#I have to finish this thing b4 midnight

[technicallyaminecraftsimp]

Breaking News: Boy has to write an essay for English class when all he wants to do is play with hot wheels and eat mud

[hanlimz]

[midnight thoughts: jungwon + the sublime]

synopsis: after an arduous battle, jungwon isn't sure if he's going to make it, but he has to say something before he goes. pairing: yang jungwon x gn!reader genre/warnings: spiderwon!au, angst with happy ending / mentions of blood, discussions of death, overall angsty themes but no one actually dies!, lots of confessions of love, and weird inclusion of "the sublime" bc we talked abt it in my eng class, also NOT proofread :,) wc: ~2.4k (haha OOPS) a/n: heyyyy how yall doin :))))) this has been sitting in my drafts forEVER ... and i finished it at 1am b4 my first day of school so be warned for inconsistencies / i liked the first half of this drabble but the second half is not my fave ,, so sorry that i couldn't do you justice spiderwon

yang jungwon never believed in the concept of the sublime. that uncanny mixture of overwhelming fear and unsettling fascination never managed to make an impression on him. especially in his line of work, jungwon is firm in his notion of death: when the time comes, a vast blackness will consume him; the void will leech away his life, and he will cease to exist. there will be no theatrics, no white light, no booming voice or angel song—only a comforting emptiness welcoming him into the dark.

now, however, jungwon lies alone in a familiar back alley; the tips of his fingers are numb from the amount of blood he's lost, and he can hardly lift his head up from the brick wall it's resting on. the palms of his hands are stained a deep crimson as he attempts to stop the river of red spilling from his thigh. jungwon admires the eerily beautiful way in which the body lets go; glinting in the dim street lights, his wounds glitter like rubies in a summer sunset. at this point, succumbing to his injuries seems inevitable, and jungwon thinks there may be some truth to be found in sublimity.

but, he's not ready to die. not yet—not with so many things left undone, so many things left unsaid.

with the little strength he has left, jungwon reaches for his backpack hidden in the nook behind the dumpster. he pulls out his phone and dials a number number he knows by heart; his cold fingers fumble over the screen, and he curses his current lack of dexterity. eventually, though, the machine begins to ring. the sound grates on his ears as he waits with bated breath for you to pick up.

"hello?" you croak, your question laden with sleep, "who is it?"

a breathy chuckle escapes jungwon's lips. he had forgotten how late it was, how you mentioned earlier that you had a calulus exam tomorrow, and just how gorgeous you sounded when you were tired. "sorry, [y/n] ... didn't mean to wake you," jungwon sighs, "just wanted to hear your voice."

"won, seriously?" you scoff, "this couldn't have waited 'til tomorrow? i mean, it's—it's two in the morning ... i was literally just dreaming about acing that calc test."

a dopey grin fastens itself to jungwon's lips as he wills his eyes to stay open. if he falls asleep, he knows there's a possibility that he won't get back up; so, he indulges for a bit, listening to your fatigued grumbling and smiling like an idiot. "honestly, m'not sure if tomorrow's in my cards, [y/n]," he admits, trying to hide how labored his breaths are becoming, "'nd i jus' wanted to hear you one last time."

"yang jungwon, what the hell are you—" jungwon knows exactly when you realize he's in trouble. he knows exactly when you realize he's not messing with you. the abrupt pause, the hitch in your breath, the way you inhale through your teeth—it's almost too obvious. "oh fuck," you continue, "oh shit ... won, where are you? are you hurt? what can i do to help?"

jungwon coughs out a laugh, "'m in the alley off jackson ave, 'nd i think i've bled on every piece of old furniture back here, if that says anything."

your breathing is frantic. jungwon listens to the sound of rustling clothes and the occasional thud of your foot as it hits your bed frame. you're cursing and mumbling and unravelling at the seams, searching for whatever you can that might help you help jungwon. out loud, you go through a list: gauze, neosporin, saline.

"am i missing anything?" you ask, not expecting a response.

"bandages?" jungwon replies.

"bandages!" you exclaim, "i almost forgot the fucking bandages?" there's more noise on the other side of the phone, and jungwon doesn't let himself relax until he hears your window crack open. metal clangs as you rush down the fire escape; he wills the beating of his heart to match the tempo of your feet against the steps. jungwon wills himself to stay alive. and, it's almost as though you can read his mind through the phone. "don't you dare fall asleep, yang jungwon. talk to me about something—anything—just don't fall asleep."

he racks his brain for a topic of conversation; the nerves building in his stomach as he anticipates next week's orgo exam, the cat he rescued from a tree in queensbridge park earlier today, the new thai restaurant that opened up near his apartment building. options race through his mind, but all of jungwon's thoughts lead back to you.

"i love you," jungwon says, abrupt yet resolute.

"oh god." you suck in an incredulous gasp, "you're delirious. this is—"

"i'm not delirious," he interrupts, voice hauntingly clear. "i know what i'm saying. and, i'm saying that i love you, [y/n] [l/n]."

for a moment, the line crackles with a thick, viscous silence that seeps through the grainy static; it's heavy, almost too real, and jungwon listens to the sound of your shoes slamming against the pavement until you speak again. "okay," you sigh, something unreadable swimming behind your words, "keep talking to me, jungwon."

jungwon takes in a deep breath before speaking again. his whole body is cold now, and if it weren't for the weakness spreading throughout his veins, he's positive his teeth would be chattering. inhaling the concoction of gasoline fumes, freshly dumped trash, and frigid, autumn air, jungwon feels the chill of the reaper creeping up the length of his spine. its spindly fingers beckon him into that same darkness he was once so sure of, once so okay with. but, jungwon can't let himself give in to its temptation. after all, he has someone waiting for him.

"you give me this feeling," jungwon declares in an inexplicable moment of lucidity, "'nd i dunno how to explain it. it's—it's like ... i look at you, and you pull me in. an invisible string, maybe? fate? true love? i'm—i have no idea what to call it. you always make me want to know more, even though i've known you forever. since we were kids, [y/n]—i've felt like this for years. and, i'm sorry. i'm sorry for not telling you earlier, for not telling you when i told you about the whole spiderman thing.

"i'm such an idiot for making you worry. someone who loves you shouldn't do that to you, i shouldn't do that to you. and, god [y/n]—i love you so much. you're this force of nature, you know? drawing me in, even though it's dangerous. and, even though i'm terrified of what the consequences might be, i love you so much that i'm afraid to die without saying it at least once.

"i'm—i'm so sorry for being so stupid, because—" jungwon whispers with a shaky voice, teetering on the edge of consciousness, "i love you, [y/n]. i love you."

jungwon's hearing is fading in and out, and his vision is growing blurry; but, the sounds of your footsteps accompanied by the incessant drone of his phone keeps him from slipping into that overwhelming darkness. you take in a sharp breath, and his head lolls in your direction. jungwon's lips are molded into a mindless, faraway smile; his eyes are misted over, foggy with both pain and fatigue. he's not all there, but he still manages to be cheerful. it astounds you.

rushing over to begin applying all the first aid supplies you managed to stuff into your backpack. wound-wash, gauze, bandage, wound-wash, gauze, bandage, wound-wash gauze bandage, wound-washgauzebandage. the sheer amount of blood that has been leeched from his body makes you dizzy; your head is spinning as you try to calculate just how many pints would be equal to what you've just sopped up. glancing up at your best friend (crush? lover?) you see that his eyes have drooped shut. his skin is pallid, his lips are pale, his neck is craned at an awkward angle as it rests on his shoulder. and, your heart stops because you didn't get to say it back.

"no. no, no, no ... won—jungwon, wake up!" a storm brews in your stomach. it starts as a mellow rain pattering against the lining of your intestines, then becomes a raging tempest as it bubbles up and out of your throat. "please, please, please! i got here in time, i swear—i never cared about the stupid, fucking calc test! i cared about you, i care about you! and, i'm here now, so you can't leave. you can't leave me."

an inhuman shriek claws through your lips, ricocheting against the brick walls that seem to be caving in around you; the weight of the world crashes into your frail shoulders, threatening to crush you. as you inch even closer to jungwon's shrouded figure, your pants are soaked through with a crude mixture of blood and rainwater. you reach out for him and cup his cheek with a trembling hand, and part of you swears his skin is still warm to the touch.

but, hope has no place here.

instead, you cradle his head and heave his body to rest against yours. he is astonishingly heavy; you can feel his muscles ripple beneath the tips of your fingers, but you're already convinced. your best friend is dead. slowly, the cement will absorb his heat, and he will grow cold. as the morning draws nigh, you will be forced to put his mask back on and leave him for someone else to find. then, the news articles will pour in, and the city will have stolen not only his life, but his death as well. tears are wetting his scalp as you bury your nose into his sweat-caked hair. you're gripping at his suit so hard you think the threads might snap, and the throbbing in your head is nothing compared to the agony in your heart.

the wailing doesn't stop until, in your peripherals, you see his finger twitch. sucking a staggering breath through his nose, jungwon cracks open a tired eye to gaze up at you. "i would—" he coughs out with a wince, "i would never leave you."

in your stupor, his voice doesn't register first. his mouth moves, but no sound escapes him; then, the words play over again in your mind while his lips remain closed. seconds melt into minutes, and you float away from your body. a numbness overtakes you as you stare at the scene before you from about five feet away; your fingers are still clutching at the suit fibers, the pajamas you chose earlier tonight are now saturated with blood, and jungwon is breathing. jungwon is breathing. jungwon is breathing.

snapping back into yourself, you place a weak hand on his chest. steadily, certainly—it rises and falls; the beating of his heart, though shallow and slow, thrums beneath your palm. shifting your stare to his face, you are greeted once again by a familiar, wry smile. jungwon is alive. despite all odds, the boy you love is alive; and, try as you might, you can't really help yourself.

"[y/n]?" he croaks, quirking the eyebrow above his less swollen eye, "can you hear—"

"i love you, too."

the utterance dangles precariously in the frigid midnight air. jungwon's lack of response causes your stomach to churn until he relexes further into your frame, huffing out a pained laugh. he lets himself rest for a moment, relishing in the warmth he manages to leech from your skin. "it wasn't ... wasn't supp—supposed to happen like this, you know?" jungwon protests, voice catching on his fatigue and discomfort. "i ... had everything planned—planned out."

"won, you don't—"

baring his teeth, he lifts a hand to hold the one you kept on his chest and barrels through your objection. "i was gonna take you to the met ... gonna take you for a pic—a picnic in central park." jungwon sputters, pressing his forehead against your upper arm, "then, we would swing ... back to your apartment. 'nd, i was gonna tell—tell you. tell you about how i feel."

still supporting his neck with your arm, you move to take his face in your palm once more. jungwon's gaze is sharper than it was just minutes ago—more focused, more alert. the emotions swirling in those deep pools of raw umber are more multitudinous than the stars they reflect. gratitude, torment, joy, defeat, love. bridging the gap that had separated the two of you for so long, you stop just shy of his lips. a dynamic heat emanates from them; jungwon is practically vibrating under your touch, living and breathing.

"are you okay?" you ask, "is this okay?"

jungwon answers by pushing himself up—closing the distance, sharing your breath, connecting your souls. salt and iron dance on his tongue as your tears mingle with his blood. it's a hypnotizing concoction—one that threatens to send him reeling, one that threatens to have him spinning out with no hope of return. fireworks explode behind his eyelids, a myriad of bright reds and vibrant oranges blinds him, and jungwon uses what is left of his strength to grip your wrist; he grounds himself and allows his lungs to burn as he breathes you in.

after a while, however, your parting is instinctual as the lack of oxygen forces you apart—two bodies trying to preserve themselves long enough to meet again. with a labored sigh, jungwon slumps backwards and tucks his chin to catch your gaze. in that moment, he finds himself frozen; his essence is suspended motionless, positively bewitched by you. in the silence, where all he can sense is you, jungwon embraces the ever-present warmth that has flourished within him. it floods his being with a terrifyingly powerful adoration for you. it is nothing like he has ever felt before, and though he is brave enough to confess, this extent of his love for you—it scares him.

however, as your skin glows in the light of the moon and your eyes pool with the desire for a future with him, jungwon digs his feet in and roots your love deep within his heart. he refuses to let this fear grow in its place; instead, he vows to nurture it, to care for it, to protect it. as he lies in your arms, jungwon rejects the sublime once more and chooses for himself.

"i love you, [y/n]," he whispers into your palm.

the world seems to go quiet as it listens for your response.

"i love you, too, jungwon."

[sonosvegliato]

asking you because i seriously consider u one of the best writers i have. read? known exists? anyways im asking how much do u plan when u write? ik uve talked abt ur process (v funny i love how ur mind works id love to poke around [affectionately]) but like. how much do u Plan in Advance? ive been sitting on some ideas for a while and im trying to think down to the SLIGHTEST things and im jus v curious as to? how much you think abt urs b4 sitting down2 write?

I am glad you think I am funny because I think I am funny too.

(Haha but for real I literally jumped into the air. Thank you!)

Here is where I get shifty because I am not an artist, I never have been, I have never quite gotten a handle on the patience required to color inside the lines. Likewise...I am not a plotter.

In general, an Idea Arrives, and then I sit down and write. A lot of the time it starts out as a scene I'd like to read, and I write that scene for 20 minutes or two hours, and after that I roll the dice in the air. If I poke around it long enough, I am morally required to construct everything that had to happen to get me to the Inciting Scene. My favorite thing to write is dialogue, and to convey how someone said something/why they said it, then I have to know the characters a little more. Sort of like eavesdropping on a conversation, and then getting to know a stranger from it.

I have never plotted anything start to finish. I normally have an end or something close to the end, a few enticing snippets, and that's my map. I don't finish original work too often, but it's not abandoned, it's just reworked, reworked, reworked. I have a friend that has original work that won a big well known editing/pitch contest and now has her work in the Query Trenches, and if she was the writing FBI she would lock me in jail for disorderly conduct and missing plotting documents. She says I should try to at least write a first draft through and let that be my guide, but I'm like. Nah. I start a story and I keep writing it and backtracking and rewriting and backtracking and rewriting, but theoretically at the end I have a story I'm satisfied with--- and not a draft I thought was bad a quarter of the way in but kept mudslogging through it. It's not losing progress, it's just rerouting yourself the longer way home so you avoid future traffic.

"Kill your darlings" is a very famous piece of writing advice, and when I was starting out I thought it meant, like, literally killing your characters for the Drama. Now I understand it as if there's a scene I really like or really want to include...sometimes she just has to get sidelined. And that's okay. We can harvest her organs for later. Frankenstein that bitch.

Fanfiction is different. It's fun and loose and I entertain myself. Now you will not swell the rout was a bit more thoughtfully done, that is, I spent more time on it than just being awake at midnight because I thought of something funny. It was not plotted. I didn't know the story was there. I missed martial arts, and then happened to listen in on a conversation about the poem "To an Athlete Dying Young" (A.E. Housman). I didn't come up with Now you will not swell the rout as a fully-fleshed story then, I just added onto a snippet (literally the first three little paragraphs) and stuff connected and then two weeks went by in a mad haze and I had 30,000 words or whatever it was. After that, I've spoken previously that in hold the low lintel up (and now WIP#3) had some "plot" which are events in the comics I want to include, but I think that is more worldbuilding/keeping somewhat adjacent to the source material. Everything original is just up in my head or stored in a random line I want to remember to use later.

(Literally my "plot" bookmark in my google doc is Plot hey here’s a good line and then I proceed to write one very good sentence and seven disembodied dialogue fragments that don't belong together at all).

In the spirit of honesty, I wrote the last line of Now you will not swell the rout and that was supposed to be it. But the fic had such a lovely reception, and I really felt like I grew while I wrote it, and like look there was one big glaring unanswered question just sitting there, right, so. Now I have a series. And 100% of the reason I'm not uploading chapter by chapter is because I know I am not a plotter, I know I'll change things, and I really want to take my time with this and use it as experience for my original work.

So that was way more than you probably meant to ask for, but. In sum: no, I don't plan in advance, I just take a stab and commit literary medical malpractice. Some writing books will have whole sections on plotting, and will have you detail your characters' birthdate, favorite song, food, music, what's the name of their first dog, etc. A lot of people have to have that solid basis ("organization" my writer friend calls it, pfft). I know, personally, that if I go down that rabbit hole I will not get anything done. I will get stuck.

So if you are honest with yourself and won't get stuck making the ideal macaroni map, send plotting advice for the rest of us homies out there ✌️

SVEG OUT

[happy-tori-friends]

i finished one prompt today.

with like. just over 10 minutes to spare before midnight.

tomorrow it shall be posted, and the other prompts will be ported to ao3. should any nsfw prompts or requests come in, they will have their own seperate work. they Could be in the sane one but... idk i feel a teensy weensy bit more comfy that way

in other news that june schedule is like. totally not happening. ive slacked off sooo badly. mwau is still in the conceoting stages and do not get me started on original work. i hit a block with a both a proper chapter AND the chatfic chapter just b4 starting oblivion. i have a doc with something i was writing for alt shipping au i could post bc i planned to split it into chapters but idk where to split it and i wanted to finish it b4 i did so. (i have unfinished oc social media au too but this is solely about bw)

ik i've complained about being so busy lately but its really my own fault bc ive hit the 'i want to do things and be productive but None of those productive things feel Right' stage of the cycle of being tori. its so great that i wanna stream animal crossing new leaf every day for a bit and i wanna play ffxiv and other games both on and off stream but. girlypop you gotta write! you got shit to do! (i also sometimes sleep all day bc my sleep schedule is ✨️Abysmal✨️ bc i go to bed late and my body wakes me up Early anyways)

Hopefully i get out of the Nah I Don't Really Feel Like It stage soon. let's aim for a proper schedule in july!

[theuniversein-you]

YOU AS A NCT DREAM MEMBER

✧ ˚ imagine: renjun finds you binge eating at night

✧ ˚ genre: drabble, idol!au, amab!reader, fluff, angst

✧ ˚ warning: binge eating, eating disorder, self-deprecation, mc is underweight

✧ ˚ disclaimer: THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. the characters do not reflect the personality of the actual artists themselves, and should be treated as separate beings.

✧ ˚ author notes: omg so this is just smth that i kinda wanna make a series with, an 8th member of nct dream! altho, this drabble is a bit personal for me(i won’t elaborate further) but you must read the warnings b4 proceeding bc it can be triggering to someone!

✧ ˚ word count: 791 words

Sneaking out of the shared bedroom with Renjun proved to be easy than you expected. You expected him to wake up from how you move a lot in your bed, considering he’s been restless ever since the promotions, but he was dead asleep when you stood up from the bed. You didn’t want to disturb his well-deserved rest so you tip-toed away.

Although staying awake late at night is a bad idea, you couldn’t bring yourself to care when you felt a large craving for food. You recently learned that you were alarmingly underweight and it’s been eating up your mind. It became a nightly occurrence where you sneak in at midnight to eat whatever you can get your hands on.

However, you wouldn’t ever steal your member’s food, of course. That’s why you spent a lot on snacks. If you’re lucky and you’re alone, you’re most likely to order. Jaemin has been complaining that you’re hogging the cabinet space and the fridge with the number of snacks you’ve been buying. 

You scoffed at yourself. You didn’t see the younger ones complaining, and you don’t mind when they help themselves with the things you buy.

You opened the fridge, mouth watering at the sight in front of you. You grabbed at the first thing you could see, which is a milk carton. You slid down to the counter behind you, drinking the milk in one gulp.

Tonight might’ve been the luckiest you’ve ever felt since you’ve just recently restocked the snack supply and added the cartons of milk as a mix. You remembered Renjun’s mouth drop when he comes back seeing three cardboard boxes filled with your favorite snacks, ramen, and drinks(you threw in the tteokbokki as a bonus, too) and you stocking the cabinets.

They would’ve been suspicious by now, but that’s the normal life of someone with the same lifestyle you have. You’ve subjected yourself to intense diets to remain perfect in the public eye, and now you paid the price. You only noticed the signs when you felt yourself getting tired more easily than usual and how you would throw up occasionally after a heavy meal.

It was dark in the dorm, and only the light from the fridge is the only one illuminating the room. You grabbed the Honey Butter chips, picking a large amount to fit in your mouth. You eyed your next victim; the box of thin Oreos on the counter.

“(Y/N)?”

You jumped in surprise, not expecting anyone to come in to see your nightly routine. You turned around to see a flabbergasted Renjun looking at you.

“Oh my god, what is this mess?” he exclaimed, walking to your position. He started to pick up the empty carton of milk lying down on the floor. You didn’t even notice that you’d already finished it in one gulp.

Examining the object, he sighed, “So you’ve been the one finishing all our milk supply, and I thought it was Jeno or Jisung...”

Guiltily, you adjusted your sitting position, leaning your thighs against your chest. You didn’t want anyone of your members to see you in your miserable state, especially not Renjun. You are aware that he will be incredibly worried and fussy.

“R-Renjun, I can explain...”

You didn’t notice Renjun sitting next to your huddled position. You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him, knowing he’ll be squeezing you for answers. Not that it is a bad thing, since he does deserve to know at some point.

“(Y/N)...” he murmured, “You told me you didn’t want to have dinner earlier because you were full...”

“I was, and I’m not particularly hungry. I just felt like eating,” you explained briefly.

He tilted his head, “Just like the other nights you’ve been sneaking around?”

Your eyes widened, turning to look at him hastily. So he’s known all this time...

“Renjun please...”

“No, (Y/N), I feel as if it’s more than just that...” he said, his voice getting softer, “You don’t have to tell me, I just need to make sure you’re feeling okay...”

If it weren’t for you holding the bag of chips in your fist tightly, you would’ve grabbed Renjun and hugged him tightly. You held back the tears that are building up in your eyes. You don’t want to cry, not now. Not when you look like a mess on the kitchen floor.

“We can keep this our little secret, don’t worry.” he said, his shoulder now touching yours after he moved closer to you, “But you shouldn’t ever feel ashamed about yourself.”

You nodded, slowly eating a chip in your mouth.

“You shouldn’t eat so fast though, you might choke and die.”

“That’s true. You want some?”

“Sure, but you’re the one cleaning this up.”

[curechocolattymilk]

TES DRAWTOBER DAY 24 - Descendants

All my drawtober stuff is here! (I skipped a few days, unfortunately)

FINISHED DRAWING THIS 30 MINS B4 MIDNIGHT LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOO (It’ll probably be like 1am when i post this bcus i ramble when typing though oops)

but uh ye all 4 of Jeer-Tei’s kiddos here! But w rough guesses of their grown up looks cus i was struggling drawing kids

From left to right, below cut!

Ram-Ku Perdes (My Little Hatchling Mod) - Technically the middle child since he’s younger than Star, but Tei & Ru’s first adopted kid! He ends up joining the DB like he intended to when younger, trained by Listener Jeer-Tei themselves. P nice guy otherwise though, gives awesome hugs.

Chases-Starlight Perdes (Adoptable Argonian Hatchling) - Eldest of the four! Star is 100% a daddy’s girl with all 3 of her dads & may or may not have used that to her advantage at times. She ends up being a scholar & teacher, focusing mainly on astronomy! Vry tall & lanky as an adult too, almost rivaling Rumarin in height.

Liliana Mei Perdes (oc) - Baby of the 4 alongside her twin. Liliana has more notable Argonian features than her brother Hallin, with having more scales, a tail, & claws ‘n all; however she lacks gills. Lili was born blind, but she’s doing just fine, using magic or enchantments to assist her when needed. Not too sure what she does yet (debating if she becomes a historian/librarian in Paarthurnax’s library rn), but for right now she studies at the College of Winterhold bcus hoo boy, did she inherit all the magical talent. If you want to know about her lineage/experience being half-Argonian she’s the one to ask; if you aren’t being rude about it, she doesn’t mind answering some questions. Fair warning though: she tends to ramble about it, or anything you ask her about really. Some poor classmate asked how her & Hallin could have two different dads (genetically?) & she went on a mini lecture about heteropaternal superfecundation.

Hallin Otero Perdes (oc) - Don’t let his resting bitch face deter you, Hallin is actually rather friendly, even if he’s grumpy. Granted he has a bit of an inferiority complex as well but hey that’s not important now uh. Hal’s just doing his own thing, hunting, running around as a werewolf (it passed down from Tei onto both twins, but Liliana suppresses it w/ Hircine’s ring that Tei gave to her/is planning to cure herself), doing training for being the future of the Dragonguard for when Kaidan steps down despite not really wanting that but also not sure how to say that cus he doesnt want to disappoint his parents/lineage bcus haha hey, kid of the LDB and the last Akaviri everybody. He’s more reserved than his siblings, having Tei’s habit of making rude/sarcastic quips at others, & is rather unsure of his future at the moment, but if you need a good ally/friend Hal is there for ya.

[saintluvly]

if my stupid ass would get up and finish the two whole assignments i have to do b4 midnight i could wash my face and finally get to fucking sleep but NO i like to make things HARD for myself

[thefantasygirl3]

Sleep Deprived Regrets. Chapter 1: Nat

genre/warnings: Hurt/comfort, Healing, Light Implied a*use

Words: 2 940

Summary: Dr. Habit finds himself unable to sleep and feeling rather strange. Going for a midnight walk, he finds someone else is having a similar problem.

Notes: This is the first Chapter in a little series I’m trying to make. Not sure how many I’ll make, but I will try to do at least a few more. Enjoy this introduction chapter.

The Habitat, a place for people with frowns on their faces to come and live until they have found the power to smile again. There were currently twenty-three Habiticians living there, all of which not feeling any better, despite the infamous Dr. Habit’s methods to cure their sadness. He had made this facility into what it is for that exact purpose, yet no progress had been made in that direction. It had really riled up the supposed “smile doctor” and dentist.

That specific night, Boris Habit had been staring out over the Habitat from his high tower above, just watching the people below as they had been heading off towards their rooms. They did have a strict bedtime, so it wasn’t the wisest decision for anyone to disobey that. Who knows what Dr. Habit might do if they did?

Well, one person did, but they would not be living through that nightmare again.

The green-skinned man let out a deep sigh as he finished scanning the area and saw that no one was left roaming outside. Great! No one to worry about! Now he could head to bed himself and call it a day.

Habit pulled back the covers of his bed and shimmied his way into it. When he was settled in, he cuddled up in his bed and made himself all snuggled up and comfy. The he finally gave out a small yawn and closed his eyes, to drift off into slumberland.

…

It had been half an hour of shifting around and keeping his eyes tightly shut in an attempt to keep himself sleepy and ready to fall asleep. But try as he may, he just wasn’t doing it. The man stayed awake and not unconscious like he wanted. It felt so irritating, like a jittering in his body that was just getting stronger the more he tried to relax himself. His heart was beating rather hard and it made his limbs and head throb, like a damn headache.

“I CAN’T SLEEB!!!” he suddenly shot up and yelled out to no one while gripping his blanket in his long, claw like hands. It really bothered him that he couldn’t fall asleep at his own set “Beddy-time”. He was supposed to sleep! He couldn’t be awake still! Annoyed, the dentist got up from the bed and started pacing back and forth beside his bed, trying to figure out how to solve this huge problem.

Maybe Habit was just feeling restless! Yeah, it had been an uneventful day that day and maybe all he needed was to work off all that bundled up energy! “Y don’t I “go” out n’ walk around unteel I feel sleeby! No 1 is out rite now!” he told himself, as if he was trying to convince himself of it being a good idea. Though he wasn’t sure why he felt such a strong objection towards the idea to begin with.

He felt so conflicted. Habit wasn’t supposed to be awake. He was supposed to be ASLEEP in his BED! He was not supposed to be wandering around the habitat like some sort of lost puppy. But at the same time… that night felt off. The feeling was… just odd. He could compare it to something he’d feel when he’d get lost in a video game. Like when you explore around and stumble across an area that you were not supposed to go to yet. Or lingering around an area when you are supposed to continue forward to the next, so it feels like aimless running around with nothing happening. That was pretty much to a T his current experience.

As the man snapped himself back into reality, he was staring at his long sharp finger, placed firmly on the elevator’s down button that he was standing in. It closed and started descending.

It was dark inside the boiler room. Boris had hoped that walking out of that long, cramped, dark hallway through the large metal door at the end would lead him into a brighter area. He was obviously mistaken. Carefully, he closed the door behind him so he wouldn’t be causing a ruckus so late at night. Especially for the person sleeping inside the wall to the right of him at that moment. The green man could hear the wall hermit named Wallus snoring from the little hole in his so called “home.”

Sneaking by, Habit tried his best to avoid bumping into anything or stepping in the inexplicable acid pond. Yeeeaaah… he’d have to do something about that soon, before someone got hurt from it. He could barely see the shining outlines of the objects around him, garbage and pipes, illuminated by the dim light coming from the little window of the exclusive lounge area. But despite that, he accidentally kicked over a random can that rolled away noisily from his feet.

Habit hurriedly rushed out the boiler room and out into the corridor towards the main area. But on the way, he collided into some chains that were blocking the way. Looking at the curiously, he wondered over the reason for them, because he could have sworn he hadn’t been the one to put them there.

None the matter, the tall man sunk to the ground, on his hands and knees, and started crawling under those metal chains to reach the other end. And he soon did. Rising to his feet, he stared out over the courtyard and examining it as it was in the silver light of the moon, shining in through the carnival gates and the roof window.

It… looked so calm. Everything was so different from below, or at least not staring down at it from his high tower up above. It looked so big, as if he had gone from being his high and powerful self into but a tiny man in a big world. Habit felt so small. It was like being a kid again and he didn’t like it. He absolutely hated it. Being towered over by any of these things that were usually so far down reminded him of… him.

But the dentist was brought out of his intimidated little daze by a small splash coming from beneath him. He directed his attention towards the distraction and found himself standing in a puddle. A rather deep puddle at that. Damn, if he hadn’t fired his janitor, this thing wouldn’t be an issue. But it had at least brought the man out of his mindless wandering, so that was a plus at least. Now collected together again, he got out of the water, shaking off his wet shoes and continuing over towards the stairs.

Habit was excited, as well as scared of the idea of finding someone awake outside their rooms. He wasn’t sure why, of either of the options. If someone was outside, he could very much just tell them off and put them to bed himself, as well as put on one of his “bedtime stories” for them. Why would he be scared of them seeing him? And WHY on EARTH would he ever be EXCITED over meeting one of the Habiticians outside their room when they are supposed to be ASLEEP!? It was irresponsible and just didn’t make much sense in anyway for him to condone that kind of behaviour. He was a doctor after all. A smile doctor, sure, but a doctor nonetheless. 

Soon reaching the top of the stairs, Habit trudge tiredly into the apartment complex and reached out his fingers to grip onto the middle railing. Holding his breath, he stayed as quiet as he could to listen in on his surroundings, the only subtle sound heard to the man being his heavy, harsh but rather slow heartbeat. It appeared to him that no one was around him, no one out and about like himself, unable to snooze and trying in vain to get rid of that excessive energy. No one was awake for him to turn to and have question him on why he was up too. 

… god this lonely facility was killing him.

“Ugh! Damn it!” a muffled voice came ringing out from beyond the walls of the apartments. Startled, Habit yelped softly and stumble backwards away from the noise, the only thing preventing him from falling being his tight grip on the railing from that shock. So someone else WAS awake! What a relief! It shouldn’t be, but it really just was! Helping himself to his feet, the tall man stood up to his full tall height and started tip-toeing over towards the room he had heard the annoyed grumble from. Of course, being the owner of the facility, he knew exactly who had said it the moment he figured out what room it originated from.

“… Nat… Vancy…” he muttered quietly and swallowed a big lump of unease that had been growing in his throat that entire time. Not sure what he should do, he decided to take a moment and compose himself before making that decision and just listen in on the child to see if she might have a reason for being up.

“… this is so dumb. Why am I here? This place is creepy. It’s a miracle anyone can sleep in this place” the young lady was finally heard murmuring after a while of silence, making Boris Habit feel his heartbeat quicken in his chest. He really couldn’t understand why he was feeling such stress in that situation. HE was the owner, HE was their doctor and HE was the one who could call the shots! Why was he… suddenly not feeling that power? But despite his defenselessness, his hand slowly moved upwards and slowly closed into a fist, giving the door a knock.

“Huh?! What the-?! Who in the world is out there?!” He heard Nat question in complete surprise and confusion as the sound of bare footsteps against a carpeted floor could also be heard approaching. Before Habit could reconsider this potentially really stupid decision, the door opened and revealed the 13 year old girl, wearing a pair of pyjamas, just like the man himself. Upon seeing him, Nat’s eyes darted upwards towards his face and widened in additional shock. The two stood in silence and just stared at one another. The girl out of stunned confusion and the man from not knowing what to say. It was definitely awkward. But after a while of thinking in uncomfortable silence, the bigger man took in a deep breath and sighed out before speaking up.

“I… I’m s-sorry to… disturb you so late at night. I hurd u talking B4 about this place being creepy and that u… wern’t able to sleeb! Butt don’t woree! Habit is here 2 help!” he told the little girl in his usual cheery way of talking, kind of shaking off that anxiety that was filling him before and just acting like the regular ole Dr. Habit. The vampire kid gave him a slow scan up and down, considering his change into the Habit who she was used to. But she quickly shrugged it off and just started closing the door on him. 

Panicking, he hurriedly stuck his foot in the door to stop it while calling out a spooked “WAIT!”. Nat sighed and opened up the door again, looking up at his now nervous face that kind of caught her off guard. “… I… couldn’t sleep. I feel so restless. can I please come inside?” he now asked rather timidly as he lightly tapped his claw-like fingers together. She let out a small, thoughtful hum before simply opening her door to let him inside, mostly out of curiosity it seemed, judging by her expression.

Sitting on her bedside, Nat looked up at the man beside her and gave a judging grimace. “Soooo… how are things?” Habit asked as he twiddled his fingers, looking over at the kiddo. “Not good, obviously. Everything is lame and creepy!” she groaned and tilted backwards a little bit, crossing her arms in front of her chest with a displeased huff. He gave away a tiny sigh and shifted his gaze away from her and to the floor, only muttering a tiny “right” as he grasped his hands together. Nat looked at him in peaked curiosity and raised a brow, not sure what was going through his head as his eyes were fixated on the floor. He kinda just wanted her to elaborate on where the problem persisted, but just didn’t know how to tell her that. 

But it seemed she took note of it, as she let out a big sigh and just started talking again. “It’s just… My dad is being so annoying. I just came here because he was being all bummed out, but now he’s whining about me doing things I wanna do!” the half-vampire groaned and threw her leg over the other one to rest it there, while waving it lightly in the air. Habit gave away a small gasp and tilted over towards her, looking a little surprised at her statement. “Not Trencil! Oh no! What is he giving you a hard time for?” he asked concerned and looked down at her as she was on her back. “Well… Um… He’s complaining about me changing my last name! I have told him so many times that it’s just a stage name!” Nat started explaining as she crossed her arms and turned over to her side. “Also, he always wants me to play around with his stupid and lame flowers! It’s so boring and dull! He can’t ever just do something other than gardening! Ugh!” She continued ranting and shot up from her spot on the bed, looking over at Habit to get some sort of response. Maybe some sympathy? Maybe some sort of surprise over her situation?

She was met with the horrified face of the other person in the room, staring at her and tilting back away from her in shock. It made her get equally as surprised. “… um… ok? That’s… kind of cruel of you to say” Boris commented and glanced away from her, not really sure if he was saying the right thing when telling her about his personal thoughts. He really thought over what she said before trying to continue his own train of thought. “I mean… I guess it’s not really a surprise that he’s feeling down. I would be… pretty sad if someone I loved was calling my hobbies… stupid and lame!” he proceeded and nervously gestured around in the air with his hands, his pyjamas flopping on his arms from the stiff movements.

Nat started stuttering softly as she was slightly caught of guard by his… brutal honesty. He really wasn’t acting like himself. He was sounding rather… rational and serious. “… I guess… But I don’t wanna play with flowers! I wanna do my own thing! I wanna be cool! Do you even know what it feels like to try and be your own person?” she questioned annoyed and turned away from him. She let out a huff as she awaited another of his comments. But nothing came out of Dr. Habit. That made the vampire feel increasingly nervous as she slowly turned her head to look at him. 

His face was dark and mopey, his gaze locked with the floor as he was left completely speechless. Nat jerked her shoulders as she saw his sudden sadness, wondering what she had said wrong to prompt this reaction. Habit lifted his face up and looked more uncomfortable than he did sad, tapping his fingers together and slowly glancing around the room in an attempt to avoid any awkward eye contact. “Well… no. Not really! I… I kind just did what… Daddy told me to do. Ya know? I didn’t wanna make him mad” he started laughing and fidgeting uneasily, his awkward grin intensifying and his hands clenched together tighter. He could feel the vampire girl’s shocked eyes stare at him in stunned silence. He knew that he had just said something that had her way past surprised and he did not wanna see her face. “Dr. Habit… I didn’t mean to… you know…” Nat sounded rather regretful as she pulled back from him a bit, earning Boris’ attention and seizing his nervous fidgeting. Sighing, he decided to just suck it up and say what he had meant to say. 

“Listen, Nat. I… I really think you should speak to your dad. He’s a nice man, I know that for sure! If you just open up to him and explain yourself honestly, I am sure he will understand and try to work with you. He’s a very kind and smart vampire! If not a little… Non-talkey. Heh heh heh!” The dentist laughed softly as he stood up from the kid’s bed and rubbed his neck, backing up slowly towards the door while looking down at the thoughtful look of Nat Vancey. The one and only. “Listen. I should leave you so you can sleep. I will see you for check next week. Nighty-night!” he said as he hurriedly turned around and scurried out the room, starting to head down the hallway towards the stairs. But before he can run off too far, he hears a small “hey!” whispered from the door he just ran out of. Looking back, he sees the girl standing in the doorway, a small smile appearing between the few seconds that the man had hurried to leave.

“… Thank you” she whispered before pulling back inside and closing the door behind her. Habit looked surprised in her direction before giving away a tiny grin himself.

[t-underneaththeradardancing]

it seems just - and now  - now its awmost midnight a week later  - i cant remember - i kinda sucked last week yah   - oh yah i members now - didnt suck even a little tonight - made 1 good decision - so a couple that is also a band and nice peeps - really nice - did the host mc thing - there is an amp a srsly good one i could have used -  btw i should hav diss claimed at the beginning - wait maybe - i plan on some poetry about the moon - so maybe u should just scroll down till the words look poetic and start readin then - i could post the poetry separately but that wood not b any funatall 

oh yah and since its monday and the moon thing and apollo anniversary  - and cuz they just b good peeps  - big shout out to everyone at @writerscreed and thank you for using a line / query from one of my pomes if i wuznt lazy as fuck i woud find it and reblog - ego may takes me there anyway but not tonight  - all the love to everyone there  past present future - a wonderful resource and labor of love 

so post mortem - awready wrote something along the lines of i killed - i did srsly for 1 song  - lykke li side band liv  hurts to liv   - had played w arrangement just a bit this morning - nothing major - might have incorporated quick time some - ezily the best vocal performance course it aint recorded it dont matter - i stayed on mic mostly - didnt forget words - only 1 line and not on this one mumbled cuz couldnt wrap my mouth around - 1 bad chord also not on this - huge response mid song at he line “ everybody wanna be somebody long as it aint me “  huge applause b4 last note wrung out  - so the good decision - things run late - 2 many performers wanna - small technical probs  including cords shorting - plug my own cord into guitar - straight into pa - setting up amp could take minutes and something to go wrong  yah - and there are 2 huge ego reezons i wanna play well  - the kind that fuck me up often - the most interesting man in the world - according to cinder - a neighbor  -told me he was interested in coming to madrone and actually showed  - he has never heard me not a note - i didnt want the awkwardness of sucking and him having to pretend he liked it  - a much loved performer who only plays madrone a few times a year - the open mic anyway - his band gets paid gigs at madrone and the other bars owned by same person /ppl   and other places - few years ago they headlined Slims - wait is slims still open - anyway one of the top clubs in sf for live national/international music  - so he played - just b4 me - the last time i saw him wuz the 1st time after seeing each other albeit infrequently - for years now - that we spoke and that i knew he actually listened to me - i wuz ok that time but ego and started overplaying to impress - so i had chosen songs that were more vocal oriented before going - added an improvised blues in am to facilitate a harmonica player  - martian mike - he actually added - if i had the amp - and it had every sound effect known to man - i prob wouldnt have resisted the urge to over the top - so after finished had nice mutual admiration mutual love of madrone conversation - he video’d at least part of my set for utube on his channel and maybe his bands channel as well 

just b4 playing - went outside and thot of the ppl who send vibes love energy sundays  - it was like i could feel each one sending for a sec - some sent earlier -some yet to come - felt total calm - only for a moment mind u 

about the moon this was last night or saturday  - total fog cover tonight - just to make sure - i go outside cuz maybe - thats my relation  - love and attention - a focus  and the tide thing - pretty awesome  - only once - and i wuz being a dick and might have lied to myself like we do  when acting as such - only once that i remember - when i remember to look for and find ( most eves nights mornings ) have i failed 2 feel better at least a little for a moment  - a shapeshift trixter she b the moon - always changing always constant  - thinking what might have been what still could b  - we can look at the same moon at different times and be close for a hand clap cuz we zen as fuck - sometimes  - we get lucky 

its getting late im tired - its morning but not the wake up kind yet  - dishes to do - teeth to brush - a kitty to pet 

and 

presto sleepo morning and not early - sleepless in sf till 3 or so - kitty wants bfast early - or wants a good tawk  - she wants something she cant do fer her own self but yes she will kill and eat bugs if not fed - and yes the bowl is empty - omg yes she is a good kitty - back to sleep till a mumbled byedrivesafelove to the unpoet leaving 

sun just came out and enuff quiet to hear birdsong

love

[lovelybebop]

Careless

x-bloody-inspired-x said:Hi, can I request a Levi x Reader where she's very reckless and has no regard for her own safety whatsoever. Like, she doesn't care if she lives or dies, and that makes Levi very angry. Thanks!

Howdy ya’ll! I will admit this got to be pretty long and I’m not exactly sure what happened but I think some melodramatic, angsty demon took over my body while I was writing this because... things got (As I said b4) ANGSTY real quick. well compared to my usual writing I suppose 

If you catch any error let me know! 

Thank you and hope you enjoy! 

Warnings: ANGST, Levi a little OOC, cursing, mentions mental distress. 

“Y/N! I told you to not engage!” You heard Levi yell at you front behind. Disregarding his order you jumped up pulling the left trigger on your 3DM gear aiming it at a near by tree “Watch my horse Armin!” you yelled at him before being pulled off in the direction of the forest. You let yourself be pulled sideways until you were deep enough into the woodland area you could fire you other hook far ahead of you. ‘Levi said there were three Titan just ahead’ You mused to yourself. Instinctively your eyes darted around you taking in every little detail, not so much out of self-preservation but out of sheer adrenaline. You didn’t view killing Titans as dangerous like the others you saw it as a sport. You loved the terror that entered your body when a titan raised it’s hand to grab you only to miss as you dart up to it’s head, cutting deeply into it’s nap. From behind you, you could hear your comrades yelling but you ignored them. “Geez get a li-” you tried to say until you felt yourself be swatted to the ground. 

Your breathe was stolen from your lungs as soon as you hit the ground, a awful ache shot through your shoulders and legs. Quickly you flipped onto your back to see a titan grinning stupidly at you. A smile crept onto your face. ‘Come on dummy!” You yelled hopping enthusiastically to your feet drawing your blades. The titan reached its hand out towards you heeding to your desire. You shot your hooks into it’s arm gracefully swinging off the the left of it. It turned tracking your movement but you were to fast for it to land another attack on you. You released your hooks from it’s skin feeling yourself glide freely through the air. 

From a distance your teammates watched in horror “Should we do something Captain?” Eren yelled. Levi looked hesitantly in your direction. You had your blades raised in triumph being seconds away from killing the beast that had knocked you down. “No if she wan’t to go against orders and die that’s her choice” Eren seemed to stumble on the words he tired to form in his mouth. “But captain we can’t- I can’t just watch her die!” Levi turned his head, focusing his eyes in front of him. So badly he wanted to say ‘yes’ and rocket off of his horse to go get you. Seeing you act so carelessly made his chest ache and his brain flood with anxiety. He hated the way you threw your small body at every titan you came into contact in with, seeming to have waged some personal vendetta against them. 

You were the only person left from the original Special Operations Squad after Petra and the others had passed. He had known you for so long and loved you very deeply.  Not that he had ever expressed this to you. 

Your wild laughter erupted from the forest as a sign of your victory. Levi sighed ‘At least she’s okay’ he said watching you fly towards them a wide smile spread across your face. 

 Back at camp. 

You silently tied up your horse staring off into space. You body felt drained, a deep melancholy settling onto you. Most of the other cadets had finished tending to their horses and walked sorely into the building to get out of the cool night air, leaving you completely alone. You enjoyed the silence letting your eyes wander off to observe the night sky. The sun had just finished setting allowing the moon to paint the skies a deep midnight blue, the color being so dense the only thing to break through it was the bright stars. Your horse bumped your shoulder with its nose stealing you attention away. “What is it?” you said petting it’s neck. The animal glanced to the empty stall next to it then to the water troff in front of it.

Sadly you looked to the stall thinking of the times you would tie up your horse Petra doing the same next to you after an expedition. The two of you would look at each other quietly for a moment until a smile spread across both of your faces, happy to see the other one alive. You cast your glance down feeling tears well up but fought them off choosing to focus on following the same trail your comrades had. Once inside you made your way into the mess hall where the others were tiredly eating, a low murmur filling the air. You walked forward to retrieve you food when you felt a strong hand grab your wrist. Forming a fake smile on your face you looked up at whoever grabbed you. “We need to discuss something now.” Levi growled at you pulling you out of the mess hall and into the hallway. “What is it Levi?” You said attempting to pull your arm out of his grasp. Ignoring you he pulled you down the hallway. You planted your feet firmly on the ground in front of you pulling back with all of your. “Levi let the hell go of me!” He spare you a word but coldly turned his head at you staring at you with the most hateful glare you had ever seen. He dropped your hand and continued walking forward. 

The tears you suppressed earlier came climbing back up. “Levi?” you said walking closely behind him as he made his way to his office. As the two of you walked you couldn’t help but notice the way his held himself. His shoulders were tenser then usual and he clenched both of his hands into fists, his knuckles completely white. He had chewed you out before for acting carelessly on a mission but he had never acted like this. As a matter of fact you had never in the four years you had known him, never seen him act so tense. 

He made one final right turn and ripped his door open impatiently leaving it open behind him so you were able to walk in after him. Careful not to make a sound you entered the door gently closing the door behind you. Your eyes darted to his figure. He was standing in front of his desk, his back turned to you and his head looking in front of him. “I’m sorry I took off.” you said hoping to damper his anger. “I just got ahead of mys-” He flipped around stomping towards you a wild look in his eye. “What you did today was unacceptable.” he said the tip of his nose touching yours. You felt your face suddenly become warm at his closeness. “I know your sad since losing the others but that’s no excuse to run around acting like an idiot and get yourself killed. We all miss them, your not special.” 

You felt a wall rise inside of you and your self defense mechanisms trigger, you hated talking about feelings and things that mattered. It was much more simple to focus on the lighter things in life like eating breakfast or the feeling of your blades ripping a Titan out of existence. “That’s not why I’m doing it” you said crossing your arms in front of you. You were not letting him get through to you. He raised his right eyebrow at you a look of disappointment in his eyes. “I wish you would stop acting like a child but if that’s what you want to do then so be it.” he sighed shifting his body away from you. Puzzled you watched him noticing he was attempting to form a sentence in his mouth but stopped like he couldn’t form the words. “So be what?” you finally asked keeping your voice stern. Another sigh left his mouth before he looked at you will cold grey eyes. “For disobeying a commanding officers orders you will be dismissed permanently for the Survey Corps. I have already cleared it with Commander Erwin” 

His words punched a whole thorough your your entire existence. Suddenly you felt hollow the only thing that seemed to be felt in you cavernous body was a throbbing misery, pain like you had never felt before. Quiet tears involuntarily fell down onto your cheeks but you didn’t hide them or look away from his sight like you always had done. “You’re so selfish. This has nothing to do with me disobeying orders, you let Eren get away with that kind of shit all the time. This isn’t about me at all this is it? No it’s completely about you. Your just pissed I disobeyed your order and insulted your ego” You spat, eyes burned into his face. His heart sunk with sadness at your hateful glare. “No that’s not it at all Y/N and you know that.” 

You hummed your brain flooding with anger. You wanted to punch him in the face for making you feel this sort of pain. How could you had come to trust with your life completely turn his back on you, casting you aside for some minor incident. You loved him and wanted to be by his side fighting not that you ever told him that though.  Not wanting to feel these emotions anymore you simply smiled at his nodding your head. “Whatever you say Levi. I hope you have a good life. I apologize for any inconveniences I have caused.” Without waiting to respond you walked away from him the sound of your boots hitting the wooden floor echoed throughout the room. 

He had made the decision to disband you from action after he sat Petra dead, blood trickling down her face. He remembered his mind raced, praying you had made it out, of course he was sad the others hadn’t but even the mere image of you being struck down like they had without him being there to intervene made him sick. After the incident he prayed you would get hurt, prayed you would get pregnant, regardless if it was with him or not, he begged whatever faceless divinity watched his pathetic species to inhibit you from continuing your career in the Survey Corps. ‘Are you sure this is not out of personal feelings Levi? She’s a good cadet’ he heard Erwin’s voice boom in his head. ‘No. She is becoming a danger to herself and others.’ he lied. After his meeting with Erwin he had practiced what he was going to say to you hoping for the best outcome, one where you didn’t walk out of his life completely but got the help you needed and lived a normal, safe civilian life but of course that was just a fantasy you were way to stubborn for that. 

“So this is it huh?” He said hoping his words would entice you to stay so the two of you could further talk about the situation. “Yes it is” you replied walking out into the hallway, politely shutting it behind you before he was able to say another word. 

One year later

He found himself on his horse riding out of town one day, for no particular reason. In the back of his mind something hummed about trying to purchase some tea but he brushed it off as some sad attempt at justification for his aimless wandering. He had plenty of tea, in a plethora of different flavors in his office. So much he it would be ridiculous to think of buying more. No he didn’t ride on his horse two hours away from the ease of his “home” on one of his rare days off to visit this lazy farm town in hopes of finding tea.  

“I saw Y/N!” Hanji said to Moblit as the three of them waited in  Erwin’s office before a meeting. The blonde nodded “Oh?” he said lightly focusing on the notes that laid on the table in front of him. “Yeah she’s living in some cute little own 2 hours to the north of here. She seems to be doing good!. Still pissed but good!” Levi smiled to himself at Hanji’s words, briefly he became engulfed with happiness at your mention before the guilt and sadness he always felt when you danced through his mind. As your absence began to eat away at him he found himself regretting his decision. He hated not seeing your face among his comrades, hell he even missed getting mad at you for acting for acting reckless, at least he could interact with you then. “She’s alive isn’t she? Why the fuck are you whining? This is exactly what you wanted’ he would think to himself  staring blindly at his desk. The weight of his actions settling in on him.

 ‘I was only trying to protect her’ he thought pulling up on the reins of his horse as he entered the town. His eyes looked around taking the picturesque scene in front of him, Hanji was right the town was pretty cute. It had a very innocent quality to it like the sorrow and brutality of the world he knew had yet to poison it. Little cottages popped up along the road, all of them being surrounded by a profusion of vegetation; whether it be flowers, fruit trees or vegetable plants it all seemed to be there. As he rode forward he noticed a small family that talked excitedly while they collected water in metal pales from the creek that bubbled feet from the road. He had never seen a place more beautiful in his life and felt so happy you had found yourself living  safe among it. Going deeper into town he passed by little food stands that were surrounded by woman who picked through the contents on the tables in front of them while their children ran wildly around them. One particular boy while taunting his little sister snatched the doll from her hand and launched it across the road an exhilarated look on his face. 

The doll landed in front of Levi’s horse, as did the little girl who chased it. Levi quickly pulled at the reins directing his horse away from the little girl so she didn’t get hurt. “Jesus Joseph!” A brown haired woman shouted down at her son. “you sister could have been really hurt had that man not been paying attention.” She looked apologetically up at him rushing into the street to retrieve her little girl. “I’m so sorry sir you know how kids are.” He nodded his head “It’s okay” he said his voice sounding quieter than he expected. The woman looked over his curiously her eyes seeming to focus on the badge that stuck to his jacket. “That’s odd to see someone like you out here. We never get many people from out of town. What brings you?” Though he was able to keep a straight face  panic swirled inside of him. It was such an ordinary question but it stirred him up for some reason. Did he tell her he came for tea? Now that his brain was on the subject of location he had no clue where you were living and even though the town was small it would be a difficult task to track you down. Letting his guard down he replied. “I’m here looking for someone but I’m not sure where they are..” The woman batted her faultless brown eyes at him. “Well who is it? Maybe I could help. It’s the least I could do for not running over this trouble maker” The woman rustled the little girls hair,

 Levi looked down at the child almost wanting to laugh at the girls shocked face. ‘I guess this is her first brush with death’ he mused averting his attention back to her mother. “It’s Y/N L/N” he said feeling how sweetly your name rolled off his tongue. It had been awhile since he had spoken it allowed. “Oh of course you would be looking for her!” she exclaimed becoming excited at your mention. “Wasn’t she a cadet at well at some point? Regardless, the towns cutest seamstress lives just down the road where the river crosses over. There a huge tree that shades her place it’s pretty hard to miss” she said winking at him. He awkwardly smiled at her. “Thank you” he said moving hastily down the road not bothering for an answer from the person he had just met. “Wait!?!” she yelled behind him. A sigh escaped his lips as he gently heeled his horse in the ribs prompting it to stop. He turned looking at her. “I didn’t catch your name!” she yelled still standing in the middle of the street. “It’s Levi” he shouted noticing most of the locals looking oddly at him. “I’m Patricia it was nice to meet you!” He paused for a moment breathing in the fresh air. “It was nice to meet you as well” he said before turning around continuing forward. 

As he neared closer his mind became a whirlpool of thoughts, his chest heavy with the weight of his feelings. He couldn’t wait to see you despite the anxiety that plagued his heart, despite the fact that you would be pissed at the very sight of him. He couldn’t find a fuck to give even if he had to yell it through your door or from the depths of his grave that you surely would put him in he would tell you that he loved you and that he regretted pushing you off out of his own worry and selfishness. ‘What if she found someone? What is she’s married?’ he froze on his horse a coldness creeping over his shoulder. What if you had moved on? It’s not like you would return the feelings he felt for you in the first place. ‘That makes things a little more difficult’ he said to himself looking down at the small bridge that appeared  in front of him. The deep blue water coolly ran under it making it’s way through the yard of the house across the street, the waters color seeming to darken from the shade above it. Sadly he brought his eyes up the trunk of the tree then over to the house that sat peacefully next to it. The confidence he had for a split second drained away leaving him with doubt. ‘You shouldn’t even be here’ he thought ushering his horse to travel into your yard. 

You sat peacefully on your back porch basking in the shade that cooled your skin. Earlier you had finished sowing a long skirt for your neighbor and decided after you dropped it off at her house you would take the day to yourself, doing with it what you pleased. At this point you had taken to your back porch laying down on the cushioned bench you had made in your spare time. You let your arms lazily dangle along the wooden porch enjoying how peaceful the moment felt. You didn’t hear the commotion of your visitor tying his horse to the fence around your horse, you hadn’t even heard him walk into the space in front of you not knowing of his presence until the feeling of a boot touched your finger tips. You smiled recognizing it as a similar pair you had worn while you were a cadet. 

A smile feel on our lips as you looked up at the owner. You say his sharp jawline first then his suave black hair. He was so handsome at first you wanted to get excited at his presence, hopping to your feet and embracing him in a hug saying how much you missed him and the rest of your comrades. That was until you remembered. “Oh gross” you said sitting up abruptly. In a huff you pushed past him entering through your back door. “Y/N wait” you heard his velvet voice say. You stopped inside of your kitchen anger raging in your chest. ‘Don’t freak out on him. Be calm’ you thought to yourself taking a deep breathe in before turning around. “What is it Levi?” you said crossing your arms across your chest. 

He sat just outside of the door frame staring at you with the same eyes he always had, blank, but this time something was different about him. He seemed hurt like there was a giant emotional gash bleeding out underneath his clothes. “May I come in?” he asked politely wanting to stick to formalities. You nodded hearing the floor creak underneath his boots as he stepped inside. To keep your nerves steady you filled the tea kettle you kept next to your sink with water. 

Once it was filled your retrieved the set of matches you kept on the shelf above the stove, lighting the wood within it. “You seem to be doing really well for yourself” he said after the moment of silence. “Yes I have” you replied feeling your hands beginning to shake as you set the kettle on the stove. “Your a seamstress now? There was a woman I spoke to that told me, I almost ran over her little brat but she seemed decent.” Your eyes focused on the wooden cupboard “Oh?” you said distantly taking not of the light brown color of the wood. ‘Why the fuck did he come all the way out here? To rub it in m face that I’m some lazy civilian??’ Your body shook but you attempted to conceal it by opening the door taking two white mugs from it setting them adjacent from each other. More silence ensued, a stale air formed between the two of you. Had you been your old self you would have done anything to alleviate  the awkwardness but you didn’t, instead you trained your eyes on your counter top letting the quietness crush the two of you. 

“Y/N” you felt your arm being pulled gently away from you. When your raised your eyes you found yourself being pulled into Levi’s chest. “I know you would rather die then see my damn face but I wanted to say-” He paused being caught up on his own words. . Everything had gone completely limp, you were melting into him. He exhaled, his breathe shaking slightly. “I’m sorry” He pushed you back  little looking you in the eyes. “What I did was shitty and completely selfish. I just couldn’t see you-” He cut himself off again turning away from you. 

Your body was completely numb your brain being rendered useless. Isn’t this what you had always wanted? To be held by him? For him to say sorry for the pain he caused you? During the nights you would sob alone in your bed you imagined scenarios similar to this. Levi would realize how wrong he was and come crawling back to you, like he did now. Why didn’t you feel happy why do you feel.. guilty? “I couldn’t see you die like the others.” he said softly his eyes burning a hole in the floor. Like a ghost you moved forward putting your hand on his shoulder.  “I love you Y/N and I know this is shitty timing and all but- hell I don’t know what I’m saying. I love you and I’m sorry.” 

A smile spread across your face all feeling returning to your body. You snaked your arms around his waist resting your head on his back. Suddenly you weren’t mad at him for kicking you out, if he hadn’t maybe you would have died, throwing any chance of experiencing this moment out of the window. “I love you too Levi and I forgive you. I get it people act selfishly when their in pain. I understand.” He lifted his head feeling a tremendous weight lift off his shoulders. ‘Thank god’ he thought feeling his head bump against yours. He sat still for a moment enjoying the sensation of your body wrapping perfectly around his. “Can I kiss you” he asked suddenly his own words shocking himself. You giggled lightly nodding shyly a pink blush forming on your face. 

 He turned careful not to break the hold you had around his waist. Gently he brushed your hair behind your left ear deepening the blush on your cheeks. You looked so beautiful. Slowly he leaned forward pressing his lips softly to yours. As soon as his lips landed on yours he felt a cool sensation spread across his face, awakening something inside of him. He deepened the kiss feeling you press closer to him, seeming just as eager. Your arms entangled themselves around his shoulders as his did the same around your lower back. The rush of your skin becoming more tantalizing then the next. He was about to lift you and until you jerked away. “What’s wrong?” he said looking at you with half lidded eyes. “Nothing” you panted sweetly. “I’m just out of breathe.” 

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alright folks so here’s the deal. i still haven’t finished my hw from last thurs LMAO and now i have another assignment (the same thing on a different topic) due this thurs and i need 2 get both of them done by 3pm tmrrw or i will never forgive myself. However. i have had a doozy of a day 2day and am physically incapable of staying up late anymore and i need 2 do dishes but afterwards i just. would rly like 2 go 2 bed b4 midnight if i can help it.... so should i try ad get some sleep and do my absolute best 2 finish both assignments before 3 tmrrw (which will b difficult bc i work and have class!) or should i force myself 2 stay up

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Illuminati The Game Walkthrough

Please, Don’t Touch Anything is a cryptic puzzle game developed by Four Quarters. You’ll be thrust in front of a little machine with a monitor and single red button. Can you resist touching anything?

There are 25 endings to discover and I’ll give you the complete solution to every one of them below. If you get stuck while playing the game look here for the Please, Don’t Touch Anything Endings.

The Secret World brings MMO storytelling to a whole new level by putting you and your friends smack in the middle of an exciting, overarching storyline filled with memorable characters and unique. Nov 02, 2015 PDTA: The Walkthrough. Thank you for staying with me, reading all my thoughts about PDTA. These are my compiled list how to unlock ending. This list isn’t finished yet. I’m still left with last ending before I’ve finished the game. Nevertheless, please enjoy my list and if you have any question, don’t hesitate to ask. In Illuminati, you increase your wealth and power to take over the world until only YOU reign supreme. Now, this classic game of conspiracy and world conquest has been updated to include current events and up-to-date references! Illuminati is for two to six players.

Ending 1: Peaceful

When you begin the game the guy tells you to look after the monitor for him. Be patient and wait until he returns without touching anything to complete the first ending.

As a side note if you wait a further three minutes before touching anything you’ll get the “Ergophobia” achievement.

The “Just Logo” achievement can be gained by going to the pause screen and clicking the button that makes up the O in the Please Don’t Touch Anything Phrase at the bottom of the screen.

Ending 2: Disobedience

You may discover a few other things before getting this ending but if you hit the Red Button 20 times. In this ending the machine will shut down.

The “Disobedience” achievement is gained from pushing the Red Button for the first time.

Ending 3: Mushroom Cloud

Pressing the Red Button will reveal a switch below it. Flick the switch to blow up the city in a great cloud of smoke!

Ending 4: Satanic

Press the Red Button twice to open the three-button panel above it. If you look at the Instruction Poster on the top left you’ll see on the right hand side of it some Roman Numerals placed vertically down the side. Imagining that they are horizontal will reveal the code (I III II II III I). Press this sequence into the Three-Button Panel, 1 3 2 2 3 1, to reveal a Lever.

Pull the lever to the left for a Ten-Digit Panel. Enter the code 8367 into the Ten-Digit Panel. This code is taken from the numbers on the top half of the formula on the Instruction Poster. Entering this in will reveal a Panel with Green Buttons.

Use the Green Buttons to make the points of a star, shown in the picture below for the ending.

Ending 5: We are Watching

Pressing the Red Button 15 times will reveal a Hammer. Grab the hammer and smash the monitor. The screen will break revealing a “?”.

Click on the Question Mark and the game will shut down. Look closely at the four corners of the ending screen to see four symbols you’ll need to remember later. They are the Timer, Eye, Waves and Key. Don’t worry. Restart the game to pick up where you left off. You’ll get the “We Are Watching You” achievement.

Ending 6: Back to the Past

Press the Red Button twice to reveal the Three-Button Panel above it. Type in the code, 1 3 2 2 3 1, to reveal a Lever. Pull the Lever to the left and a 10-Digit Panel will be revealed to the right of the Red Button. Look at the bottom half of the equation on the instruction poster. You have 8 squared + 3 squared. Don’t worry about adding this up just type in 8 2 3 2 into the 10-Digit Panel.

Typing this in will reveal a small display with the date and two arrow buttons, one pointing to the left and one to the right. Press the Left Arrow Button to go back to the past.

Ending 7: Back to the Future

All of the steps in this ending are the same as Ending 6, except that instead of pushing the Left Arrow Button you push the Right Arrow Button to see the city in the future.

Ending 8: Yin-Yang

After pressing the Red Button 8 times a Screwdriver will appear to the right. Pick up the Screwdriver and use it to unscrew the panel on the top right. Underneath are four coloured buttons.

Have a look at the instruction poster and read the second instruction. It says “GRBB Your Hammer”. Grab is spelt wrong and is actually a code for the colours. Green, Red, Blue, Blue. Press these buttons in order for the Yin-Yang ending.

Ending 9: Black Hole

Press the Red Button twice. Enter the code 1 3 2 2 3 1 into the Three-Button Panel. Pull the Lever to the left to reveal the Panel with Green Buttons and the 1 to 4 Buttons.

Look at the ordering of the instructions on the Instruction Poster. They go 1, 2, 4, 3. Enter this code 1 2 4 3 into the 1 to 4 Button Panel for the Black Hole ending.

Ending 10: Bender

Press the Red Button twice. Enter 1 3 2 2 3 1 into the Three-Button Panel. Pull the Lever to the right to open up the Binary Panel. Look at the Instruction Poster and to the right of the word “Work” you have a series of dots, some of them lighter than the others.

The light grey dots represent 0 and the darker ones 1. Enter this code into the Binary Panel. So it goes 0 0 1 0 0 0 1 for the Bender ending.

Ending 11: UFO

Press the Red Button twice and enter the code 1 3 2 2 3 1 into the Three-Button Panel. Have a look at the arrows on the Instruction Poster.

You can see they point to the top left, top right, top right and top left. Enter this sequence into the Don’t Do It Buttons. So press the top left button, top right, top right and top left button for the UFO ending.

Ending 12: Meteors Drivers acer iconia tab a501.

This ending is quite tricky so get ready for a slightly longer puzzle than the others.

Press the Red Button three times and enter the code 1 3 2 2 3 1 into the Three-Button Panel. Pull the lever to the left and enter the code 8 3 6 7 into the Ten-Digit Panel (This code is from the top half of the formula on the Instruction Poster).

Now we need to figure out the missing numbers in the third item on the Instruction Poster. If you want to get on with it the answer is 1 2 1 1 but I’ll explain the reasoning in the paragraph below.

This sequence is counting up how many ones and two’s there are. The first is 1 so there is one 1, or 11. The second is 11 so there are two ones, or 21. The third is 21 so there is one 2 and one 1, this makes 1211, and that’s the answer to the puzzle. To continue you have one 1, one 2 and two 1s, which is 111221.

Enter 1 2 1 1 in the 1 to 4 Button Panel to open up three musical notes on the left hand side.

Do you remember the recommendation to wear headphones while playing this game? You’ll need to hear the background music clearly because the music code is within the music. There are notes within the background music that sound exactly like the three keys you have hear. Listen for them and repeat them in your little keyboard.

The notes are High, High, Mid, Low, Low, Low, Mid, High. Enter these in for the Meteor ending.

Ending 13: Cthulhu

Press the Red Button three times and enter the code 1 3 2 2 3 1 into the Three-Button Panel. Press the Red Button another 6 times to reveal the Screwdriver. Grab the Screwdriver and use it on the little wires just under the monitor. This will reveal a Digital Display to the right of the Restart Switch.

Click on the Don’t Do It note a few times to lift it off, revealing the words Pisano Leonardo. This is a reference to Leonardo Pisano Fibonacci who came up with the Fibonacci Sequence. The next number in the sequence is the sum of the previous two numbers. It begins with 0 and 1.

Pull the Lever to the left to reveal the Ten-Digit Panel and then type in the Fibonacci Sequence, 0 1 1 2 3 5 8 1 3 for the ending.

Ending 14: Green

Press the Red Button three times and enter the code 1 3 2 2 3 1 into the Three-Button Panel. Turn the arrows on the Instruction Poster around so they are the right way up in your mind or on some paper. Now they point to the Bottom Right, Bottom Left, Bottom Left and Bottom Right.

Press these buttons below the Don’t Do It note. So that’s Bottom Right Button, Bottom Left, Bottom Left and then Bottom Right Button. This opens up a Counter Panel to the right and a strange D4 Box top right.

The Counter Panel has 2 7 6 written on it so press the Grey Button until the counter shows 2 7 6. Then press the Red Button on the Counter Panel for the ending.

Ending 15: City Boom

Randomly you’ll be given the opportunity to complete the City Boom ending. You can keep clicking Restart until you get it.

A plane will fly over the city. Press the Red Button to drop a bomb. With each fly over you get 4 bombs to drop and then 3 bombs and then back to 4 bombs and so on. You’ll fly a little lower each time. You must completely wipe out the city before landing.

When you land take notice of the completion screen. Certain letters are flashing, Y, R, B, B. You’ll need to remember them for Ending 19.

Ending 16: Alien Invasion

Press the Red Button 15 times until a hammer appears. Use the Hammer on the central Red Button to smash it. Keep smashing it until an Alien appears. Hit the alien and little pods will spawn.

Hit each of the pods three times then go for the central alien. You need to complete this mini game before the blood runs down to the Restart Switch.

At the end a screen will show with four symbols in the corners. Take note of these symbols as you’ll use them later on. They are they Eye, Key, Hourglass and Waves. The game will shut down. Just load it up again to continue.

Ending 17: Death Star

For this ending you’ll need to either wait until just before midnight or change your computer clock to about 11:59 and 30 seconds.

Press the Red Button 8 times until the Screwdriver appears. Use the Screwdriver on the Instruction Poster to reveal a weird clock. There’s also some notes here (B4, D1, D7). We’ll use these later.

When each of the hands reaches 12 the green light turns on. At midnight all hands will be pointing to 12 and all three lights will turn on. When this happens a Ticket will come out.

The Ticket will reveal the code to put into the Three-Button Panel. To figure it out count up how many dark squares are in each row and type this in starting from the bottom to the top.

My Example (x is the dark square):

o x o x

x o x x

x x x o

o o x o

x o o o

x o o o

Counting up the x’s on each row, from the bottom to the top, we have, 1 1 1 3 3 2. Your code will be different unless you get the same ticket.

Ending 18: 666

Press the Red Button three times and enter the code 1 3 2 2 3 1 into the Three-Button Panel. Press the buttons under the Don’t Do It note from Ending 14, Bottom Right, Bottom Left, Bottom Left and Bottom Right to reveal the Counter Panel on the right side.

Click the Counter up to 6 6 6 to reveal Pictographs. Click on all of the pictographs until only the four ones you have seen in previous endings are lit up. That is the Hourglass, the Key, the Eye and the Waves.

Once only the four pictographs in the image above are showing the ending will play.

Ending 19: Sand Worm

Another tricky ending! Press the Red Button three times and enter the code 1 3 2 2 3 1 into the Three-Button Panel. Pull the Lever to the left to reveal the 10-Digit Panel. Type in 8 3 6 7 to open up the Green Button Panel.

Do you remember the notes behind the Instruction Poster? They had D7, D1 and B4 on them. One is missing and that is F4. Press the Green Buttons, assuming A to F is from left to right and 1 to 7 is from top to bottom. You’ll need to press the buttons from left to right and top to bottom, just the way you write or it won’t work.

Once the five buttons have been pressed a D4 box will open, revealing a Diamond. Press the Red Button another 6 times to reveal the Screwdriver. Use the Screwdriver on the screws to the top right to open up the Multi-Colored Buttons.

Do you remember the letters that were flashing at the end of Ending 15? Y for yellow, R for red, B for blue and B for blue. Press the colored buttons in order to reveal a strange panel beneath it. It’s only half open at the moment.

Look at the stamps around the Don’t Do It panel cover. Reading from left to right they make the numbers 4 0 2 0. Press these numbers, 4 0 2 0 into the 10-Digit Panel to open the strange panel completely.

Place the Diamond in the right section of the strange panel and click the button on the left for the ending.

Ending 20: Stanley

Randomly when you complete an ending you’ll have the chance to do the Stanley Ending. The monitor will show “Awaiting Input”. Press the Red Button and then any other new Red Buttons that appear. Once you have done this six times the words will appear “Thank you for your cooperation. You got the job, S.”

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Ending 21: V for Vendetta

By now when you flick the Restart Switch a little booklet should be showing in the bottom right corner of the screen.

This is a passport. You can either accept or deny entry. Click on the Red Button marked X to deny entry.

Ending 22: Crack in the World

Press the Red Button once and a faint grey arrow will show to the right of it. Click the area next to the grey arrow to reveal a little Red Arrow. Follow the path of the Red Arrow to reveal another one. Keep clicking and revealing the arrows until a Green Panel is revealed.

When the Green Panel has been revealed you need to click on the buttons until the entire panel is yellow. Each time you click on a button, it and the surrounding buttons turn on or off. Start in one of the corners and keep going until all buttons are lit up.

Ending 23: Pluto

There are two sections to this ending. The first is getting the code you need. You’ll then restart and use the code in the second part.

First Section: Press the Red Button three times and enter the code 1 3 2 2 3 1 into the Three-Button Panel. Pull the Lever to the right. Grab the little Scanner located at the bottom left of the machine and use it to reveal some numbers next to the closed panel with screws. See pic below.

The numbers will show:

0-23

1-4

2-1

The numbers on the right are the positions and the numbers on the left are the values. So in position 2 and 3 the value is 0. Postion 4 has a value of 1, and position 1 has a value of 2. This gives us a sequence of 2001.

Restart the machine.

Section 2: Press the Red Button three times and enter the code 1 3 2 2 3 1 into the Three-Button Panel. Pull the Lever to the left and enter the code we just discovered, 2 0 0 1 into the 10-Digit Panel. This will reveal a lock mechanism. Turn it until it displays. PL U TO. Press the faint button underneath to reveal a Key.

Press the Red Button 6 times for the Screwdriver and open the panel with the multi-colored buttons. Press Red, Red, Red and Red to reveal a Key Lock.

Use the Key on the Lock to complete this ending.

Ending 24: Morse

Press the Red Button three times and enter the code 1 3 2 2 3 1 into the Three-Button Panel. Pull the Lever to the right. Use the Scanner over the buttons below the Don’t Do It note.

You’ll see the word “Morse” between them with arrows pointing up and down. Use the Scanner on the Don’t Do It note to reveal three letters DOT. Turn this into morse code and type the answer into the Binary Panel.

Using a morse code translator you can find that the word Dot translates to “-.—-”

If a dash is 1 and a dot is 0 then we can translate Dot to 1 0 0 1 1 1 1. Enter this into the Binary Panel for the ending.

Ending 25: The Coffee Machine

Once you’ve completed 24 endings and restart the machine the guy will return and tell you it’s a Coffee Machine. Now when you hit the Red Button a cup of coffee will appear. You can sip on it while watching the ending credits.

Congratulations on making it this far! Watch out for more gaming walkthroughs soon.

We Are Illuminati is a new conspiracy-themed clicker game for the iOS and Android platforms by clicker magnate Tapps Games. Your goal in this game is to brainwash as many followers as possible using various means such as controlling corporations, planting fake news, and making friends with the reptilians. You can convert people into lackeys, buy all sorts of upgrades, and rack up an insanely huge list of followers. Read on for some tips and tricks for We Are Illuminati!

Keep on the lookout for all of the bonus rewards that pop up. Some are limited-edition and some are always available. What’s always available is the double-follower boost, which is activated by tapping on the little clock icon in the lower-left corner of the screen. When the phone icon pops up in the top right corner, tap it and you can earn some free gems or a time warp for free by watching a video ad.

When you get far enough into the follower earning, you’ll be able to prestige and convert followers into lackeys, which give you a permanent percentage boost of 3% each, so once you get up to 1,000 or so, you’ll really begin to notice the difference. If you’re still making easy progress, though, don’t prestige right away. Wait until you get as far as you can without being able to make much good progress, and then prestige so that you can max out the lackeys.

You can then spend lackeys on other upgrades, such as multipliers to the corporations or even to all businesses, and upgrades to how much of a bonus each lackey is worth. Before doing this, though, make sure you’ll have enough lackeys left over so that you don’t accidentally tank your bonus. Generally, you shouldn’t spend more than 1/5 of your lackeys on any one upgrade.

Don’t forget the regular follower upgrades, too. The managers, of course, will automate one thing at a time. The upgrades menu, which is in the icon next to the managers menu, will double the follower-gain of a specific area.

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Once you hit a specific milestone in levels, you’ll gain double as well. Every time you hit a level that’s a multiple of 25, your income for that specific area will double. Once you fill up your star count to 5 and then hit a multiple of 25 again, you’ll move up to silver tier (level 150 is when this happens). At level 300, you’ll move up to the gold tier. Level 450 will move you up to platinum.

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fuck this year man u dont even get cute emojis in the title this time

so lemme just start by saying fuck 2020 

now that we’re on the same page, lets get into it

so i dont have to explain all the reasons why this year sucked bc u just need to google 2020 and there will be a million reasons why it was TOTAL FUCKING GARBAGE...... usually when so many people collectively say a year sucked ass, i can be like “oh it wasnt *all* bad for me, personally” haha not this year!!! 

its super fucking depressing to look at how hopeful and positive i was about 2020 a year ago..... ofc there was no way for me to have known it would all go to shit but i still really appreciate the tone i had set... reading over the previous reflections and seeing how harsh and negative i was @ myself made the softness of last years post super refreshing.... 

now i said i dont *have* to explain all the ways 2020 was shitty, but i am gonna explain the biggest reason this year was shitty for me, personally..... it might seem really small in comparison to the ways 2020 was shitty as a whole on like a global scale? but really the biggest reason 2020 sucked ass was i didnt get to really hang out with any of my friends in real life for 9 out of the 12 months of the year.... and really it was like the first week of march that shit hit the fan so like really it was only 2 months that we got to see each other....... if u rmbr p much every previous retrospective post ive made, there was a big emphasis on friends..... ive come to realize that im actually a very *extra*verted person??? despite my overall shyness and homebody attitude, i would always choose to hang out with people over being alone so stay-at-home orders FUCKING SUCKED??? when we all thought it would be over in a couple weeks, maybe a month it was fine?? hey its a good time to draw or catch up on that reading and/or writing i said i was gonna do maybe even start learning to drive?? it’ll be no big deal THEN it wasn’t over in a month and it wasnt gonna BE over anytime soon and no one important was doing anything about it and its an election year and black lives have always mattered and yet everything is so uncertain and

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this year was..... a lot...... too much in fact

in 2018, i had said that i watched vox’s video on the year in 5 mins and cried... if i watched this year in five minutes, i dont think i would be able to breathe...... 

SO instead of making myself CRY..... lets try to think about any GOOD things that happened and think about what we can do to make 2021 good for ourselves:

GOOD THINGS THAT HAPPENED:

-i *didn’t* lose my job!! sad that so many others cannot say the same but im trying to make myself feel *better* not WORSE so i got to keep my job and i actually work more hours than before so!!

-i actually *did* learn to drive this year!!!! and im pretty good at it??? for someone that just started this year anyway?? i probably *would* have my DRIVER’S LICENSE right now if it weren’t for a surge in cases in a certain STATE that i happen to live in......... but w/e its fine i get more time to practice and im ~~**DEFINITELY**~~ going pass my test and get my license ~whenever it is that i can reschedule my dmv appt~

lmfao its so funny that last year, i was absolutely *dreading* learning to drive but i so fucking get why everyone was like ‘you need to learn how to drive’ i legit love it so much???? ive always been a car person but that was like purely for the aesthetic but now that i can drive im just....... WOOOW this really is what freedom feels like.... like ik that public transportation is amazing and i will always champion it but nothing beats being purely in control of your destination.... i also wanted to buy myself a car for my birthday even tho i couldnt really drive yet but then sien had to fix smthg on her car and it was EXPENSIVE AF and my mom was like “u dont need to buy a car yet” so i put the brakes [haha] on that... but soon... once i get my license,,, then i will have u my love................. so with that being “my most serious goal of 2020″ im glad i did it

-i was one of lucky ones and got unemployment when i couldn’t work so i have a lot of money saved in the bank??? pls no one steal my identity i wanna use that money to buy myself a car and/or for when we move out 🤞🤞 we’ll just have to wait and seeeeee....................

-i had mentioned playing dnd last year too and thats been going STRONG as hell thank goodness....... we couldnt keep playing in person but when we moved it to online, not only did we actually get to hang out a lot more, we made more friends??? introduced new people to the group?? its so good and in fact probably the only thing that kept me even a little bit sane this year...... 

-this is more of an honorable mention than an accomplishment but im this 🤏close to catching up with critical role and thats partially thanks to the pandemic lmao sooooo ??? 

aaaaaaand thats p much it lol i didnt really accomplish any of my other goals bc reasons................. but!!! as cliche as it sounds, with a light at the end of the tunnel, im confident that i can turn that all around this year.... so if 2016 was the year of change, 2017 was the year of getting used to shit, 2018 was the year of getting *too* used to shit and 2019 ended up being the year of friends, 2020 was the year of absolute shit and it doesn’t fucking count....... i learned a lot this year, biggest lesson of all is that life is short and if i were to have died at any point last year, what the fuck would i have to show for it??? so usually i end up giving a theme or name to a year after its done but this time im determined to make 2021 into what i want it to be SO i am declaring this year, the year of our lord 2021, the year of new experiences!!!! what the fuck does that mean you ask? well ill tell you!!! im gonna try new things this year!! make a very pointed effort to do things outside my comfort zone?? and for my goals this year, im going back to my old way of making a huge list of stuff u wanna do and seeing how much i can actuallly accomplish!! now i said theres a light but we really dont know when all this shit will end and life will go “bAcK tO nOrMaL” so whos to say ill get to accomplish any of it? at the same time, there are plenty of stuff on the list that i can do within the pandemic set parameters so!! lets see this list!!

2021 GOALS:

[check boxes bc there is no plain box emoji lmao]

☑️ read new books!! i’ll keep last years goal bc i didnt meet it and i have good reads now which tells me i just need to read 1.5 books a month to reach that goal!! huzzah!

☑️ watch new shows and new movies b4 u end up watching shit you’ve already seen a million times... i bought an old planner for 2020 instead of 2021 by accident but i hope it will help keep track of the movies/shows along with the books too!

☑️ listen to new music!! this years spotify wrapped was garbo it only had like 3 albums and a bunch of other shit i always listen to so i gotta fix that lmfao

☑️ write new stories!! i am comforted by the shit ive been writing for the past like 7 years but if my screenplay class taught me anything its that there are a lot of stories to tell and i got so many ideas floating around in this noggin!! instead of an arbitrary word count, why dont i say write idk 3 new stories, start to finish, in whatever medium idc screenplay, short story, comic, twine WHATEVER!! do it!

☑️ eat new food!! lmao this one seems the most silly to me but ive never had indian food, ive never had [not really anyway] korean food, i want to find new restaurants and eat new food!!! yum!

☑️ go on a road trip!!

☑️ visit some place ive never been before!!

☑️ go on a hike??

☑️ go to mexico again

☑️ ride a scary rollercoaster you previously wouldnt have

☑️ go to a club

☑️ get silly drunk fr 

☑️ FUCK IT go on dates!! self date friend dates sister date cousin dates R- Romantic... dates ??? FUCK IT!!! YEAH!! DATE ALL UP IN THIS BITCH!!

☑️ learn to use blender

☑️ animate something 

☑️ make a big painting

☑️ cosplay ???? AHH

☑️ learn to roller skate lmao u bought the skates and were so excited for them!! 

☑️ go somewhere SUPER DARK and go see some real stars!!!! 

☑️ and to top it all off, throw the airbnb house party that we’ve been talking about for MONTHS lmao 

hmmmm,, i think thats a good enough list for now ?? another thing i wanted to accomplish.... that im scared to speak into existence bc then i cant back out of doing it...........and it doesnt align with the whole “new” spirit of 2021 but.......... i want to like start making apartments for rent????? like i want to have something of it to show by, if not the 8th anniversary then by the end of the year HHUFF THERE I SAID IT......... no turning back now.......... 

alright its almost midnight on.... whats this? its already jan. 1st??? lmao yeah fuck it i didnt keep up with anything i normally did this year who cares i made up the rules i can break them too lol  

so yeah 

we’ll see what this year brings us,,,,

hoo boy

[naresnyanart]

92 truths tag

Rules: Write 92 truths about yourself then tag 25 people

tagged by @minsugajangjangmanboongboong GIRL I DONT EVEN KNOW 25 PEOPLE WHAT

LAST…

[1] drink: waterrrrrrr

[2] phone call: actually my mother

[3] text message: my best childhood friend human

[4] song you listened to: Hobgoblin - CLC

[5] time you cried: Sunday

HAVE YOU EVER…

[6] dated someone twice: nup

[7] been cheated on: not that i know

[8] kissed someone and regretted it: definetely

[9] lost someone special: haven’t we all?

[10] been depressed: sure

[11] gotten drunk and thrown up: not yet and i am not planning to do so in the future

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS:

[12] black

[13] mint

[14] ivory

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU…

[15] made new friends: gimme the definition of friends but yeah i think so

[16] fallen out of love: haha thank god yes

[17] laughed until you cried: every week

[18] found out someone was talking about you: nope

[19] met someone who changed you: mm i dont think so

[20] found out who your true friends are: mnah i hope i already know it

[21] kissed someone on your facebook list: pft no

GENERAL…

[22] how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: 80%

[23] do you have any pets: they all died ;_;

[24] do you want to change your name: it fits into the space thats given for my Pokemon character so its fine

[25] what did you do for your last birthday: my family came over as a surprise and we drove kart ate chinese food and i got a really awesome cake... gosh there was so much cake

[26] what time did you wake up: 9:56 AM

[27] what were you doing at midnight last night: played Guild Wars 2

[28] name something you cannot wait for: going to south korea

[29] when was the last time you saw your mother: 20 minutes ago

[30] what is one thing you wish you could change about your life: sstudying properly and not wasting so much time on procrastinating

[31] what are you listening to right now: Begin - BTS

[32] have you ever talked to a person named tom: i dont even know one

[33] something that is getting on your nerves: its too warm in this room

[34] most visited website: tumblr & AO3

[35] elementary: finisheddddd everyone who hasn’t: GET AWAY FROM TUMBLR. NOW.

[36] high school: finishing this june :3

[37] college: will maybe go there in a year :3

[38] hair color: once black but the sun bleached it so now its super dark brown

[39] long or short hair: really long

[40] do you have a crush on someone: nah i just have a cuddle-crush on all my friends

[41] what do you like about yourself: uhm i guess i can be a nice human and i like studying except when its for a classtest

[42] piercings: 5mm tunnel left ear and two piercings right ear (planning on getting an industrial or two helix on the left side soon)

[43]blood type: lmao i dont know i think its 0?

[44] nickname: Reb, Paddel, Nada

[45] relationship status: single thank fuck

[46] zodiac sign: fishyyyyy

[47] pronouns: she/her

[48] fav tv show: i dont rlly watch Tv but i loved The first two seasons of the100 and i liked the Flash

[49] tattoos: planning a stick n’ poke one on my ankle

[50] right or left hand: Righttttt

FIRST…

[51] surgery: none

[52] piercing: 9 in my ears but they didnt heal well and then i got em aggain with 12 or 13 i think

[53] best friend: a guy with the same birthday as I, just a year older, we were best friends from the beginning of my life on, and then we had like 10 years no contact and now we are buddies againnnnnnn

[54] sport: swimming but i hate sport

[55] vacation: uhm. visitng a friend of my mom in spain for a week

[56] pair of trainers: some cheap shit from a shoe store i have no idea why is this important

RIGHT NOW…

[57] eating: nothing ._. i want strawberries tho

[58] drinking: water

[59] i’m about to: study korean and paintttt

[60] listening to: you asked that already but now it is Bros B4 Hoes by Neffex

[61] waiting for: this post to end BUT I AM JUST AT 61 ARGH

[62] want: chocolate (anabel why are we so similar lmao)

[63] get married: NEVER. ( totally agree to you dear)

[64] career: poor student and working in a hotel as a maid, planning on going into interactive media desing after studying

WHICH IS BETTER…

[65] hugs or kisses: hugs

[66] lips or eyes: eyes

[67] shorter or taller: taller bcuz i am too tall already

[68] older or younger: older/same

[70] nice arms or nice stomach: stomach (but not abs, i just wanna cuddle)

[71] sensitive or loud: loud with a sensitive spot

[72] hook up or relationship: nothing from both, cuddle-relationship

[73] troublemaker or hesitant: not too sure tho but i guess more hesitant and weird

HAVE YOU EVER…

[74] kissed a stranger? nop

[75] drank hard liquor? yess

[76] lost glasses/contact lenses? dont have them

[77] turned someone down: cant remember but i think yes

[78] sex on first date? PAh as if wtf

[79] broken someone’s heart? i suppose (i felt super sorry buit now i am glad i did so)

[80] had your own heart broken? pft no

[81] been arrested? nup

[82] cried when someone died? ..sure i may be cold but i am no monster

[83] fallen for a friend? ... friendzoned 3 years

DO YOU BELIEVE IN…

[84] yourself? i guess sometimes must most times not really

[85] miracles? i believe in god, so, yes.

[86] love at first sight? noop

[87] Santa Claus? o-o no

[88] kiss on the first date? whats a date

[89] angels? yep

OTHER…

[90] current best friend’s name: i call her Katzi (german cute version of Cat)

[91] eye color: so brown my friends sometimes struggle to find the pupil

[92] favorite movie: Ghibli movies and the Lego Batman Movie

I tag (i am sorry already dear sorryyy): @dafucl @yoongiboon @eruzayne @bouahrt  @softspringday

[evilyisme]

things i should not do: take a nap around 8

things i just did: took a nap around 8

[olusegundare]

SAMSON & DEBBIE’S STORY CONTINUES

May 15th, 2014

Broda Samson says, "he has grown anoda wing". We talked late into d night afta we finished eating yamflour & ila asepo, "mai" lord do sleep early, probably bc of his daily midnight watch, but I did not allow him 2 sleep early 2da as we keep discusing various issues, from my akademiks 2 family life 2 d ongoing issue within d island, d increase tide of kidnappings & he said "the inception of politiks & d desire 2 get 2 echelon post @ all cost by d politicians are not un-associated with dis worrisome development, bc many of dem are using human blood as sacrifices, dey r using human blood 2 appeal 2 their gods 2 assist dem get 2 d topmost position, I think d politikal offices she be made less attractive", he enthused. Relationship is all about sacrifices if it is 2 be enjoyed by both parties. One ought not 2 be sacrificing with d oda person thinking it is my right, he or she also ought 2 balance up, by offering some needful sacrifices to make d journey a blessed one, enjoyable one. None of the partners should think and or lay the sacrifices needful for the growth of the relationship on his or her partner, because relationship involves two people and it shd be treated as such, "ohun aba jijọ wo, gigun lo ngun" so the elder says... IrreSpective of d person's age in d journey, bc some people are new, while some are old. Some are old bc of separation from many causes and or death...So, despite such age, both person needs 2 sacrifice if actually dey love being 2geda, if truly dey wanted 2 grow in love 2geda. Sister Debbie did not have any ugly past in dis journey of love, bc "mai" lord as she used 2 call her love is d only person she has ever given her nod of love to. And co-incidentally, broda Samson also did not have untoward experiences with other lass, except that many if not all d ladies he abinitio talked to never accepted his hand of fellowship in love.. Sister Debbie & Broda Samson are deeply in love, and every1 could attest 2 dat, they r enjoying themselves They are enjoying themselves in this love relationship... We talked & talked until I started dozing and I slept off with my head resting on his lap...He woke me up 2 go & sleep in d bedroom. The ffg day, afta our morning prayer, he left 4 shop early 2 go & tidy up some things bc it was d sales personnels who closed the shop yda..I am not expected in d office for I am on a leave...when I eventually got up, I did d tidying up dat was suspended d previous day...bc of his diary dat I read which later turn out 2 be a memorable outing 4 us...Afta dis, I left 4 d market 2 buy foodstuffs & soup ingredients...afta which I returned home 2 prepare d soup & dinner along 4 him in d office. "Ẹ ku ise o", Debbie said, as she walks to his side and embraced him. ""Uhm! Tabi iwọ ti a o ba ki ku isẹ." I thought u will not be able 2 come here again" "mai" lord said. "Kilode? Tabi e o fẹ ki n wa ni? Even if u do not want me 2 come, I have told u dat I have signed a life-long contract with u, u will neva be alone again, wherever u r, just look behind u, u will see me dia, I shall always be your undetachable tail... Broda Samson interjecting, as he dropped his pen, resting his back in d chair, placed his hands on d chairs arms, said, "Hun-hun?" Debbie continues, "...beni o, nitori tẹru-tẹru labuke nrin, tẹru tẹru labuke nwọlu, emi atiyin ni nibikibi, nitoripe bi igbin ba fa ikarahun a tẹ le ni", whereeva u be, I will always be dia by God's grace until death separates us" she concluded, as she drops d food warmers on a corner, pulled out a seat opposite "mai" lord to sit down, "oru ma mu mi kẹ". "It is bc u r just coming in, by d time u acclamatize to d office's weather, d perspiration would have gone", broda Samson enthused, and then I, Debbie, looked at the "The Light" Newspaper headlines on his desk, he buys Newspaper regularly I have been telling him to stop wasting his money on Newspapers because many of their reportage are false but he said 4m false one will extract true and dat he gets some facts from those newspapers...according to an elderly man, newspaper these days is more or less like a textbook or story book or whatever, it is usually loaded, full of myriads of infomation...so, I have to stop complaining...I took "The Light" Newspaper and was going thru it until I got to the section of the viewpoints, and there I saw a write up " BRUSHING ASIDE THE LIMITERS" by mr IRONIPEPE NPA. So, I asked "mai" lord, "have u read dis article?" He paused to answer, "which of the articles my love?", "Brushing aside the Limiters", Debbie said. "Oh yeah", "mai" lord replied, "it is interesting, d man who wrote d article and I got admitted into the University @ d same time, studying the same course, but in his 200Level he joined d institutuons mainstream politics and he was expelled in 300Level..." "Was dat so?" my love inquired. "Yes...afta his expulsion with about 7 others, they took the institution to court for unconstitutional expulsion, but while d instituted court case linger on, he obtained another University entrance form & got admitted into anoda university...By the time d legal tussle will be over, he was already in his final year & wouldnt need the verdict of d court again...Afta graduation, he became a freelance writer for the newspaper, and as the saying, "isẹ rẹ yio fi ọ han", when the management of the newspaper saw his make up he become employed as a member of staff of the newspaper". "Eh-hen. Someone who doesnt know dis may think he has not experienced much", Debbie said. "That is it, one must not judge people on surface level, "ikoko ti yo jata idi re yo gbona loro ile aiye", many of us have our pasts, it is only when we become blessed dat people see us and start complaining..." "That is it "mai" love", Debbie said. "When I was reading his article, I said 2 mysef, he has grown another wing...The institution abinitio pulled off his feathers, but he regathered d pieces of his life 2geda charting anoda course & path for .for himsef, and here he is today", broda Samson said. "There are so many ways to making it, when a route is blocked by enemies, one shd be sensitive enof to take anoda route & with dedication, doggedness, soon one will become exceptionally noticed in dat new way, but limiting one's self 2 a place, a closed channel is nay d best", Debbie said. "Not even in dis technologikal age, one should not be myopic, whateva evil anyone does, God usually overturn them, God usually change dem 2 one's good...but d problem with many a one is d ability to accept what happened early and take a new path..."Ẹ jọwọ ounjẹ ti ẹ gbewa da? Ebi ti de?" broda Samson said. Debbie standing up, said, "Ebi o kabọ o, o ku irin, mo ti n sed message si ẹ latarọ". "Bẹni ti ẹ ri, mo mọ awon ota mi tipẹ", "mai" lord said. "Awa ore yin na lẹ o ma pe lọta yin, awa ti a fe nyin fun ire, awa ti a fe itesiwaju ati ilosiwaju nyin, awa ti a nje ki oju nyin dan bi i omo jojolo" as she talks she is putting the food warmers on the table, ""mai" lord, do u know dat things are costly in d market 2da, me who does not like too much "pricing", had to join the train of the "pricers" today b4 I could buy those things I bought", she concluded. "Only God will save us, anytime the market women hear that salaries have been increased they also inflate the prices of their goods as it we are all salary earners", broda Samson said. "They said by doing that, they will also get their largesse 4m the govt, howeva, indirectly", Debbie said. "I will also have to increase d prices of my goods too, to get out of d largesse", "mai" lord said. "I will send messages to market control dept's office of d Island 2 come & enforce compliance in dis shop" Debbie said. "Sebi o niwo lore mi lekan ni? Aye ma le o", broda Samson said. "Ore awon mekunnu nimi lori oro yi o", Debbie said. "Aje wipe a o ma gba awẹ niyen o", broda samson said. "I reject dat in Jesus name. He has promised 2 supply all our needs according to His riche His riches in glory", Debbie said. "E sa wa jeun o", broda Samson said. "Mo ti jeun temi nile o", Debbie said, "do u think I can wait till this time?" "I wont eat again "niyen", maybe poison wa nibẹ", broda Samson said. "Ebi o ti payin niyen o, bi ebi ba pa yin, e o mo wipe ko si bi mo se fẹ se ounje yen ti mi o ni fi "love concortion" sinu ẹ"...as she starts eating with her love... TRANSLATION

May 15th, 2014

anoda (= another)

"ohun aba jijọ wo, gigun lo ngun"(Yoruba proverb meaning when we looked at something together we would correct the errors and it would be straightened)   ffg (means following) "Ẹ ku ise o", (means Weldone oh) ""Uhm! Tabi iwọ ti a o ba ki ku isẹ." (Uhmn! It is you that I should greet, that you are weldone) 

"Kilode? Tabi e o fẹ ki n wa ni? (Why? Or don’t you want me to come here in the first instance?)  

"...beni o, nitori tẹru-tẹru labuke nrin, tẹru tẹru labuke nwọlu, emi atiyin ni nibikibi, nitoripe bi igbin ba fa ikarahun a tẹ le ni", (means Yes oh, because the person with a hunch back enters the town with loads on his/her body (it’s a Yoruba proverb, clarifying the proverb she says) everywhere you go, it is you and me, (adding another Yoruba Proverb) because when snails crawl the shells will not be left behind)

"oru ma mu mi kẹ". (meaning, I am feeling heat (probably perspiring) "isẹ rẹ yio fi ọ han",(means your work will reveal you)

"ikoko ti yo jata idi re yo gbona loro ile aiye", (means life is like the pot that will cook a soup which will first be heated up by fire (it’s a Yoruba Proverb)

"Ẹ jọwọ ounjẹ ti ẹ gbewa da? Ebi ti de?" (Please where is the food you have prepared and brought for me? I am now hungry?”)

"Ebi o kabọ o, o ku irin, mo ti n send message si ẹ latarọ". (means Hunger, welcome oh, how was your journey? For quite a while now, I have been sending messages to you) "Bẹni ti ẹ ri, mo mọ awon ota mi tipẹ", "mai" lord said. (means I know you, I have long know those who are my enemies) "Awa ore yin na lẹ o ma pe lọta yin, awa ti a fe nyin fun ire, awa ti a fe itesiwaju ati ilosiwaju nyin, awa ti a nje ki oju nyin dan bi i omo jojolo" (means Those of us who are your friends are those you will be calling your enemies, those of us who want you to succeed, those of us who want your progress and growth, those of us who ensure that your face look babyish everyday are those you will be calling your enemies)  

"pricing", (means negotiating that prices of goods be reduced, it is the common thing in the local market in Nigeria and perhaps some African countries)  

"Sebi o niwo lore mi lekan ni? Aye ma le o", (means but are you not the one who called yourself my friend just a while ago? The world is wicked!”)  

"Ore awon mekunnu nimi lori oro yi o", (means on this case, I should be seen as friends to the indigent/poor ones in this matter). "Aje wipe a o ma gba awẹ niyen o", (meaning it means I shall be fasting oh). "E sa wa jeun o", (means come and join me on the table/come and eat with me) "Mo ti jeun temi nile o", (meaning, I have taken my food at home before coming here)   "I wont eat again "niyen", (meaning, that means I will not eat what you have prepared again)  maybe poison wa nibẹ" (meaning who knows may be you have put poison there), broda Samson said. "Ebi o ti payin niyen o, bi ebi ba pa yin, e o mo wipe ko si bi mo se fẹ se ounje yen ti mi o ni fi "love concortion" sinu ẹ" (meaning, that means you are pretending to be hungry, but you are actually  not, because assuming  you are you will know that there is no how I would prepare your food that I will not add love concortion there (love concortion is the African charms added to soup to make the opposite person love his/her partner the more, usually used for someone that one wants to win his/her love but may be the person is proving difficult or may be he or she is already engaged and would not look at the person eyeing her or him, when that concortion is added the person starts loving the person greatly)...as she starts eating with her love...