#assistant jogjebi

[weaselnerd]

Some other weasels I like, because I need to branch out more here.

[incorrect-squirrel-and-hedgehog]

Assistant Jogjebi: Your husband sounds like a dick. Kill him. Also, do ghosts still exist?

Vixen: He is a dick. And killing him is on my list. But he’s attractive, so I’m going to get one more kid out of him. I’m not sure on the ghost front…I guess we’ll find out after I kill my husband and place his gravestone in my backyard.

Mulmangcho: You need to make it obvious that this is about the Sims!

[authorazurite]

So, it's finally done

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63554986

I can get back to the other SAH Fics now, thank god.

Honestly I'm not even sure about this fic because after a point it really began to feel like I was pulling the plot out of my ass despite having put forethought into it... I dunno.

I'm getting a bit insecure about my pacing and whatnot so any and all feedback is appreciated.

[ceiling-karasu]

A scene from Chapter 9 of Lily Bell in the Thorn Thicket

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Mulmangcho obliviously walked past them both, carrying a large box of farming hand tools and booklets. “Mulsajo, Oegwipali, radishes grow in the summer months as well. Cabbage only grows in spring and fall, so I suggest we grow more of those now. Also, it turns out that we may be able to grow potatoes during the winter, but I’ll have to…figure out.... that is not our car…”

I guess that mouse was not officially declared dead. Murori survived the same type of explosion. But where is he hiding? Geumsaegi thought, bitterly. Still, the missing mouse suggested that there might be hidden compartments somewhere in the farmhouse that he could search for information.

Shaking, Oegwipali pointed in the direction of the Special Aide. Mulmangcho’s confused expression changed to one of surprised apprehension, then anger.

Suddenly, the farmhouse was approached by the roaring of more jeeps, cars, and small trucks. Within a minute, the Regimental Commander and several large members of the Wolf Unit were inside the house. They stretched, speaking loudly, “So, we’ve finally arrived. Kinda small though, eh?”

Geumsaegi, needing to keep his cover, pointed at Oegwipali, the wolves leering over everyone, “Go and assist in bringing their luggage inside. You, Mulmangcho, you stay here.” The one eared mouse, understanding the situation, saluted properly and left to do as he was told.

“And what exactly are you doing all the way out here, Special Aide?” Mulmangcho saluted sarcastically. Best to at least pretend to be polite. He could be dead in the next minute, after all, and it would look bad if Special Aide shot someone giving a greeting. He wondered what the Special Aide had told the Wolf Unit about him, if maybe they would be fine if he was shot dead giving a greeting.

“You are on house arrest. You do not get to question why an army unit should pay a remote area a visit,” Geumsaegi played his role.

Before either of them could continue, shouts were heard as another vehicle roared wildly around the house, wolves yelping, jumping out of the way, some colliding with the walls with a thump, laughing at their close calls.

Something green and tattered flew past the window, thrown up by spinning tires.

“MY CABBAGES!” Oegwipali wailed in alarm from outside.  

Commander Seungnyangi burst into the farmhouse, eyes flashing blue, followed by the slightly shaken Officer Yeou.

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[rei-does-stuff]

Assistant Jogjebi @ Geumsaegi

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[incorrect-squirrel-and-hedgehog]

Assistant Jogjebi: English is a difficult language.

Assistant Jogjebi: It can be understood through tough thorough thought, though.

Mulmangcho: You need to stop.

Vixen: I AM A NATIVE ENGLISH SPEAKER AND FUCK THIS!

[authorazurite]

Welp, looks like I fucked around enough.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63091870

[incorrect-squirrel-and-hedgehog]

Vixen: I think I’m bi.

Assistant Jogjebi: Which one?

Vixen: …what do you mean?

Geumsaegi: Bisexual, bilingual, bipolar…

Mulmangcho: I know!

Mulmangcho: A BITCH!