#Buy Ice Singapore

[katiascraft]

hiii so i thought maybe like a tough argument with lando that leads into an argument and reader is his fiancee so she gives him the engagement ring back. Really dramatic and a lot of angst. Oh and the Franco fic was perfect thx💗

Hiii 💌 i'm so happy you liked the franco fic! Thank you for your request and appreciate my work 🥹 (get ready to cry - i sobbed). Hope you like it beautiful! -------------------------------------------------------------------

"You swore that you loved me, but where were the clues? I died on the altar waiting for the proof" | LN4

part 2 here

Pairings: Lando Norris x Fiancee!reader.

Summary: Lando doesn’t love you anymore.

Now playing: "So long, London" by Taylor Swift.

Word count: +2k.

Warnings: ANGST. This made my heart ache. Not a native enligh speaker so there could be errors (I do what I can). Not proofread.

Author's note: I highly recomend reading this one while listening to So long, London. This made me really sad :( thank you anon again for your requests you’re the best mwak 😙. Don’t forget to like or reblog! And follow me so we can be friends :3 (and drink mate together!)

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The tension in that little bathroom you were in could be cut by a knife. The sunset could be seen through the window. Monaco´s view has always been your favorite since you moved here with Lando. But today…lately, everything has faded to gray. There was no even black and white just plain grays in the most colorful place in the world. You knew it was because of him. that sparkle you used to have was completely gone. And it's been gone for a few months.

The knot in your throat isn't letting you breathe properly. an evening that could be magical chatting by the pool, was again consumed by your hurting and mourning.

You thought Lando hated you.

Things got really bad.

You did not trust him anymore. You were always on high alert. You knew in some way he didn't love you anymore. That he was probably cheating on you behind your back with models. and you have convinced yourself of that. you barely could look at each other now. you stopped going to his races. He stopped kissing you goodbye or smiling when he looked at you. He didn't buy your favorite ice-cream anymore nor did he offer to go hiking knowing how much you loved nature. you stopped having sex. You didn't cuddle anymore nor kiss good morning.

You felt empty. Lost. You weren't you anymore. All of you who used to be so happy and bright and fun to be around - he took it away the minute he stopped loving you. And you had had enough of it. You didn't want to believe it. But it was true.

He didn't love you anymore.

All you had now were arguments for stupid things. Doubts he was cheating with every girl that followed him on instagram.

You looked at your engagement ring on your finger. You were in the bathroom freshly showered. all of the pain you always tried to hide came out like a storm on you. You started sobbing, holding yourself against the counter of the bathroom.

You loved him. and you were so scared that you would love him forever. you wanted to hate him. You really wanted to do so but you couldn't. And you were so mad because you loved this place. You used to love your life here with him. But there's no you and him anymore. And the promise of forever just didn't exist anymore.

The life you dreamt was gone.

You really thought this was it. Your happy ending. Your best life. Your own romantic comedy by the sea. The man you wanted to have a family with. He was the love of your life.

All of these months you tried so hard. Tried to revive the love you wanted to be there still. You cooked his favorite meals for him to just say thanks and not even look at you. You tried to support him at Singapore GP going by surprise - he wasn't so excited anymore to see you there. You cried in the bathroom that evening. When did love hurt so much? When love became such a nightmare you couldn't wake up from? How much tragedy did you have to suffer in order to make him love you again?

Did you even matter? Did he ever love you for real?

The pain you felt was one you haven't felt in your whole life. You didn't know how life was without him in it. Without his kisses and hugs. Without making him laugh and travel the world together. Without his family and their Christmas celebrations. Without his hand on your waist everywhere you went. Without his eyes admiring you. Without his advice. Without him with you. next to you. Together. Was forever even real?

You couldn't stop crying your eyes out. You had to sit on the floor. Your hair soaking wet staining your pajamas. You were shaking. You didn't know how to pretend anymore. How to keep going like this. Leaving terrified you. But how could you live like this? Did you even deserve it? Was it fair for you to be treated this way?

It seemed he didn't even care about you anymore. About you two.

Your heart was completely broken.

Were all of these girls better than you? Have you ever even been enough for him?

Every thought broke you down even more. You were gasping. You couldn't hide it anymore. You wanted to scream and run away. Hide yourself from the world. From him. You felt so humiliated. You believed he would love you forever. You felt like such a fool. How would your friends even look at you now? Would they like to be friends anyway? Or would they hate you just like he does?

A knock on the door took you out of your thoughts. That scared you. You didn't want to open the door. You knew it was him. You knew he would get mad.

“y/n open the door please. I wanna check on you. I could hear you sobbing from the living room” he said with a worried tone. You tried to wipe your face in vain. It wouldn't work.

You stood up and finally opened the door. You didn't look at him. If you did you didn't know what could happen. You really wanted to die right there. Showing him how down you were for him. How bad he could destroy you. “y/n… what's wrong?” he said softly trying to hold you close to him but you stopped him taking his hands off you and pushing him aside heading to the living room. He frowned looking at you from behind.

He followed you. “y/n” he insisted. You sighed heavily. You didnt turn to look at him, you just showed him your back. “y/n what the fuck is wrong with you? Look at me” he pronounced again now with anger in his tone. You started crying again because he raised his voice.

“You! You are the fucking problem lando! Don't act like you don't get it! You know damn well it's you!” you snapped at him done with all of this. You were done.

Your reaction took him by surprise. He knew. Of course he knew you two were miserable. He felt buried alive. Seeing you like that just took it all. He was already gone. He now realized where you both were. You were just dust. So old and abandoned. He looked at you not knowing what to say and that exasperated you.

“fucking say something please! I'm driving myself insane and you don't even care! Have I ever mattered to you?! Just say fucking something! I'm done lando. I'm done pretending we are happy. I'm miserable. You don't even look at me anymore we don even kiss! What has this ring even meant to you? You are a fucking liar! You don't love anymore, don't you? You haven't even loved me ever!” you pushed him a little. You were so frustrated. Hatred and pain controlled you. He broke you. He buried you alive. He left you down alone. He didn't come to rescue you. You didn't exist anymore.

He tried to take your hands to calm you down. “y/n please. Calm yourself down. Please” his breath was heavy and his voice shaky. His heart was shattering in a million pieces. He was a coward. He made you stay with him when he wanted to go away from here. He didn't even know what he was feeling or what he wanted. He felt like a monster. He was so confused. You looked him in the eyes. Begging him to tell you something. To say I love you. That he wanted to stay with you. “y/n im so sorry i made you feel like this” he said now his voice cracked and his eyes full of tears he was trying to hold so he could be the strong one in this situation.but he really wasn't. He was the weakest.

You couldn't believe he just said that. You went nuts. The pain drove you crazy. “sorry!? That's all you have to say lando!? You are not fucking sorry dont fucking lie to me to my fucking face! Am I a joke to you?!” you shouted getting away from him. You didn't want to be touched by him ever again.

“I'm not lying y/N!” he screamed at you bursting into tears without being able to hold his own hurt. “I don't love you anymore! There you go! I fucking said it, are you happy now? I dont fucking love you anymore!” he surprised himself for what he said and the way it got out of him.

You froze. You didn't want to listen anymore. You already knew he didn't. But hearing him saying it like that onto your face ended you right there. You couldn't move. You couldn't look at him. All the flashbacks of your happy moments were passing through your head at high speed. All that once was your life, it wasn't anymore. He was once yours, and now he doesn't anymore. Was this even real?

He was sobbing. He fell into the sofa crying and hiding his face between his hands. He was broken. “I'm really sorry I didn't have the balls to say it to you before. To put you into all of this pain. Mistreating you so much. I'm so sorry. I don't even know what i'm feeling i just think i don't love you anymore” he tried to explain himself as best he could through all of his crying and breathless exasperation.

“You're not sorry. You never loved me. You can't do this to me lando! We had a fucking wedding plan! I was already looking for dresses! Im so fucking stupid to have ever believed in you! Don't trust the player they said. How could I not believe it! Fuck you lando!” you were so hurt.so angry. You felt disgusted. Disgusted with his lips even touching you. His hands make you see stars. You wouldn't believe what you were living right now. You took off the engagement ring from your finger and threw it at him. It landed on the floor in front of him. “I really hope you stay miserable your whole life lando. And I hope you find someone who can make you happy and be enough for you and then destroy you. Break you in a million pieces. Did you find someone better? A model? A driver?” you looked at him with contempt. He was staring at the ring laying on the floor over the rug you bought in Mexico last year. When you were happy and were planning a future together. “Im heading the fuck out” you announced and run to your shared room. Got a bag and put some of your clothes in it. You couldn't stop crying. You were leaving. You were leaving your soul trapped in this house. You were leaving yourself behind. The one that would not exist ever again.

“y/n wait don't go please we can still try and figure this out together.please don't leave me. Im sorry baby please” he rushed into the bedroom trying to stop you from taking your things. You didn't let him and continued.

“No we can't lando. I'm done. You said it. You don't love me anymore then why would I stay in a place where I'm not welcome anymore? Would you stay? You don't even want to be here neither” you said frantically zipping up your bag and heading out the room. You took your keys from the kitchen table. He didn't know what to say. He couldn't stop you.

He was a monster.

“Don’t fucking ever look for me again. Hope you find someone who can make you not fall out of love before the wedding and that you actually have the family of your dreams” you said. Those words burnt your soul into ashes. Everything he wanted was without you in it.

You could have had it all.

You opened the door getting out of the house to your car. He followed you watching you getting in your car. He couldn't stop you. You didn't even say goodbye to him. He didn't say a word either.

He was holding the ring you threw in his hand. The little object burnt his skin. You were gone. The life you have built together is gone. And he was alone.

Shaking he got into his house again. He looked at the ring in his hand once more.

What has he done?

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What is it with men that they realized they love you when they already broke you? 🙃

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[buffetlicious]

I tried the ala carte 9-pcs Spicy Chicken McNuggets (S$7.80) from McDonald’s Singapore last week. These fried chicken nuggets are zinged up with cayenne pepper and chilli powder, so you get a subtle kick of heat. Dipping them into the curry sauce make them even nicer. Like the above burgers, this one is also available for a limited time only, so hurry, go try them before they are taken off the menu.

Mum had the Extra Value Meal of Filet-O-Fish (S$5.50) with the default medium French fries and a small drink. Actually, she only wanted the burger itself but I got her the set meal as it is more worth the money.

The Yubari Melon soft serve is also back for a limited time. Bought the Yubari Melon Cone (S$1.20) and eat it as I made my way to the supermarket at the basement level. The melon flavour is fragrant and the vanilla-based soft serve creamy though a tad sweet for me.

Mum said she craves some ice cream so I bought her back to McDonald’s and bought both the Yubari Melon Twist Cone and Yubari Melon Cone (S$1.20 each). I wouldn't normally buy the twist cone version but it is just for the camera. :D

Selected images courtesy of McDonald’s Singapore.

[songmingisthighs]

Good Neighbour

group : ateez

pairing : nerd!seonghwa × neighbour!reader

genre : smut, neighbours au

word count : 3.8 k

warning : smut, mdni, explicit sex (piv), mentions of watersports (no actual action), seonghwa mentioning he watches porn, unprotected sex, mentions of Seonghwa pleasuring himself to the thought of (y/n), (y/n)'s kind of a brat ??

a/n : happy seonghwa day !!! :D though i'm in singapore, i still want to post this and i did it !!! >:)

buy me coffee ?

Frantic knocks on Seonghwa's door made him almost smash his lego Death Star by accident. Thankfully, he only smacked his hand on the side of his table. Though painful, he'd have that over ruining the thing he had been working on for the whole day and was three-fourths way done.

The knocks on the door became relentless and bordering on incessant and honestly, it annoyed him quite a lot. He was hoping to have a quiet night in after hearing (and dealing) with the excitement around the apartment earlier. Plus, he promised his friend, San that the next time they hang out he would show him his finished lego Death Star so he could help conceptualize how to put them on display. So obviously, Seonghwa wanted to spend the day for himself, for his hobbies. It wasn't like Seonghwa would usually spend his time out, it was just that his time alone was usually spent on his work as a remote working cyber security expert. They truly benefit from Seonghwa's anxiety and tedious working tendencies but Seonghwa couldn't really complain.

When Seonghwa (finally) opened the door, he was so ready to scold whoever was on the other side, pissed that they annoyed him for no reason. But when he was met with the face of his crush, teary-eyed with her arms hugging her body tightly with a slight tremble, his anger melted away and his shoulders dropped. "(y/n)?" he called out, crouching down slightly to your height to be eye-level with you, "Are you okay? What's wrong? Have you been crying?" he asked, a worried look clear on his face. You had been the object of his affection for quite some times now and when he heard that your house had been burgled while you were at work, Seonghwa felt the most guilty because it was during the time he decided to go out and buy a new lego set for his collection. Had he waited to go a little longer, he would've been able to stop the burglary. Of course by calling someone, what can a nerd like him do? Offer to get pantsed as an exchange? That wouldn't be enough and he had a feeling that he would just make the situation worse. Considering that he only had a handful of experience with having a full conversation with you and every single time, he was so awkward. One time, he managed to spill his own coffee on himself, jumped and bumped his head to the wall behind him. You were nice enough to not make fun of him and even staying with him and iced his head. From then on he was down bad and he swore that he will try to be better for you. That was a year ago so please make your own conclusion.

You were sniffling and your eyes were shifting around warily, arms hugging your own body as a gesture of self preservation and comfort after experiencing a major trauma. "Can I stay here with you for a bit? I- I don't feel safe at home and none of my other friends are available," you sniffled sadly. Seonghwa couldn't help but skip a heartbeat at your words, focusing on the fact that you had indirectly called him your friend. While he would like to be more, he was more than happy that you thought so highly of him and he can only hope that when he finally make his move (whenever that is), his happiness would be tenfold. Whilst trying to suppress the grin that was threatening to split his face in half, Seonghwa frantically nodded and stepped aside, "Of course, you can stay here as long as you want! With me, your friend!" it took everything in him to not laugh or giggle considering that the situation was still sensitive. Thankfully, you didn't seem to realize his attempts of not being a weirdo and you even stepped close to him to gave him a tight hug. "Thank you for being such a good friend, Seonghwa, I'm really glad to have you," your voice was mumbled due to your pressing your face on his shoulders. Seonghwa's body froze especially when you exhaled deeply into his clothes, turning a spot very warm. For some reason, feeling your breath on him was exhilarating and had you not let go of him, you would've definitely felt his boner on your hip.

Even when you were already inside his place, you were still stiff and awkward. The situation was just so stressful to you that even with the company you knew you needed, you were still not able to feel comfortable yet. Seeing this of course upset Seonghwa as he adored your happy and cheerful side. "H-hey, do you want something to drink? My friend, Yunho, got me this pink wine thing and I've been waiting for the right reason to-" "Yes please," you cut him off, both surprising and delighting him with your enthusiasm over alcohol.

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Not even half an hour later, you and Seonghwa found yourselves giggling over random things on his couch. You had let loose a little (a lot) with the help of the alcohol and Seonghwa's dumb attempt at imitating his friend Wooyoung's witch laugh. You've been laughing for a solid 5 straight minutes and Seonghwa was beyond proud that he was able to make you that happy and distracted. Or distractedly happy.

"Seonghwa, stop it or I'll pee myself!" you whined whilst still laughing happily, head thrown back and hand on your stomach when you felt like it was starting to cramp. Grinning widely, Seonghwa sat himself back down on the couch, this time unknowingly closer to you with a slight huff and reddened cheeks, courtesy of the alcohol. "If you pee yourself, I know that means you were genuinely laughing so hard and I'll take pride in that," he said, wiggling his eyebrows teasingly. Without Seonghwa realizing, the alcohol had allowed him to be more confident in having you in his apartment whilst simultaneously giving him a bit more courage to be able to communicate with women easier. Usually, he'd stumble over his own words and/or mix them up to create a confusing, awkward word. In return to his statement, you raised an eyebrow at him as a knowing smirk appeared on your face, "You like girls peeing because of you? Kinky," and Seonghwa almost choked on his own spit. Seeing this, you decided to egg him more, "I'm not kink shaming you, Hwa, I'm just surprised you're into that." Seonghwa began sputtering random words, trying to reject the notion but no actual, comprehensible words came out of his mouth and it made him panic because he felt like as if he was trying to hide something when it wasn't the case whatsoever.

The panicked look on Seonghwa's face; the blush, the twitchy eyes, and the trembling bottom lip looked cute to you. You have always thought that he was attractive, hot even, he was just a nerd who gets overly excited over things that he likes and most of the things he like revolves around Star Wars, Marvel, and pink stuffs. Plus, his career path on top of the way he dressed didn't help his case of being a total nerd. You remembered thinking he was so hot when you saw him coming back from playing tennis with his friend Hongjoong and to say your panties suddenly got damp would be the understatement of the year. You've been waiting to be able to see that Seonghwa again and so far you had no luck. Yet.

"I haven't had sex in a year!" He suddenly blurted out without realizing what he had said.

You both sat there frozen; Seonghwa in dreadful realization of the information that he had just unknowingly willingly gave out to you. He remembered Wooyoung and Mingi trolling him about the fact because according to them, it was ridiculous that Seonghwa didn't care much about where or how his sexual frustration was channeled, completely oblivious (or maybe forgetting) that Seonghwa has been pining over you for the longest time. That, and Seonghwa is a very busy smart man with a hobby.

It wasn't like he thought that you would ridicule him, it was just embarrassing to have your crush know you haven't had sex in so long What if he thought he's unexperienced or just THAT unwanted?

"B-but it's not like I have a low sex drive or anything. I get turned on! I really do, I watch porn like a normal person!"

God, if only a meteor could strike him then and there.

Seonghwa was so close to faking an injury or just climbing out the window to escape the awkwardness he had accidentally created. Anything to not be in that position or be that person anymore.

"What kind of porn do you usually watch?"

He was not expecting that question from you.

For a second, Seonghwa thought you were joking. Maybe even making fun of him. Or egging him to spill his kinks or sexual interests just so you could humiliate him later. But the more he looked at you, the more he saw that you were being genuinely curious, there was no malice behind your eyes or gesture. "I... It... It differs from time to time," he was not quite sure why he even responded to you in the first place. Perhaps the alcohol was more potent than he expected it to be. "Oh? So you like dominating and being dominated?" Seonghwa nearly jumped from his seat when your knee touched his, surprised that you were suddenly so close to him. But he didn't move back, he even scooted in, leaning into your warmth and touch that he craved more of after having a taste. "No... Well," though it felt as if there was as lump in his throat, Seonghwa simply coughed it out a couple of times before continuing talking, "I don't quite know about that, but I know I like taking care of my partner."

His eyes widened when you suddenly plopped onto his lap, legs, encasing his thighs as to not let him move around easily. "Tell me more," you said as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, resting your weight on him completely. Seonghwa's head began to swirl, your scent hitting his nostrils and the realization of how close you both were with each other were intoxicating to him, exhilarating even. His hands automatically moved to be placed on your hips, as if wanting to keep you in the spot as a possessive gesture. "Well, I... I'm very nervous having you here with me right now," he blurted out. You couldn't help but giggle at his confession as you didn't expect him to say something like that to you, it wasn't even the context of the conversation. "Why so? It's not like I'm gonna bite you," then you suddenly leaned in, lips next to his ear and your breath hitting the skin making it warm, "Unless you're into that."

In a blink of an eye, Seonghwa had lunged at you, pining you onto the couch as he whined pathetically. "Please don't tease me like this, I don't want to take advantage of you considering you had just been through something absolutely traumatic and not to mention we were drinking," as he pleaded, his palms balled into fists on either sides of your head as if to ground himself, reminding himself that while he couldn't control his words, he should at least be able to control his urges. Seeing him hold back made you pout, obvious that it was not the reaction that you were hoping for. "Oh come on, Seonghwa! I've been through something absolutely traumatic today so I need you right now, I need your help to make me forget how crappy today has been," your words were so clever and you even bat your eyelashes at him to soften him up which annoyingly enough worked. But still, even if you did have a point, Seonghwa was still hesitant because like he said, he really do enjoy (so far, only the idea of) taking care of his partners and ensuring their consent was one of the ways he liked to do it. Besides, to him, asking for permission to commit a very intimate act was hot, it was as if the decision of having sex could be dependent on one of either parties.

Since this was you, someone who he had been pining for for so long, he decided to make sure of some things as to not let the chance pass by just like that. "How drunk are you exactly?" Seonghwa asked, genuinely hoping that you would still be able to do what he hoped you both would do if the chance comes. "Not drunk at all, just a slight buzz, you?" you asked back, heart beating slightly at the thought of Seonghwa wanting to have sex with you. "Drunk enough to have the courage to propose this to you but not so drunk that it would nullify my consent," he said firmly.

Without wasting more time, you smashed your lips agains this in a frenzied rush. Though you leapt forward, your body dragged him down with you onto the couch due to the gravity and your arms being securely wrapped around his neck. When you both landed, Seonghwa let out a yelp and had his clumsiness kicked in, he would have definitely smushed you under his weight on the couch but he managed to support his own weigh slightly. You loved the feeling of him on top of you though, you loved feeling his mouth on yours. Even from the kiss you could tell that Seonghwa was slightly hesitant, wanting to do something to you (that you have yet to figure out) but he wasn't able to actually reach out for it. Heck, not even to place his hands on your body. Usually, with your previous partners, they would be honking your boobs like a clown horn by now, but Seonghwa was different in a nice and frustrating way. You detached your lips and pouted up at him, showing your displeasure over his treatment, "God, Seonghwa just do whatever the fuck you want with me!" you whined, yanking his collars open to began sucking red marks on his pretty, fair skin, "I want to be taken care of by you. You'd like that, right? You liked knowing that you can take care of me and my needs with no problem and have me however you want."

A guttural growl left Seonghwa's lips and before you know it, Seonghwa had flipped you over so that your chest was against the cushion underneath you. It felt like your breath was knocked out of your lungs from being surprised by the sudden action and by Seonghwa's strength. At least you got another glimpse of your nerdy neighbour's athletic prowess and this time you got to experience what he was capable of first hand.

"You want me to take care of you? You want me to explore what I can do from my extensive research?" the sudden appearance of Seonghwa's low voice vibrating through the air caused electricity to shot down your spine, making it feel tingly. "Yes, please, I want to know what you're capable of, Seonghwa, please," you whined breathily, almost sounding pathetic.

Your permission was all Seonghwa needed to grab you by the waistband of your pants and pulled them down along with your underwear. It felt ridiculous that Seonghwa felt a sudden overwhelming sense of arousal just from seeing your bare ass on display for him, It wan't like he had never seen a naked ass before. For sure, he wasn't a virgin and by God, the amount of times Wooyoung and San pranked him by having their bare asses in front of his face just before he opened his eyes was astronomically embarrassing. Though he can't complain much because this was your ass and the sudden rush of adrenaline and excitement that coursed through this body made him think of the endless possibilities be it from potential kinks to positions and even frequency and volume (amount and sound). This must be how virgins on their wedding nights feel. Seonghwa couldn't help but palmed himself through the layers of clothing he had on as he slowly unbuttoned his pants, nose scrunching at the

"Don't just stare at me, do something!" you demanded, "What? You don't know what to do?" Teasing him might have been a mistake on your part because the next thing you know, Seonghwa slapped your ass harshly. Maybe he was acting out from his reflex, maybe something inside him was switched on because when he heard you yelp, he snapped out of whatever it was that made him hurt your ass and winced, momentarily turning back into the bumbling nerd you knew from before. "Oh my God, I'm sorry, (y/n), a- are you okay? I'm so sorry, I wasn't thinking," he was cringing so hard when he asked because your now red ass was glaring at him, proving that he was being harsh on you. But he was surprised when you turned around to look at him with your bottom lip between your teeth and a shy smile on your face, "N-no, Seonghwa, that was great."

God, it felt like he finally found the answer he has been looking for.

You were doing nothing but showing him a simple expression but for some reason Seonghwa found it so absolutely sexy. Pornographic even. It released the last hold Seonghwa had in himself and before you could reassure him more, Seonghwa had slipped himself into your cunt. The position you were in at the moment under him with your legs stretched back and Seonghwa's knees trapping your body by your thighs, made you feel even tighter to him. Seonghwa stilled with his eyes rolled back into their sockets as your face fell onto the cushion, the sound of you squealing from surprise muffled slightly but it was still loud enough for Seonghwa to hear. His hands found purchase on your ass, his fingers digging onto the soft flesh hard that you thought indents of his fingerprints could be found later if you look for them. "Shi- shit, Seonghwa! You could've warned me!" you whimpered once you managed to find the strength to lift your head again. "Sorry, (y/n), I- I-" he shuddered when he sunk in deeper, your warm cavern accommodating his dick beyond his imagination, "I couldn't- ah! Help myself, God, you're so f- fucking," it was hard for Seonghwa to speak because he tried pulling away once before pushing back in again and it was addicting. You were in no better shape than him. While Seonghwa's fingers dug into your ass, yours dug into his sofa cushion from pleasure. It wasn't like Seonghwa has a monster cock or anything, but for some reason it just felt right. Having him inside you just felt right to you and you were excited to feel and have more of him.

Luckily, Seonghwa started rocking his hips once the initial overwhelming intoxication ebbed away. Really, it felt like Seonghwa wasn't even moving on his own accord, it was as if something was controlling him but he didn't mind, he didn't care, not when whatever was making him move caused you to bury your face in your arms as you moaned and whined, asking, begging him to fuck you more, fuck you harder. That night, Seonghwa truly felt like his sexual urges was driving him as he suddenly grab you by your hair and pulled you up slightly. "Look," it was then that you realized that there was a window in front of you, "You look so beautifully sinful, how could you do this to me?" he grunted. It was true for one part, because it wasn't just you, it was him too, he looked absolutely delectable. You both looked straight out of a victorian pornographic painting with the warm lighting illuminating your figures and the darkness of the night sky outside the window serving as a blank canvas to accommodate the two of you.

"Shit," you gasped when you saw Seonghwa's eyebrows furrowing from the window, clenching your sopping cunt to trap Seonghwa's cock inside you. The more reaction you gave him, the more frantic Seonghwa's movements become. It was like a very intense tango with both of you giving and taking and teasing each other yet still working together in perfect harmony, synchronizing and complimenting each other like genuine art. Only if art is sweaty, messy, and noisy.

It didn't take long for Seonghwa to feel like he was nearly tipping off the edge of his climax. He was so close he could feel it on the tip of his tongue. Maybe he could thank the nights he spent fantasizing about you, those were his 'practice nights' for this day and it actually surprised him that he didn't immediately nutted inside you upon his entry. Those nights he spent fucking his pillow or humping his bed was nothing compared the feeling of your fluttering walls on his cock and your slick lubricating his movements. "I- I'm close," he huffed, hips hitting your ass sharper than before as his hands became harsher in gripping you, possessively trying to hold you as he had his way with you. "Seonghwa, cum in me," You whined, back arching with a moan following your beg. And so Seonghwa released his cum inside you at the mention of you wanting him there. His hips were stuttering slightly but the feeling of him releasing his cum inside you, having the thought of his cum mixing with your own swirling inside his head as the overstimulation creeped in was addicting. He didn't know how long he was going to cum but it felt endless. You, in the receiving end, couldn't help but tense up when Seonghwa's cum filled you to the brim. The movements he was still giving you made both of your mixed cum spill out and wetting your thighs and the sofa beneath you. The tensing muscles in your cunt, ass, and calf somehow heightened your pleasure and it made you even more aware of the presence of Seonghwa's cock still inside you.

When his movements slowed, Seonghwa's mind wound down and it was then that he realized that he had just had sex with you on his couch. Not only that, he was doing things he had never done before in a sexual way, things he had only seen people do in porn and maybe heard from his friends. He felt his chest bloom with pride but the unsureness of how you feel or how you would react prevented him from smiling out of happiness or even saying something to you.

So when you looked back at him, you had a wide grin on your face, making his heart skip a beat.

"So that's what you're into, huh? What else is on the list?"

Oh he's so fucked. Fucked in the best way.

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[fuck-i-like-too-much-stuff]

Small addition to the Professor Peem and Professor Q tag because I seriously need to focus on my studies but We Are knaws at my brain.

"You may know that since Professor Q has taken a sabbatical for the rest of semester and since his half of the syllabus is complete, your doubts can be taken up by me. Please feel free to approach me anytime, I'll be in my office." Peem ended the lecture and dismissed the class. Yet no one moved. He looked up with confusion to the lack of commotion, to see eyes of concern.

"What's wrong?" He asks, no answer.

"Guys, I said you were dismissed. Don't you have more classes today?"

"Professor Peem, are you okay?"

Peem doesn't know what his students are talking about. He looks to his feet, trying to observe what is wrong with his appearance. Yeah, his shirt is a little untucked and his tie isn't as proper as it should've been. Yeah, maybe he could've done a better job with his hair today morning. But that shouldn't be enough to warant concern from his students, to let them know that he is, in fact, very much not okay.

It was a month ago that Phum had to leave for Singapore for two months. It was a month ago that he had started to tell himself that this was not that big of a deal. It was a month ago that he was sure these two months would go by in a blink of an eye and his Phum would be back in his arms even before he could complete the blink. It wasn't until two days back, when Q and Toey left for their Europe trip did he realise that this blink felt more like an endless and painful coma.

Yet, what he doesnt realise that this syncing of his breakdown has, once again, fed the rumors of his and Q's apparent relationship.

When his students refuse to leave the hall, despite Peem's reassurances, he does so himself. The moment he does, the murmurs begin.

"Did they break up? Is that why Professor Q took a sabbatical?"

"He takes one every year, that can't be it."

"Didn't someone say that he was going on a Europe trip? Who goes on such a romantic trip without their boyfriend?"

"Maybe Professor Peem was supposed to go but they broke up so he didn't."

"That seems a little too cruel, even for Professor Q."

"Guys, you might want to look at this-"

Toey's instagram handle open on the mobile screen, it shows a photo of him and Q looking over the sunset at the Saimes River.

"A water body. Wow, maybe Professor Q is that cruel."

The next day rolls around and now that Peem has understood that his breakdowns have to be very strictly reserved for his house and Phum's daily videocalls only, he looks just as he did always. But what doesn't change still is the sympathetic looks he catches in class.

Is he still looking pathetic?

In the staff room, he catches a hold of Fai who tells him he certainly doesn't look like he spent the last night crying. Helpful.

His phone automatically calls Fang when it comes to advice regarding puffy eyes and dark circles, not because Fang cries a lot but because between the architecture firm and being in love with Tan, he does not sleep a lot.

"I told you, you need a break. Your routine is not healthy right now, and I'm sure the college will allow you a few days off."

"I have a lot of classes, Fang. And I've to take up any doubts regarding Q's half too. This is not the time for me to take a break. Now will you tell me what to do about my eyes, or should I tell Tan that you ate the donuts I brought for him?"

Ice packs after crying, eye cream and if need be so, a little bit of concealer. Concealer that he will have to buy since Fang is not sharing his, or even Tan's. "Infections, much? Plus you're not my shade nor Tan's."

He is at the department store that is supposed to have everything. Which includes his needs for today, ice cream, rose scent candles, eye cream, and his shade of concealer, and the cologne that Phum wears because he misses his boyfriend and at least the house can smell a little like him. It also includes everything one of his students had on their list as well, because he finds her trying to sneakily click a photo of Peem trying to find the cologne.

"Guys, he's buying the cologne Q wears. He misses him so much. I also saw him buy eye cream."

Actually Q does wear the same brand of cologne as Phum, mostly because Phum is the one who introduced it to him, but its not the same cologne itself. That's not a detail the fine arts student care about as much as the wrinkle count of Peem's forehead as he tries to figure out the reason behind his student's behavior before walking over to where she is.

"Can I help you Reem?"

He then watches as his student fumbles her phone to the ground, apologise repeatedly, pick up her phone which he is sure has a broken screen now, and run away.

He reiterates the whole tale to Phum when he reaches home, a long ten minute podcast of an audio. Exactly eleven minutes after, he recieves a call from the same person, the person he needs the most.

"Hey. Long day, huh?" The soft voice speaks and if Peem hadn't kept his ice cream in the fridge, it would've also melted with him.

After an hour, Phum agrees with Fang about Peem needing a break but he also knows better than to suggest it because he knows Peem couldn't bring himself to abandon his class a month before their exams. So he says, "I'll be back very, very soon. And then your students will see just how happy you can be. Okay?"

And Peem hangs on to that okay for the next month, hangs on as if for dear life. And in this month, unbeknownst to Toey himself because he really does not care for Instagram notifications when he has his P'Q in the most romantic setting of the century, Toey's instagram account gains about fifty new followers who all have the same goal- plot revenge on Q.

[saintslewis]

Reasons I couldn’t be an f1 driver, a thread:

vroom vroom, b*tch

i get angry so fast, it’s actually concerning

i would scrap everyone that says anything bad about me

if a haas, alpha tauri, afla romeo overtook me, i would actually park the car on the side and go home

i would wear the most cuntiest clothing walking into the paddock, it would be sickening

i would not be able to answer ANYONE after a race like singapore or qatar like i don’t have time for long ass questions pls 🖐🏽

if anyone says anything stupid, everyone would know by my face

i would NOT keep up with my diet. if i feel like eating ice cream before a race, I WILL

i would cuss the FIA the fuck out everyday

i would be a PR nightmare, genuinely

i’m a party girl, that’s just how i am so if y’all see me partying after qualifying, mind your business!

if the team did me wrong, i would not be thanking those mf for ANYTHING

don’t judge but girl if i got the gossip???? 🤭🤭

they would not let me race bc i would keep asking if lewis is okay

“oh there’s a safety car out bc of my crash? great, lewis can win!”

i would talk in my home language to piss EVERYONE off

i’m really just there for lewis

i would GLOAT if i got a win or a world championship, i’m NOT keeping that shit to myself 😭

the things i would post on my socials or just how i talk to my fans would be so entertaining 😭

i would openly fangirl or blush if Lewis, Charles, Jenson or Carlos spoke to me (DON’T JUDGE)

i need music to focus on something

75 laps is actual insanity, i would not be able to do that shit

i’m so petty, you crash into me, ITS OVER FOR YOU

the money????? i would buy literally everything i’ve ever wanted 😭

i would value my fans so highly, those are my babies and i’m so serious

i would lurk on my fanbase through social media, i would be one of y’all

i won’t be able to answer those long ass questions, period.

i would want my fav songs to be played rather than my national anthem (sometimes)

if i feel like twerking or making tiktoks in the paddock, i WILL

me and my headphones against the world 🫵🏽

i’m a black woman, says enough than it should (a girl can dream)

my face is full of expressions so pls 😭

my favouritism for the drivers would show very directly

staying overnight after a race to study even further for the next day??? yeah no, a bad bitch will sleep 🤣🤣

i am extremely straight forward. if i don’t wanna be somewhere, i will walk out 🤣

calling grown men “girl” >>>>>

i will be reminding everyone and their mothers that Lewis is a 7x World Champion and is called “Sir” 😋

i love my phone, i would carry it everywhere

they wouldn’t be able to handle a bad bitch on the grid other than me and Lewis (Charles and Oscar are an extra bonus)

again, really only there for Lewis

This is getting long, hope you enjoy 🤭

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[tu-es-gegg]

untuk hari bahasa ini, saya cubalah mengajarkan semua tentang sikit budaya melayu dan berkongsi kosa kata juga (ENG TRANSLATION)

(for this language day, I will try to teach a little about Malay culture and share vocabulary as well)

i made the original post detailing some fun stuff abt my culture of being malay (specifically from perspective living as a Malay from Singapore), i want to do an english translation so its more accessible to those who don't speak malay. This isnt an exact translation (plus im adding mroe additonal info) so keep that inmind

FIRST, what is the Malay language? This is an Austronesian language, also the national language in Brunei, Malaysia and Singapore. Malay is usually written in Latin script, also known as Rumi. There is also Jawi script based on Arabic writing. If you want to know (most) letters in Jawi, this is a video stuck in my head from Andalus (I'm bad at writing in Jawi and Arabic too, even though I study, I don't know much;;;)

Malay culture is deeply connected with Muslim culture, that's why a lot of malay festivities and celebrations revolve around the islamic calender. one such celebration is Hari Raya. there are two ceremonies; Aidilfitri and Haji, I will talk about Hari Raya Aidilfitri only because it is close this year and most well known (for context, its litterally in april this year).

The previous month is Ramadan where we fast/puasa. We do not eat from Subuh (around sunrise) to Maghrib (around sunset) (these are two of the names of the prayer times, in Islam we are supposed to pray around 5 times a day during different intervals. it goes Subuh, Zohor, Asar, Maghrib, Isyak). Before dawn, want to eat Sahur and then pray. At Maghrib, want to eat to break the fast/ berbuka puasa (usually say "buka" for short). Also in this month before Aidifilti, the family will prepare by cleaning the house for visitors, buy new baju kurung, get kuih, etc etc.

aaaa there are a lot of kuih, here's anything I can name (many are from Singapore); kuih lapis, kuih salat? ondeh ondeh, kuih bahulu, kuih dadar, BISKUT CORNFLAKES OMG does that count?. there are many more lol.

ALSO! In Singapore, during Ramadan, there is a huge Night Market in Geylang. Not only in Geylang there is a night market but this is very popular. There are MANY stalls selling food. Everyone who buys from geylang night market knows Ramly Burger, deep-fried Oreos, vadai, KEBAB, DENGDENG. (I like to buy rolled ice cream and chicken kebab mmmm)

In Geylang too, they will buy traditional clothes to visit family. Baju kurung (ehh for traditional clothes, women wear baju kurung, men wear baju melayu but the names are the same anyway) is the normal clothing. Often, one household will choose to coordinate colors together (but it's not mandatory, lmao my family doesn't care)

For men, they wear songkok (that flat black hat) and samping (the long scarf wrapping around the waist)

For women, wear a sarong (skirt) with a long top. If desired, will also wear a tudung (type of hijab) (i should also clarify for muslim women its their choice whether they want to habitually wear hijab. its not just specific to just baju kurung. for example i have lots of aunties that dont wear hijab at all meanwhile i have a lot of aunts who do)

Baju kurung is also worn at other festivities, such as weddings

(my whole childhood I attended so many weddings, this is another topic lmaooooo)

On Hari Raya Aidifilti but before going to raya (this is what we generally call going out to see family), close family in will ask for forgiveness. (it's important the forgiveness is not one-sided, the adults will also ask forgiveness from the younger family members too). Usually this is when people start crying. After that, we go RAYA!!! When in someone else's house, if you are not working now, you can get duit raya! (because I grew up in singapore surrounded by chinese influence, I also call this "angpao" too)

OHHHH THERE IS A LOT OF FOOD;;;; My grandmother would cook a lot during Ramadan and Hari Raya. Rendang, lontong, KETUPAT OHHH KETUPAT, CHICKEN CURRY (my mother every aidifitri cooks green chicken curry, FOR HARI RAYA AIDIFITRI ONLY, ohhhhh that's my favorite part, ASBFKASB I'M HUNGRY.)

(theres also like way more cuisine than this, iu havent even mentioned nasi goreng and nasi lemak and briyani and FUCKIGN BEGEDIL;;;;)

ketupat is kind of icon to represent Aidifilti holiday, for example:

other icons of hari raya include: bunga api, neon string lights, bamboo torches, etc.

I love Hari Raya even thoug my feet hurt ALOT after visiting LOTS OF FAMILY AND FRIENDS OH MY GOD:;; it's okay if you take your shoes off in the house somehow your FEET WILL HURT at the end of the day;;;;;;

uhhhh others about malay culture? we have art! A martial art is silat melayu! I don't know much about this but it's great

there is performance art: one example is dikir barat

juga ada permainan, ada yang terkenal ialah wau (kite)

and congkak (like that one club penguin game, mancala, im not kidding)

there are many malay cultures that are also from indonesian culture because of its influence. (Mainly malay culture was influenced by its neighboring cultures such as from Thailand, Sumatra, Java. Malay culture were from Hinduism before then converting to Islam) That's why we have wayang kulit (natively from Java) (a lot of indonesian culture and malay cultures share similar things because of kinda their similar roots and their spread of their own culture, hence why we also have similar dishes, traditonal clothes, even our language is kinda 70% the same)

Do you know; Singapore was discovered by Sang Nila Utama and was originally Malay kingdom (at that time the island was called Temasek before it was owned by the British) (the original indigenous of Singapore are called Orang Laut, litterally translated to "people of the sea"). That is why in Singapore, the language and the national anthem (Majulah Singapura) is in Malay. Singapore is not only for Chinese people, we Malays and Indians are also here;;;

(and im not at all from malaysia god please none of my relatives are. Malaysian is referring to the country, Malay is the language and the ethnic group)

There's a whole lot more I haven't even touched on, like lmao there's a whole thing about weddings and a whole baby shower thing.

theres also a lot of singaporean stuff i want to share i haven't even mentioned singlish but thats a post for another time

[beyourselfchulanmaria]

👆 My son asked me : Mom, Do you know who's he? then he told me that ~

日本職棒名星選手-大谷翔平 Shohei Ohtani／おおたに しょうへい 

(b. 1994) 他目前效力於美國職棒大聯盟洛杉磯道奇，主要擔任投手及指定打擊（即投打「二刀流」） Los Angeles Dodgers – No. 17

He is a Japanese professional baseball pitcher and designated hitter for the Los Angeles Dodgers of Major League Baseball (MLB). Nicknamed "Shotime".

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My son is a chemical engineer at LCY GROUP in Taiwan. He called me two days ago and said: Mom, he got a promotion and a salary increase, so he took me to eat, go shopping, and buy ice cream to go home and enjoy. lol (He is a very pragmatic big boy who never dreams. Maybe because he is a child of a single parent, because they have experienced many human relationships with me, inculded up and down in life since they were young, so they mature very early. Fruits were pulled from the tree before they were ripe. hahaha) In fact, his company is not as profitable as in previous years in general this year, but he is lucky. He is the only one in his department at the Kaohsiung factory who has been promoted and received a salary increase.

We chatted and laughed about all kinds of topics. I am really lucky. God has given me two children who are smart, independent, sensible and gentle. Of course he also gives me dividends lol I like and appreciate that every time he takes the initiative to give me money, I always see the light of accomplishment and love in his eyes ~ shining like stars in the sky! 🙏 Thank God!

Although "it is more blessed to give than to receive". But there is another deeper understanding, especially for some people with strong self-esteem. Sometimes you have to learn to meekly "accept" gifts from those who love you in life.

我的兒子是台灣榮化集團(LCY GROUP)的化材工程師，前兩天打電話跟我說:媽媽，他升職加薪了，所以他帶我去吃飯、逛街和買冰淇淋回家享受。lol (他是個相當務實，從來不會作夢的大男孩。可能因為是單親的小孩，因他們從小就跟著我經歷許多人情冷暖，所以很早熟。果子還沒熟就從樹上拔下來了。hahaha) 其實今年他的公司總體來說並不如往年利多，但他很幸運，高雄廠在他的部門只有他一個人被升職和加薪。

我們聊天又笑呵呵的各種話題無所不談，我真的很幸運，天主賜給我兩個既聰明獨立又懂事溫順的孩子。當然他也分紅給我 lol 我喜歡也感謝當他每次主動地給我錢時，我總會看到他眼中充滿著成就感和愛的光芒~像天上星子閃爍著! 🙏 感謝天主!

雖然『施比受更有福』。但另一種更深的認知特別是對於一些自尊心很強的人而言有時你要懂得學會在生活中柔順地"接受"從愛你的人的施予。

Lan~*

📌Restaurant餐廳：鼎泰豐 Din Tai Fung is a Taiwanese restaurant chain specializing in Chinese cuisine, particularly famous for its Xiaolongbao. Based in Taipei, Taiwan, Din Tai Fung also has branches in Australia, Mainland China, Hong Kong, Indonesia, Japan, Macau, Malaysia, the Philippines, Singapore, South Korea, Thailand, United Arab Emirates, United Kingdom, and the United States.

是臺灣一家以麵食生產銷售為主的連鎖餐廳，以小籠包等上海點心聞名，總店開設於臺北市信義路二段的永康商圈中。1958年成立，最初為油行，1972年轉為餐廳，兼賣小籠包。1996年，鼎泰豐日本新宿店開幕，發展為跨國企業。

在1993年曾被《紐約時報》評為「世界十大美食餐廳」之一。2010年香港尖沙咀分店獲得米其林一星，是台灣首間獲米其林指南列入星級的餐廳。

[ugh-yoongi]

HOBI REQUESTS YAY! okay so at first i was thinking it might be hobi's birthday and he stays late at the studio regardless of the day and comes home to reader all tired and drained, but then reader has such a sweet surprise for him when he gets there (whether it be a cake, flowers, balloons, etc.) and it just seems like he can breathe again without the weight of his work on his chest, even if it's just for that night, he can fall asleep with no problem.

OR, considering it's in the name of jess' birthday, it could be reversed? reader's birthday and hobi has the sweet surprise instead? i don't have an idea of what specifically would be demanding so much of reader's attention, but coming home to hobi with his pretty smile on such a day seems like something so beautiful.

that's all i could muster up as of now, 🙃 if you chose to, feel free to play around with it until it's something you are comfortable with! <3

thank you so much for the request! i went with the first one and i hope you enjoy it! <3

(side note: i banged this out in one sitting so i'm tentatively optimistic that my writer's block is cured. we'll see. thank you all for your patience and not showing up in my ask box with pitchforks.)

ataraxia

pairing: hoseok x reader genre: est. relationship au; fluff, a tiny bit of angst warnings: hobi's kind of going through it so there are allusions to poor mental health, otherwise this is mostly fluff. just being there for your person when they're having a tough time. no gendered pronouns used. unedited. rating: e for everyone wordcount: 1k listen to: novo amor - anchor

Hoseok had heard once that babies born in the winter are stronger.

Something about mothers being able to absorb more vitamin D during the summer months.

As he collapses onto the floor of his studio, sweat and exhaustion blurring his vision, he thinks those people are full of shit. What has being born in winter gotten him besides muscle cramps and seasonal depression? Because he’s also at a higher risk for that, which those people lauding his athleticism tend to leave off of the discussion.

He sighs. He’s twenty-nine now, and there’s something truly haunting about the inevitability of time. Can’t slow it down, can’t make it go faster; he just has to sit here and take it. Next year he’ll be thirty, thirty-one the year after that, and on and on it’ll go for the rest of his life.

All he has are these little joys: the squeak of his new sneakers on the studio floor, the kids in his class finally nailing their routine, those peach iced teas he likes being buy one get one free this week at the convenience store next door. He has you, too, but you were smart and traded in your two-cent dreams for the corporate world and now you’re spending his birthday on a business trip to Singapore.

Yoongi would call him an asshole for that, probably. He has friends. Friends who want to see him, buy him a drink and give him gifts, and he appreciates the effort, he does, he’s just… tired. Fatigue has seeped into all of his bones and left him nothing more than a husk of a person. It’s been months of this same unending grind, and he’s running out of self to give.

At least Singapore is warm this time of year. In Seoul, beyond the frosted windows of his studio, there’s nothing but gray-brown slush and a patch of black ice he can’t melt no matter how much he salts it.

“Fuck this,” he mutters.

It’s nearing nine o’clock. He needs to get home; needs to eat something and drag himself into a hot shower before he crawls into bed and spends the entire weekend there. Needs to reply to all the texts on his phone wishing him a happy birthday. Needs to tactfully and politely turn down all the invitations. Needs to post some bubbly, colorful message on social media thanking everyone for the well-wishes and attach a photo from a few weeks ago because he hasn’t been smiling much lately.

First, though, he needs to get off the floor.

He usually likes his walk home. Likes pressing his face to the glass to look at all the window displays when he’s not in the mood to shop. Likes seeing other people go about their days, live their lives. Likes looking at all the ways the city reflects sunlight and fades to husky gold. Likes walking under the cherry blossoms in the spring; likes it even more when a few petals stick to his shoulders and you laugh and brush them off as soon as he comes through the door.

It’s hard to get off the floor when none of that is out there.

But he does it anyway, because maybe he has a bit of that winter strength. He packs up his stuff and sits at the bus stop, counts his exhales as they materialize in front of him, thankful for the heavy coat you’d bought for him a few years ago, now well-worn and no longer itchy. He sits at the back by himself and sends half-assed replies to all of those texts. Scrolls back to stare at the photo you’d sent him this morning—fresh from sleep and barefaced, lips pursed together in a kiss, thumb and pointer fingers together in a heart.

Slush sticks to his shoes as he ducks inside the building. Nearly trips climbing up the stairs, because the two of you live on the fourth floor and it feels too lazy to take the elevator, even when his muscles are screaming from a long day at the dance studio. But it keeps him moving. Keeps him upright and functional when all he wants to do is rot away.

His shoes are dry by the time he reaches the door, soaked into the carpet lining the hallway. His hands still bear the cold—red and unsteady, it takes him a few tries to punch in the code. Gets it wrong twice, and he takes a second to just… stand there, head resting against the door, feeling the weight of the world come down on him.

He’s not sure what he thought twenty-nine would be like, but surely it wasn’t this.

And maybe if he wasn’t feeling so low, he would’ve noticed. Your keys in the bowl by the door, your shoes in the rack. The light on in the kitchen. The smell of the miyeokguk simmering on the stove. The sound of your footsteps as you meet him where he stands, shoulders slumped, eyes brimming with tears and exhaustion.

“Hob-ah?”

There are hands on his face. Soft, he thinks. They’re touching him so softly, treating him just as delicately as he feels. He leans into it; recognizes the perfume stuck to the wrist. Knows it smells like home and an aching he can never seem to put a name to, and you don’t hesitate to wrap him tightly in your arms.

“You’re not supposed to be here,” he says, words waterlogged and hesitant as he speaks them into the crook of your neck. Nothing feels real, and he doesn’t trust himself to open his eyes.

You tangle your hands in his hair. Scratch lightly against his scalp. “I got an early flight home. Got back this afternoon.” This is where someone else would ask if he’s okay, try to pry apart his ribcage and look at all the ugly parts, but you don’t. There’s just a small intake of breath and the reluctance to let him go. “The miyeokguk is almost ready,” you say instead. “Do you want to take a shower while I get everything ready?”

Hoseok is reluctant to let go, too, but he’s at his best when he has a task. Needs something to accomplish, something to check off on his imaginary to-do list, so he nods. Pulls away and immediately misses your warmth. Takes your face in his hands and presses a kiss to your forehead. Thank you, it says. I needed you here.

You already know, though. You always do.

[d3voured]

[    havana  rose  liu    +    demi  woman    +    she  or  they    ]    ⸻    meet  suki  lee  sook  yee,  a  twenty  seven  year  old,  who  has  been  in  cloyne  for  three  weeks.  they  are  a  mechanic  at  the  garage,  known  for  being  charming  and  biting.  they  are  often  heard  humming  along  to  come  as  you  are  by  nirvana.  residents  would  describe  them  as  the  on  the  lam  rockstar.

full  name  :  lee  sook  yee.    age  :  twenty  seven.    date  of  birth  :  august  10th,  1997.    place  of  birth  :  brooklyn,  new  york.    also  known  as  :  suki.    epithet  :  the  on  the  lam  rockstar.    gender  &  pronouns  :  demi  woman  &  she  or  they.    orientation  :  bisexual  demiromantic.    occupation  :  mechanic  at  the  garage.  presently  on  the  run  from  the  authorities  for  participating  in  illegal  car  racing  and  the  buying  and  selling  of  stolen  car  parts,  among  other  things.    parents  :  lee  fook  yee  &  rose  harrison.    siblings  :  none.    partner(s)  :  single.    children  :  none.

introduction    ⸻  

it  began  as  a  hobby. suki  had  been  thirteen,  on  the  cusp  of  puberty  and  her  main  enemy  (  besides  her  crippling  anxiety  and  body  dysmorphia  )  had  been  her  father.  lee  fook  yee  was  the  very  image  of  the  american  dream  ─  an  immigrant  from  singapore,  he  had  started  up  his  practice  in  the  late  80s  and  achieved  unprecedent  success  in  their  little  borough  in  new  york.  there  had  been  struggles,  of  course,  but  none  that  he  wished  to  share  with  his  impressionable  young  daughter.  perhaps,  if  he  had,  suki  would  have  been  able  to  sympathize  with  him  more,  but  as  it  stood,  their  father  was  a  drill  sergeant  in  their  eyes  and  anything  that  unsettled  him  only  served  to  entice  them.   auto  body  work  was  not  the  purpose  of  high  school  shop,  but  as  long  as  she  cleaned  up  after  herself,  no  one  really  cared  what  she  did  after  school  hours  and  her  talent  for  painting  (  cars  and  other  things,  as  the  local  police  force  would  report,  grabbing  her  from  where  she  had  just  spray  painted  another  wall  )  caught  the  eye  of  the  resident  autobody  shop,  who  offered  her  a  part - time  gig  working  for  them.  their  father  had  been  against  it,  wanting  them  to  focus  on  school,  which  was  probably  why  suki  (  who  had  long  since  shed  their  given  name  of  sook  yee  for  something  more  american  )  had  accepted  it  in  the  first  place. whatever  concerns  he  had  proved  to  be  correct,  however,  as  she  dropped  out  of  school  just  a  few  weeks  before  graduation  to  run  a  six - car  gig  for  the  shop  to  texas.  he  had  left  them  a  voice  message  on  the  morning  of  their  graduation,  telling  them  never  to  come  back  and  suki,  taking  it  as  a  challenge,  left  brooklyn  for  good.  at  first,  her  jobs  were  mostly  innocent  and  legitimate,  but  being  alone  at  eighteen  was  more  difficult  than  the  movies  made  it  out  to  be,  and  it  wasn't  long  before  she  was  running  somewhat  illegal  transportation  deals  for  the  boss,  racing  souped  up  cars  on  the  side  for  a  handful  of  dollars  that  barely  kept  her  fed  on  most  months. they  were  twenty  one  when  they  stole  their  first  car  ─  it  was  a  pretty  thing,  foreign  with  an  engine  that  purred  like  a  contented  cat  with  just  a  flick  of  the  wrist.  suki  learned  that  real  money  was  made  with  flipped  vehicles  sold  to  flashy  up - and - comers  across  the  border  and  demanded  in  on  the  job,  running  parts  across  north  america  for  the  next  six  years  until  a  slip  up  saw  her  nearly  caught  by  the  authorities.  iced  out  and  sent  to  canada  to  cool  off  until  the  heat  died  down,  suki  threw  a  dart  at  the  map  and  went  to  the  place  it  landed  on  ─  cloyne,  ontario,  unaware  that  her  arrival  would  soon  be  followed  by  two  murders  and  a  town  that  now  looks  at  her  with  increasing  suspicion.

[inuyashaluver]

Brit here. What the difference in all the different Milo’s cuz I’ve seen ones that say Australian recipe ones that say Ghana or Singapore ones that are like active or smth.

Are they different or

hello, brit baby!!!

so, there is a milo blueprint in australia which is this lovely lady right here:

it’s essentially a chocolate power that you put in milk - either hot or cold

when it’s cold, it kinda floats on the top as well as lightly flavouring the milk because it doesn’t really dissolve but it’s absolutely delicious!

when warm - it dissolves and is more like a chocolate milk

in asian countries and other parts of the world - milo is actually premixed and ready most of the time, and can either be served warm, hot or iced. sometimes, they add condensed milk too!

BUT!! in australia you can buy it pre made too but the girlies prefer to make it themselves

THERFORE, milo is this powder but is just prepared differently!!

THIS WAS SO LONG BUT I HOPE IT MADE SENSE - IM VERY PASSIONATE ABOUT MILO

[inchidentally]

driver move talk below cut! (I've had to censor some anons bc phew I do not want that heat babes)

posting this one first bc these are precisely my sentiments <3 I think Lando might be in Vietnam as well ?? Martin is there and Lando was supposed to visit there and it would crack me up if Oscar was on his run and Lando's on the other side of the planet but neither of them care bc this news is just so insane.

gotta focus on the fun stuff bc I don't think I've fully processed today at all babe!!

I STILL CANNOT FATHOM HOW THIS IS HAPPENING OR WHAT IT WILL LOOK LIKE ANON I JUST CAN'T

and why announce this now ?? all I can think is that it was so close to being scooped by an outlet that they had to get ahead of it bc absolutely none of this was planned well at all

B A B E even if you're not a Carlos fan don't do him like that by comparing him to Otmar !!

and all Oscar is gonna think abt this is 'ahhhh chrisd, fahckin Soainz is gonna be eyven more of a damn dohg afteuh theis malahkee'

I'm sorry to censor you anon and I respect you have your own opinion but I'll get the grief for posting it !!

daaaaaaamn, so this is what Ferrari does huh?

like I am so glad I started out sports fandom in hockey bc the trades could be absolutely brutal sometimes and you could never bother getting too attached to a friendship since one of them could literally be sent across the country - even in the middle of a game.

I was trying to give them the benefit of the doubt that maybe someone was threatening to scoop the story but if they were fine treating Vettel like that... yikes

I can totally see the schadenfreude abt the former principal omg - but I doubt Carlos had much to do w forcing Seb out apart from jumping at the chance to drive for Ferrari. I get that this is prob mostly jokes but I feel like the common enemy of Ferrari needs to remain the target !

anon how can Mark be having a good day when Prize Twink Jenson declares his crush on Fernando - Mark is grinding his teeth, breaking a Sky Sports tablet in his big hands and ... yea probably also plotting Oscar's career ascent

yeaaaaaa anon I'm sorry but I'll never buy into the 'charlos is pure PR stuff' these are real businesses and if driver bromances were so important then they wouldn't do what they've done today lol. charlos is on par w carlando for corporate-condoned publicity appeal so if it was nothing but PR then they'd have arranged a joint video/joint statement video by now and made sure to hang onto those fans the way McLaren did w Carlos and Daniel.

and like, to imagine that Carlos and Charles are such good actors all this time is hysterical. I'm not being mean here anon I just truly can't accept that even half of their chemistry is wholly planned and contrived.

listen, everyone except Oscar (bless his innocent unpretending little heart) recognizes that their relationships to other drivers play a worthwhile role in their own image and PR and that bromances = publicity. Carlos and Lando aren't even as close as Lando and Max V but carlando took off and stayed so popular that they'd be idiots to not keep bringing it up and capitalizing on things like Singapore and the driver parades. they are absolutely great friends! all of the easy friendliness you see is legit! but the fake gay flirting and the over the top bantering is solely for the benefit of us fans lol. it's the exact same dynamic with Lando and Daniel. they're very much friends, but they do exactly the same banter and handsy stuff as carlando. it's nothing sinister or calculating.*

so do Carlos and Charles do the same thing for the benefit of fan engagement and their own brands as drivers? oh hell yes they do lol. does it mean they aren't actually friends or that they have no real chemistry or it's all some ice cold arrangement involving Ferrari? alfgaslgflafg NO. if anything the fact that they've stayed so naturally warm and friendly in all their publicity work despite what their own ahem social circles may be stirring up online and in the media is proof that they aren't having to work at their chemistry very hard.

and like... Ferrari of all teams ?? does not need a charlos bromance - or any bromance - for shit. the biggest legacy team in F1 - and an Italian team at that - couldn't give a fuck if their two drivers are friends or what they get up to when they're not in the car as long as it's not flagrantly illegal. they want points, then wins, then championships. the name Ferrari alone is their PR.

and it is totally everyone's right to feel how they want to about drivers but for me personally I just do not engage in stanning or pretending that any F1 driver is pure as driven snow when it comes to forwarding their own career. it's as cutthroat as you can get out there and they've all tested the track limits of what's technically fair or above board in their search for a WDC.

*are McLaren PR and media teams clearly less interested in Oscar than Carlos or Daniel bc Oscar won't ham himself up and is so singularly incapable of faking it around Lando that he often just stands/sits there sometimes and watches Lando with his mouth open? yes. do I hope they realize that we find his dynamic w Lando charming and sweet even without the bromance stuff? yes.

[buffetlicious]

Went out with mum to go try out a newly opened restaurant at Sun Plaza. After dinner, we were on the way down to NTUC supermarket in the basement when we chanced upon McDonald’s Singapore new pineapple flavour soft serve. Mum said she wanted the ice cream so I queued for two of the Pineapple Cones (S$1.20 each). I love the tangy sweet flavour of real pineapple, not akin to the syrupy canned pineapple kind though mum doesn’t fancy it. I will be back for it before this limited item ends it run.

Still on the ice cream cone but this time it is Signature KingCone (魔天脆脆) from Chinese ice cream and tea chain Mixue (蜜雪冰城). I normally will not buy this dessert if the queue is too long but the S$1 soft serve cone with the extra crispy long waffle cone is pretty nice and yummy.

The last one is a free dessert I redeemed with my rewards card from Nine Fresh (九鲜). The Abundance Cup (金薯芋豆黑白配) is worth S$3.80 and comes with bean curd, grass jelly, red bean, sweet potato, yam and taro balls.

Selected images courtesy of McDonald’s Singapore and Nine Fresh.

[songmingisthighs]

atinytwt is so stupid and toxic oh my god i just saw someone "shading" kq for jongho ???? like okay let me put down my points

a. we don't actually know how they decide to let or allow jongho to only receive injections and medication. jongho's condition was explained by an indonesian orthopedic surgeon who said that NORMALLY injection and medication COULD aid and alleviate the pain but considering jongho's occupation and activity (i.e. dancing), recurrence is expected and it needed a more permanent solution. also, jongho is a grown ass adult, let's not baby him too much (despite me wanna go goochie goochie goo and tuck him into bed with warm milk and cookies) and think that jongho is incapable of making a huge decision for his own health no matter the consequence

b. "kq put them in crazy schedules" it's literally the pitfalls of being idols my ghawd do you want them to not tour and expand their reach and just sit pretty with one comeback a year ??? sure, they could do that but they'll need money to get better production quality like you buying one album per comeback or one album per version is not enough to even cover the shoe budget, do you think those things are cheap ??? considering album sales are not pure as it's separated as distributor and company and from the company's cuts, it's further broken down and ateez will only get a sliver if any, they have to depend on miscelaneous schedules like radio, tv shows, joint concerts, festivals, etc. And no it's not unfair because there are calculations put in place and no matter what you do, the cuts will never be enough but at least from what we see, ateez is living rather well

c. compared to the big 4 (ion even wanna get into TS, cube, mld, mbk, etc. bc yuck) kq is a far better situation for ateez and xikers. like we haven't heard much from xikers, but we know that ateez praises kq. hongjoong even said that kq's ceo goes everywhere with them on tour (hj said this on the singapore concert) except for the show in manila bc he had a prior engagement. and dude, the gifts the ceo gave ateez and the fact that kq didn't put ateez on diets they don't want and how the staff interacts with ateez and ateez with the staff. idk, i've only been seeing green flags so far. ofc no one is perfect but again, compared to jyp who made momo eat only ice cubes to achieve her target weight so she can debut, or shoving all of seventeen in one tiny ass dorm that didn't seem like there were any blankets around during pre-debut, or putting the members on a leash and treating them like dogs like infinite, i actually love kq. I've liked kpop for over a decade now, since i was like in 5th grade and i've truly never seen a happier group than ateez.

is there a way to not read stupid ass posts on twt or x or wtv and just save pictures from there ??? really i have low tolerance in stupidity bc i have to deal with my own on a daily basis

[growing-cosmos]

Kim SeonHo for ELLE Singapore May 2021 Issue - Full Interview

Kim Seon Ho Is On His Way To The Top

Caroline Suganda

For the uninitiated, Kim Seon Ho might seem to have emerged out of nowhere, but the South Korean actor's meteoric rise did not just happen overnight nor by luck. The humble and charismatic actor is taking over the world at his own pace.

If 2020 was a year that life came to a standstill for many, it proved to be the opposite for South Korean actor Kim Seon Ho — thanks to a TV drama role that singlehandedly propelled him to stardom: Netflix’s Start-Up. Airing last October, the drama had Kim starring alongside idol drama heavyweights Nam Joo Hyuk and Suzy Bae and told a story of young entrepreneurs trying to forge a path in the world of start-up companies. To his 400,000-odd Instagram followers then, the 35-year old was playing the second lead in his eighth TV drama; to his new followers, which quickly amounted to three million over the course of 16 episodes (two months), it was more like love at first sight.

It’s not hard to understand why. Kim may play the second lead, but his role as Han Ji Pyeong made him hard to resist. In fact, Han is what a 21st-century dream man looks like: A handsome, young, clever investor who is living in his bachelor pad overlooking Seoul’s Han river [read: loaded]. His backstory is equally compelling: An orphan with nowhere to go helped by a stranger — a grandmother who stood by him through the tough times. His cold and reserved demeanour was eventually overturned to show a warm, affectionate side, but alas, his narrative (albeit expected) left many heartbroken. But despite all that, Han emerged as the crowd’s favourite, topping the Brand Reputation Index for South Korean Actors last November (when Start-Up was airing) and winning the Best Emotive Award from the 2020 Asia Artist Awards, not to mention inducing fans to flood the internet to console each other over the heartbreaking ending.

Kim attributes Han’s popularity to his character. “Like in a fantasy, it’s a great rags-to-riches story. He has all the circumstances I wanted to experience and that’s what attracted me to this role. And I guess, that could be why viewers think he is really attractive too. I want to be as smart and capable as him,” says Kim, whose name has since become indistinguishable from Han’s — but not for long.

The way fans took the character of Han to their hearts is only matched by their recognition of Kim’s skill as an actor, leading to his well-deserved shot to fame that followed. Up is only the way to go, as Kim grows out of Han’s shadow to find his own footing. Soon after Start-Up wrapped, Kim returned to his roots as a stage actor. Earlier this year, he acted in Ice, a two-person play whose tickets were sold out within minutes. “I couldn’t even get any [tickets] for my friends,” says Kim. “I was in disbelief, but very thankful too. It felt great.”

In the theatre industry, Kim has already established his own fan base — rightfully so since he has been in the scene since 2009. In the past, fans would form a line outside the theatre to buy tickets, so much so that it would cause traffic jams. After the show, fans would wait around, hoping for a chance to speak to him, and he would always gladly oblige. “I was really moved by their support for me and I would always think about how else I can improve or try different things for my future acts. It was really enjoyable to meet and greet my fans then,” says Kim.

Stage acting was something Kim fell into after graduating from college. “I wanted to act but didn’t know how to start, so I decided to take a six-month break. One day, I met a junior of mine who was already in the scene and he asked why I hadn’t thought of stage acting when I love theatre so much. So, I thought: ‘Oh yeah? Should I give it a go?’” says Kim, who went for an audition that eventually led him to his first stint on-screen with a supporting role in the TV drama Good Manager (2017).

Whether on stage or on screen, acting has always been what Kim dreamt of doing. While it may seem to many that the theatre was merely a stepping stone to bigger things for him, the actor says that performing live gives him a sense of contentment the latter can’t replicate. “In stage acting, we can interact with the audience live, so we know their response right away. I think the audience contributes to the play as well because their laughter, or even the sound of their breathing instigates our next move or spurs us to do something more. That was an ecstatic feeling that I cannot forget,” says Kim.

In the short span of the last six months, Kim’s Instagram following has grown 1,150 per cent, and stands at five million strong now (as of press time). Congratulations are definitely in order. In response, he smiles shyly and laughs before saying thank you. “In the beginning, the numbers were going up so fast that I would randomly check my followers in the midst of filming — it was exciting. I am really thankful that [there are people] out there who show interest in me,” he says.

“Interest” is an understatement — “immense interest” is more fitting. Newly-minted fans who are converts after watching Start-Up thronged the internet to see more of him. Netflix quickly made 100 Days My Prince available one day after Start-Up wrapped, where Kim played the second male lead, an advisor to the Crown Prince. Video streaming service Viu even curated a playlist known as “Kim Seon Ho Specials”, compiling all of his shows to date, from Good Manager (2017) where he played a nerdy accountant and Welcome to Waikiki 2 (2018) where he acted as a struggling singer, to his first leading role in full-length series Catch the Ghost (2019) as a police officer. He also starred in a four-episode miniseries You Drive Me Crazy (2018) where he played an introverted artist, a role he resonates with the most. But what fans gravitate towards the most is 2 Days 1 Night, a reality-variety show series where Kim is a cast member. The show’s concept takes the six cast members on various 2D1N trips around places of interest in South Korea, while competing in missions to earn rewards such as meals and sleeping arrangements. The show, while having a certain format, is entirely unscripted, allowing the cast members to show their candid, spontaneous reactions when placed in surprising or stressful situations.

Indeed, 2 Days 1 Night is popular with Kim’s fans because they get to enjoy a side of the actor that they otherwise would not see. In the first episode (of season four, when he joined as a new member) which aired in December 2019, Kim entertained the viewers just by being himself — a variety show rookie who failed his first mission finding his way to the set after being dropped off at a random location, and came in last, or to be exact, 26 minutes later than the cut-off time. He also got caught sneaking in snacks (food is almost like a currency in the show) and demonstrated his unfamiliarity with the variety show cameras by back-facing them while surrendering said goods — all within the first 30 minutes of the show. In the same episode, fellow cast member Ravi (from South Korean boy group VIXX) said veteran cast member Kim Jong Min (who has been in the show for 14 years) predicted Kim would be a superstar. When asked about that moment itself, he says, “I felt really happy, and I asked [Kim Jong Min] why he said that, and he replied, ‘Oh? I just randomly said it.’ He said that I have a ‘good’ image. I don’t think I have become a superstar. I’m just very grateful.”

Kim must have been quite enthralled; after all, Kim Jong Min is more than just a fellow cast member — he’s also a role model. “He is much more serious off-screen, very self-aware and I would say, mentally healthy. By observing him, I realised that if I were to just change my perception on certain things, I would be able to overcome whatever problems I may face. I learnt how being mentally healthy is important and good for the individual, thanks to Kim Jong Min. For the past one year, as an actor and an entertainer, I’ve learnt a lot about the importance of having a good attitude,” says Kim.

It has been 15 months since Kim joined 2 Days 1 Night, a gig that has since won him KBS Entertainment’s Rookie Awards for Show and Variety. Sleeping alone on a deserted island, awkward dancing to Jessi’s Nunu Nana in front of the rapper herself, impersonating a baby dinosaur hatching from an egg — Kim has done it all. From starting off as a clueless and shy rookie, he’s now quick-witted and sharp, sometimes even initiating pranks in order to win. From someone nicknamed “Paper Doll” for his clumsy dancing skills, he’s developed into someone who won the audition to dance in South Korea’s tourism board video Feel the Rhythm of Korea: Incheon — a 2 Days 1 Night special project for season four’s first anniversary. But in the game of reality-variety show, strength and wit are nothing without luck — which he has no lack of, so much so that there was an episode loosely dubbed as “Kim Seon Ho’s Special” where he won almost every game. “My luck has been so good in the show and I think it’s probably due to the amazing people I get to work with on set.” These days, he looks forward to shooting the show, “It’s really fun!” he says. But what happens when he lost a mission, has to sleep outdoor or skip meals? “No stress at all. I feel very comfortable with the people I play and work with on set so it’s really fun.”

Luck is something that took the humble actor a while to realise he has. “I learnt that I’m very lucky,” he says. He attributes his luck to the fact that he has many good people who work with him. But luck wouldn’t have materialised without the faithful combination of opportunity and capability, which is what has actually brought him to the top. These days, besides shooting 2 Days 1 Night, Kim is busy with endorsement engagements for numerous lifestyle brands, as well as preparing for his upcoming drama where he will play the male lead against veteran actress Shin Min-A (our February cover star). A romcom drama set to launch in the second half of year, it is a remake of the 2004 movie Mr. Hong with a working title of Seashore Village Cha Cha Cha and Kim will play an unemployed, go-to guy in a fishing village.

Kim seems to have it all — he’s a TV actor and an entertainer on the rise, albeit a “late bloomer” which he acknowledges but he really wouldn’t have it any other way. He debuted in his first TV drama at 31 years old, almost 10 years late compared to most of his peers. But that doesn’t bother him at all, in fact he prefers to chart his career trajectory at his own pace and that often works in his favour. “If I were to go back in time [and change things], I wouldn’t have been able to debut at all,” he laughs. “I don’t think I was good enough to debut early [on TV], and I think now is the right time. I’m not saying that I’m very good now, but I think I’ve improved enough that I’m able to express my character well. Also, debuting later [on TV] helped me to form a good acting foundation, without being too arrogant or carried away.” It’s evident that Kim is a humble person, and also an endearing one. When asked if there is anything he can be proud of, “I don’t think I have anything to brag about in particular… Maybe my dimples?” he says with a laugh. “I never liked them when I was younger, but as more people complimented me [his nickname is Dimple Prince], I’ve grown to like them. I’ve got my mum’s eyes and so I love them since there’s a saying that goes ‘the eyes are the windows to the soul’.”

If 2020 was a career-defining year for Kim, 2021 is only going to be bigger. He shares that his wish is to hear someone say, “Wow, I could never imagine anyone else acting as this character apart from Kim Seon Ho” or “Nobody can play this role as well as Kim Seon Ho”. But ask anyone who has watched Start-Up, chances are they would tell you, Kim has already nailed that.

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[digital cover]

source: discountmags.com

special thanks to havennary

[r-ene]

day 25/366

lower right pic was the day before, mama and i went to uni for enrollment + lunch date + 7/11 ice cream date

disclaimer: i enroll by myself, we just had to meet her brother earlier in the day and have a lunch date the two of us before heading to uni

last day of sit in for final coaching for RT licensure exam, the topic was diagnostics by one of my favorite professors 🥰. ill be taking my boards either this 2025 or 2026 but hopefully 2025 and since i had a lot of time in my hands, ive been sitting in the reviews as i mentioned before :)

my sister got back from singapore at 1 in the morning and brought home tons of coffee, probably for my stock for internship, and so, i had 600mL of coffee using the teabag-like coffee HAHA didn't finish the whole thing, don't worry

forgot to include but i made a cute notebook with an unintentional pocket !!! ill be using it for essential info for duty. initially wanted to buy one but thought id be able to save and at the same time be proud of myself, hahaha

what happened this day:

✅️ revised clinical research manuscript and submitted the softcopy

✅️ revised our questionnaire

✅️ revised the ppt for saturday's defense

✅️ attended diagnostics lecture for final coaching

[lapeaudelamemoire]

1. Third day of the new year and I have discovered that one of my piercings is being eaten by my ear. I did not notice this before because the piercing that is affected is right next to another piercing with a massive keloid scar that I have not effectively treated, so I thought it was just the scar acting up again. I don't know what to do about this. I know I should go to a fucking piercing shop, but I really don't want to because the nearest one to me is run by a couple that have felt super judgey to me despite having been nice enough to help me for no payment and no appointment on at least one if not two prior occasions. But I really don't fucking feel like being scolded for the supposedly poor quality of my body jewellery or whatever because I have 16 piercings or something on my ears and I don't have $1600 to drop on jewellery, since almost everything they sell is like $100 for a piece of body jewellery.

2. I can't take it out by myself, which is also why I'm so fucking tired of dealing with my piercings. They are so fucking difficult to get out by yourself or do things to yourself without having to go to a piercer.

3. Every time something about my body comes up or I need to go do a medical thing or see a doctor, it is a Huge Fucking Drag. And at times like these I just want to go home to Singapore. It feels like a damn pain having to go see a doctor here because of being an international student. I can go see a doctor just fine but to claim the money or whatever I have to do admin and so I've never bothered. But I also don't trust the medical system here like for going to treat said keloid scar because ??? I seem to only have the option of going to private clinics, whereas in Singapore I just go to the National Dermatology Centre. Which is subsidised by the government.

4. Fuuuuuuucccccccckkkkkkk I know I should go see a doctor or a piercer but I really don't want to and also the other reason I find having to go do a Medical Thing such a Fucking Drag is because public transport here is a fucking pain in the arse and I don't drive. In Sg I could wait a few more hours, leave the house, get on public transport and go to a piercing shop in a shopping centre that I trust that closes at 9pm or something without having to hurry. Here though I am beset by inertia.

5. I am going to use piercing spray and maybe try to soak it in some salt solution and then maybe use some ice and try to take it out by myself. If that doesn't work then tomorrow I will go out of my way to go to a body jewellery place at the shopping centre near my partner's apartment and see if they can get it out for me, since I wanted to buy something from there anyway.