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"мαу уσυя ѕσυℓ вє gσηє вυт ƒяєє."

.・。.・.・。.・゜・

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"Dσҽʂ ιƚ ɱαƚƚҽɾ ɯԋҽɾҽ I ƈαɱҽ ϝɾσɱ? I'ɱ σɳʅყ ʅσσƙιɳɠ ϝσɾɯαɾԃ, ɾҽαʅʅყ, Ⴆҽƈαυʂҽ ҽʋҽɾყƚԋιɳɠ αɾσυɳԃ ɱҽ? Tԋҽყ'ɾҽ ʂƚҽρʂ ƚσ ɠҽƚ ԋιɠԋҽɾ ιɳ ƚԋҽ ʂƙყ."
"Chen Enzo Junfeng..." Wufeng slowly nodded as he remembered the name, brows furrowed- "I'll try my best to get along but if he calls me lazy once about this, I get to ditch."

He huffed, not exactly a fan of teachers or atleast his previous teachers never really understood his condition.
ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ“I have, thank you.”

ㅤㅤ•° she had noodles earlier.

ㅤㅤ“Anyways, your teacher would come in about three days or so. Look out for a stout man with small round sunglasses. His name is Chen 'Enzo' Junfeng.“
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"...okay, I appreciate that." Wufeng sighed, nodding, "I need to get better with it anyways."

He crossed his arms, still feeling defensive but he's glad she isn't shaming him or anything.

"Have you eaten dinner yet?" He asked, once again wanting to show gratitude to her.
November 27, 2025 at 3:40 PM
"...okay, I appreciate that." Wufeng sighed, nodding, "I need to get better with it anyways."

He crossed his arms, still feeling defensive but he's glad she isn't shaming him or anything.

"Have you eaten dinner yet?" He asked, once again wanting to show gratitude to her.
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ㅤㅤ“It's not an embarrassing thing, isn't it.ᐣ Literacy rates may be on the rise due to Her Majesty's rule, but it's still common for some to be unable to read or write.”

ㅤㅤ•° she took another paper, writing a letter to be sent to a teacher.

—&—
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"I can write some english but it's not that legible though." Elis admitted, sighing as he rested his hands behind his head, "But uhh, sure, I can...learn..."

...he groaned, genuinely embarrassed about all of this, "Can you...not mention this to anyone at all? No one else really knows."
November 25, 2025 at 2:21 PM
"I can write some english but it's not that legible though." Elis admitted, sighing as he rested his hands behind his head, "But uhh, sure, I can...learn..."

...he groaned, genuinely embarrassed about all of this, "Can you...not mention this to anyone at all? No one else really knows."
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ㅤㅤ“Perhaps we can get you to study alongside my son. He cannot read or write either, not yet at the very least.”

ㅤㅤ•° she took the pen and paper from him, trying to make sense of the names. Writing by ear would be difficult, especially since some words sound similar.

—&—
This weakness of his has always been a pain in the ass and no matter what he does, the difficulty is always there. He just needs time to actually read something though but not wanting people to pick up on it, he just usually picks up on context and social cues.
November 24, 2025 at 2:43 PM
Daydreaming.

Of what?

Well, he's not sure but the stars do look pretty tonight.

...

Actually, doesn't that mean he's just regular dreaming?
a night sky filled with lots of stars and clouds
ALT: a night sky filled with lots of stars and clouds
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November 23, 2025 at 7:29 PM
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"𝕮𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖇𝖊𝖙𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖔𝖓, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖜𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖍."

― 𝖂𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖆𝖒 𝕾𝖍𝖆𝖐𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖊, 𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕷𝖊𝖆𝖗.

#OCRP#MVRP#VtMRP
November 19, 2025 at 11:47 PM
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November 22, 2025 at 2:05 PM
Wufeng grunted, "...I can't read or write because the letters are all weird to me. But with numbers..."

He began to write normal looking numbers and even mathematical symbols, "I'm good with numbers and maths. But not reading or writing."

At that, the crow man grunted in annoyance.
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ㅤㅤ“ ... You cannot write, can you.ᐣ”

ㅤㅤ•° she stared at the handwriting, wobbly and childish.

ㅤㅤ“I figured. Despite your name, you don't look like you're from around here.”

ㅤㅤ•° the crow transformation sort of gave it away.
ㅤㅤ
Write down their names...

Wufeng nodded slowly and laid them on the table, staring at each one—

He did try. He really did.

But when he tried to write the characters of the kids' names, it looked worse.
November 23, 2025 at 7:21 PM
No thoughts.

Just flight.

Pure adrenaline...until he lands on [reader]'s shoulder in crow form, actually speaking and whispering—

"You will give me that breakfast sandwich."
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November 21, 2025 at 11:17 PM
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🦇𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫 ( 𝟐𝟏+ )

🦇 𝐒𝐅𝐖 & 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖

🦇 𝐋𝐆𝐁𝐓+ 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐲

🦇 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭

˚。・゚˖ #MVRP #DarkstalkersRP #VampireRP #CAPCOMRP 🔥
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✦ ᴀᴜ Gᴏᴊᴏ Sᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ.
✦ Oᴘᴇɴ Wʀɪᴛᴇʀ ( 𝟐𝟏+ )
✦ sғᴡ & ɴsғᴡ.
✦ LGBT+ Fʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ.
✦ Mɪɴᴏʀs ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛ.

#MVRP #JujutsuKaisenRP #JJKRP
July 5, 2025 at 2:39 AM
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⠀⠀⠀˚。・゚𝐈𝐧𝐝. 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐟
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 ˚。・゚

🦇 𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫 ( 𝟐𝟏+ )

🦇 𝐒𝐅𝐖 & 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖

🦇 𝐋𝐆𝐁𝐓+ 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐲

🦇 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭

˚。・゚˖ #MVRP #DarkstalkersRP #VampireRP #CAPCOMRP
March 27, 2025 at 7:54 AM
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⠀ㅤᝰ. ࣪ ˖

⠀ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ𝑚𝑦 𝑝𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖 𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛'𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒 ,
⠀ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑡 .ᐟ ˎˊ˗

ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ⠀⠀ ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ #MVRP / #POKEMONRP
October 22, 2025 at 9:18 PM
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⠀ㅤ𐦍˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔

⠀ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦 𝑎𝑠 𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑠
⠀ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ⠀ㅤ⠀𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑢𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠 .ᐟ ˎˊ˗

ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ⠀⠀ ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ #MVRP / #PTRP
November 16, 2025 at 8:37 PM
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𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤
𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤
‎ 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪

𝕋ℍ𝕀𝕊
𝕋ℍ𝕀𝕊
𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼ℝ’𝕊 ℂℝ𝔸ℤ𝕐

#SKYRP #MVRP #BAYONETTARP
September 1, 2024 at 12:04 PM
Write down their names...

Wufeng nodded slowly and laid them on the table, staring at each one—

He did try. He really did.

But when he tried to write the characters of the kids' names, it looked worse.
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ㅤㅤ“Hm.”

ㅤㅤ•° Yingzi regarded them with some interest, taking one with a hand.

ㅤㅤ“Place them on the table, and write down their names.”

ㅤㅤ•° she sat down on the sofa again, pulling one of the pillows on her lap.

ㅤㅤ“I'll give them candies tomorrow.”
ㅤㅤ
And they were all...kinda precious, mostly made of charcoal and had some terrible handwriting, clearly that of children.
November 8, 2025 at 2:08 AM
"I did no such thing." Wufeng huffed, pausing and glancing over as he presented the plate of cabbage rolls, "Are you hungry, general? I made extras."

"Oh, and here," The crow boy held out a few scrolls, "Some kids are fans of yours. They made drawings of you and wanted to show you."
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ“You're back.“

ㅤㅤ•° the general called out from the second floor, yawning as she walked towards the stairs to go back down. She's no longer wearing her armor, but instead wore a simple white nightgown.

ㅤㅤ“I hope you didn't stir up trouble, young man.“
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He grinned, actually enjoying the kitchen and making sure to make some extras for later.

He cleaned up atleast too and Wufeng snacked as he looked around the house, touring it by himself.
November 8, 2025 at 12:31 AM
"Got it." Wufeng nodded and watched her go, checking the book and looking more at the pictures. He hummed, moving to get ready to go out again but making sure to not ruin his new clothes this time.

...

Some time later, Wufeng hummed as he came back early and began to make some cabbage rolls.
ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ“Very well.”

ㅤㅤ•° she handed the book to him, slipping in the wooden bookmark that came with it.

ㅤㅤ“Do whatever you want with it, I will go take a nap.”

ㅤㅤ•° standing up, she yawned and went to the stairs.

ㅤㅤ“Oh, and don't come home too late. I lock the gates at 9.”
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Wufeng nodded and thought about it before thinking of the kids, "You can hand it over to one of my friends. They actually like stories like that."

If not him, other kids can learn how to read and write on their own. It'll save their lives for sure.
November 7, 2025 at 6:42 AM
Wufeng nodded and thought about it before thinking of the kids, "You can hand it over to one of my friends. They actually like stories like that."

If not him, other kids can learn how to read and write on their own. It'll save their lives for sure.
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ㅤㅤ“I simply wanted to see what was so special about this book. It meant a lot to him, if I remembered correctly. Signed by the author and a special edition. I'm thinking of reselling it.”

ㅤㅤ•° just to drive down that she's uninterested in him. She's a married woman, after all.
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"Then why are you reading it?" Wufeng asked, leaning in curiously to look at the cover, "Huh... I wonder what the thought process behind it is like." He chuckled.
November 7, 2025 at 2:27 AM
"Then why are you reading it?" Wufeng asked, leaning in curiously to look at the cover, "Huh... I wonder what the thought process behind it is like." He chuckled.
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ㅤㅤ•° she raised the book.

ㅤㅤ“This is an anthology series about a warrior. High fantasy. Not to my liking, but one of my soldiers gifted it to me in an honestly pathetic attempt to woo me.”

ㅤㅤ•° but that was five years ago, and the soldier transferred away to Szechuan.
ㅤㅤ
The crow was perched on the seat now, staring at the book that she was reading, "So...that's it? You're here alone?"

He huffed, looking at her now directly—poking, prodding...

There's something lonesome with how he's curled up like that, still where he sat.

"...what are you reading about?"
November 7, 2025 at 1:37 AM
The crow was perched on the seat now, staring at the book that she was reading, "So...that's it? You're here alone?"

He huffed, looking at her now directly—poking, prodding...

There's something lonesome with how he's curled up like that, still where he sat.

"...what are you reading about?"
ㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤ“I have three maids that alternate weekly. They don't live here, and only come during the afternoon to clean when I'm not home.”

ㅤㅤ•° her eye met the young man's, and she raised an eyebrow.

ㅤㅤ“They don't work on the weekends.”
...how lonely this house feels and even moreso when he stared at the general, remembering her fierceness earlier and his motherly way of treating him.

Elis sighed and nodded, "...we did eat a lot."

He looked around, moving to sit near, "You don't have any servants here? Just you and your family?"
November 6, 2025 at 9:25 AM
...how lonely this house feels and even moreso when he stared at the general, remembering her fierceness earlier and his motherly way of treating him.

Elis sighed and nodded, "...we did eat a lot."

He looked around, moving to sit near, "You don't have any servants here? Just you and your family?"
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ㅤㅤ“My other son. My wife, though she recently moved out to the palace.”

ㅤㅤ•° the general flipped another page, before deciding to close the book. It's an old book, one that's almost crumbling.

ㅤㅤ“I'm still full, young man. And my son won't return until ... a while ... ”
"Hey, I'm not a terrible cook! I can make some really good spring rolls." Wufeng huffed, walking off, "...who else lives here, anyways? I'll make extras, it's like uhh...payment for the ramen."

He's gonna work the hell out of things if possible. He'd seriously rather not feel like he owes someone.
November 5, 2025 at 8:35 AM
"Hey, I'm not a terrible cook! I can make some really good spring rolls." Wufeng huffed, walking off, "...who else lives here, anyways? I'll make extras, it's like uhh...payment for the ramen."

He's gonna work the hell out of things if possible. He'd seriously rather not feel like he owes someone.
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ㅤㅤ“Go on ahead. There's fresh vegetables and meat. Don't touch the bell peppers, though. I'm planning to do something with them later.”

ㅤㅤ•° she flipped a page on the book, reading it down.

ㅤㅤ“And don't burn anything down.”
"Oh, uhh..." Elis looked over, feeling a little awkward before asking, "...can I make some food in the kitchen?" He looked around, "If you don't mind. I'm not really that tired and I don't really like not doing anything sooo..."

Cooking. Flying. Seeking out his friends to tell them he's not dead.
November 4, 2025 at 10:26 AM
"Oh, uhh..." Elis looked over, feeling a little awkward before asking, "...can I make some food in the kitchen?" He looked around, "If you don't mind. I'm not really that tired and I don't really like not doing anything sooo..."

Cooking. Flying. Seeking out his friends to tell them he's not dead.
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ㅤㅤ“No training today. Go back to your room and rest.”

ㅤㅤ•° she turned back to the sofa, picking up a thick book she left on it earlier today.

ㅤㅤ“We will start training next week, when you're more used to living here.”
Wufeng looked at the general, relaxing a little at the touch before wincing— That is a bump. He didn't have that before.

"...uhhh, so what training do we do now?" He asked, pushing her hand away and smiling awkwardly.
November 4, 2025 at 7:01 AM
Wufeng looked at the general, relaxing a little at the touch before wincing— That is a bump. He didn't have that before.

"...uhhh, so what training do we do now?" He asked, pushing her hand away and smiling awkwardly.
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ㅤㅤ•° Yingzi sighed, approaching him and fixing the sash and the hanfu with firm hands, before moving her hand up to his head and brushing it with her fingers.

ㅤㅤ“You still have dirt and dust on your hair, Wufeng.”

ㅤㅤ•° but otherwise, he looked fine.
ㅤㅤ
Except he's put the sash on a bit wrong and his hanfu is a little crooked. Also his hair needs a helluva lot of brushing.
November 3, 2025 at 1:37 PM