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themoontoyourshine · 3 years ago

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Let me begin with a HUGE shoutout to Lin @ssahotchswife for all of her support. She is a big inspiration for me. She has been so patient and kind in answering all of my questions. Run (don’t walk) go follow her if you don’t already.

SUMMARY: What happens when Aaron’s neighbor has a bad dream? Will he see just how much she cares about him and his son?

PAIRING: Aaron Hotchner x Neighbor(fem)! Reader

WARNINGS: Some content may be triggering so please read before continuing. 18+ Minors DNI

INCLUDES: This chapter includes the reader having a nightmare and describing it to Aaron. In the dream her and Aaron had been taken and were being physically and mentally abused (not graphic). The reader did not know where Jack was but he is FINE! Please let me know if I miss anything.

WORD COUNT: 1,342

A/N: This was supposed to be a quick one shot but it got away from me. I currently have over 10,000 words and I’m still writing. This is chapter 1 and I plan on updating weekly. This story has a little bit of everything. Hopefully you laugh, get a little turned on, and believe in love again by the time it’s over lol. This story will eventually contain SMUT. If you are not comfortable reading smut, you may not want to start this story. This story will have between 4-6 chapters. I’ve never done anything like this so please be patient with me. Feedback is always appreciated. AGAIN, I HAVE NO CLUE WHAT I’M DOING!!! This has been on my computer for MONTHS. This new year I am officially uploading it. Please let me know if I’m tagging something wrong or if it should be somewhere else. I’m trying to give everyone a heads up as to what to expect out of this story. The last thing I want to do is trigger someone. Send me an ask if I need to make adjustments in the next chapters. Also, the only thing I own, is this work on fiction. NO COPYRIGHT INTENDED. Hopefully this starts off 2022 the right way. (with the motivation I need to finish this lol) I love all of you guys. 😘

Daydreams and Nightmares

You’d moved to DC about 4 months ago. The first people you met were your neighbors across the hall. Jack, the sweetest 8 year old on planet Earth and Aaron, his handsome FBI father. They were the only ones to officially welcome you to the building. Jack knocked on your door with a plate of cookies he decorated himself and Aaron was behind him with a bottle of wine. You invited Jack in to help you eat the cookies and Aaron in to help you with the wine. You told them that you were 21 and had just graduated college. You were supposed to start your job Monday as an ER Nurse at the local level 1 Trauma Center. Aaron had told you all about his job as Unit Chief of the BAU, his colleagues, and even about Jack’s mother. Jack told you about school, his friends, soccer, and scouts. They quickly became your very best friends. You would even watch Jack when Jessica wasn’t available. She was a doll too. You would cook dinner for Jack and Aaron when you would babysit. You would also tidy up too even though Aaron told you not to. It wasn’t like it was difficult. Aaron was a neat freak. It was mainly putting away Jack’s toys that y’all played with. He loved Lego’s. You’d put the room back together after building a blanket fort. You’d wash clothes if it needed doing and run the dishwasher after cooking. Once, when Aaron was in a bind, you’d picked up his dry cleaning. You thought he was going to have a fit. Truth be told, you loved taking care of the two of them. One of the first nights you watched Jack, he told you about his mom. He didn’t remember much but you loved the fact that he felt like he could talk to you. There were several pictures of her throughout the house. She was breathtakingly gorgeous. It didn’t take you long to develop a crush on the 41 year old agent. He was handsome, kind, funny, smart, everything you could ever want in a man. You would flirt with him from time to time. Usually he would just cock his eyebrow and tilt his head but sometimes he would flirt back. You know he only did it to be nice but it still made your heart flutter none the less.

11:47 PM To Aaron: Goodnight handsome

11:51 PM From Aaron: Sweet dreams neighbor ;)

11:56 PM To Aaron: Only if you’re in them, xoxo <3

You bolted upright out of a dead sleep panting and trying to catch your breath. You went to wipe the sleep from your eyes when you realized your cheeks were wet. You’d been crying in your sleep. Sure enough, your pillow was wet too. Glancing at your alarm clock, you noticed it was 2:47 AM. You hadn’t had a nightmare in years. You were shaking. This felt real. It was about Aaron. He was in trouble. Rationally, you knew he was ok but you had to see for yourself. Throwing the blankets to the foot of the bed, you walked out of your room, down the hall, through the living room and into the kitchen. You grabbed your keys out of the bowl and locked the door behind you. You and Aaron had exchanged keys in case of emergencies. It wasn’t until you were in the hall that you realized you weren’t wearing shoes, a bra, or pants for that matter. You didn’t care. You just needed to make sure Jack and Aaron were ok. After that, you could just sneak back to your apartment. You locked Aaron’s door after you entered. You slowly walked down the familiar hall and opened the first door on the left. Everything looked in perfect order except for one crucial thing, Jack wasn’t in his bed. Your heart started to speed up. You quickly scampered to the end of the hall to open the door to Aaron’s room. You slowly and quietly opened Aaron’s door as fast as humanly possible. You learned early on to be careful when waking Aaron. As soon as you were in his room you began whisper shouting his name.

“Aaron, Aaron please wake up. Aaron it’s important” you say walking towards his bed, panic in your voice and tears in your eyes.

“Y/N?” Aaron said sleepily, “What’s wrong? What are you doing here?”

“It’s Jack, he’s not in his bed. Where is he?”

“He’s camping this weekend with the scouts. I pick him up Sunday afternoon. Come here and sit down” he says pulling the sheets back on the other side of the bed. “Why are you crying?”

“I had a bad dream. You were in trouble. When I woke up, I knew you were probably fine but I just had to see for myself” you admit, sitting with you back against the headboard and legs under the covers like Aaron. He reached over and turned on his lamp by the bed.

“I’m right here and I’m fine” he said, placing your hand on his chest so you could feel his heartbeat. You could feel its perfect rhythm under his muscles chest. It really did help. “Do you want to talk about it?” You nodded, taking your hand off of his bare chest and opting to hold his hand instead.

“I think in my dream we were a couple. I didn’t recognize the room we were in. It looked like an abandoned warehouse or something. I was handcuffed to something metal in the corner of the room. A faceless man with a hood on was hurting you and he made me watch. Even without a face, he had a vicious laugh. It was awful, Aaron” you say, crying uncontrollably at this point. “Jack wasn’t in my dream and I didn’t know if that meant he was safe or if something awful had already happened to him.” Aaron handed you a couple of tissues from his nightstand which you happily accepted.

“I’m fine and so is Jack. He called to tell me goodnight at around 8:00 PM. They go to sleep at 8:30.” You took your first deep breath then, knowing Jack was safe and sound.

“I’m sorry I barged in here at 3:00 AM and disturbed you.”

“Don’t worry about it. If anyone understands bad dreams, it’s me. I get them too. So do the people that I work with. We are all there for each other. They know they can always call me and I know I can always call them.” Your heart broke to think of Aaron having nightmares but it made sense with what he did for a living, you had just never thought of it before. Just then you let out a yawn and rested your head on Aaron’s shoulder.

“I’m just glad you’re ok.”

“Do you want to stay here a little longer? It’s fine with me if you do.” You nodded giving him a half smile. He slid back down in bed, laying his head on his pillow. You did the same, neither of you letting the others hand go.

You don’t know how long you laid next to Aaron while holding his hand and looking at his perfect face. You just remember waking up in his bed. You didn’t have to open your eyes to know the sun was up. You felt it warming your skin. Aaron’s scent on your pillow made you smile. Aaron’s arm had made its way around your waist at some point in the night. You wanted to wake up every morning like this. Deciding coffee was in your near future, you opened your eyes. At the foot of the bed stood 6 people with eyes locked on you. You started patting Aaron’s arm around your waist.

“Uh, Aaron…”

“Hmm?” he grunted against your neck.

“Aaron, we’re not alone.” That got his attention. He opened his eyes and quickly untangled himself from you to sit up straight.

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percabethfeelsfandom · 4 years ago

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Headcanons: Percy and Annabeth as Tik Tokers Part 3

Part 1

Part 2

I never mentioned what Percy and Annabeth’s users would be. Annabethchase1207 + perSEAus

- Annabeth would have a really basic username because she made the account ironically hence why it’s just her name and birthday

- Percy definitely would make a joke out of his user so that’s my take on it

Back in Cali, Annabeth’s friends are literally about to riot because they aren’t there live to witness percabeth happening

(They’re all avid tik tok users and they’ve started a house/tik tok group called Olympus because Piper did a series where she turned all her friends into different greek gods/goddeses )

Leo makes tik toks about making little inventions/DIYs that are actually useful but his viral video/series was him making his own Iron Man suit, he also does random rants and skits that are half in English half in Spanish because he’s so exasperated at the stupidity of people (Piper turned him into Hephaestus)

Jason doesn’t post as frequently on tik tok but he’s made a handful of his sporting highlights and trick shots he’s done over the years as a prodigy sports kid. Prior to piper’s request he also has done Pov’s with her. His viral tik tok is of him with a staff and doing cool transitions with it as he spins It (imagine him spinning it normally and he’s wearing normal training clothes and then the next spin, he’s in like a suit and the lights go all low and shit and his eyes glow blue) (Piper turns him into Zeus, but she also turns him into Apollo at one point so he can match Thalia)

Thalia owns punk/goth lesbian tik tok. She’s a pioneer in the LGBTQ+ tik tok community. Going on rants shutting down men who have the audacity. She cosplays as well, and her history in archery means people are always asking her to cosplay as Katniss. She’s always changing her hair colour like every month, but right now It’s a dark blue that looks almost black. as annabeth’s best friend she is also a frequent in annabeth’s tik toks, but only to provide sarcastic commentary. You can also find her lurking on Percy’s comment section providing feedback on his skateboarding tricks (you bet that these two have been DMing back and forth) (piper turns her into Artemis) (Thalia’s girlfriend Reyna is also a frequent appearance in her tik toks, and you can see just how easily Thalia melts in front of the camera when Reyna’s there, it’s so sweet it could give you a toothache)

Last not not least miss Piper Mclean, daughter of the ever famous Tristan mclean, but manages to make a name for herself by being so amazingly talented as a stylist, makeup artist, and editor. She’s worked with so many famous youtubers and photographers. She makes her tik tok as a place for her to just shut her brain off but it becomes a super easy comfort escape where she can trial some new makeup looks, and new fashion pieces, and POVs (shoutout to @ myangels.percabeth on insta for commenting this on my instagram) while also showing people how to thrift in LA and do fun photoshoots at home, a queen of self care, and body positivity (she transforms herself into Aphrodite but makes it this huge collaboration with tons of different artists on the app so with each makeup transition it’s a different person because aphrodite can look like anyone…like it starts with piper putting on foundation she turns her head and it’s someone else putting on blush etc. and finishes off with piper again and winking at the camera in full greek goddess glam)

(piper also transforms Annabeth into Athena and Percy comments on it with 👁👄👁)

When Annabeth and Percy re-emerge from the library and make it back to the hotel she’s staying at they finally check their phones and see that they’ve gone viral (again)

They decide not to address the rumours because, it’s not the internets business’ to know (AS IT SHOULD BE)

They spend that week almost completely absent from social media because they want to have something that is just completely theirs. (But there are two posts worth noting, one on annabeth’s infrequently used instagram of someone’s (Percy’s) silhouette and the New York skyline the night before she leaves and a picture of Percy’s pinky wrapped around someones (annabeths) pinky on his stories that is deleted after an hour (but not before the entire internet finds it and it becomes the new standard of what people want in their relationship) (I can already see the tweets #goals finD mE a MaN tHAt hoLDS mY piNKY)

Eventually Annabeth has to go back to cali and percy stays in NY

They exchange their goodbyes between short kisses, promises to FaceTime each other soon and promises of building something permanent

They begin a secret (not so secret) relationship long distance

They continue duetting each other’s videos and mentioning each other offhandedly in their tik toks

Percy starts a YouTube channel and his first video is a proper vlog of his and annabeth’s adventures together

(It’s a sweet 1 month anniversary gift to her but only they know that)

Annabeth starts to post less and less on her tik tok because of school (at least that’s what she tells her followers but really she’s losing touch with her love of the internet because of how intrusive it is and also she’s trying to heal her relationship with her family so that’s taking all her energy. She leaves the Olympus house but keeps in touch with them (obviously, she grew up with them so that’s a no brainer)

Once she’s posting less, people begin to (finally) lose interest in percabeth so that they can live their life. Percy keeps posting his usual videos but he’s starting to get caught up with YouTube, and starts getting some amazing brand deals and he uses it all to help get his family a house that is their own, (“Surprising my amazing mom with her dream house”)

On Annabeth’s birthday the next year percy surprises her at cali and the rumours about them start up as she appears more in his socials and vice versa

One thing leads to another and they accidentally out their relationship when annabeth’s phone is in the background of Percy’s (“surprising my best friend in California”) video and there’s a picture of percy kissing her cheek in a coupley way as her wallpaper

They take it in stride rather than denying (because why would they) and say yeah we’ve been dating lol, we’ve been dating for a while now

And on some internet awards show they win couple of the year

Because that’s what percabeth deserves

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shewritestheblues · 5 years ago

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the Elevator Bae - 13

Chapter Thirteen

Erik Stevens x Black OC (Phoenix)

A/N: This series is almost to its end. I will be ending with Chapter 15. Thank You so much to everyone who has read and shared this story. I adore all of you soooooo much :)

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How did two months go by so fast? Tour was coming to an end and It was bittersweet for Phoenix. She was able to finally see just how many people enjoyed her music and travel alongside one of her greatest friends but she missed Luna. She missed Erik? That’s been the confusing part. She didn’t really miss him but seeing how he’s been with Luna has warmed her heart. He’s been sending her videos and pictures daily. His bright smile seems to light up her world when she FaceTimes him to see Luna.

The closer she’s been getting to the last performing date, the more her anxiety has been surfacing. Since Erik’s been back, it was dropping Luna off because she had rehearsals and meetings and then tour. (A week during tour, Erik flew in to Detroit for Phoenix to have Luna while she visited family and he was on his way back to LA.) Their only interactions have been for Luna and they were good with that. She was good with that. There wasn’t any time for anything else. But soon, the tour will be over and she’ll be taking some time from work. Will things change? Have they already started to change?

Phoenix knew she was sure that this is what she wanted. For them to only focus on their daughter. All of these thoughts were swimming through her pool of a mind. Currently sitting in her hotel room, reading the comments under Erik’s latest IG upload weren’t helping. He just posted a picture of him and Luna while they were out. He had taken her shopping with him and snapped a picture of them in the dressing room mirror. It was the cutest picture. Luna looked unbothered while looking at the phone through the mirror. This kid had so many moods to be new here. Phoenix’s mom joked that Luna’s been here before.

Phoenix found herself smiling at the caption.

‘Luna ain’t having it with you hoes today.’

Erik’s captions were always… very Erik. And the comments full of women that Phoenix assumed were from Erik’s past or women who dreamed of being a part of his future.

‘She’s beautiful Erik.’

‘I still can’t believe Erik Stevens is somebody’s daddy.’

‘Lol, she’s so cute. Does she need a brother?’

‘Damn E. You make beautiful babies.’

‘Call me, E. 😘’

Phoenix wasn’t jealous. He was single. This was her decision. But sometimes, she hoped he would post something about her. Well, you know, because she is Luna’s mother of course. Maybe a shoutout?

No, no. She caught herself. She didn’t actually need that. Everyone following Erik knew who Luna’s mother was. Phoenix was fine. She. Was. Fine. These feelings? These thoughts? They will pass. So, she exited the app. It was time for rest and rest is definitely what Phoenix needed.

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Everything was… okay! Phoenix had worked herself up and things between her and Erik were good. They had the perfect schedule since she’s been back home. Erik would have Luna every other weekend. He’d come over to spend time with her during his ‘off days.’ They’d joke like old times. Even Ava had warmed back up to Erik. Of course things could never be what they used to be but this was a good start to making their situation feel somewhat normal.

“So tell me Phoenix, how has your transition back home been?” Dr. McKee wasted no time. She was eager to hear how Phoenix had been managing on her own.

Phoenix didn’t go back to therapy right away when she came back home. She figured she would take some time to test the waters and see if she would handle things with the methods she’s learned.

Releasing a deep breath, “Everything is good.” Phoenix finally says. “I’m happy.”

A genuine smile grew onto Dr. McKee’s face. “That’s amazing Phoenix. I’m honestly so proud of you.”

“Thanks. I’m proud of myself too.”

“So,” Dr. McKee paused, “What made you want to come in today?”

“I don’t know what to do with myself. I’m supposed to be using this time off to relax but I can’t. I feel like I should be doing something. Too much down time makes me think and when I think, I overthink. When I overthink, I get antsy. Then I feel anxious. Which only leads to a panic attack. I just don’t know what to do with this energy.” Phoenix stops herself to take a deep, calculated breath.

“What are you thinking about?”

“Did I make the right choice— No! I know that I did but…” Phoenix trails off.

“But what?”

“Luna loves him so much. The way she lights up when she sees him. She deserves to be that happy every day. I want her to feel what I feel. I’m happy.”

“Sounds like you’re trying to convince someone of that.”

The way Phoenix rolled her neck, she felt offended. How dare her own therapist insult her like this? Phoenix was happy! She didn’t have to convince anyone. She rolled her eyes at the idea. The nerve of this highly educated woman.

“I’m not trying to upset you Phoenix. I’m just trying to understand.”

“So are you saying I don’t make any sense right now?” Phoenix snapped back.

Cool, calm and collected, Dr. McKee blinks, “I’m not saying that at all. You make perfect sense. I just want you to share as much as you can so we can get to the root of what brought you here today.”

Phoenix closed her eyes and chewed on her lip. She internally chastised herself for being snappy. “It’s just,” she slowly began, “the way he looks at me with those puppy dog eyes. Even when he’s laughing, his eyes are saying something else. Like… he’s trying to slowly drown me. When he looks at me, his eyes linger like they’re trying to get me to catch on to something.”

Phoenix opens her eyes and focuses on the floor. “I’m not changing my mind. He’s always been a smooth operator but unfortunately for him, I know that. He doesn’t get to come around and make me feel guilty for choosing what’s right for my baby.” Phoenix paused. “Our baby.” She whispered that last part.

Dr. McKee takes some notes. She opens her mouth to speak but Phoenix beats her to it.

“I understand. I really do. Erik wants to give Luna the family experience. I want that for her too. But the family we’ve all created for her is fine.”

“I agree, Phoenix. So many of us get caught up in the idea of a traditional family. But family is whoever loves you unconditionally. From what I know, you, Erik, Coby, Ava and the entire tribe you guys have around you love Luna beyond this world. That’s more than enough. You’re a great mom. Great moms make tough decisions every day, but great moms also know each decision is for the greater good of their family.”

Phoenix smiles. It feels good to hear that someone sees you and your hard work and the sacrifices for what they are. Dr. McKee was right. They may not be the traditional family, but Luna is still surrounded by a loving tribe that is unique to her.

“But,” Dr. McKee continues, “you can’t attach yourself to Erik and what he may be feeling about this. You’ve made yourself clear what you wanted. You’re happy and Luna’s happy. There’s no need to ruffle anymore feathers here.”

Dr. McKee turns to her laptop and begins typing away on her keyboard. After a few clicks, she turns to Phoenix again.

“I’ve emailed you a list of things that could help you during your free time. I want you relax and enjoy this time off as best as you can before it’s time to get back to work. You deserve it.”

“I’m going to my best.”

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Phoenix wasn’t in a rush to leave the parking lot of Dr. McKee’s office after her session. She sat in her car going over the list in her email.

Ways to Relax Your Brain:

-Workout.

-Take an art class.

-Plant a Garden.

-Read some good books.

-Get out in Nature.

Phoenix wasn’t gifted with a green thumb, so gardening was out of the question. She works out pretty consistently, but it hasn’t worked out with calming her thoughts so that one is scratched off. Art class felt like work and books? She’s read every book that resides in Coby’s house. She was tired of reading. Looks like getting out in Nature would be worth a shot.

She’s always loved the beach but she couldn’t remember the last time she’s been to a beach.

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Phoenix found herself in a very familiar spot. A picnic table on the beach, watching the beach goers enjoy themselves. The waves look beautiful as they rolled in onto the sand. The sounds of splashing seemed more soothing than Phoenix ever realized. Time seemed to be passing so slow. Everything in the world has come to a calming pause. Her mind wasn’t racing. Her heart wasn’t pounding. Tranquility was all Phoenix could come up with to describe this feeling. She had no worries, no fears, no anxiety.

The sounds of an ice cream truck moving through the parking lot near her, caught her ear. The thought of eating something sweet without her infant bullying her into sharing seemed like a great win. She stood from her seat and seemingly floated to the truck.

“Hello, what can I get you?” the older man inside the truck said with a contagious smile.

“Um,” she tapped her chin with her index finger, “I’ll go with chocolate on a waffle cone.”

“Coming up.”

Moments later, Phoenix exchanges her money for the ice cream cone and travels back to her spot at the picnic table. She picked up where she left off admiring all that surrounds her. She ate her ice cream with a pleased smile pinching at her cheeks.

The small vibration of her phone pulled her from her trance. Erik is facetiming her. She assumed he was calling to see Luna so she swiped to answer the call.

“Hey, E. I’m not with Luna right now.”

“That’s cool. I called to talk to you.”

“Oh, um, okay. What’s up?” This made her suspicious.

“The Outreach Center will be opening this Friday. We’re doing a whole big thing and uh, I wanted to invite you if you aren’t busy. Shuri told me that if I didn’t call you right now, she would never talk to me again.”

Phoenix was mid bite into her cone and almost dropped it from laughter. “Well, you know I have nothing to do. Tell Shuri that me and Luna will be there.”

“Alright.” Erik paused, eyeing Phoenix’s background through the phone. “Aye! You’re at the beach?”

“Yeah. I just needed a moment. Needed to get out of the house, I guess.”

“Everything’s alright?” His words were soft, genuine.

“Yeah, yeah. Everything is good.”

Erik didn’t believe her. He could tell something was bothering her but he didn’t want to push her. That wasn’t his place. Well not anymore at least.

“Well you know, no matter what, you can always come to me.”

“Yeah, E. I know.”

“Alright, I have some shit to get done before Friday. I’ll let you get back to your me time. I’ll text the details later.”

“K…”

“Kiss my baby for me when you get back home please.”

“I will.”

The call ends and Phoenix is frozen. Erik calls her while she’s sitting in the very spot he’d taken her when he needed to clear his mind. This use to be their spot. Her peace was broken then. Erik was everywhere. Even when he wasn’t there. She looked around and threw in the towel. Her time here was up. She finished her ice cream cone on her walk back to her car. She was ready to get back home to get her daughter.

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The week had flown by. Phoenix was just sitting on Dr. McKee’s couch. She was just at the beach. But now, it was opening day for the Outreach Center. Phoenix couldn’t understand why she was feeling so nervous. She had this gut feeling that something was off. Her and Erik were good. She loved T’Challa, Shuri and Queen Mother and they all adored her. She wrecked her brain trying to come up with an answer.

Phoenix called her mom. She would understand and maybe help her with her feelings.

“Something just doesn’t feel right, Ma.” Phoenix props the phone up on her dresser while she gets Luna dressed.

“That’s your intuition, baby. If you feel like something ain’t right, it’s because something ain’t right.”

“But I don't know what it is. It’s driving insane.”

“The only way to find out is to go and face whatever it is.”

Phoenix finishes dressing Luna. She places her in her bouncer in front of the phone so that Luna can see her grandmother on FaceTime.

“Hey baby girl.” Phoenix’s mom dotes on the bouncing baby. “You’re looking more and more like your grandma everyday.”

Phoenix cuts her eye at the phone. “She looks like her dad.”

Phoenix catches her mom rolling her eyes.

“You can’t hate him forever, Ma. He’s going to be around for a long time.”

“I don’t hate him. I just think he’s stupid. Maybe if he pays for a round trip for me to go to Wakanda, I’ll forgive him.”

“Mom!”

“Those are my terms Phoenix and I ain’t changing them. Ain’t that right Lulu? Tell your stupid ass daddy to send me to Wakanda.”

“Alright Luna,” Phoenix picks Luna up, “Your grandma is on all bullshit today.”

“Hey! What your mouth around my grandbaby.”

In disbelief, Phoenix looks at the camera, “But you just said a bad word.”

“Ass isn’t a bad word.”

“Okay, ma. Whatever you say. We have to go so I’ll call you tomorrow.”

“Alright. I love you.”

“Love you too.”

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Phoenix was roaming the large, empty halls of the Outreach Center. She had been inside multiple times while dropping off Luna to Erik or picking her up. She had checked Erik’s office, looking for him but he was nowhere to be found. She was making her way back outside when she sees Shuri.

“Shuri!” Phoenix stops her, “Have you seen Erik?”

“Philly! I’m so happy you’re here.” She pulls Phoenix into a tight hug. Phoenix embraces her back and their body’s rock. “I missed you. Hey Lulu.” Shuri adds pinching Luna’s chubby cheeks.

“I told you that you can over whenever.” Phoenix adjusts Luna on her hip. Luna was getting heavier every day.

Before Shuri could respond, she looks up and sees Erik walking straight toward them. “Oh there’s the little T-Rex.” She points in the direction of Erik.

When Phoenix turns around, Erik is walking with that famous dip. His dreads are back into a ponytail and he’s sporting a navy blue suit that’s tailored to perfection. He’s always had great style. The smile on Phoenix’s face slowly began to drop when she noticed the tall, curvy, well dressed woman walking alongside Erik. That uneasy feeling she felt when she was home crept up from her stomach and settled in her chest. She tried to control her breathing before it picked up. She wouldn’t allow herself to get worked up before knowing what was going on.

“There you are. Philly was looking for you.” Shuri says. She turns to Phoenix, “Come find me later. We have so much to catch up on.” Shuri walks off.

Phoenix isn’t sure what she’s supposed to do. She awkwardly stands there looking around to avoid looking at the woman standing next to Erik.

“Hey, Phoenix,” Erik grabs her attention and motions to the mystery woman. “This is Alicia. Alicia, this is Phoenix.”

Alicia sticks her hand out and shakes Phoenix’s hand. “Oh my goodness, you’re Phoenix? I’ve heard so much about you. Hey Lulu.” Alicia rubs her thumb on Luna’s arm.

Lulu? The only people who calls her Lulu are people who are close to her. It’s obvious that this woman has been around Luna a great deal.

“Oh…Hm. It’s nice to meet you.”

Her eyes bounce between Alicia and Erik a few times before they lock in with Erik’s. She can’t read him. These are not the same eyes he usually looks at her with. He licks his lips. This woman isn’t just a random woman that Erik decided to introduce to her. Something was up between the two of them.

Luna throws her body backwards trying to get to her dad. Erik scoops her up with one quick motion, taking her from Phoenix. He peppers kisses all over her cheeks before checking his watch. “We’re gonna miss the opening ceremony. We should get outside.”

“You guys go ahead.” Alicia says, “I have to use the lady’s room. I’ll catch up.”

“Okay. You know where to find me.” Erik says with a smirk. Alicia places a hand on his arm and walks off toward the restroom.

Erik and Phoenix began the journey outside to watch T’Challa give the opening ceremony speech. As they approached the big door that led out, Phoenix looked to Erik. “She seems nice.”

“She is.” Erik tries to bite back his smile.

“Good. You need someone nice.”

Erik stops walking. He was stunned by her words. How did she manage to put those pieces together? His words got caught and he struggled with a response. Phoenix picked up on his struggles.

“She called Luna, Lulu. That told me everything, Erik.”

He caught on. “I wanted to tell you before now, but I didn’t really know how.”

“It’s fine. As long as she makes you happy, there’s nothing to talk about. Things may not have worked out with us but I can see that you’re a better man. Someone should get to experience that.”

Phoenix doesn’t stick around to hear how he may react. She walks ahead leaving him and Luna and goes outside. Erik stood there processing her words. Alicia catches up to him. She could see that something had shaken him up.

“Erik, is everything okay?” her eyes searched him for any kind of answer. “Did something happen with Phoenix?”

He finally looks at her, “No, nothing happened. She just, uh, she thinks you’re nice.” A single dimple appearing.

A small smile forms on Alicia’s face. “So does this mean that I’m Phoenix approved?”

They laugh. He steps closer to her and plants a kiss on her lips. Alicia’s face goes red. “Not in front of Luna.” she plays.

Erik opens the door for them and they walk out just in time as T’Challa takes the stage.

As the day progressed, Erik was talking to so many people. He found himself explaining different parts of the Outreach Center over and over but he didn’t complain. Alicia stayed by his side, mingling while Luna bounced around between the two of them and Queen Mother. It wasn’t until T’Challa pulled Erik aside to ask where Phoenix was that Erik realized that he hadn’t seen her since their exchange. His eyes searched through the crowd hoping to see her somewhere. To his disappointment, she was nowhere to be found.

He texted her.

Erik: Hey, Philly. Where did you go?

Time passed and he never received a text back.

Phoenix’s thumbs hovered over her keyboard but she just couldn’t find it in her to say anything back. When Erik didn’t come outside for the ceremony right after her, she snuck out and left. Luna was in good hands and she just couldn’t stick around. She meant what she said. She really did see Erk for the better man that he had become. He was an amazing person and even more amazing father. It wouldn’t be fair for her to want him to not move on. Again, she reminded herself that this was best.

“Philly. Come get your glass.” Mica yelled from the kitchen.

When Phoenix got back home, she told Ava what had happened and Ava called Mica and Camren over for girl talk and wine. They were all between their third and fourth cups. Hours had gone by and Phoenix still couldn’t text Erik back. She just says “fuck it,” and tossed her phone on the couch and heads into the kitchen for her refill.

When Phoenix gets a hold of her assigned wine glass, she downs it in seconds. Her friends watch on in shock.

“Damn Philly, calm down.” Camren says.

“I’m grown, Camren. You don’t have to tell me how to drink some weak ass wine.”

Mica clutches her pearls. This isn’t like Phoenix at all.

“What’s wrong with you?” Ava asks. “Is this about Erik?”

Phoenix throws daggers at Ava with her heavy eyes. “Everything ain’t about Erik. I’m good.”

“You’re not acting good.” Mica adds.

Phoenix begins filling her glass up again. “Well since yall just know me so well, how am I acting if I’m not acting like I’m good?”

Ava snatches Phoenix’s glass. “You’re acting like you’re trying to drink your problems away.”

“I don’t have any problems to drink away. If I did, I’d be killing off something way stronger than wine.” she reaches for her glass but Ava pulls away.

“It’s obvious that this Erik shit is bothering you, sis.” Ava says.

Camren and Mica both nod in agreement.

Phoenix slams her hands down on the island counter. “Yo, fuck Erik. I don’t give a shit about what that man is doing. He’s moved on. He’s happy. I’m happy. Why are y’all holding on to this shit?”

“You’re holding on to it.” Ava yells. She’s fed up with Phoenix’s rudeness.

The gloss appearing over Phoenix’s eyes alerted her friends that she was struggling to hold back her tears. Ava reaches for her but Phoenix pulls away. She looks off at nothing when a few tears escape and flow down her cheeks. Her lips shake and she wraps her arms around herself.

“I don’t get why you’re torturing yourself. You clearly still love him.” Mica says.

“Yes!,” she aggressively wipes tears from her cheeks, “I still fucking love him, but this love ain’t mean shit. He doesn’t get to do this. He can’t just pop back up after all of this and have his life back like nothing happened.

“So,” Camren hesitates for a moment. “You’re punishing him?”

“I’m protecting myself.”

Ava steps closer to Phoenix in a nurturing way. “No, you are punishing him and yourself. Look at you. I hate what his stupid ass did just as much as you. But she’s right. We’re right. You're torturing yourself while trying to prove a point.”

“No I’m not!”

“You keep saying that he can’t do this.” Mica joins in again. “That he can’t just come back. But you can’t just pretend like you don’t care. It’s not fair to either of you.”

Phoenix doesn’t respond. She’s listening but she wishes that she wasn’t. They were right and she wishes they weren’t.

Camren breaks the silence. “We’re not trying to hurt your feelings Philly or piss you off in any way, but you can’t be hurt that he’s moving on when you’re the one that told him to.”

Mica interrupts, “So, either you can move on too or tell him how you really feel.”

The group of women notices Phoenix’s lack of responses. She’s in shut down mode. They didn’t want that but they couldn’t sit back and not tell their friend the truth about herself. Phoenix finally gets her hands on her abandoned glass of wine on the counter and downs it before silently walking away from her friends. She goes upstairs to her room. They give each other knowing looks. They would give her some time and they’ll go up to console her. Moments pass and they all suddenly hear the front door slam, scaring them. When the women rush to the door, they barely catch Phoenix just as she is nearing the end of the driveway.

Ava runs out toward the reversing car but Phoenix quickly shifts the car into drive and drives off.

“Fuck!” Ava yells. “We have to get Coby.”

#the elevator bae #erik killmonger x black oc #Erik Killmonger #Erik Stevens #erik x phoenix #erik x luna #shaebewriting

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taylornock · 5 years ago

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how cell phones made our lives better while simultaneously ruining them

hi fam!! it’s me, again. are you tired of hearing from me? me too. that’s why I’m here to rant about social media / phone / technology. bc i hate it… but in a loving way???

everyone remembers when they got their first iPhone. seriously. why is that such a monumental moment in our lives? i can hardly remember what i felt like freshman year of high school but can pinpoint the feeling of sheer glee unwrapping my iPhone 6 in eighth grade. i have this thing that is attached to me 24/7 - when I go anywhere (even downstairs) without my phone i feel weird. that is f***ing SAD! PATHETIC. i hate feeling that dependent on what is essentially a pocket robot.

for what it’s worth - phones have done INCREDIBLE things for the world as we know it. for example, this quarantine shit has been testing all of us; and our phones are helping us get through it in so many ways. our phones let us see the faces of those loved ones we are missing, our phones provide us with stupid tik tok content to keep everything light hearted, and our phones let us check in on each other. all amazing things! when we are at school, we have instant access to our lives at home . being able to call my mom whenever i want is something i definitely abuse. “mom, I’m on my way home from Thompson right now and i think i have a brain aneurysm but my bio final is at 11am tomorrow will i make it” … an actual conversation i had with my mom at the end of freshman year. needless to say i was medicated shortly after THAT meltdown. I am such a brat that i don’t know what i would do if i couldn’t text my dad and have him immediately get me the password again to our Uverse account…… god forbid i miss an episode of the bachelor. i have this phone, and that’s what i do with it? abuse its powers to ask my parents for medical advice or a password i forgot? have we lost sight of everything here?

throughout life and especially throughout quarantine… my phone is the definition of a possession that is a blessing and a curse. I’m so grateful to have the ability to bother my friends - whenever i want! the options are endless! i love keeping in touch with people i thought id never hear from again, and being able to talk to so many people in my life and make my heart swell. now, when a conversation with someone other than my two roommates (shoutout parents) is so rare ⎯ that phone is my weapon and i use it to help flatten the curve: flatten the curve of covid19 and flatten the curve of my mental illness 🙃 [humor is a coping mechanism okay let me live] but like, i KNOW i’m not the only one that looks at my screen time and immediately wants to die. how can i honestly be looking at my phone for that long? picking it up THAT many times?????? my phone is the best distraction and also the most toxic - it makes me feel better but has a tendency to bring up all my issues and blast them into the reflection of my blue light glasses...... its called fashion look it up.

to give some examples - let’s open up my most used app: snapchat. I go on snapchat with the best of intentions - to see a memory from a year ago that makes me smile. to respond to my friends and see what their mood today is based on the look on their face. to creep on snap stories and see what everyone’s cooking and doing with their lives. somehow, tho, after spending a few minutes on the app.. i end up with a pit in my stomach most of the time. the person i want to respond hasn’t responded in 4 hours. oh god lets overthink this- they don’t like me anymore and are no longer interested in speaking to me and only respond every once in a while out of pity or because they are uncomfortable. everyone hates you. oh and GOD FORBID someone leaves me on open??! I am not funny nor interesting nor worth a reply - suddenly, i have equated my value to receiving or not receiving a photo of someone’s blank stare. this is extreme, and this is dramatic. but trust me —— this is the hamster wheel always turning in my head. I’m not even going to touch on snap maps; that feature is pandoras box and someone better fucking shut it.

second most used app is instagram. i scroll for hours, i have time limits set for the app acting like i’m actually going to listen to them and get off. lmaooooooooo. i love looking at aesthetic stuff and dogs and food and recipes and my friends’ beautiful faces. but you know what i don’t like? constant nudges to compare myself to others. oh look at her having a party with all of her friends even though we aren’t supposed to be. am i a loser for trying to be safe? oh look at her washboard abs, i’m never going to look like that and will never live up to the standard of beauty society has set for me. look at all of these people in their happy relationships. why can’t i have that? it goes over and over and over. its not like i sit there and think of these things just like that, its a precedent in my mind when i stare at everybody else that i am going to size my own life up against theirs. for years i followed every single elite model / VS angel on instagram to motivate me to do better - to start being psycho about what i did to my body so i could be as gorgeous as them. what kind of fucked up mindset is that? i would literally watch their footage of them eating rice and vegetables once a day and try to copy it. i would watch their runway walks obsessively trying to recreate them in heels alone in my house - like that was all i could imagine doing with my life. did i ever stop for a second to look at that photoshoot of gigi hadid and wonder if she was happy? wonder if the constant pictures she saw of herself ever made her insecure? what was i doing? the day i unfollowed those girls was a monumental day in my journey to a better self image. i didn’t realize the people i thought were my “motivators” were actually my triggers. i have grown to a point in life now that i would much rather eat a stack of chocolate chip pancakes that make me dance in my chair like an infant than practice my runway walk and shame my body in the mirror. and i am so freakin happy!

i could go app by app for hours. but moving on to the next thing i hate about cell phones - how they have destroyed our biological methods of communication. you hear about those psychos who think the world is destroyed by technology and we are going to be overrun by robots. but hey, I’m with the psychos on this one. i have this amazing friend, Trevor Wright, who without fail at EVERY dinner announces “phones off friends on” and collects our phones into the center of the table. yes, we are 20 year old adults. yes, we hand our phones over to Trevor and let him yell at us for trying to see if ~that person~ snap chatted us back. i have so much respect for him because of this. there is nothing worse than staring at your phones when you could be having a good conversation about life, about love, about laughter + memories, about “do you think hellen keller is real?” anything, bro, anything. anything but snapchat messaging your hoe of the week or mindlessly playing tetris to twiddle your thumbs. we all need to start loving a little harder, and the first step to doing that is to communicate better. communicate smarter. I’m guilty of alllll of the above, don’t get me wrong. and I am ADD asf and constantly playing mindless games just to stimulate my brain. but i need to stop that! even writing this is taking some time away from the dumb shit on my phone - and encouraging me to communicate how i r e a l l y feel to my homies that will read this. communication - especially body language - is fascinating. I’ve studied it in psych, I’ve learned the neurological bases of behavior and why we do what we do. I’ve learned how much our life experience impacts who we are as a whole...and it! is! fascinating! i also think that’s why i love film so much. because it can capture the raw moments of your friends just being your friends, of you just being the person you are, and the world around you just existing as it exists. i love the raw moments; and not just because indy blue posted one youtube video of her slow mo laughing and now thats the only footage i find myself shooting. 😚

im not quite sure what this post is, lol. but - just a rant on technology. so listen to me:

take advantage of technology + social media! it CAN BE GREAT. for so many reasons. but, don’t let technology + social media TAKE ADVANTAGE OF YOU. stay true to you - know how to communicate with yourself and your loved ones without the use of a robot. remember that feeling when you setup up your first iPhone? imagine if you could feel that again, with your phone nowhere in sight. if you don’t know how to communicate with yourself yet, start by journaling. WRITE! TYPE! SPEAK! do what you want. getting your thoughts down even without an audience is so crucial to understanding yourself and others. if you don’t like to write, reflect. breathe. meditate. make art. do what makes you feel at peace, and do whatever makes you feel like the world makes a little bit more sense than it does.

IF YOU ARE READING DOWN TO HERE, I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU, SAY IT BACK! LIFE IS A FUCKING HIGHWAY. AND IM SO GLAD YOU’RE ON MY INTERSTATE. <3

xoxoxoxo

gossip girl

#phones #socialmedia #rant #blog #hi #tender #loveme #quarantine #covid19 #cellphones #iphone #followme!#taylor #tiktok #trending #writing

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love-little-lotte · 6 years ago

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POTO Manila 2019 Experience

I crossed one thing off my bucket list last March 2, 2019.

Finally, finally, finally. I finally got the chance to witness my all-time favorite musical, The Phantom of the Opera, live. Anyone who really knows me knows that I am totally in love with this show.

I first learned about the existence of POTO when I was 10, when I first read an abridged version of the Gaston Leroux novel. Then I watched the 2004 film, starring Gerard Butler and Emmy Rossum. Ever since then, I fell in love with the musical. I listened to the Original London Cast, with Michael Crawford, Sarah Brightman, and Steve Barton. I watched the 25th anniversary, with Ramin Karimloo and Sierra Boggess. I streamed countless YouTube videos. I wrote down the lyrics, memorized them by heart, and sang along even though I couldn’t reach the high notes, not for the life of me.

POTO became one of my passions, and (yes it sounds cheesy AF) also helped me become the person who I am today. It’s not my first musical (family friendly The Sound of Music is my first because my mom plays the Julie Andrews movie all the time), but it opened my obsession to musical theatre. Through POTO, I got to learn more about Broadway, theatre, and musicals.

I have my brother to thank for this wonderful experience. This was meant to be a birthday and graduation present all rolled into one. And it’s actually the best present I’ve ever received. Not only did he pay for all of my expenses, he also accompanied me and took my pictures! Shoutout to him for making one of my major dreams come true.

This was taken on our way to the theatre. It was a one-show day, and the play was going to start at 2:30 PM. I heard from my friend (who already saw the previews) told me I should be there as early as possible so I can take a lot of pictures before most of the audience arrive. And since I want to take as many photos as I can, my brother and I left our hotel as early as 12 noon.

I was so excited I even took a photo of the theatre while we were in the car. My heart was pounding the entire time. My head was reeling. I still couldn’t believe I was there. It felt like a dream I had before. And believe me when I say I dreamt a lot for this moment.

When we got closer to the theatre, I saw a big poster just right outside. I gave out an excited squeal. “I got to take a picture of that!” I told my brother.

And so I did.

Before entering, we noticed there was some Phantom stuff just right outside by the entrance. Aside from the make-up closet (which is self-explanatory), I didn’t know what was inside of the rest of the boxes but I still took some photos nonetheless. I still had a lot of energy around this time.

This was by the entrance: some posters of the musical productions that toured in Manila before. (From left to right: Chicago, Singin’ in the Rain, Les Misérables, Wicked, West Side Story, and The Sound of Music)

After entering the building, I saw this amazing backdrop and of course, immediately posed in front of it......

.....only to learn the words “The Phantom of the Opera” were cropped so I told my brother we had to go back so we can take a proper picture again.

And there we go.

We went to the second floor afterwards, which was where the theatre was located. And this was when the “taking of photos” spree began.

Exhibit A: Mask, roses, and candelabras. Yep, that’s the whole show right there.

I’m kind of bummed that they didn’t really have a photoshoot for the World Tour. I mean it’s nice to see Kelly Matheison from the West End cast because she’s adorable and gorgeous, but I would love to see some Meghan Picerno HD posters too.

Don’t mind me, I’m just posing here with the POTO posters.

Exhibit B: Ah love this shiny, sparkly mask. Yes, the pic is sadly a bit blurry.

Exhibit C: My brother told me to go sit down on the floor and pretend to be Christine, but there was no way I’m doing that with that dress. I wanted to put on the cloak and the mask, but decided I should go with the rose instead.

Exhibit D: “Look at yourself in the mirror, I am there inside!” This is my favorite picture, which also refers to my favorite part in the musical.

Exhibit E: Yeah at this point I was running out of poses. Standing and smiling at the camera was getting boring.

Oh, and would you look at this! A production of Cats in November 2019, starring Joanna Ampil! Isn’t that amazing? She’s one of my favorite theatre actresses and I would kill to see her sing Memory live.

Anyway, what’s up with the Philippines and Andrew Lloyd Webber musicals?

Yeah, what is up with Andrew Lloyd Webber and the Philippines? We just can’t get enough of it. I’d definitely want to watch Love Never Dies when it comes to Manila, even though I’m not such a big fan of the story. The music is brilliant, as well as the sets and costumes. Can we please have Meghan Picerno as Christine Daaé in this production once again? (And maybe throw in Jonathan Roxmouth, too, cause people love him so much here.)

At this point, my brother already left me. He went back to the hotel while I sat on one of the couches, waiting for the theatre to let the audience in. I took a selfie with the brochure. I thought we were all given a program for free, but it turns out you still have to buy them in the gift shop.

Yay! I’m finally inside. I was in the second row, which was very thrilling, especially since the chandelier was really close to me. I couldn’t wait for it to fall down at the end of Act 1!

Sadly, this is the only picture I had inside the theatre. I was so busy taking it all in that I forgot to take a selfie or something. I still couldn’t believe I was there.

I cried as soon as the overture began to play. There are three possible reasons why I did so: one, I can’t believe I’m really here; two, the music was so beautiful, and three, the light from the chandelier made my eyes hurt lol. But, whatever the reason was, I assure you, there were some tears.

My first genuine cry was during The Mirror scene, when the Phantom showed himself in the mirror. It’s just a super iconic scene, and truly one of my favorites.

But the major highlight for me was Masquerade. Sure, I was expecting myself to cry during All I Ask of You (Reprise) or the Final Lair, but Masquerade overwhelmed me. The costumes were amazing up close! I’ve mentioned a lot of times before that POTO costumes are my favorite things ever. The intricately-designed Elissa dress, the fan-favorite Wishing dress, the iconic white robe, and of course, my personal favorite Aminta dress.

But the costumes during Masquerade was the highlight. I didn’t know where to look because I want to take it all in! The ensemble were great, too, and there was just a big fat stupid grin on my face the whole time.

You know, live theatre isn’t that perfect. I can hear the whirring of the machines as they change the backdrop and their heels clicking loudly onstage. I see them spit at each other’s faces. But damn it, it was beautiful. It’s raw and real, which is what theatre is all about.

Sorry for the bad angle haha. This was the cast I saw my first POTO production and I’m eternally grateful at them for giving me a performance to remember. I was just so excited to see that I’m going to watch Jonathan Roxmouth and Meghan Picerno! I’ve seen a lot of videos of them rehearsing, and they both sounded heavenly. I was grinning from ear-to-ear.

Jonathan Roxmouth didn’t fail me. His voice was soft and angelic, and he truly embodied the Angel of Music. I got chills during The Mirror scene, as soon as he sang the words, “Insolent boy!” His Music of the Night was a spectacle, and his height difference with Meghan Picerno also helped. I don’t know why, but I really love it when the Phantom’s a great taller than Christine. Meghan only reached Jonathan’s chest, so their iconic “hug” scene during MoTN looked really good. He also glanced at me during All I Ask of You (Reprise) as he sang the words, “You will curse the day you did not do, all that the Phantom asked of you!” So that truly “made my night.”

Jonathan also scared the crap out of me during the Final Lair. He was truly menacing and just plain scary. I love scary Phantoms, and he definitely delivered! When he said the line, “You try my patience! Make your choice”, he put his face really close to Meghan, and I could definitely see him seethe angrily at her.

But he gained my sympathy in the last part when he started singing Masquerade to the music box. At that point, I was crying my eyes out already. I hope the people in my row didn’t judge me too harshly! No matter how many times I’ve seen POTO, I always cry during the Masquerade reprise.

On a side note, Jonathan’s really adorable in the curtain call. He made a Korean heart sign just after he bowed. Korean culture is really popular in the Philippines for some reason, and he earned a lot of laughs and claps from the audience when he did so.

Meghan Picerno, on the other hand, was the sweetest and sympathetic Christine ever. Okay, that’s a bit of a stretch since she’s the first Christine I saw live, and I’m a bit biased. Her crystal-clear vocals also didn’t fail. I’ve seen videos of her in Love Never Dies, and she was amazing there. Her Think of Me was just so pure, and her Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again made me teary eyed.

Meghan carried herself well. Not only was she a darling and innocent Christine, but she was also a fierce one too. During the Final Lair, when she said the words, “This haunted face holds no horror for me now, it’s in your soul that the true distortion lies”, her expression was not scared or anything. I just love that she could project a lot of emotions from Christine, and not only stick to one.

She also shared good chemistry with Jonathan Roxmouth, especially during The Point of No Return. The sexual tension between the Phantom and Christine was undeniable. The way they touched each other, even caressed each other in that scene was so, so, so good. It’s definitely one of the main highlights of the show for me.

And, of course, Matt Leisy was a darling Raoul. Just like his co-stars, his vocals were heavenly. His All I Ask of You is plain sweet. The way he hugged and twirled Christine at the end part of the song was also a major highlight for me. Also, he was very attentive to Christine, and he was protective of her - some important qualities that Raoul should have. In the Il Muto scene, when Christine started getting nervous that the Phantom was watching over her, I can’t help looking at Matt because he was so undeniably concerned and protective of her. And during Twisted Every Way, he was demanding, but at the same time, very considering.

Matt also worked well alongside Meghan. They balance well with each other. As a matter of fact, the three of them are great together. It’s obvious that they’re comfortable with each other onstage. The Final Lair was so thrilling, and it’s all thanks to them. I’m so happy that they get to be my first POTO Big 3.

Overall, the ensemble was great! I love them so much, and I’m extremely honored that I had them as my first ever POTO cast.

Also, bought two souvenirs from the gift shop! A really cute necklace (which costs 1,500 PHP/28.75 USD) and a tote bag (800 PHP/15.33 USD). I wanted to buy the charm bracelet, too, but I feel like I’m going to have more fun with the necklace, compared to it.

And there you have it! This was an extremely long post, but I want to immortalize my first POTO experience. I’m still in cloud nine, even though it has been almost three days now. It’s truly an experience I will never forget.

#phantom of the opera #poto manila #poto world tour #jonathan roxmouth #meghan picerno #matt leisy #phantom #christine daae #raoul vicomte de chagny #the theatre at solaire #andrew lloyd webber #musical #musical theatre #personal

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baekbyunny · 6 years ago

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Chanyeol’s Valentine Disaster

Summary: Chanyeol tries his best to sweep you off your feet for Valentine’s Day, but things don’t go exactly as planned….

Genre: Fluff + a little bit of angst

Author’s Note: Hellooo, this fic was for a v-day collaboration I’m doing with a group of wonderful writers. The theme was “failed Valentine dates” and I chose Chanyeol :) It’s suppose to be a one shot, but tumblr is being a butt so I’ll need to make it two parts. Sorry about that! It’s a late Valentine’s Day gift, but oh well ^-^;;

This is also my first fic so please excuse me if there are any errors.

Shoutout to @yuki-starlight for checking my spelling and thank you @lucyandthepen for inviting me~

I hope you guys enjoy!

Part 2 is on my blog!

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You woke up in your bed, slightly freezing from the drift of the open window beside you. You were about to fall back asleep until you caught the scent of something awry in the air.

Is something burning?, you think to yourself. Your eyes immediately fly open when you hear the fire detector go off, pushing yourself off the bed, you run towards the kitchen.

“Chanyeol?” You cry out as you frantically wave the fumes of smoke out of your face.

You look through the smoke and see your boyfriend wearing a frilly pink apron in the smoky haze desperately trying to open a waffle iron with some silver tongs from the top drawer. He freezes after hearing your voice and turns to look at you.

“Y/N! You’re awake!” Quickly glancing from the blackened waffle in the waffle iron and then back to your face he tries to hide the burnt mess by putting it out of your view.

“This isn’t what it looks like?” He says meekly making it sound more like a question rather than a statement.

Sighing to yourself, you ask, “What in the world are you doing? It’s only 8 A.M. and our apartment is about to go up in flames.”

He sheepishly looks at you and replies, “I was planning on making you breakfast in bed and well,” He pauses and glances to the waffle iron on his right, “things didn’t go as planned.”

You sigh and chuckle to yourself. Looking around, you try and assess how much damage the tall giant has done to your kitchen. You see a tall wine glass filled with milk, a piece of burnt toast, and some badly chopped fruit in what looks like an outline of a gremlin on a heart-patterned tray you never knew you had.

Should I ask him what that’s supposed to be?, you refrain yourself from questioning him after looking at the downcast look on his face. You gently grab his arm and hold onto it while cupping his right cheek with your other.

You tilt your head upward slightly to see his face. “Chanyeol, this is very sweet of you to do, but you really didn’t have to. We both know what you’re like in the kitchen without someone supervising you.”

He looks down with a gloomy look on his face, closes his eyes and sighs, “I know, but it’s Valentine’s Day and I wanted to do something special for you. You seemed a little stressed this past week so I thought I could cheer you up a little. Plus, I wanted to take a picture of the food after I was done with it and send it to Kyungsoo to show him that I CAN cook without his help.”

Laughing, you try and fix the messy strands in his curly brown hair. “Thanks for trying, honey. The sentiment was nice enough for me and I,” you pause while glancing to the clock behind him and gasp, “I’m late!”

Letting go of his arm, you rush to the bathroom and prepare yourself for work. After putting on your usual formal attire for work, you come running back out to see him wearing a pair of pink rubber gloves scrubbing pieces of badly burned waffle batter off the waffle iron. He’s so sweet, you think and smile to yourself while rushing over to the shoe rack to put on your heels. After putting them on, you head for the door.

Realizing you’re about to leave, Chanyeol turns away from the sink, grabs a paper bag from the kitchen counter, and makes his way over to you. “Wait! Here, I made lunch for you. I swear it’s not burnt or anything.” He reassures you while handing it over to you.

“Aw, thanks sweetie! I’ll see you tonight!” grabbing the paper bag from his hand, you quickly walk over to him and give him a quick peck on the lips.

“Bye, Yeol!” you yell out to him and rush out the door while walking backwards to wave at him as you slowly make your way to the car.

“Bye, love you!” he yells out, waving back to you as he watches you from the door of your apartment. “Love you too!” You yell back, smiling to yourself while walking to your car.

You and Chanyeol have been dating for the past year and a half and it’s been wonderful. Sure you had some small arguments on things like what to watch on Netflix or who should wash the dishes or do the laundry, but you guys never had any big fights so things never got too bad.

There were some times where you both argued about the lack of time spent together considering how he had to spend most of his time at home composing songs on his computer and how you had to go and work at the office, but you both understood that your jobs were important and how much it meant to you both so those fights never lasted too long.

You could never really stay mad at him for it anyway. Especially when you saw how his eyes would gleam and how excited he would get talking about his new songs with you. That’s why every now and then, you guys would splurge on some money you two saved up the past and take a small vacation to places like the mountains or the beach to makeup for the little time you guys had together.

He wasn’t your first boyfriend though. You’ve been through some break ups in the past, but Chanyeol had a way where when you were with him, everything felt new and different. You never felt happier than when you were with him and you felt like he brought the best out of you. He could always make you feel better whenever you felt down and he could make you laugh so hard to the point tears were coming out of your eyes. You loved every second of your time with him, but you just wished you could actually have more time in the day to be together.

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Upon entering the office building, you push a button on the side of the wall for the elevator to come down.

I wonder if Chanyeol is done cleaning the kitchen, you think to yourself. I hope he didn’t leave the stove on or anything.

Before your brain could continue to think of all the disasters that might have happened in the house after you left, you see the elevator doors open and you walk inside.

Right when the elevator doors are about to shut, you hear someone call out to you, “Y/N, wait up!” You immediately push the button on the left wall to open the elevator doors and see your co-worker and friend, Baekhyun, jogging to you.

“Glad to see I’m not the only one late this time.” He says with a smile on his face.

You scoff at his joke and reply, “I would have been on time if my kitchen wasn’t up in smoke this morning.” His eyes widen and he asks you to explain what you’re talking about and you explain the disastrous episode in the kitchen to him.

“He really almost made your kitchen explode!” He exclaims astonished.

“You should have seen the look on his face when I caught him trying to open the waffle iron with tongs! He looked like a kid who got caught trying to steal candy from a supermarket.” Laughing, you both make your way out of the elevator when the doors open.

“Meet up for lunch?” He asks you.

“Yeah, sure! I’ll see you later.” You reply.

Giving you a thumbs up, he walks to his desk and begins to type on his computer. You walk to yours and sigh after seeing all the papers on your desk neatly lined up in a pile next to your laptop.

It’s gonna be a long day, brushing off your negative thoughts, you get to work.

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“I need a break.” You murmur to yourself while looking at your computer screen

Looking at the time on the clock on the wall, you see it’s time for lunch. Glancing to your left, you wonder if Baekhyun is still at his desk and you snort to yourself after you see him dozing off while the game, Solitaire, is displayed on his computer screen.

You make your way to his desk and shake his right shoulder. “Baek, wake up.”

Stirring a little, his eyebrows furrow, “Just go and get the cheese. No one’s watching.” he mumbles

Snickering you shake him harder, “Baekhyun, come on! It’s time for lunch. You can get the cheese you want over there.”

His eyes slowly opened and he looks up at you squinting for a good few seconds. “Mom?” He says out loud with a tone of confusion.

Bursting out with laughter you reply, “Yes, dear?”

Rubbing his eyes, he looks at you again and realizes that it’s actually you and not his mother. You’re bent over with laughter while he gives you a deadpan look. “Oh, haha. Very funny. Is it time for lunch already?”

Wiping the tears of joy from your eyes, you tease him by using you best baby voice, “Yeah, it’s time for wunch. Let’s go, sweetie. Do you wanna take your wittle wunch box with you?”

“Stop!” He whines putting his face in hands while his cheeks turn to a dusty red. “Let’s just go already.”

Laughing you reply, “Okay okay, let me just get the lunch from my bag.”

You walk to your desk and grab your lunch bag in your purse, but you notice that something feels off.

Why does this bag feel so light? you wonder and stick your hand in the paper bag and pull out a red rose.

You smile softly and as you look at it and reach back into the bag only to feel nothing inside.

What? He only got me a rose for lunch? You feel a buzz in your pocket and you pull out your phone.

*You have one new message!*

Unlocking your phone, you check the notification and realize it’s from Chanyeol.

Yeollie: Y/N

Yeollie: I FORGOT TO PUT YOUR SANDWICH IN THE BAG

Yeollie: I’M SO SORRY

Yeollie: D,:

“Oh my gosh.” You murmur

Y/N: lol

Y/N: It’s ok, I’ll just get some lunch from the. cafeteria

Yeollie: BUT I MADE IT OUT OF LOVE

MY LOVE

Y/N: Omg Yeol, it’s fine really

Yeollie: I’m sorry :’(

Y/N: The sentiment was nice enough

Thank you for the rose btw. Very sweet of you ♡

Yeollie: It would have been better with the sandwich I made you >:(

You laugh at his childish behavior and reply

Y/N: Yeeoooool, its ok! Really!

Yeollie: I’ll make it up to you I swear

Y/N: lol I’ll keep you to it then

gonna go get lunch ttyl!

Yeollie: Ok :(

Ily ♡

Y/N: I ly 2 ♡

“What’s up?” Baekhyun asks curious as to why it’s taking so long for you to get your lunch. Glancing at the paper bag in your hand, he grabs it from you.

“Chanyeol forgot to put my lunch in the bag”, you reply

He takes out the rose and admires it for a few seconds, “Well, at least he gave you a rose.” His eyes widen, “You think if you just put the petals in water, you’ll get rose water?”

He playfully hits you on the shoulder, “You could sell it by the bottle and make a nice load of money off of it!”.

You raise your eyes to the roof of the office and contemplate on how you became friends with someone so dumb.

“Baekhyun, I’m pretty sure that’s not how you make rose water.” You reply unamused. “Anyways, let’s go to the cafeteria. I’m starving!”

“Fine, but if that’s not how you make it, then why do they call it rose water? How do you think they make it?” He questions you as you both make your way to the see-through elevator

Rolling your eyes, you reply, “I don’t know, Baek. Look it up.” And made your way to the cafeteria.

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“That will be $7.99, please.” The cashier states while looking at the numbers on the screen of her computer.

“Here you go.” You reply and give her the cash from your wallet. After receiving your change, you put the change of coins in the see-through tipping jar that has “Feed Me Please!” inscribed on it.

Taking your tray of food you turn to the tables behind you and see Baekhyun waving to you while Chen is on the opposite side of the table motioning to you to come to where they are sitting.

Seating yourself down next to Baekhyun, you greet Chen on the other side of the table.

“How’s your day been, Chen?” You ask.

“Dreadful, you won’t believe what happened at my office today,” He says and put his hands on his face. “I opened the door to my office and the first thing I see is my trash can on fire and Sehun screaming while trying to dose it out with a water bottle.”

“Who’s Sehun?” Baekhyun asks.

“Just a co-worker of mine. He kept screaming ‘Chen, you’re trash can is mad! Hurry and call 911!’ So I just grabbed the bucket of fire and ran to the bathroom and took it out.”

“Damn, Chen, you’ve got some balls to actually hold it.” Baekhyun says while shaking his head impressed. “I would’ve just called the fire department. But wow, is this fire situation contagious or something? First it’s Y/N and now you. Am I gonna get the disease too?” Baekhyun questions with an infliction of fear in his voice.

You scoff at Baekhyun and his dramatics while Chen looks between you and Baekhyun in confusion

“What’s he talking about?” Chen asks with his eyebrows furrowed. He looks at you and asks, “Did something happen to you?”

You explain to Chen what happened in the morning with Chanyeol in full detail.

“That idiot!” Chen exclaims with a look of disbelief on his face, “How could he be so dumb?” He asks.

“Chanyeol is Chanyeol.“ Baekhyun says while putting a hand on his heart and gives the two of you a sincere look. "As his best friend, I have seen the ups and downs of that man. Once, he managed to trip over a can of Pepsi on the floor NINE times.” He lifts up his hands and shows nine digits for emphasis. “All in thirty minutes!” He raises both of his arms in exasperation.

“There was another time,” he continues while trying to hold back his laughter. “Where he thought his phone was his cup of water and he threw the cup of water on his bed instead of his phone.” Letting out a boisterous laugh, Chen looks at you, “You’ve got quite the man, Y/N.”

Snorting you reply, “Hey look, he might now be the brightest, but he IS the sweetest. He always does his best to comfort me when I’m having period cramps. He’ll rub my back and give me chocolate and he waits for me when I come home from work late. Plus, he’s taking me out to dinner tonight at some fancy restaurant for Valentine’s Day.”

You see the look on both of their faces and chuckle with how disgusted they look. “Don’t look so grossed out, guys. You’ll think it’s cute when you find someone to do these kinds of things with.”

Baekhyun rolls his eyes and gives you a pointed look, “I’ll have you know I can have all those cute mushy moments with someone. I just haven’t found them yet.” Grabbing his cup of water on the table, he takes a sip and continues. “I’ll meet the girl of my dreams one day. We’ll lock eyes and then I’ll walk over to her and introduce myself and boom!” Baekhyun says while using his hands to gesture an explosion. “Next thing you know we’ll be married with a kid living in a mansion.”

“Woah, hold on there,” Chen interjects. “You might want to try and take her out on a date first. But one kid? Really? I always felt like you would want more.”

“Mm, I’ve thought about it, but that’s just so much work and I want to spend a lot of my time with my wife.” Baekhyun replies, resting his chin on the palm of his hand with a dreamy look in his eyes and a goofy smile.

You snort and Chen looks to you, eyes widening as if he remembered something. “Speaking of kids, are you going to be babysitting that toddler tomorrow? It’s every other Sunday right?”

“Ah, yeah. That’s what the plan is anyway.” You say while shrugging. “He’s a real cutie. His mom is pretty smart. She gave me a bag full of the boy’s stuff just in case she had to leave him with me in case of an emergency.”

“Oh, that’s smart of her.” Chen agrees.

“Isn’t it? Anyways back to the topic at hand, how’s your love life been, Chen?” You question him. “We’ve given you our daily update, what’s yours?”

“I’m actually better off by myself. Thank you very much.” Chen states with his head slightly lifted and a haughty expression on his face.

You and Baekhyun stare at him in silence for a good five seconds before he continues.

“What? You don’t think I can be a strong independent man?” He questions the two of you with his upper eyebrows raised.

After another few seconds of silence, his shoulders droop and he sighs

“Well, you’re right.” he admits, immediately putting his head in his arms that are resting on the table and starts to whine. “I’ve gone on so many dates and I still can’t find a man that can reach at least the minimum of my expectations! Is God being cruel? Does he not like me? Why am I this unlucky?”

You look at his depressed state with pity. You’ve known Chen for a good five years. The two of you met in college and became friends after meeting at a party. The both of you didn’t drink so you two were the only two sober kids there and quickly became friends after realizing you both liked the same show. You knew Chen was always looking for the right guy to come his way and you started to feel pity for him since he wasn’t having any luck in that area for quite some time now.

Feeling sympathy for him, you pat his head and try to reassure him. “Aw, come on Chen! I’m sure the right guy will come along soon! You just need to keep trying!”

You notice Baekhyun suddenly sits up straight and claps his hand together. “Oh, that reminds me! I think you might be interested in this guy I met at that one club I go to. He’s got everything you’re looking for! He’s smart, funny, kind, and financially stable. You guys even watch the same television shows!”

Chen instantly lifts his head with a surprised look on his face and asks, “You found someone who watches Strong Woman Do Bong Soon? ”

“The one with the Hulk lady right?”

Chen nods quickly.

“Yeah, he watches it too. Here’s his phone number.” He slides a small piece of ripped paper with the man’s number scribbled on it to Chen. “His name is Minseok Kim and he’s an accountant. I have a feeling you two will hit it off.” Baekhyun says smugly while giving a wink.

Chen takes the piece of paper off the table and inputs the number scrawled on it as a new contact on his phone. “Thanks, Baek. Let’s hope you’re right about this.”

You see Chen’s eyes wander to the time on the top right screen of his phone and he quickly stands up, “Shoot, I’m late for my meeting. I got to go and do my presentation on electronics and what it does to children. I’ll see you guys later!”

“We better hear more about you and Minseok the next time we see you!” You yell out to him while Chen gives you a thumbs up and runs to the elevator almost tripping on a small white napkin on the marbled floor. The two of you wince as you watch him stumble on his way to the elevator.

“I swear that man needs to be more careful.” You murmur and Baekhyun nods in agreement. You look down at your watch and realize lunchtime is about to be over.

“Well, it’s time to head back to work,” you say and you put your phone in your left back pocket of your jeans. “Come on, Baek.” You tell him while nudging your head to the elevator.

Baekhyun’s slouches in his seat and moans while using his best baby voice, “But Mom! I don’t wanna go.”

You laugh seeing him pout at you and you’re surprised that he’s actually wanting to play along now. You respond with a motherly tone, “Come on sweetie, lunchtime is over. If you work hard enough in class, I’ll let you have nappy time early today.”

His eyes widen, “Really? You mean that, Mommy?”

“Mhm.” You hum while nodding.

“Okay, Mommy! I’ll be good and clean up my mess.”

He then stands up and makes a heart over his head with his arms and shouts, “I love you, mom!” in front of the whole cafeteria.

You immediately look around and see that some of the people in the cafeteria are looking at the two of you with a shocked look on their faces.

“Baekhyun!” You hiss and look back at him only to see a smug and cocky look in his eyes. You drag him out of the cafeteria and once the two of you are out of sight, you slap him on the arm. “You idiot! People are gonna think you’re my son now!”

He grins, “What’s the matter, Mom?”

You glare and respond, “Haha, you got me. Now quit it.”

“And what will you do if I don’t?” He challenges you with his arms folded.

“Well,” You pause and look back at him with a wicked grin and a look in your eyes that causes Baekhyun’s cocky demeanor to change. He takes a step back out of fear of not knowing what you’re planning to do.

You take a step closer and yell, “I’ll just do this!” You put his head in a headlock and ruffle his light brown hair messing up his perfectly styled hair.

“Y/N! I spent an hour on this!” he shrieks

“Y/N? What happen to mommy?” You tease him.

“I won’t call you that again I swear!” He pleads.

“Okay, good!” You say and let go of his head. “Glad we could handle this in a civil like manner.”

You pat your jeans wiping off any dust from them while Baekhyun scowls at you.

“You can be a real demon sometimes.” Baekhyun murmurs while he tries to pat down all the loose hair strands on his head with his right hand.

“It’s all out of love, my dear,” You reply with a sugary tone in your voice and pull out a small purple hairbrush from your brown leather purse. “Here, use this. You’re lucky I brought this with me otherwise you’d look like you just got out of bed for the rest of the day.” You say and hand him the hairbrush. “Go to the bathroom and fix it.”

Grabbing the hairbrush out of your hand, he responds, “I’ll meet you back at the office.”

You look at him and ask him with a bit of uncertainty, “Are you sure you don’t want me to wait for you? You usually complain if I try and leave.”

He nods, “Yeah, this might take a while.”

You nod back, “Ok, I’ll see you there then. Don’t stay in there too long. You know how Kyungsoo gets when he doesn’t see you working.” You say as you slowly walk backwards toward the elevator.

“Yeah yeah, it’ll only take like fifteen minutes. Don’t worry,” He replies and starts walking backwards to the bathroom himself. “I’m sure our leader won’t mind if I’m a little late.”

Rolling your eyes, you reply, “I’ll try and make something up for you if Kyungsoo asks me where you are.”

He smiles and gives you a thumbs up and turn to the bathroom. You turn and walk to the elevator only to stop after you hear him yelling behind you.“Thanks, Mom!”

You look back at him with a playful glare. “Don’t make regret giving that to you, young man.”

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Scrubbing the kitchen floor, Chanyeol berates himself on how awful this morning went.

"I can’t believe I broke the waffle iron AND forgot to pack her sandwich in the lunch bag. All I wanted to do was make her something to eat. I should have been more careful.” He says outloud to himself

Sighing, he gets up and drops the towel on the kitchen countertop.

“Some cook I am.” He murmurs dispirited.

He glances at the picture of the two of you on the wall and sadly smiles to himself. It’s a picture of your faces together and he’s giving you a kiss on the cheek while you’re bashfully looking the other way. He loves how attentive you are whenever he discuss ideas for songs or when you would give him something to munch on when he was too immersed in his songwriting. He loved how comfortable he was when he was with you and how you could cheer him up whenever he felt down. The two of you had your own little world and nothing would matter.

He noticed the little things about you like when you would sometimes hum while you were walking or when you were contemplating something, your eyebrows would furrow and you would bite your lip in frustration. It was a cute expression you had, but he was seeing it a lot more lately and it was usually when you were with him. He wasn’t sure of what was wrong and you never really said anything about it, but it was beginning to make him worry that something was up.

“~Hello angel, look at the sky. In my eyes you’re perfect like a painting~”

Chanyeol jumps at the sound of his ringtone playing and picks up the phone. Seeing the ID name “Angel” flashing on it, he realizes it’s you.

Why is Y/N is calling? She usually doesn’t call when she’s working. Did something happen? Chanyeol wonders and answers the call.

“Hey, honey. What’s up?”

Hearing silence coming from your end, he asks again.

“Babe?”

He starts to hear some shuffling in the background and some muffled voices coming through. Thinking you’ve butt-dialed him, he’s about to end the call until he hears something that makes him freeze in his spot.

“But Mom! I don’t wanna go.”

What?

“Come on sweetie, lunchtime is over. If you work hard enough in class, I’ll let you have nappy time early today.”

His eyes widen realizing that’s your voice

“Really? You mean that, mommy?”

“Mhm.”

What’s happening? he thinks to himself. Why is he calling her his “mommy”?!

“Ok, mommy! I’ll be good and clean up my mess.”

Am I dreaming? Is he really calling her “mom”?

“I love you, mom!”

Desperately trying to hear more of the conversation, Chanyeol’s tight grip on the phone causes his index finger to slip and it accidentally pushes the ‘end call’ button.

“No,” Chanyeol shouts out. “No! No! No!”

He looks at the screen frantically trying to figure out a way to eavesdrop back into the conversation. After a few minutes of searching through Google for any solutions, he gives up and puts the phone on the kitchen countertop. Scratching his hair, he starts to pace around in the kitchen while biting his thumb.

This is impossible! There’s no way she could hide something like this from me! I’ve never seen a child here! Although, it does get pretty messy in the house every now and then. But, that doesn’t mean that there’s a baby living in this house right? He immediately stops pacing and looks at your room. There’s only one way to find out.

Chanyeol isn’t the type to snoop around his girlfriend’s apartment, but he believes he doesn’t have a choice this time and quickly makes his way to your room.

If I was Y/N, where would I put my kid’s stuff? He starts off by looking under your bed only to find a black pen and a yellow cap and then quickly moves on to the dresser only to find stacks of clothing in each drawer. Would she put them in the closet? He wonders and opens the closet door.

Upon entering the room, he turns on the lights and briskly checks the shelves thinking there might be some hidden compartment behind one of the objects like the ones he’s seen in movies. Realizing there was nothing there, he goes to the wall next to the shelves of shoes and feels something bump against his foot, looking down he spots a box underneath some hangers of clothes. Pushing the hangers of clothes away from his field of vision, he bends down and quickly lifts the cover of the box and freezes.

Oh my God. It IS true! She has a kid! How? How is this possible?! He thinks to himself while carefully taking out the contents of the box. He places each item on the floor beside the box and looks at them in wonder. A couple pairs of toddler underwear, a bottle of baby powder, three sets of toddler pajamas, and a baby blanket leave Chanyeol speechless.

What do I do? Why would she hide this from me?! How do I talk to her about this? I need to tell someone about this or I’m gonna lose my mind!, Chanyeol quickly gets up and sprints to the kitchen and picks up his phone.

Calling Baekhyun, Chanyeol taps his fingers on the kitchen countertop. “Come on, Baekhyun! Pick up already!” Chanyeol murmurs impatiently. After three missed calls, Chanyeol decides to call Kyungsoo instead. “Come on, come on, come on. Pick up!” after hearing it reach voicemail, he decides to text Kyungsoo instead.

Chanyeol: KYUNGSOO

PICK UP

Satansoo: What

Chanyeol: PICK UP

ITS AN EMERGENCY

Satansoo: How bad is it?

Chanyeol: BAD

FREAKING

OUT

PICK UP YOUR PHONE

Satansoo: Fine

Chanyeol calls him again and bites his lip until he hears Kyungsoo pick up.

“What is it?” Kyungsoo ask monotonously

“Dude, I’m freaking out! I-I’m so confused, I don’t know how she could hide something like this from me!”

“You mean Y/N?”

“Yeah!” Chanyeol shouts exasperated.

“What happen?”

“Kyungsoo, I think-,” He pauses and swallows trying to stay calm. “I think she has a kid.”

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LONG POST AHEAD IF U LITERALLY WANNA KNOW ME PERSONALLY JUST READ THIS LMFAO

1: Name: Arche/Jupiter, my close friends know my real name so!

2: Age: High school has just been done so try to guess

3: Fears: Heights, oral presentations, the dark

4: 3 things I love: Drawing, men- concept art n stuff like that

5: 4 turns on: Oh here we go- uhh thighs, messy hair? when they give u The Look or when they. say things i will not talk about here HHGBDF n uhhh Arms 👀👀

6: 4 turns off: weird macho attitude, overly confident bullshit, being selfish and fuckboys in general

7: My best friend: not sure what this means but my bff is named Daphnée n i love her and ive known her my whole life so

8: Sexual orientation: homosexuale

9: My best first date: :))))))) as if

10: How tall am I: sigh. I’m 5″4

11: What do I miss: sometimes i miss the feeling loved ig

12: What time were I born: 12:19

13: Favourite color: pink!

14: Do I have a crush

15: Favourite quote: My senior quote!! “if what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger, I’m telling you I’m immortal”

16: Favourite place: well? my room ig? I like my yard too

17: Favourite food: ugh ramen,,,korean dishes are TASTE as fuck but i also like classic ass spaghetti so like lol

18: Do I use sarcasm: does it look like i dont

19: What am I listening to right now: dr.phil LMFAO

20: First thing I notice in new person: Hair and eyes!! also how they laugh

21: Shoe size: Like. a 7-8 in women’s 6 in men’s

22: Eye color: Hazel/Golden yes bitch let me be special

23: Hair color: it’s either dark brown or golden brown idk

24: Favourite style of clothing: bruv its either kpoppie fuckboy or uwu skirts pastels

25: Ever done a prank call?: no i have anxiety

26: Meaning behind my URL:

27: Favourite movie: rise of the guardians and HTTYD

28: Favourite song: Comeback Home (BTS cover)

29: Favourite band: looks in the camera i dont know nan molla huh

30: How I feel right now: I’m fine im hungry

31: Someone I love: shoutout to my babeys in my server ily

32: My current relationship status: Single(tm)

33: My relationship with my parents: theyre fine ig just a bit tired

34: Favourite holiday:

35: Tattoos and piercing I have: Ear piercings? that’s it

36: Tattoos and piercings I want:

37: The reason I joined Tumblr:

38: Do I and my last ex hate each other? I sure hope not?

39: Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts? A bit ig?

40: Have I ever kissed the last person you texted? Literally no

41: When did I last hold hands? Like last Friday

42: How long does it take me to get ready in the morning? 20 minutes

43: Have You shaved your legs in the past three days? no i havent shaved in like months

44: Where am I right now? in my room, in quebec, canada

45: If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me? bitch i sure hope my friends would

46: Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level? fuck my ears

47: Do I live with my Mom and Dad? yeah

48: Am I excited for anything? yeah? yeah

49: Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to? ig? always

50: How often do I wear a fake smile? just at work tbh

51: When was the last time I hugged someone? not long ago i cant tell but my friends r cuddle monsters so

52: What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me? i havent kissed anyone so

53: Is there anyone I trust even though I should not? lemme think uhhh no not rlly im not dumb

54: What is something I disliked about today? i woke up n i thought i had school lol

55: If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be? oh john cock i want to be ur best friend

56: What do I think about most? i daydream 24/7

57: What’s my strangest talent? uhhh i can put my thumb behind my hand?

58: Do I have any strange phobias? trypophobia, if thats “weird”

59: Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it? depends on what the video is, mostly behind

60: What was the last lie I told? idk answering to my deadname

61: Do I prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online? online

62: Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens? I slightly believe in ghosts? also aliens GOTTA exist so

63: Do I believe in magic? i think!

64: Do I believe in luck? yeah

65: What’s the weather like right now? very pretty i filmed a video outside!!

66: What was the last book I’ve read? L’Étranger d’Albert Camus in french class

67: Do I like the smell of gasoline? yes my dad’s a mechanic

68: Do I have any nicknames? a lot a lot

69: What was the worst injury I’ve ever had? bitch @ my birth #neverforget

70: Do I spend money or save it? i have 40$ in my name right now

71: Can I touch my nose with a tounge? no

72: Is there anything pink in 10 feet from me? yes highlighter

73: Favourite animal? cats or otters

74: What was I doing last night at 12 AM? FBISDFD NO WE DONT TALK ABOUT IT

75: What do I think is Satan’s last name idk he can have any last name he wants!!!

76: What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it? everytime i start hearing “waiting for you anpanman” or “i just wanna go home” 👀👀

77: How can you win my heart? aaahh. be a twink. b fashionable. b funny. cheesy. pls romance me like a npc in the sims 2

78: What would I want to be written on my tombstone? s(he) died smh

79: What is my favorite word? cunt is SUCH a satisfying word

80: My top 5 blogs on tumblr? oh great uh honestly cant be fucked

81: If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say? please have brain. PLEASE

82: Do I have any relatives in jail? i sure hope the fuck not?

83: I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power? either invisibility or mind reading

84: What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on? ahaaa “what are your intrusive thoughts”

85: What is my current desktop picture? my lesbian sims getting married LMFAO

86: Had sex? no

87: Bought condoms? no

88: Gotten pregnant? NO

89: Failed a class? i think yeah maths last year

90: Kissed a boy? :(((

91: Kissed a girl? no

92: Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain? no

93: Had job? I have a job rn so

94: Left the house without my wallet? yeah when i go to school

95: Bullied someone on the internet? define bullying?

96: Had sex in public? virgin squad

97: Played on a sports team? yeah

98: Smoked weed? no ew

99: Did drugs? no ew

100: Smoked cigarettes? NO EW

101: Drank alcohol? yep

102: Am I a vegetarian/vegan? no i’d die

103: Been overweight? i’m twig

104: Been underweight? i think i was underweight when i was young? i was very Small

105: Been to a wedding? yes very long boring

106: Been on the computer for 5 hours straight? bruh. everyday

107: Watched TV for 5 hours straight? probably?

108: Been outside my home country? ONCE

109: Gotten my heart broken? TWICE !

110: Been to a professional sports game? yesss canadians game!!

111: Broken a bone? no

112: Cut myself? not technically

113: Been to prom? SOON SOON SOON SOSOSNSBFSHDD

114: Been in airplane? once

115: Fly by helicopter? i am not rich bitch

116: What concerts have I been to? noneeee- WAIT NO MARIE MAI

117: Had a crush on someone of the same sex? not sex but for the purpose of pretending i have a penis yes plenty

118: Learned another language? yeah!! i learned english, i almost learned spanish and i’m trynna learn korean now

119: Wore make up? i try!! but i’m not super good

120: Lost my virginity before I was 18? not 18 yet but it’s goin that way

121: Had oral sex? as if

122: Dyed my hair? i wishhh

123: Voted in a presidential election? I WISH THE ELECTIONS R ONE MONTH B4 MY BIRTHDAY

124: Rode in an ambulance? nope

125: Had a surgery? yes at a week old

126: Met someone famous? i think yes but i was super small

127: Stalked someone on a social network? define stalked?

128: Peed outside? yes

129: Been fishing? YES

130: Helped with charity? i think? we do volunteering so

131: Been rejected by a crush? not directly

132: Broken a mirror? no

133: What do I want for birthday? boyf......boy..boyff

134: How many kids do I want and what will be their names? oh man uhh maybe 2-3, i dont know their names yet honestly

135: Was I named after anyone? MY DAD NAMED ME AFTER A FUCKIN CLIENT HE MET. as for my actual name now I named myself after my fav video game character. lit

136: Do I like my handwriting? yeah!!

137: What was my favourite toy as a child? bitch hot wheels

138: Favourite Tv Show? hells kitchen,,,,judge judy,,,anythin like that

139: Where do I want to live when older? honestly i wish i could just live in japan or tokyo, or new york? but i will most likely end up in montreal

140: Play any musical instrument? i used to play the clarinet last year!!

141: One of my scars, how did I get it? the one on my knee, i scratched my desk with my knee

142: Favourite pizza toping? my dad makes AMAZING sea food pizzas,,,

143: Am I afraid of the dark? a lot

144: Am I afraid of heights? A LOT

145: Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad? idk prolly? im a bit of a goody two shoes or however u spell it

146: Have I ever tried my hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end: dont we all

147: What I’m really bad at: organizing my anxiety n shit i get overwhelmed

148: What my greatest achievments are: finishing high school

149: The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me: honestly has to be that time someone dug up my vent post about being dysphoric to try to say i hated myself with some dumbass DySphorIa Is SelF HaTRed argument

150: What I’d do if I won in a lottery: pay my parents’ debt off, buy 284223$ of BT21 merch, pay my whole college/uni and transition

151: What do I like about myself: idk i like how i literally do not give a fuck anymore and ive learned to love myself instead of trynna care

152: My closest Tumblr friend: @peptobismol-official @ace-landofthesun @dorkalisious and ana but idk her @ anymore :((( ana pls

153: Something I fantasise about: we dont talk about that

154: Any thoughts on the paranormal?: lit. please stop crawling in my ceiling !

ok now that u know my whole biography. go doxx me ig. bye bye

#Arche.txt #asks #ask #long post

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manchair · 6 years ago

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50 Question Tag

Shoutout to @tuanamino for indulging my vanity and tagging me in fun things like this! I only know like two people on here, so if you laid eyes on this post consider yourself cursed to receive endless middle school chain mail texts until you fill one of these bad boys out yourselves #makesomeinternetfriends

1) What takes too much of your time?

MCAT studying 😪

2) What makes your day better?

Ice cream. Going out with friends. Got7 comebacks!

3) What’s the best thing that’s happened to you today?

I binge-watched the new season of Chilling Adventures of Sabrina with my sisters

4) What fictional place would you want to go to?

Idris from Cassandra Clare’s Shadowhunter books

5) Are you good at giving advice?

I like to think so. I try to dish out a good balance of logic and humor but I know I don’t always take my own advice, don’t @ me.

6) Do you have any mental illnesses?

Lol you mean besides the constant awareness of how cataclysmic the human experience is? Jk I probably have anxiety but nothing clinically diagnosed.

7) Have you ever experienced sleep paralysis?

Luckily, my body is only problematic when I’m awake. It sounds terrifying so I hope I never do!

8) What musician has inspired you the most?

Halsey. Her albums have depicted our similar emotional development arcs and I pretty much worship the ground she walks on. Mad respect for kpop groups like BTS and GOT7 though, seeing as they have to go through so much extra shit in the Korean entertainment industry to achieve their dreams and that’s also mega inspiring.

9) Have you ever fallen in love?

“My first love was some insignificant boy when it should have been myself.”

10) What’s your dream date?

This one’s tough. Either a whole day at SixFlags or a beach trip somewhere exotic, just the two of us.

11) What do others notice about you?

My hair is pretty damn long. I was visiting family in LA once and a girl asked if it was real and that’s the most LA thing that’s probably ever happened to me

12) What is an annoying habit of yours?

Procrastination. Even I get annoyed with myself!

13) Do you still talk with your first love?

God no. The dude’s hella Mormon so he got married at 20 and is now happily appropriating Hawaiian culture. #goodriddance

14) How many ex’s do you have?

I’ve had several flings but I’ve yet to commit to anything official. High standards and what not. Zero for now, but Park Jinyoung can feel free to change that any time!

15) How many songs are on your playlist?

I’m an?? ENFP Libra?? I can’t?? Just have?? one playlist??!

16) What instrument(s) can you play?

None. I much prefer air guitar and bad singing. I did play the clarinet in 6th grade band though. Maybe learning drums would suit my personality?

17) Who do you have the most pictures of?

Friends, family, and various kpop boy memes

18) Where would you like to go before you die?

The shorter list would be where I WOULDN’T want to go. But I’d go visit any space colony. The International Space Station. All of Asia. Canada lol

19) What’s your zodiac?

Libra sun, Sagittarius moon, Capricorn rising

20) Do you relate to it?

Lmao yeah I’m def a Libra

21) What is happiness to you?

Self-actualization. Books. Music. Dancing. Snacks. Writing. Learning. Being at peace.

22) Are you going through anything right now?

Sure, but isn’t everyone?

23) What’s the worse decision you’ve ever made?

I try to own my terrible decisions but I sorta dated a demon named Bryce in high school so there is that

24) What’s your favorite store?

I’m a sucker for Uniqlo but they don’t have one in my state *cue sobbing*

25) What’s your opinion on abortion?

I think people can be both politically pro-choice and morally pro-life. I think every woman should have the ability to make that decision for themselves.

26) Do you have a bucket list?

Not in a physical form, but yes in my head

27) Do you have a favorite album?

Halsey’s Hopeless Fountain Kingdom, Black Panther The Album, Got7′s Present: You album was def a GIFT, Kris Wu’s Antares has been in heavy rotation lately as has Bad Bunny’s X100PRE

28) What do you want for your birthday?

A medical school acceptance? To meet the love of my life? A billion dollars so I can pay off my student debt and see the world and give the rest away to struggling people? Too much??

29) What are most people’s first impression of you?

Lol that I don’t like them. I blame the RBF

30) What age do you seem according to most people?

People always think I’m like 19 because I’m always joking around and I ain’t mad bc it’s my favorite number anyway

31) Where do you keep your phone while you sleep?

On my bedside table made out of books bc I’m an intellectual

32) What word do you say the most?

“Dude.” (I’m sorry, I’m from southern California, I can’t help it)

33) What’s the oldest age you would date?

Probably 29? That’s a hard limit bc your 30′s just seem like a whole other universe to me rn

34) What’s the youngest age you would date?

Yikes. 20, but I’m much better suited for someone older than me, sorry boys 😎

35) What job/career do most people say suits you?

Writer, interestingly enough.

36) What’s your favorite music genre?

Depends on my mood! Most days it’s rap, hip hop/R&B, Spanish trap, pop, and kpop, but I still have my classical and indie throwback moments

37) If you could live in any country in the world, where would you live?

Wherever I feel the most at home. I’ll probably end up staying in the US but I definitely want to try living in Hong Kong or South Korea for a while

38) What is your current favorite song?

Wow. by Post Malone lol #guiltypleasure

39) How long have your had this blog?

Years but idk for sure and now that’s going to bug me??

40) What are you excited for?

A sky rise apartment in downtown Chicago. A Got7 concert. Financial and emotional stability lmao

41) Are you a better Talker or Listener?

Depends on the topic of conversation! If I’m invested, talker.

42) What is the last productive thing you did?

I sent emails to set up meetings 😕 #adulting

43) What do you want for Christmas?

Whatever I don’t get for my birthday...? 😬😂

44) What class do you get the best grades in?

I can write papers in my sleep. English hands down.

45) On a scale of 1-10, how do you feel right now?

7. I have this killer sunburn and a stomach bug rn

46) What can you see yourself doing in 10 years?

Hopefully practicing as a fully licensed physician who works out and has time for hobbies on the side and is not burned out *crosses fingers*

47) When did you get your first heart break?

The first time my mom said she wished she’d never had children. #yayoversharingtime #thiswholepostisprobablyoversharingohwell

48) At what age do you want to get married?

I’m recently questioning the very institution actually! I’d refuse anything younger than 25 because the average human brain isn’t even fully developed until then and no way am I following anyone to the altar before that happens

49) What career did you want as a child?

Professional dancer, specifically prima ballerina

50) What do you crave right now?

A tuna sandwich from Porto’s Bakery back home. New Got7 or Halsey music. The ocean.

#50 questions #feel free to ignore #feel free to ask me anything

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fluffyllamas-23 · 7 years ago

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All I can say is poor Bucky. Shoutout to @strange-capers for helping me with the plot lol

There’s some mention of death and like...maybe some very brief mention of suicidal thoughts (I don’t even know if you can consider it that, but I’m just being cautious)

Life was never the same after Bucky’s older sister passed. Life was never the same after that asshole decided to get behind the wheel after drinking. Life was never the same after he ran the red light, and plowed straight into the driver’s side, right into Becca.

Bucky had only been eighteen at the time, and even though it’s been three years, that night is still ingrained in his memory.

They had decided to go out to see a movie, Bucky had been stressed with his first semester in college, and Becca (who was just about to turn 30 at the time) decided that he needed a night away from his books and papers.

They didn’t even make it to the movie. Instead of their night being filled with a movie, and dinner, and laughter and fun...it was filled with trauma, and hospitals, and pain, and loss.

Becca died on impact, which is the only thing that brought him comfort.

At least she didn’t suffer.

Bucky, though...he wished he had died that night, too.

He walked away from the accident with a severe concussion, broken ribs, and an arm that had been so crushed and mangled, that they had to amputate. Doctors said he was lucky to be alive, but after losing his big sister (his beautiful, wonderful, caring sister who was his best friend, and the person he went to for everything) he didn’t feel so lucky.

He met Steve shortly after the accident, while he was still getting used to the prosthetic. Steve, who is a tall, muscled jock, who was so patient and kind and wonderful and understanding, it made things a little bit easier.

He had lost his mom when he was younger, and so he understood.

He was there, he let Bucky be upset, and angry, and scream because it wasn’t fair that this incredible person who did so much good in the world, who dedicated her life to working with special needs kids, had everything taken from her. It wasn’t fair that the good-for-nothing, drunk fuck up walked away with barely a scratch and ripped apart Bucky’s entire family and left them reeling.

One day, almost two years after Becca was killed, after Bucky had been going to therapy for a while, after he finally started coming to terms with her death, after he stopped blaming himself, Bucky realized that maybe, just maybe, he liked Steve as more than just a friend.

And the rest was history.

Steve didn’t look at him like he was broken, Steve loved Bucky for who he was, scars and imperfections and all.

Steve walks through the door, and deposits his bag on the floor with a groan.

He’s exhausted - classes had been hard, work had been taxing, and he’s just looking forward to spending the rest of the night on the couch, cuddling with Bucky.

However, he’s greeted by a hoarse “ih’tsch! Hh’ihtsh! Hhihhtch!,” all of which sound congested and itchy enough for him to frown.

“Buck?” Steve asks, closing the door behind him.

When there’s no answer, he walks into the living room and stops in his tracks when he sees Bucky sitting on the couch, looking through photo albums, pressing a tissue to his nose as he sniffles incessantly.

“Hey,” he whimpers, choking on a sob as he stares down at the pictures.

“You alright?”

Bucky looks up at him, just barely holding back tears as he bites down on his lip, “I miss her.”

“I know,” Steve says softly, walking over to him. “Are you feeling alright?”

Bucky shakes his head and gives a little cough as he rubs at his forehead, “no...my head...huh’tsch! *snff* guh...I just...I miss her so fucking much it hurts.”

Steve sits down next to him and presses his hand to the back of Bucky’s neck and hums in disapproval, “bless you...you’re warm. Have you been looking at pictures of her for long?”

Bucky bites back another sob and buries his face in his hands. Steve rubs between his shoulder blades, closes the photo album, and then pulls Bucky into his lap.

Steve tries to keep Bucky away from pictures of Becca when he’s sick. It’s been three years since the accident, and after a lot of therapy, he’s finally in a better place. He still misses her, and nothing will ever be able to completely fill the hole her death left, but he’s handling it better. When he’s sick, though, it seems like all of the progress is lost, and he can’t stop thinking about her.

“How about I get you some medicine, and we can watch a movie, huh? Get your mind off of her and how you’re feeling.”

“That sounds nice,” he says in a tiny voice, Steve’s shirt balled up in his fists.

When Bucky doesn’t make any effort to move, Steve kisses the top of his head, “do you want to come with me?”

“No.”

“You’ve gotta let me up then.”

“No.”

Steve chuckles lightly, “honey, come on. Just for a second. I want to get a thermometer and something to help you feel better.”

He groans, coughing a little, “fine.”

“I’ll be right back, I promise. Two minutes, you can time me.”

True to his word, he only took two minutes, and once he takes Bucky’s temperature (101.5) and has given him medicine, Steve sits back next to him and lets Bucky snuggle into his side.

“Did you just start feeling bad today? You’re starting to sound pretty sick.”

Bucky nods, face pressed against Steve’s chest, “I stayed home from classes and work.”

“Probably for the best, honey,” Steve says softly. “Are you okay?”

“No...not really,” Bucky sniffles, rubbing his nose on Steve’s shirt absentmindedly.

“I’m so sorry,” he sighs, “what do you feel like watching?”

He shrugs listlessly, “you pick.”

Bucky is much worse by the next morning. He had stumbled out onto the couch from the bedroom in the middle of the night, too congested to sleep, and too achey to be flat on his back. He spent the rest of the night drifting in and out of sleep, and when he wasn’t sleeping, he was muffling coughs and sneezes into the blankets. By the time Steve wakes up, Bucky is a bleary, congested mess. His throat feels like it’s been ripped to shreds, and each swallow feels like knives are being shoved down it.

Steve frowns, walking over to him, “you look so, so sick. Are you okay?”

Bucky shivers, curling into himself, “I feel awful.”

“Have you been out here for long? I didn’t even realize you left.”

“Beend out here all ndight,” he rasps, “Heh!...HehEHtsch! Nnntsh! *Snff* ugh...I’mb so sick of s-sndeezi’gg-ehtsch! *snff* guh.”

“Bless you,” Steve frowns. He was only on day two of whatever the hell he had managed to catch, and he already sounded worn out and tired. “You’ve been out here all night? Why didn’t you wake me?”

Bucky coughs into the crook of his elbow, “you have...umb...I cand’t rebember what...but you have a lot today...didnd’t wandt to wake you up.”

“I appreciate that, but I’d like to know when you’re not feeling well so I can keep you company and make sure you’re okay.”

Bucky was right, though. Steve does have a big day. He, unfortunately, has something in every class, whether it be a test, a group presentation, or a paper due, which means that he can’t stay home and take care of his very sick boyfriend.

“Text me if you start feeling worse,” Steve says, kissing Bucky’s forehead. He frowns as he pulls away, and presses the back of his fingers to Bucky’s temple, “I think your fever might have gone up...you feel warmer.”

Bucky groans, “I’mb finde, Stevie...just...go to class. Good luck ond everythi’gg.”

“I’m serious, Buck. I’ll have my phone on me.”

He sniffles, “go. I’ll be finde.”

Steve sighs and cups his cheek, “I just want you to be okay...I hate seeing you like this. I wish I could do something.”

“It’s okay.”

When Bucky finally convinces Steve to leave (after Steve makes sure he has everything he may possibly need), he rolls over in bed coughing. The center of his chest burns and aches, and the coughing makes his headache and sore throat flare.

His eyes fill up with tears.

He hates being alone when he’s sick; he’s always hated bit. Becca always used to sit with him when he didn’t feel well - she always told him stories to get his mind off things, and if that didn’t work, they would watch movies, or play board games. Their mom was never great when it came to germs, so Becca would be the one to take care of him. She would make him soup, and tea, and just...make sure he was okay.

God, he missed her.

As soon as Steve turned in his paper, he booked it back to his car, and sped back to their apartment.

Being away from Bucky for so long when he was this sick was making Steve anxious.

He had only been sick a handful of times since Becca passed, and Steve still has no idea how to help him through it. It’s killing him to see Bucky in this much pain and not be able to do anything about it.

“Bucky?” Steve says softly, walking into the apartment.

Bucky is sprawled out on the couch, eyelids half open as he stares blankly ahead of him.

Steve crouches in front of him, and presses a hand to his cheek.

“Stevie?” He rasps.

“Yeah, hey. How are you feeling?”

Bucky just shakes his head and squeezes his eyes shut.

“Okay, Okay. How about some more medicine? Have you had any lately?”

“Ndo.”

“I think your fever is up,” he says grabbing the thermometer from the coffee table before he sticks it in Bucky’s ear. “Do you feel worse?”

“Uh-huh,” he sniffles, pitching forward with a trio of tired, scratchy and congested sneezes. Steve rubs his back as he groans, “sorry...mbeant to cover.”

The thermometer beeps, and Steve inhales sharply when 103.1 flashes on the screen.

“It’s okay. I’ll be right back.”

“Why’d that guy have to drink and drive?” He asks, voice thick as he tries to hold back tears. “Why did-why did he have to do that? Wh-why couldnd’t he have called a cab? Or a friend? Why couldnd’t he have just waited?”

“I don’t know, I really don’t,” Steve says quietly, cupping his cheek.

“It’s ndot fair,” he whimpers, tears leaking out of the corners of his eyes.

Steve wipes them away with his thumbs, “I know, I know.”

“She should still be here...she always wandted to be a mbomb...she ndever got that opportundity...she would have beend the best mbomb. It’s ndot fair.”

Steve swallows the lump in his throat, and blinks back tears of his own, “I know.”

Bucky goes into a miserable, lung-seizing coughing fit that sounds like it’s tearing at his throat, and is so full of congestion that Steve visibly flinches.

Bucky sniffles, “I dond’t feel very well.”

“I know,” Steve repeats, smoothing Bucky’s hair back.

“I’mb exhausted.”

“How about I get you something to help you sleep?”

Bucky nods, “please.”

“I’ll be right back,” Steve says, kissing Bucky’s cheek.

He closes his eyes, muffling a cough into the blankets.

He’s a mess, and he hates it.

When Steve comes back, Bucky is asleep. He wakes briefly when Steve prods him to take the medicine, but then he’s asleep again.

Steve just hopes that this is the worst it’ll get, because he’s not sure how much more of this Bucky can take before he loses it.

He pulls the blanket over Bucky’s shoulder, kisses his burning temple, and then goes into the kitchen to start some soup and tea.

#sickfic #stucky #death tw #suicide tw #maybe #it's like really not but i'm just being cautious ya know #sneezing #coughing #flu #fever

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maylinkvoice-blog · 4 years ago

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Celebrating Women Pt 2

Back in August of 2020, I knew something was wrong. I have a high tolerance for pain but this pain was a 911 call, oh dam let me call my ex bc I don't understand what's happening to me. Am I giving birth? These contractions are real. That's another story I'll share one day.

Let's just say that back in 2016, I had 3 to 4 little fibroids. On Sept 3rd, 2020 I had 8 gigantic fibroids that took over my entire stomach and surgery was the only solution. On Feb 1, 2021 in the eye of a storm I opt in to still have my surgery procedure done. My surgery was almost 6hrs. Once I finally became conscious I learned that I had no iron, no magnesium and that 34 FIBROS were removed. The nurses couldn't believe it. Shit, I didn't believe it. As per usual, I started cracking jokes saying well hello 6 packs and texting my Dr (in my color purple Whoopi Goldberg voice) asking her if she had any pics for me? Yes! I absolutely did ask her for pictures and to sew my stomach in tighter. Lol 😆 the nurses laughed and immediately the next day after having surgery, I page the nurse to help me get up and walk. Yes I was in excruciating pain but knowing I survived the surgery and alive I had to walk and give God the glory and thanking my grandma for protecting me and saying goodbye to my step-dad. Because on the same day I had surgery, he died in the same hospital. I was on the 2nd floor and he was upstairs above me. He died 15 minutes right after my mom got the call from my Dr saying surgery went well. On the next line was my sister sister informing my mom of his passing.

Fun Fact about me I hate surgery. So to everyone who asked if I went and got my body done... no honey. I could never because I'm literally, physically, verbally and emotionally, afraid of any undergoing surgery procedures. Hey something may go wrong and you may never know might not wake up. This is all in my head but no judgment towards anyone. Baby girl get that body done.

I've included the pics in my post so be careful on how you slide to the end. Those pictures are for the brave. You'll be left to ask and wonder how did I manage to do all the things I've done in such a short time while carrying all these tumors inside of me. My answer is, I believe in an Amazing God above me. I take nothing and no one for granted. I want to thank those throughout my years that dealt with me oversharing with my pictures... I come from a place of curiosity, always in aww and interesting in learning. Until next time Voices, Be kind, Pray for others and remember Women we are some bad ass.

Special Shoutout to the greatest GYN Dr. Comrie, To the Nurses at Maimonides hospital who took care of me, To Noelle at the frontdesk office, to the girl who did my sonogram and to Kaye for making sure I got my gyns appointments asap and following up on my appointments... You ladies all saved my life and didn't even know it.

Thank you Dr. Comrie for choosing a myomectomy for me and not a hysterectomy. True story I wanted an hysterectomy. But my doctor told me no. The only way I was getting one if indeed the abnormalities came back that it was cancerous. Then my adomjnal myomectomy surgery would then be a hysterectomy. Dr. Comrie told me that from the growth of my fibros, they could've exploded inside of me. You're truly great at what you do and you absolutely love your patients. To the entire team in my operating room, Thank you for your care. May God protect you all. Did I mention I prayed and asked God for the best people in my operating room and Glory and Praises to God because I had the absolute best team. My Dr. is 75 yrs old and my anesthesiologist have been doing his line of work over 30plus yrs. Truly grateful!

Xoxo

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•IEW, should or shouldn't be delicate at all?• Hi, I'm Mentari. I'm an alumni of 16/17 KL-YES Program to the USA. I was hosted in Belleville, Illinois. Through this writing, I want to happily share my personal-experience-based stories regarding to the most awaited moment of all exchange students all over the world. Exactly. International Education Week. Happy International Education Week for all exchange students! *cheers* First of all, today was a year ago the kick-off night of IEW was held, November 13, 2017 in one of our mate's host family's house in Shiloh, Illinois. My IEW was started with the International Cuisine Night. In my cluster we consisted of fourteen exchange students who came from various countries (Indonesia, Israel, Kazakhstan, Kyrgystan, Moldova, India, and Armenia), and we were all organized by one very cool Placement Organization named World Link Inc. Why do I say so? First, I'm not paid to say that, because that's legit true. Second, because World Link has successfully helped me trace out my development(s) during the program. For me, especially Cyndi (my local coordinator) and Kristin--a huge and hard shoutout to them two--who have worked the best out of them to take care of all of us until the very last day of our presence in the US. Anyway, that International Cuisine Night, though, was taken in so much energy and synergy to introduce each of our countries through cuisines. The hostess (Cyndi & Nickie) also cordially invited each of our host families to celebrate and try our international cuisines for free. Yes, F R E E. Don't you wonder what I cooked in that time? Inhale. Exhale. Ayam Kecap or Chicken Shimmered in a Sweet Indonesian Soy Sauce. Seriously. This idea started off of my thought about what mom's food I missed the most in that time. Something sweet, but not too sweet. Something spicy, but not too spicy. Then popped up in my head, that, Ayam Kecap. A week before that night, I seriously surfed on the internet to figure out the closest recipe like my mom usually has back home. Boom! I found it! You can access the recipe here for the sake of your reference in case you have no idea at all: https://www.google.co.id/amp/s/anotherdish.com/2013/08/25/chicken-simmered-in-a-sweet-indonesian-soy-sauce-ayam-kecap/amp/ I brainstormed hard and I finally left to go to one Asian market in St. Louis, Missouri, named Jay's Market which was 20 minutes drive from my home, to buy some ingredients and stuffs. I got pretty much some things, such as Indonesian soybean sauce (Kecap Manis ABC) and shallots (bawang merah). In that time I did realize, I could be happy over simple things like this. Kick-off night: checked. Next stop was my school to present Indonesia through some speeches in presentations. Honestly though I only did three presentations during the IEW, which didn't reach my satisfaction point yet. But it was okay. I did my first presentation in my Public Speaking class, the second one in History class, and the third one in the library which was open for anyone at school to see. Everytime I initiated to do the presentation, I always wore Indonesian typical apparel, such as, or such as simple as, batik blazer, batik skirt, and kebaya. I spent relatively 25 minutes each presentation to talk and discuss about Indonesia with the audiences, also did I hold a little Q&A game with them after the presentation and one who could answer my question(s) right would get a piece of Indonesian money (Rp2,000,-). You know what, most of them got mad because of the money I gave them away, like, the typical question for them was,"OMG, are you sure you give me your money? Do you still have money after this? I just want to make sure you're good after all," which was followed with tender hugs afterward. I assume they said that because they thought Indonesia money got a lot of 0s and Rp2,000,- equaled to several hundreds US dollars, which was not true *lol*. Rp2,000,- is not even equivalent to $1. I explained all to them and they thanked me for such beautiful and remarkable gift from Indonesia. I spent the last day of IEW in a huge celebration of it in my school library which also invited other exchange students from other schools to collaborate created an International Day of The Week at school. I wore kebaya in that day, and my other friends also wore their beautiful traditional clothes. The school managed some stuffs so the exchange students could also display their nation-related stuffs during the event. I displayed my ID card (KTP), school ID card (kartu pelajar), Indonesian coins (receh), and some of Indonesian utensils (Pilot, Standard, pensil 2B, etc) in one medium size display window (etalase)--of course because I don't want anyone steal any of my 'traditional' belongings. Please no. Literally, prior to the IEW, I had cooked pretty much some meal for my host family at home and for a couple times brought the meals to school for lunch. Do you know what it was? Indomie. I mean, what else can typically depict Indonesia in a very quick and simple way? Indomie. Did I but the Indomie though? Nope, I didn't buy it, but my host dad did. He surprised me in my sixth week there by putting a box full Indomie he bought from Amazon in front of my room door. Yea, it was cute. And I miss him now. I'm about to cry. No. Anyway, let's summarize all these into dos and don'ts during the IEW for you whom are planning to manage the schedule, or still collecting up all the guts to conduct the presentations through some speeches in front of the mass. Let's start from the don'ts--so you have some pictures of bad things that'd happen if you do these. 1. Put information you don't specifically know or understand about Indonesia into your slides. It's such a big NO. Let's take one case as an example. You put in your slide, for example, that Indonesia got the 2nd big economy in the world, and then you don't further explain about it which left the audiences be empty about your information. Anyway though, it's somewhat unnecessary because people can basically google it by themselves and spot it right there. 2. Attach irrelevant pictures. Isn't it funny when you read about the traditional foods but then appear one picture of an Indonesian president in one same slide? It's silly. Please don't do that. 3. Miscalculate your presenting duration. I'm always cautious enough in determining the right amount of time for me to present the presentation in each class I targeted. Traditionally, when an exchange student has booked one special day to the teacher in one class to present about his/her country, class must not undergo casual teaching activity. So, don't disappoint your teacher because you say to him/her that you'll present for 15 minutes but in fact you go for another 15 minutes, because just in case she/he might plan some activities later after your thing. 4. Stuff up your slides with general information. Please, you come abroad to make Indonesian known in special way. Don't give information they should've known just by one simple click away on Google. Be specific and detail and original. 5. Skip the subjects. Tell me you aren't going to, or planning to do this, are you? Please don't let them left still wondering about some subjects that are attached in your slides but you get rid to present it just because you don't memorize the speech or information or explanation about it. Phew. Let's straight go to the dos stuffs. 1. Be knowledgable about your country! You are going to present about Indonesia, so you should learn more and more about it first before you speak about it. Am I right or am I right? Preferably don't use text or note while you're presenting, but this is actually up to you. 2. Pictures and videos can furnish your presentation for sure! Beautiful and original pictures or videos can also help you promote Indonesia to them. Your everyday pictures with your family, friends, teachers back home can be definitely attached into your slides to amaze the audiences (but please, not your selfies). You can also download some of the videos from Wonderful Indonesia on YouTube to be played. For example this one: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=TT8J3wUX_YY. Ideally you don't need to attact a life-long 101 hours video, you just need like 2-4 minutes long videos therefore it also doesn't corrupt your presenting time. 3. Make agenda for when and where you'll go to present (and manage the right time with the teachers if you're planning to present at classes)! I used to have a small agenda note to create a timeline of when and where and what I'll present later, and how many audiences I expected to come to watch. Just don't ruin your vibe just because you don't manage your agenda correctly. Ugh, what a disaster. 4. Input the general points, assess, through speaking, the specific matters. You may input some general points only to outline your explanation, but please be specific when you speak or talk about it. Because through your explanation, they start getting to know how Indonesia is. 5. Be in right order. You aren't going to go from foods session to the geography part of Indonesia, are you? 6. BE CONFIDENT AND CLEAR. Your voice, posture, body languages, stage manners, and all. Please manage as best you can as possible. They'll see Indonesia through you, and they'll understand Indonesia through your eyes. So please be you and original. Wow. What a list. I hope you guys feel a little bit helped and can take some good points from what I've written here. And I wish you a very successful and lit IEW. Break a leg!

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byul-bit-arae · 7 years ago

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11 Questions Tag

(THIS GOT SO LONG I HAVE NO SELF CONTROL OTL)

So a few days ago I got tagged by the beautiful @ramune-and-rain to do this 11 Questions Tag, so here we go!!

1. Would you rather explore the many planets in the universe or explore the wonderous depths of our oceans. Tbh I love the ocean but bc I'm not the best swimmer out there and also bc I'm kind of so inlove with astronomy I'd rather explore the universe~ 2. Can you describe your favourite colour without saying what it is and it’s shades. idk how am I supposed to do that but, I'd say it's really comfortable, a common choice for clothes, not light but totally not the darkest, some people link it to gloominess or indecisiveness 3. Your bias texts you, mistaking your number for one of their friend’s. Do you talk to them and keep up an act or do you admit the mistake? How do you do it? What happens after? Considering I know it's my bias that is messaging me? Or as in just my crush? Either ways I'd tell them they've got the wrong number, but also make sure not to make them feel embarrassed for the mistake. Try to be as kind as possible and laugh it off, if they keep on messaging me after I'd gladly chat with them but if they don't I wouldn't initiate a conversation, I tend to think of this kind of stuff as bothersome often 4. Describe your favourite feature of one of your best friends without saying what it is. Why? Omg I'm so bad at this ;_; well it's probably the feature you'd want the most in a best friend, and since they have it it makes you really comfortable when you're with them, you don't need to bluff or hide anything, it also makes them the first person to pop in your head whenever something happens. Okay so I believe I can say what it is now that I'll be saying why it's my favorite It's being able to tell them every single thing, even if it's embarrassing or your most top secret. I've literally cried my eyes out during some conversations with Nana. Whenever things get really tough or I'm just feeling uneasy or sad she'd always be there to listen to whatever blahblah I have to say and comfort me and make me feel better about myself I love her so much idk what I'd do without her she's like my personal psychologist (SHOUTOUT TO MY BABY NABI;;;;) 5. What super power would you have and how would you use it? Would you choose the path of a hero or villain? I'd like to fly/float and just get away from all the noise and chaos and fly up to somewhere peaceful and meditate this is like what I want to do every single day. I'd be a villain but not a violent rough one, more like quiet cold one 6. What are 3 things includes in your ideal type? Why? Would you accept someone without these features?

1/ height I'm 170cm and that's considered rather tall where I live so I'm often bothered by that so I'd like someone tall to make me look shorter

2/ beautiful smile One of the things I notice first about someone is their smile *cough my crush cough* I find a mischievous wide smile really charming

3/ spontaneous affection (?) I didn't know what to call this but I just mean someone whom being really gentle and loving is in their nature. Honestly I don't think I'd ever accept someone shorter than me, I can omit the smile thing bc if you like someone, their looks just grow to be perfect to you but height and gentleness are necessities for me 7. Vampires, Werewolves or witches? If you could become one, which would you choose and why? Witches!! Reason is that I'm not into neither vampires not werewolves lol and witches are cool when they cast spells 8. If you released a mini album with 4 songs, what would the song titles be? (I will fight whoever says this is Astro influenced but I gotta say it's an epic coincidence) 01. Pleiades A short dreamy-ish track that's good to listen to at night under the starlight. 02. Summer Vibes *title Actually me and my bffs were playing this game where we pick a word/theme and make a song out of it and I clearly remember the song I created with 'summer'. A happy go lucky song about having fun during summer. 03. Flower Bees are attracted to flowers, but while C is a flower, A isn't a bee, so they keep on unconsciously playing with their feelings. (credits to my bff on this) 04. Midnight Thoughts A slow sad song, where I talk about my worries and insecurities, something like Agust D's The Last. 9. Describe what you feel right now by using a metaphor without including the word to describe how you are feeling. It feels like there is a tsunami a few meters away, heading towards me, and all I got to face it is a small life vest. 10. Your bias from one group confesses to you in front of your bias from another group. They quickly confess their love. Who do you choose? They cannot be your Ult bias. Wow that's a toughie. Let's say, moonbin and hansol(Vernon).. tbh I'd hate making either of them upset, but I think I'd choose hansol??? idk if it's bc I've been a carat longer than an aroha but, through the seven years I spent in this hell of a world called kpop I figured out my type is the one that looks so cool but is actually a clumsy ass weird cinnamon roll (reasons my ult is taehyung lmao) also hansol can speak English and I'm hella comfortable with that, it's not even my first nor second language but I always find myself expressing stuff in eng, plus hansol looks more like someone I can take care of (bc this kid shouldn't be left alone at all costs omg) I believe I read somewhere that bin wants to be the one taking care of his s/o but tbh I like things the other way round im such a mom lmao. I'm not the best at explaining but I'm just trying to say I'd choose mist probably choose hansol.

11. Finally, your bias promises to on a date with you on the condition that you plan it. Plan the entire night. (Where you go, why, what you eat, what you wear, the other places you go, what you talk about, any other details etc).

Oh so it's a "night" date? I'd rather have a daytime one but here we go!! We'd first spend the evening in a carnival-like place?? You know all the cute game booths and the cute Mickey ears headbands and the cute balloons (just so much cute fite me) then we'd have dinner in a somewhat fancy place nearby (leaving all the ears and balloons in the car ofc we tryna be fancey here) then we'd move to a quieter place, like a park or something, where we enjoy the night sky and chat every now and then, and finally and bc i get easily sleepy huhu;;; we go back home and cuddle to sleep :3 My Questions: (Look I'm so bad at asking questions I literally googled half of these) 1. If you were prime minister/ruler if the world,what rules would you make? 2. What would be your super hero name? And how would your outfit look like? 3. How would you describe your ideal wedding? What would your love house look like? 4. You have a two weeks fully paid holiday to one country of your choice, which one would you choose? Why? 5. What's in your bag/purse/school bag? 6. If you could create an ice cream flavor what would it be called? What would it taste like? 7. Would you rather trade your looks for intelligence or your intelligence for looks? 8. Choose one: being a professional patissier, being a talented painter/artist, being a famous fashion designer 9. You meet your bias in your country, they are lost and ask for your help. Do you fangirl? Do you ask for a picture? Do you pretend you don't know them? What do you do? 10. You're making a love song, write down four lines from it 11. What's a plot you'd really like to write but never had motivation for

So bc I'm lonely here and I don't even know 11 tumblrs I'm just going to tag some senpais I follow fml @astrofireworks @artist-aroha @dxnghyuns @kpopangst @earlygreytae

And if you happen to run into this post you're free to answer my questions too if you want!!!

#11 questions tag #tag #ramune-and-rain

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tribulaticns-blog · 8 years ago

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the trash is finally here ?? who would’ve thought ? not me that’s for damn sure. but anyway hello i’m gav ( she/her ) and this is my second time around in the rp and well let’s hope “the third time is a charm” doesn’t reign true in my case. anyway let me get on with telling you about these trash characters.

trigger warnings: attempted murder & kidnapping mention.

CINDY KIMBERLY, CIS FEMALE, SHE/HER — have you met antonia marie fonseca yet ? the eighteen year old is known for being both forthright and urbane, but also very disorganized and amoral. born in california, nia now lives in soho, being an instagram model.

born and raised in los angeles, california to a lower-middle class family.

their life was pretty normal, parents working paycheck to paycheck, money problems weighing heavily on her parent's minds but they never let their children know.

she's the middle child of three, with a younger brother and older sister. they were all very close, only being a year apart from each other.

things changed when she was fifteen and her sister had gotten into acting. it was a pilot for a new abc show and truthfully, nia didn't see it going anywhere. ( lmao she HOPED it wouldn't go anywhere ) but rip it was renewed for another season ( and three more after that ).

with her growing fame, came the jealously. jealously over the fact her sister was getting so much attention from her parents, fans, literally anyone you can think of. and because she couldn't control said jealously, she began to push her sister away and inherently because it was easier to deal with everything from a distance.

when she was seventeen, she took up "modeling" on instagram. ( because she's the self-proclaimed "hotter sister" ) and for the first time, she was the one getting the attention and she loved it.

she’s very impetuous. never really thinks twice about the things she says or does.

lowkey very insecure. tries to make up for it with copious amounts of sex. ( it never works )

decided to move to la when her sister had to move there as well for a movie role and just never left.

frequents her sister’s instagram .. any time she gets lower than 100k likes, nia posts another picture of herself as a “fuck you”.

HAILEY BALDWIN, CIS FEMALE, SHE/HER — have you met aspen clarice demerson yet ? the twenty-one year old is known for being both polished and gregarious, but also very vindictive and pugnacious. born in cheshire, aspen now lives in chelsea, tending to her modelling career.

she’s loosely based off once upon a time’s interpretation of cruella de vil ?? what a Mess already. like … THIS GIF is aspen demerson ??

is originally from cheshire ( shoutout to my main mans horton steels for the inspo ) so that makes her v british. if you hear someone with a heavy accent yelling about their louboutins getting scuffed then it’s probs her.

her mother and father were both from old money and made even more together with their business endeavors so she lived a very lush lifestyle—had parents, maids, etc that doted on her. she never had to worry about ONE thing.

some would think her lash lifestyle would have lead to her absolutely brattiness towards everyone growing up but nope, aspen just came out of the womb that way.

fr she treats her parents—who are ANGELS™—like trash and doesn’t think twice about it. actually she wonders why people try to scold her for it ??

can probably find her listening to greek tragedy by the wombats bc she’s that Bitch.

a v calculated person; knows what she wants and how to get it. if she wants something from you, she can play you and have it gone before you notice you’re playing into her scheme. if she doesn’t ?? you dont even exist to her tbh.

part of her sometimes wants to pull a lucrezia borgia and have a hallow ring she can use to poison the drinks of the ppl she hates the most .. maybe One Day.

v gray-romantic like she’ll fuq you but you never have to worry about her suddenly having feelings, her having feelings ( lol what are emotions, she asks ) is a rare occasion tbh.

basically she’s a soulless bitch who, if given the chance, would poison your drink and not think about it twice ( only to reminisce but to feel bad ?? nah )

LILY COLLINS, CIS FEMALE, SHE/HER — have you met samantha josefine gale ? the twenty-five year old is known for being both idiosyncratic and stoic, but also very stringent and distant. born in seattle, sam now lives in chelsea, working as a publicist.

currently twenty-five and working as a publicist to her twin sister, simini.

literally couldn’t care less about anything, if you were to tell her a joke she would just stare at you like |:

but that’s only because she’s spent so long forgoing any feelings about anything after her mother attempted to m*rder her sister.

it fucked with her brain a lot, especially the aftermath when simini went off the rails because of the altercation.

she kept her own emotions bottled up solely for simini’s sake, she didn’t want her sister to see her being Weak when she was already in a fragile state herself ( has to go to therapy weekly bc of this lmao and she’s also on antidepressants ).

she loves simini so much tho, would probs die for her but instead decided to take on the job of being her manager ( which really entails her cleaning up the messy things simini does so the public doesn’t find out ).

her sexuality is very up in the air atm. it’s something she thinks about rarely but when she does it’s a very confusing topic to her.

is probably silently judging you always with a straight face, waiting for an inevitable fuck up before telling you “i knew that would happen”.

has been a vegan since she was twenty. every time someone makes a backhanded comment she’s just giving them the |:< face.

honestly she’s just here to make sure her sister doesn’t make an entire mess of herself.

NINA DOBREV, CIS FEMALE, SHE/HER — have you met noelle isabella yates yet ? the twenty-five year old is known for being both audacious and jubilant, but also very reticent and turbulent. born in copenhagen, elle now lives in harrow, working as a waitress.

a twenty-five year old that was born and raised in copenhagen, denmark

life was “normal”, noelle being very close with all her siblings ( even if her two sisters were always butting heads ).

always the mom friend in every situation ever. could be drunk off her ass and she’s still offering you water, crackers and tylenol to make sure YOU’RE okay.

was attending university ( majoring in psychology ) when her sister, imogen, was kidnapped. the experience was very harrowing for her. she went from having a best friend and a sister to someone who had no idea who she was.

it’s what forced her to pack up, ask her parent’s for money and start backpacking through south american and then back through europe. meeting new people and seeing new places helped elevate the stress that came with the entire ordeal.

but when she was in ireland and after a night of partying, she woke up in a hotel room with a ring on her finger. she had no recollection of getting married or the person she had been married to. needless to say, she left the ring on the bedside table and fled. ( she’s technically still married, just chooses not to talk about them )

unfortunately has a vlog channel where she documented the entire time she was backpacking ( except the whole marriage thing )

after phoning her parents and finding out imogen had moved to london and opened her own business, she decided to visit her. it was only after spending a day with her she realized how much she had missed her and made london the last place she visited.

tried being vegan once ... it was terrible. which is ironic because she’s a waitress at her sister’s vegan restaurant. she tries not to think about that.

ANYWAY that’s it for now i think. i’m setting up a muse + plots page for all of them but if you would like to brainstorm pls free to hmu <3

#smoke:intro #smoke:ooc #wow i did it #who wouldve thouG H T!

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