#NEK COOKS AGAIN

[joffyworld]

OH FUCK THAT'S A COOL IDEA

— you'll catch cold, child.

• simple headcanon that one of the magical manifestations of the red crown is blood, capable of ignition. the fire of the crown does not harm the vessel, but sets fire and kills everything around it, even things around the it's owner. abel was naked because of it when they became undead for the first time.

[feecarsazali]

so baby... is a long holiday chinese new year.

Your ayah work on saturday. so mama alone at home. Sunday ayah off his tired. The weather cooling. we rest at home. and home cook food again. outside food expensive. Monday bring both oyang, tok ayah, nek bu & onty look at our new house. Oyang boy and oyang girl like it. Atleast we have a shelter to leave, alhamdulillah. Bring them out to eat at simpang bedok than go oyang long house buy them food. and home sweet home. Tmr we go out with ayah family to mak ngah and abg nasrul new house.

[anne-white-star]

Young Jon pertwee x waitress!reader 

Notes: reader is a waitress jon saves her from a scary situation and more will happen read to find out😊

Please ignore any spelling mistakes thank you 😊

There are hystorical mistakes im sorry about that i tried my best

Warnings : cursing nothing bad or explisit

Words : 2067

It was 1947 2 years After the war of 1945 people wer trying to pick back up their lives. A lot of buildings were destroyed many people died, lots of people fled and fought the war it was a big chaos the last 5 years, but things were calm now.

Jon pertwee came back home from the war after serving as a marine in the navy on the HMS Hood also in the ww2 many of his men died one of the only survivers of his group was him and Ian Fleming. (I hope i got it corect if not my excuses)

"Hey jon! How are you doing mate?" Jon turnd around at the mention of his name.

"Oh hey ian, it has been a few years" jon grabed his hand and shook it "im doing fine how about you?".

"im doing alright, im just trying to pick my life back up you?" They started to walk next to echother.     

"Yes me to the past years have been really tough" as they both crossed the street jon his eyes fell on a bar/restaurant/pub "shall we go get a beer? Than we talk further".

"Sounds good im always if for a cold beer" ian laught

Walking in they were greated by lots of men sitting and drinking their fill, waitresses were serving food the bar tender was filling their beer mug. And there were a few cooks in the back prepairing some food. They sat down at a table and a women walked up to them.

"Hello welkom to the fox and hounds my name is y/n and i will be your waitress this afternoon would you like to eat or drink something?" She grabed a pen and note book out of her apron ready to Wright down their order. (The Fox & Hounds is locaded at 29 Passmore St, Belgravia, London SW1W 8HR, not far from jon his old home at 66 Chester Row it was build around 1960 but lets pretend its older)

"Umm yes" jon looked at the menu

"I'll take a pint" ian said

"I take one as wel"

Y/n looked up from her note book "anything ells?"

"No this is fine" jon smiled at the women

"Alright two pints coming up" she walked back to the bar to get them

"Are you starting to like her don't you?" Ian asked

"What?"

"I saw the way you looked at her"

"Oh be quiet you" jon punched his shoulder while grining  

"So here you go two pints that be 2s 4d"( its origanaly 1s 2d im not british i Googled it but i really don't know how this works it was after the war) she smiled and put them down on the table before them

"Here you go i pay for both of us" ian said to her and smiled

Y/n took the money from the table and put it in her apron

Jon started to drink his beer and they talked with echoter for about 30 minuts when

"Hey let me go aaahhh!!!"

They both turned around to look where the scream came from, when they turned around they saw y/n being hold back with a gun pointed to her head

"Give me all the money out the register or the pretty girl will pay with her life"   

"Please let me go" she asked while crying softly

Jon put his beer mug back down on the table and stood up "let the girl go"

"Hmpf" "what are you going to....." the man was caught of guard by jon punching him in the face "agh!! you fucking cunt!" the gun fell out of his hand and His hands flew to his nose. Jon grabed the gun from the ground and went to stand in between y/n and the man.

"Now put your hands up turn around and face the wall" jon pointed the gun in the back of the man "someone call the police"

Ian walked up to y/n and sat next to her on the ground "are you alright?"

"Yeah yeah im fine..... i just need a moment" *sigh*

About 30 minuts later Two police officers stept in "Good afternoon we got a call for a attempt of robbery and a hostage"

"Yes sirs here he is" jon said while still pointing his gun at the man.

"Alright we take it from here thank you so mutch for keeping him under controle" one of the police man took handcuffs and arested the man.

"Also here is his gun" jon gave it to the other officer

"Thank you sir, we will take care of all this".

After the police officers took the man away jon turned to y/n sitting on the ground with a blanked over her shoulders. "how are you feeling?"

"Im feeling better now thank you" *sigh* "i just feel a bit scared now to get home"

"Where do you life?"

"About 30 minuts away but i have to be at work tomorow"

"If you want you can stay at my home i don't live far from the restaurant"

"That would be Nice sir"

"Oh please don't be so formal just call me jon"

"Thank you jon" y/n smiled at him.

Ian had been gone for a few hours after the insedent, after y/n her shift they walked to jon's house

"So this is my place" jon unlocked the door and let her in. "Make yourself at home"

"Its quite lovely" she looked around, y/n put her bag down and hung her coat on the coat rack.

"You must be hugry" jon said while walking to the kitchen "what would you like?"

"Hmm is (favorite food) alright?"

Jon laught "sure but i don't know how to make that, perhaps you could help me?"

"Of course i will help you jon its the least i can do" she went to stand next to him.

After they were done preparing the food they both sat down and started to eat

"Hmm this tastes great"

"Im glad you like it jon"

When they were done with eating their food y/n went to prepare herself for bed "where can i sleep jon?"

"you can take the bed y/n i'll take the coutch"

"Are you sure?"

"Its fine don't worry, good night dear"

"Good night".

The next morning both jon and y/n had breakfast with echoter and talked about all kinds of stuff

"i can't thank you enough for helping me out yesterday"

"Oh its nothig i dealed with worse"

"You fought in the war din't you?"

"Unfortanetly yes" jon looked down sadly "so many died, i lost a lot of comerats in battle"

Y/n grabed his hand softly in hers "Im so sorry, that you had to go trough that jon"

Jon smiled at her "Its alright I only hope this never happens again"

Y/n looked at the clock "oh goodness i have to get ready my shift starts in an hour" she stood up and went to get ready for work.

The few days that y/n had to work she would sleep the nights at jon's house so that she could be at work on time when she had off from work y/n would go back to her own home. Jon had to admid the days when she wasn't there during the late afternoon and diner it was quite lonley, but the days she was at his house they enjoyed cooking, reading and playing games to pass the time.

6 months had passed sinds the incedent at the fox and hounds and y/n and jon got very close with echoter they became great Friends even to the point that they both fell in love with one another but both din't know it that they were.

"Hey jon in a few days there will be music at the fox and hounds and i was wondering if you would like to go with me?"

"Sure it sounds like fun"

The evening came around and people were dressed up formal y/n was wearing a long black dress with long white gloves and golden wristbands plus a pearl necklace around her nek her hair was in pretty waves down her back. They were enjoying them selfs when the bar tender came up to y/n

"Y/n can i talk to you for a moment"

"Alright sure, i be back in a few minuts jon" they both walked to the back of the restaurant "whats wrong?"

"Wel i got the news that the last person who was suposed to sing could't come because their car broke down"

"Oh no what are we going to do"

"Cant you go up there?"

"What me? Really?"

"Yes you, i have heared you sing something while being in the back your voice is very pretty y/n"

"Hmm... Alright i'll do it"

"Thank you y/n you are a life saver"

About 30 minuts later it was time for her to come one the stage

"Ladys and gentelmen may i have your atention for the last act y/n y/l/n"

(Play the song from here if you want)

🎶He was a famous trumpet man from old Chicago way

He had a boogie style that no one else could play

He was the top man at his craft

But then his number came up and he was gone with the draft

He's in the army now, a-blowin' Reveille

He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B

A-toot, a-toot, a-toot-diddelyada🎶

Y/n looked over the crowd trying to find jon

🎶Ai, ai, ai, ai, ai

Have you ever danced in the tropics?

Well that girl's a fool

With the Gaucho?????

Of the South American way, hey!

Ai, ai, ai, ai. ai

Could you have ever kissed in the moon light

If you never kissed

Who knows what you've missed

In the South American Way🎶

Again looking around she still could't spot him

🎶Bei mir bist du schoen

Please let me explain

Bie mir bist du schoen means you're grand

Bei mir bist du schoen

Again I'll explain

It means you're the fairest in the land

I could say "bella, bella"

Even say "wunderbar"

Each language only helps me tell you

How grand you are

I'll try to explain

Bei mir bist du schoen

So kiss me and say you'll understand🎶

"Okay guys, grab your gal and hit the floor

'Cos here's that beat you've been waiting to swing to" said the bar tender to the crowd of people

🎶Who's the lovin' daddy with the beautiful eyes

What a pair o' lips, I'd like to try 'em for size

I'll just tell him, "Baby, won't you swing it with me"

Hope he tells me, "Baby, what a wing it will be"

So, I said politely "Darlin' may I intrude"

He said "Don't keep me waitin' when I'm in the mood"

In the mood

In the mood

In the mood

It didn't take me long to say "I'm in the mood now🎶

She finaly spoted him in the crowd he was looking at her with a dreamy look.

🎶If you ever go down Trinidad

They make you feel so very glad

Calypso sing and make up rhyme

Guarantee you one real good fine time

Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola

Go down Point Koomahnah

Both mother and daughter

Workin' for the Yankee dollar🎶

🎶Oh, Tico Tico, tick

Oh, Tico Tico, tock

This Tico Tico, he's the cuckoo in my clock

And when he says "Cuckoo"

He means it's time to woo

It's Tico time for all the lovers in the block

I've got a heavy date

A tete-a-tete at eight

So speak, oh Tico, tell me is it getting late?

If I'm on time, cuckoo

But, if I'm late, woo woo

The one my heart is gone to may not want to wait🎶

🎶In Spain they say "Si, si"

In France you hear "Oui, oui"

Ev'ry little Dutch girl says "Ya, ya"

Ev'ry little Russian says "Da, da"

La-la-la-la-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Da-da-da-de-de-da-da

De-da-da-da-da-da-da-da🎶

When the song was over people clapped and cheered for her performance. Jon walked up the stairs of the podium.

"That was amazing y/n i din't know you could sing so wel"

"Thank you jon it means a lot" y/n smiled

"I want to ask you a question y/n"

"Yes jon go ahead"

"Would you like to be My girlfriend?"

"I would love to"

Jon kissed y/n a top of her head knowing that this women wil be a great joy in his live.

The end

I hope you all enjoyed reading 😊

[imagine-loki]

Irked

Title: Irked

Author: lokilover9 Chapter: #24 Rating:Teen Notes: Movies ~ Crimson Peak, Tom Hiddleston & Jessica Chastain ~ The Witches of Eastwick, Jack Nicholson, Cher, Susan Sarandon & Michelle Pfieffer

Coco made Shandi bold and a tad unpredictable, but most of her sense returned after lunch. One openly frisky move towards Nat or Loki, might sour Clint for the entire mission and have Tony suiting up. Vodka was Nats inhibition crusher and with Shandi ‘her’ weakness, she opted to take it slow. While the ladies swam again, Loki chatted up Clint.

“I’ve chosen hunting and fencing as my hobbies to have in common with Shamus.”

That earned him a look. “The latter I could envision, but hunting? As royals, weren’t your beasts served already cooked?”

“Odin believed the skill to mine and Thor’s advantages. It sharpens marksmanship, teaches alertness, survival skills and other tactics critical for battle. Lost in any woods without food or knowledge of how to catch it, is a death sentence.”

“Interesting.”

“What?” Asked Loki.

“Turns out we’ve something in common. My father took me camping and hunting for years. Did my first kill at age thirteen, a large hare.”

“I was eleven, a small boar, Thor twelve, a wild turkey.”

Clint chuckled at the image. “It’s unfortunate Tony forbade my specialty as means of gaining leverage with Shamus. Archery being his favorite. Too risky for recognition though.”

Centuries prior, advanced sorcery had rendered archery useless to Loki, so his next statement required some pride swallowing. “Perhaps through me, ‘we’ still can. Given I’m under orders to conceal all magic.”

“Wait. Is the God of Mischief asking a lowly Midgardian to teach him a specialty?”

Loki sighed. “Yes and I do not consider Midgardians lowly. I’ve dabbled in the skill, yet long before you were a twitch in your father’s loins.”

“Ask nicely, Cactus.”

“Very well. Will you please hone my skills in archery, Cupid? No pun intended.”

“Consider it done. You’ll need various targets.”

“I’m aware. Should any end up animals however, your gutting them. A ghastly task I refuse.”

“Don’t like getting your hands dirty, Prince?”

“I master at killing and skinning.”

“Then who’d be responsible for clean up?”

“You as well, the stench is nauseating. Afterwards, I’ll season and marinate while you prepare the fire.”

“And just like that, you expect me to comply? What if I protest by hiding the matches?”

“Be my guest. I’m still not removing the innards.” ***** Huddled in a corner of the deep end, Nat whispered to Shandi. “Cavemen Grog and Igor, planning their next hunt. Watch them murder a skunk.”

Shandi smiled. “At least they’re bonding.” ***** “Interesting this connection through marriage with Obadiah’s niece?” Loki commented.

“Very.” Said Clint. “It’s scary imagining the bloodshed that fucker would’ve caused had he taken over Stark Industries. Tony has S.H.I.E.L.D. working overtime, investigating every distribution of his weapons since this began.”

“The goal being they’re limited to America’s military?”

“Impossible, unfortunately. Some were distributed to allies, but it’s no secret the all mighty dollar rules every black market. The right price could easily entice a duplicator.”

“Certainly he thought this plausible, beforehand?”

“Another yes and contracts were made with strict specifications, but I think this Taser issue finally destroyed Tony’s trust in people. She didn’t like it, but he increased Peppers security again.”

“As of when?”

“Shortly before we left.”

Loki was fully aware his return majorly influenced Tony’s trust issues. S.H.I.E.L.D never discovered the Avengers death threat culprits, yet Stark highly suspected some came from home. “I regret my presence the catalyst for that necessity.”

“Tony’s appreciative. He told us about your call, Cactus. Thought it pretty decent.” Clint smirked and shook his head. “I still can’t believe that shithead’s gonna be a dad.”

“Tin Man’s a good human. I think he’ll take to fatherhood well.”

“Me too. Earth could certainly use more benevolent geniuses.” ***** Shandi suddenly untied Nats bikini top and swam off. “Luckily we’re still in the deep end and you’re knocked up woman, or I’d have your one piece over the fence.” ***** “Want your first lesson, Cactus? We can ditch these two for a time.”

“That’s questionable.”

“Nat would kill to protect her if that’s your worry. Besides, I’ve concluded their shenanigans a mischievous farce.”

‘Norns man, how blind can you be?’

They weren’t in the woods long, before returning with Clint rather disgruntled.

“Problem?” Asked Nat.

“You could say that. What took me years to master, took him only hours. Fuck it, I’m returning in my next life as a God.”

“Eh he he he. I’ll welcome that as a compliment, Cupid. Yet of what. Vodka?”

“If the shoe fits!” Shandi blurted from the rec room.

“The Queen of Unruliness has spoken.” Announced Loki. Everyone laughed and when Clint went to indulge, he addressed Nat. “Has she had more coco?”

“Why, does the fallout concern you?” A lazy smile gave her buzz away.

“Explain, ‘handful,’ Kroshka?”

Nat spoke quietly. “That was the first sign of trouble. Brazenness, which inevitably worsens. Then she gets comically affectionate so stay away. Have you set the house alarm yet?”

“No, why?”

“She tends to wander.”

“She what?”

“Trust me, just do it. Oh and no tickling. It’s highly problematic.”

A chuckle escaped him. “How so?”

Shandis voice cut in again. “You comin’ back Natskies?”

“I’ll fill you in later.” She whispered. “Join us. We’re watching ‘Witches of Eastwick.’”

“A personal favorite of theirs.” Added Clint, passing with a tall drink. “Poor old Jack subjected to such a beating.”

“It was long overdue, baby cakes.”

Loki spent most of his evening keeping an eye on Shandi, but not closely enough. After dinner she rapidly graduated beyond tipsy, despite him adding extra ice and less alcohol to her drinks. At one point when spotting her sneaking up the backstairs, he followed invisible and watched her gulp straight coco from a bottle in her closet. ‘Well, well. Thieved from the pantry have we?’ When she left, two were teleported to the Jags trunk, leaving behind the one presently refrigerated. An hour later she snuck off again and returned looking very confused. ‘Not so clever now, are you darling?’

Before the evening ended, she wiped out during a slide attempt down the hall in slippery socks, used telekinesis to accidentally propel a small frying pan at Clints package, meant for Loki’s ass while he cooked dinner, topped a shot of his whiskey off with whipped cream, kept hugging Nat, kissed her once on the lips and tripped the alarm for a dip in the pool. When it first sounded, he was upstairs and Nat was waiting on her in the rec room. Upon meeting at the kitchens sliding door, she was the first to comment on their discovery.

“Damn Cactus, looks like you missed her little strip tease.”

Loki glanced at Shandis clothes on the floor. “Are those her panties in that pile?”

“Aren’t they enticing, so black and lacy? Take a closer look.”

His eyes playfully narrowed. “You’re somewhat enjoying my plight of longing.”

Nat snorted. “A little.“

“Listen Midgardian she devil, why is she so inebriated when I’ve diluted her drinks for hours?”

“I may have helped.”

Luckily Cupid was asleep as Shandi tried luring Nat and Loki out with her. “Heyyyy guys! Come on in, I’m nekked!”

Loki smirked and was about to speak again, when a loud splash occurred. “Did she just…”

“Leap off the diving board? Yep, ya missed that too.”

‘Fuck.’ “Why, Kroshka?”

“Yo Natskies, tits make amazin’ buoys! Come out an’ play!”

“That’s why.”

“I beg your pardon?”

“She’s freaking hilarious.”

“Give her anymore alcohol and you’re sleeping in the truck.”

“Pshh..just for that, you go get her.”

“And risk Cupid venturing downstairs? I think not.”

“He’s toast. You scared of a little boner?”

“‘Little?’”

“Ooooh..she gonna like you.”

“Kroshka.”

“Okay, don’t get your nuggets in a knot. I'll…”

Shandi appeared at the door wrapped in a towel forgotten outside. “You done discussin’ testies? I gotta pee.”

Loki was resetting the alarm when hearing a ruckus from the back stairs and thought them kidding around. Minutes later, Nat seeked him for help. Shandi had lost her footing on the second step down, smacked her injured hand on the landing and reopened her wound.

“She’s in the ensuite.”

Loki gave her a look. “Perhaps you should sleep in the shed instead. We’ve some neighbors residing there, I’m certain would enjoy making your acquaintance.”

“I get it Romeo, now be off. Your damsels in distress.”

He found Shandi perched on the counter with a small towel around her hand. “May I take a took? You’ve torn this further.”

“Yeah, I smacked it pretty hard.”

One gentle caress from his finger numbed her discomfort. “If you aren’t more careful, you’ll stunt the healing.”

“I know.”

Magic re closed the wound, but this time Loki decided to bandage it himself. While preparing supplies, her next words startled him.

“You must think me a moron.”

“Not in the least, Shandi. Yet may I advise you refrain from further drink?”

“I’ve had enough.”

“I’m pleased.” To ease her evident embarrassment, he jested. “Tell me, was there a desired outcome of Nat and I accepting your skinny dipping offer?”

Her face flushed as the image conjured Nats fantasy. “I…no, nothing specific.”

“Oh? All three of us, ‘nekked,’ your natures buoys bobbing above the waves.”

“What waves?”

“The ones my cannonball into the deep end would inevitably create?”

She chuckled, then fixated on how attentively he was wrapping the gauze.

“Your wheels are turning again. What are you thinking about? Try saying nothing specific and I’ll never believe it.”

‘Aren’t my cheeks red enough already?’ “Your hands.” She bashfully replied.

“What about them?”

‘If that hand to penis size ratio is true…’ “They’re big, yet..very gentle.”

After securing the gauze, he softly kissed one corner of her mouth. “Gentle like that?“ His lips then traced the contour of her jaw, stopped beneath her lobe and Shandis eyes rolled back when he nipped and lightly sucked at her pulse. "Or is this your preference?”

“Both.” She breathlessly whispered as her core rippled.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

Nat disrupted their moment when entering the bedroom. “Bloods cleaned up in the hall.” One glance at them revealed something was up and she smiled. “I’ll be downstairs searching Netflix.”

Loki helped Shandi down. “Join her, hm? I’ll be there soon.”

She left and snuggled to up to Nat in one corner of the sectional. “Stop staring at me.”

Nat chuckled. “I know that look. You’ve been left wanting.”

“Oh shuddup.”

Loki entered after calming his hormones, stretched out opposite them and Shandi eyed him. ‘Panty melting little shit.’ “I still can’t fathom how you can just ‘poof’ anything into existence.”

“‘Poof?’” He asked, amused.

“She’s obsessed with that word.” Said Nat.

“Will you please show me more of your magic one day?”

Her tone and expression held that childlike innocence he now adored, but wanted to move things along. “Of course. Do you ladies like horror movies? I’ve been curious of a one ‘Crimson Peak.’”

“Sure.” Said Nat. “Although beautiful tends to squeeze the ‘shit out of the nearest pillow or arm throughout.” She smirked at Shandis stink eye and after the movie began, quietly whispered something to her.

“But what about…”

“We’d hear him long beforehand, go.”

Loki was pleasantly surprised when Shandi snuggled up to him instead.

“Can I stay here a bit?”

“You may stay as long as you wish.” The movie wasn’t half over when she drifted off. “Why did you suggest this Kroshka?”

"After all we’ve discussed, haven’t you figured it out yet?”

Loki was ninety percent certain of why, yet doubt forever plagued him that anyone could truly want him. His heart needed that final assurance and he waited for it.

“Shandis right where she wants to be, Cactus. What are you waiting for?”

Those words meant more than Nat would ever know, but he had a plan. “I thought of letting her come to me. Tell me the story behind the pickles?”

The last time Shandi overindulged in coco, was at Nats for dinner. She asked for a large pickle from the fridge and did a selacios presentation of oral with it. When Nat praised her, Clint chimed in. He’d been napping and secretly watched from the hall. “Well done. A talent no woman should be without if you ask me.” Nat said Shandi never turned a deeper shade of scarlet.

Loki smiled. “I couldn’t agree with him more.”

“Not a word, Cactus. I mean it.”

“Never and the tickling?”

“Nope, you figure it out. Just do ‘not’ try it in public.”

"Very well. I’ll take your advice, but will definitely indulge.”

Unbeknownst to Nat, Loki presently possessed another secret. His magic was emitting subliminal messages through the television, to hypnotize her. Once they refocused on the movie, her eyes fell shut and he began.

“You will answer all my questions, truthfully Natasha. Understood?”

“Yes.”

“Is Tony withholding any information from me, regarding the Allfather?”

“No.”

“Why must I keep things more professional around Clint?”

“Tony asked us to keep a close eye on your behavior and report back. Clint can’t know anything.”

"I understand.” Having his most worrisome questions answered, obliterated any need to eavesdrop on her and Clint. All further enquiries, regarded Shandi. “Explain the difficult road Shandi has ahead. You said this while she slept.”

“All the secrecy and loss of freedom will make things hard.”

“Explain further, please?”

“When our missions over and we’ve returned to the Tower.”

Her response could only mean one thing. “Have you previously assumed we’d become a couple?”

“Yes.”

“For how long?”

“Since you met.”

Loki’s mouth fell open. “What exactly are you saying, Natasha?”

“Her heart’s never been the same since that day, like yours.”

He froze, not only astonished to learn Nat had grasped his immediate experience, but more that he’d affected Shandi so profoundly. “Despite my behavior?”

“Her beautiful heart had faith in you.”

“Did she tell you this?”

“No…I just knew.”

‘Norns, Pet. Your heavens have sent me an angel.’

“Earlier, Shandi called herself a moron. Does she frequently self criticize?”

Nat deeply frowned. “Only sometimes.”

“You seem angered by this. Why?” Loki thought Nat would admit to loving Shandi. Instead, he received a more intriguing response.

“It’s that word. Shandis mother frequently used it to degrade her and it stuck. Bitch said the telekinesis was why friends and lovers always left them. But Shandi was brave and stopped him.”

“Stopped who and from what?”

“The bitches last lover. He’s why Shandi was abandoned.”

Loki probed further and learned the man had attempted molesting Shandi, but her Telekinesis stopped him. When confronted, he denied it and Shandi was accused of lying. A beating followed and several days later, she was abandoned.

“Exactly how?”

Shandis mother took them by bus, to a large church in a neighboring town. They snuck in as people stood to pray, settling near the back. When everyone sang, Shandi was told to lay in silence beneath the pew ahead and remain there while her mother used the washroom. Mommy never returned and Shandi wasn’t found until later that evening when a cleaner heard her crying. By then, she’d soiled herself and was terrified to come out for fear of harsher punishment. Now Loki understood why she’d gotten so defensive when he teased her during their drive to the Palisades. He further concluded she’d used Telekinesis to protect herself from future molestations and beatings, hence the numerous moves from one home to another.

“Thank you Natasha, you’ve been very helpful.”

Loki finished the hypnotism by putting her to sleep, then kissed Shandis head. ‘Your mother is fortunate to never experience my wrath. Forgive me for wishing her ill.’

Later, he was helping her to bed when a loud thud came from Clints room. “What’s this fixation you Midgardians have, getting better acquainted with floors following alcohol consumption? Even Tin Man’s fallen victim.”

Shandi chuckled. “I’ve yet to witness that.”

“You may never. Pepper’s gotten strict since the last occurance.“

Shandi was pretty tired so they bid each other goodnight. Loki waited a time and after relieving her hangover, received a text. “You awake, brother? I’ve just returned from Asgard.”

“Delivering my progress report?”

“Please don’t, Loki?”

“What couldn’t wait until dawn, Thor?”

“Iris’s father recently passed.”

“How?”

“His Mistress slashed his throat while he slept.”

A wicked grin formed on Loki’s face. “How tragic I cannot express my gratitude.”

“Mother feels the same and sends her love.”

Their correspondence ended, but his grin remained. ‘Ahh, king evil has finally perished. Enjoy your eternity with Satan.’

[simplyhasanah]

One of my biggest fears in the kitchen is when cooking for many people and the outcome turn out to be not delicious. I’ve actually tried something to let this negative feeling go by reciting bismillah and lots and lots of salawat and asking Allah to let this food that I’m going to cook to be delicious for people who will be eating it. SubhanAllah, it has worked very well so far. 

But today I almost forgot to do it because I was distracted by my own ‘suffering’. I was cutting chilies and few seeds were still on my hand. But I was rushing to the pot to toss the cut chilies into it. As I was doing that, I felt an itch on my left eye and immediately touched it. I suddenly felt my eye was burning and only then I remembered about the chilies on my very hand that touched it. Fortunately, my grandma was in the kitchen and she quickly told me to take a pinch of salt and put it in my mouth- but not eat it. There was no time to ask why or argue about it even though it sounded strange. I rushed to the salt shaker and quickly put some in my mouth. I walked back and forth with my burning eyes towards the pot and the kitchen island. 

“Is it okay now?” my grandma asked. My eyes became watery and I still could feel the hotness of the chili. 

“No...” I answered with eyes forcefully closed and my face grimacing in pain while my hand was still stirring the pot. I didn’t want to burn the food. 

While I was tormented by the pain, I asked Allah to forgive me. Surely, this pain does not come in vain. 

In the next few seconds, the pain suddenly stopped. My eyes started to become clear and I felt calmer. I could feel the salt that I’ve put into my mouth earlier. 

Alhamdulillah. 

“Nek, it’s gone. The pain’s gone.” I told my grandma. She felt relieved. I think she was worried, too. 

I quickly resumed my cooking by saying istighfar and saying salawat that I’ve should done earlier. I was thinking about the pain. Though it only lasted for a couple of minutes but I couldn’t forget how painful it was.

Was it the petua (home remedy) that my Nenek gave me? Or was it the istighfar? 

I think both were crucial. The petua was the instant action that Allah has guided me through my grandma while the istighfar is the one that speeds up the action towards the du’a- to relieve me from the suffering. 

I finally finished cooking. I tasted it but I did not like it. I felt so bad. I tried to enhance the taste by adjusting the seasonings. I was already not feeling good while doing that. I then was distracted by my 2-year old nephew who wanted my attention and who was hungry and needed to be fed. So I was feeding him while still feeling guilty about the cooking and chili incident. Luckily, my nephew was in a good mood and he almost finished his food, Alhamdulillah. 

Now, back to my cooked food. I tasted it again and I still didn’t feel good about it. Why, why did it turn out like this? I was hungry earlier but didn’t feel like eating the food. But I pushed myself to eat it with rice. One spoonful. Two spoonfuls. Hmm.. I guess it’s not bad. Still, the perfectionist in me cried inside. Astaghfirullah. I voiced out my worries to my grandma and she tried to taste my food. She said it tasted okay, just that to enhance the taste, I could use more chilis. I said I would love to put more but I’m worried for my sister, G who couldn’t stand spicy food. In the end, I didn’t put in more chili. 

I just hope that people would at least eat it and not throw or abandon it. It would be a waste if they did that and the burden would be on me who was already feeling too guilty.  Feeling dejected, I decided to leave it just like that. I don’t want to make more adjustments to it lest it would become worse. 

Just before Maghrib, our family gathered in the kitchen. Surprisingly, they all love it. They said it tasted like what I usually make. I was dumbfounded but I’m thankful that they liked it. Alhamdulillah. 

I then realized that whenever I cook this type of dish, it would need a bit time for the final taste to materialize- at least an hour or so. I was too impatient and I was expecting a quick result. 

Just like Life, each of us is a different kind of dish. Some dish can turn out well in just a short time while some dish takes longer time to produce. Whatever it is, each has different set of ingredients and time. Patience is the key to get what we desire. If we lose our patience, the outcome will definitely be affected and it will not be as delicious had we waited for more time. Finally, the reliance upon Allah is as important. This actually helps us to be patient. When we know Allah is watching us and He is taking care of our affairs, we become much calmer and thus become easier to be patient. 

Alhamdulillah for these reminders today. 

حسنة @ Rose Cottage

10:00 pm

04/08/2018

[sl-c]

thoughts 3.02am 10/12/17

why is it that whenever I really need sleep I can’t get it & I have a terribly disrupted night’s rest

I had the most traumatising dream during my nap yesterday - I was completely conscious & aware I was in a dream but I couldn’t get myself to wake up; I was running all over the place, found one of my closest friends & was begging for help but what ended up waking me up was my boss ringing me & asking where the hell I was because I’d screwed up the times in my roster & thought I started later which just disorientated me further

had straight coffee for the first time in months yesterday & had such a severe reaction that I was shaking horrendously, racing as I spoke, feeling as though I might pass out or be sick, sweating & then almost have a full blown anxiety attack/break down - it was honestly like the days following the time I got spiked which is messed up

I’m really unsure/concerned if I’m working at an unsustainable rate & what to do or not to do about it; should i ask to cut back my hours or have specific days off or finish up by certain times or start by certain times or am I just having a fucked up month; what is going on; I feel all over the place at the moment

Christmas is getting so close & I don’t feel in the groove for it at all. The only thing I want to do/am looking forward to is hopefully doing a walk with the boy along this cute street where all the houses go hard out on christmas decorations. I think on actual christmas day I’m just going to be shattered from work & trying to prepare/recover for working boxing day, but hey at least the pay will be good

actually getting keen on the idea of saving up to go back to Kauai with a group of friends later in the year

not sure what to do for new year’s - go to this huge house music event or stay home/have people over where we’ll have the house to ourselves & can watch the fireworks

look I don’t mind getting my period but man I cannot deal with added emotions right now with all the stress I’ve got 

so sick of food atm, I wish I didn’t need to eat

decided I wanted to treat myself to expensive designer shoes & nek minut they don’t have my sizes in anything & the customer service I received was fucking shocking. As a retailer working in a shop where the customer’s experience is our #1 priority I’ve never felt so pissed off; these are $1200-2500 shoes & I have to look around for someone to get my size, they get the wrong shoes & take 12 years to do so ?? appalling

man I hope I slay at work over these next few weeks, I really need it

my stomach feels messed right now but i’m kinda glad tbh because it’s trying to detox itself so at least I won’t feel super bloated or shit tomorrow 

I was hoping to go out tomorrow night but I honestly don’t think I’ll have the energy, particularly now that I’m having a shit sleep before a full day’s work, so I’ll probably end up going to his house by myself to sleep while he goes out & eventually comes back hahah *picturing self wrapped up with the dog in his bed*

devo because I was looking forward to the usual Christmas eve party hosted by these family friends but I think I’ll be in the store until midnight working :(

is my anxiety getting worse or am I just stressed/emotion/tired ?!

things I need to do but keep forgetting/don’t have the time for - sending depop orders, getting my hair cut, getting my eyebrows shaped, eat healthy, take my medication, socialise, grocery shop/cook, go to the physio etc etc

tired

thinking about christmas is weird 

my stomach is churning man

I think i’m starting to grind my teeth again from the stress

I’m so worried I’m going to crash horribly tomorrow at work & I have an open to close shift D:

looking at designer products again getting really excited - it’s funny how things have changed because I never use to be into shopping & certainly not designer stuff but now I just want a few pieces here & there to treat myself for working so hard idk

keen to have to leave for work in like 4 hours 

my poor body is being filled with shit and i feel bad about it but I also haven’t been craving healthy food & just don’t have the time/both or effort to do it either; its’ depressing & I need to figure out how to sort it

so many things I’m contemplating buying atm it’s so fun

should i do somehting different with my hair when I eventually get it cut; i’m legit just thinking the smallest trim I can get just to help it stay healthy and keep growing

I have such a good feeling about 2018 - anyone else ??

gonna stop now

[joffyworld]

HELLLL YEAHHHHHHHHH

— 2 part of the bishops in bunny suit.

[] suggestive content []

– 1 part with older siblings.

[feecarsazali]

im sorry baby if mama feel sad.

mama don't want you to feel sad. this is the emotion that mama have to go thru. Mama don't wish to be jobless. what to do? everytime mama meet someone they either backstabbing, heartless and arrogant. Before conceived you, 2 yrs mama work as admin school. covid happen. mam don't continue the contract. they told mama not to conceived (selfish- act) mama left the job. mama work part-time relief teacher, they promise will change mama to full time. it did not happen where they down-grade mama salary very low. mama keep searching and go for interview. Mama get apsn as assistant teacher. they promise mama after contract they will change to permanent. and after conceived you. it didn't happen, is all a lie from them. Going for part time interview twice. with arrogant interviewer and rude one because mama is pregnant. Mama feel sad how cruel can people be? Seating at home doing house work and restless.

Ayah don't bring mama go out. He always home late. When mama want go to oyang house, he don't allow. cause he tired from work to fetch mama. He angry if mama insists going. despite mama say mama can take taxi home. he angry cause later oyang boy will be angry with him cause mama is pregnant go home alone. Mama is bored at home. Mama want clean the house, Ayah has is own way in cleaning the house. if mama clean He will just make a messed after work with his things. Mama cooked and wash and fold the clothes. Mama don't eat what ayah eat. he eat rice. mama don't like rice. mama prefer noodle. Mama have to eat for you baby.

PH mama want go out of SG > Jb or batam also can. but Ayah always nag about money issue. That mama upset. Later you born, mama can't go out much. Ayah will be more calculative. Mama already think ahead, when you born mama have to find a job and put you at infantcare. Ayah won't let mama stay as housewife for long. Mama want go JB and enjoy the food and continue buying your items. In singapore everything is expensive. with mama not working and ayah give mama a little amount to survive. Pay bills and mama have nothing left.

Mama want go batam also for the food and self pamper for 3hrs for cheap. Singapore 1hr. doing hair already cause hundred over. 3hr mama can do hair and even massage for less than hundred. But again ayah will say to mama dont waste money.

Mama feel sad and trap at home.

Want go out with onty or nek bu. They are another bunch of people who is calculative and inconsiderate. Will only make mama angry like the other day we go out. Nek bu is busy with work she a supervisor. salary very big but stingy. if ask her to go overseas like near. she wont want to come out much money. if ask her out in singapore, she will make mama angry. cannot take taxi feel like vomit lah... don't this type of food. she basicly fussy and just waste mama money without considering mama not working anymore.

your onty getting married in December 2023. She always busy with work to "save up". go honeymoon far and pay the wedding expenses. Nothing to worried because your soon to be uncle is rich. when mama ask her out, she busy saying she work, she broke or she have plans with her friends. She wont want to make time with family cause our family attitude one of a kind.

mama just lonely. mama no longer have friends too. mama on my own.

now, mama is really sad. over everyone being so selfish and self-centred. everyone want scold mama for everything. mintak tolong sekali pun susah. ayah yang tak bagi mama go oyang house. nek bu forever forget. mama now guilty oyang girl masak . oyang boy wait for us.... :'(. ayah home and doesn't care abt mama crying also. onty keep scolding mama.

[joffyworld]

HOLY SHIT THIS IS BEAUTIFUL WOAH

— usurper of the red crown