#I meant to post this yesterday on his birthday but I forgot lol

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Rich Mnisi X Thebe Magugu Spring/Summer 2017

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Little Turkey (Updated)

Summary: Jo and Alex celebrate Thanksgiving with everybody in Meredith’s backyard and Jo tries to induce labor. 

Chapter: 1/1

Fandom: Grey's Anatomy.

Relationship: Alex Karev/Jo Wilson Karev.

Characters: Alex Karev, Jo Wilson Karev, Meredith Grey, Maggie Pierce, Jackson Avery, Amelia Shepherd, Atticus Lincoln, Zola Grey Shepherd, Ellis Shepherd, Derek Bailey Shepherd, and Carina DeLuca.

Rating: General Audiences.

Additional Tags: thanksgiving, pregnancy, birth, babies, and tiny adorable turkey onesies. 

AN: New edits because I forgot to add the reason why Jo didn't realize she was in labor and her water breaking because I was in a rush to get this posted!! You think that someone who studied to be a doula would get it right but nope. LOL. So hopefully this makes more sense and seems more realistic.

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Jo pushed open the gate to Meredith’s backyard and was greeted with the sight of the socially distant Thanksgiving dinner in full swing. It might be the holidays, but there was a rise of COVID in the past few weeks and the governor had shut down the state. Despite how the group was constantly tested at work, none of them were willing to take any risks for an inside formal dinner. Which meant that tables were 6 feet apart, plates of food were already set out, and masks were required. Jo didn’t mind the outdoor activities, even with the November air as her pregnancy meant that she often ran hot. 

Amelia and Link were at one table with her godson, the three kids and Meredith were painting at one table. Maggie and Winston were off to the side, and Jackson, April, and Harriett were at the third table. The last table was for her and Alex, Meredith had already set out plates for them that were already filled with turkey, stuffing, casseroles, and Amelia’s pie.

“Hey, Aunt Jo,” Zola said, being the first one to greet her and waved at her with her paintbrush still in her hand. She wore a white and purple butterfly mask that matched her butterfly coat.

Everyone else followed Zola’s hello with waves as Jo walked up to the only empty table. Link bounded over like a puppy and hugged her as tightly as he could with her full belly between them. The two of them had been together for most of the pandemic with her and Alex helping them with Scout and Link and Amelia returning the favor to help with Jo’s pregnancy.

“Where’s Uncle Alex?” Zola asked holding up her turkey painting to show Jo. 

“That looks very cool Zola and he is on his way. He had a meeting so he's just running a little late,” Jo said as she put a hand on her belly and eased herself into the lawn chair and put her feet up on Alex's empty chair. “I see you all left me the good chair.” 

“Yeah well the rest of us didn’t want to hear you complain about it for the entire night,” Amelia said, sending Jo a wink.

“I did not complain last time!” Jo insisted, looking over at Link who just looked at her wide eyed.

Jo knew that Link’s mouth was open under his mask as he was trying to find something to say to her before retreating back over to Amelia. 

Ellis grabbed a plate of paint and dragged her cat chair to Jo. “Aunt Jo, can I paint your belly?” 

“What?”

“She wants to paint your baby belly,” Meredith clarified for her, handing Bailey a plate of food. “She saw a picture of someone doing it online and now all she talks about is painting your belly.”

Jo looked back down at Ellis who looked up at her with the biggest puppy eyes and Jo knew that she was pouting under her mask. Jo smiled and nodded, how could she refuse Ellis’ request. Jo put her feet down and grabbed a pillow, putting it behind her back before she pulled up her shirt and tucking it under her breasts. Ellis giggled and grabbed her brush to paint a streak across Jo's belly. Jo shivered at the cold paint, but the feeling of Ellis’s brush was oddly soft and Jo found herself relaxing back as Ellis painted. 

The party continued and the conversation flowed. It had been a while since everyone had gotten together outside the hospital, especially with the kids and it was nice to relax and enjoy the night. 

“Oh that’s so cute,” Jo said as Link handed her a small canvas of one of her godson’s baby bumpkins. “I can’t wait to do that with this baby.” 

Jo smiled as she stared over at Amelia and her godson. Back when she and Link were serving coffee, just trying to make it through college. They talked about how their kids would grow up together and be friends. They would be each other’s family. After Jo left, she didn’t think she’d ever see him again, but she was so glad he came to Grey-Sloan and gave her a second chance.

“Yeah, it does make a good keepsake for Christmas too,” Link said, smiling back over at Amelia and the baby as well.

“Nuh-uh,” Jo mumbled, shaking her head as she took a bit of the nacho that she had dumped hot sauce on. “I’m having this baby tonight.”

Immediately all eyes were on her. 

“You're in labor!” Meredith shouted standing up and pulling out her phone, no doubt to call Alex.

“You're in labor!” Maggie freaked out as she dropped Zola’s painting.

“The baby’s coming today!” Zola cheered her eyes sparkling as she raced over to them.

“The baby’s coming!” Ellis shrieked, putting both of her hands on Jo’s belly that was still wet with paint.

“Oh my god, Jo why didn’t you say anything?” Link said, dropping down to his knees and putting a hand on her shoulder.

“No, I’m not in Labor,” Jo shouted above the noise.

“Josephine Brooke Karev are you still trying to induce labor a week before your due date?”

“Uncle Alex!” All the kids screamed, so excited to see him, they all talked over each other as they showed him their paintings. 

“For heaven's sake Jo,” Link said, his eyes wide as he sat down on the grass leaning on the arm of her chair. “Between you and Amelia, the stress is gonna kill me.”

“Why would you want to have your baby today?” Meredith asked, moving her chair over to sit next across from Jo.

“Well, our anniversary is Halloween. I just thought I’d keep with the theme, that way we'd always remember and it’d be extra special,” Jo said, with a shrug as she felt the baby kick inside her as if they were agreeing. 

“Regardless of the date it will be special, trust me. You're never going to forget your baby's birthday because it's also your labor day,” Meredith said her eyes sparkling and Jo knew that she was smirking over at her.

“I know, but I just thought I'd be fun,” Jo said, putting a hand on her baby belly where Ellis hadn’t painted, feeling them kick again as she turned to see Alex talking to the kids. 

He was nodding along to everything they were telling him and acting like Bailey's messy painted turkey was the greatest piece of artwork he's ever seen. She loved seeing Alex with all the kids so much that she didn’t mind being second best to her husband. He was so good to them, always listening to them talk and going along with whatever they wanted. She couldn't wait to see him with their kid and she knew that they already had them wrapped around their finger. 

“I painted Aunt Jo’s belly!” Ellis said putting her paint covered hands on Alex’s shirt. 

“And now we match,” Alex said looking down at his nice button up shirt to see two small handprints.

Jo laughed as Alex looked down at the sight of his ruined shirt. Meredith got up and took Ellis inside to wash her hands and Alex sat down next to her. He pulled down his mask to greet her with a kiss and settled in. Jo grabbed another bite of her pineapple spicy nachos and Alex took a piece from her plate.

“Hey,” Jo said, pulling the plate away from him.

“Sorry,” Alex laughed before feeding her the chip. 

Jo thought that he would have long since learned not to get between a pregnant woman and her food, but apparently not. 

Alex’s eyes turned serious as he looked over at her. “How are you feeling?” 

“My heartburn is better than it was this morning, my braxton hicks haven't been as intense as they were yesterday, and I did a hepatectomy on a guy who almost burnt down his house trying to cook a turkey with Jackson,” Jo said in between bites of her nachos.

“Yeah I’m surprised I got here before you,” Jackson said as he held Harriett and offered her a bite of green beans. “You finished the resection before I was done debriding his wounds.”

“I scrubbed in on a surgical extraction with Dr. Bailey right after,” Jo said with a laugh, remembering the case. “Some guy shoved a corn husk up you know where.”

“A corn husk?” Meredith asked in disbelief. “I can’t believe I missed that!”

“You can scrub in with me next year after COVID is cured and you can come back to work.”

“I’ll hold you to it, Karev.”

“It sounds like you had a good day,” Alex said, leaving in to wrap his arm around her shoulders.

“I did.” 

Jo could see Alex smile under his mask as his eyes wrinkled and sparkled. Jo leaned in and pressed a masked kiss to his cheek. Alex chuckled, squeezed her shoulder as she leaned in and put her head on his shoulder. 

They watched the kids paint and ate too much of April's pumpkin pie and stayed long after the kids fell asleep as the alcohol came out for the adults. It was the first time they had all congregated outside of the hospital and no one was eager to leave. Her sober buddy, Amelia, came to sit next closer to her, and Jo cooed at her godson, gushing over his cute little baby cheeks even after he fell asleep. 

The cold night air set in and soon they were all bundling up in blankets, but no one wanted to head home first. Jo put the baby down inside and curled up against Alex as her braxton hicks started up again. She didn't mean to fall asleep but the next thing she knew Alex was shifting against her and pulling her onto her feet and putting one arm around her as he half carried her to the car, Jo mumbled goodbye to everyone. 

Jo fell asleep in the car and she didn't remember getting into bed, but the next thing she knew it’s 4 a.m. and she's waking up with a braxton hick. She rolled over in bed realizing that Alex changed her into pajamas. Jo’s not sure if it's because she was exhausted or what but, as soon as it passed she rolled over and fell asleep again. 

Somewhere around sunrise, just as the sun was shining into the windows, Jo got up with another braxton hick. She knew that moving helped and she had to pee anyway, but Jo only made it to the table behind the couch before she felt a trickle of water run down her leg. At first, she thought she had an accident, but the trickle of water just kept coming as Jo tried to clean herself up. Then she realized it was amniotic fluid. Her water broke. 

Jo turned around to wake up Alex, but before she could she doubled over in pain as her next contraction started. She knew that her contractions would increase in pain after her water broke that this was on a whole different level. 

Jo leaned against the table she tried to call out to Alex but she can’t speak. She was frozen in place until it passed. She knew that these weren't braxton hick, these were contractions, she was in labor. When she felt like she could move again Jo looked back at Alex, but she couldn't manage to call out to him. Instead, Jo got out her phone and pulled up her contacts, she blindly pressed Alex’s name and waited to hear his phone ring. Instead, she heard someone else answer her call.

“Hey Jo, what’s up” 

Meredith’s voice was music to her ears. Jo opened her eyes and shook her head as she looked down at the phone. Jo was so relieved to see her friend. Although she had originally planned to just call Alex, it seemed she had set up a video call with Meredith. Because of the restriction, Jo couldn't have anyone other than Alex with her when she gave birth. Despite her initial plan to have Meredith with her, they had agreed to have Meredith be there over video call to support her through it. In the midst of a contraction she could barely speak, but Meredith seemed to know exactly what was going on.

“Are you in labor?” 

Jo nodded, closing her eyes and swaying her hips, she wasn't sure why but somehow it seemed to help.

“How long have you been having contractions?” 

“I don't know,” Jo said, blowing out a breath as the contraction passed. “A few hours maybe.”

“What do you mean maybe?” Meredith asked, glaring at her. “When did the pain start?” 

“Before I went to bed last night I think.” 

“So you've been in labor for six hours, Jo how did you ignore this?” Meredith said as she rubbed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose

“I have a high pain tolerance, and I'm used to sleeping through the pain and I was really tired,” Jo said, the memories of when she used to fall asleep after Paul beat her were not once she liked to remember, but as a result, Jo often ignored her pain out of habit.

“Well, where's Alex? He should have been keeping an eye on you.”

“Alex he's …” Jo shook her head, and trailed off as she had another contraction.

“Do you need me to get Alex?”

Jo nodded, the contraction had passed but she was so exhausted and let Meredith help her.

“Okay, hang on Jo I'm going to call him from a second phone,” Meredith reassured her as Jo heard her stuff laying around on the other end of the phone. “Amelia gimme your phone Jo’s in labor.”

Jo chuckled as Meredith continued to harass Amelia for her phone. Ever since Meredith had recovered from COVID she had been working from home and harassing them all via phone call. Especially her as Jo continue their work on the mini-livers from their lab at the hospital. 

“Okay, I'm calling him now.” 

Jo looked back at Alex who was still sleeping peacefully in their bed. The blanket was pulled back on her side and his arm was laying over her pillow leaving the impression of an empty space where she had been. Alex had that evening morning scruff that she loved and his lips were parted as he snored. He was completely oblivious to how his world was going to change in a few hours. 

Alex’s phone rang, the sound bouncing around the apartment. He rolled over and reached for his nightstand, cursing as he looked for his phone. Another contraction distracted her from calling out to him, but she heard him silence his phone and roll over again.

“Jo, Meredith is calling you.”

“No, I'm calling you,” Meredith yelled at him through Jo's phone. “Your wife is in labor Karev, get the hell up.”

Jo looked over to see Alex sit up and stared at her. He blinked once and then twice before he scrambled to get up, getting tangled in the blankets and tripping several times before he made it over to her.

“You're in labor?”

“Yes,” Jo and Meredith yelled at the same time.

“We’re having a baby!” 

“Yes, we're having a baby!”

“Okay well let’s go,” Alex said and Jo could see it on his face as he went from paranoid dad to helpful husband. “Let’s have a baby.”

“Let’s have a baby.” Jo smiled as Alex kissed her before another contraction hit and she closed her eyes in pain. They were for sure having a baby today. Happy Thanksgiving to her.

“How far apart are the contractions?”

“Every four minutes,” Meredith answered for her.

“Has your water broken?” 

“Not that I can tell.” 

“Jo?” Alex asked looked down to check, but Jo shook her head.

“Okay, let's check how dilated you are, but regardless we're going to head to the hospital. I'll call Carina and tell her to have a room waiting for us.” Alex said as he put his arms around her waist and Jo heavily leaned in on him.

Alex helped her over to the bed and Jo laid down, sinking into the mattress. Another contraction hit and Jo closed her eyes taking a deep breath and slowly letting it out. 

“That’s it Jo, deep breaths, you're doing so good,” Alex praised her as he held her hand, and mirrored her breaths.

Jo felt the tears collect in her eyes and Alex spoke, she was so thankful that he was there cheering her on. He had been so supportive through her pregnancy. He braided her hair and rubbed her back when she puked. He tied her shoes and helped her reach for things. He rubbed her back and her feet when they ached, and he talked to their baby when they kicked her ribs. When the contraction passed and Jo opened her eyes to see Alex smiling down at her. She sighed and relaxed as he leaned forward and kissed her.

“He is right, you're doing everything like you're supposed to, you're doing great Jo,” Meredith said, from where Jo had left her phone propped up on the table.

Jo returned their smiles and squeezed Alex’s hand. “I’m having a baby.”

“You are, and you're handling it like a champ,” Alex said, moving back and putting a hand on her knees, Jo saw his face shift from proud and supportive husband to concerned doctor. “Your contractions are pretty close together. Can I check and see how dilated you are now.”

Jo nodded and lifted up her hips as he pulled off her pajama pants. Jo put her feet up by her hips and let her knees fall apart. Alex waited for her to nod before he checked her cervix, despite how many times they had sex, he always waited for her consent. Alex quickly checked her and then smiled looking down at her.

“Jo, have you felt the need to push?”

“No, why?” she asked, confused as she pushed herself up on her elbows. He had pulled back his hand, but didn't give her back her pants.

“You’re about 9 cm dilated, but we should get to the hospital before you have this baby in the car,” Alex said as he patted her knee and got up. “I’m gonna grab your bag and stuff and put it in the car then come back for you.”

“Oh my god!” Jo shouted as she sat up and watched Alex run around their apartment.

“Hey it’s okay Jo, just take a deep breath,” Meredith said, Leaning into the phone so Jo could see her whole face.

Jo nodded and took a deep breath, knowing that panicking wouldn't get her anywhere, and put a hand on her belly. She couldn't feel her baby kick, only the contractions that seemed endlessly painful. After a few deep breaths, she held herself calm back down and had to open her eyes and look back at Meredith who greeted her with a nod.

“Wait Alex, give me Meredith,” Jo shouted as she heard him open the door.

Alex stopped everything and grabbed the phone before handing it to her and running off again. Jo just smiled as she watched him go, running around like a mad dad, panicked as she labor. After everything they had been through, he was still so excited and nervous for their baby.

Another contraction hit and Jo closed her eyes, tuning out everything as Meredith talked her through it and Alex ran around with the bags. Finally, he came back and helped her down the stairs, and into the car. 

Jo barely remembered the car ride to the hospital. In between her contraction, Meredith and Alex talked to her and tried to distract her. She was so exhausted and could barely think as Alex and Meredith prompted her to move and breathe when they got to the hospital. It sort of worked, but it was all just a blur as they got her up to a room.

“Hello Jo,” Carina said that she came into the room rubbing fresh hand sanitizer over her hands before she reached for a pair of gloves. “I wasn't expecting to see you so soon.”

“I need to push,” Jo shouted, already bearing down, this baby was coming now, regardless of whether anyone was ready for them or not.

“Now!” Alex shouted in disbelief. “Shit we should have been here hours ago.”

“She said now!” Meredith insisted, yelling through the phone.

“You don’t have to do that you know,” Alex said, as he crawled in behind her, rather than push on her back they had her upright and Jo sat on the end of the bed while Alex held her up and squeezed both of her hands. 

“Jo wants me to advocate for her, this is me advocating.”

“Okay Jo push on the next contraction,” Carina said, shutting them both up as she got ready to catch the baby in between Jo’s legs.

Jo closed her eyes and tried to breathe as another contraction hit and she pushed with every bit of energy she had left. It felt like an endless circle of pain and pushing, then a break, and then more pain and pushing. She was so exhausted and she couldn't imagine doing this for an endless amount of hours. 

“You're doing great Jo, just a little bit longer and they're gonna be here,” Alex whispered in her ear.

“He’s right Jo. Everything is perfect and your little bambino is going to be here very soon,” Carina said giving her a short nod. 

Jo pushed for what seemed like hours and then Carina was announcing she could see the head. Jo knew that she had to keep going and pushed again and suddenly her baby was out and Carina held them up for them to see. 

The second their baby cried, Jo's heart stopped as Carina held up this tiny little red baby screened in their ears. Jo pulled down her gown so they could do some skin to skin and Carina quickly placed them on Jo’s chest. Jo's arm instantly moved to cradle them and she leaned back against Alex as the tears filled her eyes. She and her baby's cries filled the room. 

“She's so beautiful,” Alex sobbed on her shoulder as he wrapped his arms around them both. 

“It's a girl,” Jo said in astonishment, she looked down to where the baby laid in her arms and their daughter looked up at them with big eyes as her cries quieted. 

“Alex do you want to cut the cord?”

Alex nodded and moved to cut the cord, taking the surgical scissors from the nurse. Meredith took a few pictures and Jo was glad she had asked her to beforehand because all she could focus on was the beautiful little girl in her arms.

Jo looked down at her beautiful, perfect daughter and moved to stroke her cheek. She hardly noticed the nurses cleaning her and taking their daughter’s Apgar scores. All she could think about was a perfect little baby in her arms. For her, falling in love was a gradual process, but Jo loved their baby from the moment she found out she was pregnant and she was so overwhelmed with love for her baby as she stared down at them.

Jo looked over at Alex as he moved out from behind her to stand next to her. As all the nurses attended to her and the baby. He looked so nervous as he stared down at her shifting his weight on his feet and stuffing his hands into his pockets. It was so unusual to see him so concerned and nervous. 

Jo looked down at their daughter, she’d had her for nine months and although it felt like she had only been holding her for a few minutes, Jo was sure that she was ready to watch Alex hold their baby for the first time. 

“Do you want to hold her?” Jo whispered, already moving the blanket that had been placed over both of them to loosely swaddle her and transferred their daughter into her chest.

Alex just nodded and took off his shirt so they could do skin to skin, then held out his arms for their daughter. Once she placed her in his arms, Alex slowly sank down in the chair next to her bed. He held her close to his chest before he seemed to remember how to hold a baby and cradled her in his arms as he relaxed back into the chair. She watched as Alex just gazed down at her with an expression of pure love. 

Jo could tell by the way that his eyes sparkled that he was smiling down at their daughter under his mask. Tears collected his eyes and a few escaped the corner of his eyes as he whispered to her. The baby opened her eyes and squirmed, crying out for a moment before Alex soothes her as he began to rock in the chair. The baby flailed her arms out and Alex reached out to hold one of her hands as her tiny hand wrapped around his big finger.

Jo finished pushing out the placenta and laid back onto the bed before Alex put their daughter back on her chest and put the blanket over both of them. Jo just stared down at her in amazement. She was so perfect, from her tiny little forehead to the thick tufts of dark hair. She stretched out her legs, kicking Jo before she curled back up into a tiny little ball and closed her eyes.

“She’s perfect,” Jo said to Alex, not taking her eyes off her daughter. “Even if her big head caused me a second degree tear.”

“Sorry about,” Alex said, sliding in to sit next to her.

“Well you and her big Karev heads are perfect and I can’t feel anything down there anyway,” Jo’s legs felt like mush and she couldn't tell how many stitches Carina was doing.

Alex wrapped an arm around her shoulders leaning in to kiss her cheek. Jo turned and tilted her head to give him a proper kiss. 

“You did so good Jo, I'm so proud of you and she is absolutely beautiful,” Meredith said with a smile as they all look down at the baby. “I’m gonna let you two enjoy your baby and I’ll send you the pictures I took in a few minutes.” 

“Thank you,” Jo said as she looked over at Meredith who smiled.

“It was my pleasure,” Meredith said, tilting her head as she looked down at the baby. “Besides if it wasn’t for me you would still be laboring in the loft and Alex would be fast asleep.”

“Har har,” Alex said as Jo laughed. 

“But you Jo Karev,” Meredith said turning a pointed finger at her. “You have to keep remembering to watch your braxton hicks and not sleep through your labor until your nine centimeters dilated!”

“Meredith is right Jo, your labor progressed very quickly without you realizing it,” Carina said, as she set Jo with a look. “Next time, I want to see you in here as soon as your braxton hicks are consistent for more than an hour. I'd rather send you away with false labor then put you or your baby at risk.

“Yeah, we can’t have the next one on the couch in our living room,” Alex added, kissing her forehead.

“I know I said I wanted two kids, but let's not talk about a second one until my vagina starts hurting from having the first one,” Jo said as she glared at him as Alex turned to look down at their baby girl.

“She needs a name,” Alex said, changing the subject as he trailed a finger across her little hand as she wiggled her fingers.

“Meredith does make a really good name,” Meredith sang, raising her eyebrows and giving them a look.

“We'll take it into consideration,” Jo said looking back at Alex. They had a list of names they were still arguing over, some of the names were new, but others were after friends and family.

Meredith ended the call and most of the nurses left, it was just them and Carina, who was finishing the last of Jo’s stitches. The baby fussed, turning her head and opening her mouth, signaling that she was hungry. Jo moved her down and Carina helped her and the baby get a good latch on her breast. Soon their baby was making happy little eating noises as her parents smiled down at her.

“She does need a name,” Alex whispered to her, setting his head on her shoulder and he looked down at their daughter as she nursed. 

“You know which one I like.”

“I know,” Alex sighed, looking away from her.

“You should call her,” Jo said, turning to look at him as he gazed off into space. “Call her and then decide, and if you still don't want the name. we can choose a different one.”

“Okay.” Alex nodded and kissed her shoulder as they turned their attention back to their baby girl.

After their daughter finished eating and Carina finished her stitches, Alex ran to grab her some food from the cafeteria. Jo chatted with Meredith again for a few minutes about the pictures before Alex came back and they ate. He put on a movie some kind of Christmas movie that Jo wasn't really interested in so she closed her eyes. She must have fallen asleep and slept for a few hours only to be woken up by Carina and the nurses checking on her. 

It’s still later in the early afternoon but the closed blinds and curtains made it seem like night and it was easy for her to close her eyes. She stared at the baby in Alex's arms before she fell asleep again and when Jo woke up and the baby was in the bassinet next to her bed. She reached out an arm to lay a hand on her chest feeling the baby breathing under her hand and fell back asleep. 

When Jo woke up again she heard Alex talking faintly on the phone again. The baby was not under her hand and for a moment Jo panicked, she looked around the room and she saw Alex holding the baby in a football hold, as he rocked back and forth with his back to her. Jo relaxed and closed her eyes as she listened to the baby gurgle and coo as Alex talked on the phone. 

“Yeah, thanks Mom, we can’t wait for you to see her,” Alex said as he walked back over and sat down next to her. Jo blinked and caught his eyes and he smiled at her. “Hang on Jo’s awake, let me give her the baby.”

Alex set the phone down and unswaddle the baby before setting her on Jo’s chest. The baby settled on Jo as she put a hand on her back tracing her spine and noting her clean skin. While she was asleep, Alex and the nurses must have bathed her and they put her in a plain hospital hat and onesie and Jo safely tucked those away for safekeeping. Jo reached over to the bag on the chair next to her and pulled out the little turkey onesie along with a dark orange hat to match. 

Jo sat the bed up and put the baby on her lap as she changed her clothes, the baby slept through the whole thing and Jo pulled her close to whisper to her daughter. She tried out the names they had on their list, including Meredith, and just as she expected, the name Jo wanted for her fit. 

Jo looked up at Alex as he finished the call with his mom and smiled at him as he put down his phone and came to sit down next to her. “She needs a name. We can't just call her baby forever.”

“I know,” Alex said, looking down at the baby as Jo shook her head. 

“Let's try them all out and see which one fits,” Jo said, she knew that Alex was still hesitant, but that he would know that the moment he heard it and connected the name to the sight of their daughter. 

“Okay, hello Stephanie,” Alex said looking down at their daughter before he shook his head. Jo chuckled, she knew Stephanie would be disappointed, like Meredith they had considered the name as they wanted her to be named after someone they loved, but it just didn't fit. “Okay, you do the next one.”

“Alright, hello Meredith or Edith for short,” Jo said to her, it was the name Alex wanted and Jo liked it too. Meredith meant so much to them and they had agreed to have it as her middle name regardless, but it wasn’t her first name.

“You're right, it doesn't fit,” Alex said as he sighed and leaned back into the chair.

“No,” Jo said looking down at the baby in her arms. She took Alex's hand and pulled it over to hold their daughter's hands that had wiggled out from the swaddle. “Her name is Helena, after your mom and Mrs. Schmidt.”

Alex smiled as he looked down at their daughter and rubbed the back of her hand. “Yeah, she's Helena.”

“Helena,” Jo said as their daughters fluttered open and she stared up at them.

Alex's phone lit up with a video call from Meredith. He looked over at Jo, they had agreed to the video call beforehand, and although Jo hadn't had any time to shower or even wash her face she knew none of them would care and nodded as he answered the call. They were greeted with the sight of their family. Meredith, Amelia, Lincoln, Maggie, Winston, Jackson, April, Ben, Bailey, Richard, all the kids, and even Levi and Helm joined the call. Everybody cooed and gushed over the baby and the kids talked about how excited they were.

“Have you two decided on a name yet?” Meredith asked as everybody went silent waiting for them to respond.

“Guys say hello to Helena Meredith Karev.”

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What were your favourite childhood movies? I was rewatching the karate kid movies and the newest version is nowhere as good as the old one.

This list is kind of all over the place, haha, because some movies are movies I grew up with meant for my age group at the time and a lot of them aren’t because I was exposed to a lot of media as a kid, haha. I’m also jumping around in time 

Lion King --- I had Just Can’t Wait To Be King on repeat, I’d rewind it again and again and just sing it until I had to go to my room because my mother had enough

Aladdin --- apparently I just went around going, “I’m not a prize to be won!”

Land Before Time --- this movie is so fucking depressing but I really liked Ducky --- like to the point that the reason why I go “yepyep” is because Ducky goes “yepyepyep” and I remember when I realized that, I was like holy shit is that why all these years I go “yep yep” and my family was like, lol yes. But then as an adult I found out what happened to that child actress and that just made the movie all the more depressing 

The Breakfast Club --- I explained this yesterday I believe 

Grease --- so my mother loved/loves Grease, she knows all the songs, can play most of them on the piano and we used to live across the street from this movie theatre that played old movies and Grease was a regular so we watched it a lot 

Sixteen Candles --- I remember thinking this was so romantic as a kid. Super problematic movie tho

Titanic - ah yes, Titanic, Leonardo DiCaprio, my first celebrity love. Oh, I can’t stand this movie now, lmao

Lord of the Rings trilogy --- lmao so when the first movie came out, I was obsessed with the elves and Rivendell and I used to write my homework with swirly letters to look like elvish and my teachers complained so I had to get a talking to about it 

Love and Basketball --- first Black love story I ever saw. 

Back To The Future  1 and 2, lmao as John Mulaney pointed out, the first movie anyway is actually REALLY weird when you think about it 

Bad Boys --- I mean Martin Lawrence and Will Smith were the shit back then so I just liked watching them in a movie together

The Best Man --- THIS is funny so the 90s and early 00s saw a lot of African American movies and my mother was all about getting me to see Black people onscreen as much as I could so she took me to these movies even if it wasn’t exactly kid appropriate, she would just make sure to have a conversation with me about the movie when it ended, anyway, so when I was a kid, I didn’t really get a lot of the nuances of The Best Man but when it came out on VHS and when the soundtrack came out we got it so we watched it a lot and there’s a song by The Roots that I really like and one day I was like, I don’t know why I like this song so much and my mom was like because they play that song when you see Morris Chestnut for the first time and I think you went through puberty in the theatre when you saw him and I just diiiiiiiiiiiiiiied

As an adult, The Best Man is fucked up and I would’ve kicked Harper’s ass as well but only because what he did as a writer was a fucking dick move.

Pretty Woman --- it took me a while to realize that she was a sex worker

You’ve Got Mail --- I remember watching this in the theatre with my mom and being SO FRUSTRATED because I just didn’t understand why Tom Hanks couldn’t tell Meg Ryan the truth. 

Liar Liar --- I related to having an absentee dad who never made good on his promises but I also liked Jim Carey’s exaggerative facial expressions but I remember there’s this joke, so the whole premise is that Jim Carey didn’t show up to his son’s birthday when he said he would (relatable!) and his son was so tired of him breaking promises, he wishes that his father will never lie again but Jim Carey is a lawyer so that causes issues, lmfao, but anyway so Jim Carey can’t lie and he has sex with I think it’s his boss, I forget, but he has sex with someone and she’s like how was it? and he goes “I’ve had better” and every time that joke came on my family would CRACK UP so I kept being like “better what? GUYS WHAT DID HE HAVE BETTER OF? I DON’T GET IT” then my mom and I had a conversation, lmfao.

Goodfellas --- I remember my cousins watching this movie in the living room and I saw the scene of the gif I posted below and was like OH WHAT’S THIS and then they told me to go into the bedroom because it was too grown but it’s like they forgot there was a TV in the bedroom and I just turned it to the channel and watched it there. And the movie came on a lot on TV so I just watched it a lot by myself, lmfao.

Twin Warriors aka Tai Chi Master --- probably my favourite martial arts movie. I know there are better ones but I really resonated with this as a kid. Jet Li was a legend with my cousins. 

Fist of Legend 

Once Upon A Time in China

Romeo Must Die --- omg I played this movie ALL. THE. TIME. 

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon 

Boyz N The Hood --- a really important movie in my household to the point that I was excited to be able to write a paper on it in the same Popular Cinema from the 70s to the Present class I did my Breakfast Club paper for

same with Do The Right Thing

Jumanji -- I fucking love how mean-spirited this movie is and I did appreciate it as a child too although it freaked me the fuck out 

Clueless

Home Alone - god, Kevin’s family was terrible 

Home Alone 2 --- ah the movie/scene that changed my life

House Party --- to this day I haven’t been to a house party as live as this one 

Malcolm X --- another extremely important movie in my household

Hook --- ooooh I still love this movie so much!

Scream --- I remember when this movie was THE. SHIT. Scared the fuck out of me.

Hero --- this movie was so gorgeous

Rush Hour --- I would probably hate Rush Hour now tbh but whenever I hear “Fantasy” by Mariah Carey I think of the opening scene because I was Soo Young belting to Mariah Carey in the car, it was the best part of the movie for me as a kid because I was like I DO THAT TOO but then she gets kidnapped, so....

The Mummy --- CLASSIC

Gremlins 

Hercules - DUH

The Godfather --- I rarely talk about my dad but he was very much into mob movies because he liked the way they dressed and carriedt themselves in these movies, especially in The Godfather so whenever I was with him, The Godfather was on a lot 

He was also very much into comics, particularly Batman, so even though I don’t really care for DCU/MCU or comics, I’m more likely to go to a theatre (well pre-Covid) and pay to watch a Batman movie over any other comic movie - except Black Panther which is a huge exception because these Batman movies were a pat of my childhood

yes, even Batman and Robin, I even had the soundtrack, listening to Bone Thugs N Harmony on my bunk bed and shit.

Space Jam --- I recently watched the Movie Pitch for this and it had me hollering

Lean On Me --- I have complicated feelings about this movie now but I grew up watching it and I really liked it and the older I got the more I understood what the movie was actually about

Practical Magic --- I wanted to live in that house

Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone --- because it was real finally!

Armageddon -- I still love this horrible, nonsensical, illogical, terrible movie because it’s utterly fantastic and hilarious. As a child I didn’t understand this moment and why it was such a huge ask, as an adult I’m like YES. IF I SURVIVE SAVING THE WORLD I’M NOT DOING THIS, THE FUCK I LOOK LIKE?

[rocknvaughn]

Also, I see that you receive not nice asks from another anon. Again, I am so sorry if you receive them because of my questions. I never meant something bad or want to hurt you when were asks them. There are few videos in youtube with fans who meet Colin, but I wanted to know more about this experience, some sweet details or Colin’s reactions when he is talking with his fans.

Please do not feel badly for asking questions. I ended up not answering the remainder of the questions I had received mostly because I didn’t know if they were authentic questions or if they were baiting questions being asked by part of the troll anons from yesterday. And as you saw, yesterday was a bit of a trying day. So let me answer that question now:

Yes, I have met Colin. It was at Stage Door when he was doing The Tempest in June of 2013. There was a group of about 30 people or so, and Colin took the time to sign for each and every one of us. He even asked to make sure he hadn’t missed anyone before he went back inside! This was back during a time when Colin would come out to Stage Door of his own volition, which sadly he almost never does anymore. (But that is a story for another post)

Everyone at Stage Door that particular night was well behaved. We waited our turn patiently and made room for others once that person had gotten their autograph.

I have since gotten beyond the awestruck feeling of seeing one’s favourite actor and now think of him more of just a “nice guy that acts”...but back then, I must admit that I was so flustered by seeing Colin in person that I could not remember in the moment how to turn the flash on for my camera, so not one photo I took that night came out!

Anyway, when it was my turn, I was determined to actually say something to him, so I didn’t look him in the face, for fear of freezing like a deer in the headlights. Instead, I spoke to his hands as I watched him signing my programme and said, “I really loved the play. I thought everyone was really fantastic.” to which he replied, “Cheers! Thanks a million!” (I was incredibly chuffed by his response. It was only later on that I realised that is one of the catchphrases he uses, which made it feel slightly less special, but you know...that moment was still mine, so...)

Thank God another friend of mine was there that night and she had the forethought to capture that moment on film for me! (and no, I’ve never posted that photo and I never plan to.)

My experience was pretty much “30 seconds and done” (not that I am complaining, mind you!), but I have heard of other encounters that were pretty amazing.

Most of these were from The Tempest era, mostly because from Mojo on (the next play Colin did) Colin really stopped doing Stage Door.

I have a friend who was living in London at the time. She would sometimes get off work and get to the Globe in time to stop at Stage Door to see if Colin would choose to come out that night. When Colin did come out, she was the only one there. She asked him if he wouldn’t mind signing something for a friend of hers from America who had been planning to come to see the play but whose plans changed last minute and was gutted about it. It was to be a surprise to cheer her up. Colin asked where her friend was from and when she told him, they got to talking about that because it was from the same area that the band Death Cab for Cutie originated (one of Colin’s favourite bands).

When he’d finished signing the item for her friend, Colin asked my friend if she wanted him to sign something for her as well. My friend said, “No, that’s okay...It’s late and I’m sure you’d like to go home. Perhaps I’ll catch you another day.” And then Colin left.

About two weeks later, my friend went to see the show and then went to Stage Door afterward with a programme of her own. When it was her turn, Colin recognised her and asked about whether her friend had received her surprise gift yet.

Another friend of mine happened across Colin as he was arriving at the theatre for The Tempest one afternoon. My friend didn’t say anything, but the friend SHE was with asked him if he might sign something for my friend, because it was her birthday (and that wasn’t an excuse to get him to sign something...it really was her birthday). So he did stop and sign something for her and went inside.

That evening after the show, she was at Stage Door (it was the same night I met Colin and she was with my friends and I) Because she’d already gotten an autograph that day, she sort of stood aside and let everyone else go, taking photos of us when he signed for us, etc. Near the end, when he asked if he’d gotten everyone, he saw her and asked if she had anything else she wanted him to sign. So she pulled out her DVD case for the film Parked. He was surprised to see that the sleeve had already been signed by the other principal actor and the director of the film. My friend explained that she had gone to one of the film festivals and gotten the autographs there. He smiled and signed the DVD sleeve for her. As he handed it back, he said, “Oh, and Happy Birthday! I forgot to say it earlier.”

The moral of these stories is that Colin can be kind, thoughtful, has a great memory and remembers faces, lol!

But I think my all-time favourite fan encounter from The Tempest era HAS to be the Barry’s Tea story. There is no way I could tell it as well as the person it happened to, so I will drop you the link to it here!

[craftydaemon]

Stuffykins Plush Commission

I forgot to post this yesterday

This is a plush commission for someone on Twitter! I don't know if they're comfortable being tagged, so I'll refrain. BUT this is their OC, who is absolutely adorable btw. I will NOT be making another one of these unless it's for the same person.

This plush was meant to be 10", but I think he actually came out to around 12".

He stands up by balancing on his tail.

He's made to roughly resemble a TY beanie baby, but he is extra stuffed and firm.

He has a squeaker in his chest behind the bow, non-removable minky glasses, and he smells like birthday cake!

He has patterns on his tummy and arm that glow in the dark after being exposed to UV light.

He was very complicated, but I really like the final result. He's very comforting, that's for sure. I found myself testing his squeaker a lot LOL

[adjaecent]

- dreamers often lie (t) pt. 1/6

the 1996 Romeo + Juliet AU that wouldn’t leave my mind after this photoshoot and this interview

pairing: romeo!jaehyun x ofc!juliet 

genre/warnings: romance, tragedy, violence, tries to be a little geographically accurate and fails at it, no smut (sorry lol)

summary:  His fingers traced her cheek lightly, eyes dancing as if to say, “Well, now you have my attention, what are you going to do with it?”

The ringing of her alarm sounded hours after Juliet had already awoken. Her eyes stared blankly at the lacy canopy of her bed, her mind still trapped in the memory of her dreams. If she could stay trapped in those memories, if she could just drown in them all and never wake up again, she would be more content than she felt now. She could even be happy.

She heard the sound of their housekeeper and the woman who had practically raised her making her way down the hall. Chung-sook reached Juliet’s door and shouted loud and true that her young charge was slacking her day away and would be late for school if she didn’t hurry up. Then she cackled loudly, the only sound that could be heard in the entire house. Juliet raised her voice, if not her head, so she could be heard, “I’m awake, I promise! I’m sorry, I must be so distracted I forgot to turn off the alarm.”

Her voice trailed off as Chung-sook laughed again, “Oh, I know your tricks, Miss! You had best wake up right now, I have breakfast ready and I will be very sore if you leave in a rush without eating any of it!”

The housekeeper walked away, thoughtlessly humming under her breath and Juliet finally reached over to silence her alarm. Her dreams had already begun slipping away, slowly like water between her fingers. Yet, just like water, the feel of them remained even afterwards, her hands soaked in their metaphorical thoughts.

She had dreamt of him again.

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Her mind drifted as she buttoned up her uniform shirt, her fingers deftly moving up the garment. He had been bent over a book, his graceful fingers moving over a passage as his mouth moved to read the words. She had been sitting nearby, but he hadn’t noticed her. Even her dreams kept that consistency to her normal life. But unlike her real self, she had reached over in her dreams and she had plucked the book from his fingers so that when he looked up in surprise he would have to look straight at her.

His brown eyes were wide in their shock, the warm sunlight illuminating every speck of color. His face was puzzled before it had smoothed over to an amused and expectant look. Her heart was beating so fast she could feel the book start to slip from her twitching fingers and before she could set a goal, before she could act, he moved.

His fingers traced her cheek lightly, eyes dancing as if to say, “Well, now you have my attention, what are you going to do with it?”

She had woken up as his thumb touched her bottom lip, the words stagnant in her mouth.

“Everything, anything, please.”

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Juliet sat at the modern dining table, leaving space between her and her mother. Her father would typically sit between them most mornings, but he was currently in the midst of a PR disaster. Some of his shadier filings involving shops he owned in Itaewon had come to the media’s attention and they talked of illegal contracts and bribery. Nothing that wasn’t true, of course, but everything that should never be said out loud.

She knew only one family that would dare to sell information like this to the press. The feud between their families was ancient, something that went as far back as their time as merchant traders in the kingdom of Silla. Both families tried to ingratiate themselves to different sovereigns at different times, to appeal to different traders and foreigners, and to own the coveted trading routes at the Han river. Their last names were a symbol of their trading prowess at this time, political marriages made at different junctures to benefit their status–the strange Chos and Jeongs of Seoul.

Her own family had kept a tradition of naming their daughters using foreign names from the past. Juliet was used to the double take people made when they read her name and then actually saw her, their disappointment always keenly felt. She never lived up to the excitement or the poetry of the name she was given, even if she was expected to live up to the honor of the last name she never sought.

She stood after dutifully finishing her breakfast, making sure she left nothing on her plate so that Chung-sook would not worry. Her mother leans her cheek towards her for a perfunctory kiss, her fingers scrolling quickly on her phone, and Juliet left after her quiet goodbye was left unanswered.

Her family’s driver moved to open the door for her, his smile wide even as he stood in the slightly chilly morning air.

“Good morning, little princess. Ready for school?”

Juliet smiled at Mr. Park and shook her head, both an answer and an admonishment. The nickname was one spouted by her family and by her enemies alike and in her mind it was just another name she couldn’t hope to live up to.

They drove to her cousin’s home as was their normal routine to school. Rosaline walked demurely to the car, disregarding Mr. Park as he opened the door for her. She was older by two years and beautiful, her mind as sharp as steel and the focus of it honed over years. Rosaline was preparing to sit for her university exams this fall and she had already planned her future law career out to the next ten years. Nowhere in these plans was there room for either marriage or love and neither of them ever talked about how Rosaline was free to make this decision as the daughter of the youngest Cho son.

Juliet held no wishes like that for herself, she knew exactly what marriage meant for her and for the future of her family.

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The first time she had ever seen him was with Rosaline next to her. Her thirteenth birthday had just happened and Rosaline had taken her out to celebrate the gain of a little more of her freedom. They had been walking in Itaewon which was a neutral zone for both of their families. It held none of the expectations of tradition and of order that the Cho areas north of the Han river did for her and none of the animosity the Jeong areas south of the Han river did either. Here, hidden behind the tourists and the foreigners, she could almost escape all of it.

She had been dragging Rosaline towards a taiyaki stand, the fried dough one of her favorite treats when she was outside the house, when she heard his laugh for the first time. She had turned her head to see a boy making loud and angry sounds in the middle of the street, almost as if he was fighting a shadow. His movements were exaggerated and Juliet couldn’t help but laugh at one of his dramatic stumbles. She was amused watching the show until she heard the laugh again and this time her eyes wandered to another boy standing at the center of the crowd, his body leaning against the front of a shop as he stared at the funny display that was most certainly for him.

Juliet stared transfixed as his happiness spread on his face, the smile pulling at his face to end at the rivets of two symmetrical dimples. Every thought and every feeling was laid bare in his smile and she couldn’t imagine what that would have been like, to express so freely that your own face had certain tells for others to see. For happiness to be something so easy to find in your smile.

His eyes moved to them, most likely sensing her stare, but they quickly flitted past her to her cousin. She could see the recognition in his stare and the sudden excitement at seeing Rosaline, but her cousin only huffed before moving past her. She kept her hand on Juliet’s arm so she wouldn’t be lost in the crowd as she shoved through it. Juliet turned to glance at him one more time, to see his face fall as Rosaline ignored him. His eyes moved downwards and she caught his attention this time, his face curiously blank when he looked at her before Rosaline succeeded in getting through the crowd and the contact was finally broken.

Juliet felt that she might be able to breathe again now that the strange spell was broken, but she found that even the taiyaki her cousin had gotten them tasted like nothing in her mouth. Rosaline glanced at her before sighing, “Don’t you dare tell anyone about this.”

She looked up shocked at her suddenly whiny tone. Rosaline was always regal in the way she spoke, especially to her younger cousins.

“That was Jaehyun, a Jeong, and not just any one of them, but the one to inherit it all. He has this asinine idea in his head that he’s in love with me because I rejected him yesterday and that our family histories don't actually matter,” she scoffed, “The history between our families is one of the only things that matters as far as I’m concerned. He’s insufferable. God, if he would only use his brain for once.”

Juliet remembered the sheer breadth of emotions that she saw on his face before Rosaline pulled them away. She couldn’t imagine being so brave as to go against her family’s wishes. She couldn’t imagine being so brave as to put emotion and passion before logic or reasoning.

She couldn’t help but to admire him, even then.

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The gossip reached them even before they reached their school. Juliet was distracted with a kitty collecting game she’d downloaded to her phone, she found a lot of joy in feeding each cat that found its way to her little yard and would play it for hours embarrassingly enough. She heard Rosaline gasp at her social feed and suddenly had a new phone shoved into her face. As her eyes adjusted, she saw that there were multiple posts, some with video even, of a fight that broke out earlier this morning.

As she glanced at the images she could make out their other cousin, Johnny, clear as day. He must have gone after the Jeongs in retaliation for what they leaked about her father’s business dealings, but since they were all still so young, their fights had to be relegated between their fists instead of in boardrooms. For someone as logical and cool headed as their cousin, his actions frequently turned angry when it came to their family feud. Juliet scoffed and looked away from the last image, the Chief of Police himself showing up to end the brawl in the streets.

“I can’t believe he would be so stupid,” she muttered, “It’s his last year and this isn’t what he should be focusing on. This isn’t anything important at all! Why should this feud matter more than his future?”

There was silence before Rosaline spoke, “He’s fighting because of what those scum released to the media about your father, Juliet. I’m sure your father would appreciate the support.”

Juliet could see her face flinch in the window's reflection. Her father got himself into this mess with his less than ideal business practices, why would she have to defend his honor over this? If she had ever done something as embarrassing to the family, she knows they would have had no problems disowning her, only child or not. She glanced at Mr. Park and saw his eyes quickly glance away. His professionalism kept him silent, but she wanted to know just what he thought about her austere family and their terrible places in this city.

There would be no charges filed of course as neither family would want to invite them and the police themselves would ignore it so long as the bribes kept coming from the obscenely rich. Their feud had personally paid for most of the police equipment and cars, she was sure.

As they arrived in front of their school gates, Rosaline squeezed her arm before walking out of the car. Juliet knew what the gesture meant, they were now in front of the public and they would be scrutinized for everything that had occurred over the last week. To show weakness now would be detrimental to her family’s image.

They caught sight of Johnny waiting for them at the school’s entrance and Juliet couldn’t help the glare she shot him, even as she turned her face away so no one standing nearby would see. He dramatically rolled his eyes at her face, bringing his coffee up to his mouth as he ignored her. He never saw any problems with his behavior or his violence and the rest of the family would go along with it because he was the shining light of their family’s future as far as they were concerned. Even Rosaline only smiled at him and asked him just how much detention he was given for this new stunt and that she was sure to beat his score in the university exams now.

“Everyone in the fight has a month of detention for this, which is more fair than I thought it would be considering the Chief’s nephew was in the fight this time and on the Jeong’s side. I have no problems with Minjun, but his decision to be their friend is already a slight to our family that I can’t just ignore.”

At this, Juliet scoffed again and he moved to glare at her this time.

“Have you considered how this will affect your cram school? Will you be the one to let our tutor know or did it even cross your mind?”

She saw his face relax a little at this before he continued, “Well, obviously my dearest cousins will bring me the worksheets I missed and I’ll just have to work harder on the weekends to not fall behind in time for the exam. It’s all those Jeong’s fault, anyway.”

There was so much she could say then, how if he had also minded himself then the adults could have dealt with their business dealings by themselves and the children could be free to stay out of it, how it was not the younger Jeong’s faults that the head of their family decided to do this right when both families were fighting over a new development contract and just how dumb he was to phrase his request for his worksheets like that. They both knew Rosaline was never going to bring him his work.

Since she was in a lower grade than both her cousins, she started to walk past them to the school. She gave them a warning to not be late to class before heading to her designated locker to trade her books for her morning’s classes. There were already whispers around her, her name loud and clear in most of her classmates mouths. As much as she wanted to slam her locker and turn around to shout at them, she held herself back and gently closed her locker.

Her classroom sat at the back of the school, with wide windows that faced out into their private courtyard. It was an affluent school, known for getting its students into high ranking universities, and most of the students knew each other’s families because of their business or political relations. It was also one of the other few neutral zones for the Cho and Jeong families as neither would sacrifice the best education even for their feud.

Her assigned seat was right next to the window and she had selfishly coveted the desk since she received it. She could stare out directly at the large tree in the middle of the courtyard where most students mingled before classes and she could feel the sun stream in from the southern-facing windows. She reached her hand out to touch the window pane, the warmth of the glass warming her palm. There was a movement to her right and when Juliet looked, she had a chance to make eye contact with the same pair of eyes that had haunted her dreams this morning. With a curse, she quickly looked away, angling her body awkwardly in her desk so that she could be hidden from view.

Her heart was racing and she was reminded of how brave she was in her dream, how she not only wanted but commanded his attention there. With several deep breaths, she moved to look out the window again but he was gone and the courtyard was starting to empty. Her classmates started to filter into the classroom and Juliet shook her head in disappointment. She would do better next time.

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Their tutor was not pleased with the information she relayed, his strict admonishments falling on the ears of the one person not involved in any of this in the slightest. By the time she had finally gotten all of her cousins' worksheets the sun was starting to hang low in the sky and she knew she would be late getting home at this rate. Her father was throwing a fundraiser gala tonight, some good press to negate the bad he kept accumulating and she was expected to be there and on her best behavior. Her mother had already coordinated an extensively detailed look for her and it would take hours to get ready in a way that would satisfy them both.

Curse her stupid cousin!

When she reached the room where their detention was being held, she could hear the angry voices from outside the door. It did absolutely nothing to calm her anger.

Juliet shoved the door open, the shock at the interruption silencing the group of students inside and she spared a glance to see how they had divided themselves into different areas of the room. Each group was cleaning old instruments and sports gear, their physical tasks obviously meant to keep them occupied though it wasn’t doing them any good.

She could feel eyes staring at her from her left, the group of Jeong boys and supporters most likely shocked at both her appearance as well as her loud entry. She carefully avoided one specific set of eyes that wasn’t supposed to be there, but it seemed like he chose to stick by his troublesome cousins the same way she did. He must have been keeping them company during their detention and if Juliet had known she would have made sure to check her appearance at least once before coming in. And she also might have made a much quieter entrance.

Once her eyes set on her cousin, sitting next to a pile of basketballs he was wiping down, her previous anger overtook her nerves. She walked towards him with the worksheets in her fist and practically shoved the folder at him.

“Do you have any idea the absolute earful I just got from our tutor? I’m not even the idiot who got in trouble! You owe me so much for this, Johnny!”

She could hear snickering from behind her, but she pointedly ignored their audience, choosing instead to stare at how her cousin rolled his eyes.

“Oh, I’m so sorry that you’re going to be late to your party, princess. We both know you don’t even like these galas.”

She crossed her arms in order not to shove at him, especially in front of their audience, “You know just how important this is to my dad right now,” she lowered her voice and finally he showed some remorse and Juliet wished the Uncle card wasn’t the only way to get through to him these days, “and you know I'll keep bringing you these worksheets because it’s important to me that you do well. This, your education, is important. Not what’s happening here…” She moved her arm to show the detention room, the pointed divide between each group. The audience behind them was quiet to this.

“But you have to tell our damn tutor that all of this was your fault anyway! I want them to leave me alone or so help me, I won’t be responsible for my actions after this.” She felt the urge to stamp her foot, but held herself back. She was already coming off petulant in her anger right now so it was best not to add annoying brat to everything else.

This caused Johnny to smile and he shoved at her to leave, “Alright, okay, make sure to tell your mom I’ll be right there after this. Go and get beautiful, we both know it’ll take a while.”

She turned to glare at him again, oh that jerk, but was interrupted by a voice from behind her.

“What is this, the Cho’s are hosting a big party tonight? And they forgot to invite me!” Minjun put his hand to his heart, acting every bit as dramatic as the time she had first seen him fighting his shadow in the streets of Itaewon all for Jaehyun’s amusement. She ignored the same boy hovering at the edges of her periphery, just like that first time as well.

“I’m sure the Chief was invited, Minjun. You’re free to come if you’d like,” her diplomatic answer betrayed her racing heart. If she could only just extend the invite to the others, if she could only have an excuse to see him outside of the confines of these walls for one night.

“But your friends are not invited.”

Juliet closed her eyes momentarily at the harsh response behind her. She moved to open her mouth before another voice spoke up. This time she had an excuse to finally (finally) move her eyes to him, giving herself the chance to drink in the picture he made without any worry that someone would catch her staring too long.

“You wound us, Johnny. I thought this detention was finally bringing us closer. You know I have no reason to hate you or your family,” Jaehyun smiled as he spoke, his deep voice calming the room.

He sat on top of one of the desks on their side of the room, the circle of people of him obviously arranged in a way that he was at its center even as Minjun held the most attention. He was still in his school uniform, but his white shirt collar was unbuttoned and his hair had been mussed up by his own hands. It was one of his nervous tells as whenever he felt the loss of control in a situation or in his emotions, his hands would move to touch his hair. His physical perfection was something he put so much thought to that to check on it was something almost ingrained in him. She wondered what about this situation made him nervous. Her own hands twitched at her side before she quickly closed them into fists. She saw his eyes flick to them and realized she must have shown a much more antagonistic picture than she meant to. She quickly relaxed her hands again, stretching out the tension and she watched as he stared at that, too.

“You know our families could never be like that,” was Johnny’s simple response behind her and it was only because she knew him so well that she could recognize the small regret in his tone. There was a time when this feud didn’t mean so much to him either, but as they’d grown older and he’d grown more attached to the family business and the family name, it had come to be the same bitter story as before. Now this feud mattered too much to him. With a sigh she turned away, she had already wasted too much time here and her mother was going to be even angrier at her accidental slight.

As she walked to the door, the boys behind her turned back to their tasks, most likely realizing they’d have to work much faster in order to leave their detention on time. She still felt one pair of eyes on her as she left, their owner left with nothing else to do but watch her leave.

[purplesurveys]

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Was your childhood wasted by something? It was wasted by the fact that I had to grow up faster than all the other kids so even though I kept up with all the trends, had all the cool toys, and knew which shows to watch, I still spent a great chunk of my childhood silently stressing out about stuff happening at home. Would you rather die during an adventure or die like a normal person? LOL ‘like a normal person.’ I’d want to pass harmlessly, which I guess is under normal. I’d hate to be killed by something that was meant to be an adventure, like skydiving gone wrong or falling off a cliff. Those would hurt exponentially more too, so no thanks. Have your parents ever put you on a diet? No, I’ve never had to be on one.

Have your parents ever tried to commit suicide? [trigger warning] No but one time my mom had a strange breakdown and verbally threatened me and my dad that she was going to do it. It remains one of the weirdest, eeriest few seconds of my life and I don’t really like thinking about it. Do you have a gag reflex? I don’t know, but I probably do. I haven’t...tested it lmao. Do you ever fantasize about trying drugs? No, fantasize is a loaded term. I think about the possibility sometimes, but I’m not obsessed with the idea of acquiring weed or anything like that. Have you ever put gum in someone's hair? Nope. That’s a hilarious prank to do to someone being shitty though, hah. Would you rather have sex before you're married or wait till marriage? I can be eitiher, I’m not picky about this kind of stuff. I've been having sex in my current relationship. Have you ever not gone to school, just because? I only did this in high school because my former school had events that I found irrelevant and that I didn’t want to go to. In college, if I wanted to cut an entire day���s worth of classes I had to have a very good reason why. Do you know anyone who can play the bagpipes? No, but lol this question reminded me of the Friends episode where Ross learned the bagpipes to play for Monica and Chandler’s wedding. Have you ever let someone hit you? [trigger warning] No. In the few times my mom put her hands on me I was always in the fetal position to protect myself. Do you own a hand warmer? A what? I’ve never heard of that but we don’t really need that here. Do you have friends in other states/countries? Used to. When I was in different fandoms throughout my teenage years I gained friends from North and South America and Europe; I also have Filipino friends from grade school and high school who’ve migrated to the US and Canada. As for locally, I do have tons of friends who came from different provinces/islands. My school has a very diverse community and we have students from all 81 provinces, probably. Do you ever pay attention during church? No, unless the priest says something ridiculous then I start listening to see how even more stupid his homily gets. Otherwise I’m daydreaming, fantasizing, and imagining for that whole hour. Do you have self control? Funny you should mention this while the song playing on my Spotify is Hayley Williams’ Sudden Desire which is precisely about self-control, hahaha. Anyway, it depends on the situation and how desperate I am for something. My self-control is probably the worst when it comes to food though; I’ll always end up picking up whatever I’m craving no matter how late it is, how far the restaurant is, or how much money I have left. Have you ever broke a window? Nope. When was the last time you freaked someone out? Idk maybe this afternoon when I was playing with my dog and squishing him and talking to him in all sorts of voices lolol he always looks so freaked out when I do it to him. Have you ever gone on a date with a weirdo? No. I don’t really do dates. Who's the last person you called a bitch? I’ve never called anyone a bitch directly, but I did call my mom that when she was out of earshot yesterday. Do you drink kool-aid? I don’t. Have you ever dropped something hot on your foot? No. I’d hate for that to happen, I’m scared of getting burned. Do you watch porn? Less than before, but yeah I do; though a big reason why I watch it less these days is because the government blocked a whole chunk of porn sites off of our internet networks at the start of the year haha. The content in the remaining sites aren’t as impressive as the ones I was used to, so I stopped watching. Have you ever missed someone you hated? Sometimes I’ll miss the good times I have with Athenna, but I just have to remember that her attitude never improved in college and I’ve heard other people call her weird so I’m guessing she still acts shittily. Is anyone in your family disabled? Yes, I have an aunt with Down syndrome. What do you want for Christmas? That’s a long time from now. It depends on what I need by December. How many moles do you have? I don’t know if I have some that I’ve never seen yet but I’m aware of 5 that I have. Do you make your bed everyday? Yes. It’s much more relaxing to come back to a neat bed after a long day. Do you know how to ride a bike? :( No I don’t. My dad is super encouraging though and will always cheer me on to try getting on a bike again every now and then. Do you own any comic books? I own a couple, from back when I wanted to get into comic books because my favorite wrestlers CM Punk and AJ Lee were both comic book nerds. I tried so hard to like them, but at the end of the day it just wasn’t my thing. What is the nastiest dare you have ever committed? Probably the time I dropped my siomai on the ground and a friend or two told me to eat it while the rest of my friends told me not to. I went with the unpopular opinion and put the siomai in my mouth only to feel the small dirt/rocks that have gotten on it, so I promptly spat it out haha. Do you know anyone who has been raped? I don’t think so. Are you an atheist? Yes.

Have you ever owned a goldfish? Yes, I had several of them as my first pets. Our old house was very crowded and chaotic and definitely not conducive to bigger pets, so my parents would get me fish so I can practice having pets.

Who was the last person to call you beautiful? Gabie, I think. How many times have you been stung by a bee? Zero. I run away from bees when I see one. What was the last flavor of gum you chewed? Spearmint, I think? That’s always the kind JM brings to school and I usually ask him for a piece of gum. When was the last time you used tape? February. My org was hosting an orientation for interested applicants in the college auditorium, so we posted arrows all over the building so guests would know where to go. When was the last time you said fuck? Ooh I’m not so sure. Probably last night when I had a video call with Gabie since I curse around her the most.

Have you ever stolen something? A pen or five, yep. What's the last movie you watched? Two for the Road. Who's the last person you watched a movie with? Just myself. But the last time I did see a movie with someone, it was with Gabie. Where were you yesterday at 5 PM? I was in the dining area, probably. Who would you like to kiss right now? MY GIRLFRIEND

When was the last time you had tic tacs? Ages ago. I don’t get to have it a lot. When was the last time you ate chicken? We had wings for dinner two nights ago. Who was the last person you told to 'Shut the fuck up' to? Probs Gabie, in a joking manner. Why were you last nervous? My parents were fighting last night and I heard some banging upstairs. Whose pants did you last take off? Again, my girlfriend’s. When was the last time you were disturbed? Also last night hearing that ^ Why did you last feel awkward? Been a while since I’ve had a reason to feel that way. When was the last time you got in a fight with your best friend? With Gabie, two nights ago. I haven’t had a fight with Angela in over a decade. Have you ever asked someone for a tampon? Nope, because I don’t use them. Who was the last person you read a book to? I don’t read books to anyone. Who is the person you say the most naughtiest things to? Hahahahaha. Dirty talk isn’t my thing but the last time was Gabie, probs three years ago when I tried it for the last time and still didn’t dig it. Who was the last person to send you a letter? I forgot the last person to greet me on my birthday... I think it was Patrice. How do you feel about war? Not a fan. Do you like cupcakes or muffins more? Cupcakes. Have you ever pushed someone on purpose? Just my siblings when we were younger. Have you ever slapped someone in the face? My brother, after he slapped me first. This was shortly before I stopped talking to him completely.

[jindoelf]

200202 Kyuhyun YT (Kyu TV) -Hyuk +Shindong+Wook

https://youtu.be/j_PiDGg-inA

200203 Kyuhyun's birthday

Kyu says he receives a lot of presents from the fans after his musical so he says he usually takes like 5 hours to deal with all the presents (like read the letters and look at the presents etc)

kyu was saying there was a fan who said he liked him for 8 years so he thought she would probably be in her twenties but shes only a high schooler and she started liking him since she was in elementary school so he was like mindblown

kyu just took 2 big bags of letters and said he usually reads those at night and if he doesnt read them, they will pile up 😂

Kyu says its okay even if you dont give him presents because he is earning well thanks to everyone so when he reads letters, sometimes they say its their first pay from working hard from a part time job and he is really sad

he says please go buy some stuff for yourself instead and just writing letters to him is fine

kyu says he received so many throat candies that he feels like he can live for 3 years just eating those that he has

the guest is shindong (and probably hyukjae) lol just now behind the cam, hyukjae was like 'are you not cooking yet??? im hungry"

kyu was chopping the meat then in the comments, a lot of people were telling him to be careful with the knife and kyu confidently said he has never cut himself with the knife

Hyukjae behind the cam was like hurry up im hungry

HYUKJAE SAYS HE HAS NO MAKEUP AND CANT APPEAR BUT HE ACCIDENTALLY APPEARED

Shindong told hyukjae to wear donghae's bunker hat and cover himself

Ryeowook asked why donghae wasnt there but nobody really answered why

shindong says if the number of viewers exceeds 20k, kyu will have to give them each 20k krw 😂

Kyuhyun explained that shindong was meant to be the guest that he invited then hyukjae is living there so he is also there then ryeowook heard kyu inviting shindong so he was like ‘what about me!!!’ and thats why he is there and why no other members are there

Someone gave kyu a shot glass that says ‘like kyuhyun(kyuhyun cheoreom)’..its a pun from the alcohol called ‘cheoeum cheoreom(from the beginning)’ and hyukjae was like everyone if you drink ‘like kyuhyun’ you will die...pls dont do that 😂😂

Ryeowook says he will drink his first shot of soju slowly and he drank like 3/4 of it and then hyukjae was like you should drink it all! But rw was like imma drink slowly..i learnt it from donghae hyung then hyukjae was like ‘.....what do you learn from that kid?’

kyu is asking fans if its ok for them to wear presents that were meant for a certain member like he was explaining at macau, he forgot to bring his cap so he borrowed hyukjae’s since he had like 5 caps in his room

And then hyukjae was saying there were many times where the fans pass presents to him and asked him to pass the presents to another member and hyukjae was like thats fine but please dont give them all to me 😂 because he also has to arrange his own presents and it takes time

And he mentioned like once he saw a fan posting on sns saying the shirt was meant for donghae but he ended up wearing it because he got confused like he thought the shirt was for him

Kyuhyun even took out a small muji bag and he says the contents in it were all for ryeowook (seems like letters??) and he received all those just from yesterday

Kyu was looking at his phone and saying who sent messages to wish him and he was like OH yesung hyung sent a message! Then he showed to ryeowook and ryeowook was like..so short >_> and kyu was like yeah he added an emoticon too! And rw was like free emoticon >_>

Rw asked if donghae sent kyu a msg and kyu said no not yet and rw was like what is this donghae doing.....

They are now talking abt how they are like when they are tipsy and for ryeowook, hyukjae says he suddenly has a lot of aegyo and pulls people to keep drinking. Kyu then says after ss8 seoul, they asked who wanna go for 2nd round and rw says me!! But he didnt go 😂

Kyu was talking about how one time they were in chile (for mubank?) and then they were drinking in someone’s room and hyukjae said he was going to the toilet but he didnt come back so thry went to find him and he was asleep on the floor hugging the toilet bowl 😂😂

Hyukjae defends by saying because he was jetlagged + it was when he first started out to drink + it was wine so he got very sleepy and drunk very quickly

So hyukjae says when kyu is tipsy, hes just pretty much the same but one thing he remembers is that if someone sings around him, he will start giving the person vocal lessons 😂😂😂😂😂

Kyu asked if they’ve fixed which day they wanna go watch him at the musical and hyuk says yes but rw says no. Kyu then asks if we know that theres a chart that was uploaded abt his schedule and it was made by him. He says he made it using paint and rw asked ‘whats paint??’ 😂

Kyu asked hyukjae like when he was living alone, were there times he felt scared cuz of random sounds in the house and hyukjae says yes and usually when that happens he gets scared and doesnt really wanna leave the room

Then kyu said in their current dorm, because he sleeps late, at 4/5am, he occasionally hears random knocking sounds outside in the living room and he thought its manager or hyukjae but when he goes out to see, theres nobody then hyukjae was like 😱 WHY DID YOU TELL ME

Anyway hyukjae says the scariest thing when living alone was when he watches some playback shows then he pauses it to go to the toilet but then when hes in the toilet, the video starts to play again on its own 😂 rw says apparently it auto plays again on its on after 10 mins

(teukables)

[courage-a-word-of-justice]

Iruma-kun 10 - 12 | Shinchou Yuusha 9 - 12 (FINAL) | Dr Stone 22 - 24 (FINAL) | BnHA 72 - 74 | Stars Align 9 - 12 (FINAL) | No Guns Life 10 - 12 (FINAL)

Iruma-kun 10

That mascot is still around to annoy poor Kalego, huh? (LOL) I also noticed the demonstration demons have horns like oni.

Oh no! This means Azz-Azz is a prime target for Iruma!

(I was going to write something. Then I got so engrossed in the action, I forgot to…)

LOL, Sabro’s too heavy for Team A to lift!

Oh, Iruma’s hair isn’t tied anymore…

“…pruning this cactus.” – Does Eggie-sensei like plants?

Ooh, the first double-parter ever for this show, I think it is.

Shinchou Yuusha 9

Apparently ep 10 got delayed…*sigh*

LOL, thre’s product placement for a certain ice cream brand in this episode, huh?

Can we not with the boob grope???

*Rista takes care of Mash and Elulu* - Rista’s such a mom sometimes…

Stars Align 9

This one scene with Nao looks really blue…it’s almost unsettling.

Oh dear…I understand the sentiment of an inferiority complex all too well.

Dr Stone 22

Now we’re back to good ol’ science vs. survival of the fittest philosophy clash. Now, see, that’s the Dr Stone I like best!

Torricelli’s law.

Why is mica like baumkuchen? Probably because it has a lot of layers…

Wow, for WSJ – which encouraged fangirls all over the world to make yaoi/shonen ai ships – they sure tossed out the yaoi/shonen ai option real fast…

Skarn. I’ve never heard of it until now.

Magma, staring at the product of magma…LOL.

I…don’t get it. Even after watching the bit again, I don’t understand why Magma was trying to save Senku.

So…as is said for most WSJ series, the treasure was the friends we made along the way…LOL, what a way to acknowledge a trope.

Lemme guess…surprise birthday party? (Sorry, when I was reading up on Magma earlier, I saw that Magma helps with a birthday surprise for Senku and I found out what it was.)

I wonder if Rei is still up there at this point…? (Who’s Rei? You’ll find out if you read the Byakuya reboot…)

Well, “Rock Day” only works in Japanese. The language would’ve drifted over thousands of years so it shouldn’t work in the year 5731 (or whatever year Dr Stone is set).

Dr Stone 23

One episode until the end…but I’m away over Christmas, so I’ll have quite a bit to catch up on when I’m back. Update: I never did end up going away over Christmas.

Senku is much more of a trickster hero than an action hero. That’s been pretty obvious all the way through, but here it’s at its most obvious.

Oh, so Kaseki made the village bridge? Is that a correct assumption…? Update: I think the answer was yes from the manga.

How much chemistry does Gen know, anyway? Assuming he’s a humanities person because of psychology and his tricks, it must only be basic, right?

Thse intense stares…I’ve been reading JJBA: DiU lately, so I’m expecting an 80s-style “!!” to appear over someone’s head at this point, LOL.

Ooh, hardware. In fact, it looks like the inside of a computer…or, more relevant to this case, a phone.

So it’s not “rules are rules” anymore? Now Kinro’s changed his words to reflect his faith in Senku…hmm! Interesting! (Update: A quick google says Kinro is 18. Senku is about 18 (+ 3700 years). Plus, after they start dragging Ginro away, Kinro says his trademark line.)

Wouldn’t the coal smoke alert Tsukasa of the village’s location, though…? Then again, thanks to Homura and Hyouga, Tsukasa already knows their location…oops.

Rochelle salt.  

I saw that one shot of the world from the 1st OP and I thought there was meant to be a post-credits segment…LOL, nope.

Dr Stone 24 (FINAL)

The “acquisition message” basically said “We didn’t (just) need one cell phone, (so) it was useless!” Notably, it uses the counter for large items (like computers) for the phone.

Having finished the Byakuya reboot now, I wanna cry every time I hear about the guy…

Oh! The eyecatch is a record!

Basically, what records do is that they recreate sounds by using vibrations created by the grooves of the disc. Sound is a set of vibrations.

“Astronauts are science elites…” – Except maybe Lillian Weinberg…

I like Shamil out of the guys from the Soyuz the most. He’s a cross between Tsukasa and Senku. Stoic yet skeptical, a voice of reason for Byakuya’s sillier outbursts.

I wouldn’t be surprised if the shield was made with CGI, tbh.

Byakuya’s humour here is betraying the emotional capacity of the scene…it’s gone from “100% tear-inducing” to “confusing”.

Please sing Tsubasa wo Kudasai, Lillian…*crosses fingers*

I didn’t get what I wanted, but oh well. This song is good too. (I wouldn’t be surprised if most of the record player was CGI too. It’s good CGI for sure.)

LOL, Puyo Puyo! Even Sherlock Holmes! Dragon Ball, Nintendo Switch, VR, Saiyuki! It’s like a treasure trove of references!

Normally the s2 announcement comes after the credits, so I was thrown for a loop when it was announced before the ED…anyways, this is the end of the s1 coverage. See you for s2!

BnHA 72

[no notes, sorry!]

Iruma-kun 11

Robin looks like Iruma…(this vaguely annoys me.)

I noticed Keroli (sp?) is in the back left, alone…that’s kinda sad.

Sabro is hella tall…even taller than Azz-kun, and that says something.

Ah…I love Eggie-sensei. He’s so funny!

Really? I thought Sullivan wrote them (the rules).

I wanna see an episode where Eggie-sensei can’t turn into his fuzzy form and has to do familiar activities with Iruma. That, or an episode where Eggie-sensei has some human parts and some familiar ones (although that would scare some little kids, I think…)

What a Machiavellian mindset Eggie-sensei has!

Iruma’s got wine, people! Underage drinking is a no-no! (partially joking)

Good on ya, Clara! Go kick those girls to the kerb!

The butterflies are so beautiful in this show!

So basically school clubs.

Hmm…it’s almost a Fordist approach. I mean, “freeing yourself up to do other things” is basically the entire ethos of that.

NGL 10

I was reading JJBA: DiU today and Colt seriously looks like a Jojo’s character…

“Your face is just like…”

N-No way! You mean, the Victor Mary’s wanted to see all along…is the other gunhead…?! Geesh, what a plot twist!

Stars Align 10

“We all play to win.” – That’s very Maki of you, Maki.

Shinjo/Oshimi???? That must be Ryoma…! By the way, what’s up with these Itsuse twins…?

Who’s Hatanooka? Update: That’s the team with Joy in it…and those fangirls who busted Mitsue up.

F*** it…Arashi, I wanna pummel you someday.

LOL, you can sell your temmates out with chanpuru, huh, Arashi?

Did Maki suggest something subliminally…?

*Maki and Toma run around* - LOL, this play is completely unorthodox, haha. I can tell even if I’m no expert.

Shinchou Yuusha 10

We’re back after another week’s break…

Come to think of it, how do fantasy worlds have concepts of “hours”?

LOL, how convenient it was that there just happened to be a dude needing healing walking past! (partially sarcastic, partially meaning it since the circumstances foreshadowed it)

“Talent”, eh? *stares at the camera, which is showing Rista’s boobs, with disapproval*

The Demon Spirit Orb is basically a monster cell from OPM 2, isn’t it…?

If Seiya came from our world…then I’m sorry, Wolks, but whoever told you is completely and utterly wrong. *gestures at all the conflicts around the world, including political turmoil*

“Are you calling…”  

No Guns Life 11

Second-last ep!

Oh great…another yandere?(I read JJBA: DiU hardcover vol. 2 yesterday, so I’m still thinking about Yukako Yamagishi…)

There’s a convertible in the OP, though…I wonder if that will come into play later. Update: Even if it does come into play in the future, it doesn’t happen in ths cour.

Stars Align 11

It was like Joy was showing off to the camera…LOL.

Apparently, Joy’s name is a weird reading for yorokobi (happiness).

This feels like a final episode…

Hmm. I thought Yonex sponsored this. Turns out that’s a parody logo after all (or at least, here it’s a parody).

One of the Itsuse bros looks exactly like Maki, so it’s confusing…

I’m still confused as to why Shijo Minami’s shirts say nantei on them. The minami might be nan in another way of reading it, but…the shi can only be read kokorozashi otherwise and while the jou can be read many, many ways, tei isn’t one of them.

Ume = plum blossom, so that purple-pink colour really suits them.

BnHA 73

Eri’s name means, literally, “to break reason”.

This scene with the stars and the dancefloor…that’s new.

Iruma-kun 12

Sometims you forget this dork *points at Azz* is more powerful than Iruma and Clara…

You can see Clara and Iruma in the shot of Azz-kun.

The reason why I like calling Kalego “Eggie-sensei” is because he doesn’t like it! 

I love how the narrator is even aware it’s been mentioned several times Iruma can’t decline requests.

New Magic is basically science…?

Oh, it would be hilarious if this character Iruma just bumped into and he (Iruma) would be in a Battler together…but I’ve read spoilers, so I know what Iruma will join…

Is this some kind of allegory for technology…?! *eyes sparkle* Yes, I want in! Iruma! Join this club!

Even this demon’s clip is a book! Amazing!

Clara! She dab! In a pot!

Come to think of it, in the basic premise, Iruma-kun (the show) is Kenja no Mago, right? The Wise Man’s Grandson…sort of.

Shinchou Yuusha 11

Almost at the end…I’ll sorely miss this show.

Is Tiana some former version of Rista…?

How old is Seiya again…? Update: Apparently he’s 17…and if he’s the same age as he used to be in this flashback, then…kinda squicky, no?

Stars Align 12 (FINAL)

I heard this show dropped the ball and that Nao’s mother got a rant, but otherwise I don’t quite know what happens here…so let’s finish what we started. Update: Nao’s mother’s rant was in a previous episode.

Oh hey! It’s that running thing Nao and Taiyo were doing…I think. (I don’t think I’ve grasped everyone’s names, even over 12 eps, so I had to check Taiyo’s name up.)

Oh, these gremlins…*sighs happily but also exasperatedly* No wonder this show took out a top 10 position for my 2019 list.

I’m worried now…there’s always a last minute thing to ruin an episode on this show.

I always thought Ryoma’s hair was pretty nice…(small LOL). That’s just my bias for bishonen showing though.

I’m…scared now…Maki’s dad must’ve come back and the red in the sky really sold that moment…

Maki…no!!!!!!!! Aw, f***, that’s the final seconds…geesh, way to end the series. If this were a 2 cour, I’d definitely watch the next one, but since I heard through ANN that this is all we have so far, really, the only thing I can do for a passion project is hope another cour gets funded and (maybe) purchase what I can to help out. Well, that’s it, folks, skedaddle out of here until next time.

No Guns Life 12 (FINAL)

This pendant reminds me of the mana compass I saw in Fate/Zero yesterday.

I bet Danny planted those footprints…or something like that. Update: Yup, he did.

Come to think of it, is Juzo still missing his arm from last time…?

“You weren’t my client, little lady.” – There’s one of two possible options here, I think: 1) the hands guy was or 2) Danny was.

I wonder, will the hand Extended ever become his (Juzo’s) left hand? Or will he get an Extension for it?

Wow, second huge end-of-season cliffhanger! Juzo got a new buddy, it seems…anyway, see you in spring!

Cautious Hero 12 (FINAL)

If the Valkyryja (sp?) isn’t magic…what is it???

That one guy lying on the side of the fountain, looking all drunk…LOL.

Geez, you make me wanna cry, show!!!

Even the alarm clock is dejected…geez…

This is…the best conclusion of the fall season in that Seiya defeated the Demon King and the story wrapped up properly, but the worst in that Seiya died. No one died in Stars Align, even if they failed a tonne! So…I dunno. I guess it should be happy it ended optimistically…anyways, enough of my moping. See you next time.

BnHA 74

Shin Nemoto = “the truth of the origin of the sound”, if you stuck the particle no between each character.

Tintin got scary, LOL.

Lemillion, making “no capes” go out of fashion again (LOL).

Wow, talk about a clip show…! This is really one.

Check the end of the episode, don’t forget to watch the post-credits segments, people.

[b00bconnoisseur]

60 questions for @not-my-brain

1. selfie.......Ugghhhh ok. Imma take one rn

Ok here u go (yes thats a bmth shirt)

2. what would you name your future kids?.....Ooo hmmm well when i was a kid i really liked the names disney, and mesiah. I didn't know at the time that mesiah was another name for god i think lol. I liked it cause of handlers mesiah. I still do. Ooo and maybe Tj too

3. do you miss anyone?......Yeah. My friends on Pinterest from a year ago. My friend lucas. Stan lee. Bob ross. My cousin who died from cancer some years ago. Snape. Sirius. Lupin. Tonks. Dobby. *continues to name every unfortunate death in hp*

4. what are you looking forward to?.......SE-YA next month!! Its the south eastern young adult festival at this college. You can have meet n greets with authors and alot of stuff its the besstttt

5. is there anyone who can always make you smile?......DEFINATELY. @dirtysocke @mysisterlooksforthisaccountsobye @cristal-kyd1280 @sammchenry my friend lucas and @septembersbloom. ^^

6. is it hard for you to get over someone?..... What like...romantically? Or like a death? If romantically uhhh idk it took over a couple weeks but im ok now. Ive never had another relationship so idk. If death oof yeah idk maybe. Ig it depends on how much i knew them idk. Like when my nanny (great grandma) died i was sad for days (is that alot?)

7. what was your life like last year?.....Sucky af. Still is. But the highlights of my life last year was getting and making friends on tumblr, going to the tøp concert and going to warped tour, volunteering at the library, going to seya and meeting some of my favorite authors, reading, changing and improving my art, listening to all the bands i listen to now, getting into more fandoms, going to a friends house for the first time

8. have you ever cried because you were so annoyed?.......Yes lol. Some years ago when i couldn't find smtn id be so annoyed and pissed id start crying. I dont now but still lol

9. who did you last see in person?.......Hm ig family doesn't count....? Wait do u mean a friend? If so uhh my friends rebekah, anika, and Judah at a TAB meeting at the library sometime last month.

10. are you good at hiding your feelings?......I think so? Like i mean I can hide whenever i get my....time of the month from my mom (talking abt stuff like that with her makes me uncomfortable) and i hid a breakup. And other p big stuff too. So imma say yeah

11. are you listening to music right now?........*pops on earbuds after reading this* yee im listening to bitch lasagna by pewdiepie xD (do i have the best spotify playlist or what?)

12. what is something you want right now?.......To hug @mysisterlooksforthisaccountsobye but SOMEONE has to live so far away

13. how do you feel right now?........Happy that my earbud still works cause they got washed in the wash yesterday....oops. Its not my fault. I told my dad to remind me to take it out of my jacket pocket before they threw it in but noooooo he forgot

14. when was the last time someone of the opposite sex hugged you?.......Uhhhhh fuck idk it was probably from my lil 4 yr old bro sometime last week. Other than him (hes my favorite sibling) i dont let them hug me too much

15. personality description.......Nerdy. Fangirl. "Emo". Tomboy. Hotsause obsessed. Book lover. Music lover. Black. Blue. Harry potter. Introvert. Fall. Sports. Values friendship. Loyal. Uhhhh i cant think of much lol

16. have you ever wanted to tell someone something but you didn’t?.......*sigh* yes. Yes yes yes. Theres some things abt me, or my life really, that i havent told anyone on here or my irl friends that i sooooo want to so bad but i haven't cause i feel like they'd feel bad and pity me and i don't want that

17. opinion on insecurities........I dont really understand this one. Everyones insecure abt something. Is this askin like if i think its ok or not? I say its ok. Im insecure about literally everything about me. My face. My personality. My socialness. My art. What i do. What i say. Basically my whole body. The things i feel good abt are my books, music taste, and my friends (ily fuckers)

18. do you miss how things were a year ago?.........Hmm this time around a year ago....idk its sorta the same but all the stuff i mentioned abt my year from last year didn't happen yet so nah tho my life sucks rn its better than this time last year

19. have you ever been to New York?........Nooo but i want too soo baddd i wanna visit @septembersbloom !! Im coming for ya soon gramps *does the eye watching thing* my dads been to nyc before tho cause he does construction and he had a concrete job to do there. It was a 23 hr drive for him

20. what is your favourite song at the moment?........Uhhh idk!!! So hard! Maybe.....the whole thats the spirit album by bmth ;)

21. age and birthday?.....15 yrs of age and September 27th 2003 (whats yours brainy? I'll put it on my calendar)

22. description of crush......Its weird idk im not sure if its a genuine crush or not but uh....They like hp :).Thats all u get

23. fear(s).......Losing my best friend @dirtysocke and my other friends. Death. Failure. Momo chasing after me then killing me slowly keeping my eyes open to look her dead in the eyes while i die

24. height......5'6 call me short and I'll fuck u up with THIS *pulls out trusty potato peeler named now steve* dont test me boi

25. role model......Hhhhhhhh so many! But uh gosh one of them is @superraedizzle (youtuberrrr) and vexx and bob ross and da vinci and aaaaaaa so many

26. idol(s)......First person that immediately comes to mind is @sammchenry cause he's super cool and he's really nice and his art's reallyyy good (if u havent seen it w-w-what are u even doin with your life?) And he has a great sense of humor and *continues to ramble about why samms the best*

27. things i hate.......Dabs. Transphobes. Homophobic ppl. Basically any hate on the lgbtq+ community. Bullies. The ship starker. Umbridge. Snape haters

28. i’ll love you if….....U you'll eat pizza, draw, and rp harry potter with mee

29. favourite film(s)......Fantastic beasts. Every hp film. Twilight. The maze runner 1-2. The hunger games. Spiderman homecoming. Kingsman: secret service. Into the spideyverse tho i havent seen it yet

30. favourite tv show(s)......Inkmasterrrrr. B99. The mick. The middle. Uhhh idk mostly ink master xD

31. 3 random facts........Ive never had shrimp. I had a beta fish for over a year once. Im eating pizza crust rn

32. are your friends mainly girls or guys?.......G i r l s. I have all girl friends irl and one boy. And on tumblr it seems like i just meet girls? Likei agree with @cristal-kyd1280 its like alot more gals then dudes here. But i do have some guy friends on here too. But mostly girls

33. something you want to learn.......TO DRAW ANATOMY DAMMIT

34. most embarrassing moment........Every moment of my lifes an embarrassing moment. Idk of i can pick a "most" embarrassing one. But one time i i sent my crush (now ex bf) a hey fuckface and like some hearts or whatever for an ask game that meant like "i have a crush on u" "youre adorable" etc and said Hewo but i did it all anonymously. But he confronted me askin if i sent it cause im the only person he knows that actually says hewo lol. Then later on i finally admitted i really liked him and well y'all know the story after i think. Unless you're new

35. favourite subject.......A R TTTT OFC

36. 3 dreams you want to fulfill?........meet my friends on tumblr. Get into mtsu (college i wanna go to) and study art. And go skydiving

37. favourite actor/actress........favorite actor uhhhhhh probably thomas brodie sangster or tom felton and my favorite actress? Hmmm idk maybe evanna lynch (luna lovegood)

38. favourite comedian(s).......probably kevin hart lol he's p funny

39. favourite sport(s)........basketballllllll and football

40. favourite memory........uhhhhh idk?? One oh my favorite memories was when we went to see tøp in concert

41. relationship status.....single as a pringle

42. favourite book(s)......harry potter and the order of the pheonix. Harry potter and the half blood prince. Simon vs the homo sapiens agenda. Divergent. Maze runner. Twilight. Fangirl. Fallen. Red queen

43. favourite song ever.......TOO HARD DONT MAKE ME CHOOSEEEEEE

44. age you get mistaken for.........16 and 17 sometimes lol

45. how you found out about your idol........i was watching someone on yt and superraedizzle always poped up in my feed and my mom turned on one of her vids cause she always saw her vids too now ive seen most of em i love her. Id heard of vexx but never watched him and i was watching a collab from anthony miller art and shrimpy and i checked out shrimpys channel and was lookin at comments and alot of ppl said his art is like vexxs so i checked out vexx. At first i was like eh ok. Now i cant click fast enough when he posts a vid. And i actually fpund out about bob ross from my grandpa on jan 20 2017 when trump was getting sworn in or whatever. We turned on pbs and my grampa told me to look and bob ross was on and i was IN. I loved it. I even started watching full episodes on YouTube of the joy of painting after that. Wonderful man. My first painting i ever did i think was when i followed one of his tutorials xD (i didnt know it was popular at the time)

46. what my last text message says......."ok your turn"

47. turn ons.....uhh nerds ig idk um book lovers, music lovers, art lovers, potterheads, idk and nice ppl

48. turn offs......jerks. Homophobia. Idk ig whatever i said in things i hate

49. where i want to be right now......uhhhh idk wait didn't i already answer this? Ok this ones different ig so uhh with my friend lucas

50. favourite picture of your idol.....oh shit...favorite? Idk xD i have a fave of vexx but not of rae or bob. But heres pics of them any way

51. starsign......a libraaaaa boiii

52. something i’m talented at......drawing and speed reading. Thats about it lol. Oh and procrastina

53. 5 things that make me happy.......ooooo art, my friends here on tumblr, books, harry potter, and music ^^

54. something thats worrying me at the moment.....if my friend thinks im being annoying

55. tumblr friends......hhhhh so manyyyyyy. @dirtysocke @mysisterlooksforthisaccountsobye @cristal-kyd1280 @chinesewaffles2 @kingantlion @queen-baelin @sammchenry @septembersbloom and more

56. favourite food(s)......green beans, pepperoni pizza, and vanilla madelines

57. favourite animal(s).......basically any reptile. Puppies. Cats. Any animal really but my #1 are snakes

58. description of my best friend.....well she's a tiny bean (5 feet) and she has dark hair, she wears glasses, she doesnt take shit, she's in love with Josh dun, she's awesome, funny, nice (YES youre nice jackie) and shes the best friend ive ever had. Oh. And she has a weird obsession with spaghetti

59. why i joined tumblr.......well i heard abt it on Pinterest over a year ago but didnt want it. Then @mrfastbass-deactivated20181231 on DeviantArt said he got tumblr so i made one then followed him and figured id just post art and that's it cause i thought tumblr was boring as hell when i first got it. Now im p much obsessed with it

60. ask me anything you want.......go ahead brainy shoot. Give me smtn good

[treasure-exo]

Versace on the floor(M)

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Junmyeon x reader

Word count: 3330

Description: A simple party leading you up to make sins with a man you just met.

A/N: So as the title says, this piece of oneshot was inspired by Bruno mars’ Versace on the floor and thanks @oh-beyond for suggesting me him, this one is dedicated to you. LOL. Have some guilty pleasure girl. And at last sorry, I was supposed to post this yesterday but my parents came all the way from California to surprise me on my birthday so it got late. Thank you for reading!!

It was the last day of your business trip.

Even though you didn’t like business trips in general but if you joined this business trip, it would really be beneficial for you. It was because there was a party on the last day of the trip in which many Board of Directors, Corporate Officers and Shareholders of million-dollar companies would join and for a lowly secretary of some general manager like you, you have to make it more productive.

You were sitting on a chair next to your bed with two dresses laid on top of it. Neither of the dresses your’s instead they were given for you to choose by your boss, especially for the night’s party.

The satiny fabric of the silk dress slipped onto your shoulder, tingling it’s way down, peppering your skin with soft abuts. The dress looked elegant on you, shaping you and hugging you to emphasize your curves. A little bit of sequins added on top of the shimmery golden cloth near the sleeves to give a touch of grandeur, poise and charm to the dress. A deep cut neck exposing your cleavage and a length just enough to cover your hips.

A perfect dress, for a party so different and lavish for you. Not so flashy, not so dry, just an equal amount of class you need for an authority to be held. You picked up a random bag and a pair of stilettos to be matched up with your dress and left your hotel room for the party.

Sun sank lower in the sky, giving away a velvety dark of night. Dusky, beautiful colors subdued in the fading light, street lights overlooking your tinted windows of the hired car, as you stare outside at the translucent haze of the busy city you were in. Twilight had fallen and the first star in the night sky shone when you arrived at your destination.

You let out a deep breath as you stepped out of the car. There was a slight rush of people to enter into the building. You could see them wearing as finesse as possible. You felt edgy at the thought of entering the building alone, let alone entering the grand hotel with a huge amount of people inside.

Your steps were slow and wavy as you entered the arena on the topmost floor. The hallway was full of people talking and laughing on top of their voices due to the faint music going on. Neon lights flashing and a huge roar of music erupted as you opened the door. Taking step by step into the arena and feeling a bit more anxious than before. You tried to search for your boss in the crowd of people dancing like crazy on the floor, but failed to obtain his or any of your teammate’s figure in the crowd.

It looked rather like a teenage party then an elegant banquet you’d thought. Leaving all the worries, you proceeded to the bar you’d saw at the end of the hall dominating a view of the night starry sky and an event to relax despite the loud music in the background.

A drink could calm you down from all the work you had done in the last one week, that did wear you out from any further interactions with humanity. Grabbing any drink on the counter you let yourself out in the balcony, free from the noise and flashy lights that were blinding you.

Out on the balcony, you stood still with your elbows resting on the railing and enjoying the cool breeze that washed your face from the stress. Your lips kissed the glass as you took a sip of your drink. You trailed your eyes from the city lights to the starlight that brightened your face and casts a soft shadow behind.

You were lost in admiring the new city when a shadow came and leaned on the railing beside you, eyes wandering in the infinite of the skyline. There was a noise which made you come out of your trance and into the reality, background music hitting your ears like a sudden jolt and you turned your head in the direction. Someone cleared their throat.

You blinked at the man leaning on the railing beside you. You kept staring at his face more than you should.

“I suppose you are not enjoying the party inside.” He alleged, still looking up at the stars.

You took a step forward to get a closer look at this intruder but if the reason was to get a clear look then you already was close enough to have a satisfying look. But you wanted to praise his beauty for all he was. A young, handsome man. The young man was looking surreal for your eyes to believe he was standing next to you. He had that wonderful pair of beautiful dark brown eyes, you wanted to keep looking at. His skin shine under the moonlight and his outfit so impeccable that can draw any type of attention from the girls inside. He flipped his hair, a combination of dark and wavy strands which looked so soft on him that you had the urge to touch them and caress them.

You were flustered seeing him that you forgot you were staring. You looked straight to hide the embarrassment and faked a cough.

“...Uhm...It’s not like that,” you mumbled, unsure if you will like the insides or not, because you never really paid attention to the group of people and the surroundings.

“But it says otherwise.” He asserted, looking towards you. He smiled. It was this smile that radiated and made your heart flutter. It made you felt the irresistible impulse to smile, too.

You checked your emotions and looked away, scraping the back of your neck. Thinking of a way to hide your emotions.

“Then why are you here too? It looks you are not enjoying, too. Also, why I am talking to you when I don’t even know your name?” you boasted, swaying your champagne glass in your hand.

“Junmyeon,”

“What!” You exclaimed, furrowing at him and crossing your hands over your chest.

“Junmyeon. Kim Junmyeon. My name, you asked. Now that you know my name, would you like to have a dance with me?” He asked, taking a step closer and extending his hand for you.

“Wow, that was clean,” you snickered, telling him your name. Placing your hand onto his and nodding.

His legs started taking steps, leading you inside the hall and holding your hand with him. He stopped in his tracks and turned. “And, ah.. That was my drink. I came here to get it back but thought it isn’t worth after seeing your beauty.”

“Oh!” An only word which left your mouth and making you blush.

When you entered, you couldn’t see the dance floor, it's wall to wall packed with people dancing to the loud music. There’s no room for any more yet somehow when you both hit the floor, the space naturally came. The music was all rock but you were dancing like it’s jive, twisting, turning, holding hands as his other hand found your small of the back. You were all grins dancing with him, happy and more alive than the last week of hectic schedules. A part of you felt the playfulness in the atmosphere around you and in him, felt the vibe of the music and the urge to let your body go free.

He gestured something using his fingers to the disc jockey behind a large platform and you saw a nod was returned as a reply. The music changed from rock to soft lyrical mix, a kind of ballad. Sweet and romantic in it’s own way.

“And by dance, I meant this,” He smiled, demanding your one hand into his. Your celestial eyes shone as you placed your delicate hand in his; he placed his other hand on your waist and whisked you onto the floor which instantaneously became similar to a ballroom floor with a large chandelier hanging above. He turned and twirled you, keeping an eye contact with you. His gaze changed from mushy to having a dark one, wild desire behind them and a smirk formed on his lips.

You understood his desire, want and need. You couldn’t directly tell him that what he needs is the same for you, too. But you wanted to so, you bit your lower lip and pulling it out in a dramatic way. His smirk widened into a wicked grin and he pulled you further into him, holding your waist tighter.

“Then, shall we get going?” He asked, rather like a statement than a question.

You nodded once and let him pull you out of the crowd down the hall to the hallway. Many eyes were on you when you left the hall with this man. Some girls getting jealous and gossiping among themselves which you couldn’t listen due to the still high volume of the music.

He turned his head back and looked at you, eyes trailing from your eyes to observe every curve of your body. You became self-conscious as his eyes slowly roamed over your curves, biting down his lip in the middle of the hallway.

“Why was everyone staring at you when we left?” You asked, curiosity getting the best out of you and you stopped walking.

“Because I’m so handsome, no one can get their eyes off of me,” he chuckled, pulling your hand again to make you walk. You rolled your eyes at his narcissist answer and scoffed, watching him make his way to the elevator before pressing the down button.

You stepped in the elevator after the doors opened and Junmyeon entered and pressed a button for some floor in the same building. The doors closed and you were left alone in the elevator with a man you just got to know a few hours ago. He pushed you to the corner and your back hit the steel wall of the elevator. He immediately obstructed your way with both of his hands on either side of the walls.

“I can’t hold back myself, you and your that tiny dress make it impossible for me to,” he urged, taking a step closer nearing you. His lips were almost touching yours and you could feel his breath on your lips, intoxicating you with his smell and your mind telling you to give up and do whatever the hell he wants you to.

He pressed his lips onto yours and wrapped his arms around your waist making you press into him. You gasped at the sudden attachment, hands gradually making their way up from his stomach, to his chest, to be wrapped around his neck. You could feel his ripped muscles under his dress shirt and the way they flexed when your hands touched.

His kiss getting more hungrier, needier than before. His mouth enveloping yours that made you moan and he took the chance to click his tongue inside. His hands were making their up to lock them in your hair while his tongue played with yours inside your mouth.

Suddenly, a ting of sound heard.

Elevator doors opened and you pushed him back to make sure no one caught you. He was breathing heavily with his chest rising and falling with every deep breath he took. Your heart was racing and your hands still resting on his shoulders.

He pulled you out of the elevator to a hallway full of doors on either side. He ran taking your hand to the end of the hallway where a big door was. Taking out a card from his pant pocket which seemed like a key and pressed it at the door-knob which opened the door.

He pulled you inside and shut the door. As soon as the door got shut, his lips were on yours again. Pressing you into him and your back on the door. He let his hands roam up your thighs, waist, to your back where he found the zipper.

You pulled him with you further into the room before he could pull down the zipper. His tongue claimed yours, making you gasp and letting you have a taste of him. You could feel his body heat radiating, warming you up and cooling you down at the same time.

You pulled away feeling breathless, trying to get some oxygen but it seemed like he wasn’t going to stop soon. His lips left yours just to nibble at your earlobe, planting kisses following the trail from your jaw to the neck.

You squeezed your eyes shut, mouth slightly open and head tilted to give him access to your neck. His hands moved from your back down to your hips, squeezing them lightly earning a gentle moan from you.

“Would you like to take that dress off for me, hm?”

He asked teasingly, pushing you back onto the bed and climbed up to hover over you. He settled in between your thighs parting them and leaning down to suck at your neck. You gaped, getting lost in the feeling of how his lips felt on your neck, on your lips. His every kiss getting more rough and wild than before which leaves you a moaning mess and wetter by the second.

“Junmyeonnn,” you moaned, pulling him further down and guiding his hands to your back to let you free from the dress already.

“I loved that, you’re not knowing what you’re doing to me,” he jabbered, his hands unzipping your dress. He doesn’t need to be guided, his hands were already pulling down your dress while his feets tucked your heels off of your feet to some corner of the room.

He momentarily left your neck to tug your dress down from your shoulders. Your dress was thrown somewhere behind which landed on the edge of the bed.

You weren’t wearing any bra and his animalistic eyes took your body in. A moment passed before he smirked at you as his hands making their way up to tease your breasts.

“You’re so beautiful and perfect,” he panted, staring at your body especially your bust.

You were not liking how naked you were and how he was still dressed. You sat up, kissing his neck and biting down hard. He groaned. Your hands sliding down his chest to unbutton his dress shirt while your teeth dig deeper into his skin. His shirt was gone before your hands reached for his pants and eventually touched his crotch.

He bit his lip and squeezed shut his eyes making his head throw back. You rubbed his groin giving in some more pressure to tease him before removing his pants making him hiss in the process. You felt him there. Felt his dick hard and needy.

“That’s enough,” he panted, throwing you back on the bed and fidgeting with the hem of your panties before pulling them down. He gazed, pupils dilated and his chest rising and falling as his one finger rubbed against your entrance.

You gasped, shutting your eyes. Your need for some release escalated just by his finger rubbing your slit. He pushed inside his finger without any warning making you moan loud. His finger working against your walls giving you your want and need. He pulled out his finger to push it back up with more force this time. You shuddered as his hand hit your core and giving your core the friction.

“You are so wet already, huh,” He added with a smirk.

He added another finger and sped up his thrusting, sending a chill up your spine. He curled his fingers inside deep you as you wrapped your legs around him giving him more space and making your head hit the pillows below. You squirmed underneath him and whimpering his name out loud. Your orgasm was building and your walls began to clench around his fingers before he pulled them out completely, making you open your eyes.

You whined for him teasing you like this and not giving you an orgasm. He laughed at your expression and forming a frown on your face. He put his wet fingers into his mouth, making your eyes widened at his gesture before sucking them off and pulling them out.

“Fuck, I can’t.... Control…” He mumbled, moaning.

You could see him biting down his lip with a dark gaze fixed upon his eyes. He removed his boxers along with his socks and sprung his cock free. You swallowed hard seeing his hardened member, red and needy.

He stroked it a few times groaning and stretching your legs further apart. You could feel him at your entrance. You gaped when he started rubbing your slit up and down.

“J-Junmyeon, please…” You moaned.

“So impatient, say that name again it can do wonders you know,”

“Junmyeon, I need you… please..” You mewled.

“Fuck,” he cursed under his breath, giving you what you need, slowly pushing him inside you. He entered you in a single thrust.

You moaned out at the amazing stretch, cursing as rested his length inside and filling you up. You were adjusting to his length when he yanked back his cock and pressed it again with a force. He growled as his eyes shut and mouth agape.

His hands held your arms tight while he sucked along the length of your neck marking you up and his hips started thrusting slowly.

He started rocking, his breath becoming labored and heavy as his hands moved down to grab your hips tight. You raised your hips to meet his thrusting, squeezing his shoulders digging your nails into his skin which would definitely leave marks later. His lips left your neck to claim your lips. He kissed you, bit your lip to make you squirm beneath him and you moaned into his mouth.

“Junmyeon…” Your lips never left his name as he gave you pleasure. His thrusts becoming more rash and rough as you moaned his name louder and more frequent. You saw him losing his sanity at every thrust he made, making him groan. Each breath of his turning into low grunts as he fucked you faster.

“Stop, making me lose my sanity,” he ramped, breathing heavily.

You could feel yourself building, and you scraped the back of the man as he roared even louder. His yanks becoming more uneven as he struggled to stay composed and keep his eyes open but it wasn’t working.

You gasped as he hit your bundle of nerves and you came. Your walls clenching around him as he moaned out loud, thrusting up faster to chase his own release. You felt him twitch inside you as he filled you up with his load and groaned.

He pulled his length out, making you whine and rolling off of you still kissing. He landed next to you with a thud panting and gaining his composure back. His arm wrapped around you as he pulled you into his chest, kissing your shoulders while you tried to regain your breath.

“Please, stay with me for this night,” he pleaded, looking into your eyes.

You nodded into him. Letting his smell take over your senses and making you overwhelmed at the fullest. With him kissing you on your temple, you never wanted to leave in the first place.

His eyes started to get heavy and lull to sleep while you were admiring his features under the moonlight that came from the window above and you smiled.

“Also, it was because I organized that party. The staring thing.” He confessed, suddenly opening his eyes and winking at you as you realized he is that Mr Kim the CEO of the multimillionaire company you were working under. You became still realizing you just got fucked up by your CEO.

He tugged your waist pulling you closer and out of your thoughts, kicking your dress at the edge as it fell on the floor.

[kpop-shenanigans]

Yoongi Coffee Shop AU

Word Count: 1875

Prompt: You’re so focused on your book you almost end up locked in inside your favourite cofee shop. Twice. But at least Yoongi is there for you. 

> This is the final post for Lyn’s Birthday! I hope you guys enjoyed it! 

I WANTED TO PUT A GIF OF YOONGI AND COFFEE BUT LOOK AT HIS SMILE IN THAT GIF I’M CRYING HE’S SO SOFT

On another note, I made you Jin’s sibling because lol why not (I don’t remember if I mention it but yeah :’) )

Joomukbap is a rice ball (basically an onigiri but korean edition) 

-Sam 

            After you had found a coffee shop near your house, you spent your afternoons there. Whether you were with your friend, or whether you were doing a work for uni, you were there.  You were considered a regular, to the point they already knew your order. A simple hot chocolate with mint flavouring.

            Today was different. As you got there, you noticed they had a new bartender. He was the only one there working, which meant you had to tell him your drink instead of the plain “the usual please!”.

            When you got up to the line though, you noticed the skinny man. He had brown hair and brown eyes and extremely pale skin, to the point you thought “is this man a vampire or something?”. Well, he might as well have been called Sugar because of his skin colour. You looked at his nametag and saw the name “Yoongi”.  When Yoongi turned around and give the customer in front of you their drink, you couldn’t help but feel happy looking at him smiling. His gummy smile was adorable.

            “Welcome to Beyond The Scene. What can I get you?” He asked, ready to take your order. “One Mint flavoured hot chocolate, please!” you replied, already giving him the correct amount of money for the hot chocolate, since you had it in your hand already. “Thank you.” He said.

            When he turned his back to make your order, another employee arrived. “Hi Namjoon! How are you?” You ask him. “Oh, Hi __________! I’m ok, and you?” he asked, as you moved to the side so he could help Yoongi deal with the line that was already growing a bit too much. “I’m normal, I guess. Thank you for recommending Demian to me! It was a really good book.” “No problem, you should also read The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas. It’s also pretty good.” He replied right away. “I’ll read it after I finish the one I started this week. It’s Hoffman’s The Left Hand of God! You should read it.” You showed him the book that you were holding.  Suddenly you saw their normal cup in front of you. “Oh. Thank you Yoongi!” you said, as you held the book with your other hand, and grabbed the cup with your dominant hand. As you noticed he was confused because you knew his name, you pointed with your index finger to the place he had the nametag. “It was a pleasure talking to you Namjoon, see you later.” You said.

            You sat down on a table on the corner of the shop and put the cup and book on the table. As you looked around, you noticed that today was going to be a busy day for only two bartenders. You felt lucky you weren’t in their place.

            You grabbed your book and opened it where you had left off. You occasionally took some sips of the cup. Casually changing the page you were on, you heard someone clear their throat near you and you looked in their direction.

             “Hello Yoongi, what is it?” You said, more than ready to go back to your book. “It’s been 3 hours since we closed the shop. How are you even here?”

            After he said those words you looked around. The store was indeed empty and closed. How hadn’t you noticed everyone leaving? “Oh god, I’m sorry. I was really focused on my book and I didn’t notice the time. I’ll go now.” You said hurriedly, quickly marking the page you were on and grabbing the cup to put it in a trash can. “It’s fine. The front door is closed now, so you’ll have to wait for me. I still need to clean your table.” He replied.

             “Where should I wait then?” You asked, standing up and looking at him. “You can just wait in the back. There’s only one room anyway.” And so, you did. Turning to go to the back, you put the cup you had in the trashcan near the door. In the back room, you noticed Namjoon forgot his jacket and you saw Yoongi’s jacket as well. You also noticed a chair in the room, so you sat down again and kept reading your book. Suddenly feeling a cold breeze, you noticed Yoongi beside you with the back door open for you. You, once again, marked the page and got up.

             “Sorry for all the trouble.” You said. “Is there anything I can do for you? To repay you for warning me you were closed? Because I feel like if you hadn’t, I would have had to call Seokjin so he could tell Namjoon to come open the door for me.”

             “There’s really no need, but if you buy me a joomukbap at the convenience store on the corner I’ll be extremely thankful.” He replied, walking by your side. “Gladly!”

            On your way to the convenience store, both of you learned that you were the same age and even had attended the same high school.

            You started to shake a bit, and he noticed. He didn’t have his jacket on, it was loosely hanging on his hips, so he quickly took it and put it over your shoulders without saying a thing. You mumbled a thank you, putting it on. You noticed the jacket almost went past all of your hand.

            You two got to the convenience store and you told him to choose the flavour he wanted for the joomukbap. After he chose the flavour and you grabbed it, you went to the counter and paid for it. After the employee accepted the money you gave them, you gave the joomukbap to Yoongi. He opened it, and started eating it as you both exited the convenience store.

            You looked at the time on your wristwatch and realised it was late, and that maybe it was a good idea to go back home. As you were about to tell Yoongi, you realised you still had his jacket on. You started to take it off but he stopped you by placing his hand in front of you in a way of saying “stop”. He had taken a huge bite, so he couldn’t speak. After he swallowed the rest of the joomukbap, he said “It’s cold outside, keep it.” Before you could say anything back, he added. “You can give it back to me the next time you go Beyond The Scene.”

            You looked directly at him. “Well, when’s your next shift? That way it’ll be easier.” To which he replied instantly with “Same time as today, before Namjoon’s but after Jimin’s. That hour in between their shifts is when I start”

            You remembered a time you had gone to Beyond The Scene and Jimin was the bartender and you recalled the lack of people there.  Maybe it was a safe option to go there at that time. “That seems like a reasonable time for me. But maybe it would be better if we met before, since I don’t want you to be clocking in late. Do you mind meeting me there before your shift?” You asked. After you said it, you realised you had basically asked him on a date (or what seemed like a date).

             “That’s fine with me.” He replied. “I’ll be there before my shift, so just come when you can. I’ll wait for you.” To which you agreed with, before both of you parted ways.

            On the following day, when you got to the coffee shop, you saw Yoongi sitting on the table where you had been sitting the day before. Quickly saying hi to Jimin, you went to sit down with Yoongi. You had his jacket on a bag, cleaned and washed, as by the time you got home, it was raining heavily.

             “Thank you so much for lending me the jacket yesterday.” You said, giving the bag to him, to which Yoongi only replied with a simple polite nod while grabbing the bag. “Did you get home safely? It was raining quite hard after we parted ways.” You asked. “My house was just around the corner, so I managed to get there before it rained.”

            You sat down in front of him, your book on the table, just like tomorrow. You then noticed he had two cups with him. “One Mint-Flavoured Hot Chocolate for you.” He said, moving the cup forward. “Thank you, but you didn’t need to!” Already taking the money off of your pocket, just like yesterday, he stopped you. “Don’t try to pay me back. I did it on my own.” You didn’t answer back, just took a sip.

            He looked at the clock, and he realised it was time for his shift to start. “I’m going to start working now.” He said, and you replied “Thank you for your time. Good luck today!” to which he thanked on his way to the backroom to put on his apron.

            As you went to the place he had been sitting, you opened the book and read just like yesterday.  With an occasional sip, when you noticed your drink was empty, you got up and put it in the bin. You went back to your place, until you realised that, once again, you had stayed past the time the store at closed. You thanked your brother, Seokjin, the owner of the shop, for telling the employees who you were because there was no way in hell they were letting you stay there out of their free will.

            You looked to the chair in front of you and you saw Yoongi again. “Have you finished for today?” He asked to which you replied with a simple “Yeah.”.

            Once again, you both went to the convenience store but this time, you both bought some instant ramyun. As you ate, you talked to each other. Getting to know him, you found out he was actually from Daegu and liked to produce his own music, even getting to hear some of the stuff he produced. Apparently, the employees who worked at Beyond The Scenes, including your brother, wanted to form a band and he was working on some tracks so they could sing and rap to.

            The more you talked to him, the more you realised how much you liked him. In a romantic sense. But since you only knew him for literally 2 days, you could be confusing the emotions you were feeling with something completely different.

            As if he had been reading your mind, he looked at you and cleared his throat. “Is there any day you’re free?” he asked. “I’m currently in holidays and I only go back to work in a month, why?” You replied. “I was wondering if you’d accept having dinner with me. I would actually suggest us getting a coffee together but considering that’s where we met, I’m not sure how good of a choice that’d be.” He said, laughing a bit. You laughed a bit too before saying “I’d love to have dinner with you.”.

            Before you realised, you had already agreed on going on a date with him on a day he didn’t have a shift, and you were more than ready to see how this relationship would bloom during the date. 

[lady-nevermore]

Third Session

June 5, 2017

Yesterday I:

5AM - Went to Church with my mom (been finding it really relaxing and peaceful actually).

8 AM - Accompanied and Went with my folks on running their errands.

12/ Noon - Went to the Flea Market (haven’t been in lke forever, saw a bunch of cool stuff like always) and at the behest of my parents, whom also decided to give this a go, got a message......I actually feel like it loosened me up a bit....feel a lot more: sensitive/tender around my shoulder area/neck...at least i don’t feel those damn kinks anymore....but  idunno if i like feeling this tender/sensitive/vulnerable around there. >_>;

1-5 PM - Went the Grocery Store and spent the last remaining hours looking for that dratted, evasive gift-bag (more details below in a sec). >_<;

6-7 PM Ate Dinner, and Took a shower.

8-9 PM - Went to bed, and actually slept well. 

Today I:

- 6:45 AM: Went with my mom, for the third/fourth time this week, walking around our local Half Library/Half Duck Pond (powered-walked for an hour and saw a bunch of the local wildlife: Squirrels, ducks, geese, robin-birds, crows, etc). It’s always very nice and soothing to see, not to mention it makes me smile. :)

- 7:00-11:00 AM: Did some housework, laundry, made and prepared dinner for tonight as well as for the following days, and tried to fix my TV (sorta worked....still pending....we’ll see). 

12/Noon Ate Lunch (made myself a small Tuna Salad with cucumbers, and spinach, with a side of baby carrots, a couple of pieces of store-bought Sushi, and a granola bar); it was really nice actually. :)

1-4 PM Tried to take my mind off my nerves/anxiety a bit, managed to listen to music, and read a bit before mentally preparing myself for My Therapy appointment at 5 PM.

6-7 PM: Ate a healthy dinner and afterwards have been writing this therapy blog up till now......Looking at the clock: it’s 9PM *sigh*  -___-;

9 PM - Gonna get off tumblr, take a shower and head to bed (whilst reading a fanfic); G’night y’all *yawn*

So yeah, Today and Yesterday have been semi-stressful (a little bit hectic) to say the least; Y’all remember my ‘Aunt C aka The Poor Excuse of an Aunt who emotionally traumatized/abused me when I was 5, well her daughter let’s call her “Jay” has a Graduation this upcoming Friday....Ironically enough, Jay is graduating from my old alma-mater/my old high school: AHS High.....I’m not that close to Jay for obvious reasons (I’ve sorta sub consciously stayed away/distanced myself away from them in order to avoid Aunt C.....but then again I rarely like to spend time with or at family reunions, nowadays anyways). >_>;

But that’s beside the point; I’m proud of my younger cousin, proud and happy for her: she’s an AP student, got a full scholarship to UC Davis (aka the College I’ve always dreamed of going as well as the same old alma-mater of my Old Mentor/Friend who passed away but meant a great great deal to me to the point where he left his mark/imparted his memory onto me), and who is so amazingly ambitious that my dear cousin jay dreams of becoming a Doctor. This is why I’m soo damn proud of her (tho a selfishly part of me does feel a twinge of jealousy/envy....but my happiness/pride of her is far greater), She’s probably going to be one of the few in our family who might actually achieve graduating from a legit University, and effing applaud her for that. I mean I know that we may not be close (nor do I know If I would ever want to be, considering her connection to my abuser aka my Aunt C/her mother)....But despite that, it is in my nature to try to look past that and kindly offer a gesture of happiness in congratulating her, cause I am honestly quite proud of her. :)

....Which is why I decided to impart to her what my old mentor/friend imparted onto me when I graduated from AHS High: A nice couple of (and by couple I mean 2) boxes of Tea, specifically Vanilla Chai Tea and Earl Grey ; My Mentor, let’s call him Obi-Wan (cause he was a huge die-hard fan of Star Wars), well Obi-Wan always said that Tea helped him to relax, and I wholly agree with him in this statement, it’s been around 9 years since he introduced me to the Wonders and Joy that is Tea (and 8 years since he passed away from Colon Cancer), but it’s something that I feel will always connect me to him, and in turn is my own personal means of honoring his memory.

So, I hope that my little gift/gesture to Jay (isn’t too cheap/offensive in her eyes or my Aunt C’s in that matter) and that it will help her to relax throughout her fun, but what I’m sure will be quite the stressful venture that is College/University (I dropped out, something I’m ashamed of, so I can’t talk or say much on the matter, but I do hope it’ll help Jay in the long run). I say this in all seriousness, because I ended up having a nervous-breakdown by taking waaaaay too many college-courses/classes (around 5-6 tops) what with my mentor/friend passing away, plus me struggling depression, pushing my friends outta of my life/cutting them off, as well as struggling with said classes and me being sleep-deprived on top of that didn’t help....it was just too damn much and now here I am now (struggling with anxiety and going to therapy....though my issues have been long since precedent and something that I’ve been dealing far longer) but the point is Jay is a High ranking AP student and off to a legit High Ranking University......that can’t be easy on her poor shoulders the bear, which is why I worry and hope she doesn’t repeat my mistakes........hence a few kind, meaningful, soothing words of wisdom on the graduation card I got for her, as well as the heartwarming gesture of Tea. But yeah, I hope it at the very least make her smile (and think oh, how appropriate, Tea: a nerdy gift from my dorky cousin Lady Nevermore). lol x)

So I told my Therapist that I woke up today feeling melancholic for no apparent reason (or so I thought); But my therapist thinks that I might me projecting my stress/anxiety from Yesterday (when I was trying to find/prepare the perfect gift for me to give Jay for her Graduation) onto today; She’s not wrong ....I was sorta freaking out, yesterday,  that we were never going to find the perfect gift-bag for the occasion (not to mention that my indecisiveness/pickiness didn't help)...most of the gift-bags were either too tacky or not appropriate (birthday gift bags for example)....but in the end I got lucky and found the perfect one, yay! :D

So yeah, I talked to my therapist about my anxiety/fear that Jay ro my Aunt C will find my gift cheap/offensive and or worse, she’ll want to start to get close to me (and considering her connection to my abuser, having my Aunt Cas her mother)......yeah that’s not something I’m at all entirely comfortable with, like at all. :/

We talked a little bit about my Mentor/Old Friend, Obi-Wan and how his passing/death affected me aka via anxiety-terror filled nightmares, etc (but I don’t really wanna get into that atm, maybe later or some other time). We discussed how my therapist is glad that I’m continuing to go outside (going to church, walking around the library-duck pond area, and going to stores or to the grocery store with my folks; it’s been three weeks more or less of this now without me feeling too overwhelmed)

2nd Piece of Homework: Note to Self: Notice and become Aware of what triggers my depression or anxiety during stressful/anxiety-filled situation and write it down (this way we can start identifying what triggers my anxiety/depression and what me and my therapist can start to work on).

****Pretty sure I forgot a lot of other stuff, and I will probably try to add more to this later or post another one of these the following weeks, but for now this’ll have to do.

Just got back from therapy (around 6 pm-ish and it took me a while to eat dinner, not to mention get on tumblr and organize my thoughts in order to write this blog) and I’m Feeling sorta tired/drained/low-key sorta cranky and i really really really just wanna go shower and go to bed right now (and recharge); sucks cause I really wanted to start pick up where the anime in Bleach left off, and start reading the manga (Bleach) and / or watch one of the bleach movies....or another Ghibli film.....or hell, at the very least cruise on tumblr (reblogging, chatting, etc) for a bit. *sigh* Ah well, maybe tomorrow. -____-;

Welp, Later, and Good Night my dears! *hugs* :)

- Lady Nevermore

[sinsiriuslyemo]

Cuba v DR Season 9: Special Features

Good morning all!! I know I was supposed to have posted this yesterday, but I just had the absolute worst day in the world. I’m better today! So let’s take a look at Dama and Nevada’s wedding!

First let’s check out the set up!! Dama and Nevada got married at the aquarium, the shark room!

They even had a wedding photo taken in front of the huge whale shark tank…

Nevada isn’t your typical groom, I think we can all agree on that. He and Eddie donned these leather tuxedos…

Sticking with the ocean color themes, Dama had Amber and Tori (her bridesmaids) in these gorgeous dresses…

while our sweet little Lily looked like a princess in this flower girl’s dress…

Dama was skeptical about wearing an all white dress, what with being pregnant for the second time and all, so she decided to add a little color on the white…

Remember the wedding ring that Melody stole from Dama and Nevada’s house? Nevada put so much thought into that ring, two blue stones represented Eddie and Lily, and the bigger diamond in the center is his Dama. With the original being tainted by Melody, he had another made for her.

And here’s the wedding cake that Glady’s baked for them!

Lastly, we have a deleted scene…you guys remember Nevada’s wedding vows? Have you also been wondering why he felt so guilty afterwards about using them? Here’s what happened in the groom’s suite right before he took his spot at the end of the aisle…

Deleted Scene: OJ gives Nevada advice

“You gotta calm down, bro,” Omar said, ducking a shoe as Nevada hurled it over his shoulder.

“Como que calm down?! Oye, your little fucking girlfriend can’t even keep my wife’s head on straight. She did that shit on purpose!” Nevada growled back as Omar rolled his eyes.

“Tio, so what? Tia saw you in your tux, big deal…” Eddie offered.

“Oye, Eddie, you wanna be on my shit list too?”

“I’m just trying to help,” Eddie answered, holding his hands up.

“Vamos, asere. It’s your wedding, the groom can’t be pissed at his own wedding,”Omar pointed out. “Just breath, hermano. Take a valium or something,” he added.

“You got any?” Nevada asked seriously.

“No…I got some Mary Jane though,” Omar answered.

“Bueno  what are you waiting for?”

“Oye, you can’t get high on your wedding day, bro. You know how you get, fucking giggles McGee,” OJ mused.

“Fuck you, I don’t giggle,” Nevada answered.

“No, worse you get all doey-eyed and wanna snuggle everything. You’ll probably end up cuddling the priest,” OJ replied, laughing softly.

“Bro, I haven’t even written my vows yet,” Nevada admitted, and OJ stepped up beside him, shaking his head.

“Oye, the vows are the easiest part, bro. Very simple. This is what you do. ‘Love is a…’ any noun you want. Any noun you want, all right? Just do that. ‘Love is a journey. Love is a commitment.’ And on the third one, you can’t get it out. ‘Love is a…hold on, give me a second.’” OJ held a fist to his mouth, appearing as though he was doing everything he could not to cry. “‘I can’t get it out. I just…I need a second. Love is a wonderful thing.’ And that’s it—done.”

“Weren’t those the vows you used at your wedding?” Omar asked.

“Dama doesn’t know that,” the oldest brother answered.

“Melissa might remember,” Nevada observed.

“Nah. Ella tiene un memory como Dory, she won’t remember shit,” OJ replied.

“Si, okay,” Nevada answered, taking a deep breath.

Melissa sat beside her husband at the reception, arching a brow at him. She had recognized the vows Nevada had recited instantly, they were almost identical to the ones OJ had offered at their wedding ten years ago.

“Que te pasa?” OJ asked her, noticing how she’d been looking at him since the wedding.

“Tu sabe muy bien lo que tu hizo,” she answered, glaring at him again.

“Que?” He feigned innocence. Was it really possible that she forgot her own birthday most years, but she was able to remember his vows from ten years ago?

“Nevada’s vows,” she deadpanned, looking at him.

“Mi amor, everything I said at our wedding was–”

“Was…insert adjective here,” she answered. He looked at her sheepishly.

“Lo siento, mi amor. He hadn’t written his vows, he was all desporotado. I had to do something,” he said.

“Hm,” she grunted softly.

“Mi vida, you know I meant everything I said,” he mumbled softly, one arm going to the back of her chair. OJ was the most loving husband anyone could’ve ever asked for, even if at work most thought he was crazier than Nevada. “Wedding vows are just words, corazón. What matters is how much I love you,” he cooed, kissing her cheek. “You know what I remember most from our wedding?”

She looked at him, waiting for an answer.

“How gorgeous you looked walking down the aisle,” he said, smirking at her. “I’m the luckiest man in the world to have you as my wife.”

Her face melted into a soft smile, leaning over to kiss him.

“I want a new pair of shoes,” she whispered against his mouth with a smile. He nodded his head, smiling back at her.

“Lo que tu quiera, mi amor.”

Translations

Ella tiene un memory como Dory - She’s got a memory like Dory

Que te pasa? - What’s wrong?

Tu sabe muy bien lo que tu hizo - You know very well what you did

desporotado - Out of whack

Lo que tu quiera, mi amor - Whatever you want, my love

Good answer, OJ lol Tomorrow begins the new season and @missjennifercole! and I are beyond excited!! So, what do you guys think? Who did Nevada pull out of that fire? What do you guys think? Was it Oscar? Or Jose?

[loveinruins]

Signs or nah?

So it’s Friday thank fuck!!!

He has been on the late shift all week this week so he finishes at 6. On Monday MT and I took the opportunity to go shopping for his birthday present. So he ended up driving in and told MT if she wanted a lift to wait anyway we were shopping for a while and I messaged him saying hey can we go home with you we’re still in the city and he goes lucky you yes lol anyway so he dropped us off and the whole way home we had banter and the way he was looking at me was so weird like he was checking me out..

I wore a blue shirt and black jumper on Tuesday and he pulled my collar and goes I like this and I go thanks..

Anyway comes Wednesday GP asked me to work late and I didn’t speak or see him all day and I messaged him at the end of the day asking if he had plans with the boys after work because I was gonna be late anyway and he took forever to reply. So I was like ok cool. No reply. Mad.

He ends up replying like 20 minutes later and goes “sorry long call nah I don’t” and I go “ok well GP asked me to stay late so if you don’t mind taking me home and you can also get your steak lol” he goes “haha yeah sweet or sounds good” something along those lines.

So after work we had a bit of banter and whatever, we trained it to kooyong from flinders and then drove to meat & wine co in hawthorn. I kept asking him where he wanted to go and he goes I dunno you pick. I was like omg you’re so indecisive. So we get stuck in traffic so bad and finally get there. In my head I was hoping that he didn’t think this was a date because I didn’t want it to be weird or awkward because of our whole situation. I’m just thinking now though a guy will never do anything that he doesn’t want to do right? So he does want to be around me and hang out with me outside of work..

We walk inside and it’s so nice, we end up getting a table upstairs and it’s like a table for two like full date styles. I was like greatttt and to make it less awkward i just put my bag down and went to the bathroom and came back and it was fine.

I can’t really remember what we spoke about now because I’ve left it too long to write this post but we had good convo. He did say “oh I know why now you’re like one of the boys because you’re just so easy to get along with and down to earth” I go “yeah I know the baker always tells me that but sometimes I don’t want to be just one of the boys” and he laughed.

So we were eating whatever he seemed really grateful because he made a comment about how he could get used to this and I go “ummm no” and he goes “no I didn’t mean you” like insinuating that I was gonna pay for him all the time. I go “what a girl has never paid for your dinner before?” He goes “nah maybe a coffee but nah” and I was like “oh ok” in my head I was like wtf don’t you always talk about how girls should pay this and that.. shit taller orrr?

Oh I just remembered he made a bigggg statement he goes “you know I’ve learnt so much and had so much insight over the last year about girls because of you and MT I feel like when girls are your friends they’re more themselves” I was like lol if only you knew babe in my head but I don’t remember what I said after that.

We ended up sharing a dessert and then left. As we were leaving he goes “wait I need to tell you something” and I go “what” he goes “wait until we go outside because I don’t want your head to get so big that you can’t walk out of this building” I laughed and we walk outside and I go “yes” he goes “thank you I really appreciate you” or something along those lines and I obviously exaggerated and went OTT and I’m amazing and bla bla and he like rolled his eyes and laughed.

So we were talking in the car whatever and he brought up how MT and I were asking his opinion on perfumes and he was like “was that for me or was that for her boyfriend” I was like stunned and was like I need to put my best lying face on right now and I go “no it’s actually for her boyfriend” and he was like “oh ok thought you guys were getting me perfume for my birthday or something”

Anyway he drops me off and when we get to my car he goes “wait I’m gonna give you a hug” and I go “lol why” he goes “thank you for tonight, I appreciate you or something like that thank you again” I go “no worries send me more leads k thanks” and he said something else about me that was so nice that I was like “lol shut up” and he goes “I’m serious” it just made me realize he’s a really affectionate person and I am too but I obviously just have my wall up with him.

I go home whatever I’m on the phone to B and I get this message from him

Thanks again for today, its funny i was gonna ask you what you were doing after work, and then i was having a shitty day and totally forgot about it, then there and behold you send a message across. Funny how things like that happen, thanks heaps xx

I replied

Aww G that was such a cute message like it shocks me how nice you are sometimes hahaha I’m actually laughing out right now as I’m writing this. You’re totes welcome and yes it’s funny how the universe works xx

He then goes

Haha i guess i have my moments 😜, i know man, scary as. Enjoy your day off x

So I left it at that but seriously though. How weird is that?? He wanted to ask me and I asked him. It’s fucking crazy. Like we keep crossing paths, I dunno. I said to him a few weeks ago how I thought we wouldn’t hang out anymore because he moved to service and he goes when I say we’d still see each other obviously I meant it.

I dunno I’m so confused but the most embarrassing thing happened on Friday. Him and I had a lot of banter and his manager was like oh no wonder people thing you guys are dating.. I was like noooo.. and walked off. So. Fucking. Awks.

Anyway I dunno we snapped a bit on Friday night when I was out for B’s birthday and then yesterday morning I sent a snap of a probiotic and I wrote md cap or probiotic and he was like when you get out of the shower and something about his hair and I go you look like a cockatoo and he goes you’re a fucking cockatoo m8 and I did the water pistol emoji because there isn’t a gun one anymore so he wrote back this face 😚the little smartass.

Anyway that’s the latest.

Oh I forgot to mention I joined tinder lol and when I was leaving meat & wine co I got a message from this lebo guy and I was like wtf is this a sign..