honor to us all

virago ( noun ) 1 ) a woman who demonstrates exemplary and heroic qualities 2 ) a man-like, vigorous, heroic maiden, a female warrior, heroine... ind. sel. hua mulan blog read rules before interaction

[bewitchingmemes]

touch-starved starters!!

❝ no one’s ever done that to me before. ❞

❝ could you play with my hair? ❞

❝ i can’t remember the last time i did this with someone. ❞ 

❝ that feels nice. ❞

❝ i haven’t been hugged in years. ❞

❝ i never want to let go. ❞

❝ let’s just cuddle forever. ❞ 

❝ you put your arm around me and i literally felt my knees buckle, this is so pathetic. ❞

❝ i just want to be held for a little while. ❞

❝ you’re legally obligated to keep holding me. ❞

❝ i think i forgot what human contact felt like. ❞

❝ i need to remember what hugs feel like. ❞

❝ do you mind if we stay like this for a little longer? ❞

❝ my family was never the touchy-feely type. ❞

❝ i’ve never been in a relationship before, so i don’t really know how to do the whole…kissing thing. ❞

❝ you were my first kiss. ❞

❝ could we cuddle, like, platonically? ❞

❝ i’m in desperate need of a hug. ❞

❝ i didn’t even know i was ticklish there! ❞

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saewooboiis‌:

     no one had ever had the assumption that gray was a particularly interesting man, he was sure. the man had never considered himself as such, either, but that didn’t mean it was true. grayson was a man of few words, and a man of little nonsense. a good day was a day he was able to hole up in the dojo and teach. he didn’t have to talk, so he didn’t have to make anyone listen to him. gray had always been told he had a way of teaching without speaking.

     gray, though, despite his cool exterior, was very sensitive to any kind of criticism. he took it and held onto it way too long. there was reprieve to be found in the dojo, and he just pounded the dummy for hours until his arms and legs were shaking. that was where he was now. he was refining a technique that he had received some criticism on at a meet, and he was starting to get dizzy. there were blisters forming from the grips carved into the punyo of the stick, but he needed to get it right. he needed it to be perfect. // @rongyv

            mulan could only practice later at night, school and her job makes it difficult to slot in practice times, so she only slips in time to workout in the morning. stepping into the dojo, she hears the dull sound of hits being landed against padded objects. it isn’t unusual for her to have to share the space with someone else, she admires passion and persistence in people ; this was a craft that took time and dedication to achieve some sort of mastery. mulan understood that perfection wasn’t something one can achieve, but PERFECTION was also defined by oneself...as long one is never satisfied and seated idly, there was always chances to get BETTER, to improve ; but that doesn’t always mean to take criticism to heart...sometimes, it’s worthless to tire out oneself just because someone else wasn’t satisfied with you.             changed into more comfortable clothes, she heads towards the main hall...spotting the figure in the room...she RECOGNIZES the male. he always stayed later to practice longer. mulan admires that trait in the male, yet there was something DIFFERENT about him tonight. she watches the boy quietly from the sidelines as she stretched. eyes taking in his fatigued figure, mulan decided to speak up, “ maybe you should take a break...wearing yourself down isn’t going to help you improve any faster... ” she said, not that he asked for her opinion, but she was speaking from experience.

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heartmemos‌:

And that was also a question he should have expected from her. Even if he didn’t know her name, he could already tell she was one of those patients- the ones so impatient to heal, they might end up HURTING themselves more in doing so. “That depends. If you want it to make sure it’s completely healed, I’d give it two weeks tops. Maybe even three to be sure.” He frowned. A martial competition? “Can I give you advice? As someone who’s had plenty of sprained ankles and was an athlete, I wouldn’t do your competition this time. It’s not worth risking your ankle.”

            she was stuck, mulan knows the male was right...two weeks tops, maybe three. when was her competition again ?? she can hold out for at least two weeks ( and a few days ). a frown takes to her lips as if to mimic the male’s visage at his advice, “ in a month, it’s in a month. ” she replies, recalling the actual date in the moment of silence. “ would i even be able to remotely use it ?? ” she asks, she can handle just doing taichi for a few days and running through light exercises for a bit. would her father be disappointed if she backs out ?? she’s so close to first place...forfeiting was nearly a year’s worth of EFFORT to waste.

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cchilyoja‌:

All the hated raids and trips he took with his uncles and his father when he was younger were paying off. While the area itself wasn’t one that he was too familiar with, he had a good enough idea how far the nearest village was and from there straight into the city. “We just need to make sure to have the sun be behind us, and we’ll be on the right trail.” The paths there were at times almost wide roads, and in most cases smaller ones where peasants would travel to trade goods like grain, rice or herbs. 

                       “Does anyone really EXPECT an ambush?” 

His voice was light and humorous, and while there was danger for them there and ahead in their travels, it was in his nature to keep going forward. Life had been kind and cruel, as to most, and Jung-hoo had dealt with it the best he could. “Do you know how to use that?” He finally asked looking at the spear in her hand. It was unusual to see a woman handle or carry a weapon, but in some customs, it was part of tradition for women to be trained to a degree. When they were far enough into the forest that the road they had left was fully covered by the trees, somehow he relaxed a bit. 

            following several paces behind the male, she refuses to walk in front of him...leaving her back vulnerable to a near stranger was not something she wanted. she was still trying to discern if he was an enemy or an ally. mulan’s face turns to the sky to take in the sight of the sun, using it as a directional guide. he knew the roads much better than she did, while keeping an eye on the male, mulan takes in their surroundings.             her attention returns to the male, “ no, but if you can anticipate and prepare sufficiently...you’d be able to at least survive an ambush, even if you’re not victorious, ” she replies, was it true ?? who knows...but she was more keen on LIVING, so she anticipate to survive.             silence befalls the two again, what was there to really talk about ?? would they be able to progress beyond their awkward interactions and be better acquaintances in this troubling time ?? perhaps, only time will tell. when he speaks again, asking about the qiang in her hand, her eyes falls to the weapon she held. “ do you not trust i can appropriately use this weapon ?? ” mulan asks, albeit, she isn’t offended he would question her skills. they only just got to know one another, the only time they’ve really seen each other in combat was the brief moment they experienced moments ago. “ yes, i do. i have learned to use it for quite a LONG time now, ” she replies,

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shadowedsunshine‌:

The question makes him laugh. Jungwoo hands his head and laughs softly, nodding. He knows why she’s asking; she isn’t oblivious, not to her surroundings, and the water is a little warmer than it had been a few minutes ago.

“I’m fine,” he assures her, brushing his thumb along her cheek. “More than fine, I’m-” Ecstatic, elated - aroused. But- “I’m fine, I promise.” 

Jungwoo leans in and kisses Mulan once more, this time in an effort to reassure her a bit, to put some emphasis behind his words. “Are you?” he asks softly, his mouth brushing hers as he speaks. “Is this okay? Or is it too much?”

            a tilt of her head, she can’t help but feel he’s withheld something from her ; she’s sure if it’s something of IMPORTANCE he would speak of it. there was no reason for him to hide things from her...not when it’s something concerning her or their relationship.             “ okay, ” she replies softly, nuzzling against the hand on her cheek, she was learning to be vulnerable, to be soft, to be open with jungwoo...             leaning into his kiss, “ i am, ” she replies softly, “ this is perfect, ” she responds, enjoying the rather WARMER than usual water temperature...she never did enjoy the cold, but now she has jungwoo to keep her warm in multiple ways.

[rongyv]

hey, i promise i’m not neglecting this blog...my attention is kinda a bit everywhere right now and i can’t focus on too much or else i’d get overwhelmed and become unmotivated...i’ve been trying to clear drafts on all my blogs but if you’re wondering where i am ( which ur not, i know but i’m self-important ), i’m mostly at @seungjecnga for the time being.

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shadowedsunshine‌:

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            clothing fully shed, shyness floods mulan’s figure as she lays exposed to jungwoo. she shouldn’t be shy to her husband’s eyes, yet she can’t help but to feel this way ; she’s vulnerable to his actions.             his gentle and fluttery touches nearing her folds, thighs tense with anticipation. when his finger slips in, there was an urge to close her legs...if only she could, the way jungwoo settles between her knees makes it hard. a soft whimper ekes from her lips, it was a foreign feeling but her body anticipates what was to come.             hands grasping at the sheets, her upper teeth sinks into her lower lips ; face rosy and body burning, her eyes focuses on the other’s face as she waits for jungwoo’s motions.

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shadowedsunshine‌:

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            when he pulls away, there’s a whine that leaves her lips, a brief chill washes over her heated figure. hazy eyes focuses on the male’s actions as he strips himself of the upper layers of their robes. curse the fact that their clothing often contained multiple layers...of course, she could have easily anticipated and not worn so much, but that was IMPROPER for her to even anticipate wanting something like this.             left in just her undergarments, when jungwoo leans in to press passionate kisses to her lips, his body felt infinitely hotter against her own. two firebenders in one room, engaged in a rather heated activity...it would be no wonder if the temperature of their surroundings suddenly raises by several degrees.             “ please, jungwoo, i can’t... ” she struggles, “ no more teasing, i can’t wait anymore, ” she pleads.

[seungjecnga]

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shadowedsunshine‌:

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            a moan bubbles from her lips as he grinds against her, so close but so far...just enough pleasure traveling through her veins. “ jungwoo, ” she whimpers, head tossed back. hair forming a halo as another moan leaves her kiss-swollen lips, back arching upwards to meet his hips.             “ stop teasing, ” mulan pleads, voice wispy and light, “ you’re driving me insane, ” mulan protests in midst of a moan. hands moving from grasping at jungwoo’s robes to grabbing at the sheets.              “ please, ” she pleads, eyes squeezing shut as a gasp ekes from her lips, thighs quivering from the pleasure.

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shadowedsunshine‌:

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            an irritated huff eking from her lips, frustration visible on her visage as she squirms against jungwoo. the male had been riling her up and teasing her for the past few minutes, but before she could kick her legs, the male had managed to still her actions.             a breathy moan leaves mulan’s lips as jungwoo presses closer, hands tightening in grip, “ jungwoo, ” mulan whines in protest, hips arching upwards to meet the male’s. “ you are too...irritating for your own good, ” she huffs, but she wasn’t in the position to complain when jungwoo was in the position to leave her high and dry.

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shadowedsunshine‌:

It thrills him, the way she chases after him. He leans back in so that she doesn’t have to move very far and settles his hand against her cheek, kissing her softly.

But, this time, he allows Mulan to take the lead. Jungwoo contents himself to let her explore the kiss, letting her become familiar with his mouth. Beneath the water, his other hand slides along her arm, falls to her side, settles on her waist, right at the curve of her hip. 

There’s so much muscle tone to her, built up from the constant work out their life style gives them. His mind wanders just a bit as they kiss, indulges in the image of her muscles flexing under him, tensing because of his touch… Around them, the water heats up just a bit, reacting to the spike in Jungwoo’s temperature.

            awkward would be the understatement to her actions, she’s not quite sure what she’s doing, she only hopes she’s doing it right. but like all she’s learned in her life about combat, it’s better to feel things out and know her limits...so she goes slowly, trying to test what is good and what isn’t...feeling out jungwoo’s lips against her own, trying to mimic what she felt earlier.             the wandering hand causes a shiver to go through her figure, not because of the cold, but because of the way his hand ghosts against her body. her free hand rests on the male’s biceps as she leans into jungwoo. she feels the water warm, a little hotter than before...mulan doesn’t mind it much, always preferring to SWEAT, than to shiver.             “ are you okay ?? ” she mumbles against his lips, unsure as to why the temperature suddenly spiked...she doesn’t mind, but she wanted to know how jungwoo was faring...perhaps he was running a fever ??

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awkqz‌:

he was hoping she hadn’t noticed his quick response, but with his luck, she had but thankfully, she hadn’t mentioned anything about it and just moved on.   ❝ wandering around and getting lost sounds fun.  but i think we should definitely fill our stomachs before doing that. ❞   he pointed out with a nod of his head.  that sounded like a better idea at the moment;  eat and then go wander around and get lost  —–  it’ll be fun.

            a hum when he agrees with her suggestion, “ yeah, that is a good idea, ” she nods, trying to figure out what there was to eat in the area. “ what do you feel like having ?? i know a few good noodle places...unless you’re feeling more for small eats, ” mulan said, there should be a dimsum store nearby as well. she wasn’t a picky eater, so it didn’t really matter much to where they went.

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shadowedsunshine‌:

“I don’t think we have to worry about anything being uncomfortable or unwilling now,” he assures her, laughing softly. 

Jungwoo slips beneath the water for a moment to wet his hair. He surfaces and pushes it back, exhaling softly. “I know that emotions aren’t your strong suit and that’s okay. I’ll be fine so long as I know where you and I stand.”

He reaches for Mulan once more, pulls her close, and uses a cup to soak her hair. His fingertip follows a water droplet sliding down her cheek, and, just because he can, he leans in and steals a kiss.

            “ i would hope not, ” she mumbles softly, mulan would be so unsure of herself and what to do if things had resorted back into their old awkward ways.             eyes following his movements, the way his hair is slicked back lets her get a better view of his visage....she takes in his handsome features, and bless the somewhat dim lighting, she hopes he can’t make out the flush on her cheeks. somehow, in the midst of all her campaigning and warring, she managed to get herself tangled with a handsome man, who was more than willing to take the time and have the patience to get to know her, let her feel her way through things without rushing her, providing a guiding hand...             shifting closer, water courses down her back as he soaks her hair, washing out the day’s dust that’s settled in her locks. eyes fluttering shut when he leans in for a kiss, she daringly chases his lips when he draws back.

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