collarbones, dancing gently because he knows you’re ticklish. JJ is straddling your lap and grinning ear to ear above you.

Goosebumps rise on your skin as your laugh bubbles from your lungs until it’s pushed from your lips, filling the room like music. “JJ! Stop it!"

"Sorry, sweetheart, no can do. Tickling cheers everyone up, doesn’t it?” JJ pauses while he’s talking, but he attacks again before he gives you any time to answer. Being one of the most considerate boyfriends ever, he’s trying to get you to forget about your previous day that didn’t go so well. You squeal, and JJ starts laughing with you. It felt like heaven to the blonde boy.

Just when JJ thinks he’s gotten all of the laughs out of you, you snort, and suddenly you’re both laughing so hard you’re wheezing.

“Hey, love birds, the HMS pogue, and a beautiful day is waiting for us. You coming?” John B knocks, talking through the door.

In between laughs, you say, “Yeah, we’ll be right out!”

-

JJ’s heart rate has picked up now. Those soft mornings with you were all of his dreams come true. After spending a few years always waking up and participating in a walk of shame, he liked the change of using the time to have a moment instead, especially when that moment was shared with you.

Did you know that this would end?

-

“Are you re- J? You okay?” You knock as you open the bedroom door, finding JJ against the headboard with his knees to his chest. He wipes his face into the crook of his neck quickly.

“Yeah. I’m good. I only need to change shirts, and I’ll be ready, sorry I’m late.” JJ starts to move, but you stop him, placing a hand on his knee and sitting down next to him.

“What is it? You can tell me.” You make sure to make eye contact with him, so he knows he can’t lie to you. He lets v out a soft sigh.

“Things have been so good lately, like really good. Sometimes I get in my head and start wondering how long it’ll last. When will you realize I’m not what you want, and what will it take? If I make one wrong move, you could be gone."

Now that you’re closer to him, you can see his swollen red eyes. JJ is searching your own eyes for any sense of how you feel. Was this too much? Was this his wrong move?

"Baby, what are you talking about? Yeah, things are great. I don’t intend for that to change. You are not a problem, and I’m not going to let you think that you are. We’re good. We are always going to be good. How long have you been thinking about this?” You take both of his hands in yours and kiss his knuckles. The small gesture spreads warmth throughout his body.

“A couple of days. I’m sorry. I know it’s stupid. I keep telling myself it’s fine and there’s nothing to worry about but-”

“It’s not stupid. Come to me next time, alright? I’ll always reassure you.  I’ll always be by your side when you need me. We don’t have to go anywhere today. How about that? We can stay in and do nothing."

JJ looks at you and knows that you see him and his struggles. He knows that you see the patterns in his life. The patterns of his dad being nice to him to get what he wants, only to tear him up a week later. The patterns of JJ not letting anyone close for the same reason. The patterns that no one else has offered to stay as you have.

"Yeah, that sounds nice. You promise you’ll be here?” JJ is too exhausted to say anything else, but you know he appreciates you for being here.

“I will. Any time you need me, I’m here. Forever, if you need me."

-

JJ picks up his pace, now jogging. He’s trying to breathe, but his lungs aren’t working correctly anymore. Despite his gasps for air, he pushes on.

Were you always holding back?

-

You groan from across the room, looking at JJ with anger in your eyes.

"What’s gotten into you? We never fight. Tell me what’s going on, please, Y/N.” Worry is laced in JJ’s voice. He scrunches his eyebrows, and his foot taps timidly against the ground. He’s nervous.

“Nothing’s wrong. I don’t know why I started the fight. I’ve felt crazy the last few days. My emotions are all over the place. I just-"

"You what?” JJ asks impatiently. This sounds like a breakup.

There’s panic in your eyes, but you swallow, hoping it’ll go away. “I love you.”

“Y-you do?” JJ stutters, relief filling his lungs as he finally lets out the breath he’d been holding.

“I do.” You say tenderly, taking steps to close the distance and engulf JJ in your embrace.

-

JJ is sprinting now, his face in a grimace as he is reminding himself to breathe. His hot tears sting his cold skin. It didn’t make sense. He saw the panic in your eyes right before you said it.

Only a week later, you broke his heart. Were you planning to do it that day?

Sometimes JJ thinks the pain of not knowing hurts worse than losing you. Why couldn’t he have closure? Why couldn’t he stop feeling this way?

JJ stops running, coming to a halt immediately when he realizes where his feet have brought him.

Your house.

The door opens before he can knock. His chest is still rising and falling at a rapid pace as he catches his breath. The confused look on your face is washed away by one of sadness. Why are you sad? You broke his heart, not the other way around.

“Can we talk?”

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A Little Help: Rowoon x Reader

Genre: Smut (Mentions of partial nudity and mutual masturbation over the phone) 

In attempt to just edit something on the story I accidently delelted it. This was in the works and also requested, hope you enjoy! 

Many days this week you’ve been waking up hot and bothered. Like sweating, forehead, and chest glistening. Usually, dreams were a blur for you, choppy images, and then blackness. But these last few days, your dreams couldn’t have been more vivid. Flashes of flesh against flesh, moans, and grunts in harmony. You smacked a hand against your head. You were desperate and in need of...... something you were embarrassed to admit to yourself, well....for some dick. You snickered at the way you thought about it. But you just nodded to yourself, you weren’t kidding, you totally were. But not just anyone’s dick, for his. Your alarm goes off, signaling that it was time for you to get ready for work. You press stop and look at the wallpaper of the person whom you want so badly. Rowoon is a hoodie, a pair of blue jeans, and some converse looking off at a flower garden, so majestically as he does so well. You smile to yourself start to head to your bathroom. You stomach somersaults when you think about the events of that night, and how he ended the night fucking you so good from behind that he had you seeing stars. He was so dangerous in how he can just switch sides so well and hide them even better. You walk into work with all the usual coffee orders for your mentors at the magazine publishing company you worked at. They greet you fondly as you give them your coffee orders. Although you were an intern, they treated you as an equal and you were forever grateful for that. You walk to the office of your mentor, also the editor-in-chief, Larissa. “Good Morning gorgeous! Honey, why do you so flushed?” “Good Morning, oh am I really?” You hand her coffee and instinctively feel your cheeks, the heat too much to bear. “What? You got lucky last night honey?” Your boss winks at you and you immediately deny. “No-no-no. Though, I wish I did.” “Oh, so you must have but only in your dreams?” “Sadly.” “Call your boyfriend. I know that they're not doing many promotions anymore so he may have time to see you.” “I don’t know. He may be busy with photoshoots and or filming for a new show. He usually contacts me when he isn’t and he hasn’t these last couple weeks. Also with the pandemic, it made it harder than before.” “Well,” she sits some papers down and walks closer to your own personal desk on the other side of the office, “you two can always, well you know.” She looks at you with a mischievous smirk, raising her eyebrows. “No Mrs. Larissa I’m afraid I don’t,” you snicker, your nerves getting the best of you. You had an idea what she was hinting at but you just wanted to make sure and not assume and be wrong. “I’m sure there are other things besides that magic rod of his that has you going crazy. And stop calling me Mrs. it makes me feel old.” “Yeah, sure but what exactly are you getting at Mrs-” you looks at you wide-eyed before you caught yourself, “Larissa?” “I mean, I know for you to be with that fine specimen of man, there are many things that turn you on when you think of him. I bet his voice being the most promising thing.” So you were thinking the same thing. “Are you suggesting we have phone sex?” “Well not exactly. Just talk nice and dirty to each other, not as if you were but you know. Give each other some motivation, some help. I’m sure he’s feeling the same way as you. You two need something to hold on to at this time. Especially with everything that’s happening.” You actually weren’t opposed to this idea. You were embarrassed that you were talking about this with your boss so early in the morning. “I might give it a try. I’ll let you know how it goes.” “Or you could write about it hon, this can be your first project. Just let me know how it goes and if you're up for it.” You really loved working at this place, you couldn't imagine working anywhere else. Now you just had to imagine how this phone call would go. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Little did you know Seokwoo was feeling the same way. Even with promotions for their new comeback coming to an end, he still had so many photoshoots. And the complications with filming his new drama during the pandemic wasn’t easy either. He wanted to contact you, but he was either busy with a schedule or was too tired. After a photoshoot, he was finally allowed to have some time himself. Lucky for him no one was at the dorms this right now. After a show he figured he’d call you, you’d be off of work around this time. Walking out the bathroom in shorts and a t-shirt, he hears his phone ring. He dries his hair and wipes the water from his ears while looking at his phone. To his delight, it was you. “Oh, hey. I was just about to call you.” “Really?” There was something he noticed about your tone. “Is something wrong?” “No no. I’m fine. How was your day? I- really missed you.” He smiles. “I missed you too, jagi. Just a photoshoot today. It ended pretty early.” Your brain went blank. You wanted to try to rear the conversation to hot and steamy but you didn’t how. “Jagi, are you sure there’s nothing wrong? You called but your pretty quiet.” “I’ve.....I’ve been craving you a lot...lately.” Crave? Did she mean that the way he thought you did? “Crave?” “Yeah I...I’ve been dreaming a lot lately about......well you know. I miss your touch.” On the other end of the line, your voice sounded so weak, feeble. He knew what you were trying to say and that it took a lot for you to say. “Y/n.” “Yeah.” “I know exactly how you feel. Longer than you know.” Strangely you're starting to get turned on, just by the tone of his voice. “Was that weird? I-I’m sorry.” He nervously laughs. “No!-” His laughing stops. “I mean no, I actually wanted to try something. Give each other a little help, over the phone I mean.” He was quiet for a beat, “Oh....uh okay. Not gonna deny, you saying you craved me started to turn me on.” You started to feel a heaviness in your core, tickling warmth between your thighs. “You just got out the shower right?” You start to rub yourself over your underwear. “Yeah. You dreamt about us in the shower?” “One of the places I dreamt of this week.” He starts to slowly palm himself. He sighs, “God, I wish you were here.” “Imagine I am. What am I doing?” He starts to palm himself more firmly now, “Teasing me over my shorts, like how you always do.” “I’m not in the mood to tease today. Take them off.” He immediately obeys, following with you hear shifting through the phone. “What are you wearing?” he asks hoping that you aren't wearing a thing. “One of your t-shirts and my favorite underwear.” “Take them off. The underwear.” You oblige. You start to hear a huskiness to his deep voice that makes you wanna cum right then. “Fuck...babe your voice is so hot through the phone. I’m so wet.” He lets a breathy moan and pulls himself out of his underwear. He slowly starts to stroke himself. “I miss how your mouth feels. You choking on my cock.” “Yeah. Like how I used to you?” Your comment earns you a groan which makes you slip in a finger into your slick. The two of you start to talk wreckless to each other, it was heaven. “You fingering yourself babe?” “Yeah, imagining you stretching me out.” “Fuck, yeah, with your tight little pussy. Get three in there.” You gradually stretch yourself more, your moan indicating so. When all three are in your moans aren't as strained. “Shit, babe. I wish it were you.” By your moans you pick your pace, he does the same. The two of you go on like this for a few minutes, but you start to feel your orgasm building. “Damn, babe I’m close.” “Yeah?” “Yeah. Ahhh, fuck.” From your moans, he starts to feel on edge too. “Jagi you sound so hot like that. You're gonna make cum.” At each other's words you set each other off, you cumming, and him following soon behind. The two moan in harmony, just like in your dreams. You hear a sigh on the other end, followed by a giggle. “What are you laughing at?” You can't help but giggle too. “I never thought of us as a couple to do this stuff.” “Funny, my boss actually gave me an idea.” “Really?” this makes him laugh harder. “Yeah. I’m totally serious.” “Well, she just made tonight interesting. Tell her thanks and ask her if she has any more tips and ideas for us when we finally see each other again.”

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