#I just had like 20 mins to check it before heading home

[canon-gabriel-quotes]

dear anons I thank you all for this but I don’t want to spam so I’ll just reply in this way

I can sleep safely knowing when even the slightest hint of a whimper occurs it will send the messengers to my inbox 🫡

[snowysosturn]

Speeding Car - Matt Sturniolo Part 24

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23 Part 24 Part 25 Part 26 Part 27 Part 28 Part 29

Pairing : y/n x Matt Sturniolo

Summary : After six years with your boyfriend Alex, you start to mentally check out. At a UCLA party, Alex reconnects with his childhood friend Emily, who proposes a double date with her boyfriend Matt. Your attraction to Matt grows as he pays you the first real attention you've had in years, sparking a complicated emotional journey.

Warnings : MDNI, angst, tension, anxiety, memory loss, mentions of cheating

I sat on the edge of the couch, my phone plugged into the wall while I clutched it tightly in my hand. My thumb hovered over the screen, re reading the last message I sent to Nick.

“Hey Nick. Sorry for the text, but I was wondering if you’d want to hang out sometime? I’m trying to figure some stuff out, and maybe you could help me fill in some gaps.”

I didn’t want to sound too desperate, but the truth was, I needed answers. It had been over a week since I left the hospital, and I still felt like I was floating in some sort of different dimension, stuck between a life I couldn't remember and the reality I was trying to piece together. Alex had been acting so strange, so distant, like he wasn’t even the same person I knew. But Nick.. he felt safe. Familiar, even though I didn’t remember him.

The knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts, and my heart sped up. I quickly set the phone down and opened the door. Nick stood there, hands in his pockets, giving me a small, reassuring smile.

“Hey” he said softly, stepping inside. "I came as fast as I could."

I gave him a weak smile back. "Thanks for coming. I know this must be weird for you."

“It’s not weird at all" Nick replied, shaking his head. "Well, I mean, it’s strange, but it’s fine.. I’m just glad you reached out."

I sat next to him, curling my legs beneath me as I tried to relax. It was comforting having Nick there, even if I couldn’t remember him fully. There was something familiar in his presence, like I’d leaned on him before without knowing it.

“How are you holding up?” Nick asked after a moment, glancing over at me, his eyes full of concern.

I sighed heavily. “Honestly? I just feel so lost. Alex.. he’s not how I remember him. He’s different. Distant. He doesn’t really.. help, you know? I feel like I’m on my own with everything, and when I ask for help, he just brushes me off. It’s like he’s a stranger living in my house. I don’t understand what’s happening, or why he’s acting like this. I keep thinking.. if it were him, if he were in my place, I would be there for him. I wouldn’t just leave him to figure it all out on his own.”

Nick frowned, his eyes narrowing slightly. “That’s not right, Y/n. You shouldn’t have to go through this alone. Especially not with Alex acting like that.”

I swallowed hard, my throat tight with emotion. “Do you remember anything about me and Alex? Like.. were we happy? I mean, before all of this happened?”

Nick hesitated, rubbing the back of his neck as he thought. “I remember you two being together, yeah. But it wasn’t exactly.. smooth. Things between you guys were kind of rocky the last few months.”

My chest tightened at his words. “Rocky? How so?”

Before Nick could answer, the sound of the front door opening cut him off. We both turned to see Alex walk in, and behind him, a girl with a forced smile followed closely. I blinked, confusion flooding my mind as Alex strolled in like nothing was wrong, like there wasn’t a weird tension hanging in the air after bringing a random girl into our home unannounced.

“Hey, Y/n.. Nick..” Alex said casually, his voice light and easy, completely ignoring the awkwardness of the moment. “This is Emily. You remember her, right? I’ve mentioned her throughout our whole relationship.”

I stared at the girl beside him, my mind trying to place her face. She smiled, but there was something unsettling about the way she looked at me, like she was sizing me up. Emily. The name sparked something, but it was faint.

“Hi, Y/n” Emily said, her voice sweet, almost too sweet. 

Her words felt hollow, like they didn’t mean anything. I forced a smile, trying to make sense of what was happening. “Emily.. Wait the girl who you were friends with when you were younger?” I shifted awkwardly on the couch, glancing at Nick, whose jaw was clenched tightly.

Alex seemed completely unfazed by the strangeness of the situation. He dropped his keys on the counter, looking so at ease with Emily by his side. “Yeah my childhood best friend” Alex added, his tone light, like it was no big deal. “We’d all been hanging out a lot lately, I’m sure it’ll all come back to you.”

I tried to nod, but my mind felt scrambled. Childhood best friend? When the hell did she come back here? I knew the name through previous conversations, but why did this feel off? Why did it feel like there was more to the story?

“Yeah.. maybe..” I mumbled, glancing back at Nick, who was still sitting there, stiff as a board. He was watching Alex and Emily closely, like he was trying to figure out the punchline to some sick joke.

“I just came by to drop something off” Alex said, moving around the apartment like he owned the place. “We’ll probably head out later.”

I froze at his words, my stomach flipping. We’ll head out later? I looked at Emily again, her smile still plastered on her face, but it felt so fake. The room suddenly felt too small, the air thick with something I couldn’t quite name.

Nick shifted beside me, his hand tightening into a fist as he stared hard at Alex. I could feel his tension, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was horribly wrong. But no one was saying anything.

I couldn’t help it. I glanced at Nick, the question burning in my eyes. Did I miss something here?

Nick gave me a tight lipped smile, but the tension in his jaw told me more than his words ever could.

Something was off. Not just with Alex, but with this whole situation.

And the worst part? I had no idea what it was.

Nick's POV

I sat on the edge of Matt’s bed, my mind still reeling from everything he had told me. I thought I understood how he felt about Y/n, thought it was just a crush that had spiraled out of control. But hearing him confess how deeply he loved her, it hit me like a ton of bricks. He’d been carrying all this pain, this guilt, and I’d never even noticed how far it went. The way he spoke about her, like every moment they shared was burned into his memory, made me realize just how much he was hurting.

"I loved her, Nick. I love her." His voice echoed in my head, still thick with emotion. I could hear the pain behind his words, how much he regretted everything. The way he described their connection, the little things he remembered about her, it all just made the weight of what had happened feel even heavier. 

As much as I wanted to help him, I didn’t know how. I couldn’t fix what had happened, couldn’t change the choices he’d made. But I could be there for him, and that’s exactly what I planned to do. I couldn’t let Matt drown in this guilt, couldn’t let him continue beating himself up for something that wasn’t entirely his fault.

I left his room, telling him I’d let him know how things went with Y/n when I got back home later. But before I left I knew I needed to talk to Chris. If anyone could pull Matt out of this slump, it was him, he had this way of making everything seem a little less serious. We both agreed that Matt needed to get out of his own head, to be around people who cared about him.

“We gotta get him moving, gotta get him out of the house.” Chris said, his tone light but serious. “I’ll take him out to look for bunk beds or something, we’ve been saying we wanted to get some to do multiple day streams..hopefully it’ll get him motivated. I’ll promise him McDonald’s after, and we can play some video games when we get back. Anything to get him out of bed and doing something.”

I nodded, grateful that Chris was always up for something like this. We both knew that Matt needed a distraction, even if it was just for a little while. The longer he stayed cooped up, the worse it would get.

Thankfully Matt agreed to it, I’m hoping the fact he let everything out is making him feel better. While they headed out to search for bunk beds, I called an Uber and made my way to Y/n’s place. The whole ride over, I couldn’t shake the thoughts swirling in my head about Alex and Emily. Knowing what I did now about their affair made me feel sick. The nerve of Alex to parade back into Y/n’s life like nothing had happened, acting like everything was fine when he’d been sneaking around behind her back the whole time. It was infuriating, and the worst part was that Y/n didn’t remember any of it. I didn’t know if it was my place to tell her the truth. How could I? It felt like ripping open an old wound that had barely started to heal. 

When I got to Y/n's place, the air felt heavy, like something was off even before I stepped inside. She opened the door and greeted me with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes, something I was starting to notice more and more lately. Her wrist was still in a brace, and I could see the exhaustion across her face, but she was trying to hold it together. 

We sat down on the couch, and she didn’t waste any time before opening up about Alex. "I just feel so lost. Alex.. he’s not how I remember him. He’s different. Distant. He doesn’t really.. help, you know? I feel like I’m on my own with everything, and when I ask for help, he just brushes me off. It’s like he’s a stranger living in my house. I don’t understand what’s happening, or why he’s acting like this. I keep thinking.. if it were him, if he were in my place, I would be there for him. I wouldn’t just leave him to figure it all out on his own.."

Her voice cracked, and I could see the confusion and hurt in her eyes. She didn’t understand why the man she thought she loved was acting so cold toward her.

She looked at me, almost pleading, like she wanted answers I couldn’t give her. Do you remember anything about me and Alex? Like.. were we happy? I mean, before all of this happened?”

I froze. My mind raced, trying to find the right words, but nothing felt right. I couldn’t tell her the truth, not like this. She had no idea what Alex had done behind her back, and now wasn’t the time to drop that bomb. I knew she was already dealing with so much, and this would only make it worse. But not telling her also felt wrong.

“I… I don’t know,” I finally said, feeling like a coward. “I remember you two being together, yeah. But it wasn’t exactly.. smooth. Things between you guys were kind of rocky the last few months.” I hated myself for giving such a weak answer, but it wasn’t my place to tell her the truth. Not yet.

“Rocky? How so?” She asked.

But before I could say anything else, the front door swung open. I turned around, and there they were. Alex and Emily. Laughing like they didn’t have a care in the world. It was like a punch to the gut, seeing them together like that, knowing what I knew now. They had the audacity to act like nothing was wrong, to hang out right under Y/n’s nose.

I clenched my jaw, trying to keep my anger in check. I could feel the tension rise in the room, and I wasn’t sure if it was just me or if Y/n could feel it too. Alex barely even acknowledged her as he walked in, his arm casually brushing against Emily’s as they made their way into the kitchen.

I could see Y/n’s confusion deepen as she watched them, and it took everything in me to not curse that mother fucker out there and then. Part of me wanted to jump across that coffee table and rangle the fuck out of them both.

I didn’t know if it was my place to tell Y/n the truth about Alex and Emily. But one thing I knew for sure, she needed to get out of this house, and fast. This was too much of a toxic environment for her, too damaging for someone who was already trying to rebuild her life.

“Do you want to come back to my place for a while? It’s a bit quieter than it is here.. And I’ve a few new things I’d love to show you.”

She looked at me, uncertainty flickering in her eyes but agreeing in the end. But I could see she was tired. Tired of the confusion, the lies, the tension. She didn’t need to be in the middle of this mess.

Matt and Chris were out, so I knew it would be fine to bring her back to my place without upsetting anyone. She deserved peace, and I was going to make sure she got it, even if I couldn’t tell her everything right now.

a/n: we got a nick povvvvvv ooooowa ooooooowa (its 12:21am ill proof read tomorrow lol)

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[xxoxobree]

See You Again

Miles G. Morales x Black Fem Reader

WARNINGS: Angst , Sadness, Happy Ending.

A/n: Surprise Shawtayyy‼️ wrote this in like 20 mins 🫶🏽 I love it 🤣

A year has flown by since Miles' father and you, his girlfriend, passed away. Yet, the agony that gnawed at his soul showed no signs of leaving. His grief had descended into a deep depression, which soon morphed into a seething anger. His heartache only intensified as he struggled to make sense of why he had to suffer so much. Why were two of most important people in his life ripped away from him?

Sleep was now a distant memory, and he dreaded the thought of closing his eyes. Every time he did, he was transported back to a time when he was happy, a time when he shared precious moments with you, that only added to his already unbearable pain.

Miles found himself under the spell of his uncle, who had taken him under his wing, using his intelligence for nefarious purposes that he knew would have disappointed you. He was desperate to shake off the haunting memories that plagued him so he took up the mantle becoming The Prowler.

Tonight was like any other night. He slid open his window, using his metallic claws to pry it open, then climbed in, undressing before heading to bed. But as he headed towards his bed, something caught his eye - a glint of light that shone in the darkness. Curious, he approached the object and picked it up, examining it closely.

It was a necklace, one that belonged to you. The very one he had given you, the one that you had lost the day before you were taken from him. The necklace that he had promised you he would help you find the next day. Miles clutched it tight in his hand, feeling the weight of his grief pressing down on him. He slowly made his way to his bed, where he fell asleep, still holding onto the precious necklace.

As he drifted off, his breathing gradually steadied. He soon found himself in a dream, where you appeared before him once again, with your beautiful smile that quickly turned to a frown, your eyes filling with tears. He could hear your weak voice ringing in his ears.

"Miles....Miles, help...I don't want to......... " your voice trailed off the sentence unfinished forever. Miles jolted awake in his bed. His heart raced from the intensity of the nightmare that had just gripped him. He took a few deep breaths, calming himself down before reaching for his cellphone to check the time. It was already 8 am, and he had to get ready for school.

The rest of Miles' day went by relatively normally, until he was heading back home. His head was down, texting his mother about her picking up another shift when he heard it - his name being called. He looked around, trying to figure out where the voice was coming from.

He heard it again – that voice he would recognize anywhere, the voice he longed to hear once more. And there you were, standing on the front steps of his apartment building, waving at him before running over. Miles stood frozen in shock, unable to grasp how you were there.

"Y/n," Miles said, his eyes beginning to well up with tears.

"Hey, Miles! What did you do to your hair? Did your mom do it? I kinda like it," you said, unaware of the whirlwind of emotions that Miles was experiencing in that moment.

You looked just as beautiful as the day he lost you, your hair styled just the way he liked, with your signature pink hair in two puffs. Your lips glistened from your lipgloss, and Miles couldn't help but stare in awe.

Without hesitation, Miles quickly pulled you into a tight embrace, knowing that if he didn't seize this moment, it would pass him by forever. He hugged you tightly, squeezing the life out of you.

"Whoa, Miles, you're gonna crush me!" you said, giggling. It was a sound that Miles had missed so much, and it filled him with a sense of warmth a feeling he never thought he'd feel again.

You tapped him gently, and Miles reluctantly let go of the embrace, still holding onto your shoulders.

"Someone missed me," you said, smiling as your eyes zeroed in on his neck. He was wearing a chain, one that looked exactly like yours, but you had yours on your neck. You gripped your chain, feeling a sense of confusion.

"I didn't know you got a matching one," you said, pointing at the chain.

"Oh, yeah," Miles chuckled. "I thought it was cute."

"That's so cute, Miles," you said, before reaching out and intertwining your fingers with his. Miles' heart skipped a beat, and he swore his head was spinning. You were here, in front of him.

He looked down at your entwined hands, still in disbelief that you were really here. "Miles, are you okay?" you asked, concern lacing your voice as your eyebrows knit together.

Miles took a deep breath before he spoke. "Yeah...yeah, I'm fine," he said, trying to compose himself.

"Okay, well let's go. You promised me you'd carry me to the rooftop, remember? To see your new artwork." You reminded him, eager to see the artwork he had been working on.

You were right. He had promised to show you, but now, that artwork was different. It was a painful reminder that you had died, a reminder that you shouldn't be here with him right now. But he couldn't bring himself to tell you that. Not yet.

You snapped your fingers in front of Miles' face, trying to get his attention. "Miles, hello! You're acting strange today. What is it, my love?" you asked, your eyes searching his for answers.

"It's nothing, mi amor. Come on," Miles replied, his voice unconvincing as he grabbed your hand and led you upstairs. He dreaded taking you up there, too scared that you would leave him again. His heart raced with each step, and he couldn't shake off the sense of unease.

As you two arrived at the rooftop, Miles looked back one more time at you. Your face was radiating with happiness, just happy to be with him. The sight made his heart thump harder, if it was even possible.

He pushed open the door, the cool breeze hit his face. "Here it is," he said lowly, motioning his head to the mural of you and his late father.

Your smile instantly dropped, confused by the whole thing. "R.I.P? But I'm right here," you said, looking at Miles in disbelief.

"Miles, your dad," you whispered, your hand coming up to cover your mouth, your eyes filling with tears. Miles just continued to look down, staring at his Nikes.

You tried to speak, but nothing came out as you stood there, frozen, unable to comprehend the reality of the situation.

"You died, Y/n. Right in front of me, in my arms," Miles said quietly, watching a single tear splat on his shoes. He looked up at you, seeing tears fall down your cheeks. How he hated to see you cry.

He walked over to you, wiping away your tears, a small smile on his face. "You're too beautiful to cry," he whispered, grabbing your hands. "And I don't know if you're a figment of my imagination, if I'm dreaming again, or if I'll ever see you again."

You looked up at him, your eyes filled with love and sadness. "So please," he said, closing the gap between your bodies, his hand on your waist. "Can I get a kiss?"

You nodded, and he tilted your chin upward, placing the most gentle, loving kiss on your lips. It was a kiss you wished could've lasted forever,

[reverie-starlight]

gn!reader, no physical descriptions. fluff! mostly dialogue. wrote this in like 20 mins this morning. something something building new traditions with the love of your life something something.

you awaken to the sound of your apartment door opening.

there’s some shuffling, you hear some bags rustle, but you pay it no mind, assuming osamu just decided to get the groceries out of the way.

you vaguely remember him getting out of bed far too early for your taste, and then coming into the bedroom half an hour later to kiss your cheek. you had mumbled incoherently then, but now you piece together that it was him letting you know he was leaving for a bit.

it’s still too early.

the sun may be shining through your blinds, and the clock may dispute your claim, but it’s still. too. early.

familiar footsteps approach the door and you sigh, knowing your sunday morning lie-in is about to come to an end. the door opens and you pull the covers over your head, groaning a bit before your boyfriend has the chance to say anything.

“hey now,” he starts, amusement clear in his tone. “is that any way to greet someone who picked up breakfast on his way home?”

home. you've been living together a little over two months now, but you don't see the butterflies in your stomach whenever he says that disappearing any time soon.

you roll over to face him and slowly peek your head out from under the duvet. “you brought breakfast?”

he nods and comes to sit on the bed, holding a container of coffee from your favourite café. you rip the covers off and sit up as fast as you can, ignoring osamu’s rumbling laughter in favour of reaching out for the drink.

“you got me coffee? oh I love you,” he places the cup in your awaiting hands and you take a sip, sighing in contentment. “thank you, baby, you didn’t have to.”

he kisses your forehead. “I wanted to. figured I’d need an incentive to get ya outta bed today.”

you lean against him, happily soaking up his warmth. “well you figured right, it’s too damn early.”

he snorts. “it’s past 10, sweetheart.”

you groan again. “still earlier than I would normally get up on a sunday. you should know that by now.”

osamu flicks your forehead, his tone teasing. “yeeeaahhh we gotta fix yer sleep schedule.”

“oh hush, weekends exist outside of schedules. it’s the no man’s land of healthy sleep cycles and the circadian rhythm.”

he hums, acknowledging your statement but deciding not to debate you on it. “alright, get up, babe. food’s getting cold.”

he rubs your knee before moving to stand, and you loop one arm through his before he has the chance. “waiiiitttt,” you whine.

he raises an eyebrow at you and matches your tone. “whaaatttt?”

you giggle. “you’re annoying-“

“watch it, I can still take that coffee back.”

you clutch the cup against your chest protectively. “I didn’t mean it!”

“okay seriously, what? I need to go plate the food and unpack the groceries.”

you take his hand. “I’ll get ready super quick, can’t you just stay with me?”

he gives you a look. “someone’s clingy today, hm?” he says.

you shake your head. “not necessarily, just… grateful I have such a thoughtful boyfriend who brings me coffee and I don’t want to be apart from him for too long?”

“clingy,” he repeats, but his eyes are clearly full of affection for you.

ten minutes later, you’re sitting in the kitchen with western style breakfast sandwiches and going over what he bought at the store.

“did you remember to get sponges?”

“check.”

“dish soap?”

“the one ya like, yeah.”

“eggs?”

he freezes in the middle of bringing his food up to his mouth and flicks his eyes over to you. he looks as guilty as a dog that just got caught chewing something it knows it shouldn't have.

you hold back a laugh and wipe some sauce from the corner of his mouth. “that’s fine, I don’t mind going out to get some later.”

he nods. “we can get some snacks, too. I wanted to wait until we were both up to choose this week’s haul.”

you grin, wondering how you scored someone as thoughtful as him. it’s nice how easily you’ve both settled into living together, and even nicer that you’ve developed some little traditions like picking out weekly snacks together.

maybe sunday morning coffee could be a new tradition, too, you think. instead of bringing it up with him, you take a sip and wash down the bite you just took.

you admire him as he gets up to put the rest of the groceries away, already done with his food, and listen to him as he goes over some plans for the upcoming week. something about lunch with aran on thursday.

you try to pay attention- honestly, you do, but you feel yourself slowly becoming possessed by a feeling of domestic bliss. his words are drowned out by your own thoughts future pets skittering around, hosting dinners for friends and family, decorating for holidays...

so many possibilities you've yet to explore, a whole future together just beginning. thoughts you've absolutely had before, but intensified by his simple act of love this morning.

was this coffee brewed from magic beans or something?

you blink up at him when he turns to face you, arms crossed and leaning against the counter, a concerned look on his face. "baby? where'd ya go?"

you take another sip and smile softly. "sorry, this is just really good coffee."

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hope you enjoyed <3

@emmyrosee your husband !!

[skz-streamer]

Lee Know As Reminders

Simptober Reminders M-list

Pairing: Lee Know (skz) x fem!reader

Genre: Fluff ;))))

Warnings: mentions of being locked out, idk?

Notes: I hope this ones okayyy :)))

-please read responsibly, and remember that this work is fiction and meant strictly for imaginative fun. the idols used in fics are more accurately faceclaims and personality outlines for imaginary characters, and should not be interpreted as factual representations of existing people

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"Remember to grab your keys before leaving"

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The day was in full swing, and you were preparing to head out the door for work. As you gathered your belongings and checked that you had everything you needed, your phone chimed with a message from Lee Know. His text read, "Remember to grab your keys before leaving."

You couldn't help but chuckle as you read the message. It was true; there had been one occasion when you had left your keys behind, and he hadn't let you forget it. Playfully, you texted him back, "Min, that was only one time 🙄."

His reply came swiftly, carrying a hint of amusement, "Yeah, and it was about to become 2 if I hadn't reminded you."

You couldn't help but smile at his response. Lee Know had a way of looking out for you, even in the smallest of ways. With a sense of gratitude and a light heart, you walked out the door, making sure to grab your keys before you left

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The sun had already dipped below the horizon, casting the boys' dorms in a shadowy twilight. You stood outside the door, fumbling with your keys in a futile attempt to open it. It had been a long day, and all you wanted was to get inside and relax. But your keys just weren't cooperating.

Frustrated, you took out your phone to check the time, hoping that maybe someone would be home to let you in. As you glanced at the screen, a text notification from Lee Know caught your attention. It read, "Remember to grab your keys before leaving." Your eyes widened in realization, and a sense of panic washed over you.

You had just seen his message, even though it was sent nearly 20 minutes ago. In your hurry to leave earlier, you had grabbed your phone but forgotten your keys. You couldn't help but cringe at the situation. To anyone passing by, it probably looked like you were trying to break into the dorms, especially since it was a secured area.

Desperate to get inside, you quickly texted Han, hoping he'd be able to open the door for you. However, he left you standing outside for what felt like an eternity, a good 5 minutes, before finally opening the door. You couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed as you entered the dorm, thanking him profusely.

After settling inside, you texted Lee Know, trying to make light of the situation. "Oh... too late, sorry 😅," you messaged him.

A minute passed before he replied, "Yeah, yeah, Han already told me 🙄."

You couldn't help but laugh at his response. With a grin, you made your way over to where he was, and as your eyes met, you both burst into laughter. "what did I give you the keys for" he said "im sorry!" you said back laughing

he walked up to you and hugged you, engulfing you in his warmth "Gosh I guess I'll just have to spam you next time" "I guess so" you said, grabbing his face to kiss him.

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Lee Know had given you a pair of keys to their dorm, where he and the rest of the boys lived. While you didn't use it often, it came in handy for times like this when you dropped off food or simply wanted to say hi. There had been one memorable mishap when you'd forgotten the key and mistakenly tried to unlock their dorm with the key to your own apartment. It had been a bit embarrassing to stand outside their door, fumbling with the wrong key, and eventually having to ask one of the boys to let you in.

But today, Lee Know had your back. As you were preparing to leave for their dorm, your phone buzzed with a message from him. It read, "Remember to grab your keys before leaving."

You couldn't help but chuckle at his thoughtfulness. He had a knack for remembering the little details that made your life easier. Quickly, you texted back, "Yeah, I grabbed it. Thanks, Min ❤️."

His reply came almost instantly, "Love you."

Your heart warmed at his words. You knew he cared about you deeply, but it was always nice to hear it. You texted back, "Love you too," and then added that you were on your way to their dorm.

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[mentally-unstable-hottie13]

⭐️Senior year sucks⭐️

Henry Bowers x FEM! Reader

Chapter summery: you beat Henry’s ass then deal with some complicated issues when you are woken up late at night to someone in your yard.

Word count: 3,284

Estimated read time: 15 min.

A/N please refresh yourself on the story trigger list in chapter one before reading. Thank you.

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Chapter 5

I’ll fucking make you wish

“¡Ayee chiChita! Are you okay?(shorty)” he puts the food on the table and runs to kneel in front of you. “Who the fuck hit you?” You could see he was fuming. But you couldn’t speak. You hadn’t felt this helpless since you were back home with your parents. All possible words caught in your throat as you leaned forward into him and began to sob.

You sat there crying in his arms for god knows how long. Before you knew it you had cried yourself to sleep in his arms. He knew who gave you the black eye. He just didn’t want to do anything just yet. He picked you up and gently got the attention of killer who was whimpering in the back room. What the fuck happened here? He put you and killer in the truck

along with the food and locked up the store for the day. He drove you home and carried you up the stairs.

Checking his watch he saw that school wasn’t out for another 20 minutes. He left killer with you and walked off the property, back down the dirt road to the Bowers ranch. He saw that Butch’s cruiser wasn’t there but that little shitbrick Henry was. Henry was walking over to the farm with no one else in sight. Kevin hopped the gate and hauled ass to Henry before grabbing him by the shirt roughly and turning him around. Kevin could swear on his life that he saw fear in Henry’s eyes before Henry’s face flattened at seeing Kevin.

“What do you want?” Henry spit.

Kevin smacked Henry across the face. Hard. Before taking the front of Henry’s shirt and lifting him up.

“Listen here you little shit.” Kevin’s said calmly. “If you ever fucking come into my store and hit my sister again I’ll fucking kill you. I’ll beat you worse then you have ever experienced. I’ll make you fucking wish for your fathers hand. I will kill you and mount your head on a fucking stake. Do you understand me?”

Henry stays silent and nods. No doubt still feeling the sting of being hit. Kevin nods back and puts Henry down before walking back over to the fence and hopping it again. He takes a nice easy walk home. Like it never happened.

Meanwhile Henry was in his head. He doesn't know what it is about you he finds so interesting. What is it that pulls him in? You make him so indescribably angry by doing nothing. He was so fascinated by you but holy fuck did he want to punch you Everytime you spoke. No one he’d ever fucked with had hit him and then came back to see if he was ok. He needed to know more. He wanted to know about the kind tattooed girl. He was gonna know about you. Whether you liked it or not.

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You woke up the next morning confused. You face hurt and you felt dehydrated. Like a wave of realization, it all hit you. God, what an awful day. You turn to your alarm clock to find a little note written by kevin.

“Called you outta school today. Try to relax, here’s some cash, have a good day <3

You smiled at the handwriting of the note. It almost looks frantic. You decided to get dressed and go outside. If Henry was gonna ruin your life here why not explore a little before. Killer is laid peacefully asleep on your bed. Poor thing must have been so stressed yesterday.

You get up gently and go to the closet. You pick out a white summer dress and some fleece lined beige stockings. You pair that with a pink sweater cardigan. You slip into some sneakers and grab your messenger bag, phone, cash and keys, you sneak past killer to nlet him sleep and make your way out to the shed to retrieve your bike. Putting all of your belongings into the basket you lock up the property and head on your way. Your venture into town is long and peaceful. The wind smelled fresh. You never got air like this back home…

Home.

That wasn’t home. This is home.

You make your way into town and stop by a store. People gave you real funny looks about your eye. But you only ever greeted them with a smile. With some of the cash you had, you bought dog treats and 2 toys for killer. Along with ordering a custom tag for him. You drop the toys and treats In the basket and continue down your journey. You had just hit the red bridge. You don’t wanna go near the store today. You don’t know who's there and Kevin might be upset you came to work. Instead you rode down into the wooded area surrounding the red bridge. You found a small little water bank surrounded by smooth rocks and trees. You decided here would be a good place to relax. You parked yourself on the rocky area beside the crystal clear water. You put on some headphones and turned on music. You laid there in the shade for what could have been hours. You weren’t sure.

After a bit you heard some people. Sitting up and looking to the source of the sound. To your surprise, it was the losers. They notice you on the rocks and run over to you.

“Hey y’all!” You shout with a wave. “What’re y’all doin out? Isn’t school still in?” You question.

“It’s lunch and we wanted to hang out here since it isn’t too far from the school” Mike answers. You liked Mike he was smart. Kind. You liked all the losers. They treated you like a human.

“What happened to your eye?” Eddie asked skeptically.

“Had a run in with the corner of a shelf while I was working. My dog tripped me. No big deal.” You could tell that Billie, Beverly and Mike didn’t believe you, but everyone else took your lie, no problem.

“What is this place?” You finally ask.

“I-I-it’s the b-b-barrens. We hang out here somet-t-t-times.”

Interesting.

The group of you sit around for a minute and talk about life. It was peaceful. That was. Until you heard Henry and his goons, coming your way.

“Scatter!” Eddie whisper yells and all of you run in different directions. You run the same way as Beverly. She takes a hold of your hand as you both run through the woods in the direction of the school. As you and Beverly run Henry Bowers jumps out in front of you. You and Beverly jump from surprise and fear. You position her a little behind you and glower at Henry. He’s alone. You won’t let him hurt your friend.

“Nice shiner” he points to his own eye. “How’d you get it?” He mocks.

“None of your fucking BUISNESS” you grit your teeth on the last word. He knew how you got it. The fucker gave it to you. But on your life, no one else would know.

He stands and looks between you and Beverly for a Moment before running at you.

“BEVERLY RUN!” You yell and push her as you dodge Henry.

Beverly takes off in the direction of the road and you focus back on Henry, who’s staring at you like an animal. You both watch each other like the other one will kill you at any time. You weren’t gonna fucking sit and play obedient to this crazy fuck.

“You know,” Henry speaks. “That dirty old fucker came over yesterday. Yeah. He told me all about how he and you are-“ he reaches down and grabs his crotch through his pants. “Shaking the sheets. Every-“ a thrust of his hips. “Night.”

You laugh in his face. “Are you fuckin’ slow kid? Was it all those years of hick inbreeding or do you really just that stupid?” you laugh at him. You can tell you struck just the right nerve.

“FUCK YOU” he yells and lunges at you.

“¡CHINGA TU MADRE!” ( fuck your nother) you yell back at him as he knocks you over and pins you to the rocks. You knee him in the stomach hard enough to make him wheeze and flip over so you are on top of him. He loosens his hands from your pin and punches you in the sternum so you pick up a handful of dirt and toss it in his face, effectively blinding him. He headbuts you so hard you become momentarily dizzy. He flips you over again and takes you by your shoulders, pinning you to the rocks. He picks up the closest rock and positions his arm, ready to hit you. At this you kick him as hard as you can in the balls and once again flip on top of him. He’s so focused on the pain in his balls that you don’t even need to pin him as you punch him in the chest 5 or 6 times. Before you get off him you flip him over and shove his face into the water that, just a few moments ago, was so beautiful, clear, and still. You jump off him and get your things you dropped before running the same way Beverly did. You can hear him hacking and choking on the water as you run. You meet her at the bridge and all the others come running.

Ben tells you that his friends are still hot on their tail and you tell them to follow you. As fast as all of you could. You run to the center of town. They can fuck with you all they want. But they wouldn’t dare in broad daylight. Not with the cops patrolling the square like they were.

“Fuck” Eddie gasps. “What about our bikes?”

“Don’t worry, they were too worried about finding us to take our shit.” You try to calm him.

“What do we do?” Ben worries. “The school bell rings in 15 minutes, my mom will kill me if she gets a call saying I ditched 4th period.” He whines.

God you really don’t wanna do this. But they all look so worried and you don’t want them to get in trouble with their parents….fuck.

You pull out your phone and dial Kevin. He picks up on the first ring. “Wussup!” He yells goofily over the phone. “I was just about to call to-“ you cut him off.

“No time, Kevy, I need your help. My friends were having lunch while I was in town and they were attacked. We are at the town square. Please help us out.” You beg. The other side of the line goes quiet for a bit. Just as you were about to start begging you hear a shout from the other line.

“Everyone out, we are closed! Come back in 2 hours for a discount! Family emergency! I’ll be there in 3.” With that he hangs up. The members of the group stare at you before hugging you in thanks.

Just as he said he was there in 3 minutes with his truck. You all piled into the tailgate and Kenny rushed off to the school. Kenny may have broken some minor traffic laws but he got your friends there with 3 minutes to spare.

“Don’t y’all worry about the bikes. I’ll take care of it” you smiled again and waved to your friends as you got into the passenger side seat. You knew Kevin wanted to ask questions but he knew you wouldn’t give him the answers he wanted. You direct him back to the bridge and the pair of you hop out and scale down the steep hill of trees and leaves retrieving a bike each then going back down again 4 times until everyone’s bike is in the tailgate of the truck. That took like an hour. It was exhausting. Your white dress was covered in mud from the fight with Henry. What the fuck was that dudes problem? He’s gotta be majorly fucked in the head.

You and Kevin drove back to the school and put all the bikes except yours in the hidden bike rack. You texted Bev where they were with a photo and Kevin drove you home. He dropped you off and made you promise to keep killer by you for the rest of the day. You agreed. You went upstairs and stripped of all your nasty ass clothes before putting on a huge shirt and some shorts. You flopped down on the couch with some snacks and watched shitty cable for a few hours before you got a call from Beverly.

“Whassup?” you mumbled through a mouth full of chips.

“The boys wanted to say thanks for getting back the bikes. We all really appreciate it.”

“No problem. Did anything happen after you got back?”

“Not really? Henry and his goons didn’t come back to school for the day so we just assumed they ditched.” You could hear her shrug.

Interesting.

You could only imagine where they had gone. Nir that it was any of your business.

“I didn’t have time to check. Is everyone ok?” You ask.

“For the most part. We think they followed us from the school when lunch got out. Eddie had a panic attack because he wasn’t allowed to wash the mud off himself. Stanley and Ben have been jumpy all day, and Mike has a fractured wrist from Vic grabbing him.”

“Vic?”

“The skinny blonde one. The fat one who always wears a hat is Belch, and the tall one with long hair was Patrick.”

“Oh. Who the fuck names their kid Belch?” You say, thinking out loud.

Beverly giggles. “His real name is Reginald but everyone calls him belch because he… well, belches” she laughs.

You give a nose laugh and thank her for letting you know everyone was okay. The 2 of you hung up, and within minutes of the call ending Kevin came in with a little bag from the pharmacy. Tossing the bag to you he wanders over to his room and flops on the bed. You walk to the doorway and look at him.

“Ya want any food?” You gingerly ask.

“No thanks I just need to fuckin sleep.” He mumbles.

“Roger. Love you man, sleep tight” you holler behind you as you shut the door to his room. You walk upstairs with killer and empty the pharmacy bag onto the bed. Oh hell yeah. He got you a new tube of Arnica bruise cream because yours was half out, as well as some Bactine, cotton pads and bandages. Everything you needed to clean yourself up. You take the Arnica and rub it onto your black eye and the bruises on your arms and sternum. Then you spray the little cuts you have with bactine, then let them dry out. The cuts were so small you didn’t really need bandages. You lift the back of your giant shirt up to your shoulders to see if you had any bruises back there.

You didn’t.

Looking at your back in the mirror, you looked at your scars. Every scar your parents could inflict on you never faded. You run your finger across a particularly long scar and cringe. It was fully healed and didn’t hurt. But Every Time you touch it you remember how bad it did hurt.

You pull your shirt back down and get into bed. As you settle in you look at the clock. 8:00pm. The perfect time. To get the rest you needed to go back tomorrow. You snuggle up to killer and let yourself be gently lulled to slumber.

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You are woken up by the sound of killer growling at something making noise outside. You groan and look to the clock.

10:49 pm.

Not too late but sure as fuck not when you wanted to wake up. You get out of bed and put on your fluffy robe to go out to the balcony and check out the noise. You tell killer to calm down, and as usual he does but he continues to stare outside. You shut the balcony door behind you and just try to listen. In the distance you hear someone, a man, screaming his head off, he’s yellin and someone.

“Some crazy ole man is drunk and wakin up my dog for nothin.” You mumble to no one.

As you turn to head back inside you see something from the corner of your eye run across part of the property yard and into the farm shed.

Well shit. You slip on your shoes and ready yourself with a bat and a flashlight. You tell killer to stay and then you sneak out the front door. What the fuck were you doing? This is fucking scary! Anything could be in that shed and you’re fuckin “checkin it out”? This is how every hot white girl dies in the movies.

You try to calm your thoughts as you sprint to the shed.

Holy fuck it’s freezing out here. You sneak up to the shed and hide your flashlight against the skin of your tummy while you mentally countdown to opening the door. Bat in hand you count.

1

2

3

Boom! You swing the door open and point the light and bar at the inside of the shed. But no animal comes running out.

In the corner you see a boy. A boy in a familiar red sleeveless tee you saw earlier today.

“Holy shit. Henry?” He looks up at you with anger.

“Get the fuck away from me you fucking freak!” He screams at you.

You drop the bat and rush to his side with the flash light. “Are you okay?” You begin to scan him. His elbow goes into the side of your face as you try to look at him. The force of it sends you back. Hitting your back and head on the wall.

“Ah fuck.” You spit blood onto the floor of the shed before getting closer to him once more. As you approach him again he begins trying to hit you with both arms. His arms are flailing and hitting you so hard it’s difficult to think. Eventually you are able to get his arms and look at him,

“Fuck! Henry! Stop it!” You yell at him. “Let me make sure you’re okay. Then you can beat my ass all you want” you say in an unamused and seriously annoyed tone.

He calms down a little. You pick up the light he knocked out of your hands and you shine it on him. His face is bleeding and he has some serious bruises on his upper arms. A cut goes from his exposed shoulder into the back of his top. He has a small circular burn on the side of his neck almost covered by his hair. He’s shaking. You can’t tell if that’s because he’s cold or whoever just beat the tar outta him. You take off your fluffy robe and put it around his shoulders. His eyes move from the ground to you. He looks fucking pissed. Not that you care. He can be mad at you when you are done cleaning him up.

You stand up and reach out a hand for him.

“Yeah” he scoffs “like I’m fucking going with you.” He looks at the ground.

You huff. “It’s either you come with me to get cleaned up or I call the cops”

His head shoots to your directionz his eyes wide with fear. He quickly stands up and looks to the door as a sign he’s choosing to go with you. You wouldn’t have actually called the cops. You don’t really like cops. You just needed him up. You gently take his hand and lead him to the house. He doesn't exactly seem to enjoy your hand on his wrist given his frigid state. But he lets you drag him anyway.

[wonsohl]

say my name! 🌊 han yujin

synopsis: yujin x f!reader , white day episode , f!reader and yujin get together

you walk in to school 20 mins before other kids come in, your uncle was the vice principal of the school and would drop you off at school in the morning everyday.

you rush down the corridor and go into your home room.

unpacking your bag eagerly you lay out a chocolate carton and letter on anonymous table.

holding the letter dearly near your heart, you place it on your desk and run away with your bag unzipped, which was your biggest mistake.

you meet up with your friend before going inside school near the cafe.

you check your phone ;

8:17am

giving you and your fiend enough time to grab a takeaway ice coffee.

when you arrive to your homeroom, you notice a big crowd around yujin’s desk.

it felt like finally noticed your presence.

then you noticed your friend, ahyeon staring at you.

she whispers,

“look who is blushing” she says whilst pinching your cheeks.

you realise the heat on your cheeks and run out of class.

but then you bump it yujin and his group.

🤦🏻‍♀️ so cliche for what?..

you quickly look at him and run to the bathroom splashing cold water on your face burning down the heatness of your face.

“y/n!” ahyeon calls out chasing you to the bathroom.

“you made it so obvious!, he probs knows you like him!” she says hitting you on the head.

“sorry sorry, but it’s better he knows and can just reject me so i can move on!” you say patting your brushed head after ahyeon’s hitting.

you got back to class to see everybody has calmed down and went back to their own groups.

luckily no one stares at you or anything, except yujin.

from the corner of your eyes you can see him examining you.

then your teacher comes in, quieting down the class after the hectic crowds over yujin’s table.

during lesson you could feel yujin still staring at you with his big doe eyes.

and to be honest , you felt so happy knowing the guy whom you had admired for over a year has now finally embraced you?

after the bell rang ahyeon was already gone as she had to go to a badminton competition with a few other of your classmates leaving you alone.

you didn’t have any real friends other than ahyeon and everybody in your class already had their own friend groups.

so you took out your phone and went through your socials that’s until you found a shadow right in front you.

now, out of all the possible people who it could’ve been, it was yujin.

“so uhm, it was you?”

crap.

he caught you and you were done for good.

“haha, yes it was.”

then there was an awful silence.

a very PAINFUL silence.

“it’s ok, if you don’t like me back,

i undertand-“

then yujin hands you his name tag

both hands and eye closed whilst looking down.

“please y/n?, just this once”

you smiled taking the name tag off the boys hands who was scared for his dear life.

“yes yujin, i love you to”

now like was a very strong word, but love?

you officially took his young heart forever to keep.

he looked up blushing.

and with that,

you and yujin were always found together, hand by hand everyday every time.

“happily ever after”

- hvnyujiq 🫂

(giving your name tag in s.korea is like a confession, if you see the ‘say my name’ performance, you would see the members giving their name tags to the star creators as a confession! that’s what gave me the idea for this fic! always leave request in the comments :) don’t be afraid!)

[octaneink]

Hello Baby Can You Come Over

This is another Harry Lewis one, I think I wrote this after Ring RIng.

It uses the same name for the original character (Aurora) but I think I wrote her to be more of a person rather than the empty husk of the last one (this is moreso due to not having spent enough time developing the story) shes an overworked software engineer. The story was meant to unravel with her slowly learning to let loose, relax and be herself again. I don’t think I had romance at the front of this story when I thought of it, it was more so Aurora developing into herself and finding Harry on the way, if that makes sense?

Original female character x Harry Lewis

Tired bleary eyes behind silver framed rims stared back at her from the mirror. Aurora had just gotten out of the shower, the steam from the hot water fogging up the glass as she stepped out onto the cold tile floor. She quickly got dressed in her favorite tan joggers and a well-worn white crop top, pulling on a brown massive zip-up hoodie that was a size too big and hung in a way that made her look like a child in her father’s clothes. She brushed her fingers through her hair, taming the wild locks into submission with a clip, then slipping on a pair of bright red headphones to hold down any baby hairs that may have escaped, and slipped on her white trainers.

Making her way out of her room, she caught her eye on the full body mirror by door. Aurora barely recognized the reflection staring back at her - she looked like she hadn't slept in days and her clothes were frayed and worn, a far cry from the put-together woman she used to be. The comments her family, friends and co-workers made about her appearance didn’t really sink in until now.

Shaking her head, Aurora grabbed her keys and headed out into the bustling streets of London. She lived in a small, shared apartment on the outskirts of Central London, close enough to the action to be convenient but far enough away to avoid the crowds. As she walked, Aurora thought about her current predicament. She rarely went out anymore, spending most of her time holed up in her flat, working from home and saving her money. The days all blended together, forming a tangled ball of yarn that she couldn't seem to unravel. But today was different - Aurora had recently finished a big project so she took the rest of Friday off from work and she was determined to enjoy it.

Before she left the flat, she turned off her work laptop with the intention of heading out for some unhealthy food. Aurora was thankful that the company she was working for allowed you take off sometime during a workday if you’ve been working a lot. Who knew being one of the three senior developers in a small company would mean that you would have no more free time?

Aurora checked her phone for texts from her friends and started to reply to them methodically. Most were generic ‘How are you’ or ‘How's work going’ texts that she answered quickly. Looking up from her phone to the McDonald's she sighed displeased. There was a long queue leading out to the street. She joined behind a family of four and continued to text her friends. A new notification popped up at the top of her screen, it was a message from her friend Kon:

Are you free now? And will be free for the next three hours or so?

Aurora looked at it, then to the line in front of her that hadn’t moved in the last five minutes and replied:

Yes

Y?

What up?

We are one woman down, can you come down to film?

I’m waiting in line 4 maccies

I will buy you food

I’m not wearing seeing people clothes, I’m in joggers n oversized hoodie

The lads won’t care, some will find it hot I bet you

What lads r u on abt?

My bosses

U want me to be in the same video as ur bosses? U know how sus tht sounds man?

Not everyone is as dirty minded as you Rory

Aurora stared at the screen, then looked up again to the line. A soft ping from her phone made her look at Kon’s message again:

If you get here in the next 20 min, I will buy you sushi

I’ll get all your favourites plus throw in mochi

Aight. Bet. Whats ya addy

Aurora left the queue to flag down a taxi, getting another soft ping. It was the address. She climbed into the back of the taxi and showed him the address, “Can you get me here in under twenty minutes?” Aurora asked the driver.

She nodded, “I can get you there in half the time, honey.” Aurora let out a small yes, sat back and put on the belt. The two ladies talked on the way there, Aurora managed to learn that her driver was named Becca, forty-years old. She had four other siblings, and her eldest brother owned a bakery and café a few blocks from her house and told Aurora to go if she was interested.

Becca pulled up to a two-story bricked building with lots of cars parked outside. Aurora texted Kon she was outside and took out her wallet, “How much?”

“It’ll be fifteen pounds, love.” Aurora took out a twenty and handed it to Becca and started to get out the taxi. “Wait for your change, honey, I owe you five.”

Aurora paused, half her foot out the car and replied “Becca, you got me here in seven minutes. That five is a thank you for letting me get something from my friend. Please, keep it.” Becca smiled and said thank you. Aurora left the car, closed the door, waved once and the walked to what she thought to be the entrance.

She was proven right when the door opened and Kon stepped through, waving at her. “Hey, thanks for coming in such short notice. Really quickly too. And don’t worry, I ordered the sushi already. Figured you’d be hungry. When did you last eat?” they hugged and stepped into the warm studio. Aurora looked around the room seeing lots of women sitting on the sofa, a tall bar, four barstools, a coffee bar and what she thinks are employees like Kon doing their jobs.

“Does coffee two hours ago count?”

“No. Of course not, Rory.”

“Then lunch yesterday.” Kon sighed and dragged us to the coffee station.

“Fuck sake Rory.” He reaches under the coffee station, rummages through something, pulls it out and hands it to Rory. Aurora looked at it, it was a protein bar, she opened it. He then took out the pot with the brewed coffee and placed it inside one of the mugs, handing it to her when he finished, “Is it your job again?” Aurora nodded, stuffing half the bar into her mouth and biting it. She finished chewing, swallowed and drank a gulp of the lukewarm coffee.

“Yea, I’ve been working a lot of overtime the past week. I’ve finally programmed it to be put into production and sent off to the testers. Because I’ve done so much overtime, I can basically take half days for the next two weeks, and they can’t complain about it.”

“You really need to find a new job, Rory. That or stay in this job, but stop letting them push you around so much.” Kon looked like he was going to start ranting, so Aurora interrupted him.

“I know, I know. Trust me, I’ve started looking. I’ve even been to some interviews already. I’ll quit when I definitely get a job that I like.” he looked ready to ask more, but she barrelled on, “Now, tell me what I signed myself up for.”

Kon nodded and led her to the bar, and they pulled out the stools and sat, “So basically it's tinder in real life for a YouTube video.” Aurora choked on the rest of the protein bar, she coughed, took the coffee and drank it, washing down the bar.

“Kon, you gotta tell me these things before, man. I look horrible.”

He rolled his eyes, “Shut up you look fine. Anyways, you need to walk up to those stairs, go stand by the feet, face the camera introduce yourself and where you’re from, and then decide yes or no on the guys depending on what they say to you. At the end of it, you need to tell them why you said no. You’d be the last one up there, so I’m sure you can listen in if it will make you feel less nervous.”

Aurora nodded. “Cool, can I give a reply to what they tell me? Make a little conversation and the like, or just send them off?”

"You can do whatever you want, Rory. Just keep in mind, some of these lads have a girlfriend." he said. Aurora looked at him puzzled, "The fuck they doin this for then?"

Kon shrugged, a small smile playing on his lips. "Content. The fans demand it. Or for the craic, as you say. Take your pick." His phone chimed, and he glanced down at it before looking back up at Aurora. "Sushi's here, I'll grab it, and then we can chat a bit more before I have to head back upstairs. I stepped out to get you, and I can't go back in until the girl up there is finished." Aurora watched as Kon walked out the door to retrieve the sushi. Her mind was filled with doubts about the upcoming shoot. She had always been there for Kon, mostly providing online support because of her busy schedule, and creating websites for him when he asked. She was scared, if she was being honest. Aurora knew that if she wasn't so tired and hungry, she would be quaking in her boots and sprinting out the door. But in her current state, she felt untouchable. Maybe she should have more coffee to wake up a bit more. She didn't want to say something on camera that would make her look foolish. The sound of a paper bag being placed on the table brought her attention back to Kon. "Are you alright there? You seemed deep in thought," Kon asked, concern etched on his face.

She thanked him for the food, pulling it out and laying it in front of them, took one of the chopsticks and passed the other one to him. She waited for him to take it before replying, “I’ll be honest with you Kon, I have slept a total of six hours since Monday.” she looked at him, and she wondered what he saw, if the exhaustion she felt reflected on her face.

“You already know what I will say.” Aurora did, she’s lost count of the amount of times they have had this conversation. Sometimes she thinks that is the reason they don’t meet up in person any more, they would end in uncomfortable silence. She missed their childhood, it seemed easier then. “So I will keep this short, please go home after this Aurora.” He used her full name, he was being serious, “Don’t do anything. Not even housework, just sleep.” Aurora nodded, feeling chided.

“Hand on heart Kon,” she placed her hand on her heart, “I will do just that.” They ate in silence for a beat before she spoke up quietly “Thanks Kon, I mean it honestly. We should catch up soon. Properly this time. How’s tomorrow evening sound?”

Kon hummed and held up a finger, chewing and swallowing the bite of nigiri he was eating, then answering, “I said I would be drinking with the lads and their missus, but I can ask if you can tag along.”

Aurora shook her head “Are you mad? I can’t come uninvited.” Kon rolled his eyes and replied “Don’t be dramatic Rory, I just invited you.” she sputtered trying to come up with a reply when a girl walked down the stairs, Kon stood up, took one more nigiri and said “Alright, see you up there. You got it, Rory.” With one last pat on her shoulder, he walked off and up the stairs. Aurora stared at the stairs where he disappeared, mouth gaped, she had more questions. Closing her mouth, she faces the platter again, unlocks her phone and start up some music again. Hard bass start up, enough to distract her from where she is but still be able to hear if someone called her up.

Swiping on her phone, Aurora continued to eat the sushi while trying to ignore the uncomfortable feeling of being stared at. The next hour or so passed like that, she heard the team beckon the girls upstairs. As more names are called she felt more relaxed, she finished the meal a while ago and cleaned up after herself. Placing all the rubbish in the bag it came in and threw it in a bin provided, she even ate one of the matcha mochi Kon surprisingly bought her. She decided to keep the other in her hoodie pocket to give to Kon after the shoot. It was tradition to split dessert with who ever bought it. Aurora stared blankly at her phone not really paying attention to it, she was more hyper aware of the staircase and the women that were there but have long gone, having left the building after their shot.

“Oi Rory, get up here.” Kon’s voice came from the stairs. Snapping to attention, she took a deep breath, and walked to the stairs. On the way there, she slipped her phone into her pocket, turned down her music and tucked her headphones around her neck, making sure to pull out any hair that was trapped under it. It felt like she blinked, and she was almost on the top of the stairs, she could just about see the mark she was meant to stand on, several people and lots of equipment. “Hello.” she said.

“That’s your Rory?” She tried not to focus on the lads lining up where she would stand along. She especially didn’t want to think of the hush that followed, then murmuring that she couldn’t understand fully due to the blood pumping around her ears.

Aurora fiddled with the rings on her hands as she walked up to the spot on the floor, spotting Kon by one of the cameras adjacent to her. He waved, pointing to the camera closest to him, and mouthed ‘This one’ to her. Aurora let out a small relieved smile, took a calming breath, hoped that her voice didn’t betray how nervous she really felt.

“Hi everyone,” she waved “I’m Aurora, but you can call me Rory, twenty-three, and I live in London.” she then faced the—she counted quickly in her head, ten lads in front of her. “Evening lads, how’s everyone today?”

Someone towards the back piped up, she didn’t really see who it was that said “Fantastic. Thank you for asking, starting to get really hungry though, not gonna lie. Only one other person asked you know. Bit rude.” the man was ignored by the surrounding lads.

Aurora, still fiddling with the rings on her hands smiled at the guy in front of her, he was taller than her, dark skinned, notably wore a white hoodie, and a black bandana. She waited for him to say a pickup line like Kon said but when he opened his mouth and said “I’m KSI.” with his arms spread wide, she was confused. She heard the lads and especially Kon laugh up-roaringly.

“Um,” Aurora pushed up her glasses, “sorry, I thought I was supposed to hear a pickup line.” the man in-front of her stared open-mouthed. A short man pushed his head to the side to peak at her and said “Wait do you not know who he is?” she shook her head and replied “Not a clue, sorry.”

KSI turned to Kon and yelled, “What the fuck man? What did you tell her?” a ginger man with glasses pipped up and said, “Fuck all, apparently.” then he let out a loud infectious laughter that soon everyone was laughing along. Aurora couldn’t help but join in, she had no clue what exactly they found funny, but she was sleep-deprived enough to not care.

“Alright, sorry. Let’s try that again. I’m JJ, twenty seven years old and do you like sleep?” he asked.

“Yes, I do.”

“What a coincidence, I do too.” a wide smirk stretched across his face “We should sleep together.”

Aurora hummed “Lovely line, but no.” she swiped, pointing to the big white glowing sign that said no.

“What why not?” He sounded angry but didn’t look it, walking slowly to the no. “You said you like sleep.”

“I love sleep, I really do. But does it look like I’ve had much of it recently?” She took one hand pointed and pointed to her face, more specifically under her eyes, “I’ve had a total six glorious hours of sleep since Monday.”

He whipped back around shocked, “Damn bitch, get some sleep.”

Aurora can’t imagine how deranged she looks when the noise that came out of her mouth plus the “I’m trying.” she focused on the next man in line, he was shorter than JJ and gave off a boyish smile “Hi I’m Vik, twenty five and, uh I wrote a poem for you. Would you like to hear it?” she nodded. “Roses are red, violets are blue. I’ve got a knife, get in the back of the van.” She laughed, the type you would let out when you are too shocked to do anything else. Looking around the room, she saw that many others were also reacting with shocked laughter. It was clear that the joke had caught everyone by surprise, and they were all struggling to process what they had just heard. An unknown man voiced out “What the fuck Vik?” from the line.

“Uh,” Aurora started, hand raising like she was asking a teacher in school a question, “is there an answer where I won’t get stabbed or trafficked?” the group erupted into fits of giggles and guffaws. Some people doubled over, clutching their sides as they laughed uncontrollably. “I’ll just walk to no for you.” Vik walked over to the no side as he talked.

Aurora looked at the next man in line, the notable thing about him was he was tall and had a beard. “Hi I’m Josh, and I’m twenty eight.” she waved at him “Do you like sharks because I've got a megla-dong.” Booing started up from the surrounding lads, JJ from the side started yelling about not being original. And the ginger man she heard yell at Kon earlier started to yell “Come up with your own fucking joke Zerka.”

She waited for them to calm down before asking him “Do you want to go again or?” she dragged out the ‘r’ and she shook his head and walked to no. “Wow cool.” Another tall boy walked up to her, this time the notable thing about him was his lanky figure and a black bomber jacket.

“I’m Simon, I’m twenty eight and I gotta say the only thing I hate about Spotify is not adding you in this week's hottest single.” Aurora gasped, hand clutched over her heart “Gah that was so cute.” she swiped yes “Go, go, go!” Simon walked off, first to the yes side, a smug smile was sent over to the three over at no.

I focused once again on the guy in front of me, this time the most notable thing of the guy was his durag and a kind smile “Hi I’m Chunks, twenty four and I have to say, if I had a flower for every time I think of you, I could walk in my garden forever.” a gooey smile broke through Aurora’s face “Awww, thank you Chunks.” she pointed to the yes side, and they all celebrated “That’s all of them!” Chunks yelled, while doing a little dance to the yes, “You lot need to get on my level.” Simon was waiting with his hand out, ready for a high five, Chunks raised his hands, and they met in the middle with a loud slap.

“I’m Tobi, I’m twenty seven and I just have one question,” she motioned for him to go on, “apple or orange juice?” The lads started going on again about re-using the same line “Listen lads I’m starving, sorry if I can’t think of original material.”

“Apple.” Aurora answered and asked him “Why?” he didn’t say anything, he just gave her a happy nod and walked to the yes side. She watched perplexed but let him be.

“You just gonna let him go?” it was the ginger man’s turn now, and he didn’t look too happy with her decision of letting him go, she shrugged and said “He took charge and made his own choice. I respect that.” he smirked and started to walk to yes “No,” He stopped, “Tobi at least introduced himself and gave something. You need to try too.”

He rolled his eyes, walked back and said “Names Ethan, I’m twenty five and I’m feeling a little peckish, you got any almonds?” Aurora shook her head, “No? Well how about a date?” Aurora gasped again, “Damn that was one smooth line you know. Yes.” He jogged to the other two and gave them both high-fives. He then faced the people on the no side and threw up, what Aurora assumed to be gang signs and gloated being on the yes.

A really tall man walked up next and said “Hi I’m Harry Pinero, HP, I’m twenty nine.” He pulls his left arm to his chest and pushed back his sleeve, “My watch tells me things about other people and it says you’re not wearing any panties.” he tapped his wrist, notably having no watch, making Aurora laugh “Sorry to say Harry, but it’s wrong I am.” he nodded slowly “Hm, must be fast.” he then pretended to adjust his watch. He then looked up slowly and raised a brow. A slow smile spread on Aurora’s face and she let out a laugh, “Yes, the non existent prop is hilarious.” He laughed, thanked her and walked smugly to the other lads.

Aurora watched amused, only two people were left now, a short man and a blonde man. “Hi I’m Filly, twenty five and I just have to say, eres tan hermosa que me dejas sin palabras.” The lads around him complained about the Spanish, but Aurora replied “Me halagas, gracias, era lindo pero aburrido. ¿Pero qué habrías hecho si no supiera español?” He gasped, a delighted smile stretched across his face “Sí, puedo hablar y entenderlo.”

“¿Cuánto tiempo? ¿Cómo lo aprendiste?”

“Un año, lo aprendí porque estaba aburrido.”

“Pensé que eras español, ya sabes. ¿De dónde eres?”

“No lo soy, soy mixto, filipino y desconocido.”

“Y no creas que pasé por alto esa parte de que fuera aburrido. Me gustaría ver que lo hagas mejor.”

Aurora smirked, mind running trying to think of something good, “Está bien, esperaba escuchar algo así.” She then looked him in the eyes then said “Si fuéramos marcas, yo sería Nike y tú serías McDonald's, porque yo lo haría y tú lo adorarías.“

She could tell he shocked Filly with her pick-up line, his mouth was gape, and he stared at her in surprise. After a beat of silence, he let out a burst of surprised laughter. "I can't believe you just said that." he said, trying to catch his breath after laughing so hard.

“We’re gonna need a translation, lad.” The man behind Filly said, “Don’t worry to the viewers at home though because there will be subtitles.”

“I gave her a cheesy line, she said what I would have done if she didn’t know Spanish, then she said she could do better and said one of the most outrageous shit. I didn’t expect it out of her. I don’t know why Kon wanted us to be nice when she can say shit like that.”

“What did she say?” Ethan asked. Filly turned to me, looked me up and down and gave me a judgemental look that’s obviously fake then said “Go on, say that filthy thing.” Aurora shrugged and said “Ok, I told him if we were brands I'd be Nike, you'd be McDonald's cuz I'd be doing it, and you'd be loving it.”

Laugher rang through the studio, though the man behind Filly spoke up “Ah that’s not too bad.” Aurora nodded, snapped and pointed at him “YES! He’s correct, I could have gone the second route, which was to say are you treasure? Cuz I'd love to hunt you down and share you between my men.” The laughter stopped. There was a shocked silence in the studio. The sound of someone’s breathy laughter echoed through the empty room, breaking the silence. It was like a domino effect, everyone was laughing along as well. Despite the initial shock, the laughter continued to build as they all tried to make sense of the situation. It was a mix of amusement and disbelief, and it felt like the room was buzzing with excitement. As the laughter subsided, she couldn't help but shake her head in amazement. It was unexpected, she didn’t think they would find her joke that funny. 

“Oh, before I forget, it's a yes for you. Gracias por hablar conmigo.” Filly celebrated while walking off to the yes. Something along the lines of finally getting on yes while JJ is on the no.

The blonde man behind Filly stepped up. He looked nervous, “Hi, I’m Harry. I’m twenty seven,” he paused, Aurora could see the internal struggle reflecting on his face. Harry fidgeted with his hands and shifted his weight from one foot to the other, clearly nervous about telling the pick-up line. When he finally spoke, “Are you a bowl of milk? Cuz I'd like to put you on the floor and lap that shit up.” He kept going, his eyes locked on Aurora's as he delivered the line.

Aurora's eyes widened in shock. For a moment, she couldn't believe what she had heard. But then, to her surprise, she found herself laughing. "I can't believe you just said that," she said, still giggling, "but it was actually good." she pointed to the yes, he stared at her in shock. The other people in the studio started to laugh from the sheer surprise that Aurora hadn't been offended by it.

“No to Vik because I am scared to be trafficked,” said man nodded and said, “Fair enough.” Aurora continued, “Josh is a no because he apparently re-used a pick-up line and willingly walked to no. And no to JJ because you rubbed in what I couldn’t have.”

“That’s fair yea.” JJ nodded and the surrounding two agreed.

Aurora zoned out for a bit, standing there as the lads celebrated the end of the video. She started to focus again when she saw Kon walk towards her “Hey, thanks again for this.” she waved one hand to say it's not a bother, and with the other she reached into her pocket and pulled out the mochi, “Don’t worry, it was fun. Got to leave the flat and free food. Here’s your half, by the way.” and placed it into his hand.

“So what will you be up to after this? Can I tempt you with more food?” She shook her head and took out her phone and started to book an Uber to take her back to her flat “Thanks for the offer Kon, but I’m heading back to the flat and just crashing. I’m beat.” he nodded and shrugged, “That’s fair, see you tomorrow then.” Aurora looked at her phone, the Uber won’t get there for another ten minutes, “Is there anything I can do to help before I go? I don’t mind giving a hand.” she offered.

Kon shook his head and waved her off. "No, no, that's okay. We've got it covered. You just go home and get some rest. You need it," he said, grinning. Aurora nodded and rolled her eyes at his jab, she couldn’t help but smile softly, feeling a wave of gratitude wash over her. "Okay, thanks, Kon. I'll see you soon," she said, before turning to walk down the stairs to wait for her Uber.

But before she could take another step, her friend Kon stopped her. "Where are you going?" he asked, sounding confused. Aurora turned to face him, feeling confused at his confusion. "I'm going to wait for my Uber outside. It's on its way, and I don't want to miss it," she replied, her tone as confused as she felt.

Kon's eyes narrowed and he raised a very judgemental brow. "You're going to wait outside? In this cold? Are you mad?" he asked, his voice filled with disbelief. Aurora blinked at him "I'm not crazy, Kon. I don’t want to be in anyone’s way and miss my ride." she said as if it was obvious.

Kon shook his head. "You're being stupid, Aurora. You’re not in anyone’s way. Plus, you're going to freeze out there. Come on, wait downstairs where it's warm," he said, taking her arm and steering her towards the stairs. Aurora followed him without complaint as they walked down the stairs. As she settled onto the couch in the lobby while watching him walk back up to the chaotic top floor, she couldn't help but feel happy with her choice of friend. “Text me when you get back to the flat right.”

“Will do boss.” She called up the stairs. Sitting on the couch made Aurora aware of how exhausted she felt. Her mind felt like a deep fog settled and she was pretty sure she hadn’t blinked until her phone vibrated signalling her Uber has arrived. She walked out of the studio and settled into the backseat of the car, feeling grateful to finally be on her way to the flat.

As the Uber made its way through the city, Aurora found herself drifting in and out of consciousness. She was so tired that she could barely keep her eyes open. She tried to focus on the passing buildings and street signs, but it was all a blur. She felt like she blinked and suddenly the car was pulling up outside her flat.

Aurora thanked the driver and stumbled out of the car to make her way inside her flat. She fumbled with her keys, trying to unlock the door. Finally, she managed to get it open and walked inside. She took off her shoes, slipped her feet into a pair of slippers, and made sure the front door was locked and bolted before walking to her bedroom. She collapsed onto her bed, barely managing to text her friend to let her know she was home before falling into a deep sleep.

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Translation (as provided by Google Translate)

You are so beautiful that you leave me speechless. → Eres tan hermosa que me dejas sin palabras. 

That was cute, bit boring but cute. But what happened if I didn't know Spanish? → Eso era lindo, un poco aburrido pero lindo. Pero ¿qué pasaría si no supiera español?

You can speak Spanish? → ¿Puedes hablar Espahish?

Yes, I can speak and understand it. → Sí, puedo hablar y entenderlo.

How long? How did you learn? → ¿Cuánto tiempo? ¿Cómo lo aprendiste?

A year, picked it up because I was bored. → Un año, lo aprendí porque estaba aburrido.

I thought you were Spanish you know. Where are you from? → Pensé que eras español, ya sabes. ¿De dónde eres?

I'm not I'm mixed, Filipina and unkown. → No lo soy, soy mixto, filipino y desconocido.

And don't think I missed that part about it being boring. I'd like to see you do better. → Y no creas que pasé por alto esa parte de que fuera aburrido. Me gustaría ver que lo hagas mejor.

Alright, I was expecting to hear something like this. → Está bien, esperaba escuchar algo así.

If we were brands I'd be Nike, you'd be McDonald's cuz I'd be doing it and you'd be loving it → Si fuéramos marcas, yo sería Nike y tú serías McDonald's, porque yo lo haría y tú lo adorarías

I didn't know how to progress from this. I had originally written something that followed Aurora meeting the full gang in a restaurant the day after, but I have no idea what to do after it, and I just stopped.

[chronically-enthusiastic]

HI ELIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

you like podcasts, right?

do you have any recommendations? so far i've been listening to all vampires are gay and it's pretty cool but you have a great taste in Things so i thought you might have some suggestions :D

i love you <3

A;S.DKLJFASKJDF SO MUCH EXCITEMENT RIGHT NOW AND i CANT COPE HEHEHEALKSJFHALJ AGAGGGGGHSDFSFFFFFFHHHHHHHHHHHHH

*dies*

Okay.......... *composes myself, adjusts blazer and tie, pulls out a briefcase and begins*

Hmm this post got a lil out of hand so here's a read break for anyone who doesn't want to hear me talk for *copies and pastes into google docs to count the words* 800 words about fiction podcasts :DDDD

Sooo! I have not listened to all vampires are gay, but have read the podcast description so I know a little about what you are looking for....

Audio dramas (In order of how similar to AVAG I think they probably are):

Where The Stars Fell is a dark supernatural podcast (I had to stop listening bc it got too dark....) that seems very similar? I don't remember much and didnt listen enough to get a proper feel for it.... check it out and see!!

I listened to a like 20 episodes of Welcome to Night Vale before that one got too dark - but it is very popular on this website and each ep is kinda like a news report. Its set in a weird town where lots of supernatural things happen and almost every conspiracy theory is true there.

The Unseen Podcast has a *very* cool format. Each episode is kinda a monologue from a different person each week. It talks about their individual experiences in a fantasy world and it has SUCH a cool magic system!! Please listen to this/do more research..... I've spent like 45 mins on this post at this point (I haven't written it in order, this is one of the last parts im writing) and I'm tired so can't really explain it properly.... Sorry!!! But I loved the non-dark episodes of that!!! (they had content warnings so I only listened to the ones with reasonable content warnings)

Civilised is an improvised science fiction dark comedy show about a ship stranded on a planet and strange things ensue. I listened to the first few series but then from what I remember it got a little too dark for me. (my threshold is very low fyi). I listened to that one a while ago so don't have much else to say, check out the first few eps if it sounds interesting!!

We Fix Space junk is again a dark comedy sci fi show (also a dystopia kind of) about scavengers in space! Again, listened to it ages ago so I don't remember much....

The amelia project is kind of a surreal (maybe?) show about a company that fakes people's deaths. Each episode is framed as an interveiw. So far it has 72 episodes, and it has just come to the end of the 2nd part of the 5th series! The first series is very much a collection of semi-unrelated stories but the plot begins to unfold in S2, and *lots* of things start to happen in S3 onwards!! My personal favourite!!!

Wooden Overcoats is a comedy podcast about a funeral home run by Rudyard and Antigone Funn, two probably autistic, probably a-spec, characters. Eric Chapman opens another funeral home and its kinda about their rivalry but also how they kinda cant live without each other and if any of that sounds even remotely interesting please please please listen because it is truly hilarious and excellently written and produced!!!!! It is finished with 4 seasons. My other favourite!!!!

Alba Salix is a fantasy show that is very very fun!! Again, I listened to it a while ago so I don't have much to say bc I can't remember, but it has quite a similar feel to BBC Merlin I think? With more fairies and magic though. I remember loving it very much. I should probably relisten soon!! This is from the website:

"Farloria’s Royal Physician has her work cut out for her. As head witch and the only regular staff member at the new House of Healing, Alba’s got an endless lineup of patients and a bickering King and Queen to please. Fortunately, help is on the way. Unfortunately, that help is from Magnus, a troublesome young ex-monk and aspiring surgeon, and Holly, an accident-prone fairy herbalist."

Forgive Me is a comedy about a father (the religous type, not a parental figure) who runs a church and each episode is framed as a confession in the catholic church. It's not very religous-y and does point out some of the problems with religion etc. Its quite lighthearted from what I remember? The amelia project did a crossover episode with them!

WOW this post got very long! I will put a read break to shorten it........ oops!! I like podcasts very very much.... heheeeee

These are all the fiction podcasts I have listened to (I think? there are probably more that I have forgotten about....) but if you want any non-fiction ones I have a lot more to talk about heheee!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Love you too Echo!!! And thank you for inadvertently letting me infodump about a special interest for this long!!!!!!!!!!!!

[blueberryjam1201]

The Moon movie

Director: Kim Yong-Hwa

Producer: Choi Ji-Sun

Release Date: August 2, 2023

Runtime: 129 min.

Distributor: CJ Entertainment

Country: South Korea

Cast: Doh KyungSoo, Sol KyungGu, Hong SeungHee, Kim HeeAe

Finally, I was able to watch this breathtaking movie and I wish to share a couple of words.

All under the cut together with few snaps🍪🍪🍪

If you still haven’t watched, please take note this review consists of many spoilers!

Enjoy!❤️

First couple of minutes we learned about past events, which was a great idea because we would not waste time later with explanations.

Woori - the lunar spaceship is heading for the moon together with three astronauts. However, an unfortunate accident occurs, and two of them lose their lives, leaving SunWoo - the main character alone in space, fighting for life.

Accidents are happening one after another. An eventful two-hour movie run is holding us at the end of our seats almost all the time! SunWoo is receiving indescribable help and thanks to that he survives.

Now, I'll write my personal opinion which is both Yes and Nay nay.

The positive part:

Firstly, I am in love with this movie's visuals and animation. I could make a screenshot for most of the views and places, print it on a canvas and hang it on the wall all over my home!

Smart choice of music used.

Actors are a heaven. I am KyungSoo biased, but they all had a big impact on the script.

If we're talking about THE acting that made us forget how to breathe, then it will definitely be KyungSoo, Kyunggu and HeeAe! All three were fabulous and carried this movie on their back.

If we are speaking about the comedy side, yes we had it! Special thanks to Jo HanChul who made sure to make us smile every time he is on the screen.

...and! Hong SeungHee, this girl! She made me laugh a lot, but her character was a crucial part of the main plot. Her ideas were like a breath of fresh air. And even if she every time made us laugh, thanks to her SunWoo was able to be heard by the world. Recording his voice and streaming it on YouTube. Funny but at the same time the most effective.

I hope she and KyungSoo will have a drama together in the near future.

The Nay nay:

As I mentioned before, this is my personal. I didn't like the way SangWon died. He was badly injured so should be e.g. floating powerlessly and speaking with SunWoo by communicator, but he just stood next to the widow, which was weird. And the way they talked was a little comical, I laughed inside...

I didn't like the timing of the scene when SunWoo was upset with ex-director, blaming his father's death on him and acting like a spoiled brat. I get it! But, just a few seconds ago he was crying, fighting for life and survived thanks to this man! Maybe it's just me but this doesn't seem in place.

That's not a bad point, just a side note - don't expect a thirsty, cold-blooded, heartbreaking thriller.

This movie was made for everyone and I was totally happy with this. Take your son, mother, grandmother, husband, or whoever you wish to!

Summary:

The scene where SunWoo is landing on a near side of the moon will make everyone tear up, I guarantee! I have many favourite scenes but the last 20 minutes including the post-credit scene I can count as one long favourite.

If you are looking for this kind of drama which will take you for a long space journey, with an eventful plot and no filler scenes, top notch actors, and gold jokes then I recommend this movie for you!

It will stay for a long time on my favorite list.

Meanwhile, thanks for reading.

If you made it to the end, please check the caps below and leave a heart ❤️

Thanks!

[itsmeevie01]

tonight, I finally cried.

under the cut, i am going to go into more detail.

i live in Greene County, TN.

Thursday night I drove home in torrential rains, fighting to stay on the roads and trying not to lose my spot on the roads to a semi.

Friday, I started work like normal, lost power an hour in, and clocked out an hour and a half in. watched the clouds follow the mountains and tried to stay positive.

at this point all I knew was that the national parks had been evacuated sometime the night before. my grandpa was in the city getting a blood transfusion to help combat his Leukemia. late afternoon we go down to the river to check the levels. they are higher than I had ever seen them. dangerously so. we went home, checked on my diabetic grandmother, and charged our phones in the car. I started to contact family and tell them we are ok, just no power.

That evening we go back down to the river to check the levels. people in the neighborhood who live on the river roads are evacuating. the river has climbed again. as we watch the river rise, I see it take out trees. I wandered closer, and watched the power lines to the water intake station for the county go under. as we watch, one of the water commission guys says that without that station, we will run out of water, and soon. the water station is mostly under water already. hay bales are rolling down the river, and I choose to laugh to stave off crying. I don’t have time for that sort of breakdown.

My great aunt has been in contact once. They live 20 min away, and have power. No internet.

Throughout this time, I stay in contact with my mom. if everything goes to shit, she will be the contact point for the rest of the family. my grandpa and I rush home to start preparing to run out of water. he rushes to the store. Walmart is having a sale on flats of water. I fill up pots, pans, all the water bottles and vases I can find. the tub gets filled up. this is what will make sure we can flush toilets here soon. after I get my grandma started on the same thing upstairs, I run to the store and puck up more flats of water, and some gallons. just in case. my Florida training is coming back. I treat this like I am prepping for a hurricane. Grandpa comes back with water - I come back with water and nonperishable food. he hadn’t even thought about what we were going to do for food - remember there is no power.

That night we go back to the river. it has flooded the intersection and has reached the higher of the two river roads. we were told the river would peak at 3 am. later, as we listen to the radio in the car, our phones charging and the AC blasting, the county commission says we have two days’ worth of water for the county - our water intake facility is underwater and has no power. all the bridges in the county have been closed - they are either gone or need to be assessed to see if they will hold anyone’s weight. my grandparents go to bed at 10. the new peak is 1 am. I stay up until 2:30, reading on my kindle and sitting by a candle. the windows are open to combat the heat. every 30 min I take a lap around the house. I’m making sure the water isn’t going to reach us. at 3 am, I finally pass out in bed. I don’t sleep well, because I can’t get cool enough to sleep.

Saturday morning my grandpa gets it in his head we should go out for breakfast. he wakes me up at 11, ready to face the day. I fall asleep in the air-conditioned car, as he and grandma drive around and realize that all the restaurants are closed. I knew this was coming - we are on a conserve water order, and half the county has no power. we go to the Publix deli, and while the sandwiches are made, I pick up energy drinks. if I’m out of power, I can’t make coffee. I need the caffeine to maintain the level of energy needed when I have two diabetic grandparents who have never weathered a hurricane to take care of. we meander back home and watch the water recede. one of the houses, we later find out, had 8 ft of water. many others have lost everything in their basements. many sat outside their homes to defend against looters, even as they watched the water take everything.

I go to besties apartment. she is frantic with panic, worried that grandpa, grandma, and I have drowned being so close to the river. I assure her that we are safe. there is a flood plain that would have to fill before we got flooded. if that happens, we have bigger problems. she has power, water, and internet. I charge everything and submit all my assignments for school early. Washington county still has everything running like normal - I take her out to eat as a thank you. our leftovers will be my dinner.

My great aunt stops by while I am out – the barn, the owner, and all the horses are fine. No one can get out to them. my great uncle will try again tomorrow. They no longer have cell service at their house. They have food and are preparing to go without water.

when I get home, there is almost no light left. I put a candle in every room and open all the windows - it is still too hot for me. I pace through the house and call my mom again to check in. dad and I talk for two hours. it is a relief to not have to hold anything together. by this point I am scrolling through my least favorite apps - Facebook and Twitter (or x or whatever). there are calls for help. calls to look for the missing. questions about our neighbors in NC. worries about everyone who hasn’t been heard from since Thursday night. the Appalachian region is in chaos.

Sunday I sleep in then go back to doom scrolling on my phone. mid afternoon, I pack all my chargeables and head to another friends. her boyfriend is laid up on the couch. he just started chemo, and his hospital has been evacuated. he will have to go north for treatment on Monday. they still don’t know which hospital he will be at. his parents are stuck on the other side of the river. we don’t know if the bridges out there are stable yet or not.

I get a call from grandma- we have power again! this means power is restored to the water intake station at the end of our street. they can start working on replacing the pumps and work to get water back! as I talk to her I scroll through Facebook, again. there in back and red, I see the post - GREENE COUNTY IS OUT OF WATER ALL THATS LEFT IS IN THE PIPES. fuck.

I go home to see that we do, in fact have power again. after making sure I am prepared for when the water in the pipes runs out, I crash. I am running on fumes already.

I spend half the night throwing up into the sink. there is no water to wash my mouth out with or to wash down the sink. they are predicting we could be out of water for up to two weeks. I cant waste water on my chest being congested.

Monday, I wake up early. I water my plants and make coffee. now that power is back, I can do that. I check in on the upstairs crew. they are fine. grandma is sewing again, and grandpa has made a run to replace the food lost so grandma can cook for tonight. I put on makeup for the first time in almost a week. I put on nice jeans and a decent shirt. I pack all the empty water bottles into a spare reusable bag. I pack myself into the car and go to school Hella early.

I go and wash my hands with soap and water. I get coffee. I set up in the student lounge. I film my midterm for my grad program. I cannot allow my grades to slip during all of this. I have 100s in all my classes, and this will not stop me. we walk to grab food after we finish filming. we get back in time to set up shop for our six hours of class tonight. during our break I fill every single water bottle up. I wont have a chance again until Thursday. I see evacuated Tusculum students arrive on campus and look around. after class, I make sure I have everything I need and use the bathroom one more time and scrub my hands vigorously. I will be back on the hand sanitizer once I get home.

the drive home isn’t too bad. this morning 81 was a shit show. besties 1:15 drive took over 2 hours to get to school today. mine was full of people who were going 15 under in the left lane, and people who were trying to race. when I finally get home, I take the pizza I got near school and put it in the oven to reheat. I put my water supplies away and take out the trash. miraculously, the trash pick-up is still on for tomorrow.

I continue to scroll. there are reports and videos of TEMA telling people to go away. they are trying to confiscate donations and are trying to chase off volunteers. in the volunteer state. people from Canada have come to help, but our own government won’t even bother to let the people who want to help in. there are rumors that they are trying to ARREST the people who are using their own helicopters to survey damage, rescue others, and bring in supplies. one video I saw was a T1 diabetic receiving insulin via drone that a friend was able to fly to them. the only way things will be accessible is if we make them so. emergency response has decided not to help, the people of Appalachia have taken it on themselves.

I continue to scroll, and I see the video that finally makes me cry. Governor Ron DeSantis of FL has requested that all aid be sent to the WNC and ETN areas that have been affected. he states that FL has requested the aid they need. he said that the Appalachian region needs the help more. in his words "at least here we can get around on boats. they don’t even have that". I watch the video three times. I end up crying so hard that I almost make myself sick. I can finally feel the dread, despair, devastation, and fear that I have been pushing down for days. I start shaking so hard I have to go sit on the floor. I text my parents, and they start trying to rationalize TEMAs actions. I get so angry that I cry again. what can we even do, anymore.

I decide that I need to get this typed out, so that even as the world moves on, I can look back and point to this and say “look! Here we are! We are people too!”

My family is safe. I have power, and internet. I will be able to go to work tomorrow, and only lost 2 days of work. I can pick a few Sunday shifts this month to recoup the loss of pay. However, there are so many who are not as fortunate as my family is. Please keep our area in your prayers. We will not know the full devastation until moths down the road. This will affect us for years.

For all of you fuckers who keep saying that we deserved this. For all of yu assholes who decided that this was God, purging the world of hatred. For all of you who are demanding refunds from trips, or are insisting on coming to visit in the next few weeks.

STOP

This area is pulling together to take care of each other, because our governments can’t be bothered to give a flying fuck. I don’t give a dam how you voted in this past election. I don’t care how you will vote in this next election. Every life is one that deserves to be saved. Every person who suffers deserves compassion and understanding if you don’t understand this, then I have one thing to say to you.

I will meet you in hell. Even if I drag you there kicking and screaming.

Do not mascaraed as if this is somehow a way to “purge” the south. This is an area of poor mountain people. We did nothing to deserve your scorn.

there is already a high death toll. We don’t know how many actually died. If you cannot treat the people who live in these mountains with compassion, I hope that the things that live in these woods eat you alive.

below are pictures from the past few days:

Friday:

Saturday:

i know that we are so lucky that we are as safe as we are. there is more we will have to face, and the people in the rest of the area have it worse. but know this - we will not give up.

[unknwnxquantity]

Thursday was one of those days that shows you life could be over in an instant without even knowing it, that an initial inconvenience could’ve actually saved your life. I have an old car. Old ass car more than 20 years old. Love her, we named her Beatrice bc she’s beat, white and old. It’s a long story how we got her but it was a gift to us!Shoutout my gfs dad :) Anyways we were under the impression it was good for the most part. She shakes, she started making loud ass sounds recently. The brakes are a bit wonky but we were under the impression they had just been changed months ago before we got it. And then the check engine light pops up out of nowhere yesterday during a really inconvenient time. I was so annoyed at that. Was already having a bad and stressful morning. Driving to and from a place towns away and the traffic is HORRIBLE in the mornings. Just tryna come back to where I’m at, takes at least over an hr or even an hr and 30 min at times, when without traffic it’s a 30-40 min drive. I was like plssss god just get us to our destination safe and let me get home safe and sound.

I get home safe and sound. Get to work right after. Then my gf asks me if I wanna go take the car to her best friends bf who’s a mechanic to get the engine light checked out and also the sounds Beatrice has been making. I’m like ughhhhhh bro I been working back to back these days with barely any breaks in between I’m so tired. But I do it anyways after my second shift ends at 5. I drive to him IN TRAFFIC ON THE HIGHWAY yet again and I’m like these brakessss, are wonkyyy. They feel different some days and I gotta be on my toes no pun intended 🤪. Sometimes Beatrice feels safe to drive, other times I gotta be more cautious bc it’ll feel different. It takes me almost 30 min to get to him. I never hung out with him one on one, and only really met him once. It was just me and him in the auto shop he works at. Such a masculine environment😭😭 I don’t know SHIT about cars I’m just a girl just tryna get by man.

I bring up to him like heyyyy I’ve noticed the brakes feel a little weird. It scares me at times— It makes me think of the incident with my sisters first car years back. Similar car just different model, same yt hoopty vibe. She named hers Steve and spent $500 on it like my gfs dad did. But after a while of driving her cars brakes gave out out of nowhere while she was nearby where she lives. She thought she was legit gonna die and called her bf (who I set her up with) to help calm her down and if worst case, he’d be the last one to talk to her and know what happened. He tells her what to do (I forgot, I think just keep driving around the block til it eventually stops). And in my head these past few weeks i think of that. Especially since two weeks ago, where i witnessed a car in the other lane lose control of their car and directly collide with a car right behind me. That could’ve been me if i was a few seconds behind—Anyways I tell him I feel weird with the brakes and he’s like okay lemme take a look at it. He takes a couple test drives too to see what else could be wrong with the car. Well apparently our brakes were so bad, the brake pads were worn down to the literal core even tho me and my gf were under the impression that the brakes were replaced months ago. No padding whatsoever, that her friends bf, I’ll call him F, said it would’ve given out any day, he didn’t even trust me driving back home. He replaces them bc he just so happened to have the parts I needed, and just doing the most being so sweet. He’s just a caring golden retriever white man who goes above and beyond for those he loves since my gf and the friend have been friends for over a decade.

During the 2 hours I was there with him😭 me and him talked about random shit. He’s the type of guy to talk about anything and everything. But one of the convos we talked about was how ppl aren’t usually grateful for life, and miss out on potential connections bc they’re caught up in their own worlds. That he’s seen real life poverty and ppl dying in front of him and how traveling opens up a world of new perspectives. I eat convos like this UP. He told me about how he the other day helped this middle aged lady at a store bc she had mad shit in her hand and dropped something. He automatically picks it up for her without hesitating. But that kindness and consideration led him to having a 15 minute conversation with her and it brightened his day a bit having that. And then I mention even in the most mundane or boring situations, like waiting in line at a store, can be an opportunity to be grateful for life. An opportunity to say something to the person in front of you. Or to observe your surroundings. It was nice having that and having someone understand that. He’s also so passionate about cars and know his shit. It was so fucking refreshing to see the passion ooze the way it did when he talks about cars and the mechanics of it all. That jobs like his are safe bc we’ll always need human mechanics and the services they provide and that gives him relief to keep doing what he loves without anxiety one day his job could be taken from him.

I don’t want to make this entry too long even tho it already is. But yeah just random stuff. He really hooked us up and didn’t charge us for the labor of the things he did. Like he filled my car up with oil bc apparently I HAD NO OIL EITHER!!! He showed me how to pop the hood and just other little things he said he’ll help us with at a really considerate price. As I was about to leave and put in the gps, he recommends I go a specific route bc it’s a straight shot to the highway and easier than going the way I was gonna go. I go that way, and my gps just sends me down a somewhat scenic route. No highways. And then I somehow drive down the street of *knock on wood* my next job. Which that also just fell into my lap. A customer (who’s also gay so it’s always good energy when I see her) at my one job was looking for me one day, came in and was like hey…. Are you maybe looking for a new job? And I’m like YES PLEASE and gives me her number. I send her my resume. Coaches me on what to speak on in the interview. Apparently she’s a director in the specific program. It would be an environment where I feel I could make a difference and she’s like “listen I know I don’t know you well but I feel you might have a knack for this… sometimes you just need someone to connect you to where you need to go” so knock on wood again things go good and I hear back for next steps.

If you follow my entries, you’ll pick up that I think and talk about passing/d3ath a lot. In a lot of different ways and forms. Even tho I’ll be like ahahahah I don’t wanna be here🤪🤪🤪, I do. Like imagine I didn’t go to F when I did, what if I’m like no I just want to go home after work. But my gf thought to reach out to him all bc the engine light randomly came up (what if she didn’t think to ask him?) We would’ve never put two and two together about the brakes being so bad that they could give out any day on us (and apparently the reason why the engine light came on is a super quick fix). What if he wasn’t available that night? Then what could’ve happened the following days? A lot. I really am protected. And I really am grateful for life. The butterfly effect is crazy and sometimes ppl are faced with super unfortunate instances where life is put in their face and they realize how delicate and fragile things are. How delicate and fragile we all are. That’s why I knock on wood and thank god the universe my angels everyoneee for all the good things in my life and how “easy” I have it in comparison to millions (actually could be billions) of other people around the world.

[radarsteddybear]

Whumptober Day 19 - Bad Day

Fandom: Original Fiction (H.O.U.N.D.S.) Prompt(s): emptiness, setbacks, "Take it easy," "I thought I was getting better" Rating: Teen Additional Tags: whump, hurt/comfort, friendship, found family, spy-fi

Part 1

Minnow looked up from her typewriter and took off her reading glasses to rub the bridge of her nose against her budding headache.

They’d found Cassandra nearly a week ago.  She’d been in rough shape, but she was making a steady recovery.  She’d been released from Medical three days ago and was resting comfortably at home.  Minnow would check on her after work and spend the night, though Cassandra was already well enough that she probably didn’t have to do the latter.  It would be a while until Cassandra was back in the same physical shape she’d been before everything had happened, but she was certainly strong enough to take care of herself.

When she’d gotten word that Cassandra had been found, Minnow’s emotions had swung wildly between elation and worry and everything in between.  Ecstatic that Cassandra was safe, nervous about the state she’d be in when she returned to Headquarters, relieved that her own sleep would no longer be interrupted with nightmares and spiraling thoughts.  But now Minnow felt…empty.

Much like the desk on the other side of the room.

Minnow sighed and returned to the report she was writing.  There was no use in worrying over it.  Not when there was work yet to be done. 

Minnow continued typing away until her telephone rang.  She picked it up and wedged it between her ear and her shoulder.  “Agent George.”

“Min?”

At the sound of Cassandra’s voice, Minnow stopped typing and clutched the receiver in her hands.  She frowned.  By the sound of her voice, Cassandra was near tears.

“Hey, take it easy.  What’s wrong?”

“I’m sorry; I know you’re busy, but I just..I didn’t know what to do…”

Minnow held the telephone tighter to her ear.  “What’s going on?  Did something happen?”

“No, it’s just…it hurts so bad.  I’ve been taking my meds like it says to, but it’s not working.”  Cassandra stifled a sob.  “It took me twenty minutes to get over to the phone.”

Minnow had left her settled in on the couch that morning; the phone was on the wall not ten feet away.

Minnow was already gathering her things.  “I’ll be right over.  I’ll let Mr. Thaddeus know, and then I’ll swing by Medical to see what the doctor says, ok?”

Cassandra sniffled.  “Ok.”

“Then I’ll be right over.  It shouldn’t take me more than half an hour.”

It wouldn’t be until later that Minnow would realize that the emptiness in her chest had been replaced with anxiety.  Now, she was too focused on doing whatever she could to alleviate her friend’s pain to notice.

It only took Minnow 20 minutes to make it back to their apartment building.  She took the stairs two at a time up to Cassandra’s door and used her key to let herself in.

“Cass?” she called, setting her bag and keys down on the table next to the door.  “Where are you?”

“Couch,” a weak voice came back. 

Minnow walked into the living room and found her, face drawn and white, curled up on the sofa.  Minnow sat down next to her and placed a gentle hand on her head.

“Tell me where it hurts,” she said.

“Everywhere,” Cassandra whimpered.

Minnow stroked her hair.  Cassandra’s skin was damp and hot.

“When did you last take your pain meds?” Minnow said.

“Wrote it down,” Cassandra mumbled, burrowing further into her arms.

Minnow reached over to the side table and picked up the piece of paper where Cassandra had shakily scribbled the time of her last dose.  It would be a few hours before she could take any more.

“Let’s try a warm bath,” Minnow said.  “You stay here.  I’ll get it ready.”

It didn’t take long for Minnow to dig up the Epsom salts Cassandra kept in her medicine cabinet and draw a nice, warm bath.  Getting Cassandra into that bath, however, was going to take a little bit longer.  She returned to the living room to get her, but he stopped short when she realized that Cassandra was crying.

“What’s wrong?” Minnow said, alarmed.  “Is it worse?”

But Cassandra shook her head.  “I thought I was getting better,” she whispered. 

“You are getting better,” Minnow said.  “Today is just a bad day.  That’s all.”

“Is it, though?” Cassandra said through tears.  “Or were the last few days a cruel joke?”

“Cassie,” Minnow said, taking Cassandra’s hands into her own.  “You’ve seen the sign on Dr. Keller’s door: ‘Recovery is not linear.’  You know as well as I do that that applies to physical injuries just as much as mental.”

Cassandra nodded, though she didn’t quite seem convinced.

“You will get better; I know it.  You know I wouldn’t say that if I didn’t believe it.  And as much as I hate to say it…crying is only going to make things worse.  Physically.  Now let’s get you into that bath, ok?  You’ll feel better.”

Cassandra let Minnow lead her to the bathroom—slow but steady—and help her remove her clothes.  Then Minnow carefully lowered Cassandra into the tub.

The change was immediate.  Cassandra’s muscles relaxed as she sank into the warm water.  The tension began to leach out of her face.

“Better?”

“It’s getting there.”

“Good.”  Minnow hadn’t realized how much tension she was carrying in her own muscles until they, too, began to relax.

***

“Come on.  Let’s get you dressed and into bed.”

Cassandra had been in the tub long enough for the water to grow cold.  In fact, Minnow had pulled the plug to make room for more hot water no less than three times since Cassandra had gotten in. 

Cassandra nodded, and Minnow helped her out of the tub and into a towel, much like one would a small child who couldn’t yet do it for themselves.  Minnow left her sitting in the bathroom to go grab a clean set of pajamas to help her into.

Once Cassandra was dressed, Minnow helped her to her bedroom—easier now than getting her to the bathroom had been—and tucked her into bed.  Minnow fetched her pills and helped her take them

“Min?” Cassandra suddenly spoke up from her bed.

Minnow stopped and turned around.  “Yeah?”

Cassandra hesitated.  “Stay with me?”

Minnow smiled.  “Of course.”

She set down Cassandra’s empty glass and sat on the edge of the bed. 

Tomorrow, Minnow would have to go back to headquarters and face the empty desk across from her own, the constant reminder that Cassandra was hurt and that things wouldn’t go back to normal for a while.  But tonight, she would run her fingers through Cassandra’s hair to reassure her that she wasn’t alone and that Minnow would always be there for her.  And if Minnow was reassuring herself, too, that Cassandra was back home and in one piece…well…that’s something that Minnow could keep to herself.

[dream-wrecker-blog]

Hey guys. Sooo we all know that I’m not consistent on here. But when I show up! You have to admit, that its good. Lol

So today I had a really good conversation within myself.

To paint a clear picture, I work over nights. Which is really important. I’ll be explained later on. So my work night starts at 20:30 hrs. And thats just prep time. I actually start work at 21:00. I’m a newly promoted person in charge. Im a (SUPERIOR!!!!)

In my profession. It takes a while to earn this status. Which at one point I had turn down. So… to make a bigger deal of my position. There’s tiers. 1-9 and I’m at 5. But when I started this security position, which is part time by the way. I entered at level 3. Which cave me a bit of an ego boost. I’ve been with this part time security organization for 7 years. I would have been a tier 6 but because I declined my position before I’m at tier 5. Which at the time. I have to say was very wise.

So from 21:00 until 05:00 hrs. My team and I are a presence. A deterrent as you will. Most of us professional and proficient. While others are clearly here to cash the checks and buy a house.

At 05:00hrs. I head home. By which I go to through public transit. The 4 or 3 train to Brooklyn. YEA!!! Brooklyn. A part of New York I’m never really in. Or care to be in. Its a part of New York that feels as if its just segregated. And there’s just no need to be apart of. I mean they are the part of the city that get hit with the storms first. Thus! Slowing it down over the rest of the city.

By the tome I get home its 06:00hrs. And I take a shower and brush my teeth. I have a personal belief that when you work in service. Helping demographics that are under privileged, there negative energy clings to you.

When I w home the bathroom is the first place I go. I undress myself and kick the clothes in a corner. And get in the tub. I wash with soap thats been infused with green tea sage and one other banisher. And once I’m wet I wash my face and brush my teeth in the shower. Because why not! Once I get dressed I don’t see the point. While tired, doing these grooming steps I could have do e while in the shower.

After doing those tedious things. I begin to chant to my spirits and call them to help me remove the energy I picked up. And I continue to do this procedure until I feel clean and almost see the negative energy in the suds going down the drain.

Once I finish, I get out the tub and immediately from the back I stand and spray in the direction of the drain with bleach. After that I leave the bathroom. Prep some tea and take multivitamins capsules. Head back into the bathroom and run the shower on cold. Until the bleach is gone.

This is all the things I do before I head to bed. Once I jump in my sweet cradle of rest. I knock out for a few hours. By this time its 08:00. Then I typically sleep for 7 hours. And I should be awake at 14:00hrs. And procrastinate for an hour. Then I go the gym and hype myself up to be a body builder. To only almost die from too much pre-workout. Lol.

Yes this is true it happens a little too often for my liking. But after going to the gym at 1600 i head back to house to shower again and do this routine all over again.

Sounds like a lot right! Well… it is. Usually my job allows me to be in a hotel. “Great right” but! There are stipulations to these. Such as distance and how long it takes you to get to work. Unfortunately, for me I don’t quality. It takes me only (30/1.45) min from new lots to 42nd street. And I’m less than 30 miles. Soooo…….. yup..!… I don’t qualify

Honestly, its actually a good thing that I’m not in a hotel because they reserve the right to check your room. And you cannot have people over which sucks because I would have slutted it up

So the whole point of this rant is to give you insight into my day! Im 3 weeks in and to myself, walking home from the gym I had to express to myself out loud. I’m……. Not……… happy!!!!

Recently I had my own very modern version of eat pray love. Where I went to Africa on the east cost. And I with a very well established team help liberate this 3rd world group of people. We pretty my educated them on various methods of self preservation. My hand in it was cooking and giving my love and life into the food. They were eating.

There! I learned I wasn’t happy either. But there I had time to burn. Burn in the sense I was working and getting paid very well and!!! And! I had tome to think! All of my basic needs were met and I truly was able to deeply self reflect.

My reflection told me I wasted time and parts of my life on things that don’t even belong to me. Which is the hate I had for my parents. The anger I had towards people who intentionally did me wrong.

So here! I caught myself falling back into the same behavior.

I’m not happy.

So! I might have to quit for the sake of my mental and emotional health. I’m not doing what feeds my soul. Which is art! Sex and poetry.

[truthandlove]

ONe teestimony of hundreds of thousands: submitting to fake healthcare, to bioweapons, has terrible consequences --

Written by a Mom. "My daughter Layla Brown died at 3 months of age May 29th 2020.  The pain will never go away. The way I found her on my bed will never go away . There will always be a part of my heart that will still hurt.

She was always happy she will make sure she have a smile on her face and yours she was one special baby girl.  no health issues at all she was healthy baby well taken care of but….. I never knew this will happen to me this was my biggest fear and it still happen to me.  I’m going to always ask God why me, why my baby girl? I know we don’t suppose to but this one will always have me asking him it’s not enough words. I need more answers YES THE SHOTS SHE TOOK KILLED MY BABY GIRL they just not gone tell me that they don’t know why she past away there have to be a reason my baby gone. it's crazy that she took her shot at 2 months,  shot on April 20th.  she slept all day , I had to wake up few times then the next day that’s when she started yelling like somebody was hurting her, she was having diarrhea a lot it never stop then a week before she passed the screaming was getting louder she didn’t want her bottle she always wanted someone to hold her then her poop was turning red,  her stomach was hurting her,  then the day of she wouldn’t stop screaming for nothing.. 

I took her to the hospital and to her doctor they both said it’s fine it’s was normal for newborns to have these symptoms. (bullshit! pain is there to get your attention) 10:20 when I put her to sleep she was fine then I checked on her at 3:00am she was fine at 5:30am I checked on her again she laying there COLD I’m screamed my mom caning running in there got her rush her to the hospital I was only 2 mins away from the hospital they grabbed her from us started working on her then 30mins later the doctor and nurses came and told me she didn’t make it she was already gone before we got her to the hospital my baby girl is she gone. Something just not added up these doctors killed my baby and please don’t tell me these shots didn’t do it because a yes they did! Do your research on these vaccines shots they giving different baby different shot I thought these doctors was here to protect our kids NO THEY OUT HERE TO KILL THEM just like they out here to kill us my baby girl didn’t deserve this (no she did not but your lack of research did this to her) I didn’t either, my family either we all taking it so rough right now my heart is so heavy every night I got to come home every night where my baby had her last breathe on my bed y’all don’t know how tough that is for me where I lay my head at my pain is so different I don’t wish this on anybody now I know what it feels like loosing you child it’s hard definitely buried them knowing they not coming back. by LAYLASWORLD

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Hello

I'm going through the worst breakup of my life, and this blog is only my daily update to get over it.

Day 1 wasn't recorded coz i was unable to stop crying and making sense of it. Just to give a background, I'm 23 (F) and he's 29 (M). We met in University and quickly hit it off. I had just gotten out of a very toxic relationship and was still dealing with it and trying to make sense when we met and started falling in love. Things were perfect with him and i don't think it has ever been better. Here i am,8 months later because it was only casual and also with a time limit. He's going to marry soon. I still have a few years. We've decided to stay friends and continue to be honest with each other.

How do you see someone who you so passionately love, fall in love with someone else?

How do you move on when they're right there?

Day 2:

It started out with a panic attack. I went over to his place last night for some work and ended up hooking up. I woke up with a lot of anxiety that he would abandon me. So much that i puked and had hot flushes. I called him at work and told him to reassure me about it.

The day went okay, with my work going on and me taking some time out for myself. I met a friend from a class i had taken and it felt good.

Finally, it was time to see him. We went to the gym together and he seemed off. Maybe tired? Not sure.

I then went out for dinner with my friend's family and called him when i got home. He was busy sending some email. Said he would call back and he did. I spoke to him for about 10 mins before he said he needed his time, and was very mean and rude about it. I'm going to get my periods in 3 days, i am emotional and i am sensitive. I can't handle this right now and i literally begged him to stay and speak to me for just 5 minutes. Again, shut me out. I called him back after a bit and again, shut out. I cried and then texted him that I'm sorry and will be more in check of my behaviour.

My feelings:

It's just day 2, i don't know why he's expecting me to be so normal and calm and like usual. I'm trying I'm genuinely trying so hard but i don't have the emotional security anymore and so i don't really know what to do. I know i will figure it out but i just need some time and not rudeness from him.

I think i know what i should do, i should have a similar fear in my head of letting him go as my friend like i feel for my other friends and then behave with those boundaries. I think that should help. I hope he forgives me for my behaviour today. I really hope. I also hope nothing works out between him and that girl in his office. Any other girl would be okay but i can't be okay with that one person. As petty as it sounds.

Conclusion:

I'm going to write everything here, in case anyone ever bothers to read it. My feelings might be too much for someone or i might be a little too stupid for someone, but this is who i am and this is why I'm here. I don't need the judgement and i don't need anything else.

If there's anyone going through something similar, i hope you find solace in the fact that there's someone out there who's going through the same thing as you are.

Through this writing, i hope to go back in 15-20 days and then see how much I've moved on and how I've saved my friendship with him. To show the world that yes you can be good friends with your exes. To set the new norm.

I love you guys, and I'll try to be as honest as i can about my day, and also try to look at things positively. I have a feeling Tumblr is going to make me feel so much better.

If anyone's reading this, be strong. You got this. You're stronger than you think and believe and you shall definitely overcome this. You're not alone.

Good night!