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take me back | hange zoë

➳ categories: modern au, ex hange, female reader, angst

➳ word count: 11.7k

➳ summary: Hange Zoë realized that they didn't account for a lot of things before ending your relationship.

➳ notes: for everyone's reference, nifa, abel, and keiji are members of the fourth squad (hange's squad) and this fic was lowkey inspired by the lyrics of "kiss me better" by rihanna (don't ask lmfao it's so random). also, if you'd like, please read this on ao3 instead as i worked my butt off coding (yes, i coded instead of using screenshots) your DM's with hange. the version on tumblr is just a bunch of words, so the ao3 version is worth the read! you can find the link below :)

➳ cross-posted on ao3

ONE.

Five seconds before Hange ended your relationship, they noticed their hand clench tightly into a fist.

Three seconds later, they relaxed their hand before sucking in a deep breath and saying the three words you had always dreaded.

"Let's break up."

After three minutes of constant denial, you finally sucked up to your lover's—ex-lover's—decision and promptly stormed out of your apartment. It wasn't until the next morning did you come back to the shared space to pack your things and leave, not even daring to look at Hange's direction as you stowed away items into numerous moving boxes.

Hange remembers telling themselves to behave before you visited the apartment one last time. Knowing themselves, they would have said something stupid with the intention of taking back their words to get you back. Just before you strutted into the living room, Hange talked themselves through their crazy ideas in the mirror, eventually deciding to withdraw to the confines of their study in fear of interfering with your purposeful packing and making matters worse.

Hange got the signal from your tabby cat that you were out the door when it started making noise at the entryway. Its nonstop meowing was the go-signal for Hange to emerge from their study to find the apartment completely dulled down as it lacked the color that once filled the room.

It wasn't until near midnight that they decided to get something to eat after more than 24 hours of not having had a proper meal. With the intention of snacking a bit before hopping back on call with Levi and Erwin (their current emotional support duo who were surprisingly amazing at providing comfort), Hange walked over to the fridge to grab something to eat. When they opened the refrigerator, however, a green sticky note posted on the door caught their attention.

Adjusting their crooked glasses, Hange read the writing aloud.

"Cat food in drawer. Ask Nanaba for feeding schedule. Molecular kits to be sent this week. Nori hidden in pantry. Check all sockets. Check stove. Prepped food in fridge..."

It was at that moment Hange knew how badly they messed up. Written telegraphically, you had fit as many words as you could in the little sticky note to list all the essentials that only you would know how to do around the flat and the ones that Hange easily forgot to do. As another wave of sadness washed over them, Hange bitterly ransacked the fridge for an apple and a bottle of beer with decent alcohol content, then retreated to their study where Levi and Erwin chastised them over the screen for doing dumb and dumber things.

That essentially sums Hange's first 72 hours after breaking your heart into a million pieces. As a research scientist who's been confined at the lab for the past 15 years, those were by far the most uneventful 72 hours of their life. Hange found themselves weeping, drinking beer, ranting to Erwin and a less interested Levi, and sleeping for a maximum of two hours before doing it all over again in a never-ending cycle. It momentarily stopped when they had to work first thing the following Monday, but they relapsed quickly once they arrived home.

Hange couldn't remember the last time they drank that much beer. Their diet got worse as time passed, and thankfully Levi seemed to notice as he had come to their rescue the following evening by giving—drugging?—Hange with a sufficient dosage of melatonin in the black tea he offered. Much to Levi's surprise, Hange was down in 20 minutes without noticing a damn thing. They woke up the next morning, feeling lighter and well-rested.

Unbeknownst to them, Levi continued the routine with an appropriate concentration of melatonin until Hange was stable enough to be told the truth. They weren't bothered by the idea and were frankly more grateful than surprised. Over time, Erwin would swing by to share a cup (minus the dosage) only to leave the apartment with Levi after tucking Hange neatly in bed. Hange would wake up, feel energetically amazing despite the inevitable emptiness in their heart, and go to work.

TWO.

If you told Hange Zoë four years ago that there would come a time in which they would do something as dumb as breaking up with the only woman they were ever attracted to, you would have been called insane.

To be clear, Hange was never big on physical attraction. They were attracted to the weirdest, nerdiest, most mystifying things in the world, but attraction to humans? Certainly not. Hange Zoë, PhD (aged 27 and a certified organic chemist who had made at least a hundred drug-dealing jokes in the past eight years of studying), couldn't concern themselves with romance when it never crossed their mind to begin with. The only types of attraction they ever concerned themselves with were intermolecular forces (which they very much enjoyed learning in sixth grade chemistry) until they met you.

You were the perfect woman. Of that, they were certain. You began as friends in Hange's final year in university for their Bachelor's degree, but your friendship continued until Hange was halfway through their Master's. At that point, Hange felt as though your relationship was pretty solid given how often you spoke and saw each other outside campus. Before they knew it, they found themselves falling for you, their thoughts being muddled by images of your sweet face during the most random times of the day. Hange was wrapped around your finger and they couldn't get themselves to stop.

A month after that realization, Hange decided to ask you out in their own fashion—casually, but enthusiastic. You began dating some time after that and your relationship had been going strong ever since.

Now, after calling off the relationship with four years of dating and no rocky bumps on the road, Hange does, indeed, feel like an idiot. An imbecile. A dumbass, even. Blockhead. Nitwit. Stupid twit. A cretin. Hange could open the Cambridge Thesaurus and list out the synonyms for "idiot" because that's exactly what they are and there is no way of redeeming them from it.

"I just wished you would make the effort to spend time with me!" you exclaimed, eyebrows knitting in sorrow rather than anger, like Hange expected. "You can't even help me clean because you're so busy at your job, like— like I don't even exist sometimes to you."

Hange understands that it's their fault, but they cringe every time they recall the argument that led to the ultimatum. It started on the wrong foot. Looking back at it now, they suppose it was a chain of misunderstandings, one piling onto the other, until the tension finally snapped and dragged both of you into a full-blown argument.

"When the hell did I ever make you feel that way?!" they barked back, eyes wide and irises firm. They looked at you, waiting for an answer. "See?! You can't even answer me! Ridiculous!"

"I'm just— I'm just disappointed, okay?! Fuck, I don't know..." Head falling to your palms, you wiped your face in a stressed motion. "You never, and I mean this, you never—not once in our relationship—ever misunderstood me, so what's gotten into you? Aren't you're so clever, huh?! High IQ, high EQ?"

"Oh, please, in what world would I forget that my girlfriend exists?!" they yelled. You flinched at their tone. "I don't ghost you, I don't ignore you— I come home late, but damn, you don't know the guilt that eats me up every night because the only times I see you are when I go to bed and leave for work—"

"And who's at fault for your guilt but you?!" you retorted. "Hange, you"—you shoved a finger to their chest—"you're the one who can't take care of yourself because you're so invested in everything but your life at home! We haven't gone out in three months, like— like don't you think that's strange? Everyone is getting married, having kids, fuck, even my juniors are on their third night out of the week, yet you can't even take care of yourself unless I do it for you!"

The truth is, being obsessed with your job and anything that has to do with it is also detrimental to everyone who loves you. It never crossed Hange's mind because they haven't had this much on their plate since you started dating. There was always some time allotted for you at the end of the day, but things started to change lately.

On top of their regular job at the lab, Hange has four other things to do: tutor high schoolers for their admissions tests, teach as a part-time lab instructor at a private university, be a loving partner to their girlfriend, and be an equally loving parent to their adopted cat. Life hadn't always been like this, but they found themselves taking up more responsibilities over time until it was physically impossible to rest on most days. They couldn't even enjoy their weekends, for goodness' sake (because the high schoolers would always come knocking in their emails with more questions)—but if they were to take a break, they would return a day later to even more work.

Hange is simply not the type of person to live a peaceful life. Their peace is chaos; it doesn't help their mood when they aren't working on anything that stresses them out. Perhaps that's just the person they are. It should be okay to be this way, to always be in constant motion as long as the heart is followed and their happiness is fulfilled, but it isn't because they're risking so much of your relationship the more they work, work, and work.

You've always been supportive, but even your unconditional support can't realistically understand their position. Or that's what Hange thinks. They assume as such because your lifestyle is much freer than theirs. You have more time to yourself despite your regular 9-to-5 job. You don't have responsibilities outside of it and your personal life at home. Because of it, you decided to handle the work at the flat; Hange never had time for it anyway, much to their dismay. They had always wanted to help, but their schedule just never allowed it.

After a while, the chores automatically became your responsibility and never theirs. You had no problem with this. Hell, you even enjoyed it—you bonded with Hange's friend Levi over being clean freaks together as you always hated seeing mess. Although the duty of cleaning and keeping everything in check (including Hange and their health) soon became an irksome chore rather than something you enjoyed for the fun of it. The less Hange spent time with you, the more it annoyed you. You felt used, like some sort of maid. It was not a problem when you volunteered in a compassionate understanding of Hange's circumstances, but the least they could do was to make up for it by arriving home early or spending even a moment of intimacy.

But no, they had been so busy about other things that they couldn't provide the time. You hadn't gone out in almost three months to grab something to eat or go somewhere fun like you used to. You would take each other out to places you've never been to before regardless of how low-budget it was. You would have been happy with a simple late night trip to a fast food chain if it meant having your partner to yourself after months of no quality time, but such a trip just never came to be.

Witnessing Hange have a destructive breakdown whenever they came home exhausted was an even bigger problem. They never cried, but they were always so close to it. You would hear their frustration at one o'clock in the morning or through your heavy eyelids after being awoken by their wailing. When it got mentally tough, you would offer to stay up with them for comfort, but you were always sent back to bed or, worse, shut out from their study, where they isolated themselves.

They were awfully good at taking care of anything and anyone but themselves, so you felt the need to do it for them. And overall, the cause of your separation was a problem built on top of another. It was why you were so agitated when Hange could barely spend time with you, but your intentions came out wrong. You had explained all of this to them as you argued, yet they misunderstood your concerns as an insult to their work and commitment to your relationship.

Hange rolled their eyes as you cried. They were tired and had no time for this. They were running late for class and figured it would be cancelled at the last second because of your argument.

"Okay, let's get this over with—"

"You're mean. You're so mean, Hange." You slapped their hand away when they tried to touch you. Hange's face turned sour at your reaction. You were still crying.

"Please, can we just stop this?" they asked, voice sounding impatient. You glared at them with all your anger, but your gaze softened when Hange returned a look, weariness written across their face.

"I would never, ever, do this to you if I lived your life," you said softly. Hange remained silent. "I can do it all for you, so why can't you do it for me?"

You were right. Even with your freer schedule, you kept yourself busy with maintaining things at home that it technically felt like a second job. It didn't help your feelings when Hange was oblivious to the work and effort you did. When they cried to Erwin and Levi about this, the pair had opened their eyes to your side of the conflict and made Hange understand. Truly, they didn't account for a lot of things before ending your relationship: from the responsibility of feeding your cat and cleaning the house to understanding your partner's feelings.

Levi called Hange a moron for making you upset and a four-eyed loser for prioritizing "that nerd shit" over you. He had known Hange since high school and was aware of their insatiable obsession with science, even going as far as to believing that they would earn a Nobel Prize in Chemistry one day. Hence, when you started going out, Levi knew that they had fallen for you deeply, and anything that would break your bond could only be explained by supernatural phenomena or Hange's bewildering stupidity.

That said, Levi did the best he could to make Hange understand your viewpoint while Erwin patched their empty heart with anything but beer, apples, and Levi's special melatonin-infused black tea. Hange felt better having understood your feelings, so the next logical step was to talk it out with you for proper closure.

Except they couldn't.

You had already blocked Hange's number just days after the breakup, and your friends—unsurprisingly—weren't about to offer them any help.

THREE.

"Thanks for all of this, Nanaba."

It turns out that even with Hange's attempts at achieving the perfect work-life balance, they still can't master the duty of being a proper owner for the cat. Hange called Nanaba the day they saw your sticky note on the fridge, and since then, they have been keeping in touch with her for the cat's essentials. Hange has also been trying to manage their time better as a way of retribution that they can do better for your relationship, even though they no longer have any means of telling you (which is the harsh reality that they don't want to accept).

"Pfft, don't question it!" Nanaba pats Hange's shoulder as the cat rubs itself on her legs. "I would do anything for this little one! I've grown to like Ion so much, I want to keep him forever!"

"If only Miche wasn't allergic, I'm sure Ion would love to be your new owner," Hange jokes, mentioning Miche, one of Nanaba's roommates.

"Oh, you're just saying that. I'm sure you're a great owner. Sometimes you simply don't have the time to be perfect, and that's okay!"

Nanaba leaves a few moments later after giving Ion a much-needed head pat. Afterward, Hange and the cat decide it would be best to lounge at the living room couch and stare at the ceiling to absorb the quiet.

Ion struts over to the empty space by Hange's feet and lays his body flat. A few seconds later, he conforms his body into the oh-so-famous "catloaf" position, hiding his limbs and tail under his chunky body. Closing his eyes, Ion drifts off to sleep while a laying Hange watches the feline.

Ion, a male orange tabby Persian cat, is the devil reincarnate who happens to be your and Hange's practice child. Hange remembers you describing Ion to be the real-life twin of Garfield, the fictional cat who happens to be of the same breed. They recall questioning your choice at the adoption center upon hearing your many complaints of the feline's behavior, but you shook your head and snuggled the animal in your neck.

"This one's okay," you told them. The cat purred. "I need a little shit for a cat to entertain myself with whenever you aren't around. Also, it should be good training for a kid in the future."

Hange recalls bringing the cat home after a long day and trying their best to make friends with it. You chose the cat yourself, so it liked you more than it did Hange, but it didn't take long for it to start liking them.

"Hey, it likes me!" Hange cheered to themselves as the cat rested on their chest. You smiled. "I can't wait for it to like me better than you."

"You wish!" you retorted, seething with jealousy.

The cat was nameless for a few days as the both of you tried to come up with the perfect name, opting to call it "The Cat" for the meantime. You were against the common ones in favor of unique names, but you were also against certain names that could fool people into mistaking your cat for a human.

Hange kept suggesting the strangest names that were more often than not derived from scientific terms—you liked most of them, but they sounded too scientific for an orange cat who spends most days lazing around the flat. For lack of a better word, they sounded out of character.

That was only until Hange came home from a productive day at the lab, where they toured a bunch of interns and introduced them to their stations.

"Knock, knock," they began. You didn't reply. "You're supposed to say, 'Who's there?'"

"Is this another orange joke?" you asked. Hange shook their head.

"No! It's even better than that. Knock, knock."

You rolled your eyes, laughing.

"Who's there?"

"Cation."

"Cation who?"

"Can't ion-ly knock once? I'm positive you'll open up!"

You snickered.

"You and your silly jokes. Please don't tell me you were telling the interns knock-knock jokes at the lab all day."

"Ha-ha." Hange laughed slowly. "Wow, you totally figured it out!"

Suddenly, The Cat leaped onto Hange's shoulder, frightening them momentarily before being seized. The Cat struggled in Hange's arms as your partner hadn't learned the proper ways of holding a cat yet, but The Cat eventually nestled on their chest. A bright idea came to mind.

"Hange," you called out to them in excitement. They looked at you, intrigued. "What do you call a meowing ion?"

They thought about it silently.

Once they realized, they held up The Cat in the air, effectively surprising the feline.

"A cation!" they answered. They swayed The Cat around swiftly, confusing the poor animal who had no clue of what was to come. "You're a genius, (Y/N)! We should call this one Ion!"

It was a simple but nice name, one that you liked enough to give your partner the go-signal to name the cat as such. Ion seemed to like his name as he picked up on it quickly. It took him a week to get used to the one-syllable three-lettered name before it occurred to him that his two owners identified him with it.

At present, Hange watches Ion open his eyes and hop on the coffee table, sniffing the black tea they had prepared for themselves (this time, melatonin-free). Suddenly, he spots a particular item on the open shelf by the television and jumps over to inspect it, prompting Hange to move.

"No, Ion, get away from there."

Hange stands up from the couch and walks toward the cat. They heave it from the shelf with skilled hands, but it refuses to be picked up as it clings to a picture frame, its claws digging into the glass. Ion hugs the frame for dear life, but its grasp isn't enough to support the weight. One wrong move and it will fall.

"Ugh, put that down, you little cat! If that breaks, I swear to god!"

They manage to get the item out of its grasp when Ion is distracted. Hange decides to put the frame on their work desk in the study room, the one space in the entire apartment that the mischievous cat rarely enters, and believes it to be a fool-proof plan.

Despite all efforts, however, Ion leaps from Hange's hold and onto their work desk.

"Ion!" They grumble in frustration, seeing the cat sniff the picture frame and sit beside it. The photograph is special; it was a photo of you and Hange on your first anniversary that they never bothered to put down after the breakup because they've been clinging on to the little shimmer of hope that you would come back. It's one of the few traces they have left of you at home (and they're eternally grateful that you decided to leave it), so if the cat breaks it, it's over.

Another wave of sadness washes over them when Ion caresses the glass with his paw. Hange notices how he paws your face in the photograph, clearly missing your presence. They frown.

"I know, Ion. I miss her, too." They rub the cat's fur comfortingly. "I'm sorry for being stupid. If I could let you see her again, I would."

And they mean that. The cat misses you dearly and it breaks Hange's heart to imagine that it probably thinks you're dead. Hange isn't too deep into zoology to know if animals can understand human conflict, but they most likely don't. They suppose cat and human break ups are different.

Ion meows as his owner picks him up with a tight grip. He tries to reach out to the frame once more with his stubby limbs as Hange pulls him away from the desk, but he unleashes his claws in protest and grips Hange's shoulder in a devious attack.

"Ow— what the fuck!" Hange hisses as Ion's claws dig deep into their shoulder. They let go of Ion as he leaps back on top of the table, sitting beside the picture frame once more.

They palm their scratched shoulder, glaring at the cat.

"Alright, you want to stay in here like a sulking loser?! Fine by me!"

Hange leaves the study with the door open and the light fixture turned on just so they wouldn't forget to retrieve Ion later. As they walk to the bathroom to wash the wound and rub it with an ointment, they put on some music with the iPad Mini they rarely use.

When the device connects to their home network, a notification instantly appears on screen.

(Y/N) (L/N) recently added to their story.

Hange stands in front of the mirror, dumbfounded.

Not knowing what to do, they simply stare at the notification with raised eyebrows, feeling their chest get heavier by the second. They have an internal argument with their imaginary shoulder devil, who tempts them into clicking the notification. Nothing can go wrong, right? Well, it's just social media—yet their angelic side knocks into their conscience in hopes of waking them up from the temptation, serving as some sort of warning for any consequence that is to come the moment they snoop around your social media. Hange doesn't do anything long enough for the notification banner to disappear, effectively sealing their decision to ignore it—

Hange clicks on the notification at the last second.

The Instagram app opens, then it loads the first photo you added to your story an hour ago.

Great job, Hange. You're responsible for your actions and for your broken heart! They think.

Once your Instagram story loads, Hange recognizes you in a group photo with your friends from university. Dressed in comfortable clothing and makeup done so beautifully, Hange thinks you look stunning as usual. You look no different from the last time they saw you, but they're not quite sure how you're doing behind the sweet smile you have on your face.

Or perhaps they're just projecting their own sadness and can't fathom the idea of you moving on from them. It's a selfish thought coming from the person who initiated the break up, but they yearn so hard for you to still be in love with them against all odds.

Who's a sulking loser now? They think again.

They tap through your story, thoughts continuing to barrage their mind until the last one catches them off guard.

It seems pretty normal: a photo of the sunset with a song from an artist you like playing in the background, not until they notice the little green icon at the topmost part of the screen. They're still in your Close Friends.

They squint their eyes and read the small text at the bottom of the image.

let me see ion one more time pls. i miss everything

"What the hell?"

Breathing in deeply, Hange steps away from the iPad in shock. Dramatic, they know—and there is absolutely no way that this is real since they have been blocked from your contacts just a few days after the breakup, but knowing you, this is something that you would totally do. And it's not like you voiced out to see them—you wanted to see Ion, the cat. Hange should be jealous that the cat gets your attention in this scenario, but knowing you (yet again), you would never be the one to articulate that kind of desire. Regardless, Hange knows that you still want them. Or they pray that you do.

You must. You have to.

Hange is just surprised that they chanced upon your story since they haven't opened their Instagram account in months, and truth be told, they only had one for the sake of having a social media presence that isn't Facebook. Suddenly, the pain in their shoulder fades away, and their only goal is to find some way to respond without sounding like a selfish asshole.

They should post a story with just you in their Close Friends, something that would totally shock you like how you shocked them. Hange believes it's an amazing plan until they try to execute it. Well, they had never posted anything on their story before. Everything that they ever posted on the platform went directly to their feed which over time became a messy jumbled dump of random photos. They don't have many followers, either. You had once called them a "shitposter" with a "garbage dump of a feed", which tells Hange enough that they probably shouldn't proceed with the plan.

So, they settle for your private messages with a direct reply to your story.

Upon opening your direct messages, however, Hange's heart sinks. You didn't block them on Instagram, much less take down the customized settings in your private chat, so everything stayed the same as before as if nothing ever happened: your nickname is still "My Darling Dearest", while theirs is a matching "my beloved". Your chat theme is still the "Love" theme on Instagram with your back-and-forth messages colored pink.

Hange thinks of what to say, what to type. This will be your first conversation since the breakup, after all. They shouldn't mess it up by saying something stupid.

An idea comes to mind. Hange hurriedly exits the bathroom, iPad Mini in hand, and enters their study. They find Ion in the same position as before, laying beside your picture frame as he paws on your photograph. Hange tucks the iPad in between their armpit and seizes Ion from behind.

"A-ha! Gotcha!" Rejoicing, Hange carries the cat out of the study as he instantly goes feral in their hold. They restrain his paws as much as they can while they talk Ion into doing them a favor. "Please, Ion, don't you want to see your mother again? (Y/N)?"

At the sound of your name, the cat calms down and Hange sighs.

Man, this cat has issues.

With the behaved cat, Hange sits on the couch and places Ion on their lap, belly facing them. The cat looks at them in confusion, watching his owner pull out the iPad and excitedly open the Camera app to take a photo of his vulnerable form.

"Mrao?" the cat asks.

"Just stay still," they order.

Ion makes a face of disapproval and shuts his eyes tightly, stretching his limbs out as he tries to contain his annoyance. He wants to see you again, even if it means just staring at your photograph and burning your image in his head, as opposed to being captured and taken photos of like a show animal. He loves Hange for feeding him and taking care of him, but why would they separate him from you? He misses you so much.

"Looks good enough." Ion hears Hange mumble to themselves. He meows another time in a questioning tone to ask if the job is finally done so that he can go back to admiring your photograph. When Hange puts him down on the ground, he bolts for the study.

Meanwhile, Hange stares at the messages they had sent you on Instagram.

my beloved: Heyy... Ion misses you too... my beloved: Attached Image my beloved: hahahahhaaafh :') Seen

They sound like a nervous wreck, akin to a middle schooler who's confessing to someone for the very first time in fear of rejection. Hange doesn't expect you to reply right away, so they stow away the iPad on the coffee table while they scream into one of the couch pillows to relieve their stress. Suddenly, the device vibrates.

Hange is looking at the notification in no time.

My Darling Dearest: thank you

Their heart leaps out of their chest. You replied. You actually replied. It's a simple thank you that probably doesn't mean much to anyone else, but it means the entire world to them given the current circumstances. Hange breaks into a grin as they stand up from the couch and pace around the living room, rereading your two-word reply over and over again.

my beloved: Of course of course, don't mention it!!! my beloved: Sorry for the exclamation points, I'm not shouting :( Seen

Their celebration ends quickly, however, as Hange curses to themselves upon typing a stupid response with the apology at the end. They take a deep breath. Okay, Hange. Don't mess this up now!

They watch as the read receipt appears at the bottom of their message. A small bubble with three dots appears then disappears every so often. You continue to type for the next 30 seconds and Hange grows anxious.

When you don't reply, their shoulders fall.

"Just my luck," they mutter. Hange is left at read even after six minutes of waiting. At this point, they can't identify the best course of action after getting ignored. They guess that it's better than being left at delivered, and that they should be grateful that you replied in the first place, so they exit the app and admit defeat.

But they come back running a minute later after having realized that they should initiate. Of course you wouldn't want to talk to Hange after they broke your heart—even if you still love them dearly, it's only appropriate if you refrain from any kind of interaction... yet you had replied to their message when you could have just totally ghosted them, removed your cute chat decorations, and blocked them on every social media platform there is to exist.

Hange isn't giving up on your relationship. They can't give up on you.

my beloved: To tell you the truth, I saw your story earlier and I figured that you might want to see Ion again my beloved: I understand if you don't want to see me, but I can drop him off my beloved: He misses mom a lot! D: Seen

Hange observes just how fast you read their message and smiles to themselves when they see you typing. They're glad they pulled the "our-son-misses-you" card as it seemed to be enough to get your attention. Hange looks at their study, remembering the cat who's snuggled up with your photo. Ion would be more than delightful to hear about this.

My Darling Dearest: tomorrow 2 PM. my beloved: Oh okay!! my beloved: May I ask where? 😅 My Darling Dearest: i'm staying at nifa's my beloved: We will be there! Seen

Hange giggles, kicking their feet. They throw the iPad on the couch and run to the study. Picking up Ion from the work desk, they hoist the cat in the air as they celebrate. "We did it! We're seeing (Y/N) tomorrow!"

"Miaow!"

"I know! Okay, I'm giving you a bath tonight." Hange puts him down and lets the cat roam free. Suddenly, they remember that they have work tomorrow. It's currently Sunday afternoon and their workload is calling their name. "Fuck."

Running their fingers through their hair, they shake their head. It shouldn't matter. They have more important things to attend to.

FOUR.

"Look, I'm sorry for being an asshole. I reflected on everything I said the past month and I understand that I was wrong. Please, from the bottom of my heart, can you give me a second chance?"

"Wrrrao!"

"Ugh, get up. We're both bad at this."

Ion meows angrily a second time when Hange picks him up. It's his call of hunger. He demands food and water because he's Hange's (and your) precious cat who can do no wrong, like the king of the flat, the king of everything. Hange situates Ion on their shoulder and lets him balance there as they prepare the cat food that Nanaba had sent yesterday. He smugly watches Hange plate his meal and promptly hops off their shoulder once they put his pet bowl on the ground. While Ion digs into his breakfast, Hange disappears into the bedroom and locks themselves inside to be left alone with their thoughts.

Ever since you consented to seeing Ion—and Hange—yesterday afternoon, they decided to call in sick at work. Once that problem was out of the way (which, to their surprise, was a fairly easy process), they decided to craft an apology to rehearse if they ever find the time to insert a small discussion in your "casual" meeting.

"That's great to hear, Hange!" Erwin told them last night over FaceTime. Hange had to break the news to someone other than the cat, and since Erwin (and Levi) had been there for them since day one, they decided to tell him immediately. They were hoping to get his opinion on the matter, maybe some word of advice and a 101 on "how-to-approach-your-ex-girlfriend". But Erwin was empty-handed, equally clueless as he hadn't been in their shoes before; he never tried to get back together with an ex. He was hopeful, though. "Sorry about that. In any case, I believe you can handle it on your own. No one knows her better than you."

But Hange isn't handling this as well as they'd hoped. Usually quick with words, they thought finding the right ones for their apology would come naturally, but it hasn't. Every attempt feels clumsy, every phrase falls short. The weight of the moment presses on them, and the uncertainty of how this meeting will unfold only makes it worse. It could go right, or it could go wrong—but Hange can't shake the sinking feeling that the odds of success have never felt slimmer.

Hange wonders what's running through your mind. Did you sleep well last night after your conversation? Are your friends warning you it's a bad idea to meet up with your ex? Or maybe you're considering canceling altogether? They figure that's unlikely, though—after all, you've missed Ion like crazy. Your bond with Ion (Hange chuckles softly at their own chemistry joke) is far too strong for you to say no to seeing him. Still, they wouldn't blame you if you canceled. After all, who'd want to face the person who shattered their heart?

Regardless, Hange has been rehearsing countless scenarios, crafting a plan for every possible outcome if things don't go their way. They've already revised their apology at least four times, hoping one version will hit the right note when they see you this afternoon. In one scenario, they picture knocking on your old friend and roommate Nifa's door, leaving Ion on the doorstep, and waiting out of sight until you step outside to find him sitting there, alone on the mat. Then, they'd emerge—calm, composed—and launch into their carefully prepared speech. In another, they imagine standing at the doorway, holding Ion and a bouquet of flowers, their nerves barely hidden. They'd offer you both—flowers and cat alike—with a heartfelt apology for their foolish mistakes, hoping it's enough to bridge the gap they created.

As they sit in silence, though, Hange thinks they're going overboard. You would probably appreciate it if they brought you something other than the cat, but spoiling you with flowers and some other romantic shit when you aren't together anymore just sounds... pathetic. Pitiful. It feels like they're begging for your love through material possessions when they shouldn't. They hurt you with their words, their gestures, so they might as well patch it up by promising to do better and showing it all through their actions.

So Hange arrives with just the cat. No flowers, no chocolates, none of that romantic stuff. Just them, Ion, their keys, and wallet.

Breathing in, Hange rings the doorbell. They arrived pretty early—it's still 1:46 PM, but your and Nifa's old apartment used to be on the other side of town so they had to leave the flat early. As they wait to be let in, they stroke Ion's orange fur and pray to a transcendent being that everything will be okay.

FIVE.

A month away from Hange feels longer than it should have been. A month is a year in your book, and on some days, it feels even longer.

It's the aftermath of a breakup—an unwelcome shadow that lingers over your life. Even with a regular job to keep you busy, Hange's words haunt you, often pushing you to the brink of a breakdown. You can't seem to escape it. The moment you're alone with nothing to distract you, the discomfort creeps in, settling like a heavy knot in your stomach. Whether it lasts three minutes or five, it always ends the same, your tears threatening to spill as the weight becomes too much to bear.

To your luck, your old roommate Nifa had provided you amazing company while you tried to mend your broken heart. You met her in university when you moved out from your hometown and lived within the residence halls for the duration of your undergraduate program. When your friend group expanded, the both of you moved out of the dorms with Abel and Keiji into a four-bedroom apartment near campus, which became your home until you decided to move in with Hange three years ago. Hence, when you stormed out of your apartment after the breakup with nothing but your phone and wallet, Nifa was the first person you called.

She welcomed you to your old home with open arms, followed by Abel and Keiji who came running back home to tackle you into a group hug. You had been away for so long that they almost didn't recognize you—you had grown since you had last seen them five months ago, but you ought to think that it was the stress taking a toll on your body.

The merriment of your return drifted away as you explained to the boys why you visited. They comforted you for the rest of the evening and offered every kind of help. To say they were disappointed about the news was an understatement. Abel and Keiji were upset to learn the details, while Nifa exploded into flames—they found it absurd that Hange broke up with you and not the other way around.

"Seriously, why would someone do that to the sweetest girl out there?!" Nifa exclaimed, eyebrows knitted and face evidently furious.

You agreed with them. It was quite strange that Hange ended your relationship for that reason when it was something you could have made amends with. You had never fought in your relationship as any issue encountered was almost immediately solved with proper communication. It had always been that way since you started noticing Hange's workaholic attitude, which merely turned out for the worst.

You were lonely. On some days, you felt unloved. Hange couldn't spare you a glance as you made breakfast in the morning because they would be working away at the study the moment they woke up. The longest stretch without any real acknowledgment from them lasted four days, and it drove you mad. It was a cycle of waking up, going to work, and going to bed without them, and you had never felt more distant. You tried to invite them out to dinner in hopes of rebuilding your relationship, but you were always politely turned down.

That was arguably the worst part: they weren't mean about it. In fact, Hange seemed genuinely apologetic every time they declined. Yet as the days dragged on, the apologies began to sting. It didn't feel like them to refuse you so often. They had always loved going out with you, and even when work consumed their time in the past, they had always found a way to make room for you. This wasn't the Hange you knew.

What changed? You had wondered. Hange was always running around doing things and you were aware of that. They could never sit still because there was always something that they wanted to work on. You loved that about them; it was what you found interesting about Hange that made you fall for them harder. There is great honor in working so scholarly at a lab day and night and you couldn't be any prouder, but to do so in excess transformed it into a vice that hurt the both of you deeply.

Hange didn't know how to take care of themselves until you came into the picture. Their obsession with constantly working on things hindered them from eating regularly or looking after themselves. When their schedule got tighter the past few months and you witnessed their health deteriorating like a decreasing health bar in a video game, you got mad. Call it motherly girlfriend instincts and whatnot, but you were bothered by it.

"You didn't eat your food." You frowned upon seeing the small container with the food you cooked that morning. "What the— Hange! Why is your water bottle still full?!"

It was excessive. They weren't eating the food you packed them yet they would have the audacity to come up to you a few days later with a growling, aching stomach. "I swear, if you develop an ulcer, what are we going to do?!" You would cook for Hange whenever that happened, whether it be at 10 in the evening or two in the morning. Whenever they needed something, you were up and standing, ready to help them with whatever—and it was exactly why it hurt so much when they couldn't even hang out with you like you used to.

"I can do it all for you, so why can't you do it for me?"

Nonetheless, you didn't want to break up. No, that wasn't the best decision. It never was and it never will be. Hange is a scientist with a passion for learning, so surely they can learn to be better, yet they ended your relationship like they weren't willing to.

And even after weeks of not having Hange by your side, it still pissed you off so much that they couldn't just listen to you or make the commitment to do so. You couldn't suppress your anxiety either. Everyday, you would think about how they're doing without you being there to maintain things at home. You doubt the note you left by the fridge was enough to keep them going. While they eventually had to learn how to do things without you, there's a discomfort at the pit of your stomach that they wouldn't be able to live like normal without you around. Their regular job requires lots of time and attention on top of the many other commitments they have—hell, they probably will struggle with taking care of the cat!

Although the wound in your heart faded as time passed. While you still worried for Hange, your hurt became anger and anger became misery. You were upset—so upset, and you miss Hange (and Ion) so badly. Moving out of your apartment with not even a single word of closure stung so badly as if a part of your soul left and never returned. You would do anything in your power to get back together with them again, but was it a good decision to initiate?

"Especially when they ended it first?" Nifa spoke, rubbing her knees with cold hands as she sat across you on the living room floor. You had asked her if it was a good idea to ever come running back to an ex, to give them a second chance to make things better. "Usually not, but this kind of scenario often plays out for cheaters. Maybe it wouldn't be bad to get back together."

"I second that," Keiji said, seated on the armchair. "If they still don't change, make sure to end it once and for all."

"I wouldn’t initiate it myself," Abel added. Nifa shot him a pointed look, but he continued. "They broke up with you. No offense, but do yourself a favor—don’t go making a fool of yourself chasing after someone when you��re not even sure they want you back. If Hange wants to reconcile, let them do the begging."

You took their advice and followed your heart. You wanted to get back together because you weren't letting a single argument be the end of your relationship, and if Hange didn't want to restore your connection, you at least wanted some form of closure. On top of that, you wanted to see your cat.

So you distracted yourself.

You waited for them to reach out. Right after the breakup, you had blocked Hange's number partly to avoid the inevitable messages, knowing full well they'd try to reach out after a couple of days of silence. But you weren't ready to talk at the time, so their contact remained blocked for an entire week while you sorted through your emotions and sought advice from your friends. Eventually wanting to hear from them, you unblocked their number and left the door open for them to message you, but to your dismay, the days passed in silence and Hange hadn't reached out at all.

You looked through your private messages on different platforms yet you didn't receive any word from them. Your heart sunk at the revelation. Maybe Hange didn't want to talk to you. After all, they hid themselves inside their study when you came back to the apartment the morning after the breakup to pack your things into boxes. Maybe Hange truly didn't want to talk.

Grief consumed you in the days that followed, yet you couldn't bring yourself to reach out, afraid it would only deepen your pain. If nearly three weeks had passed without a word from Hange, it had to mean they were done with you, didn't it? Still, you clung stubbornly to the faint hope that they'd reach out one day. As the silence stretched on, however, the weight of waiting became too much to bear, and you knew you had to do something about it.

You couldn't stand it anymore. Waiting around for nothing just made you more anxious than you already were, so off to Instagram you went, removing everyone in your Close Friends except Hange. You knew they rarely spent time online except for networking sites like LinkedIn and ResearchGate, but you wanted to send some kind of signal without being too obvious.

You had gone out with your roommates the day you posted the story, so if Hange ever decided to open their Instagram after months of inactivity, it wouldn't be too obvious that you posted. When the post went through, you held your breath and ditched your phone to calm your raging nerves.

Will it work? Will they even see it? You thought to yourself, hopeful about the outcomes.

After an hour of waiting, however, you didn't hear anything from them. No view receipt, no new message, nothing. It didn't hurt that much since Hange rarely opened Instagram in the first place, but you were hoping that they would at least have the idea of coming online to check your account. Yet their account showed no activity, the green dot at the side of their profile picture missing every time you checked.

Suddenly, your phone vibrated. A notification went through.

my beloved Heyy... Ion misses you too...

The rest was history. You managed to arrange a meeting with Hange the following day under the guise of meeting Ion, but you hadn't done so without prancing around your room like a panicking idiot. You hadn't told anybody about posting your story in fear of jinxing things, so you replied to Hange with no one's help but yourself.

Now, you sit at the dining table with your roommates, who bicker over Keiji's homemade lunch about a manga series they've been following. You eat your food in silence as you think of a way to tell your friends that you had invited Hange over for a casual meeting in two hours, but you're left dry with ideas.

Eventually, it comes out of your mouth.

"What?" Abel mumbles to himself, freezing midair with the serving spoon and a bowl of chicken in his hands. Keiji drops his fork.

"You did what?!" Nifa screeches, followed by an apology from Abel for her indecency. "Girl, I— sorry, you invited them here? Like, you aren't joking?"

"Listen, I"—you gulp—"I invited them because I wanted to see the cat."

"Never mind the cat. Your ex is still coming," Nifa points out.

"Of course, I know that—"

"Are you sure about this?" Abel asks. Your eyes fall down to your plate. "Just so we're clear, we're not mad at you for having them over."

"I understand," you reply.

"We're worried for you."

"I understand that, too," you say. Abel is silent. "Look, I know it sounds dumb, but I promise I didn't invite them over just like that. I truly did want to see Ion and I wasn't expecting a reply."

"What did you do?" Keiji asks. You tell him about your elaborate plan and he nods his head in approval. "Wow. You have insane luck."

"I do, and I just— I meant it when I said that I didn't expect it, okay? You all know Hange, they're... chronically offline. Not that good with social media."

Nifa snorts. "Yeah, you could say that again. I'm surprised they even knew how to reply to an Insta story." Mashing her chicken with her fork, she clears her throat. "Well, I guess we should get going ASAP."

"You aren't mad?" you ask, surprised.

"I don't see the point. You should live your life the way you want to," she says. "Also, it makes us feel better that you're here because of a misunderstanding and not any of that cheating bullshit."

"I would have ripped their throat out if you had come here for that." Keiji seethes. You giggle.

"Don't worry. You'll never have to."

"Ugh, why am I tearing up?" Nifa dramatically pauses. She lets go of her utensils and leans over to your side. "God, come here for a hug!"

"Group hug!" Keiji rejoices, his hands automatically locating your head and giving you a couple of pats. Abel follows suit, leaning next to you.

"Just don't hurt yourself," he says as he embraces you back. Keiji and Nifa nod.

"I won't. I promise."

SIX.

Your roommates left the apartment after they finished cleaning up. They promised to hang out for a few hours at a nearby café and that they would be one call away in case you needed anything. They trusted that you and Hange won't go batshit crazy at the apartment, but if it ever came down to that, Keiji and Abel promised to arrive in three minutes tops.

The clock ticks by as the silence envelopes the apt. You're sitting on the arm of the couch as you bounce your knee impatiently. It's 1:45 PM, exactly 15 minutes before your scheduled meeting, yet you're already stationed by the door.

You inhale sharply when the doorbell rings.

Standing from the couch, you approach the entrance. You look through the peephole to check the new arrival, and your heart swells upon seeing a patch of orange fur in Hange's arms.

It's now or never.

You open the door.

"Hi. I'm here, like you asked... ha-ha." Hange laughs slowly, the awkwardness sinking in. When silence falls in the air, they look at the cat and offer him to you. "Um, anyway, here's Ion, the cat. Our cat... that we, um, co-parent together— sorry, was that term triggering? Whatever. Anyway, here he is— oh, uhuh, yep— Ion, relax!"

Ion leaps into your arms the moment he realizes that you're in front of him. You look the same as the last time he saw you, your features still recognizable by his little cat brain. Ion is also delighted to see that you aren't crying anymore. When you dashed in and out of the apartment a month ago with tears falling on your face, he couldn't handle the fear and confusion that consumed him.

The moment you catch the cat, you hold him close to your chest and snuggle his head into your shoulder. Ion does so obediently, sniffing you in the process to refresh his memory with your scent. Hange watches the scene unfold in front of them, their heart warming up and a big smile appearing on their face as Ion happily purrs in your hold. Leaning on the door, they allow themselves to get lost at the warm sight in front of them, nostalgic of the domestic life with you and your feline child.

When Ion calms down, you thank Hange sheepishly.

"Well," you start after a few seconds of quiet, "are you just going to stand there?"

"Oh." Hange's eyes shoot up. "You want me to...?"

You sigh. "Just come in."

Hange follows your request and slowly walks in the apartment. As you close the door, they look around to observe. So much has changed since the last time they visited. It's a much bigger space compared to your shared one on the other side of town to house four people, and although your creative touch is initially unrecognizable as opposed to the old days, Hange figures out that if they look hard enough, they can see your touches here and there—the flower vase at the foot of the TV and the little figurines inside the glass shelf by the dining room corner are household articles that only they can recognize in familiarity.

"Are your roommates home?" they ask. You shake your head. "So that leaves the both of us here... alone?"

You sit yourself on the couch and release Ion to let him explore the apartment. Hange cautiously occupies the space beside you, leaving some space in between to make things less awkward.

You bat your eyelashes. Nodding your head, you purse your lips and decide to let your actions do the talking. You still aren't sure if you want to initiate the conversation, so you leave the opportunity for Hange to grab.

And they notice. Taking a deep breath in, Hange decides it's the perfect time to address the elephant in the room.

"I'm sorry," they say softly. Rubbing their hands together, they decide at the last second to ditch their script and just go for it. You listen intently. "I thought about it after you moved out. I've done wrong in the past, but this has to be the pinnacle of my mistakes. I was mad, and I didn't realize the weight of my words until you left... I'm sorry."

"Is that all?"

"No." They shake their head. "Of course not. I would say more, but it gets overwhelming." Hange turns their head to the side and meets your eyes for the first time in a month. You allow them to look. "What do you want to know?"

You shift in your seat.

"Why you broke up with me." Hange looks away when they hear the sadness in your voice. "Why you thought breaking up was the best decision at that time."

"I didn't," they say. "I eventually regretted it. I still do."

"But you just let me be." You frowned. "You didn't... you didn't chase after me, you didn't run after me when I left the next day. I didn't even receive a single message after two weeks—"

"You know I wanted to," Hange cuts you off, looking back at you with a pained expression. "But I had to stop myself. I couldn't start begging you to come back without considering your feelings. What kind of person would that make me, if not even more selfish?"

They lean forward, elbows on their knees as they stare into nothingness. "I was angry. Stubborn, but angry. When you nagged at me, I just— I just wanted you away. I didn't want to be disturbed and it annoyed me when you did because I was working. I did it to push you away even though it wasn't the best decision."

"That was a mistake, Hange," you remark. Hange mutters a quick, "I know," in response. "Did you think that I could do better?"

"You could say that. For the longest time, I never thought of one to be less sufficient than the other. We were great, but I couldn't meet your needs as well as before when things were becoming busy." Hange rests their forehead on the heels of their palms and shuts their eyes. "I wanted focus. I didn't want distractions, and more importantly, I was tired."

Expression turning sour, you say, "Distraction? Our relationship was a distraction, was that it?"

"It," Hange hesitates, "it was what I thought."

Leaning back on the couch, you look away from Hange as their words sink in. Your eyes well up with tears, an irksome occurrence amid the exchange. You promised yourself earlier that you wouldn't cry as you had already done enough in the past few weeks, but they just come, and you make no effort to stop them.

"Even after everything I did?"

Hange heeds the hurt in your voice, prompting them to come closer in response for comfort.

"I-I'm sorry. I promise you, I thought things out when you were gone and I regret it. I really do!"

"A distraction," you choke out. "Ugh, god. I've never heard that one before."

"I'm sorry..." Hange says for the nth time that day. They try to come closer to see your face, but you avoid them. "I didn't have my priorities straight. I always made time for you in the past, but I just got so obsessed and I— I'm so sorry."

No response. You let your tears run while you cry in silence. Hange doesn't know what to do and the panic settles in.

"Hey… I realized how hard it was to live without you, so I'm here to talk it out." You sniff. Hange is starting to crumble. "Baby, I'm a difficult person who had an easier life because of you. In hindsight, you were no distraction. I thought that way because I was an obsessive freak, and I hate myself for hurting you! I've gotten even crankier to the point of drinking Levi's melatonin black tea, and— and—"

Ion suddenly hops on you, finding his normal spot on your lap before you decided to one day disappear from his life. Surprised, you let the cat sit on your lap as he meows anxiously at the tension in the air. Hange breathes in.

"The cat!" They cry. "The cat misses you! He scratches me like I'm a walking cat scratcher every time he demands to see you. He's been wondering where his mother went because she hasn't been home in a month!"

Hange watches Ion purr against your touch, enjoying your company as he realizes that you aren't dead after all, just gone for a very long time. He turns around from his seated position on your lap to lay on his back, his tummy showing and vulnerable to you, a sign of trust toward his owner.

Hange's heart sinks another time when you pull Ion close after wiping your tears away, a bittersweet pang reminding them of the days when they could simply glance at you and the cat, content in the quiet comfort of your shared space as they worked in their study. For what feels like the hundredth time that day, regret wells up, filling the hollow ache in their chest. If it weren't for your presence keeping them anchored, they might have broken down completely right then and there.

"I'm sorry," they choke out as they gently reach for your hand and hold it in theirs, possibly for the final time. They know there isn't a single word, phrase, or sentence out there that can articulate the graveness of their apology, but they hope to get it across as much as they can. "I'm an asshole for coming here in the first place, but if it means getting proper closure and allowing our cat to see you again, I don't regret it. I hope you can forgive me for invading your space."

You sigh. "That's enough, Hange."

"Huh?" They drop your hand in response, afraid of what's to come.

"I get it. You're sorry for what you did." Ion rolls around in your lap, soon standing on his hind legs with his forelegs reaching out to you for a hug. You hug him back. "I'm just, um, I'm just worried now, and I've been worried. How were you? Were you doing okay?"

Hange exhales in relief. "Dear, you didn't have to worry about me."

You frown.

"No, love. I want to worry about you. What kind of girlfriend would I be if I didn't?" Hange's heart skips a beat when you call them with the term of endearment. "So? How was life then?"

"I reached the conclusion that being single isn't good for me." They pout. They hold your hand again. "I struggled so much alone. I survived, but surviving isn't living. Life felt empty when I didn't have the sweetest girl making me happy."

"You're just saying that."

"No, I mean it! I love living with you, I love loving you. I know I can do that even when we're not together, but it makes my life so much fuller when you're in the picture."

They look down at Ion, who looks at them from his peripheral vision like he's judging them dramatically.

"You and Ion, of course."

"Mrrao!"

Snuggling with Ion, you kiss his nose. He purrs back in contentment.

"I just... I didn't feel as loved as I used to," you say. "I love living my life knowing that it's you who I end up with, but I must have loved you too hard. Maybe I love you too much because I want to spend more time with you, to always be around you."

"And you aren't selfish for that," Hange declares. "You deserve to be loved for the woman you are and for the love you give. You did so much for me, yet I didn't pay you back. You had every right to complain. Now that you have, I hope to make things right and compensate you for all the times I acted so dumbly. I'll make time for you again and I'll take care of myself better—I promise."

"But how do I know that you're telling the truth?" you whisper. Second chances are hard to come by. To give an ex this special chance to make things right doesn't happen to just anyone, and it rarely even works out the second time around. What is Hange willing to do for you when you've already done so much for them? "Tell me what you're willing to do. How do I know, Hange?"

"Because I called off everything I had to do today just to come here." Hange smiles a bit. That's your cue to realize that they did, indeed, skip work today just to visit you and iron things out. It's a Monday afternoon, and Hange could have simply taken a half-day shift, but they decided against it entirely. "And, as a matter of fact, I would do it again, and again, and again."

"Oh, Hange, don't waste your—"

"No, no! You got the wrong idea!" they exclaim. "I'm not going to take the entire week off just to prove a point briefly and go back to being a douchebag the following week. I figured that, out of everything, temperance is a virtue that I should work on. I want to be there for you when you need me and I will be there."

Your tears have dried at this point, having left a puffy texture on your eyes. Hange carefully massages your hand in theirs as you find the right words to say.

"Promise me this, Hange."

"I promise."

"Then kiss me if you want to seal it."

With a big grin on their face, Hange leans forward and wraps their hands around your body, laughing softly as Ion looks up in between the both of you with curious eyes. Hange pats his head, mumbles a quick apology to the cat, and kisses you gently with that silly grin still on their face. You kiss them back slowly, heart warming up to the sweet moment of having your partner back into your life to complete your little family of three.

Hange pulls away, but they stay close to you, their hands cupping your face. "I missed you so badly."

"I missed you, too. Being away from you killed me more than being with you all the time. Believe it or not, it felt more toxic." You sigh. "I want to move back in, but you need to give me a few days to… well, process things."

"Of course, take your time as needed. I can't just steal you a second time from your roommates, you know?" Hange jokes as they stroke your cheek.

"I stole you from Erwin and Levi," you deadpan, "but yes, it should be fine. Just give me time to say goodbye and pack my things."

Hange looks over to the side. A part of them feels guilty for taking you away from your roommates so easily. "You don't have to move in right away if you still want to stay here for a bit, you know? I respect your decision if you think it's too fast."

You shake your head cutely. "Cut that out! We need to pay our bills soon and I have to cuddle Ion in bed!"

"Huh? But what about me?" They frown out of jealousy. Ion yawns, like he's telling them to get over it. "Cheeky cat."

"You'll get even better cuddles." You giggle. Hange laughs along, completely missing the innuendo. They're just happy to hear you giggling again. "To start, would you like a complete family hug? Maybe you'd even want to stay for a bit. The guys won't be going home unless I tell them to—"

"Are you joking? I would love to!"

If you found Hange clingy before you broke up, then you certainly find their behavior ten times more excessive now. Upon your request, they rest their body on yours, placing their head on your chest and feeling the rise and fall of your calm breaths. They pet the cat next to them, whom Hange believes to have smiled as well when he notices your physical contact. They're right—Ion is happy. He's satisfied seeing that his two owners are back together, and that neither of you are crying anymore.

As they lay on your chest, Hange lets their mind go numb. They lay in silence, keeping their delighted reactions to themselves when you would fiddle with their hair or play with their fingers. The moment is spent in quietude, but it's perfect—the ideal time for Hange to solemnly swear to the gods, the transcendent beings, to themselves, most especially, that they will never let you go.

There are only so many people in the world that they get along with, let alone be so open to the idea of loving. Hange vows to stay true to their words, to treat you better—kiss you better—as you have always deserved.

-

ctto for the cat photo (via pinterest)

also i saw this tweet while writing and i just NFDHBFHD THIS IS SO ACCURATELY HANGE IN THIS FIC LMAO

[studying-with-adult-adhd]

It's fire season. Let's talk.

So, it's fire season here in Alberta. Came early, of course. People are still recovering from last year, and the fires that raged through the off season.

So, let's not be upset when all the smoke comes. People closer have it worse. Wear my KN95 masks, respirators, get your home an air purifier. Donate if and when you can to anything but the Red Cross.

If you're in an area that frequently sees fires, please pack your emergency kit now. You need AT LEAST 72 hours worth of food, water, and medication for EACH member of your family, including your pets. I suggest up to a week if you can. If you have a vehicle, make sure your lights all work, make sure your emergency kit is in there, and your registration and insurance.

Your emergency kit should include and home/tenant insurance, pictures of things you want back/would want replaced (like xboxes, tvs, etc). Make sure it's up to date. You want health info for each member of your family, and copies of every single important document for them. This includes birth certificates, health care cards, health insurance cards, sin numbers, etc.

If you have pets, you want to have documentation of vaccinations, and please have your animals up to date on their vacinations and dewormers.

If you do not have a vehicle, then you need to contact somebody around you and talk about an emergency plan. Will they be able to get to you in time, what will you be able to take with you, etc.

If you live on a farm and have to evacuate, please ensure your animals have an escape route. Whether that's you or an open gate.

Most importantly, take care of eachother. Don't throw your cigarette butts out the window, don't flick your ashes, and don't have a fire if you're not allowed to in your area.

... but if you want to set our premier on fire.... I'm joking. Relax.

[yearzerosurvival]

[rogueemmy]

I know many of you are having a real "what happens now", post-election panic. There's a lot of fear-mongering happening right now too. I know when my anxiety spikes, action can often be a good deterrent, and so I'll offer you the actions I, and my friends, have taken.

Order copies of all your documents. Birth certificates, social security cards, passport (if you have one), marriage license, divorce papers, all the paperwork that tells others that you exist. I got three copies - one for me, one for my partner, and then our master copy.

Get a real ID at minimum, a North American travel card, or a passport. No, really. First of all, you have just ordered all the documents for a real ID, you may as well use them! In many states that upgrade to your license is under $10 for a duplicate, in some places it is free. The travel card is cheeper than the passport, gets you on a plane and through both northern and southern borders, and again, you have all the documents! The passport gives you more travel options. It is also a great document to have handy if you are applying for new jobs, may as well get one if your budget and circumstance allow.

Document your decision makers - in most cases, parents or a spouse makes financial and medical decisions if you can not. This is generally a given. But, if you have concerns about court decisions being overturned, it hurts nothing, and costs very little, to draw up the paperwork for a medical power of attorney. Document, by name, who you want making those decisions.

Get a will - now, this sounds extreme, but frankly, every adult should have one. If you have pets, children, shared property - you need a will! Even married people need a will, in the best of times. There are will-in-a-box lawyers everywhere, your workplace may offer legal insurance that includes a will, there are even online versions, though I would prefer you do that with an attorney to ensure the fullest force. Then, if your worst fears are realized, you still have that legal document to back up your desires.

Keep cash on hand - I have a friend who is better off than I am, financially. He is planning to keep both Mexican and Canadian currency in case he needs to hop the border. Some choose gold or silver, some go with jewelry. This is more radical - personally, I just like to have enough cash on hand for a nice dinner or a tank of gas. Not always financially possible, but a goal I work towards.

Ensure you have a 72-hour kit. FEMA recommends everyone have one for disaster anyway, floods, tornadoes, hurricane, or just a heavy winter storm. A minimum of 3 days of shelf-stable food, water, and clothing. If possible, increase that supply to a week. because in a disaster, that's how long you may need to be self sufficient. And if you need it for other reasons, it's there, you have it, and can rest a bit easier.

Someone I saw today suggested a garden, yes, even a winter garden. You can grow herbs and lettuce indoors, if necessary. In some southern climates, a cold frame may be all that's needed. But make plans for some summer plants. Even in an apartment, a pot full of tomatoes and peppers and perhaps even a zucchini can greatly increase your food options if prices skyrocket. (I mean more than they already have.) Be creative, check with your neighbors or even online (carefully) for some ideas to make it work!

If you have a lawyer, a financial advisor, or other professional, they can help you with what you need to protect the partner in your life. If not, start with the above list. It gives you something to work at to still your current anxiety, makes you a more fully functioning adult, and those steps are all recommended anyway - no wasted effort. Simply consolidating things you should already be doing.

Please friends, do not panic. I've been on this planet a few decades now, and I can tell you that my worst fears have never come true. Do take action to quell your own concerns - the above list may not be for you, but there are likely very reasonable things you can do to address your own concerns. In the end, things are likely going to work out. I saw a post today that reminded everyone that there were people who lived very decent lives as the Roman Empire was collapsing.

[lianabrooks]

Let's talk about how to prep for hurricanes...

This is a very basic checklist for a simple 72-Hour Kit (sometimes called a Bug Out Bag). It has supplies to last your for three days, which is the estimated time needed for relief organizations to arrive in your area and start handing out food and water after a major disaster.

(more below the cut)

VITAL RECORDS – ID, proof that your children are yours, proof of medical insurance, vaccine records, marriage records, and insurance records for your house and car. If possible, make copies of records for everyone in your household so that there are multiple copies. It’s also worth keeping photos of things like birth certificates either in the cloud (there’s a debate here) or with friends or family who live in another area.

FOR THE KIT:

– Protein/granola bars

– Can opener (not electric)

– Trail mix/dried fruit

– Dishes/utensils

– Crackers/cereals (for munching)

– Shovel

– Canned tuna, beans, meat, Vienna sausages, etc. (“pop-top” cans might leak/explode)

– Radio (with batteries)

– Pen and paper

– Axe

– Canned juice

– Pocket knife

– Candy/gum (jolly ranchers or chocolate can melt and mint gum might “flavor” other items so be careful what you pick)

– Rope

– Duct tape

– Water (1 gallon per person/day)

– First Aid Supplies

– Change of clothing (short & long-sleeved shirts, pants, socks, jackets, ect)

– Toiletries

– Roll of toilet paper

– Undergarments (water- proofed in a zip lock bag)

– Rain coat/poncho (lg black trash bags work well for this also)

– Feminine hygiene/deodorant

– Soaps – hand/dish

– Blankets & emergency heat blankets

– Shampoo/hand sanitizer

– Cloth sheet

– Immunization card

– Plastic sheet

– OTC medication (Tylenol, Ibuprofen, TUMS)

– Prescription medications (enough for 3 days)

– Battery lighting (flashlight, lamp)

– Extra batteries (BE CAREFUL NOT TO MIX THESE ITEMS WITH FOOD ITEMS)

– Flares

– Candles (or crayons – a crayon can be lit and used as a candle for up to 15 minutes)

– Lighter

– Water-proof matches

– Infant needs (if applicable)

– Birth/marriage certificates (also a copy of your insurance with numbers, pictures of your house and valuables, your car info, ect)

– Pet needs (if applicable)

– Insurance policies

– Comfort items (stuffed animals, pictures)

– Cash

– Credit card

FOR KIDS:

– picture album with pictures of family and contact information

– a couple small toys (even new ones)

– extra clothes

– a small surprise that you know they’ll like (this makes the emergency so much easier)

FOR PETS:

– food

– travel food and watering bowls

– pet pads if applicable

– pictures of the pets and contact info so you can share if separated

– medicine

– medical records

(PLACE THESE ITEMS IN A WATER-PROOF CONTAINER!)

Cheap 72-hour kit menu:

DAY ONE

Breakfast – oatmeal, hot cocoa

Lunch – ramen noodles, granola bar, gum

Supper – granola bar, 1 jerky, hot cocoa

Snack – raisins, 10 tootsie rolls

DAY TWO

Breakfast – oatmeal, hot cocoa

Lunch – peanut butter crackers, raisins, juice

Supper – ramen noodles, granola bar, gum

Snack – 1 jerky, 10 tootsie rolls

DAY THREE

Breakfast – oatmeal, hot cocoa

Lunch – trail mix, fruit snack, juice

Supper – granola bar, 1 jerky, hot cocoa

Snack – 10 tootsie rolls, gum

[tealingual]

National Preparedness Day vocabulary in Finnish

Valtakunnallinen varautumispäivä - national preparedness day Seitsemäs helmikuuta - February 7th Seitsemänkymmentäkaksi tuntia - 72 hours Luonnonkatastrofi - natural disaster Hätätilanne - emergency Häiriö - disruption Sähkökatko - power outage Sotilaallinen hyökkäys - military attack Kotivara - home emergency supply kit/food stock Vesiastia - water container Ruoka - food Paristo - battery Radio - radio Taskulamppu - flashlight, torch Varavirtalähde - power bank, power supply Retkikeitin - camping stove Tulitikut - matches Käteinen - cash Lääke - medicine Joditabletti - iodine tablet Hygieniatarvikkeet - hygiene supplies Ensiaputarvikkeet - first aid supplies Käsisammutin - hand fire extinguisher, portable fire extinguisher Sammutuspeite - extinguishing blanket Varautua - to prepare Pärjätä - to cope

[terrakan]

Be Ready, Be Safe: Emergency Kit Essentials for Los Angeles Homeowners

Living in Los Angeles offers an incredible lifestyle, but with it comes unique natural risks—earthquakes, wildfires, and power outages. For every homeowner, emergency preparedness is key to protecting your home and family. Creating a solid emergency kit can make a huge difference in your resilience and peace of mind.

Why Emergency Preparedness Matters

With LA’s history of earthquakes, wildfire seasons, and power outages, a well-prepared emergency kit is essential. It reduces risk, minimizes stress, and keeps you prepared for the unexpected. Building a kit that meets your family’s needs ensures you’re ready for any situation.

Building the Basics

For LA residents, a reliable emergency kit should include essentials to cover at least 72 hours:

First Aid: Essentials like bandages, antiseptics, and any prescription medications.

Food & Water: Three days of non-perishable food and a gallon of water per person per day.

Lighting & Power: Flashlights, LED lanterns, and portable chargers with extra batteries or solar chargers.

Communication: Battery-powered or hand-crank radios help stay informed when the cell service fails.

Customize for Family Needs

Each household is unique. Customize your kit to meet specific needs:

For Families: Baby formula, diapers, and comforting toys for kids; medications or mobility aids for seniors.

For Pets: Food, water, leash, and toys for your furry family members.

For Accessibility: Mobility equipment, extra hearing aid batteries, or other specific health devices.

LA-Specific Essentials

Los Angeles is prone to earthquakes and wildfires, so consider additional items:

Earthquake Supplies: Gloves, dust masks, safety goggles, and a crowbar.

Wildfire Readiness: N95 masks and evacuation route maps for high-risk fire zones.

Evacuation Go Bag: Important documents, cash, snacks, and toiletries packed for fast exits.

Maintaining Your Kit

Regular updates are key to keeping your emergency kit ready. Check expiration dates on food, water, and batteries every six months. Make seasonal adjustments (sunscreen in summer, blankets in winter) and update for any family changes, like new members or health needs.

As an LA homeowner, being prepared with a comprehensive emergency kit brings security and readiness for anything. Make sure your kit covers core essentials and is customized to your household’s needs. With a solid plan and the right supplies, you’re ready to handle LA’s unique challenges and protect your home and family. With resources like Terrakan at your disposal, you can enhance your emergency readiness and gain peace of mind knowing that you’re ready for anything Los Angeles might bring. 

[echosigma]

Preparing for the Unforeseen: Building the Ultimate Bug Out Bag with Echo-Sigma

In a world where emergencies can strike at any moment, preparedness isn’t just wise—it’s essential. Whether it’s a natural disaster, civil unrest, or an unexpected evacuation, having a bug-out bag ready to grab and go can make all the difference. Echo-Sigma, a top provider of survival gear, specializes in crafting high-quality bug-out bags and survival kits that offer peace of mind for any situation. Echo Sigma’s offerings are designed to ensure you’re ready for anything from budget-friendly kits to premium survival packs.

What Is a Bug Out Bag and Why Is It Vital?

A bug-out bag is a compact, ready-to-go emergency kit stocked with everything you might need to survive for at least 72 hours when immediate evacuation or relocation is necessary. Think of it as your portable lifeline, designed to sustain you and offer basic comforts while you get to a safer location. Echo Sigma’s expertly curated bug-out bags cover the essentials and more, with options that cater to different preparedness levels:

Water and Hydration Solutions: Staying hydrated is the number one priority in any emergency. Your bug-out bag should contain water pouches with long shelf lives, along with portable water filtration tools or purification tablets in case you need to source water on the go. Echo-Sigma includes compact, durable water supplies in its kits, so you’re never left scrambling for clean drinking water.

• Food and Energy Supplies: For immediate survival needs, high-calorie, nutrient-dense food is essential. Echo-Sigma packs its kits with long-lasting food bars or meal packs that provide vital energy without taking up much space. These food options are specifically selected for their longevity and ability to keep you fueled until you can access further resources.

• Shelter and Weather Protection: Exposure to harsh weather can be life-threatening, especially in emergency conditions. Echo-Sigma includes essentials like thermal blankets, lightweight tents, and weatherproof ponchos, which can be used to create temporary shelter and protection from cold, rain, or wind. These compact items ensure you stay warm and dry in any environment.

• First Aid Essentials: Minor injuries can escalate quickly if not treated, especially in stressful or resource-scarce situations. A well-stocked first aid kit with bandages, antiseptic wipes, pain relievers, and other basic medical supplies is critical. Echo-Sigma includes these essentials in their bug-out bags, equipping you to handle cuts, scrapes, and other minor injuries.

• Light and Fire Tools: Reliable light sources and fire-starting tools are crucial for visibility, warmth, and even cooking. Echo Sigma’s kits often include tactical flashlights with extra batteries, fire-starting gear like waterproof matches, and even small, efficient camping stoves in premium options. These tools enable you to navigate safely in the dark, create warmth, and prepare food as needed.

• Basic Tools and Multi-Purpose Gear: Versatile tools can be lifesaving in emergency scenarios. Echo-Sigma includes multi-tools equipped with knives, screwdrivers, and pliers, as well as paracord, duct tape, and other multipurpose items. These tools help you build shelter, fix equipment, and manage unexpected challenges.

• Navigation and Communication: Staying oriented and informed is key in any emergency. Echo Sigma’s higher-end kits often include compasses, signal mirrors, and even emergency radios, so you can receive important updates and communicate your location if needed. These tools help you maintain direction and stay connected when usual methods are unavailable.

Each of these elements plays a crucial role in keeping you safe and prepared in emergencies. With Echo Sigma’s bug-out bags, you can rest assured that every item has been carefully chosen for durability, functionality, and compactness, giving you a survival kit that’s ready to support you whenever and wherever you need it.

Budget-Friendly vs. Premium Bug Out Bags: Which One is Right for You?

Echo-Sigma offers bug-out bags at various price points to accommodate different preparedness needs.

• Budget Bug Out Bags: For those new to preparedness, Echo Sigma’s basic survival kits include essentials like food, water, first aid, and basic shelter. These budget-friendly kits are designed to give you reliable survival tools without the added cost of advanced features.

• Premium Survival Kits: For those wanting comprehensive coverage, Echo Sigma’s premium bug-out bags are fully stocked with extended supplies and top-quality tools. You’ll find additional items like emergency radios, advanced medical supplies, and extra rations, making these kits ideal for those who prioritize thorough preparedness and longer-duration support.

How Echo Sigma Stands Out in Apocalyptic Survival Gear

In a crowded market, Echo-Sigma differentiates itself by prioritizing quality, durability, and thoughtful design. Each item in their bug-out bags is hand-selected for resilience and functionality. They focus on compact, multi-purpose items, maximizing the value and utility of each kit. Whether you’re preparing for natural disasters, economic instability, or worst-case scenarios, Echo Sigma’s survival gear offers peace of mind, knowing that your kit is built to perform under pressure.

Pointers to Maintain Your Bug Out Bag

Once you’ve selected your bug-out bag, it’s important to keep it updated and maintained:

1. Check Expiration Dates: Food, water, and first-aid supplies have limited shelf lives. Echo-Sigma kits include items with extended expiration dates, but it’s still a good practice to check them annually and replace them as needed.

2. Personalize Your Kit: While Echo Sigma provides a robust foundation, consider adding personal items like medication, copies of important documents, or family-specific needs.

3. Practice Using Your Gear: Familiarize yourself with the items in your bag, such as learning how to use the multi-tool, emergency radio, or fire starter. This helps you respond quickly in real situations.

Peace of mind with Echo-Sigma

Selecting the best bug-out bag isn’t just about having a ready-made survival kit; it’s about finding one that aligns with your specific needs. Echo Sigma’s extensive range—from budget kits to premium survival packs—caters to all preparedness levels. Whether you’re a beginner looking for essential emergency supplies or an experienced prepper wanting an advanced survival kit, Echo-Sigma provides options that combine quality with practicality.

Why Preparedness Matters?

In times of uncertainty, preparation is the ultimate form of self-reliance. Having a well-stocked bug-out bag means you’re ready to handle the unexpected with confidence, whether it’s a natural disaster, power outage, or sudden evacuation. Echo Sigma’s survival kits are designed to provide not only the essentials but also a sense of security, knowing you’re equipped with quality gear for any emergency. From compact essentials to advanced survival tools, Echo Sigma’s bug-out bags empower you to face challenges head-on. Start your preparedness journey with a kit that’s built for resilience—because peace of mind is priceless.

[firstoccupier]

Stock Your 72-Hour Kit: Must-Have Vitamins

Essential Vitamins for Your 72-Hour Emergency Kit: A Guide for Baybay City Residents In the face of an emergency, having a well-stocked 72-hour survival kit is crucial. While food, water, and first-aid supplies are top priorities, including essential vitamins shouldn’t be overlooked. These micronutrients play a vital role in maintaining your health and resilience during a crisis. Here’s a…

[stardust-211]

(Capital one day before the typhoon arrives)

The damage from Typhoon Yagi is incredibly devastating. It’s said that Yagi lashed Northern Vietnam for five hours, yet the destruction it left behind is comparable to five years of damages caused by COVID-19. While the final reports are still pending, I can already feel that the country’s economy will take considerable time to recover.

Right now, I'm in between jobs, not starting my new role until next week. Typically, I enjoy staying cozy at home during the rain, but this time is different—I just want it to stop. If the rain continues, it will cause floods and landslides in many provinces. River levels are already rising, and even my parents' home is at risk. They're facing potential flooding and may need to evacuate. The persistent rain is definitely making me anxious.

Although Typhoon Yagi has been downgraded to a tropical depression, it still leaves a significant impact. To be honest, I had little knowledge about typhoons until today. So, I took the initiative to do some research, and here’s what I learned:

The terms "typhoon," "hurricane," and "cyclone" refer to the same natural disaster but are named differently depending on the region. It all begins with a tropical storm, with wind speeds around 63 km/h. Once wind speeds reach 119 km/h, the storm officially becomes a tropical cyclone or typhoon. There are five categories based on wind speed, with Typhoon Yagi being classified as Category 4—extremely dangerous with winds over 200 km/h. Only Category 5 remains, with catastrophic winds at 248 km/h or more.

Typhoons are typically formed over oceans near the equator, using warm and humid air as fuel. Water evaporates from the ocean surface, creating warm, moist air that rises, leaving an area of lower pressure below. Higher pressure air then rushes in to replace it. This constant cycle forms clouds and generates rainfall, while the wind speed increases. With the Earth's rotation factored in, this process creates tropical storms that can evolve into typhoons. Typhoons usually span a diameter of 200–250 km but can grow as large as 1,000 km.

Meteorologists and scientists estimate that there are around 85 tropical storms annually, more than half of which develop into hurricanes. About 72% occur in the Northern Hemisphere, where Vietnam lies, and these typhoons rotate counterclockwise, while those in the Southern Hemisphere rotate clockwise.

This experience has also taught me how important it is to prepare for future typhoons. Here’s what I’ve learned about disaster preparation:

Prepare a safe shelter and reinforce your house.

Have an emergency aid kit ready, along with necessary medications and sanitary products.

Stock up on food and water, focusing on non-perishable and instant foods.

Secure valuable items like cash, important documents, ID cards, and family photos (to confirm identity if separated).

Gather items for evacuation, such as a whistle, helmet, life jacket, flashlight, and power bank.

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My 72 hr Get Home Bag Essentials: Why You Need One

The World We Live In Life is unpredictable. Whether it’s a sudden natural disaster, an unexpected blackout, or a car breakdown in the middle of nowhere, having a plan in place is essential. That’s where a 72-hour Get Home Bag comes in. But do you know what to pack? 🤔

Why You Need a 72-Hour Get Home Bag Imagine this: You’re on your way home from work, and suddenly, disaster strikes. Roads are blocked, public transport is down, and your phone battery is running low. How will you get home safely? Your 72-hour Get Home Bag could be your lifeline.

🛠 Essential Items for Your 72-Hour Get Home Bag What should go into your bag? The basics are simple: water, food, first-aid supplies, a flashlight, a multi-tool, and a change of clothes. But it’s not just about stuffing items into a bag; it’s about strategic packing tailored to your needs.

🌡 Water: The Lifesaver The rule of three: you can survive three days without water. A few small bottles aren’t enough. Consider water purification tablets or a portable filter. Planbowl even helps you calculate the amount of water you’ll need based on your location and family size! 💧

🍫 Food: The Energy Source High-calorie, non-perishable snacks are essential. Think energy bars, trail mix, or even MREs (Meals Ready-to-Eat). Planbowl suggests food options that fit your dietary needs and won’t spoil on the go.

🩹 First-Aid Kit: Your Mini ER Accidents happen, especially during emergencies. A well-stocked first-aid kit with bandages, antiseptic wipes, pain relievers, and any prescription meds you need can make a world of difference. Don’t leave home without it!

🧥 Clothing: Prepare for the Elements Weather can be unpredictable, especially during a disaster. Pack a weather-appropriate change of clothes, including sturdy shoes, a rain jacket, and thermal layers. It’s all about staying warm, dry, and protected.

🗺 Navigation Tools: Never Get Lost Maps, compasses, and GPS devices are crucial, especially if you’re in unfamiliar territory. Don’t rely solely on your phone’s GPS; have a backup plan. Planbowl even customizes your emergency route based on your location! 🧭

🔋 Power Up: Portable Chargers & Extra Batteries Your phone might be your only link to help, so keep it powered up with a portable charger or solar-powered battery pack. Planbowl also suggests alternatives if you’re in an area with limited sunlight.

🔪 Multi-Tool: Your Pocket Survival Kit A good multi-tool can handle anything from cutting rope to opening cans. Choose one with a variety of functions but still lightweight enough to carry. Trust me; this little gadget can be a game-changer.

🧼 Personal Hygiene: Stay Clean & Healthy Don’t forget basics like wet wipes, hand sanitizer, a small towel, and toilet paper. It’s easy to overlook, but personal hygiene can help prevent illness when access to clean facilities is limited.

🛏 Shelter & Warmth: Your Temporary Home Pack an emergency blanket, a lightweight tent, or a tarp to protect yourself from the elements. Planbowl recommends options based on your climate and possible weather conditions. Staying dry is key to staying alive!

🔥 Fire Starting Kit: Stay Warm & Cook Whether it’s waterproof matches, a lighter, or a flint and steel, having a reliable way to start a fire is crucial. Fire can keep you warm, cook food, and even signal for help. 🔥

🎒 Choosing the Right Bag: Comfort & Durability Your bag is just as important as what goes inside it. Choose one that’s comfortable to carry for long distances, with multiple compartments for easy organization. Planbowl even suggests the best types of bags based on your build and what you need to carry.

📜 Documents: Don’t Forget the Paperwork Keep copies of important documents like IDs, medical information, and emergency contacts in a waterproof pouch. You never know when you’ll need to prove who you are or access vital information.

💡 Knowledge is Power: Learn Basic Survival Skills Your bag is essential, but so is knowing how to use everything inside it. Planbowl doesn’t just provide you with a checklist; it educates you on survival skills tailored to your situation. Knowledge is your greatest tool!

🏡 Planbowl: Your Personalized Survival Guide Not sure where to start with your 72-hour Get Home Bag? That’s where Planbowl comes in! Just enter your location, family details, and housing type, and Planbowl will generate a customized survival guide that fits your unique needs.

🚶‍♂️ Tailored for You Whether you live in a bustling city or a quiet suburb, Planbowl takes into account local risks like earthquakes, floods, or hurricanes. It’s like having a survival expert in your pocket, guiding you every step of the way. 🌪🌊

🧑‍🤝‍🧑 Family First: Planbowl Makes It Easy Have kids? Elderly parents? Pets? Planbowl tailors your emergency guide to ensure every member of your family, including your furry friends, is safe and prepared. 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦🐾

🚨 Real-Time Updates Disasters don’t wait, and neither should you. Planbowl provides real-time updates and tips, ensuring you’re always ready, no matter what happens. It’s like having a personal emergency planner that never sleeps.

🌟 Get Started with Planbowl Today Ready to take the next step in your preparedness journey? Visit Planbowl.com to create your personalized survival guide in under a minute. Because when disaster strikes, it’s better to be safe than sorry.

🔗 Spread the Word Know someone who could use a 72-hour Get Home Bag or a personalized survival guide? Share this thread with them! Let’s make preparedness a priority for everyone. #Planbowl #GetHomeBag #EmergencyPreparedness

🌐 Stay Safe, Stay Ready Remember, emergencies can happen anytime, anywhere. Don’t wait until it’s too late. Start building your 72-hour Get Home Bag today with Planbowl’s expert guidance. Be prepared, stay safe, and live confidently.

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Emergency Preparedness with SOS Survival Products

When an emergency strikes, being prepared can be the difference between life and death. That's why SOS Survival Products offers a comprehensive line of top-quality emergency survival kits to keep you and your loved ones safe when disaster hits. Their kits provide all the essential supplies you need for survival, conveniently packaged in durable, portable containers.

1-5 Person Emergency Survival Kits

For personal, family, or small group preparedness, SOS has survival kits outfitted for 1-5 people. These kits contain enough food, water, first aid, tools, and gear to sustain each person for 72+ hours. Available kit sizes include:

1 Person Kit (72+ hour supply)

2 Person Kit (4 day supply)

4 Person Kit (4 day supply)

5 Person Kit (5 day supply)

Each kit contains carefully curated survival necessities like high-calorie food rations, water purification tablets, first aid kit, emergency blankets, light sources, rope, knife, and more. They're perfect for sheltering-in-place or bugging out to your secure location.

10-100 Person Emergency Kits

For larger households, offices, organizations or communities, SOS offers extra large emergency kits for groups of 10 up to 100 people. While the core supplies are similar to the personal kits, these oversized options provide a longer-lasting supply of key provisions like water, food, blankets and first aid equipment. Available sizes:

10 Person (2 week supply)

25 Person (2 week supply)

50 Person (2 week supply)

100 Person (2 week supply)

These jumbo kits ensure you can protect and sustain everyone in an extended crisis situation. Their rugged, portable storage allows for secure sheltering or evacuating with all your vital gear if needed.

Emergency Refill Kits

Running low on supplies after using your main survival kit? SOS has you covered with handy refill packs specifically designed to restock items with shorter shelf lives like food, water and first aid components. Available refill kit sizes correspond to their main kit lineup, allowing you to easily resupply for 1, 2, 4, 10 or more people as required.

Regardless of your emergency situation or group size, you can rest assured that SOS Survival Products has an emergency kit prepared to give you the essentials to survive and overcome. Their uncompromising standards for quality, portability and comprehensive supply checklists make them a trusted name for preparedness. When life depends on being equipped, go with the leader in survival gear - SOS!

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Our disaster preparedness guide is essential for families in the League City area of Texas. The region faces various natural challenges, from hurricanes to thunderstorms, floods to tornadoes, wildfires to snowstorms. Preparedness is crucial in such an unpredictable environment. That's where the B.O.B. or "Bug Out Bag" comes in handy. What is a B.O.B.? A B.O.B. is essentially a portable kit containing all the items one would need to survive for 72 hours after evacuating from a disaster. Think of it as a lifeline, one you can grab in seconds, ensuring you and your family have the necessities when time and safety are of the essence.   Why Texas Families Specifically Need a B.O.B. Texas’s vast and varied landscape means its residents face a multitude of potential disasters. Coastal residents must be wary of hurricanes, while those in the panhandle must remain vigilant about tornadoes. Central Texas contends with flash floods, and recent events have shown that even winter storms can cripple the state’s infrastructure. Given such a varied risk profile, it makes sense for Texans to be ready for anything. A well-stocked B.O.B. ensures that no matter the nature of the disaster, your family can focus on reaching safety rather than scrambling for supplies.   What to Pack in a B.O.B. Water and Hydration: At least one gallon of water per person per day for at least three days. Consider including water purification tablets or filters as well. Food: Non-perishable food items like energy bars, canned goods (with a manual can opener), and high-calorie survival ration packs. Shelter and Warmth: Compact tents or emergency shelter kits, space blankets, and hand warmers. First Aid Kit: This should include basics like bandages, antiseptic wipes, adhesive tape, scissors, tweezers, pain relievers, and any necessary prescription medications. Tools: A multi-tool or Swiss Army knife, durable rope, duct tape, and a flashlight with extra batteries. Clothing: Change of clothes appropriate for the weather, including sturdy shoes, rain ponchos, and hats. Communication and Signaling: A battery-powered or hand-crank radio, whistle, and a charged power bank for mobile devices. Personal Items: Important documents (like IDs, insurance policies, and bank records) stored in a waterproof container, cash, local maps, and a spare set of car keys. Special Considerations: If you have infants, elderly family members, or pets, pack according to their needs, such as baby food, special medications, or pet supplies.   Storing and Maintaining Your B.O.B. Once you’ve assembled your Bug Out Bag, it’s vital to store it in an easily accessible location. Think about scenarios where you’d need to leave quickly, such as a rapidly rising flood, and place your B.O.B. accordingly. Maintenance is equally crucial. Every six months, review the contents of your B.O.B. Check the expiration dates on food and water, ensure batteries are still charged, and replace any used items.  

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When the Power Goes Out: How to Stay Calm and Prepared

Shaina Tranquilino

November 21, 2023

I was on the way home from attending a birthday dinner and all of a sudden, the streets went dark, all the street lamps were off, and it was pitch black outside. Thankfully, I was close to home and I had my phone on me to use as a flashlight. We don't have many power outages where I live, so I am lucky. However, since I am now at home sitting in the dark, I figured, what a perfect time to write! I wrote this blog on what to do when the power goes out, as I believe it can help some people calm down and be prepared in case this happens to them!

So, Imagine you're in the middle of a regular day, going about your daily routine when suddenly, darkness engulfs your surroundings. The power has gone out! Whether it's due to inclement weather, an electrical issue, or any other unforeseen circumstance, losing power can be quite inconvenient. However, instead of panicking or feeling helpless, there are several steps you can take to ensure safety and make the most of this unexpected downtime. In this blog post, we will discuss some practical tips on what to do when the power goes out.

1. Assess the situation: The first thing to do is calmly assess whether it's just your home experiencing a power outage or if it's more widespread. Check if your neighbours' houses are also without electricity. If they are affected too, it's likely a larger-scale issue that requires contacting the utility company for updates.

2. Gather essential supplies: Having an emergency kit handy is always beneficial during a power outage. Ensure you have items such as flashlights with extra batteries, candles, matches or lighters (safely stored away from children), portable phone chargers or power banks, a battery-operated radio for news updates, and enough drinking water and non-perishable food for at least 72 hours.

3. Preserve perishables: If the power outage lasts longer than a couple of hours, consider opening refrigerators and freezers only when necessary to maintain cool temperatures inside. This will help prevent spoilage of food items and extend their shelf life until normalcy is restored.

4. Secure alternative lighting: Use flashlights or battery-powered lanterns rather than relying solely on candles during extended periods without electricity; they offer safer illumination while reducing fire risks. Keep these lights strategically placed throughout your house to provide adequate visibility in all essential areas.

5. Unplug electronic devices: Before the power comes back on, it's wise to unplug electronic devices and appliances to protect them from potential power surges. This step safeguards your valuable equipment from damage when electricity is restored.

6. Stay entertained: Since you won't have access to television or internet during a power outage, have alternate sources of entertainment ready. Board games, card games, books, or puzzles can provide hours of fun for both kids and adults alike. Engage in meaningful conversations with family members or neighbours and make the most out of this uninterrupted quality time.

7. Keep cool (or warm): Depending on the weather conditions and the duration of the power outage, maintaining a comfortable temperature indoors may become important. If it's hot outside, try opening windows to create cross-ventilation; if it's cold, layer up with warm clothing and blankets. Avoid using gas stoves or charcoal grills for heating purposes as they pose serious risks of carbon monoxide poisoning.

8. Check on vulnerable individuals: If you live alone or have senior citizens, young children, or pets in your household, ensure their safety during a power outage by checking on them regularly. Make sure they are comfortable and provide necessary assistance if needed.

Experiencing a sudden power outage can be disruptive but staying calm and prepared will help you navigate through this temporary inconvenience smoothly. By assessing the situation, gathering essential supplies, preserving perishables wisely, securing alternative lighting sources, unplugging electronics, finding alternative entertainment options, regulating indoor temperatures appropriately, and checking on vulnerable individuals around you - you will be well-prepared for unexpected moments of darkness. Remember that being proactive before an emergency occurs ensures you're ready to face any challenges that arise while keeping yourself and those around you safe!