#& time is DRAGGING because I want my appointment to be rn

[geryone]

Y’all think I can sleep for the next 36 hours

[rayroseu]

You know what's sick as hell about the design of the Briar Senates??? It's that their design mirrors the weapon of the Draconias 😭✨

I know they're getting flak rn bcs they feel like "boomers who's against any progress because they value toxic tradition" but i don't really think they're like... entirely evil lol or the root of every bad thing that happened in Malleus'/Lilia's life (though im side eyeing them as one of the perpetrators still lol)

Tbh, removing them would also cause more harm (just some social issues inside the fae society tbh) than good imo, (I know many ppl say this bcs they think removing the Senates would make it possible for the peace between human and faes, but the thing is, the Senates aren't the only group that thinks this way, almost the entirety of Briar Valley does lol so forcibly removing them now would only come off as "Malleus forcing "human ideals" on the faes just because he has spent 4 years with the humans"(plus is the understanding between humans and faes truly achieved if you try to silence one group(even if that group is kinda disagreeable with anything human related lol), plus realistically the faes would trust their fellow faes first rather than some humans,

so for me, Briar Senates doesn't give off the vibe of toxic old people who drags others down in their toxic practices (while that can be an accurate description i feel like it generalizes too much about their behaviour), rather than that, Briar Senates feels more like thorns, like thorns that surrounds Briar Valley, they're not exactly harmful unless you go against them, but ultimately they're still protection for Briar Valley.

Which makes it fitting that their design has a similarity with the Draconia's weapon, they're the thorns that protects the Draconias, even if it means sheltering them.

And, tbh, if the Senates other job is to ensure Draconias lives, they're kinda doing a "decent job"??? If we can assume through Maleficia's (and Malleus' case), since we didnt hear about her leaving the Senate's side, she managed to survive for so long, unlike Meleanor😭 Also could explain why they're so enraged when Lilia arrived with the news that Meleanor died and why they hated the weak bcs what would weakness could protect JJDSJD Kinda wish their hatred against Lilia wasnt that he was a weak bat fae, but rather they doubled down on the fact he failed protecting Meleanor, imagine if Gen. Lilia wasnt as great in magic as the fae nobles were, yet he still managed to earn a position beside the Princess, all that hard work only to fail at the most crucial time, it wouldve make sense in the Senates' side to say, "Meleanor shouldnt have appointed him" (because "he's weak from the start")

oh additionally, this is just my assumption, bcs I felt like the way the Senates recoiled when Lilia hatched the egg was kinda... random?? so this is my made up reason lol Remember, the Senates were adamant that Maleficia should only be the one to hatch the egg because she's a Draconia, but Lilia did it and he's not a Draconia, What if because Lilia hatched the egg, it also affected the development of Malleus?? Like maybe for instance, it affected Malleus' lifespan, maybe he still lives more than one thousand years but he won't live for another thousand years like a pure Draconia because he's been hatched by Lilia as opposed to who they wanted it to be, which is Maleficia, OF COURSE Lilia hatching the egg is heaps better than Malleus dying before being born, but this is just my auto thoughts regarding the random hate reaction the Senates did when Lilia hatched Malleus lol

Interestingly, the placement of the stone of Draconia against the thorns (of the Senates) can also be hinted at their relationship with them??? In Meleanor's case, her stone is on top of the thorns, which may indicate that she's not under the Senate's commands or that its just telling she just lived distantly from the Senates, most importantly her stone is bigger than the thorns which may tell the fact that the Senates worships her because she's powerful and greater than them, and she's not someone who can be trapped/ordered around within the Senates. But, tragically, in Malleus' case, his stone is under the thorns, like its telling that he's under the Senates protection at all cost and his stone is little compared to Meleanor's because he's still young.

I also have a theory that the Senates are part of Briar Valley's land, like its been canonically said that they're the dead faes of Briarland, which makes think that their death is similar to the death of Conall from Maleficent 2, when Conall was buried, his body literally morphed to the land, which makes me think this is how the Senates used to be buried, when they die, they become one with the land, that's why you can't just remove them, when they are literally the Lands of Briar Valley,,,, get it lol

Though this is making me think that if this is the case then Maleficia's city,,, if the Senate's presence are the strongest there bcs that's where they're nearly buried, does that mean around Black Scale Castle is just lowkey a graveyard.... Is that why Halloween is special for Briar Valley bcs they have close ties/respect for the dead and Halloween is essentially about honoring the dead 😭✨

Off topic, but maybe the thorns part of the Draconia's staff may also tell about their age. Notice how Meleanor's staff has 3 twists which may tell that she's atleast 300~ years old, (if each twists signifies a century), while Malleus' staff only has one twist on its thorns which is accurate considering he's only 178 years old (one century).

If this is true, I'm kinda curious about Maleficia's staff... does that mean hers will be convered in thorns (she needs at least 7 twists (7 centuries~ and more) there on her staff 😭✨)

[morlock-holmes]

We are now, what, two three years into the Adderall shortage, and I have been informed by my pharmacy that their next order will arrive during a weekday in November.

Yes, that is how specific the information is.

The amount they will get in November will almost certainly not fill all extant prescriptions, so it will be distributed to whoever calls in and asks for the prescription to be filled on that day.

There is no automated method for informing customers whether the pharmacy has received a shipment, you must call and speak to a pharmacy representative.

This is a very small version of what I assume it must have been like to live in the Soviet Union: Every single decision maker insisting that they are actually operating at 110% efficiency and there are no further improvements that could be made, while meanwhile shortages drag on for literal years and everything grinds to a halt in a bureaucratic mire.

Like, the fact that the way to fix this is to literally call the pharmacy every day and talk to a person means that all of the pharmacists are wasting a tremendous amount of time for, and I cannot stress this enough, literally no reason whatsoever except sheer laziness and apathy on the part of Albertsons management.

In other news, you may remember that after calling four different "Health Homes" that my insurance accepts as PCPs, I got an appointment for 9:40 AM on Christmas Eve. Luckily, they have a telehealth program called "Bridges" which allows you to speak to an RN to get basic health care while you are waiting out the effects of the national Physician shortage that all of our politicians are pretending doesn't exist for some reason.

As best as I can tell, my insurance rejected the claim from the bridges team because they want me to use my Health Home. The one I don't have because they don't have any openings. The one that the bridges team is supposed to cover for until you get establishing care.

I wonder if the people who do health insurance claims ever wonder how many suicides they've caused when they go to bed at night.

[daezedglownut]

Vent post, fyi if you want to keep scrolling lol

Waiting for the diazepam to kick in and alleviate some of this chronic pain. Not just my dicky neck, but also my lower back too. God forbid I have a lie-in for once in my life. Apparently my body can only ever be in constant pain, or (in very rare instances) “too relaxed” - which leads to me rolling over in bed and inevitably slipping something and spending the next week in varying degrees of agony.

Last physio was useless. Was referred by the hospital on the understanding that the physio people would be able to refer me for scans and possible injections because of the nerve pains and weakness in my hands.

Only to be told by the physio “no, we don’t do that”, which suddenly changed to “well, we COULD technically, but if that car crash you were in years ago broke anything, that would’ve healed by now, so a scan is just a waste of time/money. Anyway, let’s give you all these exercises you’ve already done ad nauseam that haven’t improved your quality of life whatsoever :)”

Not to mention I have to ration pain pills and muscle relaxants because if I went to the doctor every time I had indescribably pain that almost makes me call in sick at work, I’m made to feel like a junkie chasing their next fix.

All I saw during this last group physio appointment was middle aged people considerably overweight, taking shit like tramadol and gabapentin or pregabalin, and jfc it was like I could see my inevitable future bc my only coping mechanism rn is comfort eating that’s evolved over the years into what I’m pretty sure is binge eating disorder, and I miss the days when I was almost thin, and could walk over 10,000 steps every day, and my lower back only felt a little tight sometimes - not this living hell I’m in right now. And if I see one more fuck say “well you can be obese and healthy actually uwu” I’m gonna McFucking Lose It because I’m one BMI point into obese territory rn and I have never felt so fucking bad in my life.

If I’m addicted to anything, it’s high sugar, refined carbs, and that shit is poison plain and simple. There was a time where I had the willpower to consume the tiniest amount of that shit, and felt infinitely better. I didn’t have brain fog. I wasn’t angry all the time. My general mood wasn’t as reactionary to stress. Even my autism wasn’t as easily triggered by sounds or stresses. I felt fucking fantastic.

And I can’t even begin to drag myself back into that way of living. I’ve been sad and fat and overeating and in pain for too long. It’s easier than ever to make excuses and not go for a long walk - because as amazing as I feel right after, the next day I’ll be paying for it as my entire body protests trying to get out of bed.

The last thing my hyper mobile joints need is for me to be sedentary. I literally need to build muscle around them for the pain to lessen or go away completely. But I’m at fucking rock bottom, and all the doctors seem to want to prescribe me like candy is fucking antidepressants - which I won’t fucking take ever again because every single one does not agree with my autism - and don’t start me on how the only ones left that I haven’t tried are all anti-cholineric. Like I need the fucking added worry that being on that shit long-term could amp up my risk of getting dementia later on in life. No fucking thank you.

The only good habit I’ve been able to maintain recently is taking my various multivitamins every day without fail. But I still feel drained and depleted and haven’t the energy to do anything - and so I’ve also become addicted to high caffeine energy drinks. The best thing I can say is that they’re sugar free, but that’s little comfort given that my cause of death will probably be my heart exploding someday 🙃

[mugenloopdalove]

oh nice, you probably have a good idea what it's like then. sometimes i feel bad for the people just getting into overnight work because you really don't know what it's like until you're on shift. anyways, you probably know this stuff already but the best advice i can give is that, like, sometimes you're going to have to force yourself to go outside and touch grass. not in the tumblr way, but in the "i accidentally haven't seen the sun in 3 days and now my brain is melting" kind of way. basically, even if you think you don't need it, you need to see the light of day every few days or your brain turns to soup. and if your brain starts to feel like it's on fire, it's probably time to go sit in the sun for a few hours.

some other things i've noticed/tips: overnight work can get really boring, so i started playing a bunch of games that scratch my brain but are short. i think idol games are probably good for this but i personally took up word games, crosswords, and solitaire. it also helps me to keep a list of things to do when i get bored out of my mind on shift. loneliness is also a really big problem for overnight workers, so i recommend finding something in your off time where you're seeing people face to face. i volunteer, but sometimes i just wander around main st of my town so i can see people in real life, even if i don't talk to them. i've found that a lot of little things like that help, even if i don't think they will.

i also want to say that balancing time can be a nightmare in a way that day shift workers don't understand. having all of your 'personal time' before work can actually really suck, so please make sure to build in at least an hour of downtime before you go to bed after shift. going to bed directly after work sucks in so many ways. people are also gonna be shitty about it, particular people you make appointments with or talk to on the phone. i had to record a very blunt phone message saying not to call me before 1 pm because my family was giving me so much shit about not being up in the mornings. it was a little rudely worded, but it worked. i recommend just being firm with anyone who tries to say anything (ie "I won't be there, it's before my wake up time, that's final")

that's all i got for now (actually about to get off of my shift rn l o l) but i really wish you the best of luck. i think of you as a friend even though we don't talk much and i hope this works for you. i hope you're able to get this job if you want it and i hope working overnights works out for you if that's what you'd like to do. (also i know you have kitties so pls give one a pat from me, your strange rambly anon? ty)

OH YEAH FOR SURE, i had a bit of whiplash when i first started even tho ive always been the kind of person that stays up til the sun is up lol. and my husband was the same (it was even worse for them bc they used to be more of a morning person before starting overnight and literally went from working 6:30am-6:30pm to doing the opposite)

YEP i struggle w this anyway and my husband drags me places so i can get out. my husband themself goes on hikes w our dog sometimes, i dont rlly think i could manage that bc walking hard but maybe if i brought my cane and we found some short trails :) but even just like. going to the store while its still light out would probably work (even though thats near impossible this time of year. love winter but why do they turn off the lights so early)

oh yeah, when i worked overnight i was usually like, playin lil puzzle games and stuff, or reading. i got a LOT of reading done back then. this job is kind of a cleaning job from what i can tell so i might not have time for that kind of stuff, but who knows, ill probably have some downtime. it also sounds like ill have coworkers but i def felt the loneliness when i was at the gas station. luckily my brother was enough and im sure my husband will be, and i know ill at the very least have a supervisor (my husband is lucky they have lots of coworkers, many of wish they consider friends on their shift lol)

yeah, hubby sometimes goes to bed right after if theyre like. on their 3rd shift in a row, but they usually make time to chat. i usually would stay up and scroll tumblr for a bit after work, i can't sleep right after work either unless im just TIRED tired.

OH DONT GET ME STARTED ON PEOPLE NOT UNDERSTANDING YOURE NOT AVAILABLE DURING THE DAY i think my PARENTS would at least know because theyre used to it from me working overnight a year+ when i lived there, and my brother doing overnight work as well, but like. in general my husband has such a hard time getting people, their parents included, to understand "hey i am not available during the day" (but since when did my in laws understand a fuckin thing in the world)

thank you very much!!! i hope u have a good shift friend ^^

[makuta-tobi]

im on my thinnest nerve rn work has dragged me through the mud all fucking week, the animals are getting to be too much (im just over halfway done with this) and its gotten to the point where i legitimately had to go slam a door because the dog started barking for no reason and i came very close to pushing her while she was at the top of the stairs because i cant fucking take it i cant even sit here and be alone because chessa keeps coming up and like swatting at my arm and if i go downstairs then pierre is all at my feet chasing me and running into me and yelling so loud and the dog just gets up and starts barking at absolutely nothing and its this sharp loud fucking sound

and i wanted to just get up and leave but where the fuck would i go i cant afford to drive too far because im low on gas and i need to save what i have until i can get my hands on a cheque that works owes me but even if i had gas money like where would i go, to some park where i would be sitting in the rain and just getting wet and be entirely fucking bored the whole time

my body hurts so fucking much from everything and im so tired like exhausted but also sleepy but they wont let me go to sleep until at least 10 o clock so i can't fucking take a nap and im just worn out and even though im off the next 2 days i have to use that time to catch up on cleaning around the house and shopping and i have an appointment and then on thursday i have to go help brandee with a stream which will probably be fun but its just another thing on my plate and then im right back to work where im going to be treated like a fucking pack mule again because im literally the only reliable person who works there anymore apparently like outside of the supervisors im literally the only person who agrees to be there for full time, and even then i dont work full time so i dont get the benefits of doing that anyways like fucking insurance lmfao but they sure do see me and say well youre reliable so can you do these extra tasks today even though we said you wouldnt have to do anything more give me a fucking break

[zukuist]

long distance [hcs]

“you’re travelling for a internship, needing to leave the prefecture for 3 weeks— so now what, now that you’re gone?”

includes: shinsou hitoshi, midoriya izuku, bakugou katsuki

your name is shortened to y/n, gn reader

notes: so.. i changed my url :)) i decided to change it early on my tumblr experience. i was gonna do shouto and kirishima but.. yeah, will add that in another post.

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shinsou hitoshi

at first, he was like “oh ok.” because he thought that you were just leaving for a few days

but nooo, you had to leave the area for 3 entire weeks.

21 entire days

:(

really bummed about that. what’s he supposed to look forward to after school?

since y’all usually hangout after school, he needs to change that since you’re not there.

the entire vibe is different. regardless if you’re upbeat or calm around him— it doesn’t feel complete

on the brighter note, whenever he passes by a cat, he sends a bunch of pictures of them.

it’s even at the most random times of the day, and you still manage to open them and comment on them every single time he sends one

he questions what you’re doing if the timezones are very different, but you never give him concrete answers

he also ends up staring at pictures of you, trying to recall what being with you’s like.

calls are very frequent and random, and they last for hours

he looks forward to just picking up his phone and calling your number as soon as he’s free

even if he’s nocturnal, and even if you beg him to sleep.

he’ll complain about the fact that you have to be gone for sooo long,

but you only smile sadly— telling him you’ll see him soon.

not one to meet you at the airport/trainstation, but as soon as you tell him you’re back

he’s asking for your location :)

then he’s dragging you back to his place, hands enlaced in yours as he puts you in one of his hoodies,

cuddling you, as he takes in your scent, missing you as a whole.

bonus : you gave him cat souvenirs, almost as a “im sorry for being away for too long”

midoriya izuku

stays wide awake the day before you leave

he’s just unable to rest, knowing you’ll be miles away from him— for 3 long weeks

at first, he’ll just drown himself in practice and training,

because he knows it’s not good to be worrying about you too much, that’ll look a little excessive

but he finds himself thinking about you the majority of the day, glancing at the clock very often— as he can’t wait to tell you about his day

he’ll send you a message every hour, just to see if you’re okay, because you could be in danger rn and he wouldn’t know

and he’ll ask you how the place is, how the weather is like— and if you’re having difficulty in sleeping due to the timezone differences

(if it’s really different)

he thinks to himself out loud more

whenever he sees something— he’ll comment out loud like “hm, i wonder what y/n thinks about this.. i should tell them later!”

lots of video calls. and most of the time, y’all accidentally leave the call on—

leaving inko to find his son still calling his s/o at 12 in the morning (don’t ask why she’s awake at that time LMAO)

the calls are either him going on a word dump, desperate to talk to you

or it’s just him staring at you through the screen— missing you dearly.

he’s almost complaining lol

will offer to pick you up at the airport/train station because he wants to,

eagerly walking towards the station/port, excited to see you finally. oh, and he’ll also offer to carry your bags.

he’ll also be holding a stuffed animal with flowers in his hand, eyes lighting up at the sight of you

because he wants you to take the stuffed animal with him the next time you travel far away

bonus : he keeps the souveniers you gifted him somewhere special, kept away from danger

bakugou katsuki

his first reaction to you needing to leave the area is “okay, and?? what’d you want me to say?”

until he finds out it’s for 3 weeks, 21 days.

he hates it already, and he’ll be kinda mad at you— like.. why’d you need to leave for that long?

katsuki looks fine on the outside, acting pretty normal for bakugou katsuki.

however, he finds himself staring at your empty spot almost every hour

he hates being annoyed, but not if it’s you :(

this mf is never the texting or calling type of person— but because you’re so far away from him >:T

he’ll call you 2 hours before his appointed bed time, disappearing into his room and locking it— just so he can hear your voice

he’ll openly complain “why is the day going so slow? and why do you even need to stay there for that long, idiot.”

then he’ll proceed to request a video call, wanting to see your face. even just a quick look

he’ll probably admit it at some point, but baku will hint to you that he misses you

“it’s not the same without your dumbass here. i don’t know. there’s somethin’ missing here damnit.”

as your arrival back home approaches..

he goes quiet, his mind running wild on what he wants to do as soon as you get back

will surprise you at the airport/train station. because who warns people now these days? tch.

will probably give you a minute headsup— before he appears right infront of you, demanding for you bags

then midway the walk back, he’ll kiss the crown of your head— because he just couldn’t contain yourself

then he’s throwing you on his bed, and trapping you in his arms. grumbling that you shouldn’t leave for that long again.

bonus : will totally act like he didn’t miss you at all the next day. you’ll be like 🤨 uh.. okay

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©️ izukulie 2021, bnha|mha belongs to horikoshi kohei. do not steal ❕

[0ghostwriter0]

PARANOIA // Thomas Shelby

Chapter One // Chapter Two // Chapter Three

Fandom: PEAKY BLINDERS | BBC

Pairing: thomas shelby x original character

Timeline: post season five

Warnings: sexual language, extreme profanity and racial slurs, explicit scenes, gory detailing, triggering topics, drug use and abuse, alcohol use and abuse, underaged consumption of alcohol and smoking.

Description: In which the Birmingham boss finds a new ally in London and perhaps something more

Upon Tommy's return home, the bleak winter had taken a turn for the worse. Clear windows were now shivering under soft snow. The morning's milkman had delivered a frozen bottle under the frosty dawn light. Ghostly, The cold cobbled streets of Birmingham held a touch on notoriety with each step taken by the MP. Following his icy return home, Thomas Shelby had moved his family back to the working streets of their past home. At first, this request was vetoed but after a long week fighting with Lizzie more than any other member of the family, the Shelby's were back in Small Heath.

Thomas Shelby, in all of his distinction, entered the Garrison, a simple ghost of its former life, a pub in the rebuilt Small Heath. The place to avoid, as the Shelby clan had cleared it out to hold a family meeting. Among the present, there subsisted Ada, Polly, Arthur but no sign of Fin or Michael. Muttering quietly, Ada and Pol discussed plans for the newest Shelby babe. There was a comforting joy between the two women but Tommy, he was a whole mood on his own. As Fin finally broke through the doors behind him, the stoic brother only looked up to draw a cigarette to his lips.

"Fin!" Arthur's voice boomed as he pointed at the youngest brother while Ada pulled up another chair. Huffing heavily, the young boy took his place at the table. Leaning forward to address the table, Arthur wanted to know everything about the business in London.

"Come on Tom, tell us what's been 'appening in London then" Ada interrupted before Arthur could get a word out. Taking a drag of the lit bud, Thomas leant back to locate an object lodged in his inner jacket pocket. Due to the morning frost that stuck to the charcoal jacket, Tommy's shivers at the cold interior pocket. Softly, the MP plucks a small photograph of an honest woman. The delicate still graces the table contrasting the rugged face of his eldest brother.

"This is the woman-" Thomas began before Ada jumped in.

"Lucille Hughes, Tommy why are we doing business with the Hughes?" she questioned as the image was of a woman shed befriended during her time in London.

"HUGHES! This is why you TWO decided to go to London without... Wait this is why we had to come back, what did you do Thomas Shelby" Polly piped up as her gaze scattered between Arthur and the MP. Before Arthur could say anything to defend their actions, Tommy had already started chuckling to himself as he stubbed out the smoke. His mind wandered to how his sister knew more about Lucille than he did. The dirty blonde curls appeared, once again, in the clouds of his mind.

"Alright, Ms Hughes is open to discussing business with Shelby Limited, right Arthur?" Arthur sent a nod towards Tommy as his brother continued to smirk. In response, Ada and Pol both raised a brow while staring wildly at the MP.

"Tom, the Hughes will have your head if they find out you two are in cahoots," Ada illustrated to the icy blue-eyed man.

"Not me, us, Shelby Company Limited distilleries" Tommy followed up but Ada's frown confirmed his suspicions.

"Livelihood at risk" the words of the beautiful businesswoman echoed in the blinders mind like a harmonious lyric stuck on a gramophone. Thomas pierced his lips together as his mind was thrown back to leaving her office four days ago.

As Lucille walked towards the door of her office go see him out, Tommy took the time to admire the figure. Carefully, looking her up and down, the taller woman confused him. No ring. No tan line. No person. His eyes were constantly drawn back to the image of a strong working woman that resided on her bulky desk. While he was out of view, Tommy stripped the image of Ms Hughes from the desktop. His smile dropped as she turned down his business proposal. Standing immediately, the MP knew he'd have to woo and impress the woman but also look for holes in her business- her masterpiece.

"-Good day, Mr Shelby and send my regards to your dear brother." That was the last thing he wished to hear from her lips. She had sent him away without a second thought and instead of insulting him, this act had further intrigued Tommy. Unwillingly, Tommy exited the modest office into the dense space where the secretary sat fidgeting in her seat. While brushing off his long cotton coat, he zoned out to the exchanged between Ms Hughes and the younger worker until his ears perked up at "Lucille" She was sweet. The young secretary hadn't meant to call her boss by her first name in front of a potential client but instead of correcting the young woman, Lucille (a name me now knew because of that slip up) smiled and retreated to the bare main office.

"Pleasure to meet you Mrs Dennet" Quickly, Tommy plucked a business card from his wintered coat and tossed it to the fumbling woman. During his walk out of the converted warehouse, Tommy took note of the red lights that appeared as he drifted away from the Hughes. As he watched the way the red lights shifting back to a mundane position, he saw the guns held close to their chests. She has security. No. She has people who watch her movements. On Thomas' way out of London, he was constantly drawn back to the image of Lucille he had lifted from her office.

With a cough, Thomas was snapped out of the ripe recollections of his appointment with the elegant woman. Pol smirked as she finally discerned why Thomas was persistent about attempting business with the Hughes. Straightening up his suit, the MP cleared his throat before the Shelbys resumed their meeting about expansion. After three hours and two bottles of whiskey, Thomas got each of his kin on board even Michael who had shown up over an hour tardy.

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[pallas-cat]

for the get to know me asks: every number that has 6 in it and all the odd numbers from one to 11

THANK YOU SO MUCH FRIEND!!

let's do this

1. What were your summers like as a kid? In between goofing off on the family PC and daytrips accross quebec. Couldn't ever really camp because $$ and pets to keep home. I remember way more mayflys and way less heatwaves.

3. Who was your childhood hero? Steve Irwin (RIP) and J*lie Payette (RIP but for different reasons 💀💀)

5. What do you find most attractive about your crush? [REDACTED INFORMATION] nah forreal I've always been partial to someone's artistic sensibility, whether it's music/visual arts/writing . give me passionate and honest takes about your fave art medium babes.

6. What’s your favorite outfit? im a cartoon character so i rarely stray from my t-shirt/grey hooded vest/jeans combo, that said I've been enjoying that one flannel shirt+skinny black jeans one lately because I'm stuck in the past <3

7. Does seeing people in love make you happy? Sad? Annoyed? A case of Rationally Happy and knowing that (all kinds of) love is the point of everything, Bitter/Sad/Lonely about myself emotionally. I'll get out of that mindset eventually, I'm just depressed as I am writing ✌

9. What CD did you play to death as a kid? GREEN DAY INTERNATIONAL SUPERHITS BABEY CD got scratched w time and overuse ;w;

11. What song has the most relatable song lyrics to you? I got a bunch but given this morning, I Go To Extremes by Billy Joel 🙃

16. What’s your favorite feature of yours? um usually my hair? it's not at it's best rn but it's thick+a nice dark brown so

26. Did you enjoy high school? i am bi and twice neurodivergent if that answers that question

36. If you could learn one language fluently what would it be? From the ones I semi master rn it'd be german cause it's trickier for me to be fluent in as opposed to spanish which i actually enjoy speaking From scratch tho i reaaaally wanna learn arabic

46. Do you have any tattoos or want to get one? None yet but I know what to get+which artist to contact i just...need to make that appointment lmfao

56. Favorite dessert? you know i'm not a huge sweet tooth but Raspberry/Strawberry cheesecake (the american/NYC style not japanese style), I enjoy most mixes of fruit+vanilla pudding too

66. Would you make the first move to ask someone out? only if i am confident in my shot! that said ngl unless it's a crush im intimidated by I'd actually prefer to be the one asking because I've been too often dragged in relationships/sexual encounters to be really comfortable with a situation where I'm like "uh so this is happening, gotta go with the flow ig".

76. What’s your favorite feature about your best friend? i got multiple close friends but i think the common denominator is honesty + liking pub nights

86. What are you most comfortable sleeping in? PJs or death, preferably long ones unless it's super hot out

96. What’s the first thing you think of when you wake up most mornings? "ugh, fuck" im not a morning person even if i wake up early 💀

[twinklecheeks]

Friends With Benefits (Jeff Wittek Imagine) Part 8

Summary: Jeff and Y/N have been hooking up for a while. The whole vlog squad assumes they’re dating and Y/N does too but Jeff doesn’t like labels. He eventually starts to express interest in Natalie.

Note: Planning on making this a multiple part series, depending on how good it does.  You’re 21 & Latina in this (maybe) series. Also, I’d like to apologize for the typos, if there is any. I’m just illiterate lmao.  

Warnings! Pregnancy, Mentions of sex.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 , Part 5, Part 6, Part 7,  

Word Count: 1.4k

Since last night, all y/n could think about Jeff telling her that he loved her! She doesn’t know whether it’s her actual feelings or her hormones making her crazy. She didn’t think that Jeff would try to step up and admit his wrong doings. Was she still in love w/ him? How is she gonna survive the weekend in Big Bear w/ him AND David??

Jeff: *texts y/n* Hey, I’ll be there in 20.

Y/n: Okay, see you soon :)

Y/n pov:

*talking to the mirror while doing makeup* Ugh fuck me. I hope I look cute. WAIT what the fuck am I saying? It’s only Jeff. But he’s the father of your kids. But you haven’t broken up with David yet. So you can’t think that way. Jeff probably thinks you look gross anyways. Last time he fucked you, you had a bangin ass body and now you’re a beached whale. Ugh the last time he fucked me… That was… Ugh, I’m getting horny just thinking about it… David is sweet and gentle but Jeff is something else. They way he would-  Why tf am I thinking about fucking Jeff before an appointment? I swear these hormones mess with me at the wrong times... Jesus take the wheel!

Jeff: Hey, I’m outside.

Y/n: I’ll be down in a sec.

Y/n: *looks in the mirror one last time* Please don’t be a dumb bitch today…

Car Ride

Y/n: Heyy, you nervous?

Jeff: A little. They’re not gonna poke you with needles and shit, right?

Y/n: No but if they see something wrong, they’re gonna have to.

Jeff: Oh I hope not..

Y/n: So how was your Thanksgiving?

Jeff: It was boring as usual. My mom asked me questions about my dating life.

Y/n: Really? And what did you say?

Jeff: That I was on a break… But Karyn knew something was up.

Y/n: Did she drag you to filth?

Jeff: Maybe…

Y/n: That’s why I loved Karyn. She’ll always tell you anything straight up.

Jeff: *Smiles* Good thing she did.

5 month Ultrasound appointment

Doctor: Well hello y/n, your belly sure has grown.

Y/n: Haha I definitely feel it growing.

Doctor: *sees Jeff* And your name is?

Jeff: Oh I’m Jeff, I’m the father.

Doctor: Well, I’m glad you were able to join y/n today. You excited to see the babies?

Jeff: For sure. Can you also do the 4D ultrasound?

Doctor: Since my next appointment isn’t for another 2.5 hours, I’ll be able to do it.

Y/n: *lifts up her shirt*

Doctor: *Put’s the jelly on y/n’s stomach* And those are your 2 little girls. Looks like one of them is a little shy today.

Jeff: Wow. It’s really them. Two girls. Two little princesses.

Y/n: *looks at Jeff in the eyes* Yeah. Two little princesses.

Doctor: *turns of the heart monitor*

Jeff: *speaking in his head* Two little princesses. Two strong heartbeats. Boy you were fucking stupid to ever have treated y/n the way you did. I’m gonna be a dad to two girls. Fuck, I swear if any boys hurt my baby girls, they’re gonna fucking regret hurting my kids. If one or both of them are into girls, then it’s y/n job to chase after them. I don’t care how my kids will turn out in life, I just know I will love them no matter what.

Y/n: *looks at Jeff* Are you okay?

Jeff: *has tears in his eyes* Huh what? *wipes his tears* Nah I’m good. Totally cool.

Doctor: And now I’m going to switch to the 4D, and those are your babies.

Jeff: They kinda look like aliens.

Doctor: All babies on 4D look like Aliens haha. Oop it looks like the shy twin is being a little troublemaker already. It looks like she’s giving us the middle finger.

Jeff: Yup she is for sure daddy’s little princess already.

Doctor: I’ll print all the pictures out and do you mind if we run some tests on both of you today? When it gets to the halfway mark, we like to run tests on both biological parents to see if there’s a chance of abnormalities with the child. We can see on both ultrasounds that everything looks fine but we’d just like to make sure.

Jeff: Yeah sure. How long would test results come back in?

Doctor: Since it’s getting close to Christmas and not many people are coming in at the moment. Might come back in 48-72 hours max, might be even faster.

Y/n: Okay that’s fine.

*After the appointment*

Y/n: Was it just me or were you crying at the appointment.

Jeff: Cryin? Haha you wish. It’s allergies. I think some dust went into my eye.

Y/n: Okay big tough guy.

Jeff: You hungry?

Y/n: That’s the dumbest question you can ever ask a pregnant girl. Of course I’m hungry!

Jeff: In n Out?

Y/n: You know me too well.

Jeff: You nervous about the test results?

Y/n: A little but no one that I know of in my family has a condition or anything.

Jeff: Yeah neither do mine. Karyn’s kids came out just fine.

Y/n: Hopefully the results come back after we get home from Big Bear cause we’re already leaving tomorrow.

Jeff: You were also gonna break up with David after…

Y/n: Ughhhh. Why does so much have to happen during the holidays?

Everybody meeting at David’s house the next day (12/14/19)

David: Okay so in my tesla, it’s me, y/n, Natalie, Jason, Zane, Jonah and Suzie. In Toddy’s, it’s him, Jeff, Matt. I know the rest of Jonah’s family is coming. Carly and Erin are driving up with Mariah & Heath. I feel like we’re missing people.

Jason: I think that’s everyone.. .I don’t know. This is a big group.

Natalie: Not to mention that there’s more people coming later.

Y/n: David, can I talk to you?

David: Yeah sure.  

Y/n: Sooo, Jeff apologized for everything the other day…

David: He did? When was this?

Y/n: About 2 days ago

David: So you’ve kept this from me for 2 days? I thought you would’ve told me sooner…

Y/n: Ummm I don’t know where all this attitude is coming from but I didn’t need to tell you. He is the father of my kids after all, not you.

David: Well thanks for reminding me… Maybe you can ride with him since he’s the father.

Y/n: If you’re going to keep acting like this because Jeff is actually doing something right for once, THIS is not going to work out between us.

David: If that’s how you feel, then so be it.

Y/n: Fine then. *turns to Carly* Hey, can I ride w/ you & Erin?

Carly: Of course.

*Everybody stands around awkwardly after seeing what happened*

Car ride to Big Bear

Carly: Wait, David actually got mad at you because Jeff apologized?

Y/n: Basically. He came at me with an attitude but didn’t think he was in the wrong when he said he still liked Madison during a lie detector test. But whatever, I’m pretty sure we were a fling anyways.

Erin: Yeah we lowkey thought that too.

Y/n: haha what.

Erin: Well, you know how excited he is about babies and how easily he gets baby fever. It looked like he was getting close to you because of it.

Y/n: That’s what I said to Jeff!

Carly: So do you think you and Jeff are gonna get together?

Y/n: I think it’s too early to tell. I still don’t completely trust him. Remember, he’s on a trial rn. Awww but he did cry at the ultrasound appointment the other day.

Carly: He can cry?

Erin: I thought the botox in his face prevented that

Y/n: GUYS STOP MAKING ME LAUGH OR I’M GONNA PEE.

Okay so I KNOW that this chapter was ehh BUT it’s because I wrote 3k words and I decided to split the chapter into 2 because I wrote A LOT. A warning for the next chapter, most of it is pure filth and I demand y’all get some holy water.

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[imagine-all-the-imagines]

Imagine going into labor while Casey is away at a conference. Part one!

Warnings: None that I can think of, if I’ve missed any, please let me know!

Summary: You are pregnant with your first child and your girlfriend, Casey, is away at a conference. You weren’t expecting anything to happen, but the little human inside you had other plans.

Based on this request: “Maybe Casey’s gf is heavily pregnant (7/8 months?) with their baby girl. Casey has a conference in a different state (which she only reluctantly went to bc rn her gf is ever so clingy) R hangs out with Alex (godmother of the baby?) but suddenly has (false) labor contractions Alex panics, calls Casey who freaks out;all flights are heavily delayed. Alex calls Liv for help and R just misses Casey really badly add ur own twist? :)”

AN: So I had to split this because I got really carried away with the build up, but I’ll work on the next part and try to get it up tomorrow! 

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When you and Casey had had the conversation about children, you weren’t sure what to expect. You knew you loved her and you had gotten as close to marriage as the law would allow you to get. The words “Domestic Partnership” rattled around in your brain. There was no way that label could fully encompass the feeling you felt for her. You knew that the moment you two could be legally married you would be. You would drag her to the courthouse yourself.

But you had to settle for a partnership for the time being. And, if you were being honest, you didn’t want to have a child if you both weren’t going to be able to have the same amount of rights. It made you feel like you would have too much power. Not that you would ever use it to your advantage.

When talks of legalizing same sex marriage started in New York, you were cautiously optimistic. Maybe, finally, you two could be seen as equals in the eyes of the law. All of your friends knew you were already basically married. But they knew just how much this meant to you.

You and Casey had actually gotten into a few fights about the subject of marriage. Well, not quite fights, disagreements would be the more accurate word. Casey didn’t understand why you wanted to get married so bad, you tried to explain how you wanted to have this declaration of love that everyone could witness, you wanted to be able to say, “My wife, Casey.” And most importantly, you wanted to be able to have a child that knew that their parents were just like everyone else’s.

They wouldn’t have to hear the taunting, having the other kids ask why their parents weren’t married. It was already going to be difficult for the other parents to understand. You wanted to make it as easy as possible for your child.

It took a few conversations, disagreements, cries, and make ups before you came to a compromise. You would be open to saving up money to go through the process of artificial insemination and keep your eyes on how the laws were constantly evolving.

When the day finally came and the laws went into effect, you and Casey had planned a nice dinner out on the town. You both made sure to be off work on time and you met each other at the pizza place around the corner from your flat.

You had gotten off work early enough to get yourself all gussied up and grabbed to small gift bag hoping that Casey would enjoy part one of your gift.

As you walked into the pizza parlor, you gave a nod to the man behind the counter kneading the dough. “Hey James!” The man nodded back to you sending a smile as he gestured towards Casey sitting in your usual spot.

When you sat down, you placed the gift bag off to the side and saw Casey raise her eyebrow. “We’ve been together for three years now, please tell me I didn’t forget a special occasion.”

You laughed lightly, “No, you haven’t forgotten anything, I just have a little surprise for you. But you have to wait until after dinner.”

Casey let out a sigh of relief when she found out that she hadn’t forgotten anything important and you felt the butterflies start to flutter in your stomach as you thought of how much your life was about to change. Or it would if it all went to plan.

As dinner went on, your hands started to get sweaty and your appetite decreased until you were just picking the toppings off your pizza. Casey noticed and got concerned.

“Y/N, is everything ok? You never get this picky when we come in here.” Casey said nodding to your pile of pizza toppings on the plate in front of you.

You nodded wiping your hands on your napkin and then grabbed the gift bag and passed it to Casey. “I know I said you had to wait until the end of dinner, but I can’t focus on anything else, I need you to open this before I explode.”

Casey slowly opened the bag and got a confused look on her face as she pulled out a small plastic binky with foxes on it. “I don’t… Y/N, why is there a binky in the bag?”

A moment passed and Casey looked up at you. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying? You want to try? You really want to?” The tears started to reflect in her eyes.

You nodded and grabbed her hand, bringing it to your lips, “I really do Case, I know I said we should wait until we were married, but I can’t anymore, I want to have a kid with you, and I know we have enough saved up, enough to try a couple times if we have to. And it takes nine months anyway, who knows what can happen in that amount of time.” You smiled before continuing, “But if you think I’m going to get married while I’m looking like a beached whale, you have another thing coming!”

Casey smiled at your threat knowing that you weren’t being serious. “I have something for you too. It should help ease some of your worries. I didn’t want to be cliché, I’m sure a lot of couples are having this exact conversation tonight, but I couldn’t wait either. I know we’ve had our disagreements about what this will symbolize for each of us, but the more I thought of it, the more I realized what you were talking about. I want you to know that anything that comes at us in the future we will handle it together.” Casey stood for a moment and then got down on one knee pulling out a ring box and opening it up, “So, what I’m trying to ask you is, will you marry me?” 

You felt the tears well up in your eyes and you started to laugh. “You are not going to believe this, Case.” You got down on your knee in front of her, mirroring the woman. “I got you one too.” You reached into your pocket and pulled out a ring box, showing her the fine silver band inside. “My answer is yes, what;s yours?”

Casey pulled you to her and gave you a passionate kiss, “Of course my answer is yes!” 

James led the restaurant in a round of applause and let you know that your meal was on him tonight. He gave the two of you a wink as you left the building, shouting out after the both of you, “It’s about damn time!” 

________________________________________________________________The next day, you went into the squad room and immediately go to Cragen’s office to inform him of the progress in  your relationship. You and Casey had disclosed your relationship when it had first started, but you both felt like you needed to let your superiors know. 

Cragen offered you his congratulations and you walked out of his office and straight to Liv’s desk. When you placed your hand on her desk, you made sure the ring was catching the light and smiled at her. 

Liv and the rest of the team offered you their congratulations and you had an almost impossible time trying to keep the smile off of your face. 

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A week later you had your appointment to meet with your doctor to start the process of starting your family. You had already studied everything that you could about the process, you wanted to be in control of everything you could be. What sacred you was that no matter how prepared you were, your body was in control of what happened next. You were worried that something would go wrong, maybe you weren’t meant to be a mom.

A few months later, the testing had been done, the procedure was over and you were waiting in your bathroom four pregnancy tests sitting in front of you and your countdown timer going. Your leg was bouncing and when the timer hit zero, you stilled completely. Holding your breath you looked at the first test, and then the second, the third, and finally the fourth. You had tears in your eyes as you came out of the bathroom, holding the four tests. 

“Casey!” you called out and immediately heard her running down the hall towards you. 

“What, what is it? Is everything ok? Are you ok?” Casey shot off the questions. Ever since the procedure, she had been by your side, making sure you were ok, not letting anything happen to you. She even talked to Cragen with you and you all decided to go on desk duty until you found out the results, not wanting to cause any unnecessary stress. 

You handed her the tests without saying a word. She looked at them and her eyes went wide. “These are all positive. These are all positive! Y/N, we’re going to be parents!” 

Casey wrapped you in a hug and held you close to her. “We’re going to be parents.” 

________________________________________________________________A few months later, you were at your doctors finding out just how many little ones you had growing inside you. You knew that with artificial insemination thee possibility of having more than one child was pretty high. 

As you heard the ultrasound technician prepare you, you sucked in a deep breath as they started pressing into your stomach with the wand. 

“Now you didn’t want to know the sex right?” They asked. 

You looked over at Casey, “No, we’re wanting to keep it a surprise. But if you could, would you write them down? Our friends are insisting on having a gender reveal.” 

“I can do that, now, let’s see how many we have in here.” They went silent for a moment as they looked at the screen. “Looks like space might feel a little cramped in here in the coming months. You’ve got a duplex situation going on. Congrats!” 

You looked at them with a shocked expression, “Do you mean twins? We’re having twins?” 

Casey gripped your hand, “Twins?” 

The tech nodded at the two of you and smiled, “Twins!”

[wonjaekook]

If the Dress Fits

A/N: This fic is 80% Y/N and Chenle whining to their respective best friends about each other and like 20% actual plot, but it’s fine… to be honest, I had a really hard time writing this one for whatever reason? But enjoy !

21 Tropes: 8. High school/prom AU + turquoise w/Chenle

Description: Zhong Chenle had somehow not gotten himself a date for prom. He had, however, found out that you have the same favorite movie as him.

Word Count: 3.7k

Genre: fluff

Warnings: none

“This one, you’re getting this one.”

The dress that your friend Ryujin waves in front of you nearly makes you dizzy with how sparkly it is and you have to close your eyes and push her hand away. “I don’t like it,” you say, frowning, “It’s too much.”

“My friend,” she says, lowering the dress and slinging an arm around your shoulder, “you’re going to get a dress today whether you like it or not and, if you aren’t going to choose, I’ll pick one for you.”

“But I-”

“Don’t have a date, blah blah. I don’t care. You’re my best friend and you’re coming to prom no matter what.” Ryujin is beyond stubborn and you know there isn’t anything you can do to convince her to let you stay home.

“Well, I don’t like that one,” you say, turning back to the racks of long, beautiful dresses.

“Choose one soon or I’ll choose for you! We have to go make our hair and makeup appointments, too!”

“Such a waste of money,” you grumble under your breath, pushing dress after dress aside.

“It’s a perfectly good use of money! This is a once in a lifetime experience. Once. In. A. Lifetime!” As she emphasizes each word, you sigh heavily and just pull out the next dress you see.

“I’ll get this one.” Your best friend scrutinizes your choice, a displeased pout on her lips.

“You just chose that one randomly! At least put some thought into it-”

“I like the color and it’s pretty, isn’t that enough?”

She stares at you for a beat before giving in. “Fine, go try it on, then.” As you close the door of the changing room behind you, she shouts out another demand. “And you’d better come out with it on so I can see!” The changing process takes longer than you would have liked to admit, but you eventually step out with the zipper zipped and ribbon tied, showing Ryujin how the item looks on you. She scrutinizes you carefully, tugging at bits of cloth here and there until she sighs. “If you like it, then I like it. Somehow you chose one randomly that looks really good on you.”

You grin victoriously, ecstatic that you’re finally done with the most tedious shopping expedition you’ve ever been on. As you’re getting rung up, you’re also happy to find that the dress isn’t priced too badly either, so you begrudgingly let your best friend drag you along to your next stops without much complaint.

Unbeknownst to you, just a few stores over, Chenle and Jisung are performing a similar operation. Standing in a men’s formal wear store, Chenle is nearly as indecisive as you, but not for lack of caring. If anything, Jisung is the one who cares less of the two as he watches his friend fret.

“Can’t you just pick one?” The younger boy prods, impatiently standing while Chenle stares at the rows and rows of ties. “It’s not like you have anyone to match with.”

“Thanks for rubbing it in,” the elder grumbles, pouting while continuing to scan over the ties. He finally reaches out, picking up three.

“Why didn’t you ask someone, again?” Jisung asks, eyes wandering around the store.

“I didn’t really want to.” He shrugs before scrutinizing each tie carefully in his hands. “...and there’s no one I’m really interested in right now.”

His taller friend looks over his shoulder and points at one. “You should get that one.”

“Why?” Jisung shrugs in response. “Just because you said that, I’m getting this one.” Chenle puts the other two back and goes to the register, purchasing the tie.

You and Chenle make a somewhat unlikely pair. While he’s at least somewhat “cool,” you’re definitely not. He’s good at languages and music and sports, but you’re good at math and science. You’re about as opposite as you can get. That’s probably your biology teacher paired up the two of you.

“Who assigns a project the week before prom?” Chenle groans.

“Can we just focus and get some of this done tonight? I have a Calculus exam tomorrow that I need to study for, too.”

“I hate lab reports,” Chenle grumbles under his breath. You would have rolled your eyes if you didn’t completely agree.

“Same.”

He looks up at you, surprised at your response. “You don’t like writing lab reports?”

You give him an incredulous look. “Of course I don’t like writing lab reports! Who likes writing lab reports? I may be a nerd but I’m not that much of a nerd.”

“Oh,” he says, flushing in embarrassment. “Sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it.” The two of you work as silently as possible for a while, only asking necessary questions. That is, until your phone begins to loudly go off. The chorus of “Start of Something New” from High School Musical blares and fills the room and you scramble to grab your phone, rejecting the call when you see that it’s just Ryujin. You take a minute to send her a panicked text, saying you’re working on a biology thing with Chenle, before you slowly turn back around to face him. He’s staring at you with wide eyes.

“You like High School Musical?” Slowly, you nod, cringing at yourself, and he lights up. “That’s my favorite movie!”

“Wait, really?” Your head snaps up and he’s grinning at you.

“Yeah! I make Jisung watch it with me at least twice a year.” You can’t help but smile back at his enthusiasm.

“I make Ryujin watch it with me every so often, too,” you say, staring back at him. “Going into high school, I always wanted it to be like the movie, but…” You trail off, the smile fading from your face. “I’m being dumb, never mind.”

“No, continue,” he encourages, gesturing at you. “I think I know what you’re talking about.”

“Maybe another time,” you say, somewhat bitterly, “let’s finish this lab report.”

The two of you don’t finish the lab report.

By the time you get through half of it, you realize that you’re basically just talking to yourself and Chenle is about a minute away from falling asleep, so you end the session there and make plans to work on it the next day. He agrees sleepily before packing up his stuff and leaving your house. You pull your phone out and flop down on your bed almost immediately after he leaves, seeing how Ryujin had responded to you earlier.

Bestie: you got paired up with Chenle? Zhong Chenle??

Y/N: YES and he finally left

Bestie: how was that? did you get along?

Y/N: it was fine, I found that he actually loves HSM too

Bestie: huh, really? cool i guess

Bestie: maybe this is your Gabriella moment and you can make him fall in love with

you…

Y/N: stop being weird, I’m not that delulu

Bestie: I’m serious, high school isn’t over yet! it’s not over until it’s over

Bestie: plus he’s cute, you should go for it

Y/N: stoppppp you’re being weird

You toss your phone to the side. Admittedly, when Chenle had first commented that he also loved the movie, you felt like your moment was finally coming, but you shut that feeling down quickly. There was no way you could ever, or he could ever, or that could ever-

You shake your head and smack your face with both palms, trying to clear your head. You really read too many romance novels.

As soon as Chenle leaves your house, he’s texting Jisung.

CL: JISUNG. CHENJI MEETING RIGHT NOW.

JS: what

JS: why are you trying to calling a meeting rn… what’s wrong

CL: Y/N IS SO CUTE

CL: AND SHE LIKES HSM

JS: uhh, nice?

CL: I WANT TO ASK HER OUT

JS: haven’t you had like… one conversation with her? isn’t that a little soon?

CL: …

CL: you’re right

JS: wait a little bit, i didn’t get my gf by jumping at the first girl i thought was cute

CL: your gf approached you first

JS: okay that’s not the point

CL: I’ll wait but I swear I’ve thought she’s cute since econ with her freshman year

JS: whatever you say

The next day, you try to ignore the face that Ryujin makes at you from across the hall as you exit biology class next to Chenle, opting to wave goodbye at him and turn a blind eye to your friend’s taunting.

“Can you not?” You say to her as soon as he leaves. “You’re still being weird!”

“I can smell the romance,” she says, dramatically wiping away a nonexistent tear from her eye, “my baby Y/N is finally getting action.”

“I’m not!” You’re on the verge of stomping your foot like a little kid with how frustrated you are. “We just have to work on a project together!” “I’m friends with Jisung, you know,” she says, “I could slip in a good word about you and that word could reach Chenle-” You hit her on the arm and she winces, pouting at you and shutting up. “Let me live and stop trying to set me up!”

“Fine,” she says, “I guess I’ll just have to let it happen naturally. I’ll leave it even more alone if you buy my banana milk today…?” She tries, but you shut her down with a glare, proceeding to walk to the cafeteria with her. While you’re sitting with your group of friends and eating, you make eye contact with Chenle as he passes by your table with Jisung and he smiles and waves, causing you to wave back. Your best friend sees, nudging you after he breaks eye contact and continues walking and you glare back at her.

When Chenle and Jisung get to their own table, the younger just rolls his eyes at the dreamy look on the elder’s face. “She’s so cute,” he says, leaning against his hand, his elbow on the table.

“Just eat your food.”

One thing you would never, ever admit to her is that you did, at one point, have a crush on your biology partner. You had a class with Chenle at one point in freshman year, economics if you remember correctly. The dynamic was similar to how it is now, but you had been even more quiet then. You don’t think he even knew you existed, which you’re fine with now. When you think about yourself from freshman year, you cringe, just like most other people. But, now, working with him on this project is bringing back the tiny fluttering butterflies in your stomach that you had repressed years before. Ryujin’s comments just bring you false hope because you’re almost certain you have no chance. So, once again, you push back those thoughts and go back to your lunch.

At your house later, you and Chenle work hard on your lab report, spending most of your time relatively silently for about an hour before he sighs and collapses dramatically over his work. “Ah, this is so hard.” “Yeah,” you agree, “I hate this. But we have to finish.”

“Uh-huh…” he says absentmindedly, lifting his head and glancing around your room. “You said…” “What?” You ask, looking away from your work and up at him.

“You said you wanted your life to be like the movie, right?” Your heart beats faster in your chest at the question and you can feel heat rise to your face, tinging it red. “Can you sing?”

“No,” you say quickly, looking at your hands, “and please don’t ask me to demonstrate. I’m so bad that I shatter glass, I swear.”

His high, squeaky laugh makes you lighten up a little bit. “I won’t ask, but I also don’t think anyone is that bad. And I know, I’ve tutored voice lessons. Anyone can sing if they practice enough.”

“Mhm, maybe. You’ve never heard me sing before.” You find yourself smiling at him.

“We should go to karaoke sometime,” he says. You wouldn’t have known, but the invitation is very spur of the moment, something that just escapes his lips before he can really think about what he’s saying.

“Sure.” You agree reluctantly, not quite believing that he’s implying that he wants to hang out with you more.

In his head, he’s screaming at himself. He just casually asked you out. He just casually asked you out?!

“If you don’t sing,” he says, trying to move on from what he just did, “then, do you dance?” “A little,” you respond hesitantly. “I taught myself some just in case.”

“Wait, really?” He exclaims, surprised. “I can’t dance at all.” “Anyone can dance if they practice enough. Besides, how are you going to dance with your date at prom if you don’t learn?” He doesn’t respond right away, so you swallow hard. “Assuming you’re going?” “I’m going!” He says quickly, making you relax slightly. “I just don’t have a date.” “You don’t?” You ask tentatively, unsure of how sensitive the topic is for him.

“Yeah. It’s whatever. But even Jisung got a date! I’m gonna have to third-wheel all night.” You laugh softly at his response.

“I feel that. I don’t have one either and I know Ryujin and her boyfriend are going to be all over each other. I’m going to try my best not to look.” When you say that you don’t have a date, he looks up at you, surprised.

“You don’t have a date? Really?” “What do you mean, really? Is it that surprising?” You quirk an eyebrow at him, confused.

“Yeah, I mean, you’re one of the smartest girls in our class and you’re cute. Why…?” You flush at his compliments. He really sees you like that?

Once again, he’s internally screaming at how casually he’s saying things to you today. He’s also far too relieved by the fact that you don’t have a date to prom.

“I- I guess I just… don’t talk to guys a lot?” You squeak out. “Why don’t you have a date?”

“There was no one I wanted to ask,” he huffs, crossing his arms before he echoes your words. “Is it that surprising?”

“To be honest, yeah,” you say, your filter suddenly gone, “you’re cute and popular and you’re good at what you do, so…” Silence hangs somewhat heavily between the two of you as you blush at each other, contemplating what could come next.

“Do you want to-”

“Maybe you and I-”

You start to speak at the same time and stop. “You go first,” you say. “No, you.” He responds. Smiles slowly creep onto your faces before you both start laughing, eliminating the tension in the air. After your laughter dies, you smile at him again.

“We should probably finish this stupid lab report.”

He nods. “Yeah, probably. Do you want to watch High School Musical after we’re done?”

You agree and get back to work. As you finish the assignment and sit on your bed with him, watching the movie, you try to ignore the fact that Zhong Chenle called you cute and that you called him cute back. You definitely try to ignore the fact that you almost asked him to be your date to prom when you’d only had like two conversations with him and the dance itself is in two days. However, you try the hardest to ignore the way that the two of you had just clicked when you were talking and how sitting next to him, watching your shared favorite movie under mounds of your pillows and blankets, feels so natural, too natural.

You try to ignore how your heart beats faster when you talk to him and he excitedly talks back to you during biology, or when you meet eyes with him across the cafeteria and he smiles at you.

But, no matter how hard you try, you can’t ignore the reemerging feelings. As you’re getting your hair and makeup done, you can’t help but wonder what he’ll think when, or if, he sees you at the dance. You can’t help but wonder if he was messing with you when he said he didn’t have a date, or if you were getting your hopes too high up that maybe he had been about to ask the same question to you as you were to him when you were studying together, or if you would even see him at all.

Ryujin snaps you out of it by literally snapping her fingers in front of your face, jolting you out of your thoughts. “Hey, today is a happy day! I can see those gears turning in your head and I’m telling you to turn them off and enjoy yourself for once. This is prom! You’re going to have fun whether you like it or not and I’ll make sure of that!”

“This is why you’re my best friend,” you say, hugging her, “thank you.”

“That’s what I’m here for,” she says, lighting up again. “Now, let’s get you into that dress.”

On the other side of town, Chenle is fretting about nearly the same thing as you, but a bit more vocally.

“What if she’s just being nice? What if she doesn’t actually think I’m cute? What if she doesn’t want to dance with me because I told her I’m not good at it? What if-” “Please, please stop,” Jisung whines, sick of hearing his friend complain about this girl for hours. He aggressively adjusts his tie, manhandling it into the right place as he speaks. “Just ask her to dance later. It’s not hard. You’re supposed to be the confident one, so just do it!”

“She’s too cute. I won’t be able to handle seeing her today.”

“You’ll be fine. Just try to have a good time.”

For the nth time, he has to agree with Jisung, even if it’s quite as romantic of an outlook.

When you step out of the relatively nice car that Ryujin’s boyfriend is driving, you feel like a princess. Even though you don’t have a prince of your own yet and you had been moping not three hours before, you find that the venue is dazzling. Pretty fake-crystal decorations are draped around lights and everything is adorned with off-white cloth that falls beautifully, like tiny waterfalls of fabric. Your best friend gasps when she gets out of the car, grabbing onto your arm and pointing at the various pretty things all around. After she is done with her initial shock, she reaches out, grabbing her date’s hand and dragging him along with her, with you trailing behind.

To your sadness, you don’t spot Chenle until everyone is sitting at their tables, eating the nice dinner that your school had catered for you. You can only see the back of his head and shoulders, his hair seeming to be neatly styled and a tuxedo replacing his usual casual outfit. You forget about him for a while as you eat and chat with your friends, sending compliments to everyone at your table. When the dancing starts, you have a decent time standing in a circle with your friends, making a fool of yourself with your silly dance moves under the disco ball and colorful moving lights setup, and having more fun than you had expected. Then, the first slow dance starts and you awkwardly step off the dance floor with all of the other single people, standing back and watching people dance.

Except, as you step off, someone taps on your shoulder.

You turn around and find Chenle, no date in sight, just like he had said. His eyes are wide when he looks at you, staring at your whole getup. “You look really pretty.”

“Thanks,” you say, grinning up at him. “You look handsome.”

Your gaze travels over his outfit, stopping at his tie, and you freeze. The two of you seem to realize at the same time. Your dress, a long, sweeping gown with ample lace and sparkle, is the same shade of turquoise blue as his silk, patterned tie.

“I guess this means something, right?” He looks at you, meeting your eyes earnestly. “You don’t have a date, I don’t have a date, but we somehow ended up matching anyways. Even though I’m not good at it, do you-”

“-want to dance? Yes.” He takes your hand, pulling you onto the dance floor.

For the first time in your life, you feel like you’re a part of a story, dancing at prom in one of your cheesy high school romance novels or movies. You’re Gabriella and he’s Troy and you couldn’t be happier just swaying with him, avoiding complicated steps and just enjoying each other’s slightly clumsy but entirely heartfelt moves.

After the song ends, you escape with him to a quieter part of the venue, chatting with him for what seems like hours about anything and everything that comes to mind, only occasionally going back in to dance sometimes. At some point, while you’re outside the main room with him, Ryujin passes you on her way to the bathroom, making a face at you, and you know you’re going to be getting some sort of scolding later. Chenle laughs his cute, squeaky laugh as you pull a face back at her. You think a few people from your grade who pass you are confused when they see you together, wearing a matching dress and tie, but you find it in you to not care.

But, the night has to come to a close at some point, and you reluctantly say goodbye to him when Ryujin sends you a whiny text that she wants to go home. The magic doesn’t leave as you go to her house for a small after party, featuring a movie that you both fall asleep to after you take your makeup off and change into more comfortable clothes.

When you wake up, your feet ache from the heels you wore the night before, and the pain is the little evidence you have to prove that the night actually happened. You hope with all your heart that the night meant as much to you as it did to Chenle and your heart slowly sinks as you check your phone, finding no notifications from him.

Then, while you’re eating breakfast with Ryujin, you see it.

Chenle: Since we just did something you’re good at and you agreed to it earlier, karaoke some time?

[solitaria-fantasma]

((Session #7 shenanigans, GO!))

We’re skipping the filler stuff this week and jumping straight into the Plot bc our DM has figured out how to connect us to her main campaign and really wants to get to the good parts.

It’s been a while so we had to do a little discussing to remember where we’d left off: Destroying a dog-fighting ring, making friends with the dogs, and kidnapping the pit boss.

We dragged the pit boss halfway back to town bc we’d left our horses at the inn, and then dragged him into the woods to interrogate.

I woke him up with a slammin’ lute chord (and I was absolutely thinking “SECRET TUNNEEEEELLLLL!” in my head as I did).

Udaji rolled another ‘4’ on her Perception check and someone else in the voice chat said “yeah that’s on-brand for her”.

ZONE OF TRUTH! ZONE OF TRUTH! ZONE OF TRUTH!

(the pit boss calls the dogs ‘stupid animals’) “Someone needs to hold Udaji back, please.”

“Lord Hassan? Yeah, he’s the boss-.....I shouldn’t have said that.”

This poor man didn’t have a high enough intelligence to recognize the spell ‘Zone of Truth’ and is confused af right now.

The second piece of the map to the Crescent Gang’s Hideout was rolled up in a little bottle on a string around the pit boss’ neck - now we have two!

We asked where the third piece was, but the pit boss didn’t know - he gave us a few towns that he thought it might be in, though (such as Caister, in Everton).

Apparently, you need to layer all three map pieces over top of each other to see the full picture - like animation cells!

We asked about the marriage-murder scam, too, but the pit boss didn’t know anything important.

“If these bitches were cute enough then maybe-” *angry Dragonborn noises*

“Maybe we could feed him to the dogs?” “No way! Burnt Toast and Matthias Jr. need a well-balanced diet, not junk food.”

The only thing holding Udaji back from killing this man rn is Claus’ hand on her shin.

We leave the pit boss tied up in the wilderness, and he’s probably going to die. It’s a good thing none of us are Lawful Neutral.

The fastest way to Caister is by boat, which will take about one week, rather than two weeks if by land.

We have to pay to board the horses on the boat, but as long as the sailors were allowed to pet our new dogs, we didn’t have to pay for their boarding.

“What would you like to do on your two week boat ride?”/”I would like to train Matthias Jr. to play dead when shot with a pretend bow and arrow.”

Level Four! Yay!

We had barely landed in Everton when we heard an NPC shouting about a thief.

Mountain was too distracted trying to keep Señor Guapo from eating poison ivy to notice the commotion.

I have only just now realized that I did not include in my last session’s notes that the other two dogs are named “Señor Guapo” and “Joel”.

“Because Claus is a good boy and he is the conscience of this party.”

“We could also surround her. We number quite many.”

*insert Benny Hill theme here as the party & our dogs attempt to surround the suspected thief while our horses graze serenely a few meters away from the chaos*

The thief is a hungry young woman I don’t care what her role in the story is I have already mentally adopted her.

Mountain paid the farmer the five copper the carrots were worth, and the man stormed off, threatening to call the guard if we let her near his farm again.

“You offer her your rations, and she looks at you like you are God.”

The child is absolutely bewildered by the size of Ganondorf the Horse, but then she looked back at me (the Dragonborn) and whispered “Oooh, that makes sense…”

Soothing lute music is good for panic attacks and that’s about all Udaji’s good for right now.

Her name is Colette De Mir, and she claims to have fallen on hard times after receiving a letter pROPOSING MARRIAGE TO A LORD IN EVERTON OH NO-

She survived an attack on her traveling group, and was the only survivor. Lord Hassan tried to kill her, and threw her off of a bridge into a ravine, where she once again managed to cheat death. No-one else in her party survived, and everything in their carriage that could be stolen was.

Burnt Toast and Joel are therapy dogs: Confirmed.

Colette was horrified when we told her that she was not the only one who had been targeted by this scam, and demanded to know what we knew.

Matthias doesn’t trust her, for some reason, but the high Insight roll checks out.

“Yeeting princesses is not a very Lordly activity.”

Colette says she woke up underwater after the fall, and found herself breathing rather normally. What a way to find out you’re a sorcerer.

I lent her one of the costumes from my Entertainer’s pack, to replace her dirty and mismatched clothing as we go into town, and it’s WAY too big for her, considering it was sized for a Dragonborn.

Once we get to town, Astrid and I take Colette on a spa/shopping trip so that she can get cleaned up, and have some proper clothes.

At the inn, Colette tells us that she didn’t know that this town was Caister - she had been told that it was Kenkilly by the ship that had carried her and her entourage.

She was lied to about which town was which, basically, and - being from a completely different country - she had no idea.

Our money from Swadlin is still good in Everton, but almost all of the shopkeepers and merchants could pin us as tourists from our foreign currency.

Colette asks us to take her to Kenkilly, where Lord Hassan is supposedly supposed to be. Safety and strength in numbers, right?

Udaji - having been raised by an overprotective party of retired adventurers in a quiet, but populous, town - has no survival skills of her own.

For all intents and purposes, Colette is a Waterbender. 

Colette has a blue cloak that she tried to hide from the party, and took great care to dry and keep when changing clothes. It was a gift from her mother, meant to protect her.

When we set out the next morning, Colette rode with Astrid and got the tea (whether she wanted it or not) on the rest of the party.

“She has all the embarrassing stories on you, like what you do when you sleep.”/”Oh, no! She’s seen me cuddle my lute??”

Kenkilly is actually a small, rural village on the coast, rather than the larger city it had been made out to be in the letter to her family.

We track down some shady locals to try and get information, and we….are not subtle about it.

Between the Dragonborn, the Tiefling, two half-elves, a princess, and four dogs, we stand out quite a bit.

Matthias joined the shady people for a game of chance with dice, and won a bit of money, but no information.

Mountain joined in the betting, and Astrid is shit-talking both of them while Colette, Claus, and Udaji stand off to the side and watch.

Claus lasts about five minutes before he gives up trying to pretend we aren’t doing some shady BS and goes back to the inn to drink.

Mountain asks about the Crescent gang, but one guy asks for a bribe for his answer. Mountain tries to intimidate him, and fails miserably

Matthias also tried (and failed) to intimidate, but with Astrid’s help, the criminal was successfully intimidated.

Lord Hassan does indeed live in this town (or at least the castle nearby it), and he does not seem to be entirely well-liked by the people.

None of the complaints are super-bad, though….”trash day changes too much”, “the cost of living is too high”, “there’s too many damned foreigners-” Okay. Okay. We get the point.

“Udaji’s gonna look herself up and down from her boots to her flower crown and ask: “Do I look like a cop??’.”

“If we’re gonna ‘case this castle’, may I recommend not sending the Tiefling or the Dragonborn?”

Matthias goes out to scout, and finds out that Lord Hassan has ‘appointment times’ where he is available to the public - the next time being 2pm the next day.

He signs up the party for the 2pm meeting and comes back to the inn where the rest of us are waiting.

“I have been giving you guys tons and tons and TONS of money! You know you can spend it, right??”

The local armorer can upgrade our weapons with silver, but it would take two days, and we don’t expect to be in town that long...bummer.

I bought some new Studded Leather Armor for Udaji, sold her original Leather Armor, AND got it refined - my bby now has an AC of 16 now!

“Why do you still have all these rotten apples in your inventory?!”/”She’s fermenting them!”

Matthias’ player had him eat twenty rotten apples in one sitting just to spite the DM (their sister).

He then had to go throw up in the harbor.

So earlier, Matthias horribly embarrassed Astrid back in the alley, and now she’s refusing to talk to him.

Colette is confirmed for 19 and Udaji is still the baby of the party at 17.

The rest of the party is hanging out in the tavern, completely unawares, as Astrid yeets herself out a second story window to avoid talking to her father.

The innkeeper gave Udaji some alcohol, and Mountain casually stole it, drank it, and said “Underaged drinking is bad.”

Everyone goes around placing dinner orders at the inn and Udaji orders an entire chicken.

Astrid came back after brooding out in the wilderness for a few hours and we settled down to sleep.

Astrid steals a crown that Matthias had ‘found’ in an earlier session for Colette, arguing that “she’s actual royalty, and we’re going to talk to a Lord tomorrow, so we need to make the best impression”.

We also get a ‘glow-up’ montage as Astrid uses Matthias’ disguise kit to alter Colette’s appearance (bc if Lord Hassan really DID try to murder her, then walking straight back into his castle with no disguise would be a death sentence).

Still refusing to talk to her father, Astrid paid a very confused and slightly offended Colette to bring her breakfast in her room, just so she didn’t have to look at Matthias’ smug elven face.

Astrid also does not join us at the castle.

The Lord that we meet in the castle…..is NOT the same Lord that tried to kill Colette.

“It is kind of rude to show up for your scheduled appointment and just stand at the door, not saying anything.”

Colette storms past the party to demand an explanation of Lord Hassan, who is very unimpressed with this strange woman’s attitude.

“She’s a little upsetti spaghetti.”

Udaji’s soothing lute music saves the day again.

We tell the Lord that we are from the land of Swadlin, and were sent to investigate a series of deaths.

This Lord Hassan is a widower who is deeply faithful to his late wife and has no intentions of marrying again, and is VERY confused to hear that someone is using his name.

An advisor steps forward to take over the situation, and Matthias’ successful Insight roll gives him TERRIBLE vibes.

“He’s the kind of person whose teeth are too straight; too white.”

This advisor offered to pay us to investigate who was impersonating his Lord, and despite the bad vibes, Matthias agrees.

“Maybe DON’T intimidate the advisor while surrounded by guards.”

“He’s essentially offering you $7,000 EACH.”

We got sent off to investigate this impersonation of a Lord, and went back to the inn to try and shake off the Bad Vibes and calm Colette down.

Colette draws us a (rough) sketch of a frowning man with a pointed hairline and stiff moustache as the man who threw her off the bridge.

*two minutes of the DM (lovingly) insulting her cat in the background*

Colette says he was incredibly handsome, but Udaji just doesn’t see it.

We decide to try following the river upstream until we find a bridge that matches the one Colette was thrown off of.

Colette uses some of Matthias’ paper to write a letter to her parents, and asks Udaji to come with her to find a sailor to deliver it to her parents (for a modest fee).

The DM brought up the map and showed us the island of Mir, where Colette was from. It is a tiny dot out in the ocean, down in the far right bottom corner of the map. No wonder she needed to sail for two months!

“Matthias drinks one drink and then is blackout drunk.”/”Why do you think I have a kid?”

When we leveled up I took “Suggestion” as my next 2nd level spell, and I absolutely cannot wait to use it.

I CAN TAKE THE “DRAGON WINGS” RACIAL FEATURE AND GIVE UDAJI A 20FT WINGSPAN! Oooooooh boy the sTORYTELLING I can do with this!!!

[meme-loving-stuck]

i want to DIE okay i was not having a great day to begin with so i left campus an hour early and took my little jellyfish with me because im doing a sculpture and its my thumbnail, i left early because i got so frustrated over the full scale model i had to just leave before i got all "monkey brain cries when its frustrated and then goes into sensory overload"

so im taking like 3 fucking buses to get home because I go to school with my friend so i didnt take my car but she had an appointment somewhere i didnt wanna wait etc and im carrying this fucking JELLYFISH made of sharp fucking wires i cant put in my bag

and after the 3rd bus im like, Oh Fuck, I Should Get My Livescans Now Because I Never Fucking Have Time During The Week,

so I discharge near the mail store by the market and I take my jellyfish and go get my scans and mind you, Ive gotten livescans before at this place and it was $20 TWENTY UNITED STATES DOLLARS RIGHT so this girl who works there possibly my age but probably even younger is like trying to scan my gross sweaty-ass teenage man hands and wiping the scanner constantly because even though im clean, im DISGUSTINGLY sweaty even in the presence of other people, being touched makes me SUPER Discomfort™ so I get that done and she's like

olay theyre charging $52. FIFTY. TWOOOO. UNITED STATES. DOLLARS. mind you my life is falling apart and i lost my DEBIT CARD last week so i basically have $20 for emergencies and thats IT. so i SWEATILY apologize and say i dont have enough and i can't even hit the atm rn, the kid is cool about it and says i can pay later theyve already been sent so i LEAVE the place with a few minutes to get to the bus and i get stuck at the fucking crosswalk while it glitches and the BUS LEAVES THE TIME-POINT WITHOUT STOPPING and im running and waving at it like a fucking idiot

so i walk NINE BLOCKS to my neighborhood and im not only seething by the time i get there but my goth ass is wearing TWO black button downs so you can imagine. i go home and back and pay them, and the girl amusedly asks how i got cash and i STUPIDLY mention that I, a grown man whose sweaty fingers she just dragged across a machine for ten minutes, lost my only fucking bank card a few days ago. AND THEN I SEWED MY LIPS SHUT. and shes like damn, i dont even have one. you dont use credit?

n o

and then i go home. and i look at my messages because my post, about my jellyfish, is getting replies, because people love him

I. FORGOT. MY FUCKING. B O Y.

so i fucking call this place right. asking about a wire sculpture that was possibly left there. wrong store. throw my laptop out the window

so i call the OTHER STORE and who picks up but this young woman who is PROBABLY STILL IN FUCKING HIGH SCHOOL working their with FAMILY or something. and i tell her i was just there earlier and she instantly recognizes my voice and shes like. Oh? Did You Forget Something? And I have to say to her.

"Yeah, have you seen like..... a jellyfish"

OF COURSE SHE WAS ALREADY FUCKING HOLDING IT. SO I ASK HER. IF SHE CAN HOLD ONTO IT UNTIL TOMORROW. DESPITW THE FACT THAT SHE KNOWS MY ADDRESS AND I LIVE LIKE 5 MINUTES AWAY BY CAR. AND SHES LIKE, YEAH, ILL HOLD ONTO IT SO NOW I HAVE TO TAKE THE FUCKING BUS OUT THERE A G A I N TOMORROW BECAUSE I CANT ASK ANOTHER LICENSED DRIVER TO GO WITH ME TO PICK UP MY GODDAMN JELLYFISH CHILD. I JUST CANT. I DONT HAVE THE WILLPOWER. MY SHAME WOULD OVERPOWER ME AND MY VEHICLE, PETER CAR-KER, WOULD END UP FLIPPING AND EXPLODING ON AVENUE S

[justkpopjokes]

Vampire!Minghao || PART 2

A/N: I’M BACK WITH VAMP!HAO!! Also this was almost vampire politics lmfao

Requested by: 4 anons + sunflower anon + @riptidethepen + a blog I can’t tag (y'all sent in asks wanting for a pt.2!! this is dedicated to you♡)

NOTE: for those of you who have read my Vampire!Mingyu AU, the lore is changing! There’s new canon since that au was written so long ago. It’s just small details that are changing, the end of that au is the same👍

part 1

Imma pull some Incredibles 2 shiz with the start right after part 1 stuff

Are you ready? no? too bad

Minghao is red as blood once you lean away from ur kiss

He's having an internal meltdown like hhhhh they agreed to that 2nd kiss

y'all just take some of his knitting stuff and get back to your room so you can cuddle learn how to knit

Mr. Xu is abt to walk in but then he yeets himself outta there after seeing y'all cuddling knitting v close together

For the rest of the week, your teeth grow out a bit more and Mr. Xu teaches you how to use ur fangs properly

Basically biting into apples n other foods for practice

Mr. Dad (ik what I wrote) also makes Minghao practice because this boy turned you into a vampire from not being able to do this properly smh

After that practice is done, you get oddly sick to your stomach again, meaning ~the transformation is almost complete~

(Wow finally it's been like 2 months now)

Minghao just stays next to you as long as he can to make sure you're feeling alright and don't bite yourself

You have to get smth like a mouthguard so you don't bite ur lip in ur sleep

And after that passes…

Congrats! You've graduated from Vampire school👏

VHS'19 go bats!🦇 my new instagram bio

The whole process wasn't actually as painful as it sounds, but it's just… what do I do now

Well Minghao surprises you by dragging you outside

WOOO FINALLY OUT OF THE HOUSE FOR THE 1ST TIME IN MONTHS

Minghao trains you more (rip), but it’s fun this time bc you get to run around with super speed

and climb trees!!

mainly bc you remembered Twilight vaguely and were like “wait hao can we do that stuff”

the answer is h e l l  y e a h

Yea so you climb trees and run around, essentially playing tag with hao

Until he tackles you to stop you from running

“y/N WAIT DON'T GO THERE!!”

he barely manages to stop you before you get onto a forest trail leading to some buildings

You: “Wow… we're far from your house...”

Hao: “Yeah. Let's head back home.”

“Minghao, do you think… Will I ever be able to go back?”

“What do you mean?”

“To the city”

“Well, you won't have too, don’t worry. My dad arranged your stuff to be kept somewhere until he can pick it up”

“But what if… what if I want to?”

Minghao gets a little confused because he doesn’t understand why you’d want to go back

he thought you loved it here?

confused boy is like “wait what's wrong with the mansion??”

“Nothing, Hao. I just miss home.”

it’s a little hard for him to understand, having lived in the mansion his whole long immortal vampire life…

But he doesn’t want you to be sad, so he asks his dad if he can take you to Vampire Square!

which is just the vampire night market lol

Also,,,, Minghao has a plan to make you even happier ;)

so before you wander off, he takes you to this tailor who takes your measurements

Then you go out to explore the market/square w/Hao while the tailor sews up a surprise

Minghao treats you by trading books for some cake since you can finally eat sugary stuff!! also coconut water since your body has enough blood in it again

((I realize I never really explained shopping in my other vamp au, but they don’t really use money lol they trade objects or favours since everyone knows each other))

it’s a small, chill night market, so there are lights everywhere and you get to watch tiny vampire kiddos and spot a few other creatures roaming around

it makes you realize how… human they are

yknow… hahah… just humans… who have to drink blood or coconut water… and have superhuman abilities… yeah

After ur nice cough cough DATE with Hao, he takes you back to the tailor who has prepared some fancy clothes for you!!

The tailor is like “a stunning outfit for a stunning vampire! I assume it’s for the ball, yes?”

and ur like. what ball lmao

Minghao answers for you and explains to you what the ball is on ur way home

Which is via CAPE TELEPORTATION btw!!

(some capes allow for teleportation and other capes help you turn into bats, etc etc (it’s how Mingyu teleported in his vampire au btw))

So every year around Halloween, there's this Vampire Ball™ for all the vampires at the Vampire Prince’s castle, aka JUNHUI’S CASTLEEE

Btw if you haven't read my Vampire!Mingyu series, note that Jun isn’t king bc his mother is technically queen still but she’s in hiding rn

he’s coolio but anyway

His Royal Highness is a bit mad that Minghao bit someone on the streets since it’s illegal

...but with Mr. Xu’s lawyer skills and the fact that Jun is a nice person (also the fact this has happened recently but was resolved well *cough* Mingyu) you were allowed to live!

and that’s how this almost became vampire politics akjfdh anyway

The night of the Vampire Ball, the 3 of you in the Xu residence change into formal clothing

Hao looks so fine, he’s got a suit on that’s accented w/a red carnation in his pocketand of course he’s got his cape on bc he looks heckin c o o l with that on

functional and fashionable eheh

he has a real proud dad who’s like omg did you get y/n a matching outfit? (yes)

you’re the last to get ready and do that slow walk down the stairs to where Minghao & Mr. Xu are waiting

Hao is obviously like o shit okay okay don’t panic don’t pani—

“…wow”

Mr. Dad: “Minghao, your jaw is physically dropped, please be polite and close your mouth”

Eventually, you get to the castle, which has been decorated w/shades of red

it’s real fancy and all these vampires are dressed up and have nice accessories,

it’s like you’ve been transported back in time to another century!

there are vamps playing classical music and everything

like oh is that a dude on double bass?? hell yeah, you fine sir

and Prince Junhui proposes a toast to another year of living!

Mr. Xu goes off to talk business with some older vampires

So you get to spend time with Hao and dance!!

he was able to get you to ballroom dance with him uwu

Finally, you could be at peace and live in a dream

but peace doesn’t come that easy around here…

there’s obviously gonna be some wine, and you get kind of intoxicated oops

you get a bit moody and start thinking of home back in the city

as much as you love being here with Hao, it’s probably caused so much trouble with your friends/family who’ve likely reported you as missing at this point

Hao notices you looking sad and looking up to the moon in the centre of a garden of roses

he steps next to you and takes your hand

a section of the roses starts to glow, but he ignores it bc he just wants to understand

he can’t really know firsthand what it feels like to be far from home, but maybe you can help him understand that?

maybe then he could feel human?

so he wraps his cape around you and teleports you somewhere else

When your eyes adjust to the dark, you see city lights and trees

Hao just whispers to you, “We can’t be here for long, stay close to me”

you’re at an empty park at the edge of the city, sitting close to Hao on a bench

“Wha—Minghao why are we here?”

“I want to know what it’s like to be far from the mansion. This is the deepest part of the city I’ve been in… And I thought you’d want to be closer to home, too.”

“Thank you, Hao”

You sit silently with him, slowly falling asleep on his shoulder until he has to take you back to the garden

When you return, there’s a small crowd gathered around you

Mr. Xu is in shock or smth, “Minghao did you—was this you?”

You’re obviously like. uh what

but there’s a whole prophecy or something and because of your little trip to the park,,, you’ve got another scheduled appointment at Vampire Court™

but don’t worry, you’ve got a vampire lawyer and a vampire boyfriend by your side~

[mobbossbaby]

..

my grandma died Wednesday after living with us since august getting treated for cervical cancer

and I have complicated feelings about it but rn I’m mostly OK because she died never knowing how mad I was at her for a lot of reasons

mostly because she admitted she had suspected something due to weird bleeding for literal years 

but said nothing at the countless doctor appointments she went to 

even though she knew I called her all the time out of concern for both her physical and mental health

and she used both of those as dangling threats over my head for years

but she died with the last things I said to her being how much I loved her and she died somewhat comforted and she didn’t die alone

the last thing she said to me was her literally dragging me and it was fucking hilarious so it’s chill

I do regret that we didn’t watch all the movies she wanted to watch, because she got pretty bad the last few months and wouldn’t have been able to really follow the plot

but she wanted to watch Dogma pretty badly. but we watched the mbmbam show together and she dug that

and I gave her a pretty decent interp of the other films she wanted to see, like the lovely bones and midsommar and hereditary

so closing this out with something sorta funny: just imagine me twisting the plot of hereditary into a half hour of super dark comedy and that’s pretty much what happened

in other news it’s my birthday on Friday and I have no idea what to do. like I know I gotta do something to make it somewhat special or time will officially become meaningless. it’s just a matter of what 

also more whining but I’m like officially out of anything vape and also I was a big idiot and wrote a letter that will almost certainly get someone angry and hating me more but whatever